Emperor Night (NTR)

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Marra's tail swished with satisfaction as she rolled off the Blue Crests chieftain's thick, scaly cock. Her purple skin glistened with sweat in the dim light of his private chambers. The lizardfolk leader lay there panting, his eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss.

"Mmm, you're quite impressive." she purred, running a finger along his chest. "Much more substantial than the Red Scales' warriors."

The chieftain's chest swelled with pride. "The Blue Crests are superior in every way." he growled, pulling her closer.

Marra giggled, letting her breasts press against his scales. Her truth extracting ability had served her well tonight - she now knew all the clan's secrets, their strategic positions, and their magical resources. "Tell me again about those sorcerers you've hired?"

"Three powerful spellcasters." he said, nuzzling her neck. "Cost us nearly half our treasury."

She pouted playfully. "Only three? The great Blue Crests deserve better." Her hand traced lower, making him shiver. "You know, I could help with that. For the right price."

The chieftain's eyes widened. "You would aid us?"

"Of course, my scaly stud." Marra straddled him again, her pussy still dripping with his cum. "I've grown quite fond of your clan and of your cock."

As she began to ride him again, Marra's thoughts drifted to Fade. That bastard had made her what she was - a creature of pure lust and power. His death had left a void, but also an opportunity. No more playing second fiddle to his schemes.

The Blue Crests would be her pawns now. Their sorcerers would serve her purposes. And once she had them firmly under control, she'd set her sights on the other clans. The thought made her pussy clench around the chieftain's cock.

"Fuck yes." she moaned, bouncing faster. The chieftain grabbed her hips, thrusting up desperately. "You're going to help me conquer this whole fucking region."

"Anything." he groaned. "Anything you want."

Marra threw her head back and laughed. Poor fool had no idea he was just another stepping stone in her rise to power. Her tail wrapped around his throat - not squeezing, just reminding him who was really in control.

She'd learned from the best, after all. Fade might be dead, but his lessons lived on through her. And she intended to surpass her former master in every way possible.

The chieftain came again, flooding her with another load of hot seed. Marra moaned in satisfaction, already planning her next moves. With the Blue Crests' sorcerers under her control, she'd soon have every lizardfolk under her command. She intended to enjoy every delicious moment of her conquest.

The night passed in a blur of pleasure and power. Marra rode the chieftain until his legs trembled and his voice grew hoarse from roaring his climaxes. She extracted every last drop of information along with his cum, learning the intimate details of clan politics between bouts of vigorous fucking.

When morning light finally crept through the hut's windows, the chieftain could barely stand. But duty called, and Marra had business to attend to. She watched with amusement as he struggled to don his ceremonial garments, her tail swishing lazily behind her.@@novelbin@@

"The sorcerers await us." the chieftain said, his voice still rough from the night's activities. "I am sure they will be eager to meet their new commander."

Marra's lips curled into a wicked smile as she adjusted her barely-there outfit. "Then we shouldn't keep them waiting, should we?"

The circular chamber was carved from blue-tinted stone, decorated with clan banners and ancient weapons. Three figures stood around a large table in the centre of the chamber, two men and a woman, all bearing the tell-tale glow of sorcerer marks on their skin.

Marra's eyes widened as she recognized one of them. "Well, well, if it isn't Flankenstein."

The scruffy-looking sorcerer tensed at her voice. "Marra. I'd heard rumours you were still alive."

"More than alive, darling." She sauntered closer, enjoying how the other two sorcerers watched her every move. The woman was tall and willowy, with stark white hair and a sorcerer mark that pulsed like a heartbeat on her throat. The other man was built like a warrior, his mark blazing across his muscled forearm.

"I see you have already met one of our sorcerers." the chieftain said. "The other two are Eya and Kordak, they form the backbone of our magical forces."

Marra circled the table, studying each of them. Flankenstein she knew - a survivor like her, though far less ambitious. The other two were clearly more recent arrivals to this world. Fresh meat, ripe for corruption.

"I look forward to working closely with all of you." she purred, letting her tail brush against Kordak's leg. The warrior-sorcerer's eyebrow raised slightly. Eya's eyes narrowed, noting the interaction.

"This is Marra." The chieftain said. "She will be coordinating our efforts against the other clans."

"What exactly does that entail?" Eya said coolly.

Marra leaned over the table, giving them all an excellent view of her cleavage. "Oh, I have such wonderful plans for the Blue Crests. And talented sorcerers like yourselves will be essential to making them reality."

Flankenstein shifted uncomfortably. He knew what she was capable of, had seen her work during Fade's rise to power. But he held his tongue, he wasn't stupid.

"First," Marra continued, "we'll need to discuss your individual abilities. Over drinks, perhaps? I find conversation flows so much more freely over a drink."

The chieftain nodded eagerly. "I'll have refreshments brought to your private quarters."

"Perfect." Marra's tail coiled with anticipation. Three sorcerers, all ripe for manipulation. Fade would be proud of how well she'd learned to play this game. By the time she was done with them, they'd be begging to serve her cause.

She caught Flankenstein's worried glance and winked at him. He knew what was coming, knew there was no point in resisting. The other two would learn soon enough.

"Shall we?" she gestured toward the door, her pussy already getting wet at the thought of breaking in her new toys.