Salos in the Castle of Lust

The gardener kept sitting on his face, wiggling her hips, farting all over his face, and stroking his cock with her foot. If Salos wanted to be such a slut for her, she'd be happy to use him like the slut he yearned to be.

Salos climaxed a few more times from her foot and gas, coating her feet in his sticky seed.

"So much cum... the Queen might use you as her personal milking slut if you're not careful." The gardener teased him. "Do you have any more in those balls, or are we done here?" She asked her horny seat.

“I think I am done. Sorry about the mess on your feet.” he said, blushing.

"Don't be. Sexy feet like these only look better when slutty boys stain them with their submission." The gardener teased, posing her cum-covered feet and licking her lips.

Salos was blushing from the display, unable to look away from the display he caused.

"And, I can see that you agree. Unfortunately, I've milked you enough already. You spend any longer here, and you won't have any left for the Queen. Shoo, my little pervert, maybe the Queen and I can take turns using you as our seat later." The gardener chuckled, shooing him away.

Salos took the key and headed back to the main area. He needed to try to keep his thoughts together. He couldn’t help but think about the princess with the dresses from before. Maybe he could pay her a visit before going after the next key.

His guide maid was waiting for him one more time, sitting on a desk and gently rubbing her own feet. "Ah, hello, Salos. If I count it right, you have one more key to go, right? You're doing great. Would you like some more guidance?" She asked him.

“Yes I would but I would also like to visit the princess who had the dresses before.” he admitted to her.

"If you would, then simply reenter the same door. Have fun!" The maid said happily, gesturing to the door to Rebecca's workshop.

Salos decided to enter Rebecca’s door once again to see how she was doing.

Rebecca was happily sewing a new dress and humming to herself, fully engrossed in her project.

“Hi. It’s nice to see you again.” he said, approaching her.

Rebecca squeaked and jumped a little, nearly poking herself with the needle as Salos surprised her. "Eep! Ooh.. I didn't expect to see you again, Salos. Hello, how are you?" She asked him, setting her little project aside.

“I am doing ok. I wanted to come see if you made any new designs.” he admitted. He loved her dresses.

"I've had some in the works, and I like how it's been going! But, I might need a liiittle more time to finish this dress. I think it'd be great on you. Are you alright with waiting a bit more?" Rebecca asked Salos hopefully.

“That is fine. Just come find me when you ready.” he said, excited for her creation.

Rebecca nodded and confirmed, and just as Salos went to go elsewhere, he turned and ran face first into a huge pair of tits. "Oh my, who's this darling, Rebecca? Is he helping you with you dress designs?" The sultry, busty woman purred as she held Salos against her breasts.

“Ummm hi. Sorry I bumped into you.” he said, blushing from the embrace

"Oh, don't mention it, honey. Say, you look like you could use a little touch-up before you start wearing Rebecca's dresses. What do you say?" The woman asked, not letting Salos out of her chest quite yet.

“What kind of touch up?” he asked, unsure.

"Oh, you know, your hair, your nails, your makeup, so we can have you looking your best~" The stylist cooed as she started moving Salos to one of the chairs so she could get started.

Salos couldn’t really resist as he was seated at a chair, ready for her to begin.

"Perfect~" The stylist was a tall woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, plump lips, and a charming smile, and an open top that her huge tits nearly spilled out of. She immediately got to work on Salos's hair, running her long-nailed fingers through his locks to straighten them out.