Reincarnation of Cidius: A Tale of Obsession, Love, and Unholy Desires

Experience the dark obsession that drives a man to love and desire, in a realm of unholy passions, in this twisted tale of Cidius

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Reincarnation of Cidius: A Tale of Obsession, Love, and Unholy Desires *Authors Note* Ok this is the second installment, also since i forgot to addd it into the first chapter, i will be adding it to the second one for all those who are willing to follow my work. This link (cidiuscistus.deviantart.com) is not approved. Submit this link for approval This is my artwork so far on Cidius and his realm of things, also pics of Cidius's semi naked "Wives" if you will, so please, Enjoy! *Authors Note* Chapter 2 part 1 – The Sound of Music It had been mid day before Cidius again stirred to wake, having in that morning filled Lilith four more times with his love making. Now however he was wide awake and restless, sitting up and running his slender fingers threw his twisted, messed up hair. Next to him arose his sleeping companion, Minerva, the only one that remained to look after him, keep an eye on him, make sure he did not run away possibly. Cidius only finding his feet as while she was outstretched and stretching her form on her two feet, her howitzer sized tits bouncing with the effort before she leaned down and pressed her charge into her tits, and then to kiss him, sliding her tongue into his mouth rather suddenly as she gave him the most sensual of morning kisses. Pulling back to stare down and smile, speaking in a soft tone “Good morning.” Before guiding him to the entrance of the cave once more. Unlike the early morning the entrance of the cave had taken on a whole new look, a fire pit with a rather large… something, roasting over it. Much of the foliage and trees had been cleared away and was being cut to precision size for an unknown purpose, Kagura and Lilith both working diligently to clear the land. Sophitia was tending to the roast, and under it a frying pan filled with the guts of the thing, all the edible parts frying in its own juices. Gethwen had taken to a more morbid thing as she decorated the entrance of the cave with all manner of found or foraged… bones. Tying them to the face of the cave, making sick chimes of them. …and then things took a turn

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