"What a beautiful name you have, my lady Faerwyn...." Ben whispered, slowly kissing down the side of her arm as she slid lower on the mattress.

What Faerwyn couldn’t see was the subtle grin spreading on Ben’s face.

He felt he had simply won himself a jackpot.

This was no better than securing himself a wealthy sugar mama, who was also freakishly strong.

Now that she had agreed to let him keep his dick until it was size enough to satisfy her urges.....

He could simply enjoy his life in this wealthy mistress’s mansion for as long as he desired.

And using this home advantage, he would get to sleep with as many sexy beauties as possible, slowly fulfilling his goals and also investing all the sex points into his cock.

He would have to invest some into strength as well....but to Ben, nothing was more important than sleeping with tons of women and getting his dick to his perfect sixteen inch length.

Ben slowly explored Faerwyn’s flawless skin, kissing down until he reached her upper thigh region.... her unconscious soft moans surfacing, as he drew his tongue along the side of her thigh towards the centre.

Ben’s other hand reached for her opposite thigh, rubbing slowly upward until reaching her upper thighs as well.

"Mmmh!..."

Faerwyn’s moans came out softly as Ben’s tongue finally reached her gaping, pulsing pink pussy, already wet with her arousal fluid.

The tip of Ben’s tongue first met her clitoris, and like the rapid flapping wings of a butterfly, he engaged ’Tonguejitsu’....

His tongue fluttering mechanically on her clit, licking, sucking, and pushing inside and out of her like a machine...

"OH....GODDESSS!"

Faerwyn moaned aloud as she grabbed onto Ben’s head with both hands, her luscious thighs wrapped around him tightly.

Ben’s face was buried deeper into her wet pussy, which was currently being ignited in powerful, mind-shattering sensations...

"haaah... haaah... NGHH!! Yes!!"

Picking up the pace, the motion of Ben’s tongue became like a mechanical motor, pushing in and retreating back out of her wet, flowing pussy and clit, occasionally biting down lightly on her flower, intensifying the sensations that were now becoming unbearable....

Causing Faewyn to buckle in seized cathartic ignition....

Her eyes rolling to the back of her skull, her back arching on the hard mattress....

And with a loud euphoric moan, her pussy burst forth in a fountain of her love juices, blasting through Ben’s face and into the air....

"Ohhh... OOooh... AAAAAHH!!"

Faewyn yelled in bliss as the pleasure shattered through her. She wrapped Ben tighter into her pussy, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and struggling to come up for air for almost an entire minute.

Finally, her restraint loosened allowing Ben to come out free.

She collapsed back on the mattress in exhaustion, with a soft smile of satisfaction on her lewd expression, as she turned her head slowly to look at Ben, who was currently gasping for air.

"Are you okay?" she asked concernedly, still coming down from the sweet sensations in her loins.

"I am fine, my lady Faerwyn. Though I must say, you are quite sweet,"

Ben replied sultrily, smiling and licking his lips of Faerwyn’s lingering love juices, as he repositioned himself back to rest on the headboard.

For the first time, Ben could see Faerwyn unable to hide her deep, embarrassed blush, her beautiful face donning a look of sheer embarrassment as she cursed at Ben in a stammer.....

"You....you’re disgusting!. Have you no decency?!" she muttered, unable to bear to look into Ben’s lecherous face.

She had only just been opened to this seemingly vile act of having her privates eaten out.

As a high noble lady, and a grand duchess....such a display would be counted as taboo, a thing unheard of.....and something that might scar her already waning reputation.

But....

’Why is this person so good at this?....why does it feel this good?’

Faerwyn pondered as her juicy thighs rubbed against one another, the remnants of Ben’s fluttering tongue on her flower still sending ravaging pleasure through her.

As Faerwyn contemplated this matter, and the fact that this young man was also a mahgi....

who had a special ability that could potentially sate her long-existing sexual unsatisfaction, and deeply buried need for a phallus that could unravel her insides.

With this possibility opened to her.... even though she was putting both her life and the lives of everyone in her grand duchy in peril.....

Faerwyn was never one to compromise on the thrill of pleasure she seeks.

’If this person can perform such wonders with just their tongue... then.....’ her thoughts roamed at she gazed upon Ben.

Suddenly, there came a series of consecutive knocks on her shut door, a pattern quite familiar to Faerwyn as she turned to the young man beside her, saying...

"That must be Dongwhisper..."

"Dongwhisper?!" Ben muttered in shock.

"Yes. He must have come to collect you for purification."

"What?!" Ben blurted as he sat upright, and reading his facial reaction that seemed to scream at Faerwyn that he thought they had a deal, she smiled softly and said to him....

"Don’t you worry, I know what to do...."

"Just say nothing and follow my lead."

"Though Dongwhisper can be trusted, he’s a little too rigid in his ways, so we will have to keep this a secret from him, too." Faerwyn murmured thoughtfully, more to herself than to Ben.

"Who’s this person to you?" Ben asked her curiously, as he found reassurance in her statement.

"Who?...Dongwhisper?" Faerwyn asked, turning back to see Ben nod, then she proceeded to say....

"I am sure you know of what happened with my husband?...that bastard." she asked almost rhetorically with a frown on her beautiful face.

Ben simply nodded in agreement, even if he didn’t know what she was talking about.

"Well....Dongwhisper used to serve as chief advisor and strategist for him, and since he’s now out of the picture....he now serves as my chancellor.."

"Don’t worry, he is definitely trustworthy...."

"Even as my estate and province have been going through such a hard time ever since that bastard ran away.... "

"He never once faltered in his duties." Faerwyn explained, as ben caught on to one surprising and borthersome part of her statement....

That she might be broke.

"You are having financial troubles?!" Ben asked in confusion, because looking around this fancy estate, it’s hard to believe.

Faerwyn looked deep in thought as to whether to divulge such details, but since they would be sharing many secrets going forward, she decided to unborden this part of her affairs to him, even if she knew he could do nothing to help.

Mostly to sooth the concerns he must have.

"Unfortunately, that’s my estate’s current situation. It’s still surprising though how things got this bad in only over a year....."

"maybe it was because that fool ran off.....or maybe i am simply bad at this..." Faerwyn spoke, smiling bitterly, as she turned to Ben before quickly adding....

"But don’t you worry. This doesn’t mean I won’t be able to give you the comfort and care you need.... I promise." She said softly to Ben, her right hand reaching and gently caressing his cheek.

Ignoring everything else the mistress had mentioned or what she was doing, Ben had only one question running through his head....so with suspicion written all over his face...he asked her....

"Pray tell, my lady... who handles the finances of your estate and duchy?"

Faerwyn paused her action and responded as a matter of fact....

"Dongwhisper, of course."