Posted at 9:45 pm on Mar 26, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
I *always* get what I want.
The kiss from the Dark Queen was more than enough to kick the monster beef into overdrive, nearly ripping through Red's trousers. Lilith licked her lips as she felt it bump against her. Thoughts of being fucked deep in her graveyard of a vagina by the monster beef were no doubt swirling through her head. Followed by taking it fully into her overdeveloped throat muscles and filling her stomach with the seed of Wickedness. Then Red could feast on the soupy remains of her victims mixed with premium juices in her vagina, sharing bites with his Dark Queen.
"Do it, my King," Lilith said, leaning in closer so that only Red could hear her words. "Finish this and the reward you'll receive from me personally will be greater than anything you've ever experienced. The pleasure I'll give you will be something only a lucky few have known."
The head of the monster beef was beginning to poke through Red's pants, its pulsing head dripping, seeking to live out Lilith's words. Especially after its past experiences with her carnivorous orifices. Her clit seemed to swell further in response, as if her clit and the monster beef sensed each other in a manner independent of the bodies they were attached to.
"I'm sorry," Red said, raising the ancient, stained, stinky, slimy dagger high into the air.
Behind Red, Angel screamed louder, pleading for Red to stop and do the right thing. This prompted two guards to move in on her, restraining her from possibly interfering with the impending sacrifice. He glancing down at lil Red, snug in his father's arm, before swinging the dagger. Not to lil Red's flesh but to Lilith's flesh, to her gut.
The Dark Queen looked up at the Guardian of Wickedness, her chosen King, with both shock and disappointment in her eyes. He looked down at her, at first seeming sad, before a smile formed on his face and he dragged the dagger up, ripping through her flesh and organs. The dagger and his hand soaked with her blood, he let her fall to the squishy pile of sex organs, letting the dagger fall next to her.
Turning around, he stepped off of the mound, looking down at lil Red again before looking up at Angel. His monster beef was still threatening to rip out of his pants entirely, but now he knew it was entirely for Angel, not Lilith. Everyone else, including the guards retraining Angel, stared in disbelief at their fallen Dark Queen. Underneath her body was the Absolute Undisputed Championship, continuing to hum and glow.
TF: In the outer chambers of Castle Mortis.
"Where's my belt now?" Deadblood asked as they followed Kizmat deeper into the castle.
"You mean, where's MY belt now?" Darkspade said, the argument continuing to drive Kizmat mad.
"That's what I said, where's MY belt!" DB said, his katana ready for Alexander and anyone else who might try to stop them.
"I'm not going to tell you again, bitch, it's MY belt!" Spade said.
"YOU'RE the bitch here, bitch!" DB said, both of them pausing in the middle of the corridor, Kizmat continuing without them.
"No, YOU'RE the bitch, Deadbitch!" Spade said, getting in DB's face.
"YOU'RE the bitch without a belt, Darkbitch!" DB said, not backing away.
Kizmat, realizing that the argument had faded behind him, turned around to run back to them and said, "YOU'RE BOTH BITCHES! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
They did so, for a moment, and continued following Kizmat.
During the silence, DB briefly thought of Sheri, who was probably wondering where he was. Last they spoke, he told her he was going to confront Alexander at the CW Headquarters. She offered to go with him and he declined. He didn't know if that would have made things better or worse if she'd come along. Perhaps then he wouldn't have to follow two of his foes around to find HIS belt.
