Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

"Ahhhhn....ohhhh" Camilla moaned as she thrusted her ass back into Hal's groin while he hammered away at her pussy.

Camilla simply moaned with reckless abandon and her whole mind and thought were all focused on the man who drove into her from behind. No not a man, he had to be a god and his rod was most definitely divine which made her one of the lucky ones to whom he had descended to bestow his favor upon.

The thought took over her whole mind to the extent that as she grinded her ass backwards pledges flew forth from her mouth

"Oh...my...lord. Give me more...ohhh...I will serve you all my...lifffeeee...ohhh yes!"

"Sure, Anything that tickles your fancy" Hal chuckled, he was mostly doing this for the purpose of advancing his cultivation. Mostly.

He thrusted forward and she tightened around him and began to shudder and spasm...

"Mnnggh" Camilla groaned and came

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*

Hal thrusted a few more times before he released copious amount of spunk that dribbled out of her snatch even before Hal pulled out and let her slide slowly to the ground.

And then she was replaced by another lady, with brown hair and hazel eyes who slid Hal's rod into the tight fitted spot that was her puckered hole.

Hal never expected the Eighteen other ladies to be passive while he hammered the other two so he was not surprised when he felt two sets of hands rubbing his back.

Knowing how crowded the room would soon become, Hal made his way out with his dick still held tight in the brown haired lady's snuggest hole. The motion as they moved did wonders for the Lady who never stopped grinding into him.

Then they were in a large lounge. One large enough to accommodate them all.

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*

"Ohhh Yes...pound my ass" she moaned as Hal went to town on her before he lifted his hands to her round and perky breasts and pinched her nipples.

"Ahhhhnnn" she moaned and her pussy gushed while she tightened her asshole around the cock that invaded her insides.

"Ahh...ahh...mmmngh" She moaned before her moans were muffled with a kiss from one of her 'sisters'.

The rut continued until she finally moaned aloud and sprayed juices from her pussy and slumped down to the ground.

Hal's rod did not even have a long time to enjoy the cool breeze before it was encased once again in another warmth.

The one that had kissed the one before was now licking said ladies juices off the rod,

She moved her tongue all around it, focusing most on the ridge below the bulbous head. She continued the oral pleasing before she was picked up and the rod slid into her.

...

Edgar Castle

*Smack* *Smack* *Smack*

Sounds of sexual activities filled a beautiful bed chamber as a dark haired man pounded furiously into the lady before him. The lady's head was pressed on the large bed as she gripped the covers and allowed the one behind her to have his way.

There was no love in his eyes, just an abyss of pain and a desire to take it all out through this activity.

The man was of Marlon Edgar and the woman was his wife. The thought that Adler was now dead did not sit well with Marlon and the realization that no one else really gave a shit made him feel worse.

Not to mention, his whole relationship with Adler was a cluster fuck, owing partly to the fact that that he did not wish to face his father's disappointment and largely to the image she painted before the public for being crazy and most likely psychotic.

However contrary to what she believed, this were not what alienated her from the public, it was her glaringly obvious obsession with her brother that did that. not to mention the doubt about Brysen's parentage.

Marlon saw past all that, and being married did not stop him for seeking her out and together they had a lot of fun till he firmly believed he was successfully stirring her away from the toxic relationship she had with her brother.

However all that was ruined by this attack which saw the effective death of Adler. He could not even grieve her death properly for fear of his father's opinion.

Hammering unto his wife happened to be one of the few ways he could calm himself down so that he would have a clear head to find out who it really was that killed her because it could not possibly be the devil right?.

While Marlon was rutting away in his chambers, Hector Edgar was having an impromptu meeting with Gregory Payne.

"I have to say Gregory, I was not expecting you here of your own accord" Hector said, a picture of ease as he looked at the silently seething Gregory

"I'll get straight to the point. Lift your immunity"

"And why would I do that?" Hector asked with his brows raised

Gregory looked at that face that he so wanted to punch and the anger was simply eating him up inside, however his reason still remained, he was of no threat to the mayor who outstripped him in every aspect including experience.

So he took a deep calming breath which did not stop his hands from trembling

"I know who killed the Holgers"

"Oh? Then do tell me who it is"

"Lift your immunity first"

"Hahahahaha. You are quite naive Gregory. so you think I care about that stupid family enough to actually go back on my word to find their killer? No no no, personally I say good riddance. I am afraid that information is not worth Hal Payne's life" Hector continued to chuckle at intervals at Gregory's naïveté but Gregory remained undisturbed

"What if it was Hal who killed the Holgers, hmm, what then?"

"Come again"

"I said Hal Payne killed the Holgers. He had incentive, he happens to be the only slave to ever have left the slave house and grow strong enough to seek vengeance" Gregory said in a tone of someone who just solved the mystery of the century.

"Hahaha. Of all the nonsense you could come up with, this has to be the worst. You think a teenager at the Energy sensing realm is responsible for the Holger's demise?"

"Of course I don't think hr did it alone. He obviously had help from that slut Melinda Dane and of course Master Swanson as well, how else will you explain the dome of Astral energy"

"You seem to have thought about this a lot. But if he really wanted revenge, shouldn't it stand to reason that he would go after you first, you are the cause of his slavery after all" Hector stared right at Gregory who stared back

"You can't compare my family's strength to that of the Holgers and besides... I'm sure he's saving me for last. Psychological warfare and whatnot" He leaned forward "Corban was a good friend of mine, the least you can do is let me have a little semblance of Justice"

Gregory was surprisingly calm, He had reason on his side and now all he had to do was sit back and allow Hector to ponder his words and he could finally kill that bastard, alas...

"No, immunity remains"

...his Reason did not mean squat before Hector Edgar.

"What?" Gregory was in disbelief

"You heard me. You see, I actually believe you might have something here, I just don't give a shit" He stood up and looked Gregory right in the eye...

"My decision is final. You can let yourself out"

...and strode out of the hall.

Gregory's fist was clenched to the point that his nails were close to drawing blood before he stood up and left in a huff, but not before he would come in contact with the only one in Edgar castle with whom he shared a sentiment.

"Are you sure of what you said?" Marlon asked dressed in casual robes and Gregory relaxed in the presence of a possible ally

"Undoubtedly"

...

Pleasure inn

The masked lady stirred in her bed as she awoke from her slumber a little surprised to find her mask untampered with but very annoyed at her own lack of vigilance towards the subtle threat Hal Payne could be.

She stood and garbed herself in a loose robe, opened the door of her room and went down the flight of stairs. She went out the door at the end of the room, and came upon a sight, the likes of which she had never seen...

All twenty of her ladies including her right hand girls, Camilla and Irina all lying on the ground with copious amount of spunk dribbling out of their pussies and a fucked satisfied look on their faces...

"You seem to have put a lot of effort into your pitch" She smiled at Hal seated across the room

"You can't fault my work ethic. I am always diligent" Hal said as he stood up fully dressed having retrieved his clothes before she woke up.

"Now let's talk business"