Conan the Conquered Part Seven While outside the lavish pal..

Conan the Conquered Part Seven While outside the lavish palace, the fanatic followers were purging and looting those they considered morally corrupt, their leaders were inside the great throne room, engaging in a debauchery orgy of sex. Men and women were intertwined on pillows, elegant dining couches, and on the hard marble floors of the throne room. It seemed as if every corner of the great hall was occupied with lovers. Their moans were barely drowned out by the hypnotic music of flutes and harps. They were a mass and mound of naked flesh engaging in every sin that they hypocritical condemned only hours earlier in public. On the dais at the end of the hall, Conan was chained around his thick neck at Thulsa’s feet, like a dog. He was broken and naked, barely able to lift his head. Above him sit Thulsa on his tall golden throne. He wore thick gold robes that virtually covered every part of him except his round, weathered face. He sat with his eyes closed, listening to the music being played by the musicians concealed behind the throne room’s curtains. Slowly his features changed. His skin began to grow scaly and his mouth and nose slowly became elongated. When he opened his eyes, they became yellow and his pupils were slits instead of round. Conan looked down and saw a long massive snake tail moving out from under Thulsa’s robes. In horror, Conan turned and instead of seeing a man in the heavy robes, it was a massive python that stared back at him. It’s long, thin, two-punge tongue flicked out at him. Before Conan could get up from the floor, the snake slithered out of Thulsa’s robes and wrapped itself around Conan’s powerful body. It was bone crushing as it tightened its grip around Conan’s struggling muscles. What were Thulsa’s limbs were now smaller snakes that were attached to the larger python’s body. Conan tried to scream but one of the snakes pushed into his mouth and began to fuck Conan’s throat. Two other snake-like appendages darted out and attached themselves to Conan’s nipples. Tears ran from Conan’s eyes in pain as the smaller snakes bite on his nipples, and the main body wrapped even tighter around his body. It was so hard to struggle or even breathe. Another snake-like appendage latched on to Conan’s thick cock. The snake’s mouth began to suck his cock, making it hard. Finally the appendage that was Thulsa’s monstrous cock slid into Conan’s hole, stretching it wide open. Conan couldn’t scream as the snake appendage fucked his throat. Sweat poured off Conan’s body as every muscle and vein of his body flexed, bulged, and strained against the snake’s grip. The pain from the massive appendage was steering white hot. The snake-like appendage moved in and out of him, pounding his abused prostate over and over. All the while the other appendages were fucking and sucking his mouth, nipples and cock. He felt as if he was being split into two by his own lust and fear. Unable to resist he came hard into the mouth on his cock, even though his own body was being crushed. Everything finally went black and his body hung helplessly in the snake's grip. Conan awakened alone on a bed of red silk. It was morning as the sun shone through the open terrace onto his face. Was it a dream, he automatically asked himself as he tried to set up. However, the pain of his abused rib cage shot through his body. His ass was also hurting as if he took both arms of a grown man up his hole at the same time. He saw much great magic in his life but he couldn’t explain what had happened to him. His mind wanted to tell him it was a dream but his injured body told him that it was very much real. It was pure dark magic.