Village Head's Debauchery



"What's that?" The curious voice of the Princess of the Garden sounded behind Orion, prompting him to quickly hide the two fruits under his shirt, clutching them tightly until he could safely enjoy them in his room.

Observing his actions, the Princess of the Garden let out a snort. "You can go now. I may not know exactly how long you've been unconscious, but it's clear that person has been waiting for a while," she remarked. She gestured for the guardians to escort him out of the garden, a task they eagerly embraced, eager to avoid any more surprises from Orion had he stayed longer.

Orion noticed her feigned disinterest and the eager five Pixies who seemed like they couldn't wait for him to leave the Garden. 

He couldn't help but smile as he turned toward the garden's exit. "See you later, Princess. I hope we can get along from now on," he called back, his voice trailing behind him as he walked away.

Meanwhile, the Princess of the Garden snorted once more, secretly pleased at the prospect of getting along with Orion, which could improve her chances of saving the garden. 

She refocused on the nearby guardians who had been hiding and following them since they left the lake. She gestured for them to come forward and guard the tree. Then, she turned and ventured deeper into the garden to rest, even though rest wasn't a necessity for her.

Orion, however, spotted Madam Seraphina sitting near the wall in a meditative position once he arrived back at the entrance of the garden.

He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to warn the Princess. As he arrived in front of Madam Seraphina, he decided to put it aside for now, saving it for a more opportune time to discuss their relationship. Orion had already decided to return to the garden tomorrow, just in case.

Lowering himself in front of the meditating Madam Seraphina, Orion muttered to himself, "She's asleep." He gently extended his hand to tap her shoulder. When she didn't respond, Orion cleared his throat and called out, "Madam Seraphina."

Noticing her lack of response once again, Orion raised a curious eyebrow. He had no idea she was such a heavy sleeper. Gazing at her seductive figure and her beautiful panties that reminded him of the one he had received from her previously, and which he had almost jacked himself off to, Orion exercised some self-control. 

He understood the importance of not acting inappropriately or doing anything impulsive to avoid getting into trouble.

Stretching his hand out once more, Orion lightly tapped her cheeks twice. He watched as she slowly stirred, her eyes fluttering open at his touch.

"O…Orion... You're back," Madam Seraphina said, her voice laced with fatigue. She quickly regained her composure, rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes with the back of her hands. 

She stood up, dusted off her legs and bare buttocks, and then fixed her gaze on Orion with a warm smile.

"Since you're done, we'd better start going," she suggested, her attention briefly drawn to the conspicuous bulge in Orion's clothing. "What's that?" she asked.

"It's a gift from a friend" Orion replied with a secretive smile.

Meanwhile, Madam Seraphina's eyes widened in surprise. She had assumed that Orion had received the gift from the Princess of the Garden or the guardians, given the length of time he'd spent with them. 

However, she decided it would be impolite to inquire further, respecting his privacy. With a serious expression, she nodded her head and turned around, gesturing for Orion to follow her as she led the way back to his room.

Once they left the garden, Orion quickly noticed that the light in the crystals had dimmed, indicating that he had spent the entire day there.

Once they reached his room in a matter of minutes, Orion turned to Seraphina and said, "Thank you for today," expressing his gratitude sincerely. He believed that building a close relationship with her was a wise choice, given her mature and composed demeanour.

Madam Seraphina's response was humble. "No need to thank me; I was only doing what I was told to," she replied, her gaze fixed on Orion, who continued to stare at her. Suddenly, her mind flashed back to yesterday, prompting her to sigh tiredly and narrow her eyes at him. 

"Although I don't mind giving you my panties again, I don't think it would be proper for a woman like me to walk around the palace without them, so you won't be getting one today," she said, shaking her head in disagreement as if she had deciphered Orion's thoughts.

Orion, momentarily caught off guard by her words, faked a deep sigh and replied, "Well, it's a shame, but I completely understand your reasons," deciding to keep the conversation going smoothly. "Maybe I'll have better luck tomorrow since I'll be visiting the garden again," he added. 

He couldn't quite pinpoint when his strange passion for collecting panties had developed, but he wasn't complaining, especially in a world like this.

Madam Seraphina nodded, acknowledging that she would need to be available tomorrow to escort him to the garden again. She couldn't help but wonder why he was so interested in her panties, a curiosity piqued by the fact that no man had ever shown such fascination with such a clothing in her experience. 

However, she decided against delving into the topic now, as she was still feeling tired from waiting throughout the day for him to finish his time at the farm.

"I'll see you tomorrow then," she replied, receiving a nod from Orion. She then turned and walked away, making her way back to her room to finally get some well-deserved rest.

Meanwhile, Orion couldn't help but watch as her seductive figure, particularly her bouncing curvy ass cheeks, swayed tantalizingly with each step she took, almost inviting him to reach out and touch. 

However, he resisted the temptation. As she disappeared from his view, he closed the door behind her and turned his attention towards the bed. It was time to inspect his containers once more before retiring for the night.