“Oh…why not?” Lucy asked, frowning.
“Why, because I don’t have any on hand, of course! Tomorrow morning at first light I’ll send some miners down the chasm to find you some nice, choice crystals. But they can’t mine in the dark—it’s too dangerous and you know Ihateto lose any of my people. I’m so veryattachedto all of them!” She patted the guard whose shaft she was sitting on affectionately and received a low moan of acknowledgement in return.
“I can see that you are,” Lucy said, smiling as she picked up a chunk of dark purple fruit with pale pink seeds and popped it into her mouth. It was tart and sweet and just a little bitter—like a strawberry, a kiwi, and a grapefruit had all been mixed together, she decided.
“Yes—why every single male on my staff has penetrated me at one time or another,” Lady Twa’linda went on thoughtfully as she wiggled in the guard’s lap and manipulated the chair’s controls to raise herself up and down on his shaft.
“Oh, er, theyhave?”Lucy asked, wide-eyed.
“Oh my, yes! SomeDom’mesqueslike to rule with pain and fear, you know butIprefer to keep my males in line with pleasure,” Lady Twa’linda said. “Why, I even let the kitchen staff and the gardeners penetrate me at times—even the pot washer in the scullery room has sunk his shaft deep in my pussy at one time or another.”
“That’s…quite an interesting way of motivating your staff,” Lucy said, trying to keep her composure. “Er, how many people would you say you have working for you?” she couldn’t help asking.
“Oh, around two hundred, give or take, I suppose,” Lady Twa’linda said thoughtfully. “And all of them male, of course—well, aside from my dear seamstress. I prefer to be served and serviced by males for the most part,” she added.
“I do too,” Lucy said. “Though I’m afraid I don’t have a staff like yours. T’zaren here is pretty much my only manservant,” she added, patting the big Monstrum’s arm, which was resting on the metal frame of the chair.
“Just one male? But of course he hastwoshafts—so at least you have some variety,” Lady Twa’linda remarked. “Tell me—I notice that you’re using his smaller shaft tonight—the, er,secondaryone, I believe he called it. Why was that? Don’t you like the feeling of the larger one inside you? If I had a guard with a monster like that, I’d let him penetrate meall the time,”she added, giggling.
“Oh, er—no, I like his bigger shaft just fine,” Lucy said, trying to sound nonchalant. “It’s just…it’ssobig, I thought it might be a distraction to, er, have it inside me while we ate,” she added.
“Well don’t deprive yourself onmyaccount.” Lady Twa’linda made an expansive gesture with one hand. “Please, help yourself and mount his larger shaft if you want to.”
“Oh, no—that’s all right,” Lucy said quickly. “I’ll, er, probably mount him later tonight, back at our ship,” she added.
“Oh but youcan’tstay in your ship! You must be myguesttonight!” Lady Twa’linda protested. “I’ve got lovely guest rooms in my stronghold, you know! And that way when you wake up you can have your pick of thedimrielcrystals.”
“Well…thank you.” Lucy nodded. “That’s very kind of you—I accept.”
Behind her she could feel T’zaren stiffen but if he was upset she had accepted the invitation to stay, he didn’t say so.
“Very well! I hope you’ve enjoyed your supper, my dear,” Lady Twa’linda told her. “I’ll have something more substantial sent to your room for your manservant later if you like. I know how males love to eat! Almost as much as they like to penetrate a tight pussy!” And she tittered, her pale cheeks turning pink.
“Oh, er, they certainly do.” Lucy laughed politely. “Thank you again for your hospitality.”
“Not at all, my dear—I do love having guests! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to activate my entropy chair’s fuck button and have a nice deep-dicking for dessert!” Lady Twa’linda said.
She pressed the “fuck button” and the metal fibers twanged musically before beginning to thrust the guard she was sitting on up and down so that his dark green shaft slid in and out of her bright pink pussy.
“Ahhh, that’s lovely!” Lady Twa’linda closed her eyes in obvious delight and the guard she was sitting on groaned.
“Oh my Lady—your pussy is so tight!”
“You naughty man! Don’t youdarecome in me!” theDom’mesquewarned. “I absolutely donotwant your hot cream flooding my womb. Do you understand?”
“Yes…my Lady…” the guard gritted out. Clearly he was doing his best to hold out and not come, but Lucy doubted he was going to manage it for long.
Sure enough, barely a minute later, he groaned again and Lady Twa’linda moaned along with him.
“Oh Burnes, you bad man! I can feel you spurting your cream deep inside me!” she exclaimed. “Itoldyou not to come in me!”
“Forgive me, my Lady!” he gasped. “I…I couldn’t help it—your sweet pussy just sucked it right out of me!”
“Well…” Lady Twa’linda sighed and pushed a button on the chair which raised her up off the guard’s cock. Sure enough, her bright pink pussy was filled with white cream. Lucy tried not to look but she couldn’t help seeing from the corner of her eye.
“Now just look at the mess you’ve made of my pussy, Burnes!” Lady Twa’linda scolded. “I’ve half a mind to have you lick me clean right this moment just to teach you a lesson.”
“Yes, my Lady—I’ll be more than happy to!” the guard exclaimed.