The king's chambers in the castle of the demon king Vladislav were adorned with the finest silks and velvets, the walls lined with ancient tomes and magical artifacts. But Vladislav's attention was focused on only one thing: his handmaiden Nastey.
"Vladislav, my love," Nastey purred, her curves accentuated by the form-fitting dress she wore. "How many children do you think we will have together?"
Vladislav chuckled, leaning back in his throne. "As many as you will allow me to plant within you, my dear."
Nastey raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "Ah, but it is I who decides when and how many children we will have, is it not?"
Vladislav's gaze drifted down to Nastey's ample bosom, his mind filled with filthy thoughts. "Indeed, my love. And I must say, your figure is perfect for nurturing our future offspring. Your breasts will be full of milk, ready for the taking."
Nastey rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide the shiver of excitement that ran down her spine at Vladislav's words. "You are such a dirty old demon, Vladislav. Always thinking with your cock."
Vladislav's gaze remained fixed on Nastey's breasts, his mind's eye picturing them full and ripe with milk. He let out a contented sigh. "Mmm, I cannot wait to see you like that, my love. Your body becoming fuller and more voluptuous, especially your breasts. The thought of it is almost too much to bear."
Nastey couldn't help but feel a thrill at Vladislav's words. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "When you make love to me, my king, my milk will stain the sheets. And you will have to lick it off my breasts, every last drop."
Vladislav's arousal grew at the thought, his cock twitching in his pants. He reached out, taking Nastey's breasts in his hands and imagining the scene she described. "Fuck, Nastey. The thought of it makes me even more excited."
Nastey's sly smile grew wider. "Then you must prove your devotion to me, Vladislav. You must worship my body as it changes. Only then will I allow you to touch me."
Vladislav was eager to please, his hands itching to roam Nastey's body. "Of course, my love. I will do anything to make you happy."
With that, the two of them began to undress each other, their playful banter turning into heated whispers of desire. Nastey, now naked, took Vladislav's hands and placed them on her breasts, encouraging him to touch her.
Vladislav, unable to resist, began to caress Nastey's breasts, marveling at their fullness and the thought of the milk that would soon fill them. Nastey threw her head back in pleasure, her body slick with sweat as Vladislav's hands moved over her.
As they moved together in a dance of passion and desire, Nastey moaned, telling Vladislav that she couldn't wait to feel him inside her, to create their future children together. Vladislav's arousal was at its peak, and he entered Nastey, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
As Vladislav's hands moved to Nastey's breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, Nastey's moans grew louder. Vladislav, his release imminent, bent down and took Nastey's nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking as he reached his climax.
The two of them lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined as they whispered sweet nothings to each other. It was clear that their love was strong, and their future children would be blessed with the same passion and devotion.
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