Princess Lucia Elsworth had been spending the last hours of her nineteenth birthday with two high noble heirs and some maids. The three were sitting in comfy chairs while the maids served their every need. It all went smoothly and without incidents until one very special necklace was picked out of the mountain of gifts that were given to Lucia by the nobles of the realm.

“Princess Lucia, out of all the gifts from low nobles you have gotten that necklace is by far the most refined looking,” Sir Rubert said while sipping on his nectar drink, he was referring to the piece of master craft made of gold and one large ruby Princess Lucia was holding in an open box.

“It works well with your green eyes,” Lady Abigail added, she too was holding a nectar class but she had not even touched it with her lips. She was more focused on playing with her long blond hair.

“Maids put this on,” Lucia commanded, her hand offered the necklace box to the woman wearing black and white who was standing behind her.

“Yes mistress Lucia,” the maid said with a nod, her hands moved to gently pull aside Lucia’s long red hair that was in a single braid using many decorative pins. Another maid held it while the first one placed the necklace on Lucia’s smooth skin.

“Ooh, this tickles weird,” Lucia said, her hands moved to feel the necklace that was perfectly her size and the ruby hanged in her neck’s nape like it was shaped to it.

The next time Lucia blinked the world changed around her. She was in a pool of thick and white sweet smelling liquid and several other forms were rising from it around her. Red light shined around them but at the Princess’s next blink she was back where she had been before.

“Mistress, did I do something wrong?” the maid hurriedly asked as she bowed. Lucia moved her head to look at the woman next to her.

“No, I think I dozed off for a moment,” Lucia said as soft smile visited her regal face. There was no way she could say what she had seen in her short dream. It was not proper to talk about such things to servants nor nobles.

“All gifts were checked by the royal mage and the pharmacist, there should be nothing odd in then,” Sir Rubert muttered, he was stroking his barely growing blond mustache.

“No nothing like that, I simply feel a bit tired,” Lucia explained, her hand had ventured to her lips. The sweet scent from her dream still lingered.

“Lucia, what did I tell you about touching your lips, they will get all ruined if you do that,” Abigail said with a mild smile, almost like she was hoping it to happen.

“I think I feel thirsty,” Lucia voiced, her green eyes were wandering around the room like trying to find something.

“Did Princess notice my new leather pants, they are made from a rare animal our language don’t even have a word yet. I’m trying to get my father name it after… the river,” Rubert said, he had noticed Lucia’s eyes had ventured down his clothes.

“They sure seem nice, I think I need a drink,” Lucia muttered and one of the maids offered her a nectar glass, she gulped it down in one go.

Lucia’s face was slowly turning redder and her eyes kept wandering even more. Rubert’s leather pants had a visible padded bulge in his crotch like which many nobles used in their fashion lately, Lucia had trouble to stop looking at it.

“Isn’t this nice Lucia, just the tree of us spending your birthday. Nothing like the big after party last year. No point letting just any low noble to come. Just the dance gala in the morning your father had arranged was full of all kinds of weird nobles from the far ends of the kingdom,” Robert said with a grin, he had more than noticed where Lucia was looking at. His eyes were aiming back at the fine red dress Lucia was wearing that did little to hide her upper bosom.

“Yes but I really need to get that drink,” Lucia almost stuttered, her hands were moving like she was fanning herself and her skin was faintly blushing.

“Mistress would you like water instead?” the maid asked.

“Yes water, I will go get water immediately,” Lucia said as she stood up, the two nobles who were her age also stood up. They were only children of dukes after all.

“Mistress, we can fetch it for you,” the maid said.

“No need to escort me,” Lucia replied with an adamant tone despite her almost shaking hands but the maids walked behind her to the door.

“I said no need to escort me, the well is just at the end of the corridor,” Lucia said and after a pause, she blurted out, “Wait here or I will… have you flogged.”

“Yes, mistress,” both of the maids said at the same time. They moved back to their serving positions.

Lucia walked out of the small dining room that was in the left wing of the royal castle and headed to the well at the end of the corridor. She looked around before knocking the door of the servant who did the lifting of the water with a bucket and a rope mechanism.

Even before the servant had managed to express his surprise for the Princess knocking the door the royal pushed into the room and closed the door behind her while the man backed away slightly shocked.

Lucia looked at the man in his mid-twenties before she said, “The smelly thing in your pants, I must see it.”

“Princess?” the man uttered, his pants were plain and grey like any worker in the castle doing manual labor out of sight of the owners of the place.

“Nobody has ever said no to me and I won’t let a mere servant be the first. I must see the thing that smells good in your pants,” Lucia stuttered but her voice was gaining odd confidence despite the frantic look on her face.

“The red morning is coming,” the man said, his brown eyes examined Lucia for any signs.

“What are you mumbling about, drop your low-quality pants already. I don’t want to look at them the whole day,” Lucia commanded, she was biting her lip and her breathing was increasingly ragged.

“The necklace? It’s the one, you are the one who was chosen?” the man exclaimed.

“Are you going to obey me or not?” Lucia insisted, her trailing eyes were showing that her focus was only on one thing. The sweet scent that was attracting her like a fly to a candle was constantly burning stronger in her nose and mind.

“My name is Christof and I’m humbled to serve you,” the man said with rising zeal as he dropped his pants. His cock was growing with speed and reached full erection before his pants hit the ground.

For a moment Lucia just stared at the oddly tasty looking cock with a slight mouth gape but then she said, “It looks so good. I wonder if it feels that too.”

“Princess, I most gracefully accept your compliment,” Christof announced. He pushed his hips forward to present himself better.

“Don’t move,” Lucia commanded as she stepped forward. She took a grip from the cock with her bare hand and her entire body was hit by a trembling wave.

“The taste, I must taste it, taste it,” Lucia stuttered, she knelt down on the floor and faced the cock. Her eyes tilted to look at the rod that was now in front of her, her royal pale skin was more than blushing.

Christof looked at Lucia’s tongue reaching towards his cock and suddenly his tip was quickly licked. In the next moment, Lucia gulped down the cock in its entirety up to the servant’s pubes. He felt his cock bend into her throat and the Princess was only trying to get it deeper.

“Praised be the chosen one has claimed me, may the whole world know this bliss,” Christof announced, he was bending his knees to slowly rotate his hips.

Lucia’s royal face was twisting but she was not giving away any part of the sizeable meat-brick even though her breathing was almost impossible. Her desperate attempts to suck the cock deeper were nothing but impossible.

“Princess, can you breath like that?” Christof asked with concern but then he added, “Let me help you.”

Christof took a grip from Lucia’s head and pulled her out, the Princess lifted her hands to resist but then he pushed his cock back in and her hands dropped down. A weird smile filled her face as her glazed eyes tilted to look upwards.

The cock kept sliding in and out of Lucia’s royal throat with increasing speed. Her lips sucked it almost hard enough to clean it from her saliva but soon enough the rod was coated by a thick layer of it. Lucia’s tongue was cupping against the cock and licked it like she wanted to taste it more.

“Princess Lucia… no. Holy and Lustful Lucia may my offering bless you,” Christof announced loud enough that anybody outside the door would have been able to hear it. He was increasing his speed and using Lucia’s face like a commoner’s pleasure hole.

Lucia’s hairpins were well placed but Christof’s fingers were digging into her red hair and making them loose and soon the first one dropped to the floor, it was a pin of silver.

At first, Lucia had tried to lift her trembling arms but then another sensation attracted them towards her loins. Her hip region was burning but her dress was blocking her path. No matter how hard she tried Princess Lucia could not reach the place that burned the hardest in her body.

“Lustful Lucia, I’m going to feed you your holy supper. May your lustful body be blessed,” Christof announced and he rammed his cock all the way in, a blast of seed was directly shot down Lucia’s throat. He only gyrated enough to make his cock pump more.

Lucia desperately tried to get a lick to her tongue but all the seed was directly filling her belly. Strong pulses still went through her body as her clit twitched. Despite not even been touched Lucia’s virgin body climaxed from the first forceful blowjob she had ever given. Plenty of juice covered her undergarments.

Nothing even in Lucia’s royal life compared to the sensations she was feeling. The seed in her was not just burning but radiating with deep happiness beyond words. Even few tears appeared to the Princess’s eyes from the sensations.

Christof started to pull out his cock but Lucia clamped on it hard enough to almost prevent it but the male gyrated with his hips and managed to take it out. The moment he let go of Lucia’s head she collapsed to the floor and several more hairpins dropped down.

“Do you taste the supper? Does it taste good?” Christof asked with an odd smile.

“It tastes so sweet. I could not stop myself. I just had to have it,” Lucia stuttered, she was massaging her lips with her fingers.

“I must report this, I must,” Christof said in a hurry and ran out.

Sometime later Lucia’s still blurred eyes saw her head maid Rastle run into the room, she stopped for a moment but soon knelt next to the Princess. The maid looked like she had run and her black ponytail was tied in a rush.

“I’m fine, I just feel a bit dizzy,” Lucia stuttered before Rastle even asked anything.

“Let me clean you up my mistress,” the maid said in a calm tone and systematically tidied up Lucia and her fallen pins.

xxxxx

“Mistress Lucia, do you feel alright?” Rastle asked as she was tucking Lucia to sleep for the night in her large royal bed.

“I’m fine, just leave,” Lucia commanded with a stuttering voice.

The moment Rastle left the room Lucia’s hands sank under her red sleeping dress, to feel her soft skin that was swollen. It was not the first time but never this much, constant stream of blood was filling her nethers.

“I guess this is what my brothers were talking about that day, how royals have needs,” Lucia muttered, she pulled up her knees and put her hands between her thighs.

Lucia took a tight grip from her clit with both hands and started to rub it in an increasingly frantic pace. Her juice coated finger could barely hold a grip so she dug her nails into her flesh, some of her fingers even ventured to brush against her purity.

“Damn it, the priest was right, just doing it alone won’t bring any satisfaction,” Lucia screamed, she took a grip from her leg and pushed her heel against her clit with force. It only made her heat go worse and an urge to fill her hole grew bigger.

“Maybe I could… no, my purity… I can’t break it. Maybe if I just taste it more, like with exotic drinks. I just just need to drink more to lose interest,” Lucia mumbled in a feverish manner as her tender royal body burned with lust.

It took some hours but at some point, Lucia passed out from the heat alone.

xxxxx

The next day as soon as she could Lucia charged into the servant room where Christof was stationed. The Princess was wearing a more modest red dress this time with her usual decorated ponytail.

“My princess, you have come again,” Christof said as he stood up, the princess had come in and locked the door with speed.

“Quit the talk servant. I only have minutes until my maids start to look for me. I need to taste it more. I need to feel it on my tongue,” Lucia announced with odd confidence.

Lucia fell to her knees and opened her mouth. Christof did not need more encouragement to take his cock out. He aimed it at the Princess’s open mouth and started to jerk it.

“Faster,” Lucia commanded, she moved forth and back like hesitating on if she wanted to suck it or not.

“Give me that,” Lucia commanded as things were not happening as instantly as she wanted. She grabbed at Christof’s cock and he took his hands away more than willingly. With hard squeezing grip, Lucia jerked the cock without mercy, her lust glazed eyes only wanted one thing, to taste the man-nectar inside. Her tongue kept hanging below it to wait the moment something would come out.

The Princess kept sniffing the cock and her eyes stared at it almost angrily. It still burned her hand with pleasure but something was different. Lucia was governed by impatient curiosity to the moment she got what she wanted.

“I live to serve the embodiment of lust,” Christof declared as his cock exploded into Lucia’s mouth. Some of it spilt on the Princess while she leaned forward to take the seed that dripped out.

Lucia took the tip into her mouth and sucked it with a lustful grin. Her tongue pressured the small cock milk-hole with desperate speed, the seed she could get burned pleasurably in her mouth.

“Honored lustful Lucia, my body screams of joy to serve you,” Christof declared, his legs were almost shaking from the forceful sucking his climaxed cock was receiving even though it was just the tip.

Suddenly Lucia stopped and pulled back before she said, “You taste odd, watery like it was… unfinished. Also, you smell bad. You should go wash yourself.”

Lucia licking her lips and used her fingers to take the seed that had spilt on her royal jaw. Oddly enough her clit had not reacted as strongly as the last time.

“I’m sorry my lustful mistress, I was not ready this soon,” Christof said, he knelt down and bowed.

The bad smell made Lucia look down and she knew some of the seed had dropped to her dress, she lifted it up enough so that she could lick it clean. Part of her wished she had worn the dance dress with an exposed upper bosom, images of seed covering her naked body filled Lucia’s mind.

“I need to taste more. The fragrant ones. I smelled so many good ones on my way here,” Lucia said in a calm voice, she stood up and walked out of the chamber.

“I live to serve,” Christof yelled after the Princess.

xxxxx

That evening Lucia was pacing in her room and her hands were trying to make her clit and a burning hunger for seed calm down with little to no success.

“What do I do? I could barely eat and I’m still hungry,” Lucia said to herself, she had stopped to rub herself to the smooth end of her royal bed.

“I need more but just… the nice scented water servant,” Lucia suddenly stuttered with twisted clarity.

“The water servant sleeps in this floor, I was shown how to get there along the secret tunnel,” Lucia muttered, she headed to a large wall painting of a forest and used a hidden lever to open a pathway.

xxxxx

Lucia had no idea how late castle servants went to sleep, she had been waiting for the water servant to come to his sleeping chamber for hours now. Though lucky for the Princess just the anticipation of gaining his seed was enough to keep her focused on her goal. Lucia had also been rubbing her clit into the lever of the secret passage door through her sleeping gown, it was so lubricated by now it felt pleasurable but the Princess wanted more.

The moment the waited for male servant stepped into the small storage room with one bed Lucia leapt from her hiding spot in the secret tunnel and locked the chamber’s main door with a beam. It was more to keep anybody else coming in since Lucia had let the secret passage wall panel stay open.

Before the male was even able to move Lucia announced, “You are the nice scented servant who carries things for my maids.”

“Yes Princess,” the servant stuttered, he was a few years older than the Princess and had a brown hair with same eye color.

“I noticed you sleep alone here. This place has a nice aroma to it too,” Lucia added, her red dress was visibly wet around her loins in the scant moonlight coming from the window.

“Yes princess,” the servant replied, he was calming down and his eyes were looking at the Princess with a weird puzzled grin mixed with desire.

“Out of all the male servants you look and smell the tastiest,” Lucia blurted out not knowing what else to say as that was the reason she was here, there was no room for games in the seed starved princess’s mind.

Lucia dropped to her knees and said, “You may place your sweet-part into my mouth, I will suck it for you.”

As the male did not immediately react Lucia added, “Come on, I’m not going to wait the whole day and just find another servant do it for me.”

“Yes Princess…” the servant finally muttered, he stepped next to the Princess and dropped his pants, his cock was already erect. It was also notably sized.

“Don’t move,” Lucia instructed before taking the tip in. Her lips started to tremble almost immediately as her desire to take it all in filled her but this time Lucia was ready for the urge and used her royal discipline training to say no to the urge.

“Only I can say no to myself,” Lucia muttered through the cock’s tip, she was only letting her tongue move to lick the tip.

“Princess, I’m cumming soon,” the servant uttered.

“Already?” Lucia muttered, she sucked the tip in full as she felt the incoming seed. It was a weird mix of smell and intuition.

“You feel so good,” the servant announced as his cock unloaded plenty pent-up seed into the princess’s hungry mouth. Her tongue rolled around it until the desire to swallow it down became too great.

“Princess, you feel so good,” the servant kept repeating, even when no more seed would leave him the Princess kept sucking him. When his cock deflated enough Lucia took it fully into her mouth as it bent. Her tongue was doing circles around it and it soon started to gain length again. Feeling this Lucia backed away and let the saliva dripping cock go.

“Princess, is something wrong?” the servant asked, Lucia was looking down and touched her lips.

With a stutter, Lucia replied, “Your… seed… your meat, tasted so good. It’s the best I have tasted. You still tasted good even when you started to smell bad.”

Helped by the Princess’s lustful confession the servant’s cock grew almost fully erect again. Lucia’s saliva was still glimmering on it and dripped to his balls.

Lucia continued stuttering, “What is your name, I need to know the name of the person who tastes this good.”

“Oliver, my name is Oliver,” the servant replied. He straightened up like he was some honor guard.

Lucia leaned in and gave a quick lick to Oliver’s cock. Her hands took a grip from it and played with his foreskin while she moved it around like a toy.

“It’s not the same any more,” Lucia muttered as she stood up. She stepped forward and moved her grip to Oliver’s balls, her fingers went between them and gave a short squeeze.

“You better save it all for me, okay?” Lucia whispered in a pleading tone, not many men could say no to.

“Okay,” Oliver stuttered, even when Lucia let go a strange burn of pleasure was left behind.

Lucia walked into the tunnel and closed the wall panel but not before whispering, “I will be visiting you again when you smell good again.”

xxxxx

Lucia was walking in the palace garden when the familiar aroma entered her nose.

“Wait here and don’t move,” Lucia commanded to her maids.

With quick steps Lucia rushed along the garden bushes until she saw a crouched male servant holding a golden goblet, he was jerking his cock into it among the bushes. From her angle, Lucia was able to guess it combined with the tempting smell she recognized by now.

“Place the goblet down to the ground and walk away,” Lucia commanded, the man almost dropped it but he did place it to the ground without spilling.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what overcame me,” the servant stuttered.

“Just walk away without turning around and nobody needs to know,” Lucia said, she was trying to use a lower voice than she naturally had but her smile showed it was more to play a game than anything else.

“Yes miss?” the servant, said like he was asking who it was.

“You don’t need to know who I am,” Lucia replied with an agitated tone.

The man left soon enough and Lucia went to the goblet and took it.

“Looks man-milk alright,” Lucia muttered, she took a taste with her tongue.

“Tastes odd, like ruined by the metal. Also, the weird tingle is not here,” Lucia continued to mutter.

“Ooh well,” Lucia said and drank the seed anyway with a faint smile before going back to her maids.

xxxxx

A few days later Lucia was on her way to a tutoring session at the royal library when a man she only recognized by face came to her at the hallway.

“Greetings, Princess Lucia. I wish to have a short talk with you about your destiny,” the man said with a bow.

“And you are?” Lucia replied, she looked around the empty corridor. The Princess had managed to convince her head maid to let her go alone to her study session. Lucia had been hoping for more opportunities like the one with the goblet.

“I’m your humble servant, Baron Isaac Consworth,” the man said with another bow. He looked to be in his mid-forties and had fine clothes and a mustache any noble would be expected to have in his position.

“You may talk,” Lucia replied, her nose was trying to sniff at the man from the distance but her seed did not seem that potent for her.

“We don’t usually talk in places this open but since thanks to your station opportunities like these won’t come often. I thought I would give my introduction and congratulate you on your ascension,” Isaac said in a quick pace.

“I don’t understand,” Lucia muttered, her face was looking annoyed.

“I’m the leader of the ones who have dedicated our lives to create the being you have become like in the ancient text,” Isaac explained, his eyes were more than eating Lucia’s royal body through her red dress.

“Become?” Lucia asked, her eyes narrowed as things moved in her mind.

“I’m but a humble servant that will do your bidding, chosen of lust,” Isaac declared, the corridor was still empty besides the two.

“Ooh, so you are willing to give me your seed?” Lucia blurted out with a tilted and strained smile.

“Princess, I really hope you have not been going around proposing that to random men?” Isaac asked.

“Of course I have, I can ask the servants to do whatever I want. It’s not much different to what my brothers do and my purity is still intact,” Lucia explained, she had the odd need to say it out loud like she was also justifying it to herself.

“You truly are perfect holy Lucia,” Isaac declared and he bowed down again.

“Ooh, your friends with that… water-servant-man?” Lucia asked. Isaac’s words were starting to sound familiar to Lucia even in her seed focused mind.

“All who believe in the great liberating lust are more than friends my holy Lucia,” Isaac declared again.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” Lucia asked, the man’s pompous tone irked her as it was used towards her and not by her.

“Have you not felt it, the great joy of lust that has entered your body,” Isaac said with a wide stare.

“I probably should have asked sooner but you and that water-servant-man know about something more than I do… about things…” Lucia asked, her eyes fixated on Isaac’s brown eyes.

“We only know what the ancient paintings and the passed down wisdom tell of the great purity of lust that manifests in only the most chosen ones like you,” Isaac explained.

A sudden flare of anger from not understanding the meaning of Isaac’s words made Lucia blurt out, “I’m just going to leave if you don’t start making sense.”

Isaac continued without blinking, “The divine lust in your body is all that makes sense in this world. It is the key to free all of us from the suffering of the earthly binds.”

“Goodbye Baron Isaac. I’m late for my tutoring session,” Lucia said and walked past him.

“We may part but our paths are bound with one purpose,” Isaac yelled after Lucia.

“He sounds like a priest and I hate those, so boring,” Lucia muttered to herself.

xxxxx

“Lucia, are you sleeping again?” the royal tutor asked the Princess. They were sitting on a large table specially preserved for Lucia at the royal library.

“I’m not, you are just so boring I look like it,” Lucia replied, she had been leaning to her arm. Nobody at the library smelled good to her, especially the old tutor in blue robes.

“Maybe you should tell me a topic that would be less boring to you?” the tutor said with a disapproving stare.

“Are there some beings that really like the taste of male seed?” Lucia blurted out.

“Where have you heard that? Were it those damn maids again?” the tutor asked.

“Yah those maids, they talked about this story that some women like seed so much they can’t think of anything else,” Lucia said like he was teasing the man.

“This latest attempt of yours to disrespect me will not work, take this and read it,” the tutor said, he gave Lucia an open book. On it was text and a picture of a grotesque human figure that barely looked female.

“These ancient demons were the ones who the church protected us against thousands of years ago. Just read how foul and devious their acts are and you will never even think of using a word like seed again,” the tutor said with an almost evil grin.

After reading the page while ignoring the tutor’s rant about demons Lucia said, “It says here a succubus needs to take seed into her purity to fully awaken.”

“Give me that, you learned nothing like usual,” the tutor flared, he ripped the book from Lucia’s hands and threw it away.

“That just means you are a bad teacher. You are the one being paid to teach me,” Lucia irked.

“Then you should complain to your father,” the tutor said, he had visibly calmed down in a second.

“No way, that way I might need to learn something if he gets someone competent,” Lucia replied. This time her words shocked the tutor almost still despite it was not the first time she had said that to him.

“I’m guessing most of the things in that book was stuff made to scare the population?” Lucia asked after a moment.

“Well yes but there are records to indicate that demons like succubi used to be a thing. Especially the church believes in them to the extent that they… but that is not really important,” the tutor said with a faint stutter towards the end.

“So you are saying some part of the legends might be true?” Lucia asked sounding serious enough to make the tutor answer.

“Well yes, most legends have some origin and this one has more documented evidence than most. Though I would suggest we drop this. Your father might not like you focusing on ancient demons. It’s not really something that is taught any more,” the tutor replied.

“I guess you are right,” Lucia muttered.

xxxxx

Lucia walked into her room with a book and she sat down on her bed to read it. After several minutes Lucia lifted up the book and showed a page with an artistic female with long tails to the maids.

“Anybody know any books that talk about these?” Lucia asked, several maids, looked down with confusion.

“All of you, out,” Rastle commanded and as she was the head maid, the others obeyed.

“Mistress Lucia it is not proper for you to be so open about these things,” Rastle said, her green eyes met with Lucia’s slightly deeper green ones.

“Not you too, the tutor was annoying enough and did not tell me anything useful,” Lucia replied.

“Not that my mistress, it’s just too dangerous for talk about these things around people who don’t understand,” Rastle explained, she took a small red book from her pocket and offered it to Lucia.

“This book contains all the information we have on the necklace and on those who it accepts,” Rastle explained.

“We? You know the old man and the water-bucket-man?” Lucia asked.

“They don’t know you like I do, I have underlined and noted the parts that are important to you,” Rastle replied and Lucia took the book. She read it for a moment and when she flipped a page she saw something she recognized.

“This is my necklace,” Lucia said and her hand moved to feel the large ruby in her neck.

“I haven’t taken it off after I put it on?” Lucia asked.

“No mistress Lucia. I think the magic protects it from perception unless focused on,” Rastle pondered.

“And this is… is… how succubus is made…” Lucia stuttered, her eyes were looking at a part that described a ceremonial group orgy with pictures.

“Based on the texts just one is enough after the necklace has accepted its master,” Rastle said.

“You mean I must lose my purity?” Lucia asked, her eyes were dilating. An odd excited smile appeared for a moment to her lips before fading.

“Lucia, you have stepped on the path of lustful liberation. The only way you will ever feel satisfaction is to see it to the end,” Rastle said with zeal.

“I care none for that complex nonsense you people keep saying to me, I just like the taste,” Lucia muttered as she was touching her lips again.

“Purity that won’t matter in the new era is a low price for eternal bliss,” Rastle replied, her words broke a bit and her eyes trailed off.

That night Lucia sank into a complex web of lust filled thoughts. That is until she smelled something sweet again that made her steel her resolve.

xxxxx

“Oliver, I need your milk into my womb right now,” Lucia declared as she crashed on top of the sleeping servant in his small storage room.

“Princess!” Oliver exclaimed before Lucia covered his mouth with her hand.

“Ssh, no need to be so loud, I just came to feel your cock again,” Lucia panted, her breath was ragged and her skin was reddish but in the darkness, the servant was not able to see it.

Lucia pushed the struggling servant on his back with surprising ease and pulled back his pants with her free hand. His cock sprang up hitting Lucia’s wet pussy, it sent a jolt through her and she collapsed to sit on the cock.

“Ever since I read that book I could do nothing but think how great meat would feel inside the hole that was made to take it,” Lucia panted, her virgin pussy was sliding along Oliver’s shaft and the Princess was still leaning to block his mouth.

“Like just feeling it in my mouth is so great so the hole that is made to take it should be so much better,” Lucia explained. Her plenty female juices were painting Oliver’s manhood with a wet layer.

The cock was twitching into Lucia’s puffed pussy and her vulva was gripping the hard rod. The Princess’s clit was pulsating against it and her pussy was trying to suck it deeper even from this angle.

“Do you feel it? Does this feel good for you too?” Lucia asked, both of her hands moved to cup Oliver’s jaw, he was frantically nodding.

“You smell so good again. I could smell you to your room,” Lucia muttered, her hands moved down Oliver’s body and took a grip from his cock. Her legs pushed up but not much.

“You want to feel it inside right?” Lucia asked, she was already rubbing the tip against her wet clit. The entire cock was more than soaked in the Princess’s juice.

“Yes, I would die thousand times for this moment, yes,” Oliver exclaimed.

“Whatever anybody says you never saw me lose my purity and like you didn’t since you can’t see anything,” Lucia explained like she was saying something clever.

“This is our dream, I will never share our dream,” Oliver announced.

“Don’t move whatever happens,” Lucia commanded with her ragged breath. When she was done aiming she sat on the cock and took it into her virgin pussy. The cock sent waves through her as it pushed deeper. Lucia’s frame was swaying on top of Oliver. Tingling pulses forced the Princess to half close her eyes and open her mouth to breath better. The suddenly increased heat was almost suffocating Lucia.

“Lucia, you are making me so happy,” Oliver yelled, he leaned forward and hugged the shaken Princess. Lucia’s erect nipples rubbed against Oliver through his shirt.

“You feel so good, let me help you feel good too,” Oliver added when Lucia did not respond.

The pure carnal lust radiating into Lucia’s body had almost paralysed her and she could only stay in Oliver’s embrace with a gaping mouth. His hands moved along Lucia’s back, one of then descended to her behind and squeezed it. This made Lucia suddenly tighten and Oliver’s cock twitched to pump seed against Lucia’s inner gate.

Lucia visibly convulsed as the purest form of happiness waved through her from the man-milk entering her virgin womb. Oliver held her tightly as he caressed her back. It only made Lucia pressure the cock harder, her throbbing clit was almost milking the cock on its own.

“Please let us stay like this forever,” Oliver whispered, he embraced Lucia tightly and her perky breasts were squeezed between them. The princess only stared with glazed over eyes as her gaping mouth dripped drool on Oliver’s back.

It took some time but then Lucia muttered, “I love seed.”

“I love you too,” Oliver replied.

“I love your seed in my womb. I feel how it is becoming part of me,” Lucia panted, her inner walls were pleasurably convulsing like she was having the best meal the royal had ever gotten.

Those words froze Oliver as the full realization what he had done started to fill him. He had just defiled the virginity of the Princess with world-renowned beauty and more suitors that she could count. Not to mention his father had been refusing all of them as not worthy of his perfect daughter.

“You don’t have more seed right?” Lucia stuttered, her pussy lost some grip on Oliver’s cock and her almost limp body was gaining strength suddenly.

“I gave all I had to this moment,” Oliver replied, he was almost whimpering.

“Useless, you smell all bad again,” Lucia said with mild annoyance, she pushed Oliver back and stood up.

Oliver was left alone in the darkness as lustfully drooling Lucia ran into the secret tunnel.

xxxxx

Lucia ventured along the secret passages inside the castle walls, her eyes were seeing the lines on the stone in the pitch darkness, no longer she just smelled where the humans with plenty seed were but the clear route to them. Almost like the smell itself was framing the path.

In a small room under candlelight, a single man was looking at a book with artistic female pictures, his muscular body was naked and he was gently stroking his cock.

“Your cock smells nice,” came a whisper behind him. It was the naked Lucia but her face was completely covered by her long red hair. She had come with unnatural silence from the secret passage.

“What?” the man asked in shock as he looked behind him, his eyes fixated on the feminine body that was slightly reddish in the candlelight.

Lucia leaned in and reached around the man to touch his cock. He did not resist as Lucia’s soft and perky breasts pressed against his back, her erect nipples dug into his muscular back.

“Aren’t you forceful,” the man whispered, Lucia’s head rested on his shoulder and her hot breath brushed his skin.

“You can call me Eric and at this rate, I will cum soon. Would be a shame if your visit was cut short,” the man said, his hand moved to stop Lucia’s cock jerking.

“But I just want the seed,” Lucia whimpered, she moved around to face the man. She was between the male and the candle, her shadowy face was still covered with her red hair.

“Well then, you better play with me after too,” Eric said.

“I like playing with cocks,” Lucia muttered, she was gripping on the cock again.

“You like it rough right?” Eric asked.

“Rough?” Lucia asked with peaked interest.

“Turn around,” Eric said while he made his finger do a rotation, Lucia obeyed.

Eric stood up and pushed his cock between Lucia’s thighs and against her pussy. Plenty of royal juice coated it and Lucia’s legs clamped on it.

“You want it in your ass or pussy?” Eric asked, his hands moved on Lucia’s skin.

“Pussy, I need it in my pussy,” Lucia begged, the cock burned hard against her throbbing clit.

“As the lady demands,” Eric declared, his hands moved around Lucia’s shapely hips and his cock was trying to find a way in before Lucia’s hands guided it to slide into her wet pussy.

“You feel good, if you want it really rough, bend your hands to the floor,” Eric said, his hands dug around Lucia’s hips as her hands touched the floor. The fact she was able to do it almost shocked Lucia, she had not used to be this flexible.

“Feel this,” Eric said, his cock slid and bent inside Lucia’s tight inner walls. Almost immediately drool dripped from her gaping mouth to the floor.

“Not even a moan? You like it?” Eric asked.

“Too good,” Lucia panted, she started to tilt her hips up and down to milk the cock even more.

“I should have known you would be good at this,” Eric grunted, the way his cock was twisted almost made him locked into Lucia.

“Damn I’m cumming already,” Eric said, his seed spurted down into Lucia’s waiting womb. Her hips moved even more frantically to milk him.

“More, I want more, was that all?” Lucia asked before the last drop even left Eric.

“Ooh they hired a feisty one this time,” Eric said, he rang a bell in the wall and a man in the castle’s red guard uniform stepped in. He did not look surprised seeing what Eric had been doing.

“Wake up my guard unit, the whore they hired wants to make them all happy,” Eric commanded, and the man nodded before closing the door.

“Guards?” Lucia asked with mild panic.

“Yes, more than thirty horny men will take your slutty body,” Eric said as he slapped Lucia’s butt.

“Thirty?” Lucia exclaimed, this time not with panic but lust.

“Is that going to be a problem, you want to be paid more?” Eric asked, he was slowly gyrating his cock out despite Lucia’s pussy’s resistance.

“Paid? No, I want their cocks, I want to feel all of them inside of me,” Lucia panted, she was twitching from the excitement around Eric’s cock.

“Such a nice lady,” Eric whispered.

The door opened and a man in his grey sleeping gown said, “Sergeant, thirty guards reporting to fuck duty.”

“At ease, just pack in and enjoy the team building exercise,” Eric replied, he kept slapping Lucia like to give a rhythm to the walking men.

Not being able to hold back Lucia grabbed one of the eager cocks and sucked it into her mouth. Soon cocks were offered into Lucia’s hands and another male took Eric’s place behind her. The new one rammed his cock into Lucia’s pussy all the while her mouth was fucked by another man.

“I guess I don’t need to ask if you want them one at a time or in groups,” Eric exclaimed and several men laughed.

None of the men could last Lucia’s pussy that long and their cum flowed in, the Princess’s hungry insides let none of it spill but it was not the same to the men. Lucia’s back and hair were soon covered with seed from the guards that had used her hands and she needed to fight an urge to use her hands to take all of it into her mouth. The seed burned her skin with great pleasure.

At some point, Lucia was pulled on her back on top of a one men so that both of her nether holes could be used at the same time along with her mouth and hands. The holes lost any difference they had in Lucia’s mind as all of them made lustful pleasure radiate into her body. Even the seed on her skin was slowly becoming a part of her.

“Round one complete but I still see hard cocks. We can continue if the fine lady so wants?” Eric asked, he was standing to a side even though his cock was still hard.

“More more, I want to taste more of the bad smelling cocks,” Lucia panted when the cock in her mouth was removed.

A man was playing with Lucia’s hair when he moved it to a side to look at her face, “So pretty, almost like the… Princess.”

“Ooh you calling her princess now?” one of the men asked with an irk.

“No no, she is the actual Princess,” the soldier stuttered. The morning light had hit on Lucia’s face enough to make it easily recognizable. There was no way any random whore had the uniquely perfect facial structure.

“What are we going to do?” one of the soldiers yelled after seeing Lucia as she pushed her body up.

“Take your cock out you fool,” Eric commanded, his eyes were staring at Lucia’s increasingly more visible body.

“Please don’t, let him cum first,” Lucia panted, her legs locked around the man and were not letting go.

“What did I tell you! Get off of her,” Eric yelled, he moved to grab the man inside Lucia’s demanding pussy.

“What is the point, we are all dead,” a man yelled, he took Lucia’s hand and started to jerk his limp cock with it.

“Why are you all so panicking, nobody needs to know,” Lucia said in an oddly calm tone, she was more than happy using her hips to milk the man who had stopped moving.

“What?” Eric stuttered, several of the men had a strange glazed over eyes as they looked at the Princess.

“It’s not like you were the first and definitely not the last,” Lucia voiced, her words were making the men relax and soon all were nodding with a smile.

“You mean?” Eric asked, his eyes too were calming down.

“Just serve me with your bodies and give me all that tasty seed,” Lucia said with a tilted smile.

“Yes Princess,” the soldiers said in unison.

xxxxx

“My mistress, it’s the morning,” Rastle said the first thing after stepping into Lucia’s room.

“Rastle, I have something you must feel,” Lucia panted, her disheveled naked form with messed long hair was laying on her bed. Rastle could do nothing but stare at the long tail that squirmed in the Princess’s hands.

“Maids, the Princess is not feeling well. Guard the door and let nobody enter,” Rastle commanded before locking the door behind her with a beam.

“I became one, Rastle, as you told me to become,” Lucia panted, her naked body moved to collect herself on the bed.

“Praised be thy lust,” Rastle exclaimed, she stepped next to the bed.

“Come here Rastle,” Lucia said, Rastle more than happily obeyed hearing Lucia use her name with a lustful tone.

Lucia leapt and pinned Rastle to the bed, the tail that the Princess had held in her hands wiggled under Rastle’s clothes like it was moving on its own. It soon found it’s right path and pierced into Rastle’s pussy.

Rastle was almost immediately filled to her internal limits by the tail, a feeling of lustful content overwhelmed her. The tail moved like a sentient cock that stretched her limits and battered her end. Small tiny knobs at the tip rubbed against the maid’s inner walls.

“I forgot to punish you, despite being my personal maid for so long you have bee working to other people,” Lucia said with a twisted grin, she was thrusting the tail into Rastle like it was a cock.

“I’m yours, I only did it for you Lucia,” Rastle panted, the maid was barely able to speak but if Lucia asked of her something she would respond.

“For me?” Lucia asked, her hands moved along Rastle’s thick but maid clothes covered body.

“Yes,” Rastle replied but her eyes glazed when she saw two more tails appear, both of the new ones were aiming to the same hole that was already filled.

“Mercy, not the same one,” Rastle panted, her pussy was already assaulted with more pleasure than she could normally handle. Any more and the maid might lose her highly valued self-control.

“But they want to fill the same one, my body burns from a will to give you something and I think you need more punishment” Lucia whispered, her fingers were digging into Rastle’s breasts like one of the soldiers had done before to the Princess.

“Give? You mean the blessing of lust? Please give it to me,” Rastle panted.

The two new tails intertwined with the first one and dug their way into Rastle’s pussy, like a miracle she stretched to match the large rods. As her walls parted the maid’s face twisted with lust.

“I love you, Lucia,” Rastle declared, she was no longer able to hide the words she had thought for years now.

“Shh, my dear Rastle. Just let me feel you without words,” Lucia whispered, she leaned down while pulling up the maid’s skirt so that both of their exposed bellies touched.

The tails were pumping Rastle in unison and were making her belly bulge against Lucia, she was rubbing herself into them, the tails even bent in a way that they went past Lucia’s clit and squeezed it on their way to Rastle.

“I think I’m going to cum soon,” Lucia whispered, she was feeling something move along her tails.

“Please do, fill me with your blessed seed,” Rastle yelled, her legs and arms lifted to embrace Lucia.

Harder than before pressure hit against the end of Rastle’s pussy, liquid mass spurted through it into her womb. Burning pleasure radiated through her body, centred on her womb and spread pussy.

“You feel that? I just filled you. I bet it felt as good as I did with the men,” Lucia whispered, her hand move to rub Rastle’s clit into her tails.

“I did I do, my insides love your seed, love your tail-cocks,” Rastle moaned, her hips trembled and the tails were still spreading her further apart. Lucia leaned in and started a passionate kiss while her tail still pumped more of her seed into the maid’s womb.

xxxxx

Rastle’s trembling body walked to a large underground altar room filled by many red-robed and red masked men. They all looked at her since she was the only one without red robes.

“Grandmaster, I think she did it to me, I think she gave me the blessing of pure lust,” Rastle yelled across the room.

Baron Isaac took off his mask and motioned several of the robed men carry Rastle to the central altar.

“Acolyte, if what you say is true we must find out with haste,” Isaac declared as he spread his hands.

A masked man helped Rastle on the altar and took off her underpants and skirt of the maid outfit. Then he took his cock out of a hole in his robes. It was aimed at Rastle’s spread legs.

After getting a nod from Isaac the man pushed his cock into Rastle’s pussy, her body convulsed around it and the only reason she was not wrapping her legs around the man was that he was pushing them apart.

“How does it feel?” Isaac asked, he moved to look Rastle from above.

“Good,” Rastle stuttered, her hips were already moving to twist the thrusting cock in her.

“Like normal or?” Isaac asked, he offered his hand and Rastle grabbed on it.

“Like this won’t even compare, the cock is sending small explosions of pleasure along my walls. I would call them climaxes but this won’t even feel the same, so much better,” Rastle explained with an increasingly lustful grin.

“Does this mean I can cum into her, Grandmaster?” the masked man asked.

“We have no choice, we must learn the truth,” Isaac replied, he pulled back and let go of Rastle’s hand. With those words, the lustful assault on Rastle’s pussy intensified.

The seed soon filled Rastle’s womb and she froze for a moment before her entire body convulsed, her skin was almost immediately turning red in the candlelight. It spread until her entire body was dark red. Small black horns grew into her head and a tail sprang from behind her, just like Lucia’s but only one.

“The seed is divine,” Rastle screamed, her hands moved like to feel the cum inside of her belly.

“Behold, a manifestation of lust has awakened right before your eyes,” Isaac declared but Rastle’s red skin faded when the man pulled out.

“Based on the lustful texts a succubus needs many more gifts of seed to fully transform,” Isaac explained and many masked men almost charged at Rastle.

“Fill every hole you can find, massage it to her skin if you find no hole, blessed be the lustful ones,” Isaac declared, he too took his cock out.

In seconds all of Rastle’s holes were filled and her body turned back red again as some of the men ejaculated almost from the first contact. The increasingly lust frenzied men even massaged her skin with the seed that had not found any holes to go into.

“Too good,” Rastle repeated with tears in her eyes as more and more men filled her with seed.

“Hear that, the being of lust is not crying from sadness but from the joy,” Isaac declared, while his own cock was being jerked by Rastle’s hand.

“Something that is not Lucia is making me feel this good,” Rastle sniffled, her pussy was rammed with seed again, she had completely lost count as had Isaac.

“You want us to stop, I’m sure they can wait for later and this surely is enough,” Isaac suddenly voiced, even though he had been using Rastle’s hand to play with his already flaccid cock.

“No, I want more, I just wish Lucia was here,” Rastle whimpered.

“Soon, we can now set plans in motion that have been planned for generations,” Isaac declared, one of the men was massaging his balls into Rastle’s red ear, like hoping it would make him hard again.

xxxxx

After several hours the orgy calmed down and it was Just Isaac and naked Rastle talking, her hands were moving to feel her red and soft skin. She was laying alone on the altar but her hips still moved like she was feeling a cock inside of her.

“Just like in the holiest lust book,” Isaac voiced, he was comparing notes in several small books.

In a moment of clarity, Rastle asked, “Lucia, isn’t Lucia in danger if she looks like this?”

“No, the holy lust necklace has accepted her, it hides the embodiment of lust from those who don’t understand,” Isaac explained.

“What about me, can I meet her?” Rastle asked.

“Take this ring and put it in your toe so nobody will see it,” Isaac instructed.

The moment the ring’s inner surface touched Rastle’s toe her skin turned human even though it still felt the same to her.

“Wonderful, another thing the books were right about,” Isaac declared.

“I transformed back so fast. How does this work?” Rastle asked.

“You are a pure manifestation of lust. These rings hide that according to the books,” Isaac replied.

“But the tail and the horns felt so real and now I can’t touch them,” Rastle said, her hands were rubbing her forehead.

“Lust is the most real thing in this world. In front of it anything else feels meagre,” Isaac explained.

“It is as you say, Grandmaster,” Rastle replied, she knew Isaac was not able to give a better answer. Both of them only knew what was written in the notes that were translated from the wall texts neither one was able to read and the translator key had been lost in one of the church raids several generations ago.

“Now explain to me how you transformed,” Isaac commanded.

xxxxx

“Princess, how may I serve you this night?” Rastle asked with a soft nod. She was standing next to Lucia’s bed. The maid had heard Lucia whisper her name through the door to the maid room where the on-duty night maid stayed.

“You smell so good Rastle. I want to embrace you,” Lucia panted. She lunged and dragged Rastle on her bed. More than one tail was finding their way to the maid’s pussy but Rastle looked like she was going to get to heaven with her wide uncharacteristic smile.

Lucia leaned against Rastle and ripped open her neckline. The hungry Princess started to devour the maid’s neck with her tongue at the same time her tails pierced into Rastle’s folds digging deep on the first strike.

“I will eat you… I want all of you,” Lucia whispered between her lustful kisses along Rastle’s neck. Her tails were spreading and shaping the maid’s inner walls to her royal will and they accepted it with radiating pleasure.

At that moment Rastle wanted to fully open to the Princess and she was about to say something when her inner gate let through Lucia’s tails. There was no pain and it was like Rastle’s body was opened by itself.

Multiple strong tips squirmed around Rastle’s inner chamber walls. Every hit sent jolts through her body and she trembled in Lucia’s embrace who did not seem to notice.

Rastle’s eyes dilated when she realized something precious to her was leaving. Slowly but surely her womb was sucked dry of everything that the cultists had given to her in an orgy that lasted almost the whole night. The maid had only come to take an attendance shift because she had not felt tired in any way.

“Princess, please. Don’t take all of it away. I feel so empty,” Rastle whimpered but Lucia did not look like she was listening. She only wanted more what Rastle had like in a frenzy. The maid’s inner gates tried to shut closed but it only made the tails trash her womb to break any resistance.

In her desperation for sweet seed Rastle’s tail manifested itself and it shot straight into Lucia’s pussy. The Princess had not worn anything but her white sleeping gown. The moment Rastle entered inside Lucia, it shocked her far more than the Princess. Being inside the puffed royal pussy burned in her mind stronger than her own tentacle filled womb. Just the way Lucia gently sucked her deeper made tears drip down the maid’s cheeks.

“Rastle, what are you doing?” Lucia whispered into Rastle’s ears, she had been in the middle of sucking it when the maid’s tail had hit.

“I can’t control it, I’m so hungry. I want it, you smell so nice to me,” Rastle lustfully moaned. She was sucked against the Princess’s womb entrance and her tail was trying to dig through but then it suddenly opened.

“Rastle, I’m so happy we are the same now,” Lucia whispered. She pressed down with her hips to take a bigger part of the maid’s tail into her womb.

“The same?” Rastle whimpered. Her tail was sucking out seed just to have it stolen from her own womb by Lucia’s tails. The circle of pleasurable liquids was making her mind numb from lust even more than before.

“We both eat seed now. I finally have someone to share my diners with.” After her words, Lucia leaned in for a deep kiss. Their bodies twined even more and lost awareness of what was happening around them.

Suddenly words jolted Rastle out of her numbed state, “Most lustful ones. We are sorry of the intrusion.”

Lucia’s maids Laurana and Shera were kneeling down next to the bed.

“What are you doing here?” Lucia voiced in panic.

“Don’t mind us. We belong to the same cult as the head maid,” Laurana replied with a nod.

“What are you doing here?” the Princess insisted again. This time with more of her usual commanding tone.

“It’s morning and the time to wake up,” Laurana explained.

xxxxx

After discovering their common interest it did not take long for Lucia and Rastle to develop games to spend the time. For some reason most of the good smelling men were completely unable to say no to them after they got some experience in propositioning their intent.

“Don’t scream if you want to be fucked,” Lucia whispered into passing by servant’s ear. She was wearing a maid outfit with Rastle and both of the women dragged their latest scent selected victim to a utility closet. Not that he was resisting.

“It’s a bit dark in here,” the man muttered.

“Shh, just stay still and let us milk you dry,” Lucia whispered again. She leaned against the male’s back who was barely taller than her and same height than Rastle. The Princess rubbed her breasts to him almost eagerly.

“Us?” the servant gulped. He was almost frozen stiff in more ways than one.

“Ohh yes, there is two of us in case you missed it,” Rastle whispered. She pushed her hand into the servant’s pants and took a hard grip around his erect cock.

“So you just saw me and wanted to get it on?” As he spoke Rastle pulled his cock free and pressed it against her soaked womanhood.

“Shh, less talk more action,” Lucia whispered. She hugged Rastle around the man and the maid at the same time took his cock into her pussy.

Rastle’s succubus pussy embraced the entering cock like it had gotten the sweetest sugar candy of her life. It almost alone sucked it in and kept dragging it deeper against her inner gate that was eagerly waiting to be breached by delicious seed.

“Ohg gods you feel good,” the servant grunted. He had trouble speaking.

Rastle’s tail circled around the man and found it’s way into Lucia’s eagerly waiting pussy through her clothes. The maid started to move but her pussy alone was making the male get close to his climax. Feeling this Rastle thrust her hips forward and just kept the cock in.

“So damn fast again,” Rastle muttered.

Lucia pushed the servant down enough to lick his neck and with Rastle they embraced him as his cock jerked to climax. Rastle’s pussy immediately started to suck his seed straight into her womb, it tingled with pleasure but she moved it longingly into her tail and squirted it into Lucia. The Princess thrust the servant with her hips as she got sweet nectar into her.

The servant was swayed between the two women with increasing speed and Rastle managed to kiss Lucia over his shoulder. It lasted only seconds but the servant felt like he was frozen in time before one of the females spoke again.

“All out?” Lucia asked and Rastle replied, “All out.”

The confused servant was left alone in the closet and the females dressed into maids darted away with speed.

xxxxx

“Hey Oliver, you smell so nice again,” Lucia whispered into the servant’s ear. He woke up from his sleep from feeling heavy weights on top of him in the dark room.

“Princess, you came again,” Oliver whimpered, his cock was already tightly trapped into demanding pussy but something felt wrong to him. Lucia usually embraced her all the way with gentle but sucking pressure but now it felt like his cock was being milked dry with force. It was still making him extremely hard but the difference was just too great and the Princess was nibbling his ear sideways with her teeth.

“Princess, you were right. This one is still not cumming. Using his whole cock feels so good,” Rastle said in a matter-of-fact tone. She was using her strong legs to move up and down on the servant’s cock and almost letting it go before taking it fully back in.

“I told you, Oliver has the best cock in the castle. Every time he invites me with his heavenly scent he can take me for several minutes before he starts smelling bad again,” Lucia said, her hands were stroking the servant’s muscular chest and she moved closer to embrace him from a side.

“The best cock you say?” Rastle grunted, she crashed down harder than before.

“Yes, just the way how he gently stretches my insides with his tasty man-meat is just heavenly,” Lucia replied. She moved to lick Oliver’s neck like it was made of candy.

Oliver felt nails digging into his thighs where Rastle was keeping support to her speed. She kept twisting the cock harder and her juices leaked along the servant’s manhood. Oliver himself was staying still, this had to be the strangest of the nightly visits he had gotten. His beloved princess was snuggling his side all the while the cold but beautiful head maid of Lucia was milking him.

The moment the servant climaxed Rastle thrust down and opened her inner gate enough to let his tip partly in. She gyrated her hips to milk the man-cream straight into her womb. The maid smiled with glee as she felt how well she was able to execute the timing with her excellent body control even though she was no longer as human as before. None of the tasty seed spilt into her pussy and all was taken by her hungry inner chamber.

“Ooh gods,” Oliver panted. His cock felt like he was trapped in a milking machine of pleasure. He had been sucked hard the whole time but now his tip had entered a place of heavens. Like it had gone through a gate of forbidden pleasure and stayed there.

As suddenly as it had started Lucia pushed away from Oliver and Rastle stood up and liberated his cock. It happened like some command ha happened Oliver had not heard,

“Don’t worry. We will be back again when you invite us with your smell again,” Lucia said before leaving through the secret tunnel to the storage room.

“We?” Oliver whispered. He was left alone to lay in the darkness and his cock still throbbed hard. No matter how hard he tried he barely got flaccid that night.

xxxxx

A few weeks later Rastle was lying on a rough bed in an underground room. It was dimly lit but her naked red skin and black horns were easy to spot. Count Isaac was on top of her also fully naked with a sheathed cock in her pussy.

“Is the Princess asking where you are going?” Isaac asked. The old man had given his seed to the demanding succubi pussy some time ago but he was still keeping his erect cock in.

“The Princess won’t miss me, she keeps disappearing to do something lately. We don’t spend as much of the night together than we used to,” Rastle replied. She was almost complaining.

“You still love her?” Isaac asked with a thrust of his cock.

“Doesn’t matter, cock’s are just food to us,” Rastle muttered.

“You really think like that?” Isaac leaned in to ask it.

“It feels like that. Sure even now it burns pleasurably but in the end, it has the same value as a booze bottle,” Rastle replied with an awkward grin.

“But you still choose to reply to me by telling about the value of cocks and did not answer my main question,” Isaac mused.

“Thinking her or me with cocks won’t bother me. You men are just food now,” Rastle smirked.

“Still a bit deflective but let me make more notes. I have learned tonight many new things about the manifestations of the lust,” Isaac replied. He took his notebook and used Rastle’s slightly muscle toned belly to write his notes.

“Won’t you get tired soon?” The maid might have looked frustrated but her pussy was still tightly clinging to the cock.

“Don’t worry, with the potions I took I can experiment the whole night,” Isaac replied. While he wrote his other hand stroked Rastle’s red hip. The succubi skin felt oddly soft and addicting to him. Like petting a cute animal.

“You still smell bad. My body is starting to feel a bit… disgusted,” Rastle murmured.

“Fascinating, your lustful pussy is still sucking me like before. Can you describe how you feel in more detail?” Isaac voiced.

“It’s not really what you are doing but the smell. It’s like you are… spoiled and used,” Rastle pondered. She moved her hips like to feel the cock pulsating in her stronger.

“Really interesting, I should have asked about this before. Do I smell good to you before I cum?” Isaac leaned back and took his cock half-way out. He still used Rastle as his notebook table.

“I told you already, any man with fresh seed smells like something to be desired and extremely pleasant. There are no words I can use to give justice to the pull it gives,” Rastle said, there was a rising excitement in her voice from her own words.

“Greatly fascinating but before I forget. How is suggesting her making more of the Succubi progressing?” Isaac asked.

“She likes the idea of making more who eat seed, like her but there haven’t been an opportunity to suggest it more,” Rastle replied with a partial mutter.

“Maybe that is just an excuse as it would lessen the time you two have,” Isaac casually voiced. He was more focusing into his notebook.

“It’s not that. She keeps ignoring me when we talk and I have been setting things up to let the two maids that are with us to do most of the talking. You should have news in a few days,” Rastle explained.

“Good, now describe to me how it feels when you consume seed orally.” Isaac stopped writing and was ready to record what Rastle was going to tell him next.

xxxxx

A group of three castle guards were spending their only break from night patrol in a small guard room. Two were sitting while one had his cock pushed through a hole in the wooden wall.

“Sergeant Eric is such a generous man. It’s been two weeks now and he still paying for the night whore for the whole guard,” Mason sipping tea voiced, he was sitting by the only table in the room.

“It sure makes every night shift worth it to have a real cock-milker in the break room,” Logan said. He too was sitting but next to the door.

“Yeah, the best part is this hungry whore does all the work,” Daniel exclaimed, his cock was in the wall hole. Tight and wet pussy was sucking his entire length with speed.

“I’m starting to think she’s doing it for free. I bet she is getting paid in hard meat. I still remember her almost making my eyes pop-out when I called her a filthy cum-slut the first time,” Logan said with a tilted smile.

“Shh she is hearing us,” Mason whispered. He placed his empty teacup on the table.

“Don’t worry, the hole squeezes tighter when we talk about her. Don’t you hole?” Logan yelled.

“Ooh fuck, she almost ripping my cock off,” Daniel grunted. His cock was clamped hungrily as he climaxed. There was no other way for the seed than into the waiting womb.

“I told you, this is one those true whores who really love being a public cock-milker,” Logan said, he stood up as he saw Daniel was trying to get his cock out.

“So fucking virgin maid-tight,” Daniel grunted. He was not exactly trying that hard to pull away and even thrust back by himself.

“Cock-milker, let him go, your favorite fat cock is coming next,” Logan yelled. The pussy immediately retreated from the other man’s dick.

“She sure deserves that name,” Daniel exclaimed. His liberated cock was shining clean with female juices and did not have even a hint of his own seed.

Logan thrust his cock into the hole and the wet slit was already waiting. It took the notable sized cock with ease all the way in. She moved her hips to milk the rod up and down. She barely let anything go with the way she did it and at no point, his tip decreased pressure from her inner gate.

“I swear my cock is bigger than last week,” Daniel muttered.

“It’s just that this damn wet cunt is so tight. It will even make your tiny brick feel big,” Logan irked. His hands were hugging the wall and his lips kissed it but he was trying to hide it from the other men by talking a lot.

“I bet you could even take my full length without this wall. I got solo night shifts in the eastern tower,” Logan whispered. He twisted his cock and the pussy immediately twisted to the opposite direction like wanting to feel it more. His tip was pressured like it was pushed against the womb entrance.

“The best part is that this is only one floor down from the Princess. Makes it easier to think she is the hole,” Daniel said, he sat down to the table and took a water glass. The hungry hole had made him thirsty.

“Fuck fuck,” Logan grunted. It was like his cock was being pulled out with radiating pleasure.

“The whore likes to be called the Princess?” Daniel asked.

“Ooh fuck she does. This princess-cunt it eating the life out of me,” Logan groaned. If he was sucked before now his cock was being devoured by a starved monster of pleasure without teeth.

On the other side of the wall, Princess Lucia was gagging her spit out through her gag. She was completely naked on all fours and thrust herself to the wall like crazy. Her eyes were glazed over to the point from tears she was barely able to see in the dark even with her succubus eyes. It was not that she was crying but her lust frenzied body was trying to leak juices from any hole it was able to do so.

More delicious seed shot into Lucia’s womb again and she smashed herself against the wall. A strong cracking sound echoed in the air and the Princess jolted forward. She grabbed her white sleeping gown and dashed along the secret tunnel. Though this time only one of the blanks had cracked but Lucia was still traumatized from the time the entire wall had fallen. Sergeant Eric would still get a stern cock twisting the next time he met Lucia. There was supposed to be metal bars supporting the wood this time.

xxxxx

Later that night Lucia was trembling naked on her bed and feeling full. The amount of seed she had been able to get lately was more than satisfactory to her. She breathed heavily as she touched her smooth belly that showed no signs of the large amount of male-cream inside. It was way more than even her succubus body was able to absorb in one day.

“I love my filthy tight princess cunt-hole,” Lucia muttered to herself. She moved her hips to shake the seed inside and her left hand descended to her clit.

“Such a filthy princess-cunt only deserves one thing… big fat man-meat in my cock-milker.” Lucia was not giving any mercy to her clit she had dug out of her puffed vulva. It was swelling hard between her fingers and the rest of her pussy was clamping shut hard.

“So filthy, the princess-cunt already had so many men but she still wants…” Lucia’s words were interrupted by a low whisper from behind the main chamber door only a succubus would have heard, “Princess, can I come in? I need to talk to you about something.”

“Rastle… give me a moment… I was… I was reading,” Lucia panicked. Rastle did not wait but marched into the room with two other maids. The Princess quickly wrapped to her blanket like to hide from the others.

“Princess Lucia, they wish to be like us,” Rastle started. She and the two others were kneeling on the floor when Lucia peaked behind her cover. All of them had their usual maid outfits and ponytails. Rastle was the only one out of the three who was not a blond.

“Really?” Lucia replied. She moved to sit on the edge of her bed. She had managed to get a red sleeping gown on her under the blanket.

“I want to be like you,” maid Laurana declared. She looked up almost in defiance and locked into a staring contest with Lucia.

“Please most lustful one. Bless us with your gift,” maid Shera hurriedly said with a bow as the situation almost froze.

“I guess it would be pretty selfish for me to keep this gift just to myself,” Lucia pondered. She shifted her slender legs like to rub them.

“Please great one, I did not mean to be rude. I’m just too eager to embrace your gift I forgot my position,” Laurana hurriedly voiced. She bowed to the ground and almost rubbed her head to the mattress.

“Well, I have been a bit full lately. Just seeing you grovel in front of me makes me want to…” Lucia voiced. Her eyes went between the three maids but focused mostly on Rastle.

Multiple tails manifested under Lucia’s shirt and her hands rubbed them through the fabric. Some of the skin-rods even rubbed against her own holes.

“Turn around on all fours you filthy maids,” the Princess suddenly voiced as she stood up. Laurana and Shera immediately obeyed and pushed their butts up.

“Dear Rastle, why did you not obey me?” Lucia asked in a low tone. More than one tail was lifting her skirt up. All had oddly phallic tips.

“I already share the gift,” Rastle voiced a bit confused.

“Rastle, you have been so naughty lately. I need to punish you.” Lucia moved next to kneeling Rastle and multiple of her tails were moving to wrap around her.

“What?” the maid almost whimpered in shock.

“You are the filthiest maid,” Lucia whispered. She kneeled down and pinned Rastle under her to the ground.

The Princess leaned into the maid’s ear and whispered, “I will make your pretty cunt scream for me.”

“Lucia?” Rastle exclaimed. First of the tentacle tails were already rubbing against her wet vulva.

“Of course I will share the same courtesy to all of you horny maids,” Lucia announced with an almost evil tone. Princess’s tails started to explore paths to all three maid pussies. Though both of the new ones had already dropped their undergarments.

“Feel that? I will make your maid-cunt throb with pleasure,” Lucia whispered into Rastle’s ear. The Princess was slowly pushing more and more of her tails into her pussy to spread her wide open.

Two of Lucia’s tails found their ways into the other two maid’s pussies. Neither of them was that wet but the slippery tails penetrated them with relative ease. Both collapsed down almost the same time but the tails did not retreat. Their pussies were filled without mercy and stretched deep against the inner gate. Both faintly whimpered but Lucia’s focus was only on Rastle. Her tails seemed to work on their own on the other two.

“I have claimed your cunt-hole. I will carve my shape to your flesh.” Lucia kept whispering into Rastle’s ear. Multiple of the Princess’s tails had found their way into Rastle’s pussy

“Lucia, you are making me so happy,” Rastle whimpered tears in her eyes. She had kept her inner gate closed and the tails were battering her stretched inner walls with great pressure.

“You better be, you filthy tempting beautiful cunt,” Lucia muttered. She moved into a kiss with Rastle and hungrily pushed her tongue in and sucked the maid’s counterpart into her own mouth.

Seed rushed through Lucia’s tails and all three of the maids convulsed at the same time when the Princess’s seed storage was pumped into the three maids.

Lucia retreated to say, “You love my tail-milk don’t you?”

“I love you, I love you,” Rastle panted. She laid on the ground almost unmoving, only Lucia’s tails kept making her belly faintly ripple.

“You better do…” Lucia grunted but then her tone shifted to say, “I love you too.”

“Princess?” Rastle almost whimpered.

“I love you Rastle. I love you so much it hurts. I love you even when you don’t smell good from seed,” Lucia confessed, she leaned in to closely embrace the maid under her. Their bellies touched and the Princess felt the tails move with her own soft skin.

“Lucia, I love you too,” Rastle said, before hastily lifting Lucia’s head to kiss her. She did not resist as their kiss deepened to its utmost limits.

Laurana had crawled into sobbing but smiling ball. Two of Lucia’s tails had found their way into her pussy and both were pumping hot burning seed into her womb. She was rubbing hard her red clit and staring with dilated eyes at Rastle and Lucia. Multiple of the Princess tails had wrapped around her hips and were pumping the pinned down maid like a massive cock. Laurana was barely able to believe what she saw even though a strengthening lust for more was filling her mind and body.

Shera had collapsed to the ground on her belly with a grin. She had glazed eyes and she was barely moving. Seeing this Laurana desperately crawled to her and got on top of her. She rubbed her breasts to her back and lifted up her head to an awkward side-ways kiss.

“You are not going to say no to me any more, right?” Laurana whispered into Shera’s ear. She did not give any time for her to answer but lifted her to take the same position Lucia had with Rastle. Laurana rubbed her throbbing clit against Shera’s and slowly but surely the other maid rubbed back even with her glazed eyes.

It took some hours but at some point, the next shift of maids came to knock on Lucia’s door and Rastle hurried to stash the other two passed out maids to the secret tunnel and ready to be transported to finish their transformation. After the head maid went and told the new maids she had dealt with some minor health issues the Princess had before leaving. It was left to the new maids to dress and get the sweaty royal ready for the day.

xxxxx

“Well, they look perkier than before,” Isaac voiced to Rastle. They were watching from the side of an underground chamber succubus transformed Shera and Laurana being the centre of more masked men than they were able to count

“It appears some of the more… weaker minded can’t handle the initial sensation. If not for my increased… abilities I would not have been able to drag them here,” Rastle voiced. She too was in her red-skinned succubi form but she was wearing her maid dress. Though so had the other two but they had been slowly stripped during the orgy.

“Have you talked about the ceremony?” Isaac asked after a pause.

“No… but if I promise an endless line of men to her I see no reason why she would not accept,” Rastle said with a momentary smile.

“You sound agitated?” Isaac took out his notebook from his red robes.

“I’m tired and all the men here smell bad already,” Rastle irked. Her hands were holding her belly and slowly caressing it.

“Those two seem to still have fun.” Isaac pointed out at the orgy. The two succubi were bouncing on top of two men all the while jerking cocks with their hands.

“It’s the early days, soon enough just feeling good is not enough,” Rastle replied. She dropped her hand and put one of them into her skirt pocket.

“Didn’t you say the Princess still sometimes plays with men after the… feeding?” Isaac was ready to write down more notes.

“I’m heading back,” Rastle voiced. She put back the ring that made her look human again and walked away. Isaac was left alone to continue documenting the orgy for his research.

xxxxx

“You did not lie to me. There indeed are more men than I can count. They all smell pretty decent too,” Lucia exclaimed. She was brought to a large underground chamber filled with red-masked men in red robes. At the center of it was Isaac behind the main altar, he was only wearing his robe without a mask.

“Yes my Princess, they have been saving themselves for you for a week,” Rastle replied. She and the other two succubus maids in their human forms were slowly escorting the Princess to the altar. All eyes were on them.

Lucia walked with royal grace to the altar and spun around with decorum in her red dress. She gave a polite smile to the men and they bowed down.

“Greetings the chosen of lust,” the men boomed.

“Thank you, this is such an honor,” Lucia said with a curtsy and took her regal court standing position every noble woman knew.

“Today is a great day. For today we will take one more step closer for liberation. No more will the binds of old hold us back when our great savior has fully taken her role and stands above us all,” Isaac declared. The maids started to disrobe Lucia and she only spread her arms to make it easier.

“But fear not for she is a merciful one and under her, we will gain gifts far beyond anything you can dream of. For she is the true chosen of the way of the red light. She will shine on us all and the world will be remade into a better one. One where no desire will be unmet and where all tyranny is abolished.” Isaac finished with loud applause and cheers from the crowd. Though the focus was Lucia’s soft and slender looking royal body that was fully revealed by now. Even her silver tiara was removed. Only the red ruby necklace remained.

Lucia spun around again and bent on the altar. She spread her legs into a wider arch and pushed her shapely butt up. The altar was thin enough for her to hand her arms and legs on both sides. Though her legs reached the ground with ease.

“Princess, could you climb on the altar?” Isaac whispered.

“This way there can be two lines,” Lucia muttered, She rubbed her erect nipples to the uneven altar and stared hungrily at the men on the other side of the altar.

“Bur Princess…” Isaac started but Lucia interrupted with, “No buts, I came to be fucked and that is the only thing I will do.”

“As you wish,” Isaac whispered before spreading her hands to the audience.

“Hear me, faithful ones. The chosen of lust will receive your offering in two lines.” Was Isaac’s last announcement before he stepped to a side with the maids.

A cock was rammed into Lucia’s already wet pussy an mouth. She let her body hang and the man sheathed to her face even started to face fuck her using his hands without asking.

The men thrust hard into the Princess and the altar beneath her made sure it was her flesh that absorbed every strike. Both of her holes drooled enough to spill out and Lucia’s eyes glazed over almost immediately.

Strange radiation glued Lucia into the altar and she felt like the seed that was already in her flowed into it. Her world kept blurring up until in the last blink the world changed.

xxxxx

Lucia opened her eyes in a white pool of sticky liquid. She was naked and sunk to the goo up to her hips but it did not feel much of anything to her. One figure completely coated into it rose to face the Princess.

“Did you do it?” an accusing high strung female voice said. She was slowly coming closer to Lucia.

“Do what?” Lucia muttered. On her face was clear disapproval of the tone used against her.

“You know what you did!” the strange woman shouted.

“I don’t know,” Lucia shouted back. She spread her hands like to drive through her words.

“Don’t raise your voice with me,” the figure shouted.

“How dare you, shut up you strange goo thing who don’t even smell anything.” Lucia looked like she was about to charge the goo-covered female.

“You know what you did?” the woman asked. She had oddly calmed down.

“Stop shouting at me. On top of not smelling anything, you…” Lucia’s words were interrupted when her world blurred again.

xxxxx

“You came for this right?” A muscular man said. He was towering over Lucia with his massive cock.

“That is big,” Lucia uttered but she was also looking around. The veined rod was not the only strange thing in this place. There were clouds floating around the man who was standing on a pedestal.

“You can touch it if you want,” the man said. He knelt down and offered himself.

“But it won’t smell anything,” Lucia replied. She took a step back.

“You want it to smell right?” It looked like the cock was growing bigger.

“It’s only good if I smell something. Nothing is smelling in here,” Lucia exclaimed. She pointed at the cock.

“So you will do it if it smells?” the man asked.

“So what?” She pouted with her lips and crossed her hands. The world changed again.

xxxxx

Next time Lucia opened her eyes she was laying on her belly on a dirt floor.

“Bars, is this a prison cell?” Lucia asked.

“Shut up whore, I bought you bread so pay me back,” a male voice whispered into Lucia’s ear.

“What are you doing?” Lucia asked again. She was not able to move her body and felt oddly stiff.

“How does my commoner seed feel in you, Princess?” the male voice asked.

“You feel and taste nothing, there is no seed in me,” Lucia complained with suddenly dilated eyes. Her words caused almost panic in her.

“Did you break? You can no longer feel me?” the voice asked.

“But you don’t smell anything. You aren’t… real,” Lucia replied. She sounded more disappointed than anything else.

“I guess you are good enough,” the man said with an odd female voice.

xxxxx

“What are you supposed to be?” Lucia asked a large red glowing humanoid.

“A gift,” an eerie inhuman voice answered.

“Gift?”

Like to answer Lucia’s word the figure burst into a multitude of red lights and circled around the Princess. They crashed into her and she lost her vision again.

xxxxx

A wave of fragrant man-milk washed over Lucia and the next thing she saw there was a hard cock rammed down her throat. She was back on the altar and getting railed by the men. Though odd panic went through as she felt almost ten cocks inside of her flesh. She forcefully lifted her head from the cock in her face and saw many long pink tentacles above her. They all originated from her lower back and reached to the surrounding men. Her tails were directly sucking cocks and the men jerked her flesh around their dicks like using a toy.

“Blessed be the lustful ones,” the men chanted. Their seed almost constantly blasting into Lucia from one cock or another started to quickly numb her returned mind. She fell back to her position on the altar with a grin and another cock was rammed into her mouth. She sucked it down her throat like a reflex.

Lucia’s body had turned pink and at least ten tails were swinging around her going from one man to another but they all seemed to know which men had already been drained. They looked as pointed as before but when they met a fresh cock they opened up and latched on to it with a pussy-like hole. The men who got one usually dropped to their knees and started to rub hard with two hands.

The Princess’s hair was drained white like all color was gone from it. Her ruby necklace was gone and red balls of light circled her. When one of the men was hit by them their flaccid cocks turned hard but they still got rejected by Lucia who only let truly fresh ones in. Her tails kept wrapping around and dragging away any man foolish enough wanting to enter her holes with an empty sack.

The three maids were the only target the still lustful men without seed were able to approach. All three were railed by multiple men. Though none of the succubi were trying to resist despite they were used to pleasure cocks that no longer gave more high-quality seed that day.

None of the maids wore clothes any more and only Rastle had managed to keep her transformation ring on. Followed by the Princess’s example the men had started to use the two manifested maid tails too but they refused to open to empty cocks. So the men wrapped them around their dicks and jerked them.

Rastle’s face showed none of her internal annoyance of being sandwiched by two bad smelling men. Incredibly hard throbbing cocks were drilling her holes and she drooled abundantly for them with a gaping smile. The man in front of her kept kissing her and every time even one drop of watery unfinished seed entered her holes she kissed back like a reflex.

Shera’s tear twisted face looked almost like she was getting raped by the man pinning her to the ground if not for her mouth giving a smiling suck to another man’s tip who was caressing her blond hair. Oddly enough Lucia was the only one whose hair had changed with her transformation. Some of the men were simply caressing the two red-skinned succubi but the human formed Rastle got none of that attention.

Laurana was the only one who was actively trying to get on top of the men and always pinned down the most eager one to the ground while letting the other men compete for her ass. There was a strong glee in her eyes and she was treating this like some game where she had to be on top of any man who tried to pin her down.

At some point, Lucia was left unmolested on the altar as the men without seed gave up and focused on the maids. The Princess lifted to sit on the altar and looked at her pink and smooth body. Her skin was even silkier than before and it felt good to touch even to Lucia.

“All praise the true form of lust. The embodiment of carnal will,” Isaac’s voice yelled over the orgy of many men. He was the only one next to the altar and was kneeling down. He looked oddly happy that Lucia’s tails kept almost playfully slapping him and were no longer trying to push him away with force.

Lucia saw through the mass of men Rastle smiling at her with glazed eyes while a man was kissing her sideways. An odd tingle went through Lucia and she stood up in front of the altar.

“Halt, as your Princess I demand it,” Lucia announced in an elegant royal command tone. Her eyes flashed red for a short moment.

All the men in the hall froze and looked at Lucia. Some even started to move towards her.

“Kneel before the true embodiment of divine lust,” Isaac declared again. The men who had mostly lost their robes and masks looked between Isaac and Lucia and started to drop to their knees one by one. The maids were soon liberated and they did the same.

“My clothes, I wish to rest,” Lucia uttered and her skin and hair turned back to normal like she had used magic to do so. The maids quickly ran to Lucia with a change of clothes they had placed in a chest and started to do their work. The Princess was quickly clothed with great efficiency by the naked maids while over a hundred kneeling men watched.

“I thank you for the meal my noble subjects,” Lucia declared and started to walk away followed by her maids. Her posture looked almost more elegant than when she had walked to the altar.

The departure of the Princess affected the men like a spell had broken. Most just grabbed some red robe they found from the ground and ran away with their erect cocks in a room full of still horny men. Though some of the men had the time to pick up any female clothing pieces they found and held to them like some holy artifacts.

THE END