A: Teaching A Lesson; Punishing The Naughty

Casting Pass Without A Trace, I entered Miranda’s room to find the teenage girl taking a puff on the hand rolled joint and blowing the smoke into the mouth of the bluish skinned sylph-adjinn boy which belonged to Zoe. The air aligned half-elemental **** used its powers to convert the stink of the intoxicating herb into crisp mountain air. It was a common trick which would have worked at concealing the potent smell from just about anyone, I, however, was not just anyone.

As I recorded the video and took some still photos of the smoke session, I watched the two human girls pass the joint between themselves and the anthro-lioness Rolnin had bought Miranda for her 5th birthday and named Taba. The two purhume girls and the anthro were passing the joint between one another as equals. I was quite surprised. Rolnin would have been quite furious.

“I am just saying that since you ARE going for Fordhart, then you really should at least try to take the sorcery test. They have the best magic program on this side of The Hadrak Range. You have to go to Tianshan or Hexvarn to find a better program for spell casting.” Zoe said. The girl was sitting in such a way that I could clearly see the belly ring she wore. Rolnin’s memories informed me that the enchanted gem the nineteen year old wore was called a Xenaria, or more colloquially a slut-ring. It acted not only as a contraceptive, but also collected libidinous energies in a similar manner to my own light reservoir. Rolnin’s denomination believed that such devices were improper for purhumes with any sense of dignity and self respect.

“I am not sure I am going to Fordhart.” Miranda said. “It is really competitive. Just because my lord is a student does not mean…”

“Your lord is the fricken 2nd prince of Canadshu. He had more money than the king of Texas. His father has an army. A literal army, with mechas and shrikes. They grow resurrection oranges for Arthor’s sake. If he asks for them to let you in, they are not going to say no.” Zoe said as she handed the joint to Taba.

The naked anthro lioness’s tail jingled as it swished. “She is right, Mira.” The anthro **** addressing her owner by her nickname would have made Rolnin go completely ballistic. The real Rolnin would have been unable to stop himself from flogging the anthro to within an inch of her life before selling the uppity beast to an abusement park. I just smiled and continued to listen with fascination. “Rolnin has always had a soft spot for you. You just ask him with that baby-doll voice of yours ‘pwease, pwease, my magnificent lowd, it would make me so so happwee.’ He will soften right up and you can wrap him around your finger.” The cat-woman said with a grin. Miranda blushed and buried her face in a pillow as she laughed.

“You could alway suck his dick, purhume, darklin, dwarf, elf, does not matter. Ssuck a guy’s dick and he will do whatever you want.” Zoe said with a mischievous grin.

“EEEEEWWWWW! That is disgusting.” Miranda said.

“What? Really? He looks pretty hot in those portraits.” Zoe said.

“It's not that.” Miranda said. “It's like. He watched me grow up, he helped raise me. He taught me how to ride an alicorn and how to load and shoot a hexcaster. Sleeping with lord Rolnin,” Miranda made a face of revulsion. “it would be like sleeping with my dad, you know? I have known him my entire life. It would just be.”

“Really weird.” Taba said.

“And gross.” Miranda added.

“Also, isn’t he like, a super ultra-retributor?” The sylph asked. “Does he know that you are a sympathist?” The sylph asked.

“Arthor’s sack no! Are you kidding, he would be furious. I do not know which would enrage him more, smoking this or the fact that Taba has not danced on her prayer rug in over three years.” Miranda said, smiling at her **** then turning and giving Zoe a look of gratitude. “I have you to thank for that.” Miranda said, blowing the smoke not into the sylph’s mouth but into the other purhume’s as the pair kissed.

“You are welcome.” Zoe said. The pair exchanged a few more kisses. At which point I decided it was time for the girls to face the music.

I dropped my magical obfuscation and allowed the girls to see that I was recording them with joint in hand. The sylph noticed me first. “Oh shit.” The blue skinned boy said.

Zoe screamed and Miranda looked up in shock and horror. All the blood had drained out of the teenager’s face as she realized that Rolnin had heard everything.

“My lord. Please. Please. I am sorry. I am so so sorry. Please. Please Please!” The girl got down on the ground and crawled over to my feet and started kissing my boots. “My lord. My lord. I fucked up.” The girl started crying.

“On your feet, Miranda.” I commanded. “And you.” I said to Zoe. “Stand up.” I turned my attention to Taba. “As your owner’s lawful lord, you are bound by the **** codes to answer my questions truthfully.” I reminded the anthro-cat. Rolnin knew that the **** would do her best to protect her mistress, I hoped that by reminding her that the magical bindings made such efforts ultimately futile that it would save the lioness from unnecessary suffering. “Show me all the contraband in this room. Gather it all up and put it in a pile for me to see.”

“Yes, Most mighty and exalted Master.” Taba said. Reluctantly the **** presented me with not only a bag of devil’s grass, but a bag of pixie dust, some crystalized engrams, and a six pack of liquid courage, and that was just the ****. Taba also presented me with some banned magazines. The Liberator had the look of a glossy, high production magazine. It was also published by the integrationists and was banned across most Alliance jurisdictions, including this one. Regardless of the local ordinances, Alliance jurisprudence is quite clear that an elf-lord has the right to control the speech of their purhume subjects, both what they can say and to what they can listen or read.

“Is that all of it?” I asked.

“Zoe is concealing a vial of Pure Bliss in her underwear.” Taba said.

“You bitch.” Zoe snapped angrily at the lioness.

“Silence.” I commanded. “Both of you, strip.”

“What?!?” Zoe said.

“My Lord?” Miranda asked confused and incredulously.

“You heard me. I am going to make sure that neither of you is concealing anything from me. You have lost my trust and now I need to make sure that I have found all the sinful materials you have smuggled into my home. So both of you will remove your clothes and prepare to be inspected.” I did not need to say ‘like a pair of **** whores.’ I could see that both girls were thinking it.

Both girls were wearing crop tops and daisy dukes. Zoe’s shirt had the logo of the Telsasoft Corporation while Miranda was wearing the crest of the Canadshu. Zoe smiled while Miranda looked scared and very uncomfortable. Zoe made a show of removing her top and spun around and bent over to take her bottoms off. Sure enough, a glowing vial of the very potent narcotic was sitting inside the girl’s underwear. “Hands behind your heads, both of you.” I said.

Having been on the receiving end of a prison inspection, I knew the embarrassment and discomfort of having someone looking inside of your mouth and asshole. I do not know what having my vagina checked is like for obvious reasons, but it cannot be that different from having someone manhandling your ballsack. Needless to say the girls were exceedingly uncomfortable and looked as if they were feeling particularly ****. “Do you both have any idea what kind of prison sentence you are both looking at? At least twenty five years in a breeding camp.” That got their attention.

“My lord…” Miranda started to say but I raised my finger to silence her.

“Not only that. You realize that if I report this, I will have **** but to dismiss your parents and brother with a black mark. Steven and Katrina will have to kiss their military careers goodbye. Did it ever occur to you that your recklessness could have consequences for those around you. How do you expect your father to find another job at his age?”

“My lord. Please don’t call the inquirerers, I will do anything.” Miranda said.

Words can have power. Some words have more power than others. ‘I will do anything’ is a very powerful phrase. One which in this world is highly charged with motonic energies. Miranda knew that Rolnin had devices that could harness such words of power and transform them into potent enchantments. Miranda was saying that to keep this quiet, she was willing to put her very soul up to bargain. I saw the charged phrase floating in the air, its power dissipating. Were I the original Rolnin I would have lacked the skills to take advantage of the phrase floating in the air using my own spell crafting abilities. As an isekaidjinn, transforming Miranda’s phrase into a functional geas was casually easy.

“Are you sure about that?” I asked Miranda.

“Yes, My lord. To protect my family from the consequences of my mistake. I will do anything.” The words flared with magical energy quite visible to anyone who can see in spellwaves.

“And you?” I asked Zoe. “What are you willing to do to keep this little matter between us?” I asked Zoe as I toyed with her slut-ring.

“Anything.” She said with a lustful gaze. “I will do anything. My lord.” With those words and my will, I bound the teens to my will.

At that moment, both girls felt a sudden burning sensation on their ankles. A tiny glyph appeared on the insides of the girl’s right foot. “Very well.” I said. “Do not think that just because I am not calling the authorities does not mean that you are off the hook. Both of you need to be punished.” I told them.

“Yes, my lord.” Miranda said. I could tell that Miranda was confused as to how Rolnin had placed the enchantment on her without so much as an oath scroll or binding ring. I did not plan to give the girl the opportunity to contemplate the irregularities of her situation.

“Punished how, My lord?” Zoe asked.

“You slut. You are going to be my test subject.” I said still wearing Rolnin’s face. I reached up and grabbed an earring and removed it from my ear. Pretending that the earring was a summoning item and using my time fruit, I dropped my Rolnin-visage and revealed my true form to the girls as I summoned the pseudo-Rolnin emanation.

“You.” the pseudo-Rolnin said to Zoe. “Are going to fuck my new sex demon. If your Xenaria hold up to his seed, then I will destroy the pictures, release both of you from your geas, and buy you a **** of your choice at the market tomorrow.” This made the girl smile. Zoe could not imagine the enchantment failing. Rolnin turned his attention to Miranda. The girl’s skin was covered in goosebumps as she tried to cover herself. Rolnin sat down on the bed and beckoned for the purhume girl to sit in his lap.

As the pseudo-Rolnin was having a heart to heart with his serf, I focused my attention on the slut. Zoe looked up at me with trepidation. The girl stepped back as I reached forward and caressed her cheek with my finger. Zoe felt a surge of pleasure which made the space between her legs grow moist. From the space between my legs sprouted several light tentacles which encircled the girl’s thighs and slithered up to tease her vulva as I pulled her legs further apart. Using my tentacles to support her back I let Zoe sit back as I formed my tendrils into stirrups. The girl wrapped her fingers around the back of my neck and started kissing me. Her eyes closed, Zoe never saw the cosmic cock engorge itself. She was taken completely by surprise as the shaft engorged with The Primordial Energies of The Source of All Creation filled her from labia to cervix. The teenage girl sank her fingernails into my bronze skin and let out the most adorable sound of pain and pleasure as the xenaria piercing her navel overloaded and turned to ash.

The thing with my emanations is that while I am not controlling them in real time like puppets, they are doing what I want them to do as if I were controlling them. On top of that. I am able to take the memories from my emanations and incorporate them into my core, allowing me to remember what the emanations did and felt as if they were my own memories. So, while I was not experiencing pseudo-Rolnin stream of consciousness in real time. I can remember what he said and felt as if they were my own memories.

As I was shagging the slut Zoe and making the point to her that abstinence is the only 100% effective way to prevent pregnancy, psuedo-Rolnin was rubbing Miranda’s shoulders. “You have grown into quite the lovely young woman, Mira.” Rolnin said.

“Thank you, My Lord.” The teenager said trying not to make eye contact with the man she had always seen as a second father. Miranda squeezed her eyes closed and tried not to scream or cry as her elf lord licked her ear and cheek and grew engorged.

The sounds of Zoe crying out amidst throes of passion feeling her butthole getting lubed up with my healing goo **** Rolnin to speak up when he said. “Regardless, you have been a naughty girl. So to begin your penitence, we are going to start with a spanking.” Rolnin gently but firmly repositioned Miranda to lie across his lap. The elf lord caressed the teenager’s ample ass cheek before giving it a playful SLAP which caused Miranda to YELP. After the first one, Rolnin turned up the intensity. “Say you are sorry for being a naughty girl.” Rolnin commanded before giving Mira a severe SLAP

“Ahhh! I am sorry for being a naughty girl, My Lord.” Miranda said as her tears began to roll.

“Are you sorry for putting your family in danger?” SLAP.

“Yes Lord! I never wanted to hurt them!” Miranda said, unable to hold back her sobs.

“I know sweetie.” Rolnin said as he caressed her rear. “Now, what is all this about you being a sympathist?” Miranda’s body grew taught as she began to hyperventilate. She was about to have a panic attack when I sat her up and gave the young naked girl a hug. “Shhh. It is alright. You are not in trouble. I am not mad.” Rolnin said.

“You’re not?” Miranda said incredulously. “My lord, I do not understand. I thought…”

“If I had found out about this yesterday.” Rolnin began “You would be on your way to a mind cleansing camp, and your parents would be demoted to the stables. But.” Rolnin looked deeply into the eyes of the **** young serf-girl and gave the teenager a sweet and gentle kiss.

Miranda let out a soft moan as she received her first kiss from the last man she had expected. “But this evening has taken some rather strange turns.” Rolnin gently kissed his serf-girl a few more times, the girl felt her lord’s hands caressing her back and playing with her tits. “Now lie back and prepare yourself for plowing” Rolnin commanded.

Miranda’s eyes went wide. “Yes. Lord.” She said doing as she was told by the man who had raised her from birth to think of as someone of absolute authority. Miranda laid back and watched as Rolnin got naked. She had expected for her lord’s penis to match the one depicted in all of the nude statues she had helped her mother clean for as long as she could remember. Even at full arousal, the real Rolnin had a diminutive package, something common among most elf men. So Miranda was shocked and quite pleasantly surprised to see that I had given pseudo-Rolnin a proper footlong shlong with no dearth of girth. Miranda looked on excitedly, her bosom heaved as she breathed. As Rolnin crawled into bed and ran his hand over Miranda's hip and thigh, the nineteen year old sat up and began to kiss the one hundred forty two year old she was oathsworn to serve and geased into absolute obedience while her hand worked his shaft. At first Miranda was afraid to touch the mass of man meat. But once she grew accustomed to its pulsating warmth. The nineteen year old girl began to stroke her lord’s cock with enthusiasm.

“Taba.” Rolnin said and gestured for the anthro to join the elf and human in bed. The lioness crawled up to her owner and began to kiss Miranda before Miranda began to kiss Rolnin. Taba and Rolnin helped Miranda to lie down and open her legs. Taba lay by her owner’s side, caressing and licking the teenage girl as the biggest cock she had ever seen stretched her as it pushed its way into her tight virgin pussy.

“Ohlordohlordfuckmelordfuckyesfuckyesmylord.” Miranda cried out as her sweat slick body clung onto the big dicked elf lord from Canadshu.

Though my emanations could get someone pregnant if I wanted him to, at that moment pseudo-Rolnin was shooting blanks. The same could not be said for myself. I was pounding away at Zoe’s pussy getting myself close to full charge. Human wombs are capable of handling significantly greater amounts of primordial energies then elf wombs. Zoe’s children would be powerful bi-morphs capable of shifting between their humanoid forms and their bestial war forms. The twins would be capable warriors and powerful sorcerers. I reached out with two of my tentacles and grabbed the sylph by the throat with one of the appendages while I **** the second up the ****’s rear. As I discharged my energies, the boy opened his mouth to let out a cried of ecstatic joy, particles of light drifted up from his lips as he projectile ejaculated. The blue jism arced through the air and landed on Zoe’s face. The girl hardly noticed. Zoe’s whole being was filled with the cosmic forces of creation. As my seed began the process of growing within her, Zoe felt a state of pure bliss far more powerful than any alchemical narcotic could imitate.

I carried Zoe over towards Mira’s bed and placed the girl down with her friend. The two girls reached out and held hands as they looked at one another with post-coital bliss. Rolnin got to his feet and put his clothes back on. Using the time fruit, I once more assumed Rolnin’s guise and banished the pseudo-Rolnin back to the emanation reservoir while making it appear as if Rolnin had rebound his pet sex demon into his earring. “Tomorrow morning, we are going to have a discussion about house rules.” I said as I took the half smoked joint of devil grass and took a deep hit before passing the joint back to Miranda and walking back into the hallway.