Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

"Especially when you have such a poor acting ability, and a Trickster pretending to be your sister".

Claire winced at the word 'Trickster'. She quickly withdrew her expression and hoped that it went unnoticed.

But, it didn't!

Prince Wyatt watched and savoured every inch of her expression and movement, and so, he caught it.

He stretched his hand forward. "You are hiding something from me aren't you?" With a flick of his wrist, a warm bluish wrapped around his fingers.

"Mmmhhh" She did her best to mute the pleasure that claimed her body as the warm sensation cooled down her nipples.

"It's not like ….that!" Claire squealed quietly.

"Really?" Prince Wyatt looked at the unconscious woman on the floor and said. "But, she said that you forced her to do this... You forced her to participate in such a ridiculous plan…." He turned his attention back to Claire ".

"So what is it?"

Claire pursed her lips. "…I".

However, Prince Wyatt quickly interrupted "If you dare lie to me, I promise you that I will not hold back and do the same to you as I did with her".

Claire bit her lips. The situation got tougher by the minute. And the more she remained silent the more he vandalized her nipples without constraints.

Claire muttered, "I…'m sorry". Her eyes avoided Prince Wyatt's gaze and found their way locked towards the ground.

"Sorry for what?" The atmosphere became stiff.

Meanwhile, Prince Wyatt continued his onslaught as he awaited her response. Whatever she spits out of her mouth will determine how hard or controlled he would go on her. But, one thing was clear, and that was her punishment would still be given.

Claire's head lowered in shame as she spoke "She is the real owner of this brothel, and her name is…. is Vanessa". She pointed at the still-unconscious Vanessa.

".…..Are you?" Prince Wyatt stopped. "Does that mean that you are the Trickster?".

Her cheeks burned with shame "Yes, I am". Her eyes were locked on the ground fiercely."….I was once a Trickster".

Prince Wyatt's lips seem to twitch at something. "Can you be a little more specific?".

"I meant that I used to…. to be a Trickster" Said, Claire.

"Used to?"

"Yes. I used to. But not anymore".

Prince Wyatt's attention darted over to the sleeping Vanessa and then to the shivering Claire a few times before he stopped and freed her nipples from his fingers.

"...Then is this your true form or hers?" Asked, Prince Wyatt.

Claire cleared out the lump in her throat before she responded. "Hers".

"Hers?" Prince Wyatt's eyes flickered over to the sleeping Vanessa whose backside still leaked his cum.

Claire nodded. "Yes, I stole her appearance and forced her to do all these things, so everything she said is true". If there was a way she could dig the ground and bury herself six feet under, she would.

Prince Wyatt paused. "…I see" He muttered, almost inaudibly before he stretched his hand forward and grabbed Claire's chin. He stared into her eyes, and commanded" Show me your true form."

Claire straightened up. "I…" She tried to refute.

But Prince Wyatt remained unperturbed. "Show me your true form" He interrupted her and repeated.

"...."

"....."

The stillness in the air worsened.

"So, you won't show me your true form?" Prince Wyatt questioned.

Claire twisted her head and freed it from his grip before she nodded.

A long melodramatic exaggerated sigh was his response.

"Very well. Besides, it would be more interesting if you kept that secret to yourself until the very end".

Claire couldn't even blink before a hand tightly wrapped around her neck and forced the air out of her lungs. "..Pl" She tried to beg.

However, Prince Wyatt was not mollified. With enough force in his arm to make her choke on her own words, he forcefully knelt her down and released his hands from her neck.

"Haa..." Claire greedily filled her deprived lungs back with air.

"Suck it!" A throbbing hot shaft slapped her cheeks before it settled in front of her face.

She muttered both in fear and disgust.".….Hasn't th…is already been …in?" Her body trembled as she shook her head and sealed her mouth shut.

"Suck. It." A hand descended and sunk into her long smooth black hair and gripped it tightly.

She screamed in pain "Ahh!". She opened her mouth and voiced out her pain….. a terrible mistake. A terrible mistake which she could only discern after the deed was done, and a cock was shoved into her mouth.

Prince Wyatt winced in pain before he commented. "Watch with your teeth, or else….". In all forms and meanings, he meant those words.

Even Claire could tell when she saw the glint in his eyes, that this was the first time, she had heard him speak with so much malice and irritation.

And so, with a new wave of determination fuelled by the fear and burden in her heart, Claire opened her mouth wider and let the gritty throbbing dick slide down her throat.

"Gu gugu gu" As Prince Wyatt's dick passed through her narrow wet passage, Claire displayed her lack of experience as she choked on his rod.

Prince Wyatt shook his head in disappointment and sighed. "Let me help you'.

Before Claire could even voice out a reply, Prince Wyatt grabbed both sides of her head and forcefully pulled out his dick before he forced it down into her throat, in one swift motion.

Claire's eyes widened in a mixture of dread and shock as she choked harder on his dick and struggled to take in air into her lungs.

"GU GU GU" She felt the firmness of Prince Wyatt's hands around her head and quickly decided to accept her fate.

Without care or consideration for her well-being, Prince Wyatt pulled out his cock again before he shoved it back into her mouth to the hilt.

And so, he repeated the process.

"SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP"

Claire wrapped her hands around Prince Wyatt's thighs with her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her lungs struggling for air to breathe while she sucked and deep-throat his scalding gritty penis.

At first, the moves were slow but rough. But, as it carried, Prince Wyatt increased the speed behind his thrust and fucked her throat ruthlessly.

"SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP"

The abuse continued much to Prince Wyatt's pleasure that reached new heights. Although he admitted to having a lot of ideas that he would want to try out, he would rather not risk anything right now and enjoy the pleasure and thrill that came with the sexual degradation.

"SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP" "SLURP"

His thrust slowed down nonetheless as he felt his penis throbbing for a release. Still, he continued to ruthlessly violate her throat until in one last thrust, he impaled his veiny dick deep into her mouth and let his semen travel down her throat.

A sharp gaggling sound escaped from Claire's lips the moment the warm fluid semen dripped down her throat, making it expand in pain as she struggled to take in air and swallow in everything.

Prince Wyatt groaned in delight. "Ahhh~" He pulled out his cock from her mouth and watched as his semen leaked out copiously and trailed down her lips.

Claire entered a dazed state as her eyes returned to normal. Her expression was blank as her mind tried to process the barbaric torture that she had just been put through.

Sure, she enjoyed playing with the female workers in the brothel for her pleasure but never once has she ever put them through such ruthlessly before.

Regardless, her fears reached new heights.

She traced her sight to Prince Wyatt's narrowed eyes, and with his copious cum still in her mouth, she expressed "….I w…..".

Again, Prince Wyatt immediately interrupted. Like a demon's whisper, he pressed a finger against her lips and said. "Suuhhh….. It's too late".

Claire was frightened. Her body froze and stood still as she unknowingly gulped down his semen to cool down the aching feeling at the back of her throat.

A sly grin spread across Prince Wyatt as he witnessed the canal display.

Yet, without care or reservation, he said, "Allow me to be blunt….. Right now, I don't need you to act only as a woman, but as a slave."

Prince Wyatt grabbed Claire's hair and yanked her up before he turned her around and bent her down with her large plumpy ass pressed against his crotch. His hand descended onto her thighs and he pulled up her maxi skirt and rolled it up around her waist.

Dressed in what seemed to only a thong with the string buried deep within her ass cracks, Prince Wyatt couldn't help but concede that she came fully prepared to seduce him since he had only seen her in various coloured erotic lingerie and not in a thong that covered only her pussy with the rest lined ontop her butthole.