User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Apophis FedoraFox

Prompt: The Fallen Army



Having been left for three days in the hands of various rough mamono, we're more than understanding of what our denial could cost us. But that doesn't stop me from giving the purple snake woman a piece of my mind.

"I wouldn't betray the pharoh to you if you put me into the Abyss itself." I growl, getting a dissmissive head shake from the apophis.

"Anyone else?" She asks, ignoring me to look over the other men, but they take after my example and mostly remain silent. "Pity." The mamono who captured us, an anubis with especially dark skin, a wild looking lamia, two manticore twins with bright pink hair, and a sphinx with silver eyes and dirty blonde hair, step inside.

"So then, we get our turn now?" The lamia asks, her slightly manic eyes scanning us. before resting on one of my companions.

"They're still being uncooperative. treat them as you will, I'll be back tomorrow." We're only held down with ropes, and most of them have come loose during our time here. I know the door the apophis is slithering through leads to quite a drop, and I'm not getting a better shot at this.

With a roar I use all the energy I have left to burst free from the loose ropes, tackling the would-be queen before anyone can react. We go tumbling down the fall as I'd hoped, and I hear a commotion before the tumbling knocks me senseless. When I come to I'm completely restrained, my chest feeling particularly tight. My eyes lock onto a pair of raging amber eyes set onto a black background.

"Y-you... you... YOU!" She roars, leaning down to sink her teeth into my shoulder. The heat's more than I expected, and the impulses only make it worse. After a few moments I feel the changes about my body. The restraining coils become easier to move, my previously drained vitality coming back with a vengeance, and above everything else is a desire to ravish the woman on me.

Once she pulls her head up I tear my arms from her bindings and grab her, pulling her in for the most intense kiss I've ever experienced. Her entire body goes rigid, before wilting into the kiss. I pull myself free from the rest of her now limp muscles and pound into her, driving her deeper into the sandstone floor with every thrust.

Everything get's hazy after that, until I wake up with her in my arms, her tail coiled from my hips to my toes. Looking around the royal guard came to help and found themselves with venom flowing through them too. The rest of my men are in the various women's embrace. The apophis snuggled into my chest stirs as I shuffle around. She looks up at my face with a drowsy smile.

"Oh, you're awake." She stretches and yawns, looking around us and laughing. "Seems like we may have gotten carried away last night." She snuggles in deeper against me. "Oh well. I think I'll just lay here for a while longer." I smile, twirling a lock of her hair around my fingers.

"So, am I going to be punished for this?" She gives me a playful look.

"Oh, most certainly. You'll recieve a punishment reserved for my most troublesome prisoner." She kisses me deeply, and bites my lower lip, a small dose of venom flowing through me. "I'm going to make you serve me every time I need a man's warmth inside me." I can already feel the effects of the venom, not quite as potent as last night, thankfully.

"Well then, I suppose such a needful woman like yourself will need my constant attention." She coos at the feeling of me growing within her, apparently having never pulled out after we lost consciousness. We return to our loving, much more calm than last nights anger-fueled fuckathon, and the others start to wake up.

"You're still going, mistress?" The anubis mutters, rubbing her eyes.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Of course she is, our mistress is the most powerful mamono of this desert." The lamia laughs, before gasping as her partner spanks her.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"The pharoh is the most powerful woman in this desert, and don't you forget it.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Blasphemy!" The sphinx yells, sitting up from her partner's lap. "Mistress, you're not going to allow such talk, are you?" The apophis has to speak between heavy moans, and I don't give her much opportunity through our kisses.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Oh, who cares?!" She squeals as I strike her womb. "This is so good, who cares about smoe stupid throne!" She bites me again, her passion fueling both our lusts.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Mmm... that does look good...." One of the manticore twins mutters, rubbing her tail against her crotch.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Ohhh yeah... That looks real good." The other nods, grinding against her partner.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I think we all know what our mistress wants," the anubis laughs, mounting her own partner, "any objectors?" Niether the men nor the monsters objected to a return to the orgy. It was several more hours before my new wife was out of venom, and it had cleared my system. The others had dispersed, and we'd made our way to the apophis' bed.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So then... I feel like I should know your name before we start talking about what happens next." The woman smiles tiredly, pulling a fruit from a bowl next to the bed.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Farala." She whispers into my ear.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, Farala, what are you going to do, now that I've conquered you?" She smiles, slipping on top of me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Oh, so you've conquered me, have you?" With an equally mischevious smile I nod, pulling her in for a deep kiss.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"I don't think I'm much of a slave, since I keep putting you under me." I whisper into her ear, holding her close. She giggles at the remark.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"But you are my slave, just like I'm yours." I chuckle, brushing a lock of hair from her face.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Then from one slave to another, do you really want a throne?" She sighs, closing her eyes for a moment, beofe looking back at me.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Mm... I'm going to let the pharoh know she can keep her silly throne. I have everything I need right. Here." She punctuates her last word with another bite, barely a few drops of venom sliding from her fangs, but enough to get me ready again.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"One last round, but only for you, my dark darling." I caress her cheek lovingly.

<p style="font-weight:400;">Once I'd given her one last filling of seed, I started trying to sort the both of us out. The men I'd been trapped with had found a similar fate to me, being claimed by one of the royal guard.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"Well, they're not as horrible as I thought they'd be." One says, stroking his sphinx parter around her ears, much to her purring enjoyment.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"So, are we free to go, captain?" I nod, letting them know that everyone in Farala's army is free to go, including all prisoners.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"What about you, sir?" I smile, running a hand through my hair.

<p style="font-weight:400;">"There's only one way to neutralise an apophis. You find her a husband. I knew what I was getting into the moment we started marching. And I'm more than happy with the results." I hear her slithering up to me, and hold out a hand without even turning around. The tip of a tail wraps around my ankle as fingers do the same to my hand. "Let the pharoh know she's no longer in danger, and that she has my thanks." I add with a wink.

<p style="font-weight:400;">A week later we get a message from the pharoh, thanking me for my 'sacrifice' and thakning Farala for taking me. We send a reply a few days later thanking her back for giving us the chance to be together like this. It's even mroe enjoyable than I'd expected, between the intense love making, warm cuddle sessions, and pleasant meals together, we really do love each other's company.