Kingdom of Wrath (The Wrathful Queen)

(The Wrathful Queen and all other named entities in this piece were made by Zeblackballd, please check the artist out because the art is pretty cool.)

When people theorized about aliens they had always imagined them being way more advanced than us, having embraced pure science instead of believing in religion but when a probe finally landed on a exoplanet, deep into space, it not only showed they believed in gods but it seemed that those gods were very, very real. Not only that but it appears they all knew each other very well if what happened next was any indication as when the aliens brought their probe to their goddess, a entity known as the gore bride, the entity took interest and seemed to send out a call across the universe before sending the probe hurtling back to Earth with it eventually being able to slow down the earth that it didn’t perform considerable damage to the planet. That couldn’t be said for what would happen next, three scars appearing in the atmosphere in the matter of seconds, the scent of radiation escaping them before the gore bride stepped through the first one of those scars, the woman appearing right over the Mississippi, the woman letting out a few clicks before she displayed her first show of power.

She would remove her cloak, revealing it to just be a layer of skin that covered and hung down from her arms then an actual cloak before she chanted into the air, casting her spell upon the landmass around her as she would do so. Then humanity witnessed as everything in a ten mile radius of the women was torn apart into a slurry of flesh, birds falling out the air as they were blended into a fine pulp and cows being twisted into tornadoes of guts and blood, staining the surrounding farmland in the process. The Mississippi River would start to turn red as thousands of fish were liquified and any humans that were unlucky enough to be nearby had to feel as their skin was torn apart in chunks and their bones were torn right through their bodies, the second god simply known as the moon god appearing over Turkey.

She had, at first, not been hostile as she assumed that the crescent moon within the countries flags was worshiping her but, when that was shown not to be the case, she quickly brought her wrath down upon the country. The moon was moved across space with ease, like a ball being moved inside of a pool to plunge Turkey, and by extension the entirety of the Middle East and Asia, into darkness with Turkey having to deal with everything that was in the sky above it coming crashing down, the country being flayed by asteroids and falling satellites. You wouldn’t get to see much of what else happened to the Turkish since your home of what was once Canada would soon have it’s entity appeared, the woman known as the wrathful queen and her army entering through the scar.

The ensuing battles were a bloodbath, the army not being ready for a six meter tall conqueror and her army of three foot tall golden emissaries as they rampaged in a straight line through Canada, killing whatever was in her wake. When she eventually got to the Canadian parliament you watched as she executed the Canadian prime minister and took the country as her own, slamming her mace down upon him and reducing him to what amounted to a fine red stain on the carpet in the process. At this point all hope seemed lost, humanity not being able to to fight these beings as they literally had their way with the planet and it’s populous but it seemed like all hope was not lost as humanity would witness another being enter the planet, the woman seeming to not need the scars to teleport around.

The alien entity looked like she was a grandma mixed with Cthulhu, a interesting detail as you pretty sure she had no idea what Cthulhu was, the entity hijacking every signal on the planet to summon the other three gods to her side, requesting that they would do so willingly or else. All three of them would come willingly with all of them seeming to respect or fear the elderly god's power as she would start to speak to them, broadcasting the entire thing to everyone on planet earth, caring not about the other beast's privacy. She would scold them for daring to use their powers on humanity for the petty reasoning of intercepting an information probe, stating that humanity was not hostile and had not spread their wars beyond their own planet but she did acknowledge that her fellow gods would not stop harming earth without concessions. 

The moon god was made to move the moon back to its original place as well as being made to give Turkey and the other areas she had plunged into darkness a bountiful harvest that was to last ten thousand years. As a trade off for doing this, she was given every moon in the solar system, a permanent scar being opened there where the elderly god proceeded to raise a species or moon men out of the rocks, the vaguely humanoid beings looking awfully spongey from what you had seen of them. After that the elderly god revealed that these beings were made to worship her and her alone and that she would not subject humanity to intimidation for fear in order to get them to worship her, something the moon god accepted as she would leave for the stars again.

Since there was no payment the gore bride could give as her powers were mostly destructive, she was told she would never be allowed to use her powers on earth again especially as she had destroyed the souls of those she blended, making the elderly god unable to restore them. To pay this off the gore bride was taken to mars where the elderly god took one of each creature of livestock and multiplied them across the entire planet, sanctioning the now living planet to be her gory playground which the bride accepted. Then she had turned to the wrathful queen and stated, since she had technically fairly taken Canada, that the country was now hers, condemning you to her wrath with the queen declaring victory until she was silenced and told what the price was.

She was not allowed to expand her territory by even an inch, there would be no human bloodshed in any format from gladiator fighting to executions and no human was to be harmed by her or her soldiers, something the wrathful queen screamed at her for before she was silenced once again, warned of grave consequences which seemed to keep her quiet. With that your new queen returned to your country as the elderly god thanked humanity for its input, noting it was awfully hard to keep track of all the gods nowadays and stating she had met a few of humanity's own before stating a “shift” was coming before she left, saving humanity without raising a finger. Now you were in the queen’s holy palace in the new country known as Alceidonia, chains weighing down your hands and legs as you walked the ballroom of the palace, something that would have been utterly beautiful if it hadn’t been built from brutal slave Labour.

Besides from the new, highly violent military culture she had given the country, the TV being filled with nothing but conquest and violence, gave you a glance at a couple of the enemy gods but most of the time consisted of serving her and her visitors like a loyal indentured servant. Today was one of the queen’s relaxing days, something she had between the days of violent conquest that she had gotten used to and as such a dinner party had been taking place, the guests of honor being the other gods and any other being sufficiently powerful enough to face her . You would eventually break out of your reminiscing and start looking around at the guests, seeing that the moon god was there, hovering around the area as several of her spongy moon people polished her drinking glasses for her.

The gore bride was also present, having brought food that consisted of a chunk of the livestock she had been given which she seemed to believe had to be eaten raw, blood oozing out of her mouth as she bit down into the cows. There were other gods there, some of them seeming noticeably nicer than the queen, treating the humans with affect inside of seeming like they were wanting to kill them with some of them seeming more unhinged and others seeming so utterly alien that no one really knew what they wanted. However, a set of powerful footsteps and the sound of a being clearing her throat would echo out across the air, your spine standing up as you turned to face your newfound queen, the woman looming over you as you gazed upon her royal body.

The first place that you looked was her head, adorned with a massive crown with green jewels embedded into it, the woman’s face looking very human like with her somewhat plump lips and half lidded eyes, her eyelids being golden and blood leaking down across her face  like they were tears, her white hair coming down across the sides of her neck. Most of the rest of her massive body was covered in a royal cloak, the cloak itself being a crimson red, the ends of the fabric being covered in furry white fabric with the most notable being the hood around her neck, her gray breasts being exposed through the fabric with you being able to see some of her nipples due to this but you never mentioned this to her under the fear of her getting enraged. The rest of her body was adorned in golden armor, her four legs that were positioned in a sprawling way much like how a crabs should be, her hands clenched in golden gauntlets before she spoke to you, the sound of metal grinding against metal echoing out across the air as she would do so.

“Stop gawking at our guests, human, it makes you look unsightly. Oh, and bring me some of the good wine from the kitchen, I’m ready to perform a toast.” She said as she would move closer to you, her eyes opening up and really showing off her deep black and red eyes. “And remember, no gawking, you’re lucky that I can’t tear your eyes out for it.” She would say, reminding you that the situation was pretty grim for you now but it was seemingly way, way worse for the other places that didn’t have the elders' interference. It also reminded you of how much you absolutely hated the woman, especially after she had massacred a good part of Ottawa before her conquest was stopped with thoughts about rebelling moving across your head before you realized something as you reached to get her drink.

You realized that you could essentially do whatever you wanted to her and she couldn’t do anything since her word to the elder one seemed to be binding, a massive grin moving across your face as you would do so. You would walk out with the drink on its plate, the plate itself having to be held above you due to the fact that it was so big, walking over to the the woman nice and slowly as you looked at her breasts, knowing what you had to do next to the conqueror as found yourself unable to contain your smile as she took the drink. She would sneer down at you as she took the glass off the plate, not even thanking you as she would tap one of her gauntleted hands against the glass, the woman clearing her throat before she proceeded to start speaking into the air.

“Ladies, gentlemen, I thank you all coming here to celebrate the first month of the successful takeover and establishment of the Kingdom of Alceidonia!” She said happily, the woman seeming to smile for the first time in her life as you readied yourself to jump. “I know I should have taken the rest of the world but,given the circumstances, I will be more than willing to take this sizable chunk of landmass.” She would say, the woman gritting her teeth as she said that, sounding truly made that she couldn’t take the world like she wanted too. “Anyways, before I talk about the features of my glorious empire I propose that we have a toast. To victory!” She said as she raised her glass into the air with you placing the tray on the ground to use as a springboard as you jumped, grabbing ahold of her outfit before letting gravity do its work, watching the blouse fall and her tits bouncing out, fully exposing her breasts to the ground.

Silence echoed out through the air, most of the guests shocked, some of the more abstract ones making bizarre sounds and a few covered their mouths to stifle their laughter, the gore bride still grinning but you didn’t actually know if she could change her facial expressions or not. Talking about facial expressions, you looked up to see what expression was on the queen’s face with you seeing one of very, very barely contained rage with you imagining that you’d be smeared across the ground in a fine red paste if looks could kill. A few more seconds would pass as the drink would come tumbling out of her hand and onto the floor, the woman’s hand moving up and pulling your chains into the air, making you dangle around in the air before she would speak to you.

“One. Moment. Please.” She said, each word being spit with so much venom that it was a miracle she didn’t grow fangs, the woman walking out of the room as she tried to correct her dress with her other hand, the attempt not really working as she left the ballroom. The sounds of chattering and wild laughter would leave the room as you walked away from it, not helping the woman’s seething attitude as you were taking up a flight of stairs and across many corridors before you found yourself in the queen’s chambers. It was a massive room, the head and pelts of her conquests victims on the left and a storage case for her beloved mace on the right and a massive bed in the middle, one that you were thrown onto as you stared up at the woman, hearing as she would scream.

“HOW DARE YOU! How DARE you ruin my evening in such a way! How DARE come here and debase me in front of them!” She would scream at you, practically growling out into the air as she would swing her arms around, bringing them down onto the bed as she did so. “And nearing them laughing at me, MOCKING ME, like I’m some kind of jester! I should TEAR OUT THEIR TONGUES FOR SUCH DISRESPECT!” She would continue to scream as she would point right at you, her eyes turning into a glare in the process. “And you, YOU, you aggravating little parasite, if I was able to then I’d go about tearing your limbs off individually and throw them so they are stuck right into the wall!” She would say before sighing to herself, placing her armored hands against her head as she did so.

“But I can’t because otherwise I’ll break the rules and who knows what is going to happen then.” She would say before she would seemingly come up with an idea, her eyes widening as they would proceed to move themselves right onto you. You then saw a smile move across her face which was already a pretty rare sight but this smile seemed to be incredibly malicious in nature, her teeth grinding and grinding against one enough before she proceeded to turn herself and lean down on the bed so much. “Well, she did say I couldn't hurt you. She didn’t say anything about using pleasure to melt that wretched little brain with you.” She said as she clutched her dress and cloak, slowly taking them off as a pair of metal clad fingers would find themselves on your legs, pushing them down as she did so.

“Since you took a grab at my tits like that, I suppose I’ll use those to turn you into a brain broken shell.” She would muse to herself as she would climb up onto the bed with you being able to hear as the bed would creek as you glanced at her exposed lower half. You could see her pussy lips, thick and wet and dripping ever so slightly before your eyes moved to her legs, seeing as her thick thighs jiggled somewhat in the air as you would look up at her face, her crown still being placed onto her head. You wouldn’t get much of a look before the woman would proceed to slam her breasts down onto your cock, absolutely consuming it within her tits as you groaned out into the air, the woman’s punishment for your behavior just beginning as she would let out a chuckle into the air.

The woman’s tits were impossibly warm and impossibly soft, the feeling of her smooth skin squishing against your cock causing you to groan as you clutched ahold of her bed, the fabric bunching up in your hands as you grabbed ahold of them. You’d then watch as she would proceed to move her breasts up into her hands, clutching them slightly as she would look down at you with an angry and dismissive glare as your cock would be exposed to the cold air again, her nipples growing exposed to the air. The woman would then let go of her breasts , moving her hands down a slight bit so that she could catch them, plunging your cock once again into her soft warmth, your legs being crushed under them which meant that you could not escape from your queen’s wrath.

As she would keep going, pleasuring your cock and speeding up her hand movements and increasing the pleasure by the moments as you felt your hands grow more and more restless by the moment, needing the clutch hold of something with much more substance. Eventually your hands couldn’t take it anymore, shooting out into the air before clutching ahold of her breasts, your fingers sinking into the soft flesh as you would start groping away at them,knowing that you’d keep your hands as you groped away, a scowl moving across her face as she spoke. “Oh, your hands are so hungry, aren’t they? It’s a shame you never became a warrior and instead decided to be an annoyance.” The woman would growl out, her hands moving around her breasts as she did so.

Eventually her hands would find themselves situated at the sides of her tits, the woman pushing down the armored digits into her breasts and proceeding to push down on your tits, crushing your cock within her breasts as she did so. The woman’s breasts would curve around your cock,giving it less and less space to twitch around as your fingers would clutch ahold of her breasts, the woman letting out a couple of groans to let you know she seemed to enjoy the groping even if she was doing it unknowingly. More moans would escape from your mouth, your tongue curling around your mouth as the pleasure would run over you, the woman moving her legs so that she was more prone around your body, her toes tapping and pressing against the carpet as she did so.

Your hands would grow more and more feral by the moment, your hands pushing away from her body before you would start moving them around, your fingers digging deeper into her before your hands would find themselves in their new positions. Your right hand would find herself at the bottom of her tits, attempting to cup the massive things as your other hand moved over to her nipple, curling around it for several moments before pushing down on it properly, the massive nipple digging into your palm as you kept pushing down. You’d only stop pushing when your fingers found themselves pushing down onto the rest of her breast, the woman letting out a moan-like growl before she would flash her teeth at you before she would clutch her tits even harder.

At this point she decided that she would titfuck you with no mercy or remorse, showing you the full extent of her wrath as she would move her tits up and down so rapidly that the pleasure would become like a blur to you. Your body would lose all semblance of rhythm and control, your fingers clenching around her tits desperately as you felt your mind eroding away, bit by bit, piece by piece, the woman being right about there being other ways to breaks you and ensuring your submission to her as you looked up to her face. She had a determined look on her face, clearly being a woman on a mission at this point as you felt your sweat drip down your body, stinging in the cold air somewhat as she did so.

That was when you started to throb inside of her massive breasts, pushing up against her breasts as they would squeeze against your cock, making sure there was no escape from the pleasure moving through your body. You’d then feel as the pressure would start building up at the tip of your cock, your mouth producing a variety of gasps and groans as she would keep going and going and going, her tits blurring in the air as you’d feel your hands slowly become looser and looser around her breasts. Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore and you’d let her take your orgasm away from you, rope after rope pushing out of your cock and pushing all over her tits, feeling as she would proceed to drop her chest on you and pinned you down onto your cock, making sure you couldn’t escape.

You’d feel that your first ropes were absolutely massive, your ropes getting caught between her tits, coating the insides with your cum as she would gaze down as the ropes would grow more and more intense by the moment. Your orgasm would go on for a long while before reaching its peak, the pleasure reaching its peak and shooting a massive load inside of her breasts with you even seeing a few drops spray across the top of her breasts, something that you couldn’t help but feel was somewhat impressive. After that your orgasm would wind down she would feel as your ropes grew smaller and smaller before drops would push off your cock and drip onto her tits, the woman letting out a chuckle as she would look over her handiwork, going to speak again as she corrected her crown slightly.

“Well, I hope I’ve been able to teach you your lesson, filth. Now, you’ve got ten minutes to recover before I want you serving drinks again. See you soon, servant.” She said as she would proceed to place her clothes back on and walked out of the room, the woman leaving you on her very comfy bed as she left. As you sat there you would first think about the fact that your act of rebellion had certainly been worth it, sweat dripping across her mattress as you would force yourself off the bed, panting against the floor as you would then realize if you had just given her a actual way to “punish” the populous, Imagining the woman and her shoulders forcing people to orgasm in the streets for the most minor of infractions. You also wondered when she was having her next dinner party and thought about what you could do to get you to be punished again, thinking that maybe you could use your remaining minutes to think about that before you’d go down to the party again.