1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 11: The God-King


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Rape, Sado-Masochism, Threesome, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    ignored them. They will not be able to hold out.” “How wonderful, my Lord,” gushed Hikaru. I heard the nervousness in her voice. What would happen when the greatest enemies to the God-King were routed? Would he continue to reward me, or would his Queen finally try to claim my women? I should have fled years ago. But there was no place to flee to. Hell was vast, but Brandon already controlled half of it. What remained was petty domains that did not have a tenth the strength of even the Ghost's forces, let alone the God-King. There was no force in Hell that could challenge Brandon now. It may take another forty years before Brandon finished conquering Hell, but he would have it all. I must continue to keep his favor to protect my women. “The Lilithites are breaking, my Lord,” Chisato called. “But they are encircled. Only a few will escape.” “The God-King will be pleased,” Orihime said, relief in her voice. Hopefully. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub The metal collar snapped about my neck. Humiliation seethed inside me as the disgusting man groped my breast. Beside me, my wife knelt, her face stony, ignoring the band of metal about her neck. Lilith blubbered like a child, unable to maintain any poise as she was collared like a bitch. We had lost. All our strength had been useless against the Samurai's soldiers. They moved together, acting almost as one entity. They were trained and disciplined. At first, when the monsters crashed into the lines, I ...
    thought we would easily win. We had so many daughters, so many monsters bred to fight, and the Samurai only had men. But those men did not break. Their spears took down the giant re'em, winged lammasu, the manticores, the devers, the tir, the fire-breathing tannim. All were defeated. Then the Ghost fled like a coward, abandoning us to our fate. I bet he and his women turned invisible, skulking off to his forest to hide like the weasels they were. My chain was tugged, the soldiers ready to march them back to Brandon. My hope died. My shoulders slumped. *Keep strong,* Chantelle whispered in my mind as the tears began to trickle down my cheeks. *Why?* A yawning despair opened up. *Brandon won. Who can challenge him? We'll be tortured for eternity.* *You have to keep hoping. There always is a chance! Don't give up, Lana.* Chantelle reached out, holding my hand, giving me a squeeze. I didn't squeeze back. She was wrong. There was no hope. I plodded along behind the endless chain of prisoners, leaving behind the slaughtered daughters of Lilith as they howled in endless pain, their bodies dismembered. My Cora was out there. She had been hacked down trying to protect us. I would never see her again. We marched without rest. My body ached, my feet were cut to ribbons when we reached the red, blasted lands around Dis. I sobbed with every step. I no longer had the vast powers I had grown used to possessing. Like Mark had broken Lilith, the Samurai had broken me. The brass walls of Dis loomed ...
«12...456...1011»