539: A Gift from Her Queen (18++)

“Back off!” Mary threw Remi off her leg. “Ew! You already got your drool all over me!”

“B-b-b-but—” Remi barely held in a tearful breakdown as she looked up at her Queen in search for mercy.

“Calm the fuck down!” Mary shouted and moved past the tearful guard toward her possessions that Brittany brought. “We don’t have time for this! Once I’ll plow your useless cunt after I’m out of this miserable shithole.”

“But I… Held it together… For sooo looong!” Remi fell face to the floor and sunk her fingers into her aching pussy. Not that it brought much relief. Her fingers did not come even close to what she needed inside her. “Brittany! You promised! You said that if I brought you here that my Queen would reward me!”

“The fuck is her problem?” Mary asked Brittany while shifting through the pile of equipment on the floor.

“She was more or less like this when I found her,” Brittany said. “I’ve heard that some survivors of demon assaults become like this. But in those cases the survivors supposedly become utterly deranged and unable to function. She was surprisingly lucid and functioning on our way here, even showing me where your armor was… Was she seriously holding herself together just on the desire to return to you?”

“Ugh,” Mary groaned. “Fine! Good job, Rami!”

“Remi!”

“Yes, yes! I’ll reward you properly later. For now, if you need a cock that badly, you’ll have to do with her for now.”

“Eh?” Brittany only had the time to gasp before Mary placed her hand on the blonde’s abdomen and ignited something within her. Something warm. Something pleasant. And it spread lower. Lower. “Ohhhhhh~”

Brittany remembered the sensation well. How could she not? The moment that changed her life forever. There was no mistaking it. Before even her clit sprung to life, Brittany knew what was coming.

“Yeesssss!” Brittany breathed hard. She was hot, her chest moved up and down. She instantly ripped off her chainmail top to free her hard nipples and then moved aside the tiny piece of panty cloth to free something that already surpassed the size of her nipples. Brittany sucked on her fingers as she watched her clit grow and grow.

“Ha! Now it makes sense!” Mary laughed as she threw her shirt over her head. “The slut shows the true reason she came to me. Well? Hurry up! You don’t have much time!”

Brittany did not need to be told twice. She ran to Remi before her cock was even half its potential size. Half, but already hard to be put to use! The entire time Brittany was locked up she could only think of cock. The way it felt to be liberated. The way it felt to fuck and to be fucked.

“No!! I want my Queen!” Remi cried out even as she was on her knees with her ass in the air, fingerfucking herself. “I came for my Queen! My body belongs to her!”

“You would refuse the cock that I personally created to give you relief?” Mary asked while Brittany stood over Remi, stroking herself imagining the things she was about to do to the guard.

“Eek! Of course not! Never!” Remi realized the blasphemy of rejecting a gift from her Queen.

“Then suck her off like you would suck my cock!” Mary commanded. “In your current pathetic condition you are of no use to me! I will not tolerate any delays and stragglers will be left to die! So, until I’m dressed relieve yourself of your sexual frustrations! It is your job to prepare for a long journey by cumming your fucking brains out!”

“Yes, my Queen!” Remi rose to her knees, grabbed Brittany’s dick and started sucking and jerking it, nurturing it, urging it to grow more and more, and fuck her like Mary would.

“Heh, I’m not a queen just yet,” Mary said. “Oh, and the same goes for you, blondie! At this moment I do not care for your motivations, but if you want to stay by my side and keep enjoying that cock you seem so thrilled to have, then make sure my little slave is properly fucked and ready by the time I’m done!”

“Of course!” Brittany said as she watched Remi service her like her life depended on it.

“Make no mistake—if you fail, I will castrate you where you stand and shove that cock down your throat for keeps.” Mary said coldly.

“Oh, don’t you worry,” a cold grin grew on Brittany’s face as she looked down on Remi. “I’ve waited too long for this…”