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.





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