Ballsac the Barbarian 2: The Necromancer and his Vampire Queen.

In our first episode, mighty Ballsac found himself captured, stripped, and imprisoned in the dungeon of the Necromancer, awaiting his destiny. Today the Necromancer and his consort discuss that fate.

Greyson brooded from the top parapet of his castle, watching his zombies patrol the mist filled streets of Kunt. Any citizen found out of doors after curfew would find himself conscripted into the Necromancer’s army of undead souls. He needed to keep a tight rein on the population, especially after the unexpected insurrection led by that damned barbarian, Ballsac.

“Greyson?” Emma, his vampire consort, had tracked him down.

“Up here, my love,” he answered. Emma was one of the few people who knew his true name. Most simply referred to him as the Necromancer, which was the way he liked it.

The vampire’s sleek silhouette appeared in the doorway. Her alabaster skin sparkled in the moonlight. The gauzy black dress she wore accented her figure to the fullest, displaying the tops of her creamy breasts to perfection. The slightly darker nipples stood out behind the thin, silky material.

His cock hardened in response to her presence.

“Have you decided the fate of that human?” Her tongue glided across lips reddened by her latest meal. “He would make a fierce vampire.”

She’d wanted him from the moment she’d first laid eyes on him, and she’d told Greyson so on numerous occasions. She wished to slake her lust and her thirst on the bold barbarian, but that would not be in anyone’s best interests.

“He dies tomorrow evening, hung in the town square as a lesson to these ungrateful urchins who would defy my rule.” A public execution would make an impression, especially after he left the man hanging there for a few days before turning him into a zombie and adding him to the army.

“Oh, poo.” She frowned. “And I so wanted him. I sent the elf girl to feed and wash him.” She cocked her head to the side. “Still, I imagine it’s for the best.”

“It is. Ballsac’s spirit has too much fire to be dominated. He would use the vampiric powers you would bestow on him to oppose us,” he assured her. “Come here. Slake your lusts on me, where they will be appreciated.”

He pulled her into an embrace, kissing her fiercely until she opened for him. He ran his tongue over her elongated canine teeth as he palmed her ample bosom.

As they kissed, she shrugged the straps of her loose gown from her shoulders, allowing the silky fabric to flow like cascading water down her sleek form.

She was stunning — a radiant beauty in the moonbeams that escaped the clouds overhead. A true creature of the night…in all respects.

And she was his.

He broke the kiss, letting his laugh ring out to echo over the wall.

As she extracted his cock from his slacks, he snaked fingers through the crisp, black hairs at the apex of her thighs, probing her sex. It was truly the only place the woman was in any sense of the word, alive.

Slick moisture coated her folds and depths as he plunged his finger inside her.

She slid cool fingers along his shaft, from cockhead to base, then cupped his balls gently.

Erotic vibrations shook his core.

Drawing one of her breasts to his mouth, he sucked hard, lashing the beaded nipple with his tongue.

“Greyson!” she cried out. “Yes!”

She was queen of her vampire coven, but also queen of his heart.

He released her breast with a pop.

“I need you.” He pushed her against the parapet, taking his cock in hand as she spread her legs for him. Pushing into her warm folds was a cosmic experience. The only part of life he truly enjoyed.

Death was so final — so all encompassing. This — the act that brought about new life — should have been repugnant. But with her, it was something different.

A celebration of what we are!

No child could ever be born of this union. She was already dead and he was…unsure of his status. He worshiped and studied death. His magic was steeped in the necromantic. Still, he hadn’t crossed that threshold yet, although he’d gotten as close as mortal man could.

He pushed to the hilt inside her, then pulled back to ram in once more. Hard, swift, and so satisfying. He felt her clench around his shaft.

“Yes, my love. Feel my power.” With each thrust, he put the full force of his magic behind the act. Eldritch energy crackled around them. He surrounded them with nightmare visions of inflicted pain and debauchery.

She trembled in his arms, her eyes glazing over as orgasmic vibrations cascaded over her. “Yes! Oh, by the gods, yes!”

“There are no gods for such as us,” he chortled. “We are gods!”

With that cry, he came. “Arrrgh!”

Thunder rumbled in the sky and lightning leapt between the clouds.

From the base of his balls, his orgasm rumbled through his core. Spurt after massive spurt filled her, then dripped out to splatter on the flagstones.

As he emptied himself into her, clouds rolled above, hiding the moon. A drop of rain splatted on the stones next to him…then another…then with a rumble of thunder, the skies opened up, raining down in a sudden, fierce gale.

He laughed, soaked to the bone, as he pulled Emma close.

He wasn’t ready for the cold embrace of death. He had too many other lives to end first.

The sorceress, Shar’dali, hid in a dark alcove, shaking with the chill of the storm and the terror of what she’d just learned. Despite all that, she was more than a little turned on by the tableau she’d witnessed.

Ballsac…to be executed tomorrow! That didn’t give them much time.

A whispered spell transformed her into a crow and she flew off into the storm.

Is Ballsac’s fate sealed? The story continues as the forces of good move to help their beleaguered leader in Ballsac the Barbarian 3: The Sorceress is a Succubus.

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