Ch.451My Own Bitch

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Mother Tsar firmly held her head to keep it from escaping her pussy.

In this moment, she was the mistress of a whore, and Mother Tsar was nothing but a whore.

Whoooosh!

“Haa. Haaaa. Happy, aren’t you?”

After releasing for quite some time, Maria wore a satisfied smile on her lips.

And Mother Tsar, freed from Maria’s pussy—no, the whore Anachang—was also smiling seductively with her face covered in Maria’s fluids.

‘Haa. Haa. This is the best.’

As they approached the climax, Anastasia couldn’t help but marvel.

Truly, she had become a body that couldn’t do without Maria.

More precisely, she had become a body that could only climax because of the fantasies Maria evoked.

* * *

The Kremlin Palace, where the Russian Federation—a bizarre spin-off claiming to be the successor of the Eastern Roman Empire after the Byzantine Empire fell to the Ottoman Turks—and the Eastern Roman Emperor Anastasia resided.

Today, too, sighs never ceased in the Kremlin Palace.

“Hmm, how did I end up with such a dilemma?”

Anastasia had fallen into a tremendous worry recently.

That is to say, from that day, she seriously thought their master-servant relationship had reversed, and when they were alone, she expected to be thoroughly ravished in bed. But contrary to her expectations, it seemed that was just a one-time thing, part of their play.

“Hmm, I don’t know whether I should like it or not.”

Even now, Anastasia, whose body had completely become lustful, honestly wouldn’t mind being treated that way by Maria for real. Of course, if it got too severe, she would have to correct it, but she had already become deeply immersed in such play.

As she always said, as long as it wasn’t discovered by outsiders and recorded in history books, what was the problem?

If Maria disliked it, there was nothing she could do, but she felt somewhat disappointed that she seemed to have made a slave declaration, a whore declaration, all by herself. A feeling of being serious alone?

She decided to think positively about it. After all, wasn’t the dignity of the Tsar at stake?

She needed to think a bit more coolly.

This was an unavoidable reality. Was it even reasonable to genuinely submit to someone like that in the first place? That didn’t seem right.

At this rate, it was as if she had truly been corrupted by Maria.

But still, at least in bed, wouldn’t it be fine?

After finishing, Maria stroked the head of her Mother Tsar. Like patting a child who had done a good job, or a child who had brought home good test scores.

Above all, it was the first time Anastasia had her head stroked like that.

She hadn’t felt it when she was a man, but having her head stroked was quite a pleasant feeling.

Come to think of it, there was something about that.

Women supposedly have erogenous zones around their heads, so they enjoy having their heads stroked.

Whether that was true or not, she couldn’t say, but at least from Anastasia’s perspective, it seemed somewhat similar.

They say late-blooming sexual desire is dangerous. Psychologically and mentally, she was approaching 40. In the age of the Apocalypse and through the Civil War until now, it would be no exaggeration to say she had hardly ever properly satisfied her sexual desires.

In other words, even now, Anastasia felt a certain emptiness in her holes.

There should be a pleasure in fantasizing after filling that lonely hole, but there wasn’t any, so to speak.

Actually, today various prototypes were supposed to come out. So she had been waiting.

As she waited, Maria finally brought something.

Anastasia’s numerous adult products on display. Female ones at that.

First, there were various anal plugs.

“What are these?”

“These are prepared in different sizes for the purpose of expanding the anus.”

That’s right. They were anal plugs prepared in different sizes.

Wouldn’t using these prevent it from closing properly? If it gets too wide, wouldn’t her body become one that needs something big?

“Crazy, they really made these.”

She had already tried inserting something of quite a substantial size from the beginning.

For now, gradually widening with that seemed to be the task. Anastasia pondered for a moment.

‘Don’t we need gel?’

Let’s think about the play from a few days ago. Although she had gotten somewhat used to it, there was no gel or anything, so that large thing was inserted directly. Naturally, for an ordinary woman, it might have torn the anus.

“Let’s insert it right now.”

“No, there are a few issues. First, even if I insert it, I should do it alone. Suddenly inserting it in front of someone is a bit…”

Even in front of Maria, it felt awkward.

No matter how close they were, how ridiculous would it be for a national leader to insert a dildo-like object into her back hole in front of someone? But even that, when she imagined it, became a spice of pleasure arising from the sense of blasphemy.

And Maria’s expression changed as well.

Just like before, her face was not looking at the Tsar but treating her as an inferior, a whore.

“Isn’t Your Majesty my whore?”

So, what Anastasia was saying was that she needed lubricant at the very least.

But, wasn’t there nothing like gel?—she thought, but somehow she noticed vaseline at the end.

It seemed a bit different from the vaseline in the distant future, but it was clearly labeled as vaseline.

Why would vaseline be needed suddenly? Perhaps it was for when she got hurt? Was vaseline applied for this?

“Is this vaseline?”

“Yes. After testing, this vaseline proved to be perfect as a lubricant.”

Ah, in this era without silicone gel, was she suggesting to use this?

Apply vaseline to the anal plug? Or apply it to the anus beforehand? Well, either way, it probably didn’t matter.

“You want me to use this?”

“There’s a limit to using just saliva or vaginal fluids.”

“That’s true, but hmm. Still, vaseline…”

Well, maybe it doesn’t matter. Anyway, Anastasia’s body is immortal, and as long as the tanghulu doesn’t disappear, there won’t be any health issues.

“It’s not bad though. The lubrication lasts long, and it’s less irritating to the skin. So, you whore pretending to be Tsar, hurry up and fill all your holes.”

Indeed, Maria knew Anastasia too well.

Seeing Maria acting so coldly, Anastasia wanted to serve her again.

‘This is really because the original owner’s body is lustful.’

Frankly speaking, does it make sense for a person to be developed and surrender to pleasure in just a few days? From the beginning, Anastasia’s body was just that kind of body.

Anastasia masturbated in that way.

But Maria wouldn’t allow cunnilingus. To be allowed to serve, she would have to follow Maria’s words well.

“Alright. I’ll insert it.”

She lay down on the sofa and gently applied vaseline to her anus.

Hopefully, this will serve as a lubricant. Doing this in front of Maria, Anastasia was embarrass—no, she got excited again by Maria’s gaze that looked at her as something worthless, contemptible.

So she tried inserting something slightly larger than what she had inserted before.

From the beginning, hadn’t she pushed in something of almost medium size rather than a small one?

Getting used to it is most important. Actually, anal wasn’t really her preference, but if her mistress Maria told her to do it, she had to follow.

Yes. To be clear, this is the fault of the original owner, not the current Anastasia.

Whispering that to herself, she finally looked at something one size larger than before.

And carefully inserted it into that place.

Squelch

Yes. This pressure filling the inside. This is a bit… There’s a burden, but it was going in well enough.

“Haa. Haa. Finally got it all in.”

“How impressive. To insert something so thick.”

Maria stroked Anastasia’s hair, brushing it back.

Honestly, Maria was half-doubtful. Whether Mother Tsar would really follow her orders. It seemed that Mother Tsar truly wanted to be tamed.

‘Well, Mother Tsar has only me.’

In fact, perhaps Mother Tsar was too lonely.

Without even parents, she might have been waiting for days to be treated like this.

Of course, no matter what, Mother Tsar is an absolute being. She was doing this to satisfy Mother Tsar’s sexual desires.

Mother Tsar was personally using adult products for women first to test if they were truly harmless to the body.

Actually, isn’t this disrespectful too? She thought that for a moment.

Seeing Mother Tsar smiling seductively, she wanted to torment her again like before.

Indeed, perhaps she was truly the queen’s type, and Mother Tsar enjoyed being in a position to be tormented.

“What are these?”

“These are things I prepared because you said you wanted to use various things.”

“There seem to be a lot of monstrous things.”

There are some terrifying things that are different from male genitalia.

They look obviously monstrous, like one with a very pointed glans with veins, or one that’s roundish but thick.

Anastasia couldn’t help but marvel.

“For the heating function, we’ll have to use the method of soaking in slightly hot water to warm it, but we could make various shapes.”

“These are really diverse in shape.”

Something different from a man’s, very long. Thick too.

Really diverse, with appearances she had never seen before.

“This is from a dog and this is from a horse. Since Your Majesty secretly desired it. I thought about preparing the real thing, but it didn’t seem right to put animal fluids in Your Majesty’s womb.”

“Hmm, you seem to be treating me too casually.”

In other words, if I push a little more, you’d even prepare Belka for me, right?

That’s not it. Just having that shape is enough.

I’m certainly curious if those unique shapes will stimulate the pleasurable spots.

“But isn’t Your Majesty’s body a high-quality one that gets excited even by these things?”

“That’s true, but hmm. More than that, where did you see these to make them?”

I don’t know about the others, but these things. Animal members are really the worst, aren’t they?

“This is Belka’s, and this is made from selecting the largest ones among the Cossack Guard’s horses.”

Belka has grown quite dignified.

No wonder he’s popular among female dogs. I see.

“So this is Belka’s. No wonder female dogs can’t let go of Belka when they see him.”

Since she only played with Belka on the surface, she hadn’t seen how his body was shaped, but to prepare even this. In Anastasia’s view, Maria was truly a capable secretary.

Of course, at night, she would only be Anastasia’s mistress. Anyway, although she had thought she would like it to be made, this wasn’t it.

“Your Majesty is also a bitch, you know.”

A bitch, hearing that, it wasn’t wrong either.

Anastasia was already imprinting herself as a bitch.

Of course, as mentioned several times, this body was originally made that way. Anyway, unless she was such a bitch, this body wouldn’t make sense.

“For now, since these animal-like ones are a bit hardcore, I’ll use them later when I’m really interested. I don’t particularly want to use them now.”

Even the ones she’s using now are incredible, so animal ones are even more out of the question.

“Yes. Is the insertion feeling not bad?”

“The vaseline application is a bit concerning, but it seems okay.”

She slightly turned the handle of the anal plug to mix the lubricant inside well.

This way, she can keep it inserted.

“Anyway, Your Majesty is more feminine than anyone. Your Majesty’s feedback leads to the success of future business.”

Aren’t adult tools recognized by the female Tsar suitable for selling?

Both Maria and Anastasia thought so.

Of course, Anastasia was simply enjoying herself with such excuses.

“Ah, that’s right. By the way.”

Around this time, Maria had something new she was planning.

She had already aged quite a bit herself. Although her appearance was still youthful, it was time to bring her daughter here. And also tell her daughter about Mother female Tsar, and how about mother and daughter together satisfying Mother Tsar’s desires?

‘By then, Your Majesty might not be interested because of old age.’

Although her face still looked like she was in her 20s, she wasn’t that young even now. It can’t be helped.

Indeed, only she and her children, her descendants, can serve Mother Tsar.

If she showed such a lustful Mother Tsar to anyone else, the Tsar’s reputation would surely be shaken.

And she wanted only Maria, not anyone else, to exclusively possess such a body. Then, shouldn’t she prepare for her successor in advance?

In fact, she had some dark intentions.

She would monopolize Mother Tsar. But unlike Mother Tsar, she would age. In this case, she would treat her daughter as another self to manage Mother Tsar.

Making Mother Tsar solely the lustful bitch of the Maria clan.

‘Mother Tsar is only my bitch.’