Title: A Tree of Worlds: Melchias and the Glow Summary: To make some money for her papa, a 10-year-old farm girl becomes a sexual servant to an ancient immortal mage. She lives in his Tower like a filthy sex slave, but his extreme pleasure magic completely blows her mind. Keywords: Mg(10), Mgg, Fg, ped, md, fd, fantasy, va, sad, tor, cons, magic, best, ws, disgust Author: Bernd Lauert Email: Doesn't work anymore. Disclaimer: This is pornographic fiction. All characters and events are imaginary. It contains child sex, some consensual sadism and preteen prostitution. Topics like slavery, war and violence are tangentially explored as well. Read or avoid at your own discretion. This is part 1 out of 4 in the Tree of Worlds series. All the parts are named world_tree_1 through world_tree_4 and can be found here: asstr.org/files/Authors/Bernd_Lauert/ The Tree of Worlds series has long fantasy parts without much sex. For quick orientation, each segment is rated according to sexual content. The more + they have above them, the more explicitly sexual they are. The more -, the less. The most sexual or perverted scenes can usually be enjoyed out of context, so consider searching for +++ and perhaps ++- if you want only that. === Melchias and the Glow === ++- Once upon a time, there was an ancient mage named Melchias who lived in a gargantuan tower of his own making. He had created a small pocket dimension to reside in, called The Tower, and its central feature was an actual, extremely large tower in which he lived. But he did not live there alone. He had a small army of human sex toys awaiting his every command. Since he liked them young and fresh, most of them were between 7 and 15 years old, with a few exceptions. These fuckable children weren't actual slaves. They lived like slaves while they were here, but they weren't prisoners in his realm. A magic spell allowed all of them to signal telepathically if they wanted to leave, a mental safe word. But they usually stayed because they had no better place to go, and because of his very unique pleasure magic, called the Glow. The downside was that, well, they had to live like sex slaves. Just like the 7-year-old loli slut on whose face he was sitting while getting his ass rimmed by her little tongue, and the cute 12-year-old redhead who had his hard dick in her little mouth at the same time. Tristelia, the cocksucking ginger, was an orphan from a nearby world he had visited, and he had saved her from a violent death in an uprising against her wealthy family. With her parents and siblings dead and the people looting her home, she had quickly accepted her savior's offer to come to his Tower. At first as a temporary honored guest, soon as a filthy preteen sex toy. Even though she was very pretty, Tristelia wasn't the most gorgeous girl in the worlds, or in his Tower for that matter. She hated sucking dick, but she loved his pleasure magic, and sexual disobedience was very far from her young mind at this point. So she bobbed her little red head up and down with fake enthusiasm, although she just couldn't keep her heart-felt disgust off her cute face. The old man smiled down at her, grabbed her head in both hands and gave her some assistance. He pushed down on her in a fast pace, and she gagged repeatedly as she was forced to take his pulsing penis deeper into her facehole than intended. He kept this up for a minute or two as small tears rolled down her cheeks, and she was trying her hardest not to throw up. "Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Aaahhh... Take that you little shit!" He pulled almost out of her mouth and wanked his dick until he shot a huge load of disgusting cum onto her tongue. He could have cum down her throat directly, but he chose to give her a good taste before making her swallow it. Which she did with utter revulsion on her face, and sobbing repeatedly. It was not the first time the 12-year-old former noble girl had done this, and it wouldn't be the last time. Melchias pulled out, smeared his slimy hot meat all over her face, then grabbed her red curls and cleaned his dick with her soft hair. "Good. Now fuck off." The soiled girl made a small bow of deference, then wordlessly crawled on all fours out of his throne room, to get back to her cage. He stared at her naked ass and pussy for a moment. How little a title meant without actual power! Young Tristelia had sold all her dignity and nobility for his protection and small, rare amounts of the Glow. Melchias leaned back and enjoyed the standard asslicking he was still getting from the throne girl underneath him. She was not allowed to stop as long as he sat on her face. His throne was built with a removable seating, and underneath was a hole, much like that of a toilet seat except somewhat smaller. Integrated into the back of the throne was a small casket just fit for a young slutgirl to lie into. Once the girl was inside the casket, it was locked and pushed into the throne. The child was then confined in her little box. The casket was designed with its own hole that fit to the seat. As a result, the girl's face was directly beneath it. A lever then pushed her head upwards, pressing it against the hole. When Melchias was sitting on his throne, and the seating was removed, his ass was resting on the slave's face, except most of his weight was carried by the wood. Her job, of course, was to lick his asshole whenever he sat down with the seating removed. It wasn't always the same kid, and she was let out every few hours or so to strech her muscles and go to the toilet. But Melchias demanded that there was always a throne girl inside, day and night, so that he automatically got his ass licked whenever he sat down. Today's throne girl was a 7-year-old blonde with long, thin hair. Not that her looks mattered in her current position. He had acquired her from the Tannilae Hub, a nearby gateway world directly tethered to his realm. It was important for trade, as several sizable Dependency Chains of prosperous worlds had grown of of Tannilae in parallel. Many direct magic tethers to other hubs had been established there as well, so lots of travel came through it. And people. Alina, the asslicker, had arrived there as a poverty refugee from an empoverished world quite far away, and she had travelled through dozens of worlds before she arrived at the Tannilae Hub. Her parents had sent her onward alone when they couldn't afford their own travel costs anymore, in the hopes she would find refuge in a wealthier world alone. It had been quite the odysee for young Alina, who had never intended to travel quite this far. The people in Tannilae were friendly to strangers but not very generous towards useless mouths to feed. Alina worked her little ass off to provide for herself, and was soon nudged to sell her body just to get by. Melchias had met her when she propositioned him in a cheap brothel when he visited. Child prostitution was frowned upon by the well-off but tolerated since not many people wanted to give much charity to refugees like her, and kids starving to death in the street was even less popular. The old man had seen some appeal in her pretty features, and after paying for a blowjob and assfuck, he had made her his offer: Come live in his Tower. Constant sexual obedience required, but she would have plenty of food, she would be safe from harm, and enjoy the special benefits of his magic. And if she didn't like it, he would transport her back at any time. Alina wanted to refuse at first, stay in the brothel that she already knew, and be fucked by strange men for a survival wage. But then he had given her 5 seconds of the Glow, and its unbelievable pleasure had completely blown her mind. She immediately said yes, and now she spend her day in a small box licking his sweaty asshole out. The little girl hated every second of this task, but it didn't matter. All that mattered now was making her Master happy, and getting more Glow. Melchias barely paid attention to her rimjob. To him, the throne girl was just a perverted appliance for casual use, a normal part of the inventory befitting his status. As the 7-year-old kept working her little tongue on him and breathing heavily through his hairy crack, he sat idly pondering how he wanted to spend the rest of the day. +++ After 10 minutes, he decided to take a piss. He got up, took an emotionless look on the throne girl's tired young face and put the seating down over her. She now had to spent her time motionless in total darkness with barely enough air to breathe, until he came back for more asslicking or she was let out hours later. But that, of course, was her job. Instead of going to the bathroom, he went into one of the many slave kennels where slaves were kept naked in bare cages. The cages had holes in the floor so that the children could do their business without being let out. As a side-effect, they could also serve as pissoirs for Melchias. He randomly chose a young boy of age 9 with a slender body, short brown hair and a handsome face. His servants were usually expected to crawl or kneel in his presence unless told otherwise, and present themselves in submission poses when he entered the rooms they rested in. This boy slut had been here long enough to know all the rules, to kneel before his master with his legs spread, arms behind his back, his boy mouth open and wait for commands. Melchias didn't bother talking to him, he just wanted to take a leak. So without further ado, he started pissing through the bars of the kid's cage. The boy had never actually been pissed on, but he was smart and disciplined enough to let it happen. He didn't even close his mouth when the old man let his vile, stinking stream wander right into it. He just closed his eyes and allowed his Master to piss all over his young face while the other slaves were watching and kneeling in position in their cages. After Melchias was done, he wordlessly flung the last drops of urine at the boy and walked around the other cages. The pissed-on shota stayed in perfect position as long as Melchias was in the room. Only after his Master would leave, the boy would go clean up with cold water from a steel tab in the wall. This signified respect and obedience. Also cherishing Master Melchias' piss was supposed to be an honor. Deciding he was in the mood for some teenage pussy, Melchias passed by several naked preteen girls and boys, all kneeling with their legs apart and their mouths wide open, and stopped at the cage of a 14-year-old brunette. She had nice small breasts and a clearly developed but attractive teenie pussy. Her pubic hair was shaved clean off. Her hair was brown, long and soft and her eyes shared the same color. Her name was Sexualia. Well, actually it was Setualia, but her Master had renamed her. She was with him for five years now, almost too old for his taste. Sexualia was only 9 when he had invited her. One of five siblings, she had run away from her abusive father. Downtrodden and sad, she had shown up at a homeless shelter in a city where one of Melchias' associates was working. He had talked her into taking a quick tour at Melchias' Tower, to consider sexual service. She had been horrified by all the obscene sex, the chained-up naked girls on the stone walls and the degrading living conditions. But after a short taste of the Glow, Sexualia didn't dream of leaving. The old man took a leash from the wall, opened the teenage girl's cage and attached the leash to her collar. Then he wordlessly dragged her with him, and she followed naked on all fours like a dog. He went out the slave kennels and down a stone stairway at a quick pace, which was hard on her knees, but she managed to keep up with him without being choked too much. Finally they arrived at one of the many sex dungeons below, where he kept torture instruments and devices. A small dungeon girl kneeling in bondage was part of the inventory. She was a 9-year-old pain slut and very well behaved. Right now, her collar was chained to the wall, and she wore a tight leather mask that covered her eyes and even nose. She couldn't see a thing and only breathe through her mouth. Her legs were bound together by the knees, but her little slit was nicely visible. It was practical that there was always at least one kid present in each dungeon for immediate use, and so Melchias had commanded it as a matter of law. Of course, such children couldn't just wait around naked and vanilla, they had to be in some kind of bondage or tormenting device. It was a dungeon after all. He unleashed the brunette teenager and motioned for her to lie down on her back on a wooden table. After she obeyed, he bound her wrists down to the table's legs with rough rope. Then he attached ankle cuffs to her feet and secured them with small chains to rings in the stone wall left and right so that her legs were spread and streched completely. This position not only caused her pain and discomfort, but also presented her teenage cunt to him in the most obscene and perfect position to ravage her. Then he went over to the kneeling preteen girl in bondage and pressed his hard dick against her lips. She opened up immediately and he used her mouth to get his cock wet and ready. The teenage slave's pussy was well broken in after all these years, so with the moisturization from the little girl's mouth, he had no problem pushing deep into her. For a moment, he just enjoyed the deep penetration of the 14-year-old, then he started fucking her hard, eliciting yelps and gasps from the young cunt. Pulling on her strained slender legs, he ploughed her pussy with abandon for five minutes. Now and then, he reached down to twist the nipples on her small breasts, or to apply short hard slaps to any part of her teenage body he felt like slapping. Then finally, he grunted and came hard into her cunt. Melchias pulled out and pushed his slimy dick into the mouth of the kneeling little girl in bondage so she could clean him. The dungeon girl complied without hesitation. This was probably the only interesting thing she would do all day, as disgusting as it was. He unchained her collar from the wall, but without removing her mask or the cuffs on her hands or the ropes between her knees. He grabbed the little bondage loli by the neck and pushed her forward, and she did her best to hobble in the right direction despite her restraints. Finally the small dungeon girl was in front of the older slut's fucked-out teenie cunt, and Melchias pushed her face right into it. The kid understood what he wanted, she had gone through this a dozen times before. So she started licking and slurping at the dripping pussy, plunging her little tongue deep into the well-used fuckhole so she could get as much of the pussy juice and man cum as possible and swallow it. It was utterly disgusting for the little one, and terribly uncomfortable for the older girl, but it was nice to watch for their immortal Master. He watched them for awhile, then he decided to go again. With a rough grip, Melchias pushed the little muff diver out of the way and positioned her sideways. Then he mercilessly rammed his hard cock into the teenage cunt again, fucked her for a few strokes, then pulled out to push it against the younger kid's lips and into her mouth. He fucked her 9-year-old face and throat for a while until she gagged and choked, then he switched again. After going back and forth like this for a few minutes, he started penetrating Sexualia's asshole instead of her sloppy pussy, followed by some ass-to-mouth with the dungeon girl, who still couldn't see a thing or breathe through her nose because of the tight leather mask she wasn't allowed to take off. Now and then, he hit the brunette hard in the face without warning as he was fucking her ass with deep and forceful strokes. She whimpered in pain from the fucking, her painfully streched legs and the abuse he randomly dished out, and tears welled up in her brown eyes. Then it was back to pulling his hard cock out of her asshole and pushing it into the dungeon loli's throat so she could get a good taste and had trouble breathing. After a lot of switching holes at a whim, the teenie's ass and pussy were both sore, she was crying hard, and the little bondage slut was retching and coughing desperately. He didn't care, however, and just continued enjoying his little game until he finally shot a huge load into the small girl's mouth and she had to swallow hard and fast so she could breathe again. She did so coughing and drawing desperate fast breaths, almost passed out from the lack of oxygen. Melchias had a lot of sexual stamina due to his magic. He spent quite a lot of energy on maintaining and enhancing his body functions in a state of unnatural health and ability. This allowed him to have sex all day, cum limitlessly without being spent, shoot larger loads and generally fuck harder and more brutally without feeling pain or becoming sore. Unlike the slaves whose worst wounds he healed but who otherwise had to endure the full feeling and exhaustion in the natural way. The fact that most of them were young, underdeveloped and small, with tight tender orifices, didn't exactly work in their favor either. In Melchias' Tower, there were always kids crying, sobbing and whining from being tormented or just fucked raw, although of course, they were not complaining. Since he was done here, he pushed the dungeon loli's mouth against the brunette's asshole to leave them this way. It would probably be an hour or so before a servant made a routine check on the dungeon and would liberate the two from their situation. Just in case, Melchias cast a time-delayed spell that would cut Sexualia's bounds in two hours if no one liberated them by then. The teenager's stretched legs and raw ankles would probably hurt like hell by then, and the young one would be exhausted from eating fucked-out teen ass and pussy. But that was not Melchias' problem. If they didn't like it, they could use their mental safe word and leave at any time. He felt generous today, however. So he used a simple mental command to cast the Glow on the tips of his fingers. A look of absolute desire was suddenly written on the face of the teenager, as soon as she saw it through her tears. He could see that she desperately wanted to beg, but it was forbidden. So she just remained in bondage, hoping helplessly that he would touch her naked skin. Meanwhile, the little one was blindfolded, so she had no idea what was going on. Melchias teased the 14-year-old for a bit with his Glowing fingertips just hovering above her skin, and she knew she wasn't allowed to establish the contact on her own initiative. Plus, she was still bound and almost immobile. With a sly smile, he finally put his fingers against her slender thighs, and she immediately started convulsing. Shaking like crazy but not even able to scream, Sexualia's trembling body thrashed against her bondage. The dungeon loli was oblivious to the cause and merely continued eating her asshole out. If she had known, she would probably have been very upset from envy. Melchias didn't care. He broke contact after five seconds, ceased the Glow on his fingers with a waving motion. Then he just left the teenager hang limp in her bonds, a fucked-out lump of sweat and meat that was being tongue-fucked by a little kid. He himself actually envied her for experiencing the Glow, but there was nothing he could do about that. +-- With a quick levitation spell, Melchias the Ancient floated upstairs and entered his throne room. When he removed his throne's seating and sat down, the 7-year-old throne girl did't lose one second and immediately started rimming him out again. He just sat on her face for an hour and went through his magic tomes. This was how he kept track of everything in his realm: Floating large books that stored all the information he needed. They weren't really made of paper and he didn really write anything down, they were just physical representations of his mental process. The information was actually stored in his magically enhanced mind itself, but he liked the look and feel of the stylish floating books. It made the information seem more real, more tangible, than even his infallible eidetic memory could otherwise provide. A golden clock appeared out of thin air, floating in thin air. It was extremely stylish, decorated with figures of demons and a waterfall that represented the flow of time. Melchias was unbelievably ancient, but he still somehow loved that kind of shit. The clock was surrounded by a golden shine that gave it an aura of importance. Its bells rang with an angelic but urgent and demanding sound. It was his own mind's way of telling him that an appointment was drawing near. Ah yes, he was getting a new kid today! One of his associates outside in other worlds had negotiated with a farmer who wanted to sell his little daughter. Or more precisely, his daughter had agreed to a visit with the likely goal of permanent sexual adoption, in exchange for compensation for her papa and assurances of food and safety. Melchias didn't believe in real slavery, but this kind of arrangement was just fine with him. He always personally brought new kids to his realm. It was a good enough reason to travel, even if it was to some unimportant small world on some side branch of the World Tree that no one in their right mind would otherwise visit. Of course, getting kids on offer wasn't exactly a rare occurance. Melchias was well enough known to millions of people, and his tastes and eccentric desires weren't exactly a secret. There were also rumors about his pleasure magic, although most of them thought it was like a drug or maybe a sex thing. They had no idea and no concepts of what he could really offer. Despite this, you'd be surprised how many young kids just offered themselves over into sexual servitude, already well aware of the many details that sexual submission implied. Or how many parents and caretakers were willing to depart with additional mouths to feed and put all their love and trustworthiness into convincing the little ones, often their own sons and daughters or strongly bonded with them, to hand their little bodies over to a powerful wizard as sex toys. Such was the world. Morality was nice, but it never dominated most people's choices much. Not that his deals were bad. In fact, they were better than most people could understand even if he explained it to them. But, he didn't have to explain anything to anyone. It was usually Melchias himself who rejected most children because they weren't sexy or hot enough for his taste. He also tested them for obedience and willingness to submit in the first few days, and many failed that test miserably. Today's new addition was a farm girl named Joanna and she was 10 years old. She had soft long brownish-blonde hair and a very cute face with sensual lips and big beautiful brown eyes. Joanna was very handsome overall and Melchias felt she had character. Like all potential applicants, she had shown her body naked to his associate and demonstrated her willingness to submit to humiliating tasks and poses. Melchias had seen it all later through a telepathic memory transfer and now it was a part of his own eidetic memory that he could watch whenever he wanted. Little Joanna had an air of submissiveness about her that Melchias liked. There was just this small element of enthusiasm to obey immediately and thoroughly when given some stupid command for self-degradation and humiliation. She had even crawled naked from her barn to the road where some of their neighbors' kids were passing by, presented her pussy to them in an obscene pose, and then crawled back while they laughed at her, although blushing furiously. She had sucked the associate's dick expertly, and then on command her own papa's dick as well until all the cum from both loads was in her naked 10-year-old stomach. She was pre-trained sexually, yet showed no signs of much physical abuse, and her sexual demeanor appeared as if she didn't mind giving herself over as a sexual object to grown men. In other words, she was a sufficiently attractive candidate for Melchias to grant her some time and attention. Melchias farted into the face of the 7-year-old throne girl who was still rimming him, as was her duty. Then he got up and looked down on her. Alina looked so sad and yet so cute. Her tongue must be terribly sore by now. Frankly his own ass would be sore if he didn't have his supernatural invulnerability ongoing. But Alina's soreness would also heal unnaturally fast, though not as fast as his own. It was one of the gifts his magic bestowed on his little servants living here. "Alina, you have done a great job eating my ass out today. Not that you deserve any extra praise or gratitude for that. You are just a pathetic fuckslut, a piece of meat after all. Tasting my asshole is your honor." The 7-year-old loli didn't say anything, but he knew she knew he was right. How could he not be, when she ate his ass for hours every day on throne duty without ever saying no, even though no one forced her to? Melchias reached down with his hand, ancient and yet not old, and carassed her beautiful young features. He moved his thumb gently over her big forehead and stroked her soft cheeks with his palm. Alina didn't make a sound, as a throne child was not allowed to talk without being asked a question or given explicit permission, and he had not done so. The old man thought she was enjoying his touch and affection. All his children felt deeply bonded to him, even though they were individually quite replaceable to him. And this was certainly better than eating his asshole out. For a moment, he wanted to kiss her soft lips, but then he remembered where they had been all morning, and he reconsidered. Of course, there was only one thing little Alina wanted. Really, really, really wanted. And only he could give it to her. She loved him, or at least she probably thought she loved him, adored and worshipped him even. But Melchias knew that this was only because he represented the divine to her, the absolute. The perfect pleasure. "Close your eyes", he ordered, and she did. He cast the Glow on his palm and placed it on her handsome face for 20 seconds. Centuries worth of ordinary human happiness, distilled in 20 seconds of arcane perfection. Alina could never repay him, no matter how much ass she ate. Melchias closed the lid over her face and let her rest. After 20 seconds of Glow, she could use a little nap anyway. --- Melchias quickly levitated to his portal room and opened one of his tether connections. He had to wait a few minutes for the other end to allow him through; apparently there was busy travel there. Just his luck. This tethered hub, Coraana, was provincial, he bet they didn't get much travel all day. The immortal had established this tether centuries ago with quite a bit of energy investment. In order to get to this destination by ordinary world to world connections, he would have to step through over 30 more portals and be annoyed and obstructed by other travellers. The more one-to-one steps between worlds a direct tether allowed to sidestep, the more energy-intensive it was to create the tether - exponentially so. For this reason, humanity was scattered across the enormous World Tree without any hope of something like a central coordination. No one had an up-to-date map either, since new worlds grew everywhere at an exponential rate, and some Chains were outright sealed off from others by powerful enough magic users. Melchias used his own custom tethers as a source of income sometimes, like almost all tether creators did. If you could charge travellers and merchants to get some of the invested energy back, it made sense to do so. But he did it much less often than normal investors. His Tower was not open to the general public most of the time, even though he found it funny when he had some naive visitors who didn't know about his perversions. Their eyes were always bulging from the naked preteen whores bound and shamelessly displayed on the walls in his portal room and corridors. He made sure that no one could pass through his Tower without getting a good long look at naked kiddie pussy, bound and gagged, with vaginas well-presented. The looks on most travellers' faces were priceless, but many of them admitted they actually loved the ambience. Often of course, people came to visit him, especially other immortals and mortal mages powerful enough to have a shot at one day becoming immortal. They gained more from his diplomatic goodwill than from rushing through his shortcuts. But he didn't mind just making some money from traders and travellers either, if the price was high enough. You could never have too much energy. It was the present seed for future god-like power. For the old man himself, his custom tethers were always very useful. His time was valuable, after all. Every second spent with mundane travel was not spent on his network of associates, improving his arcane skills, or fucking young girls. Especially that last activity was very important to Melchias. It was his primary reason for living, and he planned to live forever. --- After stepping into the fresh air on the other side, he looked around. He was now at a small hub near the girl's insignificant farm world. The hub was called Coraana, and it was located in a Dependency Chain of maybe 50 worlds, Trekador. Mostly small worlds, all naturally grown and thinly settled for some marginal agriculture and cheap, but provincial housing. He usually used this tether to travel upstream from here, to more important places which restricted direct tethers on their end. This time, he had to go even more provincial. Melchias waited until another travel group passed through the portal to one world upstream, then he himself went through another tether provided by the hub, to arrive at an even smaller hub downstream. There, his associate would meet him with Joanna and her father. They had to travel even longer than he had in order to get here. Melchias was painfully aware how much easier it would have been to just buy children like merchandise from worlds that allowed legal slavery. Some of his immortal friends would have loved nothing more than to go "shopping" with him. It would have taken only two or three portal hops from his Tower to their artificial worlds and then to their favorite brutal slavery hubs. But even though this was more time-consuming, he simply liked it better. He hoped this girl was worth the effort though, not just a pretty face faking ten minutes of misleading willingness. She was pretty enough for certain, exceptionally so even. But not uniquely. And he cared about substance just as much as looks: He desired actual submission, and hopefully some true perversion in her little heart. "Master Melchias, welcome! Thank you for taking the time to travel all this way to our small world!" The goddamned mayor of the capital city had actually awaited him! Did this fat man even know he was here to turn a 10-year-old girl into a fuck and pain slut? "Thank your for your greetings, Mister Mayor. But I'm afraid I don't have much time for a courtesy visit..." The fat man laughed. "Oh, I'm not here for you either. No offense. I'm about to travel upstream. They opened a new brothel in Coraana, the Teenie Meat Grinder. They are supposed to have the best teenage whores in the Trekador Chain." Melchias grinned. "Never heard of it. But I wish you fun." It sounded nice, but it was still very provincial. The best teenage whores in Trekador were almost certainly no match for the ones he could fuck in almost any of his favorite bordellos in the worlds tethered to his Tower. Not to mention his own best concubines. Of course... there was only one way to find out for sure. "I will. Have fun, I mean. Farewell, Master Melchias. And know that you are always welcome here if you have business opportunities to discuss!" The fat mayor stepped through the portal, and Melchias was almost alone on Portal Plaza in this provincial mini hub world. If they forced him to wait for even 10 minutes longer, he decided, he would cancel the deal. But then a new connection opened, from downstream. The mage operating the portal annouced it with a bored voice to everyone on Portal Plaza, which was like three people. A minute later, his associate stepped out of the arcane light with Joanna and her papa. "I had to wait", Melchias scolded his associate without even greeting him. "Forgive us, Master Melchias", the lesser mage responded diplomatically. "There was a misunderstanding with some locals about the nature of this transaction. They thought we were trying to sell this girl into slavery. They heard stories of Alecindra and Nestregon torturing hundreds of child sex slaves in their realms, and since they are your allies, it was presumed..." "I get it, I get it. Guilty by association." He squatted before the handsome 10-year-old girl. She had been only 9 just one month ago. "Hello, little one. You are not going to be a slave, but you might just become my slut." She smiled shyly up at him. Her long blonde-brown hair was soft and beautiful, her lips sensual. Her body was slender, but covered by too much skin for his taste. Not for long, of course. Melchias greeted the father. "You are willing to depart with your own daughter?" "Not for free, I'm not. But for the sum that was promised, she can be yours. With conditions." "Actually, the only one who can demand conditions from now on is Joanna herself." Joanna looked up in surprise. "I don't believe in slavery, and I don't believe parents own their own children either. You brought her to me, so I will treat her like I would treat any kid given to me: As a free person. You will get a compensation now, for your service of introducing her and escorting her here. Nothing more. Know that she is free to leave with you now, or go anywhere else she wishes. She can also leave me at any time later, if she decides to come with me now." This confused little Joanna quite a bit. The way the grownups had explained it to her, she was becoming a servant to this mage, and her papa would get paid for that. Now he told her she could just leave, and her papa would get paid anyway? "That's not the sum we agreed upon!" The man counted the energy crystals with an angry face. "That's the sum you get for bringing me your daughter. The rest I will give to your daughter directly. She can keep it or gift it to you. If she chooses to send it to you, you'll get it from my associate. There will be only one payment, after one month of service, if the girl is satisfactory. If she leaves or I end the relationship earlier, she gets the respective fraction for that time. It is her decision what to do with the money. And after one month, there will be no further payment from me at all. She will get only food, saftey and shelter from me. Of course, she can still leave at any time." "But-" "I don't buy slaves, Sir. I pay whores. If she wants to give you her whore money, that's her business. But I will pay her, not you. You're not the one getting fucked." "It's okay, papa. I will send you the money, I promise. Just like we said. I'll be a good girl, it will be fine." The man wasn't happy, but he had no choice but to trust his daughter. At least he now had one less mouth to feed and body to clothe. Although she had been a good fuck and a nice kid overall. They hugged and kissed, and then he left, back to his backwater farm world. "Let's travel back to my Tower, then I will explain all the details to you over a nice meal. But... there is one thing we have to do first." ++- One hour later, he was in the teenage brothel in Coraana that the mayor had mentioned. The Teenie Meat Grinder. The fat man greeted them with a grin when he passed by in a hallway, half-naked. "I can see you like fun too, Master Melchias. Oooh, did I overlook one? I didn't know they had such young ones! And so pretty!" He stared intently at Joanna, who was blushing and a little bit uncomfortable. Melchias laughed. "No, that's just a new personal concubine of mine. She's only getting started." "That's not true! I have had sex many times before", Joanna protested, and they all laughed. "Yes, you are a cheap slut and a whore. What I meant was that you just started in my service." "Oh. Yeah. That's true." He fucked a 14-year-old whore from the whorehouse in her teenage pussy and then shot his cum all over her naked titties and tummy. Joanna received her first sexual mission: She had to lick it all up. His load was huge! But she managed to get it all down. Joanna didn't like the taste, but she forced herself to do it anyway. Melchias was pleased. His associate fucked a 15-year-old in the ass nearby. She was squealing in fake lust and some real pain. While they weren't the best teenage whores in the whole World Tree, they were certainly passable for a provincial Dependency Chain like the Trekador. After one or two more fucks, in which Joanna played minor supporting roles, the three of them travelled through Melchias' custom tether back to his Tower. Joanna was almost disappointed that she didn't get to see more worlds. But she made big eyes when she stepped out of the portal in his portal room. It was all so big and so elegant! And she couldn't help overlook two naked girls who were chained to the wall as if they were decoration. Their legs were spread very wide and their naked preteen pussies were obscenely on display. Melchias smiled down on her. "Do you like what you are seeing? You will spend many hours chained to walls as decoration as well, if you stay here. It's one of the things all girls should do from time to time." He pushed a finger into one kid's cunt. She was only 8 years old and naturally thin. She squealed a little through her gag. He fondled her nipples casually and then left the portal room with his associate and Joanna following him. They went up some stairs, then through a corridor and up even more stairs. Joanna couldn't help marvel at how beautiful it all was! And there were more naked children presenting their buttholes and pussies everywhere. Sometimes little dicks, and open mouths, in humiliating and unpleasant poses. It was all so sexual and so pretty, and yet so harsh and intimidating. Joanna loved it! The three sat down at a large table, and preteen servants, all naked except for some leather gloves, collars and stockings, brought them food. Melchias and his associate pinched and fondled them every time they passed by, and the almost-naked children smiled at them each time. The food was amazing. From the first bite, Joanna's eyes were bulging. She just could not believe how fantastic this soup tasted! She didn't even know such flavors existed at all! "Do you like it, little whore? My friend Alecindra invents new types of food all the time. Maybe you will meet her at some point. She loves hurting little girls and making them scream in horrible pain for hours." Joanna looked up at him with fear in her big brown eyes. "Which brings me to the next topic. Let's set some ground rules. Number one: You can leave at any time. I will give you a magic safe word now." He cast a magic spell and suddenly, the world "Tetriandoch" appeared inside her mind as if he had spoken it, even though he had not spoken it. She instinctively knew that she would never forget this word again. "If you think the safe word with the intent to use it, I will know and set you free. If you are in danger, I will immediately come and save you. If I am not in The Tower, and you think the safe word, other servants will be alerted to free you from any bondage or restraint, and escort you to the portal room where you will be sent to the Coraana hub with your payment and enough energy crystals to travel home. But it also means that you can never stay here again. So use it only if you really want to leave forever. I can also kill you if you want. I won't do that unless you ask me to, and I won't allow anyone else to do that either. But if you ask me to, sincerely, not as a joke, but earnestly, I will kill you without pain. I do this for anybody who really wants it. But most children don't ask for it, and I don't think you will either. Any questions so far?" Joanna shook her beautiful little head, her brown eyes big. "My entire world has a healing spell active. No one can die from ordinary injuries here. And they all heal very quickly. If you get hurt or you hurt yourself, don't worry, it will all heal. It will still hurt, of course. And in fact that's on purpose, because I too like to make naked little girls scream in pain sometimes." Now that he mentioned it, Joanna noticed that a scratch on her left knee had stopped itching. She lifted her dress and looked at it. It was completely gone! She had just bumped her knee yesterday, and now it was good as new! Wow, that was convenient! Joanna wished her farm world had that as well. "I already explained the payment thing to you. You get money only in the first month, and only for the time you actually stay. I can kick you out at any time, especially if you disobey me. You will get fucked a lot here. You will get hurt. You will get abused and you will have sex with animals. I will pass you on to my guests, people will spit in your mouth and force you to lick their assholes out. You will be tied up and whipped and spanked. You will spend most days living like a dog or a slave. You will get pissed on. You will be chained to walls, often in darkness or blindfolds. You will get fucked a lot and hurt a lot... I think I already mentioned that." Joanna looked so cute and handsome with her nervous look on her face. She was getting a little bit worried about his intentions. What, exactly, did this man plan to do to her? How much pain would there be involved? "Finish up now. There is another very important thing I have to demonstrate you. Your true payment. Your real reward. The one thing all children here live for. The real reason everybody wants to stay. You don't even know about it yet." The 10-year-old quickly ate her soup. Now she was less worried, and more intrigued and curious again. "Are you done?" Joanna nodded. A naked preteen servant came to take away the dishes, and Melchias stopped the 9-year-old girl in her tracks to fondle her little clit and flat chest right in front of Joanna for a full minute. The loli servant smiled warmly at him, as if she was in love with the old man. Then he gave her a slap on the butt, and the child left the room. --- "You see, I have a very special spell called the Glow. It looks like this." The mage flicked his fingers and they started Glowing in a warm, radiant light. Little Joanna looked at them in awe. "It's so pretty! Can you teach me that? Is that the reward?" Melchias laughed. "No. The true reward happens when I touch you with it." She stared at him curiously. He looked down at the table in front of him with an expectant look, and she put her slender arm there so he could touch her. "Here, let me demonstrate. Now, this won't hurt one bit..." He reached out with his Glowing fingers to touch the back of her small hand, ever so gently. And as their skin connected, Joanna's entire world exploded. The experience was indescribable. Nothing, no words and no warnings, could have prepared Joanna for the feeling that was now blasting through her young mind with the screaming ferocity of a white-hot firestorm, ripping her conscious thoughts apart like a small, flickering candlelight in a gigantic hurricane of whipping flames and shredding embers. She had no idea, no idea such pleasure existed, ever could exist! It was all of her happy memories, all of her laughter, her playfulness, her sexy tingles when she rubbed herself between the legs, the goodness of eating apple pie, the warmth of the fireplace in the winter nights, the love in her papa's strong arms, the fun of her games and friendships with the other village kids, the excitement of stories yet unheard, the exhilaration of running under the summer sun, the fascination of the nature and the animals around her, the smells and the tastes, the hugs and awkward kisses, all the goodness of all her young life, all condensed into a mere thousandth of a split-second... ...and amplified a thousand-fold... ...and shot through her mind, through her soul, again and again and again, split-second after split-second after split-second, like a bombardment of one supernova after another supernova of pure, unimaginable bliss, again and again and again, and yet again, second after second, filling her up, ripping her apart with raw ecstatic brilliance, melting her mind together in a new form, widened and brighter than it had ever been, a new, divine, god-like Joanna that no words could adequately worship, only to rip her apart again with a new fiery pulse of condensed, sizzling-hot vibrance, indescribable, unimaginable, each second an unreached peak, a new high, a new universe of fantastic pleasure, a new, unspeakably wonderful Joanna, loved and pulsing in her own Glowing light with a beauty unmatched by any other thing in all of the World Tree. She was a giant beating heart that was also a Goddess, Glowing and pulsing in the center of Everything, Glowing with the certainty of absolute affirmation, the purity of absolute perfection, the undeniability of absolute goodness. She spent centuries in seconds, serene yet in screaming ecstasy, non-living yet pulsing raw life force, non-personal yet always Joanna, Joanna in divine totality. It took Joanna a long time to realize she was still breathing, a living child with an actual human body. She had forgotton to breathe, and was sure she would have suffocated by now, but somehow, inexplicably, her body had remembered to keep itself alive without her. Master Melchias had lied: It did hurt, her chin and lip hurt, but the young girl found it was only because she had dropped to the hard stone floor in helpless twitching convulsions, and she had accidentally bitten herself. As promised by the wizard, the small wound was quickly healing. Joanna couldn't get up yet. She had no idea how much time had passed, but she just couldn't move or even open her young eyes yet. She curled up into a fetal position on the cold, hard floor of Melchias' Tower and sobbed uncontrollably. She sobbed and cried, and sobbed, and laughed madly, then sobbed and cried again. They were tears of pure joy. --- The Glow wasn't just a normal pleasure spike, like an orgasm, a fit of laughter or a drug high. It went far, far beyond that. Normal human experiences existed within an intensity range that was given by nature. It served to motivate the organism for survival and reproduction, but it was not optimized for the experience itself. Even the most intense experiences, like burning alive or being skinned alive, existed within that ordinary, natural range. But the magic of the Glow didn't just stimulate pleasure within that range - it completely changed the range itself. It broke the scale on which normal experiences were measured, and then attached a vast multitude of additional ones to its top. By enhancing the part of the subject's mind that contained ordinary pleasure, it became temporarily able to experience an intensity that was hundreds of thousands times stronger than even the most extreme natural human feeling. Being drowned in hot oil, being flayed alive or tortured with needles, deep romantic love and fulfillment, orgasmic ecstasy, perfect fits of laughter - all of these human extremes represented only a miniscule fraction of the new potential. And only then did the spell induce raw, optimized pleasure within this new, widened consciousness. The result was an unimaginably pure goodness that fell so far outside of the subject's prior experience that it couldn't even be communicated by words. It had to be demonstrated. Once a potential slutgirl candidate had perceived even one second of the Glow, each containing more joy and happiness than an average human lifespan, with none of its pain, they all became devoted followers to Melchias. He transformed their experience from something human to something divine, and in turn, he became like a god to them. After that, the little orphans and fugitives were more than willing to suck his dick, or any other dick he wished for them to suck, endure pain and bondage and humiliate themselves sexually as long as he wanted and in any way he wanted. Most of them would do so just out of gratitute, but primarily they all wanted to be allowed to stay in his realm and get a little bit more Glow from their new Master. Sexual servitude made perfect sense for them after that. Not just because many of them had shitty lives awaiting outide his realm anyway. But what other life could compete with this one, when even a few seconds of the Glow brought more joy, pleasure and meaning than a mortal girl could otherwise expect to achieve before her death, no matter how lucky or hard-working she was? Because of this, Melchias knew that his sluts were truly devoted to him. In fact, they were actually having more fun than he was. He was their Master who fucked them raw, tormented them sexually and treated them like caged animals, but they still had better lives than Melchias himself. Most of them didn't get off on the sex most of the time, and they received the privilege of the Glow only sparingly from their Master. And yet, even this rare, short use contained more raw goodness of experience than he himself felt in hundreds, often thousands of years. Unfortunately for the old wizard, the Glow didn't work on him. His own mind had been irreversibly altered by the rituals that had allowed him to become a sufficiently capable magic user to launch his career as an immortal traveller aeons ago and become a near-demigod over time. This helped shield him from mind control attacks too, but unfortunately, it also prevented him from ever using something mind-altering like the Glow on himself. The perverted mage had to get his rocks off the old-fashioned way, by eating good food and wetting his dick in sexy young fuck slaves. And while his little associates had lifetimes of pleasure concentrated in each minute of the Glow, he had to live through the actual lifetimes to get the same satisfaction out of it. Thank goodness he had his anti-aging magic! The template of the Glow spell was very secret and rare. He knew of only one other person who had it, and he had not heard from that particular immortal in over 120,000 years now. Melchias imagined that the template must have spread in other, far-away parts of the World Tree like a wildfire. It required some decent skill, but not that much energy, and the reward was far too fantastic to be ignored. But he had travelled for aeons since he had obtained the template from the library of that other mysterious immortal traveller as a unique gift, and in the millions of worlds that he had visited since then, he had never heard of its wide-spread use or any equivalent. He hypothesized that it was very common in a Dependency Chain that was sealed off from the Rethorian Chain, this extremely large superbranch of the World Tree where he had spent most of his travels. Perhaps only one lone traveller had gotten it though. It would explain the lack of copies in all these millions of worlds. Or the immortal who gave it to him had been its original creator, and never shared it with anyone other than Melchias. The old wizard knew that he could have spread it himself, and it could have made countless nearby worlds a far, far happier place for trillions of people in the upcoming millennia. But as an age-old traveller, who had observed the suffering and joys of millions ofworlds without intervention, he just didn't feel like this sort of thing was his job anymore. And of course it amused him that he could use it exclusively on his obedient little sex toys, while no one else had it. It made them worship him like a god - a god who was also their sexual Master. And so they started thinking of his hard throbbing cock like it was the most important object in all of the World Tree. It was exactly how he wanted them to think. ++- After the Glow experience, Joanna had a new purpose in life. She had just wanted to make money for her beloved papa, but now she really wanted to stay here forever. She was also a little proud that this powerful immortal man thought she was so pretty and sexy that he chose to spend time with her, kiss her, fondle her naked body, fuck her like an animal and whip her naked ass raw. Okay, that last part wasn't her favorite. She didn't really like being chained or bound and then left hanging from a wall or the ceiling or in some torture device, either. And all just on the off-chance that he wanted to look at her slut body and shamelessly displayed preteen cunt when he walked by. Or even worse, some of his guests. And licking his asshole for many hours when she was on throne girl duty wasn't exactly how she wanted to spend her time, either. The taste wasn't that great, it was terribly exhausting on her little tongue, and all her friends would probably think she was a pathetic slut for doing such a humiliating and disgusting thing all the time. She didn't mind the sex at all though. It often hurt, but it made her feel so sexy, so desired, so pretty and loved, even though it was often a rough type of love. Joanna kind of liked that too! It was like, the more she was treated harshly, the braver she was for still being a good girl! She may be a child slut, but she was a heroic child slut! She could take the pain, and live in a bare cage, and be fucked hard, and still say, "Yes Master!" to even the cruelest of orders. It made her proud, and it gave her a funny tingle between the legs until she had to breathe hard and felt a little dizzy and all warm. And then, after long days of slutty whore service, when her Master occasionally touched her with his Glowing fingers, it made her feel like she had really earned it, by being a good girl for him, making him happy. +++ Tonight, seven weeks after Joanna's introduction into his service, Master Melchias wasn't content with only one girl. Instead, he ordered five into his bedchamber, plus a succubus with a nasty toolbox of torture instruments. The succubus wasn't really a demon, even though she looked like one. She had once been a kiddie fuck servant herself, but now was just a friend who visited on occasion. She had become a lesser mage, not immortal and powerful like Master Melchias, but she could hold her own. His immortal shapeshifting friend Nestregon had helped her transform her body into that of a very beautiful, but demonic woman. She loved the look, and the cruelty she inflicted in its style. The oldest of the girls, Latrina, was about 13 and was used by the old wizard for hard pussy pounding in the missionary position. All the other girls had to kneel in a standard body offering pose and were instructed to keep their young eyes always on Melchias' hard dick and swinging nutsack. They also had to lick their lips and smack them on occasion, with a stare of desire in their eyes, as if they wanted nothing more than to have the cock rammed into their own bodies. Melchias hardly looked at them to enjoy this display, but the demon lady used her whip to make sure the young associates looked enthusiastic enough during the hard fuck. And sometimes, they had to lick her pussy when she insisted. After the old wizard had shot three loads into the dark-haired teenager, who was very sore and hurting by then, he slapped her around for awhile, mostly in her face and developing tits, then he motioned the succubus to offer the torture instruments. With an evil grin, his demon lady friend complied and Melchias attached sharp iron clamps to Latrina's nipples and then all over her chest and thighs. He topped it off by clamping her sloppy pussy with three more clamps, two on her moist labia and one directly over her poor, tormented clit. The girl whined and moaned in pain, but she managed not to complain. She knew no good would come of it, unless she decided to leave the Tower, and of course she didn't want to lose the Glow. Joanna wondered why the girl's parents had given her such a weird and unlady-like name, Latrina. Perhaps it was just a nickname given to her by Melchias, like Sexualia. And indeed, Joanna now got a good idea what was up with the name. Once Latrina's tormenting clamps had been attached to her pained, sweating teenage body, the sobbing girl was dragged by her long hair to a corner of the bedchamber, where she was forced into a doggy position on the cold hard floor. Latrina didn't look surprised, in fact it seemed like a hated routine she knew very well, even though she was sobbing and her cunt was still dripping with the sadistic mage's sperm. To Joanna's horror, Master Melchias produced a chamber pot from under his bed. It was metal and closed, but the wizard removed the top with a telekinetic gesture, and the distinct smell of shit and piss immediately filled the air. Melchias didn't waste much time and put the clearly filled chamber pot, now open, into a small wooden box in the corner in front of Latrina. The 13-year-old girl cried bitter tears, but did not resist as the old man forced her head into the wooden box face down, so that her nose and mouth were directly above the opened chamber pot. Then he closed the top of the wooden box, which had a hole that fit tightly around the girl's neck. It painfully pulled at her hair too. Latrina would still get enough air to breathe, but she had to do so directly above the excrements and piss. And she had to keep her head up, which was exhausting, unless she wanted a face full of the stuff. To Joanna's surprise, Master Melchias wasn't done with the pretty teen yet, either. He just kneeled behind her, lubed up his cock with his own cum that still oozed out of her tormented pussy and some conjured magic lube, and then forced it into her openly displayed 13-year-old asshole. He fucked her brutally with fast deep thrusts while she was yelping and gagging with her head inside the shitbox. It lasted a very long time, and Joanna found it much harder now to look at his cock and lick her lips as though she couldn't wait to have it rammed down her own throat. Like a good preteen slut, however, she forced herself to put on a lusty show, even though her arcane host completely ignored her. When Melchias neared his climax, he harshly pulled himself out of the young girl's ass, which forced an undignified fart noise out of her. Not that dignity was much of a priority for poor gagging and sobbing Latrina right now. The old wizard signalled to his succubus friend to masturbate him, and the young lady complied without hesitation. She had once been a child servant herself, after all, and some of the submissiveness had lasted into their independent friendship even after she had left The Tower. Joanna thought her clawed hand moved with a gentle agility on Melchias' cock that she wouldn't have expected to be in her abilities. On the other hand, her face was blank, like it was just a mechanical chore for her. She got more off on hurting and being eaten out by children herself, which she loved doing to Melchias' new servants. Not that the old immortal cared much. Within a few seconds, he shot a huge load of thick, slimy jizz all over Latrina's young ass and lower back. Joanna was no longer surprised at the mage's capacity to cum often and much, unlike her own papa who was exhausted after one or two cummings. It was clearly a wizard thing. To her dismay, the 10-year-old naked girl was now waved over by Master Melchias with impatience. Joanna crawled quickly to him, and her hair was grabbed into a fist, painfully. Then her pretty face was forced into Latrina's sloppy ass crack and then upward, which smeared teenage sweat and old man cum all over it. "Lick her clean and swallow it all", he ordered. Joanna responded with a submissive, "Yes, Master Melchias!", but he had already walked back to the bed, not without grabbing two other children's small wrists to drag them along with him. "Time for some balls worship," he decided and let himself fall on his back into the soft cushions. A 6-year-old who adored him licked his left nut. She was oh so cute and adorable herself, but still just a fuck toy to the old man. After he had "adopted" her from a shitty overfilled orphanage for her cutesy and pretty looks, she had been an unimportant servant to use occasionally. She was only 5 then, almost too young for him. Girls that age didn't have much self-discipline. But he had of course given her a taste of the Glow. It had completely blown her little mind. She was so overwhelmed by the experience that she would now gladly die for him if he asked her to, just out of gratitude. Licking his ball for him was a wonderful thing for her, and she did so with glee. His other ball was licked by a 9-year-old girl who didn't actually like life here very much. Like literally everybody, she loved the Glow to no end, but she actually hated sex, especially with men. They had hurt and abused her since she was 4, and now her Master Melchias did so, too. The Glow made a huge difference, and she knew she could leave or just die painlessly whenever she wanted to, but a part of her mind still despised him for what he was, a perverted mean man like all perverted mean men. At least he had freed her from slavery after someone had given her to him as a gift. Now she was a free person again. But if she left him, she had no doubt she would just end up being hurt and fucked by someone else. Or so poor that she would end up selling it. It was all the same shit, except for the Glow of course. Licking his ball for him was a disgusting thing for her, and she did it with calculated resignation. Melchias didn't give a shit either way. He soon fucked both of them in their mouths and throats while the other had to lick both balls, and then switch back and forth. His cum was shared by the two girls, one enthusiastic and the other disgusted, but both swallowing it all down like it was fucking dessert. The demon lady grabbed Joanna once she was finished cleaning poor Latrina. Her strong hand grabbed her by the hair on the back of her neck, and Joanna had no choice but to bend backwards with her face upwards. Getting hurt was much more common here than it had been in her village, even though her papa and some boys had loved doing it as well. "Eat me, slut", the succubus mage commanded, and Joanna found her mouth pushed right into a red demon pussy. Except for the darker red of her skin everywhere, it looked like a normal woman's cunt, and Joanna immediately started lapping at her clit and up and down on her labia. Finally, she pushed her tongue inside and the demon lady let out a small moan. A few minutes later, Joanna was on her back on the hard floor and the succubus was squatting over her face. The little girl could barely breathe as her face was covered by the woman's crotch, but she didn't complain. Instead she licked and ate and lapped and tongue-fucked the demonic beauty with abandon. Joanna was a very good preteen whore and a very good child slut. She was proud of every moan and sigh she managed to elicit from these nice people. The succubus finally came, while Melchias shot his second load into the mouth of the 9-year-old who really hated the taste of cum, but didn't say anything. After that, Joanna was ordered to turn around and lie on the floor on her stomach with her legs spread. She could not see what was happening, but she soon felt the hard hit of a whip right on her naked ass and pussy. "Aaaaiieeeee!", Joanna couldn't prevent herself from screaming. Melchias and his demon friend grinned at each other, then Joanna got a savage beating of 20 hits with the whip. She screamed and squealed and whimpered throughout. Finally, the succubus had some mercy on her and started whipping Latrina instead, and new screams and squeals resounded throughout the elegant and stylish bedroom, except this time it was muffled by the shitbox. Melchias had another orgasm soon after. He gave both his cocksuckers a facial, and they had to lick each other clean. Before they were even done, yet another loli servant was straddling him so he could fuck her in her tight 11-year-old pussy. And Joanna found that the demon could have more than one orgasm in short time as well, delivered again by her own exhausted tongue and lips. Only after long hours of more debauchery and cruelty did the children get something to eat (other than man juice from the source). Melchias' demon friend sucked his cock once and then announced she had to leave soon. Apparently she had come to sell some new spell variants to him and went off to travel more in order to help him expand his network of spies and information brokers in far-off worlds. A lucrative day job, but not enough to gain the necessary energy to ever become immortal before she died. "Too bad", Joanna thought. It would be nice if they could all do that. Live forever. Then she remembered the Glow didn't work on immortals, and she was much less disappointed. Melchias liberated Latrina from her disgusting prison. Then he granted his demon lady friend and all the kids a full minute of Glow after their orgy. It was a mind-blowing gift of indescribable subjective value to all of them. And it left them dizzy and even more exhausted. Then they all disbanded, and Melchias called for three other servants to sleep with and stick around in case he wanted a quickie later. +++ Joanna awoke in the middle of the night when someone opened the metal bar door to her cell and entered. She had a blindfold on and was not allowed to remove it even to take a peek, but she assumed she was expected to offer her body to whoever it was. It was clear that no one would be able to enter the dungeon without Master Melchias' approval... or at least Joanna thought so. So she did what was surely expected of her. Fighting against her inner tiredness, the naked little girl got up on her knees, spread her legs wide to make her hairless pussy freely available, and then interlocked her fingers behind her head. Her pretty face, still blindfolded, was raised slightly upward and her mouth opened wide so that her anonymous visitor could stuff it with dick or use it otherwise. She could hear the person step close to her and then squat direcly in front of her. The visitor's body was so close that Joanna could feel his or her movement by a very light change of the air on her own naked skin. Then she heard heavy breathing directly in front of her face, and soon she felt it warmly going into her own opened mouth. A few moments later, someone's tongue started slowly licking all over her wide-open lips and then finally darting inside of her. Like a good little slut, Joanna didn't even flinch. She held her pose steady but returned the frenching with fake passion. The breath entering her mouth tasted sour and unpleasant, so did the stranger's tongue, but at least it felt vaguely human, so it was probably not a shapeshifted person or an animal. Joanna also guessed that it was a man, not a woman kissing her, and certainly not another child her age or younger. The tongue felt too meaty and big for that inside her small preteen facehole. As she was slowly licking the anonymous tongue in an intimate, wet dance inside her own mouth, Joanna could feel the visitor get up and bend forward slowly, so she had to tilt her own head backward further. This went on over the course of a full minute, until her face was fully horizontal and the stranger was directly above her. Now the obedient sex puppet had to lick upward and her partner licked downward. Her mouth, of course, was still opened as wide as possible. After they had exchanged spit for over a minute now, it had turned into a very one-sided exchange: Joanna now received far more drool than she could push out, and soon she realized this was exactly what her user had in mind. The licking became more lazy and the tongue held more or less still now, almost completely withdrawn from her mouth so that the preteen girl actually had to stretch a little to reach it still, and she felt like she was now doing all the frenching work and got nothing but disgusting spit and mucus in return. But of course she was the slut here and it was her job to satisfy whoever was allowed to use her in any way they desired. That thought almost made her happy! Her mouth was now filling more and more with a mixture of her own saliva and that of her visitor. Spitting it out while the kissing was still ongoing would have been an unacceptable rudeness on her part, and she knew she couldn't keep it in her mouth forever either. So with a silent inward sigh, Joanna finally swallowed the disgusting slimy mix. And then again, and again, minute after exhausting minute. It became even more unpleasant as the stranger produced more and more spit, on purpose, and let it drool all into her open mouth. It seemed to take forever. Joanna wanted nothing more than to get back to sleep, but the tongue would just not withdraw, or only for short moments to gather more spit and mucus from the back of the guy's throat to let it flow down into poor Joanna. Just when she thought she would have to throw up soon, or get an uncontrollable cramp in her neck, the tongue suddenly withdrew. Then, without warning, a thundering clap echoed through the dungeon and a searing pain shot through the young cunt's left cheek. Her visitor had slapped her with his flat hand, cruelly hard, and the petite naked girl couldn't help but to fall to her side with a loud yelp, half shocked, half angry. She managed to stop the fall with her right hand and then quickly resumed the standard body offering pose again. But the visitor just walked away, and soon the little sex toy could hear her metal door as it was closed and the keys as they locked her cell and were placed symbolically next to the door where she could easily reach them. With a sigh of relief, Joanna wiped the remaining spit off her lips and cheeks and went back to sleep, still wondering exactly who had just used her. +++ One day, roughly five months after Joanna had entered Melchias' sexual service, she was ordered to have sex with pigs. She hated the idea even more than to fuck dogs or goats, both of which he had forced on her before. They were big and mean, ok so were the dogs but somehow sucking the pigs or getting fucked by them had an extra element of embarrassment. Joanna was a farm girl and she loved animals. She even loved pigs, they were interesting and cute. But she really didn't want to put their pig dicks into her mouth or kneel on all fours so they could mount and stick their hard thingies into her. It was just not something that had crossed her mind during her earlier childhood. But Melchias' mind worked differently, in much dirtier ways. The most absurd part was that he didn't keep those animals for food. Most of his food was produced with magic spells, or traded from other worlds. He just kept the pigs around to degrade his little associates. Or maybe he actually enjoyed having a few pigs as pets, there was never any real telling what went on in that old immortal's mind. The 10-year-old had a sinking feeling when she was naked on all fours just outside the pigs' pen. There were five pigs in it and she just knew she would end up having sex with all of them. They made scary loud noises and were bigger and stronger than little Joanna. She knew she was safe, nothing could really hurt her in Melchias' realm. But that was really relative, as it still hurt like hell when an animal bit her. Plus did I mention she didn't really fancy sucking pig dick or getting fucked in her little asshole and pussy by them? Joanna sighed. There was nothing she could do. Nothing that wouldn't cost her the Glow, and that was obviously not even worth considering. The old man opened the pen and she could see the snout of one of the smaller pigs sticking out. It looked at her with curious eyes as the young girl was naked on all fours before it. She noticed that she was smaller and weaker than even the smallest of the pigs. "Hello my equal", Joanna couldn't help thinking. Then it occurred to her that the pig might actually be above her in rank here. After all, she was the slut who was expected to initiate sex with them and then make sure they had a good time. Wow, that was not something she would have done in her old village. "Get in you lazy bitch", Melchias ordered and Joanna sighed inwardly again. Naked and awkward, she crawled forward and pushed her naked body past the curious pig. The old wizard closed the door of the pen and sat down, seemingly on thin air but probably on a telekinetic force field he had casually conjured with a mere thought. "Get aquainted a little. But don't use your hands, you're a filthy pig slut now. Filthy pig sluts don't use their hands. Use your snout and body to nozzle them. See if they want you." Joanna started with the small curious pig. Gingerly, she crawled closer to it, fearing that it may bite. But it tolerated her closeness and then, when she rubbed her neck against his and her head on top of his upper back, the pig did the same to her. "So far so good", Joanna thoght. It wasn't all bad, in fact she kind of liked how gentle and nice the cute pig was. She could have lived without the smell though. And she was glad none of her former friends and family could see her now... The pig slut exchanged gentle nozzling and rubbing motions with the small one, then she went on to the others one by one and made friends in similar ways. Most were a little curious about her but otherwise indifferent, only two of the larger ones pushed her away with an aggressive grunt. Good. She didn't really like those anyway. "I'm glad you're making friends. It is fitting company for a filthy slut like you. Now I want you to choose the one you like best and push your cunt face against its asshole. I want that face of yours to be glued to pig ass for the next five minutes, or you will regret it." Shit. Joanna groaned inwardly. This was getting worse than expected. At first she wanted to choose the small curious pig as she liked him best. But his ass was too shitty, so she looked around. The cleanest one was a big one, but he had pushed her away rudely earlier. Joanna had a feeling he didn't want her slut face to be pressed against his precious pig ass for five minutes. She felt she should respect his wishes on the matter. By contrast, her own wishes did not matter to anyone. Melchias made sure to remind her of that fact when he demonstratively cleared his throat in impatience. She was expected to get on with it. So the naked 10-year-old girl made a compromise choice and crawled behind one who had been largely indifferent to her presence earlier. His asshole looked ugly and dirty, but it was the cleanest of the remaining ones. Joanna tentatively got close to him and started rubbing her face against his back. The pig turned around in surprise and looked at her. She felt like he was judging her for being such a filthy, disgusting slut. "Have you no dignity?", the pig's gaze seemed to ask. But Joanna was smart enough to know it was just her own imagination. At least the pig did not withdraw from her touch, and she felt encouraged. But merely touching wasn't enough, she had been ordered to push her face against pig ass true and proper. So she did, ignoring the horrible smell. It smelled like pig shit. No great surprises there. The pig didn't get angry, but he wasn't much interested in her ass worship either, and he walked around the pen freely. Joanna had to crawl after him in order to obey her Master, and push her naked petite loli body between the other four pigs who were also walking around, sniffing and pushing at her. At least she didn't get bitten. One time she actually thought the small pig was going to mount her from behind and start fucking her. Joanna wasn't quite sure what she was supposed to do if that happened. But then the young pig didn't bother. Apparently she wasn't attractive enough to be fucked by a pig. That almost hurt her feelings. Joanna had no sense of time, but it was clear that five minutes had not passed yet. Her face was hot with embarrassment and pig ass. His pig tail was flopping against her forehead. At least she had not been ordered to rim the pig out. Joanna wasn't sure she could do that without vomitting all over it. "He looks unhappy", her Master Melchias informed her. "Perhaps you should reach out with your tongue and try to get to his balls. Maybe that calms him down." It sounded like advice, but it was obviously an order. So Joanna leaned in further, stuck her little girl tongue out as far as she could and started to lap away at the dirty scrotum from behind. It tasted shitty and bitter, and the pig's skin was rough on her tongue. But it was survivable. The pig let out a grunt, but it wasn't clear whether it was a good grunt or a bad grunt. Did he appreciate her effort or was he just annoyed by it? Or did he mock her for being such a pathetic cunt that she would crawl naked in his pen and push her cute face into his ass and lick his balls from behind like a sow in heat, even though she was human? Joanna didn't even know if a real sow would have bothered pleasuring him like this. She had a feeling that she was now probably lower in status than a real sow would have been. It was not how a little girl was supposed to act, and with such willingness, she knew that much. But of course she wasn't a normal little girl anymore. She was Master Melchias' filthy slutgirl, one of his many interchangeable, disposable cum buckets and playthings. Nothing but one pathetic cunt of many that he could humiliate and order around naked because it amused him. Worth less than an ordinary sow, and so much less than a normal human girl. They would all look down on her, and rightly so. She felt wet between the legs just thinking about it. While licking a pig's balls and pushing her face into his ass. Great. That just cemented her status. "That's enough. See if he allows you to give him a blowjob." Joanna groaned inwardly, but obeyed immediately. She lowered herself even further, to get under the pig properly, another metaphor in her own mind for how pathetic she was. With tentative gentle licks, she started working her tongue and lips on the pig's full scrotum and dick now. It clearly had an effect on him as his pig dick was red and hard under him. He didn't move away either, so Joanna assumed he was okay with her actions. After licking it for a while, she finally put her lips on it. Then the pretty 10-year-old gradually took the full pig cock into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue and lips. The pig grunted, but it seemed to indicate approval. His lower back now started humping against her face and into her slut mouth. She reciprocated his motions by licking and sucking, ignoring the disgusting vile taste on her tongue. Joanna was glad she didn't vomit, although a part of her desperately wanted to. Finally after long minutes, the pig shot a large stream of warm and unimaginably disgusting vile pig cum into her 10-year-old slut mouth, and she swallowed every drop of it, gagging and retching. She didn't have to be ordered to swallow cum when someone came in her mouth. That was implicit, even with a pig. "Okay, pig lover. It seems you have a knack for this. Do the other ones, at least the ones that don't push you away. If one of them doesn't want you, you stay in the pen until another one wants you. If one of them wants to fuck your ass or filthy cunt, you let them mount you and help them put it in. Here is some slime to lube you up." The old wizard pulled a jar out of his pocket and threw it into the pen next to her. The curious little pig sniffed at it curiously, then ignored it. "Once you have given five orgasms to your new friends in one way or another, you are done. Until then you are not allowed to leave the pen, unless one of them bites you so hard that you are bleeding out. In that case, you have failed and will get extra punishment. Any questions?" "No, Master Melchias." Her loli voice wasn't exactly overjoyed at this task, but she sure as hell wasn't going to disobey her Master. A thin stream of pig cum drooled down over her chin. "Good. The crystals in this room will make sure I can watch everything later, so don't even think about cheating." "Of course, Master." The mage yawned and left her behind with her five friends. Joanna tried hard to keep the pig cum in her stomach without throwing up. And that was just the first load. In the next hour, the little girl sucked two more pigs off, including the curious small one. 3 down, 2 to go. Her stomach was churning. Joanna had never liked swallowing cum. It had always disgusted her, even human cum, and she never appreciated the taste. But she had always done it when her papa demanded it, and later of course Master Melchias and anyone who was allowed to cum in her mouth. She never enjoyed it. It was something you did for the people you loved, or the people who took care of you, if they insisted. But strangely, when she thought about it, her dislike of the stuff made it all the more fascinating. Perhaps because it was more of a sacrifice, a sign of love and being a good girl. Or maybe it was something else about her undeveloped sexuality that she didn't quite understand. She had this often, that she most enjoyed the things she didn't enjoy at all. Those were the things that made her wet most often, and caused those tingles between her legs and made her little heart beat faster. It confused little Joanna a lot. How could you like not liking something? It made no sense. Just like now, when she sucked pig dick and was mounted by the next one. Joanna was nauseous and disgusted. She had pig shit on her face and pig cum on her tongue and lips. One of the larger ones nudged her around with his snout. She tried to suck him off, but he grunted and kept nudging her. Joanna realized he wanted to mount her, so she turned around for him and spread her legs a little, arching her back. The pig crawled over her. Since she was smaller than him, it was an easy fit. Joanna reached back behind her, to guide his big porky cock into her asshole. She opened the jar Master Melchias had given her and started lubing her ass and the pig's dick up with the slime. Then she helped the pig push his hard cock into her back door. She knew it would hurt, but it was still better than putting it into her tiny kiddie pussy. But the pig grunted in dissatisfaction. Joanna realized that he wanted the other hole. Almost as if he knew it was the "right" one to put a dick in. She thought it really shouldn't matter to a pig, but who was she to argue? She was the slut here, her opinion didn't matter. If the pig wanted to fuck her pussy, she had an obligation to let him, even though she really wanted to get the job done with her mouth and asshole only. And there it was again, that tingle, that weird warm fuzzy feeling. Like she enjoyed not getting what she wanted, and instead giving the men, or even this pig, what they wanted against her wishes. Joanna wondered if maybe she was a crazy person. It didn't matter. She lubed up her 10-year-old cunt with the magical slime. Joanna knew it well, it helped not only make an orifice slippery, but also dulled the pain, made her less likely to rip and generally aided the stretching and fucking of small holes by thick cocks and objects. The former farm girl had no idea how that even worked, but she was grateful for the effect. Allowing the big pig to fuck her small cunt without it would have been a painful excercise. Finally he was inside her, the tip at first, then he went deeper. The little girl could feel her vagina gradually being filled up with pork cock. Then the pounding started as the pig humped her naked body. Her sexy back was still arched, her ass pushed up high against the pig's body over her so he could penetrate her at his will. Her face was now resting on her arms on the floor as she endured being used as a cocksleeve for pig cock. Despite the magic lube, it still hurt quite a lot. The insides of her cunny seemed on fire, her tender flesh stretched to its painful limit. His ruthless thrusting and humping didn't help the matter either. Joanna wanted to be a brave slutgirl for her Master, but she just couldn't help whining, sobbing and yelping as the strong pig had his way with her. She cried into her arms on the floor of the pen while she was being fucked by a pig. This went on for an eternity. At least a year or five. Or at least it felt that way to poor Joanna. She was sure it felt faster for the pig who was clearly enjoying himself. Good for him. He rammed her hard for a while longer, then grunted as he spurted the next load of pig cum into her. She didn't really want a load of slimy piggy sperm inside of her little human vagina, but at least she didn't have to swallow that one. 4 down, one to go. It turned out the pigs were now no longer interested in her, as she lay sobbing and crying on the hard floor. She stank of pig cum from both ends. Maybe they wanted nothing to do with such a filthy stinking slut. Joanna couldn't blame them. But she tried enticing them to more action, to no avail. She had to wait in the pen for over an hour for one of them to become interested enough in her to fuck her. It was the biggest, scariest one this time. He was content to fuck her little asshole, after she lubed it up again good and proper. The magic slime seemed to relax her muscles, and penetration was easier than it had been in her tiny pussy. On the other hand, the biggest pig had the biggest and most scary cock, and poor Joanna couldn't help whining and sobbing again, as the ruthless beast ravaged her and made her butthurt. She tried to tell herself that she did it all just for the Glow, but deep down she knew it was a lie. At this point, the filthy loli pig whore would have kept obeying even if she knew she would never get the Glow again. After ramming her and forcing her to slide around on the floor of the pen for long minutes, the scary big pig came hard and deep into her asshole. 5 out of 5. Finally, she was done bringing pleasure to her porkine friends at their discretion. Joanna reached over the pen's wall with her little slender arms and opened the lock to crawl out on all fours, soiled and abused. She was not human now, but much less than human, less than pig even. Just a bunch of fuckholes for random pig dick. She hated the thought, but a part of her loved hating it. Damn, there was that weird warm tingling again! +-- One day soon after, the Triumphirate returned to Melchias' Tower. It was a trio of powerful immortal magic users who were cooperating closely with Melchias for millennia now, and who happened to share most of his sexual tastes. Individually, they were no where near as powerful as Melchias himself, especially in terms of experience and the raw amount of magical energy he had accumulated. But they could hold their own, especially the three of them together, and they kind of came as a package. Alienating or befriending one of them had a huge influence on the other two. All of them had small pocket dimensions in nearby Dependency Chains, customly created long ago and now tethered to Melchias' Tower. Alecindra was an ancient immortal who looked like a 13-year-old girl. Melchias had first met her some 40,000 years ago, but like he, she was probably much older. Alecindra was a de-aging fanatic and used expensive youth inducer spells to keep her favorite age forever. She loved being underestimated on her travels, especially by violent men. She also happened to be a sadistic pedophile, and her severe torture indulgence often proved a hard test to Melchias' philosophy of amoral tolerance. Her collaboration was incredibly useful, however. Not only had she travelled through dangerous parts of the Rethorian Chain so far away that everyone in the Gandrenas would have a much poorer current map without her, but she was also one of the best experts in turning magical energy into useful objects, especially food. Her efficiency enhancement templates had increased the wealth and nutrition of trillions of people. To top it off, she was also an excellent cook and designer of culinary spell templates, routinely inventing entirely new flavors of taste. Nestregon was a rather mysterious figure, often quiet, brooding and withdrawn. He was a gifted and experienced shapeshifter. His main expertise were templates to mutate and transform animals, plants and living human tissue and to allow people to change aspects of their bodies they weren't happy with. Nestregon was the least human-looking person in Melchias' circle of aquaintances. He had spent millennia in aquatic surroundings and lived in his own realm mostly underwater. The ancient mage had started out humanoid, but from a far-away part of the World Tree where people had grown to look quite different, and larger, than in most other parts. On top of that, his millennia of routine shapeshifting had left him looking more like a tentacled aquatic beast than a human person. A few flawed magical experiments and constant habituation had changed his default body form to something octopus-like. His face was still intact, although it was now blue and he had no hair. His skin was wet and glistening. There was something fishy and beastly about his physical appearance, but he was always true to his word. That made him trustworthy in deals and alliances, but he was also one of the most sociopathic sexual sadists and utterly devoid of empathy. At this point, Nestregon needed active shapeshifting magic to return to his original human-like form. Even though he no longer looked human by default, he still had a functioning cock, but it was blue, unusually large and had a weird taste and shape. Nestregon also still happened to enjoy fucking young girls and boys, and he knew how to put his tentacles to good use to everybody's great amusement. The entire Dependency Chain where Nestregon had been born, spanning millions of worlds, had been sealed off from the rest of the Rethorian hundreds of thousands of years ago, and he was one of the few people who were allowed through from the other side in all this time. Needless to say, he was an invaluable source of scientific and cultural information. Talindor was less useful than the others. He was old, not as old as Melchias but incredibly ancient. But he was even more jaded and lazy than Melchias ever intended to become. It often happened that Talindor spent full years in his small, simple realm just lying motionless on a sea of cushions with young boys sucking and fucking his cock 99% of his waking hours. He had taken the philosophical principle of life simplification to its near completion. But, he also happened to control one of the largest aggregates of magical energy that Melchias knew of, less only than his own and a few dozen others in the entire Gandrenas Chain. He was probably in the top 5,000 of the entire Rethorian, even though it spanned hundreds of millions of worlds, with over a million immortal mages living in it. This wealth alone made him a valuable ally. And Talindor had considerable expertise in crafting new artificial worlds, multiplex portals, tethers, and seals. Although, due to his laziness, he probably couldn't expect to stay top dog in this area for much longer. Neither did he need to, since he had already achieved the power he had wanted to secure. The Triumphirate had been away travelling for several months, mostly for fun. But also for diplomatic visits and to personally maintain their extended network of spies and associates. Purchasing some template variants and updated maps and political dossiers from travelling merchants and information brokers was a routine part of such travels as well. They also happened to bring a few child sex slaves with them. Melchias wasn't a believer in real slavery, he never bought slaves, even from worlds where slavery was legal. The Triumphirate had a different view on the matter. This had been a point of mild disagreement between them, but Melchias made it a point not to judge what others did outside his Tower. He even tolerated the presence of actual slaves in his realm under the condition that they could demand freedom or death once they were here. Of course, the Triumphirate knew about this rule and therefore usually only brought slaves they were willing to give up. Sometimes one of their slaves asked for death in his presence. Melchias had a rule to kill any being who asked for it seriously and with clarity of mind. He had adopted it as a symbol of free will when he was aeons younger, and it had stuck as a part of his identity. Not everybody was happy about that rule, but Melchias was powerful enough to force his will on the matter. Melchias usually offered the suicide a minute of Glow or two, and then killed them painlessly with an execution spell before they returned to normal consciousness. The Triumphirate had lost dozens of slaves to him this way over the centuries. Even strangers who met him on his travels demanded death from Melchias sometimes, when they had heard of his unusual rule, to get a taste of his fabled pleasure magic and to escape lives of misery or illness. This most often happened with old, poor or sick people. Most of the slaves the Triumphirate brought to his Tower instead tried their luck with freedom, by going alone to a nearby hub for an uncertain fate - one where slavery wasn't legal, of course. Often, they begged to stay with Melchias once they got a taste of the Glow, but he usually said no, unless the kid was intended as a gift for him and he actually wanted him or her. Despite Melchias' relative kindness, his Tower wasn't a charity. The children living here weren't his charges - they were well-selected fuckmeat. The primary beneficiary of their dealings was, and would always be, his hard glistening cock. "Melchias, my old friend!" Alecindra stepped out of the portal, looking glorious in her fully naked and gorgeous 13-year-old form. She hugged the ancient wizard and gave him a long and deep french kiss. Nothing special, Alecindra fucked both Melchias and Nestregon infrequently, only Talindor insisted on his preference for shota meat. Behind her, Nestregon's tentacled hulking shape appeared. He bowed respectfully and silently, then just waited in the background. Talindor stepped out of the portal with a look of boredom. He led a naked young boy at a leash, collared and with his little hands tied behind his back. The slave was maybe 10 years old. Then five more children appeared from the magical light, three girls and two more boys, all roughly between 5 and 12. They were all attractive. Their hair and eyes looked different from most people around here. Their most captivating feature was their almost glowing golden eye color. The kids were all collared, chained and bound. They wore no clothes except a few strips of leather or garment around their slim waists that didn't even cover their naked private parts. A look of fear was on their cute handsome faces. It didn't look like they were here on their own volition. "We come bearing gifts", Talindor said matter-of-factly. "Spoils of war", Alecindra added. Melchias raised an eyebrow, but he had to admit the young slaves looked damned sexy with their collars and chains. They held their heads low in submission, but couldn't help looking up in fear at the wizard from time to time. Melchias was getting hard. "Literally", Nestregon added. "There was a civil war ongoing in one of the worlds adjacent to the hub we visited. We scouted the world for information when a group of slavers attacked Alec. They thought they could enslave her!" Loud laughter from Nestregon and the girl mage. Talindor just smiled a jaded smile. "We actually played along for a while, Nest and me in the background while they had their way with Alec. For a sadist, she sure looked like she enjoyed the gang rape!" "What can I say, diversity is the spice of life. But, all fun has to come to an end, and when they tried to transport me off, we ploughed through them like a hot knife through butter. You should have seen those slavers' faces when I broke the metal chains with my bare hands and crushed the cage's lock between my girl fingers!" "It was quite the sight", Nestregon agreed. "After that we slaughtered the slavers quickly and efficiently." "Alec wanted some more fun", Talindor continued. "So we headed to the slavers' main outpost and killed their fighters and war mages. 20 dead, then the rest scattered. Then we were faced with the dilemma what do to with the almost hundred slaves in their captivity. We could have left them behind in their cages, or freed them to try their luck surviving on that battlefield. Ultimately we decided to keep the youngest and best-looking 25 for ourselves and free the rest. We escorted those who wanted safety to the hub. It was quite the caravan." Alecindra nodded. "Not everybody was happy departing with these kids, but finders keepers as they say. Good deeds come at a price. We already divvied up our own share, the most gorgeous ones. Tal took most of the boys of course, while all the girls are suffering in The Sin or waiting for underwater tentacle rape in Nest's beautiful Grotto. But, those six are for you, to do with as you please." Melchias sighed an exaggerated sigh. "You are such kind people. Always making the worlds a better place, helping out the needy... But seriously, thanks for the gift. I'll put it to good use." He addressed the slaves. "You are free now. I will soon explain to you what your choices are. Then you can decide your future at your own free will. For now, enjoy some food and comfort!" Confusion and suspicion were written all over their cute faces, but they did not dare protest or ask questions. Melchias signalled for a 13-year-old servant to take care of the little ones, to open their chains and bounds, and lead them to a guest area where they could rest, eat and wear some nice robes. "You just don't know how to have proper fun", Alecindra complained in mock protest, her cute young face pouty. "I beg to differ. I always get mine." "Still boring though." "Let's get to business", Talindor urged. He probably yearned for some weeks doing absolutely nothing while his shota slaves worshipped his cock. Melchias raised his hands. The Triumphirate was back. That was cause for celebration. "Why not have a proper meal together for the first time in almost a year. We can talk a little, and then you can call it a night. The information doesn't get old in the next week or two." +++ Melchias and the Triumphirate enjoyed a veritable feast together, served by naked preteen boys and girls who were also groped and molested in the process. Joanna was one of them. More than once, she felt a slimy wet tentacle from the octopus mage grab her naked ankle or wrist, holding her down, even worming itself into her pussy and asshole. The whole group erupted in laughter when they saw the horrified look on the beautiful 10-year-old's face. Even worse were the things that naked girl mage did to her. At first Joanna thought she was a also servant and was confused by her confidence, and the fact that she sat and ate with them at the table like an equal. Then it dawned on her that looks were deceiving with that one. Alecindra had a blast tormenting Joanna's sexy young body when she brought food and wine to the guests. By the end of the evening, the little girl had endured several serious burns and deep bloody cuts, screaming loudly in pain every time. One time, the ancient girl mage grabbed Joanna's long brown-blonde hair in a fist, forced her pretty face between Alecindra's legs and ordered her to eat out her hairless perfect pussy. Melchias didn't come to her rescue, so Joanna knew she had to obey. So she licked and slurped away at the wet glistening pussy lips of this seeming teenage girl, and ended up fucking the cunt with her tongue as deeply as she could. Meanwhile, the sadistic mage inflicted constant pain on her loli body. Bloody long scratches were etched into Joanna's back by Alecindra's fingernails, hot candle wax from the candles were dripped all over her skin. It hurt like hell. She even got the sharp tips of Alecindra's knife and fork pushed through her tender skin several times, drawing blood and eliciting new screams of agony from Joanna, muffled only by the wet cunt she was forced to tongue-fuck. It would all heal of course, but damn did that hurt! And all Joanna really wanted to do was to serve food! She could see a 9-year-old servant boy being molested by that one other mage, the elegant man who didn't look like the love child of a large human and an octopus. That boy, Cornelius, didn't scream as much as Joanna, but he was also slapped around and pinched repeatedly. And he ended up with several fingers up his ass. Out of sheer cruelty, that wizard ordered Cornelius to hold his arms crossed behind his back with his legs spead. Then he took the little boy's wiener and balls between his fingers and squeezed them hard. The mage put so much pressure on the boy that he looked like he was about to faint from the pain. Cornelius whimpered desperately, and his cute young face was in a grimace, gritting his teeth. Finally he was ordered to crawl under the table and deepthroat the mage's cock, while a tentacle from Nestregon found its way to his asshole and raped it with perverted worming glee. Talindor was the first to leave after cumming into Cornelius' mouth and watching the kneeling boy swallow the cum solemnly while he was still being assraped by the tentacle. It wasn't surprising that Talindor would leave already, he had the least patience for social occasions of them all. They had learned millennia ago not to confuse it with disrespect or hostility. Melchias and the others agreed on a time next week when they would share all the new information properly, then the ancient mage escorted his bored guest to the portal room. Meanwhile, one of the tentacles found its way into Joanna's tiny pussy again, stretching it painfully and worming itself around inside of her. She wondered for a brief moment if it was the same one that had just been in Cornelius' little asshole. Not that it really mattered. The servant boy was visibly happy that the other mage had left, and hurried to clean his dishes off the table. It gave him an excuse to leave the room. Poor Joanna was cunt-raped by the tentacle while still desperately obeying the girl mage's harsh commands to please her with her tongue and lips. This woman was impossible to satisfy! In return for the ministrations, Alecindra took a knife and forced it hard into little Joanna's poor asshole. At least she was generous enough to use the handle and not the blade. Joanna didn't even want to imagine how much worse that would have hurt. Sure, she wouldn't die and it would eventually heal, but still. Not that this pain was benign or anything, it was even worse than what her Master usually threw at her. Alecindra finally came on her slut face and tongue, and Joanna learned the horrible lesson what happened to child slaves who made Alecindra cum. The girl mage used a quick pain spell and cast it on Joanna. Immediately, screaming agony flashed through her young mind. Her entire body felt like it had been drenched in scalding hot oil. The spell operated in the natural human range, unlike the Glow, but it was still unbearable, and Joanna could do nothing but scream and collapse in utter agony. Alecindra made sure that Joanna's face was still tightly rubbed against her cunt, though, and Joanna could still feel that tentacle probing the insides of her vagina. Joanna almost used her telepathic safe word to make the searing pain stop and get out of that room. Almost, but not quite. This woman was Master Melchias' guest, and if she wanted to hurt Joanna, no matter how badly, then that was her right. Somehow, this knowledge gave Joanna enough willpower to endure her suffering like an obedient little pain slut. After 10 long seconds of extreme torment, her young-looking abuser finally cancelled the torture spell, pulled the knife out of her anus and pushed her away like a discarded meat puppet that had lost all value. Joanna was a crying sobbing mess on the floor. But Nestregon wasn't done with her yet and grabbed her by the ankles with his tentacles. Joanna never even thought about fighting or resisting, as he drew her in toward him, dragging her over the floor like a cheap toy. The tentacle was pulled from her assaulted cunt and instead pushed into her asshole, where the knife handle had just inflicted severe pain on her, renewing the suffering in her tender hole, and the horrible stretching. She felt herself being lifted upward. Then Joanna found out why her pussy had been liberated, as the octopus monster mage lined up her sexy little body with his monstrous blue cock. Her legs were spread far and wide by his disgusting slimy tentacles and her little arms held together behind her back by another one. Damn, those things were strong! There was no point fighting, even if she had been allowed to refuse these people. The penis that was about to invade her was one of the largest Joanna had ever seen. It was clearly not human. It was still shaped much like a human penis, but it was slimy and slivering almost like a tentacle itself. It had this weird wet skin that also covered the rest of the octopus man. He smiled down at her with a sadistic smile, his face remarkably human. "You are not expected to take it all. It wouldn't fit. You are not expected to enjoy it, either. In fact, you are expected to suffer. But at least you are allowed to breathe air while I rape you. Believe me, that is not a privilege every child gets." With these words, he thrust her little body down on his cock, and his slimy meat divided her pussy lips even further than the tentacle had done so earlier. Joanna screamed in pain again as she was impaled impossibly on this monstrous thing. Incredibly, it actually squirmed around inside her, even though it felt hard as wood. Then Joanna started bouncing up and down, not out of her own volition but carried by the creepy slimy tentacles that were all over her body. She felt like a little ragdoll in his firm grip. Her cunt felt like it was hammered from the inside. The octopus man leaned into her and started sliding his wet disgusting blue tongue all over Joanna's beautiful face, then probing against her closed lips. The loli servant sighed and groaned inwardly. She knew what her duty was, there was no way around it. So she opened her mouth for the repugnant piece of blue meat and started frenching the octopus mage perversely with her own little girl tongue while his weird yucky cock raped and pounded her poor kiddie pussy. It was torture. But the purpose of her existence was to be a good slut for Master Melchias and his guests, no matter who, what or how cruel they were. So Joanna pushed through all the pain and forced herself to be the best, most enthusiastic whore cunt she could be for this raping tentacle monster. She exchanged salty spit with him, let her little human tongue dance with his monstrous one, ignored the fish-like stench in her mouth, and the agonizing torment in her abused preteen fuckhole. It was torture, yes, but it was also meaningful to her, the absolute fulfillment of her proper role in Melchias' Tower. "Earn the Glow, you fucking slut", Joanna told herself inside her own head. "Earn the fucking Glow like the fucking piece of shit you are!" Nestregon finally came into her agonized 10-year-old pussy, panting his stinking breath right into her wide-open slut mouth. He broke the kiss and she looked deep into his weird blue eyes with fake lust, trying her best to be the perfect whore. She forced a smile onto her wet lips. "Thank you for fucking and kissing me, Sir! I am not worthy, and it was my great honor that you used my body for your pleasure." Joanna beamed at the mage, although she could not hide the tears in her eyes and the pain in her voice. Nestregon smiled a thin smile, but did not respond. The tentacles finally withdrew from her asshole and dumped her on the floor. Joanna immediately went to her knees next to Alecindra and bowed her head deeply. "And thank you for hurting me, my Lady! It was my honor and privilege to please you with my pain!" No sarcasm, absolute sincerity. "Any time, cunt." The two mages smiled at each other. Joanna looked back and forth between the two. "May I bring you more wine? More food? Other children?" "No thanks", Alecindra said. "You can clear the table now." "As you wish, my Lady!" Joanna bowed deeply, with sincere worshipful submission, still kneeling naked. She had tentacle slime all over her, cuts and bruises on her skin, a salty fish taste in her mouth, and octopus cum dripping out of her fucked-out kiddie cunny. Then she got up and removed the dishes. ================================= All my stories are written as fantasies. All activities described are fictional. If anything in my stories ever triggers you, remember to read them with critical distance. That's generally a good idea on the internet actually. =================================