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  PART 1 – The Fall!

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  Pain, so much pain!

  Kaleria just blinked, and then the pain was all she could feel. In her entire life, including before she returned to the past, she had never felt so much pain.

  She had been healed, but not before agonizing, paralyzed by so much pain. She looked at her daughter, the cause of it all, and then at Skar's huge palm approaching, electricity crackling, then the pain returned, feeling all her skin burning, her body losing control and her mind numbing.

  The magical items of protection... all destroyed. She had no means of protecting herself.

  When she regained her senses, she was no longer herself. Trapped inside her own mind, a copy of herself controlled her body, returning to the cowardly and useless, just standing by her side, cold, indifferent, and distant.

  Kaleria screamed, trying to control herself. She had pns to get around this; all she needed to do was talk to Lucius. She would run away. Since she had no way to regain her power and no way to fight, she wanted to isote herself. She already knew the ideal pce to do so.

  Running away wasn't her style, but her enemy was Hackel Verona, her daughter, and it seemed that this mysterious power of regression was something that ran in the family. She had no pns to test it, as it was very likely that her daughter had inherited it from her or taken it from her in some way.

  But what worried her was Skar. If everything Hackel said was true, it meant that Skar came from another world, that her presence was what had actually changed everything. Even if Hackel had run away with Skar and her children seven years ago, she would never be able to harm her.

  Even if Hackel and Skar became Legends. In other words, the current Skar, not the one from the original timeline, had changed everything.

  “Someone is maniputing things,” Kaleria said in her mind, certain of it. At first, she thought it was a Special Ability that didn't show up in her status, or that it had been dormant and awakened upon her death.

  She wouldn't kill herself to test it, because if it was a one-time use, she would die for real.

  But in the end, it didn't matter. Kaleria had to watch with her own eyes, her body interacting with her grandchildren, being kind and loving, until on the fifth day, they had to leave.

  She and Lucius did not speak at any point. Then she saw everything she had created and built crumble.

  Upon returning to the pace, sitting in her office, she dismissed the Queens under her control, and then the news began to arrive. Nobles under her control began to emerge and send compints about her.

  The Bck Mages came forward, saying who had ordered the attack on Memia, and more and more dirt came out, and everything fell on her. Kaleria was imprisoned and thrown into a cold prison cell.

  Time passed, and the few assassins she had created, who were so loyal to her, continued to give her information and updates on everything.

  And the most comical thing was that she regained control of her body. Skar gave her the right to resist until the end, but the thought of taking her own life caused her pain; she did not have that right.

  Kaleria could not die the way she wanted to. With her coldness, she gave orders, trying to reverse everything, but then she tasted her own poison: knowledge!

  She used her future knowledge to get where she is. Her daughter, even though she ran away, spent 10 years as the wife of a nobleman, and even though she didn't actively seek information, she would have known one thing or another. Upon her return, she had seven years to research and make sure of things, to prepare and use the future, even if it wasn't the same, to harm her.

  And she had the elevated attributes provided by those Martial Arts. Kaleria knows that resistance is futile, but she still tried, looking for fws. She structured her information network for decades, her advantage over countless nobles.

  But in the end, it's like Skar said. There are ten abnormally intelligent women, with brainpower far superior to hers, thinking about her every move, probably having had all kinds of access to her documents, the people under her control.

  If Skar can trap her in her own mind, she can probably break the magical restrictions, make them say everything. So as she tried everything to create an escape route, she learned that her loyal subordinates were being hunted down, one by one.

  Kaleria just waited patiently, receiving food pills that tasted awful, her body forcing her to eat them to get nutrients. The most torturous part was that she remained hungry.

  Hunger tortured her, but she is Kaleria, she had already suffered greatly and died, returned and became the Iron Empress, a woman that even a High Elf with more than 1,000 years of life is wary of.

  She persevered, then the news stopped coming. Her subordinate had probably been caught. She remained silent in prison, not knowing how many days had passed.

  Then one day she was dragged out, forced to her knees, receiving judgmental gnces from all the nobles, allies, neutrals, and enemies. Everyone seemed to be enjoying her misfortune.

  Looking at the throne, she saw one of the Queens, on the throne that once belonged to her, looking at her with arrogance, which made her ugh. Insects she had helped so much were now trampling on her. All her efforts had been in vain.

  Lucius coldly spoke of her crimes, all truly heinous crimes that, if exposed, would result in immediate execution. She had committed not dozens, but hundreds of these crimes.

  But it wasn't as if she was the only one. If she was going down, so be it, she took many with her. Lucius began to name nobles, and more nobles were brought to their knees, which they did not expect.

  Kaleria smiled as she saw them kneeling near her. This was the price of betraying her. The problem was that to achieve this, she had to humiliate herself before Lucius, exchanging such information.

  So Lucius had control over who he wanted to judge. Then, seeing certain important people kneeling, Lucius, foolish as he is, did not realize that having them under control would have been much better.

  Kaleria can only ugh, this will be her parting gift.

  ...

  The weather was cold, the atmosphere gloomy as dozens of nobles and hundreds of other important figures were dragged away, taken to the execution ptform for the people to see, but not only them, this is being televised across the entire continent.

  Accusations were being made and heads were rolling, blood dripping down the stairs, dripping off the edges and creating pools on the ground below.

  The people cried out for justice. Then she was dragged and paraded naked through the streets to be humiliated, rotten fruit thrown at her, stones hitting her body, animal dung, human feces thrown at her.

  With her head held high and a cold stare, she advanced. She will not bow her head. Her gaze is not that of a defeated woman, but of a victorious one!

  Was she defeated? Yes!

  But does she feel defeated? No!

  She became the Empress of Zenirys, controlled the emperor, her husband, like a puppet, and accomplished more than all previous rulers combined. In a few decades, she achieved more than she could have ever dreamed of, took revenge on everything and everyone who had wronged her.

  So she did not lose, she achieved all her goals. She would prefer to remain at the top, but since that is not possible, so be it.

  With her crimes being recited, she just stared at the camera, smiling slightly as she is forced to her knees and the cold edge of the executioner's axe touches her neck. He raises it, breaths are held, and soon everything goes bck!

  Kaleria awakens, clean and naked, kneeling in the center of a cube, feeling the movement of a carriage. She looks up at the ceiling, ughing scornfully, her eyes shining brightly. “There is still hope!” As long as she lives, there is hope!

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  PART 2 – Graves!

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  Kaleria's fall was watched from the sidelines by Hackel. She would rather destroy everything her all-knowing mother had created, but unfortunately she has no access to her, even though she is looking for ways to interfere with space-time, but it is not a power she currently possesses.

  Skar told her to try to understand more about it, because if it is some power she inherited from Kaleria, her children may also inherit it. If it is something that can be controlled, it will be good to know how to control it and teach it to them.

  Hackel would start right away to try to understand and master this power. If instead of having to die, she could use it to travel, even if only to the previous timeline, it would be advantageous and she could take revenge and learn the truth.

  But since Kaleria would certainly not let them live, they probably died, so Skar asked them to hold a funeral. Something symbolic, just the two of them, the others don't need to know.

  With that, the Verona Cemetery, exclusively for family members, received five more graves. No corpses, but Hackel spent days carving the faces of his two sons and three daughters into the stone, beautiful and perfect.

  Seven graves lie here. A pce of only pain, which only increases the grief in Skar's heart.

  “No matter how strong I get, will I never stop losing?” Skar rested her hand on one of the empty graves, her mind going to the memories Hackel had shared with her.

  Five beautiful, innocent children, running around, shouting “Mommy,” ughing so adorably. Children who knew nothing, their mothers were their worlds, probably dead because they were not part of the pns of a heartless woman with an endless thirst for power.

  Skar flew into the skies with her fists clenched, watching the night fall. She reached out and punched, the sky cracked, and she looked beyond the world, at the limitless and terrifying cosmos.

  She sensed presences above, something approaching. A burst of her power and whatever was approaching was forced to retreat. Skar clenched her fist and punched, a colossal fist shot beyond the world, exploding into space, causing nothing.

  All her strength did nothing! In the face of the vastness of the universe, she is just a mere speck of dust. Repairing the fabric of the world, she descended and saw her wives, worried, because Skar is not like this.

  But from her grim countenance, all they discovered was the addition of five graves and a story they were not allowed to hear.

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  PART 3 – Beginning! (+18)

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  A warm morning. In the mansion of pleasures, we find Skar, tall and imposing, standing upright, legs together, arms crossed, and a calm expression, trembling slightly...

  Pp! Pp! Pp!

  Her rge buttocks are continuously impacted, Hackel hugging her waist tightly, while he retreats and advances his hips mercilessly, his long, thick cock constantly leaving and returning to Skar's tight, soft pussy.

  The intense sounds reverberate as Skar's massive cock swings with each thrust, the impacts visible on her abdomen, constantly gaining a bulge whenever Hackel sinks his cock into Skar's womb.

  Skar appears calm, but her beautiful face is slightly flushed, her breathing slightly irregur, as Hackel uses all his strength and techniques to destroy her.

  Aaaaahh~

  But in the end, with a shrill scream, Hackel, who has been fucking her pussy for almost an hour, throbbing so painfully, couldn't take it anymore, sinking all the way in, his groin being swallowed by Skar's big, soft ass, while he cums, releasing everything, pressing her beautiful face into her broad, strong, sweaty back, his face drunk with pleasure, his eyes rolling back as his fat balls bounce.

  Skar calmly touched her belly, feeling the semen in her womb, ughing subtly, and with telekinesis she forced Hackel out, levitating him in front of her. Hackel ughs and Skar doesn't hesitate to take his huge cock, smeared with semen and vaginal nectar, to her lips, swallowing it in seconds, sucking and moaning as she has his cock sucked.

  With her index finger touching her thumb, wrapping around Hackel's thick penis, Skar, with her lips touching the base, pulled back while sucking and squeezed with her fingers until the st drop.

  Her lips left the tip of the penis, which now fell limply, needing some time to recover.

  Hackel's face was grabbed, she ughing as she was forced to open her mouth, then Skar spat the semen into her mouth, then took her lips violently, forcing her to swallow his own semen while their bodies pressed against each other, his fccid and now hard cock pressing against Skar's soft, protruding belly.

  Soon Hackel's legs open to their limits, her body leaning forward and soon feeling her buttocks on the massive cock that seems to support her, the tip of it touching her back, Skar's hands going to her hips, his thumbs going to her pubis as his hard cock falls, pulsing and rubbing against Skar's abdomen.

  Skar smiles and pushes her, sliding her ass against his massive cock, the tip touching her anus, then force surges and with a pull she falls, her abdomen deforming and she throws her head back, his huge cock swinging, pulsing and having another orgasm.

  “Cheater!” Hackel howls as Skar smiles.

  “You've been using your pathetic techniques to fuck me for an hour, you think you're the only one frustrated at not coming for an hour?” Skar mocks, sliding her hands down to his buttocks, grabbing them tightly, leaning forward and looking into Hackel's eyes.

  “Let's tire you out a little, because when your mother gets here, if you waste it all on her, the bitch will probably die!” Skar ughed and kissed her, Hackel bit her lips, getting more excited at the thought of her mother.

  Soon her body rose and fell, she screamed, throwing her head back, grabbing her hair while Skar destroyed her ass, grabbed her neck, admiring her as she was destroyed, with Hackel loving having her ass destroyed to the point that even a fist could easily enter.

  Then Skar ejacuted, filling her insides, painting them white.

  Skar fell onto a sofa, hugging Hackel drunk with pleasure, so adorable and sexy, curled up in her embrace, her face buried in her rge, soft breasts. Skar wrapped her tightly, because at that moment, she needed all the affection and comfort to take her mind off her thoughts.

  Now that Skar knows what torments her beloved, she knows what to do to comfort her. Hackel understands and appreciates the intense pleasure and love, all of which helps to take her away from her loss, then comes revenge, helping her to direct all that pain and anger towards a single person.

  ......

  About 3 hours ter!

  Skar and Hackel were in the mansion's garage, staring at a rge wooden cube.

  Hackel watched for a while, sensing the presence inside. She bit her lip, hesitant and extremely excited. Soon she brought her palm to the box and with a little force, the box disintegrated and who was inside, covered in darkness, Kaleria!

  She used one hand to block the light invading her eyes. When she adjusted, she found only two familiar people, both naked.

  Her beautiful daughter and her giant wife with a massive penis, bigger than a horse's!

  Kaleria looked at them both coldly, getting up from her kneeling position, her legs slightly numb, and sat on the edge. “How will it be? Will you continue to beat me? Breaking and rebuilding my bones? I admit I hate it, but if that's all you have in mind, I'll be disappointed.” She ughed mockingly.

  In response, Hackel approached her, extending his hand. Normally, anyone who had suffered so much pain at the hands of the person in front of them would have recoiled in fear, but Kaleria didn't even move.

  Hackel simply pced a colr around her neck. Kaleria watched coldly and was soon pulled forward, thrown to the ground, and forced to her knees.

  “From today on, this will be your life, mother. A bitch to entertain me, my wife, and our future guests. Everyone will love to taste you, I'm sure of it,” Hackel ughed as he pulled Kaleria, who naturally refused to obey.

  She tried to get up, but a massive force prevented her from doing so, forcing her to stay on all fours on the floor while Hackel dragged her away, ignoring her. Kaleria bit her lip in anger and frustration, then she stopped fighting and endured the suffocation, letting herself be dragged away. She would not make it easy for him.

  Hackel just smiled.

  ...

  In a spacious and cozy room, Kaleria was pulled and thrown, rolling on the floor, growling slightly as she struggled to stand, but again she was forced to the floor, where she sat, refusing to keep her head down.

  Skar sat down, Hackel watched his mother, thousands of things running through his mind, then ughing she said. “Daddy told me that a few years ago, you suddenly went mad, saying you wanted to ensve my wife."

  Kaleria snorted. ”A goal I once had, but she became a demigod, and none of the pns I had to subjugate you were useful. The presence of other worlds, the churches, humph! Nothing was as I wanted.”

  Hackel ughed, grabbing Kaleria's head and dragging her to Skar, pulling her and making her look at her. “To think you had eyes for the savage you despised so much. It makes me wonder what's really going on in your head. You're probably the most complex and annoying person in this world.”

  “If that's your way of telling me I'm truly unique, I appreciate the compliment, but unfortunately I can't say the same about you.” Kaleria sneered, only to find herself falling, one foot against her head and her face shoved into Skar's balls.

  “Smell that, those balls were hitting my ass just a moment ago, they must be sweaty and stinky. Try a little taste of what you've been dreaming about!“ Hackel mocked, Kaleria kept her eyes closed, breathing calmly.

  ”I don't think your mother is the type to be into smells,” Skar said, leaning back on the couch and watching calmly.

  Hackel growled, taking his foot away. Kaleria backed away to breathe better, but his palm touched the back of her neck, pushing her face into Skar's pubis. Hackel used his other hand to caress her vagina, sinking his fingers in, but she was very dry.

  “Dry, just like your heart of ice,” said Hackel, pulling Kaleria's face away.

  Kaleria remained indifferent, looking calmly at Hackel, directly into his eyes. “I like to be the one who dominates, not the one who is dominated! This isn't going to turn me on, so you'd better use your tricks to try to get some reaction out of me.”

  Hackel snorted, smiling slightly, and his hands went to her breasts, caressing her nipples. Kaleria snorted, but soon frowned, watching as her nipples became erect.

  “You told me to use my tricks, I'm using them,” Hackel mocked, and Kaleria snorted.

  Skar watched and soon saw Hackel slide his cock between Kaleria's legs, rubbing it against her pussy. Kaleria's face darkened, her body trembling, she closed her eyes, controlling herself and curiously using Martial Arts.

  She had learned some of the generic cultivation techniques, the effects were pathetic, but they had their advantages. One of the advantages of Cultivation is gaining mastery over one's mind and then over one's body.

  Kaleria seems to have a lot of talent for this.

  Hackel noticed that his efforts were being reduced. Noticing what her mother was doing, she snorted and soon saw that Skar was about to do something, so she backed away.

  Kaleria noticed and opened her eyes, where Skar's foot went to her chest and she was soon knocked to the ground. Kaleria had a cold look on her face, she didn't even try to resist, it would be the most useless thing she would ever do in her life.

  Skar nodded to Hackel, who took her in his arms, kissed her, and caressed her. He soon turned her around and made her slide her ass onto his cock. Hackel looked at Kaleria lying on the floor. “I'm sorry, mother, but my wife was feeling lonely!”

  With those words, Hackel thrust his huge cock into her pussy and plunged in, howling and rolling his eyes. Kaleria just watched, a movement of Skar's hand and she was pulled out from under his foot, forced to her knees, facing the act, forced to watch.

  Skar grabbed Hackel by the neck, looked her in the eyes, and said, “If you look away or close your eyes, I'll trap you in your mind again, I'll destroy your ability to speak, to the point where you'll only be able to bark and growl!”

  Kaleria clenched her teeth and with her hands open on her knees, she calmly watched. Hackel couldn't scare her, but Skar is different. Kaleria is indeed afraid and fearful of her, for she has briefly experienced what she is capable of.

  She can resist pain and humiliation because she still sees Hackel as inferior, and that's all she can do. But Skar is different. She can control her body against her will, make her truly powerless, make her say or do things she would never do.

  In front of Skar, Kaleria can do nothing!

  Then she watched her daughter being lifted up and lowered onto that massive cock, her own penis swinging in front of her face, almost touching her. Hearing her howls and moans, Kaleria snorted in disdain, finding it all trivial and exaggerated.

  One could say that her thoughts are like this because she has never had truly pleasurable sex in her life. Perhaps she has never had a real orgasm.

  Hackel just smiles at her, rolling his eyes in delight, his body arched as Skar holds her neck and makes her tilt her head to have her lips taken.

  Skar stares at Kaleria, who returns his gaze with mockery and superiority. Soon Kaleria snorts, then Hackel's cock throbs and suddenly begins to shoot heavy jets, Skar grabbing and squeezing it.

  Kaleria wants to dodge, but something stops her and her daughter's semen covers her face and breasts, she closes her eyes, enduring it.

  Hackel gasps, being pulled off Skar's cock, watching his mother's smeared face, his cock stiffening, throbbing, and Skar says something in his ear.

  Kaleria is forced to remain dirty, unable to even use her fingers to wipe the semen from her eyes. All she can do is listen to Hackel's staggering footsteps as she searches for something, then returns.

  Hackel's hand runs across her face, cleaning it and allowing her to open her eyes. Hackel sucks the semen from her palm, her cheeks stuffed, before forcing a kiss on Kaleria, forcing her to swallow everything.

  Kaleria didn't want to, but the rules Skar had imposed on her body were still in effect. She couldn't refuse to swallow anything, and her body was also hungry; anything to line her stomach was welcome.

  But Kaleria noticed something more solid sliding down her throat. She frowned as Hackel ughed, backing away and sitting on Skar's p.

  Kaleria touched her throat. “What made me swallow?”

  “Besides my semen?” Hackel licked his lips. “A very special pill.” His malicious smile widened.

  Grumbling, Kaleria closed her eyes and her hand touched her stomach lightly, that intense feeling of constant hunger being reduced. She is still hungry, even though her body has enough energy and nutrients to survive, the feeling of hunger is maintained by magical means and she cannot escape it.

  “Are you hungry?” Skar asked, Kaleria gred at him.

  “Did you know that there are many things that people cannot escape?” Skar mocked lightly. ”Using pleasure in torture is one of them. Even if you train yourself to high levels of pleasure, there are always ways to elevate it, whether through aphrodisiacs or even using rge objects, forcing the body, training it to endure increasingly greater things. Then deprive them of pleasure, give them pleasure again, repeat and repeat.“

  ”But hunger, that's something I've been researching a lot. People can endure hunger, because their bodies have safety mechanisms, ways of using their emergency reserves to stay alive, where the body numbs the feeling of hunger, you become weak and endure. But the pills you took prevent numbness and amplify that intense desire to eat. Your body is biologically satiated, but psychologically, the hunger never stops. It will only get worse over time, and from what I can see, you're already at the limit, to the point where your own daughter's semen has become a desire.” Skar ughed while Hackel mocked him.

  “You touched the semen on your body, you must have thought about consuming it, since it reduced that intense hunger that won't stop. I allow it, go ahead, consume your daughter's semen."

  Humph!

  Kaleria snorted and slid her hands over her body, gathering the semen and not hesitating to throw it on the two of them. This was to be expected, the two were not surprised, and Hackel stood up.

  She went behind Kaleria. “Since you don't want the semen dirty, how about taking it straight from the source?” With her light words, Hackel grabbed her and brought her lips to the tip of Skar's cock.

  Kaleria frowned, her mouth opening, there was no way that massive cock could fit in her.

  “I think it's time for a dose of food, let's satisfy some of your hunger.” Skar said, Kaleria looked at him intensely and soon her head was pushed forward, she began to choke, Hackel happily pushed everything in, hard, deforming her own mother's jaw.

  Kaleria used her hands to force herself away from Skar's crotch, but it was useless, half of it was in, it seemed to be the limit, but Hackel pushed harder and her face simply fell, her eyes rolling back, her teeth touching the base of Skar's penis while her whole body trembled, her throat infted far beyond its limits, her body spasming.

  Hackel shudders, his huge cock throbbing vigorously as Skar leans back on the couch, tilting her head back.

  Soon Hackel kneels, watching his mother's face, kissing her cheek, then pulling her head back until her lips are just on the fat, pink head. Kaleria shuddered, regaining her senses, but then the force came and in moments that massive cock was back down her throat. Skar could feel the beating of his heart, the contractions in her throat.

  Kaleria, conscious, scratched Skar's thighs, trying to get away. Hackel helped her. Kaleria tried to suck in air, but her head was pushed down hard again, where Hackel mercilessly moved her head up and down, using her as a toy to masturbate Skar.

  The gagging sounds were intense, the amount of saliva flowing only increasing. Kaleria struggled, suffocating and not realizing that she was enduring much more than she could bear, but the feeling of suffocation was constant.

  Her beautiful white face, normally cold and full of superiority, is now red as a beet, her expression one of pure panic, without realizing that she had already urinated.

  Hackel, with one hand, pulled back and forced her head down, his other hand fiercely pressing Kaleria's vagina, sinking in and she was pouring out plenty of nectar.

  Hackel took advantage of her panic and ck of concentration to use his techniques, soon forcing Kaleria into a panic-stricken intense orgasm. She rolled her eyes and Skar, holding back, poured heavy loads straight into her stomach.

  Calmly, Hackel pulled his face away from Skar's cock, until only the tip remained, the massive cock throbbing and pouring semen, filling her mouth. “Don't you dare waste any of it,” Hackel whispered in her ear, and Kaleria swallowed everything.

  The tip of the penis slipped out, she finished swallowing and weakly began to pant, arms hanging limply over her thighs, a pool of her urine below, head tilted back, gasping as she tried to regain her senses.

  Hackel sat down next to Skar to enjoy the state of his mother. It was beautiful to see her like this, so desperate and panicked.

  Soon Hackel stood up, standing in front of Kaleria with his cock hanging over her beautiful face. Hackel smiled, biting his lower lip in excitement, then slid his cock across his mother's face, bringing the tip to her lips, grabbing her face and sinking his cock into her mouth.

  Kaleria choked again, less intensely than before, but Hackel's cock is still very rge and even with pills it is not easy to adapt, especially with Kaleria having such a small body in front of two big, muscur beauties with huge cocks.

  Hackel fucked his mother's throat, grabbing her head, growling and soon pushing her, leaning over the sofa, her head resting on the edge of the sofa while he fucks her.

  Skar smiles, then kisses Hackel, who, sinking his entire cock into Kaleria's throat, begins to grind, kissing her passionately, ignoring Kaleria's existence and cumming deep in her throat.

  When Kaleria was released, she fell, coughing and holding her swollen stomach. She trembled, growling and gring at the couple who ignored her existence, hugging each other, kissing and caressing.

  “Hey, still hungry?” Skar suddenly asked as Hackel kissed her neck. Kaleria growled and said with a provocative smile, ‘Hungry!’

  Skar ughed, then made Hackel spread her legs and stick her ass out, exposing her vagina and anus, filled with semen from the hours they had been fucking and saving for this moment.

  “Then come and satisfy your hunger, I need to fill your daughter more!” Skar ughed, Kaleria sneered, but a force pulled her and her face was shoved into her daughter's face.

  Kaleria was forced to lick and suck, Skar pushed the semen to cover Kaleria, drowning her in semen.

  Seeing her like this was comical, drowned in semen, rolling her eyes and shaking.

  Hackel soon kicked her and stepped on her swollen stomach, making her vomit. “Look at the mess you're making. You, as a member of royalty, should be more delicate and composed!” Hackel mocked, imitating her in the past.

  Kaleria y on the floor, hugging her stomach, gasping for air.

  “I'm done with her for today,” Skar said with disgust.

  “Me too. I honestly thought I would love this more, but it's so easy, seeing her so pathetic,” Hackel sneered.

  “Is that all?” Kaleria said weakly, trembling. ”You cum on me for a few minutes, is that all you can think of? Useless bitches. If you want to really torture me, send some orcs to destroy me, at least it would be more fun than this childish game!”

  Skar ughed, standing in front of Kaleria, who trembled slightly, mainly from the massive cock on her face. Skar smiled and brought her foot to Kaleria's vagina, and as soon as her toes touched it,

  Aaaaaahhh~

  Kaleria screamed and leaned forward, Skar's toes seemed to stick to her vagina, not letting go, and soon she began to cum. Intense jets shot out of her vagina, she leaned forward, her face sinking into Skar's balls, while vigorous spasms contorted her face.

  Soon Skar pulls back and Kaleria falls face down on the floor, spasming, powerless, just drunk with pleasure, something she had never felt before in her life.

  Skar grabs the air, pulls, and Kaleria levitates, she still has that intense look, even though it is corrupted by the obvious lust that permeates her.

  Looking her in the eyes, Skar said, “It turns out I have more important things to do than entertain you. I can use you whenever I want, you will always be here, at my mercy, because that is what the rest of your life will be! Our little toy!”

  Kaleria growled.

  “Love, get your mother ready, she's meeting the children ter.“ Skar smiled, Kaleria frowned and was soon thrown to the floor.

  ”What do you mean?” Kaleria shuddered, gathering her strength to ask.

  “Your grandchildren are probably the only people in this world who have any love and respect for you,” Skar said calmly. ‘You are a soulless monster, but your daughter and I are not. We will not take away from our children something they love.’

  Kaleria growled.

  “I don't need to tell you, but keep quiet about such matters. I don't want to have to tell my children what kind of person you really are. You could say that in your life, this will be the only bravery you will ever have.” Hackel caressed Kaleria's face. ”If it were up to me, my children would only have to accept your death, but Skar has a soft heart.”

  Pff!

  Kaleria spat in Hackel's face, but he didn't bother and just dragged her by the neck to a side room, where servants were waiting to take care of her. They weren't delicate in the slightest; those were his orders.

  Kaleria endured it, and then the marks on her body disappeared.

  Skar came ter, with her regaining a dignified appearance. Touching her head. “You will not eat until I or your daughter command you to!”

  Hours ter, Kaleria met with Kamil and Magnus, maintaining her facade. The only trace of dignity she would be allowed to keep. Her eyes shone, a mistake on Skar and Hackel's part.

  Kaleria has pns, and since her grandchildren are within her reach, they will be part of those pns!

  (Author1: Even when she's headed for a tragic end, this bitch still gets lucky!)

  (Author2: Regarding Kaleria's “training” and “breakdown.” It's something that will come with time. For now, I'll take the focus off her, since I've already devoted too many chapters to this situation. Over time, you'll be able to see her degradation in some short +18 parts.)

  (Author3: Why did Skar allow Kaleria, even though she was supposedly dead and all her crimes had been exposed, to still have access to her children? Even though Kaleria is the worst person in the world and killed her children from another reality, she is still their grandmother and has no power to do anything. Skar and Hackel are confident that they can control Kaleria. So depriving the children who actually love their grandmother, even if she is a horrible person, she does not show that side of herself to her grandchildren. So all the grandchildren see is an incredible and powerful woman who knows very well how to spin the narrative in her favor. When asked about her crimes, at most she will say that everyone does it, only that in her case, she was caught, but her enemies do worse things.)

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