Spoiled Desires

Zero's husband

The witch groans as she detects the spell that was used in her lair. She had gone out to buy some things for her next ritual only to find that her stupid brother had arrived while she was out. Now, instead of staying still like a good boy, he somehow might have done a wrong spell and landed somewhere in the timeline. 

The witch sighed and closed her eyes to concentrate on her brother's energies, she had to rescue him. When she opened her eyes back it already had been a week, she had stayed still mid-air to focus and found her brother. She lands on the floor heads towards the cauldron and lits the blue flames. 

She adds the ingredients, finally her blood and her brother's hair from his comb. The liquid began to boil purple and she murmured a wordless spell that lifted the mixture from the cauldron. The potion surrounds her body, she slowly rises in the air smoke surrounding her appearance now, and just like that she vanishes in the wind. 

Great! Perfect place for her slutty brother to land.

Horny Jail by the Nobel King. 

In the past, the noble kings had made luxurious places for high-ranking officials, military leaders as well as foreign ministers to relax while being pleasured by their servants. One flick of the finger and the servant could fulfil any of their fantasies, may it involves them presenting on their knees, or their holes, devoting their complete body.

The witch groans, anger filling her veins. She moved her stack in her hand and changed her outfit into a rich green silk gown and gloves with the most extravagant jewellery embroidering ears and lean neck. Her appearance excludes beauty from faraway lands coming here for the delicious promise by the noble kings. She walked up to the guards who took her in and bowed their heads. 

An Earl quickly rushed out to greet her, "Madam, may I know your reason to visit?"

"I come from the west. Here to witness the grand heaven made by the kind King. "

"Your good name, madam?"

"Cana Desmond."

The Earl's eyes went wide as he bowed his head at 90 degrees in respect. Cana presented the small audience with expensive jewellery and coins which were taken away by the guards to present to the king inside. The Earl guided her inside the huge tent.

The insides were decorated lavishly and scented wonderfully. Candles were placed safely all around lightening the whole place. The Earl took her to the inside chamber by turning the curtain aside. Now we are talking.

Two rows of naked and chained men kneeling on the floor, eyes down in submission. Some were very pretty while others were muscular and toned due to hard routine workouts. 

"Please choose your servant. He will accompany you with everything, Madam Desmond."

Cana checks out the submissives one by one. Sure her mission was to find her dumb brother, so she needed to mingle in well. It would be suspicious to roam around alone without a play toy at hand, she could just pick one now and relive the man later, good for him. She stood in front of a tall and muscular man, scarred in the face and body. He was bulky, his mid-arm diameter very big which indicated regular training.

The man in question bowed down completely, head touching her feet. Earl remarked positively of her choice and handed her the leash with golden marking. The Earl left after bowing and excusing himself. 

"What should I call you?" Cana asked the still kneeling male in an aristocratic voice. 

"Kiro, Master."

"Stand up Kiro. You will walk behind me, eyes down no talking with anyone other than me. Otherwise, I will blindfold you and make you crawl."

"Yes, Master."