The First Ringmaster

“...the first Ringmaster.”

I stared at the woman, mouth agape. It was only after she said that that I became acutely aware of something missing. I looked down at my hand and noticed it barren, the Reality Ring gone from where it sat.

“Again, do not be alarmed,” Seqora said, standing up and approaching me. She was taller than me, and much larger than even Danna. If she wasn’t DD, then she was absolutely an E cup. Still, even with those large funbags, she walked without an issue. They swayed back and forth with each stride almost hypnotically.

“Where is this place? You’re a Ringmaster?” I asked, feeling slightly more relaxed.

“Yes, I am the first Ringmaster,” Seqora said, placing her hands on my shoulders. Instantly, I felt a glowing warmth course through my body. My muscles untensed and I sat down on the edge of the fountain. “And you, my dear, are the current Ringmaster, correct?”

“Yes, that is correct,” I said with a gentle nod.

Seqora breathed a sigh of relief. “I am relieved to hear that. Lately I have been catching glimpses of the current Ringmaster, but they never quite took form. Sometimes, it appeared as a man taking charge with the ring, other times, it was a tall woman enjoying the ring. Ever so often, the glimpses took the shape of a woman who needed some more sunlight, and, then there was you. Occasionally, I had visions of you, and now, here you are.”

“Where is here?” I asked again, looking around. I already had an idea, but I needed confirmation.

“These are the Halls of the Ringmasters,” Seqora said, making a wide gesture to the castle. “This is where all previous Ringmasters live after they’ve passed on from the mortal world. Only those who are strong enough with the ring are able to come here. You are one such being.”

“All the previous Ringmasters?” I asked, looking around. This castle was filled with knowledge and history, as well as a strong permeation of sexual energy. There were so many questions that I had that I was beginning to feel overwhelmed. “How many have there been?”

“Counting you, there have been 609 Ringmasters,” Seqora said, before her eyes turned somber.

“What’s wrong, SeqoraaaaaaAAAA!” As I stood up to try and comfort her, my leg phased through the floor, causing me to fall forward. “Ah! What’s going on!?”

“Calm down, little one,” Seqora said as she rested her hand on my shoulder again. “It seems our time here is more fleeting than I thought. You are…”