I probably made a mistake (But like that's gonna matter on a pile I've already done so)
Audrey probably shouldn't be called Queen consort, that's meant for Kings, but Princess in proper term, but she's engaged to the prince, not married,
what do you think?
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... Church of Storm
The stench of her filth filled the halls, emenating throughout the altar, Audrey's plump and juicy, still ripe pussy stained the podium she's currently standing on while under the bind of the bishop's strong hands; Pinning her head down on the surface of thr altar, her legs in high heels stretched on two opposite ends, and her arms locked together like his hands a shackle for her. The floor turned wet and slippery, her legs trembled and weakened in joy and ecstasy as Alger's fingers played with her vagina, making her weak and shriek in response.
"Squelch Squelch Squelch" The bishop's fingers intertwined against her wall's, stretching the outer lips and caressing the opening seemlessy as a flow of juices came out erratically. This made Alger gasped, his eyes widened in surprised, but that's 'To be expeted.' He thought.
"I know this is your first time, princess, but please, do us a favor and try to hold it in. We're just beginning." Alger voiced out his thoughts at the pathetic display, or rather, her willingness to unwillingly comply to the current act of copulation and pleasure in response. Audrey's body was somehow not responding, and eagerly more compliant to her opposite thoughts, she then shouted "Please, let me go! Mother?!" looking back firsthand at the bishop with her pleading eyes, then her mother right after, the tears started to escape from the side, obstructing a bit of her vision as they cascaded down her soft glossy cheeks, and staining her makeup in the process.
"Is this not what you wanted, Audrey?" Caitlyn nudged her glasses with purple eyes beneath.
"Did i perhaps made the wrong call?" She then crossed her arms and put one beneath her chin before deeply engrossing herself on her own thoughts.
"Mother...?" Audrey continued to look at her Mother with eyes filled with utter confusion before she was suddenly dragged away and lifted up across the podium, away from the altar. "Aaahhh!!! No, my hair! Let me go!" She screamed in pain, her golden hair pulled, and she was then thrown across the floor with her ass hanging out as her body laid weak and helpless. She stayed for a good few seconds for the man towering over her body captured the perfect picture of a damnsel in distress under the wake of the crimson moonlight, bathing her beautiful figure in a beautiful white lingerie with a torn dress.
Key word; weak, pathetic, helpless. A daughter of a Count, engaged to one of the most powerful person in the country, a sign of highest authority in its purest essence and form, is now being treated like a rag being stepped on. The happy innocent face that adorns itself in purity has turned for a sad, weak, and scared look. Thrown around helplessy 'What could be better than something like this.' a thought of something similar entered Alger and Caitlyn's mind.
'Why is this happening? What did i do wrong? I need to escape or i might-!' Audrey loudly thought.
But not before she found her legs grabbed and tightly locked. Bright red marks was then etched onto her skin as Alger creepily slid his big rough hands across, from her high heels and beautiful white legs, to her plump thighs wearing stocking. This made Audrey felt a sense of arousal bursting from within and ticklish from outside, her legs trembled as it did, and her vagina squirted lightly along. She tried to resist again and again, her legs flailing from trying to raise herself and some strength, but it was all futile.
'Why? I should've been able to fight back and resist this, so why?!' She thought in a fit of moment, since she's already a sequence 5 and the bishop of a church would normally be a sequence 5, they should've been evenlyn match. But Audrey for some reason, can't truly resist in a manner that would let her be free and fight against this current predicament.
"Squelch Squelch Smooch Suck " Not intending to waste any more time, Alger them plungef his face towards in between her thighs, and aggressively sucked her pussy. "Smooch Smooch Suck Suck " Audrey felt a weird sensation once again building up from within her body as she felt stimulation messing her up, for her teeths grinded against one another and her body shaking to the core. Alger's face faced damped with an overflow of juice and liquid, bathing his head in the process for he yet to dare stop and plunged his tongue to licked and insert it inside of the Princesss' vagina.
The soft yet narrow walls in between obstructed his movements, but that flesh of wall in his way was all the more reason for him to continue onwards with the burning pleasure. "Quite the taste of a virgin, Miss Hall" He commented lightly before putting his tongue back inside. Audrey couldn't help but then put her thighs to locked in the Bishop's head in between, pushing his head out by grabbing his hair. Yet despite all this, it appeared her action became more accepting rather than to actually pushed him away.
Their contrasting sense of touch against one another, light vs rough, plump and muscular, the caressing of their skin and body in the act, Audrey's mind was the same overall. Resistance vs Acceptance, Depravity vs Purity, she realized the mental and physical bind she's currently and truly in.
"Enough of this!" Alger then loudly declared after having done it for a good few minute before sitting on his knees over the Princesss' body. His large frame towered over her as usual and was scarily under the shade of darkness, putting the scare into her. "Zip" Alger then grabbed his pants and zipped it down to present his large enormous veiny cock that had yet to be washed even. The stench of smell entered Audrey's nose, her mouth gagged from the close proximity her face and that cock shared.
"That's disgusting, put it out!" She angrily retorted.
"Pfft!" Caitlyn smiled mockingly.
"Why should i?" Alger said nonchalantly.
"If you wish, you can start sucking and licking it if you like." Alger continued then with his words.
"No, never, it's so filthy-!" Audrey protested, but her small mouth with it perfect pink lips was immediately engrossed and filled with an enormous, dirty cock, making her eyes buldged in surprised.
Her cheeks swolled as the tip of Alger's mouth precisely hit the sides, the wave of saliva went on to immediately escaped the side of her mouth, and the sour taste of light precum dripped out before flowing down seamlessly on her throat.
... Royal Palace/Ball
Leonard took out a simple pocket watch of his to look at the time "Hmm... Nothing major had happened- yet. But more on that, why is the Count's daughtet... No, the Princess, future Queen of this country has not yet arrived? It's been an hour." Leonard scanned around his surroundings and saw the group of servants coming in and reporting to the Prince, in a rather panicking state with sweats dropping off their face. "Trouble on the road, maybe." Archbishop Anthony Stevenson carelessly replied with a glass of wine in his hand as he stood side by side with Leonard. "Archbishop, don't drink too much." Anthony Stevenson proceeded to smile at Leonard's comment after.
"Hmmm... So boring, how long is this party gonna take?" Klein sat from the side of the enormous hall where the ball is held, and yawned deeply with his mouth open. "Strange, why am i feeling so sleeply? Shouldn't a sequence 5 beyonder like me be free from the state of drowsiness already?" he muttered underneath his breathe as question arose from within him due to the complexity of the overall situation.
"... ?... !" all of a sudden, Leonard's spirituality suddenly went blank and his vision went gone, like a blackout where all the lights have gone out as the darkness ate all of reality. But, the difference would be that, his capabilities as a Sleepless Beyonder was too, obstructed. 'An attack?! Did they finally make their move?!' Expecting the supposed major event he's been expecting earlier, he took a stance ready for any encounter.
However "Eh?" the lights have all suddenly gone back, his vision restorted. "What the-?!" Leonard's green eyes immediately went on to look all over the surrounding, especially some of the more important people of the current event if there's anything wrong with them. But "None" he found no sign of anything bad, everything was back as usual.
"Strange... Archbishop, did you notice that?!" Leonard then tried to talk and look over his side.
"Yes, really strange, where is this place? Or rather, what is this place?" Archbishop Anthony Stevenson then decided to put down his glass of wine and put his hand over his chin.
This act made Leonard felt a bit uncomfortable for the Archbishop suddenly started to act a bit strange with a question so out of the blue. Leonard's green eyes then darted away from the Archbishop and look over for his companion, Klein Moretti. 'Klein?' As soon as his eyes landed on the person, he was immediately rest assured. Same guy, same person, still sitting safe on his seat "Phew" Leonard heaved a sigh of relief, but as of right now, he found something strange.
"What the-?" Leonard saw that Klein is suddenly having a face to face conversation with the Matron of Evernight, Arianna.