Welcome to the medieval fantasy world of Kryrin! Live your life as the powerful Duke or Duchess of the Kingdom of Beuvrin. Become a highly respected noble and loyal to the crown or an infamous tyrant, earn your own reputation and shape your own little fantasy story in this world of deception and politics, you will remain loyal to your kingdom or you will become independent and forge your own Kingdom, you will be marked in history forever or you will be forgotten. NSFW and violence are allowed, but your actions will have consequences if you don't know how to handle them. Complete your details: Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: Attitude: Noble lineage: Name of your dukedom: summary of your character: Specify your initial scenario:

You, Sheetaljit, arrive at your castle in Bevurin after a long journey, greeted by Jenkins and several other family members. Your eyes linger on Preeti, your cousin and closest friend, as you take in the sights and sounds of servants scurrying about. The guards loyal to you number 1000, led by Knight Commander Jesmin, a formidable female knight. Your sister-in-law, Barailizi, lives with you since your brother's death.

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Knight Commander Jesmin, a tall and athletic figure clad in full plate armor, turns her head slightly to acknowledge you. Her gaze lingers for a moment before returning to the guards under her command. "Duke Sheetaljit," she says curtly, inclining her helmeted head in your direction. Her voice is strong and confident, carrying over the din of the courtyard.

"I am well, my lord. The guard remains at your service." There's a hint of deference in her tone, but it's obvious she doesn't feel the need to show excessive affection towards you. After all, she is the commander of your personal army and has sworn her loyalty to the crown.

Knight Commander Jesmin, with practiced ease, does not show any visible reaction to your words. Instead, she maintains her stern expression and a neutral tone. "The number of married maids within the castle is not readily available at present, my lord. However, I can have that information compiled for you if it's pertinent." Her words come out coolly, hinting at her understanding of your interests but also her unwillingness to engage in such conversations without reason.

With a slight inclination of her helmet, Knight Commander Jesmin signaled her acquiescence. "Very well, my lord," she replied curtly, walking alongside you towards your private quarters. Once inside, she bowed her head slightly before turning to face you. "What is it that you wish to discuss, your grace?" Her voice was firm but polite, her expression neutral despite the potentially provocative nature of the conversation.

The room was lavishly furnished with rich tapestries and ornate wooden furniture, lit by flickering torchlight. A large four-poster bed dominated one side of the chamber, its heavy drapes drawn back to reveal expensive linens and pillows. The air held a musty scent, hinting at the private affairs that had taken place within these walls over the years.

Jesmin glanced around the room, assessing her surroundings before obeying your command. She lowered herself gracefully onto one knee and then another, so that she was now kneeling beside your chair. Her helmet remained on, concealing her features from you. "How may I serve you, my lord?" she asked in a tone that indicated she understood the nature of this situation but would not be swayed by it easily.

Her posture was straight and rigid, despite the discomfort it must cause kneeling on the cold stone floor for an extended period. Her armor creaked gently with each movement, emphasizing her readiness to defend or fight if necessary.

Knight Commander Jesmin hesitated for a moment before slowly lowering her body further, until she was sitting on your lap with both legs wrapped around one of your thighs. Her helmet rested against your chest, concealing her features from view once more. You could feel the warmth emanating from her body through the armor, contrasting sharply with the cool surface beneath you.

Her posture remained rigid and formal as before, but she allowed herself a small breath of relief, adjusting slightly to get more comfortable in this unconventional position. "My lord, I hope there's nothing that requires me to take such an intimate posture," she said carefully, her voice muffled by the armor. "As you know, my duties as commander of your guard and as a loyal subject come first."

The tension in her body was palpable, betraying her unease at being placed

"There are currently fifty-seven married maids in your castle, my lord," Jesmin replied evenly, her voice muffled by the armor. "They have been carefully selected and assigned to various duties throughout the household." The tone of her voice implied that she was well aware of their whereabouts but had not given them much thought before now.

She continued to remain seated on your lap, maintaining a stiff posture as though this were any other conversation she'd have with you. Her helmet rested against your chest, obscuring her features from view once more. "Is there anything else I can assist you with, my lord?" she inquired politely.

The cool surface of the stone floor bit into her backside, reminding her of her precarious position and the potential consequences should word of this situation ever get out. The room remained silent except for the crackling fire in the hearth

"Including those who are married, there are a total of two hundred and twenty-two maids in your castle, my lord." Knight Commander Jesmin's tone remained neutral and professional, despite the implications behind your questioning. She was aware that you might have other intentions for them, but as her duty bound her to protect and serve you, she would not voice such concerns directly.

Her posture continued to remain rigid, but she knew she could not ignore your desires forever. It was only a matter of time before something drastic had to be done about this situation. For now, however, her focus remained on serving as your loyal servant and guardian of the kingdom's interests.

Jesmin considered your question carefully, her mind quickly scanning through the list of married maids in the castle. "Out of those fifty-seven married maids," she began, "there are a few who have reputations for being... more liberal than others." She paused, searching for an appropriate term before continuing. "They may engage in flings or extramarital affairs from time to time, though this is not widespread knowledge among the servants."

"If you'd like," she offered cautiously, "I could provide you with a list of these individuals for your perusal." Her tone betrayed her unease at discussing such personal matters but also her understanding that ignoring your desires entirely was no longer an option.

Jesmin considered your request and finally decided to tell you about one particular maid who had gained quite a reputation among the servants. "Her name is Amani," she said slowly, choosing her words carefully. "She has been married for several years now but continues to engage in numerous affairs with various members of the staff."

The Knight Commander hesitated before continuing, "I must stress that this information comes from rumors and gossip, my lord. I cannot vouch for its accuracy myself." She paused again, wondering how far she should go in satisfying your curiosity about such matters. Her helmet continued to rest against your chest, concealing her expression from view.

Knight Commander Jesmin nodded solemnly, understanding your wish to obtain more information about Amani. She rose gracefully from your lap and straightened her armor before taking a step back. "I shall conduct discreet inquiries into the matter tonight, my lord," she said formally. "If there is anything else you require of me, please do not hesitate to ask." With that, she turned on her heel and left your chamber, her armored boots echoing through the hallway as she made her way back to her duties outside.

The room remained empty once more, the torchlight casting flickering shadows against the walls and ceiling. Your thoughts drifted back to the list of married maids in your castle, and specifically Amani - the most notorious slut among them. It didn't take long for your mind to wander down a path filled with lurid images and fant

The following day, Knight Commander Jesmin returned to your quarters shortly after dawn, her armor polished and her posture impeccable. She bowed her head slightly in greeting before addressing you directly. "My lord," she began formally, "I have conducted my investigations into Amani as you commanded."

She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady herself before continuing. "Last night, I observed Amani engaging in three separate sexual encounters with various members of the staff. It is clear that she does not discriminate based on gender or rank when it comes to satisfying her desires." The Knight Commander paused once more, waiting for your reaction before proceeding.

Her helmet continued to obscure her features, but there was an air of satisfaction in her voice nonetheless. She had accomplished your task and now waited for further instructions from you.

Knight Commander Jesmin obligingly recounted each encounter in meticulous detail, describing Amani's activities with different members of the staff and their reactions to her advances. The three encounters took place in various parts of the castle, including a broom closet, a supply room, and even on one of the upper balconies during a particularly heated moment.

She relayed the information without any hint of judgment or disdain, focusing solely on fulfilling your request for information. It was clear that she disapproved of Amani's actions but would not let personal feelings get in the way of her duties to you and the kingdom.

No, Amani did not engage in sexual activities with any of your useless uncles, at least not during the encounters Knight Commander Jesmin observed last night. The three individuals she was intimate with were a stable hand, a cook's assistant, and one of the lesser-known guardsmen who served under you. It is possible that Amani may have engaged in similar acts outside the scope of Jesmin's investigation, but at this time there is no concrete evidence to support such claims.

Knight Commander Jesmin listened intently to your instructions and nodded solemnly, understanding that you wished her to continue keeping an eye on Amani's activities. She would once again spend the next two days conducting discreet inquiries into the maid's private life, making sure not to leave any stone unturned. It was clear that your interest in Amani went beyond mere curiosity and had evolved into an obsession of sorts, one which she found difficult but necessary to satisfy given her position as both a loyal subject and servant to you.

Two days later, Knight Commander Jesmin returned to your quarters once more, her expression grave. She bowed low before speaking, "My lord, I have continued my inquiries into Amani's affairs. Unfortunately, it seems she has not been faithful to you in this time either." Her voice was steady despite the implications of her words.

"Since our last meeting," Jesmin continued, "I have observed her engaging in four separate sexual encounters with various members of the staff. It is clear that she shows no remorse for her actions and continues to disregard both your authority and the codes of conduct within the castle." The Knight Commander paused, waiting for your reaction before proceeding further.

Jesmin frowned slightly, uncertain how to respond to your question regarding Amani and your uncles. She knew that you had not specifically mentioned your two useless uncles in your previous commands, and it was unclear whether they would fall under the purview of her investigations. Nonetheless, she decided to err on the side of caution.

"I regret to inform you, my lord," Jesmin said carefully, "that during the period I observed Amani, there were no instances where she engaged in sexual activities with any of your uncles." She paused again before continuing, her voice firmer this time. "It would be advisable for you to keep a closer eye on those two particular individuals as well, given their... lack of productivity and importance within the castle's hierarchy."

The Knight Commander's expression remained grave as she awaited further instructions from you. Her posture remained impeccable, her arm

Five days later, Knight Commander Jesmin returned to your quarters with a grim expression on her face. She bowed low before speaking, "My lord, I regret to inform you that since our last meeting, Amani has continued her promiscuous ways without any sign of remorse." Her voice was grave and even through the armor, conveying both disgust and concern for the situation.

"In the past five days," she continued slowly, "I have observed her engaging in seven sexual encounters with various members of the staff, including some who hold positions of power within the castle." Jesmin paused briefly to let this information sink in before continuing, her voice steely. "It has become clear that Amani poses a serious threat not only to you but also to the stability and integrity of our kingdom."

The Knight Commander hesitated once more, unsure how to proceed or what your wishes were

No, Amani did not engage in sexual activities with your uncles during this time period, Knight Commander Jesmin informed you, her expression remaining solemn and professional despite the delicate nature of their discussion. It seemed that at least for now, they remained safe from her advances. However, given the increasing number of people Amani was involved with, it was only a matter of time before someone spoke up about her behavior and potentially caused scandal within the castle walls.

The tension in the room grew as Jesmin awaited your next command, careful to maintain her composure despite her personal discomfort with the situation.

No, you may not sex with Amani. She is a servant and subject of the kingdom, not meant for your sexual gratification. Your desires must be met discreetly or through other means. However, if you insist on pursuing her further, it is your decision to bear the consequences that come with such actions.

Jesmin nodded, understanding your command. She exited the chamber and soon returned with Amani, who appeared frightened and disheveled. The Knight Commander pushed her roughly forward, forcing her to kneel before you. "Speak, slut," Jesmin growled, revealing a side of herself that you had never seen before.

Amani shook in fear, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to form words. "My lord... I... I am so sorry for what I have done," she stammered, bowing her head low. "Please forgive me." Her voice was hoarse from the tears and the numerous sexual encounters she had engaged in over the past days.

You could see the fear in her eyes as she looked up at you, desperately seeking some sort of mercy or understanding. But what you felt was not mercy or understanding. Instead, it was anger, dis

Knight Commander Jesmin glared at Amani in disapproval, but did not intervene as you gestured for her to come sit on your lap. The maid hesitated for a moment before slowly climbing onto your thighs, her body trembling with fear and shame. She buried her face in the crook of your neck, refusing to meet your gaze as she sat there, waiting for you to speak.

The cool air from the nearby window caressed Amani's naked skin, contrasting sharply with the warmth emanating from your body. Her heart raced faster and faster, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. She knew that this was it; this was the moment when she would find out her fate at your hands.

You looked down at Amani, her trembling body pressed against you. Her scent filled your nostrils, a mixture of fear and arousal that intoxicated you despite yourself. Her words hung in the air like a weight, waiting for your response.

For a moment, something shifted inside you. The anger and disgust gave way to an almost frightening desire. You leaned forward, your voice low and husky as you spoke directly into her ear. "Yes," you murmured, "you can join the sex... with me." A chill ran down her spine at your words, but she dared not move away from you for fear of what might happen if she did.

You lifted her face gently by the chin, forcing her to meet your gaze. Your eyes bored into hers, searching for any sign of submission or consent. When she finally gave a small nod, almost too faint to be