Chapter 37: Ch. 37. The Downfall of Haylyke and Amagon
Haylyke stood before him trembling, looking at the ground as this man before her had power; power, that was more powerful than all she herself had seen!
Grabbing her chin and inspecting her, his smile faded as he then let go of her, making herself puzzled. Why did he not do anything to her? She felt that herself was very beautiful as she had for ages washed in demon blood and crushed bone powder that both were said to give her a very youthful appearance, but he had no interest in her?
"Take off all that you wear." A sentence that filled her body with shame as there stood others in the room. But alas, she obeyed, slowly taking off the robes that covered her reddened, glorious body as she still stood trembling before all. She then took off her dress next, revealing her naked, lustful body for all to see, shaming herself more.
Amagon still watched in amazement as Haylyke did what Rathlore demanded, never complaining or refusing, forgetting about his own lover, who layed in his own hands bleeding to death, awestruck.
Standing naked before the man, Haylyke's body shook as he felt her own skin and earning a smile, he demanded her to undress him.
Her eyes widened at the request, as she then knelt herself and unclothed him, taking his belt off and reavealing a... massive dick that she could not compare to Amagon or Olcyillicus, her husband that she had killed! Although she had sex with Olcyillicus, and Amagon's, their sizes were small compared to Rathlore's. She shivered as she closed her own eyes, but then opened them wide as Rathlore grabbed her head and put her mouth that she had opened with his sudden movement, onto his dick, making her give him her first blowjob that she had ever done!
Losing himself to the pleasure of her long tongue that wrapped itself and played with his rod, he then looked toward Amagon who stood gaping at the sight of Haylyke. With a wave of his hand, Amagon's own legs and arms began to break, his own cultivation began to fade into nothingness. Shock filled him as chains appeared on his leg that were now broken and his arms, as his own lover's wound was healed as she stood above him as she fearfully looked at Rathlore, ignoring Amagon.
"You shall drag his body...to Dyleasise, Draycus Arcoin's land." He declared as his blue eyes brightened, as he then looked towards Amagon whose face was white from the pain and anger that grew even more after Rathlore's next words.
"As you, Amagon, the... weakest of all four kings shall when you arrive in front of Draycus, shall tell him to come with his family to your old "house" and that it concerns of an old matter of a person called James Arcoin."
Snapping his fingers, Amagon and his lover appeared in front of the gates of his own house that he had called his, as he was dragged throughout his own city for his own people to see.
His body naked along with his own lover's, the stones dragged into his flesh as they made their way to Dyleasise, his people began to look in surprise as their own king lay naked with no cultivation dragged by a mere woman, a servant of his own house!
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