Give the Wench What She Wants
From Lord Of Utterdom
You pour the wax across her large pale tits, and she groans and squirms, lips pursed as her fingers begin to unfasten the rest of her clothing. You pick up another candle with your free hand pour a bit more wax across the flat of her belly. She hisses as the hot wax pools on her body, hardening and sticking to the skin.
"My lord," she gasps, "More."
She yanks the rest of her clothing free, spreading her legs open wide to give you view of her wet pink quim, topped by a sparse thatch of bright red hair. She takes your hand by the wrist and guides the candle towards her nether lips, eyes pleading for more. "Make me cum and I'll tell you all I know."
You pour the wax slowly just across her mons pubis as she reaches down to finger her clit. She rolls her finger in circles, grinding her hips upward as you drip wax lower, across the inside of her thighs. Your other hands spreads more dripping wax across her heaving breasts, her nipples mounds of hardening wax now with rivers pouring down into her cleavage. It's a strange sight, and you're almost laughing at how riciulous it is until she begins screaming.
You look down and lock eyes with her just as she cums, squirting from her pussy across the table. She rocks like a dying calf on the table, nearly turning it over.
As she begins to catch her breath, she points to a small box on a stand in the corner of the room.
"In that box, you'll find a map and a key. The key will get you out of those gratings you saw, which are magically sealed. Beneath the castle runs a small stream, and those grates will let you down to the dock where a hidden boat waits. That map is of the entire kindgom, allowing you to free yourself from the tyranny of the crown, if you so wish."
Decide the adventure for your father is better and Head out and go elsewhere amongst the castle
