Dead Stick
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Chapter 5
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
I was sitting at my desk when a small vision of Celina appeared in front of me, “the first three are here sir,” three folders appeared in front of me waving my hand over each I raised my eyebrows so, he was here, he was of age I guess.
“Seat them in the waiting room for now,” I told her. I could see she was concerned, but she did as I asked. Within half an hour, all 20 appeared and sat in the room, waiting for whatever they were expecting. As I walked in, I saw that they were disappointed. Good, they were about to learn the hard way not to judge too quickly. I heard several laughs and stood to walk out, many grumbling as they thought they were being taught by a great, if not the greatest, enforcer of all time. Smiling, I let them get halfway to the door, feeling their feeble repulse spells between me and them. Suddenly, all 20 were frozen in place; the look of shock on their faces was by far the best laugh I’d had all week.
“I am Tyrome Greenstick,” I told all of them; almost all their faces donned a horrified look. They knew who I was. “This was your first lesson; NEVER think that your opponent is weak or powerless. Always assume you are going against another strong if not AS strong as you. This one thing can save your live more than anything you can do, now then, if you are through acting like idiots, we can go on with the rest of the day’s lesson.”
I started them out on drills to try and increase their power. I had to admit they were as low as I’d felt since I was in school. Shuddering, that was a memory I did NOT want to go or even accidentally wander down. I felt them start to get stronger, not much. Hell, that would have been a miracle, but enough that I knew that I wasn’t dealing with a bunch of pushovers. Good, I thought the real work would start tomorrow; when we finished, I saw they were sweating bullets; again, good, I thought about the time they got some real work.
“Alright,” I said, calling it for the day, “back here again tomorrow, and remember what I said. Be aware of everything; ya never know when there might be another out for ya.” I watched them go. I sure hoped I didn’t get them all killed, though they had increased another 5%. A couple of drops, though not much, were a couple of drops. I told Celina I’d see her tomorrow and headed out. I was only a block from the office when I felt a watcher tailing me. Now, what I thought hadn’t anyone learned about me yet? What, did they think I was a newbie? I led my watcher on a merry chase. Damn, this ass was good; I hadn’t lost him yet, and this one was of a quality like a council used. Stopping in an alley, I waited for the watcher to catch me. Sure enough, he thought I had taken a shortcut. I grabbed her as soon as she rounded the corner.
“I don’t know who sent you, nor do I care. I’m in a pretty foul mood right now and really don’t feel like fucking with you. Start talking, and if I don’t like what I hear, you’re done.” I growled.
“Damn Tyrome! Scare a girl to death!” Was the first thing out of her mouth. Looking closer, I saw who it was.
“Cloe! What in the hell are you doing? I could have killed you!” I almost shouted, then realized where we were.
“As if,” she smirked, “you’re strong. I’ll give you that, but I still have the edge on you.”
I smiled. Yeah, she was right there (another of those tight-assed women, um, um). “Still thinking with your cock, I see.” Reaching down, she began to rapidly massage me through my pants. “I should’ve gotten more of this, damn it figures Cynthia’d get her claws into you first, along with various other body parts.” Sighing, she pulled a scroll, “This is an official case, an odd one that has never been solved. Hell, it should have been given to you 100 years ago. Oh well, live and learn.” Leaning close, she whispered, “I’ll be by in the next few days. Cynthia won’t shut up about how much you filled her. I’m going to find out.” Poof, with that, she was gone faster than a bad memory. Damn it! Now she’d gone and worked me all up, and I had nowhere to relieve it! Thinking there had to be someone, I sighed. I realized no, there was no one. I hadn’t been in a while, not with Cynthia trying to drain me every second of the day.
Tyrome walked back home, sticking the scroll in his pocket. God, he was tired. Training these pups took a lot more than he thought. Entering his building, he saw that none of his wards had been disturbed, and opening his door to the empty apartment, he sighed. It was going to take a little getting used to no one here when he got home. Damn, he thought I needed to get laid. Waving his hand over the phone book, he searched for the one woman for the night. Damn!
Nothing that even half piqued his interest. Damn, all I need is a piece of ass, Come on! All the women he’d screwed over the years and not a damn one could or would tonight, they were all in other cities, other dimensions, dead (ugh, not even going there), or just plain still pissed as hell at him. Opening the scroll with a sigh, his eyes got wide when he started reading, and then he started laughing so hard that he fell off the bed.
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