Krathen grinned from ear to ear as he watched Kallysta dominate their daughter, one of his two copies maneuvering around behind his consort as the other positioned himself behind Lucy. As Krathen slipped in behind Kallysta, his enormous cock grinding gently against her buttocks, his profanely dextrous hands latched onto his lover's breasts, applying feather-light strokes to her breasts and nipples, not enough to actually pleasure her, more of a cruel tease, just enough to make her even more unbearably horny. Part of what Krathen loved so much about Kallysta was how composed she was, and one of his favorite activities in bed was making her lose said composure, pushing her to the point that she could no longer hold herself back. He let one of his hands trail down her supple body to tease her clitoris, still careful not to actually get her off (and actually using his illusions to manipulate how much pleasure Lucy was giving her, so that his daughter would not bring Kallysta to climax either), but still bringing her intense pleasure.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Krathen knew that Lucy was probably far less patient by now, the young girl's libido almost matching Krathen's own, and she lacked the self-control Krathen possessed. And so, the Lord of Desire decided to get straight to the point with his daughter, roughly impaling her tight asshole with his enormous shaft, which was now even larger than the energy phallus Kallysta had been stuffing Lucy with before. Krathen's thrusts were utterly perfect, each one rubbing in all the right places as he drilled his little girl's ring-piece. To describe Krathen's skill was to do him injustice, for no words could possibly capture the degree of mastery he exhibited. He was not called the Lord of Desire for nothing; one could combine the skill of every other lust demon in existence into a single being, and they would still fall short of Krathen. Every aspect of him, from his roaming hands which now cupped Lucy's breast, his masterful grip on the back of her hair forcing her face into her mother's sex, the wonderful slaps of flesh on flesh that filled the tent as he stuffed her anus full of his prick... it was a work of art.<br/><br/>As Krathen utterly dominated his daughter, the other copy of him whispered temptingly in Kallysta's ear, that dark, sensual voice trickling into her head like honey. "Well my dear, would you like to feel what our daughter is feeling? To feel that hot length of flesh filling you so completely, driving in and out of your exquisite body?" he purred softly, his hands still teasing his consort mercilessly. "If so, be a good girl and spread yourself open for me, and maybe if you ask nicely, I'll have a nice treat for you." he whispered, that ungodly sexy smile still splayed across his face. It was good to be the Demon Lord.