Livia backed away as her employer emptied her belly on the precious red carpet. Drops of inhuman sweat sprang from her forehead ; the gaze of pity the other was sending her was everything but reassuring. She did n't feel that different boilers suit though, grander, more bubbly maybe. They were both still alive, so she was at least certain it derived from a majestic class, but for Rhea to receive such a genial shock when seeing it despite having lived as a [ Sex proletarian ] her whole biography ... What is that bad ?

The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few deeply breath away from lucidity. She eyed the cursed woman, making absolutely sure enough no patent disgust appeared on her side, otherwise the poor thing would lose it. She knew Livia would break the second 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 much to behave for a poor soul. Her life story, their life story were in danger ; she had a job to do.

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

Rhea americana barely poker-faced her way.

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

Livia obviously did n't buy it. Rhea sighed, taking a second to think, weighing the professional and cons of revealing it to her. Her course was her own responsibility to bear, and she would eventually learn about it, if not later ; how would she know what to practice otherwise ?

nandu approached Livia, grabbing her head and gently pressing it against hers. The import was a lot more 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 assorted emotions : on the one hand rhea was a very attractive woman and she had to refrain from neat kissing her ; on the other deal, this closeness was an discourtesy to her personal arena, and this Guildmistress, whatever her status was, ought to give her royal person the respectfulness, dominance and answers she deserved.

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

'' Drop it. ``

Rhea took a laborious breathing space, closing her eyes to sharpen on delivering the words with as close a dead-pan posture as she could manage. The thin trace of disgust or mockery would irremediably deceive the feeble trust Livia had in her. And this grade was just too dirty for God's sake, never in her life had she aligned all these cursed words in a single time !

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

And it was Livia 's twist to barf her dejeuner on the piteous carpet.

Despite the heavy silence punctuated by regurgitation air, nandu, mentally prepared for that chemical reaction, immediately took the go-ahead to retrieve what appeared to be a paper-sized artefact from her desk. It presented itself as a leather baseball glove attached to a deoxyephedrine display via the finger. She could n't resist explaining to deviate Livia 's attention from the inauspicious reveal.

'' This device, called a glove-slate, delivers advanced explanation on one 's class. I 've had an [ artefact 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 class. The mitt reproduces the shake while using precise detector to read more than just your name and class. ``

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

'' Did you know that course have tiers ? commons classes are ones with no adjectives or optional de***********ors, like mine. They describe a special job with no distinctive feature, and are henceforth called tier 1. tier 2 stratum have one increase, for example from [ engine driver ] to [ Magical Engineer ]. What makes these tiers so important is that there are bonuses added for each addition to the passive skill linked to your main grade, and that 's not all ! Each increase have their own passive skill too, with a bonus added from the main grade ! Do you see where I 'm getting at ? ``

rhea 's oculus shined for a few seconds, passionate about these details, before she remembered who she was addressing these lyric to. Livia seemed lost by both her lengthy account, as well as her stop in that. What she supposed to be happy about being having ( Cross-Breeding ) and ( slut ) attached to [ Princess ] ? The Guildmistress sighed but did not back down.

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

Livia took postponement of the artefact, suspiciously looking too modern considering what she had seen from the relief of the city. Glove on, the device started humming gently, a racy hue scanning her bridge player before letters started appearing on the display. She was grateful that she could at least read by her own heart ; it would have been dead obscene to ask Rhea to vocalize what followed.

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

( 0/10 distributor point to next spirit level )

[ Cross-Breeding ]

Allows to multiply with beasts and demon. Has a 1 % chance of learning one of the breeder 's acquisition during gestation. A skill can not be learned twice.

( Slut bonus ) : Ingesting creature or monster ejaculate has a 1 % chance of increasing a statistic by one pointedness every litre depending on the animate being's strengths.

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

[ Slut ]

Radiates stimulation and sexual pheromones. Great in bed, fantastic on the streets. Experience graduated table with the mortification inflicted.

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

( Princess bonus ) : Experience scale of measurement with the issue of masses watching.

[ Princess ]

Radiates respect, authority and personal magnetism. Increases the chance of making people bend to one 's own wishes.

( slovenly woman bonus ) : No one can reject your sexual advances.

( Cross-Breeding bonus ) : No beast or teras can refuse your sexual advances.

'' I think I need a drink. ``

'' I think I need a drink. ``

Both charwoman declared so at the same time, a headache within reach.

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'' What do you mean by 'experiment'Rhea ? This is repugnant ! ``

'' come on, I know by experience that it 's not your first time. undecided panoptic, Princess. ``

'' Shut up ! ``

Livia was in pure anger, kneeled in straw man 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 diminish her stream humiliation.

'' Livia, my dear, we already went through this many prison term, do no procrastinate. We need measurements to plan ahead, we need to acknowledge how much experience you will clear for each of your actions. ``

Rhea explained with patience, feigning not being interested in watching the event while she continually signed text file. They had cleaned her power, 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 soul else ? He raped me ! ``

'' wellspring, do you want more citizenry to know about your class at this stage ? Do not interest, I am cognisant of the culpability of these three changeling, and they will now share that province by helping you. ``

Robbert was visibly annoyed. His hands were cuffed at the chairperson behind his back, and his desire for the gorgeous female person kneeled in front of him was simply drown, significantly more than than it was in that damp street. Rhea had n't revealed her exact socio-economic class, but to incur experience from her viva good will meant it had to be a really slutty one. And now he had to help her level up ? What an gravel deal !

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

Robbert stared at a winking Rhea with horror.

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

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

'' I 'm not a gripe princess ''.

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

'' Then what are you ? ``

organism handled by a real princess was a ambition and even a twirl of his ; she was prosperous his hands were locked away. Livia considered his query and whispered with a low phonation, red in shame.

'' A [ Slut-Princess ]. ``

Ropes of cum sprang from his shaft, staining her beautiful dress as Robbert bellowed his somebody into the sound coming of his liveliness. He had known from the second upon seeing her, naked in that common cold street, that she was a rude at this. Her blate but agreeably surprised facial expression when his seed reached her nerve, her tongue and exposed back talk catching a few ropes, her other bridge player hidden away under her clothes, probably fingering herself. [ Slut-Princess ] really suited her.

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

Robbert stared at Rhea with horror for the arcsecond 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 beast, he realized he would n't hold a hard fourth dimension spanking at it ; not at all.

'' Interesting. ``

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

'' Alright, please block both of you. Livia, time for the measurement, if you would please do so. ``

The worry 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 hanker night to think about it, or at least she was supposed to, but Rhea convinced her to pledge it away ; sentence heals all wounds, and this one was not a bare one she could disgest in a day.

She had not accepted it yet : even now, with the exhibit under her middle, she was unconsciously skipping over the first third of her class de***********ion ; it was simply too a good deal, too inhuman. Rhea had noticed that and had tried to get her to accept it, earlier the better in her opinion, but Livia had her terminal point. It was one matter to take on being a [ Sex Worker ] or even a [ Slut-Princess ] ; but degrading oneself with a beast was something else altogether.

'' So, how many experience breaker point did you get ? ``

Livia was lost in her thoughts and promptly replied.

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

'' Noted, thanks. That 's interesting to know. If I have to guess, your class is heavily to level-up due to its grade ; any former vulgar form would have gotten a few spot from that. Now do the Sami, but with your back talk. You have 5 minutes. ``

Livia rolled her heart, but did not complain as she had to follow the order of her employer. Robbert already seemed set for beat two, decidedly enjoying being a guinea-pig as long as he received the princess'generous gracility. She grabbed his toughened shaft again, frosted with male seed, and put a aphrodisiac buss on his gland, looking at him in the eyes as she stirred with her tongue.

That he could not grab her head teacher and force himself bass was pure straining, though the experience was nonetheless one of pure pleasure. There was something deeply endearing at seeing this breath-taking [ Slut-Princess ], fully suited in a pinko attire and a silver diadem, her eyes of a watch crystal bluing and her hair of a regal silver, going up and down his raunchy and low-class cock.

If the destination of a man was to bring home the bacon in the sociable hierarchy and obtain the best mate to bring on offspring, then having Livia, a princess, blowing him for his seed was by definition the top of achiever. This mother wit of fundamental accomplishment was Robbert 's kryptonite as he vigorously ejaculated his life-force upon her soft royal tongue.

Livia retched at the revolting tasting, grabbing a tissue paper on the face to evacuate the offending liquid.

'' Blech. Done. ``

'' Great. criterion please. ``

Annoyed by the lack of acknowledgement 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 experiment. ``

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

'' [ Vigorous Night ] ''

A tender light, was then followed by a square wave of comfort, propagating from top to bottom, where it slowly turned into a burning sexual desire near his genital organ. Robbert now felt like he could spent hour 'experimenting'.

'' Sami thing please, but Robbert will now be in control. Have fun. ``

'' You have got to be - ''

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

Rhea observed the central with interest, the dynamic now changed. She knew in advance what the resultant of that experiment would yield, 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 outset few hours before their low gear coming upon, as it would be counterproductive. They could not interchange her family anymore, no item in rubbing table salt in that injury.

She heard Robbert bellowing and turned in sentence to admire the wide-eyed princess receiving a tasty serving of what would soon be her daily meal deep in her gullet, her poke forcibly pressed against the thief's pubic hair. She had long tears running down her buttock, her eyes began rolling back from a lack of oxygen. He withdrew his shaft just in time, Livia half retching one-half deep-breathing ; she looked extremely angry, but her side to the full of flatness and divagate hair was simply too arousing to take her seriously.

'' You bastard, did you sustain to be so trigger-happy ? I could have died ! ``

'' Livia. Measurement please. ``

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

'' Yes ! 1/10 ! ``

But she equally turned rancid again when she realized the consequential issue, breathing a sigh of despair. Robbert laughed as he understood as well. Pterocnemia pennata took government note of the upshot 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 control. ``

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

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

Robbert on his side could not concur from rubbing it in, immediately pointing out the rudimentary issue. Rhea americana sighed and continued her explanation.

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

'' greenback that I intent to protest if you oblige me to relive this terrible intervention again just to illustrate your point. Could you please get to it ? ``

Robbert made a sound of disfavor with his glossa as this exceptional plan got aborted, Livia staring daggers at him from below, still kneeled between his wooden leg surprisingly. Did she like that particular proposition office, or was she hiding something ? nandu pushed this thought away and focused again.

'' The experience counter literally counts your new experiences. For instance, when you discover something new about yourself, about your consistency, about your psyche, and for some classes, about the world and its inner-workings. This last experiment made a mark on you, no subject how small, which the counter interpreted as progress. Livia, to level up, you will experience to feel events that go in railway line with your class. You wo n't learn anything new by redoing the same 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'words. She could n't accept it ; she would n't consent it. There had to be another way.

The piteous woman had n't realized she already unconsciously knew the set road : the stains on the carpet showed her latent masochistic leaning, and her kneel spot was already blood-related to a dressed animal. Rhea sighed, observing the princess grasping at the clay of a lost promise, and before crushing her dreams of a normal life.

'' Considering your class, and this particular taboo attribute, the lonesome way you will get any meaning amount of experience to make tier 10 in time ... will be to pair with beasts. ``

And Livia cried .