by Philip Read
I shrug at that, “Even knowing you are probably better I still think I could take you.”
He looks at me a moment then nods, “I believe you believe that. Truly your people must be suicidal beyond normal understanding if you still think you could ‘take me’ when I’m clearly of superior skill,older and much more powerful than you are.”
I shrug again, “I’ve killed things stronger than me before.” If you can’t retreat or its a fight you have to face regardless, better to fight a superior foe like you’re already dead. That’s what da taught Dee and I.
“Very well then, I will show a bit more of my superior skill tomorrow and see how you fare. How long before you can leave the cult?”
I shrug again, “they are still deciding what to do with me but I have expressed my desire to leave the congregation. Apparently there is a sect known as ‘the wondering pilgrims of Eros’ that travel place to place helping people with sexual wounds heal. They proposed I finish my training and become a member but I really just want to have sex with my own mates now.”
“In the meantime you still have your acolytic duties to perform I assume.”
“Yes, I’m still a senior acolyte and as such I still have many duties to perform and clients to see again on a regular basis and training I’m still to be put through.”
“Interesting, well whatever you decide it has been good getting to know you. I may even transfer to this Conclave Brothel temple I’ve recently been made aware of in a few years.”
“Right, not sure what you do here exactly but I wouldn’t mind seeing you around more often. Now can I speak to you in confidence about a personal matter?”
“You can.”
“Well I recently acquired a spirit creature previously summoned by someone else…” I explain my situation to him in as much detail as I can as we sit in his rooms and he serves tea. I explain about Keir, I explain about the dream and what I did to overcome it.
I explain how soul weapons work as far as I can understand them, even going so far as to talk about my inability to summon a spirit of any kind while undergoing training at the Spiritus Enclave. Talking about the Conclave inner secrets to a man I’ve fought numerous times but really hardly know in all honesty, but fighting a man gives you a greater perspective of the type of person they are, and maybe I’m also trying to recruit him to the Conclave with my explanation and little hints.
He listens attentively, stopping to ask me questions at certain points and clarification at others. I mention my still clear connection between Honour and I even as I suspect she is somewhere in the Underworld in the presence of the creature Zillah. I talk about the ritual the old man taught me by which I was eventually able to accomplish a summoning but instead summoned my nodachi instead of a creature from the spirit planes.
Even as I mention this I realise that I now have two other creatures I could potentially summon at will with the same ritual. Maybe three if the Lilithian creature Zillah is also susceptible to the summoning, but definitely Keir and Katya are firmly under my spirit summons, I feel it to be true. Nyye realises this immediately of course which sort of embarrasses me but I remind myself I’m dealing with a psionic elf of undetermined age.
“Well by my guess I would say you just left your spirit energy wherever it is you were, I’m not sure it was the spirit plane either, but a place that mimics it and resembles it. You truly have inherited a powerful and dangerous spirit from this Albert you say you have banished.”
“How could I leave my energy in the spirit planes and how do I go get it back?” I ask ignoring everything else he’s said for the more pertinent part of the conversation.
“You can summon it as you summon your other weapon I believe. It should come to you easily and eagerly with no extra cost in the form of spirit energy.” His words are like a light shined in my mind as the simolicity and elegence of the solutions lifts the weight off my shoulders.
I smile as I realise how quickly I can again be whole,I can again be protected and have enough energy to summon my zanpakutō to my side at a moments notice.
“But I’d advise you leave your spirit energy where it is.” He says shattering my realisation with those words and bringing all my attention back to him.
“Why?”
“Think about it, where else could spirit energy gain more potency, inside you on in a place of spirit already surrounded by spirit? Though it will not increase in quantity and you will have to take measures to guard yourself against spiritual attacks using other means in the time being the concentration of your spirit energy is likely to be increasing rapidly where it is.
“And you said time moves differently there than it does here by the implications of the words spoken to you by this creature you have made a contract with. Imagine if you wait only a few months or years here with no spirit energy only to summon it as a much more potent and therefore effect energy later.”
The man is making complete sense to me and I think its time I tried speaking with this creature Zillah as I do Keir and Katya. “I will think on what you say Nyye, thank you for your wisdom.”
“Of course, now finish your tea before you leave.”
Chapter 127
Sachihiro
I finish the circle of protection and summoning with a stroke of the brush and the sigil is complete and accurately drawn on the floor. I study it further trying to find fault with it before nodding and stepping aside letting Keir power the sigil with his spirit energy.
This is the sigil necessary for the ritual dance I use to summon any spirit creature to myself for the first time. A ritual summoning dance neither Keir as a spirit nor his colleagues as experts on spirits have ever heard or witnessed before. I have Asriel standing in the far corner of the circular chamber and Joseph studying everything being done hungrily because frankly I have completed my part of the mission and am done with subterfuge.
Their excuse is that I asked them to come ‘cause I don’t yet trust this Keir creature but I am now ready to attempt to summon my spirit energy back to myself. It’s only been two ten-days since my conversation with Nyye but two charms of spiritual protection created by Keir have shattered in the past two days implying something wants me bad.
I unharness Razor which I’ve been keeping harnessed on my back nowadays since my Honour disappeared. An over shoulder draw is easy for me and a deadly position for my hand to come from during attacking, iaido, the art of drawing the sword. Nyye confirmed the rumours that he is indeed 200 years old and is indeed a tier 2 Awakened which initially made me more eager to fight him again.
The first minute of the match I knew I was totally outclassed and he was far above me in skill just by the sheer number of strikes he pulled that would have devastated my mobility. That’s not even taking into consideration the man’s power or other abilities besides skill with the sword.
Our sparring continued mostly as it had before after that but he was right that it wasn’t the same. Duel wielding Razor and Kata is actually quickly becoming my favourite fighting method and I’m hoping to find a teacher that will pass on a duel wielding style to me without any exorbitant price. But I’m thinking I may just have to come up with one on my own.
“Are you ready?” Keir asks me bringing me out of my random musings.
“No, but that’s never stopped me before.” I say stepping forward.
*
It’s been a busy several days for me these past two ten-days since my return from assignment. I’ve seen all of my clients that I have been unable to see during my time away, I have been training my duel wielding and ambidextrous abilities with Nyye on a daily basis, I’ve been serving some of the priestesses that have required my services for their own leisure. I’ve been practicing the ritual dance necessary for summoning.
I’ve finally learnt further about the method that was used to test me as a trainee to joining the ranks of the acolytes and I have gone through the process again recently. The testing chamber is actually a room where Alexux is kept and
whoever gets closest to her or pleases her gets to be an acolyte and later a junior priest.
The first time I went into the presence of Alexux, the woman/creature they keep as a manifestation of to the deity of lust, was as a trainee. I don’t know how a physical creature can create such a potently powerful aura of lust and sex as she does but I remember walking into the ritual chamber the first time with a cock bursting erection that exploded in ejaculation the first two steps into the room.
I was dizzy and disoriented as they dragged me out. Stumbling as I tried to stand with my Rage so far away that I thought I may have actually lost a racial trait by some supernatural ritual cult magic. The Evaluation Chamber Of Alexux being just that, a chamber with a supernaturally sexual being that’s an Aspect of the deity of lust used to determine sexual power. The further one makes it into the room determining to the priests how talented a prospect they are.
I think most people come to the temple just for the experience of walking into that chamber. Never has an orgasm left me so satiated, so sexually satisfied to the core of who I am before that first time.
The second time in the chamber was recently, a graduation ceremony of sorts after my training. I think it was rushed but what do I know about these people and their inner workings? I was to go from being a senior acolyte of the Brothel Temple of Tiba to being a junior priest of the temple before they decide to let me leave. I walked into the room with a palpable aura of sex and I revelled in it. Say what you will about zealots, and followers of the gods but they know their stuff.
In the same way the followers of the goddess of night Nyx know dark affinity magic and rituals. So it is the followers of Erotica know lust, sex, fertility and sexual discipline. I walked into a chamber only a year before I hadn’t been able to walk past the door and I notice something I had previously missed, I was in a time dimensional chamber.
I had Awakened in one so it’s hard for me to miss the signs when I walk into another but I was distracted last time I went through the process. I walk into the chamber this time and through the outer area with a ragging erection and blissful sensual pleasure but nothing that could overwhelm me, nothing that could unman me. I came into this chamber completely naked as is the custom and I pause before the curtains of the inner chamber.
I take a breath to calm myself because I knew I would soon be in the presence of the Aspect herself and with my awareness I would be able to feel her entire body. There is already great orgasm inducing pleasure flowing thickly into me in waves from all around me. Semen is oozing out of the mouth of my cock generously as it pulses and I sway on my feet. My very skin seems to be extremely sensitive and the air around me caressing me with loving sensual hands that conspire to build up the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
I part the curtain and as I do I ‘see’ within the other room as the power of the separation curtain parts allowing my senses within. I take a single step and stop with a deep long groan as my penis ejaculates long thick ropes of seed over and over and over again. My buttocks clenching and releasing as I hump the air like a perverted satyr with white rope after rope as the greatest orgasm of my life takes me over.
My awareness has glipmsed her naked body and never had there been a more ripe, more sensual body than the one I am still witnessing with all my senses, all my awareness except my eyes. I don’t breath until the orgasm is over and I am left standing on trembling legs with a retreated penis and balls, resting after having been put to strenuous work.
I stand there with my eyes closed to the dark lit room but my awareness caresses all over her beautiful skin, her body, her oozing cunt whose mouth watering juices and musk create the waves of pleasure that are as thick as a physical aura in the room. Her breasts ripe and heavy with milk, her nipples pink moist and erect, her lips the most tempting of all chalices of aged wine.
I stare at this creature with my awareness utterly and completely sexually satisfied to the very core of my being for the second time in my life. The part of my psyche or ego usually distracted by such things and unable to control itself gone into a deep peaceful sleep. I stare at this ‘Aspect’, a personification of a part of the power of the deity and I realise how lonely she is.
How she is so great in her affinity and ability to induce uncontrollable lust that no one but the high priests or the eunuchs can get anywhere within her presence. She looks back at me as I look at her and I can tell she can feel my awareness on her skin, studying her, pitying her, admiring her.
We look at each other, me with a flaccid cock and my seed seeping into the floor by some magic. Her still horny as ever and oozing her want onto the floor as she sits leaning against the wall in the dim room.
“Should I call the servants to take you away or are you satisfied to stay and watch me?” She sends to me and I open my eyes and take another two steps on trembling legs into the room through the inner curtain.
“I am content to stand and look at you for you are an interesting creature and have achieved a state of being I myself am eager to someday achieve.”
“What state of being may that be man with many souls?” She asked, her beautiful multicolored eyes raking over my naked body in it’s entirety sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
“I hope to become as Aspect myself some day in pursuit of my path as a warrior or specially a swordsman.”
She smiled a smile that caused my sexuality and sexual affection to wake even from the blissful state of quiet it was in within me. “To be an Aspect by your own discipline and dedication is to foresake all else in the single minded potentially world changing pursuit of a single thing. No, do not wish the lonely burden of an Aspect upon yourself. Be satisfied with never achieving it in exchange you must pursue joy, peace and the enlightenment that comes from knowing the god within you.”
I try to analyze her words but my sexuality is waking up for a second round and the musk coming out of her opening is causing me to swallow copious amounts of saliva. Her left leg is straight on the floor, her right knee bent and held close to her chest with her foot flat on the ground. I remember thinking how privileged her servants are to walk in her presence daily. Surely being an eunuch is not enough to prevent them from feeling the pleasure I’m already feeling myself just from the scent coming from her beautiful sticky nether lips.
“I can see the lust building again within you making you lose your focus. Come, I have a permanent blessing I can give you. In return you will gift me your seed so I can raise a child of your loins if you survive to achieve some of the potential power within your path.”
I take a few steps forward with an already pulsing hard erection, so hard in fact that my cock feels as if it will burst from within. The pain of the erection exquisite as I behold the creature before me but then I stop as her words sink into me. “I do not sell my children for anything.” I hiss but my hips already humping the empty air between us lewdly, I feel I could weep from want of release.
She looks at me almost curiously, “then I will allow you a hand in the rearing of the child of your loins and the direction her life will take if the fates allow it. Now come, let me bless you but tell no one of the priesthood of what transpired between us.”
I practically ran to the creature, Alexux and she took the entirety of my cock in her mouth. Cock, balls, everything and in a single suck I think I emptied every single drop of seed I have ever accumulated within my body or would have accumulated in the next ten years of my life. I’m not sure whether she milked me or I just kept giving but there was a pleasure the likes of which I doubt I will ever again experience as I gave willingly more and more of my seed with tears of joy flowing down my eyes.
My first religious experience as a member of the cult of Eros and it happened in a time chamber away from the prying eyes of the priesthood and somehow I think away from the awareness of Erotica the goddess herself. A deal struck with a creature that was probably once human but now so far advanced in single minded pursuit of lust that she is a prisoner of her own success.
I’m not sure what her blessing was exactly but I haven’t had an erection since. Sive is worried and some of the priests think I did something so as to no longer be eligible as a junior priest, whatever this ‘blessing’ is, it was amazing to receive and I’m hoping it gets me out of these people’s clutches. Who knew Brothel priests could be so possessive? I will definitely miss some of them though, the Lady Ella most of all. Having sex with her is one of the greatest joys of my time here.
*
“Master, you may begin the summoning dance.” Keir says eagerly and I step into the circle, center myself with a breath and begin to dance.
Chapter 128
Sachihiro
The moment I begin to dance I feel like I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. I’ve done this numerous times before, I’ve practised this ritual since my first time at the Conclave many years ago. Master Forester, Master Hyde and I have done this over and over and over painstakingly in order to try to perfect it as we were the first in the enclave to learn it, the only experts the Conclave had as far as I know, not including the old man that taught us. But here and now I just feel like I’m alone like I’m dancing to no music like I’m out of rhythm even knowing that I’m following the choreographed moves exactly.
I move through the first phase of the dance with the utmost concentration and the stubborn force of my will behind me. But there is no spirit and with no spirit, there is no connection to whatever it is that is needed to initiate the ritual the dance initiates on the other side of the vortex in the spirit plane this summoning sigil is supposed to help connect me to.
“Shit!” I exclaim stopping the pointless exercise I’m doing. “It doesn’t work without spirit energy.”
“And its spirit energy that you are attempting to summon, it seems you are in a bit of a bind.”
