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We must be doing something wrong.” Father slid a thick ledger over to me. “These are all of the experiments we’ve conducted,” he said, “maybe an untrained eye can spot what we’re missing.” I opened the book, and as I read through it, my jaw dropped lower and lower. These women had been through the gauntlet. Some of the experiments were designed to incorporate both extreme pleasure and extreme stress, and I noted in horror that the most perverse of these was designed by none other than my dearly-departed half-sister. It seemed that she had tried desperately to get the results Father wanted, but of course, the results never came. I felt a chill run up my spine. How long before he decides I’m useless? Will he kill me, or just send me away? “It looks like your experiments so far have been very… extensive,” I replied, flipping through the pages and taking mental notes on some of the acts for later experimentation of my own, “I’m afraid I don’t have any insight I can provide. I just don’t have the experience.” “Well,” Father said, still shuffling through his notes, “then go down there and get the experience.” “What?!” I nearly screamed. “Go down there,” Father smiled as he pulled the ledger from my hands, “and get the experience you feel you need.” The way he smiled was almost paternal, but not quite. It was the kind of smile someone gives you when they’re disguising an order as a request. It was not the kind of smile I could refuse. Tevalia’s head was on a spike because she didn’t recognize the danger in that smile. “I…” I said, swallowing, not believing what I was about to do, “I’ll do it.” “Wonderful!” Father said, the danger leaving his smile, “When you’re done with that, you can leave for today; I suspect you’ll be of little use to me afterward.” Father turned breasts away, looking through his notes, trying to find the reason nothing was working. Because it was a lie by an old man, you insane fool! I wanted to scream, but I didn’t. Instead, I turned from him, and walked down the steps, into busty the debauchery below. I stared blankly at the scene before me, with no idea where to start. Do I just… jump in? I thought, Or do I pick some orcs from a lineup? How much control do I have? God, those things are huge; how do those women get them to fit?! “Hey,” A female voice said from behind me, “we’re out of wine over here, blowjob could you give us a refill?” I turned, and saw a group of beautiful, sixteen-year-old high elves chatting with a robust group of orcs at a table. They were all smoking, drinking and laughing, as if the hellish debauchery surrounding them were nothing but a picnic. And I supposed, for these girls it probably was. “I’m not a steward,” I said, more than a little intimidated by the women, whose nonchalant nakedness and easy smiles put my sexual confidence to shame, “I’m a princess.” “Nice to meet you, Your Grace,” the pov woman smiled and shook her empty glass, “now, could we get some more wine?” “I’m not here to serve you!” I said, lifting my chin with a touch of royal indignation, “I’m here to… to…” I dropped my head and sighed, “can one of you tell me how this works? Father says I need experience.” “Oh, virgin blood!” the girl exclaimed happily. “I’m not a virgin.” I said. “Yeah, you are,” the woman smiled, punching out her cigarette and walking toward me, “I don’t care how many princelings or farm boys you’ve fucked, Princess, in here, you’re a virgin.” She strutted around me, assessing me. I felt like an Brunette idiot being the only girl wearing clothing, so I pulled off my habit, and kicked off my slippers. The girl touched me on the shoulder before I could take off my dress. In a bowl I crack 6 eggs and put in a splash of half & half, whisking them. Then one asked Sir may I ask what we have done to be called in to your office? Two more cocks were pressed into her hands on either side of her head, but she found she could rest her elbows on the bed so she just wrapped her hands around them and let herself hold them as they jacked themselves off while the sensations of being fucked by five cocks at once washed over her and built her to the brink of a climax. Still I decided it wasn’t to big of a risk to tag her with a control jewel as I started to carefully creep up behind her. "What the fuck are you doing in there?" Before she died she had made me promise to go to the cabin at least 1 more time after she died. I like to be fucked by men. “I said I don’t want them!” I growled. She never really dreamed, so why was she now? "Shoot? My left hand went back round Susie's hip and straight on to her butt cheek. Ealaín frowned at me. After all, it hadn't even been a week since she'd first seen one in person. “Because, like you said, it hasn’t stopped. Was it natural, or was she still trying to throw me off my game? She tasted like a well-made fruit punch smoothie, not too sweet, and no flavour outshined the other. He laughed and said whitey likes his busty ass licked. “I’ll be 18 in a few months but I can’t wait” I told her, “I want birth control now.” I had to figure out how to get Tonya and her mother together. I pov nearly came just from that. “What the hell is going on, Jim?” I asked. After eating breakfast, he quietly returns to the privacy of his bedroom and calls Amy. Blood flowed freely from the open wound where Katya’s nipple had once sat and the woman let out a whimper of pleasure as the blood edged its way down to and then breasts past her belly button. 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