The Grand Master of the Asura Sect, a tall man with jet-black hair and eyes red like fresh blood, took the red silk leash hanging from my mother's collar without asking permission. He tugged it with casual force, making Lilia let out a muffled moan as she crawled behind him.
"Come, queen bitch," he said in a deep, amused voice. "Let's introduce you properly to the nobility of your blood."
Valthor walked beside him, holding Aiz's and my leashes. The three of us—my mother, my fiancée, and I—crawled single file down the black stone corridors of the Asura Sect. Our knees and hands scraped the cold floor.
Lilia's white dress had become stained with dust and dried cum during the journey. My feminine pink lingerie showed shamefully under the light clothes I still wore, and my 6 cm cock ached from how hard it was inside the tiny panties.
Aiz crawled with enthusiasm, her ass swaying side to side like a bitch in heat.
We reached the Grand Dining Hall.
It was a gigantic room, lit by red torches and black candles. In the center stood a long table of dark wood. Around it sat the main elite disciples—more than thirty elite warriors with bodies marked by scars—and the five Elders of the Sect, older men and women with cruel and lustful gazes. Everyone fell silent when we entered.
Valthor and the Grand Master sat on the main thrones at the far end. The three of us remained on the floor, on all fours, beside the table.
"Today we have a special gift," announced the Grand Master, tugging Lilia's leash to pull her to the center of the hall. "Queen Lilia, the arrogant noble with platinum hair, the same one who imprisoned one of our masters years ago. Now she comes as a bitch belonging to her own father and her cuckold son. Tonight she will be our human table. Eat from her. Use her. Break her."
The disciples and elders roared in approval.
Valthor looked at me and smiled coldly.
"Allen, Aiz… strip your queen. Slowly. I want everyone to see how the royal family offers its own blood."
I crawled to my mother. With trembling hands I pulled the white dress down her shoulders.
The fabric fell to the floor, leaving Lilia completely naked in front of more than forty people. Her large, heavy tits hung free, nipples already hard from shame. Her pussy and asshole still dripped slightly with Valthor's piss and cum. Her platinum blonde hair fell over her face like a broken cascade.
Aiz approached from the other side and removed Lilia's shoes, kissing her feet before pulling away.
"What a beautiful whore you are, mother-in-law," Aiz whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.
Servants brought trays of food: fresh fruit, roasted meats, thick sauces, breads, and honey. They began placing everything on my mother's body.
First they laid apple slices and grapes along her arched back. Then a small bowl of honey right above her ass, letting it drip slowly down her buttocks. A bunch of grapes was placed between her tits. A thick, hot sausage was laid between her thighs, brushing her open pussy.
"Kneel properly, royal table," ordered the Grand Master. "Ass up. Don't move or we'll whip you in front of everyone."
Lilia obeyed. She assumed the perfect human-table position: back straight, head lowered, ass raised. Her tits hung heavily. Her platinum blonde hair brushed the floor.
The disciples and elders stood up and surrounded the "banquet."
The first disciple, a muscular man with short hair, took a grape from between Lilia's tits and put it in his mouth. Then he leaned down and licked directly across one of her tits, sucking the nipple hard. Lilia moaned.
"What noble tits…" he mocked. "Soft like a queen's, but made to be sucked by commoners."
Another elder took a piece of meat from Lilia's back and, while chewing, shoved two fingers into my mother's pussy without warning. Lilia shuddered but didn't move.
"The whore is wet," the elder laughed. "The arrogant queen is already dripping just from being used as a table."
They ate like that for long minutes. Hands touched, fingers penetrated, tongues licked the honey dripping from her ass. Someone shoved a whole banana into her asshole and fucked her with it while another ate from her back. The banana came out covered in juices and was shared amid laughter.
"Eat, queen," Valthor ordered her. "Open your mouth."
A disciple shoved his hard cock into Lilia's mouth while still eating from her back. Lilia sucked between moans, saliva falling to the floor.
Aiz and I were forced to crawl under the "table." Every time food, honey, or cum fell, we had to lick it off the floor like dogs.
"Lick, useless son," Valthor ordered when a drop of honey fell near my face. "Lick what falls from your mother while they use her."
I licked the dirty floor, tasting honey mixed with my mother's juices. Aiz licked beside me, happy, her ass moving while a disciple fingered her.
Soon they started fucking her for real.
A young disciple positioned himself behind Lilia and thrust his thick cock into her pussy in one stroke. The human table shook. Food fell to the floor and Aiz and I dove to lick it up.
"Fuck her harder," shouted an elder. "I want to see the queen's tits shake."
The disciple fucked her savagely. Every thrust made grapes and fruit jump off her back. Another disciple sat in a chair and shoved his cock into Lilia's mouth, fucking her throat while he ate.
"Swallow, noble whore," he growled.
"Swallow while we use you as a table and as a hole."
Lilia moaned muffled, her body trembling. She came twice just from being fucked, squirts of juice falling to the floor that I immediately licked up.
The elders took turns. One fucked her ass while another tit-fucked her. The honey and sauces mixed with cum. My mother's body became a glistening mess: crushed food stuck to her skin, cum running down her thighs, her platinum blonde hair plastered to her face with saliva and semen.
Valthor looked at me and smiled.
"Allen, tell everyone what your mother is now."
I swallowed hard, my mouth full of the taste of my mother and strangers.
"My mother… Queen Lilia… is just a human table… a whore table for you to eat from and fuck… her pussy and ass are for you to use while you eat… I am her cuckold son and I lick whatever falls…"
The disciples laughed and applauded.
The dinner lasted almost two hours. Lilia was fucked by more than fifteen different men. Her pussy and asshole overflowed with cum. Every time someone came inside her, the excess fell to the floor and Aiz and I cleaned it with our tongues.
At the end, when the Grand Master stood up, Lilia was destroyed: trembling, moaning, her body covered in crushed food, cum, and honey, her platinum blonde hair completely white from layers of cum.
"Good table," said the Grand Master, giving her ass a hard slap. "Tomorrow you will be dessert."
Then the doors at the back opened.
A completely naked man entered.
It was my father.
He was thin but muscular, his body marked by years of use. His cock hung semi-hard, thick, about 11 cm—much bigger and nicer than my 6 cm one. He wore an identical collar to ours, but more worn, and a black plug tail in his ass that moved with every step.
He walked with his head lowered, carrying a tray of wine, but his eyes shone with happy, broken submission.
He stopped in front of the table and knelt.
"My lord… the wine for the guests…" he said in a soft, trained voice.
Lilia lifted her head with effort. Her eyes widened in terror and recognition.
"…Darling?" she whispered, her voice broken.
My father looked at her. He smiled with sadness and excitement.
"Hello, Lilia… welcome home."
The entire hall burst into laughter.
And so, with my mother turned into a destroyed human table, my fiancée licking cum from the floor, and my father naked offering wine with his 11 cm cock swinging, our first real night in the Asura Sect began.