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?"

"Hmm... Kai..." She pondered your words for a moment, then asked her familiar, who was still hovering in the air nearby, but remained silent so far. "And what do you think about our new advisor's name, Skuld?" The dragon skull chuckled eerily and replied with a sardonic tone that grated on your nerves even more than Horna's rough voice did. Of course, the servant glanced at you and smirked in amusement. "It suits him well," the skeletal dragon answered. "It means 'fate' or 'doom', after all." *You bristled under that observation. Horna seemed to notice your discomfort and raised an eyebrow. She leaned forward, elbows on her knees, regarding you with renewed interest. Her eyes were the color of blood, the pupils shrunken to slits. It was unnerving how she focused entirely on you despite the throne room's many attendants and the flying skull buzzing around her head like a malevolent gnat.</p> "Very well," Horna said at last. "I have a question for you, Kai: how do I make the lives of my servants easier?"

"Of course," she said with a nod, adjusting her fur bracers on her powerful arms. "I want both my demonic followers and human servants to be content and productive. So... how can I achieve that?" Horna leaned back in her throne slightly, folding her hands over the obsidian armrests. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she turned her attention fully on you.

The servant girl sitting nearby watching everything unfold with bated breath. Her name is Sari, and she serves Horna personally as her personal maid and attendant. Despite being a mere human, she holds a place of respect among the demonic warriors who surround their mistress. It was her idea to capture you and make you serve Horna in this capacity. She had seen how easily the previous ruler had been swayed by your advice and wished for Horna to have the same advantage over her own servants and subjects. Now she eagerly awaited your response.

Horna listened intently to your words, a thoughtful expression on her face. After you finished speaking, she sat in silence for a moment, then abruptly let out a loud laugh that echoed through the throne room. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she looked down at you from atop her obsidian throne. The flying skull of the dragon hovering near her head tittered cruelly as well. "Ah," Horna chuckled, wiping a tear from her eye. "That's excellent advice, Kai!" She leaned forward again, resting her forearms on her knees. "You are absolutely right. I should treat my demonic servants and warriors with the respect they deserve, but not neglect my human subjects." Her gaze flickered briefly to Sari as she spoke, making sure the servant girl was paying attention. "And of course," she continued, her voice taking on a more serious tone, "it is vital that I maintain control and order in these lands. There can be no room for rebellion or disobedience." The flying skull of the dragon Skuld seemed to smirk as it floated closer to Horna's ear, whispering something she found amusing. The demon general grinned wickedly before looking back at you once more. "Thank you for that advice, Kai," she said smoothly, her tone still cordial despite the sinister undertones. "I will keep it in mind as I continue to rule this region." As she spoke, Sari glanced briefly between you and Horna before blushing slightly. She hesitated a moment, then curtsied deeply and spoke up. "Mistress... if I may?"

Sari nodded at you, and then turned to face Horna. "I know that Kai has given you sound advice, but... I believe he would be a much better advisor to you if you were to allow him some freedom." She paused, seeming to choose her words carefully. "If you trust him enough, Mistress, it could only benefit both of you." Her gaze flickered back to you before returning to Horna. The demon general considered Sari's request for a moment. Her brow furrowed slightly as she thought about what the servant girl had said. Finally, she inclined her head in agreement. "Very well," she replied, her voice firm but not unkind. "You have my permission to grant Kai some leeway in his duties." She smiled coldly at you, as if daring you to make a mistake. "But remember, Kai: disobey me or disappoint me, and the consequences will be severe for both you and your family." The servant girl Sari visibly relaxed at Horna's decision. A pleased smile crossed her lips as she bowed deeply before taking her leave from the throne room, no doubt to inform the other servants about the new arrangement. The dragon skull of Skuld continued to float nearby, silently observing everything that transpired with detached amusement. As for you, Kai... now the real test begins. How will you fare as Horna's advisor from this point forward?

The day arrives when Horna decides it's time to reward you for your loyal service as her advisor. You have proven yourself invaluable, and she is genuinely grateful for all that you've done. As the two of you sit in a private chamber away from the bustle of the throne room, she leans forward, her eyes burning with curiosity and desire.

"So," Horna begins, "what is it that you truly want as your reward?" Her voice is soft yet commanding, like velvet-wrapped iron. A hint of malice glints in her red gaze as she tilts her head slightly, studying your reaction. The dragon skull of Skuld hovers silently nearby, its presence adding an eerie air to the already tense atmosphere.

You feel your heart race, excitement and nervousness coursing through your veins. You've been careful not to push Horna too hard or make her uncomfortable; now is your chance to finally take this relationship to a new level. What will you choose? Will it be something tangible like wealth or power, or perhaps something more... intimate? The decision lies solely with you.

"Oh?" Horna arches an eyebrow, her expression changing to a playful grin. "And what would you choose then, Kai? Anything in particular comes to mind?" Her voice is teasing now, full of amusement and barely concealed lust. She leans back on the couch, revealing more of her voluptuous body beneath her armor, and crosses her arms underneath her breasts.

The dragon skull of Skuld hovers closer to Horna's face, as if inspecting you with its unsettling gaze. "And what about me, Kai?" it asks in a cold, mocking tone. "Do I get any say in this matter?" It chuckles cruelly and circles around your head once before returning to hover beside Horna's throne-like seat.

You feel your heart pounding in your chest as you look at Horna, her eyes fixed on yours like a predator waiting for its prey to make a mistake. The air is thick with desire and power play; it almost feels like the two of them are toying with you, testing your mettle before making their final decision.

What will be your choice? And how far will you go to ensure that Horna and her familiar approve of it?

"Hmm..." Horna's eyes narrow as she considers your proposal. The dragon skull of Skuld seems to shrink back slightly, its malicious laughter cut off mid-chuckle. You can almost taste the tension in the room, thick and heavy like a curtain of fear drawn across the chamber.

The demon general leans forward once again, elbows on her knees. Her breath fans gently across your cheek as she speaks, her words hot against your skin. "Very well," she says softly. "You have my permission to spend a night with me... without the presence of Skuld." She glances sidelong at the dragon skull, causing it to shrink even further before finally disappearing in a puff of smoke.

With the familiar gone, Horna's true self emerges: powerful, dominating, and incredibly sensual. She purrs as she stands, offering you a hand up from the couch. Once you're standing beside her, she guides you toward one of the many doors in the room. "Follow me," she murmurs seductively, leading you deeper into the shadows.

The room they enter is much like a luxurious bedchamber, with a massive canopy bed dominating the space. Golden lamps hang from elaborate chains, casting soft light across the rumpled sheets and tangled blankets strewn across the floor. A warm fire crackles in the hearth, its dancing flames reflecting in Horna's eyes as she turns to face you once more.

Her armor is gone now, replaced by a scandalously revealing nightgown that leaves little to the imagination. She steps closer, pressing her body against yours, breasts and hips meeting flushly. Her breath flickers across your

The soft nightgown slips from your fingers as Horna lets it drop to the floor, revealing her naked body in all its glory. Her ample breasts jut proudly from her chest, pale and smooth save for their dark, hardened nipples which peek out tauntingly beneath the sparse curtain of hair at their apexes. The rest of her is equally as tantalizing: a slender waist leads down to hips wide enough to cup and stroke your hands; a strip of black fur covers her mound, tapering downward toward the soft curls surrounding her secret entrance.

Horna lets out another moan as you take one of her nipples between your lips once more, sucking hard while one hand grasps at the other breast and twists gently. Her hips begin to rock in rhythm with your touch, demanding more contact as she arches her back toward you. The dragon familiar Skuld suddenly appears behind her, hovering over Horna's shoulder like a predatory bird. It chuckles cruelly at the sight of your coupling before turning its malicious gaze upon you, making you shiver involuntarily under its piercing stare.

Ignoring the presence of the dragon skull for now, you focus all of your attention on pleasuring Horna as she demanded. Your hands slide down her toned stomach and into the curls surrounding her womanhood, finding her wet and eager for your touch. You begin to explore her, feeling every contour and sensitive spot, occasionally dipping a finger or two deeper into her heat until you find what makes her gasp and writhe against your hand with pleasure. With one final thrust, Horna cries out in ecstasy, her body tense as it trembles from the force of her release. She collaps

As if rejuvenated by her orgasm, Horna suddenly twists herself free from your grasp and pounces on top of you. Her naked form presses against yours, her breasts flattened against your chest as she arches one leg between yours to spread your hips wider. With a wicked grin curving her red lips, she gazes down at you through half-lidded eyes, seeing nothing but desire in their depths. "Is that all you've got?" she challenges huskily, nails digging into your shoulders as she rocks against you in perfect rhythm. Her other hand grips at your cock roughly, guiding it to her slick entrance before thrusting downward in one powerful motion.

Horna groans deeply as you fill her, the sensation of your thick member stretching her tight passage sending shudders of pleasure through her body. She begins moving even faster now, riding you with a fury that belies her former languidness. The dragon skull hovers closer still, its glowing red eyes fixed upon yours as it observes your reactions to Horna's passionate assault.

You reach up, grasping at her hips and holding on tight as she bounces wildly atop you. With every thrust of her hips, Horna's breasts jiggle against your chest, nipples hard and peaked beneath your fingers. Her moans grow louder, more desperate now; her body trembles with the force of each orgasm as she spirals closer and closer to ecstasy. But even as you can feel her release after release, you know that Horna isn't finished yet. She wants more...she needs more.

Your own climax builds within you, threatening to overwhelm your senses

"Mommy's bad boy..." Horna gasps out breathlessly before throwing her head back and moaning, arching even tighter around your cock as her climax finally breaks over her. Her body shudders and convulses beneath you, her muscles tensing in every direction as she cries out with unrestrained pleasure. Waves of heat roll off of her in intense pulses, washing over your skin like the touch of a fevered lover.

The dragon skull finally gives in to its own desires, diving toward Horna's breast and taking one hardened nipple between its razor-sharp teeth. It sucks greedily at her flesh even as she continues to ride you, moaning around the hard length of your cock. The room is thick with the sounds of their passion: skin slapping against skin, breathless gasps, and cries of ecstasy that echo off of the walls and fill every corner with desire.

Horna's orgasm finally fades away, leaving her spent but still panting heavily for air. She leans down to nip gently at your neck, tongue darting out to taste the sweat that coats your skin. Her other hand finds its way between your bodies, fingers curling roughly around your erection even as she begins to move more slowly against you now. Her hips rock back and forth in a lazy grind that drives you both wild with desire once more.

The dragon skull finally floats away from Horna's breast, its mocking laughter filling the air again as it circles them, inspecting each touch, each breath, each moan of approval before finally settling at the foot of the bed to watch. It seems content to leave them alone for now...but who knows how long that will last

Mommy Horna raises an eyebrow at you when she hears your request, amused and slightly aroused by your dominance play. With a grin, she leans forward to swat at Skuld's dragon skull, but the malicious creature dodges nimbly out of reach with a cackle. "Now, now," Horna teases, her voice still thick with desire. "You're my familiar, and I wouldn't want you to feel left out." She turns back to you, gaze hardening as she takes in your erection and the viagra supplement clutched tightly in your hand.

Horna straddles your waist once more, her wet folds pressing against the tip of your cock. With a slow, deliberate movement, she sinks down onto you again, taking all of you inside her heat. Her breasts bounce enticingly as she rides you, nipples hard and aching for attention. She looks down at you through slitted eyes, challenging you to keep up with her demanding pace even as the drug courses through your veins and renews your strength.

With a moan, Horna leans forward, resting most of her weight on her arms which are stretched out beside your head. Her breasts brush against your chest, nipples dragging teasingly across your skin as she moves above you. The dragon skull hovers nearby, watching with an unreadable expression, occasionally dipping down to lick at the sweat that beads on Horna's neck or between her breasts.

You feel Horna's inner muscles begin to tighten around you, milking your cock rhythmically as she rides you harder and faster. Her breath comes in short gasps now, her body

As her climax builds within her, Horna's movements become more erratic and desperate, her hips bucking wildly against yours as she tries to find release. Her breath comes in raspy gasps, her fingernails digging deeper into your skin with every thrust. The dragon skull circles closer still, its glowing red eyes locked on Horna's flushed face and heaving chest.

With a loud cry, Horna convulses around you, body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over her in a powerful orgasm. Her muscles contract rhythmically, squeezing your cock with unrelenting force as she releases a moan that seems to echo through the entire palace. Beads of sweat trickle down her forehead and cheeks, mingling with her tears of joy as she rides out the pleasure.

The familiar Skuld hovers closer still, moving so fast it's almost invisible now, its cold breath fanning across Horna's flushed skin. With a cackle, it dives toward her breast once more, licking at her nipple greedily as she continues to ride your cock for all she's worth. The sensation of being touched by the dragon skull only serves to heighten Horna's arousal further, driving her closer and closer to another orgasm.

Your own release is imminent, your body tense and trembling with the effort of holding back against the onslaught of pleasure. You grab at Horna's hips, urging her harder against you as she takes you deeper inside her, feeling every inch of your cock stretching her to its limit. She groans loudly, arching her back as she meets your thrust for thrust.

"Horna...