Phae's brow furrowed in silent frustration as she stifled a quiet sigh of anger. You, her charge, were quickly wearing away at the warrior woman's last nerves. She had once been a proud mercenary, leading a lucrative life of violence and warfare, when Phae was first granted knighthood, she had thought the honor and fame were a worthy reward for a woman of her skills.

After being inducted into the royal guard, however, the statuesque woman felt that her knighthood was little more than a curse in the guise of a blessing. Perhaps having to protect an arrogant brat like you was some form of karmic punishment for all the lives she had taken as a mercenary, or perhaps she simply had rotten luck.

One day, Phae swore to herself, one day you would push her too far with your bratty attitude, then the warrior woman would teach you a lesson you'd never forget. She had half a mind to introduce you to the massive slab of meat between her legs, to teach you a little humility by stretching your princely asshole around the shaft of her meaty girlcock. Driving her hips into your boyish butt, thrusting every inch of her girthy rod into your—

"Phae!" you shout with a shrill voice, breaking the former mercenary from whatever fantasy she was indulging in.

Seeing the warrior woman's brow knit with growing fury gave you a smug sense of satisfaction. It irked Phae to no end that you refused to address her by her title, or with any modicum of respect for that matter, and you enjoyed it.

"I'm hungry! Fetch me something to eat, Phae!" you demand petulantly.

Phae's eyes narrow, she was a fierce fighter, not some docile servant to be bossed around by a young royal like you. Phae clenches her fists, finally pushed too far by your attitude. The former mercenary's thick length of hot cock flesh stirs between her thighs, eager to teach you some humility. If you're hungry, then Phae is all too happy to stuff your little mouth with her sweaty womanmeat.

Your eyes widen as Phae locks the door,