Sitting in the White House, the Conqueror poured wine into his favorite skull: that of the last President of the United States. The skull was sealed up in the eyes and mouth with glass. Wine rose past the eyes to the white brow of the skull. The Conqueror quaffed a goodly amount of liquid ambrosia and then thumped down the skull, spilling wine on the Oval Office desk.
His favorite concubine slinked into the room. She wore a feathery scarf that wound around her neck and large breasts and hips and nothing else, the way he liked it. She sank to her knees on the plush presidential carpeting.
The Conqueror looked at the row of 7 skulls apart from the president’s skull full of wine. They were the skulls of four-star generals and admirals of the U.S. Armed Forces. He had beaten them all in a fair fight. The Conqueror tossed a military man’s bleached white skull to the concubine. “Rub this against your pussy,” he growled.
She obeyed, getting the skull slick with her pussy juices. The eyes stared blankly at the world, disapproving.
“Did you know there’s a bowling alley in the White House? Nixon put it in,” the Conqueror commented idly. “Let’s go bowling with skulls.”
Dark Sport 
Hail to the conqueror!
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*dryly* He appreciates your support.
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This story is really special 👍👍😉😊👏📖
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*seated in a throne-like chair*
You have heard my telepathic summons and luxuriated me with praise, as I wished it.
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wow ! you packed a lot into this little gem ! Respect !
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I especially liked my reference to “pussy juices.” More stories should follow in my footsteps on that score.
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Reminds me of Achebe’s Okonkwo drinking palm wine from the severed head of a lesser black African from the next village down the way. Now, of course he cored out the skull and let it cure before he proudly drank his palm wine from it. Glancing to the setting sun, Okonkwo said to himself, my dick was way bigger anyway. Fuck the efulefu.
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You are a strange and unusual woman. What made you this way, darling?
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Purusha.
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I see. And perusha means I am a beautiful hunk of a male who you respect more than anything, am I right?
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