Profane Prince of Domination

”But itʼs fine. Since Iʼm now here, I will help you.”

Konrad affirmed with the righteous and selfless tone of a good Samaritan. Without further ado, he waved his hands, causing massive chthonian energies to erupt and suppress Gulistan where she stood. At the same time, desire flames erupted from his body to infiltrate hers and devour all her mental barriers, rage and rancor, to replace those negative emotions with pure lust.

”Des-despicable deviant!”

Gulistan roared while her cheeks flushed red, and she struggled to remain standing. With her cultivation base and foundation, even a late-stage Minor God of the Incubus Race wouldnʼt be able to bring her down, unless of course, said demonʼs bloodline reached Lust Embodiment level.

But even then, she should be able to struggle for some time!

Alas, Konradʼs chthonian energies invalidated her soul power and enfeebled her cultivation, thereby making her unable to contend with him. And now, no amount of teeth-gritting and hand clenching could prevent her from succumbing to the feral lust flaming within her. In the blink of an eye, the rage twisting Gulistanʼs face vanished, replaced by a crimson mixture of coquettish and indignant look.

*Thud*

Unable to endure more, she dropped on her knees and clenched her thighs to hide the moisture now trickling down, in vain, of course.

”I can smell it, you know.”

Konrad reminded, causing a tidal wave of shame to crash onto Gulistan.

”We must all have limits and a bottom line. At the end of the day, I am your mother. Do you really dare go against all the natural order and cross that step?”

Gulistan questioned, in a desperate attempt to appeal to Konradʼs suppressed conscience…another futile attempt.

”When beauties are concerned, I have neither limits nor boundaries. And mother, Iʼm forced to admit that youʼre a riveting, one in a million beauty, that rouses the motherfucker in me. Today, I must prove all the wronged souls of the universe right, by claiming my destined title!”

Konrad chortled while taking leisurely steps toward the quivering Gulistan, and then realized heʼd gotten carried away.

”Oops. Wait no, Iʼm doing this for you. As your son, itʼs my duty to help you let go of that traumatic experience and return to being the playful but adorable woman of the past. I swear this is not for my pleasure. Iʼm forced by the circumstances, and am doing this solely for you!”

Konrad pledged with his hand raised for all to see, causing Gulistan to scream the word so many before her did:

”SHAME…LESS!!!”

The exclamation would have alarmed the entire Serkar Domain were it not for Konrad blocking the soundʼs spreading scope.

”Without shame, no one can harm you. Without shame, you can be the best you. Without shame, you are free and unfettered. If you were remotely as shameless as I am, you wouldnʼt have spent twenty-eight years brooding over a man that probably only remembers you through me.

How sorrowful is that? Mother, youʼve disappointed me. I have no other choice but to make a better Gulistan out of you.”

Konrad declared while extending his hand toward the trembling Gulistan and taking her right palm into his. With a yank, he pulled her into his arms and used his left knee to spread her legs apart while keeping one hand wrapped around her slim waist.

For a moment, his eyes peered into hers. A moment after which he leaned in, pushing his lips against hers in an ardent, overbearing kiss that crushed those tiny bits of lingering resistance.

In the instant their lips collided, Gulistan felt the desire flames within her burning harder, while from Konradʼs lips, the breath of passion escaped to assail her in a frontward assault. With one last-ditch effort, she recoiled. But the arm holding her slender waist prevented any escape attempt. Thus, she fell to his complete mercy.

And as desire smothered her from front, back, and inside, the realization that she went from a Demigod to an entirely defenseless mortal woman dawned on her.

Never did she expect that the second man to make her feel such helplessness would be Konrad out of all people!

”Huff…huff…huff…”

Gulistan gasped for breath as Konradʼs lascivious tongue and overbearing lips left her. Still, his hands held her in their firm grasp. Through the layer of burgundy fabrics, her breasts pressed his chest, her erratic breath brushed his face, and her cock-craving cunt dripped endless juice onto his knee.