Chapter 82: Deflowering and Breeding His Daughters

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Queen Tinia – Drakin Castle

The howl of the werewolves drew my attention. I rose from my bed, clutching at my belly. I was round with my king’s baby. A son, Oberoy’s brother. I was seven months along. It had been so long since King Kurtis had been to his domain. So long since he set off to find and save his father.

I moved out onto my balcony. The werewolves filled the Haunted Forest with their cries. I stared out into the dark woods. The faeries who lived here buzzed with excitement. They flew this way and that, their wings flapping. The women all had butterfly wings like mine, the males had dragonfly wings.

“What is going on?” I called out to busty Sweetdrop. Her belly was as swollen as mine. The pink-haired fairy landed by me.

“Why, he’s back!” squealed Sweetdrop. “My queen, he’s back. The king has returned to us!”

I shivered in shock. Such joy swept through me at those words. I couldn’t believe it. I fanned my face, my entire body quivering with the excitement of this moment. He was back? Truly? He had succeeded in saving our father, Las?

What a mighty deed.

“Then we must prepare,” I gasped. “My jewelry!”

“Yes, my queen,” Sweetdrop squealed.

She flew to my dressing table and opened the large jewelry box. She began pulling out the gold necklaces adorned with polished jet and alabaster. She draped those over my head so they hung across my breasts. Then belly chains adorned with opals went around my waist. She adorned my fingers with rings. Blue topaz and garnets and citrines.

I was so excited.

I flew through the palace, the fairies who lived here all moving to the same place I was heading. The throne room. The howls outside were so exciting. The werewolves were so eager to have their packmaster back. Moon and the others were all pregnant, too.

All swollen with King Kurtis’s daughters.

I reached the throne room, adorned only in my jewels. That was how a queen should greet her returning king. I settled down on my throne, my heart beating with such excitement. It was hard not to squeal in giddy delight. I was so ready for him to return.

The fairies gathered in the court. We had rebuilt Drakin Castle to its former glory. Using our magic, we had fixed the damaged walls. Everything about it was in pristine order. I was so glad for that. I took a deep breath, my breasts rising and falling.

The howls were in the castle. They echoed down the hallways. Two fairy guards opened the doors and there he was. Kurtis, our king. All the fairies bowed as he strode in. He looked so confident as he marched in warring those gray robes he liked. His two sister-wives were with him.

Pyrriah had blue hair. How strange.

Both his sisters were starting to show their own pregnancies. They were a few months along. Behind him came his mother, naked and collared, the chain clutched in her hand. Beside her was a slender woman also with a collar about her neck. She held Azuliana’s hand, her hair white and flowing. A sylph. Two more sylphs followed her in, also collared, then came a moon nymph. She danced with joy, a lamia at her side. Nephi arrived along with the rakshasas. Then came my son wearing his own collar.

The leash was held in the demon’s hand. Oberoy looked so happy as he walked before the demon. He had his back straight. He looked so changed from how I remembered him. That was a remarkable sight to witness.

I couldn’t believe how confident he looked. He had grown strong.

“My King,” I breathed as Kurtis approached me. I motioned to the seat beside me. There were two more for his sisters flanking ours. “Your throne awaits.”

“My queen awaits,” he said and he shrugged off his robes. He was hard and throbbing. He was ready to take me before the entire court. Before all the fairy who lived here. I quivered in delight as I rose from the throne, my swollen belly thrusting out before me. “And I see my son awaits.”

“Yes,” she said. “I shall name him Erltis. He shall be our heir and sit on our throne.”

Kurtis nodded. “Of course. He shall be the King of the Fairy. My other sons and daughters, well, they will have their own places.”

“Or find them,” Lasla said, rubbing at her belly. She then shot a look at Pyrriah. Did the two know something about their children?

I reached my king. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the lips. I shuddered at the feel of his mouth on mine. He thrust his tongue into my mouth. He worked it around. I trembled at how wild that felt.

My pregnant belly rubbed into his stomach. His hands slid down and stroked the sides of my fertile swell. My pussy clenched, so eager to take him in me again. He broke the kiss and motioned to the side.

Oberoy was there. Beliala had let him off his leash. He stood naked and handsome, his cock thrusting out before him. He wasn’t as big as Kurtis, but Oberoy was still Las’s son. His dragonfly wings fluttered behind him.

“Mother,” he said and cupped my face with confidence.

My son kissed me before my husband. I groaned into his mouth. I loved the feel of his lips on mine. It was wonderful making out with me. His tongue thrust past my lips. I shuddered at how bold that was. My, my, he was growing up.

I shuddered as our lips worked together. Kurtis moved behind me. His hand slid onto my shoulders. My wings fluttered, brushing his strong chest. He massaged me as I made out with my beloved son.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “You both have returned to me. This is such a joyous day.”

“Yes, it is,” said Kurtis as he pressed down on my shoulders. “Kneel, and take your son into your mouth. Welcome him home the way a mother should.”

“Mmm, yes,” Azuliana purred.

My knees bent. I shuddered as I sank down and down to suckle on him. I had to nurse on him. I was so hungry for that. I would just gulp down all his cum. That would be something beautiful. I knelt before him as I opened my mouth wide.

I swallowed my son’s cock.

“Mother,” he moaned as I took him into my mouth.

I closed my eyes and loved him, my wings flapping. My wings fluttered as I bobbed my head. I worked my lips up and down his cock, suckling on him. I savored the salty flavor of his precum. That was exciting. It was a wonderful treat to nurse on him like this.

I would gulp down all his cum. Just swallow every drop of it. This was a delicious moment. His cock twitched in my mouth as I worked on him. He groaned as I did that. It was a wonderful moment to love him.

It grew better as Kurtis nuzzled his cock into my butt-crack. My king pressed his dick right against my asshole. He nuzzled it against my backdoor, so ready to ram into me and drive me wild. I was ready for that, too.

“Las’s big dick,” he groaned and thrust against my asshole.

The court applauded as his dick drilled against my backdoor. I felt all their eyes on us as my anal ring widened and widened to swallow him. I suckled hard on my son’s wondrous cock as my husband’s dick drilled into me.

He popped into my bowels. I shuddered and groaned around his cock. I nursed on him with all that I had. It was wondrous to suckle on him with such force. My tongue flicked around his dick. His cock throbbed in my mouth.

“Mother!” he groaned.

I wicked at him as I loved him. I suckled on him with all that I had. He groaned as I bobbed my head. I suckled and slurped on him. I loved his cock. My tongue danced around him. I knew what he needed.

To cum.

To flood my mouth with his incestuous seed. My husband popped his cock into my asshole. He sank into me as I worshiped my son. My gentle Oberoy had returned to me. He smiled down at me as I suckled hard on him.

“You’re going to be a grandmother,” Oberoy said. “Beliala is having my daughter. She’ll raise her to be my mistress, too. I’ll have two of them.”

“Yes,” moaned Beliala.

I squealed around my son’s dick at the good news. My asshole clamped down hard on my husband’s cock. He bottomed out in me. His hands slid over my fertile belly, holding my pregnant curves as he drew back his dick.

I shuddered as he slammed back into my anal sheath. He buried deep and hard into me. It was exciting having him fucking me. He pounded my anal sheath with all that he had. It was a delight feeling that big dick thrusting into me. He churned me up.

“Mother!” groaned Oberoy as I moaned around his cock.

My boobs bounced and jiggled as my husband sodomized me. He pounded my asshole with all that he had. He buried into me with such force. The heat melted down to my anal sheath. I gripped his dick. I savored this pleasure. I loved this delight as he buried into me again and again. It was such a wondrous delight.

My eyes rolled back in my head as I suckled on my son with all that I had. My husband fucked me fast and hard. He thrust into me with all that he had. My bowels melted around his dick. The heat soaked my pregnant pussy and brought me closer to cumming.

I nursed harder on my son. I slid my lips up and down his cock, rocking back and forth as Kurtis fucked me. My son slammed his big dick into me. He thrust over and over into me. It was so wondrous of him. I loved it.

I squeezed my bowels down on him as he plunged into my asshole again and again. He fucked me with all that he had. I shuddered, loving what he did to me. I whimpered around Oberoy’s cock. He smiled down at me.

“Mommy!” he groaned.

Erupted.

My son’s cum fired into my mouth. I closed my eyes, glorying in his return. My little boy was back where he belonged. I gulped down his cum. I swallowed it all down. I enjoyed that wonderful jizz. It was so delicious to swallow. I was in heaven.

My husband buried into my asshole as I swallowed my son’s jizz. The heat soaked into my pussy and set off my orgasm. His hands tightened about my pregnant belly as he gasped out his pleasure and erupted into my asshole.

He spurted blast after blast of his cum into my bowels.

I moaned around my son’s cock as my anal sheath rippled around Kurtis’s mighty dick.

“Gods damn,” he groaned as he filled me up with his spunk.

He spurted into me again and again. It was so wonderful having all that cum pumping into me. I loved it so much. He erupted again and again, flooding my asshole with all his jizz. It was amazing having him spurting like that.

“This is so good, Mom!” Oberoy groaned as he filled my mouth with cum.

“It is!” Kurtis growled, his cum spurting into my asshole over and over again.

I loved it so much. They both flooded me with all they had, filling me up with their cum. I was so happy to have all that jizz spurting into my asshole and flooding my mouth. Oberoy moaned, his wings fluttering.

He fired the last of his cum into my mouth and stepped back, his dick sliding out of my lips. Drool ran down my chin as Kurtis pumped more and more of his cum into me. His hands rubbed at my fertile pussy.

“Kurtis!” I moaned as he spurted the last of his cum into me. “Oh, Kurtis, yes, yes, that’s so good! Welcome home! Welcome home to your kingdom!”

“My kingdom, yes!” he roared.

The fairies applauded, celebrating the return of their king as much as I did.

Lasla

We soon settled into our lives here. All our children had a royal nursery to live in. It was wonderful to see my daughters every day. We did have to wait to come to Drakin Castle until all the halflings and the two women on the Treasure Box gave birth and recover.

She ship was safely anchored in a cove under the watchful eye of the three men while the female members were here breastfeeding their babies. They would go out and sail on the Treasure Box once their children were old enough to join them.

It would be crewed by Kurtis’s sons and daughters. They would have their own fun adventures.

Queen Tinia gave birth to her son and heir. I didn’t mind. I knew the son in my belly would have a different destiny with his twin sister. I could just feel it. So did Pyrriah with her daughter. So we were happy as we settled into our lives.

Our bellies expanded more and more as we came closer to the due date. Shetha gave birth to her daughter, Kitty, and Diane had Atermia. Nephi named her daughter Regalia while the rakshasa had Anaryi, Ulavi, and Praditha. It was all so wonderful. Adazza had a gorgeous daughter name Kazziza just a few days ago.

Mother’s belly swelled along with my sylph sisters, their due dates approaching, but they still had a month to go before they would have Kurtis’s daughters. He had to have a few more cute babies first. I couldn’t wait.

He was so eager for it. He was such a great father. He loved visiting the nursery and playing with the older daughters. The toddlers would climb all over him and giggle in delight. He would laugh, surrounded by his daughters.

It was such a beautiful thing to see.

Then it was time for my sister and me to give birth. We entered labor at about the same time, so that was interesting. Our mothers attended to us along with our sisters. We were in different beds gasping and crying out.

I gave birth to the first of my twins first. Konor was just so eager to get out. He wailed with strong lungs. Kurtis looked like such a proud father as he picked up his son and held him in the crook of his arm. I wanted to hold him, too, but...

“Push!” Mother commanded. “I can see your daughter crowning.”

“That’s it, keep pushing,” Mother Azuliana said to Pyrriah. “Here she comes. There she is!”

“Opheria,” gasped Pyrriah as her daughter came out, her hair a dark blue. Mother Azuliana swaddled her and wiped off the afterbirth.

The contraction hit me hard. I screamed out and pushed. I gave birth to Lasalita, Konor’s twin sister. They would have that special bond that Pyrriah had Kurtis had. I never begrudged them. I was still his sister. He still loved me just as much, but...

They shared a woman.

Kurtis held Konor and Ophelia as Lasalita was placed into my arms. Our children were born, and they were all so beautiful. I just knew they would have adventures. Ophelia would be a lust dragon, the perfect companion to my twins as they went out into the world and had their fun.

I was just so happy to hold my children. I smiled at Kurtis. He grinned back at me. We would have such an amazing life here. It would be a glorious time. I felt so good about things. I smiled with such broad joy.

Pyrriah

Seven years had passed since we returned to Castle Drakin, and the castle was bustling with children. Kurtis had knocked up every fairy woman in the castle our first month, and so many of his children laughed as they flew through the air. In the Haunted Forest, packs of his daughters roamed about, playing, learning to hunt from their mothers.

Moon and her werewolves were a fertile bunch.

I smiled as I watched the dragonettes flying. Mother’s and my daughters were all learning to fly. They were all lust dragons. Velyianira, mother’s daughter with Kurtis, and my three daughters, the twins Kurilia and Verilia, along with Ophelia. I hadn’t had any more children since.

I probably would in another year or two. I was feeling that longing in me to carry another one of my twin brothers.

The dragonettes were so cute as they flew. They were about the size of dogs, their wings wide. They had blue or purple scales. They didn’t have their fire yet, but they would when they were adults. Ophelia was the smallest, and the youngest.

Their sylph sisters joined them. Tulili, Mother Sianili’s daughter, flew up and grabbed Ophelia’s tail. Aurelia, Frelia’s daughter, landed on Kurilia’s back and pretended to ride her. Yesilia, Iliasa’s daughter, flew threw them all, chortling in delight.

They were beautiful to watch.

Regalia joined them, in her little sphinx form. Yesilia landed on Regalia, riding her as the sphinx chased after the dragonettes. It was all so beautiful. All so wonderful to watch. I smiled. Our quest had felt like a lifetime to accomplish, and now it felt like a lifetime ago.

Drakin Castle would one day be a bustling city of those descended from Las. The Haunted Forest was a place of refuge. There were fields now, in the clearings. Crops were grown. Deer were being tamed to form herds.

It was all so beautiful.

“Momma!” squealed Ophelia as she flew by chasing her sister-aunt Tulili.

I waved to my little girl. She would grow up to be so beautiful. She would stand at Konor’s side one day. He was down in the courtyard playing soldier with his brother, Erltis. They were both so cute banging swords together while Lasalita and Shetha’s three daughters cheered them on.

It was a sight to warm a mother’s heart.

Kurtis

Fourteen years ago, I witnessed the first of my daughters being born. Now they were ready to be deflowered. Well, not all of them. I had too many of them to want to properly love them all in one night. So I had Velyianira, my oldest dragon daughter with Mother; Kurilia, one of my dragon-twins with my sister Pyrriah; and Nala, one of the quadruplets from Lasla.

Three gorgeous daughters, each cute and adorable in their own way.

They were waiting in my chambers for me. I came into a room decorated in candles. The sweet scent of incense burned. Through the silken canopy, I glimpsed my girls. I usually had my sisters in this bed or my fairy-queen, but tonight it was my daughters.

I threw it open and smiled at the tableau laid out before me. Velyianira with her light-blue hair, was in the middle. She was a gorgeous thing with big breasts like our Mother. They quivered as she smiled at me, naked and proud.

“Father,” she said.

“Daddy,” Nala cooed. She had black hair and yellow eyes. Those were a trace of her sylph heritage. We really weren’t sure still if Lasla was a sylph. Honestly, we weren’t sure what I was. I looked human, but that probably wasn’t it.

I was a demigod, that was enough.

Kurilia had black hair, too, and blue eyes. She was identical to her sister. They both turned into purple dragons, though. It was interesting to see them looking like that. The black hair was probably from me.

“My, my, aren’t you three so gorgeous,” I said. “Mmm, three delicious daughters to deflower. That sounds like quite the task.”

“You’re up to it, Dad,” said Kurilia.

“You’re such a stud!” squealed Nala. “Ooh, Daddy, take us hard!”

“Well, first we have to do some pussy licking and get your pussies all nice and buttered up.” I licked my lips. “I need some help with that.”

Kurilia’s eyes widened. “Nala, don’t make me all wet and horny. I can feel you manipulating me!”

“You should have a softer touch, Nala,” I said, not surprised Lasla’s daughter had inherited that talent. “But you’re right. You and Kurilia should sixty-nine.”

“Because you’re making me want to sixty-nine with her, Daddy,” Nala said. “You made me so horny, I just had to use my powers on Kurilia. That’s what you did.”

I winked at her.

“Do you want us to sixty-nine, Dad?” Kurilia asked.

“Yep,” I said. “You two make each other nice and wet while I lick Velyianira’s pussy. Then you’ll all be wet and ready for being deflowered. We’re going to do such naughty things tonight!”

“Yay!” squealed my little girls.

Kurilia climbed over Velyianira and straddled her half-sister’s head. She planted her bald muff on her sister’s face and leaned over. The naughty girl didn’t hesitate to bury her face into her sister’s pussy and start licking.

Velyianira bit her lower lip and squirmed there. She spread her legs wider. Her tight slit appeared. She could make her clit into a cock, of course, but she knew to control herself. I was so ready to feast on her.

I dropped down between her legs and buried my snatch into my daughter’s perfect pussy. She had her sweetness. I groaned, licking at snatch as her half-sisters feasted on each other by us. It was such a delight to stroke my tongue through her folds.