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Chapter 3 by Ashlight Ashlight

Deal?

Deal

Alice narrowed her eyes as she glared at the man she called brother. Has his degeneracy evolved so far and so quickly that he would get aroused from seeing her body? Or is this merely a play to humiliate and denigrate her? When it comes to Blake, both were equally likely. A **** of chaos that cares little about anything except for his personal pleasure, he seemed to revel in her embarrassment and ****. The only saving grace was the heat of the baths could serve as a suitable excuse if he were to inquire about the blush that crept onto her face.

Still, Alice knew that no amount of squirming could get her out of this situation. Not if she wanted what he had. And if she were **** to humor this ridiculous request, then she saw no reason to hesitate. He would be sorely disappointed if he expected her to try and renegotiate or to plead for a mercy she knew he didn't possess, because to her, that would wound her pride far more than just stripping down. No, she would do this with her head held high. If he thinks this is enough to put a stop to her ambitions, then he clearly doesn't know the extent to which she's willing to sacrifice.

"Very well, but if you lay a hand on me, you can kiss your future heirs goodbye," Alice threatened one last time as she undid the knot in her towel, letting the thin fabric float away as her breasts are exposed to Blake's view. Soft, perky, with her pink nipples floating just above the water's surface. The rest of her body below her breasts remained underneath the water, though the spring water is so clean and pure that it's not difficult to peer through the surface and see her shapely hips and thighs, as well as a soft tuft of golden hair above her chaste slit. A sight that most men would kill to catch a single glimpse of. In fact, some even have, in an attempt to endear themselves to her. "Well? Better than the average whore if I do say so myself."

Blake whistled loudly in appreciation as his cock slowly came back to life beneath the water, a fact that didn't go unnoticed by his sister. "Far better," he nodded in agreement, his eyes roaming her body up and down, admiring every curve and contour of her body like it was a sculpture. "It's a shame that such a beautiful sight is always clad beneath your stuffy dresses. You really ought to show off more, my dear sister."

"Give away for free what I could instead demand fealty for? This is why you're not fit for the throne, Blake," Alice chastised with a cocky grin, but inwardly, she could feel a heat slowly building up in her core, and it definitely wasn't because of the bath. This was the most **** she's ever been in her life, completely naked and unarmed before a man who could easily overpower her. Sure, he was unlikely to do so, but the slim possibility was there, and it was all she could do to keep her knees from softening at the thought. Despite the airs she put on, Alice has never put herself this deeply in the lion's den before, and this strange mixture of both fear and anticipation was foreign to her. Fascinatingly, it wasn't an entirely unpleasant sensation either, and she had to admit a part of herself did enjoy being flattered like this.

"Turn around, show me everything," Blake commanded, gesturing with his hand and craning his neck. He longed to grab her, to push her against the edge of the pool and bury himself within her. The ruined blowjob earlier still fresh in his mind, he considered asking for recompense as well, but in the end, he discarded such thoughts. He had to prove his value to her first. Only then could he make further demands.

"Pervert," Alice replied coolly, but she complied without resistance, turning and showing off her tight butt. Even beneath the surface, it was a tantalizing sight, and Blake gulped inadvertently, feeling himself stunned by her beauty despite all the noble women he's fucked in the past. None held her demeanor, her absolute confidence, and that made her all the more alluring to him.

Shaking his head, Blake snapped himself out of his reverie. Fortunately, her back was to him still, and she didn't notice the turmoil swirling within. "So, you've fulfilled the condition. What do you want to know?" He asks as he sits back down.

What does she ask?

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