Establishing the Hierarchy - 2
Punishment meant inflicting disadvantage.
Pain, money, and the like.
There were many ways to deliver it, but the method Beatrix chose was pain.
Not by striking them directly or stimulating their bodies to cause agony, however.
Blue mana shackles bound their hands behind their backs, and she made them kneel on the bed.
Up to that point one might have shrugged it off without grasping her intent, but what followed was the real problem.
“Ugh…!”
Beatrix’s fingers lightly stroked the lower abdomens of the three thieving cats.
At once the semen they had carefully held in their wombs came surging out like a breaking tide.
“Ah, aaaah…….”
They all moaned without exception.
They gazed with mournful eyes at the semen leaking between their thighs.
Their swollen bellies gradually shrank, and by the time their wombs were empty, a crushing sense of hollowness and bitterness washed over them.
Is this really it?
Albert, seated on the bed, tilted his head.
He had doubted whether that alone could count as punishment, yet it seemed surprisingly effective, which only confused him further.
Finished with her task, Beatrix turned her back and crawled toward Albert, who sat naked on the bed.
The moment her fair fingers touched him, his cock gave a heavy twitch, as if welcoming her hand.
“You girls are dick sleeves. So you mustn’t lay a hand on this cock as you please. Just soak your underwear and wait until Albert deigns to bestow it upon you.”
Still facing away, she flaunted the gulf between their positions.
Dick sleeves who dared not touch first.
The lawful wife who could reach out whenever she wished.
Albert smiled as he watched Beatrix educate them on the difference in status.
He had asked her beforehand to play along, and he intended to follow her lead.
For them, this very situation was already torture enough.
“That’s right.”
When Albert’s hand stroked her hair, Beatrix’s cheeks flushed crimson.
She too had stripped off her dress and wore only her underwear.
Normally Albert preferred to fuck her while she still wore those revealing dresses, but he was more than satisfied now.
Her black lingerie was extremely lewd.
The dick sleeves who had already mixed bodies with him several times watched with desperate eyes while Beatrix’s fingers teased his cock.
The situation was so stimulating that Albert felt his own body heating up as well.
His twitching cock began to rise steadily higher.
Beatrix tracked the change with rapturous eyes, then slowly lowered herself.
She was nearly sprawled face-down on the bed; otherwise she could not properly savor the heavy balls of her male.
Smack. Beatrix pressed her lips to the weighty sac and carefully wrapped one hand around the shaft.
“Mmm… chuuup…….”
She made wet, deliberate sounds as she took his balls into her mouth and rolled them about.
At the same time her hand stroked the pillar of his cock.
Her free left hand rested on Albert’s thigh and began lightly scratching with her fingertips.
She sucked his balls, mouthed them, and stimulated his cock from within.
The shivers from those feather-light scrapes along his thigh only stoked Albert’s arousal further.
The hand diligently working his shaft was no different.
As if flaunting her place beneath him, Beatrix devoted herself to loving service of Albert’s cock.
The three sovereigns watching had their eyes go round.
They had already witnessed Beatrix having sex with him once, yet the degree of devotion now was utterly different.
Even the once-awkward motions of her hands and lips had become as smooth and practiced as those of a well-trained whore.
Utter devotion and affection.
Watching Beatrix greedily devour his cock, the three queens felt the same thing.
“Mmm… yes. You’re doing well.”
When precum began to drip thickly from the tip of his urethra, Beatrix spread it over her palm as if she had been waiting for it and coated his cock.
Ordinarily she would have soaked him thoroughly with saliva before stroking, but today the order was a little different.
It was to flaunt her rights as the lawful wife.
I am already his, and because I love him I can offer this unstinting service.
And thereby I receive his great love in return.
Albert closed his eyes tightly and moaned, feeling his balls bubble and boil.
It was the signal that he was about to spill his seed.
He’s going to cum.
Beatrix read the meaning in his soft moans without a word being spoken.
She lifted her face from the balls she had buried it in and rose.
She brought her lips to the thick glans so that not a single drop of semen would escape.
“Aaang…….”
Making a show of the sound, she opened her mouth wide and took the large head inside.
Then she shifted the hand that had been tickling his thigh to his balls and began gently kneading them.
With the prayer that he would freely pour out thick, fresh seed and then produce still more.
Even while her lips worked the glans, the hand stroking his shaft showed no sign of stopping.
Thanks to that unbroken stimulation, the semen climbing the pillar of his cock was finally forced out.
“Huet…!”
Only after the ejaculation began did Beatrix still her hands and concentrate on receiving the semen jetting from his urethra.
Gulp, gulp.
Beatrix’s throat worked constantly as she swallowed.
Even after he had already poured out so much, the volume remained enormous.
Because of that the semen scoured her throat and began to pile up in her stomach layer by layer.
By the time the load filling her guts brought a heavy sense of fullness, the rough spurting finally ceased.
“Show me you’ve drunk it all.”
When Albert slowly opened his eyes and urged her, Beatrix carefully drew her lips from the glans.
Smack.
Only after giving the head a lingering, regretful kiss did she open her mouth.
“Keok…!”
And at once she let out a vulgar, reeking burp.
Albert laughed as he watched Beatrix display the inside of her mouth while burping.
Others might not, but he found a female who burped cum lewd and arousing.
Beatrix knew that, which was why she could burp without the slightest reserve.
At first she had felt repulsion when she heard of his preference, but now she took the lead in doing it herself.
“Did I… do well?”
“Yes. You did well.”
Saying he would give her a reward, he firmly squeezed Beatrix’s large breasts.
In that grip he lightly pinched the protruding nipples, and—
“Hnnngh…!”
Beatrix’s entire body shuddered, and she even peed freely.
Albert’s gaze fell on the sheets soaked through with clear urine.
“You peed again? You’ve gotten far too spoiled… At this rate we won’t be able to mate in the bedroom anymore, will we?”
Squeeze!
He twisted the tyrant’s nipple once more and smiled.
Having just wet herself, she did not pee again in succession, yet a thrilling pleasure still raced through Beatrix’s whole body.
“I’m… sorry… haaang!”
When Beatrix squirmed and acted cute, a deep curve of satisfaction formed on Albert’s lips.
Even after pouring out so much semen, his cock still twitched as if it were not enough.
His balls too repeatedly contracted and expanded as they produced fresh seed.
I’ll take the breast-fucking later; for today let’s just do it right away.
With a head heated by breeding lust, Albert finished his thought and spoke.
“Today we’ll do it sitting. Come here.”
Nothing displayed affection quite like face-to-face cowgirl.
Beatrix shared the same thought and rose.
Approaching in a half-squatting posture, she let Albert take the root of his cock and align it.
Every time her entrance brushed the glans with a wet squelch, Beatrix let out soft cries of pleasure.
“Aaang…!”
“That’s good. You can put it in now.”
“Mm… okay.”
As the glans began to sink in, Beatrix slowly lowered her hips.
“Hnnngh… the scraping… feels good…….”
Every time the ridge of the glans carefully scraped fold after fold, the female’s voice filled with joy.
When she had finally lowered herself all the way, the glans pressed firmly against her cervix and made its presence known.
Because of that Beatrix’s lower belly bulged outward.
Even the shape of the shaft was fairly distinct.
“Haaaah…!”
As Beatrix’s lips released a long breath, Albert’s arms wrapped around her waist.
In that position he shifted his hips and changed their orientation.
He now had his back to the three sovereigns who knelt and drooled love juices, while Beatrix faced them squarely.
She too had her arms around Albert’s back, holding him close.
“Watch carefully from there. How Albert eats me. And how I eat Albert as well… Hnnngh!”
In the middle of asserting their mutual devouring relationship, Beatrix’s whole body shuddered as she cried out.
Albert had begun to move his hips; the bed creaked, and the cock filling the female’s belly started poking insistently at her cervix.
“Nngh… good… there… poke it more… huet!”
“Yes. I understand.”
When Beatrix’s legs wrapped around his waist, Albert began working his hips as if he had been waiting for it.
He also savored the sensation of the queen’s soft, elastic breasts crushing against his chest.
“Hoo, hoo…….”
Albert exhaled in a steady rhythm while moving his hips.
Perhaps because he had already poured out so much semen, he did not lose his composure even in the midst of arousal.
It felt quite different from when he thrashed like a beast.
The wet, hot vaginal flesh squeezing tight was the same.
The feel of skin against skin was the same.
Just a difference in mindset makes the reception completely different.
People experience the same act differently depending on how they think about it.
Unintentionally, through sex, he had gained a piece of life’s wisdom.
I want to do it.
At least masturbate.
Maria was desperate to thrust her fingers into her soaked flesh with all her strength.
She could no longer even hope for his cock.
Yet because of Beatrix’s shackles she could not.
The shackles themselves could be undone whenever she wished, but if she did, everything would truly collapse.
Naturally she would never again be allowed to take Albert’s cock that she so yearned for.
I have to endure. I have to endure…….
The other two women suffered just as much.
Meeting Beatrix’s openly contemptuous yet pleasure-drenched gaze was enough to drive them mad.
They managed to endure by rubbing their plump thighs together, yet it was more vicious than any torture.
She had called it punishment, and the word fit perfectly.
If only the semen they had held in their wombs had remained intact, it might have been different.
“I’m envious… so envious…….”
Wilhelmina murmured as if entranced while watching the couple’s sex.
She envied Beatrix, who was not merely satisfying bestial breeding lust but also gaining emotional stability and fulfillment.
At the same time she lamented her past of hastily taking any husband just because she hated being nagged.
Even after marrying she had remained a pure white virgin until Albert embraced her.
She had never even held hands, let alone had sex.
Of course, since the man had been set up as little more than a doll, she could have discarded him at any time.
But even if she did, Albert would not become her husband.
She had already sworn to become a dick sleeve.
Later, even half of that affection, no, even a quarter…….
Just like Wilhelmina, Kristia also greatly envied Beatrix.
She thought it fortunate enough to be a dick sleeve, yet greed for a more advanced relationship still lingered.
But I must bury it for now.
At least for the present it was too soon.
Hoping for deep affection as well might be far too shameless.
“Ook… oooh…….”
Around the time the three sovereigns rubbed their thighs together and produced sticky wet sounds, Beatrix reached her climax with her tongue slightly protruding.
Semen poured out gently yet forcefully, wrapping her womb in a warm, sticky sensation.
Albert too regulated his slightly heated breathing and buried his face against Beatrix’s shoulder.
Is it over now?
Will he free us?
While the three women yearned for freedom and waited expectantly, Albert’s hips began to rock again.
The three women stared blankly ahead with vacant eyes.
Until the long, long mating finally came to an end.