Kingdom of Francia

This is a pure work of fiction that originated from me. This homoerotica sets in a fantasy world similar to the Dark Age. It wasn't heavily fantastical, meaning that I don't have any plan to include dragons, etc. yet. The story is purely a creation from the author's imagination and did not depict the author's moral values nor does it try to promote a certain value/s. As this world was inspired by a medieval dark age, there would be a lot of themes that might unsuitable for certain people, such as relationship with minors, domination, slavery, and many other things that the author haven't envisioned. This work, by no means, aims to be historically or culturally accurate. Many events that weren't historically accurate or impossible to happen will be allowed to happen for plot-device purposes. As such, if you find any of the themes uncomfortable, please do not hesitate to leave. Lastly, I welcome any input and feedback for future installment at gantengcks@gmail.com. And please support nifty to keep the site running.

By the time the feast was over, the Yorkish's fate was pretty much sealed. it was their greatest humiliation. Losing a war was one thing, losing to a barbarian who they beat in size was another. They did show to every part of Europe that they were indeed barbarians by ignoring the whole code of chivalry to allow ransom for nobles and knights. The Leinster instead used the prisoners to further humiliate the Kingdom of York. They built a brothel, named it "White Rose", and put all of Yorkish marines and some of the nobles and knights they caught as whores. This brothel would be known across Brittania and many people of Ires would pay a visit to the Yorkish. Count Stephen and his wife were returned to the Yorkish, along with other undesirable prospects who weren't good enough to be a whore, in a ship, Yorkish ship. The couple were placed on top of a pedestal with a mounted stag's head in front of it and were paraded at the bow of the ship. They were bound with their legs tied to their head, and their assholes filled with white roses staring right at everyone at the port. They look in horror as everyone was pointing at them and the Countess's cunt overflowing with cum as she came right in front of everyone. Other prisoners were also bound with asses filled with roses. Their children were not with them as all of them were deemed good enough to be whores by the Leinster. But the thing that left a lifetime scar for these prisoners was the Leinster's bitch tattoo on their right cheek. How can they face their wife knowing they had been cunted? How can they marry anyone knowing everyone who attends their married would know they had been with a man? How can they ever look themselves in the mirror, and realize they will never taste another Leinster's cock inside them? They'll remember what had been done to them as they jacked off their cock at nights wishing a cock, a Leinster cock preferably was pounding their ass.

Louis too couldn't forget the pounding he got that night, and he was passed out most of the time. The pounding was so good Louis dreamed the pounding, or was it dreaming? He remembered waking up to swallow cum straight from the tap one time or a couple of times, then waking up to someone kissing him and feeding him saliva mouth to mouth. He also remembered the commoners told him to suck out cum straight out of his army's ass. Fuck, even now he still dreamed a cock pounding him, and the dream felt fucking real. But good dreams didn't last long, his face was sprayed by a hot stream forcing him to wake. He looked at the culprit and recognized the man as one of MacCarthal house guards. He also looked behind and realized he wasn't dreaming about the pounding. A fucking dirty lowborn was fucking him, and around him was a crowd of other lowborn. Some were resting while some others browsing the asses of his royal army and Yorkish who were laying around with their ass up and face down waiting for another pounding some were in different poses as well.

The old dirty man went wild when he saw Louis's face. "Fuck! You're fucking more handsome awake! Those eyes, so fucking beautiful! That face! No cunt here has a more beautiful face than you! Moan for me, baby! You look even prettier moaning and slutting!"

Louis did moan louder as the man pound faster. He could clearly hear the fucking as his ass was wet and sloppy for God know how many cum and piss in there. He couldn't even feel the man's cum. All he knew was the man just pulled out, grabbed a cloth, and plug his ass.

"You're done, your highness? Chieftain and his sons are waiting for you. Let's go." The guard said as he pulled Louis by the hair of the bench.

Only then did Louis get a good look at his bumpy stomach. As he stood up, he could feel his ass about to burst and he couldn't stop it. "Agh!!!" He could hear the cloth pop as he let a strong stream of piss and cum burst out of his ass in front of the crowd. Everyone cheered and soon gathered closer to get a good look at the emperor. Some even pulled his royal army's heads just to show them the spectacle their leader made. Louis was even more humiliated. He felt like he was just a child who wet himself in public, but he was not a child. He was an emperor who had his water broken in front of barbaric commoners as they cheer louder for him to debase himself more. And he did. He spread his asscheeks further, bent down further, and pushed for a stronger stream. He managed to make a fountain of cum with his ass. An achievement that he was sure his dad, Charles II Carolingian, the great emperor of Francia, never achieve.

"Fuck! We filled him up so much he couldn't hold it anymore! Hahaha!"

"You see that? That's your fucking emperor! No wonder you guys are pigs!"

"The stream keeps coming! Shit, just how much cum did he take? What a fucking pig!"

Louis himself didn't know how much cum he took or how long the stream would last. Even after the stream stopped, he could feel he still had more inside him.

"Alright, that's enough. The emperor needs to get ready for his wife at Pale. You asswipes can play around with these sluts here." Everyone groaned in disappointment.

"Hey, emperor! If you need more cocks, don't hesitate to visit us! We don't mind sparing some time for a date between you and our cocks!"

"Emperor, I heard your wife's pretty. Please send the regards from our cocks! Or if it troubles you too much, we can send the regards ourselves."

"Don't be jealous, baby! These asswipes here didn't know you're prettier than your wife. Once we sink our cocks once in her, we'll crawl back into your ass for sure!"

And more catcalls as he entered the roundhouse.

Seeing the emperor was no more, they turned their attention to the royal armies. They began lining them up with a fold-up body, ass up as usual, and told them to make a fountain. They laughed at the show before they began refilling them with cum.

Apparently, when the guard said he needed to get ready, he meant Louis needed to get his man ready. He was brought to Patrick in the chieftain room, giving him a morning blowjob, then bathe him with his tongue, then with a normal bathe, before turning Louis's face as a seat in his own expensive royal carriage. So now, they, MacCarthals and Louis, were on their way to meet Louis's wife while Louis licking and sucking the cums out of Rory's asshole.

"Fucking Eckert! This cum is so hard to come out! It must be that bastard's! You think you can make pregnant with your wimpy cum! Tough shit!" Rory roared as he pushed more cum into Louis's mouth.

"How do you know that was Eckert's dad?" Brian asked in between eating Brandon's ass. Both of them were having a sixty-nine on the floor, as Rory, Ferghal, and Patrick used Brandon's back as their footrest.

"It's obvious, the cum think he could make me pregnant because they were stupid like Eckert. The cum that was easier to come out was Connor's because they were a bunch of good boys." Everyone was visibly groaning, even Ferghal who was currently sitting on Patrick's lap while getting fingered.

"Fuck, Patrick. Not only do you want to break my back, now you want to give me a stepdad as well. Fuck sake, at the very least, don't make it that fucking wimp, Connor!"

"Yeah, I fucking regret it too... And don't fucking call him a wimp anymore or I'll fucking give your cunt to him and you can be his... I don't know, twentieth bitch." Patrick was regretting his decision. He didn't expect his dad will go all faggy on the man, but man, Rory didn't even hesitate to come running when Connor called for his cunt in his own bedroom while the guests were at their house. He took care of his frustration by fingering Ferghal rougher while marking the man on the neck.

They heard a knock on the door then a hand reached in from the opened window door giving Rory bread. The owner of the hand is no other than Connor riding a horse. "You must be hungry." He said giving Rory his biggest smile which made him look younger than his age. With that angelic smile and childlike attitude, nobody would've guessed he had just pounded the burly man and other muscular men into oblivion last night.

"You think this can fill my stomach, boy?"

Connor chuckled as he dropped another big bundle of ham and beef. "I had another thick sausage in my pants if you're still hungry. It comes with its own milk and beer."

"Heh, don't tempt me with good times if you can't make it last."

"Rory, be careful of what you wish for, cause you might just get it," Connor said as his head popped in to stare at Rory's eyes. "Open your mouth."

Rory did and kept it open as Connor spat into his mouth.

"Good boy." He said, before riding back escorting the carriage from behind.

Rory knew he didn't have to swallow the spit, he could just spat it outside in front of Connor's face for all he care, but he didn't. Instead, he gulped the spit with the loudest gulp everyone in the carriage could hear it.

"Fuck you're really turning into a bitch." Ferghal said.

For the first time in his entire life, he felt annoyed with Ferghal. After all, how could he say that to his old man while getting his cunt fingered no less. "Ferghal, I haven't beat your ass in a long while and you're forgetting who you're talking to. Don't make me discipline you in front of your brothers."

Ferghal quickly apologized while his other brothers scoffed. They totally didn't buy their dad's threat. There was no way Rory would ever discipline Ferghal.

Rory could sense his other sons' defiance, wanting to teach some manners to them so bad, except he couldn't. Patrick still had him by the balls. So all he could do was shit more cum into Louis's mouth. He even pulled back a little bit, making sure the cum sprayed Louis's handsome face and admired the man's beauty. Fuck, that blonde hair, blue eyes, sculpted nose, sharp jaw, and small pink lips looked even better coated with cum. Rory dropped his ass back and ground his ass around the emperor's face roughly while shitting the cum all over the face. By the time they arrive at Pale, Louis's handsome face and hair were slick with cum.

The villager who was conquered also gathered around to see the people who conquered them. They were surprised to see the entourage who were returning from Leinster. I mean, they knew most of the Frankish Royal Army men had a blasphemous relationship with the barbarian, but before, they still maintained their cultured image in front of the Yorkish people. Now, they seemed no longer to care what the Yorkish think as they rode their horseback to Pale naked with their dick standing proud. They weren't only naked, but everyone could clearly how messy and unclean they looked. Totally the opposite of the dignified look they always maintained when they wore their armor to intimidate the Yorkish. Now they looked unkempt and when the parade came closer, they could smell sex even from a good distance. As if that weren't clear enough, Some of the Frankish were riding together with a Leinster, or to be precise, riding the Leinster man as well as the horse. Some Leinster even had the Frankish riding facing them as the Leinster lead the horse. They used this opportunity to let the Frankish debased themselves further by having them spread their ass and showed the Yorkish citizens their battered hole. If that still wasn't clear enough, Pontikos being rolled up with his leaking ass up facing the front on the coach's seat surely sent the message. They could also see his body was tattoed from the neck down to toe with names, except for his cock which was tattoed a vagina, his tattoed ram back, and his ass cheeks. Such humiliating sight only angered the Yorkish more. They were defeated by these bitches? A farmer was so mad he dared to spank a Frankish army ass as they pass by, which were followed by others when they noticed the Leinster just laughed at the Frankish. They were so mad they were willing to pay to watch the Frankish men debased themselves, which the Leinster obliged by making a secret show where the Frankish could show them what they've been training in Leinster. Making a cum fountain using their ass. The Yorkish would pay a fortune just to see it, and they paid, even more, to see an exclusive show by the great general Pontikos himself. It started as a show, but then whenever a Frankish and a Leinster was around, patrolling the village or whatever, the Yorkish would pay the Leinster, and the Frankish would bend over and show them the fountain trick. If they didn't have enough cum, the Leinster would put a fresh one inside or, if the Leinster was feeling generous, he would let any Yorkish fill the Frankish soldier. They didn't even mind paying extra for a show by the great general Pontikos in his own office, that if he wasn't doing his duty, servicing Leinster men.

They soon realized it wasn't only the army that got bitchified. When the carriage door opened, Patrick, the only person clothed inside the carriage, was the first to come out then followed by his naked brothers, then Rory pushing the Emperor's head to his ass as they both came out with Louis trying his best to crawl to follow.

Rory shoved Patrick aside and kept walking around the crowd until they could clearly see him with Louis's face planted on his ass. He made a wiping motion using Louis's head as he farted into the face. He smiled wickedly before pulling Louis's head to face the crowd. "C'mon emperor, don't be a stuck-up prick and say hi to the commoners. Oh, don't forget the crown." He said grabbing the crown out of thin air and putting it on Louis's head

Everyone could see Louis's messy face was in contrast to the strong opinionated young king looked he had before. He was by no mean ugly, if anything, the cums and the mess only made him more alluring. No one could ever guess that someone could look as lewd like a slut as Louis right now, but still pretty and handsome. He still had that ruler look on his face which made it more alluring when you realized the high and mighty face was used as an asswipe.

"If you're done, dad, let's get inside because I can't wait to give my beloved brother here his birthday present."

"Me?" Ferghal pointed himself.

"Yeah, I won't be around on your birthday because I will be fucking pussies in Francia, but I got my beloved brother his birthday present. C'mon." He said as they walked inside.

Rory planted Louis's face back in his ass. He was about to follow Patrick when Connor suddenly appeared in front of him kissing him without warning. They ate each other faces for a while before pulling back smiling, well, Connor was smiling. Rory was blushing.

"Rory. Okay, listen to me for a second. Please trust me when I say Patrick loves the tribe and MacCarthal as much as you do."

Rory was listening, but he looked at Connor puzzled.

"Just, don't get mad at him. Give him a chance and trust him. If you can't trust him, then at least let him do his thing, no matter how much you dislike it. Hold yourself back, no matter what, okay?"

Rory looked at him suspiciously, but he still said, "I'll try, but I don't promise anything."

That wasn't enough for Connor. "Do better! I swear to god if anything you hurt him I am going to tie you up on my bed with your pussy leaking waiting for me to come home from Francia."

Rory scoffed, "Is that your threat? You need to work on that boy."

"I am not done yet, bitch. I'll have someone stuff your ass with so much drug you'll beg for a fuck from our Yorkish whores! You'll scream so loud I could hear it across the sea from Francia. And nobody will come to fuck you!"

Except maybe Eckert. That man would definitely risk his own ass to have Rory as one of his mares. Rory and his twitching ass knew this.

"So you better do as I said."

Rory nodded, but he was somehow upset Connor cared more about Patrick. But soon that anger dissipates when he felt Connor kiss him.

"Listen, I don't want to be mad at you. I really like you. I've been watching that ass even before I was spurting cum. Heck, my first cum was literally after I sneaked into your room, smelled your cum rag, and wanked until I cum into your cumrag. I've been using that cumrag ever since."

"You what!?"

"So please be good and do as I said. Patrick is my best friend and I do want both of you to be good to each other. You at least owed him to try after that deal he got us." Connor said as he caressed Rory's belly.

Rory sighed, "Fine, I won't be mad whatever he did."

Connor smiled like a child who had just gotten his candy, "Good. If you want a tapping, just go to my room." He said walking away but not before grabbing a Yorkish man from the crowd back to his room.

Rory smiled at Connor, then realized his own men sneered and giggled at him. He gave them the middle finger, before comically curving his ass and moving his fuck finger to point at Louis's head in his ass. He made a funny drooling face, then led a loud wet fart everyone could see the cum bursting through Louis's face which made them laugh including Rory himself. He wiped his ass again, using Louis' face of course, then made his way inside the castle.

When he arrived at the master bedroom, he was greeted by Ferghal crying on the floor. Rory didn't have to guess what made him cry as Ferghal's wife salivating was really hard to dismiss. Niamh was literally spread out naked on a chair with her cunt and her ass was open for everyone to see, and there were a lot of people in the room naked as well with their cocks and bodies glistening from cunt juices and sweat. Niamh's body was thoroughly used as well. You could see it from her reddish protruding nipples, her puffy cunts as well as her asshole, red handprints all over her body, puffy lips, and her messy sticky hair.

"Ferghal, didn't you always complain she never gave you her asscunt? It's weird, she gave it easily to us, let us go to town, emptied our balls in both holes, even had us rip her a new one inside as she said it. I think the reason why she didn't want to give you the ass cunt was because she's constantly keeping it filled with someone else's cum." The dwarf Louis saw yesterday said mockingly as he played with her clit as Niamh cried in pleasure. Patrick let Ferghal hear more of his wife's cry of pleasure as her clit was played by another man before he told them to leave. They left carried Niamh with two people grabbing her arms and legs from the side, letting everyone pass had a clear view on her battered holes. The dwarf even went as bold as stepping on Ferghal's head who was crying on the floor when he passed him.

Rory looked at Ferghal crying on the floor, and he turned raging at Patrick, "You Fucking Dickwad!"

Patrick just scoffed at him, "Shut the fuck up. That woman is a slut, and you know it well. It's time for you to spot spoiling him and let him see what that woman has been doing behind his back." As per Patrick's order, but nobody needed to know that.

Rory let out a frustrated groan, "You don't have to show it like this you, cunt!"

"I know, I don't. But you see, Ferghal also didn't have to kick my ass, humiliate me, rubbing off that our dad loves him more every time he gets, but he did. I know there are easier ways to fuck some sense into that thick skull you spoil so much, but I chose the hard way anyway. Much easier to get my point across." And much more satisfying to see his eldest golden boy brother cried and humiliated.

"Bullshit! you just want a fucking revenge!" Said, surprisingly, Ferghal rising to his feet, "I am going to fucking kill you!" He grabbed Patrick's collar.

"Yeah, and then what? Breaking the deal I got with Francia? Or Replacing me to settle the deal? You can. Do you listen to me? You can kill me off and give that cunt a new cock to fuck and he will be happy. But you might as well burn the freaking treaty if you think that's enough to keep the tribe prospering. That treaty is only a gateway for a bigger opportunity, bitch, and a fucking waste in your hands. And you and your pansy ass can't even see it. Do you think I don't know that's what you were thinking? You think the treaty was enough to make everyone happy when you replace dad as chieftain. You're going to just fucking sit at the roundhouse and eat yourself fat like him and won't even get half what he has."

"You don't know that!"

"You don't even know your wife banging half of the village until I show you! You think that wasn't obvious enough for me that you are a fucking hopeless cunt!?"

Ferghal scoffed and smirked a defeated smile, "So that's it huh, you fucking destroy my life to get you a better one as a fucking chieftain? Trust me, I wouldn't let you live happily even after this!"

Patrick also scoffed, "See, that's the difference between you and me. You did what you did because it makes you fucking happy, you selfish prick. I did what I did because I knew what's good for us, our family! I don't want to be a fucking chieftain! I am a waste for leading those fucked up cunts who are stuck in their traditions and life waiting to be obliterated by others. The world has grown a lot and we're still stuck in our woods! We save from the York now! Who'll say in the future?"

Patrick knew he got Ferghal when his grips loosen.

"The world is moving forwards, and we're moving too slow. And we'll move slower if you still this fuck up Rory let you be because he's too soft when he's with you. I showed you her like that because I want you to fucking grow up! You're fucking useless for a chieftain, and even Rory can see that."

Ferghal looked at Rory, seeking support from a father who always had his back. Rory would if only he wasn't realizing it too. He was too caught up with the euphoria from the fortune befallen on to them he forgot to see the situation for what it was. The tribe was nothing without Francia, no matter how much he wanted to say otherwise. They were far superior with their iron armor, and their weapons were much sturdier.

When they both stared at each other, Rory too realized Ferghal missed how dire the situation was. Patrick was right, he was too soft on the boy and now, the whole tribe would reap what he had sowed.

"Dad..."

Rory hung his head low in shame.

"Did you finally realize now? Your playtime is fucking over. It's balls time, and we need these fuckers to be ready." Patrick said as he reached for and played with Ferghal's balls. "My balls are tired of doing your job impregnating her."

Ferghal's jaw dropped so low Patrick thought it was going to fall off. It took him all of his conviction not to laugh at the sight, "Yeah, you haven't put any baby in her. All of those fuckers you called sons are all mine."

Everyone in the room was shocked as it was news for them as well, but the shock quickly changed to a condescending laugh at Ferghal.

The man's face was red with fury, or so Patrick thought until the man dropped to his knees hugging Patrick's legs crying, "Why!? Why did you do that to me!? Didn't you say you do everything for the tribe!? What those got to do with Niamh!? I love her, and you fucking destroy her just to get revenge on me! That's it, isn't it!?"

Patrick grabbed Ferghal's head and slapped it with his dick. "See, your stupid thick skull can't get it, can you? Your wife is a cunt, and everyone here knows that except you. Why do you think your wife produced extra lubed, as Rory put it, on your wedding night? That's because he fucked her before you both exchange vows!"

Ferghal turned around and looked up at Rory confused, "Don't blame him. He knew if someone got her before the ceremony, you wouldn't even know her cunt has been filled, and you didn't, that's why rather than having some certain Ackerman's cucking you and grabbing you by the balls like what they did with Dad's brother-in-law. He just didn't know I beat him to the cunt first." That's a lie. Patrick told Niamh to get into Rory's pants and fucking had Ferghal drink his cum straight from her cunt. Who would've thought the eldest boy would ask his dad about it and the dad just fooled his favorite eldest son before returning to bang the wife the second time.

Rory sighed. He guessed Patrick was right. He was horny because he was seduced by the woman. He was usually horny, but at that time, he was also seduced. But he did think it won't be good if the woman turned to someone else and got pregnant with the seed. "I am sorry, son."

Patrick grabbed Ferghal's head again and ground the face around his crotch.

"See? I did it for the tribe! For the fucking family!" He did it for himself.

"You see a woman and you fucking head over heels for her. Didn't even care she's ruining your family line!" To be fair, Patrick was the one who made Niamh seduce Ferghal and made him head over heels for her.

"You fucking weak because you love her! You can't even see her as who she is! A fucking slut!" Patrick was the one who made her a slut.

"I make her pregnant because somebody else would if I didn't." But that wouldn't happen because Patrick planned all of this just for his brother. Of course, she would be impregnated by Patrick and be married to Ferghal.

He pulled Ferghal's face away and made him look at his eyes.

"Did you finally see? Eckert could have a go at that fucking woman, make her a bitch, and she would throw you the second Eckert promise her to be one of his broodmares. And you know what'll happen? You'll forget your family and threw everything away like that fucking uncle we never talk about! You don't care a shit about our family, and here I am, despite how you treated me. Fucking kicked my face every time you see me, took everything I got, throwing me to a river, fuck, you threw me face down to a fucking cow's shit, treated me like one! I still fucking save you! Because you are my family."

Ferghal looked at Patrick. His eyes were teary as well. Ferghal thought for sure Patrick was about to cry. He just didn't know Patrick was about to cry from the laugh and the anger he was holding.

"I am sorry..."

"I don't fucking need your sorry. I need you to start thinking about the family. About the tribe. I am now the head of the house because we all know we all ended up at this point because of Rory's fuck up parenting. But that doesn't mean I don't need you. This tribe is all we've got, and we can't lose it. So I need you to grow the fuck up and start thinking."

Ferghal wiped his tears and looked at Patrick with determination and gratefulness which made Patrick know he had his eldest brother, "I will. I will learn to think about the family from now on."

Patrick smirked, "Yeah? You will? Why don't we start that learning process now."

"What do you mean?"

Patrick grabbed his balls and pointed them to Ferghal, "Kiss them."

"The fuck!?"

"You fucking forgot? These balls fucking save our family. Without them, you would be having a black-haired kid and fucking called him your son without even batting an eyelid. These balls made that woman hooked on our family and not be someone else's cumdump. These balls cuck you, saving your dumb head from destroying our family, and you will be thankful for it."

Ferghal looked at the balls. He wanted to cry again as he remembered his dream of a happy life with the one true love was crushed by those balls. But she wasn't his one true love, and these balls were the ones who showed him that while keeping him from destroying his family. And he couldn't help but feel guilty for all of those years bullying Patrick. Well, rather than guilty, it's more of a shame really. He couldn't believe the person he bullied was the one who knocked some sense into him. Granted, Patrick didn't do it for him. He did it for the family. And he did knock it the hardest way possible.

Even so, for Ferghal, at the very least, he needed to admit defeat. His brother had bested him as a better leader, and now he was just claiming his prize.

Ferghal kissed both balls one by one, and Patrick swore he could feel the gratefulness from the kisses.

"Lick it."

Ferghal did, and he maintained eye contact with Patrick, letting him know he had bested him.

"You should be more grateful. I fucking bathe today just for you, which I didn't even do when I fed his highness my cock yesterday."

Ferghal replied by sucking on the balls without even being told to do so. He sucked on them gently, but with enough pressure to massage the balls. A couple of times, he would also suck on them hard just to tease Patrick. Ferghal liked to be teased, and Patrick did too. Turned out there are more things common between them.

"Don't think I forget about you cunts. Louis, get in here besides my brother and share my cock and balls with him. And you three, I want to see some nasty make out."

Louis didn't waste any time crawling from Rory's ass to Patrick's cock.

Brian looked Rory with disgust on his face, "Nah, I don't like old—"

Rory shut him up by eating the fucking mouth. He always hated Brian's nosy mouth, but Patrick had shown him the best way to shut the mouth up. Have it munching on his twin's ass or mouth. So he did just that, only it wasn't with his twin anymore. Brandon the younger on the other hand dove right on Rory's tit as his hand fingered Rory's dried ass.

"I can't believe it's still tight dad. You had fucking cocks lined inside here and your cunt's still tight and hungry. It's fucking eating my finger. Hey Brian, you might want to check dad's pussy out. It's going to feel so great around our dicks. You want that too, don't you dad? Getting your cunt stretched out with our infamous red twin double dicking? I guess double dicking runs in the family huh."

Brian and Brandon gasped when they felt Rory's fingers teasing their pucker. Only nudged with a slight push, but strong enough to send shivers up the virgins' spines, "I can say the same for both of you too, sons. These cunts were so tight. They're inviting me to rip both of you open."

"What the fuck with that logic, Dad. You haven't picked up the brain you farted last night, didn't you?"

Rory could feel his patience run out on Brian, "I was joking about taking your cherry, but now I am seriously considering it."

Brian got the message and pulled Rory's face to make out again. The other twin got the message as well and he began assaulting his dad's body with pleasure, biting his nipples, while his hand playing with the other one, and jerking the cock with his free hand. Their dad's going to regret making them jacking him off as punishment whenever the twins went too far with their joke. Brandon knew exactly what to do to make their dad lose it. And he succeeded. Rory couldn't even refuse when both Brian and Brandon's fingers began dancing inside his ass.

On the other side, Patrick just laughed at the banter while grabbing Ferghal and Louis's head on each hand, directing them on the way they suck his cock. When Ferghal caught his eyes, he just smiled condescendingly.

Ferghal knew what he meant. He was kneeling side by side with Patrick's bitch serving his cock, getting acquainted with every part of his cock, and committing the taste and smell of that dick to his mind. It was a way for Patrick to tell him he was no more than a bitch for Patrick to use. The fucking insult he threw at him. Ferghal took it like a man. Or a bitch that he was. Somehow, looking at Patrick's green eyes, he knew he would do more than a blowjob, and his ass twitched. Somehow, he knew too how Patrick going to have his ass. And his ass gave another twitch.

Patrick pulled both of them away and looked at Ferghal closely, "Yeah, you remembered, didn't you? You told me you're going to defeat me so bad that I am going to give my ass to you willingly, and you'll refuse it." Ferghal nodded. "Then let's do that. Give your ass to me. Don't worry, I won't refuse it." He said as he laid on the bed, legs spread, holding his glistening dick up like a fucking tower. He moaned when Louis moved to suck his balls.

Ferghal hesitated, looking at the towering cock that was only a tiny bit thinner than his dad's huge cock. 9 almost 10" and almost as thick as a wine bottle; more importantly, that thing was going up to his tight virgin ass. Fergal looked at Patrick's winning face smiling. That man did let him hesitate so he could justify doing more horrible things to him, but Ferghal won't give him that. With sweat trailing down his forehead, he positioned himself standing on top of the cock, and lowering his ass slowly until he could feel the head pricking his ass.

"Just like that? Why don't I just push your ass down to the hilt like what you love to do to your bitches and make you scream like one?"

Ferghal's lips trembled as he looked at Patrick totally meant what he said, "Please, have mercy on me."

Patrick smirked as he pushed the hole lightly, teasing Ferghal, "Yeah? Why don't you say a few words to butter me, and my cock, up a little bit, brother? Louis's also helping you buttering my cock in other ways." He said as he farted at Louis.

"P-please, Patrick, your cock is so big it can't fit in my ass—"

"Pussy."

"Pussy. It won't fit my pussy."

"Really? Didn't you say my dick was too small for bitches to even feel it inside? Why don't we see if what you said is true?"

"No! I lied! I was jealous!"

"Was?"

"AM! I am jealous! Your cock is so big and thick, almost like dad. And I am jealous because you're the one who had the cock and not me. I should be the one who has it, I am dad's first son. Instead, he gave it to you, the worthless youngest." He said not realizing he was rambling his heart out instead. He was stupid.

"I see. Don't worry brother, I love you so much I am going to give you all of my cock." He said as he pushed Ferghal right on his dick.

Ferghal screamed when the dick forcefully opened his ass, ripping a new way when the flesh refused open, fucking bulldozing his way inside. But the first push only managed to push a few inches.

Patrick didn't stop. He kept pushing rougher and harder, making sure his brother felt the pain as every inch of his prick entered.

"DAD! DAD! DAD! PLEASE HELP ME, DAD!" He cried, with tears, a red face, and veins all popped out.

Rory awaken from his trance and rushed to Patrick, pushing his body onto the bed and choking the neck. His eyes red looking at Patrick as he was surely going to kill the man.

Patrick tried to breathe. He looked at Rory, tears streaming down his face, from the choking, and maybe something else. "So this is it then..." He forced himself to talk, "In the end, no matter what I do... He's still your golden goose, and I am your failure."

Rory looked at Patrick, he was no longer enraged, as much, but he was still choking Patrick. He was unsure.

"Kill me."

Rory let go and looked at Patrick coughing for his life. He looked around and saw his sons too looked at him expectantly as if they too didn't know what their dad going to do, Louis was standing beside him pulling Rory's hands away from Patrick to no avail. All of their cocks were all going soft, except Patrick's, which was still halfway inside Ferghal, and his own. He was sure, Patrick's cock, just like him, got harder even with his life on the stake. A true man in heart, just like his dad. Rory kicked Louis who was still trying to get him away from Patrick on the balls.

As if something finally dawned on him, Rory took Patrick's loincloth, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into Ferghal's unsuspecting mouth. He grabbed both Ferghal's shoulders as the man looked at him horrified, his whole body trembling, which made his ass spasm massage Patrick's dick making him moan.

"Stop being a pussy and take that fucking," Rory pushed Ferghal to the hilt, and the eldest son couldn't do anything but let a muffled scream out. "DICK!"

Patrick didn't let him enjoy his misery though. He changed their position, without getting his dick out, so now they were in doggy. "Give me all of your fucking loincloths."

All of them gave it to Patrick, except Louis whose fancy clothes left at Leinster to be MacCarthal prestigious cum rags on Feast day. He covered Ferghal's still screaming face with the loincloths and used it as a handle as he rode the shit out of Ferghal's newly minted cunt. He used his other hand to spank the asscheek.

"Fucking scream bitch! You're mine! Even dad won't help you now! He knew he failed as a father! Now, I am going to replace him as the head of the house, and teach you what he didn't, to know your fucking place! Don't! Fuck! With! Me!"

He kept pounding for long good minutes which felt like long hours of pain for Ferghal. He ended it with a deep push, then pulled out leaving only.

"I am not heartless to my bitch. I can make it good for you. All you need to do is angle my dick right on your pussy button, I know you knew where it is, we all know where that fingers go when you wank off." Thanks to Niamh.

Ferghal, who wanted nothing but a break for his ass, didn't even hesitate. He even spread his legs wider and open his ass as he breathe heavily to the loincloths. He was utterly destroyed and now, Patrick will make sure the man remembered it forever.

Patrick dove down slowly, pushing inch by inch to the Ferghal's joybutton as the man was slowly driven towards madness. He had been stimulating the place with his fingers many times in front of his wives when she didn't want to give it but wanted to watch Ferghal pleasure himself. He even let her fingerfuck him until he came. But nothing was like this. The scorching pain he felt in his ass suddenly eclipsed by the increasing pleasure sending shivers to his backbone. It was nothing like his fingers at all.

Patrick pushed in all of his cock until nothing left except the balls. Even his feet were lifted off to make sure his cock was all in. Now, Ferghal would remember that Patrick owned him, and the shape of his cock would be imprinted forever in that ass. He could tell from the way Ferghal's muscle was massaging his cock and from the way Ferghal tried to inhale air through the loincloths like he was inhaling drugs. He stayed in that position for a while, driving Ferghal further into bitchdom, and yes, unlike Rory, he wanted Ferghal to be his bitch. Not the extent of Louis, but bitch enough to know who own his pussy. He caught Rory's eyes looking at him while he and his brothers were slapping the kneeling emperor's face with their dicks.

Rory snorted when Patrick mouthed a kiss. He turned back to Louis and gave the face one hard smack with his half-hard cock. He pulled his dick and hung it in front of Louis's face and laughed as he watched Louis eyeing the cock like a dog eyeing bone while being slapped with cocks and sprayed with precum, "Fuck! I can't fucking believe I lose the fucking bet. Look at you, where the fucking disgusted look you gave me the first time we met? Fucking looking down at my army just because we're living in a village and you in a stone castle. Look who fucking win the siege?" He grabbed Louis by the hair and cock-slapped him again emphasizing each of his next words, "Our cocks won it, while your army carrying our cums."

He pressed Louis's face right on his shaft and ground, "I should've fuck you the first time we met. Rip off your clothes and ram my cock inside you in front of your guards and chancellor. Then I had you show me around your army with my fat cock stretching your ass and I would call men to rail your army right there destroying their cunt just like I destroyed their emperor's ass."

Louis pulled out his tongue tasting Rory's shaft as it iron his face now slick with precum.

"Yeah, I know you'd prefer that too. But of course, you just had to give it to the fucking dickwad first. My fucking dickwad of a son. Fucking trap me in his plan like a dumb bitch. Why don't you become my bitch? It wasn't too late, dump his ass. I have more meat than him anyway. What do you say?" He stepped away while looking at Patrick still in the same position leaning on Ferghal's back while playing with the tits as the eldest breathed hard through the loincloths. When he noticed his youngest trying his best to stay calm, he smiled wider. He believed he could switch the table on his sperm and return the favor by humiliating him next. He might have got a newfound respect for Patrick, but he still needed to reassert dominance over the squirt. He gave Patrick a smile that said his cunt was next on the butcher table which he knew his son got when he saw the asscheeks contracted.

Louis looked at the leaking dick and drank the precum straight from the tap. He groped Rory's two egg-sized balls and massaged them lightly.

"Yeah, drink the shit baby. Taste what you could get from being my bitch. I will treat you like a fucking empress. You'll spend your life on my bed ass ups getting filled with my baby batter. The only thing you need to do is only pump my red-haired baby out of your cunt."

Louis pulled away then looked at Rory as if the man just said the most boring thing in his entire life. He gave Rory a condescending smile that somehow felt more insulting when the emperor's face was literary covered with ass juice, cums, precums, and God's know what else. "You are bigger than him yet you have less than a half of what he has."

Brandon stepped away trying to hold his laugh, while Brian having no fear laughed out loud, even slapping Rory on the ass cheek. "That probably burns your ass more than Connor's cock!"

Patrick also let out a winning laugh. "My fucking good bitch. I'll fucking give you the world, I promise."

Louis smiled proudly, not like a puppy dog, but more like it was ridiculous for everyone to think he would agree to a life with a singular one fucking cock. A smile that didn't last long as Rory's cock was trying his best to wipe it off the emperor's face.

"Slut! If you dare to mock me at least clean your face first! Oh wait, his highness did request to take a bath this morning, didn't he? Here let me help his highness." Rory grabbed Louis by the hair and let out a strong piss stream straight on the face. "What are you twats doing? Get in here! Clean up his highness." Both of the twins gladly shower the emperor with their smelly liquid golds.

Rory didn't stop there, he pushed his piss-slit right into Louis's nostril and watch as the man coughed his piss a second after, he did a couple of times jumping between nostrils. He watched Louis writhing and tearing but couldn't say anything in joy. He didn't even realize when Brian pissed on his thigh, cock, and bush instead. He didn't even realize when some of the streams splashed on his beard "accidentally".

Rory let Louis go, and the emperor was about to beg for mercy when Rory pushed his still streaming dick into the open mouth, pushing straight to his throat sending the piss straight to the gut, "Let's make sure you're clean off from the fucking barbarian dirt, your highness, both outside and inside."

Patrick's bush was thick, but even that could only cover half of his lower face with the hair pushing in through his big nostrils. Rory's, on the other hand, buried all parts of his face inside the red forest making his hair look like a blond bush surrounded by red hair. The bush, despite being wet with piss, was still as hard as copper wires as it tickled Louis's nostrils reaching further back trying to meet with other hairs filling the inside of his ears. He swore he could hear insects buzzing somewhere. The smells of sweats, drying cum, drying piss, fresh piss, precum old and new, all filling his nose, no, all filling his entire head. He finally knew what disgusting was, and he loved every second he spent inside Rory's nasty pube forest.

"Make sure you don't kill him, dad."

"I'll fucking get you a new one! Fuck, I'll get you a true emperor this time, not a fucking self-proclaimed like him. Looking at me like I am a fucking cockroach! Why don't you say hi! I am sure there's one living there."

Louis tried to produce the best "hi" as he could by grunting.

"Fuck that, I think your cock was about to burst through his ass, look at the hole gasping for air! Fuck! Is that cum? He fucking leaks out his spare cum for lube! Hahaha!"

"Heh! Fucking slut! Just a second ago you refuse my cock, now you want me to feed it to your cunt." After a seemingly unending stream, Rory pulled out leaving just the head, and let Louis suckle out the last of the piss. "I'll give it to you if you become my bitch." He hadn't given up.

"You'll give it to him when I told you so. But for now, I think you need to pay Ferghal with your pussy first. It's your shit parenting fault he ended up a loser." Patrick pulled Ferghal backward without letting his dick go or move an inch. Now, Ferghal was back riding him, the difference was his dick was hard as a rock. Patrick pulled of the loincloths revealing Ferghal's red face as red as his ginger hair gasping for air. His eyes were just as red, and his face was a mess with drying snots and tears all over his face. Patrick laid on the bet enjoying Ferghal trying his best to rub his spot using the dick inside his ass slowly.

Ferghal's legs were spread showing his hard dick to Rory who just stared at them, watching his eldest favorite son rutting himself on the youngest cock with a face full of bliss. It's not the first time he saw the leaking cock, but knowing that thing going inside him, wrecking his already wrecked cunt, fuck, did he just push excess cum to lube his ass like the fucking bitch emperor?

"C'mon dad, it's time to make your dream come true. You're no virgin, you've literally been fucked by Eckert and all of your counselors, does that make you less of a man than them? No. You can still crush them and destroy their cunts if you want to. So what's stopping you now? Definitely not incest, you've had the twins drink your cum straight from the tap since they were children."

As if being summoned through magic, Rory could feel the hunger for Ferghal's dick that he never knew existed, refused to acknowledge, rose like the warmth of alcohol rose from his belly spread to his body. Fuck, it's not alcohol. It's his horniness spread from his dick to his body. No, it was his pussy that was flaming in anticipation, screaming to be fed as it leaked more excess cum. He was a pussy cat in heat. Rory spat on Louis's face before throwing him to the side and beelined for Ferghal's cock. He pushed Ferghal a little bit so they could make room for him, and his big fat ass, as he climbed onto Ferghal's legs.

"Dad?"

He heard Ferghal whisper in a shaky voice finally noticing his dad without stopping grinding his butt. Somehow, seeing his son like this make him hornier. He lowered his already wet cunt down to the cock, without breaking eye contact. It wasn't as hard as when Connor's enter him, or as pleasurable, but then again, he didn't have Eckert's cum inside him. And Eckert's grandsons'. That fucking man bitch-slapped him awake in the morning while everyone passed out so he could be aware when Eckert had his pre-teen grandsons fucked their cum into him. Eckert knew the nowhere to be seen Patrick wouldn't know this ever happen because there was no way Rory would ever let his son know of his humiliation. Fucking Eckert, who would've thought his grandsons could cum so much? Almost like a fucking MacCarthal. Fuck, could they be his sisters' broods? It didn't matter, at the very least, the cum helped him push his son's cock into his cunt. They were groaning in pleasure, and soon, his ass was planted on Ferghal's thigh.

"Dad..." Ferghal called sweetly, letting his dad get used to his size.

"Ferghal, you dickhead. That man is the reason why you end up speared on my cock! He had you get his sloppy second, fuck probably sloppy tenth, from your wife on your wedding night! You want revenge, right? I fucking give you revenge on a silver platter not for you to call him like he was your wife!" He said giving a thrust to emphasize his point.

That was when Rory could see the change in Ferghal's eyes, from longing to realization, to anger, and then he felt his ass being churned. No, really, the sperm inside was being churned. Ferghal didn't only pound him with all of his might, he also shook the much bigger Rory's body on his cock. Pulled and impaled it right in without rhythm whatsoever, except for the sloppy wet sound. Rory groaned louder when Ferghal bit his tit and pulled hard as if he was trying to bite it off. He didn't aim for Rory's sweet spot nor did he want to make it pleasurable for his dad. He was using Rory for his pleasure and revenge for what happened to him these miserable nights, especially when Patrick took his cherry. Fuck, he was sure his ass was still bleeding and probably would get teared again since he was also impaling himself violently on Patrick's cock. To his youngest brother's credit, Patrick did make sure his cock always hitting Ferghal's joybutton.

Rory? He was as hard as a rock. Yeah, he preferred Connor's pounding more as the man make his ass sung and hummed for him. But there was just something so hot about having his favorite eldest son using his cock to wreck his cunt, exert his power on him, make him see stars, and groan in defeat. He was so proud of his son his cock spraying precum everywhere like he was pissing. Rory leaned in to kiss Ferghal, but he got spat with spit as if Ferghal was trying to shoo him away with the spit. Ferghal didn't stop spitting even after Rory stay still.

Meanwhile, Patrick looked at the twins currently fingering Louis facing the open door. At the door, the guards, Maxence and Vincent, were standing and looking at their emperor smiling condescendingly. The first time they met the Leinster, it was them who were getting fingered while Louis looked at them like they were the most disgusting creatures in the whole world. They were cumming so hard, multiple times that day when they realized the emperor was looking at them in fury and were so sure they were going to be hanged. Now the table had been turned. Louis, fully naked, was spurting precum as he was getting finger fucked by the twins in front of his fully armored guards. He was even more of a slut than those guards were when the twins fingered them. Maxence even dared to walk inside and slapped Louis's 7" hard cut cock making it bounce before returning to the door. It was so humiliating and yet Louis opened his legs wider for the twins. He opened wider for more fingers when his hole felt it wasn't enough. It was still not enough. Luckily, his stud noticed.

"Brandon, finger won't satisfy that fucking cunt. Stick your cock in it and have his highness lick Dad's cunt while he's pounded. Brian, get your asscunt over here. My mouth getting dry from teaching you fuckers how to fuck."

Louis's hole wasn't even given a second to breathe after the fingers disappeared before it was filled again with a much bigger and harder thing. Brandon's cock. He was moaning in pleasure and was sure he was giving the most humiliating and debasing face to his guards. The thought amplified the pleasure he got when Brandon's cock grazed his spot. He wondered how Brandon could manage to strum his spot making him sing even as he moved Louis's around. He then was moved into his position, bending over facing Ferghal's cock pounding Rory's ass, while impaling himself on Patrick's cock. He looked at his meals, Rory's battered cunt that started to get puffy after it was relaxed from Louis's tongue massage earlier. Now the cuntlips were even puffier than before, with cum frothing around it and Ferghal's cock. Louis watched as some of the liquid cum leaked out before being pushed back by the cock forming bubbles on their way inside.

Then his face was mashed to the frothing cum.

"Let me help you get a closer look, your highness," Brandon said as he ground Louis's face around the frothing cum, getting his face slapped by Ferghal's ball in the process and some cum spilling on his face when Ferghal's cock missed Rory's cunt. Brandon pulled his face away, "Fucking hell, your highness. You only have one job. To fucking eat. What a fucking useless emperor. No wonder your people need our cocks! Here let me help you, again!" And the same thing repeated only this time Louis was ready to lick and suck whatever Brandon pushed his face onto.

Meanwhile, Brian was already straddling Patrick's face, grinding his asshole on the sticking tongue. "Too bad I don't cum to feed you lil' bro."

"We can change that soon enough." He said when he felt Ferghal's ass muscle building up more pressure.

"Yeah? You're going to take your big bro's cherry? Brandon's too?"

"Cunts, you already took each other's cherry."

Both Brian and Brandon laughed, "I guess there's nothing you didn't know, huh."

Patrick pulled away and smirked from under Brian's ass, which looked sexier with Brian's hard cock covering half of his face, "I also know all of your children were mine. All ten of them. Both you and Brandon."

Instead of getting angry and having a meltdown like Ferghal, Brian grabbed Patrick's face and pushed it to his asshole again, grinding it even harder. "Fuck that was so hot! I guess you know about our bet then?" Brandon and Brian had a long-lasting bet, they would share their wife and see whose the next child-born father was. "You hear that Bran. Turns out our little bro here won all those bets. Too bad I won't give you the prize I won. Here, for compensations, my ass and cock are yours, and everything inside as well." He said pushing his ass on Patrick's face harder mockingly then farted. "There, a bonus, just for my baby brother. I hope you like it." Patrick just chuckled. All of them knew he already owned their family asses. "See Ferghal, they're all sluts, no need to cry for them. Or later, when I added my brat to your family tree."

"Yeah, keep talking and I might just replace bitch dad with your bitch cunt!"

Brian laughed. Patrick lifted Brian's ass and moved on to his balls. Brian gasped in surprise and smirked at his little brother.

"Fuck, I didn't know you're famished like a slut, lil' bro. Here, another one. Taste just as good." He pulled Patrick's face away and quickly replace the balls with another one. "Yeah, I bet you like that. I know you're always jealous of our balls."

Balls were the only thing he got less from his father's big set of balls. Ferghal inherited his balls straight from Rory, and while the twins' sets weren't as big, they are bigger than Patrick's. He didn't feel insulted. Instead. he thought it was funny when he realized all his smaller-sized balls were the sole contributors for Rory's grandchildren.

Brian pulled his balls away, then ground the entirety of his shaft on Patrick's face, "Don't be jealous, baby. Those balls gave dad fourteen babies and fucked the Emperor of Francia. If anything, we should worship those balls."

Patrick's ego was so goated he forgot Brian grinding his sweaty cock on his face. "Fuck yeah! Do you hear that dad? My balls fucking own all of you, and you're going to worship it whenever I want. And you better be proud of it! And don't be ashamed of wanting Ferghal's cock anymore, or Connor, or mine. And don't let that fucking Ackerman thing he got something on you just because you ride cock! Fuck, he should give you cock when you demand him and kiss your sweaty balls after! If your bitches got cock and you want to ride it, they better give it to you! You're my bitches and my bitches are no one's bitch! Do you hear that?" He said didn't even care his voice was muffled by Brian's cock and balls.

"Yeah yeah, pretty sure we hear you. You must be thirsty, let this bitch feed you his milk." Brian pushed his cock into Patrick's willing mouth.

When the cock went in too fast, Patrick tried to hold Brian's legs. But the man didn't have any of that and pushed harder ignoring Patrick's groan. Soon, the groan was replaced by the sound of gargling and choking as Brian skullfuck his brother. "Yeah, baby, get that fucking milk out of your bitch!"

Patrick got excited and began moving his hips. Thrusting his cock straight to Ferghal's sweet spot which he remembered even while choking on a cock, which set a domino effect on his brother who pounded faster. Brandon too tried to follow the rhythm of his brothers, but his ass felt empty as well. Only Brian was the one who knew he liked his ass played, but after Patrick's speech, he too was willing to step outside his comfort zone. "Sluts, get your fingers to work." He said spreading his ass to the guards which happily approach. They would make sure they returned the favor they owed to the MacCarthal. Brandon didn't know the two guards loved their wives so much they were willing to spend minutes fingering their wives squealing into completion. Soon, Brandon was squealing as he fuck Louis harder. The guards also took this opportunity to have revenge on Louis by slapping his cock and balls, grappling it, pulling it, and even daring to slap his face and pull his hair. They told him to squeal and snort like a pig, which he did, as they pulled him by his balls to meet Brandon's thrust, which they helped to push as well thanks to their fingers inside Brandon's ass. Louis was sure if his balls had 20 years worth of cum like last night, he would already spewing cum left and right. Even his bladder felt empty. But after some time, He could feel his balls, even while getting tortured by his guards, getting ready to spew out some more cum. He could see the MacCarthals were also nearing shooting off their cum as they began pounding faster and spouting more profanities. He could feel his cock firing off as he squealed louder much to the delight of his guardsmen. He could feel Brandon too filling his ass, adding another load to his cum bank.

"Fuck baby, here comes the milk! Drink it! Drink my load you piece of shit!" Brian shoved his entire digit into Patrick's mouth feeding him cum straight to his gut as the man thrust forward emptying his loads inside Ferghal. The eldest in turn impaled himself on Patrick's cumming cock harder and came seconds after. But Rory's cock didn't cum, it remained hard and it felt insulting to Ferghal.

"Cum you fucking sow!"

Ferghal's commanding voice hit Rory like a brick if a brick was that pleasurable. He had heard Ferghal ordering around their men before, but this time it was different. Not only his voice was different, more assertive and dominant, but also this time he was commanding Rory, his father, after the man gave him a grudge fuck for fucking his wife and being a shit father destroying his cunt like a slut. He was so proud he came buckets from the command coating Ferghal's torso with his cum. He threw his father away on the floor like a sack of meat. "Don't forget to clean up your man."

Ferghal grunted as he went to his knees and cleaned up Patrick's cock.

After Ferghal finished, Patrick slapped his cock some more on Ferghal. "Get dad on the bet, cunt." He said to Ferghal, then he walked toward Louis still bent over with his ass still attached to Brandon by the hips. He grabbed him by the hair making the emperor's drowsy eyes look at him, "We still have one more wife to take care of." He smirked at Louis.

Louis gulped. He remembered hearing something about his wife this morning, or maybe even last night, but they never talked about it. About his wife possibly getting impregnated by Patrick's magnificent cock giving Francia a barbarian heir. If the treaty was like his stud driving his middle finger right up Francia's ass, this was him impaling Francia on his cock to the hilt from the first thrust, which didn't sound too bad if Louis's ass was asked. His wife might be a brunette, but he noticed all of MacCarthal were red-haired. What would happen if his wife did get pregnant and she gave birth to a red-haired son? What would happen if he show his courtiers, his people, his first-born son who has red hair as he proudly pronounce him his heir? They would know he was cucked as they stared at him smiling at them proudly. Those condescending and mocking stares from his lowly courtiers, he would be utterly humiliated and degraded, then he would cream his pants in front of everyone.

"Yeah, he is excited for the talk, brother," Brandon said when his half-hard cock was squeezed by Louis's ass muscle.

"No..." He managed to muster despite the growing hardness on his cock which had just gone soft from cumming a second ago.

"No what, cunt?" Patrick asked slapping Louis's face.

"Anything but that... My kingdom... My people... My family... They won't be happy. It's too much. I can't do that. Please." He looked at Patrick with pleading eyes, which made him look far more handsome than he was. Thus, making Patrick hornier.

"Why are you saying, please? You're a fucking emperor. You can refuse it if you want to. But that's not the reason why you were saying please. Not your kingdom, fuck your people, and fuck your family. The reason why you said please is that you want it too. You want to make me happy, you want to have your wife carry my children for you to call it son, you want to do it as much as I am. And the reason why you said please is that you know if I told you to do it, you will do it."

Louis's ass squeezed Brandon's cock harder. "I can't. We can't. Everyone will be mad. My family... will be ruined."

Patrick caressed Louis's face, "The child will carry your family name, so Francia still belonged to Carolingian. We're just adding new hair color to your family tree. As for everyone, fuck them. You're the emperor. They can be mad at you and they'll still have to stick their cock in you if you told them. Fuck, they'll fuck better when they're mad, look at Ferghal." He leaned in and kissed Louis's messy face on the lips. Not steamy or lustful, just a soft reassuring kiss. "Trust me. I told you, we've been through this before. I'll give you all of the cocks in the world. All you need to do is just trust me."

"Disgusting. Bitches should obey what their stud said even giving up his wife. You're too soft on that bitch, Patrick."

"Shut up, bitch! Let the man of the house speak!" Ferghal slapped Rory on the face. Instead of getting mad, his cock started leaking precum again.

"But..."

"But means you didn't trust me. Look what I can give you when you trust me. Your fucking dream. All cocks you can dream of. But I need you to trust me, and this is the trust I need you to give. I need you to fully accept I am your man."

"Why? I trust you."

"Then why did you ask me not to give you an heir? If you trust me, you'd say yes because I know you want it too."

"I... My father would be disappointed in me."

"What do fathers know about their son? My father was disappointed in me and I fucking turn him into a bitch. If you're so afraid of your father, I am going to fuck with him too. I don't care your father is bones beneath the earth, I'll fucking piss on his grave if he dared to be disappointed in you, and let my men piss on it for good measure. You're my bitch, all you need to care for is me."

"You don't understand! He... he has high hopes for me, everyone too. He educated me to be like him, to rule with greatness. If he looked at me like this, what would he say?"

Patrick grabbed Louis's face, "He'd say nothing because he would be too busy drinking my piss. I don't care if he was Charles II the great, almost conquering half of Europe like your ancestor. All I care, if he dares to make my bitch sad, I am calling a necromancer and have him be a bitch in my ancestors' graveyard." He kissed Louis roughly. He made sure Louis was drinking all of his salivae as him he was trying to wash away Charles's grips on Louis's mouth. He pulled away and looked Louis in the eyes again, "And you're great. Just because you take cocks inside you doesn't mean you're lower than anyone. Especially not when I am your man. You can be yourself all you want, being a submissive bitch who loves to be degraded and they'll worship you like a god, and they'd be grateful if you decided their cocks were worth for your cunt. I'll be your stud, your man, making sure you get all the cocks you want and you'll respect me and obey me, and I'll give you the world and kill everyone who dared to hurt my bitch."

Louis could feel his cock was rock hard, he could imagine his father was in the room kneeling with his royal garment and crown as he too was fed piss by the MacCarthals. His father, who was bigger than him, had blonde long hair just like him, and a beard that told Louis he was more than a man than Louis's smooth face, was getting his face impaled on Rory's cock and his sharp and pointy nose planted in Rory's thick disgusting pube forest just like he had been. Could Patrick truly do that? If his father who was in his place and not him?

This was it. The time he fully committed himself to Patrick, to follow whatever he wished no matter the cost for him for a life filled with cocks. He could envision his life with him, just like in here, but in Francia, where he would be bent over at Paris's town square as people take turns filling his ass. What about the church? What about the nobles? What about his family? This man, the man he barely knew, could he truly handle them? Could he truly trust him?

Louis was unsure, and Patrick knew just the perfect solution to make a bitch more decisive. He pulled Louis off from Brandon's cock, and made him face a much bigger cock, Rory's. "If you're being a good bitch, I'll reward you with that."

Rory smirked as he slapped his dick around his belly. "I can guarantee you this cock will wreck your cunt. He wants to fuck you the first time we met, but hold it off because he thought you're a stud. Turns out you're a bitch and now he's angry you didn't spread your cheeks and present that emperor pussy to him from the beginning. He'll pound some respect into that cunt, and after we're finished, you'll give your wife to my son and replace her for a prettier one if he wants."

Just a look at the leaking cock Louis's head was already spinning. His ass was hungry for the cock, and it was already lubricating using excess cum again.

"That is just one cock. I'll give you thousands more."

Patrick's voice sent shivers from his ears down his spine right inside his hole.

"I'll you need to do is just be my good bitch and obey whatever I say, and that cock will dive right in here." He said as he fingered Louis's sloppy ass slowly and jacked his cock. "Give in. Embrace your slut, and let me take care of everything else. If they can't accept your cunt, I'll ram their cunts with my cock."

As the fingered assaulted his spots sending pleasures to his brain, the image of his country, his people, and his family crumbled. The last of his defense was crumbling and Patrick noticed. He began biting Louis's neck softly and had the guards suckle on the balls one each. When Louis finally started to rut on his fingers, they pulled away. He was moaning in disappointment and looked at Patrick like a child losing his candy or like a horny bitch losing his cock. "Please..."

"You'll have my son as your heir?"

When Louis hesitated, Rory got up from his bed, stood right behind Louis, and began slapping his cock on Louis's hole, "My cock's getting impatient bitch! If you fucking make me wait any longer, I'll fuck you right now and send you and your wife home back to your throne with ass full of cum just like the Yorkish count and his wife!" He said grabbing Louis's neck from behind. He felt Louis's ass clamped on his cock. "Yeah, you would like that. I know you're a bitch. Fuck, I should've been the one claiming you, and your wife would carry my seeds, and you'd have nothing to say. And yet my son decided to treat you like his lover, give you all the cocks you want, and give you a choice to submit. You better treat him with respect and be a good fucking bitch already."

"Agh!" Louis screamed when Rory slapped him hard.

"You'll be a good bitch, Cunt!?" Another spank.

"Agh! Yes! Yes! I'll be a good bitch!" Another spank.

"Insolent cunt! Disobeying my son! You'll give your wife to him!?" Another spank.

"Yes! I'll give my wife to him!" Another spank

"You are going to have my grandson as an heir!?" Another spank.

"Yes! I'll have his son as my heir! I'll treat him like my own son!" Another spank.

"No! Cunt! You'll serve him like you're a bitch even when he's a baby, you hear me!?" A couple of hard spanks.

"Yes! Yes! I'll be his son's bitch!" Such a thought, Louis was surprised he wasn't cumming already.

"Or," Patrick grabbed Louis away from his father's grip, "You could choose to live with our wife instead of me, and we'll give you one last fuck. Then you can return to your prudent life without my cock or anyone, with only your wife's cunt to fuck." He looked at him with tender eyes but also assertive.

This was an ultimatum. Surrendered his life to his cock or return to his wife. And he knew he couldn't look for another cocks, the fact that he could enjoy the whole village was all thanks to Patrick. He himself wouldn't dare to do such blasphemous things. He wouldn't even imagine he'd shove his face in someone's ass and let the person fart on him in front of a crowd. He wouldn't let himself be fucked silly with his crown dangling on his cock in front of commoners. He wouldn't consciously debase himself in front of commoners by making a fucking cum fountain out of his ass. He wouldn't, but he did, and he enjoyed every second of it. Yesterday was like a blessing for him for he could finally be himself. Let himself go of the bind his royal and religious life entrapped him in. He finally had a taste of heaven on earth. How could he let that go? His father would be disappointed in him, yes, but he can drown himself full of Patrick's piss if he dared to take that away from Louis.

"You... I choose you." Patrick slapped him.

"You're going to question me again?"

Louis shook his head as he got another slap.

"You're going to obey me from now on?"

Louis nodded.

Patrick lifted his chin, "You're going to trust me, respect me, and do everything I said?"

"Yes, I will."

Patrick grabbed Louis's balls and massaged them lightly, "Who's my good bitch?"

"I am!" Louis replied as he ground on Patrick's hand like a good bitch letting his stud know he was in heat.

"Good bitch. Now, you can ask my dad for your reward." He said letting go of the balls, and went to a chair with his brothers.

Louis turned to Rory who smiled at him cruelly, "Yeah, I am going to reward you by beating some respect into your slutty cunt! Insolent brat! Acting like you own the world because you're born emperor. You're a bitch, and your place is ass up face down on a bed. What are you waiting for bitch!? Get into your place!"

Louis scrambled into position on the bed. He prostrated with his ass up legs spread apart, and his face planted on the wet bed. He grabbed both of his asscheeks as he presented his asshole for Rory.

"What do you say, cunt!?" a cock slap on Louis's crack.

"Please fuck my ass!"

"Did Patrick not teach you how to beg, cunt!? Did he not teach you that is a cunt, not an ass!?" He delivered a slap on Louis's balls.

"Please! Please fuck my royal pussy with your mighty barbarian cock! Show my pussy his place! Please teach him how to respect his man's cock!" He moaned when he felt Rory's cockhead teasing his hole.

"I am going to teach you respect, but I am not going to fuck you. I am going to wreck your cunt And you're going to beg for it!" He said as he pushed his cock inside.

"Ugh!!! Please wreck me! Wreck my emperor cunt! Split my pussy in half!"

Rory kept pushing when suddenly Louis's body shuddered hard. He found the spot. "Heh, look what I found cunt." He said as he began scratching the spot with his bulbous cockhead.

"Fuck!"

"Yeah, scream cunt! Show your stud you like his cock!" He said as he drove his cock inside, filling Louis's ass to the brim.

"Fuck me!!! Harder! Tear my cunt with that big cock! Please! Fuck the shit out of me! Teach me my fucking place!"

"Yeah, I am going to put you in your place, emperor. Under my fucking cock with pussy turning your insides out! Don't you know that's where whores belong? Your daddy emperor never taught you that!?"

"No, he never did! Fuck, he never taught me cock would feel this good. He was as prudent as the priest! His cock only hard for war and God, and not for me or my mother!"

"Fuck you had a horrible dad! He probably was a bitch too if he didn't plow your mother well! Fuck! If he's still alive, I fucking plow his cunt so he can teach you how to be a bitch! Now I'm going to be your daddy and teach you how to be a good bitch! Filling in his position and filling in your cunt as well. You like that cunt!?" He said as he increased the pace.

"Oh, God! Yes! Daddy! Yes! Fuck me!"

Rory pulled Louis by the hair and ground it around his stinking pits while keep fucking him, "You're going to listen to your man from now on, cunt?"

"Yes! Yes! Harder!"

"You're going to give your man everything he wants including your wife!?"

"Yes! God! I'll give him my wife, I'll name all of his sons my heir! I'll even legitimize his bastards if he wants me to!"

"Good! Did you finally learn your place cunt?"

"Yes! Yes, Daddy! Please, fuck me harder!"

Instead, Louis felt his ass suddenly empty and he groaned in disappointment, but he was soon carried and brought to a window. Rory opened a window, then he lifted Louis off his feet standing with Rory's cock head just pressing the hole battered lips. Louis looked outside the window, to a small courtyard that serve as an outside canteen for his army to eat. He could see Leinster army were currently having lunch and his own army serving them naked. Some of them fed the Leinster straight from their mouth, some others were fed cocks from their ass. Louis could also see the Yorkish gathered on the street just outside the courtyard beating off their meat watching his army debase themselves proudly. Some of the Leinster even entertained them by fucking his men right in front of them, some allow the Yorkish to skullfuck them, some others bring a few Yorkish to the courtyard and watch them putting on a show fucking the Frankish.

"That is who you Frankish are. Who you are. A bunch of cunts who need filling! That is your place! Now, squeal hard like a fucking pig and let everyone know who's the sluttiest whore around! Can't let them beat their emperor, can we?"

Louis heard Rory whisper although Rory didn't need to tell him to squeal. Rory rammed his cock to the hilt so hard that Louis didn't even know he was squealing so hard that everyone now turned to look at him being fucked from the window with cock watering the plants below with cum from each thrust.

"Who owns you cunt!?"

"You did, Daddy! You own my cunt! You own my emperor cunt!"

"What about my family!?"

"They own me! All of their cocks own me! I am MacCarthal cocks' bitch!"

"Tell them I have a huge cock!"

"Fuck! Daddy Rory has a huge cock!"

Seeing the emperor being fucked silly like a whore that he was, everyone in the courtyard got railed too. Both Leinster and Yorkish fuck the Frankish harder, Frankish who weren't being fuck was now being pounded as well. The Yorkish were no longer watching as they brazenly approach the fuckfest with their hard cocks, which the Leinster welcomed. Soon, they were pounding all of the Frankish silly, even pulling everyone who passed by into the fuckfest. When they saw Yorkish were lacking bitch, Leinster would order their own bitch, a Leinster because the Frankish were too busy taking cocks, to look for another Frankish cunt.

Such a sight, and the hard pounding he got, it wasn't long before Louis cummed, and he let everyone know he was cumming watering the plants below with his cum. Rory didn't stop since he hadn't cum yet. He kept pounding.

"C'mon son! Let's show this cunt what it means to be fucked by MacCarthals!" The Leinster men cheered as they knew what was going to happen. They told their newly found Yorkish chums to watch Rory and Louis closely.

Ferghal was about to come closer when he suddenly stopped. Usually, that was his cue for stepping and double-team a bitch his father caught. This time he wasn't sure anymore if his father was calling him or Patrick, he was the head of the house. Rory, realizing his son's hesitation, too, got confused. He was expecting Ferghal to come, but with his newfound light on Patrick, he didn't really oppose the idea of finally having some bonding session with his youngest son making up for the lost time.

Patrick looked at Ferghal appreciatively, then patted him on his ass, "That's dad and you thing, brother. Go, I allow it." He said further reinforcing his ownership over Ferghal. "Besides, I think it's about time I introduce these cunts to the father of their children."

Patrick slapped his cock and wiggled it around to Brian and Brandon. The twins smirked as they got onto their feet, and were about to suck the cock when Patrick stopped them. "Brandon already had his ass opened up by those two bitches, but you're going to regret skullfucking me, Brian. No lubes for you. I am going in dry, and you're going to cry. On top of and facing each other, so you can have fun kissing and sword fighting while I pound one of your ass."

Patrick could see Brian's dick jerked when he heard that. The clown of the twins was even more excited and everyone could see it from the way he excitedly pulled Brandon to lie on the bed with him on top hugging his twins tightly and grinding their cocks. He made sure he opened his legs wide so Patrick could see his hole. "C'mon little brother, I hope you aren't all talks and no barks!" He said taunting him.

Soon, he was crying mercy while snorting like a pig from the hard pounding since Patrick decided he was going to teach Brian a thing or two about chewing more than what he can bite. A moment later he would cry for more when Patrick decided to pound his spot, then cried mercy again when Patrick tried to open his asshole more with his fingers. He made sure Brian knew he was toying with him.

He was a little bit more gentle with Brandon. He was the "nicest" of his brothers after all. By that he meant he never tried to mess with Patrick or bully him, just stoically told him to piss off. That's why Patrick loved to see that cold face moan for him in pleasure. He even told Brandon to call him with endearment like "baby", "stud", or even "husband".

At one moment, he realized the guards were still standing while jerking each other cocks. He told them to go to the courtyard and be useful. Which they did happily, and soon they were on the end of idling Yorkish pricks.

Everyone in the courtyard cheered louder when Ferghal appeared within the window frame. Nobody notices the mess he was, all they cared about was the emperor of Francia were about to be stretched.

Louis was too tired to notice Ferghal was walking towards him, but his eyes did bulge in horror when he looked at Ferghal smirking at him with his cock teasing his full hole. The looked on Louis's face was his favorite look every time a bitch realized what was about to happen. The fact that Louis was so handsome made his cock jump in excitement.

"P-please... It... It won't fit." Louis finally could muster as his lips were trembling, but his cock was rock hard again.

"Can you hear what he said!?" He asked to the courtyard. Everyone jeered no.

"Please, it won't fit! You're going to tear me apart!" This time the Yorkish finally realized what was about to happen and they began ramming harder into Frankish cunt, if they were currently fucking one. They screamed for Ferghal to rip the bitch emperor's cunt in half.

"You'll be a good girl for my brother!?"

"Yes! I will! Please!"

"You'll be a good cunt for my family!?"

"Yes! I will! I'll do everything!"

"Well, my family's cunts take two cocks at once!" He said as he drove his cock inside, stretching Louis's ass.

The emperor was screaming as his ass was being split in half, which everyone cheered the MacCarthals to make him scream more. Ferghal obliged by ramming more of his inch roughly. "You better open up, cunt! This cock's going in whether you like it or not!" When all of his cock was inside Louis, he gave a thumbs up to everyone who cheered on him to wreck the cunt. Everyone could see how Louis's supple-toned ass flexed with his arms grabbing Rory's neck to suppress the pain.

"Please!" Louis pleaded, which was replied with a pull and a thrust.

"Please what!?"

"Please, I couldn't take it!"

Ferghal smirked as he began moving, "You sure!?"

"Fuck, please!" He whimpered from the pain. But his eyes bulged open, and so did his mouth, when Rory's cock began moving and purposefully pushed Ferghal's dick on his spot.

Fergal slapped Rory's ass, cueing his father to go faster. Louis began whimpering again but in pleasure. Louis moaned got louder once Ferghal and Rory found their rhythm and began pounding Louis non-stop.

"I said, are you sure!?" Ferghal screamed as he spanked Rory's ass so hard everyone in the courtyard could hear it. Rory got the message and followed Ferghal to pound rougher.

"No! Please fuck me! Harder! Harder! Fuck! I am cumming!!!" Louis said as he added more cum to Ferghal's already slick body.

But Ferghal and Rory didn't slow down or stop, they got rougher and faster. They don't care how wide they stretched Louis's cunt. It was clear to everyone that Louis was nothing but a hole for them to use. They didn't care Louis kept pumping cum out of his cock so much until there are nothing left, and Louis finally screamed he was pissing himself with his eyes rolled to his back.

Following the example of their chieftain, the Leinster too began filling Frankish cunts with double cocks. It wasn't the first time those cunt were filled with two, but they still grunted and moaned like a slut. They didn't forget about the Yorkish, of course. Once they got bored with a bitch, they would throw it to the Yorkish, or when they were lucky, a new bitch would come and get right on servicing them. Granted no Leinster were interested in the new bitch, if they were interested, then the Yorkish would give the bitch to them.

That being said, some of the Leinster and Yorkish were getting along well in the fuckfest and tried to get rid of the wall between them. Some of them even double penetrated a cunt together. They were getting close so much that the Yorkish began appreciating the Leinster's barbaric way of life. Most of them even allow the Leinster to shove their tongue inside their mouth and even their ass. Some of the Leinster saw this as a new conquest, some others as a new prospect of lads to hang out with. By the end of the day, the fuckfest would continue at the Yorkish houses, together with their wives, sons, and daughters. If they were lucking, the Yorkish would find an ally amongst the Leinster. If they were unlucky, their house would be claimed as a bitch.

The MacCarthal continued to fuck Louis every day and everywhere. Rory would have Louis carry wine inside his ass and follow Rory around as he drilled his army, Leinster and Frankish, both training drill and asshole drill. Rory would lie on a bench and had Louis climb on his head to feed him wine straight from his butt. Of course, the wine was mixed with his sons' cum, but nobody need to know that. When there was no bench around, Rory would lift Louis, turn him upside down, and eat his ass. Louis would do his best to focus on pushing the wine and not Rory's disgusting pubes that he was sure to have never been cleaned off. Fuck, he never saw Rory take any bath.

Patrick was busy studying with his chancellor about the situation of Francia while Louis was busy being Rory's servant, but he did have Ferghal to finger or make out when he got bored studying. After they've done their job, sometimes Patrick would crave Louis's ass, so Ferghal would fetch the emperor for him. They would double-team and double penetrate his ass, and this bonding session made them grow closer.

Sometimes the twins would want to play with the emperor as well. If Rory was being nice, he would allow them to take his wine casket away. And God's be damned if they didn't play with him. Having him paraded around town while jerking himself was the tamest thing they had him do. If he still had some wine in his ass, they'd have him come to the slums and fed the poor who had lost their house from the siege explosion the wine straight from his ass. The homeless would use this opportunity to beat Louis's ass and balls and the emperor would allow them. Once, a beggar was trying to fuck him and said he was going to give him lover's pox, which the twins managed to kick the man off before he could do anything. Louis never saw him again. But the number of beggars he had to feed wine grew so much the twins would have to fill him with 3-5 bottles of wine.

When they knew Patrick or Rory wouldn't require Louis at night, they would take him to a tavern and hold a contest of who can shoot Louis's asshole with their cum. Louis would be folded in half, ass up facing the crowd, and the contestants would try to shoot their cum onto Louis's hole from a distance. Most of them could only manage to get his face. Much less to say, the twins made a lot of money from the entrance fee. They made a few more by lending him as a urinal because apparently, everyone would pay a fortune to feed the emperor their piss, especially the one who conquer them. They would allow them to spank him, kick his balls, kiss him, and some other stuff for a price as well. The twins would use the money they got for gambling right on the spot. And both of them had rotten luck. They would lose all of the money they gain at the night, and they even ended up on some debt which they paid by lending the emperor's ass for use.

When they were bored, the MacCarthal would arrange a hunting trip and bring Louis along with a couple more Frankish bitches. Of course, the Leinster was the one hunting while most of the Frankish provided them with bitch supports since they didn't know how to hunt. The ones who knew how to hunt would be allowed to hunt, still naked, and if they managed to get a nice catch, he would be fucked and filled besides Louis who always had at least a Leinster man constantly fucking him and carrying him around. At night, Louis would be lined with other Frankish bitches as they let the Leinster railed their asses. He too got reacquainted with his army's sloppy asses, only this time, he was fully sober and awake.

There were also times when after Rory finished drilling his army, he was called to service Connor, leaving Louis alone with Leinster men and his hungry hole. Some would approach him with cocks in hand trying to seduce him, some others just cockily swing their cocks around waiting for him to come to them. Some others, with fingers inside a Frankish hole, would make the bitch moan harder to show the emperor what they were capable of doing. The Yorkish who had been visiting Leinster men a lot also tried to seduce him. One man had the young general Phillipe yowling with his fingers, and to Louis, the difference between Phillipe's handsome face and the man's ugly old scarred face was so stark. He had well-built though he had a beer belly. Half of his body was covered in tattoos including his dick. His face has a large bald spot, and only his sides were grown with long blond hair. But what interested Louis was a slightly younger handsome man in those group of Leinster and Yorkish playing with his general. He had strawberry blonde hair, wrinkles that made him look mature, and piercing blue eyes. Louis walked to the man who was standing beside the ugly man with his cocks out fishing Louis, and the emperor got caught in it. When he arrived at the group, the ugly man was the one who reached between Louis's legs and slapped his asscrack hard.

"That's fucking tight cunt, even after being split open by the stags. I think the emperor might be enchanted by faes. If that's the case, I think we can split the slut's hole open as much as we want lads!"

Louis pushed the hands away. He was Patrick's bitch, not these lowborn. And the treaty did say they needed to respect him, "Please refrain yourself. I didn't come here for your cock or your bald head as I still have an acquired taste. And you are required to respect me." He actually had a good 7" uncut cock, and it seemed to have not sunk in any hole yet that day. But the head was bulbous and the slit was bloomed outwards, and the balls were hairy. Not that anything wrong was with those.

"Why don't we see how much I respect you by pounding that slut cunt and share it with everyone?" Everyone snickered and wolf-whistled at him, one even slapped his ass. "See, your clit like that." The ugly man said and flicked Louis's hard cock.

Louis winced grabbing his hard cock as everyone laughed at him which made his cock only ever harder. "You'll only fuck me if I allowed you to. But you've disgusted me so much I won't let you fuck me. Ever." He turned to the handsome man and grabbed his hand. The man smirked and moved Louis' hand to his hard cock letting the emperor guide him to the master bedroom. Fifteen minutes later, Louis was pounded back to the courtyard bent over with the cock pounding him. The handsome man, which Louis later known as Shawn, guided Louis back to the ugly man who had emptied 5 glasses of whisky and still standing sober, Cian. When Cian made out with Shawn, Louis knew he was utterly fucked and his cock was leaking more precum. Louis said nothing when Cian put his cock inside his mouth and fed him his hot piss. He then pulled the hood away and showed Louis the cheese factory was open for business. Louis stuck his tongue out and made sure everyone could see him eating the man's disgusting cheese. Cian shoved Shawn away and began pounding Louis's ass and emptied his balls there. He then laid Louis on his back on a table then sat on the face while letting his group run a train on the emperor's ass. He would talk to his friends, casually fart on Louis's face, and would feed Louis his cock when he wanted to piss. When he wanted to fuck, he would have the bitches ride his cock and pound the cunt while Louis's face would be pounded by the ass over and over again. When Cian lifted his butt of Louis's face, it was already midnight.

"Have you acquired my taste yet, your Highness?" He said as he looked down on Louis between his cock and balls.

Louis nodded, "I am sorry." He kissed one of the balls gently.

He let Louis suckle on his balls, "You're lucky you're so fucking pretty. Even prettier than my late wife, don't tell her I said that." He said as he got softer with Louis, which made Shawn pounded Louis harder out of jealousy.

They moved to the master bedroom and by the morning, Cian was Louis's new husband, and he fed Cian wine from his ass as well. They were giggling and talking over breakfast when Patrick came. Both of them stood.

"I see you've found a new cock to play with. I'm sorry I've been busy." Banging his other bitches before he had to leave them for Francia.

Louis shook his head, "You want me now?"

"No, I just want to tell you your wife is here." Patrick could see the shock in Louis's eyes as he finally remembered he was married to a woman and not to Cian.

"It's fine, I'll take care of her. Just don't walk around. Dad and twats will come and keep you entertain soon. Cian, gather men to take care of the empress's luggage and her entourage. I don't want a single one of them near her. Then gather everyone who won't be keeping her entourage busy in front of the lady's chamber." Cian nodded.

"What do you mean by taking care of her?"

"Fucking her, obviously."

"She won't just let you! She is a pious woman! And you can't rape her! She would hate me, and it would be bad if her father knew! He's the Duke of Provence! One of the influential nobles besides the Duke of Normandy."

"Heh, so he's Phillipe's sister? It's fine. I'll handle it. As I said, Frankish women were all prudish and pious until you shoved cocks inside their cunt, just like their men." Cian also laughed at that.

"Wait," Louis said, as he went to his working table and wrote a letter on a parchment. "Give this to her, Lip should be with her. He can convince her it was my handwriting." He gave Patrick the letter and Patrick read it. Louis tried to stop him but he just shoved Louis to Cian keeping him in place.

"Disgusting." He said after reading the letter which made Louis redden in embarrassment. "After I finish with her, I am going to shit and wipe my ass with this letter." Now, Cian was curious about the content of the letter then he remembered he was illiterate.

"What are you doing still standing here, Cian? Get Lost!"

Cian quickly get out of the room, then went back in just to kiss Louis softly on the lips, then went back out. Patrick scoffed at the sight, "You're smart wrapping the general of the Rutting Stag in your fingers. It would be easier to control them that way." Of course, that was Louis's plan all along.

Patrick kissed Louis as well. It began softly then getting steamier and rougher as if Patrick was trying to wash away Cian's spit from Louis. He pulled away, abruptly. "Fuck! The fucking druid's rite always makes me horny and my balls full! I need to save it for your wife."

Patrick made his way to the door, before telling him to wait for his family. He turned around and walked to a window. He could watch from his room his wife's ship had been docked and the people were getting busy. His holes too were soon busy being rammed by the MacCarthals.

Meanwhile, The empress, Isabella of Provence, the youngest child of the duke of Provence, walked to the dock with her entourage of handmaidens and bards. She was a little bit disappointed her husband wasn't there to welcome her. The valet, Lucas, well, Louis's valet that he entrusted for her when he was gone, didn't want to sour the empress's mood told the shirtless men who were readied there for the empress to hurry and carry their luggage. He did ask the men to wear their shirts, but they refused by saying their shirts were too dirty and smelly. They also told the empress to wait there with their entourage for the emperor as the men went back and forth carrying chests filled with stuff with their muscles bulging for the entourage to see. Their sweat made the muscle glisten as the manly smell got stronger. The men could also be seen flirting with the handmaidens and the bards with their eyes, some of them were even spanked on the ass as they pass by. Lucas, of course, reprimanded the indecent behavior in front of the empress which was replied with sorries and giggling. The men reasoned that this was how they greet pretty ladies and lads in there, with a spank and a grab, which they demonstrate on Lucas's rump before going back on their work.

The empress, on the other hand, didn't seem too bothered with them. She did casually glance at the men, but she made her dissatisfaction known. She was an empress, how could his husband make her wait there under the broad daylight. Lucas made the bards perform for her, which drew the crowd to gather at the dock. As the crowd gathered around her but still at a respectful distance, she made no interest in acknowledging them and kept talking to her handmaidens. She only looked away from her entourage when a couple of the labor men stopped to stretch and flex their muscles sneakily on her. They would smile at her and flex more when they caught her looking.

One moment, a hunk man in his forties stopped his track when he was about to enter the ship, then took off his pants. His ass and his crack were on the full view of the empress and everyone. He then turned to the empress with his soft dick on display for everyone. Lucas quickly told him to pull up his pants and stop the indecent behavior, to which the man replied his pants got wet and naked was a decent dress in there.

"In fact," the man continued seriously, "The empress was the one overdressed. In here, a woman who's asking for a baby should look like one. The empress should've let her big boobs jiggle around and her cunt leaks under the sun so the fae would look favorably on her. At the very least, if her husband failed to put a baby in her, the fae would." He smirked as everyone could see his cock harden.

"Suck vulgarities! Guards! Arrest him, he disrespects your Empress!" Lucas shouted which the guards came running but seemed hesitant to arrest the man. The empress and Lucas didn't know the guards still had the man's cum in them.

"My apologies, I meant no disrespect, my Empress. You're in the land of the Fae. You wouldn't want to disrespect the fae when you're here, consummating your wedding, on their soil."

The empress's face was red, which everyone assume from the anger. Lucas was about to scream at the guards again when Isabella stopped him. "It's fine, Lucas. They were barbarians who lack education and culture. We do not believe in the fae. Not anymore. We believe in God and if God decides I am worthy of a child, I would bear one." She said seemingly on perturbed by the display or the man's vulgarities. She did glance at the cock which lurched in attention. When she looked at the man's eyes, she knew he noticed too.

"It's a shame then, my Empress. With that beauty, it would've been easier to get you pregnant if you believe in the fae. But I hope I did not offend you." He said as he tugged his cock, he smirked as he noticed the empress was glancing at his cock.

Lucas dismissed the man, and he went back carrying with his hard cock on display. Some other men also follow suit and began carrying the luggage with their hard muscles and cocks. The entourage of course was glancing at them and giggling as the men basked in the attention by tugging their cocks as they passed. The bards were also giddy when they receive the same attention as the girls by the men.

After a long wait, Isabella and Lucas noticed the Frankish Royal Carriage was approaching them. However, once the carriage stopped, the one who came out wasn't her husband, but two red-haired men she didn't know. One was a huge man wearing an impressionable fur coat that didn't cover his arms or even his belly while the other was smaller but dressed like a gentleman, but she could tell they were related. When they approached the Empress, the smaller man bowed, then he made the big man bowed as well when he noticed he was just staring at the empress smiling, or was that leering? Isabella, and everyone there, could also notice a strange smell coming from the man. Those who had husbands or had had sex knew exactly what that smell was. Everyone who knew looked at the big man's crotch which wasn't covered by pants, but some kind of fur tied over his waist covering only his crotch and ass. Some of them could swear they see his cockhead peeking from the side. Isabella's face was, again, redden which everyone assumed was from the anger not being picked up by her husband.

The big man approached while his hands were scratching his big balls for everyone to see, "I am Rory MacCarthal, Chieftain of Leinster. You must be the empress. Such a pretty wife for a pretty emperor. I am sorry, I didn't know you had to bow, I only know you ought to kiss the hand. I hope you'll grant me the honor." He offered her his hand. Lucas was abhorred, but he couldn't possibly tell the chieftain to fuck off. They heard what his army did in the war.

Meanwhile, the smaller man looked at them curiously. The empress was quite a tall woman, probably Louis's height, with a curvy body. Her breasts were filling her dress and her waist was slim. She had wavy brunette hair reaching her back, and two sharp brown eyes. Lucas on the other hand was a slim man, He couldn't see if the man had any muscle at all beneath the clothes he was wearing. He also had brunette hair, with a pair of green eyes instead. He had a small and pointy nose which paired well with his somewhat full lips.

Isabella gave him her hands, she didn't want to embarrass her husband after all, "I'm Isabella, empress of the Franks. I heard a lot about you and your army accomplishment." She didn't expect Rory not only to kiss her hand but also lick it. She pulled her hands away shocked.

"You taste as good as your looks. No wonder the emperor choose you to bear his child. Don't worry, you're going to have a good-looking child." He didn't tell her the child was going to have red hair.

Patrick shook his head. He knew he shouldn't have allowed his dad to come with him, but the man insist on looking at the cunt he was going to wreck before he went wrecking her husband's cunt first. But when he saw the entourage couldn't keep their eyes of the naked men, he was satisfied seeing his plan was working as planned

"I am sorry for my father's vulgarities. I am the emperor's right-hand man." Lucas looked at him as if the man was spouting nonsense. "If you don't believe me, I had a letter from him."

Patrick gave the letter to Isabella.

My dear Isabella,

How have you been? I hope the elements have been kind to you. I am sorry I haven't sent any letter to you as of lately, but fear not, I have not a single second spent not thinking of you or your beautiful hair, or our sweet kiss in front of God. I miss you, dearly.

I am sorry I couldn't pick you up on my own as I would be preoccupied on your arrival, but I had sent you my most trusted man whom I found friendship with while I was in here campaigning for our love. Please listen to everything he said as he would not do you any harm, and his interest is mine as well. I told him things I do not dare to tell others and he said he will help me. You will soon know what I meant, and I need you to trust this man completely.

Yours truly,

Louis

Isabella gave the letter to Lucas, "It is his handwriting." She told him, which after spending some time reading the letter, he affirmed.

"Please, my Empress, let us escort you to your chamber. I'll have my men bring your entourage to the castle as well." Patrick didn't tell her what he meant by bringing was hauled naked after their cunt and ass was thoroughly fucked, maybe making a stop or two or more along the way if anyone wanted a dip as well.

Isabella nodded and went into the carriage, along with Rory sitting across her, and Patrick beside her. The valet would also insist on coming with her as he was under the order to provide for the empress always. He sat beside Rory and tried his best to look normal while not covering his nose. Rory knew this and played the man more by getting close with him even as much as being friendly just to wrap the man around his arm so his smelly pit was wrapping the man from behind. Lucas noticed the pit was damp but he couldn't say anything as Rory "unintentionally" rubbed his damp from Louis's cum pit around Lucas's head as they were talking. His other hand was on a mission as well. It kept scratching the balls from side to side so now Isabella had already seen all of Rory's huge cock which she seemed couldn't look away from. She tried to, but the view outside the window was much more shocking. The man was right, nudity was normal there. She would see men walking around without any clothing. But the shocking sights were she could also see people having sex on the side of the road. Not only men-women pairs but also numerous homosexuals. Lucas also noted this, which Patrick apologized for. He did assert that this was their way of living.

"You seem to know our ways and boundaries, Patrick," Isabella asked looking at Patrick. But her curiosity won, and she looked back at the dick which was being jacked slowly by Rory. It looked like he was milking the cock's precum.

Patrick smiled knowing what was happening, "Well, I had the chancellor of Francia helping me understand your way. But prior to that, I also had acquired books from Francia, along with a scholar, who was caught by one of our raider ships. Pirates, if you will."

"You were pirates?"

"Are. That's our way of living, my empress. I hope you don't mind. But don't worry, our treaty with Francia means we'll stop raiding your ships, and will instead secure the trade route. But, I had the scholar teach me how to read the book in exchange for his freedom." But Patrick sold him to a slaver after he got bored with his ass.

Isabella just nodded as she was too preoccupied with the cock. She kept talking and trying to engage even though Patrick knew her mind was on the cock. He did humor her though. Once they arrived at the castle, he quickly escorted them to her room and told Lucas to wait outside. He tried to argue, but Patrick pointed out he was entrusted by the emperor himself. Once Isabella was inside her room, Patrick also pointed out to Lucas that he seemed to be taking care of the empress too well. Lucas tried to defend himself, but he was clearly not as eloquent as before. Patrick just smiled, and kick the man in the balls, that's when he realized his knee was hitting a huge snake and a pair of huge-sized balls. He ripped the pants open and the soft anaconda was set free. Even at soft it was so big probably bigger than Rory's. Patrick was intrigued with the cock, but he had more pressing matter. This man was his anyway.

"Still not confessing? Should I have my men cut off a piece of your cock, you seem to have plenty there."

"Please! No! I am sorry! The empress was the one who forced me. She said she was going to tell the emperor I forced myself onto her if I didn't! I swear!"

"Well, I don't know if that's good enough for the emperor if he knows you take his wife's virginity. I might have to cut your cock." Patrick wouldn't cut that magnificent cock. He just won't.

"No! I didn't! I swear to God! We did it from her..."

"Lower your voice! What? Speak clearly? Her cunt, her ass, or her mouth?"

"Her mouth... Also her ass."

"Was she tight?"

"Pardon?" Patrick was about to kick the balls the second time, "She was. Her ass grip on my cock so hard I cum quickly the first time we did it."

"Was she a slut?"

Lucas hesitated, but he suddenly gripped his cock, "Yeah, she can't get enough of this cock she rode it every night after Louis gave me to her, on their wedding night as he was about to prepare for war. She loves to push me around so I fight back by pounding her at night."

"Have you fuck a man?"

"What!? No! Man should not lay with another man! The church would be furious!"

Patrick grabbed Lucas by the cheeks, "You better start now because the church won't be here to save your cock and balls from being cut off. Tongue."

Lucas wasn't sure, but once he felt Patrick's knee pressing on his balls, he closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out. Patrick gleefully made out with the man. Once they were done, Patrick was the one panting for air as the huge dick man looked at him in fear.

"Fuck, you're good." He gave Lucas a peck on the lips, "here's an advice, your emperor loves taking cock up the ass just like his wife. You better pound him hard and make him hooked on your cock so he won't cut off your dick." Lucas looked at him confused.

Patrick smiled and called on the guards and told them to escort Lucas to Louis's room. "And told my father to turn the kid into a man. Also, tell everyone to save their cums for the empress's cunt." He looked at the giant cock once again, "Fuck me!" He bent down and gave the beautiful 10" soft cock a kiss on the slits, and a kiss on each of chicken egg-sized balls. He then let the guards haul the confused valet to the emperor's room as Patrick turned around to confront the Empress. How dare the cunt cheat on his bitch.

He found her waiting by the window looking at the men drilling. She looked at him smiling then approached him. "Could you please ask your men to bring my handmaidens?"

Patrick smiled, "You won't need them."

Isabella looked at him curiously.

"Let me be blunt, your highness. You were told by the emperor to trust and do everything I said, right?"

Isabella nodded.

"Well, the thing that he needs my help with is your fertility. He agreed to have you undertake our rite of fertility, so I need you to take off your clothes and stand naked in front of the window."

Isabella was shocked, "I beg you a pardon?"

"You heard me, get naked and stand in front of the window. The emperor told you to obey me."

Isabella couldn't believe what she heard, "We don't believe in the rites. It didn't exist in the bible, and therefore the God didn't acknowledge the rite. Besides, there are many men out there who could see me!"

Patrick just smirked and approached her, "I don't care about God and how he got women pregnant because clearly, that wasn't working well enough if you only got four to five children. Everyone in here got at least twelve children, so I know our way works better. And don't push me around too much bitch, your little valet told me things you wouldn't want the emperor to hear."

Isabella gasped, "It was a lie! he forced me!"

"Shut up!" He grabbed Isabella dressed and ripped it apart, "We can work it out, but I want you to listen to everything I said. Now stand by the window and open your cunt for everyone to see."

Isabella still tried to argue, "I know of the rite! I've read it! It only requires me to bask under the sunlight naked! Can't you tell them to go somewhere else, or maybe we could look for a place?"

Patrick smirked again, "I've also read the book, written by a fucking priest from the fucking Wales! He wasn't one of us! Of course, he didn't know the part of getting naked was to let the nature, the fae, and the fucking men around you know you're looking to be bred!" Patrick pulled Isabella to the window and opened it. He whistled so the men would notice and look at the empress. They too replied with a whistle and grabbed their crotch. "Their eyes are currently fucking you, making your cunt knows there are men who were going to get her pregnant and they're going to fill your cunt until it's filled with a baby. It will help the cunt knows her place. To be fucking bred. Open the cunt and show it to them. Let them look, and you're going to look back at them like you're asking them to breed you." He guided Isabella's hands so now she opened her cunt for the whole Leinster army to see, even the passerby. Her cunt began leaking so she thought it was actually working.

"I thought you didn't believe in the fae, your highness!" Said a man leering at him down below, he was the one who took off his pants and argued with her and Lucas, "Did you finally realize God has a small dick or did your slutty cunt couldn't wait any longer to be filled?"

She was about to run away, but Patrick held her in place, "Look at him like you want him to breed you and open your cunt to him. He's a stud, he'll get your cunt going." Isabella hesitated, but she did as she was told.

"Yeah, show that cunt to me! I know a slutty cunt when I see one. You're asking for my cock even when we're at the dock. Keep looking at me like that and I might just go there and fill your cunt, slut. Jiggle your boobs. Let me see how good it'd be for my sons." She did as she was asked as she truly wanted him to fuck her.

She didn't say anything when she felt Patrick's fingers thrust inside her ass. She moaned as the fingers scissored her asshole, she rutted the fingers and also used one of her hands to play with her clit.

"And that's how I know you're the one who lied, slut!" He slapped her on the cunt. "The boy wasn't the first either, wasn't he? There's no way you learned all of this from him. Tell me who!" He roughly fingered her.

"It was him! It was him! I swear to God!"

"Cunt! You dare to lie to me!?" He played with her clit roughly and rubbed it around rapidly. Everyone cheered as they see the empress moan like a slut.

"It was the farmer's son! It was him! I met him when I was a child and we'd sneak around since then. My father wouldn't want me to marry him!" She shouted didn't even care she announced her infidelity to the crowd.

"So you let him fuck you up the ass, slut?"

"Yes!"

"Is that all the men you fuck?"

"Y-yes!"

"Dara! Come up here and show her what we do to a lying cunt like her." Within a second, the man she now knew as Dara was already standing beside her with one hand on her pussy and another pulling her tits. She shouted in pleasure and in pain as the man began roughly manhandling her, playing with her clits, pulling her tits, roughly kneading her breast, biting her neck, and fingering her cunt and ass roughly. It wasn't long before she began retelling her sexual escapades since her preteen years by the head cook in her castle right as she was secretly seeing the farmer boy. The cook and her sons would take turned to use her ass anytime they see a chance, the head guard would also use her as well, the stable boy, her brother's squire, then he let the farmer boy take her ass as well, before going to Francia to be a bride. When she knew she wouldn't be getting any cock on her wedding night, she used the valet her husband gave him as compensation for not giving her cock on her wedding night. After she finished confessing, Patrick let Dara play with the empress to his heard content without penetrating her. Dara settled for a blowjob, which Isabella refused, but with blackmail ready at hand, his cock was buried deep on her throat. He let everyone know she gave a lousy blowjob. When the druid apprentice came for the massage, Isabella was fed her third cum. Patrick let Dara stay and play with the empress as long as he didn't hinder the druid apprentice work.

When the druid apprentice found him in his study room to tell him the rite was finished while waving his leaking cock around as a prove. He went back to the room and found Dara just finished feeding Isabella who was lying on her stomach another load. He could see her ass was plugged tightly with a wooden plug.

This was part of the rite. The preparation was the nudity, then moved to the massaged, then the stimulation on the ass with a cock, then for the husband, a load to drink. The apprentice changed the ritual a little bit, to make it more effective, he said. The first change was the nudity needs to be watched by men, and the second, he added his piss alongside cum in the wife's ass. He argued that he drank many herbal remedies to make himself fertile, so his piss will also help the husband to become fertile. Patrick knew it worked. That's the reason why he could get all of his brother's wives pregnant, right?

Patrick removed the plug and told her to push the cum and the piss out.

"Wait, but the druid said it was for my husband."

Patrick played with her clit and sucked on her ass again. This time, she let him drink the druid's piss and cum.

He felt a hand pushing his head further into Isabella's crack. "Yeah, Patrick drink the fucking piss and cum. We all know you MacCarthal are secretly bitches who can't even trust their cock to give them sons!"

Patrick gave him a middle finger.

"Don't worry, bud. This one will work for sure. I had twelve sons and bitches' wives gave another twelve sons, so I know this one will work. My farewell gift for you." Patrick looked suspiciously at the man smiling at him smugly. "Yeah, cunt. I added my cum and piss as well."

Patrick was ready to punch him but his head was pushed back, "Now, lad, we didn't want my effort to go to waste do we? Keep drinking."

The man was right, he couldn't let this petty man ruin his plan, he was almost there. He went back to focus on drinking when he felt his ass was being kneaded. He then heard his pants were ripped and soon followed with a finger playing on his asshole. "Don't you think I deserve a reward, Patrick?"

Right on cue, Patrick finished drinking, then stood facing Dara smiling. Dara who still had his hand on Patrick's asshole also smiled. The smile didn't last long when he felt a crushing pain on his balls, "Fuck, my sons!" He crouched.

Patrick pulled him up by the hair and dragged him to the window, "You already had twenty-four, you don't need another one. We had limited lands and you couldn't possibly hope all of them would go to your family." He said before throwing the man from the window and he heard him crashing on the ground with a loud crash. He might have some broken bones, but he wasn't killed. Everyone laughed at him before hauling him to a nearby physician.

Seeing that it would be ridiculous for him to walk around with a big hole on his pants, he decided to rip his fancy clothes off, showing his muscular well-toned body decorated with fuzzy chest-hair and treasure trail leading to his already rock hard cock dripping like a creek. He turned Isabella over, and he smiled smugly when the Empress gasped at the 9" cock.

"Like what you see cunt?"

Isabella nodded as she moved slowly to lick the dripping precum, but was held off by Patrick.

"I am going to burst soon, cunt. Druid said my first cum is the most fertile one, so that's going up your baby-making hole."

Isabella looked at Patrick as if he was saying the most ridiculous thing in the world. "My husband will kill you."

Patrick scoffed, "Yeah, your husband. Why don't we see if he truly wants your cunt." He hauled Isabella on his shoulder. The empress couldn't do anything since she was still tired from the stimulation she underwent from the massage and the horniness. Patrick brought her to the window and showed everyone her ass as he spanked both of them hard.

"Fuck you, Patrick! Teasing us like that, don't blame us if we sneak up into her chamber and get our baby batter in her at night!"

Patrick gave them the middle finger and slapped his cock on his abs, before turning away. Isabella was too focused on the hard cock swinging and christening the path they took with precum to care about her being hauled like a sack of potatoes naked. She didn't even care some of the guards and the barbarian men ogling her, some even dared to spank her ass as she passed. She didn't care that she was out in public when she reached her pussy and fingered herself as much to passerby's delight. She did notice, however, her entourage and his husband's army, men and women, were lined up on a courtyard naked getting plowed by the barbarians and the poser Yorkish.

"Don't worry, I know it must be lonely to be pregnant alone, so I had my men donate their babies into your handmaidens as well." She heard Patrick say.

In the midst of lechering on the leaking cock and her burning cunt that can't stop leaking as well thanks to whatever the druid apprentice did, she suddenly got one of those moments of a sudden clarity of what was happening. There was no way her husband would have allowed such debauchery to happen under his own roof. Everyone knew Louis was as prudent and as religious as his own father, though his religiousness, some priests would say, was following his father's footsteps rather than his own convictions. Something must have happened to her husband. Did they kill him? No way, that would be stupid. They must have captured him and tortured him. If that's the case, why even the army was on the court happily taking part in the debauchery rather than dying defending their emperor? The army that she noticed had beautiful cocks bouncing and spraying cums as their ass was pounded by the barbarians' cocks. She could tell they were enjoying it as she knew how it would feel if that cocks were to pound her. There must be some truth in the druid rite. She usually could stand a few days of celibacy. Today, even after she got some from Lucas in the morning right before they got off, even the druid apprentice himself pounded her ass good, and the crude man Dara treated her like a slut, which made her cummed many times already today, she still hadn't been satisfied. She felt like her cunt hadn't gotten what it wanted, and it wanted to finally be filled. As seconds went by, her mind drifted further and further into lust, she didn't notice Patrick already made her standing in front of a door fingering herself in front of two guards who clearly checking her cunt out. Also, Patrick's cock.

"Open it, the empress wants to see her husband. She misses him so much, as you can see." Patrick said smirking as he kneaded one of Isabella's breasts.

"I am sorry, but the emperor is busy. And we don't think the empress misses him enough to disturb his important meeting with the chieftain of Leinster." One of the guards said smirking while tweaking the empress's nipples.

"My empress, I think you should show the guards how desperate you are to meet your husband."

Isabella didn't need to be told a second time, she began fingering herself furiously, "Please, my husband left me on our wedding night without even a single look at my hungry cunt. I couldn't bear it any longer! Please! I need my cunt filled!"

She couldn't believe what happened to her. Yes, she wasn't as chaste as she brought herself to be, but even with her chef and his sons, she was a slut in their bedroom. This time, she couldn't believe she would humiliate herself like this. But her cunt was burning and she really couldn't take it anymore.

The guards laughed at Isabella as she fingerfucked herself wilder. "It does seem the cunt was so helplessly hungry. Why don't we help bring it to the emperor?" They didn't ask of course. Patrick already told them what to do.

Patrick held Isabella by the arms from behind making her lean on him, while the two guards lifted her feet on each side and pulled it away so her cunt was wide open. They opened the door and entered the room.

The sight that greeted her made Isabella's eyes bulge out of their sockets. It wasn't the first time she saw the chieftain's cock, she already knew what it looked like from the carriage, but it was the first time she saw it hard bulging like it was about to explode and leaking precum like a fountain. She also saw three other red-haired men with much smaller cocks cheering on the couple on the bed. When they saw her, they tugged their cocks while whistling at her which made her cunt heating like crazy. But what shocked her the most was the couple on the bed. The handsome man she married was naked, his body was as beautiful as she imagined, with his hard cut-cock on display for everyone to see, which was the first time she realized cocks could be beautiful, riding his own valet's huge cock, the biggest in the room, which she was familiar enough she wasn't surprised it was the biggest one.

Their eyes met, and Louis stopped riding. Lucas, when he also saw the empress, didn't stop. He remembered Louis sweet smiles for Isabella whenever he received a letter from her that Lucas had to run over from Paris to fucking Provence, his valiant display of beauty as he trotted the jousting ground to give her a rose that Lucas handpick and cleaned off the pricks himself, his calm face as he smelled Isabella's lock of hair which Lucas smelled and jacked off too as well, and their happy face on their wedding day and Isabella's angry and desperate face on the wedding night right after. He could see that night even now, her smirk as she grabbed him by the balls showing her power over him, treating him like a piece of cock. Now, that cock was going to be his instrument of vengeance. He pounded Louis so hard the emperor was almost thrown off his body at every thrust only to be pulled back roughly by the hands onto the cock to the hilt. He was giving Louis a grudge fuck. Louis wasn't a cruel master, but he wasn't benevolent. His anger for Isabella didn't make it easy either. But for him, he didn't know when he could release all of his anger from the mistreatment he received again, so he gave Louis the hardest fuck he could give, treating him like a whore's hole, like his wife treating him like a cock.

The cock didn't even need to hit Louis's spot. It was so big it literally pushed the spot just by grazing it lightly. And the fact that Lucas kept trying to bounce Louis off just to impale him harder on the cock, filling and pushing deeper into his ass. His own valet was violating and treating him like a whore in front of his wife which he had been fucking behind his back as well. The cock that fucked his wife on their wedding night. The cock that belonged to a guy that just a second ago begged for his mercy for fucking his wife. Fuck, Louis swore the cock was getting harder when his wife came. Soon, he could no longer maintain eye contact with his wife since his eyes were rolled back from the pleasure his valet pounded into him. He came like a firehose.

"Your highness, if you want to knock up your wife, you need to put that cum into this cunt, not spraying it like that." Isabella moaned when she felt her cunt suddenly assaulted by Patrick's fingers, "Of course, you need to get off that horse cock."

"No!" He said after his cock calm down, but he was still getting pounded like a whore.

Patrick smirked. "But your highness, your wife has been waiting for this since your wedding night. It was starving for a fuck. The cunt's begging for it. The druid potions make her twice as horny as well."

In between grunts and moans, Louis said, "You fuck her."

"Are you sure, your highness? What if she got pregnant with my son?"

"He'll be my son," Louis shot another cum, "And I'll name him my heir," another shot, "And everyone can see, I am your proud cuck." As he said that, his cock jumped straight and hosed himself in cum.

Lucas who heard that got even hornier and his cock even harder. He pound Louis faster until he could feel the cum was on the tip of his cock. He gave a hard thrust, implanting his cock as deep as he can into the emperor's ass as if he was trying to get the emperor pregnant as well. Surely, their son would have a stronger claim, right?

Louis didn't have time to rest. Just when he tried to feel and enjoy the feeling of warmness filling his gut, he was already pulled off from the cock by the hair. He was bent over right in front of his wife and his stud, and he could feel his ass was stretched again by a big cock, but he could feel it wasn't as big. It was Rory who was mad Louis's ass wasn't as tight anymore because someone beat him by the girth. He felt humiliated. He beat the shit out of Louis's asscheeks making the emperor whimpering and begging for mercy from his Daddy.

"Tighten your loose cunt, bitch! Don't you fucking dare insult me like that in front of your fucking wife!" He gave a rough fuck while not once stopping spanking Louis's ass.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Daddy! Please forgive me!" Louis tighten his ass muscle, and to his credit, it did tighten. But Rory was so insulted he didn't stop spanking Louis even after the ass was beet red.

Lucas looked at the sight in awe. He couldn't the fucking barbarian dared to treat an emperor with lands and armies ten times larger than him like a slut, and the emperor begging for mercy like a true slut. It was usually hard for him to get hard right after sex, but he did thanks to the sight. That, and the MacCarthal brothers massaging his cock and balls. He felt bizarre yet so proud looking at these three hunk men looking at his cock, a much smaller man with sticks for a muscle, in adoration. The masculine and dominant culture was important for the Ires, and nothing said masculine and dominant more than a huge cock. Even, as much as he felt anger from being defeated, Rory too held some respect for Lucas. Those three heads were laying on his abdomen, and Lucas couldn't help but be drawn to their small but full-round asscheeks. He cautiously moved his hand to the eldest hunk's ass and traced the asshole with his finger. He could feel it quivered as they touched and traced around the lips. When he pushed his finger inside, Ferghal suddenly turned and looked at him in the eyes. He held his breath and didn't dare to move his finger.

"You better enjoy it, cunt, because that's all you get."

Lucas did enjoy it. Especially Ferghal's face when he drove his finger up his shitter to the knuckles. He was moving his finger aimlessly and roughly when Ferghal suddenly moaned and grabbed his cock harder. He stopped moving afraid of getting beaten up.

"Why did you stop, cunt! I didn't tell you to fucking sto—ughh," he groaned and laid his head on Lucas's stomach defeated when the finger pushed on his spot.

That's when Lucas knew he was doing something to the hunk, something that made the hunk weak and spread his legs wider for his fingers. He didn't even complain when Lucas put two fingers in him and wrecked the ass roughly.

"Fuck, Ferghal. Stop drooling! You got your spit on me!" Brian said slapping Ferghal's face but retract afraid his older brother would beat him. When he realized Ferghal could only look at him with his angry eyes, he smirked, Ferghal knew nothing good would come out from that smirk, "If you're that hungry, just fucking eat the sausage! let me help you!" He pulled Ferghal by the hair and ground his face on Lucas's shaft. He moaned.

"You fuck!" Ferghal was about to get up and beat the shit out of Brian, but Lucas quickly pushed his finger on Ferghal's spot, making the man weak on the knee again. In the end, he could only swear at Brian while the man roughly swept Lucas's cock with his face. Lucas? He was enjoying the feeling of the hunk's face on his cock when he was kissed on the cheek. He looked at the other hunk, Brandon, looking at him with puppy eyes. When Lucas did nothing, Brandon took Lucas's free hand and push a finger upward. He laid the hand on the bed and fucked himself on that finger. Lucas did Brandon a favor by adding another finger and roughly finger fucked the hole like he fingerfucked his brother.

Yeah, Lucas was surely enjoying his life.

Isabella was still fingered by Patrick when Louis was bent over in front of her and getting spanked like a naughty child.

"Well, since his highness wants to be cucked so bad, of course, I can only obey." He said slapping Isabella's ass, "Bend over cunt, let your husband see your face when I take your cherry."

"Wait, no! We can't! The church's going to punish us!" She said that as she bent over and reached behind to open her cunt lips for Patrick.

Patrick put the head right on the hole, "Fucking hell cunt. You open your hole for me, got men taking turns at your ass before marriage, and you still dare to say `church'? Slut like you know how good cock felt, and churches take it away from you. Do you know what's best? Men can still fuck around in your religion and only get chastised. You? You'll head straight to jail."

Isabella moaned as she felt her boobs were being played by the guards.

"Look at your husband. I introduce him to cock, and that's all he wants. He even gave you to me because he wants my cock, not your cunt. He was mine, my bitch. And you are too. If you obey, bear my child for me, an heir for Francia, I'll give you cocks as well. Not as much as that slut of an emperor, he's a cock hound, but still more cocks than the church would ever give you. So what do you say cunt? Church or me? If you choose me, let your husband see your face when you fuck yourself on my cock."

Isabella didn't need to think more. The choice was obvious. Being Jail or cocks. Being thrown off as sodomite or being an empress with many cocks to fuck. a cock or cocks. Multiple cocks. Isabella pushed herself hard on Patrick's cock.

She groaned when the head finally entered her virgin cunt. She made a slutty face and made sure her husband see it.

"Kiss your husband, while I fuck the shit out of you!" Isabella reached to kiss Louis, which returned her kiss. It was the second time they kissed, and yet, for Louis, it didn't have the spark that they had the first time they kissed. Fuck, he thought he would love to see Isabella naked, but now seeing her boobs played by his guards, all he could think about was how to tighten his butt to appease Rory and how good Patrick's horny red face, even his body was red from the blood, was when he pushed all of her digits into Isabella. He looked so hot. Maybe Louis should try to get a hand on whatever aphrodisiac the druid used. Fuck, he looked so hot. Louis returned Isabella's kiss but made her lean to the side so he could look at Patrick when they kissed.

Patrick noticed the stare and flexed his muscle as he pounded the cunt hard. "What a fucking good slut. You're mine. Your wife is mine. Don't you fucking dare say those sweet words to her again. Fucking wretched words. Remember when I said I wiped my ass with that letter? I lied, I fucking drenched it with piss then shat on it. You better be grateful I hold me from wiping that pretty face with the shit letter. Fucking, slut. I haven't cleansed your mouth yet. Don't worry, we got plenty of time after this. I always piss like a cow whenever I took those fertility potions. Now let me put this baby inside your wife first, so you know you're mine!" He pounded Isabella harder.

Isabella too moaned into Louis's mouth when she caught Rory sneering at her, "You like that cock, cunt?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"He's mine!" Louis said, and quickly, whimpered when Rory spanked his ass again.

"Not anymore if that cunt is still loose, your slut highness bitch emperor of the bitches! I said, tighten that cunt!"

Louis was sure his ass was bruising from the spank.

"Look at your husband, cunt empress. Can't even fuck you well. You should be grateful my son's filling your womb with a better son."

"Fuck yes! I am grateful! Being fucked by a real man, not some fairies! With a bigger cock! Fuck! Give me your baby!"

"I had a bigger cock. You want me to fuck you?"

"Fuck yes!"

"You want me to tie you up on my bed, fuck you whenever I want, making you spit out my babies out of your pussy, like how an empress should be treated?"

"Fuck, yes! Treat me like a whore! A baby-making whore! I'll give birth to as many babies as you want!"

Rory smirked, threw Louis to the side, and approached Isabella. He pushed the guards away, lifted her to Patrick's body, and lined his big cock on the cock-filled cunt.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"What you do you think I am doing dickwad? I just want to finally have some bonding time with my fucking foul sperm."

This time Isabella looked at Rory's sinister face in horror.

"No. Please. It won't fit! Please—"

Isabella screamed on top of her lung when Rory grabbed Patrick's ass and pushed his cock inside of her cunt roughly. He pulled the asscheeks roughly towards him, trying to add more pressure on his cock, when the pressure wasn't enough, he pushed both of them to the floor. Isabella was lying on top of Patrick with the cock still inside of her, but she couldn't rest as her cunt was suddenly being torn open again. She could not see anything but Rory's chest, but she could feel the man's weight crushing her.

Patrick who was about to explode looked at his dad who was looking at him menacingly. Rory knew Patrick was horny since this morning, and he knew his son's cock was about to explode. He knew his son couldn't fight him. Oh yeah, it's time for Rory to get some revenge, and he showed that to Patrick. Despite his best effort to hide it, Rory could see his son was now afraid.

"This is how you fuck a cunt, son!"

He drove his entire cock into Isabella's cunt, but not to fuck her. He aimed to fuck his cock on Patrick's cock, and let the man know who had the best cock around. Patrick's already sensitive cock was suddenly being grazed and ground by a bigger hard pulsing pole massaging his entire length as it pass his shaft, coating him in warm precum. His dad only need to give two hard pushes before Patrick was cumming.

"Fuck, son, your face looked like a fish! Is she that good or am I too good?" Rory didn't stop. He thrust harder and faster on the cock. He was fucking his son, and he'll make him cum ten times like he made his bitches come.

Patrick tried to pull away, but his dad grabbed him by the balls.

"Not so fast son!" He said as he pounded faster.

Patrick couldn't bear the pleasure he got from his dad literally frotting him inside the tight virgin cunt any longer. He came again, and this time, he let a humiliating moan.

"Yeah, son, that's how you fuck a cunt! Make them moan! Bitch highness! Lick your stud balls!"

Rory got faster and faster, and Patrick cummed over and over again. His moan got louder each time he came until his cock was so sensitive he finally moan in defeat. Rory had made him cum more than ten times, perhaps twenty? While Rory only came thrice. He always slowed down when he was about to cum, but made sure Louis suck the balls good even licking the shaft that was still inside his wife's cunt. The sun was almost setting, and they had begun fucking like this since midnight. Usually, Patrick could go hours, without rest, but with the potion making him so sensitive, and without a single second of rest, in the end, Patrick couldn't take it anymore, "Please stop! I am sorry! Please! My dick hurts!"

"Really son? Didn't you say you have the bigger balls? I can still pump more cum into her and I didn't take the fertility potions. You take them and had bigger balls. Surely you could fucking cum more? Right?" He said with a slow thrust, then ending it with a powerful thrust.

"You have the bigger balls! You have fucking bigger balls than me!"

"Yeah? Who fuck better?"

"You!"

"I fuck you good, son? Call me Daddy, and make sure everyone hears the answer or I'll fucking fuck you in the ass next time."

Patrick bit his lips, trying hard not to answer but his dad did fuck his dick so good. Rory didn't take no for answer though. He pushed his cock harder, even giving short, but rapid thrusts like he was scratching Patrick's cock. In the end, the one that made him lose himself was Louis suddenly jabbed his finger straight to Patrick's sweet spot. Yeah, he also got some bone to pick with his stud.

"Do I fuck you good, son!?"

"Fuck yes! Fuck yes, Daddy! You fuck me so good! Fuck, I am cumming! I am cumming again! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I am fucking cumming, Daddy!"

"Scream louder! Son! Louder!" Rory pounded Isabella who was also moaned louder faster which made Patrick also moan louder. With a hard thrust, pushing both his and his son's cock further into Isabella, Rory emptied his balls inside of her, along with Patrick's twentieth-ish cum. Their body was drenched in sweat.

Rory pulled away, and he looked at his son's exhausted face with delight. He pulled Isabella off Patrick's, then pushed Louis's face on Patrick's cock.

"There son, you said you want to piss."

As soon as Louis put the cock inside his mouth, the piss came streaming hard but heavy with some leftover cum which Louis drank gladly. Patrick didn't make a sound or move, just heavy breathing. Rory laid down beside him with his arms around Patrick's head, so now his son was laying on his arm. When he finished pissing, he quickly turned and hugged Rory tightly as he buried his face on his dad's smelly chest hair.

"You're a fucking shithead, you know that."

"I know, son. I am sorry. I hope you'll forgive me."

"I'll have Connor fucking wrecked your cunt."

"You'll watch right?"

"Slut," was all he said before he let himself fall asleep on his dad's chest, ignoring his three brothers and the two guards taking turns riding Lucas's huge dong. The man didn't have the stamina of a Leinster, so they had the guards get the man aphrodisiac. In the end, all of them got so much cum inside their ass that lasted for days, but Lucas was out for the next few days.

As they couldn't let anyone know the fucking wimp fuck them in the ass, they would empty the cum first inside Louis's mouth before heading out, but that wasn't necessary most of the time. Patrick ordered them to spend the emperor's honeymoon by fucking his wife after all. This way, even if Patrick's cum didn't work, one of his family cum would work. So all of MacCarthal would spend their days and nights fucking, while Louis would let Lucas fuck him. If Lucas was out of cum, he would call Cian. Sometimes his side husband would fuck him himself, sometimes he would let one of his bitches fuck him, sometimes his friends, and occasionally, his new Yorkish friends.

When there were troubles, the man who needed to take care of the problems would pass Isabella to another MacCarthal. However, in Rory's case, he would take Isabella out and fucked her while he did his business, drilling the army, eating, hunting, shitting, you name it.

Patrick only complained if it was his turn, but other than that, he just laughed it off. He too got closer with his dad and his brothers. Now, they had a better understanding of each other, and a better view of fucking. They didn't shy away from cocks anymore. They would fuck each other or the cocks without feeling ashamed as long as it was with their family or the two guards, Maxence and Vincent. The two loyal guards were even rewarded for their loyalty to use Louis's mouth whenever they needed to empty their asses of cums. Once, the MacCarthal, Connor, and Sean played roulette with wine bottle, and whoever that bottle ended up pointing to, Rory would ride their cock. The one who cum first would replace Rory, but once Connor's cock got inside him, they ended up taking turns on Rory instead. Isabella? She was Dara's for the day since Patrick needed him to do something, and the man only take the Empress for payment. He believed that his cum could eat Patrick's cum inside Isabella and replace the baby with his. Patrick didn't care as long as the man got his job done. He did kick the man balls once again to be sure though.

When he didn't fuck the emperor, Lucas would spend his time with his new Leinster friends naked in the courtyard. It began when Rory introduced him to everyone in his army by ripping his pants in front of everyone. He was about to cover his cock when he saw those hunks crouched down just to get a closer look at his humongous cock. Rory jacked him off to his full hard length of 15", and everyone had been jacking him off just to see the magnificent cock at full length ever since. The Leinster also introduced him to the army's cunts. Not the armies, he already knew most of them, and they loved to bully him when they got the chance. It's no surprise he liked their cunts better. Let's just say he got some good revenge fuck on those cunts that some of them were so loose the Leinster got bored of them. Now their only source of cock was Lucas, and he enjoyed seeing them beg for his cock like good sluts.

When the two month long honeymoon had come to an end, the Frankish reluctantly prepared to go back to their country. Some of them were happy that some of the Leinster would follow them back to Francia, some others were sad to leave the lover(s) they found there. Those who were singles were told to stick to the army instead of becoming housebitches since that would make their value down from a beautiful army bitch to only a beautiful bitch. Those who had family were told to go back to their family and to always be ready to receive their studs in case they want to visit or send their son(s) to take over the family. Some others would be toyed and played around with, like the studs would say they'd consider it if the bitch could fill a barrel full of cum, find a rabbit to fuck them, hatch an unfertilized egg before they sailed, etc. the rest would get their face pressed on the studs' asses nostril on the hole as they let out a loud wet fart on the bitches' handsome face whenever they mention anything about Francia. In the end, though, the last group were the ones sent home with a pregnant belly full of cum, an ownership tattoo, and a threat of castration if they ever fuck any men besides Leinster men. And also a good long make-out.

It was a happy, lustful, yet melancholic moment when they sent the Frankish off. Louis was folded up on a bed as his valet fuck the shit out of him, and the men carried the bed with them. Isabella was being pounded by Rory as she walked to the ship, the entourage was also fucked the Leinster men who were going to Francia, the army paraded naked to the ship and they were lined on the deck with ass up in the air, and as the ship sailed off the dock, the pushed the cum out of their ass hard enough to make cum fountains and firework sounds of fart. When they were at the sea, the army would return to their job, riding the Leinster, the Rutting Stag, cocks.

Rory was also following them to Francia, only to make sure they arrived safely and to make sure the empress was well filled, on his own ship. When he didn't fuck Isabella, he would be fucked by Connor. He would also go around fucking everyone, but more often than not, he would find the holes were already gaping open from the fucking wimp valet. He antagonized the man for the rest of the trip. That was until the whole sailors that had been bitched by Lucas ganged up on him and drugged him with aphrodisiac, Rory ended up dancing on Lucas's cock until the next day. Connor was too busy fucking someone else to notice. After that, when Connor was unavailable, and he got the ass itch, he would get himself the valet's 15" cock.

The first morning they were out at the sea, the feeling of anxiety finally settled on him. He woke up, took a bath, and was about to be dressed by Lucas when he stopped him.

"Should we try to act normal from now on? You know, preparing for the court's life."

Lucas looked uncertain as well, "I don't know your highness. But if you would ask me my opinion, I would say let us be free while we were on the trip home. We won't have this freedom again once we arrive at court."

Louis pondered for a while, "You're right," but then he smirked, "but why do I feel like you're saying this just to fuck me like a whore. You're always silent when we fuck, but don't you think I didn't notice how you look at me."

Lucas looked down in fear, "I am sorry, your highness."

"Am I that horrible?"

"You're not... but you did force me to spar with the knights, and jousting as well. I couldn't do any of that, and if I am honest, I don't like it."

"I do that for you!" He turned to Lucas, "Look at your muscle. They don't exist. I do that so people wouldn't look down on you when they see your muscle. You can't expect people to see your chivalry if you didn't have muscle or can't dance with your horse."

"Do you look down on me now your highness? People look down on me, but there, on the land, I barely know, people look down and they see my cock, and they adore me."

"It isn't the same at home!"

"I don't like home! My home wasn't there! It was in Leinster! Where I could be who I am, and you too!"

Louis looked away at the window, towards the waving sea. "As I said, it was different."

"Different until Patrick showed you a new way. A better way! And he will show everyone too. You know how nice it is to be yourself. Frankish always said men like me who had no muscle will never taste the sweetness of love or the grandeur of honor. In Leinster, I fuck them wide open so wide they had nobody to fuck them but me! I made them bring me roses just for me to shove it up their loose cunts! And they thanked me because it feels as good to them to be themselves as it is to me. And you love to be a slut, and how does that make you feel knowing you can't be who you are in your own home?"

Louis went silent.

"See? You know how I feel! How people force me to be something that I am not. So stop doing that." He turned Louis to face the mirror again, with him behind, "Besides, don't you think it's much hotter this way. You, an emperor with all of these beautiful muscles, bending over for a scrawny guy like me. Offering your cunt like a slut to me? You like that don't you? Humiliating yourself like a slut."

Louis smirked, "Fine, no clothes, it is."

Lucas gave a spank on his ass and began preparing for breakfast.

Louis was about to dig in when Patrick, who wore a different cloth than what he wore earlier in the dawn, suddenly came in with a glass full of white milk and gave it to Louis. "A fresh milk for my fresh cunt in the morning. I hope that stallion hasn't broken your ass yet or I would have to settle for his ass from now on." He kissed Louis on the lips.

"I am also surprised he hasn't."

"You could fuck me anytime you want." Patrick looked at Lucas blushing and suddenly remembered he did hasn't fuck the stallion yet.

"I love an eager cunt. But not anytime soon. I am busy with the emperor and the empress."

Lucas nodded.

"C'mon, drink."

Louis took a sip and he found the taste familiar. It was thick and creamy, with a hint of sweetness. It also had small lumps of thick liquid which Louis thought was fat. He could also taste a hint of bitterness, like Rory's pit musk and a hint of piss? It was, overall, tasty. Just a little bit weird. He set down the glass and was about to ask Patrick what's in the milk when Rory came in naked scratching his balls, looked at the glass, and drank it.

"Fuck, it tastes so good! Is it milk?" he continued drinking.

"It's cum."

"So funny, son!" he said before downing the whole glass down, "Fuck, that's refreshing. Now, I am ready to pump your wife full of cum some more, your highness." He slapped Louis lightly, then went back to Isabella's room.

"I am not kidding, that's really a glass of cum."

Extra:

Patrick entered the dim-lit room with only lights from the small windows lighting the room. He had to lean on a pillar when the floor tilted sideways, he could hear a strong wave crashing on their ship. But he continued on his way to a huge cage. Inside the cage was a man naked except for his collar around his neck with a huge bell in it.

"I hope you like the cage. Don't worry though, we'll soon get you to a much greener pasture." He said as he entered the cage.

The man who was sitting on a stool turned to Patrick. His head was shaved, and now you could clearly see the scars on his face literally split the head in half to the left. The ugly man now had a huge nose ring and a tattoo on his head that said "Cow".

Patrick set out the glass on the floor, "Be a good cow, and fill this glass with your milk, what should I call you? Cow?"

The man scoffed, he opened his legs showing a small soft dick to Patrick. "I thought the farmer was supposed to milk the cow."

Patrick was thinking to kick the man in the balls right now, but he didn't want to ruin the milk. So he relented and picked up the glass. He pointed the cock at the glass and began jacking it. Soon the cock was 2" hard and the precum was flowing. He looked disgusted when he saw the cheese marinating under the head.

"Fuck, get the milk out!"

"My precum taste as good too! It makes the cum taste better so make sure you put in the glass!"

"Yeah, sure. Whatever you say."

"Did I lie when I said my cum taste good? If you don't trust me just taste it."

He didn't lie, and that night when he pushed his cum into Patrick's mouth, he could taste the tastiness until the next day. That's why he got Dara to capture this man and make him his cow. What does the precum taste like?

He scooped some of the flowing precum with his finger and brought it into his mouth. His smiles lit up but when he saw the Cow smirking at him, he coughed and acted like nothing happened.

"Taste it from the cock, it tastes better."

"Fuck off."

Cow smirked, he knew he got the man, and he knew he was going to have Patrick's cock wrapped around his cock fed him his cum, and made him eat his disgusting cheese. Just the thought of it, Cow was ready to be milked.

He cum right into the glass, only filling the base of the glass. Patrick was visibly disappointed, "Fuck, I told you to fill the glass, Cow!"

"Be patient, there's more in the balls, you just need to milk me right."

Patrick was milking the last drop out of the cock when he suddenly remembered how good the cum taste. He scooped it up and ate it. His face was clearly enjoying this.

"I told you it tastes better from the tap."

"Yeah, sure."

"Bitch, did I ever lie to you? Whatever, it's your waste."

He hadn't. What if he didn't lie with this one as well? What if it did taste better? It got Patrick thinking, and Cow knew it as well.

"Fuck, I am cumming!" Patrick quickly put the cock into his mouth, and Cow was ready. He grabbed Patrick's head and skullfucked his cum into him.

Patrick was fed stream after stream of cum which he eagerly drank. Then, it stopped, but Cow didn't stop skullfucking him, a second later, another stream was coming. "Don't drink this one." By the time he was finished cumming, Patrick's mouth was puffed out.

"Get the cheese out with your tongue!"

This man was crazy, there's no way Patrick would do that. He thought as his tongue obediently tried to clean the man's cheese from under the hood. When he felt the tongue no longer probing, he pulled. "Open your mouth, but don't swallow."

Patrick did as he asked. He just waited and watched when Cow put the rest of the cheese into his waiting mouth.

"Wait, I am going to piss into your mouth."

Patrick didn't say anything. He patiently waited and looked at Cow playing around with his cock, trying to make soften somehow. Their eyes met and he knew Cow was insulting him with that stare. He felt stupid waiting with an open mouth full of cum and cheese for the man to piss into his mouth like it was a chamberpot. But he obediently waited because what if it did taste good? Fuck, if the man told him to eat his shit because it would make his cum taste better, he would do it. Patrick hoped he won't.

"Don't worry, I don't have anything in my ass right now. Maybe, tomorrow. I'll save up for you."

After some time, "Open up, here come the piss." Cow filled Patrick's mouth with piss while the man waited obediently. When the mouth was about to full, Cow aimed the cock at Patrick's face, then his hair, while Patrick remained still as the man gave him a full body golden shower. When he finished, Cow stood in front of Patrick.

"Look at me when you drink it."

Patrick gulped it down, and every gulped he took, he looked at Cow's eyes smiling at him.

"You've had breakfast yet, pig?"

"No."

"Good, let's fill your stomach first, then we'll fill the glass. By the time you're out of this room, everyone will smell my cum out of your mouth, cumbreath. Open up."

Patrick opened his mouth and eagerly sucked the cum out of Cow. It kept flowing and flowing, with only a few seconds resting. True to his words, Cow did feed Patrick until his stomach felt so full they only stopped when Patrick puked some of the cum out of his nose.

"Now, let's fill the glass. I'll cum faster if you eat my ass."

"There's no way I am eating your stink ass."

Cow turned around, spread his cheeks, and Patrick went to town on the ass. He did fill the glass to the brim. Patrick was satisfied and was about to bring the glass away, when he heard Cow say, "I could fill two glasses, why don't you take that one and let me refill it for the emperor?"

Yeah, as if he was going to eat that nasty ass again. He drank the glass and enjoyed the taste before he went back to eat Cow's ass.

"You want to know what would make it better?"

Please no.

"Put your nose in my hole and I'll give you the best drug, my fart."

"Yeah as if I'd trust that." He said sarcastically. A second later, his nostril was on the hole. Cow pushed Patrick into his ass harder as he farted hard into the nose. He looked over his shoulder and saw Patrick's eyes were white with a stupid smile on his face. "Yeah, I told you it was a good shit."

It was a very foul smell. The worst smell in his entire life and worse than Rory. He was so out he didn't realize his head was lying on the stool being sat on by Cow's ass as he ate the ass while occasionally being fed fart. Meanwhile, Cow jerked off his cock, filling the tenth glass full of cum. Cow only stood up to feed Patrick the glass full of cum. Cow took the glass from Patrick's hand after he finished the tenth glass.

"The next one is for the emperor."

He heard Cow say before his face was covered with ass again.

To be Continued

And that's all for this chapter. It's quite a long one, I know, but I don't want to have two chapters more for Leinster, and just wrap it up now. Then I remember I haven't compensated y'all yet for missing for a few months. So that's where the Extra came from. It was just that, an Extra story that doesn't necessarily influence the plot. The ones that I write just for fun.

Also, this is the first time I wrote a Straight/heterosexual scene, so I hope it wasn't that cringe. But then again, everything in my story was cringe and I am embracing it. Anyway, I hope it's not too horrible. I'd love to hear from you.