Vaid Empire: Conquest Ch. 20

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As her three companions paced about the royal chambers, Harkeom hummed to herself while she lounged on the oversized bed. She felt the soft chimira-silk sheets against her skin, basking in the luxury of the room. There was no harm in enjoying the perks of their target, their new 'master'. Oh, they would be his good little slaves of course, until the time came to enact Holy Kromak's will.

How easy it had been to gain Unis's assistance, a simple bribe and a quick hour alone with her mouth. The fat man had been a shaking mess by the end of their private session, yet she suspected he'd shudder far harder when the end result of their plan came into fruition.

They'd have to act before the year was out, on the off chance that their new master would decide to send an envoy of his own to Narok and discover that King Torakeom held no knowledge of his supposed 'offerings'. Yet there was no rush, as even one walk through The Grand Pyramid revealed more guards than they were comfortable with. All four women were FAR too valuable to The Holy Kromak to simply cut down Dominax at their first opportunity, only to perish during an escape. No, they'd take their time, gain his trust.

A click of the door's lock sent a tingle of excitement through Harkeom, causing her to sit up in anticipation. Thank Kromak that Dominax was attractive, for she'd at least get to enjoy her temporary life. She'd likely bear at least one of his children as their task progressed, though that mattered little. It would hardly be the first time such actions were necessary.

Pushing open the door, Dominax loosed a chuckle as he stepped inside. To be greeted by the sight of four beauties was all a man could hope for. The Arkos women swiftly gathered, kneeling submissively at his feet.

"Come now, rise. Xenia has assessed you as worthy, and thus you shall be treated as such." He commanded, sealing the door behind him and cutting them off from the rest of the world. There was no escape for either Dominax nor his slaves. To slay him now would lead to catastrophe, for their only exit remained protected by guards standing just outside. Any further warriors patrolling the halls would immediately call for help the moment they spotted danger, an utterly foolish way to waste the skills of Tolkarik Assassins.

Regaining their feet, they moved in closer, feigning to vie for his attention as they pressed their toned bodies against him. Slowly, they assisted him in removing his armor, their skilled fingers dragging over his firm form. Next came his one-suit, their hands methodically stripping it down his body until he was left entirely nude.

Harkeom bit her lip in genuine attraction, her gray body flaring with slight lust as she observed his hard muscles. Their last target had been strictly business, yet Dominax? She'd enjoy this, judging by the size of his breeding rod.

Gently he guided the group towards the bed, pausing only when all four lay on their backs. They watched seductively as he moved to Nalos, nestled in the center left of the bed. Touching her lithe shin, he slowly slid his hand upwards, moving to kneel between her legs on the bed as he spoke. "Concubine Empress Xenia has spoken of the inspection she performed on each of you, and it has come to my attention that one of you four has retained your hymen." He said, his hand inching up her thigh. "Let us seal our newly forged union, master and servant, by beginning with the virgin."

Nalos's cheeks burned with anticipation, her hips subtly arching as his hand grew closer, and closer. He slipped beneath her loincloth, closing the distance until she released a moan of desire as his digits reached their target.

The revelation that Nalos retained her virginity came only as a light surprise to Harkeom, for the wavy-haired young woman remained one of The Order's newest recruits. Even so, she could only watch with curiosity as Janos maneuvered herself onto her knees, leaning over Cloram who lay to the center right.

"Allow me to assist you, master." A sultry voice came from Janos as she lowered herself further and moved towards Dominax's groin. Her soft lips grazed the side of his shaft, allowing him to feel her warm breath.

Cloram appeared not to be concerned in the slightest with having the ponytailed Janos laying across her lap, for she merely reached down and began to fondle the woman's feminine rump with both hands.

Unwilling to simply watch her companions' enjoyment, Harkeom quickly moved to emulate Janos. Placing herself onto her stomach she took charge of the left side of Dominax's cock, licking up and down as her counterpart matched her rhythm.

With two pointed tongues lapping at his manhood he groaned in delight, swiftly achieving his full hardness. Before the night was over, they'd all be pierced on his cock.

Lifting Nalos's loincloth carefully as if removing a rare artifact, he revealed her lower lips. A pretty, sweet Arkos vagina lay before him, untouched by another's seed. She spread her legs further, granting him a full view.

Harkeom tasted his scent, wondering just how many females had groaned beneath its size. Did she truly taste him, or the juices of a thousand lovers? The question brought a dampness to her loins, a tingle that demanded satisfaction.

The nerves of his shaft were set ablaze by their tongues, sliding up and down his length. He watched as Nalos playfully caressed her own breasts, her fingers skimming both dark gray nipples. He moved his hands to hold the heads of the pair licking his manhood, pressing them closer together as he began to slowly thrust between their lips.

Submissively Harkeom closed her eyes, reaching under to tease her own lower folds. Her tongue slid to the underside of his moving shaft, nearly dueling with Janos's as he continued to use their mouths.

When he had nearly had enough Dominax released them, guiding them away as his solid erection hung heavily in the air. "It's time, little Nalos."

The two Arkos women returned to their knees, watching Nalos nearly imperceptibly shudder with excitement. He leaned over her, holding himself above her carefully trained body.

As if seeking support from her companions, Nalos gripped both Harkeom and Cloram's hands, holding tightly as she felt his tip press against her entrance. "I'm...ready, master. Make me yours."

Indeed he did, pushing his hips forwards and carefully sinking his rod into her tight tunnel. Harkeom felt the young woman's grip tighten, releasing a pained groan as she accepted his girth. Janos slipped her hand beneath her own loincloth, feeling her wetness at the sight.

Dominax eased himself into her trembling body, sliding deeply before beginning to gently thrust. Cloram reached over, tenderly teasing Nalos's sensitive nipple.

"She's tight, isn't she master? I can see it in your expression..." Harkeom seductively whispered, her long tail swaying behind her.

"She is...magnificent..." Dominax moaned, pumping his hips.

In only a few minutes Cloram could hardly stand the sight any longer, grabbing Janos's tail with both hands. Carefully, she guided the flexible appendage over to herself, positioning it between her spread legs.

"Oh?" Janos smirked, sliding her tail against the woman's folds. "You truly are a whore, Cloram..."

"Keep your lips shut." Cloram replied playfully, pressing the tail harder against her tingling loins. Her vagina begged for attention, NEEDING to be used, and as Janos slipped between her waiting labia, she received what she desired. The smooth, pointed appendage glided into her depths, as if it were a thin yet overly long cock.

The odd sight only drove Dominax further, fueling his obsession with seeding his mate. He watched as Janos maneuvered her tail in and out of her fellow Arkos, an amused grin on her lips.

Every moment brought him closer towards a climax that needed to be held at bay, for he was far from finished. His hips rocked rhythmically, pounding into Nalos's inexperienced body in just the right way as he paid careful attention to her moans and quivers. Finally, her once virgin pussy clenched harder around him, climaxing. He pulled his cock from her clinging depths, narrowly avoiding an orgasm of his own.

As if moving in for a kill, Harkeom gracefully mounted the convulsing young woman and pinned her to the bed as she raised her own rear. The loincloth hung from her waist, concealing nothing. "My turn, master. Make me shudder like you did her..."

After only a moment to collect himself, he lined up his cock with her ready womanhood and rammed forwards, claiming his property. She clenched the sheets in tightened fists, crying out as she stretched around him. To be filled so utterly...

Cloram squirmed as the tail slid in and out, grinding into her most sensitive areas. Harkeom's own tail gently traced the scars spread across Dominax's chest, twitching with each thrust. She ran her fingers through Nalos's wavy hair, the young woman's pleasured form recovering below her.

Dominax grabbed his current mate's firm ass, holding tight as he relentlessly attacked her womanhood. She could merely groan under his assault, openly presenting herself for his use.

Janos rubbed her thighs together, watching her mentor get utterly pounded by their 'master'. The fiercest fighter Janos had witnessed in The Tolkarik Order, taking their target's cock as if nothing else in Magnius lay in their concerns.

Thrust after thrust, Cloram waited as long as she could manage before finally deciding that Harkeom had received her fair share. She pulled the tail from her soaking twat, feeling empty without it as she spread her legs. "Master, please...I shall wait no longer..."

In response, Dominax granted Harkeom's well used body a rough spank, yanking his cock free of her embrace and moving over to his next lover. In a haze of lust and pleasure Harkeom watched as he penetrated her companion, her own vagina quivering for more.

The girth of Janos's tail lay as nothing when compared to his cock, truly filling her tunnel and he entered her. Little more than a few minutes were required before her impassioned screams echoed off the walls, her body shaking as she squirted around his rod.

Janos claimed her turn next, and for nearly the next hour the group of four women continued on, rotating. One after the other his cock plowed into them, rocking their flawless forms before moving on to the next vagina waiting to accept him.

Their cries rang out through the night, muscles straining and breathing hard. Every movement brought Dominax closer to his climax, only for him to pull out and delay the inevitable.

Finally, as her lower folds ached from use, Harkeom once more mounted his erection, straddling his waist as he lay on his back. She lowered herself, shuddering in bliss as he pushed into her.

This man...this God Emperor would one day fall at her hands, a thought that nearly brought a twinge of disappointment to her as she bounced up and down upon his shaft. To slay such an experienced lover was nearly tragic...

Her body craved him, her feminine urges burning greater than they ever had before. He would die, yes, but in the meantime perhaps she would at least be lucky enough to bear the child of such a glorious cock.

Knowing that she'd soon need to switch with one of her companions, Harkeom instead sped up. With him beneath her she rode harder, attempting to milk his seed before any of the other three could be granted a chance. She held the lead over the mission, she decided their next move, and she'd be the one to bring him to orgasm this night.

"I'm...ahhhh...nearly there..." he warned her, holding her hips firmly.

She merely continued, unyielding. "B...breed me...master...." She requested in her sultry voice, their hips slamming together repeatedly.

He groaned beneath her, guiding her as he held her. Finally, his loins aching unbearably, he allowed himself to cum.

The God Emperor nearly roared as he cried out, pushing his hips upwards into her twat. She opened her mouth, leaning back slightly as she savored the sensation of his seed.

Thick ropes of pent-up sperm spurted into her fertile Arkos vagina, hungry to conceive a child. His entire being ached, focusing fully on the erupting ecstasy that threatened to overtake him.

With a final groan his climax faded, leaving their bodies intertwined.

"Such a shame...that you must die." Harkeom thought to herself, stroking her midriff as she felt his warm seed inside of her. "Kromak's will must be done."

5th of Fixuin, 2 AVE.

Kingdom of Vaidrin, Domani.

Steel against steel, daggers striking against daggers, the training hall of The Hesian Order was flooded with the persistent noises of a dozen human pairs locked in orderly combat. Nestled deep inside the unfinished Grand Pyramid the training hall had been one of the first chambers to be completed, circular in shape and topped with a curved dome.

Hesin strolled along the line of fighters, making corrections in their stances where necessary. Four years of training had produced apprentices worthy of serving The Empire, each utilizing their own white masks identical to Hesin's, though with two eye slits as opposed to his own.

When Dominax had first tasked him with founding an assassin order in service to the realm, there had been very little guidance. Hesin held no prior involvement in such organizations, no experience in training others to hone their skills as he had done himself. Yet when The God Emperor, King at the time, grants you a task, you do it, and do it well. Hesin was not about to relinquish the only responsibility he had ever been granted. His purpose was now clear, granting him a way to give his life...anything, meaning, value, something to look upon and think "I did this, no other man can claim it.".

Once satisfied with his pupils' efforts for the day Hesin raised his hand and snapped his fingers, instantly causing each man and woman in the room to cease their attacks and spin around to face their mentor, kneeling obediently.

"You've done well today; I see that many of you have taken yesterday's lessons to heart." He said, lording over them. If they had known just how hard he himself had been training to stay ahead of them he doubted they'd demonstrate as much respect as they now did. "However, there is still much to be done. The God Emperor expects nothing short of excellence from you, and that is what we shall deliver. You serve not only his holiness, but the citizens of our great Empire. Each mistake you make is a failure upon every one of them, a failure upon your duty."

He stood against the gazes of their many expressionless masks, their emotions and intentions concealed beneath just as intended. Their bodies were draped in revealing yet flowing white robes, topped with a hood each as they emulated Hesin's own attire. All were younger than him, no older than two decades for he was still a young man himself. Even still, they appeared to look up to him in expectant silence, taking in the bits of knowledge that he was able to provide.

"In time, each of you will hold the heavy mantle of upholding The Empire's safety and security, both inward and outward. You shall uproot unlawful deviants, criminals, traitors, heretics, and bring them into the justice of The Sages. You shall eliminate rulers that threaten The Empire, including vassals of The Empire itself. You shall do all this...and fall in the service of our people and our God Emperor."

"HONOR, MASTER." They responded in unison, bowing their heads.

A grin of pride crept across Hesin's scarred face, hidden from their sight. "I am...pleased with your progress thus far, and so I come with a task that shall test our Order's worth. My command is simple, The Concubine Empress Xenia must be observed at all times."

The steel masks concealed any hint of surprise at his words, if there was any at all. Xenia was not of House Vaid, not by blood. The Hesian Order would protect her with their lives, yet an intrusion of her privacy would be accepted as far less heretical than a descendant of The God Emperor.

"You will shift each hour, two observers at a time. I want everything she does to be recorded and brought to me, not a single exception. Am I clear?" He asked, studying each of them. He had granted Lalian his word, yet neither he nor The Lanthian himself were able to find a shred of evidence against her large enough that it may orchestrate her downfall. With Hesin allotting the majority of his waking moments to his own training and that of his apprentices, and Lalian continuing to painstakingly oversee the construction of The Grand Pyramid, there was hardly a moment to keep track of their mutual target. That ended now, for whatever the cause of Lalian's resentment Hesin would uphold his end of the bargain.

Every hooded head nodded in understanding, and he lowered his voice a miniscule amount. "You shall remain unseen...for the punishment of discovery shall be severe." He said in a menacing tone, his single eye peering intently through his mask. A long moment of silence lingered as he allowed the statement to sink in, until he finally snapped his fingers once more. "That is all for today. You are dismissed, rest for the night and we shall resume in the morning."

"Honor, Master." They replied to his command, each standing up and beginning to gracefully make their way toward the far end of The Training Hall where a single stone door concealed the stairway to their many dorms beneath the ground.