Chapter 12
After the event concluded, we started moving members into the Silk Towers in Sanctuary South to make room for the influx of recruits. The city wasn’t officially open yet, but my people could begin to travel there and back as they pleased.
It was time we opened Temples in Orthlox and Minsic, expanding our housing that way as well, so I asked Mirko to work up some options in both cities.
Podni would usually manage that, but she was overloaded with work as it was.
Getting new residents from two different planes into Sanctuary South was all-consuming, and asking more of her wasn't fair.
Everyone was busy, really, so I went by myself to see Drae in her workshop.
Stacey was with her when I stepped inside. Both demons turned to me. Stacey ran a hand up her metallic body while Drae licked her own lips with a long, slithery tongue.
“Hello, Master,” Stacey said in her tinny voice.
“Is Abby your favorite?” Drae asked.
That off-balanced me for a moment. “What?”
“Is Abby your favorite?”
“Why do you ask?”
Drae stepped forward and glared, her green nose brushing mine. “You spanked Abby. Us? You shun.”
I should have expected this.
“I'm not shunning you.”
“Master, we have begged. Did we offend you? Fail you? Is this why the Silk does not give us what we want?”
Drae might have been out of her mind in many ways, but she was a keen manipulator. She wasn't wrong, and she expertly framed her argument to box me into a corner.
I hopped onto an empty workbench to sit.
“Do something I haven't seen before, and I'll give you what I gave Abby.”
Stacey cocked her head. “What kind of something?”
Shrugging, I answered, “Entertaining is a good bet.”
The two demons looked at one another. Drae looked around the workshop and whispered in Stacey's ear as a wicked grin spread across her face.
Stacey nodded, smiling back.
Drae marched over to a shelf full of Byron’s Blessing prototypes and returned with a double-ended dick that was two feet long.
Okay, good start. She had my attention.
Stacey swiped tools and several partially assembled construct arms off a table and crawled up onto it. Drae joined her a moment later. The silver demon and the lizard demon faced opposite directions, and each inserted one end of the toy into themselves.
They started to crawl backward, pushing themselves deeper, their asses tensing and flexing as they drew closer.
They looked at me the whole time, one with eyes of solid metal and the other with the eyes of a reptile.
When only four inches or less were visible, their moans and groans grew in strength and betrayed twinges of pain, but they kept backing up, pushing off the table harder with each step as the resistance grew.
Then their cheeks pressed together, squishing so close that their lower lips kissed deeply. They rubbed against one another, their rhythm quickening. Their moans grew sharper. Their cheeks came together so hard they slapped.
And then came a twist I didn't expect.
The demons separated suddenly, tossing the toy aside, and turned so they both faced me, still on their hands and knees like the table was a stage.
One of the silk soldiers came up behind the demons and pushed a fist into each of them. The demons gripped the edge of the table to brace and pushed themselves back into the penetration. Soon, the silk soldier pumped both of its arms violently, as if the construct meant to hurt them.
Okay, that was impressive. I had to give them that.
I went behind the construct, pulled it away from my demons, and slapped their upright asses with the same brutality as the robot’s fists.
Drae’s skin wasn't rough like I expected. She was soft, as if she were covered in invisible peach fuzz.
Stacey’s ass felt like exceptionally malleable metal, like the surface was cold chrome over a layer of dense clay, yet it rippled like flesh with each smack.
Rope Burn+25.
I have never heard a deeper, more primal growl.
It rose like a distant chant until the rumbling shook the room.
Tools fell, and unfinished soldier constructs tipped over.
Drae shouted in glee and lost herself in a high-pitched cackle.
Stacey, meanwhile, pinched and twisted her own nipple so forcefully I thought she might tear the metal from her body.
“Take a minute and collect yourselves,” I said when the demons finally went limp.
“Thank you for the gift, Master,” Drae whispered, dipping and tasting her fingers again and again like she was having a meal.
“I will depart,” Stacey said, starting to pick herself up from the table. She slipped slightly in her own juice.
I raised my hand. “Wait. You being here could be helpful. Drae, how close are we to finalizing the new construct design?”
“Two days.”
“I want to make some changes.”
“What do you desire, Master?”
“We are redesigning the bomb harness, and then I want to talk about the weapon options and the mobility design,” I said. “If this pushes the timeline back, that's fine.”
Drae looked at her fingers sadly.
“If you do a good job, I'll spank you again.”
She smiled. “What does Master have in mind?”
Abby let me know that Invia requested my presence in her Zaglis penthouse, which wasn’t unusual.
My women weren’t undead, so I often stepped away at nights to occupy my mind with another task.
On that morning, I expected to hear from Invia the moment she woke because she and Podni had leveled up the day before.
They had taken advanced members of the silk on a Borja dungeon run to help everyone, including themselves, level.
Our early members had trained with us for some time now, and many of them had gone beyond level 10. They wanted to keep leveling, and the Silk was happy to provide guidance and mentorship.
I let myself into Invia’s room, and a warm ocean breeze greeted me. Her balcony doors were open, looking out over blue water.
Oh, Invia and Podni had quite the celebration, it seemed.
Podni was asleep on the couch with an initiate sleeping to her left.
My saboteur was topless, making her abyssal scales and her piercings easy to appreciate.
Another girl slept in a chair, three more were on Invia’s other couch, and two were on the floor.
Invia was in her bed with Ashley, Lala, Lili, and High Priestess Yuni.
I counted five plates of dreamdust and nine Byron’s Blessings sprinkled amidst the chaos.
Nice to know my women were still thinking of me.
My templar wore a shit-eating grin. Invia was proud of the aftermath scattered about her suite, and I didn’t blame her. This looked like a proper party.
Invia extricated herself and jerked her head toward the balcony, suggesting we should speak outside to keep from disturbing the others.
While I sat to enjoy the view of the water, she stepped into the kitchen to brew a pot of tea.
When she joined me a few minutes later, she was barefoot, wearing a pair of pink panties, and wrapped in a small knit blanket. She could be adorable sometimes.
“Did you work all night, or did you give yourself some time to relax?” Invia asked.
“I let a few of the girls feed while I read,” I said, and Tentacle Dicks made that convenient.
I could sit in a nice chair and study up on celestial lore while five of my dicks bent around the room to find five mouths. Getting casual head while I worked on something else was good for my mental clarity.
“They should be thankful,” Invia replied. “They’re lucky to get to suck even one of your cocks.”
“Agreed. Now, I'm curious. Tell me about your unlocks.”
She read me her options:
Vow of the Silk Templar
One-Time Ability
Spend 1,000 good-aligned levels to absorb a sword of your choice into your system. The equivalent of that sword will appear every other Silk Sword summon. This process destroys the sword. All bonuses to silk weapons still apply.
Sugar Daddy Bonus improved the appearance rate from every 4.
Prerequisite: Prayers of the Silk Templar
Prerequisite: Sovereign’s Corpse Builder
(Optional Upgrade with Loyalty: Absorb a shield as well and add it to your system choices. This process destroys the shield and does not require more good-aligned levels.)
(Bonus Pledge: Absorbed sword or shield can be summoned in place of any Silk Sword at any time. At will, the sovereign can temporarily control the tightness of your pussy and your ass.)
Silk Armory
One-Time Ability
When you summon a Silk Sword, opt to summon a Silk Spear, Silk Axe, Silk Flail, or Silk Whip instead.
Sugar Daddy Bonus added the Silk Whip.
(Optional Upgrade with Loyalty: Add a Silk Bow to your summon options.)
(Bonus Pledge: Gain the ability to summon an additional Silk Sword. At will, the sovereign can temporarily control the tightness of your pussy and your ass.)
Silk Handcuffs
Active Ability
Cooldown: 5 minutes
Inflict the Slow effect on an enemy, draining their agility by 15% for 2 seconds.
Sugar Daddy bonus increased the drain from 10%.
(Optional Upgrade with Loyalty: Increase duration of Slow effect to 3 seconds.)
(Bonus Pledge: Reduce cooldown to 2.5 minutes. At will, the sovereign can temporarily control the tightness of your pussy and your ass.)
“Our fights don't last long enough for Silk Handcuffs to be useful,” Invia began. “The bow from Silk Armory is interesting, but…”
“Vow of the Silk Templar is the clear winner,” I said. “No doubt.”
“You would spend those good-aligned levels on me?”
“I'm picturing all of your Silk Swords being replaced by fire crystal swords.”
Stacey made those from the fire witch mana crystals we harvested, creating a blade that was always red hot, capable of melting through most any armor. If Invia took Vow of the Silk Templar, we would have another of those swords made and enchant the shit out of it.
From then on, Invia would go into battle with a swarm of overpowered magic swords whipping about. As for the shield option, we would definitely take advantage of that too, but I wanted to talk to Stacey about our best approach there. She would know better what materials and enchantments were best.