A Twisted, Horror Show
Hunnie 🔮
"You embarrassed me fully yesterday! I say, I am very busy combing new servants to our castle! NO MORE OTHER GIRLS! SO YOU COME!"
Luisi roars at me and grabs me by my arm. Dragging me all the way there, while my aching body protested.
I was not expecting her to hit me at all.
I felt like death was knocking on my door anyways. These past few days my body has been in so much pain, so much hurt, and expelling things I didn’t think I would….
I sobbed uncontrollably all the way there, with Luisi hissing at me to shush.
I didn’t know we were short staffed, not that I would of still agreed to assist The King and Queen anyways, but she didn’t have to become violent. It made me wonder if she got in trouble last time…
We arrived to The King’s chambers quicker than we did last night.
The sweet smell of licorice flodded my nostrils as quickly as my ears picked up on giggles from a woman.
Cyn.
The tall, black doors open from the inside, and I kept my head down. Not wanting anyone to see my swollen, puffy, wet cheeks.
My eyes followed the shiny wooden floors all the way across the room to our station by the bookshelf. Luisi pushing me all the way there.
She says a few words in her native tongue to the fellow maids and I hear her shoes clicking it’s way out the door.
I lift my head slightly to my side. Next to me we’re three maids, both standing up straight, with their attention to the center of the room. I lowered my head again as my ears tingled.
Moans began filling the room and at the same time, the discomfort in my chest began to sting and ache uncontrollably. I was suffocating. The room was way too hot for me, I can’t breathe!
I feel extremely nauseous about this whole situation and being back in here.
Does The King not sense this from me? How can he not tell that I am unwell? Why doesn’t anyone care?
As much as I wanted to keep my head down, I found my bobbing head lifting on its own.
My mate…. Oh how my heart ached…
Cyn is seated between his legs with her back facing him, while he’s grabbing a mouthful of her breast and suckling on them.
My eyes trail disgustingly and see his other hand inside her dress and slightly moving back and fourth.
I lower my head back down and the weight sends my body leaning forward, almost falling to the ground. I sluggishly fixed my posture, but not before a squeaking sob leaves my throat….
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The Demon-Wolf King, Bahm 💣
This child is ruining my mood. What is wrong with her!
I get we are short staff due to training Cyn’s moronic servants, that doesn’t even know how to clean a toilet properly, but I should still be able to enjoy myself as King!
I take my fingers out of Cynthia’s snatch and she shifts annoyingly between my legs.
She can tell I was growing frustrated from this little maid that keeps crying and moving all over the place.
WHY COULDN’T SHE STAND STRAIGHT AND BECOME INVISIBLE LIKE THE OTHER THREE?!?!
“YOU!” My voice starling the other three maidens in the room.
“…You are the same maid from last night…That ruined my mood!” Cyn rests her body back against mine, but I can sense she’s seething inside.
The maid doesn’t even reply back to me. She straight up ignores me and begins rubbing her elbows.
What is she, NEW?!
My eyes travel to the other three maids next to her, they seemed worried that I would release a wrath upon all of them.
This new maid smelled of jealousy and a whole bunch of other emotions that peeked my interest…
Maybe, she had a secret crush on me and didn’t want to be in the room while I fùcked Cyn senseless. I decided to toy with her, it could possibly put me back into the mood if I commanded her to play with us.
She was quite cute anyways….
“Are you not happy with your new Queen?” I teased her, looking right at her wide teary eyes as I grab onto both of Cyn’s breast.
Squeezing them roughly, that Cyn moans a sweet sound from her lips.
The curvy maid bites her lips and more tears stream out before she lowers her head back to the floor again.
Now, all my maids are very obedient, and would never ignore anything I asked of them. Who does this one think she is?!
I watch as the closest maid next to her nods over to me and smacks the annoying, crybaby of a maid, on the back of her head.
That’s right, put some sense into her.
“Do you want to die? Answer your King!” The girl says to the crying maid, who was now shielding her head from another smack.
She was holding in her sobs and hiding behind her thick, curly hair that shielded her face.
I could feel Cyn growing angry at the maid. She was taking up our time, which I didn’t mind, but when Cyn wants it, she wants it…
Cynthia scoots herself to the edge of my bed and at the same time, the three other maids tighten up their posture and bows to her.
She storms over to the sobbing, curvy maid, fangs out and nails elongated. She waits til the girl lifts her head from feeling her presence and sends her a scratching slap to her face.
A small satisfying grin plasters onto my face and Cyn looks back and makes eye contact with me.
“YOU ARENT HAPPY WITH ME?!?” She roars as the girl breaks down crying.
The new maid looks at me first, not even sparing Cyn any eye contact and I can already sense how enraged that made Cyn feel.
She goes to send another scratching slap to the already bleeding face of the girl, but my nose picks up on magic being summoned.
I sat up in my bed and watched as a fiery, dark pink bubble, burst from the maids chest, burning the flesh off of Cyn’s body that it made contact with.
A Dark Witch!
I teleport within nanoseconds, ignoring Cyn’s cries and lifting the dark witch of a maid up in the air by her throat and eye level to mine.
“WHAT!!! IS….A ….DARK WITCH DOING IN MY CASTLE!!!” I roared so loud my vision blackened.
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