A story in the Max Dolcett Universe
You're in the Dolcett universe for a specific reason. If you arrived here by mistake, don't read this story! It's FICTION and just plain nasty!
Charse is beautiful, intelligent, and rich, yet she is willing to do debasing things to get what she wants. Live a day in the life of a cynical, opinionated, self-labeled slut as she prepares for the exchange she and her father established, his money for her body and discomfort. *This story contains periods of desperation and a rambling narrator.*
Paul has a fairly typical day with some good news - he gets promoted! Note: Be warned... this story is pretty off the wall. It was supposed to be my first true stroke story, but I don't think I pulled it off. <snickers>
Lily wakes up to the sound of her stepfather's heavy footsteps outside her bedroom door. She knows what's coming - his unwanted, brutal advances that leave her sore and ashamed. But even as she fights against it, she can't deny the shameful heat building between her thighs. As he roughly grabs her, forcing her legs apart and violating her with his fingers and tongue, Lily loses herself in the forbidden pleasure. She cries out and writhes beneath him, torn between disgust and ecstasy.
After a brutal ambush, King Aric reclaims his violated daughter in a feral breeding frenzy. Obsessed with preserving the bloodline, he breeds her nonstop; litters of heirs follow. When war allows, he invades the guilty kingdom, forcing the rapist knights to breed their own kin in public cages. Generations loop inward in a perfect purple singularity. Years later: a heritage site, a carnival of continuity, a gift shop selling glowing rune and a wizard that keeps on observing (and more).