The Fall Of The Tribes

by Philip Read

  “Well, that was quite the performance Sachihiro.”

  “Thank you Highness, if her Highness would allow me to retire and have my wounds send to I would be grateful.”

  “Make sure you come back.” She says with heat in her eyes.

  * *

  “I’ve been dying to get my hands on you the whole day.” She says as she vaults into my arms and demands a kiss with a hungry mouth on mine.

  Our kiss is long and passionate ad I pull her hard into my rock hard body. “You highness needs only to command and I am yours to to with as you please.” I say to her as we take a breath, reminding her of her station above mine.

  This is the second part of my mission to Erena, to give her good sex but keep reminding her of her authority and position. To be the perfect example of her man who pleases her sexually belong her wildest dreams and not use that position to curry favour. So that the next lover she has isn’t able to take advantage of her as she will have been immunized to sexual manipulation.

  “Then I command you, ravish me.” She says into my ear.

  “Your wish is mine to obey Highness.” I say as I take her mouth with mine and drink deeply of her lips.

  I take my time to undress her even in her urgency to have more sex. I bite her I kiss her I scratch her body, making her feel me before I have her fully naked before. By the time all her items of clothing are off she is already a quivering mess of good as she has already experienced three orgasms and on the verge of a fourth.

  “Please…” She eventually says and I sink my fingers deep inside her folds and she gushes out like a cut vein. Her hips humphing my hand and she grunts like a wounded animal.

  I hump her hard with my fingers through her orgasm and leave my fingers inside her as she calms down with a drunken sigh, completely sated from the exercise. “Do you see princess? Do you see how an innocent inexperienced princess can be made to beg and controlled if she doesn’t learn to properly used to weapon between her legs?” I whisper into her ear.

  She is flushed from excursion, excitement and embarrassment. She doesn’t like that I was right, that I was able to make her bed for three orgasms three times in a roll. She doesn’t want to acknowledge that a person like me could be sent to her and used as a tool by the church or other enemies to control her, to influence policy.

  She faces away from me instead of answers my question, “watch me.” I say as I get up and slowly start to get undressed. She watches me and the arousal is evident on her expressions and on her skin. She doesn’t take her eyes off me as the golden light of the candles flickers and dances across my skin.

  I move like a warrior for her as I take my clothes of, I move like a predator, abeast of agility and power. I expose myself, both my flesh and my expertise with my body. I hide nothing behind the illusion of trying to seem weaker than I am, I cloak nothing of my power as I unclench the Awakened level of power I’ve been hiding for so long from everyone.

  She sees me, the colour of my eyes flashes silver as Honour thousands of miles away looks through me in preparation of giving me the Rage if ever I need it. In preparation of becoming one with me even with this distance between us as I activate soul presence and display the art of zanjutsu. The room is different, there is a dangerous aura to the lust now, there is an animal spice to the animal instincts and I stand before Erena in all my glory.

  “I will make sure you love nothing and no one greater than you love your nation by giving you sex no one within the Church could ever live up to.” I say before laying on top of her slowly.

  * *

  I need to find Nyye and start practicing duel weikding Katya and Razor as soon as I leave this current assignment. But that’s a few days away in any case, the spirit protection necklace charm is in the shape of a snake eating it’s own tail and is yet to fail.

  Our procession again seeks entry into the Order of the Spirits hidden palace and we are seen to by the same sorcerers as last time. I am not invited into the meeting this time though as I asked to be excluded. Instead I use the time to find Keir, then together we find Asriel who is very happy to see me.

  There is no time to catch up of course but we debrief each other and he gets a list of all the circle operatives within the Order and proof as far as I could acquire it.

  “You look good though, you look healthy.” I say to him after our brief meeting together.

  “Thank you, you don’t look half bad yourself you know. I heard from Joseph that you were an acolyte of the Brothel but I had a hard time believing it. You a stud of all things.”

  “Believe it, Master Zaraya’s Awakening method is full of surprises but its been a few years and I think I’ve gotten the basics of all my new gifts.” I say watching him casually interact with the seemingly mundane metal staff in his hands.

  “I’m sorry I have to ask, how did you manage to cloak your zanpakutō the way you have? I can’t feel that it’s a soul-weapon at all.” I say after trying to figure it out a while.

  He grins at me and sends directly in a whisper. “I’m discovering my soul art, it’s a very powerful ability Sachi but it’s costly. After using it once my zanpakutō looses it’s spirit energy for an entire ten day currently. It’s not that I’m cloaking it, it’s that my zanpakutō is as vulnerable as ordinary black steel currently.”

  “That’s a bit extreme I think, it must be some ability you have.” I send back.

  “Let’s hope you never get to see it, but it’s practically an instant death for any creature it hits regardless of power.” He sends again and I’m more than intrigued.

  “I’ve also recently run out of spirit energy.” I send and relay what had happened to me in the dream.

  * *

  A cloaked rider on a white horse gallops out of the mist with speed heading right to me. He knows me, he is someone I should remember and as he rides past I do as I see under his cloak at the skeletal face of my father looking back at me.

  “Come and see me.” Those eyes seem to say. “Come and see my descendants.”

  Before the rider is gone almost as quickly as it had arrived and I startle awake.

  Chapter 125

  Sachihiro

  I walk naked through the room from the lavatory with Erena’s eyes following me the whole way. My cock sways between my legs and I watch her watch me hungrily. The woman was a virgin barely two ten days ago an now she is an insatiable beast that is always hungry for more sex.

  I have used her well and thoroughly on a daily basis since our first time together and she is always eager for more lessons. She tries to maintain her queenly poise but as I walk towards her my cock slowly hardening as I do she is practically panting and pulling the covers tightly against her neck. She still has some self consciousness about being fully naked before a man but I have put her on display every time before we have sex just to dispelled that.

  “I want to see you.” I say standing at the foot of the bed, which basically means no cock for you till you display yourself. And she practically kicks the covers away to show her naked body.

  No longer hesitant like she used to be but she will definitely need more thorough training if she wants to be able to have sex without being ruled by It.

  “Come.” I say and she comes, taking my hand.

  I pull her to the middle of the room and circle around her touching her. Looking at every inch of her beautiful body, today we will try something different. I have asked Nilsa to watch us have sex so you may better get used to being seen naked yet retain power.

  “No!” She says firmly, even claspingbher arms over her chest hat stubborn set in her jaw that reminds me of Aura refusing her mothers commands.

  “This is necessary for your training and my time with you is nearing its end, I have been remise in my duties of preparing you for the works at large. In fact I fear I may have made you depend on cock too much for my piece of mind.”

  “I will extend your contract, you will not be going anywhere.” She says grabbing my arm and looking up
at me possessively.

  “Unfortunately it doesn’t work that way Highness, but I will be recommending you be assigned another acolyte at no extra cost to you. We will let Nilsa watch unti-”

  “I said no to that!”

  “Then I am afraid there will be no sex for you on the last night we have together.” I say with finality and am surprised as she attacks me.

  I laugh as Erena grabs me by the cock whilst biting into the muscles of my chest. I let her fall on me and I catch her as I giggle, also sending for Nilsa to enter the room, which she does with the naked princess still unaware.

  She strokes it expertly as I’ve taught her licking and biting my nipples hungrily. Her head shoots down and she has the head of my cock in her mouth and is sucking enthusiastically. I stroke her hair to encourage her as I sigh in bliss at the sensation, spirits beyond sex always feels good.

  She works it in and out and eats it hungrily and possessively since she has discovered the act of oral sex. I let her enjoy it as I enjoy it even more and revel in the pure bliss of the warm mouth my cock is in. I even find myself humping into her mouth involuntarily before stopping myself and slowing down.

  I pull her up and kiss her hard, her enthusiasm infectious. I pull her by the waist and hold her ass before aiming her onto my cock and letting her sink slowly with a whimper and the cutest facial expression I’ve ever seen her make. I align us so that she has Nilsa in her line of sight as she sinks fully into me and just whimpers there for a moment.

  Its more about her seeing Nilsa that Nilsa seeing her. She needs to be comfortable knowing those below her in station can see her naked and she still retains power over them, they can see her having sex and its her strength they see not her vulnerability. And she sees Nilsa, startling and I start moving my hips, letting her feel me inside her.

  She whimpers a little but her gaze is still on her servant, if she sends Nilsa away the sex stops, I send to her. Giving her as much pleasure I possibly can. She whimpers again and convulses as she has a huge orgasm, going into a spasm and gushing fluids from her nether lips.

  I hold her tightly to me and let her enjoy it for a while. She sighs deeply as though relieved of a great weight or a great pain. “Are you alright?” I ask her as her eyes open and she seems to be at peace.

  She smiles at me, “yes, thank you.”

  “Good.” I say to her before lifting us both up and walking her towards the wall right next to Nilsa. “Because I’m going to make sure I thoroughly enjoy you tonight your highness.

  *

  She scream loudly every time I thrust into her, we have been at it for a good 30 minutes and she is exhausted from all the activity. I have her bent over the couch thrusting into her from being in long hard slow strokes. She is taking it like a veteran as I’ve already ejaculated twice within her.

  I’m tired as well to be honest but I push on for whatever reason I don’t even know anymore. I grunt and stand on my toes as I feel the cum coming from my calf’s upwards.

  Then I ejaculate with a groan and a sigh and I slump on top of her back. I manage to pull myself off her, walk to the jug of water and drink deeply. I walk to Erena and check that she is OK, she is out like a blown candle.

  “Put her to bed for me please.”

  I say to Nilsa as I stumble towards where my clothes are. Collecting them I stumble to my rooms and there in the bed I sigh. That was enjoyable, but I’m not sure I like what I’ve become, or at least what I can do with sex. It’s a very powerful weapon, I don’t think it’s honourable to use this way.

  Pass out with those thoughts in mind. Tomorrow its back to the Brothel and hopefully I can extract myself from that cult with no hard feelings.

  Chapter 126

  Sachihiro

  We disengage from the clash of strength and I chase him with a follow up and quick jabs with the point of my katana which he dodges one after the other resulting in all four stabs missing him before I slash and spin coming in with a spinning cyclone slash as both my weapons one after the other miss him by a centimeter as he dodges those as well. His blade comes for my ribs but I swerve and deflect his other blade from cutting into my knee and slash out cutting strands of hair off his head as he dodges.

  A foot to the chest sends me 2m back creating some space between us and he is now stabbing at me as I deflect and retreat from his strikes, kept on the back foot by the speed and power of the onslaught pressed against me. A foot sweeps low and I step over it, a shoulder charges into my chest just as I’m unbalanced but I use it’s momentum to step even further back and its only my shirt that parts at the middle of my midsection not my skin.

  I push hard on my feet and legs and launch myself even further back as I feel Nyye getting slightly more aggressive than I’m used to him being. We look at each other, both breathing deeply but controlled, we look at each other seriously for a moment before he lowers his guard and I lower mine.

  “You are getting better.” He says spinning his twin blades in his hands before sheathing them easily and smoothly on his back sheaths in a single movement in his lower back with the hilts facing down.

  I privately admit to myself how cool that just looked while keeping a stoic and displeased facial expression. “You’ve been holding back this whole time we’ve been sparring together haven’t you?”

  He grins at me indicating for me to check my weapons, I do and they are mostly fine but I think after all these years they finally need resharpening. “How do I sharpen these things, I don’t recall anyone ever needing to back home.” I ask at the enigmatic elf.

  “You will need to see a smith I’m afraid, and while he does what he does you will need to retract your spirit energy so the metal becomes raw again.” He says walking to me and checking my injuries.

  “I didn’t know I could retract spirit energy from bound weapons.” I say as we walk to the side for a drink of water and a change of clothing. My hakama is in tethers and I have numerous cuts on my body but I’m hardly bleeding, I’m not sure if its the result of my evolution, Nyye’s precision or the blades he uses that’s the cause of that.

  “How else to gift a spirit weapon to another or any spirit bound item for that matter if you can’t retract your own spirit from an item?” He asks me looking at me like I’m stupid. I’ve honestly never heard of that even at the Spiritus nor read it in any book.

  “Would you teach me?” I ask and he frowns as the young man that was sitting at the sidelines applies ointments to my wounds before bandaging them and doing the same for Nyye.

  “The things you people overlook in your teachings astound me sometimes. Here.” He says and grabs both my arms hard at the forearms.

  Then he is communicating to me mind to mind, sending in Universal but instead of just meaning and a twing of emotion in his mental voice there is action, meaning and no emotion at all. Knowledge of how to do this thing is conveyed to me in all it’s simple execution but complex mechanism of how to bind and unbind with spirit.

  There is a way to pull back my own spirit energy from any object like a veil. Holding it back letting it return to me or dissipate of its excess or I can hold it and return it back to the object from which it come. There is a lot of theory behind it and it could be possible to bind other objects to spirit that aren’t necessarily celestial in nature and-.

  The connection between us is severed and I reel back a step but balance quickly. My mind is whirling with the possibilities of what just happened. That way of teaching someone something seems very accurate and so convenient surely of everyone could do it that’s how things would be taught, unless…

  “You’re a Mind Mage?” I ask suspecting that what I just received isn’t a norm of any kind.

  “I’m a psion.” He says as Marvin finishes patching us both up and shrugging at me as I look at him for help dealing with this man.

  “You’ve been holding back a lot haven’t you?” I finally ask even as I survey the many minor injuries I inflicted on the man.

  “Wasn’t
the point of our exercises to hold back so you can get better?” He asks putting on his under-tunic then a beautiful white robe with intricate red and gold patterns that some of the priests that don’t see patients regularly like to wear.

  “If you hold back how will I get better, how will I know I’m getting better?” I ask walking with Nyye towards his chambers I assume, come to think of it I still don’t know the man’s role here really.

  “You have gotten better have you not?” He asks casually, I’m still excited about the implications of retracting my spirit from things and and the fact that some types of psions can transfer living knowledge directly to the mind of another person without the hastle and need to speak.

  I divide my mind though, a state of being that still needs my effort and energy to accomplish but I have managed to achieve anyway. With a divided mind I work on the various thoughts from different angles at the same time.

  “Yes, I believe I’ve gotten better.”

  “Well when we began our little spars I gauged your level of skill and lowered myself to your level so you could have a chance. We spared this way several times until I started increasing the expertise of my duel wielding minutely through the process of all our matches. What do you think this eventually achieved?”

  “I started fighting better in order to keep up with the increased rhythm of the matches.” I say.

  “Yes, and you didn’t even realise you were fighting better because you didn’t realise I was fighting better. From the moment we started these matches until today you have thought us equally matched and because of that your mind hasn’t gotten in the way of your body learning the moves.

  “You just didn’t want to be ‘one-uped’ by your ‘equal’ and as I improved my blade work, you improved your blade work. But unfortunately I am distracted today and let a bit of my true expertise show. Now our matches have to end because you will no longer get better using this method my family developed.”