All this thinking as we walk, and all that surfaces are these deliciously lewd imaginings fueled by my insatiable desire to ravage Maki. Is that even normal? How could anyone feast their eyes on such a succulent body and not be consumed by lust?
Goddamn it all… I want to fuck her again. How long has it been since I met Maki? Have I already succumbed to some form of hypersexual addiction? Because even after round after round, it’s like pouring water into the Sahara – the desire just evaporates, leaving me perpetually unsatisfied. It’s all because I’ve been forced to watch everyone else getting down and dirty while having this walking aphrodisiac, this pheromone-dripping Maki, right beside me. Live porn was a terrible idea.
Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, my brain completely consumed by carnal thoughts, I hadn’t been paying attention to where my feet, and by extension, my personal fuck-toy (Caldir), were leading us. We’d somehow ended up in the indoor swimming pool. It was the dead of night, and as a space reserved for royalty, it was blessedly empty.
Normally, my dutiful maids would be trailing after their Princess, creating quite the clamor, but given the current… circumstances… I was without my usual entourage. A pity. I would have loved to give them all a firsthand demonstration of just how thoroughly I could ravage Maki.
Still, even royalty might crave a midnight swim, so the pools were thoughtfully filled to the brim. That was all the invitation I needed.
Underwater… sex… splashing around in a pool larger than a football field in the dead of night… illuminated by the subtly suggestive underwater lights… fucking Maki as she whimpered and gasped… Yes… yes, that was a scenario I’d mentally bookmarked for future exploration. And wouldn’t you know it, here we were. I immediately put my lascivious thoughts into action.
“Hiiiyaaaah… if we go in the water now, it’ll get all milky from your leaking tits… heuuuugh…!”
I halted Maki’s hesitant steps with a tug of the leash, then pushed her into the shallow end of the kiddie pool, the water barely reaching her ankles, before immediately collapsing on top of her. Maki’s body, already flushed from my earlier ministrations, was now perfectly primed to receive me, completely naked and utterly vulnerable.
“Hngh, hngh, hngh… Maki’s water-slicked, bobbing breasts… so fucking hot!”
The kiddie pool wasn’t just for children, not when a pair of delectable, breast-endowed beauties were about to engage in some serious baby-making, or at least the lesbian equivalent, amidst the splashing water. Technically, they weren’t violating the ‘kiddie’ designation.
Caldir, submerged in the spraying water from the kiddie pool’s fountain, was being thoroughly ravaged by her Princess. There were sixteen fountains in total: the original ten, plus the two attached to Caldir and the Princess’s nether regions, and the four adorning Caldir’s magnificent breasts.
The sheer volume of water erupting from those eight pairs of fountains was staggering. The artificial semen still clinging within Caldir’s ravaged vagina and anus mixed with the water, creating a milky white discharge, while a similar white fluid flowed freely from her engorged nipples. Combined with their copious amounts of slick, sweet juices, the kiddie pool was rapidly becoming a sticky, fragrant mess, any semblance of cleanliness long gone.
“Our Maki needs to keep up with the other fountains… so you’ll have to squirt out your milky goodness with just as much enthusiasm, okay? Come on, push! If you can out-squirt your fountain friends… I’ll reward you by feeding you kibble pieces nestled between my toes!”
“Woof! Woof! Mghwoooong… Aaaah… Aaaangh…!”
Aaaah… Mistress herself will personally feed me kibble from between her delicate toes…? Of course, I’ll have to lick it clean without using my hands, kneeling submissively. My gracious Mistress bestowing such an undeserved reward upon a lowly bitch slave like me… it’s my duty as her slave to repay her kindness.
S-so… this enthusiastic hip action is merely a display of a pet’s affection for its owner… Kyaaaang… Mistress… so forceful…♥ The moment the Princess reached the pool and abruptly pinned her down, Caldir spread her legs wide, welcoming the forceful intrusion, now moaning ecstatically as her breasts were roughly squeezed.
Caught off guard by the sudden poolside assault, Caldir even forgot the rule about barking, letting out human cries of pure sensation. Moans… perhaps that was the universal language of all living things.
And anyway, the Princess was far too engrossed in grinding her own slickness against Caldir’s, letting out deliciously vulgar moans like a seasoned porn star, to care that Caldir had forgotten her place and was whimpering like a human.
Bitchly duties and vaginas aside, Caldir, nipples erect and leaking, was simply lost in the sensation, milky jets shooting a good thirty centimeters into the air with every squeeze of her breasts. Compared to the weak, sputtering fountains of the kiddie pool, the built-in mammary fountains on Caldir’s chest were impressively powerful.
Splash, splash, splash… the sounds of their slippery embrace, which would have been dull thuds on dry land, were amplified by the water, echoing loudly in the cool night air. Anyone overhearing might have mistaken it for children frolicking in the pool… little would they know it was the sound of a shameless lesbian couple engaging in illicit nocturnal aquatic sex.
Caldir, eager to enhance her Mistress’s enjoyment, subtly rotated her pelvis even while pinned beneath, grinding her lower abdomen against the Princess’s, sending jolts of delicious electricity straight to the Princess’s brain.
Ah… ah… a woman’s body, lacking a penis and thus reliant on dildos to penetrate Caldir’s depths, yet Caldir was working her hips so diligently for her sake… The friction of Caldir’s lower abdomen against her own was driving her to the brink of madness.
To feel this much pleasure from mere vulva-on-vulva contact, without the aid of a dildo… she was learning new and delightful things about the female form.
At this rate, she might just reach her peak before Maki did. What a wickedly seductive little bitch! Pretending to be the submissive one while secretly trying to make her Mistress cum first! Well then, she’d just have to return the favor with Maki’s favorite form of torment!
“Cum, you little slut! Cum from being choked underwater this time!”
“Hiiiieeeck… n-nooo… hnghaaaaeck… glug… glug…”
The water filling the kiddie pool clung to their slick bodies, reducing friction and creating a sensation entirely different from land-based sex. To match Caldir’s intensity, and to amplify the pleasure, the Princess plunged Caldir’s whimpering face beneath the surface, her hands tightening mercilessly around that slender neck.
Repeated experimentation had confirmed it: Caldir’s anus was sensitive, but she was even more vulnerable to breath-holding asphyxiation sex. And what would happen if she choked her while the anal beads, still nestled deep within Caldir’s backdoor, continued their buzzing torment?
Land-based breath-holding sex was already intensely addictive… what would happen if she became addicted to the oxygen-deprived ecstasy of underwater suffocation sex…? There would be no turning back…♥ Caldir desperately thrashed her head, trying to gasp for air, but the Princess’s firm grip thwarted her attempts time and time again, sending her spiraling into repeated, rapid orgasms.
Experiencing even more intense climaxes from underwater asphyxiation sex than on land, Caldir’s bladder finally gave way, the warm, yellow stream staining the Princess’s lower abdomen and groin. The kiddie pool, needless to say, was thoroughly polluted.
But unlike Caldir, who reached her peak with such alarming speed, the Princess had no intention of stopping at just this level of satisfaction. She felt a warm, unsettling sensation on her lower abdomen… Wait, that little bitch… she’d just pissed all over her? And the audacity! Defiling her sacred Mistress’s body! This called for some special re-education.
This was the same woman who had just commanded Caldir to drink her own urine directly from her piss-soaked vulva, not allowing a single drop to escape. The irony of her now being indignant about a little golden shower on her own abdomen was not lost, but… what could Caldir do? The Princess was the master, Caldir the slave. The power dynamic was crystal clear.
How should she punish this little pet? Hmm… she’d tried choking her a few times already. Time for something a little more… creative. Ah! A delightful combination of asphyxiation and golden shower! Yes, that sounded perfect. A wicked smile playing on her lips, the Princess dragged Caldir, still shuddering from her orgasms, out of the kiddie pool.
“My, you’re light as a feather. What have you been eating to stay so weightless? Are Martians lighter than Earthlings even when they visit our planet?”
Even without resorting to her succubus strength, Caldir was remarkably light, easily dragged along. A perfectly portable fuck-toy. While dildos could sometimes interfere with the exquisite friction of tribadism, this was useful information to note.
“Maki… if you needed to pee, you should have said so. Come on, no one’s around but me. Don’t be shy, just empty your bladder into the pool. Like a dog, lift one leg. I’ll even unlock your shackles, so you can do it properly. Understand?”
Heeuuuugh… how could a slave possibly refuse such a heartfelt request from her Mistress? Caldir, every muscle in her body screaming ‘I’m still climaxing!’, listened intently to her Mistress’s words. Finally regaining some semblance of control over her limbs, she placed both hands and one leg on the ground, lifting the other leg high.
She vaguely recalled hearing that dogs lifted their legs to pee on lampposts… As a bitch, not a human, there was no shame in emulating her canine brethren. And since her bladder was indeed still full, she strained in that position.
“Aht… uht… heuuuuhng…”
Perhaps it was the awkward position while still wearing the anal beads, but her lifted leg trembled violently… Still, Caldir persevered. Failure would undoubtedly result in more of the Princess’s painful ministrations on her already bruised and battered backside.
Her body swaying precariously, as if on the verge of collapse, she finally emptied her bladder – aiming precisely at the pool as instructed – before her strength gave out completely, and she collapsed onto the ground.
“Now, you’re going to clean up your own mess. What kind of inconsiderate behavior is this, peeing in a public pool…? Our Maki definitely needs some potty training… shamelessly getting off while just letting it all out…”
The Princess conveniently omitted the fact that she had explicitly commanded Caldir to urinate, instead scolding her pet. And before her words even faded from Caldir’s ears, she grabbed the nape of Caldir’s neck and shoved her face into the yellow-tinged water of the pool.
“Drink. Not until this pool water is clear again.”
This was the ultimate combination of asphyxiation torture and golden shower play! A wicked smile stretched across the Princess’s face as she urged Caldir on, who, sputtering in the urine-soaked water, obediently swallowed the contaminated liquid.
T-this water isn’t just my pee and breast milk and juices and saliva and sweat… it also contains Mistress’s precious bodily fluids…! Caldir wasn’t about to miss an opportunity to receive her Mistress’s essence into her body. She would drain this entire pool with her mouth-vagina… until her belly swelled and burst!
Even after gulping down a volume of water that would have killed an ordinary person, Caldir’s body remained unharmed. Her slender stomach didn’t even bulge. That’s the beauty of being a psychic. You could get beaten senseless during sex and recover as if nothing happened, immune to illness…
In any case, thanks to Caldir’s diligent efforts, the pool water was restored to its original clarity. As if their business in the swimming pool was concluded, the Princess considered visiting the indoor garden next… before changing her mind and setting their course for the outdoor garden.
They could dry off in the breeze while enjoying the outdoor scenery… and more importantly, the thrill of potentially encountering other people added an extra layer of excitement. The indoor garden, while offering a secluded space for secret trysts amidst lush foliage, held less appeal for her, as she preferred to broadcast her relationship with Caldir to the world. Secrecy was overrated.
“Since it’s gotten this late, let’s just take a quick stroll through the outdoor garden before heading back to my chambers… Huh? Who left a camera here?”
Leading Maki, they walked towards their final destination, the darkness of the night obscuring their path until something unexpectedly snagged her foot. A camera… that could be useful. Given the commotion she’d caused throughout the palace, having some visual evidence might prevent people from making unfounded accusations.
Her hands were already occupied, one holding the bag of kibble for Maki’s post-ravaging meal, the other clutching the dog leash. But the camera wasn’t particularly large, so she could manage to carry it.
And so, the Princess began collecting evidence with her newly acquired item. From the lowly servant girls to the esteemed duchesses, the camera captured the chaotic aftermath of their passionate encounters, bodies strewn about in states of blissful exhaustion.
She even managed to film a noblewoman, her senses overwhelmed by Caldir’s intoxicatingly lewd scent, dragging a passing stranger into a hidden alcove for a quick, illicit romp, and captured the utterly spent expression of a young lady being thoroughly pleasured by a rival’s daughter… The camera’s yield was proving to be remarkably fruitful.
