Lady Grifoen’s mansion

“I swear, I’ll never get used to this place,” Aram reflected as he, Gia and Leona walked down the streets of the easternmost section of the Kettle, heading north.

Even with midday more than an hour away, there were still quite a few bars and brothels open. And while the streets weren’t exactly packed with people, like they were at night, there were still plenty of people outside, from horny sailors to misplaced noblemen, with quite a few scantily clad women joining the mix.

“Me neither,” Gia replaced, walking side by side with Aram, carrying her possessions in the same simple canvas bag as the previous night, making sure to keep a firm hold of it as they made their way through the crown, and her left arm clutching Aram’s tight whenever a whore smiled either at him, or at her.

“It’s hard not to get used to it when you live here,” Leona observed from where she was walking a foot or two in front of Aram and Gia.

“Why does Lady Grifoen live here anyway?” Aram asked, adjusting the satchel containing his tools as he carried it in his right hand while his pack was slung over his left shoulder, “I thought all then nobles lived up on the Hill.”

“Lady Grifoen chooses to live down here,” Leona started off sounding quite formal, but then turned her head to send Aram a saucy smile, “for reasons that will become readily apparent when you meet her.”

“You’ve already told us that she’s a slut, remember?” Gia replied, just as a black, topless whore walked past her in the other direction and making it no secret that she was admiring the massive bulge on the front of Aram’s sturdy trousers.

“I did, didn’t I?” Leona said back.

Eventually, the streets became wider and much less crowded, and between each house Aram could make out the wall that had once contained the Kettle, although it had long since spilled out past it and begun to expand down towards the waterfront.

As for the houses themselves, they were big and impressive. There were been big, three- or four-story buildings littered all throughout the Kettle, but the ones that Aram was currently admiring were all much more impressive than that, and almost all were equipped with large doors, big windows with intricately coloured panels and ornately decorated facades. There were guards posted in front of quite a few of the houses, though Aram quickly corrected himself and began referring to them as mansions instead, most of which were looking quite bored.

Two of the guards, one male and one female, however snapped to full attention as soon as they spotted Leona, puffing out their chests and shoring up their hold of their spears while standing in front of a set of massive doors, each of which was flanked by a marble statue depicting a fierce-looking gryphon.

Offering each of the guard a curt nod right after she’d led Aram and Gia up to them, though she said nothing as she continued to walk past the guards and push open one of the massive, dark wood doors that served as the front entrance to what Aram quickly decided was one of the biggest and most impressive buildings that he’d ever seen. He also noted the spotless state of the suits of armour that the guards were wearing, and how the woman’s chest plate had been designed to accentuate or highlight her impressive bust.

Noticing the way in which Aram was observing her, the female guard thrust her expansive chest out a little further still, and gave her wide hips a soft shake whilst smiling right at him.

Before Aram had had a chance to say anything to the guard, not that he had much idea of what that might have been, he was through the door and finding himself standing in the largest, airiest, most lavishly equipped foyer that he’d ever seen.

While Leona closed the door behind them, Aram and Gia marvelled at the opulence of the foyer, their eyes remaining wide as they took in the plush, thick, exquisite carpets that covered much of the smooth, glossy floor, the gold chandeliers that hung down from the ceiling far above them and the massive flights of stairs leading up to the second floor of the mansion and beyond. From this first glance at the lobby, Aram guessed that Lady Grifoen possessed more wealth that he could even imagine.

Gia formed her lips as to say something, but was stopped from doing so by the sound of a high-pitched shriek coming from beyond an arced doorway to their left.
The scream was soon followed by a throaty and drawn-out “Fuck!”, the articulator of which was undoubtedly female, and Aram groaned as the sound of it caused his cock to twitch rather forcefully.

Looking at Gia, only to have her meet his gaze, Aram offered her a smile that she returned in kind, neither one of them having trouble guessing the reason behind the raptured screams that they were hearing.

“Zoelle!” Leona suddenly cried out, her clear voice cutting across the foyer.

The excited screams immediately died down, and for the next minute or so, Aram, Gia and Leona remained in place, neither of them saying anything. Then, a naked, extremely attractive blonde appeared through the arced, lofty doorway, clutching a white dress in one hand as she hurried across the room, a slightly embarrassed look on her beautiful face as her soft tresses of golden hair bounced against her shoulders.

Groaning at the sight of the blonde just as she nodded at Leona, Aram could hear Gia moaning as well as he took in how the nameless blonde had her huge, round tits, her toned stomach and her hairless pussy all glistening with wetness.

“Gianna,” Leona nodded back at the blonde over the sound of the stiletto-heels of her sandals smacking against the floor just as she turned her steps towards the nearest staircase and, after offering Aram and Gia a slutty smile while taking in the shape of his thick, long cock through his trousers, proceeded to ascend up the stairs.

“Well, good morning, Leona,” A female voice suddenly called out from the direction of the doorway, prompting Gia and Aram to turn towards it.

What they saw was another blonde, this one even more stunning than the one whose juicy ass was swaying behind her as she reached the top of the stairs, and sporting a supremely confident smile as she sashayed towards the trio.

“Hello, Zoelle,” Leona replied, curling her lips into a smile at the gasps coming from Aram and Gia alike as they took in what Zoelle was wearing.

Aram could feel his cock throbbing violently inside his trousers as his gaze drifted up and down over Zoelle’s voluptuous body, his mouth having gone dry and his heart racing while he marvelled over her. Zoelle had on a glossy black corset, complete with two lines of three silver studs running down over her midriff, the toned state of which was revealed through the skin-tight corset. A set of perfect tits, of a size to rival Gia’s, were bursting out more than half a foot in front of the blonde babe, each bronzed globe being capped with a small, dark nipple, with both of the stiff buds glistening as if they had recently been sucked on.

Apart from the corset, Zoelle’s outfit consisted of a silver choker round her slender neck, a skimpy black thong that clung to her vaginal mound, and a pair of silver platform heels, the straps of which crisscrossed their way up over her firm calves.

“Back so soon?” Zoelle asked, stopping a few yards away from the trio and reaching in behind her ass, making no secret of the fact that she was adjusting the back of her thong.

“I was delayed last night,” Leona replied, as Zoelle flashed Aram and Gia a smile while moving both her hands to her hips and snaking her delicate fingers in underneath the spaghetti-strap waistband of her thong.

“Mmm, by these two?” Zoelle continued with her questions, delivering the next one at the same time as she slowly pulled her thong upwards, causing its minuscule front to be swallowed up between her bald, glistening wet labia.

“No,” Leona chuckled as Aram and Gia were staring at how Zoelle had begun to rock her hips back and forth ever so softly, the gorgeous blonde apparently working herself towards the point where she would bury one hand down the front of her teeny underwear and finger herself right in front of them, “by a horny dwarf.”

“How exotic,” Zoelle purred, releasing her grasp of her thong and instead crossing her arms underneath her expansive chest, “Still, there’s no sticky situation that you can’t find a way out of, or into…”

“Zoelle, I need to speak with Lady Grifoen,” Leona continued the conversation.

“She’s in the conservatory, I think.”

“Good,” Leona replied, “This is Aram and Gia, would you look after them while I talk with Lady Grifoen?”

“It’d be my pleasure,” Zoelle said back, causing Aram to grunt again through the libidinous manner in which she was eyeing his crotch.

“Aram, Gia, this is Zoelle,” Leona explained, “She’ll take good care of you…”

“Hello,” Aram said.

“Hi,” Gia added.

“A pleasure,” Zoelle replied, “Leona, will they be staying long?”

“I think so, yes,” Leona threw a suggestive glance at Aram.

“Then I will show them to one of the guest rooms,” Zoelle decided.

Before either of them had really wrapped their heads round what was happening, Aram and Gia were being led up the stairs by Zoelle and Leona. Taking his eyes off of Zoelle’s richly tanned, agonizingly delectable buttocks for just one second to look over at Gia, Aram found her admiring the same exact same thing that he had, and she instantly began to blush as soon as she spotted him looking at her.

“I’ll see the two of you later,” Leona said, stepping to the left and continuing up the next flight of stairs while Zoelle guided Aram and Gia into a long, spacious corridor. For the next few minutes, barely anything was said, as Aram and Gia both found it hard to come up with any questions or comments, and Zoelle was content to saunter in front of them, an amused smile pasted to her lips while she swayed her heart-shaped bubble butt behind her for their benefit.

“And here we are,” Zoelle declared, after she’d taken Aram and Gia inside a large, exquisitely furnished room. Having already been struck by the constant display of wealth that had dominated both the foyer and the corridor, as well as practically drooling over the pieces of lewd art that had littered the latter, Aram stood still and allowed his gaze to wander across the room.

“If you don’t mind, I’ll leave the two of you here,” Zoelle continued, smiling again at the expressions that Aram and Gia were sporting, “Lady Grifoen will probably want to talk to me after she’s done with Leona.”

“Right,” Aram answered, just as his eyes fell upon the painting mounted on the wall above the huge bed that was placed in front of one wall. The painting depicted a busty woman with jet-black hair, her huge tits contained inside a blue bustier and her long, toned legs encased in a pair of white stockings. One of her legs was pointing straight up and she was leaning to her left, suspended between the fat cock that was rammed up her ass and the one that plunged inside her mouth.

“But I’m sure that I’ll see more of you later,” Zoelle added, with a naughty smile, before sauntering back out into the corridor and closing the door behind her.

“So,” Aram began, looking at Gia after having dumped his pack and satchel in a nearby couch, which looked like it was both bigger and more comfortable than his old bed.

“Yeah,” Gia replied, having dumped her bag in an armchair that matched the couch.

“Do you have a hard time believing all this is real too?” Aram asked as he and Gia inched closer towards one another.

“Yeah,” Gia repeated her previous reply, before running her fingers over the length of Aram’s dick, caressing it through his trousers, “This looks a little uncomfortable.”
In response, Aram smiled down at Gia and quickly undid his belt before tearing the front of his trousers open, yanking them down to have his hard cock come bursting out into the open.

“Well, that didn’t take long,” Gia smiled up at Aram, her right hand immediately going for his fuckpiece.

“Might as well make ourselves at home,” Aram reasoned with a grin, proceeding to meet Gia in a passionate kiss.

That one kiss quickly developed into a whole series of them that lasted for several minutes, intercut by Gia and Aram both stripping naked from the waist up, their lips remaining mashed together as they worked together to stumble their way over to the massive bed, which Aram quickly proceeded to push Gia down onto.

After releasing a horny yelp as she landed on her ass in the bed, Gia worked as quickly as Aram in getting out of her clothes, and the two of them were soon completely naked as Aram dove down on top of Gia, meeting her in another loving kiss.

Now lying right on the edge of the bed, Gia purred approvingly when Aram followed up on the kiss by moving his way to her tits and focusing on her nipples for quite some time, licking, sucking and nibbling on them in a way that soon had her wetness come seeping out of her honeypot.

After moving his way down over Gia’s stomach, which he duly showered with kisses, Aram focused on her pink pussy, at first dipping his tongue into the stream of her juices before going on to lap at it while she remained on her back, her legs spread wide to provide him with access to her hot cunt.

“Aram…” Gia moaned out as Aram’s tongue swirled round her engorged clit, the busty blonde babe feeling as though her next climax was now mere seconds away as Aram continued to tongue and lick her honeybox.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, revealing Zoelle, who was carrying a small bundle of clothes draped over her right arm.

“Good news, Lady Grifoen wants to…” Zoelle began, immediately interrupting herself to release an aroused sigh while letting the clothes fall haplessly to the floor. The reason for her sudden silence was that her equally sudden entrance had caused Aram to shot up onto his feet and turn towards her, meaning that she was suddenly faced with his ginormous, steel-hard fourteen-inch cock.