Chapter 815: Relieving Stress Part lll

Two weeks prior to Arnulf's death, Berengar was lamenting the decision he would have to make regarding his friend's betrayal. The stifling of German expansion on behalf of the native population was borderline treasonous in itself, but the actual murder of German settlers was nothing less than the ultimate betrayal.

After drinking his fill and discussing his issues with Tlexictli, the dynamic duo stumbled into the streets as just another group of drunks on a Friday night. They effortlessly blended into the crowd as they walked towards the royal palace.

However, halfway through their journey there was a sudden burst of rain, the downpour which was entirely unexpected, catching Berengar and Tlexictli off guard, as the torrent rapidly soaked them. Berengar's white silk dress shirt clung tightly to his muscles, while Tlexictli's matching cocktail dress did the same.

It became apparent immediately that the woman wasn't wearing a bra, as her brown nipples were clearly visible. The two of them awkwardly stared at each other's chests for a few moments as the pelting storm rapidly sobered their minds.

After several moments of silence, Berengar made a quick decision, and escorted Tlexictli to a nearby hotel, where he rented a room for the night. Kufstein was a popular attraction, and because of the rapid transit system that had been established across the reich, there were out-of-town visitors who came to the city every day. They usually dwelled in a hotel like this one.

After climbing the stairs to their room, Berengar stripped out of his soaked clothes, entirely unafraid. After all, Tlexictli had already seen his naked body earlier in the day, thus he had nothing to be ashamed of. Tlexictli, on the other hand, struggled to decide on whether she should do the same. After several moments of thought, she made a proclamation.

"I'm going to take a shower!"

After saying this, the woman entered the bathroom, where she washed away the cold rainwater. Berengar merely scoffed as he gazed out the windows and watched the storm continue to shower the city. He reached into the mini ice-cooler that came with the suite and pulled out a beer, popping off its cap and taking another drink. The circumstances he was in were dreadfully enticing, and he had decided in his mind at that moment to go for the kill.

Thus, after chugging his beer as if he were at a frat party, Berengar stalked Tlexictli into the bathroom, where her eyes were shut as she washed her short black hair with shampoo. While she was thinking of Berengar's naked body, she felt the firm hands of a man wrap around her substantial brown breasts and yelped in shock. Gazing behind her to see the flushed expression on Berengar's cheeks. He had clearly drank too much. She was about to say something when the man assailed her lips with his own.

Tlexictli did not struggle. Perhaps she too was intoxicated, or perhaps she had finally admitted this was what she always wanted. Regardless of the reason, she embraced the moment and swirled her tongue with Berengar's as he slipped his index finger into her puffy twat.

Tlexictli moaned in pleasure as she nibbled on Berengar's ear, a sensation he was unaccustomed to but found enjoyable, nonetheless. After bringing the woman to the brink of climax with just his fingers alone, Berengar positioned Tlexictli on her knees, and stuck his massive shaft in her face before giving her an order.

"Suck it..."

Tlexictli stared at the man's large rod, which stood stiffly in her face for several seconds before doing as she was instructed. Her lack of experience became immediate to Berengar right away as he coached her through the process.

"No teeth!"

"Use your tongue!"

At first Tlexictli struggled to understand the basic concept of a blowjob, but after nearly fifteen minutes of nothing but sucking cock, she performed the sinful gesture with an intensity that stirred the seed in Berengar's loins.

Not wanting to waste his potential children, Berengar lifted the woman's muscular body into the air, where he pressed her back against the wall of the shower, and thrust his cock inside her tight, wet hole. Tlexictli gritted her teeth in agony, not expecting her first time to be so painful. While Berengar gazed in shock at the blood which dripped from her cunt and expressed his surprise.

"You're a virgin?"

The Aztec Princess glared at the man's insinuation with a fierce stare. She could not believe she had to remind the man of her position.

"I may be a savage in your eyes, but I'm still a princess! Even in the new world, there is political value attached to my purity! You better be prepared to take responsibility!"

Berengar chuckled when he heard this. Before moving his hips forward, the action caught Tlexictli off guard, which caused her tight hole to clench around Berengar's cock like a vice grip. Berengar smiled when he felt such a pleasurable sensation and assaulted the woman's lips once more before whispering something in her ear.

"I am your people's primary deity! If I demand you become my mistress, so be it! What are they going to do about it? Resist? Fat chance! Now properly worship your god, by giving your body as sacrifice!"

Berengar was not the slightest bit gentle with Tlexictli, despite this being her first time. The reason was simple: she was a seasoned warrior, and he knew she could endure the pain. Instead of treating her like a dainty princess, he used her pussy as if it was an onahole designed specifically for his pleasure. He was too drunk to worry, or care, about the woman's own sensation.

After several overwhelming thrusts, Berengar dropped to his knees, where he curled the woman up onto her shoulders, and powerfully drove his cock in and out of her pussy repeatedly while lifting her legs in the air.

Tlexictli was overcome with pain and pleasure alike as she endured the kaiser's pounding while he suckled at her large, bouncing breasts. It did not take long for her to start stimulating her clit with her muscular fingers, all the while taking the pounding of a lifetime. Berengar goaded Tlexictli on as he continued to thrust inside her at rapid speed.

"You like that, little kitten? Worship your fucking god like a good girl!"

Tlexictli responded to Berengar's taunts in her own native tongue, something he had learned during his time spent in the Great Goddess of Teotihuacan's divine realm.

"Fill me with your heavenly seed, oh mighty feathered serpent, gift me with your gold haired children!"

Berengar chuckled when he heard this before thrusting deep inside the woman's womb. After doing so, he shot his first load into the woman's depths while continuing to taunt her as his seed flowed inside her like a white river.

"Alright, I will permit you to give birth to my divine son to rule over your father's throne! Be carful what you wish for kitten!"

Berengar's overflowing sperm caused the woman to quiver in climax as she panted heavily. It was only after the two were lying, soaking wet from the warm water of the shower, that she regretted saying something so shameful.

Tlexictli laid on the slippery floor with a vacant expression, dwelling upon all of her life's decisions that led to this point. Was she really ready to be a mother? Berengar, however, was far from finished. He turned off the shower faucet and threw a towel to Tlexictli before barking orders at her.

"Dry yourself off and meet me on the bed. This is far from over. I will not stop until your belly inflates from the amount of sperm I have shot inside you."

Upon hearing such a ludicrous statement, Tlexictli snapped back to reality and giggled. She could not help but wonder if Berengar was serious about impregnating her, thus she quickly asked about such a complex issue.

"Are you seriously going to impregnant me? You know I am a lowly savage, right?"

While in the midst of drying himself off with a towel, Berengar shot the woman a stern gaze before giving the woman the answer she was looking for.

"If I can't conquer the world through bloodshed, then I will do so with my seed. One day, my descendents will rule over all the world's greatest empires and they shall all pay tribute to Germany. Since I have already decided to spare your people, and permit your existence as a subservient realm, naturally I must put my son on its throne. So hurry up and dry yourself off already. We have many hours left in this night and I intend to show you the true meaning of pleasure."

Tlexictli gazed at the white stuff that was already seeping out of her vagina and smiled. She supposed having Berengar's children was a better option than anyone else she knew. Besides, if she really thought about it then she actually looked forward to being the mother of the future Aztec Empire.

Though she had several brothers who were supposed to succeed her father, she knew that would not be an issue for Berengar. Thus, she was eager to hop into the bed with the man her people worshipped as a god and procreate with him as if they were wild animals.

Ultimately, Tlexictli would scurry after Berengar, and the two would fuck like rabbits for the entire night. When the storm finally faded it was already dawn, and Berengar had released enough of his seed inside Tlexictli's fertile womb that she was surely pregnant. By taking his frustrations out on the Aztec Princess's muscular body, he was able to finally gain the nerve to do what was necessary.