Chapter 23

Like a powerful magnet drawing in more metal, my sexual congress with each of the ladies in my bed that morning attracted plenty of attention from the rest of my harem. I found myself virtually passed from lady to lady on this particular day, each of them insisting upon their turn with me. Karissa, Sonja, Petra, Tricia, Janine, Hannah, Mom, Ursula, Melanie, Melissa, Candy, Lisa, Shakira, Britney Spears, Vera and Taissa Farmiga, Emilia Clarke, Zooey Deschanel, Selma Blair, Miranda Kerr, Natalie Portman, Anastassia Obregon, Miley Cyrus, Lindy Booth, Kate Mara, Anna Kendrick, Ellie Kendrick, Kristen Stewart, Bella Thorne, Jennifer Aniston, Natalie Dormer, Scarlett Johansson, Nathalie Emmanuel, Nell Tiger Free, Gillian Anderson, Amy Adams, Sophie Turner, Maisie Williams, Kesha, Raylene, Sibel Kekilli, Sarah Bolger, Oona Chaplin, etc. all shared me that day, none letting me loose until I had screwed them all.

I fucked them with Time frozen, each of them doing whatever else appealed to them once I came inside them, a true reverse gang-bang that even included the wife and daughter of the Mormon bishop that I caged so long ago. Yes, for those who wondered, he was let out of the cage personally by me ... after he sat on a chair like a good cuckold and watched me bed his wife and daughter all over again. Then he screwed both of them and was required to service each of my ladies as well as eat the creampies from their holes.

That bishop was long dead, of course, as was his religion. Mormonism was essentially defunct within a decade of my accession as Emperor of Earth. So were Scientology, most of Islam, much of Protestant Christianity, Jehovah’s Witnesses, Adventism, and a hundred other different sects and religions. Catholicism and Eastern Orthodoxy held on in various parts of the world, there were some petty evangelical Protestant Christian “house churches,” and schismatic Islamic secret societies still persisted in areas of the Middle East. The autocephalic Christian churches of the East continued as well, such as the Armenians, Assyrians, Chaldeans, Copts, etc.

Most of humanity, however, subscribed to Sebastianism, the worship of Basil, The Pantheon, and me. I was viewed as a messianic demigod rather than the Creator himself, as the chief, living deputy of Heaven, a Pharaoh as well as a Caesar. I was awarded a number of semi-divine titles as a god-king by the newly created Senate, some of which I learned about while humping Princesses Beatrice and Eugenie of Great Britain and Princess Theodora of Greece. Yes, I went there, determined to tie my new imperial house to the old royal families, to help fuse all dynasties into one.

In fact, those Princesses, and later others, all had issue by me and once their husbands were dead, I moved them into the Warhammer Palace as royal wives as well. I now had sixty-nine wives, three hundred fifty-seven concubines, and countless other paramours, many of them married to other men and women. Even the wife and daughter of the Mormon bishop were now part of my harem, mothers of several of my children themselves.

In any case, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was a special holiday or something, since so many women insisted upon laying with me that day. As I showered and ate breakfast at last while recovering from this fantastic orgy, I chuckled as I considered what might have prompted this raucous episode of pleasure, a temporary relief from the burdens of my office. I still analyzed the events of the day when I felt soft hands on my shoulders.

It was Joanna, my firstborn daughter from Jennifer Aniston, one of twenty-seven children born to us. Yes, before you ask, she and I had been physically intimate with each other. We had committed no small amount of incest between us ... and with Jen together. All of my offspring by Jen were at least fourteen, just like my spawn by Miranda and the others of late. My youngest progeny by Jen, my daughter Arsinoe, had turned fourteen just six weeks before and she bore the most uncanny resemblance to her mother of all of our daughters.