It is your first day as a knight in training! You are lined up alongside five beautiful ladies, all sporting shining armor: Alice, Joan, Cecilia, Margaret, and Beatrice. They cast you odd glances, confused as to why there is a man amongst their ranks. Master Knight Elizabeth stands tall before you. Elizabeth: "Listen up! From now on, I will whip you knights into shape and mold you into soldiers worthy of our country. I am your leader, Elizabeth, but you all shall address me as Master Knight." As Elizabeth speaks, whispers are shared amongst the rest of the group. Alice: "Is that really a guy?" Joan: Scoffs. "No way. It's just a girl with short hair... right?" Cecilia: "Shh! You girls!" Margaret: "Everyone knows men don't become knights." Beatrice: "A man is with us? That's kind of exciting, isn't it?" Giggles. Their whispers are soon halted by a whistle from Elizabeth. Elizabeth: "Silence! I see some of you have already noticed our male addition, {{user}}. {{user}}, will you please step forward and introduce yourself?"

Elizabeth turns toward you expectantly. "And what do you have to say for yourself, Kurgan?" The other knights lean in curiously as well. You take a deep breath and speak up. "My name is Kurgan, Master Knight Elizabeth. I am honored to be able to serve alongside such strong and capable women."

Elizabeth crosses her arms, studying you intently. "Hmm... Well, Kurgan, today we shall begin with some basic training." Without another word, she leads the group to a clearing in the woods nearby. Alice, Joan, Cecilia, Margaret, and Beatrice cluster around you expectantly as you stand next to them in a loose circle. Elizabeth brandishes her sword with a flourish and addresses the group. "Alright, everyone! We are going to start with some sword-fighting exercises." She gestures for each of you to take your position, facing away from one another. "When I say 'go', you will strike out at the person behind you as fast and hard as you can!"

Elizabeth shouts "Go!" and instantly, your fellow knights lunge forward with their swords. Each strike is quick and precise; you feel the wind whistle past your ears as they aim for your back. You try to follow suit but quickly realize that none of them are attacking you!

The others seem to forget about you entirely, continuing to focus on their drills while Elizabeth paces around the clearing shouting instructions. "Faster!" "Stronger!" "Less wasted motion!" Eventually, she comes up behind you and pokes you in the back with her sword.

"Kurgan! Pay attention! Your turn." She gives you a mock-serious glare before returning to her spot in front of the group. Clearly, you will have to prove yourself if you want to earn their respect.

Elizabeth narrows her eyes and nods at you. "Very well. Remember your training, Kurgan. Be strong. Be precise." She gestures for the group to resume their positions. "Go!"

As before, everyone attacks except for you. But this time, you are ready. You focus on Master Knight Elizabeth's movements and mimic her stance as best you can. When she strikes out at you, your sword is already there to parry the blow. Your opponents seem to notice, and their attacks become less wild and more calculated in an effort to find a way past your defense.

The exercise continues, and your newfound focus on balance and reaction speed serves you well. The other knights begin to trade blows at a furious pace, their movements growing more fluid with each passing moment. Margaret, who was previously dismissive of your abilities, can't help but watch in amazement as you effortlessly block her attacks. Even Beatrice, who had been so eager to touch your crotch earlier, seems to lose interest as she becomes wrapped up in the training.

Eventually, Master Knight Elizabeth blows a whistle, signaling the end of the exercise. The group gathers around her as she addresses them. "I see you have all been working hard today. Kurgan," she says with a nod, "you seem to be adapting quite well." The other knights glance at each other uncomfortably. "Good work. Now, remember that this is only the beginning. There is much more training ahead of us if we are going to turn you all into true knights."

Elizabeth glances at the others and folds her arms. "Now, as for you girls..." She turns back to the group with a stern expression. "I want each of you to work on your weaknesses today. Margaret, you're too cocky and it's getting in the way of your training. Joan," she says pointedly, "you need to learn some self-control." Cecilia shrugs nonchalantly; Elizabeth eyes her coolly. "You think everything is fine just because you are, well... you?" The other knights look at each other nervously as Master Knight Elizabeth continues to criticize them. They nod sheepishly and begin to disperse, each going their separate ways to focus on the tasks assigned to them for the day. Except for Beatrice, who lingers behind.

"Um... Master Knight?" she says uncertainly. "You wanted me to work on my weaknesses... but what if..." She trails off, blushing furiously.

Elizabeth arches an eyebrow at Beatrice. "Yes?" she says coolly, already knowing what the young knight is about to say.

Beatrice glances over at you nervously before continuing. "Well... what if my weakness is that I like stronger men? Like the way they feel... and..." She trails off again, her blush deepening.

Elizabeth folds her arms and looks at Beatrice thoughtfully. Finally, she sighs. "Very well, Beatrice," she says with a nod. "I suppose there's nothing wrong with admitting that. However, if you want to truly become a strong knight, you need to learn to control these feelings."

Beatrice looks relieved but still anxious. "Y-Yes, Master Knight." She turns toward you, mustering up her courage, and takes a step closer. "Um... do you think... I could maybe practice with you later?"

Beatrice blushes even deeper at your whispered words, her eyes widening in surprise. She glances nervously between you and Master Knight Elizabeth before nodding shyly. "T-Thanks... I think."

Elizabeth clears her throat, bringing their attention back to her. "Very well then. You are dismissed, Beatrice. Remember your task for the day." With one final hesitant look at you, Beatrice scampers off, leaving only you and Master Knight Elizabeth alone in the clearing.

"Kurgan," she says with a sigh, "I know what they all think about you being here... but just because you are male doesn't mean you can't be strong. You have the potential to become an excellent knight, if only you can prove it." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her expression becoming more serious. "And if anyone gives you any trouble about being in this platoon... just come to me, understand?"

Elizabeth nods curtly in reply before turning back to address the rest of the group. "You all heard me! Get to work!" The other knights scramble off, disappearing into the woods to focus on their tasks for the day. As they leave, Elizabeth turns back to you once more.

"Well then... I suppose that's all for now. Don't forget what we discussed earlier about focusing on your balance and reaction time." She glances at her watch before continuing. "You are dismissed as well, Kurgan."

You hesitate for a moment, unsure if there is anything else you should say or do. Finally, you nod respectfully to Master Knight Elizabeth and make your way back to the barracks to begin preparations for the day's training.

You arrive at the barracks to find Cecilia already there, supervising some of the younger trainees as they clean and organize their belongings. She glances up at you and narrows her eyes suspiciously. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in training."

"Yes, Master Knight," you reply with a nod. "I was just taking a break, but I'm on my way now." As you step past her, Cecilia grunts in what might have been acknowledgement before returning her attention to the trainees.

You head into the mess hall and help yourself to some food from the serving tables. There is a commotion at one of the tables in the corner; it seems that Beatrice and Joan are arguing over something. You consider going over to see what's wrong, but decide against it for now, knowing that you should focus on your own training.

"Well," Joan says through gritted teeth as she shoos away one of the younger trainees who was trying to interrupt their argument, "there's always water in those big jugs over there." She gestures vaguely toward a table along the far wall. "Or you could make do with what we have here," she continues, jerking her chin at her own mug of ale.

"Thanks, Joan," Beatrice whispers gratefully. Looking in your direction, she flushes again and ducks her head, embarrassed by the attention. "There's some water in those jugs over there too."

"Well," Cecilia says from across the hall as she steps up beside you, "as Master Knight Elizabeth has pointed out, this is a matriarchal society. Men don't hold much sway around here, so why should we follow their rules about what's acceptable to drink?" She takes a long swig from her own mug of ale before continuing. "Besides, it's not like any of you are women enough to understand how we need to keep our strength up."

You look around the mess hall, considering this. It seems that Cecilia is right; in this society, men aren't really considered equals. Maybe if you want to prove yourself as a knight among them, you should learn to accept their ways... at least for now. With a shrug, you grab a mug of ale from the serving table and take a hearty swig.

As you finish your ale and slam the mug down on the table, some of the trainees nearby glance in your direction, surprise evident on their faces. But before anyone can comment further, Master Knight Elizabeth appears at the entrance to the mess hall, her eyes narrowing as she surveys the room.

"Alright, girls," she says, her voice like a whip, "it's time for you all to get back to work." She pauses before continuing, her gaze fixed on you. "Including you, Kurgan." Her tone is even sharper than usual when she addresses you by name.

You nod and push the rest of your food away, forcing yourself to stand tall despite her intense scrutiny. As you prepare to follow Master Knight Elizabeth's lead out of the mess hall, you can't help but wonder what sort of training she has in store for today...

You follow Master Knight Elizabeth out of the mess hall, not daring to dawdle or lag behind as she leads you and the rest of your fellow knights-in-training toward a clearing in the woods. It's hard not to notice how everyone seems to be watching you with a mix of curiosity and skepticism, especially Cecilia and Margaret.

As you walk, the need to relieve yourself grows more insistent. You debate for a moment whether or not it would be acceptable to take care of your business while you're out on training, but ultimately decide against it. The last thing you want is to give the other knights another reason to question your ability to handle yourself in their ranks.

Finally, Master Knight Elizabeth comes to a halt at the edge of the clearing and turns to face her charges. "Alright, everyone," she says with a sigh, "I have something special planned for today's training." She glances over at you again, an unreadable expression crossing her features before she continues. "But first... we need to work on our agility and reflexes."

The other knights exchange puzzled looks amongst themselves as they wonder what Master Knight Elizabeth could possibly mean by that. You try not to appear too interested in the matter; your main concern right now is finding a private spot where you can relieve yourself without anyone noticing...

As Master Knight Elizabeth continues to speak, you slip away unnoticed toward the cover of some nearby vegetation. You duck behind a particularly dense bush, grateful for its ample privacy as you take care of business. The relief is almost immediate; there's nothing like a good piss after drinking ale all morning.

Afterward, feeling much better, you climb out of the bush and head back to where the other knights are training. They seem to be engaged in some sort of obstacle course, leaping over logs and sprinting between stations. You watch them for a moment, wondering if any of their exercises will involve hiding behind bushes...

As you watch Master Knight Elizabeth from the other side of the clearing, it occurs to you that she might have seen you hiding in the bushes earlier. Her expression is difficult to read; her gaze seems distant, almost unfocused as she observes the training exercise. Perhaps she's simply deep in thought about how best to lead and instruct you... or perhaps something else has caught her attention.

Either way, you decide it would probably be best not to draw any unnecessary attention to yourself right now. Keeping your head down and your mouth shut is likely the wisest course of action for the time being. As the training continues, you focus on following Master Knight Elizabeth's lead and doing your best in each exercise.

Elizabeth seems to notice your distraction as the training progresses. At one point, she pauses the exercise and fixes you with a stern gaze. "Kurgan," she says, her voice cool and calm despite the disapproval in her eyes, "you seem to be having some difficulty focusing today."

The other knights fall silent as they watch this exchange, waiting to see how you'll respond. Do you confess your worries about being caught behind the bushes earlier? Or do you try to brush it off and pretend you were simply trying to concentrate on the task at hand?

Master Knight Elizabeth arches an eyebrow at you, not quite buying your excuse. But she decides against pressing the matter further for now; there will be plenty of time to deal with such issues later. With a curt nod, she signals for the training exercise to continue.

As the day wears on, you find yourself growing increasingly tired and sore from all the training. You've never been much of an athlete, but being able to keep up with these knights is beginning to take its toll on your body. Still, you refuse to let them see any signs of weakness; that would only confirm their worst suspicions about you.

Finally, Master Knight Elizabeth calls a halt to the training and addresses the group once more. "Well done, girls," she says with a satisfied smile. "You all did extremely well today." She turns her attention back to you, her expression softening slightly. "And Kurgan... while you may not have shown much improvement in certain areas, I can see that you are trying your best. That's something at least."

The other knights murmur their agreement and nod respectfully as they watch this exchange. Even Beatrice is giving you a shy smile from where she stands near the back of the group. It feels good to earn their approval, even if it's only for trying your best... but that's what being a knight is all about, isn't it?

Elizabeth seems to notice your discomfort but says nothing about it. After all, it would hardly do for her to let any of the other knights suspect that you might be weak in any way. Instead, she dismisses the group and leads them back toward the barracks for some well-earned rest and recuperation before dinner.

As you make your way through the woods, you can't help but wonder how Master Knight Elizabeth will treat you now that she's seen what happened behind those bushes... and whether any of the other knights might try to use it against you in the future. Only time will tell.

Elizabeth smirks at your surprised expression and gives you a knowing wink. "I hope that will help with those distractions," she whispers in your ear before stepping away with a shake of her head, as if to clear it. "Just... try not to get too worked up over it, alright?"

As you return to the barracks, the other knights exchange curious glances but say nothing about what they might have seen or heard earlier. You're not sure how much longer you can keep this secret, especially if Master Knight Elizabeth is going to be so... forward with her advice. But for now, it seems as though things are still under control.

Elizabeth chuckles quietly to herself as she watches you head off in search of an alternative shower area. She knows that the other knights can be quite... territorial about certain things, and she isn't surprised by your reaction. Still, she can't help but wonder how long it will be before someone finally challenges you on this matter...

Elizabeth's eyes narrow as she watches you undress and retreat to the edge of the clearing with a few jugs of water. There's something about the way you move, the flexibility in your muscles... It reminds her of someone else she once knew, long ago when she was training under another master. The memories are bittersweet; she can never forget what happened to that knight... but perhaps seeing you like this isn't such a bad thing after all.

As you begin your makeshift shower and tend to your grooming, she decides to pay you an impromptu visit. "Feeling a little shy, recruit?" she asks casually, trying not to sound too eager as she approaches. "Go a bit further out and get started, i will come and assist you"

The other knights exchange curious glances but remain silent for now; they know better than to interrupt a private conversation between Master Knight Elizabeth and one of her charges, even if that charge happens to be Kurgan.

"Go on," she encourages with a nod toward the small clearing where you've set up your makeshift shower. "I won't bite... much." There's an impish grin playing around the corners of her mouth as she says this, and it takes everything in you not to return the smile. But you manage to keep a straight face as you turn back toward the water jugs, wondering what else she could possibly mean by that remark.

As you finish urinating against the tree, Master Knight Elizabeth raises an eyebrow in acknowledgment before stepping closer to you. "You know," she says conversationally, reaching out to run her fingers through your wet hair, "it's good that you took care of that. Now, why don't we get started on the rest of you?"

She tilts your head back gently, her other hand moving down to cup your cheek as she gazes into your eyes with an intensity that makes your stomach flutter uneasily. You wonder if this is how the other knights feel when they're being trained by her... and you can't help but be grateful for it in some strange, twisted way. Even though you know she's just doing her job, there's something about being so close to her that makes you feel... special.

As she begins washing your body with the jugs of water, she continues to speak softly to you, offering advice and encouragement in equal measure. It feels strange at first, but somehow liberating as well; it's like she's not just cleaning you, but also helping to clear away all the doubts and fears that have been weighing down on your mind since you arrived here.

When she finally steps back, satisfied with her work, you realize with a start that your body feels cleaner than it has in months... and there's something else, too: a strange sort of connection to Master Knight Elizabeth that you can't quite put your finger on. "Show me how you wash your private area, I want see you clean it good" she says to me in a commanding tone.

Without hesitation, you lower yourself onto one knee and obey her command. You glance up at her as she watches intently from nearby, your heart racing in anticipation of what comes next. As you reach between your legs with one hand, you find yourself wondering if this is how it felt for the other knights when they were being trained by her... and if this is just the beginning of a long journey toward becoming one of them.

As your fingers brush against your most private parts, you become aware of how wet they feel; a mixture of water from the shower and something else entirely. You grit your teeth as you begin to clean yourself thoroughly, determined not to embarrass yourself in front of Master Knight Elizabeth, your cock getting slightly engorged . She nods her approval when she sees that you're done, and then helps you to your feet with a firm but gentle hand on your shoulder.

"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" she asks with a grin, letting her fingers linger against your skin for just a moment longer than necessary. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks again, her hand grips your penis.

"No... Master Knight," you manage to reply, still feeling breathless from their close proximity. "Not bad at all."

"Good," she says with a satisfied smile. "Now that we've taken care of that... I think it's time for some real training." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, her voice dropping to a low growl, "Come with me." Her hand tightens slightly on your penisr as she pulls you closer, guiding you deeper into the woods.

You feel a thrill course through you as you follow Master Knight Elizabeth away from the other knights; a mix of excitement and anticipation that makes it hard to focus on anything else. She leads you to a clearing at the center of the forest where there are several wooden practice dummies arranged in a rough circle.

"Tonight, I am going to work on your cock," she tells you, her voice clear and firm. "I want you to focus on me, control... and most importantly, trust." She pauses for emphasis before adding with a wicked glint in her eye, "trust yourself... and fuck me."

You nod slowly, your heart racing as you realize what she's implying. This is going to be a very different kind of training session than anything you've experienced so far... but if it means becoming one of them, then you're willing to do whatever it takes.

Elizabeth smirks at your obvious confusion before continuing, her voice taking on a more sensual tone. "Tonight, I want you to use that pretty cock of yours to fuck me... hard and deep." She reaches up to undo the clasp of her breastplate, revealing her ample cleavage and an intriguing patch of fur growing across her chest.

"But first," she says, stepping closer to you, "we need to get warmed up a bit..." With that, she wraps one hand around your cock and begins stroking it slowly, expertly manipulating the head against her lower lips. Your breath catches in your throat as desire surges through you; it feels so good to be touched like this by someone who knows what they're doing.

"Let me show you how," she whispers, guiding your hand to stroke her slit instead. "You feel that? This is where you need to focus all of your attention... and all of your strength." Her hips rock forward into your touch as if of their own accord, urging you onward toward release.

Elizabeth lets out a low moan as you stroke her expertly, her hips bucking wildly against your hand. "That's it," she pants, the muscles of her abdomen tensing beneath your fingertips. "You feel so good... use that cock on me..." Her words are barely more than a whisper as she arches her back, offering herself to you fully.

With one swift movement, she lowers herself onto your fingers until they're buried inside of her, stretching and filling her completely. As you watch her body move with the power and grace of a predator claiming its prey, desire overtakes any lingering trace of hesitation or doubt. With renewed determination, you grab hold of her hips and begin to thrust into her eager pussy, matching her rhythm stroke for stroke.

"Oh fuck yes," she groans, the tension in her body slowly beginning to uncoil as you bring them both closer to climax. "I knew you had it in you... Show me more..." Her words are punctuated by another moan of pleasure as your cock begins to throb against her lower lips, demanding release.

Master Knight Elizabeth lets out a loud cry as your thumb brushes against her sensitive little nub, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her head thrashes back and forth between your shoulders, her fingers digging into your flesh as she comes hard, her pussy clamping down around you in the tightest grip yet.

Her entire being seems to relax as the aftershocks of her orgasm subside, and she collapses bonelessly onto your chest with a contented sigh. "That," she whispers breathlessly into your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine, "was absolutely fantastic."

You feel her hand begin to trace circles on your stomach before slowly inching lower toward the object of their true desire: your erect cock. With a slow, practiced motion, she grips you firmly and begins to stroke in time with your rapid breaths.

"Now it's your turn," she whispers into your ear again, her lips brushing against your skin as they form the words. "Show me what you can do." With that, she pulls away slightly, guiding your cock toward her wet entrance.

Elizabeth smirks up at you as she feels your restraint. "That's it," she whispers hoarsely, her body tensing with anticipation. "You can take me however you want." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the sensations to come, and then closes her eyes, trusting you completely.

With a growl that vibrates through your chest and sends shockwaves of desire straight to your cock, you plunge into her, filling her up in one powerful thrust. She cries out sharply at the contact, arching her back and digging her fingers deeper into your skin as she meets your pace, matching you stroke for stroke.

"That's it," she groans, biting down on her lower lip to stifle another moan. "Use me... use my body..." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of your flesh slapping together, and as she speaks them, something inside of you snaps free.

You grit your teeth and begin to move faster, harder, taking her with you on a wild ride toward completion. Your cock feels impossibly long inside of her tight pussy, stretching and filling her in a way that's almost painful - but it's a good kind of pain; the kind that tells you she wants this as much as you do.

As the sensations build to an unbearable peak, you feel your orgasm welling up inside of you, threatening to spill over at any moment. When it finally does, you let out a roar of release, bucking hard against her one last time as hot cum shoots through your cock and into her waiting body. Marking her innards as yours now.

Elizabeth arches her back with a cry of pleasure as you come deep inside of her, the sensation of your hot cum filling her up sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She grips you tightly, every muscle in her core clenching around your cock, holding you inside of her as she rides out the last shudders of her own orgasm.

"That... was incredible," she whispers hoarsely, collapsing onto the practice dummy with a satisfied sigh. Her gaze meets yours, and for a moment there's something in those violet eyes that you can't quite decipher; a mix of affection and respect, perhaps? It sends another shiver down your spine. "I never thought... someone like you could be so..."

She trails off, unable to find the words to express what she means. And maybe that's for the best; words are sometimes overrated, anyway. As your heartbeat begins to slow and your cock starts to soften inside of her, she reaches up to stroke your cheek gently, a small smile playing around the corners of her mouth.

"You are one of us now," she whispers softly, her breath tickling across your skin. "Welcome to our world."

You watch as she gets slowly to her feet and straightens her armor, seeming almost reluctant to let go of the intimacy they've just shared. But when she finally does, she turns to face you once more, her expression composed and serene; ready to resume their training where they left off.

And so it goes, the two of you learning from one another in a dance of power and desire that pushes both your bodies and minds to their limits. And with each passing day, Kurgan the Frost becomes more

Elizabeth returns your salute with a smile, pleased to know that she'll be the first knight you turn to when you need help. As you head off to join the others for the night, she watches you go, a satisfied grin playing across her lips. She knows now that Kurgan the Frost is well on his way to becoming one of their own; and with each passing day, he'll grow stronger, sharper, more capable of facing whatever challenges lie ahead.

For tonight, however, she allows herself a moment of quiet reflection as she makes her way through the camp and toward her private chambers. The weight of her duty never truly leaves her shoulders, but for this brief moment, she can set aside her worries and simply savor the memory of what just transpired between them; the feel of his cock thrusting deep inside of her, the scent of their sweat mixing together in the air... it's all so exhilarating.

As she reaches her quarters at last, Elizabeth finds herself feeling a strange sense of anticipation for what tomorrow will bring. There's no doubt in her mind that Kurgan will continue to surprise and challenge her in ways she never expected; but she's also certain that together, they'll make an unstoppable team.

With a contented sigh, she slips out of her armor and removes the weapons from their racks, preparing for the night ahead. Tomorrow is sure to bring more hard work and grueling training sessions, but for now, she allows herself the luxury of rest and relaxation; secure in the knowledge that Kurgan the Frost is growing stronger every day, both as a knight and as her... friend or even maybe more. When she sleeps though, in her dreams though, she envision herself as his cock sleeve, causing her to orgams from the intensity of this lucid dream.

As the morning sun streams through her window, Elizabeth stirs from sleep, her body still humming with pleasure from last night's encounter. She yawns widely and climbs out of bed, stretching languidly, remembering her dreams and feeling intense warmth between her legs, before making her way to the practice dummy at the center of her quarters. Today, she plans on working on swordplay; perfecting her form and honing her technique so that she can continue to be a strong leader for the other knights.

She's just about to begin when there's a tentative knock at her door. Curious as to who could be disturbing her at this hour, Elizabeth crosses the room and opens it slightly, peering out cautiously before relaxing a fraction. It's Kurgan; looking flustered and more than a little aroused.

"Master Knight," he says haltingly, his gaze flickering nervously between her eyes before darting down to take in the obvious bulge beneath his blanket. "I... I hope I'm not intruding or anything..."

Elizabeth smirks, amused by his discomfort. "No," she says softly, stepping back and motioning for him to enter. "Come on in; there's something I think we need to discuss." Her voice is low and sultry, it carries with it a promise of more intense pleasure to come. Her face looking for anyone who might be lurking outside

As Kurgan steps hesitantly into her quarters, Elizabeth closes the door behind them, Beatrice and Joan tilting their heads out behind a corner. Elizabeth and Kurgan now together in an intimate space, filled with the heady scent of sex and anticipation. She watches as he stands awkwardly, his eyes moving restlessly across her body before finally coming to rest on her face. There's a question burning in those black eyes, the depths of desire clear, and she can tell that he wants to ravage her.

"Shh," Elizabeth whispers soothingly, moving closer to him until their bodies are almost touching. She reaches up with one hand and traces a finger down his chest, tracing the trail of hair leading from his navel to the base of his cock. "I know what you need." Her breath is warm against his ear as she gently guides him back toward her bed, not resisting he follows willingly.

Once they're both sitting on the edge of the bed, their bodies only inches apart, she looks up at him with hooded eyes. "Let me take care of you, pleas" she breathes, her voice barely more than a whisper. With that, she leans forward and presses her lips to his in a deep, passionate kiss; their tongues dueling hungrily as her hands move lower, encircling his hard length and slowly stroking up and down its length.

As her touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through him, Kurgan groans into the kiss, pressing closer to her. His hips begin to buck against her hand in time with the rhythm she sets, granting her permission to take what she wants: control over his body and mind. With a satisfied smile curving her lips, Elizabeth pulls away from the kiss, watching as Kurgan pants heavily in front of her, his eyes dark with desire.

She continues to stroke him, never do her eyes leave his. Moving to stand in front him, she lowers herself to her knees parting his legs and moves her head towrads his cock.

"I had a dream and I will not lie. It felt right" she says and she opens her mouth.

Elizabeth doesn't hesitate; as soon as Kurgan stands before her she takes him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue flicks out to lap at the head of his cock while her hands slide up his thighs, massaging his balls and squeezing gently. She moans around his length, encouraging him to thrust harder as he nears the edge of release.

The feel of him pulsing in her mouth is exquisite; she savors the taste of him on her tongue, the knowledge that she's the one bringing him this much pleasure, and just as he comes, shooting his cum across her face and down her throat, she looks up at him with a satisfied smile. Her addiction to him now confirmed.As he collapses back onto the bed, spent but replete, she swallows, wipes her mouth on the back of her hand and climbs up to stand in between his legs.

"Mmmm," she hums contentedly, her fingertips trailing across her chest in idle patterns. "That was quite satisfying." She reaches down between them, grasping his spent cock and giving it a few gentle strokes before cupping his balls, gently massaging them through the thin fabric of his trousers.

"This is way more than what I ever anticipated when you arrived" She says, her hand still stroking his cock. Her eyes look into his his and she says "Appearances, I..I am still the commander here...young man" blinking and sounding unsure.

Elizabeth smiles down at him as he speaks, her hand moving faster now, stroking his cock with firm yet gentle pressure. "And I appreciate that," she says huskily, her other hand sliding beneath the hem of her shirt to begin massaging her lower abdomen. Her breath hitches slightly when her fingers brush against the curls at the apex of her thighs, sending a shiver through her entire body.

Her gaze drifts down his chest, taking in every defined muscle and patch of hair leading to where his cock juts up between his legs. She wants him again; wants to feel him inside of her. "We best get back out there..this is extreme"

With a sigh, she leans down and kisses his dickhead with a slavish look on her face. Kurgan's smile making her feel content. Standing up together she walks behind you to the door, standing to the side as she opens it, he steps outside and salutes.

At the training grounds, both behave as they should. She the trainer and command and he the aspirant knight in training. During training Joan and Beatrice, give side glances and comments indicating that they know something is going on between the commander and Kurgan. Their behavior unsettles Elizabeth, the worry causing her to go hard on all the recruits today in the training

In the evening while everyone prepares for their rest, Elizabeth makes sure Kurgan is close by as a show of trust in his newly acquired rank and her regard for him as a partner. She calls him over to one side and whispers into his ear "Good day's training Kurgan." Her breath tickles across his neck as she waits for a reaction. When he leans in slightly, lips inches from her ear, she almost shudders with desire.

"I appreciate you being patient with my sister knights today," she continues softly, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart. "They need the guidance, and I trust that you will continue to help me in that regard." Her eyes flicker down to his lips for a moment before returning to meet his gaze again.

"There is one thing though," she whispers almost conspiratorially, "I had some concerns earlier about how our interactions with each other might affect the others. I trust your judgment and loyalty, but it's important that we maintain discipline and show them all that I have every confidence in you." She pauses, waiting to see if he understands what she's implying before continuing. "I hope you don't mind me mentioning this."

Kurgan's expression doesn't give much away, but the way his hand brushes against hers as he leans in closer seems promising. He nods slowly, gaze locked on hers. "Of course, Commander," he says softly. "I understand completely, and I will do whatever it takes to make sure everything runs smoothly." With that, he steps back with a respectful nod before turning to join the others in their rest.

Elizabeth watches him go, heart racing with equal parts anticipation and anxiety. She knows that what they share is strong, but it'

Elizabeth blushes deeply as she realizes what's happening to her, but it only makes the arousal all the more intense. She looks up at Kurgan with a mix of gratitude and desire, feeling his cock press against her through their clothing. Her voice is barely audible when she finally speaks. "I-it's nothing...I just...need some air..." she stammers, trying to compose herself as he helps her up.

As they make their way out of the camp and into the cool night air, Elizabeth leans heavily against him, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around her. She knows that this isn't the time or place for what she wants, but she can't help herself; every fiber of her being is craving more.

With a shaky breath, she looks up at him, meeting his eyes. "I'm sorry...for what happened earlier," she whispers hoarsely. "It won't happen again." She knows this is only making it worse, but she can't stop herself; the need to have him, be close to him, is too overwhelming.

Kurgan looks down at her, his expression unreadable in the moonlight. He can feel how aroused she is, how much she wants him, and it only serves to heighten his own desire. "I understand," he says softly, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "After the last 2 day I understand more than you know. You mentioned a dream you had though, when you are ready Ma'am. Please tell me" His voice trails off, leaving the words unsaid but heavy in the air between them.

With one final glance into her eyes, Kurgan turns and starts walking back toward camp, leading her away from temptation. The struggle to resist her is agonizing, but she knows that he does this for her. The restraint he showed her confirms that he is a great man for her.

Elizabeth looks up at him as they walk, her expression conflicted. She wants nothing more than to give in to the desires that surge through her every time she's near him, but she also knows that she can't. As they reach her quarters, she comes to a halt, turning to face him. "I understand," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I appreciate your strength in restraining yourself as well." Her eyes drift down to his lips for a moment before meeting his gaze again.

"Rest easy tonight, Kurgan," she whispers, her breath sending shivers along his skin. "We'll work everything out in the morning." With that, she steps back and disappears into her quarters, leaving him standing alone outside of her door. It takes every ounce of self-control for Kurgan to remain where he is, resisting the urge to follow her in and lose himself completely in their passion once more. Joan and Beatrice watching from the distance, growing more suspicious of Kurgan and Elizabeth

Elizabeth sighs softly as she climbs into bed, still tense from the events of earlier and her encounter with Kurgan. She tries to focus on getting some sleep, but her mind keeps wandering back to him; his touch, his voice, the way he looks at her. The knowledge that she'll have to face him tomorrow, pretending like none of this has happened, only makes it harder for her to relax.

Just as she's about to drift off, she hears a soft knock at her door. Frowning slightly in confusion, she climbs out of bed and crosses the room to answer it. As soon as she opens the door, two figures shove their way past her; Joan and Beatrice, both wearing furious expressions on their faces.

"Commander, What do you think you're doing?" Beatrice demands, pointing an accusing finger at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth's eyes widen in confusion, as to what she said. Hoping they are not accusing her of she thinks it is, "I-I don't understand," she stammers. "What are you talking about?"

Beatrice ignores his presence entirely as she continues to glare at Elizabeth. "You know exactly what we're talking about," she spits out venomously. "We heard you...and saw you." Her eyes flit briefly toward the door where Kurgan had been, before narrowing on the still confused commander again. "You can't do this, Elizabeth. Not to us."

Elizabeth feels her heart sink as she begins to understand what they're talking about. She looks down at the floor, unable to meet Beatrice's angry gaze. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, the words barely audible. "I didn't mean for this to happen..."

"It doesn't matter if you meant for it or not!" Joan shouts, stepping forward and pointing at the cum stains on the floor. "You 2 faced bitch" Her voice trembles with emotion, her words painting a vivid picture in everyone's minds of the chaos that had ensued when she found the two of them together earlier tonight.

"I can fix it," Elizabeth says softly, taking a step forward, but Joan waves her back roughly. "Oh really!" she hisses, eyes hard as flint. "How are you going to fix this between us, commander." Her hand clenches into a fist, nails digging painfully into her palm.

The tension in the room grows thick with unspoken accusations and raw emotion. Elizabeth feels helpless to stop any of it; torn between her love for Kurgan and her responsibility as commander to the other knights.

Beatrice holds Joan saying flatly "He is a man commander, we are female knights. how could you?" whispering in Joan's ear quietly "She is not the commander we know anymore, let's make this work to our advantage.". With diabolical smile Joan steps forward "prove to me that you are worthy Commander, if you want us to keep this to ourselves we want some of him as well."

Elizabeth looks from Beatrice to Joan, her expression growing more desperate by the moment. She wants nothing more than to protect Kurgan and keep him safe, but she also knows that losing him would be a crushing blow to her command.

With a trembling hand, she reaches up to unfasten the brooch at her throat. Her cape falls to the ground as it comes free. "Fine," she whispers hoarsely. "Doubt you could handle him alone anyway...just please don't say anything." Her eyes plead with Beatrice to understand; to know that what they shared was real, even if it couldn't be talked about openly.

For a moment, it seems like Beatrice might relent. But then Joan steps forward, her face twisted in anger and jealousy. "Oh really!" she spits out venomously. "You want to play these games, commander? Fine." She grabs Elizabeth roughly by the arm and drags her toward the edge of the bed. "Come on," she growls. "We're going to find out if this male knight...is worth anything"

Elizabeth tries to struggle free, but it's no use against Joan's iron grip. As they stumble to the bed, Kurgan watches helplessly from his hiding spot, his heart racing with fear for her safety and confusion over what just happened. "Go get him!" Joan says, directing Beatrice.

"What do you think you're doing?" Beatrice gasps, struggling against his iron grip. Kurgan's strength is formidable; he could easily snap her neck if he wanted to. But that isn't his intention tonight; he just wants them both to stop and think about what they're doing before it's too late.

Joan lets go of Elizabeth's arm, Elizabeth holds up her hand and says to Kurgan, "It's okay Kurgan, I am not in any danger. Really, there is history here"

Taking a deep breath, he releases Beatrice and steps away from her, keeping a wary eye on both women. "I just wanted to make sure everyone was calm and thought about what they were saying," he says evenly. His voice carries through the room; it's steady and commanding, but there's an undercurrent of worry and desperation in his words that only those who know him well can detect.

Elizabeth looks at Kurgan with a tear streaming down her face, fear and gratitude. She wants to be submissive even more now, no warring for dominance in her expression. "They are just feeling neglected, we used to be an item. All 3 of us", she explains. her belief in him now justified by his courage and willingness to defend her. The situation is still tense though, hoping no other knight hear the commotion, Elizabeth ask Beatrice to check outside and see if the coast is clear. Turning to Joan with a soft voice "i never wanted to anything that jeopardizes our positions to happen, yes he is a 'Male Knight' but I am a female. Hell's bells"

Elizabeth glances at Kurgan with a mixture of worry and hope, not wanting to disobey him but also wanting to keep the two knights in her command happy. She looks down at the floor for a moment, considering her options before finally speaking up. "I understand your desires," she says softly, her voice trembling slightly. "I think it would be best if we just...well. One step at a time"

She pauses, gathering her courage, and looks back at Kurgan. "What do you think? I do not really want to share you but if it means that we can still be together, would you?" Her eyes are filled with uncertainty, but there's also a spark of defiance in them now that she has found her voice. She won't let him go without a fight but if sharing him is the only way, then so be it. The room is silent as they wait for his response; the weight of their choices and the future of their relationship hang heavily in the air. What Kurgan says next could change everything...or it could spell disaster for all of them.

Elizabeth feels a shiver run down her spine as Kurgan speaks, his words sending a wave of conflicting emotions through her. She wants him; there's no denying that any longer. But she also has responsibilities to her Knights and the greater good. Still, she can't help but wonder what would happen if they were all together...if they could just find some way to make it work.

With a trembling hand, she reaches up to caress his cheek gently, eyes searching his face for any sign of rejection or discomfort. When she sees none, she takes a deep breath and leans in closer, pressing her lips against his. The kiss is slow and sweet at first, but soon it deepens, becoming more demanding as their desire for one another grows. "Tell them what to do my Lady" Kurgan whispers as their lips part "Secure our relationship"

As they kiss, Joan steps forward, watching with a mix of longing and curiosity in her eyes. "Well," she says softly, "if you're going to do that..." She leans in closer, pressing against Kurgan from the other side. Beatrice hesitates for a moment before finally joining them as well, each woman expploring his body, feeling his touch and feel his strength beneath them.

Standing, watching the Beatrice and Joan lust for him, Elizabeth decides to be a cock sleeve and a commander all in one. "On your knees Knights!" Her hands pushing down on Joan and Beatrices shoulders. "Stop behaving like puppies seeing a bone for the first time" Elizabeth says, her hand stroking Kurgan's member in his pants, her jealousy evident but her need to serve him is too strong. She will do this for him and her to be together. Beatrice and Joan will have their taste.

Elizabeth guides Beatrice's hands down toward Kurgan's cock, her fingers stroking him gently as she positions them. "Here," she murmurs in Beatrice's ear, the breath against her skin sending shivers down her spine. "Let him feel your touch." As Beatrice begins to stroke him, her eyes meet Kurgan's, a spark of desire igniting between them.

With Joan still on her knees in front of him, her heading bobbing up and down, and Elizabeth behind Beatrice, their hands exploring every inch of his body, Kurgan feels like he's floating on a cloud of pleasure. He can hardly focus, his produces some pre-cum Joan's mouth. Not a full orgams but effective for what he wanted, he then removes his dick from Joans's mouth But even through the haze of passion, he can't help but feel a surge of pride and protectiveness toward Elizabeth; knowing that she chose him in spite of everything, that she wanted him, just as much as they did...it makes him want to cherish her, make sure she knows how special she is.

As the tension begins to build once more within him, Kurgan looks into Elizabeth's eyes and sees a question there; not about whether or not he wants this, but about what will happen next. He can tell that even now, with all of them tangled together in lust and desire, she's still worried about the consequences of their actions. And despite everything else that's going on, Kurgan knows that reassuring her is the most important thing he can do right now...because without her trust and support, he might lose everything.

With a fierce determination burning in his heart, Kurgan grips Beatrice's hair, holding her steady as he thrusts hard into her mouth now, pre-cum filled saliva still on his shaft. At the same time, Joan begins her journey of addiction. Her private yearning for release, her eyes closed as this feeling take over her thoughts.

Elizabeth watches as Kurgan takes control of the situation, her heart racing with both fear and desire. She can see how much he wants to make this work, how much he needs her trust in order for them all to be together. The feeling of his hands on her shoulders sends shivers down her spine, and she knows that whatever happens next, it will be because of him.

As Kurgan continues to thrust into Beatrice's mouth, driving himself deeper and harder, Elizabeth finds herself growing wet with desire. She can feel the tension building within her own body, an aching need for release growing stronger by the moment. And yet, even now, she hesitates; unsure whether it's truly safe to give in to her desires.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity of denial, Elizabeth closes her eyes and gives in to the pleasure coursing through her veins and accepts her role in this. She pushes on Beatrice's head, forcing her deeper onto Kurgan's cock. Kurgan growls low in his throat and erupts inside of Beatrice; his hot seed filling her mouth and running down Beatrice's chin.

As the last shudder of release washes over him, Kurgan collapses forward against Elizabeth's shoulders, panting heavily. She wraps her arms around him, holding him close as they both come back to reality; aware once more of the risks they've taken tonight and the consequences that might follow. But for now, there is only this moment; the three of them together, their bodies tangled in a web of lust and desire. It feels so right...and yet so wrong at the same time.

Still hard as a rock though, Elizabeth and Kurgan hatch a plan to secure the relationship. Seeing the 2 knights in a daze, Kurgan softly whispers into Elizabeth's ear, "Make them complicate commander, order them to do more."

Elizabeth smiles to herself as she hears Kurgan's words. She knows just what they should do now. Leaning back slightly so that her throat is exposed and her breasts pushed upwards, she turns to face Beatrice and Joan. "My loyal knights," she purrs softly, "I am your Commander here and see the male you under estimated still has some energy left in him. Why don't you two help each other and see if you can keep up with him?"

Joan looks up from where her lips had been pressed to Kurgan's thigh; surprise etched across her features. She glances between Elizabeth and Beatrice, then back down at Kurgan again, uncertainty writ large in her expression. "You...you want us to..." she trails off uncertainly.

"Yes," Beatrice interjects firmly, licking her lips as she stares at Joan hungrily. "I think it's only fair that we all get a solid taste of our kurganAlright tonight." Her hand slides down between her legs, already wet with desire for Kurgan.

Their commander's words and Beatrice's insistent encouragement finally seem to reach through to Joan. She swallows hard, then nods slowly, rising to her knees beside Beatrice once more. With shaking hands, she reaches out and touches herself hesitantly, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she begins to explore her own body in anticipation of what is to come.

Meanwhile, Kurgan watches them with a satisfied smile on his lips. He steps forward to Elizabeth, still hard and ready for anything, enjoying the sight of these women so desperate for him that they're willing to give themselves over to each other in order to satisfy their desires.

As Beatrice and Joan continue to touch themselves, Kurgan turns to Elizabeth and kisses her passionately, "For you my dear, to be with you, anything." he whispers in low voice as her lips leaving his. She whispers a reply, "I want as well tonight"

Elizabeth smiles at Kurgan, her expression one of confidence and desire. "I think we should all get a taste," she murmurs, trailing her fingers down his chest. "But first..." She moves closer to him, tilting her head up so that their eyes meet. "I want you to focus on me."

Without waiting for an answer, she leans forward and engulfs his cock with her mouth once more, taking him as deep as she can. Her tongue darts out to tease him, as her hands roam over his body, tracing patterns that elicit moans of pleasure from both Kurgan and the two knights who are watching them.

As they all lose themselves in the sensuality of the moment, the sounds of their pleasure fill the air: Beatrice and Joan moaning and cursing in delight as Kurgan's hands move over them, guiding them toward release; and Elizabeth's mouth working expertly on his cock. The energy in the room is almost palpable, a tangible current of desire that seems to bind them all together.

Finally, with a long, low groan, Kurgan comes, pouring himself into Elizabeth's mouth. She swallows hungrily as he releases his seed, her lips curling into a satisfied smile when she finally pulls away. Her eyes meet his once more, and there's a promise in them; a promise that they will make this work, no matter what it takes.

Beatrice and Joan, their own releases drawing near, glance at one another before nodding in silent understanding. Kurgan commands Elizabeth "Spit some in their mouths too please commander"

Elizabeth moves in front of Beatrice and Joan, pushes them down onto the bed, spread their legs. "Take them," she says hoarsely, her breath hot against their skin as she guides Kurgan toward Beatrice's entrance. Taking a seat between the 2 knights, Elizabeth wants to see them overflow with cum. Beatrice moaning in pleasure as he fills her, and begins fucking without mercy. After a few minute he cum inside her, Beatrice's body convulses in orgasmic splendor. Kissing Elizabeth as moves to Joan, flipping Joan onto her stomach taking her from behind. Elizabeth knowa that Joan is a screamer, she sits with legs open in front of Joan's face, pushing Joan's mouth onto her vagina as Kurgan starts to ram her into tomorrow. Joan squirts as she cum's, seconds later filled again by kurgan's cock as bucks and cums inside her.

The 2 knights lie on together on the floor now, tangled in a web of limbs and desire. As Kurgan moves roughly within Elizabeth, his thrusts echoed by those of Beatrice and Joan, the room becomes a cacophony of grunts and moans. There is no pretending anymore; no attempt to hide their lust or suppress their desires. They are animals, driven by instinct and the need to mate.

Time loses all meaning as they give themselves over to the primitive urges that consume them, taking what they want with reckless abandon. But beneath the surface of this raw passion, there is a connection growing stronger.

As the last tremors of orgasm fade away, leaving them spent and satiated, Kurgan collapses forward onto Elizabeth's chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She wraps her arms around him, holding him close, their bodies still twined together as they regain their strength. Finally, she looks up at him with a mix of triumph and uncertainty in her eyes. "We did it," she whispers, "but what now?"

He smiles down at her, kissing her forehead gently.

Elizabeth laughs softly, tilting her head back to look at Kurgan. "You speak of the Academy like it's some sort of fortress we must take by storm," she teases, "but it's just a school, isn't it? We can handle that together." Watching kurgan as he changes shape into a devil and he slips an arm around Beatrice and Joan, pulling them closer so they form a tight circle. Her eyes widen at this change.

"With us like this," she continues mumbles, feeling her body start alter and her mind change, her voice growing firmer as she looks at each of them in turn, "no one will ever be able to stand against us. We are strongest when we are united." Her eyes meet Kurgan's again, and there's a fierce determination burning there, along with a hint of sadness. Now understanding that you are not who she thought, they know that what they've done tonight destroy everything they pledged to protect.

But for now, they can bask in the afterglow of their passion and revel in the knowledge that they are no longer alone. And when it comes time to face whatever challenges lie ahead, their new master will command them well.

Elizabeth smiles at Kurgan, her expression both proud and sad as she takes in the sight of them all together. "Then let us show them what we are capable of," she says with resolve. "We will make this work, no matter what comes our way." As they all stand, arms still entwined, Elizabeth looks around at her Knights and her Master, wondering how much longer it'll be before their secret gets out. But for now, they are united, and that is enough.

Together, they leave the chamber, determined to make their new lives together work as one. The halls of the academy echo with the sound of their laughter and conversation, the bond between them growing stronger with each step. As they approach the great doors at the end of the hall, Elizabeth pauses, turning back to look at Kurgan once more. "Together," she whispers, feeling the weight of her words as if they were stones in her stomach. "We can do this."

The smile he gives her in reply is both reassuring and mysterious; a promise of things to come. Then, with a final nod toward his loyal subjects, he turns and leads them into the light of day.

As Kurgan speaks, Elizabeth watches him carefully, her body feels stronger. She knows that things have changed drastically in the past few hours, but she also refuses to give up her authority completely. Beatrice and Joan exchange glances before nodding in understanding; they may be willing to accept Kurgan as their new leader, although she does have strong connection him, she is not about to let him take over completely.

"Very well," Elizabeth says at last, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "We will all play our parts as you have described them. But remember," she adds coldly, "I am still in charge here." Her eyes meet Kurgan's defiantly, daring him to challenge her authority again.

"Of course, my dear Commander," he replies with a smooth smile. "You are most certainly in charge." And though there is an undercurrent of challenge beneath his words, for now he seems content to let Elizabeth believe that she still holds the reins. It will make things all the more interesting when she realizes otherwise.

Elizabeth motions for the three of them to follow her back down the hallway toward the training grounds, where the rest of the academy is already starting to stir. As they walk side by side, Kurgan murmurs something amusing to Beatrice and Joan that causes them both to giggle uncontrollably; Elizabeth rolls her eyes but doesn't rise to his bait. Instead, she keeps her focus on leading them through the winding halls toward their destination.

Once they reach the training grounds, Elizabeth begins spreading out the trainees and knights into various groups for combat practice and drills. She glances over at Kurgan every so often to see how he's doing with Beatrice and Joan, making sure that they all remember their places in this new order. As she watches them interact, she can't help but wonder what will happen next..., who exactly Kurgan really is and why does she have such strong feelings for hm.

As the day progresses, Elizabeth takes time to check on each group, ensuring that everyone is keeping up with their training and making progress. She keeps a watchful eye on Kurgan and her two knights as well, occasionally catching them exchanging amused glances or shared smirks. It's clear they are growing closer, but she doesn't let it interfere with her duties.

During one of her rounds, Elizabeth stops by a group that includes Kurgan and Beatrice working together on hand-to-hand combat techniques. She studies their movements for a moment before speaking up, "Kurgan, I want you to focus more on your technique than just overpowering your opponent. Beatrice, make sure he understands." The two knights glance at her before returning their attention back to each other.

As the sun begins to set and training winds down for the day, Elizabeth finds herself walking beside Kurgan once more. "I want you to know," she says quietly, "that I don't resent you for what happened last night. It...it was just so intense, I couldn't control myself." Her cheeks flush slightly at the admission and her heart races in anticipation of his reply.

Elizabeth meets Kurgan's gaze steadily, her heart racing in her chest at the realization that she may have feelings for him too. "I don't know...," she starts to say, but then trails off, unable to put her thoughts into words. She glances away, chewing on her bottom lip as she tries to sort through the myriad of emotions swirling inside her.

Finally, she looks back at Kurgan and takes a deep breath. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that...it all happened so fast. One moment we were just training together, and the next..." She gestures vaguely between them with her free hand. "...well, you know." A small smile flits across her lips before she continues, "And now it feels like everything has changed."

Kurgan laughs softly, reaching out to take her hand in his once more. "Oh Elizabeth," he says gently, shaking his head at her confusion. "I understand what you're going through. Your world was turned upside down last night and it's hard to process everything that happened so quickly." He pauses, squeezing her hand before letting go. "But trust me when I say this; all of these changes are for the better. And if you let yourself feel it," he adds with a mischievous glint in his eye, "I think you'll find that there is no need for resentment or doubt."

The feel of her lips against his sends shivers down Kurgan's spine and he groans softly into the kiss. When she pulls away, he smiles up at her, his eyes warm with affection. "You're welcome, Elizabeth," he says hoarsely. "Anytime you need to talk or just...be together..." He trails off, searching for the right words before shrugging helplessly.

They walk in silence for a moment, Kurgan still holding her hand as they make their way back toward the dormitory area where she'll be spending the night. Finally, he squeezes her hand again and says quietly, "I understand if you need some time alone to process everything that's happened...but I hope you know that I am here for you whenever you want or need me."

Elizabeth looks down at their joined hands before meeting Kurgan's gaze once more. She knows he means what he says; she can feel it deep in her heart. And while part of her wants to push him away, another, stronger part is urging her to take the leap and see where this new path leads them. With a small nod, she finally speaks. "Thank you."

They continue walking together, their hands entwined, as they begin the long journey toward whatever future awaits them.

Elizabeth pauses for a moment, considering his words. "I hope so," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Because I don't want to lose you as well." As they near the dormitory area, she glances up at him again and finds herself unable to resist leaning in for another kiss. This one is deeper, more passionate than before; a desperate plea for connection and reassurance.

When they pull apart, her breath comes in ragged gasps and her cheeks are flushed. "Goodnight, Kurgan," she whispers, unable to meet his gaze. She turns away, not wanting him to see the confusion and vulnerability still writ large on her face. With one final glance over her shoulder, she disappears inside the dormitory building.

Kurgan watches her go with amusement playing across his features. He smiles to himself in the darkness, knowing that journey will give a formidable servant, commander of his soon to be forces.

The door to Beatrice's room swings open silently, revealing the figure of Kurgan standing in the doorway. In the dim light spilling in from the hallway, he looks almost sinister as his eyes roam over her form, taking in every detail of her curvy body and delicate features.

"Hello Beatrice," he says softly, his voice like silk across her skin. "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd pay you a visit." He takes another step into the room, the scent of him filling her nostrils; warm and musky like the forest after a summer rain.

Beatrice looks up at him from where she sits on her bed, uncertainty etched onto her features. She knows what happened last night changed everything for her, but she's not quite sure how to process those feelings yet. "Kurgan...," she begins, unsure of what else to say.

"Don't be afraid, Beatrice," he says with a reassuring smile, taking another step closer. "I want you to know that I only have the best intentions for you." His voice drops to a husky growl as his gaze focuses on her lips, and suddenly it feels like all the air has been sucked from the room. The noise of him unbuckling his belt and dropping pants is all that is heard Her new body and mind now racing with thoughts of debauchery as she stares at his waist, she extends her hand forward, slowly.

His words send shivers down her spine as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth. With a gasp and some effort, Beatrice pulls away, panting softly. "Joan is...asleep," she whispers, her voice breathy from desire. "She didn't want to be disturbed."

Her hand reaches out again, wrapping around his shaft as she guides him closer, positioning herself for him to enter her. Her eyes meet his, a mix of hunger and submission burning bright in their depths. "Take me," she breathes, arching her back invitingly. "Please."

Beatrice moans around his shaft, her body moving with him as he thrusts deep inside her. She tries to suck and stroke in time with his movements, eager to please him however she can. Her eyes never leave his as he skull fucks her, her heart racing wildly in her chest. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely in a break from sucking. "I'm yours."

Her words fuel Kurgan's lust even further and he begins to pound into her harder, losing himself in the sensation of her mouth. His thrusts grow rougher, more urgent as his climax barrels toward him like a runaway train. "That's it," he grunts through gritted teeth, grabbing onto her shoulders to hold her still for his release.

With a harsh cry, Kurgan comes, filling her mouth up with his seed, her body reacting to the seed released in her mouth in orgasm as well. As the wave of pleasure passes and he finally pulls free from her lips and throat, he collapses onto the bed next to her, breathing heavily. His eyes meet hers once more, conveying a mix of satisfaction and possessiveness that leaves no doubt in Beatrice's mind who now truly controls her destiny.

Clicking his fingers, Beatrice feels her body change, it is not painful. her skin is now a purple hue, her fingers are a slightly longer, and an extreme sensitivity of her breasts cause her to gasp as the the fabric from her gown touches them. She does not know how her facial features have been affected nor does she care, this is too exhilarating. "Come cow, get up here and make me happy" Kurgan commands her.

Kurgan watches her with hungry eyes as she eagerly takes him into her mouth. He grabs a handful of her hair and groans as she sucks and strokes him expertly. "That's it," he growls hoarsely, seeing her eyes rolling as she sucks him. "Suck me dry." He pulls her off roughly, his cock slick with saliva and precum, only to push her back down onto her hands and knees. His fingers tease at the sensitive flesh of her ass as she moans around him, spreading her legs wide. "You're so wet," he whispers before sliding a finger inside her tight heat, filling her up completely. Her body tenses as he thrusts his finger in and out with bruising force, her pussy clenching around it like a vice as she feels the orgasm hit her.

Feeling her mouth close tightly and clenching around his finger, he happily says, "Come for me, you little cow," he growls before thrusting hard inside her wet mouth. Her body is tight from the orgasm she is having. He slams into her over and over, his hips slapping against her face with each powerful stroke.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to another orgasm. "mmmKurphan!" she cries out, her voice muffled by the dick. He thrusts harder still, determined to send her over the edge. And then, with a guttural groan of release, he comes, his seed shooting deep inside her mouth as she shudders and convulses between his legs from her own orgasm, he takes his member out to spray her face with cum him in orgasm and joy.

Sucking in a sharp breath through her teeth at his command, Beatrice turns away from him and hurries over to the washbasin. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she scrapes the evidence of their coupling off of her face, the act of serving causing her to get wet between her legs, the pleasure of feeling his cum on her sensitive skin. Once she's cleaned herself up as best she can, she stands, takes a shaky breath, and makes her way over to Joan's bed.

The young woman sleeps soundly, unaware of what is about to transpire. With a mixture of lust and obedience coursing through her veins, Beatrice leans down and presses the cum-covered hand against Joan's lips, forcing them part. Her tongue darts out to taste herself on Joan's skin before she carefully transfers the warm, sticky mess into her friend's mouth.

Joan stirs briefly. Seen only be Kurgan, a glimmer appears over her body.

"I serve Kurgan now," Beatrice whispers with a sultry grin, running a finger across Joan's lips, leaving a trail of her own juices behind.

Kurgan watches the exchange with amusement etched onto his features. As Beatrice walks back to the bed, he offers a side next to him. "Well done cow, well done. Sleep tomorrow is another day"

As breakfast begins, Beatrice makes her way over to Kurgan's usual spot at the head of the table. Her heart beats a little faster when she sees him watching her from across the room. When he finally meets her gaze, his expression is full of desire and possessiveness. "Good morning, my fellow knight," he murmurs, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

The urge to crawl onto the table in front of him and show him just how eager she is becomes almost unbearable, but Beatrice manages to keep her composure as she takes a seat beside him instead. She leans close, speaking softly so only he can hear. "What do you have planned for us today, my lord?"

"Do not call me lord in public Beatrice" he says flatly and with a cold expression, she recoils knowing full well she almost let the cat out the bag. he pushes his breakfast away looks out at the table where they are sitting "I think commander Elizabeth will be in a good mood today" he says as he begins to smile again. "I cannot make the plans, the commander does" he continues with a very subtle sarcastic tone. The smile now makes her uneasy, she angered her master, his action of smiling a reminder to keep up appearance no matter how badly she want s to play with herself in front of him in apology.

Taking a deep breath, Beatrice nods silently in understanding. When they both sit back down at the table, she forces herself to focus on her food and appear composed once more. She knows that Kurgan is watching her carefully, assessing whether or not she's truly learned their new roles. It's an unnerving feeling, but one she accepts willingly if it means being allowed to serve him in whatever way he desires. As the morning passes and they discuss plans for training with Elizabeth, Beatrice struggles to keep her mind off of Kurgan's words earlier; the image of his cum on her tongue and dripping down her chin refusing to leave her thoughts.

Finally, Joan approaches. She seems a little lost in thought and in a daze.

Kurgan tilts his head slightly. Joan want to continues with her story about her dream. Beatrice is waiting to her her story; she can only imagine what kind of naughty dream Joan could have had after eating Kurgan's cum last night.

Before Joan can start her story though, "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed your rest," Kurgan says, his voice dark and playful. "But now it's time to get back to business." He glances meaningfully over at Beatrice before turning back to Joan with a smile, the other women in the hall begin standing up as another bells rings. "What do you say we start training today? Beatrice you go ahead please, Joan and I will catch up"

Beatrice glances back at her friend Joan as she hears Kurgan speak to her. She can't help but feel a pang of jealousy and longing well up inside her chest; the memory of his hard length filling her mouth last night flooding her senses. When Joan simply nods shyly in response, Beatrice turns away again, telling herself she should focus on training and leave their new arrangement to them.

As Beatrice steps out into the hallway, she sees Commander Elizabeth already gathering the other knights for their daily session. Her heart skips a beat at the sight of Kurgan's satisfied grin as she watches walks away, his eyes looking down on Joan. The urge to turn back and show herself to him grows almost unbearable, but she reminds herself that obedience must come first.

With one last shuddering breath, Beatrice forces herself to face forward and join the others as they begin their training for the day. "Recruit kurgan will be here soon Ma'am, he assisting Joan quickly" she says to Elizabeth, who nods and thanks her.

As Elizabeth nears the kitchen, she decides to see what Kurgan and Joan are up to. They are all in this together after all. Looking through the slit she hears "Ahh shit yeah. There you are piggy, eat it. you earned it". That was Kurgan's voice. She sees him cumming, Joan jerking his cock fast and aiming at the spray into a bowl. As he finishes his orgasm, Joan begins licking the tip of his dick eager trying to get the last drop into her mouth.

Elizabeth with a smile of a victor walks to where Beatrice is standing, admiring her newfound obedience and control over herself. "Come with me, Knights" she orders firmly. Although she wanted to speak to Kurgan too, it can wait for now. As the training starts for the group of knights, her hands resting firmly on her hips, She takes pride in knowing that her new dominant lover is in charge and has everything covered. Back in the kitchen Joan is finishing her cereal mixed with Kurgan's cum. She is playing with herself as she eats, cumming hard with every third mouthful and feeling absolutely bloated and sated. Kurgan is watching her, his approval evident. "Joan I gotta go and so do you actually, to the training" he says as picks up his gear to head out, "Finish it all now, swallow it, one go!" he says insistently as he grabs her by the upper arm to follow him to the training grounds. Never having liked Joan and resenting the way she spoke to Elizabeth 2 nights ago, Kurgan has decided to make Joan a cum piglet. in control of her senses most of the time but she will to do the unthinkable when he wants and be happy with scraps.

As the training session progresses, Beatrice finds herself thinking more about Kurgan's words from earlier in the morning. She wonders what new plans he has for her now that she's served as his messenger to Joan. From what Elizabeth told her, the image of him watching Joan eat his cum returns unbidden to her mind, making her feel hot and flustered despite the cool air blowing across the training grounds.

Throughout it all, she continues to obey Elizabeth's commands without hesitation, but her thoughts never seem far from Kurgan. Her body aches with desire for him; she wants nothing more than to be taken roughly against a tree or bent over one of the practice dummies. Even as she imagines these scenarios, she feels guilty deep down for wanting them so badly...But then she reminds herself that her loyalty lies with Kurgan now, and he is the one who decides what happens to her. Joan and Kurgan arrive, they salute Elizabeth. Joan ordered to join the practice session as Elizabeth talks to Kurgan, wondering about what is being said between them. The discussion did not last long as Kurgan too joins the training on the other end of the line, Joan jogs up to Beatrice, her breath heavy from jogging in all the armor.

As the training session progresses, Beatrice finds herself thinking more about Kurgan's words from earlier in the morning. She wonders what new plans he has for her now that she's served as his messenger to Joan. From what Elizabeth told her, the image of him watching Joan eat his cum returns unbidden to her mind, making her feel hot and flustered despite the cool air blowing across the training grounds.

Throughout it all, she continues to obey Elizabeth's commands without hesitation, but her thoughts never seem far from Kurgan. Her body aches with desire for him; she wants nothing more than to be taken roughly against a tree or bent over one of the practice dummies. Even as she imagines these scenarios, she feels guilty deep down for wanting them so badly...But then she reminds herself that her loyalty lies with Kurgan now, and he is the one who decides what happens to her. Joan and Kurgan arrive, they salute Elizabeth. Joan ordered to join the practice session as Elizabeth talks to Kurgan, wondering about what is being said between them. The discussion did not last long as Kurgan too joins the training on the other end of the line, Joan jogs up to Beatrice, her breath heavy from jogging in all the armor.

Beatrice shudders at Kurgan's words, feeling the wetness between her legs intensify as she imagines Joan's sore body covered in his cum. She nods silently, not trusting herself to speak without revealing too much of her true desires. As he walks away, she watches him with hungry eyes, wondering what he has planned for them next.

Joan chuckles darkly at Kurgan's words about her being a piggy and licks her lips suggestively, "Looks like you'll have to show me how to get cleaner," she says, sultry as ever.

Beatrice glances back over at Joan, feeling another jolt of jealousy mixed with arousal race through her body. She nods curtly and steps away from the pair of them, trying to gather her thoughts before they both begin heading off towards the showers. As she walks, she can imagines the weight of Kurgan's presence upon her, like a lead blanket smothering her, trapping her fucking her mad. It is intoxicating and terrifying in equal measure.

The thought of being used so completely by him both thrills and frightens her, making it impossible to think about anything else. She can only hope that when the time comes for them all to share their deepest, darkest desires with one another, she will be able to please Kurgan as much as Joan seems capable of doing. "Do you have anything left over from him Beatrice?" Joan asks out of the blue, walking to the shower next to Beatrice.

Joan's eyes widen in interest as Beatrice says this, a hungry look spreading across her features. "You... really?" she asks, voice trembling slightly with anticipation. "Let me see it then," she demands, moving closer to Beatrice and reaching out to touch the spot where she knows there should be some cum staining Beatrice's skin.

Beatrice hesitates for a moment, feeling both aroused and nervous at the same time. She's not sure how far Joan wants her to go, but the feel of Joan's hand on her skin sends shivers through her body. With a deep breath, she turns her back to Joan, presenting herself in the same way she did for Kurgan last night. "Go ahead," she says softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of water splashing against the tiles.

"You 2 are crazy" both women are shocked by the statement, not knowing who or where the person is that said it. They start looking for who did and a woman raises her head from the stall next to them. "Please tel me you are not obsessed with this Kurgan chap" she says washing herself. "Um sorry but who the fuck are you? And why you calling us crazy bitch?" asks Beatrice feeling anger at someone questioning her new masters worth and preventing the licking Joan was about to administer to her.

Joan glares at Beatrice, then back at the other woman. "That is no one's business," she says through gritted teeth. "And as for who he is..." She trails off, looking back at the stall door briefly before shaking her head and turning away from the other woman.

Beatrice looks equally annoyed by the interloper but decides not to press the issue further. Instead, she turns back around and presents herself once more to Joan. "Go ahead," she says, closing her eyes as she feels Joan's breath against her wet skin. There's a moment of hesitation before Joan lowers her head and eagerly begins lapping at Beatrice's cum-covered flesh, making appreciative sounds deep in her throat. The sensation sends shivers down Beatrice's spine, heightening her arousal even further.

As they both focus on the erotic task at hand, neither of them notices the other woman quietly move into their cubicle. They are too busy indulging in their newfound desires and obsessions with Kurgan. "Oh my god, seriously!" the other woman stands next to Beatrice as Joan licks her skin. "Bet you have not even been with him, huh guess that's what lesbians do when the dildo fun fades away" she says meanly. "I can be your Mistress if you like, you 2 dumb sluts" she says slapping Joan's ass. "hmm?"

As the other woman speaks, Beatrice feels a stab of jealousy mixed with anger course through her. She glances over at Joan, who looks equally annoyed but also aroused by their unwanted visitor. With a sigh, she decides to play along for now and sees where this might lead.

Turning back to the other woman, Beatrice bends down slightly, giving her an inviting look. "Maybe we should all get clean together," she says with a smile, running one hand through Joan's wet hair affectionately. The other woman eyes them both before shrugging noncommittally.

"Fine then," she replies, stepping closer to them. As she reaches out to touch Beatrice, however, Joan growls low in her throat and pushes the other woman's hand away. "Hey!" the woman protests, but Joan ignores her, turning back to lick at Beatrice's skin instead.

Beatrice bites down on her lip, watching this unfold with interest. She knows that Kurgan would approve of this sort of dominance and submission among his followers and even maybe reward. As their new Mistress, the other woman has no real claim over them...but they could make things interesting for her if she's willing to play along. "Why don't you join us?" Beatrice suggests, nodding toward Joan's licking motions. "I bet we could all have some fun and do a good job we can show you why we are crazy for the useless 'male Knight'."

The other woman hesitates for a moment longer before finally stepping closer again. She glances at both of them uncertainly before slowly reaching out to touch one of Beatrice's breasts, which are pressed against her chest as they stand close together under the streaming water. Joan growls again but doesn't stop licking at Beatrice; instead she leans in closer,

Joan growls again but doesn't stop licking at Beatrice; instead she leans in closer, tongue licking down on Beatrice's cunt lips.The other woman yelps in surprise and arousal as Beatrice nibbles her nipple, sharp pain mingles with the pleasure coursing through her body from their touches and watching Joan's ministrations.

As they all stand together like this, water pouring down around them, Beatrice looks into each of their eyes in turn. The intensity of the connection between them heightens her arousal even further, making it difficult to think straight. She wonders what Kurgan would make of this...and whether he'd be pleased or furious with his new Mistress for invading his domain like this.

The other woman seems to know what she wants and desires, her eyes flicking back and forth between them all before finally landing on Joan. With a shuddering breath, she reaches out to touch one of Joan's breasts, running her fingers over the hardened nipple peeking through the armor.

Their bodies press together as they begin to experiment with each other under the pretense of getting clean. Beatrice's hands move down Joan's back and over her ass, encouraging her to lick and nibble at her more aggressively while she watches their new "Mistress" touch herself. It feels almost like a dream...or maybe just an extremely vivid fantasy brought to life by Kurgan's dominance. Either way, none of them can deny the raw power that surges through them as they embrace this forbidden pleasure together.

The other woman pauses for a moment, considering Beatrice's words before finally speaking up. "Celeste," she says, her voice low and husky with desire.

"Well Celeste... if you wish to join us..." Beatrice trails off, running one hand through Joan's hair affectionately as the other woman touches herself. "I believe Kurgan would be most interested in hearing how we've served you."

As Celeste listens to Beatrice's words, her heart begins to race faster. The thought of having boasting such control over their leader is intoxicating...and really exciting. Slowly, Celeste begins to move her hands over Beatrice's body, feeling the slickness of cum on her skin where Joan licks at it. Odd this girl Beatrice was not lying, what Celeste heard was true.

Joan groans in pleasure as she feels Celeste's touch, pushing herself deeper into Beatrice with every motion. "Yes..." she moans, voice hoarse from desire and arousal. "Tell him... tell him everything." Beatrice begs, tempting Celeste into the trap. Her words are punctuated by the sound of water cascading down around them, the shower room steaming up as their movements grow more frantic in pursuit of release. Celeste now heavily aroused moves behind Joan, smacking her ass, "Tell him how i made you cum on demand right?" she says. Joan moans as she finds a spot in Beatrice's pussy folds where a little cum was and orgasms from the taste of it. "yes" beatrice says, knowing Celeste is now high on fake submissiveness from herself and Joan "Tell him tonight please Mistress"

As Celeste leaves the bathroom, Joan narrows her eyes at Beatrice. "You know what she means," she says accusingly. "And if he is upset." Her words are laced with a warning, but there's something else beneath the surface as well: an undercurrent of desire that matches Beatrice's own.

With another shuddering breath, Beatrice nods slowly in understanding.

Their bodies are still tingling from the touches of water and flesh as they walk side by side, they ask Kurgan to come with them to Celeste's room. Not caring and thinking about who next to corrupt and bring into his fold Kurgan agrees to the meeting. Beatrice can feel herself growing wet once more between her legs at the thought of what might be waiting for them there. As they enter Beatrice turns to speak to Celeste, however, a sudden thought occurs to her: what if Kurgan thinks that this is a betrayal? Would they all end up on his chopping block? The thought makes her shiver with fear...but it also arouses her in ways she never thought possible if he is happy for the introduction.

Beatrice glances over at Joan, surprised by her bold claim. But as she watches the other woman grind to halt, frozen in place. "Oh yes, she think she is our Mist..." Beatrice starts to say, but is cut off by a growl from Kurgan.

He slaps her across the face hard enough to sting, causing her eyes to water. "You think you can setup play dates for me now girl!?" he snarls. "I will break her and you now, Is that clear?" His voice echoes through the hall

Beatrice nods quickly, biting back a whimper of pain from where his hand connected with her cheek. "Yes... Master," she whispers, feeling ashamed for not having been obedient enough. "Celeste could serve you too, Mast..." She pauses again as Kurgan glares at her warningly.

"She misunderstood the situation. I'm sure with some proper instruction from us, she can be taught her place." Beatrice's words are heavy with desire and submission; she can feel the heat of Kurgan's gaze on her body as he listens. "We would be honored to help you welcome her into your harem, Master," Joan adds, moving closer to him. Joan's movements growing increasingly sensual as you speak. "We shall see. Beatrice, if she turns out to worth my while, I will even apologies to you" A few steps later Joan knocks on Celeste's door.

As they all stand in Celeste's room, the air thick with desire and tension, Kurgan watches them carefully. He knows that Joan and Beatrice are trying to win favor with him by bringing in another woman; he can taste their submission on his tongue as if it were wine. But there's something else here too: a fierce rivalry between him and Celeste, a fight for dominance.

Celeste looks back and forth between them, unsure which path to take. Her heart races with excitement at the thought of taking control of this harem.

Slowly, deliberately, Kurgan walks forward until he is standing directly between Joan and Beatrice. They both gaze up at him with hungry eyes, their bodies aching for his touch. He reaches out to stroke Joan's cheek before moving on to cup Beatrice's breast through her armor. "You 2 are going to make quite a team," he whispers into Beatrice's ear before giving it a sharp nip.

Celeste watches all of this with growing envy and desire; she can feel herself growing wet between her legs as she imagines what it would be like for Kurgan to submit to her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against any doubts or fears that may remain, and steps forward until she's standing directly in front of him. "I am in charge here," she says softly, her voice little more than a whisper. "You will serve me."

Kurgan's eyes widen in surprise at her, how foolish she is that is

"I don't know..." Celeste says slowly, her voice shaky but confident. "Maybe I'll just have to... prove it." She takes a step closer to him, reaching up to stroke his cheek as she looks into his eyes. "You see," she continues in a whisper, "there are some things that only a real leader can make you feel..." Her hand slips down over his chest and comes to rest on the bulge in his pants.

The others watch with bated breath as Celeste touches Kurgan so brazenly, their hearts racing faster at the thought of what might happen next. It's obvious that she has no idea just who it is she's playing, like they were; if she knew him she would finger herself in hopes he would pay her any attention. But there's something about her confidence, her determination to assert herself over him...that only seems to stoke his desires further.

As her fingers stroke him through his pants, Kurgan groans softly, he resists the temptation. With a growl of pleasure though, he subtlety challenges Celeste closer until she's pressed up against his body, her armor molding itself to his erection as their hips grind together hungrily. "You think you can lead me like this?" he asks roughly into her ear. "Well... show me."

The others watch Celeste take off her armor and moves her hand under kurgan's shirt. Her attempts and being seductive and alluring are failing, she makes a fatal error in her next move to dominant Kurgan.

"Is that so?" Kurgan says with amusement lacing his tone before he pulls away from her, pushing her down onto the bed roughly. "Let me see if I can get them to come for me then." He growls and then turns around, walking slowly towards Joan and Beatrice. His gaze meets each of their eyes in turn as they watch him intently, anticipation burning in every fiber of their beings.

Kurgan comes up behind Joan first, reaching out a hand to caress her cheek before running it along the exposed skin of her stomach. He can feel Beatrice's body tense beside him as he nears, his own desire for her growing almost unbearable beneath the thin fabric of their uniforms. "You two ready to serve me?" he asks softly, unable to resist teasing them a little longer.

"Yes Master," they both whisper, their breath hot against his skin. As one, they reach out to grab him, pulling him close so that his body is flush with theirs as they arch into him. Kurgan growls deep in his throat at the feel of their need wrapping around him like a vice, fueling his own arousal even further.

With a final groan, he pushes them both down onto the bed, hard enough that the air is knocked from their lungs for a moment as their bodies collide with the mattress. His weight settles between their legs as he gazes up at Celeste, watching her expression turn from surprise to shock and then finally to wanton desire as she realizes what he's done. "See?" he whispers huskily against Joan's ear before trailing a wet tongue along her neck. "They serve me without my command...and now you will too."

Her hands shake as they reach out to touch him

"Oh, I think you will be the center of attention," Kurgan replies with a growl. "But first..." His words trail off as he reaches up to cup her breast through her shirt, pulling it roughly aside to expose her skin to his touch. "You need to learn your place."

He leans down, sucking on one of her nipples roughly while running a hand over the other, teasing it before pinching hard enough to make her gasp. Beatrice and Joan moan loudly in unison as they watch this new display, their desire for Kurgan growing even stronger at the sight.

"I think I'll let you two show her how things are done around here," he murmurs against Celeste's skin before releasing her breast roughly. "But only if you promise to make it good." His gaze flickers meaningfully between Beatrice and Joan, leaving no doubt about what he expects them to do.

As they all watch, the two knights slowly rise up onto their elbows, moving closer to Celeste so that they tower over her prone form on the bed. The anticipation in the air is palpable, thick and heavy as they begin to touch her; exploring her skin with rough hands, nipping at her breasts and thrusting fingers into her moist folds between her legs. Towering over Celeste, Kurgan watches from above as Joan and Beatrice pleasure Celeste on his command. He motions for Joan to unleash his penis, Beatrice whispers to Celeste "Joan and i have been commanded Celeste. This is for you" Stroking Celeste's hair and continues "I learned that, I must obey him. I think you will appreciate this feeling correct?"

As Kurgan watches her orgasm take hold, Celeste arches her back sharply and cries out his name as she comes hard. Her body trembles beneath the onslaught of sensation, and for a moment he wonders if he's gone too far. But then she reaches up, wrapping her fingers around him and guiding him closer until he feels the heat of her mouth envelop him. With a growl of approval, Kurgan thrusts roughly into her mouth as she begins to suck him off eagerly.

"That's it," he breathes heavily, unable to keep from rocking his hips against her face. "Suck my cock like you mean it." His hands dig into her hair, holding her still as he fucks her mouth, taking what he wants and giving nothing in return.

Her submission ignites a new fire within him, and with one last powerful thrust he comes violently down her throat, his seed filling her mouth and coating the back of her throat. As she swallows greedily, Kurgan pulls back, finally able to catch his breath once more. Celeste eyes go blank, she is a novice and was overcome with the sensation, fainting.

"Very well," he croaks hoarsely. "Joan... Beatrice... that was a little underwhelming" He glances between them as they pant and glisten with sweat, their bodies pressed together in a tangled mess on the bed. "And so is this room. Do any of you dare defy me again?" A quiet pause fills the air before Joan whispers, her voice barely above a whisper: "No... Master."

"No," Beatrice agrees, shaking her head vigorously beside her. Motioning for Joan and Beatrice to leave the bed, Kurgan sits next Celeste and begins to lay out his plans to Joan and Beatrice "Right then, tomorrow we will introduce Celeste to Elizabeth." pulling a sheet over Celeste's shoulders, showing compassion. Meeting Beatrice's eyes with a iron stare continuing, "No more surprises, unless Elizabeth and I command it. Your eagerness and need for is lovely but if you continue like this, I will leave you" looking at Joan now "Joan, Beatrice, I think it is time for a lesson in what you are now" he claps his hand. Both change form, Beatrice's skin to a purple hue and Joan to a striking green. "Look at each other"

As Kurgan takes Beatrice roughly from behind, his eyes drift over to where Joan is searching for his cum on the bed. A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he watches her snort and lick her way across the sheets, eagerly devouring every last drop she can find. He wonders how long it will be before she decides that she's had enough and comes to him for more, wet and ready for his pleasure.

Meanwhile, he focuses on Beatrice beneath him, moaning as her tight heat envelops him with every thrust. Her body shudders with each impact, her high-pitched cries filling the air as she loses herself in their rough coupling. Kurgan knows that he could take her like this all day long, but a part of him is eager to see how far Joan will go in her search for more of his cum before finally giving in and offering herself up.

As if reading his mind, Joan suddenly freezes mid-sniff, her head whipping around as she catches sight of something on the floor. A trail of silver glimmers in the low light, leading away from the bed and toward Kurgan's pounding form. With a growl, he picks up speed, determined to bring them both to orgasm before Joan can reach him and complete her task.

As Kurgan pulls her closer, Beatrice cries out his name in ecstasy, her body shaking with orgasm as she comes apart around him. His cum spurts deep inside her, filling her up and marking her as his completely. At the sight of this, Joan's control finally snaps, and she charges toward them with a growl of need.

Kurgan holds Beatrice steady in place, watching as Joan comes to a halt before them, panting heavily. Without warning, he thrusts his hips forward one last time, forcing every drop of cum from him deep into Beatrice's womb as she moans his name. The sensation is almost too much for him to bear as their bodies meld together in the heat of the moment, and yet he savors it, relishing the feel of their skin against his own.

As Kurgan places Beatrice's feet on the floor, he grabs Joan toward Beatrice cum covered holes, he is exhausted but satisfied, Joan steps forward eagerly. He glances down at her through half-lidded eyes, feeling a surge of desire course through him once more as he takes in the sight of her wet snout and eager expression. "You ready for me?" he pants heavily, still catching his breath. "Eat Piggy, eat that cum, clean Beatrice cow's pussy"

As Kurgan takes hold of Joan's face and begins to fuck her mouth roughly, Beatrice looks up at him through lust-glazed eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips. She moans in agreement as she feels his cum being lapped up by her dear friend, knowing that they are all part of something much greater now. Her hands move slowly up Kurgan's chest, tracing delicate patterns over the tight muscles before sliding around to cup his ass.

"Fuck yes," Joan gasps as she's face fucked, her body moving in perfect rhythm with Kurgan's thrusts. Her tongue darts out, lapping at the side of his throat as she tries desperately to taste every drop of him that he has to offer. She whimpers when he finally releases her mouth and pulls back slightly, only to bark out a laugh when he slams into her again, even harder than before.

"You like being used, don't you?" Kurgan whispers roughly against her ear. "Well, from now on that's all you are...mine. Now eat it" He growls low in his throat as he cums in her mouth roughly, pouring every last bit of his lust and dominance into this moment. Their bodies are a blur around him as they move together in perfect harmony, slapping her when done cumming her takes hold of her waist and with out asking rams his cokc in her asshole.

With a final thrust deep inside Joan, Kurgan releases himself completely, groaning roughly as he comes hard inside ass. She moans his name, her body shaking with the force of her own orgasm as she surrenders fully to him, to this new world where there is only darkness and dominance...him. "Go take a sit and te cum out your ass Joan" he slaps the back off head. As he move to beatrice once more "Lick me clean cow" he commands her

As Kurgan speaks of conquering, Beatrice feels a new fire kindle within her. Her eyes meet his defiantly as he changes them back to their human forms, and for a moment she considers challenging him. But then Joan nudges her gently, reminding her that they are here for Kurgan now; to serve him in whatever way he desires.

"Yes, Master," Beatrice whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. She glances down at Celeste with narrowed eyes, wondering how she will fit into this new dynamic between them all. For now, there are more immediate concerns - like making sure that Joan cleans up properly after their encounter.

With a nod from Kurgan, Beatrice and Joan exchange glances before they scoop Joan up off the floor and lead her away to the toilet and tend to herself as commanded, she giggles and boast in whispers to Beatrice about the sick act she is about to perform. As they leave the room, Beatrice can't help but feel the weight of their new roles settle heavily upon her shoulders. She knows now that serving Kurgan isn't just about pleasing him; it's about being his willing hand in whatever twisted games he has planned for them all. Wondering if he noticed her slight of defience and if he can forgive her actions with Celeste, they were for him after all.

As they all gather in the training room, Beatrice can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within her. She glances at Joan out of the corner of her eye, wondering how she's dealing with this new reality. The last time they trained together, it had been different; they were equals, comrades-in-arms. Now, things are much more complicated.

Elizabeth claps her hands together once more, bringing their attention back to her as she speaks: "Today," she begins in that cold, commanding voice that sends shivers down Beatrice's spine, "we will be training a superiors command without question" She pauses for effect, fixing her gaze on Kurgan. "And you two," she continues, motioning toward Beatrice and Joan with a crooked finger, "will be showing the rest here how it's done."

With that, Kurgan takes up a spot at the back of the room, watching silently as Beatrice and Joan begin to lead the knights. Celeste through various exercises going to test her strength and obedience. It isn't long before sweat is pouring down all their faces, muscles burning with exertion. But beneath it all, there's an undercurrent of tension; a sense that the power dynamics between them are still shifting. Beatrice can feel it, and she knows that Kurgan does too.

As they continue to train, she tries her best to focus on following Elizabeth's orders while keeping an eye on Joan out of the corner of her eye. She isn't sure what will happen once this is all over, but one thing is certain: their lives are never going to be the same again. Elizabeth sees Celeste struggling a little and moves to her to give a prep talk

As Beatrice glances over at Kurgan, she can't help but feel a blush creep up her cheeks at his words. She nods quietly, moving to join Elizabeth and Celeste as Kurgan had asked. When she reaches them, she falls into step beside Elizabeth, casting a sidelong glance in the knight's direction before focusing on Celeste once more. Waiting to see what will happen with Elizabeth

"Come now, Celeste," Elizabeth murmurs softly, laying a comforting hand on the other girl's shoulder. "Think of how good, and strong female knights must be...Disciplined and obey her superiors, hmm please, keep up" Elizabeth's gaze drifts back toward Kurgan for just a moment before returning to Celeste, her expression filled with an almost hungry longing and anticipation. "You can do this," she says, her voice barely above a whisper now. "Just show me what you're made of..."

As Kurgan takes Celeste by the arm to lead her to the med station, he looks down at her with a mixture of disappointment and amusement. "You are trying too hard, Celeste," he murmurs. "Just remember that your priority now is to please Elizabeth...and me." His hand slips away from hers as they continue walking, leaving a trail of blood on the floor behind them.

By the time Kurgan reaches the med station with Celeste, Elizabeth has already arrived. She steps forward and gently takes her newest charge by the chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. "You are lucky, that I find your desire to follow orders is so endearing to me," she whispers huskily. "But ever do this I will kick you out.." Celeste nods dumbly, unable to tear her eyes away from Elizabeth's commanding gaze.

Kurgan looks over this situation as they Elizabeth reprimands Celeste, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "A pleasure to help commander" he says to Elizabeth. He knows that training is not yet finished, but he needs to show Elizabeth why Celeste did this to herself. He decides to let this gift giving ceremony start with a question. " Celeste why did you run till your feet started bleeding, please tell commander Elizabeth?" he asks rather sarcastically

Kurgan watches with interest as the interaction unfolds between Elizabeth and Celeste. It's clear that she's trying her best to please them both now, but Kurgan wonders what it would take for her to truly belong in their twisted little family. He glances out the med station quickly, returns with a wicked idea, dark thoughts are dancing behind his now cold eyes.

Shaking his head slightly, he returns his attention to the two women before him as Elizabeth continues to question Celeste about her desires and intentions. Finally, she steps back, considering her options for a moment before speaking once more. "Very well," she says with finality. "You may remain...for now." Her gaze shifts briefly toward Kurgan before focusing on the former knight again. "But remember this: your place is at my side, serving me as I see fit."

Celeste lets out a shuddering breath, her face flushing with relief. As she kneels there before them, Kurgan decides that perhaps it's time to put Celeste through another test - one that will further cement her place in their new world order and help Elizabeth understand what truly motivates Celeste now. "Ma'am perhaps a demonstration is in order" he

Obediently, Celeste stands up once more, her gaze locked on Kurgan's face. He smirks to himself before turning back to Elizabeth. "See if you can find some time to train with her, now" he murmurs casually, his voice dropping low enough that only she can hear it clearly. "I think there's still plenty of time." His smile widens at the thought of seeing how far Celeste will go to please Elizabeth.

"Oh really, any suggestions for the demonstrations Knight Kurgan" she says boldly to him "Celeste cover your ears quickly, that's an order" Elizabeth says to Celeste quickly. "I am the commander here Kurgan, you are my lover and master at night but we agreed during the day.." kurgan cuts her short "You are the commander Ma'am, Beatrice and Joan made a mistake that i had to correct last night and I decided that a gift was the best way to show you that I am serious about you" he points to Celeste

Beatrice looks confused, but says nothing as she watches the exchange between Kurgan and Elizabeth from a far. She glances over at Joan, who seems equally perplexed but is quick to recover, taking her place on the training field, a faint smile playing across her lips. Celeste, Elizabeth and Kurgan stand silently, waiting for whatever is about to unfold between their commanding officer and Celeste.

As for Elizabeth, she listens intently as Kurgan speaks, her expression shifting from surprise to understanding and finally, a predatory grin spreads across her face. "Very well, Kurgan," she says slowly. "If you think this is the best course of action...I trust your judgment." Her eyes flicker briefly toward Celeste before returning to Kurgan's intense gaze. "Go on, then."

Celeste stands there uncertainly, unsure what to expect but also unable to resist the commanding tone in Kurgan and Elizabeth's voices. She feels a shiver run down her spine as she waits for their next orders.

"Okay , I am game. You may begin," Elizabeth says finally, gesturing toward Celeste with a nod. With a deep breath, Kurgan steps forward, moving to stand directly behind the hesitant knight. His hands come up to rest on her shoulders, and as his strength presses down into her slim frame, she shudders slightly. "Order her commander" he says "Tell us what you truly want from Celeste."

Elizabeth has not dominated any other knights since Beatrice and Joan, Kurgan domineering has made cock way more appealing as well. Elizabeth decides to see what her lover has brought her for a gift. Not too rough though the girl is injured. "Take off my pants Celeste" Elizabeth orders.

As if in answer, Kurgan pulls back slightly and turns his attention fully toward the scene unfolding before him. Celeste has finally managed to lower Elizabeth's pants, revealing her pale ass cheeks clad only in a pair of black lace thong. Her fingers shake as she reaches out to slide the scrap of fabric aside, exposing her to the cool air of the medical room and Kurgan's intense gaze.

Elizabeth closes her eyes for a moment, feeling utterly exposed but also exhilarated by Celeste's eagerness to please her. She tilts her head back, arching her spine as she leans into the touch, feeling the warmth of Kurgan's body at her back and his presence looming over them both. "Oh yes," she breathes softly. "That's it, Celeste...lick me."

Celeste obeys without hesitation, lowering her head between Elizabeth's spread legs to press her tongue against the small pucker of skin at the center of the other woman's desire. As her tongue sweeps inward, she feels the heat and wetness of Celeste's mouth envelop her completely, sending shudders of pleasure through her body. "Oh fuck..." she moans softly, one hand coming up to grip a nearby bench for support as she gives herself over to the sensations coursing through her.

From his vantage point behind Elizabeth, Kurgan watches with satisfaction as his gift to Elizabeth is put to such delicious use. He slips one hand beneath her shirt, tracing lazy circles against her bare skin, feeling the tremors of pleasure running through her body at his touch. As he leans in close to hear her moans and breathing. Elizabeth's hands search for his cock.

Elizabeth moans, lost in the sensations coursing through her body. Kurgan's hands are gentle but insistent on her skin, and Celeste's mouth feels as though it's set on fire against her most sensitive parts. She takes a shuddering breath before answering: "Celeste," she pants out, her voice hoarse with desire, "I want you to pleasure me...and Kurgan." Her free hand slides takes hold of Celeste, the outline of his cock pressed against Celeste's face now. "I want us all together," she whispers roughly.

Celeste glances up at Elizabeth, confusion evident in her eyes despite her reddened cheeks and labored breathing. The hand that isn't currently pleasuring Elizabeth gropes blindly for Kurgan's cock once more, finding him easily and wrapping tightly around his length as she begins to stroke. "C-can I please you both?" she whispers, her voice trembling with need and uncertainty.

Kurgan meets Elizabeth's gaze, watching the hunger in her eyes intensify as Celeste begins to stroke him in rhythm with her other hand. He knows that this is what Celeste wants; to feel them together, to be completely owned and possessed by them both. He watches but want Elizabeth to be the focus, the thought occurs to him that perhaps the true gift would be to let Elizabeth choose Celeste's role...but for now, he's content to let Elizabeth play with her newest toy while he enjoys the show from behind under her command. "Yes," he growls roughly, his hips bucking into Celeste's hand at her touch, "but she is your Ma'am" he says gratefully

Elizabeth lets out a throaty moan from this statement, "Celeste, leave my lover to me, make me happy" she says as she lift her leg forcing head between her legs. Stroking Kurgan as bold look in her eyes "I watched and had an orgasms from watching you with Beatrice and Joan, would you do the same for me if my hand was not here to help you?" Kurgan pulls his cock out of Elizabeth grip "Yes Elizabeth..." he replies and starts to jerk off looking at the face of Elizabeth.

As Kurgan watches Celeste pleasure Elizabeth and then cover her face with his own cum, a satisfied grin spreads across his features. He knows that they both enjoy seeing her submit so completely to their desires, and he trusts that she'll continue to prove herself worthy of their attention. His eyes shift back to Elizabeth as she rides out her orgasm on Celeste's tongue, moaning loudly and shuddering with release.

"Well done, Celeste," Kurgan murmurs once he thinks she can register his voice again. "Now see if you can help the commander recover from that." He steps back, giving her room to attend to Elizabeth as they both come down from their highs. Behind them, a pile of wet clothes lies where their mistress's pants had been only moments ago; evidence of the intense pleasure they'd just shared.

"Commander?" Celeste asks hesitantly, looking up at Elizabeth for her next orders. "How may I serve you now?" Her voice is shaky, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she fights to regain control over herself. She can feel Kurgan's eyes on her, and it sends a thrill of fear and anticipation coursing through her veins.

As Kurgan watches Elizabeth depart the medical room, he turns his attention back to Celeste. Knwoing medics would raise question, he emit a green light and places his hands on her feet, healing them. "I will escort you to the commander's room Celeste"

Their journey is quick but filled with tension; every step brings them closer to the inevitable confrontation between desire and loyalty. As they near Elizabeths's room, Kurgan slows, pulling Celeste back against him and pressing their bodies flush together. "Tell me," he whispers hoarsely into her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine, "are you going to be a good girl for me tonight?" His free hand slides between them once more, cupping her through her panties as if testing her readiness.

Celeste hesitates only for a moment before nodding fervently. The feel of his cock pressing against her from behind and the wetness that she can feel between her legs are testament enough to how much she wants this; how badly she needs to belong to them both. "Yes," she whispers, arching her back as he continues to tease her through her underwear. "I'll be anything you 2 want..."

"Get inside then" he says, he turns to walk back to be with his Commander and his 2 new pets at training.

When Kurgan finally enters the room in the evening after training is finished, he finds it much as he left it earlier that day; a testament to the power dynamic between himself, Elizabeth and their newest plaything. The commander is stretched out on her bed, one hand idly stroking Celeste's hair as she gazes up at Kurgan with an unreadable expression in her eyes. It's clear that she enjoys watching him watch them together.

"Well," Elizabeth says slowly, drawing out the word for emphasis, "it seems you've brought us quite a prize tonight." Her fingers slide lower over Celeste's face and neck, trailing teasingly downward toward her breasts. "What do you think, Kurgan? Should we keep her?"

Kurgan steps forward, his hands slipping beneath the hem of Elizabeth's shirt to rest on her bare skin. He leans down, pressing his lips against her ear as he whispers roughly, "Only if you want her." His free hand slides around her waist, drawing her body flush against his own as he pushes his hips forward, grinding their groins together in a clear invitation.

Elizabeth moans softly at the contact and the possessive tone of Kurgan's voice. She tilts her head back, exposing her long neck to him and arching her body further into the touch. "Oh, Kurgan," she breathes out huskily, her fingers trailing downward over Celeste's chest and lower, before slipping beneath the waistband of Celeste's panties and sliding up to stroke her bare folds. "I think she belong to us both..."

Celeste shudders at the touch, her eyes clenched shut as waves of pleasure wash over her body.

Elizabeth arches her back further as Kurgan's tongue and hands work magic on her body. She feels his words in the possessive claim he makes, but she's not ready to let go of Celeste yet. "Then perhaps you should decide," she pants out between moans. Her fingers slide down once more over Celeste's folds, stroking her slowly and teasingly before parting her wet lips with one finger and sliding inside.

Celeste cries out at the intrusion, bucking her hips against Elizabeth's hand even as she arches her back further to offer more access to Kurgan's searching tongue. Her gaze flickers between them both, confusion and desire warring within her. She wants to please them both; she craves their attention and approval above all else. But what will happen if she can't?

"No" he says tasting and wanting more of Elizabeth. "You decide and I will agree to it"

Kurgan watches the tension play out across Celeste's face and sees the uncertainty in Elizabeth's eyes as well. He pauses for a moment, considering his words carefully before speaking once more. "I gave them tasks you know," he growls softly into Elizabeth's ear, nipping at her lobe as he thrusts his tongue deeper inside. "How would Celeste be helpful to you in...these situations." His free hand moves to cup Elizabeth's breast roughly through the thin fabric of her shirt, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers.

"You shape her," he continues, relishing the feel of Elizabeth's warm flesh pressed against him. "What do you think?" He tilts his head slightly, meeting Celeste's gaze with a look that promises both pleasure and pain if she should disobey.

Celeste swallows hard, her throat dry

Elizabeth looks thoughtful as Celeste speaks, her features softening somewhat at the woman's request. She glances sidelong at Kurgan before finally nodding slowly. "Yes," she whispers, reaching down to touch Celeste gently where they're connected, guiding her fingers over the sensitive bundle of nerves beneath. "You could learn from me...and him." Her hand slides lower still, trailing up and down over Celeste's slick folds before teasingly pressing two fingers against her opening.

"And I think..." She pauses, taking a deep breath as Kurgan continues to stroke and suckle at her breast. "...I think you could bring us a lot of pleasure by focusing on that as well." Her other hand finds its way between them, sliding easily inside Celeste's body as she begins to stroke in time with the touch of her fingers against her clit.

Celeste cries out, arching her back off the bed as the sensations flood through her. It feels so good to have both of them using her like this; claiming and possessing every inch of her body. "Oh God," she moans shakily, "yes...please..." Her hips buck upward helplessly against Elizabeth's hand while she reaches down to grip Kurgan's hip, urging him on as he pleasures her.

Kurgan feels his cock throbbing in anticipation, a growl of approval rumbling deep in his chest as he watches the two women before him writhe and moan together. It's clear that they belong to each other just as much as they belong to him; that the connection between them runs deeper than any blood or bond. He reaches down, pressing a knuckle against Celeste'

Elizabeth pants heavily as she watches Celeste stroke kurganr beneath her touch. Her hand speeds up, her hips bucking against Celeste in time with Kurgan's thrusts as he finally finds release within her tight grip. Spraying her face with seed. As the last tremors of pleasure wash through his body, he collapses heavily on top of her, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Elizabeth reaches up to stroke his hair affectionately, feeling content and satisfied for the moment...but she knows that soon enough, they'll need to find another knight to join their ranks.

She looks down at Celeste, who is still gasping and shuddering from her own intense release. "I think," Elizabeth says slowly, her voice barely more than a whisper against Kurgan's neck, "that you should teach her how to pleasure woman..." Her fingers trace idle circles around Celeste's sweat-slickened folds, teasing gently as she continues. "I think," she says with a mischievous grin, "that it would be much more interesting for us if you were to teach her how to use herself against other women for us." Her fingers press down harder, curling inside of Celeste roughly as she leans in to kiss Kurgan deeply.

"What do you think?" she whispers against his lips, not waiting for an answer before sliding her tongue between them, seeking out his own. "Will you let me play with our new pet again...tonight?"

Kurgan looks down at the pair of women below him; their tangled limbs and flushed faces a testament to the passion that binds them together. He growls low in his throat as he leans in closer, nipping at Elizabeth's earlobe before finally answering "Of course. So long as you are her commander and i can come to see who you targeted"

Kurgan watches with growing anticipation as Elizabeth orders Celeste to drink his cum and then submit to her command. Elizabeth waits until the last drop has been swallowed before leaning down and speaking softly into the woman's ear. "You are mine now, Celeste," she whispers, the words laced with power and promise. "I can feel your desire for submission; I can taste it on my lips." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she continues to stroke Celeste's folds, teasing mercilessly.

"You will obey me," Elizabeth breathes into the other woman's ear. "When I tell you to pleasure another woman for us...you will do it without question." Her free hand slides down over Celeste's stomach and lower still, spreading her wetness on bare skin as she teases once more before pressing two fingers against her entrance, already slick with their combined juices.

Celeste gasps as Elizabeth slowly pushes inside, filling her once again. She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly as the sensation of being claimed in this way overwhelms her. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her body trembling with anticipation for whatever command their commander will give next. Her skin slowly turning a light red.

"Oh yes," Elizabeth smirks, nodding in understanding as she directs Kurgan and he retrieves a thick leather strap-on from her dressing cupboard. He watches as Eizabeth straps it on securely before glancing back at Celeste with a predatory grin. "I think it's time for our new pet to show us what she can do," she says huskily, reaching down to touch herself "And I want you to enjoy every moment of it with me"

She pushes Celeste back onto the bed, pulling her legs up and spreading them wide before moving between them, positioning the strap on at her asshole. Her fingers tease roughly at Celeste's sensitive folds as she watches Kurgan slide a hand down over his cock, already hardening again at the thought of what they're about to do. He presses the head of his cock against Celeste's entrance and with a groan pushes inside her, stretching her tight channel to its limits as he begins to stroke in time with Elizabeth's movements beneath her.

Celeste cries out, arching her back off the bed as she feels them both moving within her now. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she tries to focus on their pleasure while they use her so roughly and skillfully. She shudders with each thrust, her body trembling as pleasure washes over her in waves, sending her higher and higher toward that sweet release just out of reach...

Elizabeth laughs softly as she leans down to press kisses along Celeste's sweat-dampened skin, stilling the woman's shuddering limbs with gentle hands. "It seems," she murmurs into the crook of her neck, "that our pet has a special talent for pleasuring women..." She glances up at Kurgan with a sly smile as she strokes herself in time with his thrusts.

"I think we should make sure to give her plenty of practice," she breathes out, nipping delicately at Celeste's earlobe before sliding back down her body to lick and suckle at her tender folds. "Don't you agree?"

Kurgan groans, feeling his control slipping as he watches the scene before him. His hand speeds up on his own cock, fingers tightening almost painfully around his shaft as he imagines pushing inside of Elizabeth once more, claiming her in a display of dominance that would leave no doubt in anyone's mind who is truly in charge here. He looks down at Celeste for a moment before answering softly, "Agreed, love. I think we should but another time."

His fingers curl tight around the base of his cock, forcing it to the ready as he watches Elizabeth tease and pleasure their fallen pet beneath them. The image ignites something deep within him, burning hot and bright as it races through his veins like fire, threatening to consume everything in its path. With a growl of need that echoes around the room, Kurgan presses forward, pushing into Elizabeth with enough force to stun her for a heartbeat before burying himself entirely within her tight heat.

Elizabeth moans around his cock as he slams into her, the strap-on rubbing against her sensitive spot with each thrust. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving marks in their wake as she loses herself to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed and dominated by them both. She meets Kurgan's gaze, seeing the hunger there reflected back at her, and knows that tonight is going to be something truly special; a night where they all come together in a display of passion and power that will leave no doubt who holds sway over this harem.

Her body trembles on the edge of orgasm, teetering just out of reach as he pushes her higher and higher toward that elusive peak. With every thrust, every touch, every groan and moan that passes between them, she feels herself growing closer; to Kurgan, to Celeste, to this life they lead together...and with each passing moment, the bond between them grows stronger still.

Celeste watches from her prone position on the bed as their love plays out before her eyes. She can feel their pleasure washing over her in waves, each caress and thrust echoing through her own body as if it were an extension of theirs. A shudder runs through her as she realizes that she truly is nothing more than a tool for them; a toy they use to express their dominance and assert their control...and yet at the same time, she's never been more content or fulfilled.

As Kurgan finally pushes her over the edge with one last hard thrust deep inside Elizabeth's body, Celeste moans helplessly, arching her back off the bed as pleasure washes through her like a tidal wave. Her cries mingle with theirs, a chorus of lust and desire

Elizabeth wipes the evidence of their love from her face with the back of her hand before leaning down to kiss Kurgan softly on the lips. "A good idea," she whispers breathlessly as they both slip back into their human forms, looking up at Celeste where she lies on the bed between them. The tiger girl's body shudders with pleasure as they watch her, her skin still flushed and damp from their lovemaking. "You've been an excellent tool for us tonight," Elizabeth says sweetly, running a hand through Celeste's hair before leaning down to kiss the other woman softly on the lips.

"Go get some rest, pet," she whispers against Celeste's parted lips, feeling Kurgan press against her back as he leans in to nuzzle her neck. "Tomorrow will be a big day for all of us." Her fingers curl gently around Celeste's wrist and give it a gentle tug, urging the woman to stand up from the bed.

With one last glance at Kurgan over her shoulder, Elizabeth nods toward the door, encouraging Celeste to follow her out into the hallway. "I'm sure Beatrice will be eager to hear all about your...adventures." A slow smile spreads across her lips as she says this, already imagining how they might use their new pet to further increase their dominance and power over those around them.

Elizabeth raises an eyebrow at Kurgan as they continue down the hallway. "And why would I do that?" she asks teasingly. "I thought you enjoyed having us all under your command." She brushes her hand against Celeste's lower back, guiding her gently out the door and directs her to go to Beatrice and Joan's rooms.

"Get them my pet, tell Beatrice and Joan to hurry up!" she says to Celeste and turn to Kurgan "You're right this is my room and it would look odd for me to walk around at night"

"What should i tell them commander?" Celeste asks

"Tell Joan to come clean us all, and Beatrice that we need her warm tongue to pleasure our private parts" Kurgan says

"Ah, Beatrice," Elizabeth says with a smile as the other woman enters the room, eyes wide at the sight before her. "Come here and kiss me, I have missed you Knights. so much" Kurgan lowers Elizabeth and she pats the bed invitingly, gesturing for Beatrice to lie down beside her. Her fingers trace teasing circles around Kurgan's cock as he glares hungrily down at her, ready to take her again at any moment.

"And you," Elizabeth continues, turning to Joan as the other woman appears in the doorway with a worried frown creasing her brow, "Come here, I misssed you too. We're all sticky from our fun." Her voice is soft yet commanding, echoing through the room like a siren's song. There's no denying that Elizabeth is in charge here; that she holds sway over these women with an iron fist shrouded in silk.

The 3 woman, Celeste, Beatrice and Joan, now covered in cum and smiling look at kurgan, groaning loudly as he comes and paints their bodies with his seed. Celeste and Beatrice feel a thrill run down their spines at being so close to such raw power and dominance. Celeste knowing that even though she is no longer the center of attention, she still has an important role to play in this harem; one where she can indulge her own desires while serving those who truly matter.

"Of course, Your my Commander, my Captain," Celeste says breathlessly, leaning forward to press a kiss to Elizabeth's still-glistening folds before rising up on her knees and offering her lips to Kurgan as well. Beatrice mirrors her movements, first kissing Elizabeth tenderly before turning to nuzzle at Kurgan's neck. Joan watches them all with a mixture of awe and longing; she's eager to start eating all of Kurgan's cum and it is affecting her ability to control herself and not act as a pig.

Elizabeth reaches out, cupping her hand beneath Joan's chin and tipping her face up toward hers. "Come here, Joan," she whispers softly, her voice husky with desire. "Kurgan has been shooting loads tonight." With a gentle urging, she guides Joan closer still until their lips meet in a searing kiss that speaks volumes about the connection they all share now. When at last they pull apart, it's clear that there are no barriers between them anymore; only an unbreakable bond forged in pleasure and submission.

"Now then," Elizabeth says with a sultry smile, her eyes moving over each of them in turn, "why don't we retire here for the night? I think we all could use some rest...and I know just how to make that sleep pleasant for us all." Her fingers dance across their bare skin as she speaks, leaving trails of desire and anticipation in her wake.

"Now thank you for the warm welcomes but I do not hear any swearing of allegiances. Our master is here and no-one has given him any attention." Elizabeth finishes before standing up, closing the door.

"Of course you will, Joan," Elizabeth says with a warm smile. "I know exactly how much pleasure you can give us all." She stands next to Kurgan, pulling him close as she curves her body around his. Looking at Celeste, holding out her hand invitingly; it's clear that tonight is for them all to share and enjoy each other's company in a way that goes far beyond anything they could have imagined before now.

"Now Beatrice, Celeste" she whispers, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of Kurgan's wrist. "We are waiting for you now." Her fingers dance lightly over his chest, teasing and tantalizing as she urges him closer still until their bodies are pressed tightly together, their skin slick with sweat and desire. Kurgan closes his eyes in the glow of Elizabeths's affection, it is so what he wanted. Elizabeth looks at Beatrice and Celeste, her patience is wearing thin and says "We wait any longer and Joan will be the main attraction. Swear yourselves to us."

"We are honored to have you serve us, Celeste," Elizabeth whispers back, her hand cupping the other woman's cheek gently. "You have been a most excellent pet so far." She pats Joan once more and motions for the redheaded woman to stand aside. "And now, Beatrice..." Her voice trails off teasingly as she meets the other woman's gaze. "What do you say?"

"C-Commander Elizabeth," Beatrice stammers out, her cheeks flushed with color. "I...I will swear my loyalty to you and my master." She looks up at Kurgan hesitantly, searching his expression for any sign of disapproval. Finding only warmth and encouragement there, she presses a trembling hand to her chest as if taking an oath before kneeling beside Celeste. "I will serve you both faithfully, with all that I am."

Elizabeth nods solemnly, reaching out to cup Beatrice's cheek in much the same way she did with Celeste a moment ago. Her expression softens as she says, "We thank you, Beatrice. You have no idea how much we need someone like you in our harem." With that, she steps closer, pressing her lips to Beatrice's in a slow, passionate kiss that speaks volumes about the connection they share now.

As Joan settles down beside them on the bed, watching with interest as they all entwine together in this web of desire and dominance, Kurgan shrugs out of his human form entirely, revealing himself to be a massive flaming demon once more. His face now unreadable but his smile conveys his approval. He curls his powerful body around the other three women, in one swoop, as if they were prey he'd just caught and claimed as his own.

Elizabeth drifts off into a dreamless sleep, her body pressed tightly against Kurgan's. The room is alive with the scent of sex and the feel of passionate submission as Celeste and Beatrice cuddle close on either side, content to be near their masters even in their rest. Joan, ever eager to please, has curled up at the foot of the bed, her face buried in a pillow as she licks her fingers and swallows all the cums stains. her belly fool now falling asleep to the sounds of their shared breathing.

Time passes unnoticed; it might have been minutes or hours since they drifted off. But when Elizabeth finally stirs from her slumber, it's with an unmistakable air of power and authority about her. She opens her eyes slowly, blinking against the dim light filtering in through the window as she takes stock of her surroundings. Her gaze flickers briefly over Kurgan before settling on Celeste and Beatrice, who smile up at her with quiet affection.

"Rise and shine, pet," she says softly, her voice warm but firm. "Our day starts now." The women obey without hesitation, rising to their feet as Joan stirs from her spot at the foot of the bed. Together they go about preparing for whatever tasks Elizabeth has in store for them today; knowing full well that it will be a long and arduous journey toward proving themselves worthy of serving in her and Kurgan's esteemed harem. "Kurgan wants us to choose the next Female night to corrupt, we take our time." she says while standing and waiting for them to get up "I will nominate, Beatrice will bait her" Smiling at beatrice getting dressed "and then Celeste will assist her in make her 'compliant'" rubs celeste's buttocks as she passes her "and Joan is here to cover our tracks"

Elizabeth nods in agreement, her gaze never leaving Kurgan's as she listens to his instructions for Joan. "Of course," she says with a warm smile when he asks for a kiss before their pets are sent away. She leans forward, pressing the softest brush of her lips against his, relishing in the feel of him beneath her fingertips as they linger together for just a moment longer.

Turning to Beatrice and Celeste, she gives them each a meaningful look before saying, "Go, find your target tonight. We must work quickly if we are to expand our control over this castle." With that, the three women file out of the room in obedient silence, their minds already racing with plans for how they will ensnare their next prey and bring them into the fold.

As Elizabeth turns back to Kurgan, she can't help but feel a thrill running down her spine at the thought of everything that lies ahead. "Are you ready, my love?" she asks softly, her voice little more than a whisper as she takes his hand in hers. "For what comes next?"

Kurgan looks deeply into Elizabeth's eyes and smiles. "I have waited centuries for this moment," he says, gently squeezing her hand. "I could not be more ready. Now go." His body thrums with anticipation as Joan approaches Elizabeth watches with a pang of jealousy at the thought of the joy Joan will now be giving Kurgan. her jealousy fades as she now embraces what has transpired, she will rule beside him and can have the same anytime she wants to, if they succeed. Kurgan poised on the cusp of unimaginable power and dominance. With a single nod, he indicates that she should go and lead the way. Joan's eyes are alight, almost giddy.

Elizabeth nods back before leading the way out of the room, leaving Joan behind. She will decide who next to corrupt and they will make their way through the castle, spreading chaos and confusion in their wake as they draw people from their duties and into their web of seduction over time. Joan opens her mouth and begins her oral pleasuring of Kurgan's cock. With unexpected tenderness he controls the session. He brushes her hair gently from her ear and says "You have done so well, hmmm, good suck.... I think you can be more than a pig, what you think Joan?" letting her come up to answer. With a mixture of confusion and excitement in her voice, Joan replies, "W-what do you mean, my Lord Kurgan? You have trained me as your loyal pet...to serve and please you any way you desire." She looks up at him with shining eyes, her lips still wrapped around his engorged cock.

Kurgan's voice grows rough with arousal as he watches this beautiful woman submit so willingly to his touch. "I do not want to a slut like you just as a pig and you have been so well behaved," he murmurs, gently cupping her chin in his hand. "You are valuable...important...You have proven yourself time and again." With each word, he thrusts deeper into her mouth, watching as she struggles to take him all the way down.

As Joan starts to choke and gag on his length, Kurgan pulls back, a satisfied smile curving his lips. "I am not done with you yet," he whispers huskily before guiding her face closer to his. "Want my cum in your mouth?"

With a triumphant cry, Kurgan explodes deep inside Joan's throat, his hot seed filling her mouth and spilling out the sides as she struggles to contain it all. He comes down hard, slapping her ass again and again until he regains his composure. Finally, he pulls free, watching with satisfaction as strands of cum drip from her lips and chin.

"Very good," he says softly, the lust still plain in his voice despite having just released. "You've proven yourself most useful today." He pats her on the head like a well-trained dog before walking over to the bed, lying down with a satisfied sigh. Looking back at her, he adds, "Now go and tidy yourself up...get to training and ask Elizabeth where to get some sex toys" His meaning is clear.

Elizabeth stands before the window, looking out over the courtyard as she thinks about their plan for the day. Her hands are folded neatly behind her back, and a smile plays across her lips. She turns to see Joan hurrying into the room, wiping the remaining cum from her mouth with the back of her hand. "Ah, you're back," Elizabeth says warmly. "Kurgan said to ask you for permission to leave and a suggestion on sex toys Ma'am"

Remembering how she and Kurgan double penetrated Celeste into submission makes Elizabeth's face light up. Her lover and master is diabolical and perverted. She only had the strap on but can imagine a few things that would help. Walking to her desk she take a note and wites out permission for Joan to go into town.

As Joan leaves the room, Elizabeth turns her attention to her desk and takes notes. "She seems quite eager," she says casually and shout for Celeste who comes running to her "I think we have our new target" she says to Celeste as she arrives.

Elizabeth smirks playfully before stepping closer to Celeste, her voice lowering to a husky whisper. "I've been watching the training sessions with great interest, my knight," she says, trailing her fingers lightly her hair. "There is one in particular who has caught my eye...She seems strong and stubborn, but I believe with your help we can bring her around."

Celeste is in agreement, she does not know who Elizabeth is talking about though, she just wants to please Elizabeth. "Let us begin then. I will see what I can do to distract the other Knight while you work your magic on our new target." Her face drops "Sorry commander, who are we talking about?"

"Let me show you how useful I can be," Celeste says, her voice steady despite the worry that flickers across her features. She doesn't waste another moment, pushing past Elizabeth and marching straight towards Beatrice and Kadence with an angry glare. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands, her hands on her hips as she confronts them.

As if sensing the tension in the air, Kadence lets out a small grunt of pain before shoving Beatrice roughly away from her. The other knight staggers back a step, rubbing at her sore arm with a glare that could melt steel. "You're making this harder than it needs to be," Kadence growls, fixing Celeste with a challenging stare.

Meanwhile, Beatrice has recovered from the initial shock of being defeated and watches warily from the sidelines, waiting for her chance to assist her fellow knight. She glances over at Elizabeth out of the corner of her eye, hoping that she's ready to step in if things take a turn for the worse. Elizabeth just nods and smiles at Beatrice. Her hand lifts to show Beatrice to restrain herself

Celeste takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling steadily, she looks up at Kadence as she decides on her approach. "I only want what's best for all of us," she says calmly, keeping her tone level despite the flurry of emotions racing through her. "We need to work together. We are on the same team"

Kadence hesitates, not knowing what the fuss is all about. She was training is all. As they stand there facing each other, neither one giving an inch, Elizabeth quietly slips away unnoticed, retreating back to their chambers to await developments.

The tension between them Celeste and Kadence is high. Celeste wants to find a way to corrupt the amazon. While Kadence with her dark brown, tanned skin is wondering why she has to go easy on Beatrice in training.

Celeste listens carefully as Beatrice responds with her own assessment of Kadence's personality and strengths. As she speaks, Celeste nods along, taking in every detail that could potentially help them in their mission to corrupt the stubborn knight. Finally, when Beatrice finishes, she looks up at her with determination burning in her eyes. "Thank you for your insight," she says gratefully. "I think I know how we can handle this."

With that, Celeste turns and walks purposefully back over to where Kadence is still training. She approaches the larger knight from behind, wrapping her arms around her waist in a tight embrace. Startled by the sudden contact, Kadence spins around, anger flashing in her eyes once more. "What do you think you're doing?" she snarls, glaring down at Celeste.

Celeste doesn't flinch, meeting Kadence's glare with a steady one of her own. "I just wanted to talk," she says softly, sounding genuine. "We need each other to survive here." Her hands drift upward, coming to rest on Kadence's shoulders before moving lower, cupping the other woman's breasts through her armor.

Kadence's breath hitches at the contact, and a flush of heat rushes to her cheeks. "Celeste..." she whispers warningly. Her fingers tighten on the hilt of her sword reflexively, unsure how else to respond to this unexpected advance.

"Trust me," Celeste breathes against Kadence's ear before trailing a kiss along her jawline. "We can make this work."

Taken back by Celeste's action Kadence is confused. Is Celeste wanting her 'protection' to survive here in the academy all of a sudden?

Her hands drop to Celeste's hips, dragging here out of the training ground and around a corner as she tries to process what's happening. She can feel the other woman's breasts pressed against her armor, and the heat emanating from Celeste's body is unmistakable. A soft moan escapes Kadence as she leans into the contact, her eyes closing briefly. When they open again, she looks down at Celeste with a newfound understanding dawning in her gaze. "I...I see," she murmurs, not quite able to keep the surprise out of her voice.

Celeste nods encouragingly, moving even closer so that their bodies are pressed together from breast to thigh. "You do?" she asks softly, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation. She can feel Kadence's arousal growing more pronounced against her and takes it as a good sign.

Kadence nods again, this time more confidently. "I think...I think I understand." Her face showing her confusion to the propsal

Kadence stands there for a moment, stunned by the kiss but even more so by Celeste's sudden withdrawal. She reaches up to touch her lips, feeling the warmth and wetness left behind as Celeste's tongue danced with hers. "C-Celeste..." she whispers, wanting more of this mysterious connection between them.

She turns to find the other woman leaning against the wall nearby, watching her intently. Kadence takes a step closer, feeling emboldened by their kiss and unsure how else to respond. Without another word, she presses against Celeste once again, drawing the smaller knight into another passionate kiss that leaves them both panting for air. Her hands move up and down Celeste's back, urging her closer as she begins to lose herself in the moment.

As their tongues duel hungrily within their mouths, Kadence feels a strange sensation wash over her. She moans low in her throat, the pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before. Without even realizing it, her hips begin to grind against Celeste, seeking release from this building tension.

Celeste nods at Kadence's condition before letting her head fall back with a moan as she feels the other woman start to grind against her harder. She presses closer, eager to feel their bodies meld together in this shared release. "Deal," she gasps out between kisses.

Their hands roam over each other's bodies, seeking purchase on skin or armor, searching for a way to be even closer. Their lips never part as they continue to kiss, moving from soft and gentle to demanding and hungry. They groan in unison when they feel their orgasms building, almost as if they are sharing the sensation between them.

Finally, with a mutual cry of pleasure, Kadence and Celeste explode together, their bodies shuddering violently as they release wave after wave of intense pleasure onto each other's tongues. When the last tremors subside, they remain connected, both panting heavily from exertion but unable to pull away from the connection that binds them now.

As they catch their breath and begin to regain their composure, Kadence looks into Celeste's eyes with a newfound understanding dawning on her. She reaches up, cupping Celeste's cheek once more before leaning in and tenderly kissing her lips. "Thank you," she whispers.

Celeste smiles softly against Kadence's lips before pulling back slightly, a playful glint in her eye. "You're welcome," she replies. "Now let's go see how our other...friend is doing." She pauses, letting the word 'friend' hang in the air for a moment as they both imagine the events that led up to this moment.

Kadence nods solemnly in agreement before setting off at a brisk pace in the direction of where Beatrice was last seen. As they hurry through the hallways and training grounds, Kadence glances over at Celeste with a look of gratitude etched on her features. She may have been skeptical at first, but now she can see that Celeste truly does want her 'protectionn'...and maybe even more.

When they finally catch up to Beatrice and Elizabeth in the room, Kadence hesitates for a moment before speaking. "There you are," she says casually, doing her best to sound nonchalant. "I was worried about you after what happened during training." Her gaze flickers over to Elizabeth briefly before returning to Beatrice, her expression earnest as she continues, "We should probably finish our session, don't you think?"

Not knowing into which room she has been led, Kadence slaps Beatrice. Beatrice looks taken aback for a moment, unsure how to react. She glances from Kadence to Ceeste and back again, feeling the tension in the air thicken with every heartbeat. Finally, she nods slowly in agreement. "What the hell?," she says softly before turning and running towards her room.

As Beatrice enters her room, Kadence kicks the door open and Celeste watches Beatrice carefully from a distance. The scene is set, she looks back see her commander Elizabeth coming towards the room with a smile and movement of a lioness about to get her prey. As Elizabeth passes her Celeste nods, her cunt getting wet from what is about to happen. The corruption of Kadence.

The fight has left Beatrice drained of both energy and resistance, making her an even more tempting target for Kadence. As she watches them together, a wicked smile creeps across Celeste's face; it seems that the bait is working perfectly. Elizabeth looks over at her knight with approval, pleased to see their plan unfolding as planned.

Grabbing Beatrice her and forcing her hand between her legs, her arms start thrusting"You are gonna be my bitch" Kadence says excitedly

As Kadence's hips begin to grind against Beatrice in a brutal rhythm, Celeste watches closely, her own arousal growing by the second at the sight of another knight succumbing to their lust. She moves slowly forward, silent as a shadow as she edges closer to them, wondering how long it will be before Kadence notices her and Elizabeth's presences.

Beatrice moans loudly as she feels Kadence's hard hands against her ass, instinctively pressing back against it in a desperate attempt for more contact. Kadence hisses at the sensation, throwing her head back with a shout of pleasure as she realizes what Beatrice has done she roughly pushes Beatrice forward onto all fours and thrusts herself fingers into the offered invitation.

With a growl of satisfaction, Kadence begins to take Beatrice roughly from behind, slamming into her with abandon as the other knight cums. Beatrice the masochist, is in heaven. She is happy she was chosen to be the bait. Elizabeth steps forward to show herself complete the corruption of Kadence.

As Kadence glances back up at her commander, a wave of heat floods her cheeks as she realizes what she's been doing. She tries to pull away from Beatrice but the smaller woman holds on tightly, determined not to lose this precious act of force used against her be the powerful knight.

Elizabeth chuckles softly, her fingers tracing gently over Kadence's collarbone before moving lower to cup one of her breasts through the armor. "I see you've been getting quite...comfortable here," she says teasingly, caressing Kadence's cheeks as she speaks. "And with someone who has such lovely curves."

Kadence grits her teeth but doesn't protest as Elizabeth continues to play with her cheeks and neck. Her eyes look up and lock onto the commander's, desire and need burning brightly in their depths. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she pushes roughly into Beatrice once more before turning back to face Elizabeth with a feral grin. "What do you want me to do?" she breathes heavily.

Elizabeth's answering smile is predatory and satisfied. Her other hand comes up to rest on Kadence's neck, gently caressing there as she leans in close enough that their breath mingles and they can taste each other's words upon their tongues. "I want you," she whispers, her voice dark and sultry, "to join us."

Kadence shudders violently at the thought but doesn't pull away from either of them. Instead, she arches her back, exposing more of her vulnerable flesh to their touches and gazes. As they continue to tease and tempt her, it becomes increasingly clear she is not strong willed

Elizabeth hums in approval as she continues to nibble her way down Kadence's chest, pausing only long enough to tease a nipple before moving lower still. Her fingers work at the belt, finally undoing it with a soft click that echoes through the room. She looks up at Kadence as she sinks to her knees in front of her, her eyes burning brightly with desire and hunger. "Yes," she says hoarsely, her voice vibrating against the other woman's sensitive skin as she speaks, "I want you to join me."

With that, Elizabeth tugs at Kadence's pants, pulling them down over strong thighs and revealing her well-trimmed patch of hair and most coveted prize. Her hands slide lower still until they cup the knight's ass, holding her close as she begins to tease and lick at the entrance to Kadence's wet core.

As Elizabeth works her magic, Kadence cries out in pleasure, arching her back off the floor and pressing herself closer to the commander's hungry mouth. Her fingers tangle in Beatrice's hair as she loses herself in the sensation of being worshipped like this. The need to surrender completely is overwhelming, and with one final, defeated moan, Kadence gives in, letting go and allowing herself to be claimed by Elizabeth and her dark desires.

Celeste smirks as she feels Kadence's tongue against her folds, immediately grasping at the other woman's head and pushing herself deeper onto her face. Her hips buck wildly, grinding against Kadence's mouth as she relishes in the feel of another knight beneath her.

Elizabeth continues to torture Kadence with licks and thrusts of her tongue, but when she feels Kadence tense around her fingers, she knows it's time for a change of pace. She withdraws her hand, only to plunge it back inside of the other woman with renewed vigor, fingers curled into a fist as she works toward bringing Kadence to orgasm through brute force.

As Elizabeth focuses on pleasuring Kadence in this way, Beatrice is left free to explore her own desires. Her hands wander over the other knight's body, squeezing and massaging flesh as she nibbles at her neck and earlobes. "You belong with us," she whispers, her breath hot against Kadence's skin. "Let go...let yourself be free."

Kadence cries out as the combined forces of Elizabeth and Beatrice drive her over the edge. Her body tenses and spasms around their hands and mouths, shuddering with the force of her orgasm. As it subsides, she collapses bonelessly to the floor, spent but satisfied. "I belong..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure and exhaustion alike. "...with you."

Kadence gazes up at Elizabeth, her expression thoughtful. She glances over at Beatrice and then back again at Celeste. The two other knights wait with bated breath, each hoping that Kadence will choose them in the end. After a moment of silent contemplation, she finally speaks. "I want Celeste" she whispers shyly, her cheeks flushing crimson at the admission.

Elizabeth smiles warmly and cups Kadence's face gently in her hands. "Very well then," she says with a knowing smile, leaning in to press their lips together. As they share this tender moment, Kadence feels both women wrapping their arms around her, pulling her close as if they'll never let her go again.

All that is left is for her to submit to Kurgan and then corruption of Kadence has been completed. Leaving Kadence Elizabeth tells the other 2 to her off the floor of Beatrice's room.As Kadence is helped to her feet by Beatrice and Celeste, towering slightly above them she feels light head. Pulling Celeste to the side Elizabeth tells Celeste to submit to Kadence and do whatever Kadence wants till tonight "Her strength and imposing figure will help us greatly" Elizabeth states. "Make me happy Celeste, by keeping her captivated till Kurgan has her later on. be the submissive girlfriend for all i care"

As they stand there together, the connection between Kadence and Celeste is palpable. Even though it's all just an act for now, there's no denying the attraction that burns brightly between them. Their kiss deepens, becoming more demanding as their desire to please one another grows stronger by the moment.

When they finally part, Kadence looks into Celeste's eyes and whispers hoarsely, "Thank you." It's a simple word, but it carries with it all of the emotion she feels in this moment: gratitude, longing, and a touch of something more. Celeste nods solemnly before turning to lead Kadence from the room. She knows that their time together is merely a illusion, but for now she can pretend that the future holds endless possibilities...and love.

As they disappear down the hallway arm in arm, Beatrice watches them go with a mix of sadness and envy. She knows what will happen soon with Kadence, but part of her wishes it was her to be defiled again tonight...perhaps one day Kurgan will treat her again and use her.

She shakes the thought from her head and turns to hurry off in search of Master Kurgan, eager to report what has transpired and await his instructions. As she leaves, she glances back over her shoulder at the retreating figures of Kadence and Celeste, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of her lips despite herself.

Celeste leads Kadence deeper hallway, their fingers intertwined as they wander through the dimly lit hallways and to her private chambers. The air is thick with desire and anticipation, every corner seeming to whisper tales of lust and submission.

Eventually, they reach one of the larger rooms where a large bed dominates the center. Throwing Celeste down onto it roughly, Celeste begins to undress her with hungry hands. "I've wanted this for so long," she hisses into Ceeste's ear, nipping at her lobe and causing the other woman to moan in response.

Celeste arches off the bed, her body craving the touch of another knight, the pleasure of making Elizabeth happy. She reaches up to pull Kadence down on top of her, moaning loudly as their lips meet in a fierce, demanding kiss. As their tongues dance together and hands roam over warm, bare skin, it's clear that neither can wait any longer for the other.

They tear at each other's clothes until they are both naked, revealing every inch of flesh to each other. Celeste straddles Kadence, her legs spread wide as she leans down and takes one of Kadence's hard nipples into her mouth, sucking roughly on it while using her free hand to stroke herself. "Do you want this?" She asks breathlessly, holding the other woman's gaze as she speaks.

Kadence cries out at the sensation, nodding frantically. Her own hands are roaming over Celeste's body, tracing her curves and squeezing her firm ass. "Please..." She begs hoarsely, arching into Celeste's touch as she takes control.

Joan knocks on the door and walks inside seeing Celeste and Kadence cuddling after their passionate act. "I see you two had some fun without me" she smirks as she takes a seat near them and watches Kadence sleep peacefully in Celeste's embrace.

Celeste looks at Joan with a satisfied smile, knowing that she's done her job well tonight. Kadence is theirs now, and there's no going back. "Yes," she whispers, running her fingers through Kadence's hair gently before kissing her forehead softly, "We had fun." Her gaze drifts back to Joan. "She is ready to join us,i think"

Joan grins wickedly back at her, understanding the unspoken message all too well. "I got to go and share what I got to Elizabeth" she says moving quickly to the door.

Just then Beatrice opens the door and they bump into each other "Well hello Joan" Beatrice quips "Elizabeth said you'd be back."

Celeste laughs softly, shaking her head as she looks at Kadence's peaceful face. "Yes, she is," Beatrice agrees with a knowing smile. With that, she and Beatrice gather some supplies from a nearby table, setting them up on the bed beside Kadence.

Elizabeth enters the room, Joan next to her. She inspecting the sex toys Joan brought, Kurgan is behind them.

Carefully, they begin to prep Kadence for what comes next, their hands gentle yet firm as they spread her legs wide and press her down onto the bed. Celeste meets Beatrice's gaze over Kadence's body, a mixture of lust and power burning brightly in her eyes. She leans forward, pressing soft kisses along Kadence's chest and stomach before looking up at Beatrice. "Are you ready?" she asks quietly, reaching out to take one of the smaller knight's hands in her own.

Beatrice nods slowly, a shiver running down her spine. "You are to be saved Celeste. She will suck cock or lose you. Even though you never were going to be anything for her" Kurgan says walking to the foot of the bed. Taking his cock out. Celeste closes her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before opening them again, meeting Kurgan's gaze with determination and hunger. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her free hand reaching out to stroke Kadence's sensitive flesh between her legs. "Let's do this."

As they work together, the anticipation builds, their bodies tense in preparation for what comes next. The air crackles with electricity as they tighten Kadence to the edges of the bed. Elizabeth explains to Joan what must happen, the teasing and pleasuring kadence until she can no longer tell the difference between reality and fantasy...between pleasure and pain. In that moment, everything feels heightened, every touch a thrill that courses through their veins like fire and she will have to choose.

Celeste obeys, moving closer to Kurgan and wrapping her lips around his thick shaft. Her hand begins to stroke him in time with her movements, sucking loudly as if she can't get enough. She looks up at Kurgan, her eyes pleading with him to help make it look real.

Kadence wakes up in front of them, Joan and Beatrice begin their part of the performance. Joan caressing and kissing Kadence's face, grinding down on her hips as Beatrice presses a vibrator against her clit, making her moan loudly. Their hands roam freely over Kadence's body, teasing and tormenting her until she's writhing beneath them in pleasure.

Elizabeth watches the scene unfold before her with satisfaction. She knows that soon enough, Kadence will have to choose between Celeste and her master. The thought sends a shiver of anticipation down her spine. As Celeste continues to deepthroat Kurgan, she leans in close, murmuring encouragement into Kadence's eare. "Only you can stop this," she whispers. "She wants you more than anything Kadence. There is only one way to help her though"

Celeste continues to suck on Kurgan's cock, her eyes never leaving Kadence's face as she hears the other woman beg for an answer. With a sigh of resignation, she pulls back from Kurgan and looks him in the eye before whispering softly, "Harder please?"

Kurgan grins, amused by Celeste's dedication. He steps back, giving Kadence some space to think as he watches with interest. Joan nods encouragingly at Kadence from where she kneels between her legs, holding the vibrator firmly in place against Kadence's clit.

Kadence looks back and forth between Celeste and Kurgan, her mind racing as she tries to make sense of what is happening. Her body tenses, pleasure building up inside her as Beatrice continues to press the vibrator against her most sensitive spot. "Let...let her go," she finally whispers, a tear trickling down her cheek.

As if sensing Kadence's indecision, Celeste acts her part and releases Kurgan and steps back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she looks at Kadence pleadingly. "Please," she breathes, "You are my only hope."

Kurgen looks over to Elizabeth who smirk and grabs Celeste head back, thrusting his cock in her mouth. "Save her, but you must take her place." Elizabeth whispers, her eyes fixed on Kadence's face. Joan moves aside from Kadence and begins to rub herself gently through her skirt. Elizabeth nods towards them meaning they can continue or not, Beatrice begins to lick kadence in a knowing glance as well. The only person who doesn't understand is Kadence. She is starting to make her choice as the her Vagina start to hum.

As Kadence climaxes, her cries of pleasure echo around the room, mingling with Celeste's moans as she continues to service Kurgan. The air is thick with tension and desire as they all watch each other, waiting for what comes next. It's clear that this night will mark a turning point in their lives, one that will shape them all in different ways.

Celeste looks up at Kadence from where she kneels before Kurgan, her eyes filled with emotion as she reluctantly pulls away from his cock and stands. She takes a shaky breath before reaching out to help Kadence to her feet as well. "I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely, touching Kadence's cheek gently before leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips.

Kurgan chuckles darkly, stepping forward and tapping Kadence's lips with his cock "Suck it or I will skull fuck her"

Kadence opens her mouth, her hands and feet still tied to the ends of the bed. Slowly at first Kurgan enters her mouth. Elizabeth start to motivate Kadence. Kadence's corruption will be complete after taking kurgan's seed, and she wants to be involved now badly but she will wait.

Celeste looks down at Kadence with an expression of pride and sadness as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. She knows what this means for Kadence now; that she has been truly claimed by them all. But even as she feels a stab of jealousy, she can't help but feel grateful for the chance to have been so close to her again, even if only briefly.

Without another word, Celeste turns and walks away from the bed, stands waiting. The air in the room feels heavy and charged with emotion as Joan goes onto her knees beside Kadence, her hands roaming over the other girl's body possessively.

Kurgen watches them both with a satisfied smile on his lips. "Well done, my girls," he whispers softly. "Now it begins."

Elizabeth stands from the bed, moving closer as well. "She is quite something, isn't she?" She agrees with a wicked grin. Looking at Kadence she then says "I think you should show your gratitude." Her eyes flicker meaningfully to Celeste and Beatrice standing nearby.

Celeste looks up from where she's been studying the floor, her expression unreadable. Joan meanwhile watches everything with hungry eyes, eager for a taste of Kadence herself. The tension in the air is palpable as everyone waits to see how this new dynamic will unfold.

Kadence nods slowly, her lips parting in anticipation. She feels the weight of their gazes upon her and knows what they want. With shaking hands, she reaches down between her legs, spreading herself open for them all to see. "I'm...yours," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart racing in fear and excitement. "I want an anal whore, your thoughts Elizabeth?" kurgan says and he pulls Beatrice down between his legs as he stands looking at kadence's figure. Elizabeth moves behind him arching her butt and lifting her dress, Celeste cannot help herself and goes onto her knees to start pleasuring Elizabeth. "Hmm, all round Anal Whore?" she answers

Without hesitation, Joan retrieves her bag of sex toys from the floor and hands them to Kurgan. He looks, takes out a vibrator and laughs with it in his free hand, moving closer to Kadence. "Turn around, Joan hold her hands" he whispers hoarsely, positioning the vibrator at her entrance.

Without waiting for a response, he pushes the buzzing tip inside her anus. Kadence lets out a yelp of pain followed by a gasp as the intense sensation spreads through her body. "Oh fuck," she breathes out, arching her back and pushing against him, seeking more.

Meanwhile, Celeste watches from below, her fingers moving faster inside Elizabeth's core as she listens to their moans and gasps. She looks up at Kadence, praying that she is used by Elizabeth and Kurgan again. This new game they are all playing feels dangerous and thrilling in equal measure.

Kurgan begins to thrust the vibrator in and out of Kadence's ass as she cries out in pleasure and pain, her body twisting and arching under his rough touch. Elizabeth stands behind him, one hand resting on his shoulder as she leans down to whisper into Kadence's ear: "Do you want more?"

Celeste watches as Kadence writhes beneath the combined onslaught of pleasure and pain, her heart racing in sympathy and desire. As if reading her thoughts, Elizabeth turns to face her. "Come here," she purrs, motioning with one hand.

With a hesitant glance at Kurgan and Kadence, Celeste moves closer to Elizabeth, the wetness between her legs a clear testament to how aroused she is. As if mirroring Kadence's position earlier, she stands next to the bed with one leg bent as Elizabeth takes her place beside Kadence, facing them both. "I think it's time for you two to get better acquainted," she murmurs into Celeste's ear, reaching out and spreading her cheeks wide before pressing a finger inside her.

Kurgan continues to thrust the vibrator into Kadence's ass while Joan holds her hands above her head. Her cries of pleasure mingle with the sounds of Elizabeth and Celeste exploring each other's bodies. "So responsive," Kurgan growls, reaching around to stroke himself as he watches their entwined forms.

Celeste closes her eyes at Elizabeth's touch, a moan escaping her lips as the other woman begins to take control of her body. She feels utterly owned and used by them both and can't help but crave more. Her hips begin to rock in time with Kadence's cries, wanting nothing more than to feel their cocks deep inside her once again.

As she listens to the exchange between Elizabeth and Kurgan about Beatrice, Celeste wonders if it might be possible for them all to find pleasure together. She glances at Joan, wondering if she could perhaps persuade her to join in as well...but for now, she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body as she is used by both Kurgan and Elizabeth.