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Thread: An Elf's Offering (Demorica & MasterOfWhispers)

She continued working her master's cock, and noticed everything around them that was going on, not really caring as she continued sucking, licking and pleasuring the best she could. She noticed the look from Miranda, confused as well she did not know what to make of it, knowing she had to have been very angry with her for making her cum when she put up such a fight, and said such things that she would not be beat only to cum for the young elf anyways. She looked back to him not liking the agreement and listened wondering if there would be some way that it could seem like it was just them, This is my first and only time I will have my virginity taken, please Master, I know you have your other girls and want them to watch, if need be I know you could cloud my sight, or even make them unable to be seen, I just want it to be you and myself, She said, clearly her elven side coming out, a little more greedy and territorial, but she had a point, she would never be able to redo her first time and she did not want to know it was a show for everyone else instead of something special for her. Please, if need be don't let me see or hear them, I don't want to see their faces when you take my virginity, it is mine not theirs, it is something that my kind hold dear and I don't want to share it with them unless I do not know they are there, so long as I can not see or hear them then I don't care who sees, blind me temporarily if you can so I can atleast pretend it is just for me, not for all of the others as well. She pleaded as her hand worked up and down his cock as he said, looking up at him and leaning her head against his hand that was petting her, I have been obeying you, and will for years, I will not ask for anything like this again, just this once please allow me this Master. She pleaded sweetly, her bright blue eyes looking up at him, knowing only they could hear each other. She knew what she asked was odd, if she were to let him use such a spell it would be as though a blindfold were put over her eyes, but everyone would be able to see her without a sash over her eyes, she would almost appear blind and yet she did not care, she wanted to feel as though it were special, not just some show for all the others. What was odd about it was her body would normally deny much magic used on it, and in order for him to use it on her she would have to lower her defense against magic temporarily until it was put on, then remove it again if he took it off, and that took a lot of trust for her to leave herself so vulnerable to him that he would be able to put that spell on her. But she had offered it, knowing full well what that meant as well as that she would not request anything of him like this, if anything ever again, and she was willing to live with that so long as this one time got to be hers, and just hers.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Goddess, I have terrible news. Some of our sisters are missing. Queen Lysandra turned slowly with a frown etched in her lovely features. What do you mean, missing? Explain yourself, Katrina. Her leading sorceress went about explaining that many of her servants were disappearing when they went into the sacred forest. There were also rumors and sightings of men lurking about. After listening to the report, she sent her away to collect her thoughts and to make sense of what was going on. It couldn't be that the men were on the move... her brother... he wouldn't ruin the long established peace... would he?
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Elsewhere... A dark skinned woman growled, squeezing her eyes shut before her lips finally parted to allow the large white cock in her mouth. It was quite a sight to see, many more skimpy dressed women with dark chocolate skin accepting the cock of white men, all within the damp cold walls of a prison. Screams and moans echoed down the chilling halls, huge cocks sinking into pussy and ass alike. Endless streams of semen bathed the girls, inside and out. Womb after womb was filled with sticky cum, well-fucked cunts closing to keep in the valuable breeding essence. One single figure stood out in the crowd, his eyes flashing with a hint of glee at watching the depraved nature of the scene. He slowly turned away and exited through the door, the following sinful shouts of pleasure and fear setting aflame his perverted need. It took moments to exit to the prison, coming to step out into the simple camp grounds of the battle field. He was quite a simple man, handsome features framed by bright blonde hair and two sinister red eyes, a hint of a smirk on his lips. This world is mine... whispered King Laharl, bringing up his hand as he chuckled to himself...
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

At this time, the women and the men have lived separately for many years because of their differences in ideology. The women believe in nature and coexistence. The men, however, believe in technology and conquest. One day, the leaders made a split and the results were surprising. The women became powerful magic users and the men developed the most advanced technology ever seen. Lysandra became the leader because she was born a goddess and she helped advance her people's abilities to control magic. Her brother, Laharl was an impressive man that men either respected or feared. They became prosperous and wealthy as a group and now the men are trying to steal that away. Lysandra stood by her window, peering out of it. Her thoughts were racing. The reports confirmed that it was brother, Laharl, and he was on the move. She hadn't seen him in years and it made her wonder, how much has he changed over the years. And beyond that, why was he kidnapping the women, what did he hope to gain? It was but a matter of time before her brother would come for them. She walked over to her full length mirror and stood in front of it, staring at her reflection. She was truly a goddess in appearance. She was statuesque, standing at 5'11. Her body was a perfect mix of curvy and muscular. Full and soft in the right places, lean and muscular and others. Her waist-length white hair was a soft cloud down her back and shoulders. Lysandra was stunning in appearance, from her golden eyes to her lovely brown skin. She never took a man for herself because she felt that no man was worthy enough to have her. It was time to see her brother, to end this. She needed to know why. Why was he doing this? It was time to open up a line of communication. Lysandra went over to her desk, her long white dress gliding with her graceful movements. She began writing a letter, addressed to her brother. She was careful not to address him as her brother, but by his title as king. She balled up many copies before her letter finally read, To King Laharl, my greetings and salutations. It has been many years since we have last communicated and I feel that it is time that we establish a dialogue. I am willing to leave my home to meet with you at a neutral location to discuss arrangements that are suitable for the both of us. As a token of my good will, you may have the bearer of this letter until you return her with your response. I hope that you do not keep me waiting. Sincerely, Queen Lysandra. She chose carefully, and decided on Yaschiva. She was dark skinned, short, curvy and obedient. She would please her brother well. She informed Yashiva of her task, and gave her explicit instructions that only the king was to have this letter. No one else. With that, she bowed wearing an opaque leopard skin, asymmetrical dress, she set off on her mission to deliver the letter. Lysandra was ringing her hands, pacing. She really hoped her brother wouldn't keep her waiting for too long.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Laharl stared into the mirror stood up across the room, taking in his appearance he as fixed his strong white gloves. His blonde hair fell down his pale features, decked by a red coat and a black sleeveless outfit underneath. His stare was calm, unsympathetic for the screams of females coming from the nearby prison. Hell, he seemed quite content with what was happening not far from his tent, a very small smirk licking the edges of his pale lips. He was currently stationed in a simple war camp that they had built in secrecy, far from their main city. Each male was equipped with leather armour and weaponry, with the more bulky of the guards carrying around M61 Vulcans. He himself was strapped with two revolvers on his belt, along with a few grenades and more tucked safely away. A single dagger was held in a leather pocket on his left leg, almost ready to be unsheathed and stab those that would dare threaten him. His hands came up at the sudden sounds of footsteps heading towards his tent, guards calling on him as his eyes snapped to the entrance. Without a word he drew one of the revolvers in his left hand, spinning it on a single finger before letting loose a chuckle. A messenger? How odd. The leader sighed and clicked his free fingers, letting in said messenger. Enter.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Yaschiva walked in regally with her head held high. She bowed before the king and extended her hand, revealing the letter that Lysandra had written. It was prettily folded with the queen's neat cursive. She stood by allowing him a moment to read, taking a moment to take in her surroundings. She walked through a throng of men to get to the leader. They were definitely preparing themselves for a frontal assault. It didn't matter, they were all powerful magic users, what could a group of men do to them? She watched his reaction, noting how handsome and well formed he was. Yaschiva knew that she was to be used for his sexual pleasure. Standing here, gazing at him, it wasn't such a bad thing. The queen has also requested that she receive a prompt response after you have taken pleasure with me. Yaschiva undid the strap at her shoulder and let her dress fall, baring her dark chocolate breasts to him. I hope that I am to your liking.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Laharl took the letter with a mere raised eyebrow, his eyes flowing upwards to meet the chocolate breasts with a hint of a hungry smirk. She was quite beautiful, her body alone alighting the flame in his soul as he began to stalk towards her, throwing aside the letter without another word. His hands came down to hold the breasts with a hint of raw ownership, his mouth latching onto a nipple with a teasing of his tongue. He slowly groped the dark skinned body, one of his hands falling down to meet her ass like she was a true slave. I'm going to make you mine, my little messenger. His eyes gazed into hers, a smack echoing through the air as he spanked her petite ass. That sound was joined by the following moans and screams of her sisters being raped in the prison, taken by the feral white men with large cocks meeting welcoming wombs. The leader couldn't help but grin at the sounds, Oh my, I can't wait to hear you whimper like them as you take my seed.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

She smirked at him. Then prepare to be disappointed, She said with a strong voice. I am not easily broken. Yaschiva made a sound when he grabbed her breasts, teasing her nipple. She made a small gasp and her body began with its own volition, she was practically giving herself to him. She even moaned when he smacked her ass. The only thing that drew her attention from the handsome king were the sounds of her sisters. She turned her head at the first instance of their screams and moans. She looked up at the King with fierce eyes. You will release them, yes? Meanwhile... Lysandra was pacing her room. She knew that war was eminent, and that her brother was probably going to spend a lot of time with her servant. She stopped. It was time to prepare her people for the oncoming war. She took a seat and called in her 5 generals. Once they entered her quarters, she began relaying to them various instructions in preparation. Knowing their opponent was priority. She wanted them to send out their best scouts to learn of the enemy's whereabouts and to learn as much about them as they could. War was approaching, and the more information they had, the better. Drawing a deep breath, Lysandra prepared to make an announcement to her people, in order to prepare them for the worst. And to mark the event, there would be a ritual performed. The women were to be prepared for it at nightfall. She then clapped her hands and 3 attendants arrived before her. She gave them instructions to prepare her bath and to go into the village and meet with her people. Lysandra found herself bothered with this war. Her brother would be a fierce opponent, the fiercest yet. Hopefully, he would be open for diplomacy. Surely they could work out an arrangement to save the both of them.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

He had to admit, his sister was sometimes quite a pleasure to her brother. This little beauty before him was the perfect example. He looked her over with a hint of a pleased glint before placing both pale hands on her round ass, like he owned her. Release them? Maybe I'll make your queen a little deal... He purred and rubbed her bouncy dark skinned ass cheeks, uncaring for her feelings on the matter. It was doubtful that he even thought of her as a person, just seeing a chocolate skinned form to fuck violently and then throw away. My sister is such a good girl, giving me you as a present. He pulled her into a full-scale kiss, his tongue forcibly dancing with hers as he groped her ass wildly, not a hint of affection anywhere in the depths. This was all lust, all because he liked her tight little body. He stood in the richly dressed war-tent, roughly feeling her tush as his kiss filled deeper and deeper with aggression, a growl echoing up through his throat. He continued to kiss her violently, his crotch grinding against hers as he took possession of her body. The bulge within his pants were easy to see and feel, his rich eyes dark with needy hunger and want. I bet you crave this, my new toy, the feel and taste of a white man..
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Yaschiva knew that her purpose was to serve this king but she didn't expect this. It was like he owned her, had taken full possession of her and had every intention of fulfilling any fantasy he desired in her. She kept a straight face until he began rubbing her ass. It took all of her discipline not to moan under his touch. And the kiss left her screaming for more. She was drooling practically, her wetness thickening by the minute as he rubbed against her. Suddenly she was attacked with a powerful hunger. All she could do was nod. Anything you desire, your highness. Meanwhile the ritual was getting underway. There were fires lit. The slow, rhythmic drum beat seemed to drift powerfully. The women started off with a slow walk, moving into the rhythm. They were all very scantily clad, wearing a sheer dress over their nude bodies. The various shades of brown skin seemed to glisten under the moonlight, and the wild flames. The Queen arrived, her body moving slowly. She was in the center. She rallied her people, informing them of the upcoming struggle they would be facing. She told them to be strong, as she had every intention of being. Then the music took on a new sound. It was one of triumph, war, strength. The drums picked up their rhythm as the women did. They were perspiring as they moved their bodies seductively, moved their hips and popped their asses to the beat. It was a special ritual to get the women fired up. However, they were not aware of the male spies. They were drooling over their nude bodies and he ran at top speed to report to the king.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Later... It had been quite some time since Yaschiva had stepped into his tent, yet everything had changed. The dark skinned girl was sat on her knees with a huge throbbing white cock pressed against her cheeks, a happy purr trailing over her lips as she nuzzled against it. Her body was completely covered in thick white semen, her cunt dripping with the filthy jizz. She was a mess, both in the mind and body. He had fucked her so much that her cunt was gaping, her eyes glazed and almost dead to the world. She knew nothing but to serve her new white king, having forsaken her queen. He had sent the messenger, the now depraved Yaschiva, back to his sister completely naked. His response was simple and to the point To Queen Lysandra, it seems we are to meet once more. I am quite please with your gift, sister, I enjoyed her thoroughly. You wish to meet with me? Fine. I shall abide your terms in any location you wish, my dear dark skinned sister. Sadly, Yaschiva is now quite different and has forsaken you, I guess she liked what we did too much. Signed, King Laharl His tent was truly a depraved scene indeed. Three bikini dressed girls with huge breasts moved their curvy hips and popped out their bouncy dark skinned asses, their eyes filled with brainwashed happiness. Seed trailed down their legs as they danced enticingly for their king, their tongues licking semen that dripped down from their hair and to their lips. They were once great warriors of the Amazon army, now they knew their true purpose in life. To be cum buckets and slaves to their superior white masters. All in all, Laharl was quite pleased as he threw back his head and laughed, The girls within the prison shivered, bringing their arms around their buxom bodies. There wasn't a single girl without a cock in them.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

It wasn't until the next morning that Lysandra met with Yaschiva. Even she could tell that she was a different woman. It made her wonder what her brother had done to her. That all changed when she looked at the letter. Her blood went cold. Her brother was insulting, condescending. She would fix that. Yaschiva was eager to go back to the men, and who was she to deny her former subjects happiness. She sent him another letter. She was terse at best and just wanted to get this over with. To Laharl, I wish to meet with you in a private place. There is a shrine in the Alethera mountain, you can meet me there at sunset. Come alone. Lysandra gave the note to Yaschiva and sent her away. After she left, she took the time to cleanse herself and dressed in a flowing golden gown. Her long hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and her dress clung to her curves in the right places. Her long dress flowed behind her as she walked. After she draped a cloak over herself and covered her head, she went to the shrine. It would be sunset soon. Considering what he had done to her former servant, she wondered what he would attempt to do to her. She stood by the window, still covered by her dark brown cloak.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Laharl arrived at the shrine not long after his sister, dressed in a simple brown coat with a long black scarf around his mouth section, stretching out around him to reach like a wild cape behind him. A single Revolver sat in the holster on his belt, a weapon that was unavailable and almost mysterious to the underdeveloped Amazons. Safe to say, he was ready for anything his sister had under her sleeve. His footsteps echoed as he began to stalk up the shrine building, walking into it with a silent air about him. His eyes flashed above the scarf, a chuckle running along the area.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Lysandra sensed his presence and turned to greet him. She swallowed as she tilted her chin up to gaze at him. He was taller than her and even with his lean frame, she felt suddenly small with him. Shaking her head she threw all doubt from her mind. She was a goddess and had nothing to fear of this man. She gazed at him, noting how simply he dressed, taking in his appearance. She couldn't really see his face, but pulleshe didn't miss his piercing eyes. Slowly she lowered the hood of her cloak, revealing her long white hair and her catlike gold eyes. She then parted the cloak and slid it from her shoulders, letting it fall off to the side. Her golden dress was quite modest and flowed loosely. There was a diamond shaped opening above her breasts, showing her perfect and full cleavage. The dress complimented her lovely brown skin and she stood regally. With an elegant nod of her head she approached her brother slowly. She stood an arm's length from him and her sultry voice seemed to come from her lips like honey. Thank you for meeting with me. We have much to discuss. She said softly.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

His eyes trailed over her dark skinned body with obvious lust, a second chuckle slipping over his lips as he brought up a single hand to grasp the torn scarf. He tore it off his hidden features and tossed it aside without a word, his revealed pale lips smirking at his sister with hidden hunger. She was quite the beauty, her breasts and curves almost making him drool darkly in forbidden incestuous desire. He never made an attempt to hide his lust and stare, his nose twitching at her divine smell. He always enjoyed the odour of a black woman, it was something he craved. This beauty was his sister? Oh my... Agreed.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

She stared at him with large eyes when he removed the scarf. Her brother--this man is her brother? He was absolutely beautiful. She licked her full lips slowly and exhaled slowly. How was this going to work? She found herself distracted with how handsome and commanding her brother was. She wanted him, wanted to be possessed by him. Lysandra shook her head and began the talks. I want to know what you hope to gain in attacking my people? Some of them are missing, and Yaschiva---I want to know, Laharl. Lysandra wasn't going to give in to his lust driven charm. She kept her back rigid, her head held high and she met his gaze seriously, pushing her desires and wants aside. This was a meeting to develop new peace terms. I'm sure we can come create an arrangement that is pleasurable for both of us. She added.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

I'm sure we can, sister ... He licked the word with an almost dark affectionate smile, his eyes meeting her own. His form seemed to tower over her as he inched ever closer, his blonde hair falling over his pale white features. Yaschiva? Oh my, she simply enjoyed my company for a few hours.. He trailed off and looked her over slowly, a hungry glint in his dark eyes. ...Something I hope for you to experience. Laharl flashed a smirk, his lips twitching at the word arrangement What sort of arrangement..? His hand slowly trailed out, feeling her dark skinned cheek for a single moment before it pulled back.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

Lysandra backed away, looking up at him. She turned away from him, her long dress following her graceful movements. I don't want any bloodshed, Laharl. She walked about the shrine, enjoying the space and putting distance between them. She could feel his heated gaze and she couldn't ignore the shiver of pleasure as well as she slight fear. It was so hard to believe how much he had changed over the years. He was so tall and handsome. Not to mention, strong and commanding. It was no wonder Yaschiva was falling all over herself over him. Was that jealousy burning through her? She shook her head. She was a goddess, she didn't have time for such trivial things. It was her people that she had to worry about. What can we do to prevent a war? She asked simply.
Thread: Darkness Intrigue

His face was suddenly close to her own, a deadly smile licking across his lips as lusty breath trailed out over her dark skin. His eyes fell to her breasts and a smooth chuckle walked over the entire room, his hands almost aching to touch her. How about we start with what you can do to prevent a war, sis , and make us both rather happy... His sister was beautiful, beyond any other girl he had ever seen. Her eyes almost made his breath hike and blood burn, her curvy body driving forth his male instincts to mate with her like a wild animal, to throw away the thoughts of war and make her his sinful bride. There was no hiding his slight bulge, his muscles moving beneath his leather armour as he pulled back from her, leaving her personal space with a small trail of his hand over her tush. A secret deal between nations, if you get my meaning, my beautiful sister...