As the Ascension Day of Westirifer and the Fertility Ceremony Festival that would immediately follow drew closer, the first shadows of winter began to fall across the duchy. Icy winds from the Gigori Mountain Range slowly spread their chill throughout the entire territory. Days grew shorter, and the cold deepened with every passing hour of the night.
In just three days, Westirifer Duchy would officially ascend into the Empire of Westirifer. The four-day Fertility Ceremony Festival would begin the very next day. Head Minister Allen had already sent invitations via magic crystal balls to all nearby kingdoms, duchies, earldoms, counties, viscounties, baronies, and other influential families in preparation for this grand occasion.
Preparations for such a major event were equally massive. Allen had divided the duchy's people into various groups and assigned them numerous responsibilities, which they carried out excellently. Cities were being decorated and cleaned, accommodations and comforts for guests were being arranged. Magic Crystal Screens were being installed in every gathering square for live broadcasts of the Ascension Ceremony and Fertility Ceremony Festival.
Thanks to Lucifer's earlier efforts, Sunstone Bulbs had already reached every home in Westirifer Duchy. Now, with the integration of Holycross State, Morrgen State, Hecktor State, and Keilname State into Westirifer, those lights still needed to be delivered to every town and city in the new territories. Only three days remained to complete the work, and Bekelen, Thomas, and Tello had taken charge of overseeing it all.
Night gradually spread its veil, but the capital, Serendity Town, along with its neighboring cities—Valemare City, Gigori Wall Town, Felmare Town, Jointing City, Breathwait City, Tenserveria Town, Velticore City, Luciana Town, Pearl of God Town, River City, and River Bed City—still sparkled with lights and bustling activity. Despite the light chill, crowds filled the markets, the sounds of carts and carriages echoed along the streets, and enthusiasm for the preparations shone from every corner.
Even the more distant Getildamare Town and Vitaclare City showed no lack of hustle. Vitaclare in particular hummed with the most activity because of Nikon Beach and Nikon Port. Ships constantly arrived and departed at the port, carrying sharp, salty sea breezes. In contrast, Velticore had only its quiet beaches, so its atmosphere lacked Vitaclare's intensity.
All this activity came not from outsiders, but from Westirifer's own people. They labored day and night to welcome their duchy's new era and to support their beloved Lucifer. While enthusiasm and hard work rang out within the walls, outside them the cold winds descending from the Gigori Hills grew sharper, as if nature itself intended to greet Westirifer's new age with winter.
After enjoying a scrumptious dinner in the ducal dining hall at the invitation of Isolde, Trainy, Silva, and Veronica, everyone inside the ducal palace gathered in the Grand Duchess Mia Velmora's room. No distinctions were made based on profession. Members of the Velmora family, guests from the Kielname family, ministers of the duchy, cooking staff, maids, servants—more than a hundred people formed the crowd. Two Sunstone Bulbs sparkled brightly inside the room alongside braziers, turning night into day.
Except for the organizers, no one else knew exactly why they had gathered, but everyone sensed that whatever was coming would be great fun. And what could be more pleasant and satisfying than a group sex session or an orgy? When they saw the naked, beautiful, voluptuous, curvaceous, and sexy bodies of Veronica, Trainy, Silva, and Isolde, they felt certain their speculation was correct. Excitement rippled through them; none ever felt boredom in any sex-related activity.
Jenna, Amelia, Westeria, Daisy, Vinni, Selene, Livina, Dementi, Oriana, and Kyndryll—all these pregnant women occupied separate beds with their assigned maids. The rest of the women who were not yet pregnant chose their own partners and settled onto chairs, daybeds, and other beds. At Veronica's instruction, Borris counted the men present, including himself—totaling twenty-three—while everyone else was women. He then wrote the names of every man on paper chits.
Jeff, Jasper, Jason, Jeffrey, Allen, Borris, Tristian, Guntor, Edwin, Baldwin, Oswald, Godfrey, Geoffray, Shawn, Maxwell, Cesar, Cedric, Aleric, Coltley, Wick, Brandy, Heckler, toba, kane.
He dropped them all into a small jar. While Borris handled this, Agnes lost patience. "Sister Veronica, why are you making Uncle Borris go through all these procedures? We all know why we're gathered here. Can't we just start fucking each other senseless already?"
FiFi, the youngest daughter of Lady Talmora, followed up. "Lady Veronica, can I really participate? I'm only thirteen, and according to the rules and regulations of Westirifer established by Big Brother Lucifer, I can't have penetrative sex with anyone."
Westeria asked at the same time, "Sister Veronica, are you sure these men can fuck us? I trust Allen, Uncle Borris, Sir Jeff, and Tristian because they know how to satisfy a pregnant woman, but I'm not sure about the others. What will happen to our babies developing in our wombs if these other men ride us like wild beasts? We'll all enjoy the session, but we aspiring mothers can't risk the lives of our future children for momentary pleasure."
The other pregnant women nodded in agreement. They loved getting their holes fucked thoroughly, but not at the cost of their unborn children's lives.
A barrage of questions continued pouring toward Veronica until Isolde shouted, "Everyone, keep silent and give Sister Veronica time to answer!"
"Actually, I can answer them all. Let's start with Agnes." Isolde paused briefly before continuing. "We called everyone in the palace because we have to conduct a simple experiment on each of you. Yesterday Lucifer gave us a mission to sell something called Pleasure Rods. He provided four thousand total, one thousand to each of us. It's a kind of artificial dick that can make you cum buckets and help you reach orgasms, but the drawback is it can't make you pregnant or give you creampies.
"Before leaving, he introduced them while me, Sister Silva, Sister Veronica, and Trainy were playing a board game in Sister Veronica's room as Lady Talmora got ass-fucked by her son Jeffrey. Lucifer even used them on us—specifically on Sister Veronica and Sister Silva. Due to lack of time he couldn't satisfy me and Trainy, but after he left, with guidance from Sister Veronica and Sister Silva, we tried them ourselves. They work wonderfully. This equipment is compatible with every woman, pregnant or not, because they can fuck themselves however they want."
Veronica picked up the explanation. "That's why we called you all here. Sister Westeria, it's true some people will have sex, but not the already-pregnant women. You will only be the audience. Those who aren't pregnant yet will participate in the experiment.
"Here's the procedure. We have the names of twenty-two men in the jar held by Uncle Borris. Excluding the twenty-three men and the already-pregnant women, there are about seventy-nine women who aren't impregnated yet. We'll form a batch of twenty-three women who will draw chits from the jar. If Catherine draws Sir Jeff's name, they become the first pair. If Aunt Ruby draws the last chit and gets Wick, she pairs with him.
"After selection, the first batch will have sex with their partners, but with a restriction: the women can cum only two or three times. Then me, Isolde, Silva, and Trainy will fuck them with the Pleasure Rods and teach them how to use them. Afterward, those twenty-three women will give honest reviews on which is better—the Pleasure Rods or a real living dick.
"While we fuck the first batch with the rods, the second batch of twenty-three will be selected from the remaining fifty-six, and the process continues until all seventy-nine women get their pussies and assholes fucked. After that, we'll select nine more women who grasped the teaching on how to use the Pleasure Rods. Those nine, plus the four of us, will then satisfy all the pregnant women present. We're pregnant too, but we'll be on the giving side, not receiving. Once everything concludes, we'll give each of you a set of two Pleasure Rods."
Silva took over. "Sister Veronica and Isolde have answered Agnes and Sister Westeria. Only FiFi's question remains. No, FiFi, you don't have to do any penetrative sex. But if you want, I can select a smaller version of the Pleasure Rod, nearly finger-sized, since you usually enjoy finger fucking. Or you can wait just three more years to get thoroughly fucked by a real dick."
FiFi replied, "Actually, Lady Silva, I don't really enjoy finger fucking like before. Before becoming part of the duchy, my eldest brother used to fuck me with his real manhood. But I like it when my new brother Lucifer fucks me with his fingers while kissing me."
Laughter filled the room at FiFi's innocent remark. Mia looked at her and said with a seductive, smug touch to her own breasts and neck, "FiFi, who here doesn't want to have sex with my son? Yesterday at noon he thoroughly fucked me and Ruby. We both enjoyed it immensely—but it's about how he fucked us and how we enjoyed it, not how he enjoyed it. Do you want to know what he likes to enjoy?"
Everyone paid close attention. Amelia spoke up. "Mom, tell us something new. We all know how much Luci loves latching onto our boobs and sucking us dry like a baby. What are you trying to show us with that smug face?"
Mia snorted. "Brat, you only get half of it. He does love drinking milk directly from our breasts, but there's something else only I can do—and even Ruby is learning it from me."
Curiosity surged through the women. Westeria pressed, "Mother-in-law, what is it that Young Master likes the most besides suckling on our milk?"
Amelia added, "You damn bitchy slut of a mother, don't you dare get smug with me. Just tell me what my Luci likes and I'll do it better than you."
Mia's smile deepened. "Amelia, my dear daughter, if you ask me nicely, I'll tell you what your brother likes most besides drinking breast milk. If not, I'll tell everyone else in private and forbid them from disclosing it to you. As you know, I can do that because, like all of you, I'm Lucifer's wife—but unlike any of you, I'm his mother. So what do you think, my dear daughter?"
Amelia swallowed hard, understanding the underlying message about Mia's supreme position. "Mom, why are you threatening me? Aren't you my mother too? And don't you remember holding noble titles like Angel Mother, Chuck Mother, and Whore Queen? What's wrong when I call you whore, slut, or bitch?"
Mia replied seriously, her tone carrying weight. "Amelia, I don't have any title like Angel Mother—not today, not in the past. That title is for mothers who have birthed three children without crossing the age of seventy. It's true I'm younger than seventy, but I only have two children: you and your brother Lucifer. As for Whore Queen and Chuck Mother, I held those in the past under the Lustbound Kingdom, but I no longer need anything related to that kingdom, not even those noble titles."
She continued, softening slightly, "As my sole and dear daughter, you can call me however you want, but lower your arrogance a bit in front of me."
Amelia shot back, "I don't like when you act smug, especially about my baby brother Lucifer. Do whatever you want, but I'll keep calling you the same way I have for the last twenty-two years. My way of talking won't change because I'm me. When I want to, I'll call you my sweet mom or my lovely mom. When I don't, I'll call you slut, bitch, whore, etc. But what does it matter to you? Will it change the fact that you're my mother and I'm your daughter?"
"No, it doesn't."
"So let's continue. Now you bitchy harlot, tell me what my husband and brother likes the most besides sucking our milk from our juggs."
Mia shook her head and murmured, "You will never change." Then she looked directly at Amelia. "Your brother loves deepthroat blowjobs. That means sucking his dick while taking his entire length into your mouth and drinking all of his load—or as much as possible. Yesterday he came so much that even with combined efforts from me and Ruby, we couldn't finish it all. But somehow Allen arrived and collected the extra load in numerous flasks. He talked about selling your brother's load as a delicacy. He even dared to steal and eat a spoonful of your brother's semen mixed with my love juices from your mother's pussy—which earned him a scolding from me."
While Mia spoke, everyone's eyes turned toward the thief Allen, who had collected and planned to sell their beloved Lucifer's cum—which tasted like honey with almonds and fruit—to others.