Becoming Queen Carmilla

“Hail, Rivulet-brimmer of the Ceaseless Lust! Fear her – her black book, the sway of her body. She is Carmilla, mistress of the Dark Lord, Dimmer of Virtue, and Conqueror of Loins. It all starts with an invitation to sin…” Lux, Pax Luciferus, Book III, Chapter V.

Waves of infernally-seeming consciousness pounded themselves on the King’s strong frame, brimming themselves over the walls of reason, a cascading tide slowly pulling his royal virtue out to an unknown, erotic sea …

Being King of the Realm is a tiring job. Everyday, there are countless people requesting your presence, your help, your gold and riches in defending their little towns. There are people who just want a glimpse of the King and Queen, or lower dukes and duchesses who want a piece of the power. It was then that my Queen and I decided to create an heir to the Throne … a son or daughter to rule and help us with the immense work of running the kingdom.

But the affair proved difficult. At first, my Queen was willing, we both retired to the Royal Bedchamber and tried to make love … but nothing worked. My Queen over the years has grown passionless, and would just sit there like a starfish while I tried everything to please her. Oils, massages, aromas, slow, sensual oral sex, anything that a normal woman would get wet over, she was just more focused on working all the time. And we both ran the kingdom at opposite times, so we barely saw each other at all.

What turned into patience for my Queen now turned into resentment. I grew impatient, I grew restless, and, above all, my sex drive grew and grew without any release. It was beneath a king to masturbate … and so my seed, my unborn babies, grew and grew, swelling my large, smooth, soft balls every day and night.  Word got around that the King was not satisfied.

It was then, that … she … came to me. I was in the Royal Bedroom overlooking the kingdom from a giant balcony, when I heard her behind me.  

“Ms. Duchess Carmilla,“ I said, “Welcome. What brings you here?”

She walked in, and my eyes were immediately drawn to her in  a helpless gravity: her beautiful, alluring hair fell in rivulets around her shoulders, her inviting, seductive eyes pierced my very soul, her perfect, pouty lips made sweet shapes when she spoke…her beautiful breasts, perfect size, were almost begging to come out of her dress.  My eyes moved down her dress, to her curves … her hips, so alluring, so curvy so perfect for bearing a child. Her hips swayed as she walked towards me, her smooth sexy legs and her yummy toes as she walked in bare feet to my balcony.

“My King … why do you look so sad? I sensed something was wrong with you,” Duchess Carmilla whispered, her words like sweet relief to my seed churning around in my tight balls.  Her dark eyes sparkled as she spoke, as if she knew something I did not.

“I am frustrated, Duchess.  The Queen and I are … having trouble in … intimate matters.  She fails to arouse me, and no matter how hard I try to arouse her, she just is more focused on work and the kingdom.  It seems we shall never conceive an heir to the throne.”

Carmilla’s eyes darkened as a smile played across her lips after I said this. “My King, don’t despair. I know you’ll find a way to have many heirs to the throne.  Your seed will not be denied…it’s too powerful.”  

She smiled and licked her lips as her hand moved underneath my kingly robes and gently felt my smooth, large, swollen balls. 

“It felt so good, her silky white hand on my body … her hand … with that … ring!”

“Wait, Duchess Carmilla!  Where is your husband?  My Queen is out on business, but where is your husband, the Duke?”  

Duchess Carmilla smiled and said softly, “He’s far away.  And he doesn’t matter. It’s only us, my love. I have a solution to your problem. You see … your royal baby batter is so white, thick and creamy, it’s strong and yummy … I’ve heard people say it tastes like pineapple … but … your wife’s womb is weak and feeble.  She can’t do the job … what you need …”

And Carmilla took off her robe, letting it slide to the ground, completely naked.

“What you need is a proper vessel to carry your seed my lord. I am that vessel. I am going to suck and fuck and ride the royal seed out of your balls, up your hard cock shaft and make your babies erupt out into my tight, waiting pussy, into my receptive, fertile duchess womb … I will make your babies, nay, “our” babies, and together we will rule the Kingdom forever!”

At this, I was hypnotized. She kissed me then, and our tongues were consumed in passion and lust and fire, licking every inch of our mouths. Duchess Carmilla threw me on the royal bed … laughing as she crawled on all fours between my legs, her soft hands gliding over the black, silk sheets.  

She slowly licked my balls, as her hand stroked my rigid cock, and I thought I heard her whisper to my balls, saying, “Don’t worry babies, I’ll get you out, you will serve the Dark Lord like your mommy …”  

I was about to ask her something but she put her finger to my mouth and said, “You need to save your energy my King … lick my pussy as I sit on your face and suck your Royal Cum Cannon.”

I was consumed with Lust, I almost felt possessed by the demons of some distant, infernal realm, whispering me to go on. I grabbed Duchess Carmilla’s ass and threw her pussy on top of me, as my tongue explored her inner thighs, her wet outer lips and deep inside her pussy walls, licking every inch of her. She moaned in pleasure as her own tongue made my swollen cock even harder, and her soft hands stroked my tight, swollen balls, filled with the seed of the Royal Family.

“Oh my my King, such fire! Such vigor!  I bet your Queen never sucks your cock ,like this ah! Or you lick her pussy like mine! Yesssss.”

I was in heaven.  Or so hot it was the fires of a Lusty Hell. I didn’t care.  Duchess Carmilla was making me feel so good, and she moaned in pleasure.  Soon the face of Queen became harder to see, a little more blurry in my mind …

Duchess Carmilla’s mouth was perfect…it teased and made my swollen cock head respond to her every touch … suddenly I felt I was close to cumming. She could sense this and stopped, using her finger to plug the base of my cock.  

“Ah ah ah, My King, we don’t want to waste any, do we?“

She said this and sat between my legs now, then rested on her hands and used her perfectly-shaped feet to stroke my cock!  Her yummy toes and soft feet stroked my ever-hard Baby Battering Ram again and again.  She said the most devilish things, I loved it.

“Do you like my feet, My King? My soft, devilish toes rubbing your wet cock up and down, my feet touching and stroking your balls? Mmmmm, good, orbit the consciousness of your soul around my soles. My feet are way better than your Queen’s, aren’t they? Sexier, prettier, better genetics. Your demon daughters will have feet like mine … mmmmm,”

She said this and spat on my cock, then continued to stroke.

“They’ll have toes and legs like mine too … ready to seduce an entire generation of young royals, to continue your line … our line …”

“Demon daughters?!” I was shocked,. “Never … I … we are human …” Duchess Carmilla put a hand to my lips and hushed me.

“My king … if you want my body, if you want my mind, to know my theistic, satanic thoughts, to bring out my inner nerd and my inner succubus … then I want your soul line exchange. Now say the words.”

“What words?”

“Ave Satanas. Say it.”

“Ave …” I was never this close to committing blasphemy, but her soft feet on my cock and her sweet smell sent my soul to the very brink of damnation.”

“… Ave Satanas.”

It was then that Carmilla laughed. She knew she was one step closer to getting everything she wanted for He Whom She Served. She laughed harder as a violet light gathered in my balls…I felt my lust was draining my soul from every part of my body into my shaft and balls, drawing me closer to eternal fire.

But I didn’t care, I was consumed with her lust. Suddenly, I grabbed Duchess Carmilla and threw her on her back on the Royal Bed … my cock was rock-hard, my balls were like two swollen fruit, just waiting to give their seed. I teased her as I rubbed my cock on her sensitive clit, as she screamed in pleasure and said, “Yes my King, yes, that’s it.  Put your seed, your cum cannon right where it belongs … I’ll make you a daddy of Infernal proportions.”

I started fucking Duchess Carmilla slowly at first, then the pace increased and I grabbed onto her leg for more leverage, as she moved her toes up to my mouth to suck and lick.  She was smiling the whole time as I was fucking her, and she moved her hand below my cock to feel my balls.

“Ave Satanas! Oh my king! You fuck me so good, my entire body feels like it’s on fire …. you’re like a Bull! Yes … your sons that i will give you will all be strong and virile like this…they’ll be full of your strength and my seduction-like powers, that princesses will be helpless and spread their legs for them …. fuck me harder!! Yes!!!”

I felt Duchess Carmilla cum on my cock right then, as her pussy juices flowed over my swollen balls and dripped onto the bed.  

“Mmmmm my king that felt so good,” she said, exhausted, but with a fire buried deep in her evil eyes, “But now we need to consummate our Lust, seal the deal forever with seed and womb … mmmm”

She then flipped me on my back while staying on top of me, and started to slowly ride me, her legs still quivering from her last orgasm. Then she started to talk in a strange tongue, almost like some kind of spell.

“Spermus, Diabolii, Veritas Diabolos, Ninos Lux Sataniis, Gloria in El Lustus Regiis …. Hear me old gods and new … I summon the dark power of lust and light powers of Royalty to bear witness to this union of King and Queen” she whispered.

Her eyes in a trance, as her yummy toes dug into the sheets and her hands moved over my chest.

But something didn’t make sense.

“Queen?” I said, “You are only a duchess, Ms. Carmilla.”

 She started to laugh.

“Hahahaha, oh My King … the Devil’s rules are with us. Once you give me your royal baby batter, once it fills my pussy and fertilizes my waiting womb … I am your new Queen Forever, and The Deal is Sealed By Our Loins.”

At this she started to ride me harder and harder, a fire in her eyes. My wife’s face was almost invisible now, but it made me think, “No … wait Duchess, it’s my seed … meant for … my wife?”

“Silly King … the Union of Flesh In a Child is stronger than any little ring on a finger,” Duchess Carmilla hissed, as she licked her lips. “You see, my king? Take a look above you …“ As she said this, a vision appeared on the ceiling …

I saw us on the same bed, but surrounded by demonic versions of ourselves, our children!  They were out conquering lands, seducing other lovers, making our kingdom swell stronger and stronger with power and sex and riches and security and love.

“You see my King? It’s destiny. Our destiny. All you have to do is vow to serve Him. HIM. The one all True Children of Fire Serve … Now it’s time.”  She started speaking to me, but seemed to be speaking to the old gods and new.

“The violet light of Satan is in your balls! Illia Travallis Lux Infernus Domine Satanis Pax In Lex Dominatuus!”

Unleash your seed, let me ride it out of you. Look at my body, my genetics … Let’s merge them into one. My toes, my legs, my breasts, my pussy will all be merged with your arms, your chest, your cock, and we’ll make so many wonderful things together.  Do it … give me your sweet baby batter, give your Soul to Satan’s servant, explore your cream right out of your balls into my waiting pussy … et my womb take your seed and twist and fold it into beautiful shapes of flesh and fire and Royalty.  Do it now!”

Her words and hips sent me over the edge. A huge wave of pleasure started with my balls and her pussy finally unlocked them. Ropy streams of sweet-tasting, thick, white creamy cum erupted from my balls, and shot right out of my dick into her waiting pussy. I could feel my cock, my babies, my unborn children coating her walls white as she screamed in pleasure, knowing the Deal was Sealed. The violet light exploded as well into her womb, and I felt the very wings of my angelic soul burning on the astral. She looked up to the ceiling as she rode me hard, her tight pussy squeezing every baby, every drop of white creamy seed up into her pussy, directly into her infernal, waiting womb.

“Yes! Good Boy, my foolish King! Ahh!” she keeps riding me as she came again, this time I saw a flash of light and a diamond-pink crown appeared over her head, and she was jeweled as a Queen, a mommy queen to be …

“You fool! Now you will serve Him forever! You lusted after my body, you wanted my mind, and I got your soul! All it took was for you to be in a willing, receptive state, full of energy, and willing to say the words! Once you were primed, my yummy toes, legs, pussy, breasts, mouth, smell and taste did the rest. Ah! I still feel your soul oozing into me … say hello to your new Queen!”

As we both collapsed on the bed together, I felt two horns growing in my forehead, my ring finger slipped from my hand, and a violet ring instead took its place. As the last embers of my creamy cum leaked out of my cock, all i could muster was …

“… Ave … Satanas.”