213 “(Quick Travel) Meat Eating Journey” Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Western Palace‧Prostitution Chief Guard (5)

Margery had the habit of getting up early to take a bath. When Arthur came into the bedroom to serve her, she had already gone to the bathroom to take a shower.Looking at the tulle dress casually thrown beside the bed, Arthur’s eyes wandered guiltily.

Last night, in this very place, he kissed His Highness’s calf and committed suicide.The sprayed semen dropped to the ground. Although it had been cleaned up, if you look carefully, you can still see some dried white turbidity on the long cashmere hair.But the clothes His Highness had taken off were just there. By some strange coincidence, the man picked up the long skirt that still smelled like a girl’s body. He should have put it in the basket and waited for the maid to pick it up, but instead he secretly took it to his room.

After doing this, Arthur seemed restless all day.It was the time of the autumn harvest, and the tax money collected at each level was transported to the royal capital. The nobles also left the territory with the convoy to participate in the annual autumn hunt.

Margaery has been handling state affairs since she was fourteen years old, and she knew that these days would be the most lively in the palace and the most accident-prone.As the captain of the guard responsible for the security of the palace, Arthur has extremely important responsibilities.But when she and Anthony were discussing the defense of the palace before the autumn hunt, she found that the man was distracted.

“Arthur,” the girl’s cold voice woke the man up. He raised his head subconsciously and dropped a bone china teacup with a bang, “You don’t know how to be a captain of the guard? Then get out of here!”

“Your Highness…” Arthur muttered. The panic and shame that flashed across his face at that moment made Anthony, the bystander, feel unbearable. He immediately lowered his head and replied in a low voice and respectfully, “Yes, I humbly excuse myself.”

Why would His Highness be so hurtful? Just as Anthony was about to comfort him, the girl sitting at the table added coldly: “Let Alan come in.”

Allen is the deputy captain of the guard team. Hearing these words, Arthur suddenly shrank, and the sadness in his eyes became heavier, but he still retreated quietly. After a moment, Allen pushed the door open and entered.

“I wonder why Your Highness summons you?” Compared to Arthur, who was always submissive in front of Margaery, Allen’s posture seemed more comfortable.

“I’ll leave the palace’s defense work to you,” the girl said lightly. She wiped away all the power from Arthur with one sentence. “Report directly to Anthony, no need to go through Arthur.”

Allen was obviously surprised: “I dare to ask, did Captain Arthur make any mistake?”

“I’m afraid his ability is not enough.”

Her Royal Highness obviously didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so Allen had no choice but to retreat. After that, Anthony hesitated several times and remained silent under the girl’s cold gaze.After Anthony withdrew and she was the only one left in the room, she leaned back in the chair and exhaled heavily.

She lost her temper with him again. Ever since she was a child, whenever Margaery had something unpleasant, her outlet was to find any excuse to get angry at Arthur.And Arthur always accepts it obediently, without making excuses or asking why.

Her slender fingers unconsciously grasped the quill on the table, wanting to take back what she had just said, but her pride as a princess prevented her from doing so.I wasn’t entirely making trouble just now, the girl told herself.Arthur did something wrong by being absent-minded while working, and it happened to be when Margaery received a letter from her father, urging her to decide on a candidate for marriage.

She is already seventeen years old, and her father has long wanted to abdicate. He has always hoped that his daughter would get married as soon as possible and inherit the throne.And Margery kept making excuses to delay. She knew who she wanted to marry, but she also knew that there was no way she could marry Arthur.

In this era of strict distinction between noble and humble, it was impossible for a princess to marry a commoner, let alone Arthur, who was born as a slave.The only way is for Arthur to obtain military honors, and then find a way to persuade his father to grant him a medal and make him a noble.Even if it’s just a little baron, the two of them at least have hope of being together.

After confirming her feelings for Arthur, Margery slowly planned.Let him be his bodyguard first, and then promote him to the captain of the bodyguard.Arthur has always worked hard and never failed to live up to Her Royal Highness the Princess’s expectations of him.

But his starting point was too low, and Margery didn’t have that much time to wait for him.

I don’t know how long I was in a daze, but there was a gentle knock on the door.Arthur walked in with a fragrant black tea. When he learned that he had been sidelined by his deputy, he did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he gently placed the saucer on the table as usual and said softly: “Your Highness, please don’t be too tired.”

I don’t know why, but the anger that had subsided surged up again.She had known for a long time that her dog would never show any rebellious mood.But even once, she wished Arthur could express his thoughts, even if he wanted to resist her.

“Kneel down.” The girl said coldly.

Arthur knelt down without hesitation. The more respectful he was, the more Margaery wanted to humiliate him.”Climb over here,” the proud princess said expressionlessly, “you know what I need you to do, Arthur.”

“Yes.” Arthur’s voice was a little hoarse. He knelt at the girl’s feet, lifted up his skirt, and stuck his head under the skirt as usual.

The big tongue swept over the tender petals, and soon, the sound of licking and sucking echoed in the room.The man’s oral and tongue service was as gentle and meticulous as ever, and his thick short hair rubbed against the roots of his legs from time to time. The fleeting tickle made the honey in the flower heart flow faster.

So sweet, so fragrant… Arthur devoted himself wholeheartedly to this lustful service. What Margery thought was humiliation was actually the most addictive comfort to him.His tongue was inserted into the pussy and he wanted to lick every inch of the pussy and drink up every drop of wetness in the wet pussy.Just when he couldn’t help but gasp, Margaery suddenly asked: “What were you thinking about when you were in a daze just now?”

What are you thinking?He was thinking about the long skirt that he secretly took back. The thin gauze material once clung to His Highness’s body. He took a deep breath and could still smell His Highness’s fragrance.What if…he used that long skirt to wrap his penis and masturbate…thinking like that, his lower body immediately became hard.

This was the reason why he was distracted. When questioned, he could never answer His Highness like this.No, he couldn’t lie to His Highness, but he couldn’t tell the truth either.The man under the skirt didn’t answer for a long time. Margery was about to urge him when her waist felt hot and she felt a pair of big hands covering her belly.

More intense licking began. One hand went down along the groin, pressing the girl’s buttocks and rubbing them. Another hand moved around her waist, and his slender fingers even reached into her belly button to pick at it.”Hmm, um…ah…” Margaery couldn’t help moaning. Arthur had never played with other parts of her body while giving her a blowjob. Could it be that he didn’t want to answer that question?She tried her best to keep thinking clearly, but soon she was distracted by the pleasure.

This body was already sensitive, and the honey flowed out in waves. After taking the little flower bead in her tongue and sucking hard, the girl let out a long moan and poured all the vaginal semen into Arthur’s mouth.

“Okay,” she commanded breathlessly, and Arthur withdrew from the crowd. The man’s crotch was still raised high, and the light in his eyes flashed. Margaery suddenly said, “Take off your pants.”

Arthur raised his head suddenly: “Your Highness…how can the body of a despicable person defile your eyes?”

“I told you to take off your pants,” the girl’s voice became colder, “Do you need me to say it again?”

“Yes…” With trembling fingers, Arthur still didn’t resist and unbuttoned his pants one by one.From the exposed thick black pubic hair, a giant object that was almost purple in swelling jumped out almost impatiently.Arthur’s head dropped lower, His Highness was looking at his cock… Your Highness was looking at his cock…

This was a scene that had occurred in his delusions. Arthur still remembered that after he had this erotic dream, when he woke up, the sheets were all wet.At this moment, the fantasy came true.At that time, the shame that almost overwhelmed him hit him again. He was such a humble person, his dirty and lowly body…

But he soon learned that something even more driving him to the verge of madness was yet to come.The girl kicked off her shoes, stretched out her shiny feet, and under Arthur’s disbelieving gaze, landed on his bloodshot and swollen glans, and started rubbing it gently.