Rex Partum
by Tracker
Part 2

Note: 'Rex Partum' is the continuation of 'Misstep'

Amplitude Porta

I watched the color drain from my son's face. I sighed inwardly. I knew that I came off as a hard assed bastard, but his reaction frightened me a little. I wasn't going to explain now though. Instead I turned to Celeste.

"Go get ready to travel; we are leaving in the morning."

Her eyes lit up. "Yes... yes milord."

"Oh, and you might want to pack light."

My son looked at me curiously. "Is there a reason, old man?"

"Yes, dragons do not have luggage compartments."

I watched as the color drained from both of their faces. Well, just wait till Sean got to see what he was riding. I had "discussed" it with Memneth and Archimedes and they agreed to carry us. I noticed a hint of amusement when talking with Archimedes though. Memneth looked forward to meeting his human brother.

I watched Sean as he watched Celeste walk from the room.

He looked at me and we said in unison. "Damn that’s a nice ass." Then we burst out laughing.

"Go pick one of the rooms on the second floor. It doesn't matter which one, the girls are all in Camelot."

"K, What do I do if I need... Oh, right, veil."

"Don't hesitate to practice and try things; that is the only way to get used to them."

~Ok, old man.~

~I got your old...~

With that he summoned a veil and stepped through.

The next morning we were up bright and early. I raided a clothing store for a new shirt and slacks and suggested that Sean do the same. Then Sean did some exploring while I gathered a couple of heavy blankets and such for the trip. We converged on the dining hall about the same time. Celeste was waiting with breakfast.

"Celeste, do you have a jacket?"

She looked at me funny. "Sire, what is a jacket?"

I laughed. "I take it that means no."

She served us then started to kneel next to us. I stopped her.

"Celeste, please join us. We need to finish and get going; you would best serve us by eating with us."

"Milord! I couldn't!"

"Consider it a command then," Sean told her.

I looked at him in surprise.

"Yes sire." She bowed then joined us at the table, watching us like a hawk in case we lacked for anything.

When we finished, I had a couple of the other villagers clean up. I opened a veil to a leather store and picked out a nice leather jacket for Celeste. She squealed and tried it on. Sean grabbed his duster from back in his room and I got the blankets and my duster. I summoned Memneth as we walked out of the gates. They veiled in a lot closer this time and Sean went to his knees.

"What the bloody hell..."

The backblast from their wings knocked him on his ass. I had learned. I knelt down and braced, holding on to Celeste.

"You could have warned me..."

"What?" I tried my best innocent look.

"What my ass. You never said that Memneth had grown... to that!"

~Memneth, Archimedes, this is my son, Sean.~

~We are honored to meet you, Your Highness.~

~You must be my brother.~ Sean said to Memneth.

~I was created by your father and his ladies, long ago.~

~Long ago?~

~Time moves differently on this side, my brother.~

~So how old are you?~

~I know not, I think not on such things.~

~Wow, I have a brother with scales.~

~And I have a brother who is a king.~

~You didn't have to remind me.~

~You care for it not?~

~No, it isn't my idea of a fun time.~

~Yet it is a job that needs doing.~

~I will do my best, but I still do not like it.~

~Your father will guide you, of this I am certain. Pay close heed, there are things of which no one knows, that he draws guidance from.~

I was a little shocked that had come out. I figured to intercede before there were any more revelations revealed.

~Sean, Archimedes is your ride.~

Sean looked up at the huge drake. ~By your leave?~

~Of course Your Highness. It will be my honor.~

I handed Sean a blanket and veiled to Memneth's shoulders. I spread my blanket then fetched Celeste. She was handling it rather well, considering. I noticed that she got a lot better when I had her sit in front of me and I wrapped my arms around her. Sean was getting settled in on the back of Archimedes.

~Dad, why are we taking dragons instead of veiling?~

~For the grand entrance of course.~

~Ah, I see.~

I could have sworn that Archimedes chuckled.

We took off, wherein I found that a dragon is not a very smooth ride. I marveled that we stayed on at all. To my surprise, Celeste thought that it was great fun. It was like riding a mechanical bull that was the size of a freight train. We turned to the north and a huge veil appeared before us. Then we were through. I could feel the air displace as we arrived, then heard the massive boom as Archimedes appeared then several more booms. I looked and we had a flying wing of the smaller dragons escorting us. We settled into a flying V formation and flew the mile or two to Camelot. Needless to say, we had everyone’s attention when we arrived. We circled the castle once, then did a larger circle to land in front of it. Far enough out as to prevent from knocking the local populace on their collective asses. I noticed the smaller drakes we flying above us in wide, lazy circles. It would seem that we had air cover.

We veiled back to the ground where Celeste took our blankets from us. I led, walking towards the castle. Sean was to my right, just behind me, and Celeste followed at a respectful distance.

~Oh my god, who is, damn that’s...~

~The one in the lead is Kisselia, the one to her right is Elerith and the one to her left is Maleen.~

~Then those are sisters?~

~Elerith is mine, Kisselia is yours, and Maleen is up in the air at the moment. They are the leaders of their respective groups. Kisselia is the leader, or mother, of all of them.~

~Kisselia? The one in the lead... Oh shit! How does she move like that, that ought to be illegal.~

~Well, I do admit that I had to work on her attitude a little. But she is quite willing to welcome you now.~

~Welcome me or have me for dinner?~

~Funny, she does seem to give off that vibe, doesn't she?"

~So, what do... I mean how...~

~Sean, she is yours, do whatever you wish. Notice what is on Elerith's neck?~

~Oh shit, is that...?~

~Like it? I made it myself.~

~Oh my god... so...~

~They are yours, if you really want a treat, find out what their fantasies are and go with it. I guarantee you won't be disappointed.~

Sean grew quiet as they approached us, stopping about four paces in front. They went to their knees and Kisselia addressed me. "Welcome milord, this is your day, come and be at ease."

"I thank you, Lady, but I have business first. I present to you Sean."

With that Sean stepped forward. They went to their faces, and then came back to their knees.

"Welcome to your home, Your Highness. We are honored that you could join us on this special day."

Sean looked them over. "Rise Lady Kisselia."

"Yes, Your Highness." A look of confusion passed across her face.

I could see the tension in my son, but I doubted that anyone else could read him.

"Turn around."

She complied.

"Face me."

She looked a little scared as she completed her circle.

"You will do."

A look of shock crossed her face and she kissed the ground again. Then reaching over her shoulder she pulled the sword that I had Elerith give her. She held it in front of her, presenting it to my son.

~What should I do?~

~Take it from her, hold it over your head, then focus your power into it till it glows for a moment then withdraw your power.~

He did as I instructed. There was a gasp from the people that were waiting in front of the castle, quite audible even over the distance.

Kisselia looked at him in awe. "Your Highness, how may I serve you?"

"Continue with your party, you will serve me well later."

Kisselia's face went from stunned to pure lust in a heartbeat. 'Hmm, looks like one little elf is going to have to sneak off and change her hot pants,' I laughed to myself, if my son kept that up, he would have no trouble with any of them.

As they turned to lead us to the festivities my son asked. ~Well, how did I do?~

~I would say you are a big hit... Your Highness.~

Diversus Visum

My dad had a way of setting my teeth on edge. Give them to him... What would he do? It probably wasn't a good idea to dwell on that. I started to wonder what else I would have on my conscience before too long.

"Go get ready to travel; we are leaving in the morning." He was talking to Celeste, but it jerked me back to reality.

"Yes... yes milord." She looked as if she was melting every time he spoke with her.

"Oh, and you might want to pack light."

Huh? "Is there a reason, old man?"

When I was growing up, I used to dread that smile.

"Yes, dragons do not have luggage compartments."

Say what!? I looked at Celeste and she looked surprised as I was. Then she turned to walk from the room. Good god, that looked tight.

I looked at dad and we said it at the same time. "Damn that’s a nice ass." It broke the tension. It felt good to laugh with dad; he didn't laugh all that much.

"Go pick one of the rooms on the second floor. It doesn't matter which one, the girls are all in Camelot."

He kept saying girls, I wondered how many he had in residence. There was a lot that was a mystery, like how he got here in the first place. Oh, well, no use worrying about that now.

"K, What do I do if I need... Oh, right, veil." Duh.

"Don't hesitate to practice and try new things as that is the only way to get used to them."

Made sense. One thing that I had noticed though, dad was a lot mellower. Almost happy, I think. I wonder...

~Ok, old man.~ That should get a rise out of him.

~I got your old...~ He was smiling, actually smiling.

That smile was fixed in my mind as I veiled to the second floor and started exploring. It didn't take me long to find out that there were at least twelve of them. He must have a schedule set up or something. Then again with his powers back... whoa. Come to think of it, he did look younger and he wasn't wearing glasses. Weird. But then again, what counted as weird here? I wandered into his room, I knew as soon as I entered that it could be no one else’s, and was struck by the view out the windows. I didn't think castles had windows this big and were had the glass come from? There really wasn't that much of a view, just the castle walls, but it did give me a sense for the size of the place. Huge. Midnight blue drapes and bedspread... weird 'cause black and silver are dad's colors of choice. Then I noticed that there were telltale signs of female occupancy. Hmm. Looked like dad has a steady. I wondered what the rest of the girls thought about that. I could see some major cat fights. Wow, he brought his leather stuff over too. Wonder why? What the heck was that tucked into the corner? Shit, that's a fifty cal sniper rifle. What the hell? I wandered back to the room that I had claimed and flopped back onto the bed, my mind awhirl.

I don't remember sleep claiming me, but next thing I knew it was just starting to get light out. I went into the bathroom and found out there were a few more surprises for me. Modern plumbing. Where had that come from? Dad obviously. But why... plumbing leads to irrigation... I guess some of that history shit that he used to force on me did have a reason. Dad was always thinking long term; guess I could do worse than to pay attention to him. God, he was larger than life growing up, now that I found out that all of the stories weren't bullshit... damn! I wondered, briefly, what his life must have been like... afterwards. I thought on that as I showered.

Dad poked his head in and suggested that I raid a store for something fresh to wear. He tossed a couple of coins on the bed then told me that as soon as I was dressed to join him for breakfast. I wandered over and picked up the coins... shit! Solid gold! Those must be worth... next to nothing to him. Weird, I really was starting to see things from his point of view. Nothing but metal to trade. We could have taken what we wanted, but he insisted that we pay for it. I did wonder briefly where he got it, though. I picked up a much nicer outfit. I figured I wasn't ready to dress for the position, but it couldn't hurt to look nicer. It was weird shopping without going to the store. This veil thing was handy. I did wander around a little bit, and found out there was a third floor and it was occupied. By females. God, how many did dad have? After I finished I veiled to the dining room... excuse me, hall, and met dad just outside the door. Celeste was waiting for us. God she was a knockout. Then dad popped one out of the blue.

"Celeste, do you have a jacket?"

"Sire, what is a jacket?" She had never... duh, remember where you are, Sean.

He laughed. "I take it that means no."

She placed our food in front of us then started to kneel next to us. I was fascinated by the way she moved. Dad stopped her.

"Celeste, please join us. We need to finish and get going; you would best serve us by eating with us."

"Milord! I couldn't!" She seemed shocked by the idea.

I thought about it for a split second then suddenly I spoke, "Consider it a command then."

Where the hell had that come from? Even dad looked surprised. Funny, I didn't feel uncomfortable with it though. It was like it was from a different part of me.

"Yes sire."

We ate in silence. Dad didn't bring up my comment and I had no answer for him if he did. He had some of the other girls clean up, then got a nice little jacket for Celeste. She melted again. It made me wonder about the living conditions of the villagers. I wasn't that up on medieval history, but I knew that conditions were rough. Dad had me grab my old duster and he grabbed a couple of blankets. We walked out of the main building and through the front gates. Dad stopped and I turned to him, so I didn't get the full effect as two overlapping sonic booms hit me. I turned in time to see two huge, and I do mean huge, dragons coming towards us. And getting bigger! I think that I was too startled to be scared. Then I noticed that I was on my knees. They braked to land and the wind knocked me backwards. I glanced at dad and found that he had knelt and braced Celeste. Who didn't seem to mind the attention at all. God, she was wrapped in him.

"You could have warned me..."

"What?"

He had that smirk on his face that he gets when he has played a huge joke.

"What my ass. You never said that Memneth had grown... to that!"

Then it hit me. Memneth... my... brother? I felt a wave of vertigo for a second.

~Memneth, Archimedes, this is my son, Sean.~

~We are honored to meet you, Your Highness.~

~You must be my brother.~ This was so weird.

His silver scales reflected the colors of the sky and ground around him. Huge corded muscles rippled as he moved and the scales caught the light and shimmered. My brother. I looked into his huge scarlet eyes and felt... that there was something different, massively intelligent.

~I was created by your father and his ladies, long ago.~

His comment shocked me back to reality.

~Long ago?~ It was only thirty years...?

~Time moves differently on this side, my brother.~

~So how old are you?~

~I know not, I think not on such things.~

~Wow, I have a brother with scales.~ That stands as tall as a three story house. God he is big.

~And I have a brother who is a king.~

I felt my stomach knot.

~You didn't have to remind me.~

~You care for it not?~

~No, it isn't my idea of a fun time.~

~Yet it is a job that needs doing.~

~I will do my best, but I still do not like it.~

~Your father will guide you, of this I am certain. Pay close heed, there are things of which no one knows, that he draws guidance from/.~

So there were things that dad hadn't told me. Then again, how could he? I had a hard time believing the old stories to begin with. What the hell else did he know?

~Sean, Archimedes is your ride.~

~By your leave?~

How do you say please to a gigantic black dragon? Politely.

~Of course Your Highness. It will be my honor.~

God they are loud.

Dad gave me a blanket as the dragons went belly down on the ground. I stared at Archimedes, wondering where I could find a ladder. Duh. Veil, stupid. It was like walking on the deck of an aircraft carrier. I couldn't help but wonder how we were to hold on.

~Dad, why are we taking dragons instead of veiling?~

~For the grand entrance of course.~

~Ah, I see.~

Dad had a way of making an entrance. Archimedes rumbled underneath me, it was almost like... nah. Then, his back surged up and the ground fell away with a lurch. I looked around for something to hold onto, before I realized that I wasn't slipping. Strange. With every flap of their wings there was a huge lunge forward followed by an almost weightless, dropping feeling. I heard laughing and looked over at Memneth. Celeste was waving her arms around and acting for all the world like a kid on a roller coaster. I couldn't help but smile. I watched the horizon shift as we banked into a turn. The air shimmered in front of us. A huge veil! Then we were through, gliding over the ground. I heard several more of the blasts as a bunch of smaller dragons joined us. Wow, we were getting and escort. I watched them form up in a big V. They were even flapping their wings in time. Red ones and green ones, a grey one and two brown ones. One of the reds looked like a classic Chinese, and I couldn't figure out how it was flying.

I turned back from my gawking to see a castle. Growing closer. It was bigger than dad's. Suddenly, I realized that this was Camelot.

My new home.

It looked... cleaner? No, less brooding. Dad's held the mysteries... what did this one hold? I looked at all of the towers and rooftops as we circled. I had no idea what some of the things that I was looking at were called. But it had to be at least three times as large as the one we just left. I noticed that instead of one main building in the middle of the outer wall, that this one had several buildings of varying sizes. Then I noticed that there was a whole town built around the outside of it. I wondered why they built outside. It looked as if part of the town had caught fire recently. You could see parts that weren't repaired yet. It must have caught fire from that field, as it was blackened as far out as I could see. Come to think of it, I had seen that when we left outside of dad's castle.

We spiraled out and then started to drop. Literally. It took a few seconds for my stomach to catch up. This was the roller coaster from hell.

I joined dad on the ground and followed his lead, handing my blanket off to Celeste. I dropped in behind him and glanced over my shoulder. Celeste was keeping about six steps behind us. I wondered why she didn't walk with us. Then I caught sight of the small group that was walking out to meet us. There were three of them. The one leading caught my attention. Caught and held. Oh, my god! The outfit she had looked like it was painted on and would have looked at home in any of the strip joints that I used to hang in.

~Oh my god, who is, damn that’s...~ My old hang up. My tongue got tied around pretty girls.

~The one in the lead is Kisselia, the one to her right is Elerith and the one to her left is Maleen.~ Dad explained.

~Then those are sisters?~ My nerves were coming back online.

~Elerith is mine, Kisselia is yours, and Maleen is up in the air at the moment. They are the leaders of their respective groups. Kisselia is the leader, or mother, of all of them.~

I studied the vision leading the pack. God, the way she moved!

~Kisselia? The one in the lead... Oh shit! How does she move like that, that ought to be illegal.~

~Well, I do admit that I had to work on her attitude a little. But she is quite willing to welcome you now.~

~Welcome me or have me for dinner?~

~Funny, she does seem to give off that vibe, doesn't she?~

Yeah, but what am I supposed to do about it? ~So, what do... I mean how...~

~Sean, she is yours, do whatever you wish. Notice what is on Elerith's neck?~

I looked closer at the one the left. Shit, she had a collar on! Then I glanced down at her wrists. Cuffs too.

~Oh shit, is that?~

~Like it? I made it myself.~ Dad chuckled. He was enjoying this.

~Oh my god... so...~

~They are yours. If you really want a treat, find out what their fantasies are and go with it. I guarantee you won't be disappointed.~

I had to think about that for a few. I watched as they knelt before dad. Suddenly I understood something else about him. This was natural to him. Could I become like that? There was nothing stopping me but myself.

"Welcome milord, this is your day, come and be at ease."

"I thank you Lady, but I have business first. I present to you Sean."

I stepped forward, steeling myself. They went down to the ground. I studied them for a second.

"Welcome to your home, Your Highness. We are honored that you could join us on this special day."

I looked over the little white haired elf. She was a knockout, just like the rest, but there was a fire to her. I had a sudden thought, I had better establish my control right now, in front of god and everyone, or there would be trouble down the line. I don't know where it came from, but it felt right.

"Rise, Lady Kisselia."

"Yes, Your Highness."

I could tell the she wasn't expecting that command. Well, let's inspect the goods.

"Turn around."

She looked as if she floated in place. She moved almost like liquid.

"Face me."

She seemed a little less sure of herself. Good, I had her off guard. Now to let her know...

"You will do."

I watched as she kissed the ground again. That put her a step back. Good. She came back up to a kneeling position then reached over her shoulder and pulled a sword from its sheath. She held it to me.

~What should I do?~

~Take it from her, hold it over your head, then focus your power into it till it glows for a moment. Then withdraw your power.~

I took it the raised it overhead. I focused on it and it lit up like a beacon. Cool! I held the focus, and then let it drop. It made my whole body tingle. What a rush.

"Your Highness, how may I serve you?"

I had almost forgotten that she was there. That was a trip. I looked at her and she looked different. I couldn't put my finger on it. What now? Dad said that She was mine... well, let's push it.

"Continue with your party, you will serve me well later."

Well, dad must have been right, there was no mistaking that look. Little girl horny? Wow, that was about as big a rush as the sword thing. She got to her feet and turned. I could swear there was more sway to that cute little ass, if that was possible. God, the way she moved. Looks like dad's party is today, but mine starts tonight. Lord, please make this a quick day!

~Well, how did I do?~

~I would say you are a big hit... Your Highness.~

Shit, he had to remind me.

Rimor

We made our way back to the main group. I noticed that the sisters were arrayed by clan. Each of them fell in behind us and we proceeded into the town. When we got within range, the people roared. I glanced at Sean, who seemed to be taking it all in. I smiled, at least his head wasn't swivelling around like a tourist. He seemed to have picked up a certain poise. I wondered if it was something that the stone had released in him. I thought back to his actions earlier, at the breakfast table and our meeting with Kisselia. Maybe I wouldn't have to keep as close an eye on him as I'd thought.

I did some gawking myself, for the conditions; it was relatively clean. I caught a glimpse of a communal pit behind a couple of buildings. At least they had some idea of sanitation. One less thing to worry about. The buildings were stone and wood, very solid. The streets were packed dirt and stone. I wondered how long that would last with what they were learning back at the castle. I had been asked, before I left to fetch Sean, if I would recommend a book on metallurgy. They were smart, very smart. I had also heard talk of reopening the shops on the lower levels. They wanted working classrooms and labs. I shook my head, that much of a jump in less that two months. They soaked up knowledge like a sponge.

Kisselia led us to an open square filled with people. They parted when we arrived and held a neat line to either side, about six feet from the procession. Kisselia, Elerith and Maleen led us through to a stage where they stopped and turned. Kisselia took Sean to one side and Elerith took me to the other. Then Kisselia assumed the podium.

"People of the Isle. We are here today to celebrate a very special day. On this day a man was born! A man, who with skills learned on his home world, would come forth to do battle for us against our enemies. He came, making no demands on the people, and made this world his home. He asked nothing and almost gave his life. We can do no less than thank him by making this a special day from this time forward."

A cheer went up

~Dad, what the hell is she talking about?~

~What do you mean?~

~Almost gave your life?~

~I underestimated some of our attackers, we will talk about it later.~

~Ok?~

Maleen took the podium.

"People of the Isle. We, the sisters of Stonehenge, owe our lives to this man. He sent two of his sisters, sisters that he had personally trained, to fetch us from destruction. We have gone back to our old halls, to see. There is nothing left! Nothing! If not for his forethought, there would be nothing left of us. We ask also that this day be held special."

The people cheered again.

~You have been busy.~

Elerith took her place next.

"People of the Isle. We the sisters of Merlin's Castle, owe our lives to this man. He stood on the walls and summoned great powers to destroy the craft of our enemies. We watched in horror as the light from the destruction of these craft burned him and threw him from our walls. We watched as he suffered and healed. We heard the first question that he asked on recovery. 'Are the people alright?' We ask also that this day be held special."

They crowd surged forward and screamed. It lasted quite a while this time.

~Dad, I have heard the stories. That sounded like...~

~Sean, they were carrying one kiloton warheads.~

~SHIT!~

~We are going to finish this as soon as we get you settled in, don't worry.~

A man I didn't recognize came up from the crowd.

"People of Camelot. You know me. I was here when the dragons appeared overhead and went out to meet the craft of the sky people. I was here when they destroyed the last one. I know, as do all of you, who sent those dragons to protect us -- people that he had never met. I have been told that one of the dragons is his son. His own creation. He risked much to protect us. We can do no less than to hold this day special from this day forward!"

The crowd was frantic.

Then I saw Gavin. He smiled at me then took his place.

"People of the Isle. We, the people of Lanith, now of Michael's castle, paid this man a grievous ill. We condemned him out of hand and sought to destroy him. He repaid us by sparing us, even when he held the power to cleanse us from the land. He asked nothing more than the safety of the sisters as a payment for our treatment of him. He has led us and taught us many wondrous things. He has saved countless people. But, the greatest thing that he did for me, was one night after an attack, he brought me back to Lanith to bring the remainder of our people to the safety of his castle. That night, he called the man who had so carelessly passed judgment on him, friend. I do not ask that this day be made special, I demand it!"

I was stunned by Gavin's speech. I had never guessed that it meant so much to him, to be friends, to be forgiven a mistake.

~Dad?~

~Yes, Sean?~

~Do you know that you are crying?~

~No, I didn't. But what does it matter?~

~I have never seen you cry before.~

~I have never been this loved before.~

There were no other speakers. Kisselia resumed the podium and held her arms over her head to still the people. It took several minutes. When they were quiet she swept her eyes across them.

"People of the Isle. How say you?"

The roar was deafening. Kisselia pulled me forward. They managed to get even louder. Finally, it died down enough to let me speak.

"People of the Isle. You cannot know how important you are to me. I come from a world that has perverted faith; that makes war on each other because of differences of ideas, of viewpoints or failing that, the difference of the color of their skins. I came here seeking a new start. A chance to make something pure, untainted by the petty politics and greed of mun... men. After our initial disagreement..."

There was a little laughter from the crowd.

"I was welcomed and made to feel as if I belonged here. I could do no less than to protect the people who has given me a sanctuary from the madness that I fled. I can do no less than to teach them anything that can help them grow. You sought to make me a ruler. Alas, that is something that I cannot do. For a ruler must lead. I am here to teach and defend. So I brought you one who can be a ruler, who is honest and strong. In the time of our world's reckoning, he is young. But he has made his mistakes and learned from them. I know this because he is my son."

I motioned for Sean to join me.

"This is my son Sean. I ask you to welcome him as you have me. To work with him as you have me. Let us all grow together!"

There was no roar, no cheer this time. Instead, they knelt. Every last one of them. Kisselia joined us at the podium.

"People of the Isle! We start a new era this day! We have a king. We have a teacher and protector. We have a new hope!"

Now came the roar.

I was starting to think that I would make a fortune here tomorrow with throat drops. When it was over the party started and man, could those elves party! Sean and I stayed together for most of the day. We wandered about exploring. It was kind of hard as, wherever we went, we were given food, drink, or any bauble that they thought had caught our eye. Some of the other offers made my son blush at first. But he politely refused. Still, he had quite a following. There were no established meals, as the food and spirits were flowing throughout the day. Music, singing and dance. It was nothing strange to round a corner and see the whole street dancing while elves played music from the windows. Crafts and games abound also. There was one game in one of the fields that reminded me a lot of soccer. We watched that for over an hour. The sisters popped in now and again to keep track of us, or see if we needed anything. Finally as the sun was dipping in the west, Elerith popped in.

"Milord, Your Highness, we beg your presence at the castle."

She opened a veil and we followed her through it.

We arrived in a vaulted hall. I looked around the room then stopped dead in my tracks.

Rimor Lima

I watched the sisters' asses sway as they started to lead us. Sweet. It didn't seem as if dad felt like talking, so we were quiet as we walked. We entered the town and I got my first taste of medieval culture. I had seen parts of Indy that looked worse. There was a different feeling here too. More open? I guess. All I know was that I felt really relaxed. I glanced behind me and saw the triple line of sisters following. Even this didn't seem strange. I just kept following and let my mind go blank, soaking it all in.

I came back to my senses as we entered a square. It was packed with elves. People. I figured that we would have to push our way through, but they backed away as we approached. I tried to imagine that happening back home. Yeah, right. I started to pay more attention to where we were going. As the last of the crowd parted, I saw a stage. I wondered briefly who was performing. Then I chuckled, it was probably us. Followed by the thought, 'God don't make me speak.' Sure enough, we stepped up on the stage. Kisselia took my arm and led me to the side. Dad was taken to the other side. Then Kisselia stepped up to the stand.

"People of the Isle. We are hear today to celebrate a very special day. On this day a man was born!"

Damn she has a beautiful voice.

"A man, who with skills learned on his home world, would come forth to do battle for us against our enemies. He came, making no demands on the people, and made this world his home. He asked nothing and almost gave his life."

Say what!!!

"We can do no less than thank him by making this a special day from this time forward."

The people started to cheer. I started to freak. What the hell did she mean "Almost gave his life"?

~Dad, what the hell is she talking about?~

~What do you mean?~ He sounded too controlled. There was something up.

~Almost gave your life?~

~I underestimated some of our attackers, we will talk about it later.~

~Ok?~

So he was dodging the issue. I knew better than to press him on it, but I wasn't going to forget it either.

The little elf called Maleen stepped up and took Kisselia's place.

"People of the Isle. We, the sisters of Stonehenge, owe our lives to this man. He sent two of his sister, sisters that he had personally trained, to fetch us from destruction."

Destruction? What the hell? Was this a full scale war?

"We have gone back to our old halls, to see. There is nothing left! Nothing! If not for his forethought, there would be nothing left of us. We ask also that this day be held special."

Nothing left... I glanced around, most of the buildings were stone. I assumed that the construction would be the same. What the hell took out a building that was big enough to house thirteen sisters?

The crowd, of course, cheered. Myself, I was starting to get a little uneasy.

~You have been busy.~

Dad didn't reply.

Then Elerith stepped up.

"People of the Isle. We the sisters of Merlins Castle, owe our lives to this man. He stood on the walls and summoned great powers to destroy the craft of our enemies. We watched in horror as the light from the destruction of these craft burned him and threw him from our walls. We watched as he suffered and healed. We heard the first question that he asked on recovery. 'Are the people alright?' We ask also that this day be held special."

I was stunned. What she was describing...

The crowd was screaming.

~Dad, I have heard the stories. That sounded like...~

~Sean, they were carrying one kiloton warheads.~ His thoughts sounded cold.

~SHIT!~

~We are going to finish this as soon as we get you settled in, don't worry.~

If he was trying to reassure me, it wasn't working.

Some guy stepped up next.

"People of Camelot. You know me. I was here when the dragons appeared overhead and went out to meet the craft of the sky people. I was here when they destroyed the last one. I know, as do all of you, who sent those dragons to protect us -- people that he had never met. I have been told that one of the dragons is his son. His own creation. He risked much to protect us. We can do no less than to hold this day special from this day forward!"

So this attack took place on several fronts. The burn marks on the edge of town was where the dragons let one get too close. That meant that dad sacrificed the Stonehenge sisters' place and covered these two as best he could. I started to wonder how many were in the attack.

Next, some other guy stood up. I watched as he smiled at dad, they looked like... friends?

"People of the Isle. We, the people of Lanith, now of Michael's castle, paid this man a grievous ill. We condemned him out of hand and sought to destroy him. He repaid us by sparing us, even when he held the power to cleanse us from the land. He asked nothing more than the safety of the sisters as a payment for our treatment of him. He has led us and taught us many wondrous things. He has saved countless people. But, the greatest thing that he did for me, was one night after an attack, he brought me back to Lanith to bring the remainder of our people to the safety of his castle. That night, he called the man who had so carelessly passed judgment on him, friend. I do not ask that this day be made special, I demand it!"

I was in shock though most of his speech. I looked at dad and got another jolt. I think that I have only seen dad cry maybe once and I was so young then, I am not sure.

~Dad?~

~Yes, Sean?~

~Do you know that you are crying?~

~No, I didn't. But what does it matter?~

~I have never seen you cry before.~

~I have never been this loved before.~

I took that in, as Kisselia returned. She waved the crowd to silence. It didn't last long.

"People of the Isle. How say you?"

It sounded like a rock concert. Damn they were loud. Then I noticed that Dad had stepped to the stand.

"People of the Isle. You cannot know how important you are to me. I come from a world that has perverted faith; that makes war on each other because of differences of ideas, of viewpoints or failing that, the difference of the color of their skins. I came here seeking a new start. A chance to make something pure, untainted by the petty politics and greed of mun... men. After our initial disagreement..."

I got a chuckle from that and so did everyone else. Dad hates to speak like this, but damn he is good at it.

"I was welcomed and made to feel as if I belonged here. I could do no less than to protect the people who have given me a sanctuary from the madness that I fled. I can do no less than to teach them anything that can help them grow. You sought to make me a ruler. Alas, that is something that I cannot do. For a ruler must lead. I am here to teach and defend. So I brought you one who can be a ruler, who is honest and strong. In the time of our world's reckoning, he is young. But he has made his mistakes and learned from them. I know this because he is my son."

I was slightly dazed by the verbal slight of hand that slid him from the front and thrust me there. The old bastard did it again!

"This is my son Sean. I ask you to welcome him as you have me. To work with him as you have me. Let us all grow together!"

I watched as they all went to their knees. I had this weird shiver go up my spine. They were taking me as their king on just my dad's word. How long had he been here, to develop so much trust? I barely noticed Kisselia, until she spoke.

"People of the Isle! We start a new era this day! We have a king. We have a teacher and protector. We have a new hope!"

I thought that they were loud before... damn!

Then the party started. One thing for sure, we weren't going to go hungry. I learned early on not to stare at any one thing too long, especially a girl. I got propositioned more times than I could count. I remembered what dad had said though. But, damn, some of them wanted to strip right there in the street! I was rather relieved when they finally took the hint and backed off a little. They still followed us around though. I was planning on cutting out and doing a little exploring on my own, but it didn't take long for me to really appreciate dad's presence. Through it all, we didn't talk that much. I couldn't tell if he was lost in thought or just letting me soak in the sights.

It was a party too. There was everything from drinks (I have no idea what they were) to food, to entertainment. They played games where ever they could find a spot big enough or if there were too many people, they danced. God those elven ladies could dance. It didn't look as if they had a bone in their body. I was glad, as the day wore on, that I hadn't picked a tighter pair of pants while I was shopping. Every once in a while, one of dad's girls would pop in. It liked to scared the shit out of me the first time that it happened. It didn't do too much for a few of the locals either. The one that really sat me back, dropped in later in the day. They had been wearing robes when they first met us, but then they started showing up in tube dresses and such. Then the one he called Tinimia showed up. Instant hardon. I mean, my god, a latex cat suit? She even acted like a cat... to the point that I was tempted to pet her and scratch behind her ears. She conned dad into walking her for a bit. She led. Thank god for loose pants. That tail... How dad could calmly hold her leash, while she strutted in front of us, I will never know. Funny thing was, none of the locals even seemed to notice. I mean they would look, but it didn't bother them in the least. I thought about that for quite a while.

We walked all day, stopping to see this or that, watching a game. The town wasn't that big, but I got to see every part of it and it was a long hike on foot. I got the feeling that all of the people we not from the town either. For one thing there wasn't enough room for them. They all got along, though. I didn't see so much as an argument, let alone a scuffle. I figured as the day wore on, that they would slow down some. Wrong. They just kept partying. Funny thing was, even though they were drinking, and I knew from personal experience that those drinks were alcoholic, not one of them looked drunk.

I was watching a group of girls dancing, drooling actually, when Elerith showed up. Whoa, I understood the midnight blue curtains in dad's room now.

"Milord, Your Highness, we beg your presence at the castle."

We veiled to the castle. All of the sisters were around the outside of this huge room. It almost looked like one of those old churches. But what caught my eye was in the center of the room.

Munia Donatus

"What the hell?"

"They are for you, milord." Elerith looked uneasy.

"Why are they bound?"

There were three female elves withering on the floor. They were also gagged, making a low moaning sound. As I watched one of them managed to roll on top of the other's foot. It looked like she was humping it, or trying to.

"It is their time milord, they will be... uncontrollable till it is almost over."

I was stunned.

"You mean..."

"It is a time of total wanting. It is like the passion you give us many times over. The needing takes over all thought."

"My god... Why haven't I seen this before?"

"When we first enter, there is a drug which causes a stupor. None of yours had come in and the villagers kept the lady in question at home and guarded."

"And if they... breed?"

"There is usually someone standing aside to restrain her when the male finally collapses."

"Where..."

"They were selected from the villages around your castle and Camelot. There was quite the competition between the parents and spouses."

What the hell had I gotten into this time? Parents and spouses? Shit! I slowly walked towards them. One of them spotted me and started to inchworm across the floor. Then I caught the scent. My head spun and I felt the blood roar in my ears. I stepped back, breathing hard.

After I caught my breath. "I notice you forgot to mention something."

Elerith was trying to hide a grin. "Oh, yes, their scent stirs the blood."

"Good god!"

"Which one would you like first?"

Like this was a normal occurrence. My head was still pounding.

"There is a room I will take you to; we will bring whichever you desire."

It occurred to me suddenly that I couldn't refuse. To do so would be a slight to both the villagers and the sisters. From the sounds of it, this wouldn't be a quickie either. I had to handle this delicately though. I looked at them for a while.

"Then send me the blond, she reminds me of you."

Elerith blushed down to her breasts. "Yes, milord." Then she grinned and hugged me.

"Thank you for understanding," she continued.

Understanding? I would puzzle it out later, I thought as I headed to the room, following Elerith.

~Dad? Where are you going?~

~It looks like to get laid.~

~Now?~

~The elves got together and found those three in the middle of the floor. To put it bluntly, they are in heat. I can see no way out of this without hurting a few feelings.~

~Then you didn't know?~

~This is as big a shock to me as it is you. This is the first time that I have encountered them in this state.~

~Then you are going to just...~

~Fuck their brains out, I guess. To them, it is a big honor. One thing I learned a long time ago is don't screw with someone's honor, whether you understand it or not.~

~So what should I do?~

~I would suggest Kisselia.~

~I meant...~

~I know son, just play it by ear and do not ask them to do anything.~

~Why?~

~Because you are their leader. You ask for advice, you tell them what to do.~

Suscipio

I watched as Elerith led dad from the room. She said something on her passing and three of dad's sisters grabbed the little blond elf from the center and carried her, following after dad. I shook my head, wondering where this was all going. Without dad, I was more than a little unsure of myself. Unsure hell, I was scared stiff.

"Your Highness?"

How I kept from jumping, I'll never know. I turned and saw Kisselia kneeling next to me.

"Yes?" My voice sounded a lot calmer than I felt.

"Would you care to rejoin the festivities?"

Not without dad. There was too much that I didn't know.

"No, I think I would like to retire. Show me to my room."

She studied me as she rose. I did nothing to give her any idea one way or the other, what to expect. When in doubt, keep them off guard. I reflected, another lesson from dad.

"As you wish, Highness."

I followed her as she led me out into a hallway. I was half watching her ass and half studying my suroundings. One thing was sure, this place was huge. I thought that dad's place was big. We went up a broad staircase and down another hall. There were doors to the left and right of us. I counted twelve. We went to the end of the hall to a big set of double doors. As she turned to open them, I caught a glimmer of gold between her legs.

"Stop."

"Your Highness?" She looked at me in confusion.

"Turn and face me."

She turned, looking more confused. I looked between her legs and saw a gold ring. Probably a present from dad. I slowly walked to her then bent over and flicked it. Her eyes went wide and her breath caught in her throat.

"And where did you get this, little girl?"

"I... I awoke... at your fathers castle... and it was there. Your Highness." She was breathing in gasps.

I flicked it again and she went to her knees.

"Your... highness... please..."

I smiled at her, then unziped my pants and flopped my dick in her face. I think her mouth opened before her eyes registered what it was. I let her nurse on it for a while, she was actually pretty good, then pulled her to her feet. She looked at me in confusion again. I pointed to the door. She turned and opened it, stepping aside to let me pass. I grabbed her arm and pushed her though ahead of me, then closed the door. She was off balance, so I steadied her and guided her through the room to another set of doors. These opened to the bedroom. Drawing her through with me, I took her to the foot of the bed and bent her over the rail.

"Your Highness?"

I didn't say anything. I put one hand on the small of her back and pulled her hot pants down with the other. I ran my finger up her slit and it came away quite wet. Good. I pushed my dick up against her and she tried to raise up. I held her bent over. I pushed forward and she started to wiggle, so I shoved it in and held her pinned against the bed. She was tight.

"Please, Your Highness..."

"Please?"

"I am in need, please."

"Oh, you need to be fucked, then."

"Yes, yes I need fucked. Please."

I thought about dad and his witches. Hmm, maybe I had a guide.

"You want to be my little fuck toy?"

"Yes, Your Highness, please..."

"Then beg me to fuck you like a good little slut."

"Your Highness please, I am begging you, please fuck me."

I slowly pulled out then shoved it back hard. She gasped then cried out.

"Not bad littleone. What else can I do with my little toy?"

"Anything, Your Highness, just please keep fucking me."

"What if I wanted to fuck your ass?"

"Oh, please fuck my ass, just fuck me, please."

"How about your throat?"

"If it pleases you, fuck my throat."

"So I can use you how I see fit?"

"Yes, yes please use me, fuck me, please, please!" She was whimpering by this point.

I grabbed her waist with both hands. They went all the way around. Then, keeping her trapped against the footboard, I started to fuck her hard, pounding into her. She screamed and I felt her whole body tighten. I didn't let up. I was shaking the bed by this point. She was panting and moaning. The moans rose in pitch then her body tightened again. Over and over I made her cum, using her body, pumping into it. She was thrashing around like crazy, by this point. Still I didn't let up. I was amazed that I hadn't cum yet. I felt detached, floating, just enjoying the sensations. Finally she let out a weak cry and went limp.

I studied her for a minute. She was out. Now that I had some time, I started to compare notes. I had read all of dad's stories, at least the ones that made the website and I had his words and actions to go by. So the basic problem was, what did I want to do? By her reaction, anything that I wanted. At least when she was this keyed up, she was controllable. So the if I basically fucked her senseless a few more times, she might just be completely under my thumb. Under control... If she woke up completely restrained and I used her as I wished, that would really drive the point home. This one was the key to controlling the rest of them, so with her under control, the rest should fall in line. With my previous performance, I was guessing that the stone had enhanced my performance levels... somewhat drastically. I wondered if I could stretch this out all night. I toyed with that thought for a while. Every time she would wake, have her in a different position, no choice on how she was used... yes, that should work. Now how to go about getting what I needed?

What to do... dad had a lot of toys in his room, but I wanted my own collection. I understood his motives for paying for them, but I had no gold... or did I? I let my mind go out. I sensed dad first, then his girls, then a cold intelligence that I quickly identified as the throne? I guess that the throne here served the same purpose as the stone at dad's place. I linked.

~How may I help you, Your Highness?~

Well, at least it was polite.

~Is there any gold available for use in Camelot?~

~Yes, in the royal treasury.~

~Location, show me.~

I saw a three-dee map of the castle as it zoomed through the different levels and centered on the basement.

~Thank you.~

I opened a veil and stepped through. There were cases stacked around the room. I went to one of the stacks and popped the top on it. Whew, no worries on the bills for a while. I looked at the size of the box and figured that I wouldn't be moving it, at least not by myself. I grabbed a hand full and veiled back to my room. Sleeping beauty was still out of it, so I went shopping.

Totus Bonus Res

On our way to the room, I pulled Elerith aside.

"Ok, why is Kisselia's collar off?"

Elerith paled. "I just thought... I mean... it was for... your son, milord."

"My son?"

"We thought that he would want to put her collar on himself, milord."

That one set me back a pace. She had obviously figured it out from what little hints that I had dropped. My estimation on them kept rising everyday. I couldn't be mad, hell, they had thought it out better than I. It was rather touching in fact.

"Thank you, you have shown more forethought than I in this matter."

You would have thought that I had handed her a bouquet of roses. She blushed and kissed my cheek. "Thank you, milord."

The furnishing of the room we spartan, to say the least. One door, one bed, four walls and no windows. It looked more like a cell. I wandered over to the bed. It was a plain four poster, about the size of a queen back on earth. I sat down and looked at Elerith.

"Why?"

"Milord?"

"Why are they doing this?"

"I do not understand, milord."

I thought for a minute, struggling to get my thoughts into words.

"Why are they so eager..." To let their women get raped? To get used by someone that they knew by reputation only, someone that they had never met?

"Sire, there is not a woman on the isle that would pass up a chance to lay with a master."

To bear children... it was ingrained into everything they did. It made sense, intellectually, but the reality of it...

"I see..."

"Sire, we need for you to do this. Is it such an onerous task? This is your day, we will do as you wish; we only want to please you."

"No, no. I am just trying to understand. I am honored by your gift." And shocked, but that will pass.

We were interrupted by a commotion outside the door. Veraina came though a few seconds later with a pair of feet, followed by Asinith and Eschele. They were carrying the little blond elf, who was struggling for dear life.

Veraina looked up at me in shock. "Why are your clothes still on? Hurry, we can't hold her much longer!"

The little blond pulled her legs in, catching Veraina off balance, and then kicked out, throwing her in into the wall. This caused Asinith to lose her grip on her midsection, followed shortly by Eschele letting go of her shoulders. The little blond hit the floor with a thump, then proceeded to roll in my direction. I was stunned for a moment, and then the scent hit me. I dove for her. I felt hands on me and a tugging. I glanced up to see Elerith with a belt in her hands. I ripped the cords that held the little blond's legs together and then the wrap. Her legs came up in a V and I dove between them. I felt another tugging and my feet were jerked out from underneath me. Which buried my face in the girl's twat. I lost all reason. My legs were tangled in something so I kicked and they came free, followed by an "oomph". I got back to my knees long enough to surge forward. I hooked her knees with my elbows and bent her almost double. I thrust myself several times then felt myself enter her. She was soaked. Her eyes went wide as I plunged in to the hilt. I heard her scream through her gag as she fought to get her arms free. I didn't care. I felt her feet start to kick as I pulled out then slammed back in. Her back arched and another muffled scream got past the gag. I felt her cunt grab a hold of me and squeeze like a hand. I felt a shock down my spine as I came. I didn't even pause. I started slamming myself into her as hard and as fast as I could. She thrashed back and forth, grunting in time with my assault on her cunt.

A few minutes later, I came again. She had loosened up and the lubrication from my cum eased the friction somewhat. It must have taken another ten minutes for me to cum again. She had stopped thrashing and started to rock her hips up to meet me. Time after time I felt her cum, riding wave after wave. Her scent still held me in its thrall. I was to the point that I was losing sensitivity in my cock, so I looked for something tighter to put it in. I pulled out then dropped my aim. Her back arched and a long protracted scream came from her gag as I slammed myself into her asshole. She went back to thrashing and screaming. I was pumping her ass as hard as her cunt, with no other thought than getting off. I have no idea how long it was before she went limp. I only know that I was finally tackled and knocked off of her. There was a woman in my arms. In my state, I had no idea who it was. She never stood a chance. Her dress was off and as she tried to roll away, she got pinned to the floor. Her cunt was still tight. I pumped away at her for a while, and then was tackled again. As I recovered, I saw another bound elf in front of me, her legs already free. The world dropped away into a haze.

Finally, I felt cold water hit my face. My eyes blurred then refocused. I felt myself dragged from the room. My throat was parched and my body ached. As my thoughts cleared, I saw Elerith kneeling in front of me with a flagon of water. I drained it.

"More." I croaked.

Veraina handed me another then took the one from Elerith to refill. It took about four to quench my thirst.

"What happened?" I felt as if I had run a marathon.

"We never considered that you would outlast all three of them."

I did what?

"We had to go in and drag you off of the last one, as there was no way to get fresh air to you. You also got Yondelin and Asinith."

"I got them?"

"During the times that we were trying to get the one that had passed out."

I looked up into Elerith's face. I saw a look of almost fear.

"I think we need to plan it a little better in the future." I chuckled.

The look softened then she smiled.

"We had better start planning then, milord, Tinimia is due in a handful of days."

I just stared at her.

Convinco

I had just gotten the last strap in place as Kisselia started to awaken. I sat back and watched as her first feeble attempts to free herself got more and more frantic. The ring-gag in her mouth made any cries unintelligible. I had found this... bench at a shop in Europe. It looked like a shortened saw horse with a padded top. It was the perfect height to put her on her knees. Her arms and legs were strapped to the legs and two more straps went across her upper and lower back. I had opted for just mild bondage this first go round, just to see how she would react. She was a beautiful sight as her body tensed and struggled, her head whipping back and forth, her eyes wild and unfocused. I doubted that she even knew that I was there. I knelt down in front of her.

"Hello, littleone, did you think we were finished playing? Just because you decided to rest, doesn't mean that I am finished using you. Now let's see what other tricks you can do."

I gathered her silky white hair together and pulled her head up. She let out a little cry, just before I plunged my cock into her mouth. To my surprise, she lunged forward, taking me deeper than I had intended. I felt my head enter her throat, and then I felt her swallow, drawing me farther in. I stopped in shock as she tried to work me farther down her throat, her whole body fighting her restraints. I shook my head in disbelief, then shrugged, what the hell. This was all new to me. So I slowly slid forward and she devoured it. I pulled back out again so she could breathe and pushed back. She lunged to meet me. Getting a girl to suck cock back home was hard enough, but here, this one wanted to devour me. She was whimpering and squirming. I pushed into her till her nose was pressed against me and she was still lunging forward. I took the hint and started to fuck her face. I had to keep focused so that I didn't cut off her air for too long.

I pounded away at her face for a while, when finally I felt myself start to release. I backed out to give her one good breath then buried it in her throat. I saw stars as I came. As my eyes came back into focus, I saw that she still had the head in her mouth and was sucking for what she was worth.

Reluctantly I pulled away from her. She whimpered as it popped from her mouth. I crawled around behind her and pushed it against her cunt. She tried to meet me as best she could. This girl couldn't get enough. I shrugged my shoulders and shoved it home. Her head shot up and she let out a high moan. I grabbed her hair again and started to pull myself forward with it. I felt her pussy clench, then wetness on my legs. God this bitch was hot! I got lost in fucking her for a while. She was cumming almost continually by this point, when my release snuck up on me. I suddenly rammed myself into her, skidding the bench forward about a foot and she tightened on me like a vice. Then she collapsed again. Wow.

Next... I sat in the chair, waiting as she started to come back around. Scenery had changed for her somewhat this time. I had her legs tied to the upper curtain rails on the bed with her hands and elbows strapped beneath her. Her ass was lifted about six inched by the ropes and a rope ran from her wrists to the foot board. I had changed out the ring gag for a short but thick penis gag and had given her a plug for her ass. I was sitting at the foot of the bed, staring at the exaggerated V made by her legs. I could smell her arousal as she started to struggle against her bonds. It didn't take much to get this one going; that was for sure.

"Awake yet, littleone? I thought that I would take care of your neglected hole this time. Do you like it?"

Her reply, of course, was rather muffled by the gag, but her body spoke volumes. I got up and crawled over the foot boards then just rammed myself into her little hot cunt. Her back arched and a moan came from behind the gag. She was at the perfect height for the pounding that I proceeded to give her. We didn't last long this time, coming together. She, of course, fainted again.

I strapped her arms together in front of her and tied them to the foot of the bed. I simply rolled her over then pushed her legs up and ran ropes from behind her knees to the corners of the head board. This stuck her ass up in the air quite nicely. It looked as if it was going to take her a while to awaken this time, so I walked to my newly acquired collection and selected a nice riding crop. I wondered how she would react to this. She awoke with the first stroke, and got quite vocal by the twentieth. Her gag did manage to keep the worst of the noise down. When I plunged into her this time, she was burning hot. As I stroked her I would occasionally nudge her plug so that I could watch her back arch. We had the usual finale a few minutes later.

This time I pulled the plug from her ass. Since she didn't seem too bothered by the crop, I opted for something a little different this time. I found a vibrator with one of those clit ticklers on it. Sliding it home, I looped a rubber band around it and took some paper clips and hooked them to her nipple rings. I didn't change her position otherwise. I awoke her with the crop again.

"Guess where little girl is going to get it this time?"

Her moan was straight from her soul. I had lubed myself with some stuff from one of the places that I had "shopped". I could see no reason to hesitate, so I slid into her ass to the hilt. Her whole body went rigid and her asshole clamped on me so hard that it was almost painful. I was about to pull out to see if she was alright, when I noticed the wetness on my legs. Damn, she got off on that! I switched on the vibrator and started to do her little ass hard. It didn't take long for either of us.

She awoke the next time with me still in her ass. I had strapped her legs together, and then ran a rope to the footboard. The vibrator was still in place and her wrists were chained to her collar. She was lying on top of me, on her back and I had my arms around her, holding her down. I pushed down with my feet on the foot board and pulled her legs straight. She quivered and fought. But her struggles were just shoving me deeper into her. I let her go for a while then proceeded to royally ream her ass.

"Are you alright, littleone?"

She looked up at me in shock, then down at herself. She was nude, but otherwise unrestrained.

"Yes, Your Highness."

She made a move as if to rise from the bed.

"No, you rest awhile, littleone."

She dropped back down. "Yes, Your Highness."

"You can call me master now, littleone."

"Yes, Master." The sincerity in her eyes spoke volumes.

"Tell me, littleone, what do you fantasize about?"

"Master?"

"What is your fantasy?"

She thought for a few moments. "Master, it is to be held."

Huh?

"I have fought for power and alienated everyone that was close to me. I am lonely and wish to be held." There was a tear in her eye.

So that is how we went to sleep.

Praeter

"So, what happened to my son?"

"He went to his room after you left." Elerith smirked.

"And?"

"I doubt that Kisselia will be a problem anymore."

"And you know this how?"

She looked a little embarrassed. "I checked in on them a few times."

"Oh?"

"Not physically, sire, I just did a little peek."

"I see." It was late and we were lying in our bed, Elerith curled up next to me.

"Thank you sire."

My eyebrows rose. "For what?"

"For understanding our gift. There was little else that we could give you."

The gift that keeps on giving. I still wasn't comfortable with that arrangement, but I understood. It was more survival for them, than anything.

"The girls are quite well now."

"Well?"

"They were not used to the suddenness of the act with you. That and you somehow took them out of season."

"Say what?"

"They are out of their time now. Somehow, it is as if you sated their desire."

The implications of that were too far out to even contemplate. Then another nasty thought reared its ugly head. Once word of this gets out... I groaned.

"Sire?"

"Nothing El, just sleep."

"Yes, sire." As she snuggled in closer.

We awoke the next morning to knocking at the door.

"Enter."

Eschele entered and dropped to her knees. "Milord, His Highness awaits your pleasure in the dining hall."

What the hell was he doing here? He should be with his ladies by now. I figured I wasn't going to get the answer laying in bed so I smacked Elerith on her ass.

"Milord?"

"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty, my son dropped in for a visit."

"The king is here?"

"Yes, and I can only wonder why. Throw on some clothes, we are going to find out."

I do love to watch her dress. I suppose that was why she was waiting for me while I finished pulling my boots on. We veiled to the hall outside of the dining hall and walked in. The place was in chaos. None of the elves had been warned of his visit and they were all trying to do what they could to make him comfortable. Which, of course, was having the opposite effect. The whole room breathed a sigh of relief when we walked in. I told Elerith to see to breakfast and joined my son at the table. He looked frazzled.

"Hey, old man."

"I got your old..."

"God, is it going to be like this wherever I go?"

"I would say, until they get used to you, yes."

"Shit." He slumped in his chair.

"So what brings you..."

"The same shit started back at Camelot, as soon as I stepped from the room. I swear they would have wiped my ass for me, if I'd let them. Kisselia finally calmed them down a little, and then suggested that I visit you, until she could get things better organized."

"So, how did it go with Kisselia, by the way?"

"I, um..."

"Son, this is the most open environment that you could ask for. Go ahead."

"I basically fucked her over and over, in different restraints, 'til I drove the point home. Pardon the pun."

"You established your dominance."

"Yes, then I got the surprise."

"Oh?"

"Her fantasy... she needs to be held and loved."

I stared at my son in shock. Kisselia?

"She was lonely, she admitted that it was her own doing, but something that you did to her, broke down her walls and she couldn't handle it."

That explained the weird turn-around in her makeup. I shelved that thought for later.

"I see... about that, there is something that you need to know."

"Oh, about their conditioning? The throne already advised me on that."

"The throne?"

"It's about the same thing as the stone. I spent a little while on it asking questions."

"Oh, really? I wonder, then, just what else on this world is linked."

"Linked?"

"They interface to what they call the matrix. It seems to be a web of power around this world. I haven't fully explored all of its properties, but it is what we draw on when we do our tricks."

"So you are not drawing from things around you, like you used to."

"Actually, I am not sure where it is getting its power from. But, I do know, that I do not have to concentrate to maintain it, like I used to."

Celeste and Elerith arrived with our food. I noticed that we had the room to ourselves.

"El, where is everyone?"

"They were not invited to the royal audience, milord."

My son blanched and I sighed.

"El, tell everyone to get their butts in here and eat. Tell them that Sean is not to be treated any differently than me while he is here."

Elerith turned white. "Milord! I couldn't..."

Sean sighed. "Consider it a command then, and. Celeste?"

She caught her breath. "Your Highness?"

"Get your cute little ass in a seat and join us."

"Yes, Your Highness."

She had been around him before, so she wasn't as hesitant as some that wandered in. I watched as the usual crowd gathered at the table, glancing at Sean uneasily. Suddenly, I watched a slow smile come to his face.

"Celeste. How did you like your dragon ride yesterday?"

Her face colored for a second. "It was quite enjoyable, Your Highness."

"The ride… or having dad's arms around you?"

Her face turned bright red. "Um... both, Your Highness."

"Really have the hots for him, don't you?"

Gavin had joined us by this point, and was listening in shock.

"Um... yes, Your Highness."

"Well, don't worry, he will probably take you for another ride, sometime soon."

You could have heard a pin drop. It took me a few moments to figure out what he was up to.

"Oh, Sean, this is Gavin."

"Yes, I heard you at the gathering, yesterday. So, did you really try to kill dad?"

I could see Gavin trying to work his way into the seat. "Um, there was a misunderstanding..."

Sean laughed. "I bet, he wasn't easy to kill before he got his powers back... I can't imagine now."

That got Gavin's attention. "He lost..."

"Oh, not totally, but he has been hunted most of his life. He has never had that many friends. I am glad that he found one."

"I... I..."

"Gavin, I grew up in my dad's shadow. He can be very hard to understand and even harder to deal with. If he calls you friend, there must be one hell of a reason."

I noticed that the elves were starting to relax a little. My son was drawing them out.

"Don't let him fool you, Gavin. Sean can be a terror when he puts his mind to it."

Celeste looked confused. "A terror, milord?"

"Oh, I remember one time, when he was growing up, he took the hinge pins from my bedroom door. Took the bolts that held the knob on too. I went to open the door and it fell into the room, leaving me holding the doorknob in my hand."

By this time, Gavin's head was swiveling back and forth. I could see confusion, then amusement in his face.

"Hey, old man. I remember the time you and Mike stopped in for pizza and wound up stealing the girls that Mikey and I were trying to hit on!"

"And doing a damn shitty job. You sat there tongue tied while I got that little girl's phone number."

Gavin finally spoke up. "What is a phone?"

"It is a little plastic box that lets you talk to people over a distance." I explained.

Eschele piped in, "I remember those from your memories, milord."

Elrod had wandered in, earlier. "I remember reading about those. There are several different types aren't there?"

This started an animated discussion. I chuckled to myself at the scene, elves discussing the difference between wired phones and cell phones. The twilight zone had nothing on this. Gradually the entire room relaxed and the normal routines of breakfast took over.

~Dad, I see what I need to do now.~

~Oh?~

~I just had to get away and regroup, I think that I can pull something off like this back home.~

I wondered, to myself, if he realized that he had just called Camelot home.

Oriens

I awoke with my arm around something soft. My brain was still fuzzy and I couldn't figure out for the life of me what it was. Then it moved. I looked down an saw a head of white hair. Then it all came rushing back to me. I fought back a panic attack, taking a deep breath, another one of dad's tricks. I took another and caught her scent. It calmed me. I pulled her a little closer and she moaned and wiggled in tighter to me. I could get used to waking like this, if it wasn't for the panic. I smiled and let sleep retake me.

I was awakened again by an insistent pressure in my bladder. Shit, I was going to have to get up this time. I carefully slid out of bed to keep from waking Kisselia and explored the apartment. It would seem that dad hadn't gotten around to upgrading here. Part of me rebelled at using the outdoor latrines like I had when we were in the town. I shook that off. If I was going to live here, I was going to have to adapt. I could talk with dad about upgrading later. Hell, he could probably do it for me. I wandered from the room and down the hall, a little exploring wouldn't hurt. The castle was quiet. Good. I really didn't want to deal with anyone yet. I wandered around for quite a while, not finding what I was looking for, and wound up in the throne room. I stared at the throne, till the cold chills left my spine. Then I sat down. I chuckled to myself, thinking that this wasn't the throne that I was looking for.

~Your Highness.~

~Where are the restrooms?~

~Restrooms?~

Shit, culture shock again. I sighed to myself, what the hell did they call them here? Ah, I pictured in my mind what I wanted. I was immediately rewarded with an image of their location. I made a mental note, then, since the urge was growing, veiled to the location. I arrived to the sound of an ear piercing scream. Shit. At least the little elf that made it fell forward when she fainted. I sighed and sat down to take care of business. As I was preparing to get up, she stirred.

"Your Highness? How may I serve you?"

Definitely an awkward moment. "Um, nothing."

"Yes Your Highness." She remained on her knees.

I sighed and got up, pulling up my pants on the way. Hmm, it would seem that she was interested a little more in my mid-section than the rest of me. I shook my head. Were all of the females of this world perpetually horny? I remembered the old song that dad used to listen to. I think it was the Eagles, this could be heaven or this could be hell. I heard the sounds of others stirring in the castle. Rather than to have to deal with them, I veiled back to the throne room. I sat there for a while then asked it what I needed to know about the makeup of the elves. What I found out, shocked me to my core. My head spinning, I veiled back to my room. Kisselia was still where I had left her, but awoke when I snuggled up next to her.

"Master?"

"Yes?" God, I now knew the rush that dad described in his stories. Wow.

"Where did you go?"

I smiled. "I had to answer the call of nature."

She wiggled her butt up against me and nature made another call on me. She sighed as she felt me get hard and wiggled her ass a little more. God, after what I did to her last night, how in the world could she still be horny? Then I thought back to what I had just learned; they were made that way.

"Little girl want something?" I chuckled.

"Please, Master, fuck me. I am in need."

In need? "I suppose you mean that you are horny."

"Yes Master. So horny, please fuck me."

Unreal. I slid my dick between her legs, we were still laying on our sides, and she seemed to flow around it. I swear she must not have a bone in her body. I chuckled again, she soon would have. I felt her slide onto it. God she was tight. Then she worked her way down. Her breath was ragged by this point. I lay there for a second, savoring the sensations, then started to rock her. We lasted for a few minutes like that, and then I rolled on top of her and plowed her hard. She held her ass high and tried to rise to meet me as I dropped into her. She had a death grip on the sheets, grunting and moaning like some animal. I shot into her. She didn't pass out this time, but she was panting like a dog on a hot summer day.

"Did that help, pet?" I chuckled when I got my breath back.

"Master spoils his slave." Her musical voice sounded happy.

Slave? Wow, I hadn't considered it from that angle. This was going to take some getting used to. I snuggled back into her.

"Kisselia?"

"Yes, Master?"

"Are you happy?"

There was a long pause. "I had never dreamed that I could be this happy, Master."

I thought about that for a while. Then another thought intruded.

"What should I do about the rest of the sisters?"

"Master?"

"How are they going to adapt to me?"

"They will do as you wish, Master."

"There won't be any problems?"

"Problems, Master? I do not understand, they are yours now."

Mine? What the... dad did say... how far... did that mean... all of them? Shit! What did dad say? You don't ask, you tell.

"Then I suppose I should let them know and give them the chance to accept or reject it."

Kisselia laughed. "Master, there is none among them that would reject a chance to be your slave."

"All of them?"

"Master, they long for this. To feel owned, to feel used, to be needed."

My head was spinning by this point. This was something far beyond culture shock. How was I going to deal with this? Daydreams are nice, but this... Wow. Then I understood, dad had told me, do with them as you would. I reflected back, find out their fantasies. I began to see what to do. I didn't have to worry about measuring up to some standard because I was making the rules. That meant that I could do what I wanted... and they would accept it. Dress them up, play with them, wow! These were not girlfriends... I owned them. This went way beyond a power trip. I thought back to Kisselia's wish. Simply to be held.

"Master?"

"Yes, pet?"

"You were so quiet, is there something wrong?"

"No, pet. I just need to think on what to do."

"Do what you will; if it is half of what you have done with me, they will love you all the more."

I came to a decision. "Food."

"Master?"

"I am hungry, let's go eat."

"Yes, Master."

She glided out of bed and reached for her little outfit. I realized why dad had picked it now. It was to show me the possibilities. I watched her dress and pull on her boots. God, how did she walk in those things? I suddenly realized that I had been enjoying the show so much that I hadn't even gotten out of bed yet. I chuckled. Was this what I had to look forward to each day? Kisselia noticed my grin.

"Master?"

"I was just thinking on how much you please me, pet."

Wow, she blushed! I suddenly had another insight on dad. Why he was never really happy back on hell, I mean earth. Something so simple would never happen, because of the way that society had stifled it. People back there could not give themselves because they simply couldn't trust one another that much. Oh, not all of them... but as a rule. How could you trust someone when the entire thing was to get whatever you could and to hell with everybody else?

We left for breakfast and the first major disaster of the day. When we walked in, the whole place dropped to its knees. Oh, come on! Then everyone wanted to serve me. No one wanted to sit down. No one wanted to talk. Every word was a command to them. Shit!!!

Kisselia finally noticed my stress. "Master, why don't you go see your father and I will set this place aright?"

"What do you intend to do?"

"I intend on making them see you as a person, instead of a thing. I have lived with that long enough, without seeing it done to you, Master."

I looked her in the eyes. "Thank you pet, for understanding."

"Thank you, Master, for caring."

End of part 2