Dungeon Master 8

by Eric Vall

  Amos and Adam didn’t wait or reply, they only grinned widely and tore off toward the door. I watched them with a faint smile on my face, the two men along with their older brother would be pillars in my coming kingdom, and I would use their skills well in the future.

  “Thank you, Master,” Ansel murmured as he dropped to a knee and bowed respectfully before me. “For all that you have done and all you will do in the future. I will tell my men and relay your message.”

  The eldest Decathmor slowly stood, bowed his head to me and then turned. We watched him leave the inner sanctum, and a silence fell over my minions. I faced them and held out my arms. My women enveloped me, their arms encircling my waist as I embraced them lovingly.

  We stayed this way for a long time as their warmth surrounded me from all directions. I breathed each of them in, their differing scents comforting me in ways I couldn’t begin to explain. Heijing was the first to part from me, and she stared up into my eyes fervently.

  “What shall we do, Master?” the Qianlong questioned as she slipped her tiny, delicate hands into the sleeves of her robe.

  “Do as you wish,” I smiled down at them and caressed their cheeks. “This time is yours, use it as you see fit. You may rest, or eat, or mingle with the soldiers. Within the next few days, we will journey to the heavens and battle against the gods, but I want you to take all the time you need to recuperate.”

  “I would like to go to Carmedy and watch over Filla,” Heijing stated plainly as she examined my face. “I am interested in the type of magic this small feline practices.”

  “It’s not magic,” Rana giggled as she slung an arm around the dragon’s shoulders. “It’s alchemy, she’s really good at it too.”

  “Sometimes I forget that you haven’t been with us the whole time,” Annalise smiled softly as she petted the Qianlong’s cerulean hair. “The same goes for Haruhi, there’s so much about us that you’ve yet to learn.”

  “Then allow me to do this,” Heijing uttered as she turned to me, her round cheeks dusted pink from all the attention from her sisters. “Let me go to Carmedy and learn this strange al-chemy as you call it.”

  “Of course,” I said as I inclined my head to her. “Carmedy should be in the medical tents with the other catkins.”

  “Thank you, I will go now,” Heijing muttered, bowed her head to me and slipped away from the petting hands of her companions.

  “What will the rest of you do?” I questioned through a smirk.

  “I’m gonna go pester the troops!” Rana cried as she lifted a paw triumphantly into the air. “Maybe hang out with Ruituri and the other gods? I would like to know more about them.”

  “I’m going to see my brothers and catch up with them,” Annalise shyly admitted. “I haven’t seen them since the battle against Tintagal, and I’ve missed them so much.”

  “I will find a room and rest,” Morrigan uttered in her cold, emotionless voice as she reached up and stroked Fea. “I am tired and would like to converse with my companions for a short while.”

  “And you, Haruhi?” I inquired as I turned to the dark-haired sage.

  “Uhm, well, I heard that the Holy Order has an extensive library and I’d like to go through it,” Haruhi giggled as her hazel eyes sparkled at the idea of finding books hidden within the mages’ stronghold. “They might have books that my father might want, and I’m going to pick through them for a while.”

  “Staying true to your roots,” the swordswoman chuckled in her raspy voice. “Your dad would be proud. Speaking of which, aren’t your dad and brother here?”

  “Yeah, your dad was looking particularly excited for the battle with his axe,” the fox giggled. “He’d honestly be pretty frightening on the battlefield if you think about it. A little old man with glasses coming at you with a weapon twice the size of his body?”

  “I’ll check up on them in a bit,” Haruhi nodded as she folded her arms behind her body. “I’m hoping to find a book of interest to bring to him while he’s resting. I just know that would make his day even better.”

  “What are you going to do, Master?” Annalise asked as she raised her chocolate brown eyes to mine.

  I already knew what needed to be done at this moment. Two things were weighing on my mind, and both of them needed to be done either today or tomorrow. There were three women out of my group who needed to be impregnated with my holy seed before we traveled into the heavens, and I was looking forward to the task.

  “I’m not sure yet,” I smiled to all of them. “I may wander around the fortress for a while and see what they have hidden away from prying eyes.”

  The children growing within Rana, Annalise, and Heijing were growing at a rapid rate compared to a mortal’s pregnancy, but it was to be expected. I was a god, and my kind’s gestation period was much faster than theirs. Godly pregnancies typically only lasted five months compared to a mortal’s nine.

  The thought of my women having my children excited me. I’d been trapped in a dungeon for so long that the idea of getting married and having my own brood seemed unattainable. Now, it was all happening before my eyes, I had all the things I never thought I would, and soon, I would be the ruler over all things on earth. I was unbelievably happy, not even the Holy Order or the gods could stand in my way.

  My women disbanded and slowly tramped down the stairs toward the door. As Haruhi passed me, I reached out, ran my gloved fingers over her bare arm, and slipped my fingers into hers. The sage turned, her eyes glittering and looked up into my face with confusion.

  “Haruhi, may I speak to you in private for a moment?” I whispered in a hushed voice.

  “Of course, Master,” the librarian murmured back as she tilted her head. “What is it?”

  The rest of my women turned back and glanced at us over their shoulders. Only Rana and Annalise understood as they giggled and peeked at each other knowingly. Annalise knew that Rana already held my holy child within her and vice versa. It wasn’t a fact spoken aloud but a deep knowing within their changing bodies, and now, they knew that Haruhi was the next chosen to enter into the realm of godliness.

  I kept my eyes on my other minions as they exited the room and held Haruhi’s hand tightly in mine. As soon as they were gone, I turned to her and looked deeply into her hazel eyes as the question edged to the tip of my tongue. The sage looked so beautiful with her head tilted back and her dark, almost black hair fluttering around her shoulders. I’d fallen in love with her so easily, and over our months apart, my heart had longed for her presence.

  Haruhi was here with me now, not hundreds of miles away on the island of Nekoka, and it made my heart beat fast. The sage knew who I was from the moment she saw me and yet, she hadn’t judged me for the things I’d done. She’d opened her heart and arms to me without any second thoughts, and I thanked her every day for it. While we were apart in Tintagal, I couldn’t get the demure librarian out of my thoughts, and now, she was to be the fourth to receive my fertile seed.

  I knew that this was something that Haruhi wanted, it was a dream that all of my minions held close to their heart. They all wanted to be my wives and to carry my children, and I would make all of those dreams come true. I would take them from mortality and into the realm of higher beings. Each of them would live on into eternity by my side, just as I wanted them to.

  “Haruhi,” I whispered into her ear and goosebumps rippled over the librarian’s pale flesh as her plump lips parted softly. “There is something I must ask of you, a task that you must take up and carry.”

  “What is it, Kazama?” Haruhi inquired and the sound of my name coming off her tongue so sweetly made my entire body swell with pleasure.

  My name, the name she cried out in the silent library as I made love to her for the very first time. Haruhi was the first to speak it, the first to say it out in the open without fear or judgment since Isolda. It was the only time I had heard my name called so sweetly and now, I wanted her to scream it out again, to whisper it into my ear as I buri
ed myself deep inside of her.

  “There is something we must do for you to enter into the heavens alongside your sisters and me,” I stated, and the sage nodded along with my words fervently.

  “Yes?” Haruhi prodded for me to go on. “We can’t enter into the heavens because we aren’t gods, correct?”

  “You are very right,” I smiled softly as I reached out and stroked her soft locks. “To enter into the heavens, you must become a god.”

  “…How is that possible, Master?” Haruhi asked with wide eyes that sparkled brilliantly in the surrounding light.

  With all the infinite knowledge, the sage should’ve known, but it didn’t matter, I would tell her anyway. It may have been a task that needed to be done, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t enjoy it together. Any time that I made love to my precious minions was special, and I treasured our private moments together more than anything.

  “The only way you can come along with me, Haruhi, is if I implant my god seed within your fertile womb,” I stated in a firm voice as I stared down at her. “My holy child must rest inside of you, and that is how you will travel with me and your sisters to the heavens. You and your sisters will become gods, mine and the children’s powers will transfer over to you. You will live forever, you will never have to fear death ever again…will you allow me to do this, Haruhi?”

  The sage’s mouth dropped open in surprise, and her hazel eyes examined my face for any hint of deceit. She found none as she scrutinized me and then gasped loudly as she brought up both paws over her mouth. Tears welled in Haruhi’s eyes as her paws dropped, and she took a step closer to me.

  “I will,” the librarian nodded as she took my hands into her own. “I will do it, Kazama, I will allow you to impregnate me with your seed. I’ve wanted this ever since I met you. I’d trade all the books in the world for the chance to bear you a child.”

  I threw my head back and laughed loudly as I swept Haruhi up into my arms. The sage giggled softly as I thundered down the stairs and out of the sanctum. I turned down one of the halls, not knowing where I was going but not caring either. I hurried down the hall and then another until I found a door ajar. I lifted a heavy boot and smashed the door open. I examined the room beyond and smiled to myself at how perfectly fitting it seemed.

  The room beyond looked to be a small study, tall shelves filled with books lined the walls with a squat desk in front of a wide, picture window. Papers and more open books were scattered over the well-worn desk, and I glanced at them for a few seconds. A small leather daybed was pressed against the single empty wall, and a light, woven blanket was tossed over its fabric. The room smelled of ink and parchment, the perfect place for the sage and I to create a new life inside of her womb.

  Haruhi’s mouth opened slightly as she took in all the volumes stuffed into the shelves, but I wouldn’t let her linger on them for long. We had other things to attend to than books right now. The librarian was the gentlest of my minions, soft-spoken, and reserved. Not in a way like Morrigan or Heijing but in a quiet, studious way that made her incredibly endearing to me.

  I hooked my foot around the door and closed it softly behind me with a click. Then I crossed the room with Haruhi still in my arms, and the sage laid back her head as she looked up at me sweetly. The light filtering through the window lit the room in a golden glow, and it filtered over the librarian’s face, making her skin radiate and sparkle. Dust motes spun through the sunbeam and swirled lazily as I stepped through them toward the low bed.

  I gently placed Haruhi on top of it, and her hazel eyes moved over me. The librarian’s chest rose and fell heavily, and her dark hair pooled around her in waves. The leather of my gloved hands creaked as I reached out for her and began working at the shining buttons of her cyan dress. Painstakingly slow, I peeled the dress away from her, leaving her only in her lacy white underwear and the red ribbon she always wore around her neck.

  With the ribbon in place, Haruhi looked to me like a present just begging to be unwrapped, and I leaned forward, my member throbbing in my pants and grabbed the end of the scarlet fabric. I tugged on it slowly as the bow came undone and snaked down her bare shoulder. The sage’s eyes fluttered closed and she whimpered against her closed lips. The ribbon shifted against her bare flesh, and this time, Haruhi moaned aloud at the sensual feeling racing across her skin.

  Haruhi’s eyelashes trembled as she calmed her breathing and reached around her back to take off her bra. I watched intently as her deft hands got it in one try, and she held the intricate, white clothing in place as her eyes reopened. She teased me as she slowly slipped off one of the straps and then the other.

  I couldn’t take it anymore. My right hand shot out, gripped the bra, and ripped it away from her savagely.

  Haruhi’s large, pale breasts fell and bounced as they were freed from their confines. I took them in with hungry eyes, and the sage blushed profusely as she hid her face from me. The librarian had the largest breasts out of all my minions, and they were perfect in every way. Their fleshy tops were pale and soft, her areolas were large and a soft pink that matched the color of her lips.

  Her nipples hardened instantly from the cool air, and I lunged forward, pinning the librarian to the daybed and taking one of her nipples into my mouth. I twirled my wet tongue around the erect nipple and shivers raced through Haruhi’s entire body. The librarian’s mouth fell open, and she moaned loudly as her paw cupped the back of my head.

  I hardened even more as her airy gasps urged me on, and I leaned back, looming above her. Haruhi laid back against the leather exterior of the bed and looked up at me with heated eyes. I quickly took off my gloves and tossed them aside as I peeled away the rest of my armor. The sage hummed softly to herself as I pulled my pants away from my body to reveal my hard member. Haruhi gazed down at it with a possessive look in her eyes, and her paws reached for it.

  My bare hands glided down her bare belly, tracing over her belly button then down to the soft lace of her panties. I traced lines and circles over her cloth-covered sex, and the sage wriggled beneath me. I hooked a finger under her panties and slipped two fingers inside of her womanhood. Haruhi was dripping wet, her body more than ready to receive me, but I wasn’t finished teasing her yet. I wanted her to beg and plead with me to fuck her, I wanted her mind to be filled with nothing but me, and until then, I would continue to tease her.

  I pumped my fingers in and out of her so slowly that I felt each muscle in her small body tense around me. I watched her intently as her hips rose and fell with the pull and thrust of my skilled hand. Each time I pushed into her, Haruhi’s mouth fell open and dainty moan escaped her rosy lips.

  In one swift movement, I gripped her lacy panties and tore the fabric away from her body in a loud rip. The fabric disintegrated in my hands, and I dove for her sex with an open mouth. I plunged my tongue into her, swirling it around her juices as she struggled for breath. I laid my palm flat against her pubic mound and pressed my thumb tightly against her clitoris. I stroked her tenderly, and with each sound she made, the harder I became. I wanted her more than anything, but I wanted her to cum, wanted to give her as much pleasure as she could take before I had mine.

  “Master!” Haruhi cried out, and I pulled away, pressing soft kisses to the warm flesh of her inner thighs.

  “That’s not my name.” I chastised as my eyes found hers, and the sage managed a smile.

  “K-Kazama, please, more! More!” the librarian screamed as her paws found their way into my hair and guided me back between her legs. “Yes! Yes!”

  My tongue swirled different shapes across her clitoris. The faster I moved, the more the sage reacted to me but what I liked most was watching her face as I teased her slowly. Her face was pinched, almost in pain as she took in all the ecstasy I poured out into her, and the librarian arched her back.

  Haruhi tightened around my fingers as her bright, hazel eyes burst open. Airy whispers escaped her as she orgasmed for the first time, and I pumped my fingers in h
er gently. The sage bucked her hips against me as she moaned, and I took in her stunning face bathed in golden light. I pulled away from her and positioned myself above her body as I held my hard penis in one hand.

  I held myself up with one hand as I looked deeply into her glossy hazel eyes. Her plump lips were moist, and she gazed back at me heatedly. Haruhi wrapped her arms around my neck as she lifted her hips and brushed the lips of her vagina against my head. I groaned through my teeth and savored the sensation for a moment.

  Like all of my other minion’s, Haruhi had been a virgin the first time I’d made love to her and each time after was just as sweet as that time in the library. I’d wanted her so badly for so long, I would even guess since the first time we’d met her back on Machstein. She was mine now, just as the others were, and I would never give them up.

  I knew that my women would never leave me, not even after finding out about my past. I was a god in human form, perfect in every way. I was a good Master and an even better lover.

  I pressed the head of my penis against the warmth of Haruhi’s entrance, and the sage wriggled excitedly beneath me. The sage’s hands tugged at me desperately as she panted openmouthed and I slid into her. Haruhi tensed against me, not yet used to my girth and length but I went slow enough to relax the librarian.

  “Kazama, please,” Haruhi gasped as she forced her hips upward, and I plunged into her deeply. “More! More! Fill me with your seed! I need it! Give it all to me!”

  I couldn’t take it anymore, I slammed into her and let out a low growl as she wrapped around me like an exquisite silk. Haruhi leaned her head back and screamed as she dug her nails into my back. I pulled out slightly and gasped softly as I slammed back into her tight warmth. Then I gritted my teeth as I held back the orgasm that tittered on the edge and focused in on her radiant face.

  Haruhi’s face was dotted with tiny, glittering beads of sweat, and her dark hair created perfect waves around her face. I drank her in as I moved inside of her even faster, and her large breasts bounced with each movement. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers, and she kissed me passionately. The sage’s arms tightened around me right as her sex did, and I purposely thrust in slower. Haruhi exploded into her second orgasm, her sweet voice lifting in the air like the sound of a bell, and I leaned into it.