Eugene Night

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A sudden night breeze stirred, and the country castle, where people were sound asleep, lit torches and opened its gates. A slight commotion roused the sound of footsteps from the stables. The female knights, half-asleep and rushed out in a hurry, hurried to the city gate without even having time to put on their gear. The number of guards on night duty was insufficient to control the drawbridge mechanism. Only when the female knights, still wearing shirts and underwear and with disheveled hair, arrived did everyone work together to lower the drawbridge for their returning masters.

The jarring noise from the old machinery reached the fortress not far from the city gate. The maids, preparing for bed, quickly split into two teams. One team lit all the candles and oil lamps in the city, illuminating the fortress that had been asleep just moments before. The other team roused Her Majesty the Queen and swiftly assisted her with washing, makeup, and dressing. The fortress was not large, and the lighting team completed their task faster than the washing team. Led by the head maid, the four maids changed and took their positions at the gate.

At that moment, the castle lord, riding a thin horse and with his head covered by a dark green hood, entered the city.

"Welcome!"

Led by Princess Christina, Queen Cecil's beloved daughter, a group of seven female knights, along with two female guards on night duty—a total of ten young and strong women, dressed only in light clothing or undergarments—lined up in two rows at the city gate. Twenty-year-old Christina led her group, their powerful strides creating a resounding thud as they bowed in perfect unison to their approaching mistress.

"Christina Eugene Terry! With royal honor and knightly loyalty, I offer to my lord... ugh!"

In the firelight, Christina was strong and beautiful. Her golden hair inherited from her mother and her beautiful blue eyes combined to create a unique royal majesty. This majesty was about to be displayed with a strong and powerful voice, a confidently raised shirt, large breasts, and exposed, firm abs. But then, the object of her blue eyes' gaze—her master—suddenly reached out to her, inserted her dirty index and middle fingers into her nostrils, and lifted her up. This forced Christina, who was speaking earnestly, to raise her chin and spread her legs weakly, turning her into a vulgar bowing posture with her head tilted back and legs spread wide.

*Sizzle, gurgle—*

"Ugh...ugh...!"

The lingering weariness in her body was forcefully dispelled by the two fingers that had been inserted into her nostrils and then used for a bit of picking, replaced by male pheromones that instantly brought her body back to its senses. The combination of the male body odor she inhaled and the vulgar act of picking her nose caused Christina's mind to go blank for a moment, followed by a reflexive shudder and a rapid increase in body temperature. Her thin, sheer shirt revealed her engorged areolas and small, bean-shaped nipples.

The female knights and guards present, witnessing this absurd scene, felt only hostility towards their "master" for the very first moment. In that instant, they couldn't even clench their fists or furrow their brows; a thousand emotions transformed into an uncontrollable excitement, causing their heads to tingle and their enormous breasts, no less impressive than the princess's, to salute their mistress with their various erect nipples.

Without needing their mistress's words, and ignoring the princess's frog-like posture of bending over and croaking, the nipple-erect female soldiers immediately began their customary welcoming gesture.

"Sora, the Big-Breasted Flute Squad of the Eugens Royal Family! It is an honor to serve my master!" *

Ping!*

As the burly female knight named Sora bowed with impeccable precision, her enormous breasts, nearly bursting through her thin white bra, swayed violently, her already swollen, large nipples trembling once more with the word "sow." She led forward two of the most muscular and voluptuous female knights; all three were tall beauties, possessing both beauty and strength, truly the cream of the crop. However, they didn't even glance at the person they were bowing to, instead continuing to probe the princess with their fingers, who was trembling and emitting lewd moans of "Ooh! Ooh!" But it didn't matter; the well-trained Sora and her companions continued their actions.

The muscular beauty Sora knelt before the princess, whose juices were beginning to drip from her crotch. Her serious face, flushed with a blush, was fixed on her master's pungent lower body. She deftly unzipped his trousers, the first pungent smell of urine soaking the cotton filling the air, making her eyes widen and let out a gasp. Then, maintaining her dazed expression with her eyes rolled upwards, she continued to gently but firmly pull out his engorged, throbbing penis.

The thick shaft, the bulging veins, the immense satisfaction filling her palm—even though the wet, dark foreskin of this thick phallus emitted a foul odor, Sora, her eyes sparkling with love, automatically interpreted it as an overflowing masculinity. As she opened her moist lips, preparing to take the foul-smelling penis into her mouth, her master slurped out his finger, which was covered in Wang's boogers, and smeared it on Christina's face, who was still in a frog-like position. As he did so, he frowned at Sora, who was in heat.

"Hey, you mother gorilla! Your face is so disgusting, squat down a bit!"

"Y-yes..."

Sora, whose tongue was already sticking out and was only two centimeters away from the dark foreskin filled with the smell of urine, had no choice but to change from a squatting position to a kneeling position and lower her body to please her master's testicles. As she sucked and licked his two stinky testicles with her wet, lewd mouth, Christina, whose right cheek was covered in her own snot and whose left cheek had been lightly slapped by her master, snapped back to reality. She was then kissed by an ugly, balding middle-aged face. Because her master's appearance and expression were so lewd, Christina felt a chill run down her spine the moment those oily lips touched hers.

"Pfft! Pfft! Mmm-pfft! Mmm, mmm…!"

Hiss, hiss—smack!

"...Oh!"

Although her head immediately felt light and airy, making Christina happy to kiss the middle-aged man in front of her intimately, goosebumps still lingered on her arms, which her master, who was licking and kissing her with his smooth, hot lips, thoroughly enjoyed touching. Then, he slapped her firm, pert buttocks.

This sow, unable to resist her master, must have remembered her proud royal status in that instant, and thus felt a surge of fear and resentment—but that unease was instantly soothed by the hypnotic magic imprinted within her.

Indeed.

"Hiss! Hiss! Chirp, chirp! Chirp! Hiss!"

She was Princess Christina, the rising star of the Eugens Kingdom, beloved by her people.

"Hmm... Chirp, chirp... Sizzle

! ... She would unconditionally obey and adore any man addressed as her master. Even a middle-aged bald man with an extremely sleazy appearance and a stinking penis that looked like it hadn't been washed in a month could make her love him deeply and without complaint. Her hypnotized brain had already identified the lewd man who was teasing her as the master to whom she would dedicate her life to please him. In this state of mind, which resembled that of a girl experiencing her first stirrings of love, the strong stench emanating from the man's crotch wafted into Christina's snotty nostrils. "Mmm, mmm, mmm... Master's penis smells so bad!" "Hoo hoo hoo! It hasn't been cleaned in so long, it's covered in smegma and urine." "Mmm! Pfft! It sounds, hmph, very delicious... Pfft! Mmm!" "This was specially reserved for you, you royal sow!" Pfft! As soon as Master's wet, thick lips parted, Christina, her eyes filled with pink hearts, licked her lips with her wet tongue, then pouted her lips, which were covered in her master's saliva, and whispered with half-closed eyes: "Oh!" (I?) "Hoo!" (Want?) "Hoo!" (Open?)

"Hoo!" (movement?)

"Ooh!" (complete?)

The slightly smelly air, mixed with the scent of their saliva, lingered in the air for a moment. Christina, her face covered in boogers, gracefully squatted down to join Sora, who was sucking her master's scrotum with slurping sounds. Sora, whose eyes were glazed over and who was occasionally letting out "oh" sounds while sucking on the smelly testicles, completely ignored the princess beside her. Christina, too, kept her eyes glued to her master's magnificent and foul-smelling penis from beginning to end. The two sows, who had once been master and servant, squatted with their legs spread wide in front of the male genitalia, saliva and vaginal fluid dripping down. Christina swallowed a large wad of saliva, then brought her nostrils, which had been pried open by her master, close to the dark, damp, and smelly foreskin opening, and took a deep sniff—

"Ugh...! It's so smelly! The smegma smells so bad...!"

Just that one sniff through the damp, dark foreskin was enough to make Christina's eyes widen, her nose snot drip, and her elegant face instantly fell into a daze, like a dazed fool. The master pulled her right hand to his penis, letting her grasp the burning hot shaft. With a dazed look in her eyes, Christina instinctively and gently pulled back the foreskin covering the glans. The filthy, smelly glans, covered in semen, urine, and smegma, was brought to her feet, causing her to arch her back and tremble as she roared,

"Ugh...! This stinks so bad...!"

Christina's voice was unlike the seductive tone she used in the previous hypnotic state; this time, it was her natural voice, a sound born from the stench. If the hypnosis were lifted, it would likely be accompanied by an overflowing sense of disgust.

"What are you talking about? You sow, don't you just like cleaning a man's glans?"

"Yes, I really like it... But, but! Master's penis stinks too much...!"

"Gulp! Of course, because it was specially prepared! Come on, eat it!"

"Please wait... Ooh!"

The master pressed one hand on Christina's blonde hair, pushing her beautiful face, which was dripping with snot and drool and had a booger stuck to her cheek, back in front of his penis. The stench of the glans immediately assaulted her head from all directions. Unable to escape or avoid the thick stench of smegma, Christina raised her beautiful eyebrows and stretched out her tongue to lick the sticky, smelly glans. Soon, her tongue, quickly adapting to the bitter taste of smegma, moved her hesitant lips, prompting the increasingly enthusiastic princess to open her drooling mouth and take the entire stinky glans into her mouth, sucking vigorously.

"Hiss! Hiss! Ugh, ugh... So smelly... Ugh! Slurp! Slurp!"

The dirty glans, covered in a layer of yellowish-brown smegma, was quickly reduced to the level of normal smegma under Christina's tireless sucking and licking in her semi-conscious state. A large amount of smegma did not drip from the corners of her mouth, but was held in her mouth, constantly mixing with saliva and newly added smegma into a large clump of foul-smelling juice.

Once she had thoroughly cleaned the smegma and smegma from her master's glans, Christina, with curly pubic hair still clinging to the corners of her mouth, tilted her head back and gazed lovingly at her master's lewd grin. She gulped down the smegma filling her mouth ten times on each side, then, her face flushed and her brows furrowed, she swallowed it down. Several times she seemed about to vomit, but Christina forcibly suppressed them. Finally, her brow relaxed, her shoulders slumped, and she let out a foul-smelling burp towards her master. "Pfft—

!" The breath of a princess was filled with the stench of a man's penis and smegma. The female knights beside the princess were equally impressive, with Sora being the most outstanding. The master was nearly unable to restrain himself while Christina cleaned her smegma, largely thanks to Sora silently pleasing his large, smelly testicles. The wrinkled scrotum was covered in Sora's wet saliva, every inch of skin licked repeatedly by the muscular knight's long tongue, combined with occasional sucking attacks, forcibly drawing sperm from the testicles several times. Although the master successfully resisted the urge to ejaculate, a considerable amount of semen still flowed from his glans, which Christina was sucking with gurgling sounds. The other two female riders, who belonged to the "Big Breasts Blowjob Team" along with Sora, had been serving their master's horse since the beginning. One of them held the stallion's huge black testicles in her hands, kissing and licking them with the care of a precious treasure, while the other used her lips and tongue to please the rough-shaped, extra-large horse penis. The strong, animalistic stench of the stallion's semen enveloped the two women, whose nipples were tingling and erect, and whose vaginas were wet and messy. Overwhelmed by the strong, fishy smell, the two female riders performed oral sex on the stallion while picking at their vaginal flesh, which was dripping with vaginal fluid, making the smell even stronger. This stench, coupled with the large flies flying around the stallion's crotch and the two women, made the scene even more filthy and disgusting. Whether it was the princess with snot sticking to her nose and the stench of smegma in her mouth; the strong female knight with several curly pubic hairs stuck to her mouth and making pig-like panting sounds; or the female knights whose faces were covered in sticky, animalistic bodily fluids and who were rubbing each other's genitals, they all obeyed the order and gathered in front of the powerfully trembling, thick penis. Four faces of sows in heat, yearning for ejaculation, were roughly squeezed together, squealing and squealing in a chaotic manner, like pigs fighting over feed. The master grasped his throbbing, thick penis, looking down at the faces that had not long ago been beautiful and dignified or upright and serious. His wet, stinking, swollen glans aimed at Christina, who was crowded in the center, and he sprayed his pent-up semen onto the sow's face. "Ooh...oh! Master's stinky semen has chosen me...! So hot and so smelly...!" Christina, like a concubine chosen for the throne, was so moved that her vagina squirted out fluids. She was immediately pounced on by three jealous female knights, who then devoured the semen on the princess's face with great relish. Two female guards, blushing and pounding with excitement, waited for their master to finish ejaculating before pushing the carriage to the fortress forward. The carriage was a rather cramped two-seater, painted in the style of the rose carriages previously used by the Eugens royal family, though all the decorations and carvings were hand-painted or paper-maché. The carriage was pulled by eight horses in two rows and four columns. Four female riders, wearing leather coats for pulling the carriage, were already prone on the ground, their firm buttocks, adorned with large horsetail anal plugs, swaying from side to side. The female guards brought four sets of leather coats with various accessories, which the four sows, reeking of semen, changed into on the spot for their master to see. First came the metal nose hooks and mouth openers that spurred the nostrils and mouths wide open, revealing the uncleaned nostrils of the female knights, led by Christina, and clearly showing the boogers and nasal hairs of these young women. After the mouth openers, with their teeth fully exposed, were installed, the sows' squeals changed completely. "Ha-hey…! Ha-hey…!" Next came the black leather straps that forcibly bound pairs of full, beautiful breasts into balloon shapes, along with hand and leg guards for easy crawling. The various shaped, round breasts were arranged in a row, from the princess's pink areolas to the muscular Sora's light brown areolas, all receiving a twist from their lewdly grinning master. Each sow, squeezed hard and making her dizzy, trembled with pleasure, her tongue stretched out, and she let out a wet, lewd moan as love fluid spurted from her inner thighs. "Ha-hey-hey...!" The female knights wore one-piece mechanical leather panties, with two large vibrators, each five centimeters in diameter, inserted into their vaginas and anuses respectively. The one for the anus was even longer, measuring ten centimeters and eighteen centimeters respectively. These vibrators were connected to the carriage wheels by simple mechanisms and ropes. Whenever the carriage moved forward, it would pull the huge vibrators inserted into the vaginas, making a squelching sound as they moved in and out of the vagina and anus. "Ha...! Ha...! Ha eh eh...!" Before Christina could take her place, the master grasped the two vibrators between her legs, stirring the princess's wide-open, stinky honey hole, then tilted his head back and brought his dry, smelly lips close to the princess's face. "Cough—Ptooey!" Splat! "Hehe eh...!" With a heart full of love and respect, Christina swallowed the stinky saliva bestowed by her master, and after her master forcefully branded red handprints onto her pert buttocks, Christina's anus contracted and sizzled as she sucked on the two dildos, her eyes sparkling with love and tears of happiness.

The female riders, including Christina, transformed into two mares waiting to be raped, lying in two neat rows in front of the carriage, each exhaling hot breath from their snouts and panting heavily through their wide-open mouths. After the female guards, dressed in revealing outfits, swayed their large breasts and helped their master into the carriage, one held aloft a Eugene flag with a large X drawn on it and graffiti of a penis, while another stood in front of the carriage, waving a penis-shaped conductor's baton and shouting in a clear voice:

"Mare, in position! Forward march! Welcoming King Eugene into the city! Ready—depart!"

At the fortress, only thirty paces from the city gate, the head maid, leading four young maids, stood naked except for tassel stickers on their areolas and vulvas, awaiting orders. Each of the five women held a musical instrument: two played trumpets, one played a recorder, one played a transverse flute, and one played a drum, providing music as the carriage moved. The tune was the national anthem of the Kingdom of Eugene, but it had to be comically off-key. The head maid, responsible for playing the drums, would burst into song whenever the maids accidentally played it correctly:

"Ah ah—the homeland the sows long for! It is the master's penis and scrotum! Ooh? Oh? Oh? Oh—!"

The master, leisurely seated in the carriage, whipping any buttocks he fancied, paid no heed to the head maid's performance, which resembled that of a professional singer. More amusing than the awful melody was the shouts of the large-buttocked leader guiding the carriage.

"One, two! One, two! All the mares, turn right with your big butts! Ready—oh ho, oh ho, oh ho!"

Moving forward in a straight line involved a simple count and a wiggle of the buttocks, while turning involved raising the penis like a command stick and swaying the body dramatically from side to side, shouting a spirited "oh ho" with every step. Whenever the leader shouted a lewd roar, the flag bearer beside the carriage would join in with a lewd roar, like someone in heat. The two lewd roars combined with the increasingly chaotic neighing of the mares made the master increasingly aroused, his thick penis, which had already ejaculated once, trembled and stood erect again.

The castle grounds were very small; it would take at least three or four laps for the mares to go from marching in unison to moving in a chaotic manner. Normally, once one mare reaches orgasm from dual penetration, the procession should stop for safety reasons. However, since the first to orgasm was a female knight whom the master disapproved of, he continued to whip the mares whose panting was completely out of sync, forcing this strange procession to continue. Only when Christina, whose back had the most whip marks, orgasmed in public and gushed out copious amounts of vaginal fluid under the master's whip did the mares, who had been reorganized on the spot, lead their satisfied master to the fortress.

The fortress where the queen resided only resembled a military building on the outside; the interior was quite simple. Apart from the maids' rest room, which served as both a kitchen and a storeroom, there was only a single path leading directly from the first-floor lobby to the queen's bedroom on the second floor. The female knights and guards who failed to win their master's favor quietly left, leaving only Christina, whose legs moved with difficulty, to remove her carriage attire and follow her master inside naked.

The anteroom, decorated with crude imitations and cheap drapery, exuded a cheap, counterfeit feel, yet Her Majesty the Queen possessed a fresh and ethereal beauty, as if existing in a different dimension from the feigned extravagance. The master, his erect penis throbbing, grinned and linked arms with the still-weak-legged princess, both gazing up at the Queen, dressed in a wisteria-colored off-the-shoulder evening gown, her jade-like hands clad in long white gloves descending the stair railing. The Queen's already magnificent, snow-white breasts were pushed up almost to the point of overflowing, even openly revealing the upper half of her areolas. Her enormous areolas were even more impressive than her daughter's, comparable in size to an adult man's palm, their color a uniform, full pink, more intense than her daughter's girlish pink.

"My dear, you're finally back… I'm so happy."

The thirty-eight-year-old Queen Cecil Eugene Terry, unlike her daughter's smug and smug display of favor, seemed to genuinely consider the man before her her husband. As she gracefully descended the stairs, her eyes, adorned with pale purple eyeshadow, gazed tenderly at the only man present.

The mistress was almost swayed by that look. He watched helplessly as the Queen descended the stairs, her two ridiculously large breasts rising before him. She cupped his right hand in her silky, warm white palms, placing it on her perfume-scented left breast—this simple gesture alone caused a vulgar glint of affection to appear in the Queen's noble and pure eyes. Her areola, partially exposed by the wisteria-colored fabric, glistened with fragrant sweat, and the nipple, tightly concealed by the fabric, suddenly erected.

Thanks to Queen Cecily's self-examination, her master snapped out of his almost-realized marital intimacy, redefining this shyly smiling woman, who allowed a man to fondle her breasts, as an old sow. The master, who had almost fallen into a trap, angrily pushed away Christina, who was clinging to him and rubbing against him, and grabbed her exaggeratedly large breasts, which were much larger than his palms. Cecilia had been moaning with pleasure from having her breasts rubbed together, but suddenly the master, whose forehead veins were bulging, squeezed her erect nipples and forcefully pulled at these two self-important headlights.

"Ugh...! My nipples...! My nipples...!"

The two large nipples were pulled long, and the sweaty pink areolas were deformed. Cecilia cried out in pain, her face pale, and the wrinkles on her forehead, which she had been trying to hide, were revealed on the spot. The master felt this lesson wasn't enough, because the illusion of being captivated by Cecilia's appearance still lingered in his mind. So, he roughly ripped open the queen's dress, flipping her heavy, sweat-drenched breasts completely outside the fabric. Even her round, enormous breasts were now reduced to their original, droopy, figure-eight shape, defeated by gravity.

"You filthy sow! How dare you seduce your master! If I don't teach you a lesson, am I even a man?!"

"Eeee…! I'm sorry…! It was the sow's fault…! The sow was wrong…!"

"Apologizing now is too late! You filthy, breast-drenched sow!"

*Slap! Slap!*

"Oh my god...!"

Cecily's prized J-cup breasts, far from becoming a weapon to captivate her master, instead hung awkwardly outside her clothes, bearing hot, stinging handprints from the relentless slaps. Even so, the pain and pleasure from her master's rough handling gradually aroused her. Cecily, who had previously begged for mercy with trembling tremors, began to scream out lewd roars amidst the throbbing waves of heat engulfing her enormous breasts, pale golden droplets of water falling between her high-heeled feet.

"Oh my god...! Oh my god...! Oh, oh my god...!"

*Splat! Splat!* *Drip, drip*—the

master slapped Cecily's breasts repeatedly, pinching and pulling at her large nipples or areolas. Her Majesty, her breasts constantly stimulated, watched as snot, saliva, and hot urine streamed down her face in front of her daughter and maids, her eyes glazed over.

When Cecily had urinated all over the floor, her two bright red breasts swaying heavily, the master finally stopped his scalding hands. He placed his left hand on Christina's pert buttocks, while his right hand slapped Cecily's urine-soaked buttocks. Amidst the mother and daughter's continuous moans, he raised his excited, dripping penis and strode towards the Queen's bedroom, where naked maids were already waiting.

Queen Cecilia's makeup, carefully chosen dress, and jewelry, applied in the limited time she had, failed to leave a good impression on her master. Her clothes and jewelry were stripped off as soon as she entered the room, and her heavy makeup was mercilessly ridiculed by her master. Even so, Cecilia still used seductive smiles and overflowing feminine fragrance to entice her master's penis. She parted her purple, wet lips that matched her dress, licked her upper lip with her tongue, and her hissing nostrils slid around her master's chest and abs beneath his loose clothes, pressing against the filthy, oozing glans, taking several deep sniffs.

"Hiss! Hiss! Haa... Hiss! Hiss! Master's scent is so strong... Hiss, hiss... Hmm—it stinks?"

Cecily's series of actions—sniffing the glans with an aroused expression, then squinting her eyes and giggling at her master, "It stinks?"—successfully aroused the already restless penis until it was fully erect. The thick penis plunged into the purple lips that were stretched open into an "O" shape, using the queen's jade mouth as a masturbation aid, thrusting it repeatedly.

"Oh... Oh... Oh... Glug... Glug... Glug... Glug... Glug...!"

Her large eyes, accentuated by pale purple eyeshadow, narrowed as her brows furrowed. The queen's expression was a mixture of bitterness and pleasure as she took the thick, thrusting penis into her mouth. Soon, her carefully maintained composure crumbled under the brutal force of the oral sex.

"Hey, you stinking sow! Suck tighter! I'm only giving you this cock as a treat!"

*Gulp! Plop! Glug plop!

Plop plop!* "Gulp plop...! Gulp gurgle...! Ugh... Ugh gulp...!"

Several deep throat thrusts made Cecilia gag repeatedly, her face turning bright red, centered on her nose, tears and snot flowing uncontrollably. As the heavy makeup, meant to smooth out wrinkles, slowly smudged, the master, in order to vigorously penetrate her mouth, grabbed her hair with both hands, making her neatly combed, beautiful blonde hair a mess. Not only was her hair disheveled, but the makeup around her eyes, nose, and mouth was also noticeably smudged, and stomach acid began to drip from the corners of her purple lips.

While Cecilia, her heavy makeup ruined, was being vigorously penetrated by her master, Christina knelt behind her master, whose buttocks were constantly swaying. Two maids gently spread her master's buttocks so that the princess, unwilling to be left out, could lick her master's anus.

"Mmm, chirp... hiss!

... Driven by an unusual pleasure, his trembling penis ejaculated hot semen into Cecil's mouth.

The master, having ejaculated on both royal faces, let out a satisfied sigh and sat down on the bedside with two large-breasted maids. His large head was gently rubbed between the maids' soft, large breasts, while his smaller head was carefully tended to by the maids with pink lipstick. His slowly regaining strength trembled slightly against the mother and daughter with their plump breasts and pert buttocks standing before him.

A tall maid raised a bottle filled with liquid and poured a large amount of lubricant over the heads of Cecil and Christina, who were embracing each other. A clear, smooth liquid flowed over their bodies. Breast to breast, they clung to each other, rubbing their faces together. The maid, after pouring the oil, quickly smeared it evenly on them, making the mother and daughter appear radiant and alluring.

"Mmm! Mmm, mmm-chu! Chul... Chul, chul!

Mmm-plop! Chul-plop! "

The sounds of their wet, passionate kiss, mingled with the rubbing of their oily bodies, filled the air, providing their mistress, relaxed in a sea of milk, with a spectacle of incestuous incest. The scene, by all accounts, resembled the mating of an older sow and a younger sow. However, closing one's eyes and recalling their original identities, the feeling shifted.

Queen Cecilia's exaggeratedly large breasts were undoubtedly the focus of every high-class social occasion. Princess Christina was once beloved by the people and an idol in every household. Now, these two—no, these two sows—have tasted his penis with their beautiful mouths and swallowed his semen, and are now putting on a show to be chosen by him as his sex object. Thinking of this, his huge penis, gently licked by the maids, rose a third time and headed straight for the main event of the night.

"Get the hell out of my way, you lowly sows!"

"Ahhh…!"

The fully erect penis and the thoroughly swollen scrotum awakened an inexhaustible lust. The master irritably pushed away the two pairs of large breasts that were rubbing against his head, kicked away the maid who was licking his penis, grabbed Christina's hand, and pulled the mother and daughter onto the bed. He made Cecil lie on the bed, and Christina straddled her mother, swaying her two pairs of oily buttocks a few times before inserting her thick, hard penis, as hard as an iron rod, into the smooth space squeezed between her wet vaginas.

"Oh ho...!"

The stimulation of the penis rubbing rapidly against her vaginal opening and clitoris made Cecil, who was holding her daughter tightly, arch her thin eyebrows and let out a lewd moan from her large, pouting purple lips.

"Heh...!"

Perhaps out of consideration for her mother, Christina's reaction was relatively restrained, not as frenzied as she had been outside. Her master slapped her oily, pert buttocks about ten times before rekindling the sow's lust. The moment Christina roared with her head thrown back, the thick, hard penis that had been rubbing against the mother and daughter's two orifices slid into the princess's honeypot with a squelch.

"Ugh... Master's penis is inside! Ahhhhhh!"

The warm, fleshy vagina was stretched open by the thick penis in one go, and Christina was so excited that her entire upper body hissed and her silver hair rode up. The master first roughly kneaded his own shiny, large breasts that had been offered up, then pressed Christina's head down. As the mother and daughter's lips and tongues intertwined, the penis deep inside her began its invasion.

"Mmm! Mmm! Squel! Squel! Oh, oh... Oh oh!" Splat

! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!

The wet, fleshy hole, combined with the lubricant brought in by the second penis, allowed the massive, roughly shaped cock to easily pound into this shapely, lustful flesh. After several deep thrusts, the princess's wet hole squeezed out a lewd sound like farting, making the master laugh heartily and pound harder into the overflowing, lustful hole.

"Oh...! Oh...! Mmm, mmm! Chul... Oh! Glug, glug...!"

Christina's kisses gradually weakened, her hot, scalding face, streaked with tears of pleasure, began to emit continuous, lewd moans, her lips and tongue becoming dulled, passively allowing her mother to lick them. When she was being fucked until her head drooped or turned away, the master would pull up her blonde hair and move her red face back in front of her mother, allowing Cecil, who was slightly jealous, to give his daughter a French kiss as a small revenge. But seeing that Christina's screams were still not enough and Cecil's performance was also to the point of being laughable, the master would pull out the thick penis that had been pounding the princess into a frenzy, and instead rape the queen's cunt, which was biting her lower lip and extremely excited.

"Oh...oh ho ho ho ho ho oh ho oh! I feel it! The sow feels it! It's Master's super thick cock ahhhhhh!"

"You stinky sow, you're so noisy! Hey, Christina! Go down and gag your mother's stinky mouth!"

"Yes...chu chu!chu pu! hiss pu pu!"

Having the honor of being mercilessly ravaged by a man's huge cock, even though he clearly felt the difference in treatment from his master, Cecily was still happy even though he was kissed by his daughter halfway through his loud lewd roar. The mature flesh hole of this old sow was looser than the tight honey hole of his daughter, but the contraction force was even higher. The cock inserted deep inside could feel the comfortable touch of the wet and hot flesh walls wrapping around it from all sides. This made the master abandon the idea of a symbolic thrust or two, and decide to pick up the queen's slick, honeyed legs and fuck her until she sprayed.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Oh... Oh! Pfft! Slurp ugh!"

Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!

The powerful thighs kept slamming against the huge, upturned buttocks, and the thick, bulging penis was like a battering ram, repeatedly pounding against the queen's willingly lowered uterus. The swollen, smelly glans brushed past the soft, fleshy neck again and again, rubbing against the sensitive areas on both sides of the cervix. Once the knife successfully struck the soft, sunken neck, a surge of intense pleasure overwhelmed Cecilia, causing her to break free from her daughter's lips and scream with her pale purple lips wide open:

"Nuho! Uterus hit! Uterus hit! Uterus hit! The sow's uterus is going to be flattened by the master's super thick cock! Ahhhhhh!!"

"Oh, this time it's locked tight... Did you climax? Hey, you stinky sow! I'm calling you, you stinky sow with drooping breasts!"

Slap! Slap!

The master leaned forward, reaching out to slap Cecilia's slick, large breasts that drooped to either side of her body as she lay down. Seeing that she was still screaming with pleasure, he released a fierce force and pulled hard on her pink nipples. The sharp pain in her nipples made her already taut, mature vagina tighten even more, and Cecilia's high-pitched, lewd moans, just as her master had wished, delivered a vulgar yet powerful declaration of orgasm:

"The sow is about to climax...! This useless, prematurely ejaculating cunt is about to gush out a lot of water, ahhhhh...! Ugh...! Ughh

...

It was so tight inside that it couldn't be pulled out, and just as this stinking sow had said, it was gushing out a lot of squirting juice. At the same time, Cecil continued to roar wildly. In the end, the master was defeated by the old sow's full-on orgasm. His once dormant, hot and swollen glans jerked violently and injected thick, smelly semen into the gaping uterus.

"Semen... Master's semen! It's all shot into the sow's uterus! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!"

Although Cecil's screams were energetic and shocking, and she even presented a dazed expression with her eyes drooping and her tongue stretched out while ejaculating into the uterus, the master was too lazy to entertain this old sow who was so irritating when she was infatuated. With the combined buffs of Sage Mode and the Queen's climaxing face, the massive penis, having just ejaculated, flipped over and smoothly slid out of the flesh pot that seemed to be gripping it for who knows how long. The penis regained its freedom, and the master, no longer needing to worry about Cecilia, directly ordered Christina to get up, then pushed the Queen, still convulsing on the bed from her orgasm.

"Get off, you stinking sow!"

"Ooh...!"

The master ignored the Queen, who continued to moan after rolling off the bed, and embraced the young princess, who was now jealous of her mother, using intimate kisses and caresses to accelerate his virility. Once the thick penis, which had just ejaculated inside the Queen, was erect again, he immediately thrust it in.

"Gurgle... I'm back! Christina?"

*Sizzle* --

"Oh ho...! Master's cock...! Welcome back...?"

Christina lay on the bed, her buttocks raised high to allow her master's massive cock to penetrate. The lubricant on her body had dried, leaving her skin smooth but not oily. Her master's dark flesh pressed directly against her back, and the two flirted like young lovers before officially getting down to business.

"Ho...! Ho...! Huff...! Huff, huff...!"

*Splat! Splat!*

The thick cock, erect for the fourth time, once again showed prominent veins, its fully engorged, hard shaft pounding into Christina's juicy honey pot. Christina, positioned on all fours like a bitch to receive the penis, was quickly rendered breathless by the relentless fucking. Her two fleshy breasts swayed back and forth with a slapping sound, and her pert buttocks, bearing red handprints from her master's slaps, occasionally let out shameful farts. Her sexual experience was already less than her mother's, and coupled with the premature ejaculation inherited from her mother, her tight and wet flesh could not withstand the storm of pleasure brought about by the wild and thick penis. Before long, she was fucked by her master until her legs went weak and she spurted.

"Eek...! No, I can't take it anymore...!"

"What? You can't take it anymore? I haven't had enough yet! Get up!"

The master gripped Christina's strong belly with his left hand and grabbed her beautiful hair with his right. The prematurely ejaculated sow hurriedly forced her tingling body back into a prone position. At this moment, the master was like a valiant knight, holding onto Christina's blonde hair and continuing to fuck her contracting flesh, occasionally slapping her rump as her cries weakened.

"Ooh...! Ooh...!"

Smack!

"Gurgle, oh oh...!"

Like a horse whipped into running faster, the sow, her buttocks being slapped, also strained even more, her head thrown back and howling with lust. Her sticky, wet cunt, pounded by the penis, tightened in response. No matter how tight Christina's cunt was, it would be immediately and brutally forced open by her master's huge penis, forcibly raping her cunt that couldn't close.

The two went from the rear-entry position for ten minutes to the riding position for fifteen minutes. When Christina, riding on the penis, was too weak to keep up, they switched to the missionary position for a final thrust. After being fucked by her master for half an hour, Christina's voice was hoarse from howling. Her wet cunt, spurting out lustful fluid, had orgasmed five times in a row. Finally, the moment she had been waiting for—the huge penis ejaculating—was here.

"Hoo...! Hoo...! Christina, get pregnant with my child...!"

"Okay, oh, okay...! I want to give birth to, oh, Master's baby...! I want to give birth to so many oh oh oh...!"

Even though it was her master's casual lewd talk, Christina, whose honeyed flesh was completely aroused, was still thrilled. Her chaotic mind conjured up images of herself being dominated and fucked by her master every day, giving birth to one baby after another. This fantasy that made her even more aroused quickly turned into a hot, milky white color. Christina tried to move her weak legs and clench her master's burning waist, letting her master, who was frantically fucking her, inject all his semen into her honey hole.

"Princess Sow, I'm going to cum...!"

Splat! Splat! Splat gurgle—Plop! *Plop!

* "Oh ho ho oh oh oh...!"

Thick, foul-smelling semen recklessly filled Christina's honey hole, pouring a thick layer of whitish, hot liquid over her full, swollen cervix. The wet, warm sensation extended deeper through the narrow cervix, finally reaching the princess's warm womb.

After that, the female guards at the gate, the female knights serving the stallions in the stables, and the naked maids were all summoned to the bedroom. Including the mother and daughter whose wombs were filled with semen, all twenty sows in the castle were stripped naked, knelt on the ground, and looked up at their master's thick, pungent penis with eyes full of love and moisture.

The master looked around at each of the sows' faces in heat, muttered a spell, and the sows froze for four or five seconds, then—

"You insolent creature...! How dare you do this to us... Ugh! Disgusting...!"

Here was Her Majesty the Queen, who quickly realized that she had been violated by the enemy time and time again. "

My body...! My body ... ! Nooo ... The women who were crying their eyes out and gritting their teeth just a moment ago have reverted to their sow-like semen, getting excited and oozing juices at the sight of a man's penis and spreading their legs and smiling seductively at their master. "Cecil, you stinky sow with drooping milk! Present your beloved master with the Eugens royal family's 'milk-swinging dance'! Oh ho, oh ho, oh ho—!" "Princess Christina Eugens, the sow! Now you're going to perform writing with your asshole (pfft!) Hmm…! Oops, I accidentally farted…!" "Hmm pfft! Hiss pfft! Chul! Chul pfft… Pfft! Master's cock smells so bad?" "My turn, my turn! I want to eat Master's stinky cock too… Hiss! Chul pfft!" "Ah, being born a pig is so great…?" -- This is the Province of Bliss in the southern part of the Empire, a special province jointly governed by thirty-eight sow queens, whose gates are open year-round to soldiers and nobles who have contributed to the Empire. From "kingdoms" with thousands of inhabitants to affordable "castles," whether it's a nation offering long-term rearing facilities or a mini-castle equipped with ready-to-use sows, everyone is welcome to visit at any time. (End)

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