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Keeping Crowned [Crushedbyheels/iridium248]

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The throne room was a thing of beauty.

Gold and red were everywhere. Gold and red cloth hung from every wall, gold and red flags hung from the ceiling. The assembled Kasharians all wore gold and red, although the visiting foreign dignitaries all wore the colors of their respective nations.

The throne was red and gold too, a high backed gilded chair with a red cushion. In had replaced Nelshazzar's old, gnarled throne of ebony wood, with eh spikes and skulls. It's replacement had been widely well received. Delmara...Queen Delmara, now....was seen as a welcome change from Nelshazzar's skull intensive reign.

They were calling it the Reign of Terror now, although some still called it the Reign of Fluffy Bunnies. Nelshazzar had decreed his reign be called that in a day when those who worked at the palace had described him as being "in an odd mood."

The Elves were present, dressed in earthen colors with embroidered leaves. The Dwarves had sent a representative as well, clinking in chain mail. There were a dozen other races not so easily recognizable, as well as representatives from even more human empires. Kodolamen from the south, with skin the color of midnight, Alkomar from the north dressed in furs. Kai-Min from the east, all wrapped in silks. And all of them there to see her become Queen.

Owen stood next to the throne now, his face beaming. There was something dopish about his grin. They were set to wed within a month. On his chest was the gleaming Chalice of Light, symbol of the Holy Orders. A man approached her wearing the same symbol on opulent robes, wearing the silver crown of the faith and holding another crown, a golden circlet. The high priest.

The crown looked awful and bare. It had once held nine gems, each a different color, each calling on a different aspect of heaven, hell, or the earth. But when Nelshazzar had fallen his supporters had scattered with the gems. People were already whispering her rule would not be legitimate until they were found....

"Your Majesty?" the High Priest said. "If you'll ascend the steps to the throne, we can begin the coronation...."
 
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In her crimson gown, Princess Delmara - Soon to be Queen Delmara - cut a regal figure; The pleated hem of her trailing skirts swished against the thick carpet, as she crossed the distance to the throne. Her feet arched high on heeled boots, hands clasped demurely before her, the voluptuous beauty's deep green eyes were ever-so-slightly hooded; Her gaze demurely averted, as she swept across the opulent chamber.

The faintest smile touched her ruby-red lips, midnight curls framing her elegant features. Delmara Ismail, only daughter of the ancient House Ismail, had been a shoo-in for the throne; The rest of the noble houses had been too inbred, too weak, or too dead to lay any claim to it - But Her Highness seemed a likely candidate, far more stable than the *last* ruler to hold court.

The lovely Regent's gaze lingered on the hollow crown, for a long moment - Before she turned, to face the assembled Court, drawing herself up to her full height. Her emerald eyes swept the crowd, as she dipped her head in a courtly bow; A soft sigh teased from her throat, as she contemplated what was to come! There'd be so much to do to put the realm in order...And she'd only *just* started. Still...It's not *every* day you're crowned, after all~!

"My Lords," The Queen began; Her cool visage softening, just for a moment. "My esteemed guests - All of you are welcome here, today. From this day onwards, a new era begins - An era, gods willing, of peace and prosperity between our peoples. I vow to do everything in my power to make amends for the harm King Nelshazzar has done; This I swear, as the new Regent of Kashria."

The tiniest nod to the priest - "Pray continue, good Sir," she ordered - A fetching smile on her lovely features. "Shall we begin?"
 
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The old priest nodded back to her and stepped in front of her.

"We are here in the sight of the gods," the priest intoned, raising the crown above his head, "and of these witnesses, and the kingdom, and the world, to place upon the head of our new monarch this ancient crown, and to place upon her soul the duty of Rule.

"We call to the gods to guide her, and men to be loyal to her. We call upon the heavens and the earth to look upon her with adoration, and to shield her from the eyes of darkness. And now he take this circle and place it on her head, and in that moment she becomes one with Heaven, chosen by the gods, to defend and rule us all.

"I give you Queen Delmara, House Ismail, long may she reign!"

The room burst into applause.
 
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The gold crown of Kasharia, hollow though it was, was still a heavy piece - One that rested majestically on Delmara's midnight curls, as she lowered herself to the throne; Her hands clasping the lion-headed armrests! At last, a genuine smile filled her lovely features, the applause shaking the rafters - waiting for it to settle, as she raised a hand to draw attention.

Just the feel of it - It made her sit a little taller, a little straighter, in the high-backed throne; The weight of Queenship descending upon her at last~! "Thank you, one and all," she proclaimed - The slight arch to her back making her full bosom press swellingly against the front of her (very tight) crimson gown! She'd done it - She was Queen, now, and all that came it with it. The thought would've made her light-headed, if it hadn't been what she'd awaited for long, long years.

Ordinarily, the ceremony called for a week-long festival, feasts, dances...But Delmara, to the relief of all, had the foresight to suspend those. Instead - with a wave, she gestured for the curtains to be drawn aside, to let the golden sunlight fill the room; Symbolically opening Court, and allowing the first of the day's petitioners forward. After all, there was *very* little time to waste, and so much to do...
 
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Those of the court not there to make petitions sidled over to the edges of the room, where the food and drink were laid out. The petitioners formed an orderly mob at the back of the room, leaving a wide space in front of the throne for whichever of them currently had the new Queen's attention.

The petitioners would walk up in an order theoretically determined by ancient custom, and that was true to the point. It was just that the custom had nothing to do with ancient ties of friendship and diplomacy and everything to do with who knew which officials to bribe and how much they were willing to pay. And so by the ancient right of My Kingdom Has Gobs Of Cash, the ambassador from Nyll was the first to petition the queen.

He was a tall, balding man in blue robes with red trim. He was balding, but the hair he had left was a shockingly bright orange. He oozed confidence and charm as he stepped forward.

"Your majesty," he bowed politely, "Allow me, on behalf of the High Chancellor of Nyll, to renew the friendship between our two kingdoms. May we ever be the best of neighbors. As a token of our good will, I bring you this gift. The High Chancellor and I both hope it pleases you."
He clapped his hands and some servants came out carrying a huge wooden crate, like a coffin standing upright. It had a huge metal padlock holding it shit. The High Chancellor pulled a key from his robes and unlocked the padlock, and the Orc stepped out into the light.

It was seven feet tall, broad shouldered, and hugely muscled. It had a pair of gleaming white tusks curving out of it's lower jaw. It's clawed hands clenched and unclenched in their bronze shackles, matching the bronze collar on it's neck, contrasting with the green skin. It wore only a simple hempen loincloth, which did nothing to really over him. His cock swung out from behind it with each step, and they could all see it was massive, wrinkled green skin covering the flaccid member and the balls swinging behind it. he various members of the court gasped.

"The High Chancellor knows it is not your people's custom to keep the goblinkin as slaves," he said, "but to kill them before they become dangerous. He sees the wisdom in this. Kill this one if you desire; but I assure you, he is fully trained as a house slave and as a bodyguard."
 
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It'd have taken a very observant watcher to catch the way Delmara's eyes widened, fractionally - Even more so to catch the soft gasp, quickly smothered, coaxed from her sleek throat, the admiring way her gaze swept up and over the orc...He *was* a rather impressive specimen, after all. Impressive in every way a *man* could be, of course...

Oh, *my*. Delmara couldn't help but think. What a *stud*. It wasn't *entirely* true that the kingdom didn't keep goblinkin as slaves - After all, her 'assistant' and servant in her underground laboratory was a particularly rancid specimen of a goblin - Just the way she liked them. Not a fact she'd advertise, though. Of course, for a woman with *her* particular tastes - It was a wonder her mouth wasn't watering at the sight before her~!

"-That is indeed the custom," the Queen agreed~ "But We are most grateful for the High Chancellor's gift; It is generous of him to offer a stalwart's service - And We shall gladly accept." She dipped her head, in an appropriately regal nod, gesturing for the relevant staff to attend to the orc - She had no doubt she'd find a use for him very soon. (And, of course, by use, she meant having his fat green cock pumping her full of jizz!)

The very thought sent a shiver of anticipation coursing up her spine - Her breath quickening, just enough to make those luscious breasts rise and fall in time to her soft exhalation. "You may withdraw; Let the High Chancellor know of Our gratitude - We look forward to strengthening the ties between our kingdoms."

There was a soft rasp, as Delmara's lissome legs - In gauzy silk stockings - whispered together, beneath her trailing skirts; Already wondering who *else* awaited her attentions today...
 
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"What a hideous monster," Owen whispered in her ear as the ambassador withdrew. Owen considered himself a political expert. "I'm surprised you were able to thank him like that. I suppose what they do with Orcs and the like in their kingdoms is their business, but to bring it in naked like that....what was he thinking.

"I hope the Kai Wen ambassador has more sense. They have whole schools devoted to magic. I don't trust them."

The Kai Wen ambassador was a tall man with almond eyes and a scar running over one eye. It was rumored he had been a soldier when he was younger. Even now over his floral patterned silk kimono he had a scabbard tucked in his belt: out of respect he had brought no weapons into the throne room.

"Your majesty," the ambassador kowtowed, "My kingdom is distant, but even there we have heard of your beauty, and I see the tales have fallen far short of the truth. In the name of my Emperor, I present you a thing of beauty to go with your new beast."

He held up a broach done in sapphires and emeralds that showed three cranes taking flight. It glittered in a way that only a practitioner would recognize as magical.
 
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A soft chuckle parted Delmara's lips, as the Queen resisted the urge to roll her eyes - Owen could be so dense sometimes. Well, all the time - But she was entirely certain he was a good man at the core of it all. Which, of course, was part of the problem. Besides, she could hardly resist such a fine gift...Could she? "-It's the token of their intentions that counts," she whispered back, a regal smile still plastered to her lovely features.

She clapped her hands together, as a servant came forward to receive the Kai Wen ambassador's gift - "Such a splendid brooch," she answered, with honest delight - It *really* was a beautiful work of art. Of course, everyone knew what they said about Kai Wen bearing gifts...Even her middling talent recognized the power about it, which needed a careful...analysis later.

"Your gift is deeply appreciated, Ambassador," Delmara proclaimed, her level gaze resting on him - "Rest assured that your generosity will be remembered by Kasharia." And, just like the one before, she was *fairly* certain they'd be wanting something before the day was out! Business as usual...
 
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The next ambassadors were the elves, followed by the dwarves. The Elven ambassador was a talk, willowy woman with hair trailing down almost to her ankles in luxurious blond curls. She wire the pelt of some white furred creature as a cloak. Her assistants wore more earth toned clothes. The gift they offered was a vial of obviously magical perfume. Elven magic and holy magic weren't feared the way other forms were; Owen's powers came from holy magic. They were considered somehow more pure.

"It will allure a man who's heart is stone," the elf promised with a conspiratorial wink. Abloom around showed that by some magic in her speech no one else had heard.

The dwarves offered a bracelet engraved with runes that the said protected the wearer from magic.

The other gifts seemed more mundane; gems, gilded mirrors, jewelry. Before long there was only one ambassador left; the ambassador from Kthai. Kthai was a very old kingdom, known for it's scholarly tradition. They were lead by a philosopher king, and mental work was highly prized.

"A gift from the King," he said, "in the hopes that the new queen will remember us fondly, and that heaven shall grant her a reign as great as she deserves."

He handed her servant an intricately carved wooden puzzle box. It looked very complex.
 
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"Mmmm, a condurumn," the Queen mused aloud ~ Now *that* was a curiously worded turn of phrase. She'd heard of these...'Riddle Boxes' before, wonderfully complicated puzzles that may hold *anything* within...And couldn't be opened by force. Her midnight curls cascaded down her back, as she rose; Her gloved hands clasped together. "-We shall strive to rise to the challenge." She was *very* sure it'd be difficult...But intriguing, at the same time!

Delmara's gaze slid up and away, towards the windows, where the lights had dimmed- "The hour draws late, honored guests," she proclaimed - A slight nod sending the servants to draw the curtains, the subtle sign that Court was no longer in session. In Delmara's opinion, it was bloody well about time, too~ The flow of petitioners and well-wishing ambassadors, thankfully, was beginning to dry up at last. "Once again, We thank you for honouring us with your presence. We have much to consider - But it is Our belief that with your aid, we shall make this a golden age, an era of peace and prosperity between our peoples."

This was a clear signal to make excuses and withdraw - Just the way the voluptuous Regent liked it! She was looking forward to examining her gifts in more detail...And to venture down into the secret laboratories that were now *very* much her own~!
 
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The room slowly emptied, and before too long Owen and the Queen were alone. Well, alone besides the guards posted around the throne room, but they stood still as statues and hardly counted. Owen knelt in front of her, his gleaming silver breastplate and flowing white cape shimmering in the evening light.

The treasure on the table also gleamed. The Kai Wen broach still glittered tantalizingly, daring her to find out what enchantment it held. The elven perfume also shimmered; guaranteed seduction certainly had it's charms. The puzzle box begged to be solved and somewhere in the palace, probably tucked away in a stable or holding cell, there was an extremely well hung Orcish slave just begging for attention.

"My Queen," he said, "my beloved, let me just add my personal congratulations on your coronation. I know you decreed there would be no feast, what with the troubles still hanging over the kingdom, but I would be honored if you would dine with me and my father tonight."

Owen's father was Baron Courstan, treasurer of the high council, and the center of her support in the kingdom's internal political arena. Owen was also her fiance. She could probably come up with an excuse to avoid dinner if she wanted too...but it would have to be a good one.
 
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As if in answer, Delmara swayed slightly - Her emerald eyes squeezing shut for a moment, as she gripped the armrests of her throne to support herself. "My...apologies, Owen," she breathed, touching gloved fingers to her temples - "I fear that the excitement of the day has left me quite...overwrought." She certainly *looked* it, too, ever-so-slightly faint from the combination of the heavy robes of state and the long hours on display; "Please, given the Baron my best regards - But I believe that I should retire early, tonight."

She favoured him with a wan but fond smile - "Your presence gave me strength, my love. The weight of duty can be overwhelming, at times...I have yet to grow accustomed to it."
 
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"Yes of course," he said, reaching out to steady her. He reached out an arm to steady her, and with his other hand picked up her hands. He kissed her fingers gently. "Rest, my love. I await the night when the bedchamber we both return to is the same. And though it may not be fully pure to say it, I await the night you and I join together, each for the first time, and for the first time as man and wife."

He bowed respectfully and left, leaving her finally free to go where she wanted.
 
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"Thank you, Owen," the Queen breathed, relaxing gladly into his arms - An absolutely ravishing smile on her elegant features, her fingers clasping his just for a moment, before he drew away~! Delmara checked the urge to sigh, to herself - She *really* was fond of him, but hardly in love with him. After all, her tastes ran in the *other* direction entirely...Which was *such* a pity, given how Owen (magnificently dense though he could be) was every inch a knight~!

Just as she'd claimed, she'd withdraw to her chambers - Locking the door behind herself - but not to her bed~! Instead - She'd pace over to the far walls, murmuring something under her breath...And then, with glacial slowness, on well-oiled hinges, a weighty bookshelf would swing open - Revealing the flight of stony steps beyond!

"Well now~" Delmara cooed - Her eyes sparkling with excitement, as she lifted the hem of her skirts, beginning the descent! She'd already had her recent 'acquisitions' brought to her chambers - She couldn't *wait* to being examining them!
 
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The laboratory was a large, square room. At the far end from the stairway was fire pit, over which hung a bubbling cauldron. Something in the cauldron was being stirred by goblin wrapped in a black robe-Kulg, her slave and magical assistant. There were dozens of magical items on shelves all over the room; some were her own collection, some were Nelshazzars, and some were even older. They had a range of powers from the mundane to the super cosmic, and some were darker than the darkest magics she'd ever heard of performed. The laboratory smelled of chemicals and sweat.

"Mistress," the Goblin bowed. "I brought them all. Although he was hard to drag down here." the Goblin pointed his thumb at a cage in the corner, where her new Orcish slave stood, still undressed. "I had to pose as one of the royal tailors assistants and tell the guards I was taking him to get proper clothing.

"So what do we do first? Inspect the magic items? Curse someone-you really should, Mistress, say what you like about King Nelshazzar he knew how to appreciate a good curse-or are you going to have some fun with the big boy over there? i'm ready to assist in ANY of that mistress..."
 
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A soft chuckle purred from Delmara's lips as - Still sheathed in the crimson robes of rulership - she sauntered into her own private sanctuary~! Here, the *naughty* expression of mingled excitement and mischief etched onto her lovely features had full reign, as she ran her slender fingers through her thick mane of midnight curls...Her gaze settling quite deliberately on Kulg, as she strutted towards him~! "How very thoughtful of you, Kulg," she purred, batting her long, long lashes; Leaning forward, both hands on her knees - That luscious ass raised - to give him a *good* long look~!

In a way, she'd inherited the goblin from King Nelshazzar - And he'd been her faithful companion since, in the brief time before she'd ascended to the throne! The luscious young Queen licked her lips, her tongue curving in a slow, erotic arc; One hand perched on her curvy hip, as she pretended to consider the options~!

At length, she said~ "Mmmm~ I think you should start...By giving me a good, *hard* fucking." The heady words lingered in the air, as Delmara arched a slim eyebrow; Her full chest pushing up against her *tight* bodice, her nipples stiff against the front of her creamy white gown~! "Don't think I haven't seen the way you've been looking at me, Kulg," she breathed, batting her long, long lashes, a sly smirk on her full lips - "But I'm in such a good mood today...I'm going to let you do *everything* you want to me...darling."
 
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"Really?" Kulg said, walking over to her. He threw off his cloak, revealing a naked goblin body. It was actually a scrawny body, but strong, and while his cock paled in comparison to the Orc standing in the corner, it was a very thick nine inches, and ridged like all goblinoid cocks. He grinned up at her and reached over. "I've always wanted to fuck you, Mistress, I must admit. But first I always wanted to do this..."

He reached up and pulled her to her knees by her collar. The collar loosened and dropped, revealing her huge, luscious breasts. He stuck his pulsing green cock between them and started mashing them around the thick green member.
 
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Delmara's knees hit the floor with a dry thump - Her full breasts jiggling as the collar was wrenched down, as if *glad* to be freed from confinement at last~! They were *so* big - so deliciously rounded - that each breath made them *heave* as the goblin's cock was pushed between them~! "Oh, my~" The Queen cooed, her eyes half-lidded...Wicked excitement in her voice, as she reached up, too~ Pressing those creamy mounds together, forming a tight valley of flesh Kulg could thrust himself into~!

With practiced ease, she arched her back - Until her warm breath gusted over the throbbing head of the goblin's cock, her nostrils flaring at the musky smell~! "Mmmm, it's so *big* - So lewd- making my tits *soooo* hard~" Delmara purred, relishing the role-reversal...The harsh squeak as Kulg's cock pushed between her doubled bosom, his balls slapping against the underside of her breasts~! That ridged goblin cock felt deliciously rough against her creamy skin - Until her full lips parted *just* that little bit more...And drew him into the warmth of her oral cavity~!

"Mmmmpphhhh~!" The taste - salty, musky, but not bad - made her eyes widen as it *filled* her palate...Her tongue flitting out eagerly over it, licking, sucking as Kulg began to pump away - Getting him nice and lubed-up, to let him fuck her tits all the harder, all the faster~!
 
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He pumped between her tits and into her mouth hard and fast.

"Unnngh!" he moaned. "I've wanted to do this for so long mistress! Always walking around with these big things dangling in front of my face...all I've been able to dream about is sticking my cock in them and....and....uunnnnngh!"

The goblin came. He pulled himself out of her mouth as he did so, so the thick, hot jizm exploded up between her tits, coating her luscious orbs in white goo, landing in her mouth and on her face. He dropped her tits and stepped back, his cock still rock hard, still dripping cum from the tip.

"I've needed that for forever," Kug said. "Where do you want me to put it next, Mistress? I live to serve."
 
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Delmara had the presence of mind to squeeze her eyes shut ~ As Kulg's thick yellow-white cum gushed forth, pumping and spurting in long, ragged pulses, shooting across her face, her breasts, into her open mouth~! "Mmmmm. Salty," she purred, licking stray droplets of spunk off her gloved fingers - favoring Kulg with a fetching smile~!

"Still so formal, darling~" Delmara cooed - Pinching the hem of her dress, dragging it up, up and over her perfect rump - to reveal the hot join between her legs, the way her panties clung to her *dripping* pussy~! The lacy black underwear slithered down her silky thighs, her nether lips glistening with the honey of her arousal! "Put it *right* in, Kulg ~ And fuck me until I scream~!"
 
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"Yes Mistress!" Kug said, grabbing her ass and lining himself up. He rammed inside of her, his thick, ridged green crock shoving in and out of her wet snatch. He hissed as her sticky wet walls closed around his cock, and his constant pounding made a wet slapping noise as he shoved in and out of her. The whole room was filled with moaning, panting, and the slick wet noises of a hot fucking in action!
 
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schlllt schlllt schllt went Kulg's cock, as it pistoned in and out of Delmara's sopping-wet pussy~ Her hot tunnel *squeezing* down eagerly, as she was taken from behind~! The high-pitched whine of a slut being filled with cock echoed in her ears, her toes curling *just so* in her slippers; It felt like it was *grinding* against her, churning her insides to mush! "Ugh, ugh, *ugh*~!" Delmara panted, thrusting *back* with equal force - For the satisfyingly loud fap as their hips met, again and again, his balls slapping up against her perineum!

Droplets of sweat glistened in Her Majesty's hair, as she was ploughed a goblin...And loving every moment of the fuck~! It wasn't sex, wasn't mating - Just a hard, lewd fucking, and *exactly* what she needed~! "Nnnnn, it's so big~ It's splitting my pussy~" she moaned, her cheek pressed against the rocky ground - A hot shudder of an impending climax surging up her spine~! Already so very excited, Delmara wasn't going to hold back - And she didn't even *want* to, too aroused by Kulg's relentless cock to resist the throb of her release~!
 
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When he heard his mistress cum Kug came as well, squirting hot semen deep inside her.


"Unnnggg!" he moaned. "This is one royal pussy you've got, mistress! So hot and wet and sweet!"

His cum poured into her, safely, because goblin cum couldn't impregnate human women. But it was still hot and thick and salty, and her belly filled with warm liquid as the pumped into her. He kept pumping her until his cock was flaccid and he fell out of her, his cum and hers glistening on his now soft cock as he panted and looked up at his Queen.
 
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Dark spots danced in Delmara's vision - A *scream* of pleasure forced from her throat as she came *hard*, her body convulsing as Kug's cum surged into her, churning within the very core of her being in a steaming slick~! "Oooohhhhh~" she cooed, lewdly, her legs curling beneath her - Panting minutely, as she tried to remember how to *breathe*~! It felt *so* good...So sinfully good *inside* her, that she shuddered in a second, smaller climax, as goblin spunk trickled down her legs~!

S-l-o-w-l-y, she drew herself to her feet, twitching her gown back into place; The fucking she'd taken concealed by the crimson fabric of the gown~! "Mmmm, we're *all* messy now...I'll have to fix that," she purred - Murmuring the words to a minor spell, that sent a tame, cleansing wind swirling about them, scouring them clean - Except for the join of her thighs, where Kul's cum was still oozing out from her plundered pussy~!

"Back to work, Kulg," Delmara giggled ~ Sauntering over to the table, where her gifts rested~! "Mmmmm...I think we should begin by studying first this wonderful brooch, then the puzzle box, shall we?"
 
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Panting, Kug pulled his cloak back on and walked over to the table. He picked up the broach and looked at it.

"Way to shiny," he said. "I hate it. But the Kai Wen were always weird. Honor codes and warrior some such. You could either run it through a scrying enchantment to see what it does, or you could just put it on. Doesn't smell cursed as such, but there's plenty of goody goody magic that can mess you up pretty bad."
 
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