Ever After 5: Sara

Luka raised his blade. "Granberia! I can't believe that you would do something so horrible!" He gritted his teeth, as the Dragon Knight stood before him, Dragon Butcher in her hands. Sara knelt on the floor, her wrists tied behind her back, her head up, eyes full of tears. She was dressed in a distractingly alluring belly dancer's outfit. Gentle silks wrapped around her, showing off almost every inch of her fair skin, the desert princess' body almost too alluring to take his eyes off of. But he kept his gaze on Granberia, as she approached. "You'll have to pay for this one!"

 

"Hahaha, foolish hero. A dragon cannot... cannot..." Granberia lifted her hand from her sword, and peered at her wrist. "A dragon cannot help its nature, I will devour the fair maiden, and then have you for dessert..." She lifted the sword. "Have at you!" She lunged forward, the blade slashing out, as Luka bent sideways, swaying out of the way of the blow. He returned a strike, and Granberia went spinning backwards. "Ah! I am vanquished!" She tumbled backwards, her arms pinwheeling as she fell to the ground, Dragon Butcher falling blade first next to her, sticking out of the ground. Luka was pretty impressed at that.

 

The crowd filled with cheers. The Colosseum was holding a special 'Tales of Heroes' day. He crouched down. "Ah, that such a fair and kind-hearted being could be laid low by her desires!" He called out to the stands. He leaned a little closer, and spoke under his breath. "Isn't this all a little, you know... racist?" Granberia shrugged, her eyes still closed.

 

"It's an old classic monster love story. Now, go save the princess." Luka frowned. An old monster love story? But he'd just beaten up the dragon girl. He shrugged, and walked over to the princess, cutting her bonds with Angel Halo. To his surprise, the moment the ropes were cut, she leapt at him. Sara was an attractive enough woman normally. Currently, she was dressed up in a ludicrously revealing, sexually exciting outfit, and he could practically feel the Succubus energy pulsing off of him. Her lips pressed to his, and a familiar sense of weakness swept through him. His legs shook violently, and he collapsed under her weight, as she climbed on top of him. Ah. That explained what kind of monster love story that it was.

 

"Hahaha! For you see, I, the princess, was behind it all along! Secretly a monster, and seeking a worthy husband! Thank you, my silly catspaw dragon! Now, allow me to drain the semen of the Hero, and I shall make him mine! Ah hah hah hah hah!" Sara grinned, as she straddled him. Luka felt a familiar sense of inevitability falling across him. Granted, he wasn't one to complain. He enjoyed his life. Husband to the queen, and hero to the world. There were definitely worse ways to live. If he had to occasionally get raped in front of a huge crowd for charity, it certainly didn't come across as any more shocking than the many other things that he'd done in his life. He shivered a little bit, as she shook her hips lightly. His pants were pushed down by the motion, and his erection sprang up, pressing against her thighs. Damn, but she was good at this.

 

Granberia lifted her head. "Can I join now?" She asked, as laughter rang around the arena.

 

"Ssshh! Not until the second act!" Sara hissed, as she gently shifted her hips.

 

"Oh, to hell with that." Granberia growled, as she stood up. "What a man this hero is! I..." She checked her wrist again, to general laughter. "I shall have my way with him as well, for a man like this ought to be shared around a bit! And if it is against his will, well, so much the better!" Luka rolled his eyes. Monster plays tended to have an extremely straightforward plot structure. Boy meets girl, girl rapes boy. Any critical analysis he might have tried to apply to the situation evaporated as Granberia disrobed. She shot fierce looks around the Colosseum, as though daring anyone to laugh, or act as though she was acting undignified. Then, she squatted down over his face, the volcanic heat of her groin running across his lips.

 

As Sara forced his manhood inside of her, and Granberia ground her pelvis down against his cheeks, Luka considered that there were worse plays. Being humiliated in front of everyone was a little bit rough, but it was all part of the show. Sara had grown antsy about being only able to show off her skills in bed. She wanted the chance to do it in front of a large stadium, and the fact that it was for a good cause had given her the perfect excuse to rope Granberia and Luka into it. The hero had expected a bit more resistance from Granberia, but she seemed to be a born thespian. At least, she certainly enjoyed the opportunity to perform in front of an adoring crowd. Monsters and women of Grand Noah filled the stages, cheering wildly as Luka was mounted. He'd always wondered a little about that. Perhaps there was a vicarious thrill inherent in the Coliseum, watching someone who you'd never normally be able to have being conquered. Then, Sara dropped her hips down ferociously, and all thoughts left his head.

 

By the end of the performance, Luka's groin ached slightly, and his face was sticky from Granberia's molten arousal. The two monstrous women were bowing to the crowd, semen dripping down Sara's thighs, as Luka twitched and shuddered on the floor. He felt exhausted. The monster girls could be more than a little bit greedy with his energy. As he watched Sara's hips, though, he couldn't help but feel that he was a bit happy with the way that things had turned out. It was shameful to be raped by one's wife, but he'd had a lot of shameful things happen to him over the years.

 

After the play, Granberia had disappeared using her magic. Sara smiled as she sat in the dressing room, stroking Luka's hair. "My, my... You're exhausted. I didn't draw too much energy, did I?" She smiled. "It'd be an awful shame if the future Queen of Sabasa accidentally killed her husband by riding him too hard." She laughed, leaning over Luka, a grin on her face, still wearing the sultry belly dancer's outfit, her hips shaking from side to side. "But you're just so tasty... It's hard to resist the urge to try to gobble you all up, Luka..." Her breath pitched lower, growing hungry, as Luka braced himself. It was time for this game again. She forced him down onto the chair, as she hungrily began to pump her hips up and down. He could feel the energy drain beginning, and he gasped as her skin touched his. She wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him. "I wouldn't even have to put you inside... I could just wrap you up like this in my arms. Eat your energy, take it all from you, drink every last drop... And there's nothing the hero could do to stop me."

 

"Sara, wait... Please..." He gasped, his eyes widening, as the ecstasy sent a tremor through him. His shaft twitched, and splattered inside of his pants, once, twice, three times. The world began to go dark, as he desperately dragged his nails along her sides. "Wait, please, it's too much, I can't- I can't-!" He could feel the world beginning to go dark around him, as the pleasure grew more intense. His heart was pounding louder against his temples, but the beat was growing slower. He could feel the darkness welling up around him, as he began to fall, feeling a strange calm sensation coming over him. The world slowly twirled away into darkness, as he fell away... Then, he heard the soft crying. He opened his eyes, groaning. His arms felt like they were made of lead, heavy exhaustion in his body. Sara was sitting on top of him, sobbing softly, her body glowing a pale white. He reached up, which was a rather exhausting effort, and stroked her hair. "Hey... What the heck are you crying about?" Her eyes went wide, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

 

"I... I almost took too much, Luka! You weren't breathing, and I was terrified, because I thought you might be really badly hurt, and, and..." Sara sniffed softly, brushing her eyes with both hands, wiping away the tears. "I'm sorry... I got too greedy again..." She murmured, softly, her warm body straddling him, as she looked painfully ashamed. And Luka felt his heart melting just a little bit. She hadn't been the one to put him into this position. The Sabasa King had done that, but even then, Luka had been the one who had accepted the marriage proposal. Things hadn't turned out quite the way he had expected, but he was happy.

 

"Hey, hey. It'll take more than that to do me any harm, Sara. You're my wife, you know? I know you'd never hurt me." He laughed, and it hurt a little bit. Her love, of course, was rather hard on him. That was a given. But he did love her with all of her heart. "You just got... Ach. A little bit overenthusiastic." He readjusted in his seat, sliding his arms around her, squeezing her gently. The princess let out a soft moan, as she nuzzled his throat. "Monster instincts, you know? They're tough to fight, even if you're only part monster." He smiled softly.

 

"Luka... I want to have kids, but... I don't really know how to do it. Every time I try to... You know..." They both flushed. "My predatory instinct gets all inflamed, and I wind up devouring all of the semen... And... I'm scared, you know? That I'm going to fail the kingdom, and my father, and you, because I'll just never have children, because I'm part monster. And that would be horrible, to have the Hero, and then to end his bloodline because I'm too greedy to not stop eating..." She sniffled softly, her face pressed against his chest, and Luka reached up, stroking her hair. "There's just so much pressure, and it feels so good to eat your seed when you go off. And I don't know whether my children would be monsters, and... And..." She pushed her face against his chest, and sniffled softly. "It's just a little too much... You know?"

 

Luka looked down at his wife, and stroked his fingers through her tawny, strawberry-blonde hair. "Well... You know. If you're concerned about those things... It's relatively peaceful in Sabasa at the moment. We could take some time for a sabbatical. A vacation to Succubus Village..." She looked up at him, an eyebrow raised. "Not- Not for that! I've got all the life-sucking demonic women I could ever want in my life!" She continued to stare at him. "That came out wrong. The point is, we could find out more about you being a succubus. Maybe... ways for you to deal with things, how you can have children, all of those important things." He doubted that she was going to ever stop raping him, but... "It might help you feel a bit more in control of your life."

 

She rubbed her nose, and smiled softly. "You'd really go to all of that trouble for me...? Even when..." She looked down. "I know I wasn't the one you wanted to end up with. You were going to marry that Monster Lord, before my dad pulled you into a marriage with me... I know you'd rather be with her."

 

He rested his hand on the back of Sara's head, and gave her cheek a gentle kiss. "I made my choice about who I wanted to be with. And I'm with her now." She sniffed again, and hugged him, nibbling his ear gently. He hadn't exactly made the choice knowingly, but he did care about Sara. And she cared about him. That was enough, at least for now.