Dead Stick
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Chapter 12
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 12 - A modern Mage deals with the scum of his world in our world, making both worlds safe for everyone. Or at least trying to, and not destroying all those around him in the process. Does absolute power corrupt absolutely? Besides Tyrome was a likeable guy wasn't he?
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Mind Control Magic Heterosexual Science Fiction Paranormal Vampires Were animal Violence Transformation
“Wait, you said they banished him? Then how is it that he is able to return?” Cole asked, a new look of worry on her face.
“Because unknown to me and the council, he also knew how to increase his power levels, not as well or as fast as I can, but he could. I know that he has been increasing all this time, whereas I have not until today. I can imagine, given the amount of time and how long it takes him to increase each level, I’d say he’s twelve to fourteen levels higher now than he was then. Probably the latter, which means with the increase I had today, he’s probably eleven to twelve levels higher than me. If I were to meet him now,” I lowered my voice, as I knew there were more than a few who would find what I was talking about to be more than interesting. “He’d kill me with not much of a problem, though with what I added today, I’d still hurt him, and I’ve gained a few tricks over the last 300 years.”
“Why aren’t you trying to increase as much as possible,” Cloe cried.
“Because like anything else, you can over do it, I can push yes, but not that much. If I did, it would be like I short circuited, then I’d be no good at all plus it takes almost a week to recover. I know, I did it a few centuries back a while before I met you. It’s not pleasant to the user or anyone near them.” I shuddered remembering the pain.
“Sounds like a cop-out to me,” Cloe sneered at me.
Pushing my power down, I snapped my fingers, and Cloe was spread-eagled on the floor, her eyes huge when she saw the huge vibrator that appeared above her. I turned as it started to descend, and climbing into bed, I heard Cloe gasp, then whine and whimper as the vibrator barely touched the outer lips of her sex.
“Tyrome, you son of a bitch! Turn it on! I need fucking release!” She shouted.
Propping up on an elbow, I looked down at her, “As I said before, suffer bitch! Maybe after a week of this, you’ll start to get nicer and mean it! I won’t turn it on, and it will never enter more than 1/8 of an inch. We’ll see in a week, and if not, then I have a few other toys I can try.” Here I made a large cock shaped dildo appear then dull spikes grew out of it. “This will be for your other opening, oh! It still goes. You can’t relieve yourself, nor may anyone else. Also, the same as before, you know how to end all this. You have to mean it.”
Panting, she snapped her head up, an intense look of hatred in her eyes, “Never will I beg you or any other man, you ugh! Son of a ugh! Bitch!”
I just shook my head and lay back down.
The next day, I awoke looking down at Cloe. She was asleep, good, and I didn’t feel like listening to her mouth. Reaching out, I started to feel the barrier that kept Cedrick confined to the dimension he’d been in for centuries. It was worse than I thought, shit the way it was starting to fail, he be out sooner than I thought. Shooting more energy into it, I felt him move closer to the edge.
[I thought that felt like you, hello bastard] he said to me. [I see you haven’t really increased at all. A pity. I was so looking forward to crushing you, ripping your life out, making you scream ‘til you were dead. No matter, it will still be sweet when you are nothing but a broken shell under my feet!]
Pulling back, I upped the energy again, damn it! I might have gained three days if I was lucky!
Calling the council, I let them know what I’d seen and heard; the younger ones laughed at my worry, and the older ones were worried. Flashing out, I had to increase faster. The problem was, even with the higher levels I possessed, would my body be able to take more? I felt the levels begin to jump. I was over one now but kept going at 1 1/4. I started to feel the strain at 1 1/2, and I stopped. The slight ripping sensation was the first and only warning I’d get. I was now 3 1/4 levels higher, not that much compared to him, but at least now I was starting to get where I could do more than watch.
Appearing at my office, I was about to go in when I felt a bolt appear out of nowhere, streaking toward me. Throwing up a shield, I felt the bolt strike, hold a second, and then fizzle out. “Good, I’m glad to see you were as serious as you sounded at the prison.” The voice of the council leader came out of the thin air. “I’d say you passed me now,” then I heard the same voice whispering in my ear. “Keep it up. I also checked the boundary, and I saw what you had done. I also added to it, but at most, we have gained three and a half to four days. Don’t stop Tyrome. I’d like to see my grandchild as I am sure you like to see your child.” Then, just as suddenly, it was all quiet.
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