"Your highness…" Anya muttered with a red face, one hand gripping the side of her gown anxiously.
Carlix was shocked that she was still even present but it was a pleasant surprise.
"What is it?"
She was silent for a little moment, before she suddenly began taking off her uniform.
Carlix's eyes widened.
'It's working!'
Anya was left with only her underwear and bra, it was very embarrassing but for some reason she still went ahead to follow his request.
It was the first time she was stripping like this for a man, and it was exciting even for her. She tried to cover the wet spot on her panties with her hands.
"Is-is that all?" She asked timidly.
Her lust meter continued to rise steadily. It was almost at [1000], and that was the max.
Carlix swallowed,
"No. Put your hands behind your head," he commanded.
She hesitated for a few seconds, battling with herself but in the end she obeyed. She was too ashamed to even meet his eye, yet she found herself so turned on.
Her thighs were so pretty and sexy.
'Her bare skin…'
Carlix could see a woman's underwear up close for the first time in his entire life. He noticed the wet stain on her panties, along with the fluid rolling down her thighs.
'S-She's wet… that must mean she wants me to touch her'
He was inexperienced but he knew that much. The lonely nights he spent eavesdropping on the knights during their story time was finally going to be useful.
He swallowed hard, looking at her face to see her timid expression as she avoided his gaze.
'I have to touch it'
He stretched out his hand and poked at the wet spot.
"Nng~" she squirmed,
Carlix's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Anya's body tremble from that single poke. Her reaction was cute, and his cock was starting to react to it.
The damp fabric of her panties clung transparently to her folds, outlining the swollen lips of her pussy beneath.
A fresh trickle of her arousal slid down her inner thigh, glistening in the dim light of the room. He could smell her now—musky and sweet, pulling him in even more.
Carlix let his fingers linger. He pressed the tip of his index finger against the soaked spot, feeling the heat radiating from her core.
The material was slick, yielding slightly under his touch, and he dragged his finger upward along the seam, tracing the split of her pussy through the thin barrier.
"Ahhn~~!" Anya gasped, her knees buckling as she fought to stay upright. Her hands clenched behind her head, fingers twisting in her hair, but she didn't pull away.
Her cheeks burned crimson, eyes squeezed shut as if blocking out the world could hide her shame. Yet her hips twitched involuntarily, pressing toward his hand for more friction.
Carlix's cock throbbed in his trousers, straining against the fabric. He'd never felt anything like this, the power surging through him as she submitted, her body betraying her resolve with every drip of wetness.
'Why am I hesitating when I'm in total control?' he thought, his curiosity morphing into a hungry dominance.
Those stolen stories from the knights flooded his mind, how to tease, to claim, and to make a woman beg.
"Spread your legs wider," he ordered, his voice rougher than before, laced with the raw edge of his authority.
Anya whimpered, her thighs quivering as she parted them a few inches. The motion exposed more of the wet patch, and Carlix didn't hesitate.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and tugged them down slowly, peeling the soaked cloth away from her skin. It stuck for a moment before releasing with a soft, wet sound, revealing her bare pussy—pink and glistening, and her clit peeking out swollen and needy.
Her horny fluid coated his fingers as he discarded the panties to the floor. Anya's breath came in shallow pants, her body hot like she was on fire.
The cool air hit her exposed folds, making her clench instinctively, a bead of her juices escaping to trail down her leg. She wanted to cover herself, to flee from the intensity of his stare, but the command held her in place, her lust spiking to its peak, making her ache for whatever came next.
Carlix stared, mesmerized by the sight. Her pussy lips were puffy, drooling with need, and he could see her entrance fluttering slightly. His own erection ached, pre-cum leaking into his underwear.
'Touch her properly' he urged himself. He reached out again, this time sliding two fingers along her slit, parting the folds to feel the velvety heat inside.
Anya's moan escaped unbidden, high and desperate. "Oughh~~ your highness~~"
Her legs shook violently now, but she held the pose, hands locked behind her head, breasts heaving with each ragged breath.
The embarrassment twisted with pleasure, coiling tight in her belly as his inexperienced but bold touch sent sparks through her nerves.
He rubbed his index finger against the mouth of her pussy, pressing softly as her delicate flesh sank under his touch.
'She leaking like a tap' Carlix thought, rolling his finger inside of her.
"Hnnngh~~" Anya moaned.
He was using her body as an exhibition and there was nothing she could do about it, instead she was enjoying every single touch.
As he lifted his head to look at her, she felt so dirty. Like she was no different from the women in the market waiting to be sold off for sex. Yet she had never felt so turned on.
He reached for her back and took off her bra, her beautiful breasts spilled out—her pink nipples already hard and erect.
'So this is what they look like…' Carlix thought.
He grabbed her tits, pulling them out and stretching them to their limits
"Ahnn!" she cried out in pain and pleasure, squirming as she struggled to hold the posture.
Carlix was starting to realize just how powerful he was, even the pain was not enough to stop her from obeying his orders.
"I'm going to be having a lot of fun," he grinned.