She burst out laughing and looked at me as if I had lost my mind.
“In what world would I release such a magnificent prize?! His seed alone is greater than any artifact our cult ever gathered. Once I take over your vessel, I will fill myself with his seed and birth an even more powerful new vessel.”
“You can’t do that!” I shouted, horrified.
“I can, and Iwill,” she retorted smugly, before giving me an evaluating once over. “You should be grateful. Once elevated to an even greater form, I might return your body to you. Have no fear, I shall take great care of it.”
“Harm him, use him in any way, and you shall incur the wrath of the Gods!” I growled menacingly.
She huffed and waved a dismissive hand. “The Gods may not interfere in mortal affairs.”
“He’s a demigod!” I countered.
“Be that as it may, the Gods still can’t interfere, not even his mother,” She retorted with an air of superiority. “It would be one thing if we sought him out and kidnapped him. But that delicious demigod came to us. He got himself trapped. That makes whatever we decide to do with him entirely fair game. And I intend to do many, many things with him.”
She spoke those last words in a nauseatingly lurid fashion while rubbing two fingers over her clit and tugging on her left nipple clamp.
“Leave him alone, you monster!” I shouted.
She chuckled and winked at me while licking her upper lip suggestively. Without another word, she turned around and strutted towards the altar, her impossibly high heels clicking on the stone floors. Her hips moved in an insanely sensual manner that reminded me of the undulating movement of a snake slithering on the ground. She stopped right next to the altar, her gaze roaming with even greater greed over his body than when she had assessed me.
With one swift movement, she tore off his skirt, exposing his massive cock. To my shock, the garment vanished in a puff of smoke. Only then did I remember that his clothes and weapons were part of the illusion he created. Otherwise, he was always naked. Had they not somehow managed to shut down his powers, he would have been able to immediately create a new one.
My heart constricted for him, and a wave of guilt crashed over me. It was my fault that he found himself in this predicament. I had to find a way to free him.
The Oracle settled her left hand on his bare chest and gently caressed a path down his muscular abs before wrapping her hand around his limp cock.
“I cannot wait to ride that delicious cock of yours,” the Oracle said, her impatience audible.
I instinctively emitted an angry growl that she would dare touch what was mine, and a strength I didn’t even realize I possessed swelled within me. For a brief instant, it allowed me to overcome the unbearable weight the mage collar had imposed on my limbs. I tugged hard enough on my shackles that I actually thought they would snap free. An intense heat radiated around my collar, followed by a painful electric zap that instantly felt as if an elephant had been settled on my shoulders, crushing me back into submission.
Simultaneously, Lyall shouted in rage, and like I had done, he attempted to lunge at her, only to be stopped by his shackles. The invisible runes on it came to life, and he grunted, teeth clenched from pain. The shackles likely punished him.
“Don’t hurt yourselves, my pretties,” she purred, glancing in turn at me then back at Lyall. “Elliot warned me to prepare for you. I didn’t truly believe my Eleni could bring one such as you to my hall. Am I ever glad I chose to heed his words. He will be properly rewarded. But fear not, my beautiful beast. You will still get to fuck her. Or rather, you’ll get to fuckmein her vessel.”
Lyall lunged at her again, this time with such force a fissure appeared at one of the corners of the altar. For a split second, I believed he was going to break free. The runes on the shackles glowed so brightly that they nearly blinded me before stuttering, as if they were overextending their powers to rein him in. However, that blossoming hope was instantly shattered as the four constructs standing at each corner of the altar brought down their fists with brutal force on his limbs, shattering his calves and forearms.
“No!” I shouted even as Lyall cried out in pain.
“Tsk, tsk, you naughty boy. I told you to behave,” the Oracle said with a mockingly reproving tone before glancing at me. “Calm, Daughter. He will regenerate.”
And he truly was. From where I stood, I could clearly see the sunken skin returning to its rightful place as the shattered bones underneath healed and regained their normal shape.
But the foul woman’s hand slowly stroking his cock had a murderous rage bubbling inside me. And deep, very deep within, the darkness I had devoted my entire life to keeping contained was clamoring to be set free. The violent images flashing through my mind’s eye terrified me. I wanted to unleash it on the thrice damned Oracle. But I couldn’t. If I did, I truly believed some unspeakable abomination would take me over, and I would be lost forever.
“Hmmm,” the Oracle purred before lasciviously licking her lips. “I doubt I’ll be able to let go of such a magnificent cock. It seems like I will have to keep you in my harem.”
Her hand still stroking his penis—which thankfully remained limp as he stared at her with disgust and fury—the foul woman leaned forward towards his face, as if to kiss him. As soon as she grew close enough, Lyall spat in her face. She straightened and stumbled a couple of steps back. Despite the mask hiding the upper half of her face, her outrage and searing rage was unmistakable, if only by the angry way she bared her teeth.
“You dare!” she shouted.
The Oracle backhanded him with such force I feared she might break his neck or shatter his cheekbone. Lyall absorbed that powerful blow without blinking. His eyes glowed a vicious red, even as a large gash appeared on his cheek, caused by the ring on her finger. Fangs bared, he emitted a steady growl while staring at her with pure hatred.
“You will pay for this disrespect,” she hissed, her cold voice sending a chill down my spine. “And I’m going to enjoy every minute of it. You seem to be the jealous and possessive type. I’ll make sure you enjoy watching your little Eleni full of demon cocks.”
Lyall didn’t respond, but his lightning-shaped streaks flared again. His face constricted with pain, and the Oracle shook her head with amusement.
“It seems like someone isn’t too smart,” she taunted. “Or are you into pain that you keep using your abilities despite the Manacles? But fear not, my pet. I enjoy inflicting it and will see you sated. See how nicely you’re healing, I’ll make sure to make the fun last.”
