Overlord Chronicles

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Spree (M/F, N/C, oral, semi MC)

The odd group of humans, minions, and Overlord finally reached the gates of Spree, where, like before, the drawbridge was up. However, this time, the guard took one look at the celebrating villagers, and immediately let the gate down. The former prisoners and the villagers of Spree both rushed forth, resulting in a happy reunion between families, which was only slightly dampened by the absence of the women.
The Overlord, however, had other matters to attend to. Stepping up the ladder that led to the guard tower, he approached the sentry there.
“Remember me?” He hissed, his eyes burning into the sentry. The man nervously swallowed, and gave a weak half grin. The grin quickly disappeared, as the Overlord grabbed his shirt, lifted him with one gauntleted first, and tossed him over the wall, watching him fall down into the stream below. The man gave a terrified scream, got up, and began running as fast as he could away from the town.
“Hey! You can’t do that! Who do you think you are?!” An arrogant female voice called up to him from below. Looking down, the Overlord spotted a woman in her late twenties standing apart from the rest of the humans, staring up at him with her hands on her waists in a typically female pose of indignant anger. This, however, did nothing to ruin her beauty. Her blonde hair was plaited, and her low cut dress revealed ample breasts that heaved with her agitation. Her waist was slim, but flared out to what promised to be very shapely hips and long legs beneath her skirt. Perhaps the woman could feel his gaze roaming over her body, for she cleared her throat and crossed her arms over her chest, covering her exposed cleavage.
The Overlord slowly and deliberately walked down the steps, approaching her until he was mere inches from her, and she was forced to crane her neck back to stare up into his burning eyes. The Overlord did not see fear or hesitation in her eyes; instead, there was only the flare of wrath. This was unacceptable; his subjects must fear him, or they would never respect and obey him. “Who are you, wench?”
“Who am I?! I happen to be Arianne, owner of the Inn, daughter of the noble Berkshire family, head of the local women’s council, and I am not someone you can intimidate!” the woman practically exploded at him. The Overlord’s response was to slap her across the face, being careful to control his strength. Even so, the woman went sprawling to the ground, obviously dazed and quite shocked at being treated so roughly. The Overlord bent down and picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of grain. Several of the villagers murmured angrily and began to approach, but quickly stopped when the minions stepped in, brandishing their ugly blood stained spears, swords and clubs. The Overlord, meanwhile, carried the woman towards the Inn. She must be taught her place, now that the Overlord ruled spree.
Climbing up the stairs of the Inn, with Arianne beating his back with her fists and kicking him, the Overlord strode into one of the empty rooms, and kicked the door shut behind him, much to the disappointment of several minions that had eagerly followed him. He tossed the struggling woman onto the queen sized bed in the room, knocking the wind, and the fight, out of her temporarily. Straddling her waist and making the bed groan with his weight, the Overlord wasted no time in ripping open the top of her dress, revealing her D cup breasts. He stared into Arianne’s eyes, relishing the fear and helplessness he saw in them.
By now, any traces of arrogance and anger were gone from Arianne, replaced with stark naked terror. Never in her life had she come across a guy she couldn’t charm and seduce or intimidate, and yet here was one that now had her under his power. She could feel his gaze traveling to her breasts again, and felt dirty and soiled. Suddenly, the Overlord reached down, and began doing something to his armor. Her puzzlement turned to shock as the lower part of his armor swung open, revealing his member. Arianne had seen her fair share of naked men, having used her body before to get her way, but never one like this.
The Overlord’s cock seemed to emanate dark energy, pulsing with a blackness that was more intense than any light, making it difficult to look at. It was well over 10 inches long, and three inches thick. She wanted to yell at him, to scream for help, even to beg for mercy, but she found herself almost mesmerized by the shaft in front of her, unable to utter a word. The Overlord shifted up, and suddenly she found his cock directly in front of her face, inches from her. When she felt it prodding against her lips, she finally seemed to snap out of the trance, shaking her head violently, her eyes wide with fear. The Overlord backhanded her again, and this time she opened her mouth obediently, tears of shame and pain in her eyes. The member slid in between her lips, and she could feel the raw heat and energy emanating from it, filling her mouth more and more. It reached back impossibly far, sliding over and past her tongue, into her throat. It’s presence made her involuntarily swallow repeatedly, trying to clear the blockage, and the sensation of her throat contracting around his cock made sent a shiver of pleasure down the Overlord’s spine.
Arianne felt the Overlord’s cock sliding in and out of her mouth, the tip slamming into the back of her throat with every thrust, the shaft dragging along her tongue each time he pulled back out. Her lips were fully stretched around his girth, and were coated with both his juices and her saliva, the mixture dripping down her chin. The Overlord’s musk filled her nose, an impossibly masculine presence that, despite her best efforts, had her nipples hardening and her pussy juices flowing. The Overlord began pumping faster and faster, and his member seemed to swell and pulsate, and suddenly she felt a torrent of hot thick liquid hit the back of her throat, and began swallowing the Overlord’s offering. The flow seemed endless, and as the Overlord began pulling his cock out it filled her mouth, coating her tongue, splattering her face as the tip withdrew past her lips with a pop, splashing her neck and breasts.
As Arianne felt the thick hot cum raining down on her, hitting her already sensitive nipples, a huge rolling wave of orgasms crashed through her body, causing her to cry out in pleasure, bucking her hips up into the air. She was horrified at what was happening to her and her body, by the slime that now covered her upper body, reviled by the foul taste that filled her mouth, and yet could do nothing to fight against the pleasure that had her gasping for air. It was the first time she had ever orgasm without contact to her pussy, and the fact that it was with such a brute terrified her.
While Arianne was lying there recovering from her orgasms, however, the Overlord had been busy. Suddenly, Arianne felt something hard and hot pressed against her pussy lips. She was momentarily confused, not having noticed the Overlord pull up her skirt around her waist or tear off her panties in her euphoria. Now, he was between her legs, his still rigid cock ready to penetrate her. The Overlord started pressing forwards, and even with the lubrication her pussy was gushing out in response to her climax, it was a supremely tight fit. Arianne groaned as inch after inch slid past her nether lips and into her depths, stretching her like she’d never been stretched before, until she was filled completely with the dark pulsating shaft, and even then there was still two inches of the Overlords cock that she couldn’t fit. As the Overlord began sliding out again, Arianne could feel her pussy walls automatically contract, clamping down on his cock in an automatic attempt to keep it inside of her. The Overlord withdrew until only the tip remained in her, and Arianne let out an involuntary whimper as she felt the warmth leaving her pussy. Suddenly, the Overlord slammed back into her, burying his shaft to the hilt in her in a single stroke. Arianne screamed and arched her back, feeling yet another powerful orgasm rush through her. The Overlord began to mercilessly fuck her, striking her cervix with every thrust, his shaft rubbing against her pussy walls, filling her with a burning ecstasy. Then, holding her by the waist with both hands so hard that his gauntleted fingers drew points of blood from her creamy flesh, the Overlord pounded with all his force into her, forcing his cock head past her cervix, and with a guttural growl came inside of her womb. Arianne felt a burning mix of excruciating pain and overwhelming pleasure, as the Overlords cock forced its way into where no other man had ever been, filling her innermost depths with his tainted seed. With every spurt of his hot burning cum she felt another orgasm roll through her, and soon she was bucking and writhing under him, her hair flying as she flung her head back and forth, gripping the sheets with her fists. And still the Overlord kept coming, until the pleasure was too much for her. She felt lightheaded from all the intense orgasms, and could hear a ringing in her ears, until she finally passed out from the pleasure.
The Overlord finally pulled his member out of the woman, who was now lying limp on the bed, his semen leaking out of her pussy, her hair a tangled mess framing her cum drenched face and breasts. Satisfied with his work, he re-buckled his armor, and strode out of the room. From now on, she would be his loyal subject, worshiping him, obeying his every whim, all so she could be dominated by his raw power.
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Another chapter up! Took a bit longer than usual, been busy. Read and Review! Did you enjoy the Overlords debut in bed?

Next chapter: The Halfling Homes! The fat sack of lard known as Melvin Underbelly!