The beast emerges

Hudds watched a reprise of the kiss between Alexia and Lucia as the two parties separated to go down different end of the wing in which they were staying. Sloppily swapping cum, the two babes really went to down with their goodnight kiss. After tipping him a wink, Riolta, who was flecked here and there with the stuff also, added her tongue to the mix. Hudds watched the three-way kiss, mesmerised. He knew he should have been watching the corners for surprise attacks, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away.

After a brief while, it stopped. Riolta clasped Alexia’s hand and drew her towards her.

‘Goodnight, Countess,’ said Riolta. ‘Goodnight Hudds.’

As the groups exchanged pleasantries, Hudds was left to reflect on the changed tone of Riolta’s salutation. She had said it to him very seriously. But then he was being led down the corridor by the other three women. At which point, Emmanuella unzipped his trousers and proceeded to pull his monstrous horsedick out of the tight leather garment. Sticking stright out, the massive, heavy staff protruded from his groin like a battering ram.

Emmanuella grasped it firmly just below the head, and led Hudds down the corridor by it.

At the end of the corridor, Riolta and Alexia made their way towards Emmanuella’s suite. Two guards were on the door.

‘Keep watch tonight, boys,’ Riolta said to them, as they let her and the young blonde in, ‘and there may be something in it for you tomorrow morning.’

Once inside, Riolta made sure to listen carefully as the door was locked by the guards behind them.

Alexia threw herself dramatically onto a couch. ‘How boring!’ she exclaimed, ‘worst ball I’ve ever been to!’

Riolta smiled, and approached the place where she had stowed her bow. ‘Let’s see. Your ballgown consisted of a pair of black x’s over your nipples. You declined the opportunity to wear jewellery, preferring instead to sport a massive load of cum on your face, hair and tits, you were finger-fucked during the starter by me, while seated on your left hand side of the table you met a slut as big as you. You were then assfucked in the toilet, facialed – again – and spent the walk back cumswapping with Dacca’s courtesan.’

‘Exactly!’ said Alexia. ‘Boring!’

‘Well,’ said Riolta, retrieving he bow and putting it on the table next to Alexia, ‘the night is young. It’s quite possible there is some more entertainment in store.’

‘I think that might be true,’ Alexia said as Riolta went out to check the balcony was unoccupied. Satisfied that there was no-one there, Riolta nodded to herself. Nobody was getting in the room at present.

She turned around. Alexia was sitting on the couch, looking at her. She was wearing a pair of gloves. On the end of each of the fingers were knives.

‘Fuck.’ said Riolta.

Alexia just smiled.

‘How did you get those in here?’

‘There’s a dinky little secret compartment in that thick, fur-lined cloak I wore when we came here earlier. I just took them out and popped them under the couch.’

‘You’re the beast.’

‘I’m an absolutely ravishing young woman and everyone around here loves me.’

‘You killed your brother’s fiancée.’

‘And the woman he was cheating on her with. My brother has a lot of admirers. But I’m the only pretty girl here. Me. I knew as soon as I arrived from the estate that I’d be a big hit at the Court. I wish he would realise it too. So everyone he takes a shine to has to go…’

‘I knew **** was a big thing at the Court,’ Riolta ventured, sweating, ‘but I didn’t realise the lengths that people go…’

Alexia smiled, took her index finger and ran it across the bowstring of Riolta’s weapon. It snapped.

‘Oops…’ said Alexia.

'Redmond isn't going to be very happy about this...'

'He'll live. Which is more than I can say for you...

Riolta shuddered. The beast wasn’t a shapechanger. It was Alexia. And she had just locked herself inside the room with her…