The Third Chapter of the Flesh-Pin Princess: The Lewd Court

As the sun gradually set and night fell, the day of debauchery in the palace came to an end; however, the night of debauchery began simultaneously.

Dinner time was drawing near, and Agatha, Rosemary, and Martin, after cleaning themselves of semen and breast milk and changing their clothes, hurried to the dining room.

Located in the east wing of the palace, the dining room was a spacious room; the east and south walls had two and four windows respectively, all edged in gold, and a glittering crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, along with several oil paintings—Queen Alexandra was particularly fond of oil paintings, especially those depicting nude girls and boys engaging in sexual intercourse. However, for a royal palace, such a setting was not considered extravagant; frugality had always been Alexandra's governing principle—wealth without extravagance.

Speaking of Alexandra, as Agatha arrived at the door, she heard a soft moan emanating from inside.

“Ahhh…Your Majesty, I…ah, I can’t take it anymore…ahhh…” Agatha, Alexandra, and Martin peeked through the door. Alexandra sat at the long table, her hands gripping a pair of smooth, white legs, her tongue licking a pink vulva. Her clitoris was already red, and the ejaculation of her juices was imminent.

“Then hurry up and shoot it out…” Alexandra began to slap, pull, and tease the vulva in front of her, causing her tormented prey to scream with excitement.

“Yes, ma’am…” Lying on the long table was a mature woman about the same age as Alexandra; her brown coat was placed beside the table, and she wore a white turtleneck shirt, but the buttons had long been undone, revealing her small breasts, her pink nipples being gently played with and squeezed by her smooth hands; her curly hair was brown, and her lips, like Alexandra's, were pink, but perhaps because she was Asian, her pupils were brown, and her figure was much smaller than Alexandra's.

"Ahhh... Ahhhhhhh!!" Under Alexandra's frenzied manipulation, the woman's hands gripped her golden hair tightly, gushing out streams of vaginal fluid that sprayed onto her white, obscene face.

Alexandra stuck out her lewd tongue and licked away the sweet fluid that remained around her labia.

"Oh, you're here..." Alexandra didn't notice Martin's presence until he walked up to her; however, her wolfish, lustful desire didn't diminish despite the onlookers.

"What's wrong? Busy making love with Hazel, huh?" Martin said with a light laugh.

"Almost done," Alexandra said. “We were just about to invite you to join us, but the servants said you were having sex with Agatha and Rosemary in the garden, so we had to take care of it ourselves.”

“It’s alright, we can play together tonight.”

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty… ah, I can’t stay in the palace tonight… I haven’t made love with my husband and children for three days in a row, and since it’s Saturday… I have to go home right after dinner…”

Hazel

said breathlessly and softly. “How disappointing.” Martin pouted like a child, looking dejected. Seeing Martin’s expression, Agatha and Rosemary secretly chuckled.

“Don’t be like that, we see each other often anyway, we’re not afraid of not having a chance to have sex.” Alexandra said, pulling up Hazel’s pink panties and brown trousers to cover her wet genitals, then helping her sit up in a chair to catch her breath.

"Quickly wipe the table clean and set the table." At Alexandra's gentle command, the servants began their work, first wiping away the semen on the table, then quickly setting aside the knives, forks, spoons, and plates in front of each seat.

"Mommy, Daddy..." Suddenly, a little boy's voice approached from the corridor towards the dining room; a boy of about ten years old bypassed several servants and rushed into the dining room, leaning against Martin

.

"Robert, what's wrong now?" Martin gently stroked the boy's short, golden hair and asked softly.

"My teacher just taught me how to perform oral sex, and now I'm going to show you..." The little boy's large blue eyes stared at Martin's genitals, his small lips grinning, his hands unbuckling Martin's belt, preparing to enjoy Martin's penis in public...

"Your Highness, haven't I told you many times? It's impolite to have sex in public without someone's consent..." At this moment, a young boy hurriedly ran into the dining room and shouted.

His neat black hat, red scarf, white wide-collar shirt, and black trousers suggested he was a teacher; he was Asian, with black hair, but his smooth skin was brown, unlike Martin's fair complexion. His brown pupils, along with his red lips, exuded an alluring charm; coupled with his soft, graceful voice, he possessed the potential to be a male prostitute.

"That's right, Robert, we still need to eat. If you swallow semen now, you won't have an appetite later, and without food, you won't have enough strength, and maybe your penis will become weak and powerless in the future..."

Martin jokingly threatened Robert.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense, even a child knows the two are unrelated," Agatha interjected.

"That's right, don't scare my child with these lame jokes," Alexandra said to Martin, stroking Robert's cheek.

“Okay… Robert, I promise you, after dinner, I'll treat you to some strong semen and teach you how to moan, okay?”

“Okay.” Robert obediently and quietly sat down next to Martin.

“Hey, Nicholas, don’t just stand there like a statue, come sit next to Rosemary.”

Agatha said, pulling on the boy’s sleeve to make him sit to Rosemary’s left.

“Dear Nicholas, how was your day?” Rosemary put her left arm around Nicholas’s shoulder and asked gently. Clearly, their relationship was anything but ordinary.

“Fine… I didn’t have to go back to university today, so I stayed in my room writing all morning, tutored the prince in the afternoon, and ejaculated twice as usual, teaching him how to make love…” Nicholas said.

“Yes, it’s Saturday… So, are you free to come to my house tonight?” Rosemary asked directly. Although she was still rather introverted and sentimental, she always put on a bold and outgoing demeanor when facing men.

"What are you talking about?" Suddenly, a pair of cold, slender hands gently patted Rosemary and Nicholas's shoulders, startling them. Turning around, they saw a young, beautiful, and graceful girl standing behind them. The girl had long, straight brown hair, large, watery eyes, and skin as smooth as snow. Her eyes and face resembled Agatha Christie's, though she was petite, with only her breasts being relatively full.

"Dear Alice, we were just..."

"You're here again, trying to leave me alone and have your fun in bed." The girl stroked Rosemary's face, half-jokingly. "

Whether you like it or not, I'm sleeping in your bed tonight no matter what."

"Don't be silly, Alice, how could we forget you? With you here, tonight's sex will be even more exciting." Rosemary said with a smile, her hand gently caressing Alice's chest.

"Stop it...it's so itchy..." Don't be surprised that Rosemary was unfaithful, having both a girlfriend and a boyfriend, and openly flirting with them. In the Kingdom of Nibelung, although monogamy was practiced, due to the hermaphroditic gender structure, according to the church code at the time, they could have both a husband and a wife, so naturally having both a girlfriend and a boyfriend was not a problem.

"Why haven't they arrived yet..." Seeing Rosemary with one woman on each side, Agatha naturally felt a little lonely. However, this feeling immediately disappeared.

"Agatha." At the dining room door, a girl's smooth white hand held another equally delicate boy's hand, slowly walking into the room towards Agatha. Since Rosemary also had her own girlfriend and boyfriend, the charming Princess Agatha was no exception, and her companions were by no means inferior to Rosemary's.

Although both were white, they were not tall, especially compared to the six-foot-tall Agatha, they appeared even smaller. Like other men in the Kingdom of Nibeldi, the young man always had a somewhat effeminate air, while the young woman always possessed a certain fierce, bull-like spirit. The young man's skin was as white as Agatha's, but his golden hair was much shorter.

He also had almond-shaped blue eyes and lips as red as burning fire. The young woman's skin was similar, but her curly hair was much longer than the young man's, a brownish-yellow color. Her green eyes were larger and brighter than the young man's, but her lips were a paler color.

"Barry, Christine." Agatha stood up, opened her arms, and embraced them; the young man immediately nestled his head on her shoulder like a cat, gently stroking Agatha's full breasts with his hands. However, the young woman gently pushed Agatha's hands away, took a few steps back, and avoided her embrace.

"Christine, what's wrong with you now?" Agatha was naturally a little unhappy that Christine had shown such a rejection in front of everyone.

“You’re here again. I’ve told you so many times, I’m a woman, I should be the one to open my arms and embrace you first, but you always get it backwards; as a member of the royal family, how can you not pay attention to etiquette…”

Christine said incessantly, fully displaying the same stubborn and domineering personality as Agatha.

“You Holenjot people [1] are really something, why are you always so troublesome…” Holenjot is a kingdom east of the Kingdom of Nibel, located on the west side of the continent of Lesforti, separated from the island nation of Nibel by a small marginal sea; due to Holenjot’s long history and superior culture, the people of the country always have a bit of a narcissistic tendency, especially thinking that they are a foot taller than the people of the Kingdom of Nibel.

However, due to nearly a century of political instability, many intellectuals fled to the Kingdom of Neberdi. Even during Agatha's time, when Holenjot was relatively peaceful, they remained in Neberdi. Naturally, they brought a group of students from Holenjot to the academy in Neberdi, and Christine, the princess of Holenjot, was among them.

"What's wrong? Are you being racist again? Do you know that when you Neberdi people didn't even know how to wear clothes, we were already farming..." Just as Christine was speaking at length, Agatha suddenly launched a surprise attack, pressing her lips to Christine's lips, shoving her tongue into her mouth, and pressing it against Christine's tongue. Her right hand gripped Christine's hair, making it hard for her to breathe. But Agatha was not satisfied. She grabbed Christine's breasts with both hands, pressed her body against the table, and prepared to strip her naked in front of everyone. " …

Agatha, don't do this…" Alexandra and Martin also thought Agatha's behavior was a bit excessive, but Agatha ignored them completely. Meanwhile, the little boy Robert, who had been watching, couldn't help but ask Nicholas, "Teacher, look, my sister is having sex in public now, but she hasn't gotten her mother's permission. Why aren't you scolding her?"

Nicholas was speechless. Although he was five years older than Agatha and a favored lover of Rosemary, he was still just a scholar who had risen from the ranks of a royal page. Moreover, he knew that offending Agatha would be detrimental to him, so naturally he wouldn't scold her.

"Agatha, don't bully her, after all, she's a woman." Seeing Agatha bullying Christine like this, Barry gently tugged at Agatha's collar and said softly. Although under Alexandra's rule, the concept of gender equality gradually gained acceptance among most citizens of the Kingdom of Nibeldi, the kingdom remained a matriarchal society, where women always needed to display their authority and dignity in front of men.

However, problems naturally arose when women encountered intersex individuals like Agatha; intersex people resembled women in appearance and were therefore treated as women in society. Thus, when Agatha and Christine, both possessing similar personalities and a penchant for asserting authority in front of their lovers, came together, conflicts were particularly frequent.

"Alright, alright, for Barry's sake, I'll let you off the hook," Agatha said, releasing Christine.

Christine stood up, hurriedly buttoning her shirt, looking both angry and embarrassed.

"Agatha, you should apologize," Barry gently advised Agatha, seeing Christine's displeasure.

“Alright, alright… Christine, I was wrong just now, I’m sorry.” Although Barry appeared to be a weak boy, every word he spoke carried more weight with Agatha than anyone else, not even Alexandra or Martin.

This showed how much Agatha loved Barry. In fact, although Barry and Christine were both royalty, their backgrounds were vastly different. Barry was a distant relative of Agatha's, and although nominally a prince, his family had long since fallen from grace, leaving him without even a small fiefdom. Fortunately, thanks to Alexandra's patronage, he received a good education alongside the royal children from a young age, leading a stable life. Of course, Alexandra's friendliness towards his family wasn't simply out of kinship, but rather to win over the support of these declining nobles and strengthen her power.

“Forget it, I’m used to it anyway…” Christine walked behind Agatha, head bowed, speaking to the floor in a low, melancholy tone.

“Don’t be like this…” Christine's appearance made Agatha feel guilty. Just as she turned to face Christine, intending to explain, Christine suddenly opened her arms and began chanting a spell.

"What…" Before Agatha could react, the magic had already taken effect; even though she possessed innate magical powers and had been proficient in magic since childhood, any magic master, if caught off guard, could easily manipulate her with even the simplest spell.

Her belt suddenly loosened, her trousers fell to the ground, and her white panties vanished only to reappear in Christine's hands; Agatha's genitals were now exposed to everyone. Of course, the most striking feature was the abundant scrotum above her clitoris, the soft, white penis, and the bright red glans.

"Wow! Sister's penis is showing!" Robert exclaimed excitedly. Alexandra immediately covered his mouth, silencing him; however, seeing her androgynous daughter's penis, the lustful Alexandra couldn't suppress her own sexual urges, her cheeks flushed, her tongue occasionally licking her lips, her eyes fixed on Agatha's penis.

Although Agatha was usually not shy at all, she naturally felt a little ashamed in the face of such teasing. As for Christine, who had successfully gotten her revenge, she laughed heartily, even licking Agatha's panties with her tongue, refusing to return them to their rightful owner.

“You rascal…” Agatha, naked from the waist down, stepped forward to snatch her panties back; but Christine nimbly dodged, and the two began a chase through the dining room. Naturally, everyone's attention was focused on the magnificent, enormous thing that swayed in the air with each run.

“Come and catch me if you dare!”

“You can’t escape…” The chase quickly turned into a game of cat and mouse. They laughed and shouted, like children playing.

But the game soon ended. Just as Christine reached the dining room door and turned to look back at Agatha, her right hand suddenly touched something both soft and firm; this thing blocked her path, preventing her from moving forward.

Looking ahead, she saw that her right hand had touched a pair of full breasts, a white robe separating her hand from the skin of her breasts; seeing such breasts, Christine couldn't help but caress them. Just as she looked up, wanting to see the beauty of the woman who owned those breasts, she saw a pair of sharp, bright green eyes staring at her.

Christine realized then that it was Sofia.

"Your Excellency Bishop Sofia..." Christine was startled and immediately released her hands, taking a few steps back. Twenty years had passed, but Sofia's appearance hadn't changed much. Her brown hair was still straight, her pink lips were still rosy, and her skin was still smooth. However, her clothes had changed from a black robe to a white one, and she now wore a white pointed hat. The edges of both the robe and the hat were embroidered with gold patterns, and a golden cross was embroidered on the front of the hat. Twenty years later, she had transformed from a priestess having an affair with the Queen into a bishop sharing the Queen's bed.

"Look, I've got you..." Just as Agatha's hand grasped Christine's arm, Sofia immediately fixed her gaze on Agatha. When she noticed Agatha's naked penis exposed before her, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and a little saliva seemed to trickle from the corner of her mouth; however, her expression remained unchanged, her face still stern, suppressing her lust.

"Agatha, why are you running around without underwear? What kind of behavior is this?" Sofia scolded.

As Agatha's teacher, Sofia was stricter with Agatha than her parents. On one hand, because she considered Agatha the Holy Infant, destined to be a great king, she, as a clergyman, naturally considered teaching Agatha her greatest duty; on the other hand, as Alexandra's most favored mistress, she naturally had to carefully cultivate Agatha, please her mother, and consolidate her own position. If it weren't for her deep favor with Alexandra, she would never have become the bishop of Nibelti today.

Faced with Sofia's rebuke, Agatha immediately snatched the underwear back from Christine's hand, put it on, then pulled up her trousers and fastened her belt. Although Agatha was incredibly bold, even if she was unconvinced by Sofia's rebuke, she wouldn't openly confront her; not because she was afraid, but because she respected Sofia. Besides being somewhat seduced by Sofia's beauty, Sofia's every word and action, as well as her meticulous guidance of Agatha over the past twenty years, had a profound influence on her.

"Sofia, don't be so harsh on them." Suddenly, a gentle, slender hand reached out from behind and lightly patted Sofia's shoulder; standing behind Sofia was a woman in a black robe. The woman had brown skin, black, slightly curly hair, and was shorter and thinner than Sofia. Her pupils were brown, her eyes not large, but watery, and with the addition of long, curled eyelashes, they were exceptionally captivating; her lips were pale red, and her face was round and very cute. Her breasts were neither large nor small, with a bust size of about thirty-five inches.

Judging from the priest's collar, she must be a priestess.

"Celia, don't speak up for them. They're already so old, and to do something like this will bring shame to the royal family."

Alexandra also defended Agatha and Christine, saying, "Sofia, you'd better not get angry. They won't do it again."

Hearing Alexandra's words, Sofia, who always obeyed the Queen's orders, had no choice but to give in and remain silent.

"Now that everyone is here, let's sit down quickly. The food is ready." At Alexandra's instruction, everyone took their seats; Alexandra naturally sat at the head of the long table, with Hazel to her left and Sofia to her right. Martin didn't sit next to Alexandra, but instead sat to Hazel's left, pulling Celia's weak arm and insisting she sit to his left.

Robert sat to Sofia's right, followed by Alice, Rosemary, and Nicholas in that order; opposite them, Christine, Agatha, and Barry were seated.

Soon, servants brought in dish after dish of food, placing them on the table. In fact, the dinner dishes were few and far between, nothing extravagant; this was due to Alexandra's frugality. There was a bowl of borscht, some bread, a salmon salad as a cold appetizer (the most expensive dish), pork and chicken as main courses, and only cheesecake for dessert.

"Thank you for your hard work," Alexandra said to the servants. “Sofia, please lead us in our prayer of thanksgiving.”

“Yes.” So everyone bowed their heads, closed their eyes, and clasped their hands together. Sofia stood up, raised her hands, and said, “Our mother in heaven, we ask that your milk fall upon the food on the table as your semen falls upon our faces, so that we may have the energy to continue making love for you after we have eaten. Amen.”

After the prayer, everyone immediately began to eat.

“Your Majesty, here is your bread.”

“Your Majesty, would you like a bowl of soup?”

“Thank you for your trouble.” Martin was the only one who did not have to fetch the food himself, as Celia and Hazel had already done it for him. Although it was time to eat, the lewd man was still thinking about sex. His right hand was still stroking Hazel’s thigh, while his left hand was stroking Celia’s genitals. Looking closer, one could see that Celia’s genitals protruded slightly upwards, which was unusual; as Martin stroked them, the protrusion became more and more obvious.

“Celia… your penis is quite hard,” Martin said with a laugh. Of course, judging by Celia’s age, she was much older than Agatha, and therefore couldn’t be one of the many intersex people that had emerged in the Kingdom of Nibeldi over the past twenty years; she did indeed have a penis, but no vulva.

In Earth’s terms, she was what was called a “transgender” or “ladyboy.” As a matriarchal society, many men in the Kingdom of Nibeldi liked to emulate the behavior of women, and naturally, the ladyboy group quickly rose to prominence. Most of them married women like ordinary men, had families and children, but their status was equal to that of women.

Celia was Sophia’s husband (although Sophia usually called her wife), and their daughter was Rosemary; this was why Rosemary and Agatha were so close, and the fundamental reason why Nicholas was able to join the ranks of royalty.

“Agatha, by the way, how are the sales of your new book published last week?” Alexandra ignored Martin’s lewd behavior and asked Agatha.

"Not bad, we've already sold ten thousand copies," Agatha said proudly. Ten thousand copies was a high sales record at the time; Agatha had always been devoted to literary creation, and was good at writing poetry, essays, novels and plays, and her works were very popular in the Kingdom of Nibel.

Since she began publishing her own books at the age of twelve, Alexandra had stopped giving her pocket money, as the royalties she received were enough to cover her expenses of visiting brothels every single day of the year; of course, the equally frugal Agatha would never waste her money like that.

"Agatha, don't be so proud," Sophia immediately scolded Agatha. The previously smug Agatha could only remain silent.

"Alright, alright, let's change the subject. Christine, I only learned today that your mother and father's visit has been postponed. Do you know why?" Alexandra asked.

"I don't know either... perhaps it's because of the recent rumors about an impending war."

"Because of rumors? Those Holenjots are quite ridiculous. If it weren't for their inadequate naval defense, placing the entire responsibility for defending the North Lesforti Sea on the navy of our Kingdom of Nibeldi, the pirates of the Kingdom of Sass [2] wouldn't be so rampant!" Hazel, a general of the Kingdom of Nibeldi, couldn't help but criticize the Holenjot navy.

“Hazel… don’t say that. Christine is also a Holenjot.” Alexandra patted Hazel’s shoulder gently.

“Oh… Your Highness, I’m sorry…”

“It’s alright. The general is right. Indeed, Mother has been focusing her forces on dealing with the local landowners, neglecting the expansion of the Kingdom of Sas in the north.”

“That’s it. They allow pirates to plunder our caravans and impose heavy taxes on our merchants, severely hindering trade in the north,” Agatha said. “So it’s no wonder there are rumors that war between the two countries is imminent; however, I think the possibility of war in the short term is not high, after all, the military strength of the Kingdom of Sas is still some distance behind ours.”

“That’s it. The Sas people are just a bunch of barbarians, they have no ability to fight us.”

Alice chimed in.

“Actually,” Alexandra’s expression suddenly changed, and she said seriously. “The likelihood of this rumor is extremely high.”

“What?” Upon hearing Alexandra’s words, everyone suddenly fell silent. Even Martin stopped his caresses and stared at Alexandra in disbelief.

“Everyone sitting here eating is one of us, so I must take this opportunity to tell you this,” Alexandra said. “Hazel, explain it to them.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. According to the latest intelligence from the Privy Council,” Hazel gently pushed Martin’s hand away and said solemnly to everyone; the Privy Council was a department directly under the Queen, the highest authority in charge of the royal guards, local armies, and intelligence agencies, and was then led by Hazel. “

The Kingdom of Sas has secretly formed an alliance with several nearby small duchies and has begun recruiting soldiers, deploying them in various important towns along the southern coast. The number has reached two hundred thousand, exactly the total number of our Northern Lesforti Navy. But what’s even more terrifying is…”

“What is it?” Martin asked hurriedly.

“That wretched Richard even told the ministers that he would rape and kill all the women in the Nibelung Palace, and that he would rape all the men in the palace; his targets are everyone around me, including my husband, my lovers, my children, my ministers, and all my relatives,” Alexandra said.

“What arrogant nonsense!” Agatha exclaimed angrily.

“Such words are indeed very unsettling and malicious,” Sophia said.

“Yes. Therefore, from now on, each of you must be careful; according to intelligence, spies from the Kingdom of Sath have infiltrated Nibelung to prepare for dealing with the royal family,” Alexandra said.

“Alice, Rosemary, you should probably ditch the brothels for now; perhaps some of those prostitutes are spies from the Kingdom of Sath,” Celia said.

Although Agatha was also a libertine, she rarely frequented brothels to save money. When she had sexual needs, she usually dealt with the palace servants and guards; if she did want to visit a prostitute, she would go to the slums to find a cheap one. Alice and Rosemary, however, were different. They often frequented the city's upscale brothels, which were often the easiest places for spies from the Kingdom of Sath to infiltrate.

"Also, from now on, if you leave the palace, remember to take your guards with you, whether it's day or night. Don't forget, the Kingdom of Sath loves to use such low methods as kidnapping nobles to blackmail others," Alexandra said.

"We understand."

After dinner, Hazel left the palace. Rosemary, Alice, and Nicholas were invited to Rosemary's home to sleep in the same bed; Martin, on the other hand, led Robert and Celia to the glass door of the dining room facing the garden and sat on the stone steps in front of it.

“Daddy, I want your semen…” Robert said coquettishly, his face pressed against Martin’s genitals.

“Don’t rush, the semen will come soon.” So Martin unbuckled his belt and said, “How about this, I’ll ejaculate for you, and you let Celia fuck your little asshole, okay?”

“Okay, I like Celia’s dick too.”

“Really?” Celia said shyly with a smile, pulling on Robert’s pants and pulling down his underwear and trousers in one go; Robert’s dick, though small, was already mature at only ten years old, with pubic hair starting to grow, a full scrotum, a red glans, and a white and smooth penis, exactly the same as Martin’s, only different in size. As for his anus, although it was often penetrated by hard objects, the opening was still very narrow, unlike Martin’s anus, which could even fit a sword sheath.

“Daddy’s dick is so beautiful.” Robert said as he licked Martin’s flawless white penis with his tongue, his hands skillfully stroking it.

“Ahhhh! Celia, your cock…” Suddenly, Robert let out a scream like a girl; at this moment, Celia had already pulled down her pants, pulled a dark-colored cock out of her underwear, and immediately shoved the glans into his anus. The cock was about the same size as Martin's, but it didn't seem as thick; however, Robert's anus was so narrow that this cock was enough to make him scream like crazy.

“Look, Robert is so cute.” Alexandra, who was watching from the glass door, said to Agatha, gently stroking her buttocks with her right hand. Sofia (though she appeared very serious, she was still a lustful woman with a strong sex drive) was also watching Robert being fucked; the three of them seemed to share a common hobby—voyeurism. As for Alice and Barry, they didn't seem to have such a fetish and remained in their seats, slowly enjoying their desserts.

“Yes… Mom, please stop touching me,” Agatha said with a smile; but Alexandra ignored Agatha’s words, even unbuckling her belt and reaching into her underwear to stroke her penis.

“Touch me a little longer,” Alexandra said.

“No… I can’t take it anymore.” By this time, Agatha’s penis was already erect.

“Then you should go join them; wasting semen is unacceptable,” Sofia said.

“I’m going then.” So Agatha simply pulled down her pants, rushed to Robert, and shoved her penis into his mouth.

Before Robert could react, his face was flushed, and tears streamed down his cheeks as the two penises thrust into him wildly; however, these were tears of excitement, and the lewd smile on his face remained unchanged. At the same time, Celia's penis also began to thrust mercilessly into Robert's anus, the intense force causing his tender penis to sway back and forth; although his mouth was gagged, screams still occasionally escaped.

"Sofia, how wonderful it would be if such days could last forever," Alexandra said.

"Your Majesty, of course. But, according to prophecy, Agatha will face many more challenges and crises in the future," Sofia said.

“Although the scriptures don’t clearly define what those challenges and crises are, I think that evil Richard will be his first threat. Ever since Agatha’s birth, this heretic has been cursing Agatha and all intersex people; therefore, if he wants to harm a member of the royal family, Agatha is likely his first target.”

“I know that too, so from now on, I will arrange for agents from the Privy Council and the Overwatch Council to protect her 24 hours a day. You see, she works at the university and comes into contact with so many people; this could very well become Richard’s opportunity to strike,” Alexandra said.

The Overwatch Council is another powerful institution directly under the Queen, primarily responsible for overseeing the government and all officials; both organizations possess a large number of elite agents and can be considered the Queen’s most important pawns.

“Your Majesty, this is absolutely not acceptable. Agatha must face all the dangers herself, otherwise she cannot ultimately ‘become sainted’ as the prophecy foretold,” Sophia said.

“I even have another suggestion; if the Kingdom of Sass were to send troops to attack our country in the future, Your Majesty should send Agatha to fight.”

“What? She’s only twenty years old, and has never participated in any war,” Alexandra said. At that time, people in the Kingdom of Nibeldi could generally live to be 180 to 200 years old, so twenty years old was just the legal age of adulthood.

“Isn’t twenty years old enough to be a soldier? Besides, Agatha’s grades at the military academy were just as outstanding as her grades at the college,” Sofia said.

“Even if I didn’t suggest it, with her competitive, show-offy, and arrogant personality, she would definitely ask Your Majesty to let her participate in the war.”

“But…”

“Your Majesty, please believe me.” Sofia suddenly leaned into Alexandra’s arms, her hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, her eyes gazing earnestly at Alexandra’s face, and said gently.

“Since she is His Majesty’s daughter, I have always regarded her as my own; therefore, I will protect her safety no matter what.”

“But what will you do?”

“To enhance Agatha’s magical power, I will prepare a magic circle for her and cast a spell,” Sofia said.

“Since Richard wants to conquer Agatha in bed, we should do the opposite, letting Agatha’s penis completely conquer Richard.”

“That means… you will use the highest level of sex magic, right? But if that’s really the case…”

“Your Majesty, please rest assured, I am absolutely capable of accomplishing such a heavy task.”

“Then I entrust everything to you. My dear, you must do your best.” Alexandra stroked Sofia’s cheek gently.

“Your Majesty…”

“It’s not a formal occasion, darling, you can just call me by my name.”

“Yes, darling Alexandra…”

Just as the two were kissing and caressing each other, Christine and Barry, who had overheard their conversation, quietly left the dining room while the two weren’t looking. They pushed open another glass door and went to the other end of the garden, whispering among themselves. As Agatha’s girlfriend and boyfriend, they were naturally very concerned and anxious about what they had just heard.

“It seems things are very bad; Bishop Sophia is actually going to use the highest level of sex magic to help Agatha fight Richard’s threat. But no matter how powerful Sophia and Agatha’s magic is, isn’t this a bit too risky?” Christine said anxiously.

“But what other choice do we have? Indeed, the bishop is right; Agatha will surely volunteer for the war, and she will naturally become the enemy's target. But she cannot refuse to fight, otherwise the prophecy cannot be fulfilled; as the scriptures say, a holy king must never evade danger,” Barry said.

“However… the bishop and all those involved in the spell will likely be severely weakened afterward. Furthermore, if anything goes wrong, or if Agatha cannot control the powerful magic… she will go mad, raping everyone she sees like a wild beast.”

“Therefore, we must be sacrifices in the magic circle, so that even if she goes mad, she will not harm anyone else,” Barry said solemnly.

“What?” Christine asked in surprise.

“What’s wrong? Are you afraid?” Barry said.

“Agatha is our lover. If it weren’t for her penis fucking us every day, we

wouldn’t be living such a comfortable life in the Nibelung Palace, nor would we have the respect and love of the people in the kingdom!

Is it wrong to offer her our semen, milk, and vaginal fluids now?”

“But what if she really goes mad and rapes us…”

“Then let’s just call it BDSM! Anyway, we often have sex, it’s just that Agatha is never rough with us in bed.”

“You’re right… then, let’s do as you say.” Christine gazed worriedly at Agatha on the other side of the garden; at this moment, Robert’s clothes were all off, and the original rear-entry position had been changed to the missionary position. He lay on the ground, legs spread, his body and penis swaying back and forth, his mouth groaning loudly, because Celia’s penis was already ejaculating wildly in his anus.

“We’re here too.” Martin’s penis slapped violently against Robert’s smooth cheeks, ejaculating white semen into his mouth, and some also landed on his face, eyelids, forehead, nose, and hair. Agatha was even more ruthless than Martin, aiming her penis at his small penis and frantically slapping his glans, ejaculating white

semen onto the tender penis. “Ah ...

"Ah... I'm going to cum too..." A stream of semen shot out from the pink glans, spraying wildly in the air; although the amount of semen was small, and the ejaculation only lasted about ten seconds before stopping completely, the way the cute little boy's penis swayed back and forth during ejaculation was enough to visually satisfy the desires of the three adults.

"Dad... I'm so tired..." Robert, exhausted, buried his face, covered in semen, and panted against Martin's chest.

"It's okay, you did a great job just now." Martin said with a smile, his hand still playing with Robert's penis.

"Yes, Robert, you were very good just now, no matter how hard it was, you didn't resist or struggle." Agatha said.

"Haha, my sister praised me too... Ah... I yawn..." Robert was already very tired.

“Well then, it’s late now, you should all go back first. I’ll take Robert back to bed,”

Martin said.

“Okay.”

The moon hung high in the sky, and it was getting late; although the brothels in Nibeldi were still brightly lit, the lights in the royal palace had been extinguished one by one, and the day was temporarily over. However, at the very edge of the night, on the other side of the North Lesforti Sea, an evil force was stirring like a penis about to ejaculate.

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