justspitballing
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-OOC: Theme warning! Intense non-con scenes are throughout this story and drive it. They are very detailed. A lot of forced sex. There is also a lot of extreme over the top sex involving massive dicks doing things to people's bodies that aren't physically possible. Think like tentacle scenes in a hentai story. Please read with this warning in mind. We also plan to do incense content in this thread in the future.-
The king pecked away at his breakfast. Eggs, sausages, toast, bacon, muffins and several different kinds of wine. He was an old man now, just having turned 65. His hair was grey, his face was warn. His right eye was made of dull glass.
Two years ago an assassin had gotten the drop on him and plunged a knife into his right eye. He had been lucky to survive, but the entire advent had seemed to make him beyond paranoid. His sons and daughters shortly after all ended up dead in some way or another and everyone felt the king was the most likely suspect. His queen was just recently dead and buried and he was now already setting up a party to meet his new wife.
Ryder, the king's top general, was set to help run the security of said advent. He nodded his head at the king as the old man listed of directions and told him what was expected.
"I'm sure you can manage all of it, but I just think we should double security," the king instructed.
"We have doubled it my lord," Ryder responded.
"Then triple it. John is out to get me, I know it!"
"You had your son John poisoned four months back."
"Don't get smart with me! I know what I'm talking about!"
Ryder sighed. He could not complain to much. The king owned him fully. You see, the king was a collector of sorts. He made it a habit of finding and owning the last that lived of the old ways. The fey, the elven, and the cursed. His dungeon housed a good number of fairy folk, the last of their kind. Ryder was one such being and if he disobeyed the king he could very well end up in the dungeons too.
Ryder looked human enough, but when the moon was full, or when anger or passion over took him, he turned into a mad beast. Many would call him a werewolf, but he turned into a beast somehow even far worse. He was a demon born, a dog beast who's bloodline was tied to the darkness of the nine Hells, or so the ones that feared him said. He did not care for such rumor, all he knew was that he was a monster and sometimes he enjoyed being one.
In his human form as he was now he looked lean and tall. He had well kept, black, wavy hair. Was clean shaven and dressed as well as he could. He was always in some kind of suit. He worked out well and kept his body in the well needed shape his duties called for. His eyes were a sharp green and he had one slightly chipped tooth. Other then that his face was unmarked. He was but 27 years of age and he nodded his head as the king went on instructing him.
---
When the day came guests from all over the country side arrived. Ryder and his fellow guards ushered them in, one at a time, making sure none were a real danger. They all wandered into a massive ballroom, ready for a long night of party and glee.
As Ryder waved in another guest he heard horns blaring in the distance. The woman that was doomed to be the new queen was coming.
The king pecked away at his breakfast. Eggs, sausages, toast, bacon, muffins and several different kinds of wine. He was an old man now, just having turned 65. His hair was grey, his face was warn. His right eye was made of dull glass.
Two years ago an assassin had gotten the drop on him and plunged a knife into his right eye. He had been lucky to survive, but the entire advent had seemed to make him beyond paranoid. His sons and daughters shortly after all ended up dead in some way or another and everyone felt the king was the most likely suspect. His queen was just recently dead and buried and he was now already setting up a party to meet his new wife.
Ryder, the king's top general, was set to help run the security of said advent. He nodded his head at the king as the old man listed of directions and told him what was expected.
"I'm sure you can manage all of it, but I just think we should double security," the king instructed.
"We have doubled it my lord," Ryder responded.
"Then triple it. John is out to get me, I know it!"
"You had your son John poisoned four months back."
"Don't get smart with me! I know what I'm talking about!"
Ryder sighed. He could not complain to much. The king owned him fully. You see, the king was a collector of sorts. He made it a habit of finding and owning the last that lived of the old ways. The fey, the elven, and the cursed. His dungeon housed a good number of fairy folk, the last of their kind. Ryder was one such being and if he disobeyed the king he could very well end up in the dungeons too.
Ryder looked human enough, but when the moon was full, or when anger or passion over took him, he turned into a mad beast. Many would call him a werewolf, but he turned into a beast somehow even far worse. He was a demon born, a dog beast who's bloodline was tied to the darkness of the nine Hells, or so the ones that feared him said. He did not care for such rumor, all he knew was that he was a monster and sometimes he enjoyed being one.
In his human form as he was now he looked lean and tall. He had well kept, black, wavy hair. Was clean shaven and dressed as well as he could. He was always in some kind of suit. He worked out well and kept his body in the well needed shape his duties called for. His eyes were a sharp green and he had one slightly chipped tooth. Other then that his face was unmarked. He was but 27 years of age and he nodded his head as the king went on instructing him.
---
When the day came guests from all over the country side arrived. Ryder and his fellow guards ushered them in, one at a time, making sure none were a real danger. They all wandered into a massive ballroom, ready for a long night of party and glee.
As Ryder waved in another guest he heard horns blaring in the distance. The woman that was doomed to be the new queen was coming.
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