The blood moon

The hour of the blood moon’s appearance had arrived, and already its effects on the wolvir populace was taking hold.

The sun had begun to set, making way for the blood moon to take its place as a beacon in the sky. As I walked towards the great fire, I noticed the debauchery that was taking form on the streets. Thralls were being **** into the floor, and being openly fucked in plain view by wolvir. Humans in better situations from being in relationships with wolvir, were being handled more delicately. Although, they were not treated as glass, but they did not suffer the same treatment as the thralls.

Some women were on their knees as they fellated wolvir in public, some were being groped of their breast and rubbed at their pussies. The heat was intoxicating and contagious, as the scented of arousal soon filled the air.

I made it towards the great fire, and had a small platform erected to address the residents of Luna Peak. Many wolvir and humanoids had flooded the streets to hear of my speech for them before the true celebrations of a blood moon was to take place. I stepped up and saw the faces of my people, and of the more subservient species of women. The wolvir pressed themselves against the feline curves of their bitches, mates and thralls. The women looked equally eager to service the wolvir, like the effects of a blood moon were making them just like the wolvir.

“Luna Peak!” I addressed. “Tonight the blood moon will shine brightly in the sky. And many of us will partake in our baser instincts. All I ask of you is this. Not fighting among our comrades, save that aggression for our enemies. Here, inside these walls, is the sanctity of wolvir culture. Here, we have no enemies, only friends and lovers. So for tonight, let all that aggression be fuelled with sex!”

I heard applause and howls of appreciation.

“No wolvir blood will be shed tonight! But I encourage you to fuck as much as you want. Respect our culture of mates, but there are many bitches and thralls to claim! And if you so feel it, same gender sex is approved, I do not care who you have sex with, as long as you’re having fun!”

The crowed roared louder from my words, understanding that anything claws a go, as long as no physical fighting occurred, or any life be taken. Of course I needed every wolvir warrior at hand, and I could not lose any from infighting that could be caused by the blood moon.

I saw the blood moon begin to shine through the only black sky, accompanied by bright stars blaring out their shine at us all. I could feel my lust creep up, then start to blaze like a wild fire.

“Indulge yourselves!” I shouted out to them.

With that, everyone began to undress and released their pent up sexual libidos and ran riot of themselves. The main courtyard that housed the great fire become the hotspot for a gargantuan orgy of wolvir and humanoids as the delved into sordid acts. I witnessed women getting fucked by wolvir, some with multiple partners. And even saw same sex rutting as approved by my words earlier. The wolvir acted more sexually aggressive, as they really pounded into their bitches and mates. The sight of all this happening induced my cravings.

I decided to let everyone have their fun, and returned to my quarters where I had given explicit instructions that all my women should be waiting for me. My erection was straining against my pants when I finally reached my door that lead to my bedroom.

Upon entering, I was greeted with a magnificent sight, all of my bitches, thralls, and my two queens were waiting inside, eager for my return.

“Ah! What a glorious sight to come back to.” I said to all of my women.

Isabelle was the first to bow deeply, respecting my presence, in which Elle took her turn to bow, then the others quickly followed suit.

As told by me earlier, they were all completely naked. And starting from the left I saw, Bianca, who liked to be called Bee, her long blonde hair was let loose over her shoulders, as opposed to her trademark ponytail. I hadn’t felt the touch of Bee for some time, so was looking forward to having her again. Her body had become plump from good food, keeping her nice thick thighs, but I preferred that of my women, to be curvy.

Next to Bee, was her best friend Kali. She had dark brown skin, short and frizzy dark hair, and an alluring midriff. She had not long given birth to a second pup of mine almost a month ago, so the timing for tonight was perfect. Kali was an accomplished warrior, and her skills had only improved since coming to Luna Peak, where she was taught the martial skills of fighting like a wolvir. Her appetite for sex was second to none, as she respected strength and fighting skills in a potential partner, which drew her to me, as she saw the prowess of my experience first hand. Since then, she has been a devoted bitch of mine, and is satisfied at staying like that.

Doe was next in line. I never learnt her name, and never bothered to ask, as I gave her the title of Doe, due to her doe like eyes and how frightened she was when I first met her. She was given to me as a gift of loyalty from my war chief, Zandor. We proclaimed her and other women as thralls for the wolvir during our war with the orcs. She was of average curves when she began with us, but since then, she was given food to increase her figure to become fuller. She was very **** at being a thrall, but eventually accepted her fate as a sex **** for myself. She has the plumpest lips out of my women, and gives amazing blowjobs. Her hair was long and glossy, something that never lost its shimmer, even if she didn’t wash it regularly. Her bush of pubic hair was the most untamed out of my women, as I refused for her to groom herself. I took some joy in having the most control over her, but she deserved it from being so disobedient in the first place. She is never seen without wearing a chain and collar around her pretty neck, to showcase her status as a thrall.

Melantha stood by her, the first thrall that I claimed from the war with the orcs. Melantha was an elf, with cute pointed ears, that just poked through her shoulder length chestnut hair. She was the only woman that rivalled breast size with Izzy, as they tied at having the biggest chest. Her curvy figure was what caught my attention when I first came across her, that and her unwavering obedience. From the start, she accepted her role as a thrall, and did as asked of her. She has a nonchalant and emotionless expression most of the time, a defence mechanism perhaps. But the mask will slip from time to time when she experiences an orgasm. Like Doe, she wears a chain and collar around her throat. She is committed in ensuring that I am satisfied when it comes to having sex with her.

Elle and Izzy stood close to each other, and their naked bodies looked enticing, both having immense curves that made my cock stiffen. They both looked at me with pure adoration and submission. Izzy was showing small signs of pregnancy, as my pup lay and grow in her womb. It was still early enough to engage in sexual intercourse, as it would be for another few months until we should stop. She cradled her small bump as her eyes focused on my visage with lust.

Next was Aconite, the witch. Previously an enemy, but turned my bitch when she saw how effective in battle I was. She turned against her former benefactor and king to serve me instead. Aconite was probably the most striking in appearing, due to how she presented herself. She wore black makeup on her eyes that intensified her manic eyes. A painted five pointed star was adorned on her chest and coloured red, I had always suspected it to be blood, but could pick up no scent from it. She was one of the shortest, along with Bee, but she rivalled everyone in the size of her ass. The only other of my women that had an ass as big as hers was Izzy. Aconite was firefly loyal, believing me to be **** incarnate, and craves to be bred by me, wanting to carry the seed of ****. She always has wild looking dark hair, and is never seen wearing shoes. Her magic and political advice has proved useful, she recently has given me information on a magic source that she has been ceremoniously researching. But another time for that at alter date…

Next was Sylvie, a thrall I claimed when raiding a village. Her silver hair is the most significant of her features, that and her curves. She is a romantic at heart, and even though she is my thrall, she is more akin to being my bitch. Sylvie quickly submitted to me, even though I killed her village folk. I believe she may have a touch of a syndrome where she falls in love with her captor. I must keep up appearances as not to favour her, lest the other thralls grow jealous or mistrusting. I have bred her once, but look forward to impregnating the bitch again, and tonight should be a good chance for that to happen.

Lyra was next down the line, my assistant that told me of my days events, the tasks at hand within my kingdom, and of my upcoming meetings. Her long and wavy sand coloured hair tried its best to cover the modesty of her breasts. Her locks barely covered her erect nipples, and she flashed a knowing grin at me. Kyra’s tits were her best assets, as she had a slim-thick figure. Having the smallest waist and figure out of everyone here, her frame made her breasts look bigger. Lyra came from a human town when she heard of the victories of the wolvir, and became fascinated at the news she heard. She quickly adapted to having a sexual interest in wolvir kind, and offered her career skills…and her body to me.

Lastly, was Hera. She still wore her glasses in her naked form, her light brown hair running down her place and she curved her back to accentuate her big tits. She comes across as shy and unsure, but her calligraphy and literacy expertise is bar to none. One of my favourite things to do with her is to ejaculate on her face as she wears her glasses and obscure her vision.

My cock was ready to spring forth and devour every pussy on hand, their aroused scents wafted to me, filling my nostrils and making me even more driven to fuck them all.

“The blood moon rises high in the sky, my love. And all your bitches are here to satisfy your needs, as you commanded.” Said Izzy. She slowly strutted towards me, her curvy assets jiggling as she closed the distance between us.

The rest of my women made their way to me, Izzy being the first, started to fondle and rub my muscles, cooing at the hard ridges of them. Each woman felt me up too, gently massaging my biceps, abs and chest. Aconite was the first to heat things up, by undoing the fastenings of my pants, so I could join them all in unified nudity. My huge red canine cock stood at attention, ready to fuck its way into some human cunts.

I felt nude breasts pressing onto my fur, as it bristled in preparation for a wanton pursuit, and I planned on fucking each and every one of my bitches. Their lewd moans rang out, enticing me, and then I felt soft and delicate hands on my shaft.

“Fuck us, Fen.” They groaned. “Impregnate all of us.”

My hands ventured out, cupping large buttocks’ and hearing the sexy moans of approval. Both my plans have a squeeze to the ass cheeks I had ahold of, not actually knowing whose ass I was fondling. Moist and hungry kisses were planted on my body, then Izzy braved to be the first to make contact with her lips on mine. We made out as all of us melded together in a hot and sexual hodgepodge of tits, pussies and my big dick.

The blood moon seemed to beckon my instincts forward, as I devoured the feline and plump lips of Izzy. Each woman took turns in kissing me, almost following a hierarchy of status in my harem. Elle took her turn next in making out with me, then Kali, and so forth. Each woman managed to get a turn at my lips, before I could no longer hold my lust.

“To the bed, bitches.” I ordered. “It’s time to fuck you all with my huge wolvir cock.”

And with a giggle from them all, and a growl from me, we sauntered to the bed, and readied for an orgy that I would not soon forget.