by Noah Layton
They might not have been able to force themselves out, but exerting their strength, Ascevious could overload himself in an effort to make James’s life as terrible as possible – and it didn’t seem that Alerian could do anything.
‘We are weakened, Elena,’ Alerian mumbled through James’s mouth. ‘Do it now!’
‘Don’t you fucking dare, goddess bitch!’
James and Arifa struggled on the floor as Elena scanned the pages rapidly, and out came the words. She threw out a hand, the book open in the other as she read from it.
‘Abstraki vash rothmanin, caliminati!’
From one of James’s hands a purple stream of light flew out, and for a brief moment Ascevious’s distorted form appeared in the air as it fought to escape James’s soul. A burst of light appeared from Elena’s own hand, striking Ascevious’s form and releasing a hellish scream from him. He quickly returned to James’s body, but not without one final outburst of energy.
Boom.
James’s control over his senses flooded back, and looking up from his spot on the aisle where he was collapsed with Arifa, he saw a purple ball of color left behind from his enemy’s escape. It hovered in the air briefly, grew smaller with the addition of a high-pitched whistling sound that was growing ever higher… Then exploded.
The three of them drew up their arms to defend themselves from the shockwave, their strength keeping them safe – but the same couldn’t be said for the bookshelves on either side.
Pages and volumes scattered, falling off shelves, the smaller scraps of paper floating in the air. All went quiet except for the shouts of confusion in the farther reaches of the library.
‘It worked…’ Elena said, nodding. ‘Uh oh…’
James and Arifa, still on the floor, followed Elena’s gaze, looking at the bookshelf directly to the right of them.
Instead of being stood in its usually upright position like every other stable bookshelf in the world, this one was teetering on its side, balanced almost perfectly on one of its corners. But, like every other huge object in the world precariously placed, the slightest force would throw it off balance. The wood creaked and cracked, and somewhere in the inner workings of the bookshelf it came to the decision that it was going to shove a gigantic middle finger James’s way.
Slowly, painfully, the bookshelf creaked away from them and smashed into the next, which slowly began to fall too, then another, then another…
Domino effect was an understatement.
The shock of the fight was still hanging over them, and the thought of moving didn’t hit until the fourth shelf came crashing down in the line of fourteen that stretched ahead.
James stood fast and pulled Arifa up with him. ‘We need to get the fuck out of here.’
Boom, boom, BOOM.
A feeling of massive regret ran through James as he dashed up the aisle adjacent to the bookshelves, hurrying over fallen volumes and twisted pieces of wood. The library had been a scared place to him during his time at the college, and he had just helped to destroy a decent part of it.
The final shelf fell by the time they reached the third-floor platform where the staircases were. He checked as quickly as he could that no one had been caught in the chaos, and to his luck discovered that everybody was fine.
He and the girls moved quickly up to the stairs, where their luck was about to run out.
‘Hey… HEY!’
Two guards, ten yards apart, sprinted along the second-floor corridor and up to the stairs. The open-area plan of the library provided a perfect view as to any approaching threats, but also as to just how close they were – seconds, to be precise.
‘Oh, shit…’ James said through gritted teeth, heart pounding.
‘It’s fine, I’ll seduce them,’ Elena said casually.
‘No,’ James said. ‘You can’t do that shit here.’
‘Any better suggestions, master?’
‘Let the expert of escapes handle this one,’ Arifa said, grabbing hold of their hands. ‘We need a small space.’
‘What? Why?’
‘Just trust me.’
James thought fast.
The bathrooms.
Leading the girls to the men’s bathroom, he smashed through the door. A small space, sure, and no cameras either. If they needed to fight they could fight.
But they were campus security guards.
‘Perfect!’ Arifa shouted, grabbing James and Elena and cramming them into a cubicle. ‘The horn.’
‘What?’
‘Just give me it!’
James found the horn just as the door of the bathroom swung wide.
‘Come out! We know you’re in here!’
Arifa snatched it from him and pulled James and Elena close, the horn held tightly in her hand.
He had thought a lot over the past few days about choices and decisions after what Elena had said, but sometimes there was no choice to be made.
Sometimes, when you’re backed into a corner, you just have to let a cat-goddess from another dimension take you and your other goddess to an artificial dimension where she was trapped for several decades, especially when you’re being chased by security guards in the college library after destroying half a floor’s worth of shelves and books.
This, as you’ve probably guessed, was one of those times.
Chapter Eighteen
Arifa
The guards hurried to the final stall in the long line of cubicles in the men’s bathroom, the only one with the door closed.
‘Get out here!’
With no response, the guards shared a look, and with little reluctance one brought a foot up to kick the door open.
It wasn’t even locked, just closed on its hinge, but as it rebounded and swung back and forth until it came to a stop, the two guards peered in to find… Nothing.
Nothing but a toilet, a paper holder, and what looked like a mediocre art-project in the shape of a horn.
They shared a frown before peering down together at the strange, out of place object.
Much like the first and only other time James had travelled to an artificial dimension, the walls crumbled out of sight before the ground beneath his feet changed considerably.
James found himself standing near to his goddesses in this new place. The horn had disappeared, but it had been replaced by the condensed exterior that lurked within it, the place from which they had freed Arifa in the first place.
There had been a lot of instances over the past few days that had afforded James the opportunity to stare with his mouth agape like an idiot, and this was just another one of those.
They were standing in a building that looked to be the same size as the college gym. The walls were an ashen grey color, with no doors and no windows, but that was the only dull thing about the place.
The vast majority of the hundreds of square feet that the dimension covered was filled with what James could only describe as a gigantic jungle gym combined with Olympic acrobatic equipment. Bars and ropes and platforms and nets were scattered and interspersed almost everywhere, worn and scuffed by years of use from who else but Arifa.
In a corner was a cosy living area that made Elena’s in her own small dimension look almost pathetic. Stacks and stacks of pillows and cushions were composed into a nest, surrounding a huge mattress.
I could sleep for days in there, James thought.
Sleeping, of course, was not what the girls had in mind.
The chase had taken the breath out of their lungs, and they had all begun laughing albeit for different reasons; while it escaped James in nervousness, the girls realised they had finally found a spot where they could be alone and interrupted with their master, even secluded from the prying eyes of the gods who were now buried deep inside his soul, their ability to use his senses long gone.
The bedding area was only a few yards away as the girls came running up to James, Elena to his left and Arifa to his right. They laughed mischievously, running their hands up his chest.
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‘I forgot what it’s like to be chased,’ Arifa smiled.
‘Me too,’ Elena laughed, ‘seducing a threat is one thing, but sometimes that’s too easy. This was much more fun…’
‘I thought you needed to kiss me in order to travel into a dimension,’ James said, turning to Elena. ‘That’s what you said. This is how it’s done.’
‘Oh, come now, master,’ she laughed. ‘You didn’t really believe that, did you?’
The moment they had reached the huge bed, the girls pushed James onto the softness of the mattress and swarmed atop him relentlessly. Elena pulled at his shirt, undoing it and ripping it away from him expertly while Arifa tugged at his jeans. In no time his ripped body was exposed before his goddesses.
In no time they had pulled off their clothes, leaving themselves in nothing but their underwear as James indulged in the moment. A lot had happened over the past few days that he couldn’t comprehend, but somehow this took the cake; the two hottest girls he had ever seen in his life, ready to pleasure him however he wanted.
The sultry pair slid to his waist, each sliding a hand into the waistband of his shorts and pulling them down over his body. The enormity of his throbbing dick was impossible to hide beneath the material, even more so now considering how bigger he had grown since taking on the power of the gods.
His impressive length standing on end was a sight to behold even to himself, but it was nothing compared to the two goddesses licking their lips as they admired his cock greedily.
Elena ran a hand down his abs and took his hardness in her slender fingers, but she didn’t move forward; instead Arifa crawled over his body, true to her catlike nature, and pressed her warm tongue against the base of his cock, running up his full length slowly.
James’s head fell back in overwhelming pleasure as Arifa slid her lips over the head of his length, lapping her tongue gentle against him.
‘It’s so big…’ Arifa chimed, pulling away before sliding her tongue back down his shaft as Elena joined her. Jolts of uncontrollable pleasure coursed through James as he watched his girls comfortably, both of them looking up at him with intense eyes.
‘What did I do to deserve you two?’ James asked, running his hands into their hair and helping them in their movements, working his hips against their lips as they moaned their approval.
It took no time for James to feel like they could finish him like that alone. He was solid as a rock, and their slender tongues were working wonders in attempting to push him over the edge.
But there was no way he was going to let them win that easily.
Guiding them both away from his throbbing dick, the girls both rolled away and pulled off the last of their underwear. Elena’s curvaceous body was a sight to behold, and while there was no way he would ever get tired of watching her huge boobs bounce with every slight movement she made, it was Arifa who took centre stage now.
She crawled effortlessly to James’s waist, taking him in her mouth one last time as she drenched his cock with the juices of her mouth, but he couldn’t blame her; she was much more petite than Elena, and she was making a point of it.
‘Eight decades without a man…’ She moaned, taking his length in one hand and running her warm tongue against him. She turned slyly to Elena, biting her lip. ‘I wonder if I can take him…’
‘Only one way to find out…’ Elena replied sexily, the words rolling off her tongue in a perfect whisper. James expected her to lower herself down, but she was taking the challenge; she turned to face away from him as he remained against the softness of the mattress. She took his dick in her warm, slender hands once again, guiding the tip of his throbbing head to her warm, wet lips.
At that alone she moaned out, sliding steadily onto James, taking him inch by inch. She gasped with each slow part of the descent as James ran his hands up to her hips and let his head fall back uncontrollably.
‘Oh, fuck…’ He groaned, not believing how tight she felt around him. He wondered how she was taking all of him as his cock disappeared inside of her tight, wet walls, clamping and pulsating around him.
By the time Arifa had taken him completely she fell back against James’s muscular torso; he didn’t need to do a thing as she grinded her tight, perfect body against his, other than run his hands over her toned stomach and perky chest. He ran his hands back down over her body as she took his length passionately. Arifa turned her head, looking James in the eyes intensely, her mouth hanging open and her eyes flickering as if she was in a trance. Her ears stood on end, the blood rushing through her body madly.
James ran his fingers down between her legs, ready to turn the pleasure of his new goddess up even further, but Elena was way ahead of him; she lifted his hand away gently, her tongue finding Arifa’s sensitivity just above James’s hard cock as Arifa continued to take him deep within her. His demon-goddess ran her tongue over both of them, pleasuring them relentlessly and shamelessly with her impossibly flexible tongue.
If there’s a heaven, this must be what it’s like, James though, completely enraptured with Arifa’s petite body as they fucked each other passionately.
‘Oh, master,’ Arifa moaned, before shrieking out uncontrollably.
They stayed caught in the perpetual moment for longer than James could even comprehend. Not another thought passed through his mind as he took her for the first time, indulging in her tight, perfect body,
But somewhere in the insane pleasure of it all he could feel himself being pushed farther than he could control.
‘I want it, master,’ Arifa moaned in his ear again. ‘Take me from behind, like I should be…’
James didn’t need telling twice. He rolled himself and Arifa over effortlessly, remaining inside of her the entire time until her petite, slender body was bent over before him. He pulled out, watching her arch her back so far inward it looked like it would break. But as her ears stood on end and her tight ass perched itself in the air, James didn’t believe he had ever seen such a perfect sight.
Until it all happened at once; Elena crawled on all fours to the space before Arifa, her wings flourishing excitedly before tucking back in as she presented her wet, desperate sensitivity between her legs before Arifa. She grinned greedily and sank her mouth towards the spot between Elena’s legs, lapping at her with her tongue as Elena looked James in the eyes intensely and nodded.
Take her now.
He took Arifa’s hips in his hands and pushed back into her. Her whole body shook lightly as he filled her up once again and rode her hard from behind, commanding her body with his raw strength.
No words could even be formed any longer; he and his goddesses were lost in the throes of total ecstasy as they took each other, James taking every second and every moment as his own as he drank in the sight of his girls pleasuring each other, and his huge length plunged into Arifa’s tightness as she gripped him firmly.
The image, the sensation, the seclusion of it all was enough drive a man insane, and James was no exception. A sudden explosion of pleasure burst though him as he filled his new goddess up completely, emptying himself into her and moaning out, throwing his head back wildly with the power of the gods.
Panting and glistening with sweat, James and his goddesses collapsed amongst the cushions and curled up together, well and truly spent as they all drifted off into sleep.
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James awoke steadily, finding himself wrapped up in the cushions and the mattress with Elena, who was sleeping peacefully and heavily. She might have been a goddess, and a manipulative one at that, but being back in the real world over the past few days had finally taken it out of her.
James smiled and sat up, finally feeling as if he had gained some mastery over her, and looked about. Arifa was nowhere to be seen.
Fortunately he could hear her.
Clambering out of the piles of cushions and silken sheets that seemed to swarm up higher than his own height, James pulled on his jeans and looked up at the spectacle of the obstacle course tha
t took up the vast majority of the space in Arifa’s tiny dimension.
Already Arifa was hurrying into her elaborate jungle gym, swinging expertly onto the bars and disappearing among the weird majesty of it.
‘It’s strange,’ she called back. ‘Being trapped here for so long I thought I’d never wanna come back, but there’s something about this place. Does Earth have anything like it?’
‘Maybe in some of the world’s most elite gyms, but not anywhere that you or I can go. How are you still awake?’
Arifa swung across a series of bars, backflipping impressively and balancing along slender beams before finally landing on a nearby bar and clambering up onto it, sitting atop it casually in her underwear.
‘I just had sex for the first time in eighty years. Can you really blame me for being a little energetic?’
‘It was that good?’
‘That good,’ Arifa smiled, swaying on her bar.
‘So what’s your story? Elena’s told me all about her world and her people. You and I just took each other like animals… Maybe you a little more so than me… And I don’t know a thing about you.’
‘What would you like to know, master?’
‘Everything,’ James said. ‘Where are you from? What can you do?’
‘I joined the consortium during the first few years of its formation, although I didn’t embrace it fully until things were really starting to move forward. The Felinians, my people, are independent creatures, you might say. We have similar animals to the things you call cats in your world back in our own world.
‘My home world is much… Freer than yours is. It is an abundant place filled with fields and forests. My people have not manipulated the landscape in the way that you and many other worlds amongst the goddesses have done. We are much more lax in our approach to life. We have families and homes, but we do not become too attached to… Anyone, really, save for our masters.’
‘You had masters back on your world?’
‘Not on your world, but here,’ she emphasised. ‘All of the goddesses were loyal to Alerian and Ascevious, until things began to fall apart. I had no desire for a master until the consortium formed, then I wondered how I had ever survived without one. Now that I have found you I find that same flame beginning to flare again.’