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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

Genevieve chanted in unison when Eogann said this. The line is strong! “But, even then, they grow greedy. And cast shame upon me!” He threw his cup at his subjects and they roared with laughter at the expense of their father. “But I’m afraid that I love my children far too much. It’s my curse.” He pointed at himself and then at Genevieve. Her hand went to her blade. “My youngest loves the Riverlands, Lady Genevieve. And he requested you personally.” Eogann turned to the door from which he hand entered and snapped his fingers. Throughout the hall the imps began chanting the name of their younger brother but Genevieve didn’t have to hear them to know who he was. The imp was small, just a bit taller than the runt of the group. He looked like any of Eogann’s other imps, but his rounded face, stubby, upturned nose, and mischievous, gapped tooth smile were particularly familiar to Genevieve and a fury rose within her as the demon came into the hall. Eogann rushed to the boy and patted him on his bald head. “Maedoc, my son, I have your present.” He chuckled and turned to look at Genevieve. “Do not pout, lady Genevieve, it will ruin everything. My other sons are weak, but the line runs strong through Maedoc. I am old and cursed to see the end of my days shortly. Maedoc will rule in my stead.” “Let me go, Eogann! Hilda will make you pay for this…” Genevieve moved towards the door but stopped when she saw that a line of imps blocked the entrance. Eogann laughed and headed for his ... chambers. “The old hag will do no such thing! Even her powers don’t extend this far.” He stood at the door and met eyes with Genevieve one last time. “We love our sons too much, Lady Genevieve. It is our curse.” He shut the door behind him and Genevieve heard the muffled giggles of young imp maids as their king returned to bed. Genevieve drew steel, its edge ringing against the scabbard as it came into the light of the imp house. Maedoc scampered in her direction, grinning. The imp crowd had returned to their tables, and most of them had taken a female imp already, creating sounds of disgusting lovemaking. Genevieve rushed to the door and tried to pull it open but it remained locked by some means she could not easily discern. She turned and noticed Maedoc still advancing, the light of a sconce bringing him fully into view, and Genevieve saw, at last, what the imps meant when they chanted that the line was strong. Maedoc was, indeed, a small imp, but between his legs, just barely obscured by his loin cloth, Genevieve could see the silhouette of a dangling member that swung to his knees. Genevieve returned to the door, frantically, and pulled with all her strength. “Don’t be afraid, milady…” He had a sweet voice. Genevieve lunged towards the imp but he dodged left, leaping with acrobatic ease. “I could disguise myself as one of your kind again if it makes it easier.” She extended her elbow but Maedoc jumped just in time and stood on the forte when the edge of the blade impaled ...