by Eric Vall
“Thank the heavens,” Wilfrim sighed.
“Oh, I think you could just thank Jack,” the naiad chimed in.
“If we get our Roza back, we may just have to talk more about Jack,” the old man responded.
“He’s so wonderful.” Penelope put her hand on Wilfrim’s arm as he walked by. “He truly is.”
“I’m starting to believe it,” Balabar sighed.
I was starting to think I was close to gaining more followers.
I was also getting closer to leveling up, too, which meant time on the ground with the priestesses, and my phantom blood burned at the thought.
Five hours. A man could do a lot with three women in that amount of time, but a god? I had a feeling I could do so much more.
“I’m so glad,” the naiad sighed to Balabar. “I’m sorry, I know this is a difficult time, but would you happen to have a rope for our new horse?”
“Of course.” Wilfrim smiled with relief, and he seemed to be glad to have a task. “A new horse? That’s exciting. Let me run over to the tent.”
The small, gray-haired man jogged over to one of the brown leather tents set up around the camp, and he pulled open the flap and disappeared inside. When he emerged, he held a long coil of thick, strong-looking white rope, and the old gnome handed the rope to Penelope before he began to pace back and forth again.
“Thank you, Wilfrim,” Penelope said with a grateful smile. “I’m just going to run up to the road, and… and when I come back, I’m bringing Roza with me!”
“I hope so, dear,” Elowise sighed. “If you’re correct, we’ll see you shortly,”
The pale blue naiad ran back up the path toward Nicola, who was sitting on the horse and staring up at the sky.
“Where’s Aleia?” the brunette asked when she saw Penelope coming. “What’s taking her so long?”
“It has been a while,” the naiad fretted. “Jack, is she alright?”
“She’s unfortunately still a few minutes away,” I reported as I watched the fairy. “She’s moving slow because Thunder won’t settle down.”
“Oh, Thunder,” Nicola laughed. “Such a silly boy.”
“The gnomes are so worried, though,” Penelope sighed. “I wish she could hurry up.”
“She can only fly as fast as she can fly, sister,” Nicola said in a practical voice. “What matters is that we know she has Roza, and Thunder, of course.”
“Do you want to tie her up?” Penelope gestured to the small horse.
Tie her up? That put some ideas into my head.
There were a lot of things I was excited about right now. First, I wanted to see Aleia pleasuring herself while I shocked her a bit more. If the little fairy was ready to experience some of the wilder things, then I wanted to be so scandalous that the fairy’s cheeks turned bright red and her mouth dropped wide open. It gave me a phantom boner just thinking about it. And then there was Penelope. I decided I was definitely going to have to use some rope on the naiad tonight, be it to bind her wrists and ankles or to whip her. Nicola would probably like all of that a little too much, so I’d have to find another way to discipline her, too.
It was going to be a good night.
I wondered if I shouldn’t spend a few minutes on the ground with the gnomes, too, though, since I was trying to gain them as followers, and I had five hours instead of three. It would be hard to concentrate when I knew I had an orgy with my women coming up, but it didn’t seem right to just rush away the same way the priestesses and I had after the last major battle. I’d just helped save their baby, after all, and I was sure they would want to talk to me.
When I looked at my follower map, my number of Devout Followers was still a ‘3,’ but the circles representing the gnomes were getting warmer and warmer in tone. Balabar’s was now so orange it was almost fire-engine red, and the other dots were in the yellow-orange range, too.
What was going to happen to the dots when Aleia got back?
I assumed I wasn’t going to level up until the fairy returned, and I had to admit I was getting anxious about that, too. I wanted to be with the women so badly it literally hurt, and I also just loved the feeling of the ground beneath my feet and the blood pumping through my body.
I wished I had more than five hours to spend down there, of course. I estimated five hours would give me a little bit of gnome-talking time and a bit of travel time back to the convent, and I’d still have more than four hours to fuck the priestesses.
“Jack?” Penelope asked. “Jack, are you there? I think I can see Aleia.”
When I focused back on the present moment again, the fairy had started to swoop down through the trees toward the other women.
“Yep, she’s finally back,” I said. “The gnomes are going to be so happy.”
The strawberry-blonde landed, panting, on the road near the other two priestesses, and she put Thunder down on the ground near where Nicola had already tied up Luna.
“This dog!” Aleia gasped. “He is nothing but trouble.”
“Trouble?” Nicola asked with a smile on her face, and she looked down at the huge puppy.
Then she stroked his head as he sat calmly next to her feet, and the troublesome pup honestly looked like an angel as he cocked his head and let his huge, red tongue loll to the side.
“Sure, now he’s good,” the fairy scoffed. “He must really like you, Nicola.”
Roza wasn’t half so calm as the dog, though, and she was still screaming her lungs out while Aleia squeezed the baby tight against her chest.
“This poor little thing,” the fairy murmured. “I think she’s both starving and freezing cold.”
“Aww, Roza,” Penelope sighed. “We need to get you to your mama.”
Suddenly, there was a stampede of footsteps, and the entire family of gnomes came sprinting toward the women.
“My baby!” Nissa cried, and Aleia handed Roza to the blonde gnome.
As soon as the baby was back in her mother’s arms, my display flashed.
Level Up!
And a split second later, I felt the earth between my toes and a fresh dose of night air in my lungs.
Then a smile spread across my face.
Chapter 20
“Jack!” Penelope squealed as she leapt up to throw her arms around my neck. “Oh, I missed holding you! Come on, let’s go back to the convent!”
“Hang on,” I laughed as I squeezed her tight, and I didn’t put the beautiful naiad back down until she got all of her giddy giggles out. Then I drew another few deep breaths of fresh air, and I took a moment to revel in my woodland surroundings. “I don’t want to run away just yet. I want to talk to the gnomes for a couple of minutes.”
“Okay,” the blue woman pouted.
Then I sent a broad grin toward Nicola and Aleia a few feet away, and Nicola openly met my gaze and gave me a sultry smile in return. The little fairy blushed fiercely, though, and when I offered her a wink, she fluttered her lashes shyly and blushed some more.
I didn’t have time to admire the view beyond there since someone was grabbing me by the hand, and when I turned around and glanced down, it was Balabar.
“Jack!” the small man cried out as he pumped my hand up and down, and the smile he wore threatened to split his face in half. “You saved our Roza! I have no idea how to repay you.”
“Well, my priestesses really did everything,” I said to the gnome as I gestured to the beautiful women. “I just helped a little.”
“Oh, I doubt that! Jack, it is miraculous to see you down on the ground again,” Balabar said in a deep voice, and he looked at my bare chest. “Your garb hasn’t been exactly what I pictured a god would wear, but I cannot deny the miracle of you appearing before me. Again!”
“Jack?” I heard a sniffling voice beside me and felt a small, tentative hand on my wrist, and I looked over to see Nissa standing next to me with tears in her eyes. The gnome only came up to about my waist, and her tiny eyes were bright red as she cradled a finally-silent Ro
za in her arms. “I don’t know how to thank you.”
“We should all pray,” Penelope announced as she looked around at the group. “We should all kneel to Jack.”
“Oh, no, you really don’t have to kneel,” I interjected as I put up my palms. “I’m fine with…”
“Then we will pray standing up,” the naiad assured me, and to my discomfort, with a tiny bit of exhilaration thrown in, the whole group, priestesses, gnomes, and all, gathered around me in a circle and held hands. “I will lead the prayer, if no one objects.”
“Go ahead, sister,” Aleia said with shining eyes.
“Thank you for your blessings, Jack,” Penelope said as she stared at me with a perfect tear running down her blue cheek. “I don’t know how to pray as formally as you may wish--”
“I don’t need--” I protested, but the naiad held up a hand.
“I was never taught the true ways of your faith,” Penelope continued, “but I had a calling to make a pilgrimage to your altar, and I have experienced nothing but joy since. You are the father to my child, and you have brought miracles to my sisters, and to the gnomes, and-- and--”
Penelope began to sob, and Aleia threw her arms around the blue woman.
When I looked around the circle, everyone had tears in their eyes, and I couldn’t believe this was all for me. Everywhere I looked, everyone’s eyes shimmered with pure devotion, and as I registered the full weight of this, I discreetly checked my interface.
Then I found it was much different from before.
Devout Followers: 11
The circles representing the gnomes were all bright red, and apparently the children were included in the count.
“Jack, we thank you for your blessings,” Balabar said, and the rest of the gnomes all echoed him.
My exhilaration had started to overcome my awkward feelings, even though everyone was now staring at me, and I felt I owed them some sort of speech. I was their… god, after all.
“Ahem,” I cleared my throat, and I looked around and tried to make eye contact with all my followers. “I… I am grateful for all of you. I can’t thank you enough for your worship and your faith, and I hope you, um, enjoy the fruits of my blessings.”
“Yes, the fruits of your blessings,” Nicola murmured as she continued to gaze at me with her huge, deep-brown eyes.
The dark-haired woman had a cheeky smile on her face, and when I looked at her, she batted her thick lashes at me, and I couldn’t help but grin.
“Well,” Penelope said as she looked up at the sky, which was growing lighter by the minute. “I think we need to go. I’m exhausted, and I’m sure you need to rest, too, now that you have sweet Roza back.”
“We do need to rest.” Elowise came up and clasped both of my hands in her own. “Goodbye, Jack. Will we see you again?”
“I hope so,” I replied. “Probably not tomorrow, but hopefully soon.”
“Soon, then,” the old woman responded as she let go of my hands and backed away from me, which gave Wilfrim a chance to approach.
“Jack, I don’t know if I can say anything that hasn’t already been said,” the old gnomish man mumbled as he bowed his head to the ground. “Just, thank you.”
The gnomes started to walk back to their camp, and I looked at my women.
“Should we go?” I asked. “I mean, I’m not in a hurry or anything.”
“Very funny,” Nicola said as she grabbed my hand and swung it back and forth, and the second she touched me, I was immediately hard. “I think we forgot about someone, though.”
The dark-haired woman gestured to Luna, and she quickly walked over to untie the horse.
“Should any of us ride?” Penelope asked as she looked at the animal.
“I want to stay together,” Nicola declared as she started to walk down the road with Thunder at her side and Luna walking behind her. “I want to spend the most time possible together with you and Jack.”
The priestesses, the animals, and I began to walk at a fairly rapid pace down the road back to the convent, and, despite my throbbing erection, I took a moment to experience what it felt like to be walking down a road in the very early morning again. The sky was royal blue with a few fading stars, and I could still see the moon. The birds chirped loudly in the trees as a cool breeze blew against my skin, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever been so happy.
I was only about to get happier, though.
Then I broke the serene moment with a long sigh.
“So, who’s ready to fuck?” I asked in a casual tone, and all the priestesses, including Nicola, began to giggle.
“Do you want Jack to put a baby in you, sisters?” Penelope asked the other two women. “Do you wish to be blessed by his holy seed?”
“Well…” Aleia began, “I wish to be blessed, but I do not know if we need another baby around the convent at this time. What happened to Roza was terrifying, and we need to build up our defenses to ensure nothing like that ever happens to your child.”
“I agree,” Nicola said with a nod. “I want to do everything I can to protect your daughter right now, Penelope.”
“I suppose,” Penelope said with a slightly sad expression, but then she gestured down at her body. “I have an idea, though. We’re all covered with blood, and dirt, we’re sore, and I certainly want to bathe so I’m nice and pure for our master. But I was thinking Jack could come to the creek with us for the first time, and we could make love in the healing waters of the stream.”
“I would love to,” I said honestly. “But isn’t it a little cold?”
“Oh, no, my lord,” Penelope replied as she ran her finger down the inside of my arm, and a wave of tingles spread through my body. “I can make the stream as warm as you wish.”
“Can you make it so hot it almost hurts?” I asked. “There’s this… godly thing called a hot tub, and the water is super hot, and it bubbles, and… fuck, I’d love to be with you in warm water like that. All of you, I mean.”
“I think you will find the stream most pleasing, master,” Penelope responded with a mysterious smile on her lips.
We approached the convent grounds and turned through the gate onto the field in front of the ruined stables, and it seemed like I could feel every single blade of grass under my bare feet. The ground was covered in chilly dew, but every step still felt amazing.
Nicola stopped at the rotted entrance to the stable and looked inside.
“There are still some strong posts in here,” the dark-haired woman announced. “I think we should tie up Thunder and Luna until we’re…”
“Done?” Penelope giggled. “That sounds like a good idea, if you're sure they’ll be safe.”
“They’ll be fine,” Nicola said with a firm nod. “I know they won’t leave me, because we already have a special connection. The rope is just to be safe.”
The brunette walked the two animals into the barn, and I looked at Aleia and Penelope.
“Are you alright, Aleia?” Penelope asked. The naiad draped her arm around the fairy’s small shoulders and let her hand slide down to the fairy’s nipple, which was erect from the cold, and, I hoped, my presence. “You’re very quiet.”
“Of course,” the strawberry-blonde said. She reached up and gripped Penelope’s hand, but she didn’t push the naiad away. “I’m just… thinking.”
“Thinking what, sister?” Penelope asked as she gazed wide-eyed at Aleia.
“That I’d like to do… this,” the fairy said, and she fluttered a few inches into the air, craned her head up, and kissed me on the lips.
I couldn’t help but kiss her back, and when her hungry little mouth opened widely for my tongue, I heard myself moan.
The fairy got a lot bolder sometimes when she was horny.
“No fair, sister,” Penelope pouted. “I want to kiss him, too.”
“Come here.” I gestured to the naiad, and I pulled her into where Aleia and I were kissing. The blue woman started to kiss both of us at the same time, and I felt someone�
�s hand groping my erection, but I wasn’t sure whose.
“Ahem.” I looked up, and Nicola was standing next to me with her arms crossed and a smirk on her face. “So, you couldn’t make it as far as the stream?”
“Yes, this will be even more fun at the creek,” Penelope giggled. “Come on, let’s run.”
Aleia shot into the air, and the rest of us jogged to keep up. We ran down the hill and through the small patch of woods that led to the water, and I was excited to hear the rushing stream in my physical ears.
It smelled like pine needles and chilly air, and despite the grime covering their bodies, the priestesses still somehow smelled like they’d just stepped out of the shower.
“Well, should we do this?” Penelope asked. She addressed all of us, but she was staring at me directly. “My lord… take your clothes off.”
“Why me first?” I laughed.
“I want to worship your wonderful body.” The expression on the blue woman’s face was completely earnest. “I want to see your… manhood… and I want to pray to it.”
“You know what I heard once?” Nicola asked as she walked over and started to tug on the string at my waist. The gorgeous brunette was almost tall enough to look me in the eyes, and I couldn’t help but reach out and run a hand down the side of her hourglass curves. “I heard about a god that came down, and he… I can’t say it.”
“I think you need to tell me,” I said to the dark-haired woman as I tilted her chin upward. “What did he do?”
“He whipped his followers,” Nicola whispered, and my cock twitched against my pants.
“Sister, I can’t even hear you,” Penelope complained. The naiad began to nibble on my neck, and she bit me on the ear before she continued to speak. “What are you talking about?”
“I want him to whip us,” the brunette said in a slightly louder voice, but she still sounded shy and submissive. “Do you think you would like that, master? And then my sisters and I could heal our wounds in the stream together.”
“Yeahhh…” I moaned as I groped out for the ties around Nicola’s neck because I desperately needed to feel her breasts against my bare chest. “I don’t know how long I’m gonna last, though. I really want to pick one of you up and fuck you against that tree.”
