"Lord Rex... we're ready. As you instructed, all our business partners have arrived, and the slave girls are excited and are now taking the stage..."
A red carpet rolled down the floor, the lights were ablaze, and ancient music slowly filled the vast palace.
Waiters carrying fruit trays had already completed the banquet's grand Tang Dynasty setting. Guests dressed in luxurious attire clinked glasses to the elegant music.
Some male guests embraced their slender, scantily clad female companions. Their elegant evening gowns revealed expanses of white skin, their voluptuous legs exposed without a trace of concealment.
After the butterfly interview, these women didn't mind exposing their alluring beauty to anyone other than their male companions.
Some even went so far as to allow their companions to participate in the banquet as slaves.
Most of the people attending the banquet were involved in the slave market. Rex, standing high up, frowned as he spotted a very young noble.
The man... he couldn't recall his name... but he must have come from a wealthy family. The slave girl beneath him had short, shimmering blue hair. Her soft, captivating sapphire eyes were filled with tender loyalty and submission, and every flutter of her eyelashes was captivating. Her fair, jade-like cheeks tinged with the alluring blush of a man enjoying her body.
Her snow-white neck gently rubbed against her master's calf. Her petite-like figure boasted voluptuous, plump breasts. Her exposed, alluring calves, wrapped in white silk stockings, were incredibly voluptuous.
As she was being fucked, she obediently raised her head and gazed forward. Her eyes, radiating lust, had already caught the attention of many people. This fully trained slave girl...
"Lord Rex..."
"Go find out where this young nobleman is from. He's so lucky to have found such a wonderful slave girl..."
"Yes, sir..."
He remembered that more and more slave girls were entering the market for the banquet. This was a trading party specially prepared by Rex to showcase the slave girls in his slave market.
A sexy slave mother and daughter walked hand in hand from one end of the banquet hall. Their private parts were connected with orgasm ropes, and with every step they took, their crotches oozing with excitement.
The alluring sight of the mother shyly walking out with her now-deflowered and fully trained daughter had many nobles eager to take the mother and daughter under their laps.
Other slave girls were presented in sexually suggestive settings. Women being fucked by their trainers displayed their voluptuous pussies to the guests, their limp, aroused cunts ready for tonight's use as masturbators.
Here, the nobles could even see slave girls of non-human races, which in turn gave them a new appreciation for Rex's power.
As more and more slave girls were auctioned off for exorbitant prices, Rex burst into laughter.
This banquet was undoubtedly a lucrative one, and next came the time for sexual intercourse between the slave girls.
At this stage, slave girls could be exchanged if their masters so desired.
Rex licked his lips. What he was most looking forward to at this gathering was Emilia's appearance.
"After seven days of training in front of so many people, Emilia, I want to see how you can endure the pleasure of orgasm..."
At this moment, a pink-haired girl in a white wedding dress, with a petite figure, was led by her trainer, a pink collar around her neck, slowly crawling along the red carpet leading to the banquet hall, twisting her snow-white body and hips into the hall.
The snow-white erotic wedding dress accentuated Ram's fair skin. The seductively thin lace gauze gently brushed across her buttocks and exposed breasts as she twisted her white body.
The slender and graceful curves of the girl's bare back, as she crawled forward, formed a graceful scene with her bare shoulders and perky buttocks.
Her white legs, wrapped in white silk, trembled slightly as she moved forward, and the fingers gently thrusting between her moist and tender lips brought a lot of stimulation.
Ram, having completed seven days of training, was the first to be led out of the training room by the men. The rosy glow on the girl's face reflected the sensitivity of multiple orgasms and the thrill of enjoying sex on the brink of ecstasy.
A pink heart-shaped pattern on her lower abdomen signified her renunciation of her female identity, her willingness to become a lifelong female sex slave under her master's crotch. This served as proof of her slave status.
"Lord Rex, the slave girl you found received the same sexual evaluation as Emilia during her training..."
Rex stroked his chin and rubbed his penis. This woman was proof of his bargain with the Grand Duke. He had played with her numerous times in the mansion, but he didn't know she'd been impregnated by that bastard's sperm...
When Ram, clad in a snow-white wedding dress, appeared, even the nobles already receiving the slave girl's attention grew heated.
How would that graceful, voluptuous body twist beneath the man's grasp?
How would those plump, soft breasts serve a man's genitals?
How would those soft, tender buttocks react to the thrusts of a penis?
And what kind of graceful moans would this young woman emit during sex?
Ram let out a soft, alluring breath, seemingly catching sight of something in the crowd, a charming, contented smile on her face.
Her alluring eyes locked with a young noble as she passed him. She twisted her fair, tender hips ever so slightly faster, even spreading her slender, white legs slightly to the sides, revealing the young noble's voluptuous, rosy expanse of her vagina with her fingers.
A wedding dress is supposedly a symbol of purity and happiness, but when it comes to sensuality, it can transform a young woman's body into something men love most.
The surrounding nobles took the opportunity to scrutinize the soft, red flesh spread apart by their fingers, and the fresh nectar oozing from the passageway. The trainer seemed unprepared to believe Ram would become aroused here, so he smiled and waited for Ram's masturbation to end.
The panting girl lifted the layers of white gauze covering her buttocks, revealing her beautiful, voluptuous buttocks to the men.
The snow-white, jade-like skin paired with the voluptuous, succulent dewdrops hanging from her voluptuous mounds was voluptuous and alluring.
Fingers gradually thrust in and out of the rosy, tender lips of her flesh, and white juice gradually oozed from the soft, cherry-like nipples clamped by the pearl nipple clamps.
"Mmm, ah, mmm, mmm..."
"Let me introduce to you all. This slave girl is three months pregnant. During training, she can normally produce four or five doses of breast milk, making her quite valuable for training. Does anyone want to taste the breast milk of a petite girl?"
The trainer then selected a young nobleman wearing a half-mask from the crowd.
"Sir, could you please help our slave girl express her milk?"
The young noble hesitated for a moment, then handed the collar and lasso to the accompanying woman. He touched the blue-haired slave girl beneath his crotch, who was licking his cock, and smiled, "Of course I am willing..."
Then the young noble ran his hand up the delicate buttocks that were constantly seducing him. His palm slapped the soft girl's skin, causing her pink and white buttocks to ripple.
"Mm, Master, mmmmm ❤..."
Pink eyes cast an encouraging glance at the young noble, Ram's expression half teasing and half enjoyment. She indulged the broad hand caressing her bare, pink back, her soft, young skin through her wedding dress.
The hand, which had given the young noble considerable stimulation, reached her flank and then slid along her flat, white belly to the other side.
"Master's hand ❤ is so wonderful! Please give Ram's breasts some love ❤..."
The young noble swallowed. Many of the surrounding male nobles exposed their cocks and began masturbating to the sight.
It was a truly erotic scene for a beautiful, pink-faced girl to have her breasts toyed with by a man in front of so many people.
Ram sat in the young noble's arms, wrapping her slender arms around the man's neck, thrusting her waist, twisting and turning like a sensual sex slave. The soft breasts gradually transformed into various lewd shapes in the man's palms.
The tender red cherries, held in place by the pearl nipple clamps, expanded in all directions under the man's fingers.
The soft areolas grew even more red under the caress of his palms, and the snow-white breast flesh left the man's palm prints under the gentle pats.