Livia backed away as her employer emptied her tum on the wanted red rug. drop cloth of cold sweat sprang from her forehead ; the regard of pity the other was sending her was everything but reassuring. She did n't feel that dissimilar overall though, grander, more bubbly maybe. They were both still awake, so she was at to the lowest degree sealed it derived from a regal socio-economic class, but for Rhea to take in such a mental daze when seeing it despite having lived as a [ Sex prole ] her whole sprightliness ... What is that bad ?

The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few cryptical breaths away from clarity. She eyed the cursed woman, making absolutely sure no apparent disgust appeared on her face, otherwise the short thing would drop off 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 10 to fully accept it. But this was different - it was too much to stand for a poor soul. Her life, their lives were in danger ; she had a job to do.

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

Rhea barely poker-faced her way.

'' What do you signify by close enough ? rhea, severalise me. How bad is it ? ``

Livia obviously did n't buy it. nandu sighed, taking a bit to recollect, weighing the pros and cons of revealing it to her. Her year was her own obligation to give birth, and she would eventually learn about it, if not later ; how would she fuck what to practice otherwise ?

Rhea approached Livia, grabbing her capitulum and gently pressing it against hers. The moment was a lot Thomas More intimate than it should stimulate been, but it could n't be helped when it was between a [ Sex doer ] and ... whatever she was. Livia was deeply unconnected as her consistence 's reaction seemed equally split with two distinct but mixed emotions : on the one hand nandu was a very attractive woman and she had to refrain from straight kissing her ; on the other hand, this closeness was an offense to her personal sphere, and this Guildmistress, whatever her condition was, ought to break her royal stag somebody the respect, ascendency and answers she deserved.

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

'' Drop it. ``

Rhea took a overweight hint, closing her eyes to rivet on delivering the Good Book with as close a dead-pan attitude as she could do. The slightest tincture of disgust or mockery would irremediably cheat on the feeble trust Livia had in her. And this class was just too dirty for God's sake, never in her life had she aligned all these cursed discussion in a ace sentence !

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

And it was Livia 's turn to barf her luncheon on the wretched carpet.

Despite the heavy silence punctuated by regurgitation melody, Rhea, mentally get up for that reaction, immediately took the initiative to retrieve what appeared to be a paper-sized artifact from her desk. It presented itself as a leather baseball mitt attached to a glass show via the fingers. She could n't reject explaining to divert Livia 's care from the unfortunate reveal.

'' This device, called a glove-slate, delivers advanced account on one 's course of study. I 've had an [ Artefact Engineer ] explicate how it works to me, apparently it relies on the same phenomenon that happens when you shake handwriting with individual to see their grade. The glove reproduces the handclasp while using precise sensors to take Thomas More than just your gens and grade. ``

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

'' Did you know that classes have tier ? Common classes are unity with no adjectives or optional de***********ors, like mine. They describe a peculiar job with no peculiarities, and are henceforward called tier 1. Tier 2 course of instruction have one addition, for instance from [ Engineer ] to [ Magical Engineer ]. What makes these tiers so important is that there are incentive added for each addition to the passive acquirement linked to your main class, and that 's not all ! Each accession have their own passive voice skill too, with a fillip added from the main socio-economic class ! Do you see where I 'm getting at ? ``

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

'' You will empathise when you see it. Try putting this glove-slate on, let 's cause a abstruse look at your family'details. It might not be as bad as the gens suggests. ``

Livia took hold of the artefact, suspiciously looking too modern considering what she had seen from the relaxation of the city. Glove on, the device started humming gently, a blue hue scanning her hand before letters started appearing on the display. She was thankful that she could at to the lowest degree read by her own eyes ; it would cause been dead obscene to ask Rhea to sound what followed.

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

( 0/10 points to next level )

[ Cross-Breeding ]

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

( loose woman fillip ) : Ingesting beast or monster seed has a 1 % opportunity of increasing a statistic by one point every litre depending on the beast's strengths.

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

[ Slut ]

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

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

( Princess bonus ) : Experience exfoliation with the routine of mass watching.

[ Princess ]

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

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

( Cross-Breeding fillip ) : No beast or monster can refuse your sexual advances.

'' I think I need a deglutition. ``

'' I think I need a drink. ``

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

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'' What do you have in mind by 'experiment'Pterocnemia pennata ? This is obscene ! ``

'' Come on, I know by experience that it 's not your for the first time clip. Open astray, Princess. ``

'' Shut up ! ``

Livia was in complete anger, kneeled in presence of a pants-less Robbert who sat comfortably in a hot seat. She herself was still wearing the princess clothes and diadem, but it did not diminish her electric current humiliation.

'' Livia, my dear, we already went through this many times, do no procrastinate. We need measurement to plan ahead, we need to recognise how very much experience you will earn for each of your actions. ``

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

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

'' Well, do you desire Thomas More people to know about your year at this point ? Do not worry, I am aware of the culpability of these three half-wit, and they will now part that province by helping you. ``

Robbert was visibly annoyed. His hands were cuffed at the chair behind his backrest, and his desire for the gorgeous female person kneeled in front of him was simply overtake, significantly More than it was in that dampish street. Pterocnemia pennata had n't revealed her exact family, but to have experience from her oral seemliness meant it had to be a really slutty one. And now he had to help her layer up ? What an amazing great deal !

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

Robbert stared at a winking Pterocnemia pennata with horror.

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

Startled by his shade of vox, Livia initiated her first 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 precaution, as if she was manipulating an ancient artifact. Robbert, despite his tenacious experience in the field, had the hardest meter of his aliveness not surging right away, trying to enjoy the moment 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 voice, red in shame.

'' A [ Slut-Princess ]. ``

roach of semen sprang from his shaft, staining her beautiful garb as Robbert bellowed his soul into the ripe orgasm of his life. He had known from the back upon seeing her, naked in that cold street, that she was a born at this. Her blate but agreeably surprised face when his seed reached her cheeks, her knife and open mouth catching a few Mexican valium, her other hand 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 repulsion for the moment 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 have a hard clip spanking at it ; not at all.

'' Interesting. ``

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

'' Alright, please stop both of you. Livia, time for the measurement, 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 tenacious Night to think about it, or at to the lowest degree she was supposed to, but Rhea convinced her to tope 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 show under her eyes, she was unconsciously skipping over the first third of her stratum de***********ion ; it was simply too much, too inhuman. Rhea had noticed that and had tried to get her to take on it, earlier the considerably in her opinion, but Livia had her limit. It was one thing to accept being a [ Sex proletarian ] or even a [ Slut-Princess ] ; but degrading oneself with a beast was something else altogether.

'' So, how many experience full stop did you get ? ``

Livia was lost in her idea and promptly replied.

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

'' Noted, thanks. That 's interesting to sleep together. If I have to think, your course of instruction is harder to level-up due to its tier up ; any early vernacular class would have gotten a few points from that. Now do the same, but with your rima oris. You have 5 mo. ``

Livia rolled her eyes, but did not complain as she had to follow the order of her employer. Robbert already seemed set up for round two, decidedly enjoying being a guinea-pig as long as he received the princess'generous Grace. She grabbed his hardened shaft again, frosted with Male ejaculate, and put a sexy buss on his secretory organ, looking at him in the eyes as she stirred with her tongue.

That he could not grab her principal and force himself cryptic was virtuous agony, 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 pink dress and a silver medal diadem, her eye of a crystal blueness and her hair of a regal silver, going up and down his raunchy and low-class cock.

If the goal of a man was to follow in the social hierarchy and obtain the best mate to produce offspring, then having Livia, a princess, blowing him for his ejaculate was by definition the pinnacle of success. This common sense of fundamental acquisition was Robbert 's kryptonite as he vigorously ejaculated his life-force upon her soft royal tongue.

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

'' Blech. Done. ``

'' Great. amount please. ``

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

'' Dammit, still 0. ``

'' Noted, thanks. On to the succeeding experiment. ``

Pterocnemia pennata put her pen down, grabbed a key from her desk and approached the ruffian from behind, surprised when his bridge player finally got their freedom back. Before returning to her desk she grabbed his articulatio humeri, and put a kiss on the top of his head ; she whispered :

'' [ Vigorous dark ] ''

A warm lightness, was then followed by a lusty wave of solace, propagating from top to penetrate, where it slowly turned into a burning intimate desire near his crotch. Robbert now felt like he could spent 60 minutes 'experimenting'.

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

'' You have got to be - ''

Rhea sent a nictation as Livia tried to kvetch, in vain as the aroused thief promptly played his role as he repeated what he had done in that damp alley, this time to a kneeled and well-groomed [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]. No faking it this time, Livia did not bother trying to accommodate him and gagged all she could, trying to withstand the violent act, but Robbert was potent, ploughing her pharynx with oomph.

Pterocnemia pennata observed the interchange with interest, the dynamic now changed. She knew in overture what the answer of that experiment would yield, yet she had to let Livia live through them for her to realize how the organisation worked. She had n't asked Livia about what had happened to her in the first few hours before their first off showdown, as it would be counterproductive. They could not alter her class anymore, no point in rubbing salt in that wound.

She heard Robbert bellowing and turned in time to admire the wide-eyed princess receiving a tasty portion of what would soon be her day by day meal oceanic abyss in her gorge, her nose forcibly pressed against the thief's pubic hairsbreadth. She had long bust running down her cheek, her eyes began rolling back from a want of O. He withdrew his shaft just in time, Livia half retching half deep-breathing ; she looked extremely furious, but her face full of indifference and stray hairsbreadth was simply too arousing to postulate her seriously.

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

'' Livia. Measurement please. ``

Rhea commanded, and the princess could only channelise her cult 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 issue, breathing a sigh of despair. Robbert laughed as he understood as well. Pterocnemia pennata took promissory note of the results and announced her conclusions.

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

It was probably the forged attribute possibly to have with the [ Princess ] class, clashing directly with what was supposed to be a domineering stratum. rhea thought so, but she would never order that to Livia directly. The achiever of their contract depended on her to see the Methedrine as half-filled.

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

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

'' Indeed, just to get by level one would involve you to iterate that act a few more sentence, but even that would n't ferment unfortunately. ``

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

Robbert made a sound of disapproval with his tongue as this particular plan got aborted, Livia staring daggers at him from below, still kneeled between his wooden leg surprisingly. Did she like that peculiar position, or was she hiding something ? Rhea pushed this thought away and concentrate again.

'' The experience counter literally counts your new experiences. For illustration, when you discover something new about yourself, about your body, about your Psyche, and for some division, about the world and its inner-workings. This last experiment made a mark on you, no matter how diminished, which the counter interpreted as forward motion. Livia, to level up, you will get to know events that go in line of descent with your course of study. You wo n't learn anything new by redoing the same natural process ; there is no way around it. ``

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

The short woman had n't realized she already unconsciously knew the chastise itinerary : the stains on the carpet showed her latent masochistic disposition, and her kneeling position was already akin to a dressed animal. Rhea sighed, observing the princess seizing at the clay of a lost hope, and before crushing her aspiration of a normal life.

'' Considering your class, and this particular taboo dimension, the only way you will get any substantial measure of experience to reach layer 10 in time ... will be to couple with beast. ``

And Livia cried .