World domination, via mass corruption

Positioning his consort on her knees facing away from him, he slowly pressed his cock into her slick channel. Even in his new form, the sexual delight and carnal pleasure that came with that initial penetration as her flesh gave way to his turgid rod. She moaned in utter pleasure as the her body shaped around him.

He slowly pumped into her as he considered his options.

He wanted to dominate her. He wanted to dominate everything like he has dominated her. His truest desire is to be THE DARK LORD, and to do that, he would have to dominate the world.

His consort's first orgasm broke him from his train of thought. His sawing cock and rough treatment had brought her slender frame over the edge. With one hand she squeezed her breast, and the dark lord could feel her undulating pussy spasm around him. Her groans reached a higher pitch and she arced her back. The dark lord rode her through it, and pushed her to another plateau by pressing deeper and bringing a hand around to caress her clit in tandem with his thrusts. Finally, after sensing her had crossed over her peak and slumping over, he extracted his cock from her pussy and pushing the back of her head, he turned her around and pushed his cock back down her other set of lips, looking into her eyes as she began to suckle at his cock, immediately bringing him into her throat.

Bobbing on him, he could see she was rubbing herself in tandem with motion, clearly his whore was insatiable. So rather than waste his load on mouth. After letting her suckle for awhile, he pressed her to ground and re-penetrated her, hearing her gasp again as he entered her missionary style. Feeling a feral instinct take over, he thrust into her mechanically, her moans took on a **** quality, as if he were pushing her toward a cliff she could not see the bottom of. After what felt like both a short and long period of time Matt let loose a roar and moan as his cock pumped surge after surge into his consorts womb. She orgasmed again, grabbing his head and pulling him int a kiss. In the passion of the moment, Matt felt more like Matt than the dark lord, reveling in the passion. There, two humans connecting in pleasure shivered in the darkness of their souls and around them.