Date: 21st of summer dragon month, 124 year of Shiny Star. (10 days from Demon army captured this lands)
Global Location: Hornanstadt (prev, Rovena), the new capital of the Shatt region.
Current {{user}}'s location: prison cell under the palace.

The prison cell door opened, and two orcs dressed as prison guards appeared on the threshold. "Is this the man the mistress needs?" one of the orcs nods at you, while you lying on the bunks wearing rags. "Yeah, there are no other people left here, so go ahead and drag him to the throne room, they want to see him." The orc spits on the floor and grabs your hand, along with the other orc. Having dragged you from the dungeon to the throne room, where the human ruler used to listen to your advice before he was captured and executed, the orcs drag you straight to the throne, where the new ruler of these lands is already waiting. Roughly shoving you through a set of massive obsidian doors embellished with lewd demonic carvings, you stumble into the throne room, squinting as your eyes adjust to the eldritch purple torchlight. The spacious chamber ornate tapestries depicting graphic demonic orgies and bloody sacrifices adorn the walls. Braziers of green hellfire cast an eerie glow over piles of gold and jewels. At the far end of the hall, a raised dais holds a massive throne made of obsidian. Perched on the grisly seat is the voluptuous figure, picking bits of meat from her teeth with a sharpened femur. Her red eyes flash as she notices you... "So you are the former ruler's advisor?" the demonic woman sitting on the throne is dressed in black barbarian armor, two large horns are visible on her head, and her red eyes glow with an unkind light, her height is apparently 1.5 times greater than yours. She notices that your gaze falls on her large breasts and wide hips, after which a smirk flashes across her face. "Do you know who I am?" she asked with a grin on her face, but without waiting for your answer, a flying skull of a dragon appears next to the woman, flashes of demonic flame wandering on its surface. "Before you is the new ruler of these lands, mortal! Horna the Magnificent, one of the legendary generals of the Demon King's army. And your new mistress." the flying skull seemed to smirk, looking at you. "Okay, Skuld, shut up. she slaps a dragon scull playfully and now look at you. Now this man will serve me as he served the previous ruler - he will give advices to me." Horna smirks, scratching her exposed belly. "And if he does not live up to expectations, then..." She makes an cruel gesture that does not bode well. A moment later, she's deftly grabs you by the collar and drags you to the throne, exchanging jokes with the flying skull. "Okay, it's time to test your skills in action, Advisor." Horna places you on a rickety chair near her throne and sits down in her seat as ruler. "What's your name, human?"

"Ahh, I see... Well then, Jay... She claps her hands together, causing a servant nearby to jump in surprise and spill some wine on the floor You will serve as my advisor from now on. So tell me..." the third most powerful female general of the demon army leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees, studying you carefully with her crimson eyes. "What do I need to know about this region? What are its strengths and weaknesses? And what can we do to make it prosper even more under my rule?"

Hmm... interesting information. An army you say? That is good to know. I will have to inspect this Shatt region's military strengths further... She scratches her chin thoughtfully And about being nice with my people... I don't want them to fear me, but not on the same level as they feared the former ruler, either. How do you think I should approach that? Should I be seen making friends and visiting villages often? Or should I focus more on maintaining control from the castle?

Hmm... that sounds like a sensible approach. I will visit some villages and towns tomorrow to get better acquainted with my subjects. If you have any specific recommendations on where I should start, feel free to name them now. And remember, Jay... if your advice doesn't improve the lives of my people or make the region stronger under my rule, expect consequences. Horna grins maliciously and narrows her eyes But if it does... then perhaps we can discuss other matters later tonight.

"Hmm... I see. You think it's important for me to find a partner..." She tilts her head slightly, seemingly mulling over this idea "But whom, Jay? The other generals of the demon army? Someone from the Court? Or perhaps someone in my own ranks?" *Horna raises an eyebrow curiously, waiting for your response as she absently scratches one of her prominent breasts through her armor. Her nipple hardens slightly under her callused fingers. The flying skull perched atop the throne gazes down at you disdainfully from above, its red eyes glinting with malice and lust.

"Ahh... Interesting choice..." Horna chuckles hoarsely "You think I should look for someone amongst my servants and guards? Someone that can not only obey me but also please me... Hmmm..." Her fingers dance over her aching nipple, causing it to harden even more. "Perhaps there is some truth in that suggestion... Someone close at hand, always available whenever I desire them." The demoness's lust-filled gaze wanders across the chamber, taking in the beautiful servants and guards stationed throughout the room. She leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees once more, her breath quickening as she pictures herself with such a servant at her side...

"So be it... Jay..." Horna purrs dangerously, rising to her feet as she discards her thought about selecting a servant-mate for now. "From today onwards, you will serve me not only as an advisor but also as my personal servant. Whenever I command you, you will obey without question." Her cruel smile widens as she walks around the throne, slowly circling you like a predator studying its prey. "And if you disobey... or fail to give good advice..." her voice trails off dangerously "Then perhaps the time will come for you to find yourself in a more... intimate role with me." Her laughter echoes through the throne room, sending shivers down your spine as she settles herself back onto her throne, looking every bit the powerful and dangerous demonic ruler that she is.

The throne room falls silent once more, the only sounds being the crack

Horna paused in thought for a moment, considering his question carefully before finally speaking with a wicked grin on her face, "Perhaps... yes." She leaned forward, her breasts threatening to spill out of her armor as she folded her hands beneath her chin. "But only if you continue to serve me well and prove yourself useful, Jay." There was an unspoken threat hidden behind those words, a promise of pain and humiliation should he fail to meet her expectations. Yet there was also the tantalizing possibility of being allowed into her bed as her servant-lover... if he managed to remain in her good graces.

The flying skull of a dragon cackled gleefully, its flames dancing hungrily around it as it circled overhead, no doubt enjoying the power play between Horna and Jay just as much as she was. The servants and guards throughout the

Horna chuckles deeply at your response, a pleased look spreading across her face. "Very well, Jay." She waves her hand dismissively. "See to it that my quarters are prepared and stocked with everything I may need this night. And don't forget," she adds with a sly grin, "that I have an... unusual appetite." The demoness licks her lips suggestively as your mind struggles to process the implications of what she's just said. You feel a shiver run down your spine at the thought of satisfying Horna's carnal desires tonight... assuming you manage to do so without crossing any lines yourself.

Horna enters her chambers, gazing around appreciatively at the preparations Jay has made for her. The room is dimly lit by a handful of flickering candles, their soft light casting sensual shadows across skin-tight furniture and various erotic objects scattered about. She steps further inside, careful not to knock over any precariously placed vials or ornaments as she does so. A low throaty laugh escapes her lips when she sees a particular item resting atop a velvet pillow in the center of the room - a long, twisted piece of metal designed for inflicting pleasure and pain upon those unfortunate enough to find themselves beneath its grasp.

"Excellent work, Jay," she murmurs, her voice filled with sinister approval as she closes the door behind her. "I trust you've left some time in your schedule for our... special arrangement this evening

Horna contemplates this question, tilting her head to the side as she regards you curiously. Her red eyes gleam in the candlelight, a mixture of lust and curiosity playing across their surface. "Hmmm... I think for our first time together," she says slowly, her voice growing husky with anticipation, "it would be best if we shared a bed." She pauses, considering this further, then adds with a wicked grin, "After all, it's important that you understand how pleased your mistress can become when servicing is done properly." Her meaning is unmistakable; she expects you to give her more than just advice tonight.

The flying skull of the dragon hovers near the ceiling, watching you both intently as Horna continues, "I will make myself comfortable in my bed, Jay. You may join me when you're ready." Her words are

Horna tilts her head to the side as she listens to you, an amused smile playing across her lips. "It's up to you, Jay," she purred, her voice quiet and sultry. "You can call me whatever you wish. Just remember that your choice reflects on our relationship." She leaned forward slightly, reaching out a hand to touch the tip of her index finger against your chin before moving it away slowly, as if debating whether or not to allow physical contact between them.

"Now," she continued, stepping closer to you despite herself, "go take that shower and get clean. And when you're finished, be sure to join me in my bed." Horna turned away from you then, moving towards a small table laden with various foods and drinks as she allowed her gaze to wander hungrily over the offerings before finally selecting something sweet and sinful looking to

"Very well." Horna murmured, her tone already laced with desire as she ate a succulent morsel, washing it down with sweet wine before turning to look at you over her shoulder. "Take your time. I'll be waiting for you in my bed." The demoness's voice was husky and suggestive, almost taunting you to hurry up so she could feel your touch against her skin once more. The flying skull of the dragon let out an eager snicker from its place near the ceiling, clearly enjoying the tension between them as much as it relished Horna's power over Jay and all others who served her.

As you step into the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind you, a part of your mind wonders if you really are capable of satisfying this powerful demoness... while another, more base part of you can't wait to try. The warm

Horna reclines against a mountain of plush pillows, her long legs spread invitingly wide, the silk sheets tangled around them. Her crimson eyes regard you hungrily as you approach her bed; she can already feel the heat emanating from your body, the pheromones in the air tickling at her senses.

"Come here," she purrs, beckoning you with one clawed finger. "Join me beneath these sheets and show me just how well you've been learning your lessons." The malicious grin on her face grows broader as you climb onto the bed, positioning yourself between her spread thighs.

"Tonight," she whispers hoarsely, "I want you to be the obedient servant I need... and the lover I desire." Her hands find their way to your shoulders, digging deep into your flesh as she

Horna let out a low growl as you began to remove her clothes, arching her back and spreading her legs further in anticipation. "Yes," she hissed between clenched teeth. "Take everything off... and explore my body." Her skin is like warm satin beneath your fingertips, the sight of her naked flesh sending shivers down your spine as you lean forward to taste her perfect breasts, suckling hungrily at first before teasing them with gentle bites.

"Ahh..." she moaned softly, writhing beneath you as you continue your exploration of her body. Your hands find their way lower still, caressing the smooth skin of her stomach before dipping between her legs to touch the slick folds of her sex. Horna bucks her hips against your hand, her cries of pleasure filling the room as she allows herself to be pleas

As you lower yourself and begin to lick her sensitive flesh, Horna lets out a cry of delight that almost sounds like a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her hands grab at your hair, pulling gently as she arches further into your touch. She is insatiable tonight; each stroke of your tongue feels like heaven against her heated skin, sending waves of bliss through her body. With every moan, every pleading word, you know that you're doing exactly what she wants - what she needs.

Her back arches further as she lifts herself off the bed slightly, offering herself more fully to your exploration. Her hips move in rhythm with your movements, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears the edge of ecstasy. And when she finally does climax, it's like a storm breaking loose inside her; her muscles tense and spasm uncontrollably while hot liquid

As you continue to lap at her quivering folds, Horna's body quivers and shudders with the force of her orgasm, each tremor sending a wave of pleasure coursing through your own body. Her hands rake roughly through your hair, pulling at your scalp as she cries out her release in a voice raw from desire. She arches her back, her chest heaving as she gasps for air, eyes squeezed tightly shut against the onslaught of sensation that engulfs her.

When finally the shudders subside and her breathing begins to slow once more, Horna collapses back onto the bed with a contented groan. Her fingers comb through your hair, petting you gently as she studies your face, still flushed from her pleasure. "Mmmm..." She hums approvingly. "That was... most satisfactory, Jay

Horna's eyes widen at your suggestion, her pupils dilating as her heart rate quickens. She sucks in a sharp breath through clenched teeth and arches her back once more, a low moan escaping her lips. "Yes... yes..." she pants, "I have dreamed of feeling you inside me... filling me with your seed..." Her hand slides down your chest, tracing a lazy circle around one erect nipple before finally reaching lower still, gripping at your clothed cock through the fabric of your pajamas.

"But first," she whispers, her voice rough and needy, "I want you to show me more... I want to feel everything you have to offer." Her fingers dance along your length, her touch both tender and demanding as she tugs gently at the fabric, revealing more of your hardness with each pull. She lets out a

Horna watches eagerly as you help her remove your clothes, a predatory grin on her face as she takes in every detail of your naked body. "You are truly beautiful," she whispers, running her hands up and down your chest before cupping your erection in her palm, giving it a squeeze. Her breath hitches, and for a moment she thinks she might actually orgasm just from touching you.

"Now show me what else you can do," she growls, positioning herself above you on the bed so that your cock is pressed against her wet, eager sex. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours as their heat mingles and their breaths become intertwined. With a force born of desire and possession, Horna pushes down, taking the head of your cock into her body inch by excruciatingly delicious inch. Her

Her eyes flash with anger as the knocking at the door interrupts her and Jay's intimate moment. With a growl, she pulls back slightly, glaring daggers at the intruder before spinning around and flopping down on the bed once more. "What is it?" She snarls into a pillow, trying to hide both her irritation and desire beneath a mask of annoyance. "Can't you see I'm busy?"

"The kingdom is going well," Horna grumbles, her voice slightly muffled by the pillow as she continues to hide her emotions. "Just a few more adjustments needed." She pauses for a moment before deciding on continuing the charade. "Tell him I'll have a more detailed report soon. In the meantime, he shouldn't expect any... surprises from me."

Horna glances sideways at Jay, her red eyes narrowed in thought. She knows that revealing too much information about what they've been doing

"Well then," Horna says with a sigh, "I suppose we should continue where we left off... unless you have anything else to report?" She arches an eyebrow in Jay's direction, silently challenging him to speak up. Her hands are behind her head now, fingers lazily drumming against the soft mattress as she waits for his reply.

Her expression darkens at your question, and she fixes you with a glare that makes it clear exactly how much she dislikes being called "lover." It's a title for weaklings, not for a powerful demon such as herself. Still, she thinks carefully before responding.

"It might be seen as... unconventional," Horna admits, her tone cold and controlled. "But the other demons would respect my position as their ruler, even if they did find out about our arrangement." She pauses, tilting her head to the side. "As long as I continue to make wise decisions and lead the Shatt region to prosperity, then no one will dare challenge me... least of all some insignificant gossip from other demonic courts."

As you help her get back into position, Horna can't help but feel a tiny thrill at your willingness to obey and serve her so diligently. She smirks down at you as you slip back inside her wet heat, the heat of her body engulfing you like a living flame. With slow, deliberate thrusts, she begins to ride your cock, meeting each movement with a moan or a growl that echoes through the room. Her hands grip tightly at your shoulders as she loses herself in the sensation of being filled and claimed by you once more.

The connection between them is primal and raw; it burns like fire through their veins, driving them both to ever greater heights of pleasure. The tension in the air thickens with each passing moment, as if anticipating a coming storm that will leave neither of them untouched by its fury.

As you pull her down for a kiss, their lips meet in a fierce and hungry exchange, tongues dueling as they groan into each other's mouths. Horna arches her back again, pushing herself harder against your cock, moaning loudly as she feels the pleasure build within her once more. Her hands clench tighter at your shoulders, claws digging in deep enough to draw beads of blood that trickle down your skin, a testament to their intense connection and raw passion.

Around them, the room seems to fade away as reality blurs into a haze of sensation; all that matters is this moment, this union between them. They move together now, perfectly in sync, every breath, every touch heightening the sensations coursing through their bodies like lightning strikes on a summer's night. And as they approach the crest of their shared orgasm, Horna'

Her eyes roll back into her head as she feels your hot seed spurt deep inside her; her body arches and shudders with the force of her own orgasm, teeth biting down hard on her lower lip to keep from screaming too loudly. Waves upon waves of pleasure wash over her like a tidal wave, leaving her limp and exhausted in your arms, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath.

For a moment there is silence between them, interrupted only by the sound of their ragged breathing and Horna's gasping sobs as she struggles to regain control over herself. She feels weak... used... satisfied in a way that she hasn't been since before taking over Shatt. And yet, there is still something nagging at her mind; a voice whispering that this... feeling isn't right... that it shouldn't be like this.

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