Title: A Tree of Worlds: The Octavian Circle Summary: Eight powerful immortals contact Melchias to negotiate a sharing of the Glow template. He travels with his favorite child sex servants to their Chain of worlds, and lots of preteen sluts get cummed on. Keywords: Mg, Mgg, MF, Mb, ped, md, fantasy, va, sad, cons, reluc, magic, prost, inc 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. Read or avoid at your own discretion. This is part 3 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. === The Octavian Circle === --- One day, Melchias was contacted by an emissary of the Octavian Circle. They were eight powerful immortal mages who collaborated so closely together that they represented a tight political unity. Individually they were not nearly as powerful as Melchias and his associates, but collectively they were a force to be reckoned with. They lived close to Melchias' Tower, in the grand scheme of things. The main project of the Octavian Circle was to build and grow their own Dependency Chain of worlds, very tightly controlled by their collective ideology and sealed off from the rest of the World Tree most of the time. This had some disadvantages since the flow of useful goods and information was limited. But on the other hand, it allowed them to shape their worlds with more precision. One cornerstone of their ideology was self-serving: Absolute power to the Eight. Not only was it necessary to maintain long-term control over their Depedency Chain, but most immortals were pre-selected to be attracted to power. If you didn't have a personality that wanted to be relevant, you didn't carefully plan your life around becoming immortal and then accumulating magical energy instead of spending it, for many millennia. It was also sexual, of course. The Eight could pick and choose their concubines, lovers and slave-like sexual worshippers from a population of many millions of devoted followers, and they did so with glee. But other parts of their ideology were more philosophical. They valued order as a means to an end and disliked the violence and suffering that was so endemic in large parts of the Gandrenas. Their proposed solution was seclusion and careful central planning of all aspects of their worlds, from architecture to population growth. Even the breeding of animals was tightly regulated. Behavior was also highly shaped by law, with the goal of minimizing pain and maximizing pleasure of all minds in the Dependency Chain. Not everybody appreciated this, and some people left the Octavian, while very few selected others were encouraged to immigrate if they added value to the project and sympathized with its goals. Their branch in the lower Gandrenas was entirely artificial. This was not unusual for the realms of powerful immortals, but the rest of the World Tree contained many naturally occuring and exponentially multiplying worlds. Magical energy accumulated over time, and some of it took the form of new worlds growing in the World Tree from almost all pre-existing worlds over the aeons. Most humans had spread through colonization of such worlds, rather than making new ones on purpose. Not so in the Octavian, where everything was meticulously planned down to the smallest detail. The Dependency Chain and its population would grow over the millennia, in fact it was already considerable by now. But it all happened in a very intentional formulaic plan. And this plan involved sealing off the entire Octavian from within for most of the time, more and more so over time. They still lifted the seal to get people and goods in and out sometimes, but it was closed now most of the time. Tourism was not accepted anymore. Seals could be broken from the other side by brute force, but it cost far more energy than creating them. Almost no one ever did that, since the same energy could be used more productively to grow new worlds everywhere else, establish tethers, make people immortal, or do a myriad other useful things. Or just accmulated over time with increasing returns. If someone like the Eight wanted their own Dependency Chain sealed off, they'd have to have bitter and powerful enemies to motivate breaking it. Of course, people couldn't accept it if important hubs were sealed off permanently. But almost no one ever did that, either. Hubs were the node worlds in the World Tree from where many long parallel Dependency Chains had grown over time. As such, they were incredibly important for travel and commerce, and sealing them off was bad business. Much better to charge people for passage. Also most hubs could be cicumvented by direct tethers made to ease traffic around the hubs, and shifting business to those was essentially giving away free money. So seals were mostly used to block private worlds and local Chains from intrusion, rather than to cut off large parts of the World Tree from each other (with some prominent exceptions). Melchias was surprised to hear from the Octavian so soon, just 20 years after the last personal contact. But he had expected it would eventually happen again. Collaboration between immortals was just too useful to never make an exception. It was limited by the sheer size of the World Tree, but with the Octavian so close by to Melchias and the Triumphirate, it was almost inevitable. They hated the Triumphirate, Alecidra and Nestregon in particular, for their cruelty. But hatred among immortals was a very relative thing. In this case it just meant mild appeals to mercy and empathy, followed by higher prices for template and information brokering. Not that the Eight were perfect saints themselves. If you could sexually dominate an entire population, some screams and whiplash sounds were inevitable. They just didn't scale the concept up with mass torture like Alecindra and Nestregon did. There was one thing that the Octavian Circle really, really wanted from Melchias: The Glow template. They had asked him for millennia, and he had denied them for millennia. But this time, they offered an energy sum that he really couldn't turn down while calling himself sane. ++- The Eight's invitation had been personal. Melchias was going to travel to the Octavian Dependency Chain. He took Joanna and five other preteen sex servants with him on the journey. "Something to fuck for the road", as he said. Joanna didn't mind one bit. Being close to her Master filled her with deep joy, and if she was his personal concubine for the months long journey, it meant not only a great honor but also probably more Glow than usual. Most other servants would have bitten their own arms off for this privilege. They travelled for months, through hundreds of worlds, mostly hubs tethered to other hubs. Sometimes they visited associates in his extended network, or simply other mages, much less powerful and almost always mortal, but also a few lesser immortals with their own small artificial worlds. They saved a lot of travelling time by using their personal tethers. Melchias combined this with exchanges of news, select memories and magical templates. And little girl vaginas. Apparently he got a kick out of seeing Joanna being degraded and fucked hard by all these people she never met, while he wet his dick in the lovers, slaves or concubines of their own. She felt she spent more time on her knees eating assholes and pussies out or having hard cocks in her young throat, cunt or butthole, than actually travelling. Melchias also visited countless cities and small worlds on the way, making courtesy appearances at the courts and embassies of local rulers, even those who had never met him. And always, sexually servicing them seemed to be a part of Joanna's schedule. She was grateful whenever one of them declined politely. But most didn't, and the young girl lost count how many orgies she had been part of, or rather, the receiving end of. Apparently, almost all powerful men, and a awful lot of powerful women, were pigs. She also didn't want to count how many other children and teenagers her Master fucked and abused during this journey. He usually gave them a few seconds of Glow when he fucked a stranger, and Joanna knew very well what this meant to them. But his primary concern seemed to be to stab his hard cock into as many sexy young bodies as he could find on this journey. There was barely any brothel he passed by. And whenever he fucked the young teen and preteen whores in one that met his taste in fuckmeat age, he made Joanna and his other five servants satisfy the brothels' other customers for free, just out of courtesy. The money always went to the brothels' owners as payment for Melchias' visit, and then they had to service him or her as a group together in the most degrading and humiliating ways possible. "We can save travel costs this way", Melchias explained. But Joanna had a feeling he just loved the idea of it all. He also ended up fucking a small army of street urchins in many more downtrodden parts of poorer cities. Joanna the farm girl was impressed how street wise the reclusive mage was. He seemed to have an impeccable instinct how and where to get cute little girls and boys to take all their clothes off, humiliate themselves before him and allow him to stick his hard cock into all their holes until they were drenched in his cum. And all for the miniscule amount of magical energy it took to conjure an apple and some bread and sausage. Melchias gained more energy during the time he fucked them, just from the accumulating growth in his mind, than he needed to pay them for daily sex. Joanna was shocked how widespread child prostitution was in all the worlds. Apparently people everywhere fucked like rabbits and somehow didn't think to prevent small babies from being popped out that no one really wanted to feed. Joanna wondered how much time they lost on the travels just because he was such a pervert. Only in worlds where sexual laws prohibited sex with children or teenagers, or prostitution, did he travel on faster. "They don't like fun here. Let's take our business elsewhere", he used to say in those worlds. And yet, this didn't prevent him from just breaking the law and fucking 10-year-old orphans and street kids anyway. Not to mention his own concubines. Sometimes he just asked the parents of cute sexy girls if he could fuck one of them. He presented a nice energy crystal, representing more than a year's salary to them, and no day went by where some poor people didn't pimp out their own cuties to the old mage, legal or no. Many 12-year-old girls who were secretly in love with some handsome older boy, and never dreamed of becoming a prostitute, suddenly found themselves naked on their knees before the ancient mage, with his hard adult cock deep in their young mouths, because their own parents had talked them into it. And then they spread their little legs for him. And Joanna had to lick his balls and asshole until he shot an unnaturally huge load of slimy semen into their virgin mouths, buttholes or pussies, often into girls who had never even kissed a boy and who had, until this day, thought of themselves as decent and law-abiding young ladies. The law didn't make much of a difference to him. No one could really stop him, and he had subtle ways to manipulate or bribe his way out of ordinary legal disagreements. The Glow didn't exactly hurt either in all these adventures. In some worlds, there was war or poverty, sometimes lots of crime. Melchias loved putting his kids in danger there. Sometimes he visited such places on purpose even though they weren't even on the way. He often made up some excuse about some info he needed or person he wanted to visit. But Joanna suspected he really got off on seeing her raped and brutalized by groups of strangers. The brutal men in these worlds never realized they weren't the easy prey they thought they were. They raped her and the other kids, tried to enslave and kidnap them, tortured them even. Joanna knew she could have used her safe word and stop the whole thing immediately. But then her Master would just abandon her at some hub, not even close to home, and she would never feel the Glow again. So she played along, or rather, was forced into all kinds of hard painful sexual situations. Melchias always observed everything to commit it to his eidetic memory so he could enjoy it visualized again later whenever he wanted. She also knew she was safe, they couldn't really kill or kidnap her. Even mutilations were something he could heal. But damn, did these rapes and torments hurt! And some of these men stank horribly. What was so great about gang-raping a little girl in her tiny pussy, anyway? And spitting in her face and forced-open mouth with stinking breath? And then taking hot wood from a camp fire and burning her nipples with it, while she screamed at the top of her lungs? She didn't even have breasts yet! Or slapping her in her cunt face until her cheeks were a puffy red pulp? Or holding her down on top of another man with her legs forced wide open to fuck her both in the ass and cunt together? Or binding her wrists and ankles and then lining up and cumming all over her, dozens of men in one hour, just so she had to sit or lie drenched in cum? And then later washing it away with piss from a whole bandid or mercinary camp? Did they not have better things to do? Yet somehow, many men in all the different worlds seemed to enjoy doing such things to Joanna and her little friends. And then, when they finally arrived in the fabled Octavian, this meticulously planned paradise of worlds, she had to fuck the Eight as well. Somehow, Joanna was not surprised. +-- The little travel group was finally at the Octavian Crescent hub, the last hub world before the Octavian. Melchias had insisted on a last brothel visit. They actually had to travel to yet another world from the hub, just to find one that met his taste in the youngest girls. It had eaten several more hours of their time, and Joanna and the other servants had to suck more strangers' cocks, eat more cum and get fucked hard by more strange men in their pussies and assholes. Then, after cleaning up properly, they returned to the hub and established a telepathic communication link with the Octavian Circle. Finally, the seal was lifted from the other side, and they arrived at the final destination of their journey. All the Eight greeted them, kind and friendly people in beautiful, matching and elegant garments. Six of them were men, two women. Most of them were de-aged to look between 20 and 40, one in his fifties but very good looking. Only one decided to be an old man with a long flowing beard. Joanna thought he had charisma, even though she didn't know the word for it. Joanna and Melchias saw a girl of age 12 crying on a bench in the portal room when the seal was lifted and they entered the Octavian. After exchanging formal greetings and courtesies, Melchias pointed at the crying little girl. She was all alone, no parents or guardians were with her. "What's her story?", Melchias asked one of the Eight. "She committed a grave crime and is being exiled. The portal was sealed until your arrival today. This is her last day in the Octavian." "What did she do, if you don't mind my asking?" "She showed sexual disobedience toward me", said the immortal with the appearance of a man in his early fifties. "I saw her good looks when I inspected the city she lived in and chose her as my fuck slave for the night. She was obedient for most of the night, a good fuck, pain slut and reliable cum guzzler. But she declined to drink my piss and rim my asshole when I decided to enjoy that. An unacceptable offense, of course. You know how it is." "Indeed. Some servants are unrealiable. It is not something I can tolerate, either." Much like Melchias in his Tower, the Eight had absolute authority over all people in their Dependency Chain. This included the right to demand sexual service of any kind from any of them at any time, including the children. Not everybody was happy with this condition, but the alternative was imprisonment, self-chosen death, or exile. In this girl's case, since she didn't want to die, exile was mandatory. Imprisonment was only for those who were deemed a danger to other people, or during times when the worlds were sealed off. Since it was opened today to greet Melchias and his concubines, the criminal girl was dragged from her prison to be sent to the next hub into an uncertain future. The Eight didn't rape or enslave people. But like Melchias, they insisted on their authority over their own realm. Even children who were born here were subjected to this rule. If this immortal wanted a 12-year-old Octavian girl to slurp and swallow his piss from the floor or stick her little tongue into his asshole, she had a legal obligation to do just that. Otherwise, she was no longer a citizen of the Octavian. The girl's desperate tears were not surprising, considering she was cast out from her family and community as a punishment for her crime. They still loved her and had said their goodbyes, but they wanted nothing more to do with the disgraced criminal now. She had brought shame on her family and city. Melchias thought her tears looked sexy on her. "We don't usually have tourists, but we assigned a guide and personal servant to you while you are here." The mage motioned to a young beautiful girl of maybe 13 years waiting silently in the background. She came over and courtsied respectfully, smiling at Melchias. Her hair was long and blonde, her figure slender perfection, her clothes tasteful yet revealing, her makeup subtle but sexual. She was a very erotic view. "This is Natalia. She will guide and advice you. She is young, but highly intelligent, trained well and versed in topics of local import. We chose her based on your known age preference. If you need anything, just tell her. She is allowed to contact any of the Eight with telepathy, in case you need to speak to one of us. She will also fulfill any sexual wish you desire, including the most painful and unpleasant ones. Natalia has been trained for this kind of occasion. Natalia, please present your body to our honored guest." The young girl blushed but did not hesitate to take her scant clothes off her sexy young body. Her pubic hair was shaved off and her breasts were beautiful yet small. Her skin was smooth and perfect. She spread her legs for him, to reveal an appetizing vagina without flaw. "Good girl. You can dress again." Young Natalia did, still blushing hard. The Octavian mage continued. "You are free to move through the entire Octavian as you please. But be aware that it is not optimized for sightseeing. We don't get many tourists. Natalia has volunteered to be your sexual servant without limit, but we will also grant you temporary sexual authority over the entire populace. That is, if you want to demand sexual service of any Octavian citizen who meets your eye, just let us know through Natalia's telepathy and we will order them to oblige all your demands. Don't be shy about using this privilege as often as you please, we do so all the time. It is part of the civil duty of an Octavian citizen. Those who don't agree, do not stay in the Octavian." Melchias nodded. "As you know, we regulate all reproduction of the Octavian populace. Beauty has been a favored trait in the last millennia. There is some real eye candy living here, including your preferred children. You can also hurt them during such service, although we would prefer if you didn't overdo that. But as our honored guest, even that decision is ultimately up to you. Unless one chooses exile instead, but I think we can all do without those." "That's more hospitality than I expected. Thank you." "Your business is important to us, Master Melchias. We know your primary alliance is with the Triumphirate, and we do not wish to impose. But we see your willingness to even discuss terms of sharing the Glow template as a hopeful sign for potential future collaboration." "I am always open to such possibilities. And I see the beauty in what you're trying to accomplish here." Melchias glanced at Natalia with a sly smile. The 13-year-old slut guide blushed deeply again. "As for your companions, how should they be accomodated? Are they slaves? Pets? Wards? Equals?" The elegant mage said the last word with an ironic smile. While they were talking, all six children in Melchias' entourage were on their knees with their heads bowed, their legs spread and their hands behind their backs. And they were all dressed like sluts, even for the travels. And they wore collars around their necks. Melchias had decided against keeping them naked, but he wanted all the worlds to know that these cute, handsome children were fuckable and fucked sex objects who didn't say no to a hard cock when it was shoved into their pretty faces. "They are sexual servants of low status, but not slaves. I usually keep them in cages or cells, but they are now your guests, and you can accomodate them as you please. They are also available for sexual use in any way. There are no limits to their sexual duty. You are entirely free to hurt them as much as you want. Enduring suffering is a part of their service deal. They have a telepathic safe word and will be exiled from my service if they use it. Just please don't kill them without their consent." The mages laughed. "Naturally", said the oldest-looking man, Gandu. "It would be quite hard as well, as the Octavian has a strong restorative aura active at all times." Then he unexpectedly pointed at Joanna. "That's a pretty one. Take your clothes off, girl. I want to see your pussy. And spread your legs more." Joanna sighed inwardly. Why was she not surprised? She ditched her slut clothes with quick fingers. They didn't cover too much anyway. Then she kneeled with her slender legs spread extra wide and pushed out her almost flat chest for good measure. The old mage stepped closer to her and pushed two fingers into her mouth. She accepted it with docility. He sawed them in and out, in a fucking motion for a bit, and she sucked on them like a good slut as if it was a cock. Then he smeared them against her soft cheeks to get the saliva off of them. "I think I will use this one tonight. Any objections?" Melchias and the rest of the Eight didn't voice any. The old man produced a leash, seemingly out of nowhere, and attached it to her collar. "You don't speak. You don't walk. You don't stand upright. You will be my little bitch for the night." Joanna nodded, but groaned silently in her own thoughts. So much for tourism. The sad 12-year-old exiled girl watched the whole thing from her bench with wide eyes. Maybe she was glad now that she was in exile. Melchias addressed the Eight. "Your hospitality is honored, and you are now free to use my concubines for your pleasure if you fancy. But I came here for a specific reason. We are to negotiate a conditional sharing of the Glow template. Perhaps a demonstration is in order." He walked up to the loli exile on the bench and squatted in front of her, their eyes on one level. Melchias could see why the other mage had taken an interest in her. She was gorgeous! "Hello, little one. I know you are about to leave this realm into an uncertain future. And you don't know me. But if you allow me to demonstrate something to these ladies and gentlemen, you will be greatly rewarded. Can I touch you just once? I swear it will not hurt nor harm you." She looked at him with suspicion. But she was a girl with little to lose. "I swear you will not regret it. You will start into your future with a much better feeling. And I will give you these as payment." He produced a few small energy crystals, standard currency filled with magical potential. She took them with shy fingers. "Okay...", she said meekly. "Sit back and lean your head down, so you don't fall off." The little beauty leaned back on the bench. The Eight stood in a semi-circle around them. Joanna and the other kids were still kneeling, in utter envy knowing what was about to happen. Melchias cast the Glow on his palm and took her soft small hand in his. The effect hit her like a thunderstrike. Her beautiful eyes were wide open for a second, as if he had slapped her. Then she pressed them tightly together while she was convulsing and shaking on the bench. Melchias pushed her chest gently against the bench to limit the shaking and prevent her from falling off. He never let go of her hand. "She is now experiencing the pleasure equivalent of several decades of average human life each second, without any of its suffering mind you. This is accomplished not by time stretching, but by amping up the sheer intensity per unit time. Her mind has been enhanced beyond the normal human range of experience and will remain this way until the touch ceases. Then it will be restored to normal. The pleasure is so intense that we cannot truly imagine it, since we never had any experience remotely near this range. I recommend thinking of it as an orgasm so exceptional that you would rationally prefer even one second of it over many years of normal life, assuming your only goal was to maximize your overall enjoyment. The intensity is roughly 5 orders of magnitude higher than the intensity of the worst human torture. But of course it is purely pleasant. That's orders of magnitude, mind you, not factor." "And is it addictive? Compulsive? Does it get weaker with repeated use? Or dull normal experiences?" "No, the brain reverts to its normal state after the spell ends. The subject will certainly look at life in a different way, but that is only a consequence of correct memory. They will know that the normal joys of their life are merely a miniscule shadow of the extreme reward you can offer them, but that of course is the whole point. The primary function of the template is expansion of the experience range, needed to enable this intensity, followed by induction of optimized pleasure in the new range as a secondary template component. And that's it. There is no other mind control or memory manipulation involved. The intensity never gets weaker, no matter how often or long it is used. The brain takes no damage, but it can be tiring and physically taxing. A restorative aura helps with that, but some rest is usually indicated, unless the subject is very familiar with the Glow." He let go of her hand and took her shivering, moaning 12-year-old body in his arms. The young exile cried and sobbed against his neck. "Don't be alarmed by the shaking and crying. They are physiological side-effects of the extreme stimulation, all very temporary." When she had settled down a little, Melchias took her chin in his hand and wiped away her tears from her gorgeous face. "How did that feel, little exile?" Instead of an answer, she just broke down in sobbing laughter, hugging him hard and pressing her cute face against his neck again. She cried new tears, joyful ones of course. Melchias gave her some more time to recover, then he asked again. "Please describe your experience for us. In your own words. How did it feel?" "I-I can't. I can't. It was... I can't." "Did it feel good or bad?" She just laughed uncontrollably again. Tears rolled down her pretty cheeks. Finally her fit of laughter subsided. "Good. Of course good." Like the entire question had been a big hilarious joke. "If I asked you to lick the assholes of as many people as I tell you, and drink their piss, every day, for the rest of your life, and in return I promised to touch you again like that for just 1 minute, just one time, would you agree that it is worth it?" "W-what?" She was barely comprehending. He explained the question to her again, slowly. The little girl just nodded. "Yes", she said simply. "Yes what?" "Yes, I would say yes. Can we do that now?" "No, it was just a hypothetical question. But I will make you another offer later, an even better one. If you are interested, stay at the Thirteen Tethers Inn at the Octavian Crescent hub. It's the world where they will send you into your exile. The inn is not far from Portal Plaza. Wait for me there, and we can negotiate a deal. You could become one of my sexual servants, if you wait. I grant all of them the Glow sometimes. But it may take a while, I don't know how long." He gave her some more money. She nodded eagerly. "Remember, I will meet you at the Thirteen Tethers Inn in the Octavian Crescent hub." "I will wait for you! Even if it takes a year!" "There is one condition." She looked at him questioningly. Melchias pointed to the 50-something-looking mage of the Eight who had gotten her into her mess with his perversion in the first place. "You need to drink his piss and lick his asshole. And be enthusiastic about it. Assuming he still lets you. Demonstrate that you are a changed girl. Otherwise we will never talk again." The irony was not lost on her. She had never wanted to do something like this. It was just so disgusting, humiliating and repugnant. But she nodded her small beautiful head yes. "Test her compliance before you send her off", Melchias told the mage. "See if the Glow makes a difference." The Eight were pleased and impressed with the demonstration. "Come with me, asslicker. You will get a lot of piss to drink tonight." The criminal girl got up on weak, trembling legs and followed the mage docilely. When she stumbled, he put an unnatrually strong arm around her small shoulders for support. He had to almost carry her because she was still so shaken. The oldest-looking mage Gandu tugged at Joanna's leash and she crawled naked after him while a servant of the Eight took her slut clothes away. Melchias put an arm around young Natalia's shoulders and strolled away with her to the guest quarters, his remaining concubines following suit. It was a good start for Melchias' visit in the Octavian. +++ He fucked young Natalia in all her holes. It started immediately when she showed him his luxurious guest bedroom. No one was surprised. An hour later, she was drenched in cum from three loads and took a hot shower with him. For a 13-year-old, she took it very well. She even enjoyed parts of the sex, squealing in real lust as he fucked her. One orgasm hit her while he got three. Melchias made up for the difference with five seconds of Glow, which made her far more devoted to him than she had ever intended to become. Now she owed him tens of thousands of orgasms before they were even. There wasn't enough time to pay him back before she would be too old for his taste, even if he had stayed that long. His little concubines got their own guest rooms, not as luxurious as his but still much nicer than they were used to. With real beds, warm showers and everything. And decoration! They didn't even dream of having decoration in their rooms anymore! Even during the travels, they had mostly slept in much more meager accomodations. Often just on a rag on the floor next to their Master's bed. But most of them didn't even get to sleep in their rooms tonight. Joanna was already busy on all fours playing the bitch for the old Octavian mage. Two of the other girls and one boy were also occupied soon, all three of them by the same beautiful woman, one of the female minority in the Eight and quite the nasty pervert. Apparently she enjoyed pissing into the open mouths of young girls and boys while she squatted over their cute faces. Not to mention having her pussy being eaten out by them for hours on end and fingering their little private parts and buttholes. Otherwise, she was a really nice lady. And then yet another sweetie was used as a cum dump by the mage who was getting his asshole licked by the exile girl. The hours long rimjobs alone didn't do enough for him, so he wanted some preteen flesh to stick his dick into at the same time. Only one of Melchias' kids was not put to sexual service by the Eight, and she was used by him to slurp his cum off of Natalia and lick his balls and buttcrack while he used the 13-year-old as a three-holer. Apparently the Eight thought it was a matter of courtesy to fuck his concubines. Joanna thought if they had millions of people to demand sex from, they wouldn't really need to treat her like a bitch who was not allowed to talk while she was being fucked by a frail-looking old man on her fours in every way possible. The math didn't add up. Oh, and he only looked frail, he was far more fit than she was. Which he demonstrated by raping, manhandling and beating her up with his flat hands and a leather belt. Not as much as the bandits, slavers and mercinaries, but still. For someone who had meticulously created artificial worlds with the goal of maximizing pleasure and minimizing pain in them, Gandu sure loved making a little girl scream! But maybe that was his pleasure and that also counted. It made Joanna's little head spin trying to think it through. The worst part came when she had to fuck his dog, Wow Wow. Joanna thought it was a stupid name for a dog, but of course she didn't say anything. Turns out there was a reason he had made her into a bitch tonight. Wow Wow had a lot of sexual stamina, just like his master. He was millennia old, only alive because his master spent the expensive energy amounts to de-age him for sentimental reasons. Joanna spent the whole night pleasuring an immortal dog on her fours like a good little bitch. Not something she had seen coming. The dog fucked her in her mouth and pussy several times. Whenever he was on one end of her, his master plugged her with adult human cock from the other end. How much dog cum and how much human cum did Joanna drink that night? She couldn't tell, but her little stomach was full of it. So was her face and naked chest. And of course her bubble butt and tiny pussy. All in a night's work! She only hoped her Master was happy with this Natalia girl. She missed him already. +++ Melchias was not just happy with Natalia. He made good use of the Octavian's offer to demand sexual service of any citizen he wanted. That essentially made several hundred million people his bitch, on threat of exile. The first one was a 9-year-old boy who wanted nothing but buying food with his mother. Like almost all Octavians, he was incredibly handsome. Melchias wanted to french kiss him and put his dick into the boy's mouth. So he told Natalia. The 13-year-old slut servant was visibly uncomfortable with his choice and blushed wildly. But she herself was under obligation. While she contacted the Octavian Circle telepathically, Melchias was already talking to the mother and child. "Excuse me", the old mage announced to the mother. "I have seen your boy and I want to fuck his mouth. And I want you to watch." "What??" "I'm a guest of the Eight and they gave me permission to demand sex from all Octavians." She looked at him like he was crazy. The boy stared at him as well with big eyes, not understanding what was going on. All citizens knew they had to obey the Eight's orders and even fuck them, but they were only eight, so it only ever happened to a tiny fraction of the population. Natalia interrupted. "He is right. I have an official seal." The young girl handed a magical artifact to the 30-year-old woman. Every Octavian knew it well, it authenticated the Eight's will. A crystal in it displayed the face of one of the Eight. It was the perverted woman who had pissed on the faces and into the open mouths of Melchias' preteen servants. In fact, she was currently still busy getting her pussy licked by them. "Master Melchias is currently our esteemed guest", the mage in the crystal said. "We hereby confirm that any citizen has to follow any and all sexual orders demanded by Master Melchias, as if he were one of the Eight, as long as this crystal is authenticated." Then the crystal showed Melchias' appearance, to confirm it was him. The woman looked at him with barely masked anger and disgust. But she knew she had no choice. In fact, it was supposed to be a great honor. She went on her knees and talked to her 9-year-old son. "Honey, remember what we taught you about the Eight and their special orders sometimes? This man here has the same authority. You have to do as he says and make him happy. And please be nice and respectful about it, okay my love? It is very important." Melchias himself chimed in. "Actually, you don't have to if you don't want to. I don't force anyone to do anything." "But you will be exiled from the Octavian in that case", Natalia was quick to add. The boy swallowed nervously. He was so cute with his light brown shoulder long hair and gorgeous features. His lips were sensual, kissable and Melchias wanted to feel them wrapped around his dick. "Please, honey, be brave!" His mother insisted. "You too", demanded Melchias. "Do you live around here?" "Yes, it's not far from here. Just five minutes by foot. We were going to buy vegetables..." "Forget the vegetables. This has a higher priority. You're coming with me now." Melchias knew he wasn't making a good impression on anyone here. But he had no good reason to care what these people thought. The Eight were the only ones whose opinion mattered at all, and they had handed several hundred million people over to him as fuckmeat. Five minutes later, he was naked with the boy in his parents' bedroom. The husband was not at home. Not that it mattered. To Melchias' delight, it turned out the boy had an equally gorgeous 11-year-old sister. She stared at the naked man in their house with big eyes as his hard cock bounced from left to right when he swinged his hips and winked at the young girl. Melchias ordered them all to take their clothes off, Natalia included. The 9-year-old boy obeyed immediately, but the mother had to have an even longer and pleading conversation with her loli daugher. She really didn't want to be naked for this man, but it turned out she wanted even less to lose her home and all her friends and family. So she undressed with tears in her beautiful brown eyes. "What do I have to do?", asked the naked boy with a timid voice. Melchias leaned down, took his small chin into his hand and kissed him full on the lips. Unresponsive at first, the boy's soft lips parted when Melchias didn't stop pushing at them with his tongue. Soon he was forced to allow this strange man to explore his 9-year-old mouth with his probing big tongue. And saliva was exchanged as well. It was weird and disgusting but also warm and wet and gentle. "Come here, girl", Melchias ordered the 11-year-old. She sobbed and a tear ran down her cheek. Even though her mother had warned her pleadingly to be respectful, she just couldn't do it without crying a little. Melchias didn't mind, in fact it made her more sexy to him. Of course the girl didn't want to, but she reluctantly walked over to him in all her naked preteen glory. He grabbed her brown hair hard in a fist behind her head, making her yelp and wail. "Oooooow... please stop! You're hurting me!" "That's right, and I'm allowed to. I will stop if you really want me to, but..." "...but you'll be exiled in that case", added Natalia the 13-year-old slut guide. She was now naked there as well, standing nearby obediently and offering her body to his view and grasp. "Ooow, ow, ow, okay, okay, ooooow! How long will you... ooooow!" He released the pressure just a little, but without letting go of her hair. Then he pulled her in for an even more perverted deep kiss. The girl was listless, just like the boy. "This is not good enough, children. You act like wood puppets. Natalia, show these two how a good slut tongue-kisses a man!" "With pleasure!" She smiled at him warmly, then kissed him passionately. Their tongues danced a perverted dance outside of their mouths, so that the kids could get a good view. "Natalia, train with these two. When I kiss them the next time, I expect enthusiasm. I'm going to fuck their mother now." "What? I thought..." Melchias laughed. "You thought you'd just have to watch and then you'd be off the hook? Just because I like them young doesn't mean I can't pound you hard in your slut cunt. On the bed with your legs spread, now!" The beautiful 30-something-year-old was surprisingly wet. Apparently this whole situation had a certain effect on her. He didn't take much time and just rammed himself into her sloppy pussy. His enhanced athleticism helped in the matter. The handsome woman had to grit her teeth and moan and squeal from the forceful fucking. The bed she shared with her husband was rocking harder than it ever had. Melchias fucked her brutally for 10 minutes. While her children were watching, whenever they weren't busy frenching Natalia, who gave them tips and tricks how to be a good kiss whore. Then the Octavian fuckslut came loud and hard before he did. Right with her naked children present. After she came down from her tremendous orgasm, she looked right into the eyes of her naked 11-year-old daughter. The woman was ashamed like never before, but there was nothing she could do. Finally Melchias came, but not before pulling out and wanking himself all over her. His magically enhanced load of cum went all over her slender slut body. It splashed against her big tits, all over her smooth belly and ran down on her fucked-out pussy. A few splashes even hit her face. She closed her eyes, not wanting to get his stuff into them, but even more so that she didn't have to see her own children's judgment. "That was nice, cunt." "Yes, Master Melchias", she had the good sense of saying. "Thank you for your lovemaking." It was only half fake, she couldn't deny he had given her a stronger orgasm than her own husband had in months. But what came next, didn't make her feel so grateful anymore. "Children, your mommy is all wet and sticky. Please make her all clean again. You will do so with your little tongues. Just lap it all up and swallow it. Natalia will help." "What??" The 11-year-old loli looked at him with her mouth wide open. The boy just stood with his nose wrinkled in disgust. "You heard me, cunt. Move your fucking ass and get to work. If she's not squeaky clean in 5 minutes, I'll spank your little ass with a belt for the next 10 hours! Remember, you don't have to..." "...but you will be exiled if you don't", Natalia reminded her. She was already on the bed, bending over the grown woman with perverted enthusiasm and started lapping the wizard's huge load of slimy sperm off her sexy body. The little girl groaned hard and cried and sobbed some more. Melchias could almost see her young mind try to weigh the disutility of exile against the disutility of slurping up his jizz off her own naked mother. When the boy started moving, she did too. And soon the woman was covered not only in salty semen, but also the lapping tongues of little children, including her own offspring. Melchias just watched, as always committing every visual detail to his eidetic memory to watch it in mental projections whenever he wanted for many millennia to come. He would still watch this scene long after all four of them had died of aging, probably with some little kid's mouth deep down on his hard throbbing cock. In fact, he would telepathically share it with others if he felt like it. While they were busy, he went on his knees on the bed behind Natalia, forced her ass cheeks apart and pushed his manhood against her 13-year-old butthole. He lubed himself up with some magic slime he conjured with the mental energy of his mind, to make penetration easier and less painful. He liked this girl, she didn't need to suffer pointlessly. Also he wanted to fuck her quick and hard, so he did. "Uuuuuh, Ooooh, yeah, thank you!", she cooed, when she realized he was penetrating her little asshole. He couldn't tell how much she was faking it, but he wouldn't put it past her that she was really grateful. Not only was she clearly a little pervert, but he had also given her the Glow earlier this day for the first time, and that usually created a special kind of devotion that no human being normally felt for another. The looks on the Octavian kids' faces were priceless. They hadn't even dreamed of having sex yet, and now they not only had to tongue-kiss these people, but watch Melchias fuck their mother and this other girl right in front of them. And now, they had their first taste of slimy thick cum on their baby tongues. Neither enjoyed the taste very much. Melchias almost came again when he observed the 11-year-old girl licking his juice off her own mother's tit with so much disgust that she was almost throwing up. And the boy worked just as hard on her tummy. He could hear them both gag, almost as if he had pushed his dick down their throats and triggered their gag reflex. Well, the day was still young. But he could see them both swallow like troopers, which was nice knowing it was his slimy cum that they had to force down their throats. Natalia kindly lapped up the parts that had run down the woman's fucked-out pussy, so her own children didn't have to lick it. Melchias saw the mother shiver sometimes when Natalia's little tongue slid over her engorged clit. The teenage slut did it on purpose a few times, he was almost sure. When they were just about done cleaning their mother, Melchias pulled out of Natalia's tight asshole and shot yet another load over the woman, just as big as the first one. "Uuuuh! Ah! Ugh!", the little girl yelled as the first spurt hit her right in the face. The kids quickly pulled themselves out of the line of fire, but this only meant that the remaining huge blasts went all over their mother again. She looked at him in shock and disgust. It hadn't even occurred to her that he might just do this again after her own kids had licked her clean on his command! "What are you waiting for? Your mother is dirty! Stop being such lazy brats and lap it up!" The boy took it like a trooper, but the little girl just couldn't stop sobbing as she was ordered to repeat the vile act. With her small soft hand, she cleaned his cum off her own cheek, where it had hit her. She wanted to clean it against the sheets, but Melchias glared at her. "Eat that! It's was produced for you. Be grateful, cunt!" Whimpering and sobbing, the gorgeous little girl brought her soiled hand to her lips and licked it clean. Melchias felt so inspired by the view that he stepped over to her, grabbed her brown soft hair in a painful fist again and pushed his slimy cock against her lips. She kept them firmly pressed together. His penis had just been in her own mother's vagina and then in this other girl's little butthole! Surely he would not expect her to... Melchias slapped her hard in her cute face. "Open up if you want to stay in the Octavian." Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she obeyed. He fucked her warm wet mouth deeply a few times to get the slime into her. The abused loli cried and whined around his dick with utter revulsion written on her pretty features. "Now lick it all over. The balls too." There was no point in resistance at this stage. With empty, tear-filled eyes, the handsome beauty performed the vile task. Her brother and Natalia ate his remaining cum off her mother. At least she didn't have to do that now. But since he was so nicely being pleasured by this Octavian preteen slut, Melchias decided to dedicate his entire third load to her alone. He grabbed her head with both hands and shoved his hard cock into her facehole again. She thought he wanted her to clean him only, but he had more in mind. Soon, he was humping her face like it was a whore's cunt, while she was crying and gagging around his invading prick. It didn't take long for him to cum again with so much perversion and her disgusted dispair, retching and desperate breathing to amuse him. His first spurts went down directly into her throat. Then he filled her entire mouth to the brim. Then he pulled out and coated her beautiful face and entire flat chest with a thick layer of sticky hot slime. The girl was so desperate and shocked she couldn't move, and barely even breathe. She just kneeled there on the bed like a cum-covered loli statue. The first few spurts, she swallowed instinctively, but then she spat out the remaining jizz all over her mother's body. "Aaaah, uuuh, that's disgusting! Ugh, ugh!" For a moment, she looked like she was positively going to vomit all over her mother and brother. Then she got her breathing under control. Melchias pointed to the new cum she had spat out. "Someone needs to eat that. No, not you, Natalia. Let's keep it in the family." Sobbing and crying, the girl leaned down and started licking at it. Her brother took pity on her and joined her in the disgusting task, even though she had been the one spitting it out. "You're good citizens. The Octavian Dependency Chain can be proud of you!", Melchias attested and patted both children on their pretty heads. Their enthusiasm was limited. After they had worked for awhile, he straddled their mother's upper body and rested his ass down on her face. She tried to turn her head to the side so he would only sit on her cheek, but he slapped her pussy extremely hard with his flat hand. "Ooowww!", the woman bawled. She sounded almost like her own 11-year-old daughter. "Don't be an idiot. You know what I want." So she turned her face back upwards, facing his ass. And sure enough, he sat down on her. She realized she could still breathe, through his crack, but only barely. Her mouth was now firmly glued to his man ass, her head pushed down into her husband's bed. Another hard, brutal slap against her pussy, another pitiful wail. Muffled by his ass this time. "I don't feel your tongue on my asshole. Are you stupid or something?" Then the tongue massage started. The children looked at him with utter horror. Not Natalia. Her look was more filled with lust and admiration. "Boy, you haven't sucked my dick yet. Your sensual lips were the whole reason I chose you. Here is your chance." The 9-year-old looked at the glistening hard meat rod with its glans proudly sticking out, then up at Melchias. "Do I really have to?" "No", Melchias said. "But you'll be exiled from the Octavian", Natalia reminded him. He was a very sad, and very good, boy. His beautiful face was soon pressed against Melchias' body, while his little mouth was filled with hard adult cock. "Natalia deserves pleasure. Lick her cunt", Melchias ordered the 11-year-old girl. She obeyed mechanically as Natalia sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide. Melchias watched her eat out Natalia while her mother rimmed his asshole. The girl didn't look very enthusiastic. He gave her two full minutes. "What do you think, Natalia?" "She's not putting in any effort, Master Melchias." "I thought so too. Girl, you lack enthusiasm." The 11-year-old was upset. "I did everything you told me to do! All the disgusting stuff!" "And yet I am not happy. What's your name, little whore?" "Estina. And I'm not a whore!" She had righteous anger in her young girl voice. "Okay, Estina. First of all, yes you are. You have sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. You have even eaten it off your own naked mother. No one forced you to. You did so because you like living here, which is a privilege, not a right. Just because you were born here doesn't mean you own this world. The Eight do. That makes you a whore, by definition." She looked at him angrily with pouty lips and her arms crossed before her cum-sticky naked chest. But she didn't say anything. "Second, yes you did everything I told you to. I just don't like your attitude. And that is why you will now get a painful spanking from me." "No! Why? Why can't you just leave us alone?" "Honey please! I don't want to lose you! We're not going into exile with you!" Estina's mother tried pleading with her, which sounded very funny because she had to talk out of Melchias' ass. The 9-year-old boy was sucking him off with obedient motivation. "What's it gonna be, cunt? I ask you one last time. After this point, I won't take any more shit from you. Then I expect perfect obedience, enthusiasm and pain endurance. Will you take the spanking, or will it be the exile? Last chance." Estina cried, but she gave in. "The spanking, Master Melchias." "Then beg me for it." "Please spank me, Master Melchias." "A little bit more enthusiasm. And a smile wouldn't hurt." Cute little Estina forced a smile on her face while she was still crying. "Please spank me, Master Melchias! I would really like to be spanked by you! Please!" He pushed her brother out of the way. "Then get over here." Estina laid down on her naked mother, crossing her, with her little girl ass directly in front of Melchias's hard cock. Without losing any time, he started mercilessly beating down on her with his flat hand. Stinging hit after brutal stinging hit landed on her bubble butt. Estina cried and wailed and bawled her pain out. Tears were streaming down her face and mixed with his drying cum there. He gave her 30 hard hits, then he switched to a hard leather belt he conjured out of thin air. "I want you to thank me for the pain." "Thank you for the pain, Master Melchias!" She was sobbing and crying so hard, her words were barely decipherable. But he let it slide. "Now beg me for 20 more with the leather belt. And it had better be the best begging of your life. Tell me what a bad girl you were." For a moment, Estina could do nothing but cry and bawl, then she got her act together enough to answer. "Please, Master Melchias! I was a very bad girl and I am a whore and I need to be please spanked with the leather belt! Please Master Melchias spank me with a leather belt. I was a bad girl and deserve it! I beg of you Master Melchias to please take a leather belt and spank my butt with it! I was a bad girl and you are right that I am a whore, and will you please spank me with a... aaaaaaahhh!" The belt had hit her hard on her red loli ass. "Yeah, I got the message. Count the hits, whore. And thank me for each one." She wailed loudly and broke down in sobbing. Then, after some frantic breathing. "Aaaah, one! Thank you Master Melchias!" He hit her again. More screaming and squirming. "Tw... twoooo hoo hoo hooo! Thank you Master!" And on and on it went until he was at 20. Her small preteen ass was red and on fire, but the Octavian's healing aura was already making it better. Then Melchias pulled on one of her legs until she was straddling her mother like he was, facing the same way. He put new lube on his dick, smeared it all over Estina's ass and against her butthole. At first she thought he was doing it to ease the pain on her burning red butt cheeks, but then she felt his dick push against her entrance. Her beautiful eyes were suddenly wide open. "NO!" she screamed when she realized what he was about to do. "Did you just say no to me??" "Um, I mean... YES! Yes, please fuck my ass, Master Melchias! I am a whore and I deserve to be fucked hard in my whore ass!" Still sobbing, but he liked the content better. "Nice save! You're a quick learner. And because you asked so nicely..." The ancient mage grabbed her little hips and pushed her onto his hard cock until she was resting all the way against him, with his penis deep inside her. It was painful and her ass felt impossibly stretched, like it was on fire again. Her crying and sobbing never stopped, but she didn't protest or try to get away. He fucked her half by thrusting his pelvis forward, half by pulling her slender sexy body up and down on him. And all the time, her mother had to lick his asshole out without any dignity, while he was fucking her sweet little 11-year-old girl right on top of her. And to make matters worse, the fucking motions pushed his ass onto her face hard with every thrust, so she had to feel all the movements that drove his cock into her poor baby's asshole, right on her own face and mouth. After long minutes of extremely unpleasant hard fucking - unpleasant for the girl and her mother, that is - he unloaded into Estina's poor abused backdoor. She was filled up like she had received a cum enema. With one fluid motion, he pulled out, withdrew his own body backwards out of the way, and grabbed the little girl's slender hips to pull her backwards. It was hard to tell who was more shocked, the 11-year-old or her mother, when he pushed her fucked-out leaking asshole right onto the woman's mouth, where his own had been seconds earlier. Both had their eyes wide open in utter shock and disbelief. "Open up, both of you. And don't even think of protesting or moving. Estina ate cum off of your body, cunt, so it's only fair you eat my load out of hers." The boy watched the disgusting scene with a crunched up cute little nose. Natalia watched it in utter awe. Estina and her mother had tears of shame in their eyes. But they obeyed, and the woman swallowed repeatedly as she licked her own daughter's jizz-filled asshole. The gagging and sobbing was just brilliant, Melchias decided. He watched them for awhile, then he moved to the 9-year-old boy and pushed his dick against his mouth. The kid knew exactly where it had just been. Estina hadn't even really cleaned herself out. The last thing she had expected to receive today was an assfuck from a grownup stranger. The look of pure disgust on the young boy's face was almost as priceless as the looks on his other family members. Almost, but not quite. As he was being cleaned thoroughly by the unhappy shota whore, Melchias motioned for Natalia to come to him. He drew her into a passionate, loving french kiss. Then he sat her down on the edge of the bed with her legs spread far. "Boy, you will now lick Natalia's clit until she cums. Right here..." He pointed to the spot between her spread girl legs. "Be a good boy and do a good job. Natalia, you will suck me off again." They all had their fun, enjoying it. Well, he and Natalia enjoyed it, anyway. He came down her throat while she shivered from the tongue massage the boy gave her. Melchias' ability to cum arbitrarily often in a day, and without diminishing sperm volume, was a good investment for his magical energy. He fed Natalia with a couple of spurts, who was very grateful. But the rest went all over her, and the little boy had to lap it up again, licking it right off her handsome face and beautiful breasts. Melchias felt it was nice to watch. After a few more minutes, he decided he had abused the poor familiy enough. They had given him some trouble, but all things considered, they deserved a reward. Other than his giant loads of cum, that was. --- "Now you will all lie next to each other on the bed", Melchias ordered. As the four pieces of Octavian fuckmeat were positioned, he cast the Glow on his arms and chest. Then he laid on top of them, pulling them all into a large embrace while they convulsed and twitched under him in unimaginable, unnatural pleasure. He gave them almost a minute. It was tempting to just fall asleep this way, but they were twitching too much, and so much Glow would knock them out for a very long time. Not that they would have minded! But he got up after 50 seconds or so and cancelled the spell. Melchias knew how much experience value he was denying them by ceasing the Glow even just one minute earlier than he could have. It was like cutting four happy human lives shorter by many centuries each. But he was getting bored, and he needed Natalia functional for the rest of the evening for his own fun. More importantly, he could not start thinking like this. Where would he stop? Walk around all day giving the Glow to as many strangers as possible every second? Attack his own allies to free their slaves? Travel through millions of worlds, trying to fix them all? There had been a good reason why he had stopped thinking this way, a very long time ago. It was incompatible with who he was now. With what he was. "Get up you lazy cunt!" Natalia was sobbing and laughing at the same time, togehter with the others, hugging each other, frantically kissing each other. "Hey! I gave you an order! We're going!" He yanked hard at Natalia's blonde hair and slapped her teenage titties left and right with hard, stinging hits. She struggled to her feet, naked, and hugged him. An inappropriate gesture, but considering how much of his cum she had eaten today, he let it slide. "We're going", he repated more soflty. "Yes Master!", she replied with an apologetic smile that looked beautiful on her young face. She wiped the tears off her cheeks and started getting her clothes together. The family he had prompted into sexual service was huddled naked together on the big bed. They would remember him only in the fondest of terms for the rest of their mortal lives. He took a hot shower with his slut guide in the family's bathroom, to get rid of all the cum and sweat, using their soaps and towels. He even dried his crotch with a fresh pair of Estina's girlie panties and smeared some more leaking cum from his glans into them right in front of everyone's eyes. No one was protesting. Then Natalia and Melchias dressed, said a short formal goodbye to the prostitute family, and left to enjoy the rest of the evening. --- "What do you think of the Glow, Natalia?" The Eight, Melchias, Joanna and Natalia were in a conference room. It was a nicely decorated spaceous room on top of a very high building in the central city of Octavia Prime, the first world of the Octavian Dependency Chain they had set foot into. It was also the first world the Eight had created, and all other worlds had been created from here and downstream. If one wanted to enter or leave the Octavian, this world was a necessary stepstone. Creating direct tethers elsewhere to the outside was strictly forbidden by the Eight. Melchias had to admit, the Eight had style. Even the table was designed in the wooden and aquamarine-like gemstone style that he had come to appreciate all over their worlds. It was a major part of their architectural design, a kind of trademark. Not that they really needed it, but a coherent visual design used on every building in the Dependency Chain served as a day-to-day reminder of their centralized planning and control. As well as the impression that they were elegant and life-affirming people. The wood represented stability, but also life and comfort, while the dark aquamarine with its sublty glittering reflection patterns represented the arcane and the cognitive. In many ways, it was the exact opposite of The Sin, and that was not a coincidence. Natalia cleared her throat, a little bit nervous. Like shy little Joanna, the 13-year-old was on her knees in front of her betters who sat in a semi-circle around the table. Some of them could see only her pretty head, which was now blushing a little. "The Glow is by far the best thing I've ever seen, felt or heard of, Mistress. I am not exaggerating when I say I would die for it in a heartbeat." Joanna next to her just nodded, a very vigorous and affirmative nod, even though no one had bothered to ask for her opinion. Natalia continued. "I think it would make the Octavian a tremendously better place. There is also no doubt in my mind that it would increase the devotion of the populace toward you even further. If you grant us this one privilege, even rarely, we will forever be grateful and do anything you could possibly ever wish for us to do." "You're already doing everything we want you to do", Gandu pointed out, kind of breaking the solemness of the loyalty moment. "Well... yes. I mean, most of us, yes. What I'm trying to say is that it causes deep, heart-felt devotion, and for very good reason. I've seen it in the Octavian citizens that Master Melchias has blessed with his..." She had to clear her throat again. Her blushing looked adorable. "...his generous lovemaking. Despite their original reluctance. I have also felt it myself, obviously." "The devotion or the lovemaking?" one woman asked with a grin. Loud laughter from everyone. Natalia's blush deepened. "Both, actually." "No kidding", Melchias thought, without saying anything out loud. Natalia had actually begged him to become his pain slut and hardcore fuck slave forever, just in case the negotiations failed. He had declined, out of respect for his hosts, but promised not to tell them about her offer. He knew she was now desperately hoping they would buy the template off of him at an astronomical price. Good for him, of course. "As for the plan to make the Octavian a place of as much happiness and joy as possible, I think it is fair to say the Glow is an absolutely, completely, undeniably necessary tool for you to have." Natalia realized she was overstepping just a little. "If you deem it worthwhile for the cost, of course. And assuming my memories were not manipulated by the spell or other influences." "They were not", Melchias promised authoritatively. "You can analyze the template after the purchase, should you choose to purchase it, and we can add a reparation clause that no mind-control or memory manipulation was involved, other than accurate memories of the extreme, intrinsically valuable joy that the Glow provides." "We will indeed insist on that condition", said the 50-year-old-looking mage who had had his ass licked out by the exile girl for a full three nights. After that, she was still exiled of course. He added, "As for my own experience, I can at least confirm it creates compliance and enthusiastic loyalty where there wasn't enough before." Several of the other Eight grinned and snickered at the remark. It was known by all of them that the young exile had given in and drank several liters of his stinking piss, until she had to vomit multiple times, only to continue pushing her loli tongue deep into his asshole for many more hours directly afterward. Something she had chosen exile over, and for much less of it, before her Glowing experience. Melchias had no doubt the girl was now waiting for him at the Octavian Crescent hub, pacing back and forth and hoping with a fast nervous heartbeat that he would grant her more Glow. She would almost certainly become one of his many self-debasing filthy fuck sluts. And an extremely gorgeous one, too. "I have some conditions of my own", Melchias finally added. "Naturally. Let's hear them." "First of all, while your offer is generous, you all know what it means to me to depart with the exclusivity of this particular template. I declined this kind of transaction for millennia. Even my closest allies have never come anywhere close to changing my mind, and not for a lack of trying. "For this reason, I am afraid I cannot continue negotiations until the price is increased by a further 10%. Your hospitality is warmly appreciated, and I sympathize with your philosophy and goals. But your original offer only motivated me to invest the time to travel here and engange in these negotiations, not to sell the actual template at this price. Please tell me now if that is fundamentally unacceptable on your part. If it is, we can perhaps do some other business before I return to The Tower, amicably and with utter respect of course." He could see they were dismayed, but it was the smart choice. The truth was, he was almost ready to sell it at their stated price. But he was torn between saying yes and no, and for him, that meant negotiating for more. Nothing else made sense. There was some talk among the Eight, without talking. They used exclusive telepathy channels established between their minds. Joanna looked around the room confused, but Natalia was unsurprised. Melchias just waited. "We have decided to hear your other conditions. The 10% are fundamentally possible." "Very good. I have only two, very reasonable, other requests. The Glow template will not be altered. You can analyze it, you can use it, you can share it with lesser mages if you trust them fully. But the template can not otherwise be tinkered with. Whoever uses it, must use it in the way it is now. It is too powerful to meddle with, in my opinion." Some more telepathic ingroup talk. "Fair enough. I think the version we want the most is the version you have. Some alterations were on our minds - perfectly benign, with benevolent intent, we assure you - but this is a condition we can accept." "Secondly, the Glow template does not leave the Octavian Dependency Chain. That means that except for me and the Eight, no one who receives it is ever allowed to leave. If necessary, keep it only for yourselves. You can imprint it on artifacts, you can give it to lesser mages. But in that case, you have to guarantee that these artifacts and mages will never set foot in any other part of the World Tree. It must stay exclusively in the Octavian." "But you don't expect any of us who have it to stay inside the Octavian forever?" "No, of course not. As I said, you and me will be the exception. But of course, the condition implies that you cannot pass it on outside. It will be limited to this Chain, and your personal, direct use." More telepathic talk, but only a very short one. "That is acceptable to us. It is fully in line with our intended use." Melchias smiled. "Very good! Then let's agree on reparation payment numbers in case any of us breeches any of the conditions. Although I trust that, as ancient immortals living so close to each other, we can rely on each other's words." "And then a proper feast and orgy!", suggested the old man Gandu, while staring intently at the blushing Natalia. Melchias grinned. "Naturally." ++- Five days later, Melchias and his entourage arrived back at the Octavian Crescent Hub. The Eight now each had a copy of the Glow template in their eidetic memory. In return, Melchias had gained a dizzying amount of extra energy from their combined accumulated potential. The rush of new power in his mind made him unusually giddy and ecstatic for almost a week. He was now considerably more powerful than he had already been. When he entered the Thirteen Tethers Inn, he immediately saw the 12-year-old exile cunt. She was sleeping on a couch in the reception area. She looked beautiful and sexy that way, with her long dark hair flowing down almost to the floor. A clerk from the inn rushed over to Melchias. "Welcome back, Master Melchias. There is a young girl waiting for you. She asked for you every 5 minutes or so. Then she insisted to be allowed to sleep here, just in case you would miss her. Is she your daughter perhaps?" Melchias laughed loudly. "No, she's just some random horny slut who needs my cock too badly." The clerk stared at him with big eyes for a moment of awkward silence. "Ahem. Well, you should probably wake her up. If I have to tell her she missed you because she was asleep, she'll tear apart the whole inn." "Thanks, I'll take it from here." He awoke the gorgeous exile girl and she literally jumped with joy that he was here. "Master Melchias! You came!" She hugged him and he pushed her away. "Don't do that without permission. But yes, exile cunt, I'm here. We can negotiate a deal." "My name is Gloriana", she said meekly. "No, your name is Exile Cunt. That's what I have decided to call you, so that will be your name from now on. What's your name?" She looked at him with confusion. Her eyes were so big and beautiful. "Exile Cunt", she finally whispered. "Say it out loud. Your true name is...?" "My true name is Exile Cunt." "Exactly." He smiled at her. "Let's go to your room and have sex. Then we can talk about your future." She led him upstairs, almost hopping with excitement. The sex wasn't what she was really after, but she played along. Melchias shuffled his other servants into the room as well, then closed the door. "Everybody take your clothes off and kneel. Exile Cunt, sit on the edge of the bed and offer me your pussy." They obeyed and he admired her naked beauty. She was exceptional. Her breasts were growing, nice mounds on a beautiful 12-year-old girl chest. Her little slut slit was glistening when she spread her lips for him with her fingers. Melchias got rid of his own clothes and presented a nice hard adult cock for the young girl. "Can... Can I have some more Glow before we start, please?" She just had to ask. It was so good, so good, so good! It was what she had been waiting for this whole time. The other child sex servants gasped and stared at her in horror. Melchias glared at her sternly. Exile Cunt immediately knew she had made a mistake, but she didn't know why. "I mean... only if you are okay with that. Please?" she tried to smooth the waters. What was the problem, was it really expensive or something? Or had she been a bad girl? Undeserving? She really, really hoped she wasn't undeserving! "You don't know this yet, so I forgive you this one time. Asking for the Glow is strictly forbidden. If I allowed that, I would never hear the end of it, for even one second in my entire life. Everybody wants the Glow. I already know that. Never, ever, ask or beg for it." "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know." "Now you know. Don't do it again. If you want to become my sexual servant like those six beautiful people over there, you have to be willing to commit to it, even if you never get the Glow again. That doesn't mean you won't, it just means I want you to accept even that possibility. I will give you food, safety, shelter, and a telepathic safe word so you can leave my service at any time, no strings attached. But that has to be enough. You have to be willing to obey all my demands and show me respect, always, for that reward alone. Unless you would rather wash the dishes here or something..." Exile Cunt shook her pretty head. "Good. Now lean back and let me fuck your pussy. After that, we can discuss the details of your future." She spread her slender legs as wide as she could for him, and he went to his knees to line up his dick with her young vagina. The ancient mage conjured some lube, to make full penetration easier and less painful on her. Then he pushed himself in. A moment later, he was fucking her hard and she squealed and moaned like a bitch in heat. It was more painful than pleasant for her, but at least he was here, getting some pleasure out of her Exile Cunt. There was no clearer sign that at least she had his attention, than being fucked hard by his erect cock in her tight little pussy. Exile Cunt was a very grateful and happy girl, despite the pain in her poor cunny. Thankfully she wasn't a virgin anymore. The Eight had already seen to that. The bed rocked back and forth, and the other preteen servants watched them naked on their knees. Joanna licked her lips in perverted circles with her slut tongue just in case he might look at her and expect some display of horniness and sexual approval. But her Master just ignored her as he fucked this other, admittedly more beautiful girl. After five minutes, the ancient mage came deep into the 12-year-old's pussy, panting and swearing hard. "Take that, you pathetic little shit! Fucking worthless cunt!" Most of his load was deep inside of her. Exile Cunt wondered for a moment if she would get his baby, and whether that was a good thing or not. Her future was still very uncertain. Then he pulled out, and to her amazement, he wasn't done shooting yet. It went all over her cute little titties and smooth stomach and even hit her face. Exile Cunt had to close her eyes for a moment because thick semen was all over them. She did have the good sense of scooping it up and eating it, without being commanded. Meanwhile, Joanna was motioned over to Melchias and sucked and licked his cock clean with vigor. The rest of his kid sluts then were ordered to slurp and suck the load off and out of Exile Cunt. "Okay, so here's the deal. You can come with me and travel to my Tower. You can live there until I tire of you or until you tire of it. It will be harsh and brutal. You will not enjoy most of the activities. You will obey all my orders and fulfill all duties I assign to you. You will get hurt and you will get fucked, by me and anyone I allow to hurt and fuck you. You are not going to like most of the hurting and fucking. You may never get the Glow again, and even if you don't, you are expected to take all the hurting and fucking like a pathetic, worthless slut and a whore. Never disobey, never show disrespect, never hide your body from me. It is my sex object now. I will protect you and make sure your injuries always heal. Both sides can end this arrangement at any time. You'll have a telepathic safe word that you will never forget. If you use it with the intent to end the relationship, I'll immediately make sure you won't be fucked or hurt anymore, and I'll bring you to the nearest hub world that doesn't allow slavery with enough energy crystals to travel some distance. You can find your own path from there. I will also kill you without pain at any time you want, but only if you sincerely ask for it. That is entirely your choice. Any questions so far?" Exile Cunt wanted to ask for the Glow, but other than that, she shook her pretty head no. "Good." Melchias cast a spell, and suddenly a strange word appeared inside her mind: "Tetriandoch." Even though it was weird, it was strangely familiar. She realized she could not forget it, and she somehow knew that this was the magic safe word. If she thought it, nothing happened. But she knew that if she thought it with the intent to use it, he would know. Of course, she could only hope he would keep his promises. "Welcome to my sexual service, Exile Cunt. Turn around and present me your asshole like a dog. I'm going to fuck it now." The lithe girl went over to her fours in an elegant motion. Her beautiful long hair flowed down to the side. She arched her back and pushed up her little bubble ass. Then she spread her ass cheeks with her girl fingers and showed him a puckered rosebud. while her head and shoulders were all the way down on the matrass. Melchias lubed up and drove in. She had to grit her teeth hard to keep from screaming, but still had to whimper and moan from the pain. She felt so stretched and her ass muscles hurt so much! But her new Master didn't care about her feelings. Her body only existed for his pleasure now. He took this pleasure by ramming hard into her for another 15 minutes, which she had to endure in pain and humiliation. The small amount of horniness she had felt when he had fucked her in the right hole, as nature intended, was completely gone now. She just felt like she had to take the biggest, hardest shit ever, except it kept pushing back into her asshole with a fierce will of its own. Once she had received half a liter of cum into her bowels, the hard dick withdrew with a painful final motion. The rest of his load was splattered all over her arched back and butt cheeks. The other children had to lick it all up again, and Joanna was once more granted the honor of sucking his cock clean. The next hour was spent with Exile Cunt licking his asshole out and pushing her loli tongue as deep as possible into it. This was what she had originally been exiled for refusing. Now she did it like it was routine. She wasn't quite as enthusiastic as he had hoped, especially after the first 20 minutes. Her beautiful eyes had an empty look and she just kept licking and tongue-fucking the unspeakable place she never wanted to touch with her tongue. But her obedience was fine, for now. Then he fucked her throat and tested her oral techniques. Passable. She swallowed unnatural amounts of slimy hot sperm without complaint or hesitation, even though it was clear she wasn't enjoying the taste and texture. Her strong suits were her extremely good looks and her willingness to endure. Good enough for a second rate slut, but Melchias already knew she was never going to be one of his primary devoted servants. He didn't tell her that, of course. If she didn't figure out how to compete successfully for his favor and attention, she was not worthy of it. As a final test, he pissed into a jar and ordered her to drink it all down while everybody was watching. It was clear that this was her least favorite of all the activities. But she passed the test. She had to vomit it all out again afterwards in the bathroom, but that wasn't voluntary. What mattered was her willingness to obey and submit. And frankly, he didn't mind seeing the gorgeous little Exile Cunt suffer a little, especially from his own body juices. It was amusing entertainment, as the next child slut alredy straddled him to impale her tiny pussy on his hard dick with trained enthusiasm. Her biggest hope came true, however: All his travelling concubines received 20 seconds of Glow from their Master that evening. And now she was one of them! Exile Cunt felt like the luckiest girl ever. ================================= All my stories are written as fantasies. All activities described are fictional. If anything in my stories ever triggers you, remember to read them with critical distance. That's generally a good idea on the internet actually. =================================