Ascended. (Final Part.) (+18)

Everyone stopped speaking, and some even stopped breathing, holding their breath, making sure I didn't hear them. I looked at the boss before turning my head to Booker. I smiled before finally speaking up.

"What do I owe for the visit this evening? Last time I checked, we didn't have any friends. In fact, I hate one of you with a passion."

"I wish to make a deal with you, Timothy Rockefeller."

The boss stepped forward as I looked at him; he was astute enough to step out and offer a deal. He knows how to read the room, so I smirked and began to speak.

"What's your name, and what kind of deal do you want to make?"

"My name is Arthur Price, and I will help you deal with the congressman who has targeted you and your family. And in return, can you let my men go, as we haven't even been able to do anything."

"Well, Arthur, I don't need your help with the congressman. But I am willing not to kill most of your men and you if you work for me, as I have plans that need your expert abilities, and I am willing to spare you."

Arthur knows that this deal will be a hard one to swallow, but at this point, there isn't much of an option as they are outclassed, and death will await them. He is about to speak, but Booker can't hold back as everyone ignores him as the leader.

"Why the fuck should we make a deal with him! Let's just kill him and get it over with."

He and his buddies around him lift their firearms, and before Arthur can say anything, they open fire. As the bullets fly my way, they hit a bubble-like screen, and the bullets slow down until they fall to the ground. Everyone becomes quiet as they try to figure out what is happening. As the chain and spikes float behind me, I send them flying towards his eight friends. Six are hit while two can doge them. The six that were hit had their upper bodies blown to chunks as the force of the spikes. They are the size of a fist but weighed 1,000 lbs, which was too much.

The two that dodged the first attack weren't so lucky, with two spikes chasing them. One guy had his arm blown off as he began to scream from the pain, and the other one got hit in the knees, blowing his leg off; they both fell to the ground as they got hit again in the head, killing them.

"Now that all of you know what I am about. Shall we talk, Arthur?"

Arthur looks at the dead people and gulps as guns can't do shit to him; then fighting is pointless as they will only give him a right to kill them in return if they open fire. So he throws down his rifle and steps forward.

Well, at least he knows when to give and take, much better than that dumb fuck over there. Booker is sweating up a storm. He knows his time is ticking away, so he turns around and runs. But he is trapped in this place, so I don't need to chase him as I want to finish this part first.

"If I work for you, what will it be? What does the job entail? And can I quit when all is done?"

"It's simple. I will be going to different worlds to start my religion, and I need someone who will be able to teach and lead the people of the world in how to use Firearms. I want you to be the leader of my Templars, so to speak. I want you to train the followers who are going to be fighting for me. As for quitting, that's not going to be possible, as I want you to work for me for a long time. If you want to live, place your hands on these magical circles."

Magical circles form in front of them as I stand there waiting for what they will do; they look at each other. Arthur stands there for a couple of minutes before finally making his mind. He sighs before placing his hand onto the circle, which shines, and the energy enters his body, creating a brand on his chest. People started doing it also; only 15 people didn't have circles as they were about to speak.

"Sorry, you all don't fit my needs as you don't look like me. I must pass on hiring you as I don't need you. Girls give them a quick death."

My dark elves kill them with haste as they fall pretty fast. I clap my hands and tell Arthur to accompany me to hunt our good friend Booker. He accompanies me, and we go after Booker, who has been running for about ten minutes. He becomes panicked as he starts to throw his gear, making himself lighter as he runs deeper into the forest. But he had only gone a mile from where I was.

"What the fuck is going on! This is crazy! I need to get out of here, or I am going to die."

He said this as he leaned against a tree, trying to get a breath. He looked around to see if anyone was following him, and sweat dripped down his forehead. He was about to start moving again. I spoke up.

"You won't be able to get out of here; your grave will be inside this forest because you lusted after what is mine. And only I get to lust after my daughters. You should have known your place on your knees as that is where you belong."

He turned around and began to backpedal away from me as I walked out of the shadows, and he tried to beg and plead for forgiveness. But I am not a god that forgives as I desire to skin him and cut his flesh as he doesn't deserve to live in my eyes.

"Please forgive me; I didn't know who I was fucking with, I beg you. Just let me go, and I promise to never disrespect you with my dirty self in front of you again."

I close my eyes and think of a table with restraints as it forms behind him. I will my mind to throw him into it and lock up his arms and legs. He screams as I remove my crown and place it on a log. As I summon another smaller table, I begin to think about the knives and tools needed to skin an animal. After all, in my eyes, he is nothing more than an animal that needs to be put down.

"Please, god, no! Arthur, please ask him not to do this; we have walked side by side on the battlefield. This is the last thing I will ever ask of you, PLEASE!!"

"Booker, I told you not to do it. I warned you that this shit was going to come back to bite you in the ass, but you couldn't keep your lust in check and pissed off a guy way out of your league, and now he wants his pound of flesh from you. I can't stop him as now I work for him."

I make his clothes disappear as I take a scalpel and walk towards him as he starts to curse at me.

"FUCK YOU! YOUR JUST A CRACKER, A FAILED RACE. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT YOU PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS! IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE WHITE RACE, SO MANY PROBLEMS IN THE WORLD WOULDN'T BE. YOU'RE A CANCER IN THIS WORLD!" 

"Are you stupid? You act like other races wouldn't have done what white people did; news flash, they would have. Every race had Warlords and monsters that butchered so many people if they had the same ability as the Europeans did when they started to conquer the world. Do you think they would have done it with sunshine and rainbows? No, they would have done the same. In more straightforward terms, don't act like your shit doesn't stink. Pain and suffering every race has has given that to another group. Do you think when Islam started to spread, it wasn't at the sword? Don't make me laugh; everything Europeans did was the same as every other race. They just did it on a grander scale as they could do so. You should have read more history."

"But."

"Don't but me; the fact is human nature is always bloody and painful. Holding one to all of it is just stupid, as every race has blood on its hands. To deny that is to play the fool; history is built on the death of others in some way. This idea that Europeans did everything that was bad is downright stupid. Who do you think they learned it from then? Arabs weren't that kind of neighbors, and before them, the Romans. You act like Europeans never suffered; they did, but they gained the power to make it stop from outside sources. And just did what everyone else did then, using the weaker to their advantage. I am tired of talking to someone who only sees history from one side." 

I take the scalpel and bring it to his face as I cut all the way to the muscle tissue before working my way around his face. I use my power of desire to make sure he doesn't die or pass out as I begin to peel his skin back to show the muscle under it as I start to work down his body, making sure to get every inch of skin off him as I finish he is screaming in pain.

"See, we are all the same under our skin; you should have learned better than to come at someone with your hate, as it can come back and bite you in the ass one day. Now, I will let you suffer out here without any skin until you die from starvation. I think this is the most befitting death for you, dying from desiring something to eat. I like that idea very much, so enjoy the next five days or so."

I turn to walk away, but he can't even form words as all he can do is scream from the pain of having his muscles touched by the cold air of the night. Arthur is sweating up a storm as he looks at me. My white suit is covered in blood; I pick my crown back up and take the chains and spikes off as I place it on my head as we begin to walk back to the group. It's a quiet walk back as Arthur is too scared to talk; we return in ten minutes, and I tell them to follow me.

"Follow me, and my other self will fill you in on what I want you to do. After this, I have more important things to do, as I still plan to use four hours of fun time."

We begin to walk to the house as everyone keeps their mouths shut. It's too gloomy for me, so I start to feel up Evangeline. I slide my hand into her dress and play with her lovely ass as she moans while we walk, and she slides her hand into my pants, playing with my cock as we finally exit the forest; my clone walks over and nods his head as he speaks to the group everyone is shocked to see another one of me as they thought one was already a problem.

Evangeline and I make our way to my bedroom. I want to fuck her right now as the potion is still flowing through my body, and I have been holding back with everything I have. As we enter my bedroom, we begin to rip each other clothes off in a passion-driven frenzy as we kiss and her wings wrap around me.

"Dear, let me suck this cock of yours. I have been dying to taste it since I arrived, but your body wasn't ready to handle a being from a higher realm. Now it's my turn to have some fun before she comes and tries to have it for herself for a while."

She pushed me onto the bed, kissed me, and worked her way down my body, leaving bite marks and kiss marks. She took my big thick cock into her hand and started to play with it. As she sucked my balls, making pop sounds as they left her mouth. She takes my cock into her mouth and swallows all 18 inches of it without a problem. She sucks, making my toes curl up as he blowjob. It's out of this world. I had never had a blowjob this powerful; as she looked up at me, a smile showed on her face. She could tell I loved her head.

She pulls my cock out of her mouth, she gets on my lap, and she rubs my cock on her pussy as she looks down with a sensuality that I have never seen on a woman before. She speaks to me before she puts my cock inside her.

"My dear Timothy, you're about to take the virginity of a higher being. This will strengthen your body and your power as every woman you lay with now will feed your growth. If the ones you already fucked will make it so that you can do many more things with your Godhood."

Evangeline lowered herself onto my cock. Fuck, it's so damn tight; I am doing everything to hold myself from cumming as I have been pent up the last two hours. I finally hit her hymen before she looked down at me and dropped her hips, pushing through her hymen. A heart shape began to form on her lower stomach. As I was watching, she looked down and smiled before speaking.

"When you sleep with a God or Goddesses of lust, a mark is formed on them. Making them belong to that God/Goddesses. The only ones that can't get marked are other Gods/Goddesses of lust, meaning no woman will ever not fall to you."

She leans down and kisses me as she whispers into my ear.

"Shall I start?"

I smile and reply.

"Yes."