Dynasty Warriors: Shangri-La

BY : DaxG2001
Category: +A through F > Dynasty Warriors
Dragon prints: 13844
Disclaimer: I do not own Dynasty Warriors, Samauri Warriors, Warriors Orochi or any of its characters. I am making no money as a result of the writing of this story.


WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age, even if depicted or referenced as otherwise in their original source material. I do not own Dynasty Warriors or any of its characters. I am making no money as a result of the writing of this story.


Starring: Diaochan (Dynasty Warriors series), Dong Zhuo (Dynasty Warriors series)


Dynasty Warriors: Shangri-La – Chapter 1


An erotic videogame fan-fiction story.


by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)


Codes: Cons, MF, Oral.


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In an alternative universe…


“Lu Bu! You ungrateful whelp!” Dong Zhuo, the essentially self-appointed Prime Minister and ruler of the surrounding lands from the imperial capital, roared as he stared down the man who was his adopted step-son. Zhuo standing in lavish attire of imperial colours of purple and gold with an Emperor's crown headpiece on his head. Across his bulging stomach designs of pretty hand maidens, clipped to the rest of her armour with ‘braces’ at the front while an imperial cape hung from the back. “After everything I’ve done for you! Taking you in as my son! This is how you repay me?!?”


Lu Bu, the imposing demon-like warrior just snorted in response, holding his mighty weapon in one hand as he stood across the throne chamber. His black armour shining from the light of candles in the room. Pointing the sharp point of the blade towards Zhou with the kind of stare that would send any normal rank-and-file troops fleeing in fear. “I owe you nothing… Now die, before the mightiest warrior in the land!” He said, starting to step forward with intentions of more than just harm.


From the corner of the entranceway to the throne room Diaochan, the beautiful dancer who had been forced as many other pretty ladies to serve Zhuo, peered around to watch as her plan took hold. Having used her charms and stunning looks to convince the beast-like warrior Lu Bu to kill his adoptive father for the benefit of his own quest to prove his might, as well as the benefit of the land. Her clothing of punks, purples and lilac deliberately eye-catching as it was tight to her body, cut at the top to show off her large chest while open at the sides to show off her long, smooth legs with her feet resting in heeled shoes. Topped off with a lavish headpiece that held her long dark hair in a ponytail.


“Lu Bu… You worthless dog!” Zhuo spat as the imposing warrior continued to step forward. However, suddenly a grin started to creep across his bearded face as he stood hands on his wide stomach. “Did you really think I wouldn’t know of this treason?”

“...What?” Lu Bu questioned.


Suddenly, from behind side decoration panels at the walls of the room, men pulled at ropes, making the click of metal be heard. Suddenly dropping from the roof were several clay balls that feel onto and around Lu Bu as a thick, rope net fell onto him. “Stupid tricks!” Bu roared as he stood unfazed, weapon up ready to strike. “I will…!” He started to speak, before Zhuo suddenly tossed a clay ball of his own towards his newfound enemy. Except this spear had a short string coming from it that was burning out from a flame it on the end.


Diaochan could only scream in horror as the resulting explosion sent Lu Bu crashing out from the room at her feet, knocked unconscious by the surprise assault.

“I… I must warn father!” She said, turning to flee as her plan unravelled. Onto to stop in her tracks when the swords of several guards were now pointing at her.


From within the room, a dark laugh was heard as Zhou walked out, glancing at the now standing frozen in fear woman with disgust, before turning an equal look towards the knocked out warrior. “...Take these traitors away, and arrest the fellow conspirators of Diaochan, including her father!” He ordered, before turning to look at the dancer. “You? I will decide your fate tomorrow… I have a celebration banquet to enjoy tonight to commemorate defeating your assassination attempt!”


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The next day…


“What have you done with my father??” Diaochan demanded as she was made to stand in front of Dong Zhuo as he sat on his imperial throne, despite only (in title) being the Prime Minister of the region.

“Ha! Such disgusting impudence!” Zhuo said with a chuckle, showing that he wasn’t fazed by her demand. A wave of his hand instructing the guards behind her to depart, leaving the unarmed woman in front of the man who now controls her life, and no doubt that of her father too. “Of all the questions you, a would be assassin would ask?”


He paused, taking a sip of wine from a gemstone-set golden goblet before rudely tossing it away to send the liquid spilling to the ground. “Your manipulative old man is down in a jail cell, next to that ungrateful scum I once called my son. Lu Bu can rot down there for all I care now, but your father? Since from what I understand he masterminded this whole plot against me? I will publicly execute him tomorrow for his crimes against myself and the Imperial Court!”

“You wouldn’t dare!!” Diaochan exclaimed in horror at the thought of this failed plan leading to her father’s death.

“Why not?!? I can do as I please! This will be my land! A land full of wine, women and song! A paradise of my own making!” He boasted. “I could have just killed him yesterday for daring to defy me!” He paused, taking a moment to look over the dancer in front of him as he began smiling again. “Yet, I have not. Why? Because I know he means something to you… So for your part in all of this? You shall be punished Diaochan… And in return? I may still spare the life of your father...”


“You… You would spare him?” She questioned, suspicion in her voice but a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

“Ah! Have your interest, do I?” Dong smirked as he ran a hand through his ragged beard. “Your punishment? I demand lifelong servitude to me. Unquestioned, undeniable and unlimited. Whatever I say, you do it. Any command, any order, and any… Act.” He said, taking a moment to let out a short and sinister laugh. “You will obey. If you dare disobey me I’ll have it seen to that the next time you ever see your father will be when his head falls off his shoulders when I slice it off!”

“I… Must serve you?” Diaochan said, like she was saying it to make it clear what this all meant. “And you’ll let my father go? Unharmed?”

“Of course...” The warlord said, smiling as it was clear she was already taking the bait of his offer. “Perhaps into an exile of some sort… But only if you agree to my demand. You serve me above all else, just like you were supposed to do before your foul, traitorous ways became apparent.”


“You… You promise?” She asked, cautiously approaching him as he sat.

“You have my word, as the Imperial Prime Minister of the land...” Zhuo said with a sick, toothy smile as he watched her walk up the steps to stand in front of him.

“Then…” She sighed in shame, head down for a moment in sadness at this cruel offer she knew could potentially save her father’s life, but was coming from a scumbag of a man who should not be trusted, let alone obeyed. “Then… I accept.” She said, looking up to him but with a tone of voice that showed she was far from happy with it. “I will be your servant, L… Lord Zhuo.” Those words making her stomach turn.


Zhuo just sat and laughed loudly at the acceptance. Smiling as he finished and looked her over. “Excellent! I accept for submission Diaochan! But servant? My dear… You’re going to be more than that… So how about you begin your new life?” He said, patting the large dragon-like plate that acted as a ‘buckle’ to the sash around his waist. “Service me… Put that manipulative little mouth of yours to a proper use!


Hesitating for a moment, knowing full well what that meant, she nodded slightly in understanding before slowly lowering herself down to her knees in front of the man she’s just consensually agreed to be the sex slave of. Her hands reaching up to take her time to remove that decorative plate, and then the band around him. Reaching up to tug at, and then lower down the large sized pants he had on.


Diaochan almost jolted back at what she saw, her eyes wide in shock and unable to put on her usual ‘mask’ to hide her emotions as her mouth opened. Despite his ugly face and obese body, his cock? Was the longest and fattest she’d ever seen. Already rock hard too, and with a set of heavy balls to match with a mass of thick pubic hair that rather matched the beard he had. She’d seduced plenty a man in her time, and easily so. None of them ever came close to matching this size. How could a man so repulsive have a manhood so incredible? She swallowed down some saliva, realising she was in deeper than even her worst nightmares could have imagined.


“Oh? Did Lu Bu not possess a size like man?” Dong proudly bragged, seeing her look. “Or did you never get that far with him?” He added in taunting fashion.

“I… That m-matters not right now!” She said, attempting to sound defiant but failing as she didn’t even manage to rip her eyes away from his tool when she spoke.

“Quite true!” He said, making a waving motion with his hand. “Well then… Get on with it! That is, if you want your father to live to see tomorrow...”


“I… I understand...” Diaochan says sadly, further admitting her defeat as she takes a hold of her master’s cock. Once again hesitating before gripping because of the unexpected size. Her fingers soon wrapping around the length as she pumps at him, getting a low murmur of approval from the fat warlord. Refusing to look up at him, but knowing there is little she can do to put off matters considering his rock hard state, she proceeds onward. Even knowing how disgusted she is with herself at whoring herself out, even to save her own father’s life.


Lowering her head towards his crotch, her body tenses at the musk that hits her nostrils. A shiver running through her curvaceous body unlike anything she’s experienced before. Eye closing for a moment in further disgust until they widen upon hearing Zhuo snap his fingers with impatience. An obedient nod given by her as she opens her mouth. Tongue out as far as she can before applying it to the bulbous head of his rod. A moan of pleasure escaping his widely smiling face as he stares down at his prize. Watching as the sultry dancer starts to run her tongue around the top of his cock with soft and slow, but most importantly enjoyable, swirling licks around and across his bell-end.


“Ahhhhh… Diaochan! It appears you have quite the experienced tongue there...” Dong comments with a loud, mocking laugh. Relaxing back as his slave moves downward onto him. Sliding her tongue along the side of his member as he reached the thick mass of pubic hair around his base. Another moment of self-loathing from herself as she closed her eyes, forcing her tongue to roam near the crotch before she lifted back up. Another pass all the way around the head from that tongue to leave it with a generous covering from her saliva.


“Mmmm… You look rather suited for this! On your knees… Servicing cock… Dare I say you appear… Mmmm! More talented at this than dancing!” He added with a shameless, toothy grin as he stared down at the woman willingly, but only to save the life of another, was lapping at his dick. “Now, enough of this weak technique of yours!” He snapped, grabbing the headpiece that keeps her long hair in a ponytail. “Open wide, and service your Lord like a good whore should!” He said as an order, without giving her an option to discuss the choice.


“Yes Lor...UHHHHLLLKK!!” Diaochan’s eyes widened as when she tried to speak, he instead brought her gorgeous face straight down onto his cock in rough fashion. Forcing more man-meat past her lips than she’s ever had to handle before in her life as indicated by the loud gagging sound she lets out. Hands instinctively going up, finding purchase on his fat thighs but only getting more inches shoved past her soft lips. Eyes staring up, pleading for even a little mercy from the cruel warrior as she was made to choke again around his man-meat. Only getting a twisted smile in response as, holding the back of her head with a hand, he moved her head upward just to bring her back down onto his length.


“GAHHHHH!! HHHHLLLLKK!! HHHHMMMPHHHH!!” She cried out as she gagged and saliva splattered out from her open mouth as her face was fucked on Zhuo’s cock. Not even getting a chance to properly blow him as he roughly used her oral hole for his sinful pleasure. Pulling her mouth down deeply onto his tool to make her choke each time his thickness entered her throat. Before sharply drawing her upward but only until the crown on himself remained in her mouth as he repeated the action. Giving no time to rest and recover as he rammed his dick into his living property again and again. Leaving her with saliva already dripping not just off of his inches but down from her mouth and off her chin, staining her stylish, form fitting attire and tops of her exposed cleavage.


“Ha! Diaochan! I’d expected… Mmmmm! A whore like you to be used to servicing men like this!” Dong mocked as he continued to bring the pretty facial features of the sexy dancer down towards his crotch before sliding her back upward with an approving groan. “Don’t worry… Ahhhh! Now that you’re all mine… We’ll have plenty of time to practice!” He added with a hearty, yet sinister chuckle as he held onto the grip of her head. This time making her mouth be pushed down into the forest of pubic hair at his face much to her groaning shame. Her eyes closed as she gagged again, made to deep throat all of this cruel man’s cock into her far from experienced mouth. Unable to resist or fight back, knowing the consequences. Her chin resting against his heavy balls as she was stuck down in that position for several, rasping moments before he pulled her straight off of rod.


“Ahhhhhhh!!” She gasped with wide, watering eyes. Little time to recover as her cheek was brought against the cock she’d been gagging all over and staring up, she got to work. Tongue out to lick at his side to get a pleasurable groan out of him as she flicked away at his size. His hand leaving her head, allowing her to move down as she wisely worked on the underside. Able to draw in long overdue air through the nose while her tongue slid up from his ball sack all the upward until reaching the head. Buying herself a little recovery time as she again worked him over with a swirl around the crown.


“Hmmmm? What’s this?” Dong said in a mocking tone. A finger reaching forward to catch a tear that was slowly running down her cheek as she licked at his tool. “So happy to be serving me that you’re crying in joy!” He claimed with a cruel laugh, before wiping it off onto the strands of her hair on the top of her head to further put his new beauty in her place.

“I...I am here… Here to s-serve you, my Lord...” Diaochan responded as she sat back for a moment. Clearly not having cried for that brief moment out of delight, but whether it was from the shame of having to be the lover for this ugly, large man or from the discomfort of the face fucking is unclear.

“And serve me you shall...” He said, letting out a snigger as he licked his lips. “Now, let me see that lovely body of yours...” He ordered, motioning with a wave of his hand. “The sinful body that turned my ungrateful adopted son against me...” He added with a dark tone.


Responding with a timid nod, Diaochan shifted back as she stood up from in front of his throne. Reaching down to undo the front of her dancer’s attire at the flower design. Pulling the garment apart to her sides, the sight soon had a wide, lewd grin on the warlord’s face at what he saw. Her smooth, stunning body on full display. Her ample, round chest falling free with an erotic, but not intentional for him bounce. While down below a tight looking pussy, completely shaved with clear skill but not appearing to be wet at the slightest. Proving her disgust with having to be the sex slave to this hideous in more ways than one man.


“Delicious...” Zhuo commented with approval, before using a finger to beckon the woman who tried to have him killed over to him. “Bring that succubus body over here...” He ordered as he scanned her nude form with an obvious hunger.

“Yes… Yes, my Lord...” She said in defeat with a slow nod to match. Slipping off her heeled shoes before stepping over her clothing as she stepped towards him. “What is… Ahhhhh!” She gasped when yet again he made the move before giving her a choice. Not that she was able to object to anything he wanted from her, as per the terms of this indecent willing offer she’s found herself in.


Pulling her right up against his bulging stomach, her thigh resting right at his coated with her saliva cock. His manhood not the focus for the moment however as with one hand he held her around her toned waist. Making her lean forward so her backside was sticking out. Another cry escaping her when his hand roamed across her cheek, before moving around and underneath her. Her body tensing as his fingers found her folds and slid across them. Causing her legs to part out of reflex, again to her groaning surprise as her wide eyes stared down at his hand. This was not what she had been expected, nor was she used to. Then again, she had secretly hoped that some oral service would have finished him off before. She was wrong then, and if she believed this ordeal that she had agreed to would end quickly she was very much mistaken.


“A body like this? Are you sure you’re not a brothel worker instead of a dancer?” He mocked with a grin. His hand roaming back and forth along her slit for a moment, making her gasp out a moan as she rested her hands against his far from refined chest. “Hmmm? I thought you were my whore! You aren’t even wet at all!” He commented as he applied a finger against her twat, making her groan again as the pressure ran along from the top of her down to the bottom. “Well, let’s see if you can resist this then, hmmmm?” He said. The warning not giving any indication of his intention until he pressed on. That finger sliding up into her tight folds, causing her to rock towards him just from that push. Only serving to fall into his plans as his free hand captured her breast for a deep, commanding grab.


“Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!” Diaochan gasped out with wide eyes, staring at her new master and his toothy, sickening smile as she felt his almost pincer attack on two parts of her stunning body. His clammy hand groping at her large tit as his fingers easily bug into the flesh as he squeezed and moved her around. At the same time made to feel pleasure, unwanted as she knows it should be, from his digit sliding up into her snatch before sliding back out until just the tip remained. “L-Lord Zhuo! This… This is! Ahhhhhhh!” She tried to plead but to no avail as he continued to toy with her gorgeous frame. Keeping his finger pumping in and out of her snatch while his other hand moved to the other breast. Feeling her up and making her mound jiggle from the touch. Her teeth clamped together as she was made to feel sensations unlike anything any other man had made her feel. So used to being the one who did the seducing that it was a new battle she had no experience of to be played with in such an expert fashion.


“Heh… Now we’re getting somewhere, my new lovely whore...” Dong proudly boasted as he pulled his finger out of her for a moment, looking down to admire the coating of juices he now had produced from him. “Now let’s see what other wonderful sounds I can get out of you!” He said, before not just returning that digit into her, but a second for good measure. His attack instantly harvesting fruit as the dancer let out a moan before she could even try to suppress it. Her hips rocking back against his hand between her legs as he started to pump those fingers back and forth into her dampening hole. Forcing her tunnel to widen and accept the invasion as the slickness increased.


“Uhhhhhh!! AHHHHHH! Mmmmm...” The beautiful dancer moaned out, conflict clear to see across her facial features as she knew how wrong this all was, but could not deny the skill being applied to her body by the man she was now the sexual plaything of. Finding her body rocking against the fingers fucking her pussy from underneath as the probed in deep. “OH! OH FUCK! Ahhhhhh! “Ahhhhh mmmmmm!!” She swore in far from lady like fashion as she was made to feel the pleasure from his technique. Eyes closed as she groaned lowly from her inner struggle. Once more disgusted with herself by being in this position, but as his pumps into her box continued steadily as his other hand roamed over her chest the pleasure only served to rise.


She would get no chance to recover or break away. Zhuo suddenly leaning in to her as his mouth captured her breast. A loud slurp of his lips around her nipple as he sucked on her, squeezing the same tit as he did so. Making the lover of Lu Bu squeal out louder than before as eyes shot open only to stare upward in pleasure. His fingers down below increasing their motion so much that the sound of the squelch of juices along with the smack of his hand connecting with her body as he went knuckles deep into her could just be heard over her cries. The first nipple left hard as he switched to hold and cup the other. This time his teeth applied onto her to tug and twist as he groped her with the perfect amount of pressure to make her feel it but never draw blood. All the while effortlessly sending his digits back and forth into her wet pussy to double assault her sexy body.


“AHHHHHH!! FUCK! MMMMMM!!” Her body tensed up again, ass pushing right out as the bite set her off. Making her cum all over Dong’s talented fingers as they plunged in and out of her now soaking folds. Not letting her off just from starting to orgasm either as he kept on moving into her as she came. His digits slick completely from juices that ran both down his hand and her smooth thighs. A perverted smile on his bearded face as she stayed against her breasts, giving them another suck before leaning back. Chuckling in pride as he gave her another pump with his fingers before pulling out. “Ahhhhhhh! L-Lord… Lord Zhuo!” She gasped, eyes looking to him almost in a daze. Finding herself having to lean against his tubby to say the least frame as she found her legs weak just from that sexual peak. “That… That was...” She tried to find the words, but as the realisation of her orgasm coming from this disgusting man hit her, all she could do was sadly look down. A mistake in itself as she found her gaze locking onto his cock – still rock hard at its mighty size.


“That was too easy!” Dong said with a loud laugh as he gripped by the waist. “I had expected a fight out of the woman who tried to have me killed!” He carried on insulting her as he easily lifted her upward, making her gasp as she was lowered onto his lap. “Perhaps I should have known better… You look high class, but deep down… A whore just like the rest of my women!” He adds, before groaning as does the woman in his grasp as he brings her wet pussy down onto his meaty rod. “Mmmmm… But perhaps I might have a use for a traitorous… Common whore like you yet!”


“AHHHHHH!!” The dark haired beauty screamed out as her new master didn’t just slide his cock into her. He brought her right down all the way to the hilt onto him. Forcing her to grab the braces of his attire for support as one he was fully in, he started to plough into her wet box. “AHHHHHH FUCK!! L-Lord Zhuo!! Th-that’s… MMMMM!! T-too rough!!” She gasped, wide eyes staring at him as already she was being made to jolt against his stomach when he pumped upward into her snatch. Her moans showing how sensitive her twat is just moments after an orgasm, and now having to deal with the biggest cock she’s ever seen in her life now ramming forcefully in and out of her tight love tunnel. “You’re… MMMM!! AHHHHH FUCK!!”


“Mmmmmm! Yes! Moan for me Diaochan!” He commanded with another wide and twisted smile on his bearded face. Watching his new sex slave bouncing almost on his cock as he thrust away into her pussy and loving both the sight and the sounds of her as he took her. His gaze fixed on her jiggling chest while keeping a hold of her slim midsection so she was snugly impaled on his cock. “Moan! Moan like a whore! Mmmmm!! Like all the other women that I claim! That I will ever claim!” He says with almost a demented tone before he laughs. Loving the sight of the once proud and sultry woman now moaning away loudly as he fucks her over and over with his dick. Knowing full well she only agreed to his sinful terms to save her father, but planning to make full use of her consent to use her stunning body for his pleasure.


“AHHHHH FUCK!! You! You’re… UHHHHH!! FUCK!! So… So big!! AHHHH!!” She admitted between moans, gasping as his balls slapped against her body from underneath as he drove every inch into her wetness once again. Once more her eyes looking upward to the palace roof as the pleasure she once thought of as unthinkable from this disgusting, ugly man was flowing through her sweating body. “OH FUCK!! M-M-Master!! AHHHH!! Pl-Please!! MMMMM!!” Strands of her hair now across her cheeks having fallen out of place, but the least of her worries as her seductive frame was made to bounce sharply in time with every deep and stiff thrust into her snatch. Mouth hanging open as moans poured out with the slight hint of tongue being seen as she struggled with the increasingly losing battle to resist this perverted and cruel man’s expert pounding of her pussy.


“MMMM!! Hahahahaha!!” He loudly and proudly laughed as he once again held her breasts to further make her cry out in now not completely resistant delight. His thrusts continuing to go in balls deep to stuff her to the maximum unlike anything else she’s ever experienced as she rocked back and forth against the motion. “You thought you could defeat me? Stop me from creating my… Mmmmmm! Land of wine, women and song?? Pathetic!!” He spat, growling out a groan of his own as he gave her jiggling tits a commanding grope before reaching upward, grabbing her head again to force her not just toward him, but making her eyes lock onto his. “Diaochan! You’re nothing but a whore! AHHHHH… But you’re my whore now!” He grinned, before forcing his lips against her. His tongue quickly flicking against her soft lips but meeting no resistance as she soon moaned into his mouth as her resistance was now near non-existent. The thrusts still pounding in and out of her with the slap of skin hitting skin to keep that pleasure flowing through her usually suited for dancing body.


“MMMMMPHHH!! Mmmmmm!! MMMMMM...” Diaochan kissed back the repulsive, obese man she was mounted on top off as she was made too orgasm powerfully once again. A sight unthinkable a day before but defeated in more ways than one, her body betraying her has left her unable to deny the sexual superiority of this cruel warlord. Juices flooding down the cock sliding back and forth into her as her walls clamped around that thick member. Her body still jolting on his rod as he feeds her it again and again. So lost in this new state of lust that her hands have gone from grabbing onto him for support to running through his messy beard in desire. Moaning into his mouth in lewd fashion as her tongue hungrily slaps against his as they make out while he still fucks her.


“Ahhhhhhh...” She gasped when he let go of her head, allowing her to arch back as her orgasm subsided as she took in air. Body shining from the sweat after being fucked so hard by a man she at the start of the day had nothing but hatred for. “Mmmmm… Lord Zhuo...” Diaochan purred as he hands slid down the outfit he still had on. “Your cock… Feels so… Wonderful...” She said, biting down on her bottom lip for a seductive show that even she couldn’t have pulled off in fake fashion before these events.


“Diaochan! Where has this new, delicious attitude of yours come from?” Zhuo asked tauntingly as he slipped his soaked in her juices cock out from her snatch. The whine she let out at the feeling of emptiness drawing a smirk to his perverted face. “It’s far more suiting for you, I will admit...”He said, standing up and easily lifting her up with he, before turning her around to get her in place. “So I take it you know your place now, whore? Understand what an ungrateful she-devil you were to oppose me??” He demanded, as he bent her over on his throne and gripped her ass for good measure.


“Mmmmm… Please! Please forgive me Lord Zhuo!” She willingly begged as she looked back over her shoulder at her new master. Already assuming the position with her smooth legs spread apart and both hands gripping the arm rests of the throne. “I was such a stupid, pathetic whore to ever defy you! Please! Please forgive your slut for not realising… Mmmmm...” She paused, staring back at his still hard dick as he held it teasingly near to her entrance. “How wonderful you and that big, thick cock of yours are...”

“Oh? So you want this cock, do you whore??” Dong chuckled as he let go of her ass for a moment, watching her present her already well fucked body in quite desperate fashion. “And what do I get out of this, hmmm?” He demanded, letting his cock rest against those rounded butt cheeks of hers for a moment.

“Mmmmm… Anything, my Lord...” Diaochan said lustfully, already grinding her ass backward against his pole to make it slide back and forth in the crack of her ass. “I’ll be a good little whore I promise… I’ll never dare even think about opposing you… Just give me that big, fat, beautiful cock of yours Master Dong Zhuo!” She pleaded shamelessly. All the while staring back and licking her lips like she’s been starved of any sexual action for months, rather than just a couple of minutes with a man she used to despise.

“Anything?” He let out a dark chuckle as he gripped that cock, shifting position slightly so he could line himself up with her entrance. “Then I accept your eager submission! You will be my whore… Do exactly as I say… And become a part of my new Shangri-La!” He proudly announced as he re-entered his now very willing whore.


“AHHHHHHH YESSSSSSS LORD ZHOU!!” The dark haired beauty screamed in delight, almost orgasming from the first thrust as pushed back against the thrust. Matching the hard, owning pace he was using to once again stuff her vaginal tunnel. Her motion ensuring every fat inch of the cock she was now addicted to was filling her up as her large tits swayed underneath her sweat-coated body. “MMMM!! More!! Please!! AHHHHH FUCK!! Fill up… UHHHH!! Your dirty whore with that… MMMMM SHIT!! Beautiful cock Master Zhuo!!” She begged as if she’s been a well broken in whore for years rather than minutes, even though she’s getting just that. His balls smacking off of her skin each time he drives in, while her ass cheeks ripple sexily against the impact of the far from attractive stomach of the man who has shattered her mind and resistance.


“Yes Diaochan! You wonderful slut!!” Dong laughed heartily as sweat stained through his royal clothing from the effort he’s using to take full advantage of the new whorish mindset the woman who attempted to get him killed is now in. His hands gripping her waist as he fucks her from behind over his throne. Moaning with each motion as he slides smoothly and quickly in and out of her dripping snatch again and again. “Beg! MMMMM!! Beg for my cock! Beg for your master!!” He demands as he felt her once again cumming all over his long, fat shaft. Another wave of juices flooding out over his inches and so much that combined with the previous fluids they are now splashing out to land on the floor in front of the throne. Causing a clear puddle to start to form from how much she’s been made to hit pleasure peaks since agreeing to be his sex slave.


“UHHHHHH… YESSSSSS MMMMM!!” The seductive dancer groaned low as her head hung down, finding her knees buckling as her strength faded from the repeated, hard orgasms she’s been made to experience from his dominating cock. “M-more… Please! AHHHHHH FUCK!! Need… More… UHHHHH!! O-of L-Lord Zhuo’s c-c… COCK!! MMMM!!” She managed to beg through gasps. Sweat dripping off her gorgeous face through the mess of loose hair across it. Her bucking back against his motion now lacking the timing she once had never mind any force behind it. Leaving her to just be jolted back and forth on his member as his grip allowing the twisted warlord to haul her back to meet his cock when he drove forward to fill her up with his thick man-meat.


“More?? MMMMM!! Such a good, eager whore!” He chuckled with a groan as he reached forward, taking a handful of her long dark hair as he tugged firmly. Forcing her head to tilt back as she deeply groaned out. Tongue shamefully hanging out the side of her open mouth as her eyes rolled back. The roughness setting her off into yet another moaning orgasm that left her stunning body twitching on his rod as she came. “AHHHHHH… Then you shall have your wish!! MMMM!! Every day… Any time I want! You’ll spread your legs… AHHHHH!! And take your Lord’s cock!!” He added between grunts as he stiffly rammed himself in and out of that now constantly dripping and leaking pussy. Her juices like a small waterfall going down her inner thighs all the way to the shallow pool around her feet. The lewd squelch of her fluids around his pistoning cock just about heard over the slap of his gut connecting off her backside and both of their moaning out.


Diaochan’s arms went limp, dangling by her sides and swaying in time with the bouncing her breasts were doing as her almost lifeless body jolted back and forth against the hard thrusts her snatch was made to take. Barely with it as she could only grunt out in primal-like pleasure as her new master took her from behind. Eyes fluttering as she fought to stake away and experience more pleasure from the disgusting man she once wanted dead, and now is craving sex from despite having been fucked better and harder today than she’d ever been her entire life. Yet, when he suddenly pulled out of that more than just well-stuffed snatch of hers she groaned in disappointment. Left in such a mind broken state that even after all this action she still wanted more.


Fortunately for the now slutty dancer, she was about to get just that as she was dumped down to her knees in the puddle of her own juices. Dong Zhuo still gripping her hair to keep her up as his other hand stroked his throbbing member off. Her eyes just opening up in time to witness the first blast of cum nearly blind her as it shot across her face, catching into the mess of hair across her but the feeling along making her groan as the load sprayed onto her. Splashing across her nose, cheeks, lips, chin, and matting into her already sweat-soaked hair. Such an amount from the perverted warrior that it was already dripping off her down onto her tits as he eased out the last drops onto her. Smearing a last drop onto the tip of her nose for one last humiliating measure.


“Mmmmm...” Dong gave a long and low groan of approval at the sight of the freshly fucked whore in front of him. Still gripping her hair, he kept her held as he pressed the head of his softening cock against her lips. “Clean me, whore.” He coldly ordered.

“...Y-Yes, Lord Zhuo...” Diaochan responded, able to look up with one clear eye as without hesitation she took his cock between her lips. Wrapping them around him and starting to slurp. Cleaning off the taste of both her juices and his seed from his member.

Zhuo just laughed cruelly as he watched her service him. Her hands moving slowly up to hold his thighs as she bobbed along his limp member to clean him off. “You understand your place now Diaochan? Who you are in my new world?” He asked, but with a commanding tone that made it an order for her to respond.

“Mmmm...” She groaned as she lifted off from him, licking her lips. “I’m your whore, Lord Zhuo...” She answered without any second thought – a statement let alone a thought she would never have dreamed of before today.

“That you are my dear Diaochan...” He said mockingly, before turning away as he hauled his pants back upward, dressing himself. “Now go get cleaned up! I’ll see you again later tonight in my chamber to properly test how much you’ve learned your place...” He said over his shoulder as he started to walk away, leaving the nude beauty kneeling in her own juices with spunk all across her face.


Submissively, she bowed her head in acknowledgement as she watched him leave. “Yes, Lord Zhuo...” She spoke lowly. The thought of him ‘testing’ her later on even know making her lower lips shiver in anticipation. Before she stumbled up to her feet, almost staggering away from the throne room with clothing in her arms as she headed to a wash room. Hand maidens soon coming in, blushing, as they started to clean up the mess.


Just as Zhuo left the room, gasping as he took in air to recover himself from a well enjoyed fuck, he passed a court minister who respectfully bowed in the presence of his superior. “Ah, you there!” Zhuo said to the minister with a cold look. “Inform the prison guards that the old man who conspired against me? He is to be executed immediately, without ceremony!” He instructed. “I have no further need for Diaochan’s old man now that she knows her place around me!”


“B-But Lord Zhuo?” The minister timidly said, fearful of any punishment just for speaking out of turn. “You already had him killed yesterday… Right after Lu Bu was captured and locked away. You struck him down with your own weapon.”


“So I did!” Zhuo said, laughing heartily and without any remorse as he walked away from the minister who just bowed, thankful he was not harmed by the evil warlord. “Oh well… What Diaochan won’t know won’t stop her being a whore any more!” He proudly said to himself. “Just like all the women of this world will be to me...” He added with a sinister chuckle.


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