Synopsis: Months have passed since the last events. What plays out is the ending written by the villains.
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Chapter 5: A Perverse Ending
Neither Gwendolyn or Oswald knew how much time had passed. Only that day after day and night after night, their new captors had them each and every time. And they were there to bear witness to so many changes.
Onyx was sitting upon the throne in his chamber, a very happy man. Only several months had passed, but so much had changed. Unlike the rest of the castle, this hallway of privilege was lit up in radiant reds and oranges, close to the raging fires of this region. The prophecies, the politics at large in Erion, they were of scarce concern to him as of late. For today he had a visitor.
Odette ventured from her realm so rarely that it could be said that she never left it. But here in the realm of the living, she chose to visit Volkenon. The inhabitants of the fire kingdom were a rough bunch and did not take kindly to visitors, even when they were invited by their liege. This one on the other hand inspired fear and worship, beckoning them all to bow before her.
Before her, the two Vulcans held their arms out, welcoming her. Onyx's two sisters smiled at the sight before them. This evil queen brimmed with life, returning their smile. As she proceeded to Onyx, a far better partner than that Melvin, even something of her pale features shone with color. She bowed before him.
"Hail Inferno King."
Then she looked up. They were both smiling wickedly, their victory was assured. For not only was Odin's hegemony in Erion threatened. In their alliance, they also had two new prizes.
It was said earlier that Onyx was sitting upon his throne a very happy man. It was not just for the change of powers in the world at large. It was also that he had acquired a new prize. Down on the floor next to him on her knees was Gwendolyn.
She did not look like a princess or a warrior. As beautiful as ever, her long silver hair hung over her shoulders, and in the shine of the raging fires outside the halls, she looked baptized with the inferno's luster. A new woman with a wholly new purpose.
A wife and a queen. Once a thrall to Odin, she had found a new master and supported his every endeavor against her duplicitous father. Now her stomach was fat with his child and her already large breasts hung low, engorged with milk. Her nipples still pierced with stiff, oozing milk, the only thing she was allowed to wear or even wanted to wear was her white wedding miniskirt, now fully clinging to her backside. Her husband was just as naked as she was, his naked cock hanging low. She had become a very devoted wife in that time. Her eyes closed like a saint, she was planting small loving kisses all over the length of his shaft pulsing with heat.
He had more reason to be happy besides that. Odette held a chain, was what used to be Oswald. The spell was now complete. Still bearing the shape of a man, but in his eyes there was nothing sane about him anymore. Instead his red eyes now flared with that crimson shine, once only reserved for his shadow form and the bugbears that haunted Winterhorn. Once a man, now only a revenant.
Gwendolyn did not notice him. She was busy servicing her husband, a task she had grown quite used to these days. Moaning as she kissed all over the member, soon she couldn't get enough and was full on slobbering and eating all over that dick. Her attention focused solely on that thing, she grabbed the stiff member and took it inside her mouth.
Onyx's usual smug smile widened as he bared his teeth. He looked squarely into Oswald's eyes, unafraid. Odette's creature raged at his bonds, growling loud, the fury from his eyes shining like the Belderiver itself. Gwendolyn did not notice, still patiently sucking off her king.
It was an act of service as much as adoration. She knew when to go slow and when to speed things up for his pleasure. But she also knew how to use her teeth to tease his skin and in tandem with her tongue, it was enough to drive a man crazy. Onyx himself was well versed in his beloved wife's technique by now. Naked and exposed and alone with Odette, he knew that she could loose her beast and turn the tables on him at any time.
That only made it more exciting. His member extended further into Gwendolyn's mouth, he was ready to cum soon. An ardent and devoted submissive, Gwendolyn only bobbed her head back and forth faster while she played with his balls with her perfectly manicured fingernails. She heard her former love's growing, but did not register it was him. There were many beasts that prowled Volkenon, and no matter how many she heard, the thing in her mouth and often in her pussy too, was the only thing that concerned her. Onyx grit his teeth as he suddenly came, blasting a full load down Gwendolyn's throat.
It got to be so much that even Gwendolyn was taken aback. Taking it out of her mouth, her gorgeous face was suddenly coated in several globs of Onyx's cum. She remained there with her eyes closed, letting it rain upon her face and her hair. As soon as it began to settle down, she took the shaking phallus back into her mouth and nursed the remaining semen out with her tongue. She moaned deeply feeling it settle down on her tongue, and she made sure to savor every last drop of his cum.
As it began to settle down, she took the cock out of her mouth again. Prodding the shaft with her fingers, she closed her eyes again and pursing her lips, kissed the opening of the cockhead before she licked her lips. She was getting wet and wanted him to use this thing on her again.
Staring at it, it was like she was oblivious to anything else. The two Vulcans joined her, but she didn't even notice that. One of them cupped her face and then she willingly locked eyes with Onyx's sister. Without warning, Gwendolyn embraced her to the point of locking bodies, making out fiercely. The Vulcan was more than happy to reciprocate, fondling all over Gwendolyn's shapely and curvaceous body, grabbing her big jiggly badonkadonk. She also undid her top, and then their tits were mashing together, this former valkyrie already had quite a rack but now full of milk, her hooters were almost bigger than the devastating hooters of Onyx's sisters. The more they went at it, the harder Gwendolyn moaned.
Then the Vulcan stood up. Gwendolyn only regarded her now, patiently licking her lips. Looking at Onyx, they didn't exchange words and he only nodded to her. Grinning, the Vulcan undid her small panties, baring her naked vagina to Onyx's bride. Closing her eyes and still on her knees, Gwendolyn ate her out with that same mix of passion and patience as she had treated her husband's penis.
The other one decided to up the ante. Shifting into her coal black form, she knelt behind this very devoted wife. She felt all over Gwendolyn's naked body, at first playing with her tits and squeezing her nipples. Still holding one of her tits, she reached down her pregnant stomach and moving under the small piece of cloth that on this shapely body could barely be called a skirt, found her pussy. In that shape her touches were hot as flame, but they only excited the new queen of Volkenon. She had no sense of manners and Gwendolyn had learned not to object to it.
The more those hands molested Gwendolyn, the harder she ate out that cunt. The Vulcan standing up came before she realized it, releasing her fluids all over Gwendolyn's face. Ever a dutiful thrall, she kept on eating her out even then. The transformed Vulcan moved her face past Gwendolyn's long mane of hair and slurped all over her neck and shoulder. Those hot kisses were driving her crazy, those hands became more vigorous in her working her body, and her muffled shrills became louder.
She prodded Gwendolyn's nipple while pulling forth on the ring. Very slow and gentle unlike the speed she was fingering her queen's naked pussy, both of her hands were stirring feelings of roughness and tenderness inside the former valkyrie. The taste of the pussy on her tongue, it all got her so excited, she loved this act more than anything else in Erion.
The Vulcan standing up looked down at her blazing sister. They were both looking at each other. The one standing up smiled deliciously and nodded her head. Still treating that nipple ever so gently, she could feel it tingling with excitement, hungry for stimulation. Feeling more naughty, she wedged her fingers deep inside of Gwendolyn's wet twat and stopped moving. She even stopped slobbering on her neck, only breathed deep on the skin, every burning hot breath teasing her with want. Gwendolyn's once focused cunnilingus become chaotic and sloppy and she moved her body hard in an attempt at stimulation, the denial was driving her crazy.
That Vulcan was more than happy to grant her wish. She moved her fingers again, only at an agonizingly slow pace. Gwendolyn squirmed uncontrollably, moving her body like crazy, desperate for every excitation she could get. Intending to finish her off, the Vulcan bit deep into her neck at the same time she pinched that nipple and pulled on the ring while digging deep inside of her pussy, flicking her clit with her thumb.
Unable to take it, Gwendolyn jerked her head back and yelped in a loud shriek. Her lover did not stop violating her, intent on making sure she submitted as hard as possible during that orgasm. Not that Gwendolyn seemed to mind, she hooked an arm around the Vulcan, and moved hard, gritting her teeth before she calmed down, a delirious smile on her face.
The transformed Vulcan held her hands shining with dew to Gwendolyn's lips. Closing her eyes again, she sucked on them slowly. She was shaking, twitching, and still she obeyed her mistress.
But she felt something looking at her. Turning her head, she saw Odette. The queen of the dead now regenerated was not the only odd thing. What was truly remarkable was that by the shape of her tits and stomach, she was just as pregnant as Gwendolyn was.
And then she saw him. She knew it was Oswald as soon as she first set eyes on him, realized that it was his growling and his presence that she felt gazing upon her as she had serviced Onyx right before him. The taste of the Inferno King's semen fresh on her tongue, her face dripping with his spooge, and seeing her former love chained and at Odette's mercy, she suddenly felt horribly guilty and ashamed. Her face flushed, she turned away.
But the only other thing she could look at was the only other dick that had been inside her mouth. The only dick that had been inside her period. Her mind was flooded with memories of all the times this thing had been inside her, of all the things that she had done with it, including how blissfully unaware she had been as she had sucked him off just recently. Her old life seemed like a burden, and the idea of holding her Gungnir now seemed absurd.
She was not a warrior or a savior. That time was long since past. This role was her destiny.
She looked at Oswald again. Saw the misery and anger in his eyes. She only said, "I'm sorry Oswald. But I rather enjoy being a thing these days. I'm sure you understand, don't you?"
He looked like he was about to cry. She did not see it, did not care for it. The Vulcans giggled at this display They watched as she stood up and sat on Onyx's lap without a moment's hesitation. Looking him in the eyes, she cupped his face lovingly.
He was no longer looking at Oswald. Instead he was looking at Gwendolyn's beautiful face, smiling at him. He kneaded her full tits, milk oozing out of her nipples, she closed her eyes and moaned softly, too low for Oswald to hear, only for Onyx. Their little secret.
He whispered to her, "You are a most loyal queen my love. And that deserves a reward."
"Yes," she whispered right back.
Not a secret for long. Instantly the two lovers made out hard on the spot, she wrapped her arms around his neck while he cupped her ass, no longer tight and firm like it had been during her days as a warrior, but instead big and curvaceous, her luscious behind spilling out of that miniskirt so badly that her garment looked more like a small shred of a toga around her waist. Holding her derriere in front of Oswald, he grabbed onto her cheeks as hard as he could, like he owned them.
And then he lowered her down onto his penis. Gwendolyn threw her head back and howled in deep and wanton pleasure. She wasted no time in giving to him right back, her naked cheeks spilling out of the miniskirt jiggling hard with every thrust between them, and Onyx manhandled them to his heart's content. On her miniskirt, the golden phoenix wings of betrayal and lust flared outward, as the two of them fucked each other hard.
Oswald lunged forth. It was the first time he had felt anything other than lust and a resignation to his fate in a very long time. It was something like hope, tainted with anger and heartbreak.
Alas his his chained leash held true. He screamed in rage, in betrayal and agony. In the cacophony of Onyx and Gwendolyn's union, it was just more noise. And then Odette grabbed his chin and made him to look at her.
Just as Gwendolyn had so easily resigned herself to her fate, so did Oswald. He looked deep into his new queen's eyes.
"Don't be like that dear. Let us return to the netherworld. I'll be sure to let you use me as much as you want."
He calmed down on the spot. Odette cackled wildly that instant, and Oswald did not fight back against her once. He looked back at the other two lovers, he saw Gwendolyn's ass shaking as she fucked the hard cock so lodged inside of her it was like a stake. He saw Onyx sucking on her tits, looking at him past Gwendolyn with a fierce gimlet eye, the taste of those nipples and the sweet taste of that milk drooling down his chin practically nothing compared to the domination of staring down Oswald. He kept fucking Gwendolyn hard.
The two of them started kissing again. Oswald heard the sounds of their mouths going at it, the sounds of their genitals moving on each other was nothing compared to the sound of them making out. He was lucky that even had he been looking at it, he would have only saw her backside, and not the sight of her mouth open as she willingly mashed her tongue up on Onyx's.
Then Gwendolyn threw her head back, howling deep, a sinister overwhelming noise more overwhelming than the tortured denizens of Endelphia. But unlike those cries of agony a sign of torment endured, the pain of hearing that lamentation was far worse than the worst pains he had ever felt. Holding onto Onyx's shoulders, Gwendolyn moved on him, her body twitching from such a sudden climax.
It was not long before they were both going at it once more. Onyx burst out into a proud round of laughter, the feeling of that orgasm and the sight of Oswald looking like a whipped cur were all too good. And with his lady love, you couldn't tell which of them were fucking each other more.
It was good that Odette kept Oswald from looking at the racy scene happening. For at his limit, Onyx pushed her down on his cock as hard as he could. The joy of his victory over Oswald and Gwendolyn's firm rejection of him spurred his second release to be far stronger than his first, his dick erupting deep into her cunt, pushing Gwendolyn to a wild climax. Her wails were so loud that her voice became hoarse and still she cried out, holding her husband's head close, her vaginal muscles rhythmically contracting and clinging to his dick, mixing his cum with her own orgasmic love juices. She could barely move but her golden wings were flapping, shining with triumph and a pure radiance that would have burned Oswald's eyes to gaze upon.
Oswald was still looking at Odette. He could barely speak but she understood the meaning intently. He was begging, pleading to leave. In a rare act of mercy she said, "Very well."
Gwendolyn's screams haunted Oswald on the journey back to the netherworld.
Yet perhaps that was for the best, for as soon as Gwendolyn had calmed down after Odette and Oswald had left, Onyx snatched up her chin and made her look at him. At that point, his cum was oozing out of her twat and down his shaft, her walls were still milking his dick of excess cum. He said, "Am I better than him?" She could not respond and didn't need to. She only kissed him with an innocent girl's exuberance, moaning deeply. And then without another word from him, she cradled him with her golden wings before she rode him again.
In the safe privacy of the underworld with his lover, Oswald took on the shape of a demon and ravaged her as much as possible. Soon Gwendolyn's screams and the memories of his old identity with all that pain it brought were things of the past. The only thing he needed was his new queen.
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