Succubus Queen IC (Open)

"She said I would never be happy with a man. That... can't be true, can it?"

Haylin's voice held a sadness as she continued to lean her head against his shoulder, kissing his neck gently as her hand ran against his length. It was hard to compare it to the phallus the Queen had forced inside her, but certainly felt to be of a decent size. Her fingers toyed with every inch of him, encouraging his full erection to come forward.

"I have to know. Please... Please, show me that I can have happiness from somewhere besides her bed. I don't want to be a pet. Please..."

The sadness had changed to an urgent tone, as if begging him to help her. Her lips pulled back slightly, biting into his skin rather hard, the princess' full chest pressed against the man's back.

"I want to know a man can make me happy."
 
Keith nodded in agreement he didn't want to indanger a village in their escape he knew what would happen if they took them in.

" I agree" Keith replied wathcing as everyone else began to regain there minds. " They need to calm down." Keith added to himself as they begain to rock the bed back and forth.

" Are you sure you want that" Keith replied when he heard Andaric say he was going to stya behind. To give them more time to escape Keith didn't like that.

" It depends who they send after us." Keith repleid with a sigh he knew if they sent knight she would come after him to and the others. " If they send her they'll come after me also." He added
 
Jerimiah frowned, if the queen really had already had her way with Haylin, then unless her kitten was as stretchable as rubber she would be doomed. He didn't want to reveal this fact, especially with her being so kind to him, but alas her begs and motions illicited a response at last.

"I...I think the queen may be right. Of the few who have escaped the queen's sexual embrace...none could find pleasure with their partners and soon were forced back to the queen by their own libidos. But...if you want to try...I was ordered to make you happy..."

Turning on her, his face a pinkish color, Jerimiah lowered his head to Haylin's nipples, suckling and nibbling on her flesh. As she stroked him, he hoped she would guide his rock-hard length as he pressed his hips forward. Shocks of pleasure running through his body as he felt her moist petals, he slowly began to push inside of her...
 
"I'll go with you, I can help you get past the Asarian patrols at the least."

Farine shook the man´s hand, her stern face breaking into a gentle smile.

"I´m glad to count with your help." Letting go of his hand, Farine turned her horse to the slope reaching up to the Citadel, and began the descent out of the desolate fortress. "The first thing we should do is reach the nearest village, and acquire clothes and supplies. The longer we can go without visiting any settlements, the better."

With a guide´s help, Farine thought that her chances had improved dramatically. And he said he could get her past the Asarian patrols, which was even better than just a guide. If only he would stay to help her after reaching the heart of Asaria... but Farine would not force him to. It would be so dangerous that he might prove a liability if she coerced him. But all these thoughts also made her realize that she didn´t even know the man´s name. She turned sideways on her horse´s saddle, her golden hair spilling over her cloak, and looked at him.

"By the way, I do not know your name yet..."
 
IC: Andaric Tekkarres, The wilderness, outside the Palace of Asaria

Andaric finally found a clearing in the forested hills below. "Noendus Aerestetto," He said. And the Bed began a gentle descent down toward that meadow.

"Are you sure you want that," Keith asked him.

"Of course I don't want to. I'm not crazy or suicidal," He said as he jumped into the knee high grass to ensure the Bed settled safely onto the ground. "But if I run she will find me. She always finds me, and makes whomever is around me suffer for it. I've seen enough innocent people be damned to hell by her for my mistake. So, I've freed these people and that's enough...I hope."

There the slaves that had been on the bed got off and began to run for the concealment of the trees. He turned to see Keith behind him. This man was a warrior it wasn't in him to run. "You can go and take these people to safety or you can stay and fight with me if you want. But if you do you'll probably lose and die with me here today or worse be brought back to face the Queen's wrath. I'll do my best but to help but I've never mastered the magical arts and they'll more than likely have a few of those damned acolytes of hers with them. So run with them or fight with me, Keith, the choice is yours."

Tag: Knight
 
IC: Morab Dell, Ruins of the Citadel, Caramore

"I´m glad to count with your help," She said after shaking his hand. "The first thing we should do is reach the nearest village, and acquire clothes and supplies. The longer we can go without visiting any settlements, the better."

Morab climbed up on his horse muttering on how impossible it was to sit a horse properly with a dress on. Once he finally got himself situated he looked at her and said, "The last I saw them the Asarian army was still based in the Moerray river valley just north of here. Our only chance of avoiding being seen by the patrols as we cross the river is at the ford just east of that ridge."

He looked at her sidelong, "During the siege I was a part of the unit that patrolled down there. The land around that ford is high and rocky. If the patrols now are anything like mine they'll skip trying to go over that terrain and just try to look at it from the northeast bank where the land levels off. Even if they see us there they'll never be able to catch us, and I don't think they'd report it lest they have to explain their laziness to the General."

She asked for his name so Morab answered, "Me, I'm Morab Dell, formerly just a shepherd Horettep Mountain valley turned conscript for the Asarian army, now here I'm aiding some crazy lady Knight from Caramore." He gave his horse some heel and set off, "Well best we get going, huh?"

Tag: Katamari
 
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The pigeon. That was the priority right now. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape, success was worthless in this mission if he didn't survive to the next. He wiggled and removed one of the wristbound throwing daggers, sliding it to his palm and taking careful lead of the bird before hurling. He said a prayer to his lord and left never bothering to see that it had clipped the bird in mid flight.

The acolyte's chanting was getting louder and louder and with each punctuated word Stiehl knew time grew short. Working feverishly he pulled a thin blade from his holster as he noticed one of the elves move from out of the cage, the others would be free if he went back and he quickly tossed his dagger so it stuck in the wood near him before he sunk back to the shadows. the Robed Acolyte's words took on a higher frenzy and she moaned, he tossed smoke powder to the area above him and around the wagon watching for it to filter up to the area she stood on, he knew magic took pure concentration she wouldn't notice it was his hope that the guards on this platform would not either. He stole aboard and arose behind her dropping a flash to the ground and a second to the assembled throng of slaves waking them from their stupor. Crying out to their brethern each guard looked as he took her off the wagon his hand firmly over her mouth preventing the finishing of the spell. His voice echoed hers the timbre certainly lower but no less breathy or feminine was the gibberish and moans from his throat. The smoke enveloped them and soon did the night.

Slaves and Amazons clashed as he stole away, In possesion of her clothes. A single blade had passed her ribs and lay in her lungs stealing her air, the hole was thin enough to be missed under the mud he'd caked her body in. simply another naked savage, as Stiehl left riding towards The succubus queens country, his stolen horse much faster than the wagon train would ever move.

Little did he know he had been followed.

Arisal had seen the man, watched as he worked. It was commendable, worth of an elf’s training. He knew that whoever this was might be an asset. He came out from underneath the cart, moving up behind one of the slavers. He snapped the neck of the soldier, then took his knife from him. Slowly, he stalked around to the wagon. With lightning efficiency, he struck at the wagon’s yoke and its ties, freeing the horses pulling it.

He mounted one of the two horses, removing the restraints from the creature. He drew upon the natural magic he knew, bargaining with the beast. It would carry him, he found. Arisal urged the horse, and it raced ahead. He was weak, weaker than he would admit at the moment, but he could persevere. He rode ahead, following the man. The elf figured that the assassin might try looking for him, so he chanted softly, pleading the furies of the earth. It would be a weak veil, nothing like the master mages of the forest but enough for him to look like background objects to those who were not trained.


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" To stay and fight and die or runaway and fight another day." Keith replied softly. " The slave should be fine with out me helping them the queen won't go after them" Keith replied with a smile.

" There only after you and me to an extent" He added as he watched the last of the slaves vanish into the tree's.

" I'll stay and fight." Keith replied as he drew out the Katana " The acolytes I may have a idea who they maybe but not sure yet" he added as he looked up and saw a large table with several knights on it.

" There comeing " Keith replied as he saw how many there where " Wow she sure wants you back" Keith replied as he counted almost thirty of them.



" There they are" Knight shouted as she saw Keith and another man standing there " why isn't he running " Knihgt thought as the table slowly came to a stop. But before it stop she quickly jumped off and landed on the ground a few feet in front of Keith and the Strange man.

" Let us take the man next to you back with us and you can go" Knight order as she looked at Keith

" I doubt that the queen would never tell you that" Keith replied as he watched the thirty knights jumped off of the table and got behind her. He saw that most of them had on heavy armor it would be tough to defeat them in a fight but he could manage but the other two figures who got off had no armor. He knew the two of them he only talked to them a few times but he knew that they where skilled taught by the queen.

"Brannath, and Tannath who would have thuaght they would tag along" Keith whispered as he looked at them

" where are the other slaves" Knight quickly asked Keith as she drew out her sword.

" who knows they're gone now" Keith said with a slight smile on his face.

" You thrity knights go after the slaves bring back alive if you can kill those who resist" she told them

" But commander" A knight protested along with a few others.

" Are you being a fool they are unarmed Keith and his friend are more skilled them all of you. Only me Brannath, and Tannath will have a chance in defeating them no go!!!!" Knight shouted at them.

Knight slowly watched as the thirty knights ran by Keith and Andaric it was strange he didn't try to stop them

" You let them go?" Knight asked them

" There long gone by now lets end our little duel and see who's the best" Keith replied as he rasied his sword ready for her attack.

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IC: Andaric Tekkarres, Wilderness, outside Palace of Asaria

" There long gone by now lets end our little duel and see who's the best," Keith said as he raised his Katana to attack the only remaining Knight.

Andaric had wanted to stop the soldiers as they ran past them into the woods to find the prisoners he had freed from her clutches, but dared not. Not with the two Accolytes standing before him waiting for him to drop his guard.

They were the twins Brannath and Tannath Vuole, though Andaric didn't know more than that about them. Other than the fact that they both were better at magic than him.

Tannath smirked and said to her brother, "I've never noticed how handsome he was before, brother."

Brannath laughed at that, "Don't even think it, Tannath, You'll have him over the Queen's dead body."

They ofcourse could joke, they had confidence and proven mastery of the magical crafts compared to Andaric's stunted and limited experience. The seperated circling around him so he could only face one of them.

His only chance was to do something unexpected and catch one of them off guard. His chances would be far better only facing off against one of them then.

As suddenly as he could manage he pointed at Brannath shouting, "Pyresseo."

A fist sized ball of fire streaked out toward the accolyte. Brannath held a hand out to catch the fireball saying, "Pyresterem Massetterea." As it was about to collide into his hand it veered up in an arc in the air swelling in size and intensity as it began leeching more and more of his supply of energy into making his simple fireball a raging inferno about to slam down on him.

He raised his arms to shield himself quickly uttering a spell of cold to protect himself.

It slammed down on him quickly dissipating as the extreme cold and raging inferno cancled eachother out.

He pointed at Brannath to try again, but before he could so much as utter a breath to form words a bolt of lightning struck him from behind.

His muscles spasmed as the electricity rampaged over them.

He looked back to see Tannath still pointing at him. "Just come quietly, cutie."

Tag: Knight
 
Knight watched as the twins engaged Andaric he was a good magic users but those two where far better then him. Knight slolwy turned back towards Keith and quickly charged him wiht amazing speed.

" she's gotten faster." Keith quickly repleid as he jumped backwards dodging her attack which destroied part of the ground where he was standing.

" You gotten better" Keith replied as he saw Andaric get hit by a electric blast from Tannath. As he looked Knight quickly charged him her sword clashing against his sending him flying backwards into the ground.

" You taught me never to get distracted what where you thinking" Knight asked him as she raised her sword up again.

" Can you defeat me out of 100 matches you only won 10 of them" Kieth replied as he raised his sword up again. Keith slowly drew out the sheath and raised it in front of him.

" Andaric you alright" Keith shouted out to him his eye's never looking away from Knight. He wanted to be sure that he was alright keith knew if he faced off against the twins he may get one of them but the other would get him.

" That stance?" " it is flawed it is only used in indoor fighting and closed space" Knight whispered as she looked at Keith.

Knight quickly charged Keith her sword at her side with every blow she delt he blocked it with sheath. Sparks flew as her sword made contact with it seeing an openning she made her attack it made contact hitting him in the left arm but it never went in full. She saw her mistake Keith sword came up from a angle and slashed her back side buther cloak protected her and made only a slight wound but it was enough to force her to her knees.

" An iron sheath i see your usieng it as a shield" Knight replied as she stood up

" You learn well' keith replied with a smile it only took her few strkes to find an openning and she did. Keith gave a smile she has gotten better she may beable to defeat him.

" Tell me an I to be taken alive like Andaric or will you kill me?" Keith asked her lowering the sheath slightly.

" why should i answer that all enemies of the queen shall die Knight shouted as she race forward at him her sword above her head.
 
Farine Caelas

"Well best we get going, huh?"

Farine grinned to herself, and nodded as she spurred her horse on. Even as the two of them left the Citadel, Farine was already thinking ahead. Not only the path they would have to follow to avoid the patrols Morab had mentioned, but everything else. For starters, she was glad she had managed to hide the covered corridor from Morab. It represented a future source of money in case they ever needed it... and in case the princess ever needed it.

Perhaps this was the end of Caramore´s royalty, but it did not have to be the end of the Royal Family. Farine would find the way to secure the princess´ future, on the throne or away from it.

Just thinking of her made Farine´s heart tighten with anxiety. She knew the Succubus Queen would not kill Haylin, she was too beautiful and too... too special... to be sacrificed like a mere animal. As long as she hurried, Farine was sure she would find the princess alive. She stopped herself from thinking any further than that. The Lady Knight knew well what one could expect from a royal court ruled over by a spawn of hell. Farine did not intend to trouble herself any further than finding a way to rescue the princess and get away from the Succubus Queen. Let Asaria and Farule destroy each other if they wished, there was a world beyond them in which Haylin could still live in peace. And maybe...

Maybe with her loyal knight at her side?

Farine looked away from Morab and into the night surrounding them as her cheeks coloured softly.
 
Arisal had seen the man, watched as he worked. It was commendable, worth of an elf’s training. He knew that whoever this was might be an asset. He came out from underneath the cart, moving up behind one of the slavers. He snapped the neck of the soldier, then took his knife from him. Slowly, he stalked around to the wagon. With lightning efficiency, he struck at the wagon’s yoke and its ties, freeing the horses pulling it.

He mounted one of the two horses, removing the restraints from the creature. He drew upon the natural magic he knew, bargaining with the beast. It would carry him, he found. Arisal urged the horse, and it raced ahead. He was weak, weaker than he would admit at the moment, but he could persevere. He rode ahead, following the man. The elf figured that the assassin might try looking for him, so he chanted softly, pleading the furies of the earth. It would be a weak veil, nothing like the master mages of the forest but enough for him to look like background objects to those who were not trained.


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Every so often Stiehl would look back to see if anyone was following him, and surely something was, however for the life of him he could not tell what it was. It seemed as if the very rocks and trail was shadowing him forever picking up dust behind him. Stepping stones indeed. But was he being followed or was he succumbing to mental rigour? he had been awake for a long time now, planning the assassination of that acolyte had tired him somewhat. Still he could not stop the feeling of being watched. So like any good assassin he moved from his course, changing his direction to circle widely across geeing the horse to kick up great clouds of dust and helping it along with a final flashbang.

He set the horse to move ahead and it would briefly till it went confused, he of course would be hiding behind the sparse natural cover, hiding under the earth waiting to see if the stones were still stepping towards him.
 
"That can't be true," Haylin sobbed, still clinging to the man as he explained the Queen's usual ways. "I can't be her pet forever- I Just can't!"

As he moved towards her, she stopped in her crying, letting out instead a soft moan as he found her breasts. His mouth was so warm, so much more gentle than the Queen's rough grabs and groping. Her hand continued to explore his flesh, running down his shaft as he pressed closer still.

She could feel him, brushing against her sex as if to ask permission inside.

She granted it.
Her fingers guided him into her, still softly moaning over his warm breath on her breasts, enjoying his touch...

But...

She rocked against him, taking him into her slowly, aching to feel the relief she wanted so badly. She had to feel something from this, some type of pleasure that the Queen simply couldn't provide.

"Sir, please...," She begged again, her head leaned over his shoulder as she clung to him. "Please, fuck me hard. Let me- Let me feel it- PLEASE!"
 
Nothing...Jerimiah frowned, he could feel Haylin's walls around him, but they were already too loose. After a few attempts to please Haylin by thrusting into her, the lack of pleasure caused his cock to become limp and slip out of her without satisfaction to either party. Holding her against him now, Jerimiah swore under his breath.

"Princess...I don't want this vile work to be your undoing, you are too kind for that. I promise, I'll go learn the spells of an acolyte and will learn how to undo what the queen has so cruelly done to you... If you want, there is still one place I'm certain the queen won't use. It is kind of disgusting but if it tides you over, keeps you sane and totally from the queen's clutches...then it's worth a try, is it not?"
 
Haylin looked to the man with wide eyes, amazed at his kind offer for her.

She was, however, still very frustrated and upset at the fact that the Queen's words seemed to be quite true thus far. As much as she had hoped to find pleasure with this man, she simply could not enjoy it. There was simply nothing, just the burning ache that refused to be soothed.

His suggestion left her curious. What did he mean? Somewhere the Queen had not-

Her eyes widened as she realized his intentions. The demon woman had implied the use of where he referenced, but had decided against it. "I- I don't know-," She started hesitantly, though the desire inside her demanded that it be sated. If he knew of a way to make its torment end, then she would take it!

She nodded quickly, looking at him as she took a deep breath. "I'm willing to try anything to keep my mind...," She told him softly. "Please..."
 
Simply holding the beautiful Haylin in his arms was enough to make Jerimiah grow with his own need once again. "If this is too uncomfortable tell me and I'll stop...but if it works...you still have to act as if it didn't at all when the queen is around...or else we'll be busted!" he whispered in her ear, heavy with lust.

Gently turning her around and showing her how to position herself, Jerimiah moved behind Haylin and pressed his great head against the last virgin hole on this girl. He cursed his queen a thousand times in his mind before slipping the head inside! She was definately a virgin, at least, this girl was definately tight! "R-remember...relax. It is guranteed not to feel good if you don't let it happen."

Some primal urge building inside of him, Jerimiah reached around and grabbed Haylin's breasts, squeezing them and using them for leverage as he slowly began to inch his way inside of the now completely tainted princess...
 
IC: Andaric Tekkarres, Wilderness, Outside Palace of Asaria

Andaric knelt onto the ground as the spell of lightning dissipated and the arc of brilliant electrity between Tannath's hand and himself vanished.

"Andaric you alright," Keith asked from the other side of the meadow that was their battleground.

"I've been better," He called back, "But don't worry about me this body can take quite alot. Concentrate on your own enemy."

"You think you'll defeat me and my sister because that body of yours is resilient," Brannath smirked from where he stood before him, "Perhaps we should test that assumption, Tekkarres?"

From behind him Andaric heard Tannath musical voice say, "Ettrezrettatum."

Andaric plunged his hands into the ground shouting, "Aggeasteres."

Another bolt of lightning arced between his and Tannath's pointed finger, and the electricity flowed through his body and safely into the eart around him.

She gasped in surprise as she saw her spell have no effect on him.

He smirked at her over her shoulder to her. Apparently the old apprentice knew a spell these two young master's didn't know. She tried again with the same result.

"I told you to study harder when we were apprentices Tannath. Remind me to punish you for your laziness again later," Brannath sighed before gesturing his hand upward commanding, "Aeresto Ae Uomo Levitasse."

Andaric began to float up above the meadow away from the ground that he was using to absorb her lightning attacks.

Tannath smiled at her brother lifting her finger to point at Andaric again saying, "Ettrezretatum."

He had only a second to counter her attack before it struck him completely vulnerable to it. He began to speak, "Aerestoro Seulesh..."

"Mutereste," Brannath barked and Andaric's words suddenly was caught in his throat.

The lightning struck him unprotected and unprepared.

Now mute he screamed futilely as the electricity ran roughshod through him. Then it was over as the short spell dissipated again.

"You bragged to your friend that you can take a whole lot, cutie. Let's find out just how much." Tannath pointed the finger of her other hand at him as well saying, "Ettrezretatum, Ettrezretatum, Ettrezretatum..." Rapid fire lightning struck him from one finger then the other again and again and again with each repetition of the spell she spoke.

"Remember not to kill him, sister," Brannath cautioned her, "If he dies our Queen will be most upset with us."

"It's his own fault for bragging, Brannath, but don't worry I won't kill him just teach him a lesson." Tannath told him before returning to the continuing electrocution of Andaric. "Ettrezretatum. Ettrezretatum. Ettretatum..."

Seeing that Tekkarres was well taken care of Brannath turned his attention to his ally. They were still fighting. He thought there was something, a grudge or rivalry between the prisoner and the man only called Knight. Normally he'd defer to watch such a battle resolve itself, but his Queen had given them their orders all but Tekkarres was to perish.

He began to walk towards them raising his hand and saying, "Pyrestes." A ball of fire lit just above his palm growing with each pulse of energy he fed into. Being burned alive was a gruesome way to die, he'd have to remember the gory details when he reported to Queen Sheena. She'd enjoy hearing how this man had suffered before the end.

Tag: Knight
 
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" well thats good to here" Keith replied when he found out he was alright.

Knight quickly raced towards keith her sword raised above her head. She quickly brought the sword down but as she did she saw Keith move out of the way.

" To the left" Knight replied under her breath she quickly swung her sword to the left but she saw him dodge it. " He was never this fast before what's going on" Knight whispered to her self

" Tell me whats wrong Serafima ?" Keith asked her as he moved to her right side with amazing speed.

Knight couldn't believe it he called her by her real name she had kept it a secret nobody else new it only Keith did.

" You might be missing something" Keith replied with a slight smile.

" what " Knight replied with a puzzled look on her face but it soon turned to surprise when her cloak was cut in half and her armor fell down. With that her full figure was shown that she was a girl and not a man. She couldn't beleive it she never seen him attack. " So this is his true ability" Knight thought to herself. Ever since they trainned to gether she could always follow his movements and block his attacks.

" Why " Knight replied quitely her face had signs of her being embaressed

"Its like I haven't seen your true form before" he replied rasing his sword up

As he looked he saw Brannath walking up towards them

" What is he doing" Keith replied as he watched him from the cornor of his eye.

" Damn a spell" Keith cursed Keith quickly took out the sheath and launched it at Brannath hoping it would distract him from the spell.

" Now " Knight shouted as she raced at him both swords clashed agaisnt each other grinding against one another sending out sparks.
 
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"Well best we get going, huh?"

Farine grinned to herself, and nodded as she spurred her horse on. Even as the two of them left the Citadel, Farine was already thinking ahead. Not only the path they would have to follow to avoid the patrols Morab had mentioned, but everything else. For starters, she was glad she had managed to hide the covered corridor from Morab. It represented a future source of money in case they ever needed it... and in case the princess ever needed it.

Perhaps this was the end of Caramore´s royalty, but it did not have to be the end of the Royal Family. Farine would find the way to secure the princess´ future, on the throne or away from it.

Just thinking of her made Farine´s heart tighten with anxiety. She knew the Succubus Queen would not kill Haylin, she was too beautiful and too... too special... to be sacrificed like a mere animal. As long as she hurried, Farine was sure she would find the princess alive. She stopped herself from thinking any further than that. The Lady Knight knew well what one could expect from a royal court ruled over by a spawn of hell. Farine did not intend to trouble herself any further than finding a way to rescue the princess and get away from the Succubus Queen. Let Asaria and Farule destroy each other if they wished, there was a world beyond them in which Haylin could still live in peace. And maybe...

Maybe with her loyal knight at her side?

Farine looked away from Morab and into the night surrounding them as her cheeks coloured softly.

IC: Morab Dell, Moerey river, wilderness of Caramore

Morab and Lady Caelas rode through the night, through the dark forest surrounding the fallen citadel. They rode only illuminated by the stars since the moon was black that night.

After an hour or two they began to reach steeper and hillier ground. Morab crested a hill pulled on the horses reigns making it stop sharply.

He turned to look at the Caramore Knight just reaching the top of the hill, "I didn't know. You have to believe me."

At the top of the hill they could see the glimmer of the starlight over the clear, clean rushing waters of the Moerey river and at the ford they had been heading for was the shimmer of dozens, no hundreds of distant campfires.

"I don't get it the Army was still camped in the valley further north of here when I deserted, and word was that they couldn't move until they received alot more in supplies from Asaria which should be another week or two away." Morab shook his head. "There's nothing even on this side of the river for them to bother crossing it here anymore with your citadel in ruins. The Asarian army has no reason to be here in our way right now."

"They've settled into camp and will probably take all morning tomorrow to cross. We've been lucky we haven't been seen yet, but odds aren't good for us not going unnoticed so close to the main camp," Morab said, "Unless you know another place to cross the river, little Knight lady, your suicidal quest ends right here."

Tag: Katamari
 
IC: Kaplan Eppstem, Royal Palace of Asaria

The royal Banquet hall was in ruins. His Queen's prized possessions broken and carelessly strewn over the floor. The bodies of many dead slaves were being dragged in a line, no longer capable of satiating her needs.

She was upset and frustrated. Sheena needed someone to take out those frustrations upon, and Kaplan considered it his priviledge to see that all of her needs were met.

He knelt prostrate hands flat against the floor head pressed to the marble tiles. "My Queen," He said, "I have failed you. Punish me for that failure as you deem best."

Tag: Devilsname
 
Sheena looked down at Kaplan, her arms folded with her body a firey red to match her rage. Her hair was orange streaked with blonde highlights. She glared down at the foolish mortal human and decided on his punishment. She kicked Kaplan straight in the stomach, knocking him onto his back and sending him two yards back. The slaves doing their work stopped and stared, but a glare and a flush of arousal from their queen and her aura sent them right back to work, lest she devour all their souls!

Sheena walked up to Kaplan and kneeled between his legs while he was recovering. Being a demon, she did not need to speak words to cast the spell she did. Her lips turned pure black as she stripped off Kaplan's trousers and undergarnments. She stroked his cock until it was fully hard and pulsing with cum, ready to shoot at any moment. Then, without warning she leaned down and kissed both of his balls, dark kiss marks left behind.

She smirked as she watched the spell taking effect, Kaplan's cock growing to nearly twice its inital length and girth, though with a great deal of pain. This was but the beginning of his punishments. She grabbed his inflating balls as well, which now held no less than a liter of cum, and rubbed them, grinning maliciously. All that was left now was for the hormones to be released, tearing at his mind until Kaplan became nothing but a giant dildo. No mind, no honor, no service. Until she deemed his punishment over, Kaplan would be a living sex toy.
 
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IC: Kaplan Eppstem, Royal Banquet Hall

In response Kaplan's queen kicked him in his stomach with enough force to lift him into the air and slam him against a toppled over St. Andrew's cross a few feet away.

Kaplan wrapped an arm over the place her foot had hit him. as he struggled to right himself against the cross using one of the manacles at the end to lift himself off the floor. He gasped for air and coughed as he watched Sheena red with rage stalk after him. He sat there staring into those eyes glaring with pure melevolence.

Though he knew she would not be kind as she had been before that night, Kaplan knew she needed this and that was more than enough consolation for the...discomfort...she was about to unleash upon his body.

She grabbed hold of the collar of his tunic and pulled violently ripping the expensive garment off him. Then his pants pulling so hard it lifted him off the floor. He wound up only in his boots and two tattered and torn sleeves on his arms-all that was left of what he had been wearing.

She bent down and pressed her now pitch black lips to each of his balls imprinting them with a dark power.

He screamed as pain wracked his genitals arching his back lifting his crotch into the air before her as his meager penis lenthened and thickened with each wracking surge of agony. His testicals swelled too until they were as large as his curled up fists.

When it was finally over his cock was of monstrous proportions-veins now full and swollen throbbing with the hammering beat of his heart. His enlarged balls were tight against the base of his cock the once wrinkle skin covering them now taut as drum- the black kiss marks streched to where they were barely recognizable.

"Use me...my Queen," He stammered through wracking breaths, "I won't...I can't...I,"

Something strange was happening to him he was finding it more and more difficult to think. There was only one thing that occupied his mind-not his duty to fulfill her need, not the glory of his Queen's beauty, there was only the insistent powerful demanding need centered in his loins.

For the first time ever Kaplan looked at her without his customary devotion, but with pure undisguised lust and desire.

He reached for her hand to pull her down to satisfy the aching need she had awakened in him.

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IC: Brannath Voule, Wilderness outside Palace of Asaria

Behind him his twin sister struck Tekkarres again and again with lashes of lightning. The man hung there writhing as the electricity coursed through him with out end.

Now Brannath pointed the growing ball of fire at the man called Keith. He and Knight were engaged in tight combat, and Brannath had to wait until he got a clear shot.

Then Keith tore a magical cloak that had been so subtle Brannath had never known it was laying atop Knight. Underneath was the face and figure of a woman.

For a moment he was dumbstruck until he shook himself shouting to her, "Knight Duck."

He unleashed the Ball of fire letting streak towards Keith.

Tag: Knight
 
"Mmm, uh uh, you are the sex toy. Do you even remember your name? Ah ha ha ha!!" She batted his hand away as if it were a fly that was annoying her. "Can you understand me, still? Then you should know that no matter what you do, you can't cum anymore. You will only shoot your seed when I let you! Ohhh, and a fun little side effect of the spell makes your balls immediately fill up with cum again after you blow your load...even if it kills you!"

Deciding to enjoy her new toy, Sheena mounted the huge, pulsing shaft and slowly slid it inside of her. Seeing as she designed it for her own pleasure, just this first thrust was enough to have her moaning, and her body flushing with its normal color again. Soon she was riding buck wild on his cock, using him like the toy he was. When she couldn't take it anymore she came, her pussy clenching down on his cock and sucking like no human cunt could! Alas, with the spell intact he could not cum, and thus he couldn't give her his soul.

Once her orgasm has subsided she let him cum twice in her cunt, one after the other, both seeming to last two full minutes as he kept feeding her hungry cunt! Amazingly, not a drop of his seed was spilled. She then got off of him and wrapped her lips tightly around his head, letting him empty his balls continuously until he fainted of exhaustion and dehydration. When she stood up and licked her lips, Sheena called over a slave to force water down his throat by the gallon full and then carry him to his own cell.
 
Haylin nodded as he explained in whispers how he could help her, and how she needed to keep the secret between them if his plan worked. Following his leading hands, she repositioned in the large tub, clutching the edge carefully as she looked back at him over her shoulder. A light smile came to her lips, though her eyes continued to beg for his help.

He pressed against her, cautiously at first, causing her to take a soft breath and unintentionally tense up. She tried to relax, the head of his cock working gently into her secondary hole. She whimpered softly, closing her eyes. It hurt a bit, but-

She could feel it.
So strange... but...

She nodded once more as he warned her on staying relaxed, his hands creeping about her chest to find her breasts. As they began to knead her flesh, his shaft worked deeply into her, inching in carefully and forcing a moan from the Princess.

"I can feel it...," she whispered, a smile on her face. "It feels so good- Thank you, thank you-" She shifted back against him gently, crying out as he pressed further still.
 
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