The Enchanting Queen

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Midnight, a quiet room in the deep palace.
A young man lay on his bed, gazing thoughtfully ahead.
The flickering candlelight illuminated his handsome face:
though a trace of childishness remained, a regal aura already emanated from him.
This young man was none other than Prince Charlotte, the next heir to the throne.
Despite being only recently of age, 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, recently, the forced seizure of land from farmers around the capital has become increasingly frequent. According to our investigation, this is all the work of the Queen's cronies," a woman knelt on one knee, calmly stating her report.
With a handsome face and a well-proportioned figure, she wore 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 assisted Prince Charlotte 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 personally after reaching adulthood.
Therefore, Charlotte had no choice but to silently accept the regency of the prime minister and the queen.
Rumors that the late king's death was actually a poisoning by the queen's faction had already spread throughout the city.
However, without concrete evidence, the truth remained hidden in the shadows.
Although Charlotte desperately wanted to thoroughly investigate this matter immediately.
However, in the current situation, the prime minister has long been won over by the queen's faction, and the queen has essentially completely manipulated state affairs at her whim.
Therefore, Charlotte must first find a way to reclaim his power, secretly recruiting those still loyal to the royal family.
One of them is Leila, the captain of the palace guard.
The palace guard, simply put, is a long-established special force dedicated to guarding the palace and harem. Because they frequently move within the harem, all members are women.
Although their numbers are overwhelmingly smaller than the regular army, they are all elites among elites. Moreover, as the guard closest to the royal family, they have exceptionally frequent contact with the royal clan.
Therefore, Leila can contact Prince Charlotte at any time without fear of being discovered by outsiders.
Prince Charlotte, whose every move is monitored by the queen's faction, obtains intelligence from the outside world through Leila in this way.
"The judiciary is also under the control of the Queen's faction. All the appeals regarding the land expropriation case I just mentioned have been suppressed." "Hmph, what do they take the people for! How can we entrust the country to such people after they've been causing such chaos!" Charlotte slammed her fist on the table beside her in fury.
In contrast to Charlotte's uncontrollable rage, 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 must 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 restrain yourself." "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." Charlotte said this calmly, lost in thought.
Looking at the pensive Charlotte, Leila couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.
She had known Charlotte since she was very young.
Back then, Charlotte was just a child, often following Leila around and calling her "Sister Leila."
At that time, Charlotte was very honest and always lived with kindness towards those around him.
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 the 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 step aside. Is there anything inconvenient about me wanting to see the Prince?" As soon as she finished speaking, the palace door was pushed open. A stunningly beautiful woman in luxurious attire entered, followed by two maids.
Behind them were palace servants with troubled expressions.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Highness. Oh dear~ Miss Leila, the captain of the Royal Guard, is here too. What a surprise to run into her here!" Queen Lydia said with a smile, walking towards Charlotte.
Her emerald-green, semi-transparent silk dress cascaded to the ground, subtly revealing her exquisite figure.
Her exposed breasts and back were as white as snow, every inch of skin exuding a refined, wanton aura.
Her hands wore long white gloves reaching her wrists, and white feathers adorned her chest, highlighting her noble bearing.
A wanton woman and a noblewoman. Two completely opposite feelings were perfectly combined in Queen Lydia.
The Queen slowly walked to Charlotte's side, a gentle smile always on her delicate face.
That smile was so alluring that it could stop a person's heart from beating.
Leila, feeling helpless, could only step aside with a troubled expression.
She was a staunch supporter of the Crown Prince, a fact already known to the Empress's faction through the rest of the guard.
"Captain Leila~ It's so late, yet you're still serving as His Highness's guard. It must be tiring. But, even if it's just the Regent's Palace, staying alone with His Highness in the palace late at night… Hehehe~ It's almost like you're secretly gossiping about someone behind their back. I have some suspicions~" "Absolutely not, Your Majesty, you're overthinking it." "
Hehe, that's hard to say~~"
Lydia smiled sarcastically, looking at Leila 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 palace. Is there a problem with that?" "Of course not, there's no problem at all. I was just worried that His Highness was overworking himself." "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 chamber.
Charlotte, watching Lydia's smile, secretly pondered her intentions.
(This vixen, what is she up to at a time like this…?) Queen Lydia was the late king's second wife, and not related to Charlotte by blood.
Therefore, Charlotte never addressed her as "Mother," always maintaining a distance by calling her "Your Majesty the Queen."
This was partly due to power struggles; but more importantly, Charlotte herself deeply disliked Lydia.
This was because Lydia had replaced his biological mother to ascend to the throne.
The former queen was a kind-hearted, elegant, and warm woman, like the sun.
For the young Charlotte, she was an irreplaceable mother.
Therefore, when she left this world, Charlotte's grief was unimaginable.
Lydia, who later replaced her as the late king's second queen, was a bewitching and alluring woman.
Then rumors spread that she was secretly cultivating relationships with the powerful ministers around the late king, gradually eroding the kingdom's power.
In Charlotte's mind, Lydia's allure and political maneuvering were 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 was very worried, so I came specifically to visit you. Is that not allowed?" "If that's the case, please rest assured. His illness was just a slight discomfort; he's 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 when you're 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 are also too dependent on you. At least during your convalescence, they should be under Your Highness's care." "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 too hard. 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 identical, but their appearances were also exactly the same; the two maids were twins.
Both were exceptionally beautiful young women. 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 quiet and serene.
"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 must listen to your mother." Charlotte had already become wary of Lydia's words.
(Hmph, all that sweet talk, but all I'm trying to do is plant spies around me... How shameless!) "Don't trouble Your Majesty with your health matters. The current palace maids are sufficient." "Oh dear, they're not ordinary palace maids, they're exceptionally 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 have a little private talk with His Highness." "Yes."
"Yes."
The twin maids bowed respectfully and retreated from the room with identical steps.
After closing the door, only Charlotte and Lydia remained.
This situation had never occurred before, and it was something Charlotte hadn't anticipated at all.
Unsure of what the other was planning, Charlotte tentatively asked,
"Your Majesty, what did you want to talk to me about...?" Lydia didn't answer, but silently walked to Charlotte's side and sat seductively on the bed.
Her back and neck, as white as fresh snow, flickered in the candlelight, creating an alluring atmosphere. Charlotte was momentarily stunned, then quickly averted her gaze, trying to calm her racing heart.
Just then, 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,"
came the soft, tender voice from Lydia's lips.
It was a sweet, loving whisper, like waking a sleeping lover.
Experiencing the touch of a woman for the first time, Charlotte wavered slightly.
Although he was considered a future king with the potential for greatness, his upbringing had left him with almost no knowledge or understanding of matters of the heart.
"Your Majesty...?"
"Your Highness, there have been some rumors circulating lately, saying that the relationship between you and me is actually quite bad..." "Eh..."
Lydia's straightforward attitude puzzled Charlotte.
No matter how precocious he was, he was still just a ten-year-old boy.
He could usually be mindful of his status in front of his subjects, but in this completely unfamiliar environment of close intimacy, Charlotte couldn't think as calmly as usual.
Of course, Lydia wouldn't let this weakness of Charlotte's slip go unnoticed.
Lydia leaned forward, taking Charlotte's arm in her embrace, weaving words with a sorrowful expression.
"Your Highness has always been distant from me." "Th-how could such a thing be..."
"If it's truly as Your Highness says, and I'm overthinking things... Indeed, Your Highness and I are not related by blood. But since the day I arrived, I've always loved and cared for you as if you were my own son. Although I know I cannot replace the previous Queen, I have indeed made countless efforts 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 return." "Is that really so?... Even if what you just said was a lie, I would still be 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 awakened a familiar warmth in his heart.
And at the same time, perhaps only temporarily, Charlotte's dislike for Lydia did indeed lessen somewhat.
"Charlotte... even if it's just for now, may I treat you as my own son?" Lydia said, looking at Charlotte with loving eyes.
Looking into that gaze, Charlotte couldn't bring himself to refuse.
"Ah, of course..."
"Then, please hold me tight like a real child..." As she said this, Lydia's hands moved like water snakes behind Charlotte, almost enveloping his slender body in her arms.
Charlotte was initially surprised and resisted a little, but soon he was 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 breasts. 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 while whispering in a sticky voice:
"Hey~~ feels good, right? Bury your head a little deeper, take a few more deep breaths. Like being held in your mother's arms, it'll feel so comforting. That will make it even more comfortable~~" 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's.
"...Mother..."
A few tears inexplicably welled up in Charlotte's lifeless eyes.
Because he had carried the burden of being a prince since childhood, it could be said that Charlotte had no one to confide in except his mother. And after his mother's death, no matter what difficulties he faced, Charlotte had never shown his weakness.
But now, with his heart completely exposed to Lydia's allure, Charlotte's emotions erupted like a burst dam.
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's expression completely immersed in pleasurable sensations, Lydia smiled alluringly.
"Hey, Charlotte. Just for now, and treat me like your own mother, okay?" Lydia's coquettish whisper, amplified by the alluring scent, completely captivated Charlotte's unsuspecting heart.
His longing for maternal love, to some extent, fueled Lydia's power.
"Mother... Mother..."
Guided by Lydia's gentle voice, Charlotte's lifelong yearning for his mother was projected entirely onto Lydia.
"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 warmth Charlotte had almost forgotten coursed through his body.
Completely mesmerized by Lydia's beauty, he was utterly captivated.
His defenses crumbled, and Lydia's allure poured into Charlotte's heart. All his strength was gone.
The thin fabric of her clothing clung to Lydia's stunningly beautiful figure, constantly arousing male instincts.
"Hehe, what are you staring at, Charlotte?"
"Ugh...!"
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's current 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!"
Charlotte's face immediately turned red as he touched a woman's breast for the first time.
"Hehe, really~ Charlotte, your body's getting hot again. Could it be here too~?" Lydia smiled seductively, her silver-white glove gently brushing against Charlotte's crotch like a feather.
"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, 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... Guh!"
The sweet stimulation surged like an electric current, draining all of Charlotte's strength.
"Hehehe, didn't I tell you not to move? Naughty boy who doesn't listen to his mother will be punished~" Lydia teased for a while through the foreskin, saying this. Then she stuck out her long tongue and let a drop of saliva fall onto the glans.
A cold sensation came, and Charlotte's shame surged up all at once.
Then, for some reason, his body began to heat up, and his mouth and throat became dry and he couldn't speak.
And Lydia just like that, leisurely began to move up and down Charlotte's genitals.
"Ugh... Ahh!"
The pleasure he was experiencing for the first time since birth left Charlotte completely powerless to resist, and he could only endure the seemingly endless pleasure.
Lydia's hands, mixed with saliva, made lewd sounds. And that sticky, devilish touch seemed to pass through Charlotte's nerves, constantly striking Charlotte's brain.
Charlotte's genitals visibly swelled and hardened.
Soon, Charlotte, whose sensitivity was at its peak, began to emit sounds that were hard to decipher—a moan or a scream. Lydia, however, showed no sign of slowing down; instead, a cold smile appeared on her face.
"Hehehe...what a cute little penis~ It's gotten so big, what's inside~~?" The next instant after speaking, Lydia gripped the tip of his penis with her thumb and forefinger and slowly slid it down.
"Ughhhhh!"
Under the overwhelming pleasure, Charlotte's waist arched. He let out a particularly loud moan.
"Look~~the glans is showing now. Hehehe, there's so much white smegma accumulated. This is a boy's most important place, you can't not clean it properly~~~" Suddenly, Lydia lowered her head. With a soft "plop," she took Charlotte's newly foreskin-removed penis 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 straddling his legs, her lips drawing in his penis while a seductive smile played on her lips. Her eyes, seemingly capable of sucking a man in, stared up at him, stimulating his primal desires.
And in that cute little mouth, her tongue, like that of a mollusk, expertly licked around the glans, like a superior honey pot specifically designed to extract from a man; each touch seemed precisely calculated, stimulating Charlotte's sensitive spots.
"Ugh... Ughhh!!"
Faced with the irresistible pleasure, Charlotte could only whimper and clutch the sheets tightly.
The smegma clinging to the glans was licked away bit by bit; the incredible stimulation, a sensation that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure, seemed to be squeezing and squeezing through his entire body.
Lydia's mouth writhed lasciviously, as if alive, manipulating Charlotte's virgin penis at will with her tongue.
At that moment, Charlotte felt something restless within his body, about to surge forth—"Ahhh, I can't take it anymore! It's coming out, something's coming out—!!" His once stern expression was now contorted beyond recognition. Charlotte
's genitals trembled with gurgling sounds, and in the next instant, a large amount of white fluid gushed from Lydia's mouth. "Ugh,
ugh!"
Lydia, careful 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 delicious satisfaction. She even shoved the semen that smeared on her face into her mouth with her fingers. Finally, just like the oral sex he'd just had, he sucked his fingers clean, then with a soft "plop," pulled them out of his mouth.
"Haa, haa..."
Charlotte seemed completely bewildered by what had just happened, panting weakly as he stared blankly at Lydia's lewd actions.
"Hehehe... It felt good, didn't it? That's called an 'orgasm'." "An 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 coquettishly, grasping Charlotte's drooping genitals after his ejaculation.
Then, as if deliberately letting him watch, she licked the remaining semen with a lewd gesture.
Seeing her alluring appearance, Charlotte's heart pounded violently once again.
"Oh dear, what's wrong? I just wanted to clean it up, so why is Charlotte's getting hard again? You're such a lecherous boy~" "I...I'm sorry..."
"Hehehe, it's okay. Just for 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!"
"Ah, 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.
"Ah... no, no... it's going to come again!" But just then, without warning, Lydia suddenly gripped the base of Charlotte's penis tightly.
"Ugh!"
"Not yet, Charlotte~"
"W-Why...?"
"Charlotte, listen carefully. 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 Mommy train you properly." With that, Lydia untied the red silk ribbon that tied her hair and tied it tightly around the base of Charlotte's genitals.
"Ugh!?"
"Like this, let's learn how to hold back a little~~!" Looking at Charlotte's expression, Lydia chuckled lightly, and then, as if deliberately trying to make him anxious, began to take off her outer clothes one by one.
Underneath the noble and luxurious dress was a seductive black lace bra, clinging tightly to Lydia's perfect, dazzling, and alluring body.
Charlotte's gaze was as if it were nailed to her body, and all the blood in his body rushed to his groin.
"Hehehe, how is it?"
"Mother, you are very beautiful..."
Charlotte looked back and forth between Lydia's breasts and private parts, as if she wanted to pierce through her underwear with her gaze, greedily staring at Lydia. There was no trace of his former wisdom and intelligence on his face. On the contrary, Charlotte here was just an animal in heat.
Lydia bent forward as if to emphasize 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's beautiful breasts.
"Y-yes! I want more!"
"...But I'm sorry, it's time to stop for today~~" "Eh—!"
Charlotte looked at Lydia with pleading eyes, reluctant to let go.
(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 allure, he's nothing more than a male dog~~) Enjoying his pained expression, Lydia smiled with satisfaction.
"Looks like you're about to reach your limit, so let me make you ejaculate now. Come on, look at Mommy more, get more aroused~!" Lydia said, her hands, which had been caressing Charlotte's genitals, began to stroke him intensely at the fastest speed she'd ever used.
"Ah, gurgle... Ahhh!"
Charlotte groaned as if he were about to faint.
Lydia's seductive body 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 ejaculated for the first time.
But the base was still bound by the silk rope, preventing him from ejaculating. He could only tremble in the air, bobbing up and down.
The process repeated itself again and again, and Charlotte quickly became as if she were melting. Reason, consciousness, knowledge, and memory were erased by the color of pleasure, leaving only the thought of ejaculation swirling in her mind.
"Ahhh, I'm...I'm going to come...!"
"Hehe, what a shameless child. Come on, make more and more embarrassing sounds, and 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...ahhhhh! I really can't, I can't anymore!! Mother...please...I'll do anything!! Please let me ejaculate!!!" Charlotte pleaded incessantly, saliva drooling uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth.
His eyes, unfocused and vacant, stared blankly into the air, large beads of sweat beading on his forehead.
Seeing Charlotte's completely dazed state, Lydia smiled knowingly once more.
"Hehehe, what 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, forever etched into your bones~~~!!!" Lydia untied the silken rope in one swift motion, then lightly flicked Charlotte
's testicles. At the same time, her other hand increased the speed
of stroking the rod.
"Ahhh, ahh ...
He could only gasp for breath, his mind blank as he stared at the ceiling.
...
"Oh ho ho, that's wonderful... Your Highness, from now on, when no one is around, 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..."
Seeing Charlotte obediently nod, Lydia smiled and pulled out a small medicine bottle from somewhere.
The bottle was filled with some kind of purple liquid.
Lydia opened the cap and gently smelled the pleasant fragrance emanating from the bottle.
Then she put the medicine 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 it as if it were coiled up. 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.
Just then, 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 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 love—a desire to protect her, a desire to obey her every command—that 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, hahaha~~ 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 lingering in your heart and mind, and they won't leave no matter what. 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 existence 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 the 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 of the country like this, I can easily rule 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 love for Lydia 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 it 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 with these idle chatter. Now, let's officially turn Your Highness into my adorable puppet~~!" As she said this, Lydia's eyes shone with an eerie light.
Completely captivated by the love in his heart, Charlotte, utterly unable to resist her, quickly became mesmerized by Lydia's eyes, her dazed expression, as if under hypnosis, lost in 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, turning you into a man completely consumed by carnal desire. You'll be unable to think of anything but sex, slowly transforming 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 gestures.
Then, without Lydia speaking, one began cleaning Lydia's body and helping her dress; the other skillfully tidied the room.
"Aina."
"Yes,"
the ponytail-wearing girl, who was cleaning the bedside, stopped her work and replied.
"You'll stay here and take good care of His Highness the Prince."
"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 ponytail-wearing girl replied calmly.
Opposite her, the other short-haired maid puffed out her cheeks in a cute manner.
"Oh, Mana, is there anything you want to say?"
"Lady Lydia, it's so unfair to only give Aina! Mana wants to be with the Prince too!" "You have other work to do right now, but I'll naturally hand the Prince over to you when the time is right." "Really?"
Lydia nodded, while Mana laughed and danced with joy.
"I understand! Aina, I'm entrusting the Prince's training to you until then~!" "Mm,"
Aina replied with a blank expression, a stark contrast to the cheerful and lively Mana.
"Alright, let's go, Mana. Let's go back now before the Crown Prince's men notice." "Yes, Lady Lydia."
After Mana waved goodbye to Aina, she followed Lydia out.
Lydia's face lit up with a lewd smile as she imagined the dramatic change the prince would display before the court.

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