Chương 312: The Last Manazon (Queen's Blade)
A/N: The Last Manazon was a commissioned one shot originally written back in May of 2021. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!
Themes: Master/Slave, Threesome, Mind Break
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"Haaah, it sure is nice to be out of that heat, Lady Tomoe! Though I do have to wonder… where exactly ARE we?"
Flouncing into the underground chamber first and foremost is a scantily clad buxom beauty. With lavender hair, lavender lips, and icy blue eyes, she would already be a striking figure regardless of the way she dressed. But on top of all of that, she also wears a short, sleeveless tunic that barely does anything to hide her massive tits.
The front and back of said tunic are open, showing off a hefty amount of Shizuka's cleavage and fully exposing her back. If not for the thick red belt tied around her waist, the tunic probably wouldn't even keep her tits in as poorly as it already did. Alongside that, her legs are almost entirely bare as well, the tunic not doing anything to cover them up, exposing most of her long pale limbs and her gorgeous, toned thighs.
Finally, completing the ensemble of a scarlet woman, she has a brown headband with a pair of small, curved horns coming off of it, and a dark purple choker around her neck. Without a shadow of a doubt, this woman is not at all afraid of her sexuality, nor is she concerned about how she presents herself to the world at large.
But then, to be fair, this is Shizuka, a former Kouma Ninja, an assassin and mercenary. Except, Shizuka had left that life behind her. While she'd once been an enemy of the second woman to enter the room, she was now her closest friend and ally, considering it her mission to aid the other in her quest to win the Queen's Blade.
The second woman to enter the chamber was… in most ways, just as beautiful as Shizuka. Certainly, she was just as buxom and curvaceous as the former Kouma Ninja, though you might not be able to tell it at a glance. Where Shizuka was an irreverent former assassin who adored basking in her sexuality, Tomoe, her lady, was a Miko, a priestess, and she dressed like one too.
Despite the fullness of her bust and the width of her hips, Tomoe was clad in the standard clothing of the Miko, wearing loose white and red robes that effectively hid her body and her… delectable assets more often than not. In a way, the clothing of the two women was mirrored in their respective personalities. Where Shizuka was irreverent and boisterous, Tomoe was a very calm and soft-spoken woman.
Looking around the chamber, taking it in right alongside Shizuka as the other plants her hands on her hips and swings this way and that, Tomoe just smiles faintly.
"I know not where we are, Shizuka. But at least it should keep us safe from that storm we saw on the horizon, until eventually it passes."
The two warrior women had been traveling through the desert when they'd been forced to seek shelter. After hours spent in the sweltering sun, both of them are sweaty and decidedly hot. As such, when they noticed the sandstorm approaching from the west, they had shared a small conversation about what to do. In the end, it was decided that they couldn't outrun it, not to mention outrunning it would have put them off their course and left them potentially lost in the desert.
Instead, they'd stumbled across a strange structure of sorts, like an ancient temple or tomb that had been buried and unburied by the ever-shifting sands a countless number of times. It was there that they were now, having retreated down the stairs into the temple's depths in order to avoid being overtaken and consumed by the sandstorm bearing down on their positions.
Inclining her head at Tomoe's words, Shizuka prances forward, her Kodachi held in one hand, just in case. In spite of her slutty, lustful appearance, Shizuka was actually quite the capable warrior, a ninja of no small amount of skill who was quite experienced with everything from kunai to her kusari-gama. Likewise, Tomoe was also quite capable with her sword, being known far and wide as the 'Warrior Priestess'.
Perhaps that was why the two women advanced with little caution. They were not completely unaware of their surroundings, but at the same time, there was an arrogance to Shizuka, and a quiet confidence to Tomoe. If they had known where they actually were, and what this place housed, they probably would have taken their chances with the sandstorm up above…
As it is, they know nothing and after a moment, Shizuka lets out a low gasp as she prances over to the large slab of stone in the center of the chamber. Dominating the middle of the chamber, the huge rectangle looked like some sort of ancient ritual altar at first, so big was it. But Shizuka runs a finger along the edge of it and hums.
"Lady Tomoe! I think… I think this is a sarcophagus!"
Approaching as well, the priestess cocks her head to the side in confusion.
"Ah, truly? It's quite large for one, is it not?"
And indeed, it was. Bigger than any one human would need, it was easily three times as wide as your average tomb, and twice as tall. Still, Shizuka steps aside and shows Tomoe what she's found… a seam in the stone, revealing that rather than one large slab, the whole thing has a lid to it.
"Hm, Lady Tomoe is right of course. Perhaps it's a sarcophagus meant for a whole family?"
Eyeing the tomb with a newfound fascination, Tomoe inclines her head in quiet agreement. She's about to tell Shizuka to leave it alone and to respect the dead, when the other woman suddenly lets out a yelp and pulls her finger back, having accidentally cut herself on some sharp piece of stone attached to the sarcophagus.
By that point it's much too late. The damage is already done, Shizuka's blood, a mere droplet yet more than enough, has been spilled and is quickly absorbed by the huge stone tomb. And with that, it begins to glow.
Immediately, Shizuka interposes herself between it and Tomoe, her Kodachi held up as her icy blue eyes narrow in anticipation. Tomoe draws her own blade as well, the quiet sh-shing of her sword leaving its sheath behind Shizuka. Meanwhile, both women watch, voluptuous bodies thrumming with trepidation, as the lid of the massive sarcophagus glows brighter and brighter until it ultimately fades away… revealing what, or rather who lies inside.
Far from being an entire family like Shizuka had postulated, there is but one man within the tomb. One hulking, monstrous man. He's like a giant, easily a foot taller than both Shizuka and Tomoe, and with a broad set of shoulders, a broad chiseled chest, and a powerfully built body all around, the giant is the epitome of masculine domination and power.
Shizuka and Tomoe… can't take their eyes off of him. Of course, they shouldn't either, because they don't know if he's an enemy or not… but in truth, that is not why the two women are so transfixed, so entranced.
And then, this hulking man begins to move, and they realize he's waking up. There were no signs of decay to begin with, but only now as his golden eyes open and he sits up in the sarcophagus does it become clear that he wasn't just remarkably well-preserved… he was alive, all this time, slumbering until someone woke him up.
Placing a massive hand against his head, the epitome of masculine perfection groans as he swings a fist and easily knocks out the wall of one side of his… sleep chamber, allowing him to swing his massive trunk-like legs over the edge and sit upon it. Naked as he is, neither Shizuka nor Tomoe can help but glance down and stare at the massive male specimen dangling between his legs.
Far from arousal however, both are scared senseless by what they see… without a doubt, such a meaty member would split them open. Not even Shizuka is convinced of her ability to handle such a… such an impressive thing.
"Servant. Get me some water and tell me how long it's been."
Given she's in front of Tomoe, mostly shielding the Miko from view, it's obvious that the man is talking to Shizuka. The kunoichi stiffens as his deep, masculine voice washes over her. It's odd, because her first instinct is to obey him to the best of her ability. She's halfway to uncapping her waterskin and passing it over before she even knows it. She's unable to pull back, before he's snatched it out of her hand and is drinking deeply.
Scowling at her brief loss of control, Shizuka's grip on her Kodachi tightens as she plasters a false smile across her face to try and regain some of her composure.
"Sorry, but I only serve Lady Tomoe. As for how long it's been… we have no idea."
"Shizuka, do be polite…"
Lady Tomoe's quiet voice sounds out behind her, sounding almost strained. Shizuka rolls her eyes at the impromptu lecture and plants her hands on her hips for a moment.
"What? I let him have my waterskin, didn't I? And look, he drank all of it the big lout!"
As they've spoken, the man has indeed finished off Shizuka's waterskin. Looking around the chamber, and then to them, his golden eyes narrow slightly as he takes in his surroundings and very rapidly comes to the right conclusions.
"That long then, hm? To think, a whore and a priestess would be the ones to wake me up. I suppose… you'll both do."
He stands up then, and the reason for the chamber having such high ceilings becomes obvious even as he towers over them both. Shizuka's eyes narrow and she raises her Kodachi as she steps forward to be equidistant between the hulking monster of a man and her lady.
"We'll do, will we? Listen friend, you should be more careful with your-urk!"
In the midst of her threatening warning, Shizuka is cut off… by his fist in his gut. Her eyes widen in disbelief as she looks down to see his massive arm filling her vision, his closed fist lifting her off the ground rather easily as he buries it in her stomach. It wasn't fair, she hadn't even seen him move!
"Gahack!"
Luckily, no blood comes out of her lips, but air and spittle fly freely as she's both lifted off the ground and then dropped back down in the same second. Meanwhile, behind her, Tomoe reacts as expected.
"Shizuka!"
Dancing forward, the Warrior Priestess brings her blade to bear against their opponent… only for him to stop her sword with one outstretched palm. Rather than easily cutting through skin and muscle and only stopping when it came to bone, the sword cannot even scratch the man's skin. Chuckling darkly, the massive man rolls his shoulders.
"Good. I like a little bit of defiance."
Then, he rips Tomoe's blade out of the priestess' grip right then and there, breaking it in two and tossing the two pieces to either side of himself. Eyes wide, Tomoe stumbles back… just as Shizuka rises between them once more.
"W-Wait! Please!"
If there's one thing that the former assassin understands, it's strength. Right now, Shizuka recognizes the truth of this situation… she and Tomoe are horrifically outclassed by this monster of a man. Unfortunately, they cannot flee either. The sandstorm will be raging overhead by now, making an attempt at retreat a death sentence at this point. The only chance they have… is surrender.
The kunoichi ignores the wetness betwixt her pale thighs as she kneels before the massive beast of a man, looking up at him with fright in her eyes.
"Please… just take me. Leave Lady Tomoe out of this."
"Shizuka, n-no!"
And yet, despite Tomoe's cry of disbelief, Shizuka can hear the fear… and the hints of arousal in her Lady's voice as well. Hoping to spare both of their lives, as well as spare her lady anything too… strenuous, Shizuka reaches up and carelessly tears open her tunic, letting her massive milk jugs bounce free before the eyes of this mysterious demigod she'd so foolishly awoken.
His golden eyes slide down to her tits from her face and the faintest hints of a smirk appear on his lips as his cock, languid between his thighs, begins to rise.
"How quickly the defiance fades…"
"P-Please. Make use of my body. I am nothing more than a tool for my lady. Do with me what you will, and s-spare Lady Tomoe."
Rather than respond with words, the hulking man steps forward and places one of his truly massive hands atop Shizuka's head. His fingers come in contact with the little demonic horns of her headband and break them right off as he easily encapsulates her entire skull in the one-handed grip. Pulling her forward across the floor the rest of the way to him, Shizuka finds herself staring at his massive meat cannon, even as it rises right before her eyes.
Swallowing thickly, as aroused as she is terrified at this point, the lavender-haired beauty rises up to her full kneeling heights… and does her best to wrap her tits around his length, flushing and panting a bit as she does so. Spitting down into her own cleavage, she titfucks herself up and down his massive meaty shaft, biting her lower lip in concentration.
She just… she just has to please this man. She has to do everything in her power to get her and Tomoe back on his good side, or else she's afraid of what he might do to them. She doesn't have any broken ribs or punctured lungs; else she would be in a lot more pain right now… but Shizuka was enough of a warrior to understand that was by design. Even as he'd forced her up into the air with one swing of his fist, he'd held back his true power to refrain from damaging her irrevocably. Because he wanted to fuck her. Because she was the whore and Tomoe was the priestess.
Setting aside any bitterness she might be feeling about such a label, Shizuka leans forward and lets her tongue loll out of her mouth, beginning to swirl it around the glans of the man's cock.
"Good. Use your mouth more. Pleasure me. Worship me. Adore me."
His voice, deep and husky, has this almost irresistible hypnotic quality to it. As she looks up into his golden eyes, lapping at his cockhead and shifting her prodigious tits up and down his gargantuan shaft, Shizuka shivers at what she sees in his gaze.
"W-What… what should we call you?"
Tomoe's voice sounds out, reminding Shizuka of her lady's presence and filling the kunoichi with that much more shame. She's getting more and more into… submitting to this man, and Tomoe is watching all of it. A horrifying but also incredibly arousing proposition to be sure.
"I was once known as Ahn-Ket. But you both shall call me Master."
He's certainly confident… and yet, Shizuka isn't sure that that confidence is misplaced. Still, even as she swirls her tongue around his glans and finally takes just the tip of his massive member into her mouth, Shizuka's mind is focused solely on keeping her and Tomoe alive so they can eventually escape. With enough time, the sandstorm will pass and they'll both be able to get away. They just… they just have to endure until then.
Of course, that's easier said then done. If Shizuka is going to protect Tomoe from this man, this 'Ahn-Ket', then she's probably going to get fucked. And even as she does her level best to handle his cock with her tits and mouth, the beautiful, buxom, hourglass figured kunoichi is balking at the idea of handling it with her cunt. She's no stranger to sex, no stranger to seduction… but she's deathly afraid that he'll split her in half with that cock of his.
Which is why when he suddenly pulls her up by her head, lifting her from her kneeling position, Shizuka yelps and squirms, struggling belatedly in his grasp. But it's no use. He uses his other hand to tear the rest of her skimpy clothing from her body, exposing her naked flesh to his eyes. Pushing her down against the side of the sarcophagus that once held him, he forces her legs apart, lifting one into the air in a move that takes full advantage of Shizuka's incredible flexibility.
"W-Wait! I'm not… I'm n-not sure it'll fit!"
The lavender-haired woman blushes at her own trepidation and fear, feeling incredibly embarrassed to have her pride and her dignity stripped from her so aggressively. She's usually so confident in her own strength, but here she's become completely overwhelmed. Here she is no warrior, but merely a woman before Ahn-Ket's might.
The hulking monster of a man pauses for a moment and then snorts derisively.
"It will fit."
Then, he slams home into her before Shizuka can say another word. The lavender-haired ninja's eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open, but no noise comes out at first, a silent scream as he fills her with the first half of his titanic cock. He grunts at the feeling of her hot wetness, nodding his pleasure as he begins to fuck her, pounding into her like… like a ragdoll, like a toy.
"Good. You should always be wet for me. You're off to a decent start, slave. Perhaps if you impress me, I shall even take you as a wife, rather than a mere concubine."
Shizuka isn't even capable of enough coherent thought to properly process that at this point. Her icy blue eyes, more than capable of stopping most men in their tracks when she delivers a death glare in their direction, are completely rolled up in the kunoichi's head right now. Her silence finally ends, but only to make way for guttural moaning and gurgling to leave her throat. Her tits bounce and jiggle freely as he fucks her, every thrust into her clenching, tightening quim causing her entire body to jar and jolt like a puppet with its strings cut.
Deep down, Shizuka was still fighting. While outwardly it might not look it, inwardly she was attempting to hold onto all that she was, attempting to maintain some semblance of sanity in the face of such madness. Her love for Lady Tomoe, her devotion to the Miko, it was all Shizuka had left to her… until, in the midst of this powerful plowing that she was receiving, she managed to catch a glimpse of Lady Tomoe out of the corner of her eye.
The Warrior Priestess is not… touching herself or anything so crass as that. She hasn't collapsed to her knees and started playing with her pussy or tits at the display of incredibly masculine aggression being leveled against her fellow woman. Shizuka isn't sure she could say the same if she and Tomoe were in opposite positions. If they traded places, Shizuka… Shizuka might have been masturbating at this point, as horrifying as that is to realize.
But while Tomoe has not fallen so low yet… Shizuka can see it in her mistress' eyes, can see it in the other woman's face and body posture. Tomoe is curled in on herself, her flushed face making it obvious that she WANTS to be touching herself, even as her impressive willpower keeps her from doing so. More than that, her legs are shaking beneath her robes, quaking with the desire to collapse to her knees in complete submission before Ahn-Ket.
In that moment, Shizuka realizes that there's no escaping it. They will both break upon this monster of a man's cock. They will both submit to him. It's only a matter of time. That realization shatters what little willpower Shizuka had left, it destroys the inner bastion of sanity she was trying to cultivate even amidst the incessant pounding against her womb.
With an anguished but also ecstatic cry, Shizuka breaks, her eyes rolling back in her skull, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, and her face morphing into one of full enjoyment of just how easily she's being fucked into a stupor by her new Master's cock. In that moment, Ahn-Ket grunts and begins to fill her with his seed, creampieing her just as she realizes that this is going to be her new life. Needless to say, Shizuka welcomes the load of hot, white seed deep within her with open arms, reaching up to embrace her new Master in joyful relief that she no longer has to fight, that she can simply… give in and become his slave, his concubine… and if she's very lucky, one of his wives.
Of course, even as Shizuka reaches nirvana and the bliss of knowing there's no escaping this, Ahn-Ket is pulling out of her limp body and letting her drop to the ground entirely, his seed slowly seeping out of her gaping cunt. Leaving her where she falls, he turns to regard Tomoe next, the Miko trembling as she stands there, weaponless and alone.
"Priestess… I presume that your chastity is of value to you, much like it was in my time?"
Shuddering, quivering in both fear and… and arousal, Tomoe swallows thickly.
"I-I am a shrine maiden. My maidenhood is p-protected from men s-such as you. You will f-find no purchase in my soul, Ahn-Ket."
Rather than respond with anger like she's expecting of him, he chuckles darkly as he steps forward.
"You are not the first priestess to say such things to me. You are not the first priestess to join my harem all too willingly in the end either."
Tomoe opens her mouth to reply, but he's already upon her by that point and all that comes out is a startled squeak as she's lifted into the air. Her Miko robes are subsequently torn from her body, shredded and leaving her milky tits on display even as he spins her around, facing her away from him. More importantly, her red skirt and undergarments are ripped away… revealing the magical seal placed across her slit to protect her chastity from rapist monsters like him.
When he reaches for it experimentally, it shocks him and he chuckles, pulling his hand away.
"… No matter."
Held aloft, her legs folded up and his arms wrapped behind her head, trapping her in a full nelson that Tomoe can't escape from, the dark-haired priestess wonders what he intends for her. She doesn't get to wonder long however, as he simply positions his cock a little further back… and proceeds to use the lubricant from fucking Shizuka into a stupor to impale Tomoe's ass upon his massive, slick shaft.
Much like Shizuka, Tomoe's eyes go wide, her mouth drops open, but no sound comes out. The anal intrusion is so sudden, so incredibly sudden, that she chokes as the air is forced from her lungs. It's like receiving a blow to the gut, but instead she's being butt fucked… and Ahn-Ket is not in any way gentle or slow with it either.
"Priestesses like you are always repressed hungering whores, deep down inside. We merely have to draw it out of you, bit by bit… thrust by thrust."
Bouncing her folded body up and down on his cock, Ahn-Ket seems to be intent on making his words into truth. Tomoe, meanwhile, is suddenly forced to contend with a man's massive member up her back door, her ass spreading wide for him and then some. It hurts at first, regardless of the lubrication provided from fucking Shizuka. But the pain fades with time, and Tomoe's toned, athletic body ultimately adapts to his size in spite of her best wishes.
With the lack of pain comes an odd time of discomfort… but that too fades the more that he fucks her, the more that he rams her down onto his cock. Again, and again, he bounces her, giving her the roughest anal pounding she's ever liable to experience. And slowly but surely, Tomoe finds herself moaning in pleasure. Slowly but surely, she finds herself groaning as it starts to… starts to feel good.
"Heh, there it is. You like that, priestess? You like being my first anal slut in this new world?"
Tomoe shakes her head, or at least tries to. She tries to deny it verbally, but he drops her down onto his cock again and again so fast and so repetitively that she can't get any fucking words out. The pleasure… the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her. Unlike Shizuka, Tomoe is not used to sex. She is a stranger to this sort of ecstasy. Unlike Shizuka, it doesn't take long for Tomoe to… to want more. Her pussy is getting wetter and wetter, and she knows that weakens the seal, but she just doesn't care.
"Do you want to feel even better, priestess? All you have to do is give in. All you have to do… is stick it in yourself."
In the end, that's exactly what happens. Eyes rolling around in her skull in mind-bending pleasure, his deep hypnotic voice filling her ears until nothing, but his words and his cock remain within her, Tomoe eventually reaches down and tears the seal protecting her purity away with her own two hands, ripping it off of her gushing wet quim. Then, as he draws his cock out of her well-fucked anus… she grabs hold of it with both hands and guides it up into her cunt herself.
From there, Tomoe's hands fall away, and she succumbs completely as she's bounces up and down on his cock in the full nelson, her face one of complete and utter submission, her gentle and kind demeanor not helping her one bit here as the Miko loses her virginity and is taken and conquered by her new Master. His cock breaks her in, just as it did Shizuka, leaving her overwhelmed and completely drowning in ecstasy and pleasure.
It's better to just surrender… better to just become his woman. The pleasure is too incredible to fight it any longer. All of her previous goals, all of her prior commitments… they simply don't matter to the Miko, not anymore.
Like with Shizuka, he eventually cums inside of Tomoe, filling her womb to the brim with his seed. Then, almost contemptuously, he drops her face first next to his empty sarcophagus, right next to Shizuka, sprawled out as she is against the side of the thing. The two voluptuous and curvaceous women no longer look an ounce like the warriors they once were. Instead, they've been reduced to quivering, trembling, shuddering puddles of feminine flesh, just waiting for their master's next command. Sure enough, it soon arrives.
"Mm. I'm not nearly satisfied yet. But who to enjoy next?"
Despite just getting fucked… Tomoe has become a new woman in a very short amount of time. Pushing herself up off of the side of the sarcophagus, she looks back over her shoulder, her legs splayed apart as she kneels there on the floor of the chamber.
"M-Me! Please, Master, use this worthless priestess some more! Conquer me once again with your massive, majestic phallus!"
Beside her, at the same time, Shizuka moans and splays her legs apart, using her fingers to spread her pussy lips as she gazes upon Ahn-Ket with just as much lust and need in her light blue eyes as Tomoe.
"N-No! Fuck me instead, Master! Use my body, abuse me! Smack me around with that big hard COCK!"
The two women, thick as thieves mere minutes before, but now reduced to competing with one another simply because they were broken by his member. Ahn-Ket smirks and strides forward, having made his choice. Grabbing Tomoe by her hair, he tosses her atop Shizuka's splayed form. The two women yelp and moan as they collide, their massive sensitive knockers smooshing together as they find themselves all but embracing where moments before they'd been trying to one up each other.
Before they can react, Ahn-Ket is kneeling behind Tomoe, gripping her ass cheeks… and thrusting into Shizuka's cunt down below. Both women moan wantonly as they realize what's happening, his massive cock soon finding Tomoe's cunt next, before spearing between the two of them, back and forth as he fucks both at once in a sort of heavenly sandwich of womanly flesh.
"M-Master is so smart! This is the best!"
"Yes! More, Master! Fuck us more!"
Addled by not just his cock but also his musk and his hypnotic voice, the two strong, independent women have been replaced with mewling whores. Where once stood a competitor in the Queen's Blade Tournament as well as her extremely capable ninja servant, now lies two gorgeous concubines, brand new slave wives eager to please their Master and allow him complete and unfettered access to their bodies.
Ahn-Ket gives them both what they want, of course. Spearing his cock in and out of their cunts fast enough that neither woman can honestly say they spend much time without him inside of them, he fucks them each hard and fast. All the while, Tomoe and Shizuka continue to sing his praises, continue to beg for more.
"Master is so big! So thick! So hot!"
"Nnngh, fuck us harder, Master! Don't let up!"
"Put us in our place!"
"Knock us up!"
"BREED US!"
And on and on it goes. They truly have broken upon his cock, and are now nothing more than horny, needy sows desperate for more of his majesty, for more of his cum. When he finally does cum, he makes sure to cover them both in it, spreading his third load all over their bodies after he creampied them both with his first and second loads.
He coats them in his seed… and then stands up, towering over the two twitching, fucked silly women with a smirk on his handsome face.
"As it should be."
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Hours later, deeper inside of the temple, Ahn-Ket sits upon his throne. Far from being a mere tomb, this temple to his greatness was actually a palace buried beneath the sand. Magic had preserved him and the rest of its contents perfectly. As such, as he sits in his throne receiving a blowjob from one of his new slave wives, another comes into the room clad in nothing but her birthday suit.
Walking over to him, the former Warrior Priestess Tomoe smiles brightly at her Master and conqueror, offering him the jug of wine he had her retrieve. Taking it from her hands, he easily holds it in one hand like a cup and brings it to his lips, drinking deep and long from the jug, before smacking his lips and letting out a satisfied breath.
"Good. You may join your sister slave in worship."
"Thank you, Master!"
With that, Tomoe descends to her knees and crawls into place beside Shizuka. Both women kneel between Ahn-Ket's legs and lean in to use their mouths and tongues to service his massive member together. With his slave wives tending to his every need, the hulking man is able to sit back in his throne and think… all the while planning his return to the world.
Much has likely changed, and he still doesn't know for sure how long it has been since he went to sleep. But there is one thing he's absolutely certain of. He was not made for anything less than the top of the pyramid. He was not made to be anything other than a conqueror.
Still, for now he was satisfied. His two new concubines would see to his needs. Ahn-Ket… was content.
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