The Way of a Demon Lord

Sorry for the delay. Here- a long chapter as compensation.

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Afternoon. The sky was dark, but not dark enough to ensure a rainfall.

The Royal Palace of Aurgoth.

King Leopold was walking to and fro in his room with a grimace on his face. His wife, who was sitting on the bed did nothing but following with her majestic eyes.

She had never seen the man she had spent more than half of her life with in such tension, barring his previous tantrum of course. She had been asking him for days what happened, but all she got in reply was his silence. She had already given up, knowing that her husband was one of the most stubborn man alive.

The king suddenly stopped and frowned. He scanned around the room, only to find nothing out of the ordinary.

He turned to his wife. "Leave."

The Queen frowned. "What-"

"Leave!" He bellowed, causing her whole body to twitch.

She bit her lips and got up, ready to depart from the room.

"No need." A third voice manifested itself- one which seemed to belong to an emotionless female.

The Queen began to circulate her magical energy as she looked around in alert. "Who?!"

"Me." A young woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She had silky black hair and a pair of abyssal eyes. Anyone could only guess the otherworldly beauty that she was hiding behind that veil.

She was wearing a slitted black dress- a tight one that exposed her wonderful figure. But the traits that made her the most unique woman, or being, that the Queen had ever seen were the pair of sharp horns that towered from her head.

"Who are you?!" The Queen took a step back. She was ready to cast a spell.

"Donella." But her husband's voice grabbed her attention. "Stand down."

"But-"

"Stand down, we said. We know her."

The Queen finally complied, but she did not totally let her guard down. Something about the newcomer, gave her an eerie feeling, even if she did not take the horns into consideration.

"We meet again." The demoness spoke in her ever-indifferent voice. "I hope you are ready."

"We have been waiting for you." The King said. "And we are ready."

The horned demoness snapped her fingers. A peculiar looking thing came out of thin air.

It looked like a meter long pipe. One end was hollow, but at the end there was a triangular block of sorts. He observed that item for a few seconds before turning to his 'business partner', awaiting an explanation.

"This is something I harvested from one of the worlds I 'visited'." She pressed the triangular end of the object against her right shoulder and pointed the hollow end at the window. Her left hand was holding the pipe while the index finger of her right hand touched the tint protrusion that came from the junction of the block and the tube.

"A 'Rifle'- they call this."

Her finger pressed the protrusion.

*BANG!"

A thunder rumbled, despite a lightning not flashing in the sky. Fire momentarily exploded from the nozzle.

Both the King and the Queen took a step back, not expecting this development. The King's level 9 senses were able to sense of metal blasting off from the object. But his eyes could not see anything. The only thing he could see was that bird tens of meters away falling to the ground. His keen eyes were even able to detect the empty hole on that bird.

*Gulp*

"So, what do you think?" The demoness asked, putting the weapon away from her shoulder. She was completely unfazed by what just transpired.

"We..." The king was tongue tied. "What... Is this... is this a divine weapon?"

"Divine?" She raised her brows. "With the resources your Kingdom has, you can build these 'divine weapons' as if you were growing grains."

"What?!" Both the King and the Queen's eyes almost popped out from their sockets.

"Just imagine." The demoness said in her emotionless tone, caressing the weapon with her hands. "A weapon capable of putting a hole through even mid level circlers, and that can be used by even a commoner without any magical talent. Moreover, this can be mass produced in the hundreds, if not thousands."

She looked into the eyes of the King. "Just imagine what you can do."

The King swallowed his saliva. "We-"

"I have the blueprints." She put the butt of the weapon on the ground and snapped her fingers again. A scroll appeared on her right hand.

"We..." He stepped forward, attempting to grab the scroll. But alas, before he could- it disappeared. And with it, the rifle also disappeared.

"Have I not told you that you have to pay the price? A sacrifice."

"What do you need?!" The king declared. "I have everything you can ever ask for. Gold, money-"

"Stop." She showed him her palm. "I have heard this countless of times before and I am tired of it. I need a sacrifice- something really precious to you."

He scowled. "Like what?"

She pointed out her fingers. "Her. She would suffice... for now."

"What!?" The middle aged man cried out. The end of her finger pointed to none other than his wife. The Queen herself was shocked to the very core.

"See?" The demoness said. "I want something, the loss of which pains you. But I have my duty as your partner; I won't take anything from you permanently, just 'momentarily'. Let her be my slave and the blueprint is yours."

"You?!" He gritted his teeth and turned to his wife. He looked at the shocked look on her face and sighed.

He turned to the demoness. "We rej-"

"He agrees!" The Queen stepped forward, fires of determination burning in her eyes.

"Donella!"

"Don't worry dear." She held his hand and looked at his eyes with love. "This weapon can change everything. You need this. So what if I remain a slave for a few days? You can't give up on such a card."

"You..."

"Shhh." She covered his mouth with her soft hand. "No more words."

She then turned around, only to find the horned woman sitting on the bed. The slit of her dress revealed her thigh thighs and long legs, and also the black panties she were wearing. Both of them could smile she had beneath the veil.

"From here on, I, Donella De Recruz, am your slave." The Queen declared.

"Good." The demoness's voice was now cheerful as her eyes were locked onto the grimaced face of the King. The abyssal eyes than turned to the Queen.

"Be a good bitch and get on all fours."

"You!" King Leopold was going to intervene. But before he could, he already found her wife on the floor- on all fours. "Donella!"

"It's my choice." The Queen said.

"Now crawl towards me."

The woman complied and began to crawl. Just when she reached close to the horned woman-

"Ah..." She felt a tug on her hair. The veiled lady held her by the hair with left hand and with the right-

*Slap!*

"Aaaah!" A tear escaped the Queen's eyes.

The King wanted to chime in, but did not. His mind was in a turmoil- between his wife, and the weapon.

"Dogs are good with their tongue. Are you?" The young lady began to pull out her black panties. Soon, her pink pussy was in view of both the King and the Queen.

*Gulp*

A bulge grew on the man's pants. But before he could enjoy the sight any further, his 'partner' pushed her wife's face onto it. She was still holding the Queen by her hair.

"Lick."

The slave obediently complied and began to lick the demoness's delicious pussy.

"Mmh..." A soft groan escaped her lips as she turned to the spectating king. Disgust, wrath and helplessness was written on his face, which only added to her pleasure.

"Surprised?" She asked. "Well, don't be... Ah..."

"We demons have pride. But dignity?" She smirked under her veil.

"None."