Hillary couldn’t believe this was happening to her. She was supposed to be the one in charge here, she had royal connections, killer looks and the whole package. Even the King and his Queen Mother had never for once treated her with this level of vulgar.
Now, so smart-ass servant of the Valthorne family was sitting there grinning, telling her to march over, spread her legs and ride his dick until he filled her up like a cheap whore.
Her pussy was on fire, the toxin she used on Zaja had totally turned against her and was now acting on her. Not to ntion the very contact she had with the Vessel turned her brain into a horny soup. One more minute and she’d be humping the furniture. Even if she didn’t do as Zaja said and left the room, she’d end up fucking every guard in House Valthorne before sunrise.
And Zaja knew this for a fact, he knew he had the advantage here and he was going to use it!
Hillary glared at him, the Vessel was slouched in his chair like he owned the damn house, watching her with a lazy and amused smirk.
"Slls like a wet bitch in here," he said, sniffing the air like a dog. "Ohh... that’s just you leaking for already, is that not so... Lady Wagner?" he said.
That was the breaking point, she couldn’t take it any longer. The way Zaja looked at her and manspread in the chair stirred her even more. She ripped from her position, her thighs shaking and her tits bouncing hard enough to hurt. She marched straight to him, trying to look pissed instead of desperate for a release.
"You think you’re slick don’t you?" she hissed at him as she climbed onto his lap and staddled him. "I don’t know what the hell you did to , so kind of aphrodisiac crap, but guess what? Once this hallucinogen clears, I will regain my control over my mutation and I will milk you to death!"
"You will cry and beg to stop, but I will keep draining you till the last drop of cum leaks from your cock..." she was now sowhat high from the power of her own toxin and the power of desire.
Zaja raised an eyebrow in mockery. "I’d like to see how that would play out, I think the contrary will be the case here as I will be the one to fuck you to stupor"
With her hands fumbling, she went for his belt on pure instinct and yanked his pants down. Then his cock sprang out like it was pissed off at the world for keeping it locked up for so long.
Hillary froze even till mute.
’Sweet mother of fuck!!!’ her mind was bamboozled as the size of Zaja’s shlong. It was thick, veiny, angry looking, the head already shiny with a tear drop of precum. No way that was real and now way that fit inside anything human— atleast that’s what she thought.
"What the hell are you," she blurted. "That’s not natural, you used so kind of spell or potion or sothing!"
"Ha! You must be having a laugh...100% ho grown, princess," Zaja said smirking wider. "Scared?"
Her ears twitched like they were cheering for his dick. She knew she was fucked and her earlier plan to fuck him to stupor was not going to fly.
But the heat between her legs was winnning and she was now in contact with the Crimson Deity Vessel once more. Hillary grabbed the base of his shlong, her fingers couldn’t even et and she hiked her skirt up to see that her thighs were soaked with juices literally dripping onto his lap.
"Don’t you dare make a single sound..." she muttered as she lined that monster up with her pussy hole. "Just shut the fuck ahhh..."
She sank down with a hard plop and the stretch burned for half a second, then the power of desire kicked in and turned the pain into pure filthy pleasure. Her pussy made splurting sounds and little trickles of she-cum ran down zaja’s cock as she let out the most pathetic squel.
"F-fuck... you’re too big, its even bigger than the Kings’"
Zaja didn’t move, he didn’t grab her hips, he didn’t even do so much as grope her ass, he did nothing. Just sat there like a king waiting for his tribute.
"That’s a complint I’m willing to accept," he said with a small smirk.
Hillary glared through the haze and she realized she had made it through the first breath, her pussy was now adjusting to the size of the vessel’s cock. She started moving, slow at first, rolling her hips and letting her tight cunt swallow him inch by inch. Up, down, grinding in circles, her fat ass slapping again this thighs.
"Don’t just sit there, moan you white haired bastard," she panted, speeding up. "I’m gonna drain you so fucking dryer than any dessert in the Ethereal Realm!"
Her ass started clapping for real now, loud and wet with her juice bouncing everywhere in droplets.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
She was riding him like a desperate slut and she hated how fucking good it felt.
It was at this mont Zaja grinned. "Alright," he said with a low voice. "Lets play shall we..."
He skewed his mind sharply and the Desire System ca to reality, ’Skill... Perpertual Vibrator..."
Ding!
~Vessel has activated a skill >Perpetual Vibrator
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