The sweet scent of fresh blood, mingled with the potent smell of the Queen's fear, stimulated my every sense to its peak. She struggled weakly as Lilith, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, tore away the last remnants of her attire. Each precious piece of fabric fell onto the cold marble floor, fully revealing her exquisite body. Her unblemished pale skin, her full, rounded breasts, and her perfectly sculpted curves were now laid bare under my crimson gaze and Lilith's undisguised mockery.
The Queen let out a desperate, piercing shriek, but her cry was quickly stifled by the brutality that engulfed the entire palace. Her feeble resistance only intensified the perverse pleasure surging within me.
"Exquisite," I murmured, stepping closer, like a predator savoring its prey. She, the very symbol of this kingdom, would be the first gift I received from my conquest—a gift that would satiate not only my power but also my lust. I knelt before the Queen, my burning red eyes locking onto her blue ones, now filled with horror, humiliation, and cascading tears.
"Queen," I spoke, my voice low, steeped in dark insinuation, like a curse. "You will be my first female slave in this kingdom. You will obey me, not just with your body, but with your soul. You will offer everything to Azazel, the Demon Lord, without a hint of resistance."
The Queen attempted to spit at me, a defiant gesture, but she was too weak, only managing a choked gasp. I laughed, a cold and brutal sound that echoed through the grand hall. "Resistance is futile. You will learn to crave it. Crave my touch, crave my dominion."
I reached out, gently caressing her face, my thumb tracing over her trembling lips. Her skin was smooth and soft beneath my fingers, every muscle quivering under my cold touch. I felt the frantic beat of her heart, like a small bird trapped in its cage. A powerful possessive instinct surged, mixed with a burning desire. This was not merely about power or submission; it was about the absolute satisfaction of defiling a symbol of light and purity.
Lilith stood by, her eyes following my every move, her lips parted in a satisfied smile, the cunning grin of a succubus. She clearly relished witnessing the Queen's humiliation. Elara, still unconscious at my feet, seemed to sense the tension in the air, her body twitching unconsciously.
I leaned down, my lips lightly brushing the Queen's neck, savoring her unique scent—a mix of royalty and purity. I inhaled deeply, as if wanting to swallow her innocence whole into my chest, to make it a part of the darkness within me. The Queen shivered violently, trying to turn her head away, but I held her firmly with one hand, not allowing her to escape this "enjoyment."
"Feel it, Queen," I whispered, my voice laced with power and dark allure. "Feel the darkness invading you, from the depths of your soul. Feel the Demon Lord's lust engulfing you, little by little, burning you from within."
I activated the Life Drain skill. A surge of dark magic flowed from my hand into the Queen's body—not just a draining of mana, but of her very life force, like a molten stream seeping through her veins. She trembled violently, letting out a shriek of excruciating pain and utter panic, a shriek that was stifled into a sob. Her face contorted, her eyes glazed over, pupils dilating, and her life force seemed to be draining away bit by bit, leaving her weak and limp.
[HP +50! Mana +20!]
[Target's life force severely weakened.]
Her struggles grew feebler, gradually becoming soft and pliant in my arms, like a boneless doll. I did not want her to die immediately. I wanted her to live, to be my slave, to witness the complete downfall of her kingdom, and to forever bear the mark of her corruption under my hand. But I also wanted her to experience ultimate horror, to feel absolute helplessness.
Lilith watched with intense fascination, her eyes gleaming as if witnessing a highly anticipated performance. She knew what I was doing, and she reveled in it, delighting in seeing a symbol of light defiled.
"Master, it would be wise to take her to a more secure chamber," Lilith suggested, her voice slightly trembling with excitement and desire. "So you can... enjoy her more fully. I will prepare everything to ensure she cannot resist."
I looked up, my eyes sharp and filled with lust. "You are right, Lilith. I want her to feel every moment of this subjugation."
I lifted the Queen. She was now nothing more than a limp body, devoid of any resistance, completely in my arms. I handed Elara over to Lilith.
"Take Elara back to my private chamber," I commanded. "And you... will bring the Queen to a special room. I want a proper 'welcome' for her. A welcome she will never forget."
Lilith smiled wickedly, a grin that promised the darkest of pleasures. "As you wish, My Master. I will prepare everything to your utmost satisfaction."
I walked away, the Queen limp in my arms, like a new toy. The palace, now, belonged entirely to Demon Lord Azazel. The screams from outside had gradually faded, replaced by the satisfied growls of demons. The Kingdom of Elara, a symbol of light and faith, had been transformed into a realm of sin, lust, and utter corruption.
That night, in a separate chamber of the palace, meticulously prepared by Lilith to ensure no one could disturb or overhear, the Queen of the Kingdom of Elara endured a night of hell. She was imprisoned, humiliated in the most brutal ways, forced to witness her own destruction, and reduced to a mere instrument to satisfy the desires of me, the one who had stolen everything from her. All her pride, all her purity, all her dignity were crushed and defiled under Azazel's hand.
The next morning, I awoke feeling invigorated and powerful, filled with profound satisfaction. The Queen lay there, her eyes vacant, lifeless, like a forgotten doll after being thoroughly played with. She was completely broken, devoid of any will or resistance. A satisfied smile played on my lips.
"This is the new beginning," I thought. "A new empire. And those who dare to oppose me will pay with everything they cherish most. This Queen is just the start."