I'll Give You What You Want

Firmly, she reached down under the Queen's hips, and found exactly what she'd hoped to find. Her other hand reached out, and cupped that left breast, lifting it and letting it fall gently into her palm. The Queen's breath quickened slightly, and she started rubbing those lips, kneading the underside of her breast. "Anytime you're ready, My Queen." The Queen reciprocated, one of her lower arms cupping her bush, slipping between the shaft and her lips, stroking her back and fore, and another two, one lower, one upper, started cupping Lea's breasts, teasing and framing the nipples with her fingertips. Lea gasped a little. Okay, she was probably in for some wounded pride. But it was beginning to feel, hell, it already was feeling, like it was going to be worth it. That final hand came up, and pulled her lower lip teasingly.

"I saw you staring at these lips, thief. I know you want them. I know you were thinking, thinking about how they'd feel round yours, or around that fuzzy peach of yours" Her fingers kept rubbing, and Lea was torn between cursing and moaning "Maybe, if you really please me, I'll... Mmm, yes, like that, thief... I'll sit down on my breeding chair, push you up against these breasts, and let you sink into them." The fingers briefly touched her clit, and Lea did moan. Then mewled with need, quietly, as they slipped back into rubbing, making her wet and horny. "I'll let you think about that, about that softness, while you're serving me so well... Ahhh, firmer... Firmer on my breasts, I love it when my Drones are rough with them..." Lea did just that, squeezing the underside and teasing her from below, and it was the Queen's turn to cry out in pleasure, in raw, animal need.

Lea felt smug, and it no doubt showed on her face, because the Queen, in between gasps, lowered that teasing hand to her shoulder, and spoke. "Ahhh, my Warriors... You may begin now, as she's... Mmmmm... Ready." And her lips were spread, firmly by two fingers each, kneading her, as the first of the Warriors slide inside her... And inside her... And she yelped at the length, before beginning to moan, not able to help herself, as she was fucked, the Warrior's hands moving to grip her ass as he slowly thrust inside of her, pulling out almost to his full length before continuing. She was really full, and it was damn good, helped by the reassurance that maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't be sore for a few days, just... She gasped, as the queen's thumb dextrously flicked her clit, still kneading her, and she pumped her hips backward, her pussy clenching, pressured as she came, head stretched back, all over that bee cock... And then some.

She was still panting with the exertion, and her hand had gripped the Queen's breast, fingers thrusting into her pussy. It was the Queen's turn to shudder, arms tensing as she came, panting and quivering under Lea's touch. She grinned, weakly. A draw, so fa-hhh? The Queen's breast, with her fingers sinking deep, was soft, but her nipples were thrust out, and she noticed two things at once.

A golden dripping, leaking out of the breast she was holding, kneading. And that sweet smell, that really sweet, belly warming smell. Her panting intensified, and she'd completely forgotten her pride. She wasn't even trying to hide her needy gasps now. And the Queen's other hand cupped her chin, turning her away from that delicious sight, and licked her lips.

"Ohhh, thief, you can milk me to your heart's content, because it feels so good, but you're not allowed to lick until I order it. Besides..." She smiled, leaned forward, and kissed Lea's forehead, briefly teasing with her tongue "...I thought you'd learned your lesson..." Lea groaned as she withdrew, her lust and desire to just clamp her mouth round that breast warring with her shame, and her wounded pride. It was almost a welcome distraction when the first Warrior thrust, hard inside here, and his sticky spunk flooded her pussy. They'd really built up a load, and Lea felt a further wave of relief as it withdrew, releasing all that pressure. She even took satisfaction in the way it dripped down her thighs, before another, similar cock started pushing and pumping, with only a short break.

She gritter her teeth, as much from pleasure as annoyance, and annoyance won, for just a brief moment, as the Queen laughed "Ohhh, only six more to go, thief. Six more hard cocks, and they've all got a lot of cum to fill you with. Why, I won't need to order my Drones to fertilise you, you'll be so full..." Lea growled, slid her hand up, the Queen's breast dropping, and, both fingers on either side, she squeezed. Hard, adding another finger to the Queen's pussy. The Queen squealed, then put that free hand to her mouth in shock, eyes widened, and skin flushing. Her mouth set, and she gripped Lea's kneading hand, pushing it down to squeeze harder. And her honey flowed over Lea's fingers and wrist, giving her that familiar, fiery feeling. She started teasing Lea's clit, and Lea couldn't help herself from a juddering climax, and would have fallen to her knees, faint, if the Warrior and Queen alike weren't holding her up. Fucking her.

The Queen leaned down again, hand still firm over Lea's, and narrowed her eyes, grinning openly now. "Oh yes, thief... I love getting milked, and now you know how to milk me, that's what you're going to concentrate on. I'll leave you in the Warrior's capable hands while I make myself ready for you to give me exactly what I love the most."

Withdrawing, licking her soaking fingers (Had Lea come that much? Erieth!), she swaggered over to a pedestal, and another, curved one behind it. Placing her abdomen delicately in between the two, she lay on her back, spreading her wet lips (Lea at least took satisfaction that her Queen had a wet pussy too), and motioned, beckoning with one finger. "Walk her onto my belly, Warrior. I'll make it easy, before I spread my legs for one of my Drones." Lea felt herself lifted up, impaled on this stupidly long cock, and couldn't do much more than gasp, legs limp, as she was carried, bouncing ever so slightly with each step, and slid, over the Queen's slightly plump belly. She could hear another entering, presumably a Drone, and the Queen's stomach shifted slightly as she spread her legs wide. Meanwhile, two of her hands pinched Lea's breasts, alternating between almost-painful pinching, and a firm, kneading grip, and her other two guided Lea's hands to her breasts, now looking even bigger. The Queen's look was fully imperious now, and her hands were like bands of iron around Lea's wrists. "You, thief, will be firm. You will grip my breasts hard, below the nipples, as much below as your tiny hands can grip, and you're going to squeeze, pushing up as you go. I can tell you've never milked before, so these are orders, and I'll give those nipples of yours a real pinching if you don't follow them." She turned softer. "You'll have five more to go, soon, and I think I'll cum just as much from the knowledge your pussy will drip all over me, and you'll still feel properly full. But it's okay..." Her hands withdrew, and the Queen smeared both her palms over the honeyed nipple, smiling... "I'm going to let you know just how much I appreciate the milking."

Lea gasped "Erieth, that... Please, My Queen, if you do that, I'll - eeeeee!" Those sticky hands closed around her breasts, and she couldn't help it... She was cumming so loud, and all her pride just melted under the wave of sensations. When she'd recovered, she felt another dick, pushing at her pussy, and the Queen's lower hands, guiding her in the rough movements of milking as she grinned malevolently. Then her smile turned honey sweet, and her voice was loving, caring, a strange facade that still felt fitting.

"Oh, you are a bad girl who needs to be punished, and you've realised why this is such a punishment..." Honey was already seeping, and most of it was getting on their hands. "...But once you've milked me, and cum a few times, I'm sure I'll let the last warrior push you down on my honey covered breasts, and you can moan as loudly as you want, because it'll be into my mouth. Oh..." one of her hands withdrew, and Lea carried on milking without thinking, entranced by the sight of the Queen's breasts oozing, almost spouting their treasure. "...Yes, this is meant to be a punishment still, isn't it? I know... You're a proud thief, who's already feeling that pride hurt from all the cumming, more than I've came. If you plead really well, if you let me know you really want it, we'll make that a reward for letting me know you've been punished, and want to apologise. How does that sound?"

Even through the sweet smell, intensifying as they went, and the cum not only filling her pussy, coating her thighs and her Queen's belly, and the cocks, and the feeling of all that honey on her hands and tits, Lea felt herself redden. She really was beaten, and punished, not by pain, but by the humiliation of having been overconfident about her abilities, both her stealth and her lovemaking. She felt weak, and small, while the Queen, Her Queen, was big, and strong, and soft and sticky and oh, Erieth I'm going to cum so much...

She was beginning to beg while the third Warrior was fucking her, harder now that he saw the begging. And the Queen was so pleased, so delighted by the once proud thief shamelessly promising that she would serve, would be fucked any way Her Queen (and she meant that phrase) wanted, so long as she could have time between those lips, between those breasts, showing her devotion. She would give her little thief all the love and attention she wanted, and more. She'd even give her bigger breasts, all the easier to make her moan in pleasure with... But soon, all too soon, it was over.

She didn't really get pleasure from her Drones fertilising her. It was the laying that really felt good, the loving milking of herself over her beautiful babies, who would spread, and feed her, and themselves, well. Speaking of well, she hadn't gotten one like this in a while. She'd made the Queen orgasm, and she was sure this talented little thief would be rewarded, especially if she made Her Queen cum that hard every time. Still, she wasn't proud anymore, and the Queen chuckled. She had said she was experienced. She hadn't said she had an edge. After all, they should have thought of that.

Still... They were both going to be happy, now the punishment was over. And that made her smile fondly, as she began filling her new lover's belly...

Teodor settled down in his chair, flipping his beard over his shoulder as he did so, and stared down into his tankard. It was going to be another one of those. He wondered why it was him who so often told the tales round here, reminded the others that keeping their heads straight was important. But mostly, he felt tired, and a little guilty. The pouch had lifted his spirits a bit, but he knew it was her turf, and even having a reason to claim it... Well, the claiming wasn't something any adventurer found pleasure in. He huffed, and everyone quieted down. They knew that look. They knew that huff. And they all looked into their tankards too, gauging whether they needed a refill before he started.

"You may have noticed Lia isn't here tonight. Well... That makes two in a week." They crowded round, some already asking questions, and he waved them away irritably "You want to hear, or you want to jabber? Sit down, you numbskulls!" Satisifed at the silence, he huffed again. That was the way it should be. Young fools, not enough respect. A scowl, just enough to add gravity, and everyone sombered up again.

"So, my turf is on the way through Lia's. Was. Fuck. Anyway, we never normally meet, but sure enough, I heard the moans. They were muffled, but, well, they were right round the corner of the path, so I thought I'd take a look. Had to pass by anyhow. And I almost couldn't recognise her. You know how it is, sometimes we change. And sometimes, we change a lot. Didn't help that I couldn't see her face, not until I got closer."

Again, the huff. Yes, adventurers could be assholes, and they often deserved what was coming to them. They all knew that. But monsterfolk were assholes too, and it wasn't hard to work out. After all, these stories were common because they were always, always being fucked along someone's route. Didn't even matter if they changed them.

"Not that they cared. Chests dripping honey, dicks full of cum, then filling her, and back again. Gave me a real clear look, as if to let me know" Of course they let him know. "And then right back in again. Like I said, you almost couldn't recognise her, and it wasn't the usual." He paused. This part was tough to tell. "She was big. Big in the belly, big in the breasts... And those were leaking. You could tell how long they'd been there, by the puddle under her back. And her lips were golden orange, much thicker. I don't need to tell you how her face looked beyond that, you were all here at the last meetup, you know how that goes by now."

Everyone at least had the good grace to look back at their tankards now. He was sure some were empty, but he knew they wouldn't refill until he was finished. He wouldn't keep them long.

"It was pretty easy to guess, when you've done your bookwork as well as your physical training: She'd met a Queen. Must have been overconfident, thinking she'd get honey from the source. If she'd researched a little more, she would have known there are Warriors, too. Probably got a first fuck from them, so she'd be nice and horny for her. And she would have given her the best honey, the stuff we're not really allowed to sell, and filled her with eggs. That's what they were doing, see... Fertilising her before they took her back to lay for them."

He sighed, and slipped his beard back down. "Anyway, keep that in mind, I don't tell these tales for your masturbation. I tell them because I don't want to tell any more."

Nobody disagreed. Well... He thought to himself. Nobody openly disagreed. Everybody was tempted. Even he'd wondered what it would be like to suck, to switch places, and it made him distracted sometimes. He thought about retiring, then looked at his nearly empty pouch.

One more trip, maybe two. Maybe then.