Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

All alone in her drunken state, Helga threw herself on the bed after an hour-long struggle to put her daughters to sleep. Burying her face into the pillow, she could feel the weight of a thousand years making her body sink into the mattress. Her fingers, her legs, and even the muscles on her face were strained with enough tension to nearly make her nearly go insane.

'Razor should feel lucky he doesn't have to deal with mental aging…' To conquer time was in some sense conquering himself, which in turn helped the mortal immortal realize that boredom was the healthiest state for any mortal.

Helga on the other hand was very aware of her mortality, she could be killed at any moment, and the only thing that kept it from happening was the lack of an enemy that was bound to destroy the rest of Athenia, including her daughters.

"Shut up you stupid winged fuck," she said to herself.

Only a moment later, did she finally begin to feel calm, and yet at the cusp of falling asleep, her blurred gaze laid on the portrait of Raven and Mel fucking each other's minds out. An ember of passion sparked in her heart. Reminded of her time as a tyrannical general of the holy war, she saw visions of herself crushing the skulls of her enemies while fucking their sons and daughters.

The vision often served as a warning to never be defeated until her daughters could defend themselves. But tonight the memories of her conquest, of her bringing the mightiest warriors to their knees to beg, was just a tantalizing tease. She watched her army rape women and men of all ages to spread the blood that was blessed by the goddess Aphrodite.

The victims were forced to renounce their gods or suffer degradation only a devil could conjure in its mind.

'That fucking mistress, she was behind the scenes puppetering us around longer than we could've ever thought.' At that time she didn't know that the woman that she made love along with their shared lover could turn out to be a disguised devil serving under the command of their corrupt god.

"I should've never taken up that sword and just allowed my mother's honor as warrior blood die…" She hoped and wished to never subject her daughters to the same grim fate of which she'd been a victim of. At the same time, however, she didn't think of herself as blameless.

'Why the hell am I even thinking about all this?' Ramming her head against the pillow a few times, she screamed into it before just laying there lifeless. But when that didn't help calm her head, she finally crawled into her panties with her tense fingers.

To numb her mind from the start, her fingers caressed her clit and even circled around it. Her heart raced at the gentle teasing and it further intensified as she continued to tease her clit with her index and split her steaming pussy folds with her fingers. Stretching them wide before letting them go so they would clash against each other, the Valkyrie turned around with a hefty sigh.

Using her free hand she took off her top and began squeezing her breasts. Pushing them together, even rubbing their nips with a bit of struggle, she continued to hiss and groan and before long her fingers were pumping in and out of her pussy and her lips sucking her own breasts.

Turning her sights to the portrait as she teased her own body, Helga was reminded of her time with Raven and the way he'd fucked her body. The massive girth of his cock pumping in and out of her ever-tight pussy, made her pussy tighten up around her fingers almost instantaneously.

Now struggling to pump as fast, she instead sucked on her tits as hard as possible, even circling her tongue around her nipples, she kept herself at the edge of squirting cum.

'W-wha-what? Already!?' She'd never experienced just an intense sensation rushing over her skin, and the rate at which she'd inched to orgasm, not even the greatest of men had come even halfway close to her just jerking off to the thought of Raven and her fucking.

But to her misfortune, like all mothers late at night, she grew far too tired to even fuck her own body. Instead, she wished it was the young hero pushing her legs apart and fucking her until his balls were emptied deep inside her pussy.

'Ughhh…What's wrong with this body? I can fight horrors all day, but being a mother is what tires me?' Still getting used to handling children–at this point a pair of teens, Helga couldn't believe how tiring it had turned out to be. 'Fuck it, I'll just sleep for now.'

Deciding to just sleep her worries away, she tossed and turned and ever so often returned to the memories of her riding Raven. Fucking her pussy with her fingers every other hour, she grew more and more sweaty as well as tired. At one point, she wished she was still lactating so she could drink her own juices from her tits.

The sight of the veins visible over her breasts even now, was enough to tempt the best of saints, but long ago when she'd been breastfeeding, her tits being full of milk appeared even more heavenly.

However, despite her many lovers, masters, and victims, none had the opportunity to suckle on her lactating tits. Not simply because she didn't allow herself to get pregnant before her daughter, but rather due to her heavenly curse of a blessing.

'If only Fedrick wasn't so uptight, maybe he would've been the first…' With a dreamy chuckle, the Valkyrie; finally after hours of pleasing herself, fell asleep.

Even in her sleep, she couldn't escape her haunting past. From the death of her husband while he was away from home and leading a battalion, to her own resignation shortly after; such thoughts plagued her still.

And despite her horrific crimes of the past, not tagging along with him, and letting countless of her own soldiers die the last time she led a battalion for the city of Athenia were some of her biggest regrets in life, right after ever following the command of the goddess of life.