Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 184(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“What say you, ladies? Are there men here you would willingly give yourselves to in eternal submission? Or do you prefer exile?”
My display was not merely Manik flexing his cock for the benefit of the crowd, it was a warning and example to these traitors to the crown.
The ladies choose to stay. It is hard to tell because of their beautiful alien physiology, but I believe many of them are blushing, and perhaps even pleased. Sex is in the air. A taboo is being broken here, and new bonds are being made.
“Then go among the lords and make your cases. Choose those who will master you well, then bend yourselves in sexual submission so all who are present can bear witness to your contrition and undoing.”
A roar of approval echoes around the chamber so loudly the walls themselves seem to shake. In the crowd, hands are roaming, cocks are throbbing and undulating. An orgy is beginning, a ceremony of sexual commitment to a prodigal king.
* * *
Manik
I hold my dripping human lover and pet against my body and take my waiting throne. As I look around the room and see those present give into the spirit of pure eros, I feel a sense of satisfaction and control. It is not so bad to be king when one follows one’s natural instincts and does not give into prudish notions of guilt. Hard rods are being pushed into soft pussies and Lyssa is curled up on my lap.
I pet her gently, rubbing my seed into her dripping slit. I feel her quiver against me and give silent thanks to her capacity for multiple orgasms. This human was made to fuck and be fucked. That is true for everybody present. These women can be redeemed, of that I am certain.
Lady Xorl has her face pressed to the floor, her haunches raised, the cocks of Lord Flordin and Jaxsper each taking one of her rear holes. She was used by the queen, and now she will be used by better men until she learns her new place.
Lady Asteris is being spanked over the knee of Lord Cal. I know he has had his eye on her for a very long time, but her arrogance and then plotting with Enchante kept her out of his grasp. She is firmly caught now; her smooth cheeks being turned pleasingly pink by his palm.
Meanwhile, Lady Billis, one of the most notorious of the conspirators, according to my reports, has been put on her knees by three lords, and is working her way between them with her mouth and hands, servicing them all. Her lips stretch lewdly to take them, but there is a glint in her eye and a sway to her hips that suggests she is enjoying her debasement. After today, this room will no longer be associated with Enchante. It will be forever memorialized as the place the unfaithful maidens of the court of Maniae were brought to their knees.
Lyssa lets out a soft moan as I rub my fingers around her clit, teasing that naughty human bud. I love when she is this way, soft and submissive, and open to pleasure. It makes my cock throb again, and I can feel the head searching for the entrance to her body.
A little whimper of discomfort escapes her as I slide back into her.
“Aw, poor baby,” I murmur as she squirms on the tip of my cock. “Does that hurt your pussy?”
“Mnggh,” she replies, just barely coherent.
I know it hurts. I also know that she needs it. My cock belongs in her human cunt, stretching these tight human walls, taking my pleasure in her writhing heat. I do not force myself deeper. I let her work herself down on me, every fraction of an inch feeling intensely intimate. I needed to punish this deserving pussy and to make sure she learned her lesson once and for all. She had to atone for her sin of hunting me publicly. But now I can try to give her a different experience, perhaps.
She rests her hands on my knees and levers herself up, only to let herself fall back down onto my cock again. Her human pussy lips grip the turgid scaling of my cock so prettily as Lyssa now chooses to make herself part of this scene.
The wailing pleasure cries of Enchante’s punished ladies are starting to fill the air. They are being fucked now, almost all of them impaled on at least one cock. Wet sounds of rough intrusion and hard fucking surround us. With Lyssa fucking herself on my cock like the good girl she is, I fist her hair in my hand and look around at what the rest of the room has on display.
Lady Stel is holding herself open and bending forward. Her fine dress is in tatters as one lord after another fists his cock, pushes it inside her cunt for two strokes, then pulls free and walks around to her mouth to clean himself on her outstretched tongue. There are six lords using her like this, each in turn, one after the other, so she always has a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth. They are trying to hold off coming as long as possible, and her poor pink holes are being very well used in the competition. She will be sore tomorrow, I think, but satisfied.