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Rainbow Laser Cthulu
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Nov 17, 2010
Deep in the bowels of hell lies a kingdom of lust and sin ruled by a depraved Demon Queen named Saya. Every living thing in her kingdom lives only to satisfy the endless lust of their queen, because of this, she is loved by all. At the farthest corner of the kingdom lies her giant castle, built into a mountain of pure obsidian, and consecrated by a never ending orgy deep within it's walls. At the peak lies the Queen's chamber. At the highest tower, without walls. Only four pillars to hold up it's ceiling, so that she can look out on her kingdom every morning. Saya stood this morning at the edge of her chambers, breathing deeply of the burning air with a smile. Only a white robe so thin that it was nearly see-through covered her scarlet red skin as it fluttered in the breeze. Her pitch black eyes turned in on her room as a rustling came from her bed. Her general, and her greatest minion must have been stirring from his sleep. So she moved to her massive golden bed, so large that it could comfortably hold twenty people, and cushioned with angel feathers, to great him properly.
He was a perfect thing, masculinity in it's finest form. He stood several feet taller than her, his skin black as pitch and smooth as porcelain. But his muscles, his arms alone were as thick as her head, his torso a wall of rippling muscle and sinew. His thick veins stood out, only adding to his powerful appearance. With godlike grace she crawled in next to him and delicately laid her hand on his chest, before sliding it down his body to great his most impressive appendage. Her deft fingers slid over his massive shaft, which even soft was as thick as her wrist, and seven inches long.
"Wake up General...your Queen demands your affections..." She whispered to him as she stroked his cock to life before giving his hefty sack a playful squeeze. Each ball could barely fit in her hand, but she worked him with sexual skill perfected over several thousand years of debauchery.
He was a perfect thing, masculinity in it's finest form. He stood several feet taller than her, his skin black as pitch and smooth as porcelain. But his muscles, his arms alone were as thick as her head, his torso a wall of rippling muscle and sinew. His thick veins stood out, only adding to his powerful appearance. With godlike grace she crawled in next to him and delicately laid her hand on his chest, before sliding it down his body to great his most impressive appendage. Her deft fingers slid over his massive shaft, which even soft was as thick as her wrist, and seven inches long.
"Wake up General...your Queen demands your affections..." She whispered to him as she stroked his cock to life before giving his hefty sack a playful squeeze. Each ball could barely fit in her hand, but she worked him with sexual skill perfected over several thousand years of debauchery.