END OF BOOK ONE: The last day of peace

When Lunnara went back to the royal chambers she found a nest of absolute debauchery, still not refined enough for her elven tastes, but improving each day. On one end of the room, Myrce was fucking her ass with her new holy sword's hilt, making it shine with thunderous pinkish light. Her once mother was behind her, holding her generous body and pinching her nipples, a lifeless look in her eyes. The floor was stained with cum, girly fluids and milk, a comatose woman she did not recognised lied there, snoring, her hair a ruined mess. On the bed lied three people she didn't even know: two farmboys and a girl. The girl had her faced covered in cum and slept peacefully, the two farm boys were fucking each other on one end of the bed. They did so lazily, sideways and half sleep. On the other side of the royal bed, Queen Karla the beloved sit naked with a cup of milk on her hand, legs crossed on the edge of the bed. Her old friend Marian kneeled before her in complete submission. Her face too was drenched in cum, for she had just finished her daily and dutiful service to the queensguard.

"Did you gave your ass and soul to each one of them?" Asked the gracious queen.

"I did so, my lady. Once more, the queensguard shows you her loyalty. When they used me they sang about your own beauty, my gracious. They wish to someday use your own body as they have used mine and they hope that their virility in fucking me was enough to satisfy your hunger."

"Indeed they have!" Proclaimed the queen. "I can barely see your face under all the cum! Come, let me lick their seed from you so that I may see your beauty again." Queen Karla took her childhood friend's head with gentle hands and then proceeded to lick al the tasty cum, singing a happy song, kissing her friend's face and lips with love, until she was all clean."My, my, so eager they are to fight for me! Tell them that the queen enjoyed the taste of their ejections and felt proud of their love and virility. Tell them that she knows that this same seed will only grow stronger, that her majesty is proud of wet."

"I will do so... my queen." She said.

"I will always be Karla for you, my love. If you insist to call me with a title then name me "my slut", for that is how my pussy and heart feel for you. I know you must bid me farewell for now and return to your duties. Would you be so kind as to kiss my lips and call me beautiful? I ask not as your mistress but as a horny girl who longs for your touch."

"You are beautiful, my queen." Said Marian, her eyes filled with tears. "You are the kindest and purest woman I ever knew."

They kissed each other with passion and Lunnara awaited with patience. Once Marian exited the room, Karla's eyes fell onto her and they loved the view. "Ah Lunnara, my loyal friend. You have been sorrowfully missed. Have you seen my husband? This farmboys were adequate but I miss his glorious pumping. "

"Of course I have seen her, for it is me. I am your wife."

With those words the last step of her spell fell into place and Karla's memories were adjusted one last time. Of course, she had longed to reign alongside another queen, not a grumpy mean man like Dorian. A nice gentle woman... with a humongous cock. That had been her wish. Her good friend Lunnara was just that and so much more. She had been with her from the very beginning, in her brightest and darkest moments, her wisdom had always guided her. The sorceress' magic had been behind every act of love her new husband had showed her. It was so easy to see her herself in those past actions and memories

"You... of course, my wife." The expression on the queen's face changed ever so slightly but now there will be no way to undo that change. It had been fond before but now... that glimpse of adoration... She was hers, she will be devoted and loyal to her with a power unsurpassed by any magic. Because her memories of love were real. She got up and walk to the sorceress, taking her hand with hers. "I was so lost before I met you, but you saved me in that forest from the darkness in my heart. I was so scared when I came to this Castle... But you did show me only kindness... You bathed me when that mean woman beat me and shared with me your deepest secrets and then here, in this bed... You told me such beautiful things. You were so gentle when you took my innocence. You made me feel beloved and desired, then you gave me the strength to show that love to others... I feel so save in your arms... you always now what to do and say... you always know the way... You have made this grim place so happy."

Lunnara's hand caressed the queen's cheeks. "And soon, all of mankind will share that happiness..."

"All of them?" Her eyes where filled with tears.

"All of them and more. To the North, the high elves still practice that abhorrent celibacy they once taught to humanity. Their white palaces shall run with cum and girly juice as they remember the gift of love. To the west lie the forest of the wood elves and centaurs, whose free love we will find much alike. To the east lie the amazons and monstergirls that were casted away by all the other races. We will restore their place among us and give them back the dignity that once was taken away from them."

"Will we make them all happy?"

"All of them, my love. They will feel as happy as you feel now in my arms."

"And to the south? What lies south?"

Lunnara feinted a troubled frown. "There lie my people, the dark elves who renounced the light so long ago. They are all lost. Think no more of them,"

Karla hugged her beloved, rubbing her tits against hers. "Lunnara, moon of my life. I love you with all my heart, I cannot stand to see you suffer... Your people too can be saved, for I'm sure that the same light that shines withing you will one day shine inside them. I will save them all for you. Their kingdom will be my gift to you."

"You promise?" Asked Lunnara.

"My moonqueen, didn't I tell you how I want to make others happy. What made you think that I would make you an exception when your happiness is the most treasured? If it takes the whole world to make you happy... I will give that to you. If it takes ten times more than that, ten times the world I will conquer in your name. I will give you all that it is there to be given... Will you give me your cock in return? There is an itch deep inside me that only you can scratch... and for once I need not only to give but to receive. I want the whole castle to hear my screams. I want the last farmboy of this kingdom to jerk of to that music."

"And so it will be."

Karla's interior had never felt so warm and pleasing. The redhead positioned herself over the bed like a dog and Lunnara took her ass from there. Each centimetre of her bowels felt glorious, like a kiss from a devoted lover, and she screamed with pleasure, untainted with shame as her asscheeks were spread appart and she felt the warm intrusion. Lunnara honoured her new wife's wish and amplified her screams with her magic, not only that, but made the scream magical itself so that everyone how heard it had and orgasm in that very instant. All across what once was Numantia, thousands of pants were stained, riders felt from their saddles, and women felt to her knees. Lunnara made sure that the queen knew, that she felt the reminiscence of each orgasm she caused. That only made her scream louder, happy to make others happy. The sorceress grabbed her long auburn locks and fucked her with even more strength, making sure to scratch that hidden spot so deep within her. Her queenly breast bounced in a simetrical dance, her buttocks moved in hipnotic waves with each pounding. She cried, drowned in pure happiness and made and effort to make her asshole tighter, so that her lover would feel even more pleasure in ravaging her.

On the other side of the room, Myrce spoke to what was once her mother. "Make yourself useful, cow. Bring me my armour." Malape bowed her head and obeyed without daring to answer. Soon she brought to her once daughter the armour of Saint Katherine, which they have taken from the saint's sarcophagus, once they began pillaging the cripts. Soon, her once daughter truly had the appearance of a Saint, a winged angel of hope. Malape obeyed her mistress wishes and opened the windows of the queenly chambers. Saint Myrce flew away, spreading her wings above the Castle. At her feet, in the castle's plaza, a massive congregation had gathered. Thousands of people, who loved the new queen and lusted for her body.

"People of the new Empire!" Proclaimed the Saint. "Rejoice, for your Queen is being fucked!"

"Does she takes it in her cunt? Or is her ass being used?" Asked a voice from the crowd.

"In her ass!" Said saint Myrce. "She takes it there as a good girl should. Rejoice on the sound of her blessed moans, for she have you all in her thoughts when she makes them. Seek the woman or man most closest to you and commit yourselves to make her or him moan in the same way, for this day shall henceforth be known as holy. BLESSED BE QUEEN KARLA!"

"BLESSED AND HORNY BE HER REIGN!" Screamed the Crowd.

"AND BLESSED BE QUEEN LUNNARA, WHO UNVEILED TO HER THE MISTERIES OF FLESH!" Said Myrce.

"BLESSED BE HER!" Screamed the crowd. "BLESSED BE THE TWO QUEENS. MAY THEY FUCK THEIR WAY TO VICTORY!"

Myrce took the holy sword and fucked her ass once more with it's hilt. She patted what she could of her sealed pussy and the crowd cheered for her and waited for her blessing. Soon her moans joined those of the queens and her girlcum started to rain from the skies. The whole congregation opened her mouths as her blessing fell upon them. And so, a thousand strangers tasted her virginal fluids and jerked and fucked themselves to her flavour. Once the blessing was delivered a massive orgy unfolded. Pray and fuck became one as the eternal virgin gaze upon them.

"Did I did good, mommy?"

"Of course, my child, as you always do." She heard Lunnara's voice in her head.

"Are you proud of me, mommy? I said the fancy words, like you taught me."

"Of course I am, my little angel. I love you so much."

"I love you too, mommy mine. I was an ugly farm girl and you gave me wings and beauty."

"You were always beautiful. And soon, the whole word will know your beauty. Fly with your little wings, my child. Fly as hight as you can and look around you. No matter how far it looks, it will all be ours."

"All of it?"

"All of it."

Thank you so much to each one of you for following me in this pseudo-literary journey. I started this whole thing when I was in a very dark time of my life and had an even worse English. Like fuck me, it was like almost 2 years ago. Even if you don't realised it, your support for my work has helped me a lot in dealing with it and, over all, this has been really fun. Don't worry, this might be the end of a chapter but it sure won't be the end of Lunnara's debauchery, oh no no no. I haven't forgot about the other routes and I plan to give them some sort of finality eventually even if they won't be half as long as this one (well, who knows?). Book Two: War of the Queens (oh yeah, that's the title, babe) will come soon, once I came up with how to approach it. I'm honestly debating if I should continue it from here as chapter 84 or start a new separated story as a sequel. I'll take my time to decide that but what do you think?

I know this story is far from perfect and that it suffers a lot from been wholly improvised and for me making all the shit up as I write it. I have come to accept its little and not so little imperfections and to embrace this as a sort of experiment in a much more organic storytelling than what I'm used to do when I write in my own language. I appreciate whatever you might want to say about it and I also shamelessly encourage you to check my two other works here if you haven't. I'm very proud of them too. I also always answer to any messages you send to me, both the horny and the serene, so don't be shy. I love how eerily wholesome this community can be sometimes.

I hope you enjoyed this convoluted, horny, over-the-top mess half as much as I did.