The lust god must’ve been planning stealth, to come in so far away from the fae mound. He likely planned to cloak from mortals, so he could compel with surprise. As a lust god he wouldn’t have any offensive powers save what witchcraft he knew, and a fae’s speed, acrobatic ability, weapons, and magic couldn’t be discounted. It’s entirely likely they’d take down an incautious god, especially a tier-three.

  I looked almost shyly over at Gary, studying his profile. Gods, I loved him so much, it’d hit me so hard earlier, and I know he saw it in my eyes. The thrill of it was I could see it reflected in his too, a possessive adoration and an affectionate awe and the kernel of love in his heart. Gods, I was super aroused at the moment, he wasn’t the only one turned on by our conversation and the unspoken revelation of our love. It was just… a lot more obvious on him with the deliciously large bulge in his pants.

  Because I was soaked, not just that slight humming arousal that had been my constant companion of late with tingling nipples, but truly needy for him. To be claimed by him. Deep breaths.

  Anyway, I knew exactly what I wanted to do for our first roleplay for him as four bimbos, since we really couldn’t do it until Amelia was fully on board with the physical fun, since I was hoping we could tease him with it for hours. The outfits I had in mind would also be extremely difficult and time consuming to take off, which probably meant once he was driven crazy, he’d use his darkness to strip them off of us with power.

  Which always excited me. The feel of his dark power caressing my skin, owning me, being at the mercy of his dark lusts, and he didn’t do it nearly enough.

  It was relatively quiet despite the morning sun lighting up the forest, it was right around ten in the morning in England, six hours ahead of Chicago time, but the cold air had most of the animals in their dens. Their foraging and hoarding for winter stocks complete.

  The time was quickly approaching, and I didn’t imagine it was going to be very dangerous given our group against a single tier-three god, but I was aware he could have offensive witch spells prepared, and he probably did given his perverted mission, so I had my own protections up that way. Even a human could kill an unwary immortal god, were words to live by, or die by as the case might be.

  We were all close to trees under the boughs, around the small meadow he’d appear in. It was virtually guaranteed he’d be using farseeing before teleporting, and that he wouldn’t come if he saw us, so we were all hidden behind illusions matching the surrounding forest.

  The flash of golden light arrived, forming a blinding bubble of golden light which faded and revealed our god of lust. He was a good-looking man, over six feet tall with a medium athletic build and his face wasn’t hard to look at. Nothing out of the ordinary, given he was a god of lust and pleasure, of course he was attractive. It just made his fetish and his willingness to enslave a whole mound of fae even more pathetic in my eyes, as the five of us stepped out of our illusions and surrounded him in the small glade.

  I also willed my power to prevent him from teleporting, or even to use compulsion or influence.

  Gary said sternly, “Do not move, did you think the seer and others weren’t paying attention with Nate’s death?”

  The god panicked and ran, straight for me in a bullrush.

  I acted in instinct, I’d never been in an actual fight before, but I was a master of the martial arts and this was no war god to outpace me in speed. With enough time to think, I’d have probably just hit him with a sleep spell, or knocked him down with a blast of air, but there was no time for thought, just reflexive action as he tried to mow me over and run into the tree line.

  I stepped to the left slightly to avoid his shoulder, as my left hand came around in a parry block, hitting his forearm and messing up his balance. My leg also kicked out as he lunged past off balance from missing me, and I heard a satisfying pop in his knee as he screamed and went down. That was incredibly satisfying, so much so that when he immediately rolled and popped back to his feet, I continued to forgo magic use and kicked the living shit out of the rapist dirtbag instead.

  I mean, he was totally resisting arrest, for real.

  I lunged to the side and hit his ass with a back kick, that arrested his rise to his feet, then brought my hand around to slam into his kidney, even as I raised my right foot and stomped the top of his calf just below the knee to send him tumbling back to the ground with a scream. I got a little carried away when he tried to get up again, and kicked him right behind the ear, turning his lights out as he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

  I heard Gary’s amused chuckle, as darkness gripped the god’s legs and arms, and when it disappeared the god was cuffed, and his legs were bound together tightly with climbing rope.

  The way he was looking at me turned my blood molten, and the adrenaline from the physical fight wasn’t exactly helping my libido stay calm either. My sex was absolutely smoldering and ready to erupt for him at that point. I felt a little savage, at how much I was turned on by him being turned on by me kicking ass. Not to mention the satisfaction in the violence itself, the creepy ass had deserved it.

  Gary cast the spell to search his memories, then sighed.

  “He’s been busted by Nate twice, for compelling a human woman to dress up and serve him in all ways. He was warned if he ever did anything like it again, that he’d spend the next lifetime in Tartarus.”

  Amelia was even more stunning, as she was surrounded by gold light, and she sent her power rushing into our target.

  She said, “Forty years, is what my power guides me to. A little steep for an attempted crime, but it’s also retribution for the two previous crimes which Nate gave him a pass on.”

  “I’m okay with that. That’s it for a serial rapist? I thought the human laws were too nice?”

  She shrugged, “The two women were willing sexually, so technically not raped. He picked them up for a wild weekend, so the forty years is for use of compulsion without cause, and the attempted violation and attempted rape of a whole mound, which he didn’t actually do.”

  “That makes sense.”

  Mandy said, “I vote that way too.”

  “Me three,” said Vicki, as then she had a few sips from her flask of bourbon.

  Gary just nodded, then said, “There’s no doubt of his guilt, it’s all in his mind. He’s sane too, I mean he knows that it’s wrong, he just has no self-control. His lust mantel gets the better of him when mixed with the fetish.”

  Amelia nodded, “His fear of Nate, and now his fear of us, will stop him from doing it again once he serves his time.”

  Gary waved, and darkness billowed up around him and then disappeared.

  I asked curiously, “What’s it like in there?”

  Gary smiled, “Would you like a tour of one of my… cells? The storage space is boring, it’s just a bunch of warehouse racks and storage shelves.”

  “You can do that? Umm, sure?”

  The others all agreed, and darkness billowed.

  The first thing I noticed was how weak and vulnerable I felt without power, yet utterly safe. I mean, I was inside Gary, in a way, nothing would hurt me here. The inky darkness was unbroken by light or feature in every direction, even the very ground felt like wispy blackness that shouldn’t be holding me up. The only exception to that was a little cottage, with a green lawn and a budding apple tree.

  “It looks like it goes on forever?” I noted, and it made me feel small and insignificant, lost, and swallowed up in darkness. The vulnerability of it was absolutely delicious, being under Gary’s power and completely at his mercy. I was so aroused by that point, I suspected if I strummed my clit just once it’d send paroxysms of orgasmic ecstasy through my body.

  Gary nodded, “It does, every section is its own vast endless vista of darkness that has no end. Don’t ask me how that works, except that if you split infinity then you have two infinities. Each cell has a cottage and yard. Of course, like your bodies the lives of the grass and the tree are frozen in time, no need for waste, food, water, or even air, though there is that last one or we couldn’t speak very long.”

  I giggled.

  Gary led us over to the cottage, which was about fifty feet by twenty in size, with a thatched roof, and it was made out of wood. Of course, there were no element here, the temperature was perfect, so there was no need even to have it save the comforts of home.

  “Did you create this?”

  Gary waggled his hands, “Sort of. Not from nothing, but I guided its creation by eating a few trees and stealing the grass and apple tree whole. So yes, I can create anything I want here, if I consume the raw materials from the real world.

  “Speaking of creation, time is variable here by my will. So I can make our new guest serve his forty years in two seconds, or two millennia on the outside. I never told Nate that, figuring it made no difference to the captives, and it would keep them from Nate’s notice for a long time to let his anger cool. But we could return him to his life, so he doesn’t lose his home, job, and friends by disappearing for forty years without a trace.”

  I sighed, “Too bad you couldn’t do the opposite, for Amber and the others.”

  He nodded, “I was under orders not to deceive him in anyway, or resist, if I could’ve then I would’ve made it seem a moment to them, no matter how long they were there.”

  He led us into the cottage which was a single room with a bed, couch, and table. There was no sink or kitchen, but they didn’t have to eat or drink. It was comfy and homey, but I knew it’d be hell to be isolated in the place alone for years on end.

  Amelia said, “I’m fine with it either way, as long as he does forty years. The problem is recidivism, we don’t want repeat offenders to keep us constantly busy, and them losing touch with their lives is part of the price in being jailed for breaking the law. Now that I think of it, I’d rather they just do their time in accordance with ours.”

  Mandy interjected, “I agree.”

  Vicki said, “Me too.”

  I grinned, “Might as well make it anonymous, no doing favors for the lawbreakers.”

  Gary smiled, “Works for me. Are we done here?”

  I cocked my hips and raised an eyebrow, “You do know you have four helpless and hot goddesses at your mercy, don’t you?”

  Amelia snickered, “I’ll be… checking on the apple tree.”

  I winked, “You’re wonderful. Thanks, sweety.”

  My whole body quivered in wicked anticipation as my cutely handsome and powerful man bore down on me with dirty and commanding lustful eyes…

  The sybian was an evil machine, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breathe, and the orgasms just kept coming, harder and harder, drowning me in a never-ending pleasure that was mindboggling and mind-addling.

  After Gary had his way with all of us, he’d taken us home and dragged off Amelia with an obvious deep desire to spend time with her too, even if it wasn’t sexual yet. So both Mandy and Vicki had dragged me to the adult playroom to try out the one device we hadn’t touched the first time around with Gary in the room.

  They’d gone first, and barely lasted five minutes with me and the other latched onto their tits, while they came like crazy non-stop. Both of them going into overstimulation.

  In that moment I was straddling the insane device as it sent endless vibrations into my hot messy cunt and my clit, and even my sensitive little asshole had an option attachment stimulating me there. I swear I’d have fallen off, without any control over my body at all as the orgasmic waves hit me non-stop, were it not for Vicki and Mandy supporting me on both sides while their sweet mouths were latched on my nipples and doing wonderful things to my naughty tits to make it even better for me.

  I was completely drenched in sweat from the intensity of it. My eyes were glazed over in a daze of pleasure that was entirely overwhelming. My muscles ached from the violent trembling and quaking of my body, from bucking and flexing my muscles in torturous non-stop rapturous ecstasy. My voice was raw from the keening and screaming, and I thought I might just have a heart attack if it went on much longer. The insanely pleasurable machine finally stopped vibrating, and the two goddesses left my tits feeling abandoned as they giggled wildly and let me collapse to the side, gently lowering me to the soft carpeted floor.

  My heart was beating like a hummingbird’s, and I was gasping and panting desperately to catch my breath. My pussy, ass, and whole body felt deliciously used and sore, even my nipples felt raw and abused from their rough treatment which had been delicious. I usually liked almost mauling there, a really stern and firm touch, but the pleasure from the sybian was so insanely high and potent I’d needed them mauled to even notice the mixing pain and pleasure.

  Mandy said, “Damn, that was so hot, and you were so right, sexy.”

  I opened my eyes suspiciously, “Right about what?”

  Vicki blushed, “Well, I had this theory that your mantel of pleasure would prevent you from being overstimulated. And I was right, even a quarter of what we just put you through would’ve been real torturous pain for us, when we reached overstimulation. You just… kept cumming, non-stop.”

  Mandy nodded, “You were cumming non-stop for almost twenty minutes straight. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  I giggled, “I see, that was crazy intense though. Not something I want to do every day. And… if you want to try it, I’m sure my power can prevent overstimulation in you two, too.”

  They both widened their eyes, then looked at each other, then in stereo they turned back to me with hopeful eyes, “Now?”

  I laughed, “Sure, now is good.”

  They loved it, and then they agreed that it was far too intense to do every day. So much so that pleasure addiction was a clear danger, so we wouldn’t be.

  After that we were all deliciously sated and sore, so we moved into a rather decadent and lazy Sapphic triangle. I was eating out Vicki and fingering her, while Vicki was eating out and fingering Mandy, while Mandy was eating out and fingering me. Right on the rug. None of us were in a hurry, it was surprisingly warm, sweetly intimate, and delicious for all of us. In a few words, it was sweetly sensual and dreamily decadent, the deep affection in the sharing was partially shallow but there were true bonds forming between us as well.

  We did that until we felt Amelia and Gary coming back in from the hot tub on the deck, and quickly finished each other off for one last group orgasm, then I used my power over beauty to clean us up, dress us, and make us as perfect as we could be.

  We were all giggling like schoolgirls when we rejoined the others, it’d been intense, bonding, and a whole lot of very intense fun.

  Mandy cuddled into Gary’s other side, while Vicki and I sat on the other couch and snuggled up a bit. I felt warm, mostly sated, but that wicked tingle in my nipples and slight arousal which was my new base was gently humming and warming my body in the background of the gratified fulfillment.

  Gary said, “Next crisis?”

  I pulled out my phone and opened the spreadsheet.

  “Lianne is the rebirth of Bia, the goddess of force and raw energy. Second tier. It looks like she’s going to destroy her boyfriend Frank’s house, when she finds out he’s been married the last three months they’ve been dating and going at it like rabbits. The major problem is him and his family are in there at the time, they’re all off on Saturday, and they’re all slaughtered. I can imagine that will cause an uproar in the press. Anyway, we have about forty minutes?

  “She’s fairly dangerous for a tier-two, I’d put her on dad’s level with the ability to generate force or raw energy attacks, as far as offensive potential, she can literally flatten a house in a moment. I’m also guessing crime of passion after finding out she’s been dating a married and cheating sleaze-bag, so we’ll have to subdue her and let her cool off a bit before we can talk to her. She’s not going to see reason right away, I don’t think.”

  Gary nodded, “You protect us with a shield, I’ll take her down with darkness. Is there a good place for us to lay low and hide?”

  I started to use farseeing to find the place, which was in North Carolina, while I brought up the coordinates in Google Earth to match the overhead view. It took a good two minutes to find and verify the house. It was pretty open, just some small bushes for landscaping in the front

  I said, “It’s in an upper middle-class neighborhood, looks like a four bedroom sixteen hundred square feet two level ranch. Umm, not really. We can make an illusion of a van maybe, and just stand on the street inside of it? Or we can go into the house itself and just stay cloaked from mortals until the time comes?”

  He nodded thoughtfully, “You can just protect the house if we’re in it just in case she just blasts away as soon as she appears. I’ll attack her with darkness, being inside won’t stop me as long as we have line of sight through one of the windows. Unless, she doesn’t destroy it from the inside, does she?”

  I shook my head, “No. She appears on the front lawn and kind of rips it apart into kindling.”

  Amelia asks, “Is it safe to assume she doesn’t look inside the house? How did she figure out he was married?”

  I shrugged, “It doesn’t say, so you might be right. It could be she was just missing him and decided to use farseeing to see him, and saw him with his wife and lost her mind? Especially if they’re together. Let me look inside,” I took a moment to do that, “The living room window has a low-profile cabinet in front of it, with knickknacks on top.”

  He nodded, “We’ll go a minute or so before she will. I’ll put that in Tartarus while we make an illusion of it and the emptiness in front of the window, and then stand in it. I’ll return it when we’re done.”

  It was a good a plan as any.

  The guess I’d made was probably right. As we waited by the living room window, the two kids were in the den in the back watching cartoons, while the cheating scumbag was upstairs with his wife for a bit of the old in and out, so to speak. I could imagine how infuriating it would be for a woman to see that in order to learn her boyfriend was married, and chances were she’d never bother to look if they have kids. She’d probably see that and see red, then destroy the place in an unthinking rage.