CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 23

Herja barely paid Hans or Ignacy any attention as she waited for the golden arch to land on the guest's tongue, then locked a tight metal collar around his neck a moment after he swallowed the still-warm mouthful of liquid. 

"Bow over here with your forehead on the floor," Herja instructed before leading yet another hopeful slave toward Storm. Waiting until he was in position, Herja watched as Hans moaned while milking Lanecea's pussy into a goblet then passed it to Herja. "Your Majesty," Herja murmured as she held the goblet out to Storm.

Hydrated once more, Storm returned the goblet to Hans before a golden arch splashed against the tongue of the next man standing in line while he held Lani tight with one arm, the poor woman writhing against his body while aiming his cock with his free hand. No one could say that Storm was incapable of multitasking.

Lanecea moaned her head off but didn't speak until Herja had locked the last collar before bowing alongside the other slaves. Snapping her fingers, Lanecea commanded Hans to stop milking nectar from her pussy before pointing beside where Herja was kneeling.

"My Slave Herja has done well tonight, My King. Do you believe she has earned the right to wear my signature butt plug again?"

"Not yet," Storm glanced down at Herja before stepping over her. Reaching down he grabbed the end of her chain before leading her toward the wooden frame that had been erected earlier, but didn't stop there, focusing instead on the stalks. Setting Lanecea down at his side, he positioned Herja's head within the hole first then locked it in place before restraining her hands within the smaller holes. "Her ass looks owned," Storm continued as he trailed a finger over her still bright-pink buttock. "Line up slaves."

The guests didn't hesitate as they crawled over to the stocks before Storm instructed them to stand and admire what a slave's ass looks like when they need a reminder that they are owned. Low moans filled the room as Storm ordered the slaves to strip. There wasn't a single man in the room that wasn't eager to use Herja's ass.

"She is my gift," Lanecea spoke over the sound of men moaning as they stroked their cocks. "You will not enter her without my permission. Herja, I am aware that you cannot move in that position and are incredibly vulnerable at the moment, but you are still capable of licking my king's butthole from where you are locked. Enjoy her tongue, My King, while the slaves Hans and Ignacy lick your balls together as they kneel side by side between your legs. Slaves of the night, you will line up and take turns fucking my slave Herja's ass using only the buttplug. You will not stop to rest your hand until she cums hard, then you will resume your position on your knees, but this time you may watch your fellow slaves continue to fuck her until the last is kneeling."

Storm swore under his breath as he pressed his ass against Herja's face, his wife immediately obeying Lani as she licked his butthole. Lanecea didn't watch, focused instead on gently whipping Herja's buttocks as the first man fucked her asshole with the hooked buttplug she had been demoted to wearing after her crime. It didn't take long for Herja to cum with the double sensations, her moans of pleasure muffled between Storm's buttocks.

Lanecea didn't last long either, but not because she was cumming. Storm reached behind him, lifting Lani with one arm until she was sheathing his cock above Hans and Ignacy's heads, hot cum immediately gushing within her body. 

"Mmm...I like it when you are pleased, My King," Lanecea whispered against his lips as Storm came once again as his hips thrust hard, his cock smashing Lani's pussy relentlessly as his ass smashed Herja's face. "I have a gift for you, but will you please make me happy first?"

Storm was struggling to hold onto his brain cells, but immediately agreed to whatever the woman who drove him crazy wanted.

"Anything...whatever you wish, it's yours," Storm gasped after he'd cum yet again.

Lanecea felt the roaring of his heart against her body and knew in that moment she could ask for the world and Storm would hand it to her on a silver platter. It wasn't the world she wished for at that moment.

Storm's vision was blurry as he continued to lose his mind, but Lanecea still had his complete focus no matter how little was currently available as he thrust like a battering ram, his balls slapping against the slave's mouths as Herja came over and over again but still kept her tongue inside his ass. Barely aware of Dieter approaching with an elderly man following him, Storm plundered Lanecea's mouth with the same crazed rhythm of his cock until Lanecea pulled away, whispering in his ear her one request.

"Bathe me in his blood, My Heart. I need you to hold me in your arms and fuck my brains out while you soak me in vampire blood."

Storm officially lost his mind.

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Moritz turned ghostly white as he watched Lanecea twirl in the river of vampire blood, her hair to her toes soaked with the blood of his kind. Trembling in earnest, Moritz was only now aware that the exit to the sex dungeon was guarded, preventing any from leaving at least until the performance was over.

Blood spattered Lanecea's slaves as they continued to lick Storm's balls but it was obvious that it had been intentional when Storm had slit the vampire's throat directly over the woman in his arms before setting her down before him. Lanecea laughed in delight as Storm aimed his cock at her, his cum and vampire blood mingling as it ran down her body when he marked her as his territory.

"She's mine," Storm announced the obvious as he looked down at Hans who was cumming hard at the sight, his cum spraying the stocks where Herja remained bound, the men unrelenting as they continued to fuck her ass with the buttplug without giving her a minute to catch her breath. If the stalks weren't keeping her in place, it was almost certain she would have collapsed onto the floor by now, the poor woman barely conscious from pleasure. 

Storm didn't seem to mind or even notice that she had stopped licking his butthole long again, unable to multitask beneath the onslaught. He was distracted himself, after all, and wouldn't have been able to tell you which of the women were receiving more pleasure at that moment. 

"Cum for your king," Storm finally commanded, Lanecea finally relinquished control of her body so fast she slipped in the vampire blood.

Dieter, who had brought in the vampire for their entertainment had been standing closer to the dancing, blood-soaked queen. Catching her before Lani could hit the floor, he swept her up into his arms before laying her against Storm's heart, placing her exactly where she was meant to be.

"My King," Lanecea whispered against his neck when Storm stepped away from Herja and the kneeling slave's mouths. "I'm in love with you. Thank you for making me so happy tonight."

"You're very welcome, but I know there is far more than you want other than a blood bath. Tonight is only beginning..."

Storm captured her sigh with his mouth as he stepped past the line of slaves waiting to enjoy Herja's ass until he reached the last man, deciding to reward Lani's sex slave before he left the dungeon.

"Use this one on her ass when it is your turn," he instructed as Storm placed the black rose butt plug in his hand.