Feeling her tighten even more around his cock Nyathusk drove into her with one final thrust. He felt himself explode inside of her, semen pumping deep into her slit. He let out a satisfied sigh before pulling out of her slowly, letting the cultists get a good view of her filled up cunt.<br/><br/>Nyathusk stood up pulling his tentacles away from her. The sight of Rosali lying there, hopeless and broken, was the most delicious part to him. He fed on her despair and drank her shame as she lay before him. Even though his body needed rest Nyathusk couldn't resist tormenting her a little farther as he felt himself regaining his erection. He leaned forward a bit, unchaining her enough to let her move freely within ten feet or so from the throne. Standing with his massive ribbed cock a short distance from her his voice rang out with a firm command.<br/><br/><em>"Crawl over to me and clean my shaft with your royal tongue. Suck the dick of the one who stole your kingdom from you."</em><br/><br/>As he said this some of the cultists grinned in anticipation. Most of them had begun fondling themselves unashamedly as their stares licked Rosali's skin. There was no other woman known to them that could provide such an arousing show so it was no surprise that they were so aroused by her defilement. Nearest to her was a woman who arched her back as a man behind her licked her neck and squeezed her breasts. Nearby another man stroked his shaft madly as he panted and two women gasped as the fingered each other. There were 20 or so of them all pleasuring themselves and each other similarly; all staring at Rosali's perfect body.