Xenia made a leisurely return to the BloodStar Empire following her earth-shattering defeat of Pope Gregory. The world was still abuzz with excitement and anxiety following the monumental and shocking outcome, and yet Xenia had something else on her mind.
She walked through the dark hallways of stone underneath BloodStar Castle as she made her way to the very depths of the dungeon. The click of her boots against the stone floor echoed as she walked in her all-black leather outfit that had come to define her appearance in her own realm and indeed throughout the world. Her outfit was both sexy and commanding.
She came to Peter’s cell, and she quietly opened the door. She walked in smiling as Peter looked up to see her beaming with joy.
He sat on a stool with a dull expression wearing only shorts with no shirt or shoes. His body was emaciated from receiving limited rations for weeks, and his hair was unkempt.
Xenia leaned against the wall and folded her arms under her big boobs accentuating them.
Peter looked up at her and said, “Come to kill me? Is that why you are so happy? Go on then. Do your worst. If you were smart, you would kill me and let me be.”
Xenia kept her arms crossed and walked towards him, “I haven’t come to kill you Peter. I have just returned from the Heraklinos Empire, and I came to get my welcome home kiss from my favorite prisoner. You.”
She straddled him and sat in his lap as she continued, “Do you know why I was in the Heraklinos Empire?”
Peter answered her sarcastically, “You and Jacek are to be wed?”
Xenia laughed, “If only. Wouldn’t that be nice? I’m afraid the cold and very ugly Erika Sage is still at his side. I would kill her if it wouldn’t cause such an uproar internationally.” She looked away in thought for a moment before continuing, “No, I was there because I fought your father in a battle to decide the war between the Holy Light Empire and Texas. And guess what? I won.”
Peter began to laugh in earnest, “If you won a battle with my father, it is because he let you. If it were a true fight to the death, he would’ve used holy relics from our vault in the Basilica. He would be unstoppable. Not even you would stand a chance. I needed a good laugh, Xenia. Thank you.”
Peter continued to smile and laugh, and Xenia grabbed his throat and forced him to look at her. She smiled and said, “It was to the death. He used his God Sword. And I killed him.”
Peter looked at her with a more serious demeanor as he thought to himself, “How does she know of the God Sword. Did he really use it? How could he lose with that sword?!”
Xenia laughed in his face now, “You really don’t believe me, do you? It was globally televised. I’ll have the guards transport you to my room for the night, so we can watch it together.”
She brought her lips ever close to his lips and said, “But in the meantime, you are going to hear lots of drumming, marching, and cheering. Directly after this, I have a victory parade to attend organized by my best friend Constance. You remember her don’t you?”
Peter incredulously asked, “Victory parade? For what?”
Xenia released her grip of his neck slightly, and said, “My grip might be too much for you Peter. Did you not hear me? I killed Pope Gregory, and I now have domain over the Holy Light Empire. It’s mine. But don’t worry. I put Michael in charge of running it.”
Peter had a look of panic in his face as he began to wonder if she really were telling him the truth. He didn’t have the chance to ask more questions as Xenia gripped his throat again and said, “Now allow me to extract what I came here for. A kiss from my favorite prisoner. I have developed quite a taste for your family it seems.”
She stood from his lap as she still straddled him, and she inched herself forward until her strong, sexy thighs were firmly between his chest with his arms hanging at his sides. She then began to squeeze his chest with her thighs and leaned over hovering her lips over his mouth.
Her leather-clad legs applied more and more pressure to his rib cage and chest as she hovered over him pushing her leather boobs into him as her leather glove squeezed his throat.
She teased him and said, “I don’t want a regular kiss Peter. I want a bloody and tasty kiss.” She seductively ran her lips over his and said, “Come on, give me what I want.”
She squeezed harder and harder until she heard several ribs crack. Peter began to wince and cry in pain, and she smiled as his body collapsed under the pressure of her legs.
She opened her mouth and silently moaned over him as she squeezed harder and harder breaking more ribs and sending already broken ribs into his lungs.
She moaned aloud and hurriedly said, “That’s it, here it comes. Give me what I want!”
She squeezed harder and then finally released her grip of his throat. As she released her grip, copious amounts of blood gushed upwards from his throat and into his mouth.
Once Xenia saw the blood in his mouth, she leapt forward like an animal and began to ravenously kiss him. It was a bloody make out session, and every time Xenia squeezed her legs, Peter coughed up more and more blood sending Xenia further into her frenzy kissing him and tasting his blood on her lips.
This continued for several minutes with Xenia leaning over him and squeezing him until she was finally satiated for the moment.
She wiped her mouth of his blood, “You really know how to welcome me back, Peter. I think I am going to reward you later. And I mean it. You are a master after all, and you are quite handsome.”
She stood from his lap and walked back to the door. Peter couldn’t help but stare at her firm and perfectly shaped ass as she walked away from him. She looked back and took note, “Like what you see? Good. Because you are going to benefit hugely from me indulging in you later.”
Peter coughed up more blood and said, “Heal me before you leave?”
Xenia took two swift steps back to him and slapped him across the face as hard as she could knocking him to the ground. Her slap was no ordinary slap, and it resulted in one of his eyes bursting from the enormous pressure. She yelled, “Don’t ever make demands of me! You are going to sit here in pain until I decide to allow you pleasure later!”
She then stormed out of the dungeon cell leaving him on the ground with numerous broken ribs, a bloodied face, and a lysed eye ball. The force of his skull slamming into the stone floor resulted in a concussion as well as he lay in a mental haze from her strike.
Xenia approached a guard in the hallway and gave him orders, “I need this prisoner transported to my master suite within my villa by 9:00 pm this evening. I will be expecting him in appropriate evening wear, shackled to the wall, with a void dagger in place. Mistakes are unacceptable. Is that clear?”
The soldier nodded affirmatively. He along with many others strived to follow her orders to perfection as she was well known to take care of all soldiers within the Empire often showering them with gifts, money, and travel expenses on the Empire.
The soldier saluted her, “It will be done without mistake, Warlord BloodStar!”
She smiled revealing her blood-stained tongue and teeth, “Thank you. I have a reward in mind for the soldiers of the empire in the coming days. Having just won the Holy Light Empire, I am going to have a lot of extra money and resources. What do you think you and your soldiers would appreciate most, money, personal training with me, instruction from Nero, travel, something else?”
The soldier nodded, “Money.”
She laughed, “A direct answer! I love it. Money it is. Every soldier of your level and above will receive $1 million as a one-time bonus. I am off to ready for my victory parade. Your service is appreciated soldier.”
The soldier’s loyalty had been steeled with even more respect for his leader, and he called out, “All hail Warlord BloodStar!”
She smiled to herself as she ascended the dungeon stairs making her way back to the castle above. She had only moments to clean herself up before parading through the capital and celebrating with her people.
Xenia made a leisurely return to the BloodStar Empire following her earth-shattering defeat of Pope Gregory. The world was still abuzz with excitement and anxiety following the monumental and shocking outcome, and yet Xenia had something else on her mind.
She walked through the dark hallways of stone underneath BloodStar Castle as she made her way to the very depths of the dungeon. The click of her boots against the stone floor echoed as she walked in her all-black leather outfit that had come to define her appearance in her own realm and indeed throughout the world. Her outfit was both sexy and commanding.
She came to Peter’s cell, and she quietly opened the door. She walked in smiling as Peter looked up to see her beaming with joy.
He sat on a stool with a dull expression wearing only shorts with no shirt or shoes. His body was emaciated from receiving limited rations for weeks, and his hair was unkempt.
Xenia leaned against the wall and folded her arms under her big boobs accentuating them.
Peter looked up at her and said, “Come to kill me? Is that why you are so happy? Go on then. Do your worst. If you were smart, you would kill me and let me be.”
Xenia kept her arms crossed and walked towards him, “I haven’t come to kill you Peter. I have just returned from the Heraklinos Empire, and I came to get my welcome home kiss from my favorite prisoner. You.”
She straddled him and sat in his lap as she continued, “Do you know why I was in the Heraklinos Empire?”
Peter answered her sarcastically, “You and Jacek are to be wed?”
Xenia laughed, “If only. Wouldn’t that be nice? I’m afraid the cold and very ugly Erika Sage is still at his side. I would kill her if it wouldn’t cause such an uproar internationally.” She looked away in thought for a moment before continuing, “No, I was there because I fought your father in a battle to decide the war between the Holy Light Empire and Texas. And guess what? I won.”
Peter began to laugh in earnest, “If you won a battle with my father, it is because he let you. If it were a true fight to the death, he would’ve used holy relics from our vault in the Basilica. He would be unstoppable. Not even you would stand a chance. I needed a good laugh, Xenia. Thank you.”
Peter continued to smile and laugh, and Xenia grabbed his throat and forced him to look at her. She smiled and said, “It was to the death. He used his God Sword. And I killed him.”
Peter looked at her with a more serious demeanor as he thought to himself, “How does she know of the God Sword. Did he really use it? How could he lose with that sword?!”
Xenia laughed in his face now, “You really don’t believe me, do you? It was globally televised. I’ll have the guards transport you to my room for the night, so we can watch it together.”
She brought her lips ever close to his lips and said, “But in the meantime, you are going to hear lots of drumming, marching, and cheering. Directly after this, I have a victory parade to attend organized by my best friend Constance. You remember her don’t you?”
Peter incredulously asked, “Victory parade? For what?”
Xenia released her grip of his neck slightly, and said, “My grip might be too much for you Peter. Did you not hear me? I killed Pope Gregory, and I now have domain over the Holy Light Empire. It’s mine. But don’t worry. I put Michael in charge of running it.”
Peter had a look of panic in his face as he began to wonder if she really were telling him the truth. He didn’t have the chance to ask more questions as Xenia gripped his throat again and said, “Now allow me to extract what I came here for. A kiss from my favorite prisoner. I have developed quite a taste for your family it seems.”
She stood from his lap as she still straddled him, and she inched herself forward until her strong, sexy thighs were firmly between his chest with his arms hanging at his sides. She then began to squeeze his chest with her thighs and leaned over hovering her lips over his mouth.
Her leather-clad legs applied more and more pressure to his rib cage and chest as she hovered over him pushing her leather boobs into him as her leather glove squeezed his throat.
She teased him and said, “I don’t want a regular kiss Peter. I want a bloody and tasty kiss.” She seductively ran her lips over his and said, “Come on, give me what I want.”
She squeezed harder and harder until she heard several ribs crack. Peter began to wince and cry in pain, and she smiled as his body collapsed under the pressure of her legs.
She opened her mouth and silently moaned over him as she squeezed harder and harder breaking more ribs and sending already broken ribs into his lungs.
She moaned aloud and hurriedly said, “That’s it, here it comes. Give me what I want!”
She squeezed harder and then finally released her grip of his throat. As she released her grip, copious amounts of blood gushed upwards from his throat and into his mouth.
Once Xenia saw the blood in his mouth, she leapt forward like an animal and began to ravenously kiss him. It was a bloody make out session, and every time Xenia squeezed her legs, Peter coughed up more and more blood sending Xenia further into her frenzy kissing him and tasting his blood on her lips.
This continued for several minutes with Xenia leaning over him and squeezing him until she was finally satiated for the moment.
She wiped her mouth of his blood, “You really know how to welcome me back, Peter. I think I am going to reward you later. And I mean it. You are a master after all, and you are quite handsome.”
She stood from his lap and walked back to the door. Peter couldn’t help but stare at her firm and perfectly shaped ass as she walked away from him. She looked back and took note, “Like what you see? Good. Because you are going to benefit hugely from me indulging in you later.”
Peter coughed up more blood and said, “Heal me before you leave?”
Xenia took two swift steps back to him and slapped him across the face as hard as she could knocking him to the ground. Her slap was no ordinary slap, and it resulted in one of his eyes bursting from the enormous pressure. She yelled, “Don’t ever make demands of me! You are going to sit here in pain until I decide to allow you pleasure later!”
She then stormed out of the dungeon cell leaving him on the ground with numerous broken ribs, a bloodied face, and a lysed eye ball. The force of his skull slamming into the stone floor resulted in a concussion as well as he lay in a mental haze from her strike.
Xenia approached a guard in the hallway and gave him orders, “I need this prisoner transported to my master suite within my villa by 9:00 pm this evening. I will be expecting him in appropriate evening wear, shackled to the wall, with a void dagger in place. Mistakes are unacceptable. Is that clear?”
The soldier nodded affirmatively. He along with many others strived to follow her orders to perfection as she was well known to take care of all soldiers within the Empire often showering them with gifts, money, and travel expenses on the Empire.
The soldier saluted her, “It will be done without mistake, Warlord BloodStar!”
She smiled revealing her blood-stained tongue and teeth, “Thank you. I have a reward in mind for the soldiers of the empire in the coming days. Having just won the Holy Light Empire, I am going to have a lot of extra money and resources. What do you think you and your soldiers would appreciate most, money, personal training with me, instruction from Nero, travel, something else?”
The soldier nodded, “Money.”
She laughed, “A direct answer! I love it. Money it is. Every soldier of your level and above will receive $1 million as a one-time bonus. I am off to ready for my victory parade. Your service is appreciated soldier.”
The soldier’s loyalty had been steeled with even more respect for his leader, and he called out, “All hail Warlord BloodStar!”
She smiled to herself as she ascended the dungeon stairs making her way back to the castle above. She had only moments to clean herself up before parading through the capital and celebrating with her people.
