Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
But no matter how awful it looked, she knew she had to eat it. The Empress was watching her sharply, waiting for her reaction.
She was just bringing the morsel to her lips—the strawberry-stench now mixed with a briny, fungal odor—when a commotion at the hall’s main entrance drew the Empress’s attention away and saved her.
The great amber doors swung open again, and a new couple hurried in. The woman leading the way was extremely petite—maybe four-foot-four, Kaitlyn speculated. Her skin was a glossy bubblegum pink and across her cheeks and shoulders swirled bright purple spots. She had a cascade of long, platinum blonde hair caught up in a high ponytail at the crown of her head that bounced with her every frantic step and her dress was skin-tight, clinging to every curve.
Behind her, she dragged a tall, powerfully built male whose skin was a deep, oceanic blue, slashed with zigzagging, neon-yellow stripes. He moved with a resigned grace, his eyes downcast and made sure to stay behind her, though he was almost two feet taller than she was.
“Oh, I’m so sorry I’m late!” the pink woman chirped, her voice a high, fluting bell that cut through the hall’s murmur. She performed a quick, shallow curtsy as she came up on the dais. “Dinky was giving me oral pleasure and the time just got away from me! He’s just so good at it—you know? I swear my man has a magic tongue.”
A few titters ran through the crowd and the Empress gave her an indulgent smile.
“That’s all right, Aria. I’ve known you long enough by now to know you’re never on time. Have a seat by my new friend, the Kindred Ambassadress.” She nodded at Kaitlyn. “Now, you’ll be wanting a chair, won’t you?”
Aria giggled, a sound like tinkling crystals.
“You know me too well! Of course I want to sit in my dear Dinky’s lap!”
“Of course you do—you’re far too indulgent with him,” the Empress said, but she was still smiling, and it was clear she didn’t really mind. She snapped her fingers, and the same two servants scrambled to bring another of the reclined, cloth-bottomed chairs, placing it close to Kaitlyn’s right.
“Oh, how do you do?” Aria said to Kaitlyn as she arranged herself, hiking up her scandalous dress—which seemed to be held up solely by two gleaming rings pierced through her nipples—and settling onto her husband’s lap with practiced ease. “I’m Aria and this is my hubby, Dinky,” she added, nodding at the striped man beneath her.
“Er, pleased to meet you.” Kaitlyn nodded, trying to look friendly. She was trying, and failing, not to let her gaze be drawn to the anatomy now on blatant display.
He needs a different name, she thought. “Dinky” definitely doesn’t suit him.
Like the rest of Dinky, his cock was dark blue with vivid yellow zigzags. But it was also monstrously long—a good inch longer than Braze’s impressive shaft—and it jutted up proudly between Aria’s spread thighs.
Despite its impressive length, however, it lacked the brutal thickness at the base and the distinctive swelling of a knot. That made it look almost slender by comparison to Braze’s equipment.
Still, it was big enough to make Kaitlyn wonder how such a petite woman could take it all inside herself. She glanced at Dinky…then at his dick…then at his wife. How did it actually work? It looked like it would go up to her diaphragm if she took it all!
“Oh, are you admiring my Dinky’s cock?” Aria asked, giggling.
She reached down and wrapped her pink fingers around the thick club of flesh, giving it a few leisurely strokes.
Kaitlyn saw—and then immediately wished she could unsee—that Aria wore no panties. Her pussy was the same bubblegum pink as her skin, but the inner lips were a startling, deep cobalt blue that matched the spots on her shoulders and breasts.
“Oh, er, no—not at all,” Kaitlyn said quickly, feeling her cheeks burn.
“Well, you should be—it’s the longest in the whole kingdom!” Aria said, pouting theatrically. She leaned closer to Kaitlyn, her spotted breasts swaying, and peered down at Braze’s trapped shaft. “My, my… but your husband’s shaft is almost as long and so much thicker! What in the world is that?”
She pointed a perfectly manicured finger directly at the swollen bulge of Braze’s knot.
“Oh, that’s his Bonding Knot,” Kaitlyn said. “It’s to, er, tie us together when we bond.”
“You mean to tell me you can take all that in your pussy?” Aria sounded genuinely impressed, her eyes wide.
“Well, yes, but it’s not easy and it takes some time,” Kaitlyn said cautiously. “It’s not something we usually do in public,” she added firmly, hoping to forestall any further inquiry.
The last thing she needed was the ditzy socialite asking for a demonstration. For one thing, actually impaling herself on Braze’s massive cock in front of hundreds of people was so far beyond the pale when it came to breaking protocol, it was in another galaxy. For another, she wasn’t convinced she could take it.