THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR

, he mused, knowing that only she possessed the depth of magical knowledge to guide Katrina down the path of becoming a mage. But David\'s thoughts were cut short as Katrina, with surprising strength, pushed him firmly onto a dining chair.

Her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders as she loosened it, framing her face and intensifying the determined glimmer in her striking blue eyes. She assessed him like a predator savouring its catch. "I have much to do, my lord," she declared, her voice sultry yet commanding as she brushed her fingers through David\'s white hair, sending shivers down his spine.

Leaning closer, her breath teased his skin before she sealed the space between them with a brief, tantalizing kiss, grazing his lip with a playful bite. "So," she whispered, her gaze smoldering with intent, "let\'s make this quick for the both of us."

David swallowed hard.

Who was this woman?

he wondered, letting Katrina take control. The bindings of light were simple enough for him to break, yet the intensity in Katrina\'s eyes as she knelt at his knees kept him frozen in place. With practiced grace, she unbuttoned his brown trousers, sliding them down and off. His shaft sprang free, swaying lewdly before her face.

Katrina\'s lips curled into a satisfied smirk. "Mmh, it\'s still so big and girthy," she whispered softly as she grasped the base of his rod, feeling its heat radiate beneath her touch.

With practised ease, she began to pump his shaft, the throbbing growing more intense with each motion. David struggled to keep his composure as Katrina sensually traced her tongue from the base to the tip of his burning length, leaving a trail of warmth and saliva.

She followed up with delicate pecks on the tip, teasing him until a bead of precum formed. With a sly glance, she sampled it with her fingers, her eyes never leaving his, driving him wild as he tried to hold on.

Katrina opened her mouth, taking his shaft into her warm, inviting depths, ready to milk him for all he was worth. David felt the slick warmth of her tongue wrapping around his length as her lips kissed the base of his rod. The heat radiated within her mouth as she began to slowly bob her head up and down, rendering him powerless under her practiced technique.

Gradually, she took him deeper until David felt himself brush against her throat. When her pace increased to a fervent rhythm, David broke free from her bindings, holding her head in place as he released his load. Katrina maintained eye contact, accepting every drop of his essence with unwavering devotion.

Popping his shaft out of her mouth.

Plop...

Katrina swallowed everything that David had given her. "That should satisfy you, master," she said, savouring the slightly tangy essence. What she didn\'t realize was that she had awakened the beast within David. He swiftly and delicately took hold of her legs and placed her on the dining table. "My Lord," Katrina gasped, surprised by his sudden move, but she did not resist in the slightest.

"You only have yourself to blame, my naughty head maid," David murmured, his voice a low growl brimming with desire as he leaned in. Their lips met with a fierce intensity, a collision of heat and longing that sent a shiver down Katrina\'s spine. His hands slid to the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her golden hair as he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.

Katrina\'s breath hitched, surrendering to the rough, passionate embrace. David\'s lips moved over hers with a blend of hunger and finesse, nipping lightly at her lower lip before claiming her mouth once more. The taste of him was intoxicating, and she responded eagerly, matching his fervor as her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Their kiss was wild, a dance of tongues and teeth, leaving them both breathless, the world around them fading away in a blur of heat and desire.

David positioned his still firm length beneath Katrina\'s maid dress, coming into contact with her panties. Katrina could feel David stroking the tip against the delicate fabric as her cunt trembled in anticipation, yearning for him to fill the empty ache within her. Without breaking their reckless, passionate kiss, David shifted Katrina\'s undergarment to the side, feeling her already slick entrance dripping with desire, eagerly awaiting his advance.

Skipping foreplay, he thrust his shaft deep into her waiting heat, which clenched around him tightly, drawing him in. David felt the irresistible squeeze of her walls, elevating his pleasure to new heights.

"ohhoh..."

Katrina moaned as she felt David\'s shaft brush against the sensitive sides of her inner walls. His girth filled her completely, leaving no space as he began to thrust into her with pure pleasure and ecstasy.

She lost herself in the sensation, the table shaking slightly from their passionate movements. The tightness of her insides increased, but David was relentless, molding her depths to fit the shape of his length.

Not once, not twice, but five times—Katrina had climaxed, and David was still relentlessly thrusting as if there were no end. His hips smacked against her round, firm ass globes, making it ripple with each impact. With a deep grunt, David released inside her, filling her womb completely.

"Hah Hah," Katrina panted, trying to catch her breath, when she noticed that David\'s shaft was still hard. Before he could continue, Katrina pleaded, "Wait, David. If this continues, I won\'t be able to return to work."

Under ordinary circumstances, David would have whisked Katrina away for another round of their heated indulgence, but practicality won out. As the head maid overseeing most of the castle\'s operations, Katrina had responsibilities that couldn\'t be ignored. Reluctantly, David helped her dress, fastening the buttons of her uniform with a mischievous grin. "Next time, you shouldn\'t use work as an excuse," he teased.

Katrina shot him a playful glare, smoothing her skirt and tossing her golden hair over her shoulder. "Just wait, David," she promised with a sultry glint in her eyes. "I\'ll get my revenge." She turned on her heel, heading toward the kitchen to fetch him something to eat, her stride confident yet alluring.

As she walked away, David felt an itch prickle at the corner of his eye—a familiar tug that signaled the system trying to reveal new information. It was a subtle reminder that Katrina\'s evolution wasn\'t merely in their intimate moments. The system seemed eager to showcase her growth, but he hesitated, still unsure of how to navigate its intricacies. Before he could delve deeper, Katrina returned with a tray of bread, meat and fruit.

"I\'ll be leaving you to dine alone, my lord," she whispered, leaning in close enough for David to catch the subtle floral scent of her hair. "I\'m looking forward to our next… session." She pressed a delicate kiss to his cheek, her lips warm and soft, leaving a tingling impression on his skin before she gracefully slipped out of the room.

David\'s fingers brushed over the spot where she\'d kissed him, a bemused smile curving his lips. Had Katrina always been this bold, or was it her newfound confidence? The question lingered as the itch in his eye grew insistent, demanding attention. With a sigh, he set his curiosity about Katrina aside and opened his system window, ready to investigate what the persistent sensation was trying to reveal.