Hilda LOVES Being a Bimbo

“Arghh! ARGGHHH! Dammit! It still won’t…BUDGE!” Hilda said angrily.

About an hour ago, Hilda had woken up in a daze, unsure of where she was. The last thing she had remembered was Shamir attacking her and losing consciousness. Upon getting her bearings, however, Hilda had found herself in this room, alone, and her wrists tied securely to the headrest of the bed she was lying on. For the past hour, Hilda had been trying to free herself but to no avail.

“Arghhh, DAMMIT!” Hilda exclaimed as she pulled at her restraints again. “I still can’t believe I fell for that! I should’ve known Shamir and Catherine were working for him! How else would that Kostas guy be getting away with all this!? I’m so STUPID! And oh God, where’s Marianne?! By the Goddess, if that creep touches her, I’ll- ARGHHH!!! I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!”

All of a sudden, the door opened, and Kostas walked in followed by Shamir and Catherine. Kostas closed the door and stood at the foot of the bed while Shamir and Catherine obediently stood behind him with their arms behind their backs.

“You’re up. Good,” Kostas said with a grin.

With Shamir and Catherine behind him, Kostas had an unsettling sense of authority. Hilda couldn’t help but be nervous as the two strong knights stood there silently.

“Oh, don’t mind them. They're just here for extra security, you know, in case things get a bit…out of hand, hehehe. Though it looks like Shamir and Catherine both knew to be careful with you,” Kostas said, his eyes examining Hilda’s restraints.

“You bastard!” Hilda exclaimed, “Where’s Marianne?! I swear if you’ve touched even a single hair on her head! Once I get out of here, you’re DEAD!”

“Hehe, a spirited one, I see,” Kostas chuckled, “You know, Shamir and Catherine were the same way when I first met them.”

Kostas walked over to Shamir and Catherine. With the back of his left hand, Kostas softly stroked Catherine’s cheek.

“My first night at the Monastery, I caught Catherine here spying on me. Hehe, she even challenged me to a fight. She looked like she was ready to chop my head off.”

Kostas looked over at Shamir and did the same thing with his free hand, “And Shamir…she had an even scarier look on her face than you do.”

As Kostas caressed their cheeks, Hilda could see Shamir and Catherine blushing, smiles of pure bliss on their faces.

“But now…”

Suddenly, Kostas roughly pulled down on Catherine’s ponytail, yanking her head up. He smashed his lips into hers and **** his tongue into her mouth.

“MMMmmmm,” Catherine audibly moaned.

As Kostas claimed a kiss from Catherine, he grabbed Shamir’s breast with his right hand and roughly squeezed it. He rubbed her large breast in his hand, causing Shamir’s nipples to harden.

“Ooohhh…” Shamir moaned.

Hilda was **** to watch and listen as the two powerful knights were utter victims before Kostas’s touch. Hilda couldn’t do anything but continue to watch the horrifying sight before her.

Kostas pulled Catherine’s lips away from his, leaving Catherine panting heavily.

“Now you’re just my weak, little slut, aren’t ya?”

“Ohh…yes Master……” Catherine answered.

“Stop it!” Hilda exclaimed, “You’re a sick fucking bastard!”

Kostas let out a loud, bellowing laugh, “You’re too kind! God, I sure do love having these strong babes become such horny sluts. They just can’t contain themselves, can you girls?”

“No, Master,” Shamir and Catherine moaned in unison.

Hilda couldn’t believe it. She figured it was bad, but she didn’t think it was THIS bad. The strong knights that were so dependable, who she had fought with from time to time, being reduced to…such a state…it didn’t make any sense.

“What…what the hell,” Hilda said, horrified, “what have you done to them?”

“Hehe, what do you mean?” Kostas asked sneeringly. “I haven’t done anything. I’ve just shown them the horny sluts that they are deep down.”

“That’s bullshit!”

“Hahaha! It’s fucking hilarious that you think that! Students, teachers, these knights, even fucking royalty have realized their true place! All of you are destined to serve me! Soon, even Rhea will be down on her fucking knees worshipping my cock! I’ll show her that she’s nothing more than another common whore! This whole monastery will see my greatness! And after that, so will everybody else!”

“I…I don’t understand. I knew you were brainwashing them, but..but how-”

“How did I do it?” Kostas asked with a smile. “I think I’LL be the one asking the questions, like…”

Walking to the side of the bed, Kostas placed his hand on the middle of the bed and leaned close to Hilda, “how did a stupid, spoiled brat like you manage to figure out what I was doing?”

“I’m the daughter of House Goneril and a retainer to the heir of House Riegan, asshole! I learned a long time ago to keep an eye on your friends and enemies! That’s how I noticed some of the girls around here were acting strange. People like Manuela and Edelgard sneaking their way around the monastery at weird hours, making their way to your room. Always seeming slightly off, as if being their normal selves was all an act. It didn’t take long to put the pieces together. Then when Leonie and Lysithea started acting strangely out of nowhere too…I knew you had done something to them.”

Hilda raised her voice again, “But you’re going to stop this right now! I know what you’re up to now, and I’ll let you know that not only are you breaking at least ten different peace agreements under the Church of Seiros, but you’re also breaking Imperial law to the highest degree under the authority of the Leicester Alliance. If you stop now, my brother might be merciful and not kill you on the spot!”

Kostas whistled in amazement, “Wow, those were a lot of big words there! Turns out you’re more than just a hot bimbo!”

“Screw you, asshole!”

“Hehe, that’s not a bad idea.”

Kostas wrapped his arms around Hilda and slowly ran his hands down her back.

“You got a bit of a mouth on ya…but you’re still really hot.”

Hilda let out low, **** whines as she felt Kostas’s hands feel up her body. Her face was filled with a pained, uncomfortable expression. Kostas’s large lands greedily ran down and gripped her back, Hilda squirmed against his touch, trying to escape those gross, possessive hands, but being unable to due to her restraints.

“And if I gotta be honest…I kinda like that about you.”

Kostas ran his hands down her back until he reached Hilda’s ass. Hilda squirmed some more as Kostas worked his hands underneath Hilda’s skirt and filled both of his palms with a handful of Hilda’s nice ass. It wasn’t as nice as some of his other slaves like Petra or Dorothea, but it was certainly nice in its own right. It helped that Hilda’s reaction made feeling her ass even sweeter, as more weak whimpers escaped Hilda’s lips.

Her whines were music to his ears; fucking brats like this needed to be taught their place. They always thought that the whole fucking world revolved around them, that they could do whatever they wanted without any consequences. Hehe, well not this time. This snotty, little, pink-haired brat, yeah, he would teach her a lesso-

Kostas suddenly cried out in pain, as Hilda **** him off of her by sending a kick right to his face.

Kostas stumbled back, his hands moving to his nose where Hilda’s boot had struck.

“Ah! FUCK! Ah, you stupid, fucking bitch!”

After yelling in pain for a few moments, Kostas trained his gaze onto Hilda, his eyes burning with fury.

He took a few steps forward, raising his fist, “I’m going to fucking ki-”

Kostas managed to stop himself. He took a deep breath while turning around and angrily paced himself in front of the bed.

Regaining his composure, Kostas grinned, “Hehehe, you shouldn’t have done that. We could’ve done this the easy way. I had a feeling you might be a handful. That’s why…I brought a little help.”

Kostas addressed Shamir and Catherine, “Why don’t you two tell our sexy, little friend to come on in? You can leave us and stand guard outside.”

Shamir and Catherine both gave dark grins, “Yes, Master.”

Hilda watched as Shamir and Catherine both exited the room, closing the door behind them. For the longest seconds of Hilda’s life, there was silence. The door opened again, a pair of high heels stepping through…

And Hilda’s heart froze.

Marianne was wearing a sexy blue lace bra and panties with a matching garter belt connected to blue thigh-high stockings. Every step she made was slow and calculated like walking itself was a sexual act for her. The dark grin on Marianne’s face completed the dominant, erotic energy that she exuded.

Hilda was dumbstruck, at a loss for words. Marianne could barely put on a bathing suit…how…how could she be wearing…THAT?! Hilda’s face turned pale, however, as she noticed Marianne’s dark smile.

It was just like Kostas’s.

The initial shock wore off, as Hilda’s face went from white to red.

“You bastard! What have you done to her?!”

“Hahaha! She looks pretty sexy, don’t ya think?! I’ll admit that there was something pretty attractive about the prim and proper look, hehehe, but seeing Marianne like this…talk about a pretty hot upgrade, am I right?!?!”

“Answer me, goddamnit! What did you do?!”

“Hehe, that’s the best part. You asked how I’ve been doing this. You see, it’s pretty simple….it’s my cum.”

“What?!” Hilda asked in disbelief.

“Crests are really something, aren’t they? All I have to do is give them a bit of my cum, and they become my hot, obedient sluts.”

Kostas’s grin grew wider, “I think I can spare you all the details. I mean…unless you REALLY want to hear how I fucked your friend.”

‘Marianne…no…she couldn’t…she…..she wouldn’t…’

Tears welled in Hilda’s eyes, as she pulled wildly at her restraints, “YOU BASTARD! I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU! I SWEAR! YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD!!!!!”

“HAHAHAHAHA!” Kostas bellowed. “You should see the look on your face! So fucking hilarious! Hahaha, it’s okay!”

Kostas threw his arm over Marianne’s shoulder, “Your friend was so sad and anxious before, but she’s WAY happier now, aren’t ya?”

Kostas gave Marianne’s cheek a long, wet lick,

Marianne giggled, “Mmmm! Yes, Master!”

Hilda thrashed against her restraints again, “STOP IT!”

Kostas chuckled, “She tried to save you, you know? When she woke up, she begged me to let the two of you go. Hehehe, so I gave her a choice. It was pretty simple: her body…for your freedom. Oh, she was so scared. She must really like you though because she still managed to be so brave. All it took was for me to say that I would offer you the same option. So cute hahahaha! She JUMPED at the chance to save you! WHAT A STUPID FUCKING IDIOT HAHAHAHA! I FUCKED HER REAL GOOD AFTER THAT!”

Kostas leaned into Marianne’s ear, “But now…you don’t WANT Hilda to leave, do ya, Marianne?”

“No, Master!”

“Well…since she’ll be staying with us…why don’t you help your friend relax a bit? She’s being rather…difficult.”

“Yes, Master.”

Marianne’s dark grin grew wider, as she slowly took step after step towards Hilda, seductively swaying her hips. Marianne kept her eyes trained intensely onto Hilda, that dark, playful smile sending a chill down Hilda’s spine.

“Marianne? What are you doing? Marianne!”

Marianne ignored Hilda, as she slid her body on top of Hilda’s.

“You shouldn’t give our Master trouble, Hilda. He only wants what’s best for us. He only wants the best for all his slaves. He chose me to be his ****, Hilda. He’s chosen you too. You, me, Lysithea, Leonie…out of everyone here at the Monastery, he chose us to be his slaves. Isn’t that amazing, Hilda? All of us are so lucky.”

Hilda couldn’t move with Marianne on top of her. She wished she could. She wished to escape this horrifying moment. She wished more than anything for this moment not to be real. That this was all some terrible nightmare. This…wasn’t Marianne. This wasn’t the kind, gentle girl that she knew.

“Master thinks you’re really pretty, Hilda. Hehe, and I agree. You’re realllyy pretty Hilda,” Marianne said, as she softly ran her hand across Hilda’s chest.

“Remember when our class took that trip to the beach? You wore that sexy pink bikini,” Marianne whispered sensually.

“We all had so much fun that day. You kept trying to get me into the water, remember that? You pulled on my arm, I lost my balance, and we fell into the sand. Your body…was underneath mine. You smelled so pretty…your lips were so close. We lay there for only a second…but it felt like forever. My cheeks got so hot…my heart was racing. I wanted to kiss you so bad…but I was so scared. You felt the same way, didn’t you, Hilda? I should’ve kissed you right then and there.”

Hilda DID remember that day…that moment. She remembered how surprised she had been when Marianne’s body fell onto hers…how Marianne had looked just as surprised, her eyes wide with shock. She remembered how they had kept staring at each other for what felt like so long as if time had stood still around them.

Marianne had always been special to her, but at that moment…for the first time…Hilda had realized just how beautiful she looked. The way Marianne’s brown eyes gazed into hers…the way Marianne’s hair beautifully framed her face…the way Marianne’s body had felt on top of hers…

Hilda’s heart had skipped a beat.

Those lips…in that instant, the thought of kissing them had flashed through her mind.

But she had hesitated, and before she knew it, the moment had passed.

Marianne had gotten off of her, she apologized profusely, and not long after that, they all had gone back home to the Monastery. They had never brought it up again after that, acting as if it had never happened. They were still friends, but something had felt…different since that day. There were about a million times when Hilda thought about bringing it up, to talk about what it meant. But she hadn’t known how Marianne felt about it. She knew how Marianne was. She didn’t want to scare her off or confuse her…but honestly…she knew that had all been an excuse.

She had been scared, scared to possibly ruin their friendship, scared…if Marianne didn’t feel the same way.

That day felt like a distant memory, especially with the frightful situation she now found herself in.

Marianne continued roaming her hands across Hilda’s body. Hilda could feel Marianne fondling her chest…her stomach…her legs…she still couldn’t believe this was happening.

“I’ve always had a crush on you, Hilda. The old me was too afraid to say anything, especially after that day on the beach. But now…”

Marianne leaned forward and began to leave kisses on Hilda’s neck.

“I’ve got you all to myself.”

Marianne’s outfit…the way she was talking… the feeling of her lips on her neck…on top of the fact that Kostas was gleefully watching the whole thing with that stupid, large grin on his face.

This was wrong.

“Marianne! Argh! Please! Stop this!” Hilda pleaded as she tried to shake off Marianne’s advances. “This…this isn’t you! Snap out of it! Remember who you are, Marianne! Please…you’re my best friend!”

At that moment, Marianne had a look of realization.

“H…Huh?”

Marianne pulled her lips away and sat up, putting her hand to her head. Something…something seemed to have gotten through to her.

“H-Hilda? I…mmggh…what…what am I…what am I doing? Hilda, what…what’s going on?”

Marianne…she was doing it…she was fighting off Kostas’s influence!

Hilda let out a small sigh of relief, “Oh, Marianne, I knew you coul-”

Hilda was cut off, as Marianne abruptly kissed her. Hilda’s eyes widened, her body having grown stiff. Caught off guard, Marianne was able to effortlessly slip her tongue into Hilda’s mouth…along with a small sample of Kostas’s cum. Marianne forcefully stuck her tongue down Hilda’s throat, taking claim of Hilda’s tongue with her own.

“Mmmpphh!” Hilda grunted, struggling against Marianne’s invading kiss.

As the kiss continued, however, Hilda could feel her body growing heavier. Her mind…was growing numb. Hilda’s resistance grew weaker and weaker until she couldn’t summon up any energy to fight.

“Mmpphh!…mmphh…”

As all of Hilda’s remaining strength faded, Marianne pulled away. Marianne smiled, as she saw Hilda now lying there in a daze, her eyes having grown cloudy.

“Gotcha,” Marianne chuckled.

“I…I feel so…ughh…..what did you…do to me…?” Hilda weakly stammered.

“Sorry, I had to Hilda. I couldn’t have you moving around like that with Master. But it looks like you're calmer now. Hehe, you can feel it, can’t you? Can you feel, Master?”

Marianne fondled Hilda’s body again, but this time, as Marianne’s hands traveled across her figure, Hilda’s body felt like it was on fire. Every brush of her fingers, every swipe of her hand made a hot, electric tingle course through her body. Hilda couldn’t help but moan. Those sweet sounds of helplessness were **** from her lips, as Hilda felt her body and mind engulfed by uncontrollable feelings of heat and confusion.

“Ooohhh…Marianne…please…” Hilda panted.

“This is all because of Master, Hilda. A part of him is inside of you. That means you can feel his strength, his greatness…his love.”

Marianne rubbed Hilda’s pussy through her panties, causing another rush of heat to run through her body. Her head was so dizzy; it was so hard to think straight. This was so wrong…so twisted…so….

Hilda let out more helpless whines, as this strange, unfamiliar heat consumed her body. Her hips involuntarily squirmed, as it became much harder to breathe.

Hilda was an absolute mess.

She was completely powerless before Kostas’s influence.

And Marianne was all too aware.

Looking back at Kostas, Marianne said, “She shouldn’t be a problem anymore, Master.”

Marianne whispered into Hilda’s ear, “You’re going to be a great slut for Master. I can't wait to see what he turns you into.”

Marianne stepped away, but not before leaving a last loooong lick on Hilda’s cheek, causing Hilda to let out another weak moan.

Kostas stepped forward, looking at Hilda like a delicious meal he was finally allowed to partake in.

And partake he did.

Kostas fondled Hilda’s body once again. This time, however, as Kostas’s hands met Hilda’s body, Hilda felt another incredible rush of heat throughout her body. But this one was so much more…pronounced. Hilda’s body…it was reacting so much stronger to Kostas’s touch. Marianne’s touch was one thing, but this…this was…

Hilda was absolutely helpless to resist.

“HAHAHAHAHA, NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!” Kostas bellowed as he hungrily ran his hands across her body.

“Mmggh…get…off…me…..” Hilda said weakly, the still rising heat making it so hard to even speak.

“Hahaha, you got a pretty strong will. Annette became my little plaything right away when this happened to her. But not you…”

Rather than being disappointed, Kostas suddenly looked even more excited.

“Hehe, let’s see how long that lasts.”

Kostas effortlessly ripped open Hilda’s shirt, revealing her large breasts in a cute, frilly, light pink bra.

“Wow! They’re even bigger than Shamir’s!!! I love a nice pair of tits!”

Kostas proceeded to fondle Hilda’s breasts, roughly squeezing them with his large hands.

“Ooohhhh!!!” Hilda moaned.

Her breasts were so hot, so sensitive; her nipples were like sharp stones as they rubbed up and down against the material of her bra. It was only made worse as Kostas shoved his face into them, hungrily kissing and licking them. Kostas’s unrelenting ****, the aching heat pulsating throughout her body, Hilda didn’t have the ability or the strength to fight it, as these sensations completely swept over her.

“Ohhh, oh, yes,” Kostas said. “You’re a hot little thing once you shut that pretty mouth of yours.”

Kostas leaned in closer and whispered, “You’ve been such a little brat this whole time. I can’t wait till I have you crying out my name, for those pretty lips to be sucking my cock.”

“No…I…I…won’t….mmnghh…” Hilda said, trying her best to resist despite her complete lack of control over her own body.

“You sure about that?” Kostas said.

Kostas reached under Hilda’s skirt and began sliding Hilda’s light pink lace panties with little white ribbons down her legs. Hilda was disgusted but ultimately unable to do anything as he removed her panties.

Holding up Hilda’s slightly damp panties, Kostas said, “Hehe, cute.”

Hilda could only sit back and watch as Kostas brought Hilda’s panties to his nose and sniffed them, clearly enjoying their smell.

“Yeah…I’m gonna like you.”

“Please…please stop…”

With that, Kostas crumpled Hilda’s panties into a ball and stuff them into Hilda’s mouth, silencing the young girl.

“Mmmphh! Mmmpphhh!” Hilda protested against her gag, the taste of her juices reaching her tongue and filling her mouth.

“Hehe, you taste pretty good, don’tcha?!”

Kostas proceeded to lower his pants, his large cock springing out.

“Mmphh!” Hilda yelled, her eyes widening as she saw Kostas’s naked cock.

Seeing Hilda’s reaction, Kostas laughed, “Hahaha, don’t worry. You’ll be loving the sight of my cock soon enough.”

As Kostas brought his cock closer, Hilda desperately wanted to move, but her body still wouldn’t respond. Her body was still so weak, her mind so dizzy. It got closer and closer, her fate becoming sealed once Kostas’s cock entered her pussy.

“MMMMPPHHHH!” Hilda cried out, as her already burning heat exploded, reverberating powerfully through her entire body. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head; her pussy was on fire from his throbbing cock thrusting inside her.

Kostas grabbed Hilda’s hips and rammed inside of her more and more forcefully.

Hilda had put up more resistance than others. For some reason, she wasn’t falling as easily as his other slaves. More importantly, however…

She had almost completely ruined his plans.

She had been THIS close to exposing him. THIS close to spoiling everything he had worked so hard for. He had so many amazing plans for this Monastery, AND SHE ALMOST FUCKED IT ALL UP! If Shamir and Catherine hadn’t found them when they had, he’d be dead! And this stupid bitch had almost caused ALL that!

Oh, he would show her. He would show this fucking brat, he would show EVERYONE that he was not to be questioned. NO ONE could challenge him.

KOSTAS would be king.

His will was absolute.

Kostas pounded Hilda harder, directing all of his anger into utterly dominating her.

As Hilda was **** to experience that anger entirely.

“Mmmpphhh! Mmmpphhhhh!!!” Hilda cried out.

Kostas’s cock inside of her disgusted Hilda…but at the same time, she couldn’t believe the pleasure she was feeling. The unbearable, addictive heat was driving her mind and body crazy, each thrust compounding these burning sensations. The hot pressure…it wouldn’t stop…it wouldn’t stop building up inside her…

The overpowering, dizzying rush of heat was coursing through her, and her mind was completely consumed by it. It had been so hard to think this entire time, but…it was more than that. She could feel…she could feel her thoughts slipping away…it…it was like her thoughts were being drained from her head…

And they were.

Despite what everyone thought of her, Hilda was remarkably talented. Her skills, her ingenuity, her intuition, her mind…they were all aspects of Hilda that made her exceptional amongst the students at Garreg Mach Monastery. And it’s also what made her so dangerous. These skills had almost brought an end to Kostas’s plans.

That resistance, that fire that Hilda had…

It was too much of a threat.

Kostas’s crest would have to do away with that.

It would have to be replaced with something more…fitting.

Kostas believed that Hilda was nothing more than a spoiled brat, that she was nothing more than a brainless, lazy bimbo with big tits.

And that’s exactly what he would get.

The sole daughter of House Goneril?

The sister of the great General Holst?

The retainer for the heir of the Leicester Alliance?

No, Hilda was NOTHING more than a mindless bimbo who would crave his cock.

With each thrust of his cock, Kostas’s crest was working to empty Hilda’s mind, robbing her of her intelligence. All her intellect, all her cleverness, all of that was slowly being taken away.

And Hilda could feel it. It felt like a straw was inside her head, sucking away all of her old thoughts, all of her old identity, while also inserting new thoughts and ideas that didn’t belong to her.

Bimbo.

Slut.

Whore.

Cock.

These were the words that Kostas’s crest implanted into her mind. They swirled over and over repeatedly until her mind was filled solely with these ideas.

These words were becoming ALL that Hilda was.

Everyone knew that Hilda was into fashion and cute accessories, but now, she ONLY cared about things like fancy clothes and makeup. She ESPECIALLY cared about sucking cock and being the perfect sex toy. Being pretty, wearing pretty clothes, wearing expensive perfume, having big tits, having a hot body. All these wonderful things would help her be the perfect sex toy.

The perfect sex toy for her Master.

All of this happened so quick.

It was absolute.

It was inescapable.

All of the old Hilda’s thoughts were thrown away until the new Hilda was all that remained.

“Mmmpphhhh!….Mmpphh……mmm…mmmmm……” Hilda closed her eyes, as she moaned through her gag.

Her resistance gone, Hilda started to buck her hips up in rhythm with Kostas’s thrusts, as she tried to fill every inch of her pussy with his cock. She was now indulging in the unbearable, addictive heat that had been ravishing her body. Her Master’s cock, being tied up by him, being dominated by him.

Hilda let out a muffled giggle.

Kostas came inside Hilda, wiping away the very last bit of her mind.

Pulling his cock out of Hilda, Kostas laughed, “What do you think of my cock now? You still think I’m a bastard?”

As Kostas pulled Hilda’s panties out of her mouth, Hilda opened her eyes…

And let out the widest smile.

“No way!” Hilda exclaimed happily. “You’re cock feels like soooooo good, Master! I loooove your cock in my pussy, Master!”

“Hahaha, I knew it! Deep down, you really are hot, little bimbo, aren’t ya?”

Hilda moaned at hearing Kostas’s praise.

“Mmm, oh yes, Master! Hehehe~, I’m your slutty, little sex toy! I’m so happy to be fucked by such a handsome Master! I reeallly need your cum inside me, hehe~!” Hilda winked.

Even without Kostas’s cock inside of her, her body still felt so sensitive, so hot, so…slutty. Her body was aflame with sex, experiencing a constant state of bliss. A state that could only be satisfied by her Master’s cock.

Kostas smiled and the two shared a hot kiss, their warm, wet tongues wrestling passionately with each other. Kostas made sure to grab her tits again which Hilda happily giggled at.

As they both stopped for air, Hilda said, “You’re like, such a good kisser, Master!”

“Hehe, you’re not too bad yourself.”

Kostas proceeded to untie Hilda’s arms, all while Hilda eagerly watched him, licking her lips in anticipation. Once Kostas fully untied Hilda from her restraints, Hilda flung herself at Kostas wrapping her arms and legs around him, as they shared another passionate kiss, Hilda erotically swirling her tongue inside her Master’s mouth. Kostas slipped his hands underneath Hilda’s skirt and squeezed her bare ass, as she enjoyed partaking in his newest, hottest ****.

Hilda moaned at the feeling of Kostas’s cock rubbing against her pussy, as she began leaving sweet kisses on his neck.

“Hehe, you sure are eager now,” Kostas said.

Kostas grabbed Hilda’s chin, forcing her off of his neck and having her look into his eyes.

“What do you say we let Marianne join in on the fun? She’s been looking forward to this all night.”

“Oh my Gawd, yes~! That sounds like so much fun! Marianne looks soooo hot~! You can play with both our big tits!”

Kostas laughed at Hilda’s enthusiastic response, “Just what I was thinking.”

Hilda, now completely fallen, giggled and made out with her Master once again. Marianne made her way over and wrapped her arms around Kostas’s neck from behind, her large breasts pushing against him, as she planted soft kisses across his large back.

The two best friends gleefully worked together in pleasuring their Master, as well as finally taking part in the joy of each other’s company.

By the middle of the night, all Kostas had to do was sit back and watch.

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It had been several weeks since Kostas had first joined the Monastery, and already so much had happened. Acquiring the fine bitches that resided here at the Monastery was quite the reward.

Some days were more exciting than others, of course.

Trying to keep up appearances at the Monastery, actually going on stupid missions and performing his “knightly” duties, as well as working on his future plans for this place, there was plenty of boring-ass bullshit that he had to do around here.

Every so often, Kostas’s needed a reminder to show him just how good he had it.

And right now was one of those sweet reminders.

Right now, Kostas was standing completely naked in the middle of his room…

As he had four gorgeous girls worshipping his cock.

His four newest slaves, Hilda, Marianne, Leonie, and Lysithea, were all naked and kneeling together, showing off their beautiful bodies to their Master, as they all happily tended to his cock.

Hilda, the capable retainer to Lord Claude, was running her tongue and leaving kisses along the base of Kostas’s cock. After their first night together, Hilda has completely transformed herself. People had taken notice of Hilda’s new, excessive ditziness, but what everyone had taken more notice of was Hilda’s new look.

Hilda now constantly wore prominent black eyeshadow, bubblegum pink lipstick, black constella hoop earrings, and powerful lavender perfume. Even in her uniform, Hilda now also had a tendency to wear pink push-up bras, further emphasizing her already large breasts and cleavage and making them center focus, which all the boys at the monastery took special notice of. Apparently, she was getting a lot of flack from her teachers regarding this new look. Kostas couldn’t disagree more; he absolutely loved it. It did well in showing off the slutty bimbo he always knew she was.

Hilda looked like she was having the time of her life, smiling and winking at him in between her kisses along his shaft. Nothing was going on in her mind besides enjoying her Master’s cock.

Marianne, the girl with the lowest self-esteem at the Monastery, was thankfully having just as much fun as Hilda. Her eyes looked a lot less tired and depressed, as she took turns with Leonie sucking the head of his cock. Marianne was so confident in her skills as a slut, as she slowly ran her lips and tongue up and down his head, savoring the taste of his cock.

Leonie, on the other hand, couldn’t hold herself back, as she quickly bobbed her head up and down his cock. She simply couldn’t help herself. She needed his cock. She needed to serve him. She needed to be fucked by him. Her feelings towards Jeralt were long gone, replaced only with a desire to please her Master.

Lysithea, the most powerful mage at the monastery, was greedily sucking his balls. All that power, all that potential, all that talent, and she was nothing more than another obedient slut worshipping his cock. When they first met, Lysithea had looked at him like he was nothing, like his very existence was beneath her, but now, she was sucking on his balls like they were candy. Granted, Lysithea could still be a real brat when she wanted to, but he had to admit that watching the young prodigy complain and demand for his cock was a real turn-on.

The sweet cacophony of giggles and moans from the four girls was like music to his ears. All four girls were staring up at him happily as they all worked together seamlessly in praising his cock.

“Hehehe, you four really are a talented, little group of sluts, aren’t ya?”

“Yes, Master!” the four girls said in unison, giggling amongst themselves.

“Who knew the Golden Deer bred such talented cocksuckers?”

“Thank you, Master!” the girls said in unison, as they continued to enjoy themselves, expressing all of their joy in being their Master’s slaves together.

Soon, Kostas would be able to experience this every day for the rest of his life.

Soon, Kostas wouldn’t have to sneak around anymore.

It was about time for the final pieces to be put into play.

https://www.redgifs.com/watch/shallowgoldenrodcanary

(Yes, I know these are the girls in their time skip designs. Just use your imagination lol)

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