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Something Borrowed

Chapter 6: The Vows

Sneak Peek

Aksel was laying on his bed while the musk deer from the Halloween shop, Ron, bounced on his cock while Ryan’s exhausted form suckled on the buck’s cum soaked nuts. The buck ran his hands over the tight, muscular body of that deer, his thrall’s eyes haloed in a ring of red.

“Oh fuck yes, fuck yes master,” Ron was practically screaming as his hooves dug into the mattress, the sheets tearing from the fast and deep fucking on that dick. Aksel could feel the fatigue from the night slowly melting away. He even felt more awake as the two tirelessly worked for his nut.

Well…nuts. Aksel’s rut had him producing cum at inhuman rates and he needed a nice warm hole to milk it out of him. It also didn’t hurt that they were devout in every way. Their constant worship was washing over him, their adoration, their absolute subjugation to his will and power.

“Fuck,” Aksel moaned as his balls bounced, thick jets of cum squelching deep into the ass above him. It was merely more lube for the constant rutting. Sweat, drool, and cum dripped off that musk deer, his fangs glinting in the lowlight as the buck beneath him snorted and thrusted his most recent batch of bastards into that slutty hole.

“Aren’t they such good little thralls?” Stolid assessed, his hand becoming coated in that red latex. The buck’s sizable mitt becoming larger as those red tendrils rolled over his arm. “Don’t you just love to have them under your thumb?”

“Fuck yeah I do,” Aksel smirked before feeling something wet smack his chin. He looked down to see Ron’s cock shooting jets of cum over his chest. “They seem to like it too.”

“Such a good offering from an obedient thrall,” Stolid rumbled, that hand coming down to swipe through that mess and shove it in the still orgasming thrall’s muzzle. The musk deer’s tongue lulled over those fingers, lapping and worshiping them, sucking them clean. Stolid’s essence shuddered, that latex creeping further along Aksel’s chest. One of his pecks massively out proportioned as that stuff rolled over his ear and face.

Aksel felt a little reservation towards the sudden covering of one of his eyes, but when that latex parted, he could see more out of his one eye than his two normal ones had seen in a lifetime.

“Holy shit,” Aksel breathed as his pure white eye was opened. He could see the heartbeat inside Ron, his actual body almost translucent as his heart fluttered with a warm red flame. His body pulsed with life, his skin a glowing red.

A sly smirk crept up Aksel’s muzzle, slanting up disproportionately into the half maw of that symbiote like a zipper of shark teeth. Aksel could feel it, the raw and deep sensations Stolid felt when he took control of the arm Stolid was wrapped around. He could feel Ron’s heartbeat like a little fluttering of wings, a constant rippling pulse of warmth that sent an itching need through his bones. Aksel gripped onto Ron’s chest, his claws sinking into the deer’s peck slightly. Ron gave a little wince, but moaned as a single drop of blood welled up against Stolid’s fingers.

Despite his onyx claws vicious appearance, they were still living cells. He could feel the flow of that blood, each individual cell was rapturous.

That’s when he felt the tingling in his palm. Pleasure itched its way into the marrow as Aksel realized that tingling was Ron’s cum still on his palm. The swimmer’s wriggling and writhing like a billion little tongues lapping and working over his cells.

“He tastes delicious,” Stolid rumbled.

That snapped Aksel out of it and he pulled his hand back, the light marks on Ron’s chest still there, the one still bleeding ever so slightly.

“What the hell,” Aksel furrowed his brow.

“What?” the half of his face speaking looking disappointed.

“I’m not into blood,” Aksel huffed.

“But can’t you just taste his virility? He’s in his prime and completely devout. A blood offering isn’t that bad.”

“I’m not into it,” Aksel insisted.

“But don’t you love the way his blood sings against us. Just imagine if it was the blood of someone you hated. What if it was Terry’s blood?”

“Stop!” Aksel shouted, both the thralls pausing. “Not you two, keep going. You’re amazing.”

Even in that brief pause, his balls ached like they were kicked, needing to be emptied. It was a slow climb back up into the pleasure, but at least Aksel’s mind was clear.

“You’re such a killjoy,” Stolid hissed in the buck’s mind.

“It’s just not my thing,” Aksel rolled his eyes, but then closed his left to look out of his white eye. “So this is how you see the world? It’s like x-ray infrared on steroids.”

“Yes, this is how I see your world,” Stolid answered. “I can see into the hearts of man and read their desires. The thing they want most in life.”

“It’s hella cool,” Aksel looked over Ron as he bounced on his cock, the sexy personal trainer a sight to behold. “You gunna work those legs out so you can ride me better?”

“Yes master! Whatever you want!”

“Good doe,” Aksel murred before turning his attention to Stolid, his new eye watching as tendrils of red mist and aura spiraled off the two of his thralls and into the ring hidden beneath the silicone wrapping his hand. “Is that the worship?”

“You know it,” Stolid murred. “It’s slow right now. Only two contributing to it makes it pretty impotent, but you can feel it can’t you? Running up into your bones, slithering through your veins and making you more.”

Aksel only needed to focus inward and he could feel it. It was like cool water trickling into his burning muscles. It coated each cell, messaging them, relaxing and healing them from the rut they put Ken through earlier.

Then Aksel saw something in that ring. It was hidden and far off in the distance, but he could see a woman with a scarf around her head.

“Is that her?” Aksel raised a brow.

“Yes,” Stolid seethed, his claws flexing like a lion ready to strike.

“So that’s why you’re into blood, huh. That mad at her?”

“Wouldn’t you be mad?” Stolid snarled, the stray tendrils of that silicone wriggling angrily. “She intended to get rid of me forever. I only hope she’s still alive so I can sink my claws into her.”

“I mean, if that’s your revenge, I’m not sure I’m down for that.”

“You can’t go back on our deal now, we’re in too deep.” Stolid reasoned. “Not like you’d really notice. I can just take over and keep you in the dark. You won’t know about it until it’s over.”

“Dark man,” Aksel furrowed his brow. “So, what was she like?”

Silence.

“Come on,” Aksel pressed. “You can’t be so cagy about this whole thing. Who was she?”

Stolid was still quiet, the only sound coming from the two thralls working his cock over. Both of them were very quiet until finally Stolid spoke.

“She was a nobody when she found me,” Stolid started, his mind opening up to Aksel. “I was even more so. Lost and without a cause, abandoned so long ago that I couldn’t even remember who put me in this damned ring.”

“So you don’t even know who put you in the ring?”

“I remember that it was a prison of my own making, but that’s all I remember. Do you want to know about her or not?”

“Sorry, go on,” Aksel sighed.

“Her name was Regina,” Stolid spoke her name with a sickening sweetness that soured as soon as it hit the buck’s ears. “She just found me by accident. It was the first time I had tasted the outside world in so long that it felt like I was being reborn from a world of crushing darkness. She cut herself polishing me. I was a simple ring in a wizard’s collection when she cut her finger on my setting.

“She didn’t want much at first, merely to not be afraid of her master. She was the daughter of one of his long dead servant girls so she was more than helpless. We made a pact. It was simple. I give her power and she wouldn’t get rid of me.

_ “Of course she was beaten for taking the ring, but one well-placed flame was all it took to get the wizard to stop. Fire consumed his casting arm, the one with all the binding tattoos, the ones that created invisible chains on his servants and subjugated pets. I think all the rancor his servants had suffused that arm. He certainly used it enough to make it seem like it, but all that rage and anger didn’t burn away, it returned to the hungry eyes of his pets that had been starved of any kindness. He was eaten alive in the matter of minutes. Regina said she had never seen anything so brutal or so beautiful in her life. That’s where her taste for cruelty came from. She didn’t crave violence, but she found it enjoyable. A useful tool._

“The thing is when a tool fits so well in your hand, it’s hard not to use it, and you eventually lean on it. She was the illegitimate daughter of the wizard, so she inherited his estates, meager as they were. Nevertheless, it was a boon to her; she had never slept on a real mattress. You know that feeling when you return home and you lay on your mattress after having been gone for so long. Now imagine you had gone your whole life without one and then laid on it. She had fitted that sheet many a time on her master’s bed, but never had she thought it possible she would claim it as her own.

“It was then that I told her I could do more, that we could be more. She didn’t understand at first, but when she was introduced to high society, I was able to pick out the people she could ally herself with. They were usually people who wanted something from her, but it was easy enough to twist their words and keep them under her heel. She began to realize she could use real power, real magic, that her father’s gift had been passed down to her. She was special, wanted, revered. All it took was a few well-placed words and a little makeup to make them kneel. A rumor here, a secret leveraged there, it was too easy.

_ “It was a common question if she was fit to handle her father’s estates, but it was easy enough with my guidance. Bureaucracies are easy enough to navigate so long as you know who to talk to. I guided her through it all. I tutored her in magic, I taught her high society, I made it clear who she could and couldn’t trust. I made her into her father’s daughter._

“Politics are easy when you can read someone’s mind. Given, her lineage prevented her from going too high, but she made it to the top of where her station would allow. With my guidance and discerning eye, she became more than her life before ever could have been.

“Then I…” Stolid paused, his words hanging in the air as the tendrils gently swayed as though suspended in water. “She found a different ring. A man she could rely on. One that gave her more than I could ever give. A man she could trust. I made sure of that.

“Then she didn’t want anything anymore, she was sated. So she got rid of me.”

“So she left you for another dude,” Aksel sighed. “That’s rough man.”

“I know you can sympathize, Terry and all that, but instead of just passing me off, she put me back in the darkness she saved me from. It was the ultimate betrayal. She could have handled it many different ways, but she chose the cruelest. I guess I taught her that.”

“Way harsh,” Aksel nodded in agreement. “But hey, once we get done with Terry, I can help you with Regina.”

“I know you will, that’s what our deal is,” Stolid said matter of fact.

“No dude, I mean, like, I’ll help you because we got each other’s back. I’d never toss you under the buss like that.”

“Never say never,” Stolid said it humorously, but there was some cynicism tied to that remark.

“What, did Regina teach you that?”

“Yes,” he answered flatly.

“Well, I ain’t Regina,” Aksel smirked. “So you made her a wizard? What kind?”

“She specialized in fire magic,” Stolid replied. “Why? Do you want to be a wizard?”

“It never really crossed my mind,” Aksel shrugged. “I’ve been tested for magical abilities and I was told I didn’t have the stuff.”

Stolid went quiet, thinking while feasting on the worship of his thralls.

“You’ve got to have some sort of magical aptitude if you could make a deal with me. So there must be something in there. Have you given any thought to what you want to do after our deal is done?”

It was Aksel’s time to pause. “I’m not sure. I didn’t really have any plans to begin with.”

“You know I can assist you with almost any career path,” Stolid answered. “Though, you’ll be stuck with me.”

Just as Stolid said that Ron moaned, his clapping cheeks filling the air as he fucked himself harder on Aksel’s dick.

“Oh Shit, I think I can live with that,” Aksel chuckled.

Stolid didn’t say much after that. Aksel might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he knew when something was on someone’s mind.

“I ain’t going to get rid of you Stolid,” Aksel chuckled and smirked. “You think I’m going to give all this up? Hell nah!”

Stolid’s essence shuddered, but there was a coolness to it. Like he dipped his hand in cool water after being in the sun all day.

“Not that you could control the thralls without me,” Stolid shrugged, the latex creeping ever so slightly further over him.

The rest of the night was spent treating Aksel’s rut, though the buck sensed an ease in how Stolid moved. It was like…he was calmer.

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