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Chapter 33 by gunde gunde

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Riolta, Raya and the eighteen studs

?Then clearly you?ve not had very good guests,? Riolta replied to the Duchess? remark on her male guards reaction to the two female guests? appearance, a reply which the Duchess conceded to be ?most probably true,? with the unspoken admission that she had been as unimpressed by the previous delegation from Tharros as they had been puritanically incensed at the depravities of her court.

?However, since you?ve caused such a reaction amongst my men,? Riolta was certain that the Duchess, if it indeed was the duchess that was seated up there on the throne, was smiling under the concealment of her helmet as she made a brief pause in her speech, ?and have so readily stated your intention to take part in the ordinary activities of this court I see no reason not to tell those of my loyal men whose cocks have grown to full hardness as a result of your delectable appearance to step forth.?

Having moved her gaze downwards from the top of the towering throne down to its right base, where Korvac was standing, and began to ogle him with unabashed lust, her eyes glimmering as she took in the impressive build of his physique, and above all noting and fawning over the girth and length of his member as it had now swelled to its full size to undoubtedly measure more than sixteen inches from base to tip, with its width appearing to be somewhere between three and four inches, Riolta was actually a bit disappointed when the Duchess added ?But Korvac is to stay where he is,? even if the duchess? rushed to add a ?for now,? with a bit more haste than her social standing normally proscribed.

If the promise that she would not have to wait for long before finding herself at the receiving end of Korvac?s cock had served to lessen Riolta?s disappointment, the sight of eighteen studs stepping a foot closer to her, their loincloths brushed aside by the uniform rigidity of their long, thick cum-tubes, was enough to banish it all together.

None of the eighteen members were decorated with quite as fat a dollop of pre-cum oozing out its cumhole as Korvac?s, but Riolta still felt certain of the fact that she had the good fortune of finding herself in a room where all the men could be said to be gushers.

The question was whether the Widow Duchess? guards were natural talents, in which case she must have had her henchmen and emissaries? criss-cross their way back and forth all along the south coast of the Nostrum Sea in search of the most well-hung and muscular studs that they could find, or if they were more normally endowed men who had had their members enlarged so as to be of better service to the duchess and her female courtiers.

Either way, Riolta decided, it mattered little to her if Korvac was so gigantically endowed as a result of either him being rewarded for his services to his mistress, if it had been made longer and thicker as a show of rank, in which case it would constitute the best system of heraldry that Riolta had ever come across, or if his cock and balls had grown to such massive size in the natural manner, that all was theoretical information and she was more interested in having that giant rod of succulent cockmeat shoved up her pussy and asshole, the latter certainly proving a treat in conjunction which the spell that Raya had cast and which Riolta had yet to try out properly, her most promising tryout of it along with Ojo having been interrupted by the Voltsvaghn?s docking at the port, or jammed down her throat so that she could lap at it with her tongue.

Still, the most immanent matter concerned the eighteen male guards who had lined up with such confidence that it suggested that they were thoroughly trained to fight and manoeuvre in tight formation with one another.

?Boys,? the duchess spoke affectionately to her guards, ?strip,? before moving her head towards Riolta and Raya, ?and I suggest that you two do the same.?

?As for you,? the duchess now addressed her two male guests, correctly greeting them as ?Ojo, the monk? and ?Vaino, the Vangarian,? the former having had his codpiece stretched to ridiculous amounts as a result of his cock hardening in response to standing in the company of so many voluptuous women, while the latter?s loincloth was now serving as little function as those of the guards approaching Riolta and Raya, ?you two are not to be left out of the proceedings.?

Eager to find out what the duchess had in mind, Ojo and Vaino sharpened up as she went on to tell them that ?I intend to see you two tag-team my favourite girl-whore,? before nodding at Korvac, who in turn nodded at a courtier placed by a door located directly to the side of the throne.

The small door was duly pushed open, and mere seconds past before a female figure came sauntering out of it.

[Contains writer's notes]

How does the Duchess? favourite girl-whore look?

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