mugen91 said: Let's get to work on filling those pages then xD Ah, dang you online 30 min too early. Edited the passport to account for two Anubises having shared Sonke's company. :-P |
MetallumOperatur said: mugen91 said: Let's get to work on filling those pages then xD Ah, dang you online 30 min too early. Edited the passport to account for two Anubises having shared Sonke's company. :-P Haha, good work, though the passport will require a few pages, just from the stuff that I've already written :P |
mugen91 said: Haha, good work, though the passport will require a few pages, just from the stuff that I've already written :P can't wait to read it. :-D |
| 16 further chapters already written :P Also, yay. Trophy unlocked: reach second page :D |
mugen91 said: Let's get to work on filling those pages then xD Having had a sneak peek at a couple of the upcoming chapters, I'm not sure three pages will be enough. :) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
tygertyger said: Having had a sneak peek at a couple of the upcoming chapters, I'm not sure three pages will be enough. :) I can promise three pages are probably not going to be enough :P |
| BTW, you taking pregnancy rolls to see if Sonke knocked one of those girls up? :-P |
| Of course I am :) |
mugen91 said: Oh man, he gonna go broke cause of all the child support he gotta pay. I love it!Of course I am :) |
MetallumOperatur said: mugen91 said: Oh man, he gonna go broke cause of all the child support he gotta pay. I love it!Of course I am :) You can't pay child support if you don't have a job :P And first he'll have to find out about his offspring ;) |
Chapter 11 Aside from the little ‘incident’ that Mesta caused early on, the first day of our journey started ended up quite uneventful. When I felt I had done enough walking for the day, I spent a good amount of time sitting next to Rin, curious to learn something about her before spending the night with her. “I’m not quite sure how to ask this, but… what exactly are you?” “Ochimusha,” she replied simply. Then, seeing no recognition on my face, she added. “A type of undead.” “Oh, I guess that explains the… bones and stuff….” “Does my appearance unsettle you?” “Well, let’s say it’s unusual. Somehow, it’s much easier to accept that someone has paws or claws instead of hands, but an arm that is only bone, but somehow can still move, well…” She considered her arm for a moment. “I suppose that would have made me a bit uncomfortable as well when I first came here.” “Wait, what? But.. you’re a mamono right? What do you mean? Where did you come from?” “I was once a human from the other world. I was fighting in a great battle when I suddenly found myself here in this world one day. There are some cases in which humans can turn into mamono. Although it’s mostly just the women that do that.” “And since you’re an undead. I suppose that involved dying in your case? Also, Only in most scenarios? I thought mamono were all female?” She nodded. “I did. There are scenarios in which a man may turn into an incubus if he is infused with large quantities of demonic energy. He is still male, but technically not fully human anymore. And then there are cases in which men may turn into female monsters called alps as well.” That was hard to process. Magic Sex change? “Anyway, when I died regretfully, I came back in the form you see today.” “And when was that?” Her gaze turned thoughtful and she remained quiet for a while. “I’m not sure.” Not quite what I’d have expected an undead to be like, but all those I met so far that overlap with some mythologies from earth I know have followed that pattern. Still, coming back from the dead as a somewhat normal person doesn’t seem so bad. --- Eventually, as the sun started casting longer shadows, Kohaku called for a stop and to set up camp for the night. Ani proved herself quite useful as she could easily supply the fire to cook a simple stew. While she took care of that, the rest of the group started setting up tents. I asked what I should do, but they told me to just step out of the way while they worked. This annoyed me, but instead of letting it get me down I watched what they were doing so that I could help the next time without having to ask. When everything was set up, we sat around the fire to eat and talk. I greatly enjoyed the hot food, as I didn’t get a lot of it when I stayed with Ayanna. While the others talked, I once again considered the weird chain of events that had led me into a different world straight out of a fantasy porn setting with most of its inhabitants wanting nothing more than to fuck my brains out. I could have hit it much worse I suppose. I could have ended up in Kaori. Would I be dead already or just in a really miserable situation? I shook my head. Better not think of such things. My current situation was not so bad and once I was out of Ahmose, the looming deadline of becoming a Hemu would be out of my mind. Then I just needed to find some work and I could stop paying for things with my body. Yes, I was optimistic, things would work out. Perhaps I would even find a partner in Bestallion. That chain of thought led me to Ayanna, causing a small pang of guilt. “…attracted to?” I focused back on reality as I realized that Mareli was asking me something. “Sorry?” “What features do you find attractive in women?” Mareli reiterated. “Hmm,” I thought for a moment. ”I suppose ass beats breasts, although both are great. I like long straight hair. Attractive face is more important than the body. I guess I like tall women and… ehmm strong women…” This caused some sneers and laughs and I immediately felt like I’d overshared. “You’ve come to the right place then, plenty of women that will dominate you,” Kohaku assured me. “But ultimately I think a partnership should be between equals.” “That may be a bit harder to find. Most of us mamono have a tendency to want to take good care of our men, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you’ll be an equal partner. But if you’re in a major city like Bestallion you have a better chance of having some choice on who you wish to be with before someone claims you.” And what stops you from just keeping me, I wonder? I didn’t speak that question out loud. Partially fearing to give them any ideas, but also not wanting to insult them. The conversation carried on for a while, but eventually it became time to turn in for the night. The women decided on guard shifts, once again leaving me out of the discussion. “You’ll need your sleep when we’re done with you,” Was all Kohaku had to say on the matter. That was true enough and it was understandable that they would not trust me with something this important, they didn’t know me after all. It still made me feel useless that, so far, they had blocked me from doing anything useful. A feeling that was amplified by my being completely out of my element. When they concluded their discussion, Kohaku eagerly ordered me into one of the tents, Rin calmly following behind. “I had a little taste earlier, do you want to go first now Rin?” Kohaku offered graciously. “No, that’s alright, you go ahead.” “No false modesty,” Kohaku said in a mock scolding tone. “You have a man here, ready and willing. I know you want it.” Technically I had not yet given the go ahead. Then again, it was quite expected. “Sure,” Rin said, turning to me, but still not looking as enthusiastic as the rest of the girls. Seems reasonable that not all of them would be as straightforward. Kohaku gave me a look and I figured that I should perhaps take the lead with Rin. I closed in on her, placing my hand on her hip and drawing her in for a light kiss. Her skin was surprisingly cool to the touch. I undid the bandages that were keeping her smaller breasts in check and cupped them in my hands. She removed the armor covering her left, non-skeletal, arm and finally pulled down her flowing pants. I removed my shirt and pants and as she looked at me expectantly I moved in again to kiss her, both hands holding the sides of her head. She put her arms around me and pulled me to the ground. She was not breathing and her face remained mostly impassive, but her body language was clearly inviting. I ran one fingers along her lubricated sex. Deciding against further foreplay, I lined myself up and slowly entered her. She made no indication of discomfort, so I started moving, slowly at first. “You can go harder,” She said calmly. “Can? Or do you want me to?” I retorted, teasingly. “I want you to,” she answered after a moment’s consideration, her expression still impassive. I obliged her, putting more force behind my movements. I thought I saw a hint of emotion showing in her eyes and she started making encouraging sounds. Rin felt somewhat weird, she was not entirely cold, but certainly far below what one expected of normal body temperature. It was far from unpleasant though. Before I had really noticed, she had her legs wrapped around my back drawing me in harder with every thrust. We slowly worked out a rhythm between us. Sometimes she dictated my movements and sometimes I reclaimed that role. Still, her face remained impassive but her eyes were looking at me more animatedly. Kohaku slipped around behind me and I felt her first cupping, then lightly squeezing my balls. Under that added stimulation, I soon felt my sack pull taut. Feeling my approaching finish, Rin forced me inside her to the hilt and pressed my head between her modest cleavage. I let out a low moan, having little mind to consider what I sounded like. When I eventually had gathered my breath once more and tried to pull out, she resolutely held me in place. “Not enough, give me more.” She said softly, then added. “Please?” Suddenly, i felt an undulating kind of sensation around my member, almost like she was trying to milk me. I found that, even though I had spent myself in her, my hardness was hardly decreasing. Perhaps it was a lingering effect of what Mesta had done earlier in the day? I let a smile run across my face, nodded and gestured for her to let me resume. Apparently tired of being ignored, Kohaku, fully undressed by now, positioned herself above Rin’s face, prompting Rin to bring her tongue to bear. --- The night was far from young when we ceased our activities, leaving me exhausted. Perhaps the others had been correct enough when they said I’d better save my energy. We settled in for the night with Kohaku lying between me and Rin. As I waited to fall asleep, my mind lingered on all the things that had changed so quickly once more. Leaving Umbra had been my choice and primary goal of the past weeks, yet as I stared at the ceiling of the tent, the question of whether the choice had been the correct one stubbornly refused to let me give in to my exhaustion. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:23 AM
| Prolific with both the chapters and the H-scenes, I see. Well here's his updated passport. Guess I should make one for my own story as well :-P |
| And another first! This is both first use and first h-scene with the ochimusha. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
MetallumOperatur said: Prolific with both the chapters and the H-scenes, I see. Well here's his updated passport. Guess I should make one for my own story as well :-P Your passport would be filled with one zombie and a whole lot of amazon :D Go for it, but I expect different pics for each of them :P Also, woohoo, passport updates. The coming chapters will have quite a bit of those H-scenes and once we get to Grey Gardens... Well let's say, the ladies there might be sad to see Sönke go. tygertyger said: And another first! This is both first use and first h-scene with the ochimusha. Indeed, I hope to have a few more firsts :) |
mugen91 said: Your passport would be filled with one zombie and a whole lot of amazon :D Go for it, but I expect different pics for each of them :P Yeah that might be a bit problematic, I don't think there are even that many Amazoness pictures. Based a couple of them off succubus pictures, guess those will have to do. |
| Check the MGE. You can get a couple of pics from the fanart page (though there aren't many for the amazoness). |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
Chapter 12 I awoke to the sound of early morning activity outside the tent. Rin was awake and holding the still sleeping Kohaku to her chest. I let an appreciative gaze flow along their naked forms before mouthing a ‘good morning’ and getting up to step outside. Thinking better of it though, I picked up the clothes I had discarded the previous night, put them on and only then stepped outside. Outside I came across Ella, who blushed a little as she saw me step out of the tent. I didn’t think much of it though, and wished her and the others a good morning as well. We had started preparing breakfast when Rin and Kohaku finally emerged from the tent. Prompting the girls to comment on the noises they had heard the night before. “Tonight, I’ll be the one to keep all of you awake,” Mareli announced to the round, shooting me a lewd look. “I’m looking forward to the sounds I can draw from you.” After breakfast, we took down camp and this time I helped without having to ask what to do. All preparations finished, we departed on the next stretch of desert. I noticed that the girls were much less relaxed than they had been the previous day, walking in formation around the wagons and on the lookout for trouble. Mareli spent a good portion of the day in the air to scout in all directions. I asked Rin what had changed and she said in her stern voice. “The further we are from Umbra or other large settlements, the higher the likelihood that we’ll encounter trouble. Right now, it is still fairly unlikely, but it doesn’t hurt to be careful in this case. Mareli, of course, is of great use in avoiding trouble or at least seeing it coming well in advance.“ I nodded. That seemed very reasonable. Especially considering that if we were attacked I would probably find myself part of the loot. I was a bit surprised at Rin though. She was now back to her resolute, stern self. Nothing left of the almost timid woman I had been with the night before. I decided to observe if this would repeat itself next time. “If you were going to take one man along, couldn’t you have gotten two?” I heard Ani complain. “I don’t want to wait until tomorrow. Another night like yesterday and I’ll go crazy.” “I didn’t just take him along, he came to me and asked to travel with us. Men don’t grow on trees. Be happy that we have one with us at all, look on the bright side.” Kohaku reprimanded her. “Still, if only there were more men. Imagine if the ritual had been successful…” “Ani!” Akela said, sharply. “I know, I know. The cost was too great, but imagine a portal to the human world.” Her tone was dreamy. “You really think that would be such a good thing?” I asked. “Of course, it would solve so many problems.” “And create a whole lot of new ones.” “Like what?” Ella asked, curious. “Well, I’m certainly no expert, I’ve only been here for a little while, but if you think about it, it should be pretty clear. I’ve heard that humans from different time periods may appear here. Imagine now that you establish a portal to the human world. What time period would it connect to? Suppose it connects sometime around medieval times. What happens to all the humans that were born after that point, but have appeared on the island at some point before the portal was established? Let’s suppose, and this is all hypothetical, that Lord Charisse’s father or some other key figure surrounding the entire conflict had come from a time after the establishment of the portal on earth and his ancestors were taken by mamono, meaning he would never be born, subsequently Charisse would never be born and never pursue the portal. If the portal is never established, her father would be born after all, leading once again to the creation of the portal. You’re creating a temporal paradox. Now there are hypotheses that could explain this away, but it’s all highly theoretical.” I looked around to see if they were following me and continued. “Now let’s suppose temporal paradoxes were not an issue. And you successfully connect the portal between worlds. I doubt that such an event could happen peacefully.” “You think there would be fighting? I know not all men want to be with us mamono, but there are plenty of humans right?”, asked Mesta. “Well, think about it. Do you think after sacrificing a brunt of the population, whoever controlled that portal would ask nicely if they could have a man or two? I find that highly doubtful. Also think about it, imagine there was full integration of the two worlds, whether through diplomacy or conquest, what makes you think that this would work? At some point, there must’ve been a native human population on this continent, right?” “I heard there were once human kingdoms, long ago,” Kohaku offered. “There was a native population here that has been driven almost to extinction and is only maintained through the influx of humans from my world. Suppose the same happens after a portal is established. Over centuries or millennia, isn’t it possible that the human population would fall again, only this time there is no other world from which to get new ones?” “Maybe,” Kohaku said, “but I don’t believe that the Lords would let that happen.” “Maybe not, but history does tend to repeat itself. Besides, the danger could also come from the human side.” “You think humans, even a lot of them, could actually be a real threat to us?” Ella asked in an amused voice. “If you connect somewhere in pre-modern times, maybe, maybe not. But if you connect to my time or even further in the future. Well, I have a hard time seeing you successfully fight against the weapon systems that exist, no matter how strong you are on an individual basis. Even though I have no idea how to quantify magic in that equation.” “And you think that humans would be hostile?” “Well, it is an entirely new world of untapped resources, so I’m going to say that there would be many parties that would seek control of those resources. Not to mention magic, that would certainly rouse some desires.” They didn’t look entirely convinced. I couldn’t really blame them. All they were used to from my world were the odd, random disconnected and disoriented individual. It would be easy to assume that a world where people like me, that were quite harmless to them, came from would offer barely any threat. “It’s all hypothetical anyway, there is no portal, so you’re stuck with the old problems, not the new ones.” --- “But I want to lick you,” Mesta complained, probably for the tenth time today. “Later, we’ve just stopped. We first need to get the camp ready.” She pouted, but redoubled her efforts in setting up camp. “At least it’s almost your turn, I still have to wait an entire day.” Ani complained as she busied herself cooking that night’s dinner. Dinner was barely finished when Mesta jumped up and said. “Enough waiting, come now,” she dragged me towards the tent. Not wanting to miss out, Mareli followed close behind. Barely inside the tent, Mesta practically tore me out of my clothes and let her long tongue run along my neck, causing the same flush, burning sensation in my body as the previous day, only tonight she didn’t stop at that. She pushed me to the ground, slowly moving her way downward across my chest toward my crotch. By the time she reached it, the effects of her saliva left me panting with need and I offered no resistance as she took me in her mouth. The sensation was incredible, but as my member was now fully engulfed in her mouth, it was also engulfed in a steady stream of her saliva, only causing my need to grow. I was so focused on Mesta that I barely noticed Mareli, who had disrobed as well and now moved to stand over me. Looking down at me, she ordered. “Up.” I hesitated for a moment, but then followed her command. Showing me a kinky smile and accenting her boobs with her wings she said. ”No, I think you said you preferred this?” Turning around, she pressed her backside into my face and commanded. “Lick.” All semblance of rational thought disturbed by Mesta’s saliva, I could do nothing but comply, placing a kiss on either cheek before spreading them apart and letting my tongue run across her rim. She moaned appreciatively. The position was quite awkward, my torso at an angle to the ground. I doubted I could keep the position for long, not with Mesta’s continuing efforts. Speaking of Mesta, she coiled her tongue around me as she took me deeper and mercilessly forced my climax. My moan was muffled by the soft flesh engulfing my face as I struggled to maintain my posture. Rather than actually feeling release, I felt my lust was only increasing. I intensified my probing into Mareli’s backside, kneading her yielding flesh. When Mesta brought me to climax the third time, Mareli withdrew herself with a satisfied sigh. I let myself fall backwards as she said. “Now stop that Mesta, you’ve had enough for now, it’s my turn to enjoy myself a little.” Mesta didn’t seem too pleased at that, only withdrawing her mouth after Mareli started to get annoyed and demanded she stop two more times. With Mesta out of the way, a mischievous smile formed on Mareli’s face. She bent over to retrieve something from her pack lying in the corner of the tent. She came up with a blindfold and quickly applied it over my eyes. “Lie on your back and don’t move.” She whispered in my ear. Intrigued, and horny out of my mind, I relaxed back and followed her instructions. At first there was nothing, but then I felt a feather lightly brushing across my chest that caused a shiver to run across my spine. She continued lightly caressing different parts of my body in varying intervals, making it impossible for me to determine when and where she would touch next. She continued this game for some time until finally a feather brushed gently across the tip of my swollen hardness for the first time, causing a slight whimper from me. Mesta’s saliva was still hard at work and my body was begging to be touched. “Do you want it?” came the soft whispering voice in my ear after another few minutes, brushing against me again. “Yes.” I answered “Show me how much you want it.” Unsure of what she meant, I remained quiet until she clarified. “Beg!” I wrestled for a moment, not seeing why I should beg for what she clearly wanted as much as I did. My need was quite great however, so I was just about to comply, when Mesta spoke up. “If you’re not going to take it, I will.” I thought I felt angry motion from Mareli who said in a venomous tone. “Stop ruining it, you stupid, impatient…,”calming down she continued. “I let you have your turn, now let me have mine.” Then, whispering in my ear again. “Beg for it.” The moment had been somewhat ruined by Mesta’s interjection, but I still desperately needed release. “Please. Please fuck me.” “Hmm, I’m sure you can do better than that... Still, I’m generous so I will let it pass today and expect better next time.” You just can’t wait anymore either. I thought to myself and was glad for the fact. She shuffled over to my midsection and a moment later I felt the heat of her sex as it hovered just above me. Desperate to feel her, I moved up my hips, but only encountered air. “I thought I said not to move? Do you not want it after all?” “Please, I do,” was all I had to say. All I could say. Luckily, she relented and slowly lowered herself onto me, releasing a drawn-out moan and drawing one out from me as well. After bottoming out, she slowly and deliberately drew herself up again and then continued that routine. She maintained a slow, sensuous rhythm and released encouraging coos every now and again until I felt myself approaching the edge again. “Don’t… cum… until… I… tell… you.” She softly moaned from above me. I tried to hold on, but wasn’t sure I would be able to live up to that demand. I clenched my teeth and tried to think of other things, but with Mesta’s saliva still hard at work, my thoughts were impossible to direct away from the harpy riding me. Then, just as I thought I couldn’t possibly hold back another second, she breathed. “Cum now!” I exploded into her as she impaled herself upon me. My thighs quaked with the intensity of the sensation and I breathed heavily. Mareli herself took a few moments to collect herself before conceding. “You may have some potential as a sub. I should have expected, you said that you like a strong woman, no? Such a shame we have no equipment to work with here.” I couldn’t argue with the fact that the experience had been an intense one, but whether I wanted ‘equipment’ to get involved… Well, I wasn’t sure about that. The two continued on for a little while longer, occasionally bickering about whose approach was the better one. When they finally relented, I fell back, too exhausted to move anymore. That appears to be the theme of this journey. We settled in for the night, one woman on either side of me. To my dismay, and in spite of my exhaustion, I had trouble falling asleep due the persistent effects of Mesta’s saliva still leaving me flushed. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:23 AM
| Ah, an SF fan! Shame that mamono don't understand the Grandfather Paradox. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| Yeah if that portal would have allowed modern weaponry through, things could become grim rather quickly. Also I remember something about the timeline of the MSG and Earth being synchronized now. Meaning that only humans from "our time" are arriving there now. Think it had something to do with otherwise creating some unwanted loopholes. This is one of the things I have yet to update in the rules. But seeing that it is a complicated spell that no-one (probably not even the lords) truly understands. It would make sense that there are countless misconceptions and misinformation about it. So no need to change the chapter IMO. Also the updated passport will follow soon. I assume judging by her description Mareli is a black harpy, rather than a regular one? |
tygertyger said: Ah, an SF fan! Shame that mamono don't understand the Grandfather Paradox. If only they did :) That's one of the things that kind of bothered me about the whole 'portal to the human world' plot around the civil war :) MetallumOperatur said: Also I remember something about the timeline of the MSG and Earth being synchronized now. Meaning that only humans from "our time" are arriving there now. Think it had something to do with otherwise creating some unwanted loopholes. This is one of the things I have yet to update in the rules. But seeing that it is a complicated spell that no-one (probably not even the lords) truly understands. It would make sense that there are countless misconceptions and misinformation about it. So no need to change the chapter IMO. Okay, I was not aware of that, so I'll make sure to keep it in mind for the future :) MetallumOperatur said: Also the updated passport will follow soon. I assume judging by her description Mareli is a black harpy, rather than a regular one? You are very correct in that assumption :P |
| The first page is filled. Keep up the good work :-D |
| In the light of gender equality, ye kinda gotta add the girls taking a memento of their "sexual conquest" of Sonke as well :-P |
| Well, since I'm rolling the dice, there is a fairly high (at least in Ahmose) chance that the girls will be left with a memento of their conquest :) |
Chapter 13 The, by now, familiar sensation of a tongue running across my chest served as my alarm clock the next day. Not first thing in the morning, damnit. I opened my eyes and saw that Mareli had already left the tent but Mesta was, as anticipated, hard at work coating my chest in her saliva. “Heh, I knew that would wake you up. How about some breakfast for me??” “No way,” came an angry shout from outside. “Today is my turn.” Ani came bursting into the tent, her flames flaring with her temper, much to the dismay of the ghoul. “But I made him ready,” she whined defensively. “I don’t care, get out, we had an agreement.” On the one hand, I didn’t mind too much, Mestas saliva already having its intended effect, on the other hand I couldn’t help but be somewhat scared of Ani, or more precisely, the flames enveloping her body. They didn’t actually seem to burn things, she could touch items and people without scorching them after all. Still, she made me nervous on an elementary level. Mesta was eventually shooed out of the tent with a great deal of protest and Ani’s face split into a lusty, ferocious grin. “Ready to bring the heat?” Without waiting for a response, she lowered herself to where I was sitting and embraced me. Her flames flared up and enveloped me as well. This sent my brain into a momentary fight or flight response and I tried to break out of her hold, but she held onto me securely. After a moment of thrashing, the rational part of my brain took over to inform me that I was not in fact being burned. When I stopped struggling, she kissed me fiercely and it felt like she was pouring fire straight down my throat, causing my body to heat up from the inside. She broke the kiss and her fingers found my already turgid member and started stroking it. I hooked my hand around her neck and drew her in for another kiss, her fire having roused me to passion beyond the simple arousal that Mesta’s saliva had already achieved. Our tongues intertwined as we probed into each other's mouths. When we broke the kiss, I was panting breathlessly and full of need. She put on her ferocious smile again and guided my hand towards her sex. I smiled and stroked across it at first before plunging a finger into her. I pumped my wrist a few times before adding another finger. Appreciative noises came out of Ani’s mouth and her hot breath washed over my face. I started brushing my thumb across her clit and she let out a low moan before fiercely kissing me again. We kept going for a few minutes until she stopped me. “That was good, but now I want to feel you inside me!” She repositioned herself and lowered herself down upon me, her flames flaring up brighter and hotter, worrying me for a moment, but I was still not getting burned. She pulled me up by my shoulders, then put her arms around my head and mashed it between her flame engulfed breasts as she started to shake her hips erratically. The thought of release slowly blotted out every other consideration and so I grasped her hips in my hands and, with as much force as I could muster, pulled her up and down my length. “Now, that wasn’t nice, starting without me,” came Akela's voice as she pressed her naked form against me from behind. “You snooze, you lose,” Ani said with a snicker that was quickly interrupted by a moan as I finally hit the release I’d been chasing. “No matter, he’ll just have to make it up to me. You’re not done just yet, are you?” --- “Are you lot done yet? We need to take down the tent and get going,” Rin complained. Neither of them seemed truly done just yet, but released me nonetheless. I was almost disappointed as the flames stopped licking at my body. It was not only arousing, but also somewhat… invigorating. “We’re going to continue this tonight,” Ani promised as she stole my lips one last time. We got dressed, or more precisely Akela and I got dressed, Ani had no need of anything but the flames enveloping her, and left the tent. Mesta’s pouting gaze was fixed on me the moment I exited. Akela and Rin quickly got to work taking down the tent, while I opted to grab some breakfast instead. Replenishing some of that energy couldn’t hurt for the day ahead. --- A few more uneventful days passed. The oxen drawing the wagons had the endurance to keep pulling their heavy load day after day, but they did not move all that fast. When I asked her, Kohaku told me that the entire journey to Bestallion would take us five to six weeks, but that we would be leaving Ahmose after about three weeks. I was quite enthused at the thought of seeing something other than the endless sands. I was also curious about what Kohaku was actually peddling between Ahmose and Kioko. When I asked, she informed me that we were mostly transporting precious gems and metals, some dried medicinal plants exclusive to the desert and some miscellaneous processed goods. On the return journey, they would most be carrying high quality timber and other things in high demand in Ahmose. “That makes sense, I suppose there’s not a lot of trees to be found in the desert.” “True, which is why a trade agreement was made between Ahmose and Kioko that guarantees good prices for Kiokan wood and provides Ahmose with timber it needs for the rebuilding effort. Though the quantity we can carry doesn’t make a dent in their needs, which is why I mostly peddle the more expensive stuff.” I wasn’t sure what I could do with the information, but perhaps it would come in handy at some point. --- On the fifth day, Kohaku informed me that we would soon reach the river that we’d be following to Kioko. I was delighted at the thought of bathing once more. Days on the road in the desert and the regular heated intercourse left me more than a little sweaty and with not the most pleasant of aromas. I had a hard time understanding how they even found me attractive or desirable in my present state. Perhaps their, relative to me, heightened senses were somewhat selective? My idle thoughts were interrupted when Mareli swooped down from one of her air patrols and declared. “We may have a problem. There’s figures lying in wait, about three kilometers further along the road.” “Bandits?” Rin asked. “Not sure, but they’re not peddlers, they have no wagons or wares that I could see. They could be resting travelers, but I think it looks like they’re trying to spring an ambush.” “What do you want to do Kohaku?” Rin looked to the danuki, demanding a decision. Kohaku had a thoughtful expression on her face. “Let’s stop and wait for a while. See if they are still waiting in an hour or two.” The wagons were stopped and we waited. Mareli occasionally took flight to survey the situation ahead. “I think they may have seen me, they are moving towards us,” she said apologetically after returning from one of her surveys. “I suppose it can’t be avoided then,” Kohaku sighed before steeling herself. ”Alright girls, you know the drill, get ready.” I looked around as I saw weapons being readied all about me and the girls took loose positions around the wagons. I had hoped, or rather, convinced myself there would be no problems and felt a pit forming in my stomach. Being unarmed and likely less than useful in a fight, Rin ordered me to take shelter on one of the wagons, where I would not be getting in anyone's way. We waited until Mareli called down from above. “They’re here.” I saw what were the presumbed bandits coming over the crest in the road ahead, moving closer as they fanned out to surround us. I noted with some concern that there were ten of them, though they looked haggard. Nonetheless, one of them, presumably their leader, spoke up when they were surrounding us in a loose circle at a distance of about thirty meters. Her legs and arms were covered in fur and ended in viscous looking claws. “You are in luck! You have found me in a magnanimous mood today. Lay down your arms and we will allow you to leave with your lives.” Her scanning gaze rested upon me and a viscous smile formed on her face. “We’ll take the man and wagons as fair payment for our generosity.” Her gaze then turned icy. ”If you choose not to make use of this generous offer I can only promise you a painful death. What do you say?” Kohaku did not seem impressed. “Your presence offends me, but let me make you a counter offer. Leave now and turn yourselves in to the authorities and we will grant you your lives.” “Fine, have it your way then. Kill them all and then bring me the man,“ the woman shouted to her compatriots. I heard Kohaku murmuring something under her breath, cradling a crossbow as the leader talked and the bandits slowly began moving towards us. There was the wolf-woman, a lizardman, a little girl with a staff and a scorpion-like woman ahead. On our right flank, there were two more lizardmen and a woman with a fox-like tail and pointy ears. To our left, there were two women buzzing in the air, their stingers and distinctive color scheme suggested they were some sort of bee mamono. Finally, there was another lizardman, this one with a confident swagger in her step as she slowly moved towards us. My companions sprang into motion. Kohaku fired her crossbow at the leader, but cursed as the projectile was deftly dodged. Rin charged towards the group surrounding the leader, while Akela and Mesta moved towards the three women on our right flank. Ani rose into the air and released a jet of flame at the bee women that they just barely dodged. These flames seemed to actually burn, I noted with a mix of concern and relief. Ella awaited the final lizardman stalking towards her. Strangely, some of the bandits did not appear to react to this at all, still staring at where my companions had stood before as they advanced. Then the little girl shouted. “It’s a glamour, defend yourselves you idiots.” The warning came too late for one of the lizardmen on the right, as Akela drove her spear through her throat. Bright blood spurted from the wound as the spear was ripped out as fast as it had been stabbed in. Mesta charged the second one, but was intercepted by the spear that the fox-tailed woman brought to bear. I looked on in horror as she impaled Mesta through the stomach. My horror turned to amazement as she seemed entirely unbothered by this, snapping the spear and jumping the fox woman just as Akela engaged the other lizardman, who had finally snapped out of it and joined the fight. I heard a pitiful scream coming from my left as one of the bee women fell to the ground, her insectile wings a scorched ruin. She lay defenseless as she was entirely engulfed in fire and burned alive. The stench of burned flesh made me nauseous. Ella and the remaining lizardman on the left were crossing swords and even with my more than limited understanding of swordplay, I estimated that they were quite evenly matched as they swung, stabbed, dodged and parried with eager expressions on their faces. A whir of motion drew my attention to the front as the little girl launched projectiles of darkness up at Mareli who was desperately dodging them. Rin engaged all three remaining enemies to the front, though she seemed sorely outmatched. It seemed the only reason she was not immediately overwhelmed was that the three combatants seemed to hinder each other in their efforts to hit her. She carried a look of grim determination on her normally impassive face. Just as my worry reached a peak, a strong gust of wind came from Mareli, swirling up the sand and causing the combatants to shield their eyes. Not wasting any time, she dove down and brought her talons to bear on the little girl’s face, raking at her eyes, before grabbing her by the shoulders and taking off. Rin seemed to be less affected by Mareli’s attack and one of her Katanas found the lead wolf's left leg, cutting deep and dropping her to the ground. Not wasting any time, she dodged the stinger that the scorpion woman furiously, but blindly stabbed at her again and again and finally drew a bloody line across the scorpion woman’s face. Looking to my right again, I saw that Mesta had wrestled the fox woman into submission, her head twisted into an unnatural angle and Akela was dodging and weaving the strikes of her increasingly desperate seeming opponent. To my left I saw the remaining bee woman dodging the jets of flames Ani was hurling her way, but finding no window of opportunity to retaliate. Ella was still engaged with her enemy only about two meters from the wagon. Both were panting heavily as they traded blows. I watched with horror as her opponent parried a heavy blow and converted the momentum into a spin to slam her tail heavily into Ella’s side. Ella groaned and went down to one knee, her opponent carrying a murderous expression as she raised her blade, ready to deal a decisive blow. Before I could think it through, I had launched myself from the wagon to tackle her. She sneered angrily as I sailed towards her. Her movements seemed curiously slow as the pommel of her sword went by my outstretched arms and collided with my skull. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:23 AM
| Poor Sönke. It helps to get a little combat training before you try to take on mamono... and even then, you're probably gonna lose. -2 Macho Points, mein freund. :) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| It would appear that macho points are more of a liability on Arcadia, so I'll view that as a positive change :P |
| Ah the perks of being an undead, though I'm sure Mesta prefers getting speared by Sönke. Also she might have to lick her wounds after the battle :-P Number of sexual partners is now in the double digits; Sönke is becoming quite the man slut. I don't think Arcadia's inhabitants mind though. Here's the updated passport: |
| Sönke prefers spearing Mesta as well, as I'm sure. And I promise, we'll get to work on pumping up those numbers and graduate Sönke to massive man slut :P |
| Oo, I like that ignis pic! Makes a fella want to get singed, that does. |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
mugen91 said: I can imagine a death by snu-snu verdict being cast on those bandits, with Sönke having to be the executioner :-PSönke prefers spearing Mesta as well, as I'm sure. And I promise, we'll get to work on pumping up those numbers and graduate Sönke to massive man slut :P tygertyger said: Oo, I like that ignis pic! Makes a fella want to get singed, that does. Indeed a smoking hot picture that one ;-P NSFW obviously: |
| I think the death in death by snu-snu would probably occur with Sönke first though :P And indeed, a hot picture, makes you want to play with fire :P |
mugen91Oct 16, 2017 8:14 AM
| Chapter 14 Reality returned to me in the form of a splitting headache. Opening my eyes, a pained groan escaped my mouth as my light sensitive eyes met the scalding sun above and I quickly drew them shut once more. “You’re awake,” Ella said from somewhere beside me. I tried to rise, but quickly dropped back down to the ground as a feeling of nausea and vertigo set in. “Take it easy, you might have a concussion.” “What happened?” I asked groggily. “You got knocked out.” “I got that. What else?” “We finished the fight.” “Is everyone well?” “No.” I groaned. “What happened?” “That witch did something before Mareli dropped her and they both fell.” “How is she?” I asked, worried. “She’ll be fine, her injuries are serious but not life threatening. She is unconscious though. We’ll have to find a healer and she’ll probably take some time to recover.” Feeling relieved, I slowly tried to open my eyes again, this time more wary of the light. Sand beneath me, I was lying next to the wagon, presumably where I had gotten myself knocked out. “How long was I out?” “About 15 minutes,” came the answer. “Then you finished up quickly.” “Of course. The entire fight lasted only two or so minutes.” It seemed longer, I thought. “The second honeybee flew off when she got it in her head that she had no chance against Ani and the girtablilu decided to run after Rin cut her face in half.” “I see, and the rest?” “Dead,” she replied evenly and I was not sure what other answer I’d expected. “We were lucky that they were as haggard as they were. If they had been in better condition we might not have fared so well.” [i]We almost had a loss even with them being as haggard as they were. And Mareli is injured.>/i> I chose to keep that thought to myself. I did not want to hurt her pride beyond the damage it had probably already sustained. “Sönke?” she asked tentatively. “Yes?” She remained quiet for a moment, then said. “Nevermind.” That confused me, but I decided to chalk it up to my head feeling like a horde of school children on a sugar high were rampaging through it. Mesta then came into my field of view, wearing an uncharacteristically solemn look on her face. My gaze went to her stomach and to the garish wound. “Why are you walking around? Shouldn’t you be resting?” I wondered. “Undead are not easily stopped by minor wounds like that. If she gets some of your energy later she’ll regenerate in no time,” Kohaku explained from somewhere out of my field of vision. “I see.” Minor wounds? That spear went right through her. If nothing else, this fight taught me another lesson about mamono. They had moved with incredible speed and brutality. I had been aware that they were all stronger than me, but seeing them kill like that, I wasn’t sure what to think about that. Surely, from their perspective, their actions were entirely normal, but it was disquieting to me. “We’re just about ready here, can you get up?” Kohaku asked. I tried getting up again. It caused a new bout of nausea and no small amount of discomfort, but as long as I kept my movements slow and careful, it was doable. This also allowed me to cast a glance at the gory corpses strewn about. They had been stripped of possessions, but nothing was done about them aside from that. Kohaku cast a doubting glance my way and said. “You don’t look good, you should lie down on the wagon.” I agreed and very slowly climbed up onto one of the wagons to lay next to Mareli, who was unresponsive. She was covered in bruises and one of her wings stood at an awkward angle. As we moved on, I learned that beside Mesta and Mareli, no one had been injured. At least if you didn’t count the bruises Ella would suffer from that tail slam. Aside from that, Ani seemed to have used up a lot of energy and she was currently resting up on the second wagon. --- “Has Ella thanked you yet?” Akela asked me in a conspiratorially low voice while walking beside the wagon sometime later. “No, why?” She grinned. “Oh, when you leapt to her rescue you positively set her heart aflutter.” I looked over to where Ella was walking and said in an annoyed tone. “Well, I was not exactly of much use, just got knocked out.” “You were pretty useless, yes. But without that distraction she might have been killed. I honestly didn’t think you had it in you.” “I didn’t really think much about what I was doing. Was flying through the air before I really knew what was happening.” “No matter, you have earned some respect. Not as a fighter to be sure, but as one of us.” That brought a small smile to my face. At least I hadn’t been entirely useless. Then, as quickly as the smile had formed, it was replaced by a frown. “Why the hell was there a little girl fighting with the bandits? She’s also dead, isn’t she?” Akela looked confused for a moment, so I clarified. “The one who’s… eyes Mareli gouged out.” “She was no little girl.” “Of course that was a child! Are you blind?” “No I am not blind Sönke and I tell you, that witch was an adult and in all likelihood a fair bit older than you.” “But then… why?” “Why does she look like a child? Well, there are some mamono who naturally have a more… youthful appearance and witches tend to be among them.” “Ohh…, but wouldn’t that make it hard to find a… you know?” “I’m told there are men who prefer their women with a more… childlike look. Besides, if a man is claimed by one of them, they may not care if he’s attracted to their youthful looks or not.” “Jesus fucking christ,” I muttered under my breath. Kohaku was running the teams harder than the days before, making haste towards a place called Grey Gardens where, hopefully, Mareli would receive treatment. Kohaku had given first aid, but there was no real healer in this group, which seemed like a grievous oversight to me. When we stopped for the night, I was tasked to help fix the damages that were caused by the fight, which, as might be expected, involved my semen. To my relief, they contented themselves with oral this evening. With the aftereffects of that blow to the head, I did not feel up to any physical activity. Even with me not having to do anything, I felt lightheaded when they were satisfied. Afterwards, our rest only lasted for a few hours, long enough to get the wagon teams time to regain some of their strength. As I lay in my bedroll, though I was dead tired, I had a hard time falling asleep. I had tried not to let it show, but the way my travel companions treated the slaughter of those bandits was a bit frightening. Logically, I knew that it was an ‘us or them’ situation and that they were justified in their actions. Still, such nonchalance about killing was difficult to stomach. I mulled it over in my head, but in the end I concluded that just because I had been relatively sheltered from such violence in my life so far didn’t mean that I was in a position to judge anyone. I was not on earth anymore and would have to do what humans were supposedly very good at. I would need to adapt. Eventually I must’ve fallen asleep after all, for when we broke camp to continue, I felt somewhat rested. It was still dark when we reached and forded a meandering river. We continued following the stream after that and I was told that our goal would come into sight within a few hours. A prediction that came true as a collection of structures appeared on the horizon not long after dawn. As we grew closer, I could see that there was a tower, perhaps five or six storeys tall, surrounded by a ring of two-story buildings. Coming closer yet, I saw fields with crops located a few hundred meters north of the main structures and a small collection of tents was haphazardly strewn outside the ring of outbuildings. A few huts made of adobe could be found among the tents as well, with more under construction.  As we closed in on the structures, we were met by a group of six wary, armed women. Four lizardmen and two tall women, each featuring a single horn on their heads and one wing on their back in addition to a tail. When we were close enough, one of the lizardmen spoke up, her tone not unfriendly, but stern. “Greetings, travelers. I am Berenike, captain of the tower guard of Grey Gardens. What brings you to our borders?” “Greetings Berenike, you may call me Kohaku. We are traveling to Bestallion from Umbra. Unfortunately, we were set upon on the road and have wounded with us. We hope for your hospitality and the services of a healer.” Berenike inspected our little group and wagons before nodding. “Of course. As per the First Family's orders, Grey Gardens welcomes those in need. Please follow us.“ She sent one of the lizardmen ahead to report and the rest of them took up position around us as they led us towards the structures. I couldn’t help but be conscious of the rather excited looks directed my way. It seemed like that would be a recurring theme wherever I went. We passed by the haphazard collection of tents as the curious eyes of the near exclusively female occupants followed us past the ring of outbuildings where we were told to leave the wagons behind. Kohaku seemed hesitant to do so, but ultimately directed Akela to stay behind to keep an eye out. Berenike seemed displeased at that, but made no further comment. I left the wagon and Mareli was lifted out of her resting place by Ani and Rin. “We will take your wounded to the doctor. In the meantime, I believe the first family would like to meet their guests,” said Berenike. Kohaku nodded and one of the tall women and one of the lizardmen took Mareli and started heading towards the tower. I stayed with the rest of the group, but Kohaku thought otherwise. “You should at least get your head looked at. You can join us later.” “I’m fine, really. I just need a bit more rest.” “Then it won’t take long,” she insisted. Not feeling up to debating the point, I shrugged and followed Mareli and the two others into the tower. The doctor’s rooms were located right on the ground floor and inside we came across a tall minotaur who introduced herself as Linea. Understandably, she focused her attention on Mareli. I felt dubious about leaving her to treat Mareli. Given the smell and her slightly slurred speech, she’d had a few drinks. While we waited, the lizardman sent the other woman away. She grumbled about that, all the while looking at me in clear dissatisfaction. In the end though, she left and the lizardman approached me casually. “I am Cleopatra, but you may call me Cleo. I am the second in command of the tower guard. Mind telling me your name?” I supplied my name, but nothing more as I kept watching Linea scrutinize the unconscious harpy. “Would you mind telling me what exactly happened?” “Pretty much what you heard. We were on the road when Mareli here spotted a group of bandits lying in ambush. We let them come to us and it devolved into a fight.” “And you participated? Or how did you hurt your head?” She took a step closer, interest showing in her eyes. I let out a mirthless laugh. “I guess you could say that, although I didn’t do much except get knocked out. Well, I may have served as a small distraction.” I expected her interest to die down, hearing I was no warrior, but she didn’t really seem to mind, taking another step closer and laying a clawed hand on my shoulder. Maybe not all lizardmen are so picky. “Tell me the details,” she demanded. I shrugged again and described without embellishment what I could remember of the fight, up to the point where I had launched myself at the lizardman and got myself knocked out in the bargain. “I don’t mind if you’re not a warrior, it just means I’ll be the one on top.” She pressed herself closely against me and I felt something against my leg that did not seem to belong there. “Is that a cucumber or are you just happy to see me?” I asked jokingly and somewhat confused. I had thought that all mamono were supposed to be female. She leaned in and whispered into my ear. “That’s not a very polite thing to ask a lady.” She paused for a second and shrugged. “That doesn’t bother you, does it?” I thought for a second and came to the conclusion that I was more curious than put off. Considering her probable reaction to that information, I decided not to voice that thought quite so directly though. “I thought that all mamono were female?” “Of course we are, a few of us are simply born with a little something extra, have you never heard of futas before?” “Futas?” I had to remind myself where I was. No point being surprised by anything, given everything I’d seen so far. “Yes, futanari. We have both sets of sexual organs. You didn’t know that?” “No, I did not. Well, I know the term, but I haven’t been here very long and while the concept exists, hermaphroditism doesn’t really occur where I’m from. Not with humans, anyway.” Cleo must be popular with her fellow mamono, there don't seem to be too many men around here. “I see. But you didn’t say if it bothered you?” I’m sleeping around with all kinds of human-animal hybrid women and more. Freaking out about a dick seems out of proportion. At least when it’s attached to a beautiful woman. Probably wouldn’t hurt me to give it a try. Would it? The doctor, Linea, interrupted us before I could consider formulating that thought. She had finished her initial examination of Mareli and turned to me. “She is not in any immediate danger, but her recovery will take at least a week. Let’s get you looked at now.” She had me sit down and examined my head where I had been struck. A sizable bump had formed at this point. Then she had me do a few tests to examine if I was fine before declaring. “You’ll be alright. I recommend you avoid physical exertion for a day or two, but aside from that, I give you a clean bill of health.” She shot Cleo a meaningful look as she said that. Avoiding physical activity sounded a lot easier than it was likely to be. I thanked her and got up. Cleo was on my heels immediately. “You really should never walk around the tower by yourself,” she cautioned. “Why not?” “The tower is full of traps.” “What?” I immediately came to a halt. “Why would you have a bunch of traps in a place where you live?” “The traps provide us safety from intruders. They were instrumental when the First Family fought off Nefer-Apep.” I had no clue who that was. I tried to discern whether Cleo was just yanking my chain but nonetheless resigned myself to following her footstep. I doubted that anyone would disable the traps just because I thought it was a stupid idea. “Everyone will be pleased to have another man here, the captain perhaps even more than most.” Cleo was now leading me upstairs towards the second storey of the tower. I couldn’t help but appreciate the view. I feel like sex is on my mind a lot more ever since I arrived here. I wonder if this is due to all the beautiful women around or if something else is going on? “Who is this captain anyway?” I asked, curious. “You have not heard of Antonio Warren? The Darkstar?” That doesn’t tell me anything. Wait. He? |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:24 AM
| Oh sweet cucumber, what a discovery! Good things come from Gray Gardens, I hear. One hopes that there isn't too much strife wrought as our delightful MC tries his best to be a generous guest. Perhaps not too generous so as to avoid breaking too many hearts (and possibly hymen). =P |
| [hands Sönke some extra pages for the passport] |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
emeraldtryst said: Oh sweet cucumber, what a discovery! Good things come from Gray Gardens, I hear. One hopes that there isn't too much strife wrought as our delightful MC tries his best to be a generous guest. Perhaps not too generous so as to avoid breaking too many hearts (and possibly hymen). =P Given that Sönke is on a quest to achieve the rank of massive man-slut, he might be quite accomodating towards the locals :) tygertyger said: [hands Sönke some extra pages for the passport] [Sönke takes the pages, nodding gratefully] |
Chapter 15 Cleo led me into an audience chamber that took up most of the second floor of the tower. There, I was reunited with my companions, who were in the company of some of the locals. Three chairs were placed at the head of the room, a raven-haired Anubis with a reserved expression seated on the right, a blond cat like Mamono with a friendly smile on the left and a middle aged, lean and dark skinned man in the middle. That had to be Antonio or the ‘Darkstar’ that Cleo had mentioned. The two women were both heavily pregnant, teasing at their relationship to the man. Behind the Anubis’ chair stood a redheaded honeybee and some of the guards that had greeted us earlier were present as well. Cleo whispered to me. “That’s the sharif, the priestess and the captain of Grey Gardens,” she nodded towards the Anubis, the cat lady and the man in turn. The conversation had halted when we’d entered the hall and most of the attention was directed our way. The Anubis leaned over and whispered something into the man’s ear before speaking up, addressing me. “Welcome to you as well, honored guest. Welcome to Grey Gardens. I hope your companion’s condition is not too dire?” “Thank you,” I said, “And no, your healer assures me that she is not in danger. She will require some time to recover though.” “That is news well received. In the meantime, you are more than welcome to stay here as our guests.” “And we gratefully accept your hospitality,” Kohaku interjected sincerely. “And tonight, we shall hold a feast to welcome our guests.” The priestess declared with a wide smile. “Of course,” the man agreed within an equally wide smile on his face. I could see on the faces of the assembled that the sentiment found agreement, as only the sharif maintained her reserved expression. After the audience was over, we were once again warned against wandering the tower alone and a raven haired Lizardman, who introduced herself as Simrit, was assigned to show us to the guest quarters on the third floor. To my pleasant surprise, I got a room all to myself. This marked the first time since my arrival that I would have a bed to myself. Although I valued the odds that I’d actually sleep by myself very low. After getting settled in, which did not take particularly long given the few personal effects we were carrying, some of my companions, particularly Mesta and Ani, started raving out in the corridor about how happy they were to have met Darkstar and wondering how they might win a night with him. Kohaku sternly reminded them that they were guests here and not to do anything stupid. I stepped out of the room and added. “The sharif and priestess also didn’t particularly look like they were into sharing, the way they placed themselves on either side and being the only pregnant women around here.” “What? Are you getting jealous, Sönke?” Ani tried to tease me. “Nope, but I’m pretty sure my chances of getting laid with the locals are a lot better than yours,” I shot back with a grin. “We’ll see about that,” Mesta exclaimed with a grin. Let’s hope she doesn’t do anything stupid. --- A little while later, Cleo sauntered down the corridor and told me that the captain wanted to speak to me. Curious about him myself, I obliged her and she led me to the very top of the tower. On the way, she continued her charm offensive and I found my resistance, not exactly at an all time high to begin with, wavering. On the top, I was greeted by a roof garden, including multiple fruit trees and Darkstar himself. Cleo withdrew herself slightly, but remained within calling distance. I stepped closer to the man and only then did I realize that his eyes were of milky white color and unmoving. He was blind. That didn’t seem to bother him too much though, as he turned to face me. Supposedly your other senses become sharper when you lose one, I guess he heard me. Then again, I didn’t try to be silent. “It’s good to see another man around here. Well, figuratively speaking.” He gave me a little grin. “I am Tony, though you may have heard some of the others call me captain.” “I’m Sönke,” I answered. “It’s nice to meet you and thank you again for your hospitality.” “No need to be so formal.” “Alright,” I said, holding out my hand before realizing that that was terribly useless with a blind man. Awkward and not sure what to do I just grabbed his arm with my left and guided it towards my right and shook it. He was nice enough not to make a comment. “You have a nice home.” I said, overplaying my awkwardness, not quite sure what to talk about with him. He and his wives seemed to be something like the local rulers. I hardly wanted to jeopardize our welcome here by being rude. “It is nice, though it was hard fought for.” “How so?” I asked, glad that he provided a topic of conversation. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts, Tony launched into a story about how he’d arrived in this place, met his now wives and taken on a quest to bring the remains of a queen into this tomb. He told me of how he’d risen to fame as the Darkstar at the Moon Bazaar and how he had drawn the attention of a fiendish apophis queen named Nefer-Apep, their chase towards Grey Gardens and the battle they had waged, in which he lost his eyesight. I suspected there were a few things he was leaving out, but that was only fair, I was a stranger after all and he was hardly obligated to tell me everything. Still, knowing he also came from earth and really hadn’t been here very long made me feel somewhat more at ease with him. “That’s quite a story,” I finally said when he was finished. “I was honestly surprised when I heard that there was a man in a leadership position here.” “How come?” “Well, judging from what I saw in Umbra, my impression was that mamono like their men, but not exactly in positions of authority or power.” He considered for a moment. “Perhaps, but if you find the right partner… or partners, it is possible to be in a relationship between equals.” “Or end up the ruler of a neat little desert oasis?” I chuckled, but then asked. “But how do you find the right one? You ended up marrying the first two women you met. What if you had been less lucky with your first acquaintances?” I asked. “First and third, technically,” he corrected. “But I suppose I may not be captain of Grey Gardens in that case. Enough about me though. I told you my story, now I shall hear yours.” I grimaced. “Nothing quite so grand as yours I’m afraid, I’ve only been here for a month or so.” I quickly retold the path I had walked since my arrival, from my stumbling through the sands, to meeting Lea and Amunta, my arrival in Umbra and the deal I made with Ayanna. How I decided to leave Ahmose and my search for a safe-ish way through the desert. How I finally found success and left Umbra and finally ended up here. “You’re still unclaimed then?” he asked me when I finished. “Does that matter?” I asked, somewhat warily. “It will probably turn a few heads here. We do not have many men around and they’re all married as well. You see, there’s something of an imbalance.” “So what? All your single ladies will try to lay claim to me?” “They’ll be eager to court you, but they won’t do anything without your consent.” “Well, that was covered, right? Rape being illegal in Ahmose. Unless you’re Akhet and the recipient of your… affection is a Hemu.” “I suppose so, but you’ll find that this law isn’t enforced as much away from the population centers. Also, captain’s law was implemented before Ahmose took power. So technically, we were first.” “Well, that’s something I suppose.” “And how are you liking Arcadia so far? You told me what happened to you, but not much on what you think about it.” “Hmm,” I considered for a moment. What did I really think about this place? “I suppose my feelings are a bit mixed. I’m certainly enjoying the attention, in some ways this is like a paradise. Although I worry what the future will hold. I guess it can get a bit annoying that a large swath of the population will basically reduce you to what’s between your legs. But I guess I could’ve hit it much worse as far as alternative world scenarios go. And even if I hated it, not much to be done about it, is there?” “You haven’t thought about going home?” “Honestly? Not really. I’ve been too busy to really miss it yet. And even if I wanted to go, how likely is it that there’s a convenient way back? The previous Lord was willing to sacrifice swaths of the population to maybe open a portal, I can’t see how it would be possible to just go back without a great price being paid. And besides…” I fell quiet as a repressed memory came back. “What is it?” Tony asked. “I think… I died? My last memory is of me about to have a pretty horrific accident.” How did I forget about that? Am I actually dead? Is this a weird joke of an afterlife? Or maybe this is some kind of comatose dream? “It could be that. Or perhaps whoever or whatever brings humans here transported you before the accident happened,” Tony reasoned. “Maybe,” I relented. “It doesn’t really matter I suppose, no way to be certain about it,” I fell silent, thoughtful in spite of my declaration. “That’s enough of this depressing talk,” Tony finally said after a minute or two of brooding silence. “Would you like to meet Liam? He’s one of the other guys I told you about.” “Sure, I guess we should call Cleo or?...” “Of course, don’t want you triggering the traps.” Is he trying to tell me he can navigate the traps without his eyes? I called Cleo and we started heading down. It seemed Tony was not actually capable of walking the tower without triggering traps, Cleo was holding onto him and guiding him down the steps while I mirrored her steps. Judging by his grimace, Tony did not seem too happy about needing this kind of assistance. “So, who is this Liam guy anyway?” I asked. “He’s… well, you’ll see.” They led me down beyond the first floor and into the basement of the tower. Down there, they led me into a workshop of kinds where we came across another man – presumably Liam – working on something. “Oh, hi there Tony,” he exclaimed, before regarding me. “Ha, a new arrival, ain’t that neat.” He walked over to me and held out his hand. “I’m Liam, who’re you? New arrival?” “Sönke and yeah, pretty new.” I shook his offered hand. “So now that there’s another man around, does that mean less Ribbon duty for me?” Liam asked Tony. “What’s that?” I asked, curious. “Ah, not important right now.” Tony said dismissively. “Ha, we’ll see about that. Mami will be happy if I get called on less often. And I imagine Aneksi will be as well.” “So Liam, what are you working on right now?” Tony was obviously eager to change the topic. It was like Tony had opened the floodgates and words started gushing from Liam’s mouth as he spent the next half hour enthusiastically describing various ideas that ranged from utterly insane and completely infeasible to perhaps useful and sounding somewhat doable. Apparently he’d been an audio engineer back on earth and was working on ways to use some of the technologies and concepts that he was familiar with. Although I did not buy his story of having come here from the 23rd century. He showed us multiple prototypes in various stages of development. Many of his ideas seemed to rely on the skills of his wife Mami, who was a kind of wind elemental called a sylph. At some point, when I couldn’t stand the rambling anymore, I used a short break to interject. “Say Tony, I’ve been here for about a month, but I continuously come across new types of mamono and while some are somewhat recognizable based on my knowledge of earth mythology, in many cases I have no clue what it is I’m dealing with. Is there some way you can help me with that?” “I could certainly help you a bit with that, but if you want to get thorough tutelage, Aneksi might be persuaded. She’s basically a walking encyclopedia.” “That sounds great,” I nodded enthusiastically. Learning about the different species of mamono probably should’ve been on my agenda much earlier. “And Aneksi was…the priestess or the sharif perhaps? I’m sorry, Cleo only introduced them by those terms” “Aneksi is the priestess of Grey Gardens. My anubis wife is called Beset,” Tony enlightened me. Then he turned to Liam and said. “Don’t stay down here all night again, we’re having a feast tonight.” “Yes, yes, of course.” He answered, absentmindedly, having returned to his workstation already after I had interrupted him. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:24 AM
| Two chapters and no passport update. Count me surprised! Though potential ribbon duty and the bedroom foreshadowing probably means that won't last two more chapters. The quality of the writing as well as the upload frequency keeps impressing me. Especially given the fact that you're not an native English speaker. I know from my own experiences that it can be quite a challenge to write in a non-native language. |
MetallumOperatur said: Two chapters and no passport update. Count me surprised! Though potential ribbon duty and the bedroom foreshadowing probably means that won't last two more chapters. [Hands Tyger's extra pages to Metal] You'll need them :P MetallumOperatur said: The quality of the writing as well as the upload frequency keeps impressing me. Especially given the fact that you're not an native English speaker. I know from my own experiences that it can be quite a challenge to write in a non-native language. Studying in english, as well as having english as my everyday language at work, helps a lot with that :P |
mugen91 said: Studying in english, as well as having english as my everyday language at work, helps a lot with that :P The truth comes out. :) |
| "When you have bought your own load of hooey, you know exactly what it is worth." -- Bruce Sterling |
| It's not like I was hiding it :P |
| Chapter 16 After leaving the workshop and heading back up to ground level, Tony excused himself by saying that there were a few things he needed to take care of and headed off with one of the other lizardman guards, leaving me alone with Cleo. “What would you like to do now?” She asked flirtatiously. What she wanted to do was clear enough, yet she asked a coy question. “Would you like to take a bath?” “That would be nice actually.” My last opportunity to properly wash was a few days ago after all and I imagined that was noticeable. She led the way out of the tower to a semi-detached building that housed a bath. It was built from the same grey marble as the tower and ring of outbuildings. Inside, I found a quite expansive open bath area. “I’ll see you later,” Cleo said before departing. I was almost disappointed, watching her tail sway behind her as she walked away. Was I being too self-assured in thinking she would surely join me? I shrugged away the question along with my clothes before heading for the largest bath. I fully submerged myself and basked in the cool comfort. After lazing around for a bit, I swam a few relaxed rounds before settling down at the water’s edge once more. I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh. It was oh so relaxing. Too relaxing, perhaps. I cracked open an eye when I felt something sharp along my shin. Yep, that was Cleo, fully in the nude. I let my gaze drift across her toned, obviously well-trained body. I couldn’t help but let my gaze drift down to where her decidedly unfeminine member was dangling. “Enjoying the view? I could make you two more familiar,” I snapped my eyes back up. Cleo gave me a superior smile and stepped closer. She took another step forward and placed one of her clawed feet in my crotch. I was not entirely comfortable with her claws this close to my crown jewels. Still, I somehow had a hard time deciding where to assign a higher priority. That or the quickly swelling member in front of my face. I was admittedly curious, yet reluctant to take the first step. Especially since it started looking quite impressive from up close. She placed her on my head and brushed across the short hair. “It’s not going to take care of itself,” she cooed, hooking her hand behind my neck and gently pulling my head closer. “Open up.” I looked at her for a moment, then slightly parted my lips. She wasted no time pushing her head forward and ordering. “Suck it.” I carefully obliged her and slowly started moving my head forward, taking her deeper before moving back again. I maintained this motion for a while, seeking eye contact periodically. It really wasn’t bad, I thought. Certainly nothing to be scared of. She continually cooed at me to go deeper and faster. Eventually her hand that had returned to roaming across my head moved down to the back of my neck once more and she held me in position. “Now take a deep breath,” she instructed. I gulped nervously before following her instruction and she pushed her hips forward while keeping my head in position. She started slowly, carefully. But when she saw that I seemed to be able to take it, she increased the pace and depth of her movements, which quickly brought me to my limit, causing me to gag and sputter. Instead of stopping, this seemed to get her more excited as she maintained her pace, ignoring my hands that tried weakly to push her away while moaning lustfully. She only stopped when she had herself fully buried, my lips pressed into her crotch. She held me in position while I struggled for air that I couldn’t get into my lungs. “You’re not particularly good at this, but having a guy blow me makes the whole thing special somehow.” I looked at her through teary eyes. “What is it? Are you uncomfortable? I told you I’d be on top.” She held me in place for a few more seconds before she pulled back. I coughed and sputtered, greedily sucking in air. “Looks like someone liked that,” Cleo was looking at my erection below the water surface. I shot her an affronted look. Privately I had to admit I did sort of like it. I’d not be caught saying that out loud though. “Looks like I win in the size department,” Cleo taunted me further, before squatting down and impaling herself on me. She let out a small gasp and conceded. “But it still hits the spot.” She leaned forward as if to kiss me, then bit my lip instead, before starting to pump her hips up and down. She wrapped her hands around the back of my head and bent it down between her tits as her moans became louder and less reserved. I found myself completely caught in her pace and simply went along with it, nibbling at her nipples as she rode me. As she continued fucking me, I fought valiantly to hold off on my climax. I was somewhat worried about what she’d demand next if I finished before her. I tried to take a more active role in our coupling by placing my hands on her hips to gain some leverage, but she brushed them away. Any further attempts at controlling the pace were equally denied and after a few minutes of intense stimulation, the dam broke. “Looks like I win yet again,” Cleo said with that same superior smile on her face. “I haven’t cum yet, I think you know what that means?” I considered her nervously as she got up. Then she grabbed at me and turned me around, laying my torso over the edge of the bath. “Getting second thoughts here,” I said nervously. “I’m not,” She answered nonchalantly, lining herself up. “I’m serious,” I turned my hips to the side, denying her the target. “Tsk, and what do you propose I do with this?” She said in an annoyed tone and slapped her erection against me. At least she was listening now. I slowly turned back around. “You don’t know how to get me… ready again quickly?” “Magic is not my forte.” She considered me for a second. “If I can’t cum in the backdoor, how about the front? You liked that, didn’t you?” After some consideration, I slowly nodded my consent and without waiting another second, she pushed me down and once more held my head in place before plunging herself back in. A lot less gentle this time, she had me gagging quickly, a gleeful look of abandon on her face. All of a sudden, two voices spoke up from behind me in unison. “Wow Cleo, we heard we received guests just a few hours ago, we did not think anyone would be this fast.” The voices sounded somewhat… jealous? I panicked and turned beet red. I tried to escape her grasp, but Cleo kept me firmly in place and continued her ‘work’. Talking between grunts she answered. “He couldn’t… resist my…charms.” The fact that I could not see who was there behind me didn’t make the situation any less embarrassing. Things being what they were, I wasn’t left with many options though, as my struggling was resolutely ignored. It seemed I didn’t have any options but to take it until Cleo was done. “Almost… there,” came her strained voice above me before she pushed herself in all the way and marked me with her seed. Her thighs quivered in concert with her moans as she left a weird, though not necessarily unpleasant lingering taste in my mouth. “Why are you so…,” said a voice to my right. “…rough with him Cleo?” Continued another, similar voice to my left. The speakers were two identical looking young brunette women, bearing a strong resemblance to the priestess, Aneksi. “I am Nefret…,” said the one on the right. “…I am Bahiti,” said the one of on the left. “Sönke,” I said, feeling very embarrassed still. “No need to be embarrassed, for your first time you were not terrible,” Cleo said, entirely missing the point. “But you need to work on your commitment, next time we’re going all the way.” “I believe that is not…,” said Bahiti. “…what he is embarrassed about,” Nefret finished. They moved closer from either side. “Hey now, I had him first,” Cleo protested. “And you do not want to share with us?” they asked in unison. “How about enough for now?” I suggested, not feeling up for any more at this point in time. “Meaning you are alright with later then?” They asked in unison, smirking. “First I get to finish what I started,” Cleo proclaimed before plopping herself down next to me, dislodging Nefret from my left side in the process. They made a slightly annoyed, curiously synchronized, sound, then Nefret moved over to sit next to Bahiti and I settled in to finally actually enjoy the bath once more, when two more people bearing clear familial likeness to the priestess entered, one with blond and the other with black hair. “How lucky to meet our new arrival in such a setting,” The blond-haired woman said suggestively. “I am Sekhet.” “And I am Anuket,” The black-haired woman interjected, drawing my attention to herself. “Cleo has already…,” Nefret started in a disappointed tone. “…tired him out,” Bahiti finished in the same tone. “That’s right,” Cleo said, laying her scaled arm across my shoulder and drawing my head down to her chest possessively. Anuket smirked at me. “You are swinging that way?” “Not swinging any particular way, just healthy curiosity,” I said, trying to disentangle my head from Cleo’s grasp. “You would not refuse Cleo’s advances either, sister,” Sekhet stated. “True,” Anuket admitted and the group had a little laugh. Everyone settled in to enjoy a bath and I figured I’d remain with them for a little while longer, despite my embarrassment. They asked me about myself and the others I’d arrived with and told me about themselves in turn. As expected, the fact that I was not claimed by any of my travel companions caused some excitement and drove the flirtatiousness up a few degrees. It was surprising how, compared to when I first arrived in Umbra, I had quickly become much more comfortable around these mamono and their straightforwardness. At least it didn’t make me nearly as uncomfortable anymore to be looked at like a juicy steak thrown into a pen filled with starving dogs. Eventually I decided it was time to take my leave though and I rose from the bath. Cleo grabbed my hand and pulled me back down before whispering in my ear. “Your ass is still mine,” She gave me her superior smirk before releasing me. I decided to quickly retreat before she could try to make her claim true there and then. I just barely managed to exit the bathhouse before getting intercepted by the next person. The woman that had helped Cleo move Mareli into Linea’s office moved up to me. I had noticed it before, but seeing her up close really drove home how tall she was. I was not short by any means, but she easily eclipsed the two-meter mark. Combined with her flowing red mane, this gave her a strong amazonian vibe. “Do you need any help?” She asked coily. I wonder how they manage to make almost anything they say sound suggestive. Does that require training or does it come naturally? I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m not sure what to do now. When will the feast begin?” “Soon enough, preparations are well under way. I’m Adrianna, by the way,” She grabbed hold of my arm and pulled me closer to her. I didn’t mind her being straightforward, though I did dimly wonder how many of the locals I’d end up bedding with that laissez faire attitude. Or perhaps it was more appropriate to wonder how many of the locals would bed me? She started walking and pulled me along. After rounding the tower partway, I could see that preparations were indeed well under way. Long benches and tables had been brought out and set up between the tower and ring of surrounding buildings. Aneksi was directing some of the other women as they set up more tables. “Is everyone attending the feast?” I asked. “Everyone but the guards on duty,” Adrianna answered. “Luckily I am off duty tonight, so you’ll have the pleasure of my company” I suspect there will be a number of women eager to grant me the ‘pleasure of their company’, I thought to myself. Then again, just as I had told Tony earlier, all the attention given to me was certainly one of the pros of this place. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:25 AM
| Don't think we had a H-scene like that before. Props for that, even when I'm not particularly into futas myself. Also I approve Amazonesses with red manes :-D |
| There may be one or two more futas coming :P Who'd have thought? :P |
Chapter 17 As preparations for the feast neared completion, more and more mamono started arriving, both from the proper buildings and the impromptu camp outside the compound. All in all, I estimated there were perhaps a bit less than seventy people lining the tables. Scanning the lines of mamono, except for Tony and Liam, there were only two other men in Grey Gardens. Considering I had been told that the human population on Arcadia was perhaps four in a hundred, the present ratio actually exceeded the approximate continent wide ratio. Four in hundred was a fairly clear number, but seeing that the present ratio was higher than the island’s average really put the disparity into perspective. “We should find a place to sit,” Adrianna suggested. I nodded and we left to look for a suitable seat. I was somewhat surprised at the approach she had taken. Given her appearance, I had assumed that she would take the aggressive flirting route, but instead she had largely left me to my own thoughts as we watched the feast being set up, speaking very little. We passed by the tables and I couldn’t take two steps without hearing some variation of. “Why don’t you sit down here with us sweetie?” Or “Come to us, we’ll make it worth your while.” I just shook my head at the offers and declined politely, since I had already decided I’d sit with Tony and his family tonight. I wanted to ask Aneksi about teaching me what I needed to know about mamono. That or at least give me an idea about common species I might encounter. Besides, even with Tony’s assurances that none here would do anything without my consent, placing myself in the middle of the herd seemed like a bit much. We stepped up to the table where Tony and Aneksi, along with her sisters and Kohaku, Rin, Akela and two others I did not yet know were already seated. Accepting an inviting gesture, I took a seat between Aneksi and Sekhet, close to the head of the table. Adrianna took a seat further down the same table. Kohaku, sitting opposite of me, shot me a sly grin. “I heard you already worked hard on winning your bet with Ani,” Seeing my questioning look, she clarified. “You said you’d have better chances of getting laid with the locals than she did? I heard you swallow like a champ.” I choked in surprise and tried not to turn red again. How did Kohaku already hear about that? Someone was being decidedly too loose-lipped. Though, before I had a chance to answer, Sekhet spoke up. “Don’t make fun of him, that’s not why I told you all. It’s nice to have another man here that is open minded. It gives all of us some hope for some fun.” “I was just poking fun at him, he’s thick skinned enough to take a joke.” “Sure,” I said. “And I’m sure you don’t mind not getting laid while I polish my swallowing skills?” She made a show of acting excessively affronted, then smiled and promised she’d make sure to get her due. “Now , are you going to let Cleo go all the way?” Sekhet wanted to know. “I don’t know. That’s not really something I plan for or typically discuss…” “I see, but why not give it a try? You might find you like it.” “I’ll think about it. Still, why are you trying to convince me to be with her? Earlier you seemed interested yourself?” “One does not necessarily exclude the other, does it?” “And when you decide to give her your ass, give me a heads up, maybe I can sell tickets for the show.” Kohaku suggested with a low laugh. I couldn’t tell if she was joking, so I just gave her an incredulous look. Beset, Tony’s other wife, then finally made her way over to the table. She was closely followed by the red-haired honeybee that I’d seen standing behind her chair in the audience hall. The way she looked, her due date was probably quite close. Shooting a comparing look at Aneksi, I thought that she would take a little while longer yet. Beset finally sat down at the table with visible effort. The honeybee disappeared back into the tower and a short while later, multiple women came out carrying trays of food and drink. Until now I had scarcely noticed, but seeing the food, I realized that I’d worked up quite an appetite. “You don’t seem to have much trouble with food scarcity here?” I asked Aneksi. “We are producing our own food for the most part,” she explained. “There’s more than we need in fact, which allows us to trade some of our surplus for other goods.” “Then I suppose this place must be quite popular as a refuge?” I asked. “Though there don’t seem to be that many refugees here.” “No,” she agreed. “We could take in many more people. The refugees that currently take shelter with us consist largely of those that stumble upon this place or are picked up by our patrols. So far, few have intentionally sought shelter here as your group has.” “How so? Are you keeping this place secret?” “No, we have no reason to. We have won the right to occupy this place. I suspect that more will come eventually. After all, the curse of Grey Gardens was only lifted quite recently.” Trays of food and jars filled with drink were set down on the tables. There were roasted and cooked vegetable dishes from the fields I had seen when we approached the tower. I saw beans, peas and broccoli. There was freshly baked bread and fresh fruits. Meat was present as well, although the grown produce certainly made up the bulk of the dishes. Keeping a large number of livestock in the desert, even in an Oasis like Grey Gardens, probably wasn’t very easy. Especially given that the first family hadn’t occupied Grey Gardens for all that long. Water and beer, of the same variety I had enjoyed with Ayanna in Umbra, along with some wine was served with the dishes. The women carrying the trays quickly found spaces at the tables and Beset lifted herself from her bench once more, speaking a few welcoming words and telling the assembled crowd to enjoy themselves tonight. Her short speech was met with cheers and loud conversation sprang up everywhere as Beset sank down again. Cups were filled with drink and plates with food. I dug in myself, content to not focus much on making conversation, preferring to do more listening as I was eating. Only after successfully filling my stomach and already having had a few refills did I decide to ask Aneksi about my request. “Tony told me that you were very knowledgeable.” “Did he?” She threw a slightly amused look Tony’s way, who was sitting at the head of the table. I also noted that her tail waved back and forth a bit faster. ”I should hope so, were I not knowledgeable I could hardly perform my duties as priestess.” “Yes, I believe ‘like a walking encyclopedia’ was the expression. Anyway, I was hoping you may be able to help me. I’ve only been here a short time and I feel my knowledge about this place is very inadequate.” “And you were hoping to make use of my encyclopedic knowledge? What do you want to know?” “I was hoping you could teach me, yes. I know very little about Arcadia or the different species of mamono that inhabit it. I just think it’s something I should be a bit more familiar with.” “I believe we can come to an arrangement,” she said after a short consideration. “Why don’t you come to the chapel tomorrow at noon?” “Thanks, I will,” I said gratefully. “What are you talking about Sönke? You’re already intimately familiar with quite a few species.” Kohaku laughed. “You just need to keep fucking everything that gives you the eyes and eventually you’ll be ‘intimately familiar’ with them all. I could make you a list and you can scratch an entry off whenever you get mounted by someone new.” “I think it would be good to have some insights before I ‘get mounted’,” I fired back. “But you do not mind getting mounted? You want to spread your affections around then?” Aneksi asked. I considered it for a second. “Well, I’m not really bound up in anything serious at this point, so I don’t see any damage in having fun,” I shrugged. “As long as I get a choice in the matter, I really don’t mind. Not like it’s unpleasant for me.” “In that case, perhaps you could do me a favor as well?” Aneksi asked. “I’ll talk to him about that later,” Tony interjected. A suspicion sprang up in my mind. “Ribbon duty?” I asked. “Yeah,” he agreed. “Are you trying to get me blackout drunk before asking me about whatever ribbon duty is?” I asked. “You’ve already fed and watered me, that puts me in a fairly charitable mood, without even mentioning the alcohol.” It was obviously something sexual. Otherwise, why would it be only the men being called on and why else would their wives be happy if they were called on less often? “Grey Gardens has a dozen mummies that need to be supplied with spirit energy on a regular basis. Aneksi is not happy about sharing Tony with anyone but me and would therefore like you to do your part in supplying them with energy during your stay.” The tone in which Beset said this made it clear that she didn’t regard sharing as big a deal as Aneksi. “Hmmm…” I thought for a moment. A dozen were quite a number. Then again, I’d be here for perhaps only a week. How often could they call on me in that timeframe? It was the least I could do to repay their hospitality. “Sure, why not. And make sure to add mummies to the list,” I said to Kohaku with a grin. Tony and Aneksi both looked happy with my response and Beset too seemed somewhat pleased. As the feasting portion of the feast was slowly winding down, Beset mentioned to Tony. “It is time to start the evening’s entertainment I believe.” Tony smiled and nodded in response. Him, Aneksi and her sisters all got up and moved over to a slightly elevated platform that had been set up some meters away from the rows of tables. Most attendees soon rose from their seats and assembled before the stage, chattering excitedly. A few women also converged at the table I was sitting at, but the first one to get a hold of me was Adrianna. I hardly had time to get up before she pulled me to my feet and dragged me towards the stage, earning her a fair number of jealous and disappointed stares in the process. She explained that musical entertainment would now begin and her slurred speech indicated that she had been very indulgent towards the drinks. Aneksi, Sekhet, Anuket, Bahiti and Nefret had taken position on the stage and started playing their instruments to a slow beat while Tony joined in with the vocals, giving a pleasant R&B rendition. The women all around started swaying to the music, some dancing alone, others pairing up. Adrianna reached around me and placed her hand on the small of my back and pressed her body close to mine and we started slow dancing. Even though the reversal of positions was a bit awkward at first, I quickly decided to go with the flow and placed my hand on her upper arm. I was happy that she did not try any formal dance with me, it had been a few years since I tried that. Not that I could be sure that this place’s classical dances were the same or that they had any at all. We danced for a while, but after two more songs another woman, an arachne, skittered up to us, clearly intent on taking over for Adrianna. To my surprise, she relinquished her hold of me without argument and let the arachne take hold of me. I was not sure how to dance with her, the bulk of her lower body meant that my head barely even reached up to her breasts. She didn’t seem to be too concerned with that as she mashed my head into her pillowy breasts and started swaying with the music. Successively, I danced with one woman after another, taking the lead with some of them, being led by others. Some of them were quite grabby, while others were more reserved or even shy. I enjoyed myself a lot until, at the end, I was paired up with Akela when Tony and his family concluded their performance. Taking advantage of the break, I decided to return to my table to wet my throat as some of the other attendees of the feast took to the stage to add to the night's entertainment. “You could get up on the stage and sing something as well,” Akela suggested. The idea found approval with the musicians that had also returned to the table and left me in a bind. There were even more people here than had been at the tavern. Then again, that had gone pretty well. What was the worst that could happen? So I agreed. “I’ll join you for moral support,” Tony promised and after a little break we headed for the stage. We waited until it was free once more and I took up a guitar, the crowd silenced in anticipation. “How about something upbeat?” I suggested. “I’m going to assume you know this one, so feel free to join in.” Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah! I'm floating around in ecstasy So don't stop me now don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time Tony did indeed know the song and his voice soon joined mine. The audience seemed to enjoy the rendition and cheered loudly when we finished. Tony and I both made a little bow before leaving the stage, much to the dismay of the audience that was demanding an encore. We headed back to the table for another refresher, though the way through the crowd felt a bit like running a gauntlet, as every few steps a pair of hands tried to grab hold of me and pull me in. Back at the table I barely had a chance to take two big gulps before I was hugged tightly from behind, an even drunker Adrianna running her hands over my body. “Are we doing this or not?” She asked. I suspected she was trying to sound seductive, but her slurred voice dampened the effect somewhat. What happened to the restrained woman from earlier? I wondered idly. I weighed my options and decided that I was about ready to call it a night. “Sure thing, let’s go.” She made a happy sound before scooping me up in her arms, holding me in a classic princess carry posture. “You think you could just throw me over your shoulder instead?” I asked, not too enthusiastic about being carried like this. “Aww, feeling embarrassed?” she asked. “A bit,” I admitted. “More embarrassed than being caught with a dick in your throat?” she asked teasingly. “Comparably.” She snorted, but didn’t change her grip on me as she carried me past the jeering crowd. We headed for the tower and I was slightly surprised that she didn’t take me to the barracks, which were situated in the much closer outbuildings. Perhaps she was anticipating less interference in my room? When we entered the tower, I relaxed a bit in her grip, outside of view this posture was still somewhat uncomfortable, but less embarrassing. Despite her inebriation, we arrived safely on the third level and I directed her to the room that was mine for the duration of our stay here. Once inside, she threw me on the bed and quickly climbed after me, straddling my waist. She started kissing me roughly, taking breaks only to slowly remove one piece of clothing after the other. Removing her uniform revealed soft breasts, which stood in stark contrast to the hardness of her abdominals. I started exploring her body, first with my hands and then with my mouth. As far as my limited range of movement allowed, anyway. She returned the favor, running her nails over my stomach, chest, shoulders and back in turn. She bent further down and removed my last piece of clothing before positioning herself between my legs, taking my already hard manhood in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down languidly, clearly not intent on bringing me over the edge. She carried on for a bit and then stopped, gave me a few measuring strokes and straddled my waist once more with a lewd smile on her face. While her oral attention had been slow and almost gentle, now she was being more direct as she impaled herself upon my length in one quick, impatient motion. She moaned throatily as she came to rest against my pelvis. Then she placed her hands on my chest and started ascending again before slamming herself down. She repeated this motion a few times, increasing the pace and force as she went along. Her eyes, which had seemed somewhat unfocused before, now looked fully focused as they bore into my own. She had stopped moaning as she carefully studied my reaction to her slamming down her hips with increasing ferocity. I let out the occasional gasp as the bed creaked in protest beneath us and winced at a particularly strong downward slam. Fearing she might inadvertently break my pelvis or my bed, I moved my hands from her breasts and placed one on her hip and gave her clit some attention with the thumb of the other. She yipped in surprise and her downward slams halted. Taking the opportunity, I grabbed her hips firmly on both sides, lifted her off me and flipped her onto her back, leaving me on top of her. She did not stop me, but rather gave me a coy look as if to dare me to give it my best shot. I gave her a sly smile and took hold of her legs, pushing them up until her knees were on either side of her head before slamming myself back into her sodden slit none-too gently. She bit softly at my lip as I pressed my weight into her and leaned forward to kiss her. Unfortunately, I could not maintain that pace for long and when I stopped briefly, she quickly freed her strong legs and wrapped them around me, giving her some leverage over the pace of our coupling once more. I noticed that her breathing had become raspy and felt encouraged by that. I redoubled my efforts. A few thrusts more was all that was needed and I was rewarded as she gave a colossal moan and bent her head back towards the ceiling. I kept moving as she quivered beneath me. For once, I managed to hold on until my partner rode out her orgasm before I gave in to the incessant need myself. I let myself collapse into the soft valley of her breasts and breathed heavily while running my hands appreciatively over her strong arms. Then, having caught my breath, I tried to pull out but the amazon woman held me fast with her legs locked behind me. “That was a lot more effort than you put in for me,” I heard Cleo’s voice from behind in a tone of mock offense. “You’re quite the slut, huh? Getting mounted by one girl after the other.” When did she get here? I wondered. I had not noticed at all, but she had to have been watching for a while. She was naked and by the looks of, fully ready for action. “Ready to finish what you started?” she asked and licked her lips before showing a toothy grin. “He’s spent, I think,” Adrianna said in a slurred voice. “All soft now.” “I’m sure I can do something about that,” Cleo said suggestively and took a slow and deliberate step closer. I considered it for just a moment. If I didn’t go through with it, I’d probably end up wondering if I missed out on something. Perhaps it was the alcohol speaking, but even if I didn’t like it, in about a week or so we’d be leaving and Cleo would be out of my life. So what did I have to lose? “Alright,” I said. “Alright?” Cleo said in a mocking tone. “You can do better than that, can’t you? How about ‘I have this itch that only you can scratch, Cleo’?” I looked at her incredulously, but she seemed to be serious, so I haltingly said. “I have this itch that only you can scratch, Cleo. Won’t you help me?” That did the trick. Cleo quickly closed the distance and jumped onto the bed. She maneuvered herself behind me and I nervously licked my lips. I half expected her to just jam herself in, an act which likely wouldn’t have been a very pleasant experience. Instead she used the narrow tip of her tail to loosen me up a bit first. Adrianna pulled my head down to her breasts again, placing my mouth against one of her nipples to distract me. I took it in my mouth and let my thumb run across the other, drawing pleased sounds from her. I still felt Cleo’s efforts, of course, but it wasn’t exactly unpleasant. I might even have gone as far as to say it felt good. Before long, Cleo judged her preparations to be sufficient. She let a glob of spit fall onto my ring, lined herself up and started pressing forward. I gasped as the pressure mounted as it was certainly different from the narrow tip of her tail and felt a lot thicker than it had looked. I tried to move away from her, but with my member still buried in Adrianna’s sodden depths and her legs wrapped around my back, there was nowhere to go. Meanwhile, Cleo inexorably carried on, sinking her meat into me until her pelvis sat flush against my backside. “He’s getting hard again,” Adrianna exclaimed excitedly. “Are you ready, or do you need a moment?” Cleo asked in a surprising show of consideration. “Give me a second,” I said, giving it my best shot to relax. I took a few deep breaths in and out, consciously trying to relax. Meanwhile, Adriana was running her hand over my scalp and Cleo’s clawed hand stroked soothingly at my thigh. When I felt her impatiently flex her dick inside me a few times, I finally said. “Ok, but please be gentle.” “I don’t know the meaning of the word,” Cleo replied cheekily as she slowly pulled back her hips. Contrary to her statement and to my immense relief, she did start off slowly, giving me more time to get used to the unusual sensation. She slowly moved back and forth, one clawed hand held onto my hand while the other continued soothingly scratching across my thigh. Eventually though, she started to increase the pace and I had to admit that I did in fact enjoy it. Our positioning also meant that any attempt at thrusting into Adrianna was quite awkward, requiring me and Cleo to keep out movements somewhat synchronized. Given that that was quite awkward, most of the momentum of the act came from Cleo as all three of us were moaning. Admittedly though, I might’ve been the loudest. Eventually, as Cleo’s hands were holding my hips in place and Adrianna was gyrating hers, I became unable to stand against this double assault, I grunted and released with a rarely felt intensity. Cleo was still not finished though. She pulled out, pulled the amazon’s legs away and flipped me onto my back. “I want to see your face when I make you squeal,” she explained before plunging herself back in. Adrianna stroked my cheeks from behind, watching intently as Cleo started jackhammering into me. She certainly drew some sounds from me, but at least I didn’t squeal. At that pace, she lasted for less than a minute before performing one last mighty thrust. I felt a curious warmth in my guts as she let out a guttural howl. Then she pulled out and scooted forward, holding her meat in front of my face as though she wanted me to clean her up. I was not feeling up for that, but Adrianna had no reservations, directing Cleo to come closer. With a shrug, the lizardman edged closer yet, lifting her sack to place her soaked pussy over my mouth while Adrianna craned her neck to get at her dick. I wasted no time tasting her sodden snatch as Adrianna noisily slurped. I felt her thighs quiver and then she let herself collapse onto my face, making it difficult to get much air into my lungs for a while until she finally rolled herself off me and sighed contentedly. I took a few deep, unobstructed breaths and suddenly felt very tired. We got ready to turn in for the night and Cleo, as expected, insisted on being the big spoon, teasingly rubbing her now flaccid member against my butt. Apparently she was satisfied for the moment, as that was all she did. Adrianna in turn pressed her shapely rear into my crotch. Settled in comfortably, I quickly fell asleep. --- I couldn’t have slept for very long when I awoke with a familiar flush spreading across my body. I cracked open an eye and saw Mesta, or part of her, anyway. Her head was sandwiched between my pelvis and Adrianna’s bum, but it was not hard to guess what she was doing. “Fucking hell, not now,” I groaned. She ignored my protest. Just as I was about to attempt to drag her loose, the door cracked open and Ani entered, lighting the room with the luminance of the flames dancing across her body. I groaned louder still, finally waking Cleo and Adrianna. Cleo wasted no time and seized the moment. “Hey Ghoul, give me some,” She gestured towards her crotch. Mesta disentangled her head and quickly swallowed Cleo’s member, which exited her mouth fully erect half a minute later. Cleo gave me a savage grin, lightly biting at my neck. Adrianna too was becoming lively again and Ani quickly jumped onto the bed. I think they’re trying to kill me, I thought to myself. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:26 AM
| Sönke should have sung, "Wollt ihr das bett in flammen sehen" :-P mugen91 said: Kohaku laughed. “You just need to keep fucking everything that gives you the eyes and eventually you’ll be ‘intimately familiar’ with them all. I could make you a list and you can scratch an entry off whenever you get mounted by a new girl.” I like how this girl's mind works :-P How about that? I even took the time to photoshop the Amazoness' hair. |
Doesn't work that well in acoustic :P I admire your dedication. |
| Haha, Sönke's bed isn't going to hold up much longer if the girls keep piling on it. I can't recall, what was the bet between Ani, Mesta and Sönke? Or is that already being taken care of. I see some of Sönke's crew is coming back into the chapter's, I was wondering what had happened to that lot. |
DaveTheBarbarian said: Haha, Sönke's bed isn't going to hold up much longer if the girls keep piling on it. I can't recall, what was the bet between Ani, Mesta and Sönke? Or is that already being taken care of. Ani and especially Mesta were a bit smitten by Darkstar and Sönke bet that he would have much better chances bedding the locals than her :) |
Chapter 18 Damn, why is it so hot in here? I awoke from my slumber painstakingly early after sleeping not nearly long enough. I blamed my premature awakening on the entirely overfilled bed. Judging by the lack of light falling into the room, it was still night. My head was buried in Adrianna’s cleavage, while Cleo was still pressing herself against me from behind. Mesta had somehow squeezed herself in between me and Adrianna, her head below my chin. Finally, Ani lay splayed out over the four of us, snoring lightly. I stirred and began the arduous process of extricating myself from this situation and finding out what time it was or perhaps finding a different place to get some more sleep. That was easier said than done though, my movement in almost every direction was heavily restricted. The only obvious way was to wriggle my way downward. As I began moving, the press of bodies and grabbing hands and claws made progress slow. After a few minutes of wriggling, squeezing and pushing, I finally exited the bed and resolved to find another place to still find some rest tonight. I stumbled out onto the corridor and entered the first door I could find, finding a slumbering Rin inside. Remembering how cool her body had felt on earlier occasions, I decided that she probably wouldn’t mind and crawled into bed and cuddled up against her cool body from behind. Just as I prepared to fall asleep again, Rin showed herself to not be slumbering at all and spoke up. “Now, that’s a bit unexpected, have you tired out the other girls and came to ask me for some more?” Do undead even sleep? How did I not think of that before? “Please don’t,” I pleaded. “I had to flee from my room. I really need to sleep.” She considered for a moment, then luckily said. “Fine, but I’ll have you give me a helping later. Also, you should avoid moving in the tower by yourself, remember?” “Sure.” I promised, too tired to care about the potential traps. Then I realized something strange. “Say Rin, when I was with you and Kohaku earlier you were…somewhat more reserved?” “Oh, that. Kohaku likes it when I put on an act. She thinks it makes for an interesting dynamic in bed.” “Oh, right.” That was a bit underwhelming. It had actually been a bit refreshing to meet a woman here who was a bit less domineering. Not that it mattered at this moment.All that mattered now was getting some more shut-eye. --- I was still feeling far from a hundred percent when I woke up again with my head lying on Rin’s breasts and her bony hand lightly brushing across my head. Did she sleep at all? Did she need to sleep at all? It shouldn’t be, but it seemed a weird question to ask. Also, her skeletal hand was still mildly freaking me out. “What time is it?” I asked. “Two hours before noon perhaps, why?” came her swift response. “I have an appointment with the priestess at noon.” “Enough time for the promised copulation?” She asked in a tone that allowed no argument. Strangely enough, in spite of the previous night’s activities, I felt quite up to it. Something strange had been happening to my libido ever since I arrived in this place. I gave her a mischievous look and scooted downwards. H-Scene I was still breathing somewhat heavily as Rin lifted herself off of me, appearing not winded at all. Do undead even need to breathe outside of talking? I wondered and not for the first time. Another question that felt awkward to ask, but perhaps I could ask Aneksi about that. Rin meanwhile had gotten off the bed and started getting dressed. “Feel free to come by my room again when you need to escape yours. I find the terms quite agreeable,” she said and both her tone and visage had returned to their normal impassivity. “Will do,” I promised. After lounging about for a few more minutes, I also decided to get up. Since I had left my clothing behind during the previous night’s flight, I waved Rin goodbye and left the room naked. In the corridor, I immediately came across Sekhet, who was just about to knock on my door. She turned and skillfully arched an eyebrow, her eyes unabashedly roaming across naked form. “Is that an invitation?” she wondered. “I’m afraid not,” I answered. “Just trying to get my clothes back. I sort of had to flee my room earlier.” “I see,” She answered, making no further comment, but seeming just a little red in the face. I entered my now empty room and quickly began putting my clothes on. Sekhet followed me in, but didn’t make a move beyond her unreserved staring. “Did you not have an appointment with my sister at noon?” She asked me instead. “Yes,” I answered. “There’s still some time until then, isn’t there?” “No, it is noon. My sister asked me to get you.” Curse you Rin. Two hours before noon you said. “Oops,” I finished getting my clothing in order. “In that case, I’m ready.” “Follow me then.” She took me by the arm in a familiar manner and started to lead me through the tower, down the stairs to the first floor and into a room I hadn’t been to before. Its most prominent features were a pool of water, an altar of sorts and the… racy depictions on the walls, depicting various species of mamono ravishing men. Aneksi was waiting there by the pool. After a short greeting and idle talk, she asked me. “Tell me, what is it exactly that you would like to learn?” “As I said, I really don’t know anything about this place or its inhabitants. I know that sounds very broad, so perhaps we could start with some of the species of mamono that I am likely to encounter?” “We can do that,” she agreed. “After all, I am like a walking encyclopaedia, just much more interesting.” After getting comfortable on a bench, she launched into a lecture of mamono basics and I could’ve sworn that she had talked on this topic before. Perhaps Tony had requested the same, shortly after his arrival? She started out by telling me, in broad strokes, about species of mamono that were native to the desert region of Ahmose, their physical characteristics and common disposition. Although she emphasized that by no means could I expect all members of a species to act according to some kind of general guideline. Whenever one was available, she directed my attention to depictions on the wall showing the mamono in question. She also emphasized that while most mamono had a region that could be considered native to them, you could find some number of most types in any region on the continent. I was listening to her lesson with rapt attention. When she was finished with the mamono of the desert region, she quizzed me on what she’d told me, checking how well I’d been paying attention. Satisfied with the result, she moved on to the Kioko region. Before long, my head was swimming with new information. My indulgence with the generous offering of drinks the night before no doubt played its part. To my immense relief, Aneksi finished her lecture before I had to request a break. “That should be enough for today,” she declared. “Make sure to review what you have learned, I shall test you tomorrow when we resume at the same time and place. But please, if you decide to be intimate with that many women again, stop by the bath first.” “You can smell that?” I asked. She had said sphinxes had keen senses, but still. She took a few probing sniffs with her nose. “Amazon, lizardman, ghoul and ignis I would say.” I was in awe. Even if she hadn’t picked up on Rin, that was impressive. “You can distinguish it that easily?” “Yes, but the acoustics of the tower were quite helpful as well.” I felt a slight blush come to cheeks. “I see. I will make sure to wash up before tomorrow’s session then.” I promised, the implication being that I would indeed be needing another wash. How likely was it that I would not, after all? Aneksi rose from the bench and made her way out of the chapel. I followed close behind her. She led the way outside and said her goodbyes. I waved and, taking her comment to heart, started heading for the bath. I disrobed and quickly headed for the cool water where I let myself sink down to the shoulders with a satisfied sigh. My relaxation lasted mere moments. Before I could really settle in, a noise coming from behind me had me turn my head and spot Sekhet heading towards the bath dressed in nothing but her birthday suit. “Come to ogle me some more?” I asked her teasingly. “I could not resist.” She returned with a charming smile. “Still, I do not seem to be the only one who appreciates the view.” She confidently strode towards me and, instead of getting into the bath beside me, she stepped over my head and placed her bum in my lap, teasing my face with her tail on the way down. I wrapped my arms around her waist and enjoyed the feeling of her lithe body against mine. “You have a beautiful woman sitting in your lap. What will you do about it?” she asked teasingly. “Just relax?” I answered, not feeling inclined to any physical activity at this particular moment. “Not more than that?” She asked with more than a hint of disappointment in her voice. “I’m afraid you’re a little late to the party.” “Late again?” she sighed. “Perhaps later then?” “Perhaps later then,” I agreed and closed my eyes. --- “I thought cats were supposed to be water shy?” I asked with a grin as we exited the bath. We had been in there for quite a while. “We can tolerate it for cleanliness and if it helps us catch prey.” “And I’m the prey? If I remember correctly, I easily could have hooked you earlier.” “My charm has already caught you, you just have not noticed yet,” she shot back playfully. “Of course,” I agreed with an exaggerated nod. “What are your plans now?” she asked. “I thought about looking after Mareli,” She gave me a quizzical look so I clarified. “The injured one.” She nodded and once we were dressed once more we headed back towards the tower. Inside, we headed for the doctor’s office. Linea was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear loud snoring from an adjacent room. It seemed she was still sleeping off the previous night’s festivities. I stepped up to Mareli’s cot. The harpy was lying unmoving in bed with no discernible difference to the previous days. Her body was covered by sheets, so I couldn’t inspect her in too much detail. I softly stroked her forehead, but soon started to feel awkward standing over the unconscious harpy while Sekhet watched on in silence. Unsure of what to do, I passed a glance at Sekhet, but the sphinx kept her distance. I ran my hand over her head once more and whispered to her that had to get better soon, lest she muss out on all the action. With nothing I could realistically do for her, I remained at her side for only another few minutes more before turning around. “Now what should I do with the rest of the day?” I wondered aloud. |
mugen91Dec 19, 2022 2:26 AM
mugen91 said: She had said sphinxes had keen senses, but still. She took a few probing sniffs with her nose. “Amazon, lizardman, ghoul and ignis I would say.” She missed the Ochimusha. Author's mistake, or are her senses slightly less keen than she would like to admit? And that was a most awkward visit to the nursery, still you probably scored points with Sekhet for doing it, though. You sure you don't want to pick up a Sphinx along the way? |
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