By: Lucien

“Monsters – all of you! Hell spawns! “

Queen Aria screamed out, glaring at Yuldasha and her demonic court. The Northern Queen was on her knees, her hands bound behind her back. She was being restrained by a large guard as well as Jelthra. Aria closed her eyes and began whispering prayers softly to herself.

“Goddess Eletha, I call on thee; give me strength and perseverance. Lend me thy guiding light, show me the path to safety. Wash away this dark legion and lead my people to paradise.”

” You’re wasting your breath Queen Aria. Deities do not wander here. Nor do they listen to pleas or sorrow. Even they fear me behind these walls,” Yuldasha spoke from her throne. High Sorceress Aeltha stood beside her, her red eyes watching on in amusement. A young Keeat hound panted on the opposite side of Yuldasha’s throne. He sat obediently on his haunches, watching the Northern Queen. Yuldasha ran her hand across the hound’s head, gliding her fingers across his thick muscled neck up to his twisted horns. The beast squinted his eyes in contentment. A soft, guttural, purr-like growl emitted from his throat. He whipped his tail back and forth slowly across the smooth floor, waiting patiently.

“She will no longer need her restraints Jelthra,” Yuldasha spoke. “You may remove them.” Jelthra did as ordered and removed the Queen’s restraints. “You two may step aside. Queen Aria is our guest. We must show her some Kazdruk hospitality.”

Queen Aria rose to her feet in anger. “I hope you rot in hell, you wretched witch!” Aria spat.

“Very charming, Queen Aria. Not as prim or noble as I thought a royal would be.”

Aeltha and Jelthra both smiled at Yuldahsa’s remark.

“You have no right! You have no right at all! Enslaving and killing the people of these lands. Why are you here? What do you seek? Why all the chaos and bloodshed?”

“My dearest Aria, so many questions, so much fear…” Yuldasha smiled and continued stroking the Keeat’s head.

“To put it simply, I’m an extension of the Kazdruk legacy. The progeny of our great bloodline. We roam from realm to realm, Aria. We move – conquering, enslaving, assimilating. Your land is merely a field that we will harvest and reap. You and your people; they are the crops and wheat. Malleable and corruptible…” Yuldasha stated, a scowl on her face. “You’re a weak pestilence, Aria. Nothing more than a vermin scurrying across the snow. We will take what we want. This is how it’s been for millennia my friend. Unrivaled Kazdruk supremacy. We become stronger and stronger with every nation we conquer, every soul we feed upon, every drop of warm blood we consume.The sentient beings of these lands are most enjoyable and carry much essence.”

The Queen looked on in boiling hatred and contempt. “What do you want of me? Why not just kill me, or level the northern regions?”

Yuldasha looked down at her own nails, admiring their sharpness, perfection, and shape. “I enjoy the games we play, Aria; I enjoy watching the different kingdoms scatter like roaches, scurrying in crazed madness and chaos. The way they desperately try to organize themselves and build a resistance – it’s all quite entertaining.”

Yuldasha rose from her throne and approached Aria slowly. Her long, elegant robe glided behind her across the smooth floor in a wake of brilliance. Her armor glistened in the candlelight, sparkling like the heaven’s stars. Her wide hips swayed from side to side with every powerful step. Yuldahsa reached Aria, standing much taller then the Northern Queen. She looked down at her into her sharp blue eyes, placing her finger under her chin to tilt her gaze upward.

“You will become many things, Queen Aria. A bargaining chip, a slave, a receptacle of lust and debauchery. I’ll use you as I see fit.” Yuldasha smiled in a glare of perversion and deviance. She slowly slid her finger down Aria’s neck across and into her deep cleavage.

“I hope you enjoy cuddling Aira. It gets awfully lonely up here at night.” Yuldasha pulled the edge of Aria’s elegant top downward, exposing her cleavage further. She let it go, her top snapping back into place. She spun around and began to walk away from Aria, towards the great window overlooking the barren desert sea.

“Most importantly Aria, you will become a symbol of failure among the Coalition. The great Queen Aria of Wayyel, fallen from grace? Oh no! Whatever shall we do!” Yuldasha asked in mockery and twisted humor. She stood there focusing on the midnight stars shining down upon the infertile expanse.

“Your capture will force an offensive from your people. They will blindly retaliate. Running like angry hornets before crumbling into the deserts, we will crush them one by one, leaving a beautiful Kingdom completely exposed. We will watch the fall of your people together, Aria. We will watch as the Rook takes the Queen…”

Yuldasha paused for a moment before turning back to her guests. “Jelthra, take her away. Give her some time alone. Let her fully apprehend the situation, for now she begins her slow, serrated fall from grace in solitude.”

Jelthra smiled, taking Aria’s arm and guiding her out of the chamber. The rest of Yuldasha’s lower court followed close behind. Aeltha waited for the court to exit and glanced toward Yuldasha. The flickering candles caught the side of Aeltha’s face, exposing her slight scheming smile.

“She will be a fine soul to break, Master.” Aeltha grinned.

“Indeed she will Aeltha, indeed she will. So nice of you to join me today.”

Yuldasha smiled and raised a goblet of ruby blood. “To the fall of the North!”

Aeltha returned the toast and rose her glass. “Aye, to the fall of the North.”

“We will focus on the Queen tomorrow evening. For now, I have a small assignment for you,” Yuldasha spoke, taking a sip of blood. She moved closer to Aeltha.

“Find the young man who was captured along with the Queen… Javan, I believe his name is,” Yuldasha ordered softly before kissing Aeltha on her lips, blood trickling down both their necks and pooling in their cleavage.

“And what shall you have me do with this young man, Master?” Aeltha grinned in pleasure, licking her slick lips clean of the dark crimson.

“Break him.” Yuldasha simply answered.

Aeltha’s eyes glowed a deep red in delight.

“It would be my pleasure.”

>><<

Javan found himself naked, bent over, and face down. His face and chest pressed against a heavy, blood stained oak table. His legs were spread out and restrained by the ankles by heavy steel cuffs on the ground. His arms were similarly outstretched to either side by heavy chains. His exposed back was a perfect surface of warm young skin.

Aeltha stood behind him, smiling. Her red skin glimmered in the dingy dungeon light. Sharp rays of ambient light poured in from above, casting dark stripes across her skin.

“Shall we begin? You can make this hard on yourself, or pleasant for us both. It is your choice of course. We will start simply and unambiguously.”

Aeltha began to softly run her freshly sharpened talons up the boy’s flawless smooth back.

“What is your name, boy?”

The boy remained silent in a mixed state of fear and naive heroism. Aeltha applied slight pressure to his back as her nails began to slowly break his skin.

“Javan!” he cried out in pain.

“Ah, good boy Javan.” Aeltha started to run her fingers across his back again softly.

“How old are you Javan?”

“I-I’m eighteen.” Javan spoke nervously.

“Ah, a mere boy indeed. Let us move onto more interesting questions, shall we? What’s your allegiance Javan? Why is such a young human involved with Noble Elves?”

Javan raised his head as to answer, but hesitated. Aeltha drove her black nails into Javan’s skin, pulling back slightly. Javan screamed out in agony, clenching his fists.

“I don’t have patience for little games Javan; I suggest you answer the question,” Aeltha spoke while licking the boy’s fresh blood off of her fingers.

“I was adopted by the Elven royal family…after the death of my family.” Javan answered, wincing in pain.

“I see… how very sweet of them.” Aeltha detached her lower garments, dropping her leather to the floor. Her semi-erect member bounced out, dangling between her thighs. She bent over, spreading her legs wide and brushing her chest across Javan’s back. She leaned into him and licked behind his neck. The demoness reached up, clenching a fistful of Javan’s hair. She pulled his head back closer to her dark lips.

“Javan, now listen carefully, you’re going to tell me everything you know about the Royal houses,” she whispered, her words burning his ear as badly as her heated breath did. Aeltha begin to stroke her cock with a slick clear lubricant. “Tell me Javan – are the surrounding elven houses on good terms with each other?”

Javan remained silent in a state of puzzlement. Aeltha smiled and guided her growing member towards Javan’s tight ass. She pushed her cock head into his ass slowly.

“Aghh! please! NO! I don’t know! The other houses, Winterstone and Pearlwi- Aghhhh! “

Javan was cut off as Aeltha pushed his head down hard into the table while sinking her thick cock into his ass. Javan’s small ass tightened around her pulsating cock and struggled to accept it.

“Silence! It doesn’t matter Javan!” Aeltha responded. She leaned forward, watching as her cock disappeared into his ass. Javan grunted in pain as she started rocking her hips into his rear. Aeltha soon sank her member balls-deep, then pulled her cock back out before thrusting back in. Her heavy balls swung and slapped against Javan’s small sack. Aeltha smiled in a fang filled grin while holding her victim in place, basking in her prisoner’s agony.

Javan grunted hard and ground his teeth as the demoness buried her cock into his ass over and over. She thrusted hard into the boy, using him not unlike a toy. Aeltha moaned in a deep, visceral pleasure sinking her cock to the base. Javan struggled to free his arms from his restraints, but the heavy chains and steel didn’t budge. He screamed out as she fucked him, her heavy balls slapping into his own harder and harder.

“That’s right Javan, you take that cock like a good boy!” Aeltha smiled as she continued driving into him.

“Please! stop, I’ll tell you anything you want, aghhhh!” Javan yelled out. His cries echoed out across the stone walls.

” Yes, I know you will Javan. You’re weak and pathetic. I’m simply enjoying myself, just warming up.”

The low light bounced across her athletic ass, the rays of candle light being occasionally interrupted by her long tipped tail. Aeltha palmed the boys head as she began to cum deep into his ass. Javan moaned out as his insides were pumped full of warm cum. Aeltha kept her cock buried inside him as she shivered in pleasure, pumping more and more seed into him. Javan sobbed, tears spilling onto the dark oak. Aeltha finished and pulled out slowly, her hard cock sliding out and spilling cum to the floor. Aeltha purred softly in satisfaction as her powerful orgasm slowed.

“Now, let us truly begin Javan,” Aeltha spoke as she sharpened her nails across the side of steel lining the oak table.

>><<

The late afternoon sun burned the hazy skies as it began to vanish behind the horizon. Yuldasha sat at her throne in the upper chamber awaiting the arrival of Queen Aria. High Sorceress Aeltha stood by her side discussing the events of the previous night and the information acquired from Javan.

“He broke quickly, Master.” Aeltha smiled.

“I figured he would.”

“I obtained what was needed.”

“Good, we shall discuss them in detail at a later time.”

The chamber door swung open slowly. Aria and Jelthra entered. Aria walked slowly and stoically with Jelthra not far behind, carrying an amused grin across her face.

“Ah Aria, so nice for you to join us again this evening.” Yuldasha spoke, smiling. Her young Keeat still sat by her side, purring his low purr. Aria said nothing; she only looked away in defiance. “Thank you Jelthra, you are dismissed.”

Jelthra bowed before Yuldasha and Aeltha. “As you wish, Master.” Jelthra spun towards Aeltha and bowed to her as well before leaving the room.

“Guards – bring forth the table and prepare Aria.”

Two guards quickly walked in carrying a low stone table and sat it down in front of Yuldasha. The two then took Aria and forced her down on the table, facing up. Aria fought back at first, but quickly subdued under their strength. The guards strapped her arms to the side of the table and spread her legs open, tying her ankles down to the side.

When the guards finished with the restraints, they reached down and tore her white lace thong off, exposing her fresh pussy topped with a thin strip of white pubic hair. The guards discarded the lace, and the two quickly left the room.

Aria lay on her back, her long white hair hung loosely falling to the floor. Her breathing slowly increased in a wave of visible fear and nervousness. Yuldasha’s Keeat drove his talons into the tile floor in excited anticipation, but remained obedient. He could sense her fear and smell her now exposed lips. His large cock started to harden, bouncing slightly as his arousal triggered and approached a dangerous level. The beast rose to all four paws, but remained in place and did not step forward.

“Stay,” Yuldasha sternly commanded. Anticipating his next move, she reached her hand out in front of the young hound. “Aria my dear – how are we feeling today? Has your abhorrent situation and future of your people finally sunk in?”

Aria rolled her head sideways to view Yuldasha talking. “What are you doing to me?”

Aeltha’s soft red body suddenly stepped into Aria’s view. “Breaking you in, my dear.”

Aria could see Aeltha approaching her while upside down. She could see her semi flaccid cock bouncing side to side with every step she took, growing size both from her walking towards her and from her own growing arousal. Her soft breasts jiggled, and her ruby nipple piercings swung in unison. Aeltha’s soft red skin danced in the setting sun, exposing her twisting black tattoos covering her right side. The demoness stopped with her cock resting in front of her face. Aria swallowed hard at the sight.

Yuldasha snapped her fingers, and the Keeat dashed towards the vulnerable Queen in lustful hunger. The beast rose up with his thick cock fully erect dripping pre-cum. He rested his clawed paws on the low table, hoisting his muscular body forward over the queen. Aria grimaced as she felt the hunkering beast over her. She could feel his member brush against her, the cock head probing against her soft petals. The Keeat growled softly, establishing his dominance. Aeltha grabbed the now trembling Queen. She tightly gripped her soft neck, her talons wrapping around Aria’s warm flesh. Aeltha throttled the elven neck pinning her head downward and lined the elf’s mouth up with her pulsating cock.

Aria felt the Keeat’s cock force its way into her; the muscular ribbed shaft spread her pussy lips wide as the beast sank inch after inch into her. The Queen let out a scream of surprise and disgust as the hellish cock violated her. She felt his hot member sinking inside, stretching her wide. Aeltha forced Aria’s mouth open and pushed her cock head in between her wet lips. Aira moaned around her fat cock-head in submission. The Keeat began to hump into her hard, thrusting his muscular hips. Aeltha pushed her cock in a little farther, feeling the Queen’s tight mouth struggle to take in her girth and length. The demoness felt the Queen softly gag and pulled her cock back out slowly. Her symmetrical tattoos under her lips twisted as she smiled in joy.

Aeltha lifted her left leg onto the table and buried her cock back into the Queen’s mouth. The Queen began to panic as Aeltha pushed her member slowly into the back of Aria’s throat. Aeltha’s eyelids fell heavily in gratification as the Queen gagged again on her thickness. This time Aeltha ignored Aria’s struggles and continued sinking her cock in balls-deep. The demoness pressed her balls against the Queen’s face, smothering her nostrils and eyes. She watched in nefarious pleasure as her cock visibly bulged inside the Queen’s throat.

The Keeat’s pace heightened as he fucked the helpless elf, rocking her heavy tits. They smacked together, bouncing out of her elegant white top. Aeltha moaned softly as Aria’s throat tightened around her cock. She felt her throat repeatedly struggle and fail to swallow, watching as her throat undulated, stroking her cock. Gargled groans and muffled coughing rang out as Aria gaged on Aeltha’s meat. Soon the Keeat began to unload his first load of cum. His fat balls swung, slapping the queen as he exploded deep inside her. Aria felt her womb fill with the hot demon-beast seed. She tried to scream, but no sound could resonate as Aeltha’s cock snuffed out her cries. The Keeat didn’t stop or let up his assault as he pumped his mate full of another warm salvo. The hot sperm began overflowing out of her and spilling out onto the table and floor.

Aeltha held Aria’s head in place as she rocked her hips ever so softly, fucking the helpless Queen’s tight throat. Slick drool and pre-cum ran down Aria’s face spilling to the tiled floor. A soft whimpering gag echoed across the walls as the Queen was force fed more of Aeltha’s cock. Yuldasha watched the show of perversion from the comfort of her own throne. A soft smile spread across her face as Queen Aria struggled to free herself, forced to endure the malevolent act.

Aeltha rocked her shapely hips harder into the Queen’s face. Her balls slapped into Aria’s face, releasing a soft, audible ‘smack’ sound. Thick bubbles of pre-cum and saliva spilled out of her mouth as it was forced upon the demoness’ cock. Aeltha pulled her cock back, slowly freeing it from the elf’s mouth. Aria gasped for air as a long strand of spit spilled down her face. Aeltha only smiled as she stuffed her cock back into the elf’s mouth without warning. The Queen’s eyes shot open as the thick cock stretched her throat open. The elf was caught off guard in mid-breath, and Aria’s tried to bring her restrained hands up in natural reflex to stop the invading cock. Aria gaged as Aeltha sank her cock balls-deep again, squashing her balls across Aira’s face.

The Keeat rocked into his toy relentlessly. A now steady stream of warm cum poured like a small river from Aira’s used cunt. Her large tits bounced widely as the Keeat fucked into her harder and harder. The dark beast heaved heavily as his cock unloaded again, the massive salvo filling her womb. Aeltha throttled the Queen’s neck again holding her in place. She braced herself, making sure the Queen took every drop she was about to dump into her. The demoness arched her back in euphoria as her cock exploded in the Aria’s throat. Thick cum pumped into her as Aria gagged and struggled to swallow the demon’s tremendous load. Aria tried to pull free, but Aeltha held her throat in place. She grinned in rapture as she could see and feel her own cock pumping and flexing through Aria’s throat. She used the Queen’s throat to softly massage her cock as she unloaded more thick spurts of demon-seed. A waterfall of cum blasted back out of Aria’s nose, but Aletha’s heavy balls blocked the warm cum from exiting.

Aletha rested for a second, relishing in the moment as her cock fired off her last loads. Her chest softly rose and fell as she caught her breath, her thick cock still stuffed inside Aira’s throat. Warm cum leaked out down the side of Aria’s face. Aletha smiled as Aria still struggled, choking on her cock and trapped loads of cum. She ran her hands over the elf’s soft white neck and watched as the Keeat pulled out and dismounted Aria. A torrent of cum spilled to the floor as the satisfied beast lumbered back to Yuldasha’s side. Aria’s body jerked, now wildly screaming for air and squirming desperately for freedom. Aeltha’s eyes flashed a deep red, and her fangs glimmered in elation. She closed her eyes in pleasure, savoring the warm feeling of the elf’s life hanging on edge. The suffering of the elf ran shivers up Aeltha’s spine. The elf’s face turned blue as more long strands of cum squeezed past the tight seal of her lips. The Queen’s thrashing began to falter and weaken as she slowly drowned in thick cum.

“Perhaps you should release her, High Sorceress Aeltha. We wouldn’t want her to die too quickly now, would we?” Yuldasha laughed out.

Aeltha opened her eyes slowly, her stage of ecstasy slightly interrupted. Her lurid, baleful glowing eyes revealed themselves.

“Of course. As you wish Master; my apologies,” she gestured as she pulled her wet cock out slowly.

GUURLP

A small river of thick cum spilled to the cold floor. Aria coughed out and took a large gasp of much needed air. She drooled ropes of cum as the large cock freed itself from her airway.

Yuldasha rose from her throne and walked over to the ruined elf.

“A beautiful sight to behold. Wouldn’t you agree Aeltha?”

Aeltha smiled.

“Exquisite, Master.”

By: Lucien

 “Becoming acclimated to our Kazdruk ways Kamri? Hmm…?”

Yuldasha smiled, eyeing Kamri head to toe.

“Your armor suits you well.” 

Yuldasha spoke while eating delicately with two small knives. Kamri stood at attention at the end of the black marble table. She watched Yuldasha as she ate what appeared to be a rabbit or small woodland mammal. 

“Yes Master.” 

Kamri answered, bowing her head softly. 

Yuldasha nodded with a mouthful of flesh. She lightly and delicately dabbed her lips with a napkin, removing any blood before responding. 

“Please Kamri, have a seat. I’m sure you’re very hungry. Your transformation requires much sustenance .”  

Yuldasha stretched out her arm inviting Kamri to sit.

The majestic moon illuminated brightly through the great window. The milk white sphere was joined by intense lightning flashing in the far-off distance. Lavender flamed candles flickered softly, casting hard shadows across the dining table.  The room’s dim lighting  provided a deviant yet intimate setting. A cool draft pulsated through the spire, sending chills up Kamri’s spine. Kamri took a seat at the opposite head of the black table; she slowly pulled her seat in.

Kamri’s blank eyes stared down at her empty plate and then quietly up to Yuldasha. 

Yuldasha snapped her fingers. Instantly, a young dirty-blonde haired girl entered the room. A petite young servant, just barely of adult age. Her innocent frightened eyes told an entire story. She wore a simple leather top around her chest and short leather bottoms. Her stomach was distended. She was pregnant.- six to seven months along. The young human walked softly towards the table before bowing and then lowering herself onto both knees. Her pale blue eyes focused on the floor, awaiting her orders. 

“Acolyte Kamri requires a meal. You will serve her now… Don’t make her wait a second longer. ”    

Yuldasha ordered sternly.

“Yes Master, As you wish. ” 

The girl responded softly. She hesitated for a second, not entirely knowing if she was cleared to rise back to her feet or not. Noticing the urgency in her master’s voice, she decided it best to rise to her feet. 

Yuldasha’s eyes flared as a tendril of dark energy launched from her palm. The phallus-like whip wrapped around the human’s neck.    

“I did not say you could rise!”   

Yuldasha spoke coldly.

The young girl froze, too scared to move or resist. The dancing whip tendril slowly tightened itself.

“i-i-i’m sorry m-master, I will f-f-fetch Acolyte K-Kamri a meal of her choice at onc-.”  

Yuldasha shot a jolt of dark magic through the whip. The energy rode up the line before consuming the girl. The human screamed out in pain, falling to her knees convulsing violently. Kamri watched the helpless soon-to-be mother. Kamri’s cold, emotionless eyes stared at the suffering human. She watched as the girl arched her back in agony, her soft fingers digging into the floor, her eyes welling up with tears. She locked eyes with Kamri, the young human mouthing “help me.”

Kamri only returned a soft smile. The suffering and helplessness in the girl’s eyes excited Kamri. The feeling of being able to intervene but choosing not to excited her further. This new sadistic wave of pleasure enveloped Kamri as she watched on.

Kamri frowned as Yuldasha stopped the dark magic and retracted the aether whip. The girl lied there on the dark floor, whimpering in pain.

     

Yuldasha snapped her fingers. Another servant appeared at the door. This time a young, fair-skinned female elf. The elf did the same motions as the last slave, kneeling before the two.

       

 “Acolyte Kamri requires a meal; bring forth food.” Yuldasha spoke. 

“Yes Master, as you wish. ” 

The elf responded remaining on her knees. Yuldasha waited for a moment.  

“You may rise.” Yuldasha smiled.  

Moments later the elf returned with a large wooden cart. It held goblets of blood, different wines, and a wide variety of meats and animals; some still alive but all cleanly prepared.  Behind the elf servant, a naked male human followed, leashed to the cart by a chain. His neck was shackled to his wrists with steel cuffs and heavy chains. A mouth gag wrapped around his head and filled his mouth.

Kamri’s eyes light up with excitement at the sight of the naked human.  She looked over the cart and took a goblet of wine and a large de-feathered chicklet. The young bird was still alive, flapping its small wings in fear. Kamri raised one of her eyebrows in amusement before snapping its tiny neck.   

“Leave the male and remove this useless… and rather pregnant, guttersnipe from my sight. I’d suggest not testing my patience or sympathy any further. ” 

Yuldasha commanded. 

“As you wish master.” 

The servant bowed,  left the shackled male and helped the pregnant girl back to her feet.  The two quickly left the room.  

“Much training awaits you Kamri, but first  I need you at your full strength.”  

Yuldasha looked over the bound male while sipping her exquisite, pillaged wine.

“You. Come forth.”

The athletic human slowly stepped forward, stopping at the side of Yuldasha’s chair. He appeared to be in his thirties. The chains rattled against his soft, warm, light skin. The man’s chiseled face was worn and sorrowful. His dark eyes matched his cropped dark brown hair. His clean shaven chest was covered in scars and slashes of various age, signs of many battles and torture.       

“Hmm, a former Goldalin soldier I see. Seems there are still a few of you rats left.” Yuldasha paused for a moment, flashing her eyes before smiling. 

” …Oh, and a commander… Well would you look at that. You’re either one of Goldalin’s greatest cowards or worst commanding officers – seeing as you were not smashed under hoof or killed in combat.” 

Yuldasha laughed softly and Kamri smiled to herself still eating.  

Yuldasha reached over and cupped the man’s package, lifting his balls ever so slightly, feeling and measuring the weight.  

” …but with a package this small and diminutive, its no wonder you were captured. ” 

Yuldasha wrapped her thumb and index finger around the top of his testicules, softly pinching them off from his cock. She gripped his balls with the rest of her hand and tugged downward slowly with a soft amount of pressure.

” I suppose these will do.” 

Yuldasha pulled the man by his package closer to the edge of the table.The man grunted softly into his mouth gag. She reached for an empty glass and slid it to the edge of the table. 

” Now, what to do about this?” 

Yuldasha asked, looking at the man’s small flaccid cock.  

The demoness reached over to a small jar sitting on the table. She reached into the jar and retrieved a smearing of slick balm, anointing her hand. She began stroking the man’s petite soft cock, sliding her hand back and forth while looking up at the man smiling.

“Listen closely, little boy. You’re going to fill this entire glass to the brim. Once you’re finished, you’re going to do it again and again. You will keep filling them until we are satiated. Your days as an honorable soldier are over boy. You’re now merely cum livestock and nothing more. I do not care about your well-being, your stamina, or your comfort. If you release your load prematurely or before I say so, there will be consequences. If you do not fulfill your quota in a timely manner, there will be…much harsher consequences.  Is that understood? ” 

The man nodded up and down in fear.

Yuldasha tugged down on his balls with considerable force this time.

“I’m sorry, what was that? I didn’t hear you.”

The man groaned and responded, muffled by his mouth gag.     

” Good. Then let us begin.” 

Yuldasha started stroking the man’s cock, slowly running her long fingers across his shaft. His short cock began to erect and slowly harden. Yuldasha smiled and kept stroking, feeling his rod harden in her hand.

“Thats a good boy.”     

Yuldasha’s hand enveloped his whole stocky cock. His fully erect member just barely reached across the other side of her palm. The demoness increased her rhythm slightly, her hand sliding back and forth smoothly. The man gasped behind his mouth gag and flexed his cock between pumps. Yuldasha continued to stroke, turning her attention towards Kamri. 

“Enjoying your meal Kamri?” 

Yuldasha asked while still stroking the man’s cock.  

” Yes, I am master. Thank you.” 

Kamri responded, watching the slave being jerked off.

“How are your senses Kamri ? Do you feel any different?” 

Yuldasha slowed her stroking down to shorter but stronger strokes, squeezing her palm over his cock head. With her free left hand, she unclasped her top and removed it, letting her large, heavy tits bounce out freely. She pulled the man closer, so every stroke caused her tits to jiggle and bounce softly. The man moaned softly as his body began tensing.

” Yes master, my reflexes seem more attuned. My senses sharper. My cravings…”      

 Kamri paused and  watched her master’s hand work the slave’s cock. She salivated in anticipation. She could sense the man coming close to orgasm. She could feel his body’s longing and deep desire. He tried to control and hide it, ashamed and embarrassed. He was betraying his land, his people and fallen comrades.

The man groaned, coming closer to climax as his shaft flexed wildly. Precum began dripping from his cock, splattering onto the dark marble table.

“I did not say you could cum yet. You better control yourself, slave. “

The man moaned into his gag, his tight abdominal muscles now flexing, trying to hold back.

Yuldasha increased her pace again. Her hand sliding up his shaft and back down, again and again, her tits bouncing in unison. The man’s breathing increased.

” Aww poor baby? Are you ready to cum and I won’t let you? ” 

Yuldasha frowned mocking the cock-slave. 

The man’s cock began to flex harder as he moaned even louder. 

“All this whining. You better give me a nice thick load.”

The man’s back arched slightly and his thighs tensed up as he reached his climax.

Yuldasha felt his cock’s first pump and she immediately stopped stroking. She simply held his cock with her thumb and index finger, denying him the satisfaction of a pleasant orgasm. She aimed his cock at the glass and let him fire off his load. The man shook and moaned as his cock launched a salvo of cum into the glass.   

Kamri’s eyes light up in hunger. She licked her lips as she watched the thick load pour into the clear glass. The white ropey strands ran down the inside, pooling and filling the glass.   

Yuldasha shook her head in disappointment. 

“Tisk, tisk. I don’t remember saying you could release your load yet.”

 The man fired off his last salvo, filling a quarter of the glass total. Yuldasha lifted the glass, examining the volume. 

” Hmm, looks like it’s going to be a long night for you, my little cock-slave. You’re even more pathetic than I thought. I was being generous; I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. But you truly have not a single thing going for you, do you? 

No homeland, no honor… and your manhood here… if you can even call it that. Ha! you couldn’t pleasure a winged imp with this.    

You clearly cannot command and you certainly aren’t intelligent. You failed to follow one simple direction!”  

      

Kamri couldn’t control herself. The sight of the man’s seed drove her over the edge. She dug her nails into the table trying to restrain herself.

Yuldasha suddenly stopped pestering the man and watched Kamri. Yuldasha smiled wide.  She looked back at the man. 

“Again slave.”

Yuldasha gripped the man’s flaccid cock and begin stroking it again. Her hands began to glow a soft green as her twisted magic forced his cock erect., instantly making him harden. Yuldasha slowly stroked her slave’s cock, slowly jerking him off for several minutes.  She watched Kamri agonize in lust and hunger.    

“Oh, you want this badly, don’t you Kamri? “

The man began to shiver again as his cock started to flex.

Yuldasha slid her hand faster, her large tits bouncing and rebounding off her arm.

“Not yet. You will surely regret it if you cum without my permission again.”

The man grunted. His raspy weakening voice got  heavier and heavier before cuming hard into the glass, filling it more. Yuldasha smirked, shaking her head in disappointment.     

Yuldasha watched Kamri for a moment sensing her frenzy of hunger. She finally decided to slide the glass across the smooth marble table towards Kamri, snatching up the glass. Her eyes flared intensely. She did not drink from it;  she waited obediently for her master to give her the okay instead. 

“Enjoy, Kamri.” Yuldasha nodded in approval.   

Kamri poured the glass of warm cum into her mouth. She closed her eyes in pleasure as the sustenance filled her. She felt her body explode in an orgasmic high. She shivered as the seed splashed across her tongue and down her throat. All of her senses were being strongly elevated. She dragged her sharp nails across the table slowly, lost in ecstasy. Her vision focused solely on the slave. She wanted more and she wanted more now. She slowly rose to her feet, both hands resting on the table. Her head arched down, her darkening hair falling across her face. She peered up at the human glaring in an animalistic nature. 

Yuldasha raised her palm up towards Kamri, signaling her to hold her position. The demoness stood up from her chair while looking at her cock-slave. She reached down and unhinged his mouth gag, dropping it to the floor.

 She bent over slightly bringing herself to his height and level. She pressed her heavy tits across his bare chest, twirling her finger around his chain leash.

“Well, little boy, I was looking forward to punishing you myself. But it looks as if Kamri has other plans for you. I’m afraid her punishment will be far greater…and much longer.” Yuldasha bent over further and softly kissed the weak man on the lips before shoving him backward violently. She turned and started to leave the room.

“He’s all yours Kamri.”   

 Kamri launched herself across the table in a predatory manner. She landed smoothly on the floor before rising up fully, moving quickly towards the man.

The slave looked on in fear and confusion, bracing himself for impact or possible death. Kamri leapt high, pouncing onto the man. Her nails dug into his collar bones as she rose her legs around his hips. The man fell backward towards the wall. The grey surface caught his fall as his back slammed into it hard. Kamri slid her claws downward leaving superficial slashes down his chest. The man screamed and tried regaining his balance, shifting his weight forward. With both hands, Kamri shoved him backward again into the wall with immense strength, the force cracking the stone wall.      

Kamri quickly dropped down, lowering herself  into a squatting position. She drove her face into the man’s neither regions. She growled hungrily stuffing his cock into her soft, salivating mouth, her thick lips smothering his entire cock with ease. She pushed her head forward, taking his cock into her throat. Kamri moaned in pleasure yearning for the taste of his cum. She came back off his cock, drool spilling down her chest and to the floor. 

“Give me your cum!”

Kamri yelled in crazed growl, before hastily going back down on the man’s cock. She sucked him off, slurping back and forth. The man moaned as Kamri violently drew on his manhood. She came back up again, more saliva spilling out as the man attempted  to lean forward again. Kamri slid one arm up to his chest and pushed the man back hard into the wall, holding him in place as she continued sucking away. Long strands of spit fell to the floor as she slobbered across his shaft bobbing her head back and forth. The man grunted as he began to cum again. Kamri pushed her head down on his cock hard. resting her lips at the base, suckling his warm seed. She gentility dug her nails into the man’s stomach as he shook in orgasm. His cock flexed repeatedly, blowing his load deep into her throat. Kamri bobbed back and forth again, pumping every last drop out of his cock with her lips. Her eyes flared in nefarious passion driving her into twisted jubilation. 

She pulled off his cock gasping for air as thick ropes of cum hung from her mouth. She reached up and slurped up the strands, not missing a drop. She looked up at the tired man’s eyes smiling an evil smile. 

“More.”

She grabbed the man and tossed him to the floor on his back. She rolled over him, straddling him backwards. The weak man tried to rise, lifting his upper body. Kamri rested her shins across his chest and pushed him back down with ease, pinning him to the floor. Kamri shoved his softening cock back into her mouth and began slurping on it lovingly, starting a new round of forced oral torture.      

   

>><< 

The moon vanished behind the oncoming tempest.  The lightning in the distance came closer to the spire.  Thunder was crackling and crashing, erupting in the nocturnal heavens above. A light rain began falling, splattering across the Spire’s surface. Rain flooded the viewport surface, the sky’s tears coming down in long slick sheets. Yuldasha’s hooves clicked in the vast chamber as she made her way into another large room. Soft purple flames bounced softly as if dancing in the night breeze.        

 A giant scaled Worm lay dormant, completely stretched out on a massive marble table extending the whole far side of the chamber wall. Yuldasha gazed at the beast for a moment, the lighting outside casting shocks of white light across its rough textured skin. 

“Guards! Bring me forth Ulla – the human responsible for damaging our prison cell level.”

A guard soon returned with Ulla. The strong woman struggled in the demon guard’s grip. Determination and defiance glared from her brown eyes.   

“Ah, if it isn’t Ulla Stormgate,  Goldalin Royal Garrison, if I’m not mistaken.

Please come closer; let me gaze upon the face of opposition and enmity.” 

The guard pulled her closer. Ulla struggled and resisted trying to break free. She finally yielded and came closer to Yuldasha. 

“You rats seem to be sprouting up all over. Your family wasn’t as stubborn in their deaths. In fact, your brother was a good boy, he even kneeled before me, begging before I crushed his windpipe. But you seem to be a bit more…tenacious and indomitable. I do wonder…how did you survive the Worm? Tell me Ulla, was it raw skill or simply dumb luck ?…I’d place coin on the later. “

Ulla grimaced in anger before spitting a wad of saliva at Yuldasha, catching her on the side of her face.

Yuldasha’s eyes flared in anger, her dark pupil slanting tightly. She quickly calmed herself and gently wiped her face off. She fumbled her bottom lip with her sharp fangs, eyeing the human. 

“Before I decimate you, I want you to witness greatness. “

Yuldasha opened her arms, raising them towards the high ceiling. A giant orb of dark arcane energy formed, hissing and popping. Ulla felt the hair on her back rising as a static energy field began radiating in all directions. A massive stream of magic launched out striking the Worm. The colossal beast rose into the air, letting out a long sickening screech and started disintegrating. The creature’s flesh flaked away like burning parchment. Petrified chunks, cinders, and ash fell to the dark stone floor. 

Various bones and digested humanoid skulls fell to the floor, rolling over to Yuldasha’s hooves. The great Worm was completely burned away. All remaining pieces of the beast vanished. After the smoke and magic wafted away, only a dark, silk like cocoon floated in the air. The large black chrysalis softly descended down to the table. Ulla looked on in terror.

Yuldasha approached the cocoon and touched the casing. The cocoon melted away in a stream of dark viscous liquid. The oily, umber colored fluid spilled onto the floor in a thick puddle, leaving behind a humanoid figure. 

A thin layer of embryonic film stretched across the figure’s body, the slimy film slushing off the form like a snake shedding it’s skin.  

The person rolled to its side coughing up fluid, gasping for air and shivering uncontrollably. The person mumbled gibberish softly, its deep purple eyes rolling in and out of focus.

“Welcome back to the land of the living, Tasha .”   

Tasha rolled to her side in pain.

 “Your body has been sustained in a venom-induced coma. 

These Worms are interesting creatures. 

Aeltha and myself have learned over the years that If no nutrition is required at the time of  feeding, they will store its prey within an internal cocoon. The cocoon’s fluid will maintain its prey’s life for a short span of time – roughly a week or so, before it will begin to break you down and digest you. Luckily for you, I got a hold of this one before that process took place.”    

Tasha only looked around the room dazed and confused, drifting in and out of consciousness.

“Don’t worry, you will come around. And when you do, we will discuss your naughty behavior.” Yuldasha flashed a fang before calling over a guard.

“Get her cleaned up and take her to my personal holding cell.”

“Yes master.”  The guardsmen replied. He lifted the weak elf over his shoulder and walked off.

Yuldasha approached Ulla, running her hands up to her long brunette hair.

“So you see Ulla, absolute power. I control your destiny now. I control your living and your death. And I’ll control everything in-between. You should show some respect to your God . 

Yuldasha grinned. 

“I’ll die before I worship you! You bloody witch! You miserable,  god forsake- ” Ulla spat out.

Yuldasha lunged her hand outward grasping Ulla’s neck, cutting her chain of insults off. The demoness lifted her off her feet.

“You will only die if I allow you to, my dear.” 

Ulla’s feet kicked wildly. She lifted her hands gripping Yuldasha’s wrist, trying to break her grip. Ulla’s milky face started to turn blue.

Suddenly a guard rushed into the chamber, running forth before bowing down to one knee.

“Master Yuldasha. Please excuse my intrusion. Acolyte Jelthra has returned with a Northern Queen.”

   

Yuldasha ignored the guard and continued choking Ulla. Her kicking began to falter and weaken. Yuldasha finally snapped out of her berserk state and dropped Ulla to the floor, leaving her coughing and gasping for air.

“Dumb luck strikes again, it would seem. I will deal with you at a later time.”

Yuldasha spun around and approached the guard. 

“What did you say?” 

  The guard remained on one knee. 

“Acolyte Jelthra master; she has returned with the Northern Queen of Wayyel and a young human.”

Yuldasha gripped the demon’s long black hair, pulling his head upward. She reached down and unsheathed the guards own long dagger. Without hesitation she slit the demon’s throat. A violent spray of red mist splashed upward across her face. She released the demon’s hair and the guard fell forward into a pool of his own blood. The surrounding guards looked on in confusion and fear. Yuldasha dropped the dagger  and turned to leave the chamber. 

“This is interesting news indeed… Next time knock. “

She headed out of the room with a splash of fresh blood dripping across her face.

By: Lucien

Rejuvenation. I could feel the vibrant, twisted energy coursing through my elven body. Every sense was sharp and clear. The haze of confusion and terror vanished – only a crisp, primal focus was present. I saw details that went unnoticed before. I felt the movements in the air density shifting around me. I could smell the fresh blood and sweat that flooded this Spire. I inhaled deeply; the complex aromas of sex and fear filling me. I salivated at the mixture of pheromones twirling in the air. Dragons, horses, Keeat hounds, Worms… the thick musk of male Kazdruk soldiers. Leather and steel, fresh smoke and embers; I took all of it in, my mind processing it in a crazed frenzy.  Above all, I felt the unbreakable bond to my Master. A drone in her hive, tethered by her psychic chain.

Master had ordered me to wander the halls freely, to take everything in. I felt lighter on my feet, faster and stronger. My legs flexed with every brisk step I took, advancing through the hollow halls with ease. My breasts were being hugged tightly under my newly adorned Kazdruk armor, having been reduced slightly to a more manageable size. I peered upward, gazing across the stone walls, examining every unique sculpture and support column. 

My heart skipped a beat when I caught the scent of a familiar wood. A quick and brief waft; I inhaled deeply.  My thoughts immediately began to falter and relapse. I stumbled for a second, losing balance momentarily. The smell triggered a glimpse of a memory of the Zelkathorn jungles. Elu’s face filled my mind. I was set back, suddenly questioning who I was. The foggy thoughts of my past…I couldn’t remember. Fear poured into me. Who was I? Where am I? Enemy territory? My mind was flooded with questions and chaos. I fell to the side, supporting my body with my arm against the cold wall. I felt sick to my stomach. What have I done?

The sound of screaming echoed from far off in the Spire, perhaps many floors below. The shrieks were bouncing off the high walls over and over before finally fading.  The sound broke my relapse, as the inner animal inside me took control again. The beast inside re-kindled.  I smiled at the sound – the pleasantly dreadful sound of pain and anguish. 

>><< 

The cold air rushed across Jelthra’s face as she peered into the horizon. The appearance of a cluster of white islands filtered through the heavy, winter cloud cover. Each island was speckled with snowcapped mountains sparkling in the dusk.  She pulled Daliik’s reins, commanding him to drop from their altitude sharply into a controlled nosedive. Jelthra had been traveling for almost a day, her destination now finally coming into her vision. The sun was setting, casting deep orange rays of sunlight across Daliik’s dark scales.  She and her dragon leveled off considerably low, skimming across the deep blue Saja Ruun Ocean and falling below visual sight of any guard towers along the western Coast of Crystals.  Jelthra continued onward across the ocean towards the elven island of Wayyel.   

AzurLyyn.  -The Elvish Prosperity-

 “With due respect your Highness – we won’t last much longer! We need to take the battle to them! And we need to do it now!” Javan spoke.

The young human’s golden brown, shoulder length hair danced as he spoke before the Wayyel elven council. His deep brown eyes pleading with all at the round marble table.  

“That would certainly be suicide Javan!” King Tepel spoke.  “Kazdruk and its godforsaken Tortured Sea is far too hazardous! It can’t be navigated safely. Not only that, but It would require us leaving AzurLyyn completely exposed.” 

The King’s age was catching up with him, his soft round gut covered in an elegant royal robe. His fur coat was lined in jewels and exquisitely tailored trim.  The soft wrinkles on his weathered face danced as he spoke, sharply contrasted by his immaculately kept white beard and bushy white eyebrows. 

“For the last time boy, I will not sanction such chaotic actions at the expense of my elven people! We will stay and defend our lands.”

Javan bowed before the King and turned his attention towards the Queen.  “Your Excellence, please; you must see the madness behind this, no? We can’t sit here forever!”  

“He speaks true, Javan,” The elven woman spoke softly. “Even if all of the houses came to an agreement, the risk would still be too high.”

The white chamber danced with winter butterflies and small azure birds. The setting sun burned through the chamber’s great glass window. The Queen palmed a small purple flower, spinning the petals between her soft fingers. Her long snow white dress glimmered in the late afternoon sunlight. White fur trim ran up the shoulders and around her thin neck, outlining her soft elven face.  Her icy blue eyes pierced through the human. 

“Javan, come. Take a walk with me.”

The young man nodded and followed The Queen out of the chamber.

The two walked outside onto a long, engraved pine bridge, covered in a light dusting of fresh snow and arching over a deep valley overlooking the South. The Queen’s white dress conformed to her hourglass figure tightly, hips swaying with every light step she took. Javan tried his best not to stare, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of her beautiful body. Although she was much older than himself, the sheer beauty emanating from her royal elven bloodline was hypnotic.

She appeared to be in her late thirties or mid-forties, Javan thought to himself. He continued to watch as her round ass bounced softly. He could make out the faint line of her thong through her white elven fabric. Her long braided platinum hair swayed back and forth with every step. Suddenly, The Queen spun and faced Javan. Javan quickly looked away as if he had been staring off into the horizon this whole time. He slowly and casually looked back at her. The young man quickly caught himself looking at her heaving chest, barely hidden in her extremely low cut dress. Javan made sure to keep his eyes up high. He used her elegant gold woven crown band as a target. She only smiled.  

“Javan my dear, I know the loss of your family five years ago was arduous and difficult. You’re a young man now; mature and strong willed. Much like this Frost Rose – determined and ever evolving to survive.”    

Javan found himself lost in her plunging cleavage again, enchanted jewels resting on her soft white skin. The view was very inviting, but he quickly snapped his eyes back upward.   

The two looked out into the southern horizon across to the icy Feather Sea. The Island of Vilaya lied beyond, not too distant from the shore. 

“The Demons have taken so much, Queen Aria.” Javan spoke, his voice filled with sadness and sorrow.

“Please Javan, just call me Aria,” The Queen smiled. “Indeed they have taken much. But you must have patience Javan. The demons want us to make hasty decisions; they want us to lash out in revenge and blind hatred… They will not win this war Javan.”        

>><< 

Jelthra had earlier flown past the shores of Romelawield and Desstada under the veil of the young night sky. The sun’s last rays sizzled out over the western horizon, vanishing into the sea. Jelthra banked hard northeastward, cutting across the snowy island before landing on the shores of Wayyel. 

Jelthra dismounted Daliik, her black boots launching up a cloud of fresh powder.  She made her way up the snowy beachhead silently, crouching low and strafing. She kept her silhouette between the approaching northern trees and the elegant castle in the near distance. Jelthra caught two elven sentries carrying long pikes, each crossing the other’s path before moving apart from one another. Without slowing her pace, she silently ran up to the first guard tossing a throwing knife. Before the knife caught its target, she was already in the air.  She drew her black sword, coming down onto her second target. The throwing knife caught the first guard in his trachea. He let out a faint gargled wheezing cry. The elfish guard fell to his knees in a pool of blood, his agony muffled out by the icy crashing waves.

Jelthra came down in one swift motion over the second sentry, cleaving his head clean off. She made her way through the natural wall of trees, slowly scanning the area for more guards. She reached the side of a valley overlooking the south side of the Elfish royal palace. Guards surrounded the area marching back and forth, their extravagant armor reflecting the ambient torchlight. Jelthra laid prone, holstering her scoped crossbow. She begin scanning the area carefully. She found the main castle walkway and started monitoring the windows of every warm glowing room.

“Where… are… you?”

Her search of all the major windows ended without luck. But just as she was going to leave the area, she caught movement at the east side of the main walkway. A young human male and a female royal elf; her adorned headband sparking wildly in the low light.

“Ah, waz do we have here?”

Jelthra followed the two as they made their way up the stone walkway, her crosshairs on the boy’s chest. The two disappeared behind a cobblestone column. Jelthra lost visual of them momentarily before they reappeared on the upper level walkway. The two made their way onto the center porch before entering two large glass doors.            

Jelthra smiled to herself. She swapped out her crossbow’s ordinance, switching to a bolt with a coiled spool of rope attached to the end. She took the metal piece at the end of the rope and squeezed it. Two sharp toothed prongs lashed out. She wrapped the pronged end around a nearby tree before sinking the teeth into the thick tree bark.

She raised her crossbow again and fired the arrow off downward towards the center porch, trailed by the uncoiling rope. The arrow bolt struck perfectly above the door frame of the glass double doors. Jelthra quickly loaded two short coiled dual bolts onto her bow before tossing a clip around the rope and leaping down into the valley. She held the sliding clip with her right hand while shouldering her high powered crossbow with her right. Jel slid silently through the night air over the valley and kicked through the large glass doors. The Queen and boy jumped at the sudden crash as glass and debris launched in all directions. Without hesitation, Jel raised her cross bow and fired off the dual bolts towards the Queen. The bolts went wide in opposite directions, still attached together with a short rope. The wild trip-wire bolts wrapped around the Queen’s legs, ensnaring her ankles. The Queen screamed; losing her balance she spun and fell onto an oak wood table. Two armed guards instantly stormed into the room. Their swords were drawn, rushing towards Jelthra. She unsheathed her long ebony blade, easily parrying off the elven guards’ strikes. The first guard came in high with his silver blade above his head, barely missing the ceiling. Jelthra took advantage of his clumsy attempt and kicked him in the stomach, bringing him down to his knees in agony and dropping his sword. Jel punched him in the face with the pommel of her sword, knocking him out cold. The second guard swung low and to the side. She dodged the swipe and countered with a strike to the man’s leg, sending a mist of blood spraying across the clean floor. The man clutched his slashed thigh in pain before Jel drove her sword tip through the guard’s sternum. 

Without thinking, the boy picked up the fallen guard’s sword. The young untrained man swung wildly at Jelthra’s back. She deflected the boy’s blade at the last possible second, shifting her slightly off balance. The boy swung again in blind anger knocking Jelthra’s sword from her hand. 

“You have zum heart, kid.” Jel smiled.

She reached behind her back and pulled out two more short arrows, one in each hand. She uncoiled the short rope between them and rushed the boy. Jel got in close, denying the boy room to maneuver the large sword. He began to tumble backward, shuffling wildly. Jelthra used the rope as a weapon, entangling his arm and twisting his wrist. She bent his arm awkwardly and kicked it, knocking the sword out of his hand. Jelthra followed through smoothly, spinning the boy around and wrapping the short rope around the boy’s neck, choking him out slowly. The Queen stumbled up to her feet and tried to untie the tightly twisted snare around her ankles. As the boy’s body fell limp, Jelthra shackled his arms and tossed him onto the floor in front of the broken doors. She leapt over the oak table and landed in front of the Queen, smiling wide.

The Queen frantically tried uniting the impossibly tangled rope, knowing her attempts were futile.

“You sure are a pretty one, little queen lady,” Jel sneered before simply pushing her over.  The Queen sobbed, still trying to free herself. 

“Free me at once! You’ll never get away with this! I am the Qu-” 

Jel cut her off with a boot to her stomach.

“Zhut up, you stupid pretentious bitch.” 

Jelthra shackled the Queen’s hands and gaged her mouth before tossing her next to the boy. Jelthra picked up her sword, stood out on the porch, and whistled out loudly into the valley. A regiment of puzzled royal guards looked up from the courtyard. All of them scrambled for the stone stairs, some carrying brightly lit touches.  

“Intruder! Someone stop her!” A guard yelled out. 

Jel smiled and pulled out two small vials of fluid. She tossed one behind her into the room and tossed the second one down the stone walkway. The glass ampules shattered, soaking the cobble stone with clear fluid. The liquid quickly began to vaporize and dissipate into the nearby area.

Daliik appeared out of the heavy woodlands hearing her masters call, screeching loudly before taking flight towards Jelthra’s position. The guards made their way up to the upper level.  Daliik swung in overhead to the side of the royal porch. Jelthra quickly pushed the Boy and the Queen over the edge. The dragon caught both of them with his talons. Jel quickly ran and leapt onto Daliik’s back as he rose up high into the sky, a volley of arrows just missing them.

The group of guards reached the porch readying their next volley of arrows as a slower guard carrying a torch followed behind. The guard ran into the group, inadvertently igniting the vaporized ampules.  The entire porch violently exploded, bursting into a massive, brilliant fireball of flames.

By: Lucien

Molten waves crashed across the onyx stone shore, the violent rip tide pulling bones and dried out remains into its embrace. The blood red, racing sky spun wildly over the lava ocean. I felt my legs sinking into the the hot sand, surrounded by deep piles of skulls and melting flesh. The air was filled with choking ash, soot smeared across my blistering skin as I stood, sinking slowly. Black crows cried out over head, circling my decaying body. I could see him again. Elu. in the distance on a wood boat, impossibly floating through the ocean’s flames. He was waving goodbye, I screamed out to him, not to leave. but only ash spilled from my mouth, crumbling out before me. My tears turning to glass as they fell from my face. I could feel the hatred growing deep inside, twisting at my core. Catalyst of spite and vengeance boiling deep.

I awoke violently. My heart racing and blood pulsing. Waking from one nightmare into another. I’m losing my sense of reality, I no longer know what day it is, or what time. My mind is lapsing, sometimes I can’t remember my own name. Here I am again, My vision trying to adjust to the dreary but familiar chamber. I stood shackled, with my arms stretched above my head still, only my location changed. A great glass pane view stood before me, an endless sprawl of sand and crimson dunes. High above the spire still. It was dusk, or so it appeared. I could see the sun starting to set, disappearing over the dead horizon. The dirty golden fire ball sinking through a wall of torn clouds. My eyes felt much more sensitive towards the light today, I tried my best to look away. Every breath I took was countered with slight pain. My chest was sore, my breast’s felt swollen and heavy. They seemed slightly larger then the night before. They heaved heavily with each exhale I took.

“A beautiful sight, No?”

Yuldasha’s voice echoed out.

Her voice sent chills down my spine. My mind twisting, a subtle predatory hunger filled my being at the sound of her.

“An entire human empire now nothing but a sea of desolation.

Absolute power, Kamri… Look at that setting sun. Symbolic of life being snuffed out, clearing the way for the creatures of the night… always been my favorite time of day. “

The thought did not bring sorrow or hatred. My morel’s felt conflicted. The thought of an empire being leveled strangely excited me. The sense of power and conquer allured me deep inside. It was the first positive emotion I’d felt in days.

I felt Yuldasha’s presences behind me. My hairs stood on end as I heard her cloven hooves clicking softly, coming closer. She ran her fingers down my naked back, her nails brushing softly down my skin.

“How are we feeling today, Kamri?” Yuldasha asked. Running her fingers up my back to my neck.

I didn’t respond.

I felt a warm sensation across my back as dark magic surged trough my spine. Yuldasha’s hand became hot as fire. but the burning sensation felt pleasant.

I felt the energy run to my core. I gasped as a powerful wave of pleasure surged through me. I felt my breast’s becoming heavier, engorged with dark magic, slowly expanding. I let out a small wimpier as my heavy tits gained considerable weight. I felt my pussy dripping. My body burning with primal desires.

 “Your body betrays you, my precious little bitch.” Yuldasha whispered into my ear. Squeezing my ass tightly.

Her magic was overpowering me, I wanted her. I hungered for her. I tried fighting the urge. My thighs pushed together in pleasure as my cunt ached for her. Her presence was driving me mad with lust. The dark animal inside longed for her.

“My, my Kamri. Your aura of lust is astounding. I’m slightly disappointed in how quickly you broke. Your will power dried up significantly. Although not to surprising. Once one is exposed to my seed, You’ll fall apart rather quickly. I was just hoping you’d be a little stronger and last at least a day longer. Perhaps I was to aggressive and filled you up, one to many times.”

Her voice was mesmerizing, I couldn’t control my lust, I needed her. I couldn’t fight with myself any longer. I wanted her. I could feel darkness coursing through my veins.

I looked back, over my shoulder, biting my lips. Yuldasha sat down on her throne, she pulled me back with her, resting me her lap. She spread my legs across her powerful thighs. I looked down, her thick cock was growing between my legs, brushing across my wet lips. The hulking cock throbbed slightly, up and down. I shuttered at the thought of it inside me again. A soft moan escaped from my lips, her long tail began stroking my clit, sliding up and down. Yuldasha lifted me sightly and brought me down on the head of her monstrous equine like cock. Her wide member pushing my lips apart, forcing its way in. My lips stretched more, struggling to take her cock inside. I slide down her shaft slowly, the thick fat head pushing up side, stretching my tight walls.

“Mmm,tight as ever, my little pet.” Yuldasha spoke before running her wet tongue across my neck.

I could feel Yuldasha pushing herself up into me farther. The feeling was intoxicating. My eyes grew heavy as she stretched me wide. She reached up and fondled my heavy breasts, pushing them up, momentarily relieving the heavy weight. She begin thrusting into me, softly pumping in and out of my tight pussy.

The immense pleasure increased. Her whole cock was almost completely buried inside me. She kept pushing in and out of my dripping twat. My mind failed and crumbled from the pleasure. My purest instincts taking over. My darkest desires and carnivorous passion radiating. I no longer held back, and pushed my ass back into her. Grinding myself wildly on her. My heavy tits bouncing in unison. I was her fuck toy and it felt godlike. I road her massive member, pleasuring myself on her as she thrusted inward. I felt my body shiver as an orgasmic tremor ran through me. I screamed out in lust, Yuldasha didn’t hold back. She continued to fuck me hard. Her cock pummeling my tight pussy.

“This is my gift to you, Kamri.”

Yuldasha sank her cock inside and held it their, as an explosion of warm cum erupted deep inside me. Her warm seed shot upward, flooding my insides again. The torrent overflowing my womb. My eyes rolled back as her twisted seed enveloped me. The chamber spun. My body trembled. My vision suddenly flashed into dark flames, as every painful dark emotion I ever experienced, flooded my mind. Ending with my family and my lost love Elu.

Yuldasha & Kamri

Yuldasha’s cock pulled out, splashing her thick semen across the floor. My chains detached and I fell to the cold floor. Thick loads of cum poring from my cunt. I laid there panting like a wild animal, vile energy sparking off my soft skin arcing around the puddle of cum. I spun around slowly, facing Yuldasha on all fours. Wiping my head upward to face her. I no longer felt hatred towards her, I no longer feared this spire, I didn’t want to run or escape. I wanted to remain in her presence. I could feel my body changing inside. My demeanor shifting. I ran my tongue across my teeth and felt my sharp canines extending. I only smiled at her. Kneeling in her puddle of cum.

My queen, my matriarch, my master.

“Clean me off, my child. Prove to me, your loyalty. ” Yuldasha ordered smiling.

“Yes Master.”

 I responded happily like a child receiving a new toy.

I crawled slowly towards her on all fours, reaching out to her semi-erect cock. Her thick member drenched in warm cum. I struggled to wrap my lips around her flared head. I greedily stuffed it inside my mouth, stretching my lips around its girth and began suckling softly. Yuldasha purred and laid back in her throne.

“Thats it, drink up Kamri, don’t be shy.” My master spoke.

My eyes flared in hunger.

>><<

The following morning.  

  Jelthra made her way up the long spiraling stair case, her boots echoing through the deep stone stairwell. The feeling of nervousness and excitement flowing through her. Two Kazdruk guards stood by the entrance of Yuldasha’s main chamber. The two recognized Jelthra and shifted to their sides. The two nodded before Jelthra letting her pass. She hesitated before entering the chamber, Clearing her throat and adjusting her skin tight, dark violet reptilian skinned dress. She took a deep breath and entered Yuldasha’s lair.

“Ah, Jelthra I’ve been expecting you.” Yuldasha spoke catching Jel off guard.

Yuldasha stood naked, looking out her glass view port. Her long robust legs sparkled in the early morning light. Each thigh muscle catching the choked out sun rays. Her long demon tail slowly waved back and forth, drawing Jel’s eyes to her wide hips and thick round ass. Her natural pussy glistening in the sun’s radiance. The eastern early morning sun rise was being smothered out in the heavy demonic cloud cover. Some golden-red beams managed to squeeze through the dark clouds beaming into Yuldasha’s room. She stood staring off across the Tortured Sea. An endless sandy, desert graveyard of the once beautiful Goldulin Empire. Dunes and ash swirling in the morning wind. She stood pondering her empire’s advance. Yuldasha watched out the glass view intently, stroking a large elongated reptilian creature, lost in thought, her green serpentine eyes set on the horizon.

“It would seem you have important information to share with me Sorceress.” The demoness spoke, eyes still fixed on the deep red sands.

“Yes Master, indeed I do.” Jelthra spoke, walking closer and joining Yuldasha’s side. The human stood rigid, arms crossed behind her back staring across the barren lands. Her head only barley reaching Yuldasha’s shoulder.

“Yesterday the Northern Elf, Cazel revealed to me zee location of her Houses’ Queen.” Jelthra spoke.

“She’s on the Warden Izland of Wayyel.”

“Impressive Jelthra. Your interrogation techniques serve you well.” Yuldasha responded. ” If only your family could see you now.” The demoness smiled.

Jelthra paused for a moment.

“My family cared nothing of me, or my skillz. They’re better off six-feet under. They only served az a hindrance of my true potential.” Jelthra spoke without emotion, staring across the crimson dunes beside her master.

Yuldasha smiled. “Surly your father would be proud.” Twisting her mental knife into Jelthra’s mind.

“My father wazz an abusive drunk. He got what he deserved.” Jelthra spoke remaining cold and emotionless.

“Tell me Jelthra, when he touched you at night, how did it feel? Yuldasha smirked.

Jelthra grimaced slightly, her eyes piercing, silent in anger. Seething deep inside.

” I have no regrets for driving my blade into hiz neck. I hear hiz blood filled gargled cries every night before I fall asleep. The sound is comforting. A pleasant reminder of who I waz and who I am now.” Jelthra spoke calming herself.

“Yes a predator, a truly beautiful creature. The beauty was in your break down Jelthra. Your metamorphosis was triumphant. Your hatred drives you. You lack remorse and empathy. Your resentment gives you strength, makes you more perceptible to our gifts and dark magics. Abhorrence in its purest form.” Yuldasha spoke.

Jelthra ‘s orange eyes sparked with fury, she clutched her fist’s tightly, nodding in approval.

“When I found you six years ago Jelthra, covered in the blood of my greatest soldiers. I knew your hatred was close to peeking. The bloodlust in the air was intoxicating. I’ll never forget your former sky-blue eyes. The last pathetic sliver of innocents. Washed away in the study of our arts and training.” Yuldasha spoke smiling.

” Give me purpose Mazter, let me hunt down zee Queen.” Jelthra spoke with honor.

Yuldasha flashed her fangs before smiling.

“Patiences Jelthra. Like this Pit Relisk I hold, carried here with me from home. It never blindly strikes at its prey. It stalks them first, studies their every move, learns their errors, then strikes. The strike is vicious but elegant, sinking its fangs into its prey. Savoring its prey’s slow death. Magnificent creatures. The creatures of this plane are weak Jelthra. They evolve simply to survive, They’re not destined to conquer. Do not forget that.” Yuldasha spoke taking her gaze off the horizon.

Yuldasha turned, outstretching her arm. The dark Pit Relisk jumped off her arm before running across the dark floor into the shadows. The demoness towered over Jelthra and ran her finger down Jelthra’s forehead, down her nose and stoping on her thick blue lips. Yuldasha took one step closer. Jelthra looked up into Yuldasha’s green eyes, Jel’s heart now racing. Yuldahsa ran her finger across Jel’s face and then down her long scar running down the left side of her cheek. Yuldasha’s finger ran back up her face and into Jel’s long straight black hair. Jelthra closed her eyes as the demon ran her fingers through her strands. The feeling was relaxing as small tingles ran down Jel’s neck. Jel could feel her body relaxing, her rigidness easing. Jel’s shoulders began to slouch as Yuldasha’s fingers brushed across her face again.

Yuldasha grabbed a handful of Jel’s hair and pulled her head back, breaking Jel out of her state of pleasure. The demoness pulled her hair back hard, Jel emitting a soft audible cry of pain. Caught off guard by her master’s maneuver. Emerald sparks of magic began sparking within Yuldasha’s fist, traveling down Jelthra’s neck. Jelthra struggled to remain on her feet , the pain now coursing through her entire body, the dark energy sparking across her flesh.

“Jelthra, you have made a critical failure in the past days.”

Jelthra only responded with screaming as the pain intensified. Thrashing trying to break free of Yuladasha’s grip.

“The Southland Elf who goes by the name Tasha, Tell me Jelthra? What happened to her? Yuldasha asked with a slight touch of anger. Her eyes flashing a brighter green.

Jel screamed falling to her knees, her body convulsing as the waves of terror traveled through her spine. Yuldasha released her hold, dropping Jel to the ground.

Jelthra curled into a fetal position, clutching her body as smoke trailed off around her.

“Br-Brazeek” Jel managed to cough out ” I -I gave her to him. Ask him Mazter, please!”

Yuldasha laughed and launched an arc of twisted magic striking Jelthra again. Jel screamed in agony as her body was lifted high off the ground. Yuldasha suspended the human with her cruel powers as if a mere toy.

“Jelthra, my dear. Brazeek’s failures are now your own. Your actions are directly responsible for her loss.”

Jelthra screamed as the pain increased. Green sparks arcing across her chest.

” Aww but its not fair is it?” Yuldasha asked mocking Jelthra’s thoughts.

The demoness lashed out her powers, launching Jel across the room, towards her throne, Jel landed on the hard floor before sliding across the polished stone tiles to the foot of Yuldasha’s throne.

“Luckily for you Jelthra,Tasha is still in my possession. But that is of no concern for you at the moment.”

Yuldasha spoke while walking towards her throne. Rocking her wide hips. Her exposed heavy tits bouncing with each step, unhindered by armor or clothing.

Jel tried sitting up. Yuldahsa clutched Jel’s head lifting her body, dragging her like a child’s doll and resting her head against the edge of her throne. Her head now resting on the throne’s seat looking upward towards the spire’s high endless ceiling.

Yuldasha stood over Jel, looking down at her moaning in pain. The early morning sun now burning through the large window across Yuldasha’s reddish skin. She turned around before sitting down slowly on Jelthra’s face, The demon’s sizable athletic ass covered Jel’s face, her glistening pussy lips resting on the human’s mouth. Yuldasha wiggled slightly adjusting her weight, making herself comfortable on her new throne. Yuldasha leaned back with a sigh of contentment.

“Jelthra you’re an exceptional warrior but you’re incompetence needs correcting.”

Muffled moans emitted from underneath Yuldasha’s ass. Jel struggled to breath as her Master’s full weight smothered her face.

Yuldasha launched a bolt of magic at Jelthra’s stomach. The painful shock jolted Jel’s body releasing a muffled scream of stabbing pain.

“Service me with your tongue.”

Jel complied and hastily began lapping her Masters lips, moaning softly underneath.

Yuldasha bit her lip in gratification, enjoying the wet tongue’s repeated licking.

” That’s a good girl.”

Yuldsaha purred. Now examining her nails, running her thumb across the sharp points

“Now, let us discus your mission to capture this Northern Queen.”

Jelthra’s licking started to slow as her body weakened from the lack of oxygen.

Yuldasha still admiring her nails launched another bolt towards Jel’s stomach, never taking her eyes off her dark nails. The crackling bolt unleashed another muffled scream from Jel.

” I don’t believe I said you could stop.” Yuldasha spoke.

The licking continued again now across Yuldasha’s clitoris. Jel hungrily lapped away fearing another blot of pain.

“I want this queen alive, do you understand?”

Yuldasha spoke raising a goblet to her mouth taking a sip of dark liquid.

“You will leave tomorrow at dawn.”

Jelthra began thrashing underneath, flailing her arms from the lack of air. Jel reached up smacking Yuldasha’s robust thighs, lightly tapping out. Yuldasha didn’t move she only sipped more from her glass.

“I will let you up when you have earned it.” The demon responded.

 

By: Lucien

Endless waves of flame and ash. Nether clouds racing over head like thick walls of collapsing souls. The screams. The infinite endless screams. The twisting agony slicing my chest open, burning like a newborn cinder upon a dry woodland leaf. The Black rivers running like streams of fresh blood. The broken mirror… The monolith at the center of a barren, scorched land. The screaming becoming comforting. Blanketing my cold flesh. The broken mirror. I have to reach the mirror. The vile roots of pestilence and famine encircling its murky frame. Its fiery runes drawing me closer, whispering my name. The unbearable hunger. The truest most basic primal huger.

I see myself in the broken reflection. The sight is exhilarating. Caustic and beautiful. Something is different… Something is…

“Wake up my dearest Kamri.” The familiar duel layered female voice echoed in my head.

I slowly pried open my eyes. Dazed, I winced at the bright lavender flames dancing all around me. A sharp midnight breeze brushed across my skin, sending my hairs to stand on end. The smell of burning wood filled my nostrils, It was pleasant, filling me with memories of home. With my vision slowly focusing. I looked around left to right. taking in the panoramic view. I could see forever across the the vast horizon.The endless night sky stretching on and on, filled with a sea of stars and tranquil nebulas. A full moon filling the heavens with a snow white glow. Atop the dreadful spire I must be.

“Sleep well, hmm?” The voice asked again.

The voice broke my inner tranquillity. Sending shivers up my spine. It was the voice of torment, power and suffering. The voice haunted me, haunted my dreams, haunted my psyche and inner being. Her figure stepped forward out of the soft shadows. Her Silhouette alone was an intimidating sight. My heart jumped at the sound of her steps. The sound of dominance and supremacy nearing. The low clicking on the onyx cobble stone grew louder. Adrenaline flowing like the waterfalls of home. I couldn’t move my arms, each wrist bound above my head, shackled to large chains running upward attached to the stone pillar above. An invisible heat. A field of twisted energy and power raced across my naked skin. I looked downward, my nipples hardening, mixing with the heat and crisp cool air. My stomach shimmering in the outdoor candle light the moon’s vibrant rays bathing me. My trembling thighs flexing. My arched feet resting on my tippy toes. The shadow came closer, her powerful legs slowly coming into the harsh light. Her crafted thigh muscles carried her smoothly, swaying her wide hips. Her powerful hooves coming into view.

“No..” Left my lips.

I felt the burning sensation now boiling inside. My heart racing. A new scent filled the air. Her familiar spicy venomous scent. I gasped softly.

“Yuldasha.” I mouthed to myself with fear overwhelming me.

She stepped closer to my exposed body, her exquisite form towering over me. I tried turning away, expecting a blow or strike. She placed her strong arm to the left of my head, resting it on the pillar behind me. Her heavy tits squeezed within her black armored corset. The extremely low cut design barley concealing her breasts. Her deep cleavage level with my face. I shivered in fear. My legs trembling. She softly pushed closer leaning into me, pressing her immense tits into my face. My nose and lips smothered within her soft cleavage. Her aroma made my heart race faster. I felt her free hand reach up behind me, clutching the back of my head. She pulled me deeper into her chest, deeper into her malevolent grasp. Her fingers running through my hair, caressing me softly like a child, holding me tightly in place.

“Shhh Kamri, its going to be alright.” Yuldasha spoke with twisted care and compassion.

I felt my lungs begin to burn, screaming for oxygen. Only her spicy scent filling my lungs. I tried pulling back for a gasp of cool air. My request was meet with refusal. As her strong arm only pulled my face deeper into her deep cleavage.

” Aww poor Kamri, what’s the matter?” Yuldasha frowned.

I could feel her toying with me, at her perverted will and mercy.

She finally pulled her body off of my face. Giving me a breath of fresh air. I looked away, shutting my eyes tightly. The demoness grasped my jaw and pulled my head upright, lined up with her face. I felt her soft plump wet lips press against my own, sending shivers down my neck. I could feel my body betraying me. Her passionate lips kissing me softly. I felt my own lips pucker and slowly return the favor. My body was on fire, the twisted energy sparking across my flesh, knees weakening. I pulled back gaining control of myself again. I felt her grab a handful of hair and pull my head back. Forcing her lips onto mine again. My eyes shot open and then froze as they locked with hers. I couldn’t look away. Her serpentine irises pulsating, the glow was hypnotizing.

Fire filled my mind, swirling dark fire. My body caving in. My loins tingled as I felt my inner walls becoming wet.

“…No…” Is all I could mumble out.

I looked down to see Yuldasha’s cock materializing, coming into view. Her thick cock head brushing my petals lightly. I gasped in a mix of terror and excitement. My mind screaming No, but the animal inside screaming Yes, wanting her. Wanting Yuldasha. I felt tears building as my inner being broke. My innocence and purity being choked out by her corrupt aura. How could I let this happen? I hated her, I hated everything she was. I felt her cock head press up against me again, the massive equine shaped phallus pulsing with rage. I could feel the hot stream of tears now running down my cheeks, dripping down to my bare feet. Yuldasha only smiled. Her sinister expression savoring the situation. She held my neck tightly, running her soft tongue across my face lapping up my crystal tears before kissing me again and again.

” Karmi,… captured on your own soil, brought here and tormented for days. Your pathetic village burning as we speak, your family and friends most likely lay in ruin… and here you are, naked before the bane of your very existence… helpless…truly tragic.” The demoness spoke into my ear softly.

I could feel her thick cock head slowly pushing into me, forcing its entry into my nether lips. My lips now dripping wet, stretching, taking her in.

” Have you ever wondered why none of your people have rescued you Kamri? Or even attempted to? Hmm?… because you’re worthless Kamri. You’re not worth anyones time or resources.”

” No! That’s not true! ” I coughed up between my tears. ” They will come! They will come looking for me and your reign will end. “

” You’re so cute my little cunt, I’ll be looking forward to their visit… Assuming they learn how to resurrect themselves or pry their own severed heads out from under my hooves. In the mean time, your tight little body is all mine Kamri.” Yuldasha smiled, thrusting herself deep into me.

She buried her heavy member inside, my body struggling to take her in. The massive cock plunged forth stretching my inner walls. Her member was warm and full, she slowly used me as her toy, pulling herself in and out, every time I tried to look away she would throttle my neck tightly, choking me. I looked up into her eyes, silently pleading. Her heavy breasts heaving in rhythm, as she fucked me. Her member was too much to handle. She reached down and lifted me by my thighs, pulling my legs upward, sinking her massive cock into me deeper.

“I’m certainly going to enjoy you Kamri. Don’t worry, in due time, you too will learn to enjoy this.”

Her powerful hips thrusted into me, harder and harder. Her member throbbing as my walls continued stretching. She pounded into me, rocking my back into the stone pillar, my hands and chains rattling above, sweat dripping down my chest. I could feel the heat building, the intensity rising. Yuldasha’s eyes flickered again as she squeezed my legs. I felt her unload her dark seed inside me. Her powerful cock convulsing heavily, pumping me full of hot cum. Salvo after salvo blasting up inside me. I felt my womb overflowing. Heat and pure hatred rushed across my body. My consciousness fading, I let out a scream as everything went black, a flash of visions erupting inside my head.

My village was burning, an endless stretch of chaos and flames. My friends and family just out of reach, my child hood friend Elu was the closest… If I could only reach out to him! I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I couldn’t move or run after him. My legs where trapped under something… entangled in burning dark vines. I screamed out again, but nothing. My fingers tore at the ash and dirt, trying to drag myself forth. My family was turning their backs on me. Fire now raining down from the skies. Elu turned one last time and made eye contact with me. His long brown hair flowing in the firestorm. I’ll never forget his beautiful green eyes, his handsome smile… He only stood and watched me… before shaking his head and walking away. The flames covering up his footprints before engulfing the jungle.

Her voice echoing in my head. Over and over. 

because you’re worthless Kamri… 

because you’re worthless Kamri… 

because you’re worthless Kamri… 

Yuldasha returned from the lookout porch back to her one of many master chambers. Cum still dripping from her semi flaccid cock, stringing across the stone floor. She entered through the large twisting door, lined with draconic skulls of all species. The dimly lit chamber danced with candles and smoke. A juxtaposition of steel chains swinging from the celling casting shadows across beautiful ornate tapestries blanketing the cold walls. Yuldasha reached the far side of the great room. Before her stood an alter covered in runes, ceremonial daggers and vials of blood ranging a wide verity of races and species. Centered a top the marble alter was a great mirror, framed with black vines, thorns and blood-red gems.

 Behind the alter and great mirror stood a wall of glass looking out high above the spire. The view stretching across all of Kazdruk, the former human Goldulin Empire now nothing but a land covered in ash and smoke. Yuldasha stood before the mirror and flashed her deep green serpent eyes. The mirror’s surface sparked with emerald energy, crackling and hissing. The hard surface liquifying, rippling outward like a puddle of diabolical water. The reflection vanished being replaced with an empty black void. The void was soon replaced with an image. The dark Thorlgruz cathedral filled the plane of the twisted mirror. The desecrated room sharply came into focus. Aeltha’s face came into view. Her dark red body lounging in a stone throne, her blood red eyes glowing in the dark light. An elvish slave was in the process of servicing Aeltha’s thick cock. Her blonde head bobbing up and down, lips slurping away loudly on her master’s member.

” Master Yuldasha.” Aeltha spoke. “You grace us with your divine presence.” Bowing her head forward, dim light catching the intricate tattoos running down the left side of her red face.

“How can I be of service?” Aeltha smiled, as she nonchalantly palmed the elf’s head and pushed her slave all the way down on her cock, smothering out her loud slurping. Leaving only a soft muffled gagging.

” Aeltha, your work is impressive. Your knowledge and skill in our dark arts serves you well.” Yuldasha spoke.

” Thank you Master.” Aeltha responded still holding her slave’s head down. Her attention solely fixed on Yuldasha.

“The two corrupted elf twins you sent me as a gift, have indeed succeed in softening up one of my pet’s inner peace. It appears their corruption is capable of spreading in small amounts. A pleasant side effect of their essence feeding.” Yuldasha smiled.

“This is note worthy indeed, Master.” Aeltha nodded. Her slave now fighting to come up for air. Aeltha calmly kept her slave’s head down on her cock. Purring in gratification.

“I have read your reports, your champion Lillium serves well. Her abilities in the field are exceptional. I would like to meet this…Lillium when the time allows it. A solider of such devotion is certainly worth a look. Yuldasha smiled.”

Aeltha shivered slightly as her cock began pumping.

“Of course master, I will see to it.” Aeltha nodded, biting her lip in pleasure , as cum began pouring out of her slave’s nose.

” Continue with your works Aeltha, You will be rewarded for your everlasting commemorable service.” Yuldasha spoke.

“Thank you Master.” Aeltha smiled before bowing her head.

Yuldasha’s mirror extinguished itself. As she turned to walk towards the outdoor balcony. The bright moon pouring in across the detailed engraved floor. She stood, watching the shackled Elf. Smiling as Kamri’s naked body twisted and turned in agony. The southland Elf lost in nightmares of aguish and torment.