~Intermission~ A milf’s story.

Ah yes, story time readers.

A woman who can be called one of the most desirable milfs in the Indra Kingdom.

She'd taken a thousand cocks, and sucked a thousand.

Her pussy was a sheathe for every man's sword.

Her anus, a hole to which one might focus their physical efforts into.

She is...

The Duchess of the Worcester County.

Worcester County, situated in the plain grass fields, was known for its matriarchal system of ruling.

The county was governed by Duchess Isobel Margaret, who came from a long line of influential women leaders.

The county itself was known for its flourishing agricultural industry, vibrant cultural festivals, and a strong sense of community.

With its vast grass fields, it ranked as the eighth largest duchy in the world, contributing significantly to the overall prosperity and stability of the Indra Kingdom.

At the very top of the family tree was the esteemed Duchess Victoria I, who established the matriarchal system in Worcester County centuries ago.

Duchess Victoria I had two daughters: Eleanor and Amelia.

Eleanor succeeded her mother as the second duchess, while Amelia married into a noble family from a neighboring county.

Eleanor, the second Duchess of Worcester, had three children: Isabella, Elizabeth, and Caroline.

Isabella eventually ascended the throne as the third duchess, and Elizabeth followed her mother's footsteps, becoming a prominent military strategist.

Isabella, the third Duchess of Worcester, bore one daughter, Margaret.

Margaret married into the prestigious House of Carthmore, becoming Duchess Margaret Carthmore.

Duchess Margaret Carthmore and her husband had two children: Isobel and Frederick.

Isobel is the current duchess, ruling over Worcester County, while Frederick holds no political position of significance due to his perceived incompetence.

Duchess Isobel Margaret's husband, Lord Algernon, is often described as a cowardly and indecisive man.

But in truth, he's a cuck, beta trash - and that's okay.

Due to his lack of capabilities, he has no official role within the county and has largely withdrawn from public life.

Duchess Isobel Margaret and Lord Algernon have three children: Helena, Victoria, and Edward.

A woman once respected as the wisest and most capable in politics (and yes, in bed).

But soon, things changed... When she suffered "Hypersexual Disorder".

This woman became absolutely scandalous, but in the most fascinating way possible.

Picture this: she would attend these fancy balls with her poor, clueless husband, Algernon, and within minutes, she had all these powerful men wrapped around her finger.

And get this, it wasn't just a one-time thing.

No, no this was a daily occurrence.

Her audacity was practically criminal, but you have to admire her dedication.

Now, let's talk about her husband.

Bless his heart, he was completely outmatched.

Poor guy couldn't satisfy her in the bedroom department.

I mean, we're talking about a man who was a 4 incher when he was pitching a tent.

Initially, size didn't matter to her, but suddenly, she developed a taste for those impressive ten-inchers that could really, uh, please her.

Can you believe it? Yes.

She didn't want the minor stuff, she wanted the minotaur stuff.

But who was anyone to judge?

The Duchess knew what she wanted, and she went after it with gusto.

She was on a whole other level when it comes to her love life.

Soon, it got worse...

She was out here bringing home not one, not two, but FIVE men!

And the hungrier for cock she got, the more of a cuck Algernon looked like.

Although he did finally get a job.

Her husband's job was to make sure the men she brought home measured up, if you catch my drift.

We're talking a minimum of 8 inches.

Isobel knew what she wanted, and she wasn't not settling for anything less.

But wait, it gets even crazier.

Isobel was all about that multitasking life.

She was taking on three men at once! Could you even imagine the chaos? These guys were coming at her from all angles.

It was like a wild rodeo in there.

And in her pussy, it was a parade. She was a pro at it.

Isobel could suck cock like it was her lifeline, and she took dick like it was for charity.

Now, here's the kicker.

While Isobel was having the time of her life, her husband was just chilling by the door. Why, you ask? Well, he's gotta be close enough to hear those crazy moans that Isobel lets out. These moans were loud enough to fracture space.

And just when you think it's over, the next round of men were ready to come in and join the party.

After several sexcapades she hit the pinnacle.

Why not? She had been with almost every nobleman in her province who measured up to a solid 8 inches or more. And of course, every now and then, she'd even settle for a 7-incher.

And soon she gained two new titles.

The Cleopatra of Cock Wrangling.

The Duchess of Whorecester.

She didn't care about these titles of course. Be it to smite her.

Only her husband could understand what she was going through, having to get fucked everyday or she'd lose her mind.

It was tragic...

She decided to shake things up and introduce something called a "Sex Festival."

Spoilers, it was quite the spectacle.

Now, picture this: minotaurs, centaurs, ogres, trolls - you name it, they were all there. And guess what? They had the biggest cocks around.

Isobel knew what she was doing, she was wise after all.

She created a setting where men from every race, regardless of their size down there, would come to have a go at her.

The rules of this wild Sex Festival was as simple as can be.

You want to get down and dirty with the duchess? No problem. All you had to do was cough up 1 silver coin. That was it. And If you manage to satisfy her, you'd be rolling in the dough with 5 gold coin in your pocket.

But the rules would change during the second time you'd have sex with her.

The next time you wanted to have a go, you'd have to pay up 2 silver coins.

But hey, if you're a stud and you keep satisfying her, you'll keep earning that gold coin. It's like a never-ending jackpot.

However, the gold coin would depreciate from 5 gold coin to 1 gold coin.

Also, if you couldn't quite hit the mark and leave her wanting more, well, tough luck. You could try again, but you'd have to pay up again.

This scheme was pure genius.

A complete win-win situation for everyone involved, as long as you weren't not a total bitch in bed.

Jack naturally went for this Sex Festival seeing as it was already a big deal.

And after satisfying the Duchess more than once, he'd made enough to support himself for more than a year.

Given his generous self, he decided to introduce Mastur to this tournament.

He was to fuck this duchess that had claimed the dicks of many.