Hilda had shown no interest in the other hole. She hadn't, at least not while she was still alive on Earth.
However, Hilda couldn't help but stare at her (F) tighter hole. While she guided her (H) meat stick right into Fiona's wet pussy, and the wrinkled skin around her asshole twitched.
She wasn't sure if Fiona was doing it on purpose or it resulted from her (H) action, but a question arose in her mind.
'How will it feel to put it in that hole? It should be tighter. After all, it isn't designed to serve the purpose, right?' She wondered.
[Annonbee: After all, it is one of nature's most intriguing mysteries.]
But no one could provide an answer to her question. Fiona's vaginal wall tightened its grip on her penis as she tried to uncover the secrets.
Fiona's powerless body slumped on the bed before long, as the muscle around Fiona's waist spasmed in bliss.
Hilda yanked her greasy meat wand from her pussy as an idea struck her.
She remembered Fiona's inability to control her voice when she (H) forced herself into her (F) pussy.
Naturally, Hilda pushed her (H) head into the bed pillow and poked the pointy head into Fiona's stubborn asshole.
'It's too narrow.' That was Hilda's initial reaction. But that didn't stop her from continuing to push through. Soon, she ran into another obstacle. Fiona's vaginal lubrication wasn't nearly enough to allow Hilda a smooth entry.
Fiona, on the other hand, was unable to think at all. She had not yet recovered from the bliss of her long-awaited orgasm when she was forced to endure excruciating pain.
Fiona was no stranger to such sensation. But it had been a long time since she had experienced it.
It wasn't just the princesses of the imperial harem who used this hole to satisfy their partners before marriage; many other noble daughters did as well.
After all, to become a principal wife, most noble ladies had to keep their virginity. Fiona, of course, had significant experience. Eric, on the other hand, never touched her other hole after she got married.
Fiona's body was sprawled on the bed after Hilda had released her (F) waist. Although the position wasn't ideal for the invasion, Hilda pressed her tight breast against Fiona's bareback and continued to struggle.
Fiona persisted in her quest for freedom. She moaned and flailed her arms around like a headless chicken. However, all her efforts were in vain.
Her eyes welled up with tears as the pain became unbearable. However, Hilda had no intention of stopping. Accepting her fate, she groaned and pointed to the table beside the bed to get Hilda's attention.
The muscles surrounding the rear hole had begun to relax by this time, but the path ahead was still too dry to accept Hilda. Even though she (H) was connected to Fiona, she (H) gradually stopped pressing her (F) face against the pillow.
"Oil," That was the first thing Fiona said after regaining her freedom. It was still too painful, and the tears on the edge of her eyes streamed down her cheek. Nonetheless, she (F) remained silent.
Hilda soon discovered that there was oil on the table. The maid had been massaging Fiona with the same oil. Naturally, she understood what Fiona was attempting to say.
Hilda moved to grab the small oil jar, causing Fiona to squirm in pain. After all, her (F) asshole was tightly clasped around the thickest part of Hilda's dick.
"Eeeeee!" She struggled to breathe as Hilda yanked her penis from her (F) relatively dry anus.
"Is it painful?" Hilda inquired as she rubbed an excessive amount of oil on her love stick.
"How come you didn't warn me before putting it in?" Her (F) voice was tinged with anguish and hatred.
"Would you let me put it in if I asked politely?"
"If you had asked, you would have known." Fiona shifted on the bed, staring at Hilda as she spoke. She didn't put any weight on her buttocks as she grumbled, "you weren't the only one who had requested it."
"Oh!" Hilda was taken aback. She felt she had grossly underestimated the world's sexual technique.
It made sense to her now that she thought about it. After all, there are no phones, computers, or the internet in this world. Naturally, the only subject on which the women had done extensive research was sex.
"You remind me of Eric. Perverted, and everything is done with force." She whined, "Both of you don't even care about what I want."
Hilda, predictably, missed the main point of her (F) complaint. She drew Fiona in closer, resting both of her (F) legs on her (H) shoulder and meaty butt cheek against her (H) abs.
Fiona's rear entrance was unable to close. "So, who do you believe is superior?" Hilda smirked as she poured some oil directly into her asshole.
"What are you up to?" Fiona screamed as she tried to move her body, but she couldn't get out of Hilda's grip.
"Don't worry about small things; it will help to reduce friction. You didn't respond to my question." Hilda bent down and kissed Fiona, then asked, "Who is better? Is it your brother or me?"
"Keep in mind that Eric is your father." Fiona wiggled her butt while the oil flowed through her anus, tickling her.
"And I also seized his lover. Is it even relevant?" Hilda slathered more oil on her fingers before slipping one into her ass.
"It's not a good idea for you to do that. Allow the maid to handle it." Fiona continued to struggle.
"Why? I am more than enough." Hilda put another finger in to stretch the hole.
"However, it's filthy there."
"Not a single part of your body is dirty."
Hilda would never have guessed this woman could blush like a tomato if she hadn't seen it right in front of her eyes.
Fiona suddenly murmured, "Eric would never do that," as Hilda continued to prepare her rear entrance for her (H) own enjoyment.
"So, do you think I'm better?"
Instead of responding, Fiona purred contentedly. But then she asked, "What about the Armstrongs?"
"Oh!" Hilda quickly remembered why she had come. "I'm going to get a shadow wife."
"Huh!" Fiona sneered but responded, anyway. "They are an out-of-favor knight family."
"What about their three in-laws?"
"Which three? Their two older sons had passed away. Their family is now down to a disabled son and a daughter."
"Handicapped?"
"Their younger son had evaded an assassination attempt but had lost a hand."
"That boy is marrying off all of his brothers' wives."
"Oh! It's not strange. Many noble families practiced it."
"So, which one should I go with?"
"What do they have going for them? They are all byproducts. Nobody wants to marry their daughter to a demeaning noble, especially one with a disability."
"What have I got to do with their politics? I just want to have fun."
"You rough." Fiona frowned. Hilda, on the other hand, saw it as a sign of jealousy. She leered and shifted Fiona's well-oiled asshole to the level of her oiled dick.
"I'm on my way in."
Before Fiona could respond to her (H) announcement, Hilda's pink shaft strained her tight hole once more. The pain reminded her (F) that Hilda's wand was significantly thicker than her three fingers.
However, after a long period of stimulation, the path became much smoother. On top of that, Fiona's pussy was constantly salivating, making the process go much more smoothly.
"Even if you put your seed in there, I won't be able to have a child." Fiona whimpered in between her labored breaths.
"Do you think you're ovulating?"
"There are still a few days," Fiona said shyly, shaking her head.
"Then let us enjoy ourselves for the time being." Hilda swooped down and kissed her before plunging the whole thing into the discharge canal.
"Are you serious about having a child with me?" Fiona inquired eagerly.
"I will give it to you as long as you want it."
"Then why don't you visit this marchioness manor next week," Fiona said, wrapping both of her thighs around her (H) waist. "You are welcome to stay for a few days."
"In that case, I will not refuse your kind request."
"I have a couple of toys you might enjoy."
"Oh!" Hilda humped Fiona again, this time with renewed enthusiasm.
"Huh!" Fiona glared at her angrily, "so you're not happy with this old woman?"
Hilda's hips came to a complete stop before she burst into laughter. "Who said you were old?" she asked, looking Fiona in the eyes. "You are not old. You are just an experienced woman."
On the same day, Fiona was already reminded of her forgotten feeling twice. She was in euphoria under Hilda.
"What good is it to be an experienced woman?" She moaned as she struggled under Hilda, complaining, "Eric no longer even looked at me."
"Isn't that great?" Hilda's breathing became heavier, and her hip began to move faster. "How else would you get the experience of being knotted?"
Fiona could feel a large ball pressing into her nearly strained hole as soon as she heard those words. Then the pain arrived.
"Ahhhhh!" As the knot at the end of Hilda's penis pushed its way through her asshole, she shirked.
Fiona had last experienced this degree of pain when Eric came into her room late at night for the first time. Eric couldn't stop because he was too drunk.
Even if she had loved Eric at the time, she was still too young. Eric, on the other hand, was unconcerned. She cried silently that night as her blood had stained the bed beneath her.
She hadn't seen Eric in days. She despised Eric until he revealed that someone had poisoned him with an aphrodisiac. In the end, she forgave Eric.
She was now willing to accept Hilda. So the circumstances were different, but the pain was genuine. She never wanted to feel that way again in her life.
She wanted to yell, but a hand covered her mouth. Soon, the entire ball-sized knot suffocated her asshole.
As she felt excruciating pain, the tears that had dried up began to flow again. She was sure she was bleeding because the forceful entry had ripped the skin around her hole.
Her back arched up, and her toe curled as Hilda successfully knotted her. Her (H) energy-less body fell on Fiona.
She tried to push Hilda away in anger, but the pain increased as soon as Hilda moved. She could feel Hilda's dick throbbing inside her like a crazy and warm liquid gushing inside her before long.
Fiona couldn't decide whether to be happy or sad when she felt the amount of liquid. Soon after, Hilda smiled at her.
"Please don't do it in my butt. It's excruciating."
Hilda kissed her while looking into her tear-filled eyes. At the very least, she tried.
"Don't move. It's painful," Fiona rebuked Hilda, quickly evading her lips. "Do you realize I'm bleeding?"
"Is it really that bad?" Hilda pretended she couldn't believe her own (F) words. "However, I won't be able to release seed unless I knot you."
"That is different. My baby hole can stretch. But it is painful in my ass."
"Should we try it?" Hilda smirked while Fiona asked with a questioning stare, "Try what?"
"Does your baby hole have the ability to stretch or not?"