Take Rachel to a room that is closest to your sister's bedchamber

You take Rachel's hand in yours and lead her out of the room. Stepping into the hallway, you take her to the room right next door. A dimly lit bedchamber from a slow burning fire, you heard the door shut behind you before taking her in your arms, kissing and running your hands up her sexy body with passion.

Kissing up her neck you bite her ear and ask softly, "How about it Rachel...? Want to give my sister a grand performance to tickle her imagination.... enough to want to crawl out of her bed and beg to crawl into ours?" Your own imagination running wild with taking the sexy maiden you just shared with your sister, who lies just a wall away, all for her to hear in the hope she gains a second wind and comes for another round just to make sure you succeed in the forbidden deed of continuing your line.

"Hmmm, god your insatiable...." With a giggle she runs her hands down your back and teases, "Especially when it comes to your sisters...", She shudders against you with need, her own imagination runing wild with naughty thoughts as she enjoys your ministrations on her while running her hands all over you.

"Just how many sisters do you have...?" She asks out curiosity. As much as a means to get you stirred up again for your cock to tend her aching pussy as he did Erika's just moments ago.

Wondering where this was going, yet not wanting to wonder for long, you decide to humor her.

"Well, other then Alexa and Erika, whom you got to know very well.... There's my youngest sister Sarah from my mother." Sensing her question, you add, "...and yes, she is beautiful and would be very delicious to have. But I don't know her as well as she was sent away under care of the court eunuch."

"That's too bad... but on the other hand, that means another sister to make a woman out of the first chance you get..." Shaking with need she teases, "...and you'll have the freedom of molding her and I to tend to your needs..." Rachel responds a little disappointed, but still hopefully, especially that despite the heat and passion flowing through her she noticed something interesting that you mentioned.

"From your mother....? Does that mean you have sisters from other women?!"

"Just one other. Her name is Ivette. She was born from a romantic affair with my father and a women called Azar whom he rescued from slavery and made into his chambermaid. As my sisters and I grew up, mother and father grew apart so Azar came in and filled the void in father's life and Ivette was the result." You answer a bit bashfully at letting that slip.

"You got along with Ivette I wager....?" She whispers in your ear sexily before kissing down your neck. A lady eager for gossip, curious to see where the topic was going and wanted to hear it for herself to be sure.

"Closer then anyone thought or imagined...", you reply nostalgically. "We are not as close as you think, to my regret and disappointment. We fooled around in the stables, getting frisky, but aside from kissing and groping, we never got farther then that"

"But you want to...?" She moans knowingly.

"Dear god I do..."

"Oh?" She teases, biting your neck as she grinds her hip against your hardening cock. "So you want do give your bastard sister a bastard of her own...? Like mother like daughter...."

"So bad...." She giggles as you moan and your cock throbs against her in response, kissing down your body.

"Did your father have sisters?", she asks, changing the subject faster then you can ask where she is going with all this. All the while kissing father down your body. Her eyes full of need as she frees your cock once again. Moaning softly as she runs her tongue along the underside and around the head. Licking, sucking , and stroking it to both your enjoyment.

"A few.... but as far as I know, most of them died before he took the throne. The only one still living was his handmaden aunt Beatrice, and only a select few even know that she is his bastard sister." You groan in slight confusion and intrigue as your quite sure she has a purpose in all this.

"Did he Fuck her?", she asks, preparing her masterful blow, in more ways than one....

"I don't know...", you answer honestly, giving in to the feeling of her expertise.

"I bet he did... I bet he fucked all his sisters, and filled them with his children.... Wouldn't that be grand? To find out you have even more sisters out to there, products of your own fathers incestuous desires... Waiting for you to find them and take them, and breed them just like your parents did...?" Running her hands up your thighs she teases, "Including taking a peasant girl like me under your service and making her bear your bastards who will grow up to love thier brothers and sisters and bear thier children..." A wicked thought coming to mind, she teases, "Or mabye that should only be reserved for you and you alone, showing all your daughters what it's like with a real man...." She goes on as she sucks and tends to your cock between breaths.

Your cock twitches with excitement at the fantasy presented before you, hoping that it might be true. It is like you suddenly became possessed and your cock had never felt harder. You pull your cock from her mouth and **** her backed up, ripping off her clothes as she squeals with shock and surprise. You quickly lifted her up by her waist and slam her against the wall that separates you from your sisters room.

Rachael gasps with amazement at your power, her eyes wide and hungry as she reaches down and grasps your cock, guiding it to her pussy with need. Erika hears the slut scream and moan with pleasure as you drive into her wet pussy. Her arms around your neck and her legs wrapped tightly around your waist. She squeals, screams, and cries out with each thrust, but her noises fade from focus. You concentrate on ravishing and impregnating this bitch before you, hoping your sister hears every moment of it as you pound her against the wall.

The familiar feeling of the barmaid's tight, warm, silky smooth pussy around your hard royal cock drives you wild with need. Her pussy milking your cock for its seed, dying for the opportunity to create a lasting bond with royalty and your cock powerless to resist the chance.

Rachael cries out from the feeling of your cock thrusting deep within her, holding you tight and reveling in her power over such high nobility... a common girl driving a prince to ravish her with such need.

"Fuck me prince! Fuck me harder! Make me yourssss!!!" Rachael cries out as you run your hands up from her hip past her taut stomach to cup her bouncing breasts, making her shake against you as you bite and suck on her neck.

After ravishing her for what feels like an hour but mere minutes, you thrust deep and roar like a mighty beast as you cum inside her. Feeling her shudder against you as your cock twitches and squirts your warmth deep within her.

"Ohhhhh gooodddd yessss!!! I feel it... oh fuck yes cum in meee!!!" She cries out as she cums, her pussy clenching hard around your cock, trapping it inside her as she milks you of every drop.

Yet even so you find youreslf still hard and and simply proceeded to pound her on the wall again much to her surprise and delight.