Chapter 181 – Goddess’s Decree

"Wakey, wakey bitch," the new Princess says, splashing cold water over me and the Princess. Am I going to have to think of her as Elora now? "I do not see your semen dripping from her cunt slave. I thought I told you what to do?"

"Didn't feel like it," I mumble. Still huddling next to the Princess for warmth. She is starting to stir.

"Think I fucking care whore? You killed my wife and a number of great women yesterday. You and your whore of a maid," bitch Princess says. "Oh, look who finally woke up. Princess muscle head. Look who is better now."

"Me. I killed ten of you with just me. Fifteen vs one is kind of sad, don't you think? Pathetic, really," the Princess says. "Go slit your own throat. Your nation would be a lot better off if you did."

"Here you are missing limbs, and your slave wife is losing her feet. In fact, I think it may be better for me to take those off her," bitch says. "And I think I know how to distract her from the pain."

A new group arrives at our cell. A naked group of women. Warriors based on the muscles and it seems I'm back in the brothel.

At their waist are giant strapons.

"Esiyae, she is my wife and husband. This goes against every code we have," the Princess says. "Do this, and I will have your head. No, I'm giving you to the breeding pits. Or maybe Alzi's personal breeding bitch. You'll watch your wives walk around on their hands and knees, begging for someone to come fuck them! My parties will be glorious with a Princess whore anyone can enjoy and her pathetic wives dancing and shaking their tits!"

"Hmph, think your little Mommy will do anything for you? She hates you," bitch says. "Would love to watch you fail. This bitch here is a slave. I can do what I want to slaves. Get her girls."

I've never seen the Princess fight and I don't know if you would call this fighting. But she did manage to kill one of them before losing a leg.

She must've used some skill to go from cuddling me to being at the first girl's throat. Took a big chunk of it with a bite, then tried to kick the next girl. That ended with it being cut off just below the knee.

It did get the girls to back off, dragging the dead women with them.

"You really are a pain slut," bitch says. "Always willing to lose a limb. You only have two left and I wonder what you will do when those are gone. Will you sacrifice your head next?"

"I'll take you with me, Esiyae," the Princess says. "I'll find a way to take the entire fleet so Alzi can just fly free. But I think you need to worry about yourself. What happens when Duchess Fluvis comes by? Think your shit sailors can handle her?"

Sounds like I really need to thank Princess for dragging me into her royal feud. Bitch is getting quite flustered by the warrior, who is still bleeding out.

"Think that pregnant bitch is coming?" bitch says. "Seven months or so? No, it'll be little mommy Nesh trying to catch up."

"Um, Princess Elora is kind of bleeding out," I say. I would love to stay out of this, but I really can not let bitch put a new collar on me. What is it? Out of the pot and into the wood? Something like that.

"Fix it whore!" bitch screams. I'm guessing I'm whore, and the Princess is slut. Not the hardest thing to figure out I suppose.

I start up my mana and start to rebuild the leg.

"How stupid are you whore? Heal it over," bitch says.

"Shit!" I let out, and a small icicle gets buried into my shoulder before melting unusually fast. I quickly start healing it over instead of regrowing it.

"Slut spread what thighs you have left," bitch says, gritting her teeth. "I want a little show between your whore and the great big slut."

"Raping me now?" the Princess asks. "What will happen when our mothers hear of this?"

"Nothing," bitch says. "Nothing will happen. This is just a slut enjoying a whore. Now hurry up before I see how many holes a dragon can live with."

Damn, I get the great pleasure of fucking my owner yet again. I guess I can stop myself from climaxing. This bitch doesn't seem like she would stay around for the long run, and I really don't want to give the Princess a kid. Of course, that would ruin her plan a little, but I would also think getting kidnapped in your own home would stop you from getting the throne.

Just don't finish in the stupid high elf unless bitch gets aggravated or orders it.

"Alzi you can do it if you wish," the Princess says, her stub spreading out for me. "I promise to let you get your revenge."

"If I want revenge on you?" I ask, pulling myself over to her. Bitch is creating a lot of icicles that I really don't want in me, and I wouldn't mind her cutting off my feet right now. I think the frostbite is doing something to my legs now.

"We can discuss it," the Princess says. Well, she didn't say no, but I don't think I'm getting much from that.

I have to climb onto her back and use my knees for leverage. It's not the best position, but we are both badly injured. The Princess hides her face in her one good arm and I do my best to find her hole.

"Hurry up whore," bitch calls out. "You were the best prostitute in the capital, which is quite the achievement with all the whores in the castle. Prove your skills."

"It isn't easy when both of us are missing limbs," I mutter. Her slit is dry, obviously, so I have to push in and just deal with the pain. It's worse for her anyway. Just take it slow. Just a few inches in.

"Oh, is the great warrior Elora crying," bitch taunts. "Crying as her slave fuckers her. Speed up, slave. I think your mistress is crying over this weak performance."

An icicle catches the edge of my cheek, telling me to go faster. I don't know if the Princess is really crying, but I wouldn't blame her. If this wasn't my life for ten years I don't think I could do it.

"Sorry, Princess," I whisper. I do my best to speed up, but I keep slipping without my feet to hold me.

"Much better," bitch says. "Just like that till you finish. I want you to show me the semen in her vagina."

"Sorry," I whisper again. I need her to help me out if this is to finish soon, so I give her just a bit of my erotic touch. She gives me a soft moan and cry, but it works. She starts to get a little wet, and I go deeper. "Just a bit more Elora."

I let out a small stream. Nothing close to my normal output, but good enough to say I finished. I work to back off the Princess, my body even less happy to move now.

"Good enough, right?" I ask. "You can see it coming out of my penis."

"For now," bitch says, turning and leaving us with just two guards.

What a fucking mess this is going to be.

*** Goddess of Fertility ***

"How are you doing?" Goddess of the Sea asks me. Fucking bitch.

"You love stupid questions," I say. "I'm going to end their line. Just slave kids if they have any. Things were improving; this this is fucking stupid."

"No, don't hug me!" I cry out. She just had to meet me at my home instead of the temple. Her stupid hands petting my hair.

"I made a champion, and she is going out to help her," Sea whispers into my ear. "Just give her a week or so. She has to get the new ship going and she is missing her wind mage. But with my help, she'll catch up."

I can't even fight back. My stupid pregnancy and not wanting to destroy my home. My champion was just so cute asking to help me. Fuck why does my first champion go like this!

Justice, you better hope I never get my hands on you.

"Why don't you sit down for a bit? Maybe have your lovers come out?" Sea asks. "You could use some company right now."

"I have what I need. Just give me an hour, and I'll set the Queendom straight. They'll have that bitch on the alter in a second. Offering her womb to my champion. Hell, this is how I can free Alzi," I say. Yes, what a great fucking plan. Why not just end it all? Set the world into a panic.

"Fertility, stop it," Sea says. "You don't know if that is reversible. You may be making the last generation of people, or you may force Alzi to never stop impregnating women if they find she is the only one who can get women pregnant. Alzi may not be able to fix it. I know you were tied up when War did something similar. Three generations fought to the last woman. Then she slit her throat when she had nobody left to fight. We got lucky you turned into the Goddess of fertility and helped the population bounce back. Don't give us another scare when she'll be free. Ok."

"You'll..."

"I'm going to be right there helping you bring about the end of the world. I promise. A year ok. A year, and we tell everyone they need to free your champion. They'll have a week, and then you tie me to the altar and combine those two rituals into the end of the world. I have a number of women willing to help you undo it," Sea says. Her silly hand feeling for the child Alzi gave me. So many rituals I did for others. So many bellies like this for nothing. Just a stupid footnote in another's greatness.

"I'm going to lower the fertility of everyone," I say.

"We would all prefer you don't," Sea says.

"Royalty. They'll have to perform the old rituals," I say. "Get others to help me end it all. Mine is getting used now."

I force myself to teleport to my stupid temple.

"My Goddess, how can I help?" the stupid angel asks. Always a stalker. But useful this time.

"Ritual, get everyone. This needs all the power," I say. "Then get on the slab."

"Your wish is my command," the angel says. They really are a lot better when they're loyal dogs. It hardly takes a second for everyone to be in place. The chanting already started.

My power forms a little green glow over the silly angel. My clothing gets stripped off, and I prepare to impregnate her. Every royal will go through this one to ask for a child. Their eggs are locked if it isn't Alzi fucking them. Their semen won't swim without asking. Alzi or this angel will be the key to kids for them.

The ancient words grow around me, and the patron goddesses form along the border, shaking to come in and stop me.

Please bitches, come. I dare you. Give me even more power.

My penis penetrates the angel and releases the semen at once. My will fills the world and angels together as the chanting comes to a stop.

My Priestess will learn of the order, and the royals can go ask them for guidance.