In the final years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, a period marked by political turmoil and the decline of imperial power.
The Fate of the Empress and her Handmaid
In the final years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, a period marked by political turmoil and the decline of imperial power, the emperor once again finds himself at the mercy of a powerful warlord. Caocao, who had risen to prominence through his military prowess and strategic mind has taken control of the imperial court, making him the de facto ruler while the emperor became little more than a puppet on a string.
The emperor, despite being all but powerless, was not one to accept this fate. He was determined to reclaim his rightful authority and restore the Han Dynasty to its former glory. However, the task seemed insurmountable, as Caocao's grip on the court was tight, and his network of spies and informants was vast. The emperor plotted alongside the empress’s father to assassinate Caocao. As the plot progressed slowly, the empress’s belly began to swell, the emperor was overjoyed that his passions for the empress was finally bearing fruit and soon the usurper Caocao would be dead. But fate did not favor him or his empress.
Together by Fate
The night was deep, and candles still illuminated inside the bedchamber where the emperor was with his empress. The empress has received the urgent message. Her delicate hands trembled as she read the scroll, her eyes widening at the news. The plot to overthrow Caocao had been uncovered, and now, the notorious Warlord Caocao, was relentlessly rounding up all the conspirators and their families for execution, even the servants are not spared. Among the conspirators was the empress's own father, the emperor’s most trusted advisor and head of the plot. She knew that her time was limited before Caocao's soldiers would arrive at the palace gates to take her away to be executed with the rest of her family.
The young empress, heavy with child, felt a surge of panic. Her soft, milk-filled breasts heaved with each rapid breath, the creamy orbs straining against the silk gown. She knew her position was precarious, especially now that her pregnancy was in its seventh month. As if sensing her distress, the emperor walked behind his empress and gently caressed her swollen belly. "My empress, what troubles you?" he asked, his deep voice laced with concern.
The empress, her heart pounding, met his gaze. "They have discovered the plot, my lord. Caocao is rounding up the conspirators and their families, my father he is the head of the plot, my family will all be executed" Her voice quivered, and a tear escaped, rolling down her soft cheek.
The emperor's jaw clenched, his eyes saddening. "The heavens are blind, the wicked has prevailed. I am so sorry my love, I will die before I let them take you." With those words, he pulled her into an embrace, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. The empress responded, her tongue entwining with his, their hunger for each other intensifying with the threat of impending danger.
“Wait my love, I have something to give you.” the empress said as she pulled away from the emperor. “Xiao, come in.” she summoned her trusted handmaiden, Xiao into the bedchamber. Xiao, a youthful beauty with a slender figure and perky breasts, entered the empress's private quarters with a sense of urgency. She had delivered the news to the empress, and she knew the gravity of the situation.
"Xiao, my dear," the empress began, her voice trembling. "I fear our time is short. They will come for me soon, and as my devoted handmaiden, your fate is intertwined with mine." She paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "Before we face our destiny, I want you to experience something... something that only a man can give."
The young handmaiden's eyes widened in surprise and curiosity. She had never known the touch of a man, since handmaid to the empress had to remain virgins. Xiao's heart raced, a mixture of excitement and apprehension coursing through her veins.
"I want you to know the pleasure of a man's embrace. To feel his desire and passion. It is a gift I wish to bestow upon you," the empress continued, her voice gaining strength. She stood up, her belly heavy but her determination unwavering. “The emperor will deflower you, Xiao. I give you the chance to know what it is like to be penetrated by the mandate of heaven.”
The emperor’s surprised expression turned to one of curiosity. The empress approached him and took his hand leading him to Xiao, who stood frozen, her heart pounding. The emperor's presence was overwhelming, and his virility was palpable. He reached out, gently cupping Xiao's cheek, his thumb brushing against her soft skin.
"Relax, my dear, it was fate that brought us together, it was fate you became my handmaiden and it is fate that your virginity be taken by the son of heaven," the empress whispered, stroking Xiao's hair. "Let yourself be taken by his passion. Enjoy this gift that was brought by Fate."
Xiao's breath quickened as the emperor's other hand trailed down her neck, sending shivers down her spine. He slowly untied the sash of her robe, revealing her delicate shoulders and the swell of her breasts. The emperor's touch was firm yet gentle, as if he understood the fragility of the moment.
As the robe slid off her shoulders, exposing her perky breasts, the emperor's breath caught in his throat. Xiao's nipples were already taut, responding to his touch and the excitement in the air. He leaned forward, capturing one erect peak in his warm mouth, his tongue swirling and teasing. Xiao gasped, her hands gripping the empress's arms for support as waves of pleasure rippled through her body.
While the emperor lavished attention on Xiao's breasts, the empress stepped closer, her own desire rising. She gently caressed the emperor's shoulders, running her fingers through his hair. The emperor's mouth left Xiao's breast, trailing kisses down her body until he reached the wet heat between her thighs.
Xiao's legs trembled as the emperor's tongue parted her folds, tasting her sweetness. Her pussy was already creaming, her arousal heightened by the situation and the skilled touch of the emperor. He lapped at her juices, his tongue flicking against her clit, sending her spiraling towards ecstasy.
"Oh, my emperor," the empress whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "Take her, make her yours. Show her the power of your passion."
The emperor, his face glistening with Xiao's essence, rose to his feet. His hard cock, thick and veined, stood proudly, ready to claim the young handmaiden. He positioned himself at her entrance, his hands gripping her slender hips. With one swift thrust, he impaled Xiao, filling her tight sheath with his throbbing length.
Xiao cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain as her body welcomed the emperor's invasion. The empress stroked Xiao's hair, whispering words of encouragement, urging her to surrender to the sensations. The emperor began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm, each stroke pushing deeper, stretching Xiao's tight pussy.
The empress, overcome with lust, pressed herself against Xiao's back, her large breasts molding against the younger woman's body. She reached around, cupping her own breasts, squeezing gently, and milk began to flow, coating their skin. The emperor's thrusts became more urgent, his balls slapping against Xiao's buttocks with each powerful drive.
"Drink from me, my love," the empress whispered, guiding the emperor's mouth to her nipple. He latched on, suckling eagerly as her milk flowed into his mouth. The sensation of nursing on the empress's full breasts while buried deep inside Xiao's wet heat was almost too much for the emperor to bear.
Xiao's body trembled as the emperor's cock filled her, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. The sensation of the empress's milk-soaked breasts against her back and the emperor's mouth suckling hungrily sent her over the edge. She cried out, her pussy convulsing around the emperor's shaft as her orgasm washed over her.
The emperor groaned, his own release building as he felt Xiao's tight grip milk his cock. With one final, powerful thrust, he emptied his seed deep within her, filling her young body with his essence. They collapsed in a heap of sweat-soaked limbs, their breathing ragged and hearts racing.
For a long moment the room is only silent save the heavy breathing of the emperor, the empress smiled at the scene, her eyes still glistening with unshed tears. "Thank you, my love. Thank you for giving Xiao this gift."
The emperor, his cock still nestled within Xiao's warm depths, kissed the empress passionately. "It is my honor, my empress. I will cherish this memory forever."
Xiao, her body still buzzing with pleasure, looked at the empress with a grateful smile. "Thank you for this my lady. I am grateful you think I am honored enough to receive the emperor’s seed; I will try to bear strong children for the dragon throne."
“Oh Xiao, my loyal handmaid, we will not live to see another sun set. This is my parting gift to you.” The empress said with great pain on her face.
Xiao said nothing, only nodded and grinded her hips a bit as she felt the emperor’s cock begin to stir inside her pussy. The empress seeing Xiao’s respond understood it as Xiao quietly accepting her fate.
As the emperor lay entangled inside Xiao, he listened to their exchange as he played Xiao’s youthful breasts. The emperor's cock began to stir once more, still nestled within Xiao's creamy pussy. The empress, sensing his renewed desire, moved down and pulled his hardening rod out of Xiao’s creamy pussy. The empress took his hardening length into her own mouth, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony. The taste of her emperor and her handmaid’s copulation turned the empress on even more.
Xiao, still sensitive from her orgasm, watched as the empress pleasured the emperor, her full breasts swaying with each movement. The emperor's eyes were closed, his head thrown back in pleasure as the empress brought him to the brink once more.
With a final, deep suckle, the empress released the emperor's cock, now glistening also with her saliva. She straddled him, positioning his thick shaft at her entrance, her own creamy juices mixing with Xiao's on his length.
"Ride me, my empress," the emperor growled, his hands gripping her hips. "Show Xiao the power of our union."
The empress began to move, her pregnant belly swaying as she rode the emperor's hard cock. Xiao, still recovering from her own climax, positioned herself behind the empress, her hands reaching around to cup the empress's heavy breasts.
As the empress's hips moved in a rhythmic motion, Xiao's fingers teased the empress's nipples, causing her to moan around the emperor's shaft. The emperor's hands gripped the empress's thighs, guiding her movements as he thrust up to meet her descent.
"Squeeze my breasts, Xiao" the empress instructed Xiao. "Let the milk flow and feed your emperor."
Xiao obeyed, her fingers squeezing the empress's nipples, causing a spray of milk to arc through the air, landing on the emperor's lips. He lapped at the sweet liquid, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as the empress's milk ran down his body and inter mixed with the empress’s pussy juice sliding down his cock.
The empress's movements became more frantic, her own climax building. Xiao moved one hand down to her pussy and started to finger herself in rhythm with the empress’s motions. Xiao's other hand continued work the empress’s large breast, causing a steady stream of milk to flow, coating the emperor's face and chest. The emperor's hands reached up, cupping the empress's other breast, squeezing gently, encouraging more flow of milk.
"Oh, my emperor!" the empress cried out, her body shaking as her orgasm consumed her. The emperor's cock, still buried deep within her, pulsed, filling her creaming pussy with his hot seed. Xiao, overcome with the intensity of the moment, released her juices, her recently deflowered pussy spraying in rhythm with the empress's.
The three of them lay together, their bodies intertwined, coated in sweat, milk, and the evidence of their passion. the sheets they laid on were now wet with breast milk and pussy juice, but it didn’t bother them at all. The empress's breathing slowly returned to normal, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
"If only this moment could last forever," she whispered, kissing the emperor tenderly. "No matter what the future holds, we would always have this." The emperor kissed her passionately in response.
Xiao, her body still humming with pleasure, sitting next to the emperor watching his passion with the empress with a smile. Then she used her tongue to clean off the juices on the emperor’s divine member.
Outside the window the night sky was beginning to light up with the rising sun, time was running out.
As their kiss deepened, the emperor's hands moved caress the empress’s voluptuous body. Her breasts, heavy with milk, spilled their content on his fingers once again as he fingered the rosy nipples already taut and eager. The emperor's eyes darkened with desire as he gazed upon her beauty, his hands cupping the swollen orbs, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks.
"Your breasts are so exquisite, heavy with the milk meant for our child," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. He bent his head, taking a rigid nipple into his mouth, suckling strongly. The empress gasped, her back arching as pleasure shot through her body. His tongue teased and tugged at her nipple, drawing out the sweet milk, while his other hand pinched and rolled the opposite peak, causing her to moan and writhe. “hmmmm, I carry your child proudly, take me again my love. You will see us again in the next life. Before that fill me with your seed one more time.”
The emperor, sensing his wife's rising desire, broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. His hands traveled lower, caressing her thighs, pushing her legs apart to reveal her wet, swollen pussy. The empress's breath caught as he parted her folds, his fingers sliding easily through all the creamy juices.
As the emperor shifted Xiao moved back on the bed to give him room. Listening to their words Xiao began to go into such a state of arousal, Xiao's own body responded. Her small hands creuded her full, perky breasts, her nipples hardening as she imagined what it would be like to be in the empress's place.
"You are still so wet, my love," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "So ready for me." He positioned himself between her thighs, his rigid cock throbbing as he rubbed the head along her slit, teasing her entrance. "I am ready to feel your warmth again, embrace me in your heir maker."
The empress moaned, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. "Please, my emperor... take me. Claim me as yours one more time."
With a powerful surge, he plunged into her, filling her in one swift motion. The empress cried out, her body trembling as she adjusted to his size again. He began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, each one hitting her sweet spot, causing her to whimper and beg for more.
Xiao couldn't take her eyes off the erotic scene, her fingers working feverishly at her own cream filled pussy, imagining it was the emperor's cock plunging into her tight hole again. Warm mixer of cum and pussy juice began leaking out as she fingered herself. She raised her head to the sky and let out sensuous moans, her breath coming in short gasps as she brought herself closer to the edge.
The emperor's hands gripped the empress's hips, guiding her movements as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her swollen folds. "You feel so good, my empress. So tight and wet. I'm going to fill you with my seed again, you are forever mine."
His words sent a jolt of pleasure through her body, and she cried out as her orgasm approached. "Yes, my emperor! Fill me! Give me more of your dragon seed!"
As if on cue, the emperor's thrusts became more urgent, his cock swelling inside her. "I'm going to cum, my love," he grunted, his body tensing. "Only I can breed you, only I will fill your womb with my essence."
The empress's pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as he erupted, filling her with his hot seed. She screamed his name, her body shaking as her own orgasm consumed her. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her, causing her milk to flow freely from her engorged breasts, coating their heated bodies.
Xiao, overcome with her own climax, collapsed down on the bed, her breath ragged. She had never witnessed such a passionate coupling, and the sight of the emperor and empress united in ecstasy was imprinted on her mind.
Fate can be fickle
The scene in the emperor's bedchambers was one of raw, unbridled passion, a momentary respite from the impending doom that loomed outside the palace. But as the guards stormed in, their harsh voices cutting through the air, the atmosphere shifted abruptly. The empress, her delicate body still glistening with sweat and desire, stood no chance against the armored soldiers. They grabbed her roughly, their calloused hands gripping her slender arms, ignoring her protests and the shocked expression on her face. Xiao, startled and vulnerable, tried to cover her nakedness, her perky breasts and swollen pussy on full display, a testament to the recent pleasure she had experienced.
As the guards seized the two women, Caocao, the powerful warlord, entered the room. His gaze swept across the chamber, taking in the sight of the naked empress, her beauty heightened by the glow of post-coital satisfaction. He couldn't help but admire her lush figure, the curves of her pregnant body, and the fullness of her breasts, heavy with milk. But his attention soon shifted to Xiao, the young handmaiden, whose innocence had been taken, her wetness a clear indication of her recent deflowering.
"So, the handmaiden is a handmaiden no more." Caocao remarked, his voice deep and laced with authority. "It seems the emperor had his way with you before I could, a pity." He stepped closer, his eyes lingering on Xiao's trembling form. "But that doesn't mean I won't have my share."
The guards, following their master's orders, dragged the empress and Xiao out of the chamber, their cries of protest falling on deaf ears. The empress, terrified and confused, struggled against her captors, her large breasts bouncing with each frantic movement. Xiao, still reeling from the intensity of her first sexual encounter, could only whimper as she was pulled away, the emperor's seed still warm within her.
The emperor naked and powerless could only beg for mercy for his pregnant empress. Caocao walked over to the emperor’s bed, taking the covers and placing them on the emperor’s naked form. “Don’t you remember how you planted the seeds? Neither you’re the seeds of your plot or the seeds in that daughter of the plotter will come to fruition.” Caocao coldly to the emperor. Then with a slight bow, “the air is cool my emperor, do take care not to catch a cold.” Caocao exited the room flanked by his guards.
Caocao's palace, a grand and imposing structure, was a stark contrast to the intimate setting of the emperor's bedchambers. The empress and Xiao were brought before him in his bedchambers, their nakedness now a source of humiliation and vulnerability. The empress, her once fierce demeanor had become timid, looking at Caocao, her eyes were now full of fear.
"Please, Lord Caocao, I didn’t know anything about what my father was doing. Please, I carry royal blood in my womb. Please spare me." she pleaded, her voice was full of fear. "Please, at least allow me to deliver the child!"
Caocao's lips curved into a sinister smile. "Oh, my dear empress, you knew full well the plot against my life. The words said between the emperor and you as he planted his seed in you night after night is well known to me.” The empress’s face became flushed red as Caocao recounted the words her emperor often said as he thrusted his divine rod into her silken folds. “It often intrigued me that the thought of my demise gives his highness so much pleasure and vigor, judging by your swollen belly.” Mused Caocao as he walked in front of the empress and ran his hand over her pregnant belly. His hands moved up to grab her large breasts, squeezing her breast he felt the warm liquid seeping between fingers. Caocao began to move his hand south but caught himself. He looked around the room at his guards and stopped himself. “I would love to offer you mercy, allowing you to live as my concubine, enjoying your body night after night, your fertile womb would bear my children, and I may parade your pregnant form in front of the emperor to humiliate him further. Unfortunately, I cannot so your fate is sealed. But before we part ways, I will reveal a secret to you." He motioned to the guards, who roughly pushed Xiao towards him. "Xiao here has been giving me information for some time. How do you think I know what the emperor said to you as he plowed you? Xiao described your coupling to me in great detail, she drew hot water for your bath as the emperor pounded you love hole on the other side of the wooden screen, she waited near the bed with fresh robes as you bounced on the emperor’s divine rod, she even stood outside the door stopping servants from disturbing the emperor as he cursed my name and sprayed his seed in your womb. Should I go on with the details?"
Xiao's eyes widened in fear as she realized her betrayal had been revealed. She had been Caocao's informant, the emperor only talked about the plot to his empress after love making and many times grunts out Caocao’s demise in the throws of passion. She had been sharing the details of the empress's love sessions and the words exchanged between her and the emperor. The empress’s shocked expression turned into a pained one as the guards dragged her naked form towards the door. Her cursing of Xiao faded as she was dragged further away towards her execution.
The guards knew what their lord wanted, pushed Xiao onto the bed and walked out the room closing the door. Caocao approached the bed, his dark intentions clear in his eyes. He admired Xiao's petite frame, her perky breasts heaving with rapid breaths, and the glistening wetness between her thighs.
"Such a tight little package," he murmured, running his rough fingers along her soft skin. "I was hoping to sample your virgin body today, but this will have to do.”
With a swift motion, Caocao lifted Xiao's legs, positioning her at the edge of the sturdy bed. Her wet pussy, still pulsing from the emperor's vigorous thrusts, was exposed and ready for his taking. He positioned himself at her entrance, his thick manhood throbbing with anticipation. With one powerful thrust, he impaled her, eliciting a sharp cry from Xiao's lips.
"Ah, so tight and warm," Caocao grunted, his eyes closing momentarily as he savored the sensation. "You're a perfect fit, my dear."
Xiao, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body, could do little but cling to the bed linens, her fingernails digging into the silk. Caocao's pace was relentless, his thick shaft plunging in and out, stretching her beyond what she thought possible. Her cries filled the room, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as Caocao's rough hands gripped her hips, guiding his movements. “Yes my lord, take me, make me yours.” Moane Xiao looking up lustfully at Cacao, even if there was more than 30 years difference between them Xiao needed Caocao’s patronage, now more than ever. “I have to become his concubine, it’s the only way I can save myself and enjoy a life of luxury.” Xiao though as she feels Caocao hard cock thrusting in and out of her very wet pussy.
As Xiao's body trembled on the brink of release, Caocao reached down, cupping Xiao’s perky young breasts. Her nipples, already taut and sensitive from the emperor's suckling, responded to his touch, hardening further. With a skilled motion, he squeezed, and Xiao’s pussy seem to squeeze his cock in return.
Xiao, her senses heightened by the relentless pounding of Caocao's cock, grabbed one of Caocao’s hands and brought two fingers to her mouth. She suckled eagerly, the callous fingers were rough at first, but soon her saliva softened his skin.
As Xiao sucked his fingers, Caocao's thrusts became more frenzied, his need for release building to an unbearable peak. With a final, powerful stroke, he plunged deep into Xiao's welcoming warmth, his seed erupting from his cock in a hot, pulsating flood. Xiao's body convulsed around him, her orgasm triggered by the sensation of being filled to the brim.
"Ah, that's amazing tight," Caocao panted, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Take it all, every drop."
As the echoes of their pleasure reverberated through the room, Caocao released his grip on Xiao’s breasts and collapsed on top of her still quivering body.
"Oh Xiao, you've served your purpose well. You thoroughly pleased me" Caocao whispered in Xiao’s ears.
Xiao, still naked and trembling with the old man on top of her, smiled with relief. Caocao has to elevate her to be one of his concubines. She would be bearing his children and fuck him any night he wanted her.
Caocao eventually got up and pulled his deflated member out of Xiao’s pussy. He walked to the table and sat down, then with a satisfied smirk poured himself some tea. He had just claimed the body of Xiao whom was a virgin only hours before. The memory of her tight, wet pussy still lingered in his mind. As he sipped his tea, his eyes feasted upon the sight before him. Xiao lay naked on the silk sheets, her slender body glistening with sweat and the evidence of their passionate encounter. Her creamy thighs, once smooth, now had trails of semen trickling down, a testament to Caocao's dominance. The liquid shimmered in the soft candlelight, reflecting a lustful glow onto her delicate skin.
Xiao, despite her exhaustion, was acutely aware of Caocao's gaze. She thought that her position was almost secure, just a little more to cement his lust for her for the years to come. She slowly sat up, her perky breasts swaying gently, catching Caocao's attention even more. She began to tease him, using her body as a weapon of seduction.
The young maiden stood gracefully, her slender form casting a shadow on the wall. She moved with a newfound confidence, her hips swaying in a rhythmic motion. Xiao's hands traced her curves, caressing her own body as if inviting Caocao to do the same. She pinched her nipples, twisting them gently, causing her to bite her lower lip to stifle a moan. The sight of her own touch, the way she explored her sensitive flesh, was a tantalizing spectacle for Caocao.
As the dance continued, Xiao's movements became more provocative. She bent over, her long hair cascading down, providing a glimpse of her pink, swollen folds. With each sway of her hips, the semen on her thighs glistened, a visual reminder of the pleasure they had shared. Caocao's breathing quickened, his manhood begin to harden once more at the sight of her erotic display.
"You know how to tease me.” Caocao growled, his voice thick with desire. "I want more of your sweet body."
Xiao straightened up, her eyes meeting his, and with a slow, deliberate stride, she approached the warlord. She knelt before him, her face level with his semi hardened shaft, and without a word, she took him into her warm, wet mouth.
Caocao's eyes rolled back in pleasure as Xiao's tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing the sensitive underside. She took him deep, her throat welcoming the invasion, her hands cupping his balls gently. The warlord's hand gripped her hair, guiding her rhythm, urging her to take him deeper. Xiao's lips glided up and down, her mouth sucking and pleasing him with every stroke.
"Enough," Caocao grunted, pulling his throbbing member from her mouth. "I want you beneath me again."
Xiao, her mouth still wet with his essence, obediently rose and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs willingly. Caocao positioned himself between her thighs, his cock hovering at her entrance. With one swift thrust, he penetrated her once more, eliciting a gasp from Xiao's lips.
The warlord's powerful hips pumped relentlessly, driving his shaft deep into her core. Xiao's body trembled, her moans filling the chamber as he pounded into her with unyielding force. Caocao's hands gripped her slender waist, holding her in place as he claimed her body with each thrust.
"You like this, don't you, Xiao?" Caocao panted, his breath hot on her neck. "You like being fucked by the man who holds your life in his hands."
Xiao's response was a muffled cry of pleasure, her body arching to meet his every thrust. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back, leaving marks of passion. Caocao's pace quickened, his control slipping as he neared his climax.
"Ride me," he demanded, flipping Xiao onto her back and positioning himself beneath her. "Show me how much you want to live."
Xiao straddled him, her legs on either side of his muscular frame. She took his length inside her once more, her pussy gripping him tightly as she began to move. Her breasts bounced with each downward thrust, her hair falling like a dark curtain around them. Caocao's hands grasped her hips, guiding her as she rode him with increasing fervor. “claim me my lord, my womb is yours, I will bear you many children.” Moaned Xiao as she rode harder.
"Yes, that's it," he groaned, his eyes fixed on the sight of his shaft disappearing into her wetness. "Fuck me, Xiao. Show me your desire."
Xiao's body glistened with sweat, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glazed with lust. She rode him with abandon, her pussy clenching and releasing his throbbing cock. Caocao's hands moved to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as she moved above him.
"I'm going to fill you again, Xiao," he whispered, his voice strained. "You're going to feel me cum deep inside you."
Xiao's eyes widened at his words, but her body betrayed no fear. Instead, she quickened her pace, her pussy milking his cock, urging him to release. Caocao's hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place as his shaft twitched and pulsed, delivering his hot seed deep into her womb.
Xiao's body trembled as she felt him spasm inside her, his cum mixing with the remnants of their previous encounter. She collapsed onto his chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Caocao's hands stroked her hair, his touch gentle, almost tender, as if he were savoring the moment.
But the moment of intimacy was short-lived. Caocao, his lust sated, pushed Xiao off his body. Caocao’ deflating member slide out of Xiao’s creamy love hole. Xiao, still dazed from the intensity of her orgasm, looked at him with confusion as she moved her hands to preserve Caocao’s seed inside her, she needed them desperately if she wanted to become pregnant.
"Guards!" Caocao ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Xiao's eyes widened in shock and horror. As guards entered the room, “take her away and execute her immediately.” Caocao commanded, the guards grabbed Xiao by the arms as she scrambled to cover her nakedness, as she did that Caocao’s seed began to slide down her inner thigh. Xiao’s hands trembling as she tried to comprehend her fate. "Please, my lord," she pleaded, her voice cracking. "My lord did I not do everything you wanted? Have I not pleased you? I will please you every night, I will bear you many children from my fertile womb, please!”
Caocao laughed, a dark, sinister sound that sent chills down Xiao's spine. "You've done everything I wanted, my dear. And you did it so well. But the emperor’s seed is in you. Whose offspring will you carry in the months to come? Mine? Or a potential heir to threaten me. Sorry my dear as good as your body was, I must eliminate all potential threat." He motioned to the guards.
Caocao’s words hit Xiao like a rock, smashing her plans to pieces. Her survival was all but guaranteed, spying for Caocao against the empress, once she was executed Xiao would seduce Caocao and become his concubine then live a life of comfort and luxury the rest of her days. Who knew that losing her virginity to the emperor would ultimately cost her, her life. “No, please!" Xiao cried as the guards dragged her naked body from the chamber. "Mercy, my lord! The child will be yours, no please!"
Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the heavy doors closed behind her, leaving Caocao alone with his thoughts and the fading echoes of Xiao's desperate cries. A feeling of a imperfect victory lingered in Caocao’s heart, he must address it. Caocao made his decision and called his most trusted servant Chen to the room, then Caocao gave him instructions he trusted Chen to complete in secret.
Shared Fate
The empress, her eyes wide with fear, struggled against the strong grip of the guards as they dragged her into the dimly lit chamber. The empress has never seen the execution quarter at Caocao’s palace before. Her heart pounded with trepidation, for she knew her fate was sealed the moment she laid eyes on the formidable Li, the imperial guard captain. His intense gaze, cold and calculating, sent shivers down her spine. With two guards holding her arms, she was helpless, a mere plaything in the hands of this powerful man.
As they reached the center of the room, Li stepped forward, his tall, muscular frame exuding authority. Without a word, he reached for a silk cord that lay on a nearby table. The empress's breath caught in her throat, understanding his intentions. She tried to plead, but her voice failed her, reduced to mere whimpers.
With swift, precise movements, Li wrapped the silk cord around the empress's delicate neck, his fingers deftly securing the knot. He squeezed, beginning to apply pressure to her throat. Immediately the empress felt the restriction to her breathing, causing her to gasp and squirm. Her eyes, once filled with fear, now glazed over with a mixture of panic and arousal, for there was a peculiar excitement in being at the mercy of this ruthless man. Her hands tried to reach for her throat, but the guards held her steady as she fought for breath. She struggled against the guards and started to kick wildly exposing her wet pussy and glistening thighs. Her swollen belly and heavy breasts flopped with each labored struggle. Soon the empress’s body began to betray her. Her breasts, heavy with milk, leaked, the creamy liquid trickle down her round belly. Some of the thick liquid clung to her nipples, accentuating their hardness. Below, her swollen pussy, still wet with the emperor's cum, began to seep, the mixture of her juices and his seed running down her thighs. Li's grip on the cord remained firm, his eyes never leaving hers. He watched as her face contorted, her eyes bulging, and her tongue protruding as she fought for air. Her legs trembled, and soon, warm urine ran down her legs, adding to the humiliating display.
As the empress's struggles weakened, Li's grip on the cord tightened further, until her movements ceased, and she went limp in the guards’ arms. Her eyes, once bright with fear, now glazed over, as the last of her life left her.
Li loosen his grip and removed the silk cord. The cord had left a deep mark on the empress’s neck. Li motioned to the guards and they released the empress, her body flopped on her back, her belly and breasts facing the heavens. The guards left the room closing the doors behind them.
Li stared down at the Empress, her lifeless body sprawled on the floor. The empress’s naked body is open to him in all her last glory. Her skin, still warm from the recent struggle, was smooth and pale like alabaster. Li's gaze traveled over her curves, taking in the fullness of her breasts, still swollen with milk from her recent pregnancy. A small pool of milk had formed around her nipples, a reminder of the child she would never get to nurse.
Li's rough fingers traced the contours of the empress's exposed breasts, his touch both cruel and sensual. He squeezed the tender flesh, eliciting a trickle of milk from her engorged nipples. Li's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he bent down, capturing the sweet nectar on his tongue. The taste of her milk, rich and creamy, only served to fuel his desire.
His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and crevice. He caressed her swollen belly, his touch gentle, almost reverent. But his true interest lay between her thighs. Li's fingers parted the empress's legs, revealing a sight that made his breath short. Her pussy, glistening with the emperor's recent attentions, beckoned to him, inviting further exploration.
Li's fingers delved into her wetness, exploring what a moment ago was the emperor’s exclusive heir maker. Her body, seem to respond to his touch, the empress made a sound like a hiccup as her body made last attempt to draw in air. With each hiccup her pussy twitched at his fingers as if yearning for more. Li's breath quickened as he stroked her, his own desire rising. He thrust his fingers deeper, relishing the warmth and wetness of her most intimate core. He could tell she had been recently fucked, as he could feel the mixture of her natural juices and another man's semen coating the walls of her pussy. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air as Li leaned in closer, breathing in the aroma from her pussy.
"Empress," he whispered huskily. "You were used by the emperor before your death, but now this sacred place is open to me." A sense of triumph filled him as he withdrew his fingers, knowing that he was about to enter where had once been reserved only for the emperor himself.
"The heavens have parted, and I am going to indulge in the nectar of the gods," Li said with a sly grin as he stripped naked.
The captain of the imperial guard positioned himself at her entrance, his throbbing length eager to claim what the emperor had recently possessed. With a swift, powerful thrust, Li impaled the empress, filling her in one stroke. Her body, still pliant from her recent passion with the emperor, welcomed him, her walls clenching around his shaft.
Li's eyes rolled back as he began to move, each thrust eliciting a symphony of wet, carnal sounds. He savored the sensation of her tight, hot channel gripping him, the evidence of the emperor's cum adding a slippery, illicit thrill. The empress's body, though dead, responded to his rhythmic invasion, her breasts swaying with each stroke, offering up more of her milk for his pleasure.
The scent of breast milk reached Li’s nostrils as Li's hands roamed over the empress's body, her breasts heavy and full with milk that was now leaking out during her death struggle. His lips eagerly latched onto her nipple, tasting the sweet yet salty mixture of her breast milk and sweat from the fear and fight for her life. With each lick and suck, more milk flowed into his mouth as he savored every drop. He couldn't help but imagine the emperor, her husband, having the pleasure of doing this every day.
Even in death, the empress's body responded to Li's touch. Her breasts continued to produce milk as he sucked on her nipples, though it was likely due to the strangulation she had just endured moments before. As Li indulged in her nectar, he found himself covered in her warm breast milk, splashes of which had landed all over his body. Satisfied with his taste of her nectar, Li's desire turned to release.
He gazed at the empress's lifeless face, admiring her beautiful expressionless features, vacant stare, parted lips, and protruding tongue. It was an incredibly erotic sight. Li kissed the empress's mouth passionately forcing his tongue past the empress's protruding tongue, the wet kisses and the sound of their bodies joining together drowned out by the slurping of his cock inside her sticky wet pussy. The warmth and wetness enveloped him as he began to move with ease thanks to the juices left behind from her previous lovemaking.
Driving deeper and harder into the empress, Li lost himself in the sensations and became insatiable for more. Li fucked her harder and more nectar escaped from her breasts amidst their passionate coupling.
The air was heavy with the stench of sweat and sex as Li pounded into the empress, her body limp and lifeless beneath him. He grunted and moaned, reveling in the power and pleasure he felt. His hands gripped her face and forced it to meet his as he continued to thrust harder and harder.
"This was all gifted from the emperor," Li mused between breaths, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. "Oh, this is grace from the heavenly throne, easing the way for my entry."
He leaned down to suck on her large breasts, tasting her milk as he fucked her. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled his ears like music. Her once sacred love hole now belonged to him, and he reveled in its tightness and wetness.
"Oh my empress," Li mused as he lapped up the pooling milk between her breasts. "Your love hole was only for the emperor to enjoy. But now it belongs to me." He smeared her breast milk all over her body, relishing in the curve of her pregnant belly as he thrusted deeper into what had been the emperor's heir making love tunnel.
As Li's desire peaked, he quickened his pace, his body taking over as he sought release. With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into the empress, his hot seed mingling with the emperor's within her. Li's body shuddered, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he reveled in the illicit pleasure of claiming this forbidden fruit.
After a moment, Li withdrew, his spent cock glistening with the mingled fluids of his own release and that of the emperor. He stood, gazing down at the empress's prone form, her body violated in death. With a final, possessive touch, he caressed her breast, eliciting another trickle of milk, which he savored with a cruel smile.
Li got up leaving the empress’s milk covered and spread legged body on the floor. Her pussy leaking with the evidence of her recent encounters. Li walked to the table and drank some water. He admired the empress’s beautiful form as he took a rest. Li finally feeling refreshed after a brief rest and was walking towards the empress for a second roll when the heavy wooden doors swung open, and two guards entered, dragging a terrified Xiao into the chamber. Her eyes were filled with horror as she took in the scene before her. The empress's lifeless body sprawled on the floor, her large breasts and swollen belly covered with her breastmilk, and her pussy leaked evidence of recent penetrations were a stark reminder of the cruel fate that awaited her.
Xiao's eyes widened further as she spotted Li, his muscular form exuding a primal energy that terrified her. Her fear was palpable, and as she tried to back away the guards held her firm, her bladder released, warm urine trickling down her legs, mingling with the remnants of the semen from her previous encounters.
Li's gaze darkened as he took in the sight of Xiao's fear and vulnerability. With deliberate steps, he approached her, his eyes fixed on the trails of semen that clung to her thighs, evidence of her recent carnal activities. Xiao's breath came in short, rapid gasps, her body trembling as she anticipated the worst.
In a swift, fluid motion, Li wrapped the silk cord around Xiao's slender neck the same that had taken the empress’s life, his fingers tightening with deliberate force. Xiao's eyes bulged, her hands struggled to reach her throat as she desperately tried to release the killing pressure. The guards held her in place and Li's grip was unyielding, Xiao tried to beg for mercy but only gurgled noises escaped her tongue protruded mouth. Xiao’s perky breasts bounced beautifully as she struggled, she began kicking wildly just like the empress did. Long drops of semen slid down her legs as soon Xiao sprayed urine everywhere. The young woman had some energy in her, but eventually her struggles died down and her eyes stared forward as she became still. Li waited for Xiao’s body to begin hiccupping before releasing the silk cord. Li motioned to the guards and they allowed Xiao to flop on the floor before exiting the room.
Li’s eyes now taking in the sight of Xiao’s young, supple body. Her perky breasts was now still and her pussy which was wet and swollen from her recent encounters, glistened invitingly.
Li's fingers traced the outline of Xiao's pussy lips, exploring the delicate folds that were stretched and filled by the men who had come before him. He dipped a finger into her wetness, marveling at the copious amount of cum that had been deposited there. With a cruel smile, he brought his finger to his nose, smelling the bitter-sweet mixture of her juices and the essence of her previous lovers. Li notices the red circlet on Xiao’s ankle, the ankle bracelet has a small piece of jade attached signifying her status as a handmaiden. “The empress’s own handmaiden, well the late empress” Li smirked looking at his handy work still sprawled nearby. “you are no longer a handmaiden either judge by the content of your pussy. Such a pretty thing you are though.” Li began to caress Xiao’s perky breasts feeling the youthful skin, he gave them a few squeezes. Li then moved his hands down Xiao’s body feeling her flat stomach. “young women are tight everywhere.” Li mused as his hands reached Xiao’s pussy. “Yes, you are very tight, but well used apparently, there’s a lot of cum inside you.” Li’s fingers slicked easily in and out of Xiao’s pussy, “how many times did you have sex before coming to me? Oh I have to feel the pleasure of your love tunnel.”
Li’s desire mounting, Li positioned himself at Xiao's entrance, his cock twitching with anticipation. With a single, powerful thrust, he penetrated her, eliciting a wet slurping sound from her well lubricated femininity. Her fresh, tight love hole clenched around him, the sensation of her walls gripping and massaging his shaft was exquisite.
Li began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate, each one eliciting a soft, wet sound as her pussy accommodated his length. He reached up, squeezing her breasts, his fingers plucking at her hard nipples, Xiao’s body was covered with sweat from the fear and death struggle Li loved it all. He put his hands under her hip and lifted up making Xiao’s body arch upwards, her back lifting off the ground, as if in silent invitation for him to take more.
The sound of their coupling filled the chamber, a primal rhythm that echoed off the stone walls. Li's breath quickened, his body tensing as he neared his release. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within Xiao, his seed erupting in hot, rhythmic pulses, filling her cooling young womb.
As Li's body shuddered with the aftermath of his release, he withdrew, his cock glistening with the evidence of their passion. He stood, gazing down at Xiao's well-used form, her body now bearing the marks of his possession. With a final, possessive touch, he caressed her breast, his fingers lingering on her nipple, as if claiming her as his own.
The chamber fell silent, save for Li’s heavy breathing. Behind him the doors opened.
“What now?” Li turned towards to door annoyed. “forgive me, Captain. I have come on Lord Cao’s orders.” Chen walks in with a low bow.
Li knows Chen is the personal servant of Lord Cao and he did not dare to defy his lords command. “Yes, what does our lord command?” Li straightens up, tries to look professional even if he is stark naked covered with residue from his wild fuck of Xiao and the empress.
“Just that you never saw me here.” Chen said as he walked towards the violated body of the empress and picked her up in his arms. “Captain Li, you really had a wild farewell for the empress.” Chen remarked as he walked outside the door where a wooden cart was waiting, Chen placed the empress’s naked body in a straw mat, he then returned and picked upped Xiao’s ravaged body, “this one too I see, you really outdone yourself Captain. Lucky for you, this never happened. Be waiting outside Lord Caocao’s bedchambers in 4 hours.” With that Chen walked outside and placed Xiao’s body on the straw mat next to the empress. Covering them Chen drove the cart away.
The Fate of the Emperor
The emperor sat alone in his chambers, his once-grand room now a sanctuary of sorrow. The silk sheets, once a canvas for passion and pleasure, were stained with the remnants of his love—the empress's breast milk and their mingled cum, a bittersweet reminder of what he had lost. The scent of their intimacy still hung heavy in the air, a ghostly presence that clung to his skin and stirred memories of the woman he had adored.
As he stared into the void, his mind drifting between grief and anger, the heavy wooden doors swung open, interrupting his solitude. Caocao, the powerful warlord who now held the empire's fate in his grasp, strode in with an air of authority. His steps echoed across the marble floor, each footfall a reminder of his dominance. Flanking him were two armored guards, their eyes cold and unwavering, and between them stood a delicate figure—a young woman with a grace that seemed to light up the dimly lit room.
"My emperor," Caocao addressed the emperor, his voice carrying a mix of respect and calculated control. "In light of the recent tragic betrayal and death of the empress. I bring you a gift, a treasure to ease your sorrow and secure the empire's future."
The emperor's gaze shifted to the woman, his gaze mixed with sadness and fear. She stood there, a stoic figure, her eyes looked at him with curiosity. Her long, dark hair fell in waves around her shoulders, and her porcelain skin glowed in the soft light. She was a vision of youthful beauty, a stark contrast to the rugged men surrounding her.
"This is Lady Cao, my daughter" Caocao continued, "she, is here to serve you, my emperor. She will be a companion, a confidant, and the bearer of your future heirs."
Lady Cao's eyes meet the emperor's gaze for a fleeting moment. There was a spark of fear in his gaze, quickly masked by the bow of the emperor’s head. The emperor, his heart still heavy with grief, felt a stir of emotion. This is Caocao’s daughter, she has come to exert complete control of his life. She was to be his new empress and he understood the political implications, the necessity of this union to secure his life.
The emperor rose from his bed taking a step forward, the emperor approached Lady Cao, his movements deliberate and gentle. He reached out, his fingers brushing her hands as he gently held her hands.
"Welcome, Lady Cao," he said, his voice low and raspy. "I am grateful for your presence, and I hope that you will find solace and comfort in these chambers."
Lady Cao's eyes widened at his touch, her breath quickening. "I... I am honored to serve you, Your Majesty," she whispered, her voice sounded taken back by his gentleness.
Caocao nodded, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. " Good, she is now your empress, I believe you will find her most pleasing."
“Serve your emperor well my daughter” Caocao gave Lady Cao a commanding look.
“yes, father I will not disappoint you” Lady Cao bowed her head.
With that, Caocao signaled the guards, who began to retreat, leaving the emperor and Lady Cao alone. The young empress stood motionless, her heart pounding in her chest. The emperor's touch, though gentle, had awakened a sensation within her—a mixture of fear and longing. She knew this was a political union, she knew the last empress was executed by her father. Even though she may have power over the emperor, she didn’t want to spend the rest of her life with a man that hates her. She wanted to show him tenderness, to make a life for them in these circumstances, she was to become his wife, to share his bed and bear his children.
"Come, my emperor," Lady Cao said, her voice softening. "Let us get to know each other. I sense a great weight upon your shoulders, and I wish to ease it."
She guided him towards the bed, her hand resting gently on his arms. Lady Cao's heart raced as she felt the silk sheets. The bed, still carrying the scent of the former empress, was a reminder of the woman she was replacing. She glanced at the emperor, his handsome features now etched with sadness, and she felt a pang of sympathy for him.
“I know who my father is, I know why I was given to you to be your empress. This is going to be a long road ahead of us. I wish it to be a happy one. I see the fear in your eyes my emperor. Don’t be afraid, you life is safe. We can live here in peace, let the warlords slaughter each other. In time who knows what will happen.” Lady Cao calmly spoke to the emperor.
“you are very wise and kind lady Cao.” The emperor spoke up, his expression softening. “let us consummate our union as your father will want to hear of it. Then we shall see what the future has in store for us.”
"I have never... I don’t know what to do" Lady Cao began, her voice trailing off as she realized the implications of her words.
The emperor's eyes softened, and he smiled gently. "I know, my dear. But there is no need to fear. I will be gentle, and I promise you, it will be a pleasure we both shall cherish."
As he spoke, he helped her out of her silken robes, his fingers deftly undoing the intricate knots. Lady Cao's body was revealed, her skin glowing in the warm light. Her breasts, full and firm, rose and fell with each breath, and her nipples hardened at the emperor's touch. He marveled at her beauty, at the innocence that radiated from her.
Kneeling before her, the emperor kissed her stomach, his lips tracing a path upwards, causing Lady Cao to shiver. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her erect nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her.
"You are exquisite, my lady," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "And I shall savor every moment of this."
His lips found her neck, his kisses becoming more urgent as his hands explored her body. Lady Cao's legs trembled as she felt his fingers trail down her stomach, through the soft curls between her thighs, and finally, to the core of her desire. She was wet, her arousal a mixture of nervousness and the emperor's skilled touch.
"Please, my emperor," she breathed, her voice laced with need.
The emperor, his desire rising, stood and guided Lady Cao to the bed. He laid her down gently, his eyes taking in the sight of her naked form. Her breasts heaved with anticipation, and her pink nipples beckoned him. He lowered himself, his lips capturing one taut peak, suckling gently, causing her to arch her back and let out a soft cry.
"You are delicious," he murmured against her skin, his hands now exploring the curves of her hips and thighs.
Lady Cao's body was on fire, her senses alive with every touch. The emperor's kisses trailed down her body, leaving a trail of wetness and desire. He parted her thighs, his breath hot against her intimate folds, and she felt his tongue trace her sensitive flesh. Her hands gripped the sheets, her back arching off the bed as his mouth devoured her, his skilled tongue dancing over her clitoris.
"Oh... my emperor," she gasped, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
The emperor's mouth worked its magic, his tongue flicking and circling, driving Lady Cao to the brink of ecstasy. Her body trembled, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared her climax. Just as she was about to fall over the edge, he stopped, his lips moving upwards to capture hers in a passionate kiss.
"Not yet, my lady," he whispered, his voice commanding. "I want you to feel me inside you, to know the pleasure of our union."
Lady Cao, her eyes glazed with desire, nodded, her body yearning for completion. The emperor positioned himself between her thighs, his hard length pressing against her entrance. She was ready, her wetness a testament to her desire. With one swift thrust, he entered her, claiming her as his own.
Lady Cao let out a cry, a mix of pain and pleasure, as her body adjusted to his size. The emperor paused, his eyes searching hers, seeking permission to continue. She nodded, her hands reaching up to pull him closer, urging him on.
"Yes... please, more," she pleaded, her voice breathless.
The emperor began to move, his hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm. Each stroke filled her, stretching and pleasing her in ways she had never imagined. The scent of their passion filled the room—the musk of his skin, the sweetness of her arousal, and the lingering fragrance of the empress's milk—a heady mix that fueled their desire.
The emperor's pace quickened, his breath ragged as he gazed down at Lady Cao's beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, and her body moved in perfect harmony with his. He could feel her tight, wet walls clutching at him, drawing him deeper with each thrust.
"You are mine, Lady Cao," he growled, his voice thick with passion. "My empress, my pleasure, and my heir maker."
His words sent a wave of desire through her, and she met his thrusts with equal fervor. Her hands clawed at his back, her nails digging into his skin as she surrendered to the pleasure building within her. The emperor's body glistened with sweat, his muscles taut as he drove into her, claiming her over and over.
"Oh, emperor!" Lady Cao cried out, her climax approaching. "I... I can't... please..."
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss, muffling her cries as her body convulsed around him. Her pussy clenched and released, milking his length, and he groaned, his own release building. With one final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside her, filling her virgin womb with his seed.
They lay entwined, their hearts racing and their bodies slick with sweat and passion. The emperor held Lady Cao close, his hand brushing her hair as their breathing slowly returned to normal. He felt her trembling, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of pleasure.
"You are now my empress," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear. "And I shall cherish you”
Lady Cao opened her eyes, her gaze meeting his. She saw the determination in his eyes, the resolve to move forward, and she knew that together, they would weather the storm together.
"I am yours, my emperor," she replied, her voice steady. "And I shall be by your side, through pleasure and pain, as we navigate the days ahead."
Fate Favored Him
The cold, damp walls of Caocao's bed chambers echoed with the macabre scene unfolding within. The once-grand room, adorned with luxurious silks and intricate tapestries, now served as a grim backdrop for the ruthless warlord's twisted desires. At the center of this dark chamber lay the lifeless body of the young empress, her pale skin contrasting starkly with the rich red silks of the bed. Her eyes, once sparkling with life and timidity, were now vacant, gazing emptily at the ceiling. The empress's body, still warm but slowly succumbing to the chill of death, bore the marks of her final moments.
Caocao, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and cruelty, stood over the empress, his tall, imposing figure casting a shadow over her. He had ordered his trusted servant to bring the empress's body to him, desiring one last act of dominance over the woman of his enemy. Her body, a testament to her tragic fate, was a canvas for his perverse desires. The empress's lush breasts, heavy with milk, were exposed, the pale skin stretched taut over her swollen nipples. Her dark nipples, once suckled by the emperor, now dripped with the white liquid, creating a stark contrast against her skin. The milk, a symbol of life and nurturing, now served as a macabre decoration, trickling down her breasts and pooling on the silk sheets.
"Look at you, my dear," Caocao whispered, his voice filled with mockery. "The once-proud empress, reduced to this." He reached out and pinched one of her nipples, causing a fresh stream of milk to spurt out, landing on her belly then sliding down towards her pussy and mixing with the residue of the emperor's and Li's semen. "Your body, a vessel for the royal bloodline, now tainted by the touch of common soldiers. How the mighty have fallen."
He ran his fingers through the sticky liquid on her thighs, smearing it across her skin, his touch rough and possessive. "Your pussy, once reserved for the emperor's pleasure, has become a playground for the men under my command. A love hole, indeed. But fear not, my dear, I shall give you one last taste of royalty before your journey to the afterlife."
With that, Caocao lowered himself onto the bed, his eyes never leaving the empress's lifeless form. He positioned himself between her thighs, his muscular legs bracketing her pale, milk-covered breasts. The empress's body, though devoid of life, was still warm and inviting, a final temptation for the warlord. Caocao grasped her hips, his hands gripping the soft flesh, and positioned himself at her entrance. The empress's pussy, still slick from her previous encounters, welcomed him readily.
"You may have been a vessel for the emperor's seed," he grunted as he thrust into her, "but now, you will carry mine." With each powerful stroke, he violated her, his thick manhood plunging deep into her wetness. The empress's body, though unresisting, provided a tight grip, her muscles still retaining their memory of pleasure. Caocao's cock, engorged and throbbing, filled her completely, his balls slapping against her buttocks with each thrust.
"Oh, how I've needed this moment," he panted, his breath hot against her neck. "To claim your body, to make your love canal mine. To fill your womb with my seed, the final conquest of my enemies, the conquest of their women." He pumped into her with increasing ferocity, his desire fueled by the taboo nature of his act. The empress's breasts jiggled with each thrust, sending sprays of milk across her belly and chest, creating a lustful mess.
“What a concubine you would have made, I would enjoy these breasts swaying on my bed day after day. You womb would have carried many of my children. You can’t deny Fate, for it favors me today. Oh you feel so good.” Caocao's eyes rolled back as he felt the familiar tightening in his loins, signaling his impending release. "I will be the last man to fill you," he growled, his voice hoarse with passion. "My seed will always be the last entering the daughters and wives of my enemy, a permanent mark of my conquest." With a final, powerful thrust, he emptied himself into her, his hot cum mixing with the pussy juice and semen already present.
As his orgasm subsided, Caocao collapsed onto the empress's body, his heavy breathing filling the silent room. He rolled onto his back, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his face. The empress's body, cooling and lifeless, lay next to him, her breasts still leaking milk, her swollen belly covered in breast milk and sweat, her used pussy overflowing with Caocao’ warm cum. Caocao’s victory was now complete.
"Take her away," Caocao ordered, his voice regaining its usual commanding tone. "Have her buried somewhere outside the city." Chen, who had been silently observing the macabre spectacle, quietly sprang into action, lifting the empress's body from the bed and carried her away.
Not long after Chen carried her body out, Caocao's mind raced with thoughts of his triumph. He had not only crushed the conspirators and regained control of the emperor, but he had also pleasured himself with the empress's body, what a statement of power and dominance. Too bad memory of their final coupling would be buried with her body the world would never know. It didn’t matter, he was satisfied.
A knock at the door and a message delivered, his daughter and the emperor has completed the consummation of their union. Caocao smiles, the next Han emperor will be his grandson, unless he ever fancied to take the dragon throne himself.
Caocao lay back down on his bed, he still could smell the empress’s scent on the silk linens. He needed some rest because there’s a lot more to do. He had instructed that every female under the age of 30 from the conspirator’s families and servants be imprisoned instead of executed, especially the wives and concubines. He will peruse through them tomorrow after he is rested, a lot more conquests to be had.
The Empress’s Fate
The afternoon sun cast a soft glow Caocao’s palace as Li, the imperial guard captain, stood waiting outside Caocao’s bedchamber, his muscular frame hidden beneath simple commoner clothing. He has been instructed by Chen and he was eager to carry out his task. “open the door Captain,” came Chen’s voice and immediately Li opened the wooden doors. Li quickly stepped aside and Chen walked out holding the naked body of the empress. Li his eyes casted to the ground smelled the familiar smell of breastmilk mixed with the musky smell of sex, Li’s thoughts immediately returned to the empress’s dying gurgles and her warm pussy embracing his cock only a couple of hours earlier.
As Chen moved past him, Li quickly closed the door and followed behind. They reached the same wooden cart Li saw Chen with earlier. Chen placed the empress’s body on the straw mat, Li noticed Xiao’s body was no longer there. With a nod to Li, Chen begin walking back into the palace.
Li looked at the familiar pregnant naked body of the empress, a delicate beauty with a tragic fate, her body bore the signs of a violent and passionate end. Her once-radiant face was now pale, her skin cooling to the touch. Her large breasts, swollen with milk, leaked onto the straw mat that she laid on. The white liquid formed a trail down her stomach, mingling with the sticky wetness between her thighs—a mixture of her own juices and the cum of the men who had taken her.
Li's loins stirred as he gazed upon the empress’s abused body, her lifeless ravaged form a stark contrast to the fertile vibrant woman she once was. Her beauty, even in death, was undeniable. Her long, dark hair fanned out around her, framing her beautiful face. The vacant stare and her slightly protruding tongue gave the illusion of her lusting for more.
But Li had a duty to fulfill, and it was already early afternoon. Heaving a heavy sigh, Li closed the straw mat over the empress and began to drive the cart towards the city gates.
As the cart trundled through the city streets, Li's mind wandered to the events that had led to this moment. The empress's life had been a series of political maneuvers and secret desires. If she had persuaded the emperor to not plot against his Lord, the powerful Caocao, she would have been safely being impregnated imperial palace by the emperor. Instead, she’s lying dead and naked in the back of this wooden cart, after being roughly fucked by him and his lord.
“Fate was not kind to you as it was to me” Li smiled as the cart rolled on through the city gates.
Now, Li was nearing the empress’s final resting place beyond the city gates, Li couldn't shake the sense of intimacy he felt with the empress.
As they approached the woods outside the city, Li brought the cart to a halt. This place, a secluded spot by a small lake, was where he would bury the empress. Li lowered the cart's sides and flipped open the mat. His eyes once again gazed upon the empress's naked form.
Li stepped closer, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew this moment was forbidden, but he couldn't resist the pull of desire. He reached out, his rough fingers brushing against her soft breast. The milk-swollen nipple puckered under his touch, and he felt a surge of arousal. Li leaned down, his breath warm against her cold skin, and he gently suckled her nipple, drawing the sweet milk into his mouth. “Yes, my empress you are not as warm as when I first met you, but still taste sweet to me”
The taste of her was intoxicating, and Li found himself lost in the moment. He suckled harder, his tongue swirling around the engorged peak, savoring the unique flavor of her milk. His free hand roamed over her body, tracing the curve of her pregnant belly, feeling the firmness of her skin stretched taut. He must have a second time with her body before she will rot in the ground for all of eternity.
Li's desire burned, and he moved his hand downward, his fingers finding her slick folds. He stroked her gently, using the cum that had pooled there as lubrication, creating the illusion that she was leaking more of her own juices. Her pussy, though cooling, still held the warmth of her passion, and Li found himself captivated by the wetness she still retained for him.
With growing urgency, Li positioned himself between her thighs, his manhood throbbing with need. He guided his length to her entrance, feeling her cooling pussy envelop him. He thrust slowly at first, his eyes fixed on her vacant stare, her mouth slightly parted with a slightly protruding tongue forming a silent invitation.
"My empress, my beauty," he whispered, his voice hoarse with lust. "this is our final dance, a secret you will take to your grave."
Li's hips moved in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her, glistening with the cum of the men who had come before him. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He felt connected to the empress in a primal way, even in death he is claiming her pussy.
As his passion peaked, Li quickened his pace, his cock plunging deeper with each thrust. The sight of the empress's heavy breasts swaying with his movements and the feel of her soft skin against his was almost too much to bear. He grasped her hips, holding her in place as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her buttocks.
"I’m going to fill you up again, my empress," he grunted, his voice filled with lust. "I’m going to give you my warmth one last time."
Li's words seemed to echo in the late afternoon air, and as if in response, the empress's body rippled with each thrust and her head turned side to side, her pussy milking his cock with her cool, wet flesh. The sensation was exquisite, and with a roar, Li surrendered to his own release, his cum jetting deep into her willing hole.
For a moment, Li remained still, his body trembling as he emptied himself inside her. Li collapsed upon the empress, the final time today a man collapsed on her after filling her with their seed. Li slowly caught his breath and savored the feeling of her bulging belly against his and her large soft chest again his own. Finally, with a final kiss to her cold lips, he withdrew, his cock glistening with a mixture of his seed and the evidence of his transgression.
Li dug a shallow grave, the earth yielding to his spades. He returned to the cart where the empress still lay naked legs spread, Li lifted the empress’s body and carried her to the shallow grave. Her pussy leaked warm liquid onto Li’s arm as he did. The empress’s musky smell filled Li’s nostrils as he carried her to her final resting place. Li stood over the shallow grave, his eyes looked at the beautiful woman he had executed and fucked. “This is it my empress, from heir maker to a soldier’s fuck toy, fate has been most unkind to you.” Li grinned at the empress, he lowered his head and sucked on her nipples one last time and found that the flow of milk has decreased significantly, and it was cold. “Seems death has finally claimed your body and you are no longer of any use to anyone.” Li chuckled as he unceremoniously dropped the empress into the grave with a thud. Li then covered the grave with dirt and drove the cart back towards the city. No one would know what happened to the empress. With his duty complete Li drove the cart back to the city as the sun began to set.
The Fate of the handmaiden
Chen hears Li driving the wooden cart fading in the distance as he walks towards his own private chamber next to the palace gardens. He had one last task which was also a gift from his Lord. Time to enjoy his gift and finish his task.
As Chen entered his own dimly lit room, his eyes immediately fell upon the delicate form of Xiao, her naked body sprawled on his bed. The sight took his breath away, for despite the grim circumstances, Xiao's beauty was undeniable. Her skin, though pale and marked by her recent ordeals, had a smooth, porcelain-like quality, and her youthful figure exuded a raw, untamed allure.
Xiao's perky breasts, with their rosy nipples, stood erect, a natural response of her body to the strangulation and the numerous sexual stimulation she had endured. Her long, dark hair, now loose and wild, framed her face, adding to the feral beauty of her appearance. But it was the glistening wetness between her thighs that truly captured Chen's attention. The evidence of her recent defilement was unmistakable, as her pussy seeped semen from the encounters she had experienced with the emperor, Caocao, and her executioner.
Chen sat beside her, his heart pounding with a mixture of lust and curiosity. He had heard Lord Caocao was rounding up all the families and servants of the plotters. “Who did you used to be? A family member or a servant of the empress? You were executed together.” Chen wondered as he looked pleasingly at the naked body before him, so vulnerable and exposed, stirred something deep within him. The red ankle bracelet with its small jade ornament caught his eye, confirming her identity. "Ah, the empress's handmaiden," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "A beauty like no other, even in death."
He reached out, gently caressing her thigh, his fingers tracing the path of her slick juices trailing from her silken folds. "Not a handmaiden anymore, are you?" he mused, his touch growing bolder. "Your body has been claimed by many today, and now it calls out for me." Chen raised one eyebrow in amusement as he noticed the signs of her recent execution. The marks on her neck, where silk cord strangled her, were purple and raw, and her skin bore the imprints of the rough handling she had received. “Looks like the end of your life was rather brutal, but that is our fate as servants when the great lords and ladies we serve fall.”
Chen's mind considered the implications. "You were the empress's most trusted servant, her confidant," he murmured as he brought his face close to hers. His lips touched Xiao’s protruding tongue, and he looked into her wide eyes locked in the horrors she endured in her last moments. "But now, with her gone, your role is at an end. And what a waste it would be if your beauty were to be buried with her." Chen kissed Xiao’s mouth sucking on her tongue. His fingers trailed up her inner thigh, and he felt the opening of her wet love tunnel.
"You're still warm," he whispered, his voice laced with wonder. "Your body betrays your spirit, yearning for more even after all you've endured." With that, Chen began to explore her intimately, his fingers sliding into her wetness, a slurping sound could be heard as his fingers glided in with ease. He took his time, fingering her love canal, as if savoring a precious delicacy. “My lord could have kept you or given you to one of his generals a concubine. You would have satisfied any man for years.”
"Were you not a virgin this morning?" Chen asked, his voice a low growl. "If only you kept your maidenhood, you would be alive. The way you made my Lord climax, I thought for sure I would need arrange new quarters and servants for his new concubine." He positioned himself between her thighs, his cock already throbbing with desire. “But you allowed the emperor plant his seed in you sealing your own fate.”
Chen gently kissed Xiao’s lips, tasting her protruding tongue again. As he enjoyed the taste of her tongue, he began to thrust, his cock sliding easily into her well-lubricated pussy. Chen looked into Xiao's vacant stare and used his hands to life her back in an arch to give the illusion that she is raising her hips to meet the fullness of his intrusion. “hmmm I would had to assign additional servants to your quarters, your sheets would need changing every day. Judging by how your love canal feels, I’m sure my Lord would have visited you nightly until you belly was heavy with his child.”
Chen's pace quickened, his strokes becoming harder and deeper. He reveled in the tight grip of her pussy, the way it clenched around his cock, milking him with each thrust. Chen imagined Xiao moaning like the way he heard her earlier in the day. Xiao’s arms had become outstretched due to the way she was being fucked, flopped with each of Chen hard thrusts. The bed creaked loudly with their necro love making. The sensation of her warm, wet interior was like nothing he had ever experienced, and he knew he would not last much longer.
"oh my little handmaiden, you are about to receive my seeds," Chen panted, his breath hot against her neck. "take a part of me into your afterlife." He reached up, finding her young perky breasts, and began squeeze in rhythm with his thrusts. Xiao's back remained arched off the bed as Chen felt the vibrations of her body causing her pussy to seem to pulsate around his cock, milking him, and he knew he couldn't hold on much longer. With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within her, his cock pulsing as he released his seed, filling her with his essence. Xiao's body shuttered at Chen’s final powerful thrusts as the warmth of his cum flooded inside her.
As his breathing slowed, Chen withdrew from her, his eyes never leaving her face. "You would have made a fine concubine for my lord." he said, his voice filled with remorse. "Such a waste of a beautiful woman. But thank you for this incredible experience, I will bury you in the garden and plant a tree above you marking your grave for years to come." Chen’s body still throbbing with pleasure, looked at Xiao’s cum filled pussy with a mixture of satisfaction and gratitude.
When Chen had rested a bit, he went outside and had the servants dig a hole in the garden near his chamber. When it was done, he brought Xiao’s body out, wrapped in his bed linen and placed her inside the hole. He stayed as the servants filled the hole halfway then bringing a small fig tree and planting it in the hole. After it is finished Chen went about his business. Later Captain Li informed Chen that his task was complete.
Life went on without even a ripple after the death of the empress and history doesn’t even remember her Handmaiden. Captain Li would perish in the famous battle of Red Cliff during Caocao’s southern expedition. Caocao would die of a brain tumor many years later, never realizing his dream of unification. The emperor would be the last emperor of the Han dynasty as he would be finally deposed by Caocao’s son. He would commit suicide with his empress Lady Cao and their children after abdicating the dragon throne. Chen would harvest the figs from the tree as it grew year after year until his death by old age. He would always say “thank you Xiao” as he bit into the fruit.