Chapter 97

While Remi sobbed and whimpered in Mary’s lap with her cock clamped tight by the princess who completely held down her slave from behind, Mary considered her proposal.

“Anything,” the princess said with a sigh as she looked past Remi’s head and sighed. “A certain somebody once told me that a human’s mind has great power over the body ... Let’s see ... If you want me to keep you and indulge your selfish desires from time to time, then suck yourself off right now!”

Remi didn’t need to be told twice. She bent straight down to her cock and reached with her tongue toward her swollen piece of meat.

“Not just some weak-ass licking, thought!” Mary specified. “A real fucking blowjob! Suck it like it’s the last blowjob of your life, or else it might just become one!”

“Uueeaaa!?” Remi couldn’t even manage a coherent response. In desperation she reached lower and lower, nearly bending in two, but could only barely touch the very tip of her cock with her lips.

“If you don’t do it properly you won’t be able to catch all of the cum when that swollen thing finally bursts!” Mary said. “And as with any good blowjob, you must catch and swallow the load in its entirety. All. Of. It. If you fail to catch and swallow even a single drop, I won’t even listen to your pathetic pleas anymore!”

Remi reached more and more to her cock. Her back hurt, her neck hurt. But she had to go lower. She had so suck herself off. It was no longer a simple matter of pleasure. It was a matter of survival. Survival as a girl with a cock. A cockgirl. A dickgirl.

“Come on! Is that all you got?” Mary laughed. “Do you need a little help!?”

After saying that, Mary lifted Remi’s ass and then slammed it down on her cock, hard from making fun of the poor thing. Remi moaned aloud, but the sudden rough assault on her ass did little to help in her self-sucking task. It even hurt it a little as Remi lost a good angle that was working. Not that the princess cared in the least.

“Giving up already?” Mary asked. “Is this all that the shit you have for willpower amounts to?”

“No! Not yet!” Remi whimpered and bent toward her cock yet again. Her lips lightly touched her cock again.

“No, no, you’re just back to where you were,” Mary shook her head. “Power of mind over body, remember? Haha!”

Remi tried her darndest, but she did not feel any of this “mind over body” that the princess was talking about.

“I hope you don’t think you’ll be able to catch it all if you just barely get it in your mouth,” Mary said. “With the length of this edging, I wouldn’t be surprised if your cock burst apart from the pressure you built up. That cum geyser is bound to be strong enough to knock a horse off its feet! If you don’t take your cock deep in your mouth, you’ll end up with a gallon of cum in your lap and your life as a dickgirl will be over!”

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Remi’s very soul cried out and the girl went lower, deeper and managed to get the head of her cock in her mouth. But as good as feeling her cock in her mouth felt, she couldn’t afford to stimulate it too much. Remi wanted to. She wanted to lick the head of her cock all over! The warmth of her moist mouth felt amazing. But she couldn’t. If she came now, she might have let some cum leak from her mouth by accident. Then all her work would be for naught.

Not enough, Remi thought as she bent over even more. Not nearly enough! Remi sucked in her cock like a vacuum, practically pulling herself toward her cock with the power of her suction mouth. If I go just this deep, I might miss a drop! I will not! I WILL NOT! I. WILL. SUCK!

“Bwahaha, look at you go!” Mary laughed as she watched Remi suck herself off, taking her cock deeper and deeper, even starting some light head twirling with each motion up and down. “You might have some potential after all, hnn~!”

Remi no longer even heard the princess. She sucked more and more, lower and lower, deeper and deeper. The deeper she took herself in her mouth, the secured she felt, the better she felt. And as Remi felt more and more sure that she’d be able to catch all of her cum in her mouth and swallow it to the last drop, Remi’s anxiety dropped, and the pleasure increased exponentially.

And as Remi sucked herself off with increasing expertise, Mary started fucking the self-sucking girl’s ass harder and harder. Was it the berating and humiliating that aroused the princess so much? Or was it seeing another girl lose her mind to cock that made the princess feel better? Whatever it was, the princess felt her orgasm build quickly. And as her orgasm approached, Mary wanted to cum in that tight ass at the same time as Remi drowned herself with cum.

“Yeah! That’s it! Take it deep and cum down your throat!” Mary screamed as she put her hand behind Remi’s neck and pushed hard down, bending the girl even more toward her cock, pushing her deeper down on her throbbing rod while slamming up that tight, stuffed ass. “The moment of truth, cock-slut! Blow your load up your mouth and swallow it all!”

As Mary started trembling with sublime pre-orgasm spasms, she let go of Remi’s cock and used that freed up hand to push Remi even lower and harder on her cock, impaling both Remi’s ass and mouth as she felt her cock pulsate with life-bringing cum.

“Take it all!!!!” Mary screamed and unleashed thick ropes of cum up Remi’s ass just as Remi’s cock finally erupted.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMM” Remi moaned with a mouth full of hot, pulsating cock. Her mind went stupid from the mix of pain, pleasure, humiliation, and ecstasy, and that’s when she felt a thick, powerful jet of cum slam into the back of her throat.

Remi all but gagged on the spot, but that was not an option. As she came hard with her ass and cock, Remi took it all. All of the cum. All of the cum in her ass. All of the cum in her mouth and throat. Remi swallowed as fast as she could to keep up with the unending supply of fresh, salty protein while her bowels were creamed by her new master.

“Y-your Highness! P-please, this is a restricted area!” shouting came from down the hall. Remi recognized the voice as belonging to one of the guards, Richard.

“We ... We can’t allow you to go further!” another trembling voice called out, Charlie, if Remi wasn’t mistaken.

“You can’t?” a certain female voice asked, amused.

“T-the Captain will have our heads,” Richard attempted to explain.

“And what do you think will happen if you attempt to stop me? At the very least, if you remove yourselves from my sight, you’ll get to live a few hours longer, hehe.”

“Ugh...”

“P-please, princess—”

“No! Either shut up and get out of my way or stand your ground.”

Neither Richard nor Charlie uttered another word. Not even twenty seconds later, a door opened and certain princess in a gothic black dress and with a big feathered top hat slowly walked through it.

An unwelcoming, dimly lit room with uneven stone walls, a scratched wooden table, a few chairs, and some damaged crates with supplies. Opposite to the door through which the gothic princess entered were the many thick vertical metal bars that isolated the solitary cell for which this room acted as a guard post, with one guard on duty.

The princess looked at the guard from head to feet. Sitting on one of the chairs, barely dressed, her hazel hair a mess, sweaty from either fear or exhaustion. The guard’s eyes were red as if she just spent the last hour crying her heart out. All in all, the guard looked like she’d belong in the S.E.C.R.E.T. District rather than guarding anyone of importance.

“One prisoner, one guard,” the princess said as walked forth, straight toward the cell where another girl laid on a bed of straws. “Do they think so little of your abilities, little sister?”

“Samira...” Mary said her sister’s name and sat up on her so-called “bed”.

“Oh, you certainly have looked better,” Samira said when she saw Mary a little closer, and the “dress” that the princess was given. Though it wasn’t just the potato bag dress that caught Samira’s eyes. “Does it really get that hot in here?”

“Only for those of us that have a beating heart,” Mary replied.

“Ha! That’s rich coming from the ‘Bloody Mary’,” Samira laughed a little. “Where’s the armor you stole?”

“Not stolen—a birthday gift,” Mary said.

“A gift? From whom?”

“From me, obviously. It’s not like any of my dear sisters would be so caring.”

“Weren’t you the one that did her utmost to avoid your entire family for over a month on your last birthday? Mother was very sad.”

“Good.”

“Oooh, what tough little rebel!” Samira laughed. “Stealing from the royal treasury, fucking and killing, but hiding behind your family name whenever its convenient.”

“I have so many role models to be inspired by,” Mary remarked without even a hint of a smile.

“Speaking of birthdays, Melody’s is coming up. Mother is hoping you’ll be there too.”

“Pass.”

“I don’t think it was a request.”

“Pass.”

“If I cut your arms and legs off and dragged just your useless torso back to the castle, I don’t think mother would mind.”

“...”

“What you did in the Forge was a new level of stupid, even for you,” Samira said, her smile disappearing in an instant.

“I was bored,” Mary shrugged. “Who cares if I killed a few nobodies that were there to be killed anyway.”

“Don’t play dumb! I’m talking about your ‘experiments’. Even though I warned you before, you still ... No, you know what? This is fine!”

“What?”

“You heard me,” a smile returned to Samira’s lips and grew wider. “Stay here! It looks like you even managed to make a friend here already.”

“E-eh?” a short sound escaped Remi’s lips.

“I’ll talk to the captain about extending your stay in this lovely little place,” Samira continued, ignoring the guard behind her.

“You have no right!” Mary jumped up. “I’m the Sixth Princess! I’m free to go wherever I please!”

“Is that so?” Samira asked and dark mist spread around her.

Out of that mist a black skeleton materialized. It grabbed one of the vertical metal bars and squeezed through the gap between the bars. Its skull squeezed and deformed into a long, narrow shape and did not return to normal even after it entered Mary’s cell, armed with a long rusty dadao sword.

“So, Sixth Princess, which limb shall we remove first?” Samira asked.

“Very funny,” Mary said as the dark skeletal warrior slowly, menacingly approached her.

“Who’s laughing?” Samira asked.

“I’ll just turn your toy into a bunch of toothpicks, so let’s not waste each other’s time,” Mary said not moving from the spot she stood, though visibly tense.

“Yes, that’s true. For the first ten, maybe,” Samira said as the skeletal warrior took another step toward Mary. “But you seem to have misplaced the armor you stole, and we both know you don’t have that much stamina for anything outside of bedroom.”

“And we both know that you wouldn’t dare do something like this!” Mary raised her voice, her voice trembling a little as she backed away from the skeleton. However, there was very little room for maneuvering.

“Oh, now you’re just daring me!” Samira said. “Shall we start with the legs?”

“H-hold on a minute, you can’t do that!” Remi shouted as she jumped to her feet.

“Woah there, lover girl!” Samira turned around and another dark skeleton jumped out of the shadows straight at Remi, stopping just short of slicing her neck with a dadao blade of its own.

“U-ugh,” Remi froze up in cold sweat, afraid to move even an inch as she felt the uneven edge of the blade hook into the thin skin of her neck.

“Now, where were we?” Samira asked as she turned to her unarmed little sister, cornered behind the bars by the other dark, misty skeleton.

“What is the meaning of this!?” Captain Flavna bellowed as she stormed into the room, followed by Gamesh and two more Purple Cape guards.

“Oh, Captain! I was just about to go see you,” Samira smiled as she looked down at the angry young captain who was by far the shortest of all present in the room.