Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Slipping out of the room in the middle of the night, Raven moved through the shadows and managed to sneak inside the king's bedroom. Dimly illuminated by candles by every pillar supporting the massive room, the place looked like a miniature cathedral with a curtained bed and a ceiling tall for minotaurs to roam easily.

But what caught even more of his attention was the stained glass decor just barely lit up by a looming chandelier. It depicted a woman and a man committed in the most carnal of deeds, however, somehow, the woman looked familiar.

'The goddess?' He thought, reminded of the rumors of her and her long-dead lover giving birth to this world.

"Again you insult me in front of my congregants!" The sudden voice of the king pulled Raven out of his thoughts.

Focusing his mind to blend better into a dark corner with magic, his eyes wandered to the queen looking through the wardrobe for a change of clothes before bed. Picking out a one-piece netted gown, she kept ignoring her husband and began undressing her body. Starting by sliding her dress off of her shoulders.

Trailing his gaze down her fair spine, Raven spotted two dimples right above her ass. The clank of her skirt's hook being undone–raised his eyes once more, however, the moment she let go of it, his eyes glanced back down onto her butt. Round as buns and thick enough to be visible from the front, the queen's back was enough to pitch tents in every man's pants.

However, teasing the king some more, she turned around with her one piece still in her hands. Slowly moving forward, she held it towards him with a smile fitting for a succubus.

"Darling, won't you help me put this on?" She requested in a more youthful voice than normal.

Taken by her breasts, sagging for the first time after being trapped in the corset, it took a moment for the king to get his eyes off of her pale nips. Blending perfectly with her snow skin, her nips appeared as if they belonged to a sex doll–one that could milk even the most hardened of monks.

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"D-don't change the topic!" The king squealed in retort, though his boner was evident from under his maroon robe.

A suffocating stillness seized the moment like a storm. Frozen in place, the queen kept staring at the king, her head slightly tilted. Smiling wider by the second, she let go of the gown and covered her mouth with the tip of her fingers

"You still don't get it, do you?" Stepping forward, the sound of her feet gracing the tiles flooded the room with a peculiar dread. "You're no king, not since the first night you laid under me."

Sticking out her hand, she gripped the old king's cock. He tried to get away, but twisting it along with the fabric, she had him at the edge of breaking. Covering his mouth just as he was about to scream, she leaned into his ears and whispered right in.

"Say it, say that you're a pathetic dog who wags his dick around whenever I ask," shivering with a rush of excitement, the queen's entire face turned a bright red as she expectantly awaited his response. "Be quick, you fucking quick shot geezer~"

Squeezing him tighter she had him screaming into her palm. However, moving her hand away, she allowed him to whisper those words back to her. But alas, Raven has had enough…

"Allow me to help get this fucker out of the way," emerging from the king's shadow, Raven looked right into the queen's eyes from over the king's shoulders.

"What?!" Before she had the time to do anything, Raven raised the dagger in his hand and smacked its hilt against the king's cranium.

"AGEHHH!" With a dying scream, the old man instantly fell unconscious. His body drifted toward the ground but stopped halfway in the air as the queen was still holding him by the cock.

"AHH! WHAT THE–" Letting go of her husband she tried to scream, however, expecting such a response, Raven had come prepared.

Slipping behind her with heightened sense: agility, he covered her mouth with a cloth. Taking a quick step away while she failed to realize what was happening, he held his hand in her direction and cast yet another spell.

"Conjure darkness" Chain!" Heeding his command, chains made of pure darkness shackled the queen's every limb. "Rise, turn her around, and hold her still."

Lifting the queen off the ground, the chains turned her body like a wheel. The queen tried to resist for a while and unshackled herself, but it proved near impossible to escape especially while hanging upside down with a gag on her mouth. It didn't help that her own massive tits kept slapping her on the face as she tried to flair around while upturned.

"I thought the king might be useful before being summoned here, but seems like it's you who's really pulling the string here," turning towards his side, Raven glanced at the door while speaking. Holding his hand forward, he conjured more chains around the entrance just in case any of the guards overheard the commotion.

'There were no guards right outside the room for some reason, but I suppose that's because of the queen trying to bust the king's balls often.' Turning his attention back to Maria panting and flailing, he squatted to be on level with her eyes.

"Ideally, a woman like you would be another plus for the harem I'm building, but–" Taking a light pause, he slapped her tits just because he couldn't help it. Like a pendulum going side by side, they proved quite hypnotic.

"MHnmm!!" The queen's muffled cries didn't deter Raven from slapping them a few more times until that porcelain skin of hers was rosy.

"You showed quite the confidence back then, huh? But after what I heard in that rotten brain of yours, I really needed to remind you that even the toughest of gals eventually spread their cheeks for a man they know they can't beat," carried by a hint of rage, Raven wanted an answer about the murders, and since his only clue was the queen he was willing to torture her as long as it would take.

'Who the hell is he?!' With the candles snuffing one after the other, the queen stared into Raven's pitch-dark eyes. Like a storm that spirals everything inside, the light spiraled around his iris before being sucked into nothing. Being at the mercy of such a demon, the queen for the first time in her life, felt like she would piss herself in fear.

'Let me go!' She tried to scream with tears in her eyes, but the cloth covering her mouth muffled her every word.

"Let's begin then," Raven responded to her groan, smiling with his dagger in hand.