Chapter 2257: The Princesses Private Quarter XVII

As Hathfield walked out of her room, she looked around, seeing everyone already being wasted. Cerilla, Jasmine, and Li were already asleep beside each other, and her maid, who had been taken by Rey earlier, was sucking on Arad’s flesh like a calf sucking its mother’s udder. What drew her attention the most was the maid’s bright red butt and holes that were stretched wide enough to fit a fist.

She is going to be like that soon. It isn’t in the same way she imagined it... But it wasn’t that far off. As she had wanted to get Arad drunk, and knowing he was a dragon, Hathfield knew full well the danger of trying to seduce a drunk dragon, and she could end up with a few broken bones.

"That... looks like it was painful." She mumbled, and the maid pulled Arad’s flesh out of her mouth and smiled. "But it’s worth it, princess. You’ll just need to get used to it."

Rey leaned on Hathfield’s shoulder. "As rough as Arad would get on you, he has amazing control, can read your mind, and his thing is flexible. He’ll read your mind and perfectly move in a way that’ll drive you mad." Rey then smacked her on the but hard enough to drop her down to her knees.

"It’s been decided that you’ll be a Mistress to Li, meaning you’ll serve her with your life. But most importantly, you’ll serve Arad here. If you do well, you can climb to a concubine, and even a queen if you’re dedicated."

At that moment, Hathfield blinked, and then looked at Rey. "Wait, if I’m understanding things right... shouldn’t you be ranked lower than me now?"

Rey smiled and laughed. "You’re right, but..." She looked at Arad, and Arad finished. "There are some maids that you better not mess with." He smiled. "Rey and Ray are among those maids. Treat them as if they are queens."

Rey, Ray, Tina, Lexi, Camilla and many more... even if they aren’t queen, their word is only second to Arad. Especially Ray and Rey who are Mana Drakainas.

Hathfield looked at Rey for a second, then nodded, so Rey reached down and pulled her dress over her head and stripped her. "Princess Hathfield is now declared a Mistress of the empire under the care of Queen Li."

Rey approached Arad after declaring Hathfield a mistress. "Princess Hathfield manages the Wood Elves’ Vineyards and alcohol production, so after moving to the empire, she would take care of that industry and report directly to Queen Li."

Rey turned to look toward Hathfield. "All of your maids and servants would come with you, but only women are allowed into the Imperial Private Quarter. Details would be given to each maid, servant, guard, and caretaker separately, and they’ll be put through a test at a later date."

She closed her eyes. "That’s all for now, enjoy your time."

As Rey moved back to keep bullying Aloe with her sister, Hathfield, now a Mistress, could finally relax a bit and approach Arad. Still scared and horny, but reasonable enough to talk.

"May I ask a question?" She looked at Arad, and he nodded. "You want to ask about the Court Wizard. Don’t worry, she is dealt with. A demoness will be watching her closely, and she should be getting punished now. She intentionally got a demoness from hell to bring her the Blood Wine and gave it to you, intending to kill everyone here. You, your sisters, me, and everyone."

Hearing that, she gulped. "I see... and... what about me? I’ll be punished as well, right? Trying to get you drunk, to get a dragon drunk... that’s a dangerous act."

"Dangerous, yes. But there is no reason to punish you for it. Punishment is issued to induce change, positive change at that." Arad grabbed the maid that was sucking him off by the head, and kept his flesh deep into her throat until she started choking before he let her take a breather.

"This one, for example, probably needs to apologize, right?" Hearing him, the maid coughed for a few seconds before looking back at Hathfield with tearful eyes. "I... was feeding information back to the Court Wizard. I was supposed to report back to her immediately after everyone died... she even gave me a teleport crystal so she could teleport right in here and clean the corpses."

Hathfield’s face darkened. "Killing the princesses? Does she even know what Father would’ve done when he finds out? He’ll burn her tower down to the ground."

"She was planning to replace you and your maids with shapeshifting demons, and frame the story as if Arad and his wives tried to kill you, and that she swooped in to save you. Then she wanted to use that event to force the juvenile and growing empire to buckle, use the now-fake princesses to control the Kingdom, and increase both of her power and social standing." She grabbed Arad’s flesh with both hands and started sucking it again.

Watching that Mathilde approached Arad and knelt in front of him, staring directly at his flesh as the maid sucked it. She gulped, and then looked up at Arad. "Should I... apologize for her?"

He shook his head. "No problem, already solved." He replied as she started licking him, helping the maid. The maid pulled Arad’s flesh out of her mouth and started helping Hathfield get used to sucking it, and the maid threw a glance at Arad. "Aren’t you gentler with her than me?"

Hathfield could barely fit the tip in her mouth, and the maid took care of the apples below. But even after several minutes of trying, she couldn’t do it. It was just too big for her. But even then, the only reason she wasn’t pouring a whole flood from down below was that she was already dry, having almost drowned her entire room.

The maid turned her around, got her on all fours, and then spread her cheek open, resting her face on the massive peach. "Pick and choose." She licked her, and Arad rested his flesh there, immediately pushing the tip into Hathfield’s back end, causing her to cry. "That hurt..."

The maid immediately held her down. "Hushhh... relax. It’ll just hurt more if you resist." She even climbed over Hathfield’s back and pinned her head down with her butt, and her arms with her feet.

"I... know..." Hathfield growled, "Just... push it deeper, I can take it."

The deeper Arad pushed, the louder Hathfield’s groans and cries became, and at one point, she started cursing under her breath, and even then, she could only take two-thirds of Arad’s flesh in. So to accommodate her, he made himself small enough to fit the whole thing inside, and then started thrusting.

Hathfield cries, and moans eventually woke up Li, who rolled around and looked, seeing her sister getting plowed just a few feet away from her.