Ch.445Maria’s Gift

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“I’ll prepare a special gift for Your Majesty.”

“I have no idea what kind of gift you mean.”

What kind of gift could it be? Honestly, I’m extremely suspicious.

“Since Your Majesty is prone to squirting with penetrative pleasure, I’ve prepared plenty of underwear so you can enjoy yourself even while working.”

If it was an underwear gift, Anastasia felt deeply humiliated, like she’d been reduced to a child drawing maps on bedsheets.

However, what Maria had prepared was something more unusual than expected.

It was a replica of a male sexual organ, an explicit model of a male penis.

I have no idea what material it’s made of, but why did they unnecessarily include even the veins?

Surprisingly though, I felt a desire to insert it into my genitals.

Well, isn’t it normal for men to want to penetrate when they see a hole?

It’s the same even after becoming a woman. It’s natural to want to put something in a hole.

“It would be nice if it had heating and vibration functions.”

“Pardon?”

“Nothing.”

It seems to be made of rubber, but they’ve done quite a job making it.

Perhaps Maria’s dream is to open an adult toy store.

The quality is remarkably high. Honestly, it looks about three times larger than my own when I was aroused as a man.

I suppose bigger is better than smaller after all.

They say smaller ones provide sensation too, but you need size for satisfaction.

Maria’s fingers were certainly long and provided plenty of pleasure, but now I wanted to try inserting something massive.

“Well, I’m not sure if I should accept this as a gift.”

No matter what, I still have the dignity and face of a Tsar to maintain. Should I really accept something like this?

No, honestly, I wanted it.

Anastasia had already experienced and enjoyed female pleasure. Especially when fingers were inserted, stimulating both the G-spot and clitoris simultaneously—that was truly heavenly.

Even court ladies in the Joseon Dynasty used dildos when their desires built up, so shouldn’t I do at least this much?

It’s not like anyone would find out anyway, right?

Frankly speaking, everyone probably enjoys this sort of thing. Is there a rule saying a Tsar shouldn’t?

It’s simply a woman’s instinct.

From the beginning, with a body that feels this good, wouldn’t it be a waste not to use it?

While having sex directly with a man would be difficult, I want to try inserting something and feeling pleasure.

After tasting that, wouldn’t anyone want to try putting something in their hole? I’m not wrong for feeling this way.

When a man’s mind awakens to female pleasure, this is inevitable.

“But you’ll like having it, won’t you?”

She says I’ll like having it. But what kind of servant gives their master a dildo as a gift?

Anastasia felt, just for a moment, a very brief moment, a sense of shame.

“What do you mean I’ll like it?”

Though I pretended otherwise, honestly, I’m curious.

Curiosity is bubbling up inside me.

To be fair, what I did with fingers felt so good.

Of course, they weren’t my fingers, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself with Maria’s fingers.

Still, it’s a bit embarrassing. Isn’t it inappropriate for someone of the Tsar’s stature to be consumed by sexual desire?

Bluntly speaking, even if I overdo it, being immortal means my bones won’t decay, but still, there’s a matter of propriety.

If I do it too much, Maria might record it for posterity.

“Our mother Tsarina was so sacred below that she masturbated at every opportunity,” she might say.

I don’t really plan to do it at every opportunity, but since I’ve already learned how, I wanted some time for self-improvement. In the end, I pretended reluctance while accepting it.

“Enjoy your good time whenever you wish.”

Maria said these puzzling words before withdrawing from the office.

Enjoy my good time whenever I wish? It’s as if she’s openly telling me to spend time masturbating.

That massive male appendage standing prominently on the desk.

Though it’s just a model, I can’t help glancing at it repeatedly.

Anastasia thought back to her time in Korea.

In adult videos, there were stories where an office lady suddenly became aroused during work, grabbed a dildo from her desk, and vigorously penetrated herself while dripping wet.

Back then, I was just a viewer. I never imagined I would become a woman and actually insert a dildo into my genitals. *Gulp*

No matter how I look at it, this is quite… intriguing.

Should I say I want to fill my hole with it quickly?

As a man, I would have thought, “What would I do with a dildo?” But as a biological female with internal reproductive organs…

Honestly, don’t I want to fill my insides?

It’s just a rubber object, but the veins are bulging, and the male organ is so explicit.

Especially that glans part looks like it would scratch nicely against the good spots on the vaginal wall.

When did I start having such vulgar thoughts? Anastasia shook her head, surprised at herself.

“If I were a man, I wouldn’t even imagine or think about this.”

As a man, I wouldn’t have dared to try it. I wouldn’t have even thought about it.

Honestly, when I was a man, I thought dildos were somewhat grotesque.

Personally, I didn’t think highly of onaholes either. They were troublesome to maintain, and I’d rather just masturbate than use an onahole.

How would a dildo look to such a man?

I used to think, “Women really masturbate with such grotesque objects?”

“No, I didn’t need to insert anything back then, so that was my perspective.”

I glance at that grotesque object again.

It’s not like I’m going to put it in my behind. Anyway, as a biological female with female genitalia, it’s unavoidable. At least masturbation helps me become somewhat aware of myself as a woman.

Once curiosity strikes, what can I do?

Even from a male mindset, when you see a hole, you want to put something in it!

But inserting it as is might cause various problems.

“Isn’t there something like gel? Using soap doesn’t seem right.”

As a woman, I can’t help but be concerned.

As far as Anastasia knows, the vagina is naturally a space where the male organ moves back and forth, and it’s the path through which a fully-developed baby emerges from the womb.

In that process, there are pleasurable parts inside the vagina. Anyway.

What should I apply to make insertion easier? “Should I use saliva?”

Saliva is probably the best option, or maybe I should get aroused enough to naturally lubricate inside.

If the inside flows with love juices, it should be fine. Is this really right?

No. Do I need to spend so much time getting aroused to wet the inside?

Honestly, is there a need to insert it right now?

Even while thinking this, Anastasia unconsciously considered something interesting.

In adult videos, scenes where women proudly service men’s genitals.

I am yours. I am a female submitting to serve you. I will give you a sense of conquest. As if expressing this, the act of fellatio, sucking a man’s penis.

Submitting to a man’s cock. Men put their cocks in women’s mouths and ejaculate, fulfilling their sense of conquest.

I had never been so aroused by the act of a woman sucking a cock.

Suddenly wanting to try it, Anastasia positioned a mirror to reflect herself, attached the dildo to the wall, and sucked it.

‘I’m not sure what I’m doing.’

Still, it was natural that this act was quite exciting.

Wearing a shirt with visibly wet panties highlighting the genital area. Sucking vigorously on the wall-mounted dildo as if it were a real man’s cock, servicing it.

The massive glans enters my mouth first, and I push my head forward until it reaches my throat, then pull it all the way out, repeating this several times.

I suck the glans very obscenely while looking upward.

Imagining a rugged man on the wall. As if saying, “I am a female conquered by this man.” With eyes of reverence and seduction, I look up with alluring, sexy female eyes.

The man, aroused by Anastasia’s expression, makes his member even harder in her throat.

Then he grabs her head and moves it back and forth roughly.

Anastasia, like a dominated female, swallows the cock, the genitals, regardless of how she’s treated.

The method of servicing a man’s genitals was simple.

Never show teeth and stroke the genitals softly.

At this point, Anastasia unconsciously felt her lower abdomen throbbing again.

Somehow, her left hand was busily holding the cock while her right hand was fiddling with her genitals.

Naturally, she played with her hands, touching her clitoris.

Has this already become familiar!

Anastasia once again felt like she was experiencing new days.

Once that limit was released, her body did all sorts of things. Her body acted according to female instincts.

Like a once-pure woman who, after a single experience, falls into depravity, crossing that line and craving pleasure.

‘It’s coming out quite a lot.’

Her panties were soaked through, and the fabric couldn’t contain all the fluid, which eventually dripped to the floor, creating a puddle.

It was serious. Who would have thought that sexual desire awakened at this age would shine so brightly?

Now that it’s thoroughly wet, it should be fine, or so I think.

Looking at what I was sucking just a moment ago, it glistened with Anastasia’s saliva.

Now I’m supposed to insert this into my vagina and move it back and forth?

Anastasia slightly spread her legs, positioned herself, and slowly aligned the dildo with her female opening.

No matter what, this is my first attempt.

This challenge started purely out of curiosity about how it would feel.

I was thinking of slowly inserting it into that hole that was pulsating with heat.

-“Your Majesty, the Chief of Staff and the Naval Minister are here to report on budget matters.”

“Eek?” *SHOVE*

Startled by Maria’s voice, I unconsciously thrust it in.

An intense pressure from my lower abdomen, from my genitals.

The sensation of flesh being penetrated, of something forcibly opening my hole and entering—Anastasia had no time to pull it out before opening the window and changing clothes.

I couldn’t let the scent of the Tsar’s heat linger, so I at least dusted off the smell with an overcoat.

Then I quickly sat down in the chair, but…

As I sat down, the dildo was stimulated and penetrated deeper into my vagina.

If I had done it slowly, it might have been fine, but inserting it all at once felt like getting an injection.

And the chair didn’t help. Being in pants meant the dildo had no natural way to slip out.

But if I didn’t sit down now, Drozdovsky and Kolchak would definitely see their mother Tsarina half-undressed and collapsed.

I had no choice but to endure as much as possible.

Maria told me to enjoy my time, but was this the ambush she had prepared?

With a forced expression of endurance, I let Drozdovsky and Kolchak in.

“We’re thinking of reducing the submarine budget this time.”

“S-submarines?”

“Yes, we’ve produced too many unnecessarily, and we have so many extras that we should consider selling them to colonies that will become independent later.”

Is that so? Yes, I see.

Come to think of it, submarines are thick, which is somewhat…

Doesn’t their shape oddly resemble a dildo? No, that’s not right. How could I think of submarines like this? Anastasia briefly changed her train of thought.

Now I’m even seeing submarines as dildos. This was going too far.

“We’re also considering launching nuclear weapons from submarines in future plans.”

“Oh, that wouldn’t be bad. Shooting thick, long torpedoes straight out.”

Perhaps because the dildo was inserted, every word sounded strangely erotic, which was maddening.

“There’s no rule saying nuclear weapons must only be dropped from aircraft. Making them into missiles to launch with the press of a button or from submarines wouldn’t be bad.”

Already in my mind, it feels like a nuclear explosion of pleasure is about to surge. Anastasia forced herself to respond.

“Yes, we’re developing it for the future.”

“Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell by any chance?”

If asked if I’m unwell, is it common courtesy to answer?

Honestly, I’m not sure if I should answer this, but anyway.

“Do I look that way? I’m fine.”

I’ve become somewhat accustomed to it now, so it’s fine.

The vaginal flesh is slowly getting used to the dildo that has entered deep inside.

It’s so big that I wonder if my vagina will permanently take the shape of the dildo once it recognizes its form.

As I got somewhat used to it, the glans part of the dildo reached quite deep.

It was even more exciting because I was having this conversation with White Army officials while having a dildo inserted.

Every time I twitched my buttocks, it stimulated my vaginal walls, bringing me to mild climaxes.

My lower body trembled intermittently, and it was difficult trying not to get caught.

“You seem cold.”

“I’m fine. More importantly, what did the Chief of Staff want to say?”

I hoped they would finish their business and leave quickly.