Grand Lust Sovereign

In the quiet calmness of the wilderness, Julien stood behind Jackie as she took support of a tree and stuck her butt out.

Her pants were down. Julien's were too.

He felt resistance as he tried to enter her, and it was what he craved.

Pushing against the narrow passage, the warmth enveloped the tip of his shaft.

Jackie's heart began beating faster and she closed her eyes to focus on not moaning. As she was tense, Julien had trouble going in.

He rubbed more lube on his shaft and in a minute, finally felt her tight anal walls wrapped around it.

Jackie suppressed a moan and tried not to feel good.

As Julien was fully within her, he placed his palms on her small tits and cupped the softness.

"Are you turned on?" He asked as he slowly moved his hips to slide his shaft out.

"N-no…" Jackie replied with a heated breath.

"Good. I hope it continues to be that way." Julien said sarcastically and started hammering his meat nail.

Jackie's legs were noodles at this point as she did her best to not enjoy it. She could barely hold onto the tree and stand properly.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

Jackie's tender butt jiggled with every slap of Julien's body. Her insides proudly stretched in invitation as Julien's shaft made its way deep.

This felt too forbidden, and this was what made the two extremely horny.

"Jackie, really, I doubt your taste more… and more…" Julien said with a grunt.

"Haah… Master… same…"

The feeling was mutual.

"I think… I think I know why you're unable to score…"

Julien held Jackie's shoulders and pounded her faster.

"W-w-why…" Jackie stuck her butt out more while arching her back as she asked.

Julien wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her towards him in a choke. He bit on her earlobe and replied in a whisper, "It's probably because you're too submissive. Women like dominant men. You look too soft."

"I-I see…" Jackie was more concerned about not moaning than this. She closed her eyes and did her best.

A minute of intense pounding later.

"Last and final test." Julien said and thrust it deep.

Jackie could feel it getting bigger and felt worried. With an eye opened, she said, "M-m-master… don't c-cum in—nghhh~!"

Jackie's anal muscles spasmed and squeezed every drop out of Julien's shaft.

Outside, she was against him cumming within her, but inside, her body said something else.

Jackie's legs gave away and she couldn't stand still. Julien hugged her and kept her from falling.

He then made her stand properly and put her pants back up, doing the same for himself.

Placing Jackie's hand over his shoulder and carrying her like an injured person, Julien said, "You did well, soldier."

Jackie's head was on another high. She couldn't properly make out what was being said.

"You are, finally, my dude, certified, not-gay. Congratulations." Julien said with a hint of pride.

Jackie was brought back to the real world with this statement.

Her expression twisted and she looked at Julien hatefully.

"Master, you are a pervert. A complete pervert."

[Ding!]

[+3 Favorability]

Julien chuckled at this. She said something but felt something else. What a surprise.

"I'm not a pervert. I did it for your own good. Anyway, since we know you aren't into boys, we can do this again."

"What?" Jackie stopped in her tracks and turned to Julien.

Julien looked at her with visible confusion, as if he couldn't understand her reaction. "What do you mean what?"

"What do YOU mean by doing it again?" Jackie asked back with furrowed brows.

"Oh, that. Well, isn't it logical? You and I both aren't into men. So if we do it again once or twice, it wouldn't really count as having sex. Since, you know…"

Jackie's mouth was agape. She was far too speechless to say anything to beat such a logic.

"Oh well, we should hurry. Amelia must be waiting." Julien said and dragged Jackie away.

He was getting another step closer to becoming a master bullshitter and scammer.

He felt a bit sad for Jackie though. This poor tomboy— no, Jackie was a bit too submissive to be a tomboy.

This poor femboy— no, Jackie wasn't a boy to actually act as a female.

'Ah well, let's just say that it doesn't matter if it's Jackie. It's not gay if it's Jackie. Yes. Yes. That works well..'

Julien gaslighted himself.

To confuse the enemy, one must confuse themselves. Such was the motto he believed in.

In any case, Julien felt a bit sad for Jackie. This poor lass of his couldn't catch a break from his shenanigans. She also wasn't able to cum to her heart's content or moan.

Julien had to ensure his cute butler was satisfied in future or he might end up stabbing him in his sleep.

'Ahem. That probably won't happen. Jackie's Favorability is now over 90.'

Jackie was going to be loyal for life unless Julien did some absolutely down horrendous shit to her.

'Speaking of this… her name's Jacqueline. I've been calling her Jackie so much that calling her Jacqueline feels odd.'

Thinking about useless things, Julien brought Jackie to the camp again.

Amelia could feel their movements and asked, "Why are you walking funny, Jackie?"

Jackie's face heated up.

Julien coughed from the side and said, "My boy fell on his way here. Don't worry, I treated him so his ankle's fine now."

"I see. Please take care." Amelia wished well.

"Thank you." Jackie replied and sat down on a log by the campfire.

The moment she did so, she felt the slimy liquids slosh inside her, making her ticklish and shiver.

Jackie's eyebrows twitched but she stayed quiet.

Julien had some late night floral tea with the two and conversed about unnecessary matters.

Once their conversation was over, he went to his tent with Amelia, snuggling and cuddling with this holy lady until dozing off.

The next day.

Julien's carriage moved nonstop.

As night descended, they stopped by a small village that had a clear lake.

Julien went with Jackie and Amelia to wash himself, and as they passed by the woods, Julien heard some strange chopping sounds.

"Do you hear that?" Julien asked the two.

Chop. Chop.

"Yes. Someone's chopping wood." Amelia turned to a certain direction and answered.

"This late?" Jackie questioned

"I mean, it's modern times. And this is the Theocracy's territory so people perhaps might not be afraid of ghosts. What's stopping them from working late anyway?" Julien commented.

"That's true." Jackie nodded. "But there's a possible bandit attack that may happen."

"Bandits must be partying at this hour. And what would they find in such a puny village anyway?"

"That's true too." Jackie nodded.

Even though she knew her Master was a pervert, and spouted a lot of nonsense, at times such as these, he seemed quite capable and logical.

'His perverted nature is only in private, so that's a relief, I guess?' Jackie thought.

Julien and his party moved to the sound of wood chopping. They were careful so as to not alert the person and startle him.

Julien assumed it was a man because there were some things women did not do, one of them being chopping wood. And even if they did, it was definitely not something they would do at this hour of the day.

On top of a tall tree's branch hanging by the lake's shore, a slender figure sat. Her long ginger hair cascaded down and glowed under the serene moonlight.

She held an axe and kept hacking it at the tree's thick bark.

"…"

Julien was baffled by the scene.

'A woman's chopping wood at this hour of the day?'

It was indeed a woman.

'Now I look like a misogynist prick. Wow.' Julien was not beating the allegations anytime soon.

Continuing to watch, Julien, Jackie, and Amelia found the woman to be working hard.

Julien tried to have a closer look at the woman's face, and doing so led to him stepping on a crispy twig.

The woman on the tree was startled and her grip on her axe loosened.

"Oh no, my axe!" She cried out as her axe flew away.

Splash!

The axe fell into the water.

"…" Julien was once again speechless.

'That's it? That's all it took for the woman to be startled?'

'Lady, if you are this scared, why are you chopping wood this late in the night!?'

The pitiful woman descended down from the tree.

She turned to the lake and sadly looked at it.

"My axe… my precious axe… how will I make a living without it? How will I feed my children now?" The woman sobbed.

"…" Julien had no words to say about this.

Did he just strip off a hardworking lady from the only tool she possessed to make money? What sort of monster had he become?

Jackie and Amelia both gave disappointed looks to Julien.

"Poor lady…" Jackie whispered.

"Hey! Hey! It's not my fault!" Julien hissed.

Gurgle. Gurgle.

Strange sounds were heard from the water and distracted Julien.

As he turned to the source, he soon found the lake to be glowing.

It had the same glow as the moonlight.

The ginger-haired woman's face was clearly visible due to the illumination.

Soon, from the waters, a trident appeared.

Holding the trident was a rough-looking man with wet hair that made him seem like a drenched raccoon.

He held a golden axe in his hand.

"Iyaaaa—!" The woman shrieked in fear as she watched the man.

The man with a calm demeanor flipped his wet hair behind.

He looked at the woman and said, "I… am the deity of this lake. Speak, woman, is this your axe?"

"…" Julien was utterly speechless again.

'What in the actual fuck is happening!?!!'

'Are you for real?!'

'The woodcutter story!?!'