Livia backed away as her employer emptied her tummy on the cute red carpet. drop-off of cold fret sprang from her os frontale ; the gaze of pathos the other was sending her was everything but reassuring. She did n't feel that different overall though, grander, Thomas More bubbly maybe. They were both still alive, so she was at least certain it derived from a imperial course of instruction, but for Rhea to receive such a genial shock when seeing it despite having lived as a [ Sex Worker ] her unscathed life ... What is that bad ?

The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few deep breaths away from lucidity. She eyed the cursed char, making absolutely certain no manifest disgust appeared on her grimace, otherwise the poor thing would lose it. She knew Livia would break down the second she hear it, just like she herself had so long ago ; it had taken her nearly two ten to fully accept it. But this was dissimilar - it was too much to pay for a poor soulfulness. Her life, their life-time were in danger ; she had a job to do.

'' Livia, congratulations, you are a [ Princess ], or at least something close enough. ``

Rhea barely poker-faced her way.

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

Livia obviously did n't buy it. Rhea americana sighed, taking a consequence to think, weighing the professional and cons of revealing it to her. Her class was her own responsibility to acquit, and she would eventually larn about it, if not later ; how would she eff 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 got been, but it could n't be helped when it was between a [ Sex prole ] and ... whatever she was. Livia was deeply confused as her body 's reaction seemed equally split with two distinct but mix in emotions : on the one script rhea was a very attractive woman and she had to abstain from heterosexual kissing her ; on the other hand, this closeness was an offense to her personal welkin, and this Guildmistress, whatever her status was, ought to give her royal someone the respect, ascendence and answers she deserved.

'' Livia, honey, my dear. You know I am bound to facilitate you reach level 10, but more than that, I have made the personal promise to help oneself people in your situation survive. I am there to reach out to you and provide any assistance, alright ? ``

'' Drop it. ``

nandu took a heavy breath, closing her optic to rivet on delivering the words with as close a dead-pan attitude as she could manage. The slightest trace of disgust or mockery would irremediably bewray the feeble trust Livia had in her. And this class was just too filthy for God's sake, never in her life had she aligned all these cursed wrangle in a single sentence !

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

And it was Livia 's round to chuck her luncheon on the poor carpet.

Despite the labored secretiveness punctuated by regurgitation strain, rhea, mentally prepared for that reaction, immediately took the initiative to retrieve what appeared to be a paper-sized artefact from her desk. It presented itself as a leather glove attached to a Methedrine display via the fingers. She could n't dissent explaining to amuse Livia 's attention from the unfortunate reveal.

'' This device, called a glove-slate, delivers advanced account on one 's class. I 've had an [ artefact locomotive engineer ] explain how it works to me, apparently it relies on the same phenomenon that happens when you shake hands with someone to see their family. The glove reproduces the handshake while using precise sensors to read more than just your name and class. ``

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

'' Did you know that classes have tiers ? mutual class 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. tier 2 classes have one accession, for instance from [ engine driver ] to [ Magical Engineer ]. What makes these tiers so significant is that there are bonuses added for each addition to the passive voice accomplishment linked to your main class, and that 's not all ! Each addition have their own passive voice science too, with a fillip added from the main socio-economic class ! Do you see where I 'm getting at ? ``

Rhea 's eyes shined for a few instant, passionate about these particular, before she remembered who she was addressing these words to. Livia seemed lost by both her protracted account, as well as her point in that. What she supposed to be felicitous about being having ( Cross-Breeding ) and ( slut ) attached to [ Princess ] ? The Guildmistress sighed but did not back down.

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

Livia took detainment of the artefact, suspiciously looking too forward-looking considering what she had seen from the sleep of the urban center. Glove on, the twist started humming gently, a blue hue scanning her hand before letters started appearing on the presentation. She was thankful that she could at least read by her own center ; it would take in been utterly obscene to ask Pterocnemia pennata to vocalise what followed.

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

( 0/10 points to next degree )

[ Cross-Breeding ]

Allows to multiply with savage and teras. Has a 1 % chance of learning one of the breeder 's skills during pregnancy. A skill can not be learned twice.

( trollop bonus ) : Ingesting animal or monster seed has a 1 % fortune of increasing a statistic by one decimal point every litre depending on the beast's strengths.

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

[ Slut ]

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

( Cross-Breeding bonus ) : Experience scales with the dispiritedness of the beast.

( Princess fillip ) : Experience ordered series with the issue of people watching.

[ Princess ]

Radiates respect, sureness and charisma. Increases the chance of making multitude bend to one 's own wishes.

( Slut bonus ) : No one can decline your sexual advances.

( Cross-Breeding fillip ) : No beast or demon can turn down your intimate advances.

'' I think I need a drink. ``

'' I think I need a drinkable. ``

Both women declared so at the Lapp time, a headache within reach.

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'' What do you entail by 'experiment'Rhea americana ? This is salacious ! ``

'' cum on, I know by experience that it 's not your for the first time meter. Open wide, Princess. ``

'' Shut up ! ``

Livia was in saturated anger, kneeled in front of a pants-less Robbert who sat comfortably in a hot seat. She herself was still wearing the princess dress and diadem, but it did not fall her current humiliation.

'' Livia, my love, we already went through this many prison term, do no procrastinate. We need measurements to contrive ahead, we need to have sex how often experience you will earn for each of your action. ``

Pterocnemia pennata explained with forbearance, feigning not being interested in watching the event 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 blow his prick ? Not someone else ? He raped me ! ``

'' fountainhead, do you desire more people to get laid about your class at this stage ? Do not worry, I am cognisant of the culpability of these three cretin, and they will now share that responsibility by helping you. ``

Robbert was visibly annoyed. His hands were cuffed at the chair behind his rear, and his desire for the gorgeous female kneeled in front of him was simply submerge, significantly more than than it was in that dampish street. Rhea had n't revealed her exact class, but to welcome experience from her oral free grace meant it had to be a really slutty one. And now he had to facilitate her horizontal surface up ? What an baffle deal !

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

Robbert stared at a winking Pterocnemia pennata with horror.

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

Startled by his tone of vocalisation, Livia initiated her starting time voluntary sexual act by freeing his shaft delicately from the prison of his underpants.

'' I 'm not a bitch princess ''.

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

'' Then what are you ? ``

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

'' A [ Slut-Princess ]. ``

roach of cum sprang from his cock, staining her beautiful dress as Robbert bellowed his soul into the best orgasm of his liveliness. He had known from the second upon seeing her, naked in that insensate street, that she was a natural at this. Her bashful but agreeably surprised face when his seed reached her buttock, her tongue and open lip catching a few ropes, her other hand hidden away under her garb, probably fingering herself. [ Slut-Princess ] really suited her.

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

Robbert stared at Rhea with horror for the sec time in a row, before looking back at the ashamed princess. His raw reaction should suffer been one of disgust, but upon imagining this beautiful charwoman disgraced by a animal, he realized he would n't induce a arduous time spanking at it ; not at all.

'' Interesting. ``

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

'' Alright, please stop both of you. Livia, time for the measure, 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 lifetime from now on. She 'd had a long night to mean about it, or at least she was supposed to, but Rhea convinced her to booze it away ; time heals all wounds, and this one was not a simple one she could disgest in a day.

She had not accepted it yet : even now, with the video display under her eyes, she was unconsciously skipping over the first third of her course de***********ion ; it was simply too much, too inhuman. Rhea had noticed that and had tried to get her to admit it, earlier the better in her judgment, but Livia had her limit point. It was one thing to accept being a [ Sex Worker ] or even a [ Slut-Princess ] ; but degrading oneself with a beast was something else altogether.

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

Livia was lost in her thinking and promptly replied.

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

'' Noted, thanks. That 's interesting to jazz. If I have to reckon, your course of instruction is harder to level-up due to its tier ; any other park category would have gotten a few gunpoint from that. Now do the Saami, but with your mouth. You have 5 transactions. ``

Livia rolled her eye, but did not complain as she had to trace the order of magnitude of her employer. Robbert already seemed prepare for round two, decidedly enjoying being a guinea-pig as long as he received the princess'generous blessing. She grabbed his enured shaft again, frosted with male seed, and put a aphrodisiac kiss on his secretory organ, looking at him in the eyes as she stirred with her tongue.

That he could not take hold of her head and force himself deeper was pure torture, though the experience was nonetheless one of arrant joy. There was something deeply endearing at seeing this breath-taking [ Slut-Princess ], fully suited in a pink clothes and a flatware diadem, her eyes of a crystal blue and her hair of a royal silver, going up and down his raunchy and low-class cock.

If the goal of a man was to win in the societal power structure and obtain the best mate to produce offspring, then having Livia, a princess, blowing him for his seed was by definition the top of success. This sense of fundamental accomplishment was Robbert 's kryptonite as he vigorously ejaculated his life-force upon her delicate royal tongue.

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

'' Blech. Done. ``

'' Great. Measure please. ``

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

'' Dammit, still 0. ``

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

Rhea americana put her pen down, grabbed a key from her desk and approached the tough from behind, surprised when his helping hand finally got their freedom back. Before returning to her desk she grabbed his shoulders, and put a kiss on the top of his head ; she whispered :

'' [ Vigorous night ] ''

A warm lightness, was then followed by a substantial wave of comfort, propagating from top to bottom, where it slowly turned into a burning sexual desire near his privates. Robbert now felt like he could expend hours 'experimenting'.

'' Lapplander thing please, but Robbert will now be in command. Have fun. ``

'' You have got to be - ''

Rhea sent a wink as Livia tried to quetch, in vain as the aroused stealer promptly played his role as he repeated what he had done in that damp alley, this time to a kneeled and well-dressed [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]. No faking it this time, Livia did not bother trying to hold him and gagged all she could, trying to resist the violent act, but Robbert was secure, ploughing her throat with oomph.

Rhea observed the telephone exchange with pursuit, the moral force now changed. She knew in advance what the result of that experiment would yield, yet she had to let Livia experience through them for her to realize how the scheme worked. She had n't asked Livia about what had happened to her in the first few 60 minutes before their first meeting, as it would be counterproductive. They could not change her division anymore, no point in rubbing salt in that wound.

She heard Robbert bellowing and turned in meter to admire the wide-eyed princess receiving a tasty service of what would soon be her daily repast deep in her esophagus, her nose forcibly pressed against the thief's pubic hair. She had yearn tears running down her impudence, her eyes began rolling back from a lack of oxygen. He withdrew his pecker just in time, Livia half retching half deep-breathing ; she looked extremely angry, but her face replete of impassivity and range fuzz was simply too arousing to claim her seriously.

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

'' Livia. measurement please. ``

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

'' Yes ! 1/10 ! ``

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

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

It was probably the tough property possibly to have with the [ Princess ] class, clashing directly with what was supposed to be a domineering class. Pterocnemia pennata thought so, but she would never tell that to Livia directly. The winner of their contract depended on her to see the shabu as half-filled.

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

Robbert on his side could not hold from rubbing it in, immediately pointing out the underlying issue. rhea sighed and continued her explanation.

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

'' bill that I intent to resist if you oblige me to live over this atrocious handling again just to illustrate your pointedness. Could you please get to it ? ``

Robbert made a sound of disfavor with his glossa as this particular architectural plan got aborted, Livia staring dagger at him from below, still kneeled between his legs surprisingly. Did she like that special post, or was she hiding something ? rhea pushed this thought away and concentrate again.

'' The experience riposte literally counts your new experiences. For instance, when you discover something new about yourself, about your body, about your Psyche, and for some socio-economic class, about the man and its inner-workings. This last experiment made a home run on you, no subject how lowly, which the counter interpreted as procession. Livia, to flush up, you will have to experience events that go in line with your class. You wo n't learn anything new by redoing the Saame action at law ; 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'run-in. She could n't go for it ; she would n't accept it. There had to be another way.

The poor adult female had n't realized she already unconsciously knew the compensate itinerary : the stains on the carpet showed her latent masochistic tendencies, and her kneel side was already kin to a dressed fauna. Rhea sighed, observing the princess grasping at the stiff of a lost hope, and before crushing her dreams of a normal life.

'' Considering your class, and this picky taboo attribute, the only way you will get any important measure of experience to achieve grade 10 in time ... will be to twin with beasts. ``

And Livia cried .