"I... see." Allune replied in an understanding tone. "I will have to speak with mother... and my friends before I make a decision." She said in a stern tone. Unsure of her father's words, after all he could just be saying things she wanted to hear.
Her moans muffled into his mouth, her body jerked re-actively as he entered her unused passageway with surprising ease. She could feel her cunt completely stuffed full despite the lack of discomfort, a snug fit that allowed him to strike each part of her insides with the slightest movements. Every little twitch and thrust left her giving out a louder and louder cry and moan of excitement. This was different from her dream. While before she was only sort of guessing at what it would feel like, the actual physical feeling couldn't be compared and egged her on to join him in his passionate use of her body. Little more than a feather weight, it was easy for him to use her like a ragdoll to be discarded and her response was to put her mouth against his, getting a proper taste for him. Even without much effort on the pig monster's part, his natural strength was brutalizing her body, using it for his own pleasure and Larisa unable to mask her arousal.
With her still on his cock, the beast stands, carrying her effortlessly as if she weighs nothing, into a different chamberof the cave. There, she sees through half lidded eyes a luxuriously adorned bedchamber that contrasts starkly with the bare rock of the cave walls. He throws her onto her belly on the bed, continuing to piston rapidly in and out of her.
"Yes. That would be nice." Allune nodded as her father replied, "And I agree. The sooner we finish with his trial, the better."
'I'll be on my best behaviour to avoid that fate,' Angelo chuckled, 'Wish me luck.' He made his way to the Lady's chambers, asking a servant where he could find her. Adjusting his appearance to be presentable, he knocked on Miroslava's chamber door.
“Got a moment, Felina? I promise I won't take more than a minute of your time.” Ophelia smiled at the sweeping maid and pointed at a nearby empty room, one the maid had either cleaned up recently or was about to.
The change in location didn’t stop her writhing against him, clutching at the sheets as he used the new position to have her legs spread wide open, her cunt being stretched to it’s limits and Larisa taking a look backwards at the monster. “Pull my hair.”
He nods. "The king is on a hunting trip, but should be back in a day, maybe two. When he returns, we'll have the trial. In the meantime, I heard talk of some village being raided?"
The door opens, the chamberlain walking out. He looks to Miroslava, who nods, and steps aside to allow Angelo entry. The blonde smiles at Angelo. "Brother, how can I help you?"
The beast does as requested, grabbing hold of her long hair and yanking back her head, to claim her with yet another dominating kiss as he continues to fuck her powerfully. Finally, he pulls out, and she feels rather empty, before his length can be felt at her rear end. The pig man spears inside her asshole, fucking it as relentlessly as he did her pussy. Her rear hole is more flexible than normal, due to the potion, but still her anal walls clamp around his cock tightly, bursts of debaucherous pleasure hitting her brain with every thrust.
Angelo stepped inside and closed the door behind him, making sure nobody could hear their conversation. The young monk smiled at the blonde noble, 'Lady Miroslava, thank you for seeing me. It's always a pleasure.' He gathered his thoughts for a moment, on how best to say it, 'Now, about the favour you granted me... this might be a bit sudden, but I need your help. Don't worry about what I am about to ask, it will not reach the more... zealous Inquisitors. A local woman has informed us that a great beast, calling itself the Guardian of the Forest, is keeping watch over the forests in your domain. She also said that you have an... arrangement with this beast to keep it that way. Now, I'm not one to judge how to keep the peace in the land, it must be hard so far from Rome.' He paused for a second, 'I'm not sure if you've heard, but there are black knights roaming your lands, recruiting beasts and demons into their ranks. The pressing matter is... she also said that these knights plan to recruit this Guardian. The favour I ask is... to tell us where to find the Guardian, we need to warn him and dissuade him from joining with the black knights. An alliance between them would be disasterous.'
Ophelia followed behind, enjoying the sway of the maid's ass. “Perfect. Stay like that and lift up your skirt to above your waist, then stick out your butt towards me.” She requested, standing a couple of steps behind Felina.
The reaming of her asshole turns her moans into just an imcomphernsible wave of gurgles of pleasure, her head jerk upward from his pulling and body aching uncontrollably as a explosion of her cum stains the sheets. (Can't really think of a lot to put here. Too early in the morning.)
Miroslava is silent for a moment. "I understand your need, but I assure you, if any such Guardian were to exist, which surely they do not, it would not be interested in what a group of occultist knights has to say." She smiles reassuringly.
Felina giggles, pulling up her skirt to expose it to the noblewoman, and leaning forwards. "Did I leave an impression, my lady?"
"That long, huh? Very well, I guess I could make the letter I'll send to mother." Allune replied, before listening to her father's question. "The village? Yes, it was attacked. Lukas, and I were lucky to have arrived when we did. But, a few of them still escaped. I managed to take down two, while Lukas killed one black knight. Sadly, their leader, a faceless man... no. I don't think he's a man. Not after surviving an arrow to his neck. He even... summoned one of those creatures."
The pig continues to plow inside the witch, even after the sensation sends her into a state of pleasurable catatonia. After minutes, or possibly hours, the beast pulls out of her asshole, squealing as it unleashes a torrent of cum, spraying across her entire body and covering her. Then, exhausted, the pig man lies back on the bed next to Larisa.
'I see... the problem is, if this hypothetical creature refuses the occultist knights, they will attempt to kill it,' Angelo said.
