Chapter 2 - Syndra and Irelia - Fall of the Blades

Dedicated to MarsProject.

I colored all of Syndra's dialogue Purple. Let me know if you find it annoying and I'll change it back.

This chapter had an update! I added another thousand words. Feel free to give it another read.






Syndra sat on her throne, leaning her cheek into her fist. Dark energy zapped around the room, flowing through runes carved into the walls by the temple's builders. Little bolts of darkness crisscrossed the floor, rushing under and around an opulent red carpet that led out of the throne room.

She was playing with her balls.

Watching as they whizzed through the air, her entire body expressing boredom. Directing them with her eyes, they flew violently around, nearly crashing into the solid Ionian rock before redirecting themselves around. It almost seemed like a solar system, created by a child with a penchant for destruction. She sighed deeply, her magic heavily tainting her voice.

"Haaaaaahhhhh…"

Syndra threw down her hands, and the balls came crashing to the floor. She lifted herself out of her throne, but did not accept the bounds of gravity, and stayed floating in midair. She breathed deeply and looked down, wincing as she noticed her raging erection had popped free of the thin fabric covering her nethers, standing free in the throneroom. She frowned, and tried to shove it back in, but it stayed resolutely at attention. In fact, because of her touching it, it actually grew another inch, putting it just past her uncovered navel.

Syndra gave up, and merely floated forward with her sizable manhood pulsing in full display.

Outside was a large domed hallway that ran all around the temple in a ring. She chose to exit directly across from the throne room, where she passed through a flowered atrium and out into her courtyards. The trees were in full bloom, covered with delicious pink fruits. Syndra moved up to the edge of the huge stone disc upon which the temple was built and floated slowly to the ground. Her feet, nearly uncovered with only a strip of fabric under her arches, made barely a whisper as she set down. One of the many burbling streams carved into the rock passed by her only a foot away, splashing over the edge into a waterfall that eventually hit Ionian soil several miles down.

Syndra leaned over the edge, her hard cock preceding her face. It was quite common for the solitary gravity mage to spend hours here, her feet dangling over the precipice, and it was not at all rare that she sat with an unloved hard-on (certainly invisible miles above the fields of Ionia), solemnly massaging her fat shaft and wishing for someone to share her gifts with. Since she had naturally large breasts, her cock was only 4 inches when it had stopped growing. Unhappy, Syndra had magically gifted herself with a little extra length, standing 5 and a half, to help ensure that any woman who she ever found would be properly hers.

She waved her hands over her eyes, and her sclera turned a deep purple. She gazed over Ionia, suddenly able to see with vision a thousand times better than a hawk's. The island's villages and people made themselves clear to her, a lonely voyeur, and she called out in her mind for a person to love.

There were hundreds of tiny villages dotting the green landscape, each with its own fair share of lovely maidens. As it was said, the women of Valoran were all endowed, whether below or above the waist.

Then her eyes darted across a small outcropping of rock nearly half a mile off the coast of Ionia, a place she had never looked at before. She could clearly make out a figure with its back turned to her, a figure in standing repose. A woman, with her hands clasped together above her head, and… back-length silver hair?

Oh.

Irelia.

Syndra scoffed and stood up again, her dick waving in the wind as her barely-contained breasts jiggled. She was looking for someone loose, and found Irelia. Great. Looking at her clothing, she had to be one of the most prim ladies in the League, next to Karma or the yordles. She may have one of the most mesmerizing asses in the entire world, but she would never… eh?

Irelia made a quarter turn, giving Syndra an eyeful of her engorged cock. Syndra's mouth popped open. It was big, very big, at least 10 inches by her estimate. The dark sovereign suddenly shuddered with the idea of dominating the huge woman with her own tiny penis. In general, the larger woman would take the role of the male, since those with the largest breasts had the smallest cocks, and were therefore more matronly with their breast milk… but Syndra was a person who had based her entire psyche around control, and had never surrendered her virginity, would never.

Syndra glanced down to her own cock again, realizing it was spilling trails of precum off of her floating island and down onto Ionia. "You are in favor, then?" she spoke breathlessly to her needy cock, her voice modulating with uncontrolled magic. It twitched in time to her heartbeat.

 

Irelia was standing on the rocks, her entire body stripped down to nudity. She knew that she was utterly alone, and no one could see her. Here, on the northern archipelago, a place she went to when she required release from her own body.

Combat on Summoner's Rift was taxing, to say the least. While summoning magic protected the body from any lasting harm, their minds were still primal in their fear of death. Irelia had "died" thousands of times, each time merely returning to duty on the summoning platform less than a minute later. She probably fared better than the majority of champions, perhaps less than the battle-hardened army generals like Garen or Darius, but certainly better than the peaceful Starchild or gentle Janna.
But the main source of stress was the women she had to fight.

Beautiful, leggy, busty women. Stunning, gorgeous specimens of the female form. As curvy as Karma, as powerful as Vi, as aggressive as Akali, and uninhibited as Elise. All day she fought for control of top lane, secretly being teased to insanity by sexy female champions, and was completely unable to deal with her pent-up sexual frustration. The Kinkou forbade her to couple with those in the League, to ensure "balance" as Shen put it, a safeguard that that champions did not grow attached to champions they would be expected to kill at some point. But, each time she sunk her metal blade into one of the females of the League, she imagined what it would be like to sink her flesh blade into them.

And so she simply stood in meditative pose, imagining herself without her need, essentially convincing herself that she did not have it, and eventually, after several hours of painful erection, her lust would subside.

Not lately, though. Irelia had literally been showing up to League matches already hard, trying her best to keep anyone from noticing. However, the idea that she could suddenly pounce and take one of the women, Akali maybe, into the brush and truly satisfy herself- Certainly distracting enough to affect her performance. She had asked for the weekend off to meditate, because it was becoming harder and harder (literally). She felt as if she was going to explode, and her vows to keep her shaft pure meant that she could not simply jack off.

Irelia turned to the side to face the ocean, its wet water lapping at the solid rock, just like a wet tongue lapping at a solid cock-

"Aaaaaaahhh…" Irelia let out a needy moan, daring to allow herself to grip her meat for just a moment, giving it one solid pump from tip to base, coaxing a dollop of precum out of the tip scandalously. She tore her hand away, shocked that she had given herself to her body. A lifetime of abstinence, wasted!

"So, are you as ready for this as I am?"

She whirled around, sending her long dick into an embarrassing jiggle as Syndra made herself known. Irelia quickly hid her body with her hands, covering perhaps half of her youthful breasts but not even a third of her virile breeder. She realized with a shock that she had not brought her father's weapon, she was entirely defenseless without her hiten blade, never expecting to be attacked on this isle. The purple-garbed mage continued to gaze at her with lusty eyes, floating aggressively towards her with her pulsing cockhead in full view.

"Why… what are you doing here!?" Irelia nearly shrieked, left entirely out of her element, her usual air of stoic confidence shattered by her own surrender a moment ago.

Syndra's balls whirred around her violently. "I am here for you, of course. The Queen of Ionia must keep constant vigil over her subjects, and I found you wanting…"

Irelia's face hardened, a deep V forming on her forehead, but her lust made it impossible to ignore the busty woman's beautiful body on full display. "W-What could I possibly want from some power-hungry mage like you?!"

Syndra leaned forward, gazing at Irelia's fat cock, and inhaled deeply. She smiled widely, and her purple lipstick shimmered.

"I can smell your arousal as surely as I can see it, child. Your body wishes for a mate, and I am here… to provide…" she said as she languidly stroked her cock, allowing her pre to spill onto her hand, pulling it away so that it created long strings of cum between her palm and her head.
 
"Well, whatever you think you know about me, it's wrong! I don't want to do anything to- with you!" But even as she said it, she knew she was lying. She was torn between longing and tradition. Her honor and self-worth could be put in jeopardy forever, she could never truly trust her own word again… and yet, what would truly be the consequences of sleeping with another woman? Hadn't the goddesses also blessed the female race with cocks? Could she continue to justify her steadfast chastity? Irelia's mind was clouded with sex, unable to come up with any sort of reasonable argument in the face of twenty-two years of abstinence. Did she want it?

Syndra simply watched as the young woman twitched, trying to keep a determined combat stance, while simultaneously covering her luscious assets as her mind was torn between destinies. She imagined running her hands through Syndra's plush silver hair, embracing her body, capturing her lips with her own-

A lifetime of frustration…
For…

For… what?

To impress Karma?
 
"You want this."

After a few moments without moving, Irelia's hands dropped to her sides and she simply gazed at Syndra with tired eyes. She didn't move, but she did want it. Badly. Syndra smiled.

Syndra drifted to the ground, pointing at her swelling meat. "This is your fate, Irelia: To become a fertile breeding ground for my royal spawn. Fear not, your Queen will ensure that you love it."

The idea of enjoying sex was too much. Irelia's foot jerked quickly towards the floating mage, sending her cock into a lewd bounce. She managed to stop herself from taking another step. "I don't think… this is a good idea…"
 
"Don't be so stuck in your ways. Ionia is changing, softening. Just look at Karma. Even when before she was wrapped up tightly in a cloth cocoon, she now bares her tattooed leg. It will only be a matter of time for her, too, my child."
 
Irelia bit her lip, her cock straining to get nearer to the seductive woman. She could see the feminine lubricant dripping down her legs. Ohhhh…
 
"You know what I am saying is true. Don't fight it. Come and embrace your Queen. In a few years, your shame will be gone forever, and you will be remembered as the first of many. The rewards for being my right hand will be… plentiful."
 
As she said it, she gently began to influence the gravity affecting her lube. It began to drip out rapidly between her nether lips, running down her legs into a disgusting puddle on the ground. Syndra moaned lustily.
 
"Ahhhhhh~!"
 
Seeing the lewd display, Irelia's entire body shuddered with lust. She had been able to contain it when the huge breasts and pendulous cocks were only in her mind, but now it was impossible. She wanted it! How badly she wanted it!
 
Syndra eyed the young girl, knowing she was standing at the edge of a mental cliff and it would only take one more little push.
 
"Say yes, Irelia. Give in to your natural desires. If you do, I will give you… my virginity." 
 
She brushed aside her small dick, showing her pink and puffy lips still dripping wet.
 
Syndra was right. It was the push she needed. "Yes... yes. My answer is yes! I can't stand it anymore! Show me what true passion is, Syndra."
 
Irelia practically flew towards the woman, her inhibitions burned away by Syndra's metal powers. The two women embraced at last, their busts pushing together, wrapping their arms around their slender waists. Their lips sunk into one another's instantly, the women kissing and tasting each other's lips with a passion born of pure lust. As Irelia's dick pressed up against Syndra's warm stomach, cum immediately began to surge through it, at last finding a little bit of attention. She screamed into her mistress's mouth, her tongue flapping uselessly as Syndra lovingly massaged it with hers. Irelia humped into Syndra's stomach, rubbing their cocks together as hers spilled entire cups of cum everywhere, uselessly. Her fat shaft was ever so virile, her thick cream having aged in her prostate for years finally coming out, gumming them together. Her orgasm was coming!

Meanwhile, Syndra's brain was working overtime to not only keep the girl distracted with pleasure, but also to impose her own will upon the Will of the Blades. With her mental defenses erased by the pleasure, she closed her eyes and dove into her mind. She rummaged through the woman's memories, her brain set up like a vast library. Her magic was displaying Irelia's neural pattern as something that Syndra could search and manipulate. All she had to do was find her set of values, and replace them with ones of her own… But she had no idea where to start looking.

"Yessssssssssss!" cried Irelia, her flow accelerating, powerful spurts erupting constantly and really making a mess!
 
Syndra, still deep inside her mind, saw one of the books glowing. An entry was being altered. She rushed over to it and found that it was a record of all her relationships between people- She conjured an ink pen and flicked down to the S's, rapidly altering her own entry.
 
Syndra- The Dark Sovereign.
 
She noticed the lists of statistics between Irelia and herself, rated on a scale of one to ten. She scanned for the relevant information. She began to cross out the old values and refill them with ones that suited her purposes.
 
Adoration, 1 10

Irelia's emotions were bubbling up. At last, her first orgasm! It felt unlike anything else she had ever tried, such a distinctly sexual feeling, the rush of seed, each heartbeat pumping more pleasure through her virgin system. It didn't show any signs of slowing. She didn't care that she wasn't dumping cum into something, it just felt good to get it out! How generous of Syndra to allow her to do this! She tried to prove it by moaning into their passionate french kiss.
 
Devotion, 0 10
 
Her knees gave out, and her mouth pulled away, her tongue flopping out, her lips covered in purple lipstick but still connected with saliva. She almost felt like crying… She was so happy to be holding the one she loved. Nobody had ever given her these feelings before. She gripped Syndra tightly, her years of going without a single person to love, even her parents, spilling out suddenly and forming an unbreakable bond between the two futanari. She would do anything for her…
 
Status: Enemy Mistress
 
Irelia nestled her face into the woman's juicy breasts, her hands still hugging her around the waist as her cock spilled a useless puddle onto the bare rock. Mistress was so wonderful…
 
Just before she was about to put away the pen, Syndra had a marvelous idea. She spent a few moments looking around for Irelia's book that kept the information she had on herself, and found glowing a little ways away.
 
She quickly looked down the enormous table of contents, finding the right page… Ah. Irelia's personal stats.
 
Dominance- 7
 
Syndra stared at the number for a moment, then made up her mind. She quickly crossed it out, and turned it into a little purple 0.
 
Syndra placed the book back on the shelf, a huge smile on her face. She closed her eyes and returned her consciousness to the real world, looking down to find the nearly-insensate virgin nestled like a child between her huge breasts. She was pleased to find the girl clutching her desperately. Irelia looked so utterly subservient, first in a long line of breeders, her once-strong convictions broken. She knew that the fun was only beginning.


* * *


Irelia's eyes popped open at the foreign contact. She was lying on her back, face up, her arms stretched out to her sides. Something was pressing up against her vagina. She snapped her head up, revealing her position on a rock slab that had been rotated to show its flat side up, almost like a bed. While her hands were not tied, she felt a slight pull around her arms that kept them gingerly in position. She knew that she could pull away if she wished to. Past her own wagging cock, Irelia finally noticed Syndra's beautiful face. Her heart calmed slowly, trusting that whatever her mistress had planned it would be marvelous.

Syndra's small head pressed up against her swollen nether lips, the pale woman taking it slowly. She looked Irelia in the eyes, licking her lips at the prospect of her first valuable conquest. She had taken other women before, but never anyone important. With a groan, she entered with her rod of ages, pressing aside her virgin walls commandingly. Irelia whimpered, but did not complain. Only an inch in, Syndra encountered a block. She pressed ever so gently, feeling it give slightly, realizing this must be Irelia's maidenhead. She gasped.

"Staggering… an adolescence of combat, within the League and without, and you have not lost your hymen through battle damage… Dear child, your gift is pleasing to your Queen."

Syndra called out once more, "Barriers exist to be broken!" She thrust forward, taking the girl as her own. Permanently. Irelia's eyes popped wide open and she screamed, biting her lip as she knew there was now no going back. She belonged to her mistress forever. How wonderful…

Syndra had totally let her new control go to her head, quite literally, which (unfortunately for everyone else) could only strengthen her psychic powers.

Her dick seared. It felt raw inside Irelia's tight walls, almost like she was being milked. Well, if it was cum she wanted, then the dark sovereign had only too much to provide. She pushed forward, Irelia's lips coating her thin shaft in a thick lube that made it gloriously easy to get inside.
 
She hit another solid wall once she was nearly all inside, realizing this was Irelia's cervix. She pressed only a little harder, and Irelia moaned as her stomach bulged. Syndra, now armed with the first glorious sensations, began to rut.

Irelia clenched her eyes, riding out the new sensations. Her nearly foot-long cock ached, pressing its head up against her stomach and adding to the lake of precum that she had plastered them with a few minutes ago.

Syndra drew air in between her teeth as her cocksleeve milked her, perhaps unconsciously as her walls gripped and throttled her dick pleasurably. It was a league beyond self-manipulation, whether with her own hands or some kind of magic. While only Syndra knew how to best please Syndra, the natural and organic sex had a special charm that blew masturbation out of the water.

Irelia turned on her side, pulling her arm out of the balancing magic to rest underneath her head. It felt… Felt…

How could one lie to oneself?

It felt amazing, staggering, and on many levels, life-altering. She had entirely forgotten about the pain, instead focusing on the amazing sensations emanating from her special place. It felt like her mistress was showing her a new way to live life. She groaned as Syndra's corruption afflicted her further, driving the Will of the Blades into a deeper corner in her own mind, as the submissive Irelia ballooned in her psyche. She allowed her top leg to curve out of the way so that her mistress could enter her better, twisting to show off the greatest ass in the league.

Syndra felt her orgasm approaching, breathing deeply from the exertion as her huge breasts obscured her vision. She felt her clothed nipples twinge as the leather rubbed up against them. She noticed herself beginning to sweat, such a change from her usual power without limit Syndra ground her teeth and let out a cry-

"I will not hold back!"

Irelia fell onto her back again, her hands falling to her own untouched meat, jacking it uncontrollably. Mistress' cock was filling her up..! She screamed as the hot shaft reamed her insides, her brain drowning in pleasure as she came as both male and female at once. Then, in the back of her mind, the Will of the Blades gave one rasping breath, and slept.
 

With Irelia lying insensate on the rocks once more, Syndra palmed her sweaty forehead, slicking it off onto her jiggling breasts.

"I had no idea it would be so easy," mouthed Syndra to herself… "How can this be? Is Irelia not as strong as we are to believe, or…" then an idea came, and her purple lips curved menacingly. "But of course it was easy. I am the most powerful woman of our age, of any age. Their minds are mine. I control whomever I want! I simply haven't tried before. Hah."

Syndra noticed that her cock had not softened. She touched it gingerly, and felt the rush of lust fill her up again. She blinked, realizing something was wrong. After a moment, she found what it was: She had gotten even longer, and swelled to a thicker girth than she was before. Her dick seared.

It was a shocking moment. Could, perhaps, a woman claimed… give her the strength to enhance herself?

Syndra's mouth dropped as she realized her future. "So much untapped flesh..."

Syndra looked at her hand, clenched it as dark power began to radiate from her fist.

"More! I can be so much more… A whole world to toy with, let them try to stop me."


Syndra sat on her throne, leaning her cheek into her fist. Dark energy zapped around the room, flowing through runes carved into the walls by the temple's builders. Little bolts of darkness crisscrossed the floor, rushing under and around an opulent red carpet that led out of the throne room.

Irelia was kneeling between her legs, slurping away at her 6-inch dick.

Syndra tilted her head back, opening her mouth with a small "Ah" as her cocksleeve worked. Her other hand joined the first, pressed up against the back of Irelia's head, her palm pressing her deeper into her crotch, her fingers playing in her beautiful silver hair.

"Mmmf?" ventured a hopeful Irelia.

Syndra looked down. "Keep going, I'm almost there," she breathed.

Irelia adjusted her hands on Syndra's thighs. The new slave redoubled her efforts, her tongue bathing every perfect inch in adoration. She had been working hard to suppress her gag reflex and now she only felt a little tickle as her mistress' cock massaged her very throat. Of course, her uvula had never been tested before, even though a futa of Irelia's length and flexibility could have easily (and often fantasized of) sucking her own dick.

Syndra gasped again, releasing Irelia's head. Her wonderful veiny fem-dick pulsed, sending shot after shot of semen into her receptacle's hungry mouth. She arched her back, containing her urge to thrust-

"Not so deep… I want you to taste this."

Irelia nodded and pulled back, her lips coming to a rest around Syndra's mushroomed head as cum poured out, filling her mouth and threatening her nostrils. Her mistress' cum tasted absolutely divine. Before it was able to completely fill her up, she opened her throat and felt the creamy seed spill down her esophagus.

"Don't swallow all of it."

Irelia sucked greedily for ten more seconds, moaning as the flow appeared almost endless. Finally she popped free, her mouth pressed together in a cum-drooling "o."

"Come up here, child."

Irelia climbed up her body, winding as sinuously as she could.

"Feed me my seed."

Irelia pressed her lips against Syndra's, the soft muscles resisting less than a second. Irelia tilted her head almost sideways and her tongue snaked into Syndra's mouth, depositing the sweet cum inside. An entire mouthful ran between the two sluts before Syndra's own tongue penetrated into Irelia's mouth, partially breaking the seal of their lips and allowing the sticky, salty sperm to run down onto Syndra's body.

The women made out as if they had cared for each other for years, tasting, licking, and smacking their lips and tongues. Their busts pushed together, Syndra's engulfing the young Ionian's, and Irelia's dick continued to spew pre. The kiss was long, deep, and hard, such that both women were moaning down each other's throats, and they had to break away multiple times to catch their breaths, which only added to the mess on Syndra's chest.
 
Irelia drew away from her, licking her lips to break the trails of semen that stretched between their faces. She retreated meekly, sitting on her feet between Syndra's legs, gazing at her still-erect cock.

Syndra swilled the delicious mix of Irelia's spit and her own semen in her mouth, then leaned over and vomited it into a clear crystal chalice. The sexual swill filled the chalice halfway with white swirly liquid, a single drop rolling down the side. She took the cup in one hand and reached down to her slave's crotch, grabbing her dick and jacking it a few times. Finally receiving attention, it came almost immediately, shooting load after powerful load into the chalice. Semen now ran quite openly down its side.

Syndra brought the goblet to her lips, nearly going cross-eyed with the smell. She dared to taste a tiny sip, which made her pussy gush. She placed it again on the small table, noticing Irelia's eyes following it the entire way.

"You can chug that down later, once it matures a little."

Irelia nodded slowly, glancing down at her own drooling shaft.

Syndra's cock throbbed at the display of total domination, allowing another bead of precum to settle on its tip. Irelia. Irelia! Irelia, a slave. The strongest of all Ionians, hers!

And if the strongest could be hers, then who could stop her?













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