Author’s note: TRIGGER WARNING. This chapter contains a description of abuse and sex trafficking. Also, this is the final chapter of the first book of Lilith. I have more planned but I will have to wait a bit to get the outline done on it before I start writing. I am grateful to all of you who have traveled through the adventures of Lilith.
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The only light in the room came from the TV showing the speech given by Lilith as she wrote off the world from being saved at this time. The moaning of pain in the background filtered softly into the room. With his red eyes glued to the TV, Kar'tar was unable to move. Here was the holy grail that he needed to be able to rule over the world. Lilith and Charlene were the most powerful creatures in the world. He knew that their weak point would be their children.

"Tra’tha, get in here. We need to talk about how we can gain more power in this world." Kar'tar yelled to get her attention.

Tra'tha opened the door and stepped inside the room. She wore sheer pants that covered nothing and she was completely topless. Her black hair disappeared in the room due to the lack of light. Her dark red horns circled her head closely, looking like they were stained with blood. She sees what Kar'tar is watching on the TV. There standing in front of a city gate was her mother, Lilith. Behind her, was Shar'li and another woman she did not recognize.

"Mother is back," she blurted out. Her eyes were wide with surprise and shock. "This is bad, she will come for my sisters." She looks over at Kar'tar who is a handsome incubus demon. His red eyes match the horns that rise from his forehead.

"She has also reconnected with our wayward sister, Shri'la. We need to get them under my control so that we can take over this world. No one will stop us with them on my side. We just need to get them close so that I can enslave them." Kar'tar said in a low menacing voice.

"They are both so powerful, do you think you can enslave them both? Remember that Lilith is more powerful than Shar'li, and she was the queen of the succubus." She said with a bit of trepidation in her voice.

With a wave of his hand, hellfire erupts from his fingers, slamming into Tra'tha, causing her to fly into the wall and writhe in pain. She screamed in agony as her body slowly healed itself. "You forget yourself, Tra'tha. I am the one who made you queen. Do you doubt my power? I should chain you to the mating table and let our customers have their way with you like your weak sisters." He growled in a dark voice.

"I am sorry my king, I did not mean to doubt your strength. Please forgive me," she pleads with him on her knees.

"If you had not given me my sons, I would throw you into the dungeons with your sisters. Maybe a week with the slave collar on will teach you not to doubt me again," he yells at her. He then gives her a strong backhand to her face.

Tra'tha cries out in pain as she lay naked on the floor, blood seeping out from a cut on her face. Her body is still healing from the burns. Kar'tar sneers at her, "Mu'thar, come take your mother back to her room. She is to stay there till I say otherwise. Then come back here I have a job for you." Kar'tar yells out the door as he leaves. His face twisted with disgust and rage at Tra'tha's comments.

How dare she question me; I am the one who made her queen. I was the one who protected her and her ungrateful sisters. Since they had two mothers, it's no wonder that they are so weak and useless, just like the daughters she plagued me with. That lowly spawn is only good for pleasing men. If they couldn't provide an inflow of money from the men who come to sample their bodies, I would have killed them a long time ago.

I am so glad that my sons are powerful as I am. They make a good army for me. As soon as I have Shri'la back and Shar'li and Lilith under my control they will provide me with enough power to claim my rightful place as the King of this planet. I might just have to throw Tra'tha into the slave pits and make Shar'li my queen. We will create such great heirs. When Lilith is not out fighting for me, I will through her into the slave pits. Men will be lining up to use that human woman.

I know she will be easy to break and bend to my will. The humans broke her easily enough and since I have her daughters, she will do anything I command. My kingdom will rival the power of Hell's.

My throne room is an open area with statues of women in agony. The throne was a gold-plated high-back chair that sat on top of a raised platform. I like to look down on those that I own. I sit upon my throne and look over the latest group of girls that my sons have brought in to be sold out to the highest bidder. There are no girls here that pique my interest so I will put them all on the market. "Take them to the dungeon so that they can be trained on how to act for men," I say to my guards. They will all be broken shells of their former selves in a week.

Mu'thar walks into the room and takes his seat at my feet. "Mu'thar, I am sending you out into the world to get me some information. I have found where Shar'li is. She needs to be brought back here so that I can punish her for leaving and out her back to work. I also need to know more about Lilith and Shar'li, and what is the best way to get to them. They will make perfect additions to our slave girls. Don't underestimate Lilith or Shar'li, they are much older than any of us. Soon enough though I will bring them to kneel before us so that we can all teach them their place." Kar'tal said with a massive smile on his face.

"Yes, my king, it will be done. Very soon all three shall kneel before your might, and beg to please you." Mu'thar said with a smile as he bowed before he turned to leave.

Yes, I can't wait to sample them. Maybe I will keep Lilith and Shar'li for myself. I would so enjoy having them kneel at my feet ready to serve my every desire. Get ready Lilith and Shar'li I am coming for you, and I will make you mine.