Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 12

Vaid Empire: Conquest is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix erotica with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month absolutely free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.

The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.

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7th of Twic, 3 BVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Domani.

No one made a noise as Dominax stared down at her, silent.

They had been in the small room for what seemed like an eternity, far too cramped to be considered comfortable. In the center sat a large stone slab, yet it was the body laid atop its cold surface that held their attention. Nude, Briza had been carefully brought into the ritual viewing chamber at the command of The God King.

Xenia carefully placed her hand on Dominax's arm, only for him to quickly pull away.

"Out. Everyone." Dominax commanded without a hint of emotion. "Now."

Obeying, each advisor cautiously made their way towards the exit, allowing the ruler his solitude. Clin made no move to conceal his misery at the loss, taking a final glance at the body before leaving.

Quiet once more, Dominax remained still for several seconds. Then, raising his palm, he felt a flare of unbridled rage as a flame grew quickly in his hand. "They drowned her...just like mother..." He thought to himself while the blazing fire enlarged, increasing with intensity until...it distinguished. A deep emptiness fell into his stomach, and he placed his hand onto the slab to steady himself. A tear rolled down his cheek, then another, and another.

He was alone. Far more alone than he had ever been. His birth mother, his adopted mother, and now Briza. Truly no one remained from before his throne, before Domani and Vaidrin. Yes, his advisors had once been citizens of Nitri alongside him, yet such acquaintances could hardly be compared to family. They were truly gone.

"I failed you, Cendra." Dominax whispered, speaking to the elder Cendra. "I promised to keep her safe. I failed."

A long moment passed as he regained control, removing his crown. He thought of the younger Cendra, their daughter.

"I shall never fail her." He said, slightly raising his voice.

A mix of anger and emptiness wrestled inside of him, threatening to consume him as yet another long moment of absolute stillness overcame the small chamber.

Moving to her face and leaning closer, he gritted his teeth. "They shall be punished. All who acted in your death. I shall find them."

Placing his hand on her cheek, he felt cold skin where there had once been warmth. A warmth that had shared his bed countless times.

"Rest easy in death, Briza."

8th of Twic, 3 BVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Domani.

Xenia reclined on the royal bed, smirking as she watched the pair of twin slaves dance seductively. She'd never need to share a bed with Briza ever again, a thought that greatly pleased her.

"Such good girls...you've performed your purpose far better than I could have hoped." She complimented, gazing over their writhing forms as her own body remained nude on the silky sheets. The sight coaxed a warm sensation to spread throughout her loins, and her delicate fingers traced over her tattooed midriff in excitement.

"Thank you, mistress." Both Pria and Pilsi replied in unison, rocking their hips rhythmically.

"It is...unfortunate that you killed her in a manner that seems to upset Dominax even further, though you've more than repaid my generosity." Xenia stated, allowing her fingers to travel into the growing wetness between her soft thighs.

"The slut's end was necessary, as you've said." Pria remarked, dragging her hands over her own body in a way that she knew would entice her mistress.

Bringing the now slick fingers to her mouth, Xenia used her sensual tongue to taste her own juices before resting a finger on her lips. She then seemed to ponder for a moment before a devious smirk spread over her features. "You know, I believe you two have earned a reward. Yet, I'd like to...experiment a bit. Why shouldn't we allow a lucky individual to witness your 'gift'?"

Intrigued, Pilsi straightened up. "If you wish, mistress. Do you have someone particular in mind?"

"As a matter of fact, I do." Xenia said, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial tone. "Would you two like to tease a Lanthian?"

Smiling to each other, they both nodded eagerly.

"Very well, bring Lalian to me. Give no hint to what we have planned for him, understood?"

"Yes mistress." They replied, quickly concealing their nudity in thin shrouds before departing.

Xenia leaned her head back, granted several minutes to herself. She imagined the moment that Briza's assassins revealed her involvement, replaying the description of the event from Pria. She chuckled to herself, wishing she had been there to deliver the final blow herself.

Eventually the slaves returned, followed closely by Lalian dressed in his typical cloak and tunic. Instantly his attention was drawn to Xenia's naked form, her most intimate areas covered by her hands.

"You...summoned me?" Lalian asked with hints of confusion and intrigue as he began to nervously fidget with his green fingers. "I...don't believe I should be in this room while The God King is away."

"Is that so?" Xenia questioned in her sultry voice as she removed her hand from her firm breasts. "What could possibly be the matter? Are you not pleased with the view you've been granted?"

With his flustered cheeks swiftly turning deep green, Lalian was unable to keep his wandering eyes from her exposed mounds. Such breasts had found themselves in his mind countless times, yet now they truly lay before him. "Xenia...I find this to be very... wrong. You are The God King's concubine...."

Chuckling, she rose from the bed, maneuvering her feminine legs with ample enticement until she was standing before him. Returning her other hand to her side, her fertile womanhood was revealed for him to see. "Oh? Little Lanthian...you may be intelligent, though do you truly think I'd wish for you to fuck me?"

Green eyes drawn to her groin, he managed to force himself to glance at her face in anger. "I...well, did you merely summon me to fling insults?"

The twins giggled as Xenia shrugged. "In a way, yes. However, I believe you'll enjoy it by the time we are finished here. Now, remove your clothing."

Surprised by her bluntness, Lalian took a nervous step backwards, only for the twins to swiftly move to block the exit. Thinking quickly, though still unsure of their intentions, Lalian glared at her. "Whatever this is...move with caution. You stand in a stronghold of MY design. The God King would be EXTREMELY unpleased if I were to go missing."

"That's what you believe this is? A crude assassination? Do not be foolish, I'd NEVER slay an advisor to The God King." Xenia lied, stepping closer. "So crude...I am merely allowing you to watch me enjoy my slaves. Surely you should thank me for such generosity!"

Surprised, Lalian's eyes seemed to light up with renewed intrigue. "Y..you'd allow such a thing?"

"Of course, little Lalian. We are aware that you are still able to achieve an erection, though I'd very much like to witness what the climax of a castrated Lanthian appears like." Xenia replied, granting Pilsi a signal that she had used several times in the past. Understanding instantly, the slave moved to retrieve a set of metal cuffs from beside the large bed. Taking them, Xenia held them out for Lalian to see. "Yet in return, you are going to stand there with your hands chained behind your back. If you are able to orgasm merely from the sight of us together, then I shall consider refraining from informing Dominax of this little encounter. You are still able to orgasm in your...condition, correct?"

Opening his mouth in shock, Lalian took yet another step backwards. "I...won't allow you to humiliate me in such a way, Xenia!" He replied, unable to hold back memories from his past. The female Lanthians had been just as cruel, finding seemingly unending ways to embarrass and tease him. "I am a slave no longer...."

"But of course you will." Xenia said with a calm assurance as she smirked at her prey. "Because if you don't, I may just have to claim that you attempted to force yourself upon me when Dominax returns from burying Briza in Nitri's ruins. I'd very much like to avoid that if possible."

"That's...he wouldn't believe that! No one would!" He shouted, yet his swift mind informed him that such a risk would be too great.

Placing her free hand on her hip, Xenia began to grow impatient. "If you'd like to test that opinion then so be it, though I'll only grant you ten more seconds to decide."

Panicked, Lalian considered his options as she slowly counted down. With a regretful breath of defeat, he began to take off his cloak. The three women watched with curiosity as he removed his tunic, only for them to burst into laughter at the sight of his undersized manhood. Gritting his teeth in rage, he nervously moved to cover himself until their laughter died down.

"Such a pretty little cock!" Xenia chuckled before grabbing his arm and locking a cuff around his wrist. She then pulled both of his arms behind his back, locking them together and removing his ability to cover himself.

"Mistress...I believe he's growing hard already!" Pria exclaimed, moving in to caress Xenia's arm.

Before he could defend himself, Pilsi once more returned from the side of the bed, possessing a cloth gag that she hastily covered his mouth with. Unable to speak, he could only mutter angrily into the gag as his cock slowly hardened at their laughter.

"Very good, the Lanthian learns his place quickly! It seems your famed intellect is true." Xenia teased, slowly leading her slaves onto the bed. They tossed aside their thin shrouds, joining her in nudity as they laid down.

Hands exploring feminine curves, soft moans emitted from the trio as they pressed against each other, allowing their seeking fingers to find their most intimate areas.

Lalian could hardly accept what he was seeing, experiencing the view of such beautiful human females. The way they moved, the way they gasped...every aspect tugged at his desires.

"Do you enjoy what you see, Lanthian?" Pria moaned, dragging her fingers over her twin's aching labia as Xenia stroked her inner thigh. "Do The God King's possessions please your eyes? We are but breeders for his children...."

Pilsi pressed her lips against Xenia's, taking in her scent as she reached around to grasp her mistress's rump.

Stifling a groan, Lalian squirmed in his restraints as he watched the display of intense sexuality. His rage remained, of course, yet he could not deny the consuming effect that such sights were playing over his mind.

Xenia slid her hand up Pria's thigh, gently sinking her fingers into her moist womanhood. She felt the slave's internal muscles tensing around her, caressing her intruding digits. Each probing movement enticed a reaction, causing her body to shift internally or release an expression of visual pleasure.

Spreading her legs wider, Pria nearly grinded against her mistress's hand as if she were an animal in heat, moving her hands to cup her firm breasts.

Separating her lips from her slave's, Xenia chuckled as she viewed Lalian's twitching erection. "Didn't I warn you that you'd enjoy this? Come little Lalian, does it excite you to see bodies that you shall never fertilize?"

A larger twitch of his cock informed Xenia of all she needed to know, inciting yet another chuckle. "Oh, quite a noticeable reaction to such cruel words...could you possibly enjoy such a harsh tone?"

Lalian watched as Pilsi slowly lowered herself, carefully pressing her lips to one of Xenia's nipples as he groaned. His mind wandered back to his many former female masters' torments, words that now seemed to echo from Xenia's lips.

"You reveal yourself more and more, Lalian. Such an intelligent creature, it surely must eat at you that you are unable to pass down your abilities to an offspring you will never have..." she teased, arching her hips in anticipation as Pilsi moved from her nipple down to her navel.

Uttering a whimper into the gag, he watched as Pilsi approached Xenia's loins, moving with deliberate slowness. A delighted moan escaped Xenia as she made contact, using her tongue to taste the tattooed woman's juices.

"Mmhhmm...watch Lalian, watch as she pleases the vagina that birthed The God King's daughter..." Xenia groaned, moving her fingers to target Pria's sensitive clit. "Such a womb is intended for his royal seed only...NEVER for your sterile cock..."

Lalian clenched his eyes as a flush of desire overcame him, washing through his body and bringing him ever closer to his limit. Such words struck directly at the heart of his begrudging fantasies, stabbing a piece of his subconscious that felt both deep sorrow and utter arousal at the reality of his castration. He'd never have any children, never watch a lover's belly swell with his child. The removal of his fertility devastated him, denying him in a way that forced his manhood to quiver in submission.

He opened his eyes as he regained control over himself, witnessing Xenia's cries of passion as her slave's tongue massaged her womanhood. Pria's hand covered her mouth, barely muffling herself as Xenia's fingers rubbed into her most sensitive areas with the skill and knowledge that only a fellow female could muster.

Pilsi lapped at her mistress's ample juices, only to stick out her tongue fully as Xenia's squirting climax drenched her face. The tattooed woman's powerful thighs clenched her slave's head for several moments before finally releasing her, allowing her to continue her oral work.

"Oooohhhh Lalian...." Xenia moaned, lightly stroking her nipple with her freehand. "Such a shame for...ahhh...a bloodline as gifted as yours...to end. Cum for me little Lanthian...indulge in your....ahhh...shame..."

Lalian's legs quivered, pressed against the edge of climax without a single ounce of stimulation. His mind...his body...the entirely of his being flared with lust at her cruel words and enchanting display of sexual passion. So close to his limit...

"Your pretty little cock...ahhh...shall NEVER breed, yet The God King...ahhh...may use our wombs to his heart's content...." Xenia moaned, her fingers nearly making Pria scream in ecstasy.

There it was. His limit. Lalian trembled, his body seizing as he experienced a completely hands-free ejaculation. The sensation was far stranger than he had anticipated, lacking any grounding that the stroking of a hand or vagina may provide, and he groaned into his gag as a viscous stream of completely clear liquid dribbled from his convulsing cock.

Xenia's chuckles filled the room, mixing with the scent of aroused females. "Ah...the little Lanthian obeys once more! Good boy...did I not...ahhh...utter the truth when I said you'd enjoy it?"

Lalian whimpered, subtly shaking as the sperm-free liquid leaked to the ground in a tiny unnoticeable puddle. No moment prior to this instant had ever made him feel as weak, as submissive. It was as if he had never escaped The Lanthian Empire, continually becoming the plaything of other beings. He had only traded Lanthian masters for Human masters.

"She...shall pay for this..." He thought to himself, standing passively as their lovemaking continued on the bed. "I am a slave...no longer..."

9th of Twic, 3 BVE.

Dril Tundra, City of Shai.

Varse held up his hand to silence the many Council members as several angry discussions broke out around the table, yet they disregarded his command and continued. Studying them for a moment, he then slammed his hands onto the stone table in a show of force that they had not before witnessed from him. "SILENCE."

The act paid off quickly, as the conversations suddenly died off until the Council chamber was left voided by a lingering quiet.

Standing from his seat, Varse lowered his pitch. "Your concerns have been acknowledged, yet I must again state that the situation is under control. The new Kingdom of Vaidrin is undoubtedly a problem, yet steps have already been taken to subvert its power."

"You were the one to claim that the conflict occurring in The Lower Human Basin was unnoteworthy, yet look where that has led us!" Representative Vilsak countered, a man whose loyalty had been purchased under Tsida's influence. Like many others, her death had evidently severed his support.

Varse's hard face remained firm as the chamber erupted into agreement. "We had no knowledge that such drastic events would occur, Vilsak. I seem to recall that you yourself shared my opinion at the time, did you not?"

While Vilsak appeared to fall back at the accusation, Representative Sinshi thrusted his snow-colored finger towards their Potentate. "Yet steps should have been taken sooner! No Potentate before you has EVER allowed the southern humans to band together under their watch! I'm afraid this remains a black spot on your reign, my Potentate..."

The evident satisfaction on Sinshi's face nearly made Varse's blood boil, and it took every ounce of control to prevent himself from leaping across the chamber to strangle him. Not to death, of course, as he'd never consider slaying a fellow Dril, yet the temptation to put the fat Representative in his place remained strong. "What should have been done is irrelevant now. For the present, I have already ordered our agent in The Kingdom of Harin to advise their king to aid Vaidrin's opposing High-Chiefdoms. I am confident that Minister Ovax shall not fail us."

"Yet if the forces he sends are not enough to overcome Vaidrin, what then?" Representative Ensik questioned as his face screwed into an expression of disgust. "This...God King...as much as it sickens me to say, is he not a significant variable in all of this? He has forced his people to worship him as some...deity. We've all heard the rumors regarding his abilities. Is it not inconceivable that there may be some truth to them?"

Representative Vilsak immediately waved his hand, dismissing the idea. "I can assure you that such claims are merely rumors lacking in credibility. Such witnesses to his abilities can easily be disregarded as overzealous or bribed. He is but a young human, a human that can be killed."

Varse rubbed his bald head in contemplation, weary of the constant arguing that had seized the council. "I fear that the death of such a man would only unify his worshipers further. We may kill him if necessary, though we must avoid creating a martyr."

"Had you ordered our assassins to slay him sooner, such a problem would never have been considered." Sinshi replied, stroking his chin in a mock attempt to conceal his grin. "The moment we received news of this young upstart is the moment this human should have been eliminated."