On Maud’s face

You take a look at Indra and think about how your toxic kisses have caused her to be so horny for such a long time. With Maud also having fallen victim to your lips, there’s a pretty good chance she’s going to start screwing around with everybody. That makes marking her now too dangerous, so instead of breeding her, you decide to cum all over her face.

You bring your cock to her face and start unloading on her forehead, nose and left cheek. Indra watched you humiliate Maud and soon came as well.
When Indra let go of Maud, the inn keeper brought her hand to her face. She scooped some of your sperm from her face and sensually licked it up.
Indra, apparently not yet satisfied, sat back on her knees and started licking your sperm off Maud’s face.

“You girls stay here and enjoy yourselves.” You say as you put your clothes back on. “I’ll go and explore the village a bit.”

Just before you exit the room, you take another look in the mirror and see your horns. That’s right, you dispelled the illusions. You quickly recast them and hide your horns again.
When you hear Maud moans, you turn to her and see she is lying on her back. Indra’s head is between the inn keepers legs, returning the favor. Those two will keep themselves busy for a while, no need to worry about them.

You walk through the hall and head towards the entrance. Just as you are about to leave the inn itself, the door opens and a man comes in. He is dressed in fine leather and a velvet cloak. A little too flamboyant to your taste, but undeniably handsome.

“Greetings and salutations.” The man says upon seeing you. “I was not aware other travelers were present in this lovely inn.”

“A good morning to you as well.” You say with a smile. “Me and my friend have only just arrived. I doubt Maud had time to inform you.”

“Then please allow me to introduce myself.” The man said.
He bows and takes off his hat in a flourish and says “Russ DeLarco, swordsman extroadinaire.”
When he stand up again he snaps his fingers and produces a slip of white paper. You take it from him and see his name and a wood cut illustration of a swordsman with a feathered cap. Beneath his name, Russ DeLarco, is printed, "Never a duel lost, never a challenge refused."
Well he sure thinks he’s kind of a big deal.

You make a little bow yourself and introduce yourself. “Sabine St.Croix, simple traveler.”

“Beg your pardon, but you appear more like an angelic beauty then a mere traveler. Russ says as he puts his hat back on.

It has only been mere minutes since your last orgasm, but Russ’s compliments make your cock slightly grow. You can’t quite tell if it’s cause of him being a charmer or you becoming a slut.

You place your right hand on your chest and say “Mister DeLarco, that is quite a compliment.”
Normally you would never react in such a way. But if you do, you could perhaps kiss him or have him drink your milk and introduce your toxins to his body. You’re really curious if their effects are similar or different on a man’s body.

“My Lady, it is merely a the truth.” Russ continues as he places a palm on your cheek. “A woman with an innocent face like yours and blessed with such delicious curves truly is a daughter of perfection.”

You feel yourself blush and pull away. Damn, you really getting the hots for him. Your first experience with sex was in no way like you wanted it to be. But maybe, if you allow yourself to be seduced, Russ could help you fulfill this fantasy and take you the way you always imagined.

“Would you care for some wine?” You hear Russ ask.

“Uh, Yeah.” You say almost automatically. “I’ll uhm, think I saw Maud go to the kitchen, earlier. I’ll … go there and ask her for some.”

“Feel free to bring whatever drink you deem worthy to my room, second door to the right.” Russ says. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

As Russ leaves you stand still for a moment longer. What is wrong with you, that was a reaction you could expect from a neophyte, not a paladin of the … well, you’re not a paladin any more. But you’d like to think you still have the same willpower as one.
Oh, whatever. You head into the kitchen and start looking around for some wine. You find a bottle of cheap wine and get a pair of goblets.
When you are about to walk out of the kitchen, you see two empty mugs next to a canister filled with milk. Maybe, instead of bringing Russ some wine, you could fill these mugs with your milk and have him drink that?