In the search of Orichalcum 1 – The Shelter

It takes Uklag a few days before he finds something interesting. After leaving he has wandered west, planning the circumventing the mountain. He eats whatever he can find and sleeps in the many caves of the landscape. “Another one empty.” He sighs and walks out of the shallow cave he had just searched through.

He walks over to the next one, barely hidden by a few trees. On his entrance he kicks a pebble out of pure boredom and is surprised to find a person where it lands. “Wh-who are y-y-you?” A nervous man asks as he points a sharpened stick into Uklag’s direction. The person attached to the stick is small, has dark hair and a very shaky body language. “Relax. I don’t want to kill you.” Uklag says. “I am Uklag, a mage – no warlock is more fitting at this point - that has taken hold of a cave about half a day’s march from here. Who would you be?”

The man isn’t lowering his weapon, as Uklag’s eyes slowly get used to the darkness he makes out about twenty more man in the cave behind the speaker. “I am Glenn. L-l-leader of th-his shelter.” “And what is it you do here?” Uklag asks and takes a few steps further in. “Stay where you are!” Glenn threatens him with the stick, needless to say that it doesn’t work. A small bit of electricity and the stick falls from the nervous man’s hands and is quickly incinerated by a fireball.

“I will be asking the questions here.” Uklag says and looks into the afraid Glenn’s eyes. “What do you do here?” “We have run away from our Mistresses.” The warlock smiles, “And you hide here?” he walks around the cave, improvised beds and room curtains made of long leather strands give the feeling that they have been here or a while. “Yes. Please we just want to live in peace.”

Uklag turns back to Glenn, who is rubbing his hands nervously in an attempt to get rid of the numb feeling in them. “And then?” he asks. “What do you mean by that?” Glenn looks confused. “I leave, you continue to live here and then you die one day. Is that all you want to achieve? I would like to propose a deal.”

Glenn looks at his people and a few of them nod. “What would that deal be?” he asks. “I lend you a few of my women, in return you help me find a black and green metal. It should be somewhere in these caves.” The men shift around, most of them hadn’t felt a woman’s touch in their lifetime but the stories that were told... “I would allow you to use them however you see fit, well besides violence or murder of course.”

The shifting changes into excited whispers and Glenn gulps under the pressure of a decision-maker. “And all you need in return is us helping you to find that metal?” Uklag nods, “I want to make further arrangements later but for now that will suffice.” “Then we accept. Will you lead us to your cave?”

“Base.” Uklag corrects them, “And yes, follow me.” The sun is settling by the time the party reaches Uklag’s base. “Welcome back, Master Uklag.” Zal, who is running around with his two favourites, the only two slaves allowed to wear a basic servant’s outfit, greets him.

“Hello, Zal. Can you guide these men into the baths please? Where are my wives and Catherine?” “Of course Master. The mistresses are currently in the servant’s quarter. Your apprentice Catherine is residing in the library.” Uklag sends the men off with Zal and goes to the servant’s quarters, where the twins are currently teasing the hell out of Droy as Celine has to watch while sitting on her knees. “Having fun?” Uklag asks, Aelana grins, “Very much so. Welcome back.”

“They have let Celine watch as they fucked me the past two days, at this point I’m not even sure if she can still think.” Droy says. The fact that Celine still hasn’t noticed him underlines that theory. “I will free you then, Al, An I need you and all the pleasure slaves in the baths, we have fresh meat so to say.”

The twins look very happy at the notion. “We will be there shortly, Master Uklag.” Analea says and the twins get up. “Droy, you can touch Celine again.” Two very thankful sighs and when the door closes behind the trio, the couple has already begun to go at each other.

“I will get Catherine from the library, see you in the baths.” Uklag says and walks into a different direction. Bend over a book in the unnatural glowing of the magical lamps, Catherine studies the words written in it in her usual look. “Hello there.” Catherine winces and turns around. “Oh, welcome back, Master, did you already find the Orichalcum?”

“No, just struck a deal with some locals, join me in the baths I need someone to fuck as the spectacle goes down.” Catherine is torn between wanting to read more and the desire of flesh. In the end she nods enthusiastically. “If you wish for that, Master.”

Minutes later Uklag descends into the tub at the top and looks down, the bath is filled around halfway by the twenty men that take up several of the tubs all over. Catherine follows him, attracting the hungry eyes of the men on the way. “That is my apprentice, if you touch her against her will you are dead.” Uklag says as a few men start to climb out of their tubs. They hastily get back in.

Catherine’s red lips are curved into a smile as she lowers herself into the tub, she had taken off the lipstick on one of the small tubs in the lower levels. “Men, I give you this bath because you were as dirty as dirt itself and by no means will I let you touch even my slaves in that condition. But now that you have been rinsed off, An Al, enter the goods.”

The men let out shouts as the succubus enter. Analea has disguised herself as some angelic looking white-haired woman, still showing of her demonic features, while Aelana walks in as her usual self. “Come on girls, you get to have a lot of sex today.” The redhead shouts and the five slaves enter. “You can do whatever you want with the humans, but if you want to touch my demonic wives you better be prepared for some nasty, and very pleasurable, surprises.” The women spread over the tubs and soon moans of both sexes fill the room. To no one’s surprise the twins find quick work as well, desiring a succubus is natural after all.

“So this is what you had planned?” Catherine asks as Uklag pulls her into his lap. “Planned? No, I just noticed how much they stunk on the way back.” He kisses his apprentices left nipple. “Mhm, and now you will use them to search the Orichalcum for you. Does that mean you will stay?” Uklag gets his dick aligned with Catherine’s pussy. “No, when there is one group of people around there may be more. I have ignored the neighbours for too long anyway.” Slowly Catherine descends herself, Uklag’s hands on her ass, until she has completely impaled herself on his cock.

They start fucking and from the moans that echo up, the twins have done so as well. A couple of minutes in Catherine is looking at her Master with eyes slightly shrouded by lust, “Don’t you aaaahh, have to give, mhhm, Aelana permission?” she asks. “Even curious during sex, that’s my apprentice.” Uklag says with a chuckle, “I already did that when I told her to wait outside.”

Moans leave Catherine’s mouth in short surges, over and over she impales herself on her Master as Uklag fucks her from below. Waves ripple through the water in response to their motions and Catherine moans as Uklag starts licking her nipples again, embracing his head. “Oh yes, Master.” She whispers sultry. Uklag is about ready to burst and with a last few thrusts he sends Catherine over the edge before letting go of the resolve that had kept him going and unloading inside her.

They bask in the afterglow for a bit before Uklag pulls his hands back and Catherine sits down beside him again. “So you are leaving again tomorrow?” Catherina asks and looks at the debauchery downstairs with great interest. Many men have already tapped out, unused to the pleasures of flesh. “Yes, I will sleep in my room tonight and leave by the morning. Can you forward a massage to Droy and Zal for me?”

Catherine nods. “I assume some of the men will want to stay or try to join us in the coming weeks, tell them to only accept the ones they deem worthy. The rest are to be sent away.” “What about Alratha? Shouldn’t she have new recruits as well?” Uklag shakes his head and smiles broadly, “If I build a broader assassin unit I want more sexy women, they just look better clad in black leather.” Catherine sighs, “If you say so.”

“I do. Now for the men.” Uklag looks into the lower levels again. “Think you can keep your end of the bargain?” He shouts at Glenn, who gives him a nervous smile and a thumbs up as one of the slaves rides him. “Very good, my First-Servant Zal is waiting outside he will show you where you can sleep.”

“Everything is in order. Let’s retreat to my quarters I want to enjoy what I can while I am here.” And that they do, over the course of the night the twins join them in the fun time.