The guard knew better than to fight. Fang took what he wanted from the people. So long as they obeyed him, Fang could be considered a benevolent ruler of sorts. Or rather one that just didn't interact with them in any way. In other words, it could be worse. Even as Fang tore the guard's pants off and began to ease his cock into him.

Chuckling, Fang started thrusting. "Kinda loose...you take it up the ass often?" he asked, not really giving a damn. The guard just whimpered and took it like the useless weakling Fang knew him to be. Helpless.

Sickening.