The duchess presents her terms

In truth, Riolta wasn’t terribly surprised by the revelation that the blonde woman had been the Widow Duchess all along, from what Riolta had heard about her she didn’t seem to be the sort of woman who could keep her hands away from Ojo and Vaino for more than a few seconds, although she didn’t look old enough to have a son who was standing on the verge of adulthood, which was what Riolta had been told that the Duchess had. Still, it wasn’t exactly infeasible that a woman as powerful as the Duchess would have access to spells and potions to keep her looking young.

“We’re honoured, your sluttishness,” Riolta bowed in recognition of blonde woman standing in front of her, and so did her three friends, even though Ojo and Vaino hesitated a little at first as it dawned on them that they could from now on brag about having had sex with a proper duchess.

“And I’m sorry about the deception, but there were security concerns involved, as I’m sure you realize.” The Duchess explained with a calm tone as she took a seat on the steps and proceeded to part her long legs and push her dripping wet snatch forwards as she allowed her gaze to wander across the foursome of diplomats, her eyes now so smouldering that it could quite possibly have melted iron.

Riolta nodded her head at that, thinking that it was almost a certainty that wizards and guards were presently monitoring what was happening in the poolroom, standing by to storm in if the situation became dangerous for the Duchess.

“Ojo, Vaino, would you kindly step forwards?” The duchess’ voice denoted that she was a woman of supreme confidence, and it, along with the expression on her flawlessly shaped face, could very well have appeared pretty arrogant if not for the fact that it was so obviously warranted both by her appearance and her abilities.

Nodding curtly at each other, Ojo sank himself into the water before the two men waded forth towards the seductress who now sat perched on the steps, her calm and collected bearing causing Riolta to think of a spider waiting as two flies buzzed closer to its web.

Ascending from the pool’s water to stand by the Duchess, Ojo and Vaino both got to enjoy the feel of her nimble hands upon their cocks, each man soon groaning as her fingers expertly milked his heavy member.

Actually finding herself stumped as she marvelled at how perfect the fantastically voluptuous noblewoman looked sitting between two enormous cocks, Riolta wasted no time in moving her right hand down to her sex, fingering herself beneath the surface of the pool’s crystal-clear water as she followed the steady movement of the Duchess’ hands.

Hearing Raya moan behind her, Riolta knew that the sorceress was as smitten by the Duchess as she was, and it was because she had to close her eyes and let out a girlish moan that she missed seeing just what exactly the Duchess did to Ojo and Vaino, but when she parted her eyelids again she found herself watching each of the two men leaning backwards and crying out in **** ecstasy as cum spouted out of their pissholes to drench the horny Duchess in a thick and glossy sheen of pearly white.

Amazed at the men’s longevity as their ejaculating had now lasted for more than a full minute, Riolta watched in silence how both of them had their impressively sized ballsacks made smaller by the endless outpouring of sperm, with the Duchess sitting with her eyes closed and her tongue stuck out as she held the jizz-gushing cocks close to her mouth.

“Oh my,” the Duchess’ voice now carried a mirthful ring to it as the jizz-shower came to a halt, “I seem to have broken our toys.”

What she was referring to was the simple fact that both Ojo and Vaino were no longer sporting erections as each man had had his cock turned flaccid as a result of the Duchess’ merciless jerking, and neither of them looked as though they were used to that happening.

“I can fix that,” Raya helpfully declared, sounding quite remarkably ebullient about the prospect of showing off with one of her spells in front of the Widow Duchess.

“Really, that won’t be necessary,” the Duchess’ mouth formed into a calm smile, “Tanya will gladly suck them hard. She deserves a little reward for taking my place on the throne, and there’s little which she enjoys as much as bobbing her head up and down a thick cock.”

Riolta watched as Ojo and Vaino moved away from the Duchess and approached Tanya, and she stabbed her long-finger into her slit as she when her gaze stumbled onto Korvac’s dick as it prodded outwards from between his legs, burying the digit to the hilt inside her wetness as the physically powerful head of the guard watched her.

“I’m afraid that Korvac is off-limits for now,” the Duchess informed Riolta, no doubt having noticed the looks which the sultry archeress was sending his way, “as is the rest of my Guard until you’ve satisfied me.”

“Well, with Tanya being an exception, obviously.” The Duchess added, while Tanya squatted between Ojo and Vaino, a thick rope of her wetness dangling from her bald twat as she swirled her tongue over the business-end of Vaino’s cock and fondled Ojo’s balls at the same time.

Smiling seductively at Riolta and Raya, the Duchess spread her thighs even further until they were nearly in line with her waist, and gently patted her bald sex with her delicate hand.

Both women got the hint, but Riolta was the first to reach the Duchess, having waded past several thick ropes of cum which were bobbing in the water on her way there, and got down on her hands and knees upon the stair.

The Duchess’ position was such that it left her pussy hovering just a few inches above the water’s surface, and Riolta could almost feel the liquid against her chin as she savoured the inimitable scent of a properly aroused slit.

Sticking out her tongue, Riolta could hear the Duchess moan as she got a first sample of what she tasted like. Raya had reached the stairs as well at that point, and settled for the consolation-prize of licking the cum off the Duchess’ gargantuan tits, making her moans grow further in both volume and intensity by taking one of her hard little nipples into her mouth and sucking on the dark bud.

Having prodded and tasted the Duchess’ twat with her pink tongue, Riolta then moved on to lock her lips around her clit, forming a seal around it before beginning to suck what little air that remained down her throat.

This was apparently just what the Duchess had needed, as her reaction to it was to climax in a most forceful fashion, girlcum shooting out of her slit and into Riolta’s repositioned and eager mouth while Raya silenced her passionate screams with a fiery kiss.

Leaning back, the Duchess basked in the fury of her climax as Raya returned her attention to her huge chest, burying her face in the valley between the glorious orbs while Riolta remained between Her Sluttishness’ thighs.

“Now, you’ve already made me quite willing to abstain from raising the grain price through the nature of your arrival.” The Duchess explained, once her orgasm had come to an end and she’d gotten a couple of minutes to recompose herself.

All four of the delegation from Tharros noticed the “almost” which was present in the Duchess’ speech, and they all wisely enough opted for keeping quite as she went on, it was so apparent that even Ojo and Vaino caught on to it even though they were both enjoying Tanya’s ardent and skilful efforts to jerk and suck their cocks back to full rigidity.

“However, that alone is not enough to convince me. And so it’s a good thing that you’re not an ordinary delegation, because what I require you to do are things which ordinary diplomats would shy away from.”

With her face made glossy by the thick coating of the Duchess’ honey present on it, Riolta couldn’t help but think that she’d already done quite a few things which an ordinary diplomat would probably shy away from.

“What would you have us do?” Riolta asked the Duchess before leaning in to place a loving kiss on her bald snatch.

“My son recently attained manhood,” the Duchess explained, “and has since begun to entertain himself with a few of the maids and a few of my Amazonian guards.”

“Sounds… nice.” Ojo observed, his speech-pattern being somewhat affected by Tanya’s lips sliding back and forth across his dick.

“Yes, but sadly enough the women whom he’s fucked have all suggested that my son is not as good a lover as he ought to be. He’s supposedly blessed with a large cock, but he lacks patience, and so leaves his partners unfulfilled and himself less than fully satisfied.”

“He’s a stubborn young man, and has ignored the hints which his lovers have given, so I have realized that I need someone to tame him and teach him about how to properly enjoy sex.”

“Me?” Riolta cocked an eyebrow.

“Well, it can hardly be me.” The Duchess replied, and Riolta nodded her head. She knew that one of the main complaints against the Kings of Malawi, complaints which had eventually led to the formation and gradual growth of the Jadhi Empire during the last few decades, was the widespread **** which had often resulted in a deformed half-wit inhabiting the throne.

“And it can’t be one of my maids, courtiers or guards, as my son already know them all. So it’ll have to be someone from the outside.” The Duchess continued.

“I would be honoured to do you this favour.” Riolta stated.

“Good! First however, there are a couple of other niggling little issues that I could need your help with…”