Herald of Steel

Chapter 919 Fate of Defeated Nobles (Part-2)

?”Ah, master! Is something the matter?”

As Alexander felt somewhat overwhelmed by the guilt over the fate of those children of nobility, it had a very noticeably adverse effect on his little brother, causing Gelene to cry out in alarm.

The large organ which had been made to so gloriously stand strong and proud just until now under her caress had all of a sudden gone limp and wilted, and Gelene feared what she might have done wrong.

“No. It’s nothing. Just a bit tired.” Alexander quickly pulled this ever present excuse at this inquiry, deciding to throw these thoughts to the back of his mind, as the sharp cry worked to snap him out of it and bring his attention to the present.

“You continue.” He then quickly asked, as his empty hands began to knead the soft bare ass sitting right on his belly, wishing to use it to distract himself. .𝒎

And it soon started to work as seeing a large, curvy naked butt sitting so close to his face greatly excited him.

Grabbing the large cheeks with both hands, Alexander began to relish the cushiony feeling of the pillowy, ebony butt pressing down on his stomach, one that possessed a comforting warmth and emanated a sweet, lewd scent.

“Ahhh! Master! Yes. Be rougher. Your hands are so strong!” And as Alexander began to squeeze and massage the soft flesh, parting the two globules and again smashing them, the act got a soul stirringly lewd cry from the front, as Gelene felt a void in her wanting soul to be fulfilled.

She had long longed to be caressed like such- roughly, in a bit of way that felt just a little bit painful.

And as proof that she was not simply faking her arousal for the sake of her master, as Alexander grabbed the black butt and parted the cheeks, baring the beautiful pink, wrinkled hole twitching shyly, the man began to feel that his abs had developed a warmed puddle, as the lady’s warm pink flower pressing down on him now began to produce a stream of lewd nectar, watering Alexander’s flesh in excitement.

“*Pah*, does it excite you to sit on your master?” And feeling it, Alexander then playfully slapped the voluminous globules, getting another soul stirring moan, “Ahh! Yes!” as Gelene subconsciously then began to grind herself against him, as if she was using her fluids to mark him as her own, producing a very pleasure sensation for both.

“My clit. Ah! Master’s muscles are scarping against my clit. So good!” The beauty even lewdly cried out this, sounding quite haggard as she lost herself in pleasure, her body trying to get off during Alexander’s body, letting the man feel the warm friction of this youthful flesh.

And if all that was not enough for him, which certainly was, Ophenia decided to also join the fun, not being just satisfied with caressing Alexander in a comforting manner like she had been doing.

Thus bending her back a bit forward, she lowered her breasts closer to Alexander’s mouth, and in a motherly tone offered with a jiggle of chest, “Here, master, drink my milk. It will surely help with your tiredness, hehe.”

The way those large, firm, perky fruits swayed right in front of Alexander was a spectacle to behold and the man naturally opened his mouth to receive the pink buds.

But in a calculated move that clearly proved Ophenia’s experience in such matters, she denied this by not lowering herself close enough to let Alexander have a suck.

Instead, she kept her abundant melons dangling just near the bridge of his nose, just close enough for him to smell the sweet milk slowly dripping out of her, but not enough to get a suckle.

It was tortuous, as Alexander felt his nose be painted with his motherly liquid, but was barred from using it to quench his thirst.

“Hehehe, come on master! Try harder. Hehe,” And seeing Alexander’s tongue reach out to the sky but still fail to capture its prey, in a rare moment of whim, Ophenia felt like teasing her master.

And then she pulled her ultimate finishing move, as instructing Alexander,

“Hehehe, here master, say ‘ahhhhh’,” the girl strongly squeezed both her own mammaries, causing a spray of her warm produce to coat Alexander’s face.

*Splurt*, *Splurt*, *Splurt*,

And this was the last straw for the man, as combined with all the visual stimulation as well as Gelene’s expert pumping of his cock, Alexander let out ropes of his gift onto the ebony lady’s hand.

Following which the duo moved onto various, much more physically intensive activities, such as the instance where Ophenia found herself laying prone on her chest at one point, her ass high up into the air as she was pounded good and hard, a thick thumb firmly embedded in her puckered hole while Gelene played with her clit piercing.

Or when Gelene was taken in missionary but her mouth was filled with Ophenia’s flower, one overflowing with Alexander’s gift.

Or when then the two women were put on top of each other, their legs spread wide open, thus letting Alexander freely use whichever flower he desired.

*Pah*, *Pah*, *Pah*,

In this way, the sound of such flesh mating against flesh reverberated across the dimply lit room for hours, as the trio desperately devoured each other.

“Master, when are we going to leave for Zanzan? Fall is already here. If we wait too long, won’t we be too late for the celebrations?” Finally finished with their fun, as the duo lay on either side of Alexander’s broad shoulders, it was Ophenia who raised this concern, her dainty finger dreamily running across Alexander’s muscular chest.

Yes, September was already here, and the spring harvest had already begun, but much to Alexander’s annoyance, many of the nobles were yet to complete their slow trudge to the capital.

And the reason for this was largely the same as the last time he had called them up.

The sheer distance of the travel expounded by the poor road network, difficulty in timely informing them of the event, and a general dragging of the feet by some as they faced internal clashes of ideology among themselves, with various factions debating what to do, whether to obey Alexander or die rebelling.

All of which was compounded by a series of bad weather spells as Tibias was hit with a series of severe rainfalls during these last two months, where the skies wept continuously for days and the winds howled menacingly at night continuously.

In fact, there was a light drizzle of rain going on even currently as Alexander lay on his bed, and he suspected the weather to only get heavier once the night grew older.

And it was because of this last reason that he had no recourse to punish the nobles and could do little more than purse his lips and wait.

However, externally, he tried to be much more optimistic, replying to Ophenia in a confident tone,

“Don’t worry, They should be getting here soon. And we can wrap things quickly once they are.” “Since they were late, their lands have already been divvied up. So now only the swearing ceremony remains.”

“We will be in Zanzan before winter.”

The strong reply got Ophenia to produce a comforting nod.

Which then gave the girl on the other side to produce her own inquiry, “Oh, master! Did you decide to think of what to do with those captured nobles? The ones that you were talking about the other day.”

Here Gelene was referring to the nobles who had broken and ran during the last pitched battle with Perseus, the ones Alexander had put under house arrest due to treachery and incompetence.

Yes, those guys were still waiting to be dealt it as Alexander had not been able to make adequate time in the prior days due to all the other stuff.

And due to the long passing of time, as well as the fact that Alexander had already won, it proved difficult for him to punish these men now.

Because much of the Tibian nobility was against it, reasoning there was no lasting damage done.

And such a mindset was even reflected in those captured, as Alexander clearly noticed that whereas before they would at least be a little afraid of seeing Alexander, now they seemed very relaxed, even freely taking part in the slicing of the spoils.

It was like they had already come to the conclusion that Alexander would not touch them.

Seeing such a thing left a very bad taste in Alexander’s mouth because he knew if he were to let this slide, it would set a very bad precedent.

Nobles would think they could desert the battlefield with little consequences as long as they stuck to each other.

However, blatantly ignoring such a loud chorus from powerful people and punishing the men arbitrarily on his own was also not a prudent decision.

So this was the answer he came up with, as he informed Gelene,

“The nobles do not want to see this. So I decided to let them go…. For now!”

“I will never let them ever hold any significant power and Camius will keep an eye on them for anything illegal they do. Then I will have the excuse to punish them for both crimes”

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