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The Captain of the Knights was executed the next day on grounds of treason, and father told me that mother had caught ill. I was certain he meant to protect me from the truth though, as I swear I heard her carnal screams each time I passed the dungeons until they faded forever at the end of that month.

After that day, father made me a bird in a cage. I was dressed and learned to be the perfect lady of the court, to be the perfect bride to whatever lord holding rank above our noble household would take me. Father spoke to me little, and as I grew to resemble my late mother he lost interest in watching me at all.

But this last Spring and ten years after the night my mother betrayed me, father died, assassinated by a maid who seduced him in his weakness. She was put into the dungeons, likely to suffer the fate of all the woman who wronged my family; and now with no male heir I now rule our small but worthy throne.

Yesterday was my coronation, but many out there doubt my fresh age, or my female sex, they'll soon know that I'll stop at nothing to solidify my rule. Whether they fear or love me is their choice, but I'll make certain they follow me. Everything from the tip of my finger to the chastity I've kept safe is a weapon, and I intend to use it make this realm truly mine.

"Noble whore" they might say, let them say it. I will take my throne...

"Milady." My maid Gilda awakens me, adjusting her glasses with two fingers. She's less than human with her needle ears, but she's been loyal through father's reign. "The sun has risen, let's begin the day. If I may remind you, the crown prince of our dear kingdom is visiting tomorrow."

"Thank you Gilda, now..." I must...

>Ask Gilda about...?

>Visit among the nobility.
>Visit among the common-folk.
>Get to know the castle staff.

>Write-In

I know it's suppose to be "Loli Noble Whore" but I'm going to leave appearances vague. I hope you don't mind original anon.

>>34219946
>Writein

Rape the maids

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>34219946
Rape the maid--

>>34219990

DAMNIT.

> Visit the common - folk

> Ask Gilda how her family is.

Just because we're an evil whore doesn't mean we can't be nice to those that are loyal to us

>>34219946
>Visit among the common-folk.
One day we'll have them trained as professional soldiers what to kill our enemies with.

Visit commoners

>>34219946
Visit the nobles, noble families essentially control the land and the armies, if they take offence to us visiting the common folk that wouldn't be a good idea

>not a loli
>not even remotely close to being a whore
Wow, even when I pitch complete garbage it gets ruined.

>Ask the maid about why you're covered in sweat with the sheets all messed up.

>>34220177
We're making decisions to fix that, just wait.

>>34219946
>Ask Gilda about...?
What is on the agenda for today, and the meeting with the prince.
When is the execution for the traitorous assassin scheduled? I assume that she has been found guilty in a court of law, but legal must be observed.
Any outstanding financial or legal issues?

>>34219946
>>Ask Gilda about...?
Anything we need to know, people that want to see us, appointments that kind of thing

>Visit among the nobility.
Let's go see these fuckers afterwards

>>34219946
Visit nobles after questions

>>34219946
>Visit nobles

Ponder our envirnment and agenda, we don't know enough about this setting yet to begin making plays.

Do we know anyone very old and wise upon whom we can rely for advice? I would exercise humility regarding our abilities as a young woman, however fierce and determined in temperament, in the arena of nobility. We have a rare, if ever even precidented advantage in that we are a powerplayer in the body of a pretty yound girl, but it isn't a massive advantage and it is likely one amoung few, we need to play it smart not hard.

Judging from the erotic overtones of this setting, I would advise into maxing elegance, sadism, and beloved as quick as possible in terms of appearance, we want people to have their guard as low as possible around us and the wiggle in our angle of emotional dominance.

>>34220515
Oh wait, nvm, this is a one-shot.

disregard strategy, tactics and the long-term gameplan.

rape the maid.

>>34220580
Yes rape the maid

"Good morning Gilda," I say, slipping out from my sheets to meet the day with my naked body, "Is your family well?"

"Your last generosity has gone a long way. My brothers are now in school and my mother is happy to see it."

"Good, what's on the agenda today?"

"The people of the court have left little to you, they're managing the finances well right now and you'll only need to show your face around and greet the nobility with your smile." Naturally it seems the lesser folk don't want me in power. Gilda begins dressing me, I can do well enough alone but this makes thinking easier.

"And the meeting with the prince?"

"Tomorrow in the evening milady. He just wishes to make sure the state is well after your father's death."

"Father, yes... what of the assassin that did him in?"

"We discovered a letter among her things that incriminate the nobility, but we've yet to discover who backed her." Perhaps I'll pay her a visit later, for now though...

Gilda finishes dressing me. The gown is a bit wider around the chest than I'd like, but that's just what I get for feigning my size. "I'll be visiting the nobles this morning then, let's see if I can't wring some answers out of them."

"If you need me, simply call, milady." Gilda bows, I exit...

Most of the nobility beneath us have their own households with our realm's wealth, but the vast majority of them are staying about the castle following the little party held last night in my honour. I make my way into the courtyard, certain that I'll find them lounging.

As expected, there're plenty gathered outside eating on my wealth. I'll make my rounds to greet them all, but I should focus my attentions on...

>Sir Stevens, his former brother was Captain of the Knights
>Lady Elma, she's always hated me
>Erikk, one of my hopeless suitors
>Write-In

>>34219990
>>34220052
I'm okay with this, but I think it should be a little later.

>>34220177
Will try to be more loli, more whore.

>>34220675
>>Erikk, one of my hopeless suitors

>I'm okay with this, but I think it should be a little later.
Wasn't this quest supposed to not be /u/? Yet another fuckup from the fuckup king.

>>34220675
>Write in
The son of a rich and powerful noble, but still very much a teenager, lying at the age of 14, however aside from girls, he is his only heir
/ss/ time?

>>34220743
>Being a beggar faggot

For fucksake run it yourself if you want it done

>>34220767
>For fucksake run it yourself if you want it done
I'll fucking run what I want to run, bitch.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>34220675
> Sir Stevens. He's got motive.
> Rape Sir Stevens

>>34219946
Left on all is clearly optimal.

>>34220675
>>Sir Stevens, his former brother was Captain of the Knights
Let's fish for clues

>>34220743
This'll be a difficult game anon, but I will make your penis run red.

>>34220675
>Sir Stevens, his former brother was Captain of the Knights
Let him know that his brother's indiscretions will not color our opinion of him or his House. Unless there is reason.

>>34220755
I wouldn't mind some delicious /ss/ with a brown shota.

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>>34220177
Of course it's garbage, it's a quest.
The only logical thing to do is to become a proper noble ruler in a passive-aggressive attempt to get OP to sperg out with THAT QM autism and post smut on a Monday, getting him banned.

But that's just my two cents. I'm a fan of Irony ad threads going wrong.

>>34220755
If this can be done, do it

>>34220675
>Sir Stevens, his former brother was Captain of the Knights

>>34220835
>post smut on a Monday, getting him banned.
That's not how it works you little shit.

>>34220817
. . .

I like your attitude.

>>34220675

along with whatever we decide on, could you give us a brief on what sir stevens thinks of you, why Elma hates you, and what value erikk could be of?

>>34220755
Supporting

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>>34220835
>>34220854

>>34220755
Second

>one-shot smut quest
>doesn't lead into smut in the first scene
yeah this is gonna end so well

>>34220896
Thanks.

>>34220755
is this possible?
it'd be good if it was

>>34220675
Sir Stevens. Let's make our hatred of him well known.

Writing. Already writing but I think I need to post it.

>>34220755
Since samefag wars is ALREADY appearing, I'm going to go with this and bail for a little while

>>34220675
>>Sir Stevens, his former brother was Captain of the Knights
Let's see what we can shake loose.

>>34219946
>leave appearances vague
>pic
You're useless, onii-chan.

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>someone archived this

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>>34220988

Imagine her just like Ilya.

Elma was about my age, and I vaguely recall us being friends at some point, but she grew resentful of my rank as our differences became clear. I became resentful of her when she gained a foot on me in height and breasts that bloomed out twice the distance.

Erikk for whatever reason, started attaching himself to me shortly after mother died. Perhaps he has some misguided idea that I needed company, perhaps he's after my rank. Whatever the case, his gifts of flowers and dresses grew duller than his rock-head. His family though has been making money...

When his brother was executed, the young Stevens' family was dishonoured. They already had difficult enough a time in the capital with their dark skin, but their wealth and military gave them leeway even in face of their fall. Sir Stevens worked hard to regain his honour despite this, entering the low rank of knights at twelve and now fourteen, he's been making himself known at parties.

I can't say I trust him though, let's see what I can find out. I make my rounds, and leave the good knight for last.

"Hello Stevens, enjoying the festivities?" I ask.

He shoots me a suspicious look, suspicious of me, suspicious on him. "Going out of your way to talk to a disgraced fellow like me dear lady? I suppose I should be honoured."

"Your brother served us well, for the time he was there."

"I can't tell if you're being naive or cruel," He says, standing up, "Excuse me, I think I'll make my leave."

It's impressive he moves so well and talks it too, he can only be fitted into the smallest suits after-all. I can't let him leave though, not if he may be part of this case. "Come now, stay awhile. I think you and I have a lot to learn about each other."

"Hmph..." He thrusts his finger at me. "Make it quick I suppose." What a rat, I'll bury him in the sands where he belongs.

>Ask Stevens about...?
>Take this somewhere private and...?
>Write-In

>>34221129
>Ask Stevens about...?
How his brother acted during the affair

>>34221129
>Take this somewhere private and...?
stab him in the stomach and have his body dumped into the sands. Revenge by proxy.

>>34221129
>Ask Stevens about...?
If he fully intends to restore his family's honor, or if he is to simply find employment elsewhere in the kingdom.

I mean, talking this way to the locally highest-ranked noble? It's like he WANTS to be dishonourably discharged from the knights.

>>34221129
>>Take this somewhere private and...?
Tease and flirt with him until he cums in his pants.

Then laugh at him.

>>34221228
And leave the rest of his family alive?
You've got no ambition, and it shows.

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With the whimpering struggle of her fragile noble body, made weak by a life of meaningless decadency and tyrany, she struggled uselessly within the stockade that the peasantry had braced her in.

With the click of a level the worn grimy still blade descended with all of its weight upon the royal, trapped within the confines of its wooden frame.

The mistress's death was not sudden and it did not take place there. For the blade had not been sharpened and lodged within her spine. One last scream was spat out by the woman as paralysis overtook her, made into an impotent, drooling whimper by the gag in her mouth.

Blood welled up in the guillotine and blossomed over the edges of her neck. In beads it fell to the wood as did the beads of tears fall from her face. Trickling through the gaps in the rafters of the raised stand, the blood sent the peasantry in a furor, like that of a shark.

"LOoong liffe thu' Kween, ya lechrus she-doog" a old, grimy, one-eyed, bearded farmer spat out from his rotten teeth as he hefted up a spade.
With a metalic vlang he drove the shovel into the guillotine blade, sending the mistress's world spinning as her last sight was her own severed hands laying upon the ground as she rolled. Finally she descended forward the earth, falling from the rafters. With the deafened cheer of the populus, Blackness overcame her.

>>34221129
>I became resentful of her when she gained a foot on me in height and breasts that bloomed out twice the distance.
Great

>>34221259
That's for later.

>>34221023
>>34220907

Yeah, this is quite possibly the most pathetic thread on /tg/

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>34221129
>Take this somewhere private and...?
> Talk about what he'll do, how he's actually suppose to go about it and Hold hands and go all Tsundere on him

>>34220835
>>34220854

If only it worked that way, anon.
If only.

Not until the glorious second coming of Nazimod, when all the corrupt and foul are vanquished in a wave of piss and fire.

>>34221261
"Fooour Scoottlenndd!" cried the elderly ffarme, almost positively aroused by the scenario.

He shoved the noble's body off the rafters, her torn pretty dress fouled by the now disturbed excrement left by her paralyzation and death.

The people rallied, numerous people clamouring to shove her head on a pike, the metal pole sliding greasily through the throat-hole left exposed from her decapitation. The iron spike leaving a satisfying resistance as it broke through the brainpan and was suddenly forced through the meaty sponge.

>>34221129

Would rather we be ruthless (with a helathy dose of cruelty) rather than petty. Well, being a little petty is fine but can't let that rule our actions.

also

>>34221234
>If he fully intends to restore his family's honor, or if he is to simply find employment elsewhere in the kingdom.

>>34221234
>>34221414
He comes to our coronation ceremony, stays for the after-party, eats our food, drinks our wine, and then proceeds to insult us when we try to put his family's treason against our's behind us.
I can only assume that he's a knight of the greater kingdom and he's not in our employ; that's the only situation that can explain his behavior.

Some little time passes before the gossiping nobles distract themselves for long enough that I can slip away with Stevens following, into a little corner of the gardens away from prying eyes. The guards don't do rounds here these days, but that's by my order.

"During the whole affair Stevens, did your brother act any different?" I ask.

"Not at all, he was as just and right as always." He says, "Not that it saved him. Is his name not muddled enough already that you have to continue digging at it even after his death? My brother did nothing wrong and my family has served yours well for generations."

What a stupid knight. That's youth I guess, he wants his honour but he can't hold his tongue in front of his lady, I'll tease him a little. "Oh I believe you, I do." I grab a hand of his with both of mine, shaking it up and down. "I only wish for the best for you and your family, I apologize if I said wrong."

His black cheeks show the slightest tinge of red, yeah, that would be youth. "Then... I apologize if I assumed too much."

"Oh, you're cute aren't you? Do tell me Stevens, do you fully intend to restore your family's honour? Or would it be best for me to put you elsewhere in the kingdom?"

"What?" He seems confused.

"With all this frank talk, I can't help but worry you might want to leave our side. I would hate to lose a knight as wonderful as you."

"My family will not run away milady, we've done naught wrong and I will prove it through my actions."

"Perfect." Foolish. "Then I'll tell you just what you need to do to prove your measure, knight..." I place my head beside his ears, whispering sensually. My finger runs down his collar, touching along his boyish chest...

>Shove Stevens down, make him my dog. Speaking against me at all is treason.
>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.
>Write-In

>>34221694
>>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.
Maybe more than just some.

>>34221694
>Shove Stevens down, make him my dog. Speaking against me at all is treason.
Suuuuuure

>>34221694
>Write-In
Tell him to kneel and kiss our signet ring.
>My brother did nothing wrong
Apparently our father didn't let it be known why the Captain was executed or our mother died.
"I know the truth of the matter, Stevens. I will tell you when you have proven yourself to me."

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>34221694
>get in his face(necessary if we are to press our meagre chest against him) and stare until he blinks first.
>if he looks anywhere but our face, DOMMETIME
Roll for feminine wiles.

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>>34221694
>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.

>>34221694
>>Shove Stevens down, make him my dog. Speaking against me at all is treason.

>>34221694
>>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.

Though, IDK, grab him by the balls at the end and make it clear that if he's ever rude to us again, the only way he'll continue to serve us is as an eunuch.

Then if he's ever getting out of line again, we can just do an sniping scissors gesture to put him in place.

>>34221694
>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.

I do smell some femdom in his future though, corrupt him until he is devoutly loyal to us

>>34221694
>>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.

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>>34221261
Please continue. This turns me on more then you can imagine.

>>34222010
Oh fuck you.

>>34222010
>then
die

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>>34222110
>>34222098

You forget that my fetish is death and suffering.
Your tears sustain me.

>>34221694
>He's done nothing wrong yet, too foolish to orchestrate an assassination. I'll let him off with some teasing.

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I press my body flat against his, meeting his gaze, watching carefully as his eyes wander left, right, up then down. "Know your place and keep up your services, and we'll see you rewarded yet." My hand slides past his chest and into his linens, his short length is about half stiff, shooting into a stand as I slip past it to grab a hold of his treasure. "But leave your tongue unattended and we'll see that you only serve me as a eunuch. Understood?"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

I could break him in quickly, but too soon and there won't be any fun to be had. I squeeze sharply on his sack, and he lets out a shrill peep as his head slumps onto my shoulder. My hand comes back up some inches on his now erect dick, and catching it between my middle and my ring finger I start to stroke it gently.

"What in the world are you doing?"

I don't owe him any answers, I'm above him. I continue feeling him along as his body shuffles about, his rough pants growing softer and more child-like with each stroke. His body is growing hotter, he's coming towards a climax... and I stop. Pulling away, I let him collapse front-first onto the garden grounds. "It means you'll never know what happens next, knight."

He can finish up on his own if he likes, I've got other business to attend to. Making my return to the main courtyard, I...

>Visit other court members...
>...Elma
>...Erikk
>Visit the dungeons
>Write-In

>>34222236
>Visit the dungeons

>>34222236
>...Elma

We have no business in the dungeons.

>>34222236
>...Elma

>>34222236
>>Visit the dungeons

>>34222236
>>Visit the dungeons

>>34222236
>Elma

Also, Jesus Christ... that post

Could've told him to look up what an 'eunuch' means.

>>34222236
>...Elma
Actual reconciliation. We need allies.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>34222236
> Elmo

Let's play Tickle Me Big Tittied Elmo

>>34222459
>>34222482

This :3

>>34222531
>emoticons
>on an imageboard

Look at this faggot.

>>34222531
>:3
Kill yourself

Elma's standing around with a few of the other young noble-ladies, each one just as light-headed and heavy-chested as her. Her long brown locks curl around just in front of her endowments, and the pattern of her dress draws lines inward, useless gold buttons sitting just where her nips would be. She really isn't hiding her intentions.

"Lady Elma, I see you're still here." I say, approaching her.

"Oh, my little lady." She does a polite curtsy beside her impolite jab. She's the same age as me, so I can't imagine she's referring to that. "I couldn't possibly leave before the prince got here." She's hoping to gain rank on me is she?

"I was hoping we could talk, I thought it's been too long since we've had a pleasant stroll together." It's a trying time, if not friends then I can do with allies.

"Of course, I'll chaperone you wherever you'd like to go." Okay, you're really trying me Elma. Well, I managed to separate her from her peers at least...

I can't take her to where Stevens is still recovering, so we lead into the castle. It's a lot busier than ever, but I made sure to have a few rooms kept empty on each floor for my personal uses.

"So what's this? Come to gloat that you've moved from the duke's little princess to duchess of the land?" Elma says with a smile as wide as her tits.

"I thought we might reconcile. I didn't mean to lose touch, but father put me into so many lessons."

"Oh," She says, "Well... I suppose it is hard on you, you're alone now aren't you."

"Yes, and the threat of assassins looms over my head. I don't suppose you've heard anything among the nobility?"

"No... well," She mumbles, her eyes showing rare thought, "Maybe... nevermind, I haven't heard anything."

Oh? What's this? Perhaps she's worth closer inspection.

>I can trust Elma, she probably knows nothing but gossip. I'll leave it alone.
>I think she needs an careful interrogation.
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.
>Write-In

>>34222724
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.

>>34222724
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room

>>34222724
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.
that means drugs, right?

>>34222770
Do you want it to mean drugs?

>>34222724
>>I think she needs an careful interrogation.

>>34222724
>>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.

>>34222776
Only a few...

>>34222724
>>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.
Rohypnol flavored of course

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>34222724
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.
> Spiked with a little aphrodisiac for her.

Play the kind and caring person who just wants to talk and be her friend. Actually let's be a devious bitch BUT also be legitimately her friend again

>>34222724
>>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.

>>34222776
You mean you don't?

>>34222776
j-just a little bit.

>>34222724
>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.

>>34222776
Everyone knows when ladies drink tea in private, it's actually sweet wine and suggetive snacks.

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>>34222724
>>Perhaps sitting down for some tea would lower her inhibitions. I'll invite her to my room.

Reminisce about better times, perhaps of when the affairs of nobility and physical differences went over both our heads. Lower her guard. Let's get a better read on her.

>>34222848
And tales about the sexy.

>>34222724
>All these complaints about a lack of breast size.
Since the first post described the characters mother as having a hefty chest I'm wondering if the the character we're controlling being flat is just imagined by the character.

>>34222936
She's supposed to look like her mother, after all.

>>34222936
Pregnancy? Probably the Captain keep them in shape.

>>34222776
stimulants, nothing addictive

>>34222776
yes.

>>34222776
aphrodisiacs

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I lead Elma to my room, it's been ages since she's been here. Gilda's there when we arrive, I'm not sure she ever moves outside of her orders.

"Gilda, prepare our 'finest' tea won't you? Some biscuits as well."

"Yes milady." Gilda takes a bow before leaving.

"This place has only gotten nicer since I was last in here, I have to say, I'm quite jealous." Elma says, leaning her chest onto my table. I'm half-certain she's flaunting and half-certain she's daft.

"I moved some things from father's room so I could access them more easily, but I'll have to move them back soon again when they've finished cleaning it up for me."

"You just keep moving up don't you."

"If you want, you could take this room Elma." Gilda returns quickly, setting down teacups and cookies. I take my time to savour the smell, Elma wastes no time taking in the flavour. The two of us make idle chatter, going over memories left behind us...

"Oh, I must say, I'm feeling a little drowsy." Elma wobbles on her seat, she's been through three cups now and I've barely touched mine. Normally I'm careful of poison but... it helps that I know what's in the leaves this time.

"Say, you mentioned something earlier about the assassinations didn't you? I don't suppose you know something Elma." I can't help but let my lips curl up as the girl undoes her top-most of her buttons.

"Oh dear... I don't know much, but my drunken father has been talking around the table of his goals for the throne. I'm sure he's nothing to do with the happenings and we tell him to keep quiet so that he's not convicted wrongly, but oh father is just so foolish after some drinks." It sounds like class envy runs in her family. Is this really all she knows? I should see about that fat father of hers, but some insurance might be good. "Oh dear, I t-think I may need to use the ladies room." Her face is red.

>Let Elma leave
>Take Elma prisoner, can't have her outside
>I know a better way to satisfy her needs
>Write-In

>>34223137
>Let Elma leave
The night's a-wasting. Can we not fuck every goddamn body?

>>34223137
>I know a better way to satisfy her needs
Let's begin, shall we?

>>34223137
>I know a better way to satisfy her needs
>Write-In
We're lonely, sad and scared. She should keep us company, we could use a good "friend".

>>34223137
>I know a better way to satisfy her needs

>>34223137
Maybe let's not stop a lady on her way to the privy while she's in our room.

While we're both in the privy, however...

>>34223137
>>I know a better way to satisfy her needs

>>34223137
>Write-In
Let her use our personal washroom, and rest in our bed. Further show that we want to be her friend again, and by staying near her see if we can wring any more concrete information from her.

>>34223137
>>34223215
Seconding

>>34223137
>>34223215
Yup

>>34223169
She has a talkative dad and standing. We could use the gossip and resources.

>>34223137
>I know a better way to satisfy her needs
i honestly have no idea what this entails but i am voting for it.

>>34223137
We're lonely, sad and scared. She should keep us company.

Talk about horrible it's been, after mother's passing, losing father's love even after he decided that was best for us was to lock us in, in a golden cage.

Remember how we played, when we were younger? Played pranks on the servants, on each other, bathed together even. I was taller than you back then, so that made me boss the boss. How things have changed... ah, remember how we played doctor?

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>34223215
This, but adding that we should speak and act suggestively, but not actually touch her. Make her come to us and ask to pleasure us. She'll be grateful when we favor her with a smile and lift our skirts.
Rolling for /u/boat captaining.

>>34223215
>>34223256
Something along these lines. Play nice, play the victim, be gentle... yet also be the teasing master.

>>34223256
Ok, seconding this.

>>34223301
Fuck, regretting this
Go for this instead >>34223256

>>34223321
You can delete your posts, you know. There's a delete button at the bottom of the page.

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I'm honestly visualizing us as Sako now

>>34223378
2tall

>>34223378
The who?

>>34223378
Nah, that's our maid.

Is anyone else concerned that our maid might be the one behind destroying our family and noble house, as part of a generations-long revenge plot?

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>>34223534
We're Sako. We'll be fine.

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>>34223539
But what if it turns out we're just Steyr AUG?

"Toilet's right there." I point Elma to my personal wash room, I think she'll be doing other things there than peeing but I'd rather not get assorted juices all over my things. I take a stance on my side of the door, I can hear her sounds across the thin layer of wood.

"Sorry for all the trouble Elma." I say in my sweetest voice, rolling my eyes as hard as I can, "I just... really needed a friend. It's getting really hard, if I could just drop my rank and be a child again it'd be wonderful. Remember then? We'd run around the keep getting muddy, and then the maids would bathe us together and we'd get muddy again."

"Y-yeah, that was fun wasn't it?" Her voice is hot, but she seems to be doing a good job resisting herself.

"I was a quarter-head taller than you then wasn't I? Things have certainly changed. You've got breasts out to here, and you're just so womanly... I wonder how you look no- OH! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way." I know exactly what I said. "I just... you're so beautiful and, I don't know, do you think it's odd for me to say so?"

"I'm sure you didn't mean anything by that, right?"

"Well... if I did," I say, taking a calculated pause, "Then... oh, nevermind, two women couldn't possibly..." Stepping off from the spot, I stride away from the door, leaving Elma to think over my words alone. "Gilda, tell her whatever you'd like, I need her to come to me and not her father."

"Understood, milady." Gilda bows, what a help she is...

It's getting later than I thought, the nobles are probably wandering all over right now if they haven't retired already, I doubt I'll have time to find them. Perhaps I could make investments elsewhere...

>Visit the guards
>Visit the dungeons
>Check up on Stevens
>Write-In

>>34223561
>Visit the dungeons

>>34223561
That was so incredibly boring.

>>34223561
>Visit the guard captain
I want to know if there was any indication that the traitorous maid was acting differently, if anyone else is acting suspiciously, and to personally see the letter implicating another of the nobles for clues as to who wrote it.

>>34223561
>dungeon
Time to get a bottom-- I mean, get to the bottom of this murder

>>34223561
>>Visit the dungeons

>>34223561
>Check up on Stevens

>>34223588
>>34223614
While I agree we should visit the maid in the dungeon eventually, shouldn't we first read the her letter and get some background information on her first, so that we know which screws to use?

And are we going to have her raped to death like our mother, or simply have her executed?

>>34223666
Haven't we already done so? Seems weird not to.

>>34223561
>Visit the dungeons

>>34223561
>>Visit the dungeons

>>34223680
No, because we're so dependent on our maid that we don't actually do much of anything ourselves.
We depend on her to plan our day, look over reports and give us a summary, dress us, relay our orders to the rest of the house staff.
Given how our father kept us in a gilded cage, we could probably be killed quietly and she could continue keeping up the act until our treasury has been quietly and completely emptied, then disappear to a neighboring kingdom who'd pay well for an entire duchy to be destabilized and ripe for conquest, or back to the elven lands to disappear.

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>>34223666
Which did you fucking think it's going to be?

>>34223716
If she doesn't kill us, but instead puts us in some sort of rape-dungeon I'd be happy with that ending.

>>34223561
>Visit the dungeons
Yay rape and pillage!

An entire month and the assassin still remains resilient, she must have quite the will, and quite the body.

The words on her letter were not anything but an idle message to "Strike when the second moon is full". What was telling was how expensive the parchment was, and the penmanship gave away that it was no commoner who wrote it. We tried to find where she came from, but it led cold.

Talented and well backed as she is or was though, she's not much but meat in the dungeons now. One of the guards rings a bell as I enter the dungeon, and the two that hastily shuffle out past me in the halls tells me that his watchful duty was more for those coming in than those getting out...

As I suspected, the poor woman is a mess when I enter. Tight ropes cling around most of her body's joints and somewhat artistically they squeeze out the size of her breasts and her rear. She's got a puddle of man under her groin and her chin, dried and crusted at the bottom layer and newly wrung at the top. She eyes he defiantly as I step in front of her.

"Isn't it past your bedtime, lady?" Her skin is dark, and her eyes are red. Her hair is short and boyish, two sharp ears stick out of each side, her womanly shape though, too seductive for her race or her looks.

"I have a few questions." It stinks in here, there's the scent of sex of course but... more over than that, we keep a few beasts of choices further down the hall. Ox-men, wolf-men, slimes and vine-like fiends. Father bought them for battle, I can think of other uses.

"What makes you think I'll answer to you? I've spent a month here fine, I'll spend another year if I have to."

When it comes to torture, quality over quantity...

>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."
>I can use one of the beasts...?
>I'm sure the nobles won't have any qualms taking part in group sport
>Write-In

>>34223856
>>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."
Also did we compare the letter to any of the texts that we have to see if the writing matched

I failed you original anon. I couldn't deliver. I can only do my best to make this not shit for who remains. I am so, so sorry.

>>34223856
>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."
What could command such loyalty? I'd want someone like this on our side. Father was getting to be more of an obstacle, after all.

And she's also an elf. We really should make sure that we're more useful to Gilda alive than placed in the dungeons.

>>34223907
I'm sure UrAnon understands

>>34223856
Use one of the beasts. Preferably one with spikes for dicks.

>>34223907
I find this enjoyable, but I have no idea what the original idea was

>>34223856
>>I can use one of the beasts...?
Slime

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>>34223856
>I can use one of the beasts...?
A horse, specifically.

>>34223856
>I'm sure the nobles won't have any qualms taking part in group sport
>Maybe we can even unleash the beasts upon her

>>34223907
I'm personally preferring how this is developing.

>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."

there must be something she is protecting if she is this resilient.

>>34223907
it's great.

This is boring and gross, we should just go back to endlessly tease everyone below our station while gathering clues about assassination plots against us.

If it was just specifically targeted at father then who cares.

>>34223856
>I'm sure the nobles won't have any qualms taking part in group sport, and as a nice post-game entertainment maybe I can use one of the beasts.

>>34223979
>This is boring and gross
I disagree, but you're entitled to you opinion.

>>34223983
>maybe I can use one of the beasts.
>wanting to use one of the beasts ourselves
>our maidenhood and therefore suitability for marriage is the only thing keeping us on the throne
If you want to have us be no more than another inmate in the dungeon, just say so.

>>34223979
This is gathering information about the assassination against our father, and it only makes sense to also target us in order to open up the duchy for another enterprising noble.

>>34223856
>I can use one of the beasts...
Ox-men, sounds like beast of burden with good endurance and less likely to straight up murder her. That comes later.

>>34223856
>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."

>>34224078
Why do that when we should be considering what we can do to her ourselves?
Clean her up, put her in a secluded room, make her our own personal plaything, that no one else is allowed to touch.
We need to go at her mind, since she's already survived a month of having her body abused without breaking.

>>34224025
I think he means us using one of the beasts on her.

>>34223856
>Let's play nice actually, I can "be her friend."

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>>34224025
>as a nice post-game entertainment maybe I can use one of the beasts.
>in this sentence we can see that the writer (me) wants to use one of the beasts as post-gangrape entertainment. The writer (me) didn't anticipate someone with a 4th grade level of reading comprehension as well as a similar level of common sense to read what he wrote, and as such believed that he (I) wouldn't need to clearly state that the beast would be used ON THE MAID WE JUST DEGRADED WITH RAPE.

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The beasts won't attack me, they've been thoroughly trained to follow the order of whoever has my family sigil. There're a few issues with the method but, I don't think I'll have to worry about it tonight.

"Well then child? You've certainly gone quiet, what is it? Afraid of the dark?" The prisoner still has fire in her eyes, I'll have to snuff that out.

"Am I being targeted?" I say, "It's fine if you were after my father, but it's a problem if you were after my throne."

"I'll tell you nothing." That's a shame. I stroll further in, browsing over the cages carefully. There're a few more foreign monsters deep in, but I'll work with the ones at the entrance. They're a little bit more innocuous, and I need this bitch alive. Let's see, you, and you... and you, for later.

Returning, I say, "I see you're not afraid of me, guess it's hard to be when you're so much bigger... but you know, sub-human. I have friends bigger than you." Gesturing to my left and right, I introduce her, "Meet Ox, and Horse. I named them just now."

"What." She's too shocked for response, her eyes widen at the sight of the beast-men on each side of me. Both of their heads respectively nearly touch the low ceiling as they stand on two feets, their hoofs send shivers through the ground with each step. And even flacid and hanging, their cocks hang loose larger than any man's.

"So, am I being targeted?"

"You're dead kid! You're DEAD!" She screams, struggling against her bindings. I guess that's a yes.

"Next question, who sent you." Silence. I guess I'll have to work it out of her. "Ox, Horse, have at her." On my command the two step into the cages, their parts twitching alive as they realize what's going on.
Horse spends no time thinking, he lifts the elf to her knees with his human-like hands and shoves himself fully down her throat. I'm amazed that it fits, just barely I suppose. Her eyes tear up instantly as she bobs back and forth on him. I admit, I'm getting a little flushed...

>>34224218
And this is my fetish

>>34224177
Yeah, clean her up, put her in a nicer (but well guarded) room, warm meal, the works. Play nice. *Apologize* for how she's been treated. We had only the faintest idea, and at the time we were quite cross that with the whole parent murder thing and just let the guards do what passed as customary in this house. Seem genuinely disgusted at the whole affair. Maybe puke a little.

Become her friend, or as best as we could given the circumstances.

After all.

You can't stab someone in the back without first getting behind them.

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>>34224218

>>34224218
>>34224252
Or you know, fuck this, I'm out.

>>34224218
But we cant really get answers if she is choking...this will take a while. Lets leave and come back later.

>>34224218
It's going to be a sausage down a hallway after these two.

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>>34224218
We are a bad person.

I love it!

>>34224275
Superior elven biology prevents permanent stretching. Hence why elves are so suited for this kind of work.

Well, maybe. I'm no scientist.

>>34224275
Keep her around to spare her that particular ordeal.

And, you know, replace it with ox, and horse, and some others.

>>34224275
I don't get it

>>34224216
No, your ability to write and be eloquent is simply terrible. The way that the sentence was constructed did imply that the MC would use one of the beasts as part of post-gangrape entertainment.

>>34224324
It's sexual

Tale plz

>>34224218
should go back tomorrow where she can actually talk.

>>34224218
Did our elegance just go up a point?

Also kinda wanted the slime for starters to keep it somewhat tame at first.

>>34224371
The beastmen are probably going to end up killing her, though.

"The sooner you tell me the sooner this ends prisoner." I take a seat on the thing behind me, the form moulding into a small throne. Oh, she can't say anything can she...
Ox lifts her up by the legs, and with her mouth still working on Horse she's settled into an upside-down position. He sniffs at her crotch curiously, sticking his nose right into her before his tongue pokes out and begins to lap up the mess in her. Her body still bound, twitches about, I thought she might have lost her senses but I guess she's still sensitive after-all. He shakes her a little as though something would happen, but all he manages to do is push her further along Horse's member.

Ox's eyes brighten wide, he has some epiphany. He yanks her off of Horse's cock, turning her back up, before she gains her mind again he lowers her down above his own manhood, the tip of it poking at her bum.

"So assassin, who is it?" I ask, biting my lip.

"Fuck you." She manages to squeeze out. I snap my finger and with that, Ox lances into her anus. Her tongue flops out as if forced, as she's lifted up and down on him. Horse steps forward and places himself against her lower lips, trying to find the rhythm Ox has set. On a one-two-three, he jumps in, leaving her penetrated on both sides. How elves manage to survive this sort of treatment I'll never understand, but I'm glad, I need her alive.

They bottom out inside of her once shortly after both have entered, and with a short pause they start pressing again. The fluids spill out of her in gushes, her toes poking out before going weak. Her protests have come down to moans, and she more sow than woman now.

Another hard thrust and, and they climax again. The elf's shrieks echo down the hall, I certainly hope no guests heard that. They drop her on the ground, in a thick puddle of their juices.

I step inside the cage, carefully avoiding getting any on my shoes. "Well then, who was it?"

"I-It's the prince..." She says weakly...

>>34224342
Is this the QM that was hospitalized? How are you doing?

>>34224382
Elf prince or our bro?

>>34224382
>"I-It's the prince..." She says weakly...
What does he stand to gain?
He's the prince, our father was one of his dukes. What does he gain from having one of his future vassals killed?

>>34224382
Guess we'll have to question him as well

"The prince? What would he want with my duchy?" This is strange, I thought for sure it'd be some noble upstart, but he's on his way to be king. "Why would he have my father and I assassinated?"

She rolls onto her back, her stomach bloated with semen. She better not be passing out on me. I put my shoe to her gut, pressing down and sending the liquid spilling out.

"Answer, or else..." I thumb backwards at my "throne", which squishes itself back into shape of slime.

"PLEASE DON'T!" She yells, and I give her a moment to calm down before continuing, "H-he wishes to usurp his father, but your family is fiercely loyal and your military is strong... he thought if he could take the region first, it'd make things easier for him."

"So my father died in a power game and he wants me next hm?" The game of royalty is even dumber than the game of nobility, he could wait another twenty years and catch his throne easily, but it seems waiting isn't enough.

"Well then, I guess I'll take Ox and Horse back to their cages." I step off from the elf, and back to the hall.

"W-what about the slime?" She mutters weakly.

What about the slime...

>Let the slime have at the elf
>Return the slime, leave the elf imprisoned
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here
>Write-In

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>>34224460
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here

>>34224382
>Now was that so hard?

Get the beasts back and give her something to clean herself up with. No use in continuing to torture her, we can have her executed later if we want.

>>34224382
well shit.

>>34224460
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here
"It didn't have to be this way. I'm not my father, and I actually reward loyalty."

>>34224460
>Return the slime, leave the elf imprisoned
Once this is confirmed I will get you a better room. For now, get a maid accompanied by some guards to clean her off.

>>34224460
>Write in
Send her back to her employer, asking for a marriage arrangement

>>34224499
this sounds good

>>34224499
I like it

>>34224460
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here
Just remember what awaits you down here if you ever try something.

>>34224512
Well if you can't beat em, marry em

im caught up

>>34224460
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here
We can use her when we deal with the prince.

>>34224512
Can we do this? This sounds like it could work

>>34224460
>What about the slime...

"Cecil will help clean you up. Well, clean you out anyway, it wouldn't do to have you accidentally fertilized before I've decided exactly what to do with you."

>Let the slime gently tend to the elf.
Carot after the stick. A little reward for her coopperation.

>>34224499
Support. but keep the slime with us, its well trained

>>34224512
It's a flawless way to deal with the Prince, so sure.

>>34224460
>>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here

>>34224460
>Take the elf to Gilda to get tended to, she'll be of better use now that she knows who's in charge here
Nicely restrained and buttpluged at all times below her clothes.

>>34224512
Fucking this

>>34224460
The slime can eat the nutritious goo. Also, slime throne is awesome, we should take the slime as our personal pet. Imagine all the things a fully malleable pet can do.

>>34224512
Second

>>34224460
>>Return the slime, leave the elf imprisoned

>>34224512
I...hmm...
We don't particularly have any reason to be loyal to the king, versus the prince.
If the prince is smart, he could see this as a way of getting our duchy on his side when he rebels.

On the other hand, he's too stupid to send two assassins who will take out both our father and us in the same night at the same time.
That kind of implies that any rebellion he leads is doomed to failure, as well as him being too dumb to see the logic in our marriage proposal.

>>34224534
>We can use her when we deal with the prince.
Elves are assholes, and the prince seems like he's a particularly huge asshole.

>>34224512
This

>>34219946
>Shameless and Elegant
>opposites

>>34224499
Seconding. She would make us look like a fool if she was lying.

>>34224460
Leave slime. If you try to assassinate someone, you're going to have a bad day.

>>34224580
Why wouldn't we use this as an opportunity to get leverage to the throne and take the Prince?

>>34224460
>Return the slime, leave the elf imprisoned
>Write-In
"Once this is confirmed I will get you a better room."
For now, get a maid accompanied by some guards to clean her off.

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>>34224512
This.

Also keep slime as personal pet. Loyal, well trained slimes are awesome. Don't get it dirty.

>>34224602
>elf lies
>we let her go
>whoops

>>34224581
No like he's all "Man I sure am all cool and shit, wanna show me around your home?"
Then we're all like "Sure thing!"
Then we lead him into a room with his pet all cleaned up nice and like 20 guards and its all "We'll you're pretty much my bitch now. Really didn't think this through now didja?"

like a trap or som'thin.

>>34224602
Mostly because the prince, if he's smart, will be suspicious of us since he knows we have his assassin in our dungeon and will assume that she talked.
And if he's dumb, he'll string us along or refuse because he's still set on killing us.

>>34224631
How do we deal with his guards? I'm not saying that we couldn't blackmail him, but we'd have to take care of his bodyguards somehow, and he's got the resources to have his own assassins to send after us later.

>>34224602
Because he's not the crowned prince. Why settle for small fry?

>>34224620
Wouldn't slime need some kind of covered vat that a servant pushes around to not get it dirty? Seems like awful lot of work.

>>34224686
But, he IS the crown prince, and he's coming here tomorrow, most likely to have an agent sneak into our dungeon and either free or silence the assassin we have here.

>>34224667
fuckin' pour hot bubbling oil on them. I don't know I just suggested the slut could be a useful piece, I'm not an idea guy.

>>34224721
>fuckin' pour hot bubbling oil on them.
You want to kill royal guards and expect no repercussions?
Not to mention, our soldiers may be more loyal to the crown than to us, especially since we're a young noblewoman and if they're loyal to the prince they might get a chance at raping us for our treason.

>>34224717
Fortify dungeon guard patrols, get agents to capture the agent, build up harem of captured elf assassins.

>>34224699
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7is6r6zXFDc

Slimes are superhydrophobic on demand, else they would always be murky, dirt-covered balls.

>>34224721
>I'm not an idea guy
But you are throwing ideas out.
And they're not that good.

>>34224512
I'd rather keep her around as payment and punishment, but we can do the marriage and keep her as our pet handmaiden/assassin

>>34224749
read the thing I said after that period, and then the last thing I said. I'm thinkin' "out loud" and you keep jumpin on my dumb ramblings.

Ask her if she was intimate with the prince.

He might have kept her on hand as a squeeze, ya know? Which would make having her kept in a dungeon all the more satisfying

>>34224777
Yes, I'm going to jump on your stupid shit, because sometimes people will actually go for obviously bad ideas because they think we can never fail.

>>34224804
your funeral buddy.

"I'm taking the Cecil here with me." I pet the green slime, it's got two googly eyes and this wide grin that's too precious to ignore. "Ah, but don't worry, I'm taking you with me as well."

"What?" She's baffled again, not much of an assassin.

"You don't trust me? I promise you I can do much worse than I have, but I can do much better than leaving you as relief for my guards." I point Cecil over to the girl, he slinks along the floor, draining the viscous fluids into his body and melding them into his jelly body. When he gets to her, two tentacles pop out of him, picking her up and placing her onto his top.

"Why would you do this?" She asks, as if it weren't obvious.

"Make no mistake, you're still a prisoner, but I would keep a better eye on you elsewhere than leave you in the dungeons for when the prince so conveniently suggests a visit to them." I brush her hair softly, "We can get you some nice quarters if what you say is true, I could use your talents at my side." And if she tries something, I'll split her open from the inside-out.

Gilda can clean up the girl, and confirm among the nobles if what she says is true...

It won't do to risk sending the elf back to her employer, but this prince might be useful for my own ambitions if he is or isn't the perpetrator. Back in my quarters with Elma removed, Cecil works to clean off and out the marked skin and sullied body of my prisoner. She continues convulsing as the slimy bits dig out her insides, touching every little bit of her walls as it gurgles.

"Milady." Gilda returns from her rounds in the castle, I don't know how she does it so fast, I don't know who she talks to. "I cannot confirm he sent her, but the nobles are in talks of the prince's ambition."

Interesting...

Although I appreciate the enthusiasm, I'd like to stretch that this was a hastily put together one-shot and I'd like if you guys would play nice and not think about it too hard. It's shitty smut after-all.

>>34224827
Weren't we going to have fun with Elma, and she was to stay in our quarters?

>>34224827
>Back in my quarters with Elma removed
Oh? Where has she been removed to, and how soon can we have her back? I really did want her to rest in our bed, smelling our scent, having her think only about us and what our body may now look like under our clothes.

>>34224827
> /tg/
> not overthinking things

If you just wanted smut you shouldn't have given so much freedom and background and instead just gone for "a day in the life" shenanigans.

>>34224827
some people here can be a little bit overboard, or at least pretending to.

>>34224868
It's not wise to sleep in the same bad as the assassin who killed your father and is out to kill you as well.

>>34224827
dont take it personal nigga you know we love fuckin around
you're doing god's work, keep on smutting

>>34224904
Elma was the ditsy noble.

>>34224904
Well, obviously. We'd be putting the assassin in either a nicer dungeon cell or in a properly secured and locked room. We won't be keeping her in our room.

I'm talking about Elma, our childhood friend that we gave the aphrodisiac to, teased about wanting to see her body, and told Gilda to make sure that she stays in our room rather than going home.

The elf collapses onto my floor when Cecil is done with her. Her skin holds tones of red where the rope binded her but she's spotlessly clean now. Perhaps I should consider a slime bath for myself sometime... probably not.

"The prince will early in the evening, should I ask the guards shoot him on sight?"

"No Gilda. Let's think this through." It may be a convincing lie, but I'm feeling pretty good about the assassin's words. "What's your name again assassin?"

"Uuugn..." She lets out a moan, still unable to move. "It's Catrie..."

"Alright Catrie, tell me about the prince's visit and I'll move you to Gilda's bed."

"Twenty men and himself, each on horseback. Trained and armed." Not nearly as much as my own forces, but it's a risk to think I can capture each of them and any that gets home will certainly tell their king unfortunate lies.

I'm sure most of the guards are on my side but I should be wary. For people I can likely trust, it's Gilda, Elma and Stevens. They might not necessarily be allies, but I'm sure they're not with the conspiracy.

"Gilda, prepare this for me," I say...

>Bring Elma to my quarters
>Bring Stevens to my quarters
>I need my room completely secure tonight, let no one approach
>Write-In

>>34224887
Unfortunately I am also /tg/ and incapable of not over-thinking things.

>>34224933
Ah, I can't keep track of names

>>34224947
>Write-In
Slime.

>>34224947
>Bring Elma to my quarters

>>34224827
> It's shitty smut after-all.
fuck you it is, I'm loving this

>>34224947
>>I need my room completely secure tonight, let no one approach
>Slime bath

>>34224947
>Bring Elma to my quarters
>Write-In
"Gilda, you may prepare yourself any bed you choose until a proper room can be prepared for Catrie. I shall underwrite any expense. Also have the beastmen prepared for possible battle, just in case."
Father bought them for war, may as well use them for that purpose.

>>34224947
>>Bring Elma to my quarters

>>34224947
>>Bring Stevens to my quarters

>>34224988
This

>>34224947
seconding >>34224988

and if our bed is not otherwise occupied besides ourself tonight, Gilda can share it with us

>>34224987
>>34224962
This

>>34224987
>>34224962
Second

I'd like to point out that we gave away Gilda's bed to Catrie without a single thought. We shouldn't piss off the indispensable maid who might find better employment with the prince on the eve when he might kill us.

>>34224987
>>34224962
Supportan

>>34225008
Naaah. She gunna sleep somewhere else but we'll tease the SHIT out of her first.

Slow burn man, slow burn.

Also, we gotta dose her again.

>>34224947
Gotta secure the room for the night.

Bring Stevens to stand watch inside the while other guards cover external approaches.

And we cocktease the boy into madness to pass the time. Maybe ask him to give us our bath.

That or slime bath.

>>34225018
I guess we could let her sleep with us.

>>34225018
which is why we cherish and reward Gilda

>>34224947
>Bring Elma to my quarters
We'll talk girl things and do girl stuff. Then tell her we have full control and no one better try shit.

>>34225044
Not according to the anons who just want to lock ourselves in our room, not prepare anything, and just have a slime bath.

>>34225027
I like it seconding

GUYS.
GILDA + SLIME

>write in
Let the slime have its way with me

>>34225026
>Also, we gotta dose her again.
I think you mean Elma, she's the one we dosed, Gilda is our extremely competent maid

>>34224947

>>34225056
THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS

>>34225056
>Not seducing Elma atop a vibrating slime

>>34224947
Seconding >>34224988 followed by >>34225056 followed by >>34225008
>Gilda can share it with us

>>34224947
>Bring Stevens to my quarters
Just to tease him

Counting then writing, posts after this need not apply. Blahblahblah, samefag, blahblahblah, homohomo.

>>34224988
>>34225008
>>34225056
these

>>34224947
>>Bring Elma to my quarters
>>Bring Stevens to my quarters
bring both

>>34224947
>Bring Gilda to my quarters

catrie should be sleeping in her quarters anyway.

"Gilda, find Elma and Stevens. Bring both back to my quarters after you place Catrie somewhere safe."

"I shall tie her to my bed and gag her with my garments milady."

"What happened to better quarters...?" Catrie weakly protests as Gilda hefts her over a shoulder, carrying her out naked into the halls. I lay back on my bed, poking my fingers into Cecil's gooey form. It's really a soft texture, but there's a certain pleasant sting to it...

"I've returned milady." Gilda enters, with Elma in one of her arms. Stevens stands just behind her. The room is alight by only one candle, grounded and made from the same leaves served in the tea earlier, the vapour seeps with a fragrant smell.

"Y-you asked for me didn't you?" Elma speaks weakly, her nightgown is half-transparent, only fully covering her most private of private parts. She really must've been serious about trying to bag a prince.

"I did, join me won't you?" I say, drawing Elma forward. Gilda turns to leave before I stop her, ordering, "Gilda, you stay as well."

"Does this mean I can leave then?" Stevens says, still nicely suited. He tries to keep a strong look, but there's a shaking in his knees as his pants pull to their centre.

"No, stand guard outside the door. Under no circumstances may you enter, under no circumstances may you let someone else enter."

"I'm not your dog... milady."

"If you wish to gain rank, you will listen." I don't need to say any more, he closes the door in a rough slam, but the lack of steps tell me he's standing firm.

"Well, what did you need then?" Elma's legs shuffle about, her thoughts likely still on our meeting earlier.

"Gilda, would you help her get comfortable?"

"Yes milady." Gilda at ready drops her dress, revealing two average shapely mounds. Her arms slink forward, feeling over the confused noble girl...

I said fuck it basically.

>>34225228
We do ALL the options!

>>34225228
this is a good trap we are setting.

>>34225228
What a weird situation this ended up being.

Describe Gilda a bit better by the way, I keep thinking of an old hag all the time and it's no good.

>>34225228
Gilda feels out of place. Cecil should be the one playing with our friend.

Also comment that they seemed bigger with clothes on.

>>34225228
Where's the goo? I wanted the sliiiiiime

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>>34225301
I was envisioning something like Eddelrittuo.

Alternatively, a shota trap maid is fine too.

>>34225308
>Cecil should be the one playing with our friend.
I would prefer not. I'd rather not risk accidentally taking away Elma's virginity.

"Could you tell me please? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry Elma, it's just been so lonely here... I always have Gilda to keep me company, but I worry it's only her job." I let my voice shiver, I act to drop my defences. "I thought maybe, maybe you'd be comfortable with me like this?"

Elma gulps her breath, speechless. The air should intoxicate her soon enough though, I'm not worried. "I don't know about this, it's all so sudden."

"You've such a beautiful body Lady Elma, I'm jealous." Gilda's hands slink between Elma's legs. "Please, let me help... reassure you." Her fingers sink in, and Elma drops to her knees instantly.

Matching her and crawling forward, I cup Elma's face in both of my hands and lean forward... her lips are soft, plush. They leave me jealous, I want them for myself. My tongue dips up against hers, which pulls itself back. She's still afraid, I'll have to warm her up a little first... I don't want to shock her too much when I reveal the surprise.
Elma's eyes have closed, afraid as she is she's too weak for flight. I watch Gilda prowl from the corner of my sight, dipping her head beneath Elma's rear as she undoes her own hair-bun, letting her straight blonde locks slip loose. She sets her glasses down and dives into Elma's honey-pot, meeting the flowing nectars with her alabaster skin. Her tongue laps greedily at it, what a selfish maid I have. The suddenness sends Elma's tongue forward, and I catch it underneath with mine...

"Are you comfortable now, Elma?" I say, pulling myself loose.

"Yes..." She responds in a daze, her fingers working themselves into herself as Gilda fondles her breasts.

"That's fantastic." I can catch some breathing off the door, it seems Stevens is growing curiouser. "Let me introduce you to Cecil then." I wave my slime out of the darkness.

Oh, what an expression. Parts terror, parts arousal. I wish I could capture it forever. Now then...

>Show Elma a personal demonstration
>Let Elma discover first-hand
>Write-In

>>34225308
>Also comment that they seemed bigger with clothes on.
I think it was Gilda that dropped her dress, and Elma still has her nightgown on.

>>34225349
>>Let Elma discover first-hand

>>34225349
>Show Elma a personal demonstration

>>34225349
>Both, together
No taking of virginities though, Cecil. Up the butt is perfectly fine.

>>34225349
>>Write-In
There room enough for both of you to enjoy, together

>>34225349
>Let Elma discover first-hand

>>34225349
>Show Elma a personal demonstration
We want to reassure her, make her more pliant.
Just be careful not to do anything that could damage our virginity.

>>34225340
Eeeeeh... who cares, this is a one shot. Might as well have fun. The only chastity that matters is the MC's.

>show elma a personal demonstration

>>34225349
>Write-In
Have Cecil pleasure us both, at the same time. That way we can take advantage of Elma's mouth and breasts.
Just make sure our maidenhoods are intact.

>>34225349
>>Let Elma discover first-hand

Like a proper lady, we should sit back and watch.

And she's been such a bitch to us for such a long time, a bit of punishment is warranted.

>>34225381
>>34225417
This. Both options seem no fun by themselves.

>>34225429
If she asks, a slime doesn't count.

>>34225429
Second. Get off on the privileges of your rank. Not some tawdry affair with a slime monster. That's what Elma's for.

>>34225349
seconding >>34225381 & >>34225417

OP, I just want you to know, this is fucking great fun and I wish this would continue instead of being a one-shot.

>>34225478
I would read a whole series of this OP its fucking great

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This is my dick right now.

>>34225562
You might need to get that checked by a doctor dude

"We used to do a lot of things together didn't we Elma." I hold both of her palms, leading her to stand. "Well, this isn't too different from tumbling in the mud is it?" I drop my dress to the ground, and the naked Gilda comes up behind Elma. With both hands, Gilda tears Elma's nightgown down centre, leaving all of us stripped.

"Ah." Elma says. What a noble response.

Cecil's shape rolls out, clutching each of us in his form. He makes his way into Gilda immediately, spreading all her lips and his anus as he runs in and out of her.

"Gentle now Cecil, I need you to keep our virginities intact. It's valuable resource after-all." Gilda's experienced enough that it doesn't matter with her, elves, right? Elma's bites her lips down but I can see the excitement in her eyes. Drifting forward, I grab a hold of both her hands. "It's okay Elma, I'm here."

"Thank you." What a ridiculous response, I put her here in the first place. From our toes to our waist, goo trails along our backs, and without a moment's pause, Cecil drills his form into our rears. Elma screams out loud, and I admit I might have sounded more than I'd planned for. A little ridiculous to lose the maidenhood of my ass before anywhere else, but I can do without.

The cool, wet feeling hits the depths of both of us. The smell of incense mixing in with our own. Gilda sways like a whore, giving no thought in who might see her or who might hear; while Elma's cries escape at staggered intervals in her attempts to hold them down, her fat breasts flopping as she convulses back and forth in a losing fight with desire.

I let myself go quickly enough, there's a guard of sorts at my door and people have been instructed not to near my halls at this hour. Though the aforementioned guard sounds predisposed, I can hear his faint beatings between the cries of the girls.

Elma brings her lips to mine, muffling herself into my mouth. But I can feel her orgasm, I know because I've reached mine...

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The door swings open as Stevens stumbles inward, his pants around his ankles and his hand around his cock. He doesn't even close it behind him, instead he beats his little length down as he watches Cecil take us. How cute, he's defying orders.

"Lower me Cecil." I say catching my breath, and he slides me down in front of Stevens, swinging Gilda and Elma over to each other where their bodies dock. "Didn't I tell you to wait outside Stevens?"

He doesn't answer me, his hands slow but they continue working.

"You are just so useless aren't you, what happened to your chivalry? You would come in to peep on a ladies' party?" I place my foot against his dick, pressing it to the base of his belly. Gods, it feels grand to be bigger than someone else. "What shall I do with you Stevens?"

"Please... please let me."

"Let you what?" Oh, I just can't stop smiling. I think I have some ideas...

>I'll offer myself
>I'll offer Elma
>Let's see Cecil milk him
>Write-In

>>34225630
>I'll offer Elma

>>34225630
>give him Gilda