svetikya Page 53
Page 53
"Welcome, Your Excellency Duchess. I hope you enjoy this special welcoming dinner."
A gentle, mature, and sweet voice slowly drifted from ahead, causing Olissa's languid, clear eyes to sweep forward, and her red lips to curve into an elegant and charming arc.
The elegant and mature Countess Osalia of Castella, the noble and beautiful lady Catherine in black stockings, and the Countess's personal bodyguard, the noble and charming knight captain Cassandra, along with her noble and beautiful daughter Sera, came to greet her, showing her great respect.
However, the elegant and noble evening gowns worn by the mother and daughter, and the dashing and beautiful knightly attire worn by the knightly mother and daughter, were quite revealing, even to the point of being erotic.
In her memory, the elegant and mature Countess Osalia had always been a noble and graceful gentle lady, even though her plump breasts, full buttocks, and the alluring charm that made her thirsty made her seem more like a mature beauty than an elegant lady.
This gentle and elegant lady, in her noble and elegant deep purple deep-V evening gown that revealed her hips, was perhaps a little too revealing, even bordering on glamorous.
The exquisite and luxurious purple crystal pendant adds a touch of nobility and elegance to this graceful lady, while her chestnut-colored updo, styled in a dignified updo, is also elegantly held in place by a luxurious purple hair accessory.
This deep V-neck, backless, and hip-revealing evening gown is a rather elegant style with a halter neck, sleeveless design, and exposed shoulders. Her smooth and plump shoulders and her full and soft back are all exposed to the air. Even her beautiful hands adorned with bright purple lace openwork gloves and her snow-white and soft armpits are not covered at all.
However, Osalia's evening gown was not the deep V-neck style that Osalia was wearing at the moment, which was only held up by two thin ribbons.
At the countess's long, elegant neck, a vacuum opening adorned with glossy, ripe, fleshy lace extended all the way to her plump, soft waist.
The almost transparent opening of the oily slit, glistening with a rich, ripe sheen, revealed that her two plump, soft breasts were entirely filled with rich, creamy nectar, leaving only two narrow strips of bright purple silk barely covering the two pinkish peach-shaped nipples, exposing the deep, warm cleavage to the air.
Moreover, because these two soft and plump breasts were so tender and ripe, large swathes of snowy, fragrant milk flesh were squeezed out from both sides like semi-solidified cream. With each step of Osalia's pair of bright purple crystal platform stiletto heels, extremely soft waves of milk would ripple out.
What made Orissa's alluring eyes even more alluring was that the beautiful countess's soft and plump abdomen, which was adorned with a hint of pink rosy flesh, was barely visible beneath the glittering opening of her pubic hair.
Beneath this soft peach-colored hue, the figure-hugging silk evening gown outlines a shape resembling a ripe peach filled with sweet, juicy nectar. The sides of this form-fitting, vibrant purple silk evening gown also feature large, openwork, vibrant purple lace openings.
Through the lace opening, a very ambiguous waist-length thin suspender strap was vaguely visible, while a pair of fleshy pantyhose with a glossy sheen outlined her plump, soft, white thighs, creating a seductive and alluring look. At the same time, the ambiguous and seductive purple waist-length lace suspender strap was wrapped under the glossy pantyhose.
At this moment, compared to her previous elegant and mature gentle demeanor, Osalia's plump breasts and fleshy buttocks exuded a seductive and mature charm reminiscent of a newlywed wife, with a mature beauty that could make one's mouth dry.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Countess Castella."
Orisa opened her light blue lace folding fan, using the lace trim to conceal her luscious, mature, smoky purple lips, and offered her jade-like hand adorned with long black and red openwork lace gloves, as if treating a noble of equal rank.
As a duchess, the fact that she extended her hand to this remote and impoverished border earldom was a great honor.
"Is this the Earl's daughter?" She looked at Catherine behind the Countess with a meaningful gaze through her languid blue eyes, a hint of something else gleaming in her alluring gaze.
"Greetings, beautiful Duchess." Katharina's bright red lips curved into an elegant and noble smile. Compared to her beautiful, noble, and mature deep purple V-neck backless evening gown, her bright red spaghetti strap evening gown was even more gorgeous and sexy.
Her waist-length, wavy chestnut hair cascaded down to her waist, lazily covering her beautiful back, which was draped in a vibrant purple halter-neck evening gown. A delicate platinum pendant dangled gracefully from behind her long, wavy hair, disappearing into her smooth, white cleavage, leaving a sweet and alluring milky scent.
Two slender, bright red ribbons cascaded down her smooth, elegant neck, forming two thin, bright red silk ribbons that were barely the width of a palm.
Her plump, firm breasts, as smooth and fragrant as washed white peaches, were barely covered by two small, bright red ribbons. Most of her snow-white, soft breasts, along with her warm, smooth, white cleavage, were completely exposed to the aphrodisiac air filled with the alluring scent of mature femininity.
Even without the two delicate ribbons falling loose, just a slight sway of the ribbons is enough for the two pink and fragrant nipples of this noble and aloof lady in black silk stockings to tremble and leap into the air from her silk halter evening gown.
What added a touch of alluring charm to Orissa's captivating face was the fact that the usually aloof and elegant noblewoman, Catherine, wore a sexy and glamorous evening gown whose skirt was more accurately described as a honey curtain than a bodycon skirt.
Two light, gauze-like silk skirts draped over her voluptuous, slender waist, and when they covered her moist, peach-shaped buttocks, they couldn't even cover the two plump, snow-white peaks of her buttocks, which were as smooth and fragrant as sweet peaches.
The flowing, bright red halter skirt not only outlined her shapely buttocks in a way that resembled a moist, sweet peach heart, but also accentuated the soft, fleshy curves of her inverted triangle-shaped vulva.
If this noble and aloof lady in black stockings were to slightly lift her hips or bend over, or gracefully sit down, her plump vulva and even her soft and tender clitoris would be completely exposed to the air.
From the lace opening between the white, plump thighs of the bright red silk dress, a glimpse of a glamorous and alluring black camisole reveals that this aloof and elegant lady, much like her beauty, favors these waist-length lace camisoles.
However, compared to her more glamorous and elegant glossy bodycon pantyhose, the glossy, crystal-colored spaghetti strap stockings with vibrant black lace trim were more suitable for her full, slender, and alluring breasts.
The exquisite, alluring black silk stockings on her feet, along with her gorgeous black and red-soled crystal stiletto heels, made every step she took a tempting stomp on the feet of those lowly men, a desire to be trampled and ravaged by this noble and aloof woman in black silk stockings with an arrogant and contemptuous charm.
"I have heard of your reputation when you governed Castella; your methods and strategies were indeed shrewd and astute." Orisa smiled seductively, covering her lips with a lace folding fan, her languid gaze sweeping over the knight and her daughter behind her, her alluring eyes curving slightly.
The noble and elegant snow-white corset-style knight dress perfectly outlined the mature, plump curves of Cassandra and Celine's alluring and sensual figures, highlighting the mother's and daughter's fuller breasts and their voluptuous, voluptuous bodies.
The sleeveless, off-the-shoulder princess knight attire perfectly showcased their fragrant, smooth shoulders and delicate, warm collarbones. Cassandra, the beautiful mother princess knight, wore elegant and sophisticated white rubber princess knight long gloves, while Celine, the stunning princess knight, wore dashing and graceful fingerless white rubber short gloves. Each of them held a longsword tucked between their plump waist and slender waist.
Each possessing their own distinct charm and allure, the mother and daughter wore white lace adorning their collars. The mother, a beautiful knight, had plump, soft breasts, each adorned with a beauty mark and exuding a rich, honeyed fragrance, while Sera had two full, white breasts, also decorated with a beauty mark. The way they stretched the tight-fitting knight's dress so much that the collars seemed to burst open.
The smooth, plump, and creamy white cleavage, the honey-smooth and soft white jade-like cleavage, are all adorned with a light blue diamond pendant exposed to the air.
The two remaining buttons, with the sweet breaths escaping from the mother and daughter's soft, fragrant lips, made a creaking sound as if they were about to break, as if in the next second, their milky, plump breasts and their smooth, white, firm breasts would burst out of the tight sleeveless shirt.
A silver belt adorned with purple orioles gracefully wraps around the plump, supple waists of the mother and daughter, highlighting their fleshy curves, and accentuates the slender waist of the knight's tight-fitting vest, creating a dashing and elegant look.
Their plump, firm legs, showcasing a mature, voluptuous beauty and taut curves, and their long, straight legs, as slender as meticulously sculpted jade pillars, were now outlined by tight, snow-white knight trousers, creating a similarly plump, voluptuous, and sensual silhouette.
Conversely, perhaps because the fitted princess knight attire was too tight and form-fitting, Mina's plump and soft breasts, resembling two mounds of ripe peaches filled with sweet nectar, were bulging out by the tight princess knight attire, which further accentuated their plump and soft peach-shaped curves.
Sera's two plump, white, and firm buttocks, shaped like sweet peaches, were outlined by the tight-fitting, snow-white trousers of the knight, creating a sweet, heart-shaped curve that resembled a full moon. Every time her long legs moved, they would tremble and ripple with sweet fragrance.
As the mother and daughter strode forward, their plump, firm, and alluring long legs framing each other's long, slender, and sexy legs hooked onto the pair of snow-white knee-high boots, Orisa clearly noticed the subtle, cloying fragrance emanating from them, causing a meaningful glint to appear in her captivating eyes.
Clearly, it wasn't just the noblewoman Osalia and her daughter Katharina in front of them; the knights, mother and daughter, had also become slaves of Asmodie.
However, judging from the subtle flirtatious and alluring exchanges between these two mother-daughter pairs, it seems that neither of them is aware of their relationship with Asmodei.
It seems that the knight commander has a slightly wicked sense of humor.
Orisa's gaze then shifted from the noblewoman and her daughter, and the knight and her daughter, to Asmodie, who was dressed in a fitted black knight's uniform. Her alluring eyes, like the shimmering waters of a ripe spring, lazily gazed at the valiant knight commander.
Handsome and dashing, with deep, dark eyes that, as always, held a profound and indifferent quality capable of making even the most beautiful woman's eyes flutter with desire and fall into complete submission.
The tailored black knight's attire accentuated Asmod's perfectly sturdy, marble-like figure, highlighting his robust and masculine charm. It's easy to imagine that if such a tall, strong, and muscular body were to press down on him and ravage him at will, even the noble and pure white-clad archbishops would be reduced to whimpering and turning into submissive slaves who couldn't live without this man.
A charming and alluring mature woman, with a captivating smile that seemed to radiate spring, gracefully approached Asmodie, her mature, plump, glossy black stockings and alluring black ankle-studded heels with red crystal rings swaying behind her.
Her soft, fragrant, and luscious red lips exuded a sweet and alluring mature fragrance, allowing Asmodeus's fiery and intense gaze to slide into her revealing, revealing, strapless, light blue silk evening gown, landing on her two plump, white breasts, which resembled two mounds of overflowing milk. With graceful movements, Asmodeus extended his black-stockinged hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Your Excellency, Commander of the Knights."
"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Your Excellency the Duchess."
Asmodeus gazed at the Duchess before him, exuding a captivating and alluring charm. Her revealing, revealing evening gown, her plump, white breasts swaying and trembling beneath the delicate silk straps, and the light blue silk tulle evening dress that barely reached her hips—his deep black eyes flashed with a mixture of passion and amusement.
This charming, elegant, and sophisticated duchess was now completely exuding a seductive and alluring charm.
To put it bluntly, even if he were to pin this duchess down right now and tear open her glamorous, revealing evening gown, this seductive beauty wouldn't offer the slightest resistance.
However, given that this was a glamorous dinner party for the Duchess, and also a dinner party for the submissive mother-daughter pairs of Osalia and Cassandra, he didn't need to be in such a hurry.
Moreover, the Duchess's negotiations need to be discussed in more detail.
Asmodée extended his large, smooth, jade-like hand and grasped that slender, soft jade hand briefly before parting.
“Then, please proceed to the rest room on the second floor to discuss the matters of negotiation.” Asmodie smiled, but that smile caused Orisa and the other women present, including Orisalia and her daughter Cassandra, to have their eyes, which had already turned a vibrant purple, to flutter with a hint of intoxicating passion.
These words also signify that tonight's alluring banquet has officially begun.
The Enchanted Banquet encompassed the entire castle, and during this three-day banquet, all the females—whether noble and charming ladies, beautiful and sexy knights, pure and lovely maids, or the Platinum Rose Knights—would be at the mercy of Asmodie, the male.
Chapter 89 The Alluring Lady and the Seductive Dancer (4k! Second Update!)
"So, Your Excellency, what kind of trade and negotiations do you intend to discuss with me, this Duchess?"
In the second-floor lounge, the charming and alluring Duchess Orissa, with her ripe, gourd-shaped breasts, lightly covered her luscious lips with a lace folding fan. On the bright purple sofa, her plump, round, black-stockinged buttocks, outlined by a light blue gauze curtain, resembled ripe, creamy peaches.
Her alluring, languid blue eyes, brimming with captivating peach-pink charm, gazed at the closed door of the rest room before her, confining this noble and mature duchess and this tall, robust man within its enclosed space.
However, despite being described as sealed, the rest area was actually surrounded by transparent and hazy light gauze curtains. Not only could others easily see the erotic scene inside, but even the slightest seductive moan she uttered could be heard in the banquet hall downstairs.
This is far more sensual and exciting than a secret tryst in a secluded room! ~Mei You Ni Lin Wo Kong Ni Lin Zai Zai Mei?
"How about we talk about the deal first?" Asmodeus sat down in front of the Duchess, smiling. "I've heard that you plan to establish a power in this barren border earldom and then develop trade routes accordingly, is that right?"
"I do have that thought, but... I prefer investing to supporting."
Orissa, with a lazy, alluring smile playing on her red lips, leaned languidly against the vibrant purple sofa behind her. Her black stockings were draped over her shoulders, and her two soft, plump, white breasts rippled gently beneath her almost-vacuum-like, light blue silk dress, exuding a rich, creamy aroma.
Between her and Asmody was only a semi-transparent glass coffee table. Under this semi-transparent table, her languidly crossed, glossy black stockings, adorned with black pointed-toe heels with red crystal ankle rings, swayed slightly.
Asmodé's gaze could easily pass through the semi-transparent glass coffee table, directly observing the Duchess's alluring, fragrant black silk stockings and delicate black crystal heel. The heel, with its smooth, warm texture and alluring fragrance, revealed the soft, supple sole of the shoe to the noblewoman's feet, encased in succulent black silk stockings and glistening with shredded meat and rich, dark grease.
"Since it's an investment, what does the Duchess want from Castella?" Asmodeus asked casually, pushing two sheets of paper towards the Duchess.
"One of these two feedback forms should be of interest to the Duchess."
"Oh?" Olissa raised an eyebrow, her charming blue eyes lowered with a languid gaze. After seeing the two feedback forms, her previously languid and alluring blue eyes curved slightly.
The two feedback forms represent two completely different sets of leverage.
The first agreement involves Castella establishing a trade route with the Platinum Rose Merchant Guild. Castella will provide protection, maintenance, and market expenses for the route, while the Platinum Rose Merchant Guild will only provide the route, trade influence, trade share, and access to sources of goods for Castella.
Furthermore, the Platinum Rose Merchant Guild will receive a proportional share of the trade quota for Castella's subsequent development of the Ancaru Forest, and Castella will give priority to providing the Platinum Rose Merchant Guild with specialty products from the Ancaru Forest.
At the same time, the Platinum Rose Merchant Guild will provide Castria with a certain degree of military protection. The Platinum Rose Princess Knights will remain in Castria and be under the command of Asmodé, while Castria will provide all maintenance and expenses for the Platinum Rose Princess Knights in exchange for military protection.
In reality, what is called military protection is merely using her influence as a duchess to exert intimidation.
This bargaining chip is a simple trade route, nothing special or particularly appealing to Orisa. If anything, it's the specialties of the Ancaru Forest. This ancient and active forest has many goods that the Carorant Empire desperately needs, so developing such a trade route is an excellent bargaining chip.
But that's not what Orisa wants.
So she looked directly at the second chip, which made her rosy lips curl into a slight smile, and her alluring eyes transformed into a charming and languid curve.
Because she saw what she wanted.
The second set of chips followed the first set, except that a few more were added at the end.
Castella will provide aid for the internal war in the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux and will offer Orisa a contractual relationship with the Drow Elf assassins to maintain the connection between the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux and the Drow Elf race.
In contrast, as Duchess, Orisa will have a private estate in Castellania and the freedom to enter and leave Castellania Castle, while the Platinum Rose Knights will be deployed as Asmodé's private knightly order.
At the same time, this charming and alluring duchess will serve as Asmodeus's personal bitch, acting as his female slave during the three-day allure banquet, along with the entire Platinum Rose Knights, at Asmodeus's disposal.
This second bargaining chip was undeniably bold and ambitious. Not only did it openly attempt to interfere in the internal politics and struggles of the entire Duchy of Bordeaux, but it also wanted to possess the entire Platinum Rose Knights. Furthermore, it was so audacious as to equip her, this noble and alluring duchess, to be used as a submissive.
“This is truly a blasphemous and audacious bargaining chip, isn’t it?” Orisa pushed the second chip back with her lace folding fan, her languid, seductive smile containing a hint of alluring, captivating charm.
"You knight commander, do you think of me, the duchess, as some kind of prostitute, a bitch for everyone to have their way with? You even dared to try and force me into a transaction, to violate and enjoy me at will?"
"If I were to reveal your bargaining chip to the public, Castella would become the common enemy of the entire Grand Duchy of Bordeaux and be attacked by everyone. As a response to this blasphemy, shouldn't you, as the Knight Commander, show more sincerity?"
“I believe this sincerity is sufficient,” Asmodès said with a smile. “According to my intelligence, the regime within the Grand Duchy of Bordeaux seems to be unstable?”
Asmodé pushed the chip back, stood up, walked around behind the Duchess, and gently placed his large hand on her smooth, fragrant shoulder.
From this angle, the Duchess's two plump, soft breasts were completely exposed beneath her silk halter-neck dress. Clearly, this alluring noblewoman had no intention of wearing a bra; her two pink and fragrant nipples trembled slightly as her two white, plump breasts swayed.
He leaned close to Orissa's ear, where a water-green platinum diamond pendant hung, and whispered in a clear, magnetic voice.
"Duchess, you should have seen the changes in Castellaia over the past few months, right? Castellaia's potential is far greater than that of those bloated and incompetent nobles. Moreover, if you don't believe that Castellaia has the ability to establish connections with the Drow elves, why don't you take a look at this letter?"
As he spoke, Asmodel handed the bright purple letter from Dolores of the Drow Elf clan to the Duchess, letting it slide into the Duchess's plump, soft cleavage, which exuded a sweet, milky fragrance, causing Orisa's languid blue eyes to shimmer with a captivating, alluring pink.
"So it seems that I, the Duchess, will have to submit to you at the upcoming banquet, allowing you, the Knight Commander, to treat me like a female slave and violate and ravage me at will?" Orisa's soft and seductive smile was tinged with a hint of intoxicating spring charm.
After Asmody produced the letter, she realized that the man before her indeed possessed the ability to establish connections with the drow elves.
This made her even more fond of Asmodie, the arrogant and savage wolfhound.
Those fat, greedy nobles were not only obese and bloated, but also lacked ambition and were completely unable to see the power struggles among the nobles. They were also extremely short-sighted, willing to give up large tracts of fertile land for a little immediate gain.
Asmodie, not only ambitious but also farsighted, was extremely calm and wise in both decision-making and strategy. In addition, his tall, strong and upright figure and handsome and calm face made her plump breasts and ripe buttocks exude a spring-like charm.
In fact, she had no interest in whether Castellania could contact the drow elves. In her plan, Castellania only needed to expand her trade routes and influence. What she really cared about was the influence of Asmod and the peripheral regions of Castellania.
But judging from her two letters alone, Asmodée has discerned the discord between her and her duke husband, as well as the hidden internal conflicts and the repressive trend of civil war. This man's strategy can be described as profound and astute.
This made her feel more like she had this big wolfhound chained to her side, someone who could not only discern her strategies at any time, but also satisfy her alluring and seductive nature.
"Then what if I don't agree to this condition? You vicious big dog, how do you plan to forcibly violate me then?" The Duchess covered her lips with a lace folding fan and smiled seductively. Then, she saw Asmodel behind her simply lean close to her ear and whisper.
"Madam, would you like to take a look at the direction of the dance floor?"
Upon hearing this, the Duchess's alluring, limpid eyes gazed toward the dance floor. A noble and mature dancer in gold gauze, with ample breasts and a shapely bottom, and a proud and alluring beauty in purple gauze, with honey-smooth breasts and a gourd-shaped figure, caught her languid gaze.
The noble and alluring black-stockinged mature and beautiful wife knight and the gentle and intellectual white-stockinged mature and beautiful widow were none other than the defeated Baron Gruul, Dolores, and the defeated Lady Brendale, Alice.
However, this noble and alluring mature and beautiful knight, and the elegant and graceful mature viscount in white silk stockings, had their ample, alluring flesh and gourd-shaped breasts adorned with extremely revealing black and white silk veils, resembling the attire of seductive and alluring dancers and prostitutes from a Western electorate.
Dolores, this proud and alluring knight, had two plump, soft mounds that seemed to be filled with rich, creamy milk, exuding a glossy, ripe sheen. This contrasted sharply with Alice's two soft, plump breasts, which, like those of a ripe, soft peach or a creamy cake, oozed with sweet, ripe milk.
Right now, only two light and hazy transparent veils, no more than three fingers wide and resembling milk foam, remain. They are held up by several gold and platinum ribbons and hang gracefully over them. As their seductive and graceful dance moves, the two pairs of plump, soft breasts, exuding a sweet and milky fragrance, sway up and down, creating waves of creamy milk.
Their plump, firm waists, revealing the lines of a female knight's abs, and their graceful, soft waists, exuding a mature and supple charm, were only surrounded by a few exquisite ribbons and light gauze. Two peach-colored heart-shaped erotic patterns, shimmering with a soft pink hue, were vaguely visible beneath these ribbons and gauze.
These light and exquisite ribbons, each wrapped with two strands of black and gold gauze and white and light blue patterned gauze, cascaded down gracefully. Rather than being gauze for covering one's body, they were more accurately described as two honey curtains.
Beneath this semi-transparent, light gauze curtain, Dolores's plump, soft vulva dripping with ripe nectar, and Alice's long-sweet, creamy vulva, were only pierced by a thin, waist-length silk suspender with a string of white jade beads, deeply embedded between their white, sticky, plump lips.
Their plump, smooth, and bouncy buttocks, resembling fermented and steamed creamy peaches, and their soft, ripe, and white buttocks, like two mounds of semi-solidified, mellow milk, were covered by a semi-transparent suspender gauze that, apart from covering their smooth buttocks with the sweet fragrance of ripe honey, could not even conceal their soft, sweet, and smooth clitoris.
Dolores's plump, firm, and voluptuous white legs, and Alice's mature and soft legs, which looked like they were made of sweet, ripe cream, were each wrapped in glossy black stockings with black lace trim that accentuated their mature and alluring charm, and sheer white stockings with lace trim that were as pure as cream.
Those soft, smooth black silk feet and those fragrant, soft, creamy white silk feet were each wearing a pair of ankle-strap black open-toe stiletto sandals and a pair of white silk ring-finger stiletto sandals with crystal stilettos. On this dance floor, each exuded the alluring charm of spring and the shy, spring-like beauty of mature elegance, dancing to the soft, melodious music.