Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 41

Rosila laughed, beginning to lightly stroke her labia. Though not quite stimulating, the very fact that another woman was touching her sent trickles of excitement through Vixin. "Ah, it's true then. Don't worry your pretty little head, no one witnessed your scandalous 'training' session, as his Holiness informed me directly."

Though seemingly impossible, Vixin's surprise increased further than ever, experiencing a deep sensation of confusion with hints of betrayal. Her father had spoken of their intimacy? Should she scream? Cry? Moan?

"Oh, don't look so sad, I'm the only being that knows." Rosila said, nearly able to taste him on her lips. She had been kneeling when he had relayed every detail, a dutiful Sage to her God Emperor. "You should be happy to know how much he enjoyed you..."

Vixin quivered as Rosila's middle finger pressed gently between her lower lips, gliding without pushing fully inside.

"It appears you did as well, feeling just how wet you already are." She chuckled. "Of course his revelation served a purpose, little Vixin. He had explained his wishes for The Sages to slowly introduce the acceptance of familial sexual relations into the general population. Remember my teachings? We'll work subtly at first, manipulating them until such ideas can be said aloud without resistance. I suspect one day your little lovemaking will be recorded in the official imperial records. 'The compassionate benevolence of The God Emperor, assisting Princess Vixin in becoming a woman'. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Forcing herself to glare at her mistress, she could only groan with lust into her gag. Would everyone one day know of her shame? The thought caused a quiver between her legs.

Grinning with satisfaction Rosila carefully began to tease her apprentice's sensitive clit with a single finger, moving painfully slow with hardly any pressure. "How correct I was to predict what a slut you'd become. Allow me another confession. Tonight I bring no teachings, no words of knowledge for your ongoing training. I spoke the truth when I stated that we shall focus on trust, as you've trusted me to restrain you, yet tonight is simply about my indulgence..."

She removed her finger, instead placing both hands to hold Vixin's thighs as she moved in closer.

"You'll be rewarded as I've promised, yet I'm going to finally taste what's mine. After what you've done with your own father, can you truly complain?" She questioned, pressing her lips for a gentle kiss upon Vixin's soft thigh.

In reaction she squirmed, unable to do anything as she felt another kiss closer to her aching vagina.

"You may struggle, or you can simply relax and enjoy. I care little either way." Rosila said, kissing even closer.

Attempting to clench her thighs shut, Vixin felt a final kiss before Rosila moved to the other thigh, working her way back up. She seemed to drag out each moment, causing her exposed labia to tingle with excitement. Hadn't she often dreamed of a moment like this, a beautiful woman between her legs? She had been FAR too ashamed to ever act upon it, keenly aware of her own mother's reputation with female slaves, yet wasn't that the same reluctance she had already acted upon with Dominax?

Rosila moaned against her soft skin, taking in her sweet scent. She approached, so torturously close to her goal before pulling away.

Vixin pulled at her bindings, not sure whether she should beg for her to stop or scream for her to continue.

Leaning over her she kissed her navel, granting her skin a slow lick. "How delectable it is to know of your pregnancy, even while your adorable belly remains so flat." She said, kissing it again. "Such a slutty womb...carrying the baby of your father..."

Vixin moaned, nearly desperate to feel her lips between her legs. Hadn't she vowed to claim what she craved? To never fall away from her desires out of fear? Her reluctance slowly slipped away, causing her to attempt to buck her hips in arousal.

Placing her hands on Vixin's hips Rosila slowly continued to work her way down, kissing every inch that separated her from her prize.

Almost able to taste her anticipation after such a grueling teasing, Vixin whimpered with lust into her gag as her lips finally made contact with a sensual kiss upon her labia.

Rosila moaned, savoring the taste of her juices as she ran her tongue between her folds.

Having only ever experienced another's mouth upon her most intimate areas in her fantasies, Vixin felt a wave of pleasure trickle through her. She clenched her thighs, unable to move them before relaxing.

Slowly, she dragged her tongue up her apprentice's needy lower lips, then downwards, appreciating every second. She then pulled back, teasing the Princess's throbbing clit with her finger. "It's a shame I wasn't allowed to taste you before you lost your virginity...though your daddy certainly saw to that. He described just how tight you are...did you feel yourself stretch on his cock?"

Vixin moaned loudly as she felt her tongue return, no longer bothering to conceal her pleasure. She had committed herself to crossing the boundaries she desired. No longer would she bring her reluctance forth as a shield, instead allowing her head to fall back to utterly enjoy the expert touch of her mistress.

Teasing her folds, Rosila moved with a deliberately slow sensuality, coaxing every ounce of pleasure from her subject as if they were familiar lovers. She felt Vixin subtly tremble as she moved to hold onto her thighs, using her movements to know the exact pace to ensure she remained quivering.

Vixin's mind ran wild, feeling as if she'd collapse under her touch. Rosila's ample experience at pleasuring the population had resulted in nothing short of a master, forcing Vixin's hips to subconsciously rock as her body begged for more.

Her tongue moved to focus on her clit, alternating back and forth from slow licks to a gentle sucking. She assessed every subtle twitch, knowing exactly when to back away from her sensitive bud to slide between her labia.

Within minutes of her skillful touch Vixin's woefully inexperienced pussy could no longer withstand the pleasure, forcing her entire body to seize as she orgasmed.

Rosila opened her mouth, taking in every drop of her juices as her tongue continued until Vixin was left gasping into her gag.

"You're a squirter! Oh little Vixin...you really shouldn't have allowed me to discover that." Rosila teased with a moan, rubbing her clit with her thumb.

Still recovering from her climax, Vixin squirmed as Rosila quickly resumed her work. Using two fingers to spread her open, her tongue set its full attention upon her sensitive bud.

Vixin's toes curled, moaning into her gag as she remained entirely at her mistress's mercy. She pulled at their wrist cuffs, wishing to reach down and force her head closer between her legs.

"If only I could have tasted you after he filled you..." Rosila moaned, using her fingers as her mouth momentarily pulled away. "Perhaps I'll still get that chance."

Her finger moved over her clit in a circular motion, careful to avoid over stimulating her for now.

"You're not the only woman in this chamber to be granted a holy child. I bore him a daughter many years ago, did you know? You have a sister, not quite as old as yourself. Your father claimed my womb just as he did yours..." Rosila recounted, savoring the memory. "You're quite lucky to be of his blood, for your sons shall surely breed many women..."

The thought forced a deep groan from Vixin, her loins aching as she briefly sensed the new life within her womb. Would her future children share her libido, spreading her bloodline across the continent? Her maternal instincts flared, wishing to be filled again the moment she gave birth.

Rosila leaned back in, burying her tongue into Vixin's tight entrance. Her finger continued its work, steadily building her pleasure.

Each moment drove her towards the edge once more, her body shaking with pleasure before it finally burst free. She convulsed in her restraints, pulling hard. The sensation of being bound and unable to move only drove her climax further, whimpering in submission.

Rosila moaned, greedily lapping at her soaking lower lips before pulling back. "Thank The Creator...."

Vixin struggled to recover, her pussy burning with sensitivity as she felt her mistress's fingers slow down to grant her a break. Her feminine chest heaved, taking heavy breaths through her gag.

Softly, Rosila flicked her tongue from side to side, striking Vixin's clit each time. She clenched her silver eyes shut, enduring the glorious sensation.

When she had tormented her apprentice adequately, Rosila returned to her bound thighs and began kissing them once more. Utterly devoted to The God Emperor, she couldn't help but moan at knowing his blood ran through Vixin's veins. She was pleasuring the very offspring of a God, tasting her juices and flawlessly soft skin.

"Your father and I can't wait to watch that belly of yours grow with his child. A child of divine mother and father, it can only be a miracle." Rosila said before licking up her inner thigh.

Vixin moaned, feeling satisfaction even while knowing Dominax would almost certainly force their child to be gifted to a family of the general population after its birth. There would be others of course, as she held no intention of stopping with either The God Emperor or whomever remained lucky enough for her eyes to land on. What had been unlocked within her could never be reversed, nor did she want it to be. She'd have all she craved, as was her birthright.

"This poor little pussy..." Rosila teased, watching the subtle contractions of her lower lips caused by her pleasure. "We're nearly done, though only after you've cum twice more. I want to watch as you squirt."

Vixin readied herself, feeling her mistress's hand teasing her lower folds. Then, she moaned, arching her back as Rosila began her work.

Using two fingers from one hand to part her labia, she used the other hand to slide back and forth over her clit rapidly. Then sensation quickly overwhelmed Vixin, causing bursts of pleasure to erupt between her legs.

Laughing seductively as she rubbed back and forth, Rosila watched as Vixin fruitlessly attempted to move her hips away, unable to escape her skillful touch. Her royal legs strained, attempting to break free before she simply tried to raise her hips.

Within minutes she climaxed, allowing Rosila to lean in close with her tongue stretched outwards as if desperate to catch her juices. Vixin squirted hard, drenching her mistress's face as she struggled to withstand her orgasm.

With her third climax eventually fading, Rosila slowed for mere moments before resuming, rubbing her hand back and forth wildly.

With only her youthful exploration into masturbation, Vixin had never pleasured herself nearly as well as her mistress. Her lower lips throbbed, forcing her hips to shake.

Crying out minutes later, she once more found herself toppling over the edge of her limit, cumming uncontrollably.

Rosila buried her tongue deeply, tasting her handiwork.

"Ooooohhhh good girl...cum for me!" She taunted, allowing Vixin's juices to drip down her chin when she pulled her face away. "Prove what a little slut The God Emperor's daughter is!"

Vixin's silver eyes rolled back, her gorgeous body convulsing before finally going limp. She gasped for air, feeling tingling remnants of pleasure trickling throughout her loins.

Slowly, as if gazing down upon her prey Rosila rose to her feet. She did nothing to clean her face, as if enjoying the feeling of her royal juices.

Vixin struggled to raise her head, meeting her mistress's eyes as she released a final deep moan.

"A perfect sight...there truly is beauty in this destructive world." Rosila said, gently caressing Vixin's thigh to calm her.

Breathing through her gag, Vixin gave a submissive whimper, utterly defeated by her ecstasy.

"Remember this moment, little Princess, for I shall not always remain so merciful. You've pleased The God Emperor sufficiently, an act that should be rewarded, yet next time..."

Vixin heard her chuckle, watching as she licked her fingers.

"Next time you'll wonder if our imperial language consists of sufficient ways to beg."