Vaid Empire: Legends
A Concubine’s Vengeance
1st of Thriduin, 19 AVE.
Kingdom of Domexia, Miri.
The streets of Miri had been cleared for her arrival. Lord Etin’s guards lined the way leading to the stronghold, spaced widely apart. Zosi eyed them as she peered between her family members, frowning. One would’ve expected a grander display for Etin’s new mate.
As they reached the steps of the stronghold, she received her first glance at the man she’d soon call her lover standing before his entourage of slaves and guards. Lord Etin of House Corid held out his arms with an extravagant flair, smirking, his loose sleeves fluttering in the breeze. He was far younger than she had expected, hardly into his second decade. A fit and healthy man, clean-shaven, and topped with trimmed brown hair, his blue eyes attempted to pierce the group surrounding her. “Welcome to Miri! Surely, you’ve brought my prize.”
Her grandfather was the first to bow. She followed his lead with a hidden sigh. A daughter of The God Emperor shouldn’t be forced to bow, yet she held her tongue.
“My lord, I humbly offer my granddaughter into your service,” the old man said when they were permitted to rise. “She is of The God Emperor’s blood, a first generation Vaidspawn, as per our bargain.”
Her lips curled into a smile of amusement. Vaidspawn. The population could use whatever colorful term they liked, so long as they remembered she was their holy ruler’s daughter. Oh, there was no denying she was illegitimate, one of countless spread throughout The Empire, yet she carried just as much of his divine blood as his spoiled true born children.
A gesture from the old man summoned her forth. She moved with graceful strides, her bare hips swaying. Her cousins, aunts, and mother moved aside to make way. Such was only right, for they weren’t here for them. They were ordinary humans, plain in appearance. Zosi was a beacon of beauty among them, walking like a goddess wearing little more than a loincloth. She stood before her new mate, hands clasped behind her back as she subtly pushed out her young and firm breasts.
Utter satisfaction at his prize claimed Etin’s face, momentarily stunned by her beauty. Nearly every inch of her seemed designed to stir the lusts of any who saw her. “Ah, the claims of my traders prove true.” He caressed her pretty chin, rubbing her soft lips with his thumb. Her short hair had been tied loosely at the back while leaving long strands running down her cheeks, as black as The God Emperor’s had been in his youth. His traits ran strongly through her, a divinely beautiful body on display. Hardly did she look anything like her kin, yet each of them relied upon her purchase. “She is more than satisfactory.”
Zosi met him with seductive eyes, restraining a glare. If he was merely content with ‘more than satisfactory’, he could take any of her cousins. She was sublime. Each of her kin had understood her importance the moment her mother returned with their holy ruler’s baby in her belly. While they traveled as traders, she was kept comfortable and pampered. When their survival required them to sell their bodies during difficult years, she was kept safe and untainted. While they walked from city to city, she relaxed inside their wagon. Such was her rightful treatment, a valuable investment for their future survival. Now a worthy price had been offered, and it was time to collect.
Her grandfather touched her feminine hips, untying the strings of her loincloth. He let it flutter to the ground, exposing her beauty entirely. The old man waited as Etin’s eyes studied her before daring to speak. “If she pleases you, there is a matter of my payment…”
Etin cupped her perky breasts, making her bite her lip as his thumbs brushed over her pink nipples. “Of course. A fair payment is only fitting for this gorgeous creature.” He glanced at his side. Slaves and guards surrounded him, yet his blue eyes found the pair carrying a heavy wooden box. “A man can get a little…cautious when parting with such a quantity of coin. You claim she is a first generation Vaidspawn, yet I must be certain of her lineage.”
The old man swallowed. “I pulled her from my daughter’s loins myself. She was with no other before The God Emperor filled her womb.”
“You’ll have to understand if I don’t take your word for it.” He stepped back, gesturing to Zosi. “If you’re a child of The God Emperor, I see no better way to prove your paternity than to demonstrate his power. A glimpse will suffice.”
Her lips tightened as she hesitated. Slowly, she lifted her hands before her. “As you wish, my lord.” Closing her eyes in deep concentration, she breathed deeply, concealing her struggle behind her composure. Finally, a weak string of lightning arced from one hand to the other.
The guards stepped back in surprise while the slaves gasped, mystified. Their ruler merely chuckled, ambition dancing in his blue eyes. “Magnificent. You’ve brought me a very special creature, and thus, my slaves shall deliver your payment to your wagon when you’re prepared to depart. However, such an occasion should only be celebrated by a worthy feast. I invite you all to dine with me as my honored guests!”
Zosi heard the excited murmurs of her cousins as she concealed her exhaustion, parting her lips just enough to suck in a quiet breath. Such a tiny display of power held a great effect upon her untrained mind.
Lord Etin turned to lead them into the stronghold, and her life began anew.
***
The dining hall of Miri’s stronghold echoed with the rowdy laughter of her kin. While her cousins ravished the feast before them, the first luxury their skinny bodies had enjoyed, Zosi sat beside her new mate at the head of the long table.
A smell of various cooked meats filled the air, mixing with the smoke of braziers burning against the thick stone walls. Zosi eyed the slaves as they tended to their guests, their bare bodies proudly displaying the chastity cages tightly locking their cocks away. Even the Lord’s favored slave, a slim man with eyes as blue as his master’s, stood at Etin’s side with a cruelly locked cock.
“A security measure,” Lord Etin stated when he noticed her studying eyes. He reached over to touch her flat belly. “I’m sure the mere sight of you already makes them ache. I won’t risk any temptations, for a womb this divine is mine alone.”
She felt his hand exploring downwards, parting her lips as it slipped beneath her loincloth. Her soft thighs spread further, offering no resistance. This was her purpose, the reason for her birth. Seductive eyes peered at her kin as they enjoyed themselves, knowing she served them.
“The Sage I requested shall arrive in mere days to conduct the marriage ritual.” He slid a finger inside, testing what he had purchased. “A small delay, yet the wait shall be inconsequential when I put my baby in this delectable little body.”
Zosi’s faint moan caused glances from her nearest cousins and grandfather. If they noticed his hand moving beneath the table, they made no comment. Still, she felt her eyes narrow at the mention of his ‘request’. Already the Lords and High Lords of larger cities were receiving newly trained Sages to serve under their command permanently. Until more were available, her mate had to beg. That wouldn’t do.
Her hand found his thigh under the table. It snuck beneath his tunic, delicate fingers searching. When they brushed against something hard, she bit her lip. Such was her life now, wrapping around to feel his girth in her grasp. Stroking up and down, she eased back into her oversized chair, almost as if it were a throne worthy of her holy blood.
A sharp inhale hinted at her enjoyment as his finger found her sensitive clit, as small and delicate as the rest of her. Those nearby pretended not to notice, focusing on the feast as she squirmed.
“They say Vaidspawn will never age beyond your prime. I’ll grow old, and you’ll remain my fertile little prize.” Etin’s finger circled her clit slowly. “Plenty of time to fill these halls with heirs.”
The redness of her grandfather’s face was obvious, yet he quietly ate without a word, waiting for his payment.
She nearly whimpered when Etin’s finger departed, missing his touch. She saw it glistening with her juices as he resumed eating, her own fingers dragging along his long shaft before pulling away. There’d be time for that later.
As the feast slowly neared its end, Zosi was surprised when her mother stood and approached. She bowed her head at Etin’s side, opening her hand to reveal a thin choker of black leather. A small medallion of polished silver held it together at the front, etched with the smallest hint of gold. “My lord, may I offer your new mate a final gift?” When he nodded dismissively, she moved to Zosi’s side. “Enjoy your new luxuries, yet never forget us.” Her other hand touched the choker already clasped tightly around her own neck, an identical copy. “Took quite a while to earn these, and several favors I’d rather forget. I hope you’ll wear it always, my girl.”
Zosi allowed her to put the choker around her delicate neck, clasping it tightly. Her mother kissed her cheek, meeting her with kind eyes. The others had considered her to be little more than livestock, a valuable creature to be protected and sold. Only her mother had thought of her as anything else. For a single moment Zosi felt her throat tighten, looking away as a hint of dampness gathered in her pretty eyes. “I suppose I’ll wear it for now.”
A weary smile was all the older woman could offer as she backed away, returning to her seat.
As the night wore on, the feast slowly came to an end. Etin offered them rooms for the night, yet her grandfather insisted they continue on their way. Zosi wasn’t surprised, for the old man wouldn’t rest until his payment was in his hands and he was far from this place.
Hardly did they say goodbye before departing, newly rich with full bellies. Only her mother embraced her before they went on their way. Etin permitted Zosi to watch from a balcony as their wagon left the city walls before escorting her to their bedchamber.
Lying beside her new mate, she savored the silky sheets, finally enjoying the luxury a being of her blood deserved. She touched the medallion at her neck, otherwise naked as she pressed close to him.
He caressed her gorgeous curves, coins well-spent. “I’d have us save our first until the marriage ritual, for my heir deserves a Sage’s blessing during its conception.” He pulled aside the sheet, revealing his hardness. “Still, one cannot waste a pretty mouth.”
She smirked as she seductively moved to his waiting manhood, brushing her lips against his shaft. When she took him inside, she remembered the ample advice her mother had granted her, pleasing him with her tongue. She moved like a hungry goddess, finally receiving what she craved when she tasted his sperm. Pulling his cock free, she savored the viscous liquid before swallowing.
Etin chuckled, caressing her black hair like an obedient pet. “Good girl.”
5th of Thriduin, 19 AVE.
Kingdom of Domexia, Miri.
Zosi lounged upon the cushions placed around the tiny pond. In the days following her arrival, she had sought every luxury available within the small stronghold. Sampling wines, basking in the warm water of the private bathhouse, she quickly deemed her new home to be suitable.
Her loincloth had been replaced with one of far higher quality, made of white chimira silk that was almost thin enough to see her most intimate area. Wearing nothing else, aside from her choker, she enjoyed the sun upon her pristine skin.
The small courtyard at the rear of the stronghold was walled off, keeping her safe from the small city’s population. She watched the slaves tending to the garden around the pond, their chastity cages on display.
Lying back with her legs widely parted, she eyed a particularly muscular slave as he cleaned the pond. When he noticed her gaze, she placed a hand upon her thigh as she studied his physique. Distracted, yet attempting to resume his work, he was unable to look away as she slipped her fingers beneath the edge of her loincloth.
Her lips parted seductively, seeing him standing still as he watched, mesmerized. She could almost see his cage twitching. The thin fabric of her loincloth allowed him to see the faintest outline of her fingers tracing over her pink labia.
A moment later the man froze, his face nearly turning white. She watched him with curiosity until she learned what had caught his eye, for a strong hand clasped her shoulder.
“Tempting him with what he can never have?” Etin’s voice came from behind with a chuckle. “Go on. Remind them all of the perfection of my property, yet never forget, a single hand upon you shall mean both your ends.”
She turned to kiss his hand, touching it with wet fingers as she pulled them from her loincloth. “Of course, my lord. Only a Lord’s hand is fit to touch my holy skin.”
Satisfied, he gestured at his side, summoning his favored slave. The blue-eyed man she had first encountered at the feast hurried to kneel before her. “Agreed. Lanis here understands that fact quite well. Don’t you, Lanis?”
The slave nodded before quickly meeting her gaze. His posture and tone were that of complete submission, yet his eyes…
“Tonight, I shall have the displeasure of hosting High Lord Girnax. Apparently, he wishes to assess his vassals.” Etin scowled. “In the meantime, Lanis shall escort you to our chambers and ensure you remain there. As much as I’d like to keep my sublime prize on display before my liege, that man’s wandering touch is far too bold for my liking.”
“Then I’m to remain locked away like a pet?” Zosi asked, yet her mate’s expression reminded her of her place. She forced a smirk. “As you wish, my lord.”
“Lanis shall bring you whatever you require. He’s a good lad, obedient and swift,” Etin replied. Even a few years younger than the slave, his position made him seem older, walking over to pat the man’s long brown hair as though he were a child.
She kissed Etin deeply before he departed, softly parting her lips for their tongues to meet. Lanis looked away, waiting until they were alone. As he stood, he clasped his hands behind his back. “My lady, it’s an honor to escort you.”
Once more he sounded subservient, and once more she saw something more in his eyes. There was a sorrow within his gaze, an apology she didn’t understand. She rose to join him just as the sun touched the horizon.
They entered the stronghold, smelling the scene of candles burning as they lined the slowly darkening halls. She followed with swaying hips, hiding her displeasure. She didn’t require an escort, more than familiar with her new home. A daughter of The God Emperor was being treated like a spoiled pet, and all she could do was smirk and nod.
When they turned a corner, she stopped at the beginning of a staircase. “This isn’t the way to my chambers, slave.”
“Yes, my lady.” His expression slipped as he turned around, revealing a pleading look. “Our lord commanded me to escort you, yet there is much you must see. If you’d grant this simple slave your trust, I vow you shall not be disappointed.”
Though she hesitated, biting her lip, she felt a tiny fire of defiance in her belly. Etin wanted her to obey? To behave like a good little prize? So be it, yet she’d take a detour first. “If you’re wasting my time, I can assure you that the cage around your cock shall be the least of your concerns.”
Relief filled his gaze, yet his sorrow remained. “Very well, my lady.”
They descended into the subterranean levels, beyond where she had ventured during her explorations. She walked seductively, never relinquishing the trained habit as she began to doubt her decision. Where was this lesser being taking her?
Reaching the end of a long hallway, Lanis pulled a key from a tiny pouch fastened to his slave collar. He unlocked the single door before them, leading her into a large chamber lined with locked chests and tiny vaults. “House Corid’s treasury,” he announced quietly, guiding her to one of the smaller boxes.
“Did you steal that key?” She crossed her arms across her breasts, her sensitive buds hardened by the cool air of the chamber. “My mate would be quite interested to know a slave has access to his vaults.”
Lanis replaced the first key with a second he pulled from the pouch. “Tell him if you’d like, my lady. He knows. I was appointed by his father as House Corid’s treasurer.”
Feeling slightly embarrassed, her lips thinned. “I wasn’t informed.”
“Respectfully, there’s much you’re unaware of, my lady. Etin isn’t the man you believe him to be.”
“Lord Etin, slave,” she reminded him sharply as a hint of doubt claimed her. “If you believe me to be so ignorant, enlighten me.”
He held out the second key, his sorrow more obvious than ever. “As treasurer, my master has entrusted me with his valuables. No single coin enters or leaves this place without my knowledge. I believe the contents of this box will be of great interest to you, my lady.” He gestured to a small wooden box at his side.
Eyeing the key, she was half tempted to turn away and call for the guards. Lanis would be severely punished for his disobedience, yet should one of her blood care? Still, every moment coaxed her curiosity, reaching out for the forbidden object. The key felt cold in her small hands, a promise of a truth she wasn’t certain she wanted. When she stepped towards the wooden box, there was little hope of turning back now, driven by temptation. The lock clicked at her command, the lid loosening before she lifted it. As she peered inside, her eyes widened with bafflement.
“Is this…a trick? A cruel jest?” She reached inside, slowly removing the object. Opening her hand, she revealed a choker identical to her own. “I don’t understand…”
“Never would I dare to trick you, my lady,” he replied, nearly sounding offended. “I offer only a truth you deserve to know. Only one other being possessed such a choker.”
“Mother,” Zosi whispered, feeling a concealed dread creeping inside her. “It’s impossible for this to be here. You had better explain quickly, slave.”
His blue eyes deepened their sorrow. “I’m sorry, my lady. Never would I wish to harm a being of our God Emperor’s holy blood with such knowledge, yet you must know the truth of the man you lay with.”
Her hand began to tremble. “What must I know? Tell me.” Her tone hardened, a threat that was undermined by her small body. “Tell me. Where’s my mother?”
“Dead.” Lanis appeared as though merely uttering the word would undo him. “Slain by the man you call a lover.”
With a blank expression, she shook her head. “You speak lies, slave. I watched her depart. I watched them all leave the city safely.”
“Yes, Etin wanted you to see. Of course, you couldn’t see his men waiting along the road miles from here. An ambush is hardly a rare occurrence in this world, raiders making off with a large chest of coins.” He gestured to the far wall where a chest waited, half in darkness, yet appearing identical to the one her grandfather had accepted as payment. “Of course, they brought back what little else they could find among the dead. Your mate instructed me to find a buyer for the choker in your hand, yet you needed to see it first.”
Her fingers ran cold. “No…you’re lying…”
Gently, he clasped his hands around hers, making her squeeze the choker. A slave had touched his master’s mate, caring little for the harsh consequences. “You hold the evidence in your hand. I’m sorry, my lady. Truly…”
She could scream. She could report him for terrible lies. Yet as she felt the silver medallion pressing into her palm, she felt a sickening feeling dripping into her stomach. Her mother, the only being that had considered her to be a person, was…gone. “Why…why tell me this?”
“One of your holy blood deserves to know,” he said in a genuine tone, yet his expression hardened. “Though I can’t say you’re the first to feel the sting of loss. Etin’s father was a kind and just Lord, an honorable man. He purchased me when I was a mere boy, paying to tutor me to manage his House’s finances. He…he was a gentle master, a good man, yet he lived too long for Etin’s liking. I was at his side in the end, a strong man weakened and withered. I only discovered the poison in Etin’s personal quarters after he had been named as the new Lord of Miri.”
Zosi watched agony spread across the slave’s face, an echo of what she herself concealed. Her breaths quickened, thinking of her mother. If she was truly gone…
A deep rage flared within her. Her mother had been blessed by The God Emperor’s worthy seed. Their holy ruler had deemed her fit to birth his daughter. Now she was a corpse, discarded at the side of a road.
She felt little for the rest. What were they but her reluctant caretakers, awaiting the day they could sell her off? Her mother, however, flared an anger deep within. She held back a hint of grief, banishing it with a fiery inferno. Yes, that was something she could bear. Tears threatened to leak from her eyes, and she wiped them away in disgust. That would consume her. No, she thought of Etin, stroking her hatred. What right did he have to slay someone valuable to a being like her? What right did he have to slay a lover of The God Emperor? She wanted to rush to the dining hall where he waited. She wanted to grab a knife and plunge it into his neck. She wanted to-
A deep sob finally burst from behind her anger as she collapsed to her knees. Lanis immediately lowered himself, wrapping his arms around to comfort her. She felt his tight embrace, the touch of an inferior slave, and never felt more thankful.
He held her wordlessly, allowing her sobs to echo quietly through the chamber for as long as she required. When they began to slowly fade to a faint whimpering, he moved his lips to her ear in a whisper. “Etin is a cruel man, my lady. You hold the truth of his nature, and I shall do all I can to ensure you may survive it.”
She felt her emotion slowly drain from her small body, face buried in her hands. A Sage would arrive in mere days, and she’d be forever bound to a monster. Slowly, as her hand moved to touch the choker around her neck, she felt her anger flicker anew within her.
Anger would be her weapon, not sorrow. She slowly pushed away the slave yet met him with grateful eyes. “I think…I’d like to be escorted to my chambers now…Lanis.”
8th of Thriduin, 19 AVE.
Kingdom of Domexia, Miri.
Zosi’s cloak fluttered in the darkness of the hallway like a vengeful ghost as she strode quickly and quietly.
Agony. No other word could describe her existence for the past three days. Agony. Whenever her grief had threatened to overcome her, she had battled it with rage. Whenever Etin had required her pretty lips or hands to find satisfaction, she had served him obediently without revealing a hint of her hatred. His seed had tainted her, the sperm of a monster, and she had been forced to merely smile and contemplate her vengeance. Now, ascending silent stairs, there was no going back.
Murder simply wouldn’t do. Not only would she risk discovery, but she’d risk losing the luxury and prestige of her new life without Etin. Either fate was unsuitable for a being of her blood. No, she’d commit an act far crueler. A punishment fit for a monster.
She moved quickly, knowing the guards patrolled the lower floors tonight. It had been a simple thing to bribe the commander of House Corid’s guards into altering their placement, having used Lanis’s key to reclaim a handful of coins from the treasury. Etin did owe her grandfather after all.
Escaping Etin had been more complicated. A tiny poison purchased from a trader by Lanis had been her solution. Not enough to kill him, of course, yet he’d remain in a deep sleep for several hours. If he awoke to find her missing, her revenge would slip from her fingers forever.
Sweet Lanis had held to his word, obeying her every command. He couldn’t possibly guess what she intended for tonight, yet he’d find out shortly. As she claimed the spiral staircase to his lonely tower high above the stronghold, a gift from Etin’s father, she couldn’t help but smirk.
Reaching the top, she quietly knocked upon the door, then once more when there was no answer. It finally parted as she readied for a third knock, meeting the utterly shocked expression of the slave when he saw her.
“My…my lady? What’re you-”
She cut him off as she shoved him inside, sealing the door behind them. With a click of the lock, she felt her pounding heart calm. “Speak softly, Lanis. There are none around to hear us, yet I’d rather be certain.”
Standing beside the door, nearly able to touch the large bed that took up the majority of the tiny room, he brushed the sleep from his eyes. He appeared just as he had during his waking hours, nude and locked in chastity. No relief could be found even in his private moments, it seemed, until tonight. “You shouldn’t be here. If the master found us, merely talking, he’d…we’d both be…”
She quieted him with a finger to his lips, smirking when she saw him blush at her touch. “Etin won’t discover us. I’ve made certain of that.”
“Then…why have you come?” He stepped back. She stepped forward.
“I’ve come for vengeance, sweet Lanis.” She pursed her lips in a pouty expression. “Won’t you assist me?”
He watched as she crossed to the large window. With no room for furniture, his only candle sat melted upon the windowsill. She concentrated, mustering her powers to ignite a tiny flame atop her fingertip. She lit the candle quickly, feeling dizzy from excursion as she ceased her power. Flame had always been harder for her to conjure than lightning. It passed quickly, allowing her to approach once more. “Vengeance?” he asked nervously. “My lady…what are you-”
“I merely want to ensure you can see me. All of me.” Unclasping her cloak, she allowed it to slide from her shoulders to the ground. She stood with her hands clasped behind her back, her perfect body entirely naked aside from her choker. “Etin certainly finds me desirable. Don’t you?”
Eyes wider than he thought possible, he couldn’t help but take in the sight of her, feeling his blood rushing. “I…you are…” He swallowed. “Of course…”
“Good boy.” She stepped closer, legs moving seductively as she chuckled. “Hatred is a curious thing, sweet Lanis. Like kindness, it can reveal certain…realizations.”
He nearly trembled as she pressed against him, feeling her chest brushing against his. A twitch of his cage spoke of his desire, a denied craving that burned at her presence. “My lady…please…it’s cruel to tempt me.”
“Oh? Ah, your chastity. What a cruel master my mate is, ever so jealous and paranoid. It’s only fitting that I’ve decided to give his suspicions validity.” She kept one hand behind her back as she reached down, cupping his testicles. “Does he ever let his poor little slaves cum?”
The question nearly made him burst in her hand, yet he managed to nod. “We…we are released every six moons…under close observation.”
She tilted her head. “Hmm, hardly a proper way to find release. Even as a slave, you’ve been kind to me, Lanis. I won’t forget that. If you were free of your cage…well, I’d repay your kindness until you screamed in pleasure.”
His manhood twitched in her hand, almost begging. “It’s…Etin has forbidden…”
A light squeeze of his testicles shut him up. “All the more reason to defy him. This monster murdered your former master and killed my…” She paused, requiring a moment to regain her composure with a smirk. “We’ll punish his cruelty. Together.”
As her hand ran up his chest, he felt as though he’d melt. Every instinct begged to proceed, yet how could he? “My lady…even if such a thing were possible…”
“Is it not? Ah, I nearly forgot about your cage. Well, I might have a solution to that.” She playfully presented the hand that was hidden behind her back, holding a clenched fist. “You offered me the truth. Now, I offer you something in return. I shall grant you a surprise, yet you must answer a question truthfully. If it were possible to…fuck me…this very moment, would you?”
Lanis hesitated, feeling her warm hand continuing to caress him. A perfect female stood before him, a temptress, coaxing his desires. Etin was his master, yet… “Yes…my lady. Etin…is a beast, a serpent. He deserves to face justice…though never will. Perhaps…there is little shame in my lust…”
“Oh, he’ll face justice, though he’ll never know it.” She slowly opened her hand to reveal a key. “Tell me, did you ever wonder where your master keeps the key to your cock? I can tell you. They’re all locked in a drawer beside our bed, protected by a key around his neck. Keys upon keys, and all have unlocked a fate I’ll now inflict upon him. It was simple to take it from his sleeping form, and now…” She offered the key. “I offer yours.”
Still she found a way to surprise him. “M…mine? My lady, if he discovers it missing, he’ll have no use for it, for he’ll take my manhood.”
“A gift only for tonight, Lanis. Shall we see if it works?” She reached down, sliding the key into the lock. A twist, a click, and Lanis inhaled a gasp. Slowly, she pulled the cage away, freeing his manhood after FAR too long. “Oh, it seems I’ve chosen well,” she said with a giggle, watching him hardening quickly at the sight of her. As large as her mate’s, it hung before her as she ran a finger down his shaft. “I’d say it’s quite worthy to fuck me.”
A groan escaped him at her touch, his erection throbbing freely. Months of frustrated denial had driven his lusts into a frenzy, feeling his legs quiver as he fought to control himself. “My lady…thank you.”
“I’ll only accept your gratitude when you’re inside me,” she said, caressing his cock with a teasing smile. A kiss upon his lips forced him to blush, before she moved to seductively lie down upon his bed. Her body bare, she slowly parted her legs, allowing him to see the flawless prize between her thighs. “Well? Shall we punish Etin? Shall we cuckold your master?”
The glorious view before him nearly forced a moan, hardly maintaining control. Moonlight mixed with the candlelight, dancing across her alluring body. He moved closer, daring to caress her nimble leg. Her ultra soft skin made him shutter with lust, mounting the bed to kneel between her legs.
“I’ve had no other, you know.” She reached down, running a finger between her delicate labia, perfect folds that waited for his cock. “I never believed a slave would claim my first. If they are lesser beings…perhaps you’re an exception.”
He touched her thigh softly, moving until his fingers brushed her lower lips. His manhood ached with a maddening need to enter her tantalizing body, desiring nothing else in the world. “My lady, I shall be gentle.”
She chuckled, already feeling herself growing wet at the thought of the cruel deed they were about to commit. She’d shame Etin without him ever knowing, and worse. “I’ve been assured that Vaidspawn feel little pain from the loss of their virginity. Come, Lanis. Steal Etin’s property.”
Heart pounding with anticipation, he pressed his tip to her labia, touching the sweet pedals of a flawless flower. His lust nearly consumed him as he pressed forward, sinking an inch inside her, then two, continuing until she gripped the bed sheets.
“Y…yes!” she said loudly, only to cover her lips as she moaned. Further he pressed forth, claiming her, making her a woman.
His cock felt as though it were pushing into pure bliss as pleasure erupted up his shaft. He trembled as he forced his way as deep as he could, managing to touch her cervix.
Her eyes fluttered back in pleasure, finally feeling a man exploring her deepest depths. She wanted to scream, holding back. Her family had preserved her virginity, and she had granted it to a mere slave.
Lanis was unable to resist, beginning to thrust immediately. Never had he felt a pleasure as divine, knowing he was inside the vagina of The God Emperor’s daughter. This gorgeous beauty was his, every thrust avenging his former master.
“Ooohhh Lanis…” She felt him atop her, spreading her legs as far as possible. “Fuck Etin’s mate…cuckold your master! Yes!”
As her voice rose, she fought to contain herself. None could hear them, yet a single curious guard would be their end. The danger coaxed her excitement, growing wetter with each thrust. Soon, she could contain the truth of her plans no longer, grinning viciously with lust. “Don’t…don’t pull out…”
Blue eyes meeting hers with shock, he moaned before finding the will to reply. “But you’re…you’re a…”
“Yes…a fertile little Vaidspawn. There’s no doubt you’ll get me…pregnant…on the first try…” she explained with glee. “Did you think I’d be satisfied…ahh…with a mere affair? I want Etin ruined…”
Despite his concern, his cock throbbed within her at the thought.
“I want him utterly cuckolded…his bloodline replaced with a slave’s without his knowledge…” She moved to lick Lanis’s neck with a primal lust. “I want him to raise your child…ahh…as his heir!”
A groan escaped Lanis. This was too far, yet his body burned with a consuming desire.
“You want that…don’t you?” She smirked, meeting his eyes, as blue as his master’s. “You want your bloodline on his throne…to fill my belly with your seed…”
“I…” He gritted his teeth as guilt flooded him. Was it wrong to commit such a deed, even against a monster?
Her hand crept to rest atop her belly. “You want to steal my womb…ahh…from your master. You want to mix with my divine blood…while his withers and dies off…”
Their holy ruler’s daughter was beneath him. Long had he resigned himself to a childless fate, locked in chastity. Now, he was offered the opportunity not only to continue his denied lineage, but to conceive a baby with the physical advantages granted to a Vaidspawn. Lanis felt as though he were in a dream, moaning despite his guilt.
“Breed me…” She kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste her. “Cuckold Etin…and make him raise your child as his own! Humiliate his ancestors!”
He watched her cover her mouth to block a loud moan as his hips rose and fell, driving his cock in and out of her excruciatingly tight vagina. His former master had always hated Etin, yet did that give Lanis the right to cuckold his son? Would he have wanted that? His cock begged him to breed, unable to resist his gorgeous new lover. “Forgive me…for I’ll avenge you…” he thought to himself.
“Oooohhh…Lanis…I want your baby! Not his! Yours!” she said, doing her best to remain quiet. She had grown wet enough to faintly hear each gushing slap of their interlocked loins, loving every second of her betrayal. “Get me pregnant! I’ll trick him! He’s going to…raise…your…” Her body seized as she orgasmed, trying to stifle her moan.
He felt her clenching around his cock, never knowing a vagina could feel so intense. Every second brought him closer to his own finish, enduring as long as his denied arousal could withstand.
Shaking as she recovered, she gasped in bliss. “Ooohhhh…Lanis…House Corid is yours…not Etin’s! Claim it! I’ll bear your child…Etin’s heir…and unlock you for a second baby…and a third…as many as you can put in me…”
Her words drove him into a frenzy, his hips pumping quickly.
“Breed me…with as many babies as we can conceive behind his back! I’ll make Etin…raise them all as his own!” She threw her head back in bliss. “Get me pregnant! Etin’s bloodline shall be wiped away forever! Cuckold him!”
Lanis felt as though he’d perish as pleasure consumed him, his mind enthralled. A fertile goddess begged for his children, leaving no possibility to resist. Every primal urge to breed screamed inside him, ready to steal another man’s woman.
“Grant…me…an…heir!”
Her words proved too much. An eruption of pleasure seized him, more intense than he believed he could endure. His hips pushed as deep inside as possible, flooding her fertile body with thick bursts of sperm that had been denied for FAR too long. Trembling, he struggled to breathe, his mind shattering until he released a long cry of ecstasy.
“Yes! Yes! I’m yours! I’m yours!” She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tightly as she gladly accepted the cum of another male. A deep euphoria washed through her, knowing Etin’s seed had been entirely defeated. As she touched the silver medallion of her choker, she allowed a single thought of her mother. “Justice…”
Lanis collapsed atop her, utterly spent. His mind continued to reel with the knowledge that he had finished inside the fertile mate of his master. A slave’s child would sit upon a Lord’s throne. Did he deserve such an honor? Was he worthy?
A gentle kiss from her sweet lips calmed his thoughts, two lovers remaining together as they enjoyed the afterglow of their infidelity. She moved to whisper into his ear, her voice that of a satisfied goddess.
“Good boy.”
15th of Iahta, 19 AVE.
Kingdom of Domexia, Miri.
“Look at those eyes!” Lord Etin said as he assessed his new heir.
Zosi held the boy to her young breasts, smiling. For months she had merely smiled. If Etin had known of her secret amusement that grew each day as her belly swelled, her head would be upon a spike. Instead, she had enjoyed her hidden pleasure in silence as her vengeance grew within her womb.
She looked at the tattoo upon her hand, an identical match to Etin’s that had been created during their marriage ritual. Oh, he had tried his best to impregnate her when the Sage officially sealed them as legal mates, yet his seed was too late. He had moaned and cried out in bliss, unaware that his favorite slave’s son was already in her belly. Zosi would never forget just how hard she had climaxed when Etin finished, believing his bloodline was assured when it had already ended.
Now, seated in the dining chamber to celebrate the birth of Etin’s heir, Zosi cradled the infant in her arms. His hair was black to match her own, a fitting shade to honor The God Emperor’s blood. Etin could find no suspicion there. His eyes, however…
“As blue as his father’s, my lord,” Zosi said as Etin studied the boy. It required every ounce of her will to contain a cruel laugh as he met the boy’s gaze, believing he saw his own blue eyes, yet unaware that he was looking into the eyes of his favorite slave.
“Perfection, my love. The boy shall make a worthy Lord,” Etin replied. “Yet a Lord requires a name.”
At his side, Lanis stood obediently, ready to serve the master he had betrayed. A temptation Zosi had long pondered came forth, a risk she was willing to take as she gestured to the slave. “What of the name Lanis, after your most loyal and dutiful slave? Long has he served your family faithfully. To honor such commitment would surely coax further loyalty from others beneath your command. Imagine, the benevolent Lord Etin, naming his heir after a beloved slave. Wouldn’t that please you?”
Appearing to consider her words, seeing her intoxicating expression, Etin finally nodded. “A wise point, my love. Very well.” He lifted his cup, inciting the other members of the feast to join him. “To the future Lord Lanis of House Corid!”
Cheers erupted from the crowd while Zosi allowed a quick glance at her secret lover. She caressed her son’s head with satisfaction, feeling the medallion at her neck. Perhaps tonight she’d make a second baby for Etin to call his own. If he ever found a reason to be suspicious, it’d be a simple thing to change the poison she had used to a lethal variety and remove him. Until then, she’d guide her little Lanis and prepare him for lordship. No longer would House Corid be inconsequential. No longer would they have to beg.
She raised her cup to join them. “For Lord Lanis!”
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