Janessa tried. She really did. The amulet was right there, and she could have gotten her revenge. If only…but Antyny had her in his arms before he could say anything, and then they were passionately kissing, Janessa pinned underneath his body. She felt a warmth spreading through her as Antyny massaged her breasts. It had been months since she had become a woman, but still a little part of her mind felt strange having them. The weight felt familiar and foreign at the same time, thanks to the layers of magic surrounding her.
Whatever magic Antyny had cast to make himself so irresistible to women, it was incredibly powerful. Janessa felt her mind clouding. She cooed as her lover kissed her neck. She spread her legs wide, eager for her lover to enter her.
Before long, Janessa was happily moaning as Antyny thrust deep into her, the bed creaking loudly as they fucked. Janessa’s mind was a blissful haze, lost in the sensations of a man between her legs again. A tiny fragment of her mind wondered if this was what sex had been like for Anya and the other concubines back before the rebellion and everything coming crashing down.
Before long, Antyny decided to switch positions, and now Janessa was riding his cock. Her breasts bounced as she rode him for all she was worth. Janessa screamed out in delight as she orgasmed again and again, before finally collapsing on top of Antyny, exhausted.
Antyny idly stroked his concubine’s hair as he lay there in the afterglow. He saw why Janessa had been a favorite of Jasper. He wondered where the runaway prince had run off to; he seemed to have slipped the net, even though Antyny’s men were searching the city day and night. It was frustrating. Antyny had been plotting his vengeance for years now, ever since he’d been cast out, and to have it incomplete…..he shook his head.
He considered rousing Janessa for a second round, then decided against it. Silently sliding from the bed, he crept out into the main harem chamber, leaving the redheaded concubine dozing. Outside, sitting on small stools, a pair of lithe, dark haired women perked up as he entered the room. While neither Borya nor Francesca were quite as beautiful as Janessa, they were each stunning women in their own right. Nobody would have ever believed they had once been men. Janessa slumbered, entirely missing the sounds of Francesca and Borya’s giggles as the two stripped out of their skimpy harem clothing and hurried over to Antyny…..