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Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Kurtis – Nemberon Plains

My heart beat with exultation. The moon maiden was on the ground. She was dancing out there just waiting for me to find her, seduce her, and breed her. To add her to my harem. My cock throbbed so hard.

“Go!” I shouted.

Howling with passion, the werewolves blurred into the wolf forms and darted into the grass. Nephi became her lion-like sphinx form, her wings flapping. She leaped into the air and soared it the night. The two rakshasas grew tiger heads and snarled as they darted off. Incubus and Succubus became clouds that surged out into the night while Beliala spread her wings and soared off.

They spread out to find her.

My sisters and dragon-mother moved around me, a torch held in Pyrriah’s hand. She had a big grin on her face, her eyes twinkling in the torchlight. The reds and oranges washed out as we moved through the night. The werewolves were howling all around us.

We moved across the plains at a jog, the torch illuminating the grass. The werewolves were darting back and forth. I could hear them sniffing, howling. It was like they each had a different sent they were tracking.

Well, maybe they just had to find her. She was out here somewhere.

We reached the top of another hill, staring out the dark plain for any sign of light. I didn’t see anything. Nor could I see the werewolves, the rakshasas, or Nephi. It was too dark even with the full moon painting silvery highlights on the grass.

The howls still came from all around us as we moved down the hill. My heart beat faster and faster. We had until the moon set to find her. I waved my torch, searching for any signs of the moon maiden. Where was she?

The howls were spreading farther and farther out. They were getting further away. My brow furrowed. “Shouldn’t they have the scent by now?”

“They could just be spreading out to quarter the terrain,” said Mother. “I could take my true form. We could find her fast.”

The idea was tempting. “We could, but…” Caution held me back. “We don’t want someone to see you. There could be others on this plain. Hunters from the nearby city or something. I don’t know.”

“Of course,” she said as we climbed another hill.

We reached the top and looked around again. Where was the moon maiden? This was getting annoying. She couldn’t have come down that far from us. It seemed just a few miles and… “We saw where the moon maiden came down. The direction of it.”

“Oh, no,” said Lasla. “Why did the werewolves run off in every direction instead of towards the moonbeam.”

“Yeah, that’s weird,” Pyrriah said. “They are hunters, but…”

Mother cocked her head. She breathed in and out. “There is something strange in the air. A subtle scent. I’m just catching whiffs of it. I’m not sure what it is, though. Where it is coming from.”

Worry swelled through me. “Maybe you should take your dragon form.”

“Not worried about hunters?” she asked.

“No, no, there’s something not right about this.” I rolled my shoulders. I looked around the darkness. “They should have found the moon maiden by now.”

“It’s like our hunters have been scattered,” Pyrriah said. “Led in every direction but the one they should be going.”

“Is it the moon maiden?” asked Lasla. “Can she do that? You know, to protect herself.”

“I don’t know,” Mother said. “This smells almost like… fairy magic. Luring us from each other. Separating us.”

“That better not be you, Plumdrop!” I shouted. “Or you, Flutter!”

“Why?” Lasla asked. “Why would the fairies do—”

Pyrriah gasped and her sword whipped out of her scabbard. Her hair burned bright red as she swung the tulwar in a blur of motion. She smacked something out of the air. It hit the ground at my feet. An arrow, the haft cracked from the impact, some of the feather fletching sheered off. Tufts of down danced in the air.

“Gods damn!” I gasped, my mind whirring.

“Uncollar Mother!” Pyrriah cried.

“Yes,” snarled my dragon-mother, fury twisting her face.

I banished her golden collar and chastity belt. They vanished in motes of golden dust. As they did, manacles soared out of the darkness and struck mother. They clapped onto her wrists. They went tight on her, the chain rattling. She started to swell only for to gasp in pain. She stared down at them. There was no way to open them. They were solid metal.

“Go to a small form,” I gasped, drawing my sword.

“They’ll shrink with me,” Mother said, her big breasts swaying with her heavy breaths.

Pyrriah moved around us, her red hair burning bright, her torch blazing on the grass. Lasla crouched low, looking frightened. I peered out into the darkness. Where were these attacks coming from? Who was even doing this?

Three arrows flew up the hill, Pyrriah’s sword slashing. She cut the first one, then the second. Wood flew through the air. She slammed her sword into the third. A great cloud of gray smoke burst around her. She gasped then her hair went out. She collapsed to the ground.

“Chamomile!” Mother hissed. “Sleeping bomb on an arrow.”

“Who is out there?” I demanded, anger rising through me. I thrust my senses down where the arrows were and found…

Something feminine.

A woman. I thrust my tendrils into her soul and slid along diamond. An adamant will that kept my lust from penetrating into her body. My heart beat fast, my eyes trying to pick her out of the shadows. She had to be somewhere that I could get to her. I tightened my lust’s grip on her, looking for the flaw that would let me in.

“That won’t work on me,” growled a woman.

She burst out of the shadows and raced up the hill at us. She had dark hair flying behind her. She wore bronze armor that was shaped to leave her left breast exposed. A skirt of pleated bands of studded leather flapped around her legs. Greaves covered her chins up to her knees and bracers clad her forearms. She had a wild look in her eyes as she drew a short blade that had a leaf-like curve to it. A hoplite sword.

“Amazon,” gasped Mother.

“Yes, I am,” the amazon said as she entered the torchlight, a wild gleam in her eyes. She stared at me, her sword held low.

There was something familiar about the curves of her face, I just couldn’t quite place it. Her lips were full and sensual but twisted into a snarl that bared her teeth. My heart pounded. Amazons were hermaphrodite demigoddesses. The incestuous daughters of Henta and Matar.

“What do you want?” I demanded. “Why did you attack us?”

“You’re not the only one hunting the moon maiden, Son of Lust,” she said. “That’s one of the game I’m after tonight.”

“One?” I demanded.

Her eyes flicked to Mother. “The dragon is the other.”

My stomach lurched. How could she know that Mother was a dragon? I was so stunned, I couldn’t gather my wits to respond to her question. To deny it. My palms grew sweaty as they held the leather-wrap hilt of my tulwar.

“I’m not coming with you,” Mother said, her bearing regal and haughty.

“You won’t, huh?” she asked, swinging her sword in a slow circle. She glanced at me. “You have a stance like a fighter. You have skill.”

“Yes,” I growled.

“Not as much as her,” she said, glancing at my unconscious twin. “Do you think you can beat me?”

“Yes!”

She smiled and sheathed her sword. My brow knitted. What was she doing? She held her hands out. “Are you sure you won’t come with me, Azuliana?”

“How do you know that name!” Mother growled.

The amazon smiled. “Last chance to come with me to a refugee. A place where you will be safe. You are the last of the Daughters of Fire. You need to be protected. We are kin, you and I. Both descendants of Matar.”

“I am going nowhere!” Mother snarled. “I will not abandon my owner!”

Anger flashed across the amazon’s face. “A man! You let a man own you!”

“Yes!”

The amazon’s hands darted behind her and pulled her bow from her back and drew an arrow in a blur. Before I knew it, she had it pointed right at me. Just feet away. The broadhead point gleamed into the torchlight. A chisel point that would punch through my skull.

“If you don’t come with me, Azuliana, I’ll put an arrow between his eyes,” the amazon said, her voice cold.

I believed her. A clammy chill crossed my skin.

“That would be the last mistake you will ever make, Amazon,” Mother growled, her body trembling with fury. The manacles rattled. “Kill my son, and I will tear you apart limb from limb. I will leave your entrails coiled around this hill for the buzzards to feast upon. Then I will hunt down all your sisters. I will show why my kind should not live in this world!”

The Amazon’s face tightened but she did not lower her bow. “Then come with me, Azuliana, and I won’t kill him. I am trying to protect you.”

“I don’t need your protection, child!” Mother’s words snapped in the night.

“Your word or he dies,” the amazon said. “Hurry. I have a moon maiden still to capture, too! I will count to three, then your son dies. One!”

I swallowed. What could I do?

Mother hesitated, her eyes widening.

“Two!”

My heart screamed in my chest. My vision narrowed to a dark tunnel aimed right at that sharp point of the arrowhead.

“Thr—”

“No!” screamed Lasla as she threw herself at the amazon. “Don’t you hurt my brother!”

“Lasla!” I shouted as she struck the amazon.

TWANG!

The arrow hissed by my face as the amazon twisted. She grabbed my sister, her attention off me. The amazon twisted my sister around and slammed her on her back. Lasla gasped as the amazon slammed her foot down on my sister.

I struck once more. I slammed all my lust into the amazon. This time, I didn’t envelop her defenses and tried to crush it like an egg. My desires hurtled at her like an arrow released from the bow. It struck her defenses. Her soul shivered from the impact, but my attack slid off her defenses.

Then Lasla joined me. She thrust her lust, too. We hit the same spot together. The amazon twisted around and drew another arrow. As she raised her bow, Mother stepped between us, shielding me with her body.

“If you think I will let you harm my family!” Azuliana snarled.

Frustration rippled through the amazon. I could feel it roiling in her. I slammed my lust into her armor again and again. I hammered her now, chiseling at her soul. Lasla, too. We worked together to get past her tightly-controlled desires.

“You can’t break apart our family!” Lasla screeched. “You terrible bitch. You think this is how you’ll protect her. By hurting her children! You’re a fool!”

“She’s safe with us!” I roared. “With me!”

“Safe?” hissed the amazon. Now her anger burned beneath her armor. The heat swelled. I grinned and hit the softening barrier. “Safe? You call this safe? She’s away from her sanctuary. You’re gallivanting around world that wants to kill her! Do you care at all, Son of Lust?”

I heard the sneer in her voice. The contempt. She hated me for being Las’s son.

“Just put down the bow,” I cried, hitting her armor. I could feel it softening, but it was still so tough. “Let’s talk. I’m not endangering my mother. She’s safe with us.”

The anger flared hotter.

“I don’t care if he is endangering me,” Mother added. “I’m here by my own choice!” She marched forward.

“Stop!” Snarled the amazon who suddenly darted to the right and trained her arrow on me once more. “You will move down the hill to that large bush. There you will find a clay ball. Break it open, and it will knock you out like your daughter. You use it now, or I will kill him. I will not let you threaten me.”

“You are horrible!” Lasla shrieked.

“If you jump at me one more time, girl, I will put an arrow into your head, too,” said the amazon. “You might be a woman, but you’re still his spawn. I won’t hesitate to put out that eye and stop you from thrusting your disgusting lust at me.”

“Don’t you threaten my sister!” I growled.

The amazon whirled and aimed the bow right at Lasla. “Your mother obeys you, Son of Lust. Order her to knock herself out, or I will kill your sister. My arrow will fly before you have a chance to move at me. Either of you!”

I slammed my lust into her, but her defenses were still too strong. I couldn’t get past her. Fear squeezed down hard on my heart. I didn’t know what to do. How to save my sister and keep my mother from being taken by this bitch.

The amazon suddenly hissed and whipped her head to the dark slope of the hill.

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Antagony

Tentacles surged out of the darkness. They struck my waist and arms, wrenching me around before I could kill Lasla. A feline snarl filled the night. A panthopus’s green eyes reflected in the torchlight as it yanked me towards his open maw.

What was a panthopus doing here?

I whipped my bow around and fire.

The arrow slammed into the beast’s neck. It crashed to the ground, whimpering and going limp, mortally wounded. The tentacles dropped me. I landed on my feet and reached for my next arrow. Footsteps whipped through the grass, voices shouting.

I whirled to find Kurtis, his sister, and his dragon all jumping at me at the same time. As I shifted my weight to throw myself to the side, something slammed into my soul. A burst of lust that sent an explosion of aching heat in my pussy.

It slowed me down.

Kurtis slammed into me. I gasped, falling onto the grassy slope. His mother and sister also crashed on me. I groaned as I hit the ground. I felt him in me. Attacking my desires. A shuddered at the waves of heat washing out of my pussy.

A mouth engulfed my nipple. A man’s mouth. Kurtis suckled on my exposed nub. I gasped only to find Azuliana’s mouth sealing on mine. She kissed me as the lust surged through me. Pleasure burst in my nipple.

Then Lasla’s head shot beneath my skirt of studded leather. She went right for my bushy twat. She licked and lapped at my twat without hesitating. Her tongue stroked through my folds as Kurtis’s lust surged through me. He twisted me. Bent me.

I groaned into Azuliana’s mouth, struggling to break free of that grip on me.

He nibbled on my nipple. His tongue danced around it. I felt his rough, masculine stubble on my breast. I… liked it. The heat in my pussy swelled as Lasla thrust her tongue into my juicy depths. She swirled about in it.

Shock rippled through me.

I liked this.

I wanted to surrender. I wanted to give into the man sucking on my nipple. To take his cock into my pussy. I shuddered on the grass as he suckled harder at my nub. My pussy clenched, the heat rippling through my body.

This could not be happening.

I was turning into my mother.

That whore had given in. She had surrendered. I would not be like her. I was an amazon, not a slut. I would not be poisoned by lust. This wasn’t me. It was him. He was doing this to me. He had shoved his desire into me like he wanted to fuck his cock into my cunt.

My half-brother would not conquer me.

I should have killed him when I had the chance. Put an arrow in his head then drag Azuliana off to safety. I would free her from being a slave to that disgusting male. But I had hesitated. I had not taken the shot like I should have. That was my own failing. I was the weak one who should have just put an arrow in his eye.

I would not make that mistake again.

“NOOOOOO!” I shouted in defiance to the lust pouring into me. I slammed my elbow into Kurtis’s face.

He gasped as his head snapped back, ripping his mouth from my nipple. I headbutt Azuliana, cracking my temple into her cheek. She cried out in pain. Then I hopped to my feet, pulling my pussy from Lasla’s mouth.

He gained his feet, his robes open now. His cock thrust out hard before him. I stared at that thick phallus. It pulsed with his heartbeat. I gasped as my pussy clenched. My mouth watered. My lusts quivered in me. He bent them. Shaped them. My knees bent. The urge to fall before him and suck that cock filled me.

To gulp down a man’s seed.

I took a step towards him, my booted feet dragging through the grass. All I had to do was open my mouth and suck his… cock…

I screamed in horror and turned, fleeing out into the night at a full sprint. My arms and legs pumped, my bare, left breast bouncing. I ran and ran and ran. I didn’t stop running until the sun had risen and set and risen once more.

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Lasla

The amazon vanished into the night. I swayed, stunned by what happened, then I gasped and stared at the creature that had saved us. The panthopus. He whimpered. I darted to him and fell to my knees. I grabbed the arrow and ripped it out.

Blood spurted.

“Oh, no,” I gasped. “We need bandages.”

“Here,” Mother said. She rushed over and fell to her knees, beside me, her manacles rattling. She had a strip of cloth she must have pulled from a pack. She wound it around the beast’s neck. The blood soaked it. She grabbed another.

“Thank you,” I said, stroking the beast’s muzzle. “You saved me again.”

“A panthopus saving a person,” said Mother in surprise. “What did you do to him, Lasla?”

“Gave him a taste of the best pussy in the world,” Kurtis said. He knelt beside Pyrriah. He gently shook her. “How long is she going to be out?”

“Maybe an hour,” said Mother, the chains rattling.

“And how are we getting those off?” I asked, staring at the manacles.

“They’re Bracers of Justice,” she said. “Not even Cernere can take them off. The only one is whoever has the key.”

“You mean the amazon that just ran off into the dark,” my brother muttered. “Great. So you can’t turn into a dragon.”

Mother shook her head.

“Gods damn,” Kurtis groaned and rose. “How did she know who you are?”

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Kurtis

Mother didn’t have an answer to my question.

I stood and wondered why that face she had was so familiar. Had we bumped into her before and not realized it. Maybe in Queen Athirmi’s palace. There were all sorts of strange people in that place. Ufexis, that annoying gnome alchemist, knew who my mother was.

Did she blab?

And what about Ziryihm? The deva knew, too.

Then my eyes widened. “The moon maiden.”

I had to find her, but my slaves were scattered across the plains. The amazon’s work. Pyrriah slept. Mother and Lasla were bandaging the panthopus. I hoped it lived since he saved us all tonight. A panthopus. My sister really did have an amazing pussy.

I had to find the moon maiden. I glanced at the moon. It would set in another few hours. Time was running out. The amazon had run off. It had to assume that it was safe out here. I closed my eyes. There was only one way for me to find her.

Lust.

I pressed out my senses. I could feel other women. I could find them and manipulate them. I ignored Mother and Lasla. I hardly felt Pyrriah with her being unconscious. I pushed out my senses across the plains.

My mind burned as I reached out farther than the hill. I kept pushing and pushing the tendrils of lust farther and farther out. My senses washed out over the plain. We had gone in the right direction. So she must be near here.

My hands clenched. Sweat dripped down my brow.

Fingernails bit into my palms.

I strained, pushing my lust towards the southeast, the direction we had run. I felt nothing. No creatures that had any lust. Nothing that feelings. No higher-order monsters. Just normal wildlife I’d never detect. I had to keep—

I found a female presence.

She was happy. Fulfilling her desire to dance. Joy surged through her. A pure, innocent passion to just play and frolic. It wasn’t even lust. Not a hint of sexual ache in her. She was beyond that. A wholesomeness my soul throbbed to caress.

My dick twitched with my heartbeat.

She was so pure, so innocent, that she had no defenses. This wasn’t a jaded Amazon who held her desires behind scorn, anger, and powerful will. The moon maiden just desired to enjoy the night before she had to return to her home on the moon.

It was so simple, it was beautiful. Majestic.

I swept her up in the palm of my lust. I didn’t want to scare her with awakening her to full passion. I had to be subtle. I nudged her, giving her a desire to come to me and dance before me. To have an audience to perform before.

That sent a quiver through her.

I placed just the tiniest itch in her pussy. The first hint of arousal at the thought of dancing before a handsome man. Her desire fluttered through her. It built in her as she danced. That need for an audience. That lust to be seen.

Exhibitionism swelled in her. It built and built until it was a need that had to be answered.

She pranced through the plains, coming closer and closer to me. I trembled, the pressure on my mind fading. I stood there on the hilltop, my dragon-mother and sister tending to the injured panthopus. I moved down the hill to the dell, the moon shining onto a small pool. The grass was shorter here. Green and beautiful.

I stopped here naked, waiting for her to appear.

I felt her drawing closer and closer. The need to be seen drove her to a run. I trembled, staring in the direction that she would appear. I smiled as she flounced out of the moonlight, her pale skin almost glowing beneath the silver radiance.

Her hair sparkled behind her like the moon had been liquefied. She pirouetted as she came before me, her violet eyes meeting mine. She quivered as she stopped a dozen feet from me and danced to music only she could hear.

I stood transfixed by her beauty. She twirled, her silver hair sweeping around her, almost hiding her naked body. But glimpses of her small breasts and hairless pussy peeked out. My cock throbbed at the beauty of her slender figure.

Her long legs, sleek and gorgeous.

Her pert rump.

Her plump lips.

My heart pounded as I just let her dance before me. I don’t know how long I watched her before I remembered that I was supposed to seduce her. I had to keep her from going up to the moon. I had to keep her here. Have her join my harem.

She had that lust burning in her to be watched, but I had transformed that now. I gently fanned that coal of desire in her. I swelled her need to dance in a more erotic fashion. She sighed as she danced, her thighs growing slick and gleaming with her juices. Her pussy plump with her arousal. Nipples hardened.

Then her hands start caressing her body. They roamed over her flesh. She caressed her lush thighs and over her smooth belly. She moaned as she cupped her small breasts and rubbed her nipples. My dick twitched before her as she twisted those nipples.

I listened to her beauty of her moans. They became the music she danced to.

Her hips swayed more.

Her ass wiggled in my direction.

She bent over, her tight slit gleaming between her thighs.

Her fingers rubbed at her pussy now. She diddled her clit, awakening to the rapturous possibilities that her nubile body possessed. She shuddered as she danced now, one hand stroking her vulva. She tossed her head, her passion singing out across the plains.

My dick throbbed the entire time. I loved it. I savored the way she groaned. How she moaned. It was passionate to listen to. It was an exciting delight. My heart pounded in my chest as she whimpered and moaned.

Her orgasm grew as she danced and masturbated.

It was a thing of beauty.

I trembled, loving the sight. The sounds. Her hair whipped around her as she twirled in place, rubbing her clit as she danced and pranced before me. She spun around me. I groaned, turning to watch her, my dick on fire.

Her moans grew more and more liquid as her passion built and built towards her climax. Her eyes squeezed shut as she stopped only feet away. She trembled there, her boobs quivering. She arched her spine as she hit that moment of release.

She cried out in wordless passion.

He mons sang around me. I loved the sound as she quivered. Her pussy juices gushed down her thighs. The sugary aroma filled my nose. I groaned, my dick so hard for her. As she trembled through the ecstasy, I put the next desire in her.

She shot her purple eyes towards my cock. She licks her lips, the silvery light gleaming on her body. The ache to suck my dick grows and grows as the waves of her passion hit their crest. She gasps then falls to her knees before me.

She opens her mouth wide.

The moon maiden sucked my dick into her mouth.

I groaned at the feel of her mouth around my dick. It was an incredible delight to have her nursing on me. It was just amazing to feel her warmth about me. That wetness. I stared into her violet eyes, marveling at that awakened desire.

She had never felt anything like this. Her purity was such a treasure. I would enjoy every moment of sullying her. My dick throbbed in her mouth. My precum leaked out. She tasted it, marveling at that flavor. I made sure that she savored that delight. That she loved the flavor.

She groaned, nursing on my dick with passion. With this new hunger that I had created in her.

I smiled and marveled over the power I had. I groaned as she suckled, her head bobbing. Her silvery hair draped over her body. She swirled her tongue about my cock. I trembled, loving the caress. She made me feel amazing.

“That’s it,” I breathed. “Gods damn, that’s it. You’re doing amazing.”

The moon maiden moaned around my cock. She suckled hard. I loved what she did to me. She nursed on me with such a wondrous passion. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. She suckled on me with force. With such passion.

My nuts twitched. I would unload so much cum in her mouth when it was right. I couldn’t wait to do that. My heart pounded in my chest. A big smile crossed my lips as she loved my cock. I groaned at the desire burning in her violet eyes.

“That’s it,” I said as my lusts swelled her own delight. “You like that. You want that, don’t you?”

She nodded, her mouth sucking hard on my cock. Her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction. It was a delicious sensation to have her working her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with passion. I loved it. I savored the way she nursed on me. This was a delight. A pure pleasure to experience.

I rose and rose towards that wonderful moment when I could cum.

I would flood her mouth with jizz, and she would love it. She already enjoyed the salty precum. I gave her the desire to have more. To gulp down my cum. To love it. She worked her mouth up and down my cock.

It was an incredible delight to have the moon maiden blowing me like this. Loving me with her hungry mouth. I loved every second of her nursing on me. I groaned with the pleasure of her mouth sliding down my cock.

Her tongue danced.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Just like that.”

Her violet eyes brimmed with delight as she loved my cock. She suckled on me with such passion. She nursed with such hunger on me now. I smiled down at her. She craved my cum so much. She craved to love my dick.

To serve me.

Submit to me.

“You’re doing amazing,” I groaned. “And you’re going to get such a reward. I know you want that. Yes, yes, I know you’re going to keep sucking until you get it.”

She moaned and did just that.

She suckled on my cock with such passion. She nursed on me with everything that she had. I reveled in that as I savored her mouth working up and down my dick. She suckled on my cock with a fantastic passion. I loved every moment of it. The pressure built and built in my nuts.

Her tongue stroked around my dick. She gave me such a delight. I loved that so much. I savored the way she nursed on me. How she loved my cock. She would get all that cum that she craved. The moon maiden was fantastic.

“Shit,” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s amazing.”

She trembled in delight.

“Make sure you swallow all of it,” I groaned. “Don’t be scared, either. You won’t drown. You’ll do just fine.”

She nodded as she nursed with that hunger that I gave her.

That was the best part. How I had molded her to be just what I needed. It was an outstanding pleasure to have her sucking on me like this. To enjoy her mouth nursing on me. I rose towards that orgasm. I hurtled closer and closer to it.

“Shit,” I groaned, savoring the passion. “Oh, shit, that’s good. That’s amazing. Las’s big dick, yes!”

I erupted into the moon maiden’s mouth.

She groaned as she gulped down my cum. She swallowed it all. I loved how her throat worked. How she drank all my spunk. It was just a wild thrill to have her doing this. I swayed there, my cock throbbing as I pumped her mouth full of my spunk. I reveled in that moment.

She swallowed it all down. The sexy moon maiden closed her eyes. I could feel how much she loved it while her pussy burned. She whimpered as she drank down my spunk. She swayed, needing more. Wanting me to ravish her.

I smiled as I fired the last of my cum into her mouth.

“Yes, yes, that was amazing.” I suckled in a deep breath. “That was just perfect. You are amazing. Damn!”

She slid her mouth off my cock and said in her musical voice, “Thank you for that… That… Saltiness. It was very good.”

“My cum,” I said. “That was my cum.”

“Cum…” She trembled. “Oh, yes, yes, thank you for your cum! Um…”

“Master,” I said. “I’m your Master. I own you, right?” I nudged her lusts.

“That word… makes me feel… so hot,” she whimpered.

“Because you want to be my sex slave,” I said, twisting her again. “You want to serve me and love me and receive more pleasures like that, don’t you?”

“I… I… do,” she whimpered. “It makes me feel so… so…” Her shyness held her back. I loved that about her. But I felt her lust.

“It makes you feel like you’d rather stay here with me than go back to the moon, right?” I asked her.

She gasped, her eyes widened. Her desires conflicted. “I.. I don’t know… Master.”

“Let me show you why,” I said. “Lay down on your back, and I will show you the pleasure that you’ll get with me.”

She trembled and did just that. Silver gleamed in her eyes. Her small breasts rose and fell. I smacked my lips and pushed her knees apart as I sank between them. Her hairless pussy had this sweet, nectar-like aroma. Flowery.

I leaned over and nuzzled into her pussy. She gasped and quivered. I licked at her. I lapped at her pussy with my hungry tongue. She squeezed her thighs around my head. She held me to her twat as I tongued her. She squirmed and whimpered, her face twisting with delight.

“Oh, wow,” she moaned as I licked at her. “That’s… Oh, wow!”

I licked at her with hunger. I lapped at her pussy, feeling her lusts quiver. I knew she would have such a big orgasm on my tongue. She would cum so hard. I licked and lapped at her, my hands shoving beneath her rump to grip her.

her silvery hair spilled around her breasts. She shuddered as she humped against me. She ground her hairless pussy on my mouth out of instinct. Her sweet, nectary delight spilled over my tongue. I loved the taste. The passion. The delight.

This was such a perfect thing to enjoy. I savored it as she moaned and shuddered. She writhed on the grass, experiencing pleasure for the first time. Her thighs gripped my head then relaxed. She almost seemed to dance on her back.

“Oh, Master,” she groaned. “I didn’t know I could feel like this.”

I winked at her as I licked at her virgin twat. I parted her folds and stroked over her hymen. I loved the feel of that barrier I would soon be penetrating. I would ram through her and make her squeal in delight.

I flicked up to her clit.

“Master!”

I tongued that naughty bud.

“Oh, wow, that’s incredible, Master!”

I loved the sounds she made as I stroked her bud. I savored sliding across her naughty pearl. Then I suckled on her. She gasped, her back arching. Her orgasm swelled in her already. She was so eager to cum again. To experience more pleasure.

I nibbled on her clit with my lips. I swirled my tongue about her bud. She groaned as I did that. She trembled, dancing on her back as I suckled on her pearl. Her sweet, flowery flavor suffused my mouth. She tasted so good.

“Something’s building in me, Master,” she whimpered.

“Just enjoy,” I groaned and suckled harder.

She gasped, “Yes, Master!”

I suckled hard on her bud. I loved the feel of that little pearl on my tongue. I stroked over her sensitive spot as she trembled towards that burst of pleasure. She would have such a wild climax on my tongue. She would just burst with such pleasures. She was on the verge. I nipped her bud.

“Master!” she squealed as I felt her orgasm burst in her.

Those sweet, nectary juices gushed out and bathed my mouth. I loved them. I drank them all down. I savored the flavor. I loved the delight of it. I lapped over her virgin folds, gathering her passion. She groaned, squeezing her thighs about my head as she climaxed.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” the innocent moon maiden gasped and groaned. Her silver hair danced around her. “That’s so good.”

“It’s about to get better,” I said and rose, my cock throbbing.

She trembled beneath me as I pressed my cock into her pussy. I rubbed up and down her slit. I loved the feel of her virgin twat on my cock. She just quivered beneath me. She was so ready to be fucked by me.

I pushed against her folds and found her hymen. Her violet eyes trembled beneath me. I flared her desire to be penetrated. That need for my cock to ram into her and make her fully mine. Her eyes widened at what she felt.

“Master,” she groaned. “Oh, Master, that’s… I… Please… I need you… In me.”

I smiled and kissed her.

Her lips melted to mine, tasting her own pussy cream as I thrust against her hymen. I slid my arms beneath her body, holding her slender frame to me as her maidenhead stretched and stretched before my cock. She whimpered.

Then her purity tore.

I plunged into the moon maiden.

“Oh, Master, yes!” she gasped when she broke our kiss, her pussy clamping down on my cock.

I savored the heat of her pussy as I slid deeper and deeper into her cunt. She had such a naughty twat. She felt amazing around me. This was just such a hot passion to feel about me. Her twat gripped me with her silky delight.

I stared into her violet eyes as I pumped away at her. I plunged into cunt again and again. She had such a tight and juicy snatch. Her body trembled, her lusts rippling through her. I pumped away, giving her rapture. Ecstasy.

“Master! Master!” she moaned. “Oh, master, that’s amazing!”

I loved the sounds she made as I fucked her. I rammed my cock into her pussy over and over again. My balls slapped into her taint. They were swollen with my jizz. That need to cum brimmed in me. I would pump so much into her. It was so amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped, her pussy squeezing about my dick. “Oh, Master, that’s stupendous!”

I winked at her.

I thrust into her pussy, loving how she gripped me. She held me with her juicy snatch. Every plunge into her pussy swelled the ache at the tip of my dick. I loved that so much. I savored the pleasure of ramming into her snatch.

The moon maiden’s deflowered pussy gripped me. She massaged me, swelling the ache in my nuts. I groaned, loving that delight as I pumped away at her. I thrust into her twat again and again, reveling in the juicy pleasure of her snatch. She whimpered beneath me.

Her moans and gasps filled the dying night. The horizon lightened. The moon would soon set, and she was squeezing her snatch around me. She gripped me with passion as I buried into her cunt again and again. I rammed into her hard and fast.

My balls slapped into her taint. I loved that delight. I savored it as I fucked her. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as I drilled into her cunt. I fucked her with passion. I loved how she held my dick. She massaged my cock with her twat.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, burying into her snatch. “Gods damn, that’s good. That’s real good!”

“I’m so happy you love being in me, Master!” she gasped, her hands stroking my back.

“I adore it,” I groaned, driving my cock to the hilt in her snatch again and again. “It’s just amazing to be in your twat.”

She beamed at me as I fucked her with such passion. She gripped me. It was incredible to feel that passion as I buried into her snatch over and over again. I loved it. This was such a delight to experience. She had such a tight cunt.

She stared up at me, quivering. As my orgasm built, so did hers. I could feel that pressure building and building with my every thrust into her snatch. I loved how she held me. It was fantastic to be massaged by her pussy. I rose towards that bursting point.

She arched her back, her thighs holding me tight. She gripped me with that delicious sheath. It was a wild delight. I pumped away so hard, hurtling towards that bursting point. She trembled beneath me, her own orgasm about to burst in her.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, Master, it’s happening again. That wonderful pleasure.”

“Good,” I groaned and plowed into her snatch.

“Oh, master, yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my dick. I groaned, savoring the pleasure of her snatch rippling around me. She quivered about me, her twat convulsing and writhing. She shuddered as her delight rippled through her body. It was fantastic to have her cumming around me like this.

“Yes!” I groaned as I buried into her and erupted. “Las’s big dick!”

“Oh, Master!” she gasped as my cum spurted into her pussy. “Oh, Master, yes!”

She suckled at me with hunger. She nursed with passion on me. I groaned, my cum pumping over and over into her cunt. I flooded her with everything that I had. It was fantastic to feel her snatch rippling around me.

She nursed at me. She suckled with such hunger on my dick. I loved every second of the pleasure sweeping through me. This wondrous joy burned through me. My head tossed from side to side. My mind melted beneath all this amazing ecstasy that fired through me.

“Oh, that’s it,” I groaned, spurting over and over into her.

“Master! Master! Master!”

She wrung my dick dry. She suckled out all my cum. I shuddered on her, loving the pleasure of this moment. I savored her twat milking out all my jizz. She whimpered beneath me, her hands stroking my back.

“The moon’s about to set,” she whispered.

“But you want to stay here with me,” I said. “You want to be my moon maiden slave. A part of my harem. To dance for me. To experience rapture.”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes, I do, Master!”

I kissed her. Triumph blazed in my heart. I had claimed my moon maiden. I had the perfect delight to win the notice of the Empress of Shizhuth. I trembled on her, my dick throbbing in her cunt. I loved the feel of her snatch gripping me.

It was a pure delight to be on my moon maiden. To enjoy her like this.

I would outwit Throwia, save my father, and have the ability to breed my step-mother. It would be difficult, but I would do it.

To be continued…

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