Onwards towards the mountains!

You look around the village and think to yourself as you watch your men that they might be a bit upset by you ordering them to leave, but you have to. The last kill was before the ****-chance was and even if not you guess to yourself that the killing will not be announced to you (truth is the typist isn't so sure if he should announce it or not). With that in mind you send to Robert "Get done with it, kill whoever you are not going to use anymore and fill the bitches and sissys." Then you get an Idea. "Throw the priest bound into the burning temple let him be close to his godess one last time" it gives you a slight grin to think off that. Sure enough you soon hear the screams that confirm that your orders are carried out. You don't have to look to know what your men are doing.

You make your way over to your two slaves who are sitting while kissing next to an passed out, cumdrenched, coverd in female juices and salvia, Cec. Her face is a complete mess of the liquids and tearstains. She is nude except for the rope binding her arms to her body and her hands behind the back. The rope also pushes up her tits quite nicely. You need to compliment your girls on their job with the cumdump, but from the blissfull look on both their faces you see that a compliment could do little more than the gift you made them by telling them to use the healeress as they pleased. Once again you ponder the power your Corruption has on them. As you reach them you tell them once again "Stand up, sluts!" They stop touching eachother and follow your order immedieatly. Standing before you are now two naked and sweaty young girls, you feel yourself getting hard again, but you won't act on your impulses now. (Also I never said the shade wears anything, so everyone sees his dick, all the time, like everytime, like while fighting, when showering, well you get what I want to tell you I guess). You order both of them to get dressed again and turn around so you don't get too distracted. You walk away while you see two soldiers piling up the armor and wepons of the killed enemy fighters (the NPCs of course, the other dissapeard). They look at you and salute before saying "No new gear for us I guess, they have the same weapons as we, I should feel bad about killing them but I really don't, master. Thanks for the bitches, though." With that they carry on, looking for anything usefull. You look back at your two now clothed slaves, who share one last long kiss when they realize you are watching and then they start collecting their weapons or arrows in case of Rachel. The last members of your host start closing their pants, while their comrades slit the throats of the villagers they were using before. (is this still within the realms of 'reasonable' ****? I don't know if you ever could call genocide 'reasonable', well sucks to be me I guess)

You make fancy handgestures to get your army moving. Two soldiers are holding the rope of one of the twins, while Barbara throws Cec over her shoulder and carries her this way. You really have to think about what to do with her but right now you want to have fun with her some more in this way soon.

//We will visit Rachels mind once again, bc I actually don't know what else to write till the next heromeeting/mindcontrolling/rapeing/scissoring - oh shit I told too much...

I was screaming at the top of my lungs to the three heroes that they should run, but of course nobody heard me, the power of the corruption is to strong. My other half looks at me from across the empty void, also at the newcommer. She was here longer but she hid. She looks very familiar to me, but a bit younger and a bit more, well more scared. I tried to ask her who she is. "I am I and I am also I" interrupted me the other me while pointing at each of us. I mean I can think of what it means, but I don't want to believe it. It would mean the rumors are true and that would shatter our world, and also I mean if its true than who am I, am I or am I not I? I am I.
Master tells me who I am, and what I am.
No, he is not my master, stop saying that.
Master is master and I am only a lowly cumslut, destind to be filled with his seed at one point and to one day bear his shadowchildren.
No, never I will find a way to stop him, I am
I am cumdump
No I am
Cumdump
"No", tears are streaming down my face in the void - not in the real world there I am smiling like an idiot
Not like an Idiot, like a happy blissfull cocksuckbitch that I am
No I am not
I am a
we both are interrupted by a meek voice in the void its the third girl who says "I don't even know where I am" before she starts crying
What?
Cumslut
Seriously?

//so as with last time this was to be intended to be confusing but I think I teased a little where I want to go with this story in the long run, I guess, it all depends if the gods let me go there with it