The Bathhouse, Part 1

Jace groaned as his sexy wife-to-be slid off of his lap and knelt before him.

“I want you to realize just what exactly I have to offer here. I’m not just here to steal power, I’m expecting you to keep me satisfied and happy. But, for today, I’ll satisfy you.” Rachel murmured sultrily.

“I’ll repay you whenever I get the chance.” Jace promised, making Rachel smile. Her hands found his pants, and unbuttoned them, pulling them down to reveal his less than amazing medieval underwear, which he didn’t like nearly as much as modern boxers. It was soft, but also much less form fitting, so it had a tendency to bunch up in his pants. Maybe he needed some underwear tailored to fit like modern boxers.

Jace’s train of thought sorta flew out the window, though, when Rachel’s hands went to the neckline of her dress, and for the second time today, Jace watched a gorgeous woman pull her tits out of her dress. Rachel had magnificent ones, though, definitely surpassing Emily. Jace was very pleased that the woman he was bound to marry was a sexy, busty young woman.

Rachel pulled down Jace’s underwear, and let his cock spring free. Jace was rapidly hardening already, just from the beautiful view that was Rachel’s plump bosom. Her breasts were round and flawless, with big, thick nipples and wide areolas.

Oh, how Jace wanted to suckle on her big nipples.

“I guess you like what you see.” Rachel murmured, looking appreciatively at Jace’s cock. She touched a finger to the underside of it gently, dragging a finger tantalizingly up from the base to the head, then she leaned in and planted the tiniest kiss on the very tip.

“Thank the gods that you’re so handsome.” Rachel cooed.

“It’s a blessing from Aurelia that you are so gorgeous, indeed.” Jace chuckled, until he realized abruptly that he had no idea who Aurelia was. Weird.

Rachel lifted her torso up some, and cupped her hefty breasts in her hands as she wrapped them around Jace’s cock.

Jace’s hands clutched the armrests of his chair tightly as he felt Rachel’s divine pillows engulf his throbbing cock. Fuck, she felt like heaven.

“Fortune really did smile upon our union.” Rachel grinned, and Jace groaned an agreement. Rachel’s laugh filled the room, and Jace had to gasp as she pressed her tits tighter around his cock, making it feel even better.

Jace began to thrust into her cleavage eagerly, and Rachel, sexy older woman she was, smirked at him as he pounded away eagerly.

“Burn me, that feels good.” Jace grunted.

Rachel’s full lips shook slightly as Jace’s cock drew near them on one particularly emphatic thrust.

“You’re enthusiastic about this, aren’t you?” Rachel grunted, and Jace nodded.

“Of course. Hard not to be with a beautiful woman like yourself.” Jace grinned, and Rachel looked quite pleased with the compliment.

A heavy knock came at the door, and Kailyn, who Jace had entirely forgotten about, hurried to open the door.

“High Lord Jace, it seems yours and your mother’s presence has been requested at the Amaranthine Palace.” Kailyn reported.

“Guess I’ll have to make you finish quick.” Rachel purred, and Jace’s eyes widened.

Rachel dropped her tits so they were no longer wrapped around Jace’s cock to his immense displeasure, but then suddenly his future wife lunged forwards and took several inches of his cock into her mouth… and then she kept going. Jace’s groans reached a new noisiness as Rachel expertly blew his cock. Jace’s hands went down to find Rachel’s heavy breasts and cup them, rubbing his fingers across her nipples.

Jace’s cock bottomed out inside Rachel’s throat, and she started choking on it. Jace found the sounds of Rachel gagging on his dick rather enticing, and one of his hands left Rachel’s bosom to place itself on the back of her head, and her pretty blue eyes met his, and she pressed her head down further until her nose was touching him, her gagging yet again filling the room.

Jace let out a loud, lengthy groan, and his hips bucked reflexively, which made Rachel gag harder. Looking at her, it was hard to believe she was a princess, honestly. She was incredibly eager in her oral ministrations, and she looked like a slut, honestly.

But that didn’t bother Jace in the slightest. For it was that slutty side to his future wife that was bringing him to the brink of cumming.

“Ugh… I’m gonna cum. Fu- Burn me, I’m gonna cum.” Jace growled, and Rachel’s eyes met Jace’s again, and they looked so… desperate and encouraging.

Well, she didn’t seem to mind.

Jace let out a shout as his seed exploded from his cock, rocketing down Rachel’s throat. She dutifully sucked his cock continuously throughout his eruption, milking every last drop out. Jace pulled his entirely clean cock from her mouth, and she took hungry gasps of air.

“Such a shame that you have royal business to attend to.” Rachel panted, “I was looking forwards to your repayment.”

“After how incredible that was, I’m not sure I can live up, but I’ll do my best whenever I have a free moment.” Jace vowed, and Rachel’s full lips, those very same lips that had just been encircling his cock, curved into a smile.

“I’ll be waiting.” Rachel said playfully, and she rose to her feet.

Jace rose too, and went for the door, but Kailyn stopped him and pointed downwards at his cock still hanging out. With crimson cheeks, Jace tucked himself back into his pants and headed out into the hallway.

“About time. I expect Princess Rachel and you had a… passionate meeting?” Ellie asked innocently.

“Like you didn’t hear.” Jace retorted wryly. Ellie bumped her arm against Jace’s, and grinned at him.

“I definitely heard. Sounds like the princess really pleasured you properly.” Ellie said innocently.

“Fuck, she’s amazing.” Jace laughed. Ellie cleared her throat.

“Burn me, she’s amazing.” Jace corrected. Ellie nodded.

“Alright, so, do you know much about Amaranthine customs?” Ellie inquired as they walked through the wide hallways of Holland Castle, towards the front gate.

“Nope.” Jace admitted readily.

“Right. So, the king’s message said that the meeting would be held in the bathhouse.” Ellie briefed, “The royal bathhouse is a big circular chamber with one large bathing pool. It’s about waist deep if you’re standing in it. There is strict nudity rules there, even for the servants who wash the royals and their guests. Only female servants are permitted in the bathhouse, though, don’t worry.”

“Hang on, so I’m going to be naked in front of the Waynes?” Jace asked incredulously.

“Yes, and they’ll be naked in front of you. Your mother will be present as well, of course.” Ellie explained.

“That isn’t weird to anyone here?” Jace hissed.

“No, and it’s never been weird to you before, so if you act strangely about it, they’re going to suspect something is strange about you. The… old you, or however I should refer to whoever you were before today, he made use of the nude bathhouses a lot, the one here on the grounds of Holland Castle more than anywhere else. Often joined by Lady Dana.” Ellie commented.

“So, old me used to fuck Dana in the bathhouse?” Jace asked, stunned.

“Yes. In the nobility, there is rather a lot of sex in the bathhouses.” Ellie admitted.

“Wow.” Jace said, and him and Ellie walked in silence together for a minute.

———

Jace and Ellie approached the castle gates and Jace looked at the two armored guards standing outside the castle gate, each with an insignia upon their chestplate, a golden stallion.

The soldiers bowed their heads to Jace.

“Lord Holland, the royal family have gone to the bathhouse.” the soldier on the left said.

“Thank you.” Jace said, as properly as he could.

The two soldiers clapped their fists to their chests. Ellie nudged him and Jace hastily copied the gesture back to them.

“The Amaranthinian salute.” Ellie explained as they walked on, “It’s heavily used in the military, not so much in a noble court.”

Jace nodded, trying hard to file away everything that Ellie told him.

The two soon reached a building shaped like a half circle, with rectangular entrances on the cardinal points.

“No bodyguards allowed in there.” Ellie spoke quietly to Jace, as there were other bodyguards, these ones males, not shield maidens. Jace was pretty sure he recognized one as Sophia Wayne’s security back in the real world.

“Right. So I just go in and start stripping?” Jace asked a little nervously.

“No. A servant will take you to a private changing room and you’ll disrobe there.” Ellie said, and Jace nodded before walking towards the nearest entrance.

He strode in like he belonged there, and was abruptly greeted by a familiar face. A pretty brunette girl named Reyna Harris stood before him, entirely nude. Jace tried hard not to ogle her fit, toned body, those gorgeous long legs, or her perky medium sized breasts.

“Hello, Lord Holland.” Reyna smiled demurely, which was very unlike Reyna, “If you’ll follow me this way.”

Reyna led Jace to a changing room, a small side room with a chest in the corner and a cot to sit on. Reyna closed the door, offering him one last momentary enjoyment of privacy before he stripped out of his clothes and dropped them in the chest. He removed an iron skeleton key from the bottom of it and used that to lock the chest. Jace tried to work out where he could keep the key, until he saw there was a chain around it, which he looped around his neck so the cold metal key hung against his chest.

Breathing out in preparation, the very naked Lord Jace Holland opened the door and stepped out of the changing room.