Chapter 42 Winners

"Aah! Aah!" The room was now hushed, as the groans of the maids were accompanied by a steady throbbing, and almost every one stared at the two lovers making love at the table. Princess Madeleine lay on her side closest to the table, a smile playing about her mouth, her painted fingers eating a plucked banana. She looked as if she were in the moment, gazing with lustful eyes at the men and women at the table, while she slowly ate her banana.

None of the aristocratic men and women present felt uncomfortable, but instead shared Princess Madeleine's interest in the ongoing sex competition. It was evidently not the first time they had played this game, and I saw one of the older, portly aristocrats slip his hand into the dress of one of the maids, who wore a pained look, but dared not make a sound.

Disgusting, absolutely disgusting! It turns out that Princess Madeleine's so-called endurance race was really a sex race. It was stupid of me, how could I go into a game like this with my hea