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 Tales Of The Dark Knight

   By The Dark Knight, aka Loki (M/f, inc-fath/dau, tort)



   The best of my recollections.

   *Disclaimer.* If this story has any reference to anyone or anything it
is by accident.  This story contains incest, sex with underage succubus,
sex with the underage in general, gore, brutality, torture, death, referred
bestiality, the eating of human flesh by demons and others, human
sacrifice, the drinking of blood, etc.  Ps.  It is not all sex, there is a
story line.  If you like this sort of stuff, read on.  If not,who cares?

   Congress shall make no law abridging freedom of the press.  So don't
write me, if you don't like the content.  If you dislike the idea of
freedom of the press, change the constitution.



   *Chapter 1*

   The Dark Knight, a 30-year-old black guard, devoted to the evil god
Fogul, was at the height of his power.  He now controlled a large castle,
three large towns, and the entire North.  He had but two foes, and while he
could easily defeat them one at a time, together they were too much of a
force.  However while he could not defeat the two together, they could not
attack his fortified towns, nor could they lay siege to them.

   The three kingdoms were at semi-peace, or better put, semi-war.  They
fought over the vast expanse of land and small towns that were sandwiched
by the three kingdoms.  The area was declared neutral, under the semi-peace
treaty signed between the three.  While the two good kingdoms tried to
protect the towns, the Dark Knight would constantly raid them, or demand
tribute.

   The Dark Knight was slowly winning the battle of attrition.  The reason
was gold.  It costs less to raid than to defend and gold attracted more
recruits to the Dark Knight.  The Dark Knight knew it would take many years
to achieve victory, and when it was won, he would need a son to carry on.
His son, he hoped, would find some way to cross the poison sea and continue
his conquest.

   To this end, the Dark Knight sat in a chair waiting for the birth of his
fifth child.  The room was lit with black flame candles.  In the center of
the room was the large blazing symbol of Fogul.  In the direct center of
the symbol was a bed.  On the bed was a young girl of 14 summers.  She was
gagged and strapped to the bed as she struggled to give birth.

   Standing at the Black Knight's right was a Vogok, a huge fiend.  It was
given to Black Knight by the evil god Fogul.  To the Black Knight it was a
pet.  It did battle with the Dark Knight yet to the forces of good it much
feared.  It was feared because it was said that captives were fed alive to
the Vogok, which was true.  The Vogok was drooling, for it knew, female or
male child born, the mother would be his, and he would eat her alive as
soon as the baby flopped onto the bed.

   On the left of the Dark Knight was a glowing, blond hair, light
dark-skinned, beautiful winged succubus, with deep red, glowing eyes.  She
would nurse the child if it was male or carry off a female child to become
one of her kind.  She was the leader of the succubui in the Dark Knight's
army.  She was also the head tamer, or better put, torture, an art at which
she excelled and loved.

   While evil could love their art, they could never love another.  Love
was poison, a trick of good.  The same was true for hate, for it only
clouded one's mind.  All pleasures of the flesh were the way of evil.  The
Dark Knight did not hate good, he just wanted to end it.  After
all,charity, piety, kindness, and mercy were the concepts of fools.

   Standing at the foot of the bed, dressed in a black robe with red and
gold trimmings was a volunteer still virgin female of 13 summers.  The
succubus trainer had worked with the girl for the last two years preparing
her for this day.

   If the child were male, the young girl would lick it clean, than suckle
its tiny cock until it was erect.  She would then give the baby boy to the
succubus for suckling.  If the child were female, she would step aside, and
the succubus would take it off to her coven, where she would be trained in
the arts of black magic, seduction and torture.

   The baby's head began to emerge and the Black Knight stood up.  The
hapless mother had no choice but to push the baby out of her body, and with
one more push, the baby slithered out on the bed.  "A male!" The Black
Knight howled in delight.

   The attending female picked up the child, bit through the cord, and
began to clean the child with her tongue.  As she licked the boy clean, the
Vogok leaped on the bed and looked down at his food.  He then bit off a
large chunk of the female's left breast.  Blood and milk splattered and
gushed from the ripped flesh.

   The Vogok gobbled the soft flesh, then bit off the female's right breast
- more blood and milk.  Thankfully the female went into shock and did not
feel the pain of the second bite, but she would feel the third.  The Vogok
gobbled up the afterbirth, then bit down on her cunt, tearing a large hole
in the already bloody flesh.  After this bite the female passed out, never
to awake as the Vogok continued to feed on her tender flesh.

   The tending female gave the child to the succubus.  The succubus placed
the child to her breast and the baby began to suckle, soon drawing a
mixture of mother's milk and very small amounts of blood.  The attending
female removed her robe and did as she was taught.  She walked to a black
altar that was in the corner of the room.  With her arms at her side she
laid down on the altar.

   Although Fogul did not demand human sacrifice he did require life for
certain special occasions.  There were only two special times when the
Fogul demanded life and this was one of them.  The other was the first day
of the summer solstice.  Voluntarily giving your life on these two special
days earned the volunteer female a special place in Fogul kingdom. 
Although only one life was required many human females in the Dark Knights
kingdom stood in line more than willing to give their lives to their god.

   The Dark Knight drew his deep, black sword that glowed red with the
blood of many and walked to the altar.  Standing at the altar, he gave
praise to Fogul.  He then tied a rope to the female's ankles and hauled her
up until her head was only a few inches from the altar.

   Securing the rope, he placed a bowl on the altar under her head.  He
took a gold cup from the corner of the altar, cut his palm and let his
blood drip into the chalice.  His blood was a blessing.  Then with one
quick stroke of his sword, he severed the hanging girl's carotid artery. 
Blood gushed out of the girl's neck and into the cup, filling it to
overflowing.  The Black Knight removed the gold cup.

   The girl's blood continued to flow down her cheek, soaking her short
hair and dripping into the bowl, until she was completely drained.  The
Dark Knight held up the blood-filled cup.  He praised Fogul and drank from
the cup.  After he had drank his fill, he gave the cup to the succubus, who
was now sitting as she nursed the Black Knight's child.  She took the cup
and eagerly drank the still-warm blood.

   The now dead sacrificial female's body burst into bright red and white
hot flames; it was a sign that Fogul was very pleased.  The Black Knight
and the succubus praised Fogul and continued drinking the blood until the
cup was empty.

   The Vogok was now ripping at the almost dead birth mother's chest,
splitting her breastbone.  He then pulled out her still-beating heart.  He
howled and grunted, then bit the heart in two.  Blood dripped from his
large, razor-sharp teeth, and the rest of his hulking, green and black body
was now soaked in blood.

   The Vogok continued to rip and gobble the female's flesh and would not
stop until he had sucked the marrow of her bones.  However, he would not
touch the female's head.  It would be placed on the battle mounts to rot
and be eaten by the scout crows.

   The Dark Knight opened the door to the room and told the captain of the
dozen guards placed there to have someone ring the tower bells.  The
captain asked, "A son, my lord?" The Dark Knight nodded.  "Hail,
Blackheart," the captain shouted.

   "Hail, Blackheart," the men shouted.

   "Come Chad!  Let us celebrate." Blackheart said to the captain.

   "Yes, My Lord!" Answered the captain.  "Sergeant, see that the men get
something to eat." the captain said.

   "Yes Sir!" The sergeant snapped back.

   Blackheart tossed the sergeant a bag filled with gold coins and said,
"You and the men have an excellent time!"

   "Yes, my lord!" The sergeant saluted.

   Chad was the first commander of Blackheart's forces, but his most
important task and duty was commander of Blackheart's elite guard.  The
guard was made up of the finest fighters in Blackheart's legions, who were
chosen by their acts of bravery and cruelty on the battlefield, and the
commanders were chosen from the guard.  Each one of the commanders and the
guard wore a special ring that made them immune to any form of magic.

   With sword in hand, Chad walked a few feet in front of Blackheart.  As
they passed each guard-post in the castle, the guards snapped to attention,
and remained at attention until Blackheart passed their post.  There was no
perceived or real danger to Blackheart in his own castle, but no one would
be foolish enough to believe that nothing could ever happen.

   Chad and the Dark Knight made their way to the main hall, then turned
left and walked some 100 feet to a flight of stairs that led to the castle
training area.  There were no dungeons in the castle, but there were two
torture chambers, where specially trained succubi practiced their art.  The
chambers were never meant for extracting information from prisoners, they
were death chambers where helpless captives were slowly tortured to death.

   Information could be gained from a captive's mind with magic.  This was
the most reliable way to get information, and after it was extracted the
prisoners were sent to the death chambers, or sent to be eaten alive by the
Vogok.  After the captives died their pain was not over, for they were
doomed to walk the land forever as tormented spirits without substance, nor
the ability to interact with the environment.

   When they reached the bottom of the stairs, two iron golems and a
beautiful succubus stood guard outside a large door.  The succubus smiled
at Chad.  She was his sex companion and they totally enjoyed each other as
often as possible.

   "My Lord, your daughter is of age, will you break her today?" the
succubus asked.

   Ten glorious years of power, Blackheart thought.  A mere ten years since
he conquered this area, took this castle, and made his first dark attempt
at spawning a son.  In those ten years, he had not only taken this castle,
but destroyed to the last whelp the people of the other northern lands.

   Blackheart snickered at how weak the good king was and how much the fool
boasted that he would destroy Blackheart's evil kingdom.  He also
remembered how the fool cried like a baby when he turned him over to the
Succubi for torture, and the last thing he remembered was eating the fool's
nuts raw as the lame king watched.

   "Yes!  I will have her today." Blackheart answered.

   The Succubus commanded the doors to open and the doors eased open.  When
they were fully opened, Blackheart turned to Chad and gave him a bag of
gold and said, "You two have fun."

   "My L---"

   "Gdks!" Blackheart asked the Succubus, interrupting Chad, "Is there any
force on this world that can open these doors once they are closed?"

   "My lord!  Only if this castle falls." Gdks answered.

   "Off, you two!" Blackheart said, "And Gdks don't break any of his bones
this time, it is such a hassle for the healers to mend bone."

   "I won't, my lord.  Only his cock will be sore."

   "Ha!  Not too sore, we have a raid in two days."

   "He will be fine by then, I promise, my lord."

   Blackheart entered the room and the large doors closed behind him.  In
the well-lit room there were six elder Succubi and six younger trainees
tending to a dozen female captives.  Succubi were beyond beautiful
creatures.  Everything about the black-winged creatures was designed for
temptation and sex.  The female captives ranged in age from three to
twelve. Any older female taken on a raid was useless, and was raped to
death, or simply killed.  Captives younger than three summers had their
heads smashed or were fed to the hounds.

   After a captive was well-disciplined in the art of giving sexual
pleasure, she would be given to six men, chosen by Blackheart's captains,
to be broken in.  Still a virgin, she would have to please all the men, for
two days and nights.  If a girl was killed in the process, the men would be
given 50 lashes and lose their pay for 30 days.

   After being broken in, she would be placed in one of the brothels in
Blackheart's kingdom.  There she would service all, until her 29th summer,
when she would be taken back to the castle for slaughter by the same six
men, if they were still alive.  Males, except for town leaders or ones that
may have some information, were never taken captive.

   Blackheart's eyes fell upon his daughter, and she was beautiful.  She
now had small, black wings and was topless, revealing her budding breasts.
She wore silk panties that revealed her smooth, hairless crack. 
Blackheart's cock throbbed as he ogled the young succubus.

   Popping young succubi cherries was one of his most pleasurable duties,
and fucking his own flesh would be even more so.

   "Edks it is your time," an elder succubus said.

   Edks stopped whipping the captive she was working on and looked at
Blackheart.  She knew that the Black Knight was her seed father, and hoped
she would give him the utmost pleasure.

   Two elder succubi attended Blackheart, removing his armor and revealing
a welled-muscled man who stood 6 feet, 6 inches tall.  The succubus
continued and removed Blackheart's underclothing, leaving only his drawers
that bulged with the rising of Blackheart's cock.  The Dark Knight had a
single large scar on his left shoulder, and tattooed over his heart was the
red blazing mark of Fogul.

   Edks walked up to Blackheart and kneeled, saying, "My lord!  Please take
me."

   Blackheart reached down and grabbed Edks' glowing red hair, pulling her
up to her feet.  "Come!" Blackheart commanded.

   Edks bowed her head and followed him to a small door.  A succubus
commanded the door to open and it did, revealing a bed covered in black
satin sheets.  Beside the bed was a table with assorted whips and other
devices.

   Blackheart entered the room, as did Edks.  He commanded the door to
close and it did.  "On the bed, legs spread," Blackheart ordered.

   Edks removed her silk panties and lay down on the bed, spreading her
legs as far as possible.  Blackheart looked at her hairless crack, and then
chose what he knew was the proper whip.  He lashed the whip several times,
then adeptly whipped the young succubus' cunt.

   The whip stung, but Edks bit her lip, taking the pain.  Blackheart
continued to whip her until her cunt was red and raw.  When Blackheart saw
the first traces of blood, he gave her cunt a few more hard lashes,then
stopped.

   He looked at Edks' abused cunt and smiled.  The lips of Edks' cunt were
puffy, bright red, and lightly bleeding.  Blackheart removed his drawers,
revealing a huge, gnarled, black and red cock.  Blackheart got on the bed
and placed the tip of his cock against Edks' hairless crack.

   The tip of his cock was as large as the crack was long.  With his
fingers, Blackheart roughly parted Edks' bruised cunt lips, revealing her
small, pink hole.  Blackheart smeared his cock with the blood from Edks'
cunt.  He then placed his huge cock at the entrance to the small, pink
hole. "What do you want?" he asked.

   "To give you pleasure, my lord."

   "HA!" Blackheart answered, and with one shove, he buried a little more
than half of his cock into the succubus' small hole.  Edks screeched.  The
pain was too much, it went beyond any pain she had ever felt.  She looked
down and saw that the gnarled cock had much more length to be shoved into
her, and for the first time in her young life, she felt a twinge of fear.

   Fear was for the weak!  She was not weak!  She was a succubus!  She was
the seed daughter of this fearless man who was ravishing her cunt.  She
pushed back the emotion and knew she was strong.  She then said, "Take me,
my lord."

   Blackheart pushed against her cervix and the second barrier yielded to
the might of his cock.  Soon he had his entire cock buried in his
daughter's cunt.  Blackheart paused to feel her tiny cunt contracting
against his cock.  He looked down at her small, puffy, cherry-sized tits
and pinched one of her nipples between his hardened fingers.  He then
withdrew his cock, leaving the head still wedged in her small slot.  He
then started to ram his cock in and out of her sweet, tight cunt.

   Edks was well-trained and started to enjoy the pain.  She used her cunt
muscles as she had been taught and began milking her seed-father's cock. 
She wanted to be a good fuck for her seed-father.  She wanted to be good
enough for him to do it again and again until she had him 13 times.  But
most of all, she wanted his seed to fill her belly.

   Thirteen times rang in her head as she milked his cock harder and
harder. Thirteen times would give her succubi glory.  Thirteen times and
she would be made a sex toy for Vogok, hounds, and many other dark spawn
creatures.  Pleasuring the spawns of evil would make her sterile, but she
would gain some of their power.  Thirteen times.  Thirteen times.

   She felt his cock grow larger.  She knew he was close.  But Blackheart
had cast a spell on his cock, making it larger and stemming the building
tidal wave.  He wanted to fuck her harder and longer than any succubus or
woman he had ever had fucked.  Edks was losing strength - she needed energy
to carry on.  She knew what to do and bit her own tongue.  Drinking her own
blood would give her the strength she needed.

   The extra burst of strength was too much for Blackheart's spell and his
cock burst, flooding his daughter's inner reaches with unholy seed.  When
his cock was done spurting, he pulled out of his daughter's cunt and put
his cock to her lips.  He wanted her again.  Edks happily sucked on the
head and about two inches of the gnarled cock.  It was all she could get
into her mouth, and in a few minutes it was rock hard again.

   Blackheart eagerly slammed his cock back into his daughter's cunt.  It
was almost as tight as it was when he had first slammed his cock into her.
'Smart girl,' he thought.  She had cast a tightness spell on her cunt.  He
already knew he would take her thirteen times, and he was glad to have
fathered a great succubus.  He also knew that with succubi like this on his
side, it might take less than the twenty years he thought it would take to
conquer the two good kingdoms allied against him.

   He cast an enlargement spell on his cock and a double stay spell.  He
then started to ram his daughter's cunt.  Edks thanked Fogul for giving her
such a strong seed-father and then she exploded with her orgasm.  This made
her cunt tighter, as it was part of the spell that she had cast on herself.


   She concentrated and used her cunt to milk her father's cock, thinking
'eleven times, eleven times.' As Blackheart rammed his daughter's hot, wet,
and delectably tight cunt, he made a vow to Fogul, that he would defeat the
good kingdoms in no more than thirteen years.

   Edks' cunt exploded with her second orgasm, the pleasure draining her
young body.  She was getting dizzy.  If this had been any other succubus,
Blackheart would have continued fucking her until she passed out, and he
would have been done with her.  But the pleasure of fucking his own flesh
overwhelmed him, and he slapped Edks across the face.  The sting of the
slap cleared Edks's head, and she doubled her efforts.

   Blackheart's cock was about to explode, but he pulled it out of her
cunt. Grabbing his cock hard, he commanded Edks to turn over.  At his
command, Edks quickly turned over and presented her small ass to him.  He
looked at the tiny pucker in the center of her ass, and with one thrust he
drove the full length of his cock into Edks' bowels.  She felt nothing but
pain, but she was used to that.

   Blackheart's cock would soon burst, flooding Edks' bowels.  Again, after
his cock stopped spurting, he pulled his cock out of Edks and again
commanded her to turn over.  Edks did so, and Blackheart once again placed
his cock to her lips.  Edks hungrily sucked him back to hardness.  Her
seed-father again slammed his cock into her abused cunt.  Edks did not
count this one.  She just enjoyed the pain and pleasure, of being fucked by
her great seed-father.

   (Dks = Dark Knight Succubus.  Their first name may only be known by the
Dark Knight.  So name them whatever you like.)

   *Chapter 2 *

   It is good to be Evil

   Blackheart put on his drawers, looked at Edks and commanded her to
sleep. The spell was a simple one, but issued from a Black Knight, Edks
could not block it, nor resist it and she fell asleep.  Blackheart
commanded the door to open and it did.  He left the room.

   "My lord," The succubus guarding the door saluted.

   "Fdks!  When she wakes, give her a bath, feed her, heal her, then send
her to my quarters."

   "Yes, my lord!" Fdks smiled.

   She was Edks's trainer and sensed the young succubus had the potential
for great power.  Two succubi helped Blackheart into his armor.  After he
was dressed, she spoke to Bdks one of the succubi that had helped him
dress.

   "Bdks," he said, "Give all here not on guard duty the rest of the day
off."

   "Yes, my Lord!" Bdks answered.  He tossed Kdks, who he knew to be second
in command of this group, a bag of gold coins.

   "Kdks," he said, "Make sure you and your girls have a good time."

   "Yes, my Lord!" she saluted.

   "Bdks, escort me." he commanded.

   "Yes, my lord." she answered, drawing a fiery, short sword.  Bdks
escorted Blackheart to his chambers.  When they arrived, 2 iron golems were
standing guard at Blackheart's door.

   Blackheart handed Bdks a bag of gold and said, "Have an excellent time."

   "Yes, my Lord!" she answered and flew off.

   Blackheart inserted the magic key that opened the door to his chambers.
There were only two copies of this special key.  He had one and his Breast
mother, now loyal servant, had the other.  Blackheart locked the door
behind him.  Qdks, his breast mother, had a hot bath waiting for him. 
Theirs was a special bond.

   A breast mother and the male child she would suckle had a bond of trust
that would last until death and beyond.  Qdks helped Blackheart remove his
armor.  Blackheart stepped into the warm tub and Qdks began to wash him. 
"A son, my Lord, a great day.  Darkheart would be a good name, my Lord."

   "Yes it would," Blackheart, said, "Let it be so."

   "And your seed daughter a great one, praise be Fogul."

   Blackheart did not know how Qdks received her information and did not
ask.  He relaxed.  His quarters were the only place where he could do so.
He knew Qdks would give her life for him and he would do the same for her.
To die for one another was not love, it was survival.  He also knew his son
was safe.  Six succubi would guard his son and Adks.

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   Gdks bit Chad's neck and he bit her back.  They drank each other's
blood, sharing passions, strength, and power.  After the ritual sex bite,
Chad removed his ring.  Gdks smiled at him, licking her bloody teeth.  She
cast several sex enhancement spells on him.

   She then threw a hard right-hand punch, which Chad blocked, and grabbing
her arm, he tossed her over his shoulder.  Gdks used her wings, turned in
mid air, and dove down at Chad.  He dodged the strike and caught her by the
waist before she hit the floor.  Gdks kicked her legs, breaking Chad's
grip. Too low for flight, her body slammed to the floor.  Chad jumped on
her and the battle continued on the floor.

   Moves and counter-moves, the battle lasted for some 10 minutes before
Chad got her into a position where he could slam his cock into her wet
cunt. "Damn!" Gdks shrieked, "It took you less time."

   "HA!  You didn't break my arm." he replied.

   She giggled lightly.  She had not broken his arm with strength, but with
a spell.  He bit hard on her nipple.  Gdks waited.  When Chad released her
nipple, she turned him over, slamming the last inch of his cock into her
hot cunt.

   Chad accepted her being on top, it gave her a minor victory and she
needed that.  No succubus could have a sex partner without showing
strength, and no succubus could have a sex partner that was less than her,
or mentally weak to her strong charm spells.

   Chad was the perfect sex mate for her.  He was brave and cruel on the
battlefield.  At 23 years of age, he had a body and mind of steel, no
jealously in his soul, and was able to impregnate her, which they had both
planned to do when she reached 30 summers (Note: Succubus had to be 30
summers before they could bear children.) He was second only to the Dark
Knight, who had broken her 9 years ago.

   Gdks stopped slamming her cunt on Chad's cock and cast a tighten spell
on her cunt.  Chad's cock was totally stuck in her cunt.  Gdks smiled and
cast a spin spell.  She spun around his cock until both she and he were red
raw.

   "Take me, Chad!" She screeched.  Chad pulled his cock out of her and
then slammed it back into her fire-hot cunt.  They both enjoyed the pain
and pleasure of each other.

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   The sergeant tossed the bag of gold coins Blackheart had given him on
the bar and said "Drinks and woman for my men."

   The bar and brothel were a quarter mile past the castle walls.  The area
contained two bar brothels, a food market, a well, and a jail.  A succubus,
a marshal, and four young trainee fighters manned the jail.  The trainee
would help remove the men's armor.  All weapons were left at the jail.  The
recreation area had but two rules - no cheating at cards or other games,
and no killing.

   You could fight all you wanted, but it would be without weapons or
armor. If you wanted to kill someone you would have to do it in the arena,
which was just beyond the castle gates.  The rules were rarely broken, for
all knew what the penalty would be, and no one wanted a one-way trip to the
chamber.

   This brothel was for the higher ranks.  Few men of the lower ranks would
come in, for it would cost a basic footman two months pay.  The women at
the other brothel may be a little older and a little more used, but they
were still beautiful.

   Just as the young girls started walking around, Kdks and her succubi
flew through the open door.  Kdks and her girls spied the men and found no
weak ones.  Kdks knew these men to be the Dark Knight's guard, but it was
the job of every succubus to weed out the weak.

   Just as Kdks and her succubi finished spying on the men, four hapless
footmen walked in.  Kdks and her succubi' keen noses were filled with the
putrid smell of fear.  One of the four footmen reeked of it.  Fear is
contagious and soon all four of the men reeked with fear.

   "Damn!" Kdks shrieked, "There goes our night on the town."

   "Nope!" Sergeant Brad said.  "Call the marshal.  He will take care of
this slime and you can have their balls for breakfast."

   "Yum!" Kdks replied.

   Kdks issued a silent command and one of the succubi flew off to get the
marshal.

   Brad got an idea and said, "Let's have some fun with them before the
marshal gets here."

   "Joe!" he said to the bartender, "Do you have a hammer and nails?"

   Kdks liked this idea.  She pursed her lips and blew recall.  She also
saw great strength in Brad, something she would explore at a later date. 
She had seen him on the battlefield and he certainly was brave, cruel, had
no jealously, and was mentally strong.  Her cunt itched.  Screw another
time, she would have him tonight, she thought.

   "No hammer or nails, Brad.  Will this rope do?" Joe asked handing him a
ream of rope.

   "It will do just fine!" Kdks answered.

   Brad turned and looked into Kdks' eyes.  He knew she was testing him. 
Brad issued a silent command to his men and Kdks did the same to her
succubi.  Within five minutes, the hapless footmen were stripped naked and
tied to the building support post.

   "After you." Kdks said to Brad.

   "If you insist." Brad replied.

   Brad looked at the bound and gagged men and chose the biggest one.  He
waited for the bets to be placed.

   "I'll give 2 to 1 on Brad." one of Brad's men said.

   "3 to 1 on Kdks." a succubus called back.

   "The Bets will be even money." Joe called out.

   Kdks and Brad nodded and the bets were placed.

   Brad walked up to the man he had chosen and knew if he hit the slime
with his right hand, he would kill him.  So he swung his left hand hitting
the man between his cheek and jaw.  The blow shattered the puke's jaw, and
his left eye exploded out of its socket and flew into the air.  It was
caught by one of the succubi, who popped it into her mouth and swallowed
it.

   Kdks admired the blow and knew she could never match it with her left
hand.  Brad waved his arm across his chest and Kdks walked toward him.  She
looked at the bound slime, but instead of punching one of them, she hit
Brad with a brutal right.  Brad did not anticipate the blow and it landed
square on his jaw.

   Very few blows that he had taken matched the force of the blow Kdks had
landed, but the blow did little harm and he struck back, beginning the
dance of sex.  All but two of Brad's men paired off with the succubi,
beginning their dance.  The two not dancing ordered bottles of whiskey,
then picked one of the young pleasure girls, walked past the ornate
curtains, and into their selected girl's room.

   Ken thought he recognized the girl, but now that he had her alone he was
sure.  She was the snobby mayor's daughter from the small town he came
from. The girl knew who he was and said, "Boy!  I order you to take me back
home."

   Ken smiled, then slapped her hard.  The slap sent her reeling to the
floor.  Dazed, it took her a few moments to compose herself.  "Please, it's
horrible here.  Please!  Help me." She said with tears in her eyes.

   Ken rubbed his right jaw, where he had two missing teeth.  The teeth
were missing from the beating he got from her six guards, just because he
had looked at her.  It was four years ago, when he was 13 and she was
eight.

   He remembered the lavish, frilly, blue dress she was wearing as she
pranced about the town.  He had just come to town looking for work when he
first saw her.  He was awe-struck.  He had never before seen such
lavishness.  'What were those words she used?' he tried to remember.  'Get
that filthy pig out of my town!' That was it.

   He smiled and snarled, "Strip, little pig."

   With fear-struck eyes, she looked at him and remembered what her
succubus trainer had said, 'You are a sex slave, there is no escape except
for death.'

   She could not kill herself, that would send her to the hells.  She hoped
the gods of good would forgive her for copulating out of wedlock and for
using her body to pleasure Evil.

   "Yes, my Lord." she said and stripped off her flimsy, two-piece outfit.
Ken looked at her nude body.

   He liked her still small, developing breasts and the flimsy wisp of hair
she had on her pussy.  As he ogled her, he lost the last bit of hate he had
for good and knew Evil was the better way.  He could look at any woman and
admire her beauty without fear of being pounded by a group of guards.  He
could also have any woman he wanted, if he was strong enough.

   "On the bed, hands and knees." Ken ordered.

   "Yes, my Lord."

   Ken picked up a nasty-looking whip from the table next to the bed.  He
had taken over a dozen women, at the other brothel, but he had never beaten
one before.  The idea of beating this bitch's ass red and bloody gave him a
raging hard-on.  Healing would cost him more, but it was worth it.  He
handed her a warped leather chew bit and said, "If I hear one scream, I
will beat your cunt too."

   The girl bit down hard on the leather chew.  He was going to whip her
cunt anyway, but to give her hope that he would not, that was cruel, and he
liked the idea.  Ken, with great force stroked the whip across her milky
white ass.  A dozen or more strokes later, her ass was glowing red and
bleeding in several spots.

   He had been with the Dark Knight's forces for three and one half years.
After her guards beat him, he was dragged out of town, thrown on the trash
heap, and left for dead.  When he awoke it was hate that kept him going,
and with every step he took he cursed the god of good.  His hunger and his
hate led him to where he had heard from others, he could find one of the
Dark Knight's outposts.

   Three months later he saw a group of about 12 men, milling about in a
clearing surrounded by trees, waiting for something.  This was the place he
had been told to go to, but there was no one here but these men.  He joined
the group and asked one of them if this was the place.  The man nodded yes.
He found a rock and sat down.

   After a short time, he got the feeling he was being watched.  He looked
around the area, but could not see anything.  As it grew dark, he was tired
and wanted to sleep, but the feeling kept him awake.  About two hours after
it was dark, a group of trees exploded with fire.  He jumped to his feet,
ready to fight.

   Then she appeared, just above the group.  A succubus; he had never seen
one before.  Several of the men shrieked in terror and ran off.  She was
beautiful beyond belief, but her fanged teeth and flaming sword spoke of
death.

   As she whirled in the air several more men ran, leaving him and another.
She spoke, "If you want to join the Dark Knight, catch two of those fools
and bring their heads to me."

   Two short swords dropped to the ground.  He grabbed one and charged
after the men.  About 20 minutes later, he heard some of them walking ahead
of him.  He slowed down and crept up behind them.  There were three of
them. He hid the sword behind his back and called "Wait for me," and the
fools did.  He walked up to them.

   When he reached the first one, he drew the sword and cut his head clean
off.  One of the two that were left had a sword and fumbled to draw it. 
Ken was a lot quicker and cut his head off.  The last man just stood there
in his own excrement.  Ken smiled at the fool and cut his head off.

   "You have done well." A succubus said, hovering some 20 feet above him.

   "Put down your sword." she commanded.

   Ken started to do so, but stopped and yelled, "NO!"

   She laughed and dropped a bag with some food in it, "Go back to the
clearing.  If you are alive in the morning, you will have passed the first
test."

   He took the bag of food and walked back to the clearing.  When he
arrived, he opened the bag.  It had a bottle of water, bread, cheese, and
dried meat in it.  He took the bread and was about to gobble it, but
stopped before he took one bite.

   He put the bread back into the bag.  He walked to the trees and tossed
the bag as far as he could.  He went back to the rock sat down and with
sword in hand, then he forced himself to remain awake through the night. 
The night seemed to last forever before the sun started to rise in the sky.

   Soon after the sun rose, he heard men on horseback moving toward him. 
He stood up and drew his sword.  As the horses and men entered the
clearing, he relaxed a little.  They were carrying the banner of the Dark
Knight.  They rode up to him and the leader of the group spoke, "Did you
eat the food?"

   "No Sir." he answered.

   "Can you ride a horse?"

   "No Sir."

   "You will learn."

   "Yes Sir."

   "Get on that horse."

   "Yes Sir."

   Ken struggled, but finally managed to mount the horse.

   "Do you know left from right?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "Good.  Lightly kick your heels to the horse's flanks to go forward.  To
go left, pull the left rein.  To halt, pull back on both reins.  Got it?"

   "Yes Sir."

   "There is food and water in the saddlebags, eat and drink as we ride. 
We have a long way to go."

   At first Ken struggled with the horse, but as they rode he gained
experience.  He had passed the first test and all that followed, and nine
months ago he was signaled out for the elite guard.  Ten men started the 90
grueling training days.  Three men quit and were sent to the chamber, and
another five died in training.

   He and some guy named Gus fought to the death in the arena.  He carved
Gus' heart out of his chest, and in victory ate it.  After he was done,
with blood-soaked hands and blood still dripping from his mouth, he kneeled
before the Dark Knight and swore a loyalty oath until death.  Over the next
several days, his body changed.  He grew in strength and sported fangs.  He
was now half incubus, half man.

   "Show me that cunt, little piggy." The girl rolled over and spread her
legs wide.

   She had tears in her eyes, but dared not speak.  Ken could only manage
two strokes across her cunt before his rock-hard cock got the better of
him. He pulled his pants and drawers off.  He placed his cock at the
entrance to her cunt.  He smiled, then with one stroke slammed the entire
length of his cock into her.  He started to slam-fuck her and said "Squeal
Piggy, Squeal."

   "Oink!  Oink!" she cried.

   He knew that he was going to cum, but did not want to give his little
pig any lube.  She would have to make that herself.

   "It's time for a drink, open your mouth, little piggy."

   She complied.  Ken pulled his cock out of her cunt and drove it into her
mouth and down her gullet.  She choked on his cock.  He pulled back a
little and blasted his full load of cum down her throat.  She gagged and
coughed.  Ken pulled his still-hard cock out of her mouth and slammed it
back into her tight cunt.  As he fucked her, he felt her cunt get wetter
and wetter.

   He wanted his little pig to cum.  "Does little piggy want to cum?"

   She nodded her head yes.  Ken stopped fucking her and pulled his cock
out of her cunt.  He slapped her face and asked again, "Does little piggy
want to cum?"

   "Please!  My Lord, fuck me." she knew she was doomed to the hells, but
she needed to feel some pleasure, it would ease the pain of her horrid
life.

   He slapped her 13 times, two for each of the guards that had beat him
and one for luck.  With each slap, she begged him.  He wanted to give her
more and would, but now he wanted her to cum.  He slammed his cock back
into her cunt.  Within five hard strokes, the girl came and Ken blasted his
cum into his little piggy.  A few minutes later, Ken pulled his now limp
cock out of her cunt.

   "Look what you have done, little piggy.  You made my cock all messy. 
Lick it clean!"

   Ken watched the girl lick his cock clean.  "Get it hard, little piggy."

   The girl began sucking his cock with all the skill she had been taught.
Ken smiled as his cock started to rise again.  He looked toward a bright
future of beating and fucking little pigs, and thought, "It is good to be
Evil."

   *Chapter 3 - The way of Evil*

   Blackheart stepped out of his bath, and Qdks toweled him dry.  "Qdks
will y---"

   "I will, my Lord."

   She always knew what he thought and walked to the large bed, flopped
down, and fell asleep.  Spying the shadows, Qdks stood guard.  She was
proud of her son; he was evil incarnate.

   She prayed to Fogul to give him a long life, filled with strength and
victory over the forces of good.  She was now 60 winters and had but six
more years of strength left.  While she could live well into her eighties,
she would be frail and of no use.  She had already arranged for her death
in ritual combat.

   She would fight a glorious losing battle and the victor would eat her
heart.  Adks, her slayer, would take her place.  It was perfect; Fogul had
given her a grandson.  She would watch his first combat, his first victory.


   She would join him in drinking the blood of his vanquished and then she
would have her battle as he watched by his father's side.  This was the way
of Evil; she smiled as she watched over her son.

   Blackheart rose with the sun.  At the foot of his bed, his clean
underclothes awaited him.  He dressed and Qdks helped him don his armor.He
sat down at the table in the room.  Qdks set a tray on a table.  On the
tray was a cup of Qdks' blood, raw eggs, fresh black bread, raw carrots,
and a glass of water.  Raising the cup of blood, he praised Fogul, then
drank.  Qdks exited the room to await her new charge.  A few moments later,
Edks arrived and saluted her new trainer.

   "Be at ease, young one."

   "Yes, my Lady."

   "Come!  I have something to tell you." She did and Qdks whispered into
her ear.

   A few moments later, Chad and the elite guard arrived.  When Chad
arrived, Edks walked up to him and said, "I smell weakness on you Captain,
are you weak?"

   "No!  I am strong."

   "Prove it!  Take me!"

   "I--I cannot.  I have duties to attend to." 'Damn that succubus!' he
thought, 'She is going to pay for this.'

   Qdks flashed her fangs, "Take her!  Show us your strength, captain!"

   Even though he had liberally applied magic healing herbs to his cock, it
would be some time before it was fully healed.  It took all his discipline
and strength just to walk upright.  There was no way he could take her.  He
had to show strength, or he was doomed.  Damn that succubus!  It flashed
into his head, "Taking her has nothing to do with strength."

   "You will take her," Qdks ordered.

   Edks unlaced her robe and let it slide down her naked body to the stone
floor.  Chad's eyes fell upon the young succubus, and in spite of himself,
his sore cock started to rise.  Pain beyond any flooded his brain.

   The door opened and Blackheart stepped out.  He looked at the scene and
smiled.  He knew what was going on and said, "Come Chad, we must go."

   "Yes, my Lord." Thank Fogul, Chad thought.

   In a column of twos, the guard moved out.  With sword in hand, Chad took
his place at the side of the Dark Knight.  As they walked, Chad heard soft
laughter and he knew he had been taken advantage of.  'Damn that succubus,
she will pay!' he repeated to himself.

   "Chad," Blackheart said, "Don't break any of her bones.  You should have
remembered from your guard training that succubi are off-limits until their
sixteenth summer.  Unless you kill me and take my place.  Would you like to
challenge me, Chad?"

   Chad had fought with the Dark Knight in many battles.  He had seen him
take on five Paladins singled-handedly.  He had seen him defeat two other
Black Knights in challenge combat, bare-handedly ripping their hearts out
and eating them.  Chad knew he was the supreme weapons master, with the
powers of a full incubus.

   He continued to gain power and strength, but no matter how much skill
and power he could gain, he would never be equal to the Dark Knight.  He
also knew that the only one who could defeat the Dark Knight in single
combat had just been born.  "No, my Lord.  My loyalty to you is until
death."

   "Always remember Chad, taking advantage of weakness is the way of Evil."

   As they walked out of the keep, Chad's anger cooled, and with a clear
mind he plotted his revenge.

   ----------

   Edks picked up her robe and followed her new trainer into Blackheart's
room.

   "Sit, child.  Have you eaten?"

   "No, my Lady."

   Edks waited.  "What are you waiting for, girl?  Sit."

   "After you, my lady."

   "It is good to show respect, but you are old enough now to sit when
ordered.  If you are challenged you must fight back.  Not to do so will
show weakness.  You will lose many battles to older, stronger succubi.  You
may even die, but you must never surrender."

   In the center of the table on a silver platter were raw eggs, black
bread, carrots, a pitcher of water, and a carafe filled with cow's blood.
Edks sat down, poured herself a glass of cow's blood, praised Fogul, and
drank it to the last drop.

   After the two had finished eating, Edks cleared the table and took the
dishes to kitchen.  The kitchen had a water pump that went down to a well
under the keep.  Blackheart's chamber had four other rooms; his bedroom, a
bathroom, an exercise room, and a second bedroom, which belonged to Qdks.
Edks walked into the exercise room as she had been instructed.

   "I smell fear on you, girl!" Qdks snarled.

   "You lie!" Edks shrieked, and charged the older succubus.  She was no
match for Qdks and soon found herself pinned to the floor with Qdks' hands
around her neck.  "Surrender or die!"

   "Never!"

   "Then die!"

   Qdks choked her hard and saw no fear in the girl's eyes.  She gave Edks
one more chance, "Surrender!"

   Edks drifted into the unknown, she knew death was near, but she was
unafraid.  Gasping for air, she looked up at Qdks and defiantly shook her
head no.  Starved for air, Edks passed out.  Even though only one out of
twenty five young succubi passed this test the first time, Qdks was not
surprised.

   She had sensed the girl had great power growing within her tiny body.  A
power if there, could equal or surpass her own.  Coughing and struggling to
catch her breath, Edks stirred to consciousness.

   "You are strong, young one.  Few succubi pass this first test and must
learn the hard way that it is better to die than surrender.  Put this on,"
Qdks said and handed her a bright red-studded leather top and matching
bottoms.

   Edks noticed that the inside of her new uniform was padded with soft
cotton and satin.  After she was dressed, she admired what she saw looking
back at her in the mirror.

   "This is your sword.  You will never surrender your sword.  You will not
give your sword to anyone, even if ordered to do so.  When on duty, it must
never leave your side.  You will keep it in your scabbard and draw it only
when ordered to or if attacked and in defense of yourself or your charge."

   "Yes, Elder!" she replied, took the sword and buckled it around her
waist, then tied the scabbard to her thigh.

   "Draw your sword and attack the practice dummy!"

   When Edks drew the sword, orange, white, and red flames of fire angrily
danced about the blade.

   "Girl!  Control the flame with your mind."

   Edks concentrated on the flame and felt as if the weapon was part of her
arm, easily controlling the angry flame.

   "Good!  I will be back shortly.  You practice until I call you."

   "Yes, my Lady."

   Qdks went to her room and stripped off her clothing.  "Come Edks," she
called.

   "Coming, my Lady." Edks answered.

   Edks entered the room.

   "This is the way of the succubus." Qdks said.  "A succubus may never
have pleasure with someone less than her.  A succubus may never have
pleasure with someone equal to her.  You must seek out only those stronger
than you.  In doing this you will share each other's power, making both
stronger.  Now Strip!"

   She hesitated, turned, and asked, "Am I on duty, my Lady?"

   "No!" Another test passed.  Qdks smiled.

   Edks quickly stripped.

   "Now, bare your fangs and bite me."

   Edks leaped into the air.  Her wings were still not strong enough for
her to fly, but they gave her the extra lift she needed.  She landed with
her legs spread across Qdks' hips.  She lowered herself across Qdks' ample
breasts, put her teeth to her neck, and then sank her fangs into her neck.
As she sucked, she felt Qdks' fangs pierce her neck.  Qdks drank the girl's
blood, and she indeed had great power.  She again thanked Fogul and
continued to drink.

   This was Edks' first bite.  She eagerly anticipated this day, but her
wildest dreams fell short.  She felt a great surge of power flowing through
her body.  Every fiber of her being began to tingle.  Her pussy exploded
with the one of the most fantastic orgasms she'd ever had.  She liked the
way of Evil, and she was glad she was a succubus.  She drank Qdks' blood
until she could drink no more.  She lifted her head from the older
succubus' neck and licked her fangs, enjoying the last drops of blood.

   "Suck my clit, girl!" Edks quickly slithered down the older succubus'
body until her head was even with Qdks' hot, wet pussy.  She parted Qdks'
pussy flaps.  She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and began to suckle
the blood-engorged clit, biting it every so often.

   Qdks sat up, put her hands around Edks and turned her young body until
her head was between Edks' legs.  She found her tiny clit and began to
suck. She drank the young succubus' sex juices.  It had been some time
since she had had someone so young and powerful.

   She used all her sexual talents and took delight each time the young
succubus quivered with orgasm.  Like flight training, where Edks would leap
into the air, spread her wings, then float down and try gain.  Orgasms
built, exploded, ebbed, and then built again.  Edks was lost in the
pleasures of her own flesh, a delight in the ways of evil.

   ----------

   Blackheart began his inspection, making sure that all was in order for
tomorrow's raid.  The raid was going to be on a large town, near the border
of both kings of good.The two dimwit kings of good had often bickered in
the past over the pettiest of things.

   However, now out of fear of him they had banded together.  He knew the
alliance was weak, for it was one of fear.  He now collected tribute from
more than one half of the town in the neutral area.  Of what was left,
there were only four towns worth protecting.  If he could burn one of the
towns, it could sway the other three to his side.  This town was perfect
for attack, perhaps too perfect, he reminded himself.

   A bell rang from the tower three times.  It was the signal that a
succubus messenger was spotted.  A squad of six succubi took flight.  The
six succubi met the messenger in the air.  The meeting was a precaution. 
They escorted the messenger to Blackheart.  They all landed and the
messenger handed Blackheart a leather bag.

   Blackheart opened the bag and read the message.

   "Chad," he ordered, "call the commanders."

   Chad signaled the trumpeter.  The trumpeter put his lips to his horn and
trumpeted the commander call.  Blackheart's army now numbered 35,000.

   Each of the three large towns had:

   1 Commander

   500 Foot, 1 Captain, 1 Lieutenants, 1 Sergeants, 2 Corporals

   200 Horse, 1 Lieutenant, 2 Sergeants, 2 Corporals

   250 Archers, 1 Lieutenant, 2 Sergeants, 2 Corporals

   6 Succubi

   On patrol 1,000 horse.

   24 succubi messengers

   The castle had the rest of the troops, plus:

   48 Succubi, divided into 8 squads, each having one commander or leader.

   1 Elder Leader Qdks

   1 Commander Adks

   1 Second Commander Cdks

   As his commanders gathered, Blackheart read the spy reports.  "Damn! 
Angels!" He cursed.

   "Angels!  My Lord?" Chad inquired.

   "We leave now!" Blackheart commanded.

   Chad did not hesitate and yelled, "Form up!"

   The trumpet blared.  The commander turned and went back to their troops.

   "My Lord," Chad asked again, "What are Angels?"

   "Angels are powerful, winged holy women with nipple-less breasts and no
vagina or anus."

   Chad was confused.  "How could such creatures exist?" he thought. 
Blackheart knew what he was thinking.

   "They are not creatures of our world.  They are servants of the god of
good.  They have been sent here to kill me.  They know our plans to attack
this town."

   "Impossible!  My Lord.  T---"

   "Worry not.  We do not have a traitor in our mist.  The gods see all. 
The god of good has seen the birth of my son and wishes to destroy me
before he comes of age."

   "How many do we face, my Lord?"

   "Seven."

   "We shall crush them, my Lord!"

   "You cannot!  When the battle starts, time will stop.  You will be able
to watch, but not take part.  It is ritual combat."

   "How powerful are they, my Lord?"

   "The first will be equal to me, the second will be twice me, and so on,
with the seventh being, seven times me."

   "How can you win, my Lord?"

   "I will fuck them to death!" Blackheart laughed.

   ----------

   Qdks was in the middle of an orgasm, when she felt it.  She threw Edks
off of her and onto the floor.  "Get dressed young one, we must go!"

   "Yes, my Lady!" Edks said and jumped to her feet.

   *Chapter 4 Good versus Evil.*

   Flanked by the rest of the elite guard Chad rode by Blackheart's side,
wondering how you could fuck something that had no cunt.

   "Hurry girl!" Edks quickened her pace, but lagged behind.

   They ran out of the keep and kept running to the only new building on
the castle grounds.  Qdks reached the door said a few words and the doors
to the building opened.  Edks knew this building was forbidden to her and
stopped in her tracks.

   "Come girl!" Qdks said and went into the building.  Edks dutifully
followed her trainer.

   As Edks enter the building the doors closed behind her.  "This is the
sanctuary of Fogul.  Remove your weapon and clothing, girl."

   "I am on duty, I cannot."

   "You are off duty." Qdks said.  "Now remove your weapon and clothing."

   Edks quickly undressed and placed her clothing and sword where she was
instructed to do so.

   "Come girl, I will explain.  In this sanctuary, clothing and weapons are
forbidden.  I would have told you this tomorrow, and explained this ritual
to you.  Ordinarily this would be a long ritual, but we do not have the
luxury of time.  I ask you Edks, having passed the test of fear, do you
swear to dedicate your body and soul to Fogul?"

   "I do so swear."

   "Do you swear loyalty until death to Blackheart?"

   "I do so swear."

   "Go to the altar, spill blood upon it.  As your blood drips, say the
words written upon the altar."

   Edks walked to the marble blood-stained altar.  When she arrived at the
altar, she found a sharp knife.  She took the knife and cut the palm of her
hand.

   As her blood dripped upon the altar, she read the words.  "I give my
body and soul to Fogul.  I swear loyalty until death to his agent upon this
world, Blackheart.  In all things my life for his.  If in any way, should I
violate this oath, I damn my soul to the hells forever."

   "Edks, spawn of the Dark Knight, having taken a man, having passed the
test of fear, and having sworn fealty, you are now a woman and sister of
the order of succubi."

   "Praise Fogul!  Hail Blackheart!" the assembled succubi chanted.

   "Come Edks, we must start.  Our Lord faces Angel!"

   'Angel, what's that?' Edks thought as she was directed to sit on one of
the sanctuary's strange pews.

   The pews were long, polished wood boards.  Each of the pews had two
wooden back boards.  Attached to the back boards were a number of leather
straps.  When she sat down, the back board was adjusted to fit her small
bottom.  Her legs were stretched painfully wide, then tightly strapped down
to the long board.

   Her hairless pussy mound, in all its glory, hung slightly over the edge
of the long board.  Her wrists and arms were bound securely to the back
board.  A wide, padded leather strap was placed across her chest, and a
second wide strap was placed across her stomach.  The only part of her body
she could move was her neck and head.

   Whatever Angel was, she was more than ready to give her life for her
seed father, and Lord.  She wondered though, how receiving pleasure would
help him?  Two sharp metal teeth pierced her neck.  She felt her blood
being sucked by the teeth.  A few moments later, the teeth were removed.

   Qdks walked up to her and placed a spring device between the lips of her
pussy, exposing her tiny, tender clit.  Qdks took a small, silver bowl and
placed it just under her cunt.  She sat in front of Edks and began to
suckle her clit.  In a few moments, Edks shook violently as she was racked
with orgasm after orgasm.  She had never had so many, and soon her young
clit was like raw meat and she screamed, "Praise Fogul!  Hail Blackheart!"

   Succubus after succubus screamed with orgasm.  The entire chapel echoed
and reverberated with their orgasmic screams.  The building rumbled.  Dust
from the eves fluttered and swirled.  A dozen succubi pussies dripped small
drops of succubi cream into silver bowls.

   Edks' mind burned with pain and pleasure.  Her chest heaved drawing in
large gulps of air.  Clouds of black smoke, fire, and angry lightning
filled her mind.  In the middle of the raging storm, she saw her seed
father.  He was bleeding from a dozen cuts, his armor was torn and
battered, yet he stood like a giant in the storm.  She saw a strange,
winged creature diving from the black clouds toward him.

   Qdks knew the girl could take no more and stopped sucking her clit.  She
stood up and started to unfasten the straps.  All started to dim as Edks'
body began to shut down.  A blinding ball of white, hot light filled her
mind.

   She screamed.  Her Eyes opened.  Her body went stiff.  Static lines of
lightning jumped and rolled about her skin, striking Qdks.  The bolt of
energy knocked Qdks back and onto the sanctuary floor.  Silence hung in the
air of the sanctuary.  Qdks lifted herself off the floor.  She looked at
Edks and thought the girl was dead.  She thought she heard a voice whisper
to her, then it was gone.  Two other succubi started toward Edks.

   Qdks yelled, "Stop!  Don't touch her."

   She did not understand what was happening to Edks, but somehow she knew
that no one should touch her.

   "Gather what we have and make it ready.  We must take it to our lord."

   "Yes Elder!" The commander of the succubi answered.

   The succubi gathered the blood and pussy cream and started to prepare
it.

   "Not here!  Take it to the small chapel in the keep.  Quickly, everyone
must leave the sanctuary."

   Qdks did not understand why she had said that, but somehow, she knew it
to be so.

   "Elder?"

   "Quickly!"

   "Yes Elder!"

   "Elder!  Do you wish anyone to stay with you?"

   Qdks shook her head no.  Silently the succubi placed vials of blood and
the silver bowls into a gold-lined box, dressed and left the sanctuary. 
Qdks cast a powerful lock spell on the door, then kneeled and prayed.

   ----------

   After four days of travel, Blackheart's forces reached the last small
settlement before the large, fortified town.  Blackheart looked down at the
small valley and counted 80 farms.  He heard the sounds of bells and saw
people running to a flimsy wooden fort.  "They should have spent more time
building a better fort and less time scratching the earth," he thought.

   He drew his sword and shouted, "Charge!"

   The first wave of 1,000 mounted heavy horse cavalry charged off the
small rise, following Blackheart and his elite guard.  The people inside
the gates were pushing them closed, but the people outside the gates were
pushing them open.  Chaos and fear filled the air.  Blackheart and his
guard smashed into the rubble and carved their way through the gates.

   Heads rolled in the dirt and were smashed to goo under the horses'
hooves.  The battle lasted less than 10 minutes.  The leader of the
community was nailed naked, his balls and cock removed, spread-eagle to
wall of the town hall.  One of his arms was raised and nailed to a bloody
white rag he had used, trying to surrender.  He would live only a few more
moments as 17 disheveled female captives looked on.

   Of the 17 females, 3 were young enough to be sent back to the castle. 
They were tied and gagged and began their journey as sex slaves.  The
remaining females were bound and gagged and given to the heavy horsemen. 
1,000 men stood in 14 lines awaiting their turn.  The women would die long
before the thousand were served.

   Blackheart set up headquarters in the town hall.  He met with his
commanders and discussed the plans for the upcoming battle.  About 5:00
p.m. he dismissed his commanders.  Chad hesitated, then turned and walked
out the door.  Six succubi and Cdks landed and went into Blackheart's
command post.  The door closed behind them.

   Chad ordered the guard to check the sentries, drew his sword, and stood
first watch outside the door.  He had never known defeat and tomorrow ---.
He lost the thought and with steel discipline, he focused on his duties.

   "My Lord!  On the morrow you face Angel!  You must rest!" Cdks said.

   Blackheart looked up from the maps and plans lying on the table in front
of him and snarled, "Must I?"

   Blackheart refocused on the plans.  Cdks knew it would be wrong to press
the issue any further.  She turned and silently ordered the succubi to
their post, and drew her sword saying, "My life for yours!  My Lord!"

   Blackheart acknowledged her salute.  He looked back to the first and
only time he had seen an Angel.  It was the night before his combat with
his father.  At first he thought he was dreaming, but as she spoke, he knew
it was not a dream.  He listened to her boring speech.  He thought it was
required, some sort of last test.

   "Love!  Love!  Damn!  She was boring," he smiled.  "I should have drawn
my sword sooner."

   At 6:00 p.m.  a succubus arrived with a platter of dried meat, smoked
fish, bread, raw beets, tomatoes, water, and a container of cow's blood. 
She gave the platter to Cdks, who took the platter to Blackheart.  But
before she could place it on the table, he signaled no.  Cdks returned the
tray to the messenger.  "M--," Cdks eyes flashed and the messenger snapped
her lips shut.  She turned and walked out of the building.

   At 8:00 p.m.  Blackheart stood up and said, "Cdks, my armor."

   "Yes, my Lord!" she answered.

   She helped Blackheart out of his Armor.  When he was in his
underclothes, she admired his body.  He looked harder and stronger now,
than he did when he took her 10 years ago.  Blackheart looked at her and
quickly ripped off her armor.  "My Lord!  It will drain you!"

   "Ha!  Succubus, where is your strength?  Are you weak?  Succubus!"

   She screeched and attacked Blackheart.  Thirty seconds later, Blackheart
slammed his huge, gnarled cock into her hot, wet pussy.  Blackheart sank
his teeth into her neck.  Cdks did not bite him back.  Instead she prayed
to Fogul for forgiveness, for not showing strength and for not biting him
back.

   However in her heart she already knew there was nothing to forgive.  She
was giving her Lord some of what he needed to defeat the foul forces of
good.  Her cunt quickly exploded.  She remembered the first time she felt
his cock slam into her.  It seemed huge then, but it felt even larger now.

   She worked the inner walls of her cunt, rubbing each and every gnarl on
his magnificent cock.  A little over an hour later, Blackheart was asleep.
Cdks sat in a chair and started to mend her armor.  When she was done she
put it on, and with sword in hand, she prayed to Fogul to grant her lord
victory on the morrow.  Cdks sipped blood from her canteen and watched the
shadows as the moon moved along the sky.

   A few moments before, the sun crept into the morning sky.  Blackheart
had already donned his armor and walked out the door of his command post.
Cdks remained at the headquarters resting, renewing her strength.  She
would join the main forces shortly before they would reach the fortified
town.  An hour after dawn, Blackheart's army was on the move.  They would
have a half-day's travel before they would reach the valley of the
fortified town.

   --------

   This was the fifth day of Qdks' vigil.  Fatigue and hunger were her
constant companion.  She would pray, and every so often she would look at
Edks.  She knew the young succubus was alive by the rising and falling of
her chest.  But she did not know, and felt strongly that she should not try
to understand what was happening to her young trainee.  The only thing she
knew for sure was that she should continue her vigil.

   ----------

   The heavy smell of incense clung to the air.  The scouts were sighted
and Blackheart signaled for a halt.  Chad relayed the signal and went
forward meet the scout riders.  He challenged them for the password and
they gave the proper counter.  Chad escorted the lead scout to Blackheart.

   "My Lord!" the scout said, "They wait for us.  Their forces outside the
town are slightly larger than ours.  And the spies report that both kings'
sons and their guard are with the opposing force."

   When Blackheart learned of the Angel, he anticipated this.  "Call
formation, Chad."

   Chad signaled for formation and the men quickly gathered.  Blackheart
saw a large, flat rock that he could stand on.  Chad and the guard
followed. Blackheart climbed onto the rock and said, "Come closer, men!"

   Blackheart's troops circled the rock.  Blackheart waited for the troops
to finish the circle.

   When it was complete, Blackheart raised his hand and all was silent. 
"Men," Blackheart said, "The sons of the two good kings await us on the
battlefield.  I intend to cut their balls off and have them for dinner."

   The men cheered, "Hail Blackheart!  Hail Blackheart!"

   Blackheart raised his hand and the men stopped cheering.  "Men, when we
destroy this army of weaklings, we will rape their wives and daughters, we
will take their land, and we will be halfway to VICTORY!"

   "Hail Blackheart!  Hail Blackheart!  Death to Good!  Death to Good!"

   Blackheart raised his hand again.  The cheering stopped.  "Men wait for
your commands, and when given, strike hard, strike to kill, let nothing
stop you.  Battle formation, we move to VICTORY!"

   As the men moved into formation, Cdks and her succubi landed.  She
walked over to Blackheart and gave him six silver vials with gold caps. 
The vials contained the concentrated blood of 48 succubi and the pussy
cream of 12 young succubi.  He tucked the vials into a small pouch he had
around his waist.  He opened one and drank the contents and said, "To
victory!"

   "To victory, my Lord!" Cdks said.

   The contents of the vials did not guarantee him victory, nor would they
give him anywhere near the strength of the Angels past the first one.  But
they would give him the slimmest chance of victory against the first six.
Blackheart knew this, and he knew the seventh would be his undoing, but he
would not surrender.  He would fight until he was an empty shell.  The
sexless bitch would have to kill him.  But she would not be able to do that
without feeling the sting of his sword.  He mounted his horse and smiled as
he rode forward.

   When the sun was high in the sky, Blackheart's troops crested the last
hill.  They looked down at the lush valley, and there were almost 2,000
farms, centered around a large, timber fort.  Outside the fort were the
forces of good.  The two sons of the kings of good stood together, flanked
by their guards.

   Blackheart's forces moved to the valley floor.  When the last man
stepped on the lush soil, time stopped.  Blackheart dismounted his horse,
drew his sword, and walked toward the center of the valley.  When he
reached the center of the valley, seven Angels appeared above the fort. 
One of the Angels flew toward him, then landed some 20 feet in front of
him.

   "Blackheart," she spoke, "this is holy ground.  Come no further."

   "Kiss my ass!"

   She flew into the air.  "You are a foul creature!" she said, and she
threw a huge ball of fire at him.

   The fireball hit Blackheart in the center of his chest.  Blackheart
laughed, as he stood untouched in the middle of the blazing inferno.

   "Dumb Bitch!  Did they not tell you that your silly magic would be
useless?"

   "Foul, foul creature!" she said, and the sky grew dark.

   Black clouds blotted out the sun.  As the storm raged, the fire around
Blackheart burned out.  Huge lightning bolts seared the sky and struck a
point, joining together and forming one massive charge.  The Angel
commanded the charge to strike the foul creature.  The charge answered her
command and struck Blackheart.  His armor glowed white.

   "Come on, bitch!  Let's FUCK!"

   "Die, foul creature!"

   She drew her sword and dove at Blackheart.  It was the edge he needed:
anger clouds the mind.  An instant before her sword was about to strike,
Blackheart moved.  The Angel had no chance to pull up and drove her sword
into the ground.  Blackheart struck hard, slashing several deep wounds
across her back.  A thick, white liquid flowed from the deep gashes.

   "Strange," Blackheart thought.  "She bleeds white blood." The Angel was
gravely wounded.

   She turned with tears in her eyes and struggled to her knees, begging
for mercy.

   "KISS MY ASS, BITCH!  Mercy is for the weak."

   Blackheart with his left hand grabbed her shimmering white hair, and
with his sword hand, he cut her head clean off.  He held her head up and
then threw it toward the fort.

   "No Dark Knight in the long memory of the succubi had ever defeated an
Angel" Cdks thought as she watched the battle.  And now her lord had
dispatched one with seeming ease.  She thanked Fogul, and prayed he would
continue to give strength to her Lord.

   The six Angels cried and prayed to the god of good to accept the soul of
their fallen comrade.

   Blackheart pointed his sword toward the heavens, "This victory is yours,
Fogul!" He removed the second vial from his pouch, opened it, and drank!

   The second Angel flew toward Blackheart.  She landed in the same spot
that the first Angel landed.  "Blackheart you are a foul, evil creature.  I
ask you to search your soul to look deep inside y-"

   "Blah!  Blah!  Blah!  Are you trying to talk me to death, BITCH?!"

   "You are foul and must die."

   The Angel drew two swords.  Blackheart quickly pulled his second sword
out of its scabbard.  The Angel struck the first blow, but Blackheart's
swords met her sword.  Metal clashed against metal, but the Angel was
quicker and faster.  Somehow Blackheart blocked her thrusts, but his armor
was now sliced in several places, and he was bleeding.

   The Angel sensed victory and thrust a double-sword death blow.  But she
was wrong, dead wrong.  Blackheart dodged the blows, and both of his swords
struck her, cutting deeply.  Her swords fell from her hands and she
crumpled to her knees.  She looked up at Blackheart and pleaded for mercy.

   "Blah!  Blah!  Blah!  Die Bitch!"

   Blackheart threw her severed head and it landed a few inches from the
first Angel head.  He raised his swords to the heavens.  "This victory is
yours, Fogul!" He removed the third vial from the pouch and drank.

   The five Angels cried for their fallen comrade and prayed to the gods of
good to accept their fallen comrade's soul into heaven.  Blackheart
defeated the third, forth, and fifth Angels and drank the last vial.  The
sixth Angel landed in the same spot as her sisters.

   She began to speak and Blackheart threw his sword, hitting the Angel in
the chest.  She fell back, and Blackheart ran the twenty feet and hacked
her head off.  He picked up the head and threw it, and the head landed
close to the other five.  He was dizzy from the loss of blood.  He raised
his sword toward the heavens and cried, "This victory is yours, Fogul."

   He gathered his strength, forced what dizziness he could from his head,
and stood like a giant in the middle of the raging storm.

   The seventh Angel took flight and flew toward Blackheart.  Hovering some
thirty feet above him she said, "Blackheart, you are defeated.  Surrender!"

   "Suck my cock!"

   From a dozen deep wounds, Blackheart was bleeding badly.  Large chunks
of his armor dotted the battlefield.  A force blow hit him, knocking him to
his knees.

   ----------

   Qdks finished her prayer.  She looked at Edks, who was now bleeding from
several deep cuts.  Feeling as if she was part of what was happening, Qdks
continued to pray.  She prayed and watched as the young succubus glowed
brightly.

   "My life for yours, father!" Edks yelled.

   --------

   "You will die on your knees, foul creature." the seventh angel harshly
stated.

   Blackheart could hardly lift his sword.  The Angel landed, and she
gripped her two-handed sword, then slashed it toward Blackheart's neck. 
Suddenly Blackheart's wounds healed and his body fused with strength.  His
head cleared, and he blocked the blow and jumped to his feet.  "Let's fuck,
BITCH!"

   The Angel was shocked to see a fully-healed Blackheart swing his sword.
Blackheart's blade was swift and he cleaved the disoriented Angel's head
from her body.  He picked up her head and held it to the heavens, saying,
"This victory is yours, Fogul!"

   Time started again.  "Slaughter them!" Blackheart yelled.

   The sons of the kings panicked and ran back to their castles.  The
troops under their command bashed down the gate to their own fort, trying
to flee.  Cdks flew to Blackheart with a second suit of armor as his troops
began the slaughter.

   Cdks asked "How, my Lord!  How?"

   "It was good versus evil."

   "I don't understand, my Lord?"

   "The forces of gods of good sent seven powerful Angels to defeat one
man. Fogul sent the spirit of a ten year old succubus to defeat them."

   "Your seed daughter, my Lord?"

   "Yes!"

   "Praise Fogul!"

   "Yes, Praise Fogul!"

   "Cdks, send your succubi to capture the sons of the fool kings.  We may
be able to get one of them to surrender."

   "I will see to it myself, my Lord!"

   "No Cdks, you owe me something and you had better collect!"

   "Yes, my Lord!  I will." Her pussy tingled with anticipation.

   *Chapter 5 - Aftermath*

   Qdks watched as the blood stopped flowing and disappeared.  The cuts on
the young succubus quickly healed.

   Edks blinked her eyes and she said, "Elder!  May I have something to
eat?"

   "Yes.  We shall get something after you dress."

   Qdks unfastened the straps.  Edks retrieved her uniform and dressed. 
They left the sanctuary and they walked toward the keep.

   "I think I was with my Lord.  Is that possible, Elder?"

   "Tell me what you saw, young succubus?"

   "I am not sure.  I think I saw my Lord being attacked by a strange,
winged creature."

   "Was she dressed in a white robe?"

   "Yes.  And she had shimmering white hair."

   "What you saw was an Angel."

   "An Angel?"

   "Angels are creatures of the plans of the god of good.  They call
themselves women, but they have no cunt or asshole, and they have
nipple-less breasts."

   Edks shook her head, "The god of good sure makes some strange
creatures."

   "Indeed!" the Elder smiled.

   "Well this Angel was attacking my Lord, and he was cut badly.  He looked
like he needed me, and I said, 'My life for yours, father!' That is all I
can remember."

   "You are strong, young succubus, and you are the seed of the greatest
Dark Knight ever known."

   "The greatest, Elder?"

   "Yes, young succubus.  No Dark Knight has ever defeated one Angel.  And
your seed father, this day, has defeated seven Angels.  Praise Fogul!"

   "Seven?  How do you know this?"

   "You told me."

   "I told you?  I do not understand."

   "In time you will."

   "In time?"

   "You are young and have much to learn.  Now what would you like to eat
for lunch?"

   "Hot cum."

   "So would I, but -"

   "There are no men strong enough here, Elder."

   "It is disrespectful to interrupt, but yes, you are right.  We need more
strong men to suck dry."

   They both giggled and went off to get some lunch.

   -----------

   Some of the forces of good managed to escape and some actually fought
back.  Out of the slaughter, about 400 females survived.  The ones
considered too old were given to the general forces.  Those young enough
were sent back to the castle.  That left some 75 young, teenage girls. 
Tents were raised and the guard was posted.

   The commanders picked the men they considered the bravest and cruelest
in the battle.  With the battle being mostly a slaughter, the cruel were
singled out.  Brad pulled a rope that was around the neck of a pretty,
13-year-old girl.  She tried to resist, but Brad tugged hard and dragged
her to the ground.  She started to choke.

   "Get up, bitch!"

   Choking and gasping for air, she struggled to her feet.  Brad tugged
lightly on the rope, and she meekly followed him.  Brad walked into his
tent and the girl followed him.  He ogled the girl for some time, before
deciding what he wanted to do to her first.  She was wearing a heavy, pale
brown dress that covered every inch of her skin, from the top of her neck,
to her hands, down to a worn pair of brown shoes.  The dress had several
deep urine stains.

   "If you try to run, I will feed you to the dogs.  Do you understand?"

   She nodded her head yes.

   "Good."

   Brad untied the girl.

   "You smell, girl!  Take off your dress."

   "No, please mister.  Please, it's a sin."

   "The dogs like girl flesh.  Now take off your dress!"

   With tears in her eyes, she started to undo the buttons on the front of
her dress.  After she had finished, she lowered the dress down, revealing a
heavy, white undergarment.  Brad had enough.  He grabbed the girl and
shredded her undergarment.  The girl tried to struggle, but he quickly
grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back.

   The girl screeched in pain.  He jerked her arm to the breaking point. 
The screams were music to his ears.  He wanted to break her arm, but that
would lower her value.  He let go of her arm and put his knife to her neck.
The girl stopped struggling.  "On the floor, bitch!"

   Trembling, she eased herself to the floor.

   "Open your legs, bitch!"

   "Please, Sir!  Please!"

   She slowly spread her legs, revealing wispy hairs growing over a very
pale, tightly-sealed slit.  He quickly undid his pants.  Brad kneeled
between her legs and put his knife to her belly.  The girl saw his rock
hard cock and closed her eyes.  She had looked at a naked man.  Fear no
longer drove her, shame did.  She saw a naked man, she had sinned.  She
began to pray for forgiveness.

   Brad did not understand what she was mumbling and cared not.  He put his
left hand on his cock and the knife to her neck.  He placed his cock
against her slit.  The girl continued to mumble.  With his cock he pried
the tight slit open.

   He then placed his cock firmly at the entrance to her tight, dry hole.
He pushed as hard as he could, but could only wedge an inch of his cock
into her dry hole.  The girl screamed once, then stopped.  She prayed
harder, but this sin was worse -- much worse.  She had let a man enter her
and she was not married to him.

   He grabbed the girl's nipples and twisted them until they were bright
red.  The girl screamed and screamed.  It was music to his ears.  Brad
waited a moment for her dry hole to adjust to his invasion.  He then shoved
hard, ripping her hymen to shreds.  The girl screamed and cried.  She was
doomed to hell.  She had given a man, not her husband, her virginity.  He
grabbed her underarms, pulling and pinching her flesh.  More music.

   Brad wedged his cock up against her cervix.  He held his cock there and
enjoyed the tightness of her cunt.  With one hand still pinching her flesh,
he bit the dull edge of the knife, put the other hand to her ass and shoved
two fingers into her tight butthole.  The blood and his pre-cum added a
little lube.  He pulled her flesh harder, then he smashed his cock in and
out of her tight hole, trying to breach her second barrier.  He could feel
his own cock as he pounded it in and out of her tight cunt.

   "Forgive me," she prayed and prayed.

   The tightness of her cunt got to him, and he could no longer hold back
the flood.  He jammed his cock hard against her cervix, and his balls
exploded, pumping every drop of cum he had.  He wanted to fuck her ass and
pulled his cock out of her now soaking-wet cunt.  He turned the limp girl
over.

   "I will give you one thousand gold for her." said a voice.

   Brad turned and jumped to his feet.  He saw a short figure dressed in a
black cloak.

   "Who the hell are you?"

   "That matters not.  What matters is this!" He shook a bag of coins.

   "I could just kill you take the gold and have the girl too."

   "You could try!" The figure said and disappeared.

   "Damn!"

   "Oh!  I am still here.  A thousand gold could buy many girls."

   "Ok I'll take the gold, but you will never get out of here."

   The bag hit the ground.  With a small flash, the girl disappeared.

   "I can go 'most anywhere."

   "Who are you?"

   "That is not for you to know.  Enjoy the girls.  I will be back when you
have spent it all."

   Brad picked up the bag, opened it, and found ten "one hundred gold"
pieces.  He smiled and thought about the many little piggies he could have.

   --------

   Even though he had first pick, Chad did not care for these weak women,
so he exchanged his pick to some lieutenant for a nice chunk of gold.  He
sat in his tent and replayed Blackheart's battle with the Angels in his
mind.  Then he heard.

   "Sir!  Permission to enter?"

   "Enter."

   "Sir!  The Dark Knight wants you to report to the command tent."

   "Dismissed!"

   "Yes sir!"

   Chad left his tent and walked a short distance to the center of the
encampment where Blackheart's command tent was.  As he entered the
perimeter, he was challenged for the password.  He gave the counter and
continued.  When he reached the tent, he was saluted by his second in
command.  Chad entered the tent.

   Blackheart was sitting behind a polished wooden desk and was sitting in
a dark cherry wood chair.  The chair and desk were taken from the mayor's
office.  Cdks stood with sword in hand to Blackheart's right.  Chad
understood why.  Blackheart used succubi as personal guards.  Their souls
were bound to him.  They could not be corrupted by gold, and would without
question give their lives for him.

   "My life for yours, my Lord!"

   Blackheart acknowledged the salute.

   "Sit, Chad."

   Chad sat in a chair opposite the desk.

   "We are going to press on with this campaign.  In three days' time, word
of defeat will have spread throughout the land.  I want you and the guard
to go to the last two fortified towns, and offer them my standard terms."

   "My lord, do you think they will accept?"

   "I believe the towns will, but we will have to lay siege to at least one
of the castles.  You will leave on the morrow.  Cdks will supply you with
six of her succubi.  That is all, Chad"

   "Yes, my Lord."

   Chad rose and was about to leave the tent, but he turned and said, "My
Lord, you truly did fuck those Angels to death."

   Blackheart smiled.

   ---------

   "Elder?" Edks started to say.

   "Sleep, young succubus, you have had a long day."

   "Yes, Elder." Edks said and drifted off to sleep.

   Qdks left Blackheart's bedroom and went to her own.

   -----------

   Six succubi landed just outside Blackheart's command tent.  Two of them
were carrying a bound and gagged hostage.

   "My Lord, they have arrived."

   "Good!  And the other one?"

   "About an hour out, my Lord."

   Blackheart thought a moment, then asked, "How old are they?"

   "This one is 15 or 16, but boasts to be a Paladin.  The other is 13 or
14 and has not spoken, but stinks worse than the stables."

   Blackheart smiled, "How much information did we get?"

   "Nothing of value, my Lord!"

   "Give them the normal sin treatment."

   "Yes, my Lord."

   She left the tent and nodded to the six succubi.  They flew off to the
succubi tents.  She turned and reentered the command tent.

   All was secure, or as secure as it could be.  Blackheart stood up licked
his lips, "Well succubus, are you going to try and collect?"

   Cdks snarled and attacked.  Blackheart raised his hand in defense.  A
thundering force blow hit Cdks, and she was thrown back some 20 feet into
the wall of the tent.  If the wall were anything other than canvas, she
would have been killed instantly.  The entire left side of the square tent
heaved, and the tent pegs were ripped from the ground.  The entire left
side of the tent collapsed.  The heavy center poles snapped like twigs.

   "By Fogul!" Blackheart said as the top of the tent floated down.

   Momentarily shocked by the tent's collapse, the five guards turned and
started to hack at the canvas, but stopped when they saw Blackheart
carrying Cdks.

   "Raise a new tent!  I will be in the commander's tent."

   "Yes, my Lord."

   "You and you.  Clear the way for me."

   "Yes, my Lord."

   Although he had already tested the new power he got from his victory
over the Angels, he now realized that what he had tested was only the power
of the first one.  He calculated the hours since the battle, and at one an
hour, he still had the seventh Angel's power to go.

   Chad met Blackheart.  "My Lord."

   "See to the command tent.  I will be in your tent."

   "My lord, I will see to it and have the guard posted."

   "As quickly as possible, Chad."

   "Yes, my Lord," he said and smiled.

   Blackheart entered Chad's tent and placed Cdks on Chad's bedroll.  He
looked at her and thanked Fogul for giving him the wisdom not to move into
the town.  About five minutes later, Cdks opened her eyes.  She saw
Blackheart standing over her with his sword drawn.  She struggled to get to
her knees, but she had several broken ribs, her left arm was shattered in
several places and both of her legs were broken.

   In a painful whisper she spoke, "My Lord!  End this weak life."

   "You are not weak, Cdks."

   "B--" She tried to say.

   Blackheart interrupted her, "It is I that should be chastised.  I
underestimated the power I received from my victory this day, and still
have more power to receive."

   "Praise Fogul!"

   She winced in pain and blood trickled out of her mouth.  Blackheart put
his left thumb to the point of his sword.  He had to push a great deal
harder to pierce his thumb.  When he pierced it, he squeezed a drop of
blood out of the small hole.

   "Drink this, Cdks."

   "Yes, my Lord."

   Blackheart stroked his thumb across her tongue.  Blazing power flooded
every fiber of her body.  Her wounds healed and she grabbed her crotch to
try and stem the powerful orgasm that racked her body.  "My Lord!  Such
power."

   As she continued to quake with orgasm, Blackheart wondered what a full
load of his cum would do to her.  He smiled.  It would be fun to find out.

   It took almost five minutes before Cdks stopped quivering.

   "My Lord, permission to enter?" Chad asked.

   "Enter."

   Chad entered the tent.  "My Lord!  The command tent is up and secured."

   "Very well."

   Chad turned and left the tent.

   Cdks used all of her power, and regained discipline.  She escorted
Blackheart back to the command tent.  As the tent flap closed behind them,
she spoke.  "My Lord, with your new powers, how could any succubus show
strength, when you take them?"

   Blackheart knew strength was a core belief for all succubi, but he now
had a strength that no succubus could show power against.  And in five
minutes, he would start to gain a lot more.  He pondered the problem for a
few moments, then realized he already had the answer.  "From this moment
on, no succubus I take needs to show her strength, for I already know how
strong she is."

   "What about the bite, my Lord?"

   "The bite is an exchange of one's essence.  There will be an exchange,
but a smaller one on my part."

   "You have the wisdom of Fogul, my Lord."

   "Any wisdom I may have has been granted to me by Fogul."

   "Praise Fogul."

   "Yes, praise Fogul."

   "Now succubus, why are you still dressed?"

   "I do not know, My Lord!" She giggled and quickly removed her two-piece,
red, studded leather armor.

   She then walked over to Blackheart and helped him remove his armor. 
When his armor was off she lowered his drawers, then undid the buckle to
his secondary padded protective plate.  "BY FOGUL!" she said as the plate
fell to the ground and Blackheart's cock uncurled like a snake.  "My Lord!
You now have the cock of a great horse."

   Blackheart looked down at his own cock, and noticed that he had indeed
gained girth and length.  After the initial shock at the size of his cock,
Cdks smiled, took the monster into her hands and stroked it several times,
bringing the flaccid monster to rock hard stiffness.  She was giddy at the
thought of having this beast moving in and out of her.

   She placed one hand in the middle of the beast, then lifted herself into
the air, hovered for a moment, placing the tip of the beast against her
opening.  She then drove down hard, impaling herself on her Lord's
magnificent cock.  She put her arms around Blackheart's neck and started to
piston herself up and down, milking the great cock.  Her head was dizzy
with pleasure.  There seemed to be no beginning or end to the explosive
orgasms, just one blast after another.

   Blackheart admired her unceasing efforts.  She, like all his succubi,
was well trained at the art of pleasure.  He felt his balls stir, and was
about to cast a stay spell, but he saw the glossiness of her eyes and knew
she could not take much more.  He gave in to the pleasure of the moment,
and like a volcano his balls erupted, spewing hot torrents of cum.

   She felt like her whole body was on fire with pleasure.  Her head was
spinning, and she lost her grip and passed out, slid off his cock and hit
the ground with a thud.  Blackheart looked at her and smiled.  The last
time he had taken two succubi at once, he had to rest for a day to regain
his strength and now two succubi or three would have to be the norm.

   *Chapter 6 - Sin and surrender*

   Word of the defeat spread much quicker than Blackheart thought it would.
In the town called Holy Arc, the mayor and priests were standing on a
podium trying to calm the large gathering crowd.

   "We should surrender!" someone shouted.

   "Give in to Evil and have all your daughters turned into pleasure
girls?" the mayor said.

   "Not all, Mayor!"

   "To give just one would condemn us all to the hells." the head priest
said.

   A young fourteen-summers-old girl saw her chance to escape from the
clutches of the head priest.  The priest had used her body since she was
twelve.  Now that she had just started her holy cycle, he stopped using her
and cast his eyes on her ten-year-old sister.

   "Hell, Priest?  You have already condemned me then, when you took my
virginity two years ago."

   "Shame, girl.  Shame!  How could you tell such lies?"

   "She speaks the truth.  He took mine me too." A young teen-aged girl
said.

   "And me."

   Before the fourth girl could speak, the mob attacked the mayor, the
priests and the guards.

   Within an hour the mayor, the priests, and the guards were hung over the
fort's walls.  The townsfolk elected a new mayor, burned the church, and
they raised hundreds of white surrender flags.  With much fear and
apprehension the people of the town waited for Blackheart's forces to
arrive.

   -------

   In a tent, the two kings' sons were stripped and bound to poles. 
"What's your name, boy?"

   "I am not a boy.  I am a Paladin of the holy order."

   "A Paladin.  HA!"

   The sixteen-year-old could not take his eyes off the scantily-clad
succubus.  He had never seen a naked woman, and now this succubus' outfit
left little to the imagination.

   "Your name is Little Dick.  Do you understand, boy?" she said and
fondled his cock until it was hard.  She expertly stroked his small cock,
then stopped.

   "Yes!  Yes my name is Little Dick.  No!  No!  My name is Lance Pure
heart."

   "You want to cum, Little Dick?"

   "No!  No it's a sin."

   She removed her top and rubbed her breast against his hairless chest.

   "Stop!  Please it's a sin."

   "Sin?" She grinned and lightly kissed her way down to his small cock.

   "Yes!  No!  Stop!"

   She lightly kissed her way from his groin to the tip of his cock.  The
young boy quivered with delight and tried hopelessly to control himself.

   "Do you want me to stop, Little Dick?"

   "Yes.  No.  Stop.  Please!"

   She stood up and looked into his eyes, "I will stop if you tell me your
name."

   "My name is Lance Pure heart."

   She reached down and lightly put her hand around his cock.  "What's your
name?"

   "OH!  My.  My name is Little Dick."

   "Good, does Little Dick want to cum?"

   "No.  No.  It is a sin."

   "AH!  Little Dick." she said and lightly stroked his cock.  "Are you
sure?"

   "No.  No.  I mean Yes.  Yes."

   She giggled "Little Dick is confused.  Do you want some help?"

   "Yes.  No.  I don't know!"

   She giggled again and stepped back to where he could see her.  The boy's
eyes were glued to her breast.  She giggled, then put her hand around her
satin bottoms and started to slowly push them down.  When they hit the
floor, she cast a mild stay spell on the boy.  It would enhance his
pleasure, and keep him from orgasm for a little longer.  The boy's eyes
glazed over as he looked at her vagina.  She had a small sparkling, red
patch of hair just above her inviting slit.

   Gazing at her now totally nude body, he could no longer control his
emotions.  He forgot all about sin, and gave himself completely to her. 
She knew she was in complete control of this weakling.  She was a master of
the art of teasing, sexual pleasure, and was supremely cruel in her art. 
She went well past the point where the boy was begging her for release.

   "Please, Mistress."

   "What is your name?"

   "Little Dick, Mistress."

   "And what does Little Dick want?"

   "To cum, Mistress."

   She again started to suck his cock and knew very well, the moment he
would spew his load.  She stopped sucking.  She could not swallow his
spunk, it would be like poison to her.  She grasped his cock and his young
balls exploded.  She continued stroking his cock until the last drop
dripped out.  His cock started to soften but she immediately started
sucking it back to stiffness.  He knew he was doomed to hell, but he no
longer cared.

   ---------

   Qdks watched as Edks practiced using her flaming sword.  There were two
combat practice areas in the castle, one for the succubi and one for the
general troops.  Edks had used a wooden sword since the day after she was
born and was quickly mastering the flaming sword.

   "You have talent young succubus, but you faulted on that last
up-stroke." the succubus master of the sword said.  She then showed Edks
how she had faulted.

   --------

   A succubus scout landed and spoke to Chad, "Sir, they show surrender."

   He turned to Sdks who was flying at his side, "Have your succubi fly in
the clouds above the town.  If you see me draw my sword come down like
lightning."

   "Yes, Sir."

   The succubus flew off.  Chad and the guard rode past the deserted farms
and through the town gates.  White cloth hung everywhere.  The horses'
hooves echoed as the guard rode slowly to the Town Square.  As he entered
the Town Square, he noticed the church was still smoldering.  In the center
of the square was a podium.  Gathered around the podium was the entire
population.

   Standing in front of the podium was a visibly pale looking man.  Chad
gave the signal to dismount.  Chad guessed the population at somewhere
between five and six thousand.  The pale man walked toward Chad.  Chad
waited for him.  The man was so shaken he could not walk all the way, and
he knelt about three feet from Chad.

   "Sir!" he said, "We surrender.  Please do not slaughter us."

   "What is your name?"

   "My..  My name.  I hesitate to say, sir."

   "Fine.  I will call you A."

   "A, we will not slaughter anyone who keeps our laws."

   "Thank you, sir.  Thank you."

   "Follow me, A."

   With head bowed, the man followed Chad to the podium.  Chad climbed the
three steps and walked to the center of the platform.

   "You are all weak; you must learn to become strong."

   "These are the laws you will live by.  If a law is broken there is only
one penalty, and that is death for the violator and all his seed!"

   "Law 1: You will pay your tax, which is set at 2400 gold a month.  The
more money you have, the more tax you pay."

   There was a hush in the crowd.  2400 gold was a quarter of what they
were paying now.

   "Law 2: 12 of the prettiest 6 summer's old virgin girls will be sent to
the castle each year."

   "Law 3: There is no marriage.  All that are now married are hereby
divorced."

   "Law 4: A man may not take a girl under 13 summers." This law would
change as the weak were weeded out.

   "Law 5: Laziness and Drunkenness will not be tolerated.  You don't work,
you don't eat."

   "Law 6: All disputes will be settled by combat."

   "Law 7: The infirm and elderly must be slaughtered.  If you cannot do
this you can turn them over to the commander of the town.  A garrison of
200 will be here in two day's time."

   "Law 8: A man may not put a baby into his daughter."

   "Law 9: Murder, Theft, and Cheating are against the law."

   "Those are the laws for now."

   "Do not fear.  There are six succubi above us and I am going to signal
them to land."

   He gave the signal and the succubi gracefully landed.

   "Now!  Are there any questions?"

   "My lord, 200 men will not be enough to protect us from the wrath of the
good kings."

   "Yes it will.  The kings have destroyed the bridges in a foolish attempt
to stop us."

   "My lord, is this true?"

   "Law 9, cheating is lying."

   A buzz of shock filled the crowd.

   "I will tell you what we embrace.  We embrace strength and all pleasures
of the flesh.  I know what you have been taught about Evil, but what you
have been taught is a lie."

   "You...You do not eat your children?"

   Chad laughed and the succubi giggled.  He then said, "No, we kill only
the ones born with infirmities.  And we don't eat our captives."

   More chatter.

   "My lord!  What about rape?"

   "Yes, we do rape our captives, but not our women.  A man can have any
woman if he is strong enough, and if she is willing.  If a woman says 'no'
to the man he can still take her."

   "But, if the woman kills the man before he leaves her door, there is no
penalty of law.  For you women, I suggest that you start carrying short
sharp knives."

   Chad looked out at the crowd.  He was looking for the ones ogling the
succubi.  He picked the biggest of the bunch.

   "You, the big one over there."

   "Me, sir?" he replied hesitantly.

   "Yes you.  Would you want one of these succubi?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "Well, come forward."

   At first he hesitated, but his friends egged him on.  With bravado he
stepped forward.  He was 6 feet tall and for a farm boy he looked strong.
At 6 feet he towered over the succubi, whose average height was 5 feet 3
inches tall.

   "Well, which one do you want?"

   "That one." he said, pointing to a blond haired succubus.

   This puke was not worthy of knowing her name, so Chad said, "Succubus,
do you want this man?"

   She stepped forward, looked the man up and down, and then laughed.  "He
is weak."

   That angered him.

   "You want her, take her." Chad said.

   "I will!" he grunted.  Arms open he charged the succubus but caught
nothing but air.

   "I am over here, Little Man!"

   He charged again, and again caught air.

   "Stand still."

   "OK, Little Man, come and get me."

   This time he did not charge.  He snarled and walked up to her.  When he
was close enough he tried to grab her.  She ducked, took his arm, used his
weight against him and slammed him to the ground.  She looked down at him,
"Do you need help, Little Man?"

   "You.  You cheated!"

   "Did I?" She giggled.

   He was now full of rage and jumped to his feet.

   "Come on, Little Man, hit me right here." She said pointing to her jaw.

   He threw a wild punch and she ducked it with ease.  She let him throw a
few more, then said, "My turn."

   She hit him in the stomach and he doubled over.  She hit him on the
chin. The blow broke his jaw and knocked him backward some three feet.  He
hit the ground hard and was out cold.

   "Poor Little Man!  Should I wake him up, sir?"

   Chad nodded yes.  She walked up to the man, broke a small vial of
smelling salts and waved it under his nose.  The man shook his head.

   "Do you still want me, Little Man?"

   He shook his head, got up, and ran out the gates never to be seen again.

   "There will be two succubi with the garrison.  Any of you women who want
basic combat skills training, they will gladly teach you."

   "Any other questions?"

   "Sir, where do we women live?"

   "For now women will own the land."

   The crowd buzzed.  The day of wealthy fat landowners was over as well as
the serf system.  The more the people heard, the more they liked Evil.

   "You will live at your old farm or room, with the man you choose
tonight, but for no more than six moons.  Then you will be asked to choose
again.  That is if you have not switched already.  We encourage all women
and men to be promiscuous and have sex.  Make babies with many different
partners.  Orgies are strongly encouraged."

   "Orgies, sir?"

   "You will understand what that is very soon.  Any other questions?"

   Chad waited a few minutes.  "Good."

   The only unhappy people in the crowd were the fat rich landowners and
the rich, cheating merchants.  In an instant, their land, their wealth, and
their servants were gone and they knew they would never again live the life
styles they once had.  Little did they know their lives would soon get
worse, much worse.

   "All the infirm step forward.  If you cannot walk, whoever is close to
those infirm move them."

   Chad waited a few moments.  When they were done he spoke.  "All those 55
winters or older step forward."

   When it was done, Chad signaled two of his men to take them off.  They
were taken out the gates and quickly beheaded.

   "Now I want the women and children on the left side of the square and
the men on the right."

   The people acted like sheep and did what they were told.  It took
several minutes for the crowd to separate.  Chad's men stood between the
divided people.

   "All unmarried girls 13 summers or older, step forward."

   Several more minutes passed as the girls came forward.

   "All of you girls that have started your flow, step forward."

   "Flow, sir?"

   "Holy cycle."

   "OH!"

   "Tonight you girls will pick a man not your father, and have sex with
him."

   "Sex, sir?"

   "Make babies."

   The girls buzzed with chatter.  Chad knew what they were talking about.
He knew his men must look like giants to these young girls.  He was 6 feet
4, and the average height of the guard was 6 feet 3.  The two men returned.
When the chatter died down, a very pretty 15 summers old girl stepped
forward.

   She was blushing and asked, "Sir!  Can we pick you men?"

   "My men will be very hard on you."

   Chad knew that his men were under strict orders to go easy on the girls.
The idea, he told them, was to show these girls pleasure first.  The hard
part he was talking about was the size of his men's cocks.  She turned back
to the group and most of the girls nodded approval.

   "Sir!  Most of the men here are weak."

   "Very well, if you want my men it is up to them, if they want to take
you or not."

   "Thank you, sir." She blushed.

   "You girls who want my men wait here.  The others go back with the other
women."

   Few of the girls chose to join the other women.  Chad heard the succubi
lightly giggling.

   "Now everyone strip, take off all of your clothing."

   "No!" A few women said, and were quickly silenced by the others.

   When the entire town was naked Chad said, "You women pick a man not your
husband.  When you have chosen, have sex, make babies with him, and as many
men as you like who are not your husband."

   At first everyone hesitated.  It was the younger bolder ones, and the
women who could not stand their husbands who took the lead.  First one cock
met pussy, then two and three; soon the entire town was fucking.  Chad
turned to the younger girls, "To pick the man you want just say, "Sir! 
Please take me.'"

   The girl who had asked him the question earlier was the first to act. 
She was still a little embarrassed about being naked in front of all these
men, but he did look dreamy.  She slowly walked up to Chad, smiled and
said, "Sir!  Please take me."

   He knew the succubi were taking bets on which of them would get the
most. He nodded his head 'yes'.  The girl was still apprehensive but was
slightly giddy.  In about five minutes he had a line of 15 girls.  The rest
of the men had two each and some had three.

   "Which one is the mayor's house?" he asked the lead girl.

   "That big one over there." she answered.

   "And the priests' quarters?"

   She pointed to the house; it was two stories high and was the biggest
one in town.

   "You men take your girls to the priests' quarters and set up there."

   "Yes, sir!"

   He signaled the leader of the succubi to post the guard by the two
buildings.  She smiled wildly.  He knew that more bets would be placed as
to whether he could take his entire gaggle.  He turned to the girls and
said, "Follow me!"

   Lightly giggling to quell their fears the girls followed him.  He kicked
down the door and walked into the mayor's home.  He looked at the fine
furniture, crystal lamps, and woven rugs and smirked.  Another mayor who
used his position to gather wealth and enhance a fool's life style.

   He owned two small towns and one of the large towns, all given to him by
Blackheart.  He gave half the taxes from all three to Blackheart.  By any
standards he was rich, but he did not waste his money on foolish trinkets
He used it to improve what he already had, gaining more power.  And like
Blackheart, the thing he longed for the most was a son.

   In the central room was a large table and chairs.  He ordered the girls
to remove the chairs and drew his sword and hacked the table in two.  He
took each half, carried it to the door and threw it on to the cobble stone
street.  When he returned to the central room, the 15 summer's girl was
lying on the floor.

   "I am ready." she said with her hands by her side and her eyes closed.

   "Stand up, girl." Chad groaned.

   It was an odd request but she stood up.

   "What is your name?"

   "Susan Holy daughter-."

   "Stop!  Your name is now Sue."

   "Yes, sir."

   He renamed all the girls.  When he was done, one of the girls timidly
asked, "Sir!  May we know your name?"

   "No!  You are all weak.  You will call me Sir.  I am first commander of
the Dark Knight's army and leader of My Lord's guard.  That is all you need
to know.  Now before we begin, all of you are no longer children of the
gods of good.  Tonight you will all learn that what you call sin is not
sin, but pleasure.  If I tell you to do something, you will do it without
question.  Do you all understand?"

   Each girl meekly nodded yes.

   "Sue, would you stand here?"

   "Yes, Sir!"

   "You others stand over there."

   Sue was facing the other girls and was still embarrassed by her
nakedness.  Chad removed his leather armor.  "Now that thing between your
legs that you call the holy forbidden spot, from now on you will call it
your cunt."

   "Say it!"

   "Cunt."

   "All of you say it."

   "Cunt."

   He made them repeat it several times.

   "Sue, touch your cunt, you will find two lips."

   She wanted to say no, but slowly reached down to her cunt and found the
lips he spoke of.

   Chad smiled.  "With your fingers gently spread your lips."

   She did as she was told.

   "Good."

   "Now trace your fingers up and down between your lips.  All you other
girls do the same."

   They all did as they were told.  Chad took delight as he watched her
slowly cast away the idea that one's own flesh was evil.  He did not have
to tell the girls about their clits, for as they stroked they quickly found
that wondrous sex button.  He smiled as each girl rubbed faster and harder.
Sue started to moan.  He knew that soon she would experience her first
orgasm.  She started to tremble.

   "Sirrrr iiiitt feelllsss soooo goood!"

   A few moments later she screamed with pleasure.  Her cunt ached for
more.

   "Sue, lie down!"

   "Yes sir, take me sir."

   Chad took his drawers off and all the girls were shocked at the size of
his holy baby-making thing.

   He made sure all the girls saw his cock and said, "This is called a
Cock."

   "Cock!" They all repeated.

   He turned to Sue, "Lift your knees up."

   She trembled as she obeyed his command.  He opened her lips and placed
his cock at the entrance to her pink hole.  He rammed his cock into her,
easily ripping her hymen to shreds.  His cock hit her cervix and still had
a few more inches to go.  She winced in pain but it felt good.  He would
breach that barrier after her orgasm.  "Sue.  When I pull my cock out,
squeeze your cunt like you have to pass water very bad."

   "Yes, Sir."

   He adjusted his cock so it would rub her clit with every stroke.  He
began a slow rhythm making sure she got the idea of milking a cock.  He
increased the tempo, banging her cervix harder and harder.

   "SIRRRR!" She had her second orgasm, then a third.

   Watching, the other girls were rubbing their cunts and soon the room was
filled with the smell of hot girl juice.  Just as Sue had her fourth
orgasm, Chad pushed his cock through the second barrier.  He did not come
and would not until he fucked the seventh or eighth girl.

   ---------

   Ken grumbled.  He did not like the orders.  Why give these weak girls
pleasure when it was pain they needed?  He could not beat them, but there
was no way he was going to give them anything but a good fucking.  He
looked at the stupid girl just lying there, eyes closed and hands by her
side.  Even though she was young and very pretty, his cock just hung there
limp as a noodle.  Damn!  he thought, reaching for his cock.

   He thought about his Little Piggy and stroked his cock.  The vision was
not enough, he needed more.  Then he remembered the one thousand gold that
he had.  With that much gold he could have two Little Piggys at the same
time.  One could beat the other.  OH, Yea!  His cock started to get hard.
As his vision filled his mind, he stroked his cock harder.  Harder, Little
Piggy hit her harder.  He could almost see the whip hitting tender flesh.

   His balls started to churn.  He got between the girl's legs and put his
cock against her unused hole.  He shoved hard and buried the entire length
of his cock into the cold girl.  His cock hit her cervix and his balls
erupted.  "Damn!" he thought, "no better than having to take a bad piss."

   He looked at the second girl and groaned.  He could not wait to get back
to his Little Piggy.

   *Chapter 7 - Old enemies, new enemies and traitors*

   The day after the battle, Blackheart had his men reinforcing the fort,
building siege equipment and boats.  Now ten days later, he was inspecting
the work.  As Cdks escorted him a succubus messenger landed.

   "My Lord!" she said and handed him a dispatch.  Blackheart opened it,
read it then smiled.

   "Good news, my Lord?"

   "It has the potential for both.  The good kings have broken their
alliance and both have asked for terms."

   "Yes, my Lord, it indeed does."

   "Hdks." He turned to the messenger, "Get something to eat, then rest."

   "Yes, my Lord."

   Blackheart continued to his headquarters, which was now located in the
demised mayor's home.  When he arrived, the succubus guard saluted him.  He
entered the building and walked to his desk.  He looked over the maps.  He
now controlled the entire neutral area.  However he had not anticipated
such a quick collapse of the good forces.

   His forces were spread thin, but that was not what bothered him.  He
needed at least a dozen more succubi, but the only place he could get them
from was the castle.  The risk of taking six was too great, let alone
twelve.  He made the only decision he could make.

   "Cdks!  Release my succubus guards to scout duty."

   "M-."

   "The risk is acceptable." He said interrupting her, "You will remain as
my personal guard."

   "Yes, my Lord, I will see to it."

   ----------

   Now where to hold these meetings he thought, as he looked over the maps.

   "Yes!  Young succubus now slash flame right, make the flame work for
you!"

   Qdks felt something that did not belong.  She focused her mental powers.

   "Elder!  Something is here!" Edks said.

   The master of the sword drew both of her swords.

   "Be ready!" she commanded.

   A beam of light struck the training ground.  The beam twisted into a
circle forming a gate.  Qdks raised her hands, "Be closed!"

   Green blood exploded from the circle.  Red and green Orcs emerged from
the gate.  About two dozen Orcs charged into the training grounds.  The
master of the sword flew to meet them.  The gate slammed closed.

   "There Elder, there!" Edks shouted.

   Qdks quickly cast several spells.  Howling and grunting one of the Orcs
charged Edks.

   The Orc was more than three times her size.  She played in her mind what
she was going to do.  The Orc cleaved his sword downward.  She slipped the
blow and on the down stroke the flaming sword hit the Orc's left thigh. 
The sword sliced through his armor burning a huge chunk of his green flesh.
The Orc fell forward crashing to the ground.  She stroked her sword across
his back cutting through his armor, searing his flesh, and severing his
spine.

   She had no time to deliver the deathblow.  She ducked, a sword slashed
just above her head.  She slashed her sword and severed the Orc's leg.  She
leaped to her left and as the Orc fell, she struck the back of his neck. 
The Orc's body slammed to the ground and his head tumbled in the air then
landed at her feet.  She quickly turned to meet the next one, but the rest
were in pieces at the sword master's feet.  She walked to the floundering
Orc and sliced its head off.

   "I can see you, assassin!  There is no escape!  Take your little pill or
go to the chamber.  The choice is yours." the Elder said.

   A moment later a small cloaked figure groaned and fell to the ground.

   "Elder Darkheart?"

   "They did not come for him."

   "Then who did they come for?"

   "I will tell you after we celebrate Edks' first kill."

   "Yes, Elder."

   The two succubi walked toward Edks, who was biting into the first Orc's
heart.  It tasted horrid, but she chewed it and swallowed.

   "You have done well, young succubus." the master of the sword said.

   Edks took another bite of the foul smelling heart.

   "Come young one, let us wash."

   Edks dropped the chewed heart and followed Zdks the master of the sword
to a small waterfall.  The falls were installed shortly after the castle
was taken.  It was a place to wash off the sweat of training.  As Zdks and
Edks removed their armor Qdks stood guard.

   As the two washed, slimy green blood flowed down the drain.  When they
were done they put on robes, and rubbed the blood of the Orc into their
leather armor.

   "How do you feel, young succubus?" Zdks asked.

   She thought a moment and said, "Excellent."

   As the blood soaked into the leather, a drill sergeant and his group of
six trainees arrived and began cleaning up the mess.  About an hour later
the crew finished and left.

   Edks checked the armor.  "Master, it is dry."

   "Fine."

   Edks took both sets of armor and returned to Zdks who was sitting next
to Qdks.  Edks and Zdks donned their armor, and the trio walked into the
keep.  They continued to the keep's chapel.  When they arrived, Adks and
Gdks were waiting for them.  The three removed their armor and swords. 
Adks, Gdks, Edks, Zdks, and Qdks knelt before the small altar.

   "Fogul, today a young succubus has slain her first enemy.  This victory
is yours." Qdks said.

   "Fogul, my victory today is yours." Zdks said.

   Edks stood and went to the altar.  She cut her palm and said, "I shed my
blood for blood is life.  Today I have taken my first life.  This victory
is yours, Fogul.  In your name, may I have many victories!  May no foe take
my blood, until I am an empty shell.  My blood bonds me to you, Fogul, and
to your agent on this world, Blackheart.  To my last breath, Victory to
Fogul!  Victory to Blackheart!"

   "Victory to Fogul!  Victory to Blackheart!" Qdks, Adks, Zdks, and Gdks
echoed.

   The five succubi dressed and left the chapel.  They made their way to
the war room.  When they arrived, a succubus guard saluted them.  With a
spell Adks opened the door.  In the room were a table, chairs, and hanging
on the wall was a large, very detailed map showing the entire known land
area.  All except Qdks sat in the chairs.

   "The Assassins did not come to kill the Lord's son.  They came to kill
our Lord's seed daughter."

   "Why me, Elder?  I am but a young succubus of little power." Edks asked.

   "You have more power than you know.  Stand and look at the map.

   Edks stood and looked at the map.

   "Put the map into your mind."

   "Yes, Elder."

   "Close your eyes and see the map in your mind."

   The Elder waited, then said, "Do you see the map?"

   "Yes, Elder."

   "Keep the map in your sight, and think about the Orcs that attacked us
this day."

   The Elder waited then said, "Now put the Orcs on the map."

   The Elder waited then said, "Do you have the Orcs on the map?"

   "Yes, Elder."

   "Good.  Now open your eyes, go to the map on the wall, and point to
where you put the Orcs."

   Edks did not totally understand, but she went to the map and pointed to
the spot where she had put the Orcs.

   "She is right, the Orcs are there."

   "Elder!  So young and gifted with the sight." Adks said.

   Sight!  What is that, Edks thought.

   "The sight young succubus is the ability to see what is not there, and
to see your enemies."

   "See what is not there?  I do not understand, Elder."

   "You saw the Assassin?"

   "I saw something about to attack you.  I did not know what it was."

   "The assassin had to kill me before it could get to you.  It was a
desperate attack to kill you before you gained all of your power."

   "How did they know?  Is their spy in the keep?" Zdks asked.

   "Yes, there is a traitor, but he is not in the keep.  I believe he is
with Blackheart, and his mind has been shielded by powerful spells."

   "We must warn our Lord!" Adks said.

   "No!" Qdks said.  "We must destroy the Orcs."

   "I believe Zdks and Gdks' squad with our young succubus should be
enough."

   "I see your plan, Elder and I agree." Adks said, "I must see to
Darkheart."

   "As must I.." the Elder said.

   "Elder, how many do we face?" Edks asked.

   "About two thousand males and their Queen egg maker."

   "Nine-." Edks said, but was interrupted by the others.

   "You shall see, young succubus, you shall see." The others smiled.

   Adks and Qdks stood up and said, "Our lives for yours, sisters."

   The others returned the salute.  "Let us go." Zdks said.  They left the
keep.  "Hold my arm, young one." Zdks said.

   "Now young one, use your wings as you have been taught."

   Edks spread her wings and waited for the wind.  When the moment was
right, she flapped her wings and was lifted into the air.  Riding the air
currents was even better than she had been told it would be.  It was even
better than she imagined it would be.  It was like she was part of the sky;
as if she was born in the clouds.  She could hardly wait the two years for
her wings to mature.  She thanked Fogul that she was a succubus, a creature
of the sky.

   "Remember your landing young one, we land there." Zdks said.

   Edks glided down and with ease.  When they were within landing range,
she let go and stepped down to the ground.

   "Well done, young one." Zdks said.

   "We are about one mile from the Orc encampment.  Your first task on this
mission is to look for Assassins.  Keep focused on that at all times.  If
you see one, kill it as quickly as you can."

   "Yes, Master!"

   "Your second task is to learn."

   "Yes, Master!"

   "Make ready!" Zdks ordered.

   "Now young one, keep focused."

   "Yes, Master."

   The succubi stripped off their armor.

   "Master, should I take my armor off as well?"

   "No young one, you stay focused on your first task."

   "Yes, Master."

   Edks focused scanning for the unseen.  The other succubi smeared some
cream on their cunts.  Edks noticed it had a strong smell of sex.

   "Walk in my foot steps as accurately as you can.  No more talking now,
young one."

   She nodded yes.

   When they were near the Orc encampment she heard snorting, grunting and
howling.

   As they exited the trees there were pigs and Orcs everywhere.  Edks
scanned the Orcs, who were now jumping with a wild frenzy.  One of them
yelled something and pointed at her group.  Then they did something
strange, they started to rip off their armor.  As her group moved closer to
the Orcs, their mouths began foaming bubbles of green puss.  It was indeed
strange and she had to use all she had learned to keep focused on her task.

   Howling and grunting one of the Orcs charged toward them, only to be cut
down by another Orc.  It was then that she saw one of those strange
creatures moving slowly toward them.  In a frenzy of blood Orc killed Orc,
Orc killed pig and Orc.

   Edks waited for the right moment to strike.  The creature had a shiny
object in what looked like a hand.  When it was about ten feet away it
charged.  It was fast but she was a lot faster.  Up stroke right, down
stroke left, sidestroke; she hit the creature with all three strokes.  When
the creature hit the ground it became visible and started to disintegrate
as the other one had.

   The Orcs were now killing each other in a river of pig guts and their
own blood.  Edks sensed another.  It was close by.  She saw it and smiled.
It was not one she saw, but two.  The second was using the first as a
shield.  When the moment was right she struck, sending the first into the
second.  Four sword strokes later they were both dead.

   "You have done well, young one.  Keep focused, we must kill the queen."
Zdks whispered.

   The encampment was littered with the bodies of dead Orcs and pigs. 
Keeping her mind focused on her task, Edks paid no attention to the
carnage.

   Zdks pointed to the entrance to a large cave.  The others nodded and the
group walked to the entrance.  Silently and quickly they made their way
though the cave, slaughtering what few Orcs they found.  The cave emanated
with a foul odor that grew stronger as they made their through the Orcs'
den.  Soon the stench was so foul, Edks had to pinch her nose closed with
her left hand.  The other succubi noticed what she had done and smiled.

   Finally they reached the Queen's chamber.  There were Orc eggs
everywhere.  In the center of the chamber was a huge eight-Breasted Orc. 
Her belly was huge and she was pushing eggs out of a large, green, bloody
hole onto the straw laden floor.  She saw the succubi and roared, but no
one came to aid.  She was quickly dispatched into several pieces.  Torches
were taken off the walls and tossed onto the straw.  The straw ignited and
the succubi quickly left the cave.  As the succubui took to the air, the
cave belched smoke and flames.

   Later as they landed on the castle grounds, "What have you learned
today, young succubus?" Zdks asked.

   "Orcs are stupid." Edks answered.

   "Somewhat, but that was not the key to our victory.  What do you desire
the most?"

   "Hot-"

   "Cum!" The other succubi giggled interrupting her.

   Edks realized that one female and two thousand males makes for a bunch
of horny Orcs.  She giggled.

   "Let us celebrate our victory." Zdks said.

   They made their way to the small chapel.  When they entered the chapel,
Qdks was waiting for them.  They thanked Fogul, giving him the victory.

   When they were done, "So young one, your first mission went well.  How
do you feel?" Qdks asked.

   "I am horny!" she answered.

   "We'll take care of that." The others giggled.

   Her eyes grew wide as all the succubi came toward her.  She tried to
fight, but it was useless.  Soon hands were all over her small body.  She
spread her legs wide.  A succubus immediately put her head between Edks'
legs.  With her tongue, she opened Edks' tender lips revealing her small,
pink, wet clit.  With her tongue the succubus lightly stroked her clit. 
Orgasm built in her small body but she was not allowed to cum.  Qdks had
cast a pleasure spell on her.  It would keep her body teetering at the edge
until the spell was released.

   One succubus would attend to her pussy, while she nuzzled another
succubus' clit.  It hurt so well, Edks did not want it to end.  She had
several fingers into one succubus' cunt when another took her other hand
and placed it in her wet cunt.  First two fingers, then four.  Soon she had
her whole hand in the succubus pussy.  The insides of her two bottom holes
were off limits.  They belonged to her Lord, but the rest of her body was
being used by all.

   She was screaming, wanting to go over the edge.  She needed to release
the pent up energy.  Qdks let her go.  AHHHH!!

   When she exploded it seemed to last forever.  Finally it eased, but she
wanted more.  She looked down at Gdks who had just opened her mouth and was
about to chomp down on her clit.  She smiled, and continued to use her
hands to pleasure the two cunts that she was attached to.



   *Chapter 8 - Something beyond the mountains.*

   Chad and the elite guard arrived.  He dismounted and ordered his men to
water the horses and then take a break.  His men dismounted.  Brad took
Chad's horse and led them to a watering trough.  Chad walked to
Blackheart's headquarters.  When he arrived, he was shocked to find no one
standing guard.  He was even more shocked to find the door open.

   "My Lord, permission to enter?"

   "Come Chad, have a seat."

   Chad said heatedly, "My Lord!  Shall I have my men post a guard?"

   Blackheart shook his head 'no'.  Chad entered the building, "My life for
yours."

   Blackheart acknowledged the salute.  Chad sat in the chair.

   "The kings of Good have asked for terms." Blackheart said.

   "Do you think they will accept?"

   "That remains to be seen."

   "My Lord!  Where do you plan to meet them?"

   "Here, and here." Blackheart said, pointing to a map.

   Chad looked at the map.  "The first is well chosen, but the second
presents some security issues, from this area here, and here."

   Blackheart looked at the map and he had to agree with Chad on the second
area that he had pointed out.  He explained to Chad how he intended to deal
with the first area, and asked him for a recommendation on the second. 
Chad explained what he would do and Blackheart accepted his idea.

   "Give this to your men.  The bar and brothel will open tonight."
Blackheart said, giving him a bag of gold.  "And this is yours," handing
him a sealed piece of paper.

   Chad opened the paper.  It was the deed to one of the new large towns.

   "My Lord!  This is most generous."

   "You have earned it.  You have been loyal to me since the day I found
you."

   Chad smiled.  He remembered that day very well.  He had been just a boy
then, walking on a dusty road carrying a small bag of food, with a short
sword in his hand.  He had found the sword rusting in a field.  He had
cleaned it, sharpened it, and polished it.  Then he had used it just two
hours ago, to kill his father who was a drunk.  He was only five when in a
drunken rage his father, the shit, had killed his mother.  Two years later,
and just two hours ago, his father was passed out drunk.  The boy had
stabbed the shit in the heart.

   He had no idea where he was going now.  He heard the sound of horses. 
He thought it was the town guard.  He was not going back to some stupid
work home, where he would work sixteen hours a day and be given a few
slices of very stale bread to eat.  When he was six he had spent two moons
in one, while the priests were helping his father dry out.  The shit had
returned just as drunk as ever.  The boy would rather die than go back to
that.  He turned with the sword in his hand.  Three men on horseback rode
slowly toward him.

   One of the men shouted, "Off the road, boy!"

   "No!" he yelled back.

   "Then you die, boy."

   "Come kill me, if you can!" To this day, he did not know why he had used
those words.

   The man drew his sword but was stopped by the third man.  The third man
said something to the other man who saluted and sheathed his sword.  The
third man was dressed in black armor.  He had to be some kind of knight.

   He got off of his horse and asked, "Who are you, boy?"

   "My name is Chandelier Holy Light Good."

   "How about I call you Chad?"

   It sounded like a good name.  "Chad is okay.  But I am not going back."

   "Back where?"

   Chad had told him everything.  When he was done talking the man smiled.
He told Chad that if he worked hard he would eat well.  He went on to tell
him about the Way of Evil.  Chad liked what he heard.  He told Chad that if
he wanted to join the knight he would have to swear loyalty until death. 
The man had an aura of trust.  Chad knelt and swore.  Later he found out
that the man was the son of a Dark Knight, and he was a mere fourteen
summers old.  How old he was did not matter, Chad felt bonded to him.

   "We leave in one day!" Blackheart said.

   "My Lord, we will be ready." Chad replied, snapping out of his reverie.

   "That will be all, Chad."

   Chad stood up, "My Lord!  My life for yours."

   He turned to leave.

   "Chad I almost forgot.  This is yours," Blackheart said and tossed him a
bag of gold.

   "Thank you, My Lord."

   "Chad, one more thing.  How is your Holy Baby Maker thing?"

   "Fit and ready for duty, my Lord." Chad said with a big smile.

   "Thirty one, a new record."

   "Yes!  My Lord.  They are all horny whores now."

   Cdks giggled.  Chad saluted Blackheart.  He smiled at Cdks and left the
building.

   Blackheart looked at the map.  The Poison Sea was to the right on the
map.  He had been there.  The Sea had life in it.  The reason it was called
Poison was the storms that constantly raged on the horizon.  He looked to
the right of the map and just beyond the kings of Good lands was a huge
mountain range.  He had always wondered, if there was something beyond the
mountains.

   ---------

   All of Chad's men but one chose to rest.  Ken made his way to the former
priest house.  It was now the upper ranks' bar and brothel.  Ken walked up
to the bar, plunked down his share of the gold and said, "I want to see the
girls."

   "Yes sir." the man said.  "We have several 13 summers' girls you can
have."

   "Any younger ones?"

   "Younger will cost you more than this!"

   "I have more; send the youngest ones you have out!"

   The man recognized the symbol of the elite guard and did not question
him.  3 ten summers and 3 eleven summers girls walked out.  Ken looked at
the girls and asked the blond eleven summer's girl to show him her cunt. 
She lowered her skimpy bottoms revealing a smooth mound that had just a
hint of blond hairs.  He liked what he saw and picked her.

   He then chose a light brown-haired ten summer's girl and when she
lowered her bottoms his cock almost jumped out of his pants.  Her small
cunt was totally devoid of hair.  He picked her.  He tossed the bag with
the thousand in gold on the bar.

   Then Ken asked, "Will that be enough including healing?"

   "Yes Sir, enough for four hours.  No broken bones, okay, Sir?"

   Ken nodded.

   "Here Sir, take this.  It will sting like hell, but not do much damage."

   "Will it make them red?"

   "Very red, sir!"

   "How much?"

   "It's on the house."

   "Which room?"

   "Upstairs, top floor.  No one will bother you."

   With fearful eyes the girls followed Ken to the top floor.  Ken could
not decide what to do first.  Then he decided that naming should be first.
He called the ten summer's girl "Piggy one" and the eleven summer's girl
"Piggy two".

   "Piggy one, strip.  Get on the bed on your hands and knees."

   "Yes, My Lord." she replied.

   He liked the sound of it, "My Lord."

   Ken looked at the girl kneeling on the bed.  He placed his hand on her
cute butt, it was silky soft.  He stroked her small mound and could hardly
wait to see it red and raw.  He gave the special whip to Piggy two.

   "Whip her ass."

   "Yes, My Lord."

   AH!  That sound was sweet.

   Piggy two whipped Piggy one's ass.

   "Harder, Piggy!  Harder!"

   The girl knew she was next, but she whipped Piggy one's ass cheeks as
hard as she could.

   "No!  No!  Give me that whip." he said, not satisfied with the girl's
efforts.

   Ken took the whip, licked his lips and applied the whip with blazing
force.  Crack!  Scream!  It was a dizzying symphony.  He stopped and noted
that the bartender was right.  His Piggy's ass was red as fire, but she was
not bleeding.  He took off his clothing.  It felt so good to have a raging,
hard cock.

   "Piggy two, take Piggy one's place." Ken ordered.  The girls exchanged
places.  "Turn towards me, Piggy two."

   The girl turned and his cock was just about level with her mouth.  He
pressed his cock against her mouth.  "Open!" Hesitantly she opened her
mouth.

   He put his hand around her small head and pushed his cock into her mouth
and down her gullet.  She started to struggle, trying to dislodge her head
from his cock.  The other Piggy wanted to scream, but said nothing. 
Starving for air, Piggy two relaxed, thinking death was better than life.
When the girl relaxed Ken, thinking he had killed her, quickly pulled his
cock out of her mouth.  Air rushed into her lungs and she sobbed deeply. 
Death, the only escape, had eluded her.

   Ken saw the girl was still alive and he felt like she was playing games
with him.  Ken was furious, and he gave himself over to that fury.  "Fuck
the rules," he thought.

   He cruelly whipped every inch of her body.  The whip was all the
bartender had promised it would be.  Every inch of the girl's skin glowed
red.  If he had done that much damage with a normal whip, she would have
been dead long ago.

   "Turn over, legs open!"

   Again the girl just lay there.  He grabbed her around the waist and held
the girl up, looking into her eyes.  Her eyes were like a blank mirror. 
Ken smiled.  The girl was alive, but her mind was no longer there.  He let
her body drop.  Like a rag doll she hit the floor.  He had one Piggy left.
He turned to her and snarled, "On the bed, legs spread."

   Meekly the girl got on the bed and spread her legs.  Grabbing her cunt
lips, he stretched them to the tearing point.  He looked at her small pink
opening.  It was the smallest opening he had ever seen.  He had to ream it;
he had to ream it hard.  With two fingers he kept her cunt lips open.  He
placed his cock against the small hole.

   With all the strength he possessed, he shoved hard, and his cock slammed
into her.  It traveled the short length of her tight hole and hit her
cervix.  His spine tingled with pleasure and his balls released a torrent
of spunk.  When his cock was drained, he pulled it out.  He grabbed the
special whip.  He snickered and stroked the whip across her flesh.

   Someone knocked on the door, "Sir, ten minutes."

   Damn!  Was it already four hours?  Ken wanted more, but he had no more
gold.  Angrily he dressed and left the room.  As he walked down the stairs,
he was still tingling in the afterglow of orgasm.  Damn!  He tossed the
whip onto the bar.  The bartender said something but he was not listening,
so he grunted.  He walked out the door and made his way back to his tent.

   Ken entered his tent and sat down on a wooden stool.  It was good to be
elite.  No more setting up tents, no more polishing, no more standing in
chow lines.

   "Damn!" he cursed.  "If I had only been paid more gold."

   "Need more gold?  I can tell you how to get it all." a voice said.

   Ken recognized the voice and the shadowy figure it came from.

   "You again."

   "Well do you want it all, or not?"

   Ken thought a moment then answered, "There is no way to get it all,
unless I kill Blackheart."

   "Exactly!"

   "He would kill me in thirty seconds."

   "With my help you could kill him in thirty seconds."

   "There is no way you could ever get in the combat arena.  I can't see
you, but the succubi would spot you in a second."

   "You don't have to kill him in combat."

   "Bullshit!  I know how things work.  In order to gain Blackheart's
power, I must kill him in combat."

   "And you believe that?  It matters not how one kills Blackheart.  The
only thing one needs to do, to gain his all his power, is to kill him."

   "You lie."

   "Do I?  Have you not slaughtered powerful men, who were begging for
mercy?"

   "Yes I have."

   "Did you gain their power?"

   "Yes I did."

   "If he was not fighting you, how did you gain his power?  I ask you one
more thing, why is he guarded so well?"

   It just did not sound right, but it had to be so.  He had never been
told that the only way to take Blackheart's power was to kill him in
combat. What he had been told was that if Blackheart showed weakness, he
could be challenged.  If Ken thought he could defeat the Dark Knight, he
could challenge him.

   He thought about it carefully.  If the only way one could take
Blackheart's power was to challenge him, why did he have an elite guard? 
And he always had a powerful succubi as a personal guard.  Even the salute,
"My Life for yours", was a form of protection.  It was true.  All he had to
do was kill Blackheart, and he would gain all his power.  But that would
not be an easy thing to do.

   "Maybe you are right, but there is no way I could ever get close enough
to kill him."

   "Leave that to me.  All you have to do is agree."

   He thought about it.  All the power, all the young Piggy, all the
youngest Piggy.

   "I agree."

   "Good!  I will let you know when the time is right."

   Ken fell asleep that night and dreamed of small Piggy.  Lots and lots of
very Little Piggy, with tiny, tiny pussies.

   ----------

   "Sleep well, young succubus.  You leave on the morrow with Zdks."

   "Elder!  Where am I going?"

   "You shall see, young one."

   "Yes Elder!"

   One day later at dawn, Blackheart with his elite guard and 50 light
horsemen moved out of camp.  The journey to the first meeting place would
take five days, and the second meeting place would take another four days'
journey.

   *Chapter 9 - In the tree tops:*

   Feeling like a bird, Edks stretched out in the nest that she had helped
Zdks build.  She felt very special to have been given this mission by Qdks
and it was all because she had been blessed with 'the sight'.  She looked
forward to seeing her seed father and Lord once again.  She gazed up at the
stars in the night sky and drifted off to sleep.

   *With the Dark Knight's Army:*

   Five days later, about four hours before mid-day, Blackheart and his men
exited the forest road and entered a large clearing.  They were early.  The
meeting was set for mid-day at the center of the clearing.  Blackheart
raised his hand and gave his troops a signal.  The troops took the
positions that they were previously instructed to take.  Cdks scanned the
area.

   A few moments later she said, "It is clear, My Lord!"

   Blackheart dismounted.  Chad dismounted carrying the Dark Knight's
battle standard.

   He walked on Blackheart's right and Cdks walked to the left of the Dark
Knight.  When they arrived at the center of the clearing, Chad planted
Blackheart's standard.

   About two hours later the King of Good entered the clearing.  He saw the
Dark Knight's standard and called for a halt.  The King of Good positioned
his forces.

   The king moved forward with his paladin champion on his left and his
high priest on his right.  The king wore artistically carved white armor
with gaudy gold trimmings.  He was carrying a jeweled, gold scepter and on
his head was a jewel-laden gold crown.  "What a waste," Chad thought,
looking at the king's useless ornate armor and other trappings.

   About ten feet before they reached Blackheart, the King of Good stopped
and the paladin planted the king's standard.  Both sides moved toward each
other.  When they were about three feet apart, both sides stopped.  Chad
stared at the paladin and he stared back.  The priest piously covered his
eyes, refusing to look at the nearly naked succubus.

   The good king spoke first, "My name is Golden---."

   "Your first name will do." Blackheart interrupted.

   "Fine.  I will surrender only if your champion defeats mine and you let
my son live."

   "I will gladly destroy your champion."

   "Not you personally, but your champion."

   "I have no champion." Blackheart said.

   "Pick one." the king suggested.

   "Something is going on here." Blackheart thought, but the offer was a
tempting one and he asked, "What guarantee do I have that you will keep
your word?"

   "I swear on my soul that if your champion defeats mine, I will surrender
this scepter to you.  It is the symbol of my kingdom.  Whoever holds it,
rules my kingdom."

   "Very well.  When your standard falls, your men will disarm.  You will
come forward and give me your scepter.  If you do not, your son will be the
first to be slaughtered.  Then every man, woman and child in your kingdom
will meet the same fate."

   "And if my champion wins?"

   "Doubtful, but if your champion wins, I will spare your son and anyone
who surrenders."

   "I accept." said the king.

   "It is almost mid-day.  At mid-day my champion and your champion will
take the field."

   Both parties turned and started back to their lines.

   "My Lord!  Many assassins are here now!" Cdks said as they walked.

   "How many?" asked Blackheart.

   "A dozen, maybe more." replied the succubus.

   "So it's an assassination plot then," he thought.  Then he asked, "Can
you dispatch them?"

   "Yes!  My Lord."

   "Good.  When the combat starts, you kill them all."

   "But---."

   "Kill them all!"

   "Yes, My Lord." Cdks said.

   "Chad, you will be my champion."

   "But---"

   "Chad," Blackheart interrupted, "They would not try to assassinate me
unless one of my guards is a traitor.  We must find out who he is.  I
believe it will be John or Ken.  Prepare yourself for battle, Chad, and I
will take care of the traitor."

   "Yes, My Lord."

   Cdks as well as Chad saw the wisdom of the Dark Knight's plan.

   Chad focused on drawing his mind and power to one.  When the sun was in
the middle of the sky he drew his sword, "My life for yours, My Lord."

   "Slaughter him." Blackheart replied.

   Chad walked to the center of the field.

   "John, Ken, you will guard me." Blackheart said.

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   Ken smiled inwardly.  His moment would soon be here.  Cdks flew off and
started to hunt her prey.  With his sword Chad saluted the Paladin but the
Paladin refused to salute back.  Metal clashed against metal.

   Young Edks, who was flying with the help of Zdks, had just arrived.  She
saw something approaching her Lord.  She told Zdks and quickly the two
succubi dove towards the Earth.

   Ken started to count.  He counted just past the number he was told to.
He drew his sword.  Blackheart turned and at the same moment like a bolt of
lightning from the sky, Zdks and Edks' swords struck an assassin two feet
away from Blackheart.  Ken didn't even get a chance to swing his sword,
when he was hit by a massive force blow.  He flew some 30 feet tumbling in
the air, and then slammed onto the ground.

   "Young one, do you see any more?" Zdks asked.

   "One more, Master." replied Edks.

   "Take my arm!  Let's get it."

   "Sorry Master, it is already dead."

   Zdks smiled.  "No need to be sorry, young one."

   When Ken opened his eyes, Blackheart was standing over him.  "Did they
tell you if you killed me you would have gained my power?"

   Ken nodded 'yes.'

   "You are a fool, boy!  There is only one way to gain my power and that
is in ritual combat!"

   "But---."

   "Save your breath, you will need it for the chamber.  For you will be a
very long time dying."

   Ken began to weep.  He knew what horrors awaited him in the Dark
Knight's torture chamber.

   "Get this piece of shit out of here.  Take him back to the chamber."
Blackheart commanded.

   Ken was quickly bound and gagged.

   "Zdks, you and your trainee guard me!"

   "Yes!  My Lord!"

   Blackheart looked to the center of the field and saw King Golden's
standard fall.  As the standard fell, Chad raised his sword to the heavens.
Across the field he saw the high priest running away, only to be cut down
by Cdks.

   The assignation plot had failed.  King Golden accepted his fate and
walked towards the center of the field.  He hoped the Dark Knight would
keep his promise to spare his son.

   Blackheart flanked by his guard walked towards the center of the field.
King Golden was waiting for him.  When Blackheart arrived, the king knelt
and gave Blackheart his scepter.

   "Will you kill me now?" the king asked.

   "No.  But I promise you, your death will be quick and painless."

   "And my son and my people?"

   "I swear to Fogul your son will live, and all your people that follow
our laws shall live."

   "Thank you!  I can ask no more." The king was glad but he wondered,
where were the angels the high priest had promised?

   "Well done, Chad." said Blackheart.

   "My Lord, the victory is yours.  My Lord if I may?" asked Chad.

   "You want to know how I knew that it would be one of those two."

   "Yes!  My Lord."

   "All the elite guards except those two have been with my succubi."

   "I believe I understand.  Once one shares his essence with a succubus it
bonds you to them as they are bonded to you by blood."

   "Yes, Chad!  It is a bond that cannot be betrayed, cannot be broken,
until my death in ritual combat.  If the Angels would have defeated me, the
succubi would have killed my son and taken their own lives.  But I believe
you already knew this?"

   "Yes, My Lord, I believe I did."

   "How could anyone have that kind of bond without love?" King Golden
thought.

   "You are a fool!  Love can be betrayed." Blackheart said.

   "You!  You can read my thoughts?" the king asked.

   "No!  But it would be the question I would ask if I were you."

   "You understand Good?" asked the king.

   "Yes, silly king.  I understand it very well, and unlike your dead high
priest, I do not have to lie about what I believe."

   "You---."

   "Foolish king.  To eat one's children would be the act of an idiot."

   "I don't understand."

   "And you never will.  You still some life left, ask any of my men and
they will tell you what we believe." Blackheart said.

   "Chad!  See to the prisoners.  Put a log and chain on this fool.  Get
him out of that useless armor and let him talk to whomever he wants.  Set
up camp.  We move on to the castle on the morrow."

   "Yes!  My Lord!  What about his crown?"

   "Let him wear it."

   "Yes, My Lord!" Chad replied.

   Cdks landed next to Blackheart.

   "Chad, one thing before you go."

   "Yes!  My Lord?"

   "I order you to light duty.  Have your second take over.  We will have
need of your Holy Baby Maker Thing."

   Cdks and Zdks chuckled.

   "My Lord!  Holy Baby Maker Thing?" Edks asked.

   "Cock, young succubus." Chad smiled.

   "OH!" she smiled.

   "Follow me, king!"

   The king followed Chad.

   When they left, Blackheart turned to the succubi.  "Now did I not give
orders that no one was to leave the castle?"

   "Yes, My Lord!  But---" Zdks said but was interrupted.

   "But!  Qdks countermanded my orders."

   "Yes, My Lord!" Zdks replied.

   "You two deserve a good ass whipping!"

   "Yes, My Lord!" they both replied.

   "When my command tent is set up, I expect to see you two with asses up."

   "Yes, My Lord." They smiled.

   "Before I dismiss you two, do you two already know?"

   "Yes, My Lord!  Can we also expect a very nasty cocking?" Zdks asked.

   "Extremely!  Dismissed!"

   "Yes, My Lord!" The two giggled.

   "Qdks, she always knows," Blackheart thought as they flew off.

   "Succubus!  Why are you just standing there?"

   "I do not know, My Lord!" replied Cdks.

   "Are you not guarding me?"

   "Yes!  My Lord!"

   "After I am done with those two, your ass is next."

   "Yes!  My Lord!" she smiled.

   "Now guard me!"

   "Yes!  My Lord!"

   "Now that you know what you are doing, well done, Cdks!"

   "The victory is yours, my Lord!  As I am." she replied.

   Blackheart raised his arms to the heavens, "Today belongs to you,
Fogul."

   He watched the sun creep over the mountains and again wondered, If there
was anything of interest over the mountains.  Blackheart watched the sky
grow dark.  He looked at the fool king as he pulled his chain and log about
the camp.  He saw Zdks and Edks giggling as they entered his tent.  He
would let them wait a bit longer.  He turned to Cdks and ordered, "Have
your squad return to guard duty."

   "Yes!  My Lord!  I will see to it myself." Cdks said and flew off.

   Blackheart walked to his command tent.  He entered the tent.  Zdks and
Edks were naked and on their knees, asses in the air.  He smiled and tossed
the king's scepter on the table.  "Succubi, how can you get me out of my
armor kneeling like that?"

   "We don't know, My Lord!" they both chimed.

   "Well?"

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   The succubi quickly got to their feet and started to help him out of his
armor.  When he was out of his armor Zdks started to pull down his drawers.
As Blackheart's cock sprang loose, Zdks was astonished and Edks was shocked
at the sheer size of it.

   Blackheart smiled, "Are you two just going to sit there?"

   Mesmerized by the greatness of their Lord's cock it took them a moment
to answer, "No, My Lord!"

   They quickly scurried back to their knees.  Blackheart pierced his thumb
and let the blood drip into a small water glass.  He then added some water
to the glass.  Taking a small whip that he kept for such occasions, he
stepped to the succubus.  He admired Zdks' tight rear end, then stroked his
whip across the center of her ass cheeks, giving her a dozen hard lashes.

   Then he asked Zdks, "Will you follow my orders, succubus?"

   "Yes!  My Lord!"

   "What about Qdks' orders?"

   "I will follow her orders too, My Lord!  I meant to say, No!  My Lord!
Oh!  My Lord!  I am confused.  I need more discipline, My Lord!"

   It was a game and Zdks knew it, as did Blackheart.  He gave her a few
more lashes, and then played the same game with Edks.

   When he was done, he nicked his thumb and then stuck it into Zdks'
mouth. She sucked the blood.  As she consumed it, she convulsed with power
and pleasure.

   He dipped his thumb into a small glass of water then said, "Drink a sip
of water, young succubus."

   Edks took the glass, put it to her lips and drank.  As she swallowed,
her body quivered.  She grabbed her small crotch and fell on her rear end.
Black watched his two succubi as they flopped about with passion.  He
stretched out on his bed and smiled.  When the succubi stopped shaking, he
asked, "What are you two doing over there?"

   "We don't know, My Lord!" They giggled.

   The two hurried to the bed and attended to Blackheart's hard pole.  They
took turns sucking the engorged black head.  Zdks would soon be forty
winters, but felt no older than her trainee.  She stood up and positioned
herself above his pole.  She put the tip of his fat pole to her
super-heated pussy hole and slipped herself down its length.  Each bit of
Blackheart's cock was fat, hot, and delightfully gnarled.

   Long before his cock hit her cervix, her body was tingling with delight.
Effortlessly, she pushed his great cock past her cervix.  When his cock was
in as far as she could take it she looked back and noticed several inches
of the great cock still waiting to be inserted.  She sighed and thought,
"My Lord is truly the greatest Dark Knight ever known."

   She leaned forward and offered him her neck.  Blackheart bared his fangs
and sank them into her neck.  He would not take much of her blood, just
enough to keep her strong.  When Blackheart released his fangs, Zdks
started to ride his great pole with all the expertise that more than thirty
winters had taught her.

   Blackheart pinched her nipples, twisting and pulling them until they
were red and hard.  The pain enhanced the constant flow of orgasm that
rippled through her entire being.  She knew that she would have to stop,
before she was turned into one massive orgasm.  She slithered up his cock
one last time, and prayed to Fogul to help her.  "Lord, smite the last of
Good quickly." Zdks asked this so all her sisters could enjoy their Lord.

   She dislodged her cunt from his cock.  She stood up and grabbed Edks
around the waist.  Edks opened her legs as far as they could go.  In one
quick flash Edks found herself impaled on that magnificent pole.  "Oh
Fogul!" Edks thought as Zdks moved her up and down her Lord's great cock.

   The two changed places several times until Blackheart asked, "What do
you two succubi want?"

   "Oh!  My Lord, Hot cum!" They chimed and starting licking and sucking to
receive the desire of every succubus, a mouth full of hot cum from a strong
man.  Blackheart's balls erupted sending a torrent of spunk up his long
pole, as Blackheart's cum exploded into the mouths of the hungry succubi.
They drank, sucked, and licked, not missing a drop of the precious fluid.

   *Chapter 10: Take over.  *

   As Blackheart stepped off the flat wooden barge, he saw the irony and
danger of sixty four men and twelve succubi, about to take a castle and
town of thirty thousand.  The castle was two hours ride away and his
succubi scouts had already reported that the castle and farm lands were
quiet.

   Blackheart gave the signal to mount up and move out.  Chad helped King
Golden mount a pack mule.  One hour later with succubi flying overhead
Blackheart's forces entered the outlying farm lands.  The farmers were
doing what farmers do, when they noticed Blackheart's forces.  They
panicked and ran to the castle.  Blackheart expected this and waited until
he heard the alarm bells sound.

   As the bells sounded he and his meager force slowly moved forward.  When
his force was just outside of archery range of the castle, he had the king
ride forward.  The king looked ridiculous wearing dirty clothes, riding a
pack mule, and wearing his crown.  The castle gates were closing but the
drawbridge was still down.  King Golden knew he could probably run, but
that would be useless.

   The Dark Knight would return with his son impaled or worse.  He might
lay siege to the castle and town, then destroy it and everyone in it.

   "This is the King!  Open the gates and lay down your weapons.  We have
surrendered."

   "Run!  Sire Run!" The captain of the king's forces said.

   "No!" he replied.

   A short time passed.  "Can we come forward and speak, My King?"

   "You and five others, no more." The king answered as he was told to do.

   The gates opened.  The captain, his two lieutenants, the second high
priest and the third high priest came forward.  The king dismounted his
mule and waited.  When they were about five feet away the king shouted,
"Captain, kill those lying priests!"

   "The king is under a spell.  Let's hurry back to the castle!" the second
priest said.

   "I am under no spell, priest." said the king.

   "Then you have been taken in by Evil."

   "No priest!  I still believe in Good but no longer know what that is. 
For since the day I was born all I have learned and have been told is a
lie."

   "Sire, you have truly fallen," the priest said.  To the others he said,

   "We need not speak to this damned soul any further."

   "If I am damned you are damned with me.  For I know your secrets,
priest. You make babies with under-age girls."

   "Foul creature!  You are truly damned for speaking such lies."

   "Do I priest?  Shall we summon the girls?"

   "Yes, do so!  I could never commit such a sin."

   "Captain, find Patricia Bright Light and Cathleen Holy Bright and have
them join us."

   "Yes captain, fetch the girls." The priest smirked with confidence.

   It took twenty minutes to locate the two girls.  One was twelve summers
and the other was fourteen summers.  When they arrived, the two girls knelt
before the priests and king.

   "Rise, children!" the king said.

   The girls stood up.

   "Are you two virgins?" the king asked.

   Fearfully the girls hesitated, "Yes, My Lord."

   "There!  Now let us leave this damned soul." the priest said.

   "One moment, priest.  Let's summon the elder sister and have her verify
this."

   "No Sire!  Please Sire!  He told me it was penance for my sins." one
girl said.

   "And he told me, I would be excommunicated." the other girl added.

   "They lie!" said the priest fearfully.

   "You are the one who deceives, priest.  Captain, kill these deceitful
priests!" said the king.

   "Sire, it would damn me to hell!"

   "It would not!  Now kill them!"

   "Yes, Sire!" said the captain.

   The priests turned to run but were killed before they got five feet
away. The captain turned back to the king, "What will happen now, sire?"

   "You and all the people will live and learn the ways of Evil."

   "And you, sire?"

   "My life is forfeit for squandering the wealth of my people!"
acknowledged the king.

   "This will be my last command to all my people.  Lay down your arms. 
Surrender and learn the ways of Evil.  For I believe it has more truth than
Good."

   "My king.  I will make sure your command is carried out!" the captain
said.

   "One last thing, captain.  Kill all the foul priests for they are all
liars."

   "Yes, my king."

   The captain turned and as he walked he thought, "I am young.  Perhaps
there is a place for me in the Dark Knight's army." It might not be as a
captain, but he had heard that the Dark Knight's forces were well paid.

   As the evening sun began to set in the sky the surrender was completed
The king stood in front of his people.  "I have squandered the wealth of my
people.  For this and other crimes I must die."

   The king placed his head on a wooden block and his former captain swung
a great ax, severing the king's head from his body in one blow.

   "Good cut, private!" Brad said and tossed him a bag of gold.  "Private,
see to the old and infirm." Brad ordered.

   "Yes Sir!" the former captain said.  He walked off with twenty of the
former king's men to dispatch the old and infirm.  As he walked he thought,
"Bob is not a bad name.  I am a quick learner and perhaps some day I could
make sergeant or lieutenant." He smiled.  He felt as though he had been
freed.  He looked forward to the 'Orgy', whatever that was.

   Blackheart stood in the throne room and was disgusted by its opulence.

   "My Lord!  Such waste!" Zdks said.

   "Yes!  Where is the strength in this?"

   Cdks entered the room and approached Blackheart.  "My Lord!  The spies
wish to meet with you."

   "Send them in."

   A Succubus scout arrived and spoke to Cdks.  She smiled.  The spies were
escorted in.  The head of the spies, a man named Guy, arrogantly led the
other four.

   He approached Blackheart, "We demand payment."

   "You have already have been paid, spy." Blackheart retorted.

   Guy smiled, "Without the information we provided you would have had to
storm this castle."

   "Possibly.  How much more do you feel you are entitled to?"

   "Two hundred thousand in gold.  That is ten percent of what this castle
and lands are worth."

   "You are a little high but the information was worth it." He turned to
Zdks.

   "Succubi, see that these men are paid." Blackheart said with a wink of
his left eye.

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   Zdks with a slight smile turned to Edks, "Come young one, let us see
that these men are paid."

   Edks understood.  She picked her target and in less than five minutes
the spies were dead.

   "Well done, young succubus, but a right stroke up would have been more
efficient."

   "Like this, Master?" she replied, swinging her sword and showing the
stroke asked for.

   "Yes, young succubus."

   Zdks motioned to the succubi guards and they removed the bodies from the
room.

   "My Lord!  We have located the queen and the king's daughters." Cdks
said.

   "Where did you find them?"

   "They were in a cesspool below the dungeon."

   "Is the keep cleared?"

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   "Feed the holy bitches to the dogs!"

   "My Lord!  If I may suggest?" Zdks said.

   "What do you have in mind?"

   Zdks whispered to Blackheart.  When she was done, Blackheart looked
about the room and saw it was very defensible.  There were only two
entrances, one to the inner chambers and one to the entry way.

   He thought a moment, "More than half of the king's forces have sworn
loyalty to me." While they could not be totally trusted, he believed that
none of them had the balls to stage a revolt.  Especially seeing that the
king's former captain had just cut his former king's head off and was now
dispatching the old and infirm.

   "Zdks, let's do that.  Cdks, have the keep locked.  Post your succubus
guard, then join me in this room after it is done."

   "Yes, My Lord!" she smiled.  "Come young one, we have much to do."

   "Yes, Master!" Edks said and followed Zdks out of the room.

   Blackheart knelt in the middle of the throne room and raised his sword
to the heavens, "This Victory is yours, Fogul!"

   When he stood up, a bright light filled the room.  He drew his sword,
ready for battle.  In the light a spirit formed.  It had the form of a man.
He was nine feet tall with large wings but he had no cock or balls.

   "What the hell?"

   "Foul creature!  Do not speak such words!"

   "Whatever the hell you are, suck my cock!"

   "Silence!  Foul creature!"

   A massive spell struck Blackheart.  "Asshole!  Your stupid magic will
not work on me!"

   "Evil!  Vile Creature, this is your last warning.  Give back what you
have taken."

   "Kiss my Ass, BITCH!" Blackheart shouted.

   "Wretched Creature, do not call the Guardian Arch Angel such a name!"

   "Fuck off!" Blackheart enjoyed insulting this Good being with profanity.

   "You will die for your wickedness!"

   "Kill Me now, BITCH!"

   "Now is not the time!  Heed this warning.  If you step one foot on the
land of the last king of Good, I will slay you where you stand." The spirit
disappeared.

   Cdks entered the throne room, "My Lord!  What has happened here?"

   Blackheart turned and looked behind him.  To his left the king's and
queen's thrones were smashed to splinters.  The stone wall behind the
throne had a huge hole in it, with his outline in stone standing in the
middle of the hole.

   "I had a visit from the spirit of the Guardian Arch Angel." he answered.

   "The What?  My Lord!" Cdks exclaimed.

   "A nine foot tall, winged male with no cock or balls."

   "I have never heard of such a creature."

   "Neither have I.  However, it matters not.  I will battle the bitch in
five days time."

   "Five days?  My Lord!"

   "Yes!  That is when I will step foot on the land of the last king of
Good."

   "How will you prepare, My Lord?"

   "As Evil always does!" He smirked.

   "Yes, My Lord!" She smiled.

   "Help me with my armor."

   Cdks helped Blackheart out of his armor.

   "Sit by me.  Let us celebrate this victory.  The evening's entertainment
should arrive shortly."

   Blackheart sat on the second step that led to the destroyed throne. 
Cdks sat on the first step just below him.  Zdks walked into the room.  She
was topless and wore a thin silk veil that covered her crotch.  "My Lord!"
she said, "For your entertainment this evening we present the queen bitch
and her little bitches."

   The queen bounced into the room on her hands and knees.  She was totally
naked and had a big piece of white, fluffy, cotton glued to her ass.  The
queen wanted to struggle but she had an obedience spell placed on her.  The
spell was designed to make her obey, but not like doing it.

   "Speak, queen bitch," Zdks ordered.  "Wolf!  Wolf!" said the queen.

   "Good dog!" Zdks said.  "And now the little bitches."

   Edks walked into the room pulling two small dog leashes.  Attached to
the leashes were the queen's daughters.

   "Come on, doggies." Edks called.  The two girls were totally nude with
small cotton puffs glued to their butts.  They walked on all fours.  They
were under a spell, believing that they were girl dogs.

   When the queen saw her daughters she was horrified.  She wondered how
much more degradation she and her holy girls would face.  Blackheart smiled
and Cdks clapped lightly.  The queen's daughters were eleven summers and
ten summers.

   "Are you little doggies hungry?" Edks asked.

   "Wolf!  Wolf!" they barked.

   "OH!  Look, momma dog is here.  Would you two doggies like some milk?"

   "Wolf!  Wolf!" they responded.

   Edks led the girls to their mother.  "Get some milk, doggies."

   The girls each bit down on one of their mother's breasts and started to
suckle.  The queen shrieked.

   "Good doggies." Edks said.

   "OH!  Look, the boy doggies are jealous." Zdks said, and three large
dogs walked into the room.

   "Here boy, get momma!" Zdks commanded.

   It was easy to put dogs under a spell.  A large brown dog walked up to
the queen's face, rose up and placed his paws on the queen's back.  The
dog's pink cock dangled in front of the queen's mouth.

   "Open your mouth, momma.  The good boy dog has a gift for you." Zdks
commanded.

   The queen tried to struggle but she had no choice.  She opened her mouth
and the large dog shoved his cock into her mouth.

   "Suck, momma!  Suck the good boy's cock." Zdks commanded.

   The queen closed her mouth and began to suck.  The queen shuddered as
she sucked the dog's foul cock.

   "OH!  Look, the boys want to mate with the girls." Edks said.

   "Does momma want her girls to mate with the boys?  Momma, shake your
tail if you want the boys to mate with the girls."

   The queen was horrified as she shook her rear end.

   "Here, girls." Edks commanded.

   The girls stopped sucking, wagged their butts and crawled to Edks.

   "Do you good girls want to mate with the boys?"

   "Wolf!  Wolf!"

   "Good girls.  Put your heads down and wag your tails at the boys."

   "Wolf!  Wolf!"

   The queen continued to suck the large dog's cock.  The girls put their
butts in the air and started to wag their rear ends.  The queen could do
nothing but suck dog cock and watch.

   "Do you boys want to fuck the girls?" Zdks asked.

   "Wolf!  Wolf!" the male dogs barked.

   "Good boys.  Go fuck the girls." Zdks commanded.

   The large black dogs placed their paws over the girls' shoulders and
started to shove forward.  After several tries they both found the target
and stuffed about an inch of their cocks into the girls' dry cunts.  The
dogs adjusted and slammed their entire cocks into the girls' small holes.

   The girls screamed in pain but could not move.  As she watched the dogs
mount her holy daughters, the queen cried deeply.  The dogs began to piston
their cocks into the girls' small channels.  Blood and dog pre-cum provided
all the lubrication the boys needed to squeeze their growing knots into the
girls.

   The dogs' furry balls swung side to side against the girls' bald cunts.
Driving their cocks harder and faster the dogs' natural instinct took over.
The dogs started to howl as they pumped copious amounts of dog spunk into
the girls' swollen holes.

   "Suck his balls dry, momma!" Zdks commanded as the brown dog spewed hot,
slick dog cum into the queen's mouth.  The queen found herself sucking
harder, as she swallowed the bitter tasting dog spunk.

   As Zdks and Edks bowed, Blackheart smiled and Cdks clapped lightly.

   "Take them to the kennel." Blackheart commanded.  "And you two return
here."

   "Yes!  My Lord!" Zdks and Edks smiled.

   The black dogs dragged the girls a few feet before their cocks popped
out of the girls' cunts.  Dog spunk mixed with traces of blood poured out
of the girls' now gaping cunt holes.  The girls and the queen spent that
night and the next day and night servicing the ten male dogs in the royal
kennel.  When Zdks and Edks returned, Blackheart gave all three succubi a
very nasty cocking that lasted all night and into the morning of the next
day.

   One day later early in the morning Bob dressed the queen.  As he dressed
her the queen started to speak, "R---."

   "Bitch!" Bob slapped the queen hard across the face, "My name is Bob! 
Sir to you."

   After that, the queen lost all hope and accepted her fate.  She watched
as Bob the former captain of the king's army, now corporal in the Dark
Knight's army, beheaded her daughters.

   The queen had no tears left to shed, and silently prayed to the God of
Good to accept her daughters into his arms.  Bob tossed the bodies back
into the kennels and the dogs had a fine meal of royal flesh.  The queen
was numb and even this last horror did not affect her.  She prayed and
looked forward to meeting her daughters in heaven.

   Blackheart watched as the queen, dressed in light brown peasant garb,
confessed to squandering the people's wealth.  With her hair chopped short,
she placed her head on the wooden block.  Bob swung the great ax and the
queen's head dropped into a basket.  Bob smiling, retrieved the head and
held it up to the cheering, mostly nude crowd.

   "Continue the orgy until nine p.m." Blackheart commanded

   The crowd cheered.  Blackheart mounted his horse, "I go to smash the
last King of Good."

   The people cheered louder, "Victory to the Dark Knight!  Victory to
Evil!"

   The people continued to cheer, "Victory to the Dark Knight!" until
Blackheart rode out through the gates.

   Bob ordered his troops to take the body to the kennels and feed it to
the dogs.  As he turned to take the queen's head to the battle mounts, he
was approached by two nude young girls.

   "Sir!  Will you take us?"

   "I am on duty until noon." Bob replied.

   "Sir, we will wait for you."

   Bob smiled and walked away thinking, "Evil is indeed much better than
Good." He also knew he would have to gain more strength to go further in
the Dark Knight's army, but he was confident he could.  After all he was
only twenty three summers old, and had many more years of strength left.

   *Chapter 11: How it all started and greater Evil:*

   Qdks read the oldest tome.  Although she had read the tome many times
perhaps, she thought, she had missed something.

   With the word of life one God created the universe.  He created all the
worlds and the stars in the sky.  On the worlds He created every creature
of life including man and woman.  Other minor beings came into existence
from God's word of life.  These creatures included Orcs and other
creatures. However, after creating man and woman God was conflicted.  Half
of God saw man and woman enjoying their bodies as good.

   The other half of God saw the free expression of sex as evil.  The
conflict within God grew and soon the spirit of God split into the God of
Good and the God of Evil.  The God of Evil called himself Fogul.  The God
of Good chose no name.  The two kingdoms of the Gods were equal and could
not battle each other for it would be the end of all things.  And that is
how it all started.

   *The battle between Good and Evil: *

   The God of Good created Angels to aid the people of Good.

   Fogul took a woman and changed her into the first succubus.  After the
change, the succubus became the most beautiful of all women.  Fogul knew
that the succubus needed a powerful male.

   He took a man and changed him into the first Dark Knight.  He then
bonded the succubus and the Dark Knight.

   Thus began the battle between the people of Good and the people of Evil.
This battle will continue forever, for there is no end to time.

   Qdks closed the tome and knew the Guardian Arch Angel was a new Angel
created by the God of Good to defeat her Lord.  He was the greatest of all
the Dark Knights ever known in the long memory of the succubi that went
back to the first succubus.  She gathered as many of her sisters as she
could without putting Darkheart in danger.  She led them to the small
chapel where they stripped.  In a wild frenzy of sex they prayed to Fogul
to grant their Lord strength in the upcoming battle.

   Blackheart left Brad as the commander of the castle and augmented Brad's
forces with two hundred of his own men.  The extra forces were due to
arrive at the castle early that evening.  Blackheart knew the transition
would have problems.  But as he rode past the outlying farm lands, he felt
the people after many years of repression and degradation showed eager
signs of embracing Fogul.

   Blackheart also sent orders to reposition the populations of the two
newly conquered towns, offering those who left, land in the town that was
now empty.  The bulk of his army was moving one day behind him and would be
ready to storm the last castle if it was necessary.  As he rode along the
forest trail he played in his mind how he would fight the Guardian Arch
Angel.

   As the sun rose, Blackheart mounted his horse.  He was one hour away
from the border of the King of Good's land.  He signaled the succubi to
scout ahead.  About fifteen minutes later Cdks returned and flew down.

   "My Lord, the field is empty and there is a white flag flying in the
center of the field."

   Blackheart was puzzled.  Was this some kind of trap?  He decided to move
on.  When he and his troops entered the field, he saw that there was indeed
a large white flag in the center of the field.  The center of the field
marked the border of the land of the last King of Good.

   Cautiously wearing black leather armor and with one hand on his sword he
rode forward.  When he was five feet from the flag he ordered a halt,
dismounted, drew his sword and walked towards the flag.

   When he reached the border he crossed, raised his sword and yelled,
"Come on, Bitch!  Kill me if you can!"

   Nothing!  Blackheart waited a few moments.  He turned and called back to
Chad, "Bring me the battle flag, but do not cross the border."

   Chad rode forward and Blackheart stepped back and took the flag. 
Blackheart again crossed the border and planted the flag.  When the flag
pole hit the ground, a bright golden light filled the sky.

   In the light the spirit of the Guardian Arch Angel appeared.  The Angel
spoke, "This land is no longer good.  You have won this round, vile
creature.  But be warned, foul creature.  Do not go beyond the mountains."

   "Or what?  You kill me, BITCH!" Blackheart laughed.

   "No, wicked one!  Not I.  Beyond the mountains is an Evil much greater
than you." The spirit disappeared.

   "My Lord!  A greater Evil?" Zdks asked.

   "I am as mystified as you are.  We will camp here for the night.  Cdks,
send back and have the light horse join us with all speed."

   "A prudent move, My Lord!" Chad said.

   "Yes!  Chad, a traitor can never be trusted." Blackheart knew that
unlike the towns where the entire population revolted, someone had to lead
a revolt against a king.

   The next day the one thousand light horses arrived.  After they rested
for a few hours Blackheart gave the signal to move forward.  They reached
the castle about mid-day.  Hanging over the castle walls were the bodies of
the king and queen, their three children, and about one hundred other
bodies.

   White flags were everywhere.  Standing outside the castle was a group of
ten men.  One of the men was wearing the king's crown and had the king's
golden scepter in his hand.  When Blackheart was about fifty feet away from
the men, he raised his hand signaling a halt.  Blackheart waved to the men
to come forward.

   The men walked towards Blackheart.  When he was close enough, the new
king started to speak, "Dark Knight, we surrender.  Tell me your laws, and
I the king of this land, will ensure that the laws are obeyed."

   "Seize that fool!" Blackheart ordered.

   "But!---But!" the new king mumbled.

   "Silence!  You will point out all those who took part in this revolt and
then you will die quickly.  If you refuse, you will be a very long time
dying."

   The new king sniveled and nodded 'yes'.  Four of the men, Blackheart's
spies in the castle, tried to speak but their lips were also sealed.  Two
hours later as the entire population watched, the new king and his court
we're be-headed.  All those they had pointed out were executed along with
the old and infirm.

   Blackheart had the succubi search for information about the mountains.
In the castle library they found a very old map that marked a pass through
the mountains.  In a very dusty tome they found a reference to an
expedition by one hundred of the king's best men that went through the pass
over 200 hundred years ago and never returned.  In the high priest's
chambers they found another tome.

   In the tome was a reference to the expedition.  About fifty years after
the expedition, an old man was found lying in a pasture.  He was carrying
the crest the king had given the commander of the expedition.  The man
raved about great Evil for a day and then died.  Written under the passage
was the beginning of a prayer to the God of Good to protect the people from
the Evil beyond the mountains.

   It would be winter soon and that would be a poor time to mount an
expedition.  Blackheart decided that in early spring he would go over the
mountains, find this sacrilegious Evil, and destroy it.

   Six days after Blackheart had taken control, the castle had been
stripped of all its opulence.

   Qdks arrived and spoke to Edks.  "Young succubus, you have been taken 13
times by your seed father.  Normally you would become a sex toy.  However
seeing that your seed father has gained much power you now have a choice.
You may remain the Dark Knight's plaything until you are 12 summers and
gain much more power than any succubus before you, or you can become a sex
toy."

   For Edks the choice was clear.  "Elder, I choose to be the Dark Knight's
plaything."

   "A wise choice, young succubus.  After duty, each day you will report to
the Lord's chamber, or any time at his command."

   "Yes, Elder!" Suddenly Edks sensed something strange.  "Elder?"

   "Yes, young one, I sense it too." Qdks said.

   ----------

   Chad was sitting at a small table in the brothel.  On the table was a
large tankard of mead.  He and the bartender were the only ones there. 
Chad lifted the tankard and a very pale looking female walked in the door.
The female was dressed in a black silk dress.

   "Out, woman!  You are not allowed in here!" the bartender said.

   "I go where I please!" the pale female retorted.

   Chad groaned.  Another dumb bitch.

   "Get out Bitch, or lose your head." Chad said.

   The female laughed, "Make me, little man."

   The bartender picked up a large club and started towards the female. 
Before he got two feet he was knocked back by a forceful blow.  He smashed
into the bar and collapsed to the ground.

   "What the hell!" Chad thought, and jumped to his feet knocking the table
over.  The tankard of mead flew into the air and splattered everywhere.

   "We are alone, captain!  Come on over here and take me.  If you can!"
she said.  She greatly underestimated his strength.

   The pale female stripped off her dress to reveal a sheer black silk top
and matching bottom.  As the dress glided to the floor she bared two long
fangs.  Chad had heard about vampires, but he had never seen one before.

   So he laughed, "Why would I want a dead piece of shit like you?"

   Chad was hit by a very meek force blow.  "Dead shit!  A baby hits harder
than that!" He snickered.

   The female screeched and charged towards Chad.  She was met by a
thundering right fist.

   As teeth exploded out of her mouth, her jaw was shattered into several
pieces.  Her head snapped back, breaking every bone in her neck.  Her feet
slid under her and she crashed to the floor.  Her eyes rolled in their
sockets.

   "Still here, dead shit?" Chad snickered.  "OH!  I almost forgot." he
said in a mocking voice.  He smashed his hand into her chest pulverizing
her breast bones, and he ripped out her heart.

   "OH!  Look what I found.  Does this belong to you?" he said, holding the
still beating heart in front of her rolling eyes.

   "Oops!" Chad smiled and let the heart drop to the wooden floor.

   "Gee!  Someone dropped a heart.  Now we can't leave things like that
lying around, can we."

   With shock in her eyes the vampire watched as Chad's large boot stomped
down towards the heart.  As the boot hit the heart it exploded into
hundreds of small pieces.  Tiny pieces of heart flew everywhere, and what
was left was ground into the wooden floor.  As the vampire shrieked one
last time, Qdks, Edks and several other succubi entered the door.

   The vampire turned to dust.  "Is that what you saw, young succubus?"
asked Qdks.

   "Yes Elder, but it was not dust when I saw it." Edks replied.

   Chad laughed, as did Qdks and the rest of the succubi.  Edks did not
totally understand, but in time she knew, she would.

   "Young one, our Lord requires your presence and if you do not hurry you
will be late."

   "Yes Elder!" Edks said and ran off.

   Qdks dismissed the other succubi.  "Well Chad, it has been a long time."

   "Yes it has."

   "You do know I am now past the point where I can take a man?"

   "Yes Elder, I do."

   "But you still have something I want!" she smiled.

   "Now what could that be?" he smiled.

   The bartender stood up and rubbed his head.

   "You know very well." she smiled.

   "Well Elder, whatever you want you will have to take it from me.  Do you
think you still can, Elder?" Chad smiled.

   "Why don't we go upstairs, young one, and find out." Qdks smiled and
flashed her fangs.

   "Bartender, which is the best room?" Chad inquired.

   "Top of the stairs, Sir!  No charge!"

   When Edks entered the Dark Knight's chamber, he walked out wearing a
simple robe.

   "Succubus, you are late!" Blackheart snarled.

   "Shall I take the position, My Lord?"

   "No.  Follow me."

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   Edks followed him into the queen's old bedroom.  The room was now devoid
of furniture and had a practice dummy.  Sitting at attention in the center
of the room were two large black wolves.

   "Succubus, take care of my boys."

   Edks quickly stripped.  She placed her weapon and uniform on a small
hook.  She turned and got on her hands and knees, wagging her rear end at
the wolves.

   "Succubus, what are you doing?" Blackheart asked.

   Slightly confused she retorted, "I do not know, My Lord!"

   "Succubus, did you not choose to be My sex toy?"

   "Yes, My lord!"

   "Do you not know what that means?"

   "Yes, My Lord!"

   "Then why are you not sucking my boys' cocks?"

   Edks now understood.  Her bottom holes would still belong to the Dark
Knight and no one else.  She scooted over to one of the Wolves.  The wolf
rose up and presented her his large red cock.  She opened her mouth and let
the cock slide into her mouth and halfway down her gullet.  Slowly she
began to bob her head on the wolf's cock.  It tasted different from
Blackheart's cock.  As she sucked she inhaled the wolf's strong odor.  It
smelled like a hunter but stronger.

   "Suck, girl." Blackheart said and slapped her rear end.

   Blackheart removed his robe and knelt behind the girl.  He looked at her
cute butt and hairless cunt.  He played a choosing game in his mind and her
cute little brown butt hole won.  Spreading her soft butt cheeks he placed
his monster cock-head to the tight entry way.  With a hard unrelenting
shove his monster cock slid into the tight dark channel.  He took her by
the hips and stood up, lifting the wolf and her.  When she was at just the
right angle, he slid her up and down on both cocks.

   Being reamed at both ends, Edks quickly shivered with orgasm.  She
played with the wolf's balls, urging them to give up the prize.  The wolf's
balls tightened and a torrent of super heated wolf spunk gave Edks the
prize she sought.  She sucked and swallowed hard, not missing a drop.

   When the wolf finished, Blackheart slid her off the cock and onto the
second wolf's cock.  Back and forth she went, losing track of how much wolf
spunk she had swallowed, before she felt a hot blast of cum fill her
bowels. It was all too much for her young body and she passed out.

   Blackheart smiled and slid her off his long cock.  He carried her to his
bed and placed her in it.  He went back to the exercise room, cast a spell,
and the wolves disappeared.

   He put his robe back on and pondered, "Was the great Evil vampires?  To
the Good, they would seem very Evil."

   To him they were nothing but dead shit and they could not be from over
the mountains.  The distance would be too far to send a powerful scout.  He
would have all the succubi and his elite find all the dead shits and their
stupid human consorts tomorrow.  A bit of overkill.  He smiled and decided
to rest.

   As winter's first snows began to fall, Blackheart redistributed his
troops and ordered the destruction of all the minor creatures in his
territory.  He kept his word to King Golden, to let his son live.  The boy
was put under a powerful spell, making him believe he was an orphan stable
hand.  He would spend the rest of his life shoveling shit.  Blackheart gave
his old castle to the succubi and made plans for the spring.

   All substandard farm land would be turned into pasture.  The
dispossessed would be put to work building and improving the road system.
He ordered the construction of three secure teleport centers, one for each
castle.  The homes of the wealthy were leveled and the ex-dukes and rich
cheating merchants were put to work on the road system.  Servants of the
rich were given a choice, to go with their old masters or learn how to
farm. Those who went with their masters lasted much longer than their
pampered masters did.

   Managing such a large territory was boring to Blackheart, but he saw
strength and wisdom in proper management.  He spent one third of his time
exercising, another third attending to the needs of his succubi, and the
other third running his domain.

   Warriors were at the top of the social order in his domain, and farmers
were at the bottom.  Craftsmen, healers and alchemists were slightly above
farmers but only the best and most innovative were allowed to continue
their craft.  A system of education already in place was extended to
encompass all of the newly acquired territory.

   Everyone was taught swordsmanship, how to read, the use of numbers and
farming skills.  Those who showed warrior potential were selected for
military training.  Further selections were made for those who showed an
aptitude for healing, alchemy and craftsmanship.  As winter ebbed
Blackheart's domain ran like clockwork.

   *Chapter 12: Eighteen Summers:*

   With the arrival of early spring Blackheart and his forces moved out of
the castle.  His force was made up of fifteen elite, twelve succubi, one
hundred of his best horsemen, and five wagons loaded with supplies.  Cdks,
Zdks and Edks were part of the expedition.  He kept six succubi as flank
scouts and six were forward scouts.  He left Qdks as commander of the
castle.  The force spent two uneventful days moving towards the pass.

   On the morning of the third day a succubus returned and spoke to Cdks.
Cdks flew down, "My lord, the pass is ahead.  It is very wide, at least one
thousand feet."

   "A thousand feet.  Odd," Blackheart thought.  Chad was on his right and
Edks, who looked tiny compared to the war horse she rode, was on his left.
Blackheart signaled forward.  As they cleared the woods the mountains rose
up before them.

   The mountains looked to be at least a fifteen hundred feet tall with
snow-covered tops.  The pass was indeed odd.  It looked like it had been
carved through the mountains, like someone had taken a great ax and chopped
the mountains into two parts.  Huge jagged rocks on the sides of the pass
glistened in the sunlight.

   The ground was covered with small rocks and pebbles and almost looked
like a road.  It took almost the entire day to ride though the pass.  As
the sun started to set the pass ended and a large expanse of prairie
grassland stood in front of them.  Blackheart looked at the land and
thought it would make excellent pasture land.

   The next day the expedition continued.  They rode ten more days before a
succubus scout returned and reported some kind of settlement about five
miles ahead.  It was almost noon.  Blackheart decided to call a halt until
he could get more information.  About one hour later a succubus scout
returned and reported directly to him.  Blackheart listened as she spoke.

   "My Lord!  The camp is unguarded.  There are about two to three hundred
tents and a large number of cattle, sheep and horses.  The inhabitants wear
very little or no clothing and in the center of the tents there is a giant
stone-shaped cock."

   "A What?" he asked.

   "My Lord!  A giant stone-shaped cock."

   "What in all creation is going on here?" Blackheart thought, "Naked
people, no guards, and a giant stone cock?" He decided to move forward.  He
and his guards would lead, with the one hundred horsemen about two hundred
yards behind him.  He would leave six succubi to guard the supplies.  The
rest he would take with him as flankers.

   It was a little less than an hour later, and the strange encampment was
about one thousand yards away.  Slowly Blackheart and his forces moved
forward.  When he was about three hundred yards away, he noticed a small
group of completely naked young females smiling and holding flowers.  The
group was moving toward him, so he called a halt and waited.  As the group
moved closer, he noticed that they seemed to be very giddy.

   When the group was about ten feet away Blackheart raised his hand and
said, "Stop.  Do not come any closer."

   "Sir Knight, we are peaceful.  Join us," a very pretty young girl said
with a smile.

   "You speak our language?"

   "Yes Sir Knight, we all do."

   "Who are you people?"

   "We are the worshipers of the great penis.  Do you have a big penis, Sir
Knight?"

   "Penis?" Blackheart said.  He noticed he was beginning to feel giddy.

   She turned to the other girls and they whispered to each other.  The
girl turned back to him, "Holy baby maker thing, Sir Knight."

   Blackheart laughed.  He knew he had found the Greater Evil, and it was a
bunch of pagan cock worshipers.  Blackheart, still a little giddy, raise
his sword, "Kill them all!"

   "Sir---." the pretty young girl said, just before her head flew into the
air.

   Less than ten minutes later, Blackheart's men were clearing the
campgrounds of dead bodies.

   By the time the sun set Blackheart's troops had efficiently demolished
the giant cock and transformed the settlement into a military encampment.
Blackheart raised his sword to heaven, and a burst of golden light crossed
the sky.

   The Guardian Arch Angel appeared in the light.  Blackheart turned his
back to the spirit and declared, "This victory is yours, Fogul!"

   "Blackheart!" shouted the spirit.

   The Dark Knight ignored the spirit and sheathed his sword, and he
continued to walk back to the encampment.

   "Vile creature, you will speak to me!"

   Thunder roared in the sky.  A massive bolt of lightning struck
Blackheart's tent and it was instantly incinerated.

   "I will destroy all here if you do not speak to me," the Angel
threatened.

   Blackheart smiled.  He knew it was all a bluff and he continued to walk.
The succubi were knocked from the sky.  Blackheart walked towards Edks. 
All the tents in the encampment were incinerated.  Edks' eyes bulged at her
Lord's arrogance in the face of such a powerful looking being.  Lightning
danced about, striking the ground.

   Blackheart whispered to Edks.  The young succubus smiled and trotted
just past the smoldering camp.  She turned her back to the spirit and
pulled her bottom armor down to her feet.  Bent over she wiggled her naked
small ass at the spirit.  Frustrated, the spirit disappeared.

   "Hail Blackheart!" erupted throughout the camp.

   Blackheart turned towards Edks, "What are you doing over there, young
succubus?"

   Edks pulled her bottom armor up and giggled, "I do not know, My Lord!"

   All the men and succubi laughed, and then shouted louder, "Hail
Blackheart!"

   Blackheart raised his hand and silence filled the air.  "Succubi,
men,let us give thanks to Fogul."

   Everyone raised their swords and almost in unison shouted, "Praise
Fogul! Victory to Blackheart!"

   Using the pagans' tents the camp was efficiently reconstructed. 
Blackheart looked at the stars in the sky.  This encampment would be a
perfect place to build a fortified town.  There was a large lake less than
five miles from here.  The lake had several large streams running toward
the mountains and less than four miles from this spot was a huge coal
deposit.

   Within four moons construction of the fort was well underway.  The
building of a teleport center greatly aided in the construction. 
Blackheart was back at the castle, now named the Heart of Fogul.  He would
receive dally updates on the progress of the fort.  Today's report
contained good news and bad.  His forces had destroyed the last of the
pagan cock worshipers.  The bad news was that a huge forest of very dense
trees bordered the entire plains.  He would have to find a way to cut a
path through the forest which would take time.

   He turned and looked at the map hanging in the old throne room, now his
headquarters.  With the addition of the plains area his domain was now
nineteen hundred square miles.  Blackheart did not gloat over what he had.
What he wanted to know was what lay beyond the forest and how deep it was.

   Qdks entered the room.  "Excuse me, My Lord!" she said.  "They wait for
you."

   "Yes, let us go." He was so wrapped up in conquest he had forgotten
about the ceremony.

   "Too much for conquest, My Lord?" Qdks said as she escorted him.

   "Perhaps." He knew she was right, he had to spend more time relaxing.

   *Chad and Gdks:*

   Chad exited the portal and made his way to Gdks' quarters.  All was
going well at the new settlement and Blackheart had given him and his men
three days off.  The sun was going down and he quickened his steps.  He
wanted to arrive well before she did.  When he arrived at her door he cast
the spell that would open the door.  He entered the room and sat in a chair
waiting for her.

   About fifteen minutes later the door opened.  Gdks smiled, "Why are you
here, Captain?"

   "I have something for you!"

   "I am not sure I want what you have."

   "Are you calling me weak?"

   "Are you, Captain?"

   "Why don't you find out, succubus?"

   She grinned and charged towards him.  Chad sprang from the chair and met
her before she had gone five feet.  He quickly pinned her to the floor. 
Gdks was shocked.  He had not only gained strength but he was quicker, a
lot quicker.  Soon she found herself naked and tied up with her ass
sticking up in the air.  Chad admired her tight rear end and began to spank
her tight ass cheeks.

   When her rear end was nice and pink, he stopped.  "Well, succubus?"

   "You are strong, Captain."

   He smacked her ass hard.

   "Take me, Sir." She did not like relenting, but she knew he had earned
it.

   "That's better, succubus."

   Someone knocked on the door.  "Just in time," Chad thought, and went to
the door.  He cast the spell to open the door.

   Four of his elite guards stood outside the door, "Sir!  You are needed."

   "Damn!" he exclaimed, as though angry to be interrupted.

   He turned back to Gdks, "Sorry succubus, I must go."

   He turned and started to leave.

   "Sir!  You're not going to leave me like this?" she hissed.

   "No!  Succubus, these men will see to your needs."

   The men smiled and entered the room and started to undress.  Gdks' eyes
bulged.  Four elites!  Chad stopped at the door, cast it closed and sat in
the chair to watch.

   With a big smile he said, "Succubus!  Don't ever make me look weak
again."

   "Yes, Sir." Gdks smiled.  Now she knew, she had been truly paid back and
would never again make this strong man look weak.  As the men untied her,
she tried to fight but it was useless.  Soon she felt one of the men shove
his huge cock deep into her pussy and another shoved his huge cock deep
into her bowels.  She smiled.  This was going to be a long, painful,
pleasurable pay-back.  Chad smiled as he watched her nipples being terribly
abused and her holes being brutally used.

   *Blackheart's Ceremonial Duty: *

   Blackheart entered the chapel.  The chapel was fashioned from the
deceased king's children's quarters.  In the chapel was an eighteen
summer's succubus.  She was wearing a long silk black robe.  Her name was
Jdks.  Zdks and Edks stood at her left side and Cdks stood at her right.

   This was the rite of eighteen summers.  While all succubi were born
beautiful, as they aged that beauty increased until they reached their
eighteenth summer.  Eighteen summers was the peak of succubus beauty and
they would always look eighteen summers until they died in battle or in
ritual combat.

   Blackheart turned his back to Jdks.  Qdks helped him out of his armor.

   "I have reached eighteen summers," Jdks said.  "I am fully matured.  I
dedicate my body and soul to Fogul, and swear loyalty until death to my
Lord in life, Blackheart."

   Blackheart turned around.

   "I." Jdks paused when she saw the monstrous size of Blackheart's cock.
She had heard how huge it was but the sheer size of it was mesmerizing.

   Zdks whispered in her ear and she continued.  "I am his as he is mine."
She finished and let the ceremonial robe she was wearing drop to the floor.

   "Zdks, has this succubus passed the test of weapons?" Blackheart asked.

   "Yes, My Lord."

   "Qdks, has this succubus passed the test of mind?" he asked.

   "Yes, My lord."

   "Zdks, Qdks, do you accept this succubus as your sister?"

   "Yes, My Lord." They said together.

   "I too accept you, Jdks, as my sister and I give you my blood as a
symbol of our bond until death."

   Qdks gave Blackheart a sharp dagger.  Blackheart pierced his thumb.

   "Drink, sister." he said, and offered her his thumb.  She put the thumb
into her mouth and a few seconds later she convulsed with orgasm and power.
Qdks and Zdks took her arms to keep her from falling.

   As Blackheart watched Jdks, he decided he would have to reorder his days
in order to devote more time to his sisters.

   Jdks regained her composure.  "My Lord, I give you my blood as a symbol
of our bond until death."

   She stepped towards Blackheart and fully exposed her neck.  Blackheart
bared his fangs and bit into her neck, sucking her blood.  When he was
done, he stepped back.

   "Blackheart, Jdks, having accepted each other you must now consummate
your bond." Qdks said.

   Jdks smiled.  Her cunt was already on fire and could not wait to feel it
full with her Lord's cock.  She flew into the air, hovered over his cock,
and placed the fat head into her wet cunt.  She grabbed him around the
neck. Blackheart put one arm around her back, braced the other arm and
dropped to the floor, plunging his mammoth cock into her hot tight cunt.

   No matter which succubus he fucked, all their cunts seemed tailor made
for his cock.  Always tight, always wet, always hot, and they always rubbed
every inch of his cock.

   They gave themselves to each other and when Blackheart saw her eyes
becoming glassy, he let go and flooded her womb with a torrent of hot cum.
As Blackheart's burning cum hit her inner walls, she looked at her Lord and
passed out from overwhelming pleasure.  Blackheart eased his still hard
cock out of her delightful cunt.

   He looked at his other sisters and growled, "Why are you succubi just
standing there?"

   "We don't know, My Lord!" They all giggled, and hastened to attend to
his cock.  Blackheart thanked Fogul for blessing him with strength, power,
and for all his sisters.

   ----------

   Several hours later Chad stood over a completely exhausted Gdks.  He
looked down at her and said, "You are weak, succubus."

   She smiled at him and tried to get up, but she was too exhausted to
move. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.  Chad smiled, stretched out on
her bed, closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

   Blackheart looked at all his sleeping sisters.  He smiled, walked to the
altar, knelt and gave devotion to Fogul.

   The next day Blackheart learned the heavy timber woods were at least
fifteen miles long.  He knew it would take several months to fell the
timber and make a road.  He decided to use that time to attend to all his
sisters.

   With their lives greatly improved the people of the newly conquered
lands eagerly embraced Fogul and the ways of Evil.

   *Chapter 13: My life for yours.*

   Chad and six of his men waited as the last trees were felled.  The
succubi scouts had reported that the forest thinned out and less than two
miles ahead a group of people were picking strange red objects from rows of
trees.  It was late fall and this was to be a scouting mission for as long
as possible before winter set in.  Chad had six succubi and Cdks and six of
his best elites.

   When the last tree fell, he gave the signal to move out.  The two mile
trek took less than ten minutes.  The people picking the red objects
noticed him and his men but paid them no heed.  Cautiously Chad rode toward
the man who looked like the leader of this group.  As he rode closer the
man stopped picking the strange red objects and waited for him.

   When Chad was about ten feet away the man spoke, "Nice day, Sir.  My
name is Fred.  Are you from the castle?  I recognize your symbol of Fogul."

   Chad was surprised.  "No, I am from far away.  How is it that you know
the symbol of Fogul?  Are you a follower?"

   "Yes Sir.  I follow the ways of Evil."

   This was indeed strange, Chad thought.  "What is it that you are picking
from the trees?"

   "You have never seen an apple, Sir?"

   "No.  They are strange to me."

   "Here taste one, they are sweet." Fred said, and gave Chad an apple.

   At first Chad hesitated, and then bit into the apple.  It was sweet.

   The man smiled, "Come to my home, Sir.  It would be an honor.  We seldom
see knights."

   "I accept." Chad said and dismounted.  As he followed the man, he
noticed the women were smiling at him and his men.

   After walking about two miles Chad noticed a firm wooden structure.

   "That is my home, Sir." Fred said.

   As they moved closer to the house Chad noticed a garden, chickens,
several cows, and in a coral, two horses.  With the exception of the apple
trees this place looked like one of the farms in the towns he owned.  Fred
invited Chad and his men into the house.  Chad accepted, but said his men
should remain outside.  Fred understood.

   In the house were two scantily dressed young girls.  Chad placed one at
five or six summers and the other at three or four summers.  The girls were
cutting vegetables but stopped when he and Fred entered the house.

   "Nice Day, Sir." the girls chimed.

   Fred introduced Chad to the girls, "This is Carla.  She is five and one
half summers and is looking forward to becoming a pleasure girl."

   "Yes Sir, I can hardly wait."

   "This is May.  She is four summers."

   "Nice day, Sir."

   "Please have a seat, Sir." Fred said.

   Chad sat at a plain clean wooden table.

   "Carla, get some cool water for the knight."

   "Yes, Sir."

   "What is this place?" Chad asked.

   "This is the land of the Dark Knight, Blackthorn."

   Fred continued to tell Chad all about the land and its history.  When it
started to get dark, Chad explained he had some duties to perform.  Fred
understood, but several of the women looked disappointed.  Fred invited
Chad to return any time.  Chad had all the information he needed.  Fred
even gave him a map and a bag of apples.

   As the first icy winds of winter cut the air, Chad was sitting across
from Blackheart.

   He showed Blackheart the map and explained that there were two kingdoms,
one Good and one Evil.  They were at peace and had been for more than one
hundred years.  He also told Blackheart that the man Fred did not know why
they were at peace, but the rumor was it had something to do with Angels.

   Blackheart turned to Qdks.  She spoke before he asked the question. 
"The tomes only say that God created man and woman.  It does not say how
many men and women were created."

   The idea that God had created more than one man and one woman was
something he could understand, but making true peace with Good was a
concept that he did not understand.  Even when he signed the treaty with
the old kings of Good all who signed knew that it was not peace but
semi-war until one or the other won.

   "When spring arrives, I will challenge this other Dark Knight to
combat." Blackheart said.

   "My Lord?" Qdks asked.

   Blackheart looked at her.  He knew that she wanted to speak to him in
private.  It was the first time she had ever made such a request but he
would not deny it.

   "Chad, could you give us some time."

   "Yes, My Lord."

   Chad left the room.  Blackheart turned to Qdks.

   "My Lord!  We should go in force."

   "In Force?"

   "Yes, My Lord.  I believe this Dark Knight will refuse your challenge."

   "How can he refuse?"

   "He will offer some excuse, then order his troops to execute you."

   This did not make sense.  A Dark Knight could never do such a thing,
unless he was not what he claimed to be.  "We shall go in force then, and
you will command the castle."

   "My Lord." Qdks replied, an unspoken request not to be left behind.

   Blackheart looked deeply at her.  It was not a demand but a humble plea,
and again he would not deny it.  There were many things he did not
understand about the Elder but he accepted it and would not pry any
further.

   After Chad left, Fred was still puzzled by the appearance of men who
followed Fogul and were not part of the Lord's forces.  He did what he
thought best and reported what had happened to the local marshal.  The
marshal in turn reported it to his superior and so on until it finally
reached Guy, the commander of the Lord's forces.

   Guy hurried to Blackthorn's quarters.  When he entered, Blackthorn was
lying on some cushions, having his cock sucked by two very young girls.

   "My Lord." Guy said.

   Blackthorn groaned, "This better be important."

   "It is, My Lord.  There is another Dark Knight."

   "A what?" Blackthorn quizzed and jumped to his feet.

   "A Dark Knight, My Lord."

   "Get out of here, you sluts!" Blackthorn yelled, kicking the girls.

   The girls scurried out of the room.  "Are you sure this information is
credible?"

   "Yes, My Lord."

   "Damn!"

   "Perhaps this unknown Dark Knight is just a pretender, My Lord."

   "Yes, a pretender.  We shall set a trap for this pretender Dark Knight.
Guy, make all the necessary arrangements."

   "Yes, My Lord." Guy left the room.

   How dare he, how dare some Dark Knight destroy more than one hundred
years of peace, or even worse, challenge him to combat?  Blackthorn knew
that this Dark Knight whoever he was could mean his end, and he could never
tolerate that.  He would make sure this pretender would not get close
enough to issue any challenge.  This pretender would be long dead before he
ever reached the castle gates.

   Blackheart and his troops spent the winter training.  Blackheart split
his time.  Half he spent training and the other half tending to his
succubi. He let Qdks run his domain.  He had to be ready for anything and
having more powerful succubi was only a small part of his plan.

   It took two full days to send twenty thousand troops through the portal
and assemble them.  It took another twelve days to reach the breach in the
dense forest and two more to move through the new forest road.  Blackheart
had thirty six succubi and Cdks, Edks, Qdks and Zdks with him.  When his
forces cleared the forest road, all was quiet as he had been told it would
be.

   However he noticed, Qdks seemed to be withdrawn.  He kept his hand on
his sword as he moved ahead of his troops with his elite guard.  His troops
moved two days through orchards and well kept farm land with the population
paying them no heed.  On the morning of the third day his succubi scouts
reported a group of about seventy five men waiting a few miles ahead,
across a small bridge.

   "He has what?" Blackthorn quizzed.

   "My Lord!  The riders report at least fifteen thousand troops."

   "Damn!  Sound the alert."

   "Alert, My Lord?" None of them had any experience with combat.

   "Damn!  Damn!  Just have all the troops man the walls and close the
gates."

   "Yes, My Lord."

   "You!  Get my armor and sword." Blackthorn said to another one of his
guards.

   "Yes, My Lord."

   "Damn," Blackthorn thought, "those traps better work."

   "It is a trap, My Lord," Qdks said, flying just to Blackheart's right.

   "This is no Dark Knight, this is a coward," Blackheart thought.  However
that is not what bothered him the most.  What bothered him was the fact
that no succubi had been reported in the enemy camp.  Where was this coward
keeping them?  Another trap perhaps, or as his personal guard?

   He gave instructions to Qdks not to reveal their presence unless
absolutely necessary.  He gave instructions to his commanders and ordered
them forward.

   When Blackheart reached the bridge one of the men on the other side
called, "Come forward and issue your challenge, Dark Knight."

   Blackheart gave a hand signal and five hundred horsemen split.  Each
half flanked the bridge, charged across the small stream, and surrounded
the men on the other side.  The men dropped their weapons and Blackheart
with his elites crossed the bridge.

   "Any word from the first trap?" asked Blackthorn.

   "None, My Lord." And so it would be with all the traps.

   After six days travel and several more traps, Blackheart netted some
three hundred prisoners to be dealt with later.  Blackheart was six hundred
yards from the castle walls.  He ordered his troops to set up a perimeter.
Within one hour nothing could get into the castle and nothing could get
out. He planted his standard and waited.

   "How much food do we have stored?" Blackthorn asked.

   "Enough for two days, My Lord."

   "Two Days, is that all?"

   "Yes, My Lord."

   "My Lord!  Perhaps if you explained about the Angels." Guy suggested.

   "Yes, the Angels.  That may just work.  They did tell my
great-grandfather that no combat of any kind would be tolerated.  Let's go
and tell this poor pretender Dark Knight the bad news." Blackthorn said
hopefully.

   It was barely mid-day but the sky grew dark.  Blackheart watched
Blackthorn ride towards him.  "Finally the coward accepts," Blackheart
thought.

   Lightning flashed against the dark sky.  When Blackthorn was a hundred
yards away, Blackheart dismounted and drew his sword.  As he waited, the
succubi hiding behind the heavy cavalry waited for the order to take
flight.

   When Blackthorn and his guard of twenty men were about fifty feet from
Blackheart he stopped, dismounted and said, "Leave this place in peace."

   "I challenge you to combat, Dark Knight!" Blackheart said and raised his
sword.

   "Combat is not allowed here." Blackthorn replied.

   Qdks gave the order and in an instant she and the succubi appeared at
Blackheart's side.

   As the succubi landed Blackthorn could no longer maintain his composure
and he urinated in his armor.

   "My Lord!  Forgive me, but the blood of my sisters is on this pig's
soul." Qdks exclaimed.

   "It's True." Blackthorn fell to his knees crying.

   Some men in Blackthorn's guard, those who knew the dark secret, ran. 
The others, shocked at what they saw and heard stood there.  Edks, who had
to walk, now stood by her sisters.

   "Speak, pig!" Blackheart commanded.

   "It's not my fault.  It was my great-grandfather.  He killed them.  He
killed them all.  The Angel commanded it.  And he killed them all."

   Blackheart had to use all his discipline to cool the rage burning in his
soul.  Then with a cold heart he stepped toward the foul pig.

   "Know this.  When the sun sets on this day all your seed and anyone who
may bear your seed will be slaughtered."

   "It's---" Blackthorn's head hurled backward and his body fell at
Blackheart's feet.

   The sky exploded in a bright golden light.  "You were warned,
Blackheart." the Guardian Arch Angel shouted.  "Destroy all your succubi
and live in peace, or die."

   "The way that pig lived is death to me, BITCH!" Blackheart retorted,
pointing to the headless body of Blackthorn.  "Now Bitch!  Kill me if you
can."

   "You, the one called Qdks, fulfill your oath.  Take your life for
Blackheart."

   "Foul Bitch!  Come take it yourself!" Qdks replied.

   "No Bitch, take mine!" Edks shouted.  Her voice was carried on and
repeated until all the succubi stood by their Lord's side, ready to die.

   "Then die!" The Guardian Arch Angel said, as forty two more Angels
joined him.  The Angels landed followed by the Guardian Arch Angel. 
Blackheart charged and hacked his way towards the Arch Angel.

   Leaving fourteen headless Angels in his path, he stood before the Arch
Angel.  The other Angels took to the sky.  Following after them the succubi
engaged them in battle.  Blackheart, dressed in black leather armor, struck
the first blow.  Clang!  The Arch Angel's body was like stone.

   "Even stone must yield," Blackheart thought as he landed the second
blow.

   The succubi outnumbered the Angels and they had another advantage, they
were creatures of the sky.  However the Angels were more powerful, making
the battle even.  Droplets of red and white blood fell like rain from the
sky.

   Fissures dotted the Arch Angel's body.  The cracks grew larger as
Blackheart targeted them.  The Arch Angel was stronger but Blackheart, due
in part to the lightness of his armor, was quicker.  A huge crack formed
from the Arch Angel's neck to his stone feet.

   Blackheart saw the fissure.  He evaded the Arch Angel's thrust, and then
cleaved his sword toward the center of the fault.  However as he stepped
into the blow, his feet slipped on the bloody grass.

   The Arch Angel back-stroked his sword.  Crack!  Edks stepped in front of
the blow.  Her sword shattered and her small body absorbed the rest of the
deadly blow.  "My--." She screamed as the sword hit her and she flew some
hundred feet, smashing to the ground.

   Blackheart quickly recovered and drove his sword into the fault.  The
fissure split, the Arch Angel's legs crumbled beneath him, and the rest of
his torso exploded into a fine dust.  The other angels disappeared as
quickly as they had arrived.

   Blackheart ran to his fallen succubus.  Edks was cleaved from her breast
to her crotch.  Blackheart knelt at her side and saw her small heart take
one last beat.  He raised his sword to the heavens and screamed, "My life
for hers!"

   The other succubi silently landed behind Blackheart.

   "My Lord!" Qdks said, "She is with Fogul."

   Blackheart looked at Qdks, "Yes.  Let us send this empty shell to our
Lord."

   Blackheart turned back to his fallen succubus and noticed that she had
the brightest smile on her face.  He lifted Edks in his arms.  He carried
her feathery light body and walked toward his battle flag, to the raging
cheers of "Hail Blackheart!"

   He ripped his standard from the pole and used it to cover Edks' body.

   ---------

   Light was everywhere.  Edks opened her eyes and wondered where she was.

   "Over here, child."

   She heard but the sound did not come from her ears, it was in her mind.
She turned toward a very bright light, "Who are you?"

   "I believe you already know."

   "Yes I do, you are Fogul."

   "Come child, let me show you your new home."

   "My Lord!  Are there any strong men near my new home?"

   "None strong enough for you, child."

   "My Lord!  Will there ever be one strong enough for me?"

   "Yes child.  Look and see the Dark Knight!"

   Edks saw an image in her mind.  It was an image of her seed father and
someone was kneeling before him.  She was pleased.

   "My Lord!  When will I see him?"

   "Not for a very long time, when he will sit at my right hand."

   "My Lord!  How can I wait such a long time?"

   "You have a choice, child.  You can sleep and dream of that day or you
can watch and wait."

   Watching sounded boring, especially since she could not take part.  "My
Lord, I would like to sleep and dream."

   "Sleep child, and dream of your Dark Knight, the one true Dark Knight.
He will have many sons, all great and strong, but none will be liken to
him."

   *Edks Heavenly dream:*

   "What are you doing over there, succubus?"

   "I don't know, My Lord." Edks replied, and ran to the Dark Knight.

   "My Lord!  You have the cock of a great horse!" she said, as she sucked
the black tip of the monster cock head into her mouth.  When the great cock
was rock hard, she flew into the air, placed the tip of the great cock to
her hot wet hole, and impaled herself on the wonderful cock.

   Each inch of the great cock was like heaven.  She shook with orgasm and
watched as the Dark Knight twisted her nipples and kneaded her soft breast.
As she milked the great pole and rubbed every gnarl with the inner walls of
her cunt, her orgasms were never-ending.  She thanked Fogul for making her
Evil and for giving her such a great seed father.

   *The End.*

   Author's Note:

   If you have read this story I thank you.  I ended it as it began.  It
was reaching epic proportions, and I believe it becoming more like a book
than a story.  I may continue it, but it will be with the son of the Dark
Knight.