Children of a Lesser God

Kelly couldn’t tell which way was up and which way was down. Her entire world was nothing more than the top of her head to the tips of her toes and every inch in between was orgasming over and over again as Laz pounded her again and again, his massive girth threatening to split her in half, something that many men claimed to be able to do, but few could actually accomplish. And of those, they didn’t even have anything close to the equipment Laz did. For a normal woman, taking what Laz offered could cause permanent harm, but because of the vitality that rolled off Laz’s body like a liquid, the damage caused was healed instantly, meaning that while there was no lasting damage, the end result was a sexual organ used to being stretched to a lasting damage limit eventually recovering to its before use limit. Unless someone was able to repeat the process, the woman would find future partners to be lacking, no matter how tight their partners found them to be otherwise.

When Laz had finished at last, Kelly’s world went dark as her body, already limp, began the recovery process. She laid next to Helen as only the sound of their ragged breathing could be heard. Laz grabbed a towel and wiped himself off before dropping back into the chair behind him. He was still rock solid, as three normal women and one low level awakened weren’t enough for him to tire himself out, but he knew that any more would be dangerous for them, no matter how much life force they got. Just the repeated orgasms were enough to send their bodies into shock. Luckily for them, Laz wasn’t some noob who didn’t know how to handle himself. While they were brought to the edge of the abyss, they weren’t pushed inside.

Laz reached over to grab a drink that had appeared at a table, one that he had ordered earlier and drank deeply, the refreshing mix of herbals and high end ingredients slightly refreshing his used energy. While it wasn’t something on the same level as a elixir, it was still refreshing in a more low key way.

"Please... fuck me... please... any hole you want... please....?" The shy girl had crawled over to grovel at Laz’s feet, her eyes staring at his still erect and massive member and started begging, wanting nothing more than to be one of those passed out and barely breathing girls, of which only Jayden had started coming to.

"No," Laz responded, barely glancing at her.

His response both saddened and excited her.

"Please. You can do whatever you want to me. Break me, mess me up. Make me hurt.... please?" She begged, even more desperately.

"No," Laz responded again, waving her away. Laz started looking at his arm, flexing it as he checked again with his senses to ensure it was back to one hundred percent working order.

"Then... can I... at least... let me clean you up?" She said, shaking her ass behind her like a dog begging for a treat.

"Fine." Laz said, without even looking at her.

As for why he was treating her this way? It had nothing to do with her already having fucked two other guys. Such a thing wasn’t exactly a problem for him. With a glace, he could tell she was healthy and had no issues or diseases. It was more about the problem of her slight inner energy. He didn’t notice it before, but after her excitement hit it peak, he could tell that there was an energy building inside of her, one that kind of turned him off from her.

’She’s going to awaken as a chosen any day now...’ Laz could tell and he felt the rejection from his bloodline due to that fact.

’Actually, it’s not really a rejection on my side, more like an annoyance?’ Laz thought, trying to figure out his own feelings. After all, he was now a god realm powerhouse. Compared to before where he would feel a threat from her, there was none of that. Only an annoyance, as though some animal was trying to hump his leg.

’In my memory from that other Asura, these Chosen weren’t even a thing. So does that mean that they didn’t exist back then? Or was it something else? After all, from the gates I’ve been through, there were only bloodline beings and no ’chosen’ beings. So does that mean there aren’t any of them in history?’

While Laz pondered over that, the shy girl began cleaning his member with her mouth and tongue, getting deep into the fold of his skin at the base and tip to clean every inch, feeling drawn to the taste of the liquid as though it were the most addictive drug.

"What’s your name?" Laz asked at one point, when the shy girls mouth was filled with his member.

"ohe" she responded, not bothering or able to remove her mouth from his poll.

Laz looked over to her plump partner.

"Chole," he answered, stilling on his knees as he watch her service the man, trying hard not to touch himself. As for the others, Jayden had awakened and removed the towel she had been covered with, tossing it at the clean shaven man’s face before walking over to crawl up the side of the chair and snuggle next to Laz’s left side, her ass having hit Chole’s face as she crawled by where the girl was servicing him. The clean shaven man quickly removed the towel that was still dripping with the liquid he had wiped off her earlier and threw it on the ground, his face clearly unhappy with his partner. Georgia stirred as well, but she just cleaned herself up more and threw the towel on the ground, looking at Muscles.

"Did you have fun?" She asked him, smiling.

"I thought I did. But compared to you... probably not so much."

"MMmmm. No. No you didn’t. Was it her?" Georgia asked, pointing at Chole.

"Yeah," He responded, his face looking like he had been gut punched.

"Well... I can see the charm. But that girl... she plays games and you fell for it. In the end, you’re just another tally in her scorecard. But him? He knows. He controls. And even if you’re being controlled, you can’t help but want to be controlled by him. As for you... your hard again? Is watching a girl you just had sex with worshiping another man’s cock so arousing?" Georgia asked, smiling still.

"I uh... It’s...."

"Why don’t you touch yourself then? Look at that fat fuck? At least he embraces his cuck tendencies. I’d be willing to bet he’s never even fucked her. Might have gotten a hand or a foot job a few times, but anything other than that? Doubtful. Yet he will give her anything she asks for, down to his last dollar. At least he’s honest with himself. Look at that guy, the clean shaven one. Did he fuck her too? You should have seen his girl get impaled by that massive meat stick. It was like she was a virgin, touched for the very first time. And now look at him, pissed off just because she recognizes which is the superior male. But he’s pissed at her and at himself. As for being pissed at Laz? He wouldn’t even bother cause he accepts that he can’t measure up to him. And that’s not just because of his dick. It has to do with his entire being, the confidence, the strength he gives off. He recognized what that girl was right away. And in that moment, he took control of her, not the other way around. She’s nothing more that a toy for him. A thing. And she’s happy to be that. The same way you were happy to be that for her," Georgia finished, getting up and walking over to the same table Laz’s drink was on and grabbing one for herself, enjoying the refreshing liquid before sitting on the back of Laz’s chair and swinging her legs around the right side, giving Laz a thigh pillow to rest his head on while still observing the situation.

"You’re not going deep enough you slut. If you’re not gagging, you’re not trying hard enough," Georgia said, putting her foot on the back of Chole’s head and forcing it down on Laz’s member, causing her to gag as tears streamed out of her eyes.

"That’s better," Georgia said as Jayden laughed, running her hands along Laz’s chest, as though trying to get a better feel for him.

Outside the tent room, Kelly and Helen’s ex’s had an angry expression on their faces. The women that Helen’s ex-husband had hired to accompany them had disappeared somewhere, claiming they had to visit the bathroom, but not coming back. In his anger, the ex-husband was fuming while Kelly’s ex boyfriend tried to calm the older man down.

"Doesn’t matter. We play our cards right and there will be other women here to entertain us," he said to calm the man.

"What the fuck do you know? Even if they know we can’t come in here without a partner, who’s going to want to talk to a couple dudes by themselves. And they are suppose to stay with us anyway. Any guys who get involved with them are suppose to have our permission, otherwise it’s not allowed. But now those two sluts have disappeared and we are basically left looking like losers. You said you saw them disappear around here, right? As they were making their way for the bathrooms over there?" Helen’s ex asked, looking at the tent in front of them.

"I think so, yeah. I’m not sure though as I wasn’t thinking I had to keep an eye on them so they wouldn’t disappear," Kelly’s ex boyfriend said, looking at the obviously occupied room.

"Whatever. If they are in here with anyone else, I’m going to have those men kicked the hell out of here and get some compensation from those bitches, one way or another," Helen’s ex said before throwing the flap of fabric aside and walking in like he own the place, only to be greeted with a sight he would never forget.

His ex wife was sitting up on a bed, naked and covered in both sweat and man juice in which she was cleaning off of herself while next to her, Kelly was laughing and smiling as she did the same. Next to them, two men were standing there looking uncomfortable as though trying to figure out whether they wanted to leave or stay. On the floor, another man was naked and kneeling while pinching his own nipples, his face twisted in a grimace of both pleasure and pain while a young girl was giving a blow job to a massive cock that seemed to be way too familiar while another woman’s foot was pushing her head deeper and deeper down on it. As for the man, he had one young woman next to him while another was seated above him, letting his head rest on her thigh as her foot worked the young girl’s head.

"Kelly?"

"HELEN?"

The ex’s couldn’t contain themselves and blurted out, causing the two women to freeze in place and look over at them, as though caught red-handed. Seeing the shock on their faces and then glancing around the room at the scene happening around them, they both looked at one another and began to laugh, not even an ounce of shame on their faces as their naked bodies shook with laughter and amusement.