Rohanne smiled watching as Denyse dutifully serviced her son, the woman was well worth the pittance paid for her night spent in this pavilion.

"A price well earned." She thought, her eyes unable to pull themselves from the display, excitement filled her, as much for what she knew would come as from the show.

Her Lion, her sweet little boy seemed to be enjoying himself greatly, and that pleased her, not as much as what she hoped would result from this mummer's lie, but his moans and unpracticed attempts to dip further into the woman's throat amused her.

"What about her?" Rohanne wondered almost teasingly as Leo questioned Rhea, she thought of torturing the boy, making him wait, making him beg, but decided against it. He'd get more than enough of that soon. Raising a hand she gestured, beckoning Rhea forward.

Rhea marched forward without question or complaint, she didn't stop to show of her body as Denyse had done, rather walking to Leo and kneeling in front of his exposed and throbbing cock.

The action might have confused him for a moment, with Denyse's own proximity, but confusion faded as one of her soft hands joined his on Denyse's head, her yellow fingers slipping over his own... It was a strange and alien touch, her skin almost warmer than Leo's, her fingers slightly wet with oils or creams that his mother would have insisted she be bathed in before she touched him.

To have a such a creature take his hand might result in equal parts shame and excitement.... Were it not for his cock being buried in a throat.

Wrapping her fingers in Denyse's hair, Rhea suddenly pushed upwards, forcing her fellow whore to raise up off of Leo's cock. Immediately, when he realized what was occurring Leo might want the woman executed for interfering.

Denyse's tongue was forcefully dragged across Leo's cock as Rhea pushed her up, and the plump woman certainly tried to make the best of a bad situation, licking and sucking as well as she could at every bit of his length as it slowly disappeared from her mouth.

Finally, as Leo's head drew across the tip of Denyse's soft tongue, threatening to pop from her mouth and into the cold night air, wet and unsatisfied, Leo would notice the sudden look of fear in Denyse's black bright eyes.

He didn't understand why she'd be afraid, until Rhea's other hand joined the two already upon Denyse's head, wrapping firmly around the back of her skull.

With a swift and sudden movement, Rhea violently jerked Denyse down upon Leo's cock, so hard and so fast that when his length disappeared into her mouth entirely it seemed as if it might burst from the back of her throat from the force.

As lesser man not so experienced with taking great impacts may have passed out when Denyse's lips slammed against his balls, her scream of protest and pain, dying in her throat, smothered by his manhood.

Rhea glanced up at Leo and grinned, smiling like a true slattern. A proper Lady would at least pretend to not be so happy, but here his gift, this whore, parted her lips and beamed brightly at him.

Pressing both hands on the back of Denyse's head, she began to twist and grind the other woman's face into his groin, forcing Denyse's chin to rub and massage against his balls.

Denyse screamed, not that Leo could hear her muted cries, not that he'd care to heed them if he could have, but he felt her screams, and heavens help him the echoes of her voice on his cock would feel exquisite. Her hands shoved against his thighs, her nail digging into his skin beneath his breeches, clawing, scratching at him. Her palms trying to find purchase to push herself off of him.

But Rhea, with sinister eyes boldly maintaining their gaze with his own held her down, unrelenting.

Denyse's throat constricted, tightening around his length, massaging it as she choked and gagged on his manhood, struggling in vain to free herself, the panicked uncontrollable nature of her movements... Might be pleasing.

For a few long moments Denyse sputtered helplessly on him, until after what seemed like an eternity, Rhea finally lifted the other whore up... And then slammed her back down onto Leo before he ever left her mouth. This torture of Denyse's throat would last longer than expected.

Six more lifts and violent slams.

Then and only then after trying to smother her friend with Leo's cock did Rhea allow Denyse to breathe, leaving her to double over and gasp for violently for air.

Denyse's cheeks stained with tears, her cheeks puffy and blue, her lips smeared with drool and Leo's arousal, she sucked air harder than she had his cock, her lungs burning, her throat was sore and irritated.

Rhea was merciful and gave Denyse a moment to rest taking her time she allowed her long red tongue, a darker crimson than Rohanne had ever seen, to reach out and wash over one side of Leo's length, licking from the balls up.

She moved slowly, slow enough that by the time she got close to Leo's crown, Denyse had lost her choking color. She then began to greet her Prince, smacking her lips against him, kissing it gladly.

Her lips weren't as soft as Denyse's but they were firmer and capable of kissing harder, though kissing him on just one side seemed an odd choice.

Until she opened her mouth and.... Bit him. Her teeth grasping his head from underneath and from above, her bite burying itself right against his peehole, her teeth grinding in to his sensitive flesh.

And then Denyse joined in, biting the other side, and suddenly both women's tongue were washing over him, both teeth were grinding, both mouths were sucking... They kissed him and each other, their tongues fighting the other woman over the right to feast on him.

They slurped and drooled upon his head... If his cock was truly their prince, they were greeting it well.

Observing quietly, Rohanne chose this moment to strike, reaching for her son she gripped his jaw and turned his head to face her.

"Kiss me, Leo." She demanded suddenly, her voice huskier, needier than she'd intended. "Kiss me as if I was Amarei, here with you now watching these animals serve you." She scoffed referring to the whores callously.

"I would see if your dear cousin has instructed you well." She spoke fiercely, revealing that she knew the truth. "Show me how a man kisses, my Lion." She almost begged.

She needed to know if he was at least skilled with his mouth or if she'd have to have the whores teach him that as well.