CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 17

"Here are the robes you requested," Eva fingered the crushed velvet as she stepped into the gardens. She wasn't a seamstress but was impressed at how well they had turned out. A moment later a moan escaped her lips as she looked up, the sight of Herja laying on her back with her face buried in Lanecea's ass driving Lani's devotee crazy.

Revna remained chained to her mother, the girl massaging Lanecea's engorged boob while she fed her babies while Revna trailed the tassels of her whip over Herja's pussy unrelentingly at the same time. 

"Lay on top of Mommy Slave on your stomach and fuck Mamma's pussy with your tongue. Match Mommy Slave's rhythm," Revna released Lani's boob long enough to snap her fingers as she instructed her mother's priestess.

"Mmm. Thank you, Revna," Eva draped the robes on a garden bench before getting into position.

It felt so good that Lanecea struggled in earnest not to cum, especially when Revna straddled Eva's head before latching onto Lani's breast, the three matching each other's rhythm.

"I'm going to...ahhh...cummm," Lanecea gripped Revna's hair as she struggled to control her body before pulling away from Herja and Eva's relentless tongues. 

Revna grinned as she released Lani's nipple as well before looking down at Eva's soaked hair, dripping with her own Lust for Mamma.

"Lick each other's tongues," Revna commanded, the women beneath Lani immediately obeying.

Herja and Eva licked and sucked each other's tongues, their moans almost as loud as Friederich and Sibylle's coming from her rose garden a few feet away.

Revna continued to rub her soaked pussy on Eva's head as the older women tasted Lani on each other's tongues while she kissed her mother thoroughly.

"I'm in love with you, Mamma," Revna whispered her confession against Lanecea's thoroughly kissed lips.

"Mmm, thank you. That's my good girl. You are mine - only mine."

"Oh yes please...." Revna was dangerously close to spraying Eva who had resumed tongue-fucking Lani once more, Herja following the priestess' lead. "But what about babies? Will I still have babies someday? I only want you Mamma - I need to belong to you."

Lanecea gently stroked Revna's hair away from her eyes while she searched her daughter's soul. The girl was going wild with lust but truly was in love with her as well. The revelation made Lanecea's pussy so wet that Eva began to choke.

"You will be bred when and if I choose. I will demand that you crawl to me immediately afterwards with cum still running down your legs and thank me for the privilege of being impregnated. You will never forget that I own you, will you my Darling Slave?"

"Mmm, that is so sexy and is making me very wet, Mamma, but may I please just lay in your arms or enjoy your body when I'm being bred? I don't want to ever be away from you."

Lanecea laughed as she pulled Revna against her soft curves. "Then we will have to work together so your breeder isn't shy."

It wasn't often Lanecea didn't have one or more of her children attached to her boobs from the moment she stepped into the gardens or the nursery. Clanna, however, released her breast before wriggling in an attempt to squeeze in beside Eva between her mother's legs. Her soft ringlets tickled Revna's pussy, the poor girl already using every drop of self-control not to cum. It wasn't Clanna struggling to reach her mamma's pussy that drew her attention away from Revna but the orphan who had left Thorson's side.

"I need you," Halina was far more shy than Lanecea's children as she kissed Lanecea's free breast before beginning to suck tentatively opposite Revna.

"Of course, you need a mamma," Lanecea purred as she began to stroke the girl's shoulder-length hair. 

"Mmm, that's my good priestess," Thorson encouraged her as he joined the pile of limbs, kissing Halina's shoulder as she fed beside his sister. "That's how to please your king."

Halina purred beneath his praise as she opened her mouth wider, taking in as much of Lani's boob as she could fit in her mouth.

"Good Girl," Thorson murmured against her neck before licking his mother's breast overflowing Halina's mouth.

Taran wasn't about to lose to Thorson quite so easily. The god of fertility and war joined in, stroking Halina's hair as he pressed his throbbing cock against her hip, his uncaged.

"Mamma, please...it's not fair," Thorson' protested.

"He will not cum in her or enter Halina's pussy. You may rub your cock on her hip as well - caged. I will give you the key on your wedding day, not before."

Thorson knew better than to protest.

"Suck harder, Priestess. Match our rhythm."

"Mmm," Halina moaned, her dress already soaked in the siblings' precum.

Lanecea kissed Halina's forehead before turning her attention to the older women who were moaning while attempting to bottlefeed Lanecea's brood of children. The pheromones in the air were intoxicating and Storm and Lani's masturbating babies and toddlers weren't helping matters.

"Sibylle needs to leave shortly before her husband grows suspicious. Ladies, I would like you to accompany her to the market beforehand. We are having a celebration to welcome Storm home tonight. He was gone for so very long, so I would like to show him how much I missed him."

"What do you have in mind?" Felika ran her fingers through her hair, but her face was flushed as she watched Lani give everyone what they needed and still managed to attempt to plan a party for the man she loved most.

"A ceremony would be wonderful, I think. Something very special when I give Revna my breeder."

"A breeder?" Sibylle finally removed her mouth from Friederich's caged cock although he continued to lick her pussy. "I would love to attend the ceremony if that is alright with you."

"I doubt your husband would allow it..."

"He'll be too busy focused on his meeting with Friederich and it will be better if I'm not home. I think he will notice something is amiss when I can't stop blushing."

Lanecea laughed and moaned at the same time. That was a problem. Sibylle hadn't stopped blushing since Friederch had entered the throne room.

"Yes, you may attend, as long as it doesn't draw your husband's attention. Friedrich, you may as well if you can get away."

"Thank you for the invitation, Lady Lanecea," Friederich winked at Lanecea as she paled.

He'd used the name that was whispered from Italy to France and across the ocean into North America. Friederich was onto her. At least he hadn't called her Lady Wolfstein, but Lanecea was suddenly chilled straight to her bone marrow.