Larsine's Lost Lasciviousness

What is it about Master Sebastian that she found irresistible? Was he the tallest? Far from it. Was he the wisest? No... but he'd get there sooner or later. Was he the cutest? Well... of all the Master's she's ever serviced, yeah, she would say he was most certainly the cutest. Quite the lofty goal to achieve, considering his family were typically all tall Adonises or Amazons, give or take. But even then, his status as the cutest did not necessarily mean she should be as attracted to him as she was. It was... hard to explain, and thus far, the Valet still didn't have an answer for it.

For Larsine as it was for all her sisters, the days at the estate following the departure of the Savannahs had quickly entered a steady grove. Sebastian was very much a creature of habit: he woke up, he ate breakfast, he bathed, he worked out, he had lunch, he relaxed, he had dinner, he went to bed. Rinse and repeat, day after day after day.

Of course, that doesn't take into account the raunchy amounts of sex he indulges in at random hours of the day.

What once bothered Larsine however no longer does, for it was a rather familiar sight for the Violet Wyvern. No, what did irk her – what did frustrate her – was the fact that Sebastian never chose her. Mylene, Nadine, Selene incredibly often, Carmeline and Emiline just to name a few. At first she blamed it on them being rather forceful. Surely they were the initiators; Sebastian was far too demure and cute to possibly start sex on his end.

If only she grabbed and pinned him down, then she'd have him for herself for a change. At least that's what she told herself day after day. Soon she'd get her chance; he even said so himself. The 'next time' they'd sleep with one another, and she'd see just how strong her young Master's lusts were. And in turn, he'd experience just how strong her own lusts were. But for now, she'd retain her aura of professionalism, and work towards bettering the life of her master.

And how did she do that? Well, the same as usual; wake up early in the morning, dress herself up, then head out into those halls.

Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.

It was a lovely morning today. The skies were blue and there were more than a few gray clouds, but one could still see the gleam of sunlight piercing through the heavens. The rays radiating through their windows, Larsine gave a glowing smile in their direction, sighing as she headed off deeper into the halls. Her destination? Isn't it obvious? Sebastian's bedroom! She would be there to wait on him, his every moment, as expected of the earl's valet.

Just open the door and... oh... empty. That's odd; he had breakfast not too long ago going by her mental clock, so he should be back in his bedroom by now. Was he still in the breakfast courtyard? Or was he heading this way right now? Well... she'll wait for him in the meantime.

Drawing her starlit eyes around his bedroom, Larsine scanned it from one wall to the next. She hadn't really spent much time in here when compared to her sisters. Tch, it's like they were all desperate to hop into the bed with their Master at the earliest convenience. She couldn't blame them though; they all had quite the... ahem... appetite. It's always been this way, even if it may not seem like it.

Hmm... her Master's scent was strong here, which made sense; it is his bedroom. What shocked her however was how incredibly similar his scent was to Master Klaus, there were just a few differences. Sebastian's odor was more... sweet, if that makes any sense. Yes, Klaus' body had this spice and salt to it, while Sebastian's was far sweeter.

Mmm...

Oh? But what's this? Eyes cutting over to Sebastian's drawer, Larsine's gaze befell his stopwatch. She was there when that man gifted it to him, a mysterious man who she felt looked vaguely familiar... though she was just as quick to discard such thoughts. It had been weeks since she saw him last anyway, and all he did was given Sebastian this harmless watch. Walking over to it, she picked it up into her hands, turning it left then right. Such a nice, smooth shell to it, its glass film clear and reflected, and its gears all working together so flawlessly. When she closed its shell again, her eyes relayed the image of the reptilian creature upon its surface. Just who made this beautiful watch? She needed to ask one of these days...

Oh? And look, Heinrich's Records, with a little tassel in it for a bookmark. It warmed Larsine's heart to know Sebastian was reading it! But... what's this? The Dragon Key? What's it doing here? Didn't Katherine have it? So why was it here? Unless... oh no! She had to compete with Katherine for Sebastian's attentions too!? Things were only getting worse! Verdammt! She needed to be quick and claim her moment before--

Eeaaarrrrr! Sssssssss!

What's that?

Cutting her gaze in the direction the sound came from, Larsine locked her eyes upon the Master Bathroom of the estate. The door was slightly ajar, and there was a thick haze of steam flowing out from it. Her heart starting to race, the Violet Wyvern walked over towards the door, her hand prying it open just a tiny bit. The sultry voice of a woman echoed into her ears.

“Nhaaaaaahhnnn~ Massshtaaaaahh!”

Larsine's widened eyes began to quiver, then slowly move up towards the steamy glass of the shower stall. It was fogged over yes... but not fogged over enough that she couldn't see the two on the other side.

Selene's curvaceous and womanly body laid against the glass door of Sebastian's shower stall; hands flat and breasts too pressed hard upon the flat screen. It was cold there, but so hot behind her, with the water streaking down her flesh and hair, and her Master's body pressing hard against her. Speaking of her hair, it was freed of their usually tight constraints. What can she say; her Master liked it when she had her hair down.

From where Larsine stood – her eyes gazing slightly through the gap in the door – she could read Selene's slutty expression. The Chamber Maid's purple eyes were glossed over with lust, her mouth in this gaping 'o' as she let her whorish moans shamelessly fill the air. She stood on one leg, for the other leg was lifted up, hoisted by Sebastian's hands.

He stood behind the Black Dragon, teeth biting into bottom lip as his throbbing member pistoned in and out of her tight cunt. With her leg up like this, he had unbridled access to her womanhood, something he gleefully indulged in. The way his cock pulled back, then pushed in, pulled back, then pushed in, having enough power to make her ass and body quake. His every thrust was in tune with her moans, being the source of such a shameless sound.

Shaking, Larsine tried to speak, but her open mouth was suddenly dry. Baring witness to the sordid display before her, she watched as their Master's cock delved in deep into Selene's body, before pulling back out. There was nothing to hide it, hell, they weren't even trying to hide it! His endless thrusts that carried such weight, such power for someone so small. Sebastian... Sebastian knew how to fuck!

And he was so generously blessing Selene with this newfound skill as he made such a mess of her pussy. Even with all the hot waters of the shower pouring upon them, the sweet nectar of her cunt stood in stark contrast. Was it because it was so much thicker, so much heavier, that it wasn't so easily washed away by the shower? Or was it because of Sebastian's constant thrusting that only caused her body to produce more of these sinful fluids? Whatever the case may be, it splattered upon her thighs, his cock and his legs, the warm feeling of it drawing out moans from him as well.

Sebastian's grip on Selene's leg was so tight, his fingers visibly sinking into hr wobbling flesh as he continued pounding into her tight cunt. The power and strength in his grip was palpable from sight alone, with Larsine's intense gaze reading every detail. Her Master was such a small young man... how did he manage such strength to not only hold up Selene's leg like this, but brutalize her pussy at the same time?

His other hand grabbed tightly upon the Black Dragon's long, luscious hair, clenching it between his fingers. With a pull he jerked her back, coaxing a grunt from her lips and making her eyes double in size. Lips quivering, Larsine read the expression her sister had; this visage of pure orgasmic bliss. It relayed everything the Violet Wyvern needed to know.

Selene was in Heaven.

Watching them fuck so heavily, Larsine found her own body growing hot with arousal. It flowed through her form, centering upon her chest, her head, and of course, her throbbing pussy. Was she... getting wet? Oh yes, yes she was. It was building between her legs; a dampness that threatened to stain through her clothes if she kept this up. She needed to pull away, she needed to go elsewhere! But before she could--

“HAAAHHNN~! MASTHAAAAHHH~!”

Selene's cries drew Larsine's attentions back, her starlight eyes gazing into her sister's purple ones. Sebastian's already mighty thrusts were growing even stronger, jerking Selene's body up into the shower stall with his every successive pound. Cock throbbing like mad, he aimed to not only please himself, but please her as well, abusing her g-spot as he got stronger and stronger. His thrusting was without pause and weakness, his angle sharp and correct, his reach soooooooo deeeeeeeep. One slam. Two slams! Three slams! And--

“HAAAHHAAAAAHHHHHNNN~~~”

Selene's eyes rolled back, while her Master buried his cock as deep into her as he could possibly go. From where she stood, Larsine couldn't tell who climaxed first... but it didn't really matter. Sebastian's balls drew up close to his body, and he unleashed a mad torrent of white-hot seed deep into her greedy snatch. In return, the shuddering Selene climaxed herself, her clear juices squirting out her cunt to make a mess of their legs and the floor of the shower stall. His cum and her cum, mixing together in a dirty cocktail that steadily oozed down the drain...

And Larsine watched it all.

Her sister's face was overjoyed following her roaring climax; those plump lips forming a shivering smile. Sebastian finally let go of her leg, allowing her to stand tall on her own. Turning around, her slutty face met her Master's panting one, the two looking at one another as the water fell upon their forms. No hesitation; they quickly pressed their lips into one another for a much needed kiss. Their tryst was over... at least for now. As they made out, who's to say they wouldn't go for another round before the water gets cold?

As if it could ever get cold...

Larsine pulled away from the door, her face as red as Adeline's hair. She didn't say anything, instead walking backwards as she replayed in her mind what she just witnessed. It's no surprise to anyone that Sebastian has slept with almost all his maids, and hell, this wasn't even Larsine's first time accidentally walking in on one of his trysts.

So... why was she shivering now? Why did it shake her so hard this time? Why did her pussy ache and throb with the desire to feel Sebastian's cock slam into her? She wanted to be the one pinned to a shower stall by her cute master, feeling his dick claim her pussy. She wanted to moan shamelessly as her expression turned whorish. She wanted to cum all over his cock while he filled her to brim with seed!

She was so... so jealous. Sebastian had seemingly slept with everyone already, everyone except for her! What? Was her chest too flat? Her body too boyish? Her personality not flashy enough? His 'next time' was supposed to be her time! What, had her Master lied? No, he wasn't the lying time. Instead, she had no doubt that Selene threw herself at him like she usually does! Unless... she really had misread what his 'next time' meant, and she was only getting her hopes up.

Quickly retreating, Selene slipped out the door of the bedroom, her eyes closed as she tried to catch her breath. Raising her hands to her face however, she realized just how hot her rosy cheeks were. They were seriously burning to the touch. That would be okay... so long as no one else noticed her. Unfortunately...

“Larsine...?”

Someone else was here.

Opening her eyes, the Violet Wyvern looked over to her right, her gaze meeting Mylene's. The Parlor Maid stood beside her, a curious and even concerned expression on her face. In her hand laid a silver platter with no top, reveling a pitcher of ice cold water and a few cups. Clearly she was heading for Sebastian's bedroom.

“Heya... Larsine, is something wrong?” asked the Green Serpent as she walked towards her sister.

“Wh-what? N-no! Nothing's wrong!” she replied... in the most guilty manner imaginable.

Not that she needed to come out and say it; Mylene could read it all on Larsine's face. The furious blush, the way she averted her eyes, and most telling of all, how she closed her legs together. And considering their noses were far, far stronger than that of a humans, Mylene could indeed smell her sister's 'natural musk'. At first it took her aback, but the Parlor Maid was quick to start grinning and nodding soon after.

She took a step towards Larsine, who in turn stepped back. She took another step towards Larsine, who then again stepped back. Another step forward, another step back. Another step forward, another step back. Another step forward, a step back... into a wall.

“Ah.”

“Nyeh heh heh! You stumbled upon Master Sebastian and Selene's morning tryst, didn't you?” asked Mylene asked as she trapped her sister.

“Duh-uhhhh!”

Larsine's eyes darted around to hopefully find an escape, but Larsine was her fellow drachenmagd. Anywhere she tried to go, the Parlor Maid would merely move to cut her off. And with that cat-like smirk on her lips, the Valet knew there was no escaping her sister.

“Well... what are you doing here?” Larsine asked, going on the offensive, “Like you said, it's Master Sebastian and Selene's tryst! Not yours!”

“Nyeh heh heh! How naive of you!” Mylene retorted, taking her aback, “I'm the one who often times stumbles onto them when they're together. Following his morning meetings with Selene, he asked me to start delivering him a cold pitcher of water. A nice drink to recharge him following all the energy he expels, nyeh heh! Master Sebastian is truly an energetic and athletic young man. And the muscles of his core have certainly gotten better!”

Was... was that last bit necessary? No, no it wasn't, and Larsine knew it! That was just Mylene taunting her with the knowledge she had of something the Valet had yet to experience. Her Master's core muscles probably were strong and firm, hardened not only by his workouts with Carmeline and Emiline, but also the mighty thrusts he gave into his drachenmagd. To think that a man his size and age had such strength behind him... it was... it was... shiver inducing.

Which is exactly what Larsine was doing now; shivering from her neck to her toes. She hadn't realized she was doing it until she found her eyes looking up towards the ceiling for a prolonged period of time. But it was too late; Mylene saw it all. Her blushing face, her rolling eyes, and most damning of all, the kooky smile on her lips that showed such sensual desire.

Then it struck Larsine that, yeah, she was probably making a lewd face in front of Mylene right now. So her eyes snapped back down, her expression wide and gaping with shock at herself. She tried to speak, but only nonsense left her lips; some vain attempt to defend herself. But with Mylene standing there, grinning as her serpentine eyes seized on her form, yeah, Larsine knew it was a lost cause.

Having had enough of this, she growled, scoffed, then pushed past her sister, who no longer attempted to keep her trapped. Instead Mylene watched as Larsine marched off, a few giggles leaving her lips. She remained standing there until the Valet slipped around the corner, vanishing from sight. And when she did, the door to Sebastian's bedroom opened up.

“Haaaah... hooooh...” groaned the young earl as he tied upon the sash of his bathroom, “Hm? Oh! Mylene! There you are!”

“Nyeh heh heh! Here's your morning water, Master!”

…

Larsine wasn't being insubordinate, was she? That's the last thing she wanted to be. As Valet and as Lady Maid, her job was to be the earl's right hand woman. The one they always share their secrets with, good and bad. It was her job to be the earl's confidant as well as their best friend. When it came to both of those things... Larsine felt like she was doing an incredibly poor job.

Let's face it; Sebastian wasn't really the most talkative person... which is what she kept trying to tell herself. Whenever she was around her Master, he was usually nose deep into Heinrich's Records, learning about his ancestor and not really sharing any of his own personal tastes. It made it very difficult for Larsine to be that confidant if her Master never spoke to her.

But he did speak to the others.

From Faline, she learned he liked sci-fi stories. From Emiline and Carmeline, she learned he used to play tennis. From Rodeline, she learned he had the desire to outdo his father. These were all things he should have told her, not told the others! What? Was she not good enough to learn these things? Or did he prefer the presence of her sisters over her? At this rate, you'd say Igrene was more suited to be his confidant! And if Larsine couldn't at least be that... then what good is she as the Valet? What, just his driver?

And, really, he didn't even need her for that; he could drive on his own! She didn't even know he could drive!

Altogether, her sisters had spent so much time with Sebastian, far more than Larsine had. And, yes, while she was always there, walking alongside him in the halls, eating with him during dinner, and ever present to lend her aid... he never really bonded with her as he did so with the others. All of her sisters shared some sort of heart-to-heart with her Master... except for her.

“Hoooohh...”

Larsine's stomach ached with desire, yearning to be praised by her Master as he did the others. Perhaps now then was the best time to ask what his 'next time' comment from last night meant. If she could meet up with him, ask him face to face, he wouldn't weasel his way out of answering her. Sebastian wasn't that kind of man.

So her feet took her to his next destination following his morning shower/bath; the courtyard. Typically he'd come here to speak with Carmeline for his morning workout. From what she had heard last, he was starting to help the Groundskeeper tow the fields for some nice, hard manual labor. Would Sebastian ever grow as strong and as big as his father Klaus did? Larsine doubted it... but that's for the best. Personally, she preferred his more unique size.

As thoughts of Sebastian putting on more of a muscular build filled her mind, the Valet wondered deep into the courtyard in search of him and Carmeline. They weren't actually at the vegetable fields, nor where they at the orchard, much to her confusion. Were they instead at the gym then, and she had only made a mistake? No, that's not it either, for she could see the top of Carmeline's orange hair behind the hedge maze. If Sebastian was with her, then catching up should be easy; Larsine knew the hedge maze like the back of her head.

Go inside, right, then left, pass this pathway, make a left... then a right... a left, a left, another left. A right, a left, a right, a right... a left, then left, then right, right, then left, left, right, right, right, left, left, left--

“Aaahh... Carmeline...”

“Geh heh heh! Don't worry Master... I got ya...”

Oh... oooh... oh no... oh no no no. Oh no not again...

Coming around a corner, Larsine's foot came to a complete halt as their voices echoed into her ears. She could not see them for she was still hidden, but she knew if she passed this edge, she'd reveal herself to them. But... she didn't want to, fearing what may happen if she revealed herself to the two too soon. She would embarrass Carmeline, Sebastian, and of course herself if she walked in on them doing what she was thinking they were doing. But... she needed to make sure. She needed to confirm her suspicions. So instead of poking her head around the corner to get a view of the two, she instead leered through a gap in the bushes.

You see, the hedge maze is surprisingly larger on the inside than it is on the outside. In the center of it lays a hidden stone plaza, with an elegant red and yellow gazebo resting in the center of it. Within said gazebo is a bench for one to sit in, rest their feet for a little while as they enjoy the innate privacy of such a secluded area. Such privacy that Carmeline and Sebastian were indulging in.

She was so much larger than he was, so much stronger... but he never felt fear when it came to any of his drachenmagd, her included. In fact, her big beautiful bronze body was a source of safety and protection to Sebastian, only enhanced by the boorish big sister vibes she gave to him. Her concern for his safety, her desire to push him harder, and her more relaxed voice always lulled Sebastian into a sense of security.

And her lips certainly didn't hurt either...

Larsine's eyes watched as Sebastian and Carmeline sat next to one another, the Groundskeeper leaning over so that her lips could pressed to his. She was like some mighty knight and he a dainty prince as their lips met over and over again. Eyes were closed as the world around them didn't matter, including their hidden voyeur.

The sound of their kissing echoed out even here, especially the soft moans Sebastian gave. Unlike her sisters, Carmeline was always such a strong kisser. She lacked their refined mannerisms, nor did she even attempt to pretend she was submissive in their liplock. No, the strength of her kisses were strong, showing a swell of desire and need. A desire and need that Sebastian gleefully gave back.

The way their tongues moved – his weaker one against her strong one – traded such great amounts of pleasure. Sebastian would stroke his tongue along hers, while she would merely pin his down. Often times he'd grunt back, but those grunts were only greedily devoured by the Orange Wyrm, who'd moan in return. Their was no pain here, no discomfort; only pleasure that continued to grow.

Then they pulled back, Larsine shuddering as she watched their tongues extend out from their mouths. Bridges of spit hung between the two as their eyes opened, gazing into one another with that ever growing rush of wanton lust. Her gaping mouth growing dry once again, Larsine watched as Carmeline's hand moved over towards Sebastian's lap, palming the prominent bulge he sported within his slacks.

So big... so thick... and no doubt throbbing with barely restrained lust and need. She rubbed the lump, her lips curling into a saucy grin that spread from cheek to cheek. Feeling it pump up with life, the heat in his body further radiated through her body; from her toes to her feet and everywhere in between. Sebastian too felt that heat, his voice rising as his barely restrained lusts ballooned.

Stuck in place and glued to the sight, Larsine watched as Carmeline undid their Master's belt, button and zipper, freeing his slacks from him. Then she guided her hand under the waistband of his pants and underwear, her powerful palm gracing his burgeoning manhood. For as strong as Carmeline can be, she was also so nurturing.

“Aaahh... haaaah... Carmeline...”

Sebastian's moaning voice not only made the Orange Wyrm giggle, but also caused Larsine to grab tightly upon the shrubbery before her. His lustful voice sounded so sweet, like sugar being poured straight into her ears. To hear that voice come from his lips was awe inspiring, but to have it be for Carmeline frustrated the Violet Wyvern. She wanted to be the one whose name comes out of his lips when he's feeling such sexual pleasure! She wanted to feel his cock throbbing to life within her feminine hand. She wanted to... she wanted to...

“Aaahhhaah!”

Sebastian leaned back as his cute, shameless voice continued filling the air, Carmeline's grin growing as well. Big and brutish though she may be, the Groundskeeper knew how to please a body, especially her Master's. Her hand cradled his dick within his pants, massaging and stroking it to its fullness. It pumped to life rather quickly, the confides of his slacks becoming incredibly uncomfortable.

So Carmeline pulled his dick free from their constraints, allowing it to stand tall and proud before them. And... Himmel oben, it was amazing! Surprisingly long, and incredibly thick too. Perhaps Larsine was suffering from tunnel vision as she locked her eyes on his dick, but didn't it seem far too big to be on a man Sebastian's size? Of course it was... because that's a Faust penis!

Speaking from experience...

The times Larsine saw it before did not equate to right now. Normally she was too far away, or it was distorted by something, sometimes it was already deep into one of her sisters, perhaps Sebastian had his back to her. But this time, there was no looking away; it stood proud in the cool air of the hedge maze, as if begging for attention.

Larsine wanted to reach out and grab it... but it was not her who would be giving it said 'attention'.

“Geh heh... look at what we have here,” Carmeline commented as her orange eyes slid over towards the moaning face Sebastian had on, “It's all nice and big and hot... geh... and your balls are as heavy as iron. Did you get this way because of lil' ole me?

“Haaah... yes,” Sebastian answered quickly, and so desperately as well.

That high-pitch declaration of need and desire; why did that make Larsine's legs buckle so hard?When her starlit eyes read Sebastian's face, she saw such aching need, such thirsting desire. And his cock – so eager – throbbed in an excited manner. Was this the face she was missing out on? The one where Sebastian looked like he'd literally die if he didn't indulge in the body of his servant? That's the face she wanted to experience, the face she wanted to gaze upon first-hand, and not through the shrubs of a bush.

Carmeline grinned, before gripping his cock nice and tight. Fingers wrapping around its throbbing girth, she started stroking him off; from the shaft to the glands and back again. She was being surprisingly gentle to her Master, not using her overbearing strength to utterly dominate and break him. Her touches were soothing, not to mention her pace was just right, allowing Sebastian to feel every ridge of her sweaty palm.

“Aaahh...!”

His sweet-sounding moans continued filling the air, making Carmeline giggle. But then her Master grabbed her by the face and cheeks, taking her off back. Gasping softly, Larsine watched as Sebastian pulled Carmeline down, their lips meeting in a much needed kiss. This time he showed far greater hunger and need than before, visibly lashing his tongue at the Groundskeeper's in a frenetic display. At first her hand slacked on its duties, coming to a halt briefly... before renewing its lustful vigor. Now her jerking hand was twice as fast, nearly blurring with how how quickly it moved. One would think she was probably moving too fast, but not Sebastian... that is if he could speak much at all.

Larsine meanwhile was impressed. With how quickly Carmeline jerked their Master's cock, she thought he would have climaxed by now. But much like in the shower before, he continued to prove his stamina as he remained hard and rigid. The tip of his dick oozed his clear pre cum however, which streaked along Carmeline's hand like rivers of syrup.

Delicious... delicious... syrup.

No longer was Larsine's mouth dry; she was visibly drooling at the sordid display before her. Sebastian's meaty cock probably tasted so good... to think her sisters have all no doubt had the pleasure of sinking it into their mouths. And his pre cum; what was it like? Delicious too? No doubt. Ahhh, but what about his actual cum? To feel not only its heat, weight and taste, but also the act of it shooting into her, or onto her! What was that like!? Her mind racing with all of these thoughts, Larsine audibly moaned.

“Ffwwaaaaahahhhnnn...!”

It was drowned out by their moans.

“Haaaahhh! Haaahh!”

“Ghaaaahhhhh!”

Staring at one another, Sebastian's lustful eyes met Carmeline's, and vice versa. The Groundskeeper's hand also stopped jerking off his dick, with Larsine placing her hand over her mouth. Eyes quivering, she watched as Sebastian's hands slid down Carmeline's body, resting atop her busty bosom. He stroked her breasts along the top of her overalls, as if to get a feel for them. His movements were so slow, so methodical, yet also so sensual and erotic. He brought his hands around the sides and curvature of the Groundskeeper's bosom, before finally bringing his hands to the bottom of her chest. Fingers sinking barely, he felt her breasts remain firm and hard, fighting back against his pressure. Then he pushed up, lifting her breasts, then letting them drop... lifting her breasts, then letting them drop... lifting her breasts then letting them drop.

Such skilled motions of the hand. Her Master not only explored Carmeline's body, he pleased it. Even if he was not touching her directly, the Orange Wyrm gave low, deep, shuddering moans. Every sound she made, Larsine heard. And in turn, it made her so jealous! She wanted to feel her Master's hand upon her breasts, squeezing and stroking them. And, sure, she wasn't the bustiest of the drachenmagd (being the one with the smallest cup size), but that did not mean she didn't want to feel it herself!

Would he praise her body with his voice? No... during sex, he didn't strike her as the audible type; he was always moaning and quivering with lust. Instead, Sebastian let his hands do the talking, such as right now. The way he traced his fingers along Carmeline's body spoke a thousand words.

And he wasn't even done.

His hands came up, brown eyes locked upon the cleavage of her breasts. Moving in, he pressed his head against her cleavage, his nostrils flaring as he took in the delicious odor of her sweat-laden body. He even pursed his lips to pepper the top of her bronze breasts with kisses, a feeling that coaxed giggles from Carmeline's lips. But Sebastian was not done, nor was he pleased with this. Reaching his hands up, he tugged at the straps of her overalls, his fingers gracing their buttons. Just two...

Slip... slip...

And the bodice of her overalls came falling down, freeing her chest as it drew a blissful sigh from Carmeline's lips. Sebastian's eyes befell her breasts, with the Groundskeeper even squeezing her arms upon the sides of her tits, making them more pronounced. As if that was necessary.

Larsine had never felt so belittled in her entire life! Carmeline didn't know she was there, but her flaunting of her bosom still felt like a direct insult on her in particular. It reminded the Valet of just how... well-endowed all of her sisters were. One would say that – after her – the drachenmagd with the smallest cup size would be Mylene, yet her breasts were still two cup-sizes larger, and incredibly perky to boot! And that's not even getting into the rest of her sisters, who all were all blessed with amazing breasts! Firm, springy, busty, curvy, milky in the case of a certain Nurse Maid, and then there's Adeline whose breasts were so large, you could say it took up over 60% of her body!

And then there's Larsine, who's just one cup size – just one! - short of being flat. Guess she should be happy with that. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, that is if Sebastian wasn't so clearly enamored with a large set of tits.

“Mmmmfff!”

“Geh heh heh! Slow down, Master! I ain't goin' no where!”

Larsine recoiled, then pulled back in, her eyes practically bulging through the bushes as she watched Sebastian attack Carmeline's breasts. He was kissing them, groping them, licking them, slobbering over them, all as the Groundskeeper giggled and laughed. Larsine even watched her sister's breasts glow from the spit being lathered upon them, showing just how hungry her Master was. That hunger... what would it take to have that hunger be directed at her?

Sebastian's hands then came down, cupping under Carmeline's tits and raising them together. She groaned while he grunted; her breasts really weighed a lot! Pushing them up required a great deal of strength, but damn, did feeling her smooth and firm flesh push back feel so elating. He squeezed her tits, groped them more, before bringing his brown eyes down towards her ebony nipples.

Which one to choose; they were both so very delicious! Sebastian was salivating at the sight as his hunger continued to control him. Which one, which one, which one! That one!

“Oh! Geh heh heh!”

Sebastian's mouth – wide and oozing with spit – quickly latched upon Carmeline's left tit, offering Larsine the perfect view of his hungered sucking. He was drawing on her breasts so hard, as if he'd be actually able to pull milk from within. But Carmeline didn't lactate; only Rodeline did! That's what Larsine thought to herself, though did it really matter? Sebastian's hunger was without end, and he gleefully flaunted so as he sucked... and sucked... and sucked!

That hard nipple and areola was pulled into his mouth, spit oozing from the creases of his lips as he slurped on her body, tasting it. Her hand falling upon the back of his head, Carmeline let out a deep, bovine sounding groan, while her tail began to softly slither behind them. More she nuzzled her bosom into Sebastian's mouth, filling him with her body to his heart's content. He was so overwhelmed by his own lusts and desires, he couldn't just stay focused on one boob at a time. He'd suck on one whilst groping the other, then quickly switch around to suck and grope the opposite tit. Both of her nipples were soon oozing with spit, a bridge hanging between them created by Sebastian's own hungry mouth.

Hungry, hungry, hungry...

The moistness between Larsine's thighs was growing far too strong to keep in. Her nose quivered, smelling her own lustful scent. Was it really that strong? Already? Sebastian and Carmeline weren't even copulating yet; this was still technically foreplay! Incredibly erotic and stimulating foreplay, but foreplay nonetheless! So why was it Larsine herself – who merely was a viewer on all of this – feeling so incredibly turned on!?

Because – and as much as she hated to admit it – she continued imagining Sebastian doing all of those things to her. She wanted him to be sucking upon her tits with that swelling of desire. She wanted to kiss him, to stroke his cock off, to suck it, to fuck him!

Fuuuck, her legs were rubbing even harder against one another; her panties stroking her sensitive clit. Pulling one hand from the bushes as she continued clinging upon it with the other, Larsine reached down to the sweltering heat that was her pussy. No hesitation; she slipped her hand inside and--

“Nnnghhh!”

Biting her bottom lip, Larsine stiffled a loud moan that threatened to split the air. Then she looked down, her hand slipping out from her pants. It was covered in her juices. Was she... really that wet? Already? Just from watching? Oh... oh she needed to leave! Sooner or later, Carmeline would notice her scent!

Larsine was quick, pulling away from the bushes with a slight rustle. Sebastian didn't hear it, for all he could hear was his own moans and Carmeline's breathing. Not to mention the fact that his other senses were also dominated by the Orange Wyrm's body.

But Carmeline? She leered at the bushes where Larsine once was, a smirk adorning her face.

…

BDSM, Sadomasochism, Master/Pet play... not really things Sebastian had gotten quite the handle of. Its strange, really, the types of fetishes that populate the internet, some vanilla, some strange... hopefully most are legal. The idea behind these more extreme fetishes, Sebastian understands. Actually putting them into practice however? That's something else entirely.

But when it came to pleasing his maids, Sebastian will learn to master something like this... hopefully.

His hand rested atop the head of his Librarian, gently petting her like he was praising a dog. There was a gentleness in his pat, one that was growing firmer and firmer with ever successive petting of her head. He even stroked his palm along the middle of her head, triggering a shiver that ran through her entire body. Audibly at that...

“Uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu...!”

Faline's specific kind of tastes were... trying to say the least. While at times Sebastian did feel that surge of power whenever he shared a tryst with her, he'd be lying if he said it wasn't at odds with his typical demeanor. He's just not the overbearing, controlling, possessive type. His reluctance to properly boss her around ironically clashed with his desire to please her as his Master. Ultimately... his wish to be the best earl he can be proved stronger than any meekness he shared in such extreme fetishes.

“Yoooouuuuu... uhuhuhuhuh... you've gotten beeeeeetter at thiiissssss,” Faline slurred as her brown eyes peered into Sebastian's.

Her face was as red as a tomato, her glasses fogging up, her expression lewd. The shivers ruminating through her body continued building higher and higher as he petted her down, his nail even scratching along her scalp. That garnered a crooning sigh from her which filled the air, causing the stirring in his pants to increase further.

But... her statement; how does he respond to that? Thank her bashfully for her praise? Tch... what kind of Master does that? She praised him for his ability to pet her; he should be more stern in his reply, perhaps he should even say something demeaning to really put her in her place?

Sebastian didn't know it, but boy did his face speak a thousand words. Those thoughts may have only simmered through his head for a second at the most, but Faline still read what he was going through. And really? That only made her excitement for the situation grow stronger. To be bullied and bossed around by such a cute, young master... who wouldn't get aroused by something like this!?

“Are you wearing it?” Sebastian asked whilst gesturing towards Faline's neck.

“O-of course, Maasstterr!” she replied whilst hopping up in her chair, “I put it on when I felt you coming towards the library. I-I always wear it when we talk!”

Straightening up, the blushing Faline reached her finger towards her turtleneck, pulling it down to reveal the leather collar wrapped around her neck. It was green – much like her cloak – and had her name written upon a gold plaque. That's real gold, mind you; he wouldn't spend any less for any of his maids. Thinking back to the day he went to the pet market in order to pick up this custom-made collar, he was probably blushing furiously. He remembered the woman at the counter saying he must have really loved his dog to get something so expensive for them.

Yeeeaaaah... dooooog...

“Good girl,” Sebastian said, his voice stern yet suave as he reached his hand into his long coat to produce... “I brought your leash. Are you ready for me to put it on?”

“Yesshhh! Yeeessshhh!” she said, drool shamelessly starting to pour from her mouth.

The Librarian was a rather easy dragoness to turn on when it came to her fetish, as Sebastian had quickly learned. So gripping her leash in hand, he dangled it in the air, quickly calling her to attention. She zipped around the library's counter at sonic speed, standing beside Sebastian as she shook in place, practically chomping at the bit to have her leash put on. He smirked at her, then performed a circle motion with his finger, telling her to turn around. Once she did, he moved the leash forward, pressing it to her cheek. Feeling its smooth leather stroke along her flesh caused Faline's tail to quickly snap and contort, her desires barely being kept in check. But of course, her Master had a command to give.

“You know what to do,” Sebastian whispered into her ear, “Take off your clothes...”

“Yeeessshhhhhh...”

No matter how much she tried, Larsine just could not get the thoughts of sex out of her mind. First Selene and Sebastian this morning in the shower, and then he and Carmeline in the courtyard. What, was he going for some sort of record; how many of his maids he could bed in a single day!? Or was it the opposite; her sisters were all twice as hungry today, and they were aiming to quench said hunger?

The Valet did not know, she just wanted to get these thoughts out of her head. Why was she acting so jealous in the first place? Sebastian said she would have her turn soon enough, so she just needed to be patient! In the meantime before dinner, she'd go to Faline. Maybe time in the library would--

“Good girl...”

Then again... maybe not...

Stepping slightly through the library's door so that she would not make a sound, Larsine peered inside, seeing an empty main lobby. Empty... save for the crumpled heap of clothing resting to the back of it. A green cloak, white turtleneck, black miniskirt, along with its belt buckle... yeah, this belonged to a certain Librarian. However, said librarian was nowhere to be seen, meaning...

Oh no, not again!

Scurrying silently towards a bookcase, Larsine got on her knees to peer through one of its gaps. A feeling of deja vu began overtaking her, even more so than before in the hedge maze. Yes, she had done this very same thing weeks ago, hadn't she!? And with the very same people no less! Only... things were a bit different now.

There stood Sebastian, a leash in one hand and a smirk on his lips. And right beside him was Faline... a completely naked Faline. No, wait, that's not true; she wasn't completely naked. No, she still had her garter belt and straps on which extended to her socks, which further extended into her boots. Other than that, she only had on her glasses which... probably doesn't count as clothes.

Fingers prodding together as she stood before her Master, Faline's face was hotter still, her glasses fogged to the point that seeing her eyes were impossible. Sweat was even starting to pour along her dainty body, the arousing situation sending a powerful heat throughout her body.

“Iiisss this to your liking, Masssterrrr?” Faline asked, to which Sebastian nodded.

“Almost,” he replied as he approached her, his chest meeting her back, “Next, we...”

Click!

“There...”

Now her leash was attached to her neck, with Sebastian even fastening her collar around her to further tighten its grip. Was she choking? No, she could breathe all well and find... but feeling it clench on her – even so slightly – was enough to have Faline's legs twitching like mad.

Their unexpected voyeur could read the desire on her sister's face. It's one thing for her glasses to be fogged, or her lips to be in such a kooky smile. It's something else entirely to actually see the sliver of nectar that oozed down her thigh and leg. Faline's fragrance even began drifting into the air; the orgasmic odor of pinewood.

For Sebastian, it was a complete 180 from the sexcapades Larsine had witnessed thus far that day. From hungry and primal in the shower with Selene, to meek and submissive beneath Carmeline's strength, and now lording his own power over the timid Faline. The Valet could not believe her Master could bring such an aura out of himself; it was imposing! Domineering! Controlling!

And Larsine fucking loved it!

She remembered that day in the bookstore when Sebastian groped Faline, but now, he lacked his initial apprehension towards such an action. He stood more composed and more controlling, and the lustful look in his brown eyes spoke so many words; he wanted to do these terrible, possessive things to Faline! He wanted to make her his plaything!

Shit... Larsine was actually drooling. It hung from her lips as she brought her starlit eyes up and down Sebastian's body, particularly towards the lump in his pants.

“You know what to do, Faline,” he said in a cool, chilling manner, “Get moving.”

“Yessss Massssterrrrr...” he groaned, only for--

Tug!

“YIP!”

Sebastian pulled back on his leash, causing Faline to do likewise. It was just a slight, quick tug; nothing major. But, damn, did the Librarian's cunt spasm when it happened. She didn't say anything however, instead moaning lewdly as she started walking. Her boots clicked against the floor as Sebastian followed along with this collar in hand.

Which... wait! If he was going to walk her along the halls of the library, then they'd discover she was there sooner or later. Oh no no no! She couldn't manage such a thing! The embarrassment would have her wishing for death! Especially if Sebastian realized she craved what he was doing to Faline. If he ordered her to do it, Larsine would strip down in an instant and let him tug her around on a collar! Hell, she'd do even more obscene things than that! Like, like, like--

She needed to get out of here!

Quickly the Valet slipped away from the bookcase, rushing towards the door as silently as she could possibly be. Once she stepped through it though, she--

“OOF!?”

“Guh!? Verdammt, Larsine! Watch where you are going!”

“Ooh... uh... sorry, Adeline.”

The Tailor Maid pulled back, a pout on her lips as red eyes gazed up towards her sibling. It didn't take long to frustrate her, and running into her – accidental or not – was one sure-fire way to gain her ire. As typical of the Tailor Maid, she was wearing something only she could pull off; a schoolgirl's uniform, one with a bright yellow blouse, a golden neckerchief with a white stripe running along it, and a matching golden skirt, also with a white stripe running along its him.

“What is going on, Larsine? Why are you rushing out of the library like that?” asked Adeline in an annoyed manner.

“Uh... right, um... hah...” she looked at the door, “Master Sebastian and Faline are... they are about to... um... they're going to... in... indulge themselves.”

“What was that? Speak up louder!”

“I said they're indulging themselves!” Larsine shouted back, trying to describe it in the cleanest way possible... as if anyone could call what they were doing 'clean'.

“Indulging themselves? Fuh... what a farce... you wouldn't be rushing out of there like the embarrassed tart you are, if they were merely 'indulging' themselves. What stories could they be possibly reading? Unless...” she laid her hand on her chin, “Fuah hah hah! That's the indulging you were talking about!”

“Yes! That is the 'indulging' I am walking about!” Larsine stated, “So... ya'know... it's best if we just... leave them be.”

“Fuh! Such silliness!” Adeline claimed as she put her fists on her hips and pumped up her chest, “If they wish to play around like they are, then I will merely join them! I wished to speak to Master Sebastian regardless!”

“What...? WHAT!? Join them!? Adeline, you can't be serious!”

But the Tailor Maid didn't even bother to answer her, grabbing the door's knob, twisting it open, and then stepping straight through it. She left Larsine utterly flabbergasted, trying to decipher why Adeline would do something so brazen. But, yeah, that's just Adeline being Adeline; she's always so assured of herself, despite her short stature.

Meanwhile, here Larsine stood, trying to muster up enough strength to even get her feelings across. How could her sisters be so coy with Sebastian, treating him like any other Master they've ever had when he's so much more different from the others? He was an anomaly to them, yet they didn't seem to mind. Master Sebastian is Master Sebastian, and that's that.

But... Larsine saw him both as her Master, yet something different, something... more. And now Adeline was heading into the library too, not caring about what it is she was about to stumble upon. And despite Larsine's desires to quickly retreat and cool off somewhere else, the Valet found herself being attracted back towards the library.

She took a step, pulled back, took another step, pulled back again, took another step... then slipped through the doors once more.

“Whoa!? Adeline, what are you doing here!?” Sebastian's voice rang out, causing Larsine to tense up.

Quickly heading into their direction, she hid herself one bookcase over, once again gazing through a gape. Still too afraid to reveal herself, the Violet Wyvern instead decided to watch the scene play out before her.

Sebastian standing with his face as red as a tomato, sweating bullets while his grip on Faline's leash grew slack. Faline herself appeared stunned, though she didn't say anything, and her fogged glasses continued making it hard to see her eyes. And Adeline? Well, Adeline being Adeline stood at the end of the lane, her fists on her hips in a bombastic pose as she shot the two a glare.

“You're doing it all wrong, Master!” she claimed, further taking Sebastian aback.

“Wh-what?”

“I said you're doing it wrong!” Adeline repeated as she marched up towards them, snatching the leash straight out of his hand, “What kind of Master walks their dog on twos!? That's not how it works at all!” then she pulled up her foot and shouted out, “GET ON YOUR FOURS, YOU SOW!!!”

WHAM!

“GAH!?”

With one boot to the back, Adeline knocked Faline over, right onto her hands and knees. It all happened so fast, neither Sebastian nor the Librarian had any time to processes it. One moment they're alone, the next moment Adeline's there, and then Faline feels nothing but the wood beneath her body, while their Master struggles to come to terms with everything. The Tailor Maid didn't seem to mind, instead smiling gleefully as she stuck her nose to the air, her lofty bosom bouncing whilst doing so.

“There! You're her Master, Master,” she stated whilst looking at Sebastian, “You must make sure she knows of her position at all times. Nakedly roaming around the halls is one thing, but doing so while standing belies equality. She is no your equal; she is beneath you.”

“Oh man... what is going on here...?” Sebastian muttered to himself.

“Fhm? What was that, Master?” Adeline asked whilst looking up at him.

“I was just... uh...” he groaned as he shook his head, “I'm not too good at this whole 'dominant' thing, Adeline.”

Well you could have fooled Larsine! In fact, he did fool Larsine! When the Violet Wyvern was spying on them before, he certainly exuded the aura of a controlling dominant! But, what, he still didn't have it in him? Was that just an act? It was a mighty fine one!

Adeline wasn't shocked by his declaration. In fact, she gave a womanly laugh as she nodded, for he only confirmed her beliefs.

“Of course, anyone with eyes could see that,” the Tailor Maid quipped as if as a jab towards Larsine, “Fortunately for you, Master, I am here to teach you how to be a good dominant!” she then approached Faline, her red eyes leering at her, “HEY! BITCH! DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO GET ON YOUR FOURS!? DO IT NOW!”

“Y-yess!” Faline replied meekly as she got to her knees and hands in a belittling position.

“AND RAISE THAT ASS OF YOURS TOO, YOU PATHETIC SOW!!!”

“Y-yes ma'am!”

Just as Adeline commanded, Faline raised her butt, flaunting its curvature and shape as she shook it. It stunned Sebastian who – while having thought about ordering her to do so – never had the gals to actually command it. Adeline did it so flawlessly however, her typical behavior allowing her to come off as condescending and controlling with great ease... though, she's already condescending and controlling, so perhaps that's a moot point.

“Now... GET MOVING!!!” Adeline shouted as she put her heel to Faline's ass, pushing her forward down the aisle.

“Y-YES MA'AM! AAAHH!”

Her grip tightening further upon the leash in hand, Adeline smiled as she stuck her nose upwards, allowing the crawling Faline to guide her down the library aisle. Sebastian had to say; it was incredibly impressive how easily she pulled this off. He followed beside her, before being offered the leash in hand.

“Grip it tight,” Adeline told him, “And be sure to tug it every now and then. Remind Faline who's boss.”

“Oh... right, um...”

Sebastian held the leash with a firm grip in hand, and made sure to tug upon it every now and then as they traveled deeper into the library. For the earl himself, it felt a bit awkward. It's one thing to be walking Faline around by himself; it's another thing entirely to be told how to do it! Adeline showed no hesitation nor any embarrassment in the art of such a craft, making him wonder if this is something they've done before. Guess in two hundred years – and especially with Faline's extreme tastes – it was bound to happen once.

Besides, it's not like the Librarian herself was displeased with it; quite the opposite, in fact. The way her pussy quaked and ass shook, the shameless masochist was clearly enjoying ever moment of this sinful and sensual game. Hell, she hadn't stopped drooling since this all started either, her visage this lewd orchestra of lustful expressions. Blushing, smiling, eyes glossed over, tongue hanging out like a panting dog; it was hard to tell if she was putting on an act, or if she genuinely felt this awash with pleasure. Considering her tastes... probably the later more so than the former.

All the while as they traveled down these aisles, Larsine trailed them, leering through gaps between books to view their every action. Adeline was not only whispering little orders and suggestions into Sebastian's ear to help him improve, but she was also tugging on his free arm as well. That busty little lizard; she was so purposefully flaunting her large chest against their Master in such a teasing manner. And those damned, gargantuan tits... how did someone so small have a larger chest than everyone else!?

Larsine was fuming, desperate to just blow through the bookcase and reveal herself. Maybe Master Sebastian could even collar and leash her; she could be a good pet too! But of course... the Valet didn't do that. Why? Because she didn't want to share him with anyone! She wanted Master Sebastian to herself! Besides, he promised she'd get her chance... she just needed to be patient. Until then, well...

“Right... there!” Adeline said as she pointed towards a nearby lounging area within the library, “I want to sit, Master!”

“Uhh... right, sure! Heh heh!”

Said lounging area was simple; a rug and coffee table placed near a fireplace, with two comfy, elegant, armrest chairs resting beside one another. Sitting down in one chair with his grip remaining tight on Faline's leash, Sebastian let out a soft sigh, before grunting as Adeline threw herself right into his lap. Tossing up her hair, the pompous Yellow Wyvern stuck her nose up and smiled at her Master, causing him to smile as well.

“You're very good at this dominant thing,” Sebastian said, making Adeline giggle.

“But of course, I've lived with Faline for centuries; I'm as well accustomed with her tastes as we all are,” Adeline replied before flicking his nose, “You, however, are so uncomfortable. I haven't heard you hurl one insult her way. Unleash your anger, Master Sebastian. Faline's a strong girl; promise, she can take it... and she'll like it as well!”

“Heh heh... yeah, I know but... uh...” he pulled on her leash, jerking the Librarian up, “Lean up against me! Uh... cow?”

Wow, what a pathetic command, one that had Adeline reeling. Her pompous laughter filled the air, teasing Sebastian who blushed from embarrassment. However, his halfhearted attempt at belittling Faline actually worked, for the aroused and amorous dragoness leaned against Sebastian's leg, her breasts pressing up against him as her fogged eyes stared to his face.

“Maaaassstteerrrrrrr...!” she groaned out like a bitch in heat.

“Feh heh! Well, at least she's enjoying herself,” Adeline quipped, before gripping tightly upon the armrest besides her, “And... I think a certain someone else is enjoying themselves too!”

When the Tailor Maid said that, Larsine feared she was mentioning her directly. Her eyes were practically poking through the holes in the bookcase, watching the trio with unflinching eyes. However, Adeline was speaking about her Master, her hips rocking upon his lap. His thickening cock formed a visible lump in his pants, and her soft, large, rounded ass gleefully teased him as she dragged it up, down, and side to side.

“Hnnngh... Adeline~” Sebastian groaned, his barely restrained desire flowing out of him.

“Fuaah haaaaah... it just keeps getting bigger and bigger,” she commented.

With the Tailor Maid resting on his cock and Faline rubbing her body against his leg, Sebastian could no longer contain himself. His pants were far too constraining for his dick, bringing visible pain and discomfort to his face. He just needed too...

“Faline! Nnnghh...! Unzip my pants!” he ordered.

“Hahahaha! Yesssh!” she replied, his order sending a surging thrill through her spine.

His hands resting beneath Adeline's body, Sebastian gently lifted the shortstack dragoness, giving Faline unrestrained access to his crotch. She was quick to move her hands upon his body, feeling up his crotch and the lump within his pants. A groan of desire filled the air around her, before she hungrily attacked Sebastian's belt buckle. Undoing it, unzipping it, and unbuttoning it as well, the Librarian freed her Master's cock from the tight confides of his slacks.

An audible groan left Sebastian's lips as his cock stood tall in the open, Faline's eyes glowing at the sight of it, as well as well as Adeline's, and of course, Larsine's eyes too. Hers were no doubt the brightest, but everyone's attentions were focused squarely on Sebastian's dick. Its throbbing vitality, and in the cool air of the library no less, he needed to put it somewhere warm...

And he had just the place to... but first...

“Haaah... kiss it, Faline!” he snapped, causing her brown eyes to spark.

“Y-yesss!” she groaned with desire, her head moving in.

With Adeline still lifted up and the head of his dick pointing towards her face, Faline moved in, pressing her lips up to his penis. It twitched from the soft feeling of her thin lips, and coaxed a groan from her Master. She didn't just stop at one kiss however, for her slavish devotion was intense, drawing the Librarian to shower his dick with more kisses. She peppered them upon the head of his length, then she moved on to the sides as well, and even came down to the shaft. His dick was surrounded in her kisses, and she even audibly smacked her lips aloud. Her dedication was felt, drawing louder moans from Sebastian... but he had two lustful dragons here, didn't he?

With Adeline still lifted up, Sebastian turned her to the side, allowing her to stare up into his face. She was confused at first, but his groping hands kept her quiet, focusing on the feeling of his hands. They glided along her thighs, curved around her hips, and of course, squeezed upon her plump ass.

“Mmmmnnnn... fuaaaah... Masssterrrr,” she groaned.

Adeline's sweet-smelling fragrance was starting to waft into the air, mixing with Faline's odor of pinewood. Somehow, the combined scents of wood and sugar created something truly amazing, as Sebastian was starting to learn. Adeline was hot and ready, and well, it's clear he was too. So...

“Your panties...” he whispered into her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Mmmmmm... fuaaahhh... you heard him, Faline,” Adeline replied, a mischievous smirk adorning her lips, “Move my panties aside, you bitch!”

“Haaaah! Yes yes!”

Doing as she was told, Faline guided her hands beneath Adeline's rather short skirt, pulling aside her cute, yellow panties so that her pussy could be exposed. Her sweet nectar began sliding down her thighs, staining both Sebastian's lap and his dick. Just the touch of it on his length garnered a moan from him, but he wouldn't be pleased with just that.

Just... a little... way... down... and...

“Aaaaahhhh...”

“Fuaaaaaahahhha...!”

Oh yeah, that hit the spot... for the both of them.

Sebastian's cock slid deep into Adeline's pussy, being surrounded on all sides by warm, moist, tightness. And Adeline herself arched her back, his thick cock filling every inch inside of her. Greedily she slurped upon his cock, refusing to let go as it twitched inside of her.

Adeline bit her bottom lip in barely restrained desire, a gesture unknowingly mirrored by Larsine. The Valet herself could barely hold back, watching as the thick cock of her Master slid into her sister's pussy. It's one thing to see him pounding into Selene up against a wall; she's far taller than him! It's something else entirely to see such a massive, throbbing penis slid into the smaller, compact body belonging to Adeline. And yet there was no discomfort for the Tailor Maid, only pleasure.

Sliiiiiiiddeee! Pat!

“Fauaahha!”

Sliiiiiideeee! Pat!

“Faaahhhh!”

Up and down, Sebastian guided Adeline upon his cock. It pushed deep into her core then retreated, getting faster and faster with each thrust, before finding a rather brisk pace. The two of them audibly panted as they fucked in the middle of the library, Sebastian's brown eyes on Adeline's red ones. And Faline? She sat there, watching as that thick cock pounded into her sibling's tight pussy. Its like she wasn't even there, an act of such shear belittlement that only had her pussy quaking twice as hard.

“Hrrrrghhhh!!! Maaasstteerrrrr!” Faline groaned, spit and drool oozing endlessly from her mouth.

Legs spread as she sat on her knees before them, Faline brought her hands between her thighs, stroking her pussy with her lithe fingers. Wet and loud slicking noises sounded out from her lewd labia as she played with herself, bouncing off the ears of everyone who heard it. From where she croched, Larsine not only got a large view of Faline's ass, but also her dancing fingers as she made a puddle of juices right beneath her body.

The sultry squelching... the prurient popping... the erotic energies... they all mixed together to create something so visionary for their voyeuristic viewer. Much like before with Carmeline and Sebastian in the hedge maze, Larsine found her hand dropping between her thighs, sliding beneath her pants in a gesture not unlike Faline. However, where as before where she quickly decided against pleasuring herself, this time the Valet went full on with her masturbatory rush. She slipped her hands straight under her pants and into her panties, her digits curling where she quickly slipped them straight into her folds.

“Mmmmmmfff!”

Fortunately, her other hand clamped over her mouth, stiffing her a loud moan. Oooh, Larsine just couldn't take it anymore! She wanted his dick! She wanted it now! Hell, she was about to rise up and reveal herself, but--

“Haaah... I'm about to cum,” Sebastian announced, making Larsine's eyes bulge.

Was he... always this audible with his climaxes, or was this a once and a while occurrence? Regardless, it had Larsine sitting there silent, for Sebastian wasn't pleased with just announcing his impending orgasm.

“Hrrghaa... ride me,” he ordered, his breathless tone shaking the three drachenmagd.

“Fuaaaahhh!”

Adeline's typically boisterous personality took a backseat upon his command, her body shivering as she even took on a more demure expression.

Turning around so that her back could rest against his chest, the Tailor Maid spread out her legs wide, flaunting her lower half to both Faline and Larsine. With this position, the Valet could better see Adeline's cunt clenching and tightening around Sebastian's cock. Her pussy was so puffy, so wet, her clit as hard as a rock. And she was only starting to move herself.

PATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

Her hips blurred viciously, skirt fluttering up and down as she took in her Master's dick, pound after pound after pound. Was Adeline wearing a bra? From the looks of it... no, not with the way her breasts were bouncing! And, wait, one could even see her hardened nipples poking through her blouse; she wasn't wearing a bra!

“Es ist so groß,” Adeline announced, her eyes becoming glazed over, “Ich komme zum Hohepunkt!”

“Ich auch!” Faline added, before repeating over and over and over again, “Ich auch! Ich auch! Ich auch!”

The trio could barely hold back. Fuck it; they weren't even trying to hold back! Sebastian's hands came slamming down upon Adeline's waist, his hips driving his dick up into her pussy, matching her pace, pound for bounce. His twitching, throbbing, virulent cock, her tight, warm, moist pussy, Faline's unbending, unblinking eyes; a sinfully sensual snapshot of a tryst about to hit its crescendo. And when it did hit that crescendo – when that mighty climax over took them all – the entire library heard it.

“Nnnghhh! Guh!”

POP!

“Fahhaah!? Mas-TEERRRRR!!!”

It happened so fast, Adeline didn't have time to processes it, but she sure as hell felt it. Sebastian's dick retreated from her cunt with a loud and audible pop, the feeling of it leaving her being more than enough to send a quaking orgasm through her body. Her eyes twitched, her teeth bit into her bottom lip, her hips jutted up, and--

“FAHAHAHAHAHHH!”

Faline's eyes gazed into the gaping cunt belonging to her sister... as well as the cock aimed straight towards her face. With Adeline's scream came her orgasm, sprinkling the Librarian's face with her spicy, clear fluids, but that's not all. Sebastian began cumming immediately after, his dick shooting copious strands of spunk all over her face, mixing with her sister's orgasm. It stained her, streaked along her cheeks, her nose, her lips, her glasses; everything...

Faline twisted her cunt inside her body...

“HAAHHHAAAHH~!”

TRINKKKCLLEE!!!

Was it really enough that they were fucking one another? Did their orgasms have to be so loud as well? So loud that Larsine could hear it as well as she could see it? Was the universe merely trying its damnedest to mock her?

The air was thick with the odors of so many orgasms... four to be exact. Sebastian's, Faline's, and Adeline's climaxes all floated around them like a sensual cloud of sex. The trio were left panting following their threesome, sounding as if they'd just got done running a mile. It was so... so... amazing...

“Oh man... haaah... what time is it...?” Sebastian muttered before bringing his brown eyes down to his Librarian, “Faline... grab my watch...”

Was it an order as a sexual dominant? Or merely the command of her Master? It did not matter, for she answered the call without hesitation... though her twitch, cum-covered face did have a gleeful smile on its lips.

“Yessss, Masssterrrr,” she said in that slurred, sluggish manner as her hand reached its way into his pant's pocket, pulling out the watch within.

“Haaah... there,” he muttered as he held it in his hand, popping its top to see, “Oh... dinner will be ready soon.”

…

Larsine would say dinner was awkward... if she was there to participate in it, that is.

Following the tryst in the library, the Valet was quick to escape, making sure she wasn't seen by either her Master or her sisters. Roaming through the big, quiet halls of the Faust Estate, she was no doubt entrenched in her own sensual odor. Well, a quick wash up cleared that problem, but it did little to quell her beating heart.

Now back in the halls, Larsine headed into the direction of her Master's bedroom, her eyes leering out to the wide moon outside. In the Violet Wyvern's head, a rush of thoughts. She could not get it out of her head the things she saw that day; first Sebastian and Selene, then he and Carmeline, and after that, him, Faline and Adeline in the library. Just thinking about it sent a tingle down to her loins, her thighs clinching in to keep her heat from rising.

But, that's okay, right? That was all in the past and... well... she was never promised that the 'next time' would be the next time he mated with one of his maids. But, now, at night, there was no escape; her time had finally come! The 'next time' had arrived, she just needed to go up to his room, knock on his door, and--

“Ah, Larsine!”

“Huh?”

Oooorrr... he could be standing right outside his door!

Sebastian stood there, his cheeks slightly rosy, his brown eyes bright, and a kind smile on his lips. Her cute Master had returned, his boyish charm causing her heart to spike in its rate. Considering what she had spied him doing all throughout the day, she couldn't understand how he so casually smiled her way. But that smile, oh, it beamed, brightening up the halls further than what the lamps had done.

Larsine felt so happy...

“Master... I... you're going to bed, right?” she asked, to which Sebastian nodded.

“Yeah, heh... I've never been the type to stay up long, not unless someone is keeping me up,” he replied.

Was that his attempts at being flirty, snarky, or teasing? Or was she even reading too deep into his words. He was a virgin until Igrene got her hands on him, so it's not like he was being 'kept up' back in Riverside by someone. Oh... okay, she was reading too deep into it. Hell, it even showed on her face with the blush that adorned her cheeks.

And Sebastian? Heh... he chuckled. Perhaps a while ago, such things would have made him blush furiously as well, but by now, he had managed at least a modicum of defense when it came to such sensual conversations. He'd be rather weak if he wasn't, wouldn't he?

Speaking of...

“Do... do you remember... what you said last night, Master?” Larsine asked, causing his smile to diminish in size, but not leave fully, “About... you know... next time.”

“Heh... yeah, I remember,” he replied as his hand found the door, nudging it open, “And I am a man of my word so--”

“There you are... Master,” a stern voice echoed from his bedroom, taking Sebastian and Larsine off guard.

The two shifted their gaze into his chamber, eyes falling on his bed, and the woman who sat on its edge. There in her turtleneck and black slacks sat Emiline, her teal eyes cutting through the bedroom towards Sebastian. He cocked his head, wondering why she was here, while the Marshal stood up to her feet, walking over towards the duo where her looming stature stretched over Larsine in particular.

“Emily? Is something wrong?” Sebastian asked, causing the Marshal's eyes to seize upon him.

“Master Sebastian. I want you to fuck my ass.”

“GKGHGKGHL!?”

Sebastian's eyes widened and he choked on his own spit, while Larsine's face merely went pale. Like... how does one even respond to such a blunt request? Emiline certainly wasn't bothered, remaining stone faced as she gazed Sebastian straight into his eyes. It took him a few moments to recoil from the mental punch that is her statement, but once he did, he said,

“Come again?”

“Don't act coy, Master. You heard me,” Emiline stated as she tightened her hands into fists, “I want you to fuck my ass.”

“I... yeah... I thought you said that,” he muttered, “Whoa... I didn't... I didn't think you'd ask me something like. And in such a coarse way, no less.”

“What? Would you prefer me ask you in a more scientific manner?” she retorted in a mocking manner, “Would you like it if I said... oh, I would like to perform the act of anal sex with you, Master? Thusly, I desire you to penetrate my anus with your penis?”

“Uh... no... that does sound worse.”

“Then 'fuck my ass' will have to suffice,” she stated.

“Um... okay then but... huh... what brings this up?” Sebastian asked next causing her to further stiffen up, as if anger was growing within her.

“Remember? In the tub weeks ago while we were relaxing following our workout, you, Carmeline and I had a threesome. During our tryst, you penetrated Carmeline's ass. At the time, I let it slide, assuming I'd be your next anal conquest. However...” her teal eyes sharpened, causing Sebastian to shake in his stance, “It has come to my attention recently that you have fucked Rodeline's ass before mine.”

“What? Did she tell you that?”

“Unacceptable!” Emiline continued, “While I forgave you performing such an act with Carmeline first due to it being a spur of the moment action, I will not stand idly by while you continue your anal conquests of my sisters. Therefor, I have come to you tonight with the request that you fuck my ass next!”

Why was Sebastian sweating bullets? Seriously, Emiline was asking him to 'fuck her ass', yet it's him who was horrified beyond all belief! Like, what would happen if he didn't acquiesce to her demands? That's... that's not something he wanted to think about.

Reeaaalllly puts into perspective just how possessive Emiline can be, doesn't it?

“But... what about Larsine?” Sebastian asked.

“If Larsine wishes to watch, she is free to watch,” said the Marshal, causing Sebastian's cheeks to turn red-hot, “Otherwise...”

“W-watch...?” Sebastian repeated before swallowing his spit.

That's... a kink he wouldn't mind exploring. However, he did make that promise with Larsine first, and he wasn't going to skip out on it. If she still wanted this time to be hers, he'd confirm it. If not, well, Emiline had already said her piece. So he faced Larsine yet again, giving her a halfhearted smile as he asked,

“Is... is that okay, Larsine?”

Completely unaware of the promise he made to her, the Marshal looked at her sister, and the Valet looked back. Their gazes met... where the teal eyes of the Indigo Dragon became sharp an domineering. Larsine's eyes grew wide in return.

She's lived with Emiline long enough to know that intruding upon her trysts was a very bad idea.

“It's... heh... it's okay, Master,” Larsine said as she brought her gaze back to Sebastian, “If Emiline wishes to have her... ahem... anus conquered, then so be it. If you made her a promise, then you should keep it. You are a man of your word, aren't you?”

“I am but... huh... I don't remember promising to... well... you know,” Sebastian sheepishly muttered under his breath, “But if you say it's okay...” he smiled whilst approaching her, planting a kiss upon her cheek, “I promise, next time will be yours!”

There it was again, those accursed words 'next time'. 'Next time' should have been this time! And now look at her! Watching as Sebastian moved away to Emiline, who gave let a domineering smirk spread out over her lips. Damn that Emiline! No Master wants to be stuck between his drachenmagds!

But alas... Larsine could only blame herself. All day today she had been far too cowardly in her desires. If only she was like her sisters; brave enough to just throw herself at her Master without a moment's hesitation. If only...

Well... she could watch... couldn't she? No... no, not this time. Not... well... maybe...

…

“Kuku... you like this shapely buttocks of mine, don't you, Master?”

“Haaah... I do...”

And, really, how could he not? Was it as bountiful as Adeline's ass? No. Was it as curvy as Selene's ass? No. Was it as large as Carmeline's firm buttocks? No. But damn, did it have this nice, fine shape to it, and this amazing lift, and this graceful poise. And when Emiline hooked her fingers beneath her buttocks, bouncing it up and down... haah... his cock got so hard, it hurt!

Since arriving at the estate, Sebastian hadn't really masturbated... at all. Shocking, yes, I know. But as he sat here, naked in his bed with Emiline standing half-naked in front of him, he wrapped his hands around his cock to give it a few strokes. It was so large, so thick, it hurt him even as he produced some pre at the tip. And Emiline? Well, she continued goading her Master as she groped her ass tauntingly in front of him.

Framed by the elegant garter belt and straps of her purple lingerie, the Indigo Dragon's buttocks looked twice as inviting as it usually did. Her tail was raised as well, allowing him to see its every detail, its every curve, up to the point where she began shaking it left and right. Emiline was typically so stiff and stoic, but for now her aloof mannerisms were placed to the side as a sensual smile adorned her lips.

“I can already feel my ass twitching. I can't wait for you to put it in me,” she said, further goading her Master.

“Me... me too,” he replied in a slurred and drunken manner.

Raising her fingers to the him of her garter belt, Emiline gripped it as she began approaching Sebastian, even bending over to further flaunt in his direction her shapely buttocks. Mouth wide and face full of uncontrollably arousal, the young earl allowed a sliver of spittle to ooze out the corner of his mouth. It trickled along his cheek and chin to fall on his thigh, the sight of which brought such a wide spreading grin to Emiline.

Walking backwards, she approached him step by step, her buttocks gazing him him square in his face. It shook and swayed left to right in his face, taunting him, teasing him, with her tail resting along her back and between her wings, giving him an unobstructed view of her ass. Sebastian – overcome with sensual desire – did not hesitate to grab upon her garter belt. Holding it, his eyes closed and his face leaned in, lips pursing to plant kisses upon this perfect posterior.

“Mmmf... mmmmfff... mmmmmff...”

The sound of his kisses were audible, the feeling of his soft lips against her butt coaxing moans from Emiline. Her Master was such a... loving lover; everything he did held this weight, this purpose behind it. Whether it be in his own self indulgence or her own, the Marshal never once doubted her Master's adoration and desire for her. Even now as he snuggled his face against her ass whilst showering it with kisses, she knew that – in his eyes – she had the most perfect ass of everyone in the estate.

Maybe she'll brag about this to her sisters later... kuku!

For now, she allowed Sebastian to further envelop himself in the taste of her butt, though she herself bent over. A flexible woman, Emiline had no trouble resting her hands on her knees so that she could perfectly gaze between her breasts, eyes falling on his cock. As hard as diamonds, it pointed up towards his chest, looking damn-near close to bursting. The painful sight of his throbbing member was so damn delicious, especially as some pre escaped the top to streak down the sides.

Mm... mm... mmmm...! Well... he's suffered for long enough.

“Mmm... mmffauaah!? Huh? Emiline? Is something wrong?” Sebastian asked as she pulled away, turning to face him.

“Of course not, Master,” she said whilst getting on her knees between his legs, her teal eyes gazing up towards his face, “I merely must prepare your penis. Trying to insert it in while dry will no doubt create some... complications. From what Rodeline told me, she used not but her own spit to ready it for insertion, and the hot tub as well as my own fellatio from before were more than enough to prepare you for Carmeline. So I need no lube; my oral will more than suffice.”

“You don't have to be so... haah... matter of fact about things,” Sebastian muttered whilst blushing, his hand even resting on his forehead, “And... jeeze... I still can't believe Rodeline told you about what we did in the prison... haah?”

The way he shivered when her hand wrapped around his cock? Super mega cute.

“Kuku! Rodeline was impressed with your virility,” Emiline answered as her fingers gave strokes along his cock, making even more blood pump through its veins, “She wanted to thank Carmeline and I for our hard work in honing your body. It's clear that your labor has indeed bolstered you. And now, I myself wish to feel it as you widen out my ass...” her eyes leered at his cock, “Now no more dallying... humph!”

When her teal eyes seized upon his cock, Sebastian tensed up, becoming as hard as stone. The next moment she dove in, mouth wrapping around his succulent cock. All at once, his tension left his body, reducing him to nothing but a malleable mass of mush. He fell back on his bed, while the powerful, womanly lips of Emiline wrapped around his dick, pumping along its length and girth. She audibly sucked on his dick, one hand fondling his balls, the other hand gently massaging his thigh. It was both slow yet fast; fast enough that she was jerking his cock deeper into her mouth, but slow enough that she kept him right on the edge of pleasure. All the while, Sebastian's own moans continued building in volume, getting louder and louder as they bounced off the walls of his bedroom.

“Emilllllyyyyy~!” he groaned out loud, the sound of which making her wings flutter.

She could never get enough of him moaning out her nickname in absolute pleasure.

Merely sucking on his dick was not what she aimed to do though, nor was it to merely lather it in spit. Serpentine tongue coiling around his cock, she guided him even deeper into her mouth, trailing his length along her jaw to push it squarely into her throat.

“Glk!”

Hoooh... was it her, or was it bigger than before? Not to mention this taste... it tasted like... Selene... hm... Carmeline too... Faline as well and... Adeline... but... wait... was she tasting a bit of Rodeline on his penis too? Sebastian must have been on a roll today.

Didn't matter; he was here with her right now.

So Emiline continued her deepthroat, keeping Sebastian's cock trapped in her body. Her lips pressed up against his crotch and pubic hair, sucking him deep without any stress on her end. Her teal eyes merely gazed along his body, watching clutch his head as he continued moaning out loud and shamelessly. It was a torrent of pleasure, with her clinching throat, her lapping tongue, and the spit and saliva that worked its way into every fold of his dick.

Fuck, how long was he balls-deep in Emiline's mouth? And without her showing any signs of discomfort? That stern face looking back at him, unflinching, unfettering, merely watching and looking, with those serpentine slits. She wasn't going to stop until she was more than sure his dick was ready. Nothing but the best.

And then...

“Ffmmmmfmfmmm... POP! Fahhah!”

“Gaahhhahhah! Haaah! Emillllyyy~!”

Pulling off his dick fully, there were so many strands of saliva and precum that mixed together, creating thick, gooey bridges that refused to break. It made a mess of her lips and face, a truly slutty visage that Emiline owned with her sharp gaze and lustful expression.

The teal eyes of the Indigo Dragon gazed upon his dick, her messy lips curling into a sensual smirk. His towering cock was coated in spit, which glistened like a fine lather. So much spit and drool; could dragons increase the amount of saliva they produce? It would answer a few questions.

“There... amazing,” Emiline commented as she gave his cock a few extra strokes with her hand, “Now, on to the main course. We are not leaving this bedroom until my anus has been properly widened by the shape of your cock.”

Man did hearing that make his dick throb... but not as much as what Emiline did next.

Crawling on the bed with her tail slithering high in the sky, the Marshal made her way over towards his bed's post. Clenching it, she shook her hips left and right in a taunting manner, once more flaunting the perfect curvature of her shapely ass. Sebastian's eyes trailed along her body, particularly how her garter straps extended down to the tops of her heels. He's started to really enjoy the sight of his maids in heels, for some reason.

It wasn't until Emiline reached her hand over, giving a loud SMACK! to her ass that Sebastian was finally called to attention. His dick twitched and he crawled over towards her, tripping over himself in his mad dash. The Indigo Dragon giggled, but that didn't stop Sebastian. In fact, when he pulled his head up from his bed, his eyes fell on the smooth, tone flesh of her leg. Well...

Chu... chu... chu...

“Oh? Kuku... Master...”

His hungry desire controlling him, he kissed along her flesh, trailing up her body and thigh. Kissing, kissing, kissing until he came to her ass, where he kissed her more and more and more. Emiline visibly and audibly shivered, her teeth biting into her bottom lip as her Master showered her with his adoration and love. She just couldn't get enough of this.

Pat!

But it all came to an end when Sebastian's hand fell on her hip, gripping it tightly and stopping her in place. Moaning as his hand stroked her body, she leered over her shoulder to just barely see him gripping the shaft of his cock. Sebastian's other hand came around, clenching one of her butt cheeks where he began pulling it aside. Thumb hooking inside her flesh, he pulled on her to the point that her tight anus could stare him in the face.

“Haaah... fuck,” Emiline moaned as the cool air graced her sweaty asshole, “Fuck me, Master. Mmm... make it gape...”

That got his engines revving; he was going to do that and so much more. The head of his cock oozing with copious amounts of spit and precum, Sebastian finally took aim with Emiline's anus. The first touch – the head of his dick – was cold due to tall the spit, and the heat of her own body. But that didn't equal the burning heat of his cock sliding slowly into her tight, tight ass. It hurt, but it hurt so good!

“Haaah...! Oooh yeeessss!” Emiline groaned, her teal eyes sliding back as her drooling grin turned crazed.

Fuck his cock was so big, pushing into tight anus; a place it shouldn't go. This is what Carmeline and Rodeline got to experience; dammit, Emiline was missing out! Her ass wasn't the most elastic, for it had been a surprisingly long time since she's last felt a cock slid somewhere this deep. And for it to be her darling Sebastian to remind her of this pleasure... she couldn't think of anything better!

Granted, she couldn't think about much at all right now, with her mind being turned to mush as it was.

Sebastian moaned aloud himself as his cock sank deeper into her tight anus. This powerful tightness that was matched by only a rare few, clenching around his dick and holding it hostage. But Sebastian fought on, not pleased to sit back if he didn't complete his 'conquest'... and he knew Emiline would feel the same way.

So deeper and deeper his dick sank, making Emiline's spine arch as she felt her rectum being properly claimed by this dick; inch by inch by inch. Its every buck, its every twitch, she felt ten-fold. It was far stronger than when he fucked her pussy, sending a feeling of delirium through the Indigo Dragon. Which one did she prefer? Anal or vaginal sex? It was getting harder and harder for her to choose!

PAT!

“Ohooohhooo~!”

Her deep, womanly moan took Sebastian off guard, who typically knew Emiline as being mostly silent during sex. Not completely – she'd still grunt and groan – it was just usually low and deep. But with one sharp thrust deep into her anus, he had her moaning out loud. He... wanted to hear more of it! So...

PAT!

“Ooohoooh!”

Fuck did it sound amazing!

Hands grabbing tight upon her hips, Sebastian began jerking his cock back and forth, lacking refinement in the art of working open one's asshole. He put in the same wild thrusts he did with Carmeline and Rodeline before, abusing Emiline's ass until it worked open naturally. Perhaps on a normal, human woman this would be... really fucking bad. But for a drachenmagd who has no doubt experienced worse in her life, the feeling of his thick member pounding viciously into her asshole was exactly what she needed and exactly what she wanted!

He was brutal and wild in his assault, thrusting to the point that her ass was being bounced up with his every pound. Audible pats and pumps echoed out every time her buttocks clapped against his waist, bouncing off the walls and echoing into their ears. It further mixed with Emiline's moans which continued getting louder and louder and louder.

“Ohooohohoo! Ooooh! Hooooh! Hooohooooh! Oooooh!”

Yes, that's it! Louder and louder! Sebastian's hips started blurring as he leaned in, making a complete mess of his Marshal's anus. It would be left gaping after he was through with her; of that, he promised! Just pounding and pounding and pounding while the bed quaked and quivered beneath them, their bodies further melding together in a sweaty ball of flesh.

Almost there! Almost there! Just a few more thrusts, and his balls were pulling up hard against his body! Emiline could feel his dick shake and shiver in an irregular manner; the telltale sign that he was about to climax. Huh... feels different to experience here in her ass as oppose to her pussy.

Sebastian's cock continued pounding away at her tight sphincter, his hungered grunts pushing through clenched teeth as her ass got wider, and wider, and wider. Each centimeter of space had Emiline's pussy twitching just as much, her own powerful climax getting closer and closer.

The moans of Master and Marshal, mixing together... together... together...

“No... cumming! Nnnghh! Cumming!”

Was it any surprise that she was listening in on all of this?

Out in the hall, her shirt lifted into her mouth, biting to keep it up so that her sweaty body could be graced by the cool air around her. Her smaller breasts smooth and around, her nipples hard as they jutted up. Meanwhile her pants were slightly pulled down to her knees, flaunting her cute pair of fuchsia panties with her hand writhing about within it.

Larsine must have looked pathetic right now pleasuring herself viciously within the empty halls of the estate. One hand was around one of her breasts, groping her tit and pinching her nipple, while the other hand was deep in her panties, fingers pushing into her puffy pussy. A dirty, wet slicking noise echoed from her as she masturbated so furiously, her voice panting and moaning as she leaned one ear up against the wall behind her.

Yes, she was listening to them fucking so hard! She could not see it, but she had no doubt that Sebastian's cock was beating open Emiline's ass like it was nothing. She couldn't remember a time when she heard the Marshal moan so loud; it had been that long! And Sebastian was the one to bring it out of her, lacking the same sense of privacy his father loved. No, when the young earl took one of his maids, its like he wanted the entire estate to know about it!

Fuck, what does it take for her to be the one his dick was conquering? Pussy or ass, it mattered not; Larsine just wanted to be connected with him! But all she could do was play second fiddle, and self-pleasure herself whilst listing to her sisters have the best sex of their immortal lives!

Not to mention that mantra...

“DO YOUR BEST! DO YOUR BEST! DO YOUR BEST!” Emiline could be heard screaming, lacking any semblance of her usual stoicism.

Not being able to see it and only being able to hear it, the Marshals request must have really set Sebastian off. Because the next thing Larsine heard was...

“GGAHH!”

Followed by...

GRRRK! GLIRRRK! SHLORRP!

“OOH-HOOOOOH~~~!!!”

SQUIRRRRTTT!

Ah! Fuck! Did their climaxes have to be so loud? Even through these walls, Larsine could hear it! Sebastian filling Emiline's ass with so much spunk it was no doubt spilling over, and Emiline herself staining his bed sheets with her heat and nectar. It was like an explosion; his bedroom probably smelled of nothing but lavender, sex and juices. And intoxicating brew, shamefully kept confide by the doors and walls.

“No... I want it... to...” Larsine whispered.

Tap... tap...

“Huh? What?”

Face turning pale, eyes widening and pupils diluting, the Violet Wyvern realized she was no longer alone in these halls. A shadow was looming over her, making her shiver. Larsine did not stare right away at this person who caught her, because she already knew who it was. It was the perfect repeat of what happened that morning.

“Nyeh heh heh! You are so pathetic, Larsine,” said Mylene.

Larsine let out a deep breath she didn't know she was holding. Meanwhile, through the walls beside her...

“Can you... keep going, Master?”

“Hmm... haah... yes...”

…

“Nyeh! Come on, Master! Come on!”

“Yeah, har har! I've been waitin' for this all day!”

“All day, really? You could've just come to me sooner...”

Another day, another experience of living in the lap of luxury. Today – much like the previous day – had been spent merely enjoying the pleasantries of his estate. The quest for his father's dairy was still on the back burner, not made any better by his failed attempts to get in contact with Katherine. Not from lack of trying, mind you; his drachenmagds had only proven themselves to be rather hungry these past couple of days for some strange reason. It seems as if – one by one – he was bumping more than just shoulders with them in the halls. At the very least, he was becoming far more comfortable (not to mention excited) with the idea of casual sex in places. But, really, things could never remain just 'casual' when his maids are involved.

Thank the heavens for Nadine's cooking, or else his body would probably never get the strength needed to handle all of this.

Speaking of the Kitchen Maid, she was one of the two who was currently pulling him towards his bedroom. Her arms were wrapped around his arm, pulling him in close towards her busty busom. She was aided by Mylene, the Parlor Maid on his free arm, and she too pulling him towards her perky chest. Sebastian could only smile in a sheepish manner as he was commandeered by his maids, who were both so excited to pull him towards his bedroom.

However, in his mind he could only think about Larsine. He had not seen her at all following the previous night, much to his confusion. The Valet was usually his shadow; always following him around, no matter where they were heading. To go an entire day without seeing her once was... strange to say the least. Doubly so since he really wanted to spend time with her, as he promised. But if she's nowhere to be seen, well, what can he do? And it's not like Mylene and Nadine were giving him the chance to go looking for her.

Haaah... he felt terrible seemingly passing her by like this... he'll really need to make it up to her, somehow...

“So we've heard how you've been spending the night with our sisters these past few days,” Mylene stated, to which Nadine nodded.

“Uh-huh! You slept with Emiline last night...”

“Nyeh heh! And before that, you slept with Selene and Igrene!” Mylene continued.

“So we decided to be your next partners tonight!” Nadine added.

“But Mylene, we've already slept with one another at night,” Sebastian stated, taking her aback, “In fact, you were the first!”

“Ah! Well, yes, that's true, but it was just us alone,” Mylene retorted with a mirthful giggle, “Nyeh heh heh! Besides, I've always been the sharing type, especially with my sister Nadine! So, all of us together are going to sleep incredibly well tonight! Don't you agree?”

“Well... I guess,” he muttered as he was led to his bed, sitting upon it, “But... haah... I really should be spending this night with Larsine. I promised her she'd be my next time, and then Emiline came over and... hah... it was a huge mess.”

“Har! It's okay, Master!” Nadine said as she and Mylene stood before him, “Who knows; Larsine may be closer than you think! Now then...” she and the Green Serpent looked at on another, “Shouldn't we change and put on something more comfortable?”

“Pffft! Of course!” Mylene replied.

Together the duo headed for Sebastian's closet, the young earl watching them go. Fingers curling into the sheets of his bed, he couldn't help but to think bout Larsine. Last night, she really appeared to be looking forward to spending her night with him, only for Emiline to ruin it. Gosh, he felt like such a terrible earl for inadvertently ignoring her needs. And, yes, she would say her needs don't matter or something like that, but that's not how he feels. Servant though she may be, that's no excuse to treat her as someone lesser. No, he would make things up to her, he promised!

Fwump!

“Okaaaayy~ Master! Nyeh heh!”

“We're ready, Master! Har har!”

Uh... later though.

Turning over, his dropped his eyes on Mylene and Nadine as they stood side by side. And, my, what a lovely sight indeed. Where as most of their 'older' sisters wore more mature appearing lingerie with garter belt and elegant brassieres, this duo wore undergarments that was far simpler and cute in comparison. No straps nor lace or anything of the like, instead wearing wearing clothing that appeared softer. They were matching sets; bras that hugged close their busts with a frilled edge to them, and incredibly thin straps that wrapped around their shoulders, and matching panties also with thin waistbands that wrapped around their waists. Oh, and of course thigh-high socks which squeezed expertly upon their flesh. Their only differences would be the color of their undergarments, with Mylene's being mostly green in color with shades of yellow on its edges and straps, while Nadine's was mostly blue with shades of white upon her edges and straps.

The two drachenmagds giggled, their hands wrapping around each other's waists as they approached Sebastian, their expressions incredibly mischievous. But of course they would be; this is Mylene and Nadine, easily the most impish drachenmagds there were! And as they approached him – their yellow and blue eyes growing brighter – Sebastian felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and his slacks getting tighter and tighter.

“Nyeh heh heh! Look at him, Nadine! He's so shocked, he can barely speak!”

“Har har! Hey, what's up, Master? Why are we the only one's who are baring all!?”

“The only...? Oh dear...”

Oh dear indeed, for with speeds reminiscent of a blur, the two rushed Sebastian, their laughter filling the air as their hands latched upon his body. He groaned as they sensually touched him, pulling and removing his clothes, one by one by one. His cloak, his shirt, his pants, his underwear, his shoes and socks; they were all pealed off his clothing, amid the giggles of the two amorous drachenmagd. With them tossed aside, Sebastian found himself gazing up towards the roof of his bedroom, all while completely naked.

It didn't take long for both Nadine and Mylene to fill his view, their shoulders touching and their eyes locked on his face. Grinning still, the two descended, taking Sebastian aback as they began peppering his face with kisses. He grunted and groaned against them, his arms reaching up to wrap around their waists, while his ears were filled with teasing laughter.

But that too would not last long. Were his girls merely aiming to toy with him? Knowing their personalities, he wouldn't put it past them. But when he looked up to their grinning faces – Mylene's to his right, and Nadine's sharp teeth to his left – Sebastian couldn't help but to feel at peace.

But... were they planning something? Look, he's lived with them long enough to know when they're up to something, and they most definitely were up to something. But... what?

Mylene and Nadine's eyes glowed; there was someone else with them.

Whump!

What? Did the closet door open up? There was someone else in here with them!? But who?

And... what's that odor he was smelling? It wasn't Nadine's ocean smell, nor was it Mylene's lemony scent either. No, it smelled more like... like... crap, he wasn't sure what it was he was smelling. He just knew it was hot... like burning embers.

And it was coming closer...

And closer...

And closer...

Whoever this person was, he felt them amble their way upon his bed, weighing it down. And then their shadow appeared over Nadine and Mylene's shoulders, his eyes falling on the image of a cloaked woman with glowing eyes. Eyes that glowed like the stars. It was...

“Larsine?” Sebastian whispered breatheless.

“Nyeh heh heh! Now you know it, Master!” Mylene said as she and Nadine pulled away.

Suddenly appeared, resting upon his lap, wearing a violet cloak that showered her face in shadows... but did nothing for the rest of her body. A body that was shapely and smooth in all places, like that of a lithe yet tomboyish dancer. She rested atop his lap, her moist pussy sitting right in front of his throbbing cock, a small shaven patch of black pubic hair adorning her body womanhood. Drawing his eyes further up, Sebastian's eyes relayed the images of her comparatively smaller cup size to those of the other drachenmagd, but that's not an insult to her in the slightest. In fact, he kind of liked this smaller bust; it made her more unique he'd say.

But alas, his eyes once again fell on the shadowed out face and the glowing eyes that gazed at him from behind it the cloak's hood. Reaching up, he grabbed said hood, pulling it back to confirm his suspicions.

It was Larsine... an incredibly frenzied looking Larsine. She was panting hard, her face and cheeks were red-hot, steam flowed out of her nostrils, and drool leaked from her lips, all as her starlight eyes glowed bright. He'd never seen her look so primal before... nor any of his drachenmagd save for Rodeline that time in the prison! And just like before with the prison, it left him feeling scared.

“Umm... uh... L-Larsine? Is something wrong?” Sebastian asked, only for his question to be answered by Mylene and Nadine's giggles.

They were resting on the bed beside him, staring at his face whilst wearing such mischievous expressions. Naturally, he swallowed his spit in return.

“Oh, don't worry, Master,” Mylene finally said, “Larsine has just gone... primal! Nyeh heh heh!”

“'Primal'!? What does that mean?” he replied as the Valet placed her hands upon his chest, pinning him in place, “Ack!?”

“'Going primal' is something that can happen to us under extreme circumstances,” Nadine answered, “Har har! We become all wild and... well... ya'know, primal! Har har! It happens when we get too hungry, too angry, or – in this case – too horny!”

“Too horny!?” he repeated, his response making the two giggle.

“Yeah! Nyeh heh! Larsine's been waiting to fuck you for agesssss!” replied Mylene, “You should've seen her last night; she was masturbating like crazy! So Nadine and I hatched this plan to help her out! Which is why she's right here with us! We're all gonna fuck you senseless tonight, Master!”

“Fuck me... hfh... senseless?”

Why did that sound so damn sinister!? These girls were going to be the death of him! But...

“ME FIRST!!!” Larsine roared, her voice alone pushing Sebastian into the bed.

He grunted from the force of energy, his eyes briefly dazed before looking back up. When he did, he saw that Larsine's twitching face had changed. She was still drooling in a hungry manner, but her lips had curled into a near malicious grin. She even raised her leg, exposing her tight pussy that oozed endlessly with nectar. One hand still on Sebastian's chest as her eyes kept him pinned, her other hand reached down to angle his cock up with her pussy.

“Ich werde dich in dieses Bett ficken!” Larsine exclaimed.

Was that a threat? Sebastian certainly took it as one!

His heart was racing as the typically professional Larsine looked more crazed than Selene! But even with that fear, Sebastia could feel a swelling of excitement funnel through his chest. He did promise her his 'next time', and it's only now that he finally could give it to her. So with his cock hard, her pussy wet, and everything angled perfectly with one another, Larsine slipped his cock straight into his face and--

“Guhhhh!”

“HOOORRAAAAAAHH!!!”

Pure... ecstasy.

It rushed through Larsine's entire body, causing her to straighten up as if she had been stricken by lightening. Her eyes even bulged, growing brighter in his bedroom while her mouth split open. The sinister face was replaced with shear surprise, amazed by his cock's shape, its thickness, its length, its wideness. Everything inside of her lithe body felt so... so... so... perfekt! Her imagination just did not compare.

“Sooo! Hooraaaah! This is what I've been missing!” Larsine said as she brought her hands up, resting them upon her face as her eyes looked so crazed, “It's amazing! Perfect! Flawless! I just want to fuck it forever!”

This completely different side of Larsine... Sebastian wasn't sure if it was good or not. He certainly preferred her usual, calm and collected self, but he'd be lying if he said this 'primal side' wasn't enthralling in its own right. To see Larsine appear so possessive, controlling and lustful was just... so out of the norm when it came to his normally professional and elegant maids. Each and every one of them were impossible to match when it came to their skills an mannerisms. But here, in his bed, Larsine was nothing more than a bitch in heat.

His cock laid hostage in her body, her plaything to use as she saw fit. But Sebastian didn't say a word, instead panting as he gave her his own looks of desire. The grooves and bumps of her sopping wet pussy curled around his throbbing length, pulling him in deeper with each passing second. And when her waist sat attached to his waist with no space to spare between the two of them, Sebastian still felt like he was in utter euphoria.

And then Larsine began to move.

Her hands falling on Sebastian's chest, she kept him pinned as her hips began to move, her bright eyes hypnotic in their glow. They kept him trapped in place by sight alone, while her hips moved up and down to jerk his cock off. Her cunt continued controlling him, guiding his body along a river of pleasure that only she could provide.

And she was getting faster...

And faster...

And faster!

These frenetic pumps of her hips that kept pounding him into the bed, making good on her promise from before. The intensity of her pile-driving hips sent pleasure exploding through her body as well, with Larsine tipping her head skyward to let out more of her great moans. It shook him and the room around them, with Sebastian in particularly being called to attention. Slowly he began rising in spite of Larsine's hands, his own hands launching forward to grab her hips. And when they did...

SHOVE!

“HOORAAAH!?”

He brought her hard on his dick, launching it straight up into her core. It took Larsine off guard, causing her to lose her balance. All the while Sebastian continued to rise, eventually using her imbalance to knock Larsine over upon her back.

She looked up, her bright, starry eyes meeting the hungry brown eyes of her Master. He was still buried deep inside of her, but this time he was in relative control. Sliding his hands towards her legs, he lifted them up, gifting him unbridled access to her succulent cunt. She stared down towards where they connected, feeling it spearing and spreading her apart. And then Sebastian pulled back...

“Horraaa...”

And then he slammed it in.

“HOOORAAAH!?”

The angle, the thrust, the speed, the power; all of it was exquisite. All the sex she watched him partake in thus far had truly paid off, allowing her to reap the benefits of such a skilled lover. Sebastian's thrusting was to the point that her body was jerking up, her spine arching as her breasts were pushed out. She would have probably jumped clean from the bed in her primal rush... had Mylene and Nadine not been there.

Together the two grabbed Larsine's hands, holding her tight to briefly bring her back to reality. Reading the smiling faces of her loving sisters, it's like everything had finally come full center...

PAT!

“HORAH!?”

Looking back up towards Sebastian, she saw that his hunger had only continued building in the meantime. He began thrusting into her with all of his weight behind it, even leaning in forward as he did so. Her skilled limberness was put on full display as her legs were pushed up besides her head, and her pussy was pushed back out to take his dick.

It was reaching deeper than before, and it was shaking as well. Wh-what is that shake? What was it she was feeling? Why did her Master's cock feel like it was ballooning inside of her? Was she just imagining this, or was it really happening? Yes, yes, she was sure it was happening, and as it bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She just needed that one, last, final push!

And it came in the form of a kiss, right upon her lips...

“MMMFFFF!”

“HMMMFFPHHH!?”

Sebastian kissed her, his lips clamping upon her lips to immediately suck all of the life straight out of her. Larsine locked up and her eyes rolled back, her hands gripping tightly upon Mylene and Nadine as they held back. The kiss was slow and arduous, the spit sloppy and wild, their moans loud yet muffled. And all the while, her cunt continued pulling his cock in deeper, feeling it balloon. Right there... right there...

Pure paradise...

It filled her; cum as thick as it was voluminous. No inch of Larsine's body was spared his heated spunk; from her womb all the way to her labia, all of it was painted white. In its size there was also heat, which burned her from the inside out and back again.

Hooohh... she hadn't felt so peaceful in a long, long time...

“Hrrmmhphaaah!”

Sebastian pulled back, though Larsine's twitching cunt made that impossible. Her teeth grinding against each other, the Valet was suffering an intense climax herself. These wet, hot, clear fluids that stained his lower half, marring him in her odor. Its only then – as her squirting cunt finally started to peter out – that Larsine released her grip on him, allowing Sebastian to fall back.

Which he did with a--

Whump

“Haaaaah... holy... crap... hugghgh...”

He didn't have enough energy for now to gaze upon his handiwork. But, ya'know, that's okay; Mylene and Nadine did for him. Trailing their eyes along their sister's body, they watched as her cunt twitched with milky-white cum. They then brought their eyes up her sweat-covered body, right towards Larsine's face.

She had this wide smile, these glazed, rolled back eyes, and was still panting like some beast. Heh, she was completely fucked silly; no one was home.

“Nyeh heh heh! Not half bad, Master!” Mylene said as she face Sebastian, who leaned up slowly.

“Huh... y-ya think so? I didn't... hoooh... I didn't know you girls could get like... that,” he scratched the back of his head, “I thought all the sex was just for fun, you know?”

“Har har! It is for fun, but you know how the old saying goes; all work and no play--”

“Makes a dragon really, really angry! Nyeh heh!”

“I... I don't think that's how the saying goes at all...”

“Nyeht! It doesn't matter, Master,” Mylene then said as she and Nadine began approaching him together, “The night's still young, you know; you've only pleased one of us. So unless you want Nadine and I to go primal too...”

“I think you should brace yourself,” Nadine finished, their sinister giggles filling the air.

Oh no... these girls really were going to be the death of him.

But as they began assaulting Sebastian with giggles and kisses, a certain Valet laid there. For the first time in a long time, she felt complete and utterly content. Yes, she too had been one with her Master, a feeling she hadn't experienced in years... decades even.

Yeah... she had been pretty silly before, hadn't she? Her sister's had it right; Sebastian's her Master, and while he had not grown up at the estate like his forefathers had, that did not change his position... nor did it change his blood.

He's a Faust, through and through...

The night indeed is still young... she'll have her taste again very soon.