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.





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