Livia backed away as her employer emptied her stomach on the precious red carpet. Drops of common cold sweat sprang from her forehead ; the regard of compassion the other was sending her was everything but reassuring. She did n't feel that dissimilar boilers suit though, grander, More bubbly maybe. They were both still alive, so she was at to the lowest degree sure it derived from a regal class, but for Pterocnemia pennata to receive such a genial seismic disturbance when seeing it despite having lived as a [ Sex worker ] her unanimous life ... What is that bad ?

The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few deeply intimation away from limpidity. She eyed the unchurch woman, making absolutely indisputable no apparent disgust appeared on her typeface, otherwise the poor thing would lose it. She knew Livia would break the minute she hear it, just like she herself had so long ago ; it had taken her nearly two decennium to fully take it. But this was different - it was too often to have a bun in the oven for a pathetic soul. Her life, their life history were in danger ; she had a job to do.

'' Livia, congratulations, you are a [ Princess ], or at to the lowest degree something close enough. ``

Rhea barely poker-faced her way.

'' What do you imply by close enough ? Rhea, tell me. How bad is it ? ``

Livia obviously did n't buy it. Rhea americana sighed, taking a moment to recollect, weighing the professional and bunco of revealing it to her. Her form was her own obligation to hold, and she would eventually learn about it, if not later ; how would she recognise what to practice otherwise ?

rhea approached Livia, grabbing her head and gently pressing it against hers. The moment was a lot more than intimate than it should have been, but it could n't be helped when it was between a [ Sex worker ] and ... whatever she was. Livia was deeply confused as her body 's reaction seemed equally split with two distinct but fuse emotions : on the one hand Rhea was a very attractive woman and she had to refrain from straight kissing her ; on the early hand, this niggardliness was an criminal offence to her personal sphere, and this Guildmistress, whatever her status was, ought to devote her royal stag somebody the respect, ascendence and solution she deserved.

'' Livia, honey, my dear. You know I am bound to avail you reach level 10, but more than that, I have made the personal hope to help citizenry in your situation survive. I am there to make out to you and cater any help, alright ? ``

'' dip it. ``

Rhea took a leaden breath, closing her heart to concentrate on delivering the Book with as close a dead-pan mental attitude as she could manage. The slightest trace of disgust or charade would irremediably betray the decrepit trust Livia had in her. And this class was just too nasty for God's saki, never in her life had she aligned all these cursed words in a single judgment of conviction !

'' Livia, you are a [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ] ''.

And it was Livia 's turn to barf her lunch on the poor carpet.

Despite the fleshy secretiveness punctuated by regurgitation tonal pattern, Rhea americana, mentally inclined for that reaction, immediately took the enterprisingness to retrieve what appeared to be a paper-sized artifact from her desk. It presented itself as a leather glove attached to a glass display via the fingers. She could n't defy explaining to divert Livia 's tending from the unfortunate reveal.

'' This device, called a glove-slate, delivers advanced explanation on one 's family. I 've had an [ Artefact engineer ] explain how it works to me, apparently it relies on the same phenomenon that happens when you shake men with someone to see their class. The glove reproduces the handshake while using precise sensing element to study more than just your figure and course of study. ``

Livia barely listened with one ear, still shell-shocked by the news that her life-time in this world would essentially be a sexual hell until she died. Who cared about nerdy clobber ? Rhea americana noticed her deficiency of involvement and changed the subject.

'' Did you know that year have tier ? Common classes are ones with no adjectives or optional de***********ors, like mine. They describe a particular job with no peculiarities, and are henceforth called tier 1. grade 2 division have one addition, for case from [ Engineer ] to [ Magical applied scientist ]. What makes these tier so of import is that there are fillip added for each summation to the passive voice skill linked to your main family, and that 's not all ! Each addition have their own passive accomplishment too, with a incentive added from the main class ! Do you see where I 'm getting at ? ``

Rhea americana 's eye shined for a few bit, passionate about these details, before she remembered who she was addressing these words to. Livia seemed lost by both her extended explanation, as well as her dot in that. What she supposed to be happy about being having ( Cross-Breeding ) and ( hussy ) attached to [ Princess ] ? The Guildmistress sighed but did not back down.

'' You will read when you see it. Try putting this glove-slate on, let 's have a deeper look at your class'details. It might not be as bad as the name suggests. ``

Livia took grasp of the artifact, suspiciously looking too modern considering what she had seen from the rest period of the metropolis. glove on, the device started humming gently, a risque hue scanning her helping hand before letters started appearing on the exhibit. She was thankful that she could at to the lowest degree read by her own middle ; it would have been utterly obscene to ask Rhea to voice what followed.

~ Livia Kenneth Bancroft Clark, [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess, 1 ]

( 0/10 points to next level )

[ Cross-Breeding ]

Allows to procreate with beasts and behemoth. Has a 1 % prospect of learning one of the breeder 's skill during pregnancy. A attainment can not be learned twice.

( Slut incentive ) : Ingesting beast or monster seed has a 1 % chance of increasing a statistic by one point every litre depending on the wildcat's strengths.

( Princess bonus ) : Both probability are increased to 100 %.

[ Slut ]

Radiates arousal and sexual pheromones. Great in bed, fantastic on the streets. Experience scale with the chagrin inflicted.

( Cross-Breeding bonus ) : Experience weighing machine with the lowness of the beast.

( Princess bonus ) : Experience graduated table with the phone number of people watching.

[ Princess ]

Radiates deference, authorisation and charisma. Increases the opportunity of making people bend to one 's own wishes.

( Slut incentive ) : No one can defy your sexual advances.

( Cross-Breeding bonus ) : No beast or monster can deny your sexual advances.

'' I think I need a drink. ``

'' I think I need a drink. ``

Both adult female declared so at the same time, a vexation within reach.

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'' What do you mean by 'experiment'nandu ? This is obscene ! ``

'' Come on, I know by experience that it 's not your first time. unresolved all-inclusive, Princess. ``

'' Shut up ! ``

Livia was in pure anger, kneeled in battlefront of a pants-less Robbert who sat comfortably in a chair. She herself was still wearing the princess wearing apparel and diadem, but it did not diminish her electric current humiliation.

'' Livia, my costly, we already went through this many multiplication, do no procrastinate. We need measurements to plan ahead, we need to know how practically experience you will earn for each of your actions. ``

Rhea explained with patience, feigning not being interested in watching the outcome while she continually signed papers. They had cleaned her office, the beautiful red carpet unfortunately replaced with another one while it was being restored.

'' But then why do I need to gas his cock ? Not someone else ? He raped me ! ``

'' well, do you require More multitude to know about your division at this stage ? Do not worry, I am cognisant of the culpability of these three cretin, and they will now percentage that responsibility by helping you. ``

Robbert was visibly annoyed. His custody were cuffed at the chair behind his rear, and his desire for the gorgeous female person kneeled in front of him was simply overwhelming, significantly more than it was in that moist street. Rhea had n't revealed her precise class, but to receive experience from her oral grace meant it had to be a really slutty one. And now he had to facilitate her level up ? What an pose batch !

'' Strictly speaking, all three will be executed if you do not get grade 10 in meter. This way we are all in the same boat. ``

Robbert stared at a winking rhea with horror.

'' Come on Bitch-Princess, will you get down already ? ``

Startled by his tone of voice of vocalism, Livia initiated her first voluntary intimate act by freeing his shaft delicately from the prison of his underpants.

'' I 'm not a squawk princess ''.

She protested, pouting while stroking him with care, as if she was manipulating an ancient artifact. Robbert, despite his farsighted experience in the field, had the hardest time of his life not surging right away, trying to enjoy the moment as much as possible.

'' Then what are you ? ``

Being handled by a misprint princess was a dream and even a kink of his ; she was lucky his bridge player were locked away. Livia considered his question and whispered with a low representative, red in shame.

'' A [ Slut-Princess ]. ``

Ropes of semen sprang from his dick, staining her beautiful dress as Robbert bellowed his soul into the scoop orgasm of his life. He had known from the second upon seeing her, naked in that cold street, that she was a instinctive at this. Her blate but agreeably surprised human face when his seed reached her brass, her tongue and undetermined mouth catching a few Mexican valium, her early handwriting hidden away under her dress, probably fingering herself. [ Slut-Princess ] really suited her.

'' A [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ] to be precise. ``

Robbert stared at nandu with repugnance for the sec time in a row, before looking back at the ashamed princess. His raw reaction should have been one of disgust, but upon imagining this beautiful woman disgraced by a animal, he realized he would n't consume a hard clock time spanking at it ; not at all.

'' Interesting. ``

'' What do you mean 'interesting'? ! ``

'' Alright, please arrest both of you. Livia, meter for the measuring, if you would please do so. ``

The concerned person put the glove-slate on, and was again presented with the statistics that would dictate her life from now on. She 'd had a long nighttime to think about it, or at least she was supposed to, but Pterocnemia pennata convinced her to wassail it away ; sentence heals all wounds, and this one was not a dewy-eyed one she could disgest in a day.

She had not accepted it yet : even now, with the presentation under her oculus, she was unconsciously skipping over the first one-third of her family de***********ion ; it was simply too very much, too cold. Pterocnemia pennata had noticed that and had tried to get her to let in it, earlier the better in her opinion, but Livia had her limit point. It was one thing to accept being a [ Sex proletarian ] or even a [ Slut-Princess ] ; but degrading oneself with a savage was something else altogether.

'' So, how many experience tip did you get ? ``

Livia was lost in her thoughts and promptly replied.

'' No modification, it 's still at 0. ``

'' Noted, thanks. That 's interest to know. If I have to guess, your class is harder to level-up due to its tier ; any other unwashed course of instruction would have gotten a few peak from that. Now do the Saami, but with your sassing. You have 5 arcminute. ``

Livia rolled her eye, but did not kvetch as she had to abide by the edict of her employer. Robbert already seemed ready for round two, decidedly enjoying being a guinea-pig as long as he received the princess'generous grace. She grabbed his tempered shaft again, frosted with male seed, and put a sexy candy kiss on his gland, looking at him in the heart as she stirred with her tongue.

That he could not grab her read/write head and strength himself deeper was thoroughgoing torture, though the experience was nonetheless one of pure joy. There was something deeply endearing at seeing this breath-taking [ Slut-Princess ], fully suited in a pink frock and a silver grey diadem, her eyes of a crystal blueing and her hair of a regal silver grey, going up and down his raunchy and low-class cock.

If the end of a man was to come through in the mixer hierarchy and obtain the comfortably mate to grow young, then having Livia, a princess, blowing him for his seeded player was by definition the pinnacle of success. This signified of central accomplishment was Robbert 's kryptonite as he vigorously ejaculated his life-force upon her ticklish royal tongue.

Livia retched at the revolting perceptiveness, grabbing a tissue on the side to evacuate the offending liquid.

'' Blech. Done. ``

'' Great. measuring rod please. ``

Annoyed by the lack of acknowledgment from the Guildmistress, who was making sure to appear neutral despite peeking here and there to love the spectacle, Livia nonchalantly enabled the device and translate it out.

'' Dammit, still 0. ``

'' Noted, thanks. On to the future experimentation. ``

Rhea put her pen down, grabbed a key from her desk and approached the bully from behind, surprised when his hands finally got their exemption back. Before returning to her desk she grabbed his shoulders, and put a osculation on the top of his head ; she whispered :

'' [ Vigorous nighttime ] ''

A warm spark, was then followed by a hearty wafture of quilt, propagating from top to bottom, where it slowly turned into a burning sexual desire near his genitals. Robbert now felt like he could expend hours 'experimenting'.

'' like matter please, but Robbert will now be in mastery. Have fun. ``

'' You have got to be - ''

Rhea sent a twinkling as Livia tried to kick, in vain as the horny stealer promptly played his role as he repeated what he had done in that damp skittle alley, this time to a kneeled and well-dressed [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]. No faking it this prison term, Livia did not rag trying to accommodate him and gagged all she could, trying to dissent the violent act, but Robbert was stronger, ploughing her pharynx with oomph.

nandu observed the exchange with pastime, the moral force now changed. She knew in advance what the result of that experiment would grant, yet she had to let Livia live through them for her to realize how the system worked. She had n't asked Livia about what had happened to her in the first few minute before their low encounter, as it would be counterproductive. They could not shift her stratum anymore, no head in rubbing salt in that wound.

She heard Robbert bellowing and turned in meter to admire the simple princess receiving a tasty serving of what would soon be her daily meal deep in her esophagus, her wind forcibly pressed against the thief's pubic hair's-breadth. She had long bout running down her cheeks, her eyes began rolling back from a lack of oxygen. He withdrew his diaphysis just in time, Livia one-half retching half deep-breathing ; she looked extremely raging, but her font full-of-the-moon of lethargy and rove hair was simply too arousing to take her seriously.

'' You bastard, did you have to be so vehement ? I could have died ! ``

'' Livia. Measurement please. ``

Rhea commanded, and the princess could only channel her madness for later. Her grumpiness immediately cleared when she saw the results.

'' Yes ! 1/10 ! ``

But she equally turned sour again when she realized the consequential result, breathing a sigh of despair. Robbert laughed as he understood as well. Rhea took bank note of the resultant and announced her conclusions.

'' A priori, the ( Slut ) attribute seems to constraint you to only get experience when intimate bit are inflicted upon you, outside of your controller. ``

It was probably the worst attribute possibly to have with the [ Princess ] course, clashing directly with what was supposed to be a domineering class. Rhea thought so, but she would never tell that to Livia directly. The success of their contract depended on her to see the glass as half-filled.

'' I should point out that 1 point in time is not a lot. ``

Robbert on his English could not hold from rubbing it in, immediately pointing out the underlying publication. Rhea americana sighed and continued her explanation.

'' Indeed, just to get past floor one would require you to repeat that act a few more times, but even that would n't influence unfortunately. ``

'' Note that I intent to protest if you oblige me to live over this dreaded treatment again just to instance your full point. Could you please get to it ? ``

Robbert made a sound of disapproval with his tongue as this detail programme got aborted, Livia staring dagger at him from below, still kneeled between his legs surprisingly. Did she like that specific office, or was she hiding something ? nandu pushed this thought away and center again.

'' The experience parry literally counts your new experiences. For case, when you discover something new about yourself, about your body, about your psyche, and for some family, about the world and its inner-workings. This final stage experiment made a mark on you, no matter how small, which the retort interpreted as progress. Livia, to level up, you will have to go through result that go in argument with your class. You wo n't learn anything new by redoing the same actions ; there is no way around it. ``

Livia stared blankly at the bookshelves on the side, trying to distract her from thinking too deeply at the Guildmistress'words. She could n't accept it ; she would n't bear it. There had to be another way.

The poor woman had n't realized she already unconsciously knew the correct route : the stains on the carpet showed her latent masochistic tendencies, and her kneeling perspective was already akin to a dressed animal. Rhea sighed, observing the princess taking hold at the remains of a lost hope, and before crushing her dreaming of a normal life.

'' Considering your course, and this exceptional taboo dimension, the only way you will get any substantial amount of experience to reach level 10 in fourth dimension ... will be to copulate with savage. ``

And Livia cried .