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The White Flower

Date: 1/19/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Drug, Male / Older Female, Monster, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: JD Snow, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

beasts. She put her hand on the hilt of her blade, ready to turn it on herself if the imps attacked her again, and turned to look at the stout imp that entered the hall from an entrance that was beside the slightly upraised platform. This devil was much larger than the rest, roughly around the height of the goblin woman and only a head shorter than Genevieve. He was different than the rest in not only size but shape as well. A large belly jiggled before him, and his horns were sharper and broader than those of the other imps, like crowns that would adorn the head of a ram. His pudgy fingers were adorned with various rings with emerald stones and rubies, and on his back he wore the skin of a fox. The imp king sat on his makeshift throne with a grunt and the imps were completely silent, allowing their nasal breathing to disturb Genevieve with the sheer number of them all. “So,” the king started with a gruff voice that beseemed his fat body, “You are the one that Devyn sent.” His eyes examined her, and Genevieve remembered her manners, even amidst all the horror. She bowed awkwardly, never having properly learned to curtsy, and realized the formality was not quite suitable for the occasion when the four imps beside her snickered. “Quiet,” his voice boomed and her captors sunk into their shoulders. “Did they do this to you?” The king looked at Genevieve, noticing her partially torn dress and the mud caked on it. She gave him a little nod. “Speak up!” “Yes!” Genevieve exclaimed, ... almost falling into a cry when she said it. She held tears back with all her strength, and felt like a scared child. The king stood from his seat and nodded at the crowd of imps to Genevieve’s left. When they noticed their king’s gesture, they smiled and bared their sharpened teeth. Genevieve turned to them, certain they were about to attack her, but the imps pulled her four protesting captors into the crowd instead. A spray of blood flew up into the air and Genevieve averted her eyes as the four imps were dragged back to the table, the feast continuing on one side of Eogann’s hall. “I spent a considerable amount of time in your lands when I was younger. My sons have inherited the same curiosity and appreciation I have for that place,” Eogann waved Genevieve over and she approached the dais, pleased by the justice the imps had received. “But I’m afraid that most of my subjects have never even been through a great lake. They are less inclined to follow the foreign customs of proper manners.” He turned to the feasting table and laughed. “There are other lakes, your grace?” Eogann seemed pleased with the term. He nodded, his chins jiggling with his belly. “Why yes, lady Genevieve, but only in other parts of the forest.” Genevieve felt more at ease, thinking perhaps, that Devyn hadn’t sent her into a complete hell. “You took long coming to me. It’s why I had to put out the word to the other curs of the forest. I see now it was not that big of a mistake. “ “You are King Eogann, ...