You had no name and was simply referred to as "Warlord" by others.As you reached adulthood, you found out the whole reason of your birth. Your demon f...ther wanted to turn the world into a one of sex and debauchery. And so it was prophesied that you were to be born to fulfill that plan.You had just conquered the neighboring kingdom and sat in your new throne. You were naked as you found clothes to be too restrictive and your cock was drooling precum. You were aching for a nice tight ass to fuck. I will teach you in a way that feels very good ok my baby?" There are no rules to our games except for one and that is to never tell anyone about what we share together ok?” and I reply, "yes mommy." Then you drop your robe to expose extremely revealing lingerie that resembles a barely there, yet fitted latex spider web. You looked like some sort of pornographic Spiderwoman. It is my teenage dream come true because you know that I my dick get hard from watching cosplay girls and female comic. Her lush body refused to climax as she gasped and squealed, leaning forward and convulsing with lust, fluids flowing, teeth clenched. She cursed and dismounted.A half-hour later, showered and powdered, her pudenda carefully shaved and a jeweled cone-shaped plug deep in her stretched anus and a tiny clip-on ring atop her fluttering labia, she came down for breakfast wearing only her brother’s college t-shirt, which barely reached the crest of her mounded thighs, a constant reminder of their. "Sure, not a problem, Gus," Richard told us. "I'll have one of the men drive her in." I'll need to go in our car as it has the infant's seats in it," I said."Won't be a problem," Richard assured us.A short time after we returned to the cabin, Stan, the guide, arrived and he and Gus departed for the range with the Sharps, to be sure that it was sighted in correctly. A while after that there was a knock at the door, and I answered it."Morning, Ma'am. I'm George. I'm supposed to drive you into.