Amy quickly spun on the cock, only to see a guard with his sword raised.
"I said nobody move!" he screamed and scanned the room. Both sets of eyes have stayed on him. After a moment he determined that nobody else was in the room and his eyes rested on Amy and then Garry.
Amy gulped. She recognized him. During the procession of the princess's convoy, she stopped next to him while the various important people of the convoy were introduced. He slapped her butt. She kneed him in the crotch.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the feisty girl and her boyfriend." the stableboy wasn't her boyfriend but that didn't matter then. What did matter was the fact that she was naked. And he had a sword.
A vile grin appeared on the guard's face "I'll spend a while here" he shouted back into the corridor and shut the door behind himself. He approached the bed. His sight went down her body, not even bothering to hide his interests. He looked at the stableboy. Amy followed her gaze. Compared to the guard, the stableboy was scrawny. He had muscles but he was thin. And naked like her. Exposed.
The guard suddenly grabbed her hair and yanked her off the boy. The boy's cock remained hard still, Amy noticed. Sometimes she noticed the weirdest details.
He pulled her off the bed and she fell onto her back, but he kept holding her. He bent over until he was only inches away from her face. She smelled booze "Not so feisty now, are you?"
He let go off her hair and she sighed in relief. Then he smacked her in the face. Hard. His gauntlet came off and he smacked her again and again. She refused to move, but her whole face hurt. Then he finally let go of the gauntlet, sheathed his sword and took down the other and dropped it as well.
He grabbed her by the throat and pulled her up, forcing her to get on her knees. She grasped for air and he laughed "This isn't fun if you stay silent you know" he said and smacked her again with an open palm. She looked to the side.
"I'll take that as approval then" he said smugly and his hand slid to her perky breast. Her nipple was hard but she wasn't enjoying this. She felt the rough skin of his hand on her delicate skin. She tried to look at the stableboy but she couldn't raise her sight.
The guard however saw where she is trying to look.
"Oh him?" He asked and let go of her. He stood up and approached the bed once more, rising his sword and pointing at the stable boy vaguely "Maybe this will get you to cooperate."
"Don't!" she yelled suddenly. She didn't even think about it. She didn't hold feelings for him, but she didn't want him to get harmed.
"Or what?" the guard asked and the sword's tip gently pecked into the stable boy's exposed ribs.
Amy was quiet. He was not her boyfriend. She didn't hold any feelings towards him. But yet she felt weirdly bonded to him.
"But seems like he is enjoying this." the guard said and the sword's tip found its way to his member "Surely you wouldn't want pride this big to be taken away" he continued.
Amy couldn't take it "Don't harm him!" she yelled again, tears in her eyes. She was looking into stable boy's eyes as if apologizing. Even though she didnt have a thing to apologize for.
The guard sheathed the sword again. He turned to Amy and unbuckled his pants. Another cock entered the sight of the ginger girl, this one way closer than she'd like it.
"Now open your mouth, you wench, or your boyfriend will be your girlfriend tomorrow." his voice lowered. Her eyes didn't leave the ugly cock. It wasn't the fact that it was that much different from the boy's. But she had no desire for this one. Her stomach churned. And she opened her mouth.
He wasn't at all nice. The smelly cock forced its way inside her mouth. She gagged immediately, but his hands landed on the back of her head and held her in place. She was grateful it wasn't a big cock, because she could feel it going all the way to her throat and stopping there. If it was half an inch longer...
But then he started fucking her mouth. She closed her eyes as tears streamed from them. She felt her saliva spreading on her chin while the guard went to town on her poor mouth. She wanted to scream, to bite his cock off but she knew she couldn't. She just had to take the cock forcing in again and again, taste the putrid taste and have the awful smell enter her nose. She was ready to vomit.
He stopped. He smacked her across her face again.
"Open your eyes wench!" he ordered.
She obeyed. She followed the finger pointing towards the bed "See, your boyfriend is enjoying this more than I am." he said and the stableboy blushed. His hands were all down on his business, still in motion on it.
She couldn't believe it. She wiped the saliva from her mouth and was about to speak, when his hands again grabbed her hair and this time the meat got pushed against her face.
The testicles of his were now forced against her lips and she knew just what he expected her to do.
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The succubus had to leave quickly. She felt the guards inspecting rooms. If one of them entered the room, she'd likely be able to seduce him, but if they worked in pairs it would be a risk she wasn't willing to take.
She'd like to stay in the room and toyed with her subjects. After a night with her, they'd be pent up with lust. She loved having them like that. But alas, that would have to wait. She needed more subjects. Guards in general wouldn't be easy as they were rarely alone. And now they stood everywhere so she had to rely on more tricks.
Her steps took her down towards the kitchens. She was able to avoid the patrols on the way, but the entrance to the kitchens was guarded. She adjusted her cleavage and strolled into the corridor.
Her hips moved from side to side, swaying with her steps and her thighs rubbed against each other beneath the sacky clothes she wore.
"Where are you going?" one of the guards asked, not even looking in her way. The door was barred by their weapons.
"A woman has to eat. These curves don't form themselves." her voice was honey. One of the guards peeked just for a second. Normal person wouldn't catch it, but she wasn't even a person. "My daughter is terribly hungry. We slept in the cold for the sixth day in the row." she pleaded more.
"There are inns outside the castle. The kitchen is off limits." the guards were having none of that.
"The king's men are everywhere, they wouldn't let me enter the inn" she knew it was true. With so many people in the castle, the guards were the safest choice to push out into the city. And she knew that no inn would bother letting in beggars when there's king's men to pull gold from.
And they knew it too "That doesn't allow you to enter the kitchens" one of them said, way less threateningly.
She leaned forward and spoke in hardly more than a whisper "if you let me in, I'll make the evening worth it to you both". Her chest pushed against their forearms.
The guards shared a look. She had them.
"Alright, but we have to make sure you have no weapons on you." one of them said, trying to hide a smirk. Their hands were quick to grope and squeeze her folds, trying to find concealed weapons in all kinds of places. Finally they were through and smiling. They stepped aside and let her in.
She stepped through and bowed, letting them one final glance into her cleavage. It would be easy to get them under her control, but with them guarding the kitchens, they likely weren't high in the guard hierarchy. She also had to be careful about having too many enamored subjects planted in the vicinity of the princess. After all she was a mage. One bad step and she'd be fully aware.
She stepped through the kitchens, grabbing bits of meat she found and eating them raw. But that wasn't why she was there. It was just past breakfast and the cooks would be busy making lunch for all of the castle and their visitors. And that meant rush, yelling and chaos. And cook apprentices slacking off.
She heard yelling and followed the sound. Next came a sound of a plate breaking and then a slap. More yelling. She stopped at a doorway and peeked through. An old cook was beating a young apprentice who was crying. And these people were supposed to be better than demons, she thought. She left the doorway and followed the corridor. She noticed a low door leading into a pantry. She heard muffled talk inside.
She slowly opened the door. As she expected. Two apprentices, a girl and a boy stuffing their mouths. Two pairs of eyes oggled her with a hidden plea. She entered and closed the door behind her. Slowly, avoiding any sound by it.
"Cozy in here, isn't it?" she asked and the two of them wordlessly nodded. The two of them were about the age of Amy, although way less graciously looking. After all they weren't personal assistants to the princess.
"So...who are you?" finally the boy asked.
She smiled. She never had an answer ready. But one always sprung to her mind "I was sent here by the princess to get her some treats." she smirked "Not officially of course."
They looked at each other. A silent agreement took place and quickly they started grabbing snacks from all over the small pantry. Nymsya watched them work. The girl had long black hair and wore a long skirt with a shirt that'd be too large for a butcher. The boy was a bit on the fat side with a blonde balding head. Something felt off about them.
Then she noticed it. Two small wet puddles near where they were sitting. Two chalk counters, one equalling to two, the other to three. And...a carrot.
"you two...what were you doing in here?" she asked curiously and they both froze midstep.
