Myrce wants her good-night milk

There were only two beds in that little house, so Malape gave Myrce's bed to their guest and sent the girl to sleep with the cattle. Lunnara didn't say anything about that. She knew the girl's bed was already hers too and she also knew that sooner or later she would not sleep alone. She mutted a spell to muffle all sounds of the room once she was alone inside of it and, since she wasn't able to get completely naked thanks to Nameria, she **** the living armor to morph into a complex set of jewelry to cover her whole body: the chest piece became two piercings for her nipples, the head piece became a choker around her neck, and almost the rest of it became a beautiful black rope, thin and soft, that was tied all around her torso and stomach in a shibari fashion. She let the black skirt flowing from her tied hips, since it gave her a royal aura, but morph it so that her front would be completely exposed. That wasn't an attire adequate to sleep on, but this was not a night for sleep. The sorceress lied back on the bed and waited.

It wasn't to late when Myrce opened the door of her own room.

"Please, I... the cows make too much noise and it's cold." Said the girl at the feet of the bed, with that sweet voice of hers. "And I... I want more of your milk"

Lunnara's only answer was to lift the sheets that covered her.

"Woa." Said the girl, looking at her entangled form. "You are beautiful..."

"Thanks Myrce."

"Aren't you cold?"

"I am... But I have you now to warm me, don't I? Come here." Myrce was quick to obey and soon, her gentle fingers were all around her shaft. In her tiny hands, a few inches were still poking out of the top of her fist. "Use your mouth this time, it feels better that way."

She started with quiet kisses with her hands still in place, slowly moving her fingers to massage the meat, her mouth focused in the head. She closed her eyes, enjoying the flavor and tight closed her lips around it, sucking with incredible strength. She released the head then, making a loud 'slurp' sound that was just too cute for Lunnara to bear.

"Do that again."

"It's too loud. Mama will hear."

"No, your mama won't hear us. I have made sure of that."

"How?"

She looked at the girl with her most terrible glare and make her eyes glow, the shine of moonlight. "Because I'am a sorceress."

"A witch?" The girl's voice sounded a little scared, but only a little, and she did not loose her grip on the cock. "But those are old and mean, you are beautiful and good."

"No, not a witch, a sorceress. I am not a woman of the church but a woman of my own. I bend the elements to my will and command over beasts and humans alike. I do what I please and take what I want."

"And... what do you want?" Her grip grew stronger and her breath caressed the head of Lunnara's meat.

"I have come to this lands to claim them as mine. I will enslave the church, I will enslave the kings and make their armies fight and die for me. I will be queen of all the human kingdoms and unify them under a single banner."

"Yeah... but I mean... Do you want me?" She extended her tongue and gave the head a slow lick.

Lunnara's eyes glowed brighter. "When I become queen, will you sit at the feet of my throne and milk me as you like to do?"

"I will... I will stay there all day and night." She gave the cock another sloppy suction.

"Do you renounce your god, your kingdom and your mother for me?"

"I do... please say that you want me."

"I do want you, sweet Myrce."

"I... I want you too."

"Prove it."

The young girl started to slurp almost in desperation, she sucked like her life depended on it, while moaning like a bitch in heat, she wanted her moans to be hear, she wanted her new master to know that she was a devoted whore, there to please and serve. Ultimately, it was not her skill not her lacking of gag reflex what pleased Lunnara, but her utter devotion, her will to please her. She felt her orgasm approaching and held the head of the girl down, forcing her to suck deeper for the final release. Tears began to form in the teen's eyes, but she did not complain, her eyes were focused on her master, asking if she had done a good job. When the cum started to flow the whole body of the girl started to shake as her eyes rolled back over her drooling mouth and she fell into her own orgasm.

It was not Myrce, but Lunnara who lifted the head, as the girl stayed in a state of catatonic ecstasy. Her face a beautifully disgraced mess of cum and split. The sorceress, as a whore herself, kissed that gaped mouth and licked the face clean . Both women giggled. The sorceress then directed the girl to put herself on all fours over the bed, and she positioned herself behind. She spread the buttocks of the young farmgirl and glared with lust at her wet folds and pulsating hole.

"Now, tell me, oh sweet, sweet Myrce... are you a good girl?" She said while teasing her virginal folds with her cock, but she them pointed her cock to her asshole. "...Or are you the best girl?"