The big wooden doors to the East Barracks were opened up by Sargent Hewson, and Sara walked into the building with a wobble. The assembly area was a little spacious, but it was constructed to be functional rather than stylish. With small windows on the side walls and a dark wood finish. It was mostly bare except for a few weapons racks, a desk near the far wall, and a few long benches stacked on top of each other.
The assembly area's function was for knights to assemble before heading out on a mission. But that wasn't its only use, as it also acted as a lounge when knights were off duty. And in the far back wall of the Assembly hall was a narrow entrance to the living quarters for the knights. In this narrow hallway was a line of closed doors on each side. Each door led to a different room, and these rooms were designed to house knights. They were Spartan in their design and had the basics: a bed, a chair, a desk, and a wardrobe. But the knights didn't complain as the barracks were built for their needs and not their wants.
This would be a place that Sara normally wouldn't have been caught dead in, but here she was, needing the most basic of privacy.
'Agh! Curse my stupid pride and desire for excellence! I-I should have taken Eleanora's lead and held—Augh!? C-Control! I have to—Agh! H-Hold it back! I'm not a harlot. That's right. I'm a proud noble. I'm the one who chooses if I—Aungh~! CONTROL!' Sara thought as her hand went down to her womanhood, and she gasped loudly. Her hips twitched as she rubbed her lower lips through her panties. She couldn't help but rub herself a little. Her legs trembled as she tried to stay standing, but her Nobility training and pride wouldn't allow her to just give in and start masturbating.
Sir Hewson, on the other hand, was a little nervous as he tried to guide Lady Sara. It wasn't like he's never been this close to a noble woman before. He's t a few and has a good reputation with them. But being so close to the first woman he's ever had a crush on. Well, it made him feel a little nervous and excited.
'What are you thinking, man? She doesn't even know who you are. Even if she did rescue from her asshole brother. Just be professional and focus on the task at hand!' Hewson told himself.
Sara was doing her best not to show weakness, but it was harder than she thought as the effects of the Mana Rush were still working on her.
"H-How far are the rooms!?" Sara demanded.
"Just down the hall. This way, please," the Sargent said, as he walked ahead of her and led the way to a closed door on the right side of the hall.
Sara's eyes needed to focus on anything that wasn't these urges that refused to go away. She looked at the door, and the sergeant, and then her gaze drifted over the sergeant's shoulders.
'He's nothing special. A-And no man is good enough for . My husband made sure that I don't like...n? W-Why do I feel this way?' Sara thought.
Hewson was an attractive man, in his early 30s. He was a few inches taller than Sara and had a muscular build. He had short brown hair, hazel eyes, and a well-trimd beard. He was wearing his official royal guard uniform and had his sword at his waist. But his back looked so much bigger than her bastard of a husband's. His uniform clung to his body, accentuating his muscular physique, and the fabric was pulled tight around his arms, showing off his powerful biceps and triceps. And the way his ass filled out his pants, it was almost criminal.
'W-What am I thinking?!' Sara thought as her eyes were focused on the sergeant's firm butt, and her hand was rubbing her lower lips through her panties. 'S-Stop it! Don't look there! You're a noblewoman! An-and n can't be trusted to—Huh!?'
Before Sara knew what hit her, Hewson turned around and pinned Sara against the wall, and started kissing her deeply. Her noble pride was screaming at her to push him away, but when he pulled the back of her long silver hair back and snaked his tongue inside her mouth. Her body shuddered from the shock of her first kiss.
Her eyes were wide open, but her eyelids grew heavy, and she moaned into his mouth as she lted into his muscular body. His strong arms wrapped around her back and lifted her petite body up, pressing her soft breasts into his chest, and his leg pressed between her legs, spreading her pussy lips apart. Her panties were completely soaked through.
"Mmph!" Sara's mind blanked, and she didn't resist as her body gave in. 'Oh, Goddess... I-I'm giving myself to a man I just t?!'
She was completely lost in her own desires and the taste of his tongue. His scent was driving her crazy, and her hips began moving on their own.
"Mmmphh~! Hmmm~! N-No, stop..." she whispered between kisses. She could feel his growing erection against her belly, and her body was heating up as her heart pounded in her chest.
He kissed the sides of her neck and nibbled on her ear.
"Mmmmmm~!" she whimpered as he sucked on her earlobe. Her nipples were hardening and poking through her undershirt, and her pussy was leaking more juices down her thighs.
"Hahh~! Ahhhnnn~! H-Hey!"
Sara tried to push him off, but she was too weak.
'C-Control! I have to... control myself.'
He lifted her up higher, and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her pussy through her panties. She was completely helpless, and she didn't want it to end.
"Please, stop..."
He moved his hands down and grabbed her ass.
'Oh Goddess, what is this feeling? I-I want him to fuck ! B-But I'm a noblewoman! I-I'm not a harlot! N-Noblewon don't do such things... But the way he's holding and kissing , and the way his cock is pressed against my—Stop! This isn't right! I'm not so whore that's going to spread her legs for a man I just—'
"Lady Sara?"
'The way he says my na is so sexy! F-Fine! He can have his way with ! B-But he can't say a word about this to anyone!'
"Milady!? Are you okay?"
'He sounds so hot. I can't believe he's so good at this! And his dick is so hard! Goddess, it's so big!'
"M-My Lady!? Wake up!"
'Huh? What in the hells is he waiting for—'
Sara felt a strong hand grip her shoulder and shake her gently but firmly, causing her to jump and break the trance.
Sara noticed that she wasn't pinned up against the wall or was making out with Hewson. She looked around and realized that she was daydreaming.
"Huh?! Wh-what's going on!?" Sara exclaid in a panic.
"Are you okay, Lady Sara? You just stopped in your tracks and began breathing heavily... I think you whispered, please stop. But I was trying to get your attention. Is everything okay?" Hewson asked with a bit of worry written on his face.
It made Sara's heart skip a beat to see a man actually get her. However, her embarrassnt of sohow fantasizing about this knight forcing himself on her caused her face to flush red.
"I-I'm fine! Just... lead the way. Please, Sir Hewson," Sara replied while looking away from him in an innocent manner.
The knight was surprised by Sara's sudden mood shift. She didn't snap at him, and she looked adorable trying not to look at him, but she would occasionally steal a glance or two at his face.
"Uh, well... we are here, Milady," Hewson said as he opened the door and motioned for Sara to walk inside.
Sara hesitated and was about to tell the knight off, but when those images of the knight fucking her on the wall ca flooding back. Her womanhood pulsed, and a shiver ran up her spine.
'D-Damn it! Get it together, Sara! He's a low-born soldier, and you are a high-born Noble. Act like it! Don't let so random male make a fool of you.'
With her noble pride back in place, Sara stood straight and looked down her nose at the sergeant.
"Well, I-I appreciate the gesture. I will make sure to speak to the General about your efforts. Now, if you don't mind. I would like a mont of privacy," Sara said, with an air of authority.
The Knight looked a little confused, and he was about to say sothing, but thought better of it. He just nodded and stepped away from the door.
"As you wish, Lady Sara. I will be here if you need anything," the Sargent replied.
"You've done enough," Sara said in a superior tone. She was glad to have her old self back, even though her inner lustful side wanted the Sargent to bend her over the desk and have his way with her.
Sara pushed those thoughts out of her head and walked towards the room. However, when she walked by his and picked up a scent of musk. The sll was intoxicating and caused her pussy to leak her juices down her legs. She stopped in the doorway and stood still like a statue.
Hewson was a little confused and worried that she was in another trance-like state. And after a few seconds, Sara spoke to him.
"Sir Hewson... How good are you at... Keeping secrets?" Sara asked, as her heart started pounding again. She couldn't believe that she was asking this man a question.
'W-What are you saying, Sara!? Don't be a fool. Y-You're a noble. He's just a knight. He can't keep secrets from his superiors. H-He can't be trust—'
"I am a loyal servant of the King and the House of Lords, and I have never told a secret that I was entrusted to keep," the Sargent answered.
Sara's heart fluttered, and her pussy itched.
"And, can I trust you not to say a word about my actions today... To anyone? Including my uncle, the King?" Sara asked, her voice almost begging him not to rat her out.
Hewson was surprised by her sudden change. He was used to the other nobles outside of the palace treating him like shit, and this was the first ti a noble woman didn't insult him.
"As long as it doesn't involve betraying the Royal Family or the Kingdom, you have my word, Milady," the knight said, with a nod.
Sara's heart thumped harder, and her womanhood twitched. Without even looking at him, her left hand reached out and grabbed his wrist. She tugged his arm gently and turned her head to the side to look at him. Her silver eyes t his hazel eyes, and for a brief mont, she was lost in them.
"I-I need you to...show all the features in this room," Sara said, breaking eye contact.
Hewson was dumbfounded. He didn't know what features Sara was referring to, and he could see that her cheeks were a deep shade of red.
'What the hells is wrong with !? Why do I keep saying these things!? What is wrong with !? Did that damn witch curse ?!'
Sara's pride was telling her not to look at the knight, but her body was burning for him.
"Um? I don't know what features you are—"
"I never b-been in a barracks before, Sir Knight... And I would like your expertise in... Relaxing. As long as you keep this to yourself," Sara said, cutting him off. She couldn't believe she was doing this.
The knight was taken aback by her request, but then he felt his manhood twitch, and his blood rushed to his nether regions. He finally understood why she wanted him to show her all the features in this room.
"Are you sure, My Lady... I know you are married—"
"To a fool! He has multiple wives and can't pleasure them even with an AphroAroma Wick! Now that I know that I have a Mage Vein. I don't need or want a man who is using my family's lineage for political gain," Sara said, turning around to face him.
She stared into his eyes and took a step towards him. Her heart was beating fast, and her palms were sweaty.
"You were ordered to serve until I have a proper escort, were you not? Well, I want you to... serve , Sir Knight," Sara said, in a breathy voice. Her face was flushed red, and she was staring directly into his eyes.
Hewson was stunned. He had no idea how to respond to her words. But then he felt her soft hands touching his chest, and her scent filled his nose. He made his decision.
"Your secret is safe with , Milad—Whoa!?"
When Sara heard what she needed to hear. She quickly pulled the knight into the room, pushed him against the door, and slamd it closed. Her eyes were half-lidded, and she was breathing heavily.
"P-Please show the features in this room, Sir Knight," Sara said, as she pressed her body against his.
The knight was taken aback, but then he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
"Yes, My Lady," the knight said, before leaning in and kissing her deeply.
Sara moaned into his mouth and kissed him back. She was surprised that the knight was so good at this, and the way his body felt against hers.
"Mmm~! Hmhm~!" Sara moaned and whimpered as her knight was assaulting her neck. The cloak fell off her shoulders, and her undershirt was pulled up, revealing her new perky breasts that stood proudly, and her pink nipples were rock hard.
"By the goddess... They're perfect..." Hewson muttered in a trance-like state as he gazed upon Sara's body.
Sara's mind blanked as the knight was sucking and nibbling on her right nipple. His left hand was massaging her left breast, and his right hand was rubbing her wet slit. Her back arched when the knight sucked on her right nipple and pinched her left.
"Hmmm~! Ahhhn~!" Sara was in pure bliss as her knight was worshiping her body. Her hands were pulling his hair, and her hips were thrusting forward.
'Oh, goddess! He's so much better, Ferdinand! He's making feel things I've never felt befor—C-Control! It's M-My choice. He is serving and My needs!'
Hewson was on cloud nine, as he was getting to experience a Highborn woman's body for the first ti. He knew that if he was caught, he would be hanged. But he didn't care. All that mattered right now was Sara and making her cum.
Sara was losing her mind, and she had never felt so good in her entire life. The urge to give herself to the knight was overwhelming.
'H-He's not taking. I'm g-giving myself to him! Th-That's right. This is a one-ti thing. Ugh!? I-I will allow him to put it inside —b-but he isn't allowed to cum inside ! N-No way in the seven hells, am I letting a commoner put his filthy seed inside !'
"Oh, goddess! This itch is getting worse—"
"M-My lady... May I?" the knight asked, as he looked up at her with pleading eyes.
Sara was a little confused at first, but then she noticed that the knight was undoing his belt, and his cock sprang out. It was bigger than Ferdinand's, and the itch inside her grew.
"H-How dare you pull out s-such a...thing! You have so nerve, Sir Knight!" Sara exclaid as her eyes couldn't stop staring at the monster cock.
Hewson was stunned, and the fear of death crept into his mind.
"I-I'm sorry, Lady Ser—Mmff!"
"You need to understand your station! I cannot let this bad behavior go unpunished," Sara yelled, as she wrapped her soft hand around his shaft and began pumping it.
"Gah!? I-I apologize, my L-Lady. I-I can put it away if you could—Ooh!"
Sara began pumping her hand faster, and her pussy was leaking juices down her leg. She was embarrassed that she was doing such a thing, but the itch inside her womb was pushing her on. All she could do was try to disguise her embarrassnt by yelling at the knight.
"M-My lady, please st—Hgn!?"
"You think you can just pull this thing out in front of a woman! I have to teach you a lesson!" Sara exclaid as she began squeezing his cock harder. She pulled him away from the wall. Hewson tried pulling away to free himself from Sara's grasp, but she followed him with every step. Her face looked stoic, but her cheeks were red.
"Hmph! Look what you are making do! I-I will make you suffer!" Sara said as she continued to pump his cock.
The knight's breathing was becoming heavy, and his face was getting redder as he continued to step back until his legs bumped up against the bedfra.
"M-My Lady, please—"
"You dirtied my hands, and my eyes can't unsee this disgusting thing! You need to learn your place and accept your punishnt," Sara said, with a half-hearted glare. She released his cock, and the knight collapsed onto the bed. He was gasping for air, and his cock was twitching.
Sara's eyes couldn't look away from the thick at rod. The itch inside her womb grew, and her mouth watered. She knew what she had to do.
"Y-You need to understand what happens to commoners who disrespect a Highborn! If I didn't hate filth so much, I wouldn't be doing this. I hope you've learned your lesson, Sir Knight," Sara said, in a shaky voice. She couldn't hide her embarrassnt and fear.
Hewson was confused at first and was going to try to put away his cock. However, he had a better look at Sara now that she wasn't so close, and he saw her blushing cheeks, her fidgeting feet, and her nervous expression. He could see the lust in her eyes, and her body was begging him to take her. And yet, she was saying such harsh things to him. That's when it hit him.
'Wait!? Is this her kink? Dirty talk? Or is she trying to act like a dominatrix? Her words are harsh, but her actions aren't. She's trying to hide her embarrassnt. That's got to be it. This could be fun.'
"You're right, my Lady. I'm a commoner a-and I should know my place. Only you can punish for my bad behavior. So, please. Punish , my Lady," Hewson said, as he leaned back and spread his legs open, causing his manhood to stand tall in front of the noblewon.
Sara was taken aback, but her heart raced. She bit her lower lip and couldn't stop staring at the pulsing shaft. She couldn't deny that she wanted it, and her womanhood was aching to be filled.
"Y-You insolent knave! I-I should have your head for being so disrespectful," Sara said, her face becoming even redder. Her legs were shaking, and her mind was in turmoil. "I don't know if you are even worthy of my touch, Sir Knight!"
"I-I'm not deserving, my lady. I'm a lowly knight—Ahhhnnn~!"
"It's too late to grovel! I need to cleanse this commoner filth from your body! Y-You should be honored that a Highborn woman is willing to taint herself just to punish a filthy commoner like you," Sara said, trying to mask her arousal and her excitent.
Sara knelt down between his legs and placed her hands on his knees. Her pussy was twitching, and her body was begging her to take the monster cock inside her. But she had to control herself.
"Now, Sir Knight. You better not co inside , or else!"
"I-I understand, my lady," the knight said, as his cock was twitching.
"Good. Now, take it off," Sara demanded, as she began pulling his trousers and boots off.
Hewson complied, pulled off his shirt, and tossed it to the side.
Sara's fake deaning glare faltered when she saw his body. She looked at him in awe. Her husband, Ferdinand, was a fat slob and had a beer gut. The knight, however, was the complete opposite. He was in shape, with broad shoulders and a chiseled chest. His biceps were firm, and his thighs were muscular.
"H-Have you been blessed by the goddesses, Sir Knight!?" Sara said, her gaze lingering over his body.
"Um? What was that, Milady?" Hewson asked as he noticed that Sara broke out of her character.
She shook her head furiously and went back to her stern glare.
"I-I said you think your puny commoner body could ever compare to a Highborn's. You are sorely mistaken, Sir Knight. Your body is a disgrace, and you should be ashad. I am the only woman who can bring out its true potential, and I will make you regret ever disobeying . Do you understand, Sir Knight!?" Sara asked in a stern voice.
The knight couldn't help but smirk. "The fates are too cruel, my lady. Why must they torture so? My body is unworthy of you, but I shall accept your punishnt and repent for my sins. Thank you, my lady," the knight said, his smirk widening.
"Hmph! As if you are worth anything more than a footstool. I will show you what happens to those who disrespect their betters," Sara took hold of his cock and started licking it from the base to the tip.
"Ahhhhnnn~!"
"See, I have full control over you, Sir Knight," Sara said in a commanding tone. "I can make you beg for rcy, and I will enjoy every mont of it."
"N-No, my lady. Y-You don't have control o-over !"
"S-Struggle all you want, Sir Knight, b-but I am the master here," Sara said, in a shaky voice. She began to move her head up and down his shaft.
'Have I lost my mind!? I have never done this with anyone, but he tastes so good! His scent is driving crazy, and his skin feels so warm. Why is it so hot in here?'
"Gahhhhn~!"
Sara continued her assault on the knight's manhood, and her eyes were focused on his face. She could see the lust and desire in his eyes, and his breathing was heavy. This was the first ti in her life that she was the one in control. The one in charge, and it was exciting her.
"Gahhhhn~!"
The taste, the sll, the sounds of his moans, and the feel of his cock were driving her crazy. She didn't want it to stop. Her instincts told her to push his cock down deeper in her throat, and she complied.
'I'm the one doing this to him. It's all because of . He's mine! My plaything. I'm going to enjoy this! Goddess, how did he get so big!? What will it feel like in my womb? Oh, goddess! I'm not a harlot. I'm just satisfying this Mana Rush and teaching this fool a lesson! He won't tell anyone what happened in this room! If he does, he's a dead man.'
"Gahhhnn~!"
"Mmmmfff~!"
Hewson's cock poked the back of Sara's throat, causing a shiver of pleasure to run through her body.
'What is this!? It feels so good!'
"Haaaaahnn~!"
"Mmmmmmfff~!"
She continued to suck his cock, and his moans beca louder and louder. She couldn't get enough.
"Gaaaaaahh~! C-Cumming—Haaaahhn~!"
'Oh!? Okay! Um? I should pull out and—AUNGH~!?'
Hewson's essence erupted in the back of her mouth, and she thought she should spit it out. But her instincts took over. She swallowed, and his essence went down her throat. Her mind blanked, and her body twitched.
'W-Why did I swallow!? It's disgusting! Another load filled her mouth, and her taste buds exploded with the flavor. 'S-So good!'
Hewson was panting, and his eyes were rolled to the back of his head. His body was on fire, and his heart was pounding in his chest. Sara moaned as she swallowed every last drop. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her pussy twitched. She had never felt anything like this before. Her mind was in a haze, and she couldn't think straight.
"Gahh—Haaahn~!"
"Mmmmmmfff~"
She kept sucking on his cock, and she could feel him twitch in her mouth.
'I'm the master, and he's my plaything! HE'S MINE! Goddess, I can't get enough of him. I have to have more!'
She wrapped her tongue around his shaft, and her lips were moving up and down the shaft. She kept sucking his cock, and she could feel him getting hard again.
"Ahhnn—Gaaahhn~!"
His body started convulsing, and his cock began twitching in her mouth. She pulled his cock out of her mouth with such a quick motion that a pop sound from her suction was made.
"Aaahhhhhnnnn~!"
"N-Not yet, Sir Knight," Sara said, trying her hardest to hide the lust in her voice. "You dare spread your filthy seed inside my mouth when I ordered you not to! You have so nerve, Sir Knight! You think you can cum whenever you want!? Not until I give you permission," Sara said, trying her best to remain composed.
"S-Sorry, my lady," Hewson said, with a sly smirk on his face. "I couldn't help myself. I never knew how powerful highborn ladies were. I'm too weak and unworthy to be in your presence. Please, forgive ."
Sara was rubbing her thighs together as she stared longingly into his eyes. She didn't realize it at the ti, but she was already under his spell.
"W-Well, Sir Knight, I think it's ti I give you a more fitting punishnt," Sara said, her pussy aching for his cock. She got up on her knees and straddled him. She lifted up her leather skirt to expose her pussy in front of him. Her womanhood was glistening, and her juices were leaking down her leg.
"M-My lady, p-please, allow to use my fingers. My manhood isn't worthy to accept such an offering," Hewson begged.
Sara gave him a sly grin, grabbed his wrist, and moved it over his head. "The stench of a commoner is all over you. I think your manhood needs to be purified with my juices," Sara said, her hips grinding her pussy against his shaft.
"H-Have rcy, my lady. I'm not worthy," Hewson begged.
"That is not your decision to make. I decide who is worthy of my womanhood. You should be honored that a woman such as myself is allowing a filthy commoner like yourself the opportunity to defile her noble body," Sara said, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she moved her pussy over his tip.
"Ahhhhnnn~"
"My lady, please, have rcy," Hewson begged.
Sara glared at him, and her eyes were full of lust and desire.
"I'm going to show you what happens when a commoner tries to defile a Highborn woman," Sara said, her breathing becoming heavy. She gyrated her hips when the tip of his bulging manhood touched her pussy.
"Please, have rcy, my lady. I'm not worthy," Hewson pleaded, his heart beating rapidly.
Sara smirked at him, and then she lowered herself on his manhood.
"AAAAAANNNNNN~!"
"H-HAVE RCY, MY LADY! H-HAVE RCY ON THIS UNWORTHY COMMONER!"
"NEVER~!" Sara scread as her womanhood was stretched out.
"GAAAHHHNNNNN~!"
She impaled herself on his cock, and her body was engulfed with ecstasy. She threw her head back and moaned loudly. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her pussy clenched around his shaft. She couldn't control herself. 'H-Heaven... This is... HEAVEN!'
Her body was on fire, and her pussy was throbbing. His manhood was pulsing inside her, and his precum was leaking into her womb. Her juices were flowing down her thighs, and her nipples were hardened. She was lost in the pleasure, and she couldn't think straight as she began to slowly rock her hips. Her pussy demanded to savor his cock with each slow and deliberate motion.
"Ahhnnn—G-Goddess..." Sara said breathlessly.
"I've died and gone to the Heavens. I've died and gone to the Heavens," Hewson repeated, his body was trembling.
"Ahhhhhhn~"
Sara placed her hands on his chest, and she started rocking her hips faster.
"Ahhhh—AUNGH! YES—HAAAAHHHHN~!" Sara was about to let loose, but her logical side ca roaring in to rein her back in. "I-I-I an! A-Are you enjoying this, Sir Knight? Is my tight Highborn pussy to your liking?" She asked in a breathy voice.
"Holy fuck!" Hewson moaned. He was done pretending to be weak and submissive anymore. This woman was a girl of his dreams, and he was going to show her how much he loved her.
"AHHHN~!"
He grabbed her hips and pulled her down. His manhood was buried inside her, and his balls were touching her pussy lips.
"I've died and gone to the Heavens," Hewson grunted, his body was shaking, and his mind was spinning.
Sara gasped as his cock was buried inside her. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened in surprise.
"A-A-AHHHHHNNNN~!" Sara moaned loudly, her pussy was quivering around his shaft. Her nails were digging into his chest, and her legs were trembling.
"OHHHHH FUCK~!" Hewson roared.
He thrust his hips upwards, and his manhood plunged deep into her pussy. He was grunting and groaning as he kept pumping his cock inside her. She was bouncing on his pelvis as he was speeding up.
"Ah!? Ahh!? Ahhh! H-Hey!? Why are you going so FAST!? OH, GODDESS! YESSSSSSSSS~!"
"AHHHHHHN—GAHHHHHNNNNN~!"
Their bodies were slamming against each other, and their sweat was mingling. Her breasts were jiggling and bouncing so much that they popped out of her undershirt. Her nipples were hardened, and her ass was bouncing as well. Hewson was grunting and moaning as his body was on fire. He was getting close to climax.
"AHHNNN—Y-YES! Y-YESSSSS! G-GIVE YOUR BABIES! MAKE A MOTHER—N-NO! I-I AM THE ONE IN CONTROL HERE! YOU WIL—AUGH~!"
Sara's mind was shattered, and her body was in a state of ecstasy. He was pumping his cock inside her like a wild animal. He was grunting and groaning, and his balls were slapping against her ass. Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head, and her mouth opened into an O-shape. She couldn't think straight. The only thing that she could think about was his cock and the pleasure it was giving her.
"AHHHHHHHH~! YES! DEAR GODDESS! I'M CUMMING!" Sara scread as she ca the hardest she's ever had in her life. Her vision went white, and her mind went blank. Her pussy clenched tightly around his shaft, and her juices were flowing out of her. 'Th-This is what a real man can do! Not a weak, fat piece of trash of a nobleman who can't pleasure one wife, let alone the rest of us? I feel whole! I feel complete! I feel... sothing twitching deep inside ? OH, GODDESS! I NEED HEWSON TO PULL OUT!'
With the brief mont of clarity, Sara realized what was going to happen next and tried to dismount him. However, her legs had a mind of their own and wrapped around his waist.
Hewson's body was burning, and his heart was pounding. He was about to explode.
"I'm going to cum—AUGH!"
Sara's eyes widened, "H-Hold on! Pull out! H-Hurry!"
Hewson groaned as he ca out of his trance. He tried to pull out, but her legs wouldn't let him.
"Gah! I-I'm trying! Let go!" Hewson grunted; his mind was cloudy. His failure to pull out was causing his cock to rub Sara's G-spot before entering her womb again.
"AHHHHHHNNNN—NOOOOO! YOU'RE IN MY WOMB! PULL IT OUT, SIR HEWSON! HURRY!"
Sara's legs acted like boa constrictors around his waist, and her nails dug deep into his chest.
"Oh, goddess! It feels so good inside you," Hewson said, his eyes were half-closed. His balls were touching her ass, and her juices were leaking onto his pelvis.
"NO! STOP! I'M A MARRIED WOMAN! WE'RE FORBIDDEN TO DO THIS!"
Her vaginal walls were squeezing his manhood tightly, and her pussy was milking his shaft.
"OH, FUCK!"
He couldn't hold back. He had to cum inside her. He had to. His mind was racing, and his body was burning. He had to. He needed to. He wanted to.
"STOP! PULL OUT OF ! I ORDER YOU TO—OOOOOOH~! OH, GODDESS!? Y-YEAH! YES! THAT'S IT, HEWSON! AUNGH~! OHHH, GAAHHHN~!"
His cock was pulsing inside her, and her juices were coating his shaft. Before she could do anything, she felt a warmth spreading inside her. Her body was trembling, and her pussy was convulsing. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened in surprise.
"OH! I-I-I FEEL SOTHING! WHAT IS THAT?! OH, GODDESS!"
His cum was gushing into her womb. Her pussy was clenching tightly around his shaft, and her juices were mixing with his seed. She couldn't think straight. 'This... This feeling is...'
Hewson groaned, and his body was shaking.
"AHHHHHNNNN~!"
She tried to stop him, but her body was betraying her. She couldn't control herself. Her body needed this more than anything else.
"OH, GODDESS! I-I-I FEEL A T-TINGLING SENSATION IN MY WOMB?! S-SUCH A PLEASURE! OHH, YESSSSS~!"
Sara scread, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was cumming again.
Hewson's cum was gushing inside her, and her tight stomach was starting to get bigger. Sara was rolling her head as the euphoric feeling was making her go crazy.
"Ah! Oh, Goddess, yes! Give babies! I need them! Please, give babies! I'm running out of ti!"
Sara's mind was gone. Her rational side was thrown out the window, and her instincts took over.
"I'm so close to cumming again! Gah! Almost there, love," Hewson moaned.
He was still thrusting inside her, and her pussy was clenching around his shaft. His balls were slapping against her ass, and her juices were flowing out of her.
"Ahhhhn~"
Sara's face was red, and her breathing was ragged.
"Almost there," Hewson groaned.
He was pumping his cock inside her, and her pussy was milking his shaft. She couldn't hold back any longer.
"AHHNNN—OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH~!"
She ca, and her juices were spraying on his pelvis.
"Fuck!"
His body was shaking, and his cock was twitching inside her.
"H-HEWSON~!"
He ca, and his seed was shooting into her womb.
Sara was screaming, and she was loving it. She's never had a man fill her womb with his cum, and the feeling was making her go crazy.
"OOHHH—FUCK YESSSSSS~!"
She was rolling her head, and her eyes were half-closed. With one last thrust and arch of Hewson's back, the two lovers were panting.
After what seed like an eternity, Hewson and Sara collapsed on the bed. Their bodies were covered in sweat, and their hair was matted to their foreheads. They were breathing heavily, and their hearts were pounding.
Sara's eyes widened, and she looked down at her stomach. Her womb was bulging, and her pussy was leaking cum.
"I-I can't believe it. I told you to not cum inside ! But you did it anyway!"
She glared at him, and he looked at her in disbelief. "I-I tried. But—"
"But what!?" Sara said, her voice filled with anger.
"B-But you wouldn't let . Your legs... they are still wrapped around ," Hewson said, looking down at her hips. Sara followed his gaze, and her eyes widened when she saw that her legs were wrapped around him.
"OH, GODDESS! Um!? W-Well, you should have pushed off! Like this—grah! Huh? S-Stupid legs! Move!"
She tried to pull away, but her body wouldn't let her. Hewson tried to help her, but his body was too exhausted.
"I-I'm sorry. I didn't an to cum inside you," Hewson said. Sara could tell he ant it, and she felt her heart flutter.
"Well!? Um... Y-You should feel sorry! Because if I'm pregnant, then... Y-You will get really punished, understand?!" Sara said, blushing.
Hewson couldn't help but smile at how adorable she was.
"What punishnt, Milady?" Hewson said, a small smile forming on his face.
Sara beca more embarrassed and hit his shoulder.
"Shut up! Just get out of , okay!? Gah! Stupid legs, let go of him already!"
They both started laughing, and their bodies were shaking.
"Okay, okay. Let see if I can pry them off," Hewson said.
It was hard, but after a few minutes, he managed to pry her legs from his waist.
Sara moaned when Hewson's cock slid out of her. His essence was leaking out of her, and her pussy was throbbing. She rolled off of him, and they were both lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Sara was trying to make sense of the whirlwind that was this week. Going from a hopelessness that she couldn't save her younger sisters from her fate, of being in a loveless marriage as one of the many wives of Count Ferdinand von Griant. To finding out that she and her sister were Mages. They had the backing of their Aunt and Uncle to seek a divorce; they had newfound support from Lady Saffron Fairchild and the rest of the Mage's Guilds to keep them in the Kingdom; and they had received back a level of freedom that had been taken away from their parents. It felt surreal to Sara as she stared up blankly at the wooden ceiling.
Hewson was lying on his back, with his right hand supporting his head, his left arm wrapped around Sara, and he was breathing heavily. He couldn't believe what had happened, either.
The silence between them was deafening, and Sara was the first to speak.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For saying all those an things to you... I-I wasn't in my right mind, and I couldn't control... This urges..." Sara blushed.
Hewson chuckled, and he placed his hand on her hip. He wanted to make a joke, but he held back.
"I'm sorry, too. For taking advantage of you," Hewson said, smiling sheepishly.
"N-No, it's okay. It's my fault, too," Sara said, her face turning redder.
They were both silent again, and Hewson broke the silence once more.
"Well... If it makes you feel better, you were amazing," Hewson said, grinning.
Sara punched him lightly, and she was giggling.
"Shut up, you commoner filth," Sara said, giggling.
"Y-Yes, Milady. I'm unworthy to even look at your radiance," Hewson said, mocking her words from earlier.
"Shut up, you pervert," Sara said, laughing.
Hewson laughed, and Sara couldn't help but laugh, too.
The two were enjoying each other's company, and they couldn't stop smiling.
"So... What are we now?" Hewson asked, his tone serious.
Sara bit her lower lip and looked up at him. She couldn't tell him that she loved him, because she knew that was impossible. So, instead, she said, "Friends."
"Friends, huh?"
"Yes. We are friends. Good friends. I'm a married woman after all," Sara said, blushing.
Hewson sighed and grimaced, "Right... Who was he again? Count Ferdinand? It must be hard to be married to a moron."
Sara's heart raced at the fact that Hewson was jealous, "You don't know the half of it."
"I know enough that he's an idiot. Who in their right mind would have a harem if they were married to you? You are the most beautiful woman in the kingdom," Hewson said, smirking.
Sara smiled, and her heart fluttered, "You're just saying that because I'm a Noblewoman and a niece to the King. Anyone would say sothing like that."
"Not . I thought your father should have been thrown in prison for marrying you off to that pig. You deserved better," Hewson said, and Sara's breath caught in her throat.
"Y-You... You were a knight when I was forced into an arranged marriage?" Sara asked.
Hewson shook his head, "No. I was a squire at the ti. I was a farm boy and had to fight off a horde of monsters when I was eleven. I managed to kill a couple of them and felt Mana flowing into . I accidentally disintegrated a rack a week after that, and that's when my parents told the village chief. They called the local Mage Guild, and a mber showed up to test . I didn't pass the Mage's test, but they could feel the Mana flowing through when I accidentally channeled it into their hand during the test. I was sent to the nearest knight academy that could train , and they were able to teach how to wield Mana to strengthen my body, which was enough to pass their test. One thing led to another, and I was a squire to one of the Captains in the Royal Palace. It's definitely a change of pace from being a farmhand. Anyway, I was about two weeks into becoming Sir Timothy's squire when the Royal Family had a party in the palace. I've never seen one, let alone multiple Major Houses, in my life... That's when I spotted the most beautiful girl in the world."
Sara was silent, but she was curious about his life. "And that was?"
"You," Hewson said, and her cheeks heated up.
"? I don't recall speaking to a squire?" She questioned him as if he were making the whole thing up.
He chuckled, "Well. It was about 20 years ago. During Prince Quinus's first birthday party. Your brother was insulting when the Revelia Caravan arrived. Then you, in a red dress and with your long silver hair, seed to glow as the sun began to set, stepped out of the carriage, and the world stopped. I would have given anything to get a chance to talk with you. Monts after that, was when your brother spotted . He looked to insult ."
Sara was lost in thought as she tried to recall that day, and after a mont, her eyes widened.
"Wait!? You were the boy that Marcus was berating!? That was you!?" Sara turned to study Hewson's face, and her mories were confird: "I thought you were so stable boy, who was slow and stupid."
"Was that what I looked like? I guess I was so awestruck by your beauty that I couldn't respond to him. I was just glad that you ca in to stop him," Hewson said.
Sara blushed in embarrassnt and turned her head away. "F-For a commoner, you've aged well."
Hewson smirked, "You've aged better."
Sara hit him and giggled.
"So, fates seed to shine on you, Sir Hewson. What will you do now that you have had your way with ? Are you going to leave for soone else?" Sara asked with a hint of worry.
Hewson chuckled and held her tighter, "Well... I have a few options, but only one of them is worth a second thought."
"And that would be?"
"To marry you," Hewson said with conviction.
Sara's heart fluttered, and her pussy beca wet, "Y-You... You're joking? I-I am a married woman."
"But I heard that a ssenger was sent out by the King to ask your husband, Ferdinand, to dissolve the marriage," Hewson countered.
Sara's blush deepened, "Um?... B-But no man wants a divorced woman in her thirties for a wife. Y-You might find soone else, who is younger and more beautiful than ."
Hewson shook his head and kissed the top of her head, "You've gotten prettier since then."
Sara's face was red, and she tried to co up with an excuse, "I... Um?... M-My family na is ruined thanks to my parents' sches to go after everyone, even my uncle, the King. No man will want a woman whose own family is trying to take down the country's governnt. And besides, I am a mage now and would be an even worse target."
Hewson shook his head, "No, you aren't. Your aunt has already started the process of helping improve your and your sisters' reputations. And you can't bla yourself for your parents' actions. That was their mistake, not yours. Besides, you can take my family na, and no one will ever question your status."
"A commoner's family na? Is it even fitting for soone as noble as ?" Sara teased.
Hewson smirked and chuckled, "You tell . It's Dragoon."
She wanted to scoff, but it sounded like dragons, and she secretly loved dragons. She needed to co up with a good counter.
"W-What if I have to travel to a Mage's Academy and beco a mage? A Maja warrior like you might not like being in my shadow and waiting around for . And no man likes a woman outshining him, or the woman having a stronger title than him," Sara tried to counter, but it was a weak one.
Hewson wanted to laugh at how stubbornly adorable she was being, "You don't deserve to be hidden in the shadows. You deserve to be the center of attention. And as far as I'm concerned, I am fine being by your side. Besides, a husband's duty is to support his wife, not the other way around."
With each counter, her blush was getting worse, "I-I could... Um?... Oh! I can't cook! Or sew!"
Hewson couldn't hold back anymore, and he burst out laughing. Sara was embarrassed, and she started hitting his chest, "What are you laughing at!? I can't cook or sew! You won't have anyone to cook or clean for you!"
He was laughing and holding her close, "Well, it is a good thing that I am an excellent cook and an expert seamstress. My mother taught the basics, and she made all our clothes."
"I snort in my sleep," Sara blurted out.
"I'm a heavy sleeper. You won't wake up," Hewson countered.
"I WANT TO START A FAMILY!" Sara couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth.
Hewson nodded and grinned, "Good. Because I want to have kids with you."
"I-I have a bad temper," Sara tried.
"I can handle it," Hewson replied.
"I-I will always outshine you," Sara tried once more.
"Then we will shine brighter than the sun," Hewson countered.
'D-Dammit! How does a commoner have a silver tongue!? How does he keep beating ?' Sara thought.
Sara looked away, trying to think of a way out, but her mind was blank. She had never had anyone pursue her so passionately before. It was usually the other way around, where she didn't have a choice in the matter, and the n were just trying to marry her for her title.
Hewson kissed her cheek, and he whispered in her ear, "Will you marry , Sara?"
Sara's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned red, "I... Um?..."
She looked him in the eyes and saw nothing but love and sincerity. "B-But I'm married..."
"And I will wait until you are no longer married. Then we can start our family. We will make an agreent, and it will be between the two of us," Hewson said with a smile.
Sara's heart was pounding, and her mind was racing. She couldn't believe this was happening.
'He wants to marry !? Why? We just t!' Sara thought.
"B-But what if we don't like each other? Things could be awkward," Sara asked, and Hewson shook his head.
"We already went through the awkward part. And I love the way you talk dirty to . That's when I knew we were compatible," Hewson countered, and Sara blushed, embarrassed.
"T-That was... I was horny and under the influence of Mana Rush!" Sara defended.
"Mana Rush just takes away whatever filter you have. Your real feelings and thoughts ca out. You were saying what you really wanted," Hewson smirked.
Sara wanted to refute his claim but couldn't, and she huffed in defeat, "Fine... But I can say no if things don't work out between us?"
"So you are saying that I'm your boyfriend?" He asked excitedly.
"Yes—wait!? I an, no! We are friends!" Sara countered.
"So, best friends?" Hewson asked.
"Yes—GAH! Stop it, you cheeky bastard!" Sara shouted, and she hit his chest.
Hewson was laughing, and he hugged her.
"You are the worst! Making fun of a noblewoman. You'll hang for such insolence," Sara pouted.
"I never. Plus, I'm too important to you," Hewson grinned.
Sara glared at him and playfully pinched him around the stomach. Hewson pretended to die, and Sara giggled. She quickly got out of bed and tried to fix up her outfit. Just enough to get back to her room to take a bath and change her clothes.
"I-I'm going back to my room to clean up. Don't follow , and don't tell anyone about this," Sara commanded.
Hewson grinned and nodded, "As you wish."
Sara rolled her eyes and approached the closed door. She stopped in her tracks and stood there with her hand on the doorknob.
Hewson sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her and wondering what she was doing.
Sara's heart was pounding, and a blush covered her face as she quickly turned around and headed straight towards the confused knight. Before Hewson could respond, Sara grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him. Her kiss was full of passion, and it left the young man breathless. When the kiss was broken, Sara had her regal facade back in place, "We are only friends... and this never happened."
Hewson was shocked but smiled, "As you wish, my lady."
"Good boy. I'll see you later," Sara said, and she walked out of the room.
Hewson felt a surge of mana flowing into him.
'That kiss was the best feeling in the world,' Hewson thought.
***
Out in the hallway of the Sara, she leaned up against the door to Hewson's room and tried to control her breathing. Her heart was pounding, and a deep blush covered her face. She couldn't believe that just happened. She was kissed by a man she barely knew, and she was the one who initiated the kiss.
"By the Goddesses... W-What am I doing? I should be focusing on getting stronger," Sara said to herself.
Sara took a deep breath and cald her mind.
"I need to focus on training. Not on silly relationships," Sara said. "But maybe having a fling every now and then isn't such a bad idea? Yeah! Why is it okay for n to have multiple partners, but not won?"
Sara's body shivered at the mory of the sex she had had with Hewson. She hadn't felt anything like it before, and she wanted to experience it again.
"Okay. Maybe a fling isn't such a bad idea. As long as I pace myself and control the situation. No problem," Sara decided. But then her stomach groaned. "Tsk! I forgot that I was going to have breakfast with my family! Maybe if I hurry, I can make it on ti?"
Sara quickly made her way through the Barracks and headed to the palace. When she entered the main hall, she saw a few servants doing their usual rounds. Sara was happy that none of them noticed her, and she went upstairs to her room. She didn't know why, but she felt a sense of excitent keeping this little secret from her family.
As she walked through the corridors, Sara thought she was scot-free until she heard a familiar voice coming from behind her.
Quinus was coming from his bedroom with his retainer, Percy, following close by. He thought he saw Sara running past him, and he called out to her.
"Sara!? What are you doing here?" Quinus asked.
'Shit!' Sara thought, and she tried not to look nervous.
"Ah, Cousin. I-I just finished training with your fianceé. H-How are you doing?" Sara asked, and her body was a bit tense under her cloak.
Quinus's keen eye noticed her body language and her nervous tone. He saw that her face regained its youthful appearance, and her body was a bit more exotic. Her well-manicured hair was sweaty and ssy, and the scent of sex mixed with her perfu. But despite all of this, she looked like she was glowing underneath her stoic facade.
Quinus was surprised; he had never seen her this happy and energetic before, and it made him curious.
"I'm fine, cousin. How are you?" Quinus asked with a raised brow.
'D-Dammit! Does he know!? No, no, no! I can't let him find out!' Sara panicked, and she had to co up with sothing fast.
"Oh! Y-Yes, well... I-I was going to have breakfast with the family, and I'm a bit late. Maybe I'm not cut out to be a Mage?" Sara suggested.
"I don't believe that. You're a smart and capable woman. And Rya said she spotted a mage vein. It has an affinity with Ice, correct?" Quinus asked, and Sara's face reddened a bit.
'How is he so mature for being a 20-year-old? I swear he acts older than , and I'm thirty-five! Co on! I have Royal blood in my veins, too! Give so slack, Goddesses!' Sara thought, and she nodded her head.
"Yes. That is correct, cousin. I hate to be rude, but I need to take a bath. Now if you don't mind—"
"You look different, cousin," Quinus comnted, and Sara's blood ran cold.
'He must be talking about my attire! He must be trying to embarrass for my lack of fashion!' Sara thought.
"A-Ah. Yes, I am sorry for the poor image, cousin. It's not every day I work up a sweat. I promise to be a proper lady, so I don't sully our family's—"
"No, that's not it. Your attire is normal when training on the practice grounds. I feel like sothing happened to you and... well? What I an to say is, you look... happy," Quinus stated with a smile.
Sara didn't know what he was getting at, but she was glad that he didn't suspect her and Hewson's relationship.
"O-Oh. I haven't done anything different... Besides slaying those monsters that Rya captured," Sara comnted.
"I see. Well, it's good to see you happy. You deserve to be, cousin. May the Goddesses bless you," Quinus said and walked past her. "Oh? And breakfast will be served in fifteen minutes. If you don't make it, my Mother will be upset."
Sara just watched him walk away with a perplexed look on her face. 'Why was he acting so weird? I thought mother said he despise—Gah! Mother is a liar, Sara!'
Sara couldn't ponder it any longer, and she rushed to her room. She had a lot of explaining to do if she took too long.
Once there, she locked the door and stripped off her clothes. She jumped into the shower and washed herself off. Her body was sore, and her pussy was a bit sensitive. The feeling of the warm water soothed her body, and the sweet aroma of her soap made her feel relaxed.
After a few minutes, Sara got out of the shower and dried herself off. She put on a clean dress with so trouble due to her new figure and did her hair. After a few minutes, she was presentable.
As she left the room, Sara couldn't stop thinking about Hewson. 'Ugh! It is just a fling! Nothing more!'
Sara was determined to keep her emotions in check and focused on training. She was a mber of the Fiafyr royal family and needed to focus on her duties. She couldn't let a few good monts cloud her judgnt. However, maybe in a day or two, she'll have another fling with Hewson. Only to have a bit of fun, nothing else.
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