The Knight and the Acolyte
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman
Chapter Seven: Breeding the Acolyte
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this.

Knave Angela – The Altar of Souls, The Princedoms of Zeutch

“Pater’s cock,” I breathed staring at my own dick.

I had a dick.

It had sprouted from my clit the same way Xera’s or Lady Delilah’s would. It was huge, a fleshy shaft throbbing against my stomach, the tip spongy and dark-red with excitement, the slit leaking clear precum that dribbled down to my belly. My pussy clenched about Lady Delilah’s girl-dick, the demigoddess over me, her breasts still heaving, flaming hair spilling about her shoulders, her face flushed with triumph.

“You have a cock, my Queen,” Sophia moaned, her head peering around Lady Delilah’s body, her lips sticky with our pussy juices. “Your clit turned into a cock.”

“As I promised,” Lady Delilah moaned. “A cock fit for the queen who rules the known world. The first human hermaphrodite.”

“Saphique’s feminine love,” Sophia breathed, her green eyes still wide. She moved around Lady Delilah, grasping my dick in her hand, stroking it. The lesbian acolyte stared at my girl-cock with such hunger, her small breasts jiggling. “You’re going to breed me, my Queen. I’ll bear your princesses.”

I shivered as her thumb slid across the crown of my cock. I had the sword. The birthright of my ancestor. And now a cock. Only men were fit to rule, in the image of our Holy Father, the god Pater. He ruled in Heaven, so men, the fathers of their nations, should rule upon the earth. Only in countries dominated by the freakish offsprings of the God Lust, beings with only one sex to their race, allowed females to rule. The degenerate Empire of Shizhuth to the east, the aberrant Queendom of Naith to the south.

But now…

I shivered as Sophia brought her finger to her lips, coated in my precum. She sucked it, eyes rolling back into my head. She was my concubine. She wanted me to be queen, to bear my children. I could have children with Sophia.

“Yes,” Lady Delilah purred, her cock withdrawing from my pussy. The sweet friction shot pleasure right to the tip of my cock. I groaned, the throbbing pressure aching. It was so immediate, so demanding that I satiate this turgid shaft, to relieve it and let it soften again by cumming. “You understand.”

“I guess,” I groaned. Lady Delilah wanted this, too. The surviving wife of my ancestor. And maybe my own wife… I squeezed my eyes shut. I needed to focus on my quest.

Kill the dragon Dominari and then…

What? Become High Queen of Hamilten just because I have the sword? It had power. That was undeniable. But to conquer the entire continent? To subdue the Princedoms of Zeutch, the Magery of Thosi, and the Kingdoms of Secare, Thlin, Valya, and Althos would take armies. And I’d have to conquer the free cities of the League of Seven, the city-states around the Nimborgoth. Even the orcs bent the knee to my ancestor, the dwarves gave tribute to him, and the elves signed treaties.

“You taste wonderful, my Queen,” Sophia moaned, her fingers popping out of her mouth and bringing me back to reality.

It was too much. I didn’t need to face that decision. I still had to survive Dominari. We were on the edge of the Desolation, near her lair. It could wait until after that and…

“Sophia,” I groaned as her hand stroked my cock, my dick throbbing. I had this wonderful gift to explore. My pussy clenched, Lady Delilah’s cum leaking out of my depths.

Licking her lips, Sophia purred, “Let me love you, my Queen. Worship you.”

“Yes,” I breathed.

She leaned down, her soft-brown hair spilling about her face. I groaned as she brought the tip of my dick to her descending lips. Her tongue flicked out. Pleasure coursed along my shaft. The merest brush of her tongue and her hard tongue stud sent pleasure sparking through me. My body convulsed. My pussy clenched. Such heat shot through me.

It was amazing. My pussy dripped with excitement. Tongue slid and swirled around my cock, the hard point of her tongue stud contrasting with the softer organ. My back arched. It was so incredible. There was so much sensation concentrated at the crown of my dick. Her mouth opened wide, sucking on it, engulfing the tip, her cheeks hollowing as she worshiped me.

My pussy clenched. “Sophia! You sweet, wonderful creature.”

Lady Delilah leaned on her side beside me, her breasts pillowing together, a soft smile on her lips. “Enjoy her,” she purred. “Breed her. Start a new dynasty. This time, Slata won’t triumph. She won’t destroy everything. Not with Saphique as our patron.”

“Yes,” I moaned, not caring what she said as my acolyte bobbed her mouth, sucking so hard on my dick.

My pussy clenched over and over. Every time she sucked, pleasure shot down my shaft right to my wet cunt. More and more jizz leaked out of me as I squirmed. It was incredible. Her hand stroked the base. And her other hand found my pussy.

I groaned as she stroked up and down my wet lips before sliding into my cum-filled depths. She pumped in and out. Her green eyes found mine, staring at me with such worship as she sucked and stroked and fingered me.

She was wonderful. Amazing. I loved her so much. These six months were worth it just for her. My disgrace, the fear, the pain. Worth it to have this loving woman. My submissive slave. I reached down, stroking through her brown hair as the pleasure built and built.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “You’re just a slut for my big cock now. Mmm, my slave loves my new dick. She wants my cum spurting into her mouth. Into her cunt. She wants to be bred.”

Sophia moaned about my dick. Her eyes fluttered, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked harder. Her fingers wiggled deeper into my pussy. She fucked them in and out of me, driving me wild. My pussy clenched about her digits, my body shivering, shaking, my hips thrusting up into her mouth, sliding my cock in and out of her warm depths.

Everything brought me closer and closer to exploding. A pressure built in my pussy’s depths. Her fingers caressed me in all the wonderful spots she knew so well. They wiggled and stroked while her tongue swirled and caressed. The tip of my dick throbbed as the round end of her tongue stud pressed into it, teasing me.

“Cum in her mouth,” moaned Lady Delilah, her eyes bright with passion. “Flood her. Enjoy your gift from Matar.”

“I am,” I groaned, my hips fucking up into my slave’s mouth. My lover’s hungry mouth. My pussy clenched on her fingers. The friction joined with her powerful suction. The pressure needed to explode out of me. “Pater’s cock!”

My body heaved. The pressure released. Cum flooded my acolyte’s mouth.

She moaned about my dick. She drank down my cum in mighty gulps. Her entire body shivered. She swallowed over and over. My cum poured down her throat. Her fingers plunged over and over into my spasming pussy, sending flutters of bliss through me.

“Yes! Gods, yes!” I panted as the rapture poured through me.

My body heaved with every blast. It was so different cumming with a cock than a pussy. The passion was immediate. The pleasure fired through my body. It didn’t ripple through me. It didn’t carry me on waves to new heights, it thrust me to them. I reached the peaks in moments, hung there, and then crashed into the gentler bliss washing out of my spasming pussy, mixing the two different climaxes.

“Mmm, yes,” Lady Delilah moaned, her hand lazily stroking her hard cock. “Now take her. Breed her. Give her what she truly wants.”

Sophia’s mouth popped off my cock. It was so sexy seeing the white stains of my jizz coating her lips, the glossy passion in her eyes. She pulled her fingers out of my pussy, bringing them to her hungry lips, sucking off the mix of my pussy cream and Delilah’s girl-cum.

“My Queen,” moaned Sophia after popping her fingers out of her mouth. “That was delicious. Ooh, I love girl-cum. It’s so amazing. Saphique has the right idea. This is what her followers need. Our daughters will rule the world and change the church.”

“Yes,” I moaned, caught up in the euphoria of my orgasm. My dick throbbed, still hard. I had to breed my concubine.

I moved, seizing Sophia. I wasn’t gentle as I pushed her down to the bedding, mounting her, too eager to fuck her to care about giving her any pleasure. She submitted to my lusts, her legs spreading, greedy hands grabbing my cock, guiding me to her pussy. She knew what I needed.

“Fuck me, my Queen,” she begged, pressing the crown of my dick against her fertile pussy.

“Yes!” I growled and thrust into my first cunt ever with my girl-dick.

My eyes widened at the rapture that greeted me. Her mouth had been wonderful, but her pussy…indescribable. Hot, wet, silky heat engulfed my cock. It slid against my sensitive crown and throbbing shaft. I drove deeper and deeper, her flesh clenching about my cock as she welcomed me into her depths.

The cutest moans escaped her lips. Her face contorted in pleasure as our breasts met. My large tits pressed into her small breasts. I had fucked her like this so many times with her dildo strapped to my waist. But this… This was so much better. So much more intimate. I was in her, united with her. I stared into her eyes, watching the pleasure my body gave her and not just the stone toy I wielded.

“My Queen,” she moaned, her body throaty with bliss as her thighs locked about my waist, her hips humping to meet my slow thrusts. “Yes, yes, breed me. Use me. I’m yours. Always yours.”

“Mine,” I groaned, savoring the word, savoring my ownership of her. It was such a precious gift to own someone, to receive their absolute surrender and trust. “Always mine.”

I wanted to pound her, to fuck her hard and cum in her depths, and yet I couldn’t. I wanted to take it slow, to make love to her. We were doing something more than fucking, we were about to create a new life together. So I savored the slow glide of my cock against her pussy, drinking in the rapture rushing down my cock to my wet pussy.

I kissed her. I claimed her lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth. She locked her arms around my neck, holding me, meeting my tongue with hers. Her tongue stud caressed me, that hard point that always felt amazing on my body.

Our nipples kissed and caressed. Our skin pressed tight, sliding past each other the same way her pussy slid past my dick. My ass clenched with every thrust, driving into her pussy. Juices leaked out of my cunt. They stained my thighs and had to dribble down my cock to mix with hers.

And the heat of her pussy… Magnificent.

My dick throbbed as I pumped away. Slowly, I moved faster and faster, Sophia matching the rhythm. We worked towards a common goal, heaving and groaning, eager to have our release, to share our essence. My girl-seed fertilizing her pussy.

“My Queen,” Sophia gasped, breaking our kiss, her eyes fluttering.