incubusking
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- Dec 9, 2006
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:: The land that belonged to the being known as the Incubus King was vast. He owned a full nine of the infinate layers of the Abyss. His home layer was called The Plains of Desire, for it was populated mostly by other like-minded demons. He wasn't a major power, but that was rapidly changing with his aggressive expansion and his fresh defeat of Occularius, a massive Beholder-fiend, and his nearest threat to expanding power. His home and preferred dwelling was an epic-sized palace, asthetically pleasing to the eye and filled with double-imagery. The inside of the massive palace was constantly flooded with sweet smelling incense and lovely sexual pieces of art. The palace was particularly flooded with patrons tonight (this layer was bathed in eternal night) as the Incubus King was throwing a party in honor of his defeat of, and personal slaying of, Occularius. Wine and food were flowing freely, being passed out by the most lovely and barely clad slave girls, as was the sex. The air hung heavy with the delicious scent of sex from the many, many rooms of the palace. Some were being occupied by a single person, seeking solitude to pleasure themselves, some were occupied by couples playing various games, or something having at each other like a pair of animals. Some were being used for orgies. The master of the house's girls were most lovely, all manner of races and kinds of women he called his own, from demon girls to elf girls to beastgirls to even more exotic and rare kinds, even a few corrupted angels. His guests were not above wearing the barest of clothing, or simply parading about nude, displaying their bodies, male and female, as works of art, and their prized slaves as well. Some slaves were frightened and new, and others defiant. Some had quietly accepted their lot in life, and others still had come to relish and revel in their position, often taking pride in their position as the pride of their master/mistress' stock and competing fiercely with other prized slaves to be the "best of the show". This was a place of obscene desire and pleasure, a place where all fetishes and all manner of desire were fed ten times over, no matter how perverse or depraved. A young girl brought a golden, bejeweled goblet of rare wine to the master of the house, a man of impossible beauty and unsurpassed grace and eternal youth. He sipped the wine, his bright, fierce, intelligent green eyes focused on the spectacle before him, his long silvery hair tickling the nude bodies of the women that made up his throne, bound together by ropes that pleasure them when he sat or stood from it. The sight before him was that of a captured and virtuous young paladin woman. Her body was nude and on display for the hungry eyes feasting upon her, and there were a number of men fucking her young body hard. She was slowly losing her virtue and beginning to give in the feeling welling up inside of her...::
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