ushernet Chapter 183 – Getting to the Point
Chapter 183 – Getting to the Point
Chapter 183 – Getting to the Point
*** Esiyea ***
Oh, Elora looks so pathetic when her slave is raping her. The dumb bitch should have just given up when she saw me, and her dumb whore should know not to kill Royal's wives.
"Fuck! Why are we not closer?" I ask captain Sighoda Ashfall. A rare dwarf that hates the mountains so much she goes to the sea.
The marks on the map clearly put us half a day behind where we should be.
"The sea goes against us. The wind mages are giving us all they've got. But the sea isn't happy," she says. Oldtimer from the war. Lost every time to Fluvis. But she could outmaneuver Nesh, and that is all she should need to do. They won't have time to get more than a few ships to us, even with the extra stop.
"What?"
"The Goddess of the Sea isn't happy with us," Sighoda says. "Who exactly did you kidnap? And not your pet names for 'em."
"Princess Elora and her slave," I say.
"Why her slave?" Sighoda asks. Her eyes narrow.
Can't see her eyes really, but her eyebrows. One of the few groups that loves facial hair. Their men are squeaky clean, but the woman will blend it with a rug if you don't look closely.
"The slave is her husband," I say.
"That girl has bigger tits than you."
"Got both between the legs," I mutter.
"There are plenty of men that will give you a child. Why her?"
"Why do you care so much about the slave?" I ask.
"Cause she gets women pregnant alot don't she?" Sighoda says. "You know Fertility and Sea like each other. You brought the Goddess of the Sea into this."
"Goddesses have been backing away for years," I say. "Fertility hasn't done anything for millennium. Sea has been seen less every year." I know they aren't old tales the men spout to scared kids. The temples are real, and they do use their power here and there. But they have all been quiet for years. They are not coming out for that whore.
"Fluvis prays. I do as well, but I don't get answers," Sighoda starts, her gruff voice beginning to grate on my ears. "Not often, at least. Based on how that elemental does I would say she gets an answer. If I had to bet, Fluvis is the one after us. In the water this moment. We all best pray to some Goddesses she don't have her wives. Maybe kids kept them back. Only chance we got."
"Figure out how to go faster," I say, getting up from the silly table. Mother will be expecting me to check in soon. I really do not need to see her gloating face that Faylen died.
I make my way through the cramped space in this rocking tub, getting to my small quarters. Just a bed and desk in this floating dead forest.
I sit down, take out the pocket mirror, and set it down. The silly mirror is open and sliding around. I hold it still and wait for the Queen to show up.
"Hello, Mother," I say, the Queen's old face showing up.
"Hello," she says. "I have heard some strange stories that I am sure are fake. I mean, raping a Princess and her husband over and over would never happen."
"They killed my wife," I say.
Could I start an orgy in here and heal the Princess? We could take bitch hostage ourselves and figure it out from there. The Princess seems strong enough to do it.
The dildo pulls me out of those thoughts, teasing my lower lips as I feel rope fasten my limbs to the cage.
"Now whore, I plan on getting you pregnant, and if you do a good job, I will let you get me pregnant. Something a whore like you should be honored to do," bitch says. "I have a someone who can confirm if we are pregnant. She will be coming down in a few moments. So, no tricks, ok."
"Jump off the boat," I say. I'm getting raped anyways. Might as well have some fun with this one.
I give out a yelp as a paddle slams into my testicles.
"Fucking bitch!" I yell. I send the smallest amount of mana into the path. Looking to start up my aura. Sorry Princess but you may have some grabby hands on you for a little bit. I don't get stopped, so I start it up. It is weak as fuck with how little mana I give it, but I can slowly increase it as I start to distract everyone.
"Slave, do as you are told."
"You aren't my owner," I say. Earning me another paddle.
"I know this needs you to work. So do your job whore."
"My job is to get who my owner says pregnant. She hasn't told me to get myself pregnant with your child," I say. That's not a great excuse when my owner is right there in their hands. But I need to stall, so come up with something, Elora.
"It is your choice, Alzi. As I promised," she says back. Now it is my choice. Fuck I guess they always claimed it was, but you couldn't save me here? Maybe bitch will think I am interpreting her other commands as needing her confirmation.
I feel two hands running along my stomach and chest. Nails tracing thin lines into my skin. Just a bit of blood being drawn. Damn it, I did not miss this.
The hands come to rest on my breasts. Pinch out some milk.
"Now who is telling the truth," bitch whispers. "Maybe you are, or maybe slut just doesn't want me to torture her. I can always do with a bit of torture of that slut. Slut, I want you to command your slave to get herself pregnant with my child."
"I promised," the Princess says.
"Too bad," bitch says. "You have a few fingers left. Break one."
The Princess lets out a muffled scream after a sickening crack comes from her hand. But stays silent, refusing to give me my command.
"Keep going."
The Princess only has two more fingers to break. But she gives the same response, a muffled whimper, as they get broken. Next comes a hammer to her hand. Still just the whimper, no command escapes her lips.
Sorry, Princess, I'm working on it. Bitch is teasing me more and more. Her dress was now gone from her body. Her slim figure pressed into me, the dildo teasing my slit.
"Whore what are you doing to me?" bitch asks. "Stop your mana, or I'm going to find some sticks to shove up your ass."
"You all love to shove things up people's asses, don't you," I mutter. I keep my mana going, hoping she's just guessed. "I guess you think it's best to walk around with a stick up your ass. But don't push your belief onto me."
Another paddle comes through, but that should be for the insult. Then another and another.
"Mana whore. Stop it."
I try my pregnancy skill on her, but it doesn't catch. Instead, I feel a sharp object teasing against my ass.