Chapter 9: The Shaman’s Task

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this. Leywife Monica – The Mermaid’s Tickler

I shivered at the lust in the sailors’ eyes as I fell to my knees before Alloria. The sailors of the Mermaid’s Tickler were eager to have us participate in the ritual to appease the Goddess Vedr and keep any more storms from pummeling the ship.

I certainly didn’t want another terrifying day stuck in my cabin as the entire ship pitched and rolled and tossed. I feared we would die. The Lawbreaker would have escaped justice. He would accomplish his goal of killing Pater. Not just our lives, even the life of my unborn baby, was as important as that.

The death of a God, the Father of All, would be devastating. An inverse miracle. The opposite of something that should be impossible and whose existence gave hope. Despair would fill the world. It was vital we reach Dead Isle and the Black Spire ahead of him.

We would stop him before he acted.

So if getting fucked by the sailors to give an offering to Vedr was something I had to do, I would do it.

Even if it did make me so wet and eager to enjoy the wonderful body that Pater and his wife, Slata, had gifted me.

My husband fell to his knees behind Alloria. The blue-skinned, Valyan beauty had a huge grin on her face. Black hair fell about her face, her large breasts swaying beneath her. Delight gleamed in her red eyes.

She needed this. The enchantments binding her to Bryce drove them together in wild frenzies of lust. It wasn’t as intense as those first days when the enchantment in her pussy combined with the divine collar he tried to put on her to keep her under control after she attacked us. But they still had to come together and satisfy that itch.

It had changed her. Changed them both.

Alloria’s eyes widened. A smile spread on her lips as she rocked forward. Bryce grunted and she groaned. Flesh smacked flesh as he buried into her. Alloria’s lips pressed on mine, kissing me hard. Her tongue thrust into my mouth as my husband—our husband—fucked into her twat.

Then Captain Artix grabbed my hips. His cock nuzzled into the shaved folds of my pussy. I shuddered at the feel of his cock’s thickness. My pregnant pussy craved his cock slamming into me. It would be an incredible delight.

With a groan, he thrust into me. He buried his cock to the hilt in me. I groaned at that wonderful intrusion. My pussy clenched down on his dick. I savored his cock burying deep into me. This wonderful rush shot bliss through me.

My hips worked in circles, stirring his dick around in me. My cunt drank in that wonderful friction. I whimpered into the kiss with Alloria, our tongues dancing as the captain’s balls smacked into my clit.

Sparks flared.

The crew cheered.

They were standing around us as the wind blew us back north to Althis. My pussy clenched around Captain Artix’s cock. His thick shaft reached so deep into me at the end of his every plunge, the friction burning through me.

“Gods, yes!” groaned the captain. “Your wife has a wonderful pussy, Sir Bryce.”

“Yes, she does!” he growled. “Just a tight, little slut’s cunt, isn’t it.”

“Yes!”

I shivered at Bryce’s throaty words. I did have a slut’s cunt. I had been so willing to embrace monogamy for him, but Alloria had changed everything. I could indulge. I had enjoyed my time on the Mermaid’s Tickler, yesterday’s storm notwithstanding. My three holes had been stuffed with so many cocks.

I made up for those weeks of monogamy with hedonistic enthusiasm.

I kissed Alloria harder, both of us moaning as the men fucked us. We both whimpered and shuddered, our lips pressing tighter together as we rocked to the rhythm of the cocks plunging into our pussies.

Pleasure rippled through my body. It felt amazing. My pussy clenched down on the captain’s cock, his dick filling me up. It was an incredible rapture. I would have such a huge cum on his dick. It would be amazing. I craved it. Ached for it. My pussy clenched tight around his dick. The pressure built and built in me. I came closer and closer to my orgasm.

I moaned into Alloria’s kiss. My tongue danced with hers. The captain’s cock pounded into me. It was incredible to enjoy. I loved every second of it. I kept undulating my hips. Kept swirling my cunt around his dick, drinking in the friction.

“Vedr’s queef!” the captain moaned, his hands sliding around my body. He gripped the round swell of my belly, my pregnancy just starting to show. “That cunt!”

I broke the kiss to gasp, “I know! Pater’s cock, Captain! Stir me up! Make me cum and then dump your offering into my cunt!”

“Mmm, yes!” groaned Alloria. “Oh, Bryce, that’s it. That cock is going to make me cum. Flood me. Give me your seed!”

Brice growled, a throaty sound of pleasure. I glanced up over Alloria’s face to see him fucking her hard. Bare-chested, his Lubenite amulet bouncing across his torso. He was so strong. So muscular and powerful. His pale-tan skin so different from the deep azure of the Valyan crew around us, watching, cheering.

“Pound them women!”

“Stir up their cunts to a froth!”

“Feel ‘em with your seed!”

“M’Lady’s tits are swaying!”

“Cap’n’s pounding that pale-skinned beauty hard!”

“Need to get my dick went ‘n ‘em!”

Their words swept over me. I shuddered, loving every moment of it. My cunt was on fire. I undulated my hips. I stirred them from side to side. I squeezed my cunt around that huge cock plowing into me.

It was amazing. Stupendous. I groaned, clenching down hard. I loved every heartbeat. I shuddered, savoring this pleasure. This wonderful bliss that plowed into me. I groaned as he thrust his cock into me. My orgasm came closer and closer.

“Vedr’s mighty queef, you got a wonderful pussy, Monica!” the captain groaned. His hands slid up from my rounding stomach to my swaying breasts. He grabbed my round tits, squeezing.

“Thank you, Captain!” I gasped, my pussy melting around his cock. “Yes, yes, yes. Pater’s cock, I’m going to cum on this dick.”

“Mmm, I know!” Alloria panted. “Bryce! Bryce!”

“Gods damn!” snarled our husband, thrusting hard, his handsome face twisting. “Let me feel it, Alloria. That pussy! Let me feel that pussy spasming!”

“Yes!” she gasped, her face scrunching up. “Gewin’s mighty cock!”

Her head threw back, black hair flying. Then she howled out in rapture. My cunt clenched down, increasing the friction as I watched the pleasure crossing Alloria’s face. The captain groaned, feeling my pussy squeezing about his cock. His hands gripped and kneaded my tits.

He buried hard into me. Deep. He plunged to the hilt in me and growled out in ecstasy. His fingers on my breasts added that tingle of delight that ran right down to my cunt. My pussy swelled with delight. My head shook.

My twin braids of hair spilled off my shoulders and fell around my face as I bucked. My orgasm swelled. The captain drove his cock to the hilt in me. I gasped and exploded. My pussy convulsed around his dick.

“Oh, Gods, yes!” I moaned, my pregnant twat spasming around his dick.

“Vedr’s mighty queef!” the captain growled and buried in me.

As his cum spurted into me, I heard Bryce groaning, dumping his salty offering into Alloria’s pussy. I trembled, my cunt convulsing. My pussy writhed and spasmed around the captain’s cock, milking him.

My lips met Alloria’s. We kissed each other with hunger, tongues dueling as our men dumped their jizz in us. I felt every splash on my cervix. I welcomed every one of them. My hips wiggled from side to side, the pleasure blazing through my mind.

“Gods,” groaned the captain as my pussy wrung him dry. “Vedr, accept my offering!”

He ripped his cock out of my pussy and someone else took his place. I had no idea which sailor it was. I didn’t care. My orgasm still rippled through my body when he plunged his dick into me. He buried deep and hard, slamming to the hilt in me.

I groaned, melting into the delight of his hard cock burying over and over into my pussy. I groaned, savoring the pleasure of it. He pumped away hard, sending a new burst of pleasure rippling through my pregnant twat and out of my body.

“Gods damn,” Bryce groaned, pulling out of Alloria.

One-eyed Kalith took his place. Alloria squealed as he drove his cock into her cunt.

We kissed and moaned and were fucked. My pussy clenched down around the cock in me. The sailor grunted as he pounded me, keeping my orgasm alive for a few more glorious moments before it died to a simmering bliss.

And I didn’t simmer long. Not with the men around us all eager to dump their seed in our holes and make an offering to Vedr. I quivered there, the seed already flowing down my leg, forced out by his cock. But not all of it.

And he soon offered more.

Then a third sailor was in me, his cock long and thick. He rammed hard in me as Alloria took her next crewmen. They were so enthusiastic, pounding us hard and fast. My pussy squeezed down around the cock fucking me, building me towards another orgasm.

I had so many of them.

The crew all were eager to give their offering to Vedr, to fill our pussies to the brim with their salty seed. My body drank in all the pleasure. I gasped. Moaned. Shuddered. My tits swayed. Some grabbed my braids and others just smacked my ass as they fucked me.

I came and came and came.

My pussy brimmed with their seed. I whimpered and gasped, my hole getting so sensitive from being pounded by six then seven then eight men in a row. I shuddered, my thighs thick with the cum spilling out of me.

“They’re ready!” growled Corix, the first mate.

I gasped as I was picked up. Alloria, too. The captain held her and Corix carried me. I shuddered, clenching my pussy as we were brought to the railing. The blue ocean rolled out there. It stretched for eternity. Nothing was in sight. I gasped as they sat me down on the railing, my legs dangling over the side.

Corix’s cock pushed into my butt-crack.

“Captain!” gasped Alloria, her big breasts jiggling beside me. “Ooh, bugger me!”

“Yes,” I squealed as Corix’s cock found my asshole. He pressed into my hole, his cock slick and lubed.

My naughty butthole surrendered to his cock. I groaned as his shaft penetrated my anal sheath. His hands grabbed my tits. He squeezed them as the ship rolled and bobbed. I sat on the railing, my pussy aimed out at the ocean.

“Masturbate!” he growled. “Masturbate and cum. Squirt our offering to Vedr.”

“Yes, yes!” I gasped.

“Best if it comes from a woman!” moaned the captain as he squeezed Alloria’s big tits, his darker blue hands on her lighter azure tits. “Vedr loves women more than men.”

“Mmm, yes!” Alloria purred.

I thrust my hands between my sides, my shaved pussy lips coated in cum. More coated my legs in a pearly sheen. I found my bud and rubbed it. I gasped at the spark of pleasure that burst from my clit. My asshole clamped down on the cock in me.

Corix fucked me.

He pulled back and thrust back in. Short yet powerful stabs that plunged into my asshole again and again. I groaned, savoring the feel of his cock plowing into me. He fucked me hard. He buried his dick into me. I groaned, loving every second of his dick stimulating my anal sheath.

“Corix!” I moaned, rubbing my clit. My cunt clenched, squeezing out cum that fell into the sea. “Oh, Vedr, yes! We want you to be happy! Take that seed! It was in my pussy!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Alloria moaned, her large breasts jiggling in the captain’s hands.

Corix’s fingers slid up my tits. He found my nipples and twisted them. I gasped at that pressure. My asshole squeezed down on his cock. I whimpered and moaned. The heat swelled and swelled in me. I was heading for that huge explosion of rapture.

He pounded me harder, his fingers tweaking my nipples. Sparks flared down to my cunt. I rubbed harder on my clit. I masturbated myself with a frenzy. I groaned, my toes curling as the pleasure swelled and swelled in me.

“Oh, yes, Corix!” I moaned. “Make me cum! I want to squirt out all your offering to Vedr.”

“Give us gentle seas, Vedr!” growled Corix.

“Fair weather, great Goddess!” gasped the captain, driving his cock into Alloria’s asshole.

“Yes!” I moaned, clenching my bowels around Corix’s thick dick.

The friction melted to my cunt. It met the delight thrusting from my clit. I rubbed my bud fast. Hard. I stimulated myself, so eager for that frothy explosion that would burst through me. I whimpered and moaned, my heart pounding in my chest.

My bud throbbed beneath my fingers. I pinched my clit. I gasped. My back arched into Corix’s chest. I whimpered. His digits twisted both my nipples. Pleasure jolted down to my pussy. My cunt clenched.

Exploded.

“Vedr!” I moaned as my pussy convulsed. Squirted. “Take our offering!”

Pussy juices and cum fired from my cunt and splashed the ocean water. It landed on the waves, a naughty foam. Sparks burst across my eyes. My asshole convulsed as wildly as my gushing twat. My bowels writhed around Corix’s cock.

“Vedr! Vedr!” he moaned and erupted into my asshole.

“Gods, yes!” gasped Alloria. “Vedr, enjoy!”

Her pussy squirted. Cum and cream splashed into the water. I gasped and moaned, the pleasure rushing through me. My hands rubbed at my pregnant stomach, massaging my rounded belly as my asshole milked Corix’s dick.

My orgasm hit that wonderful peak. I groaned, my toes curling. I bucked the last few times as my climax died down to a simmering bliss. I whimpered and squirmed. I panted, feeling dizzy from the rapture of this moment.

“Oh, Vedr,” I groaned.

Then singing drifted up from below. I looked down to see a woman’s head in the water, blue hair plastered about her head. She had pale skin and big eyes. She smiled up at us as I trembled, my toes curling.

“Good sign,” breathed Captain Artix. “Vedr loves mermaids and undines. They might be Las’s daughters, but they dwell in the seas.”

I beamed. I could feel it. We had the Goddess’s blessing. She wouldn’t send any more storms at us. In a few days, we would reach the Dead Isle. The Black Spire would rear up before us. I flexed my fingers.

This would all soon be over. Then Alloria and I could live our lives with Bryce. I would have my baby. It would be beautiful.

Illina – River Whisper

The day after the attack by the kraken—which had been a terrifying experience since I was stuck in a fragile ship underwater—I felt the ship beginning to rise. It shifted up. I sat up from my boredom lying on Stefan’s bed. He and his angel were sitting at a table talking about something when their conversation paused.

The ship’s hull groaned as the bow pitched upward. I glanced out the window and saw the water lightening. Going from a dark blue to a lighter hue. Strange noises, like the working of bellows, rumbled through the ship.

“About time,” I muttered. “I was getting a little crazy of listening to the captain fuck your angel all day.”

“My pussy needed the break,” Ahlona said. “She’s insatiable.”

“She just wants to enjoy you as much as she can,” Stefan said with some amusement. “She’s about to lose you.”

Ahlona smiled. “True. She doesn’t get to enjoy me for the rest of our lives.”

“Nope.”

The pair had these look of pure love on their faces. I sighed, looking away. Pain flared in my heart. Barg’s face swam in the clicking gears of my mind. I was glad they had their love, but it sucked having to witness it right now. I rubbed at my chest and then stood up.

I wanted out of here.

I paced back and forth as we rose higher and higher. My fingers flexed. We were on the other side of Althis now. We had sailed far under the sea. I hoped this put us ahead of Sir Limpdick. I wanted to be there waiting for him to show up at the Black Spire and stab Dauthaz’s dagger into the cock-sucker’s back.

Gods, that would be satisfying.

I hoped the detour to these Ilt savages wouldn’t delay us too long. Stefan was confident they could remove the curse on him. Make it so he could actually do something to Bryce. Like bind him up in magic and pin him in place while I killed him.

To see that helpless fear in Sir Assmunch’s eyes when I slowly pushed the tip of the dagger into his chest and found his heart...

It would be magical.

Water splashed. I glanced at the porthole to see it running down. And then there were skies. I groaned and darted for the door. I burst out into the hallway, my toga rustling around my body. I rushed up to the water lock. The door opened with ease. I slammed through the second and stepped onto the deck of the River Whisper.

We were wonderfully above the waves.

Water dripped everywhere. The crew of nixies worked on the rigging to lower the sails woven of waxy kelp that they used beneath the waves. I stretched my back, feeling the wind on my face, breathing it in.

Land passed us on the right side. It was a dark smear on the horizon. A cloud parted and sunlight fell on me. I groaned, my nervous system drinking in the warmth. My gears clicked faster. It had been three days in those cramped cabins.

I never wanted to sail on a nixie ship again.

“Soon as the wind sails are raised, we’ll be heading into Noliana Bay,” said Captain Azure from the stern deck.

I nodded, picturing my geography. That meant the Dead Isle was almost due north of us. A blighted land of the undead. A place of harrowing death and home to the Black Spire, a peak thrusting out over Dire Bay. It was said an oracle known as the Whisper lived on the island. She could accurately predict the future better than any of her sisters.

Only a madman would go and visit her. Would set foot on the Dead Isle.

What did that say about me?

A vicious grin spread on my lips. That I would see Sir Shrunkentesticles dead no matter what it would take.

I stretched my back and watched them change the sails. Soon, the canvas ones were up and they were billowing in the wind. We were sailing north once more. The land slid by us. Soon we would kill that bastard. And it would be glorious.

I hummed as the Mermaid’s Tickler plowed through the waves.

Stefan Halian

I could feel the dark shadow north of us.

Dead Isle lay over the horizon, but I could feel the Black Spire tugging at me. Almost like the thread of my life being woven by the three norns pulled on me, dragging me towards my destiny. It felt wrong that we sailed east now into Noliana Bay.

But I had to find a shaman. If Bryce’s Gods damn spell wasn’t released from me, he could inflict debilitating pain on me. What good would my magic be then if I lay on the ground a crippled unable to do anything against him?

I turned my gaze from the north to the shore sliding by to the south. The day was waning, the sun drifting lower and lower on the horizon. The grasslands of Ilt, home of a federation of barbaric tribes who rejected civilization, spread out towards the eastern horizon. Sandy beaches led to berms covered in the deep-green grass. It rippled in the wind like waves of a different sort of sea than the one the River Whisper sailed through.

Shouts came from the front of the ship. The nixie lookouts had spotted something. I glanced in that direction and noticed smoke rising up in the air. Many tendrils of it. My heart unclenched. An Ilt village. They were said to have them along the bay, using the rich waters for fishing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Ahlona moaned, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing.

“Captain, you’ll need to wrap that up,” I said.

“Matar’s cock!” Azure moaned, her hermaphrodite-cock pounding over and over into my Angel’s pussy. She’d been fucking her for the last two hours since the ship surfaced. “I’m almost there. Oh, Gods, yes, this pussy.”

“Azure! Azure!” Ahlona moaned, her halo bursting with golden light. It shone from her as she had another orgasm.

I shook my head. I had never realized how sex-obsessed nixies could get. She had stamina. I could probably fuck Ahlona like that for hours, but we didn’t have to squeeze all our passion into such a short time. We had our lives together.

Assuming we could kill Bryce before he reached the Black Spire.

It pulled harder at me. We were so close and now moved farther and farther away. What if he was already there? What if he were threatening Pater’s life? Monica’s? He had dragged the pregnant woman out here for a reason. He needed her unborn baby. That thought had grown on me in the last few days. He had put his plan into action now because another woman was pregnant with his child.

“Matar’s big dick and juicy pussy!” Azure howled.