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Chapter 90: Meeting in the Sky
🕑 Added 2022-12-29 04:00:01 +0000 UTCMichael led Xenia through the cathedral-like atrium of the basilica and into the grand stair case that ascended the entire structure.
He turned to Xenia, “This staircase will take us to the highest point of the building past where the elevators will take us. Care to take a walk?”
She smiled at him, “Trust me. You can’t wear me out. Many men have tried and failed.”
The two began to climb the staircase all the way to the top floor. Once reaching the 50thfloor, the usual whole floor layout ceased and instead they began to ascend within a long, skinny spire stretching into the air above them. As they walked around the spiraling staircase leading ever upwards, open air windows gave them both a view of the city below in all its splendor.
Michael made casual conversation with Xenia as they continued to climb, “By the time we reach the top, we will be 103 floors in the air. The same height as the Empire State Building. Furthermore, the 103rdfloor of this spire houses a small meeting room heavily guarded by various artifacts and latent ki from my ancestors including Pope Gregory. There is no safer place to have a meeting within the Holy Light Empire.”
After several more minutes of climbing, they came to the very top of the spire. They entered a room large enough to only fit a handful of people. A table with four chairs stood in the middle of the stone-walled room, and several open-air windows gave panoramic views of the city below.
Xenia walked to one of the windows as she looked down upon the city below, “Its beautiful.”
Michael took his seat at the table and responded, “The city below us is and always will be one of the most beautiful in the world.”
She turned to face him and sat across from him, “I quite like this setting. All alone. Just the two of us.”
Michael nodded, “Yes, well, the people of this empire-“
Xenia interrupted him immediately, “Before we discuss this new empire of mine, I’d like to discuss whether or not you have obtained the items I requested.”
Michael smiled at her, “It was by no means easy, but… in the lower-level vaults of this basilica, you will find that I have safely stored everything you have asked for and more. Aside from the supplies, materials, and items you requested, you will also find my family heirlooms which have fallen into your ownership. They are items of great historical value to our people as well as items of great power in battle. It is indeed where my father found his sword he used in battle against you.”
Xenia’s eyes lit up and she immediately stood as she pushed her chair back in the process. She aggressively walked around the table and put her hand on his shoulder as she sat against the table facing him, “You have done well Michael. I am ready to reward you in any way you see fit.”
She then sat on the table directly in front of him and hiked her leg over his head displaying her flexibility as she sat with her legs hanging from the table on either side of his legs.
Michael looked her sexy body clad in her black latex dress up and down as he stuttered, “You are a generous ruler. However, might we first discuss aspects of the Holy Light Empire I think you need to be apprised of?”
She assumed a serious face and said, “You are quite right. The people of this empire are a tinder box waiting to erupt. Your father pushed them to the brink by making the rich richer and the poor poorer. You do know the Holy Light Empire has the widest gap in standard of living and income equality of all developed nations in the world don’t you?”
Michael nodded, “I am all too aware of that; however, you will need the support of the elites if you wish to maintain control and order. The two most powerful and most wealthy elites are Nathaniel Jackson and Solomon Batista. I highly recommend you pay them a visit and assure them of the stability under your rule.”
Xenia laid back on the table and arched her back, “Yea, yea. I will pay them a visit while you are off at the international conference of heads of states regarding what to do with little ole me.”
As she laid back and arched her back, Michael eyed her with lust as he gazed upon her tight waist and big boobs on full display through her tight dress. He also eyed her long legs covered in pantyhose just waiting for him to touch.
She leaned forward and caught him mid-stare. She took note but continued their current conversation, “I have a small change of plans regarding your meeting.”
Michael snapped out of his gaze and said, “And what would that be?”
She leaned forward and lifted his chin up with her finger and said, “I want you to tell them I am offering a brief armistice while I settle into my rule in the Holy Light Empire.”
Michael furrowed his brow, “What? But why? Don’t you have fairly imminent plans to invade and reunite the United States?”
Xenia laughed, “Michael. You clearly aren’t one for war, are you? Don’t you know?... The first casualty of war is the truth.”
She ran her hands up her body and leaned back on the table, “Now are you going to fuck me before you go? Or are you going to leave me yearning?”
Michael couldn’t take his eyes off of her legs which were wide open before him, yet he exercised discipline and was determined to finish the list of topics he needed to discuss, “Just one last item of business before we move on to pleasure. There seems to be a –“
Suddenly Xenia’s open legs clenched shut around his head. She leaned up and grabbed his hair as she firmly placed his head between her thighs and began to squeeze, “I’ve put off my pleasure long enough, and now I am going to take it!”
She leaned back on the table and moaned in ecstasy as she pulsed her strong legs around his head and neck preventing him from breathing.
She smiled and arched her back on the table as she listened to Michael struggle and release muffled yells from between her legs. He tried to pry her legs apart with his hands; however, the task was much too tall. No man could pry her strong legs apart once she clamped down.
She ran her hands through her hair and yelled, “If you aren’t going to fuck me when I tell you to then I will just use you in a different way.”
She squeezed harder and harder turning her on as she felt a gush of pleasure between her legs from hearing him scream into her. She moaned ever louder drowning out his muffled screams, yet no one heard them high above the city.
Xenia started to writhe in her pleasure as she ran her hands down her body and clenched a fistful of his hair as she gyrated her hips riding his face as she continued to squeeze him until finally she heard a loud ‘crack’.
She leaned up slowly and released the pressure of her legs to see his bright red face with blood running from his nostrils and eyes.
She sucked on her finger knowing that she had cracked his skull which was exactly what she wanted. She sat in his lap as he caught his breath, “Does it hurt?”
She ran her hands over his body, and he nodded, “Yes, Xenia. It hurts. I think you cracked my skull. I probably have a CSF leak dripping from my nose. I need to be healed immediately.”
“I could heal it.” Xenia smiled at him and lifted his chin, “But first let mommy kiss it to make it feel better.”
She began to kiss his lips making out with him as the blood ran down his face and nose and into the middle of their kisses. As she tasted his blood on their kisses, she moaned loudly, “I want more!”
She pushed him backwards tipping his chair over as he fell to the floor. She stood and moved to sit on the window ledge and commanded him, “Come here!”
She snapped her fingers and pointed between her legs. Michael began to painfully crawl to her. His head was in a daze, and his movements were stunted owing to his likely brain injury and CNS swelling.
He finally made it to her feet, and she said, “Now stand.”
He stood, and she enveloped his body with her legs around his waist and looked up to him as she drew him in close, “Now, the next time I tell you to fuck me, are you going to be a good boy, and do as I say?”
He nodded in a mental haze, and she said, “Good.” She ran her hands down his chest and said, “For now, since I’m already so close, I am going to use you until I orgasm. I hope you can endure me.”
She then wrapped her legs around his waist ever tighter as she leaned her head back out of the window using him as an anchor as to not fall. She shouted, “Touch me Michael! Grab me! Put me over the edge!”
Michael reached forward through the pain and grabbed her big boobs through her dress and gently squeezed them together before running his hands down her abdomen sensually. He then moved back to her boobs and grabbed them feeling her perfect breasts as she screamed out the window. He then soon succumbed to the pressure and the pain of her legs around his waist. His hands went limp and slumped to his sides, and he only wished he could feel her divine and perfect body more.
She moaned and yelled as she actively tried to crush his abdomen into nothing, “Yes! Mmmm, yes!” She grimaced and strained as she could feel his ribs crack and his internal organs begin to collapse under the pressure.
She shouted at the top of her lungs to the city below as she felt an intense rush of pleasure come over her with wave after wave as she began to orgasm time and time again. During these waves and rushes of pleasure, she lost track of everything but her own pleasure.
After her orgasm came to an end, she looked back to Michael to see her two thighs nearly touching with a thin thread of skin between them. She had completely clenched his abdomen shut pushing his internal organs aside or crushing them entirely.
She released her grip on him, and he fell to the floor. She looked down at him proudly, “I tried to make it fun for both of us.” She flipped her hair, “It’s always fun for me though.”
She then gathered healing ki and healed his body back to its normal state of health within minutes, “Luckily for you, I am a generous ruler.”
He patted down his body and stood in amazement. The miracle of healing that Xenia had never grew familiar. It was a power unlike any other on Earth even within her own family of monsters.
He said, “You are the height of generosity, Xenia. I have only myself to blame for my pain.”
She laughed, “You atoned quite well. I like you between my legs.” She then walked towards the door, “Come. Let’s go. I will see you off.”
