Forbidden Tomboy 14 – Trial and Talk

The Heavenly Jade Empress yawned.

It was a long, hearty sound, empowered by the voice amplifying enchantments woven into the Dragon Throne. Seated on the centre of her power, Lu Zhi struck a tomboyish figure. One leg was pulled in, serving as the rest for her right arm, which in turn was where her chin was placed. The posture had made her opinion on this matter clear from the start. Still, she had listened to the testimony – a testimony that was now halted.

“Do you care so little for your subjects?!” the father asked.

John had still not bothered to learn the man’s name and he would not. The wound Nathalia had inflicted on him had been allowed to remain largely untreated, turning an impractically thin bandage red. It was a blatant attempt to garner sympathy. It also wasn’t working.

“Your empress has given you time and you repay us with accusations,” Lu Zhi responded with a bored wave of her hand. “Great was our worry when we heard that a guest of mine had hurt one of our subjects. Greater still is our patience, that we do not see you hung by the feet from a bridge of our choice.”

The soft, casual tone of the Heavenly Jade Empress’ voice cut through the rage of the father and the daughter alike. Both of them were seated on pillows several metres away from the Dragon Throne. A position of great honour under usual circumstances and even under the current ones.

John was every bit as bored by this as Lu Zhi was. Shortly after he and Nathalia had returned to their lodgings, the Heavenly Jade Empress had sent for him. An emergency hearing was to take place and as the one to invite him, Lu Zhi had to judicate herself. It was a farce from start to finish, but they had shown up anyway.

Nathalia was practically making a point out of it to continue her snacking during the entire recounting of the events.

“Come on, finish your tale,” Lu Zhi told them. Tianlong coiled over the wide sleeve of her white silk dress. “We are open to hear this twist in the third segment.”

“After… afterwards she… constricted us with hands of molten rock… and then… then she threatened us and walked away!”

“How did you free yourselves so quickly?” Lu Zhi immediately picked up on the gap in the story. That was entirely her own intellect at work. There hadn’t even been time for him to present the story in private. Not that he needed to either.

“She… released us,” the father admitted slowly.

“But only after a humiliating and painfully long grasping!” the daughter added. She was dishevelled, but her Innate Ability had healed any wounds she might have used for this public stunt.

‘The urge to press the vibrator button…’ John thought to himself, then gave in. Anyone unaware of the change would not have been able to notice it. The Heavenly Jade Empress shifted the slightest bit in her chest, while pasties and a plug began to vibrate, stimulating nipples and backdoor. ‘Proper? No,’ John thought and glanced at the gathering of the Mandate’s court life. It was not a lot but it also wasn’t nothing, This farce had been tagged onto Lu Zhi’s usual ruling time. ‘Hot? Incredibly.’

“You have brought this matter to us so we may judge and judge we… shall.” Lu Zhi’s voice hitched for a moment, prompting John to stop increasing the intensity of the buzzing. He left it there and the Heavenly Jade Empress expertly pretended that she needed to think. “By tradition, we will judge on the grounds of practicality, morality and hierarchy. On matters of practicality, you are found in the wrong. You wish for us to condemn a foreign sovereign and his woman and thus would bring great harm to the Mandate of Heaven. On the matter of morality, you are found in the wrong. You struck stone with your bare fist and now cry that your knuckles ache. On the matter of hierarchy, you are found in the wrong. You annoyed a divine dragon and should consider yourself lucky to have come away alive.” Lu Zhi stood up abruptly. “This matter is dismissed. Insist on it and I shall reconsider the bridge.”

“U-understood!” the father stated, then dragged his daughter away with him. Jin appeared thunderous, but she was not ready for a second humbling in fewer than two hours.

‘Let’s hope I never see them again,’ the Gamer thought.

“We thank you for your patience, President of Fusion,” Lu Zhi then addressed him. “As my guest and fellow sovereign, you are free to leave.”

“Then I shall do so.” John bowed his head as he rose up, then offered his hand to Nathalia. The dragoness made a point out of it to send another glare through the gathered noblemen, many of which had been there to witness the event. Xi Pang himself had chosen for one reason or another not to attend. John could only assume he did not want his face associated with bitter memories.

The glare of the curvy goddess was all the more alluring to John for knowing that she, too, was currently experiencing a constant buzzing. Underneath the obsidian scales, the toys were still intact. John invested only in the finest quality of sexual entertainment.

That Nathalia did not shove him down to the ground and mount him immediately spoke to how much her self-control had grown. Unlike Lu Zhi, the dragoness had both of her holes subjected to vibrations and John was not shy about pushing Nathalia a little further. If the globally known nymphomaniac acted as if she was in heat, that was just another rumour for the rumour mill. The Heavenly Jade Empress getting found out to be squirming on the throne of her ancestors? That was a bigger issue.

John disabled Lu Zhi’s vibrator as he stepped away, leaving her to hold the rest of her court in peace. Arm around Nathalia, he then descended to the middle levels of the court. “Where are we heading, my mate?” she asked him in a husky tone. She was holding out for his sake, but it was clear that the ‘shove him down and mount him’ option was very much on the table.

“There is a conversation I still want to have,” John answered and curved into a side corridor. He was moving with confidence. To clue Nathalia in a little further, he whispered to her, “I have gotten an invitation.”

They turned another corner in the many side corridors of the Heavenly Jade Palace. Like all great governing structures, there were plenty of rooms reserved for the two ever-present factors of such buildings: servants and scheming. The Gamer kept tracing the connection he felt, until he arrived at a door.

He did not knock. The door was opened for him all the same.

John found himself standing before Qingmei Xiaoqing. The blue-skinned lamia had a tail the length of his body, but at her comfortable position she was about his height. John did not remember seeing her at the party and he got the feeling that he definitely would have. Putting his erudite memory to the side, the curvaceous snake lady had chosen a dress with deep insight into her female assets. Her Nathalia-rivalling tits were squished together into an ocean of purple-blue glory. Elegantly curved body markings underlined her collarbones, came together at the north end of her cleavage, parted again in convex lines, and met once more before the rim of the dress hid it all. It was as if her body had an inbuilt lens, focusing male attention on her cleavage – even more so than usual.

John’s gaze did not linger for more than a second. Enticing as the matronly lamia was, he had a slightly larger pair of breasts available. Besides, he was not there for pleasure. “May I ask that you enter?” Qingmei asked with a gentle smile.

“If I may be so bold,” John answered and stepped through the entrance with Nathalia.

The front and back of the room were separated by a burgundy red curtain. Expensive wood furniture lined the wall, much of it filled with various potted plants. A singular shelf behind the curtain held items of interest – various alcohols and other stable drinks.

John had an easy time manoeuvring the room, for the simple reason that he had been there for the past fifteen minutes. Once he had sat down at the hardwood table, he picked up the singular acorn on the table. “Not the most elegant way to get in contact with me,” he told Qingmei and undid the Possession on it, “but I suppose this isn’t the last time you will make me trip up?”

“I had the utmost trust you would catch my silly signal,” Qingmei said, slithering up to a bonsai tree placed on one of the shelves. She gave the little masterwork of a plant affectionate pats, as if it was a prized family dog. “You are a known genius, Mister Newman.”

She addressed him in fluid English. Her tone was calm and gentle. John found it a little too easy to listen to her.

“I’m happy you made the time for me. If you do not mind, I would like to discuss some details about this wood trade you were considering? I-“ The lamia turned around and abruptly stopped in her little talk.

She witnessed a scene of Nathalia shoving her tongue into John’s mouth and John reciprocating with the same amount of ****. Admittedly, this was bad showmanship. However, if his women were in a frisky mood, the Gamer could not help but oblige. Plus, he might as well make it a power move. “Do you mind if we use the table?” he asked. Qingmei raised a hand to her mouth as if scandalized. She could fake the gesture, but she could not fake the lack of embarrassed blush. “Let’s be honest now, shall we?”

Qingmei stared at him for a single calculating second, then she discarded the matronly mask. Slumped shoulders pulled back. One of her hands landed on her hips, which swung ever so softly to the left. It was incredible how much such changes could do for her body language. “If you think the table can hold you, go right ahead,” she stated.

‘That’s the dangerous woman I saw,’ John thought to himself and helped Nathalia on the table.

“Impressive,” Qingmei commented, when he pulled out his cock.

“You know not the half of it, young serpent,” Nathalia sighed, then moaned when the vibrator in her cunt was replaced with his erect manhood. “Finally!” she declared, hooking one leg behind his hip. The other served as John’s handle.

“That does look… quite enjoyable,” Qingmei gasped and slithered closer. She bent forwards, putting the depths of her cleavage and the hypnotic pattern on full display.

The Gamer chuckled. “I appreciate the sight, but I have too much to be bribed by base seduction.”

“To be called base,” Qingmei muttered with a hint of genuine offense. She coiled around a mixture of tree stump and stool that appeared specifically made for a lamia like her to rest comfortably. Her eyes beheld Nathalia’s swinging breasts for several seconds. The slapping of flesh against flesh and the dragoness’ throaty moans put a lustful purple blush under the lamia’s blue eyes. She brushed a few strands of her black hair behind her ear, clearly drawn into the scene in front of her, man, woman, and all.

“I’ll respect your time,” John stated, pulling Qingmei out of her entrancement. “I understand that Han Xu is not the true head of your trio of clans?”

“No… no, that idiot is anything but,” Xiaoqing confirmed, her tone so filled with mockery that it bordered on biting. “He is my unknowing puppet and he will remain so as long as I provide him with the free time and luxuries he prefers to enjoy. Bai Bai will keep his dick sucked and I will have the time to keep the family books in proper order.”

“Re---sssourceful!” Nathalia pushed out a simple compliment.

“Thank you – and in the interest of the family, I wish to clear up what exactly I am dealing with,” Qingmei managed to focus her sapphire gaze on John. “I prefer to remain outside the attention of the Forbidden City. The prime minister had my support because he kept his nose out of my business.”

“And because of the bribes?” John threw in.

Qingmei mockingly pushed air out of her nose. “Please. Some bribes you have to accept only so the little people above you think they control you.” She made an offhand gesture. “I was fine with that arrangement, but I can see that the prime minister’s time is coming to an end. The Heavenly Jade Empress herself has whispered into your ear the foundation of his demise.”

“You’re putting this all together quite quickly,” John observed.

“You won’t deny that I am correct?”

“From the moment we first crossed eyes, I knew that you were dangerous.” John pulled out of Nathalia for a moment to turn her on her stomach. He wanted to get a nice view of her jiggly rear for a bit. “Which means I don’t have to tell you what position you are in now that the proverbial Eye of Sauron has fallen on you.”

“My only choices are to throw in my lot with Xi Pang or the Heavenly Jade Empress – and I am no fool.” Qingmei’s clawed fingers combed through her hair, revealing the blue inner strands as her digits travelled through. “I want you to know that I have run the pragmatic analysis. Do not trust me, just know that my only interest is to continue to administer my province in my way. I’m a servant of the empire and will remain loyal to who is in charge. It is that simple.”

John wished that Qingmei would put that intellect to use to better the world at large instead, but a local genius was better than a local fool. “I will relay the message to Lu Zhi. What kind of relationship can she expect from you, then?”

“I will be her eyes and ears in the faction of the prime minister for as long as I can convince Han Xu to play a part in it. She can relinquish our privileges, I do not need them to turn a profit. The only thing I do not want is for our ancestral lands to be put in the crosshairs of the conflict.” There was genuine concern on her face now. “The forests of old do not deserve to be disturbed by the wars of the now.”

John grunted, slamming into Nathalia and releasing inside her. His vocal cords locked for the few delightful seconds of bliss he was afforded. The dragoness continued to spasm on the table, leaving the scheming serpent in awe. The expression Nathalia must have shown to Qingmei had to be truly sublime.

“We will find an arrangement then,” he promised her.