Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 13

He knew the basic answer of course, unable to imagine ceasing his conquests until all beings lay under his rule. Yet the essence of the question remained simple: why? Why inflict his reign over the entirety of Magnius? Why enforce an eternal peace to protect living creatures from themselves? Why...when he remained unable to protect even those closest to him? Over and over he had failed, burying the bodies of the only two family members he had been granted. Only his children remained, and he felt his hands subtly shake as he wondered if he'd fail them as well.

"Never."

With a sigh he lowered his hands, forcing himself to return to his work. He had spent the better half of the warm day engraving symbols into message cylinders, recounting Lalian's teaching as he practiced his writing. The clever Lanthian had concluded his reading lessons, yet his ability to carve messages remained...unrefined.

The door creaked as it was gently pushed open, allowing Pria to step inside wearing her typical revealing slave attire. She stopped after closing the door once more, obediently waiting for her master's attention.

"Did I not express my wish to be alone on this day?" Dominax asked as he looked up at her, his silver eyes filled with annoyance.

She nodded with a slight hint of apology. "Yes, my lord. However, I believe that bringing you the news that my sister is with child again may better your mood."

"Very good." Dominax replied in his deep voice before returning his attention to the cylinder. "You may go."

Pausing for a moment, Pria mustered the courage to slowly walk towards the desk, clasping her hands behind her back as she did her best to seductively sway her dancer's hips. "My lord...I understand your wish to be alone, yet could you truly desire to suffer in solitude? Surely one would think that you'd like to let your mind rest in the company of a mate..."

He looked up from his desk, carefully studying her inviting movements. "If that is what I wanted, I'd inform you. Tend to your sister."

She moved around the heavy wooden table, cautiously placing her hand on his shoulder as she leaned in close to his ear. The risks of disobedience remained at the foremost of her mind, fully understanding the potential consequences if she overstepped his patience. "Of course my lord, I shall. I would, however, like to return to her in a similar condition..."

Dominax felt her warm breath against his skin, keenly aware of the sensation of her soft lips brushing against his ear. His body's immediate reaction was one of budding interest, having been more than a little experienced in the bliss that her lower folds could bring. "Careful, woman. It would be unwise to prod me at this time."

Pria's hands rolled over the silky material of his black one-suit, releasing an exotic purr as her fingertips dragged over the muscles of his shoulders. "I would not dare to intrude, master...I merely offer the company of your loyal slave. My fertile body would be honored to carry yet another of The God King's holy babies..."

He placed the message cylinder on the desk, allowing his attention to shift fully to the woman. The display in persistence as an aroused female seeking to be bred by him proved to be overly tempting, yet the loss of Briza stubbornly clung to the back of his mind.

"Pilsi may have fallen pregnant first this time...yet I shall not be far behind..." she stated, nuzzling his neck. "Allow my body to fulfill its purpose yet again..."

With a cold expression Dominax slowly rose from the chair. The lingering image of Briza slowly intermixed with that of his captive Irith, drawing an odd sense of longing from him as he cupped Pria's jaw in a pleasant grip to gaze into her eyes. His hold was soft, yet firm enough to force a slight amount of uncertainty in her gaze. "You've disturbed me Pria, yet I am not one to scorn benevolent offerings."

Pria's deeply brown eyes ignited with glee, only to widen in surprise as he rotated her to face the door. He then forced her to bend over the desk, coaxing a gasp of excitement from her as he roughly tore away the bottom half of her attire.

Her bare rump lay exposed and vulnerable, and she bit her lip as she felt his noticeable bulge brush against her through the thin yet resilient fabric of his one-suit.

Dominax could feel his lust increasing as the image of Irith slowly took hold inside his mind, forcing Briza into the background as he unsealed the one-suit's groin slit. The opening allowed his manhood to poke through, already hardening as the warm air of the study surrounded his exposed erection.

About to receive what she had sought after, Pria's lithe body faintly arched as she felt his tip press against her waiting labia. Her womanhood tingled with anticipation, wanting, needing to be filled. "Yes, master...my womb is empty without the presence of your child..."

Placing his hands on her asscheeks, he allowed himself a smirk as he appreciated her sensual beauty. She had already birthed him a healthy baby, a daughter graciously accepted by a family of his worshipful citizens. The child's new family would be secretly observed, a spare heir in the unlikely event of both Cendra and Vixin's deaths.

Pria stopped herself from covering her mouth as he pushed his manhood into her depths, choosing instead to moan openly and loudly for any potential listeners to hear. The white stone walls were overly thick, yet she hoped that her cries would echo beyond the study.

"Let them hear my pleasure...let them ALL hear how I serve My God King!" Pria thought as Dominax hilted her, allowing a deep groan to ooze from his lungs.

His hips moved steadily, not wishing to rush as he slid in and out of her vagina. The slight changes resulting from having given birth were similar to her twin's, though he noted just how much their womanhoods had recovered. No doubt Xenia was to thank, utilizing her healing knowledge to instruct them both in exercises that would tighten their vaginal muscles.

The soft skin of her rear lightly reddened under his grip, holding her firmly as he drove his shaft deeply with each thrust. The female form remained so...exquisite to him, so alluring. He had lately found himself commanding his volunteered breeding partners to simply exhibit their nude bodies for him, taking long moments to appreciate their delectable curves before finally mating with them. He often enjoyed imagining how their bellies would swell with his unborn children, a thought that he could almost consider himself to be entirely addicted to.

"Ooooohhhh my lord...I am yours...." Pria muttered, her palms flat on the desk. Her athletic abs pressed against the smooth wood, her body responding to each of his powerful movements.

He could feel the image of Briza tugging at his subconscious, quickly concealed by Irith each time. Dominax's memory replayed the image of his prisoner's flawless features, as nearly every inch of her was nearly irresistible. There was something peculiar about that northern girl...a defiant demeanor that intrigued him enough that he had decided to refrain from using her against her will. There was a softness underneath Irith's hostile front, a being with far too much potential to simply break and breed.

Pria's moans broke him from his thoughts, her sensually deep breathing almost gasping with each thrust. She was utterly gorgeous, truly worthy of his seed, yet he continued to find himself fantasizing about his captive Irith. Such thoughts increased his speed, pumping roughly into Pria's pussy.

Their skin slapped together each time, his groin against her bare cheeks. The desk seemed to creak from the force of his thrusts, its sturdy structure rocking under his assault.

Dominax could no longer focus on Briza, no longer feel the sting of her loss as his entire being gradually centered on the intensity of their lovemaking.

Her fingernails dug into the desk, crying out in mutual bliss as her body was utterly claimed by her master's cock. She wished for all of Magnius to witness their procreation, for the entirety of the world to watch as she squirmed in orgasm. Her legs squeezed together, clenching as she climaxed.

The added tightness of her constricting thighs could not hold him back, his manhood easily ramming through her resistance without slowing.

She regained her composure, the noise of their passion steadily rising as she spread her legs apart in desperation to feel him deeper. Such a wish was impossible, as each rhythmic stab of his cock already slammed against her cervix.

Dominax could feel himself approaching his climax, sensing his body's endless obsession with the need to reproduce. He pulled his cock free from her vagina, squeezing her asscheeks as he attempted to calm himself. He was far from finished with his supple slave.

Utilizing his muscles to turn her over onto her back, Pria narrowed her eyes in interest as she fought to regain her breath. He pulled her forwards, forcing her to sit upright on the edge of the table.

Grabbing her thigh with his free hand, he used his other to move his shaft into position. Gazing into her eyes, he watched her mouth open in lust as his manhood once again sunk into her aching loins.

Her love for her God King, her fanatical loyalty she felt towards him...she leaned forwards and pressed her lips against his as he resumed his thrusts. Pria tasted his scent, her spread thighs quivering with yearning.

His hand made quick work of her revealing top, tearing at the ties holding it together before throwing it harshly to the floor.

Their lips parted as Dominax slid his arm behind her back, holding her firmly as his other hand shifted to her hip.

"Oooohhhh....cum inside....my lord..." she begged, desiring nothing more than for his seed to take hold in her womb for the second time. Her body existed only to bear The God King's holy children, to worship him with her womanhood.

Pria's firm breasts jiggled as she was roughly pounded, their youthful roundness catching his eyes more than once. He thought of Irith's barely concealed chest, wondering if he could still cultivate her as a potential ally if he forcefully removed her clothing with his teeth.

Pria wrapped her arms around his neck, unable to look upon anything other than his face as he ravished her. Her entire being demanded to become pregnant again, craving the sensation of new life developing inside of her.

Dominax could feel himself growing closer to his climax, the minutes dragging by as their loins continued to smash into each other. He pushed his manhood as deeply as it could go, gasping while he watched satisfaction spread across Pria's face as sperm spewed into her waiting body.

Letting out a breath, he slowly calmed himself, feeling his warm seed buried in her vagina. In the afterglow of their procreation, he felt the image of Briza returning to focus inside his mind, and within moments his brief reprieve from his sorrow came to an end.