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Vaid Empire: Conquest
is a massive fantasy series that aims to mix
erotica
with the quality of a published novel. New chapters and artwork are released every month for free, with the completely optional possibility to receive early access on the official Vaid Empire Website. The Series focuses heavily on worldbuilding, story, and characters.
The world of Ayphieal is shattered and chaotic, with kingdoms and tribes of six distinctive races vying for territory amongst themselves. It is only when a young human warrior finally pushes back against the chaos that the world begins to shift towards order.
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42nd of Silla, 14 AVE.
Domani, Capital of The Vaid Empire.
"Utterly perfect, isn't she?" Vixin said as she held Jinilya to her breast, allowing her daughter to suckle. Overlooking Domani from Crescent Plaza, the thin shroud clinging to her shoulders fluttered in the night breeze.
Beside her, Salduin folded his powerful arms with a tension he wasn't entirely aware of. "Of course, Vixin. I could ask no less from the blood of The Creator." He peered down at the child, feeling a bead of sweat running down his bald head despite the cool night air. Every glance towards the little princess brought him a joy that stabbed his chest, too easily ripped away.
As Jinilya left her mother's royal nipple, she giggled as Vixin wiggled her fingers above her tiny face. Electricity danced between each digit, a display that never ceased to amuse the tiny Vaid. Salduin felt his throat tighten, watching the very manifestation of his faith flicker above his daughter. Who was he to breed with such a powerful creature? What luck had brought him into the service of The God Emperor? When the world remained brimming with the chaos they sought to push back, was it a blessing or a curse to gain something of immeasurable value?
Watching the princess adoring their child, Salduin's eyes sought the source of every quiet gust of wind, silently reacting to the smallest noises. His muscles remained tight, ready to defend Jinilya at a moment's notice.
"Relax, Salduin. None shall harm us here." Vixin briefly pulled her attention away from her giggling girl. She pressed her body closer to the large man, allowing him to feel her curves through the thin fabric. "I've never known you to be so strained."
Releasing a grunt, he maintained his defense. "Truthseekers and guards may protect her against living beings, though not from fate. I'll place myself before any storm that comes her way."
Vixin frowned as he guided her to take a step back from the ledge. "You should enjoy this moment with me fully. Is this not your victory? Your reward after a life of service to my father?"
Salduin nodded before glancing in the direction of rustling leaves from a decorative bush. When it proved harmless, he sighed. "Ah...you know I enjoy seeing her, Vixin. Never doubt that. If she's what I've earned, The Creator rewards his servants well."
"As do I." She smiled deviously as she pushed her rump against him. "I've summoned my little Fanir to my quarters for tonight, so you'll need to watch over Jinilya. The slaves may do much of the work if needed."
Salduin nodded absent-mindedly, glancing at the sound of a chirping creature flying in the darkness overhead.
"You understand why I must, don't you?" Vixin said when he didn't reply, unable to keep a hint of guilt from her tone. She turned around to face him. "I made a promise. Even the lowest servant deserves to be rewarded for their devotion."
"You're not my concubine, Vixin. You owe me no explanation." He shrugged, though granted her a lighthearted chuckle when her concern remained. Placing his hands on her slender shoulders, his tone softened. "You said yourself that you shall not be my love, and thus we are both free to act as we please. Still...even if you're not my woman, I'll always care for you as the mother of my child."
Vixin raised herself upon her toes to grant his cheek a gentle kiss. "As will I care for you. The man who granted me my perfect daughter shall always have access to my body. Though we can't produce another child together without my father's permission, there are
many
ways we may still enjoy each other."
Expression reddening at her sensual voice, he cleared his throat. "One child is more than enough to content me, Vixin." His hand found its way down her back, caressing her rump as he pulled her closer. Jinilya returned to her mother's young breast, a sight that caused his fingers to tighten.
Nestled between them, the infant princess appeared so delicate, so fragile. Salduin felt the world stretching out around them, carrying untold dangers that threatened to snatch her away. It was a curious thing to learn that he'd gladly give his life to defend such a small being, a choice he'd make without hesitation.
He would not fail again.
***
No hint of dawn remained when Fanir found himself within his mistress's private chambers. She had ordered him to sit at the small table placed against the far wall.
"How long has it been? Nearly a year?" Vixin watched a desperate grimace cross his scrawny features as he nodded. She took her time pouring a chalice of Zilrinian wine, watching him squirm in anticipation as she tested the dark purple liquid. "Almost four hundred days of chastity. You've been a brave boy for me, little Fanir. Are you ready for your release?"
Swallowing as his eyes traveled over her sitting form, her breasts visible through the thin fabric of her shroud, he nodded frantically. "Yes, mistress.
Please
."
Uncrossing her legs to allow the shroud's edge to drape between her thighs, Vixin savored the rushing lust she sensed from his exposed body. His gaze traveled down to see hints of what had been promised. Just a little longer, she reminded herself, fighting an urge to deny him forever. "Stand."
Obeying without question as he stood at her side, he fought to remain still as she reached over. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt her soft hand caress his testicles, causing the tip of his caged cock to leak.
"How pent up you are...these past moons must have been torture!" She frowned in compassion, feeling a wetness growing between her legs as she gently massaged his little orbs. "I'll ensure your reward is worth its price."
Biting back a whimper as his virgin manhood twitched, he nearly felt as though he could finish in her hand. Every second was an agony she had vowed to repay, granting him an urge to kneel and praise her generosity.
Chuckling, she stood to approach the bed, moving with deliberate slowness. Shrugging the shroud from her shoulders, she allowed it to flutter to the floor. Nude, she turned her head to smile back at him. "Well? Show me that I'm fit to be the mother of your child."
Heart rushing to the slight of her glorious form, he clambered to his knees at her feet. With permission, he dared to touch her thigh, pressing his lips softly to the side of her asscheek. He kissed her repeatedly, worshiping her flawless rump as he caressed her leg. The feeling of her feminine flesh forced him to leak further, leaving a dribble of clear liquid upon the stone floor.
Vixin closed her eyes as she felt him, reveling in his obsession. The controlled became the controller, the servant accepting her place as the master. No longer could she lie to herself, knowing she'd gladly trade his place. Tonight, however,
she'd
give the orders.
"Glorious...mistress..." he said between kisses, feeling the shape of her rear and thigh. "My mouth...is yours. My cock...is yours."
Stroking his hair lovingly, she felt his hands move from her leg to explore her hips and toned midriff. "Devoted little Fanir, your loyalty shall be an example to everyone. At this very moment, I can sense my ovum waiting within my womb. It's ready to mix with the seed trapped within your
poor
,
denied
little testicles. Are you ready to let it all out, my brave boy?"
Roughly caressing her skin as if she were a statue of his only goddess, he couldn't help but press his tight chastity cage against her leg. Desperate to feel a single hint of her touch, he lightly humped. "Yes mistress...YES!
Please
release me..."
The desperation in his voice nearly forced her to moan, loving every second she controlled his cock. She knew the agony of denial better than most, aware she bordered the line of cruelty. He had agreed to this, hadn't he? Did that excuse the rushing of juices moistening her pussy? Conflicted, she knew it was time for mercy, and yet...
"You've earned the right to cum, yet I'd see you first grow familiar with the body that shall bear your baby." She pulled away to mount the bed, her urges overtaking her mercy. "Come, little Fanir. Show me the devotion of your tongue, and I shall show you the ecstasy a Vaid can offer."
Cock straining as he watched her ease onto her back, spreading her royal legs, his eyes went wide as he was greeted by her waiting womanhood. A whimper escaped him, met with a perfection he could do nothing less than worship.
A gesture towards her foot incited him to start low. Joining her upon the oversized bed, he obeyed her silent command as he kissed the soft soles of her foot, then her ankle. Moving upwards with exquisite slowness that joined them together in maddening anticipation, his fingers caressed her lithe calf.
Vixin's hands found her breasts as she felt his subservient tongue lick up her inner thigh, moaning as she tweaked her nipples. Was this what Rosila had enjoyed? The obedience of a lesser creature? She pushed the thought aside with an aroused scowl.
Cock aching with each passing second, Fanir retreated to her other nimble foot. Licking her, he tasted the sweet scent of a Vaid princess, as if a mixture of pleasant flowers. He was merely a dirty mortal, he knew, reveling in the privilege of serving a goddess.
Up and up he traveled, worshiping every seductive inch of her legs until his loins hurt with denial. She sensed his pain, feeling her guilt flooding with arousal. His cock was her property, his pleasure under her control. She could throw away the key if she wished, damning him to a life without release. For a moment she craved to join him, serving a master while they begged in denial. A groan escaped her as two halves of her mind clashed, mistress and slave. Perhaps Rosila had truly broken her.
His fingers glided up her thigh, testing the limits of her permission. When she finally nodded to allow him closer, his heart raced. Gently, with a single finger, he dared to caress the pink lips of her delectable womanhood.
She chuckled when she heard him moan, knowing her body was releasing sensual pheromones far too subtle for his ordinary nose to detect. Meditation and study had only deepened her knowledge about herself, ever exploring her powers. She felt the hormones within her body keenly, coaxing them to shift until she was certain her fertility was at its highest.
Fanir's tongue met her labia, licking her as if fearful that a single misstep would damage such a precious object. Vixin moaned, using her thumbs and forefingers to massage her nipples. "Don't be afraid, little Fanir. Come. Show my wet pussy how much you crave your reward."
Obeying without question, the tip of his tongue pushed lightly between her labia. Exploring as he moved up and down, he gradually pushed deeper and deeper before switching his attention to her sensitive bud. Encircling it once, he flicked back and forth, receiving a moan from her lips.
"Good...
ahh
