Unaware of her inner turmoil, the knights kindly escorted her into the warm interior of the annex. Once inside, she instinctively reached out and stopped them. 

“Um, excuse me…!” 

“Yes, Your Highness?” 

“Did you call for us?” 

At her hesitant words, all 15 knights stopped in unison, their eyes fixed on her like a pack of well-trained hounds. Their attention was on her alone, their postures balanced and attentive. 

Her lips parted slightly as if to speak, but the weight of their collective gaze made her hesitate. Her face flushed and she lowered her head, trying to hide her embarrassment. Then she murmured in a low voice, 

“…can you show me that thing from yesterday again?” 

A heavy silence fell over the room, the atmosphere thick with tension. Feeling the awkwardness growing, Anelope panicked and quickly tried to explain herself. 

“The thing is, I still can’t do it properly on my own!” 

Her face felt like it was going to explode with embarrassment. Red as a tomato, Anelope stumbled over her words, babbling incoherently.

“I don’t know how! And you all… you know more about it than I do! About this sort of thing! So I need you, and that’s why…” 

Her words tumbled out in a chaotic mess that made her want to disappear into the nearest hole. Unable to bear the humiliation, she jumped onto an unfamiliar bed and pulled the blanket over her head, covering herself completely. 

“I’m so embarrassed…”

The knights exchanged uncertain glances, their unease palpable. Finally, one of them spoke hesitantly. 

“U-uh… Your Highness, are you all right?” 

“I don’t know. I’m not all right.”

She murmured in response, her voice muffled by the blanket. 

The knights hesitated, unsure of what to do. One by one, they cautiously approached the princess, who remained hidden under the blanket. 

As they approached, she muttered something, her voice barely audible. 

“…I’m not forcing you or anything.”

Anelope muttered under the blanket, oblivious to the knights cautiously approaching. 

“If you don’t want to, I can’t force you against your will…” 

Her words startled the knights and they reacted quickly. 

“Don’t want to? Your Highness, how could we ever refuse your request just because we don’t want to?” 

One of the knights gently pulled the blanket away from her, revealing Anelope’s face, her cheeks puffed out in a pout. 

“We were just wondering if it was appropriate for mere commoners like us to touch Your Highness’s body in such a way.”

“It doesn’t matter!”

‘You are all exactly my type!’

Her inner thoughts blared loudly in her mind, though she kept them to herself, her face growing redder with each passing moment. 

— 

Anelope’s request led to a scene strikingly similar to the previous day. The main differences were that Anelope was now completely n*ked and there were more hands exploring her body than before.

“Hnn…”

“Did you practice alone last night like we taught you?”

One of the knights teased her with a mischievous tone. 

Forgetting her embarrassment, Anelope nodded shyly. At her response, another knight chuckled and said warmly.

“Well done.” 

“Did your delicate, beautiful hands caress your flushed, tender flesh until you fell asleep?”

Another knight murmured, kissing her fingers lightly as he spoke.

It was clear that the knights were more forward than the day before, though that was exactly what Anelope wanted.

Flustered by their teasing words, she instinctively tried to hide her blushing face. But the knights, clearly amused, just smiled as they gently spread her legs further, exposing her to their touch. 

As her folds parted, her small, blushing cl*t was revealed to the knights. The way it twitched in response to the cold air brushing against it was almost too provocative. Between her pale, delicate form and the intimate sight before them, the knights couldn’t help but swallow hard. 

But they quickly remembered that this was their princess, their royal mistress, and they fought with sheer willpower to keep their growing desires at bay. 

The smooth entrance, dripping with excitement, and the cl*t standing proudly, begging to be touched, were all too tempting for men in their prime. 

“P-please touch me there… quickly.”

Anelope begged, her voice trembling with need. 

But instead of giving her what she wanted, the knight’s hands roamed over her waist, thighs and br*asts, avoiding the place she desperately wanted to be touched. 

Sensing that something was wrong, Anelope gasped, her voice tinged with frustration as she asked.

“Hnn… why don’t you… touch me… where you did yesterday?” 

Their hands continued to explore her bare skin, caressing areas that had always felt ordinary but now seemed electrified by their touch, responding as if they had become new *rogenous zones. She shivered under their fingertips, the teasing sensations heightening her sensitivity and making her crave more. 

Anelope’s *rousal had reached its peak, her fluids soaking the sheets beneath her. Her desperate voice drew a response from the knights.

“Perhaps tonight, Your Highness, you could try touching yourself.”

“You learned yesterday, so I’m sure you can do it well.” 

One of the knights holding her carefully guided her wrist, leading her hand towards her own intimacy. The idea of touching herself in front of so many knights made Anelope nervous and she hesitated, unsure of what to do.

“We taught you the basics yesterday, didn’t we? Consider this a review session and give it a try.”

“Yes, Your Highness. We’ll be watching and correcting you if you make any mistakes.”

The logic of their words seemed convincing enough, and Anelope found herself looking around nervously for their approval. 

“Show us, Your Highness, as you did alone last night.”

Her breath caught at the intimate tone, and with a flushed face, Anelope finally gave in. Slowly, her hand moved down, and in front of her attentive knights, she began to explore her own body, her fingers trembling as they brushed over her smooth folds. 

The knights continued to caress her body, their hands roaming to further *rouse her. One ran his fingers up her thigh, another slid his hand along her waist, while another teasingly kneaded the area near her br*asts.

As Anelope began to move her hand, their eyes all fell on her most intimate area. Her delicate fingers began to rub her flushed, tender flesh, just as they had shown her the day before.

“Hnn… ahh…” 

Soft moans escaped her lips as she diligently circled her cl*t, her small fingers tracing gentle, rhythmic motions. The sight of her tender flesh squeezing and shifting under her touch was deeply provocative.

The knight holding her leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Good. You’re doing well.”

Despite the praise, Anelope’s face burned red and she closed her eyes tightly. The thought of so many men watching her touch herself was far more humiliating than she had expected.

Her hand trembled slightly as she moved lower, letting her fingers slide to her entrance. She collected the smooth *rousal that pooled there, coating her fingertips with the fluid before returning to her cl*t.The slippery sensation added a new dimension to her touch, intensifying the pleasure as she continued to rub herself in slow, deliberate circles. 

“Hnn… hah…” 

Anelope’s head tilted back as her breathing became heavier and more erratic. The knights, sensing her approaching climax, intensified their touches, their hands moving with greater urgency over her trembling body.

Under the combined caresses of so many hands, Anelope cl*maxed once more, her body convulsing as pleasure consumed her. Her inner thighs trembled and she gasped for air like a helpless kitten, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Hahh… hnn…” 

But strangely, the usual relief that followed her release didn’t come. Instead, her excitement only seemed to grow, her body burning hotter than before. 

“Something… feels strange…”

She murmured, her voice laced with confusion and frustration as she caught her breath. 

Her entrance twitched incessantly, as if begging for something more, presenting itself in a way that was shamelessly enticing. The knights couldn’t help but notice how her body seemed to crave more attention.