Red Sonja and the Ten Hells - Chapter 8

Chapter 8 - Round Table Hell

As Red Sonja stepped into the vortex of the magic gate between Hells, she heard the Genie's voice echoing after her. "My friend's name is Merlin!"

Sonja stepped out of the flaming blue rectangle, and landed on her feet, crouched with her sword drawn. She was standing on some type of platform that hung in the middle of a black void. There was nothing to be seen to eternity in any direction.

A seconds later, a cloaked figure appeared in front of her.

"Taurus?" asked Sonja hesitantly.

"You were expecting someone else?" asked Taurus, and despite not being able to see any of his features, Sonja was sure the sorcerer was ogling her tits and had a leer on his face. 

"Of course not," replied Sonja coolly as she sheathed her sword. "I was just not expecting to see you again until I had finished the quest. I have six of the jewels, and there are only four more to go." Her fingertips touched the jewels on the necklace.

"Yes, you are more than half way done. It has been enjoyable watching you get fucked by anything that has a cock. I really loved watching that tiger pin you down.

"What do you seek Wizard? I am sure you didn't interrupt my quest to only comment on my sexual partners?" asked Sonja hotly, while also blushing at remembering that the wizards have all been watching her degradation in each Hell.

"No, I did not pluck you from your quest to praise your lascivious liaisons. There have been a couple of gaps in my viewing, when I could not see you. I suspect that some of my competitors have tried to sway you to their side."

When Sonja started to reply, Taurus held up one hand in admonition. "Do not attempt to deceive me. I can just leave you stranded here for eternity, if I choose."

"That wouldn't get you the last four jewels," replied Sonja, trying to stay at least outwardly calm. "Yes, I have been contacted by some of your rivals. Of course I lied to them, and promised them the jewels. But I had to do so, to keep going on the quest. Don't worry Taurus, when I am done, you will most assuredly get what is due you."

"Don't play games with me!" snorted Taurus. "Who contacted you? Tell me their names."

Red Sonja contemplated whether she should tell all, or just a little. Either way, she still needed Taurus to free Killia. "One called himself Aries," Sonja confessed, "The other two said they were Gemini, Castor and Pollux."

"Gemini? Those assholes? I bet they fucked you before they let you go. Did you enjoy their cocks?"

"Yes I did," countered Red Sonja. "Are you jealous?"

"Not in the slightest," replied Taurus. "Rest assured, that when this is over, I will give you a fucking you will not soon forget."

"I will not forget all that has happened," snorted Sonja.

"You have given me the names I sought." snarled Taurus. "Just remember that I am watching you. If you try and cross me, your life and that of your lesbian lover Killia, are forfeit."

Taurus made a gesture, and once again Red Sonja found herself whirling through the vortex.

---

When Red Sonja stepped through the next flaming blue rectangle, she landed in a grassy field, with nobody in sight.

Towards the East, if Hells had an East, there was a forest not so far away. With no better goal in mind, Red Sonja started towards it. When she was halfway to the forest, Sonja saw three figures horseback, ride out of the tree line, and heading towards her.

They were dressed in a type of heavy armor she had never seen before. It might provide good protection but it sure looked bulky and unwieldy. Since the three riders had apparently seen her and were heading for her, she stopped to let them approach.

"Halt, who are you, and where do you travel? Are you a friend of the King, or the Witch?" asked the lead rider. Surprisingly, the voice sounded female, and perhaps not the smartest apple in the cart, with a leading answer like that.

"A friend of the King, of course," replied Sonja. "Will you take me to him? I have business to conduct."

"I think now that you are a spy," snapped the leader, totally ignoring the request. "We shall see how you can spy with a hole through your body, by my lance!" The speaker spurred her horse forward, and lowered her lance, intending to spear Sonja with it.

This might have been good tactic when fighting another rider, if similarly dressed, with limited dodging ability. For an agile warrior like Red Sonja, it was no problem to dodge the lance, grab hold of the saddle as the horse went by, and vault onto the back of the horse. Then she pushed the rider off, to sprawl in a heap and clash of metal, on the ground.

"I mean you no harm," declared Sonja. "I would just like to talk to the King, and there is no need for us to fight."

The other two riders glanced at each other and then spurred their horses forward to attack, while lowering their lances. Sonja rode her captured horse directly between the two attackers.

As they approached, Red Sonja deftly swung down so she was clinging to the side of the horse, and both lances passed harmlessly over top of her. Sonja's sword, however, smote the nearest rider in the chest, and unseated them. Sonja swung upright in her saddle again and wheeled to face the last remaining warrior.

Sonja demanded, "Take me to your king and stop this foolish fighting."

The last rider hesitated, and looked around at the two fallen figures, who were just now struggling back to their feet.

The rider answered, "Truce," she said. "Follow me, and I shall let the King decide what is to be done with you."

Red Sonja directed her stolen horse beside the last armored rider, as they led the way back to the forest. The other two armored riders trailed behind, one walking and the other riding.

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When Red Sonja and the armored escort came out on the other side of the forest, before them was a walled city. A guard at the gate waved them past without much of a look.

The streets were narrow and winding, and finally they came to the inner keep gate, where again, they were ushered through. Once inside the inner gates, Sonja's guide dismounted and Sonja followed suit, as grooms came forward to take the horses.

Sonja's guide removed her helmet to reveal a raven-haired beauty with a pair of lips that demanded to be kissed. She nodded without smiling, and gestured for the red-haired warrior to follow her.

In short order, they came to a set of gilded doors with a guard on either side. Both guards were female, with light chain mail tops that seemed a bit tight in the bust.

The armored escort declared, "I bring this woman to see the King."

"You may enter, Sir Lancelot", said the guard on the left, as the guard on the right opened the door to allow them inside what turned out to be the throne room.

The room was a long and narrow room, with a long and narrow red carpet leading from the door, down the middle of the room, ending at a set of raised steps. At the top of the dais, were a pair of thrones. One throne was vacant. The other throne had a beautiful blonde woman sitting in it. She was clad in a long silky gown, with enough gold thread to fund a small city, and a plunging neckline that revealed an abundance of cleavage.

As the pair walked the length of the carpet, Red Sonja mused. Funny that a week ago, I would not have noticed how sexy she looks.

When they reached the base of the steps, Sir Lancelot gestured for Red Sonja to remain there while she climbed the steps with her armor clanking.

Sir Lancelot bent to whisper in the woman's ear. After a few seconds, the blonde nodded and gestured for Lancelot to step back behind the throne.

The beautiful blonde woman addressed the visitor, "Welcome to Camelot, Stranger. I am King..." the woman faltered, "King Arthuria."

Red Sonja raised an eyebrow in surprise. She had never run into a female King, and especially not one so attractive, and with a competitive set of tits. She gave herself a mental shake to try and put her arousal aside, and focus on what was at hand. Perhaps it was normal in this Hell for there to be female Kings.

Red Sonja opened her cloak and spread her arms peacefully, "Your Majesty," Sonja bowed low. As she did, she couldn't help but notice that both the King and Sir Lancelot were staring at her own redoubtable cleavage.

"Sir Lancelot tells me that you wish to speak to the King," said the King. "Sir Lancelot also tells me that you defeated Sir Kay and Sir Galahad, without much difficulty. You must be a mighty champion from afar?"

Red Sonja replied calmly, "I only knocked them off their horses, your Majesty. They did not listen to me, when I told them I was not looking for a fight, and they still attacked me."

King Arthuria glanced over her shoulder at Sir Lancelot, who smiled ruefully. "She speaks true my liege. I, we... are unsettled, since the Happening, and we approach strangers less hospitably."

King Arthuria nodded in acceptance and turned back to the visitor. "Your plea has been rendered, and here you stand. Speak freely."

"My name is Red Sonja, your Majesty. I am on a quest, and seek magical assistance. A Genie sent me here to seek a friend named Merlin, who would help me."

The King grimaced. "I do wish Merlin were present, yet he is held imprisoned by the Witch Morgana Le Fey, and my bastard nephew Mordred. They too hold captive my Queen, my lovely Gweneviere." She gestured to the empty throne.

Red Sonja raised her eyebrow again. A female King and female Queen, together. That was unique in her experience of royalty, but the customs in this land must be different.

Red Sonja said, "I am sorry to hear that your Majesty. Why do you and your warriors remain here, instead of rescuing the Queen?"

The King's eyes flashed briefly, and then a pained expression crossed the woman's face. "We cannot," admitted the King, "The Witch collected strands of hair from myself and my knights, by treacherous means. With the strands of our hair, she has woven a defense around her castle that prevents us from drawing near. So we sit here, within Castle Camelot. Now you have arrived, as a Champion from afar. The Witch does not have a strand of your hair. If you rescue Merlin and Gweneviere from Morgana Le Fay's castle, both our interests be served. What say you Red Sonja?"

Red Sonja thought this over. She needed Merlin's help to understand how the jewels worked, and she had no love for a Witch who kidnapped an innocent Queen. "I accept your quest," said Sonja.

The King smiled a radiant smile. "Before you embark, I must bestow Knighthood upon you, with Sword Excalibur."

Red Sonja looked around the room for signs of a sword worthy of a King, as the woman in front of her had no scabbard. Sonja heard the rustling sounds of cloth, and when she looked back to the throne, she saw that the King had let her gown fall to the floor, and now stood naked.

The King smiled at Red Sonja, and ran her hands over her breasts. As breathtaking as King Arthuria's tits were, what drew Sonja's attention was the cock hanging between the King's legs. It was large, and it not fully erect yet.

Red Sonja swallowed hard. "Your Majesty--"

The King interrupted. "This is Excalibur," She smiled and stroked her growing cock. "After her defensive spell, Morgana Le Fay wove another spell upon myself and my knights. We are rendered as you see, half-man and half-woman. Our fighting prowess has diminished, while we adapt to our bodily transmutations."

"Why did she do this?" asked Red Sonja.

"An accident," replied King Arthuria, as she continued stroking her cock with one hand. "Morgana Le Fay wove the spell, but it was Mordred who cast the spell. The fool was flagons drunk, and misspoke the spell. It was meant to transform us into 'half-the-man,' to half our battle prowess. But Mordred butchered the words, saying 'half-man,' and so we became half-man and half-woman. Our swords were transformed into male genitals, and thus my Sword Excalibur became my cock."

The King descended the steps on the dais, holding her stiffened cock. "Kneel before me Red Sonja, and kiss my Sword Excalibur, so that I can grant your Knighthood."

Red Sonja knew what that might imply. She licked her lips and knelt in front of the King. The large and erect magical cock was poised directly in front of her face. Up close, the thing looked even larger. Red Sonja looked up at the King, and awaited the ceremony.

The King used both hands to direct the head of her cock against the Champion's lips. Then she nodded to the kneeling redhead.

Red Sonja looked up at the King as she puckered her lips and kissed the warm, smooth cock head.

King Arthuria announced, "By the Divine's grace, Red Sonja, do you accept me as your King?"

Red Sonja had no intention to pledge her life to the King, but for the sake of the quest, King Arthuria was the King here. She answered, "Yes, you are my King."

King Arthuria pressed the head of her cock against Red Sonja's lips again, proclaiming, "Yield to the King and the King's Sword. Open your mouth."

Red Sonja opened her mouth, knowing what would happen next. She thought there is no way she could take the entire thing in her mouth and throat.

The King pushed the head of her cock into Red Sonja's mouth, proclaiming, "Taste the King's flesh as an embodiment of the Divine's presence in the realm."

"Umm..." Red Sonja worked her lips around the large cock little by little, until the head of the magical dick was at the back of her mouth.

"Ohhh... Red Sonja, you are blessed," moaned the King as she looked down at the redhead, with lips stretched around her cock.

Dimly Sonja heard the sounds of armor being dropped on the floor, and then she felt hands on her from behind, working to pull off her green cloak. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sir Lancelot was now devoid of her armor, and stood naked, with a healthy cock of her own.

Sir Lancelot unclasped the red-haired Champion's armored top and pushed it forward. Red Sonja lifted her arms to let her top slide off, and her huge tits spilled into Lancelot's hands. Sonja felt Lancelot pressing tight against her from behind and was surprised when she felt a stiff cock against her back. Sonja recalled the words of the King, that all of his knights were afflicted with this half-man, half-woman condition.

Red Sonja worked her tongue and lips on the portion of the King's cock in her mouth, sucking it firmly, as Lancelot kneaded her breasts from behind. Then she felt long, soft hair brushing her shoulders, and the unmistakable pressure of a pair of breasts pressing into her back. 

The King pulled her large dick out of Sonja's mouth, dripping with saliva. "Rejoice and Recline. Lay back Red Sonja., and allow me to sheath my Sword Excalibur properly!"

Red Sonja felt Lancelot release her breasts and retreat. Obediently, Sonja straightened up on her knees, and untied her loincloth. She pushed it down to her knees and then sat back on the red carpet. She pulled her loincloth off and set it on her cloak, before spreading her legs for the King. As she leaned back on her elbows, Lancelot's hands reached over her shoulders to grope the sides of her large tits again. She could feel Lancelot's breasts cushion the back of her head.

King Arthuria knelt between Red Sonja's thighs and leaned over the redhead to kiss her full on the lips. Her own large breasts pressed into Sonja's big tits as Lancelot held them.

"Mmm..." Red Sonja enjoyed the beautiful King's brief kiss, and the feel of their naked bodies together.

Deftly, the King guided her cock to Sonja's womanhood, and rubbed the saliva-coated head up and down, seeking entrance. When the King found Red Sonja's entrance, she held her cock nestled there as she rose on her knees and began to push inside. "Accept... the King's Sword.... "

Red Sonja gave a gasp as she felt the magical cock slid inside her. Lancelot released the red-haired Champion and moved back. Sonja looked down between her breasts to the King's cock disappearing under her red curls. She laid back on the red carpet and wrapped her boots around the King's hips and grabbed her own big tits.

"Ahhhh...take the King's sword..." The King looked down to watch Excalibur sink halfway into the red-haired pussy. She squeezed her own tits and pinched her nipples as she began to rock her hips and fuck the new Champion.

"Mmmm..." Red Sonja enjoyed the half of the huge cock filling her, and lifted her hips up to meet the King's thrusts. She closed her eyes in rapture to enjoy the sensation of being fucked by the King's big cock, and felt something on her lips. She opened her eyes to see Lancelot rubbing her cock against her mouth.

The raven-haired knight looked down at her cock as she smeared precum on Red Sonja's lips. She asked, "Will you bear another sword?"

By way of answer, Sonja opened her mouth and turned her head toward the knight as she engulfed the end of Sir Lancelot's cock. She wrapped her lips around it tightly and slid her tongue underneath the head, sucking hard.

"Ohhhhh!" Lancelot moaned loudly.

Lancelot let Red Sonja suck only the head of her cock and did not try to gag the woman. King Arthuria leaned forward and held Red Sonja's thighs around her hips as she fucked the red-haired Champion on the carpet.

"Mmm..." Red Sonja moaned on the cock in her mouth, and held her own big breasts to keep them from bouncing back and forth. She pinched her hard nipples and felt pressure building toward an orgasm as she was taken by the half-man, half-woman King and the Knight.

"Ughhh..." Lancelot gave a loud moan and her hips jerked. The dark-haired half-woman gasped as she emptied her seed into the redhead's mouth.

The hot cum filled Red Sonja's mouth, and she swallowed quickly. She sucked on Lancelot's cock and squeezed the King's cock with her pussy. Her orgasm neared as she worshipped the magical cocks on these two beautiful women.

Lancelot pulled her sensitive cock from the Champion's mouth, trailing a strand of saliva and cum that draped over Sonja's chin.

With her mouth agape, Red Sonja moaned loudly as she felt her body's tension release in orgasm, "Mmmm... Ohhhhhhh..." she dropped her heels to the carpet.

The King grinned, watching and feeling the Champion's hips shudder underneath her. Then she pulled the half of her wet cock from the red-haired pussy. King Arthuria clutched the root of her cock and held it above Red Sonja's belly.

"Yesssss!" King Arthuria's wet cock spurted a long, thick strand of cum that landed between Red Sonja's tits and draped down over her belly button. "I dub thee..." King Arthuria panted, and moved her cock back and forth, squirting two more strands of cum that splattered across Red Sonja's tits, and her fingers holding them, completing a cross of creamy cum on the Champion's torso. ..."Sir Sonja... the Red Knight," gasped King Arthuria.

Red Sonja licked her wet lips, and watched King Arthuria finish stroking her wet cock, and catch her breath, breasts heaving. The King squeezed out the last of her seed, leaving globs of cum in the red curls on Sonja's mound. 

King Arthuria stood and nodded to Sir Lancelot, "She may go forth. The Divine be with her."

Red Sonja scooped cum from her tits and rubbed her fingers through her red curls. Her wet fingers pushed the King's seed into her empty pussy, collecting what she could to aid the creation of the jewel.

Sir Lancelot waited and watched Red Sonja finish pushing a second scoop of cum into her pussy. Then she offered a hand to Sir Sonja, "Rise, Red Knight."

---

The next morning, Red Sonja was preparing to leave for the castle, and go find the Witch Morgana. It had been a night to remember, as she had apologized to Sir Kay and Sir Galahad for unseating them so unceremoniously. The two defeated knights had been quite happy to accept her apology by way of polishing their swords with the newest Knight of Camelot. And thus, Sir Sonja spent the better part of the evening enjoying the two half-man, half-woman Knights.

Sir Kay looked up at the Red Knight on her horse, "Be wary Sir Sonja," admonished Sir Kay, "The Witch is treacherous. Keep your senses sharp for Mordred."

"Aye," agreed Sir Galahad, as she stroked Sonja's thigh. "They say the Witch has a Dragon in her employ, and the creature has a sexual appetite."

"Surely, you don't mean..." trailed off Sonja. The Knight's expression remained concerned, so Sonja bent down to give Sir Galahad a farewell kiss on the lips.

"Be resolute, lover," said Sir Galahad.

Then Sonja was off, spurring her horse through the gates and on her way.

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It was a four day ride to Morgana's castle and Red Sonja took the time to do a lot of thinking, both about how she could gain entrance to the castle and about the long term.

Hopefully I can find Merlin and get some more information on the jewels, or how they work. I will save you Killia. In the near term, I need more diverse sexual partners, and Sir Galahad mentioned the Witch's Dragon had a sexual appetite. Perhaps there may be an opportunity there, somehow. Maybe I can sneak into the castle, but rescuing Queen Gweneviere and Merlin may require stealth, disguise, or a big fight. Goddess help me.

About half a day's ride from her goal, Sonja was coming up a rise in the road that ran through the forest. She reached the top of the crest and stopped her horse dead in it's tracks, gazing at the devastation in front of her.

Beyond the hill, the forest was reduced to nothing but smoking stumps, and a field of black ash, spreading all the way to a distant castle. Presumably the Castle of Morgana Le Fey, and Sonja's destination.

If it looks like a Dragon, and smells like a Dragon, then it is probably a Dragon, thought Sonja. The Witch must have commanded her pet Dragon to raze the land around her castle, so that anyone approaching would be visible. Sonja now doubted that the shroud of night would matter much, as Dragons were rumored to have excellent vision in the dark.

Sonja quickly tossed her first three plans out, and retreated back down the hill. She dismounted and hid within the tree line to ponder her options.

The new plan came rolling along the road a short time later, in the form of a grain cart, driven by an old woman hunched under a shawl.

Bound for the castle I wager, thought Sonja. The problem with razing the territory with a Dragon, was that it also razed crops. Food would have to be brought from afar, to the castle.

A few minutes later, Red Sonja had purchased the grain cart and the shawl, for a couple of gold coins. The old woman had been quite relieved to not have to make the trip to the castle, with a Dragon possibly looming overhead.

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When Red Sonja's cart arrived at the gate of Morgana Le Fey's castle, she was admitted without challenge. What harm could an old woman with a wagon of grain do? Red Sonja was directed to the kitchen.

A burly cook came out of the kitchen door and scowled at her. "You're late, you old bag."

The cook gave a whistle, a pair of young boys appeared. "Both of you, unload the sacks from yon wagon and put them in the pantry."

Nobody paid any attention to the old woman as she wandered into the kitchen door.

Red Sonja wondered if Morgana was the type of villain that would keep prisoners in a dungeon, or a tower. She decided on the dungeon. Sonja hobbled in disguise, making her way through the castle, sneaking downward until she found the dungeon.

Her plan was not complicated. Find the Queen and Merlin, get them out of the cells, hide them in the back of the grain cart and get out before anyone noticed they were gone. If Merlin was such a great wizard, he should be able to undo the spells Morgana had cast on the King and his Knights. There was something not quite right about the whole King Arthuria and Morgana Le Fay conflict, but Sonja hadn't put a finger on it. 

The main door to the dungeon cells was guarded by two burly men. They did not seem threatened, and were annoyed when the bent, shawl-draped old woman shuffled up to them.

Red Sonja peered up at the two men from under her rags, and rasped in a false voice, "I say, can you tell me where the privy is?"

"Bugger off hag," said the guard on the left, and he reached out to push the old woman back to the door.

He was rather surprised when the old woman stood up straight, caught his arm with her hands, and roughly tossed him into his companion, knocking them both down. As the men struggled to untangle themselves and rise, Sonja banged their heads together, and they slumped to the floor. She grabbed the obvious keys from the belt on one guard, and quickly unlocked the wooden door to the cells.

Beyond the door, was a corridor, and on either side were a number of barred cells. All of the cells appeared empty, except one. A naked, blonde woman was standing with her back to the wall, her arms raised and chained above, and her feet spread apart and also chained to the wall.

As Sonja approached, she could see the woman was writhing in her clanking chains. At first, Sonja thought it was from pain, but she quickly realized that the undulations were from pleasure.

A strange device made of dark wood stood on four legs, and was positioned in front of the naked woman's crotch. Several wheels turned, and a dark wooden effigy of a cock was mechanically moving up and down, into the woman's pussy. It was some kind of automaton machine that was fucking the woman as Sonja looked on.

"Help me," begged the woman, as she tried to pull herself up, holding onto the chains above her. But the shackles on her ankles prevented her vertical escape from the machine. She fell back to her heels, making her breasts bounce. "Ohhh..." she gasped as the wooden cock penetrated her deeply again. "I lost count..." She slumped a little as the wheels on the machine rotated and the wooden cock moved to it's lowest position. "...how many orgasms this machine...Ohhh..." Her mouth gaped open as the wheels continued to turn and the wooden cock was pushed up inside her. "... orgasms forced upon me...."

Red Sonja could see the woman's breasts were heaving up and down, her nipples stiff. She was sweating from the exertions, and her blonde hair clung to her sweaty face and shoulders. Honestly, she looked very sexy like this. The wooden cock was shiny with the woman's fluids. Her blonde curls and gaping pussy lips were matted with the froth of her cum. The bottom of the wooden cock dripped, and there was a sizeable puddle between the woman's feet. The dark wooden wheels continued to slowly turn.

"Ohhhhh...."

Red Sonja guessed, "Are you Queen Gweneviere?" She pulled her shawl from her head, revealing that she was not the old lady of her disguise.

"Yesss," The blonde woman gasped as the wooden cock moved down. "I am Queen Gweneviere. Did Arthur send you to rescue... meeeeeee?" She squealed as the cock moved back up.

"King Arthur?" mumbled Sonja, "Yes?" She wondered if the Queen did not know about what had happened to her husband. Perhaps that was something she should see in person. "I do not see a way to stop the machine," muttered Sonja. "I could just give it a few good whacks with my sword until it breaks?"

A woman's voice boomed from behind, "Do not harm my creation!"

Red Sonja spun around to see a woman with black hair, garbed in a long and tight, black dress. The dress was slit up the sides to her hips, and the neckline plunged to her belly button, revealing an abundance of pale cleavage. She had a beautiful face, and her dark eyes narrowed as she assessed the red-haired warrior.

Sonja reached under her tattered cloak to grab the hilt of her sword, as she started towards the woman standing outside the cell. This must be the Witch Morgana Le Fey, she assumed. But she stopped when six soldiers, with swords drawn, rushed into the corridor to protect the woman.

The Witch sneered, "I suggest you surrender." 

"I will not" replied Sonja. "Your soldiers look prettier than they look threatening. They must use their cocks more often than their swords."

"So be it. Look behind you," said the Witch, with a smirk on her lips.

"That old trick?" said Sonja.

Out of the corner of her eye, Sonja saw something big, drop from the ceiling. She did not get a good look at it before everything went dark.

---

When she awoke, Sonja found that she was naked. Big surprise there. She was bent forward, with her knees barely above the stone floor. She was strung up in some kind of pillory secured to the floor. Her hands were held up beside her head, while shackles and chains bound her ankles, keeping her feet wide apart. Her weight was distributed between her feet on the floor and her wrists and neck in the wooden stocks. Her naked breasts hung beneath her, and she shook her head to move the red hair from her eyes.

The next thing she saw was the dark-haired Witch smiling down at her. Also present were the six soldiers, all of them naked and lined up, three to either side of the Witch, and they were stroking their stiff cocks.

Morgana explained, "Dearest, you have insulted my men. As an apology, you shall allow them your body. I shall return later. You should not bite, as you are not in a position to avoid retaliation." Morgana nodded to one of the soldiers, and turned to walk out of the cell.

Red Sonja opened her mouth to yell at the retreating Witch, "You--mmph..."

The prisoner's outburst was muffled by the cock shoved into her mouth.

"That be a good lass. Suck my cock," said the soldier pushing his stiff cock into her mouth. "Use your tongue and make me howl like a dog. Do it good, and we'll take it easier on you."

There didn't seem to be any way to resist, so Sonja did as she was told and began to use her tongue on the soldier's dick. With each thrust of his cock into her mouth, she used her tongue underneath the shaft. Sonja's saliva coated the cock and drooled from her lips.

It didn't take long before the soldier grunted, "Oooohhhh..." and he emptied his balls in the prisoner's mouth.

Red Sonja swallowed the warm, sticky cum, thinking it may be the only nutrition she might get for some time. She sucked the soldier firmly, feeling the last of his cum ooze onto her tongue, as he pulled out of her mouth. She swallowed again, before the next soldier stepped up to take his turn at her open mouth. As the second soldier put the head of his cock on the prisoner's tongue Sonja could hear soft sobbing and moaning coming from the next cell.

Queen Gweneviere groaned "OOooooo..." Her chains rattled, as the machine brought her to another orgasm.

After the second soldier had deposited his cum in the prisoner's mouth, the four soldier's behind him began to get impatient for their turn.

"She got more than one hole, aye?" said one of the soldiers.

"Aye!" the others agreed this was so. The line was divided, as two soldiers stepped around behind the red-haired prisoner.

Sonja felt something wet, split her fleshy pussy lips apart. Then a cock pushed into her, and the anonymous soldier grabbed her naked hips and began to fuck her. 

Less than a minute later, the unknown soldier groaned behind her, and Sonja felt the warm gush of his cum inside her. Then his cock was gone. Her pussy did not remain empty for long, as another cock was quick to fill it.

Immobilized as she was, there was nothing for Sonja to do but remain bent over in the pillory. She rocked back and forth, while her mouth and pussy were filled by the soldier's cocks. The only good thing about this, was that she was accumulating the cum she was going to need to create the jewel that would get her out of this Hell.

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It was the top if the hour when Morgana returned and stood in front of the red-haired prisoner, surveying the dripping cum on her chin and the puddle beneath her.

"Mmm, you look delicious," said the Witch, as she swiped a finger under the glob of cum hanging from the prisoner's chin. She sucked her finger clean, and said, "Do my men not taste wonderful? I make certain they all eat fruit after every meal."

"To the Icy Wastes with you, Witch," snarled Sonja.

Red Sonja was not in a good mood, after being fucked by the soldiers. Her face was dripping with cum. The red hair framing her face, was matted with sticky cum. On the ground beneath her were two wet puddles. Both her jaw and pussy were sore.

"What a temper," smiled Morgana. Then she began to pull the skirt of her long dress up. "You are lovely..." The hem of the black dress rose to her knees, exposing her black slippers and pale legs. "... I confess jealousy that you have enjoyed my men..." The hem of the black dress rose to her hips, exposing the neatly trimmed black hair on Morgana's mound. "... I must have a sample."

Morgana held the skirt of her black dress bunched around her waist, as she spread her feet and pushed her hips forward so that her pussy was in the prisoner's face. "Lick me. Make me moan pleasurably, or you shall regret it."

Sonja knew there was not much she could do in her present position, and stuck out her tongue.

Morgana pushed her hips forward, feeling the prisoner's hot tongue against her clit. "Mmmm..." She took a step forward, pressing her pussy against the prisoner's mouth.

Sonja took some relief that the routine of six men fucking her, was broken by a woman's pussy in her face. She sucked at Morgana's clit and smelled the perfume that the Witch had dabbed in her trimmed black hairs. Sonja pushed her chin forward and slid her tongue along Morgana's pussy lips.

"Gooood..." Morgana gripped the back of the prisoner's head and held the woman's face against her pussy, sighing with pleasure as Sonja's licks became more willing

The bound Sonja could do nothing but comply, and she pushed her tongue into Morgana's slit, tasting the wet juices that were now leaking forth. She used her tongue to fuck Morgana's pussy, her mouth smearing with the Witch's juices.

Morgana watched the red-haired prisoner lick and suck at her pussy. Globs of cum on the prisoner's face were transferred to her curly hairs and naked hips as the prisoner moved her head back and forth. The prisoner's hot mouth found her clit again, and sucked it firmly before pushing her tongue back inside.

"Yesssssss!" Morgana's hips shook, and she gasped with orgasmic pleasure, before squirting Sonja's mouth with her womanly cum.

Morgana released the prisoner's head and stepped back, grinning at the redhead with her mouth and chin glistened with her cream. She still held her black dress bunched at her waist. Using her free hand, she rubbed her pussy and collected her own nectar on two fingers. And she used her thumb to wipe a glob of her soldier's cum that had been transferred from the prisoner's face.

"You do lick well," said the Witch as she sucked her fingers and her thumb. "It is a pity what will happen to you next." She let go of the black dress bunched at her waist, letting the skirt fall to her feet in a silky cascade.

Red Sonja licked her lips, and could smell Morgana's perfume on her nose, "You are going to let me have a bath and send me on my way?" she asked hopefully.

"Oh Dearest, you have a gift of humor," laughed Morgana. "Nooo... I had planned to humiliate you."

Red Sonja complained, "Most people would consider being chained and fucked by six men... a pretty good humiliation."

"Whore, have you not enjoyed my men?" replied Morgana. "Perhaps you will enjoy the next event. Mordred gets a turn."

A dark-haired, slender and naked, young man stepped out of the shadows to stand behind Morgana. He was slightly taller than the Witch, and looked like he could be her son.

He said, "I have watched over her, Mother, and my loins do ache."

Mordred kissed Morgana's shoulder, as both of his bare arms slithered under her arms and groped his mother's breasts through the black fabric of her dress. He gave the red-haired prisoner a bright smile as Morgana leaned back against him, her hard nipples visible under the black silk. The raven-haired witch turned her head and kissed her son as he squeezed her breasts.

Sonja watched the mother and son share a passionate kiss, as if nobody else was in the room. "Well, I don't want to complain," replied Sonja as a glob of cum trickled from her chin and fell onto the floor, "...but after getting fucked by your soldiers, one more cock is not going to scare me."

Morgana turned back to the prisoner and licked her lips as Mordred continued to hold her. She laughed at the redhead's bravado. "Oh I am inventive beyond credit you give. My spies say your name is Sonja? I like the informality of first names, with one who has licked my pussy." Morgana untangling herself from her son's arms and stood straight. "You have seen the devastation beyond my castle? That which was wrought by my Dragon. But you have yet to lay eyes upon the Dragon? Mayhap, you have already seen it but a fleeting second, before you were captured? Allow me introduce... my Dragon."

The dark-haired young man stepped to the side, from behind his mother.

Sonja looked at the bare-chested young man in puzzlement for several seconds, until she realized something was happening to him. He was growing larger... much larger. His skin was being replaced by reptilian scales. His face started to elongate into a snout. His outstretched arms began to grow into wings.

"You are the Dragon!" Sonja gawked in wonder.

The transformation stopped and reversed itself. The wings shrunk back into arms, and his snout flattened, and his body shrank, leaving the dark haired, naked young man standing there.

"A spell of my own creation," Morgana explained. "Tonight at the feast, Sonja and Mordred shall be center of attention, when my son takes you before the eyes of all. Mordred shall be within partial Dragon form. Nary full size, but enough Dragon cock to make you beg for mercy."

The image this conjured up in Sonja's mind made her flinch inwardly, but she did her best to keep up a brave front.

"You have not heard the best part," laughed Morgana. "Messengers have gone to Castle Camelot and given notice that the King and the Knights must attend. They have no choice but to comply with my magical control. They shall bear witness to their Champion's humiliation, totally and utterly defeated. Once Mordred has finished with you, I shall allow him to destroy King Arthuria and the Knights!"

Sonja stared up at the Witch. "Aren't you supposed to break out in some type of maniacal laughter about now?"

"Most definitely," Morgana cackled, "Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaaaa!"

"Not the best evil laugh," replied Sonja. "I think you need to practice more. Why don't you go work on that, and we can try this again in a few days?"

Morgana tilted her head, "Tonight, Dearest Sonja. You shall have a few hours to wait. Tonight my Dragon will mate you in public. All shall see your breasts bounce while you scream for mercy."

Morgana, Mordred, and guards, filed out of the cell, leaving Sonja chained in the pillory, covered in cum, and contemplating how to escape.

If she had not been Red Sonja, the mightiest swordswoman in the world, she thought she might have been scared. She was left in the dark, with nothing but time to think about what was going to happen to her. Even so, her heart was hammering, and every time she heard a noise, she imagined the door opening and they were coming to take her to her ordeal. 

---

An hour later, the door did open, and a group of soldiers trampled in. They carried a dozen buckets of warm water, rags, and soap. At least the soldier's knew how to clean things. They left her chained in the pillory as they scrubbed the cum from her body and hair. After she was rinsed, they unlocked the prisoner and pulled her from the stocks, to march her out.

After crouching in the stocks for that length of time, Sonja could barely walk, let alone fight. She went along quietly, held between two of the soldiers, as she tried to regain her strength and wait for a chance to escape.

The men brought Red Sonja to a set of double doors. When they swung open wide, Sonja could see a great hall that was packed with revelers. All heads turned to watch the naked Sonja being led into the room.

Despite everything that had happened to her recently, Sonja still blushed as she felt everyone staring at her nakedness, as she was led into the center of the room. She saw King Arthuria and Sir Lancelot and the other Knights. They looked pale, and seemed to be struggling with the compulsion that held them there, but they could no more escape than Sonja could.

"Lords and Ladies," Morgana Le Fay announced in a high bright voice. "I present, Sir Sonja, the Red Knight." The Witch strode confidently around the prisoner, and continued, "For your viewing pleasure, Sir Sonja shall challenge nothing less than a Dragon!"

There was a flash of light, and a large puff of smoke. Suddenly Mordred was in the room beside Sonja. He was transformed halfway into a monstrous Dragon, though a man-sized version. The Dragon was still seven feel tall, crouched on muscled rear legs, and his wings spread out fifteen feet. The front legs looked vestigial, and curled up against it's chest, but when Sonja looked between the creature's legs, she saw there was nothing vestigial about the red cock that was as long as her forearm. Like the rest of the Dragon, the cock sheath and scrotum were covered in fine green scales. The red shaft that emerged from the sheath had a bumpy texture and thick veins.

The soldiers had dropped Sonja to the floor, and now she tried to stagger to feet, and run away from this monster.

The Dragon hopped forward and reached out with it's strong wings to wrap around the red-haired prisoner and capture her.

Sonja beat at the wings, trying to push them apart, but she was too weak from her ordeal, and the creature was too strong. The Dragon pulled her backwards, towards it's shiny red cock, which waited to impale her. Struggle as she would, Sonja was inexorably drawn backwards until she felt the hot cock press against her ass.

"Release me!" Sonja pounded against the wings, but the effort was in vain.

The Dragon grasped her naked hips with it's small forearms, holding her tightly as the creature shifted behind her. The monster's clawed feet forced Sonja's feet apart. Then she felt the knobby shaft of the cock push between her thighs and slide against her pussy.

Sonja looked down to see the pointy red tip emerge from between her legs. "It's too big," she gasped.

The Dragon pushed her forward, forcing her to take a step. The pointy red cock between her legs disappeared and suddenly pressed against her pussy. The forearms of the Dragon pulled her back, and she felt the creature's hot cock pushing inside her. Slowly, Sonja was pulled back onto the Dragon's red dick, until half of it was inside her.

"Ughhh..." Sonja groaned as she struggled on the cock.

The Dragon unfurled its wings, revealing that Sir Sonja the Red Knight was in the clutches of the Dragon's forearms, bent at the waist as the Dragon impaled her pussy with it's red cock. Some of the attendees gasped at the spectacle. Others watched with aroused gazes, as her large breast swayed, while she tried to free herself from the Dragon's arms.

Morgana Le Fey now sat in her high-backed chair, with both of her hands under the table. Her hands were under the slits in the sides of her dress. She rubbed her clit with one hand as she fingered her pussy with the other. Morgana's stiff nipples were visible against the black silk of her dress. She was fixated on the Dragon, as she watched her son fuck the Red Knight.

Half of the Dragon's cock filled Sonja, and still the creature thrust deeper. Sonja felt the pointy tip of cock touch her cervix and then mash against it, as the entire length of the Dragon's cock was somehow embedded inside Sonja.

"Ughhh..." Sonja grunted as the cock filled her.

The huge cock felt like it was going to split Sonja in two. The room swam in her vision, and she saw people gawking and pointing at her. The Dragon held her tight and slowly started to pull it's cock out. When just half of the cock left inside, the Dragon humped forward, and pushed back inside the helpless Red Knight.

"Ughhhhhh!" Sonja cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Time after time, the Dragon did this, relishing the pleasure and the pain it was inflicting on the busty Knight. Each time it drove it's cock back into Sonja, her big breasts bounced and she grimaced.

"Ohhhh... Ohhhh... Ohhhh..." Sonja lost count of how many times the Dragon stabbed its mighty cock into her.

Suddenly, the Dragon pulled it's cock all the way out. Sonja hung limply in the creature's grasp. The creature lowered her to the floor and rolled her onto her back, causing her big breasts to flop and her red hair splay on the stone floor.

The Dragon stepped forward and crouched over Sonja, with it's muscled hind legs trapping her naked hips. The creature's shiny red cock settled between her breasts. Then the wet, thickly-veined cock was dragged down to her belly, leaving a wet trail, and then pushed back up again. With the knobby cock nestled between her big breasts again, the red tip of the cock settled on her chin. Then the red cock pulsed, and began to spurt cum.

A stream of hot cum spewed onto Sonja's cheek as she turned her head and closed her eyes. The creature's cock slid down, continuing to spew it's hot, creamy cum on her neck, breasts, and belly before it stopped.

Sonja lay gasping, as she could hear the applause and cheers of those watching the display.

After catching her breath, Sonja began wiping the cum from her face. She sat up on her elbows and saw Morgana standing near, and looking down at her.

The Witch in the black dress said, "I must admit, it is a surprise you are alive. Nary another woman Mordred has played with, has survived the Dragon's cock."

"I get a lot of exercise," muttered Sonja, staring up at the Witch and trying to look about to see if there was an escape.

"Yes, on your back, as we have observed," laughed Morgana. "No matter, we have a second act in your performance tonight." She gestured to the soldiers. "Clean Sir Sonja, to be presentable."

Several soldiers ran up with buckets, soap, and rags. They splashed Sonja and wiped her clean, right there, as she sat in the middle of the room. The water and diluted cum flowed into runnels in the floor that were designed to direct any fluids from the feast, to the side wall, and out exterior spouts, where the liquid poured into the moat below.

When Morgana was satisfied, she waved away the soldiers and again approached Sonja. She was carrying a sword, that Sonja immediately recognized as her own. The sword gifted by the Goddess.

Morgana said, "I am most curious to weave the spell used on King Arthur. I sense your sword brims with magic of the Gods. This shall make the most spectacular result."

Sonja sat in shock. Surely the Witch did not mean what she thought she meant. Sonja tried to rise, but as Morgana began to speak her spell, Sonja was compelled to sit on her butt.

Spirits of night and darkness
On your power I call
Give this woman before you a penis
To match her prowess in battle genius

Some type of cloying fog gathered around Sonja as the Witch spoke. Then Sonja felt a terrible wrenching between her legs that doubled her over in pain. It was like invisible hands had seized on her clit and tugged at it.

"GODDESS!!!" Sonja screamed from the pain that seemed to go on forever.

When the pain stopped, Sonja lay on her back, moaning softly to herself. She squirmed from side to side, and felt her arm flopping onto her naked hip. When she rolled to the other side, her arm flopped over. Sonja sat up on her elbows, and realized that her arms were where her arms should be. She looked down, and between her legs was a ruddy cock, bigger than King Arthuria's, and as big as that of Mordred the Dragon.

"What have you done!?" Sonja screamed "You have turned me into a ghastly freak!"

"Do not despair, Sir Sonja," laughed Morgana. "The spell has not taken hold yet, but it shall be permanent soon. To allow fairness, I have wrought means for you to undo the spell, if you are quick and care not for your reputation."

"What, what do you mean?" demanded Sonja.

"If you can suck yourself to climax quickly, and fill your mouth with cum, the spell shall be undone. You decide, if you will spend the remainder of the days, bearing your mighty cock between your legs... or get to masturbating. We shall enjoy watching you make up your mind."

Sonja's gaze traveled the room, to see everyone staring back at her, wondering what she would choose. With a deflating exhale of frustration and anger, Sonja laid back on the floor and grasped her huge dick. She began to slide her hands up and down the shaft. Humiliation took on new meaning for Sonja, as she lay on the stone floor, in front of a hundred people, and masturbated in front of them.

She heard ribald comments coming from courtiers that would have made a sailor blush at their crudeness. As her cock stiffened she wrapped her hands under her thighs and rolled her hips upward as she pulled her knees toward her shoulders. Bent such, her large cock now lay between her large tits and rested against her chin.

Everyone in the room was bustling for position, waiting to see if the naked Red Knight could go through with this obscenity. Could she degrade herself as to stuff her own cock in her mouth? Could she suck herself and cum in her mouth? Could she do it with all these people watching?

Sonja's pulse quickened, as people urged her to open her mouth and suck her own cock. Shame flooding her, as Red Sonja bent her neck and opened her mouth to take the head of her own cock . Even with such a huge cock, all she could get inside her mouth, was the head. But that was enough for her to suck and tease with her tongue.

An old woman shouted, "Suck it. Cum in your mouth!"

"Yessssss!" roared much of the crowd, and Sonja wished she were dead.

"Time draws near" called Morgana. "Suck harder than that!"

Sonja saw King Arthuria, Queen Gweneviere, Sir Lancelot, Sir Kay, Sir Galahad and the others Knights also watching her, unable to turn away from the sight.

"Almost time..." called Morgana in a mocking voice.

Curse this Witch, Sonja raged to herself, and began to run her tongue all over her cock head, licking it with everything she had, while squeezing her lips tight about the head.

"Almost there..." called Morgana helpfully.

Sonja redoubled her efforts, applying her full strength to her lips sucking on the cock, while she let go of one thigh and used her free hand to stroke the underside of her cock. In her balls, Sonja felt the pressure of cum stirring and starting to rise.

"And... time is--" began Morgana but she didn't have time to finish her sentence.

"Mmmmphh...!" Sonja squealed as her magical cock throbbed between her breasts.

Sonja could see her balls jerk, as cum spurt out of her cock and between her sucking lips. She sucked and stroked, and swallowed her own cum greedily, not knowing how much she had to swallow to undo the spell.

Finally, her cock stopped throbbing and there was no more cum to suck. Sonja let go of her other thigh and dropped her head back as her body unfolded. She lay gasping on the floor, with saliva and cum trickling out the corners of her mouth, and her deflating cock hovering over her thigh.

The assembled court cheered and applauded the depraved demonstration.

Sonja didn't feel any different. Was she too late? Had she humiliated herself to no purpose? Just when she was about to concede defeat, she felt her cock tingle, and then it began to shrink.

Within seconds, Sonja's huge cock was returned to her normal-sized clit, and her sword clattered onto the floor next to her.

Everyone was still clapping and cheering at the events that had just unfolded. Morgana Le Fey was actually surprised that Sonja had beat her challenge.

Sonja sensed opportunity in the chaos, and rolled to the side to grab her sword hilt. She rolled back to her other side, and with the momentum, flung her sword like a dagger, intending to skewer the Witch.

Morgana Le Fey was a powerful Witch, and despite being taken by surprise, she cast a quick spell that froze the sword in midair, a hand's distance from her chest.

Morgana laughed, "Hah, hah, haaa! Nice throw, Sir Sonja. But you cannot best the greatest and most powerful Witch!" She gestured with one hand.

The sword fell to the floor with a clatter.

An old, but firm male voice shouted, "You are correct Morgana. Though you are the most powerful Witch in the world, look upon the most powerful Wizard in the world!"

Everyone gasped as a gray haired, old man stepped forward, leaning on a staff.

King Arthuria cried out, "Merlin! All thought you dead?"

"Not dead, merely imprisoned," replied Merlin, as he stared at the Witch. "Morgana caught me with trickery, but she spent much power defeating yon woman, and neglected her hold upon me. Face me now... Witch against Wizard!"

"Old fool," shrilled Morgana. "You should have run when you had the chance!"

Merlin shrugged. "I was never quick enough to flee with the rats, Morgana. My lust for knowledge differs greatly, from your lust for power."

Merlin made a gesture at King Arthuria and Knights. Each of the stumbled and groaned, grabbing a chair or table to steady themselves. They were all transformed back into their whole male selves.

Red Sonja looked up at the powerful figure of King Arthur who once more held the Sword Excalibur. There seemed to be a glow about the King as he thrust his sword in the air.

"Fools," screamed Morgana. "You are all within my castle, with my men, and my Dragon! Kill them!"

The soldiers began to surge forward, outnumbering the King and his men three to one, and the Dragon prepared to pounce.

To the astonishment of everyone in the room, King Arthur laughed. "Only three to one, and a man-sized Dragon that shant grow fully to size within this room? These..." and he gestured to Lancelot and Kay and Galahad and the rest. "...are the mightiest Knights in the land!"

Red Sonja retrieved her sword and stood beside the King, still naked and sore, but ready to fight.

"And... Sir Sonja the Red," proclaimed the King.

"My liege," bowed Sonja, "We have an unfinished affair here."

"Agreed," shouted Sir Lancelot.

The room erupted into a melee of sword fighting and magical fireballs, as Morgana called forth her arts to attack Merlin.

"Fall, damned Wizard!" yelled Morgana, as she unleashed her magical power in a massive attack on the wizard.

When the smoke cleared, Merlin remained standing, leaning on his staff. His breathing had quickened slightly, but that was the only sign that he had exerted himself.

Morgana gawked at him, unbelieving the Wizard still stood.

"My turn," Merlin said, and he waved one hand at the Witch.

Suddenly Morgana Le Fey was engulfed in column of blue-white flame, that burned with a heat that made everyone fall back and cover their faces. A horrible screech erupted from the center of the flaming pillar, and then it was gone, and so was Morgana Le Fey.

At her disappearance, the Dragon Mordred surged forward, intending to avenge his mother.

King Arthur and Sir Sonja intercepted the creature, swinging their swords. Excalibur, the mightiest magical sword, and the Goddess-enchanted blade of Red Sonja , cleaved down either side of the Dragon's neck, and the monster crumpled into a bloody heap on the floor.

---

After the battle was over and the remainder of the soldiers routed, King Arthur and the Knights rode back to Camelot to celebrate their victory.

Red Sonja was finally able to talk to Merlin, and explain why she had sought him.

The wizard nodded gravely while listening to her story. "This is not a good thing," he said when she was done. "I have heard of the Wizard Taurus. He is a powerful sorcerer, and with all ten jewels, there is nary a limit on what he could do if it doesn't destroy him. It is too much power for mortals to wield."

"I don't mean to be disrespectful about magic," said Sonja, "but these Ten Hells and the um... cum requirement seems a perverted piece of magic."

"Indeed," agreed Merlin, "It is what one finds when Gods and Goddesses are involved."

"Gods and Goddesses?" echoed Sonja questioningly.

"Yes," replied Merlin. "Clitoria, the Goddess of Whores. Back in time before time, the Gods and Goddesses accepted Clitoria, and all shared her bed," recounted Merlin, "As eons marched, Gods and Goddesses wanted respect... and the Goddess of Whores did not align with parables of family, motherhood, and rearing children. They came to believe she was not worthy in the celestial kingdom. She was cast out of the heavens at the hand of other Gods, and Clitoria swore revenge upon them."

Sonja concluded. "So they cast her out... and she made these Ten Hells as some kind of challenge?"

"Yes," affirmed Merlin. "None thought it possibly to unlock Clitoria's Ten Hells. Traversing the Hells has proven most difficult. Enduring what is needed to craft each jewel is also difficult. Yet here you art, in Clitoria's Seventh Hell. You have only three remaining after this one." The wizard added, "It is not an easy task ahead, and it shall become more difficult to acquire the ummmm... substance needed. Your body grows sated, and you must have more of the substance, or more unusual methods to collect the substance, to craft further jewels."

"That explains why I have yet  to craft the jewel in this world," sighed Sonja, "despite being fucked by Morgana's soldiers, and a Dragon, and even sucking myself off."

"Err... precisely," murmured the wizard.

"So what do I do now?" asked Sonja. "Do I give up?"

"You would be welcome to remain at Camelot," said the Wizard, "But that is not your destiny. I sense you have a chance to craft all ten jewels and complete the quest."

"But if I succeed, and give the jewels to Taurus, he may use their power to destroy the Gods and Goddesses!"

"I foresee one path upon which you may defeat him and the others," said Merlin. "Listen closely!" The wizard began to whisper into Sonja's ear.

She nodded in understanding. "That will not be easy," was all Sonja finally said of the plan. "Still, it is better than no hope, and no plan at all. But how do I escape from this place?"

"I have an idea for that," said Merlin sheepishly. "And the Queen and King have already agreed..."

"Follow me." said Queen Gweneviere, as she appeared in the doorway as if summoned.

---

Queen Gweneviere led Red Sonja through the castle, "Merlin says you are on a quest most unusual, and the King owes you a great much." The wizard followed both of them.

The trio entered a large room where the King and the Knights were seated about an ornate round table.

The Queen gestured towards the table. "Merlin says yon Round Table and it's magic, will aid your quest. So, you shall be the first woman fucked on the Round Table!"

Red Sonja blushed at the candidness of the Queen, and the spectacle that was Merlin's idea. "Thank you your Majesty for the offer," Red Sonja reflected, I should not be embarrassed by this. Everyone here has seen me fucked by a Dragon. If Merlin has a plan to get me out of this Hell, so be it. She asked, "Your Majesty, who shall I... lay with?"

"Why,  me of course," said Queen Gweneviere as she started to remove her robe.

Sonja stared at the Queen in shock.

The Queen caught the look on Sonja's face and smiled. "Merlin says your sexual needs, must be satisfied by one whom you have not yet shared. I am told you have made acquaintance of my husband and his knights hencepast?"

"Yes," blushed Sonja.

King Arthur fidgeted in his seat.

Queen Gweneviere laughed, "Oh, do not worry my husband," she said to Arthur. "Merlin says that one effect of Morgana's spell, made all of you much aroused, compelling you to fuck anyone."

As she talked, Gweneviere removed the last of her clothes and stood naked and quite unashamed in front of Sir Sonja, King Arthur and all the Knights. Then she took a goblet that was offered by Merlin, who was doing his best to avert his eyes from the Queen's naked body.

"Cheers," said the Queen, as she drank all of the liquid, and returned the goblet to Merlin.

"Ohhhhh!" The Queen's body went into convulsions and she doubled over.

King Arthur stood to rush over, and Sonja reached for the Queen.

Queen Gweneviere straightened up and waved help away. After a few more breaths, she recovered. "Tis fitting we make use of the very spell that Morgana created," said Gweneviere with a smile.

Sonja noticed that the Queen was growing a cock between her legs. It was not monstrous, and looked like a regular, well-endowed dick.

"You mean...?" asked Sonja and she trailed off, not sure what to say.

"Yes," said the Queen. "Sir Sonja, I order you undress, and lay on yon table. Spread your legs so your Queen may fuck you!"

"At once your Majesty!"

Sonja removed her cloak and armored top and loincloth, and boots, with practiced speed, and climbed onto the table. All of the Knights gazed lustfully as her big tits swayed. Sonja sat on her hip, in the middle of the table, and rolled onto her ass. She laid back on the smooth wood and her big breasts spread to the sides. The table felt warm on her back, instead of cold as she had thought it might be. She looked upside down at King Arthur standing above her head. He smiled down at his Red Knight.

All eyes moved to the Queen, including Red Sonja, who propped herself up on her elbows. The Queen climbed onto the table, and stroked her magical cock as she hobbled forward on her knees, as Sir Sonja spread her legs.

"My husband says your pussy was most pleasurable, wrapped about his cock," whispered the Queen "I shall confirm that boast!"

Sonja opened her legs wide, and laid back on the table again. She rubbed her red-haired pussy with both hands, using her fingers to pry open her pussy lips. "I am ready, your Majesty," whispered Sonja, gazing up at Gweneviere's beautiful face as the Queen crawled on top of the busty warrior.

"Take my sword in your sheath," the Queen positioned her cock and pressed it at the opening between Sonja's fingers. 

The thrill of being fucked while the other knights watched, had already made Red Sonja wet, and the Queen's cock slid all the way into her with one thrust. Gweneviere's curly golden hairs met Sonja curly red hairs, and Sonja moved her hands to grab the Queen's arms as she leaned over her.

The Queen rested for a second, laying on top of Sonja, with her cock sheathed fully inside Sonja. She bent down and kissed Sonja softly on the lips, their breasts pressing together. Sonja's head rose a fraction, to meet the Queen's kiss. They held this embrace, tongues twining around each other for a minute. Sonja lifted her legs to wrap around the Queen's hips. 

When the passionate kiss ended, a strand of saliva briefly connected their lips as the Queen leaned back on her knees. Gweneviere looked down at their joining as she pulled out a bit. Then the Queen's hips moved forward, and she bit her lower lip as she watched her cock disappear beneath Sonja's curly red hairs. 

"Mmmm..." Sonja moaned as the Queen began to slowly thrust in and out.

The Queen grinned, "Most Divine."

Both women enjoyed the sensations of pleasure that ran through their bodies with each stroke. Sonja's hands reached up to grope the Queen's big tits as she started to pick up the pace, driving her dick in and out of Sonja's pussy, faster, harder and deeper. Sonja's big tits wobbled and her body moved back and forth on the table, as the Queen quickened her pace.

Sonja's legs clamped around the Queen tightly. "Ohhhh, your Majesty! Fuck me!" she moaned, as her body climbed towards an orgasm.

"Sir Sonja... the Red Knight..." The Queen gasped between thrusts, "...Slayer of Dragons... the best fuck... in all of Camelot!"

Sonja squeezed her legs around the Queen's waist, "Ohhhhhh!" her hips shook with her orgasm.

The Queen felt Sonja's pussy clenching and relaxing, and her own climax followed, "Ahhhhhhhhh!" the Queen's hips held still, and then jerked, as she deposited her royal seed into Sonja.

Then the Queen collapsed atop Sonja, and the two women lay there on the round table panting and short of breath. Sonja waited expectantly for the sensations that indicated the jewel was forming, but felt nothing. She pulled her legs from around the Queen and planted her bare feet on the Round Table. The Queen pushed herself up, hovering above Sonja, as she looked around.

Sonja realized that King Arthur and all the Knights around the table, were standing and stroking their hard cocks. Of course they had enjoyed the sight of the Queen fucking the busty Champion in front of their eyes.

Queen Gweneviere rolled off Sonja and lay next to her, smiling.

"For Camelot!" shouted the King.

Sonja tilted her head back, to look upside down at the King. She watched him stroke his cock, and then saw a strand of pearly cum arc over her face, and felt the sticky seed land on her chin and cheek. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue as a second strand of shiny white cum flew over her face and landed on her chin and tongue.

"For Camelot!" shouted the rest of the Knights.

One after another, the Knights stroked their cocks and began to spurt their Knightly seed onto Sir Sonja and the Queen's bodies.

Queen Gweneviere held both of her breasts, twirling her nipples as her cock was shrinking. She quickly turned her head to face Sir Lancelot. They exchanged a knowing nod, and she opened her mouth wide. Sir Lancelot positioned his cock next to the Queen's mouth and stroked his shaft.

King Arthur observed Sir Lancelot's cock spurt cum into his wife's mouth, as his own cock dribbled onto Sonja's splayed red hair. Then his wife, Queen Gweneviere, closed her lips around Sir Lancelot's cock and greedily sucked the last of the Knight's cum, as her husband watched.

Red Sonja turned to look at Sir Kay, who stood on the other side of Arthur, and opened her mouth. The Knight had already released one gush of cum on Sonja's breast, and was about to release another. He pointed his cock at her face, and spurt the last of his cum into Sonja's mouth.

Sonja swallowed, and turned back to look at the Queen. Suddenly she felt the familiar twinge in her pussy. "Ohhh!" she gave a scream of part pleasure and part pain, and rubbed her red-haired pussy with both hands.

The King and Knights watched Sir Sonja finger herself, amazed at her whorish reserves, and gawked, thinking she was masturbating after all that had just occurred. Sonja reached inside herself and pulled out the jewel. It was a lovely sapphire that glistened with her juices and the Queen's cum.

Sonja quickly sucked on the jewel and her fingers, and then attached the sapphire to her silver necklace, with a flash of light.

A flaming blue rectangle opened in the air, beside the table.

"The Siege Perilous," breathed Arthur.

The naked Queen sat up on the Round Table. "Tis a Miracle."

Sonja scrambled, slipping and sliding in the cum that drizzled the Round Table. She was still naked as she gathered her clothes and sword belt. With an unceremonious bow to the King and Queen, she stepped through the flaming rectangle.

Continued in Chapter 9

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