A midnight caller

The young servant waiting outside Dacca’s chambers bulged his eyes as Riolta appeared, the bow-mistress’ face and tits concealed by the thick ropes of cum and her tits bulged against the snug fit of the miniscule band tied around them.

In her right hand, she held her bow and quiver, whilst her tiny skirt hung from her other hand’s index finger, her pussy being completely bared and it and her thighs glistening with the gelatinous juices produced during her climax from Lucia’s nimble tongue.

His cock starting to harden at the sudden appearance of the half-naked slut, reeking as she was of sex and eyeing his startled frame with intent wantonness, the servant, a rather handsome young man with tawny hair a slim build, swallowed hard and did his best not to stare at her.

“Ah, I see that Dacca picked a boy perfect for my tastes.” Riolta said to the servant, moving her right hand to the front of the youngling’s pants, cupping his swelling cock whilst he remained frozen, having leaned up against the wall.

“Now,” Riolta spoke very calmly, her hand now moving back and forth along the length of the servant’s member, “are you just going to stand there, looking all flustered, or are you going to show me to my room?”

“Right.” The servant finally managed to stutter, after spending a few seconds nervously wetting his lips with his tongue and running his gaze over Riolta’s body, the young man having completely dropped all pretence of not noticing the sluttish beauty of her appearance.

Doing his best to snake his way out from his position between the wall and Riolta, the young man, barely out of his teens, found that while Riolta might be prepared to let him slip out from in front of her, she was not inclined to let go of his member just yet.

Not until the servant produced a groan as a sign of his oncoming orgasm did Riolta allow him to escape her grip, the buxom archeress not being prepared to waist the boy’s cum by having him blow his load in his trousers.

It was in this manner, half-naked and with the High Regent’s cum dripping of her shapely frame, with a servant in front of her doing his best to walk in a way that wouldn’t disturb his cock enough for him to cum, that Riolta proceeded to her quarters.

And if her walk to Dacca’s office had provoked quite a few stairs, her departure from his section made that fade in comparison. The fact was that she and the guardsmen had been posted in the opposite part of the castle from Dacca’s chambers, and so she and the nervous servant would have to pass straight through the central, more populated parts of it to get there.

It was still a few hours left until midnight, and plenty of noblemen, who either lived at the Palace or who were attending a smaller dinner (Redmond had informed Riolta that such meals were a common occurrence in the palace, they provided Dacca with an opportunity to influence the present nobles to see things in his way), were still around.

Once again, the sight of Riolta parading by them provoked hypocritical glares and mutterings of disgust, the noblemen unfortunate enough to have their wives or other female relations present doing their best to hide the fact that their cocks started to harden just from the sight of Riolta’s glorious tits and the naked beauty of the rest of her body.

Repeating her act of apparent ignorance of the way in which her appearance affected those around her, Riolta twirled her skirt around her fingers as she swaggered behind the servant, making sure to bob her ass as she proceeded past the on-lookers, offering them the opportunity to gawk the firm, rounded contours of her enticing derriere.

As they came closer to her room, the amount of people moving about started to drop, and the corridor was completely empty when the servant stopped outside a door.

“What’s your name?” Riolta asked the servant, having shown some mercy towards him by remaining silent during their walk.

“Uh, it’s Zeke…” the servant replied, Riolta now standing in front of him in a wide-legged stance which left the folds of her pussy completely exposed.

“Zeke, I’m going to tip you now.” Riolta told the young servant, and then dropped down on her haunches.

Far too shocked by the entire situation to do anything, Zeke could only remain still and do his best not to moan as Riolta undid his belt and pulled his hard cock out.

Riolta approved of its size and girth, and so wasted no time in placing her lips on its head, letting his pisshole become soaked with her saliva whilst her slender fingers wrapped themselves around the cock’s base.

Although Zeke had had some previous experience with the women who came to Dacca’s office, none of them had ever acting in a way quite as whorish as this, and he didn’t know if it was a dream or not when Riolta suddenly began to sink his penis into her maw.

Fondling Zeke’s balls, Riolta inhaled deep and then gulped down the top half of his cock, the turgid tube sliding down her throat with an ease that made him even more baffled.

“Oh gods...” Zeke groaned, after Riolta had swallowed his cock to an extent that her nose was rubbed against the curly rug of pubes that covered his pelvis.

The throbbing of his balls and the way in which he let out one moan after the other told Riolta that Zeke was just about to cum, and so she started to pull his cock out of her throat.

She acted just in time, and was rewarded with the first torrent of cum hitting her in the face, splattering around and on her nose.

Slipping the throbbing cockhead back into her mouth and sealing her lush lips around it, Riolta allowed Zeke to release the rest of his jizz into her mouth, but she did not swallow it, instead letting her mouth overflow so that a stream of cum was formed in each corner of her mouth.

“Now,” Riolta said to Zeke, once the youngster was done ejaculating into her mouth, the busty minx having spat it back out, “spank my face with your cock.”

“What?” Zeke hesitated, but Riolta urged him on, and so she was soon rewarded with the sensation of the hard pillar of cock-meat hitting her right cheek.

Just then, as Zeke stood above her and pounded her face with his cock, sending the mixture of his and Dacca’s jizz sputtering from her face, the door opposite to hers was flung open.

Turning her head, Riolta could see Redmond standing there, his eyes widening as he caught a glimpse of what was going on.

“Hello Redmond!” Riolta greeted the older man, Zeke having abruptly ended his cock-spanking of her face.

“Riolta!” Redmond’s voice was much more uneven now than before, and Riolta suspected that she had finally managed to rob him of his cool.

“I’d better go…” Zeke muttered, starting off down the corridor with such urgency that he had covered a good fifteen feet before he remembered that his pants were undone.

“I heard a noise.” Redmond said to Riolta, while working very hard to look at everything in the hallway except Riolta.

“Yes, young Zeke did make a lot of noise when he filled my mouth up with cum. I would have hushed him down, but that would have letting go of his cock.”

“Ah,” Redmond replied, “I see.”

“Still, I was discreet,” Riolta went on, “After all, I didn’t have him sodomise me with all the nobles watching.”

“Good night.” Riolta said, opening the door to her room, bending her back forwards while doing so in order for Redmond to get a glance at her cunt from behind, the meaty lips being visible between the taut globes of her ass.

“Uh… goodnight.” Redmond answered, just before Riolta shut the door.

Thirty minutes later, Riolta was naked and lying in the wide bed, doing her best to fall asleep.

It wasn’t going particularly well, and she was considering paying either Redmond or his two subordinates a friendly visit when the door to the corridor was suddenly pulled open.