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Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

Saphira was glaring daggers at him the whole time. Though she really wish we could glare actual daggers a riddle him full of knives. Sallen, royal hornyness, king if an overactive sex drive and his little band of demons. Though it was enough to force her to stay here. If his servants would just die or feel sleepy for once, I could get away!! ... Maybe I could bribe them? No no no. I only haveone thing to bribe and the is no way I'm going to willingly let those beasts defile me! She thought. It wasn't like it would work. The king had dozens of demons, not just those who dragged her back. But that wouldn't stop her from trying. She found the whole scenario odd. A human became demon lord and wanted her so he took her. She wondered why a demon would mate with a human. Well if he inherited his father's need to rape a pretty girl every few seconds, that's an explanation. she thought. She made little remarks in the back of her head. She was careful not to say them out loud, especially not after last time. She wasn't sure what he had done but he had almost broken her . He began to go on about 'How dare she run away', and 'do you have any idea what I do for you ?'. He said them often. She rolled her eyes and muttered, Yea. You took me from my family and you do everything I don't want. Such a generous host. She said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. She wasn't sure if she heard and honestly didn't care all that much. Then she was brought out of her thoughts when the demons began to roughly pull her clothes off. She shrieked and struggled but her pants slipped off and the demon with her shirt just ripped it in half. They dropped her to the cold stone floor, shivering against it, dressed only in her bra and panties. When she looked up, the king was over her. He forced her down on her knees and she saw a large bulge in his pants. Her pussy started warming up but she refused to mentally want it. It was a physical sensation, and being mentally strong would be the key to triumph. But now he wanted her to choose. She knew he was angry. He would definitely not be gentle with her ass , and she if she put it in her mouth she would bite it. She didn't dare bite it or refuse it for fear that he would punish her with something even worse. But she also didn't want to do anything willingly. So she leaned back, clamping her mouth shut, making her choice and unwillingness clear.
Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

Sallen looked at her, saw her keep her mouth shut and even noticed it when her jaw seemed to tighten. He looked at her for a moment then chuckled softly before moving closer to her yet again, his clothed member in her eyes as he leaned over her to unclasp her bra. It seems I have to stop being so kind to you, he said, his voice husky with lust. I haven't done with you like the others, and it's about time I do. The demon took her bra off her then took hold of her by her hair yet again, turning her around and forcing her down to the cold floor. He didn't care if she was cold with her breasts on the dark gray, almost black, marble. He couldn't care less at the moment. The man grabbed at her panties and tore them off her body, looking down at her unclothed ass, reaching down with one hand to grasp one cheek. His other hand was on her waist and holding her down as he unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to his feet before kicking them away, leaving his body bare. He had a slim figure for a demon, not as muscular in appearance as most demons but still stronger than them all because of the blood coursing through his veins. His twelve inch monster was out of course, its girth was two inches, definitely bigger than any human male. It had grown since the demon in him was awakened, and even after he first had Saphira it continued to grow from what was once seven inches to the size it now was. You must learn your place, he growled as he took hold of her with his other hand, holding her down by the waist. He was over her, cock against her ass and him straddling her as he looked down at her bare body, lips curved upwards into a small smile. The demon king looked at her as the head of his member pressed against her ass hole, looking down at her soft looking skin for a moment before jerking his hips and sending his thick cock into her. Precum came out of the slit and coated her for him, making it so that he could continue pushing his member into the tight hole, almost so much that it hurt. A growl could be heard coming from his chest as he thrusted into her, more of the slick pre cum filling her and making his journey into her easy on him.
Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

She couldn't hold back a retort. Your version of kindness!! She exclaimed angrily. Maybe it was a mistake. She realized that when he roughly tore off her remaining clothes, but her pea and panties were made out of so little material they hardly covered her in the first place. The king had taken all her clothes and given her new ones, all very revealing. She hated them. He flipped her over and her now-bare nipples hardened against the cold stone. She polished at the feeling of the cock head probing her anus. Then a please any pressure as the head slipped it. The she screamed as he roughly thrust into her. It felt like he had split her ass in half as he continued to mercilessly pound her. Ah-ah-ow-ah! She moaned, short exclamations of pain that were in time to the thrusts. Then the pain turned sexual. She was on her hand and knees, and they both were shaking. This was the first time she had been taken anally. She hated it. She hated the feel of that cock inside her. But her body loved it as her pussy tingles and began lubricating itself. She could hardly control her voice, and small moans of pleasure, pain, and hate rolled out. All through the while she wishe she had a sword so she could behead Sallen.
Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

He chuckled when he heard the sounds of pleasure come from her as he thrusted into her, stretching her ass around his cock as he plummeted into her. Look at you, you vocal little slut, he growled to her. He reached down and began to touch her, feeling her soft back with his hands. The demon king loved how soft the skin of human women felt, and the fact that it was natural unlike thw way it was with a succubus. There was no loving a succubus in his eyes, and he hated them because of the fact that they were demons so he would never touch one. No, instead he had to touch and taint a human female, make her into nothing but his little slut. This one was taking longer to submit than the others, and already he was beginning to think that she would be the best one yet because of this. The man grunted and groaned in pleasure as he thruated into her, his own precum the only lubrication for the journey he made into her depths, and soon his hips were against her ass. Look at you now, taking my entire cock in you. If you hadn't tried to run away then maybe this wouldn't of happened. He trailed his nails across her back slowly, the sharpened nails that could've dug into her skin dig nothing but trail over it. I suppose that you still haven't learned your place yet. But I have something big planned for you already. And you should be glad that you'll be a part of something with me. Then again, you always were ungrateful. His hands went back to her waist before he pulled out of her, groaning as he pulled out of her slowly, his member slick with his own precum. Only the head was left in her when he threw himself into her again, forcing every inch back into her. He hadn't a love for anal sex, and preferred the other holes, though he would stay in for as long as he wanted.
Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

Saphira gave an odd moaning growl. Dont call me your slut. I will never be your slut. It's my body that loves this, not me! She thought. She then thought of what he had said about the others. There had been one woman, briefly. She was a total slut, practically asking to be fucked by anything from the castle, and she loved it no matter what it was. Saphira shuddered, disgusted by th thought. Unfortunately, her tremors went down to her ass, where the new movements and stretching nearly drove her crazy and she let out a few uninhibited moans, before catching herself. Oh god, what was that? He almost.... Broke me..... Again... How could something feel so good and be so bad? Gah, I can't believe I just thought that. It feels good because you're supposed to do it with your lover, not a monster. So don't submit. Don't submit. Don't submit..... Her thoughts trailed off as he suddenly pulled out almost all the way. She looked back, hopeful that he was finished. Her face was flushed with pleasure, yet clearly showed her hatred. But then he began wildly pumping into her, going nearly all the way out and then all the way back in. She couldn't even hold back her moans, only hold onto her mind to keep it from crumbling beneath this onslaught.
Thread: I am your king, so bow down! [Chained-Wings & EvaRose]

Sallen chuckled softly when he heard her moans and stopped before pulling out of her all the way, looking down at her ass that was now slick with the bit of precum that slipped out while he was thrusting. Oh, how he was enjoying this. The demon licked his lips lustfully then bent down so that he was at ear level with her, one hand moving down her body and to her ass, gripping it in his rough hand as he spoke. But I still have yet to thoroughly punish you. He lifted his hand and brought it down with a loud smack! And he didn't stop there either. He sat up a bit and held her down by the waist while he lifted his hand up and brought it back down onto her ass. It wasn't long before he was spanking her roughly, his member twitching a bit as though he would release himself then and there. But no, he couldn't. Which is why we'll be doing something nice today, he said softly. You'll be servicing a few friends of mine, and even my younger brother, he said with a soft chuckle. And youre body will be giving them what they want, servicing each ones horny cock for as long as they want you to. He laughed a bit as he spunk her again, laughing and chuckling softly as he did so, switching cheeks each time. The demon king wanted to see her ass red.
Thread: Grimoire of Myths

Lily Lullaby Though the night presses in on us this fell night, know that not all tales ended in such despair. Let us now turn to a new tale, one of a different sort. Listen now, and harken to my tale... The people were safe once more, the dead who walked were now banished, and the land began a slow rebirth. It would take generations, but the people would recover, and flourish once more. But there was more to the threat of the people than they did know. All that they once were, it threatened to fade from the minds of the people, and they would return to the barbarism that they had suffered before the coming of their guardian spirit. And this would not do, for they would forget the loss, the sacrifice, and the heroism that had come before. And to forget was to disgrace and dishonour. Something need be done. One of the people rose up, and with knowledge of the stories of the past, wove them from a simple tale into a song of the deeds of ancient times. And thusly did the people begin to take the song of the past into their lives. The history of the people would be preserved in the Story-songs, and the crafter of the first of these travelled among the people to ensure that it was spread to every corner of them, that no one be left behind. To reach the last of the people who had spread out across the land after the salvation from the dead who walked, they did cross through the eldest forest remaining. Beneath it's boughs, no light of the sun did pierce. And so they did find within the last remnant of the dead who walked, those who found the rays of the sun did not brush them clean. And as they came to sweep the First of Song Sages away, it did not come to pass. Guided to song by a force they did not know, a song was brought forth to still the dead who walked. And upon the lightless earth they sank, and to the lightless earth they faded. Each of the former dead stod before the Singer, and bowed their heads. With words of thanks, they found themselves released from their bonds, and ushered to the embrace of the afterlife. Those scoured by sunlight had not been so fortunate. And so the Singer came to the people once more, and the song yet taught again, for only with such a song could the dead be released to return to the Great Powers. And so did the Lullaby of Lilies begin, singing the dead to their final rest. The name of the First of Song Sages is long lost to us all, but their place and glory in our people will never fade. We still sing her song, that the dead may know rest...and the living may never forget.
Thread: Grimoire of Myths

My first impression was that it seems like the start of a saga, a traditional Norse form of tale-telling. In Raven Witch I wondered about what I quote now Rest well in the knowledge that we live in blessed times, removed from the trials of our ancestors. Is a time of hypocrite deception, decadence, and regular backstabbing in a multitude of forms really that much better than a time of raids and brutal fighting? I am not that sure. On your signature you might like to contemplate what beyond postering is to be learned from You claim you will, I did. Truly, such statements, when meant for life, need a lot of strength in many forms, plus the wisdom to handle it all properly. A risk of your chosen writing style is that a lack of variety may degrade it into sermon. Too much of that is like a ranting bum at the street corner, as readers tend to get bored by too much repetition. Personal Note I reply to a text I read. I do NOT consider such the start of any debate with you. If you don't like my comment just delete it, don't waste my time with PM or emails, please. Thanks for sharing.
Thread: Converging Two Sides of The Same Race. (Alexandria94 & BennyQ)

We started off as a strong nation. One that could be thought twice about when wanting to go to war with, but that was many, many years ago. The Contallid were proud people. They are at the head of the light elves and they used to be well known in the realm. They were always able to take down any foe who dared to challenge them and now it caused turmoil within itself. They were no longer able to take care of themselves the way that they needed to and without help they feared they would fall prey to those that posed a deeper threat outside of the elves. They had already searched as far and wide as accepted resources would allow and now they had to reach out to those that were known to be ruthless. Today was the day when they would arrive to give the help that was so desperately needed. Aspen sat in her chambers, looking out the window. She wasn't sure how today was to go and what exactly would happen. Only a few days ago she had been wondering where her life would take her and now it was no longer hers, not really. In order to get help she was to marry the son of King Tuniel, Prince Lanzarac. She didn't know much about him, she heard that he was a good fighter and that he could be ruthless when he wanted to be. She would leave with him tonight and tomorrow she would be by his side in his kingdom. It made her nervous and she wasn't sure how she was to react. Since the marriage was mostly a secret and no one outside of the royal family knew she knew it would be tense. The dark elves coming to help the light ones. She didn't want to come down but when she heard her hand maiden calling to her she knew it was inevitable. Looking out her own window for the last time she watched them as they approached her home, not knowing which was her betrothed. Sighing, she moved around the men carrying her trunks down and walked downstairs. Inside her chest her heart was beating wildly because as scared as she was of the dark elves she knew she couldn't run. Saving their kingdom was too important to her father and it brought a light smile to her face knowing she was the only one who could save it.
Thread: Converging Two Sides of The Same Race. (Alexandria94 & BennyQ)

Lanzarac Vilmadia rode his horse briskly into the courtyard of the Contrallid Palace. It was a grand complex, with long rooms, towering spires, and decorative art embedded into the very walls. Behind him came a long column of Asovan dragoons, stern looking Elves in rich uniforms armed with flintlock rifles and golden hilted sabers. All around them there was a feeling of mutual dislike and even hostility. The people had given them sharp looks and in turn, his men had ridden on with snarls of contempt for their distant kindred. But that dislike and hatred was rooted in centuries old prejudices and could not be mended so easily. Attempts have been made, though mostly rebuffed, and this marriage alliance was just another try in a long list of failures. His father had ordained that his only son should be married and who else but the Princess of a rival kingdom on the other side of the continent. An orderly stepped forward and took the reins of Lanzaracs horse as he expertly dismounted. Behind the hussars, who were now crowding into the courtyard, came a carriage pulled by six white horses with plumed helmets of their own. The carriage was lavishly designed, with excellent leather for seating and curtained windows. It was meant for his new bride, a certain Aspen Contrallid. Lanzarac was dressed in black riding boots, with red striped trousers and a dark red surcoat. He had a cape fastened at the shoulder with a medallion that depicted the shining star of his people and his dark hair hung freely about his head. He observed the light elves with a cool look of curiosity, for he had been too young to remember the original schism between the races and had grown up fully on discriminatory teachings. Now he was to be married to someone of whom he had been indoctrinated to mistrust and despise as weaker. The Prince waited calmly for his bride to appear, tapping his foot with impatience even when another servant asked if he liked refreshments of any kind. He bluntly refused, desiring to be gone as soon as possible. He had a long saber at his side as well, and he tapped the hilt in unison with his foot as his annoyance grew. Well, where is she? He suddenly demanded of the orderly, a young Elf would could not have been older than two centuries. The boy immediately flushed red with nervousness and embarrassment and stuttered several times before the Prince gestured for him to shut his mouth. The boy would have little use had this been Asova and it didnt occur to him that the boy felt out of ease in the presence of known kin-slayers, who referred to the light elves, and any other Elven polity, as race traitors.
Thread: Converging Two Sides of The Same Race. (Alexandria94 & BennyQ)

When Aspen reached the bottom of the stairs she looked around her once more at her home. She wanted to stay, she didn't want to leave with him but she knew in the end it would be for the better for both sides. Moving slowly toward her father she embraces him and takes comfort one last time in his strong arms the ones that always protected her. When she leaves with her Prince that will be it. She doesn't know whether or not he will protect her or just throw her to the wolves. It made her more nervous that she already was and pulling away from her father she moved to a small table next to the stair well and took the smallest knife. She wondered if it would be silly, to have some kind of protection against her husband, but she had no way of knowing how he was and she could always heal herself quickly should something happen to her. Pulling up her red dress she stuck it in the liner for her stockings and then quickly put her dress back into place. Taking deep breaths she turned and motioned for her father to open the door and her men with the trunks to take them to wherever the prince wanted them. She thought it odd that there was to be no ceremony, she just had to walk outside,leave with him and then it would be done, her father as her witness. She thought it might be because of the differences between the two and as much as she wanted to ignore it, she couldn't. It was time for her to leave with him and she couldn't delay it any longer. After saying good-bye to her father and kissing him on the cheek for the last time she moved out the massive doors to the future that awaited her. The sun blinded her and for a moment all she could do was focus on the door shutting behind her, but as her vision focused she stared at who she presumed to be Lanzarac.
Thread: Converging Two Sides of The Same Race. (Alexandria94 & BennyQ)

Finally the doors of the Palace swung open and out came the Princess who was to be his bride. Lanzarac immediately began to walk forward and met her halfway, staring intently at her as if to discern her very soul. She certainly was beautiful, with her flowing red hair and lady posture, with eyes that shone with a bright gleam that was not afforded to members of his people. He felt almost envious towards that, jealous that she could appear so much more nobler than he. He felt his anger spiking and he took a moment to calm himself before addressing the girl, I, Prince Lanzarac of the House Vilmadia, patron of the people of Asova, do hereby greet you, Princess Aspen of House Contrallid. Welcome to your new home, and life. He finished, almost not wanting to say the word. To the Elves who carried out her various trunks and chests, he gestured for their attention and wordlessly pointed towards the carriage, indicating they should be loaded there. I hope in the coming years, our marriage will forge a new bond and a new unity between our peoples that will heal the rift between us, the Sundered folk, and yours. Let this be an end to civil strife between us and a dawn of a new age of friendship. He then said, though this piece had been well rehearsed in advance. Or rather, ordered to be stated by his father, who was keen on garnering new alliances and treaties. When the Contrallids had approached him asking for aid and protection, King Tuniel instantly recognized the potential in having influence among the other Elven kingdoms. Lanzarac then extended his hand, offering Aspen to take it and be led to the carriage where they might be off together to his home. He intended to ride with her part of the way and perhaps gain a little insight to what type of woman she was.
Thread: Converging Two Sides of The Same Race. (Alexandria94 & BennyQ)

Aspen thought she felt her breath catch in her throat when she first saw him. He was handsome and it made her nervous. Following his example she walked forward and met him, the walk in slow motion as she took the final slow steps to leaving behind her world and entering his. She watched as he addressed her and she was a bit relieved to find that he looked this way, but yet not at the same time, because she had never been around handsome men so she wouldn't know how to act. She bit the inside of her lip slightly while she waited for him to finish and when he did she did a small curtsy, trying to be respectful of him even though she was a little intimidated. It is a pleasure to meet you Prince Lanzarac, I hope that from this marriage we can get many things, all of which that will hopefully treat us kindly. Her voice wanted to shake but she wouldn't let it, she didn't want him to know how she reacted to him but she wouldn't be able to hold it back long she had never been excellent at hiding what she felt. For a moment she looked behind him at all of his fierce men and the way they took their stance. It was no secret that the things these men were capable of when they had to protect their royals so she knew she had to keep the knife she had stole hidden at all times, or face what she hoped could only be quick. Looking back at who was now her husband she slid her hand into his, trying to ignore the way it made her heart nearly jump from her chest.