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The altar began to glow in response, a deep purple, and energy poured from it to the circle until its light was all but blinding. Suddenly I felt weightless, as if I had been carrying some great weight and now was relieved of it. My feet felt as if they floated up, off the ground, and hovered there. The pain in my hand, the churning in my belly, the strain of my limbs, it all washed away and I felt simply lightness. And then I heard Them. Heard Their voice for the very first time, the tones in my ear an ecstasy like none I had ever felt before.
OHHHHDARLING! AIII SWEET MAN, I HEAR! I HEAR! THINE WORDS ARE TRUE AND GENUINE, AND THY CALL IS ANSWERED. I AM COME, I AM BEFORE THEE, OPEN THINE EYES TO ME THAT WE WOULDST HAVE CONGRESS.
I hadn’t even realized that my eyes had been shut…had they been shut?...but I felt myself open them and before me was a vision of power and glory. The being before me was resplendent in a sumptuous gown of black and red, gems and jewels glittering at their neck, ears, arms, and at their waist was a bejeweled belt. A shining crown rested in their midnight locks, lustrous in their own right. The crown’s light threw her face into partial shadow, though its terrible beauty and the infinite blackness within her eyes were in no way diminished. "I…uh, great one, matchless being of power, I beseech you! Xevola persnea malime…!"
YES YES WALOUAME ETCETERA. SWEETLING, I HEARD, I HEAR, I AM HERE. WHAT IS IT YOU BESEECH, WHAT DO YOU DESIRE, PRECIOUS MAN? SAY, SPEAK, TELL ME NOW THAT WE MAY JUDGE THINE PETITION BEFORE US.
The being before me gestured airily as they spoke, but their face was earnest and concerned. Oh gods above and powers below I was scared! Not just of what I had summoned; in truth, the being had me spellbound as much as I had them ensorcelled in my circle, and those eyes upon me slowly grew less terrifying and more...enrapturing. But this moment was all on me, I had to say, do, the right thing or it would all be over. I bowed deeply at the waist in obeisance, and took a deep breath to center myself, or try to. "Oh darkling greatness and eminence of the nether realms, I seek knowledge, I seek to grow and rise over these lands that are far from your sight! I seek you to grant me boons, so that with this power I might cow these lands and advance your power in my realm! I seek dominance, and in that dominance those in my thrall shall hold you above all other Powers of the Worlds, Higher and Lower, as I myself shall do! Let me spring forth in your name to command, and be obeyed!"
MMMMOHHH PRECIOUS LAMB, HOW DELICIOUS. THOU ART TRULY A DELECTABLE MORSEL IN MINE EYES. A NEW WELL OF SOULS DEBAUCHED IN MY NAME FROM A FRESH SET OF LANDS DO THOU OFFER? AND IN RETURN I GRANT THEE THE KNOWLEDGE AND BOONS ONLY I CAN GRANT TO MAKE IT THUS. THIS IYOU WOULD ENACT BETWEEN US IN PERPETUITY?
They tapped one finger on their chin, as if in thought, considering what I offered, their mouth pouting prettily. It was a struggle not to stare blankly at their gorgeous face, and fall deep within their eyes. "Uh, I, um, yes, my most excellent one, these, uh, miniscule manifestations of your wondrous power and beneficence do I request of you that I might generate such tribute as would be worthy in your eyes."
MY MY SUCH A POLITE, WELL MANNERED YOUNG MAGE. SO SINCERE.
They leaned towards me, a finger tracing the edge of their bodice, drawing my eyes to the smooth bronze skin of their ample décolletage.
I WANT THEE. OH! I DO, MMM. SO FRESH, SUCH POTENTIAL. AND THOU DIDST BRING ME FORTH TO SUCH A FAR FLUNG PLANE, DESPITE KNOWING SO LITTLE. AMPLE CLAY I DO SO WISH TO MOLD WELL IN MY HANDS, HMM?
I nodded absently in response. They licked their lips, tongue pink and moist, a flash of wet motion that left me feeling breathless. Their finger still trailed back and forth on their bodice. Were…were their nipples poking out?
It was so hard to focus on what they were saying, but I knew my life depended on it.
BUT ALAS AND ALACK, THOU ART TOO FAR, AND THY MAGICS STILL MINUTE, AND I WOULD BE TOO THIN IN THINE LANDS. NEEDS BE AS NEEDS MUST, AND THEREFORE SHALL I ASSIGN THEE A SENESCHAL THAT MIGHT ACT IN MY STEAD.
"A…a seneschal? What does that mean? Can you not help me?" Had I failed? What was happening? I felt a pull at my core; my ability to maintain this magic wasn’t going to last forever, and I didn’t know what would happen when my endurance ran out.
However, they pursed their moist, ruby lips and made soothing noises, looking for all the world as if they were concerned they’d disturbed me.
OHHH, TCHTCHTCH, NO DARLING DEAR, NEVER THEE FRET, NOT A BIT OF WORRY. I AGREE TO THINE PACT, BUT IT MUST BE MADE VIA INTERMEDIARY, WHO SHALL TRAVERSE THE REALMS OF SPIRIT TO BE AVAILABLE TO THEE. ALTHOUGH, EVEN THAT MIGHT BE TENUOUS UNTIL WE CAN FORTIFY THINE MAGICS.
Her brow furrows for a moment, but then it passed, and her face is sweet joy and concern for me again.
BUT REGARDLESS, THY BODY AND SOUL SHALL BE BOUND TO US, AND WE SHALL MAKE MUCH OF THEE, OH MY NICE SWEET HANDSOME MAN, OH YES. I PROMISE YOUR GUIDE AND BOON COMPANION SHALL BE MOST FULFILLING, MMMHMMM.
A shiver crept across my skin, prickling it into goosebumps. I wavered a little, getting unsteady on my feet. "Then…uh, I thank you, I accept, oh glorious vision of the great Nether. Most excellent power, send your seneschal and let the pact be sealed!"
They smiled.
AGREED. SAY THE WORDS AND LET IT BE SO.
I closed my eyes, knowing there was a chance I could falter and fail here, and never open them again. But I was so close. I could sense it, as much as I could sense my faltering strength. So I took a deep breath, and intoned the chant with as much volume as I could muster. "Vercle pesiayarran, maxia Gemory! Renairum tenuoarran cidrium...ah…et seneschal, noryuli morayume. Ta, Gemory! Irian Esteban! Walouame! Esteban nomeeaosis cisaeoma! Gemory in excelsis!"
So long as I live; no, so long as my soul exists, I will never, ever forget the look of unholy euphoria on face of Gemory, Duchess of the Netherrealms and commander of 26 Legions of Enkon, as her hand reached out and, with a gesture, evaporated my tunic, then traced her personal sigil on my chest. Nor will I soon forget how my penis swelled instantly, harder than I had ever felt it before, and immediately began cumming, shooting my semen in powerful arcs I wouldn’t have thought possible. When she was done, she smiled as I fell to my knees.
So sweet thou art to offer such copious tribute. But thou shalt soon offer up even more, for thy new seneschal Maëlys shall soon come to greet thee, and seal thee body and soul. I shall now take my leave while thy still possess strength in thy mortal frame. Farewell, darling dear. I greatly look forward to thy future tributes and offerings. Pray do not tarry overlong in providing them.
SO SWEET THOU ART TO OFFER SUCH COPIOUS TRIBUTE. BUT THOU SHALT SOON OFFER UP EVEN MORE, FOR THEY NEW SENESCHAL MAELYS SHALL SOON COME TO GREET THEE, AND SEAL THEE BODY AND SOUL. I SHALL NOW TAKE MY LEAVE WHILE THEY STILL POSSESS STRENGTH IN THY MORTAL FRAME. FAREWELL, DARLING DEAR. I GREATLY LOOK FORWARD TO THY FUTURE TRIBUTES AND OFFERINGS. PRAY DO NOT TARRY OVERLONG IN PROVIDING THEM.
And then she was gone, the circle’s light, its power, faded. I sat there on my knees, my vision fading too, but with the sigil of Gemory engraved on my skin. What would happen now?
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