Tales of a Seductress

TOAD – Chapter 91

“I’ve returned.” I announced in a crisp voice as I shoved the double doors open.

The doors swung apart easily, and I took a step into the chambers of the Demon King. It was the first time I had ever entered what would be considered his chambers. It was far less extravagant than the rooms he had given me. There was simply a single bed with the sheets made and a desk in the corner. The Demon King was sitting at the desk, his back facing me. He was writing something down on a piece of parchment while mumbling to himself.

After my noisy entrance, King Oberon’s lack of a reaction caused the silence to linger far longer than I was comfortable with. Still, I felt like if I had to speak the next line, I’d be losing out. So, I kept my mouth closed and watched his back. He seemed to finish whatever his thought was, and then with a sigh, put the pen down on the paper.

“Isn’t it considered bad luck for the groom to see the bride on their wedding day?” He asked without turning around.

I raised an eyebrow. “That’s all you have to say? You can’t tell me you haven’t at least heard…”

“That you were kidnapped?” Oberon asked, his tone coming off ridiculing. “Yet, you are here now. So, it seems those rumors were unfounded.”

“Oh, they weren’t rumors.” I put my hands on my hips. “Some of your men staged a coup.”

“This… I’m already aware of.”

“Some other men staged a coup.” I snapped.

“Yet, you’re still here, which tells me you dealt with it.”

I bit my lip. “The city is now under siege. The rebellious army arrived this morning. Soon, the humans will be joining them. Your walls will fall.”

“I expect them to.”

“You want a slaughter… you want blood running through the streets.”

“Sacrifices must be made to begin a new world order.” King Oberon shrugged. “My most loyal guards, my family, my Truthsayer, even you… there is nothing that can’t be given up to achieve these goals. It’s too important for my future.”

“Your future… and what about us?” I asked.

“You will bear my children, or you will fail. Either way, you will have the privilege of ushering in the new God of this world. You will either be the mother of my children, or you will be my sacrifice.”

I looked away, feeling a numbness throughout my body. I had always known that things were this way. Part of me said that it was my brain that was the problem, and maybe Oberon wasn’t as bad as he seemed. However, hearing it from his mouth cleared things up. There was no love or care here. I was merely a means to an end.

“Had I not made it back in time, if the Truthsayers plan worked, would you even have cared?”  I finally asked.

“Of course,” He finally looked back at me, but there was no emotion when he looked at me. “My plans would have needed to change if you weren’t here. I’d have to cancel our wedding. It would have been, disappointing.”

I bit my lip and nodded. “Then, I won’t allow myself to disappoint you.”

I excused myself and left the room. I had the brainwashed guards lead me to my room, and then I sat there. My room had a beautiful balcony that overlooked the city. Yet, sitting out on it, I was given a clear view of the countryside. At this height, I could see past the city walls. I could see the army sitting on the other side, waiting to attack. The second we were wed, the attack would begin. The armies would break through the walls and then the city would become a bloodbath.

By the time they killed their way into the dragon castle, however, the damage would have already been done. They would end up arriving in time to see a God rising. At least, that’s what King Oberon wanted. A short time ago, I would have had no problem seeing this reality play out. I wouldn’t have even minded being his incubator.

Yet, things felt different now. I replayed the moments I spoke with Bahamut in my mind a dozen times. Our paths were never meant to cross. I’m sure when King Oberon sent me to the church, he was just looking to get me out of the way. He never expected I’d meet with the god he once called a mentor.

“You’re stressed out.” Two thin arms familiarly wrapped around me.

“Jenai…” I sighed, creating a slight whistle with my lips. “I’m at an impasse.”

“You’ll figure it out,” Jenai responded, kissing gently at my neck.

“Mmm…” I responded, turning my neck away and allowing her to kiss me.

There was no point in talking about it. I wouldn’t be able to get Jenai’s opinions on the subject. She had given her will to me, and the only advice she could give was to agree with me. If I wanted to be validated, Jenai was perfect, but when I was at true indecision, I knew I would never get a proper opinion. For a brief moment, I kind of wished I could speak to Min. At least Min would challenge me sometimes.

“I’ll make Mistress feel good.” Jenai purred.

I spread my legs open, closing my eyes and letting my body be stimulated by this playmate of mine. She kneeled in front of me, lifting my wedding dress and sliding between my legs with a sense of familiarity.

I shouldn’t risk dirtying the dress before the wedding. However, it was made of dark colors and was unlikely to show any messes we left behind. Besides, although I called it my wedding dress, it wasn’t the dress that King Oberon had made for my wedding. It was merely something I had a seamstress put together on the road. It likely had been an elaborate funeral dress for some gaudy noblewoman, yet the seamstress had made the modifications I requested quickly. Of course, she had dedicated her entire existence to me, so why would she not work quickly and efficiently when nothing else mattered?

I opened my eyes to see her beautiful face staring at my pussy with lustful anticipation. Her hands moved from the sides of my thighs, moving upwards to cup each breast. She pinched my nipples hard through the cloth, causing them to stiffen into her palms.

"You look like you need some relief," she said, "How about we get that out of your system?"

She slid down under my slip, sitting on her knees at the foot of the bed. My legs were spread open for her as she leaned over me, her head lowering. I could feel her breath against my slit as she bit my underwear and pulled it down with her mouth. Other than myself, there probably wasn't another girl out there as skillful as Jenai with her mouth.  As she pulled down my panties, her hands scooped my breasts out of the top of my dress. With my gown pulled down so my boobs were exposed and my dress propped up to my spread legs, I looked exactly like the slutty whore I knew myself to be.

Jenai finished peeling away my underwear and then tossed them aside with a shake of her head. She didn't hesitate to slip two fingers inside me while beginning to lick around my slit, relishing in my wetness. Using her tongue, she pushed her fingers into my hole, twisting them around inside of me. I closed my eyes again and grabbed the sheets, my hips pushing towards her face while she worked my cunt with her fingers.

Her other hand massaged and kneaded my soft tits as she began to suck harder on the tip of my clit. Her lips moved quickly, pressing down over my engorged nub and sucking it into her mouth. She sucked hard enough to make me gasp loudly, the sensation making me squirm in delight. She kept her teeth firmly pressed against me, her mouth working furiously as she tried to get every last drop of pleasure from me. I couldn't help but moan and beg her to keep going, telling her to eat me until I came. Jenai knew exactly how I liked it.

"Oh yeah," she murmured as she licked me, "I'm gonna make you cum so good."

With her free hand, she reached underneath my skirt and grabbed onto my ass, pulling me closer to her mouth. I was so turned on that I felt like I would explode any moment now. She slipped one more finger inside me, curling it up as she pulled it out slowly before shoving it back in. Her tongue flicked over my clit faster and faster, sending electric shocks straight to my core. I thrashed about on the bed, unable to control myself anymore. I loved getting off and that was something that would never change, especially when they knew how to do it right. Jenai knew how to please me better than anyone.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out, "I'm gonna cum! Oh god, oh god!"

My body shook uncontrollably as she continued to work my clit with her talented tongue. I couldn't believe how hard I was cuming already. She kept sucking and licking, her fingers still pumping away inside me. Every time she made me cum, I felt like I would burst into flames. My moans and cries grew louder and louder until finally, I let out a high-pitched scream, coming so hard that I thought I might pass out. All the pleasure built up inside me burst forth, causing my whole body to tense up and tremble.

Jenai grinned widely, looking up at me with satisfaction. A light flush covered her cheeks as she pulled away from me, wiping the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Her fingers left my soaked pussy and she stood up, admiring the mess she had made.

"Damn, girl," she said with a smirk, "You're delicious."

"I know." I chuckled back. "You're not so bad yourself."

"Well, how about Mistress taste?" Jenai asked, lifting her dress and pulling aside her panties so I could see her brown slit.

Just as I was about to lean forward and indulge, there was a knock on my door.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance before calling out. "Yes?"

"The bride should freshen up before the ceremony begins." A familiar voice sounded behind the door.

My eyes flashed, and the idea struck me. "Come in, Truthsayer."

The door opened, and the young man stepped in, closing the door behind him. In the past, he had always looked a bit standoffish and shy. However, this time he looked at me directly, although if someone looked too closely, they'd see his eyes were a bit empty.

"Did you turn him into a puppet?" Jenai asked, a bit surprised.

"Truthsayer, what do you see tonight?" I asked her, ignoring Jenai's comments.

“I see… death, blood, and the beginning of the end of everything.” He spoke honestly.

I let out a little laugh. “Then, I guess it’s time to meet my fate, huh? Send them in, then.”

The Truthsayer nodded and snapped. A group of Oberon’s puppets came in. They washed me, did up my hair, and then put on makeup. Although I had always been beautiful, and perhaps looked even better in the dress, after working on me for an hour straight, my beauty reached another level. I put a veil over my face and finally stood up. I didn’t look like a woman who was going to get married. Instead, I appeared as some dark wraith, the kind of woman that if a man met at night would run the other way or face a horrifying death. Well, the stories might not be so inaccurate there.

Once I was prepared, I left my room and started heading to the main hall. Many people were waiting outside the hall. Most of them were puppets either controlled by Oberon or controlled by me. With a wave of my hand, the door opened and the music began.