Fearless Fool

Over the next week, the city of Kendar and its citizens spared nothing in preparing for Eleria's retributive ****. Their backs against the wall, they spent the days rounding up more able bodies for the militia, gathering metal and forging weapons, fortifying the gates and walls, and ushering the villagers from the nearest towns to fill the streets in makeshift camps. The mood was somewhat panicked and fearful, but also determined and committed, under the guidance of the Duce, and with the reassurance of the city's clerics.

As always, Yuri's main priority when preparing for war was sex. She had four sexual partners; two of them her lovers, and two of them best described as friends with benefits. Katia and Lucy, her lovers, only grew closer to her as they got to know each other better.

Katia was intelligent, caring, and charismatic. Her desire to protect Kendar stemmed from her own inherent kindness. She was orphaned young, and raised at the temple, until the clerics discovered her magical aptitude. The old lady took her in after that, and taught her fire magic. Her lost parents, the temple clergy, and the old lady all worked to instill good morals in her throughout her childhood. Katia's Way was as blessed as it was tragic. Above all, she wanted to give back to the world by protecting the innocent, just as her guardians had protected her. Yuri vowed to work with her, defending Kendar and bringing justice to as many as she could.

Lucy, on the other hand, carried more simplistic motivations. She had family within Kendar's walls. Her father served as a soldier, until he fell on the battlefield a year ago. Her mother, two younger sisters, and kid brother were all lifelong residents of Kendar. They had never left the city, and now it was certainly too late to escape. Lucy's Way was simply to be strong, enough to defend her family, and her Kendarie friends. She didn't argue against Katia's ideals, but she insisted that her loved ones come first. After experiencing Yuri's guidance, followed by her passion and devotion, Lucy had been quick to open up. She needed what Yuri freely gave, including her guarantee of protection for her family, and her many displays of affection that made clear her words and love were true.

On a daily basis, Yuri made love to her two women. Early on, Katia made it clear that losing her virginity would mean losing her magic. Her ass was divine though, so Yuri didn't complain. By the day of the battle, Katia's anus was stretched well enough to fit Yuri's girth without any discomfort. Her small body still struggled to relax enough to take Yuri's entire length, but they were getting closer each time, and they both felt confident that she would bottom out soon enough. The process was made even smoother after Agnes gave them some aphrodisiac-enhanced pink lube, identical to the pink condom used for Lucy's first time, except in liquid form. Fantasies of thrusting balls deep into her squealing kitten's plump ass were a near constant distraction for Yuri, but she **** herself to stick to her Way and made certain to leave time for serious war preparation as well.

Sex with Lucy was a more straightforward, yet equally passionate experience. As soon as Agnes had blessed her balls with temporary infertility, Yuri forgot all about Lunarra's protective sheaths and became obsessed with fucking and filling Lucy's raw pussy. She couldn't fit her full length inside, but the tightness was absolutely perfect. Rather than trying to reach deeper each time, as with Katia, Yuri and Lucy were free to experiment in all sorts of different positions, both seeking to reach new heights of pleasure. Lucy thoroughly enjoyed riding on top, controlling the depth of each stroke and occasionally circling her hips around Yuri's big cock. Her hips and thighs were strong enough to allow her to set a rough pace, always bringing Yuri to orgasm.

For her part, Yuri enjoyed thrusting up into Lucy, and having her sensitive breasts played with while she gripped her lover's butt. Still, her favorite position came after Lucy inevitably orgasmed and collapsed, overcome by the sensation of Yuri's thick semen pumping inside of her. Yuri would push her trembling lover down and ravish her smooth, athletic body. She loved dominating Lucy, driving her into the bed, especially on her stomach, with her cute butt raised over a small cushion. Lucy would hold her thighs together, rubbing them against the exposed part of Yuri's shaft, and Yuri would pour some Lunarran lube into the small gap that formed, before driving herself home, over and over again, until they'd both had a few more orgasms. Lucy reveled in Yuri's passion, but she also promised to, one day, become the dominant one in the bedroom, just as she had promised to become stronger than Yuri in combat. In both cases, it was clear that Lucy had a long way to go, but regardless of the result, the journey would be full of passionate and loving fun.

Despite two wonderful lovers, Yuri remained unsatisfied. She hadn't reached her limit yet. Even after four or five orgasms, Yuri often stayed hard and ready for another round. Her girls, on the other hand, often fainted. As a result, she was left to roam around the city, searching for beautiful women. When she had first arrived, she didn't see many young women, and the ones she did see always tried to escape her, closing their doors, shutting their windows, and hiding. Things only began to improve after she had defeated Eleria's first wave. More young women began to roam the streets, tired of hiding, and they often bowed and thanked her whenever they crossed Yuri's path. She tried asking the prettiest women for sex, using gestures instead of words, as she hadn't bothered to learn any Common, but they all blushed at her bulge and scurried away. She figured they were too intimidated by her size and tried adding some nice, colorful, concealing skirts and dresses to her wardrobe. Unfortunately, the result didn't change, and they continued to excuse themselves as soon as she flashed a v sign around her tongue.

In the end, Yuri had no other recourse for her raging libido, besides her two friends with benefits. She met with them as often as she could. For Agnes, that meant once a day, as she wasn't always booked, but she did need to leave time for other patrons. Her second friend, Diamante, was limited to only two meetings a week, scheduled by her ever-present handmaid. Yuri looked forward to fucking her friends whenever they met, almost as much as she enjoyed spending time with her lovers.

Sex with Agnes was by far the most educational. As a Lunarran priestess, Agnes had a habit of teaching her partners how to have the best sexual experience possible, especially by example. Together, Yuri and Agnes practiced with a seemingly endless list of positions, techniques, and tools. Agnes even convinced Yuri to push her limits and try things she wasn't completely comfortable with. On the day of battle, Yuri's ass still throbbed from taking Agnes's pink strap-on the night before. The priestess assured her that the discomfort would fade after more practice, and the unique pleasure she felt when getting railed certainly gave her some insight into what it was like to be on the receiving end for once. She had a few ideas about how she could bring Agnes's teachings into bed with her lovers, but she still felt that she needed a bit more guidance from her sweet teacher before accepting a strap-on to try at home.

Yuri's days spent with Dia, as she came to call the Donna, were more exhausting than educational, but in a good way. As it turned out, Dia's sex drive was almost as overcharged as Yuri's. Following the handmaid's suggestion, Yuri regularly attended the palace, twice a week, arriving early and staying until just before dinner. True to the handmaid's words, her visits were absolutely filled with fucking Dia senseless. Gone was the pretext of idly chatting over tea. Each time she came, Dia's handmaid would guide Yuri through the palace's winding hallways, and down spiraling staircases, coming to a stop at a room hidden deep in the basement. Inside, Dia was always ready, dressed in silk lingerie and posing seductively on a massive bed with satin sheets.

Yuri loved trailing her hands over Dia's soft, curvy body. She couldn't get enough of the weight and squish of the Donna's enormous breasts in her hands. Feeling them lubed up and pressed around her hard cock was so pleasurable as to be mind numbing, and Dia made certain that each of Yuri's visits always included at least two titjobs, one as an aggressive, mood-setting hello, and another as a gentle, relaxing goodbye. When Yuri finally entered Dia's glistening slit, Dia's moans echoed so loudly that Yuri was concerned they'd be caught. Dia's handmaid, who oddly always watched the proceedings from within the room, assured her that the basement was soundproofed and isolated well-enough to be safe. From then on, Yuri fucked Dia for all she was worth, getting utterly lost in a mess of sensual, aggressive lovemaking.

Dia didn't have Agnes's sexual mastery, but she undoubtedly enjoyed sex. Her strengths lied in her passion, and her amazing body. No matter how many times Yuri pumped her pussy full of cum, Dia kept coming back for more. She loved pleasuring Yuri as much as she enjoyed taking pleasure herself, and occasionally she introduced Yuri to some of her kinks to make things even more exciting. Her handmaid would often tie her up with silk ribbons, leaving her helpless and spread out on the bed for Yuri to take however she pleased. She also enjoyed wearing a blindfold, and having her incredible butt spanked, hard. Yuri took it all in stride, giving Dia everything she asked for and more. She especially loved listening to Dia's loud, wild, sexual moaning as she orgasmed dozens of times throughout each visit.

Near the end of their first full day together, while Yuri idly groped Dia's tired, voluptuous body, she decided that she wanted to add this beauty to her harem as well. Dia was barely conscious, recovering from a day of sex, and Yuri turned her attention to her handmaid instead, asking how she could take the Duce out of the picture and make Dia exclusively hers.

"However you want," said the handmaid, "But, you'll need to be patient. Wait until you have the support of Kendar's citizens. Once the people of Kendar approve of you, they won't mind overmuch if you kill Duce Emilio and steal his wife. They might prefer it if you exiled him, or just **** them to get an official divorce, but it should be fine to do things however you want, as long as you're patient. It helps that he's not well-liked. Whatever you choose to do, be sure that you do not act rashly. It will cause a lot of trouble for everyone if your timing is off. Understand?"

Yuri nodded, wondering how long it would take to gain the approval of the city. She was eager, but she didn't want to cause any problems. She tried her best to be patient, and her efforts were rewarded during her last visit before the upcoming second wave of the empire.

The handmaid approached the bed as the time for dinner drew close, and Dia finished Yuri off with her breasts once more. She held a cup of water to Dia's lips, helping her to swallow down Yuri's last load, and then poured one for Yuri as well.

"Don't lose, Yuri," said the handmaid. She tipped the cup gently against Yuri's open mouth, letting her drink and rehydrate after another long day of sex with Dia. "It would be a bother to have to escape the city with the Donna and reestablish ourselves elsewhere. And if you can bring us through this ordeal with minimal losses, I think Kendar will finally be ready to fully accept you. You can depose the Duce and wed the Donna soon after. Should be fine enough motivation for someone of your proclivities, no?"

Yuri thought for a moment, eyeing the handmaid. She turned her back to Yuri as she placed the pitcher and cup on a small round table near the door. A somewhat conservative maid outfit covered most of her body in flawless white frills, but a few flashes of dark skin peeked through, between her elbow-length gloves and short sleeves; and her thigh high stockings and the hem of her short dress. Her white dress rose up to a tight, ruffled collar, meeting her short, dark brown bob cut, and completely hiding her back and her modest chest as she turned around. She returned Yuri's gaze, her eyes hard behind her round lenses. She came off as a little standoffish and demanding, but Yuri could tell that her body was in good shape underneath her fitted dress. Harem material, she decided, assuming she could rein in her forceful personality.

"I want Dia, for sure," Yuri replied, "But I could always use a little extra motivation. Who knows, it might make the difference between winning and losing." Her lips curled into a smirk and she stuck the tip of her tongue out playfully.

The handmaid rolled her eyes. "I am loyal to Donna Diamante. If you want me, you need only ask my mistress. But that's enough for today, I need to dress her and get her ready to see her husband. Defeat Eleria, and you can have me next time, assuming you still want me then."

The handmaid rolled her dozing mistress gently off of Yuri's lap, and started brushing the kinks out of her tangled blonde curls. Yuri stood and put on her newest set of lacy underwear, before slipping into a backless purple sundress. She realized something as she made to leave.

"I'm definitely going to take you as soon as the fight is over, but I just noticed, I've never heard your name?"

"It's Claire," she said, looking over her shoulder to wave goodbye. "Now run along, Yuri. I'm sure you've plenty left to do to prepare. Good luck."

"Thank you, Claire!" Yuri called back as she entered the palace hallways. "See you next time!"