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Chapter 223 by zewesman zewesman

“Well, well, what do we have here?” asked Fran as a twisted smile appeared on her face.

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“So, that’s how you ended up down here?” asked John.

“Yes. Your guards captured me before I could do anything to escape. Now I am in this dungeon, stripped of my technology, waiting for whatever punishment you see fit,” she told John. John stared at her intensely as he thought to himself what he should do with her. Well, she has to be punished somehow. With the **** Mark I have control over her. Her powers seem to be techomancy, which could be very useful actually. We are severely lacking in any sort of modern tech in my kingdom. Hell, we still use messenger pigeons and couriers currently. Yes, that could work.
“I am a just king,” John started as the woman turned to look at him. “Therefore, I will offer you an opportunity to work off your crimes,” he told her. Her interest seemed to be piqued with the raised eyebrow she moved as he spoke. “As I am sure you saw on your way in, my kingdom lacks technology. And you seem to be a mage specializing in technomancy,” John told her. Her eyes glimmered with what John assumed was her figuring out where he was going. “Therefore, I hereby charged you with the sentence of being our tech expert! You shall help us advance our technology to modern standards!” decided John.
“Very wise decision, my king,” Brenda said proudly.

“I don’t suppose I can refuse?” asked their prisoner.

“No, no you cannot,” John told her matter of factly.

“I thought not. Very well, when will I get my equipment back?” she asked.

“Soon. We have some pressing matters to attend to, and I do not want you wandering around without myself here to keep an eye on you,” John told her. “Until then, I’ll have you taken to the **** quarters. You will be a **** until I determine you have paid your debt to society,” John told her. Amoli sighed but accepted the conditions, knowing she had no other choices at the moment. Just as they finished, a messenger appeared before them.

“My lord, Professor Raynesh requests your presence,” the servant told John and his mother. John let out a sigh. Of course this could not happen without some sort of snag. John decided to quickly get there and fix whatever problem it was so he could hurry up and help his beloved Idena.

“Fine, let’s go,” John said to his mother. “You go back to Idena’s room and let Yuria know where we are. She’ll be worried if we’re not here when she gets back,” ordered John, who was finally figuring out how Yuria thought. He promised his mother he would get closer to her, and this was a first step in that.

“You OK, honey?” asked Brenda as the two made their way to Raynesh’s laboratory.

“Yeah, it’s just...I was hoping we could quickly get everything together and get Idena back to her nest. I want her to give birth where she feels the most comfortable,” John admitted to his mother. A smile grew across Brenda’s face as she grabbed her son and gave him a hug.

“You are turning into a very caring and loving young man. You make me proud to call you my son, my king,” Brenda said as she pulled him close. Her breasts were pushed against John’s chest, a feeling he always enjoyed. Her lips then got close to his ear before she said her final line, “and my lover,” she said as she gave his ear a nibble.

“Mom, if you keep that up, I’ll fuck you right here, right now!” John said in a playful tone. “And I really want to focus on Idena right now,” John told her. Brenda let out a laugh.

“I know, sweetie. I was just having a bit of fun,” she told him. “Just you wait, sweetie, when this pregnancy kicks into high gear my hormones go crazy and I’ll be demanding sex 24/7!” she told him with a sly smile on her face. John could only imagine the bliss of fucking a swollen Brenda from behind, as her belly full of his child swings along with her breasts as he rails her pussy hard. Her hand brushed his dick as he thought of this scenario, which only made his dick even harder in his pants.

“God damn mom, you are making me wanna fuck you here and now, too!” exclaimed John. Brenda detached herself from her son when he spoke those words, with a devilish grin on her face.

“Come now sweetie, our chief scientist has requested your presence,” Brenda told her son as she left him alone. John just stood there, flabbergasted by what his mother had just done. His dick was raging hard and his balls needed release, but his mother had left him alone.

“Wait, mom! You can’t do that!” John said as he rushed after his mother. “My dick is about to explode!” he told her.

“Come now, John, that is no way for a distinguished monarch to act. You must be able to control yourself at all times!” she informed her son.

“Wait, is this all you teaching me a lesson?” John asked, confused while horny.

“It’s a mother’s duty to always be teaching her son life lessons,” she told her son.

“But why does it have to be at the cost of me not fucking you?” he asked his mother.

“Come now John, haven’t you fucked me enough?” she asked him.

“I could never fuck you enough mom!” he told her. “You are my mother, who raised me my whole life. Who was always there for me and did anything and everything for me. You are the person I love the most and the best pussy I’ll ever fuck!” he told her sincerely. Her face grew into a wide smile as her hands went up to her left breast as she covered her heart with how touched she was.

“Oh, John!” she exclaimed. “If we weren’t already here, I’d probably let you fuck me because of those sweet words,” she told her son as she stopped in front of a door with a sign that said LABORATORY at the top of it.

“I mean we could still slip by one of the unused rooms and have a quickie,” John said, whose mind was still on getting his dick wet.

“No, John,” she said in a stern voice. “You must do your kingly duties as well as your duties as Idena’s lifemate,” she told him. He sighed but agreed.

“Ok, let’s go see what this old fart wants,” John said before he opened the door. As the two crossed the threshold of the door, the light seemed to vanish as they found themselves in a dark room where the clang and clatter of machines buzzed about. The darkness of the room was broken up by little islands of light from various torches located at strategic parts of the man’s laboratory. Various desktops were illuminated with papers of scribblings or long run on sentences written down on them, all showed signs of various use from today to as far back as before Reynash was with John.

“These machines seem to block out the sun shafts,” pointed out Brenda as John now noticed the various sun shafts were blocked by various columns or containers, or even tubes, all with various notes sprawled out over their surface. John got close to one of these large pieces of equipment and examined the notes that covered its surface.

“Yeah. It’s totally giving off ‘Spooky evil scientist lair’ in here. Should I allow spooky evil scientists?” pondered John out loud. “Could give me some cool stuff...probably…” he said to himself.

“Johnathan,” Brenda said in a stern motherly voice.

“Right, right. Evil scientists are probably bad,” he admitted.

“Probably?” she said, annoyed.

“What? Sometimes they have good ideas!” he countered.

“Ok fine. Sometimes they may have good ideas. But we should not encourage this! You should be a noble king, not a feared king,” Brenda told her son.

“I plan to be an effective king, mom, no matter what path that may take me down,” he told her with a righteousness in his voice. John knew what kind of king he would be, and he would stop at nothing and let nobody prevent him from being that king.

“I see. Well I know my son will be the best king to have ever lived,” she said with a beaming smile of pride.

“Ah! It seems my esteemed Lord and his beautiful mother have finally arrived!” said an old voice from around the corner of where John and Brenda were walking and talking.

“Yes, Professor, we are here. What is it you needed to tell us in person?” asked John.

“It is less what I need to tell you, and more what I need to show you,” he corrected the young king.

“What do you mean?” asked John.

“Thanks to your generosity, my king, I was able to gain a laboratory filled with everything and anything I needed to complete my research. As such, I believe it is only fair that you are here to witness its completion!” he announced.

“Now, everyone gather around this pod here, it contains my life’s work that has finally reached fruition!” he said happily as he moved next to it and grabbed a switch that needed to be flipped.

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