Hela pulled her mouth off Maegor's cock with a final, teasing swirl of her tongue around the tip, swallowing the last drops of his cum as she rose to her feet. Her lips glistened with saliva and his release, a satisfied smirk playing on her face. She wiped her chin casually, her eyes locking onto his with a mix of affection and mischief. 'Come on, love,' she said, straightening her disheveled robe. 'Let's get back to our chambers. There's something I need to tell you about our family—about why this doesn't have to change everything between us.'
Maegor nodded numbly, tucking his shrunken dick back into his pants, the afterglow mixing with a fresh wave of embarrassment. As they walked hand-in-hand through the dimly lit corridors, leaving the snoring guard behind, Hela leaned close, her voice a low murmur. 'The royal family in Asgard... we've never been bound by mortal ideas of fidelity. Sex, orgies—they're as common as feasts. Even my mother, the queen, indulges in gang bangs with the soldiers. She'll take three, four at a time, letting them pound her holes until she's overflowing with their loads. And Odin? Sometimes he just watches, stroking himself while they rail her senseless, her screams echoing through the halls.'
Maegor swallowed hard, his mind reeling at the image—Hela's mother, a regal figure of power, bent over and filled by rough warriors under the Allfather's gaze. 'But... you never—'
Hela squeezed his hand, her tone softening. 'Only you, my pure-hearted husband. You wanted monogamy, a simple life away from all that chaos. For 200 years, I respected it because I love you. But now? With your new deity awakening... it's alright. We can embrace this. I'll still come home to you, suck that cute little cock whenever you need. But I won't be caged anymore.' She kissed his cheek, her words both a promise and a challenge, igniting that strange thrill in his gut again.
They slipped into their luxurious chamber, the door sealing behind them with a soft click. Hela stripped off her robe, revealing her flawless body—curves marked by faint red handprints from the guard's grip—and crawled into bed, pulling Maegor down with her. 'Sleep now,' she whispered, curling against him. 'Tomorrow, you'll see how deep this runs.'
The next day dawned bright over Asgard's golden spires. Maegor awoke alone, Hela already gone on some errand of state. He stretched, feeling the subtle hum of his dual deities—books for knowledge, cuckolds for... whatever twisted power was budding. His cock twitched at the memory of last night, still at its reduced 12cm even flaccid, a constant reminder.
As he dressed, a familiar chime echoed in his mind, the system's interface flickering to life like an ethereal notification.
[System Alert: Cuckold Deity Activated]
[Your wife, Hela, is currently sucking a dick. Witness to gain XP? Use Watch Function to observe.]
Maegor's heart pounded, a flush creeping up his neck. Humiliation twisted with arousal, his small shaft hardening instantly. 'Watch Function,' he muttered, activating the power. A holographic vision bloomed in his vision, crystal-clear as if he stood there himself—projected straight into a private alcove deep in the palace barracks.
There was Hela, on her knees beside her mother, the queen—a stunning woman with silver-streaked black hair, her body every bit as voluptuous as her daughter's, though marked by the maturity of centuries. Both women were naked, their creamy white skin glowing under the torchlight, massive breasts heaving with anticipation. Kneeling before them was Volstag, the burly warrior god, his massive frame towering as he gripped his enormous cock—thick as a wrist, veined and throbbing—at the base.
'Now you're on your knees, bitches,' Volstag growled, his voice rough with lust, a smug grin splitting his bearded face. 'I've always wanted a mother-daughter duo, and today is the day.' He grabbed Hela's hair first, yanking her forward until her lips stretched wide around his bulbous head. She moaned eagerly, her tongue lapping at the salty pre-cum as she took him deeper, cheeks bulging with the effort. The queen joined in seconds later, her mouth attacking his balls, sucking and slurping noisily while her hand stroked what Hela couldn't swallow.
Maegor watched, transfixed, his hand unconsciously slipping into his pants to grip his own pathetic erection. The system's XP counter ticked up already, just from the alert.
Volstag thrust his hips, fucking Hela's face with short, brutal pumps. 'That's it, princess—suck like the royal slut you are.' Saliva dripped from her chin, strings connecting her lips to his shaft as she gagged softly, eyes watering but locked on his with submissive fire. The queen hummed around his sack, her tongue tracing every ridge, before Volstag pulled out of Hela's mouth with a wet pop and shoved into the older woman's throat instead. 'Your turn, queen. Show me why Odin lets these soldiers wreck you.'
But Volstag wasn't done with orals. He hauled both women up by their arms, spinning them around and bending them over a sturdy wooden bench. Hela's ass cheeks spread naturally, her pink pussy already slick and puffy from arousal, while her mother's hole winked invitingly below, framed by thicker thighs. 'Look at these creamy white pussies,' Volstag rumbled, slapping Hela's ass hard enough to leave a red imprint. The crack echoed, making her yelp and arch back. He smacked the queen's next, the flesh jiggling enticingly. 'Beg for it, whores.'
'Fuck us, Volstag,' Hela panted, wiggling her hips. 'Stretch our cunts with that fat cock.' Her mother echoed the plea, voice husky: 'Fill me like the soldiers do—harder than my husband ever could.'
Volstag laughed, lining up behind Hela first. He slammed in without mercy, his girth splitting her folds wide, bottoming out against her cervix in one savage thrust. Hela screamed in pleasure, her walls clamping down as he started pounding, hips blurring with speed. Slap slap slap—his balls battered her clit, juices squirting out around his pistoning shaft. He reached over and fingered the queen's pussy roughly, three thick digits plunging in and out to keep her dripping.
After a dozen brutal strokes in Hela, he pulled out—his cock gleaming with her cream—and switched to the mother. He buried himself balls-deep in her experienced hole, groaning at the tight heat. 'Fuck, you're both so wet for me.' He alternated now, fucking one for a minute, then the other, their asses rippling with each impact. Smacks rained down on their cheeks, turning the pale skin pink, then red, as they moaned in unison.
'Whose dick is better?' Volstag demanded, yanking Hela's hair to make her look back at him while he railed her mother. 'Mine or your pathetic husbands'?' He emphasized with a deep grind, making the queen wail.
'Yours!' Hela gasped, pushing back onto nothing as he switched again, his cock spearing her fresh. 'Your cock is so much bigger, hits so much deeper—Maegor's little thing could never!'
The queen bucked wildly as Volstag returned to her, his free hand pinching Hela's nipple across the bench. 'Volstag's! Fuck, it's better than the Allfather's—thicker, harder! Ruin us!'
Maegor stroked his tiny cock furiously in his chamber, pre-cum slicking his palm as he watched his wife and her mother debase themselves. The humiliation burned, but the pleasure overrode it, his balls tightening. The system pinged again:
[XP Gained: +500 for witnessing mother-daughter infidelity.]
[Cuckold Power Unlocked: Enhanced Arousal Aura—Your presence amplifies partners' lust when cuckolded.]
Volstag's pace quickened, sweat gleaming on his muscled back. He grabbed both women's hips, pulling them together so their breasts mashed against each other over the bench. 'Gonna flood these royal cunts,' he grunted, hammering Hela first—her pussy squirting around him as she came, screaming his name. Then the queen, her orgasm milking him until he roared, pumping thick jets of cum into her depths, overflowing and dripping down her thighs.
He switched one last time, shoving into Hela's spasming hole to unload the rest, painting her insides white. Both women collapsed, panting, asses up and leaking his seed, as Volstag stepped back, admiring his work. 'Good bitches. Come back anytime for more.'
The vision faded as Hela and her mother shared a conspiratorial kiss, cum trickling from their used pussies. Maegor came hard in his hand, ropes of his own weak load spilling over his fingers, shame and ecstasy crashing together. 'Hela...' he whispered, wondering what fresh depravities awaited.
[System: Level Up Imminent. Embrace your role, Cuckold God.]