The little Sankta on her shoulder was screaming at her to stop.
Degenbrecher gulped. She stared down at Cliffheart now — standing in her doorframe with her nightgown hiked up to reveal her snow-white panties —- and she could practically feel the tiny angel on her shoulder shouting at her to close the door and latch it shut. To just rub one out and go to sleep.
Here was the lady of the house, Ensia Silverash, essentially offering herself up on a silver platter. This was a temptation. Forbidden fruit. This was her boss' younger sibling—President of Karlan Trade Company, Enciodes Silverash's little sister.
This shouldn't be allowed. Death was staring her right in the face.
…Or rather, right in the crotch.
The Caprinae was suddenly keenly aware of her own nakedness. She glanced down, and she could see her own stiffness betraying the storm of her thoughts. The gruesome baton sticking out from between her sculpted thighs pointed right up at Ensia like it was greeting her. Like this was a salute — or maybe a stickup. Hand over the goods, and nobody gets hurt.
To that end, the Sarkaz on her other shoulder was whispering sweet promises to Degenbrecher. Assuring her that all would be well. That there was a girl in desperate need of a dicking. Sure, it was her boss' younger sister, but it wasn't as though anyone else had to know about this. An hour of pleasure, followed by a lifetime of silence. It had to have been worth it, right?
Take her, the devil whispered, perched by her neck as it was. Get her in here and show the innocent little thing what pleasure really is. Break her and build her back up just for you.
You're insane, said the angel, stomping its foot against the Caprinae's collarbone. You'll hurt her. If you don't break her body, you'll at least break her heart. You're nothing but trouble.
Look at her. The devil chuckled darkly. Look at how ready she is for you. She's so tiny! You could pick her up right now and spear her over your swordbreaker, Black Knight!
And if you don't break her body or heart, you'll most definitely be breaking Enciodes' trust! That Feline saved you from Kazimierz. He saved you from that spiral; the destruction and doom.
"Degenbrecher…"
The Black Knight snapped back to reality. Cliffheart — Ensia Silverash — took a step closer.
"You're staring at me," she whispered meekly, with red-burning cheeks. "But you're not saying anything… I need you to say something, Degenbrecher. Please, talk to me…"
"Ensia…" Degenbrecher took a step back, frowning. "I…"
"It's okay… it's alright," the Feline assured. "It's g-going to work out, I think… but I need you to invite me inside, OK? I can't… I can't just…" She trailed off, gulping nervously. The poor thing was trembling like a leaf in the wind. "I need you to meet me halfway, Degenbrecher… I need you to do this with me, please…"
"Lady Ensia… I think you'd better come in before someone sees this…"
Cliffheart slipped into the room, and the hulking Caprinae was the one to shut the door.
And lock it.
From this point forward, her fate, and the fate of Ensia, were locked.
Just as Ensia's eyes — those prominent, gray hues — were locked onto Degenbrecher herself. Her bodyguard's body guarded many secrets and insights. The Caprinae's nakedness was indicative of a lifetime of toil and torment. Plentiful scars and bumps; she was a monster yet to be slain; they knew it to be true—a Beast.
And here was her Beauty.
The surrounding air was so heavy as to be composed of cement. Cliffheart stood there, lightly dressed, before her bare-naked bodyguard, and neither of them was making a move.
They couldn't continue skirting around the line. One of them had to make the first move.
"Are you sure that you should be in here right now, Lady Ensia?" Degenbrecher asked. The Feline smiled nervously, but she shrugged her shoulders as she looked up at the older woman.
"I think that… I want to be here," Cliffheart said carefully. "I've never experienced anything like this before, but…"
"But…?" Degenbrecher asked.
"But if it's going to be with anyone… I want it to be with you," Cliffheart whispered.
"Lady Ensia…" Degenbrecher sat on the edge of her bed with a frown, and to her surprise, Ensia giggled softly immediately thereafter.
"I've never seen you so worried," Ensia remarked. "Even during the Snowcap Incident, when my brother was here… and all that bad stuff that happened afterward… you seemed cool."
"Do you no longer think I'm cool?" Degenbrecher asked, more facetiously than anything else.
"I think you're right to be nervous. I'm nervous too, obviously… b-but…"
That was when Ensia came up and took Degenbrecher's hands in her own, smiling warmly at her bodyguard.
"The fact that you want to protect me, and keep me safe, and not hurt me… that only means you're the perfect person for me right now. I want… to try this, please. I want you, Degenbrecher… so… heh, let's not tell anyone anything right now. Let's keep it a secret. Can you… can you show me what I want to see? I… I'll do anything you ask of me."
"Lady Ensia…" Degenbrecher whispered. Her eyes were much wider now as she stared at Ensia's soft and nervous smile. A smile so warm as to be smoldering. She could melt all the snow off the manor, all the ice around in the frigid homeland of Kjerag.
"My body is so hot, Degenbrecher…" Ensia whimpered softly. "It's burning so much…"
"Where is it burning, Lady Ensia?" Degenbrecher sat up slowly. "Show me where it burns."
"Right… right here…"
Still holding the Caprinae's large palm, Ensia brought it to her crotch as she bunched up her nightgown with her opposite hand. True enough, Degenbrecher could just feel the heat radiating off the girl's sex. She was impossibly hot. She needed to be hosed down with all that Degenbrecher could give her.
Every last drop.
"You're so hot…" Degenbrecher remarked. Cliffheart's smile doubled in size, as though she lived for such praise.
"My head is all fuzzy. I feel like I'm on fire, D-Degenbrecher. I feel like I need to be saved…"
With that, the Black Knight allowed herself to smile.
"I'll save you, Lady Ensia."
"You will?" The Feline asked hopefully. She watched as Degenbrecher patted the space on the bed beside her, her heart pounding against her chest with each pat.
"Come up here, my lady. Lie on your back. Allow me the honor of tending to your heat."
"Oh, Degenbrecher…!" Ensia didn't need to be told twice. She practically collapsed onto the bed with excitement, panting softly as she scooted up against the headboard and spread her legs.
Degenbrecher came up to Ensia slowly. No sudden movements.
She looks like a frightened little animal, the Caprinae thought. What does that make me?
"I'm in your care," whispered Ensia. "Please… please take good care of me…"
Ensia's bodyguard smiled lightly, and she placed her hands on either of the girl's ankles.
"I promise," Degenbrecher whispered back, "you're going to love it."
Ensia nodded with a wobbly smile. Then she watched as the family bodyguard pushed up her baby blue nightgown, once again exposing those snow-white panties to the air. Degenbrecher let out a low chuckle.
"I thought you said you had nothing beneath the nightgown?"
Ensia blushed. "I wanted to give you something to take off of me… and keep."
Goddess above! Degenbrecher stared incredulously. This girl!
"Lady Ensia, if at any point, you want us to stop…" She trailed off. Cliffheart nodded in understanding.
"I'll let you know," the Feline assured. With that, Degenbrecher turned back to Ensia's nethers, covered as they were with those pale panties. So light, so innocent…
"They're already so damp," Degenbrecher remarked. Cliffheart gulped, and she blushed even harder as her bodyguard pushed a thumb up against Ensia's covered snatch, causing the younger Feline to stiffen from the sensation. "If I may be bold enough to ask—"
"You can ask me anything," Ensia whispered.
"Lady Ensia, how often do you touch yourself?"
"Uh… twice a week at least…?" Cliffheart shyly looked away, having not expected such an inquiry. Still, the Caprinae smiled, and she ran her thumb against Ensia's slit through those white panties, listening for any sounds of discomfort or uncertainty. In their place, Ensia only gave Degenbrecher soft sighs and gentle moans. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she relaxed against the pillow at the small of her back, up against the headboard.
"Ooh," Ensia cooed. "Don't b-be afraid to really… put your hands on me…"
Degenbrecher took that as a sign to kick things up a notch. Kneeling before the lady's spread thighs, Degenbrecher pinched the band of her panties and tugged at them.
"Lift your hips, sweetheart," she said — and Ensia obeyed. The blush never left her cheeks, instead reaching the tips of her ears. She rather liked it when Degenbrecher called her sweetheart and imagined she could easily get used to it.
As she raised her hips from the bed, Degenbrecher pulled her panties down to her ankles before they came off her body outright, after a moment of fidgeting. Now, wearing just her nightgown and a pair of fuzzy slippers, Ensia Silverash was laid bare for the Black Knight to indulge. She shyly covered her mouth to suppress that blushing and wide smiling, though still, she had to ask: "how do I look?"
How did she look? Words failed to describe the Feline's beauty at this moment. Degenbrecher was the furthest thing from a poet; she had no chance in hell with properly proclaiming the girl's grace and shapeliness.
"Oh, Lady Ensia…" Degenbrecher remarked quietly. The lady of the house shuddered as Degenbrecher's voice became somehow deeper and more alluring. She watched as Degenbrecher parted her thighs again, keeping her palms on either of her thighs to get a good look at tonight's lover.
"Does it look sexy?" Ensia anxiously asked.
"It looks cute," Degenbrecher replied, smiling. Ensia pouted softly at that.
"Cute? Not sexy?"
"It looks just like I imagined," Degenbrecher confessed, running a fingertip along the strip of soft, pale hair at the girl's pubis. Ensia gulped.
"Did you spend a lot of time imagining it? Thinking about how it would look…?"
"Oh, sweetheart… I've spent a lot of time imagining more than just that."
"Really?" Ensia gulped. "Like what…?"
Degenbrecher smirked. "How it would taste… and so…"
Without further ado, Degenbrecher leaned in and planted a soft kiss against the girl's pussy lips. Ensia's eyes immediately went wide. She'd felt no one else's touch down there before, and Degenbrecher's hands and tongue brought absolute bliss to her nethers. The Caprinae held the little lady's thighs apart with her large, firm hands, and she kept her face right in front of her meal. Hot, juicy, savory… Cliffheart was all this and more.
"Oh… oh wow…" Cliffheart remarked, leaning back as she watched Degenbrecher have her for a midnight snack. The family bodyguard was careful, yet diligent, as she peppered soft little smooches against the Feline's inner thighs. She hummed gently, savoring Ensia's taste. The feeling of her heated, flushed skin against her lips.
The girl moaned atop her bodyguard's bed. Degenbrecher went back to giving the young Feline's pussy the attention it deserved, sliding the length of her tongue along Ensia's slit, relishing her wetness and taste. Each time that the Caprinae slid her tongue up those lips, it drew a gasp of pleasure from the lady of the house. Flustered as she was, she did not know where to put her own hands, and so she shyly covered her face, whimpering and sighing pleasurably above the Black Knight.
Goddess above, she's so beautiful, thought Degenbrecher. I could lick and kiss her all night.
With that in mind, Degenbrecher went a step forward: she pushed her tongue past the folds of Ensia's pussy, and she could swear the girl was purring with delight. The heat, the taste, the scent, it was all so emboldening as to feel like a dream.
Yet, they were truly doing this. This was real. Moonlight was bending around her; she was real.
So Degenbrecher kept going. She was careful with her horns as she pushed in deeper, making out with Ensia's pussy lips and putting an arch in that girl's back. Ensia sang with delight, letting out sudden moans and mewls from a sensation she'd never felt until this moment.
"Oooh! D-Degenbrecher!" Ensia huffed, eyes wide with disbelief. "Sheesh, that f-feels so good!"
"Mmm?" The Caprinae hummed her inquiry, tilting her head to give Ensia's clitoris a flick with her tongue. Ensia squeaked and shuddered as though a jolt of electricity passed through her slim frame, and without meaning to, she humped Degenbrecher's face to scratch that gnawing and carnal itch; to satisfy her sexual appetite.
"Hmph~" Degenbrecher squeezed Cliffheart's thighs as she ate her out, opening her eyes to get a good look at her sweetheart. As expected, the Feline was blushing beet red, and she was already sweating a little from the exertion of this new experience. The girl's chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing, and the Caprinae could see her staring with those innocent gray eyes of hers through the gaps between her fingers.
"Fuck!" Cliffheart croaked. "More, please…! It feels s-so good, I'm g-gonna lose my mind…!"
Your wish is my command, my lady…
The Black Knight gleefully followed that order, putting the brunt of her focus on Cliffheart's 'love button.' She put her lips against the Feline's clit and gave it focused suckling, slurping at the girl's sex with vim and vigor, desperate to feel more of those tremors against her mouth.
All the while, Cliffheart humped and ground her face up against Degenbrecher's mouth and tongue, panting aloud from the pleasure of being eaten out like this for the first time. She never knew it could feel this good — although she imagined that the family bodyguard doing this was half the fun.
No one can know about this, Cliffheart reminded herself. What she's doing to my body…!
Ensia kept her nightgown raised above her waist so that Degenbrecher could have her feast, and then she played with her breasts for further stimulation. Already she could feel her climax on the horizon, yet selfishly, she never wanted this moment to end.
Degenbrecher could tell. Cliffheart's moans and groans were turning needier by the second, and it made her heart pound to hear the Feline call her over and over again. She most likely didn't realize just how loud she was being, although she would let her sweetheart sing all she wanted.
"Degenbrecher!" Cliffheart draped the back of her arm across her forehead, panting hard as the Caprinae between her thighs continued her merciless suckling, kissing, and licking. "Degenbrecher, I'm c-close! Oooh, it feels so good! Please, don't stop! Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!"
With those frantic yells, there wasn't a chance in this life or the next that Degenbrecher would stop. She double-timed it, spelling out her lover's name with her tongue, drinking from the well of Cliffheart's sopping-wet pussy. The honey continued to trickle—the prelude to an overflow.
"Fuck, oh, fuck!" Ensia screwed her eyes shut as she desperately humped Degenbrecher's face. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, Degenbrecher—AAH~!"
Just like that, Ensia Silverash reached liftoff. Her head spun in orbit as she bumped and ground against her bodyguard's face, utterly soaking the older woman's mouth and chin with her love. She squealed with genuine delight as she came; the ecstasy held her tight and wrung her dry, making her splash her wetness against her bodyguard's face in a luscious mess.
The Feline arched her back and lifted her hips from the mattress, wrapping her thighs tightly around Degenbrecher's face, riding out the rest of her orgasm while the Caprinae gulp-gulp-gulped her charge's honey. A shiver ran up the girl's spine, and her toes curled from the sensitivity. The feverous orgasm lasted either one minute or one lifetime.
And then, despite the hazy comfort of her headspace, Ensia Silverash fell back to the earth.
She landed squarely in a bed that wasn't hers, and she panted. Welcomed deep gulps of fresh air into her lungs; her chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing, and in a moment, Degenbrecher knelt up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
And she smiled. Smugly.
"Lady Ensia, I trust I've done a good job of pleasing you?"
Just like that.
Like it was nothing.
To say that the Feline was flustered would be an egregious understatement. Cliffheart could feel her tail go limp beneath her, pinned between the bed and her back, and she looked up at the family bodyguard with a shy, but satisfied smile.
"Degenbrecher," Ensia breathed, "oh, my fucking God."
"I'm afraid not, sweetheart," the Black Knight replied smoothly. "It's just me."
"Oh, you're loving this, aren't you? You're so smug."
"Of course, Lady Ensia. I've just discovered my new favorite meal."
"I order you to get over here and kiss me."
"As you wish."
Ensia trembled as Degenbrecher loomed over her, and locked lips with her drooling ones. (The ones on her face this time, at least!)
The little Silverash could taste herself in Degenbrecher's mouth — pungent and pleasing. She placed her palms on her bodyguard's shoulders, holding her close while she kissed her, and kissed her deeply. Kissed her as if it was the last thing she could ever do, with all the strength she had left.
And just as quickly as it had started, it had ended. Degenbrecher reluctantly pulled away to give Ensia a chance to breathe, and she smiled down at the flustered Feline beneath her. A transparent string of saliva connected their mouths, not unlike the invisible chain that locked their hearts together.
Cliffheart stared up at Degenbrecher with those wide, gray, innocent eyes again. Almost too innocent. For a moment, but only for a moment, the Caprinae thought she was doing something evil all over again.
And then Cliffheart asked: "am I a good kisser?"
And Degenbrecher decided to be honest. "Truthfully? No."
"Say what?!" Cliffheart grinned. "I thought I was doing pretty good for a first-timer…!"
"It's alright, sweetheart," whispered the Black Knight. "We'll work on it. I'll teach you. Anytime your heart desires."
"Fuck…" Cliffheart nuzzled Degenbrecher's hand as it came close. "You're so fucking hot…"
"Could you repeat that?" Degenbrecher asked.
"I said you're so hot…"
"Ah, one more time? Just so it sinks in," Degenbrecher taunted. Cliffheart playfully scoffed.
"Hey, you're not allowed to tease me so soon after making me cum…! That's against the rules!"
"There are rules now?" The Caprinae couldn't help but smile wider, planting a soft kiss against Ensia's sweat-speckled forehead. Rather than answer her bodyguard's question, Ensia elected to put that tail of hers to good use.
"If you tease me, then I'll… I'll tease you back!"
And to punctuate that point, Ensia lifted her lips just enough to free her tail, and she brought the fluffy appendage over to Degenbrecher's thick dick, which had gone sorely neglected until this moment. It twitched desperately as soon as it was graced by Cliffheart's tail, prompting the Feline to shudder with delight at the odd, but arousing sensation.
"Ahh… fuck…" Cliffheart gulped.
Degenbrecher sighed with pleasure. "You were saying, Lady Ensia…?"
"Hang on, I need a b-better angle than this," Ensia stammered. "Can we switch places?"
"Oh, absolutely."
In a few moments, the lovers had swapped sides. Degenbrecher sat up against the headboard of her king-sized bed, while Ensia lay comfortably between the older woman's thighs.
And then came the fear. Degenbrecher could see it in the girl's eyes, wide as they were with what she might tentatively refer to as 'cock shock.'
Excluding the previous night when she'd caught Degenbrecher pleasuring herself, Cliffheart had never seen one in person before, let alone this up close! Degenbrecher's cock was…
…Cliffheart didn't even know how to describe it other than huge. The Caprinae's girth couldn't be overstated. It was thick, long, and deadly. The inexperienced Feline was suddenly worried that this would spear right through something vital.
Hah… I can do this. I can do this! People do this in porn all the time! I'll be okay! Ah, maybe I should have watched porn before coming here? Shit, I didn't study!
She tried to find the right angle of attack. What was the play here? Come in from the top? Work her way up from the bottom?
She eyed the older woman's scrotum, giving it a tentative little poke. She'd seen these in porn before, too. Nuts. Balls. Silly words for something so evidently important. Ensia wasn't sure if the size of one's balls played any sort of role, but what she knew was that Degenbrecher had some god-damned enormous balls.
She gulped aloud, and when she realized just how deeply she'd been staring, she looked up.
Degenbrecher was smiling back down with amusement. Clearly, she loved the girl's hesitation and uncertainty.
"Take your time," said the Caprinae. "I don't want you to rush. I want you to get a feel for it."
"Get a feel for it… okay," Ensia said shakily. "I can do that. I can do this…"
"Take it slow. It's not a race," said Degenbrecher. "I'll tell you what feels good, and what doesn't."
"Okay. Okay…!"
With that in mind, Cliffheart wrapped her hand around the base of the woman's cock. Almost immediately, it throbbed from the feedback. The appendage — the weapon in her hand — gently pulsated underneath the little Silverash's attention.
It feels so hot… and so hard! Gosh…
Degenbrecher chewed on her lower lip as she watched the Feline girl serve her. She was inexperienced — that much was true — but over time, Degenbrecher would teach her all the right things. How best to please her.
"I'll make you into a spunky little expert yet," Degenbrecher assured.
The Sankta on her shoulder returned, stomping its foot with frustration. What are you saying to her? If anyone heard the way you were speaking to the lady of the house, they would—!
The voice was drowned out by the sound of Cliffheart's fascinated moans and gentle sighs. Already the Feline was running her hand up and down Degenbrecher's dick, gliding her soft palm along the woman's thick and throbbing cock. The Caprinae groaned with pleasure, chewing harder on her lip while she relished the sensation of Ensia's hands on her body.
Fuck, thought the bodyguard. It always feels so much better when someone else does it…
She watched Ensia carefully. The girl half her size and half her age continued to stroke her cock, instilling Degenbrecher with an anxious excitement that she hadn't felt in years.
Cliffheart kept glancing up from what she was doing, searching Degenbrecher's face for any sign of approval. She found it: Degenbrecher smiled and nodded for her lover to keep going.
"You can go a little faster," the Caprinae told her. "But this feels great…"
"Heh, maybe I'm a natural?" The Feline mused. She stuck her tongue out from the corner of her mouth as she wrapped both hands around Degenbrecher's cock, jerking the older woman off with zeal. That seemed to elicit a better reaction from the bodyguard: Degenbrecher tipped her head back with a grunt, her cheeks flushed red with arousal.
"Maybe you are," Degenbrecher remarked. "Oh, yes… oh, Lady Ensia, just like that…"
Cliffheart shivered again. She was immediately reminded of when she caught Degenbrecher masturbating to her. The lustful groans and moans that the older woman let out for her. The way she chanted her name as she pounded the sex toy in her hand.
Now I'm the sex toy… Cliffheart thought suddenly. The idea set her mind alight. Her thoughts were filthy and burning; her crotch grew hot at the notion of being used for pleasure like that. God, I want to make her so happy with me… I want to make her proud…
If Degenbrecher's moans were any sign, she was doing an excellent job so far. Cliffheart formed a circle with both hands, stroking them up and down, back and forth, over and over along the length of the woman's thick and throbbing dick. Degenbrecher grunted and groaned from the sensation, and every deep movement caused another shudder to run through her. Her cock pulsed with pleasure at Ensia's handiwork. The Feline could feel each twitch against her palms.
It didn't take long before the tip of Degenbrecher's cock oozed and dripped with pre-cum. The sight of it caused Ensia's eyes to widen again. The pearly-white dripping from the tip of the woman's shaft, like melting ice cream…
She licked her lips without even thinking about it.
"Go ahead," urged Degenbrecher, and that was the first time that Ensia detected a hint of desperation in the bodyguard's tone. Given the circumstances, how could she refuse?
"Ahhh…~"
The Feline parted her lips, and she wrapped them around the head of Degenbrecher's dick. The Caprinae moaned aloud as she invaded the little lady's mouth, relishing the sensation of being serviced by Cliffheart's mouth and tongue.
So hot… so wet… I'm going to lose control… Degenbrecher thought. She resisted the urge to thrust right then and there. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt the poor thing.
"Mmmm…" Ensia moaned, her eyes drifting shut as she focused on giving her first blow job. She struggled to imagine anything other than a log of salami slowly pushing past her lips and further into her warm, wet mouth. Degenbrecher's taste was hard to describe. More like skin than she imagined, though not unpleasant in the slightest — and the woman's pre-cum was sweet in a way that she didn't expect.
What sent a shiver through the Feline's body — other than the sinful act of what she was doing — was the Caprinae's scent. Degenbrecher's crotch had a certain smell that sent the Feline's head into a tailspin. It was as though the woman's musk held dominion over her thoughts. She could barely think as she serviced the Black Knight, slowly welcoming more of that cock into her mouth and treating it with respect. Lip service.
"Mmm…"
Ensia couldn't help herself. She started drooling all over Degenbrecher's cock, feeling the turgid mass of flesh throb between her lips, almost daring her to take it deeper. And then came further praise from the bodyguard — the woman who owned her tonight.
"That's it, Lady Ensia… oh, Goddess above… your mouth, it's such—!" She sucked in air through her teeth. "Fuck…"
That's right, Ensia thought wickedly. Curse for me… I want to hear more of that…
"That's it, sweetheart," Degenbrecher continued, reaching up to rake her fingers through the girl's powder-white locks of hair. "Oh, sweetheart… you're driving me so crazy…"
Ehehehe~!
Cliffheart scooted closer, wiggling her rear end and tail to further excite the Black Knight. She felt like such a bad girl behaving like this: sucking off the family bodyguard in the dead of night, behind closed doors…
Sounds like it belongs in a book, she mused internally. Okay, I can keep this up!
Degenbrecher kept her powerful, toned thighs apart. She allowed the little Feline all the room that she needed to move and play. To get used to this.
"You're doing so well," Degenbrecher praised. "Oh, Lady Ensiaahh~"
Cliffheart giggled as she fellated the older woman. There wasn't a chance in hell she could take the whole thing, but she was going to do her best. Steeling herself, Cliffheart held the base of Degenbrecher's thick dick and started to swallow more of it, taking only a fraction down her throat before she pulled away with a sudden cough.
"Ack!" Cliffheart panted. "It's… hah… so hard to suck! How do people do this for an hour?"
Degenbrecher patted Ensia over the head, watching the Feline's ears wiggle joyously. "Lady Ensia, pace yourself…"
"I'm trying to pace myself! I just…" Ensia smiled shyly. "I just want to make you happy…"
"You already make me happy, you silly girl. I'm impressed with you, and that won't change."
"Really?" Ensia asked hopefully. Her bodyguard nodded.
"Really, Lady Ensia." She reached up with a finger to wipe the drool from the girl's chin. "How are you feeling? Do you wish to keep going?"
"Yeah, for sure!" Ensia nodded sternly. "I don't want to stop until… until I make you cum. I really want to make you cum so badly…"
"Oh, aren't you just a sweetheart…"
"Degenbrecher, I really like it when you call me that," the Feline admitted, glancing down shyly. She nuzzled the older woman's palm as it caressed her cheek, closing her eyes blissfully.
"You like it when I call you sweetheart, do you?" The Caprinae asked.
"Yeah…"
"Mm… I wonder what else you like to be called?"
Cliffheart gulped, watching her bodyguard smirk above her. Degenbrecher traced her index and middle fingers against the little lady's lips, prompting Ensia to kiss them dearly.
"I call you Lady Ensia out of respect. You are the lady of the manor, after all."
"Mm-hmm…"
"Oh, but when you're lying like that, between my spread thighs, playing with my shaft… I will admit, there are so many filthy things I'd like to call you."
"Like the shtuff I heard when you were mathturbating?" Ensia couldn't speak properly with Degenbrecher's fingers suddenly invading her mouth.
"Lick my fingers," the Caprinae commanded. It was an order so stern and sudden that the Feline gasped before moving, and she did as she was told.
Wanting to please Degenbrecher, Ensia began to lick and lap away at the woman's fingers, flicking her soft pink tongue against her bodyguard's digits. Somehow, she felt even filthier with each passing second. Between the woman's thighs like this, playing with her hefty cock, her massive balls, and those slender, probing fingers…
She felt like such a…
"Temptress," Degenbrecher told her as if she could read the girl's mind. "Seductress. Little tease. From where I'm leaning, these all seem rather appropriate, don't they?"
Cliffheart nodded, feeling a pulse in her loins as she moved her head back and forth. As she cleaned the woman's fingers in her mouth.
"That's right," Degenbrecher growled. "Suck my fingers, sweetheart. Get them nice and clean. Show me what you can do with that mouth of yours. This is how I'll train you. How I'll make you right for me."
Fuck.
Cliffheart whimpered and nodded as she sucked on Degenbrecher's fingers, lathering up the woman's index and middle finger with her mouth. She coated the digits in her saliva, opening her eyes and meeting the older woman's gaze with her own submissive expression.
"While you suck on my fingers," said Degenbrecher, "I want you to jerk my cock. Think you can do that for me, sweetheart?"
Ensia nodded.
"Atta girl," praised Degenbrecher, and Cliff's heart nearly burst through her chest.
Fuck fuck fuck, I love that. FUCK!
The Feline gleefully obeyed, stroking Degenbrecher's dick again while she bobbed her head up and down, fellating the woman's fingers with vim and vigor. Her head and her hand moved back and forth repeatedly to an invisible beat, while Degenbrecher's pleasured moans served as the melody to the music they were making together.
Cliffheart was suddenly keenly aware of how much she was drooling. Her saliva trickled down the older woman's palm, running in rivulets down the Caprinae's calloused hand and dripping to the bedsheets beneath them.
She was also keenly aware of just how much noise she was making. As she sucked Degenbrecher's fingers, the slurping sounds — those wet smacks — reminded her of just how much of a bad girl she really was. She couldn't keep quiet even if she wanted to. She lived for the attention that she gave Degenbrecher, and the attention that Degenbrecher gave her.
"Faster," the bodyguard commanded.
Yes, Degenbrecher! She started stroking Degenbrecher's thick cock more quickly now, gliding her soft palm against the length of the woman's penis. She felt it twitch and throb in her hand, meanwhile continuing to suck the fingers that pistoned in and out of Ensia's drooly mouth.
"Atta girl," Degenbrecher repeated. "There's a good girl…"
Good girl. Good girl. Good girl.
The two words echoed in Cliffheart's mind, over and over again. A foghorn cutting through the hazy mist of her thoughts: GOOD GIRL.
Ensia Silverash knew at that moment that she was doomed. That if there was a chance that Degenbrecher would call her a good girl again, the Black Knight could have this any fucking time she wanted it. Her hands, her mouth, her anything, and everything. It was hers — all hers.
Now Ensia was thinking about the future. Would this be a nightly occurrence? Even just weekly? Would they have to sneak around off-site? There were the mountaintops of Kjerag, the new hot springs…
"Ensia?"
Degenbrecher snapped her fingers, and the Feline snapped out of her daze.
"Are you alright, sweetheart? You seemed lost in thought." Degenbrecher let out a chuckle. "Are you daydreaming? Lost in a fantasy? I can only wonder what's going through your mind…"
Ensia panted as Degenbrecher's fingers slipped out from between her lips, leaving them shiny with saliva. "S-sorry, Degenbrecher…"
"It's alright, sweetie. Just thought I should, rrrgh, warn you…"
Ensia gasped. "Are you close?!"
"Yes… Hah… I'm almost there, Ensia," her bodyguard warned. "I need a little more, sweetheart. Oh, Ensia, I'm close…!"
"Aah! Should I s-swallow it?"
"Either way, it'll be a mess…" Degenbrecher panted softly, her eyes half-closed from how heavy with lust they were. "Just don't stop, sweetheart… don't stop, but get ready!"
Cliffheart huffed and puffed as she continued to rub Degenbrecher's shaft up and down, putting most of the focus on the leaking head of her bodyguard's dick. The pre-cum had been overflowing for some time now, coating the Black Knight's 'lance' in translucent lubrication. It was easier for Cliffheart to stroke it now, and she could rub it faster, and faster, and faster…
Suddenly, Cliffheart had the idea to give the woman's sack some much-needed attention, too. Using one hand to jerk Degenbrecher off, the Feline's other hand went to play with the Black Knight's balls, gently kneading and handling them to further stimulate the older woman.
"Ohhh!" Degenbrecher growled lustfully. "That's it, sweetie, that's it! I'm so close, Ensia!"
This was it! This was the end!
Cliffheart grinned as she kept it up, stroking Degenbrecher's massive cock with gusto, all the while toying with her balls as they churned with and roiled with the oncoming flood.
And then…!
"Oh, fuck! Oh, FUCK! ENSIA—AAAHHHH~!'
"Cum for me! Yes, YES!" Cliffheart squealed with delight as her bodyguard finally, finally reached her orgasm. It was less of an unloading and more of an explosion . The Black Knight gave deep thrusts and growled animalistically as she reached her peak, and the pearly-white jism shot straight into the air like a volcanic eruption, nearly splashing against the ceiling before it all came down in a hot and viscous rain over the both of them.
"Eek!" Another squeal of surprise left Cliffheart's mouth as the shower of spunk splattered wetly and thickly against her nightgown, painting her like a target. It landed in her hair, on her neck, against her creamy thighs, and on the bedsheets surrounding them. Each time that Ensia thought it was over, another spasm proved her wrong, and with each spasm from the Black Knight, another long string of semen shot out from the hose of her gargantuan cock, only contributing to the length of the geyser's eruption.
"Aah! Haah! Nnghh! Rrrgh!"
Each spurt of cum that blasted from the tip of her cock drew a hard grunt from the Black Knight. She panted as she let it all out. Degenbrecher's breasts swayed from the sheer force of her movements. Her essence splashed in streaks against her own bosom, pecs, and abs, coating them just as generously as she'd coated the sweet lady of the house.
Ensia Silverash was on autopilot.
She couldn't think. She couldn't move of her own volition. Completely on its own, her hand continued to stroke Degenbrecher's thick and meaty cock, gently squeezing the Black Knight's rod as she jerked her past completion. Until every drop was wrung out of those churning balls.
Every.
Last.
Drop.
And after a considerable length of time, Degenbrecher collapsed on her own bed. The final few spurts of cum splashed hotly over Cliffheart's knuckles, staining them in pearly-white goo. After a brief and satisfying breath, Cliffheart looked down at her own hands and reveled in just how messy they were. How ruined she was with cum.
She felt like a rag. She felt so filthy.
"Ohhh… hah… holy… Goddess… I…" Degenbrecher muttered in between heavy pants. She didn't even know what to say, only able to look down and around at the utter devastation that she'd caused — to herself, to her room, and to sweet little Ensia.
"L-Lady Ensia! I…" Degenbrecher's mouth fell open as she reached out and held the girl's face. "Goddess above, look at you. I ruined you…"
"Ruined? Hah…"
Until this moment, Ensia had been less of a Feline and more of a stunned fox. She, too, was at a loss for words. Ensia experienced nothing like this before. She's scaled the highest peaks, and she fought alongside a few of Rhodes Island's finest, but this? This was an entirely different animal — an animal with mighty horns and a gorgeous body. A handsome smile and a monster cock. Ensia Silverash didn't know how she should be feeling about all of this, but she knew damn well how she was feeling on the inside.
Enchanted.
Ravenous.
Covetous.
And she felt beautiful. She could feel it dripping from her skin and smile: glamor and grace. That same glamor and grace that stained her nightgown, clung to her hair, and had splashed against her thighs, her cheeks, her neck…
And God, that scent… I can't get enough of that scent! What's going on with my head?
"Lady Ensia…?" Degenbrecher winced — she actually winced! — and she ran a finger through the lady's cum-stained locks of hair. "Are you alright? You seem dazed. Of course, I don't blame you. For your first time, I can imagine that was—"
"Amazing," Cliffheart said immediately.
"Come again?" Degenbrecher asked. Cliffheart was ready with her answer again.
"That was fucking amazing," she reiterated. "Holy fuck!"
"Heh… You're an absolute mess," her bodyguard remarked.
"I know, isn't it great?! Good God, Degenbrecher! Where did all that come from?!" She grinned as she asked, looking back down at her own cum-splashed hands.
"Ah… It's been quite some time since I've been intimate with someone else, Lady Ensia. Clearly, my body was… very excited to let go again. And you were amazing, Lady Ensia. Simply amazing," she praised, leaning back in that mess with a wicked smile.
Ensia Silverash reached out with her pointer finger and scooped a pearly glob of cum from the tip of Degenbrecher's dick, immediately popping the creamy digit into her mouth to savor its taste. Then, the Feline smacked her lips together with a delighted smile, her tail swaying back and forth and flinging more spunk this way and that.
"Degenbrecher," the pleased Feline piped up. "I have a new order for you."
"Yes?" Degenbrecher cleared her throat, looking down at the lady of the house with uncertainty. "Anything you desire, my lady…"
Ensia smirked. "My new order is… I want you to throw away all of your sex toys."
"L-Lady Ensia?" Degenbrecher looked at her charge with confusion plain on her face.
"That's right," Ensia said. "After tonight, I want you to throw them all away. Because after tonight, you won't be needing them anymore."
Degenbrecher gave a wobbly smile.
I think I've created a monster.