Revenge Princess Downfall Ch 01

Warning: This is a very dark story containing many disturbing themes such as noncon, humiliation, degradation, corruption, sexual slavery, misogyny, sadomasochism and more. Do not read this story unless you are okay with extreme content relating to the listed themes.

I do not condone or endorse any of the activities described in this story. Sexual fantasies can be a fun and safe way to explore fetishes but always treat real people with respect. Fantasize responsibly. ^^

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King Dreadhex's sworn enemy, King Anthony of the Golden Lands, reached out to him by written missive. The Golden Lands wanted to convene a negotiation between the three great kingdoms. A scowl twisted Dread's face over the words 'great kingdom.' Perhaps, once, the Dark Lands he ruled over as sovereign had been a great kingdom but after decades of aggression from the Golden Lands, his once-proud nation had been reduced to a small square of map. A land of cursed stone devoid of any natural resources, unsuited to host life. King Anthony stole his ancestral lands when he stabbed Dread's parents in the back and Dread wanted nothing more than revenge. He only questioned if now was the right time to strike.

A shadow entered Dread's vision and coalesced into an exceptionally alluring woman. Viyana, his deadly shade and personal guard. Her lithe form loomed over him, displaying cleavage, and she gracefully climbed onto his lap to straddle him. Her pale arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed herself against him. Deep purple eyes framed by long, thick lashes begged for his attention so he stole a kiss from her plump lips. His fingers caught in her soft raven black hair and he tasted her deeply. Her leather pants squeaked as she shifted her hips into him and she opened her mouth to accept his tongue. While he kissed his pet assassin, he contemplated the missive. The Golden Lands wanted to negotiate.

He could only guess at their motives but he had no reason to attend any meeting. Unless he used the occasion to learn more about the betrayer king Anthony. Dread wanted nothing more than to destroy Anthony completely, and for that he needed to know what the man valued above all else. Currently, he knew little of the Golden Land's king besides the fact he was a deceitful bastard.

Viyana got worked up as he lost himself in thought and before long she slid onto the floor between his legs and tugged down his pants. She took him in her mouth and ran her scarred hands up his thighs, massaging. She kept her nails trimmed but they were lacquered black. His pet neither gagged nor coughed as she took his entire length into her throat. He'd trained her well. He released a lustful moan as he squeezed her breasts.

His other pet, Elaxia, sat on the armrest of his throne and leaned back against his chest. She wore an elegant backless dress with a slit up the hem to show off her shapely legs. "What do the goldens want?" she asked. Elaxia caressed his cheek with soft fingers that ended in sharp nails; each one bore a different color.

"They want to meet," Dread said. "It's been twenty years since last diplomatic contact. I imagine a meeting serves their own interests."

Elaxia brushed her nose against Dreads and caught him in her intense bronze gaze. Her eyes glowed like molten metal. Her hair was currently bright green and hung in two distinct braids framing her stunning face. "The real question," she said softly, "is whether their invitation is a trap or an opportunity."

"Or both," Dread said. He groaned as Viyana polished his testicles with her skilled tongue.

"We're safe here," Elaxia said. "They can't touch you inside these walls. No matter how many men they throw at the Damned Citadel, they always fail to get inside."

"True," Dread said. Viyana rose, leaving him erect and unfinished, and she wiped spit and his sperm from her mouth with a forearm. His shade pushed Elaxia down to finish what she'd started and she leaned in to face him.

"The Daughters of Shade wish you safe," Viyana said. "But I want to see my master happy. I long to see your enemies suffer. We should go."

Elaxia teased his manhood with her tongue but he was already close so he plopped his cock into her wet mouth, gripped her braids, pulled, and thrust his hips into her gorgeous face. Elaxia gagged and soon the roots of his loins were pulsating and sending bolts of his cum into his pet enchantress's throat.

Satiated desire brought clarity. He would attend King Anthony's little meeting. The time for preparation and training had passed. He was ready. He'd extract his pound of flesh and then some. King Anthony would learn Dread was very different from his father.

"I will meet them," Dread decided.

Elaxia leaned her head, hair now golden blonde and short, against the inside of his thigh, while Viyana curled up in his lap, head resting against his hard chest.

"The meeting will take place on neutral ground," Dread told his pets. "I insisted any meeting needed to happen in Wreven's camp." Wreven, the Barbarian King, ruled over a stretch of grasslands and plains called the Wild Lands.

"Clever man," Elaxia said. "Meeting in the Golden Lands would be unacceptable."

"And they would likely reject the idea of meeting here," Dread said with a sneer. "They might be backstabbing cravens but they aren't stupid."

"I could project an army into their minds. Make them think you brought a host of men a thousand strong," Elaxia suggested. Her nickname, gained from exploits before she offered herself to Dread, had been mindbreaker. She could change her appearance on a whim and cast, quite frankly, frightening illusion magic. Her charms and enchantments warped the reality of her victims.

"No," Dread said, patting her head. "Let them think we are defenseless."

Elaxia chuckled. "Anyone who thinks you are defenseless is in for a nasty shock."

"That's the idea," Dread said.

"The Daughters of Shadow agree with your plan," Viyana said. "But we will perform a ritual on you first."

Dread opened his mouth to argue but she placed a finger against his lips and her deep purple eyes were deadly serious.

"No arguments," she said.

"And I will enchant your eyes to see every lie," Elaxia said. A web of golden filament magic bloomed in her hand and she teased his scalp in her fingers. Most people would be terrified of allowing the mindbreaker to cast magic on them but not Dread. He had no reason to doubt her loyalty. The golden web expanded and soaked into Dread's head resulting in a tingling sensation.

"Tell me a lie," Dread said. He wanted to see how the charm manifested before attending the meeting.

"I hate you," Elaxia said. A puff of dark smoke plumed out of her lips, which were painted blue, giving visual proof to the lie. She flashed a dazzling smile at him and winked.

Dread turned to Viyana, awaiting her lie, but she met his gaze sternly. "I do not lie to you, master." No smoke accompanied her words. Dread nodded, that was just like his shade, the lethal bladedancer was serious to a fault. As he left his quarters and descended the stairs winding down to the lair belonging to the Daughters, Elaxia walked at his side, clutching his arm against her breasts, while Viyana vanished to skulk unseen in the confines of his shadow.