The Conquerors bloodline

Mez slid off of Parc's cock, falling back off his lap until she crashed to the floor before him. Her stomach just slightly bulging while a Parc's semen gushed out of her snatch from the three merciless creampies he gave her over the last thirty minutes.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, frothing at the mouth, twitching every few seconds sending another spurt of seed from her pussy coating the floor in a thick smattering of white.

Parc leaned forwards, resting his arms atop his knees looking down at the woman he'd so thoroughly torn confidence from. A wide grin plastered on his face while his still erect member twitched in its veined glory.

It didn't take long for Mez to thoroughly regret her life choices. By the second time she was already crying out for Suzuka to save her. Albeit in almost illegible babbling as she was too racked with pleasure to formulate words properly.

Parc rolled his eyes down to Mez's groin, smirking at the sight of the small pale-yellow gemstone now sticking out against the backdrop of her bronze skin.

"Well that wasn't very difficult," Parc cracked his neck, pushing himself to his feet, raising his gaze to fall onto the murky eyed and red face Suzuka. Nearly her entire chest covered in a thin gloss of her own juices. Apparently having taken an amount of pleasure from watching Parc forget about her to focus entirely on decimating Mez's sanity.

It made her feel so pathetic, like she wasn't wanted. Like she was the third wheel in Mez and Parc's session. She was just the observer while they were the players. She could only imagine herself in Mez's position.

How good would it feel being so thoroughly broken?

What were Parc's irrefutable orders like?contemporary romance

Would he steal her body from her like he had done to Mez?

Steal whatever autonomy she had in the body she had spent her entire life training to be able to control every aspect of?

Such an enticing thought. It made her desire his control even more. To be bullied by him, to have her body abused and converted into a sleeve only for him to serve his lust.

In her haze she could just barely comprehend Parc's slow thudding footsteps as he arrived in front of her. The pants he'd had half on while he did Mez now tossed to the side. His cock, layered in semen and Mez's juices just millimetres away from her lips.

The powerful stench it released rushing into Suzuka's nose, stroking against every bit of olfactory hairs she had in her body causing her to automatically push her head forwards and kiss the engorged bell. Tasting the sticky male milk on it. The taste of which she could only call the best thing she ever tasted.

Parc didn't need to say or do anything as Mez pushed her upside-down body against the restraints keeping her arms locked firmly pointing to the ground and keeping her suspended from the ceiling. Pushing the tip of his cock into her mouth, locking her lips around it so she could for a vacuum and suck off all the delectable juices stuck to it.

Parc letting out a soft grunt as her tongue rolled and stroked the sensitive head with her tongue. Not noticing that the metal latch of the door was letting out low snaps and cracks as it grew a layer of frost over it, soon shattering to pieces, the door soon pushing open while he was to busy gripping the back of Suzuka's neck, pushing himself deeper into the slimy walls of her throat. Suzuka making use of her bodily control to make her tongue grow longer and coil around every inch of his shaft, squeezing and twisting as if to milk him of a new spurt of his seed like he was a dairy cow.

"Darling," the room suddenly grew several degrees colder, the window immediately growing spectacles of snowflakes as it froze over. "Do explain to me why you are wasting your time on these curs?"

Parc tilted his head towards the doorway to see Esdeath standing in the frame of it. Arms crossed with slit eyes, the fingers of her right-hand rapping against her elbows. From besides her he could just see two dark eyes peaking over the door frame with a soft, almost happy glisten to them.

"These two thought they could try to do me and kill me," he answered, "wasn't very difficult flipping the tables," he answered with his cock buried to the hilt in Suzuka's throat. Something all to noticeable from the pronounced bulge of her neck formed through her more elastic and taught pulled skin.

A single brow rose on Esdeath as she glanced towards Mez, her legs wide open leaking out a thick stream of semen just above where she could see a circular gemstone. "I see, and you didn't kill them why?"

Parc laughed, "you think I'm going to say no to two women offering themselves on platters to me?" He released Suzuka's head, pulling his shaft from her throat letting the bulge flatten out while dragging her snake like tongue from her mouth, it unwilling to let go of him, trying to drag him back in.

Bringing his hand down, Parc gave a rough slap to Suzuka's cheek—nothing that would truly hurt her, but it would certainly leave a slight redness to her cheek for a minute or two, "let go of me." He ordered. He knew he didn't need any mind control with this woman, she was all to willing to accede to whatever he ordered of her with little argument or resistance or questioning on her part.

When he was completely out of her, Parc quickly looked to her face now so covered in bubbles of slobber it was difficult to see the misty look in her eyes.

"Yes. I am your wife and only I should be treated as such. Not some inane brats of Honest."

"Masters the one who decides that," Kurome pushed into the room behind Esdeath, giddily skipping towards the hanging Suzuka, walking around her body poking and prodding the various different parts of the womans body before wrapping her arms around Parc, giving him a small hug and sniff. Refilling her reserves of masters scent before releasing him. "and he chose to treat these two." Kurome faced Esdeath from Parc's side with a smug smile.

Esdeath scowled, eyes narrowing to slits, "that changes nothing hound. Darling is my husband." She argued, Kurome just lifted her hand up wiggling the ring on her finger refuting her in one.

"I'm masters wife. You're a mistress." Kurome giggled, leaning into Parc's hand as he pat her head, whining as he stroked down the back of her head. Helplessly smiling at the two women who always seemed at each other's throats nowadays.

"No. I am darlings wife!" Esdeath stomped towards Kurome, stopping on the opposite side of Parc standing face to face with Kurome, face red in rage.

As much as Parc enjoyed watching these two bicker back and forth, he had other matters to attend to. Such as the woman who was trying to push her head closer to Parc's erection.

"Kurome, Esdeath, I think that's enough," he chuckled hooking an arm around each of them, abruptly tugging them close to him. "It's rude to leave a guest, wouldn't you agree."

Three sets of eyes wandered down to the muddled face of Suzuka. Esdeath frowning at the sight while Kurome immediately went into action, giving Parc a short response of, "mnn! I'll prepare her for you master!" Excitedly dropping to her knees grabbing Suzuka's cheeks and forcing their lips together. Tongues interweaving getting Suzuka's eyes to flicker even as she used the control of her tongue to go against Kurome who barely seemed to react to it. Only reason being that the only person she would ever let make her body react like that being her master, Parc. Not another of his mistresses.

"And you?" Parc whispered gripping a handful of Esdeath's panty covered ass beneath her skirt.

"I am not going to degrade myself to pleasuring some whorish woman, darling." Esdeath hmphed sending a derisive glare to Suzuka and Kurome.

Rolling his eyes, Parc let out a chuckle, clenching his left fist to get his chains to suddenly unfurl from both Suzuka's arms and leg, swiftly rushing back into their dimensional pocket letting Suzuka crash to the floor, floundering onto her back. Parting from Kurome's lips for a literal second before Kurome leaned over her and continued her oral assault.

"Kurome," he called out to his puppy getting her to pull away from Suzuka long enough to look up to him and see him nod his head towards Suzuka. A subtle indication that there was somewhere else she could be taking care of.

Kurome hummed to herself, giving him a bright smile and nod, quickly crawling around Suzuka's shivering body. Kneeling herself in the gap between the woman's opened legs where she stretched the hem of her pants and pulled them down and off, retaking her place between Suzuka's legs. Eyeing the thick, frizzy black push matted by her fluids exuding from her puffy vagina.

Kurome licked her lips, wetting them before lowering her head down, latching her opened mouth around Suzuka's slit, pushing her tongue in as deep as it could. Lapping up the musky nectar with a happy smile on her undulating lips.

Parc watched her for a bit. Kurome had become so corrupted by him that she was actively trying to get other girls to fall to him. Honestly it was getting to the point where he was fearing she may just start a cult revolving around him. Which would be… 'interesting' to say the least.

As Suzuka let out a soft, sensual moan, Parc leaned into Esdeath's ear, whispering, "why don't you let her pleasure you then?" his other hand wandering over the slight bump of her belly that had slowly been getting more noticeable over the passing week.

Esdeath scowled down at Suzuka, the act of which causing her to arch her back and climax, sending a spurt of her nectar into a wide eyed Kurome whose lips simply latched down tight, swallowing each and every drop. Only separating to catch her breath before returning to her cunnilingus.

Esdeath's expression soon contorted to that of disgust, "I do not wish to sully my body with this… 'pig.'" She hissed, Suzuka shivering, loving the audible degradation being sent her way.

"Aww," Parc teased hiking her skirt up and burrowing his hands into the the silken panties she was wearing, feeling a sticky moistness in them. "Don't be like that. Don't you think you need to show her where she belongs in the hierarchy?" he whispered stroking Esdeath's slit back and forth, getting soft pants from her.

Her eyes sharpened, contemplating Parc's words. "I do suppose I should teach this cur her place." She acquiesced getting Parc to remove his hand from her crotch so she could pull up her skirt and hook her thumps around the straps of her panties, lowering them down so she could step out of them one leg after the other. Holding them out to Parc on one finger.

Snorting he took them from her hand, shaking his head as he watched Esdeath take position above Suzuka's head. A cruel grin on her face as several small, white droplets trickled out of her pussy onto Suzuka's face.

Esdeath slowly lowered herself onto her knees, keeping legs extended enough that Suzuka could stare murkily up at the pink lips, pale blue fur and cream dripping from Esdeath's snatch.

Now in position Esdeath dropped her hips down, parting her pussy on Suzuka's face, burying the woman beneath her skirt, uttering, "clean it." In her usual dominatrix tone she used to use when she was trying to best Parc in their game of 'who is on top.'

He could just hear a soft soft squish while Esdeath rocked her hips back and forth in tandem with the feeling of Suzuka's tongue lapping at her creamy hole.

All whilst this was happening, Parc's erection had only been growing ever more painful. "Master!" Kurome called for him, attracting his attention. "I've prepared the hole for you," she smiled bright as she spun around to straddle Suzuka's belly bringing her back to back with Esdeath. Waiting until Parc had wandered around to Suzuka's wide opened legs.

Kurome gave him another wide smile, her hands pressing into Suzuka's labia, pulling them open for him. A thing she seemed to enjoy presenting to him, "please use her."

Oh, he was planning to.

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