Lady Arianna

While It is true you are the most powerful wizard in this country, and the king had given you a lot of political power because of it, you have never been named a noble. For this reason, you are trying to marry into a noble family.
After much deliberation, your eye fell on Duke Andrew Greenfield’s daughter Arianna Greenfield. She was the youngest and most beautiful of three sisters. Marrying her would not only provide you a way into nobility, but you’d also have a very hot wife. Unfortunately, Lady Arianna was not very interested in marrying you.
It’s not like you cared very much what she thought about it. After all, if her father agrees with this political marriage, it is bound to happen. But deny how much easier it would be if she was more … forthcoming about it.
You send a letter to the Greenfields and told Duke Andrew you would like for his daughter to get to know you better.

A few days later, Doe was staring out the window again, taking in the rays of the sun like she did before. Like before, you introduced your hard cock to her flowery pussy and gave her a good pounding, until you saw a carriage, adorned with the Greenfield banner and escorted by 20 horsemen, enter your courtyard.
When the carriage door opened, a young lade with beautiful long blonde hair stepped out of it. Your betrothed had arrived.
“I’m sorry, Doe.” You said as you pulled your cock from the Alraune’s pussy. “She’s an important guest. I have to greet her.”
“It’s fine, I can finish up on my own.” Doe said, and brought a hand to her pussy to start masturbating herself.
Ah, it’s wonderful to have an understanding mistress. You quickly get the vial of Alraune nectar you collect from before and head down to meet your betrothed.

You had warned your servants beforehand that if Lady Arianna were to arrive, she was to be escorted to the guestroom. You first made a visit to the wine cellar, collected a bottle from a good year together with a pair of goblets, and went straight for the guestroom.

When you entered the Lady was already there. You smiled and said “Welcome, milady. Your visit is a wonderful surprise.”
“Please do not engage in such cheap lies, John.” The young noblewoman said rather annoyed. “I know about the letter you sent to my father. You were very much aware I’d be coming.”
Seems like she still isn’t looking forward to becoming your wife.
“You are right.” You apologize. “Care for some wine to amend?”
Lady Arianna sighed and said “Fine, at least then this trip won’t be too boring.”
You place the goblets on a table and uncork the bottle. As you pour in the wine, you notice Arianna walking around, looking at the big painting you had there. While she wasn’t looking, you quickly got the bottle of Alraune nectar out of your pocket and put some of it in her wine. Then you put the **** away and handed her the goblet of spiked wine.

“That is a painting of a black lotus.” You say as you hand her the wine. “It’s a very beautiful flower.”
“Too bad it’s only black because of the artist’s creative liberties.” The Lady replies, after which she takes a sip of **** wine.
“On the contrary.” You say. “This painting was made by a friend of mine, after carefully studying the black lotus he has growing in his garden.”
Arianna raised her blonde eyebrows in disbelieve and repeated “In his garden?”
“Aye, he is a botanist, you see. He has this big garden full or rare flowers, just to study them and their medical properties.”
“I see. I’ll believe it when I see it.”

You continue talking with your betrothed, but she remained distant and disinterested. Maybe she’s hoping she could make herself so uninteresting you’d call off the union. But as time went on, you notice her face getting flush as well as her nipples poking through her dress. It seems Alraune nectar has the same effect on women as it does on men. Though you bided your time until she crossed her arms in front of her chest and occasionally rubbed them against her arms.
“Milady? Are you feeling fine?” You ask in the most honestly concerned voice you could come up with.
“Mmh, not quite.” She says.
“Let me have a look at you.” You say, and place your hands on each side of her head.
“Your cheeks are a bit flushed.” You inform her. “But your forehead isn’t hot. Are you feeling dizzy?”
“No, not dizzy.” Arianna says. “Rather, I’m feeling …”
Horny would be the correct word, but a proper Lady like the youngest daughter of Duke Greenfield wouldn’t describe herself like that.
You raise your betrothed’s chin and have her look at you. You stare back into her beautiful deep blue eyes. You slowly lean forward and place your lips on hers.