Ariel, holding a notebook in one hand, pointed to Rosé’s mouth and the ball with his other hand.

‘This crazy cross-dressing pervert…’

As soon as I get back to Bistiman, I’m going to report you to the papers with the headline, ‘The First Princess Turns Out to Be a P*nis-Wearing Cross-Dresser!’

But for now, it was more important not to get fired. Rosé sighed and took the ball into her mouth.

Ariel clapped from a distance. His eyes dripped with honey, seeming to think of her as a beloved pet cat.

[Well done, Rosé.]

Ariel praised Rosé, who spat the ball on the ground. Rosé frowned for a moment and took off her messy bonnet as she crawled.

When her hat, which had provided shade, disappeared, her chest became even more noticeable. Gavin’s bloodshot eyes remained fixed on Rosé’s sweaty neck and chest.

Ariel also pretended to pat Rosé’s head while openly admiring her deep cleavage. Truly an admirable pet. A pet cat that purrs and shakes its br*asts, claiming to be loved by its owner…

[Now it’s Gavin’s turn.]

Ariel took out the cherries from the basket. Rosé’s eyes trembled as she watched him. What embarrassing task is he going to give to a knight?

But her concern for Gavin turned into a boomerang that came back to her.

“Your Highness? What are you… Ah!”

The cherry was placed in her cleavage. Ariel pushed away Rosé’s hand and pushed the cherry all the way and deep into her cleavage.

She tried belatedly to take out the cherry, but due to the tight dress squeezing her chest, she failed repeatedly. Ariel showed the notebook to Gavin, leaving Rosé in a state of frustration.

‘A great hunting dog always takes out cherries. Go ahead, Gavin.’

After glimpsing at the contents of the notebook, Rosé looked at Gavin with disbelief.

He had been sweating and breathing heavily since earlier. His large chest, exposed to the sun, rose and fell rapidly.

“Sir… Sir Knight…?”

Gavin walked towards Rosé, who was slowly backing away. Breathing heavily in a frightening manner, he finally grabbed Rosé’s shoulders tightly.

“Sir Knight, huh!”

Gavin’s sharp nose instantly dug into her cleavage. Sniffing like he was searching for cherries, Gavin smelled the scent of sweat.

Rosé sent a pleading look to Ariel for help, but she just sat next to the basket, watching the two of them. Rosé couldn’t stop Gavin from rushing towards her.

“Sir Knight, we’re outside. Why are you doing this, ah!”

She felt a soft tongue pass by; he was licking her cleavage. The swollen chest, unintentionally inflated by wearing the dress, was being caressed by his tongue. He didn’t do it to find cherries. It was nothing more than the base desire of a male.

“Sir Knight, it’s not there. Please… Ahh!”

Gavin, who was riding on Rosé’s body, finally pulled down her neckline. It was tightly wrapped with a ribbon, so he could only pull it down a little bit, but it was enough to expose her n*pples that had been trapped inside.

Gavin hungrily sucked on the slightly protruding bumps, like a beast that had been starving for days. The scent of sweat and light cherry filled the air. If he bit into them with his fangs, juice would surely burst out.

“I found it, Your Highness. The cherries…are here.”

“Ah, no…That’s…Ah!”

Gavin crossed his arms over the railing and held one of the trembling cherry tips in his mouth. The small bump had become plump, indicating that it had ripened.

He sharpened the tip of his tongue and licked her soft body thoroughly. When he clawed at it to smooth out the wrinkles, her n*pples stiffened like a freshly picked cherry.

He pulled out the cherry on the other side in the same way and tormented it with his tongue. To make it ripen as much as Her Highness desired, he had to suck it so much that it would almost break.

“Sir Knight, ah! If you do that…Uh…I’ll be exposed…”

Despite her frightened voice, Rosé’s legs were spreading wider and wider. The damp smell of her exposed panties vibrated in the air.

She couldn’t control her moaning. Her n*pples were tingling. She wanted to stay like this forever. Rosé swept away Gavin’s hard back with her small hand, craving for something.

“Ah!”

“This is my first time tasting cherries that are this ripe. They’re full of juice and delicious.”

As Rosé weakened, Gavin took advantage of the opportunity to tear her dress apart with force. The underskirt that tightly hugged her chest was exposed through the torn cloth.

Rosé stared blankly at Gavin, who was tearing off her straps one by one. The handsome man with a thick jawline had completely lost his sanity.

“Ah, my cherry…”

Finally, her br*ast was released from the restraint and bounced out. His large hand grabbed the lump of milk as if he were going to crush it.

Haa…, Gavin let out a breath of anticipation. Although he had squeezed his fiancée’s br*asts a few times before, it had never felt this exhilarating. But this was different. Just touching hers sent shivers down his spine.

Rosé’s large br*asts swayed back and forth in Gavin’s hands. The cherry that had been hidden in her cleavage suddenly burst with juice. It was a pretty red color, just like the color of her n*pples.

“Ah, please… Sir Knight…!”

“Quiet. The Princess granted you to me. Today, you are mine.”

Gavin chuckled. He didn’t think that fully exposing her br*asts and teasing her body was anything other than a display of dominance. Even if she resisted, would there be anyone who could tolerate it?

He slapped her large br*asts firmly. Pale marks were left on her smooth skin as her voluptuous br*asts jiggled in all directions.

Gavin swallowed the br*asts that he had been teasing for a while back into his mouth. As he nibbled on the n*pple, the plump flesh of the ar*ola came along. He swallowed it as much as he could, sucking with force.

“Sir Knight, no… Ahh!”

The br*ast was squeezed so tightly that it was painful. The force was so strong that it felt like it would break. But she couldn’t push him away. She enjoyed being tormented on her n*pples.

Meanwhile, Ariel smirked as she looked at Rosé’s torn panties. It was time to move on to the next training session.

[I think we found all the cherries.]

Ariel poked Gavin and showed him a piece of paper, pointing at his bulging pants.

[Now it’s time for potty training. Let’s fix the habit of indiscriminately using any place as a toilet.]

‘Potty training…?’

With a chilling content in the notebook, Rosé belatedly regained her senses and pulled her dress up to cover her chest. But it was futile. Gavin approached again and forcefully pulled down her dress.

“Sir Knight, no… Hah!”

“Have you not seen the princess’s command? You must undergo potty training.”

Her dress was thrown onto the grass. Rosé tried to cover her chest and modesty, but Gavin slapped her hand away with the back of his hand, making it useless.

“Ah! Sit on my lap. Quickly.”

Gavin sat Rosé forcefully on his lap. When her legs spread apart, her trembling v*gina was exposed. Ariel stared at the moist hole with apparent interest and wrote something in her notebook.

[Secure her thighs properly. Make sure she can’t struggle.]

“Yes, Your Highness.”

After receiving the command, Gavin firmly held Rosé’s thighs. Between her widely spread legs, a beautiful hole, perfect for inserting a p*nis was revealed.

Ariel looked at the sobbing Rosé with a loving gaze, like she was a cat he raised affectionately. But what he had prepared for her was not a sweet treat.

[From now on, Rosé, we will practice holding in your urine. You have to keep your v*gina tight until I give you permission to pee, understand?]

Ariel was holding a glass bottle filled with water. The opening was narrow like a teapot spout.

Rosé blinked her eyes, confused. Ariel gently stroked Rosé’s cheek and inserted the neck of the bottle into her v*ginal entrance.

“Hmph…!”

“I think you can tilt it now.”

At Gavin’s words, Ariel slightly tilted the bottle. As a result, the water contained in the glass bottle flowed into her v*ginal hole.

Rosé bit her lips tightly. As the water that had filled the bottle emptied inside her, her lower abdomen became bloated.

She felt her bladder being squeezed. It felt as if there was a large p*nis blocking the way inside the water.

Finally, Ariel carefully pulled the spout of the bottle out of the hole. Aside from a small trickle of water, it was still holding. Her hole was sealing off the water.

[You ate the d*ck well, it will definitely swell nicely. Gavin, please touch Rosé’s n*pple. It’s pitiful to see her making an effort.]

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“No, don’t. If you touch my n*pple now… Ahhng!”

His rough hands twisted and turned the swollen mound of flesh beneath him. She wanted to tighten her v*gina, but she also wanted to release the water. Every time her n*pple was flicked, her b*ttocks twitched. It felt as though the water would spurt out.

“Don’t… Ah… if you touch… Ahh!”

At that moment, Gavin pulled her trembling lips into a kiss. His long tongue delved into the gap between her lips. Each time the hot saliva rushed in with his tongue, Rosé’s jaw quivered.

“Ah… Ahh…”

“Squeeze your p*ssy tighter.”

Breathing heavily like a beast, Gavin greedily sucked on Rosé’s lips. There was no area on her chin, jaw, or mouth that wasn’t stained with his saliva. After teasing the woman with his saliva-scented breath, Gavin twisted her n*pple forcefully.

“Ahh… Ahh!”

“Ah… I wonder how I never knew such a delicious b*tch like you existed until now.”

If I had known, I would have f*cked her like a beast every day. Gavin chewed on Rosé’s lower lip while cursing himself. Her swollen lips felt like they were damaged flesh from his intense f*cking.

While the two were engaged in a vulgar kiss, Ariel slipped in between Rosé’s legs.

A swollen nub was visible inside the trembling, tightly closed hole. It was pitiful how engorged it was. How much it must have wanted to be teased and pinched until the flesh was mashed.

Ariel coated his fingers in saliva and rubbed her cl*t gently. She wiggled her hips in approval of the idea of making out with another man. Her juices stretched out like threads.

Just by smelling the humid scent, it was clear that she wanted to be squeezed. She was a woman who wagged her tail, indicating that she wanted to be handled roughly. He got excited at the thought of how far he could take her.

“Hmmh… huh… hah… aahng!”

Her nub was sucked into Ariel’s mouth. His vulgar tongue meticulously cleaned even the wrinkles of Rosé’s v*lva.

Even when she tightly squeezed, her hole kept gaping open. Water leaked out. As her cl*max approached, the tip of Rosé’s toes twitched.

“Ple… please… I, I want to c*m… sob… please make me c*m… huh… ugh…!”