Chapter 139: Deal with Basma.

"So, Colt, what is it?" Fatima said after pulling her mouth away as I smiled. "I want to have a drinking party with just you and your daughters. I will let you in on a little secret: I already slept with two of them. One more and we can all be one big happy love-making family, so can you set it up for us in a secluded part of your palace near a bedroom so I can help one of your daughters rest after drinking too much?" My words made her chuckle.

"You bad man, already fucking my daughters behind my back. Was that why you despised last night? Raiding one of their rooms and breeding them with this massive thing." She said while sliding a hand into my pants as I laughed. "It would be a sin to withhold this dick from the ladies of this world. Who am I to deny them a taste of heaven?" As I spoke those words, Fatima rolled her eyes at my egotistical attitude but smiled.

"Well, you are right. It would be a sin not to let women get a taste of it, I think I will get a little taste of it right now." She said, squatting down in her noble gown as she undid my pants, pulling my dick out of the opening in my underwear, and started to suck it. "Fuck, I do enjoy your mouth, Fatima," I said while picking up a map.

I noticed that the Beastmen Empire was close to the Demon Lords' land, only a dozen or so kingdoms separated them. I bet the reason the Beastmen didn't take those lands was to use them as a shield just in case the demons acted up. Those kingdoms will be perfect for my bases. I needed staging areas for my airplanes and was looking for a place to set up bases.

If I controlled the Kingdoms between the demons and the Beastmen, it would force the Beastmen to fight on two fronts. As I was thinking, a strong sucking force pulled me back out of my thoughts as I moaned. "Okay, I will put work down, Fatima," I said before putting the map back on the table and looking down at her.

"So will you help me? Bed your married daughter." I said with a smirk as she nodded while sucking on my dick, making me moan as I felt her tongue moving around my cock. "That's a good mother, you just want to let your daughter have a happy life. And the only way any woman can have a happy life is to be with me." I said with a wide grin as she nodded and moved my dick deeper into her mouth.

"Fuck, having the Queen of a nation suck on my dick has always brought me great pleasure. I think from now on, I will make the fallen Queens into my plaything because nothing turns a man on more than making someone submit. Well, at least for me that is." I spoke as I grabbed her head and began to move my hips. I make Fatima gag as I thrust violently into her throat.

Saliva flowed down her chin as I went at it for five minutes. "Fatima, make sure to swallow it all like a good slutty Queen," I grunted out as I started to blow my load into her throat, making her gulp it down. She struggled for a while until I slowly stopped cuming and pulling my dick out of her mouth as I held her hair as she panted and gasped for air.

Slapping her cheeks with my cock as I spoke. "Make it happen, Fatima, and if you do a good job, I will reward you with my dick later," I said, looking at her face that was laced with a thick cloud of lust, as she nodded and spoke. "I will make sure to bring them to a secluded room where we can drink. I have a special kind of alcohol for my daughters." She said, lost in lust.

Nodding as I let go of her hair, she sat on the floor, still trying to catch her breath, as I picked up the map and spoke. "I will wait for your word, for now I will be using this map," I said, leaving the room as she sat there. "Did the Prime Minister return to her room?" I asked the guard near the door as he nodded.

"Tell me which way her room is," I asked, and he pointed the way, told me which hallways to take, and said there were guards from her country guarding her bedroom door. I nodded and started to walk towards the Prime Minister's room. It took me five minutes to finally find it. Stopping in front of the door, the guards stopped me.

"Please tell your Prime Minister, John Colt is here to talk to her," I explained as one nodded and knocked on the door. "Enter." Basma's voice said as the guard entered and closed the door as I waited. I wanted to hurry up into the room and take her, but I had to hold back for now. I can't let the info of our future relationship get out just yet; I need Basma to stay in power for now.

The guard exited the room after a minute and spoke. "Please enter." He said, letting me inside and closing the door behind me. Basam was behind a screen, and I heard the sound of bathwater as a few maids from her country stood around. "Sir Colt, may I know why you have come?" She asked through the screen. "I wanted to talk to you about the Beastmen Empire, but I don't think it's right to talk about it with your maids here," I said.

I heard movement in the water as the maids left the room through a side door. I watched them leave and close the door. "They are gone now, please go on." She said, as I smiled while moving my hands and taking off my shirt. She couldn't see me through the screen as I spoke.

"I was thinking about making the Beastmen fight on two fronts," I said as I took my pants and underwear off. "How will you do that?" She asked me. Smiling as I started to walk closer and playing with myself as I spoke. "I can travel through the air, and I can also summon a massive army, which is my ability and the reason why I have become so strong," I explained.

"How big of an army?" She asked while lying in the bathtub. "Well, it's big but more powerful than its size. I can't go into detail about it, as I don't know you or your nation very well. But if you and I become closer, I would be more willing to explain more of it." I said, she chuckled as before she spoke.

"And how would we do that, Sir Colt?" She said, but what she didn't know was that I had already gone around the screen, standing where her head was resting against the bathtub as I spoke. "I think letting me fuck you would help." My words shocked her as she quickly stood up, and I grabbed her to cover her mouth so she couldn't scream.

Basma struggled trying to break free as I picked her up and carried her to the bed. She noticed that her clawing and hitting weren't doing anything to me. I smirked, looking at her before throwing her onto the bed. "Don't you scream, I am strong enough to kill your guards and maids. I don't think you want their deaths to be on your hands." I said, making her stop from screaming.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked me as I chuckled. "What man wouldn't desire sleeping with a seductive beauty like yourself? I shall show you part of my army, and let's see if you think it would be worth spending one time with me if it meant fewer of your people's deaths." I could use my skills to make her have sex with me, but I wanted her to choose it herself as I summoned one of my smaller drones.

The sight of it shocked her. "What is that?" She asked me as I smiled. "This is called an Artorias drone; they are the smallest of my army. But their firepower can bring down tens of thousands without getting tired. My drones do not eat, do not sleep, do not feel fear. They carry out my orders without question; they are the perfect soldiers." I said while climbing onto her bed.

"They have slaughtered 400,000 soldiers of the Warish Empire, and that was when my army was way weaker. Now it has grown 100 times bigger, and within a month it will be a million times bigger. The Beastmen Empire won't stand a chance if I go to war with them, but I need a stronger reason than just Fatima. I want your help with that." I said as she looked at me.

"What do you want me to do to earn your will to fight in this war?" She asked me as I got closer to her, making her lie down out of fear, looking up at me. "I want you to help me sleep with all the Queens and princesses of the nations going to be at that meeting of yours. That includes the ones of your own nation. Do this, and the Beastmen Empire won't ever be a problem for your nation or any other one again." My words shocked her to the core.

"I can't do that." She said in protest, making me chuckle. "Basma, how many of your nation's men will die in battle if you go to war with the Beastmen Empire? Hundreds of thousands or even millions, what about the other nations? Some of the smaller ones may never rise again. With my help, the death toll will be so low it wouldn't seem like a war at all. I am not saying tell them I want to fuck them, just get all of them in a room with me. I will handle the rest myself. Do we have a deal?" I said.

Basma contemplated this; she knew that I was the third strongest being to her knowledge, and the fact that she had heard that the Warish Empire had suffered a blow to their army and royal family. Meant this man was probably the one who did it, she bit her tongue and resolved herself.

"I agree to your terms." She said.