The king of Steelton

My muscular frame towered over the servant girl, her naked body was on all fours as I roughly thrusted my huge wolvir cock into her wet pussy. Her moans of pain and pleasure and the sound of my hips colliding with her pear shaped ass filled the room. The noises she let out made it clear that this was her first time getting fucked by a wolvir. Elle sat in the corner of the room, her dress skirts hiked over her hips as she played with her clit, her panties hanging off her ankle, her eyes never leaving the salacious sight of the servant girl being pounded by her king.

“Oh my god!” The servant girl squealed. We found out her name was Louise, when I offered her to join me in the guest chambers for the night. She was hesitant at first, giving half hearted reasons as why she could not, but her curiosity got the better of her. This must be the most exciting thing to happen to her, to be seduced by a strong and handsome wolvir, and a king to boot.

We had built up a sweat, as a sheen of moisture had produced on her body, her back glistened erotically with her perspiration. The musk of sex and sweat filled the room.

I watched as my red canine-like cock delved deep into her eager cunt, my knot smacking against her entrance, her juices coating my dick.

Her tits weren’t as heavy and full as Elle’s, but damn, she had a nice big ass. Her fat cheeks jiggled erotically every time I ploughed into her, I couldn’t help but give out a small growl from the way her velvet feeling, and warm insides felt gripping my shaft.

I gave a quick look to Elle, her eyes were half closed as she frantically rubbed at her clit, biting her lip as she came close to giving herself an orgasm.

“How does that wolvir cock feel?” I teased Louise.

“Am-amazing!” She gasped. “I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“Never been fucked by a wolvir?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

“No, never!” She groaned.

“What’s better, mighty wolvir cock, or a small pathetic human penis?”

“Your cock! Your huge wolvir cock!” She moaned out in ecstasy.

With that, I felt Louise’s pussy spasm and her body shake, as she was about to experience her first orgasm from a wolvir.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming on your huge wolvir cock!” She gleefully screamed. I approached my own orgasm, and spurted a heavy load into her pussy. I pulled out with a wet and sloppy squelch, Louise moaned as I now left her empty of my wolvir dick.

Elle had grown impatient and too horny at the visage of me unloading my seed into the servant. She closed the distance between us and I now found myself on my back. Louise lates on her front, breathing heavily as she recovered from her climax. Elle straddled me, her skirts bunched up and over her wide hips, she teased her entrance with my slanted tip, before lowering herself down to envelop my cock with her majestic feeling pussy. She groaned out in satisfaction at being filled with my full nine inches, my knot just resting at her opening. Her cunt felt hot and wet from her neediness to be stuffed with my shaft. She pulled the top of her dress down to reveal her large tits, as she bounced on my cock, her breasts bounced along with her. Elle leant forward slightly to rest her hands on my chest, she cooed as she rubbed my muscles. I reached to cup her chubby ass cheeks, and she rode me, I thrusted up to meet her.

Elle looked down on me with such adoration, her eyes sparkling with lust as she began to speak filthy taunts, her voice dripping with desire.

“You love this, don't you? Fucking that tight little servant girl, feeling her squirm under your massive wolvir cock. But now it’s my turn, and I’m going to ride you harder than she ever could ever dream of doing.”

She ground her hips down, her wetness coating my shaft as she continued. I stared up at her as she majestically rode me, her red hair flying freely, her large mammaries jiggling hypnotically.

“You’re a sexy beast, a king, and I’m your queen. Fuck me like you mean it, show me what that wolvir strength is for.”

With a growl that rumbled deep in my chest, I grasped Elle's hips firmly, my claws digging gently into her soft flesh. She gasped, her eyes widening with a mix of surprise and excitement as I flipped her onto her back, my movements swift and powerful. I positioned myself above her, my massive frame towering over her as I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, her heels high in the air. As I thrust into Elle with relentless vigour, the room echoed with the slap of flesh against flesh, mingling with Elle’s breathless moans and my guttural growls. She took my cock like the submissive bitch she is, accepting my seed to fill her insides as I climaxed into her.

I wasn’t done yet, my cock was still hard when I pulled out of Elle’s pussy, and it was slick with her juices. I looked towards Louise, and she understood instantly, shifting herself onto her back as I positioned her in to the same one as Elle before. I drove my dick deep into her as I took in the details of her body.

She wasn’t as curvy as Elle or some of my other bitches and thralls. Her ass was probably her best feature in my eyes. Her tits a good handful, but not as round and meaty, her pubic area had sparse hairs that seemed as though she trimmed it. Like Elle too, she accepted my cock penetrating her with a submissive and orgasmic look on her face. When my knot threatened to insert itself inside her to lock us together, my breeding instincts kicked in. Wouldn’t it be nice to leave Turndale with impregnating the help. I wanted to breed this bitch, and leave her first time with a wolvir memorable, by making her belly swell with my pup.

As the night wore on, cunts were continuously filled with wolvir sperm, Louise received the most quantity. And with an enthusiastic goading from Elle as she gave me her blessing to knock this bitch up.

I relaxed on my back as Elle pressed her body against mine. We passionately kissed, whilst Louise was in between my legs as she licked at my softening shaft and furry balls.

“You did well for your first time with a wolvir, bitch.” I said to Louise.

“I’m glad to be of service, king Fen.” She whimpered as she pushed her face at my cock, I could feel it hardening again. My cock grew against her face, my full length longer than her face, she looked aroused as she watched me reach full hardness right in her face. My cock was still slick with the combined juices of Elle and Louise, as well as the maid’s saliva. I t throbbed intimidatingly, a commanding presence about it as though it knew the bitch in front of it needed to be dominated.

“Do you wish to seed me once more?” She looked at me with playful eyes, a glint of lust within them. I grinned menacingly.

After leaving Turndale refreshed and renewed, also leaving a human maid with enough cum inside her to ensure she was impregnated, we rode for Steelton. I imagined on the way to the city of what Louise would look like with a full belly of my bastard pup inside her. Would she be proud of shameful at being knocked up by a wolvir? No matter, either way I was pleased with myself. Louise was to be apart of the pack of many bitches to be impregnated by me.

We arrived to Steelton and I could see the wonder of the city, much smoke billowed from the city itself, showcasing the production of arms and armour. The duke helped us gain entry, telling the guards at the gate I was an envoy, and a king wishing to speak with their king.

We were all taken to a council meeting room, we were instructed to sit by the duke. Not long after, the king of Steelton entered, king Loda.

He was an obese man, walking in with his crown upon his head. An attractive young woman with light brown hair and glasses followed inside, she wore simple clothes but I could tell she had a curvy figure. She carried a small stack of parchment attached to a writing board, a fancy looking quill between her fingers.

The king sat opposite the duke and made an inquisitive look towards myself. The scribe sat near her liege and began to write, she dipped her quill point in an ink pot on the table, scratching sounds of her writing could be heard.

“What is this that you’ve brought me, Sebastian?” He quizzed the duke.

“This is king Loda.” Sebastian spoke to me, then turned to his king. “AndI present to you, my king. Fen, the king of the wolvir.” He gestured towards me. “And his queen, Ellanor.”

The king look befuddled and a little disgusted, his blubbery face and double chin wobbled as he shook his head.

“A human woman as his queen? That’s outrageous.” He spluttered. “How can that even work?”

“I can assure you, your grace.” Elle piped in. “That king Fen completely satisfies me, and many other women he has claimed. I am honoured to be his mate, and his queen.” She flashed me a devilish grin, as she fondled the wolf head on her choker.

The king still looked indifferent, but let it pass.

“With what I understand, there is business you wish to discuss?” The king asked me.

“I wish to propose a trade deal.” I begin. “My kingdom has recently culled the weak and traitorous wolvir in my kingdom. Before that we won a war with the orcs. And only since I returned home from my travels and newly gained experiences, have I made a difference for the better for my kingdom. I want to offer the services of my warriors with this war you are about to embark on.”

“You think I can’t manage this with my own soldiers?” The king said.

“Your war is costing you, I can smell the desperation in the air. But with my pack of warriors, we can turn the tide for you. My wolvir are not just fighters, they’re beasts on the battlefield, relentless and hungry for blood. They will not stop until your enemies are at your feet.” I paused, letting the weight of my words sink in. “In return, I want resources-steel, teachings, and land. Not just for my warriors, but for the bitches that carry my pups.”

His jowls trembled as he glanced at the buxom scribe taking notes next to him, her quill frozen mid-stroke as my gaze raked over her peasant blouse stretched taut across milky breasts. “You...you expect me to believe mongrels can win a war men cannot?” Loda scoffed, sweat beading on his upper lip even as his eyes darted to where Elle’s fingers trailed along her choker and cleavage.

I bared my fangs in a mockery of a smile, claws digging into the oak table as I leaned closer.

“The wolvir are the most ferocious and resilient warriors in the land, they are only rivalled by minotaurs, Leonpers, Bjorners. But we out match them all in speed and agility.” I growled, my deep voice rumbling through the chamber. “Their ferocity in battle is unmatched. They fight with strength and cunning, tearing through the enemies with ease. We’ve been warring against orcs, trolls and other strong adversaries. Humans would not stand a chance against a hoard of wolvir warriors.”

The king was taken aback by my passionate words, the scribe looked at me in disbelief, her hand still, not writing but intently listening to me.

“Pay me for my warriors, and whatever invader comes against you will be crushed. Shit, I’ll even sweeten the deal for you. I’ll aid you myself in the upcoming war of yours.”

The king’s eyes widened. “You would fight for me?”

I laughed in amusement. “No. I would not fight for you, but for your gold.”

He contemplated what felt like an age, the scribe went back to documenting this meeting. The duke looked to his king with perseverance, willing him to accept.

“Very well, king Fen. I will accept your offer. I will pay you for your services, and whatever else you have to trade. If you showcase your capabilities in war, I will keep paying for your services for the future.” The king agreed.

The scribe produced a different parchment, detailing the print of our trade deal. This included goods and wares that I wished to sell in the city and surrounding provinces that the king owned. King Loda and I signed it, sealing the pact of our trade deal in place.

I knew in the near future, that I would be signing a new trade deal, with the duke’s signature in place of the current king’s