Chapter 63: The Oracle’s Prophecy

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Kurtis – The Forbidden City, The Empire of Shizhuth

I panted from the pleasure of pumping my seed into the Serpent Oracle, waiting for her to deliver her prophecy. Pyrriah waited on the pillows, her breasts rising and falling. The cat-like lamias dotting the room were all quivering, their tails twitching back and forth.

The Serpent Oracle closed her eyes. Her pussy clenched about my dick. Then she gasped out her prophecy:

I was surprised by the words she spoke. They were ... shocking. All this talk of blood? And what did it even mean? I didn’t feel like I had any idea of what it meant. This was insane that I felt as clueless as I had before we came here.

All that work for those cryptic words?

But that was how oracles operated. You had to puzzle them over. Already, Pyrriah did that. She was struggling to make sense of what we were told. I could see it in her eyes. There was something important here.

We just had to figure it out. Discuss it. But not here.

“Go,” the Serpent Oracle said. “We both have what we need.”

“Right,” I said and rose, my cock sliding out of her pussy. “Thank you.”

She stroked her belly. My son or daughter grew in her. “No, no, thank you, Son of Lust”

I stood and pulled on my robe. Pyrriah drew on hers. As we headed for the door, the lamia rushed in and started nuzzling against their mistress. They were licking at her face, her breasts, thighs, and her pussy. They licked my cum out of her cunt as she whimpered in delight.

I headed for the curtains and passed through them into the tunnel. My sister walked at my side. In no time, we were back into the large cavern where Empress Szialianith waited. She flicked out her tongue as she stared at us with her unreadable eyes.

“Esssscort them out,” she told one of the hulking knights in the shadowy armor.

He bowed his head then motioned to us. I nodded and followed him out of the cave toward the stairs. As we departed, I heard the curtain rustling. I caught a glimpse of the empress’s red tail vanishing through it, heading to see her oracle.

Would the Serpent Oracle tell the empress our prophecy?

I didn’t know. I was just eager to get out of this nation. It was time to go. I marched up the stairs behind the knight, chaffing at his ponderous steps. I wanted to be racing up them. My sister was at my side. That was a comfort to have my twin with me.

We soon reached the top and were in the palace. The knight took up his post at the entrance and we continued on without a guide. I walked as fast as I could without looking like I was running away in fear. My sister matched my step. We moved through the bowels of the castle and reached our rooms.

The guards posted there bowed. I entered in, my men on the other side. They looked ready to go, their gear in packs around them. I moved through the antechamber to the main living quarters to find Lasla nodding in approval.

She turned around and said, “We’re all packed.”

“Good,” I said, glad I could count on her. “Then let’s get out of here. I am so ready to get back to the Treasure Box.”

“Yes,” growled Solja.

I surveyed everyone then I led the way. We stepped out of our quarters. Our guards didn’t stop us. They didn’t protest one word. That was a good start. My stomach roiled as we marched through the palace, clogging the halls. I had Korvan and his men at the rear with the rakshasas. Nephi led the way in her sphinx form, Solja and Tharaka behind her. I came with my sisters, my mother, Kyaza, Shetha, Diane, Oberoy, Solomas, Lilica, and Beliala.

No one was being left behind.

We reached the entrance to the palace. No one stopped us from leaving, though Istandar Zianamilizzi waited on a palanquin with her retinue. The purple-scaled naga inclined her head as she saw us.

“I thought you would be departing,” she said. “I thought I would escort the triumphant ambassssador back to my port so that you may return to Queen Athirmi and let her know the outcome of the trade dispute.”

“Right, right,” I said. I had no intentions of going back there ever again. “She definitely needs to know.”

The istandar smiled like she knew my intentions.

Her soldiers formed up around us and we marched out of the palace grounds and into the Forbidden City. We moved through the ever-present darkness, the inhabitants watching us in silence as we passed. None of them cheered, of course.

I bested their empress.

But I had done so openly, so she couldn’t strike me down, could she? It would make her seem ... weak. That was why we were able to leave so easily. Power was an illusion, after all. If her people all rebelled, she could not do a thing to stop them all.

We left the city and entered the sunlight. Shetha wept. I turned to see her crying. “S-sorry, my Lord.”

I picked up my Lamia and held her in my arms as we walked. “You have nothing to cry about. You’re free. She’ll never hurt you again.”

She clutched to me, sobbing for such joy. I smiled, so glad that I could give her this gift. At least we had done some good. Saved Solja and Tharaka’s mother, gave the Serpent Oracle a child, and rescued this one lamia.

That had to be enough.

Lasla – The Shizhuth Empire

That night after leaving the Forbidden City, I was gathered with my family in her large pavilion. Kurtis had just returned from fucking Istandar Zianamilizzi. She, of course, required to be serviced by him. Now that he had finished with fucking her, we could talk about what the Oracle said.

He repeated it and Pyrriah agreed that he had told it correctly. We all were surprised by it. It was so vague. I sat there, puzzling it over. Kyaza, however, didn’t look at all that confused by it, though she had a look of disgust on her face.

“What?” I asked her. “You know what that means.”

“The Heart of Green Darkness is what we call the Uth Jungle on the Savannah,” she said. That was where she was from, one of the centaur tribes that roamed the great plains south of the Halani Desert. There were two jungles on that continent. The ‘Zakon and the Uth which was the one farther to the south. “It’s a terrible place that only fools go.”

“Oh, yes, it would be,” said Princess Naryu.

“Why?” asked Kurtis.

“The tigers.” Princess Naryu’s blurred and became a tiger’s head. Her whiskers quivered as she licked her chops.

“More rakshasas,” Pyrriah groaned. “Fun.”

“Well, they are fun to tame,” I said, glancing at Pradu.

Pradu shook her head. “They are not like us, Mistress.”

“They’re primitives,” added Princess Naryu, disgust in her voice. Her head blurred back to her human form. “Savages. They rule the jungle tribes like goddesses and wage a bloody war against each other. They sacrifice their followers and each other in bloody offerings atop their jungle ziggurats. My ancestors left to found Naith.”

“Our stories say they were driven out,” Kyaza said. “Too weak for the jungle.”

“Lies!” Princess Naryu hissed. “We just didn’t see the need to sacrifice our own daughters and wage bloody war against each other. That’s what they do, you know. The jungle rakshasas don’t tolerate another in her territory. They will raise a daughter as a successor while the others are sacrificed in bloody rites when they aren’t bathing in the blood of their followers.”

“They’re worse,” said Pyrriah, “then Naith. You have gladiator fights and slaves. You are always plotting against each other.”

“Yes, but we don’t kill each other directly.” Princess Naryu shuddered. “That’s so uncivilized to rip out your own sister or cousin’s heart. If she’s not strong enough for your minions not to bring her down, then she doesn’t deserve to rule.”

“Barbarians,” added Pradu.

I shuddered. “This sounds pleasant. That’s where the Cradle of Life is?”

“Beneath the Mountain of Bone.” Kurtis glanced at the rakshasas and Kyaza. “Do you know what that is?”

The rakshasas and Kyaza shook their heads. I leaned back on the pillows. Uth was far to the south behind the Savannah and the desert. It would be a long journey. We would be selling for a while before we made it back to the Treasure Box.

Kurtis – Kyizziania

I stood onto the docks of Kyizziania, the Treasure Box at anchor behind us. Istandar Zianamilizzi stood before me, her naked breasts half-covered by her purple hair. She slithered up to me, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“You’re not going to try to keep me so you don’t lose out on my cock,” I said.

“No, no,” she said. “I’m no fool. You have a grand mission, and you’re not about to let me stop you. Good luck.”

She threw her arms around me and kissed me. I groaned, loving the feeling of her body against mine. It was a delight to have her against me. My dick throbbed. I wanted to fuck her one last time, but she had enjoyed my cock every night on our trip back from the Forbidden City.

I broke the kiss with her and smiled. “Maybe I’ll see you again.”

“Maybe,” she said, her hand rubbing at her belly. “Maybe your daughter will even be empresssss one day.”

“That I have no doubt,” I said, knowing my other daughter with the empress would be. “Take care.”

She hissed her delight.

I turned and was the last one to march up the gangplank board the Treasure Box. Captain Telesi nodded to me. Her pregnancy was starting to show. She had a roundness to her stomach. So did the other halfling women and girls moving about. They were all humming as they were working to cast us off.

“Sail us toward Zeutch,” I said, glancing at Solja and Tharaka. “We have a stop to make.”

“Yes, Master,” Telesi said. She clapped her hand together. “Hurry it up. Our Master wishes to depart this lovely, lovely land. At our next port, we’ll even be able to leave the ship!”

Cheers rose from the halflings and the humans. They were all working together to get us underway. It was impressive to see. The two human men, Tarthan and Foran were working the ropes for the sails with the help of Overia and Tormin, the one halfling male on the ship. Once the ropes were untied, the halfling daughters scrambled up into the rigging to help with the sails, too. Kelesi, Delli, Alli, and Shalial were up there despite their rounding bellies.

It was a relief as the pilot craft, a rowboat, turned the ship around. The sails caught the wind. We sailed from the Shizhuth Empire. Relief washed through me as we headed out into Velnak Strait, sailing for the Zeutchian port of Unmik to drop off Solja and his sister. They would be heading to meet their mother.

It was a delight to have them with us.

Our escort of black ships followed us for four hours before we were finally out of the Empire’s territorial waters and far out into the strait. There was no sight of land on either side of us. We were sailing through the ocean, free.

The sun was already setting so we only had another hour before the sails were reefed. Bethie, the older of the two human women, was already starting to serve a hearty stew for supper. The anchor was dropped as darkness fell on the world. Lamps were lit.

After dinner, the women of the treasure box descended on me. I smiled. Lasla was getting re-acquainted with Stalker while I had all these beautiful halfling women and two human delights crowing around me. A garden of pleasures for me to enjoy.

“I see the halflings are showing,” I said, stroking over Telesi’s belly, “but what about you and your daughter, Bethie.”

Bethie smiled as she unlaced the shirt she wore and pulled it off. Her large, dark-brown breasts spilled out, her nipples hard. She had a lovely curve to her belly. “Oh, we’re developing, too. It’s just they are smaller, so it’s way more noticeable.

“Yes, it is,” I said and buried my face into Bethie’s breasts. I rubbed back and forth between the married woman’s tits.

I loved those big breasts around my face. I squeezed them against me. She groaned as I did that, my cock throbbing hard. She had such a lovely set of tits. They were so much fun to have squeezed about my head.

My cock was on fire as I kissed at the inner slopes of Bethie’s breasts. The other women—the three mature and motherly halflings, their daughters, and Overia—pulled off my robes, eager to get me naked so they could have their way with me.

I let them as I licked up Bethie’s breast to her nipple. I latched on and suckled.

“Lord Kurtis,” she moaned as I nibbled on her nub. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s just a delight to enjoy. Ooh, you honor me.”

“Yep,” I groaned around her nipple.

I suckled for another moment, hands roaming my body. Soft and feminine hands. They grabbed my cock and fondled my balls. I enjoyed that delight as I kissed down Bethie’s breast. I moved toward the married woman’s round belly.

I kissed over the fertile curve of her pussy. It was such a joy to nuzzle into the peak of her belly. I kissed at her navel. My tongue slid around in her as my hands stroked down her sides to her trousers. I worked those off as I kissed at her bellybutton.

“Lord Kurtis,” she moaned.

I stopped kissing at her bellybutton so I could take off her trousers. She lifted her legs as I removed them. When they fell down, her thick bush came into view dripping with her tart cream. I loved that aroma.

I plunged my face into her pussy. Her thick burls rubbed on my lips and cheeks. I loved feeling that delicious bush on my face. She gasped as I did that, her big boobs jiggling. Those dark, lush nipples of hers were just so ripe and perfect.

“Oh, Mother, he just is eating out your pussy,” Overia said. The nubile delight had also stripped naked, her belly curving like her mother’s. Her boobs looked bigger, too. Still round, but definitely plumper. “Ooh, that makes me so wet.”

“Then come sit on your mother’s face,” she cooed, licking her lips. “Just plant that hot twat on my on mommy’s mouth.”

“Yes, Mother,” groaned Overia as she straddled Bethie. The pregnant girl lowered herself to her mother’s lips. I loved the sight as I licked at Bethie’s tart folds.

I groaned when Overia planted her shaved twat on her mother’s face. The incestuous sight was a beautiful thing to witness, like when Mother ate out Pyrriah or Mother Sianili would devour Lasla’s cunt. I had to visit them. Have another dream with them to let them know we were making progress. That the end was in sight.

I’d just leave out where we were going. They didn’t need to worry.

I thrust my tongue into Overia’s pussy. I flicked my tongue around in her snatch. I licked and lapped at her cunt. I tongued her pussy with force. It was an amazing moment to eat her twat. I swirled my tongue around in her.

She groaned as I did that. She shuddered, her passion echoing across the deck as I feasted on her mother’s bred cunt. I licked at her twat as the halflings stroked their hands over my body. That was hot to feel. Heat rippled through me.

Then one kissed the tip of my cock. I groaned as she swallowed my dick. The halfling slid her mouth over the crown of my cock and suckled on me. She knew what she was doing. She nursed hard. A shudder of delight washed through me as she nursed.

She worked her mouth up and down my cock. It was hot having her bob up my dick. She was shoving her head upward to nurse on me. She was athletic and skilled. I couldn’t tell which one. All their lusts blurred around me.

I was surrounded by the horny women.

I loved it.

My dick throbbed and ached in the lucky halfling’s mouth as I tongued Bethie’s pussy I enjoyed licking and lapping at her bred depths. It was a delight to tongue over her. To stroke her and drive her wild. It was a pure delight to do that to her. I flicked my tongue through her folds.

She moaned as I did that. She groaned as I tongued her snatch with all my hunger. I wanted to make her cum. She would drown me in all her pussy juices. She moaned, her fertile belly quivering before my eyes.

I loved staring at that gentle curve that led up to her quivering boobs. Two of the halflings, Delli and Alli, the daughters of Nelli, both crawled up and latched onto her nipples. The pair suckled on her, one with golden hair and the other silver.

She moaned into her daughter’s cunt, “Vedr’s queef! Oh, that’s good. Oh, Lord Kurtis!”

I thrust my tongue into her snatch and swirled it around in her twat. I tongued her with hunger. She squirmed as I did that. She trembled, her thighs squeezing about my face. I loved how she held me tight as I tongued her twat. I licked and lapped at her with hunger. I flicked my tongue through her folds.

The hot mouth suckled harder on my dick. Was that the captain?

Maybe?

Whichever halfling female it was, she had a delicious mouth. Just a passionate one I savored having sucking on my mouth. She suckled with all her might on me. It was a thrill having her do that. I savored every second of her nursing.

She suckled with passion on my dick. It was a fantastic thrill to have her doing that. I loved every second of her nursing on me. I groaned, enjoying her hot mouth. She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my cock.

My balls twitched.

“Mmm, Lord Kurtis,” groaned Overia. “Mother loves what you’re doing to her pussy. He’s moaning into my cunt!”

“I bet she is!” Tarthan called. Bethie’s husband watched. He wouldn’t be getting any pussy for a while. Not with me back on board.

“Oh, yes,” Bethie moaned, her thighs gripping my head.

She humped against me, her orgasm building in her. Her curls tickled my face as I tongued at her twat. She would burst before her daughter did at this rate, so I thrust some lust into Overia’s body. She gasped and shuddered on her mother.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpered, her head tossing from side to side. “Oh, wow, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Mother!”

“Ooh, your pussy is getting so hot,” groaned Bethie as I swelled her daughter toward cumming with her mother.

I suckled on the mother’s clit and thrust a pair of fingers into her bred cunt. I pumped them in and out of her, my nuts tightening. The halfling suckled so hard on my dick. She was so eager to get my cum. She wanted it all spurting into her mouth.

Just wanted every drop of my cum flooding her.

It would be fantastic to burst as I drowned in Bethie’s pussy juices. I suckled hard on her clit. She moaned, nibbling on her daughter’s bud. I tweaked both their building orgasms, guiding them to both erupt at the same moment. It was so hot.

“Mother!” gasped Overia.

“Lord Kurtis!” the mother moaned.

They came together.

I drowned in Bethie’s tart pussy juices. I gulped down her cream. Her passion gushed out of her while she drowned in her daughter’s delight. I loved it. The pregnant Overia squirmed on her mother’s face, gasping out her passion.

“Gods damn!” whimpered Overia.

“Las’s big dick,” I growled, the pressure exploding at the tip of my dick.

I erupted. My cock fired blast after blast of my spunk into the lucky halfling’s mouth. She gulped it down while Bethie quivered through her orgasm, her boobs jiggling. The two halflings kept nursing on her nipple as the other drank my cum.

She swallowed spurt after spurt of my jizz. It all erupted out of me. It was fantastic to have all that pleasure surging through me. Ecstasy crashed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as I pumped the halfling’s mouth full of cum.

“Share, Nelli!” gasped Telesi.

So it was the first mate that had my cock in her mouth. I groaned as I pumped Nelli’s mouth full of cum. She loved it so much. She gulped it down, her lusts bursting through her. I rubbed my face into Bethie’s pussy and reveled in the married woman’s curls tickling my face.

“Gods damn,” I breathed as I fired the last of my cum into her pussy.

I rolled over onto my back, popping my cock out of the halfling’s mouth. I lay there as Nelli straddled me. Her cheeks bulged as she held my cum. She grabbed my cock, her silver hair swaying around her. She impaled her pussy down my dick before the other halflings could stop her.