Spoils of... War?

I made my way down towards the Dungeon and was met by the two Demonic Halberdiers who greeted me with a slight bow. The moans of both pain and pleasure coming from the Dungeon were still muffled by the thick door, so I unlocked it and stepped through into Cyrelias paradise. The short Succubus was fucking a pretty young woman with ginger hair and a freckled face with a sizeable strap-on while spanking a blonde cutie who was suspended in the air above her.

She felt my presence and turned towards me without breaking her thrusts, “What a pleasure!”, she shrieked, “Have you come to join us?”. As much as her offer tempted me, I had other plans, “Not today, my dear.”. I ignored her disappointed expression and scanned the room where I found a total of eight young women in various states of bondage and consciousness. They were probably getting fucked by the Greater Imps until a few minutes ago, when I ordered them to help with the cleanup upstairs.

“How are these girls doing?”, I inquired. Cyrelia giggled, “All these horny little sluts walked right past the cute halberdiers outside without a question. Your ritual is a wonder if demonic magic. They let me restrain them and enjoyed the imp-fucking like few I’ve ever seen.”, she laughed as she recalled the events of the evening, “Without a doubt these sluts are broken, yours forever.”. I nodded, very satisfied with her report, “Great work, Cyrelia, I knew I could count on you.”. She squirmed at the compliment and fucked the ginger beauty even harder for a few strokes, “Thank you, Lord.”.

I had to decide now what to do with these girls. I started by applying the Mark of Submission with its usual safeties and restrictions. There were two options in my eyes: Either I add them to the roster of whores for the Brothel to make a ton of money, or I turn them into breeders for my Mountain Orc army. Considering that we were already writing green numbers without these lovely assets and keeping in mind the imminent attack by the Hornet Empress, my choice was clear.

When I told Cyrelia I’d be taking all eight of her playthings, she complained, “Aww that is not fair! You can’t just take them all!?”. She pouted and stomped her leg in a rather cute display of defiance. I tilted my head, “I can’t?”. She raised her chin at me, “No! You have to leave two for me!”.

A minute later, the short Succubus was blindfolded, wrapped in chains and dangling from the ceiling in a heavy cage. Her complaints were muffled by the large ball-gag in her mouth and her struggles only lead to the cage gently swaying from left to right. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had given the bratty switch exactly what she wanted, but it couldn’t be helped. Discipline had to be enforced, whether she enjoyed it or not.

I freed the girls from their restraints and equipped them all with metal collars, then chained them so they formed a line. A naked, beautiful, helpless and horny line of sluts that would bear my army. I opened the portal to my Domain and led them through, right into the cushy throne room at the core of my extensive fortress. I found Magol, whose eyes widened when he saw the line of beautiful women I delivered to him.

He bowed before me, “Your visit honours me, My Lord. Rest assured that we have been training rigorously for combat. What brings you here today?”. I gestured for him to rise, “I was sure it would be the right choice to ally with you, Magol. I am here to deliver on my promise, I bring you a way to increase your numbers.”, I gestured vaguely at the women behind me who, now no longer affected by the ritual, looked quite scared. Magol grinned and stepped up to the redhead who was first in the line. The massive Mountain Orc towered over the girl who stared at the ground until he grabbed her chin and **** her to look him in the eyes, “You will be here for a while.”, he explained, “You will be taken care of, you will not be injured, you will lack for nothing.”. Just when her expression relaxed, he added: “And you will bear our children.”.

The girls started whispering amongst each other, which I stopped with a commanding “Silence!”. Their Marks of Submission glowed and their mouths shut. I turned to Magol, “I understand orcs don’t have female members of their species.”, the orc nodded, so I continued, “I also understand the recipients of your… seed, give birth quite soon, painlessly and to multiple children.”, Magol confirmed again. “Wonderful, I’ll leave you to your business and will attend to mine.”, I gave the chained and fearful women a playful bow, “You may talk again, ladies.”, then I left my Domain.