Please Lady Sulta.

The fabric of her robe slips down farther. You pull your hands away, and she allows her clothing to fall down and hang at her waist. You look at her now from behind--bare back, and a slight glimpse of the side of her breasts. She reaches back, snags your wrists, and forces your arms back around to her stomach. There she pushes them up, and squeezes your hands around her voluptuous chest. Your hands slide easily over her now-slippery skin, and she releases your wrists, and allows you to take control.

You knead her breasts in your hands, and she lets out a few more relaxed, pleasured sighs. She then reaches up and pours a bit more down her back. You watch as the fluid runs down her skin. Then, you move your hands there, and begin to massage behind her.

She suddenly turns around. Your eyes widen at her shiny, uncovered front half. She hops back onto her desk, slipping out of her sandals as she moves, and tosses the bottle up into the air for you to catch.

"Please finish with my lower half," she asks. "I promise I'll give you something in return if you do."

You snag it, kneel down, and then you squeeze a line of lotion down both of her legs. After placing the bottle down, you wrap your hands around her ankles, and begin to massage the lotion around her bare feet. She giggles as you do. You then move up her legs to her thighs, and look up at the tiny piece of fabric covering her nethers. She's basically in her underwear. You watch as one of her hands caresses down the front of her body, and her fingers move down her stomach to lift up the waistband of her bottoms.

You continue to knead her muscles, and rub the cream into her skin. While you do, she rubs her fingers down behind the fabric of her bottoms, and around her hips from inside.

"I need to get everywhere," she whispers. "Especially here."

Your hands trail up to the edge just below--the most sensitive part of her thighs. She lets out an encouraging moan as you feel up her hips, and after removing her hand from her bottoms, she grabs your wrist and pushes it up against the front of her groin. You look up, and her face is hot and heavy. She drags her tongue tantalizingly along her bright red lips, and her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths.

"Come here," she demands.

You stand, and she does as well before grabbing your hips and forcing them against her. She moves in close, and speaks in a sensual whisper.

"It's been such a long, stressful week," she says. "Let me give you a goodbye present before you rush off the save the world. Just something quick. Relieve some tension from both of our bodies."

"Sulta," you whisper back, and place your hands on her hips as well.

"Vazeela. Please call me by my first name," she replies, and then giggles. "Did you know that you're my type?"

"I didn't think I'd be the type of the great Vazeela."

"I'm so tired of bickering bureaucrats and snobby nobles. Sometimes you just need the company of a cute, kind-hearted boy." She moves a hand up to clench the back of your head. "Now kiss me, damn it."

Before you can respond, she forces you against her. She presses her lips against yours, and her tongue immediately slips inside your mouth. You can hardly breath. With her other hand, she squeezes your ass. It seems that nothing is being held back, so you dish it right back to her. You slide your hands down her bare back, and squeeze both of her cheeks together. She lets out a moan, and pushes even harder against you.

She pushes you aside, and the two of you slam up against a bookshelf--making out in a heated, lustful passion. You kiss down her body, and wrap your lips around one of her tits. The lotion tastes like vanilla. You drag your tongue over her cleavage, and back to her lips where she kisses you yet again. You feel her hands rustling your belt undone, and she does so quickly. Your trousers and everything else drop to your feet, and then she begins sliding her fingers up your torso, pushing your shirt up and over your head.

Through your underwear, she wraps her hand around your erect cock. "I drank from a certain vial before you entered," she whispers into your ear. "Do you trust me when I say that? How risky. Maybe I just want to breed with a heroic knight like yourself."

You shiver. "I think... you probably have a lot to deal with to be wanting a kid suddenly," you mutter back.

"So you choose to believe that I drank it?" She nibbles the lobe of your ear. "Then fill me up with everything you have."

She pulls down your underwear, and your warm cock presses against her stomach. You feel her bare tits squish against your chest as she pulls you in tight. Your hands move down to grab her bottoms, and you can easily slide down along her slippery thighs, and gravity does the rest. You glance down at her bare pussy--wet and ready. You press her up against the bookshelf, and much to your surprise, you find yourself penetrating the body of Vazeela Sulta.

When you thrust deep inside, she squeezes your shoulders and lets out a moan of pleasure. There's little foreplay this time. She's burning hot, and ready to devour you, like a feral animal. The two of you let your own lust take over, and you begin to push inside and out of her pussy. Your rock-hard member forces her lips open, and with one hand, you grab her breast, and with the other, you toy with her clit. All the while, she gyrates her hips, and lets you completely take her up against the shelf without any restraint. You feel her fingers dig into your skin. It hurts, but it only makes it more thrilling, and it shows just how much ecstasy she's feeling all because of your cock.

"Ooh, more~!" she shouts. "Sir Warren, the cutest knight. I needed this so b-bad... Oh fuck yes. Oh yes, yes~! Please go faster!"

You pick up the pace. While it would seem that this isn't something particularly special, you can't help but think about how big of a deal this woman is, yet she chose to spend this time with you. That and her technique is amazing. All you're doing is thrusting her up against the wall, yet the way her hands move, and the way she bucks those sexy hips feels amazing.

A couple books beside you fall from the shelf and smack against the floor.

"Just like that!" she cries. Her head rolls back, and her mouth hangs open as an intense feeling seems to be building up inside her.

This is so hot. God damn. But if I'm going to make an impression with someone like her, I gotta do something more...

"Oh, oh, oh~!" Her moans become more rapid. It's clear that she's getting close.

You're not much different. The sounds she makes are encouraging, and you can't wait to blow. However, as she nears the end, you squeeze both of her tits with your hands, thrust inside her, and conjure up enough mana to unleash a moderately powerful spell. You open your mouth and speak the magic word, "Pleasure!" to flood her body with an intense, erotic sensation.

Her eyes widen. She was already close, but she had no idea this was coming. She lets out an audible gasp, and slams back against the shelf--another book falls. She moans loud and her entire body shudders wildly. All the while, your body tenses up. It's almost time. A little bit more. You're so close.

"Ooh fuck~!" she yells. "Aaaahh~! Fill me, fill me up now!"

With that, your balls tighten, and you unleash pulse after pulse inside her quivering pussy. Your hands glide down the curves of her body, and you squeeze her ass while pounding her hard. You look to her eyes. They're dazed and confused, and completely defeated by the euphoria. Your thrusts slowly come to a stop, and as you pull back out with a final drop falling from the tip, she nearly collapses to her knees but grabs one of the shelves behind her to keep her standing.

She stands there--knees wobbling. Her robe is hanging from her waist by the golden belt, but she's otherwise naked. Sweat drips down her body, and another fluid drips down her inner thighs. Lady Sulta is a strong woman, and manages not to fall, though she doesn't move towards you without difficulty. She grabs you by the shoulders, and plants a kiss on your lips one last time.

"You sly dog," she whispers. "I didn't take you for a boy filled with tricks like that. Even I don't know that spell."

"Did I earn that book?"

"Oh Kyle... You earned that book ages ago. But now you've earned my respect." She takes a moment to catch her breath. "This is going to make today's meetings so much more bearable. You have no idea... So much stress just melted away." She shoots you a piercing stare. "But don't you catch me off guard like that again. That was more intense than I was expecting. Now grab that book of yours, and find your friends. I need to get ready for my day ahead."

You start getting dressed again, and she does the same. Your legs wobble as you pick up the book and look it over. It's a little hard to think right now...

"And what's next to it," she adds.

Beside where the book was, there's what looks like an ordinary, plum-sized black marble. Though when you look at it closer, it swirls with energy inside. You pick it up curiously and look it over."

Garbed in her skimpy robe again, she walks over to the side of the desk and leans over. "Take it."

"What is it?" you ask.

"It's called an Arcane Eye." She wipes her forehead and blows a loose hair from her face, and then she smiles. "Now get out of here before I want seconds and end up being late."