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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.

Lasla – The Free City of Grahata

I stood on the deck of the Treasure Box as the ship drifted towards the quay. The two human males, Tarthan and his son Foran, tossed the thick hawsers to the longshoremen. The thick cables of rope, thicker than my leg, were caught and wrapped around thick mooring hooks.

The city of Grahata was gray.

There was not a bit of vibrancy in it. I wrapped in my purple robes, my pearl necklace about my throat. I stared at the city. This was the place where you could get the best gems? It was so squat and ugly. I couldn’t believe it. I was shocked by just how… bland it was.

It was such a disappointment.

“Angela and her companions walked here,” Kurtis said as he stood in his blue robes. “Isn’t that amazing?”

“Yeah,” I said a. I really didn’t see what the big deal was, but it made him happy.

I looked around the deck and smiled at the sight of Naryu and Pradu speaking softly to Oberoy. The rakshasa looked strangely gentle around him. He laughed at something they said, his dragonfly wings buzzing behind him.

What was that about?

With the ship moored, it was time to get the harem ready for Kurtis’s grand entrance to Grahata. I turned around only to find Beliala landing on the deck. The demon folded her wings behind her back and clapped her hands together harshly.

“Okay, sex slaves!” she barked. “Get ready! We have to give our Lord a proper escort. You two rakshasas, stop flirting with the fairy and get your asses over here. And I want to see those tiger heads! Get them out now or taste my lash!”

Princess Naryu and Pradu darted from Oberoy. They were both wearing purple skirts and golden necklaces that draped over their brown breasts. Their heads sprouted into tiger heads, fierce and proud. My brow furrowed.

That was my job.

“Nephi, become a sphinx!” cried Beliala next. “Let’s have a dry run of what arriving at the Shizhuth will be like. Practice before we embarrass our Lord before the Nagas! Now, sphinx! I have in problem shaving your bald and making a cape from your hair!”

“Yes, Beliala!” Nephi gasped and blurred into her sphinx form, her boobs bouncing as she settled down on all for us and grew her fur and mass.

“And Diane!” Beliala shouted. “You will dance before our Lord, leading him through the city with your graceful beauty. Come on! Move those dainty feet! That’s it! Right to the gangplank!”

My scowl only tightened as Diane flitted towards the gangplank.

“We’ll have to get her flower petals for the day,” Beliala said. “That will be very impressive.”

My teeth ground together. But shouldn’t we have the guards go first? I opened my mouth, “We should—”

“Now come on!” said Beliala shouted over me. “Wait, the guards. Korvan, you and your men will be first. Then the rakshasa and Diane. Yes, yes, that’s better. A proper honor guard. Lord Kurtis, you ride Nephi with your sisters behind you and your mother and the twins trailing at the back with me taking the rear. Yes, yes, that will be perfect.”

“You forgot about Stalker,” I muttered.

Beliala looked around. “We’re missing something. Right, right, Stalker. Mistress Lasla, you should have your pet walking at your side while your sister looks martial and beautiful with her sword. And Mistress Lasla, make sure stalker is on your left with your sister on your right so you are not vulnerable.”

“Why are you—”

“Run out the gangplank, sailors!” Beliala said, cutting me off again. “That’s it. Yes, yes, let’s show Grahata just how powerful Lord Kurtis is!”

Kurtis mounted Nephi as the gangplank was run out. The soldiers, led by Korvan, hurried down the gangplank and pushed back the dockworkers. The rakshasas sauntered down next with Diane now dancing after them. I snapped my fingers, Stalker bounding to my side.

Pyrriah glanced at me as she fell in on my right, stalker on the other side of me. “You look a tad miffed.”

“A tad?” I muttered as Kurtis rode Nephi down the gangplank looking so majestic and handsome as he did so. “A tad?”

“Sorry,” Pyrriah said and headed down the gangplank before me. I followed with Stalker, Mom, the twins, and Beliala at the rear.

The men on the docks gaped at the procession that headed down the quay. The workers cleared the way for the soldiers and rakshasas. They stared at Kurtis in awe. They started to bow to him, clearly recognizing that he was a great lord.

I put a hand on Stalker’s hide, his tentacles twitching. He snarled as he passed men who grew pale in the face. At least he knew how to behave himself unlike some bitches. What was Beliala thinking giving orders and talking over me?

“Yes, yes, that’s so good,” Beliala called from the back. “Slaves, you’re doing great.”

I wanted to shoot at her, but now wasn’t the time. Not in front of all these strangers. We pushed out into the streets of Grahata. The citizens, wearing clothes as drab as the city, cleared out of our way. They stared with such shock and awe at Kurtis riding on a sphinx.

It was an impressive sight.

I couldn’t blame them for quivering as we moved through Grahata towards the shops that Captain Telesi had told us about. I rolled my shoulders, my fingers itching to strangle Beliala. That demon had to understand her place.

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Kurtis

It was a different experience arriving in Grahata like this. To have the people bowing to me. They saw me as a great lord. And why wouldn’t they with a moon maiden dancing before me and a pair of rakshasa bodyguards?

And never mind that I rode on a sphinx.

I grinned at the people. I waved at them we passed. It was such a heady thrill to do this. They didn’t know who I was. Yet. But like Sir Angela and Thrak, they would. Kurtis would be a name to be remembered.

The Son of Lust had arrived in Grahata.

I surged out of my power as I moved. I touched the young women, inflaming their passions. I made them wet. Aching for cock or pussy. I swelled their passions so hot that they would let themselves be taken right there in the street.

They started to press up to guys, rubbing on them, begging them. The women didn’t care who the guy was. Stranger. Friend. Relative. Lover. They just needed them. Kissing broke out. And so much more. I let my power flood out into the people of Grahata.

I smiled as I spread lust.

Like the wake of a ship churned up the sea, I churned up the city. I left behind women falling to their knees to suck cocks or to be fucked hard. Spit-roasted between two men. On their backs. Pinned to walls. I could feel their gasping passion as they were taken hard.

I smiled as we neared the district. Soon, we were arriving at the gem merchant that Captain Telesi had advised us to seek out. I dismounted Nephi who blurred into her human form. The guards formed up around the door while the rakshasas went inside.

“Our Lord Kurtis has come to patronize your shop,” Princess Naryu growled as Diane danced in before me. She was naked and lovely, her skim gleaming with a sheen of sweat. She looked so graceful as she spun about.

I entered the shop, my sisters, Mother, the twins, and Beliala following. The demon looked around, her eyes skeptical. It was a parlor with chairs to sit on. From behind a counter, a plump man in red robes and fingers covered in rings rose.

“My Lord Kurtis,” he said, coming out to greet us.

“We have the need of buying jewelry,” I said. I thumbed over my shoulder. My sister-wives and other women will need to see your finest items.”

“Of course, of course,” he said. He turned and called, “Melial, my sweet, refreshments for our noble guests.”

In a moment, an older woman in a tight dress of gray-blue. She had several necklaces and bracelets sparkling with gems. She held a tray with glasses on it. Behind her, a girl that was clearly her daughter came out with the same dusky skin and black hair, her face a youthful version of the woman. She held a kettle that steamed.

“Oh, yes, my lovely wife Melial and our daughter, Ranni,” he said. “They are beautiful, no?”

“Very,” I said. “Such delicious refreshments you offer.”

Lasla flicked an annoyed gaze to me.

I winked at her.

She rolled her eyes and moved up to the merchant. I would leave it in her hands as I studied the mother and daughter. They were both gorgeous. Just the sort of beauties that stirred my cock to its full girth. I would have such a delicious time fucking them both.

I went to work on the three. I inflamed the mother and her daughter’s lusts for me. They both quivered, their cheeks blushing as they stared at me. Melial licked her lips, a bold gleam in her brown eyes. Her daughter swallowed, her maidenly passions awakened.

Then I worked on the husband. I swelled his desire to have me fuck his wife. To be cuckolded by a lord. To see me pleased so I would spend my wealth here. He wanted that greatly. His eyes burned with greed as his wife set down her tray and daughter the kettle.

I gave the man a final push.

“Melial, my sweet, if you would take our guest to our bed chamber with our daughter to see that he is properly entertained while I deal with his lovely women,” the merchant said.

“Of course,” the wife said with such obvious desire tinged with surprise. “Come, my little sapphire, and let’s see that this mighty lord is entertained.”

“Y-yes, Mother,” the girl whimpered, her body trembling with powerful lusts that she had never experienced before.

“This way, my Lord…” The wife arched her eyebrow, her voice sultry.

“Kurtis,” I said, my cock hard beneath my robes. “Mmm, yes, yes, I am most eager to be entertained by you and your lovely daughter.”

I inflamed not only their lusts for me, but for each other. I suppressed the taboo of incest as we headed back. The mother shuddered beside me, pressing her curvy form against mine. My dick twitched with the eagerness for this.

I loved my powers.

They led me through the doorway. We passed a strong room with a heavy iron door and thick locks then up a flight of stairs. We soon entered a room with a large bed and windows covered in gauzy curtains. The midday sun bled through, the light diffused and tinged with a soft blue.

“My husband does not normally offer me to his patrons,” purred Melial. “But I am glad he did this time. You are such a… stirring man, Lord Curtis.”

“And you are a ravenous beauty,” I said. “And your daughter is a flower that is just blossoming.”

“Mmm, she is,” purred the mother. “Your robe?”

I held out my arms and let her take it off me. She groaned as my muscular, tan body came into view and my big dick. Lust surged through her, a quiver that raced out of her pussy. She had never seen a cock as big as mine.

Her daughter stared with wide eyes. She trembled, a tinge of fear mixed in with her powerful desire for me. She had never seen a dick before. It was something bigger than she had anticipated. That was a delight. I was glad that mine was the first her eyes had seen.

I moved from the women and settled on the bed. “Undress your daughter then have her undress you. And don’t be shy about sharing any forbidden affections the pair of you harbor.”

“Yes, my Lord,” breathed Melial.

She cupped Ranni’s face and kissed her daughter. I groaned at the sight of their incestuous kiss. Their lips worked together in such a delicious way. My dick throbbed with the delight of this wicked sight. My dick twitched with the heady possibilities.

As Melial kissed Ranni, the mother unlaced her daughter’s bodice. She worked at the laces, pulling them open slowly. It was a treat to see those small, dusky breasts emerge topped with soft nipples. My cock twitched with passion.

The dress fell down the daughter’s body. She was naked beneath, a thick thatch of black hair adorning her virgin pussy. I shuddered at the sight as her finger snow went to her mother’s dress. She tugged on the laces.

Big breasts spilled out into the daughter’s hands.

Ranni squeezed her mother’s tits. I groaned at the sight, loving the lust they shared. Their tongues danced together. I loved how they worked together, kissing with such passion. My heart pounded in my chest as I loved this sight.

Melial’s dress slid down her body as she made out with her daughter. More of the mother’s curvaceous form appeared. I loved the sight, the woman possessing a bush even thicker than her daughters. Her necklaces draped over the tits that Ranni fondled.

I nudged the pair’s lusts. I swelled in them the idea of sucking my dick.

Ranni broke the kiss and whimpered, “Mother, should we…?”

“Attend to our guest?” The mother licked her lips. “Yes, yes, we should. Perhaps a blowjob. Both of us sucking him. I can teach you how to pleasure a man.”

That was something I didn’t put in her.

“Yes, Mother,” the girl moaned, her voice thick with her passion.

My dick twitched with delight as they both turned to me. They had such gorgeous faces. I wanted them to just fall on me and suckle on my dick. The pair moved towards me, the daughter’s tits firm and quivering, the mother’s soft and jiggling.

The pair slid onto the bed and crawled toward my cock. The mother licked her lips, the daughter quivering with her frightened, virginal passions. They were both so delicious in different and exciting ways. My cock aching.

The mother grabbed my dick and held it up. “Mmm, just do what I do, my little sapphire.”

She ducked her head down and licked her tongue across the crown of my dick. I groaned at the pleasure of the married woman’s hot caress. She gathered up my precum, purring her own delight as she held my cock out for her daughter to lick next.

The delicious Ranni leaned her head down, her black curls spilling around her dusky face. She slid her tongue over the crown of my dick. I shuddered at the heat of it. The pleasure of her tongue stroking my flesh. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Nice,” I groaned. “Mmm, teach your daughter how to love a man’s dick.”

“Yes, my Lord,” she groaned. “Ranni, my little sapphire, lick across his cock. Yes, yes, just like that. Mmm, gather up that precum.”

She did. The daughter stroked her tongue across the crown of my cock. I groaned at the wonderful pleasure that swept through me. It was a delight to have her licking me like that. She caressed me with her tongue, sending such delight rushing through me.

A big smile spread on my lips as she fluttered her tongue over the crown of my dick. A big smile spread on my lips. It was an incredible delight. Just a fantastic pleasure to feel her tongue stroking across the crown of my cock.

She licked me. Lapped at me. She drove me wild with what she did to me. I shuddered, my back arching with the delight of this moment. The mother cooed her delight as her daughter bathed my dick with her tongue.

“Now swallow him,” she purred. “Slide your lips over his cock and suckle on him.”

“Yes, Mother,” she whimpered.

“Las’s big dick,” I groaned as her mouth slid over my cock. It was a delight to have her swallowing my dick. A true pleasure to enjoy her warm lips engulfing my dick. “Yes.”

“He loves it, my little sapphire,” purred the mother. “Now suckle on him.”

She nursed on me, her lips forming a tight seal. My nuts witched with the delight of what she did to me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. It was such a hot delight to have her nursing on me like that.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled hard on me. Nursed with passion on my cock. It was an incredible delight to have this young girl blowing her first dick. My nuts tightened with the pleasure of it.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” encouraged the mother. “Just suckle on him. Nurse on him with passion. And use your tongue. Sweep around him.”

Ranni’s tongue danced around my cock.

“Gods damn,” I groaned, my dick twitching.

“Mmm, you’re doing so good,” the mother said, stroking her daughter’s cheek. “Bob your head now. Work your lips up and down his cock whiled sucking as hard as you can. That will just make him love it even more.”

She bobbed her head, working her hot lips up and down my mouth. It was an incredible delight to have her doing that. She nursed with such passion on me. I groaned, savoring the heat of her doing that. The passion. The wonder of it.

She nursed on me with all the passion that I had. It was an incredible delight to have her nursing on me with everything that she had while her mother watched on. Melial looked so proud of her daughter as I groaned my pleasure.

“That’s so good,” I groaned. “Gods damn, your daughter is a natural. I bet you suck cock so well.”

“My sapphire, let mother suck his dick now,” Melial cooed. “Lord Kurtis wants my mouth caressing his dick, too.”

The girl slid her lips off with a wet plop, panting. Her eyes were so wide with her burgeoning lusts. Her mother engulfed my cock. She had a warm mouth, her tongue skillful as she caressed me. She suckled hard, the pleasure shooting down to my nuts.

I groaned at the feel of the married woman’s mouth sucking me. She nursed on me with such passion, swelling me towards that orgasm with such skill. It was a treat having her do that to me. A true bliss to have her suckling on me like that.

“Yes, Melial,” I groaned, enjoying the woman’s passion.

She had such a wonderful mouth. I rose towards my orgasm faster and faster as she suckled on me. She nursed with such hunger on me. I loved every moment of her bobbing her head and working her lips up and down my dick.

Her daughter watched on, Ranni’s eyes so wide with awe. She licked her lips as her mother worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with hunger. She drove me towards that moment of eruption.

“Gods damn, that’s it, madam,” I groaned. “Oh, you are doing such a service for your husband’s shop. Yes, yes, keeping me so entertained.”

She winked at me as she slid her mouth up my cock. “Mmm, and whose mouth would you like to finish in?”

“I want to cum on your faces,” I growled.

“A man of taste,” she purred. “Mmm, stroke his cock hard and fast and lick at the tip. Then beg him to cum on our faces, my little sapphire.”

“Yes, Mother,” the daughter purred.

She stroked my cock as she and her mother licked at the crown of my cock. They caressed the spongy tip, gathering up the precum and sending such pleasure racing down to my full balls. The need to cum guilt and built.

“Please, cum on our faces, Lord Kurtis,” the mother purred, her mature face rubbing on her daughter’s youthful cheek.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, so ready for that bliss. “Just keep stroking me. Shit!”

Ranni did. She fisted up and down me as she and her mother licked at my dick. The girl stared at me, her pink tongue sliding over my crown. It was so hot to have them both doing that to me. The pressure grew.

“Please, cum on my mother’s face. On my face!” Ranni quivered. “Please, Lord Kurtis! Jizz on us!”

“Yes!” I growled and erupted.

I spurted blast after blast of cum that showered over mother and daughter’s faces. I hosed them down. It was an amazing delight to coat them in my spunk. I savored my jizz spurting out of my cock and splashing over their faces. I painted them in my spunk.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, the pleasure racing through me. Ecstasy slammed through my body.

They opened their mouths, catching my spunk. I loved the sight of them being painted in my cum. It was a wild thrill to coat them in my jizz. Mother and daughter both dripped with my spunk as I erupted a final time.

“Gods damn, yes,” I groaned as they turned and kissed.

They shared my cum as I grinned. I could feel their burning pussies as my need to breed them grew in me. I sat up as their lips worked together. Their tongues danced together as they worked their lips together. It was just a delight to watch them doing that.

“Now,” I groaned. “I want to fuck you, Melial. I want to ram my cock into your married pussy and spill my seed in you while you finally do what you’ve secretly craved to do: eat out your daughter.”

Melial broke the kiss with her daughter and moaned, “Yes, Lord Kurtis!”

I smiled in delight as they moved. I rolled out of the way as Melial pushed her daughter down onto her back. Ranni quivered there, cum running down her face. Melial parted her daughter’s thighs, exposing that black bush soaked in juices.

The naughty mother, the lusts I had sparked in her flaring, buried her face into her daughter’s virgin pussy. she devoured her little sapphire as I moved behind the mother, so eager to bury my dick into her. I pushed my cock into her thick bush.

And thrust.

I buried into the mother’s hot pussy. She groaned into her daughter’s snatch, licking and lapping at Ranni. I savored the married woman’s hot twat around me. She held me tight with her delicious snatch. My dick throbbed in her cunt, loving the heat.

“Las’s big dick,” I breathed.

“Mmm, Pater’s big cock,” Melial moaned into her daughter’s snatch. She squeezed her twat around me. “Ooh, that’s such a big dick. You’re stretching out my cunt.”

“Good,” I groaned, my hands stroking her sides.

I drew black my cock, loving how she gripped me. Her pussy massaged my cock as she moaned into her daughter’s cunt. Ranni squirmed there, her little titties quivering as she enjoyed getting her virgin twat eaten by her mother.

The girl licked her lips, gathering up the cum on them. She quivered in delight, pleasure rippling through her body from her mother’s naughty licking. Melial knew how to take care of her daughter’s cunt. That was a hot thing to witness.

To enjoy while fucking her pussy.

I pumped away at her cunt, burying into her snatch over and over again. I loved the way she gripped me. She held me tight with that hot snatch. She gripped me with her silky flesh. The pressure in my nuts grew and grew.

I fucked into her with passion. I buried into her cunt with such delight. I pounded her over and over again. I fucked into her with passion. It was an incredible delight to have her cunt gripping me. She squeezed her twat around my cock. She held me tight as I fucked into her pussy over and over again.

I buried into her twat with hard strokes. I plowed into her with passion, reveling in the heat of her pussy. It was an incredible delight to feel her snatch wrapped around my cock. She moaned into her daughter’s pussy, licking and lapping at that young cunt.

“Yes,” I growled, pounding her. “Just lick your daughter’s cunt. Feast on her!”

“She’s so delicious, Lord Kurtis,” she moaned. “Oh, she’s yummy!”

I love it,” whimpered Ranni. “Mother, you’re making me feel so good.”

“Yes, she is,” I groaned, thrusting away at the mother’s pussy. “Just cum on her. Explode and drown your mother in your pussy cream!”

“Yes, Lord Kurtis!” the cutie gasped.

I grinned, slamming my cock hard into Melial’s pussy. I churned her up with my hard strokes. I fucked her with force, loving how she squeezed about me. She massaged me with that hot snatch. I loved it so much.

My nuts swelled with the pressure as they slapped into her taint. I loved the feel of her pussy gripping me. Massaging me. She squeezed down hard on me. I gripped her hips as she devoured her daughter with passion.

“Mother!” she gasped.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you’re so yummy!” Melial groaned, her hot cunt clamping down hard on my dick.

“Oh, Mommy! Mommy!” the girl whimpered, her head tossing as I fucked her mother with hard strokes.

“That’s it,” I groaned, feeling both women’s orgasms building and building. I plowed into Mariel’s fertile depths.

Her husband had failed to breed her again.

I thrust hard into her pussy, her butt-cheeks rippling from the impact. She squeezed her cunt down on my cock as I plowed to the hilt in her snatch. I felt that pressure building and building. This was it. I would just explode in her.

Mother and daughter quivered, so ready to cum, too. Melial licked at her daughter’s clit, surging pleasure through the girl. She trembled there, her face twisting with delight as she quivered, so ready to cum. I loved this so much.

“Gods damn,” I growled. “You two are so ready to burst!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Melial moaned into her daughter’s cunt.

“Mother!” the girl whimpered. “Oh, Mother!”

That was it. I could feel they were close. I slammed hard into the mother’s pussy as I gave both their orgasms a nudge to push them over the edge. I loved my powers. I savored playing with women’s passions.

“Mother!” Ranni gasped as I plowed to the hilt in her mother’s pussy. Ranni bucked on the bed, her orgasm sweeping through her. The virgin squealed as she came on Melial’s face.

“Oh, my little sapphire,” the mother moaned, her cunt squeezing down on me. I drew back as her orgasm burst through her. “Pater’s big dick!”

Her pussy convulsed around my cock, hungry for my seed. I groaned as I drew back through her rippling depths. I plowed back into her and erupted. I fired my spunk into her snatch. I flooded her with my jizz, reveling in breeding the married woman.

Her hungry cunt suckled at my dick, milking out all the jizz in had. Her daughter quivered on the bed, drowning Melial. It was an incredible rush. I spurted again and again into the wife’s hot snatch. She writhed around me as I emptied my cum into her.

“Yes!” I groaned as I ripped my dick out of her pussy. “That’s so good. Now, sit on your daughter’s face so she can drink my cum out of your pussy while I pop her cherry!”

“Yes, Lord Kurtis!” the mother moaned and crawled up her daughter’s body.

The busty wife spun around and planted her sloppy, furred muff on Ranni’s face. The daughter licked my cum out of her mother’s pussy with hunger, her lusts surging through her. Melial grabbed my dick and guided me to her daughter’s cunt.

Gripping my cock soaked in her pussy juices, Melial pressed me through her daughter’s bush and rubbed me against virgin flesh. I groaned at the feel of that quivering quim. I pushed my cock forward and felt her hymen.

I thrust.

Ranni’s hymen stretched. She whimpered into her mother’s pussy, my cum pouring out of that hot snatch. The girl trembled, her little titties quivering. Her maidenhead tore. I buried into her once-virgin pussy and made her into a woman.

“Lord Kurtis!” she squealed.

I sank to the hilt in her pussy as her mother trembled on her twat. Melial threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. Her lips, soaked in her daughter’s tart cream, melted on mine. I kissed her as I bottomed out in her daughter’s deflowered cunt.

I drew back, my hands squeezing the mother’s large boobs. I kneaded them as I pumped away at her daughter’s cunt. I fucked that pussy hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her snatch. I pounded that young twat with such force.

Her pussy gripped me. She held me tight, massaging me with that wonderful snatch as I kissed her mother. The girl moaned into Melial’s pussy, licking that incestuous twat and drinking my cum out of her mother.

I loved it.

I thrust away hard and fast at the daughter’s cunt. I fucked her with passion, burying to the hilt in her snatch with fast strokes. It was an amazing thing to feel her doing that. I loved how she squeezed down on me, her deflowered flesh swelling the ache in my balls.

My nuts slapped into the girl’s taint as she whimpered into her mother’s cunt. She moaned out her pleasure as I fucked her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her, the pressure at the tip of my dick building and building.

Just like the mother’s and the daughter’s orgasms.

Melial squirmed on her daughter’s face, moaning into my lips as she came closer and closer to drowning Ranni. The girl’s pussy gripped me, drinking in the friction as I fucked her hard. She quivered, her fertile depths aching to be bred.

“Lord Kurtis,” she moaned into her mother’s pussy.

Melial broke the kiss to gasp out, “Yes, yes, my little sapphire. Lick all of Lord Kurtis’s cum out of me. Ooh, you are going to make me cum!”

“Yes, Mother!” the girl said with such joy.

“Oh, make my daughter explode, Lord Kurtis,” she moaned. “And flood her with all your jizz!”

I grinned at her and rammed my cock to the hilt in her pussy. I fucked her twat again and again, the pressure mounting. The girl’s cunt squeezed down on me. We were all hurtling towards our orgasms. My nuts were so tight as I buried in her snatch.

Melial gasped, her face twisting in delight. She arched her back, her boobs jiggling in my hands. I squeezed them, loving the feel of their heft. I groped her as I buried my cock to the hilt in her snatch. The mother trembled.

“Yes!” she gasped. “Slata’s slutty cunt! Yes!”

She bucked on her daughter’s face, drowning her in pussy juices. Ranni squeezed her cunt down on my cock as I buried into her. Her orgasm exploded in her. I felt it detonate as her cunt writhed around my dick, suckling at me.

“Cum in me!” she squealed. “Breed me!”

“Breed my daughter!” gasped the mother, her body bucking.

I plowed to the hilt in Ranni’s cunt and erupted.

I groaned as I spurted over and over into her snatch. I flooded her fertile pussy with my cum. Mother and daughter would be having their babies at the same time. My babies. I spurted over and over into her snatch. Just loving the feel of her snatch writhing around me.

She suckled on me. She nursed with such passion on my dick. It was an incredible rush to feel her writhing around me. She suckled on me with such passion. I loved it so much. I savored the heat writhing around me. It was an incredible delight.

“Gods damn!” I groaned as her virgin pussy milked my balls dry. I swayed there, so thrilled to have bred mother and daughter. It was the perfect way to pass a day of shopping. Lasla would have found me the perfect jewels.

Maybe I should check in on them?

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Azuliana

I slipped out the side door. I had to find a wizard. There must be one of the Collegiate Tower’s finest here. Surely a wizard could come up with some arcane means to remove these infernal manacles from my wrist.

I had not been in Grahata in a thousand years. In some ways, it had not changed much. Still dour. Still made of those ugly, gray stones. But it was larger. It had sprawled beyond the original city. It swelled with foreigners who had come across the Nimborgoth to trade here.

I marched naked through the streets, unconcerned about who saw me. My golden collar sparkled around my neck and chastity belt around my waist and over my clit. The manacles clinked as the citizens glanced at me in shock. My big breasts bounced and swayed, flesh rippling together.

I leveled such looks of fury at them, they melted out of my way.

I was Azuliana. Dragon. Fire given flesh, born of the vessel of water. I was unique among the dragons. The last true one to survive. The last that would ever live. I could raze this pathetic city to rubble if I wasn’t wearing these damned manacles.

I headed to the part of town I remembered the practitioners of the arcane like to congregate. Many things changed, but not this. As I suspected, the tower still stood. Wizards liked their tower. I did not know why.

I knocked on the door. The simulacrum who answered it had that inhuman look to her eyes. She was a thing made to provide a font of pussy juices for the wizard. Which meant he was a powerful one to have a simulacrum.

He must wear the black of a master.

“I have a great need to speak with your wizard,” I said. “I have been cursed with these manacles, and I must find a way to remove them.”

“Enter and I will see if he shall speak with you, noble lady,” she said, bowing low.

I nodded as she opened the door wider and stepped aside.

I entered the first floor of the tower, a stair spiraling up the outside. A hearth was built in the opposite wall, a fire crackling. Several comfortable chairs faced it with a marble table before it, a vase holding purple roses in the middle.

She hurried up the stairs., so I took a seat, hoping I didn’t have long to wait. I had not asked permission, but sometimes a mother had to act on her own. I crossed my legs, my blue hair spilling out around my shoulders. I tapped my finger on my arm.

The simulacrum descended followed by a man in black robes. He had the red skin of a Thlinese, his head shaved making it harder to judge his age. He kept his hands folded in his robes as he stared at me then at the manacles.

“Your garb is… unusual, madam,” he said.

“I’m Lord Kurtis’s slave,” I said. “He bound me with collar and chastity belt, but not these manacles. An enemy of his tried to capture me.” She held them up. “Do you recognize them?”

“Should I?” he asked as he moved closer. Then he frowned. “That marking… Two closed eyes. The Blind Goddess? Are these the Bracers of Justice?”

“Unfortunately,” I said. “Is there a way for you to open them with your magic?”

He sat down in the other chair and leaned back. He rested his elbows on the chair and pressed his fingertips together. He tapped them, a concerned look spreading on his face. Then he closed his eyes. I didn’t feel it, but I knew he was reaching out with his magical senses. With tendrils of the five elements of Fire, Earth, Air, Water, and Life.

I tried not to even breathe as he concluded his magical examination. Then he shook his head. “I’m afraid that I cannot affect them. They are bound tight with the power of Justice and crated with the skill of Krab. Only the key could affect them. They were made to hold Cernere, though they never were tested on the Goddess of Crime. You would need a thief of unsurpassing skill.”

“Like who?” I asked. “Minx? Illina?”

The clockwork thief did break into the Black Vault, Cernere’s own treasury.” The mage leaned back. “If she still lived, and she should as a clockwork, she might be able to do it.”

“Thank you for your time,” I said, bowing.

“I’m sorry I could not help you, madam,” he said. “I would find who possesses the key and ask him to remove it.”

“Her,” I growled. “And if I get my hands on her…” Anger roiled through me. I rose. “Thank you for your time.”

I marched out, the simulacrum scurrying to keep up. She opened the door just in time. I marched out onto the streets and stared down at the manacles. How could I defend my son and daughters when I was limited to a human’s frail form.

I could change my shape, but the manacles would resize if I shrank my wrists and they would never expand. I was limited with wrists as skinny as this. I… was limited with skinny wrists. I frowned and headed into an alley.

Out of sight, I leaned against the wall and considered the forms I could assume. Any humanoid form, but what would be the strongest? The most powerful I could assume with the largest build. A race with muscular females.

Like Tharaka the orc.

I closed my eyes and shifted forms, keeping the orc with the same wrists as a human, but taller, stronger. Bigger muscles in my arms. My legs. I grew thicker, the collar choking my neck. The chastity belt squeezed my waist, limiting me.

But the wrists… I could keep the wrists slender and make a muscular body.

I went back to my human form before I choked myself. At least I could surprise his enemies with a surge of strength. It wasn’t my full majesty, but it was something. I leaned against the wall, a weight falling off my shoulders.

I could still do something to protect my children.

I hurried back to the gem merchant’s shop.

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Lasla

My teeth ground together.

“No, no, that won’t look as good as this,” Beliala said, discarding the necklace I had picked up. “You want the sapphires to really make those blue eyes of yours shine, not the emeralds. Look at that.”

She held up the silver necklace.

“But emeralds are more ornate,” I objected.

“And these will make you look more beautiful,” the demon said. “We’ll take these, good merchant.”

My hands balled into fists.

“And look at these bracers,” said Beliala. “They are perfect for our Lord. Yes, yes, these are just what we need.”

“Bracers?” I asked.

“Yes, very martial but very wealthy,” the demon said. “We’ll take these!”

It was so infuriating because she was right. But she just talked over me. She had taken charge, and that made my blood boil. I wanted to yell at her now, but we were before the gem merchant. Showing discord between us would just embarrass my brother.

He emerged with a big smile on his lips as we were finishing up, his robes tied loose. He had a great time. Oh, yes. He was just fucking the merchant’s wife and daughter while I was dealing with that infuriating demon.

“And these are the last thing,” said Beliala. “Just what Diane needs. A nice belly chain with mother of pearl in silver.”

“Oh, good,” my brother said. “We’re all finished.”

I opened my mouth to speak but that demon bitch said, “Yes, Lord Kurtis. I sent the twins to a cloth shop. They should have robes just to your specifications. The incubus knows how to dress, and the succubus knows your size. You’ll look regal in them.”

“Good, good,” Kurtis said. “Then let’s pay and get back to the ship.

Yes, back to the ship. Then I would have a little chat with Beliala about where her place in the harem lay. I looked forward to it. My brother shot me a look. He no doubt felt the fury pouring off me. He arched an eyebrow.

I grinned at him, full of eager lust to whip the demon.

Beliala barked orders. Mother, who had done nothing to help the shopping, snapped to attention. She had been lounging against the wall, her eyes distant. The procession was remade the way that Beliala wanted, and we returned to the Treasure Box. The twins had the new clothes, the jewels in a chest lined in felt that Beliala insisted on carrying.

We climbed onto the deck. I drew in a deep breath as I turned and watched Mother Azuliana, the twins, and the demon herself come on board. She thrust the box at Foran, saying, “Take these to the main cabin, boy.”

“Yes, Beliala,” the young man said and hurried off.

I put my hands on my hips and shouted, “Beliala, on your knees, now!”

Beliala turned to face me, her leathery wings spreading wide. The demon arched an eyebrow at me, her large breasts swaying. Amusement played in her red eyes. “Yes?”

“On your knees, demon!” I said, putting all the command I could into my voice.

“Did I do something wrong, Mistress?” she said, putting hardly any emphasis on my title like it was of no matter. “Did I not serve my Lord well and ensure he and his retinue will be properly stunning when we arrive in Kyizziania?”

“You have not served him well at all.” I fixed hard eyes on her. “You have forgotten that I am the Mistress of his harem, not you. I give the orders. I make the decisions. You overstepped your bounds.”

“I did?” she asked with such feigned innocence. Her eyes danced with mockery. “I merely stepped in to make sure that things were run properly. Did you have an issue with my decisions? Would you have made different ones?”

I smiled at her, just as cold as hers. “Do you think you can undermine me with my brother?”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

My brother took a step forward. I waved my hand, telling him to back off. “Kneel, Beliala.”

“My Lord has not told me to,” she said.

“Kneel,” I repeated, my anger swelling.

“Why?” she asked.

“Solja, make her kneel,” I ordered, pointing at her.

The troll advanced. Beliala thrust out her hand and summoned her whip. The embodiment of pain and torment. She glanced at Kurtis. But he just stood there by Pyrriah and Mother Azuliana, watching. The demon smiled.

“KNEEL!” I roared. “OR YOU WILL BE KNELT!”

To be continued…

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