Chapter 9 - In the Realm
Soon I heard the unmistakable sounds of the container lid being unscrewed, and
my heat almost leapt into my mouth with fright. The heavy lid was lifted clear,
and our bizarrely bound bodies were flooded with brilliant sunlight. I
immediately became aware of a rich, almost overbearing aroma of naked sexuality,
and, before I knew it, my cock was erect, and literally throbbed in lust. My
brain sought to control my feelings of wanton lechery, but was unable to even
minutely lessen my reaction to the exotic, aphrodisiacal fragrance the Master
exuded. I could see that sow suffered the same uncontrollable reaction to the
erotic scent. Her cunt split was drenched, and the erect spike of her throbbing
girl prick had completely escaped its protective sheath.
I saw the head and shoulders of the bizarre Master hovering over the container.
He reached into the interior and loosened sow's bonds, then lifted her
voluptuous nudity bodily from the container and, I presumed, deposited her on
the ground outside. The Master then reached down into the box, and freed me of
my own bonds, including unstrapping the base of my raging erection, which then
snapped up against my belly with such force that its moist, flaring head,
already leaking pre-cum, audibly slapped into my smooth skin. The Master then,
effortlessly, lifted me out of the box, and deposited me, next to the kneeling
sow.
I got the shock of my life when I saw the Master. His tall, muscular body was
dressed in sheer latex rubber, a shirt, and matching trousers, with highly
polished leather riding boots on his feet. What had shocked me to my core was
the fact that his open crotch had no prick hanging from it. It was completely
bare. But, hanging from the front, and near the top of each of his thighs was a
set of male genitalia, the cocks, even though limp, were long and thick, with
large glans, and the balls at base of each were large and round. I could not
believe my eyes. I had never seen anything like this before, all I could do was
just stared, in awe at his twin cocks, with my own throbbing with depraved lust,
its pre-cum by now literally flowing down the pulsating stem, and my balls
swollen and aching with desire. I could not tear my eyes away from them.
The bizarre dominant then put a weird collar around each of our necks. It was
made of some kind of metal, the like of which I had never seen before. When he
closed the collars he applied a kind of tool to the joins and, when he had
finished, there was no blemish what so ever in the surface of the metal, making
it abundantly clear that they were on us permanently. Each collar had four rings
actually moulded into its metal surface, two each on front and back, and the
others on either side. Once these collar were in place he clipped a thirty foot
long length of light chain to the rings in the front of each, then stood back,
and inspected us.
This was when I got my next shock. While gazing intently at the Master's
bizarre, dual pricks, and literally drooling with depraved lust, and my own
achingly stiff prick pulsating wildly in tune with the depths of my wanton
lewdness, without actually making a sound, the Master addressed us, and,
miraculously, we able to hear his words, as if they were audibly spoken:
"You have reached your destination slaves. I am Overlord Sextius, and your new
life now begins. From this point on you will answer, collectively to the name
slave pair twat-cock. Once within the confines of the realm you will be
connected by an invisible bond, which will never allow you to move more than ten
feet apart. From now on you will always communicate, on those occasions when it
is required of you, in perfect unison, as if you had become one being. On those
rare opportunities that you might enjoy when able to communicate between
yourselves, you will refer to each other simply as cock one, or twat one. To see
if you have understood what I have conveyed to you, you may introduce
yourselves." the Master concluded.
Sow and my mouths, already open, with drooling tongues hanging out obscenely,
tried to make sounds as we endeavoured to comply with the Master's command. "No!
No!" He snapped. "All communication within the realm is achieved through
telepathy. All you need to do is think your words, and they will be heard."
Then, once again with a sense of disbelief, both sow and I replied, in perfect
unison, and with identical words. I wondered, at a different level in my
subconscious, how it was possible for sow and I to form identical sentences
without prior agreement, but we did, as if by magic.
"I am the slave pair twat-cock. My lewd pounding prick and hot drooling cunt
split throb in depraved ecstasy by being permitted to be in your presence,
Overlord Sextius!" We mentally cried with wave after wave of pure, unadulterated
wanton depravity flowing through our incredibly aroused bodies. "Good, now we
will enter the realm slave pair twat-cock, and you will be presented to the God
and Goddess." Overlord Sextius said, and turned his back on us, and walked to
what I had, at first, believed was a horse, but on closer inspection, saw that
it was a mythical unicorn.
We struggled to our feet, while Overlord Sextius mounted his mythical steed.
Eerily, as soon as he got over about twenty feet away from us the indescribable
sexual arousal we had been subjected to waned, almost altogether. My prick
softened immediately, and soon flopped down until it hung limply between my
thighs. Sow's sex lips lost their swollen appearance, and no longer dripped with
her spicy cunt juices, and the teats capping her mighty tits softened, and
shrank to normality.
The Overlord Sextius nudged his mount into a slow trot. We ran along, dragged by
the chains that connected us to the Master. Sow's enormous tits bounced
vigorously, and my long limp prick flopped about, slapping against my rapidly
striding legs while we fought to keep up the gruelling pace set by the Master.
Suddenly Overlord Sextius, and his mount vanished. I was so surprised that I
almost stopped dead, but the chain attached to my collar snapped tight, and I
stumbled forward struggling to stop myself from falling. Within seconds we
passed through what appeared to be an invisible barrier. The scene that unfolded
now, filled me with awe and wonder.
The place where we had been when freed from our container had been in the midst
of a hot, humid, rain forrest. What met my gaze now was a paradise of rolling
hills, glorious trees, fields filled with lush crops of grains, vegetables, and
fruits of all varieties imaginable. Sprinkled about were figures tending to the
crops. As we got closer to some of these I was able to see that almost all were
male, and were entirely naked, except for leather sandals, and slave collars
similar to our own. Every now and then we came across a male dressed in rubber
costuming, similar to that worn by Overlord Sextius. These were overseers of
lesser rank, and were equipped with normal male genitalia.
When ever we came across an overseer Overlord Sextius would pull us his mount
and engage the man in mental conversation. The overseer, and any field slave
lucky enough to be close by, became affected by Overlord Sextius's aroma, their
pricks immediately snapping to raging erection, which were maintained until we
moved on. Off in the distance I had seen what appeared to be a magnificent,
pastel coloured palace. The magnificence of the building came into even sharper
focus, the closer we came to it. Soon we were trotting up a long, sandy surfaced
driveway that led up to the main entrance of the enchanted palace.
Overlord Sextius drew to a halt before the enormous double doors at the
entrance. A naked young slave ran out to hold his mount, the youth's prick
snapping to erection immediately he came within range of the Master's, erotic,
aphrodisiacal aroma. Sow and I were also soon acutely sexually aroused, and
shaking with lust when we arrived at the doors, and knelt before Overlord
Sextius. The slave took Overlord Sextius's mount away, his prick collapsing once
he had moved twenty or so feet from the awesome overseer's presence.
Almost as an afterthought Overlord Sextius summoned the slave back to us. The
youth tethered the unicorn and quickly rushed back, and knelt before his Lord.
His arching cock throbbed with lust, and his face wore a look of wanton
depravity, mixed with sheer terror. He didn't know, of course, whether he had
been summoned because he had somehow displeased the Master or not, and he waited
in shuddering anticipation on Overlord Sextius' pleasure.
"Stand, and spread, slave!" Overlord Sextius snapped. The youth hastily rose to
his feet and stood, spread legged as commanded, his smooth, muscled chest
panting heavily, and his lovely stiff prick pulsating with sexual arousal.
"Slave pair twat-cock, tongue relieve the slave, twat one to the nuts, cock one
to the prick, and share the slave's load between you." My achingly stiff cocked
throbbed with heightened desire, if that were possible, and I noted that sow's
teats were steel hard, and her cunt split was again swollen with arousal, and
glistening with the juices of her lust, its gorgeous girl prick fully extended,
and visible pulsating.
Before the silent echo of Overlord Sextius' command had even faded sow's long,
drooling tongue was wrapped around the young slave's balls, lapping and laving
at the delicate, smooth, hairless orbs with erotic sensuality. My own lewd
tongue had circled his pulsing shaft completely, and my slowly bobbing head drew
it up and down on the hot, hard sex pole with complete abandon. Each time my
tongue reached the tip of the lust soaked prick I joyously allowed it to wash
over the fat, perfectly shaped sex knob, and thrilled to my core with the
delicious flavour of raw male sexuality.
We worked on the young slave with consummate erotic skill, drawing his cock ever
closer to the moment when it would erupt in sheer ecstasy, and surrender the
juices of his balls in an explosion of carnal release. Such was our single
minded devotion to the youth's pleasure, this cataclysmic event was not too long
in coming. When I sensed that we had driven him to his peak I enclosed his
flaring prick tip in my hot wet mouth, and concentrated on stimulating it until
it could no longer stand the pleasure. The prick jerked wildly, and a torrent of
rich, creamy cock cream cascaded into my mouth. Conscious of the command to
share, I forced myself not to swallow, and soon my cheeks were ballooning
obscenely as my mouth filled to overflowing with musky male outpouring.
The slave's climax ended with him literally sobbing with pleasure. Sow forsook
her attention to his writhing balls, and used her bizarre tongue to squeeze the
length of his lust stalk, coaxing every last drop of his juice into my
impossibly full mouth. I pursed my lips strongly while allowing the cock head to
finally escape from my mouth, and sow immediately furled her tongue around it,
and diligently cleaned it of all remaining residues. We then glued our mouths
together, our incredible tongues duelling wantonly, while we savoured the
luscious flavours of the slave's rich cock cream joyfully, swallowing slowly to
ensure that we were able to cherish its debauched ambience to the fullest.
Once we had consumed all the juice sow drove her long tongue down my throat, and
sucked avidly for any that I had not yet managed to completely swallow. I
shivered in sheer concupiscence at this deliciously lascivious act, and flushed
with a tinge of jealousy that the lewd little slut had thought of it first. Our
mouths separated when we realised that all the slave's juice had gone, and we
resumed our kneeling postures before Overlord Sextius. He dismissed the slave
once again, and then approached the large, bizarrely ornate doors to the palace.
The doors themselves were a revelation in erotic design. On each one a nude male
slave was held in total body bondage in deep recesses cut into the wood next to
where the doors joined. The cocks of the captive slaves rose in powerful
erection as soon as Overlord Sextius approached, and he grasped one pounding
stalk in each hand, then swung the heavy doors open. Overlord Sextius strode
inside, with us crawling along behind him. The huge doors swung back into place
as soon as we were inside.
I found that we had entered a long hallway, lined on either side with sculptures
of highly erotic design between which were closed doors, all of the same,
bizarre design, although much smaller, as the main ones we had just entered
through. We proceeded down the hallway and, to my complete astonishment, I came
to realise that the sculptures were, in fact, made up of living slaves, caught
in a variety of highly erotic, and sometimes painfully stringent sexual bondage.
As we passed each one the cocks of the male slaves reared into pulsating
erection, and the cunt splits of the females flooded with ripe female sex juice.
The Master stopped at a particular door and swung it open. When we entered we
found ourselves in a roman style bathroom. Two young nude female slaves waited
for us, the peaks of their pert young tits hardening under the powerful
influence of Overlord Sextius and, of course, their hairless sex cracks seeping
with the moisture of extreme sexual arousal. "Slaves," Overlord Sextius silently
ordered, "Clean up slave pair twat-cock in readiness for their presentation to
Divine God Heroditas and Divine Goddess Aphrodisia." The overseer made as if to
leave, and then, almost as an afterthought, added, "Slave pair twat-cock, before
you start, tongue relieve the slaves, twat one the front, cock one the rear, and
share the fruits of your labours."
The overseer then strode from the room, his long limp cocks swaying wantonly
from the tops of his muscular thighs. The door swung shut, and one of the cute
slave girls projected, "Me first, me first. You went first last time!" Obviously
referring to the order of events when they had last been sexually serviced.
Their was no objection from her pretty, and identical companion, and sow and I
went to work. I slipped my face into the warm fleshy chasm between the
delightful girl's plump bottom cheeks, and sucked passionately at the rosebud of
her delicious anal ring with flushes of delightful humiliation coursing though
me.
Once I had thoroughly moistened her tight anal pout I thrust my wriggling tongue
through her sphincter, and drilled it deeply into her humid back passage. The
slave girl squealed in delight, but as much through the agency of sow's clever
tongue delving lasciviously into her drooling sex cleft, and teasingly
stimulating her pulsating girl prick, as from the attentions of my obscenely
buried lingual organ, I suspect. We worked tirelessly on the slave's pleasure
until her pussy erupted in ecstasy, and she fed sow a veritable flood of fresh,
spicy, twat juice.
The slave girl's companion, sensing that her sister slave had already cum,
roughly pushed her away, and took her place between our kneeling nudity. My face
slipped joyously into the split between that slave's identical, and sensuously
voluptuous arse cheeks, and repeated my adoring service to this, second,
delectable female arsehole, while sow sucked for the girl's sweet cunt cream. We
had soon brought this slave off, and again our mouths melded, and sow, somewhat
reluctantly I'm sure, allowed me to share the wanton benefits of her lustful
labours.
As soon as the slave girls surmised that our passionate kissing no longer had
anything to do with the sharing of their pussy offerings they drew us apart, and
led us to a large sunken marble pool, filled with scented, steaming waters. We
all entered the water, luxuriating in the sensual feel of the aromatic fluid on
our incredibly smooth skins. The slave girls went about their tasks of cleansing
our bodies of the dried sweat, and filmy dust caused by our recent run through
the realm behind Overlord Sextius' trotting steed.
Our bodies were soaped and rinsed over and over. Our long tresses were washed
thoroughly, and, in general, we were pampered like a pair of prized possessions
by our cute attendants. The pair of slave girls kept up a constant stream of
silent banter while they worked on us. The more outgoing of the two, when
cleaning my still achingly stiff prick commented playfully, "Next time the
Master commands you to service me in his presence, I'm going to beg him to allow
me to experience this," She projected, giving my throbbing stalk a strong
squeeze, "Up my wanton arse, rather than your tongue, cock one of slave pair
twat-cock!"
The two slave girls carefully dried us off after our bath, scented our smooth
skin, and brushed our long hair until it shone lustrously. They then made up our
faces in the manner of ancient temple harlots. Just as they were finishing my
prick sprang to erection and began to throb with excitement, heralding the
return of Overlord Sextius. Sow and I knelt before the overlord in a state of
acute arousal, and the two pert young slave girl's knelt, submissively, off to
one side, the teats capping their shapely tits hard, and moisture clearly
evident along the lengths of their hairless pussy clefts.
