[Author: It is just a fantasy story. It has and will never have any relation with the reality. Read it, enjoy it and forget it.]
Although Nisa said it with confidence, she was anything but confident. As she moved closer to the thick pole, her resolution wavered.
She could smell the same musty smell. It almost made her vomit once, yet somehow her sane mind was telling her that she shouldn't take it dry.
"You can still lick it. Make it moist when you take it in. Otherwise, you won't be any better than your sister. You might end up worse."
"Sister?" Nisa, surprised, turned towards Thyra for an explanation.
"My last fiancee. Your younger sister. Melanie." Thyra said with a satisfied smile.
"But…" Nisa wasn't sure what to say. She could sweat that Melanie didn't like Thyra, much less do something indecent with her in secret.
Above anything else, Melanie had never met Thyra before the coming-of-age ceremony. And it was the very day Thyra had taken Nisa as her wife.
'There is no way they could have…' Nisa choked on her thoughts. 'There is no way my lady had spent the wedding night with Melanie.'
She was sure that it was impossible. After all, it was the same day Lord Kreza had taken Melanie as her wife.
Nisa looked at Thyra, hoping for an explanation. On the other hand, Thyra smiled at her, saying, "If you are able to receive my seed tonight, both of you sisters will give birth to my child at the same time."
"But she didn't even like you."
"It looked like she loved my wand enough." Thyra smiled at her, adding, "When I forced her to have it for the first time, she resisted. But, after that, she didn't want to take it out of her."
Nisa stared at Thyra in utter disbelief. She felt a chill down her spine. She knew that if what Thyra was saying was correct, then Thyra had indeed forced Melanie on the wedding night. But she couldn't help wondering where Lord Kreza was.
"Don't worry. Her child won't be known as mine. Kreza would raise my child, not knowing it wasn't his, to begin with."
'She is absolutely insane.' Nisa almost said her thoughts out loud. She knew the royals were ruthless. At that moment, she remembered what she had heard about the current king of the kingdom.
The current king had killed all his male siblings and taken all the female siblings as part of his harem after taking the throne.
'She really has his blood running through her veins.' At this moment, she was genuinely scared. She didn't want to think of what she could do to her if she did something like that to her sister.
After all, she was her property, her wife. She had no place to go.
At this moment, she didn't dare look at Thyra anymore. Her eyes were stuck to the pole.
Thyra had noticed it too. She moved her waist, making her wand swing as she said, "Why don't you warm it up?"
And she did. Nisa grabbed onto her pole with both of her hands.
"Lick it." As Thyra said it, she felt Nisa's hand tighten on her wand. It wasn't too tight, but Thyra could still feel her hesitation in her actions.
However, to her surprise, Nisa moved her tongue to the tip of her dick. Thyra smirked, saying, "Come on, hurry up. We don't have all night."
Nisa stared at the head of her dick before opening her lips wide open and taking the tip of the meat stick in her mouth. For a moment, she just remained like that.
Then Thyra could feel Nisa's tongue wrestling with her wand. Wrestling would be the wrong word, but from what Thyra felt, she realised Nisa was trying to make her dick wet.
There was no way an inexperienced Nisa could deep-throat her. So she took the spit-ladled tip out of her mouth and took a deep breath before starting to lick Thyra's dick along the length.
Rather than enjoying it, she was like a woman on a mission. She unhesitantly spat on her dick before rubbing it along the length.
Thyra didn't care. She just wanted to see how long Nisa could go on before she crumbled.
After she was happy with her work, Nisa stood on the bed. She removed all the tattered clothes from her body before standing over Thyra.
She stood there for a moment before she started to sit down.
"What are you doing?" Nisa stopped and looked at Thyra. Thyra continued, "I like to see your smile as we make love."
Nisa stopped and took a deep breath before she turned around. At the moment, she didn't want to look at Thyra's face, but there was nothing she could do about it.
As she moved down, the wet tip of her dick touched her thighs. A shiver went up her spine as she put her hand down on both sides of Thyra to stop herself from falling.
The tip was still touching her thighs. As Nisa bent down and held the pole to guide it to her baby hole, they kissed for the first time.
When the tip rubbed against her just-blooming clitoris, her limbs almost gave away. But she dared not fall, fearing the entire length would enter her.
She guided it to her hole, but the tip wasn't suitable to penetrate her tight hole. She tried to force herself to sit down, but it was too painful.
Thyra watched as Nisa held her dick against her pussy, but was too afraid to push it in. Bending down, she didn't notice Thyra smirking as she thrust her hips upward.
"Ahhhhhhh…" Nisa screamed out loud as she jumped from her position. Like a wet kitten, she sat in the corner with her hand covering her crotch.
Even without looking, Nisa knew it was just the tip that had entered her hole, but the pain she was feeling was real. It was like someone had poured hot lava into her hole. It happened in a blink, but Nisa felt the entrance of her hole burning.
"Is this your conviction as my wife?" Although Nisa didn't look at her, she knew Thyra had stood up. "Let me show you what you need to have my seed."
Thyra stood beside the bed and called, "Jullia."
It didn't even need time to take a breath when Jullia entered the room. It was as if Jullia was just waiting outside the gate.
"Bend down."
Jullia followed the command to the last words. She used her hand to support herself on the bed as she stood on the edge.
Thyra raised her clothes, exposing her entrance. Nisa looked shocked as Thyra removed Jullia's underwear and threw it on the floor.
As Thyra was readying her meat to penetrate Jullia, Nisa turned to look at her. Jullia was bending down right in front of her.
As their eyes met, Jullia smiled at her. It was then that Thyra grabbed onto Jullia's shoulder before thrusting her hip.
Jullia's lips twisted for a moment. With the recent pain, even Nisa felt that she could feel the pain inside her.
Yet, Jullia was smiling at her, even if Thyra's beast wand was buried deep in her hole with just one thrust.