Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2021 08:06:52 +0700
From: Ganteng Ask <gantengcks@gmail.com>
Subject: Kingdom of Francia Chapter 5

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	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.