The Quantum Wanderer

I wake up with the sun barely piercing through the curtains, my cock already throbbing with anticipation. Surrounded by my devoted harem, I feel the power coursing through me like a tidal wave. Shandon, Aquamarine, Opal, and Ruby – my dragon mates in their alluring human forms – along with Cecilia, the pouting human, and Siratra, my eager demoness slave, nestle around me in the massive bed. They call themselves my “mate sisters,” a bond forged through the classes they’re taking on sex submission. Last night, they received presents that have them buzzing with excitement, whispering about how they’ll use their new skills to please me. And after I humiliated that arrogant professor yesterday, Siratra vibrates with nerdy zeal, ready to worship me as her master and god.

“Time to rise, my lord,” Shandon murmurs in her average, straightforward tone, her hand sliding up my thigh. She’s always reliable, not overly dramatic, but her touch is firm and knowing. Ruby, on the other hand, grinds against my leg already, her enthusiasm bubbling over. “Oh, my lord, I’ve been dreaming of this all night! Let me show you how much I missed your cock,” she purrs, her eyes gleaming with that fiery passion that makes her the most forward of the group.

Opal, ever dignified, sits up gracefully, her posture perfect even in the haze of morning lust. “It would honor you, my lord, to begin our devotion,” she says smoothly, her voice like velvet wrapping around my senses. Aquamarine, shy as always, blushes and hides her face slightly, but I see the mischief in her eyes. She might start off timid, but I know from experience that she’ll surprise us all with the dirtiest acts once she gets going.

Cecilia, still pouting from some perceived slight – maybe the presents weren’t to her liking – crosses her arms and grumbles, “Fine, my villain, if you insist on this every morning.” Her reluctance only fuels my dominance; I love breaking through that facade.

And then there’s Siratra, my demoness slave, kneeling at the foot of the bed like a devoted acolyte. “Master, after what you did to that professor, you’re truly the god of knowledge. Let me serve you first – I need to make you feel good, in every filthy way possible.” Her nerdy eagerness is intoxicating; she’s already wet and ready, her eyes locked on my hardening shaft as if it were the key to some ancient secret.

I sit up, grabbing Siratra by the hair and pulling her close. “Start with your mouth, slave. Show me how much you worship your master.” She obeys instantly, her lips wrapping around my cock with a hunger that makes me groan. Her tongue swirls expertly, tracing every vein as she sucks me deep, her moans vibrating against my shaft. “Fuck, that’s it. You’re such an eager little slut for me,” I growl, thrusting into her throat.

The others watch, their breaths quickening. Ruby can’t hold back; she straddles my chest, her tits bouncing as she leans in to kiss me roughly. “My lord, feel how wet I am for you,” she whispers, guiding my hand between her legs. I slip two fingers inside her soaked pussy, pumping hard while Siratra gags on my cock. Ruby rides my fingers like a wild animal, her hips bucking wildly. “Yes, my lord, fuck me with those fingers! I want to cum all over them!”

Shandon joins in, her average demeanor hiding a skilled touch as she moves behind Ruby, pinching her nipples and whispering encouragements. “Take it, sister. Show our lord how good you are.” It’s her way – steady, supportive, but always escalating the heat.

Opal, maintaining her dignified air, positions herself beside me, her hands gently massaging my balls as Siratra continues to deepthroat me. “Allow me to assist, my lord,” she says, her voice steady even as she leans down to lick along the base of my shaft. Her elegance makes the act feel like a ritual, but I see the hunger in her eyes.

Aquamarine, still shy, hesitates at first, but as Siratra pulls back for air, gasping, “Oh, master, your cock is divine,” Aquamarine surprises us all by diving in. She pushes Siratra aside gently and takes my cock in her mouth, sucking with a sudden, filthy intensity. “My lord... I want to taste every inch,” she murmurs, her shyness melting away as she deepthroats me harder than the others, her eyes watering with effort but gleaming with dirty delight. “Fuck, yes, choke on it,” I command, grabbing her hair and fucking her face roughly.

Cecilia, still pouting, watches from the edge, her arms crossed until I beckon her over. “Don’t think you’re getting out of this, my villain’s pet. Get over here and eat out your mate sisters.” She huffs but complies, moving between Ruby’s legs and burying her face in her pussy. Ruby cries out, “Oh, fuck, Cecilia, that’s it! Lick me just like that!” Cecilia’s reluctance turns to reluctant moans as she tastes Ruby’s juices, her own arousal building.

The room fills with the sounds of slurping, moaning, and skin slapping against skin. I pull Aquamarine up, flipping her onto her back and plunging my cock into her tight cunt without warning. “Take it, you dirty little surprise,” I snarl, pounding her hard. She screams in ecstasy, her shyness gone as she wraps her legs around me. “My lord, yes! Fuck me like the whore I am for you!”

Siratra, not one to be left out, crawls over and starts licking my balls as I thrust into Aquamarine. “Master, you’re so powerful... the god of knowledge, dominating us all,” she pants, her fingers rubbing her own clit furiously. Shandon and Opal take turns kissing me, their hands exploring my body, while Ruby and Cecilia scissor beside us, their pussies grinding together in a frenzy.

I switch to Ruby next, pulling out of Aquamarine and slamming into Ruby’s eager hole. “Ride me, you enthusiastic slut,” I order, and she bounces on my cock like a pro, her tits slapping against my chest. “Oh, my lord, it’s so big! Fill me up!” Opal slides under us, licking where my cock meets Ruby’s pussy, her dignified manner making even this act feel regal.

As the orgasms build, I feel the power of my dominance peak. Siratra is the first to cum, her body shaking as she cries out, “Yes, god of knowledge, I’m cumming for you!” Her juices squirt everywhere, splashing onto the bed. Aquamarine follows, her dirty whispers driving me wild: “My lord, cum inside me, mark me as yours.”

I flip Cecilia onto her stomach, spanking her ass hard until her pout turns to pleas. “My villain, please, fuck me now!” I oblige, entering her from behind and pounding relentlessly. Shandon and Opal sandwich me, their hands and mouths everywhere, pushing me to the edge.

Finally, with all of them begging and moaning, I erupt inside Cecilia, my hot cum flooding her as she screams. But I’m not done. I pull out and let Siratra clean me off, her tongue lapping up every drop. “Master, you taste like victory,” she sighs.

We collapse in a heap, the mate sisters exchanging satisfied glances, their gifts from yesterday forgotten in the haze of pleasure. But I know this is just the start – my dominance over them is eternal.

The guilds breakfast now only has 3 clients, everyone else probably gave up.  I imagine that in a little while there are not going to be any clients here. 

We have our breakfast, and the girls display different levels of enthusiasm with the quest.  Ruby is enthusiastic, Shandon is a little less.  I can see that Opal is not all that happy.  I remind her she doesn’t have to go, she could stay with Siratra, but she says that she wants to go.

After that, we get called by Leopold, on the Comm Gem.  We portal to his office.

“Hi, I finally have the numbers.  Here are the numbers.”

And he presented me a table, and then provided some explanation.

                         “Their antennas are different, and we can actually tell them apart.  So you can use the antenas as proof of kill.  Pristine state would be a fully usable carcass, from which the carapaces are whole. That means that it was killed with damage to the head, but pincers and acid glands, that are generally close to it, are still intact.  Beheading, of course, is acceptable. Generally speaking, the prices we display in the guild are for good state.  But that generally means that the carapaces still have a lot of hits or burns.  If a mithril team is trying to kill a King level termite, they are generally thinking about their lives, and only then about the carcass.  So even though we have a full carcass, only part of it can actually be used to create weapons and armors.  Bad state are those where we can only retrieve the gem.  If there is no gem, it is only considered proof of kill.  A pristine carcass will also be considered proof of kill, so you are going to receive both the pristine state value and the proof of kill.  For example, for a Pristine state Soldier carcass, we are going to pay 60 gold.  50 for the carcass that is going to be sold by the guild, and another 10 for the job.

“The carcass of the queen is not really useful, her role in the colony is a reproductive one, we don’t really care about it.

“This things are divided this way because the guild was about to assemble an expedition, and we have to split the pay according to the number of kills of each team.  If you decide to take this, no such division from our side.”

“What about eggs?”

“I was hoping you could include them in the Queen’s price.”

“That sounds kind of fair.”

“And last but not least, we may have to ask you to pay you in a couple of months later.  Generally, something like this would be a big expedition, and it would last a month of organization, and then another month of execution.  So that would spread out the amount of carcasses available for dismantling.  And the carcasses would mostly not be in pristine condition, meaning that there would be a lot less material.  We have to start selling before we can pay you the whole thing.  But we are going to provide receipts, and we will pay you as soon as possible.”

“As long as I get paid, I wouldn’t really mind.”

We chit chat some more, Leopold is explaining me some of the economics behind our quest.  Doing simple math, it is easy to see that the amount of money is going to be provided is absolutely stupid.  This world’s population is on a few hundred million.  Amounts like thousands of platinum coins were a lot of money.

He explained that the mine would probably fetch around 300 platinum coins a year, and the quest itself was paying a little less than that.  Better to spend a year than no mine.  And the material was going to be sold, so I was just helping the economy overall.

A lot of the material was going to be used for armor and weapons.  But it would not make a level of either that could not be obtained by other methods.  Since I don’t have this mythical feeling from it, I don’t think it would disrupt the balance with the demons.  Besides, a lot of that equipment would go to adventurers.  Some of it, mainly the ones created from the worker insects, would be used as house utensils.

With that in mind, we say goodbye and go back to Frolk.  We are going to the termite hill on the following day.

After breakfast, we portal to the termite hill.  I remove the lid that I had placed there.  We enter the mine, and I start explaining something that I had come up with, in order to make this a bit more fun for the dragonesses, while allowing us to rack all of that platinum up.

“Girls, I was thinking about a couple of things here.  The insects are easy to kill, so this might become boring.  So I had an idea.  We are all going to split, except for Cecilia that is going to stay with me.  The one of you that brings more money with the carcasses in your magic bags, get a favor from me.  It cannot be killing a human or a dragon, and I have to be able to do it without changing our life style.”

I could see the light coming up within the dragonesses minds.

“But my lord, if you are in the competition…”

“I won’t participate in the game.  I already have everything I need and love…”  I blinked my right eye, I could see Aquamarine turning red.

“Now, remember that this is about the money obtained.  So you have to remember to kill the insects in a way that preserves their shells, the glands, pincers and antenas.  Just frying everything won’t do.  Remember the lesson we had about that the last time we were here.

“Any questions?”

Cecilia interjected.

“Why are you only looking at them?”

I turned around, Cecilia was behind me.

“No reason, you can win too.  Ready?  GO!”

The dragonesses are gone.  Cecilia is looking at me and at the empty space behind my back.  She sighed and slumped her back.’

“There there, “ I said while I patted Cecilia’s back.

“Go fuck yourself.”

I laughed.  I think that even Muninn laughed.

We started going down the round tunnels, taking a look.  After sometime not finding any insects, Cecilia decided to pick up the pace, and start running.  It’s funny how she seems so slow, but the difference in levels is just that much.  I am by her side.  I notice some green goo.  At first, the tunnel is plastered all over with it, then it gets smaller and smaller.  At some point, I have to enhance my senses to find some of it on the floor, here and there.  They emit mana, so it’s no hard to pinpoint.

I use my senses, and I can feel just how things are going on.  I can feel where the girls would be, just by paying attention on where the insects are dying.  There is a cave that we can go that has some monsters in it, they are all workers.  Apparently, digging a tunnel up.

“Cecilia, if we go this way, we may be able to find some monsters for you to kill.”

Cecilia follows me, and we go to that side tunnel.  We bump into 7 workers.  I leave one for Cecilia, while just getting in the way of the other 6.  Not like they can hurt me, specially inside the armor, so they can’t squeeze me.

I can see that Cecilia is afraid.  The worker is about the size of a horse, and the pincers can actually puncture iron and steel.  Cecilia is still not used to how strong her skin is already.  Throws a fireball on the creature, and it bounces off it’s head.  The creature advances, and Cecilia starts running.  The creature is behind her.  With my mana senses, I can see that she is casting ahead of her, some wind magic.  She goes right through the area.  When the termite in the area, it’s pincers open, and ready to take a bite, she fires a fireball.

I am proud of her.  She actually managed to do the air separation.  The ball of fire ends up burning a lot of the exposed ‘mouth’ of the monster, engulfing the whole head in fire.

“Use the sword!”

She takes her sword out while the insect is screeching, and slices the head in half, exactly in the middle.  The she looks at the sword, amazed.  There is a puddle of green goo at her feet, the monster is dead.

“Can I release another one?”

She looks at me, and reinforces herself.  I release the monster, and it just go towards her.  She has the sword ready.  When the insect gets close, she again cuts it’s head right in the middle.  I actually feel her gaining levels with this, it is fun to watch.

I release the next one.  It goes the same way, going after her.  However, this one is running faster.  After she deals the blow, the big body bumps into her, and she is thrown half a dozen feet.  She hits a rock.  She stands up, and starts checking herself, to realize that nothing happened.  She smiles, and starts walking, and then running towards me and the termites.  The picture I see in front of me is the funniest one.  It is this girl that is 130 pounds wet, that was used to being a mage, kind of going berserk.  She jumps, and cut one termite, swinging the blade from top to bottom.  Another one captures her with it’s plicers, but it can’t squeeze her through the armor.  She gets her sword, inverts the handle, and puts it against it’s head.  Now there are only two remaining.  Another one comes near, and she cuts it in an upward motion, her hands on the sword are still inverted.  With a normal sword, that probably would not work, but this one makes it feels like cutting butter.  And then the last one, that she actually sidesteps, and then cuts the head off. 

“Nice going.  You just killed 7 workers, and mostly by yourself.  I held them initially, but the fight was all yours!”

She raises her sword.

“This is fun!  I was always preoccupied, and keeping safe, but this is so fun!  Now I understand the meatheads.  How are the other girls doing?”

I extend my sense, and one third of the nest is gone.  I can see that each one of them have a different approach.  When I identify them and focus, I am impressed.

“They are about the same as you, give or take a thousand.”

She again slumps her back.  I take a step towards her.

“If you get any closer and say ‘there, there’ I am going to put this blade where the sun doesn’t shine.” 

I lift up my hands, sign of surrender.  She sighs again, and turns back to me.

“Can we go after some more?”

I take a look, and sense another tunnel that hasn’t been visited by the other girls.  The termites are not even realizing they are under attack, the girls are being too fast.  On the main tunnel I can identify some pheromones that are starting to propagate, but it’s not reaching all the tunnels yet.

***

Shandon’s POV

I don’t believe it!  I am imagining how I can use the favor.  Perhaps a whole afternoon on the volcanic bath in Drakonia?  Having Marcelo just for me?  I can’t even think about that…  Having him ride me all the way there…  Feeling his presence on top of me. 

Perhaps…  Oh, we have more.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Getting the shot just right took some time…

But perhaps, having him ride me in front of the nursery…  Hehehe…  I can’t stop…  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  Shot in the head, bag the insect.  This is kind of tiresome, putting the fire breath in this format, but if I just burn them, I won’t be able to win.  Mom thinks she has a shot at winning this.  Hehehe…

***

Ruby’s POV

This is fun!  And there is additional restraints, holding back is really hard.  It took me a couple of them to realize that I cannot use the whole hand to do the kill, that using the index finger is better.  Ops, almost missed one.  One more.  One more.  One more.  One more.  And then, there is going to be the favor…  One more.  One more.  One more.  One more.  Should I ask for a hatchling?  Hummm…  One more.  One more.  One more.  I wonder how the others are doing.  Hehehe.  I run faster, I fly faster, and I am slightly stronger than them…  Hehehe.  This is as much in the bag as the insects.

***

Aquamarine POV

Hum… Marcelo and me on a romantic setting…  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  It’s so hard to stab these things without getting any goo on my clothes…   Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag. I wonder if we can go to another lake.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  The boat, light of the stars, perhaps some candle light…  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.

***

Opal POV

It is going to be fantastic, majestic.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  It gives me chills on the whole thing.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  I can barely contain myself. Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  And it is obvious that I am going to win.  I love all of them, but they should listen to experience.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Stab, bag.  Poor things.

***

Marcelo’s POV

I extend my senses again, and take a peek.  Apparently, only one of them really listened to the whole thing.  I really hope she is not going to ask for something too weird. 

Cecilia is having fun.  Even Muninn and Huginn got a couple of workers, they apparently are having fun too.  I particularly would also enjoy going on a big hunt like this, but I have been doing a lot of hunting lately, it is not like there is going to be any difficulties in achieving the goal here.  The girls are almost done.

Now I just have to wait a little, and then make sure nothing is left.  I will probably have to make sure the eggs are destroyed as well, but any of the spells can do that.  I think I will go with incendiary, with excess oxygen.  The other ones are not going to make it obvious that the job is done.

I wonder if there is any problem on leaving these tunnels behind.  I am assuming that they are not going to impact the mining.  I am going to tell them to not open the main tunnel, because of risking bumping into a dragon’s hunting ground.

Oh, the girls are done, they are coming back.  Funny, they are all proud of themselves, but only one of them is the actual winner.

I go down the main tunnel, and do the oxygen over the eggs, and burn them to crisp.  I feel the hot wind coming up around me.  I stretch my senses all the way, I can’t feel any different mana signature here.

When I meet them, I see the state they are in.  Cecilia and Ruby are both green, top to bottom.  Opal has some goo on her, Aquamarine has a little less, and Shandon is kind of clean.

I think the job is done.  We get off the mines, so that I can take a look at the time.  It is past noon, but not much so.  If I had to guess, probably around 2:00 or 3:00.  I get in touch with Leopold, checking if we can come into his office.

We portal to his office.  He looks at us, specially at Cecilia.  Siratra, that was spending the day there, is holding her nose at the image.  Even Muninn and Huginn that generally like perching on my shoulders, are actually keeping their distance.

“What happened?  I never thought I would ever see Disgusted Face Cecilia like this!”  He started laughing.  I had to hold her by the back of the shirt, the only place without green goo.  She wanted to stomp his feet, apparently.

“What do you mean, Disgusted Face Cecilia?”

She turns to me, and sighs. 

“I always stayed away from the bloodiest part of the quests.  In my past jobs as an adventurer, I would generally come out like…  Well, her.” And she pointed to Shandon.

“Ok.  I am a little surprised.  Anyway, Leopold, how do we deliver the goods?”

“Hold on, let me get in touch with Ironhold’s guild.”

We get in touch with the guy, and teleport directly to the disassembling anonymous room.  Leopold comes with us.  As always, I am impressed on how big this space is.

Cecilia goes to the corner all the way to the left, opens up her bag, and drops her carcasses there.  The first one is not really pristine, but the other 22 workers are.

“Cecs, you just made more than 2 platinum coins.”

“What?  Yey!  Can I keep the money?”

“What do you mean?  That money is yours.  You can do whatever you want with it.  Just one question…  If you had got the most kills, I mean the most value from the kills, what would you have me do?”

“Fuck you.”

She tries to punch me on the shoulder, but I am trying to avoid getting goo on me…  The she goes for a hug, that I scape as well.  But then Ruby is behind me, and I wasn’t prepared for her tackle.  Now I also have goo on me.  Shandon is looking at the pile of me, Ruby and Cecilia, just makes a hum sound.  She gets next to the end of the insect pile that Cecilia had dumped from her bag, and start getting the horse sized worker corpses from her bag, while she is walking.  This is going to take a lot of time counting.  A body after the other from the bag, and it seems endless.  She makes this pile that dwarves Cecilia’s already large pile.  At one point, the insects start coming out more and more burned.  Some start with a burn mark on the head.  Later on, their head is severely burned, and the body also have some burn marks.  Then there is no head, and the body is badly burned. Once she is done, she then dumps this very large pile, around 15 feet in diameter, of ash.

I can see that Opal is holding herself to be the last.  While I start to get up, Aquamarine starts pouring the amount of carcasses on the ground.  She goes the same way as Shandon, walking while pouring down a very big pile of carcasses.  At one point, some of them start missing their head. There is a pile of goo at the end.  The pile itself is a little smaller than Shandon’s, but it is hard to say who has more.

I notice that Ruby is anxious to do her thing, and Opal is saving herself to the end.

So Ruby starts dumping her pile, and follows the other two in the manner.  At one point, some insects don’t have a head.  And then there is a huge amount of goo and parts.  I am talking some 30 feet.

Ruby’s pile is way larger than the other two.  Not double, but about 50% more.  She is smiling, rubing her stomach.  I feel a chill going down my spine.  I hope she is thinking about food.

Now it is Opal’s turn.  She seems really happy.  She passes by the piles of ashes and goo, muttering “Barbarians…”  and goes to the right side of the huge space.  She starts unpacking the amount of insects.  She starts with the workers, there are, just like the others, a lot of them.  Then she starts dropping the big ones.  The soldiers.  She drops all of them.  Not as many as the workers in the other piles, but they are bigger.  They are basically the size of an elephant.  And then she starts dropping the kings.  They are twice the size of the soldiers.  Once she is done, she drops the queen.  It is easy to recognize, for her carapace looks a lot softer.  But it has no head.  Not the proof of kill the guild asked for, but that is a proof of kill nonetheless.  I have to check with them.

Ruby freezes her smile.  She looks at Opal, and Opal is just smiling.  Ruby stomps on the ground.  Opal covers her mouth with her fingers, and giggles a little.

While the three younger dragonesses where competing in a game of strength, Opal just went to the queen’s nest, and started from there.  She got the queen first, then the kings that were already close by, and the soldiers, that were not mobilized because they didn’t realize the nest was under attack.  They were also kind of close.  I am proud of her.  And the rules were clear, the competition was based on revenue obtained, not on amount of kills.  I am pretty sure she had the least amount of kills, but as for the revenue…  She was going to rake a lot of platinum coins.  Queen, kings and soldiers were almost half of estimated revenue…

I turn to the two guild master present.

“Can I ask you guys to do the accounting separately?  There was kind of a competition between them, we are going to need the numbers tallied for that.”

The guild master from Ironhold was the one to answer.  He was still recovering from the shock of seeing so many carcasses at once.  “Sure… I…  Yes…  Who participated, again?”

Leopold was laughing.  Apparently, to him, that joke was not old yet.

“Just the wives, you know, the weaker ones that he protects…”  And giggled a little more when the other guild master looked at him sideways.

I don’t think it is that funny anymore, but now the main question of the day.

“Opal, I think it is pretty clear that you won.  What do you want?”

“I want The Flight.”