Who a King Must Do Ch. 51

Anduin had realized by now that nightborne, like all the other elves he had met, had a natural inclination to be submissive. Night elves, blood elves, high elves, void elves, they had all been waiting for a world in which there were partners worthy of taking charge of them. Thalyssra and Valtrois were proof that this was true of the nightborne too. He needed to push her right buttons, prove his dominance, prove his sincerity, and his heroic spirit, and she was his.

"Do you want to obey me?" he added a second question.

"The Nightwell!" Thalyssra changed the topic back, trying her best not to stare at his cock. Her eyes only found the ecstatic faces of the others and breasts of all sizes quivering with each desperate breath. "What would you demand to renew it?"

"Nothing," Anduin answered honestly.

"You would ask for nothing?" Thalyssra's confusion distracted her from the wet texture of her panties. "No demand that we share its power with you? That we join the Alliance?" She looked at Valtrois, reminding her of what was going on and how unbelievably horny it made her. Hard nipples poked through the burgundy cloth that covered her front. "That you gain additional sex slaves?"

"I don't want to force anyone to follow me," Anduin said, shaking his head. "If you wish to share the power, to join the Alliance, or to submit, you will have to make the choice yourself." He sensed that Valtrois wanted to say something and let go of her head.

Thalyssra almost missed her friend's words, as she stared wide-eyed at the full size of Anduin's cock, standing erect above Valtrois' face. "Without the Nightwell, we can't defend ourselves against another invasion. Undo your mistake and empower it again."

It was difficult to think while rubbing her legs together. She gasped even at that little stimulation and pussy juice smeared over the inside of her firm, yet squishy thighs. 'If he wished to strongarm us into pledging allegiance to his faction over the Horde, he would keep the means of our defence from us.'

Anduin pulled Valtrois away from his balls, which she had so lovingly caressed after she had said what she needed, and back over his cock. Smoothly, he thrusted deep into her throat. Her scream made him grin. He recognized the intensity. Valtrois was, for sure, as much of a true cocksucker as Aclysia, Stellagossa, Yrel and Maiev were. No normal woman, not even the nymphomaniacs of the Alliance, would have gotten off this hard by having their faces fucked after just two days of training. Even if the cock doing the work was that of the perfect Master.

Increasing the speed of his thrusts, Anduin closed in on the edge. Without missing a beat, he kept going. Desire and care were written all over his face, while he looked at Valtrois. She did her best to stare back, but her glowing white eyes kept rolling up behind her fluttering eyelids. "What a magnificent comfort hole," Anduin groaned. Thalyssra moaned out loud at those words and he came, only the head of his cock in her mouth.

Tongue and quivering, tightly sealed lips massaged him while he unloaded his massive load inside his newest sex slave. False semen, no less thick but not quite the true cum, flooded the mouth of his haremettes at the same time. Greedily, they all swallowed. Each gulp fuelled a rewarding orgasm, growing a sticky, wet spot on the smooth stone floor. They swallowed every drop. Only an order could have stopped them.

Anduin gave none. He had no need to tease or entice Thalyssra by making Valtrois or anyone else share his cum with her. He didn't even need to pressure her further. He just needed to give her the time to come to her own conclusion. "The Alliance will aid Suramar whenever you are unjustly attacked," he promised. "We desire a peaceful world. As long as you do not aggress yourself, we have no need for you to pledge allegiance."

"...Certainly, it would dissuade future attackers if we had the Nightwell to shield us and the Alliance to back us up..." Those clear words were replaced by heavy panting, while Anduin made Valtrois get in front of him. Legs straight, torso lowered, the arcanist was in perfect position to be fucked standing. "Are you going to... risk impregnating her... by fucking her with that cum drenched cock?"

"There's no risk, Master has already bred me," Valtrois revealed. Her voice was the most fulfilled Thalyssra had ever heard her. Then ecstasy reflected on her face and she screamed, both were caused by Anduin penetrating her ready folds.

Motionless, Thalyssra stood there, pondered while she watched so eagerly her old friend getting her brain scrambled by Anduin's masterful fucking. Her thoughts circled around allegiances and submission. He promised her every tool that she could stay independent, that Suramar could stand without binding itself completely to anyone. In doing so, however, would they not just repeat the mistake of the past? Isolate themselves until finally someone came along that ignited internal strife? Was it not perhaps better to become part of something greater? Had she not earned herself a future beyond leadership?

Several minutes passed and under the lustful cries of the harem, all getting fucked by phantom cocks, Thalyssra questioned the answer that came to her. Then, when the final orgasmic cries echoed, all present women except her filled with a fresh load of Anduin's cum, she knew what she wanted to do.

Thalyssra had a hand between her legs now. She didn't even care that everyone was watching her being almost as depraved as them, as she dismissed her conjured clothing and started masturbating. "High King... Anduin Llane... Wrynn," she gasped, her pussy burning more than ever before in her life. Gradually she sunk to her knees, her legs becoming too weak to carry her. "I wish to submit... like Valtrois has... to you as myself... to become happy as yours... your sex slave..." those three words made her entire body shudder with lust. Despite this, she had to add words of reason, "But I cannot speak for the entirety of my people. My service, is mine alone. They... ahhh... they must decide..."

Anduin pulled out of Valtrois and held her just long enough that she could find her balance. He gestured for her to join the others, then walked over to Thalyssra. Under his stern gaze, her hand stopped. The authority in his eyes forbade her from pleasuring herself just because she wanted to. He demanded better discipline, just by his presence.

"Everyone will get to decide for themselves, you have my word," he promised her, while stepping up. Gently, firmly, he placed a hand on her white hair and pulled her towards his cock. Thalyssra had never given head before, but for him her mouth opened without hesitation. She could taste Valtrois and the other members of his harem on his slippery shaft. Even if he hadn't fucked all of them directly recently, everyday use of his sex slaves meant that their taste and traces of their mana were imbued in his cock. The First Arcanist could taste all of it.

'No wonder everyone loves to submit to it,' Thalyssra thought, while moaning at the sweetness of the blending aromas and the masculine scent that overpowered them all. 'This is the cock of a true ruler, one who can satisfy all he makes his subjects.'

Anduin groaned approvingly, when Thalyssra opened her mouth wide and attempted to slide further down his shaft. She reached her limit less than a third down. Her enthusiasm was noted, even if she didn't have the natural talent of Valtrois or the other cocksucking sluts in his harem. "Good girl," he groaned and pulled her back off his cock. "I acknowledge your submission. You will be the centre of the ritual to restore the Nightwell."

"If it requires an act of perfect synchronicity, a well-studied team may be wiser..." Thalyssra said, only to bite her tongue when she realized what she was doing and that it wasn't proper. Not for what she had just begged to become. "I am sorry for trying to correct you, master."

"Try saying that again," Anduin demanded. "My title."

"...master?"

"You are not saying it properly," Anduin chided her and kneeled down. He grabbed her chin with one hand and let magic flow from his fingertips that removed any traces of his precum from her lips. He leaned forwards and claimed her dark blue mouth with his own.

Thalyssra felt like her heart stopped beating and exploded in a jubilation scream at the same time. Eagerly she opened her mouth for him again, this time to let his tongue enter. The hand on her head wandered to the back of it and pulled her close. Never before had any man dared to be so forceful with her. She loved it. She loved every second of his kisses, often rough, sometimes tender, slow, fast, and interchanging in angle. Her breathing accelerated further, as she tried her best to reciprocate the aggressive movements of his tongue. It made her dizzy, the way he utterly controlled her with just a hand, his mouth and his presence.

Anduin slowly pushed Thalyssra backwards, until she laid under him on the stone. All while kissing her deliciously sweet lips, he parted her legs and positioned himself between them. Thalyssra screamed into his mouth when she felt his hot cock brush against her cunt. There was no penetration though. Instead, the High King broke the kiss. "Say it again," he demanded.

"Master," she swooned. The proper veneration for his dominance finally swung in her voice. She could hear and feel it herself. It was more than just a title; it was a promise to submit to him and for him to take care of her. Saying it with real conviction changed her entire world. That man on top of her, he and what he would give her was all that would matter for her future.

"The ritual requires all of us to share a moment of unison," Anduin explained, a hand trailing over her body. "There is no easier way to unify my entire harem than in a moment of ecstasy."

"And to unify us all, I need to bear the mark that let's guide my desires," Thalyssra finished, when his eyes instructed her to do so.

"Smart girl," Anduin complimented her, as he slowly pushed forwards. One tit quivered from the ecstatic breathing, the other was squished under his left palm. Eyes focused on her face, Anduin watched her expression gradually change into a happily contorted mess of desire and fulfillment. When he was fully inside her, her outstretched tongue was the only thing interrupting her lewd grin.

Anduin stayed fully sheathed inside her. They would both enjoy it more if he gave her a moment to get used to his size. Affectionately, he stroked her cheek and carefully he teased her breasts. As he slowly pulled out of her tight cunt, those actions got more forceful. He had her suck on his fingers, pulled her nipples, and tested how comfortable she was with choking. Very comfortable, as he wasn't surprised to find out.

"Elves like you live to be cocksleeves," he laughed at her, tapping the side of her face with enough force that it almost counted as a slap.

"Yes, Master!" Thalyssra cried. Her entire body shivered when that word rang from her. She had to say it again. "Master!" she moaned, while his movements reversed. His cock sunk back into her cunt. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his hips, wanting him to plunge in faster. "Master!" Each time she cried that word, she felt a sense of liberation. Submission was entirely her choice, to give her body up was entirely her choice, and she knew that he would stop if she truly wanted him to. In that trust lay ultimate freedom. "Masteeeer!" she screamed the only proper title for her man, who was once again back inside her pussy to the hilt.

Their eyes met. This was the last time Thalyssra could ask for him to stop. The thought didn't even cross her mind. With an adoring expression on her face, she nodded. Not for him to continue, that much she saw as obvious, but for him to completely claim and breed her. Anduin understood the nod and grabbed her by the hips.

Then he proceeded to fuck her.

Anduin started hard and fast, and only accelerated further. Drenched, his cock slid through her gripping folds effortlessly. In and out, accompanied by the slapping of flesh against flesh. Thalyssra was quiet for a few seconds, feeling practically nothing. Her brain failed to register just what exactly was happening. Then the pleasure hit her like a bucket of cold water -- except this was a very, very welcome surprise.

Underneath him, the white-haired, blue-skinned elf suddenly began to spasm. Disappointing as her previous encounters with men had been, taken altogether, she had at least thought that she knew what an orgasm felt like. If not from them, then from the nights she spent with other women or alone with conjured toys. What Anduin did to her proved all of that wrong. He utterly and completely fucked her, hammering her cunt with endless stamina and vigour.

While he slammed into the depths of her pussy with his large cock, the rest of Anduin's body did not stay inactive. His hands wandered, sometimes compromising the speed of his thrusts, to rub her clit, caress her body, and cup her tits. On some of those opportunities, he bowed down and bit the midnight blue crowns atop those sizable spheres of soft flesh.

He could see how Thalyssra completely gave herself to his domination. Writhing and screaming under his thrusts and touch, he could do whatever he wanted with her. They both knew he would bring her orgasm after orgasm. All she had to do was trust him. Something that was made so easy by the gentle nature that laid underneath the demand of his sexual tastes.

There was only one thing she would want more than the constant wave of ecstasy: his seed. Anduin was fully prepared to give it to her as soon as possible.

Once more grabbing her by the hips, he fucked her with the intent of unloading inside her. His eyes were fixated on her jiggling tits, his fingers clawed into her fantastic ass, his cock descended over and over again into her gushing cunt. Thalyssra's eyes had rolled up in her skull and by now she was only capable of lewd grunts. Her lungs were exhausted, her body wrecked with spasms, but her legs were still locked around him. Squishy thighs pressed into the High King's sides.

The perfect Master's orgasm approached suddenly. Just as he felt it rise, he bowed forwards, placing a hand on Thalyssra's throat. Sealing her windpipe, he kept her completely quiet and pinned down. Her legs tightened. Her torso writhed. Her folds massaged him. He came.

Thalyssra's eyes went wide, as the cum flooded her. Heat and magic filled her tight tunnel and the womb beyond. For a moment, purple claimed her eyes. The incomparable ecstasy of simultaneous marking and impregnation turned all her senses into mush.

Anduin listened to her delighted rattles, the only sounds that made it past his asphyxiating grasp. Waves of squirt soiled their joined crotches and the noble stone floor. Continuously, his seed pumped, while his free hand continuously delivered small bangs of pain to the ecstasy-ridden nightborne. He slapped her face, twisted her nipple or spanked what of her round ass he could reach. Each was rewarded with a sudden jerk causing Thalyssra to shift around as little as she could under his powerful pinning. Her tits jiggled each time she arched off the floor.

When he was done filling her and the lack of air had brought her to the border of unconsciousness, Anduin bowed down. "Take your first breath, now truly as my sex slave," he whispered into her ear and let go of her throat.

Air rushed into Thalyssra's lungs with a desperate inhale. Warm and welcoming, it gathered in her and then spread out as a warm prickling all throughout her body. It was enough to almost make her orgasm again, just from the entirety of this new, glorious reality she was settling into. "Thank you, Master," she swooned and looked down on her cunt. Upon seeing the mark around her pussy lips, she moaned. "I'm yours, completely."

"Let's prove that," Anduin decided and grabbed her chin. "Look at me."

Thalyssra did so eagerly. She fell for him hard and fast, and the oddest thing was that she only wondered about her not wondering at all about this. It was just so easy to immediately fall in love with a man that was so clearly and magnificently everything she could have asked for. There was no doubt in her heart that he would make the entire rest of their lives a blissful existence. Submission wasn't something he had to ask for. It was her honour to be his submissive. A proof of her love to her one and only Master.

"Cum," Anduin commanded.

Thalyssra hadn't fully recovered from the aftershocks yet. At the sound of that single word, they flared back up into ecstatic heights. It couldn't compare to the thought-annihilating one she had moments ago, but what could possibly reach the dual bliss of impregnation and complete surrender? Still, this was more than her own hands or anyone else could have ever achieved and it only took him one word.

With all of her will, she concentrated on keeping eye contact. That was his previous order and no matter how much the rest of her body spasmed and writhed, she kept her silver-glowing eyes fixated on his. Anduin returned the lustful gaze approvingly and said two of the most important words she could ever hear: "Good girl."

Watching Thalyssra grind lovingly at that comment made Anduin's heart flutter. She wasn't the only one who had an easy time falling in love. Such a brilliant, gorgeous and adorable woman, completely giving herself to him. What more could he ask for? The High King loved all of his haremettes dearly. Some of them had required a bit of reforming before he could afford them the entire depths of his feelings. All of them had made the effort. No matter their past, they were his now and Anduin would never return such submission with anything less than his adoration.

Brushing strands of hair out of her face, Anduin gently caressed his newest sex slave, while she calmed down. Her pussy wrung the last few drops that may have remained in him from his shaft. When he pulled out, the excess of his cum leaked from her gaping cunt. It was a steady trickle of thick white, contrasting with the dark blue of her skin and even the pale purple runes all over her.

"Follow," Anduin commanded. His tone made it clear that it went out to the entire harem. Those who belonged on the upper layer of the bed rose to the feet, the rest of the sex slaves went on hand and feet and crawled behind them. Thalyssra was one of them. Anduin could see naught but desire on her face, as she fell in line with her fellow sex slaves. She would fit right in.

After climbing through the surrounding decorations and magical wards, they entered the Nightwell. Compared to other fonts of power Anduin had stood in, it was pitiful. The waters that surrounded his feet up to the ankles only had a weak, starlike sparkle to them. The same unnatural calm that he was used to from other such bodies was present. Each wave his steps caused disappeared long before it reached the edge.

"Stella," Anduin turned to the Aspect of Magic, once they all stood near the centre of the well, "Thalyssra and I will ensure we are all in harmonic ecstasy. Prepare the rest of the ritual."

"As you wish, Master," the blue dragon responded. The preparations were fairly simple: the High King and the First Arcanist would remain in the centre of the Nightwell, while the rest of the harem would sit in a circle around them. Theoretically, they could be in whatever position they wanted, but nobody expected to remain standing throughout the ritual.

Rather than simply kneel again, Anduin instructed them to sit with their legs widely parted, revealing both of their holes to him. The Nightwell's size was perfect, as the circle of willing sex slaves was just dense enough that their legs could touch, while giving everyone enough room to writhe. In every direction Anduin looked there were horny, gorgeous women, looking at him with anticipation and love. Their chests in all their various sizes and shapes, rose and fell. Thalyssra's panting, he felt directly on his cock.