Rise Of The Godking

He closed his eyes, but they snapped right open when he felt something soft touch his forehead.

It was her. Bending over him affectionately, she shook her head and puckered those luscious lips, tracing her finger over the spot where his head had hit the mirror.

He felt a bruise forming, but in his mind, a war had begun, so he could feel nothing else. It was between l.u.s.t that wanted him to empty his mind, and horror that wanted him to get up, and try to run again.

The Slavequeen led the army of l.u.s.t. Her fingers gently removed his clothes, while the mounds that kept coming close to his lips delivered a rousing attack on the enemy which had already started to retreat. Horror"s only strength lay in the sight he had seen before, of the man whose husk had lain there, unmoving…but the more his eyes preyed on the treasures of her body, the more the image began to disappear.

His organ had gone stiff a long while back. The only good thing was that she didn"t touch it, even a bit, as otherwise, the war would have been lost already. He noted that she even stayed away from it as if it burned, but he had no way to think on this information while absorbed with being a spectator, waiting to see whether he would give in and lose a decade.

It seemed like a foregone conclusion, now. He had already lost all control of his body from the moment he had fallen on the ground, and slowly, he realized that it must be because of that fragrance, which he had been forced to breathe in after entering if he didn"t want to choke.

"am I…paralysed? When those slaves said they couldn"t move, I thought it was because of the pa.s.sion she must have invoked…but it seems that I was wrong about that, too."

With one hand on his back and one around his legs, she picked up, and as his body pressed against hers, a smile came on his lips. He couldn"t help it; she was pa.s.sion, personified, and he was completely under her spell.

"How could I have not seen that centuries of practice must have perfected her craft? Oh, I was so blind…"

His laments were of no use, but they still came to him. She took him to the bed, and on the way, he saw no signs of the husk.

He had no time to think about it, though, as he was laid down on the soft mattress gently. She got on the bed beside him, and her face loomed over his, coming closer and closer until their lips almost touched.

"If she kisses me…I"m done for."

It had been the hardest thing he had had to do since waking up to retain the small measure of wakefulness that was letting him think. He didn"t even know, clearly, how he had managed it. He was clinging on desperately, but if she took things to the next level, he knew that everything would be lost.

She hovered there, her lips so close that he could smell them. They smelled of berries. A second later, her perfume wafted into his nostrils too, rich and vibrant.

He wanted her. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in the world.

He felt himself slipping, and in despair, he searched for a way to hang on. The system would be of no help, here, so he had to depend on himself.

An idea came to him, suddenly, and he acted on it without thought.

"Angaria!"

A burst of wakefulness went through him, clearing his mind for a moment.

"Yes! I have to hold on…for Angaria!"

The same deluge of emotions that always accompanied the word did the trick. He stared into her amber eyes, defiant…and she frowned.

"Hmm…teenagers like you are usually lost, by now. l.u.s.t is supposed to be stronger in you than in grown men…but I guess you"re special. Well, let"s talk! Daniel…do you want to tell me anything? Your fears, maybe? Or perhaps…your frustration? I"m a very, veeeery good listener…"

He had almost begun to rejoice when he heard her talk, but he stopped, instantly, when she said his name. Her voice had changed, the pitch falling low, rising high, then falling again repeatedly, at varying intervals.

It was…hypnotic. All of a sudden, he felt the urge to lay his heart bare, and that…was when he realized the reason behind the conversation she had with a few slaves.

"If her body doesn"t work, she uses hypnosis! Also…she"s staying away from my lower body. Why is that?"

"Come on, don"t hesitate. Don"t you want to talk to lady Madeira? Not many know that that"s my name…see, I"ve told you something personal! It"s your turn, now…"

Her lilting voice returned, interrupting his thoughts. Daneel almost managed to resist it, again…but at the last moment, she moved up and bent forward, and he experienced the best sensation in the world.

It only lasted a second. He could feel his cheeks blus.h.i.+ng as the wonderful warmness of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s left them, and he grinned foolishly while his eyes wandered up, reaching her face.

It took a moment for him to register what he saw as he had been overcome by the snug fluffiness of the flesh that had just graced his face. When he recovered, he spotted the oddity.

"Did she…look like she was in pain, after doing that? Now that I think about it…she winced a bit when she picked me up, too! Does that mean…"

"Come on, now…"

He hated to have his thoughts interrupted again and again, but he quickly realized that if he didn"t say anything now, there might not be a chance to recover, again, if she went even farther.

So, he said the first thing that came to his mind, having forgotten that he had intended to say it, anyway, if he found himself in this situation.

"I…am curious about the world. Where are we? I only know the town of Graiton…so what lies outside it?"

She frowned again, as if contemplating whether she should give the answer…but then, with a shrug, she began to speak.

"Outside…well, let me put it to you this way. If the outside world is a mountain, we are living on a tiny pebble at its foot that was once free, far away. We are the last in a chain of desolate rocks, each joined to the other to form a channel to the Mainland. We are the sc.u.m of the land, existing only to serve those powerful b.a.s.t.a.r.ds on the coast…but I"ll change that, soon. Oh, I"m getting ahead of myself! What else do you want to talk about? Or do you want to put these frivolous things aside, and ask for something you really, really want to be answered?"

[Information recorded. Mission has progressed.]

The system"s cold voice tipped the scales. Daneel had found himself gripped by interest when the Slavequeen had been speaking, and he had managed to use it to get out of the pit he had been thrown into. When the system spoke, he awoke fully for the first time since entering the cave, and after seeing the forlorn look on the ravis.h.i.+ng woman"s face, he realized that it was more because of her laxness than due to his mental fort.i.tude.

The reason didn"t matter. In the precious moments of clarity he had found, he remembered the plan, and to his horror…he saw that he had forgotten the count.

"So this was why they were all so sure that I would fail! How can anyone keep count of the seconds ticking by while being seduced by her? Well, for once, I"m glad that I didn"t depend on myself for this task. System, how long until its time?"

The answer came instantly.

[20 seconds.]

As soon as he heard it, he panicked. He had had no idea that so much time had pa.s.sed, but as he noticed that the Slavequeen was about to return to her senses…a flash of inspiration struck him.

"I have to speed things up! And there"s only one way to do that…"

He pounced on her. He would be lying if he said that he had also loved the plan, but he put aside the thought and kissed her full on her lips.

He was lost in the feeling of their plumpness in his mouth for a second, but thankfully, she pushed him back.

She looked as if she was in pain, at first, but she hid it quickly. Biting her lip seductively, she asked, "So…I see that I"ve finally succeeded. Are you ready to ask the question?"

She bent forward and kissed him, then, and it was all he could do to nod while his mind went blank for what felt like the umpteenth time.

She stopped and smiled, goading him on. Taking a breath, he spoke.

"Who…is the one gouging the food budget of the slaves? And who are his contacts, here?"

His question caught her off-guard. She looked at him suspiciously, and knowing that he had to do something, he hugged her, losing himself in the sensation of the two soft b.a.l.l.s of flesh pressing into his chest.

She still didn"t answer. So, giving himself over to the desire filling his mind, he wrapped around that tiny waist, and after placing his hands on her rear, he squeezed.

That was it. The incredible feel of that springy flesh on his palms made him lose control more than ever before, and as he plunged headlong into the spell he had been avoiding until now, she gasped and answered.

He didn"t hear her, though. She pushed him back and asked something, too, and even though he still didn"t hear her, he knew that he had to say "yes".

The word reached his tongue. Opening his lips, he even began to say it.

"Ye-"

[0.]

"BLEEEUUUURRRGGHHHHH!"

Just before he finished giving the answer, a disgusting sound echoed in the cave.

It was that of five slaves retching. They tottered into her home, spewing vomit from their mouths, and as they both turned in their direction, all feelings of l.u.s.t evaporated from Daneel"s body.

"YOU! I"LL KILL YOU!"

With a scream, she jumped in their direction, and Daneel saw her teeth transform into pointy fangs.

The sound of a loud crash from somewhere far away stopped her in her tracks. The five slaves ran as the second part of the plan took effect, and an enforcer"s voice echoed into the cavern from the tunnel.

"Madam Madeira! One of the mines has collapsed! You are needed, Ma"am!"

She whirled on Daneel, then, her eyes squinting, suspicion plain on her face.

He s.h.i.+vered as he saw those amber eyes now filled with anger, but he gave nothing away. With a huff and a silent promise that they weren"t done, she turned around and left, seemingly not bothered, at all, about her lack of clothes.

For a moment, Daneel collapsed back onto the bed, exhausted by the entire ordeal. He knew that he had to leave, but right now, he had no strength.

There was only one thought on his mind, and he muttered it to the empty room.

"That…was too f.u.c.king close. But was it all worth it? Oh, I really hope so…"