Elysium XXX Side Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Igi Thorne
Chapter 12
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 12 - A godlike entity enjoyed a game that humans once played and decided to create such a world of his own. Igi, one of the first players, wanders the world and decides that the weak need a little help, so he starts a project: Guild Elysium. AI helped me write it, but the story is my own. It’s my first one—you’ll see my amateur storytelling. Please don’t be harsh on me.
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After a long time away, Igi finally returned to Fenix. Of course he went to the orphanage first.
The moment he stepped through the gate, a beautiful woman hurried out to greet him. Sister Maren. The Elixir of Youth he had given her months ago had worked perfectly — she was now in the prime of her life, a stunning, confident woman who no longer hid her generous curves. Her full breasts strained against her simple habit, hips swaying as she walked.
“Master Igi,” she said warmly, “the ladies at the brothel need your help. Please ... stop by when you can.”
Igi smiled and pressed a heavy pouch of silver coins into her hands. “Take care of the children.” Then he turned and headed straight for the House of Pleasure.
The brothel was packed. He found a quiet corner table and sat down. A strange woman approached almost immediately.
“May I invite you upstairs for a good time, sir? You won’t regret it.”
Igi shook his head politely. “No, thank you. But you can bring me a glass of wine — and one for yourself. Keep me company.”
“I’m sorry, sir, we’re completely full tonight. I have to keep working.”
“And the ladies who own this place?”
“They’re ... occupied.”
“Very well. I’ll wait.”
He waited for hours. Only when night had fully fallen did Dara finally descend the stairs. Igi called her name softly. She looked exhausted, but her face lit up when she saw him. She sat down beside him.
“Tomorrow. Lunch at the orphanage,” he said quietly.
Dara nodded. “I’ll be there.”
He kissed her forehead and left.
The next day at noon, Igi sat in the orphanage garden drinking tea with Sister Maren. Dara arrived a few minutes later and took the seat right next to him.
“We should have accepted your offer a week ago,” she said, voice low. “A gang came. They enslaved us. Now they send men from their guild to use us for free.”
“What’s the guild called?”
“Hell Hounds.”
Dara’s hand slipped under the table and under Igi’s robe. Her fingers wrapped around his thickening cock and began to stroke him slowly.
“And every man from that guild does this?” Igi asked calmly.
“As far as I know ... yes.”
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