Ahhh~... It's nice to have a little rest and a hot shower after a week-long GLORIASE! Sex.
The celebration lasted for another week after I left V. I didn't partake in the cock-trains, instead, I fucked them one by one. I had to since my kids and lovers kept coming to me, asking me to give them a child.
A mother's duty is never done.
"Hehehe~" I smiled as I remembered the expressions on their faces when I filled their wombs. But damn, satisfying thousands of horny daughters was a tough job.
My cock was raw.
My balls were empty.
My soul was at peace.
Oh, and my pussy too, I couldn't count the number of cocks I took in one go. It was truly a divine experience.
I was in my personal quarter in the temple, soaking in a pool big enough to drown a small army. The water was steaming hot, scented with lavender and something that smelled suspiciously like victory and pussy.
"Is it good, Mistress?" my sex slave Augusta asked, her hands expertly working the knots out of my shoulders.
"Hmm..." I leaned back, letting the water lap at my breasts, my silver hair floating around me like a halo. "It's perfect, my pet. You always know just what I need."
Augusta's hands were magic, strong and sure, kneading away the tension. Her red eye, the one that matched mine, caught my gaze.
"You're a goddess among slaves, Augusta. A true treasure."
"Thank you, Mistress." She blushed, a deep crimson that spread across her pale skin. "It's my honor to serve you."
I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. The water, the scent, the touch—it was pure bliss.
"Tell me, Augusta," I murmured, "did you enjoy the festivities?"
"Yes, Mistress." Her hands paused for a moment before continuing their work. "It was... intense. So many bodies, so much desire."
"Hehehe," I chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "Intense is an understatement. I think I broke a few records this time."
Augusta's laughter joined mine, a harmonious duet of satisfaction.
"You always do, Mistress. Your appetite is legendary."
I opened my eyes, looking at her with a mix of affection and hunger.
"And yours, my dear, is just as insatiable. Tell me, did you find someone to sate your needs?"
"I... I did, Mistress." Augusta's blush deepened.
"Oh? Do tell." I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips.
I know who she fucked. It was my little crazy fire wolf girl, Scarlett. That girl has been eyeing Augusta for a while now. I guess Augusta, being the goddess of fire, may have had something to do with it.
"Her name is Scarlett," Augusta confessed, her voice barely a whisper. "She's... passionate."
"I bet she is." I reached out and cupped Augusta's cheek. "And did she satisfy you?"
"More than I could have imagined, Mistress." Augusta's breath hitched, her single red eye dark with desire.
Of course, she did; they fucked like crazy, and at one point, they created a fire tornado that almost burned a few leaves from the world tree. I had to step in and seal them inside a barrier, or Arwen and Leaf would surely skin both of them alive for hurting the world tree.
"Good." I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. "Because it's time for our little plan to go into full swing."
Augusta shuddered at my words, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Are you ready, my slave?"
"Yes, Mistress." Augusta's voice was firm, her eye blazing with determination.
"Good." I pulled away, my expression serious. "How much time can you give me?"
Augusta closed her eye, her brow furrowed in concentration. After a few moments, she opened it again, her gaze clear and focused.
"I can give you six months, Mistress. At most," she said, her tone low and serious. "Any longer and he will start to suspect me."
Six months. Not much, but enough. It was a window of opportunity, and I had to make it count.
"That should be enough." I nodded.
"However," Augusta continued, her expression thoughtful, "I could squeeze another month or two using the loss of my colleague's life as an excuse to extend my mission."
"Ah!... you mean that blue-haired bitch." I smiled, recalling that little psycho with a smile on her face who enjoyed making others suffer. "What was her name again?"
"Ria. Her name is Ria." Augusta darkened, and her gaze dropped. "Mistress, speaking of Ria, could you please bring her back?"
"Sorry, but her fate is sealed." I shook my head; Augusta's request was not something I could grant. "Even if I wanted to, I can't. The gate already accepted her soul; there is no way for her to return."
"I... I see." Augusta flinched, her body tensing.
"Don't worry, my dear." I reached out and took her hand. "She is in a better place now... or at least a more interesting one."
".." Augusta just stared at me, not knowing how to reply.
"Hehehe... don't give me that look." I patted her hand. "You and I both know that she was lost the moment she dared to slay my friend's followers."
Augusta didn't deny it. She just sighed and resumed her massage, her hands working with renewed focus.
"I will do my best to serve you, Mistress," she said, her voice low and steady.
"I know you will." I leaned back, my eyes closed, savoring the warmth of the water and the strength of her touch.
The silence stretched for a few moments, broken only by the gentle lapping of the water and the soft rustling of the leaves outside.
"Hey!... stop that... it tickles." I giggled, my eyes snapping open as I felt something tickling my feet.
I looked down to see the only resident of this pool.
The small shark that ended up swallowing the second golden key that I sent to the outside world. The little guy was circling around my feet, bumping his snout against my toes like an overexcited puppy with too many teeth and zero brain cells.
"Oi—stop that, you slippery little bastard," I laughed, gently nudging him away with my heel. "You already swallowed one priceless lewd artifact. I'm not letting you nibble on my divine toes, too."
The shark blinked at me—somehow looking offended—then splashed its tail in my direction before darting off into the deeper end of the pool.
"He really likes you, Mistress." Augusta snorted.
"Obviously. Everyone does." I stretched lazily, arching just enough for my breasts to break the surface of the water. Steam curled around me like worshipful hands. "He should be grateful that I didn't gut him open for my key."
"He knows, Mistress." Augusta giggled. "He is just a playful little thing."
Yeah... yeah... I got a playful but horny little shark living in my pool.
Do you believe that he—I don't know its gender, so I'll just call it 'he'—likes to jump out of the water into the basin that contains my essence in the center of the pool, take a big sip before swimming back to the deep end with the most satisfied look on his face?
He is a truly shameless little thing. I love it.
Anyway, back to the important matters.
V returned to her mission yesterday. She took three days to learn how to control her new powers.
As for the Altar of Rebirth, after V drank from it, I moved it from the underground base to my temple, where I set up a special room for it. My kids and lovers would be able to drink from it in the future, and V would be able to select promising candidates from her Nightshades to undergo the transformation.
However, today I have an extremely important matter to attend to.
I spent five months in Augusta's dead world, and the time difference between her world and mine wasn't that big—just 11 or 12 minutes.
1 hour in her world equals around 1 hour and 12 minutes here in my land; it's almost the same.
The catch was that I spent five months, and with the time difference, that would be around six months.
And do you know what I did six months ago? What was I dying for six months ago?
THE DRAGON COCK!
Yes!... it is time! The dragon egg will be ready to hatch in the next two hours, and I'm going to be there when it does.
"I'm heading out," I shot upright in the water so fast Augusta yelped and grabbed my shoulders to keep me from splashing half the pool out of existence.
"M-Mistress?!" she blinked. "What happened?"
"My destiny," I announced dramatically, water cascading off my breasts like holy waterfalls. "My long-awaited, hard-earned, universe-blessed destiny… is about to be born."
"..." Augusta stared at me for a moment. Then her eye widened.
"With a huge cock attached," I winked.
"Oh." The blush hit her cheeks instantly. "Ohhhh!!"
"What should I name my dragon daughter?" I wondered as I dried myself with a flick of my wrist, my divine energy instantly wicking away every droplet. "Maybe something classic... Draconia? No, too on the nose. Ignis? No, that's a fire name. What about something that combines her dragon heritage with my divine blood?"
"Odraxia?... a bit too dark," I hummed. "Lyra?... no no no. I don't like that name."
"Valerius?... no, that's a boy's name... maybe I should give her a boy's name? I mean, she will have a dick." I tapped my chin. "No, no, no, I'll stick with a girly name."
"Seraphina?... too angelic, and reminds me of that holy pigeon."
"Ava?... too simple."
I was so deep in thought that I didn't even realize that Augusta was standing beside me, holding out a silk towel.
"Mistress, you have been standing there naked for five minutes muttering names to yourself," she said, her lips twitching.
"Hehehe... sorry about that," I chuckled, taking the robe from her. "I'm just excited."
"For the birth of your daughter or for her cock?"
"Both." I grinned, slipping into my sexy black bikini. "But mostly for the cock. I have been waiting for this for six months, Augusta. SIX. MONTHS. My pussy is doing cartwheels just thinking about it."