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This is Chapter 6, if you like it join my yahoo group to read more
installments. It is an ongoing project. Other features of my group
include photos and other details regarding my fictional world such as:
1) Map of the World
2) History of the Empire (just started now, but stay tuned for
additions)
3) Castes of the Empire (the different classes of women who serve
the empire)
4) Women of the Empire. A database of important women in the
empire. Check out the pictures as well as the database to learn
about Ziax's servants. I will be adding them routinely, and will
focus on women not yet revealed in stories. Keep in mind that many
of them come later in the story, but I think you'll enjoy this
additional glimpse into my perversions...
5) Leader of the Week: Weekly I will post pictures as well as a
brief bio about an important woman in the empire. These women will
be added to the database.
6) Victim of the Week: A weekly display of some of the least
important women, but women who are used for rape and pleasure and
then tossed aside. I hope you enjoy this glimpse into my sick mind.
Chapter 6: The Duchess
Backround: As the days passed, and the date of my challenge with the
Empress Cynthia grew closer, I grew in power. Thora's betrayal was
complete as I claimed her as my slave. She continued to bring
sacrifices before me. My room a top the temple became my chamber of
audience as women were brought before me to use as I pleased, to claim
in my quest for power. As for my ince princess, I took to keeping her
bound beside my throne, as a trophy of sorts. Forced to bear witness
to the violent raping of countless sacrifices, overcome countless
times by the intense sexual energies of the D'ala-Ki, she began to
change herself. Lately I could see that she was enjoying it when I
would make her watch me. Thora too had taken to using her and
training her.
Then as my confrotation with Cynthia grew nearer, Thora
arranged for a special test of my growing power. Not only did it turn
out that Nicole Kidman was a Sindaran, but she was one of power, and
in fact, Cynthia's sister. Recently she had left behind her earth
"vessel" entirely to exist within the Sindaran world. As the day was
approaching, Cynthia herself had been negotiating with her fellow
Sindaran royalty, attempting to gain their loyalty as the "Day of
Rebirth" approached. Nicole was one of the first approached, and
without wasting any time she sought to learn my whereabouts.
Recently she had been in touch with Thora about gaining access
to 'see the prisoner'. Thora and I both felt this would be a chance
for me to challenge a powerful Sindaran. In addition, if I could lay
claim to Nicole, and gain her loyalty and power Cynthia would have
little chance against me. Eagerly I awaited Nicole's audience with
me...
I sat back on my throne, my eyes closed, my mind intoxicated
with the power of the D'ala as the young initate who knelt before me
sucked hungrily at my cock. I tugged at her hair as I pushed my cock
deeper into her throat. One of Thora's personal student's she took it
in without a whimper, her mind and energy focused on pleasuring her
master. Yet another 'celebrity' clone, the petite black haired girl
was no more than fifteen or so, yet like her mistress, knew how to
pleasure me. Her tongue wagged wildly across the bottom of the shaft
as her lips hugged it tight, sucking upward to the tip, releasing it
with a 'pop' and then wagging her tongue across the cum hole, hungry
for her master's seed. As she licked my cock eagerly, her name came
to me... Emily... yes... Emily. Although, I couldn't really recall
where I knew her from. I did know however, that she sucked cock like
a professional whore.
As she continued to suck, faster and harder now, Sasha groaned
from her place on the wall. She hung there, by her wrists, night and
day, forced to watch the intense and sometimes horrible things that
took place in my chambers. She hung there, body aching, staring wide
eyed at the girl sucking me, eager for the wave of energy that came
with my orgasm.
The young, full lips of the girl wrapped around my shaft once
again and she slowly sucked my entire cock into her throat, gulping
hungrily, her tongue wagging as she savored the taste of my sex.
Faster she bobbed her head, her hair tight in my grip.
"That's it girl," I told her, "God I can't wait to fuck your
cunt. Pretty little virgin, we have something special planned for you
tho." Her eyes grew wide, her hunger grew deeper as she sucked like a
wild animal, feasting on my shaft. The feeling of her silky tongue
against my shaft grew more intense and the energy of her sex began to
flow into me as our sexual energies mingled and fucked one another
even as the slave sucked my cock. Sasha moaned deeply from her place
to the side of the throne, and even the two guards who stood unmoving
to either side of the entry door twitched slightly as the energy grew.
Just as my orgasm approached the door knocker gonged twice. My
mind was flooded with the D'ala-Ki, I was intoxicated with the oral
sex the slave girl was providing for me, Emily's mouth sucking wildly
at my throbbing, pulsating shaft. I raised a hand to indicate to the
guards to wait, I would not have this moment disturbed.
I yelled out wildly as my cum filled Emily's mouth, feeding
her my hot juices, my seed flowing into her body. Her energy was
changed and reshaped by the powerful seed, her eyes rolling back in
her head as she drank it all. Not a drop was missed, I noted with
approval. Slowly my mind returned to the present, clearer and more
powerful. As Emily picked herself up and moved to kneel beside the
throne, I gestured to the guards (who had clearly been thrown into
their own orgasms by the energy wave) to open the door. I had been
expecting the Duchess, and Thora and I had planned on this blowjob to
coincide with her arrival. I was sure that Nicole had sensed the
power of my sex through the door. She was expecting to find me a
prisoner, she would find something very different.
I waited in anticipation as the doors were opened; I wasn't
sure what I was about to see. I was not disappointed, nor was I
entirely prepared. The sexual energy of the Duchess was powerful and
focused. She strode into the chamber with confidence, even though I
was sure she was already confused at what she was seeing. There was
no helpless male toy here, no prisoner, instead there was a male
clearly in dominance, with a power she could feel. Yet, she walked
into the room in complete control, and with complete confidence.
Nicole, although much smaller than my new form, was tall. At
close to 6', she stood nearly a head above Thora who entered beside
her. Wave after wave of curly red hair surrounded her face and fell
about her neck and shoulders. Her face was delicate, but well shaped,
with piercing blue eyes that eminated power and sex. Yet, I could
sense a deep hunger for more, much as I felt from Cynthia. Her body
was beautifully shaped with well formed breasts that were visible
through her low cut gown. The skirts of the black satin gown fell to
the floor and swept about her ankles as she entered, through a slit up
the side of the skirt you could catch a gimplse of her long, lean,
powerful, well shaped legs. Her curls bounced as she gazed about the
room, catching note of Sasha chained to the wall, and Emily at her
place beside the throne before her eyes fell upon me.
The power was almost overwhelming as our gaze met. Had I not
been prepared for her assault, I'd have submitted to her in that
moment. Yet, I did not give in, and the lustful gaze I returned only
served to confirm her suspicions upon walking in, yet she still did
not appear to waver. She strode forward to stand before my throne.
She turned to Thora as the dark haired actress walked up the steps and
stood beside my throne.
"I never would have thought you capable of such deception Lady
Thora," Nicole said calmly, "clearly you've done far more than keep
the prisoner safe. I don't think our Empress would have ever
suspected you of such betrayal."
"You and I both know she is wrong about the prophecy," Thora
told her, "this is the Lord Ziax, our saviour. I have given myself to
him, as have many others. As will you, and eventually our Empress.
The prophecy cannot be stopped, his power is complete, and his
domination is inevitable." My body tingled as she spoke, her words
bringing confidence, and reminding me of the power I had gained. I
had always wanted this woman, as I watched her in movies, etc.. Thora
had reminded me however not to mention or to focus on that, this was
not that same woman. She looked like her, she bore her name, she was
birthed in that image, but she was Sindaran through and through.
Unlike Sasha who required conversion through my seed, the Duchess was
born Sindaran. For ages she had existed here, her power and rule
unquestioned.
"Duchess," I told her, "surely you can see and sense that you
have no option but to submit to me. I have no desire to destroy you,
or any Sindaran, I am here to help save you..."
"I need no saving male!" she shot back, "I was born of the
D'ala-Ki ages ago, I am not that weak earth slut you take me for. She
is a shell, a clone, left behind to fill my place. I have become
powerful in this world and will not submit to you."
"Will you submit to the Carellians? How about the Bandit
Caretells? Perhaps when the armies of the Hamilton Empire come...
perhaps then you will submit. For you and I both know that power of
the Sindaran is failing, the D'ala-Ki is becoming deplenished."
"And we will replenish it when the Empress devours your soul,"
Nicole argued, "I will never submit to any man, nor will my sister. It
is you who are making the mistake." She gestured to Emily and Sasha,
"you think raping this pathetic earth women, empty of any Sindaran
soul makes you powerful?"
"It is because I can give them such a soul," I told her
quietly, "that I am powerful. I am here to save your people, and I
will have your loyalty, either willingly, or by force."
"You can't rape me weakling," she told me as my guards
approached from behind, and Thora walked down to meet her.
"On the contrary girl," I told her, "I can, and will. You are
in my chambers now, there is no escape. Nicole turned around and saw
the guards, they had moved a large oak rape table into the center of
the room. She saw Thora approaching, the guards with their shock
batons. She sensed that the energy of the room would prevent her from
escaping this place, but still she remained in control. Before the
guards could touch her, she walked confidently, defiantly over to the
table and bent over it slowly, smiling as she tossed back her hair.
She gripped the leather straps that were made to hold her in place and
smiled back at me from the table.
"So be it 'my lord'," she said mockingly, wiggling her ass as
she lay there bent over, "let's see if you can take this. I will
destroy you." She grunted and continued to stare at me with
confidence as the guards strapped her to the table. I then gestured
for them to step away as I stood and strode down the dais to the table
where she lay. I walked to stand where her head lay, at one end of
the table, her arms stretched out to either side, strapped to the
table surface. Taking her head by the hair I pulled it back, forcing
her to arch her neck, and strain her back to give to my pulling. I
could feel her power even as I held her by the hair. She smiled as I
held her hair tightly, looking me straight in the eye as I twisted her
hair in my hand. "That's it boy," she grinned, "hurt me. Hurt your
new mistress. Dare you put your weak little cock in my powerful
cunt?" I grabbed a ball gag and shoved it into her mouth, tying it
around the back of her head. It was time to give this insolent bitch
what she deserved.
"That's enough out of you whore," I told her as I yanked her
head back harder, that time she responded with a scream or yell,
muffled through the gag. "That's better," I motioned for one of my
attendants and she stepped forward with a studded collar which I had
placed around her neck. "Leave us," I told the attendants, "all of
you." Turning to Thora I added, "that includes you girl." At first I
think Thora went to protest, but she saw that I was serious, and
sensed that I would make her regret it if she defied me. Quietly she
bowed her head and stepped from the room, within moments I was alone
with the Duchess. "That's better", I said as I stood behind the slut,
with her hair tight in my hand. My free hand slowly slid up her long,
lean leg, caressing her thigh, and eventually her ass as I slid my
hand under her long skirts. Roughly, I hiked the skirts up around her
waist. She began to struggle against the bonds, but a single hard
pull of her hair calmed her down. I could see her rapid breathing,
she was afraid now, finally she sensed the power she faced and she was
worried. Still I could feel her hatred and I could feel her projected
will, bent on dominating mine. Her mind reached out to me, filling me
with images of wild fucking at her command. My body spread out, the
redhead's lean form riding me, slamming up against my cunt. "Not
bad," I told her, "but I can imagine much worse..." I closed my eyes
as I held her hair and imagined my thick cock ramming into her, her
body broken and sore, her mind destroyed. As she shared in my vision
she trembled slightly, but I didn't stop. I continued to imagine my
throbbing wild shaft tearing through her body, filling her, possessing
her. My grip tightening on her hair, her neck about to snap I forced
her to imagine her body brutally raped, destroyed by my intense
fucking. "That's better," I told her, "I can mind fuck you to death
you pathetic slut!" I slammed my free hand down hard on her ass: once,
thwice, three times. I then let go of her hair, her head slammed
forward into the table as I released her. I spanked her again and
leaned over the table. She groaned and turned her head as she lie
there, helpless and already broken. This was too easy I laughed to
myself.
"Your stupid whore tricks don't impress me girl," I told her,
"go ahead and mind fuck me, try your silly domination, I much prefer
to rape your cunt for real." She groaned and shook in the bonds, head
shifting back and forth in delirium as I ran my hand up and down her
thigh, my mind focused on my image of raping her, her body shaking as
she felt her mind invaded by my shaft, thick and throbbing, feeling
ever inch of my cock before I ever even penetrated her.
"You will call me master girl," I told her as she shook her
head in protest, "just as Thora does, and Kata, and my guardians, as
do hundreds others already. You will bow to me as your sister will
when she tried to claim me as he toy and destroy me. I will rape her
and torture her until she begs me to end her life, until she give
herself to me completely." I closed my eyes and imagined the powerful
body of Cynthia layed out before me, helpless I lay on top of her, my
throbbing cock slamming deep inside. I imagined Cynthia's body
broken, her mind destroyed as she lie there helpless, no longer able
to put up a fight. Nicole groaned as I shared the image with her,
clearly excited and frightened at the same time. "Yes girl, that is
her fate, and yours as well. You can choose how much you are going to
resist."
I walked to stand behind her as I pulled my throbbing, now
aching cock from my pants, already wet with precum. Nicole moaned as
she felt the power of my cock unleashed in the room, and she writhed
as I ran the wet tip up her bare thigh to tease her cunt. Her body
was screaming for the cock, begging for it to drive into her even as
her mind and her soul wanted to resist. The cock was huge, even for
her powerful cunt, and she was scared.
Without warning I slammed into her deep and hard, burying my
shaft the full length into the helpless duchess, her read hair a
tangle in her face she writhed and screamed, screams that were muffled
by her gag. The energy she of her fear and suffering were quite
powerful, and I closed my eyes and absorbed what I could of her power
as she lie before me with my cock pressing deep against her cervix.
Then I slowly withdrew and slammed into her deep and hard, tearing
through her cunt with a powerful, deliberate thrust, her body shook
with the impact as I crushed her against the table. My cock throbbed
wildly against her cunt walls, the energy intoxicating her as well as
hurting her, my own mind spinning with the high of fucking and raping
such a powerful Sindaran. Powerful waves of pleasure and electrical
like energy shot through my body, forcing me to close my eyes and
causing my whole body to spasm as I stood there with my cock deep
within the redhaired Sindaran. "God Nicole," I told her, "such a
powerful little slut, so easy to tame, I can't wait to rape your
sister. Soon you will beg me for my attentions whore!" I slammed into
her again, ramming my cock as hard as I possible could, driving it
deeper with every thrust, her cunt sore from the raping as my
powerful, rigid shaft invaded her helpless pussy.
Her grunting, moaning, and whimpering merely served to get me
more excited as my rigid shaft penetrated deeper and harder into
Nicole's cunt, crushing her body against the rape table. Her power
was still evident, as each penetration was met with a powerful almost
electric energy. At times, she would try to gain control, to squeeze
her pussy down on my cock, or to overwhelm me with her sexual energy,
but it was futile. I was so intoxicated by her power that her
attempts only served to drive me deeper into my sex-crazed state. I
was fucking the duchess like a wild animal, yet in control enough to
focus on making her power mine, absorbing it, turning it against her.
I lost all track of time as I raped the powerful woman, now helpless.
I now focused on penetrating her mind and soul, raping her spiritually
as well as physically. Her mind, despite my violent breaking of her
body, was still quite powerful and she fought to resist me.
"There is no use whore," I told her, yanking her head back by
her hair once again, "you can resist, and I will only rape you again,
and again, raping your body and soul until finally you do break, or
die in the process." She moaned as I taunted her, her body beginning
to shake as she began to cum.
It was the most intense experience I had thus far, when she
came her entire power, all of her Sindaran spirit was layed open to
me. The energy was like an intense fire, running through my throbbing
shaft, up my body, overwhelming my mind. I thought that I would
nearly be destroyed by the sexual fire. Yet as Nicole's body thrashed
and spasmed around my cock it was clear she was not in control of it
either, the last thing she wanted was to be layed open so bare, to
have her soul fucked and raped by me. I became encouraged and began
to ram into her again and again, even as she came. I fucked and raped
her soul, making her energy mine, sucking power from her and growing
in power myself. For what seemed like hours she came, shaking and
writhing in a fit of sexual power. I nearly lost conciousness several
times, but I managed to stay in control, her hair still tight in my
hand. I was surprised I had not snapped her neck in my sexually
intoxicated state. Yet it now dawned on my the power I had, and how I
would defeat her. I focused further on controlling her power and
energy until I had taken it all into myself and made it mine.
Now as her cumming had subsided she lie there, breathing
rapidly, clearly overwhelmed by the fucking she had received. It was
clear she had never lost control of her body and mind like that
before. Meanwhile my cock throbbed with power inside her, burning her
from within with the intense heat of my power mingled with hers. I
removed the gag from her mouth and pushed her sweat-matted hair from
her face. She whimpered as I thrust against her again.
"I've taken your power from you girl," I told her, "all of it.
Your soul has no energy, it is empty now."
"I can't...." she whispered, "... survive." She moaned and
writhed on the table, her body limp and helpless.
"No," I told her, "no you can't. Unless I give you my seed
and restore your life to you."
"Please..." she whimpered.
"Yes," I smiled as I grew more excitied, "that's it, beg for
my seed. Call me your master."
"No..." she groaned.
"Then you will die," I slammed into her again, "I will rape
you until you are dead and then cum in your lifeless body." I rammed
deeper and harder into her, slamming wildly into the now truly
helpless cunt. "Beg you slut!" I yelled at her, yet she showed no
sign of giving in, "call me your master!" I wildly rammed deeper and
harder into her wild cunt, fucking her as her life ebbed from her. She
was too weak now to beg or speak for anything, and would die without
my energy, but I didn't care, I fucked her wildly. I was excited and
enticed by the thought of fucking such a powerful whore to death.
Again and again I slammed into her, her body now entirely limp and
helpless, shaking with each thrust but otherwise unmoving. There was
yet another burst of energy as the last of her energy was unleashed
into me, and her body lay limp and unmoving. I had fucked this
powerful whore, the Duchess Nicole, until she was a lifeless shell. It
was too much for me, too powerful, too exciting, unable to control the
intense feeling of power, I came into her filling the shell with my
seed. My hot cum shot into her, seeping into her body, filling her
cunt, entering her blood. At the same time I unleashed part of the
energy I had taken from her back into her body, I came inside her,
both physically and spiritually. The spiritual cum sent a shock
through her body, the seed reviving her as I watched wide-eyed as she
shook and began to breath again, gasping for air. I came harder,
filling her with hot powerful seed, making her my slut for sure as I
brought her back to life.
"Yes my pet," I told her, "that's it. I have chosen to let
you live."
"My master," she gave in, "I am yours." I pulled my cock out
of her and walked back to my throne, to watch her lie there helpless.
With a ring of my bell, Thora came forth with two of her attendants.
As usual, they were visibly shaken, I had no doubt that the power and
energy of what happened here had been felt by them.
"Yes you are my pet," I told her, "and soon your sister will
be mine as well." I gestured for Thora to release the duchess as I
took a glass of wine from one of the slaves. "Thora, take the Duchess
here to a room, she will be our guest for now." With that Nicole
bowed to me and followed Thora from the room. Meanwhile I took the
salve Emily and pushed her to the ground before me and got ready for
another blow job.