Lord Daygar Kingslayer Ch 05

Lady Helena had been waiting for him in her bedchamber adjoining the Princesses and had heard her young charges yield to the Giant Lord. Her otherwise naked body was bejewelled at her throat, wrists and fingers with the finest gem encrusted bangles and rings as Daygar burst through the huge doors. A lump appeared in her throat as his massive frame dominated the lavish room, his robe open revealing his still straining cock, streaked with the juices of the two virgin Princesses.

She could tell there was little time left for foreplay or kneeling before him and reclined on her bed, slowly and seductively spreading her legs wide to reveal her glistening entrance. Her scheming head had already deduced that if the Princesses did not bear fruit then maybe she could and therefore secure the throne for herself at his side. She was eager to feel his rampant cock inside her.

Daygar wasted no time either, entering her bed and spreading the fragrant Lady beneath him; plunging his bone-hard cock into Lady Helena's receptive cunt to its hilt, tightening his buttocks and slapping his balls hard against her. She moaned softly at first then sharpened her tone as he fucked her rapidly, her eyes misting as his length expanded within her. She watched her nipples gyrate in front of her, luscious breasts swaying in concentric circles as she rode his cock, wondering how it had been possible for her girls to have accepted such a huge weapon.

The Giant Lord looked into her eyes and knew she was a scheming shrew, he could read her mind as if it were his own; she would never be his Queen but she would never know it until he was ready. Daygar fucked her hard, using her like a whore unlike the relative tenderness he had shown the Princesses, slapping her weaving tits as he rode her. Lady Helena accepted his harsh treatment eagerly, her shrill vocals echoing around the large room. 'She was good, excellent in fact,' he thought; 'grinding his loins against her widened legs, 'she would make a generous present to a future ally', he decided.

His mind had already moved onto his next conquest. Would it be the exotic Kingdom of Mercuria, a trading nation on the East coast boasting riches beyond all measure. Most of the ten nations' gold, silver and gems were traded through Mercuria along with silks and spices carried by its extensive fleet of ships from far eastern provinces. The luscious Queen Flavica ruled her Kingdom with a light touch, known throughout the ten nations as the Jewel Queen for both her vast riches and iridescent beauty. Or would his next target be the Westerly Kingdom of Centria, its peoples permanently at war between its two factions, the flatlands and the mountain region. It was ruled by Queen Boudina with an iron glove giving her the popular title of 'Boudina the Bitch'! She was feisty, hard and almost as tall as Daygar and he exploded inside Lady Helena with a vengeance at the thought of bringing the 'Bitch Queen' down!

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Lord Bowdan was eager for news as the Giant Lord and his entourage returned to Slaveria, he was Daygar's chief strategist and had schemed with him to bring about the downfall of his King. Bowdan had planned every detail of Daygar's assault on Arania and its success was down to him and the Giant Lord knew it; a celebration was planned and the old General would be rewarded. Approaching his seventieth year it was impossible for him to go to war but his skills and knowledge proved invaluable on the battlefield. Daygar had in mind a gift of the Princess Leyia to pleasure him in his old age but now remained unsure. Lord Bowdan would indeed receive a Princess that very evening but which one? Daygar had three to pick from but had yet to decide which of his golden haired beauties would suckle his trusted Lord's ancient cock!

The men were renewed and ready for more success. The plundered treasures of Arania giving them new weaponry and coin to feed and clothe themselves in abundance but the thrill and excitement of the battlefield was calling. After a brief rejuvenation at home they would join forces with their new army being assembled from the chaos of Arania and invade Centria. Lord Bowdan had already planned the move and had awaited Daygar's approval. The Giant Lord had considered Mercuria a pushover and the wealth a very tasty target with the added bonus of the lavish Queen Flavica but Bowdan had convinced him that would be a bad move.

To attack the trading nation would most likely rally the northern Kingdoms into marching on Daygar's forces to protect valuable links and vested interests. Lord Bowdan had argued it better to form an alliance with the merchant Kingdom and attack Centria using Mercuria's border with them as an additional platform. The thinking was that none of the northern Kingdoms would be troubled by the toppling of Boudina the Bitch; in fact they would probably conclude that the Ten Kingdoms would be a safer world without her warring nation. Daygar had smiled at the conclusion. The overthrow of Centria would unlock the gates to the northern Kingdoms and he would take down the exquisite Queen Flavica immediately afterward!

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Lord Bowdan had indeed earned his little Princess. The assembled Lords had gasped as Daygar presented him with the delectable Princess Natalia, who at a mere twenty years old was less than a third of that of the old Nobleman. He had decided on the feisty of the two sisters, he didn't need the distraction of a scheming girl under the spell of Lady Helena. Daygar would settle for her twin sister, Princess Saria, a much less complex girl, a little flower to be nurtured; at least for now!

Daygar knew Princess Natalia would resent her enslavement to an old man, her dreams of being his Queen shattered but the Giant Lord had promised her she would retain her Royal title and position at Court and reluctantly she had agreed to the union.

Lord Bowdan accepted his prize gratefully; his hand, gnarled and twisted with age, stroking the river of golden hair as his other produced his aged cock. The young Princess had already decided there may be possibilities here and the platform of her attachment to such a high ranking Nobleman could prove useful. Tentatively she sucked his cock-head before he pushed her onto his erection. It was as if thirty years had suddenly evaporated as he eagerly encouraged the young Princess to suck his cock rapidly.

Princess Leyia and Princess Saria were brought to the Great Hall, their sister already getting very acquainted with her new Lord down on her knees. They had arrived as Lord Bowdan reached his conclusion, spurting his load across Natalia's face and into her golden locks. The other Knights looked on with envy as the old man satisfied himself with his new Princess.

'My Lords,' Daygar began and the room fell silent. 'Before we took Arania I promised one of you the gift of the fair Princess Leyia', ten knights eyed the young Royal, two of his original twelve trusted Lords had perished during the siege. Ten cocks sprung to attention at the thought of fucking the very Princess they had served without question almost since her birth, Leyia knew this would happen and accepted it as vital to her future protection. She stood firm and proud in her shimmering gown and jewelled tiara just hoping that her Lord would be handsome and not an old man like Lord Bowdan; she looked over to her half sister requiting his weathered cock and shuddered. 'You are all worthy men,' Daygar continued, 'my difficulty is in choosing which one is most worthy of this fair lady.'

'Each of you has shown courage and loyalty to our expanding Kingdom and I have concluded that you are all equally deserving of this pretty Princess.' Leyia stomach churned at his words, was she to become the property of them all, to be passed around like a whore? The Lords were thinking the same and disquiet rose among them. They wanted an outright conclusion to her fate.

'Don't worry my friends,' Daygar began. 'I have decided that each of you will remove your Seal and place it in this,' he held aloft a felt bag. 'Princess Leyia will choose her new Lord from within.' The young Princess sighed audibly with relief.

The Lords removed their large rings containing the Seal of their coat-of-arms and placed them in the little bag, Daygar presented it to the Princess to choose; nervously the girl delved into the bag and retrieved one in her small hand, giving it to the Giant Lord.

Daygar swept along the table giving each Lord an opportunity to claim the ring and with it the Princess. Lord Cevert leapt to his feet as the ring came before him and Princess Leyia knew the identity of the man who would be her future. Little more than a year older than the Princess herself, Lord Cevert at almost twenty-one was the youngest among the Knights and one of the bravest, his long brown hair matching his equally brown eyes; Leyia counted her blessings as he claimed her for his own.

The tradition of Daygar's newly formed Court demanded a Lord be satisfied by his conquest in the Great Hall and Princess Leyia obeyed, kneeling before her new master and accepting his offered erection. The girl bobbed her golden locks dutifully at his groin just as she had with Lord Daygar, sucking Cevert's cock greedily. The Giant Lord signalled Princess Saria to him and without hesitation she joined her two sisters in satisfying his needs. This had indeed been a triumphant moment in the rise of the One Nation Kingdom; he placed his massive hand on the nape of the Princesses golden head as he released his hot cream into her mouth.

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Chapter 6: Daygar forms an unlikely alliance with the sumptuous Queen Flavica and the 'Bitch Queen' is toppled.