Chương 118: Harlot Queen of Demons [ 3 ]
When Xara received an invitation from Duke Herod to spectate the gladiator games that were held to celebrate the start of her reign, there was no way she was going to refuse. The new queen was excited all the way to the arena and she even regretted missing the first rounds even as it would not have been that proper for the ruler to honor the preliminaries with her presence.
Out of habit, Xara almost walked into one of the small private observation boxes that were reserved for nobles. But before she even opened the door, the servants that were escorting her quickly reminded her that she was the guest of the master of the arena. So she was directed to the main balcony of the arena.
When the door to the balcony opened, Herod stood up in all of his purple muscular glory. His already erect cock reminded Xara that they were expected to fuck just because they shared the same spectator space. It caused her to feel oddly out of place due to being covered by her purple cloak.
"Welcome, I'm so delighted my gracious ruler found the time to honor my humble arena with her presence," Herod voiced with a slight nod and for a moment Xara was not sure if she was being mocked with politeness or not. She had rarely heard stronger demons than her talk to her with such a tone. Then again, she was now the ruler.
"The honor of this day is all mine, it's only right I come. And I do have some business to conclude with you," Xara said but she immediately regretted mentioning something that would remind the duke of her betting debts.
"Please don't worry about business, come and join me, this match is especially fierce," Herod nodded and presented Xara to the other end of the double-ended red divan. It was big enough to fit two laying demons the size of the duke so there was more than enough room for Xara.
"Don't mind if I do," Xara mused and she sat down to arrange the pillows to make her end of the oversized couch comfier for her. Herod sat down on his end and observed the queen with an almost amused grin as she was barely even showing her thighs from under the cloak. Which was a heavy contrast to the demon that was spreading his legs to present his cock to most of the audience.
Once done with sitting down, Xara focused on the match below. Two red warrior demons were circling each other around stone pillars that were purely there just to add verticality to the arena. Also as something that could be kicked on top of the opponent if the combatants were strong enough to do so.
"The guest of honor, Queen Xara of Vulkar has joined the audience. May the fighters who wish to earn her favor show their best today," the commentator announced with a loud magical boost that echoed across the arena. It elated Xara until she realized that most of the audience of lesser demons were now paying almost as much attention to her as to the match. And her cloak was barely making their stares any less piercing.
The fighters immediately bowed towards the ruler before leaping on the pillars. Then they began bouncing on them almost like animals who lived in trees. If the said animals were trading showy moves in midair. It was an act that neither was able to keep doing for long on their level but it sure looked impressive to the cheering audience.
"I take it you haven't lost your appetite for gambling?" Herod asked. It jolted Xara even as she now had no trouble paying off her measly thousand Blood Ruby debt. After all, she no longer needed her old manor or she could simply appropriate some funds from the ruler's vault.
"I don't think it would be proper for me to gamble, after all, I now share everything with the nation," Xara voiced. But even as she spoke, a wide grin spread to the duke's lips until he erupted into a burst of short laughter.
"Hahaha, you are truly going to be a great ruler," Herod declared. Once again Xara was not sure if she was being insulted or praised.
"But how about this, I bet rubies, you bet deeds," Herod offered after he wiped the grin from his demonic face.
"You wish me to permit something?" Xara asked.
"I was thinking you sitting on my cock as the bet number one... but I could use a permit to raid for new gladiators since I no longer have an inherent right to it," Herod replied. It made Xara wonder for a moment why he had not demanded her to pledge the Right to Raid in the first place. But then she realized that if she gave the permit just for him, his competitors would need to find other ways to gain otherworldly fighters to amuse the masses. If not to straight-up buy from him.
"Of course I permit you to raid for new talents, the arena won't be the same without them," Xara shrugged. It truly was the least she could do to maintain the duke's favor. And it was a very clear demand in comparison to Ahab.
"Well, that's settled then, I will be sure to host the games in your name if I find something truly exotic," Herod said and Xara nodded while her attention was stolen by an exceptionally skillful spiral around one of the stone pillars that ended in smacking the other combatant across the arena. Though it had been too flashy to actually end the match yet.
"So, I bet ten rubies," Herod offered. His cock was as hard as ever and he paid more attention to the cloaked female than to the match.
"To sit on your... cock?" Xara almost uttered. She did not even give a glance towards the duke. Not that she would have needed to since the very shape of his sturdy rod was already imprinted into her mind.
"I guess that is a bit low to have the queen embrace me with her folds, how about a hundred?" came Herod's next offer.
"Just how could I refuse... my bet is on the bald one," Xara voiced. At least like this, there was a chance she could avoid fucking the duke that much in front of the audience of tens of thousands of lower demons. Or at least she could gain some easy rubies while doing so, after all, she had been somewhat of a regular at the arena.
"As you wish, my bet is then on the horned one," Herod stated and his gaze shifted a bit more towards the match. The bald brute was in the process of chasing down the horned one across the line of pillars.
Suddenly the horned one dashed behind one of the pillars and began exchanging clawed punches around the stone. When Xara focused on it, she realized the pillar looked far shakier than the rest, and the horned brute was clearly more aware of the fact. He even gave extra punches to it that he hid from his opponent with skillful dashes.
Just when the bald one was about to kick the horned one to the side, the horned brute used it to lock the bald one in place and push the pillar on top of his opponent. The bald brute's torso was locked against the ground by the pillar and the victor moved to sit on top of it. He took as a casual posture as possible even as he kept his distance and eyes on the demon struggling to get from under the stone.
"And match, Jurok of the Cliff Marauder Clan is the victor," the judge announced and the commentator proceeded to rile up the crowd. But Xara's focus was elsewhere. Herod immediately shifted to sit straight at the edge of the divan and spread his very firm thighs. He positioned himself like a throne of muscle and held his cock to help Xara sit on it.
"I see I lost," Xara voiced and she stood up with a heavy swallow before taking steps to stand in front of the duke. She barely lifted the back of her cloak to reveal her ass to lower it towards the offered rod.
"You have to be the only demon I know who would consider taking my tool a loss," Herod said. There was no way Xara could ever let herself explain to him why she was so hesitant. At best he would not understand and at worse, he would use it against her.
"As the one above demons, it would not be fitting for me to jump on every cock I see just to sate my desires," Xara stated while she locked her eyes on an empty part of the arena stage. She was more than aware without even looking that a lot of attention was aimed at her every movement. Especially since there was a break between the matches and the only entertainment was the last victor parading around the stage.
"So you do see the appeal of my sexual prowess? Then please be seated," Herod mused and he gave a tap to the ass that kept hovering above his tip. Xara barely felt it from the hot pulsing of her blood but it did trigger her to just sit down without thinking.
Xara's already soaked vulva welcomed the hard meat with ease but she stopped before she even took half of the pulsing length into her. If she let herself to fully sink on the duke's lap, she was not sure what would happen to her mind. And she suddenly began to imagine how she was going to be fucked into a mindless pleasure toy in front of the audience.
The more Xara's internal fantasy of being fucked out of her shame progressed, the more her face and body burned of the shame. Her spine even began to tingle with borderline physical pain that ragged her breathing.
"How could I let my queen sit so uncomfortably, please relax," Herod said but there was no way Xara could ever relax while taking a cock of a demon. Blood rushed to her face and pussy almost in equal measure while a deep sense of wrongness pushed against her rising lust. All the while the stares from the audience dug into her.
Suddenly Herod grabbed both of Xara's thighs and lifted them up. They were exposed from under the cloak along with her soaked and stretched pussy.
"What are you doing?" Xara uttered while the rest of the duke's length sunk into her due to gravity. The cock bent in her and pressured against her core.
"I'm just helping you to sit properly," Herod replied. He even used Xara's legs to push her back to rest along his torso. And he showed no signs of letting go of her.
Xara shifted her cloak to cover her thoroughly penetrated pussy before locking her eyes at the stage as the next two combatants were being announced. She barely heard their names due to the thumping of her heart but she desperately wanted something else to focus on.
"For the next bet, how about you tell me what you desire?" Herod voiced. Even if his grip on Xara was steady, the throbbing of his cock alone was enough to keep her folds stirred. Even without seeing it, she was able to visualize how her juices dripped out of her and to his balls.
"Just fuck me, like a demon," Xara panted. At this point nothing else mattered, there was no way she could ever calm down like this even if there had been multiple succubi sucking away her lust.
"There truly is no way you can lose today, then my bet is on the gray brute," Herod stated. It triggered Xara to swallow hard, her only real defeat condition was her angel blood combusting out of sheer revulsion. Then again it would not be a complete loss if it left her as a full demon she thought with a slight smile.
Xara did not even confirm her bet on the four-armed warrior with swords. But she did focus her eyes on the combatants. Both of them were clearly powerful fighters that excelled in every aspect of physical combat and would match most lesser nobles. Though in the next moment Xara realized the one she was betting on was a noble, Reaver Lord Lumen of some sex demon clan to be precise.
The gray-skinned demon charged with a roar at Lumen who moved like a dancer to avoid his attack. But soon enough it was clear that avoiding the strikes was the only thing he was able to do. He lost two of his four swords in seconds just to tail attacks from his opponent. And then he began backing away like taking just one direct hit was going to ruin his skin or something. And even before he reached the back end of the arena, he was waving at the judge to forfeit the match.
"And match, Kurk of the Hell Diver Clan is the victor," the judge announced and the crowd exploded with a vocal boom. Xara suddenly felt extreme embarrassment from having been fucked by such a weak fighter that was supposedly a noble. Let alone from the fact she had bet on him anything.
"And so the fighters for the final match have been decided," the commentator boomed. "Kurk of the Hell Diver Clan will be facing Jurok of the Cliff Marauder Clan."
"There are no real nobles fighting today?" Xara uttered while Herod clearly prepared to stand up. He nodded to a succubus servant that had been at the back of the box the whole and she walked to the railing with an elaborate pillow.
"It would seem they are under the impression fighting isn't the way to gain your favor," Herod grinned while he stood up holding Xara against his torso from her thighs. Her eyes locked on the pillow even before the servant was done making sure it was properly locked in place. It was made with red fabric and had an intricate depiction of naked warriors painted on its soft surface.
"Before the final match, we will be giving a moment for both of the contestants to rest," The commentator kept booming. "Please conduct any sexual activity or fighting within the space reserved for the audience. Any interlopers to the arena will be attacked with force."
Despite the warning, some of the audience jumped on the stage just to fight the brutish enforcers that immediately engaged them. It was clear the wait was going to be longer than some of the audience was willing to tolerate without extra distractions. An issue Xara definitely did not have as her thighs were seated on the pillow and Herod still held them to keep her steady.
Even as Xara's front was still mostly covered by the cloak, she felt more naked than ever. The fall itself was not that much to her immortal body but the stares definitely were. They were all around the edges of her vision even as she focused on the center of the stage.
"I will be fucking you to the end of the match, look forward to it," Herod voiced. Xara suddenly remembered hearing a few stories about the duke's personal box being the front seat of the arena, especially to the ones who fucked him. Not to mention she might have seen this happen to other women in the corner of her eyes before even as she had always been very careful to just focus on the fights.
"Just like, everybody else," Xara panted. Suddenly she hoped that Izene would have been there to suck away her lust, like the succubus had been most of the times she had been here just to spectate.
"I had this pillow prepared just for you, you can take it as a gift," Herod whispered and he leaned against Xara's back. It caused her to lean forward but it only served to improve the rear angle she could be fucked from.
Xara noticed how the few rows of audience between the wall and the arena under her had become extremely excited. A venerable horde of succubi was crowding the area and some were already showing their tongues like they were hoping something to drop at any moment.
"You must hear this all the time, but you have a very exquisite and fuckable pussy," Herod voiced while he dragged his cock outwards only to slide it back in. He swayed his length like he wanted to explore every side of Xara's soaked hole with pressure.
"Thank you... your cock... is pretty decent... too," Xara muttered while she forced her eyes from the starved sex demon horde. They all seemed so happy in such a pure way, like they truly were where they belonged. She knew looking like something did not always mean being something but for a moment she hoped to trade bodies with one of them even if it meant losing what power she had.
"Just decent? It seems that I must work harder to please my queen," Herod exclaimed and twisted his cock a bit more during his next inward thrust. It forced Xara to abandon her moment of confusingly deep reflection during the sex.
"No need, just do what you want," Xara uttered as she really did not want to be pleased any more than this. But in the next moment, she regretted it as he grabbed her cloak and pulled it off. The queen watched in borderline horror as it floated down and was ripped to shreds by the succubi horde that devoured it.
"There, you really need to get over this fabric fetish of yours," Herod shrugged. "It's such a shame to be hiding such a pleasantly sculpted body. I could stay hard all day just by looking at you."
"It's not a fetish," Xara stated almost like by reflex while she failed to spot even a trace of her cloak.
"You mean you did not enjoy hiding our sex from the starved eyes?" Herod asked. "You know how ravenous the sex demons tend to become if they are tempted so?"
"I-It wasn't that hidden," Xara uttered and she closed her eyes. She tried to imagine her body as the biggest and strongest brute of a demon she was able to visualize that would not care about being seen. That she was a warrior demon who did not need anything to cover her perfect body.
"Did you want them to climb all the way here and bury you with their lustful flesh?" Herod asked with a disturbingly seductive tone. It triggered Xara's mental vision to be stormed by a flood of sex demons that devoured her image of the perfect warriors as effectively as they had done to her cloak.
"No... I prefer things one at a time," Xara almost flared and she opened her eyes to lock them into one of the arena pillars. She tried to vision the cock in her as a literal rock that was no cause for pleasure or shame, since it was just rock.
"You truly have acquired tastes, very few prefer quality over quantity," Herod mused before he slowed down only to give a more focused sliding rub to the top of Xara's pussy.
"I don't really think of such things," Xara almost panted while her mental image of a rock cock melted in more ways than one.
"So you just enjoy carnal pleasures at the moment?" Herod asked. "That is one thing we have in common."
"I would not say that," Xara muttered but then she felt her world being literally tilted. She was lifted from the pillow and Herod stepped on the railing while carrying her from her thighs. At least she thought it was the railing while her body desperately tried to adjust to the sudden change in the direction of gravity.
Even as Xara was used to flying, her mind had been almost completely tilted by Herod stepping to stand on the wall under the railing. She was hung from his cock and hands towards the horde below. A horde that suddenly cheered like the main event was about to start. It triggered the queen to lock her hands under her breasts even as she had let them hang down for a moment.
"Then what would you say?" Herod asked while he adjusted his grip on Xara's legs even as it was clear he did not really need it to keep her where he wanted her to be. She could not even imagine how she could resist such a ridiculous power in a fight even if it was limited to the immediate space around him.
"Just... focus on the sex," Xara voiced with a grit of her teeth while blood pulsed into her head almost as fiercely as it tried to get out. Like the unnatural shift in gravity was not as stable as the natural one. Though it definitely did serve to pressure her stretched pussy with clear intent.
"As you wish," Herod grinned and he thrust into Xara's depths. The gravity distortion made it almost feel like she was thrust into the hard rod in equal measure. A sensation that almost tingled her to the brink of laughter only to add to the burning of her folds.
Strike after strike Herod drove his manhood into Xara's inner gate. Even as it took the hits with ease, the weight of the rod kept unnaturally increasing and the pressure inflicted by it amplified every passing moment. The duke was truly shaping the queen's pussy to pleasure his length even as she lacked any demonic ability to do it on her own.
Suddenly the crowd below moved like something had dropped and a blue-skinned succubus with red hair moaned like she had climaxed. The others began demanding something from her immediately while they kept staring up. And the redhead explained something to them with a lustfully excited tone that was too distorted by distance for Xara to hear. Even if she did not want to think about what the horde of sex demons was doing, she could guess as a faint soaked line was going along her thigh.
For several moments Xara thought she would need to just submit to the shame and pleasure of her body but something was keeping her from being completely overwhelmed. At first, the queen had no idea what the emotion was but as she focused on it, she realized something.
The more Xara stared into the crowd of gleeful succubi waiting for her juices to drip down, the more she despised them even as she was not sure why. But she still wanted to be one of them, like she only despised them because she was not among them. It was not quite jealousy and it alone would not have been enough to stop her shame from overtaking her focus.
"I'm being used," Xara voiced with an oddly victorious grin that dripped saliva from her lips. She even tried to adjust her awkward hanging position like she was sitting comfortably on the thrusting cock. Though as she straightened her back against Herod's muscles, her crossed hands pushed her breasts to be presented even better to the demons below.
"By who?" Herod asked oddly curiously. It almost triggered Xara to answer how he was using her to put up some show and she despised it, but she did not as she suddenly preferred it like this. If the cost of her keeping her shameful side away was being used, then so be it she thought.
"By your fat cock, and I enjoy every moment of it," Xara stated to appease the duke. She was not entirely lying as with her shame in control, she was able to focus on the raw sex despite the accompanying disgust.
"I knew you would," Herod exclaimed. In the next moment, his hip began a hard barrage that sent drops from Xara's pussy sprinkling down on the visually starved horde. They exploded into an almost full fight to catch every spill.
A slight smile spread to Xara's lips and she almost began to laugh while looking at the sex demons struggle. Like she had conquered her own weakness but now she watched others struggle with their own for her own amusement. Every drop from her body truly was special. But the more she enjoyed it, the more blood rushed to her cheeks and the more she felt the shame of enjoying the struggle of others.
Xara closed her eyes and she tried to imagine how Herod was just using her to entertain the crowd. But now she had lost the certainty that he was fucking her like this just to use her. Not to mention the pleasure in her body was reaching to a point where her clit was beginning to throb along with her battered inner walls.
"Ignhii," Xara let out an animal-like whimper the moment the pressure in her released. Her body trembled from a climax and a moment later the duke's cock hit her with a heated blast to completely jolt her senses.
Xara stared with a grin at how the semen that burst out of her dripped on the crowd below. She did not even try to think or focus while Herod kept using her to unload his balls deep into her. But even as she tried to ignore everything, a sudden cheer echoing on the arena tingled her spine. For a moment she really hoped that they were celebrating her ability to take cock in public like a proper demon.
"It seems our juices mix well together," Herod commented while observing the succubi below collapse one by one just from taking a few drops. Their tails twined together and began fucking just about any hole they could find.
"How many times do you think I can cum before the match ends?" Herod asked even as Xara felt how he was not even done with his first load. His every pump still sent at least a small shot against her already thoroughly seed-soaked walls.
"It hasn't even started yet," Xara uttered. The only ones on the main stage area were members of the audience and guards fighting each other.
"You lost your desire for more bets?" Herod asked. During his words, he stopped releasing semen and slowed down but his cock barely turned any softer.
"It really isn't my day," Xara voiced. She had already lost two bets and she knew from experience that her mind and body would haunt her for a long time after this. The last time something like this had happened to her, she kept generating lust even during her rest for weeks and Izene had to suck her all-night-long to just make sure her mistress was able to function the next day.
"Please don't say that, this day is dedicated for your honor, and I know being a ruler can be lethally hard, but I know you want to do it. I can see it in your eyes," Herod said with an oddly comforting tone despite him still stretching Xara's pussy. Like he considered his slower pace a break from the act.
Though at that moment Xara did not even have the capacity to worry about any permanent ends. She just did not want to be paralyzed by her cursed shame any more than she was. So she tried to focus on how the succubi were using her just for her juices.
"So you can trust in my support, and not entirely because your fuckable pussy," Herod pondered." Your father did not rule our great nation for half millennia for nothing and I think you might be more suited to the role than he was."
"Please don't mention him," Xara muttered while she managed to block all images of the last ruler that tried to push into her mind. She did not even want to think why it was so easy for her and she did not want to risk anything by pondering it, especially now.
"I won't, after all his eternity ended early and you can only learn from his mistakes," Herod mused.
"Right... can we be seated... before the match starts?" Xara stuttered. She had suddenly heard a series of words from below that had clearly been parts of sexual desire confessions. And not all of them had been aimed at the duke.
"I guess you are not used to spectating like this, very well," Herod shrugged and the gravity spun in Xara's head until she was seated back on the pillow. His cock and the pillow were confusingly comfortable for the queen for a moment after such a tilted sex act.
Herod gripped Xara's thighs as hard as before and he leaned against her back while he bent his cock in her. This time she did not lean forwards as she focused on thinking about how he was using her to put on a show and increase his sexual prestige.
Xara tried to tell in her mind a story of how the duke was fucking her just to rile up the succubi. After all, her hole was barely different from any warrior demon and did not even suck on its own. So there was no way anybody would use it just for carnal pleasure when there were way better options.
"I have been informed that both of the combatants have been restored to the peak of their performance, so the match will begin shortly," the commentator boomed while Herod leveraged his cock to apply pressure to the top of Xara's pussy.
"Jurok of the Cliff Marauder Clan and Kurk of the Hell Diver Clan will now enter the arena to compete for two thousand Blood Rubies and the favor of our sexually ideal queen," the commentator announced and Xara's eyes almost tilted as she had just finished explaining to herself that even her pussy juice was inferior as it did not have any magical sexual properties to arouse cocks.
"May you fight as hard as you wish to impress her," the commentator kept talking while the fighters walked to the area. "But I have to warn you, after she spent the break taking the arena lord's cock, that is a tall order indeed."
Xara felt all the stares on the arena on her skin and Herod fucked her faster like to remind her he was there. While her pulse throbbed, her alabaster skin turned almost as red as to match some of the lesser demons. She even tightened the cross of her arms under her breasts only to lift the mounds for a better view for the crowd without intending to do so. It triggered an added round of cheers without her registering their cause.
"I will fight as well as my fat cock will impress the queen," Jurok boomed across the arena. While he did so, he flexed his red muscular body.
"No woman would want your cock after I will humiliate you today," Kurk declared. He did not bother flexing his equally sculpted grey body and instead, he leveled his horns like he was going to charge or present them.
"Why does everybody think I'm more impressed by a fat cock than by fighting well?" Xara asked and her head trembled with a burst of heat just from saying it.
"If you don't like your reputation, maybe you should do something to change it," Herod shrugged without stopping his thrusts.
"Should I fight the victor?" Xara pondered and she locked her eyes into the demons that were taunting each other. They were some of the few creatures on the arena who did not have their cocks out.
"If you want to seem like a petty ruler who rewards the strongest lesser demons with humiliation," Herod shrugged.
"Then you mean?" Xara asked with a head tilt only to be reminded that the duke was pressing into her back. Her ear slid along his burning chest muscles with a tingle.
"I don't think any ruler has rewarded the victor with sex on this arena... for a few hundred years," Herod offered while she breathed to Xara's neck.
"I don't think that would be... proper," Xara uttered while her head was almost exploding just from the mental image of her being carried like a prize to the victor.
"You mean you only want to fuck those who please your desires?" Herod asked with puzzled excitement.
"No... I mean... fine... I will show everybody that... I also fuck... strong demons," Xara stuttered while her mind tilted.
"Well, he isn't that strong but it should send the right message. Especially if you fuck him into submission," Herod mused. All the while he spoke, he accelerated like he was preparing for his second climax.
"You want... me to put up a show?" Xara exclaimed with borderline excitement. She was suddenly sure she had been right, Herod just wanted to use her for his own prestige and nothing else.
"It would not hurt, you do have a bit of a chaste reputation," Herod stated and it almost stung Xara even if she could not deny it. In the past, she had been called chaste multiple times and some had even doubted her demonhood because of her lack of public sex.
"Right," Xara nodded. It indeed was a great opportunity for her, if she could just focus on being used, she could fuck like a demon and show everybody there was nothing different about her. That she truly was the demon above demons.
Xara was made to focus on the match by the command to start. Kurk immediately charged on all fours with his borderline beastly form while Jurok leaped to hang from one of the pillars to seek an opportunity to sink his claws to the opponent's back. Though Kurk was clearly aware of that plan and he plunged into the pillar next to the one Jurok hung from and caused it to topple towards the other.
Jurok lunged from his pillar and almost glided to the next one only to turn his flight into a downward charge. His claws aimed at Kurk's head and Jurok managed to grab from his horns to bend his neck backward just with the strength of his fall.
In the next moment, Kurk flung his large body into the air with an unnaturally agile backward flip. Jurok was trapped in the air and once the flip would be done, the large grey brute would be literally on top of him. Though then the red agile fighter kicked his feet to Kurk's grey back. It sent Jurok almost flying to slide on the ground and it caused an audible thump sound. But it saved him from being locked under the other demon and he jolted to his feet before Kurk managed to focus.
Xara's focus from the match was stolen by a hot pulse that jolted her eyes. A new load of seed blasted into her core and this time it came with even more pressure than last time. Like it only pushed deeper without spilling out. And in the next moment, she realizes the gravity was distorting only around her stomach.
"Ghii whigii," Xara let out confused feral sounds from her lips as she was assaulted by the sensation of her core spinning. All the while Herod pumped his load with even more force than last time. At least to the queen, it felt like he was going to breach her last gate with a violent climax at any moment.
"Even if you find my cock just decent, is my technique any better?" Herod asked. Xara failed to even think of an answer as her tongue suddenly felt too swollen to even slur. Everything in her body was trying to burst with heat and pressure. She gagged out her tongue while saliva spilled down her chin.
Convulsion after convulsion began adding to the devastation of Xara's body. The semen pushed into her womb only to be drawn out of it. Her walls latched on the cock only to be pressured wide open. All the while her clit was locked into endless internal palpitations.
"Did I perhaps go too far? It would not be... proper to have the queen pass out on my cock," Herod shrugged and the twisting pressure in Xara's body lessened. Though she barely noticed any difference in the pulsing of her pussy or the burning of her shamefully tingling skin.
Xara gasped for air with relief only to realize Herod pushed her hip forward to release his cock. The partially tilted gravity kept her in her place while she suddenly stood in the air against the railing. And in the next moment, the pressure in her womb and pussy exploded out of her with one strong burst of soaked seed that exploded on the cheering crowd of sex demons.
"Hiihi," Xara let out a weird maniacal giggle while Herod seated her back on the pillow just to thrust his cock back into her.
"Such an intense match, don't you agree?" Herod asked but Xara's eyes were too blurred to focus on the darting figures on the stage. She was barely able to think let alone swallow down her hanging tongue.
The burning shame on Xara's cheeks was one of the only two things that tried to push her away from her paralyzing climax. And the other was a thought that crept in the back of her mind that if she gave up now, she would lose her mind. That she would be broken in more ways than one if she let this continue.
"I should tell them... tell them I fuck the victor... and show them," Xara slurred while she tried to focus her incoherent thoughts. She needed a break from the devastating cock and she was about to do just about anything to get it.
"Hmm yes, that could be nice, especially if you do it from top of one of those pillars," Herod suggested and stopped his cock all the way into Xara's pussy.
"Yes, I will, do that now," Xara uttered and she locked her eyes to the farthest pillar from the fighters that was just supporting air. Then she manifested her silvery astral wings and she leaned forwards to fall off from the railing. Herod let go of her thighs but his cock alone almost stopped her first attempt of taking flight. She had to drag herself from it with a squirt that sprinkled on the succubi below.
"For good luck," Herod grinned and he gave a slap to Xara's ass that almost sent her falling to the crowd below. They even lifted their arms to show how eager they would have been to catch her. But Xara focused in time and soared towards the chosen stone pillar. She landed to sit on it with a cheer from the audience.
All the while Xara let her wings fade away, she pressed her heated ass into the stone and her legs almost hugged the pillar. Her pussy still burned and throbbed even as nothing was within her.
"It would seem our new queen is so impressed with today's fights that she has offered to fuck the victor of the final match." the commentator announced to a cheer. "So the winner is not only walking away with the Blood Rubies but gets the chance to impress the most desired demon in our nation with their sexual prowess."
"Demon?" Xara mouthed. She suddenly felt an excited rush. The announcer has just called her a demon and not some half-angel.
"I can do this, I will fuck him to submission... in front of a crowd, like a proper demon," Xara muttered to herself. "Maybe... if I break... I will become a full demon."
Xara's eyes trailed to the combatants that were exchanging blows away from her. But she was barely able to focus on their moves while she gyrated her hip against the pillar. Her skin was locked by friction into the stone and the move stretched and stirred her pussy but not nearly enough for her.
"No, wait... I should drain my lust... I can't think like this... I never can," Xara suddenly uttered while her eyes dilated. She looked down almost in horror to see her nethers spill transparent juice on the reddish stone. Then she looked up to focus on the distorted ripples of the eternally crimson sky. It only added to her heat with the scorching rays of the high midday temperature. Not that the freeze of the night would have done much for her either the way she was.
"The queen is clearly not one to wait once she sets her eyes on a prize, if the contestants won't hurry, she might choose that sturdy stone pillar instead to sate her desires," the commentator declared and Xara gritted her teeth. By now the shameful burn was almost causing her clear pain, like at any moment her skin would burst with fire even as she was resistant to it. And even when she cupped her face with her hands, it only served to remind her with double the sensation of her sorry state.
"And match, Kurk of the Hell Diver Clan is the victor of the day," the judge announced and the crowd exploded with a loud booming cheer. Xara barely registered through her fingers that the victor was using his tail to drag the defeated on the ground like in some twisted victory lap.
"There you have it, but even as Kurk might have proven his ability to fight but now he will face yet another challenge," the commentator boomed. "Will he be able to sate the queen's desires or will he be burned in her blazing hellfire for being a sexual disappointment."
"I will fuck the queen to a violent climax," Kurk announced to the cheering crowd before he charged on all fours towards Xara's pillar. When it came to demons she had fucked, the brute was definitely from the bigger end and she had not even seen his cock yet as he had been hiding it within his body during the match.
Xara's almost glazed eyes stared at Kurk reach her pillar and climb it up with great agility. Her mind was almost completely tilting and the burn on her skin made it pulse almost as hard as her clit. Like she was being cooked alive from within.
"Come down my queen, my cock will sate your carnal desires," Kurk exclaimed and he grabbed Xara's left leg.
"It will?" Xara uttered while the brute gave a quick lick to her shin. His hand and tongue were almost cold in comparison even to the heat of her feet.
"It will," Kurk boomed and he used enough force to throw Xara off from the pillar and towards the ground. Though in midair, she remembered that she needed to be the one dominating, so she grabbed the grey brute's neck and dragged him off from the tower so that he was going to fall under her.
With a loud thump, Xara landed on the ground on top of Kurk's muscular stomach. She sat on it with spread legs. The weight she kept the lesser demon under her was more than unnatural and her fingers almost dug into his flesh just with their grip.
"What a twist, it seems our queen is going to be showing us her excellence in cock riding," the commentator boomed to the audience that had increasingly begun fucking each other. Though their eyes were still mostly on Xara even if their cocks or holes were being occupied by someone else.
"My cock is just behind you," Kurk grinned as Xara Just sat on top of him. Her feet barely reached the ground on the demon's sides and she did not really know what she was supposed to do on the top. Especially not in her current tilted state.
"That is your cock?" Xara uttered when she shifted her head to look at a hard grey flesh pipe with a bloated tip.
"It is, I came hard just by looking at you. Your body fills me with carnal desire to fill your holes," Kurk confessed with increasingly ragged breathing. Like at every passing moment, his mighty dick turned harder and his body more strained.
"Just for me?" Xara voiced and there was a slight decrease in her paralyzing shame. She did not understand why but it triggered her to swallow hard and pull up her feet to kneel on Kurk's stomach. Then she lifted her ass until it was on the right height to even match the rod's tip.
Kurk grabbed the base of his cock and aimed his length so that the tip pressed on Xara's opening. For several moments, he watched how the queen's eyes tilted while her clit throbbed hard enough to almost make her vulva kiss him.
A feral grin spread on Kurk's lips and in the next moment, the ball-tip of his long tail plunged into Xara's ass. It caused her to collapse on top of him with a gag of saliva. It triggered the grey brute's eyes to visibly bulge like he saw weakness that he needed to exploit.
"Groooa," with a roar, Kurk stood up and he lifted Xara up from her hip all the while he kept his tail locked in her ass. He rotated her so that her limbs hung down and the next act he did was to ram his cock all the way into her pussy.
Xara gagged saliva on the ground with a distorted grin while her eyes tilted to almost hide her pupils. There might have even been a bulge on her usually firm stomach if not for the fingers that were pressing it down.
Kurk kept roaring while he began treating Xara like a holster in front of the cheering audience. The cheers were increasingly mixed with loud sounds of fucking and slamming all around the arena. The place was erupting into a complete orgy and their queen was at their center.
Xara's limbs swayed in the air and she was unable to focus on what was even happening anymore. But even as her eyes were almost entirely glazed, a twisted gaping smile manifested on her lips. From the corner of her eyes, she barely registered how Herod was fucking a blue succubus against his railing while more of the sex demons were trying to climb up the wall of the arena. The closer to the top their agile bodies got, the more they struggled against an invisible force and they formed an almost still mass of multicolored flesh that clung to the stone with everything they got.
"It seems our queen is satisfied by Kurk's cock and will be letting him thoroughly prove his sexual prowess," the commentator declared. His words rang in Xara's ears while her head hung down to stare at the almost absurdly sized cock that slid in and out of her with ease. And every time it did so, the twisted smile on her grew just a bit bigger.
Kurk was not holding back and he used almost all of his strength to slap his hip into Xara's rear with a loud echo. He did not even care that the tip of his tail was twisted a bit too much in her tight ass.
Xara almost reached a confused state of burning tranquility before a hot pulse jerked her entire body. Her pussy was so stretched that at the moment of Kurk's climax, almost all of his seed was trapped in her and it had no other choice but to push into her womb or stretch her end even more. Both of them happened almost at the same time as the end of her pussy was being filled while her inner gate almost let in a stream.
"Inghii ghii ghii," Xara let out a series of feral moans that echoed across the arena. They were more than enough to trigger loud cheering and more moaning.
"Kurk of the hell Diver Clan has truly done it now, not only has he won the day but he managed to fulfill his promise of a violent climax to the queen," the commentator boomed. "This will surely send his martial and sexual desirability sky high."
Suddenly Kurk's right hand slid up Xara's body and he lifted her up from her head until her back pressed into his chest. The fingers of his left hand dug harder into her visibly bloated stomach while his right tilted her face up from her jaw.
"If I have pleased you enough, will you give my clan the Right to Hunt?" Kurk demanded. Gravity alone was causing his cock and seed to burn Xara's depths. The change in position was causing her toes to twitch even more than before.
"Huh?" Xara uttered with a hanging tongue. She barely heard what was wanted from her and the demon thrust up with his hip only to make her focus worse.
"Right to Hunt, give it to my clan, my queen," Kurk demanded again. This time she squeezed Xara's stomach enough to cause some semen to burst out of her vulva. It spilled on her thighs and the ground in almost equal measure.
"Fine," Xara gasped and she was rewarded by the right hand lowering to give a hard squeeze to her right breast. He twisted it hard enough to leave a print of his grip even on her already heavily reddened skin.
"I'm glad you have been pleased. I will make sure my clan sends to the palace the best meat we can find," Kurk voiced. The pressure of his cock was decreasing and Xara was almost confused by it deflating just a bit.
"I wonder if you can still stand, or maybe I have fucked the queen off from her feet," Kurk grinned and he let go of Xara. For a moment it looked like she was going to stay up just with the cock but then her body tilted down and she slid off from the rod with a burst of semen out of her.
"It seems our queen's lust has already been satisfied to the point she can no longer walk, truly a mighty feat from the representative of the Hell Diver Clan," the commentator announced to the cheer of the audience. Xara did not even register it while she laid on her stomach one ear pressed into the ground. The stone was not cold enough to cool her down and her body was suddenly heated even more by a burst of anger.
"Let's see how many laps I can run before you get up," Kurk boomed and he jolted to run. The tip of his tail stayed locked in Xara's ass and she slid from the pool of cum but then her fingers dug into the stone ground of the arena and the tail flung free from her.
"It seems the queen is not done yet, will she be now riding Kurk around the arena to see how many times he can go?" the commentator exclaimed like he was trying to give Xara ideas. But the only thing she did was to barely get on her feet.
Xara wiped the drool from her lips before she manifested her wings. Then she soared to the sky with a visual pulse of air. She flew high enough to hide from the demons below how unsteady her flying was and she almost crashed into her own palace on her way back.
** * **
Xara barely got to her bedroom before she collapsed to the floor. For several moments she just laid there on her back heating up the floor. She had not even purged away the seed if not counting it dripping down her thighs during the flight. Though a moment later Izene rushed into the room like a hunting dog who had smelled wounded prey and she immediately knelt down and spread Xara's legs.
"Traces of seed... did you enjoy it that much?" Izene asked while she skillfully licked away the stains from Xara's thighs.
"Just suck it out... all out... I can't take this," Xara moaned with pauses like she was in actual pain. Even Izene had never seen her mistress this bad so she focused on her task.
"The more I wanted it... the more wrong it felt and the shame... it feels even worse now than then... when," Xara almost screamed and she grabbed her own face with both hands. The heated pulse almost burned her fingers.
"Maybe you should just learn to enjoy the shame... I could teach you," Izene offered like she was not taking the queen's plight entirely seriously.
"You don't understand... I can't fuck like this. It's like half of my body is condemning the other half," Xara flared and her sudden burst of anger almost calmed her down just a bit.
"That still sounds like something that could be fun... in its own way," Izene mused with a long lick of the queen's vulva.
"Am I really a demon?" Xara suddenly asked.
"Of course you are, every being who lives in hell, will eventually become one, and you were born here," Izene shrugged before she began suctioning Xara's pussy with her lips.
"After so long, I still feel so different... like a part of me just won't belong here," Xara muttered. She was visibly relaxing on the floor but there was no change in the redness of her alabaster skin.
"Which part? Let me suck it until it submits," Izene teased before she gave a hard suck to Xara's clit.
"Just focus on your task... let me rest," Xara voiced and she closed her eyes before her body came completely still.
"Understood, my mistress," Izene mused while a slightly tilted smile spread on Xara's lips. The succubi did not even notice before the queen corrected it only for it to return the moment she tried to fall back to the state of the rest. But on the third time, she managed to keep her body from doing such a weird thing and she fully focused on the resting part.
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