TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS RAPE. DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE RAPE-FANTASY AND STUFF.
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The sound of moans permeated through the throne room. Its high vaulting ceiling created the perfect setting for acoustics that echoed. Voices layered upon each other with each one unique and distinct. All were blended together into an orchestration of living instruments, each one playing their part in the symphony of pleasure and debauchery.
On the throne lounged his majesty and highly exalted Emperor Khrysaor. Draped in nothing but a golden silk sash, he was a sight to behold. Twenty years of bloodshed and death had created this beast. From the dust of a broken kingdom split by famine and war rose the Khrysaorean Empire. One of the most powerful Empires in the east.
Conquest after conquest led to his power stretching as far as the eastern borderland mountains. The trophy’s of each conquest now served him as slaves and subjects. Each one acquiescing to his every demand.