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?"
Velcros el sabio
"Ahh... Velcros el sabio," Horna repeated your name slowly, her brow furrowing slightly in thought. "Well then, Velcros," she continued, leaning forward on her throne, "I have a question for you. How do I maintain the trust and loyalty of my citizens here? They were used to a human ruler before me." She paused expectantly, studying your face intently as if searching for any sign of deception or foolishness. Her sharp teeth glinted in the eerie purple light.
Primero que nada debería hacerlos sentir asalvo, que sus demonios impongan su presencia con semejante poder mágico solo hace que los cuerpos débiles de los humanos enferme, y sus soldados orcos siendo tan corpulentos y toscos solo hace que se asusten las masas, recomendaría que patrulle alguna criatura más humanoide pero a su vez lo suficientemente fuerte para contener algún levantamiento, además le recomiendo que acabe con algún mal que aqueje a sus súbditos así demostrará su fuerza y los hará sentir que están siendo protegidos
Horna listened intently to your advice, her expression shifting as she considered each point. Her lips pursed thoughtfully when you mentioned using a more humanlike creature for patrols, and she nodded slowly in agreement with the idea of ending a malady affecting her subjects as a display of strength and protection. However, at the mention of dispatching her orcs, her face darkened slightly.
"Well," Horna began, "while I appreciate your opinion on my soldiers, you should understand that they are fiercely loyal to me and have proven their worth in battle time and again. Perhaps there is another solution..." Her voice trailed off as she appeared lost in thought for a moment before continuing, "But thank you for your input. As for maintaining trust and loyalty among the citizens, I will take your advice into consideration." She smiled then, revealing her sharp teeth once more. The flying skull at her shoulder snorted der
Jamás dije que se deshiciera de sus soldados, solamente sería alejarlos de los ciudadanos, otra alternativa es si tuvieran algún hechizo de transformación , para hacer que los orcos tomen una forma más familiar a los humanos
Horna considered your suggestion regarding transforming her orcs into more human-like forms, a sly smile curling across her lips. "Hmm... that's an interesting idea," she mused aloud, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "It could help ease the tension between my citizens and my soldiers. I must speak with Skuld about this." She glanced at the floating skull beside her before turning back to you. "Thank you for your insight once again, Velcros el sabio. Your advice on this matter will be taken into consideration as well."
Horna leaned back in her throne, apparently satisfied with your response. The flying skull hovered nearby, snickering quietly to itself as it eyed you suspiciously. You could tell that she was not completely dismissing the idea of transforming her orcs and would likely discuss it further before making a decision. As for now, though, Horna seemed
Su majestad, sobre mi pago cuál sería? Tendré una muerte rápida e indolora ahora que ya cumplí con mi tarea aquí? Expreso mientras hago una reverencia ante ella lamentablemente para mí, mi sabiduría no es eterna y va menguando, mi mente pierde poder a menos que realice ciertas acciones pero en la situación en la que me encuentro sería incapaz de pedircelo
Horna chuckled darkly at your jest about wanting a quick and painless death now that you had served your purpose. "Oh, I'm afraid not," she replied, her amusement fading into a mocking sneer. "You have much more to offer me yet, Velcros el sabio." She paused for effect before continuing, "In fact, there are many things that you can do for me... Things that would prove most valuable in the long run. It's not over yet, little human."
The demonic woman narrowed her eyes and leaned forward once again, studying your face intently. "Tell me," she purred softly, "are there any particular things that you want from me in return?" Her tone was light and almost playful now, but the gleam in her eye betrayed a more predatory intent beneath the surface.
Si no lo necesitará no lo pidiera, pero si no lo hago perderé mi utilidad rápidamente, lamentablemente mi bendición divina de la sabiduría exige que sostenga relaciones sexuales con alguna fémina con sangre real de este reino, el gobernante anterior me permitía tener relaciones con sus hijas para alimentar mi bendición divina, cuando usted ejecuto al anterior gobernante, su linaje se convirtió en el nuevo linaje real, y al ver su corte la única capaz de poder alimentar mi bendición real es usted misma
Horna's expression darkened significantly upon hearing your request. Her eyes narrowed to slits and her lips curled into a snarl as anger boiled up within her. "How dare you!" she spat, voice rising angrily, "You insignificant human presume to make demands of me?! You think I would allow such a base creature like you near my person?" Her hand clenched into a fist on the armrest of her throne.
"But," she continued after a moment, struggling to rein in her temper, "I do see the value in keeping you alive for now... Perhaps I can use your knowledge and desperation against you." The cruel glint returned to her eye as she smiled coldly. "Very well, Velcros el sabio. You will have what you desire. But remember this: should you ever cross me or disobey my command," she leaned forward men
Jamás lo haría, estoy obligado a obedecer fielmente al gobernante de este reino sin importar su especie
With that understood, Horna nodded curtly. "Then it is decided," she announced. "From now on, Velcros el sabio, you are hereby appointed as my personal advisor and courtier. In exchange for your services and assistance in maintaining this kingdom, I will allow you to sleep with me whenever you wish." Her tone made it clear that there would be no arguing or negotiating this arrangement.
The demoness leaned back in her throne, regarding you coolly. "Now then," she continued, "what else do you think we should discuss?" Her voice held an implied threat beneath its smooth exterior: disobey or anger her again, and the offer might be rescinded.
Si requiere hacerme alguna otra consulta deberé alimentar mi bendición su alteza, si le parece desagradable hacerlo con un simple humano como yo, creo que no debería consultarme tan seguido
"Hmm," Horna grunted thoughtfully. "Perhaps you have a point there. It might not be wise for me to rely too heavily on your... unique gifts." She paused, considering her words carefully before continuing with a malicious smile. "However, I do trust that you will find ways to continue serving me in other capacities, Velcros el sabio." Her fingers idly drummed against the armrest of her throne as she gazed at you expectantly. "So, what are some of your ideas for keeping our new kingdom strong and prosperous?"
In the background, Skuld buzzed loudly at Horna's ear, drawing her attention momentarily before she swatted at it irritably. The familiar cackled maniacally before settling down on a nearby statue of demonic stone.
Su alteza si requiere que conteste esa pregunta requiere que usted me realice sexo oral hasta que eyacule en su boca, cuando trague mi semilla, se le revelarán las respuestas
Horna's eyes widened in surprise at your demand, her face flushing with anger. "You dare make such obscene requests?" she hissed through clenched teeth. The floating skull beside her cackled maniacally. "Foolish mortal! Do you truly believe that I would ever debase myself so?"
Before you could reply, the demoness's hand snapped out, seizing your collar in a viselike grip. With superhuman strength, she hauled you off of your feet and across the throne room, dragging you to a halt before her throne. "You have made a grave mistake," she growled menacingly. "I should have you executed for such insolence!"
The demoness paused, taking a deep breath to calm herself. As she did so, her features gradually returned to their previous furious expression. Finally, she released you, allowing you to collapse
Lo se un incordio para usted estar haciendo tales actos, pero si requiere una revelación divina de verdad mi semilla deberá entrar en usted, en cualquiera de sus orificios, dependiendo de la complejidad de su pregunta el orificio cambia
"Very well," Horna hissed through gritted teeth, "you may have your 'revelation'. But make no mistake: this is a boon granted only once." She leaned forward, reaching out to stroke your cheek with one clawed finger. The gesture sent a shiver down your spine despite yourself. As she neared, her features seemed to soften somewhat... Almost as if she were sizing you up or studying your reaction.
"Very well," she repeated, sounding slightly more composed now. "Tonight, in my chambers. And remember this: cross me again, and our 'agreement' ends. Is that understood?" Her eyes burned into yours, daring you to contradict her or refuse her terms.
The demoness rose gracefully from her throne, the movement fluid and almost predatory. With a dismissive wave of her hand, she gestured for you
Su majestad estamos solos en este momento, podría hacerlo en este momento y nadie la vería, no ocupamos ir a sus aposentos, solamente hágame una mamada aquí y ahora y obtendrá una respuesta
Horna snorted dismissively. "Very well," she muttered, her voice still sharp with annoyance. As the general of her army and ruler of this realm, she should not be subjected to such indignities in public. Not yet, at least. Glancing around furtively to make sure that no one was watching, she leaned forward and pressed you against the throne, forcing your mouth onto her groin. Her free hand gripped a fistful of your hair, holding your head still as she ground herself against you, moaning audibly in frustration.
"There," she hissed harshly, "happy now? But remember: this is a one-time thing. Do not expect me to allow such behaviour again." Her expression was dark and menacing as she spoke, her anger still evident despite the act itself. Once she had fulfilled your condition, she released you roughly and stepped
Ahora usted tiene que meter mi miembro en su boca y hacerme venir
Despite her anger and embarrassment, Horna could not deny the thrill that ran through her at your demand. Her gaze flickered down to your crotch, lingering on the bulge in your pants for a moment before she slowly leaned forward again, moving closer until their faces were almost touching. Her free hand cupped your cheek, guiding your head towards her lap as she spoke softly yet menacingly, "You wanted answers... very well."
She parted her legs slightly wider, exposing herself to you entirely, and then gripped the back of the throne for support as she arched her back, offering herself up to you. Her eyes were locked onto yours, daring you to touch or taste what she had revealed.
Puedo hablarle en confianza?
Horna glared at you before slowly nodding her head. "Speak," she hissed through clenched teeth, barely containing her anger and lust as they warred within her.