The Enchanting Queen (short story) by tanda123

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Author: tanda123
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Midnight, a quiet room in the deep palace.

A young man leaned forward from his bed, gazing thoughtfully ahead.

The flickering candlelight illuminated his handsome face:

though a trace of childishness remained, his regal
bearing .

This young man was none other than Prince Charlotte, the next heir to the throne.

Despite being only ten years old, having grown up in an environment rife with political intrigue,
Charlotte possessed a composure and calmness beyond his years.

His bright eyes, usually sharp and wary

, now held a serene and gentle expression.

Why? Because kneeling before him was one of his few trusted
subordinates .

"Your Highness, reports have come in
increasingly . Our investigation indicates this is the work of the Queen's cronies." A woman
knelt on one knee, calmly stating her report. She was

of refined appearance and a well-proportioned figure, dressed in light armor for ease of movement.

She was Leila, Prince Charlotte's confidante and captain of the palace guard.

Although only in her early twenties, her swordsmanship was already unparalleled, and she often
served as Prince Charlotte's right-hand woman with calm and collected actions.

"Another instance of the Queen's arrogance..."

Prince Charlotte's brow furrowed.

A month had passed since the sudden death of the late king. The political situation had largely stabilized.

Currently, the one holding real power in the country was not Prince Charlotte, the next king, but the late
queen.

This was because, according to tradition, to ensure national stability, Prince Charlotte could
only rule after reaching adulthood.

Therefore, Charlotte had no choice but to silently accept the regency of the prime minister and the queen.

Rumors of the late king's death, allegedly poisoned by the queen's faction, had already spread throughout the city.

However, lacking concrete evidence, the truth remained shrouded in darkness.

Although Charlotte desperately wanted to thoroughly investigate the matter

, the current situation was precarious. The prime minister had already been won over by the queen's faction, and the queen essentially
controlled the entire government at her whim.

Therefore, Charlotte could only try to reclaim his power, secretly recruiting loyal members of
the royal family .

One of them was Leila, the captain of the palace guard.

The palace guard, simply put, was a long-established special force dedicated to guarding the palace and harem.
Because they frequently visited the harem, all members were women.

Although their numbers were overwhelmingly smaller than the regular army, they were all elites. Moreover,
as the guard closest to the royal family, they had exceptionally frequent contact with the royal clan.

Therefore, Leila could contact Prince Charlotte at any time without fear of being discovered by outsiders.

Prince Charlotte, whose every move was under the surveillance of the Queen's faction, obtained intelligence from
the outside world .

"The judicial system is also under the control of the Queen's faction. The appeals regarding the land expropriation
case have all been suppressed." "Hmph, what do they take the people for!
How can we entrust the country to such people after they've messed things up like this!" Charlotte was furious, slamming his fist on the table beside him.

In contrast to Charlotte's uncontrollable anger, Leila raised an eyebrow.

"Your Highness, please calm down. You are still ill; please don't get too angry."
"Ah... I understand. But how long can I endure this?" "In
two years , when Your Highness turns eighteen and officially inherits the throne, the Queen's faction will no longer have an excuse to control the government.
Then we can wipe them out in one fell swoop... Until then, please be patient." "Hmm. But can
we really wait that long...? Before I turn eighteen, those guys will definitely try every means
to scheme against me. If we don't overcome them, we still have no chance of winning." Saying this softly, Charlotte fell into
deep thought.

Watching Charlotte deep in thought, Leila couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.

Leila had known Charlotte since she was very young.

At that time, Charlotte was still a child, often surrounding Leila and calling her "Sister Leila."

Back then, Charlotte was very honest and always lived with kindness towards those around her.

But as he grew up in the deep palace, his unrestrained behavior in his childhood gradually subsided, and he became
a wise prince befitting his status.

While his advisors were pleased with Charlotte's growth, Leila herself
felt a touch of loneliness… Just as the two were lost in their own thoughts,
a commotion suddenly arose outside the room from the palace servants.

"Your Highness, the Queen has come to see you!"

Charlotte and Leila were startled and exchanged glances.

Soon after, Queen Lydia's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Please make way. Is there anything inconvenient about me seeing the Prince?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the palace door was pushed open. A magnificently dressed woman, followed by two maids, entered
.

Behind her were the palace servants, their faces showing unease.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Highness. Oh dear!" Miss Leila, the captain of the guards, was also there. "It's
quite a surprise to run into you here, " Queen Lydia said with a smile as she walked towards Charlotte.

Her emerald-green, semi-transparent silk dress cascaded to the ground, subtly revealing her shapely figure.

Her exposed breasts and back were as white as snow, every inch of skin exuding a refined, seductive
aura.

Her wrists were adorned with long white gloves, and white feathers embellished her chest, further highlighting
her noble bearing.

A harlot and a noblewoman. Two completely opposite feelings, yet they were beautifully combined in Queen Lydia [Full Text].

The Queen slowly walked to Charlotte's side, a gentle smile always on her exquisite face.

That smile was so bewitching that it could make anyone's heart stop.

Leila had no choice but to step aside with a troubled expression.

She was a staunch supporter of the Crown Prince, a fact that the Queen's faction had already ascertained through the other members of the guard.

"Captain Leila, it must be hard work of guarding His Highness so late at night. But,
it's one thing to be in the Regent's Palace, but to stay in the palace alone with His Highness in the middle of the night... Hehehe."
It's almost like talking badly about someone behind their back. I have some suspicions." "Absolutely not, Your Majesty is overthinking it."

"Hehe, that's hard to say..."

Lydia smiled sarcastically at Leila, who was kneeling with her head bowed.

"Your Majesty, it was I who summoned me here. I haven't been feeling well lately, so my duty
reports have been arranged in my chambers. Is there any problem with that?" "Of course not, not at all
. I was just worried that Your Highness might be overworking yourself." "Thank you so much for your concern, Your Majesty.
Leila, you may now leave." "Yes."

Leila rose, bowed to Charlotte and Lydia, and then left the chambers.

Charlotte looked at Lydia's smile, secretly speculating about her intentions.

(This vixen, what is she up to at a time like this...?) Queen Lydia was the late king's
second wife, and Charlotte was not related to her by blood.

Therefore, Charlotte never called her "Mother," always addressing her as "Your Majesty" to maintain
distance.

This was partly due to power struggles; but more importantly, Charlotte himself
deeply disliked Lydia.

This was because Lydia had replaced his biological mother to ascend to the position of queen.

The former queen was a kind-hearted, elegant, and warm woman, like the sun.

For young Charlotte, she was an irreplaceable mother.

Therefore, when she left this world, Charlotte's grief was unimaginable.

Lydia, who succeeded her as the late king's second queen, was a bewitching and alluring
woman.

Rumors circulated that she was secretly cultivating relationships with the powerful ministers around the late king, gradually eroding
the kingdom's power. Lydia's allure and political maneuvering were, in Charlotte's mind, the complete opposite

of his virtuous mother . 　　Therefore, the more his father doted on Lydia, the more Charlotte loathed her. 　　"Your Majesty, is there anything I can do for you today?" 　　"Oh dear," "Can't I come here if I have nothing to do? I just heard my son is ill and I'm very worried, so I came specifically to visit you. Is that not allowed?" "If that's the case, please rest assured. The illness was just a slight discomfort; I'm much better now." 　　"Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. Your Highness bears the important responsibility of governing this country in the future. If anything were to happen to you, I would have no face to face the late King..." (Hmph, you dare to say that while secretly trying to prevent my ascension to the throne.) Although thinking this, Charlotte still tried her best to appear moved. "Now that I've recovered, please don't worry too much, Your Majesty." "Hmm... But Your Highness, you're still too devoted to state affairs. Your subordinates, too, are far too dependent on you. At least during your convalescence, they should be under Your Highness's... " "Take a good rest." "Not at all, I am still incompetent. In the future, to build a country where every citizen can live happily, there is still a mountain of things to learn. I dare not slack off." "Hehehe, as expected of Your Highness , you will surely become an outstanding and wise ruler in the future. When the day of your ascension arrives, I can also step down from the position of regent with peace of mind." "No, there are still many things that need Your Majesty's guidance. Please continue to teach me." Facing Lydia, who always had a slight smile on her face, Charlotte continued the conversation with a sincere expression. 　　If an outsider who did not know the inside story saw this, they would definitely think that they were having a harmonious conversation between mother and son. 　　"Really, Your Highness has grown into someone we can rely on. However, it is not good to push your body . Mana, Aina, come forward." "Yes." 　　"Yes." 　　Two almost identical voices rang out at the same time, and the two maids who had been standing behind Lydia stepped forward . 　　Charlotte examined the two closely and noticed that not only were their clothes and accessories identical, but their appearances were also exactly the the two maids were twins. 　　Both possessed extraordinary beauty. The only difference was that the girl on the left had short hair and gave off a lively and cheerful vibe, while the girl on the right had a single ponytail and appeared serene and composed. 　　"Your Majesty, this is…?" 　　"They are my personal maids, both very obedient and good girls. I intend to send them to Your Highness 's side to serve you well. When I heard Your Highness was ill, I thought to myself, 'It's true that Your Highness needs someone to take care of your health.'" "No, this kind of thing…" 　　"No, you can't neglect your health like this; you'll get sick again next time. Just this once, you listen to your mother." Charlotte thought to herself, upon hearing Lydia's words… 　　(Hmph, all that sweet talk, but all I'm trying to do is plant spies around me... How shameless !) "I won't trouble Your Majesty with your health concerns. The palace maids we have are sufficient ." "Oh dear, they're not ordinary palace maids; they're excellent maids in every sense of the word. I think they'll definitely come in handy... Well, let's leave that topic aside for now and talk about it another time. You two may leave now; I'd like to speak with His Highness about some private matters." "Yes." 　　"Yes."

The twin maids bowed respectfully and retreated from the room with identical steps.

Once the door closed, only Charlotte and Lydia remained.

This had never happened before, and Charlotte was completely

clueless about what the other was planning. Unable to figure out what she was up to, Charlotte tentatively spoke first:

"Your Majesty, what you wanted to talk to me about is…?" Lydia didn't answer, but silently
walked to Charlotte's side and sat alluringly on the bed.

Her snow-white neck, illuminated by the candlelight, flickered, creating a seductive
atmosphere. Charlotte was momentarily stunned, but quickly looked away, trying to
calm his racing heart.

At that moment, Lydia suddenly grasped Charlotte's hand and placed it on her lap. Charlotte looked over in surprise. A sorrowful, heart-wrenching expression

appeared on Lydia's beautiful face . 　　"Your Highness," 　　Lydia's lips uttered, her voice soft and tender, almost meltingly gentle. 　　It was a whisper, like waking a sleeping lover, filled with sweet and tender emotions. 　　Experiencing the touch of a woman for the first time, Charlotte couldn't help but waver slightly. 　　Although he was considered a future king with the potential to be wise and virtuous, due to his upbringing, Charlotte had almost no knowledge or immunity regarding matters of love and sex. 　　"Your Majesty...?" 　　"Your Highness, there are some rumors circulating lately, saying that the relationship between me and Your Highness is actually quite bad..." "Eh..." 　　Lydia's directness puzzled Charlotte. 　　No matter how precocious he was, he was still just a ten-year-old boy. 　　Normally, he could still be mindful of his status in front of his subjects, but in this intimate setting, one he had never experienced before, Charlotte was unable to think as calmly as usual. 　　Of course, Lydia wouldn't let this slip by so easily. 　　She leaned forward, taking Charlotte's arm in her embrace, and weaved words of sorrow into her voice. 　　"Your Highness has always been distant from me." "Th-how could such a thing be… ?" 　　"If it were truly as Your Highness says, and it were merely my overthinking… Indeed, Your Highness and I are not related by blood. However, from the day I arrived, I have always loved and cared for Your Highness as if you were my own son. Although I know I cannot replace the previous Queen, I have indeed made every effort to become worthy of the Empress." Lydia's clear eyes unconsciously moistened, and a few crystal tears slid down her cheeks. 　(This was the first time Charlotte had ever seen a woman cry so emotionally. 　　Coupled with the undeniable sincerity in Lydia's voice, Charlotte's heart began to waver .) 　　"Your Majesty, please don't cry. Just as you love me, I love you in the same way." "Is that really so?... Even if what you just said was a lie, I would still be very happy." "No , how could it be a lie?" 　　"Thank you, Charlotte..." 　　Lydia smiled through her tears with relief, and without realizing it, she had begun to naturally call the prince by his first name. 　　Surprisingly 　　, Charlotte didn't find this particularly offensive. Lydia's gentle tone evoked a familiar warmth in him. 　　At the same time, perhaps only temporarily, Charlotte's dislike for Lydia did indeed lessen somewhat. 　　"Charlotte... even if it's just for now, can I treat you as my own son?" Lydia said, looking at Charlotte with loving eyes. 　Under that gaze, Charlotte couldn't bring herself to refuse. 　　"Ah, of course..." 　　"Then, like a real child, hold me tight..." As she said this, Lydia's hands moved like water snakes behind Charlotte, almost enveloping his slender body in her arms. 　　At first, Charlotte was surprised and resisted a little, but he quickly became immersed in her delicate body. 　　The feathers on Lydia's chest tickled and felt very comfortable. 　　And through the thin clothing, the soft flesh of her breasts rippled through him like waves. Although he wanted to struggle , his body was like being submerged in the waves of pleasure, completely powerless. 　　Moreover, a fragrant scent seemed to emanate from Lydia's chest. With his face buried between her breasts, every breath Charlotte took filled his brain with that intoxicating fragrance. Not only was his body limp and unable to move, but his consciousness also became hazy. 　　(Ah...wow, this scent smells so good...) Charlotte's expression slowly became dazed , and Lydia, seeing Charlotte's change, smiled with satisfaction. 　　The scent emanating from her was a potent hypnotic fragrance. Of course, Charlotte was completely unaware of this . 　　Soon, the light in Charlotte's eyes vanished completely, and he became like a mindless puppet. 　Seeing that the time was right, Lydia leaned close to Charlotte's ear, kissing it whispering in a sticky voice: 　　"Hey...feels good, right? Bury your head deeper, take a few more deep breaths. Like being held in your mother's arms, it'll feel even better..." In his unconscious state, Charlotte could only obey Lydia's commands. 　　Recalling the scene of being held in his mother's arms as a child, Charlotte unconsciously found that image overlapping with Lydia . 　　"……Mother……"

A few tears inexplicably welled up in Charlotte's lifeless eyes.

Because of his princely status since birth, it could be said that Charlotte
had no . And after his mother's death, no matter the difficulties he faced, Charlotte
had never shown his weakness.

But now, with his entire heart exposed to Lydia, Charlotte's emotions erupted
like .

The Charlotte of today was no longer the calm and resolute prince, but simply an
ordinary boy who had forgotten power and status.

"What a good boy… You've always been lonely, haven't you? But it's alright now."
Lydia gently stroked Charlotte's hair with a loving expression.

The happiness brought by that tenderness, and the sense of security from being held by a woman, enveloped Charlotte.

Seeing Charlotte completely immersed in the comfortable pleasure, Lydia smiled alluringly.

"Hey, Charlotte. Just for now, and treat me like your own mother, okay?" Lydia
's coquettish whisper, under the influence of her suggestive fragrance, completely captivated Charlotte's unguarded heart.

Moreover, Charlotte's longing for maternal love, to some extent, fueled Lydia's power.

"Mother... Mother..."

Under Lydia's gentle guidance, Charlotte's lifelong yearning for his mother was projected
entirely onto Lydia herself.

"Hehehe, what an honest and adorable boy." Saying this, Lydia temporarily pulled
Charlotte away from her body, gently leaving a kiss on his face.

"Ah..."

The warm feeling Charlotte had almost forgotten coursed through his body.

Completely captivated by Lydia's beauty, he was utterly infatuated.

His guard faltered, and Lydia's allure poured into Charlotte's heart in one gulp
. All his strength to resist had long since vanished.

The thin fabric of her clothing clung to Lydia's stunningly beautiful figure, constantly arousing
his male instincts.

"Hehe, what are you staring at, Charlotte?"

"Ah...!"

Charlotte hurriedly averted his gaze from Lydia's breasts.

Her full breasts were tightly supported by the gorgeous dress, the slight protrusion at the front hinting at
Lydia state of being naked. The upper part of her breasts was boldly exposed, the deep cleavage seemingly possessing
the power to draw one in.

That lewd shape had already planted a base feeling in Charlotte's heart.

"Why is this happening... My heart is so hot, it feels like it's going to burst...
I've never felt this way before..." "Hehehe, Mom feels the same way." Lydia
said, placing one of Charlotte's hands on her chest.

"Ah!"

The first time he touched a woman's breast, Charlotte's face immediately turned red.

"Hehe, really," Charlotte's body is getting hot again. Could it be that it's the same here
...? Lydia smiled seductively, her silver-white glove gently brushing against
Charlotte .

"Ah, here...!"

"Oh, Charlotte's crotch, it's gotten so hard." "Ah! Haa..."

Lydia's fingers teased Charlotte's crotch through his pants, drawing circles. An
unimaginable sensation washed over Charlotte.

"Ah, no... being touched like this here... it feels weird..." "Hehehe, no, not at all.
Charlotte's a boy, doing this kind of thing is normal." "This feeling... normal?"

"Yes, yes. Could it be that Leila has never taught you?" "Leila? Why would she..."

"Oh, I knew it. Your Highness really knows nothing about sex...
I thought it would be fine with Leila around, but I guess I'll have to teach you myself." "Eh, what do you mean
...?"

In Charlotte's country, there have always been many rules for the royal family.

Although there are no explicit laws restricting bigamy, in order to prevent the monarch from becoming obsessed with sex and neglecting state affairs
, there has always been a conscious restriction on the harem.

Similarly, in this culture, princes before adulthood almost never receive any
sex education.

Seeing Charlotte's helpless expression, Lydia couldn't help but laugh.

"Your Highness will understand soon enough. It's a very... very happy thing." "A very... happy
thing?"

"Yes, yes. Once you try it, you'll be addicted. No matter how hard you try, you'll never
forget it. You'll be immersed in it 24 hours a day, unable to extricate yourself. How about it, want to try it?"
Lydia 's provocation was enough to arouse the boy's curiosity. Moreover, in Charlotte's current state,
he couldn't even think normally, let alone refuse.

Charlotte swallowed and nodded.

"Then, be a good boy and listen to your mother. Open your legs and don't move." Charlotte
obediently followed the instructions.

Lydia pulled his lower body clothing down to his thighs and very naturally reached her hand into Charlotte's underwear.

"Ah, this, this is!"

Seeing that his most private part was about to be directly touched by someone else, Charlotte finally began to
resist.

However, before that, Lydia's glove had already grasped his manhood.

"Ha...Gurgle!"

A sweet sensation surged through Charlotte like an electric current, draining all her strength.

"Hehehe, didn't I tell you not to move? Naughty boy who doesn't listen to his mother will be
punished " Lydia teased her for a while through the foreskin, then stuck out her long tongue, letting
a drop of saliva fall onto the glans.

A cold sensation washed over Charlotte, and a wave of shame washed over her.

Then, for some reason, his body began to feel hot, and his mouth and throat became dry and hoarse, rendering him speechless
.

Lydia, meanwhile, leisurely began to stroke Charlotte's genitals.

"Ugh... Ahh!"

The pleasure he was experiencing for the first time left Charlotte completely defenseless, only able to
endure the seemingly endless waves of pleasure.

Lydia's hands, slick with saliva, made lewd sounds. That sticky, devilish touch
seemed to penetrate Charlotte's nerves, relentlessly assaulting his brain.

Charlotte's genitals noticeably swelled even larger and became even harder.

Soon, Charlotte, whose sensitivity was at its peak, began to emit sounds that were neither groans nor
screams , but Lydia showed no sign of slowing down; instead,
a cold smile appeared on her face.

"Hehehe... What a cute little cock." It's gotten so big, what's inside...? "
The next instant after the [full text], Lydia gripped the tip of his penis with her thumb and forefinger, and slowly
slid it down.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Under the overwhelming pleasure, Charlotte's waist swayed. He let out a
particularly loud groan.

"Look... the glans is showing now. Hehehe, there's so much white smegma.
This is the most important part of a boy's body, you can't not clean it properly..." Suddenly, Lydia
lowered . With a soft "plop," she took Charlotte's penis, which she had just unbuckled, into her lips.

"Ah!?"

Another wave of unimaginable pleasure washed over him, and Charlotte's eyes widened. Then, uncontrollably
, his gaze was drawn to Lydia's lewd appearance.

Lydia was lying between his legs, her lips drawing in his penis while a
seductive . Her eyes, which seemed to draw people in, stared up at him, stimulating his primal
desires.

Within that adorable little mouth, a tongue, like that of a mollusk, expertly licked around the glans,
like a superior honey pot specifically created to extract from a man. Each touch seemed precisely calculated,
stimulating Charlotte's sensitive spots.

"Ugh... Ughhh!!"

Faced with irresistible pleasure, Charlotte could only whimper and clutch the sheets tightly.

The smegma clinging to the glans was licked away bit by bit, an incredible
stimulation—whether pain or pleasure—squeezing and squeezing through his entire body.

Lydia's mouth moved lasciviously, as if alive, manipulating Charlotte's virgin penis
at will .

At that moment, Charlotte felt something restless inside his body, about to surge out from his
genitals "Ahhh, I can't take it anymore! It's coming out, something's coming out!!"
His once stern expression was now distorted beyond recognition.

Charlotte's lower body trembled with gurgling sounds, and in the next instant, a large amount of white fluid
gushed from Lydia's mouth.

"Ugh, ugh!"

Lydia, trying to prevent the semen from leaking out, slowly pulled her mouth away from Charlotte and lifted her head.

A few drops of white, sticky fluid clung to her moist lips, dripping down the corners of her mouth, making her look particularly lewd.

Lydia swallowed the semen in her mouth with a look of deliciousness. She then wiped the
semen off her face into her mouth with her fingers. Finally, just like before, she sucked
her fingers clean before pulling them out of her mouth with a "plop.

" "Haa, haa..."

Charlotte seemed completely unable to comprehend what had just happened, panting weakly as he
stared blankly at Lydia's lewd actions.

"Hehehe... It felt good, didn't it? That just now, it's called 'orgasm'." "Orgasm...?"

"That's right. When a boy orgasms, a lot of white stuff comes out like just now.
Then, his mind goes completely blank with pleasure, and his body feels like it's floating in the sky. Right,
Charlotte..." "Yes... just like Mother said."

"Hehe." Honesty is a good thing. Come on, let's clean your little brother properly now."
Lydia smiled charmingly and grasped Charlotte's drooping genitals after he had just ejaculated.

Then, as if deliberately letting him watch, she licked the remaining semen in a lewd manner.

Watching her alluring appearance, Charlotte's heart pounded violently once again.

"Oh dear, what's wrong? I just wanted to clean it up, why is Charlotte's
hard again? You're such a lecherous boy..." "I...I'm sorry..."

"Hehehe, it's alright. Just tonight, let Mom take good care of you, but next time
you'll have to handle it yourself." Lydia smiled and made a ring with her fingers, teasing Charlotte's
erect penis again.

"Ah...Gurgle!"

"Oh dear, don't look anywhere else, keep your eyes on Mom." "I'm sorry...
Ahhhhh!"

Charlotte's uncontrollable moans escaped his lips. Lydia reached out with her other hand and grasped Charlotte's glans, rhythmically vibrating it

in sync with the movement of the shaft . 　　"Ahhh...No, no...It's coming again!" But just then, without warning, Lydia suddenly gripped the base of Charlotte's penis tightly. 　　"Ugh!" 　　"Not yet, Charlotte." 　　"W-why...?" 　　"Charlotte, listen up. It's very embarrassing for a boy to ejaculate too quickly . As Charlotte's mother, I don't want to see Charlotte grow up to be that kind of pitiful premature ejaculation man ." "But, what should I do..." 　　"Honestly, you're such a helpless child." "Let me train you properly then." With that, Lydia...

She untied the red silk ribbon that bound her hair and tied it tightly around the base of Charlotte's genitals.

"Ugh!?"

"Let's learn a little about how to endure like this...!" Lydia
chuckled , then, as if deliberately trying to make him anxious, began to remove her outer garments one by one.

Beneath the elegant and luxurious dress was a seductive black lace bra, clinging tightly to Lydia's dazzlingly beautiful and
alluring body.

Charlotte's gaze was fixed on her body, all the blood rushing to his groin.

"Hehehe, how is it?"

"Mother, you are very beautiful..."

Charlotte looked back and forth between Lydia's breasts and private parts, greedily
ogling her as if trying to pierce through her bra. His face had completely lost its former wisdom and intelligence; instead, the Charlotte
here was nothing more than an animal in heat.

Lydia bent forward as if emphasizing her alluring breasts and valley, gently stroking Charlotte
's cheek.

"Hey, Charlotte. Do you want to keep looking at Mommy's body?" Charlotte stared intently at
Lydia.

"Y-yes! I want more!" "

...But unfortunately, that's enough for today..." "Eh!"

Charlotte looked at Lydia with pleading eyes, his face full of reluctance.

(Hehehe... Ah, what a wonderful expression. Disgraceful, servile, just like any other
stupid man. No matter how smart he is, he's still just a man.
Once captivated by a woman's charm, he's nothing more than a male dog...) Enjoying his pained expression, Lydia
smiled satisfaction.

"Looks like you're about to reach your limit, so let me make you ejaculate now. Come on,
look at Mommy's face a little longer, get even more aroused!" "Lydia said this, her hands, which had been caressing Charlotte's genitals
, began to stroke him intensely at the fastest speed she had ever used.

"Ah, gurgle... ahhh!"

Charlotte groaned incessantly, as if he were about to faint.

Lydia's alluring body had completely dominated his vision, and his mind was filled with the desire to submit to her
completely .

Soon, Charlotte's lower body became as hot as when he first ejaculated.

But his base was still bound by the silk rope, preventing him from ejaculating. He could only tremble in the air, jumping up and down.

The whole process repeated itself again and again, and Charlotte soon felt as if he were melting.
Reason, consciousness, knowledge, and memory in his mind were erased by the color of pleasure, leaving only the thought of ejaculation swirling in
his mind .

"Ah, I'm going to... I'm going to come...!"

"Hehe, what a shameless child.
Come maybe I'll untie you and let you ejaculate..." "Ahhhhhh!
Mother, please... I want to ejaculate, please let me ejaculate!!!" "
Hahaha ...! What a shameless child! How could you say such a thing!" "I'm sorry.
But... Ahhhhhh! I really can't, I can't anymore!! Mother... please... I'll
do anything!! Please let me ejaculate!!!" Charlotte pleaded incessantly, drool dripping
from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes were unfocused, staring blankly into the air, large beads of
sweat forming on his forehead.

Seeing Charlotte completely out of his mind, Lydia smiled knowingly once again.

"Hehehe, you're such a helpless child... Charlotte, remember this feeling well. The pleasure of ascending to heaven under
my hands, I'll make sure you never forget it, it'll be etched into your very bones...!!!"
Lydia untied the silk rope in one breath, and then lightly flicked 　　Charlotte's testicles. At the same time, her other hand increased the speed 　　of stroking the rod. " 　　Ahhh, ahh 　　... 　　"Oh, that's wonderful... Your Highness, from now on, when we're alone, please remember to call me Mother, okay? This is a secret between the two of us, so please don't let anyone else know." 　　" ...Yes, Mother..." 　As Charlotte obediently nodded, Lydia smiled and pulled a small . 　　The bottle was filled with some kind of purple liquid. 　　Lydia opened the cap and gently inhaled the pleasant aroma emanating from it. 　　Then she put the liquid in her mouth, cupped Charlotte's chin with both hands, and opened his mouth . 　　Then, Lydia kissed Charlotte very naturally. 　　"Mmm..." 　　Their lips met. 　　Having no kissing experience, Charlotte quickly lost the ability to resist and could only let the other pour the strange solution mixed with saliva down his throat. 　　Lydia's tongue skillfully invaded Charlotte's mouth, manipulating . She made him swallow the medicine she fed him, mouthful by mouthful. 　　Unconsciously, the sweet taste spread throughout Charlotte's mouth. 　　Guided by Lydia's tongue, he quickly swallowed the entire solution. 　At that moment, in his ear, Lydia whispered, but as if trying to penetrate Charlotte's mind , "Charlotte, stare carefully at your mother's face." 　　His consciousness was already completely hazy; he had neither the strength nor the will to resist Lydia.

Charlotte could only obey Lydia's orders, gazing up at her beautiful face.

Soon, he noticed a desire welling up within him.

It wasn't merely the lust of a man for a beautiful woman.

It also contained a pure,
heartfelt began to swell uncontrollably.

The more he looked at Lydia's face, the more uncontrollable his fluttering infatuation became.

His heart pounded faster, his chest ached slightly, and his face flushed crimson with
each glance , his gaze fixed on her.

This intense love, unlike anything he had ever felt before, left Charlotte momentarily flustered.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Lydia knew the drug was taking effect, and her smile gained an extra
touch of allure .

"Hmm... Charlotte, how do you feel now?" "Ugh... Just looking at my mother,
I feel something indescribable in my chest, like I'm holding my breath... What's going on..." "
Hehehe , hahahaha... That's because of the drug you just drank, it's a love potion." "A love potion!?"

"Yes. If someone of the opposite sex gives you this drug, and then you keep staring at that person for a while, you
'll become hopelessly in love and lust for that person. From then on, that person's thoughts will always be
on your mind and won't leave. And then, just seeing that person
will make you unable to suppress the heat in your body, and your legs will automatically get hard. And compared to anything else
, that person will become the most important person to you..." "This, this kind of thing... How is that
possible?"

"Hehehe, it's possible. Because I'm a witch..." "A witch!?"

Hearing this overly dangerous word, Charlotte's mind finally calmed down a little.

He had investigated Lydia's background to some extent.

At that time, a report suspected that Lydia was not actually the daughter of the famous family recorded in the records,
but that her true identity was actually a witch.

However, in this country where magic was almost treated as superstition, witches were simply absurd.

So at that time, Charlotte didn't take that report to heart at all.

"That's right, I am a real witch. Among witches, those who are good at black magic,
or those who can summon a lot of monsters, have all been killed in witch hunts. That's why
there are no records in history. But I am not like those fools. After all, as long as I control
the ruler , I can easily dominate the world..." "This kind of thing...!"

"Hehehe, you still want to resist at this point? It's too late!" Lydia
straddled Charlotte like a horse, her alluring body pressing firmly against Charlotte's body.

Just as Charlotte was about to resist, a single glance at Lydia's body—just
a glance—and all the hostility in Charlotte's heart vanished in an instant. In its place, a
deep and abiding spread through his chest.

Even though he knew she was an evil witch, his enemy, Charlotte couldn't suppress his
feelings.

He wanted to be more captivated by Lydia;

he wanted to be more mesmerized by her;

he wanted to submit to his enemy, to become Lydia's devoted love slave.

A mixture of emotions and humiliation surged into his head, but no matter how humiliating it was, no matter
how much reason warned him, he couldn't resist his love for Lydia.

"Hahaha! That's wonderful! That expression! Now you finally understand how pathetic you are—that regretful yet
irresistible expression! ...Hahaha, just looking at you makes me so excited! If only your father
were as obedient as you, we could conquer this country even faster..." "As expected,
it was you who...!"

"Hehe, guess what you want... Come on, let's not waste time on idle chatter. Now, let's
officially turn Your Highness into my adorable puppet doll...!" As she said this, Lydia's eyes shone with an
eerie light.

Lost in the love in his heart, Charlotte, completely unable to resist her, quickly became mesmerized by Lydia's eyes,
her dazed expression, as if under hypnosis, captivated by her crimson pupils.

"Charlos, listen carefully. Everything that happened today is etched into your body,
and you will never forget it. However, only the matter of drinking the sleeping potion will disappear from your memory, and you will never
remember it again." "Yes..."

"Charlos will still maintain his princely identity in normal times, but he will become easily aroused, and his body will
easily become hot. At that time, just like what I did today, make yourself feel good.
However, when you masturbate, only my image will appear in your mind. Remember well, if you don't think of me when
you masturbate, you will never be able to ejaculate..." "...Yes..."

Charlos looked into Lydia's eyes, staring at her as if trying to etch her image into his mind. And just
like that, Charlos's lower body tragically ejaculated again.

"Hehehe... I like smart children. Come on, your body must be tired.
Sleep well tonight." Lydia lovingly closed Charlos's eyes, made him lie down, and then covered him with a blanket.

"...From today onwards, I'll make you increasingly lustful, growing into a man completely consumed by carnal desire
. You'll be unable to think of anything but sex, slowly turning you into a body that can't live without me."
Lydia licked her lips and smiled coldly.

She clapped her hands, summoning the twin maids from earlier into the bedroom. The two girls
bowed respectfully to Lydia in identical movements.

Then, without Lydia saying a word, one began cleaning Lydia's body and helping her dress;
the other skillfully began tidying up the stains in the room.

"Aina."

"Yes."

The girl with the ponytail, who was cleaning the bedside, stopped what she was doing and replied,

"You stay here and take good care of His Highness."

"Yes."

"Although he has already planted desire for me in His Highness's heart tonight, his deep-seated
hostility towards me has probably not completely disappeared. You must constantly arouse his desire, making him completely forget his desire
for revenge ." "I understand,"

the girl with the ponytail replied calmly.

Opposite her, another short-haired maid puffed out her cheeks in a cute manner.

"Oh, Mana, is there anything you want to say?"

"Lady Lydia, it's too biased to only have Aina! Mana also wants to be with His Highness!"
"You have other work to do now, but when the time is right, I will naturally hand the prince over to you." "Really?"

Lydia nodded, and Mana laughed happily, waving her arms and legs.

"I understand! Aina, until then, I'll leave His Highness's training to you!" "Hmm,"

Aina replied with a blank expression, a stark contrast to the cheerful and lively Mana.

"Alright, let's go, Mana. Let's head back now before the prince's men notice."
"Yes, Lady Lydia,"

Mana waved goodbye to Aina and followed Lydia out.

Lydia's face
lit up with .

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