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Without preamble, he took the corpse and through it onto the tomb's stone lid, standing beside her and pressing his pubic against her butt and scrotum. He grasped firmly her huge, bluish, smooth tits, which were so nicely displayed against the rock, a bit splashed and flattended, which was making them look even more round, firm and alluring;

He ripped off her lower garment, stretched her strings until they cracked, furious foam was falling from his mouth, his erection caused his pants to burst, making a hole that unveiled his all scrotum, and he shoved himself inside her dead body.

His howling moan filled the air, a terrifying, triumphal battle cry of inimaginable satisfaction. There he was, achieving what he always wanted, triumphing over that stupid bitch and her realm, talking in possession everything, becoming the one, unparalled master!

Violating her corpse, nailing her with his penis, was like a symbolic confirmation of the land's conquest. He was feeling all the powers existing surrending to his power. The every thrust of his hips was cruel like stabbing, he was maltrating the tight walls of her moist pussy until it was almost bleeding, his cock went inside her womb, stinging at its upper part, a thing which would cause horrible pain to the princess or even kill her, if she would be still alive.

He enjoyed her cold flesh until lately, and he especially liked toying with her scaled feet. It was such a brilliant feeling as he was enveloping her scales around his cock, the gentle orange scales massaging him, and he was hardening and closing to climax every time that her long, sharp talons, so elegantly black, were skimming his sensitive dickhead. He loved to clench her legs, one by one, against his dick, using it as a support, a loop to aid his masturbation. And than he was ejaculating sloppily against her belly, tits and face.

He enjoyed this humiliation and wanted it to last as long as possible.

As he was ended, he tossed her against onto the tomb, her face brushing the dusty bottom, her clothes ragged, dirty with drying sperm, her feathers, previously so smooths, all torn, disheveled and messy. Through telepathy he covered the tomb with the lid again.

The most terryfing thing came true. The demon was going every evening to have fun again with his “toy", making the princess' tomb the place for his perverted sexual activity. Her tomb, the place of veneration and respect for decease, became the case for his fucktoy.

He took with himself an orphan teenager boy. He had the aim to demoralize him, to change his nature from a meek, good-hearted kid to a cruel sadist, thus making him an appropriate descendant in his future.

He didn't want to desacralize princess' body. The demon was getting angry.

• What's wrong with you? Look at that sexy bitch! Are you a true man, or not?? – saying this, he threw the corpse against the lid, grasping her tits like a victor, and started to fuck her so mercilessly, so cruelly. The slap of their bodies, an alife and a dead one, was like small explosions. The boy couldn't endure all of that, and started to cry, shouting him to stop violating the poor princess' body, calling him a monster, a scum, a horrible freak of nature. As he ended, he pushed her body aside like a piece of trash. The boy was still horrified.

• You should stop fooling yourself. Why to pity over that useless whore? – he said. – Why to feel mercy for something is just a piece of meat to enjoy? Boy, I see you are more terrified by your own arousal than the deed itself… Yessss… You envy me it, but you are too illusioned by the ethics created by weak people to make you even weaker then them.

The boy was still inhaling, his panting slowly regularizing. His heartbeat became steady, but he was still hearing it loud; a sudden heat spread over his body, surrounding his head and neck in a nimb of heat.

• Yes… I see it… - he said cunningly. – Come on, boy. Take your time with the toucan whore, as you want it; make her yours… Claim her body…

The boy, led by something more powerful than him, went to the corpse, loosened his belt, and grasped the princess' tits; the touch of a feminine curves was like nothing he had ever experienced. He sighed, squeezing them. The way they were yielding to his touch, the way he could feel their weight and control them, encouraged him. He pushed himself inside her and started to fuck her body, panting, mimicking what the demon was doing; he was shouting as the orgasm was coming, barely able to breathe, sweat dripping from his hole body, his stomach and thighs hurting from extortion, he was calling the princess a slut, a bitch through his greeted tits, spanking her dead ass, pulling her tongue to himself so that he could penetrate her better.

As he cummed, he felt a release. Together with his balls emptied into that royal bitch'es body, which was a god-like, almost mystical ecstatic feeling, he also felt all his ties disappearing. He had crossed a line in morality and now was fully free, independent.

The demon and the boy were enjoying then the corpse together, fucking all its holes and laughing at the princess' naiveness and failure. He especially loved the feeling of his dick being massaged between her bouncing tits, it was truly divine.

After that night, he was satisfied like never before. And was already anticipating this to be repeated soon…

He was summoning into her corpse a soul of a lusty, notorious hooker. The hooker's spirit was at first surprised for the kind of the body he found herself in, but she quickly found out all the sexy poses she can do with it, with the skill of adjustment so characteristical for all the prostitutes.

The demon had also another aim in summoning that particular whore, since she was known was loving the anal sex, and in this way he desired to humiliate the princess' body even further. The hooker covered her beak with her wing like with a fan, and started to move herself slowly along a line, strolling seductively, graciously and delicately with her legs crossed, raising her tail to expose her big, feathery butt, smiling innocently and flashing her eyelashes (much like in the previous drawing;). They both trembled with desire as she but her second wing between her legs, the feathers looking like a small, black, rising tide, and squeeze gently her cunt, causing the juices to pour out. The demon immediately came to her, poking her beak with his rod and painting her face with his precum. “Suck it, bitch!" – he ordered, and pushed her beak onto his dick. After she sucked him off, the boy went into her anus and fucked it until he cummed, the seed spilling out, hot and foamy, both his dick and her amazing girlish ass throbbing around it. Then he withdrew himself, slapping his “sceptre" against her beak with great joy, calling her a flying slut.

She enjoyed it very much and they were taking turns for a veeeery long time, often fucking with her in the air, during flight, or when sitting on trees. Sometimes the boy was lying on the ground and she was landing on his face, allowing him to lick her cunt. Even though Xixi's body was long dead, it was still producing tasty juices in some miraculous way;

The demon launched also an active propaganda company, destroying all the books and other historical sources describing princess Xixi's purity and changing them into descriptions of her fictitious promiscuity. There were written entire false chronicles describing how she was an ever horny whore, and every day was inviting another boy to her bedroom in order to taste their cocks.

Later historians didn't know about falsification and treated all the books as trustworthy, labelling Xixi as the sluttiest princess had ever been on the earth. And nothing and no one could ever retrieve or compensate her eternal humiliation, probably one of the greatest that any princess had ever experienced…

And they lived happily ever after, the demon together with Xixi's still sexy, ready corpse…