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February 29th 2016 Gemworld 4:00 PM EDT

The next few days were fucking exhausting. Aside from converting as many new residents as possible to top myself up ,bringing me up to a hundred and fifty thousand points (though it was much easier than it would have been without my now E rank bloodline) I'd also spent the last two days dealing with the two most exhausting women I'd ever met. Barbie had apparently decided she wanted to get closer to me, though she had weird moments of cold in between the clinginess. I considered this a prelude to FINALLY being able to merge her with something useful, so I let her do her thing, but it was still tiring.

The other was, of course, Amy. The princess had taken to her new role as mistress of Lord Town with gusto, and was rampaging around, shanghai'ing my bandit guards and assets to prepare for "Emmy's" visit. I honestly hadn't expected there would so much she could do in my still small and relatively empty town, but somehow she found a way. I wouldn't deny that she made it look a bit more upscale, but despite that it was annoying and time consuming to deal with all of her plans.

Still, I wasn't necessarily against the effort. This new princess was going to be around for a bit, and I figured I might finally get some noble girl pussy. With Amy I had to be all subtle and think long term because I was going to have to keep her around, but I could probably seduce pretty princess Emerald behind everyone's back and convince her that it was some forbidden love bullshit or something. At the very least it would give me an interesting experience and I could have some fun before I made my way back to talk to Graciel.

So standing out here at the gate as we watched a carriage approach with my arm around Amy wasn't exactly the worst thing I could imagine. My little princess was certainly cuddly with all the prep work out of the way, and I was pretty sure it was because she was going to get to show me off to her friend. It wasn't exactly a unique thing for princesses to be betrothed young or even to guys they didn't know or like, so a catch like me was definitely something to show off about. I was pretty fucking sexy after all. Plus I was a fucking dragonkin. Dragons were awesome. Everyone knew that.

When the carriage rolled to a stop I could feel Amy practically bouncing with excitement, and I admit to being curious myself. Then the door opened and...I wasn't the type to get fixated on women. I'd fucked a lot of girls, hot ones, cute ones, slutty ones, uptight ones, basically every type of girl you can imagine that was genuinely attractive I'd been inside. Princess Emerald was, not to put too fine a point on it, kind of my type.

Not because of some ethereal beauty or because of her body, which was athletic and not exactly exploding out of her pretty little dress. Emerald wasn't sexy, Emerald was fucking ADORABLE. She had a pair of side wound buns, a cute little mouth, big does eyes, a button nose and a face like a china doll. She looked like she probably let herself be dressed by cartoon birds in the morning. I wanted to fucking RUIN her.

It had been a while since I'd reacted like this to a girl. Hildie had been kind of close, but not exactly the same feel because her big fat tits made it easy to think of her sexually, and I was sure she'd had plenty of attention from men by virtue of that. Ingrid had a similar vibe, but she also had that weird god effect that made her cuteness almost asexual in ome strange way that even I had trouble ignoring. Emerald though... I had to shake off the mental image of her cute little face splattered with cum and drooling up at me.

I did though, because I wasn't an animal (wait, shit, I was totally an animal now) and I had basic self control. I needed Amy and I had to keep her happy, so I'd need to be subtle when I dicked the cute little Emerald princess into a coma. The tiny girl (she was all of four foot six, despite appraisal informing me she was a year older than me) bolted from the carriage and crossed the distance, hurling herself at Amy with a squeal that my future wife matched in pitch and volume. They squeezed each other and jumped up and down, and I amused myself watching Amy's ass covertly while I waited.

When they were don Amy pulled back and turned Emerald to face me with a wide smile. "Emmy, this is Nick, my betrothed." She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "He's a dragonkin." We'd agreed to tell Emerald about my nature before she'd even arrived. The general thought process was that if we mentioned that it would give an explanation for the quick betrothal that would hopefully prevent the Emerald kingdom from poking their noses too far into what else I was doing out here, and hopefully put them off discovering the quarry too soon.

At the very least, despite her trusting nature, Amy knew how to separate personal and political issues. She'd made no mention of telling Emerald about the quarries out of friendship or anything stupid like that. She knew that her duties as a princess were a separate issue from her trust in a rival noble, and that had honestly been a level of political savvy I hadn't expected from her. I could teach her to be tactically sound and how to outthink enemies, but learning to ignore her emotions to do her job gave me a lot of hope for the kind of person I could mold Amy into given some time.

Emerald (I liked nicknames but the name Emmy sounded stupid to me, plus she was already stupidly cute, it was ridiculous to double down on that) looked at me with wide, excited eyes. "That's amazing! I hadn't known there were many left! Which dragon is your bloodsource?" Her unusual terminology and interest was a little jarring, but I supposed the nobles with the beast tamer bloodline would probably have a healthy interest in giant, uber powerful lizard creatures that could vomit the forces of creation.

This gave me a chance to lay the groundwork for a reveal I'd been annoyed about earlier until now though. I'd intimated that I wasn't from around here, but I'd been using the cultural ignorance of social conventions in Gemworld to pursue Amy in a way that would have been harder to sell if she knew I was from earth. Now that I was betrothed to her, I was past that particular need, but I had to find a way to let her know without making it obvious I'd been keeping it from her on purpose.

I smiled at her. "Primordius. You wouldn't have heard of him though. My father isn't from around these parts." I put on a suspicious look and flicked my eyes. "Since you're Amy's friend, I can tell you that I'm not actually from this world. We came over from another place of existence. Father brought me here to allow me to grow in a new environment without his reputation making things too easy for me. He's keeping an eye out of course, but he wants me to get the experience of hardship."

I took her hand and laid a soft kiss on the back of it. "I'm sure Princess Graciel already told Amy the implications, but since you two are so close, I know that I can trust you. Any part of Amy's life will be part of mine." I almost blinked in surprise when I got a taste of her desires. The slight lust at me I got, and could work with, but more surprising was the rabid, panty melting crush she had on my tall blonde princess. Amy wasn't even remotely bisexual, but Emerald would spend a year tongue deep in the blonde's box with even the slightest provocation.

That...was interesting. One would suspect, if one were a useless idiot, that finding out the girl I was planning to dick smash into a quivering puddle of fuck wanted to be all up in my fiance was a problem. That was the opposite of true. I'd needed a reason to convince Emerald to keep this from Amy, not to mention a way to introduce her to the concept later to avoid problems, and this gave me both.

Unrequited love was a huge weakness. You could talk someone irrational into almost anything. If you convince some lovelorn girl that letting you stuff your pole up her twat will lead her to what she wants she'll drop her panties so hard they'll leave a hole in the ground. All I needed to do was frame Emerald's desire in a way that benefited me. Make myself seem sympathetic to her and make it seem like I'd help her achieve her goals. Which I would. Seeing that cute little face splattered with princess pussy juice sounded so hot I could barely stand it.

I realized I'd held her hand a bit long and pulled back with an embarrassed smile. Emerald blushed and Amy missed the whole interplay. I cleared my throat to reassert control of the conversation. "Now, princess Emerald, why don't you come into town and we can show you around. Amy spent so much time and effort on preparing for your visit." I let my tone become conspiratorial. "I haven't known her long but I've never seen her so excited. You're very special to her." Then I pulled her hand along and dragged her into Lord Town, Amy taking the other side and pulling her along.

When we got into the city, Amy introduced Emerald to Zee, who elicited a small blush from the bisexual princess, not that I was surprised. My sorceress had a body that would make a eunuch hard. After that though they settled into having fun, enjoying running around the city to see all the unique places we already had (which is to say, they went to the smithy and then binge ate berries from the orchard for two hours before going to watch the guards train). I followed them around, mildly amused by all the excitement and happiness. I might not be all touchy feely, but seeing my girls (present and future) get along so well put me in a good mood. It could only make things easier for me in the long run.

Finally though the first day ended and everyone went home, promising to meet up tomorrow. I managed to talk Amy into letting Emerald stay in the manor, saying it would reflect poorly on me for an honored guest to have to share accommodations even with her. Once everything was settled down, I dragged Barbie into my room and fucked her into the mattress, hitting every possible button with Eros and Psyche to make her scream as loud as possible, just to set the mood for my big discussion. Once my redhead passed out I put on some pants, leaving my chest bare, and headed to Emerald's room.

When I knocked on the door, she answered with a cute little blush. She saw my chest and squeaked. "Earl Nicholas, this isn't really proper. Please go back to your...chambers." She blushed a bit at that, and I saw her imagining what I'd been doing to Barbie. Which was the point. "If you leave now I won't share what I've overheard with Amaya. I can tell she cares for you, and learning of your infidelity would only hurt her."

That was pretty much what I'd expected, but at she tried to close the door I slid my foot into the way and put a hand on the door, using the contact to get a read on her desires and grinning internally as the last piece fell into place. "Princess Emerald. I'd love to come in and explain myself. I had forgotten about your presence but wanted to make things clear between us. You're right though. We don't need to tell Amaya about this conversation." I grinned at her. "After all, it might be tough to explain how you were touching yourself to the sounds and imagining it was her." She fell back from the door in shock, letting it swing open, and I stepped in, closing it behind me. I'd been waiting for this all day.

February 29th 2016 Gemworld 9:00 PM EDT

Emerald's green eyes widened in astonishment and slight horror as she stared at me. She wasn't scared of me personally. She was a D ranker, a Marquis like Amy, and dragonkin or not she could handle herself well enough that if I tried anything she would at least be able to alert Amy and her guard dog. Not even mentioning Emerald's own guardian, Craxton, another Duke dispatched to the town to guard her during her visit. He'd been put up at one of the recently constructed inns but was close enough to arrive nearly instantly if he wanted to, given his power.

No, the horror in her eyes wasn't fear of what I would DO, it was fear of what I would SAY. She averted her gaze, cheeks pale. "Earl Nicholas I don't know what you think you have to gain by making such insinuations, but I assure you Amaya is simply my dearest friend. She holds a special place in my heart, but I don't have thoughts like that about her." Her pupils were dilated and her breathing was heavy as she spoke, trying to keep the tremble out of her voice.

I could have done the gauche thing and just hammered the secret, blackmailing her into fucking me. That however, would have been stupid. Emerald was denying her interest, probably because being a lesbian or bisexual was frowned on for nobility. It made sense in a world defined by bloodline prowess to discourage powerful bloodline inheritors from same sex relationships. Pretty princesses were for breeding, no dynasty would let one of their most valuable assets go to waste munching rug.

Which gave me a wonderful opportunity here, because I could not only get a cute little toy to fuck, I could also get an ally in keeping Amy happy and in line, an ally she would never feel the need to be wary of. I put my hands up, putting a soft smile on my face. "I'm sorry, princess Emerald. That was crass. I didn't mean to make light of your feelings. But there's no reason to be ashamed. Love is a beautiful emotion, and there isn't anything wrong with Amy having a bigger place in your heart than normal friends. You can be honest with me, I saw the way you looked at her."

She seemed derailed by that. "I...I don't know what you mean. That's not..." She licked her lips. "You wouldn't be upset? That I was interested in her. She's your fiance." I stepped up to take Emerald's hand, leading her over to the bed to sit beside me. I put an arm over her shoulder, making plenty of contact in an ostensibly friendly way.

I smiled down at the tiny girl. "Of course not. Amy is so beautiful, it would be absurd of me to be bothered by you noticing that." I reached through the contact, slowly pressing very delicately on her desires. With this much of us touching I could do at least a bit without her noticing, at least during such a bout of emotional turmoil. So I pushed on her desire to finally admit how she felt. On her desire to come clean. I didn't even have to do much. It was so strong. I leaned in like we were sharing a secret. "Can you tell me what you like best about Amy's body?"

I felt a surge of desire run through her as she shuddered. "I...I shouldn't." I waited patiently and she lowered her voice a whisper. "I like to stare at her bottom. I've touched it a time or two. When we were bathing or when she was asleep beside me during travel. She thinks it is simply playfulness between friends. It's so soft. I wish I could drown in it." Her eyes were wild, almost glazed with lust, and I eased off that desire a bit. Holy shit this girl was pent up. They jerked up to me. "Oh gods, I shouldn't have said that. You must think me disgusting. Proper ladies do not lust after other women."

I smiled down at her reassuringly. "Emerald. There's no shame in finding women beautiful I know I do. Like Barbara. You heard how much I enjoyed her beauty earlier." I lowered my voice again. "Did you find Barbara beautiful Emerald?" She gave a nod, another shuddering breath escaping from her lips. "Well..." I trailed off, as if I was ashamed or embarrassed. "I haven't cleaned myself yet. If you wanted to...taste her, you could. It wouldn't be so bad. Just exploring your desires with a man. It wouldn't even count."

I pushed on her desire to taste pussy, which admittedly was almost fucking rabid already. Amy or not, this girl was cunt hungry to the point of near insanity. She looked at me uncertainly, and I knew I wouldn't be able to get her to say it out loud. So I didn't. I reached down and unbuttoned my pants, taking out my cock. Her eyes locked on it, her breathing accelerating so fast I was worried she might hyperventilate, but I was able to confirm that Emerald was definitely bisexual, not a lesbian.

Of course, even if she had been I'd have worked around it with Eros and Psych, but her desperation meant she didn't even resist as I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed it down into my lap. The feel of her soft little mouth around the head of my cock was fucking immaculate, and I let my own head tip back with a satisfied groan. I expected her to pull away, but that little slut licked and slurped every single inch of me. She wanted that redhead pussy on her tongue so badly.

I rested a hand on her back, rubbing slow circles as she sucked, then I slid it down and along her side, sliding a hand up her tiny silk nightgown. She froze a bit as my hand crested her thigh, but I pushed down on the back of her head with my other hand and she got back to work. My hand reached her clit and I started to rub. She jerked up, but I caught her, covering her mouth as I rubbed at her obviously shaved little pussy. She squirmed around and I pulled her into my lap, not starting to fuck her or anything like that, just strumming her clit like an electric guitar.

I leaned down, and using Eros and Psyche I started to trace my way down her desires, not with my power, but with my voice, telling her what she wanted to hear. "That's how another woman tastes Emerald. That's what it's like to have the flavor of a beautiful girl on your tongue. You can have that again. Every time I fuck Barbie when you're here I'll come to your room and you can lick it off me." I nipped her ear and she moaned into my hand. "But that isn't enough for you is it Emerald. You want sweeter pussy. Something a bit more...refined."

She nodded almost drunkenly in my hand as my fingers sped up, rubbing her cunt faster. "You want me to fuck Amy like that Emerald? To shove myself inside her and let you clean it from my with that cute little tongue? You want to taste her pussy? Or maybe you really are as sick as you were saying, you want me to take that pretty ass you love so much? Let you clean that off my dick." Between her ass fetish and her impending orgasm Emerald had about zero inhibitions left in terms of kinks. She was so close to coming.

Which was why I stopped, pulling back and letting her fall over onto the bed. She jerked up, looking at me wildly, desperately trying to figure out why I'd stopped. I looked away in faux shame. "I'm sorry Emerald. That was wrong. You have feeling for Amy. Touching you like that was going too far. I'm sorry. I'll go. No matter how much I might want both of you, want you to belong to me together, you would never be happy with such a life." I stood up, making sure to keep my face turned away to hide my grin.

She reached out and grabbed me frantically, pulling me to a stop. "Wait!" I stopped, face still turned away. "You would...you would make us both your women? Enjoy us together? You would let me..." I could literally hear the blush. "Let me taste her? Touch her?"

I put on a torn expression and turned back to her. "I...I would. But I know you don't have an interest in me that way. You don't have any desire to give your body to me. I don't think I could ever be with both of you knowing my attentions were something you only tolerated. I'd never want to be with a woman who didn't enjoy my attention."

Her eyes were big and needy and wild, and she swallowed hard. "I enjoyed that. What you did a moment ago. It felt wonderful. If I let you continue doing that, prove to you that I can submit my body to you even when Amaya isn't here. Would you consider doing that?" She looked away with a blush. "Your body shows me you enjoy the feel of me with your hands. Would you enjoy me with more of you?"

I could have fucked her. Right there. But again, slow and steady wins the prize. I would make her mine, make her just as rabid for me as she was for Amy, but that wasn't going to happen by stuffing her with cock right now. I needed something a bit more ambiguous. I needed to give her a sexual experience that she could confuse with her feelings for Amy. I looked her over heatedly. "Remove you clothes."

I dropped most of the soft cajoling tone, and she ate it up. She stood, shuddering like a leaf in a breeze, and slipped off the nightgown, showing me her soft, smooth body. Her tits weren't huge, but they were perky handfulls with cute light pink nipples. Her cunt was smooth and tight, waxed rather than shaved if I was any judge, which I was. I knelt down in front of her, grabbing her cute little ass and yanking her forward. She made a squeak of surprise, clearly confused by my actions. I think part of her knew but she couldn't really process it until my tongue worked its way up her cunt.

She was insanely tight. Like, I was worried I'd have torn her in half if I fucked her like this. Unless her pussy was more elastic for being D rank I'd have to stretch her out with my fingers before I fucked her the first time, because otherwise I wouldn't fit. Six foot three men with big dicks COULD fuck four foot six inch girls, but that was mostly porn stars who had worked up to it. I pushed the thought of later away and focused on eating her pussy.

Emerald enjoyed having her pussy eaten. I know that sounds like an obvious thing, but it isn't. Some girls don't like it, some tolerate it, some prefer it even to sex. Having not fucked her I couldn't say which Emerald was, but the feel of a tongue in her cunt made Emerald happy. Like...loudly happy. I'd never had a girl thank me while I was eating her before, but Emerald did. A lot.

As I licked, using my ability to find every sweet spot and wring out every single bit of pleasure I could from her, I pushed and worked her desires, not substituting me for Amy, because that didn't do anything for me, but slowly intertwining us. I wasn't going to go too fast, she might notice, but this distracted I could do a bit, and I highlighted the feeling of her never wanting this to end, as well as heightening her orgasm as it grew. I staved it off for as long as I could, and then, when it was finally time, I let her cum, screaming all over my face.

As she slumped to the bed, cute little tits heaving, I looked up at her flushed face with a satisfied smile. I wasn't going to fuck Emerald tonight, but when I came back to do this again tomorrow, she would be waiting eagerly. A few more times playing her pussy like this and I'd have her desires for Amy all tied up in the ones for me, and then I'd fuck her. I could hardly wait. This was good pussy it was only right to break it in properly. Id be keeping this one too.

March 4th 2016 Gemworld 9:00 PM EDT

The next few days were pretty much rinse and repeat for me. I spent the day tagging along as Amy spent time with Emerald, then came home, deep dicked Barbie, and made sweet little princess Emerald suck the taste of her off my cock before I ate her into a drooling puddle. After the second day I started nutting in her mouth, and I made sure to spike her desire when she tasted my cum. By the third day she was almost tearing my pants off to get my dick in her mouth, and tonight I had plans to finally pop her cherry.

When I stepped into her room this time, she pounced on me again, but rather than let her grab me I caught her and tossed her over to the bed. As a D ranker Emerald was much more powerful than I was, but she was also a human, while I was dragonkin. As Waylon's abilities had demonstrated even when we were still low ranked, someone's level was decided by several conditions, and physical strength was only one. As a dragonkin I was physically superior to Gemworlders whose magic wasn't specifically geared toward physical prowess.

Of course, it didn't hurt that the needy little slut didn't bother resisting at all. She landed on the bed, staring up at me hungrily with wide green eyes. I grinned at her. "You've been doing very well Emerald. But I think it's time for you to prove your sincerity once and for all. Putting that pretty mouth to work for me is wonderful, but for you to be with Amy and I you need to be mine completely. It's time to feel me inside of you." I walked slowly over the bed, almost prowling as I climbed up to kneel over top of her. I pressed my leg in between hers, grinding it lightly on her soaking cunt. "Any problems with that?"

She took a deep, shuddering breath, her face flushed and breathing heavy. "I'm ready. This will be what Amy will be feeling the first time you take her to bed. Do everything to me you're going to do to her. Let me feel the pleasure you'll bring her." I raised an eyebrow at her imperiously. Emerald had some princess habits so I made a point of keeping that brattiness in check. The last thing I needed was another Barbie. I liked the one I had but more than that sounded exhausting. She noticed my arch stare and averted her eyes, her voice dropping to a husky purr. "Please, my lord."

I slide down her body, pressing my hard cock against her through my pants. She groaned a bit in enjoyment of the feel of the rough leather against her pussy with only the thin nightgown in the way. "That's all you want still? You aren't interested in me at all? Just Amy? I thought you enjoyed your time with me more than that. Maybe you don't really want to be my woman at all. Maybe sharing is a bad idea."

Emerald swallowed hard. She muttered something under her breath and I raised an eyebrow, waiting. I'd taught her a bit of dirty talk over the last few days. "My lord, will you please allow me to feel you in my..." She blushed. "In my tight little pussy" She rushed the last part out as fast as possible, so quickly it sounded like it was blurring together into one word. Her cheeks were on fire, and it was absolutely fucking precious. My cock stiffened even more.

I leaned down to nip at her neck, then pulled back to grin at her. "Good girl. Take my dick out, and press it to your pussy." Her hands were shaking as she unbuttoned my pants and lined me up with her pretty cunt, moving her nightgown out of the way. When I felt the head against her soaking lips, I started to push forward. First an inch, then another, I groaned at the sensation. I'd been in tiny girls before, but Emerald was the smallest, and she felt like she might be tight even for her size. Luckily while she wasn't as sturdy as me, a D ranker was pretty hearty, she took it all.

Despite that, her face was twisted in a slight grimace. She was feeling every inch of me, and while she could take it she was having some trouble. To my surprise her ankles locked behind my back as I started to pull out, and I grinned, sinking back into her. The rhythm was slow at first, work myself in, then pull out, when I hit the end of her she would grunt and jerk her hips, but the more we fucked, the wetter she got, and I felt the desires I was picking up start to grow.

I sped up, not letting her get comfortable, making sure to go just fast enough for her to have trouble with it. I leaned down and bit her ear, feeling my way along her desires as I built up enough speed that I was really pounding it in. "You need me to slow down? Is this more than cute little Emerald can take with her delicate little pussy?" Knowing what she wanted, I didn't hesitate to put a bit of a sneer into my voice, clearly mocking her for not being able to take it.

Her cunt fluttered around me and I barely kept from groaning. She shook her head. "No. Please. More." I grinned and picked up the pace, ramming into her so hard it was right on the edge of hurting. She stared up at me through hazy eyes. "Please...promise." I raised an eyebrow and she moaned raggedly. "Amaya. Promise you won't take her like this. Use me instead." She was rocking her hips up to meet me, pulling me into her roughly.

I grinned down at her. "Are you going to pretend it's some kind of sacrifice? That you don't enjoy this?" I recited the words she had in her head almost verbatim, capitalizing on my knowledge of her desires. "You deserve this. You abused her trust, lusted after her, even touched her unknowingly. This is what little sluts like you get. That's why you don't want me to stop isn't it?"

She moaned loudly, nodding in an almost absent minded agreement. I could have made her say it out loud, but I didn't need to. She knew what she was doing, knew why she was doing it, and she loved it, so I focused on pressing her buttons with Eros and Psych. I was going to make this little bitch pant after sex with me like a dog for a bone. I strummed her desire for Amy, and for me, and the weird persecution complex she had from molesting her best friend without her knowledge, and I felt her pussy fucking gush around me, easing my way as I picked up speed.

She was loosening up, her cunt gripping and stroking me eagerly, and I reached down to tear away the nightgown she was wearing so I could enjoy the sight of those sweet little bouncing tits. I tweaked a nipple and she gave a high pitched squeak of surprise. I decided I was going to play with her a bit. "I'm going to finish inside you Emerald. You'll accept it. Amy is still a bit young to get pregnant, and we aren't engaged yet, so you're going to have my children for her. It'll ruin your reputation, but I don't actually care. Do you?"

The answering head shake was accompanied by a groan of pleasure and I grinned down at her. I wasn't going to knock her up, I had tow pregnant women already and I was already going to be busy, but I was going to creampie this little bitch every night until she figured out I wasn't letting her get pregnant. I could feel the twisted knot of desire inside her as we fucked, and it was frankly amazing.

Emerald was desperate for my baby. Not because she wanted me, though that was starting, but because she thought it would make Amy's life easier, and because deep down, the idea that people would look at her and sneer at the disgusting little pervert princess who got impregnated by some unknown person out of wedlock made her so hot her panties would have combusted if she'd been wearing any. She was fucking gagging for it.

I felt my balls start to clench up, but I clamped down on the impending orgasm. I wanted her Brand, and I was pretty sure I knew how to do it. I leaned down as I fucked her, concentrating on the feel of her pussy, the sound of my cock stuffing her, and whispered in her ear. "You Emerald nobles are tamers right? You can make contracts of equals and not just bind beasts. Do you want to make one with me? Do you want to be the first Emerald slut to surrender her pussy to tame an animal?"

She shuddered at the degradation, because she was REALLY into that, but nodded. I grinned. It wouldn't be a contract of equals obviously. I was going to use the bond as consent to Brand her. I wanted the points, wanted this pussy permanently, and wanted the help she could give me. I was going to take all of that from her tonight, and make her thank me as I did it. I murmured in her ear again. Asking her how to perform the binding, and she told me, too fuck drunk to bother sugar coating it.

It was simple enough, so I leaned down and I bit her. I sunk my teeth into her shoulder, focusing on making her mine. On binding her to me, even as I shoved my cock so deep into her I couldn't fit another inch. She grunted and bit down on my own shoulder, mixing our blood together and initiating the taming contract. I could feel the Brand forming this time, slower than usual, probably something to do with the amount of power she had, but I decided to imprint it on her pubic mound, I wanted my mark right over that cute little cunt.

I sped up my fucking as she sunk her teeth in deeper, feeling my balls tighten again and not bothering to hold back, I let my orgasm build, but I reached out with my abilities and suppressed hers. Not enough to stop it but enough to edge her along as I gathered steam. I strummed her desire for my cum as I did it, building her higher and higher but keeping it on a knife's edge to stop her from exploding. I was going to make sure this hot little bitch never thought about anything but my cock any time she was in sight of me.

Her cunt got wetter with every shove, tighter, and hotter. And I grinned as I came close. When it was finally time to cum I slammed my dick full force into her cervix and triggered a cascading avalanche of ecstasy from her pussy as I nutted right into her fucking womb. Several simultaneous orgasms from different body parts all amplified to maximum output crashed down on her even as I emptied my balls into her spasming pussy. She threw her head back and screamed like a banshee as her body was wracked with spasms close to fucking seizures squirting all over my cock as her eyes rolled up.

Despite the massive amount of pleasure though, she didn't black out. She lay there, staring up at the ceiling, mewling and cooing like a fucking idiot as her brain tried to recover from short circuiting, but she was conscious at least. I watched the brand finish forming over her pussy and pulled out with a satisfying slurp, watching her pretty little cunt drip my cum all over her bedspread. Hildie would need to change those sheets. As I grabbed her peachy little ass and yanked her against me she mewled louder and snuggled into my chest. My grin only got wider as I saw the message I'd been waiting for.

[Congratulations host! D rank Emerald noble stolen. One million points awarded.]

Fuck that felt almost as good as the little bitch cuddled into my side. Almost. On second thought, I flipped her over and spread her ass cheeks, the princess slut too out of it to complain. I'd always wanted to buttfuck a princess. I was sure this wouldn't be my last time, but I'd make sure it was memorable for being my first. Hell, I was so pleased I even decided to use lube. And people say I can't be nice.

March 5th 2016 Gemworld 10:00 AM EDT

Waking up naked with a pretty little princess curled into my side was nice. Hearing her mewl in satisfaction when I moved was moreso. Every hole she had was pretty much demolished, and if not for my own abilities via Eros and Psych I was about ninety percent sure she would be pregnant. Possibly with twins. I climbed out of the bed, ignoring her moans of complaint and went to go take a shower. When I got back, I pulled the comforter aside and slapped a cute little ass cheek sharply to wake her up. Emerald squeaked and bolted upright looking around groggily until she noticed me.

She started to blush and cover her sweet little tits, but seemed to think better of it and let the blanket fall down in front of her so they remained bare for me. Her eyes were trained on the bed and I reached out to tilt her chin up, pleasantly surprised as she took a finger in her mouth and sucked on it greedily, just anxious to have some bit of me inside her again. As hot as it was though, I had questions, so I cleared my throat to get her attention and she jerked back, blinking up at me woozily.

The disappointment in her eyes as she let the finger fall from her mouth was pretty entertaining. When she finally spoke, her voice was raspy, possibly from all the face fucking she'd taken last night. Even my energizing cum could only restore so much energy, and I could hear the exhaustion in her tone, but she sounded pleased anyway. "My lord, I did not expect to see you here this morning. I thought you would need to return to your chambers lest Amaya notice your absence when she came to call."

I chuckled, grabbing the naked cum drenched princess and yanking her up into my lap. I considered fingering her while we talked, but she still seemed a little fuck drunk, and I needed her to pay attention. "Of course, Emerald. I need to take care of my pretty little princess." I leaned down to kiss her softly, since I'd realized that was her preference through her desires, and she melted into my lips. I could literally feel her heart fluttering as we kissed, and it was almost laughably easy.

Emerald was fun in bed. Most women were if they weren't prudes or so annoying they ruined it (yes, it was possible, I fucked one girl who SANG while she was cumming, and I'd ended that shit quick, shame too because she had a fat ass) but Emerald was so submissive that I could literally do whatever I wanted with her. While I had more than one subby girl, most of them were mouthy or begging submissives. Emerald had this shy permissiveness that made every depraved thing I used her body for feel like I was corrupting a saintess or something. It was absurdly hot.

So when we kissed she wasn't sloppy or overt. She was hesitant and gently as I probed her mouth with mine, and the soft whine of contentment made me want to pat her head or something. Instead I stroked her hair as I pulled back. "You did wonderfully last night pet, did you enjoy the things I did to you?" She shuddered, a full body quake of lust as I called her that. Being a tamer and having made a contract with me, Emerald took the concept of petplay to a whole new level.

It made her melt when I reminded her that she belonged to me now, and she damn well knew it too. The connection between a tamer and their beast was close enough that she could actually feel the Brand where the other girls couldn't. It had taken it a while to settle. She leaned her head into my chest, nodding softly. "Yes my lord. You take excellent care of me. Might this pet be so presumptuous to ask when she might serve her mistress alongside you?"

I'd gotten her hooked, but she was still almost obsessed with the thought of fucking Amy. Not that I blamed her, and that actually provided a change of subject I needed anyway. "Not yet, pet. But speaking of that, I want to know what I need to expect when I return to Amaranthine to talk to Princess Graciel about my betrothal to Amaya. Am I likely to run into much resistance?" I knew the marriage would be good for both parties, but I also knew politicians. Regardless of world, those crooked fucks would hack their own foot off if it meant you would buy them a second pair of shoes.

Emerald bit her lip. "I suspect you will my lord. Not enough to make things impossible, but the Princess will be under pressure to ensure you provide appropriate benefits. I imagine they'll want either a large dowry, or they'll send you to undertake some nearly impossible quest. The penalty for failing the quest will be something beneficial to them but not to you, and they'll expect you to forfeit. Most likely a provision to force you to join house Amethyst as a consort."

That had been about what I was expecting unfortunately. "Damn, I can't even describe how fun that doesn't sound. But fine, I'll take care of it. Have to make sure we get our hands on Amy." I leaned down to kiss her, drawing out another needy groan. "If you're good and help me like I need, I'll even let you be there for the wedding night. I know how much you like my cum. You can lick her clean before bed when I finish in her." She gave another ragged shudder of primal lust and I grinned internally.

Sadly this wasn't really productive, so I had to refocus on the subject at hand. I'd found that it took a LOT longer to fuck a D ranked girl into submission. They could take far more dick than any of my other girls could, and I could basically blast their brains with orgasms in a way that would render any of my lower ranked women comatose. I'd expected that since I's fucked Zee I knew what it was like, but as someone who had her rank from pure casting, Zee didn't have the physical advantages of Emerald. Gemworlders weren't dragons, but the higher rankers were qualitatively better in almost every way.

I forced myself to focus back up. "So, what do you think they're going to ask me to do? For the quest or whatever?" If it was something too crazy I could always kidnap Amy now. It would burn a shitload of bridges and functionally cut off long term access to Gemworld (plus probably get my damn town leveled in retribution) but with Emerald belonging to me now, I had that option. Convincing her I was acting for her best interests would be easier with my cuddly little pet to whisper in her friend's ear.

Emerald looked uncertain, but foraged ahead with her guess. "I'd say probably something to do with Dark Opal. He's basically the only irreconileable enemy they have. Any action against another house might break a detente, but Dark Opal and Amethyst have been at war since as far back as anyone can remember. You can do basically whatever you want to him and they don't need to worry about it. You can't really hate someone more than those two hate each other. As for the nature of the task I can't really say. Theft perhaps? Or some kind of attack?"

Honestly with Cherry any theft would be feasible, and my own new tricks would make it entirely possible to stage an attack. I wouldn't be able to kill anyone above D rank (at least not without cheating a lot) but a siege or something was doable. Anyway, it wasn't too late to dip out later. I had the only necklace, so if worst came to work and I had to throw out the baby with the bathwater they couldn't follow me. I just had to head down to Amaranthine and figure out what the fuck they wanted.

It was a lot easier to feel optimistic now that I was at a million plus points. I made a mental note to bring Zee along so I could get a Brand on that thick ass of hers. Though probably not literally. Be a shame not to leave my mark on one of those huge tits. With that out of the way I turned to my plans for today. I dropped a hand down and circled it over Emeralds clit a few times before I shoved two fingers up her, getting sharp gasp of excitement. I felt her cunt start to soak and grip my fingers. I might not have her outwardly slutted out yet, but I'd trained this hole up right.

I leaned down to nip lightly at her neck. "Now, lets talk about our day pet. Tell me what you're going to be doing while we explore the city." I curled my fingers, scraping them over her G spot as she rolled her hips. I groped one of her cute little tits while I waited for her to answer, twisting a nipple as I imagine getting it pierced and maybe stringing some chains on it so I could lead her around like a puppy on a leash.

Her voice was breathy as she resp0nded. "I'm to speak to Amaya my lord. Convince her of your virtues, and to make sure she sees the wisdom in going through with the marriage." She wriggled against me, curdling into me as needily as possible to try to get more of the pleasure I was giving. She took a shuddering breath. "If my lord wishes, you may use your pet again as you see fit. Please remind me of your greatness so it might be imprinted on my mind when I speak to Amaya" Her voice was low and needy and I grinned at the lust she was obviously feeling.

I reached down and lifted her slightly, unbuttoning the clean pants I'd put on and pulling out my cock. I pressed the head to her already healed up rosebud and started forcing her down my dick an inch at a time. She keened and her cunt fluttered on my still inserted fingers. I leaned down and bit her ear, whispering to her. "Is my pet trying to tell her master what he can do with her body."

Emerald gave a joyful moan. "No master, this pet would never. My lord is free to use his princess however he sees fit. Your pet will take whatever discipline you like." I groaned as I worked her up and down my cock. Her pussy had been tight, but this ass was a fucking vice grip, she grunted every time I shoved into her, her cunt clenching on my fingers, getting wetter and wetter with every inch I stuffed into her.

I needed to go meet Amy, but I was having too much fun to finish this too quickly. I shoved her face into the mattress, leaving her ass in the air as I fucked her cute peachy little booty. Her tight smooth cheeks slapped against my hips as I pounded into her, and the mewling was replaced by screams of joy that she shoved her face into the bed to muffle, I flicked her clit and rubbed at her G spot as I slammed into her and she started cumming without even needing me to use Eros and Psyche.

I assfucked her into the bed like that for the next twenty minutes or so until I finally felt my balls clench up. I blew my load as deep into her as I could get and I felt her cunt spasm with one last strong orgasm. I pulled out and slapped her cute little ass as a compliment then rolled her over, staring into her flushed, wide eyed face. "Little tease, now we're going to be late. Suck my cock clean and go get dressed pet. It's time take you for your walk." The little princess didn't even flinch before inhaling the cock I'd just pulled out of her asshole. I was pretty sure princesses might be my new favorite thing.

March 8th 2016 Gemworld 1:00 PM EDT

The next few days were a whirlwind of activity. By which I meant lots of fucking. Mostly Emerald, but I made sure Barbie got plenty of dick too. All good things, however, must end. Eventually Amy tracked me down to let me know that we had been requested at the capital. Her mother had been apprised of everything, and Graciel had sent a few people to begin subtly mining up the Amethyst. Now I was expected to come back to begin negotiations of Amy's dowry, since I was going to be taking away their heir.

During the wait I was at least able to convert some more of my townspeople. I ended up at one point two five million points after days of hard work. Sadly I didn't manage to get any more F rankers from the conversions, but at the very least my G rank forces had been filled out thanks to the faster regeneration and chalice charging capabilities of my new bloodline. I now had two hundred and fifty G ranked villagers with the vital tempest bloodline, which made them all stupidly effective workers.

I'd even arranged to rent some of their services to the house of Amethyst as miners, since they weren't able to move too many people over without arousing suspicion. At least not until they managed to swindle my town away from house Emerald. My own Emerald had actually been brought in on things after I Branded her (Amy had been thrilled in the trust I was showing her friend) so she was going to be able to help us out with the acquisition somewhat.

With all that taken care of we headed for Amaranthine, with Emerald heading back to her own capital city albeit somewhat unhappily. She promised to come to Amaranthine to visit as soon as she got news on the town from her people. She wasn't anticipating problems with it. Since Lord Town was so low ranked right now even if it was a bit interesting, she was pretty sure she could get it for us as a betrothal gift.

Amaranthine was busy as hell when we arrived there. The streets overflowing with people who seemed to be celebrating. I turned to Amy, raising an eyebrow as we walked in the front gate of the city. "What's got all of them so over the moon? I wouldn't think that a betrothal would be big enough news to get everyone so excited. Does it really matter to them that much that we're engaged?"

She smiled at me brightly. "Of course it does. I'm their princess. My marriage is a huge event, not to mention there's bound to be a festival to celebrate. This is also an excuse to get off work, to party, to participate in games and competitions. Holiday's aren't common. We have banquets for my mother and aunt's birthday, and one for my own as well, but those don't involve the whole kingdom, only the nobility. Big productions like that happen once every ten or twenty years at best."

I could actually kind of understand that. Life here probably sucked for most people. Maybe not as bad as in a normal medieval society, but still, bread and circuses were always popular with the peasantry. Or hell, maybe some of it was genuine patriotism. Nothing to make you love your people like knowing the ones next door would kill you if they got the chance. Plus the whole bloodline thing was just recipe for xenophobia. Whatever the reason, this whole thing was a good sign. It would be a huge loss of face for them to publicize this if they weren't planning to go through with it.

Arriving at the palace, we were met by a pair of E ranked guards and escorted back to the receiving chamber. I mounted the platform again and waited patiently to be level with Graciel again. I bowed at the waist, in deference to her royal status. "You majesty. I trust you were pleased with the results of the princess's report?" I didn't trust that actually, at least not all of it. But there was plenty to be happy about and reminding her of that might temper her reaction, not that I knew what that would be.

This part was going to be a bit unpredictable. Graciel was an effective Princess from what I'd heard, but she wasn't very detached. She favored her family, and Amy in particular was the apple of her eye. This betrothal was good for the country, but she'd ignored those conditions before. No, if I wanted this to work I needed to make her aware of how much Amy wanted me. She needed to believe this was in her daughter's best interests, or she wouldn't let this happen.

Sending Amy with me back home under guard was one thing, but letting her get married was another. Luckily, Mordiel was on my side. Soft spot or not, she knew if Amy married out then Graciel was short an heir. It made her standing in the kingdom much less stable. Having an heir meant that any grievances would carry on to the next generation, which made people cautious. Unless you could pop the monarch and the heir all at once there was no way to be sure they wouldn't get revenge later. Hell, having more than one helped, it was why noble houses on earth used to shoot for an 'heir and a spare'.

Luckily Graciel didn't seem too angry, just pensive. She watched Amy's face, saw how close she was standing to me on the platform, and seemed to weigh all of it. Amy had followed me up here so she could be by my side for this. Graciel gave me a measuring look before sighing. "Yes. Very pleased with the results. We've been told your quarry will be enough to supply us for quite a while. But that isn't the only happy news is it. Tell us, what makes you think you're worthy to marry our daughter?"

The royal we wasn't a great sign in this context. It provided distance from the situation, which might mean she was planning to do something distressing. I chose to believe it was more of an observation of formality when she was under extreme scrutiny though. I put an arm around Amy. "I think Amy is the only one who can decide that. She was the one who proposed to me, and I accepted because she's a very special girl and I've grown to care about her in our time together. I want her to be mine."

That last bit was the cold hard truth, though it wouldn't be taken in the manner I meant it. Amy, as expected, flushed bright red at the words, which seemed to annoy Graciel. She didn't mention it outright though, choosing to keep her focus on me. She'd long since made it clear to everyone that Amy was allowed to choose her own husband. Since she chose me, breaking us up would contradict her own edict, but not making me work for it would make everyone think she was soft and that I'd outsmarted her.

I wasn't looking forward to whatever this task was. She would give me something insane, and if I could do it then it would prove I was amazing, if I couldn't it would prove she was superior, and she could just play magnanimous and say I could marry Amy but had to marry into Amethyst, which I wasn't going to do. "Very well. You've certainly proven your spirit. It does our heart glad to see our daughter's chosen man stand tall even in the face of our power. But you must prove your capabilities to do so. Knowing one's worth is a valuable trait. Arrogance is not, and only ability provides a distinction."

I gave a solemn nod. As expected. Still I respected the sentiment, and it was hard not to imagine proving my 'ability' to her, especially since drinking in that milfy body would be a huge breach of protocol right now. Luckily I had perfect recall so I could recall every curve without needing to avert my eyes and ruin the impression I had going. So I looked her in the eye. "I'm not afraid of a challenge your majesty. I'll prove whatever I need to. Amaya belongs with me, and I plan to make that clear to everyone."

Well, she belonged TO me, even if she didn't know it yet, but it was pretty much the same thing. A flicked of a smile lifted one corner of her mouth. "Very well then. You have provided us with many stones, but none of true worth. I charge you to retrieve one such gem. A Duke ranked Amethyst stolen by our hated enemy. We know not what his plans for it may be,or if he has any at all, but it has languished in his care for far too long. You will find it and retrieve it, either by guile or force."

Amy pulled out of my grip, looking shocked. "Mother! That's too much. Dark Opal is a Lord, one of the most powerful of them. How is Nicholas supposed to infiltrate his territory. What if the Amethyst is with him personally? This is extremely dangerous! I beg you to reconsider. Please pick something else!" Her voice was agitated and frantic, which was a pretty good sign that she was worried about me. It was nice to know my effort was paying off. Unfortunately she had little grasp on what exactly was going on, so she was pretty much arguing the wrong case.

Since Graciel wanted me to fold, giving me a dangerous impossible task was par for the course. If I actually died it wouldn't really be a loss for her since she already knew where the quarries were, and if I didn't then she would get some good benefits. Naturally she expected the former, since to someone from Gemworld something like this would be regarded as an obvious suicide mission. This part was supposed to be a formality in her opinion. She'd gone all out and expected me to just give up without trying.

Naturally I wasn't doing that, but I also couldn't just accept in public because then Dark Opal would know I was coming. Stealing from a B ranker was possible if I was careful. Stealing from a B ranker who EXPECTED me was going to be exactly as suicidal as everyone thought it would be. Luckily, accepting the task would be lunacy. I furrowed my brow. "This...your majesty, perhaps we could talk about this? Could you assign me another task? From what Amaya is saying I have no chance of accomplishing this mission. Must you make things difficult for me?"

Her eyes flashed with a gleam of pleasure, but she suppressed the internal smirk I knew must be forming before it crept onto her lips. "Are you worthy of us making things difficult for? We have made our will known. There will be no compromise. If you wish to marry our daughter, especially our of our family, you must prove yourself. Unless the situation changes we can only dismiss your concerns." I opened my mouth, my face painted with unhappiness, but she waved a hand imperiously. "Go. You may think on our words, do not seek our counsel again unless you accomplish this task...or seek to admit your failure."

Yup, there it was. That little monologue told me one thing though. Why she was annoyed. This whole situation was good for her and worked fine, but she'd heard about what happened at the proposal. She was pissed because she thought I had tricked Amy into putting her position as heir in jeopardy. If it had been an accident or Amy's call she probably would have been less tyrannical when she laid down the law, but that was fine. I turned as if I was angry, the platform lowering before I stalked out of the hall, Amy looking after me in shock and horror at what this situation had turned into.

Poor girl had absolutely no clue what was really going on. It was lucky for her I'd decided to take her for myself. No one that straightforward had any place being in charge of a country. She wasn't stupid, but she didn't think in enough layers to be a politician. Regardless, this had gone about as well as expected. Now I just needed to lie low for a bit before setting out. After all, once word got out that I was locked up in hiding licking my wounds Dark Opal would have no reason to be on guard. By the time anyone realized I was taking on this supposedly impossible mission I'd be back here with the Amethyst. Well, and some other stuff. It would be stupid to go on vacation and not pick up a few souvenirs.