First extra chapter of the week.

"Didn't you want me to do it?"

All the young maid could do in response to Hilda's question was to moan. After all, she was holding a hot soup-filled bowl in her hand. Moaning was all the maid could do as Hilda's left hand intruded inside her short maid dress.

Although Hilda continued to molest her soft butt-cheeks, the maid did not spill a single drop of soup. After the maid had placed the dishes, Hilda smiled and motioned to her (H) lap, saying, "Come on, and sit here."

The maid noticed a bulge under Hilda's cloth when she looked at her lap. Her face turned a bright tomato red. But she said, “Your majesty should finish his dinner first. The food will turn cold.”

Hilda smirked as she drew the maid onto her lap. Despite her youth, the maid's ass was quite pulpy. Hilda almost lost control when the softness gently massaged her erect shaft.

"Why should I waste my time on something unappealing when I have something so delectable in front of me?" Hilda's hand had already reached for the melon under her maid dress as she spoke.

"Your majesty hadn't eaten anything for lunch. It would be harmful to your highness if you did not eat the dinner." The maid shifted her gaze to Hilda and spoke with all seriousness.

Hilda, on the other hand, never looked her in the eyes. If the nearly DD cup wasn't eye-catching enough, the dollar-sized dark brown areola certainly was. Hilda put the nipple in her mouth and took a soft bite.

Hilda wasn't sure if she was struggling or doing it on purpose, but the maid kept rubbing her soft ass against the bulge in her pants.

"Do you like it?" Hilda asked, noticing her puffy nipple.

The maid quickly averted her gaze in order to conceal her flushed cheeks. Nonetheless, she nodded. 

"But your highness should have some food first," she added.

“Why?” Hilda grabbed her chin and kissed her on the lips. "Do you think it will affect my performance in bed if I don't eat?" Hilda asked, releasing her lips.

"I wouldn't dare." The maid vigorously shook her. "However, I am concerned about your Majesty's health."

Hilda couldn't help but sigh as she watched her provocative behavior. The maid's flirtatious actions and seductive gestures made her (H) realize that she wasn't just like any other woman.

'They must have trained her as one of those maids who is proficient in the erotic art,' Hilda reasoned. 

These girls, unlike regular maids, were trained to attend to the needs of the prince, princess, and imperial palace concubines.

They can satisfy all of them, whether they are men or women. Hilda had heard about them but had never seen one herself. And she was sure that Eric had sent them to keep Hilda company during her house arrest.

"Why don't you handle this while I eat?" Hilda snatched the maid's hand and pressed it against her penis. 'If someone is so generous to give, why should I be hesitant to accept?'

The maid pretended to be shocked before turning her face away. Her hand, however, never let go of Hilda's rod. "If your highness wants it then," she added shyly, without looking at Hilda.

The maid went on her knee and went under the dinner table without waiting for Hilda's response. Her head soon poked out from between Hilda's legs.

She untied the knot in Hilda's pants with her experienced hand. She then pushed Hilda's underwear aside and yanked the pink dragon free from its shackles.

Hilda couldn't help but smile as she looked at the maid who had put her taunt dick in her mouth without any change in her expression.

'She may be young, but her experienced tongue is something else.' Despite the fact that Hilda had a spoonful of hot soup in her mouth, she couldn't stop moaning as the maid's flexible tongue latched around her (H) sensitive wand.

Hilda looked down to meet the maid's tear-filled eyes, her thick shaft having stretched the maid's jaw beyond its limit. Nonetheless, the maid persisted. Even though the pointy tip was poking at the back of her throat, she never gagged.

The maid’s slithering tongue was too stimulating for Hilda, and she ate the food in front of her as if she were on a mission. 

She couldn't even control herself anymore. Hilda simply desired to force the maid on the bed and plow her to her (H) heart's content.

On the other hand, the maid flawlessly demonstrated the result of experience. Her slithering tongue still stimulated Hilda, but only until it became too much.

The maid would take Hilda's dick out of her mouth as soon as it started to throb and squeeze the root hard enough to keep Hilda from ejaculating.

Despite her (M) teasing, Hilda managed to drink the hot soup. She had no plans to eat anything else. At the time, she was too eager to take the woman to bed. Alas!

There was no knock when the door flung open. A maid stood outside the door. She wasn't one of the young perverted maids who had been assigned to her. She was, in fact, Fern's maid.

When Hilda glared at her with impatience, the new maid fell to her knees and pleaded, "Please, your majesty. Please assist my lady. Please help me save my lady."

Impatience quickly turned into a frown. Hilda couldn't help but wonder what might happen to Fern while the emperor was present. 

Nobody could have been brave enough to attack her while the emperor had stationed the imperial guards around the courtyard.

"Leave," Hilda said impatiently, waving her hand. 

When the new maid arrived, the one hiding under the table stopped giving her a blowjob. Hilda was understandably upset when she said, "I will check on her after I finish eating."

"Your Majesty, please. Please be merciful. Please help me save my lady." Her voice was wet, but she never raised her head from the ground.

“What could have happened to her?”

“It was like she was in great pain. Your majesty, please save my lady.” The maid’s repeated phrase agitated Hilda a lot.

“Has she been poisoned? Has she had her dinner?” Hilda couldn't help but wonder.

"It happened while my lady was eating her dinner."

'Did she get poisoned?' Hilda couldn't believe it, even though she knew it was the obvious answer. 

If someone wanted to poison her, they should have done so when the Emperor was not present. After all, it would be impossible to hide such an act.

"Unless, of course, he wanted to blame it on me," Hilda muttered her thought aloud. 

However, Hilda denied such probability as soon as it entered her mind. There were several reasons for this, but the most important was that he didn't want to get rid of him just yet.

She was curious about what had happened at the time. However, with her erect member proudly standing, she couldn't simply go and look for her.

“Call the guard.”

“The door is closed from the outside.”

“Shout out for them.”

“But they aren’t responding.”

It was as if the maid had an excuse for Hilda’s every order. Hilda, understandably dissatisfied with her reaction, said, "Wait for me outside."

"Your Majesty, please. Please help me save my lady." The maid's eyes welled up as she looked at Hilda.

“YOU…” Hilda growled and abruptly stood up. Exposing her spit-covered pink shaft, Hilda inquired, "Do you want me to go there with this?" 

Even if the maid had seen one before or had given birth, she blushed like a young woman when she saw Hilda's gleaming pink member.

"Please, your majesty," she begged, placing her head on the ground. "My lady isn't in a position to be concerned. Please save her first."

“You!” Hilda wished she could curse, but she didn't. She took one look at the maid under the table and regretted putting her penis inside her pants. "Wait for me in the bed-chamber," Hilda said as the bulge reappeared on her pants.

The young maid blushed while nodding. Hilda quickly exited the room, followed by the kowtowing maid. She soon arrived in Fern's room.

Even with the door closed, the room was quite noisy. It was as if a hungry beast was on the loose inside the room. And from time to time, she could hear things breaking. Hilda couldn't help but wonder if Fern was just throwing a tantrum.

Fern's other maid was waiting outside the room. Seeing Hilda, she gave a deep bow before repeating her companion's phrase.

Hilda ignored her actions and opened the door. A shadow jumped at her as soon as she walked into the room. It pressed her body up against the door.

Hilda looked down to see Fern staring at her, her eyes hazy and her cheek flushed. She (F) opened her mouth and bit Hilda before Hilda could comprehend what had just occurred (H).

“Ahhh!” Hilda screamed in agony as she pushed Fern away from her body. Hilda only noticed Fern didn't have a single string on her body at that point.

Her breath was heavy, her cheek was as red as a tomato, and her entire body was drenched in sweat.

"What had she eaten?" Hilda inquired. Hilda frowned as she resisted the urge to steal a glance.

However, her inquiry received no response. She tried to open the door after noticing it was closed. But it didn't budge.

"What the fuck are you attempting?" Hilda yelled angrily. It was already difficult for her to stop Fern with one hand, and now the maids were testing her patience. She released her knightly aura impatiently.

At the very least, she tried. The walls of the room began to glow bright red the next moment. And the next thing Hilda knew, all of her strength had left her body.

At first, she didn't notice the difference. But, as soon as her strength was drained from her, her body began to act strangely.

The first thing she noticed was her erect dick. Even with naked Fern in front of her, she wasn't overly excited. Her dick, on the other hand, refused to go down.

Heat began to build up around her crotch and spread throughout her body. Her body began to heat up, and her nipple became stiff under the cloth. Even if she wasn't aroused mentally, her body was.

‘Aphrodisiac?’ Hilda pondered. After all, if Eric really wanted Fern to be her (H) shadow wife, this action makes perfect sense.

Now that she thought about the situation of Fern, it certainly made sense. At that moment, Hilda became aware of a strange odor in the room. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find the source.

But the more she inhaled, the more she felt her energy slowly fading from her body. She didn't dare to pause any longer. She let out her beast instinct and was about to bang on the door.

The wall lit up red once more. It was much brighter than it had been before. And the process of disappearing strength accelerated a lot.

Hilda's aura had faded, but her body had also weakened significantly. Her knee buckled as she attempted to brace herself against the wall, but the naked nymph attacked once more.

Hilda fell, unable to control herself, and the back of her head collided with something, further diluting her mind. Fern, once again, didn't waste the opportunity to wait and tore off her Hilda's clothes almost instinctively.

The maids standing outside could only hear loud moaning from the other side of the closed door. Of course, it brought a smile to their lips.