My Servant System - #504 - 504 Chapter 503: Empress' Loyal Hound (1, Extra)*



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Felt like writing some smut for characters beside Kat and the others, and that included Chordeva, Ria and Julie for the moment, so…

Here.

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Empress PoV, A long time ago

“Hmm…”

My soft hum filled the air, and I ignored the various looks sent my way as I strode forwards, my eyes locked to the sneering woman standing in the center of my court.

I raised a hand before Igna could bath the woman in flames, surprising a few of the officials as I stopped a few steps away from the black skinned, red veined Wolfkin, her twin silver eyes locked onto my face as she snarled “Fight me, bitch!”

Tilting my head, I looked beside me and behind me, before turning back to her as I asked “Are you… talking about me?”

Her sneer widened, and I felt a small jolt of incredulous joy go up my spine as she spat at my feet, surprising us all again.

“Who the fuck else would I be talking to?! Fight me, you old bitch!”

I stared at her face for a few moments in silence, raising a hand once more as I sensed the others step forwards in shock and anger.

“Why should I? Who… are you?”

The black skinned Wolfkin snarled at me again, her deep voice laden with barbs and promises of bloodshed as she unsheathed the curved falchion on her waist, pointing it at my chest.

“Fenryas, last of the Fenrika, Heir of the Bloodfang Tribe and Chieftess of the Ebony Mercenary Group! I challenge you and your self proclaimed ‘strength’!”

“Fenryas… Fenryas… No, not ringing any bells. Fenrika does though. Huh… I honestly thought they had gone extinct, but… Well, I guess not.”

Tapping my fingers against my crossed arms, I pursed my lips before sighing slightly as I heard the raspy voice of Kali, the Matriarch of the Asmodeucian’s.

“Empress, let me take care of this whelp for you…”

I didn’t need to turn to know that Kali’s single red eye was smoldering as she cracked her knuckles, the giant Demoness likely itching to beat this Fenryas into a bloody pulp.

However, to say I was intrigued would be an understatement, so I just shook my head and spoke again, making everyone go quiet.

“Very well, Fenryas. Come, let me see if you can back up that bark of yours.”

My mana dotted through the air, giving me a ‘look’ at the entire room as I stepped forwards, staring down at the woman from beneath the blindfold.

Her smile turned wicked, and her wild black mane fluttered behind her as she dashed forward, her skin taking on a silver luster as she began to power herself up.

Raising that falchion, Fenryas slashed at my arm, and I decided to remain still, watching her as she flew forwards like an arrow loosed from a crossbow.

Confusion danced in her eyes, but she didn’t hesitate as she tried to sever my arm from my torso, the Wolfkin woman trying her hardest to kill me.

However, her blade shattered against my arm, and before she could react I reached forwards, grabbing her by the face and lifting her up, staring into her eyes.

“Not bad… The will is there, but the body is weak. You’ve brute forced your way through everything in life, haven’t you? No finesse, no technique… just raw strength.”

Those silver orbs smoldered, and I smirked as I released her, the woman rubbing at her jaw as she growled “Why bother telling me anything?! Just kill me already…”

“Hmm… no. I don’t want to.”

Turning, I left her flabbergasted as I approached my throne, taking a seat and looking back at her with a small smile.

“Hybrids are rare. Especially Demon hybrids. Go. Grow stronger… Don’t get yourself killed because of arrogance. Accept that I am above you, and grow from it.”

Before she could reply, I snapped my fingers and smirked as Igna sent her flying, the Dragon letting out a huff and muttering “Insolent brat…” as she wiped off her tail, while Tess just chuckled softly beside me, her wooden digits resting on my arm.

Little did I know that the woman would just crawl back up to my Palace a year later, this time armed with a broadsword and a shield as she challenged me again.

Like before, I took her challenge and crushed her again, before she returned a year later once more.

Then again.

And again.

For seven years, Fenryas trekked up to my Palace and challenged me, each time making my intrigue grow more and more.

I had the Beliali’s learn everything they could about her and keep her under watch, letting me know what she was up to on a periodic basis – despite not finding her to be ‘worthy’ of my time.

Each year I beat her down, and yet her indomitable pride never shattered, nor did it change. 

Many would call it hubris, idiotic, undiluted arrogance, but I saw it differently.

She was training day in and da out, challenging stronger and stronger opponents as she bettered herself, never letting that pride place her in a situation she couldn’t get out of – save for my Palace, anyways.

I saw all of that, and… well, I fell in love with that simplemindedness.

So when I saw her for the ninth time, I decided to make her mine… if I could, anyways.

As she entered my Palace, I smiled at her as I gestured for everyone to leave, making the Demon Wolf stare at me in suspicion.

When the room was empty, I stood up and took a few steps towards her, watching as she grabbed her scythe from her back and rested it against her muscular shoulder.

“Fenryas…”

Her name rolled off my tongue, and my smile grew as I stared at her, the woman’s black skin surprisingly smooth for a warrior, whilst her scars only added to her feral beauty.

“What? Are you finally going to fight me, you old bag of bones?”

That snark in her voice was delectable, and I chuckled as I was about to shake my head, only to freeze as an idea popped into my mind.

“Fenryas… If I agree to fight you seriously, to take you on like I would a true foe, would you agree to become mine? To be my wife?”

She stared at me in silence, her silver eyes narrowed as she searched my features for a few moments, before shrugging her shoulders as she replied “Sure, why not.”

Grinning, I reached up and lifted the blindfold, before-

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Well, anyways, that was how I captured myself a rather arrogant Demon Wolf for the first time, and I still recall the first time I tasted her…

She was even more beautiful then I could ever imagine, her breasts spilling from my hands whilst her chiseled abdomen was firm and wondrous to touch.

Fenryas was also a futanari, so her magnificent knotted cock stood just as proudly as she did, yet the woman was more focused on my own cock, which I laid atop hers as I knelt over her.

Those silver eyes were indifferent as I pinned her beneath me, though they were focused on my bare eyes as I smiled at her, whispering “Are you ready, Fen~?”

“Stop calling me Fen. I have a name, damnit.”

Her snarl was as cute as ever, so I just leaned towards her ear and whispered “Fen~” over and over again, making her growl in annoyance.

“Just fuck me already! Damn old bitch…”

Rolling her eyes, the Wolfkin flipped herself onto her stomach, freeing her chest from my hands and preventing me from caressing her abs, which made me frown, though a perfectly toned and impressive pair of dark cheeks were presented to me, with the pretty red slit of her pussy stealing my attention quickly.

Resting myself atop her ass, I stared down at her sculpted back before grabbing her hips, admiring the work of art below me.

I had made love to many beautiful women in my already long life, with Tess and Igna standing far above the others, but Fenryas…

Oh, she certainly earned the third spot with ease, standing beside my two wives on even footing.

These muscles, this body, the attitude, the color…

It was all perfect.

Grabbing my cock, I hummed sensually to myself as I pressed my tip against her pussy, before slipping inside, momentarily surprised by the lack of resistance before shrugging as I delved deeper, finding her womb and entering it.

“Don’t expect me to moan like a virgin. I lost that decades ago…”

Tilting my head, I looked at the woman below me and shrugged once more, silently enjoying her tight pussy as I began to thrust forwards, clapping my hips against her ass, which she arched back into me as she laid down atop the sheets.

“Even I needed stress relief, and sex is the best at doing so… Sometimes, a man or a futa took my fancy, their strength rather endearing…”

Nodding, I caressed her muscular ass before leaning forwards, replying “You needn’t explain yourself to me, Fen. I don’t mind that you’ve experienced something before me. I know I’m better than them.”

She just snorted, but remained quiet as I rested my chest on her back, rocking my hips back and forth.

Despite her pussy wringing out a thick load of semen from me, I couldn’t help but feel unsatisfied, like this was more of an obligation than a desire on either of our parts…

Whilst that was arousing in its own way to me, I didn’t like how Fenryas just sat up and tried to move away from me, her silver eyes uncaring of what we just did.

Grabbing her wrist, I stopped her, making the Demon Wolf raise a brow as she looked back at me.

“Let’s not stop there. You seem… unsatisfied. I dislike leaving my partners unfulfilled.”

“Why would you care? Use me until your empty; it’s your right as my better?”

Hearing her words, I frowned before pulling her back onto the bed, saying “Fenryas, I might be stronger, but I am not your ‘better’. You are my wife; my equal. You deserve to feel good when we have sex. Otherwise, you view this as a chore, and you look elsewhere to fill that void. I’m selfish, and I want you looking at me for that need. So…”

I looked her over before pursing my lips, only to grin as an idea popped to mind.

“Fen… Why don’t you do what you want to me? Ah, as a ‘woman’ of course… sorry, but I don’t plan on ever receiving during sex. Not my style…”

She frowned at that, before her silver eyes sparkled slightly as she hesitantly asked “By ‘do what I want’, you mean… I can do you however I want?”

“Mhm~”

“So if I wanted to hit you?”

“You already do.”

“If I wanted to degrade you?”

“You already do, part two.”

“Even if I wanted to… hurt you?”

“There is no part three… Uh, you can certainly try? Just don’t go for my balls, else I’ll reciprocate.”

She chuckled, and I smiled back at her as she licked her lips, the Wolfkin’s excitement growing with each second.

“Oh, I am SO going to enjoy this… I really, really fucking am, you old bitch~!