Chapter 37: In Which I Relax Back Into Being A Good Obedient Puppy For A Little While

It was a huge office, dominated by a huge desk with an ornate chair that didn't qualify as a throne, and with large, thick purple curtains -- she really liked that color, didn't she?

She took my hand and lead me over to the other side of her desk, moving her chair aside, and I saw why the desk was so huge-- there was a very sizable space under the desk, with a sizable, comfy purple cushion as well.

Obviously I wasn't the first girl who had been under her desk, she must've really liked it to design it as such... but it was kind of touching that she had obviously gone out of her way to make all her obedient pets comfortable.

I crawled underneath, turning myself around as I situated myself on the cushion, and she ruffled my hair affectionately. "Just tell me if you need anything, puppy, okay?"

Fuck, my cock was drooling precum at this point, and this world's lack of underwear meant I'd be making a mess on my thigh and maybe the cushion... even if I didn't edge myself, as ordered. "Yes, Princess!"

She sat down and lifted her skirt, and I nuzzled up underneath it, licking at her thighs and causing her to giggle, and then finally sniffing her pussy with that fainty esoteric scent, and starting to lap at it eagerly. I was her obedient pet, and I didn't need to think about anything besides steadily licking her pussy with it's addictive flavor, and lifting my own skirt so I could stroke my cock-- slowly, since I was just supposed to edge myself, not cum, and I wasn't actually very familiar with edging but I did very much want to be a good girl for her.

I wondered how many other girls had been serving our Princess under the desk like this, dozens probably, and it made me feel a little jealous, but also made me feel a kinship with them, like I was a girl too, even in this larger body with it's cock. Everyone on this world seemed to see me as a girl easily enough, even with a cock, but being back in my old body, albeit heavily altered, reminded me of how in my other world, a lot of people wouldn't see me as a girl if they knew of my past.

I didn't really want to think about that, though-- the world I had been born on hardly mattered at this point, really, for all the effect it'd have on my future life, and more importantly, I had my Princess's pussy to gently lick while she did her important paperwork, and my cock to stroke and feel pleasure from without going over the edge.

I had gotten close enough to cumming that I had had to stop my cock maybe half a dozen times, and was panting softly as I focused for a moment before returning to licking her, earning another little ruffle of my hair... did she know that I had only stopped because I didn't want to push myself over the edge just from licking my pussy? Not that there'd be anything bad about cumming like that, but she had told me to edge myself and I desperately wanted to be a good girl for her.

I heard the door open, and paused, but Princess said softly, "Keep going," before returning her attention to the door.

"Good afternoon, Princess," said a familiar voice that took me a moment to place... ah, Zince? A lamia I always expected to have a sibilant voice with a slight hint of a hiss, but her accent was actually like something a bit like from an old black-and-white movie, carefully enunciated, but and with the hard sounds and "s" de-emphasized... which maybe was the sort of accent someone with a naturally sibilant voice would have if trying to work against it, I realized, meaning my assumption had, oddly, perhaps proved correct in general, if not in this specific instance. I wondered if most lamia had that sort of vocal training, or maybe it waqs just a pleasure slave or just a Zince thing... wait, were they called lamia? Given the conventions of this country, maybe they were called snake-girls... were there boy lamias? Well, regardless of if there originally were, given how easy changing one's sex and percieved gender were in this world....

It was at this point Princess's hand took me by the hair and gently but firmly pressed my mouth back against her pussy... my reverie had distracted me not only from the next bits of their conversation, but also more importantly my licking had gotten a little distracted, so I focused again on making her feel good, getting a nice rhythm going before trying to listen in on their conversation again.

"...and that's why the silver band is no longer neccessary." It took me a moment to realize that Zince was referring to the Silver Band mercenaries.

"Okay, remove them, then." ...were they just getting laid off, or maybe just shifted from an assignment, or was this an actual order of execution? I suddenly felt a little sick, but I kept on licking. I should've asked for the charm that made me not understand speech again... not that I had a collar to put it on.

"Understood. Is there anything else, Princess?"

"...yes, actually. I do wonder what you think of my fiancée?"

"Which one?" I gasped. Princess had more than one? I obediently started licking again after only a moment of distraction, though.

"The one currently known as Eve, the one without Mind Magic."

"Mmm... a little too soft-hearted, but good instincts. I think if she can learn to be a little more cold-hearted and merciless, she'd be a fine Queen."

"That's good to know, actually a higher evaluation than I had given her... well, mostly I just wonder if she really has the capacity to harden her heart. I want her to be happy in her role being mine."

"I know."

"But actually," continued Princess, "I was wondering if you'd be interested in sleeping with her."

Wait, what? I had to lick, but like... what?

"I don't think she's interested in sleeping with me, honestly? She practically ran."

"Put that aside. Imagine she wasn't my fiancée, and she was eager to sleep with you."

"...As you wish, Princess."

There was a long moment of silence except for the soft sound of my tongue against Princess's pussy that I hoped Zince couldn't hear. It was really embarrassing to hear them talk.

"I'd like to coil around her and you know, crush her, just a little? I suppose it's an instinct I have, but most people can't stand a little pressure... she must be tough."

"You can crush my body if you want," said Princess flirtatiously.

"No, I don't want to hurt you... you aren't that much tougher than any other person, internal injuries are harder to heal and if you had to use another life, it definitely wouldn't be worth it. The Hero From Another World is just tougher than anyone from this one, according to legends, and... I don't know. Squeezing someone who wouldn't break would be nice."

"Would you want to do something sexual with that?"

"Maybe a double-ended dildo so I can grasp something with my pussy, too?"

"She does actually have a cock right now."

"Oh," said Zince, suddenly sounding very turned on. "Yes, I'd love to squeeze her cock all night." I had to let go of said cock because I was really close to cumming again, just listening to this, but I licked at Princess's pussy affectionately... she was really engineering this entire conversation just to make me feel better about this, wasn't she? Zince sighed softly. "Entirely theoretical, of course-- she isn't interested in me at all. She literally ran out the door when I made a move on her."

Princess stroked the side of my neck, and gently pushed my face away from her pussy. "Puppy, would you like me to lend you to Zince until next morning?"

"If, that's what you desire, Princess." wow my voice sounded submissive and turned on.

"See, Eve's problem is she's so hesitant about fucking anyone she percieves herself as having status over... some sort of weird guilt complex."

Zince curled around the desk and lowered the front half of her body to look me in the eye, and seeing my face, smiled. "Are you going to be distracted after your cute little pussylicker got you all aroused?"

"Mmm... perhaps. Can the two of you lick me to orgasm before you go?" Princess stood up and lifted her skirt, and I moved closer, not sure exactly how to share space with Zince, but she shoved my head against Princess's pussy and I licked obediently, hearing other lewd licking sounds, but I wasn't sure quite where they came from, and they were somewhat overshadowed by Princess's appreciative moans. I increased my pace and focus, flicking my tongue against her clit, and Princess's hands dug into my hair as Zince continued to hold my head in place, and I wasn't even touching myself, but as I felt her cumming on my tongue, my own much-edged cock started to cum, spraying cum all over her leg.

We both kept licking her until she patted our heads and said in a shaky, pleasured voice, "That's enough," and we pulled back as she sat down heavily in her chair. "Lick up your cum, pet." I licked my cum off her leg and the floor, and Zince writhed down underneath me, cleaning up my cock with her long, agile tongue, and eliciting a long pleasured moan from my lips.

Soon enough she was picking me up and curtseying to Princess as best she could with me in her arms. "Thank you for sharing your pet with me, your highness."

"Oh, not at all-- I love seeing my pets getting along. I'd watch if I didn't have so much paperwork to do... maybe some other time, if you click."

Zince slithered down the hall in a hurry with me in her arms, a voracious look on her face, then paused, and looked down into my eyes. "So, I was planning to use your body and cock as my toys to squeeaze and use... do you really want this, Eve?"

I swallowed, and nodded shyly. "...yes? Just, start crushing me slowly, and if I tell you too much, stop... okay?"

She smiled delightedly. "Of course, of course, I don't want to damage you... I really thought you didn't like me, honestly."

"No, um, you seem nice. Actually, I've always found snake-people attractive, even back on my world, although you're the first I've met."

"Ah, a snake fetishist." Zince considered this for a moment, then shrugged. "I'm used to it."

"I'm not a fetishist. Just... you're cute. And you've always been nice and considerate and also kinda teased me, which is definitely kinda my thing."

Zince smiled at that, tracing a finger against my lips. "I thought your world didn't have animalfolk?"

I licked her finger and sucked on it softly for a moment. "We don't -- not in any proper sense -- but there's myths and legends from fallen civilizations about some."

"And some people made erotic art from your myths and legends."

"...yes." Let's just call that erotic art, sure.

"Well, at least you weren't one of the people who were glad my tribe got conquered purely so we could be used as sex slaves."

"...what!?" Now I was feeling guilty again.

"The Kesara tribe, technically speaking, aren't from another world. But Blood Hunt picks them up as animalfolk, so once that spell got spread around, it was just a matter of time until we were redefined as animalfolk and mandatory enslavement. Well, there were forceful enslavements of some of our kind before that." She kissed me softly on the lips. "It's not so bad for me. I'm Princess Asperia's pet, and that's the best life a slave in this country can have." She pressed her lips against my ear and whispered very softly as her strong arms squeezed me against her soft breasts, "And we're all working on ending slavery, right? You don't have to feel guilty. Just focus on being my obedient toy, okay?"

I tried to form words, but ended up just nodding.