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King of MolMol
By : Saiga123
Category: +G to L > Love Hina
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Chapter 15 - Keitaro’s big day out pt.2
MolMol National Museum
Looking around worriedly little Katrina scanned the room for someone she knew. The six year old had been on a school trip to the museum when she had gotten separated from the rest of her class after a trip to the bathroom and she had been searching unsuccessfully for them for the last ten minutes. And as more and more time past she grew more anxious to the point where tears were forming in her eyes.
“Are you alright?” a voice said behind her. Turning around Katrina saw a young man kneeling next to her with a kind smile on his face and a pretty, sliver haired woman standing next to him. “Are you lost?” Looking up at him Katrina nodded her head. Reaching out, the man gently ruffled her hair “Would you like us to help you?” receiving another nod from the girl he held out his hand to her and said “OK then, can you tell me your name?”
“Katrina...” she replied shyly as she held onto his hand.
“Well I’m Keitaro and this here is my friend Amalla-chan.” The man smiled as he stood up “Let’s see if we can find who you’re looking for.” He smiled down at her.
Walking slightly behind Keitaro Amalla couldn’t help but smile at the way he interacted with the girl in his arms. He had somehow managed to cheer up the girl to the point where she was giggling happily as he held her in his arms. Appearing by her shoulder Yuna whispered in Amalla’s ear “I’ve found them Mistress.” She smiled.
Smiling at her slave she lightly brushed her lips against her cheek “Thank you Yuna-chan.” She smiled before moving forward and slipping her arm through his. “Kei-kun, we’ve found Katrina-chan’s class.” She reported.
“You hear that Kat-chan?” he smiled at the girl in his arms “We’ve found your friends, isn’t that great?”
“uhuh.” She grinned at him as she held him tightly around his neck.
“Well let’s go find them.” Amalla smiled as she pulled him along.
“Katrina!” the young girls friends cried as she and Keitaro entered the room they were in. Setting her on the floor Keitaro smiled as he watched her run up to the rest of her class and talked happily with the other girls.
“Thank you for finding her.” The teacher said as she approached the man “We were very worried about her.”
“It’s no problem.” Keitaro smiled at her. “I’m just glad we were able to get her back to you.”
“Kei-kun!” Katrina called out as she ran up to him and grasped his hand “Come here! I want you to meet everyone!” she said as she pulled him towards her friends.
“He’s good with children isn’t he?” a voice said behind her.
Turning around the teacher’s eyes widened and her mouth dropped open “Y-Your highness! I...I...”
Amalla smiled and silenced her “There is no need to make a scene. We were just showing our friend around and he happened to find her.”
Turning back to the man the teacher asked “Is he to be...?”
“Perhaps.” Amalla smiled “He would make a good father wouldn’t he?” she grinned at the woman.
“Y-Yes he would your highness.” The teacher stuttered out, clearly flustered by being in the presence of royalty. “T-Thank you again for finding Katrina.” She said bowing deeply.
“It was nothing.” Amalla assured her as Keitaro approached them, with the group of squealing girls following in his wake. “It looks like you have made some new friends Kei-kun.” Amalla smiled at him.
“I guess so.” He laughed as he scratched the back of his head. Feeling someone pull on his trousers Keitaro looked down to see Katrina gesturing for him to kneel down. Falling to one knee Keitaro gently ruffled her hair and asked “Yes Kat-chan?”
“Thank you for helping me get back to my friends Kei-kun.” She said as she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
Wrapping his arms around her tiny body Keitaro returned her hug with a smile “No problem Kat-chan.” He said as he gently stroked her short blond hair.
Pulling back from the hug Katrina blushed shyly and said “Let’s get married Kei-kun!” she declared bravely.
“K-Katrina!” the girls teacher cried out aghast.
Letting out a laugh Keitaro asked “Why do you want to marry me?”
“Because you’re really nice and kind and I really like you.” She replied earnestly.
Smiling at her Keitaro gently ruffled her hair “I think you’re a bit too young to be marrying me.” He told her.
“No I’m not.” She objected with a pout.
“Is that so?” he wondered with a smile. “How about this; when you turn 18 if you haven’t found someone you like more than me we’ll get married.” He said.
“Really!?” Katrina asked with hopeful eyes.
“Yep.” He grinned at her. “If you still want to marry me when you turn 18 you can be my wife.” He promised.
“Yay!” she cried out as she leapt into his arms and pressed her lips to his.
Accepting the innocent kiss from the girl Keitaro smiled and held onto her small hips. Breaking the kiss Keitaro looked up to see all the other girls looking on jealously. “Is everything alright girls?” he asked them.
“We want to get married too!” one of the girls declared and was met by a chorus of yeses from the others.
Smiling at her Keitaro reached out to gently stroke the other girl hair “OK then, when you all turn 18 I’ll gladly marry you all.” He promised with a smile.
“Yay!” all the girls cheered as they swarmed onto Keitaro; jumping on top of the laughing man and pressing their lips against his.
“Girls! Stop that this instance!” the teacher cried out as she pulled the girls off of the man. “Come along girls, it is passed time that we were getting back.” She said which was met with awwws from the whole group. Turning back to Amalla the teacher quickly bowed to her again and said “Thank you for your assistance your majesty.” before ushering her charges from the room, each girl waving goodbye to their fiancé.
As Keitaro waved them goodbye a pair of large breasts pressed into the back of his head and a pair of tanned arms slipped around his neck. “So you are willing to marry a whole class of pre-teens as soon as they propose to you but I have to work for your approval?” Amalla asked teasingly.
Letting out a small laugh Keitaro tilted his head back to look up at his lover. “I wouldn’t say that Ama-chan.” He smiled at her. “Besides, it’s not like any of them will actually want to marry me when they’re older.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that Kei-kun. A girls first love is a powerful thing, not to mention her first fiancé.” Amalla smiled at him. “In a decade’s time you may find them knocking on your door wearing a wedding dress.” She purred.
“I’m sure it won’t come to that.” He smiled. “Besides even if they do remember this it’s not like they’ll actually hold me to it.”
Amalla gave him a strange look “Kei-kun, you are aware of how seriously we take marriage law here in MolMol aren’t you?” she asked.
The smile slowly fell from his face “What do you mean Ama-chan?”
“I mean that since you accepted their proposal you are obligated to marry them. If in ten years they track you down you will have to marry them.” She informed the now worried looking Keitaro.
“Are you being serious?” he asked.
“Very.” Amalla nodded. Seeing the look on his face she couldn’t help but laugh “I wouldn’t worry about it Kei-kun. The worst that will happen is that you’ll get a few extra nubile wives to play around with in ten years time.”
“B-but they’re just kids!” he objected.
“That doesn’t matter.” She told him. “Marriage laws are very strict in MolMol. Due to our relatively small population all marriage proposals are legally binding. The only way out of it is if both parties agree to dissolve the agreement.”
“But how can kids get married?!” he cried.
“Very easily.” She smiled down at him.
“A-And what would happen if I don’t get married to them?” he wondered.
“It’s best not to think about that Kei-kun.” She smiled before pulling him to his feet. “Come along Kei-kun. Let’s finish looking around before you get engaged to another group of girls.” she purred as she started to pull him along with a sniggering Yuna following close behind.
“Can I ask you something Ama-chan?” Keitaro asked as they made their way through the museum with his hand resting on her hip.
“Of course you can Kei-kun.” She smiled.
“Well, I was wondering how come everyone in MolMol speaks such fluent Japanese?” he asked.
“That’s because Japanese is our national language.” She explained
Keitaro blinked “I thought MolMolen was the national language.”
“Officially it is, but nowadays it is only used for official documents and the like.” She explained “We teach children both Japanese and MolMolen but it is rare for a conversation to be spoken in pure MolMolen. Except with Nina-mun.” Amalla added “For some reason she’s always had trouble with Japanese but is fluent in MolMolen.” She said idly as she examined one of the exhibits.
“But why Japanese?” he wondered.
“Because for a long time Japan was the only nation outside our island chain that we associated with.” She explained. “Until relatively recently we were far more of an isolationist than even Japan was.”
“Why were you isolationists?” Keitaro asked.
“We had a bad experience with westerners.” Amalla smiled “You see, gold is the most abundant metal on MolMol, more so even than iron or copper. And since it is so malleable and doesn't rust we used it in anything that required metal, even for cutlery and construction. So, when western settlers came here and saw such an abundance of gold they were kind enough to tell us that they would be willing to rule over us as a vassal state. Naturally we would have to pay tribute to them, our royal family would have to abdicate, we would be ruled by a representative of their king and we would have to renounce our gods and take up Christianity. We promptly told them that our gods had looked after us well enough up till now and we saw no reason to change to theirs, our royal family had been the head of state since my ancestors united the wandering island tribes and had no intention giving them up and if they wanted tribute we would shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.” She smiled cheekily up at Keitaro.
“I’m guessing they didn’t take that well.” He returned her smile.
Nodding her head Amalla continued “They told the king at the time that if we did not accept their magnanimous offer we would not get another chance. They would simply come back in force and we would be conquered; our men killed, our women raped and our children sold into slavery. The king responded by having the diplomat beheaded before sending it back to the ship he had arrived on and ordered the captain off of the island.”
“What happened next?” Keitaro asked.
“Well, within the year there was a whole armada of warships on the horizon heading straight here. Seeing how serious they were we decided to give them a special kind of tribute.”
“What kind of tribute?” Keitaro asked.
“Golden cannonballs.” Amalla smiled as she gestured to a large boulder of solid gold that was on display. “Fired with such precision and at such a range that the enemy fleet never even got close enough to fire a single one of their cannons.” She smiled “You see, MolMol has always produced people like my sister who are quite ingenious when it comes to making weapons. Our cannons decimated their armada and sank all but one ship which we allowed to survive and carry back a message saying they are more than welcome to try again next year and help us test our next weapon.” She laughed.
“What country were they from?” Keitaro wondered.
“I don’t think we even asked.” Amalla said with a shrug “France, England, Spain, I don’t suppose it really mattered to us back then. All we know is that they were the first lot of foreigners from outside of our island chain that we encountered and that their men enjoyed bedding our women. I don’t think the crew of that first ship left the brothels until the king’s royal guard escorted them back to their ship.”
“So if you had such a bad experience with foreigners how did you get so close with Japan?” he asked.
“Well, once we realised that other nations desired the metal that we literally had laying about we set out to establish trade links. Japan was the first nation we found and trading with them was profitable enough to mean that we had no need to seek out any other trade agreements.” She smiled at him “That’s why we speak such fluent Japanese.”
“I see.” He returned her smile as he stroked her hip. “Thank you for explaining Ama-chan.” He said as he leaned in to press his lips to her cheek.
“No problem Kei-kun.” She grinned at him “If there is anything else you would like for me to explain feel free to ask.” And so he did. As they walked arm in arm through the museum Keitaro would point out something of interest and smile all the while she explained before thanking her with a kiss. “You really like this stuff don’t you Kei-kun.” She smiled as she stroked his arm.
“I guess so.” He smiled “I used to work for an archaeology professor and I helped him out on digs.”
“I see.” She said thoughtfully. “Well, MolMol has lots of old ruins that haven’t been excavated. If you were king you could organise all the archaeological digs that you want.” She pointed out.
Turning to face her with a grin Keitaro asked “Ama-chan, you and your family have offered to have sex with me every day for the rest of my life. Do you think offering to let me dig around in the desert will be what convinces me to marry you?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned down to press his lips to hers.
“Just as an added incentive.” Amalla grinned only to gasp as his hands slid down to cup her soft round ass and moved his lips downwards towards her collarbone. “mmm, Kei-kun. Not here.” She purred “I am a member of the royal family. It wouldn’t do for me to be caught fucking you.” She told him.
“R-Right.” Keitaro nodded his head “Sorry Ama-chan.” He apologised as he slid his hands back up to her hips.
“I didn’t say you couldn’t grope me.” She purred as she slid his hands back down to her ass. “You know Kei-kun; we’ve got one more place to visit. If we leave now you’ll be able to fuck me all the sooner.” She pointed out.
“True...” he murmured as he stared down at her large breasts. “Is the next place far?”
“Not too far.” She smiled “And I’m sure we’ll be able to do something to pass the time.” She purred as she seductively bit her bottom lip.
“I like the sound of that Ama-chan.” He agreed.
Smiling at him Amalla grabbed his hand “Come along then Kei-kun.” She purred as she pulled him away.
Walking arm in arm towards their limousine Keitaro smiled as he saw a petite, green haired woman step out of driver’s side door. The young woman wore a chauffeur uniform that was cut off just below her hips and hugged her slender fame tightly. Grinning widely at his approach the girl saluted smartly at him “Kakio Hazuki at your service Master!”
“Hey Kakio-chan.” He smiled down at the small woman “I hope you weren’t too bored waiting for us.”
“It was so lonely here without you Master!” she cried as she threw her arms around his neck; her short skirt riding up to show off her cute butt to the world.
Smiling, Keitaro reached down to cup her ass “I’m sorry Kakio-chan. Can I make it up to you somehow?”
“I can think of a way.” She purred as she ground her groin against his.
“What do you think you’re doing Kakio-chan?” Yuna asked sharply.
“Greeting Master.” Kakio replied innocently “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing.” Yuna agreed before sliding her hand down between them and cupped her mound “But what you are trying to get Master to do to you in the middle of the street certainly is a problem.” She replied.
“I’m not trying to get Master to do anything.” She pouted.
“I’m sure you’re not.” Yuna said doubtfully as she grasped her chin and turned her head to kiss her lips “Now hurry up and open the door for Master.” She ordered her.
“OK.” She pouted before leaning up to kiss her again before releasing her hold on Keitaro. Opening the door Kakio bent at the waist as Keitaro stepped into the car.
“What an indecent slave you are.” Yuna sighed as she saw how much the hem of Kakio’s uniform road up to completely reveal her pussy and ass to anyone who cared to look. Stepping behind the still bowing slave Yuna grasped her firm ass cheeks and squeezed “Why aren’t you wearing any panties?” she asked.
“I thought Master would prefer me like this.” She smiled as she straightened up.
“Is that so?” she asked as she slid one hand up to squeeze her small breast while the other lifted up the front of her uniform to show Keitaro her now wet pussy lips. “Well Master? Do you like Kakio like this?” she asked as she spread her pussy lips to reveal the pink flesh of her cunny.
Licking his lips, Keitaro nodded his head “Yes I do.” He replied as he watched Yuna’s fingers running up and down Kakio’s pussy lips and every so often slipping inside of her tight hole.
“Yuna-chan, stop being mean to our little chauffeur.” Amalla scolded her slave playfully. “Come along, we must be on our way.”
“Yes Mistress.” She purred as she pinched Kakio’s small clit before stepping into the car after her Mistress.
Once the car was moving Keitaro rested his hand on Amalla’s thigh and started to slowly run his fingers up her leg close to her pubic mound. “mmm, what are you up too Kei-kun?” she smiled.
“I seem to remember you telling me we’ll do something to pass the time.” He purred as he leaned up and kissed her neck.
Gasping as she felt his teeth lightly nip at her neck Amalla smiled and said “And who said it would be me who you were passing the time with?” she giggle “Yuna-chan?” she called out.
Feeling a weight settle on his lap Keitaro looked up from Amalla’s neck to see Yuna straddling his lap grasping the hem of her short skirt. Hitching it up to reveal her tiny damp thong that hugged her mound Yuna smiled and said “I seem to recall Master telling me that he wanted to pull down my panties himself.” she smiled sweetly. “Now’s your chance Master.” She purred seductively.
Nodding his head Keitaro reached out and slowly pulled them down her long toned thighs to reveal her soaked pussy. Seeing a long tendril of her girl juice hang down from her swollen pussy lips to her wet thong Keitaro licked his lips before leaning in to run her tongue along her cunny. Letting out a gasp Yuna grasped his head and started to rock her hips against his face. “That’s good Master.”
“Yuna-chan, what do you think you are doing?” Amalla asked as she raised an eyebrow at her.
“I’m keeping Master preoccupied.” she purred happily.
“That’s not what I had in mind Yuna-chan.” She replied.
“Master seems to enjoy it don’t you Master?” she asked the man who was feasting on her lower lips.
“I love Yuna-juice.” He replied as his tongue slid passed her folds to caress her pink flesh. “But I like Ama-chan’s juices too.” He smiled as he stroked her thigh.
“Is that so?” she smiled “Well, be that as it may Yuna-chan is meant to be serving you not the other way around.” She smiled. “Yuna, on your knees.” Amalla commanded her.
Nodding her head Yuna slipped off of his lap and sank to her knees. Seeing that he was staring down into her eyes Yuna seductively licked her lips and gently pulled his cock out of out his trousers. Smiling at his size and at the way it twitched under her lusty gaze Yuna extended her tongue and slowly ran it around his crown. Letting out a groan Keitaro rolled his head back and reached down to run his fingers through her long hair and slowly pulled her head lower.
Snuggling closer to him Amalla slipped her hand under his shirt to caress his chest and lightly pinched his nipple “Yuna has an amazing mouth doesn’t she?”
“Yes!” Keitaro gasped as he felt her tongue lash out at his leaking slit.
“That’s because she has been taking lessons from Asuna-mum about how to use her mouth to please you, haven’t you?” Amalla asked the slave.
“Yes Mistress.” She nodded her head as she continued to bob her head up and down his length.
“I guess I’ll have to find a way to thank Asuna-san.” He groaned.
“I'm sure a good hard fucking will be thanks enough.” Amalla smiled as she took one of his hands and slipped it down the waistband of the back of her skirt. Feeling his fingers brush against her soft ass cheek Keitaro slid his hand lower so that his hand went between her legs so that he could caress her pussy mound through her damp panties.
“I’ll bear that in mind.” He smiled as he nuzzled into her silver hair “And how can I thank you?”
“By keep doing that.” She purred as she rocked her hips against his hand.
Moaning loudly as she came Amalla bucked her hips and drenched Keitaro’s fingers and the chair beneath them. At some point during their ride Keitaro had removed both her panties and her skirt and had fingered her to orgasm twice. Keitaro meanwhile was panting heavily into Amalla’s ear. Yuna had been teasing his cock all the while he was pleasuring Amalla; the slave brining Keitaro to the precipice of orgasm only to ease off before he could unleash a torrent of sperm into her mouth.
“Yuna-chan...” he panted “Please stop teasing me.” He begged her.
“I would never tease my Master.” She leered as she spat out his tip. “I merely want my Master to feel the upmost pleasure.” She assured him as she slid up his body until they were almost nose to nose “I’m sure Mistress Asuna has told you about how denial can make your orgasm all that more intense. If you just have patience you shall feel more ecstasy than you ever have.” She promised as she leaned in to brush her lips against his only to pull back when he leaned forward with his tongue extended.
“But you’ve been teasing me for so long.” He complained.
“Very well Master.” She pouted as she slid back down to kneel between his thighs and grasped his thick shaft.
Just as she leaned in and parted her lips the car stopped and Kakio turned around and cheered over her seat “We’re here!”
“What a shame Master.” Yuna smiled as she pulled her lips away from him. “We shall have to continue this later.”
“But...!” he started only to stop when he heard Amalla laugh at his distress.
“Now, now Kei-kun. You can finish playing with Yuna’s mouth later.” She smiled at him.
“But-!” he started only for Amalla to silence him by pressing her lips to his.
“Don’t worry Kei-kun. I promise you won’t have to wait long before your cock is spewing out your delicious cock cream. ” she assured him.
“O-Ok.” He nodded his head as he stared down at her beautiful lips.
“Good.” She smiled “Yuna, clean up your Master.” She ordered her slave. Nodding her head Yuna ran her tongue up his shaft to swipe away any and all pre-cum that remained on his cock before gently tucking the hard member back into his trousers. “Good girl.” She smiled as she petted the slaves head affectionately. Reaching out to pick up her discarded panties Amalla started to pull them up when Keitaro grabbed her wrist.
As she turned to look at him Keitaro smiled at her and sank to his knees in front of her “Let me do that for you Ama-chan.” He offered.
Nodding her head Amalla handed him her damp thong and extended her foot towards him. Grasping the appendage Keitaro gently kissed her ankle before slipping the panties over her feet and slowly slid them up her legs; taking his time to stroke, caress and kiss her gorgeous tanned skin. Reaching her hips Keitaro carefully grasped her soft rear and lifted her up so that he could finish putting them on. Once he had secured the tight fitting panties onto his princess Keitaro smiled at her mound and kissed her through her thong. Hearing her gasp Keitaro grinned widely and started to run his tongue along her visible crevice to make her moan and buck her hips against his face.
Encouraged by this, Keitaro licked all the more vigorously until he felt two hands rest on his shoulders. Looking up from Amalla’s mound he saw Yuna smiling at him. “There’ll be time for that later. Finish getting Mistress dressed.” Nodding his head Keitaro gave her thigh another kiss before slipping her skirt around her waist.
Once he had secured it around her waist Amalla smiled and said “Thank you Kei-kun.” She purred as she leaned down and tenderly kissed his lips.
Enjoying her taste Keitaro licked his lips and said “No problem Ama-chan.”
Gently stroking his cheek Amalla replied “Come along now Kei-kun.” She purred as Kakio opened the door and allowed her Mistress to step out. Pausing for a moment to watch her round ass exit the car Keitaro followed after her. Standing beside her Keitaro couldn’t help but reach out and gently pinch her soft rear. Looking over her shoulder Amalla smiled mischievously at him “You’re being naughty again Kei-kun.” She purred as she wiggled her rear against his hand.
“I can’t help it.” He smiled and kissed her neck. “You’re just so sexy.” He murmured into her ear as he nibbled at her tanned flesh.
“mmm, stop that Kei-kun.” She playfully scolded him. “You’re going to make me do something I shouldn’t.” She purred as she leaned back into him so that her ass ground into his crotch.
“Is that so?” he wondered and slid his hand around to caress her toned stomach before sliding it upwards and under her top.
Before he could grasp one of her firm mounds Keitaro herd Yuna softly call out “Master.”
Reluctantly leaving her embrace Keitaro turned back to the car only to fumble about as the slave threw something at him. Catching it Keitaro unfurled the bundle only for his eyes to widen when he realised that he was holding Yuna’s wet thong. Tearing his eyes from the damp panties in his hand he looked back to the car just in time to see the tanned slave stepping out; her skirt riding up her long beautiful legs only to stop just short of revealing anything to his view. Smiling at the look on his face Yuna pressed herself against his body and rested her hand on his chest “Is everything alright Master?” she asked cheekily.
“Yuna-chan, are you...?” he asked as he slid his hands under her skirt to grope her ass.
“Master said that he would prefer for me not to wear any panties.” she reminded him sweetly “I am merely complying with my Masters wishes.”
“I see...” he murmured as he squeezed and caressed her ass. “You’re a very good slave.” He praised her as his fingers slipped between her cheeks and groped her lovingly as he pressed his lips to hers and held her close to his body; his teased cock pressing into her mound through her skirt causing her to gasp happily into his mouth.
“Ahem.” Amalla attracted their attention as she wrapped her arms around Keitaro’s waist and pressed herself into his back. “Do you mind hurrying up? Or is it that you would rather play with Yuna than fuck me?” she asked.
“Of course not.” He assured her quickly as he reached up and caressed her cheek. Letting go of Yuna Keitaro turned to their chauffeur. Smiling at her Keitaro cupped her cheek and said “We’ll be as quick as possible so you won’t have to wait long.” He promised.
“OK Master.” She pouted cutely. “I’ll just wait here all by myself thinking about all the dirty things Master could be doing to me.” She purred as she took his thumb into her mouth to lightly suck on the digit.
“Kei-kun.” Amalla called out.
“Sorry Ama-chan.” He smiled at her as he pulled his thumb out of her mouth. “I’ll see you later Kakio-chan.” He smiled as he leaned down and lightly kissed her lips before leaving her embrace and walking over to Amalla.
“If I didn’t know better I’d say that you’d rather spend time with the slaves than with me.” Amalla pouted.
“Don’t be silly Ama-chan.” He smiled as he wrapped his arm around her waist and squeezed her hip. “I love being with you.” He insisted. “Besides, it’s not my fault you have such beautiful saves is it? Just look at Yuna-chan.” He said as he smiled at the slave keeping pace with them “How am I meant to resist someone as beautiful as her?” he wondered as the slave smiled smugly.
“Perhaps by focusing on me?” she suggested as she pressed herself into his side.
“mmm, I didn’t consider that.” He smiled as he leaned down to lightly kiss her neck.
“Later Kei-kun.” She purred with a smile.
Pulling back Keitaro let out a small sigh “If I can’t pay attention to you or your slaves then who am I meant to focus on?” he asked.
“You’ll see.” She promised with a smile as she led him towards one of the prominent buildings in the square. “We’re here.” Amalla grinned at him.
Staring up at the building Keitaro’s mouth dropped open slightly. The building was clearly old but incredibly well preserved and looked after. It was several stories high with tall marble columns that were topped statues of nude women; each sculpted female had their chest thrust out to display their full breasts and stiff nipples with their arms above their head and wrapped around the column. “What is this place?” Keitaro asked.
“This is the oldest building in the city, probably the oldest in all of MolMol.” Amalla explained with a smile “It is also our most prized and valued institution. If both this building and our national museum were on fire the museum wouldn’t see a water hose until even the smallest candle in this place was extinguished.”
“Why is it so important?” he wondered “Is it a government building? Another museum?” he asked.
“Not exactly.” Yuna smirked.
Giving her a sharp look Amalla continued “But it is a place of learning. And while there are many such institutions around the city-”
“Especially along the docks.” Yuna added cheekily only to receive another look from Amalla.
“-This is the oldest and most prestigious of all of them and so the most cherished by our country. Asuna-mum is especially fond of this place.” She explained as she wrapped her arm around his. “Come on, let’s go inside.” She said as she started to pull him towards the door.
The inside of the building was just as grand as the outside. The entrance hall which they ended up in had a long staircase that branched off to the left and right onto the second floor lined with red carpet. The walls were painted with frescos depicting numerous sex acts; usually showing a couple in mid coitus though there were several that portrayed an orgy or gangbang and one showing a woman with her legs spread wide as she pleasured herself. Each image was painted with such detail that that you could see the ecstasy etched onto the participants faces.
In between each painting was an alcove that housed a sculpture. Each of these statues followed the theme of the other artwork; showing a naked woman engaged in a sex act of some kind either by herself or with one or more participant. So detailed you could see every bead of sweat, every drop of ejaculate and every strand of pubic hair.
“This place is amazing.” Keitaro said as he examined one of the paintings. “How old did you say this place was?”
“At least 300 years.” Amalla smiled “These paintings are roughly the same age.”
“They must have been restored recently.” He said thoughtfully “They look brand new.”
“I believe that the last restoration was about 150 years ago.” Amalla supplied.
Keitaro blinked as he looked over the painting “But...how?” he asked.
“Well, a while back one of our people developed a technique to preserve paintings and sculptures. They won’t be protected against damage like fire or a hammer but against time and light it has done well so far.” She smiled.
“That’s amazing Ama-chan!” Keitaro said enthusiastically “How does it work?”
Amalla shrugged “Kaolla would be able to tell you. She’s good with technical things like that though I doubt that she would explain it in such a way that that we could understand.” She said “As I said MolMol has always produced smart people like her. But why are you so passionate about this?”
“Don’t you realise how amazing this is? I’ve been on digs where paintings and murals we’ve found are destroyed or faded beyond repair. But with this technique we could ensure that we’d never lose a piece of art again!” he exclaimed.
Amalla couldn’t help but giggle at him. “You really like these kind of things don’t you Kei-kun?”
“I guess so.” He laughed as he scratched the back of his head.
“You are strange Master.” Yuna put in with a smile. “Most men would focus on the picture itself.”
Turning back to the painting Keitaro blushed slightly as he looked at the tanned woman with a silver mane riding atop of a man whose face was contorted in pleasure “I guess so.”
Smiling at him Amalla wrapped her arm around his and said “The woman is our goddess of fertility. This painting depicts her teaching the first man how to have sex.” She explained with a smile “It was from this union that the first woman was born.” Amalla explained.
“I see.” Keitaro nodded. “What’s the goddess’s name?”
“Amallena.” She replied. Seeing him turn to look at her she smiled and continued “My namesake.” Amalla told him.
“I can see the resemblance.” He smiled as he cupped her cheek and lightly pressed his lips to hers.
Purring into his mouth Amalla smiled and said “That’s blasphemous Kei-kun.”
“Sorry Ama-chan.” He replied as he caressed her cheek and brushed her silky silver hair out of her face.
“So Master,” Yuna interrupted with a smile “How you figured out what this place is?”
“Well, with all this artwork I thought it might be a gallery but since you said this was a place of learning an art school perhaps?”
“Not quite.” Amalla smiled.
“I guess it would be strange for a school to have pages of the Kama Sutra painted on the walls.” He chuckled.
“We have no need for that beginner’s manual in this establishment.” A voice called out.
Turning towards the voice Keitaro’s mouth dropped open as he saw a beautiful tanned woman descend the stairs. She had long, flowing black hair and breasts that were at least as big as Asuna’s if not Nina’s which were barely contained in the sheer black babydoll that was tied loosely at her breasts with a red ribbon so that it showed off her midriff. As he watched her descend the staircase Keitaro’s eyes were focused on her jiggling breasts and the stiff, dark nipples that could be seen through the thin material.
Once she had reached them the buxom woman stood before Amalla and curtsied to her; grasping the hem of her tiny skirt and lifting it slightly to reveal her nude mound as she dipped. “You Highness.” She smiled.
Returning her smile Amalla stepped forward and hugged the woman. “It’s good to see you too Erika.” Amalla smiled as she lightly kissed her cheeks. “How’s business?”
“As busy as ever.” Erika smiled “How is your mother?”
“She’s...keeping herself busy.” She said as she glanced at Keitaro who was still ogling the woman.
“I’m sure she is.” She replied as her eyes flicked towards the man. “Well, tell her Majesty that we are always happy to have her visit. I may even have a few new tricks to teach her.”
“I’m certain that she’ll visit as soon as she has the time.” Amalla promised.
Giving her a quick kiss Erika turned her attention to Yuna. Stepping towards the slave Erika cupped her cheek and said “Hello Yuna dear. You look as lovely as ever. When are you going to come work for me?”
“When you offer the same perks that the Mistresses do.” She smiled.
“I’m sure that I could find something that would tempt you away from them.” She smiled as she ran a finger over one of Yuna’s stiff nipples.
“It would have to be something special.” Yuna replied as she turned towards her master. “I do so enjoy my job.” She purred as she licked her lips at him.
“I’ll see what I can come up with.” She promised as she lightly tweaked the stiff nub before finally turning to them man. “So this is the man all the rumours are talking about?” she wondered as she circled Keitaro; her hands running over his chest and back. “It is nice to meet you My Lord.” She purred as she slipped her hand down his trousers to firmly grasp his stiff cock and pressed her lips to his.
Having gotten used to this greeting from his exposure to the queens Keitaro didn’t hesitate to return her kiss. Gently stroking her hips Keitaro allowed his tongue to enter her mouth and play with hers. Breaking the kiss Keitaro smiled and said “It’s nice to meet you too.”
Erika smiled as she slowly licked her lips as she continued to give his shaft several firm strokes along his length before addressing Amalla all the while staring into Keitaro’s eyes “You’re earlier than I expected you to be.”
“I’m sorry.” Amalla apologised “Kei-kun here was in a rush.” She smiled.
“No problem, your highness.” Erika smiled as she ran her thumb over his tip enjoying the way he grunted at her affection. “I cleared all of today’s appointments once you told me that you were coming to visit.”
“You-You didn’t have to do that just for us.” Keitaro grunted.
Erika raised an eyebrow “Oh? Any particular reason?” she wondered.
“Master thinks this is an art school.” Yuna said with a grin.
Erika blinked at this. “You haven’t told him?” she asked before returning Yuna’s smile “Well, what we do here has been described as an art form by many.”
“I think it would be best to show him.” Amalla said.
“What a wonderful idea.” Erika smiled brightly. “Come with me My Lord.” She purred as she led him towards the staircase.
Making their way through a long hallway Keitaro followed close behind Erika as she pulled him along by his cock with Yuna and Amalla bringing up the rear. As he was led around by his cock Keitaro was given the chance to admire the frescos and the sculptures that lined the hallway as well as the voluptuous woman in front of him.
She was about the same height as Keitaro and her long, silky hair cascaded down her back which appeared to be purposely maintained at a length where it wouldn’t obstruct the sight of her round ass. As a native MolMolan her skin was the same caramel colour as that of Amalla and Yuna and the tiny skirt that barely clung to her wide hips was made redundant by the fact that it covered precious little of her ass and only succeeded in hiding her pubic hair so long as she remained perfectly still. But what truly drew his attention were her breasts.
From his position half a step behind her Keitaro was able to see over her shoulder and down at her cleavage. The black babydoll that she wore only just kept her nipples hidden and with every step that she took the jiggling of her beasts threatened to reveal the stiff nubs. Keitaro kept his eyes glued to the large mounds in the hope of one of them escaping but every time one almost slipped out a subtle sway of her breasts kept them hidden.
So rapt, Keitaro didn’t hear his name being called until the hand that held his cock squeezed his cock tightly. Looking up at Erika who had an amused look on her face Keitaro said “P-Pardon?”
“I asked if everything was alright My Lord?” she asked with a smile. “You seem rather distracted.”
“I-I’m fine.” He stuttered out as his face coloured “I...I was just admiring the paintings.” He said as he gestured to the walls.
“I think Master was admiring something else.” Yuna commented with a cheeky grin.
“Yuna-chan!” Keitaro frowned at the slave girl who just grinned insolently at him.
Erika laughed “That’s quite alright My Lord.” She smiled as she reached up and tugged on the ribbon that held her thin garment together “After all, a woman’s body is meant to be admired.” She purred before shrugging the babydoll off of her shoulders; finally allowing Keitaro to gaze upon her large, brown nipples. “This is what you wanted isn’t it My Lord?” she asked as she stepped forward and grasped his hand “You’ve been staring at them since we met. Please, touch.” She ordered him as she lifted his hand up to press it against the large mound. Feeling the softness of her tit, Keitaro couldn’t help but spread his fingers out across the mound and give her a gently squeeze; the stiff nub becoming trapped between two of his fingers causing her too gasp.
Pressing her body against his Erika moaned into his ear “My Lord has such strong hands.” As the hand that held his cock started to pump rapidly up and down his length she asked “Does this feel good My Lord?” Keitaro was in no state to answer. Still staring down at her chest Keitaro somehow managed to drool despite his mouth having gone dry since the moment she had started to caress his cock and with the fast paced strokes she was lavishing on his teased length Keitaro breathing heavily into her ear was the only response that she received. Feeling him swell in her hand and start to grind his tip against her hip Erika pressed her groin to his and lightly bit his earlobe, causing him groan.
Lightly kissing and biting his neck Erika gently pulled out his thick shaft and caressed his length with both hands “Do you like this My Lord?” she asked breathily as she rubbed his spongy tip against the palm of her hand. Getting a grunt in response Erika continued “Do you see how much pleasure a woman can give a man simply by using her hands? Imagine what she could do with other parts of her body.” She purred as she guided his cock towards her pussy. Just as his thick tip brushed against her wet pussy lips she heard Amalla clear her throat.
Looking towards the two women and seeing the neutral expression on Amalla’s face Erika smiled and took a step back from Keitaro. “Well My Lord? Have you figured out what we do here?” she asked.
“N-Not yet.” He panted heavily.
“Well then let’s not waste anymore time.” She purred and gave Amalla a smile. “It’s just though this door My Lord.” She purred as she pulled him down to the end of the hall by his cock with Amalla and Yuna following close behind.
As they stepped through the doorway Keitaro’s mouth dropped open at what he saw. The room was surprisingly large and even had a shallow pool that was fed by a fountain in the shape of two lovers embraced mid coitus; the Adonis like man positioned behind an incredibly lifelike statue of the goddess Amallena with his marble cock buried deep inside her ass while his hands roughly groped her large breasts and his lips kissed her slender neck all the while the goddess arched her back against her lover with a look of ecstasy etched on her fact as her head rolled back onto his shoulder. It was from the goddess the pool received its water. Each breast lactated a steady stream of water into the pool as water sprayed out from between her swollen pussy lips giving the impression that she was locked in a state of eternal orgasm.
The walls were decorated with similar artwork to the ones in the main lobby but what dominated the room was the large bed. It was far larger than the one in Keitaro’s room back at the palace or even the Queens and looked as if it could hold all of the slaves that Keitaro had met so far as well as all the girls from Hinata Sou with room to spare. All of this was lost on Keitaro who was focusing on the all nubile women in the room.
All the girls were naked or near enough that it made no difference. Most of those that wore clothes only wore a skimpy pair of panties that clung to their crotches tightly to show off their every contour while one or two others wore a lacy bra that watched with their panties. Another simply wore a pair of sheer stockings that were attached to a garter belt.
Most of the girls were simply lounging about looking bored though they perked up when they saw Keitaro who still had his hard cock exposed. Two were in the pool; one idly floating around with her large breasts floating above the waterline while the other was bathing in the water that flowed out of the statues cunny. Another two were lying on a sofa busy entertaining each other; their lips pressed together as their tongues mingled and their hands caressed each other’s bodies. So busy playing with each other they didn’t notice the group enter until one of the other girls drew their attention. Once they saw Keitaro both grinned widely and changed position so that one was in front of the other with her legs spread wide to show off her soaked pussy while the other continued to molest her.
As Keitaro stared at the collection of beautiful women he stuttered out “W-What is this place?”
“A brothel.” A voice whispered into his ear. Turning his head Keitaro saw Yuna grinning with mischievous glee. “And all these girls are prostitutes.” She purred.
“That’s right.” Erika smiled “And all of them are here for your entertainment.” She informed him as she stroked his cock
Keitaro’s mouth hung open. “A-All of them?” he asked as he looked at the girls who were hungrily eyeing up his cock. “There’s so many...” he murmured to himself.
Hearing this Erika laughed “They are only a small selection of all the girls I have to offer.” She purred “You see, her Highness neglected to tell me the type of women My Lord prefers so I selected a diverse group as a sample platter for you.” She smiled as she gestured to the girls. Looking back at the girls Keitaro saw that they no two girls were alike. Each girl had a different bust size, ranging from large to almost non-existent; some had short hair while others grew theirs long in a range of colours and it seemed like every race was represented with girl’s whose skin was as dark as ebony, others with a light caramel skin tone while others were creamy white.
Pressing herself against his chest Erika lightly kissed his neck and continued “I trust My Lord took note of how large this building is? Well with the exception of a few rooms such as this to hold group events and a few rooms that contain specialised equipment for certain fetishes every room in this building is home to a girl. Once you have sampled the girls that are here I shall be more than happy to fetch other girls who suit your tastes.” She promised as she unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall off his shoulders as she started to kiss his nipple. “Why don't you pick who you want to sample first?” she suggested as she pulled down Keitaro’s trousers, leaving him naked before stepping away from him.
As he stared at all the women who were now devoting their full attention to making themselves appealing to him Keitaro licked his lips before turning to Amalla. “Ama-chan...” he murmured.
Stepping forward Amalla smiled and lightly pressed her lips to his. “It’s fine Kei-kun.” She assured him as she stroked his cheek. “I want you to pick whatever girl you like and have fun with them.” She purred as she stepped away only for Keitaro to grab her wrist and pull her close to him.
“I want Ama-chan.” He clarified as he gently cupped her chin and gave her a loving kiss.
Breaking the kiss Amalla replied “Kei-kun, the purpose of coming here was to-” she started only to be cut off by Keitaro.
“I want Ama-chan.” He insisted as he slipped one hand down the back of her skirt to squeeze her ass and slipped the other under her top to grope her large breast while he kissed her neck.
Letting out a moan as she felt his teeth nip at her throat Amalla ground herself against his body. “If...If that’s what you want.” She allowed before letting out a surprised yelp as Keitaro picked her up and carried her to the bed, tearing her clothes from her body before throwing her onto the bed and climbing on top of her.
Spreading her legs and moving in between them Keitaro paused to admire the naked beauty beneath him. Gently stroking her cheek Keitaro moved his fingers through her silver hair before moving down to cup her breasts and tweak her pink nipples. Seeing them stiffen between his fingers Keitaro smiled and moved his hands lower, down her smooth stomach to run his fingers through her silvery patch of soft pubic hair before cupping her mound and rocked his hand back and forth to rub the heel of his palm against her swelling clit; making her already wet cunny squirt out her juices over his hand.
Smiling at the way she gasped and arched her back Keitaro pulled his hand away from her pubic mound and lapped up her girl cum before leaning down to kiss her tanned skin; starting at her collar bone Keitaro moved his lips down her body, moving inch by inch until he could take her hard nipples into his mouth and lovingly suck on them.
Moving on from them Keitaro extended his tongue and ran it down her stomach until he reached her belly button where he circled the small depression before sliding his tongue in and out of her navel. Going lower still Keitaro nuzzled into her pubic hair and took her clit into his mouth. As soon as his lips wrapped around the sensitive nub Amalla let out a loud moan and bucked her hips against his face, covering his chin in her juices.
Pulling back slightly Keitaro smiled as he saw Amalla’s impressive chest rising and falling before moving to lap up the girl cum that wet her thighs. Feeling his breath so close to her cunny and his tongue teasingly close her labia Amalla thrust her hips towards his face and gasped out “Fuck me Kei-kun!”
Smiling up at her Keitaro kissed his way up her body and when they were face to face he grabbed her hips and rolled them over so that she was on top of him. Moaning into his mouth as she rocked her hips against his shaft making it slick with her juices, Amalla broke the kiss when she felt another pair of hands on her ass lift her up and looked over her should to see Erika kneeing on the bed behind her.
Smiling at her Erika reached between them and grasped Keitaro’s thick cock and lifted the heavy shaft up so that his tip rubbed against her wet and puffy pussy lips. “Would you allow me the honour Your Highness?” she purred as she started to rub his head against her clit. Letting out a soft moan Amalla nodded her head before turning back to resume kissing Keitaro. Grinning at her Erika turned to the prostitutes and said “Pay close attention girls!” Erika leered “You’re about to see how royalty fucks!” she laughed as she positioned Keitaro’s cock against Amalla’s entrance before grasping her ass and pushing her hips down until Amalla’s pussy completely engulfed Keitaro’s length.
Moaning loudly as she felt his tip bump against her cervix Amalla sucked on Keitaro’s tongue before pushing herself up. With her breasts hanging in front of his face Amalla started to rock her hips back and forth; sliding her body forward so that only the very tip of his cock remained inside of her and her tanned breasts brushed against Keitaro’s face only to slide back as soon as he tried to take one of her nipples into his mouth.
Letting out a pleasure filled gasp as she took his length back into her pussy Keitaro thrust his hips upwards to force his cock deeper inside of her as he slid his hands from her hips around to her ass and squeezed her fleshy rump roughly as he growled out “You feel so good Ama-chan!”
“So do you!” she moaned in response as she shook her hips. “I love having you inside of me!” she moaned as she repositioned herself so that she was kneeling and straddling his waist. With the palms of her hands pressed against his chest Amalla pushed herself up so that her hips raised up off of his shaft only to slam them down again; her back arching and a cry of ecstasy tore from her lips as the tip of his cock penetrated her cervix and entered her uterus. “Keitaro!” she moaned out as she lifted her hips again and slammed them back down.
Grunting loudly as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass Keitaro thrust his hips upwards every time she lowered hers to make a wet slapping sound as Amalla’s juices sprayed out around his cock to soak his groin. Unable to reach her lips from his current position Keitaro pushed himself up and slid one hand from Amalla’s pert backside up to roughly grasp the back of her head and silenced her moans with his lips.
Breaking the kiss Keitaro moved his lips down to her throat and started to kiss and bite her exposed flesh causing Amalla to let out gasps of pleasure. Looking past her shoulder Keitaro’s eyes widened at what he saw.
Yuna had been stripped naked by Erika who was pressed into her back and was currently kissing her neck while vigorously fingering Yuna’s wet pussy as two whores played with her breasts; tugging the stiff nipples and roughly squeezing the mounds before taking the hard nubs into their mouths. Seeing the slave being molested Keitaro thrust all the harder into Amalla; his fingers digging into her ass and his teeth biting her shoulder as he moaned out “I’m Cumming Ama-Chan!” he told her as he thrust his hips upwards and pulled her ass downwards so that he could penetrate her cervix as his slit started to spew out a torrent of his thick sperm.
Feeling her uterus flooded with his scolding seed Amalla threw her head back and screamed in pleasure as she came; her pussy tightening around his shaft and her juices spraying out over his crotch and her fingernails scratched his back. “I’m Cumming Too Kei-Kun!” she screamed into his ear.
As they panted hard and held onto each other tightly Keitaro lovingly kissed her neck before falling back onto the bed. Amalla managed to remain upright by placing her hands on his chest with a deliriously happy look on her face. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around her body to cup her breasts Amalla turned to see Erika smiling at her. “That was most impressive, Your Highness. I’m sure all my girls learned a lot from that display.” She purred as she kissed her cheek and whispered into her ear “Why don’t we let my girls take care of his Lordship? We can go to a special room that I have prepared where we can observe.” She offered. Getting a nod Erika gently pulled Amalla off of Keitaro’s cock; her pussy being uncorked causing Keitaro’s seed to pour out of her.
Feeling the loss of the wet warmth that encompassed his length Keitaro moaned and started to push himself up “Ama-chan...”
Giving him a glance, Erika snapped her fingers and three of her whores descended on Keitaro; pushing him back down one grabbed his head and kissed him while another pressed herself into his body and took his nipple into her mouth as the third lay between his legs and took his wet dick into her mouth and started to bob her head up and down. Seeing that he had been successfully subdued Erika smiled and turned her attention back to Amalla. “Come along Your Highness.” She purred as she helped Amalla to stand up and led her out of the room with Yuna following close behind.
I was planning on finishing this arc with this chapter but since it’s already at 10,000 words I figured I’d separate it again. Please rate and leave a review to tell me what you think of this chapter.
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King of MolMol