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I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

Amesaya · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
622 Chs

I'm not experienced, I'm a natural [R18]

[Mild BDSM themes]

"If you release, I'm adding two spanks," she breathed softly against his ear.

Octavian squirmed, whining needfully at the sudden loss of stimulation. "No... please...my lady..."

She trailed a single digit down from the top of his length down to the tip where she paused briefly to circle around his tip before continuing along its underside towards the base.

The action caused Octavian to cry out in protest. He arched his back, pressing himself forward instinctively against her touch, wanting to feel more.

His cock twitched visibly, pre-cum oozing out from its head and trickling down its shaft, forming a glistening trail along its length.

Isabelle couldn't help but smirk as she watched him react so strongly to her teasing. It gave her a rush seeing such a powerful man lose control over himself so readily.

"Tell me what you want," she commanded firmly.