The carpet was littered with sex toys. A cat o nine tails, a leather corset, strings lined with clothes pins, gags, and beads formed a path of strewn-across memories out on display for Elise and Camilla to discover as they found Corrin and Felicia in the act, licking each other's sex in a 69 in the living room. Camilla blushed and giggled when Felicia noticed them enter. A jolt of reality sent Felicia reeling into petrifying dread. Corrin felt her maid stop and let Felicia's cock slide out of her mouth with a audible 'pop,' punctuating the silence that chilled the room.
"What are you doing?" Elise said, mouth agape.
A pause. Felicia mustered her courage and replied "Nothing."
With a disarming smile, Camilla picked up a stray whip next to her foot. She tugged it menacingly. "Get up, both of you." Corrin and Felicia did so, well aware of the terrible extent of her wrath. They stood sullen, heads dipped, ready for the worst. "I ought to choke you where you stand, Felicia. Corrin isn't yours to share with me. " Camilla continued.
Elise sighed behind her. "Camilla, please."
"There is no greater crime," Camilla cooed, "than toying with Corrin's innocence, sister. It is betrayal of the highest order. And that means…"
Corrin couldn't stand to hear talk of executions any longer, not since seeing it done one too many times. "You won't" she interjected.
Camilla would not be swayed so easily. She walked over to Felicia and brushed her arm, which sent shivers down Felicia's soul.
Corrin lifted her head and made gave a death glare. "If father hears of this, I'll probably be locked away or thrown to the wyverns. You may never see me happy again, if ever at all."
"Or I'll just kill the useless maid and forget this ever happened." Camilla said dismissively. She lifted the whip to Felicia's trembling neck. "You must understand. I'm doing this because I love you, Corrin."
Something was off about Camilla's regular murderous aura, Felicia noticed. Whenever Camilla enters this state of smouldering rage, she drops her mask of propriety and walks with the stance of a warrior ready to strike. Felicia could tell Camilla was thinking of a less fatal punishment for her by the way she swayed her hips as she rubbed the whip across her throat. "But killing your retainer is hardly fair, isn't it?" Camilla cooed to Corrin while closing in on Felicia, who kept her head down the entire time as a maid should, diverting her eyes away from Camilla's growing erection tenting her sash, coming precariously close to her own throbbing cock, still wet from Corrin's saliva. Did Camilla mean to frot with her while threatening to choke her?
Elise sighed and turned her attention to Corrin, who was too angry to be embarrassed, naked and still glistening wet, all her debauchery laid bare for Elise to see. Twirling her blonde drill hair in one glove, Elise gave her sister a consolitory look. "Sorry to barge in, but perhaps doing it in the living room wasn't a good idea."
She had a point, Corrin thought. She crossed her arms under her breasts, shifting the weight of her perky tits onto her forearms, drawing Elise's increasingly enraptured gaze. The bulge in Elise's trousers slowly grew tall enough to catch a shadow from the lamps above them. Corrin snuck a glance at Camilla oogling Felicia, watching their dicks touch at the tip. It made her blush intensely, clouding her anger under throbbing, forbidden lust. "Would you excuse me, then? I should put my clothes on…"
"No, no." Elise waved her hands. She was blushing just as red. "You can stay here and...clean up. I'd like to stay and talk." Her hands drifted down to hide her emerging erection. "It's been...so long since we've seen each other."
Meanwhile, Camilla ripped off the bottom portion of her armor in a flash. Her voluptuous ass and thighs burst free from the straps containing them, and her massive princess cock stood tall, as if to poke Felicia's belly button while the maid kept her head down to stare in anguish at how close they were to touching. Her life was spared, but the uneasiness didn't mix well with the overwhelming lust causing her to salivate. She wanted to feel Camilla's 8 inch breeder so badly with her hands, her mouth, sandwiched between her breasts, pounding her sopping wet pussy.
Camilla looped the whip around Felicia's waist and pulled her in to squish their breasts and cocks together. "I said before, dear Felicia, that Corrin isn't yours to share with me." Felicia arched her neck back and cried out, opening her throat wide for Camilla to pounce on her lips with a deep kiss, stifling her lewd voice. Their tongues danced around wildly in the open. Having caught the taste of Corrin's pussy juices on Felicia's tongue and, satisfied, let go to savor it. "You are hers to share with me. "
"Camilla!" Elise chided. "Don't tease them! They love each other, can't you see?"
Terribly lewd ideas burned under Corrin's brain like a candle burning paper. She looked at their display dumbstruck, feelings choked in the smoke of it. "W-wait!" Corrin said. Everyone gave her their attention. "Felicia is my treasured friend" she said to Camilla. "She has to choose for herself, and I'll abide by her course of action, royal status be damned. But...Felicia…" She walked over to a surprised Felicia, grabbed her by the cheek, and gave her another kiss. "I want to show Camilla everything you've taught me."
Felicia panted hard, having been tongue-bathed by two people in rapid succession. "S-show them what?"
"Everything...master."
One word was all it took for Felicia to find her strength again. She smiled and ran her hands through Corrin's wavy silver hair. "Of course. You're a fully fledged maid now, just as slutty...and subservient as I."
They looked at Camilla and Elise, who looked on with smiles of approval. "My dear Corrin...a maid?" Camilla brushed her long hair back behind her ear and began to stroke her cock. "Oh...oh gods, this is perfect! Elise, we should put her to work!"
Elise twirled her blonde drills in one glove and undid her trousers with the other. "Oh, I love games" she mused with a playful grin. "Let's begin at once!" And they both undressed right where they stood, unleashing their cocks for Corrin and Felicia to see. Camilla's ballsack shifted and pulsed in anticipation while Elise's small pecker twitched madly.
Corrin yelped as she felt Camilla slip her penis between her thighs, felt it brush against her labia while her billowing, heaving breasts pressed against her back. Camilla could barely contain her glee as she murmured into Corrin's ear, "Don't be afraid. I want to show you what it really feels like to be a sex toy. Felicia over there knows."
Cries of pleasure poured from Felicia's mouth, pried open by a metal ring strapped on her face so that her jaw was left inert. Lines of drool hit the carpet while Elise mounted her like a dog, humping the maid's petite, tender ass. Felicia strained to keep her head up under her lady's relentless fucking, her legs trembling to hold while hot, seething pleasure burned her whole lower body. It hurt so much, but any pain was worth filling her rectum with the sweetest royal dick in the house. If she could smile, it would reach from cheek to cheek.
Camilla pushed Corrin closer, lockstep to keep her dick sandwiched between Corrin's legs. "Doesn't it look like she has a cock of her own?" she announced to Felicia. "Have at it, maid." She began to grind her cock up against Corrin's sex, the shaft rubbing so delicately that every movement made Corrin shake with anticipation.
Felicia obliged and shoved her face forward, reaching Corrin's clit with her upper lip. She wanted to savor Camilla's nectar mixed with Corrin's, to hold it in her mouth and swallow, keep going for more until they both came. But the gag held her jaw open, and while her tongue lapped up hungrily at both their sexes, everything spilled down onto the floor in a lewd waterfall.
"There there." Camilla cooed to Felicia, "Do a good job, and I'll let you have some of my dick milk afterwards."
She pushed Corrin down on all fours so that her face pressed up to Felicia's. The air between them smelled strongly of fresh, musky semen, driving Corrin's mind into the dirt as she stared into Felicia's glassed expression, the steel ring keeping her mouth open, her tongue dancing in the perfectly kissable hole…
Felicia took the initiative. She graced her tongue on Corrin's cheek, clumsily missing her mouth while Elise's anal pounding continued, consummating all of their unrequited understanding of their baseful, lusty, predicament. As their tongues finally met to taste each other, both of them felt a jet of hot cum erupt inside their bodies, pleasure and contentment spiking up into their heads, washing out all thoughts save for a craving for dicks, for more cum. Camilla and Elise pulled out and showered the two in royal semen, covering their backs, hair, everything in a cloudy white rain.