Astaria: Part 03 (Patreon)

Brandon woke in a sweat. His powerful pecs heaving as he gasped for air. He looked around and saw his Valiant 100 all brave men awake and staring at their new king. His 1st spoke to him.

“We heard you struggle but didn’t want to wake you for fear you were having a vision” 

Brandon let his legs drop off the side of the marble slab “I’m glad you didn’t rouse me”

He stood “We have a new enemy. I have seen him clearly and believe it to be true. He has stolen the light of Astaria and betrayed two of our brothers to eternal torment” 

His men looked confused. There were no traitors in Astaria. So great were the number of their enemies that Astaria prided themselves on their loyalty to each other. They were brothers. There was no recorded history of betrayal. His 1st spoke again. 

“Name the traitor. He defiles us all by his presence” 

The King stood, his chest and lats flared wide. His root stood firm and proud. He looked at his men and said “Justin” Many of the men shook their heads. One of the said. 

“I saw him immediately after the war with the Blood Hunters. He is one of the Valiant and should be here. We will bring him here and he must answer” 

The King shook his head “You cannot bring him. Only I can do this. He is too powerful. The light of Helios will be restored to us, if I defeat him” 

His bodyguards insisted on going with him, but Brandon raised his hand “He has twisted the light and joined it with a dark energy. None of you can protect me. Therefore, I must go alone”

Brandon’s cock started to leak at the thought of battle. He longed for a glorious death or victory on the field of battle. This was truly the greatest threat that the kingdom had ever faced. His name would go down in legend. His massive chest swelled with pride and beat his chest three times indicating he was going to war. Immediately his page ran out with oils and worked it into every muscle and crevice of the king and bound his balls with leather thong with a single gold thread laced threw it. The only indication he was King. He was handed his two swords and raised them above his head and struck them. 

“JUSTIN WILL PAY!”

Justin’s eyes opened but he wasn’t awake. He left his body and opened the portal to the Nameless City. Justin wore a black hooded cloak. His previous naked walks earned him strange hungry looks from the inhabitants, and he felt the rune stone was the only thing that warded them off. In his sleeve he carried that rune stone and fingered it often. The city was dense and filled with blind alley ways. He was headed to the great meat market of Zambe to see the latest crop of musclemen, when his rune stone began to vibrate. He pulled it out and saw that was glowing red. Justin took a fighting stance and looked around, but none of the vile forms around him seemed to notice him. Then he looked up at a sign over a shop. It had the same rune as his stone. He pointed his rune at the sign and the sign lit up red. Justin made his way for the door way and it opened. There was a long room and a fire off to the side and a hunched over creature facing the fire while writing something in the air. The sigil in the air would glow briefly and then flash and disappear. 

Justin walked cautiously toward the creature and lay the rune stone on a table. The creature stopped writing and turned towards the stone. Long clawed fingers grasped the stone. 

“AHH YOU HAVE RETURNED” 

Justin wasn’t sure if he was talking to the stone or him. The creature pocketed the rune and then turned to Justin. He had no face, but a large gleaming mouth of fangs. It smiled at Justin. 

“AND WELCOME JUSTIN. I HAVE BEEN EXPECTING YOU. I HAVE MUCH TO TEACH YOU. I KNOW YOU WERE GOING TO THE MARKET, BUT I HAVE A BETTER DESTINATION” 

He rose and was as tall as Justin though hunched over. He opened his palm and recited words that Justin didn’t recognize, and a portal opened. The creature motioned for Justin to walk through. His voice sounded the same as the rune, so Justin felt trust and passed through. They were in the middle of an auction house. It was much fancier than the meat market he was going to. The creature pointed to the stage. A magnificent specimen of manhood stood naked sweating chained and collared. The auctioneer took bids in an ancient language. A Lizard looking hulk won and took possession of the stud. There was a struggle but eventually the stud was pulled away to an unknown fate. 

“LOOK” Justin looked at the stag and the next stud being pulled out was Charles. Justin couldn’t believe it. 

“THIS AUCTION HOUSE DEALS IN FINER MEATS. YOUR VICTIM WAS DESTINED TO BE A KING AND THEREFORE WORTHY TO BE HERE. HE SOUL WAS CAPTURED WHEN YOU DEFILED HIM” 

Charles swore and fought the chains. It took several guards to chain him spread-eagle on the stage. Justin started to get hard watching his former brother get oiled and displayed.

The creature spoke in Justin’s head “YOU ARE NOW AN HONORED SLAVER. YOU ARE A KING SLAYER. FORIAN WAS SOLD HERE AS WELL. VERY FEW SLAVERS BRING US KINGS” 

Justin watched the brutal scene on stage. He imagined his friend being sold here. They were not free even in death. Watched Charles roar in defiance. His back arched pain as he was whipped. This defiance only seemed to increase the bidding. Justin looked at he creature next to him and tried to speak into his mind. “WHO ARE YOU?” 

The creature smiled his glistening teeth. “I AM LIKE YOU. I AM A SLAVER. I AM ALSO THE RUNE STONE YOU FOUND. CALL ME TLALOC. I BREAK OFF PIECES OF MYSELF AND SCATTER THEM ACROSS THE UNIVERSE IN SEARCH OF WORTHY SACRIFICES” 

Justin couldn’t take his eyes off the stage. Bidders were touching Charles like he was a piece of meat, finger his mouth, thumbing his balls and weighing them, fingering his ass. Charles didn’t know which way to twist, but his torso looked amazing. 

“WHY DID YOU HELP ME?” 

The creature smiled again, “NORMALLY I WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU” 

Justin turned in shock. “WHY?” 

The creature paused, “YOUR VALIANT 100 WAS ONCE MADE UP OF WIZARD WARRIORS. THEY KILLED ALL THE RACES WE TRIED TO SEED ON YOUR PLANET. UNTIL I ARRIVED AND SLOWLY HUNTED YOUR WIZARDS. NOW THEY ARE FORGOTTEN AND OUR RACES CAN SURVIVE. WHEN I FOUND YOU HAD MAGICAL GIFTS, I DETERMINED TO KILL YOU UNTIL I FOUND YOU HAD THE SAME DESIRES AS I” 

Justin watched as Charles was sold to a hideous Squid like creature. Charles fought like hell but was dragged away. The whole crowd turned towards Justin and nodded their approval. 

The creature said “YOUR NAME IS HONORED HERE” 

Justin’s chest swelled with pride. The buyer slithered on a worm like body towards Justin. “HOW DO THEY KNOW IT WAS ME?” 

The creature laughed “NOTHING IS HIDDEN IN THIS CITY. WE CAN ALL FEEL YOUR PRIDE” 

The buyer got close to Justin, tentacles moved around a mouth full of multiple clear fangs, “YATH N’GAR SHAVAT H’UAUN MDRVANI” 

Justin immediately understood. It called him “Great King Slaver, you honor us with your presence” 

The creature pulled out an ornate whip and handed it to Justin “A PRINCELY GIFT, A DRACO’S FIRE WHIP” 

Justin didn’t know how to speak the ancient tongue but nodded to the buyer “I WILL BRING MANY MORE WITH THIS” 

The buyer roared in pleasure and slithered off. The creature told Justin “TIME FOR US TO LEAVE” and opened a portal back to his shop. 

The creature said, “NOW I HAVE A GIFT FOR YOU” The creature removed a band from his wrist and there was a dark hole. It didn’t look like a wound. It was endlessly dark like a tunnel to another dimension. Long clawed fingers grabbed a vial and held his wrist over the it, until a black pod oozed out and dropped into the vial. 

“RELEASE THIS IN YOUR LAIR” Justin didn’t know what it was. It looked like a black pea.

“NOW IT WOULD PLEASE ME TO SEE YOU UNCLOAKED” 

Justin smiled and removed his cloak and put his hands on his hips. The creature’s tongue poked out and licked around his face. It used the back of his claws to run them up and down Justin muscular frame and paused at Justin’s balls. 

“YOUR WORLD PRODUCES SOME OF THE LARGEST I’VE SEEN” The creature grasped and rolled Justin’s balls in his hands. Justin could feel the creature’s lust but loved the body worship. HIs cock responded and rose.

Justin woke up naked and in a sweat. His chest was heaving. He looked down at his balls and found them intact. Next to him he found the fire whip and the vial with the mysterious black pea. He uncorked the vial and dumped it out. The fleshy floor seemed to absorb and cover the pea. It was just a little bump on the floor. Justin shrugged and grabbed his fire whip and ran outside to get some fish. The shimmering Nameless City made him hungry. It was already early morning though he felt like he had just left. The waterfall felt refreshing on his body. He swam across the pond and dropped off his fire whip and then dove back into the water and came back up with several fish. He dropped them when he saw Brandon standing there with a sword in each hand and his meat scepter stretching up to his abs and a face of rage. 

Justin raised his arms, “I AM UNARMED.” 

Brandon tossed his swords and leapt at Justin. Without thinking Justin shot out his right hand and flung Brandon 20 feet back and into a tree. Justin reached out and the fire whip flew into his right hand and one of Brandon’s swords flew into his left. Brandon got back to his feet stunned by the power he had felt. He never got in contact. He felt air throw him back. 

“FILTH! WHAT DARK MAGIC IS THIS?” 

Justin smirked, “YOU CAN’T IMAGINE HOW POWERFUL I HAVE BECOME FROM FLORIAN AND CHRIS AND NOW I WILL HARVEST YOUR POWER.” 

Brandon looked at the one sword on the ground. It was too far away. He had been in worse situations and danced around looking for an opening. Justin watched. Even unarmed he knew Brandon wasn’t someone to take lightly. Brandon saw a rock on the ground and gingerly stepped behind and like a kicked the rock like a ball at Justin’s chest. Justin tried to block the rock but his left hand holding the sword wasn’t as coordinated and missed. The rock slammed into Justin’s solar plexus and went tumbling back sucking air. When he came back up, Brandon had one of his swords and was running towards him. Justin flew straight up to avoid another hit. The fire whip in his hand started to glow. Justin felt hunger from the whip. It didn’t speak but he felt that it had ancient experience in finding proud muscle god flesh. Justin hovered over the lake and raised his whip high and lashed out. Brandon blocked with his sword and it was immediately wrapped in coils. Justin recoiled the whip with all strength and out of Brandon’s grasp. The sword flew over the pond and disappeared in the water. Justin didn’t hesitate and lashed out again. The fire whip charged up with fire and found it’s mark. Several tails around the Brandon’s sinewy narrow waist. Justin recoiled and Brandon flew across the pond and into Justin’s chest. Brandon grabbed Justin’s shoulders and pushed away, but blood gurgled from the side of his mouth. Justin smiled. He had plunged his sword into Brandon’s abs and was holding him in the air with his sword.

Justin pulled his sword out and let the powerful body drop in the water as Justin dove in after him. Brandon’s body underwater was a magnificent sight. Blood trailed from his gut and back. He saw Brandon swim weakly towards shore. Justin swam like a barracuda and landed on Brandon’s back. He wrapped his arms Brandon’s thick neck in a choke hold. Justin kept his head above water but kept Brandon underneath. It wasn’t long before the muscle god went limp. Justin walked out of the water with the heavy body of Brandon. He walked underneath the waterfall and into his lair with the magnificent king. He dropped him on the floor. The fleshy cavern immediately lit up. 

“HOLD HIM!” Justin commanded. Black fangs sprung out of the floor and hooked onto Brandon who was still out cold. 

Justin went outside and reached out. His fire whip flew out of the water and into his right hand. The hilt of Brandon’s two swords flew into his left hand. He walked back into this lair laughing. His big cock slapping from side to side as he strode. He thought of the accolades he would earn when he returned to the Nameless City with a collared Brandon. The membrane door revealed that Brandon was awake and struggling. His powers of recovery were impressive, but the blood from his wounds had excited the lair. His minions surrounded Brandon and looked ready to devour him. 

“BACK!” The dread ilk stepped back. Justin saw that the floor had sprouted veins that had entered Brandon’s wound in his back and gut and were squirming around sucking him dry of vital juices. The pustule of a little pea was now three feet tall - obviously its growth had been accelerated by Brandon’s blood. It presently split open and a slimy black creature spilled out. It was bald and had no face, but it had shiny fangs. It stood and smiled. It looked like a miniature version of his teacher Tlaloc. 

“I SERVE THE MASTER.” It bowed. Justin wondered if it had the knowledge of Tlaloc. 

“HOW DO I GET MY THE LAIR TO RELEASE MY PREY?” 

The creature thought for a moment, “SUMMON THE BLACK CHAINS OF NUG-SOTH” Justin looked puzzled. Before he could ask how, he felt his mouth gurgle and sputter as if the words wanted to come out. Justin spat out the invocation in some unrecognizable ancient tongue.

Immediately black chains shot out from the sides of the cavern and latched onto Brandon’s wrists and ankles with serrated hooks and pulled him off the floor spread-eagle. The little demon Tlaloc ran over the veins from the floor and took a clawed and hand and sliced them off. The demon ran next to Justin and smiled, “WELL DONE MASTER.” Justin thought the little guy would come in handy.

Brandon felt the hooks dig into his ankle bones and wrists. He was too weak to resist and just hung there moaning. His huge cock fell forward between his legs, his pendulous balls hanging vulnerably exposed in the air. Brandon remembered that Justin said he got stronger after slaying Florian and Chris and was determined not to give up his power. He couldn’t imagine Justin with more power. He looked up and saw Justin staring down at him with that sick smile. He felt something cold on his Adam’s apple and saw his own sword at his neck. If Justin was expecting him to plead for mercy, he had the wrong guy. 

“DO IT COWARD! IF NOT ME, THE NEXT KING WILL PUT AN END TO YOUR DESECRATION OF OUR LANDS” 

Justin pulled up the other sword and held it to Brandon’s limp cock and then to his balls. Brandon felt cold steel bounce his balls and heard Justin remark, “I AM KING HERE. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A BULL WAITING TO BE A STEER” 

Brandon’s blood started to boil at the words of the usurper, “YOU WILL NEVER CLAIM THESE LANDS!” Justin lifted the swords and mounted them on the wall which grasped them with fanged hooks. 

“I THINK I’LL DO JUST THAT.” Justin walked between Brandon’s powerful thighs and lifted his big bull balls with one hand and fingered Brandon’s virgin hole with his other hand. Brandon tightened his hole, but Justin’s finger broke through, then a second finger. 

Brandon jerked his head back in denial. He could not enter the hall of his ancestors defiled. Justin’s drooling cock was grazing the soft flesh of Brandon’s sphincter when he felt something tapping on his thigh. Justin looked down and saw his quarter sized Tlaloc smiling up at him. 

“MASTER, PUT YOUR RUNE ON HIS CHEST FIRST.” 

Justin really wanted to plunge into Brandon’s guts. “NOW!? I, I LEFT IT IN THE SHOP. YOUR MAKER TOOK IT BACK” Fuck this interruption was annoying. Justin started rubbing his drooling cock again when he felt the tapping on his leg again. “WHAT!?” 

The demon smiled, “NOT THAT RUNE, YOUR RUNE” 

Justin yelled, “I DON’T HAVE A RUNE! NOW LEAVE!” 

The demon bowed low, “FORGIVE, BUT THE AWESOME POWER OF AN UNDEFILED SACRIFICE SHOULD NOT BE WASTED. I CAN HELP YOU MAKE ONE” 

Justin pulled away, “MAKE ONE QUICK, OR I’M THE CHAIN OF NUG-SOTH FOR YOU” 

The demon coughed up a blank stone and held it up to Justin. “HOLD IT TO YOUR FOREHEAD AND THINK OF YOUR SIGIL LORD” Justin held the stone to his forehead, and nothing came to mind. 

“THINK OF WHAT YOU DESIRE LORD” Justin smiled and thought of himself flexing in front of a great cheering crowd while behind him were a long line of god king’s of Astaria with their heads bowed and their castrated crotches bleeding. Justin pulled the stone away and the stone had a glowing blood red etching of a symbol. Justin dropped it into the demon’s clawed hands, and it ran over to Brandon’s sweaty pecs and dropped it on the center. Brandon tried to shake it off, but the rune glowed and stuck. 

“NOW MY LORD!” Justin plunged balls deep with all his might into Brandon’s ass. Not only was at the hole warm and tight, but he felt power, incredible power travel down Brandon’s spine and into his cock. Justin almost shot his load immediately but held still until he could regain control. The power fed his god like desires and he was close to bursting. Justin stood frozen on the edge of Cumming for 10 minutes. Time seemed to stop for him. He kept seeing scenes of power and glory. As if all the triumphs of Brandon’s ancestors were being pulled into him. Brandon didn’t move either to be violated like a bitch struck him to his core. 

Little Tlaloc reached into Brandon’s stomach wound and scooped up blood. He started painting a large circle underneath Brandon, gathering more blood from Brandon’s wounds until he finished painting a copy of Justin’s sigil sitting on Brandon’s chest. Lil’ Tlaloc began dancing around the blood sigil and singing an ancient ritual. The sigil on the rune stone turned bright gold and woke the blood sigil underneath Brandon. It flashed bright gold as well and his power drained away into the hungry cavern. Justin’s minions stood around the sigil and began singing with the little demon. Brandon strained his muscles trying to break the black chains. His chest heaved as he felt his life essence drain away. The room pulsed with his energy. 

Justin watched in amazement and the demon song started to hypnotize him. The voices of his minions overtook him, and he closed his eyes and began fucking Brandon to the beat of the song. The vision of Brandon’s ancestors continued as he felt their energy pour into his cock. 

The demon began dancing around the sigil faster and faster and watched as his master sped up his fucking to keep up. The demon sang louder, and all the minions began grunting and stamping their feet, tentacles and hooves faster and faster. Justin threw back his head and shot his load into Brandon’s tight hot ass. “AAAAAAH!” The demon didn’t stop and whooped and hollered and kept his frenzied pace. Again, Justin threw back his head and shot another load into Brandon. Cum started dripping from Brandon’s ass. Justin leaned forward resting his head on Brandon’s pecs and squeezing his arms around the small hips. He rutted to get the last of his seed into Brandon and then rested gasping with his cock still inside Brandon.

Justin raised himself up and smiled at Brandon, “I HAVE SEEDED YOUR ASS. YOU ARE KING NO MORE. JUST MY SEX SLAVE. AND I WILL SELL YOU TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER. I AM A SLAVER OF KINGS” 

Brandon cursed, “GET YOUR COCK OUT OF ME. NO KING OF ASTARI WOULD DEFILE ANOTHER MAN” 

Justin laughed, “I’M NO KING OF ASTARI. I HAVE HIGHER AIMS. I’M KING OF THIS WHOLE PLANET. YOU AND YOUR PEOPLE ARE NOTHING BUT MY HERD ANIMALS.”

Justin waved lil Tlaloc away and grabbed his fire whip. “TIME YOU WERE TAMED.” 

Justin cracked his whip and sparks flew. He then swung and let it wrap around Brandon’s waist and then pulled back leaving long red welts on perfectly muscled skin. The wounds burned and sweat poured from Brandon’s body. Justin liked the marks it left and began whipping Brandon all along his muscular body leaving a crisscross of red welts. Brandon twisted and clenched his jaw. Large black hooks dug deeper into his wrists and ankles. 

Justin taunted Brandon, “DANCE FOR ME SLAVE!” 

The sigils continued to glow with Brandon’s power. The giant face on the wall continued to take form. The flesh on the walls continued to grow and line more areas of the cavern creating unknown rooms. Then Justin felt a tapping on his leg. Justin looked down, “NOW WHAT?” 

Little Tlaloc smiled, “MASTER THE RITUAL OF PAIN MUST BEGIN” 

Justin looked puzzled. He thought he was inflicting pain “MORE THAN THIS?” 

The demon nodded and smiled, “YOU HAVE DEFILED THE SACRIFICE, AND NOW YOU MUST SEASON HIS MEAT WITH TORTURE BEFORE THE HARVEST. HIS POWER WILL BE GIVEN TO YOU” Justin looked around. “HOW?” 

The demon smiled with glistening fangs and said, “RECITE THE SULPHUR PSALM AND OPEN THE GATEWAY TO THE ANTISPHERE. YOUR LAIR IS STRONG ENOUGH TO HOLD IT FOR A LITTLE WHILE” 

Brandon listened to the evil being talked about so casually, “JUSTIN, DON’T LISTEN TO THAT VILE ABOMINATION. YOU WILL BE TRULY LOST.” Justin smiled. Brandon had no idea.

Justin remembered what little Tlaloc had told him before, so he imagined his greatest desire. He saw himself flexing before his adoring fans, around his neck were the freshly cut cocks from a hundred kings of Astaria. Behind him those kings were being cocked alive on rotating spits.

Something began to well up in this throat and the ancient tongue spilled form his lips as he recited something he did not know. All his minions backed away, except little Tlaloc who hid behind Justin’s powerful legs and poked his head out just underneath Justin’s balls. The room got dark and out from sigil on the floor, two red electric eels shot out their necks. Brandon couldn’t see them but heard their shrieks, then he felt fangs bite down on his balls. A giant black and yellow tiger leech popped out and started searching for Brandon’s gaping hole. It found easy entry as Brandon felt the mucous lined head slip inside him. He squeezed his ass but was too late. Out came a giant lobster like creature with a skull face and multiple set of claws, it jumped on Brandon’s abs and squeezed two of it’s claws around Brandon’s chest just under the pecs. Brandon heard skin and tendon as the creature squeezed. Another set grabbed him at the upper thighs. The skull like face shot out a black tongue looking to get into Brandon’s lips. Brandon twisted his head away. The assault on Brandon’s body, made him his cock start to stir and engorge.

But the portal wasn’t done. Out sprang out jelly fish that looked like a floating brain. It flew to the side of Brandon and made its way over his crotch. Long drooping dactyl zooids searched for Brandon’s cock and the arching meat and found their way into the urethra. There was no sting, however. Justin looked up and gasped at the terrible sight. Tlaloc watching beneath his balls was drooling. As Justin finished the prayer, it was like a gunshot. The eels started frying Brandon’s balls with electricity like twin tasers. The Tiger Leech bit into Brandon’s anal wall near his prostate and started sucking. The skull lobster squeezed its serrated claws and locked its mouth onto Brandon’s and invaded his throat with its leathery black tongue. The jellyfish unleashed its neurotoxic barbs inside Brandon’s cock. Brandon wanted to scream but couldn’t - only gurgle and chock. 

Tlaloc squealed with delight, “VERY GOOD MASTER! THE VESSEL FILLS WITH PAIN” 

The sigil on Brandon’s chest and the blood sigil underneath turned purple and glowed. Justin felt his energy flow into him. He felt godlike. He watched as more tentacles dropped from the Jellyfish like rain and wrapped the cock delivering more poison. Spines along the skull lobster pierced Brandon’s body at numerous points as it hugged Brandon’s powerful frame closer. The eels twisted their heads around and looked like they would tear Brandon’s tender sac apart. Brandon was a writhing mess.

Tlaloc looked up at his master, “MASTER HASNT EATEN.” He ran to Brandon’s chest and using his clawed finger sliced off Brandon’s left nipple and ran back to Justin. 

“TAKE, EAT!” Justin reached down and looked at the beautiful nipple. His eyes locked with Brandon, who was struggling with the face sucking skull lobster. Brandon’s eyes were watery and watched in horror as Justin slipped the delicacy in to his mouth and chewed. Brandon struggled to keep sanity as he was assaulted within and without. He prayed for death. Hell could not be this bad. Tlaloc ran over to Brandon’s leg and started slicing away at his calf muscle. Brandon barely felt it, he was too focused on the tearing of his balls and the pain inside his cock. It made him want to wretch. Brandon struggled to breath through his nose as the Skull Lobster tongue went deeper down his throat.

Brandon tried to rally his courage. As all Astarians, he had immense pride in his body which was now being destroyed. His powers of recovery could not keep up with the maddening pain throughout his body. He tried to focus on an old war chant. That seemed to help him find peace and endure the pain. He remembered victories in the battlefield as the demon sliced more of his calf muscle away. 

He tried to remember all the bitches he seeded as his cock was stung repeatedly. Justin was surprised at Brandon’s resistance. He focused on Brandon’s thoughts and feel courage. Justin was refreshed but the cuts of meat Tlaloc was giving him, but he noticed Brandon’s sigils were fading. 

Lil Tlaloc noticed as well, “THE SACRIFICE DIES. YOU MAY STOP FOR NOW AND ABSORB HIS POWERS” Justin closed his eyes and visualized the portal closing. The summoned creatures immediately backed away from Brandon and went back through the portal. Brandon passed out in pain and hung silently. Justin felt the power rise within him and started flying above Brandon. The muscle beast beneath him looked utterly spent. He released Brandon’s chains and he fell with a thud. 

He summoned a black chain of NUG-SOTH and collared Brandon. “NO TIME FOR SLEEP YET. I NEED TO SHOW THE WORLD WHO IS KING.” He lifted Brandon up by the collar and wrapped one arm around Brandon’s body and flew out of the lair and into the moonlight.

Justin saw the torches at the King’s temple, “GOOD.” He flew and touched down at the King’s pedestal dropping his slave, Brandon. The Valiant 100 turned in shock. They barely recognized their king sprawled out on the pedestal with Justin’s left foot on his chest. Justin heard swords drawn and shouts from the men. 

“THE TRAITOR!” “WHAT HAS HE DONE!” “OUR KING!” 

Justin laughed, “I HAVE MADE YOUR KING MY SLAVE. I CLAIM THIS KINGDOM! KNEEL AND I’LL SHOW MERCY” No Astarian ever kneeled to another not even their own king.

“NEVER!” “KILL THE TRAITOR!” Justin pulled up the bloody mess of Brandon by the collar and lifted him over his head. One hand on Brandon’s welt covered back and the other on Brandon’s ruined ass. “SO, BE IT” 

He tossed the ruined king into the dirt fighting circle. Brandon’s’ pages came and tried to revive him and give him water. His men turned to Justin in fury and leapt at him. Justin flew into the air and with a wave of his hand men were thrown left and right. Justin came back down to the pedestal. 

“IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?” The 1st of the King’s bodyguard and came forward in challenge. Justin roared in anger at the man and fire came from his mouth incinerating the man. The Valiant 99 dropped back for the first time. 

“THE ABOMINATION HAS BECOME A DRAGON” “HE BREATHES FIRE!” Though one of them had died, they circled Justin looking for a weakness. Justin shook his head, “FOOLS. I’ll DEAL WITH YOU LATER” He reached out and the black chain holding Brandon’s collar flew into his hand. He pulled Brandon up by the neck and flew off into the night.

He returned to his cave, happy with his new power. Damn. I can breathe fire. Tlaloc read his thoughts, “YES. THE BULL IS STRONG AND HAS MUCH TO YIELD. REST NOW.” Justin chained Brandon to the wall and found a nice alcove in sleep in. Justin dreamed of glory and praise in the Nameless City. Brandon felt utterly humiliated. He barely remembered returning to his Temple. He vaguely remembered his men protesting his capture. He thought he remembered one of his men on fire. Brandon prayed to the lord of light for help. He reached up weakly to his neck and found an iron collar. His body was sore all over. 

He felt Justin’s cum in his ass. He passed out dreaming of killing Justin and freeing his people from the curse. Slowly the shadows overtook his dream and he saw Florian and Charles in chains in a forbidding city. He saw himself being displayed to his enemies. He saw Justin’s accursed smile.

Justin pulled his hood and “walked” towards Tlaloc’s shop. No one really walked in the Nameless City, they just drifted a foot above the street. Justin heard something that sounded like wind or howling yet there was no wind. Maybe it was the wail of slaves in agony. The still necrotic air was heavy with the scent of iron from blood. Justin smiled at the thought. His slaves’ voices were part of that chorus. He slipped into the shop, and saw Tlaloc facing away from the door and pulling energy from his head and putting it into a stone. 

“WELCOME KING SLAVER! YOU FEEL STRONGER?” 

Justin was proud and flew next to Tlaloc, “YES, I CAN BREATHE FIRE.” 

Tlaloc turned, “IMPRESSIVE. YOU ARE FAVORED BY THE DRAGONS. I SHOULD INTRODUCE YOU. IN YOUR SHORT CAREER, YOU HAVE ACQUIRED POWERS THAT MOST WIZARDS TAKE A LIFE TIME TO ACHIEVE. SEVERAL LIFETIMES” 

Justin shot back, “I AM NOT MOST WIZARDS. I HAVE LAID CLAIM TO ASTARIA AND SOON THE ENTIRE PLANET.” 

Tlaloc stood, “I DON’T DOUBT IT” 

Justin looked at the stone on the table, “WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH THE STONE” 

Tlaloc flashed his mouth of fangs, “I AM ABLE TO BREAK OFF PARTS OF MYSELF AND INFUSE IT INTO STONES. LIKE THE ONE YOU FOUND NEAR YOUR POND. A PART OF ME HAS BEEN ON YOUR PLANET FOR CENTURIES. NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU WILL DO WITH YOUR PLANET” 

Justin thought for a while, “THE MEN BEING SOLD IN THE PUBLIC SQUARE. WHERE ARE THEY FROM” 

Tlaloc opened his clawed palm and showed Justin his planet, his solar system and galaxy, then the galaxy cluster, “THE RACE OF LIGHT IS SEEDED ON MANY WORLDS. WE HUNT THEM. MANY HAVE NOT BEEN TOUCHED YET. MOST OF US ARE NOT SO FORTUNATE TO CAPTURE KINGS” 

Justin’s eyes lit up, “I WANT TO HARVEST KINGS ON OTHER PLANETS” 

Tlaloc replied, “YOU ARE A BOLD YOUNG SHAMAN” He closed his palm and the vision disappeared. When he opened his palm there was a small black cube. 

“TAKE THIS. WHEN YOU ARE READY, THIS WILL SHOW YOU THE WORLDS YOU DESIRE” Justin grabbed it and woke up with a hardon. He felt like he had been gone a few minutes, but he knew it to be early morning. Next to him was the mysterious little black box Tlaloc had given to him. The little demon was taunting the starving hungry Brandon who was restricted by the chain around his neck. He held up fish and let Brandon grab for it. Occasionally the demon let him have it. Brandon ate like a feral beast. 

Little Tlaloc looked at Justin, “I HAVE RESTORED HIS HEALTH. HE IS READY FOR MORE POWER DRAINING.” Brandon snarled at Tlaloc. With his strength restored and his wounds healed, Brandon was getting his confidence up and his cock was hard. He was ready for another fight. Justin was also hard, and Brandon was looking hot. 

Justin started rubbing his cock, “LATER, I NEED TO USE THE KING FIRST.” 

Brandon tossed the remains of his fish aside and stood up to face Justin. He was almost a head taller than Justin and spoiling for a fight. Tlaloc jumped aside. 

Justin told his slave, “ON YOUR KNEES SLAVE. I WANT TO FUCK YOUR TIGHT ASS” 

Brandon blood boiled at the suggestion. He didn’t bow to anyone especially traitors. 

“IF YOU HAD ALL THE POWERS OF THE UNIVERSE, I WOULD NOT KNEEL. YOU HAVE DEFILED YOURSELF. YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO US” 

Justin aimed his palm at Brandon’s chest, and he flew back against the wall pinned. The sigil on Brandon’s chest started to glow. With his 2nd hand, Justin started gripping into a fist. Brandon felt his air being cut off and his face turned red. Justin released the chain and sent Brandon sprawling onto the floor. Brandon gasping tried to get up, but felt an invisible force holding him down. 

Brandon started cursing. He hated magic, “CAN’T TAKE A FAIR FIGHT! YOU CAN ONLY WIN WITH YOUR PERVERTED SPELLS.” 

Justin rubbed his leaking cock on Brandon’s ass, “DUMB SLAVE, WE USED TO BE A RACE OF POWERFUL WARRIOR/SPELL CASTERS. I AM THE LAST ONE AND THE GREATEST!” 

He thrust into Brandon and started rutting. Brandon moaned as his ass was violated again. His recovery had made his ass tight again and now he was being ripped open all over again. He gritted his teeth not wanting to give Justin the satisfaction of breaking him. The blood sigil underneath Brandon started to glow white.

After shooting several loads into his slave bitch, Justin stood up and roared in triumph. He summoned a black chain of Nug Soth and collared Brandon again. He forced Brandon’s wrists behind his neck and shackled them to the collar. Justin thought of a bridle and looked at little Tlaloc. “I NEED A BRIDLE FOR MY BEAST.” 

The demon thought for a moment, “SUMMON THE BRIDLE OF L’ROG’G.” Justin focused his mind and this time he didn’t struggle against the words welling up in his throat. He let the invocation fall from his lips and a nasty metallic bridle materialized and flew towards Brandon’s face and worked its way in. Brandon sputtered and tried to turn away, but the bridle wormed its way in and fastened around his head. Brandon felt like a chained animal. He glared at Justin who was checking the workmanship of the bridle. Justin played with Brandon’s muscles and felt up his big balls. Justin grabbed and put Brandon in a full nelson, then flew out of the cavern with his muscle beast. 

Justin loved the feel of his cock between Brandon’s cheeks as he proudly flew in broad daylight with his royal slave. He flew high above the kingdom of Astaria and towards their sworn enemy the Draco, a powerful race of reptilians. They could fly, but not well.

They were as tall as the Astarians and just as strong and there was near constant warfare between them. They were the strongest of all the invading races and the place where Justin wanted to prove his point. He landed on a ledge where he knew their king held court. His powerful greenish black guards were amazed that a solitary Astarian would dare enter. It was suicide. They grinned revealing long fangs. They pulled out their fire whips. Justin tossed Brandon to the floor. “I BRING THE KING OF ASTARIA. TELL YOUR KING.” 

The guards hissed but were amazed to see the powerful royal stud bound. They were utterly confused and hissed. It couldn’t be a trap. No Astarian would prostrate himself. The captain of the guard nodded to one of his riptides and the king was notified. Justin pulled up Brandon to his feet. Brandon wanted to roar a challenge at his arch enemy. He had killed many Draco and had won the respect of his fellow warriors long before he was king, but he had also lost many friends to these disgusting beasts. One had even been fed alive to the young broodings of a sadistic Draco before he could get to him. Brandon was wild with anger. King Pindar stepped out heavily on clawed feet. He stood at the entrance of his cave. Cautious yet enticed by the sight of the powerful young muscle-god. 

His forked tongue licked the air. “WHO ARE YOU? DO YOU OFFER THE KING TO ME? WHAT IS YOUR PRICE?” Justin laughed, “I AM JUSTIN. AND YOU CANNOT AFFORD MY SLAVE-KING.” Pindar hissed, “PERHAPS I SHOULD TAKE HIM AND YOU” 

His guards pulled out swords and fire whips. Justin pulled Brandon a few steps closer towards Pindar. Two guards with barbed tridents closed in behind Justin. Justin raised his arms as if in surrender, and then shrugged his shoulders back. Pindar’s guards were pushed backwards off the cliff and shrieked as they fell. Pindar stepped back, “A SORCERER!” Justin pointed a hand at Pindar and started to close his fist. Pindar started to choke as he was lifted off the ground. “TELL YOUR SOLDIERS TO DROP THEIR WEAPONS AND KNEEL.” Pindar couldn’t speak but nodded. Justin released him and Pindar grabbed his throat as his guards, wings flapping, started to reach the landing. Pindar raised his clawed hands and hissed. 

“STAND DOWN. DROP YOUR WEAPONS. KNEEL. HE IS A SHAMAN!”

Pindar looked at Brandon and noticed the sigil on his chest and saw how it glowed. There was a dark energy that he recognized was not from Astaria. 

“YOU ARE VERY POWERFUL? YOU LOOK LIKE A CHILD OF LIGHT, BUT YOUR POWER IS NOT FROM HERE. WHO ARE YOU?” 

Justin floated over to within striking distance of Pindar and stared him down, “I HAVE TAKEN THE POWER OF ASTARIA AND SOLD THEIR KINGS TO THE NAMELESS CITY.” Pindar gasped and a shiver went down his spine. 

“YOU ARE THE MIGHTY KING SLAVER. I HAVE SEEN IT” 

Pindar bowed, “YOU ARE WELCOME HERE.” Justin smiled, “TELL THE OTHER RACES, I AM KING OF THIS PLANET. I WILL ALLOW YOU TO REMAIN IF YOU BECOME MY VASSALS. YOU MAY HUNT THESE MUSCLE GODS, BUT NOT INVADE. THE KINGS ARE ALWAYS MINE. KNEEL AND I WILL ACCEPT YOUR ACT OF SUBMISSION” 

Pindar hissed and kneeled and held his clawed hands clasped in front of him, “THE TERMS ARE FAIR. WE SERVE” 

Justin grasped the claws binding the Draco to him in fealty. Justin thought for a moment, “I AM NOW EMPEROR.” Word quickly spread, and all the invading races, children of the Nameless City, agreed to be vassals. 

Brandon wanted to kill Justin. The betrayal became worse and worse. Justin would allow the filthy races to hunt his former brothers. How had they come from the same Water Nymphs? He thought Justin must have been switched with a real Astarian at some point. Justin had turned his people into a herd to be hunted and slaughtered mercilessly. There must be a way to overthrow this demented tyrant. He watched as Pindar’s guards eyed his naked body. He knew they wanted to eat him. Justin allowed King Pindar to touch Brandon. Even his balls were fondled by his sworn enemy. Justin pulled on the collar and Brandon was taken to the ledge and then pushed off. Justin jumped on his back and flew back to his lair. Brandon knew the rest of his day would end in unimaginable torment. He steeled himself for terrible pain. Though enslaved, he would remain defiant until an opportunity presented itself. Every sick tyrant makes a mistake eventually. He held onto hope.

Astaria was in disarray. 3 of the kings had been killed or captured. The Water Nymphs demanded the death of the Abomination Justin or his exile. They foresaw a dystopian future if he remained. Cale one of the king Brandon’s pages listened as the once proud men of Astaria turned on each other. Some wanted to rescue Brandon and others wanted a new king to lead them. Cale grabbed his spear when he saw Gealaks stand on the king’s pedestal a clear challenge to Brandon. Cale cheered when Alessandro, leader of Brandon’s bodyguard, stepped into the circle in front of the pedestal. Gealaks jumped into the circle and grappled with his challenger. It was a brutal match. Both men were turned on by the confrontation and their sex meat rose. Finally, Gealaks got Alessandro in a choke hold and his victim slowly passed out. Gealaks stood and flexed and placed his foot on Alessandro’s chest. Cale spat and decided to go off on his own. He took his spear and sword and ran to Justin’s territory. It was guarded by Sentinels since the great betrayal, Cale knew he could slip in. After all the Sentinels were looking for intruders from the defiled territory and not expecting anyone to enter. Cale waited patiently as a heavily muscled Sentinel slowly strode by, his gaze towards Justin’s jungle, a spear in hand and blade strapped to his back. Cale slipped in after the Sentinel disappeared and managed to find his way to the pond where Brandon and Justin fought. He found broken branches and deep prints in the dirt of his master. Cale crouched in the ferns and reeds and looked at the normal looking pond. He smelled death in the air. Suddenly he saw something small and dark jump from behind the waterfall and into the pond. Cale circled near the waterfall but remained hidden. Out jumped the black dwarf with two claws full of fish as it ran into the waterfall. Cale followed behind and discovered the tunnel. Cale walked cautiously. It smelled like a charnel house. The ground felt fleshy under his feet. He saw the dark creature come to a membrane that opened and seal behind the creature.

Justin loved flying with his cock-up Brandon’s ass. His helpless bound and bridled muscle boy could only offer token resistance. Justin flew into the waterfall expecting the membrane to be closed but it was open. He flew in and found his lair in chaos. His minions were howling and running about. 

Tlaloc ran up to him, “MASTER, THERE WAS AN INTRUDER” 

and waved at Justin to follow as he made his way deeper into the cavern. Justin noted there was black blood on the floor. The intruder had scored some hits. Were the men of Astaria foolish enough to launch an assault? He was shown to a side cave where he found Cale on the floor spread eagle. 

By the erections of some of the demons, it looked like they were getting ready to gang bang the young page. “STOP!” His beasts released the boy. Cale stood up shivering and bruised. He had numerous fang bites and was suffering the effects of multiple poisons. Justin handed Brandon’s chain to a large winged faceless beast. 

Tlaloc reprimanded, “I TOLD THEM THE MASTER SHOULD GET THE FIRST CUT” 

Justin smiled, “YOU HAVE BALLS CALE. DID YOU THINK TO SAVE YOUR KING ALL BY YOURSELF?”

Cale was still shaking from all the poison but held his chin up. 

“EVEN IF I FAIL, OTHERS WILL DRIVE YOU FROM OUR LANDS” 

Justin realized the truth. The Astarians would die trying to remove him unless they feared him. 

“YOU ARE A BRAVE AND A TRIBUTE TO ASTARIA. I HAVE DECIDED TO SPARE YOUR LIFE, BUT NOT BEFORE I TEACH YOU AND YOUR TRIBE A LESSON” 

Justin grabbed his sigil from Brandon’s chest and flung it at Cale’s chest. It glowed bright red. Justin stretched out his arm and lifted Cale off the ground. He heard Brandon’s muffled protests behind him. Cale floated in the air his arms and legs spread. He was moved parallel with the ground facing up. Cale struggled but couldn’t break free from his invisible bonds. Justin watched the boy struggle. There was no need for chains on one so young. Cale slowly floated towards Justin. Cale felt hands grips his hips and then the moist head of Justin’s cock. 

Cale screamed, “NOOOO!” But it was too late, Justin plunged in balls deep. Cale felt like he was split in two as Justin fuck meat penetrated. It was impossibly big and seemed to swell, once it was all the way in. Cale heard Justin laugh. He heard Brandon trying to yell through his bridle and his chains rattle as he struggled to free him. Cale arched his back in pain and screamed. He was ashamed of being violated and in front of his master. 

The sigil on his chest glowed bring red. Tlaloc was excited and yelled, “VITALITY IS STRONGEST IN THE YOUNG. FOCUS ON HIS SPINE AND DRAW HIS POWER” 

Justin didn’t understand. He just liked the feel of the tight hole but tried to think of a column of energy coming down Cale’s spine and into his loins. The sigil on Cale’s heaving chest pulsed gold, and Justin was hit with surges of energy that matched Cale’s beating heart. Cale felt his cock start to thicken and lengthen as Justin hit his prostate. He gasped as he felt his energy build and flow out of him in waves. 

Tlaloc was delighted, “THE BOY ENJOYS IT. A SHAME YOU WILL NOT EAT HIM.” Cale’s cock got rock hard. He tried to fight it, but couldn’t stop his cock from leaking precum all over his abs. He didn’t dare look at Brandon, who was still yelling through his bridle. He felt completely defeated.

Cale’s resistance sank and his turgid meat arched up. He felt his balls swell and tighten as he spurted out jets of seed all over his neck, chest and abs. As Cale shot his load, he tightened which caused Justin to roar and shoot his own load into Cale’s guts. The sigil on his chest faded back to a bright red. Justin pulled back from the ruined hole, his cock dripping. Justin turned to Brandon’s rage filled face and laughed. 

Justin let Cale fall to the fleshy ground. “BRING THE BOY AND BRANDON TO THE MAIN CHAMBER.” He knew if Brandon was around, more would come.

Cale was mounted in an alcove on the wall. Large black fangs pierced Cale’s wrists, hips and ankles to hold him in his front row seat. Cale didn’t react. He felt shame more than pain. Brandon was laid on the ground. Justin walked in drunk on Cale’s power. Justin was young, but Cale’s energy made him feel even younger. 

Little Tlaloc saw the question in Justin mind, “YES MASTER, THIS IS HOW YOU WILL LIVE FOREVER. YOU NOW KNOW WHICH PREY WILL EXTEND YOUR LIFE AND WHICH WILL EXTEND YOUR POWER” 

Justin reached out towards Cale and his sigil flew off and over towards Brandon’s chest. The sigil turned bright red. It was obvious that Brandon had recharged. He was ready for harvesting. Below Brandon, there was still the blood sigil that Tlaloc had drawn with a circle around it. 

The demon turned to his master, “YOU HAVE ENOUGH POWER TO OPEN YOUR SIGIL”

Justin no longer doubted little Tlaloc and reached out with his hand focusing on his sigils. The rune stone on Brandon’s chest started to pulse with his heart beat and the blood sigil around him also pulsed in synchronicity. Brandon felt his strength had returned but couldn’t move. He felt the floor underneath him turn moist. Indeed, the whole blood sigil started to waver and iridescent. The circle turned to liquid. Justin held out his arm and removed Brandon’s bridle, collar and chains. Brandon fell into the water and tread water for a moment and reached for the side. His massive muscled right arm started to heave himself out of the water. He was ready to fight Justin man-to-man. 

Rage filled him and he could finally speak, “YOUR MAGIC WON’T SAVE YOU FROM ME!”

Justin had his hands on his hips inviting Brandon to strike him. However, Brandon felt something slippery grab his foot, then calf, then his thigh. It slipped around his waist and between his pecs. Finally, it grabbed his neck. Brandon fell back into the water, pulling the slick eel like arm off his thick neck. More black arms seized various limbs. Brandon struggled to stay afloat. Cale screamed at him, “GET OUT OF THERE!” Brandon gasped and was pulled under. He saw an eel seize his massive left nut in its jaws. Another eel was going for his right testicle, but Brandon kicked it away. Brandon struggled to hold his breath and fight the eels. A light went off as all the eels electrocuted him. Brandon was stunned for a second and gulped in the liquid. He thought he would drown but strangely his lungs breathed in the fluid and he didn’t drown. Another eel had managed to suck in his remaining testicle. Sharp teeth bit into his silky smooth nutsac. His cock went rigid at the threat. Brandon looked up and saw Justin and the little black demon stare down at him as he struggled. An eel bit his side and a light went off again as all the eels electrocuted him again. Brandon clenched his jaw in pain and sank deeper. He didn’t know how many shocks his heart could take.

Brandon kicked at the walls trying to get back to the surface, but the eels kept pulling him down every time he made progress. The eel lasts his bull neck got a good grip around his throat and bit deep. Brandon opened his mouth in pain and another eel slipped down his throat. Brandon wrapped one hand around the eel trying to go deeper into his throat and grasped the other one around his throat. The eels were covered in mucous and difficult to grasp. He spread his legs to get a foot hold on either side of the walls. This turned out to be huge mistake. An eel slipped into this ass. Brandon panicked as he felt the snout dig in and deeper into his ass. 

Then they all electrocuted him again. Brandon sagged. His heart was exhausted. He felt an eel grasp his cock head and started sucking. Brandon felt futility overcome. He sank deeper into the well. He looked up and could barely see Justin’s evil smile. A black eel opened its maw wide and bit into Brandon’s left pec. A final shock of electricity and Brandon was knocked out and completely at the mercy of the eels. His head hit the bottom and he was covered in a wiggling mass of eels.

“WAKE UP!” Brandon woke to Cale’s cries exhausted. 

He found himself on the ground again. The well of liquid was gone. The sigil on his chest pulsing and his legs up in the air with Justin fucking him. Justin arched his back and shot his final loads into Brandon and stepped back. He flexed and roared. He was full of Brandon’s power. Brandon only rolled around on the ground. He had no energy left. 

Little Tlaloc looked up at his master, “HE HAS NO MORE POWER LEFT. QUICKLY!” 

He handed his master a sickle. Brandon was barely conscious as he felt Justin grasp and play with his plump balls. Brandon didn’t even attempt to protect his jewels when he felt something cold surround the neck of his balls. Brandon’s eyes went wide. 

Cale screamed, “MASTER!” 

Justin stood up with the large set of balls his hands in triumph. Brandon looked up and saw his sac slowly lowered to Justin’s lips. One by one, they were sucked into Justin’s mouth. Little Tlaloc jumped between Brandon’s legs and used his long claws to gouge deep to the pubic bone and cut the penis free at the base. 

Brandon roared as his warrior steel was ripped from him. 

“YOU UGLY FUCK, YOU HAVE STOLEN MY SWORD!” 

Blood spurted from the cut with his heart beat. Brandon turned pale and shivered as his last token of manhood was held and fondled by the dark dwarf. The demon bowed and held up Brandon’s meat scepter to Justin. Blood poured from Brandon’s gash. At that moment the room filled with energy and the walls glowed bright orange. The giant face on the wall came alive. Its black eyes seemed to blink as if from slumber. 

Tlaloc looked at his master, “YOUR TEMPLE IS COMPLETE. FEED THE SACRIFICE TO THE SOUL EATER” 

Justin looked at the face on the wall and nodded. The face opened its dark eyes and looked down at Brandon moaning and covering the deep gash between his legs. A black forked tongue slithered from one end of the mouth to the other. Brandon was still staring at his crotch when the face opened its mouth wide and the black tongue slid across the floor and wrapped around his thick neck and pulled. Brandon grabbed the tongue but slid across the room. Justin watched in fascination as the giant face slowly devoured the proud king of Astaria. First his head, then shoulders, then waist. Brandon’s legs struggling and splaying out in all directions trying to stop from being eaten. The face savored the open wound at the crotch. The lips slurped and drank from the blood spraying wound. The ghastly sounds Cale cried as his master disappeared. 

“YOU MUST GO NOW!” 

Little Tlaloc barked. Justin was confused. Where? He usually would figure out his new power, then go to sleep and end up in the Nameless City. 

“GO TO SLEEP?” He asked. 

“NO MASTER, YOUR SIGIL IS STRONG ENOUGH.” 

The demon pointed at the glowing sigil on the floor. The blood from Brandon seemed to have energized it. Justin stepped into the center of the sigil and closed his eyes. He heard the howls of the night wind or was it his victims. He smelled the necrotic air tinged with the iron from blood. His eyes fluttered open and he was outside the dark gates of the Nameless City. He wore a dark hooded cloak. There was no wind, but there was that ever-present howl. The acclivity of the stone path to the gates was lined with crucifixes. Powerful young men struggled and writhed on each cross. Fiend begotten creatures with bat wings and crab like arms flew above them waiting for an opportunity to slice off a piece of muscle. The young men would flex and yell at the dark scavengers when they got too close. The feral vision aroused Justin. He turned around and there was Brandon on the ground unconscious. Was he dead? He was completely whole again. His cock and balls were restored. No wounds marked his body. Not even battle scars from his early years. He was in his perfect form. His muscles full and powerful. 

“SLAVER OF KINGS, YOU HAVE DONE WELL” 

Justin turned and it was the tall creature. His necromancer teacher. He saw a smile of glistening fangs and hissed 

“TAKE YOUR SLAVE AND FOLLOW ME...”