Who a King Must Do Ch. 07

He could have gone into her mind and eroded everything that had made her hate him, but in doing so he would have taken from her the memories of her father. Touching the memories of once parents was one thing the High King could not do. No matter how malleable that would have made her.

"What did you..." Vanessa finally struggled against her bindings, not because she was afraid, but because there was a sudden flare and damp spot between her legs as she looked at the unhappy expression of Anduin.

"You are the first person I had to change," he told her. "Know that this is my last resort. I have made you desire me above all else and once I have marked you," his hand slowly travelled off her head and over her chest, gently massaging her chest and causing her to sigh erotically before she could stop herself. "You will no longer be able to hate me."

"Why don't you just shit all over what I am if you have that kind of power?!" Vanessa demanded to know.

"Because I aim to make you devoted to my goals and submissive to me. If I wanted to get rid of you, I would just kill you," he suddenly grabbed Shalamayne with his other hand and rammed it into the table next to her. The blade cut through the wood like a hot knife through butter, only stopping at the hilt and the golden and purple orb of light hovering in it. "I am capable of that as well."

"You would do me a mercy with that...I don't want to want you!" Vanessa declared as the damp spot grew bigger in response to Anduin's manly, benevolent face only a few inches from her own. Suddenly, his attractiveness, which she had buried under her disdain, was all she could see and she desperately wanted to press her lips on his. She shook her head, but failed to clear her thoughts.

"Don't say that just yet, I promise life with me will turn out to be pleasing," Anduin said. "This is your punishment. For all the sins you committed, I will turn you into a whore," the damp spot became properly wet at being called that single word, "that lives in accordance to my wishes. For those wishes, I need you to retain your cunning and your skill. I will also never spit on a father's memories. No matter how full of mistakes that father was."

As he spoke, one piece of plate after the other was put on the ground. When she saw the massive bulge in his pants she gulped, keenly aware that she WOULD give in once the massive prick in there entered her. Her desires for Anduin were strong now, once they were fulfilled, she knew they would swap into devotion.

Weirdly, that thought seemed less terrible by the second. Maybe ending a life of crime and paranoia in favour of become the willing cocksleeve and puppet of a strong man, of Anduin Wrynn himself, wasn't that bad? It would be a lot safer, at the very least.

"Let me reiterate what I meant with 'paying back' earlier," Anduin stated as his muscular chest was unveiled from underneath the leather shirt that had covered it. "The stonemasons guild will soon receive a massive job that will be paid with thrice the usual sum and a private brothel filled with slaves that will serve members of their guild for the next 25 years. They will receive property and they will receive tax cuts."

"You will appease those hurt. Without punishing those that wielded the knife, that is a half-assed justice," Vanessa stated, shrouding how much she was surprised even by that generosity.

"Indeed, which is why the nobles who refused to pay will soon lose their titles," Anduin declared. "Their assets will go to the state and sold to the burghers and craftsmen in turn. The noble class in its entirety will be dissolved within the next 10 years."

The gnomes had taught the High King about a thing called meritocracy and shown him extensive data backing up that it would catapult Stormwind's economic growth even further forward. Their projections predicted that soon Anduin's kingdom would produce more value per year than Ironforge and Gnomeregan combined and that was without the change to meritocracy.

"That is... impossible," Vanessa gasped both at his announcement and his enormous cock. She had thought the bulge to be big, but it turned out the High King wasn't even fully erect yet. In her voice reverberated admiration, now that she no longer was capable of irrationally hating Anduin for who he was and heard his plans, she felt her undergarments soaking. It was like she was getting everything she had ever wanted, plus she was about to get fucked by the greatest stud on Azeroth.

Anduin climbed on the table and over her. His strong hand moved in to rip the clothes of her body. Even naked, a rogue could escape unseen, so he didn't need to worry about her state of undress if he did.

The 'thunk' sound of a heavy object being put down on a nearby workbench pulled Anduin's attention elsewhere. Looking over to his right, he saw Valeera but down her second gauntlet as well and then start working on her boots. "Anduin, before you take this sleazy traitor," she stated getting her first leg freed, "I want you - no I DEMAND you mark me." She stepped out of the second boot and opened up her leotard.

"Get in line!" Vanessa reprimanded, disbelieving that it was her who said that. When Anduin put the wet headscarf back into her mouth, the emotionally confused Defias leader was almost thankful.

"I was second in the line, right after Tyrande," Valeera informed her fellow rogue. "but because of reasons," she left it at that, "I didn't take the opportunity granted to me. I wasn't second, I wasn't third, but now that I have made my decision I will be damned if I am the fifth." The magic holding the rest of her outfit together unmade itself, leotard and hood alike.

Now open, her blonde hair fell down to her calves. The nipples atop her pale breasts were of a more intense reddish colour than Anduin would have thought, but they still harmonized nicely with her skin. Downstairs she was perfectly smooth, not a single hair as the blood elf knew her way around using a blade even for the finest of purposes.

Her arms and legs were still wrapped in black bandages, but that made her look like she was wearing exotic stockings that left hand and feet bare. "I will give in to that demand," Anduin answered and left behind and Vanessa who looked after him with undesired longing.

He made his way over to Valeera and she met him halfway. The formed gladiator was sturdy, so there was no reason to treat her like a piece of glass. Rather, he treated her like what she was, a woman who deeply desired him and was about to willingly bind her fate to his - as his slave. They met in an assault of naked flesh. They basically rammed into each other, chest to chest.

Right away he felt her heavy heartbeat as her breasts squished against his chest. It was amazing to feel them, like with Jaina he had desired Valeera even when he had been innocent. There had been others, but those two were the only reoccurring ones. Where the arch mage had been his safe fantasy, always being her loving self in his imagination, Valeera had been the feisty type, doing things in a more domineering way.

As her lips kept trying to win the wrestling of their tongues he realized that this fantasy was close to reality. Her arms wrapped around his broad back, long fingernail digging and scratching along it as she attempted to overpower him. Push him on the table and ride him, Valeera really was truly fierier than the submissive sluts he had taken until now, a new flavour willing to be added to his collection and an erotic wish harvested for years come true.

Anduin groaned into her mouth, then his hands found her ass. He cupped the entirety of the tight ass, his fingers digging deep trenches into the soft flesh as he lifted her up. "What are you doi-" she wanted to know as her lips went out of reach to continue their assault.

"I have waited too long for this," Anduin told her and the drenched pussy of the blood elf completely agreed as her parted her lower lips with his cock and she slid down his entire length. The process was only slowed by how tight she was.

Something elvish was pushed out of her dark red lips. "Anduin, you are splitting me apart!" she almost shouted when she was down to his base.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

"Are you fucking with me?!" she wanted to know as her legs closed behind his lower back, her thick thighs keeping her on lockdown. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she pushed herself up only to sink back down. "Split me more! Split me apart and make me yours!" Valeera demanded, taking this as the closest thing she would get to riding him.

Anduin loved this dynamic of him carrying a woman in front of his chest and being their only hold as he pounded into them from below. It was incredibly taxing on the body, so it gave him a good workout, he was as close as was possible to Valeera and he was in complete control.

"So many weeks wasted on doubt," she moaned. "Oh, I have seen you take your slaves so many times, I thought their moans and gasps too overacted but fuuuuuck meeeee," she let out a prolonged groan, biting her lip in the process. The scene got even more blood rushing into Anduin's cock. He felt her long hair brush against the back of his ass-grabbing hands. Every time the smacking of their hips echoed through the small cellar, a splatter of her juices hit his legs. The lower lip she had bit flung back into its normal position as she suddenly went silent, her whole-body quivering.

Valeera seemed to be a quiet one during sex, not screaming even as her pussy wrung Anduin's cock to cum with her. Her hands clawed even deeper into Anduin's back, without a doubt a doubt she was leaving tiny bloody lines there, the kind that he absolutely didn't mind. The light pain only heightened his sensations. "By the sun..." she managed to press out, then the High King had the brilliant idea to repay her for her scratches with some pain on her own. "Annndduuuiiiiinnnnn," she groaned like a cat in heat as he bit her neck.

He didn't draw blood but from the way her whole body started to tense and do nothing but vibrate against his, it was pretty clear that it was working. As he kept pulling her over his cock, he slowly felt his need to cum build up. It had been a few days since the last time after all. His natural stamina still worked wonders, as he used his Light granted discipline so delay his orgasm for long enough to allow Valeera to calm down. "You said 'your slaves'," he grunted, concentrated on making the point before he did what he was going to do.

"Yes... yes, I did," Valeera was confused why he brought that up. The shorter part of her hair, the curls that fell down her chest, flew up and down between them as they kept going roughly. "What about it?"

"You made a mistake there, if you truly want to be with me it is 'your other slaves'," he told her.

Shocked by being on the receiving tone of his dominating tone, but incredibly turned on by it as well, Valeera answered, "I am sorry, master, yes, I meant your other slaves."

"So you truly want to be with me."

"With you, yours, I don't care. I was always going to serveeee - haaaaaah," an intensive aftershock suddenly tensed up her body. "Fuck," something in elvish muttered under her breath, "I am about to cum again." She gathered her breath to continue their conversation. Anduin wished she would hurry up, he was about to bust a nut larger than the one he had impregnated Jaina with. "I would have served you, now I... dammit, I love you, I want to devote myself to you."

Now Anduin got closer to the two questions of importance. "Then you are fine with receiving my mark?"

"Yes, I saw how Shandris squirted all over everything when she received hers, I want to feel that as well, give it to me, Anduin," Valeera gasped, deepy excited, her pussy pulsating as mind and instincts were one in the intent to milk him.

"And get pregnant with my child?"

That had Valeera stop in her movements as she was suddenly confronted with something she had skipped thinking about. Right, every single woman, no matter what kind of race, Anduin had cum inside until this point had been confirmed pregnant. There was no way she would dodge that bullet if she was to receive his mark. "Uhm," suddenly she was less sure. "I..."

"You got five seconds," Anduin put her on the spot, there was no way he could have held back much longer. "Five," he started to count down, Valeera looked panicked. "Four," in flight, fight or freeze, her body suddenly found a fourth choice. "Three," she started moving again, riding on his cock, the fourth choice was fuck. "Two," he clutched his teeth, balls were boiling. "On-"

"Yes, fill me up!" Valeera shouted out as exactly that happened. "I don't care," she added more quietly, "I don't care about being pregnant if it's your kid. Knock me up. Make me yours, just make me yooooouuuursssssss." The ability to formulate comprehensive sentences was taken from her as her fel-green coloured eyes were violently overtaken by the deep purple. Anduin's Light infused semen also carried the Shadow deep into her.

The mark sprouted around her hairless crotch and with it came a wave of immense ecstasy as it always did for the newcomers of Anduin's slave harem. Her breast pushed against Anduin's chest again. Her heartbeat was intense, extremely quick like she was in the middle of a heavy combat situation and yet every beat felt like a hammer was beating inside her chest.

There was no doubt in his mind that Valeera would be a perfect slave going into the future and a strong mother to his children. He was, however, slightly dissatisfied that despite her rolled back eyes and wide open mouth, she remained quiet as a mouse. The sound of a woman losing herself in ecstasy was one of the sweetest single tones that his ears could pick up. Sadly, this was missing here.

Undoubtedly, she was having a climax of previously unknown proportions though. As her pussy milked him for every drop of cum it could. Her words had said she didn't know if she wanted a child, but her pussy was guzzling down every bit of baby batter it could receive greedily. Soon, he found another reason than just her female instincts for that though.

It was no secret that blood elves had suffered from immense mana withdrawal following the Third War. Unlike everyone else of her kind, Valeera did not have access to the renewed Sunwell, leaving her eyes tainted green from that one time she had been possessed by a Dread Lord and continuously fighting with that very addiction.

As it so happened, Anduin's cum was immensely rich in magical energies. The shadow was completely used up in the spell that made the mark around her pussy lips, but there was an abundance of Light. Thus, her mana craving body naturally siphoned all of the energy out of his seed. Her eyes didn't go back to green once the purple drained from them, instead they assumed a soft golden colour.

She was breathing heavily for a bit before she looked up to kiss him. "That was amazi-" she stopped when she saw her own reflection in a particularly large glass. "Did you fuck the proverbial devil out of me?!" she asked, aghast.

"That appears to be so, yes," Anduin said. Confident that her legs around his hips held on tight enough, he raised one hand off her ass to brush aside a lock of her hair. "Do you dislike it?"

"I have been running around with those accursed eyes for too long," she shook her head. "This is a much better colour, your colour, my master," she used that word a bit more ironically than Anduin liked, but it also made him smirk. If she remained feisty that was more proof that the mark did nothing to erode personalities on its own. He would also have missed attitude if she had just went ahead and become like the rest of his slaves. Not that he was complaining about the three perfectly submissive cocksleeves he had at home, it was just nice to have different things in life.

"Now, there is one more question I should ask you," Anduin declared and finally pulled out of her. His cock was still completely erect as he looked at the slightly smaller woman and asked. "Do you want to be just slave or also bride?"

"Oh... I..." Valeera was once more overwhelmed by a question she didn't expect. "I... I would love to bear your name, Anduin. If you would let me, I would love to be your second queen, even if most of my life will be in the shadows."

"Then we will arrange for our marriage upon our return to Stormwind," Anduin said, turning to Vanessa. "And I think you could use an assistant in the darkness, could you not?"