PoV Beverly Greenwald
Walking up the hill away from what used to be my peers sent a chill and a thrill through my spine. I turned my back on the Empire sooner than I intended. It seemed someone had checked my tent while I was supposed to be left alone, showing me that the noose around my neck was tighter than I thought it was. It was tighter than it should have been.
They had been watching me even in my off hours. Or at least checking in.
That spoke that the Emperor's trust in me had reached even lower than I thought it had. Everything that I had been negotiating for was important, but they must have gotten the idea that I was delaying things, which I was, for some reason. It spoke of a deep understanding of personality, and it meant my meeting was discovered. A part of me hurt cutting off the Empire, but just as I had betrayed them, they betrayed me first.
Not that the Emperor would think of it like that.
I shook my head, not thinking about the Emperor anymore.
As we reached the peak of the hill, I saw what lay behind. At the peak, you could see the complete destruction of the world beyond this hill. Defensive fortifications that were hard to see as they were dug into the ground. A massive maze of fortifications in seemingly random directions all over. I could already see places where Wizards could stand, which would still give them cover from enemy fire.
It was an ingenious solution against the Empire's forces. I could see how it would cut down our organizational methods to the bone. It would separate you and even allow more individualistic fighters like Barbarians to fight and easily flank the enemy by simply moving to another trench. The sheer ingeniousness of this against the Empire clawed at my heart as it was a harsh defensive counter to the Military I used to lead.
"Amazing," I commented honestly.
"Thank you," Chelsea Loveknot said, and I turned to her and raised an eyebrow.
"Why did you say that?" I asked.
"Because I was the one to plan these defenses," Chelsea told me, and I looked at her, stunned.
"Did you come up with this defense?" I asked my voice, quivering a little.
"Although I would not say I was the one to invent them," Chelsea began slowly, "I mean, who can say they invented digging a hole in the ground?" She chuckled before continuing, "I was the one who moved the Logistics Army, and so I chose our defensive style, and I used it to great effect. A nice counter to bring the Empire in and break up their organization. Elegant counter, would you not agree?"
Those words shook me to the core.
I could not help but open and close my mouth. These fortifications were not the sole reason the Empire lost this war, but they were a major one. My people simply did not know how to deal with it. I had not even started to think about a solution to the issue of these in-ground defensive fortifications. It was something that I had not even started to think about because of my political situation and the negotiations. Something cracked a little inside me, and I knew it.
I couldn't help it; I started laughing.
It was hilarious.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA~!" My voice boomed over the fortifications as I looked over them with several A rankers that could kill me in a moment if they worked together, watched. I bent over and clutched my stomach as I felt a relief through me that I do not remember having. Something in me shattered, and I had no idea what it was, but I turned around and I looked back at the faces of what were my peers and would be adversaries in the future. They would be people who would go out of their way to stab me in the throat in the future, and I could see their expressions.
I could see their burning desire to kill me with everything they had. They glared with hate, knowing I had left and was leaving the negotiations with them. Worse, they would have to negotiate with someone who made their leading General defect to their nation. They would also have to call into question all our previous negotiations.
I could not help but laugh as I realized I made things even worse for the people I was leaving behind. Those aids and strategists that I left behind would now have to do their jobs better, all while they carried the taint of being trained up by a Traitor.
There would be a purge.
I knew it, but there was no one I cared about being left behind.
None of the people I left behind were traitors or people who assisted me. All that was mine was already in the Demon Lands coastal areas, being delivered to the Capital. It was long gone, and even the servants took care of my properties. So I left nothing behind for them to hold against me and I would leave behind people i genuinely trained to be the best they could be for the Empire.
And now that Empire would look at them and see nothing but the taint of my leadership. Looking under rocks that I did not hide anything under. Traps that did not exist, and those people I was looking at now, knew it too.
The Duke was someone I loathed, and even I spitting on him would be put under scrutiny. I sneered as I found myself no longer laughing, and I heard Chelsea say, "You okay?"
The question was nice to my ears, and I could not help but smile at the Void Wizard. She had the power of a B ranker, but her influence was much more outsized, and I nodded. "Better than I thought I would be," I told her honestly. I turned around again, as did Chelsea, walking beside me, and we walked into the trenches. "I am better than okay," I told her.
"That is good, would you like to go back to my place?" Chelsea asked, and I felt my face flush as the Elders looked at her before shaking their heads.
"Yes, I would like that," I told her, feeling my heated face flush harder, and suddenly reality ripped open before me like a hole. I had no idea where it led to, but I stepped inside it anyway.
When I stepped through that, it opened up to a nice, quiet bedroom. The bed was perfectly made up and was spotless. It was a four-poster bed and was clearly a noble's bed. Behind me, I felt a slight push, "Please move out of the way, Beverly," Chelsea said, and I flushed harder as I took a step forward. Chelsea then stepped out of the rift and into the room, and the void closed.
"Wow, I did not think that you would just bring us back to your bedroom," I said, and Chelsea turned to me.
"Oh, I thought you wanted to greet your god, and be its whore again, was I wrong?"
Chelsea's words hit a part of me that instantly made my pussy drip. I felt my face flush, and I did not know how to react. But then she did not give me a chance, and she pushed down her pants. The leg fur was not in my eyes at all as God Doorknocker fell down, no longer captured in a pant leg and hung flaccidly before me. Then Chelsea turned, "Since you would rather talk, though," Chelsea continued as my eyes centered on the God before me. Its flaccid strength was enough to make me gulp, and she stripped her shirt off. Her white breasts came into sight, although that was nothing but background noise to me at this moment.
God Doorknocker was there again, and I could not help but wish to tear off the uniform I was wearing. Then I remembered, I did not have to hold back anymore. A shudder went through me as she walked away. "I guess we can have dinner or something and chat for a bit. Talk about the future-" Chelsea talked about doing something else, but I moved.
I could not stop myself, I used my mana and shattered the old clothes on me. It felt freeing, and I displayed my body to her as I moved before the magnificent God, Doorknocker. He throbbed before my eyes, and my mouth kissed his lips. "Ah, I see, such a good whore," I heard Chelsea say, as her fingers worked their way along my scalp through my hair. A soft pleasure hit me lightly, and I felt her press my head closer to the God before me.
God Doorknocker started to get harder for me, lengthening along my face and pressing against my cheek as I licked down the length. The smell of a broken woman along this Godly cock. I could feel that it had broken so many women, and I wanted it to break me just like it did to all those other women. "Such a good whore, show me how good you can be," I heard her purr, and she moaned as I sucked and kissed up the length to the now midsized strength god dick, Doorknocker. I knew it could go bigger. She thrusted it into me when it suddenly destroyed me even more. But this one, I reached back up to the head and greeted my God once more.
Who cared if it was attached to an attractive Bunny-kin? She was a genius in her own right; she was not some random bitch attached to this God of a cock. She was someone who was worthy of it. If she could bring the Empire to the negotiation table, then she was worthy of a dick like Doorknocker.
I kissed Doorknocker again, my tongue lashing out and playing with the tip, making my god throb in delight, and I pushed my head forward. I felt that feeling of my lips being stretched to make space for my God. Then I pushed it even farther, and it pushed past my well-destroyed gag reflex to stretch my throat. There was no way I had recovered in half a year since I last greeted my God. I moaned as I felt my throat stretch more and more, and I heard Chelsea moan above me while God throbbed in my throat, and I started to work.
My head pushed down and stretched my throat till God was deeply sheathed in my body. I felt him throb inside me, and I moaned and felt him throb in return. I started to pull back till just that magnificent head was in my mouth, and my tongue licked around his magnificent head. The moan coming from Chelsea resonated, and God throbbed with her, and I felt her already starting to get close. I tightened up my lips and licked all over what I could, and her thrusts and moans only got more and more needy as did mine.
I could feel this throbbing God inside me, and I wanted more. Needed more, and GOD I FUCKING MISSED THIS FEELING!
How had I gotten over this?
This is being used by a massive dick feeling.
Now I was allied with the person who owned this God of a schlong.
I was back with my master!
Doorknocker was inside me again.
My head was in the clouds, and I thrust into her, pressing my nose against her hips, as my arms wrapped around her ass, just as I felt her reach her peak. I wanted it all, I wanted every drop of that white gold. I needed it, and I moaned as she thrust in, and I felt my God explode deep inside me and fill my stomach with white gold, and she pulled out just enough to blast my tongue with the white gooey goodness. I moaned and slurped up the gold threatening to leave my mouth.
"What a good little cock sucking whore you are, your God is pleased that you did not lose your strechyness," Chelsea said, and I both loved and hated the pride those words filled me with.
I looked up at her, and she smiled, her hair glowing. I wanted to say something, but she simply pointed at the bed, "Lay down on your back and let's fuck," She said, her word choice crude.
But I could not give a fuck. I did not even remember moving but I was on my back a second later with my legs spread out in a massive V shape with my ankles near my ears and she smiled as she followed me up onto the bed and pressed the length of God on my pussy and she smiled down at me getting into position and pushing her hips up into the air and bringing the head of Doorknocker to the entrance of my needy pussy.
"Pledge allegiance to your God," Chelsea said, her voice suddenly serious.
Shock took me out of a fog I did not even realize I was in, and I looked at the smiling woman above me, who repeated herself: "Pledge allegiance to your God."
Those words sent a shudder down my spine, and I opened my mouth to say something with my mana gathering, only to stop.
Why was I angry?
Who would I have to listen to in the future?
This woman was a powerful political entity. She was a strategist of the highest order; she had to be to bring the Empire to what it was. Would I truly mind being on her side?
She will also knock me up with that God of a Schlong. The God of all dicks, Doorknocker. Why should I not pledge allegiance not to her, but to Doorknocker!
"I-I pledge my eternal devotion to Doorknocker, So Please, Chelsea, plow me and knock me up with Doorknocker," I cried out before my thoughts could move any faster. It was like that fog of lust and desire came back in full force, and she grinned and reached down, pressing her lips against mine.
Then delight hit me as I orgasmed as my God entered inside me, and I screamed into her lips. "YES~!" I called out to the world, "ALL HAIL GOD DOORKNOCKER I AM CUMMING~~~~~!!!!!" I could hear the whore inside me shudder and scream, and my mana even roared in delight.
THIS~!
THIS IS WHAT I WANTED!
"MAKE ME YOURS! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE~!" I felt myself scream as she plunged those hips down, shoving each and every inch of the mighty God inside me. I shuddered, and I screamed as I felt my legs spasm, and I screamed more and more. I lost track even of what I was saying as I squirted again and again.
"Good whore, God Doorknocker accepts your Loyalty!" I heard Chelsea say, and I spasmed and squirted.
"YES~! YES~! THANK YOU~! THANK YOU~! CUMMING AGAIN~! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE!" I heard myself, and I did not stop screaming.
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