Submission

"I suppose that's the question your mortal mind races to find an answer to, right?" Canaan mused as he leisurely traced a finger across Corissa's porcelain face.

"I want rivers of blood to flow. I want to see men, women, children and the elderly of your race all perish in a symphony of death. As for your husband Pontus, I do not wish mere death upon him.

No, he will live a full life...in a brutal hellvwhere he shall scream for deaths embrace and denied of it. But you, I do not wish to kill, nor will I kill your daughters.

Rather, what I want from you is something that could not be any simpler!" Canaan suddenly flashed an ambiguous smile as he grasped Corissa's flawless and milky white wrist, pulling her into the unbreakable binding of his arms.

Corissa, who had been alarmed immediately attempted to free herself, however an irresistible rose scent as well as the enthralling heat of his body burned passionately into her senses.

She was shocked to that she actually hadn't resisted his touch at all, and that deep with her she had actually hoped something like this would happen when she first laid eyes on him.

"Release me, you have noe reason to want me. I am not even a pure maiden. And I have duties to-"

"Silence." Canaan cooed softly as he placed a finger on her lips. "You have made me desire you and so yoolu have...no.....other.....choice. Who you belong to, the vows you made, and your own desires do not matter in the slightest!"

Canaan declared as he seized Corissa chin and looked deeply into her eyes as his lips approached hers.

"Stop....I....dont...want...this...mmph" As Canaan forced an overbearing kiss onto her and forced her pearly teeth open with his tongue, his saliva began to drip down her throat.

To Corissa it actually tasted like the sweetest nectar and and she could not help but want more, beyond that, she had even breathed in a dangerous amount of air tainted by his alluring sent.

Adding to the fact that she herself had been deprived for several years, her desires suddenly erupted, eroding her rationality.

Soon her initial resistance had become a welcoming acceptance.

When Canaan pulled back, a long trail of Saliva connecting the space between their lips, her neck and cheeks had become a field of crimson and her eyes were hazy with clouds of lust.

In the back of her mind she was completely aware of what she was about to do:

Aware that she was betraying her husband and abandoning the people she had sworn to protect to a horrible Faye.

That she was indulging in sinful pleasure with a monster who had attacked her home and murdered members of her family, plunging her lands into chaos.

And yet somehow she just didn't care anymore

As if she had gone mad, she grabbed Canaan's robed and willed the ocean currents around her to sharpen and shred him to dust.

As the robes vanished and she beheld Canaan's transcent physique,the lustfull fire burning within her only became more frantic.

Canaan's hands did not stay idle, rather they expertly tore of her dress and caressed the bountiful curves of her body.

And wherever he touched her, she felt a strange heat dancing across her skin as her body ached for more.

The anticipation created by his carresses had already transformed her pussy into a waterfall as she affectionately nestled deeper into his embrace. And thinking of how she was about to be defiled in the throneroom of her ancestors, she trembled with mixture of shame and excitement.

****

Elsewhere.

In a deep chamber nestled within the heart of the Ocean palace.

A slightly rotun nereid slept spubdly on the only bed in the chamber.

He was Pontus, the previously mighty ocean king. Sleep had become his only solace from his knew cruel reality.

Only the darkness could rescue him from the hellish nightmare he was forced to live everyday.

In this place he would drown himself with booze spend the days idly by in shameful torpor, for it was a much easier option than facing reality.

[Arise]

A voice suddenly spoke within his drowsy mind, however it was soon swallowed by the darkness he had wrapped himself with and so it spoke again.

[Arise]

This time it was much clearer and resounded so deeply within him that it touched his slumbering consciousness.

Slowly his drooping fluttered open. A strange voice resounded in the back, direction the motion of his steps.

He did not know where he was going or why he moved, he just knew that he did.

Slowly he made his was out of the chamber and saw through the vast corridors of his palace in a Dreamlike haze.

Before he knew it he he was before his won grand throne room. It was also at this moment the the strange hazines that had cast a large blanket over his mind vanished.

'What am I doing here' Pontus thought as he regained his bearings. He still pondered over the strangeness of this development when a sultry moan made its way to him.

'Whats happening?' He thought in confusion as he took measured steps toward the throneroom.

His somewhat startled and curious expression suddenly warped into grave horror as he recognized the voice that had taken on such a decadent tone.

It was none other than the voice of his beloved Corissa.

"It can't be...she would never do this...why..!??" Pontus wailed softly his trembling hands brushed the gates.

Corissa had always been the love of his life. He had been mocked and trampled all his life, and even as a king he was often negatively compared to his predecessors.

He was far too used to hearing his subjects make disparaging remarks they thought he could not hear.

Of course, he had made sure to dispose of them when he had the chance.

But the one achievement he was the most proud of in his life: was tying Corissa firmly to his side and marrying her as his queen.

He loved her so much that he had always put up with her disparaging remarks and disdainful stares, still trying his best to always make her happy.

And he thought that she had sensed his sincerity after all.

No matter how many years passed, despite his inability to take her to bed, she had never once dishonored him.

But now, as his trembling hands slowly spread open up a slit between the door and allowed him to see the decadent scene within, his soul trembled to th point of collapse.

'Why does it hurt so much!' Pontus let out an inner roar as his pupils dilated.

Corissa was pressed against the wall and her eyes had clouded over with lust.

She continuously let out throaty groans as she intentianally rocked her hips against the man behind her to better accomdate him with each and every one of his desirous thrust, at several points during their mating session her eyes rolled back into her head while her tongue lulled out.

When the pleasure of her climax died out she would not remember shame, rather the expression she showed was a truly submissive one as she showered Canaan with an inviting gaze.

Canaan smiled as he felt the heat within him increase. Corissa was far too alluring, and he hadn't had enough of her delicious body.

He flipped her over as her naked breast pressed against the stone cold floor, then without further adue he thrust himself into the welcoming folds of her pussy, soliciting another hedonistic moan from her.

Corissa actually vigorously responded to him with a passion Pontus did not know she possessed.

And as he watched his wife of two centuries scream in delight as a stranger melded his body with hers the already fractures light within his eyes shattered completely.

In that moment that stretched across an eternity, he was no different than a dead person.

"Thud" Potus's knees hit the floor as his two arms finally released the gates and allowed them to close.

With a hollow gaze and lifeless steps he wooden swam through the waters, there was only one place he could go now.

Meanwhile an evil glint appeared in Canaans eyes as he continued to devour Corissa's body. Now she no longer resisted him.

Whether her conscious mind accepted it or not, she was his in every sense of the phrase.

Her eyes were still glazed with lust as she passionate clung onto his neck with her slender arms, moaning softly as he entered her, there was no longer any of her previous bearing as the queen of the house of Oceanus. Now she was only a simple woman.

She had been to deeply engrossed in their act to passion to notice Pontus's temporary presence, but Canaan had.

As he sensed the breaking of Pontus's soul, and his own bodies reaction to the pleasure of Corissa's body, a final climax overtook him and he exploded within her with a groan.

Corissa too, moaned as their overlapping cries filled the throneroom.

Then it was over. A blanket of lust covered Corissa mind as she lay breathing quietly on Canaans chest. The scent of ambiguous fluids was heavy around the two of them, and a strange white liquid trickled out of both her holes.

Her entire body was completely reddened and was covered in a glossy layer of sweat and a mysterious mixture of transparent fluids.

Strangely though, in this dangerous situation where she had been taken by a mysterious being who could only be described as a devil, her entire body sang with a joy thag couldn't be described.

Canaan now expressionlessly gazed at the spot where Pontus had been as he held Corissa.

What he had just done was the worst one could commit against another and he had no doubt damaged the ocean king to large extent.

However it was far from over. First he had taken Pontus's sons and daughter.

Then he had taken away the woman he loved.

No he was only left with burying the entire house in a sea of blood and razing his kingdom to the ground....