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Balthus turned around in Malora's hug until he faced her. He couldn't mind loosing some energy to her. He did wonder what she would do with Void enhanced powers while she had them, Would she try to leech it all from him?...

Bah! who cares! he leaned forward and started kissing Malora, and not stopping when the power started transferring to her, he decided to let her break it when she was ready.

Malora smiled as Balthus kissed her, hugging him more tightly as he did. When she felt his powers going into her, she was a bit surprised. She held the kiss for only a few seconds before pulling away, saying, "Is...this why you can't? Because you'll lose your power if you do?"

"Yes... that is the reason.... Many women would end up treating me like a glorified power battery..." Balthus said rather weakly.

She looked at him with a sad look in her eyes, his powers now manifesting in her as she said, "Don't worry. I won't take advantage of you like that." She held Balthus in her arms as she flew back to her home, placing him on her bed, and growing back to her true size, looking at him in concern as she laid down on the bed as well. "When will you get your powers back?" she asked.

Balthus looked at Malora, smiling. "In time... maybe a few hours..." He replied.

"I remember once... it took weeks for my strength.. to return... but, that time, heh, well, lets say that time was humiliating..."

fiona sighed laying back on the pillow she glanced nervously at john "i was already eaten once by malora but that doesn't matter much to me so john what would you like us to do misstress nok'tora ordered that we get to know each other better"

"Really?" Malora asked, her curiousity getting the better of her. "What exactly happened?"

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Nok'tara then flipped the covers off of them, and frowned to see that hadn't had sex. "Well, if you two aren't going to get it on..." She then picked the two up and placed them beside her feet, then lying down. "...then make yourselves useful and give me a foot massage."

Balthus looked at Malora, smiling "Your curious arnt you? well I hope you don't get any bright ideas.." he said.

"Well, it wasn't long after I lost by body and soul at theend of my battles with the Gods... I was sent hurdling through space... powerless... Until I landed on a distant world... A world of constant conflict... " Balthus said, beginning his story.

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John sighed, he was about to make his move, but Nok'tara decided to be impatient and get a foot rub. Thats fine, at least hed rub something warm, and got to work.

Karkinos laid beside Sasha on the bed, looking up at the ceiling and thinking. "Well, you managed to rape me with little problem." he said wryly. He turned to her.

"I know that I'm not really powerful enough to bind you, not without magic I don't really understand. But what if I became your servant, or like, an acolyte? You'd get stronger with more followers and I'd finally have a chance at getting some of this demon magic right..."

"well we were about to before you interupted misstress"Fiona said a small smile on her face as she rubbed nok'tora's feet "i'm sure i don't need to remind you that hell is a place of pumishment and w are here to be punished regardless of whether were slave's or not"she says glumly as she continues to rub nok'tora's foot.

"Yeah, but an eternity of torment for trying to defend yourself and survive? The price is way too steep..." John said carefully.

Nok'tara moaned in pleasure as her slaves rubbed her feet. After a few minutes, Nok'tara said, "Alright, that'll do for now. You can stop now." She picked them up, and briefly put them into her mouth, washing off any stink from her foot. She then took them out, and blew on their bodies, drying them off. "Well, you two have fun now." she said, placing them on the pillow and putting the covers over them. She then took out a bottle of perfume, and began to spread it onto her feet so that they wouldn't stink the next time they rubbed her feet.

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"A world of constant conflict? Wow, that must've been tough without your powers." Malora commented, listening intently to Balthus' story.

"Yes, a true warriors paradise... But my power had not recovered from the shattering, I was so close to being like a normal mortal man,I couldn't stand it... I was weak, and unused to this body... All my experience from my true body proved to be utterly useless. I still had impressive strength and speed for a human, but my powers, my magic... all of it was close to nothing... I was forced to relearn how to use my powers as a human. I was still immortal, and thus could not be killed, and a fraction of my Void energy was still with me, but for thousands of years, those facts proved to be my prison, rather than my salvation." Balthus continued.

"There where 4 distinct sides in that global conflict, two of which where humanoid beings. One had No powers, but very technologically advanced, and capable of great ingenuity, the other posessed some power for themselves, sorcery. and for their levels, they where very good at it. One of the other races, also humanoid in apperance, where extremely proficient warriors, fighters, who posessed the ability to utilise incredible spiritual powers, some call it Ki energy... This race was more destructive than the others. The final race, where giants, incredibly large, about yor size to me now...."

Balthus closed his eyes, remembering his torments. "All these races, once they diuscovered my curse, coveted my powers... and the wars rapidly escalated to obtain it... But, my powers could only be taken from be by women..."

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Plopping back on the pillow, John removed his underwar slowly... he was no longer embarrased, and moved towards Fiona on all fours.

"Well, I guess Nok'tara isn't concerned by wether or not we enjoy it"

'I think I know where this is going.' Malora thought to herself as Balthus continued on.

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Hearing what John had said, Nok'tara grumbled a little bit, and pulled back the covers on them again, saying, "Okay, fine. I'm sorry for rushing you guys. Go ahead and take all the time you want. Oh, and Johhny boy...treat Fiona right, okay?" With that, she put the covers back over them, and laid her head on the other pillow beside them.

Karkinos looked at Sasha. "So, what do you say? I'm aware of the complications of such a deal, but...it's not like I really have any prior commitments. Actually...I pretty much thought that I was going to die down here. I didn't really care much because my family was dead. If I'd been a stronger mage, I could have done something...." he said, looking off.

sasha considered Karkinos's proposal she looked at him and his well built figure she raised an eyebrow to him "well that certanly is unexpected no one's ever wanted to become my slave i mean that human girl kalen became my lover but no one has ever wanted to be my slave sooo..ok then"smiling sasha sat bolt upright on the bed she took Karkinos's hand mutterin a few arcane words and a red symbol in the shape of a flying eagle apeared on his hand and line's spread threwout his body before disapearing then only the eagle mark remained.
"ok slave for your first order i want you to find kalen and bring her here ok"she says a smile upon her face"and just bring her here in whatever condition she is in"

kalen meanwhile was face down in the toilet with her head directly in the toilet.

Karkinos smiled. He was the servent now - but servent to something far more powerful than most people he had met had encountered. So, he really considered it a promotion than a demotion. He got up and threw his robes on again, walking around the house. A nice house, actually. Not his idea of demonic magic, but nice.

He finally found the only room left, the bathroom, with the door closed. He knocked on it.

"Hey? You in there, Kalen? I need you to open up."

kalen finnaly managed to pull her head out of the toilet hearing Karkinos speak to her she moved over to the door opening it she opened it fully to look at Karkinos toilet water dripped off her head "yeah what is it you want"

Karkinos ignored the water. "Sasha wants you in the bedroom right away." He held up his mark. "And I'm all official now so it's just as much as her asking directly."

"of course she does"kalen mumbles to herself as she walks through the house to the bedroom she sits down upon the bed but sasha pushes her over so that she is lying down directly on the bed sasha smiles rubbing her hands togethor as she thought oof what her slave could do next"

After she was done rubbing her feet, she placed some more perfume in her hands, and rubbed it into her face. She smiled, smelling the perfume now on her face, and walked over to the house, asking, "And how are you all doing?"

"Fine." said Karkinos. "I just made myself an acolyte to Sasha. So she's technically a demon lord, with followers....a follower and everything." He paused, thinking. "Erm. Just how acceptable is it around hell to have this many humans being not eaten in your room? And having intercourse with lower level demons?"

"Well, I've been hand picked by Lucifer himself, so he trusts my decisions involving humans. That includes everyone in this room, so...you guys are cool, in case you were wondering." Nok'tara said, looking at Karkinos. "Anyway, you're her slave, huh? Well, have fun! It's not so bad once you're used to it."

sasha growled dangerously spreading kalen's legs apart "ok slave your going to lick y friend kalen here and i want to see her having a pleasurable experiance"she says glaring at karkinos while kalen gets a small blush upon her face.sasha smiled waiting to see the pornographic show for her.

Karkinos shrugged. There was worse one could be forced to do as a demon's slave. And it was worth the power, however small it was. Of course, it was rather frightening being threatened if he didn't perform well. Who knew what Sasha's idea of punishment was.

"Your friend does seem to be rather pushy, doesn't she?" he said to Kalen. "She make you do stuff like this often?"

He moved onto the bed and buried his face in Kalen's groin, beginning to perform the task Sasha had laid out for him and honestly trying to do his best. From the initial reactions he was getting, he was at least doing something right.