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The witches who had not appeared in the room before gathered here, but not all of them, such as Leaf, Lily, Mi Yue, and Hummingbird.
What surprised Roland was that Scroll also appeared here.
However, Roland's eyes were soon attracted by the costumes of the witches.
Anna came to Roland first, with a gentle smile on her quiet face. She was wearing a witch's outfit according to Roland's previous description, a large pointed round hat with a wide brim that made Anna have to hold the brim with her slender hands to see Roland's face. Her curvy body was wrapped in a black tight-fitting dress with a slit. It can be seen that this dress is based on an ordinary dress with the creativity of Roland's witch costume. A deep opening was dug out on the chest, which could show Anna's white and deep cleavage. If it were one of those witches with insufficient breasts, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold it up. Apart from this, there were no other extra decorations on this dress. In addition to the corset, there were only a few dark red ribbons dotted at the slit of the skirt. The biggest role of these dark red ribbons was to emphasize the slender legs exposed from the slit. The slit at the hip made Anna's legs look even longer. Under the thin black stockings, her beautiful feet wearing high-heeled leather boots occasionally appeared from the slit. Anna's hands were also wearing a pair of gauze gloves made of the same material.
In front of Roland, Anna first turned around so that Roland could appreciate her whole body, and then said, "Your Highness, this is the witch's costume you mentioned last time. I specially asked someone to try to make one. How is it? Does it look good?"
Roland didn't expect that what he said casually before was actually remembered by Anna and made. Looking at it this way, Anna really has a bit of the flavor of a witch, but she is just a charming witch.
Roland gently held Anna in his arms, looked down at her, and kissed her forehead. He wanted to say a few more words, but Anna's white breasts attracted his attention.
"Anna, are you... not wearing a bra?" Roland asked with doubt. Before Anna answered, Roland got the answer himself.
He gently inserted his fingers into the opening, hooked them left and right, and touched Anna's nipples. Then he hooked them up, and the bright red nipples jumped out of the clothes. It turned out that the opening of the chest of this witch costume was directly opened to the edge of the areola. It could not be covered with a slight movement. Roland's action just now had made Anna's nipples react. When Roland pulled up the clothes to cover the nipples, the firm nipples had already pushed the clothes out of two small bulges.
Anna did not intend to blame Roland, but stepped back and left the position to other sisters.
Next was Nightingale. She had been waiting for a long time and couldn't wait to show Roland her dress!
Roland looked at Nightingale, who was wrapped in a cloak. This cloak was even bigger than the one they had worn when they first met. The only thing that was exposed on Nightingale's body was her pretty face under the hood. She had obviously put on makeup, but her makeup was obviously heavier today. Her lipstick was brighter, and she had black eyeliner and eyeshadow on her eyes. This kind of makeup usually doesn't appear on ordinary people's faces. Anna just put on a light makeup to highlight her beauty. In Roland's memory, Nightingale's makeup was more often used by prostitutes in taverns, that is, as we all know, prostitutes.
As Nightingale walked forward slowly, the sound of crisp bells kept ringing. Roland, who had seen Echo's outfit, was a little curious. Did Nightingale also wear that outfit?
Nightingale walked in front of Roland with a wicked smile, and then suddenly opened her cloak, letting Roland know that his guess was completely wrong!
Because Nightingale's delicate body in the cloak was not wearing any clothes at all!
No, it's not quite right to say that she didn't wear any clothes. Nightingale did wear clothes. She wore a pair of suspender stockings. From her black leather high heels to the middle of her thighs, they were all covered by black stockings. Then two black ribbons, one in front and one in the back, pulled the stockings to prevent them from falling off, and finally connected them to the lace ribbon at the waist. In addition, the bell sound Roland heard before was also explained. Two small metal bells were tied to the top of Nightingale's two towering peaks with silk threads, just above her nipples, and made a "ding-dong" sound as she walked.
Nightingale opened her hands, her feet one in front of the other, and generously showed her beautiful figure in front of Roland, so that he could appreciate it.
Even without the shaping of clothes, Nightingale's pair of plump breasts were still firm, and her nipples were held high like this. As her body swayed gently, her breasts gently collided and rolled, showing her elasticity.
The well-trained waist was slender and well-shaped. Roland could see the faint outline of the abdominal muscles on the lower abdomen. The feeling of the powerful waist twisting on his body was still unforgettable.
The slender waist went down through an exaggerated arc, and the wide hips represented the plump buttocks. When it came to the round thighs, due to Nightingale's movements, her legs overlapped slightly, forming a small inverted triangle area between them. Under the pubic mound with sparse golden pubic hair, the two delicate lips were squeezed together with a little splash, as if crying why no one came to patronize? Nightingale
smiled at Roland staring at her body, and then handed him a paintbrush at the right time.
"Your Highness, I think I'm still missing a little decoration. Would you like to help me add it?"
Roland looked at Nightingale. Isn't that snow-white skin the best canvas? But, does Nightingale really want to do this? Instead of just accommodating herself?
Sensing Roland's hesitation, Nightingale stood on tiptoe and whispered in Roland's ear: "Your Highness, don't pity me. I am willing to be your loyal dog and accept all your orders. Please write your feelings on me."
Roland was stunned for a moment, and whispered in Nightingale's ear: "Nightingale, I love you."
Then, Roland squatted down and wrote the three words "female slave dog" above Nightingale's pubic mound. Nightingale looked at Roland with tears in her eyes, and the words "I love you" were also written in her heart.
Anna on the side was a little jealous. She didn't expect that just being more debauched could get Roland's public confession. Although she knew that Roland also loved her, she still felt a little jealous. Was she too shy?
Nightingale closed her cloak and stood aside obediently.
The next witch was somewhat beyond Roland's expectations. It was Nanawa! You know, Nanawa's father Tigu was at the celebration banquet tonight!
Before Roland could ask, Nanawa had already jumped up. Unlike her usual outfit, Nanawa did not wear white silk stockings that looked like ice cream this time, but wore more mature black silk stockings. Her black calfskin shoes tapped on the carpet, and her black Lolita-style dress was decorated with lace. The fluffy skirt kept moving up and down with Nanawa's jumping, and her thin legs were hidden from time to time.
At the same time, Nanawa's golden hair was tied into two ponytails, and with the clothes on her body, she looked like a dark little devil.
"Nanawa, aren't you afraid of your father?" Roland touched the top of Nanawa's head.
Nanawa narrowed her eyes in enjoyment and said in an innocent tone, "No, Your Highness, don't worry, because Nanawa has been fucked by my father, so there is no need to worry that my father will know that his daughter is a little slut."
Nanawa's words were shocking. Roland didn't expect Nanawa to have had a physical relationship with his biological father. The strong sense of guilt gave rise to a stronger desire. Roland couldn't wait to know how all this happened.
But Nanawa stuck out her tongue and looked at Anna.
"It's all because of Sister Anna who wants to do an experiment... Oh, I'll tell Your Highness tomorrow..."
Leaving Roland, who was itching to do it, Nanawa ran behind Anna and stuck half of her head out.
Roland didn't have time to ask further questions because the floating lightning had already come to his eyes.
This adventurous girl didn't disappoint Roland at this time. Like Nanawa, she changed her usual white silk stockings into black silk stockings, without shoes on her feet, and just floated by relying on her own ability. She had no other clothes on her body except underwear, if that little bit of cloth could be called underwear.
Lightning's lower body was only wearing a pair of string underwear, with only a finger-sized piece of cloth covering the white and hairless mons pubis. The black string had been tied into Lightning's tender vagina, wrapped by the two labia. As Lightning turned her body, the string was deeply between her buttocks. If it hadn't stretched out from her waist, I'm afraid there would be no trace of underwear. The same was true for Lightning's upper body. The finger-sized piece of cloth could only cover Lightning's petite nipples, not even the pale pink areola on the side. The rest was also tied to her snow-white back by a few strings.
Lightning's pigeon breasts were not big, but in this way, under the wrapping of the bra on her chest, her breasts did not deform at all, and even trembled slightly while flying. Her short golden hair was already shoulder-length. Lightning, who originally looked like a tomboy, now had a lot of femininity!
Lightning boldly kissed Roland on the lips in front of everyone, and then said, "This is a kiss for the bravest prince. It's Lightning's first kiss today. The rest will be for other warriors."
Roland knew that Lightning was a slut, but when he heard her say in public that she would kiss other warriors, he still felt it was extremely lewd, and asked, "Then our little Lightning only kisses the warriors?"
Lightning turned her body upwards and rode on Roland's neck. Her soft thighs gently touched Roland's cheek, and Roland raised his hands to catch Lightning's small feet wrapped in black silk and played with them carefully.
"Of course not, Lightning will also offer her pussy to the warriors!" Lightning was giggling because Roland was rubbing her feet, and then said more and more lewd words.
"This is the rule of the Fjord. Women can kiss warriors and also offer their pussies. Your Highness is the best, so I gave my first kiss to Your Highness and my first time with my pussies to you. But there are so many warriors today. Shouldn't I give them the same treatment? Don't you think so, Your Highness?"
Lightning's teasing voice came from above his head. Roland couldn't help but open his mouth and bite Lightning's leg through the stockings, then slapped Lightning's little ass and knocked her down, because if he let Lightning continue to talk like this, Roland felt that he might really throw her into the First Army and let those strong men who had nowhere to vent fuck this little bitch to death!
Lightning also flew away along with Roland's force, closed his mouth very self-awarely, and came behind Wendy and pushed her in front of Roland.
"Okay, okay, Sister Wendy, let His Highness take a good look!"
Wendy folded her hands in front of her belly and lowered her head, but this posture made her biggest breasts among the crowd burst out from between her arms.
After comparing with the previous women, Wendy's dress seemed extremely conservative.
It was an authentic nun's dress from the wrist to the instep, without a single bit of skin exposed. Except that Wendy's overly proud chest held the nun's dress high, there was no erotic element to be found.
Roland was wondering, and Wendy turned around with a red face, and the mystery of this dress was completely revealed in front of Roland.
Wendy's waist-length hair was scattered, and in the gaps was snow-white skin!
Wendy's nun's dress was completely empty behind!
From the shoulders down to the pair of plump buttocks, everything was exposed!
Roland couldn't help but put his hand into Wendy's exposed buttocks. Without any cloth, he touched her anus directly. Wendy didn't even wear underwear!
"Your Highness, didn't you say that you like women who are dignified in front of others and lewd behind others? Do you like me like this?"
What is this? Dignified in front of others, lewd behind others! This is clearly lewd in front of others, and even more lewd behind others!
Roland roared crazily in his heart, but he also realized one thing, that is, the witches really remembered the words he said intentionally or unintentionally, sincerely or bragging. He really forgot when he said these words to them, but they remembered them firmly in their hearts and were willing to do what he wanted. Is this love?
Roland couldn't help but kiss Wendy, and then responded, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Wendy then lowered her head and retreated to Nightingale's side, not looking at Nightingale's resentful eyes that said, "You little bitch are actually trying to win favor."
The next witch who came forward was unexpectedly Scroll. A mature beauty with a red face was indeed very tempting, not to mention that this beauty was wearing a woolen knitted garment that fitted her body, and the hem of the knitted garment only covered the tip of her hips. The lower body was only wearing thick black pantyhose. The black mark on the lower abdomen that could not be covered by the hem was even more tempting. The soft pubic hair was tightly pressed by the densely stitched stockings, and only one or two stubbornly drilled out of the gap.
Roland suddenly remembered that the majority of witches seemed to be hairless white tigers. In this way, Nightingale and Scroll, the two witches with golden and black pubic hair respectively, were considered rare.
Scroll's homely outfit really amazed Roland. This witch in her forties no longer had any traces of time left on her body. Even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were created to highlight her mature charm. There was no trace of underwear on her curvy figure under the close-fitting knitted clothes, and her upright breasts had not sagged at all due to the passage of time. The curves of her lower body tightly wrapped in black pantyhose were even more attractive. Her plump buttocks even stretched the fine stitches of the stockings, and a few strands of flesh color could be faintly seen.
Of course, what Roland wanted to know most now was why Scroll would attend the celebration party tonight? Scroll should know the inside story of the celebration party, otherwise he would not have come to him wearing the same slutty clothes as others. It seems that he should have changed his mind during these days with Anna. As for the details, Roland did not want to delve into them, but it was a pity that he could not be the first to enjoy Scroll's mature and beautiful body.
Roland put his hands into Scroll's skirt and held her plump waist. The delicate and warm touch of his fingertips made Roland eager to move.
In the end, Scroll spoke first.
"Your Highness, I want to explore the way for the sisters first. Lily and Miyue are still young and virgins. It's better for me, who is old and ugly, to take the first step."
Roland's right hand reached Scroll's crotch, stroking her pubic mound through her stockings, feeling the delicate touch of her pubic hair.
"You are much more attractive to men than those little girls. I almost couldn't help it. However, sooner or later, men and women have to face the issue of love, right? It is also a good thing for them to experience the joy of sex as soon as possible. Look at Lightning and Nanawa, aren't they doing well now? Anna, Nightingale, Wendy and others can also improve themselves while enjoying themselves. All they need to pay is the small worldly concept that restricts you."
"Hu... Your Highness..." Scroll's breathing became a little heavy because of the toy with his lower body. "I'm afraid they can't accept it all at once. Next time... Next time... Your Highness, can you help them to lose their virginity yourself? Their first time should not be taken away by those unknown men..."
Hearing that Scroll hoped that he would help Lily, Hummingbird, Mi Yue to lose their virginity, what about Scroll himself? She didn't dodge when he played with her lower body like this. It seems that she has tacitly accepted the established fact that all witches need to join his harem.
Roland, feeling happy, took back his mischievous hand. He was not the protagonist tonight. As for Scroll, he would have to enjoy himself in two days.
Roland turned his eyes to the last three witches.
Echo was still dressed as a desert dancer this time, but different from the previous look, this time Echo changed into another set of clothes, a copper ring on her slender neck, a two-finger-wide transparent white gauze wrapped around the copper ring, and divided into two sections to cover the dark nipples and areolas on the upright breasts, but the white gauze could not cover anything, it could only add a bit of interest.
The white gauze went down, passed through the two small copper rings in front and behind Echo, fixed it, and finally passed around the crotch, connecting the two copper rings together. However, like the upper body, the translucent white gauze did not provide any shielding effect. Under the cover of the white gauze, only the traces of the concave of Echo's tightly closed honey crack could be seen. The smooth and hairless vulva was white and tender, and the brown skin seemed to be smeared with sesame oil, reflecting a delicate luster under the firelight.
The end of the white gauze was hanging between Echo's slender and powerful legs. This time, Echo also wore stockings woven with white silk threads like fishnets for the first time. This was naturally Roland's masterpiece. Compared with the ordinary stockings that were more detailed and needed to be purchased from the royal capital, this kind of restored fishnet stockings was easier to make.
The snow-white silk thread slightly pierced into the brown skin, and the strong contrast in color formed a strange beauty. Roland thought that perhaps future generations would give him the name of an artist. Of course, the possibility of a tyrant who indulged in wine and women should be greater.
Noticing that His Royal Highness was looking at her, Echo took the initiative to shake her body, letting the two plump breasts collide with each other.
"I think Iron Axe would also be happy to share his wife with his comrades, although they don't know that we are going to be married..."
Echo's words were a little reproachful. She was still reluctant to marry Iron Axe for the so-called legal right to intervene, but Iron Axe's huge cock was indeed hard for her to resist, not to mention that this was His Royal Highness's request. In this case, it would be better to do it more thoroughly.
Roland listened to Echo's rebellious words, and his heart became more and more happy. It seemed that the witches were slowly accepting their nature.
Dujuan's dress was very familiar to Roland. It was exactly the usual dress of prostitutes in the red-light district of the capital in his memory!
Of course, prostitutes soliciting customers outside would not expose their breasts and lower body like Dujuan.
The whole body is white with a simple chest binder, just like a delicate dinner plate, Dujuan's snow-white breasts are presented, and the red nipples are like bright rubies embellishing the top of the breasts. What a delicious meal!
Dujuan's lower body is the same garter stockings as Nightingale, but it is a white silk garter that tests the leg shape more.
Of course, the bodies of witches tend to be perfect, and Dujuan's plump legs can naturally control them. The slight sense of tightening the flesh at the socks gives people an incomparable visual enjoyment, making people want to carefully touch this pair of beautiful legs that seem to be given by God.
Even though he knew the magic of witches, especially in Anna's experiment, which also verified the witches' tolerance for sex, looking at Dujuan's virgin-like pink and tightly closed vagina, Roland couldn't help but sigh, is this really a lewd hole that a prostitute can have? Just this point, the witch has defeated almost all ordinary women. The lewd hole that will not relax and will remain pink and tender no matter how it is played is simply a treasure for men!
How can those nobles bear to kill such a witch? No, it should be those witches who can threaten their lives who will be executed, just like Anna and Nightingale, but what about witches like Soraya, Lily, and Hummingbird who can't cause any harm at all? I'm afraid they will be treated as excellent sex slaves to be played with for a lifetime.
Thinking of this, I'm afraid many witches are still hiding in the secret rooms of nobles' houses and being fucked constantly.
"Your Highness, how about this dress?"
Du Juan's cold words awakened Roland's delusion, but how should he answer?
"Ah, it looks very good... It suits you very well..." Yes, this dress that even prostitutes won't wear is very suitable for you, a bitch who is more lewd than a prostitute!
"Is that so? That's great!" Du Juan's face lit up with a brilliant smile. "I was afraid that His Highness didn't like this outfit. Since His Highness likes it so much, then we should all wear this outfit from now on."
Du Juan's tone didn't seem to be joking. This meant that everyone would walk around the castle with their breasts and pussies exposed. You know, there are still many male servants and guards in the castle! This means that everyone will be seen naked? Such a thing! It seems? It's not unacceptable.
Those beautiful, cute, sexy witches with different styles but full of charm, exposed their soft breasts and smooth and tight vaginas in the direct sight of the guards and servants, allowing these low-status men to gaze at their beautiful bodies. Some even secretly put their hands into their crotches, staring at the witches' delicate bodies while stroking their dirty dicks. Will there be even bolder ones who sprayed semen on the witches' fair and delicate skin! Dyeing it with a white color!
Countless fantasies filled Roland's mind, and Du Juan, who had aroused Roland's lust with just one sentence, stepped aside with a faint smile, and there seemed to be something else hidden in her calm eyes.
Roland shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the illusions in his mind, and at this time, Soraya also came to Roland.
Soraya kept in mind the task Roland had given her before. She had to be an observer and recorder, and the main writer of the project mentioned by His Highness.
But even so, since she had already decided to give everything to His Royal Highness, it would be better to open her mind and body to accept it instead of being timid.
Therefore, Soraya stood in front of Roland, showing her slender but girlish body.
Her slender legs were covered by a pair of white leg socks with lace decorations on the socks. She was not wearing any other clothes, only two lace underwear of the same style to cover the girl's beautiful breasts and crotch. She also wore a ribbon under her brown curly hair.
In Roland's opinion, Soraya's dress was very ordinary compared to other witches, but when he took a closer look, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with Soraya's dress?
The white and pink underwear tightly wrapped Soraya's two little white rabbits, and the appearance was full of girlish atmosphere and very cute. If you look more carefully, why did the lace not change with the change of angle, and there were two bulges on the top of the underwear? Roland then realized that Soraya was not wearing any clothes. The underwear he saw was just body painting that Soraya had painted with her magic pen!
Roland turned his eyes to Soraya's crotch and took a closer look. Sure enough, he could see the slit between her vulva and even the slightly exposed clitoris!
He didn't expect Soraya to integrate so quickly. She learned this body painting skill without a teacher and fully utilized her ability as a witch!
Looking at the nine witches in various costumes in front of him, who were also members of his harem, although Scroll himself had not fucked them, he was not surprised by their attitude. There was no suspense about what to do next. The witches would go to the soldiers' rooms. As for what to do? They were wearing such obscene clothes, what else could they do?
Roland explained that at present, the border town had not expanded externally, and excellent firearms could ensure victory in the battle. In this way, it would inevitably encounter a problem. The land originally used as a reward would become less and less sufficient, so it was imperative to find another way to reward.
First of all, there are financial rewards. However, the development of Border Town also requires a lot of gold dragons. Even with the monthly tribute from Changge Fortress, it is far from enough for the resources needed for development!
Then, the unique, beautiful, and distinctive witches became the best reward.
Unless they are gay, no man would refuse to have sex with such a beautiful witch. For men, women can be said to be the best comfort.
Of course, the witches nodded on the surface, but they all knew in their hearts that although what Roland said made some sense, the biggest reason was that Roland wanted to see them being played with. However, the lustful witches had no reason to refuse. There was no one more suitable to lead the witches than Roland.
"Okay, it's time for everyone to set off. You can go to any room and find as many people as you want, but remember not to ignore anyone, even the most ordinary soldiers. They are the heroes of our victory this time. Give them the best care. I hope everyone can enjoy the service of all of you!"
Roland gave his final speech, and the witches listened quietly.
"Of course, there is the most important thing."
Roland took a deep breath.
"You may think that witches are cursed by God, destined to become so cheap and lewd, and can only pursue men's semen and penises. But what I want to say is that I like witches, I like beautiful, powerful and kind witches. Men's semen will only be an embellishment of your beauty, and men's penises can only be a decoration for your travel. I can't even satisfy a witch, so I hope you don't suppress yourself, open your heart, and accept your true self. I will always support you and love you."
The witches were silent for a while, and finally Anna laughed out loud, walked up to hug Roland and gave him a kiss, and then said: "Your Highness, when my uterus is filled with other men's semen, please don't despise me."
Without waiting for Roland to answer, Anna took the lead and walked out the door, and the remaining witches also followed Anna's example and hugged Roland and kissed him.
Nightingale: "Your Highness, tonight your female slave dog will become everyone's little bitch."
Wendy: "After they inject all their sins into my body, I will come back to help Your Highness atone for their sins."
Nanawa: "Nanawa wants to try today to see if I can use magic to replenish their sperm after they have emptied their balls."
Lightning: "Today I will eat everyone's big cocks well, using my little mouth above and my little mouth below." Cuckoo
: "Ah, I didn't expect to have to do my old job in Your Highness's castle. It's really better than... Iris should be more like a brothel. "
Echo: "Your Highness, do you like to see the semen flowing on my body?" "
Scroll: "I hope Your Highness will not despise me for being so old." "
Soraya: "I will record everyone's postures carefully."
The witches filed out one after another, and Roland sat back in his chair. He wanted to think about his future plans. Of course, he would go downstairs to have fun with everyone later. He was afraid that others would feel constrained if he didn't go directly. However, Roland's inner expectations made his brain unable to concentrate, so he could only close his eyes and rest for a while.