Chapter 151: The Queen’s Here

When I woke up, of course, Linda, the early riser, had my early-rising cock in her mouth. After all, I’d been dreaming an erotic dream.

In the dream, I had the Queen drink my semen, said there was no effect, that it had to be drunk directly, had the maids leave the Queen’s room, and the Queen had smiled and said, "Come on, drink it for me!" But I thought, "No, this is wrong! I might get the death penalty!" When the Queen’s delicate hand wrapped around my cock, her fingers stuck to it so tightly that I felt so good I decided to throw everything away and sink into this pleasure swamp at the cost of my life—then I woke up.

Linda was now doing her morning duty without a shred of embarrassment, sucking and working her hand. It really felt amazing, and I was about to cum any second. With my eyes closed, the Queen’s face floated up. Soon she would open her mouth and take my cock in. The upturned eyes looking at me and saying, "I’ll suck it now." Fantasies piled on top of each other endlessly! Even though I told myself no, whenever I closed my eyes I would naturally drown in that world...

"Uuunuuu— ahhhhh— I’m cumming!!"

I grabbed Linda’s head and came. Jubo n, jubo n— the sounds of her swallowing. I was being sucked dry at the very first thing in the morning.

Even though I thought it was already done, she kept licking and licking, licking the urethra opening so much that she wouldn’t stop if I kept stimulating her.

"Linda, stop already. I’m not cumming anymore."

"!?"

Linda lifted her head, looked at me with upturned eyes, and finally pulled her mouth off. Her hand was still gripping me, but—

"Is it already over?"

"Yeah, I think it’s done. If I let you pull anymore, it’ll interfere with today’s activities."

"Are you going to cum? You’re still so young!"

"Yeah, definitely."

"Really? Then I’ll stop now."

She said it with obvious disappointment, but what did Linda think of me? Did she think I had infinite lust and semen? Scary!

Even while eating breakfast, thinking about meeting the Queen later, strength was concentrating in my lower body. Whether it was lust or mana, I didn’t know, but it was probably both.

When I returned to my room and looked in the mirror, I had my usual refreshing, childlike face.

"Good morning."

I entered the Queen’s room saying that, and the Queen was there welcoming me with a bright smile.

"Good morning, Robby-sama. You look as refreshed as always."

She was so dazzling! The morning’s fantasies resurfaced and overlapped.

"Your Majesty, what shall we do? I brought the item you requested, but should I give it to you here, or shall we do it like yesterday during the break?"

At my question, the Queen tilted her head cutely (whoa, I thought, "That’s so cute!"),

"What should we do? Shall we do it the same as yesterday? If it’s okay with you today, I’d be happy if you’d massage my feet."

She wanted me to massage her feet again today! She was already wearing boots? Did she plan to start by taking off the boots? My fantasy was scary! But behind her gentle smile, she had the skill that forced me to tell the truth to Linda. She asked questions and I answered everything... I wanted to speak even if she didn’t ask. Since I came here, I wanted to tell everyone about all the things and experiences I’d had! I wanted to spew them out! I wanted to pour out all the dirty sludge from the depths of my heart and return to my clean self! Ah, but if I spew everything out, I won’t become clean, right, me...?

Hah!! My soul came back when I realized I was standing there, and the Queen was smiling at me cutely. Goho goho, I’m sorry.

"Then shall we go?"

The Queen had asked me. So I answered with full energy,

"Yes!"

I took the Queen’s hand and started walking. As expected, today wasn’t double yesterday’s pace, but it was still a bit fast—though from solo solo solo, it was only a little slower than normal. Well, let’s gradually speed it up a little.

We circled once through the Royal Palace and the Rear Palace, and finally arrived at the garden chair where the main event would happen. The chair was even cleaner than yesterday. Since today it was clear the Queen would sit, maybe the Royal Palace Facilities Department? The Garden Maintenance Department? Or perhaps Captain Lake had cleaned it?

The Queen sat on the chair, raised her legs, and the maid quickly approached, untied the boot laces. Then she looked up at me. Since she’d gone that far, I thought she’d take off the boots too and do everything, but I didn’t say it out loud. I just squatted down at the Queen’s feet. The maid immediately stood on both sides of the Queen, creating a wall so I couldn’t see what I was doing.

When the boots came off, they were still a little sweaty. The maid offered the socks, and I changed them. I thought, "Do I really have to do this far?" but there was no reason to refuse, so of course I did it happily.

I cast Purity on the sweaty smell. I took off the socks and massaged the feet. Full of lust, I poured mana into my fingers to stimulate the sensitive spots, but I kept the strength moderate, as if it were "caress." I wanted to see the Queen’s reaction, so I peeked at her face with upturned eyes, but her expression didn’t change. Maybe because it was the same today, or perhaps the Queen had built up resistance.

"Please let me drink that."

The Queen said, so I took the sample from my Mana Bag and handed it to her. It was discolored, but I’d taken the sample at night, so the light was different from sunlight—lamp light—so I didn’t know if it had changed from the original color. Anyway, let her drink it.

The Queen took the glass, looked at the color, peeked inside, and sniffed the smell. She frowned a little. What smell was that? Then she brought the glass to her mouth and took a sip. Her face was slightly sour, and she drank it all in one go. With the liquid still in her mouth, she held the glass out to me. I took it and put it in my Mana Bag.

While massaging her feet, I kept watching her face, but her expression didn’t change.

"What kind of drink?"

That was the first thing she said. The maid quickly moved and poured wine into the glass and held it out. The Queen drank it in one gulp. She didn’t comment on the taste after that, but—

"Bring it again tomorrow, please."

She said. U— I wonder if she thought, "If I don’t drink it, I won’t know. It might be the power of continuing..."