A few minutes of focused four-legged crawling allowed the lingering electric tingles to subside, but there was no ignoring the slick aftermath of her spent juices and the thick deposit of fake cum still nestled deep inside. Her ass was sticky as if coated in industrial-strength adhesive, and the mixture of their mingled fluids trickling down her thighs had thoroughly soaked her garter belts.
It was like a perverse Hansel and Gretel, leaving a trail of glistening, sex-soaked droplets to mark their path. While Hansel and Gretel used breadcrumbs, she was leaving a trail of decidedly more… flavorful… liquid. A subtle difference, perhaps.
“Woof… woof woof…”
She continued to bark rhythmically as she crawled, trying to lose herself in the monotonous canine sounds and push the degrading reality of her situation to the back of her mind. Before long, they reached a space where several palace maids were gathered. The few individuals they’d encountered along the way had been visibly shocked, and the reactions here were no different.
“W-what in the…? You! Who the hell are you?!”
“A succubus in the palace! Guards! Guards, hurry! Someone call the guards!”
“I was just changing… I don’t want to get my mind fucked by a succubus!”
“Why… why is that person wearing a dog collar and crawling around on all fours?”
“Weren’t succubi only supposed to appear in dreams? Why is one here, in reality?!”
The maids bore a striking resemblance to their usual Princess Atlantia, but their hair and eye color were a shocking pink instead of gold, and the undeniably non-human features sent a clear message of danger.
“What’s with all the commotion? It’s me, Atlantia.”
“Y-your Highness? Really? Really you? Princess… is that truly you?”
“Don’t be a fool! If you get close, she’ll charm you and enslave you!”
Hmm… it was her. They just didn’t believe her. Fine, a temporary reversion might be in order. The Princess closed her eyes, releasing the power she’d been channeling. The demonic horns, wings, and tail vanished, and the shocking pink of her hair and eyes returned to their customary gold.
“It really is me. Atlantia. Still don’t believe me?”
“…Princess. It really is you. But what in the world are you doing here, Princess Atlantia? This… this doesn’t seem like something you would normally do?”
That voice was familiar. She knew all the maids here, having interacted with them regularly, but this particular voice was intimately familiar. Turning her head, her gaze landed on Carnelian, her former closest attendant.
Like their Maki, Carnelian had fiery red, heavily permed short hair and matching red eyes, but unlike her, Carnelian possessed a perfectly ordinary set of breasts. She had been under Carnelian’s care since childhood, and just last night, she’d slipped past even Carnelian’s watchful gaze to attend that secret, scandalous gathering.
If the Princess, who had been silent until now, suddenly revealed her ‘hybrid human’ nature and was found leading a blonde girl around on all fours with a dog collar, anyone would be shocked.
Especially Carnelian, who had served as her closest attendant for so long. But too bad for her. No amount of scolding would make her sever her connection with her Maki.
“Ah… Carnelian. It’s just you. I was wondering who it was. What are you doing? Isn’t it obvious? I’m personally training a new maid.”
“…With all due respect, what kind of undignified behavior is this? Surely training a maid isn’t something a princess should be doing. Please, release that girl at once and return to your senses…”
“Ha! So much nagging! Whatever you say won’t change my plans. I’ve already decided she’s going to be my new closest attendant! Thanks for everything, Carnelian!”
Right then and there, she delivered a swift dismissal to Carnelian, who looked ready to argue, making her intentions crystal clear. After introducing her Maki to the dumbfounded maids, she turned to head towards another room where more of them were likely gathered.
Of course, her dismissal didn’t mean Carnelian would immediately become unemployed and thrown out onto the streets. The hiring of palace maids was handled by the Imperial Household Agency, not her. Even if she declared her desire to replace her closest attendant, it wouldn’t be implemented instantly.
And… even if she lost her position as closest attendant… she wouldn’t be immediately expelled from the palace. She would probably just continue working as a regular maid… or so she vaguely imagined. As Carnelian herself had said, matters concerning maids weren’t her concern, so whatever happened wouldn’t be a significant loss for her.
Princess Atlantia, having coldly cut ties with Carnelian, who had cared for her for so long, didn’t notice Carnelian’s eyes welling up with tears before she collapsed onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Her attention had been solely focused on Caldir for quite some time now.
Hmph… even without those busybodies, the process of getting this little pet naked and crawling on all fours had been arduous enough. Even after several rounds of deliciously depraved coupling on the bed, seeing Maki unconscious had made her so horny that she’d rubbed herself against Maki’s limp body, and even after unloading hot cum, she’d kept the dildo inside and twisted it.
The moment she’d tried to forcibly lift Maki and lead her out of the room with the dog leash, Maki’s luscious ass had caught her eye, leading to a spontaneous pinning and pounding session right there in the doorway. Leaving the room, she’d gotten horny again, making Maki brace herself against the doorframe while she pressed her breasts against Maki’s and roughly squeezed her chest.
“Ahaaaah… M-Mistress… you said… you’d take me for a… four-legged walk… but if you keep… fucking me like this… I won’t make it back to the room before the night ends… haaah♥”
“It’s not my fault you were born with such a ridiculously fuckable body! Now keep your ass presented properly!”
Even after their walk had begun, she’d fucked Maki two or three more times, maids be damned. But a woman’s lust, unlike a man’s, seemed to have no limits. Maki’s exposed, vulnerable form kept flashing in her mind. She desperately wanted to keep fucking her.
“It hasn’t even been that long since I last kicked your ass, and this little bitch is already slowing down again… Looks like someone needs another punishment.”
At this rate, they’d see the sunrise before even reaching the first destination, the kitchen… Even with that thought, the Princess didn’t cease her torment of Caldir. Punishing Caldir was always a novel experience.
The anal beads she’d inserted into that tight little backdoor vibrated internally whenever she pressed the remote. She’d been using it to punish the little pet whenever she slowed down or dared to whine. The ass was this one’s ultimate weakness. So, this time, to really drive the lesson home, she cranked the intensity to the highest setting.
“Ugh-eht… hee-eht…”
Maki shuddered violently, letting out strange noises from the pleasure assaulting her backdoor. A wanton little thing, completely unfazed by losing her anal virginity! Hmph… if she kept breeding her like this, she might just prove the existence of the legendary ‘virgin bitch’!
She had stumbled upon truly astonishing proof of the ‘virgin bitch’ phenomenon. Looking up the dictionary definition of ‘virginity,’ it stated: the state of not having had sexual intercourse, especially with a person of the opposite sex. Therefore, even if a woman deflowered another woman, according to the strict definition, she would still be a virgin! Because she hadn’t had sex with a ‘person of the opposite sex’!
“I-I’ll go ahead… Princess…”
“I told you to call me Mistress! How many times do I have to tell you?!”
Ignoring Maki’s whimpers, she didn’t ease up on the anal bead vibrations. Maki, who had been crawling ahead of her, gradually slowed down until she collapsed in place, convulsing and spilling more of her juices. What a strange creature, weaker in the ass than in the vagina…
But she knew just the trick. She tightened her grip on the dog leash. Whether it was the strain on her cuffed hands or something else, Maki’s torso was once again forcibly lifted. Blindfolded and hauled upright, Maki gasped as if caught in an even more intense breath-holding orgasm than before.
“If you want to keep breathing, you’ll crawl on all fours yourself.”
“Hngh… hngh… Y-yes, Mistress…”
Releasing her grip on the leash, Maki, having recovered from yet another breath-holding orgasm – she’d lost count – put her hands down again and continued forward. Hmm… she wondered if there would be any suitable animal feed for her Maki in the kitchen. If not, she could just mix whatever they had.
Watching the clinking of the handcuffs and shackles as Maki moved her wrists and ankles, a thought struck her. She wanted to fuck her. No, she would fuck her. She halted Maki, who had been obediently crawling, then forced her to lie down, spreading her legs wide. Then, she straddled her naked body.
“Ugh, why is our Maki’s body so damn fuckable? No matter how many times I do it, I just want to keep going!”
“I-I don’t know either! Aaaah… aaaaaaah!”
Their two vulvas met once more, their mingled juices slicking their skin as their clitorises rubbed together, igniting forbidden pleasure. No matter how many times they did this, it never got old. It was like inhaling a drug through her vagina.
The fake cum that had been dormant in her vagina and anus naturally flowed out, smearing onto her own vulva, but since it couldn’t impregnate her, she didn’t mind the mess. Besides, she was in no state to clean her up, and even if she took her to the bathroom, they’d probably end up fucking several more times, making bathing a distant afterthought.
Even though this little pet hadn’t even given birth, white milk continued to seep from her nipples. It was truly baffling. Her own breasts remained stubbornly unresponsive no matter how much she squeezed… But whatever! As long as the milk tasted good!
Unlike men who quickly tired after a few rounds of ejaculation, a woman’s lust was supposedly endless. However, such intense sex undoubtedly burned a significant number of calories, so she periodically drank Maki’s milk to replenish her energy. After all, anyone exercising needed to constantly refuel to avoid exhaustion. Hadn’t she almost died from pleasure twice already while carelessly fucking her?
Even as she brought her lips to Maki’s breasts, sucking and slurping, her hips didn’t stop their rhythmic grinding. Their bodies gradually grew hotter, sweat slicking their skin, and hot breaths mingled in the air. The marble floor should have felt cold… but it didn’t.
Throughout all of this, the anal beads continued their relentless buzzing inside Maki’s backdoor. While her ass was being pleasured, Maki, of her own volition, spread her legs wide in an M-shape, expressing her delight at having both her front and back being ravaged by the Princess’s desires through a symphony of moans. The Princess, finding Maki utterly adorable, even sculpted her pubic hair into a little heart shape.
“Our Maki… do you like… being fucked by me… or… or walking around naked… more…?”
Even amidst the breathless throes of ecstasy, the Princess managed to ask Caldir, no, Maki, that question. When she briefly removed the blindfold, Maki gave her a look that seemed to ask if she really needed to answer. Both, both are good, Mistress… her eyes seemed to convey. As expected, Maki was an incorrigible, hardcore masochistic bitch!
“Aaaah! Maki! I’m so incredibly happy I met youuuu!”
After mounting Maki and riding her hips for several blissful minutes, the Princess finally reached her peak, unloading a torrent of her own juices onto Maki’s vulva. Her body shuddered with lingering pleasure. Maki, not to be outdone, also released a copious amount of her own fluids, quickly turning the area around them into a veritable lake.
As she reached her climax, the heart-shaped pubic hair she’d sculpted straightened out, only to return to its curved shape as the intensity subsided.
Looking back, she could see the glistening trail of their mingled juices they’d left while crawling, along with the small puddles created during their impromptu sex sessions. Well… the cleaning staff would probably take care of it!
“Oh my, it’s… it’s the Princess. Act natural. We didn’t see anything.”
“Ugh, how indecent. Who’s going to clean up this mess?”
Just then, the cleaning crew conveniently appeared. But that wasn’t important right now… She needed to find some suitable food for her Maki. After savoring the afterglow, the Princess collapsed onto Maki’s body, sharing a sticky kiss and whispering, “I love you,” to her pet.
Confessing her love only after fucking her several times – that was the way of a true alpha female princess. Though it was her first time confessing to anyone…
Collapsing together in the vast, empty marble hall, they shared saliva-slicked kisses before finally getting up and heading towards the kitchen. There was no need to look for drinks. Her beloved Maki was a mobile milk dispenser, after all. Why search for something to drink when she could just squeeze fresh milk from those delectable breasts? All she needed to find was the pet food. Having come all this way, it had better be there.
