“Fascinating! It all makes sense now why he sent Aunt Eloise’s husband to the border,” Lucian remarked, his eyes glinting with dark pleasure as he absorbed every sordid detail. His face flushed with a mix of excitement and desire, savoring the account of their illicit rendezvous.
Her husband, a general commanding forces at the frontier where it bordered another Empire, had been stationed far from the capital for extended periods. This strategic placement ensured his absence from Eloise’s side, leaving her vulnerable and isolated.
Lucian’s mind buzzed with devilish thoughts, reveling in the calculated cruelty of the Emperor’s actions.
The way the Emperor had orchestrated Eloise’s isolation to indulge his own desires seemed to delight him, reflecting his own twisted enjoyment in exploiting such weaknesses.
The head maid couldn’t help but tease him, her fingers and tongue dancing lightly along the head of his erection, tracing slow, deliberate circles before pressing against the sensitive spot just beneath the tip.
Lucian’s breath hitched, his body responding instinctively as his back arched, hands tightening in her hair.
A low growl escaped his lips, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to keep control. Her touch was both maddening and irresistible, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through him.
“Does he have this kind of relationship with Aunt Emelia too?” Lucian panted, his voice strained, his body trembling as she wrapped her fingers around his throbbing c*ck, stroking him with a steady, tantalizing rhythm. Each movement drew him closer to the edge, his thoughts growing hazy with desire.
Emperor Maximilian had two sisters and three brothers, but his ascent to power was forged in darkness and soaked in blood. With a devilish cunning, he wove a web of deceit, ensnaring his own brothers in schemes that led them to their demise.
By the time he claimed the throne, he stood alone, his path to power littered with the corpses of those who dared share his blood.
Although it was a taboo topic in the empire, but as a prince, he was fully aware of the ruthless steps his father had taken to secure his thorne.
“No His Majesty has no such relationships with Princess Emelia.” the old maid’s cheeks turned red at the mere thought of it.
But Lucian just smirked at the idea of his father with his youngest sister. He couldn’t deny that he was intrigued by the prospect.
“So how long have the two of them been together? Do they meet regularly?” Lucian could feel his balls tighten with anticipation as he waited for her response.
“Your Highness, I don’t know for certain, but I believe they were still involved as recently as a few weeks ago.”
“They must be so desperate to spend more time together,” he added, his hands pulling her head towards his c*ck.
Lucian shoved his c*ck deep into her mouth, pressing hard against the back of her throat, making her cheeks bulge and stretch obscenely.
She gagged and choked, struggling for air, her eyes watering as she desperately tried to accommodate his size.
Mmmph…grk~!
She gagged loudly as he held her in place, relishing the sight of her struggling beneath him.
After a few agonizing moments, Lucian finally pulled out, but before she could catch her breath, he rammed back into her with brutal force!
“Take it all, you filthy sl*t,” he growled, his voice laced with a devilish edge, as he shoved himself even deeper.
Her throat convulsed around his girth, each thrust sending her into a fit of gagging and gasping, her mouth and throat burning from the relentless assault.
The sounds of her choking only fueled his sadistic pleasure, driving him to push her to the limits of her endurance.
“Now tell me about Father’s relationship with the Empress. Does she know? Or she is also involved?” Lucian voice was low and strained as he thrust himself deep inside the maid’s throat.
“Yurss… Higgnasss…” she choked out, her body trembling under the mix of pain and twisted pleasure.
He pulled out, her mouth slipping off his c*ck with an audible slurping sound.
Lucian looked down at her, a devilish glint in his eyes, torn between amusement and frustration as she gasped for air, her face a mess of spit and tears.
“Answer me!” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, dripping with menace. His eyes burned with a predatory gleam, dark and unyielding as he tightened his grip on her hair, yanking her head back to meet his gaze.
The flicker of fear in her eyes only fueled his sadistic pleasure, a twisted smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he relished the power he held over her.
“The E-Empress… I’m not certain if she knows,” she stammered, her voice shaking as she remembered the sight. “But I did see her a few weeks ago — she looked furious, almost as if she had discovered something terrible.”
Lucian’s eyes narrowed, his mind already working through the possibilities. If the Empress was angry, she might have stumbled upon the Emperor’s secrets, or perhaps she was starting to piece things together!?
A wicked grin spread across his face as he thought, ‘So, the Empress is fuming in silence, stewing in her own suspicions. Interesting. What would push her to attend breakfast today after months of absence? Anyway I can certainly use this to my advantage. If she’s already on edge, it won’t take much to manipulate her further and conquer her.’
“My dear maid, you have indeed brought me a wealth of information. Thank you.”
He reached down and pulled her head up, his c*ck resting between her lips once more.
“Take me my c*m as a token of my appreciation.”
His entire body seemed to tense, and then a spray of hot sticky liquid erupted from his c*ck, filling her mouth and drenching her face.
Gulp~ Gulp~
The old maid couldn’t swallow everything, and some of his c*m slipped down her throat and covered her neck and chest.
Lucian stepped back, watching her with a smirk.
“How did you like that, you dirty wh*re? You really are a sick b!tch.”
Lucian words stung, but it also made her nipples hardened and her p*ssy dripped with lust.
She swallowed the remains of his c*m and licked the drops around her lips, trying to clear it from her skin.
“Did that information satisfy you, My Lord? Anything else I could do to please you?”
She reached up, her hands moving slowly up his muscular chest, her fingers toying with his nipples.
Lucian grinned, his hands wrapping tightly around her waist and pulling her in towards him.
She gasped, her breasts flattening against his chest, her body molding into his.
He held her tightly, his hand caressing her behind, his nails dragging softly over her sensitive skin.
After a while, Lucian gently pushed her away, and she stumbled backward, a mixture of confusion and disappointment in her eyes.
“Gather some information about Aunt Eloise if there are any guards around her house. You have two days to collect the info. Otherwise, I won’t show you more. Understand?” Lucian grabbed her hair and stared at her face.
Lucian words hit her like a hammer. She was desperate for his touch and couldn’t bear to have him ignore her like this.
“Yes, I will do whatever you say, my Lord.” Her face brightened at the realization that this was a test.
“Good job! Your efforts will be rewarded,” he smiled and turned to leave.
With a wave of his hand, the lingering smell of s*x vanished from the room, and even the scent of it on his clothes disappeared. His clothes, which had been scattered on the floor, reassembled themselves and dressed him up automatically.
If the head maid’s mind were clear, she would surely be stunned by such supernatural feats.
Instead, she lay there, drenched in her own piss and c*m, a satisfied, blissful smile on her face.