Head out into the great hall
From Lord Of Utterdom
You step out into the great hall and glance around. Your father stands at the far end, chatting still with the Duke. You smile, knowing his wife is just a few feet away, your cum leaking from her wounded hole. The fat little Duke will most likely never know, as the Duchess wouldn't be foolish enough to say a word and implicate the Crown Prince.
You head over to a table, and pour yourself a glass of wine. Your mouth is rather dry, having expended so much energy. You drink a glass, and then pour a second.
Your halfway through the second when you see Agadora stumble into the room, disheveled, crying, her torn dress hanging from her body. You shake your head in disdain at the tattered woman who once obviously thought very highly of herself.
The fat little Duke hurriedly waddles to her side, and his panic is obvious. She collapses into his arms and begins prattling on about something, but you can't hear what. The Duke suddenly gets and irate look on his face, letting her go and standing quickly. He begins growling, and slowly turns to look in your direction. Before the King can utter a word, the Duke draws his sword and charges across the floor at you. You laugh, watching the little fat man run.
Unfortunately, the Duke may have lost his dexterity as he gained girth, but he has never lost his training as a master swordsman. Before you can draw your own weapon, and while you are still laughing, the Duke runs your through, burying his weapon deep in your guts.
The King wails, and the guards pull the Duke away. You bleed to death on the floor listening to the screaming of the Duke, claiming that he has taken his vengeance on his wife's rapist.
The End
