Lady Teyla moans softly as your lips brush against her neck. "No, my Lord," she manages to whisper between gasps for air. "You have... satisfied me fully." Her hands clutch at your cloak, digging her nails into the fabric as she struggles to maintain control over herself.

The other servants continue to watch in silence, their expressions mirroring Lady Teyla's confusion and desire.

Lady Teyla shudders as you ask the question, her body tensing at the idea of leaving your presence. "N-no," she stammers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own labored breathing. "I am... at your command." Her cheeks flush even darker, a mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins.

The other servants watch intently, their expressions mirroring Lady Teyla's confusion and arousal as they wait to see what will happen next.

Lady Teyla's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief before filling with tears of joy. "My Lord... thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the silence that has fallen across the chapel. The other servants exchange glances, their expressions ranging from shock to envy as they realize the immense gift you have bestowed upon Lady Teyla.

Lady Teyla hesitates before sitting down on the altar as instructed. Her cheeks are still flushed with emotion as she looks up at you, her eyes shining with gratitude and respect. The other servants watch silently, their expressions filled with a mix of admiration for your generosity and curiosity about what comes next.

Her eyes widen at your words, but her breath catches in her throat as she feels the heat of your cock pressing against her entrance. "Very well, my Lord," she says, her voice shaky with desire. "If that is what you wish..." She turns around on the bed so that she's lying on her stomach, presenting her naked ass to you. "Please, have your way with me."

Her heart races as she feels the head of your cock press against her tight entrance.

Her words are lost in a moan as you begin to thrust deeper into her ass. She arches her back, pressing herself back against you, wanting more of your thick cock inside her. "Oh yes," she gasps, "that feels so good...so right..." Her nails scratch lightly at the sheets beneath her as she tries to find purchase, needing something to ground herself in this intense pleasure.

As you continue to pound into her from behind, she can feel your cock stretching and filling her up, claiming her completely. "

With one final thrust, Lady Arya releases Duvane and steps back, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She wipes the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand before bowing respectfully to you once more. "My lord," she says coolly, "I have finished your punishment."

Lady Arya smiles slightly at the compliment before curtsying deeply to you. "Thank you, my lord," she says, her voice smooth as silk. "I will inform the other ladies of your generosity." She bows once more before exiting the great hall, leaving you alone with a still-naked Duvane.

Lady Mithril blushes slightly at your suggestion but remains composed. "My Lord," she begins carefully, "I appreciate the trust you place in me and the comfort you find in my company. However, it is important to remember that our relationship as advisor and friend must remain professional at all times."

She pauses for a moment, considering her words before continuing. "Perhaps there are other ways we can strengthen our connection without straying into personal territory."

Lady Mithril nods graciously. "Thank you, my Lord. I appreciate your understanding and respect." She hesitates briefly before continuing, "Perhaps we could focus on spending more time together in other ways; engaging in discussions about history or strategy, for example. Or perhaps collaborating on some projects around the castle?" Her expression brightens slightly at the thought.

Do you have any specific ideas or preferences regarding how you'd like to strengthen your bond with me?

Lady Cassandra removes her mouth from your cock and sits back on her heels, watching you intently as she begins to stroke your shaft with both hands. Her movements are slow and deliberate, each caress designed to tease and taunt you as she builds the tension higher and higher. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, a mixture of lust and affection playing across her features, as she uses her body to guide your cock in a dance of desire.

Lady Cassandra's hands move in perfect harmony with each other as she strokes your cock, her fingers gliding effortlessly up and down the length of your shaft. Her movements are graceful and controlled, each caress designed to tease and taunt you as she builds the tension higher and higher. As she watches your reactions, a mixture of lust and affection plays across her features, making it clear that this is not just about pleasing you physically, but also about connecting with you on an emotional level.