Monstrous Horizon Chapter 14 (Patreon)

Spears fell in front of me and behind me, boxing me in and cutting me off from Sylvia as several guards stepped forward.

“There’s no need for such force Cleopatra.” I crossed my arms. “I came all the way here on my own.”

“Yes… you did. Please do call me Cleo.” She waved away the guards with a pout. Then she turned to Slyvia. “Did I not make myself clear? Out.”

“She’s with me.” I stepped in front of Sylvia. “I bound her to me.”

The lamia, that I assumed was Apep hissed and rose on her tail to glare at me. “You enssslaved a monster girl?” She opened her mouth wide, and a pair of fangs snapped forward.

“Down Apep.” Cleo’s head snapped to the side. I couldn’t see her expression, but her tone was full of warning. “I apologize for her behavior, but we aren’t used to a man taking such liberties.”

I frowned at the Queen of the Desert. “I had to strength to, so I bound her. Without her I would have never been able to make it down to Verdant, at least not with my mind intact.”

Cleo smirked. “Then if you’ve come all the way here, take the last few steps up here. Guards, bring a sofa.”

If what Sylvia had told me about Cleo was true, then I needed to be careful. I couldn’t submit to her in any form or risk a curse.

I waited for the guards providing the sofa; it took several of them to bring a golden chase lounge up to the platform. Only then did I step up and take a seat, lounging back to take up the entire piece and putting on airs in front of Cleo.

Sylvia hesitated and finally came up to the platform and stood to the side.

“So why did you come here, Sam?” Cleo prowled from her throne, her eyes full of excitement. Far different from the expression she’d worn previously in this chamber.

Cleo’s bronze shone with a faint glimmer of oil. No doubt rubbed in by an army of servants. I imagined the scene and quickly tried to right my mind before it went straight into the gutter.

But with Cleo in front of me, that was hard as her curves dominated my view, barely hidden beneath white strips of fabric and thin gold chains.

“I came to negotiate a prisoner exchange. We captured a number of your girls and lost a number of our soldiers. I’d like to offer a trade.”

Cleo scowled, but she still looked damn hot, angry. “Failures, yet maybe not. They were supposed to bring you, they did in a way.” She tilted her head back and forth as she thought out loud.

“Failures, not to mention a few girls aren’t worth the men.” Apep hovered near the throne with her own opinion, advising Cleo.

“Now now, let’s ask the Colonel.” Cleo bent down, showing off her impressive chest and further till her face blocked my view and I was staring right into her kohl-lined eyes. “What are you willing to give up in exchange for these soldiers?”

“I’ll bite him right now and you can savor him as long as you want.” Apep reared up like a snake ready to strike.

I was playing with fire. “I offered your girls back. That seems like a fair enough place to start the conversation. Unless you are a ruler that doesn’t care about those under her care?”

“So human.” Cleo let finger softly trace my jaw line. I could feel the oil on her skin as her finger slid down to the point of my chin and pressed ever so slightly as she tried to keep my eyes locked on hers.

I tried not to tense with that first touch, readying my magic if I felt even the spark of something coming from her.

She must have felt it, because she smirked. “You are so full of magic potential, did you know that? So delicious.”

“And I hear it is so many times tastier when it is willing.” I shot back.

“Oh, have you come here to serve me?” She let out a small smile.

I spotted the trap for what it was. “Serve you? No, negotiate on behalf of my country and yours, yes.”

She shot a sharp look at Sylvia and slinked away from me, swinging her hips on her way back over to her throne and looking over her shoulder. “Sam, dear. Please, a simple exchange of prisoners doesn’t serve me at all. I need more men and the last thing I need are a few more lamia.”

Apep chuckled. “If you thought coming here for just a trade was going to work, you are sadly mistaken. You’ll be rutting into my womb for the rest of your life.” She struck.

I was still reclined and watched in horror as her fangs grew larger in my vision. I couldn’t react in time.

This was it.

“Halt.” Cleo’s voice rang with the same supernatural intensity and Apep froze mid strike like a snake frozen in amber. “Get out.” Sand rose up into a giant hand and grabbed Apep, tossing her off the platform.

She twisted and coiled, midair landing gracefully enough not to smack the floor. Apep shot me a dangerous look that told me we weren’t through yet before slithering from the room.

Cleo turned back to me with a smile. “Dear, you could have just submitted or made an excuse. Now I had to piss off Apep. She’ll make court a bitch for weeks to come.”

“What are you doing?”

“I saw it in the oasis, visions of you, dear. One day you’ll be mine. Serve me in my bedroom for eternity. Together we’ll have so many cute babies. I can’t wait to show you the pleasures of being with a pharaoh.” She bit her bottom lip, twisting it as her eyes turned hungry. “This just isn’t how I imagined it.”

“Hold up.” I stood, not feeling quite safe on the couch after Apep.

“Kiss it.” Cleo held out the back of her hand for me with a smirk.

It was like her words wormed their way into my mind and I started to bend at the waist, lowering my head to her hand.

I thought that the curse was all I had to worry about, but I realized Sylvia had been wrong. At least she certainly hadn’t been lying, but there was something she hadn’t known.

“That’s it. Such strong will, but you are just a human mage. You didn’t know that my voice held so much power, did you?” Cleo’s honeyed voice coaxed me further, but at the same time, angered me. I wasn’t about to lose my will this easily.

My spine filled with resolve and I pulled myself inch by inch, back up straight. “I don’t think so,” I said through gritted teeth.

“Tch.” Cleo clicked her tongue. “Of course, you can’t be too easy. Or why would you be the man for me?” She snapped her fingers and sand pooled from the ground and bound my feet while more ran up my back and bound my arms.

I tapped into my earth sorcery and collapse her construct, or tried to. A few grains of sand tickled down my back as a result.

Cleo burst out laughing. “Did you really think that would work? Do please, try to compete with my over the control of sand.” She stepped in front of me and sank down to her knees.

I was completely and utterly trapped between resisting her voice and the sand that had partially entombed me.

“Oh my, maybe you really do like this.” she cooed as she traced the outline of my hard cock.

Like I said, sexy as hell. And all of this would be a fun game if it didn’t end up with eternal servitude. I tried again. “We could work something out, Cleo. You don’t have to force this.”

“Oh, I think we’ll come to an agreement.” She pulled down the waist of my pants and loosed the little while fabric that had been covering her chest. “You’ll cum for me.”

My traitorous cock twitched at that idea and touched her lips like it was begging to be sucked.

“I think you already like that idea.” She smirked. “Not often you find a man from Rindall so eager for the opportunity.”

Cleo kissed the tip softly before shifting and bringing her chest level with my cock and submerging it in her bountiful, oiled chest.

Sylvia chose that moment to act, but it was no use. Sand rose up and caged my lovely air elemental.

“Don’t think I forgot about you.”

Sylvia turned into a swirl of air and tried to escape, but the sand turned into a solid sphere trapping her.

“Now where were we?” Cleo asked as she squeezed her breasts around my cock sinking it even further into bliss.

“We were going to negotiate.” I tried again.

“Wonderful idea. Words with me have great power.” Cleo bounced my cock in her bosom till a small drip of pre-cum surfaced. “Let’s negotiate then. A wager perhaps?”

“Sure.” I said, trying not to thrust. God, she felt amazing.

“Each time one of us cums, they have to follow one order of the other.” Cleo bent down to lick my pre-cum.

“Deal.” I didn’t have much of a choice. At least now there was a chance. I just had to not nut all over this gorgeous monster girl.

There was a magic that floated in the air from those words.

Ah shit, what was I thinking. Maybe I’d already started to lose my edge with just a moment between her breasts.

She licked at the glob of pre-cum and shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head in a moment of pure bliss. “Exquisite. You not only have amazing magic potential, but you’ve been touched by divinity.” Her eyes bore into mine. “I must have you.”

I could see an edge to her that maybe she was going to break from the game she’d just started. “Then you have to get me to cum first. I thought your words had power, or are you going to go back on what you just said?”

Cleo scowled for a moment before it smoothed out. “Oh, I don’t think you stand a chance.” She bounced my cock in her tits and licked the head of my cock each time it came close, grasping for the next drop of my seed.

Her soft mounds were heaven around my cock, a contrast to her hard nipples dragging against my thigh and the gold chains bouncing and tickling at my balls.

I wasn’t going to last long like this, and I wasn’t even fighting back. “I don’t think this is fair, release me.”

Cleo gave me a confident smirk and snapped her fingers. She felt she was fully in control. The sand fell to the ground and I could move again.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I pushed her back onto the chase and immediately dove between her thighs.

She was musky and sweet as I didn’t waste anytime with lingering kisses and assaulting her sex with my tongue, pulling her thin strip of cloth aside and dove straight into lapping at her sex.

Cleo laughed and squeezed my head between her oiled thighs. “Yes, oh husband, do I taste as good as you hoped?”

I realized this was fun for her, a dangerous game.

She let out several satisfied gasps before another hand of sand picked me up and flipped me so I was on my back on the chase. Her sex fell down on my face as I felt her gold chains tickle across my chest and finally her engulf my cock in her warm mouth.

I shuddered as she made a seal around the head, and her tongue circled the crown. She rolled my cock between her lips, rapidly ratcheting the pleasure up.

There was too much at stake. Don’t nut, don’t fucking nut. I tried to push the sensations out of my head as I focused on her pleasure, kissing and running my tongue over her lower lips and teasing her fleshy pearl.

She moaned around my cock, making me thrust up into her mouth wanting more, dammit. At least I knew this was working.

We both raced towards our orgasms.

When she shuddered again and soaked my face, I pushed her off me. My mind hazy with endorphins from sex, I tried to think of a good single demand, but my mind kept bouncing back to the beautiful woman in front of me and how much I wanted to thrust up into any of her holes.

That’s when something she wrote in the letters came to mind. “Curse yourself with a thousand fold sensitivity.”

Cleo’s face went blank with horror, and I could feel the magic of her previous words sink into her flesh.

I needed more demands to lock her up in an ironclad binding of her own power.

Cleo tried to back up, but I grabbed her and rolled her onto her stomach on the chase.

“We aren’t over yet.” I thrust into her ready sex, and she screamed in instant orgasm again. “You won’t enslave me.”

Her sex was like a silken vice as it squeezed me and tried to wring my dick of its own orgasm.

But I cheated. Tapping my life sorcery I suppressed my own orgasm, yet it felt like I was riding the very edge, nearly tipping over into the bliss that would be her body.

“Cum for me, Hubby. Cum.” She urged me on, feeling me right on the tip.

I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction and I pumping into her. Sending her into countless rolling orgasm.”

“You won’t hold me prisoner, you will help me get my men back, you won’t use others to control me.”

“Oh.” She screamed in a particularly large one, throwing herself back into me and grinding hard on my cock. “Fill me up, claim me, hubby. Give me your seed.” She was drooling and her eyes were hazy as she used her voice to tug at me, trying to get me to spill into her.

I held out my grasp even with my life sorcery slipping. “You will serve me.”

That seemed a tight enough rule set, and I was at my limit.

I roared as I sank myself one last time into her and emptied myself into her. It felt like I’d just poured an ocean into the desert as it greedily sucked down every last drop.

Cleo smiled at me in victory. “I agree to not enslave you, I agree to serve you, I won’t imprison you and I won’t use other to control you. All of those are not broken when I ask you to love me as your wife.”

The power of her word sunk into my head, and I sagged down laying on top of her.