Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >Disclaimer: This story and others from this author should only be enjoyed in a responsible manner. If you find yourself wanting to enact anything in these stories, or feel that you might develop a fetish, please do not read any further. Sex addiction is a very real problem, and the author does not wish to encourage this kind of behavior Worshipping God (chapter 5) After being released by Commander Wayford, Edward and Jethros returned to the inn, where Jethros could have something for his black eye. -Thanks for having my back - Jethros said, as he placed the poultice on his left eye. The mix of herbs was supposed to help with the swelling. -That -(TM)s just what Brothers do - Edward said, feeling a swell of pride in his chest. _I -(TM)m just glad he -(TM)s okay._ -And I know it -(TM)s not fair what they did to you, but anything more would -(TM)ve led to our incarceration - Edward explained. -Good. Then we could -(TM)ve gotten the whole affair arbitrated, and made a spectacle of their corruptness - Jethros replied. -More likely, the arbiter would take their side - Edward said sadly, -Master Marchand would -(TM)ve gotten involved, and we all know how difficult he can be. - Jethros sighed. -Who knew this kind of work would be so hard? - -Amos - Edward responded, after a pause. -He saw where this town was heading. - Just then, Edward saw the buxom barmaid walk past their table, a couple drinks in hand. He noticed especially how her bodice-pressed breasts seemed to jiggle with every step, the flesh almost spilling out of her tight outfit. After the barmaid passed his view, Edward still saw her cleavage in his mind, his actual eyes staring into nothingness. _But they -(TM)re nothing compared to Lily --_ Edward remembered the time Lily was on all fours, her top cleavage visible from his view. He pictured her smooth tits pendulously swinging from side to side as she crawled over to him, like a predator stalking its prey -- Edward heard her say his name, which gave him chills. It was like she was dominating him all over again, only this time using his imagination. -Edward - Jethros said, a little louder. This time, Edward was back in the inn, with Jethros looking weirdly at him. -Daydreaming? - Jethros asked. Edward blinked a couple times, orienting himself- -Yeah, I guess I was. - It was then that he noticed his full erection under the table, and an urge to grab it. Edward felt the compulsion to whip his penis out and have at it, but the embarrassment of masturbating in public was all that saved him. -You look like you -(TM)ve seen a ghost - Jethros remarked. Edward half-heard him. -Yeah - he muttered. The feeling of temptation was still there, that dark force in his mind struggling to control him. -I -(TM)ll get us something to eat - Jethros said, warily watching Edward. Once he was up, Edward was glad for the reprieve from his stares _I need to stay strong...Don -(TM)t let temptation take over!_ Thinking that a distraction was necessary, Edward focused on the people at the bar, except for one individual, of course. _Just relax, and focus on something else...Don -(TM)t think about Lily --_ As soon he thought of her name, her sparkling green eyes seemed to appear above him, her face draped by her long, curly reddish-orange hair. Her eyes were so powerful, so compelling -- _I should go upstairs,_ Edward thought. He stood up slowly, his mind now committed to an act of sexual gratification. Edward felt a slap on his back -Have a seat, Edward. I just ordered us some mutton. - Edward -(TM)s mind snapped back to reality, his thoughts back to their usual state. _Oh gods, I -(TM)m still erect!_ Edward quickly sat down, and hoped no one saw the tenting of his breeches. _I need help --_ -Ah, here you are - said a feminine voice. Edward knew without looking, that it was the barmaid. -Two mutton stews, hot and ready. - Edward saw Jethros nodding to her with a -thanks. - Keeping his eyes straight ahead, Edward did his best to ignore the woman standing a couple feet from him. -Go ahead and eat - Jethros said, grabbing his spoon before plunging in. Edward remembered something- -A prayer? - Jethros was about to put the first spoonful in his mouth, but stopped and thought better of it. -Of course. Shall I? - he asked. -No - Edward said quickly. -Allow me. - Jethros nodded, and put his spoon back. -Fair and just Chirrus, hear us as we pray now. Grant us your wisdom and strength in all that we do, so that we may be the carriers of your scale to the world. Guide us and protect us from all distractions that conflict with you, whether they be pride, anger, jealousy, or other temptation. We thank you for our health, and pray this food may fuel our work for your name, to the benefit of all mankind...Amen - -Amen. Well said, Brother Edward. - -Thank you, Brother Jethros - Edward replied. Feeling calmer now, the blackness of temptation receding, Edward dug into his food. -Tell me about your childhood - Edward asked, welcoming the distraction... After finishing their lunch, Edward and Jethros returned to the market square, where many people recognized them immediately -Hey, you -(TM)re the one that choked out Roger! - one of the merchants cried out, pointing at him. -No way, why aren -(TM)t you dead? - another said, with a low voice. -The men of Chirrus are afforded the same rights as the security officers that operate within this town - Edward explained, -We are continuing to do what we have always done, and that is to bring justice to everyone. - -Did they hurt you? - a woman asked. -Not after I explained the situation to them. Self-defence against unlawful crimes is always permitted, according to Chirrus. - -And him? - another asked, looking at Jethros. -The officer who hit me didn -(TM)t understand Chirrus -(TM) ways...too bad for me, I guess - Jethros said, with some self-deprecating humor. -But the guards here know their place now, so we shouldn -(TM)t expect any more trouble. - Edward saw that a small crowd was gathered around the two of them. -You -(TM)re gonna get yourself killed - one of the men said. -As long as I am right with Chirrus, it will be a death worth dying - Edward proclaimed. Before the crowd grew too large and they wouldn -(TM)t be able to continue their observations, Edward and Jethros warned the people that everyone was under their scrutiny now, and moved on. -We should stick close together - Jethros commented, once they were by themselves. -Agreed. No telling what retaliation we may face, especially when no one else is there to see it. - -That means we haven -(TM)t really won anything yet - Jethros said, rubbing his swollen left eye. -In time - Edward responded, noticing one of the guards eyeing him. ----- -So, news got around about that stunt you pulled - Amos said. The four Brothers were seated around the table back at the inn. Edward was seated facing the wall. -Yeah, I just...reacted - Edward explained meekly. He wasn -(TM)t sure how Amos was going to respond. -You could -(TM)ve gotten yourself killed - he warned. Edward nodded silently. -But you did well - Laramis added. Edward brightened. -You saw one of your Brothers in need, and you jumped in to help. That -(TM)s honorable work. - -Thank you - Edward said. -And you, Jethros - Amos continued, -sacrificed your body to stand up for our rights. - -Had I known what was coming, perhaps I wouldn -(TM)t have been so brave - Jethros smiled weakly, pointing to his black eye. All four Brothers laughed. -And what about you two? - Edward asked, with a smile. Amos looked at Laramis, who took the cue- -No run-ins with the guards, but we did see quite a bit of fighting down in the slums. We hauled 8 people to the jail. - -Wow - Jethros remarked. -And what did Wayford say about that? - Edward asked. -Ooh, he was pissed - Amos said, with a laugh, -Didn -(TM)t understand why we bothered with the poor part of town. Said he didn -(TM)t have the time or space for all the miscreants we brought. - -Then they need a bigger jail - Edward said, flatly. -Yeah, try telling that to him - Laramis added. -Oh boy, I -(TM)d love to see that. - Jethros was smiling ear to ear. -You should -(TM)ve seen how mad he was when Edward told him he was overreaching...damn. - -Yeah, he gave us an earful about you - Laramis warned, -said he wanted to beat the sanctimony out of ya. - Edward laughed, -I bet he did. - A silence grew as they all shook their heads -A toast - Amos said, grabbing his mug. Laramis, Jethros, and Edward grabbed their mugs and stood up with Amos. -To us, our band of Brothers, we happy few who have taken up Chirrus -(TM) call for justice! - -Hear, hear! - they said in unison. After telling their stories in finer detail, the Brothers of Chirrus talked and strategized about what to expect next. As Jethros and Edward predicted, Amos wanted them to stick together and watch each other -(TM)s backs. The plan was to continue to operate inconspicuously, observing for any major violations of law. Edward insisted that everyone carry a weapon of some sort at all times, which would be necessary for dealing with some of the thugs who carried daggers and swords. _Or the guards,_ everyone was thinking. Nobody wanted to go up against the heavily-armored and trained men who protected the town. It was a battle they would surely lose. Edward returned to his room after spending time with his Brothers, since it was getting late. As soon as he closed the door, however, he realized he was alone -- _Lily,_ Edward thought, again. Her name and her image kept creeping up in his mind when he least expected it. But this time, there was no one to distract him. _I need to stop,_ he suddenly understood. He came so close to being consumed by the blackness overcoming his mind downstairs, that he would surely fall into temptation now. Lily -(TM)s lovely hair came first, a torrent of reddish-orange that flowed around her small face. Her skin was so smooth and flawless, she must -(TM)ve been in her mid-late teens. Edward wondered what she looked like underneath her dresses...if she held the same vibrant feminine curves that her dresses liked to accentuate, or if they were illusions created by the science of fashion. _Her lovely breasts dangled right in front of me,_ Edward remembered from the night before. _They seemed smaller without the aid of a bustier, more befitting her delicate frame._ Edward looked down, and saw his erection bulging his breeches. _No, not again!_ Edward stood motionless, his mind in a titanic conflict against itself_I need to get away, quickly,_ he thought. _But giving in would feel so good, too --_ _*knock knock*_ -Who is it? - Edward asked, quickly, embarrassed. -The fireplace is ready if you would like to bring some light up - came the barmaid -(TM)s voice from behind the door. -Thank you - Edward said, loudly. The sun was setting fast, the room starting to dim already. _I don -(TM)t have much time for my routine._ Before he had a chance to think of anything else, Edward went to the floor, hands and balls of his feet. He inhaled deep, and let it out slowly as he swung his head down toward the floor, then up towards the ceiling. Edward -(TM)s penis made contact with the floor, pressing it -(TM)s spongy flesh against it. At first, the feeling of the floor boards against his boner was sexually welcoming, and his focus for exercise increased. Soon enough, however, the pain in his arms and abs grew, and were equally competitive for his attention. When he could not do another modified push up, Edward had to catch his breath before moving on to sit ups. By the time he was halfway through, his body felt warm, and the sweat was soon to appear. Breathing rhythmically with his motions, focused on his body form and his counts, Edward soon forgot all about Lily. His blood was now being optimally used for his muscles, instead of his cock. Edward was now working on stretches that tested his body control, which also meant his thoughts could wander. _Chirrus, direct my thoughts to be in line with your principles, and pleasing in your perfect and impartial sight._ Edward spread his legs out as far as they would go to the sides, and felt his body weight straining the muscles in his groin _Let your teachings become my being, your wisdom become my thoughts. Use my body and my mind for your purpose._ Edward continued to pray as he stretched, and into his balancing poses. After he was finished, the sun was now well below the horizon, its light rapidly receding to that hiding place. Lying in bed, Edward wanted to sing a song from his first year of learning -Chirrus -(TM) words shall ever abide, No thanks to foes, who fear it; Wisdom and courage he gives us, Conviction to bring out justice; Were they to take our pride, Mock, strike us, have us tried, Though life be wrenched away, They cannot win the day. Chirrus -(TM) justice must prevail! - After singing a couple more verses, Edward felt sleepy, and hummed the tune until he fell fast asleep. ----- -Chirrus -(TM) blessings are upon us, Laramis - Edward said, as they walked along the street. Edward was in a good mood today, fueled mostly by his uneventful night last night. -Indeed, and may it protect our Brothers as well. - Laramis had the somewhat dour look on his face again. He was always more of a pessimist, although he would tell you it was realism. Since the fight yesterday, Amos thought it wise to change up the two man teams. _Probably to keep an eye on Jethros, make sure he doesn -(TM)t get hurt anymore._ What Edward didn -(TM)t realize, however, was that Laramis was there to keep an eye on him. -We have to be careful, especially today - Laramis told him, -The guards are extremely protective of their own, and will be tempted to retaliate in some way. - _Tempted,_ Edward repeated, _I know a thing or two about that._ It seemed to Edward that there were fewer guards out in the market today- _They usually have their assigned areas to patrol, but I don -(TM)t see as many today._ Edward and Laramis continued on their way, when suddenly a woman shrieked -HELLLP! - Looking in that direction, Edward saw a cloaked figure running away from the screaming woman, clutching a purse. He was working his way through the crowd, sometimes bumping people out of the way. Seeing that the thief was headed for the alleyways, Edward jumped into motion, trying to cut him off. -MOVE! - Edward yelled, darting around people. In the back of his mind, he heard his name being called out, but now he was too focused on catching a criminal. Edward made it to the alley right after the thief, who turned his head and seemed surprised that Edward was right behind him. _Got you._ The thief seemed to panic, throwing his legs down as hard as he could to avoid Edward. Down the alleyway in between the large buildings they went, and soon the thief was taking every corner, trying to slow down the taller, faster pursuer. Edward turned one more corner, now within a few steps of the thief, when suddenly he saw the thief stop at a dead end. Breathing heavy, Edward addressed the man, -Put the purse down...and lie down on the ground...you -(TM)re under arrest. - The thief was just as winded- -No...I don -(TM)t think so. - The thief didn -(TM)t have any weapons, so Edward was confused -- Suddenly, Edward saw that the thief was looking behind Edward, and he knew he was in trouble. As adrenaline instantly shot through his body, Edward stepped to the side and turned, pulling his club out in the process. Edward felt a swish of air as the long blade whirled past him. Stunned by the sudden brush with death, Edward held fast to the wall, his club in one hand. In front of him was another cloaked man, a long sword in his right hand. -You -(TM)re quick - he remarked, taking a step back towards the only way of escape. His voice was deep and gravelly, matching his dark brown mustache. Holding his long sap out in a threatening manner, Edward soon realized that the thief was also carrying a bladed weapon, albeit much smaller. -A trap - Edward replied, trying to stall. _The mustachioed man is bigger and more dangerous because of his weapon -(TM)s reach, and my club is no match. It will require more of my agility to dodge his swings, but then the thief will stick me in the back. Shit!_ Edward took a step away from the wall, knowing that he needed the room to maneuver. As he did so, he crouched down and looked from one man to the other. _The bigger man will swing first, since I can -(TM)t block him. The thief will only strike when the opportunity arises,_ Edward assumed. The man poked forward with his sword, testing Edward. Not wanting to be stabbed right away, Edward leaned back, then tried to parry with his club on the second feint. Edward took one last look backwards, seeing the thief waiting. He didn -(TM)t seem to be looking for a chance to stab Edward in the back at the moment. Realizing that he was in a losing battle, Edward tried to make his own opportunity, and swung quickly with his club -Ha - he said, expelling his air in short bursts with each swing. It was meant to distract the swordsman, as well as bolster Edward -(TM)s confidence. Edward made sure to look back periodically, trying to hold the thief where he was with Edward -(TM)s intermittent attention. But the bigger man was not impressed with Edward -(TM)s frantic attempts at creating space, and started to swing his sword more actively. Edward took a step back on several of his swings, narrowly avoiding cuts that would end the fight. Sensing that he was being backed up into a corner, and about to lose his ability to dodge the steel sword of death in his face, Edward made one last short yell before making his moveWith his feet in a fighting stance, right foot in front and diagonal to his back foot, Edward pushed off his lead foot and hopped backwards, landing his right foot behind where his left foot had been. Lifting his left leg up, knee towards his chest, he thrust his leg leg out behind him. With an -Ooph -, the thief fell backwards onto the ground, the backwards thrust kick having landed flush on his chest. Sensing that another swing was forthcoming, Edward quickly put his left foot down on the ground and ducked as low as he could go. Instinctively, Edward threw his right shoulder into the man -(TM)s ribs, which were exposed after his swing. Pushing forward and wrapping around his torso with his right arm, Edward knocked the man backwards, but did not fall with him. Before he could run around him, however, the man propped himself up with his left hand, and swung around with the sword in his other arm. _I can -(TM)t go around or jump over him,_ Edward understood. The two men were now at a standstill- Edward with a club ready to swing when the man tried to stand up, and the swordsman keeping Edward in the dead end with his sword. Thinking quickly, Edward turned back toward the thief, who was starting to get up, dagger in hand. Jumping over with an alacrity the thief was unprepared for, Edward made contact on the man -(TM)s head with the heavy end of his sap, dropping him unconscious. Picking up the dagger, Edward turned around to see the other man standing up and approaching. -Someone help! - Edward yelled, dagger in his left hand, club in his right. The man, looking around to see if anyone was nearby, turned and must -(TM)ve realize his time was running short. In the blink of an eye, Edward switched weapons in his hands, surprising the other man. -Run - Edward told him, but the other man -(TM)s eyes showed he had no intention of leaving Edward alive. The man took another step towards Edwards, and was about to swing -Guard! - Edward yelled, glancing behind the man. It was enough of a distraction that the other man stopped his swing, took a step, and looked back briefly_*Whoosh*_ -Aahhh - the man cried out, dagger in his chest. Edward had timed his throw perfectly with the man -(TM)s look back, and now the man with the sword was stumbling back. Before the man could pull the dagger out, Edward suddenly advanced and gave a primal yell -AAAHHhh -- - Taking big chopping swings, Edward was now on the offensive, forcing the other man to block with two hands. With each movement of his arms, however, the mustachioed man winced, and seemed to lose strength. His brown cloak was now stained with a wet color around the wound, and Edward surmised that the penetration was enough to injure the man. Edward feinted high with his club, forcing the man to block. Instead, Edward snapped his front foot forward into his stomach, doubling him over. Although the opening appeared to be there, Edward was still wary of the man -(TM)s sword, and chose to chop down at his weapon instead of his head. Making contact near the pommel, Edward -(TM)s force was able to tear it from the man -(TM)s grip, knocking it to the ground. Swinging again with ferociousness, Edward followed up his downward swing by bringing his weapon the other way, left to right. He smacked the man directly in the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. Edward watched as the man fell towards his left side. From the power of the swing, it had snapped the man -(TM)s head towards his left. Without the chance to stop it, Edward saw the man -(TM)s chest land flat on the ground, driving the dagger deeping with a sickening sound. -Shit - Edward muttered. Surely the man wasn -(TM)t going to wake up again. ----- For the rest of the day, Edward was questioned by the guards, who eventually found Edward and the bodies, after Laramis had to seek them out. It took time, but the woman whose purse was stolen was able to corroborate Edward and Laramis -(TM) story about the thief. And although no one was around to see the fight, the guards seemed to begrudgingly agree that it was self-defence. The thief, scared out of his life, admitted that he was paid to take the woman -(TM)s purse by the man with the sword. He told the guards that he had known the man, Silas, only by reputation as a thug in the slums. A real -badass - he told them. The thief had been instructed to take the purse to the alley, which made the whole thing sound like an ambush for Edward. The guards, on the other hand, believed that the thief was simply meeting with his employer. Drained from his near-death experience, Edward was more than willing to go back to the inn and relax for the rest of the day... After suppertime, Edward lit his candle from the common room and returned to his room, exhausted. Between the running around and the fighting, his body was ready for a break. And with the sun dropping down , he was going to need to go through his routines before bed. _Maybe not tonight._ Edward sighed. _I think I -(TM)ve done my work out for the day._ Edward, sitting down on his bed, wondered just how bad the next day was going to be_*knock knock*_ -Who is it? - Edward asked. Please be something good, for once -- -Mehfenur - came the muffled voice. -What? - Edward replied, annoyed. He got up and went to the door. When the person didn -(TM)t answer, he grabbed his long sap and opened the door a crack. -Messenger - the person said. They were shorter than Edward, with a cloak and cowl that covered up most of their features. But no weapon was in hand, only a piece of folded up paper. Edward opened up the door a bit more, and then took the paper in his left hand. He still didn -(TM)t know the stranger, and kept his grip on the handle of his club. The cloaked figure waited in the hallway. _What does he want?_ Tucking his club under his armpit, Edward untied the string holding the note, and opened it_Edward,_ _I know you want me, I can see it in your eyes. Your mind searches me out, replaying our brief tryst two nights ago. You must know by now that you cannot resist me. Your body longs to be touched by me, and I can give you pleasure like you -(TM)ve never felt before. Say that you -(TM)ll be mine, and you can be with me...forever._ _Write me back your response._ _Love, Lily_ Edward looked up from the note, but the messenger hadn -(TM)t moved an inch. _She wants a response? Fine, I -(TM)ll give her a response._ Taking the note to the nightstand, Edward pulled out an ink pen and ink vial. As soon as he put pen to paper, however, he heard the door close behind him. Dropping the pen, Edward instantly turned around, club at the ready. -Hello, handsome - Lily said, sweetly. Her cowl was pulled back, revealing her soft face, pouty lips, and strong green eyes. Her hair was tied in a knot. -Get out - Edward said firmly, holding his club menacingly. -Or what? You -(TM)ll hit me? - Lily said incredulously. -Don -(TM)t make me laugh. - -I -(TM)m warning you, bitch - Edward snarled. -Hit me, and I -(TM)ll scream - Lily warned. Turning to the side, Lily took a couple slow steps away. -You -(TM)re room is very...spartan - she said, with distaste. -It -(TM)s not nearly as comfortable as my place, don -(TM)t you think? - she said, turning her head towards him. -I don -(TM)t have to hit you to make you leave - Edward replied, evenly. -Oh, but then you -(TM)d have to _touch_ me, wouldn -(TM)t you - she said, smiling. She continued pacing the room, before turning back towards Edward. -Would you like to touch me? - The words came to Edward -(TM)s mind like a small wave, placating his anger. -I -(TM)ve felt lost without you, you know...I -(TM)ve missed your...energy - she emphasized. Edward knew what she meant. -I -(TM)m not gratifying myself to you anymore - Edward said, remembering the night Lily sucked his cock of his cum. Even as he thought of that night, however, a tingle started in his groin. -And why is that, I wonder? - she asked, eyes narrowed. -My faith - Edward said, placing his club on the floor. He knew he was in danger, and had to get rid of her soon. He would throw her down the stairs, if he had to. -I can become your faith - Lily said, taking a step towards Edward. She undid the clasp on her cloak. Tilting her head down, she stared at him with predatory eyes. Edward could feel the black cloud growing in his mind, threatening to take over his will. -You should leave - he said. _It -(TM)s now or never --_ Before Edward could step over and grab her, Lily pulled her cloak away, letting it drop to the floor. -Do you remember this? - she teased. She was wearing the same blue bodice as the first night he laid eyes on her. The tight lacing across the stomach narrowed her stomach and hips, and jutted her bust upward, much like the barmaid -(TM)s outfit downstairs. Just as before, she wore a short skirt that only went down half her thigh, showing off much of her smooth legs. As Edward stood, stunned by her sudden beauty, Lily slowly took her hand to her shoulder, and brushed the strap off, just as she did four nights ago. Transfixed by memory becoming reality, Edward watched her movements as if he weren -(TM)t really present, just an observer. It was like he was admiring a painting... When she blew him a kiss, Edward felt the familiar yearning inside, the creeping form of seduction quickly taking control of his mind again. Lily took another step towards Edward, whose mind only vaguely registered her as something dangerous_What am I doing?_, he wondered. Fear started to grab ahold of him. Lily took another step, this time while pulling at something in her scrunched-up hair. Soon her hair fell, and she rustled it to make sure it all came down straight. The hair seemed to curl around her shoulders and chest. -Do you like my dress? - she said, now directly in front of Edward. Edward didn -(TM)t answer, his mind struggling to fight the temptation that was about to override any thoughts of resistance.. -How about these? - she asked, putting her hands on the top of her bustier. Edward slowly, almost imperceptibly, nodded. It was an easy question to answer, after all. -Do you know what I did with your _gift_? - she asked. Edward knew she was talking about his semen. -I made myself better - she explained, reaching behind to undo her bodice. Edward -(TM)s heart started pounding, his cock now erect for what was about to happen. -Tell me you want me, and I -(TM)ll show you - she said, stopping her striptease. Edward -(TM)s subconscious knew that to admit his desire would be his doom, and he struggled mightily against the truth. Lily saw the struggle, saw him trying to claw his way back out of her web of lust. -I -(TM)ll make it easy for you - she said. Slowly, LIly -(TM)s puffy pink lips came closer to Edward -(TM)s, until they finally touched. Edward closed his eyes, losing himself in the moment. And just as soon as he felt the connection, it was gone. -Say it - she commanded. Edward looked directly into her eyes, and could resist no more -I want you - he breathed. His mind was clouded over, his senses of pleasure heightened at the expense of his reasoning. Lily loosened the bodice and let it fall to the floor. -Uhhhh - Edward moaned. Lily -(TM)s creamy-white breasts were now completely bare, their large, tear-drop shape resting on her small frame. Somewhere in the back of Edward -(TM)s mind, he realized that her tits were rounder and fuller than before, their shape more like small melons now. Edward -(TM)s last hope for salvation was now dashed away, overpowered by Lily -(TM)s nearly unnaturally-sized and perfect supple breasts. Lily smiled as she watched Edward -(TM)s appreciative expression, and continued to mesmerize him by turning her chest side to side. -Magnificent, aren -(TM)t they? - she said. Edward -(TM)s head turned with the movement of her full bosom, watching as her curled hair tickled the tops of her bust. Her pink areolas, perfectly positioned towards the front of each breast, housed small, erect nipples. They were mesmerizing to Edward, draining him of all willpower, while simultaneously increasing his sexual hunger. -They -(TM)re because of you, you know. - Edward continued to stare, mute. -When you came in my mouth, I absorbed your energy. This is your work. - Lily observed Edward -(TM)s slack jaw -I think they -(TM)re a little big myself, but then again I don -(TM)t appreciate them like men do. - Lily could tell from Edward -(TM)s expression that he appreciated them, alright. Lily knew from her brief encounters, that Edward fancied the top half of a woman. -Men...so easy to corrupt. Wouldn -(TM)t you agree? - she asked, innocently. Edward nodded. -You would do _anything_ for me now, wouldn -(TM)t you? - she asked, teasingly. She rolled her shoulders back, jutting her tits out even further. Edward nodded in agreement. -And you -(TM)re not gonna _resist_ anymore, are you? - Edward kept the same dumbstruck expression, and Lily knew he was hers now. -Take off your clothes - she commanded. Without hesitation, Edward took his tunic off, then his breeches, until he was fully naked. -My, my - Lily remarked, impressed. -You -(TM)ve been working hard on your body- just look at those abs - she said, putting her hands on his taut six-pack. -So toned, so strong - she continued, running her hands over his pecs and his biceps. After admiring his muscles, she pushed him backwards with a single finger, directing him towards the bed- -But all your muscles are useless against my body - she teased, rubbing her tits with her hands. Edward -(TM)s fully-engorged cock was pointed straight towards her, waiting desperately for her touch. -Sit on the bed - she commanded. Edward backed up onto the bed, and awaited further instructions. Lily knelt down on the floor, and opened Edwards legs wide. -How badly do you want it now? - she teased, blowing air on his manhood. She waited for him to find the words to speak. -More than anything - he answered. His voice was monotone. -Who do you worship? - she asked. Edward was taken aback by the question. -Who do you worship? - she asked again, grabbing him by the shaft. -You - he responded, his bated cock finally receiving her touch. -Very good, my _sslave_ - she hissed, smiling cruelly. -I am now your _goddesss_... and you will worship me by obeying me, without question. Do you understand? - With his manhood in the hands of the most beautiful creature in the world, Edward could utter nothing else but, -yes. - -You have resisted me for the last time, Edward. From now on, you will submit your whole being to me. Recite the words. - It came so naturally to Edward, like he had read and believed them his whole life -I will hunger sexually. I will have the urge to gratify myself, and will be hopelessly addicted to this feeling of pleasure. This feeling drives me, motivates me...I will lose myself to my sexual desire...and I will succumb to it, thinking of you, and your power over me. I will be driven mad with lustful thought of your sexuality, and your domination of my mind. - LIly smiled pleasantly as Edward spoke the mantra she had placed into his mind two nights ago, when Edward had fallen into her trap, succumbing to temptation. It was then that Lily used her sexual energies to warp his mind, creating a dark willpower for sex. And tonight, she was going to make that feeling more permanent. Taking Edward -(TM)s throbbing cock into her mouth, Lily relished the salty taste it brought. Slowly, teasingly, she moved her lips up and down his cock, holding it by the base so that it wouldn -(TM)t move. To Edward, it felt as though his cock was the beach, the pulsing waves of pleasure from Lily -(TM)s mouth crashing into him, over and over. _Oh gods, it feels...so good_, came a weak thought to Edward -(TM)s blackened mind. Lily felt the energy inside his testicles, just waiting to be freed. She realized that Edward never wanted to cum so badly in his life. Looking up, Lily saw that Edward -(TM)s head was leaned back in ecstasy, his mouth still forming the words of his mantra. As she worked her tongue underneath his shaft, she saw his toes curl in pleasure. And she knew he was all hers now. Moving faster, bobbing her head in a rhythm, Lily was bringing Edward closer to his petite mort, as well as the death of his former self. -Uuunhhh - Edward groaned, the pleasure too great for him to bear. Sensing that his time was coming soon, Lily held his balls with her other hand. Lily took his cock down one last time, deepthroating it with an unholy groan. -AAaahhhhhh - Edward yelled, as pure ecstasy fully filled his mind. As Lily continued to groan demonic vibrations through his cock, Edward was now consumed with it -(TM)s power over his mind, replacing his willpower with something...else. For half a minute, Edward felt immutable devotion, the kind of faith and love that he had never experienced in his life. Finally, Edward felt he found life -(TM)s purpose. In those moments, there was nothing Edward wasn -(TM)t capable of, nothing he wouldn -(TM)t do. Without any regret, he would -(TM)ve slaughtered his family and killed his Brothers, if only LIly commanded it. He would gladly rape, pillage, and kill anyone, just to please Lily. After Lily -(TM)s moans abated, the blackness inside Edward receded, as well. Losing the feeling of purpose and belonging, Edward -(TM)s mind again felt the cold reality of his own individual existence, his own thoughts. Lily, directing Edward -(TM)s cum expertly down her throat, felt the warm sweet juice in her stomach once again. Although without the innocence of Edward -(TM)s first submission, this one still felt almost as good. Struggling to her feet, Lily went to lie on the bed, dazed from the tingling sensation that started in her stomach, but permeated throughout her entire body. Edward, exhausted from Lily -(TM)s soul-crushing blowjob, fell fast asleep. ----- Edward woke up gradually- _It -(TM)s almost morning_ He felt something warm on his back- _or someone?_ Turning to face whatever it was, Edward put his hand out to touch it- _skin...it -(TM)s someone...in my bed?_ -Are you awake, slave? - came the husky female voice coming from right next to Edward. It was then that Edward realized he was touching a woman -(TM)s breast. _Lily --_ Edward -(TM)s mind worked through the realization that the woman in his bed was none other than the red-haired goddess herself. As he quickly remembered her face, her body, and her power, he instantly recognized that he was powerless against her. _I shouldn -(TM)t touch her,_ he thought, pulling his hand away. As his mind came to grips with the situation, he knew that he must pay respect to the powerful being next to him. -Master - he said, with obeisance. _I am not worthy of sharing her bed._ Lily stretched her arms out, affording Edward some view of her naked form from the candle still burning by the nightstand. _She is perfect_, Edward believed. He watched her with awe, his cock stirring for her. Lily yawned, and smacked her lips together- -I feel so good right now - she said, smiling at Edward. _I -(TM)m glad._ Lily rested her head on the pillow, watching Edward -(TM)s amazement of her. -I -(TM)ve had many slaves in the past, but I might like you the most - she said. Edward -(TM)s heart swelled- -I am honored to serve you, goddess - -You won -(TM)t always feel this way - she said, -when I leave, your mind will return to much of what it was before. - _No!_ -Please, let me stay with you - Edward pleaded. His cock was fully erect, hungry for her blissful touch. -You -(TM)re sweet to say that - she said, smiling, -but you still have your own business to attend to, and I have my plans for you. - Edward stared into her soft green eyes, which were glowing from the light in the room- -Whatever you ask, I will do, master - -I know - she answered. Edward watched as Lily rolled to her back, her tits flattening out. Despite gravity spreading her tits out across her chest, however, they still formed wide mounds. Edward stared in awe, and as his longing for her increased, his mind starting to focus on only one thing. Lily absentmindedly caressed her left tit, entirely aware of Edward -(TM)s obsession- -How bad do you want me now? - she asked slyly. -More than anything in the world - Edward replied, honestly. -You -(TM)ve been so submissive, I -(TM)m in a good mood - she replied. Propping herself up with her elbows, Lily -(TM)s hair fell over her body. _I love her_, Edward believed. Rolling over, Lily turned towards the foot of the bed. _Oh gods_, Edward thought, heart beating out of his chest. The desire was becoming too much. Straddling Edward -(TM)s muscular chest with her legs, Lily bent over and proceeded to take Edward in her mouth again. The pleasure mounted as Edward stared at Lily -(TM)s round, flawless ass. -Uuuhhhh - Edward moaned. _I will always love her_. -Shall I...recite...the words? - Edward asked, in between breaths. Lily only took a moment away from her sexual act before proceeding -There -(TM)s no need for that anymore -