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Cordelia stared at Louis, the man she poisoned.
He was hanging from his wrists, blood dripping from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. His chest was barely rising with breath, the poison slowly working through his body, leaving behind black streaks across his skin.
He was going to die a painful death.
Giggling, Cordelia trailed her long nails down Louis' chest, leaving lines within the blood coloring his skin.
Thinking back on her time with Madness, Cordelia could not help but grin wickedly.
She didn't actually want to become in charge.
She didn't want to tear Wonderlust into two different sides.
All she wanted was a love that filled her heart and pussy.
She was in a chokehold.
All because of Madness.
Tilting her head back, she closed her eyes.
I just want peace.
Peace from this curse.
Peace from this soul crushing desire to be strong.
To be in charge.
To be the Empress of Wonderlust.
But that was precisely the problem.
Though she wanted to be free...
She wanted control.
She wanted power.
She wanted to dominate.
It was maddening.
Covering her face with her hands, Cordelia let out a maniacal laugh, one that could rival Madness.
Why must I be like this?
"Ahhh," she let out a sigh before bringing her attention back to Louis, and the bucket under him that was collecting all the blood coming out of him.
Twitching her hand, she watched as the blood rippled.
Her power took long enough to awaken, but when it did, it changed things.
It changed how she reigned.
It changed her personality.
It changed her sexual needs.
She became the villain they wanted her to be.
"They must be so happy they turned out to be right," she sighed almost dreamily.
"Welp!" She clasped her hands together loudly and rubbed them together.
She walked over to the nearby bench that held numerous torturing devices and looked down at the paper she had requested just before entering the room.
Cordelia took her index finger and pointed at the bucket of blood.
Feeling her power surge forward, she beckoned it to grab the red liquid and spin it into a thin strand.
She moved her arm up and around her, watching the blood follow her moves.
Pointing down, she used her magic to write the invitation.
Welcome to Wonderlust!
A wonderful land where your desires are embraced.
Where your needs are met without judgment.
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The Rise and Fall of the Red Whore
Fantasy18+ Cordelia was once a human in the 1800s, living off the street and selling her body to survive while taking care of the needs that plagued her. Until a man called Madness comes and brings her to Wonderlust, where she becomes the Whore Empress. Bu...
