Chapter 1
A hidden kingdom of pleasure and pain is located in a dark, isolated dungeon. A mysterious futanari dominatrix is waiting for her next victim, eager to delve into the depths of her heinous passions. Her formidable physique and mastery in magical BDSM skills render her victims defenseless and trembling with anticipation, giving them little chance of escape. She embraces how to drag her victims to the brink of their breaking point yet remain seductive and merciless. Who knows what nefarious thrills and perversions are store for them in her twisted, dark cage? She is, after all, no mere human… she is a sorceress, a master of all forms of magic. But she has one more task before she is satisfied – the one thing that makes up for being a vampire and grants her access to the world of humans. The ultimate gift. Having both sexes in her soul her body is a vision of power and beauty, a masterpiece of voloptous curves in stark contrast to hard muscle.Large breasts heaved with each breath, the fullness of them spilling over her tight top. Her hips swayed with each step, her big, round bottom jiggling with each movement.Her arms were hard and toned, melon like biceps bulging with strength. Her legs were long and powerful, her thighs rippling with muscle.She was a goddess, with her cock and ballsa vision of strength and power, the hard shaft rising from her groin, thick and rigid. Her balls hung heavy and full, a reminder of her strength and dominance. Her cock a defiant and ostentatious symbol of her power, a reminder of her dominance over any.
And her face… it is beautiful. Her hair, black as night and shiny as obsidian, is held together by a single braid which falls between her breasts and rests on her abdomen, just above her hip bones. The hair is long and wavy, falling in gentle waves around her delicate, high cheekbones. The sight of her face had made many victims overlook their predicament. She was always captivating and captivating to those who looked upon her. Her beauty and sexuality only grew stronger once her victims saw her true self.
And now… they were about to have the privilege of meeting the true mistress of this realm: Noetomi. She was undoubtedly more terrified of her conversation with Neotemi than she had ever been in her unnaturally long life. She was always captivating and captivating to those who looked upon her. Her beauty and sexuality only grew stronger once her victims saw her true self.
And now… Lora was about to have the privilege of meeting the true mistress of this realm: Noetomi. She was undoubtedly more terrified of her conversation with Neotemi than she had ever been in her unnaturally long life. She would never have thought that she would find herself in the position of being scared of someone. It didn’t really sit well with her that she should be afraid of Noetomi. Even at the height of her terror, she knew that no matter what happens she will still get the satisfaction of having fucked like no other. She was the one most suited for this job. She would still be mistress of the dungeon. This fact brought comfort to her for some odd reason. Maybe because she had known for a while that she wouldn’t be able to last beyond the first orgasm. Lora’s cock twitched at the memories of her breaking her victims before devouring their souls. She focused on her own raw sensuality bringing her mighty prick to full attention. It stood proud and strong poking out of her dress. Lora wanted to show confidence infront of Neotemi. Confidence she didn’t feel. And even now, despite the fact that Neotemi could easily kill her with a wave of her hand, the fidgeting cock in her dress was not helping.
She took another sip of her vodka tonic, trying to calm her nerves. Neotemi sat across from her, sipping her tea calmly, the perfect picture of relaxation. Short and plump with a face that changed everytime you looked at her, Noetomi was easygoing, friendly and very far from kindhearted. And yet, there was something intimidating about her. Her eyes were always staring straight forward without blinking, an expressionless mask covering her ever changing eyes. When she smiled, she revealed the sharp teeth behind her lips, revealing two rows of razor sharp canines.
“Nice dress, Lora. Brings out your cock and tits.” Said Neotemi.
“Thank you, mistress Neotemi. Real orc skin feels wonderful on the skin. Would you like to have it?” asked Lora. She felt the need to keep the conversation going, to fill the space, to try and distract her from the looming threat of a certain dominatrix. Anything. Anything at all to ease the tension that was building between them.
“I would be delighted, my dear.”
Lora stood proud and tall exhibiting her body for Neotemi. With a smile on her face and a terror in her heart, she stripped to her lingerie and climbed onto the table beside Neotemi’s chair. As usual she felt vulnerable, exposed, and completely under the control of her mistress. If she failed, her neck would snap like a dry branch beneath her dominatrix’s hands.
Noetomi leaned back in her chair, crossing her ankles. “So tell me,” she said taking the dress and vaporizing it with hellfire conjoined with nothing but a thought, “what has the king’s son gotten himself into?”
Lora smirked wide at the mention of the king’s son. It made her sick. “The king’s son…” she continued calmly, “…had been getting bored with the princess.”
“Oh, yes?”
“Yes, mistress. He wanted to explore my depths. Who am I to deny our Lord his desires”
Neotemi laughed her sweet carefree laugh. “Let me see your asshole, Lora. There was no way the princess was going to let him have his elbow inside her. As if she even could. The shriveled prude”
Lora pulled her underwear aside, showing off her large cock that rose proudly and beautifully out of her dress like a lighting rod . She turned around spread her ample buttocks with her fingers, exposing her swollen rectum. Wide as a dram coin. Lora licked her lower lip nervously, her cock twitching despite herself. Neotemi said nothing for minutes. Inspected and caressed Lora’s broken asshole. She liked to keep Lora in suspense, to show her control, to make Lora expose herself on a side table this way. It made Lora want to piss herself. Lora knew she would do anything to please the witch. To make sure she wasn’t punished. Anything…
With a wicked grin playing on her lips, Neotemi stroked her fingers slowly around Lora’s cock, dribbles of piss coming off it in her sheer terror and then pushed a dram coin finger firmly against Lora’s anus. “Your asshole is wide as a dram coin dear. Why hasn’t it healed by now?”
“He put a hex on me, mistress. He likes seeing his handy work. My asshole is to remain gaped and swollen until my show tonight is over and I have entertained his party” Neotemi still gently pushing the dram coin. The tip of it slid inside Lora with barely any resistance from her hole.
“You’re a whore then.”
“A big one, mistress” the coin went inside her easily now. Lora gasped loudly as the coin penetrated her ass.
“So what did he give you, Lora?”
“A doll that will serve your needs, mistress.” She said excitedly. “It will be exactly as you wished for, mistress! I’ve kept it in my vault awaiting your arrival”
Neotemi smiled and patted Lora on her rear.”That’s what I like to hear!” She said brightly “you’ve done well for a bitch” “I am your humble servant” “I’m going to tip you Lora”. Neotemi got her purse and dumped out a hundred dram coins so Lora could see. She knew she was coming next… And didn’t mind it. One by one the coins filled her bowels. Lora could hardly believe how quickly they came in. She was a little frightened at what the witch was capable of. Lora’s eyes watered with pain and humiliation and lust.And then… nothing. Nothing but the feeling of being stretched beyond her capacity by coins poking at her from inside.
“You did a good job Lora. Thank you.” said Neotemi. She grabbed a handful of her own money and threw it away. “Now get off my table and dance. I want to see what the prince’s party is going to see tonight”
Lora nodded curtsied to her mistress and hurried off the table and towards the fireplace to have the light behind her.A purse full of coins reminding her off their presence in her broken bowels every on every step. Neotemi watched her walk away smiling, pleased that Lora had given her what she expected.She couldn’t wait to watch how much better Lora would dance with that many coins shoved into her. Neotemi hadn’t ever gotten so many in one hole and had the person get up afterwards. She did like her little Lora with her not so little cock. After all, Neotemi could take whatever she wanted. But right now? She wanted Lora. All hers.
“Shake your tits more and lift your arms up. Show off that muscle mommy body” she passively instructed as her eyes drifted towards a window that had the best view of the courtyard. Just beyond it she could see the entrance door to the castle, just as dark as before. “Show everyone the strength in your muscles. Show those who oppose you that they aren’t strong enough to challenge us!”
With all of Lora’s might, she lifted her upper body. The pain of all the coins being shoved through her broken rear almost made her scream out loud. And cum. Neotemi’s mind wandered to the castle door remembering its entrance. How much she loved it when she entered that castle after her conquest. The arcane stained walls with the essence of get enemies. The smell of burning souls. The screams of twisted realities as soon as she entered. And now,”squat down and crunch bitch. Feel every dram I put in you”,the same screams from Lora. Lora obeyed without hesitation. A Wicked and feral smirk on her. A smile that promised nothing but pain and death and pleasure
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