"Mhm~ Ahn~" Eliza's moans echoed in Mordret's chamber, accompanied by the wet sounds of their passionate encounter.
The Victorian gown and drenched silky black panty lay discarded on the floor beside the couch. Eliza's intoxicating scent permeated the room, and the mirror on the dressing table reflected the fervent intimacy between the Lord and his devoted servant.
Naked bodies intertwined, their desire to consume each other evident in their eyes.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
"M-my Lord~ Ahn~ Gentle! A little– Mhm~" Eliza's disheveled hair danced in harmony as she was fervently embraced.
Resting on Mordret's thighs, her peachy ass quivered as his cock penetrated her sacred depths. The body that worshiped the Lord now reveled in his affection.
Mordret's left hand caressed Eliza's smooth back, while his other hand explored her breasts with a fervor akin to kneading dough.
"Mhm~ N-no milk shall come for my Lord~ Ahn~" His lips sealed the pert, aroused nipple that had stiffened. Mordret intensified his movements in response to her heightened arousal. Shoving deeper and deeper…
Jasmine's fragrance had enveloped Mordret, every inhale conjuring visions of Eliza. Consumed by thoughts of her lascivious countenance, Mordret's eyes dripped with lust.
Pah! Pah! Phat!
As his testicles brushed against Eliza's fleshy groin, shivers cascaded down her spine. The harmonious rhythm of their union, their synchronized breaths, and... and… and…
"Cumming! My Lord! Ahn~'' Eliza embraced Mordret, her face nestled in his embrace.
Squirt- Squirt-
Eliza's warm love juices saturated Mordret's throbbing member. Gasping for air, her eyes rolled back while her tongue drooled.
"Oh, Ellie, have you forgotten something?" Eliza, still recovering from her orgasm, realized her Lord's needs remained unfulfilled.
"I-I apologize, my Lord!" Eliza attempted to rise but stumbled, her legs weakened. Burying her head in embarrassment, Eliza breathed meekly.
"What are you doing?" Mordret chuckled at Eliza's flustered actions.
His hand tenderly cupped her plump buttocks. Parting her ass cheeks slightly, his fingers brushed against her butthole.
"Kyaa~" Eliza's cheeks flushed as her Lord's mischievous touch grazed her forbidden region.
"My Lord– mmff! Mhnf!" She tried to protest but was promptly silenced by Mordret's lips. Her luscious and rosy lips were greedily sucked by his.
Two tongues engaged in a passionate dance.
While the Lord's directive remained, the servant did not waver.
Eliza's tongue engaged in a tug-of-war, but her Lord introduced an unexpected twist.
"Mhnnf!" Eliza's breathing pussy felt her Lord's hot rod, sticking on the vulva. Even the slightest movement brought tantalizing anticipation.
The rod was rubbing against her pussy… it was about to enter… just a little more…
"Ahhhn~ M-my Lord!" Eliza quivered. Her Lord's deceit was apparent as he skillfully seized control, pinning her tongue, tweaking her nipple, and pressing against her dripping core.
She purred like a cat, yet regardless of her attempts to seize dominance, her Lord consistently revealed new tricks.
Her heart raced, the walls of her intimacy growing moist with excitement.
"Ellie, let's change positions." Frustration mounted as Eliza was forced to wait once more. Her Lord teased her relentlessly. Her gaze locked on his substantial, rigid rod, she couldn't contain herself any longer.
Mordret widened her buttocks and aligned his engorged member with her moist entrance.
"Ahn~" Without hesitation, Eliza began to move her hips.
Pah!
Mordret's surprise was palpable. 'Is she this aroused?' Zephyr's confusion matched his own as Eliza continued to sway her hips.
Pah! Pah! Phat!
His balls kissed her wet pussy as his dick continued to enter deeper and deeper.
With each thrust, Mordret marveled at Eliza's fervor. 'Is this level of passion even possible?' he wondered.
Eliza arched her back and stuck her tongue out. Her pale cheeks turned rosy, the rhythm of Mordret's thrusts leaving their mark.
"More! Deeper!" Her pussy got tighter and tighter with every thrust.
'Too much!' Mordret groped her fleshy butts and thrusted hurriedly.
The soft sensation of Eliza's pussy combined with the sticky wetness was euphoric. The harmony of their mating echoed in the room.
Eliza's slender back was covered by her cascading raven hair. Mordret couldn't hold back his desire and held them.
"Mhm~" As if riding a horse, Mordret railed Eliza.
Pah! Pah!
The rhythm got faster. Eliza's pale buttocks turned red as Mordret's thighs continued to strike against them.
"Mhmmmm~" With a final, ecstatic moan, Eliza climaxed. Yet, Mordret's determination persisted. Her release did not derail him, and he maintained his deliberate pace.
His movements slowed, and with a final release, he collapsed onto Eliza, embracing her as the scent of jasmine wafted through the air.
"Ahn~~ Hot!" Eliza wanted to move but Mordret hugged her tightly. She was too tired to carry his weight. Her legs shook and she dropped on the bed.
Mordret's member remained nestled within her as fatigue overtook his weary mind. As his relentless assault subsided, the once-fiery sword rested in its sheath.
"Ugh! Umm~ Mhm~" Eliza twitched when she felt his rod leaving her pussy and getting smaller. All the cum saturated inside Eliza's pussy slowly flooded out.
Within a minute, a stream of cum flowed out of Eliza's pussy.
This scene looked very familiar to the muffins filled with cream.
Savoring the taste of his cum and the after-effect of her wild time with her Lord, Eliza found solace in his embrace and a cheeky kiss on his lips.
If only Zephyr was awake to witness it, he would've had a rowdy smile on his face that told the story of his time with Eliza.
Unfortunately, time had a peculiar habit.
It never remained the same.
…
Somewhere within the Peta Estate.
After the meeting with the Lord concluded, a flurry of discussions erupted across the four villages. However, one group held a distinct perspective on the unfolding events.
"What's the meaning of this, Karen?!" Inside a dimly lit room beneath the starless night sky, a solitary lamp cast a feeble glow. Within this room, a man directed his anger at a woman with blonde hair, his voice echoing with frustration.
"I-I don't know! That Lord just went along with everything my mother-in-law said! Like a mindless chicken!" Karen stammered, her anxiety palpable.
The room hosted a gathering of four individuals. Apart from the veiled man and Karen, two others were present as well.
"Haa... You had one task! Your job was to rile up the damn Lord and then entice him afterward!" The man's irritation was evident as he hurled an object in Karen's direction.
"Tap into some of that brain of yours, blondie! Wasn't he supposed to have a penchant for curvaceous girls? Use those assets of yours for once!" The man's demeanor was unhinged, his agitation apparent.
Karen clenched her teeth, her beauty undeniable. Her distinctive blonde hair held its own charm. Coupled with her alluring physique, she was undoubtedly among the most captivating women within the Peta Estate.
Yet, Maria...
"You absolute imbecile!" The man behind the veil muttered darkly.
Karen was left with no choice but to swallow her anger. The figure before her was a formidable presence, and she felt like a powerless lamb in his presence.
"I-I-I'll do better—" Before Karen could finish, a forceful slap cut her off, striking her cheek with a resounding thud.
"Shut your damned mouth! I have someone more competent in mind." The man's words sent shockwaves through Karen.
"No, please! Grant me another chance! I won't fail this time!" Desperation tinged Karen's plea, but the man was uninterested, his focus elsewhere.
Exiting the room, the two individuals who had accompanied the man left Karen behind as the door swung shut, sealing her off from the interior.
"Maria... you conniving wench!" Karen's frustration boiled over, prompting her to lash out at the door. Regret soon followed as the impact stung her delicate foot.
"Argh! To hell with it!"
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