Chapter 250: Annie’s Turn…

Elle opened and closed her mouth, making frantic little "awawa" sounds.

"N-no, I... I have never done anything like... that..."

She denied it, but her eyes never left my cock. It was already fully hard again, the base gripped tightly in Annie’s hand and forced to stand rigidly at attention.

"Oh, is that so? Lord Robin, Elle says she hasn’t, but is that true? Annie, if the effect is that strong... maybe I should try it too?"

"""Ehh?!"""

The Duchess’s words landed like a thunderclap. I was more than ready to agree, but Elle was speechless. Annie, still gripping my cock, declared firmly:

"Your Grace! You must not put such a filthy thing in your mouth!"

Hold on a second. Even if I’m from another country, is it really okay to call part of a prince’s body "filthy"? None of the three women seemed to notice, so I kept quiet, but it stung a little.

"But Annie, you put it in your mouth, didn’t you? Surely it would be fine if I just touched it?"

The Duchess said it so casually. All three pairs of eyes locked onto my cock. The head was still glistening. Because Annie had been squeezing, a little fluid had already leaked out.

"Oh, what a waste," Annie murmured, and gave it a quick lick.

You just licked the "filthy thing" again! Of course the Duchess noticed.

"Annie, you licked it again."

Her tone carried a hint of irritation.

"I am only a lower-class noble, so it does not matter for me. But Your Grace must never do such a thing."

Annie was spinning some convenient logic. I wondered if Lily would have agreed with her.

"Oh? So it’s not allowed for me, but it is for Elle? Her family is a viscount’s house, after all."

The Duchess looked at Elle as she spoke.

"Well... that depends on Lady Elle’s feelings, doesn’t it?"

Annie answered with perfect nonchalance.

Even while talking, Annie’s hand never stopped stroking me. She varied the pressure perfectly—strong, then soft—changing the angle of her fingers so the hardness returned naturally. Where did she learn this technique? Was it something she discovered on her own, or a secret skill passed down through the Haslam family for generations? It felt far too good.

"Annie, it’s getting glossy again... Does that mean... This time I’ll—!"

The Duchess leaned forward, but Elle grabbed her and held her back.

"You mustn’t! Something like that! And I haven’t even drunk any today!"

She was right—Elle still hadn’t taken a single drop.

"Th-that’s true... Then, Elle, you drink it..."

The Duchess’s voice was hoarse. Elle forced a stiff smile, knelt in front of me, and Annie guided my cock into her mouth.

I thought Annie would step back, but instead she pressed her body tightly against mine. From the Duchess’s blind spot she took my hand and slipped it under her own skirt. Elle could see everything, of course. My fingers slid into Annie’s already soaked panties, past the soft curls, brushed her clit, and reached the hot opening beyond. It was already pulsing, opening and closing around nothing. I rubbed her clit with my palm while thrusting my fingers in and out. Wet guchu... guchu... sounds filled the air.

Elle could hear it. The Duchess could hear it too, even if she couldn’t see. Her face was bright red as she bit down hard on the handkerchief in her hand.

Elle’s attention was completely stolen by what was happening right beside her face. She was only holding me in her mouth; her tongue wasn’t moving at all.

Annie rested her head on my shoulder and gripped my arm tightly. Then she reached her peak.

"Aah—!"

She tried to keep her voice down, but it came out clearly. At the same moment her inner walls clamped hard around my fingers, twitching and convulsing.

"Aaan... haa... haa... haa..."

Annie’s ragged breathing echoed in the quiet room.

The Duchess’s face showed no reaction—she was still staring fixedly at Elle. Does that mean keep going? I decided to take the convenient interpretation and began moving my fingers in and out of Annie again. Her lewd scent rose thicker. Spurred by it, my fingers thrust deeper and harder. Her clit had swollen and pressed firmly against my palm.

Annie was still trying to stay silent, but her fingers dug into my arm. Then her whole body began to shake violently.

"A-ku... ku... kuuuu—!"

She collapsed against me. The sudden pressure made me explode, pouring everything into Elle’s mouth.

Silence fell. Only Annie’s breathing could be heard. The Duchess was breathing hard as well. Elle still held the semen in her mouth, not swallowing.

Annie’s breathing gradually calmed. She took my wrist and pulled my hand out of her panties. My fingers were completely soaked. A few reddish-brown curly hairs clung to my palm. Is it okay to taste these?

Annie stepped away, smoothed her skirt back down, left her hair loose, and bowed to the Duchess.

"Please excuse me."

Only Annie seemed alive. The Duchess, Elle, and I remained frozen. Annie lowered her eyes, projecting an air of complete detachment.

"Ahem."

The Duchess cleared her throat deliberately. That was the switch. Elle finally pulled her mouth off my cock, grimaced, and forced herself to swallow the thick liquid.

"Is it hard to drink, Elle?"

"Y-yes... it’s sticky... and has a fishy smell... so it’s hard to swallow all at once..."

Her speech was a little slurred, as if some was still left in her mouth.

"Annie seemed to drink it so easily."

The Duchess turned to Annie, who shook her head.

"Not at all. It was my first time as well. I only just managed to swallow it."

Everyone except Annie knew that was a lie.

"I see."

The Duchess accepted it for now. Time to return to the main topic.

"Your Grace, after watching that... do you think it would be all right to show the Queen how the medicine is made?"

I expected an immediate refusal, but instead—

"Well... if Her Majesty can keep the secret, I think it would be fine to show her."

"You’re going to show her this?"

Elle nodded along with me, but Annie’s face remained completely blank, as if the matter had nothing to do with her. She might end up being the one assisting me in front of the Queen.

"Yes. It was my first time seeing it, and I’m sure it will be Her Majesty’s first time as well. It was extremely interesting... and exciting. Even setting the medicine aside, I believe she would be delighted to watch."

The Duchess was already heading in a completely different direction.

"U-um... I can’t do it alone, though..."

I said it with a racing heart.

"Of course not. Annie will assist you. Annie, next time you don’t have to hide anything. You may do it openly. All right?"

Exactly as I feared. Under the Duchess’s merciless order, Annie’s eyes darted around while her face stayed carefully neutral.

You’re going to take me in your mouth in front of the Queen? In full view of everyone?