The Lord of Lust - 13 years After the Fall
"Any minute now," Raddrick whispered on his Throne of Flesh. The time of the Prophecy was imminent, and the dark Lord of Lust was waiting for his fated duel with the Chosen of the Goddess in his floating castle.
An hour ago, he received reports that an airship had landed inside the courtyard of the labyrinthine giant palace, and that he was making his way towards him. Instead of wasting men on warriors who evidently managed to go through everything he had thrown at them beforehand, Raddrick instructed his troops to separate the Chosen from his companions and let him reach the throne room, where the demon lord waited with the rest of his court.
The doors on the other side of the room opened. All the Orcs, Satyrs, Incubi, and other representatives of sentient demonic species, who formed the court of the Lord of Lust, turned towards the incoming menace. A murmur of fright was diffusing through the crowd of courtesans. But Raddrick smiled. Either his plan would work or he would be banished back to his circle of hell for another millennia, only to try again; it was a win-win situation for him. The demon lord stood up from the assemblage of bound sex slaves which formed his Throne of Flesh. He could hear a soft sigh of relief coming from somewhere in the seat. But punishment will have to wait.
The Lord of Lust was massive. His charcoal-black, reptilian body towering over everyone in the room. His large tail left its custom tail-rest and swung slowly behind him in anticipation. "Welcome to my court, my dear Chosen!" Raddrick announced proudly to the newcomer.
The reports and the prophecy were not mistaken. Born as the world falls, a child shall rise. Chosen by the Goddess, he shall ascend and repel the Lord in front of his Throne of Flesh. A teenage lion cub walked into the room. The contrast between his attitude and his size was almost comical. He advanced proudly, his burgeoning mane flowing on the top of his head. He wore the Goddess' Garb. An assembly of white straps of textile held together by ivory and gold pins and bangles; his modesty protected by a jockstrap which did nothing to cover the bulge of his juvenile package. Despite the flimsiness of his attire, the kid was the most covered in the whole room. The only things that the demons were wearing, including Raddrick, were jewels and other kind of accessories, and were proudly exposing their lower bodies to the world, whether they were male, female and in-between. The Lord himself had nothing to show but a lizard-like genital slit, but every member of his court knew of the monster which rested patiently within. "Dark Lord, you are finished!", the feline announced in a still childlike voice, pulling out his sword and pointing it towards Raddrick. "Today I, Lian, shall send you back from whence you came."
The reptile grinned when he heard these words. That's what the prophecy told, alright. But there was another, dark prophecy, one that only the denizens of Hell knew. Born as the world falls, a child shall rise. Chosen by the Goddess, he shall ascend and repel the Lord in front of his Throne of Flesh. Five times he will do so, and as many eons shall pass. The Cursed Number and the Gift of Seed shall bring forth triumph, and a cursed eon shall be his reign. The words were rather obscure, but every hellion worth his salt knew that the mentioned number was six, and today marked his sixth battle with a Chosen. And he knew what the "Gift of Seed" was, for having done it countless times, before. This shall be fun, Raddrick thought as he licked his chops. "Well met, Lian," he answered politely. "Unfortunately, your efforts have been in vain. You fight a losing war, as all you do is barring your kin from the carnal pleasures for a mere single millennium." "And another millennium shall pass without your minions pillaging and raping the kingdom," Lian growled back. "You use such nasty words," the Lord chuckled. "You suffer because you resist the lust which resides within every living thing. If you were to know the pleasures I can offer, you would see this matter my way." "I-I will never succumb to your trickery!" the little feline protested. But Raddrick immediately noticed the hesitation in his voice. This one can be turned, he thought. "Will you?" he retorted in a mocking tone. "I know what you are thinking, deep inside of you. About you and your dear, dear friend." "Marek?" Lian reacted. "L-Leave my friend out of this." His arch-nemesis mentally congratulated himself.Touche~, he sang in his head. A man's man, huh? No wonder I have this feeling when I try to read his heart: this kid is a bag of sexual issues. Raddrick began laughing. He laughed, and laughed, like a child in front of a toy that he desperately wanted. The reptilian demon flexed his large back. A dozen of thick, and malleable tentacles grew from the mass of black flesh, and began to wag here and there, like the snake-hairs of a medusa. "Poor little child!" the Lord of Lust roared. "You have been repressed your whole, short life! Chained, to do the bidding of a deity who never fought her battles herself!" Lian felt uneasy, and put up his guard, while Raddrick walked down the stairs leading to his throne in an intimidating stroll. "I will break you," he announced the teenager. "Then I will break these chains of yours, and you shall thank and worship me for the rest of your life!" "Never!" the Chosen roared as he lost his countenance and charged forward.
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"From a warrior to another: this was pathetic," Raddrick taunted Lian, as the lion cub struggled in the bondage of his tentacles. But he knew why he curb-stomped the boy in such a manner: he had planted the seed of doubt. He kept taunting the Chosen during the whole fight: "Why do you fight? You and Marek would be so happy, living together under my rule!", "Why choosing the way of pain and futility? Is Marek's life worth it?", or even "Look at you! You love him, yet you cannot tell him because of her!" It worked disturbingly well. Since the powers of the boy relied on his faith and his chastity, they waned, sucked out by the impure thoughts and pent-up grievances that the thirteen-year old had kept in his heart since the start of his adventure. The crimson eyes of the demon gazed at his defeated opponent. His precious clothes had been reduced to tatters, the flailing of the tentacles left him bruised everywhere, but his blue eyes did not flinch a single instant and were returning his gaze. "What are you waiting for?" Lian asked. "Kill me." "Kill you?" Raddrick repeated, genuinely shocked. "Now, now, my dear Chosen, that is not how I do things. What I meant by "breaking you" is completely different. You know my title, right?" Lian's eyes narrowed in anxiety. "Yes, you do."
The demon lord pulled the cub at him and forcibly kissed him, slipping his big tongue inside the boy's maw and exploring the inside. Lian tried to react but Raddrick closed his massive arms and pressed him against his chest in a bear hug. The teenager tried to react, but his words were garbled by the forceful french-kissing: "Mmro! Mmmf *kss* Mmf. *Slp*" His small legs flailed about, trying to find purchase around the large hips of the demon. In the meantime, the court, which had taken refuge at the corners of the room, came back around the inter-locked pair. Cat-calls and dirty words rose quickly around them: "Heh heh, look at him squirm." "We'll make a slut out of you!" "Go, lord Raddrick. Make him your bitch!" Amused, the Lord of Lust broke the kiss for a few moments to taunt his toy some more: "You will have the privilege of being deflowered by the Lord of Lust himself, and in front of his whole court, no less. You truly are blessed, my little pussycat." Tears of humiliation appeared on Lian's face. "N-no," he sobbed. He tried to plead, but Raddrick quiet him down again "I don't w-mmm!" Playing with his prey, Raddrick pushed his tongue the furthest he could, before pulling back when Lian began to gag. He did this for some time, during which one of his hands descended on that firm feline butt and gave it a few squeezes, eliciting groans from its owner. Suddenly, Raddrick noticed something. He broke the kiss again, leaving Lian panting and sobbing, before licking him around the neck and behind the ears, making the cub twitch. "Sensitive, are we?" the demon grinned. But that was not the statement he wanted to make. He approached his mouth next to the feline's ears, taking the chance to give it a small leak, and he whispered. An almost accusatory whisper: "You know, despite your sobs and your squirming, something deep inside you is flowing back, little by little." "What are you saying?" Lian asked. "You. Are. Hard," Raddrick pointed out, pondering each word. The feeling of the little body, pressed against his muscled chest, shaking down to the core, excited him like nothing else had, and something else began to harden as well.
And it rose, proudly, from his slit. As long and thick as a mortal's forearm, it was as black as the skin of the demon, and coated in a naturally produced lube. It grew and grew, until it slipped between Lian's tummy and Raddrick's chest. "Since this is your first, let us use something 'classic'," the demon purred. Being a Lord, he could morph certain parts of his body at will, and his genitals were part of these. He could change the shape of his organ, or even change his gender completely, and often did so when a man was refusing his normal advances. For now, his penis took the mushroom-like, tubular shape most commonly found in mortals."Are you ready to get things started?" he teased the boy in his grasp. Shaken, but still fighting, Lian spat in Raddrick's face and simply said: "Go to Hell."
The massive black creature sighed. He wanted to go easy on the boy, but he could not ignore such an affront in front of his whole court. The tentacles took hold of him again, and lifted him high above the ground. They coiled all around him like snakes, pulling his legs together and his arms against his body, circling around his neck and chest and then: "Ack! Kkk! Rkk!" The flexible limbs squeezed as tight as they could. All the demons watched as Lian twisted around like a worm, desperately reaching for air. But Raddrick kept constricting the teenage cub. "Not so proud now, are you?" Raddrick asked his prey. "Pkk... Ack..." the boy, could only retort, his air lacking. Raddrick could kill the runt here and now, but he had other plans. The tentacles guided down the smaller body head-first towards their owner's crotch, until the tip of his cock was only a few centimeters away from the mouth of the insolent brat. They relaxed, letting Lian take some breaths, before what comes next. The feline knew what it was, and he began to whine once again: "Oh Goddess..." "Let us clean this insolent mouth of yours, boy," The Lord of Lust announced, before pressing Lian's mouth against his penis. "No-ggg!" was the last intelligible word that the boy spoke before the massive slab of demonic flesh slid down his mouth, then his throat. A quatuor of tentacles held Lian's limbs, while Raddrick's large hands played with the exposed crotch of the fallen hero. "Mmm, that feels nice," the reptile groaned. "Is that your stomach I'm feeling, boy?" "Ggk!" "Thought so. " Grinning, Raddrick pumped his hips, using the boy's body to his limits. He still had the presence of thought to give the boy short pauses, letting his fat cock rest against the lion's face while the feline coughed out balls of saliva, demonic pre and bile mixed together on the floor, before plunging in again. At the same time, he unfurled his tongue, extending it like one of his tentacles, before harassing Lian's butt hole with it. He made a few passes at the tight ring of muscles, loosening it up before plunging inside. This made Lian squeal loudly around the demon cock buried in his gullet. Raddrick appreciated the sensation and began to explore every nook and cranny of the former Chosen with his tongue.
After ten minutes of this torment, which felt like an eternity to Lian, but also Raddrick, the demon deemed the boy ready to receive his gift. He grabbed the cub's head in his big hand and turned him around so that he could see his face. The fierce gaze of the beginning was gone; Lian's blue eyes were looking nowhere in specific, as the teenager was lost in a semi-comatose state. No doubt that the large quantities of pleasure-inducing pre from his cock did a number on him. "No. No mo'. Pweash..." he pleaded in a semi-articulate speech. "And miss the chance to bestow you the best gift there is?" Raddrick asked rhetorically. "Certainly not." He began to chant a spell. Rings of dark energy appeared between his fingers. He passed one around the base of the feline's penis, the other at the base of his ball-sack. The rings shrank down and began to send small bolts of magical energy all over his genitals. The defeated warrior was quickly writhing under his tormentor's grasp. "Aaah! Nuaaah!" Lian moaned loudly, "Heh! Feels nice, doesn't it?" the demon questioned. "Here is where the true power of a Lord of Lust lies into. My entire being, body and mind, is made for drowning others into a deep sea of arousal." Then, he applied a finger on the cub's forehead. A small gem embedded itself painlessly and Lian's mind suddenly filled with visions of him and his best friend, making love to each other and with various kinds of demons, each situation lewder than the other. "Aah... Marek. D-don't..." Lian cried out. "And now, you are ready," Raddrick giggled. Holding Lian firmly by the hips, he lined his massive member with the teenager's butt-hole.
As he pushed down, his fierce eyes fixed on the boy's face. When the head of his penis finally popped inside, he saw the complexity of emotions of the boy, turning his expression from surprise to pain, then to a gasp of pleasure as the spells and his mind-addling pre quickly changed the burning sensation into a diffuse warmth. "Ooh, this end is even tighter!" Raddrick howled in pleasure. "And this is just the_tip_." "Aaah! So b-big!" Lian whined. "S-stop! Too b-big..." "Too big, am I?" the demon asked. "Stop lying to yourself!" He turned Lian around, so that the lion could see the crowd of demon assembled around. Then, he used the boy as a battering ram, bring him back on his cock as he pushed his hips forward in rough trusts. Each loud resulting slap, Raddrick went further into the deflowered hero, and punctuated his thrust with degrading comments: "Stop talking shit!" "Urgh!" "Look at your cock, all hard and dribbling around you!" "N-No aaah!" "You love it!" "Aaah! Aaah! I'm..." "Look at your belly! You have more cock than fat inside of you!" "Uuuh! Ahhh!" "You goddamn pussy whore!" "Aaah... Aaaah!" Raddrick felt Lian spasm around his cock, and felt something warm drop on his feet. He looked down, to see that the lion had cum from the overload of stimulation, his small load, the first one of his entire life, wasted on the cold floor of the throne room. "Would you look at that..." the demon commented. "N-No..." his toy sobbed in shame. "You had to receive a little help, but here you are, cumming from the big demon cock inside of you." "M-Marek..." "Do not worry, I will let you join him soon. But I need to blow my own load. And I will take my sweet time for this."
An entire hour passed, as Raddrick raped Lian in every position his twisted mind could think off. Each time he felt himself approach his six-millennia-in-waiting orgasm, he left the steam go down. He fucked, and fucked, with not a care in the world for his partner. By the end of the hour, Lian had been reduced to a bubbling mess. He had came once more already, and was on his way to a fourth one. Raddrick was sitting on his throne. A pair of tentacles lifted the boy by the arms up and down the demon's rod, while his free hands played with the feline's nipples and cock. "Oh yeah, here comes the good one," the reptilian demon groaned. "Here it... Graaah!" Rodrick's cock pulsed inside the cub's warm body, who came for the third time because of the added pressure. A literal wave of sperm rushed down inside the boy's stomach, making him bulge like a pregnant woman. "Oh... Oh fucking finally... Aaah..." Raddrick panted, tired and delighted. Lian, broken, did not say anything except a long moan as the infernal cum seeped inside his entire body, finishing his corruption, and sealing his defeat. "Now, my dear boy," the Lord of Lust declared while he pulled out of Lian and deposited the feline on the ground with his tentacles. "I believe that you have a friend waiting for you, have you not?"
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It had been merely two days after the attack, but everything was as if nothing had occurred at all. The come and goes of his court resumed, and Raddrick's minions left to scout the countryside for the last pockets of resistance. Soon, his rule shall be enforced everywhere in the kingdom and, in a matter of years, the entire continent. The Lord of Lust dealt with the current business as quickly as he could, as he did not want to miss the show that occurred in the guest bedroom more than he had too, and hurried there as soon as he could. There they are, he thought as he opened the door, only to be welcome by a concert of moans and wet slapping sound, and the sight of Lian plunging his dick inside a young bunny mage. The corrupted lion had already doubled in size and began growing some muscles, and his once short golden fur had turned dark brown. The higher they rise, the harder they fall, Raddrick summed up. "Still at it? How long as it been since your last pause? Five hours?" "Aah! Aah! Marek! I'm gonna cum again!" "Uuf! Nnn! Goddess have mer-meraah..." "Mareeek!" While his new concubine was busy squirting another load from his now overgrown bollocks, Raddrick silently took a seat and began to fondle his genital slit. It was so worth waiting six millennia for this.I wonder who this bitch Goddess is going to throw at me next time. Let them come! And then cum. Heh heh heh...