Herald of Steel

As Mikaya slowly worked out how the novel thing that Alexander called the wall butt would work, Alexander was busy wagging his forked tongue.

"So, my lady just imagine. A cock you will likely never know enters a hole in the wall and directly into your warm, waiting mouth to enjoy, while you get railed from behind by men you even don't know."

He then produced a crafty glint in his eyes as he continued, "They could be your grocers, fishmongers, potters, stableboys, and servants, people who would not even dare to look at you, and now, unknowingly could be nailing and getting sucked off by their mistress."

Alexander in a whisper then asked, "Tell me? What would they think if they knew that it was their mistress they were fucking? Will they look at the drooling slutty hole where they had discharged their semen with disdain? Will they regret the actions that they had done? Or perhaps, they're going to be thankful for the opportunity to be able to embrace you, or maybe even regret that they didn't manage to savor the taste carefully...?"

Mikaya had gone red at the thought and was slightly panting in excitement.

The things that Alexander had said made her heart beat in many ways that it had not beaten for years.

She thought that compared to Alexander's ideas, her grand plan seemed tame, with nothing she had not done before and with no other men she had not been with.

But this was different, completely different.

And she loved the sound of it.

Mikaya looked at Alexander with both quivering excitement and some fear, as she remembered the teaching of her religious scripture, 'It's said that at the gates of judgment, god will judge the sinners. And the sinners will try to excuse themselves by saying. 'We did nothing wrong, it was the devil that led us astray'. And then the devil will appear in front of them and pronounce, 'I held no power over you. I could have never forced you to commit any wrong. All I could do was call and tempt you. So, every sin you did, you committed out of your own free will. I will never benefit you and you will never benefit me'.'

And Alexander felt like that devil to Mikaya.

He held no sway over her and if she refused, he could do nothing to her.

But the tempting lure that Alexander had cast was too strong for her to resist.

Even if she knew accepting this proposal could push her to the abyss, she knew she had to try at least once.

Because just imagining having hundreds of thick, hard cocks use her for hours, drenching her two holes with not just cum but also likely the yellow fluid, while her sore throat drank liters of the stuff made her have butterflies in the stomach.


'Maybe those brutes will put the coins in my butt and then have their way with me,' Mikaya was already thinking up more extreme scenarios.

"I…I will do it once," Mikaya panted the reply, basically saying that Alexander would have just one chance to convince her.

'Success! Hahaha,' Alexander did a cartwheel inside his mind hearing this as he believed with the use of the shiva drug, Mikaya would never be able to say no once she tasted it.

But the one person, who was still sane- Nafia, saw the offer for what it was and tried for the last time to stop this very bad idea.

"What! Mistress..that's…master would…" Nafia seemed to have lost her ability to form coherent sentences as she just opened and closed her mouth in disbelief.

'This..this can't be happening. Master sent the mistress here to stop this an…and now ..now,' The loyal maid felt faint as she screamed inside her head in despair at her mistress's wrong decision.

"Sis, just shut up," It was who Tajia snapped, finding her older sister's nagging irritating, and then smirked, "You are the one who screams the loudest during sex, so stop trying to act all innocent."

Nafia went silent after this, both in shame and by the realization of the eventuality of it all while this new information made Alexander smirk along with the younger sister with the thought, 'It's like they say, the introverts are always the closet perverts.'

"But Nafia did raise a good point, what about my father? Or the Queen mother?" Mikaya asked with a small frown.

Her father's anger was no joke.

And if anyone was ever in doubt, one only needed to look at the fact that he had destroyed a king and his successor for enraging him.

And Alexander was also weary of this, but externally downplayed the risks.

"My lady, please leave your security to me." He smiled while pounding his chest to reassure the cautious girl.

And then delineated by raising his index finger, "First of all, no one really knows your face Zanzan, with Matrak being literally the two thousand kilometers away. And you really have no one here except the ten guards and the six women that accompanied you."

Then came his middle finger, "Secondly, no one will ever dare accuse you of being a prostitute. There are easier ways to kill oneself than that. At best they will remark about the spitting image of a famous whore in a famous brothel and demand for you will only increase."

After rose the ring finger, "Thirdly, you will be disguised. Particularly your characteristic silver hair will either be dyed black or you will wear a wig. And obviously, you will have makeup such as eyeliner and powder to change your facial color."

And then came up the pinky, "And lastly, before the client is selected, you will have a chance to look at him from behind a translucent curtain or using mirrors. So there will be no nasty surprises of meeting someone you know in your chambers.."

Alexander then finished by asking, "Would lady Mikaya like to add any suggestions of her own?"

"..." A small breeze of silence blew through the man and women as the latter three looked in awe at Alexander's methodicalness.

'I probably could have come up with the three too. But not so fast,' Mikaya said to herself, feeling a bit defeated at Alexander's speed and the multi-faceted considerations that he took so quickly.

While the fourth point really opened her eyes to give a tiny insight into what kind of a rigorousness individual Alexander was.

And this produced a bittersweet feeling in Mikaya who found herself bested by someone she considered to be basically below her but also glad that it was somehow who was of a similar mind to her.

It had to be said Mikaya was far from being just a pretty face and was quite a competent administrator, with her lands that were gifted to her by her father being very profitable and letting the pasha earn quite a bit of revenue from them, and so making her feel defeated was so mean feat.

'Oh. if I could use him as my assistant,' Mikaya lampooned that she could not hire Alexander to manage her lands, while she partied all day and night longed.

Maybe she would have even occasionally let him have a tiny nibble.

"*Sigh*, the pasha is very one of a kind," Mikaya frankly admitted her loss with a little shake of her head.

But then quickly cheered up, "But if you were not, you couldn't have employed me as your whore could you? Hehehe." Her pearly laughter rang out as she slowly stood up to match Alexander's eye level.

Mikaya was in fact a bit taller than Alexander, exceeding six feet and as she stood up, she intentionally teased Alexander by putting her hands on hips and bending them at an angle, letting him marvel at her perfect proportions.

Alexander certainly found the pose very sexy and could not help but lampoon at letting such a beautiful woman slip through his fingertips, 'Oh, if only she was a bit more modest.'

Alexander did not need his women to be prudish blocks of wood, but he did demand loyalty, something he doubted Mikaya possessed or even produced.

Mikaya seemed to notice Alexander's rueful gaze and gave a coy smile while licking her lips, and thinking, 'Ahhh, I love that expression. That expression of countless men that wants to have me, possess me, bind me, but ultimately decided they can't deal with all the dirtiness, nastiness, and filthiness that comes with it. Ohhh, so delectable.' Mikaya had a light, suppressed orgasm.

She had always found it the height of hypocrisy that men could sleep around with no problem, but if she ever did it, it was wrong and immoral.

So with that sneering thought, Mikaya came to the issue of secrecy from prying eyes.

"And I'm sure you know how to manage the queen mother?" She asked.

This was certainly a great obstacle and Mikaya was interested to know how the magic answering machine Alexander would answer.

And she was not disappointed as Alexander gave a very bold statement, "Whether the queen mother finds out or not does not matter!"