Who a King Must Do Ch. 50

Valtrois acknowledged that with a graceful nod, before taking a sip from the wine. It filled her mouth with a fruity, sweet taste and a sparkling sensation that pleasantly accompanied the liquid as it ran down her throat. From her stomach, a warm feeling spread outward, concentrating in her loins and breasts. A second gulp only intensified the lustful sensation. "Admittedly, this tastes even better than arcwine," she commented, her breathing more heated than before.

"That is a high compliment," the High King said, taking a deep gulp of his own wine.

"As if the nightborne could create anything competing with you -- especially this one," Stellagosa suddenly chimed into the conversation. "Pleasure seeing you again, Valtrois."

"A 'pleasure' certainly," the arcanist responded, her voice dripping in friendly sarcasm. The two had briefly worked together during the Legion invasion and gotten well acquainted in that time. "Don't you have greater obligations than sass me, now that you're the aspect of magic?"

"She certainly does," Anduin decided beckoning the blue-haired woman to come closer. "Put your lips to good use, Stella," he told her.

Over the rim of her chalice, Valtrois watched as the blue dragoness hurriedly dropped to her knees. The floor, just like the chairs, was padded by a layer of stuffed leather. While Stellagosa's azure lips wrapped around the massive cock, Valtrois emptied her first cup of wine. The various fantasies she had of Anduin punishing her as he wanted surfaced with great intensity. Her blue skin took a purple hue from the intensity of her heat.

Aclysia filled Valtrois' empty chalice. As she moved the new wine to her lips, her unoccupied right began rubbing her clit. She was perfectly prescient about what she was doing and felt no shame. She was gorgeous and the situation was clearly sexual -- had been meant to be that from the start. If he was getting a blowjob, she was more than in her right to masturbate to the sight.

For his part, Anduin guided Stellagosa's bobbing head, while holding his own chalice. "Cheers," he toasted. Their cups met with the clacking sound of solid metal colliding. Valtrois emptied this second cup in a single swig.

The aphrodisiac alcohol rushed through her body like a wave of fire, further intensifying her already immense desires. Openly, she moaned, pussy overflowing like never before in her life. Although the Slutstud did much to that end, the main reason for her lust were the strong, blue eyes that stayed fixated on her, with wisdom and desire.

Voice quivering, pitch raised, Valtrois continued their conversations, "A-aaahn-nduin... I've... been resolved... to offer my -oh fuck- offer my body in return for Sssstormwinds... help."

"Nothing like that will be necessary," Anduin responded, his tone majestic and body language controlled. Stellagosa was giving him an expect blowjob, as pleasurable in the situation as it could be without reducing her Master's composure. "I aim to unite this world in peace. My dominance and lust inform the path I decided to walk to achieve this peace, but I will not demand anyone give up their body to protect their people."

Valtrois felt her heart skip a beat and her pussy twitch in frustration. His earnest conviction inflamed a feeling different and stronger than mere lust for this perfect man. Her base instincts, however, were annoyed that he wasn't taking her up on her exceedingly clear offer. In his eyes, the arcanist could read that Anduin knew exactly what she wanted.

The High King looked to the dragoness between his legs and gave a simple order, "Do not swallow." He wasn't close yet, but he wanted to get that established before it got necessary. His gaze returned to Valtrois. More specifically, to her breasts. The nightborne was working her pussy with both hands now, squishing her sizable tits between her upper arms. "Your mind is going to odd places while your people are under attack."

"When you... ahhh--- almost turn into a mana-craving g-ghoul, danger lo-ooohsssss-ses a lot of its imp-pact," Valtrois gasped. She couldn't believe she hadn't orgasmed yet. It was as if the presence of Anduin alone made her sexual desires subservient to his. She had never felt this way about any other man -- which was also the reason why he was the only man, in all her life, that had stuck to her mind. All previous encounters she had with the opposite sex had been one-night stands during particularly bored nights. None of them had been worthy of her. In general, she had preferred female servants to help take care of her, previously quite tame, desires. Meeting Anduin had changed that completely. "I should... also offer... an apology for the time I sssspied on you.... Certainly, nothing short off my body will doooooo!" Valtrois cried, so close to release, yet stopping herself just before she got there. Panting and desperate, she stared at Anduin.

Who stared back, hard and domineering. Stellagosa's head bounced in his lap, accelerating steadily under the instruction of her Master's hand. Wet sounds filled the room, not only from the repeated deepthroating of Anduin's massive prick, but also the numerous sex slaves pleasuring themselves or, if high enough in the pecking order, using those not allowed to touch themselves unprompted for their own satisfaction.

Stellagosa moaned, her throat getting used in a way that had her orgasming repeatedly. Envious, Valtrois watched, her fingers still and her firm breasts jiggling from the constant shifting she did in her chair. She wanted to press for an answer from Anduin, but the perfect Master's presence was too domineering to allow any question.

Even as he closed his eyes and let out a satisfied exhale, he seemed completely in control. Stellagosa took the first spurt of seed down her throat, then slowly slid up. Although she had orders not to swallow, the High King's loads would often be too large to keep in her mouth in her entirety. Her throat reverberated from the muffled, orgasmic screams. Each fresh rope of delicious cum filling her caused another wave of pussy juice to squirt over the leather-padded floor.

"What do you desire?" Anduin asked, while Stellagosa massaged the last drops of cum from his shaft and into her mouth. "No excuses, no political reasons, just your own want: what is it?"

"Your harem..." Valtrois started, swallowing heavily with the bordering lust, "...the harem containing the most powerful women of the world, serving the perfect Master. I deserve to be part of it."

Anduin chuckled. He wasn't a great fan of any of his woman demanding anything, but Valtrois did so in the same breath as she acknowledged that she would serve him as her Master. Already, the High King knew which of the two she felt stronger about. However, making her prove it to herself would be a nice introduction into her future lifestyle. "If you wish to be mine, we need to establish a few things first," he said. "First: you will be bred. As often as I wish, you will carry my children."

"Yes, Master," the arcanist gasped, her fingers returning to working her clit. Her lust had just barely calmed down enough that she could pleasure herself without orgasming immediately. "It is only right that I carry the children of the greatest man. My progeny should be as perfect as we are."

"Secondly, you must decide whether you want to be a pure sex slave or my thirteenth wife."

"I will submit to you as your wife -- my usefulness far exceeds my curves and I will have a title to reflect that." Glancing towards the rest of the harem, many of them exclusively sex slaves and many more powerful than she was. "Not that I wish to imply those who chose a different path are not useful."

Anduin nodded, appeased by that addition. "Lastly, you will prove that you will obey by serving me before I make you wear my mark," he spoke with authority and Valtrois reacted by writhing lustfully in her chair. "Kiss my sex slave Stellagosa to swear you will obey me for the rest of the day -- whatever happens."

Eagerly, the arcanist leaned forwards, waiting for the blue dragoness to separate from Anduin's cock. A mouthful of cum, Stellagosa turned around and took the single step towards Valtrois. Neither of the two would have admitted that they wanted to kiss each other from the moment they had first saw each other's beauty. That their blue lips now met with the seed of their perfect man to be exchanged between them was raw bliss.

Valtrois, despite loathing the taste of cum in the past, did not hesitate to open her mouth and let the thick white cream cover her tongue. She was rewarded with a wave of deliciousness incomparable to any wine or other drink. Eagerly, she deepened her kiss with Stellagosa, whose long tongue met her. Back and forth, they swapped the seed. It diminished gradually, running down their throats and being diluted by saliva.

Quivering with the need to climax, entranced by the happenings, Valtrois didn't notice when Anduin got up. He moved behind her chair, then whispered into her ear, "Cum for your Master."

The kiss ended with an explosive shout, as the arcanist flicked her clit one more time, sending herself over the edge. Her hips shot up, her heels dug into the ground, her toes curled, and her upper back pressed against the backrest of the chair. It felt more intense than ever before, despite being primarily by her own hand. That it could and would feel even better when her Master-to-be personally enacted his will on her, it excited her beyond reason.

She didn't have to wait long for those fantasies to meet reality. "Bend over the table," Anduin commanded.

Despite her orgasmic trembles, Valtrois obeyed. Attempted to obey, rather, as halfway through she was stopped by Stellagosa. "You forgot the proper response," the blue dragoness chided her would-be fellow sex slave.

Valtrois frowned at the source of the reminder, but bowed to Anduin regardless. "I'm sorry to not have acknowledged your order verbally, Master."

"You're forgiven -- this time," Anduin responded, mildly amused. "Stella, get back on your knees. Pleasure yourself as you watch us. Moan, but do not speak."

The blue dragoness nodded obediently and did as ordered. Masturbating to the sight of her Master dominating another woman was a regular occurrence for her, as it was for all sex slaves in his enormous harem. It was especially joyous an occasion when it was a new, permanent stay getting initiated though. 'Master deserves more of us to suck his delicious cock,' Stellagosa thought. Similar sentiments were in the mind of every other of Anduin's women, still engaged in an escalating lesbian orgy.

Valtrois, meanwhile, bent over the table. It was on a regular table height, but she was quite tall and flexible. Keeping her legs perfectly straight, she placed her squishy tits on the lukewarm metal, leaving her spine curved and her ass pronounced. It was nice and juicy, outlined by the pale purple arcane lines that was present on much of Valtrois' hourglass shaped body.

"You will do fine as a breeding slave," Anduin hummed. What would have been an insult a year ago was now considered a high compliment in the sexually liberated circles of Stormwind and the Alliance at large. Although Valtrois was not yet part of these circles, she still felt the pussy juice trickle down the inside of her magnificent thighs. "You lived long. You aren't a virgin anymore, right?"

"No, Master, but I haven't had a man in about a thousand years."

"Really, a slut like you?" Anduin asked, smacking Valtrois backside with a loud 'SLAP'. For the first time in her life, Valtrois find pleasure in pain.

"You awaken this in me, Master!" she cried, wiggling her ass to invite more of that delicious domination. She got it, periodic spanking interrupting her sentences. "Few are even worthy to touch me, none -- AH! -- could be found worthy to maaarrrrry me... I -- AH! -- slept with other women -- AH! -- whenever I decided my fingers and -- AH! -- toys weren't good enough!"

Anduin stayed his hand, instead gently caressing the now purple-tinted skin of her blue bubble butt. Her pussy lips, of a midnight blue colour, were absolutely drenched by this point. "Did you suck these men off?" he investigated.

"Sadly, yes, Master. Had I known I would meet you, I would have limited myself only to women."

"What about your asshole?" the High King asked.

"I never even considered the possibility." Valtrois stated dismissively.

"What if I want it?"

The arcanist hesitated for one second and that was too long even for herself. Obviously, there was only one answer, "All of my flawless body is yours for the taking, Master."

Anduin gave her one more, comparatively soft, smack to the backside and then angled his cock between her thighs. A couple of times, he thrust between them, covering his erect in her slick love juices. Valtrois could hardly believe the heat and size of the cock. Visual and tactile sensation were entirely different and how far it slid past her thighs gave her a proper estimate of how deep it would penetrate her. Despite her resolve, a wave of uncertainty rose.

The High King felt it from her. Grabbing her by the waist, he used his holy magic to purge the effects of the alcohol. From the Slutstud, fairly little was left anyway. The pleasure she had felt thus far had dissolved the magical aphrodisiac. "I will give you one last chance to back out."

"N-no!" Valtrois answered swiftly. As much as she felt intimated by the size of his manhood, her desire to be his was that much greater. "Proceed as you wish, Master."

Pleased, Anduin pulled back from between her thighs. His now slippery cock brushed over her pussy lips and caused the arcanist to shout with delight. However much she wished that he would just plunge into her pussy right now, the High King had made his choice.

"Relax," he said. It was a demand, and those submissive tendencies that only he could make her feel responded to it. Exorcising her fears in a drawn-out exhale, she prepared herself for the hard prick now pressing against her sphincter.

Carefully, Anduin pushed forwards. His head parted the tight entrance and his girthy shaft soon followed, stretching it out to encompass his size. What started as a moment of certainly unwanted pain quickly transitioned into a neutral pressure and, once her sphincter was sufficiently loosened, growing pleasure.

The High King continued to move slowly. Bowing over her, Anduin kissed the back of Valtrois neck and fingered her pussy. Her body quickly picked up what her mind already knew: that the presence of Anduin was entirely associated with pleasure. Once he had made every facet of her aware of that fact, he started to thrust.

Within ten seconds, Valtrois had every confirmation that it wasn't just the way that he carried himself that made him different from the other men she had slept with. His touch was loving when she needed reassuring and, now that she was calm, transitioned rapidly to the utter domination that she had expected. He wasn't just out to make her feel good, he aimed to completely rock her world.

Faster and faster, he slammed against her ass, sending ripples through the abundant, jiggly flesh. The kisses to her neck were replaced with nibbles to her long ears. The working of her pussy by his fingers accelerated.

Valtrois knew exactly when she started climaxing. The sensation of bliss made stars appear all over her field of vision. Her legs were shaking. Her pussy gushed. Her mouth was agape with screams of ecstasy. The sounds she made were animalistic and raw, far from the dignified image a woman of her stature was associated with. Finally, her legs gave in. Anduin stopped for only one moment, pushing her further onto the tabletop so he could fuck her harder more easily.

That was exactly what she had yearned for: the utter subservience of her body to his desires.

Valtrois knew exactly when she started climaxing, but she had no idea how long she kept getting fucked from one orgasm into the next. It was all bliss, eliminating her sense of time and leaving her wanting nothing more but to keep serving. "Fuck me, Master!" she screamed. "Please use me! Use me!"

After however long, she heard his voice again. "On your knees," he commanded her, already pulling her by the hair from the table. His cock slipped out of her asshole. The intense sense of loss she felt was overpowered a moment later when she, once on the floor, was covered in several waves of seed.

Stellagosa was lending the High King her hand, finishing him off and letting each rope of cum splatter over Valtrois' face and tits. Arcane magic imbued in her palm simultaneously cleaned his cock of any unwanted remains of the anal engagement.

Covered in a heavy load of Anduin's thick cum, Valtrois panted heavily. Her eyelids were sealed shut, her tongue stretched past her deep blue lips in search of that delicious spunk and her tits quivered with each heavy breath she took.

Finished cumming all over her, Anduin took the half step forward that separated them and rested his balls on her face. Valtrois reacted appropriately, angling her head so she could kiss the seed-filled sack, while his heavy cock laid between her eyes. "Are you not going to ask why I didn't cum inside you?" the High King wondered.

"Your seed is a blessing wherever you wish to give it to me, Master," Valtrois responded submissively.

'She may be even more suited for this life than I thought,' Anduin hummed in his mind, pleased by that answer. "Clean your eyes," he ordered, prompting Valtrois to use the same arcane trick as Stellagosa to whisk away the semen covering her eyelids. Loving the hot, gooey feeling on her face and tits, she left the rest untouched. "Valtrois, Stella, both of you suck my cock."

""Yes, Master,"" the two answered in unison and exchanged a competitive glance.

Precisely because of the obvious rivalry, Valtrois let Stellagosa go first. She already knew that this was a field in which her experience was vastly inferior, so she observed the technique of one of the harem's greatest cocksuckers with great interest.

Stellagosa started with teasing kisses and long, loving licks, venerating her Master's manhood while submissively staring up at him. Once Anduin let out a pleased groan, she wrapped her lips around his cock. She went down a third of his respectable size, before sliding back up halfway and working the tip with her tongue and repeated bobs. Just before that treatment started to get monotonous, she slid back down. Rather than take him all the way into her throat immediately, something she was very well capable of, she went up and down in long, sensuous strokes, going a little deeper each time. When her pale blue lips and pale nose finally connected with his groin, she provided further pleasure by moving her head in small circles. Then she gradually retreated.

Valtrois took the place the second the loud 'pop' announced the departure of Stellagosa's tightly sealed lips. She skipped on the kissing and licking, understanding that it was a foreplay meant to maximize sensitivity. Instead, she went straight to working the glans. Initially, Anduin found her blowjob to be rather average -- which was to be expected from her level of experience. Valtrois quickly demonstrated the genius that had given way to her pride, however, by rapidly unravelling all the parts of a good blowjob technique she hadn't been able to understand by simply observing.

Swirling tongue and bobbing motions quickly became not only well-timed but also attuned to Anduin's size. A hand placed on her white hair encouraged Valtrois to go deeper. She had never deepthroated before, but Valtrois was too competitive not to try. Pushing herself to the edge of what her gag reflex could handle, the arcanist stopped a third of the way down Anduin's cock. Retreating just a little bit, she gathered her composure and then tried again. The strain on her face was obvious, but eased up considerably the further she went. All encouragement she needed was found in the pleased expression of her soon-to-be Master and the reluctant respect on Stellagosa's face.