Special Chapter 14: Subduing the Dictator of Time and The God who Knelt (18+)

"Huff... Huff... That... Bastard..."

Eris' life since the fumes of creator-level aphrodisiac has been filled with indignant pleasure. Every day, her body and mind are flooded with desire, her twat dripped endless juices while her hand desperately squirmed, trying to get out of their bindings just so that she can scratch the horribly blissful itch between her legs.

However, of course, these efforts have produced nothing but increased frustrations, for even her greatest of efforts yielded no results, and in this past week, she can only watch herself get uncontrollably aroused as the aphrodisiac that can cause even the creator to fall into a momentary mistake made her mind crumble slowly. There are even times where Eris wished for Sophia to touch her already; however, adamantly, the former dictator of time suppressed such thoughts even though she's aware that such suppression is the only remaining barrier to her sanity before she was utterly conquered by the inevitable cock of Solomon.

"Damn it... How do I escape...?"

Eris gritted her teeth while grinding both of her legs together to futilely attempt to stop the trickling moisture from her nether.

"Oh-ho? Someone seems to need my help?"

While Eris continued to writhe in frustration silently, a voice resounded in her right ear, causing her to shiver in fright and immediately snap her head towards her right; however, she found nothing in that direction. Instead, Eris heard a slight chuckle in front of her, which caused her to look at her north immediately.

"Let’s Have Fun Before Another Problem Starts."

The voice came from a man, already naked as he emerged from the 4th dimension. He has a tanned, toned body, specifically made to be an eye candy while his still flaccid lance is dangling between his legs. Eris gulped, the remaining semblance of anger and indignation and the mind-boggling effects of the godly aphrodisiac clashed within her body, causing her to tremble slightly as she tried her best to utter the name of her new queen or king.

"Sophia...!"

Eris did her best to shout; however, right now, her upper lip is dried up alongside her throat in contrast to her lower lip, thus only a shrill, and struggling sound emerged out of them. Solomon has been waiting for a few weeks already, a time where the dictator of time will finally reach this point, one touch away from breaking, one kiss from surrendering, and one creaming before finally getting conquered. Solomon didn't respond and instead turned on his pheromonic powers to invade Eris while he walked towards her in leisure.

"Wha... What...? Ghh! Stop... Stop...!"

Eris immediately felt the effects of the pheromones of Solomon, an incubus at the level of the goddess of creation herself, and if at first she looked at the limp dick as a way to relieve her cravings, now, slowly, she started to desire it because it was Solomon's member, causing her whole body to heat up as Solomon stood calmly in front of her and latched his right hand around her slender waist.

"Ahh..."

Eris and Solomon's eyes locked at each other, and while Solomon remained calm, the eyes of the former dictator of time trembled in fear and longing while her body, which unconsciously pressed towards his chiseled chest and stomach, heated up, causing Eris to let out an almost inaudible sound.

This sound, Solomon wants- thus smirking, he made his free hand trace down slowly in Eris' stomach, swirling on her navel and pinching what little fat it has as he continued his unrestrained exploration while enjoying the increasing twitches of the slowly heating body latched onto his own.

"Make... Make it fast...!*

In a feat of frustration, Eris started humping the air just so that Solomon's fingers would be able to reach her aching fold more easily, but still, as if with perpetual patience, Solomon played around her stomach while occasionally pressing Eris' crotch, observing with keen curiosity the gaping and twitching cunt below.

"Ahh... Ahh... Ahhh...!"

Eris, being teased by the aphrodisiac and the pheromones, can feel everything that Solomon is doing, even just the little presses Solomon is doing while inching closer to her clit made her moan in indignant delight while cursing the man who's embracing her because of his teasing. However, as if Solomon was able to hear her curses, his hands were finally able to reach her erect clit.

Seeing this, Solomon smiled further before pinching it casually-casually, yes, such is the right word, however, for Eris, such a pinch made her whole body tremble while jolts of electricity invaded her whole body as she shouted in her climax.

"AHHHHHHH!"

The former dictator of time arched her back, unconsciously, she made her legs spread wider than what they already are upon being embraced by Solomon, and as she saw the jeering face of Solomon, the man who gave her relief and another wave of her pent up desires who was able to remain calm despite a queenly beauty being in his embrace, Eris' frustration again shot up.

"You bastard..."

Solomon just chuckled at such a curse as he slowly closed the distance between his and Eris' lips.

"Sometimes, the most audacious of women are the ones worth conquering, don't worry, I will treat you well..."

Eris, who was now leaning closer to Solomon because of the weakness induced by her orgasm, wasn't able to resist the kiss. In an instant, her tongue and mouth were claimed by Solomon, while her body, which had yearned for his touch, now freely squeezed itself into Solomon's abs and chest.

Worse, before Eris was able to resist her silent urge, her left hand was freed of their binding, causing her to unconsciously grab the slowly hardening dick of Solomon, giving it sluggish, yet methodical strokes, and as the veins and girth of the cock was revealed in her hands alongside its all-consuming heat and the one-sided battle of tongues inside her mouth, Eris' cunt flooded the floor even harder.

_Godamnit... I'm... Conquered... Immediately..._

Frustration, happiness, regret, anticipation... All kinds of emotion swirled for a moment in her brain before it was once again flooded with the clouds of pleasure induced by Solomon's pheromones, their barbaric kissing, and the mind-boggling cock in her left hand that continued to twitch due to the adaptive hand of the former dictator of time.

Unbeknownst to Eris, however, while Solomon is confident of the outcome of his final conquest, he is still regretful as he has to forgo the vibrating balls due to her insurmountable pride-how could he use the tools which caused her to become a cow? Solomon, of course, has many options, but in the end, he opted for the ol' reliable ground pounding until her body and mind have been suppressed by his dick.

"Huff... Huff... Huff..._

As Solomon decided that it was time for Eris to officially be vanquished by his mighty lance, he broke off the kiss, causing Eris to gasp for breath while she continued to look at Solomon, her tongue still lolling out while her eyes showcased her already bared cravings.

"Ah... Yes, that's the look all my enemy should have..."

Solomon whispered, the pleasure he derives from seeing the woman that first looked at him with coldness now subjugated, fully insnared within his grasp palpable in his smirk, he then again commanded the tight ropes to bind the left hand of Eris while using her powers to make the ceiling higher so that his erected dick and the dripping cunt of Eris align. Solomon then put the hanging feet of the impatient Eris on both his shoulders to align both their members before thrusting his cock to the gaping and closing twat in front of it, immediately reaching the tip of Eris' cervix before rocking his hips, started the pounding of the lifetime of the dictator of time.

"Ahhhh!? Ahhhh! Ahhhh! So full! So full! So fuaaaaaaaaa!"

Eris, who has never felt anything beyond the hymen of hers obviously wasn't able to endure such pleasures, at the second stroke, she immediately orgasmed, and in the third, and the fourth until even she herself have failed to count the number of her climaxes as her mind and body fully succumb to the best cock she have ever tasted in her life.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhh!"

Eris, as expected, was subdued magnificently, using the pheromones alone. Solomon was able to make her sensitivity shoot up each passing second; this, alongside his pace that continued to increase every time Eris thought that he had reached his limit, contributed to her already Inevitable defeat. And as Solomon made his first load erupt inside her, Eris's sight already blackened, covered by pleasure as she was creamed by Solomon with her lolling tongue and rolled back eyes as her only response to the hammering she's been willingly receiving.

Such pounding didn't stop across hours only Solomon knew, and in such a time the fucking is finally over, Eris finds herself lying in the bed, her mouth, breasts, asshole, and pussy full of teeming cum while her tongue continuously licked the balls of Solomon that positioned his wet cock in front of her face.

Eris didn't resist, for she knew that even if she did, her body and mind had already surrendered to the domination of Solomon.

The Dictator of Time had been subjugated.

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"So... who's he?"

Solomon, who turned to Sophia after a mere afternoon of conquering her last prize, is with Paraluman, who's been stroking her belly recently as she learned that she was pregnant. Again, curious and anticipating the day she would bear the child of Sophia. On Sophia's left is a man a head shorter than her, he's wearing a polo while his trousers are being held up by suspenders. His crimson-red eyes looked around curiously, ignoring the forelocks sprawled around in front of them due to his hair being messy.

"He's my avatar... well, you can say 'My and Myra's son' as I'm the one who created him through one of the sculptures by my mother. He's my way to be able to descend to Pentateuch once the timer for having gods allowed existence here is lifted, his name is Landi."

Sophia put her hand on the head of Landi, ruffling his hair as he continued to look around his new home. Seeing this, Paraluman, who knew why Sophia, of course, besides sleeping with her mortal wives, needs an avatar, gritted her teeth subtly- the tarot cards have descended; however, they bear with them the inevitable will of destiny. The destruction and complete erasure of the universe- something that Sophia can't accept, for her, the only dictator of her end is herself, and her end will never come. Paraluman, of course, also wanted to fight back; however, the pathetic excuse of a former creator that she is, Paraluman isn't even able to get out of the notion that fate is inevitable.

Well, perhaps, only someone of such insurmountable pride like Sophia can fully get out of such an idea and face fate one-on-one. Paraluman gulped down her worries and tried to reply.

"I see... Myra must be a very talented artist."

Sophia nodded, and oddly, Landi too. The former knew the worries of her lover- even she, the only existence in the universe capable of proclaiming her victory and not be laughed at, is not very confident in this inter-decade or even centuries plan, what can she do about it, however? Will she give up because she's not confident? Will she let fate control her like a puppet just because her opponent is someone who birthed the original creators?

No.

Sophia... Solomon... and Emilio have long been repulsed by the sensation of being manipulated, they gritted their teeth, after all, it was for their country... for their universe and their continued existence. Right now, the enemy Sophia will face is the last obstruction before her true freedom.

And freedom, she will claim. And to attain freedom, in the past few weeks where Sophia abstained from touching her wives, he have already started the preliminary preparations for her plan to destroy whoever decided that her universe is meant to end- these preparations includes but are not limited to: No, she wouldn't say anything besides peaking at the next 55 years, the span by which the apocalypse of her universe will happen.

_I have to stop two apocalypses... even The Lord of Mysteries Klein wasn't able to do that._

Sophia sighed as she, Paraluman, and Loki went towards the throne room. Sophia, after her short tenure as the queen of Kamatayan, is already famous for being lax on the access and usage of the throne room, mana a time Sophia used it besides the ceremonial purposes of such room. Like right now, she and her wives are gathered in the throne room for her and her goddess wives to introduce their avatars. Sophia opened the throne room before letting Paraluman and Landi in. In front of Sophia are also the sculpture-based avatars of Bakunawa and Eleanor, and again, like Landi, the two women avatars of Bakunawa and Eleanor have given an artificial curiosity, making their personality just a linear interest in anything they see.

Before everything started, Bakunawa, who was looking at Landi, suddenly remembered something.

"Isn't it Eris' day today? Where is she?"

At this question, Sophia simply smiled as she once again put her hand towards the head of Loki, making the newly born man flop his neck for a moment before staring silently at his mother, who said.

"She's in heaven."

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As Sophia said, Eris is indeed, metaphorically and literally, in heaven. Her body, still lying down in a daze, having a thread between passing out and holding on to her consciousness, has just felt the greatest euphoria of her life that has been repeating for hundreds of years.

It was as Eris thought, anyone who has received the cock of Sophia... Solomon will be changed forever, their virtues, pride, and principles rewritten by the fucking alone. Contrary however to the flesh, Eris's soul is now inside a perpetually obsidian palace with only golden strips that complement its pillars' upper and lower sides as its different color as well as some white curtains that veil the vertical gaps between the pillars.

Eris, as the daughter of a god, immediately knew that she was in a divine kingdom, probably the yet-to-be-claimed divine kingdom of the new goddess of creation. In front of her is a naked man, his body full of tattoos of elves being culled by scythes and the dead rising back to walk the land.

A plethora of batik tattoos modified by the divine exploits of Siginarugan. Eris' eyes immediately contorted, anger, pain, and a feeling of betrayal from her new and only accepted dominator, Sophia churned her heart.

"Why are you here?"

Eris, despite not having a heart as of now, felt a sting in her chest, all the memories of her futile struggle for the attention of her father. Killing other progenitors, having sex with people she didn't even know existed, almost every day, she fought until she was on her last leg...

"Are you... Am I being forced to forgive you?"

Eris' questioning voice buckled, however, to her surprise, she saw the prideful god of death, the bastard she called father, kneel before her, and if she magnified her eyes further, she could see plumes of liquid coming out of Siginarugan's eyes, full of regret and longing.

"No..."

Siginarugan responded before slowly putting his forehead to the ground, which made Eris's soul fall into a daze.

"Please forgive me... My daughter..."

The ending of the side stories is kind of rushed because my goal is to publish the sequel as fast as possible as our first day of classes is just a few days away. I'll publish it today and I'll post the link in an announcement once I did.