Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

The Dystopian Devil Tribe...

Phaedra was in a room with her arms folded beneath her breasts but she was not alone as her husband was seated with his head bowed.

The Devil Tribe was doing well at the moment, especially against the Dragon Clan but Gregor was still feeling the impact of his previous encounter with Hal. It was almost like an incessant injury that refused to heal and now he was confronting his wife on the fact that she appeared to be on Hal's side.

In the days leading to that incident, Gregor had already been picking up on signals that things were not as they seemed. He had been noting a change to the dynamic he used to have with his wife and things only got worse.

At the moment, they were not really having a conversation but rather just silently standing/sitting in the room together with tension thick and prevalent.

And then knocks sounded on the door...

The couple said nothing but directed their eyes to the door. The knocks sounded again but this time, they were punctuated by a blow to the door which forced it wide open to reveal sexy Sassy with a sultry smile on her face.

Sassy stepped into the room and took a whiff before she said with her smile unchanged,

"Hmm, conflict"

Gregor finally moved his lips to speak but a single flick of Sassy's wrist shut him up as the serpent familiar went on to do what she had come into the room to do which was to open a portal to the Dystopian Pheonix clan Palace.

The eyes of both Phaedra and Gregor widened as the portal opened and they were treated to a shocking scene.

Hal, in his Devil form, complete with his sinister-looking horns, was standing at the foot of a massive bed holding on to a leash that was wound tightly around the neck of a Dystopian Devil woman that both Phaedra and Gregor had no trouble recognizing.

It was their Chieftess in all of her nude glory. A level of nudity, for her, that Gregor had never been treated to, and even if he had, before today, he would not have dared to observe.

Elenor was never secretive about her sexuality. In fact, it was how she was brutal with said sexuality that got her the moniker of Malignant. Before today, Elenor could have walked naked in front of Gregor and he would not have dared to get an erection. If he did, it was not out of the question for him to lose his tool.

Anyway, Elenor, who was in her Dystopian Devil form had her hands holding onto one of Hal's thighs as well as one of his manly buttcheeks while she worshipped his cock with her tongue.

Hal's second thigh and butt cheek were being grabbed tightly by a woman that was clearly not a member of the Devil clan. If her red hair wasn't enough to tell what clan she was from, then the flames and Phoenix tattoos definitely did the trick.

"Chief-" Gregor said with a gulp.

"The Phoenix Queen?" Phaedra wondered if her eyes were playing tricks on her while her body heated up with arousal she could not possibly resist even if she tried.

She had seen the Phoenix Queen before and knew her well enough to recognize her just as she recognize how much of a choice she didn't have as long as Hal desired to make her his.

Both Elenor and Alvira took sides of Hal's cock and occasionally when their mouths met around the girth of the tool, they did not shy away from indulging in the softness of each other's lips.

The portal that opened and showed their activities to the Dystopian Devil couple was not unknown to the two but how could they be bothered to be ashamed?

Even as he stared at the sight with open-mouthed shock, Gregor would never dream of disrespecting either of the two, especially his Chieftess who had the power to crush him without a battle or resistance on his part.

As he stared at Hal enjoying the lips of two out of the four most powerful individuals in the Dystopian clan, he just wondered why Sassy had broken into his room to open a portal to the sight.

He got his answer a second after that thought came to his mind.

"What are you waiting for? Get going!" Sassy said to Phaedra with gestures at the portal.

Phaedra did not need to be told twice. Her thighs were already wet with her juices at her anticipation for what she appeared so close to enjoying. The idea of thinking about her husband never even came to mind. He meant nothing anymore.

Sassy flicked a finger and a green liquid flicked at Phaedra's clothes and began to corrode them. In the space of a microsecond, every piece of garment Phaedra had ever had on was gone and her husband was presented with a nude body he recognized but yet seemed strange.

Had it been that long since he saw his wife naked? He asked himself and he answered his question immediately after with; 'Yes, it's been ages'.

With her clothes gone, Phaedra felt a certain kind of freedom and the step she took towards the portal took her into the air where she floated towards Hal who welcomed her with open arms.

Gregor watched his wife float towards Hal and place her legs on his shoulders and position her fussy at his lips.

Almost immediately, Hal raised his hands and grabbed onto Phaedra's ass with his claws digging into her ass cheeks while his tongue darted into her pussy and elicited a moan of pleasure the kind that Gregor had never heard her produce.

Apparently, just Hal's tongue did more for Phedra than her entire sexual history with her cuckold husband.

Sassy closed the portal after that and sighed with a blissful smile,

"Oh, she's so going to enjoy herself. You should forget her, she belongs to him now" Sassy said to Gregor who wasn't even sure what to say.

He wanted to rage but rage at who exactly... He did not doubt that Sassy could put him in his place before he could even try to lay a hand on her.

However Gregor decided he wished to deal with his rage, Sassy had no interest in seeing and she vanished from the room a second after she told him the reality of his situation. She had a lot to do as she was the one heading the breakdown of the Draconic rule and especially preparing it for Hal's visit.

His true visit and not one in a disguise or as a tormenting heart demon.

...

Meanwhile, at the Dystopian Phoenix Clan Palace,

Phaedra had her hands holding on tightly to Hal's horns while she gyrated against his lips on her pussy while supported by her ability to fly.

For an hour, Phaedra was treated to the wonders of Hal's mouth and he brought her to multiple orgasms all of which always gave Hal juices to guzzle down and savor.

Down below, Elenor and Alvira were taking turns deep-throating his cock and using their throats to source for what they wanted, and eventually, they got it.

Hal announced the arrival of the oncoming streak of cum with a groan into Phaedra's pussy and the two made sure to not let a single drop of the precious resource waste. While they were enjoying the fruits of their constricting-throat labor, Aspasia came in for a share.

Getting it from Hal's cock as well as the mouths of her mother and Elenor with kisses that included deep tongue explorations.

While that was ongoing, Hal brought Phaedra to yet another orgasm, and then he lay her on the bed with the Dystopian Devil woman's anticipation going sky high.

Then Hal snapped his fingers and Aspasia left the middle of Alvira and Elenor that she had been to lie down on top of Phaedra on the bed.

As both women felt each other's warmth, they slowly began to grind against each other. Their breasts rubbed into each other and the frequent contact in their nipples especially had Phaedra moaning in surprise at the pleasure, she was feeling.

Aspasia kissed Phaedra immediately she began to moan and cut it off into a muffle while the Dystopian Devil woman got treated to the secondhand taste of Hal's seeds which she could never think to complain about.

Hal placed his cock at Phaedra's entrance during this moment and he thrust in as far as he could while beginning the pounding session that would get the Devil woman losing her grasp on any aspect of reality that was not his cock buried in her pussy.

*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

As the pounding picked up in speed and intensity, Phaedra's movement reduced and she just went along with the pleasure she was getting and reveled in the female warmth draped over her but Aspasia's movements never stopped.

The Phoenix Princess never stopped kissing Phaedra and never stopped grinding against her which added extra stimulation to the Devil woman who could almost feel climaxes stacking up to begin rocking her body in quick succession.

Aspasia was not ignored by Hal of course and while he was fucking Phaedra's pussy, he grabbed Aspasia's ass cheeks and thrust two fingers into her moist pussy to stroke her to climax.

She surely deserved it as his dutiful sexual assistant for this entire session that was still going strong.