Chapter 37: Overriding Will

Lily gasped as she felt the prince grab her right breast, at the same moment she felt him slam himself in as deep as he could. She moaned and writhed as she felt his searing hot rod hit her deepest parts. Her mind was a haze of lust and pleasure thanks to the potion that both her and the prince had taken.

Lily has very quickly become the prince’s favorite night time companion. She was spending pretty much every night with the prince between her legs. At this moment it was their third round for that night and Lily could hear the wet sound of the prince’s body slapping her seed covered nethers. Lily didn’t mind the potion because it certainly made her life easier, she barely had to do any acting during their nightly sessions. The potion made them both extremely lustful and also filled with stamina allowing them to go for longer than they normally could. The specific version of the potion they were using was also the more expensive variant used by royals that prevented pregnancies so the prince could finish however he wanted. Afterall bastard children were just potential usurpers to the throne.

The potion was certainly useful for Lily since she didn’t need to pretend to actually enjoy sleeping with the prince. With the potion she would actually enjoy it so in a way her nighttime sessions were a good way to destress from having to maintain her cover.

Lily was struggling to contain her release when she heard the prince groan as she felt his member twitch inside her. Lily released the floodgates when she felt him pour even more of his seed into her. She felt a wave of pleasure coursing up her spine as she screamed into the night. Her toes curled as her back arched, her body convulsing from the strength of her release. She felt her walls close around his member as if she was trying to milk him dry.

After that the prince extracted himself with a satisfied sigh and layed down next to her. Lily cuddled up next to him and she felt him pull her head towards him for a kiss. Lily closed her eyes and their tongues danced in a deep passionate kiss. Lily then curled up onto his chest making sure to press her voluptuous breasts against his side. The two of them bodies slick with sweat basked in the afterglow and as Lily felt the lustful haze in her mind start to clear her mind returned to the next part of the plan.

Lily had been spending most of her nights with the prince, emphasis most of the nights. Pretty much every night is not every night. Lily was as of last night sleeping with two partners. The second partner took a lot more work for her to make him invite her into his bed or perhaps take her to his bed...

It was a lot of slow methodical temptation, since her other target was much more strong willed.

She lost count of the amount of times she had to bow low enough to give him a clear view of her cleavage, hug a tray hard enough her breasts threatened to pop out of her maid dress and bend over to do something with her rear in the air with her dress that was a size too small for her long legs and voluptuous rear.

Her beloved princess told her men could potentially turn to sex when they were stressed. So who would be more stressed than the king with a monster on the loose and his imprisoned daughter supposedly teaming up with it.

Lady Sarana has been strategically assigning her as the King’s maid every time there was a particularly stressful day. Sarana had also been spiking his wine with a mild aphrodisiac, the queen for her part was in no mood for a nightly tussle in the sheets. The queen was in fact distraught and barely eating, feeling immense regret for treating her daughter poorly enough that she would turn to a monster for help.

So you could say the queen wasn’t exactly in a mood for it…

It must have been hard being so stressed and sexually frustrated with nowhere to release it. This meant he was becoming rash, impulsive and very very emotional. Sarana told her it was working, the king was becoming more and more open to rash measures. He was even thinking of purging parts of his knight core despite her warnings of a potential ascendant Tralis in the north.

The plan was rather simple, the end goal was to destabilise the power of the royal family. So one of two things can happen with their efforts. One the king may just force himself on the queen and that would be a massive scandal since Sarana would be sure to leak news of this event and spin it out of proportion. Sarana did have all the maids in the castle under her thumb, the maids after all stood in every room serving the aristocracy. They see almost everything and they can spread rumours like wild fire with a little strategic whispering.

The king forcing himself on his own wife is the better result but quite unlikely. The king is many things but he is not weak willed enough to risk something like this. Afterall why would he attempt such a thing when there is a far better prize right in front of him? A prize that is always sticking her rear up in the air invitingly.

A prize that his own son was slowly falling in love with…

Yes the prince is falling in love with Lily, she could tell just by the way he holds her and the way he looks at her. Originally he just used her body for his own pleasure but over the weeks their sessions were getting more gentle and loving. Lily remembers their first session, he practically tore her undergarments off and shoved his rod all the way in immediately. But to be fair they had both already drank the potion and Lily only felt a shock of pleasure when he did so.

When the king forces himself on her, she would have the perfect thing to pit son against father. Love can drive people to extremes, Lily herself was living proof. She wholeheartedly used her body to serve her beloved princess.

But last night the King finally cracked when she bent over to pour him some tea. He didn’t react at first but as she stepped away she heard him ask her to lock the door. Lily did as she was bid and she was then instructed to stand in front of him.

The king walked behind her and she felt him tug on the laces on her back that held her dress in place. Lily pretended to yelp as she held her dress up. She internally rejoiced at the fruition of her dear princess’s plan. With this incident her dearest princess is one step closer to taking rightful place on the throne of Averlon.

Lily remembers as he roughly pulled the dress down. She yelped and covered her chest as she felt the dress fall to her ankles. Luckily for her it was fall and the temperature was rather chilly so she instinctively began to shiver from the cold but it would look like she was terrified.

She felt his hand roughly reach forward and grabbed her breasts.

“Be quiet…” the King growled huskily as he gave her breasts a squeeze.

Lily stiffened as she felt him grab the top of her simple white cloth bra and pulled them down. She felt the king bury his head in the side of her neck as he inhaled her scent and he pinched her nipples between his fingers.

They were in his study so there wasn’t exactly a bed available. So instead the king shoved her towards the desk and pushed her onto it. Lily found herself on her back as the king unbuckled his pants revealing his erect and throbbing member. Lily pretended to close her legs in fear but the King roughly pulled her legs apart and tore her panties off, ripping the fabric.

“Please, your grace…” Lily whimpered.

“Silence, if you scream no one will ever know what happened to you. My spymaster will see to that…” the King growled as he grabbed her hair.

Lily pretended to nod fearfully and he roughly released her head before positioning his member at her entrance.

In rough motion he was inside of her and Lily yelped as she felt the pain. Not surprising since he didn’t bother to do anything to get her ready for it, he was only interested in using her. Lily covered her mouth to stifle her voice as she felt him thrust into her roughly. He grunted like an animal as he used her, shoving his member as deep as he could with each thrust.

His grunts turned to pants and his pants turned to groans as he finally found his release. Lily felt him pull out and then the warm feeling of his release landing on her belly.

Thinking back on this incident Lily idly wondered if this is considered rape. She didn’t want to do it but she was willing to do it because that was what her princess wanted. Well what she wanted didn’t matter, all that mattered was what her dearest princess wanted.

In the back of her mind she was aware that what she was doing was immoral but all she could think about was her dearest princess. She knew that spell changed her but she didn’t mind. Looking back at who she was before that fateful day she was glad of who she was now. Before that she was lesser, a woman with no purpose. Now she knew exactly what she lived for and why she did what she did. It was almost liberating…

Her dearest Princess she will make this world better… without all this… horrible things…

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As I looked at the gathered queens I pondered a gnawing question in the back of my mind. We were about to move out after being here for almost a week but still that same question was gnawing at me for all this time. One of the dangers of any organisation is betrayal… so since these queens weren’t mindless drones, what exactly is stopping them from rebelling?

I know they can’t, it’s like this common sense thing in the back of my mind but the logical part of me still wanted to know what exactly was holding them in place.

“What is stopping you from rebelling?” I asked.

The queens all looked at each other in slight confusion as if I asked an absurd question.

“Why would we rebel, my king?” Nafas asked as she tilted her head slightly.

“Are you incapable of considering betrayal?” I asked.

“I do not understand the purpose of the question.” Nafas replied looking more confused.

“We are capable of understanding the concept of it but we have no reason to do so, nothing can be offered to us that can sway us, great one.” Nafas said in a tone that implied she was stating the obvious. It was the kind of tone that you would use when someone asked you what colour the sky is.

I have a feeling these queens have no idea how to even answer me…

Then I saw my new creation step forward, the queen of queens, prime queen… something, I haven’t come up with a name yet…

“Great creator, I believe I can answer your query.” she said gracefully.

Well she is the smartest of the bunch by a very wide margin. So I suppose it isn’t that surprising that she was the one that could answer.

“Go on.” I replied.

“We are not like you, great creator. We are but parts of a greater whole, the I is only a piece of the we. We cannot exist outside of the greater whole. Without an overriding will we are beasts, feral, lesser.

We are bound by your overriding will, you give us purpose, you give us direction. Without you we are reduced to feral instinct.” she said.

At those words I felt a wave of affirmation from every mind in the hive mind. So they simply cannot exist without me, or at least they can’t exist in the way they are now without me. My presence and control is a crucial component of their psyche.

“One day, if you so desire, we can be a mind the size of a continent. We are all bound to your great song. If your song is gone we will be lost to deafening silence, then only madness and solitude awaits us. To be separated from the whole is to lose a large portion of who we are. A fate worse than death.

Trust us, great creator. We are many and we are one, we are legion. We will not fail you.” She finished with a bow.

“So it’s safe to say you will give up anything for me?” I asked with a small smirk.

For you great one

Without question…

I heard a hundred thousand voices reply in unison in my mind. Now that I think about it… she is supposed to be the voice of the hive, like a secondary controller. So technically she is the hive or… the legion?

But Legion is a male name right? Hmm… What about Legia? Hmm Legia means read, I know this because of some of the memories I stole. But Legia doesn’t sound that nice… Legiana?

It’s kind of fitting, it has this royal feel to it and it sounds like the combination of Legion and Legia. She was the Hive and her job is to read the Hive, report to me and represent us.

“I think I have a name for you.” I said with a smile.

“Legiana, your name is Legiana.” I said.

“As you say, I am Legiana. ” Legion replied with a bow.

Then I heard her voice echo out into the hive mind.

I am Legiana, for we are many…