* Note: To be read with Episode 187053: The VOID is Prohibited (Only in Snake Mountain and the Dark Hemisphere)
The Horde were known across the galaxies and dimensions alike, their name a hushed curse among the free peoples of the universe, for being ruthless in their pursuit of total galactic domination. However, in the several thousand years since their leader, Hordak, disappeared along with a vanguard force through a dimensional portal the bureaucracy of the Horde began to disintegrate until the empire was united in name only. Regional governors were in direct control of their planets and star systems, no longer reporting to higher powers. The Horde became a group of warlords squabbling over the crumbs that remained in the wake of their illustrious dearly departed leader.
Shadow Weaver, second-in-command of the Horde and lover to Hordak, therefore found herself in a difficult situation. Try as she might, she could not keep the Horde unified without Hordak's power, but she also could not just let the Horde fall into chaos and obscurity. Eventually she reached a compromise, maintain Horde control and government on Etheria (her base of operations) and let the rest of the universe rot.
Hordak was MIA and while her powers were enough to secure her as commander of the Horde in her lover's absence, they were not a great enough display of power to cow the other governors into obedience. At least she could retain control of Castle Frenzy and Etheria, or so she thought.
Once Hordak was deemed lost, a warrior appeared to free Etheria from Horde control. Lord Greyskull, a barbarian king from the Crystal Castle, tore through Weaver's armies like paper and even went so far as to strip the protective cloak from her body. The sight killed him, or so the peasants believed, but his body was taken by his lieutenants back to the Crystal Castle. His wife, Sonja, grieved over his death until the nature of Greyskull's power was revealed.
Greyskull was the physical reincarnation of Eternia's King Greyskull, whose soul was tore loose by Hordak's killing blow and cast adrift in the dimensional wall. The soul bonded to a corporeal body and was reborn as the Lord Greyskull that all Etherians knew and loved. However, across the worlds Greyskull's hatred for the Horde remained and the sentiment drove his analogue/reincarnation to challenge Weaver's rule. When he died by Shadow Weaver's hand, his soul came to rest in the Crystal Castle - coalescing into what became the Light Hope. Sonja, pregnant with Greyskull's child, stayed with his soul in the castle, raising their child there until she died.
At that point, Light Hope commanded his son to go out into Etheria, never to return. Thus did the lineage of Greyskull flounder about among the teeming masses until a young girl climbed the mountain to the castle on a dare and came face to face with her great-great-grandfather.
"A report for you, Mistress." Castaspella pronounced her words with a lilting accent and bowed her head in reverence to her Queen. A petite woman with flaming red hair, Castaspella was once the heir to the Kingdom of Mystacore, now a nude concubine in Horror Hall. Still, slowly but surely, Weaver was teaching her magic.
"Bring it over here, Casta." Weaver's rasping voice cut through the air between the servant girl and the witch-queen's canopied bed. The nubile redhead did as she was asked and set the report on the nightstand.
Weaver moaned lightly when the girl came closer, squeezing her wet thighs together. One of her other servants was suckling at her right breast whilst being fucked by a male. Once the redhead was in range, Weaver grabbed her slim arm in her lightly-taloned grip and pulled her onto the bed.
"I want to taste you my dear apprentice!" Weaver's red-cowl covered her head and neck before ending at a point between her pale green breasts. Her pubic hair was dark purple. "What has that nasty Catra been doing to you my lovely?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me, I know what she made you do to her." Weaver leaned down to kiss the fucked maiden beside her. "I know everything that goes on in this fortress."
"I...I didn't like it."
"I know. You like to take it, rather than give it. Give it time, my dear, you'll change, you'll change." As the hooded woman said the words, Castaspella could feel her emotions changing, her thoughts shifting. She really did like screwing Catra with a double-headed dildo, why hadn't she done that with Frosta yet? Everything seemed so clear...
Weaver eased the hypnotized girl down on the sheets and sniffed between her legs. The sour-smell of her sweat and the ammonia-stink of semen difted into the queen's nose. Apparently little Casta was having fun with the male concubines, or perhaps they were having fun with her - it was difficult to tell what with the brainwashing.
As Weaver's long, pink tongue pierced Casta's folds and tasted the gooey treat within, she picked-up the report on the nighttable and glanced at the front page. It appeared that one of the Horde Glowers was detecting a strange energy matrix growing near the Whispering Wood. Probably nothing more than dimensional flotsam or mystical errata but it would need to be investigated...
As the last of the cum was lapped up from Casta's juicy cunt, Weaver savored her 'meal' before turning to the communicator on the nightstand.
"Force Captain Catra, report to my chambers."
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