The Elf Queen: Part 8

The Archmagus Gryphon tapped his finger on his desk, deep in thought. He sat in an enclosed study deep underground, the stone walls of which were lined with shelves filled with books and scrolls. Light flickered on his handsome face as his deep eyes glinted, his thoughts mysterious and obscure.

After a moment, he glanced to the side of his desk where an orb sat, perched on a petrified claw. In the orb's depths, a figure was visible. The Elf Queen Vivian, sleeping peacefully, clad scantily, lay on her bed within her confinement room.

He had given her a lot of attention today, as was his customary routine lately, and Vivian had almost instantly fallen asleep after he had returned her to her room.

What attention had he given her, you wonder? Well, of course there had been a full-body massage that had left Vivian a quivering mess on the nectar-soaked bed after 2 back-to-back orgasms...

Then there had been her first meal of the day, which she had taken rather admirably considering she had just orgasmed twice in quick succession!

She had actually seemed to love today's meal. Though she had been messier than normal.

Then there was the usual bath they shared, during which Vivian had been kissed thoroughly and teased to yet another orgasm...

And finally there was the second meal of the day, after which Vivian had been barely conscious, the 3 orgasms and a full belly of sperm dulling her senses and making the Queen rather sleepy.

So Archmagus Gryphon had taken pity on her and left her to rest while he returned to his study to catch up on some work, leading us to the current moment.

News had arrived from his spies inside the Human Kingdom; the Curse of Infertility was reportedly broken! The evidence of this was provided by one of his spies, and he pulled it up on his orb to review it again. The evidence was a very detailed magical recording of the Royal Princess herself amorously entangled with her guardsman!

Archmagus Gryphon had studied the recording intently several times now, noting the single most important point was that the Princess was pregnant!

His eyes glinted as he watched the recording again, appreciating the alternate angles captured by his minion. Well done indeed! Someone deserved a raise for this!

What was surprising was how well the Princess was taking all this... activity. In fact, she seemed to be the one least affected by what was happening!

Still, it was a rather stimulating sight... If he had known the Princess had this side to her, he might have paid her a visit himself!

While he appreciated the erotic recording, Archmagus Gryphon's mind was churning. With this news his plans could now move forward! All the prep-work had been done, the Elf Queen was in his hands and had been thoroughly softened and conditioned by him over the last few months. By now she was primed and ready for the final step...

He turned the orb's focus back to the sleeping Elf Queen, watching her large, bountiful breasts rise and fall rhythmically as she slept. His groin stiffened as his passion-filled gaze lingered on the sleeping beauty's form, especially that single perky, pink nipple that had slipped out and stood prominently atop one large, round breast.

His ultimate plan, "The Perfect Offspring" could now be completed!

Long had he planned to find the perfect partner to produce an heir. Long had he searched the world for the perfect genetic match, the perfect supplement for his own genetic shortcomings. Then, he found her.

The Elf Queen Vivian, a 99.9% match. If they had a child together, it would inherit both of their genetic strains, producing the perfect Magus! For the perfect offspring, Archmagus would not be their limit like it was for him! They would be able to reach beyond Archmagus, into the realm of the Gods!

Finding her had been Archmagus Gryphon's greatest achievement, and ultimate despair. After all, the Curse of Infertility was effective even on him, an Archmagus at his peak. He still couldn't produce an heir even with his perfect partner within his grasp!

That however, didn't stop him from capturing her and initiating her training. Her body had to be primed and their soul wavelength synced, so he had 'rescued' her. The beacon sigil he was using as an excuse was real enough, someone from her homeland had betrayed her, and she would have been turned into a pathetic cock-slave by that noble, but he had stepped in just in time. He could have removed that beacon sigil in an instant, however, it was convenient enough to trick the naive Queen into her current delusion.

Surprisingly, she had offered very little resistance to his administrations aside from the weak protests in the beginning... Now she was practically throwing that sinful body into his arms and even sucking his dick without being prompted! Quite the pleasant outcome indeed.

Another pleasant discovery had been her weakness to kisses... Who knew the Queen of the Elves would simply melt into a puddle of hot, lusty desire whenever she was kissed with some enthusiasm!

By now she was in the palm of his hand, their souls were wave-matched, so when they completed copulation the Elven racial trait of soul-matching would consider them a perfect match, ending with Vivian completely subdued by him!

And now, finally, with this new intel informing him that the Princess was with child, how could he not be excited! Archmagus Gryphon was practically grinning from ear to ear!

Tomorrow... he would conquer her completely!