"We fought to keep our beautiful creation safe. And now, this beast has come. Claiming to be king. Mara Sov bows to no one."
-Mara Sov
"The Dreaming city, it truly is a wonderful place to be," Apollyon smiles, the duality of both the chaos but stillness was intriguing. The vastness that was this once great city, now overtaken with chaos.
Even then, he didn't believe the city did not exist. But, through the subjugation of Petra over the last few moons; she gave him an answer and how to get there precisely.
"Now where is my queen, ghost?"
Apollyon's ghost emerged from the ship analyzing their drop zone and pinpointing its target coordinates.
"Using the data provided by Petra, 'The confluence' in the area of Rheasilvia holds the oracle chamber that will lead to the queen's throne room."
"Thank you ghost; summon my sparrow."
"As you wish."
Blasting off and through the ruins of the city, Apollyon was having a blast. Gunshots and the potential of death at every time was riveting. The life of a hunter was one that challenged these concepts everyday.
Performing acrobatic tricks and spins with his vehicle as he made his way closer to the Oracle chamber.
"Petra, have you found a way to get to the queen?" Apollyon asked his concubine, while observing the extragevent inner-workings.
"Yes I have, my lord. The Techeuns have a device, the Oracle Engine, that Queen Mara used to walk reality itself." Petra explains to her master.
"Do you have said device?" He questioned, keeping his gaze on the large spheres.
"Yes."
"Why didn't you start with that?"
" The queen deserves history and background-" His stare silence her rambles, "I'll start the device now."
Petra begins the ritual process, placing each shard in its designated device. And with it, the turning of the sphere lapping together to create an opening. The vortex reveals a distortion; a new world.
Apollyon smiled, I'll have to thank Petra later with a better gesture. Walking foward into the unknown that awaited before him.
"I will have to thank Petra later on for bringing me to you, Mara."
"Oh? Why is that light bearer?" The queen questions the man, leaning into her throne.
"You will become mine. No longer a queen of the awoken, instead a slave and devoted follower to my will. The indomitable will that you will come to serve."
Mara placed her drink down, unphased by the testimony.
" You would do well to know your place, guardian. After all, you're in my throne room."
He takes a step closer, unleashing the rapid power of his light upon her world. "No. You will do well to understand your place in this world. My world."
His hands radiate with purple light, it's ethereal form coming to life and the quiver pulled back. Launching it against the well made throne.
"What do you think you're doing, hunter?"
"Hunting," Apollyon retorted, the tendrils of the tether locked and pulled Mara against her throne. Suppressing her power and ability to fight back against the former guardian.
Still, her composure hadn't changed, besides the new position her face was the same way he had encountered her moments earlier.
"I'm not amused by your antics, guardian."
"Neither am I." Gripping the throat of Mara with such force that her hands raised and fought against her.
There it was, a reaction. The terror in her eyes had turned him on even more. She was stronger and much more powerful than his previous acquisitions, but this dark control is much more exhilarating.
Mara's skin tingled in anticipation. So far he was nothing more than a guardian that had gotten lucky to make it this far. A pawn to their hierarchy of light, but now he was different. Ruthless and demanding like a force of darkness.
Licking her lips in excitement.
She wanted to conquer him and this alleged darkness. For what is an ant to a goddess? And she was no weakling and she always gets her way.
Releasing his hand from her throat.
"Giving up early?" Mara taunts the guardian.
"Your arrogance will be your own undoing," Apollyon snatches a handful of the queen's blonde hair. Forcing her to look up at him. His eyes glowed grey in an unnatural manner, a grim reminder that he was a being unlike the others. With powers that many would consider to be unnatural as well.
She hears the undoing of his zipper, and with it his member is forced into her mouth. Tears dripped from her face, as she fought to breath after the sudden intrusion. She wanted nothing more than to punish the guardian for his undignified action; yet, the warmth that was pulsating between her thighs revealed her true desire.
"Your tears only make me want nothing more than to impregnate and force myself upon you even more."So, be a good subservient queen and please your god."
Gripping her hair tighter and increasing his rhythm, Apollyon's dick was wrapped by the tightness of Mara's mouth. Her technique improved and the feeling became much more pleasurable.
Mara keeps her eyes locked upon the man. Bobbing her head up and down the large intrusion. With her tongue licking the tip and salvia wetting his shaft. Not even Shaxx could resist her technique and this man would be no different.
"That's the way, Sov." She heard him say, "keep this up and I'll fill your slutty mouth up in no time."
The grip on her hair began to loosen and with it, her ability to control the situation. Slowing down the rhyming movement, until only the tip was in her mouth. Forcing her lips to suck harder and harder; teasing the sensitive organ. It's a sign that he was enjoying this very much and so was his member.
Soon after, a new taste came to her. His pre-cum was assaulting her taste buds. He was getting closer and closer to his peak. No matter how much he tried to fight the sensation, he would cum and with it his own euphoric moment. A moment that she would latch onto when the opportunity arose.
Apollyon couldn't think. The other women and creatures just don't compare to the feeling of Mara and with her mouth alone. "Fuck. You're experienced." He couldn't form any other words, as the torrent of semen shot into the woman's mouth. Mara choked and gagged as she tried to swallow the inflow of liquid. His grip on her tightened as he finished inside her mouth.
"All done..?" Mara asked. Finally able to breath without the third appendage choking her.
"Oh. We're far from done."
" I'm going to strip you." Apollyon's hands tearing open her prestigious jacket. Revealing her large sized breasts that were held up by her bra.
"I'm going to break your spirit down to it's very last essence."
" I'm going to beat you into submission."
"And you know what's best of all?" Squeezing the woman's pale blue face. Her demeanor still fit for a queen.
"You're going to be mine, for eternity. And you can't do a thing about it, but watch." His mouth formed a slight grin, as the widening of her eyes began to realize the faith before her. A destiny of being under this man.
"Never would I fall for such childish behavior nor supposed mastery over me." Mara held her tone stern and unfazed. This man has a lot of bark, but will he be able to prove it?
Mara was disengaged from her thoughts, the pulsing of her pussy reminded her of the situation. His hands now on her waist; body arched against her throne; and bindings of the darken tether locked her into place.
She turned her head and smirked. " Do your best. But -"
Apollyon shoved the rest of his shaft inside the queen. Vivid and warm tightness wrapped around his cock. So tight. I won't stop fucking her until she is unconscious.
Mara moaned in what could be considered ecstasy, the man was definitely larger than that of the Shaxx. Which caused her to squirm and moan louder, the organ inside her forced and tore at her walls. What is he? Focusing began to be much harder with the warping of her insides.
Underneath him and groveling like some pour Elskini starved of ether. " I— h—ha—t-e you," she spat out from in between his uncontrolled and unconscious fucking of her pussy. That begged and pleaded for more. The wetness and dripping of her essence stained the pristine like throne. One that graced the ascendant realm that she had come to make her own.
Mara's eyes looked up to see the innumerable stars that graced her realm. She wouldn't admit it, but this intense punishment and humiliation turned her on more. She was bursting with sexual desire and intimacy. A flame that he was handing in such an animalistic manner. A monster that wanted nothing more to impregnate and tear off the purity and sense of awe that was Mara Sov.
"Harder..," she said, barely audible over the sounds of their intense session. The sounds of her ass and pussy being raped against the throne. A humiliation that she could barely whisper out to her captor.
He didn't verbally acknowledge her with words; yet, the all too familiar sensation of the roots of her hair being pulled and ass being spanked was burning her alive. His dick pushing and pulling her back, like the large gravitational pull of a black hole. She couldn't escape the feeling. No matter what. Her body was attached and it loved the harsh euphoric that waved all over her. It was divine. It was heaven. It was lovely.
" More.. Fucking more!" All sense of self now lost, the changing position of his member inside of her was insane. Forcing her legs to be spread wide open, exploring the flexibility and vulnerability that was her pink pussy. It craved and craved more, a sinful greed that she would not stop indulging.
" Give in and let my will be your own," Mara heard him say. His cold hands trailed her body; his nails scaling the goddess that is herself. She could feel the droplets of blood that escaped from her body. The feeling of being in such a vulnerable state with no one to save her.
" I, Queen Mara Sov, belong to you, and only you." Freeing herself from the sentiment that she held previously. Which she was now being rewarded with the feeling of ovaries being pressed against.
"FUCK!"
"FUCK!"
"Impregnate me, you fucking monster!" Mara's echoed screams travelled around the star-filled void.
She could feel the intensity of his monster-ish grin growing, as he savagely increased the pace. Bruising her body with maddening blows of fist, sending shocks over her body as she wailed in erotic-agony. Tortured, but her body durable and enduring squeezed his dick harder as the feeling of an orgasm racked her body.
"I'm cumming!" Flooded juices flow out of her, arching back and covering his dick with the essence that it was craving.
Warm. Wet. Tight. Apollyon licked his lips and thrusted fully inside of her.
Mara's eyes shot open at the sudden new and sudden motion. The numbing pain and pleasure now changed, as she clawed against her throne. Forcing her ass back to fully encapture and imprint her royal pussy onto him.
"A vain attempt to assert dominance, Mara? I'll show you." Reaching his own climax, Apollyon broke the bonds of the queen and was forced to look in his eyes. Grey versus that of the inhuman shade of blue, as their two essences mixed together that fully tied the queen to himself.
Her nails cut into his cloak, as an anchor, while her pussy guzzled the semen that was so forcefully put inside.
Resistance was all but naught. Slumping down against his armored chest in defeat, Mara Sov had lost.
"You're not tired, my gracious liege." Shifting from the seat of the throne to the floor. Using the cover of his cloak, as a blanket for what's next to come.
Mara positioned herself and dropped, returning to the sensation of the darkness that was this painted ecstasy.
"I'm all yours, forever." She promised, her vision tunneling to one focus: pleasure her master. Mara moans louder, her hands placed on his chest as she steadies herself.
"The sight of the stars above you are now gone and you are grounded. A broken bird that will no longer fly amongst the stars." His words tainted her mind, degrading her with cruelty and depraved taunts.
Squeezing his cock harder with the movement in retaliation, their hips meet with force each thrust. A battle with one clear victor and after a few minutes of this juvenile thrusting; they began to get more aggressive and heated.
Mara arches her back, but still holding just the tip of dick inside her. The feline-esque pose highlighted her features in all the right ways. Apollyon couldn't help but to notice the curvature of her hips. The way her breasts seem to defy reality. And the way those lips enchanted her pleasured, but powerful eyes that glowed indescribably.
Apollyon smacks her ass, watching the woman swaying side to side, faster and harder, her ass bouncing against his thighs with each intensive stroke aiming to force him to cum. But, he wouldn't. Not yet.
Pressing his lips against that of Mara's own, tasting the unique and distinct flavor that stood out from the taste of Petra. Their lips smacking against one another, Mara takes advantage of this by rubbing his balls. Fingers slowly interlock with the sensitive organs, as Apollyon moans into her mouth. That deep, gruntled sound made her even wetter. The hardening of his cock gave a sign that she was definitely making good progress. Leaning down in a slow but seductive manner, she pressed her breast against his chest. All while, letting him fuck her folds until she could no longer be lucid.
"Do you want me as your queen?"
Mara whispers, kissing his chest. Her fingers trailing and rubbing the deep red marks.
"Do you love the way my body contorts under the pressure of your cock?"
Squeezing it in a voluntary manner, she had made it to his neck.
"Do you only want this cock to be inside of me?" Lowly kissing on neck, sucking and nibbling on his neck.
The increase of his rhythm caused her to smirk. She was going to get payback for what he had done.
"Or would you prefer that the Mighty Shaxx come and take me back to his home. Dominating me, with all of his strength? I am a needy woman after all."
Mara felt him stop, "What's the mat—" Gloved hands squeezed her throat and for the first time she was actually scared of him. His warmth was now replaced with a sinister and cold manifestation that terrified her. Frigidity sapped into her body, the man's grip only growing tighter. The look of his eyes said it all, she was going to be in agony.
Apollyon lets her go and stands up. Clenching his fist, "Quite the mouth you have, Sov." I'll have to fix that for you. Maybe even, permanently.
Mara gasps, taking in large breaths as she holds her aching throat. The subtle threat was far from subtle and guardians were no stranger to violence.
He didn't spare her any mercy, kicking the side of her face with his boot. Blood splattering against the throne world's ground.
"I'm sor-" Mara tried to plead, but it was too late and her head was now on the ground. His boot firmly placed onto her head.
Pressure increasing, "beg for forgiveness." Apollyon demanded. On the inside he was furious and would not be trifled with by anyone or anything.
Mara screamed, throat rasping, "Please! I'm sorry! I won't say it again!"
Apollyon took his boot from her head and shot a tether against the edges of her world. Forming a large spider-like web made from this dark energy.
" Repentance will be your salivation, Sov."
He threw Mara into the middle as it latched onto her, with the only thing below her now being the vast void of stars and the darkness holding her up.
Using the power of light, he formed a flaming kunai, walking on the threads of the tether. Circling Mara in the manner of a predator hunting down its defenseless prey.
Finally he stops behind the woman, cutting open the fragments of her undergarments. The heat causes her to sweat and the anxiety of not knowing what's next to come.
"Beg." Was all Mara had heard, as the scolding of the kunai burned her thighs. Tears escaping from her eyes, she clenches her teeth. Wanting the pain to stop and for him to just forgive her for what she had said.
" I only need you, my lord..."
"The sudden pressure of his tip against her asshole made her freeze. She was a virgin there. "Please don't do this..?"
"Pray to me… Cry. Scream. Mara Sov." Was all she could make out, as the burning sensation of his cock stretching her tight asshole apart.
Mara's breath caught in her throat, as her body shivered and lash out against this foregin pleasure. It was new. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was torture.
Her god was all out of mercy.
His thrusts are vicious and unforgiving, making her asshole squeeze tighter. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and hips rolled with every inch of force that he brought.
"FORGIVE ME!"
Nothing she could have done, would have been able to prepare herself for this moment. His cock was raping her, inserting and reinserting in slow and agonizing movement. Forcing her to stay conscious, as he had his way with her. This wouldn't end. It felt like an eternity in her own personal hell.
"I love you. I love you. Please. You're the only one I need and have ever wanted. You're better than him in every way. Please…" Mara pleaded, her last ditch effort. With her mind being at the edge of its conscious state and the world around slowly fading into black.
Then it changed.
Slowly, the cruel and ebbing pain that she had felt was being changed to a better feeling. Did he forgive me? Asking herself a question like this made her feel a little better. She wasn't being ravaged anymore to suit his own needs, instead It was beginning to feel good for her, and she wanted to show him that she was his.
Relaxing her hole became less constricted and this allowed him to fuck her much more efficiently. Mara's pained groans turned back into seductive moans that she was used to giving. Not being able to think nor act with sentience, as primal instincts took over her body.
The pleasure overtaking them both, as they reach their climax. "Fill me up, my master!" Mara's asshole clenching down to inescapable levels as she orgasams from her pussy.
Apollyon couldn't help but do the same, as his dick was firmly stuck inside of the woman. " I'm cumming," his semen fills the woman up as she jolts upwards as he finishes inside of her.
" Always and forever, Mara."
" Always and forever, Apollyon."
The Queen's will was now nothing more than a shattered throne.
A/n: This is my favorite chapter so far. It's been a long time, but I hope you all can enjoy.