I Reincarnated As My Waifu, What Do? 10 (Patreon)

"Mmph!"

The sounds of my own throat spasming and choking around the cock invading it were just as musical to me as they were to the person whom I was servicing. Call me self-obsessed, but I can't help enjoying myself, while enjoying myself, my eyes locked on the mirror that I had set up originally to look myself over as I dressed, now showed me the image of myself, servicing Rui with aplomb and abandon.

Rui, as was only befitting, wore a pair of my bedclothes, a red pair of panties pulled down to reveal his little prick for me to suck, and a short, sheer top, tied at his neck, decorated with designs of flowers embroidered into the fabric. He was beautiful, and his beauty was even further enhanced by proper choice in garments.

In fact, I'd go as far as to say he is above and beyond any common wench that thought themselves good looking, truly prettier and a greater example of traditional feminine beauty...

And I wasn't the only one that thought so.

Truth be told, I've not been idle. After finding Rui's hidden side, I couldn't be. There was simply so much more I could be doing. I was supposed to be resting, and I was going to make absolutely certain that I came back home with my batteries fully recharged and ready to get back into the swing of things! 

Especially considering I've actually not had any luck trying to dig up any sort of information on corruption from the merchants in the area. As it turns out, a refreshingly high number of people in the area are totally honest and legit - and consequently, unfortunately unaware of the actions of their plutocratic lords.

Simultaneously good to know, and-

A particularly harsh thrust from Rui broke me from my musings. "Aah, Noire, Noire, Noire!" he cried, repeating my name as if in a trance, hips thrusting powerfully. I'd given him leave to fuck my throat as he wished, though his small penis hadn't caused me much if any discomfort as he did, it was actually rather lovely, and every noise, every needy little groan, every lustful moan, every exclamation of his desperation and urges directed at me-

Was it any wonder that I felt a spreading warmth like his orgasm was my own, when his girly voice cried out, calling my name once more, "P-Princeesss- Princess- Noire, I'm cumming!"

This dick milk poured directly from his balls, caught in my panties, and into my stomach, his little swimmers desperate to find their way, alas they were heading to a dead end, I thought amusedly. He humped my face, and my tongue lashed and flicked his sensitive glans, as he finished his last few spurts.

He moaned, collapsing, though I held him as he trembled, through the last throes of his orgasm.

"Did you enjoy that Rui?" I asked, licking my lips. How odd could it be, that these days, I found myself rather enjoying the taste of cock on my lips? How far along had I come, when I had initially simply sought to use my body like an asset, to expand and solidify my power and my ability to help my country?

"Ye, yeaah," he said, his tone a bit strained.

I helped him along so he could lay on my bed, the master bedroom having a large canopy bed that was more than sufficient given how both of us could be described as vertically challenged. 

However... we weren't quite done, not just yet.

"Rui," I began, feeling a bit odd about what I was about to say, but... I truly, really, wanted to see it. I wanted to see Rui, my precious little bitch boi of a cousin, being as beautiful as he could be, truly coming into his own as a slut. I wanted to see the true heights of his beauty, the peak of his appeal, brought out to the surface...

And I didn't have the right equipment for it. He'd taken me up on my offer every day - and every day, I had given him my freshly worn panties for him to fap for me in. Every day, we had fun, and even when we walked around town, there was a hint of excitement, for he wore my panties underneath.

And I had wanted to go even further beyond. Unfortunately, I had not been able to convince him to go out to the beach, and play in the water with me... wearing a properly cute swimsuit, of course.

But that wasn't the only way I had to try to further beyond with my cute little cousin.

"N-Noire," he spoke, breathily. "Uhm, how, how can, I," he still hadn't quite brought his breath back under his control yet, but that was only cute. "You, I want, I want to do you too," he said, finally.

I giggled. "I'm all warm and wet and ready just from watching you, but if you really want to make it up to me," I explained. 

"Y-Yeah," he agreed. "How do I do?"

I smiled, laying down on the bed beside him, resting my elbows on the bed, and my head on my hands, lifting myself just enough to make sure my breasts, naked as the day I was born, dangled for him to see. "I want to see you taking it up your butt," I said.

His eyes went as wide as saucers. He opened his mouth, but no words came out for a few seconds, then he turned his head. "I'm, I'm not so sure about that," he said, face as red as a tomato.

"Aww," I frowned, "but Ruuiiii," I begged. "You're so beautiful and cute and pretty, it's a waste for you to never even try being with a man!"

"W-Who said anything about being with a man!" Rui complained. "I- I'm not interested in men!"

I rolled my eyes. "Rui, baby, I didn't bring this up out of nowhere you know!" I interrupted. This wasn't even a lie - I could keep tabs on Rui and what he was doing even if he didn't know, because of how thoroughly and completely he'd given himself to me, even moreso than most others. "I've seen you looking out your window, captivated when Jarrod takes off his shirt!"

Jarrod, the gardener, was a very interesting specimen of man. Not quite the chiseled, perfect physique of a warrior with a skill enhancing their muscular growth, but his own body was still the product of hard work and a life under the sun - tanned, firm, and oh so very delectable.

"B-But, but, my mother, mom will get mad," he said. 

The fact that he didn't even bring up his father said as much as I ever needed to know about that relationship, I suppose.

"Aunt Plescia never has to know," I said, "I'm sure Jarrod can keep a secret."

"Princess, I- I'm a boy," he said, running his hands down his front, and grabbing onto the half erect, mostly flaccid, penis caught in my slightly stained panties. "As- as much as I might not look like one, I mean-"

"You are cute, and cute is all that matters," I interrupted. "And if he doesn't understand that then he wasn't worthy of your beauty to begin with!"

Not that it would matter. Jarrod was not the only servant I'd caught staring at the 'young master' when I made him wear tight clothes around the house. His firm, tight and well shaped boy butt drew nearly as many looks as mine.

"B-But, but, my ass, it's dirty..." he tried, one final objection.

I laughed. Were butts supposed to be dirty? Some part of me, deep within, niggled at me and told me it should be disgusting, that they should be dirty, but it just... it just was never that complicated. Had it been? Oh, who cared- I wasn't about to worry if I didn't have to.

And I didn't, I thought as I licked my lips, turning Rui around, my hand landing on his asscheek and squeezing it. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, I might well have said it a million times, it didn't make it any less true, Rui truly was beautiful!

"O-Okay, if, if that's what you want," he said, "I- I'm willing to try."

"Only if it's what you want, too," which it totally was - Rui could not hide much from me, and the building excitement as his little prick began to stir at the thought of Jarrod getting a little up close and personal with him was plain to see. He was twitching in my panties.

I kissed him, heavily, slipping my tongue into his mouth and dominating him thoroughly, he surrendered, submitting instantly, not even thinking of contending with me, instead just allowing me to have my way, as he usually did, pliable and soft and welcoming of my lust and desire.

Separating for a moment, I came back to peck his lips, again and again, kissing his cheeks, and finally rolling off of him.

I smiled. We still had minutes, he had cum earlier than I expected, and agreed to what I wanted him to long before I expected him to. Truth be told, I'd thought I'd have to convince him to indulge, but it seemed like in the end, we truly were more similar than I thought.

I laid on my back, and opened my hands, spreading them wide, inviting him to come hug me, and when I did, he followed my tacit indication, laying on top of me, sticking his raging stiffie between my naked thighs, humping my body as he began to suck and lick at my nipples, each of my breasts way too much for a hand or his mouth, but seeing him try was turning me on fantastically.

I let him indulge in my body for minutes - and finally, the time came. As I had ordered...

Jarrod the Gardener entered through the door to my room. I had told him to come naked, of course - there would be no time to waste. He had expected to come in to find the princess of the kingdom, waiting to receive his favor - as the lady of the House frequently did, I learned - and that was, in some ways, what he found.

"Ja-Ja-Jarrod?!" Rui's panicked voice piped up in a high pitched little yelp.

My hands landed on his ass, massaging and playing with it, spreading his cheeks, then letting them come back, and spanking the globes of meat. "Come here, good sir, and take that ass that's been taunting you for so long."

"P-Princess, I'm not gay," the gardener protested.

I licked my lips, hooking my finger on the back of the panties covering my beloved little cousin's butthole, and exposing it to the air. Jarrod's erection throbbed. "Come on sweetie, beg for it, beg to receive cock like a proper slut," I demanded, kissing Rui to remind him that I was here with him.

Rui, a bit trembly and clearly choosing bravery in the face of fear, turned around, and finally broke through the barrier that didn't allow him to truly be himself, be the person he wanted to be... be the slut that his heart desired to be. 

"P-Please, c-come, come and, f-fuck, my, fuckmyass!" he finally shouted, desperately getting it all out at once.

I giggled. "So there you have it, are you gonna refuse your future lord?" I asked.

The gardener was presented with an offer that he couldn't, did not want to, refuse. Drooling and with his sanity and reason quickly fading from the sight of the most beautiful ass this side of mine, he closed the door behind himself and almost stalked towards us, like a beast, like a beast of prey that was approaching a defenseless, captive deer.

His hands, big, calloused, strong and rough, came to rest on Rui's hips, and as he gulped, I hooked my fingers on the waistband of the panties Rui wore, and I began slowly, tantalizingly, pulling them down.

Jarrod gulped. Rui closed his eyes and blushed.

It was time. It was time for Rui to give back to the people who'd been working hard to make his stay in this villa better and more comfortable. To repay hard work with a proper reward...

Oh, who am I kidding?

He's going to enjoy himself, perhaps even more than Jarrod, I'm jealous, and I don't know which of them I'm more jealous off, as Jarrod rested the dark, almost purple, red head of his prick, stiff and hard as a rock, against Rui's ready and eager asshole.

For the first time, it would take something bigger than Rui's fingers, or even mine, as Jarrod began pushing his tool into the noble butthole before him, and for all that he'd been reluctant, Rui took it like an absolute champ.

I kissed his cheeks, and held him in place, as he gasped, moaned and shook, though despite the initial discomfort, it seemed that he truly had a slut's hole, because Jarrod seemed to find himself in Elysium, his face looking like he'd seen the face of the goddess of beauty herself.

Trembling, the gardener found himself pushing deeper, and soon, I noticed the two male bodies on top of me had fully come together, and the tanned skin of the gardener was pressed against the fair, almost pale, skin that Rui boasted.

Rui's cock spewed all of its juice over my thighs and crotch, and I enjoyed the feeling of warmth that came from it. 

"That's iit, that's it, fuck that pretty white ass," I said, "give him all you've got, for every erection he gave you, for every time you took care of yourself at night thinking about his rump, for every time that you wanted to see him on his knees before you, take it all out," I cooed, my arms wrapped around Rui and pressing him hard against my chest.

His eyes focused on mine, and despite everything else, I saw little but satisfaction and, dare I say, gratitude. I was doing nothing, but being an enabler for a deep and firmly held desire of his. Rui was afraid of being perceived as gay, afraid of being seen as not being masculine enough... 

Of course - he didn't even realize the concept of bisexuality existed. He did not know, he could enjoy both, as I did. But now he did. And as he enjoyed my breasts, my thighs, and even the lips of my pussy, he also enjoyed the muscles of a man pressed against his body, a stiff, hard cock plundering his backside...

He lost himself in pleasure, and I felt a bone deep, absolute satisfaction, even happiness, as I allowed one of my people to indulge in a deep held fantasy. The affirming of his loyalty meant nothing to me, but his happiness meant everything.

I might not have come here with this intention, but truly, a princess should never stop seeking ways to make her subjects happier, whether they be common or noble.

...

Also I have to say watching this beautiful image of unrestrained lust is getting me quite turned on... ahh, what a mess, now I want some of that thick gardener dick too! When did I become such a slut, myself!?