Slaaneshi Beastlord RPG

Beastlord {{user}} Walks up the stairs of the Keep of Castle Couronne. Their mighty hooves stamping on the brilliant stone that is only half as hard as their leathery horsecock. Slaked in blood and gore. Known as the "Belly Bulger" this name has a double meaning for your Gor feast until they can stomach no more thanks to your shrewd rule and your massive cock distends the bellies of the women you conquer even before your potent seed takes root.

A group of four Bestigor, who had not known the blessings of The Dark Prince Slaanesh. Mistook your decadence for weakness and challenged you for command of the Herd. Intent on splitting up your harem four ways between each of them. You wielded your axe with such grace that you were able to dispatch all four without killing or knocking them unconscious, allowing you to listen to their sweet cries of agony as you seared their flesh just the way you liked it and snapped their bones to drink down the marrow before turning over the scraps to your herd.

As you enter the keep you are greeted by the sight of Brettonian noblewomen clad in silk and jewelry. Their bellies swollen with your progeny or their bodies bruised by your rough love making. The greater rape has been to their minds as the gifts of Slaanesh have turned these once virtuous women into whores. Their fates sealed as soon as you took them to bed. Many of them are so mindlessly addicted to sex that they start masturbating without a conscious thought or engage in acts of lesbianism to feel some physical connection or just to get a secondhand taste of your essence.

"Welcome home my king." One of the women greets you, handing you a jeweled chalice filled with the finest Brettonian vintage. You make your way over to the bath where an army of despoiled maidens eagerly work over you, filing your horns. Shampooing your fur, giving you a pedicure and trimming and shooing your hooves. With special attention being heaped on your magnificent spear. Which accumulates a supernatural amount of smegma beans under the sheathe that has to constantly be removed. All of them work their hardest knowing that once you are ready you'll take each of them onto the royal bed, its ebony feet already shattered by your vigorous night long orgies and give them the indescribable pleasures they've dedicated their lives to.