CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 15

FRIEDERICH

Thorson and Revna were butt-naked and chained to their mother's throne by the time Storm finished dressing Lani. The crimson dress was delicate, the sheer, gauzy fabric clinging to her already wet nipples, leaving the rest of her breasts exposed. The style of the dress wasn't historically accurate, but it was comfortable as it clung to her boobs before flaring out before the fabric kissed the floor. No one would be paying much attention to accuracy when they caught a glimpse of the transparent maternity dress. 

"Come," Storm held out his arm for Lani who looked up at him with bewilderment, unsure if he was saying, "Cum or Come."

Storm laughed as he led her from their bedroom, "You'll be cumming your head off before I leave, don't worry," then laughed harder at the sight of Lani attempting to cross her legs and keep up with his strides.

Taking mercy, Storm swept Lanecea up in his arms before carrying the nearly-naked woman into the throne room where her slave children were already in position. Lanecea didn't wish to waste Storm's time knowing he had his own agenda planned for the day and was good enough to make adjustments, freeing himself up to spend the morning together. Waiting until Storm was seated on the throne and she was adjusted on his cock, Lanecea leaned forward, unlocking Thorson's cock cage.

"Does that feel better, Darling?" Lanecea winked at her son before he gave her a steamy, very grateful kiss, his freed cock already spraying on her as Thorson rubbed his throbbing penis on his mother's leg. 

Lani was impressed he was able to give her such an abundant cum offering without having to touch his cock, but Revna was hell-bent on distracting her mistress mamma as well as she attempted to climb onto Lanecea's lap, creating a sandwich between her body and her father's, his children as naked as Storm.

Lanecea wrapped her arm around Revna's thrusting hips, attempting to prevent her daughter from falling off as she came at the same time as her brother's cock exploded for the second time. Their moaning drowned out the sound of approaching footsteps until Sibylle entered the room followed by a young, bearded man.

"I am sorry to interrupt, My Lady," Sibylle blushed at the sight before her before whispering, "I've brought Mr. Engels as you requested."

"Thank you, Sibylle," Lanecea pointed to the hem of her skirt, the blonde immediately sitting on the dias at Lanecea's feat. Lani ignored the soft moan escaping Sibylle's lips as she rested her head on Lanecea's nectar-dripping thigh, the poor priestess attempting to be discreet and failing miserably as Revna slid off Lani's soaked lap, focusing on her mother's pussy instead of their handsome guest.

"Welcome, Mr. Engles. I've been looking forward to meeting you," Lanecea smiled as the German knelt on the stairs leading up to their thrones.

Storm had gone over Lanecea's bullet-point notes the previous night, therefore he was aware of how important this meeting was.

"Friederich," Storm called their guest by his given name, immediately establishing a hierarchy between the two men, but it was likely unnecessary as only one sat on a throne. "As you can see, the rumours you may have heard are true. My queen is not above enslaving her own stepchildren, and yet she has confided in me that she wishes to ally with you. She trusts her seamstress who has spoken highly of your character."

The German didn't interrupt but he looked over at the blushing, perpetually horny woman who had put in a good word for him with the queen.

"Yes, I have heard of your woman, and am flattered that she would wish to create an alliance with me. I will inform you that although I would be willing to be a silent business partner, I do not wish to come out of hiding. The fewer that know of my involvement... The family business must be protected. I am more than willing to fund your operation and expansion, but I would advise that you remain a shadow as well, My Lady. Your notoriety is whispered across Europe, but it is your mystique and that air of danger that follows you, that you should capitalize on."

Lanecea remained silent as she entwined her fingers with Storm's. The thought of staying hidden indefinitely wasn't very appealing to the restless, impatient woman but he did have a point.

"Thank you for your advice, Sir," Lanecea murmured before looking up at Storm.

Storm, however, didn't acknowledge the German's unsolicited advice as he continued.

"I've been informed that you have established connections and Lanecea believes you are fond of her seamstress. We are willing to keep your secrets and provide a place where you may enjoy each other's company without her husband's knowledge, but in turn, you will agree to this alliance between our network and yours. Together, we can create something Europe - the world - has yet to see. Do we have your loyalty, and most importantly, your silence?"

Friederich looked from the blushing seamstress, hope, at long last, reflected in her eyes to Thorson and Revna who were attempting to breed their mother regardless of their's father's cock fully embedded in her pussy. 

"Mmm, you have a deal. The rumors have not been exaggerated, I'm pleased to see."

No, they were far from an exaggeration. Lanecea smiled at Friederich, relieved that he had been so agreeable as she absentmindedly massaged Revna's ass. Lanecea's distracted thoughts missed the negotiation between Storm and Friederich as they discussed the more intricate details of their new alliance.

"I would suggest you take in orphans. Lady Lanecea has been seen with several children and it will not draw suspicion should she take on more. Babies will result from this project, but we do not need people looking too closely in our direction. The babies born from our parties will blend in with the orphans and no one will be the wiser. There is a flesh market, but I don't think a woman such as yourself would be interested in pursuing that route to get rid of the evidence, especially once you begin to expand. I'll check my schedule and let Sibylle know once I have confirmed the dates, but I believe a party is planned for the end of the month. Can you be ready?"

A few weeks wasn't a lot of time to train her slaves to compete with ones who had been slaves for years - some were born into slavery, but a lot was at stake. If they succeeded, Storm and Lani would become a recognized duo within the vampire's network, Friederich's allegiance instrumental in their building a kink empire that would rival high-ranking,  previously untouchable vampires.

Storm remained silent, building anticipation as he reached over, his fingers tightening around Herja's chain. With one hard tug, she toppled forward from where she had been kneeling, landing face-first between Lanecea's legs draped open on either side of his thighs.

"We'll be ready," Storm finally assured their guest, drawing the man's attention from where Storm's wife was licking Lani's pussy as Storm tightened the chain around his fist.

Herja was a good slave, focused on devouring her mistress' pussy, the woman unaware that she had been promoted in the silence. The woman on her knees, her face glossy with nectar would represent Storm and Lani and everything was riding on Herja excelling as an enviable sex-slave.