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Inkwell

By: NeoShade



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real, any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy.

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It was over. He was three days from opening his own parlor. No more shit jobs that the other artists refused because they had a reputation. No 20% to the asshole in the office with tattoos so old they looked more like a full body burse then art. No more snide pick-up lines from gay couples wanting a honeymoon three way. He would be the lord of ink, big gun, the man.

Walking thru his place he looked over everything one last time. He had worked two sometimes three jobs to get all his equipment, nothing half-assed either, medical grade all the way. Tomorrow he would walk, get his degree and make his way into the future. 'Dad I am going to make you proud' he thought to himself. Fourteen years and still he wanted his father to be here, having been taken by cancer on the eve of his 12 birthday.

Looking into a glass case, his father's ink-gun sat, in a place of honor. He could still remember the first time he had held it. Still had the scar too. He had been seven, his father asked him if he wanted to try it. It was ever boys dream to work with their father, so he had agreed. He picked it up and pretended to tattoo his own hand, it was still plugged up to the power supply. SO his pretend tattoo turned into a long jagged cut along his left thumb.

His dad hadn't yelled or panicked, just cleaned him up and got him three stitches. On their way back home his father held his left hand up to him and said "Like father, like son, guess we don't need to match each other's tattoo's when we have these." They laughed about it all the way up to mom finding out. She was mad and upset, but after she calmed down. Even she laughed at the situation.

After that he would watch his father work, when he could. Read the trade mags and even got into the habit of drawling with three D-cell batteries tapped to the top of his pencil. His father told him the faster he learned to steady the weight the easier it would be to hold the ink-gun. Thinking back, everything his father ever said about tattooing had been iconic in its simple wisdom. Those became his mantra after his fathers' death.

He had gone out on his seventeenth birthday and had a tattoo of his fathers' ink-gun done on his right forearm. His mother was a little reluctant to the idea but could hardly argue to hard, having six tattoos of her own. And after he showed her what he wanted she not only agreed to let him get it. She helped him find an artist that would do it right.

"Three days, only three days and we start working together, just like we agreed Dad." He said softly "Just give me a nod now and then, so I know I am getting it right, Ok?"

Walking from the back out into the lobby, he was startled to find a woman looking at the Flash-art that hung in frames along the left lobby wall. She was tall, long legs, and dark hair. She turned to him and gave him a smile that about stopped his heart. She was stunningly beautiful. Eyes glittered an unusual golden color.

"Hello, my name is Nikita DeNore, and I would like the honor of being your first customer." She said. "You are Estephan Prizton?"

"Yes I am. Um, the parlor won't open for three days, how did you get in here?" He asked.

"Thru the door." She said, "Your work is inspired. I have checked around. You are the only one I would allow to do it. Plus you were recommended. I am glad you are no longer at that Roady Tatta's Parlor. With the type of work I would like, I would have to keep looking for a true artist rather than sit in a place like that."

"Ms. DeNore, I am overwhelmed. I didn't think many people took notice of my work, and to hear I was recommended, by whom?"

"I am sure anyone who carries ink from your gun would more than notice. However, I was told that you would be most eager to take a commission. It was your father that recommended you after all."

He stood there in silence. If this was a joke it was in the poorest of taste. This woman was a walking wet dream and now she is claiming that his deceased father had told her to look him up. It hurt, nothing about this could be true. Shaking himself from his shock he stepped to walk past her.

"This joke ends now. I would kindly ask you leave." He said, holding himself from screaming at her.

"I will go, but would you look these over and think about it?" She asked and with a turn of her hand pulled a folio from thin air.

Again he was stunned, he accepted the folio as she handed it to him. Then she turned on a heel and walked towards the door, with each step she faded into transparency becoming completely invisible before reaching the door. It opened soundlessly and then slowly closed with its usual rasp and squeak. It clumped into place when he realized he had been holding his breath.

He looked at the papers in the folder. There was a general layout of tattoos, were on the body. There were symbols and runes that had to be worked into each piece. From the look of these notes and diagrams, this would be hours and hours under the gun in the chair.

The more he looked thru the papers the more he got excited about how intricate he was going to be allowed to push himself. As he flipped the last page a check slid from the folder and drifted to the floor. It was for fifteen thousand dollars. He picked it up. It was drafted off of a local bank. If this was a joke why go thru all the hassle. He picked up the phone and dialed the bank. Ten minutes later he had an answer. The check was legit.

What did that mean; she pulled the folio out of thin air, and turned herself in-fucking-visible. What the hell was going on? He laid all the papers out on his drafting desk and the check into the wall safe. He would have to sleep on this one. Maybe waking up in the morning might prove this all a dream anyway.

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Graduation was what you expect, blah blah blah. He was half way to the parking lot before the caps hit the ground. By 3:45 he had his certification filed, his inspections signed off on, and his business permit ready to be framed and hang on the wall. He was starting to get annoyed at the number of people staring at him. Looking himself over, he was still wearing the gown from graduation.

He had better things to think about. He drove to his shop, opened the place and darted inside. The papers were still laid out on the drafting table and the check was... yes, still in the safe. Now he had to make the decision, take the money and BS that might come with it, or not. Looking over the diagram and runes only brought more questions. The kind he felt he would have to be hammered to understand. He was interrupted from his privet musings.

"Steven, where did you run off to? Your Grandmother was very upset that she didn't get pictures of you in your cap and gown. I know you're excited about this place but others are just as excited for you." His mother said from the front of the parlor.

"Did she go home? Cause I have everything here." He said stepping out of the back. "On top of that I have my first commission. I want to take all of you out to celebrate."

"You have a commission already? For who?" She asked.

"Nikita DeNore. It is going to be at least ten sittings possibly 15." He said. "I got a nice deposit so lets go celebrate. I have everything I need to open the doors on Monday, a client, and my birthday is a week from Saturday. Life just really is going my way."

"You're still wearing the gown? Have you been running all over town in that thing?" she asked.

"Sure, why not." He answered.

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It was around 8 pm when he pulled into the parking lot. He thought about what the bank would think when the check hit his account. He would even more like to see the little blonde 'Beety Boop' cashiers' eyes bug out of her face. She was always curt when he ended up in her line, stared at his tattoo like it was a snake, and always said his full name just loudly enough to get the rest of the bank staring at him. He wasn't even sure what her name was. He laughed to himself.

Looking up at the Marque, the name he had chosen for his tattoo parlor stood proudly. 'Sharpirion' was still legible without the spot lights illuminating it. He stepped from his car and headed for the door. He looked both ways, too often some new teen driver had used this parking lot to practice on. Ok play around on. Nothing was on the lot save his beat up two door. Keys in hand he crossed and no sooner had his foot hit the side walk a voice startled him.

"So you will be taking my commission? I am relieved. You and your father are so very much alike." Nikita said in a humored tone.

"Where?" he stammered as his key fell to the ground. "What are you trying to do scare me into joining my father in the hereafter?"

"That would be so unfortunate for more reasons than I can put to word. And as for where, I have been waiting. I can go into greater detail as we chat, I am aware it is going to take many hours to have your work applied to my skin." She said.

"So you were waiting, why are you here thou?" he asked.

"To be equipped. As far as this evening, to give you access to your canvas." She said smoothly. "Surely at devotee of Athene understands these needs."

"Athene? The Greek Goddess of War? Why would that matter?" He asked.

"Do they teach nothing in this age?" She inquired in return. "Yes that would be her, but war was not the only devotion in her covenant. She holds sway over Warfare, Wisdom, Architecture, and Crafts. Artists have followed her for untold centuries."

"Right, shall we go inside to talk about this then?" He asked snidely.

She didn't seem at all phased by his tone, she just turned and waited for him to open the door. He leaned down to pick up his keys. The manner in which she stood allowed him to see under her dress, and the lack of any undergarments. He stood and hoped he was not blushing.

Once they had both entered he closed and locked the door. He motioned for her to follow him and took her into the ink room. It was a clean room, surgical steel tables, tile flooring, and painted in a soothing crème color. As she stepped into the room she unhooked the dress and let it fall to the floor. He turned to ask what she wanted to start with but was stunned to silence seeing her standing there naked. She moved without shame or embarrassment. Even seeing his stunned expression staring at her body did nothing to change her demeanor.

"So how should we begin, Estephan?" she asked.

"What?" He returned.

"How should we begin? It seemed a simple enough question. Are you uncomfortable with nudity? As a young man I would have thought you'd revel in delight at having a nude woman to work on." She said.

"I don't have a problem with nudity. I am a bit startled by your need to be so without asking first." He replied. "As far as how to begin, I haven't even had a chance to go thru all of the pieces you gave me. It was what I was planning on looking over this evening. If you want to be the canvas I have no problem with it. These are your tattoos after all. I can handle it if you can."

"Very well, where do you want me?" She asked.

He walked over to the table and pulled a few lock pins and folded it into a reclining position, draped a towel over the cold metal, and motioned for her to lay down. He went into the drafting room and got the folio. It occurred to him that he was going to need his entire cart for this. Tossing the folio onto the art caddy cart he dragged the whole thing into the clean room. She laid on the articulation table with a studying looking on her face.

He followed her line of sight and saw what had her interest. It was a wooden plaque with his father motto burned into the wood. 'Tattoos are mistakes you can't fix' it read. She looked at him questioningly. He shrugged.

"Dad would use that for unmarried couples. He always said that a tattoo was a commitment, one that everyone you meet is going to judge you by, so make sure you are saying the right thing." He said.

"And what does that say about you?" She asked pointing at the ink-gun tattoo on his arm.

"That I am my father's son, I am his legacy. Most people see it and nod, everyone loses someone they care about, I just show my remembrance differently." He spoke proudly. "Going thru these I noticed there is no mention of colors. Do you want it monochromatic, cause I can do that. And are you sure you want this much on your body. You're beautiful, why mess with perfection?"

"You are your father's son alright. He said much the same thing. I would choose another way but they could be lost, stolen, or broken. Leaving proof of the higher realm is forbidden." She said.

"The higher realm? Like gods and angels and stuff?" He asked.

"Yes, not to mention, Nymphs, Dryads, Muses, Demons, and numerous mythical beings. Many would walk the world if they could, my being here is a trial to see if it is possible." She said.

"Wait if it is forbidden to leave knowledge of this in the world, you going to kill me when I am done?" he yipped an octave higher than his normal tone. "IF that's the case I quit!"

"Wait, we are allowed to tell one soul, someone that will help us learn about this new age and give us a way of bringing our power back to the world. I myself am a Nike, Messenger and Bringer of Victories, in other parts of the world I would be called a Valkyrie. A war-maiden that carries souls of fallen hero's to the afterlife."

"So which one are you going to bring back into the world? You going to be a good thing or a scary thing?" He blurted, his hands trembling slightly.

"I am going to follow the nature of the artist that gives me the ability to walk the world. Are you a bad person? No you're not, or I wouldn't be here. Things from this world can't travel to the other, tattoos if done with heart and meaning, can. So I am here. Wanting to be in the mortal world, making a difference, not having to get new purpose every time I travel back." Her eyes held his as she spoke.

"So you would become something else with the tattoos?"

"No and yes, you are an artist. You show it thru you work, I am similar. You draw, paint, and tattoo. I covey energy, how I do it changes based on the tools I have access to. If those tools are armor, sword and shield, I would be Valkyrie, if they were jewelry and charms I would be more Cupid-esk."

"So these tattoos are going to be your tools?" He asked.

"Yes, and after I have them I won't have to get new ones every time I travel into the mortal realm. See each Nike only gets a decade to be here every 100 years. I have been here for three years already looking for tools. If I came into this realm and had my tools with me, I could do a lot more for the world." She stated whole heartedly.

"Then I suppose I will have to really get them right, and keep you as beautiful as inhumanly possible."

"How would you...."

"It was a joke. Now about colors." He said.

Over the course of the night he worked, along her arms, legs, back. Tattoo pencils, paint pens, and a rainbow of markers added color to her elegant skin. They talked about her place in the grand design and how she knew his father. He would reposition her from time to time, not one peep about where his hands were or how uncomfortable a position could be. In fact he had to stop. His lack of sleep was starting to take its toll. After the third attempt at drawling an Omega symbol he put down the marker and shook his head.

"I can't do anymore right now." He said.

"I was wondering when you were going to stop. By the clock on the wall over there, it is almost 7 o'clock. You must get some sleep and food, maybe not in that order." She stood up and slid her dress back on. "I think I should drive, hand me the keys" Holding her hand out.

"Can you even drive?" he asked.

"Yes, it wasn't that difficult to learn." She replied.

He thought about it for a moment then tossed her the keys. He was having a hard time focusing on standing, driving was definitely not a good idea. They left the shop and she even locked the door. Once he was in the car in a seated position he was out.

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When his eyes opened again, he was in his own bed. The door to his bedroom stood open and he could hear someone singing, Nikita? He rolled to the side and got a face full of dark sweet smelling hair for his effort. He pushed himself up, Nikita was lying in the bed next to him. It was even more startling to feel that he was naked. Even living alone he would keep boxers on while he slept.

"You are awake" she said softly.

"If you are in here, who is out there singing?" he asked. His eyes darted to the clock, 1:36 pm. "Is it still Saturday?"

"Her name is Ducici, she is a dryad of my acquaintance. You are a heavy man when you are unconscious I needed help carrying you in here, as well as getting you out of the dreadfully tight cloths." She said, "You have slept for only 7 hours, the day is the same."

"Dryad? Maiden of the wood, right?" He asked as he fell back into his pillows. "Aren't they bound to an oak tree or something?"

"Yes, she lives in the one just outside your window." She said.

"Hmm. I thought that was an elm." He said. "So I fell asleep in the car, how did you know where I lived? Why didn't you just wake me and tell me I was home."

"We tried waking you. That didn't work, so we carried you. I have known where you dwelled for some time now. I would not have offered you a commission if I hadn't checked up on you, even with your fathers' recommendation." She said. "Tattoos are forever. And in my case that would be fact. Immortals must take great care least we carry scars the same way. You should bath and eat."

"Nikita, when the artist wakes... Oh, hello Estephan." Ducici chimed as she walked into the room. "Sir, your cupboards are quite bare. How am I to prepare food if there is nothing here?"

"What at you talking about? I did my shopping day before yesterday." He said as he hauled himself out of bed and crossed the room. Turning in the hall, it was only four steps to the kitchen. Boxes and cans littered the countertops. Most of the draws looked as thou they had not been unrifled either.

"Where do you keep your meats and cheeses'? Does this house have a pantry somewhere else?" Ducici asked innocently. "Am I missing something? And what creature have you in the growling box?"

"Growling?" He asked as he stepped and opened the refrigerator. "I have plenty of food. See." He said to the dryad who only timidly peeked into the kitchen from the hall.

Nikita walked past the dryad. "She has just awakened and is not as familiar modern practices. If you have books on the subject..."

"I don't have any cook books, I am a guy. Meat, fire, and microwave. Not a whole lot to it." He said.

"You are surely a man, sir." Ducici said huskily. Her eyes glittered as they played their way down his body. Nikita raised an eyebrow and put on a half grin as well.

He released the fridge door, letting it fall closed as he realized in his haste he was still naked. He grabbed a random box from the counter to cover himself. He could feel the heat in his skin rise as he blushed head to toe. He darted past both of the women and scooted into the bathroom. Closing the door he locked himself in.

Tossing the cake mix aside he looked at himself in the mirror. "Ok this is getting weird. How... What am I going to do? A dryad trying to cook and a nike wanting tattoos." Shaking his head, "Shower, just get in and try to keep it together."

Knock, knock.

"What! I just need a little time alone." He called.


Inkwell Ch. 02



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy.

Estephan stretched. He wasn't sure what time it was but it was early yet. The light coming in thru the window was dim. He leaned up and found Galenee standing at the foot of his bed. She was an amazon compared to the rest of the mythic beauties that Nikita had called to her. Galenee was a Sylph, he wasn't entirely sure what that meant but she was an Elemental of the air.

"How long have you been watching Galenee?" he asked.

"Not long, I could feel you returning from your sleep. Does it bother you?" She asked.

"I can't say it does when I don't know your there until I am awake. Why are you here? I would have figured Lyrusi or Yerni would have been in my bed trying to suck start me."

"Nikita wouldn't let them. Apparently you have a rule?" She said.

"I suppose I do. Do you have a problem with that?" He asked.

"Yes." She said.

He looked at her somewhat confused by her answer. How could she have a problem with him wanting to know what she would impart him with as a gift? That her gift might not be something he would be able to understand or he might inadvertently hurt someone with. Or change him in some drastic fashion he wouldn't be able to explain to people that new him, like his mother. He was having a hard enough time thinking about how he was going to explain his enhanced physique to her to begin with.

"Well I apologize. I am very grateful that I am worthy of such gifts. I am also very afraid that your gift could change me in a way I wouldn't understand, or be able to explain. I said it to the others as a joke. About getting horns if Yerni wanted to make me hornier."

She giggled and cracked a smile.

"I won't take a gift if it night hurt people. Not that I am telling any of you what part of yourselves to share with me, just know that if I don't know if I can handle your gift, it is that I am untrusting of myself with it. Not that I am untrusting of your ability or affection in giving it."

"Then you are not setting terms on what you want from any of us?" She asked.

"No, you don't tell someone what you want as a gift."

"Would you take me?" She asked. "Throw me down and have your way with me?"

"That would depend, are you asking me to, or worried I would?" He asked.

"Look at me, I am expected to be the aggressive type, it's my nature." She said.

"I don't see it. TO me you look as aggressive as a summer breeze. You want me to 'take you', I am more than willing. I know I wouldn't break you getting in a good tussle in the sack with you." He said.

"I ... one second." She turned to walk out of his bedroom only to come face to face with Nikita.

"I think you have your answer, Galenee. His is willing, what would you offer as a gift?" Nikita asked.

Galenee leaned to Nikita and whispered in her ear. Nikita nodded and looked at him affectionately.

"She would grant you empathy. I think you would be greatly rewarded in accepting this gift." She said.

"Then I willing accept your gift and will 'take you' most enjoyable." He said with a playful grin.

Nikita didn't give her much of a chance to react. She bodily shoved the sylph on to the bed, into his ready clutches. Grabbing her right wrist so that when she hit the bed her arm would be pinned under her. He wasted little time in shoving his hand into the front of her skirt-dress. Gathering her hair in his other hand and leaning over her bodily, he had her pinned to the bed.

"Make the clothes disappear." He hissed in her ear.

"Yes." She moaned.

Tugging at her hair lightly, "Yes what?" He asked as he bit down gently on her earlobe.

"Yes, Lord." She replied trembling and her clothes vanished.

"mmm. Good girl. You just relax and let me have you. Any struggling and I might have to get ruff." He said as his massaged her labia but only teasingly.

"Yes, Lord" she hissed in pleasure.

He worked her pussy into a sopping pool before flicking his finger over her aching clit. Her body went ridged and she let a throaty groan escape her clenched teeth. He circled her clit a few time and finger spanked it again. She bucked against him, nectars flowing steadily from her hot blossom. She whimpered and squirmed but didn't fight, just begged with her body.

He rolled her face down on to the bed and straddled her legs. He pushed the cheeks of her ass apart until her labia could be seen puckered in the cradle of legs. He lined his hard --on with the wet slit and shoved it deep. Her back arched as she squirmed to get even more of him in her clenching throbbing depths.

He groped and kneaded her gorgeous ass as he set a slow deep pace. As her inner muscles relaxed for a release, he'd slap her ass and increase his pace. After the third slap he could hold back no more. He leaned forward on his arms and started pounding in to her like a machine. She gushed and moaned as orgasm after orgasm ripped thru her trapped body. Her legs shook and she clawed the covers and pillows like an animal.

As he approached his own climax, he pulled out of her and flipped her over. Grabbing a hand full of her hair he looked into her eyes. He pumped his cock a few times and shot his load all over her heaving breasts and stomach. She melted into an orgasmic puddle.

"You've been taken." He said huskily. Then pushed her back onto the bed to wriggle in her orgasm and moved to get out of the bed.

"Thank you, Lord." She breathed.

He realized he could feel her satisfaction. It amazed him. There were other feelings to want, need, lust, and amazement. His head turned towards the source of these feelings and Nikita was standing in the same place she had been when she shoved Galenee into the bed with him. Looking into her eyes her body quivered and she had a little orgasm from just meeting his gaze.

"You want something like that yourself?" He asked Nikita.

"How did you do that?" She asked in astonishment.

"Just gave her what she wanted, and how she wanted it." He said. "Females, it would seem, have similar needs to sexual fulfillment, regardless of species."

"But I have never heard of a sylph whimper. They are such proud beings." She said.

"Even proud needs a good hold-em down fucking now and then." He said with a smile and headed for the bathroom to shower.

Remembering to grab a towel from the linen closet he stepped into the bathroom. He wasn't surprised that the Lyrusi was lounging in the empty tub. She was idly rubbing her pussy and gently fondling her pert nipples. Her day dream was not all affected by this coming in. He tossed the towel onto the closed seat of the toilet.

Her eyes flew open when he turned on the sink to brush his teeth. She turned pink all over but didn't stop playing with herself. He grunted at her. She got the hint, she wanted to be watched and he let her know that he knew it. It goes without saying he wanted her to give him a better show thou.

He set to brushing his teeth. She repositioned herself so he could watch her in the mirror. She pushed two fingers deeply into her glistening honey pot. He nodded 'yes' and continued brushing. She brushed the fingers of her other hand back and forth over her clit, she paced the rhythm on how he brushed. He took the brush out of his mouth for a moment to smile at that.

He brushed his teeth like they were on fire. Once he rinsed he turned and looked her in the eyes and said "Now cum for my you little tease." She eyes opened wide as her orgasm gush out of her. She trembled uncontrollable. He leaned towards her and pinched her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

"Cum again and I will taste it for you." He said huskily.

She moaned and came so hard she was on the verge of blacking out. He tweaked her nipples aggressively enough to keep her eyes on him. He leaned down and picked her up out of the tub, carried her into his bed laid her down and as promised licked the lips of her labia to taste her orgasm. She orgasmed again, only this time he let her black out. Galenee smiled at him with a glazed euphoric expression. His shower went on uneventfully after that.

"When am I going to get some attention?" Yerni whined. "Don't you want me? You said you did. So why are you not giving me any hot man goo?"

"Because I want you to be ready." He said.

"I'm so ready now I could fuck you in half!" She said.

"I think that is what he is talking about." Ducici whispered from the side.

"That is it exactly. If I told you I was going to give you 1 on 1 hot sweet lovin' this evening, would you calm down about trying to rape my all day." He asked.

"You are playing around? You mean it?" Yerni asked.

"He made Galenee whimper in pleasure." Nikita said. "And Lyrusi cum by just telling her to."

"Are you sure you are a mortal?" Ducici asked whimsically.

"Nope, I am a demigod of pleasure for my Nike and her entourage of mythic beauties."

"Don't joke about that! You might piss someone off." Nikita yelped.

His smile faded and he thought about that, she was right. They were from the higher realms, they probably knew demigods. He was just a monkey ....

"Ok, I am a self-trained pleasure monkey!" He corrected.

Nikita sighed and joined as all of the women giggled. Ducici had picked up quickly on how to get things done in the kitchen. He had a plate with bacon and eggs waiting for him. Toast sat waiting to be buttered. It wasn't till she leaned in to fill his coffee cup that he realized the only thing she was wearing was a 'kiss the cook' apron. He watched her hungrily as he ate every bite she had fixed for him.

"So how does the schedule look for today? I have Mr. Johnson coming in for a temp and Cindy Petrajes with her father possibly. Is there anything else?"

"Me, I get time today, right?" Yerni asked.

"Yes, but you are pleasure, the schedule is for work. I would hardly think pleasuring you is going to be work. It is going to be an erotic exploration of your sexy body." He said warmly as he grabbed Ducici and pulled her in front of him, between the table and his chair.

"I am ready for a little desert Ms. Cook." He said as he lifted her and sat her on the table in front of him. Pushing the apron up and urging Ducici to lean back some, he started making out with her labia. He held her legs high and wide. So she couldn't lean forward. He kissed, licked, and Frenched his way up and down her slit a dozen times before zeroing in on her clitoris. When he did, her breathing was coming in panting shallow breaths. He suckled her clitoris till her body fell back on the table and she bucked.

"You have a few hours before you need to be in the parlor." Nikita said.

"We'll head over there after breakfast. Could you and Yerni get the caddy and trunk in the truck?"

Yerni was up and had the caddy gathered up in a flash. He flipped the towel he was wearing out of the way, picked Ducici up off the table and slammed her down on his towering penis. This time she sank to the hilt. Nikita shuddered and nodded as she left the table. He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her cleavage. As he bounced her slowly he caressed her ass and would delve in the tickle her sides of her labia from the back.

She was moaning and gasping a symphony. Slicking up his finger in her flowing juices, he starting painting little circles over her anal pucker. She went tease the first time after three or four passes she was rolling her hips to get more sensation from his ministering. He greased his finger in her juices and held it at her back door. He didn't push; he let her draw him in. She pushed back letting a little of his finger push into her. Half a dozen strokes and his finger was deeply into her ass.

She was riding his cock as he finger fucked her ass. When she came, her ass clamped down on his finger, her legs went ridged, and a flood of orgasms drowned his cock. He lifted her off of him and laid her on the table.

"Thank you for breakfast." He said before placing a tender kiss on her quivering thigh.

He dressed quickly, and was out the door with Nikita and Yerni before any of the others had recovered from there orgasms'. He door to the parlor. Yerni watched him like he was going to explore. Nikita looked out the window at the houses and shops. More than once she seems to try to make note of a shop. He pulled into the parking lot to a gathering of clapping hands. Mr. Johnson, Cindy, her father as well as his mother and a dozen others from other shops to the strip mall. It was only 10 minutes after 9. He had it posted clearly that he would open at 10 o'clock Mon-Fri. It hadn't stopped anyone from wanting to welcome the new shop to their strip. And when he thought about it, his mother probably got here before the sun came up, with breakfast and coffee.

"Well hello everyone, I would have gotten here a lot sooner if I knew there was going to be a party!" He called out of the SUV.

A few laughs sounded from the crowd. He stepped out of the SUV and walked to his mother to give her a hug. A wave to Mr. Petrajes. Johnson, who brought his wife with him, he also waved to. Cindy danced from foot to foot with a big smile, like a kid going to the circus. He checked to see where Nikita and Yerni were. Yerni was talking to the girl from the flower boutique at the end of the strip mall. Nikita was waiting by the truck with the back open. He remembered his cart and dads' trunk were still in the back.

"Ok everyone. We need to get things set up inside. So if you could give us about fifteen minutes I'll open the doors and we can start this shin-dig." He called.

Yerni had borrowed a hand-trunk from the florist. It made moving things a lot easier. And true to his word He opened the doors fifteen minutes later to let everyone in. People talked and mingled Nikita set herself at the desk and answered questions. Yerni took appointments for potential clients. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson he greeted and walked into the back.

"Hello Mrs. Johnson, so your husband told you what he wanted to do?" Estephan asked.

"Yes, he can't keep secrets from me?" She said slyly.

"She can be very insistent when she wants to be." Mr. Johnson agreed.

"I see well secrets are sometimes best left that way. Otherwise how will you ever get a surprise?" Estephan said. "But to each their own. Did you bring a copy of her foot print?"

"Here you go." She said handing it to him.

He looked it over as he walked out to the copy machine in the office. He made four copies of the copy each a slightly different size. The original was so small you might not have known it was a foot print. He had a thought, he pulled a black marker out and drew a vague scroll shape around the footprint they copied it in negative. He took them all back into the other room.

"Your daughter had such tiny feet. How old is she now if I might ask?" Estephan said.

"She is five, and in kinder garden." She beamed.

"Ok, sir, shirt off. Let's check out where you want this and how you want it placed." He said.

Mr. Johnson took off the shirt and set it to the side. As with most men he had chest hair. Estephan put on latex gloves and did a bleed test near where Mr. Johnson wanted the tattoo. It went by kind of quickly after that and within the span of half an hour he had his little girls foot print Temp tattooed on his chest.

He held a mirror for Mr. Johnson to look it over; his wife absolutely squirmed in her seat. He gave them a list of things to do to prep for getting a real tattoo, shaving and ointments for after. They paid and darted out of the parlor. Their car however didn't drive off for about twenty minutes. 'Guess I know how she got the secret out of him.' He thought.

Cindy wondered over to him, "Is it ok if I bring my Dad in with me?" She asked.

"If it makes you feel more comfortable bring whoever you like. Just only one guest in the room with you thou, no family meetings." He said with a touch of humor.

"He didn't threaten you last night did he?" She asked quietly under her breath.

"Of course he did! He was watching out for his daughter, and making sure I wasn't some sicko pervert. Which I am not regardless of what my fat cunt of a property manager says." He said loudly. "If you can't take my word for it, ask my Mom." Pointing her out for everyone to see.

He got a few laughs about that and a stern look from his mother. Looking around the parlor the rest of the ladies managed to get here somehow. It didn't surprise him. He leaned closer to Cindy,

"You wouldn't happen to know any good apartment complexes in the local area would you? You're in collage round these parts? So where do all the beautiful people stay?" He asked.

"I don't know I live in the dorms. My dad owns a few places."

"Really he didn't mention that, he did however tell me he was a PHD." He said. Looking at her with a bit of fear in his eye. "Purveyor of Human Destruction, to any one that hurt his daughter."

"HE didn't. That joke is so bad. He wants me to run some apartment complex. He owns three."

"He does, so why isn't he getting you the tattoos if he's so well off?" He asked.

"He refused to get me tattoos, said I was too young, then in the same breath tells me I need to start showing some responsibility and take over a complex. He is so confusing. Now he's here cause you did these," holding her arms out, "And my cousin drove thru your car. Bet it was my Aunt's fault."

"Wait your cousin destroyed my car? How did you know about that?"

"Dad. He said you lived in the apartment complex he wants me to run and that Lana run over your car while Aunt Katy was trying to teach her to drive." She said.

"You could run the apartment complex I live in? Well why don't you? The place needs someone who isn't a busy body or self-centered bitch. I mean, my neighbor has been asking to get the hand rail on her balcony fixed for five months."

"Is she really that bad?" she asked.

"She called me a pimp and my friends' hooker-sluts. What do you think?" He

She just looked at him and said nothing. Her father took that as a chance to join in on the conversation.

"SO what exactly is this body mapping you are trying to talk my daughter into? If you are so innocent, explain it to me." Petrajes said.

"Just what is sounds like, we are going to map and make copies of her scars, so I have a road map to work from. Otherwise I would have to work on her directly, which would take too much time away from her studies, and my other clients." He said.

"Copies? How?" She asked confused.

"Coal rubbing, like they use on old tombstones. It won't take long at all. If you don't want me to do it I am sure one of my assistants would do it instead." He said, "But I do really need to have it, to make sure all of the tattoo work blends the scars away, and that it doesn't cross over any of the 'no zones'."

"No zones?" her father asked.

"Parts of the body that are very hard or potentially dangerous, like over the spine."

"I have seen full back tattoos." He said, she nodded in agreement.

"I can guarantee that they did them in stages and painfully slowly. No part of the body can't be tattooed. It is a matter of care in having it done and time you are willing to commit."

Both of them looked at him with shocked expressions. Nikita came over with drinks for him and his clients. He was thankful for the break into the conversation. He noticed the Jennelle was skirting the edge of the room trying to look like she wasn't leering at him. Galenee was stalking the young women with comedic ease. Really a 5 foot something little teller being followed in the lobby by a 6 foot tall amazon goddess. The only person in the room not to notice was Jennelle.




Inkwell Ch. 02



"Is the room about cleaned up?" He asked Nikita.

She nodded and pointed at the back where Lyrusi was just coming out. Lyrusi waved and held up five fingers to show how many more minutes till the floor was dry. He sighed. He up ended his glass and set it on the counter.

"Ducici will show you to the back once the floor is dry. I will be back there shortly thereafter, if you will excuse me." He said and took a step in the direction of Jennelle. Galenee nodded and turned to talk to someone else.

"Jennelle, I have looked over the copy you gave me. I can't honestly say I know what to do with a tattoo like that. I would have to see the real one to give you a real answer of what I could do with it. Something about the tattoo isn't right, and I can't put my finger on what is wrong, other than it is not attractive."

"I... um... I don't know if I can talk her into showing it to you." She said in a startled tone.

"So it is not your tattoo?" He asked.

"No, it's my wife's." She said blushing beet red.

"And you want to do this for her to make her feel better?" He asked.

"I want her to sleep at night and not wake in terror." She said.

"That isn't something fixing a tattoo can accomplish. Why not look into counseling?" He suggested.

"The therapist is the one that gave me the suggestion."

"Well, how long were you planning on being here? I am going to be in the back for no less than an hour. Perhaps you should talk with one of my assistants, and see if there is something we can do to entice her into coming in." He said.

"Um, ok." She said.

He nodded at Galenee and headed for the back. He tapped on the door before stepping in to the clean room. Cindy stood in the middle of the room only wearing her panties, Ducici topless in front of her. Her father wasn't in the room at all. He hadn't seen him in the lobby.

"So are we ready to proceed?"

"Yes, sir we are." Ducici replied.

"Where did your father go? I thought he was here to defend your honor, as it were." He asked.

"I told him I wanted to manage the apartment complex. And I would start next Monday. He got a phone call and had to run." She said. "I am sure it was from mom trying to give me space. Dad can be such an over bearing twerp."

"Your family, I have no opinion." He said.

It took a little over an hour to coal rub and trace map her scars. Cindy giggled a few times, and would have probably blushed as well if not for Ducici. It took all of their hands to hold the paper in place and coal rub, a few of those would have been less than innocent if not held by another female. Mostly due to the need to hold a sheet inside her legs to map the two long vertical scars on her left leg.

"I wouldn't usually ask but can I photograph you?" He asked.

"You want to take pictures of me?" She asked as the reason he asked crossed her mind. "Like before and after right?"

"Was, but more like before, stage one, stage two kind of photos. And yes you would have to sign a release form but I would keep your face and privet parts out of any photos, while taking them or cropping them out after. Unless you don't mind, the choice would always be yours."

"I will sign a release; you want them for a folio?" She asked.

"And an advertising brochure. To after care clinics for others to see that more surgery isn't the only option to a scar or burn. You would be living proof." He said.

"I would have a say it what got used?" She asked.

"Yes. Once a tattoo is on your skin I as the artist have no say of any kind over what happens to it, unlike other artists." He said.

"Ok." She said as she nodded.

"Ducici will help you get cleaned up. I have a couple of other people out front to see." He said. Looking at Ducici, "I will let Lyrusi know to come in and help."

He stepped from the room and straight into the office. He laid the rubbing maps out on one of the drafting tables only the far wall. Cindy had 64 scars, one for a bicycle when she was 9, the rest from being caught in a mudslide when was 14.

These were going to take some creative planning. Most were not all that noticeable, the dozen that were made themselves very apparent. Her arms were somewhat of a maze, and could easily find a beautiful lay-out on them. The left side of her back would be easily incorporate into the same style as anything done on her arms. The scars on her legs were much worse. Some jagged, while other were not much more than pitched little folds, and the two long vertical one from just under the curve of her ass cheek to three inches above the back side of her knee. Vine tattooing was going to do little to hide scars of that length. He would have to find something else to work with them, and still have it look like it belonged in the art of the rest of her tattoo.

Nikita walked into the office Yerni in tow. Both of them sat on the short bench to the side of the door. Yerni looked like she was ready to come apart at the seams. Nikita just shook her head and held a note pad to him. He took it from her with a raised eyebrow. It was a list of shops, the ones she had been looking at on their way over.

"So how long are we going to have before you want to go back to the apartment?" Nikita asked.

"When am I going to get my hot lovin'?" Yerni asked.

"6 o'clock." He said.

"Which one of us is that an answer for?" Nikita asked.

"Yes." He said with a grin at the implied humor.

"Alright 6 o'clock. I hope you know what you're doing." Nikita asked.

They got up and left the office. Lyrusi came in less than a minute after they left.

"There are four people out here that want tattoos. What should I be telling them?" She asked.

"I'm on my way out. Did you help Ducici and Cindy with pictures? Is the room cleaned?" He asked.

"Yes and yes." She answered turning slightly pink as she did.

"I guess I will find out won't I." he said.

She just nodded. He stepped out of the office and started his dream job. The day went by and tattoos got inked. He didn't even notice that it was already past 6. He put gauss over the last tattoo. The guy was beaming like Christmas morning, not a common look for a metal head. He stepped out and looked at Yerni, she was so ready for it he could smell her. He beckoned her with his finger and pointed at the office.

She crossed the room in three steps and was naked only two steps into the office. He shook his head but followed her into the office. Nikita stepped in before he was able to close the door. It wasn't like she hadn't watched him this morning. She reached over and grabbed Yerni by one of her horns.

"What do you think you're doing?" Nikita scolded.

"Getting my hot lovin, like he said." She answered.

"Not in here you're not. This place needs to stay clean. As well as not reek of your rutting musk's."

"Put your cloths back on, I will pet your horns in the back seat all the way home." Estephan said coyly.

She snapped her cloths back on and was trying to pull her horn free of Nikita grasp in a flash. Niki let go and opened the door to her. Once she had left, she closed it so that she and Estephan were the only ones in the room.

"You know we are not suitable mates right?" She asked worriedly.

"I am very well aware that you are not mates, and that relationships with any of you is going to be short lived and mostly about the sex. I figured that one out. I am 26; I haven't had many female relationships. I am living every guy's fantasy, right." He said. "You weren't this worried about this yesterday, what's changed?"

"You have. Thou we are to blame. We changed you." She said.

"No you haven't. You only thought you knew me. Am I still a good person? Is what I am doing with any of you hurting anyone? See you say you have watched me. This is what I have worked so hard for." Gesturing around the room. "I am a driven and intelligent person. I studied and learned as much as I could. I will settle down and have a family. Not tomorrow, maybe next year, for now I am going to revel in my accomplishments and good fortune. Care to be part of my celebration?"

"But you have tamed a hind, made a sylph whimper, and have a dryad taking dirty pictures with the nymph for a young woman that you will be tattooing intimately." She said.

"I didn't ask them to do that. I knew Lyrusi was acting a little too coy earlier." He said.

"You didn't tell them to...." Her words trailed off. "I apologize, Estephan. I will endeavor to keep a better eye on my mythical companions' behavior."

"See this is what I was asking you about before I touched any of you. Was this going to be a problem? Rules are going to be set. And if they can't fellow them... You know what I am going to have to do."

He stood up and walked past her out of the office. She followed head bowed.

"Ducici! Can I have a word with you?" He called.

"What about me?" Yerni whimpered.

"Oh, you better be twice as ready now missy hot thing." He said as Ducici looked at him wide eye as she came into the office. "Where are the pictures you took of Cindy Petrajes?"

"Locked in the cabinet, in the clean room. Do you want me to get the camera?" Ducici asked.

"Yes if you would please." He said turned to look at Yerni. "You wanna warm up?"

"You bet I do." She said bounding back into the office.

"You want a taste of me? Cause Nikita is right, your cloths stay on and so do mine, but if you need a taste that bad, and promise not to waste any..." He said her eyes glittered with fire and lust.

"Here you go I used a little creativity in the poses, but for what you wanted they should be beautiful." Ducici said with a blushing grin.

He turned on the camera and walked over to his chair, Yerni followed. As he sat down the camera screen lite up and his fly came down. Yerni fished his cock out of his pants and started making love to it orally. The first four pictures were tame, bland, and well normal. After that Ducici was in the pic with Cindy. Holding her in position, using her hand to block Cindy's face from the picture. He was amazed, these weren't pornographic. These were tasteful, erotic, and sensual. Truly artistic.

None of the pictures showed nipples, much less nude snatches. He handed the camera to Nikita. She had seen most of them over his shoulder. Ducici cradled her hands over each other and swayed slightly with an innocent smile and softly batting her eyelids. He came into Yerni's mouth in deep fulfilling bursts. His whole body felt relaxed and content. She gulped and slurped ever drop.

He reached down and grabbed her horns, "When we get back to the apartment, I am going to throw you over the table and fuck you till you can't walk."

He knew she had an orgasm from that comment. She grinned with a glossy eyed expression as she tucked his still haft erect dick back into his pants. Nikita pulled a folio from under a drafting table and gathered all of Cindy's' body maps into it. They all gathered up and left the parlor together. He locked the door.

"You did $450 dollars in business today. Is that good?" Lyrusi asked.

"Yes it is good. I only need to do that about 215 more times before I have everything paid off." He said climbing into the back seat of the SUV.

"You still owe on some of your equipment?" Nikita asked.

"No, on the loan I took to buy it. It wouldn't have been so bad if I had better collateral. But I don't own anything valuable enough. So I got a business loan with an interest rate that is higher than it needed to be. I wasn't about to pass it up because of that thou. Can we talk about something else?" He said as Yerni snuggled up next to him, cooing in his ear.

"Can I seduce one of your clients?" Galenee asked out of the blue.

"What?" Estephan asked. Lyrusi giggled and Ducici just grinned from the passenger seat. "Are you talking about that little hottie you were stalking around the lobby, cause she's married."

"And that would be a problem why?" Galenee asked as Nikita looked at him questioningly in the rearview mirror. "She is married to the girl with the fucked up tattoo. She is blinded to the fact that the woman is using her and doesn't love her in return."

"I can feel that you are telling the truth. I am not going to tell you what you can and can't do, but in this case, take it slow. Let's see this other woman before we pass judgment. The mortal realm is not as black and white."

Ducici looked at Nikita and hissed "He's the youngest one here and sounds like one of the elders."

"Yeah, and it makes me horny just listening to him." Lyrusi sighed batting her eyes at him.

He felt a little 'on display' the rest of the trip back to the apartment. Of course once back to the apartment, cloths vanished just as quickly after the door closed. He pulled Yerni over to the table, laid her over it and shoved his aching hard-on into her smoldering depths. Lyrusi giggled and at Ducici's arm then pointed at the other end of the table. He could feel her mischief. Ducici nodded and they scooted across the room.

He wasn't in a hurry and had a steady rhythm going. When the other women got to the table, they each grabbed one of her arms. Yerni's eyes went wide for a moment then she moaned. A haunting passionate sound that quickened his pulse.

"Now fuck her like the slut she thinks she is. Pound the pussy!" Lyrusi said.

"And don't stop until you've emptied yourself in her." Ducici added.

He started pounding into the hind, holding her legs together against his chest. The sound of his thighs spanking her tight ass rang thru the apartment. Yerni came hard, but Lyrusi and Ducici held her. Her body arched and she moaned in a litany. He felt like he could do this for hours. He was distracted when hot hands caressed down his back. Galenee stepped to his back and pressed her powerful body to his.

He was surrounded by goddesses. He could feel all of them wanting to be Yerni. Even Nikita, who had not joined the social christening of the hind. Galenee wrapped her arms around him and caressed his pecks, while she caressed his ass with her upper thighs. Lyrusi and Ducici had leaned forward and started sucking the hind's horns. Yerni came over and over, her juices flowing in rivulets down his legs.

"You want to cum in her hot pussy, don't you?" Galenee whispered in his ear. "You want to empty your manly goo deep in her, see her lull into contented bliss."

She purred and caressed herself over the back of his body. His body tingled and could feel his orgasm building. His calves burned. Sweat rolled down his body. He felt the tensing swell of his cock and blasted Yerni's throbbing cunt. He gushed for what felt like hours. So much so is was flowing out of Yerni in a pulsing stream.

"How does that virility taste Master Estephan?" Nikita purred into his ear before turning his head and kissing him passionately.

His body went ridged and he grunted as a second wave of powerful orgasm pumped more hot cum into the gushing hinds' pussy. His legs went numb; Galenee caught most of his weight and kept him upright. She moved him a half step back, causing his cock to slide from the hind. Nikita reached in and grabbed it. Looking in his eyes she started pulling it with her cool hands, unrelenting in the tongue sucking kisses. Estephan started shaking, his balls boiled, and his cock ached.

He felt something hot tapping the head of his cock. He tilted his head to see Lyrusi and Ducici cheek to cheek with their tongues out. Nikita squeezed him hard and moaned. Galenee purred in his ear. A third wave of orgasm hit him. Cum jetting from him into their eager mouths.

"Master is the man!" Galenee whisper in his ear.

Nikita broke the kiss and looked into his eyes, "All hale Master."

He woke up early; three of them were in the bed with him. Lyrusi, Ducici, and Galenee. He was pinned and could exactly move. He didn't really want to but his bladder had other plans. It took effort to make it out of the bed, and after doing so he dashed to the bathroom before he pissed himself.

"Good morning, Master Estephan. I think you broke Yerni last night." Nikita said with a smirk.

"Broke her, I didn't hurt her did I?" he asked.

"No, you didn't hurt her, physically. Thou if you walked into the table and told her to cum, I think she would." She said.

"She's still on the table?"

"The others didn't leave the bad after we put you in. They wanted to keep you warm. I tried to help her off the table but she is still quivering and moaning. I think you are going to have no one to blame but yourself when they start following you around like horny pets." She said.

"It isn't my entire fault. I didn't know I could cum that much." He said.

"Yerni gifted you with stamina and virility. With all of your other gifts, I guess you are going to need more tending to stay in shape. I can go for some of that." She said.

"What's on the calendar for today?"

"Just work, Galenee wants to knock on Jennelle's door."

He started water for a shower, "What is all about? I would invite you in but your tattoo would be washed off. The way things are going, I might have to pull an all-nighter to get it on you permanent."

"We can work on that, for now I have to leave you for a few days. The others don't have to go with me if you can keep them here." She said.

"You have work to do. I understand." He said. "It's only a few days."

"You are going to have to drive, none of the others can." She said.

"You mean you are leaving now?" He asked.

"Yes. I have a schedule to follow on this one, and my first appearance is in three hours." She said.

"Be safe, I will work on your tattoo and try having it ready to go on when you get back." He said.

"Don't let them get to demanding with you. Remember you are in charge. See you in a few days." She said as she faded out.

"Did you tell the others you were going?" He asked.

He didn't get an answer. He started washing and as he leaned his head back to finish rinsing the shampoo from his hair a hot set of lips wrapped themselves over the head of his cock. He quickly looked down to see who had joined him. His eyes locked with a pair of all black orbs. Her hair was the same liquid black, her horn nubs were crimson, and small leathery wings sprouted from the middle of her shoulder blades.

"Who are you and why are you sucking me?" He asked.

"Shesin, I wanted to make a good first impression. Was that wrong?" she said and clamped her lips over more of his twitching staff.

"You are a?" He asked.

"A succubus." She answered.

Before she could get her lips wrapped around more of his cock he grabbed it with his hand and stepped from the shower. He looked at the door; she didn't rise, but crawled from the tub to follow him. His mind raced, one of the four hot mythic women were what he was accepting to find when he looked down, not a lust demoness.

"And what are you here for?" He asked as he grabbed his towel.

"I'm a gift." She said with sad eyes, "Am I not good enough?"

"That would depend on the senders' motives. I am most pleased by your sexy greeting; you are a very sexy and beautiful gift. Who sent you to me?"

"Styx. She said to be naughty good." Shesin purred.

He grabbed the door knob and skittered for the bed room. Once in he darted for the far side of the bed. Galenee lifted her head and smiled. It faded quickly as the succubus starting crawling over the bed towards Estephan. She grabbed Shesin and dragged her bodily into the middle of the group in the bed. Ducici yelped. Lyrusi hissed but grabbed the succubus as well. Shesin went limp and didn't try to struggle as the women in the bed held her down.

"What are you doing here, seductress?" Galenee asked.

"I was sent by Styx as a gift to the artisan. I was told to be naughty good. He said I was sexy." Shesin said.

"Why would Styx send you?" Lyrusi asked.

"So he would be tended while the Nike was away. You are tending him? I am not needed?" Shesin whimpered.




Inkwell Ch. 02



"Who is Styx?" He asked. Ducici looked confused as well.

"She is the gate keeper of the Messengers." Shesin said. "One must be here to hold her place when she travels back to name her tools."

"Nikita went back to check in and you are her stand in?" Lyrusi asked.

"I tend to her artisan while she is in the High realm, yes." Shesin said.

"You are bound?" Galenee asked.

"I am trained by my messenger. She holds my essence. Is this what bound means?" Shesin asked.

"Nikita trained you?" Estephan asked. Shesin nodded.

"Did she say anything to you this morning?" Galenee asked Estephan.

"Just that she was going to be gone for a few days. She said she was on a schedule for this one and that her first appearance was in three hours. She didn't mention a succubus." He said.

Ding dong, Knock knock knock knock ding dong, knock knock.

Everyone's eyes went towards the bedroom door. Estephan looked at the women in his bed and cringed. If it was his mother, there would be no explaining this one away. He crossed the room and stepped out the door.

Knock Knock. "Come on, open up." A feminine voice said from the other side of the door.

He panicked. He looked into the kitchen Yerni was still on the table. He panicked again because Yerni was still on the table buck naked face down with her ass in the air. He stepped to the door and looked thru the peep hole. Cindy Petrajes stood there looking afraid. She kept looking back as if watching something.

He opened the door a crack. "Cindy? It's early. What's the problem?" He asked.

"There is a guy following me. His sat outside my place all night. I called the police on him but they didn't seem to think it was a big deal. Would you let me in? You were the only person I could think of that was close. My car has a flat. I think the guy did it. I tried calling my dad but all I got was voicemail. Let me in please."

He stepped back and let her in. He was blushing before she even made it over the threshold. She darted in past him and ran for the living room. Once there she curled up in the arm chair and pulled her knees to her chest. She was about to say something but her mouth dropped open when she saw Yerni lying on his table. She shut her mouth and tried not to stare.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt." She said shyly.

"Don't mind her. She's just not used to being fucked by a real man." Lyrusi said as she wondered in to the room wearing nothing. Cindy went wide eyed.

"That's hardly the right way to speak in front of a guest." Ducici said, "I will start making breakfast, Master." Then walked into the kitchen wearing only the "Kiss the Cook" apron. "Wake up! Fuck slut. Clean the table."

Cindy started to squirm where she sat. She had seen these women in his parlor. I had not accrued to her that they all lived with him. Of course there was the needing a bigger place thing dad told her about. She felt dirty about knowing this about him. He was a nice guy, good -- sexy looking, and polite. How could he have so many women?

Who was she kidding; she wanted to be one of them. "Um...do all of you live here?" She asked.

"We're just visiting." Galenee said. She had the succubus by the arm.

Cindy fainted seeing the creature. He shook his head. Want was he going to tell he soon to be new landlord. His wasn't just stepping out of the shower at a bad time. This was a harem of nude women. He looked around the room. All of them were going about their morning. Yerni had got off the table and was cleaning it. Ducici was cooking breakfast. Lyrusi was putting the dishes in of the dishwasher away. Galenee walked the succubus over and sat her down on the love seat sitting down next to her.

"I don't suppose anyone has a way of explaining this to her." Pointing at Cindy as he spoke.

"I don't think that is going to be much of an issue." Galenee said. "If she can see the horns then she has been touched by the higher realm."

"Right, no one see's them that aren't allowed to." He said.

"Come over and eat." Ducici said.

He walked over and sat down. "Shesin you were sent, told to be naughty-good. Was there any other instructions that you were to follow while you are here?"

"Take care of the artisan's needs. That was it. I do what you say, Master." She grinned with glittery eyes.

"What the hell is she?!?" Cindy exclaimed.

"Oh shit. Um...Cindy you are going to have to calm down and I will explain." He said.

"Explain the bitch has wings, horns, and a tail. How are you going to explain?" Cindy said.

"What's wrong with horns? He likes mine." Yerni blurted.

Cindy turned and looked at Yerni, her eyes widened in disbelief. Ducici kneeled down next to Cindy and took one of the girls' hands. She looked into her eyes.

"Do you still trust me?" Ducici asked. Galenee readied herself; the succubus was smiling a little too intently.

"I... still trust you." Cindy said.

The succubus sprang for Estephan. She didn't reach him, Galenee blindsided her mid pounce. Shesin wouldn't have gotten him anyway; he stepped quickly across and grabbed Cindy in a choke hold. Ducici jumped at his aggression. She twisted and hissed. Her form shifted as his hold on her threatened to rob her of conciseness.

"Banshee." Lyrusi spat.

"YOU can stop struggling or I will ship you back to the higher realm with a broken neck." He grumbled.

"How did you know?" Ducici asked sadly.

Yerni helped Galenee pull the succubus back to her feet and hold her still. Galenee looked at Estephan with a questioned look as well. All of the women stood there waiting for his answer. His heart raced as if it were trying to keep tempo with his thoughts.

"Her ears aren't pierced. When you stepped to her I noticed she didn't have her earrings in, or holes to wear them. And if it wasn't Cindy, it had to be a higher realm being. Guess you didn't figure on other mythics' still being here." He said. "You want to tell me your name, or am I just going to call you slave-slut number 2?"

"Number 2?" Lyrusi asked.

"This would be slave-slut 1, right master?" Yerni asked.

"You would be correct. Name, now."

"Joxifa." She gasped.

Estephan dumped her back into the chair. He took two steps and leveled his eyes into the succubus's. She squirmed but didn't look away. He brought his hand up and smacked her. Not hard but enough that her eyes went wide and she left out a single whimper.

"You do as I tell you? Or was that a lie?" He asked as he raised his hand again.

"I want sex; I do what you tell me, master." Shesin said.

He leaned forward and in her ear, "Lick Joxifa's pussy until I tell you to stop. Hold her down and no sucking, just lick." He pulled her from the grasp of the others and shoved her into the lap of Joxifa.

"Watch her while I get finish getting ready. I have to be in the shop in an hour." He said to Galenee. "The rest of you clean up a little and get some clothes on. Let's try to get thru the day and we'll figure out what else to do when we get back, alright?"

Everyone hopped to and did as they were asked. He dressed and gathered what he needed to take. He looked out to check a few times. The succubus was licking a squirming banshee's twat every time he looked. Ducici seemed a bit unnerved by it; the others just snickered except Galenee. She seemed to be enjoying her guard duty, her feelings of wanting some too confused him. Stepping back into the living room all the women were ready to go.

He walked over to the chair and grabbed one of Shesin's horns, "Stop licking."

Shesin did as she was told. "Yerni, you and Lyrusi grab Joxifa, Galenee you want to keep ahold of this one for me please?" Pulling Shesin over to Galenee's side. "Ducici you are in the passenger seat. You three are in the middle and Galenee, you two are in the back." He leaned down and whispered, "You might want to thank her for so dutifully watching over you. If I think for one moment you are a threat to me or the others..." He let the comment fall.

They loaded up and he started the engine. He eyes caught sight of Galenee staring at him. She had a questioning look in her eyes. He could feel her confusion. It was probably a lot less common for girl-girl sex to take place in the higher realm. He gave her a wink in the rearview. After that he lost sight of Shesin and soon heard moans and gasps from the seats behind him.

He pulled into the parking lot. There weren't many spaces to choose from. Almost a dozen people milled around in front of his parlor. None of them he recognized. He looked back at Joxifa with a sneer. Ms. Petrajes had better not be harmed or he would ...? What could he do? He thought about it.

"Morning, Mr. Estephan." A younger woman said. He smiled back.

As the ladies got out of the truck a tall pinch faced man approached. "Mr. Prizton, I am placing you under arrest." He said.

"What? For what?" Estephan said.

"Illegal dumping of hazardous materials. Will you come along quietly?"

"No I will not." He replied. Half the people standing there stepped towards the guy. "Everyone calm down. This gentleman is only doing his job. Shall we go inside and discuss this slanderous miscommunication?"

"I can't let you do that. Your shop is being quarantined."

"Well that is just too bad for you then."

"Good morning Mr. Prizton. I think he has the right to remove personal effects before you try to enforce that injunction, Gregg." Officer Wright said from Estephan's left.

"You think you can tell me what to do Mr. Wright?"

"I'd listen to him before you. He has a gun." Lyrusi whispered. A roll of snickers came from anyone that heard it thou.

"Alright folks, give Mr. Prizton 15 minutes to take care of this and I'm sure we will all be able to get on with our lives." Office Wright said not sparing any sarcasm. "If you would sir."

Estephan opened the parlor and let the ladies in, as well as Officer Wright, and Captain Dumbass. Soon as the guy stepped into the place his face lost color and he riffled his pockets. Officer Wright just kept watch over the guy. The ladies all set themselves to getting the parlor ready for visitors. Ducici set the coffee pots to brew, Lyrusi checked the info-card stands, and Galenee took Joxifa and Shesin into the office. Yerni stepped over to the counter and waited for Estephan.

"This is a tattoo parlor?" Gregg questioned. "Do you even use needles?"

"Yes. Ink needles. If you are trying to accuse me of syringe dumping, I don't use them. All of the numbing agents I use are topical. And my needles are smelted in the back and transported to the Haz-Mat by me personally. Care to have a look?" Estephan said. "Lyrusi please give him a look in the back, please don't go grabbing on things, my stock room was Medical certified, as well as my ink room."

"I will go with them. Hey were you serious about the tattoo?" Officer Wright asked.

"Of course." He replied with a 'hello' expression.

Within twenty minutes Gregg was sputtering and being lead out by Officer Wright. The shop opened with a cheer from a few of the customers waiting. The day went by in a blur. By 3 o'clock he had put on three tattoos and taken the deposits. He looked in on Shesin and Joxifa often. Neither of them seemed overly concerned about getting away. Galenee came in toting Chinese take-out again.

He ate and watched. Shesin read anything she got her hands on. He even took to handing her a few things. Joxifa fidgeted but said nothing and wouldn't look at him. Four commissions later they were ready to close up and head home. Lyrusi had told him Cindy called earlier in the day and was unaware of the Banshee's impersonation of her. That was a relief, Cindy was not involved.

"You are an amazing individual Estephan Prizton." Lady Artopos said.

He spun on a heel to look at her. "Another test?" He accused.

"No, the same one. Did you find it odd that I never told you what rules had to be followed? You have yet to ask any of the girls any questions about the higher realm. Why is that?" She asked.

"I don't care about the higher realm! I care about the here and now. Not the hereafter." He said.

"Calm down, you will get there a lot faster if you don't learn to relax." She said. "Well in your position a little stress is to be expected. However, you caught my Banshee, and have a succubus in your charge. If I may ask how did you get her?"

"Styx sent her to hold Nikita's place. Thou that is only what Shesin said. I for one would like two things from you."

"Only two?" She asked.

"I don't want my life handed to me, so yes, two." He said. Atropos smiled. "First thing I want is a guide book of some sort, with information on who is who. Second, I want an envoy, Joxifa."

"Interesting choices, why Joxifa?"

"Because she did what she did under your orders. I don't think she needs to be shunned for it." He said.

"She's a Banshee." Atropos said gruffly.

"Why do you say it like that? Like she isn't good enough, or not worth giving the job to. I wouldn't have guessed prejudice was a trait of the high realm. Would you have been as quick to say that if I said Shesin?" He said as he paced.

"You don't know what you are asking. Banshees are flighty and somewhat unreliable. They suffer insanity under the light of the full moon. Not the best choice for a position of some import." She said.

"I would have her knowing this. How is a person going to learn and grow if they are judged by what they are instead of whom?" He said.

"Beings of the higher realm don't learn, they adapt." Artopos said.

"Then she will adapt. Now about that book. When do you think I will be getting that?" He said as he looked into the eyes of each of the mythical ladies. Ducici looked at him in awe. Lyrusi was an echo of Yerni in a feeling that he needed to be fucked into unconsciousness for his chivalry. Galenee was stoic, her feelings about the situation unclear. Shesin looked at him in shock revealing the intelligence behind her wide eyes. Joxifa sat there terrified. Far more than when he grabbed her and held her in a choke hold. He turned and looked Atropos in the eyes.

"Did Styx send the succubus or was that you as well?" He asked.

Shesin went icy cold. He had his answer even if Atropos didn't answer.

"Yes she did, I was informed. Your testing is not quiet done yet. Adding distraction is only part of it." She lied badly.

Every word was a lie, and he could feel it. Galenee grinned privately but her feelings were clear. Shesin was confused, Styx had sent her, but no one was told about it. Joxifa trembled. He was arguing with a fate to make her something. Her inner turmoil's started running across each other, he was magnificent.

"You're lying. And with that you can leave this realm. I will expect that book. Soon!" He stated with authority.

Atropos leered at him. Waving her hand a book slammed loudly into the floor causing a few of the ladies to jump. She started to fade and he caught a glimpse of a haunted smile on face. It chilled him. That was not what he expected to happen.

"Alright let's get out of here before anything else wants to have an attitude." He said.

Galenee pulled Shesin up and took her by the arm, more of a leading gesture them restraining one. Lyrusi bounced over to his left arm as Yerni slinked under his right. Ducici stood looking at the book.

"Are you coming, Joxifa. Or would you rather be sent back?" He asked as he untangled himself from the ladies at his sides.

"You're serious?" She chirped.

"Yes I am." He said as he leaned down at picked up the book. "Let's go."

The ride home was silent. No one seemed to know what to say. He pulled into the parking space in front of his apartment. Mr. Petrajes stood at his apartment door waiting. The timing was off, but this was a meeting he knew was going to take place. He shut off the engine.

"It's late sir. Couldn't this meeting wait till the morning?" He said stepping from the SUV.

"Hardly, my wife wants some tattoos to hide her scars as well." He said.

"I can do that." Estephan said. "Come by the shop and we'll see what she wants."

"She can't, she is hospitalized at the moment." He said.

"Oh, I can work out something." He grabbed the book and headed for the door. "Was that all you wanted to talk about?"

"No. I have these." He said holding up a roll of paper. "Blue prints, so you can lay out the floor plan of your apartment. I am true to me word."

"Thank you Mr. Petrajes that will be so helpful." Ducici said warmly. "Come in, I'll put on some tea."

With a nod to Galenee, Joxifa and Shesin were lead into the bed room. Yerni and Lyrusi coyly relieved him of the rolled up blue print and laid it out to the coffee table. He took the book in to his bed room.

"Tie her to a chair." Pointing at the succubus. "Find out why she is really here. I will be in with questions of my own. Am I going to have to claim her in a similar fashion as I did with the rest of you?" He asked Galenee.

"I don't know." She replied.

"We'll strip her and worry about it later. Her to. Then the chair. I will give you a personal thank you for the extra efforts Galenee. Might even leave some hickies on your sweet neck." He said.

Galenee eyes glittered as she quivered. She started pulling the cloths off of Shesin. Joxifa mouth dropped open seeing the sylph's reaction to his words. He opened his closet and tossed his box of Christmas ties on the bed. He stepped behind Galenee and shoved his hands on the front of her outfit.

"If your cloths happen to fall of taking care of these two I would be able to thank you faster." He said huskily in her ear as his fingers rubbed circles over her hard clit.

"Yes sir." Galenee sighed.

"Hop to it then." He said stepping back and swatting her wiggling ass.

She took to her chores quickly. He stepped from the room and saw the three ladies hovering around Mr. Petrajes provocatively. He looked on the verge of fainting. He cleared his throat and they moved away giving the older man a little breathing room.

"How do you do that?" He asked.

"Do what sir?" Estephan asked in return.

"Hold the attention of this many beautiful ladies?" He asked. "I was a bit of a ladies man in my time, but you got me beat four times over."

"Do you love your wife sir?" Estephan asked warmly.

"Yes!" Mr. Petrajes exclaimed.

"Then sir, I can't in good conscience tell you that." He said in humor.

"Wha... Oh... hahaha. You can't." He laughed.

It was an hour or so later, he was showing Mr. Petrajes to the door and bidding him good night. The place would be huge compared to this one. His thoughts were randomly jumping from fantasy to practical concerns and back. He walked towards the bedroom. When he got to the door all of the ladies had crowded into the room.

"Ok, why are all of you in here?" He asked.

"Here are the answers for you." Galenee said pointing into the book.

"Really." He said as he sat down and started reading.

The book had a clear and easy to understand outline of what his status as 'Patron' held. He couldn't be unheeded by anyone from the higher realm. His word was law in the mortal realm. The loop hole in that was if he showed indifference to them, they were free. It made a sense in a heuristic way. When a being of the higher realm came here, someone had to acknowledge their power or they were powerless. If they were seen as powerful without limits, they could run riot.

And to hold a mythic to his service he had to claim them. Thru contract or, in the case of Nikita and her companions, with sex. Something about that seemed out of proportion. He had enjoyed it or that he was looking forward to extending it Shesin and Joxifa. There was a whole section on 'mythic gifts' to a mortal. It makes them sound like bribes. It wasn't told to him that way but it made sense. They give you something to let them stay, the better the gift, the less likely a mortal is going to give it up sending you away.




Inkwell Ch. 03



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy.

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Estephan bolted upright in his bed. His place was quiet, too quiet. He swung his feet to the floor and hurried out to the living room. They were gone. Taking a closer look, it was more like they were never there in the first place. Dishes that Ducici had washed and put away were piled in the sink. Towels that had been soiled after sex still sat clean in the linen closet.

"It's part of the test?" he mumbled.

He turned on the bathroom light and checked the tub, just in case. He looked at himself in the mirror. No rippling muscles or thick penis. He was himself all over again. He shook his head walking to look out his front window. To his dismay, no SUV sat in his parking space. Not that he didn't care about the ladies and there where abouts. They were taken away and he would have to deal with it.

His immediate concern was how he was going to get to the parlor. "The Book!" he exclaimed. He ran back into the bed room. It was gone as well. He grabbed up some random cloths and darted out the back door. He stepped under the oak tree out back. "Ducici are you in there?" he asked. Can you hear me? Are you alright?"

The tree just stood there. He felt silly standing there trying to get the dryad to come out. Like it was that easy. It had taken him hours to work out the runes and symbols on Nikita's tattoo. 'Don't change to much, I have an idea.' He thought. He ran back in and gathered up his things and called a cab.

When he got to the parlor he was surprised that there were a dozen people out front waiting. He feared that with the ladies gone the customers would vanish too. He paid the cabbie and greeted people as he opened the parlor. He handed out broachers and put on coffee. He realized quickly he was going to need help. The ladies had taken to doing so many of these little things. He wasn't going to get anything done if he was taking care of all of it.

"You look like you could use a hand Estephan." Cindy said from beside him.

"When did you get here? I didn't see you come in." He said. "You know anyone that needs a job?"

"Yes, I do." She said.

"What? I thought you were going to manage the complex?" He asked as her checked her for earrings.

"You take care of them, we'll talk about that later." Cindy said.

She stepped behind the counter and opened his schedule book. He sighed but set his mind to the business at hand. Time seemed to drag on. He was cleaning the room for the fifth time, his stomach growled audibly. Stepping out of the room he found the parlor was empty save Cindy.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I closed us for dinner. An hour and a half to get food and talk." Cindy said.

"That sounds great. So what happened?" he asked.

"You did." She said.

"I don't understand." He said.

"Well I don't want real tattoos anymore." She said.

"Ok. Then what do you want? And what does this have to do with needing a job?" He asked.

"Dad told me he bribed you into talking me into it." She said with a smile. "I should be mad at you, but I'm not. More like turned on."

Estephan froze. He wasn't enhanced any more. She didn't seem to notice either way.

Knock, knock.

He about jumped out of his skin. She crossed to the door with money. After opening the door she turned and handed him a large pizza box with a bag siting on it. Once the door closed she gave him a quizzical look.

"You going to be ok?" she asked.

"Start from the top and I'll let you know." He said.

She talked as they ate. She ran down the conversation with her father. Some of the finer points of the real-estate stuff went over his head. In one evening she had laid out a business plan to convert all of her fathers' holdings into one self-sufficient Condominium complex. Whereas he would make money she would have a salary position and Estephan would get a nice condo on the third from the top floor.

"So what about the tattoos?" he asked. "Why would you still want to hold to your fathers bargain with me if what he wanted isn't going to happen?"

"I want to work on the vining tattoo. Without any flower blossoms so I could have you temp them for events and stuff. But they would not be as forever. Like real flowers. I wouldn't want to lose a great artist and hopefully friend to some other place where I would need to hunt for you."

"Do you know how stalker-ish that sounds?" He asked.

"Very, but you can live with it or not. So where did you friends go?" She asked.

"They had to head back home for a while." He hoped.

"I was hoping you might have Ducici's number. I can't stop thinking about her." Cindy said.

"They left me numbers, I think? There are the apartment thou." He lied.

"Oh, good can I have hers?" she asked.

"I don't see why not. You really like her don't you?" He asked.

"I keep having this dream about her..." She started but didn't finish, turning crimson red instead.

"What? You think cause I am a guy I don't know you women think about sex more than any guy out there. You girlie types are so crazy about sex it's scary." He said snidely.

"Knowing it and having some girl blurt out that she is having dreams about getting seduced by a girl-boy are two different things." She snapped back. Going white in fear of what she just said.

"I don't think Ducici is in to that kind of thing, sorry." He said.

"I guess not. She was all girl. No boy parts, but the dream was so real. I can still taste it." She said.

"I knew Ducici, no boy parts at all. And a bit more conservative when girl-girl stuff was implied by one of the others." He said thinking about her reaction to the succubus licking Joxifa.

"I, how to put this, don't like men. In that sense. But I like you. You are like a girlfriend. You even have me girl chatting with you and I don't feel stupid about it. You slept with Ducici so you're not gay. I want to sleep with her, am I gay?" She asked confusedly.

"I think you like men, but only real ones. And you want affection and pleasure, male or female not as important as feeling beautiful and desired." He said. "Not gay, just lonely."

She thought about that for the rest of the evening, how could he know her better than herself? He was right; she wanted someone to worship her. Her scars had made her afraid and self-conscious. He made her see the scars weren't the issue, it was her. He painted flowers on her arms and she felt different. She had washed them off but the feeling of them not being a problem hadn't. Now her father was going to restructure his vast investments into one at her word. She felt so alive and attractive, a whole person with a bright future. The scars didn't matter.

"Evening. Where is the bouncy girl that was here the other day?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"We hoped she might help us get him ready." Mrs. Johnson added.

"They had to return home. Estephan said he had a number but." She shrugged.

"Mr. Johnson." Estephan called. "You two ready for this?"

"Yeah, I guess we are." He replied, she grinned with glittery eyes.

"Step on back and we'll get you set up." Estephan said. "Lock up the front at 9, whether I am out here or not. No walk-ins after that, by appointment only. Ok Cindy?"

"Got it. How long you think that is going to take?" Cindy asked.

"Maybe an hour, but that is only an estimate." He replied.

He stepped into the clean room as Mrs. Johnson was helping her husband take his pants off. He was hairless from neck to ankles. He stopped for a moment, he wanted to say something, but this was his parlor. If she wanted to strip her husband then let her. He did throw the lock into the room as a precaution.

"I think you took the 'hair removal' thing a bit further then needed." Estephan said jovially.

"It said he was allowed to have me in here right?" she asked.

"Indeed he can, now let's get the table set."

Five minutes later Mr. Johnson was sitting comfortably on the articulation table. His right arm wrapped under the table behind him. His wife milled about the room nervously. Estephan looked Mr. Johnson in the eyes questioning his thinking. It was clear Mrs. Johnson was the dominant in their relationship.

"Can I take a few pictures?" She asked.

"Honey!" he said. "We talked about this."

"I don't care if you take pictures. Just warn me if you are going to be using the flash." Estephan said.

"Oh Ok. Thank you." She said, camera out in a blink. She clicked off six in as little time.

"Mr. Johnson. You read the pamphlet and understand it? This is going to hurt, if you need a break you say so. Just be aware that if this takes more than two hours, we won't finish today and will have to wait at least 9 days before we can finish. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I'm good."

Estephan laid the template and started with the black boarder. Mrs. Johnson snapped a photo from the same spot as the access ink of each major piece was wiped. They chatted about their daughter, how well she was doing in school, and when Mr. Johnson was going to line up new work for his company.

The tattoo work went quickly. Estephan needed to take a break to reset the ink guns for the other colors. He rolled his stool to the ink bench and pulled the needles. Once it was swapped over he pulled the white ink and set his tray. An odd 'hmrff' drew his attention back to them. She was on her knees with his cock in her mouth. She had stripped off her clothes and was down to a red thong and matching high heels. Fish net stockings on her long legs. I red scrunchy held her hair back in a ponytail as she bobbed her head up and down on his stiff cock.

"Honey, couldn't this wait?" he asked.

"No, I want you." She breathed quickly before sucking him back into her hooker red lips.

"Wow, ok." Estephan said. "It won't bother me, not like I am trying to tattoo your penis."

"She uh..." Mr. Johnson said.

"The less you say Mr. Johnson." Estephan warned.

He went back to work. Estephan stopped briefly as he orgasmed down his wife throat. She had not stopped taking pictures however. She would stroke him with one hand, snap the picture then go back to giving him head. Estephan kept his focus on the tattoo. After living his life for the last five days. Tattooing a man that was getting a blow-job didn't rate as stressful anymore.

Ten minutes after Mr. Johnson had his orgasm; Mrs. Johnson was stalking around the room like a caged beast. She would suck on him a couple time and when he didn't stand for her she moved away and stalked some more. Still taking photos of the tattoo as in was being done.

"Honey, could you calm down a little?"

"I am really horny and I want more." She said.

"You kinda smoked me good dear; it's going to be a while before I can get it going for you. Hey Estephan you want a blow-job?" He asked.

"Do I wanna blow-job? I ain't going to suck you, yer not paying that well." He said not looking at his face, laying ink into the mans' chest.

Mr. Johnson laughed, "No my wife giving you a little oral pleasure, as a tip?"

"Ooo, can I? I will suck you real good. Maybe seeing me on all four sucking him will get you going again." She said and scooted around the table.

"Look it isn't as if she is cheating on me, I'm giving her permission, right. And she's a queen of oral."

"You do realize I am stabbing your skin 28 times a second right?" Estephan said. "I have never tattooed while getting..." Her fingers fished for the top of his zipper.

"So we both get to experience some firsts today." He said. "This was a first; usually it is under the table in the restaurant before desert."

"Or the parking lot." Estephan added.

"Saw that did ya?" He asked.

She grumbled and pouted. "I didn't say you could do that yet now did I?" Estephan said. "Picture."

He looked at the door and saw Cindy peeping in. 'Two birds' he thought and stepped to the door. He unlocked it and asked if the front was locked up tight? Her eyes flashed and she darted from the door. He left the cleanroom door unlocked.

"Does Mrs. Johnson like other women?" Estephan asked.

"When I can't get a good cock." She said.

"Well there you go then." Estephan said pointing at Cindy who stepped in to the room all but drooling in need.

Mrs. Johnson was in her panties in no time. Her fingers delved into Cindy's wet pussy in seconds, kissing the side of her neck and moaning. Estephan finished the tattoo to the mewing purrs of the women on the floor. He took the last three photos of the tattoo for them as well.

He handed Mr. Johnson the camera and pulled the guns, cleaned the tray set and got out of the room. He went in to his office. He dropped into his chair thinking about how many codes he was allowing to be broken. It was a clean room. Nothing that couldn't be sanitized. He opened the drawer and found the tattoo sketches he had worked up for Nikita. Not the ones she had brought but the ones he drew up to bring Ducici and Lyrusi back the last time.

He couldn't read them but for how Nikita talked about them it shouldn't be too difficult to work this one onto himself. He had all the pieces they just had to be put on by someone that knew what they meant. He knew. Was that enough?

Knock, knock, knock.

"Estephan, Mrs. Johnson still wants to give you that tip." Cindy said her panties around only one of her ankles.

"How would you feel about me if a let her?" He asked.

"If you don't let her, I will while they watch." She said.

"I thought you wanted Ducici?" He asked.

"Oh yeah and Lyrusi, I want to see you come, her lips or mine doesn't matter to me." Cindy said.

She stepped over and grabbed his arm. She pulled him to his feet and half-dragged him into the clean room. Once into the room she slid behind him and reached around to undo his pants. Mrs. J was riding her man lap-dance fashion. She moaned and bounced her sexy ass up and down on his cock. Cindy pulled the front of his pants open and urged him close enough for Mrs. Johnson to get her lips on his swelling member.

With everything it took her no time at all to get him off. She sucked every drop of his load. Cindy sat wide eyed licking her lips. Cindy leaned in and starting making out with Mrs. Johnson, sharing a mouthful of his come. Mr. Johnson slapped her ass; she turned around and gobbled his cock down in time to suck his semen dry as well.

An hour later he waved as the Johnson pulled out of the parking lot. He closed the door and looked back at Cindy. She had a coy look on her face but said nothing. He set himself to cleaning the room and getting everything set for opening up in the morning. He could hear Cindy cleaning up the front lobby and making sure everything was ready for the morning as well.

"How could you do that?" She asked.

"Get my cock sucked by a married woman while she fucked her husband in my ink chair?" He asked.

"No before that. She was sucking his dick right next to you and you didn't even notice?"

"Self-control. If more people got over the stigma of nudity the world would be a better place." He said.

"But she was sucking him off." She said.

"So, it could have been a bearded black midget humming a 'hot dog' jingle, the camera was more annoying." He blurted.

She started laughing. He thought about what he had just said and laughed as well. She giggles a few more times as they finished getting the parlor cleaned. A couple of times she would look his way and bend over. Her panties were not on. She had given them to Mrs. Johnson as a souvenir.

"How are you getting home?" She asked.

"Cab. I haven't replaced my car yet and the ladies took the SUV."

"I'll take you home." She said.

"Thanks, I will grab a couple of things and were ready to go." He said.

Lights out and door locked, they crossed the parking lot and got in her car. It had been a good day, 1,300 on the books and six clients on the board for tomorrow. He flipped thru the sketches of the tattoo he had put on Nikita. It looked like he could roll a symbol or two and put it on his leg. It would test whether it would work for him as it had for her.

The car stopped and she shut off the engine. He looked up and was not in his apartment complex. He looked at Cindy who just winked and hiked the back of her shirt as she got out of the car and headed for the front door of a huge house. He hadn't been paying attention. He wasn't sure what part of town he was even in. He got out of the car and followed her.

"Where are we?" He asked.

"I said I'd take you home, this is my home." She said.

"Wait, I thought you were going to take me back to my home."

"Should have been a little clearer about that before now, like giving me directions." She said.

"You know where I live." He said. "Your father owns it."

"Oh yeah, I forgot." She said coyly and opened the door. "If you want to go ..."

He shook his head and followed her into the mammoth home. Looking around it wasn't a home, more like a condo block. Her place was on the top floor overlooking a heated pool and hot tub. It looked like a million dollar dorm room. Books in stacks all over. A pile of clothing here and there. She walked past all of it straight into a large bedroom.

"The guest room is over there or we can share." She said.

"You want to sleep with me?" he asked.

"No, I want to fuck you. Sleep is what happens after." She said pulling her shirt up over her head.

He walked over and took her in his arms. He kissed her hard and groped her sweet 19 year old ass. She moaned into his mouth. Plucking her from the floor, he carried her to the bed and fell into it still holding her in his arms. She rolled him onto his back with her straddling him. She rubbed her wet slit over his crotch as she undid the buttons on his shirt.

"You make me feel sexy, you know that?" she asked.

"There isn't an unattractive part of you." He said.

"You look at me and I get wet." She purred.

"I..." She cut him off with a passionate kiss, pushing his shirt open.

"I want you, deep in my pussy. Look in my eyes that way." She wriggled down and pulled his pants open.

"Make me feel like one of your other friends. They watch you, wanting you. Make me feel like that." She said as she got ahold of his raging hard-on and pushed it in her sweltering pussy. "Make art of me over and over again."

She hissed and came right then. Her taught body quaking to its very core. He reached for her hips but only got skirt, he grab it and torn it from her body loudly. Her eyes went wide and she came again. Free of obstruction he grabbed her hips and shoved as much of his cock in her as he could. Using her hips he guided her into rolling her hips in a tight circle over his cock. He kept his eyes locked with hers.

She looked deeply into his eyes, her fluttered shut three times but each time she opened then again his eyes were still one hers. She came hard the third time. She feel forward onto his body her orgasmic tremors taking away her control. He rolled her onto her back, squirming out of his pants without taking his cock out of her. She had a few little one during this.

"You want to want me? Is this what I am hearing?" He asked as he stared into her eyes.

She nodded, but moaned instead of answer, as she came again. He thrust in deep and drew out slow. Still he looked into her eyes, thou hers glazed over. Over and over her drove into her. She was shaking her eyes no longer able to focus. He wanted her back. He tucked his hand under her and slid his middle finger into her tight ass. Her eyes shot open meeting his.

"Did you like the taste of me you had earlier?" He growled.

"Yeesss." She hissed as her cunt clamped down on him.




Inkwell Ch. 03



"Want more? Sexy girl."

He pulled her from his cock as she started to cum again. He watched her eyes as he leaned back and she crawled to get his throbbing dick between her lips. She looked in his eyes as she tickled the underside with her tongue, his vision blurred as his orgasm filled her hot sucking mouth with seed.

He came hard pumping stream after stream of cum form his aching cock. Cindy moaned and sucked but couldn't keep up with his orgasm. Her mouth trickled his cum from the edges. Her eyes glittered as they held his gaze. He reached down grabbing her hair. Her eyes went wide in anticipation.

He pulled her up his body and locked his lips onto one of her hard nipples. She arched her back as he upped the ante by shoving two fingers in her quivering snatch. She convulsed and gushed over his hand in orgasm. Her body had little time to relax before her pushed her to the side and crammed his cock back into her. He adjusted himself and pounded her quivering body thru four more orgasms.

She panted and moaned, her eyes teared but she held his gaze, not wanting him to stop. His sweat rolled down his chest, and with a grunt through gritted teeth he pumped her tight wet hole full of his second orgasm. She howled and came with him, wrapping her legs around his lower body. He fell to the side, she cuddled up to him and panting contentedly. He caressed her quiver tushy as he slide into sleep.

His eyes shot open sometime later, he was lying in the bed alone. The covers were still rumpled and his clothes littered the floor. Cindy's blouse was tangled in the pillowcase where it had ended up earlier. Cindy was nowhere to be seen. He crawled out of the bed and reached for his pants. Pulling them on he listened for any sounds of movement. He heard a faint hum, but that could be a refrigerator. He stepped from the room cautiously.

She sat nude in front of a pair of computer screens. Her back was him. He approached her. The images on the screen were of her nude body. Some of them he knew from the one at the parlor. Others looked like they were web-cam shots. He bumped a stack of books. They fell over and slide across the floor rather noisily. She did seem to notice.

"Oops, sorry." He said.

She tapped quickly over the keyboard. He was close enough now to see the ear buds. He grinned. He could have dropped a piano and she may not have heard it. He stepped behind her and kneeled. As his hands slide around her she jumped.

"What the?!?!" she yelped. "You scared me."

"Sorry, couldn't help but see this thou." He said tapping on the screen to her right.

"Yeah, what of it?" she said, "I used to think they were hideous. But looking over them again, they don't seem nearly that bad."

"I told you before there wasn't an unattractive part of you." He said.

"I was trying to see them the way you do." She said.

"Why? They are like looking at clouds. Everyone is going to see something a little differently." He said.

"Clouds?" She asked.

"Ink blots?"

"You mean Rorschach tests?" She asked.

"Yeah like those. Anyone looking at them is going to see them the way they see them. Giving your scars form and context will make people see them the way you want them to be seen. Like vines and flowers."

"Paint me. Please." She pleaded. "I want to see how you see me."

"I don't have anything to do it with." He said.

"Would these work?" She asked pulling a shoebox out filled with Gel-pens and colored Sharpies.

"I think so, get washed up and dry off good. I will see how many of these I can use." He said.

She scurried into the bathroom and showered. From the moans she was taking a few liberties with herself in the process. Checking threw the pens, most of them held their color when use on skin. His arm was not as fare as Cindy's but if it stayed right on him, then on her they would work very well. He laid out the pens and sharpies by color, got a couple of glasses from the kitchen to hold them upright in, and set himself up on the nightstand next to the bed.

"I'm dried as well as I can be. I am so turned on my cunny won't stop dripping." She said.

"I wasn't planning on using anything other than my cock on that so I think you'll be alright." He said.

She giggled and hopped onto the bed. Two yours later she was covered in vines and flowers. They weren't as finely detailed as those he could have done with his tattoo pens and markers but they did look very good. She scurried to the mirror to have a look. Her eyes lit up when she looked. He just sat back on the bed and watched as she posed and danced in front of the mirror.

His thoughts roamed to Nikita and the rest of the ladies. He hadn't stopped long enough to think about what had happened to them. Now, even with Cindy posing in front of him, his mind raced thru thoughts of the other women. Were they coming back? Did something happen to Nikita? Had he broken some rule that caused this? He was deep in thoughts of self-doubt when Cindy's hot mouth locked over the crown of his cock.

"Hello Ms. Horny. Is this a thank you or you just want more?" He asked.

"Yes." She said quickly then returning to her sucking.

He laid back and enjoyed the sensational attention. His thoughts calmed but didn't stop. He should have read that book. He might have a better idea of what was going on if he had. Cindy worked his cock over, slurping and sucking. Her efforts felt good but his mind was so clouded that she was starting to become upset that her attentions weren't getting him off.

"Doesn't it feel good?" She asked.

"Yes it does. I guess I over did it earlier. You are very skilled; if I hadn't had such hot sex earlier you would have drained my balls three times over by now." He said.

"So what can I do to get you off? Should I throw you down and ride you?" She questioned. "Or you need something tighter to pound?"

"Tighter? You are so hot and tight, how could you get tighter?" He asked.

"You could fuck my ass. I haven't done it before, with anyone else, but I have used toys in my ass before. I want you to do it. Fuck my ass and come really hard. The way you make me feel you can have anything you want from me." She offered.

"That sounds so nice, but can we get to the hot and heavy in the morning. Just cuddle here with me and will get to some hard ass fucking later." He suggested.

"Promise?" She asked.

He nodded and pulled her into the bed beside him. She was so horny she left a trail of her juices along his leg. He started to ideally play with her pussy as she stroked his half erect cock. It was enough of a distraction that he drifted back off to sleep.

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Nikita stalked the halls of the 'Fates' temple. This is not the way these tests had gone in the past. What had changed? So Estephan could work ink into the glyphs that would bring other beings to the realm of mortals. Isn't that what they had been looking for? What were they not telling her? Galenee had been sent away almost as quickly as she had returned.

The women barely had the opportunity to share a glance, let alone speak to one another. Lyrusi was swept out in much the same manner, only her mother did the dragging. She felt for the woman, 300+years old and a parent that treats you like a 25 year old child. She stopped, he was mortal. The Fates wanted to bring him over. They wanted him under their control, ensuring none would get into the mortal realm without their permission.

There were those that could go to the realm of mortals without permission. Her mother Styx had done so on several occasions. She had even sent the succubus to test Estephan herself. Mothers are mothers regardless of the genome; he would have joked to her. She missed him. Countless times had she gone to the mortal realm and many lovers she had taken? Why did she miss him?

She hated waiting. This was her decade, wasting even a day of it here seemed cruel. Clotho had made the statement 'this test goes beyond just him, young Nike.' It felt like a challenge and a threat rolled into one. The others sneered at Clotho for saying it. Perhaps she was reading too much into it. It wouldn't be the first time her thinking had skewed from too much new thinking in the mortal realm.

"Nikita, why didn't he punish me?" Joxifa asked from behind her.

"You didn't feel that having your twat licked as the rest of us watched was punishment enough?"

"But that felt good, how was that punishment?" Joxifa asked.

"He didn't do it? He told the succubus to do it. The amazing part was that she did as she was told."

"You don't get around much do you?" Joxifa asks.

"What is that supposed to mean? I would think you of all people would see the authority in the way he handled things. Hmm, you can't stop thinking about him either? Can you?" Nikita asked.

The look on Joxifa face was all the answer Nikita needed. She wondered if it was the same for the rest of them. And what about Ducici? She was a dryad, subject to the seasons. Did she still feel and think as she did before Nikita called her from her slumber? Was her sleeping state now a prison to her? Too many little things dragged at the edges of her thoughts. Joxifa just pointed out a few more that would spurn her into action.

The question was what action was left open to her? In the eon of her life never had what she was about to do crossed her mind before. She turned and walked out of the temple hall and headed for the stream basin, she would ask her mothers' council. Joxifa followed the determined Nike out of the temple. The shadowy figure of Clotho smiled seeing them go.

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Bleep- bleep- bleep.

He sat bolt upright. Cindy rolled to the side and slapped the alarm clock. It took him a handful of heart beats to focus on where he was. Sunlight spilled into the room thru the poster window. He looked at the clock, 10 am. Wait 10!

"You don't get up until 10?" He asked.

"Classes don't start till eleven thirty. Why get up any earlier?" She asked in return.

"Because the parlor is supposed to be opening right now." He answered as he wrangled out of the bed covers and searched for his cloths.

"SHIT!" she exclaimed and jumped to don clothing herself. "I'm sorry."

"If you think this is going to get you out of having your ass fucked, think again." He said only half joking.

Dressing quickly they made it to the car in twelve minutes and he was turning the key in the parlor front door by 10:24. Somehow he had gotten to the shop before his ten thirty did. He ran into the back and jumped in the shower. Cindy was talking the young man up; Jim was nodding and watching her ass.

His day went by in a blur. The appointments were easy ones. Cindy had ducked out for a bit and grabbed up some breakfast from one of the burger joints down the road. He was going to let himself relax but Jennelle and a tall dark haired amazon walked into the shop and spoiled his plan. Cindy greeted them and offered them a seat. The woman looked Cindy over. He stepped out to the lobby with a neutral expression.

"Jennelle, good to see you again. How are you doing today?"

"This is Trenia, my wife. I told her about you and that I showed you her tattoo." Jennelle said.

"Can you fix it?" Trenia asked.

"I might be able to do something, I have a couple of questions about it thou. Where did you get it? Some of the colors in it aren't common." Estephan said.

Trenia rolled her eyes and started to turn for the door. Jennelle grabbed her arm and whispered into the taller woman's ear. The look on Jennelle face could have had any guy eating out of her hand. Trenia looked over her shoulder at Estephan.

"I don't like talking about it." She said.

"It was done over seas or by someone from overseas with their own ink collection?" He said.

Trenia stared at him wide eyed, "Told you." Jennelle pleaded at her side.

"If you don't want to tell me the circumstance, fine. But the technique and possible origin of the inks would go a long way in not making it uglier." He said in an even reassuring tone.

"I ... can we talk alone?" Trenia asked.

"Of course, right this way." He said and turned to walk into his office.

"Stay here, you don't need to know Sweetie." She said to Jennelle.

"But, you promised." Jennelle said like a wounded puppy.

"I will tell you after I talk with this guy you seem to think can do it." She said sarcastically.

She stepped quickly into the office, tears already running down her face. Estephan closed the door and took a seat behind his desk. She stifled her sobs and put on a hard assed attitude. She dropped her ass in the chair across from him with an 'I dare you' sneer. He opened his desk and took the copy of her tattoo out. Laying it in front of her, he waited for her to speak.

"I was tattooed in Hong Kong." She blurted. "The first time."

"So it has been modified once before?"

"Four times." She said.

His jaw dropped. "Not something you hear about often."

"Each of my owners changed it as I was passed along. I spent 3 years in captivity." She said.

"Jennelle doesn't know, does she?" He asked.

"Not all of it. I can't believe I am talking to you."

"I intrigue you." He said.

"No you don't your just a punk." She snapped.

"But I am the first person that knew it was done overseas, aren't I?" He went on. "I know that it wasn't done by ink-gun and made a point to ask. You want it to go away, and even you are feeling that I might just be able to do it, don't you?" He slid a box of tissues across the desk to her.

"How? You are younger than Jennelle. How can you tell?"

"My father. He had two from Nam. Hand needled tattoos blur and fade. Not that other ones don't but by hand it is noticeably more rapid. It is seven years old, or a little more." He said.

It was her turn to stare at him drop jawed.

"If you want it fixed, covered, or reworked I am going to need to see it. And take a few better pictures of it then this one. When the work is done, all copies of it would be destroyed unless you wanted them." He said.

"You can see it, but she has to be in the room." She said shakily.

"Should I get her or are we still talking this out?" He asked.

"Let her in." she said.

He stood and went to the door, Jennelle jumped up before he had the door all the way open. She darted right in. Cindy gave him a questioning look; he waved her to not ask. He closed the door and turned to find Jennelle on her knees in Trenia's lap looking up into the tall woman's eyes affectionately.

"I am going to show him." Trenia said to her. Jennelle moved and let her stand.

She stood undid her pants and hiked up the front of her shirt. His eyes noticed the tattoo. It was on her abdomen not her back. She shimmed her pants down about four inches. That answered a few of the questions he had about the tattoo. It must have been painful to have been worked on five times.

"Please, pull them back up for a minute. You can do that in the clean room behind a curtain. Pulling the jeans down is helpful but not exactly how I need to do this." He said. "Jennelle can accompany you."

"You need to see more?" Trenia asked.

"If you don't want him seeing more of you, one of his lady friends can do it. Galenee wanted to meet you. I think she might want to..." Jennelle said.

"Galenee and the others aren't here at the moment but I can ask Cindy if you don't want me in the room. This isn't going to work for very long thou. I am going to have to sit in front of you to do the tattooing, so the quicker you get used to the idea of me seeing you the easier this will go."

"I think I can handle your examining." Trenia said.

"Right thru there and I will be in after I talk to Cindy for a minute." He said stepping out to the lobby.

They went into the ink room and he was surprised to find a redheaded girl sitting behind his counter. He looked around the lobby and didn't see Cindy. Red sat there with a 'don't kill me' smile on her face.

"Where is Cindy...Who are you?" He asked.

"Sara Holt, Cindy called me to watch the place for her. Her father called. Her mother was just taken to the hospital, medical condition." She said.

"Okay. We will make introductions in a few minutes. Mr. Newtrel will be here shortly. Tell him I will be ready for him when I am done with this consultation." He said. "Tell him if he wants coffee, stick to the decaf. Got it?"

"Yes sir, Lord Inkwell." She said suggestively.

He raised his eyebrow at her as he grabbed the digital camera. He didn't have time to think about it. He was so missing Ducici and Nikita at this moment. The girls of myth seemed to fit the feel of the parlor. His girl was cute but she didn't look like she held the confidence the others had.

He turned into the ink room and found a fully nude Trenia standing in front of the tall dressing mirror. Jennelle watched her longingly. He locked the door and grabbed a few towels from the linen cart. He laid one out on the table and pulled the pins to recline it into a sitting position.

"I didn't need you completely naked. Thou your wife is enjoying the view." He said.

"Yeah." Jennelle said dreamily.

"If she had her way I would never wear clothing." Trenia said.

"I have similar thoughts about some of my female friends. Why ruin beauty with shabby covers?" He said thinking once again how much his missed them. "Well if you would please come over and have a seat."

She walked over and sat down on the table. He sat down on his rolling stool and readied the camera. He noticed that the inks in some places were rusted. That meant the ink color was turning color in the skin and some of the ink used was not meant for tattooing. That was disturbing.

"What position were you in when this was done?" He asked.

"Which time?" She asked looking into his eyes.

"Will start from first to last, if that's alright."

"I was tied to a chair, feet about a yard apart, and my back arched..." She said leaving something off the end. He didn't need to know." The next two times I was hanging from the ceiling by my ankles feet two yards apart. The next I was on a table. Last was chained to the front of a truck. Does that help any?"

He blinked at her, the horror of having lived thru that, coupled with this ghastly reminder on her ordeal permanently etched into her flesh. His resect for the female gender greatly deserved. He looked up at her and held a hand up. She nodded and he reached to touch a few of the discolored areas. He rolled to his caddy and pulled a note pad and pen.

"I am going to give you the name of a dermatologist. I went to school with her; she was top of her class. For your peace of mind I want you to get her opinion on this. This color here," He touched the place he was talking about, "and this part here. Whatever ink was used to do it is turning, it could make you sick or worse if left unchecked."

"He crushed a highlighter to do the first one. I don't know what the other stuff was." She said.

"IT could make her sick?" Jennelle asked worriedly.

"Or worse?" Trenia asked.

"Yes. I am going to take a few shots of this, but go see her. Tell her I sent you and whatever else you are comfortable with. She is going to need you to sign a release for a copy of her findings. I would like to see the report, but won't keep it. It will leave with you." He said as he wrote down her name and office address.

"You really want me to see a doctor?" Trenia asked.

"Yes, I do. If you get this tattoo and three years from how your skin starts to blister and fester from the inside. Surgery to remove the skin would destroy the tattoo and leave an even more unsightly reminder." He said flatly. "I wouldn't be able to fix that."

Both women sat there, fear visibly in their eyes. Jennelle took the number and started punch it into her phone. He slid back from the table and let Trenia stand. The woman dressed as Jennelle started talking to the receptionist at the Doctors office. He locked the pictures of her tattoo into a coded file and stepped to the door.




Inkwell Ch. 03



"I need to go out front. Don't take too long, I'll need to clean the room before my appointment."

They both nodded and he stepped out the door. Steve was pacing around the lobby, not a good sign. He smiled anyway. He might be out a tattoo now but that might mean he would get others later. Steve looked at him and he knew. He was backing out.

"Estephan, you're right man." Steve started. "I thought about that sign you got and I don't think I am ready for that one. I don't want to stiff you thou."

"Hey, it's your skin. If you aren't ready then you're not ready."

"Dude, but this is your work, man. What about you?" Steve asked.

"Oh, this is mine unless you want to buy it." He said holding up the template of Steve's tattoo.

"Right, so how much?" Steve asked.

"75 dollars." He replied.

"Wait the tattoo was only going to be 125, why is this part so much?"

"You want this tattoo, you get it here. You want to take it and have someone else put it on; you're going to pay for my time and artistry." Estephan said.

Steve looked at him wide eyed. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"Thank you Steve. When you're ready for the tattoo, stop in and see me." He said and turned to the black haired girl behind the counter. "Where's Sara?"

"Ladies room." She replied.

"Right, don't go anywhere." He said and headed for the ladies bathroom.

He heard moaning and a thump from the slightly open door. He was pissed and this only fueled the anger more. He pulled the door open and found Shesin sucking the clit of a half trapped Sara. The girls' eyes were glazed over in a euphoric haze. He stepped in and grabbed the succubus by the hair. Sara slumped to the floor in a quivering heap.

"What the fuck are you doing to her, and why are you here?" He yelled.

"I'm sexing up your little helper so she won't feel bad about getting sent away." She said.

"Why would I be sending her away?" He asked.

Shesin pointed past him into the stock room, Nikita stood there naked and shivering. He dropped the she-devil and hurried into the room. He pulled towels and drop clothes to wrap her in. Her eyes looked into his, pain and fear greeted him. He wasn't sure what he should be doing. He looked back at Shesin who was on all fours wagging her tight little ass back and forth.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Her mother sent her. It isn't the most pleasant way of getting to the mortal realm." Shesin said.

"The Fates are up to something, I couldn't let you face it alone." Nikita said between shivers.

"That's nice to know, I am glad you're back regardless of circumstance. Let's get you warmed up and you can clue in the mortal." He said.

"Sir! The ladies out here need a word." The dark haired girl out front called.

"Go, I'll be ok in a few minutes, can we get food?" Nikita asked.

"Yeah we can, you sure?" He asked unsure.

She kissed him and pushed him out of the room, grabbed the succubus and dragged her in. Estephan walked out to the lobby. Jennelle looked up and said something into her phone.

"She wants to talk to you." Jennelle said holding her phone out towards him.

"Who?" He asked taking the phone in hand. "Hello?"

"Hey ink monkey. How's your ass?" a female voice asked.

His eyes lit up, "Fluter! What you want to talk to me for?"

The dark haired girl grinned widely at his nick name for whoever he was talking to. Jennelle tilted her head confused, Trenia giggled. He waved his hand at the women and stepped into the office wanting them to follow.

"You want me to look over some girl for you?"

"Yes, please. Improper inks are turning in her skin. I told you I knew what I was doing. So you going to help her out? Do it for the right reasons, not cause you owe me." He jibed.

"You want to make it like that huh?" She said.

"If it comes to that, I will. What do you say Lauren?"

"I will, I just wanted to hear your voice. You were the one I wish I hadn't let get away." Lauren said and hung up before he could say anything else.

He handed Jennelle her phone back. "And?" They asked in stereo.

"I'll tell you over a tattoo." He said and walked over to the counter. "You know places around here that deliver?"

"But of course, Master. What do you have a taste for, other than Nikita that is?" She said coyly.

"Um... cheesesteaks. Order them up after you show the ladies here out. I'll be in the back for a few minutes." He said and walked from the room quickly before any questions got tossed his way.

"Cheesesteaks it is Master." She said as he left.

He stepped into the stock room and Nikita held the back of the succubus's head between her open thighs, dragging the lust demoness harder into her wet folds. Shesin looked up at her in what could be seen as fear. Nikita saw him and pushed Shesin to the floor.

"Please fuck me," She hissed. "Fill me with your hot cock and unload your sweet seed. I need it, give it to me."

He stepped closer to her carefully. She grabbed his pants and pulled them down around his knees. She pulled Shesin over to help her lick him till he was hard. His mind was blurred by too much going on at once. Two tongues licked his throbbing shaft, coaxing the flow of blood to his penis. He was rapidly growing; a giggle at his back drew his attention.

"I guess she wanted your meat before she got food." The dark haired girl said.

"Who are you?" He asked as one of the two in front of him started sucking him.

"Ducici, Master Inkwell. Like the new look?"

He looked at her, this wasn't the Ducici he knew, and she was far fairer and twice as haunty. Looking more like a Goth fairy then the dryad he remembered. The sucking stopped and his attention was pulled back to what was in front of him. Shesin guided his cock into Nikita's wet snatch. Nikita grabbed his hips and pulled him into her hard. Her inner folds were cool.

"You're so hot. Heat me up. Pound me, fill me with your cum." She demanded.

Her arms pulled and pushed his hips, fucking herself with him. He looked down at Shesin. Her eyes were still veiled in fear. Shesin was more focused on Nikita then the sex. That triggered something in him, why would a sex demon not want sex? He had a thought.

"You still want some of this you naughty little demon girl?" He said snapping her eyes to his.

"I would take what you could give me, Master Inkwell."

"Oh, Master Inkwell, pound me harder." Nikita said as her inner walls fluttered.

"Shut up." He pulled away from her taking his erection out of her not so warm depths.

"But you want me!" She hissed.

"I want Nikita. I don't know who you are." He said falling backward over the tangle of his own pants.

She shifted somewhat, kind of still looking like Nikita but her eyes were solid gray. He tried to scurry away but the 'Ducici' wannabe pounced on him. She held his shoulders as the not so Nikita stepped over him and set to mount his cock again. A loud knock at the front door caused all of them to pause for a moment. He thought quickly. She was trying to get him to mark her.

He wasn't about to let this cold wet slut rape her way into the world. He had to put his dick somewhere she would be unable to get it. A dirty yet pragmatic solution to his problem was at hand. Shesin still cowered close to him. He grabbed her arm and tail, pulling her between him and the other females. Shifting his hips he shoved his dick right in her tight ass. Shesin moaned and hissed. She rocked her hips trying to get his cock deeper in her hot ass.

"Remove yourself slave, get him out of you. That seed is mine." Non-Nikita ordered.

He reached around Shesin taking both of her ample tits into his hands. He squeezed them and started to use them to guide the incensed succubus up and down his cock. Shesin rolled her hips and purred. Her ass sucked at his hardness as seductively as her mouth had. He pulled her tits and bucked his hips driving it in and out of her as aggressively as he could.

Non-kita slapped the demoness across the face, causing Shesin to come over his thighs. The Ducici reached down and sunk nails into his shoulder. He ignored the pain, but needed to get this down quickly. The banging at the door got more insistent.

"See to that you useless twig. Stop fucking him, he is mine!" Non-kita screamed as she back handed Shesin a second time.

Estephan let go of one of her breast and wove his fingers into her hair. "I claim you, Shesin. I take you as member of my household and permit you place in the mortal realm as servant-retainer. DO you want to be held to this bargain?"

"Oh, Master Estephan, do with me whatever you wish." Shesin moaned.

"DO YOU WANT TO BE HELD TO THIS BARGAIN!!!?" He shouted thru clenched teeth and pulling her head back by her hair.

"You can't do..." Non-kita started.

"I hold to your bargain, Master." She cried and orgasmed.

"I mark you." He said with a grunt as the first spurts of his own orgasm shot into her hot clenching ass.

Shesin went wild, ripping from his hold and gushing hot fluid over his legs with every jet of his cum into her. She trashed and shook in his arms. As the last throbs of his release subsided, she lifted her ass off of his cock and flipped around to suck the last of his seed from his quivering penis.

"Shesin, if you ever want to get more, you will have to keep her from touching it." He said as he pointed at Non-kita.

"I understand Master." She replied.

"What kind of mortal are you?" Non-kita asked angrily.

"You will leave the mortal realm, NOW! Return her," Pointing at Ducici double, "To ware ever you woke her. How go."

"You don't know me; you can hardly send me away." She said snidely.

"Styx, you are to leave the mortal realm as I have instructed!" he said.

Her eyes went wide in disbelief. "How? But.. how?" She mumbled as she faded from sight.

"How did you know, Master?" Shesin asked.

"She sent you the first time. And like any daughter Nikita shared her knowledge of me with her mother. I would bet the reason the others were not allowed to return right away was Styx." He said.

"And you'd be wrong." An older female voice said from the shadows.

"Really, so which one are you then?" He asked. Shesin still guarding his lap shook her head.

"I will tell you my name if you give me ten minutes to explain things to you."

"You have ten minutes. Name?" He said.

"Clotho, I am one of the Fates. Nikita went to her mother before your test had been set, much less completed. I don't know what her mother did with them. I came here in hopes of finding them but instead I find Styx trying to rape her way into the world."

"Them? Who else was with her?" He asked.

"The sweet tasting Banshee, Master." Shesin said.

"Joxifa was with her, your succubus is correct." Clotho said.

"You know where they are Shesin?" He asked his servant.

"I do, Master." She answered.

"If I were to ask you to bring them to me, could you accomplish this task without endangering yourself with Styx?" He asked.

"No, you marking me has made that very unlikely, Master." She said.

"Tell me where they are, I will deal with Styx." Clotho said.

Estephan looked at the Fate with suspicion. "Why would you do this? What do you gain? I can tell that there is something larger going on that you haven't told to anyone else. Bringing Dad here was a strong indication that you really need me. Am I wrong?"

"That will take more than ten minutes, Lord Estephan."

"They're in the Incubus Holler." Shesin said.

"Do what you can for them and I will grant you audience for as long as is needed to explain. Does that sound fair, Lady Clotho?" He said.

"No, and yes. I will return them if I can. Until then." She gave him a nod and faded from view.

He grabbed his pants and pulled them up. He ran to the front door and opened it. He waved Cindy down before she drove off. He stepped back into the shop and went to check Sara. He found Shesin helping her up. Sara looked at her with puppy eyes and then turned beet red seeing Estephan.

"What is going on in here that has the front door locked?" Cindy asked then grinned seeing Sara.

"These two got a little carried away and locked me in the ink room." Estephan said.

"It was worth every second." Sara breathed.

"Wait, she and you?" Cindy asked, "What happened to keeping him hot for it till I got back?"

"I couldn't help it, her lack of panties made me hot for her, I had to taste her. She was sweet and hot. Are you just as tasty?" Shesin purred at Cindy, leaving the offer to pleasure her unspoken.

"She sucked at least a dozen orgasms out of me. Shesin's a pussy demon. She can have me whenever she wants." Sara said.

Shesin went ridged, Estephan laughed at the look on the succubus. She snapped at look at him, he let her off the hook. Sara had no idea she was a real demon. Cindy rolled her eyes but giggled as well. A ring at the counter stopped the levity. Estephan went to see who it was. He was a bit surprised to find Officer Wright sending at the front counter.

"Mr. Prizton, is everything alright here? One of the other shop owners heard a woman yelling at the door to be let in?" He asked.

"Yeah, we had a little bit of a lover's tiff and somehow the door got locked as part of the prank. They won't be doing that in the parlor again if they plan on having a job here." He said.

"It was my fault, sir." Shesin said. "She dared me, and got it good in the"

Estephan didn't let her finish the sentence by putting his hand over her mouth. "Over sharing." He said.

"I see you got a few new helpers, what happened to the others?" He asked.

"They had to head home for a while, but once they take care of things they should be back." He said. Shesin nodded with his hand still over her mouth.

"I'm working here to help pay for the tattoo work I want done." Cindy said.

"Don't you have enough?" Officer Wright asked.

She giggled, "These are temp, I am test driving them. You think they look good?"

"Very nice. Estephan you might want to go down and talk to Janet. She was the one that called."

"Janet?" He said.

"The florist." Shesin said behind his hand then giggled. "Keep that hand there and I am going to suck your fingers."

"He would probably enjoy it too. Good luck with that Estephan, ladies." Officer Wright said as he nodded and headed for the door. "Try to stay out of trouble would ya?"

"Sure thing. You three behave, I am going to see the florist." Estephan said and followed Wright out the door.

"You going to be able to handle all those hot women." Officer Wright joked.

"I'm 27 in three days. I am going to handle as much of them as I can get my hands on." He replied.

Wright laughed and got in his car. Estephan walked down the plaza to the florists. The cute young woman was doing something at the counter with purple flowers and tape. He stepped into the shop, it smelled like a salad bar to him. He waved when she looked up. She smiled and set what she was working on aside.

"What happened down there?" Janet asked.

"Girlfriends got a little frisky in the ladies room and locked me in the office so they wouldn't get caught. Well they got more then caught, right?" He said jovially.

Janet turned red and looked at the floor. "I uh, didn't think it was that, I saw you with your other friends. I didn't think they would lock the doors and not include..." Janet went white and stopped speaking.

"Oh... If you want when they get back, I could introduce you... if you want?" He offered, "Who was it that had you thinking such unlady like thoughts. Lyrusi, Galenee perhaps?"

"I... You!" she said and shoved him out the door and locked it.

He was left standing on the side walk stunned. Not really knowing what to do with an answer like that. He walked back to the parlor, looking back a few times to see Janet peeking out at him. When he stepped into the parlor Shesin was grinning from ear to ear.

"What did you do now?" he asked.

"Told them you would be back to fuck her ass, so they better have the place cleaned up or they wouldn't get any more hot sex." She said.

"You aren't as dizzy as you act when the others are around. Are you going to drop it when the others get back?" He asked.

"I will for you Master." She said.

"Master is for play at home, Lord will work when you feel the need to say 'Master'." He said.

"Did I earn a few questions?"

"Yes ask, wait hold them till we are back at the apartment." He answered.

An hour later, he sat in a chair in his living room and Shesin sat on the love seat to his right. Cindy and Sara were all fired up to get into some group sex. He told them they were going to have to wait, and Cindy better think twice if she thought for a second he wasn't going to dick her ass till she came.

"Did I lie to Styx by telling her your name was 'Inkwell'?" She finally asked.

"Yes but I got the hint. Why did you do it?" He asked in return.

"Nikita. She taught me a lot. It is why I read when I am in the mortal realm. You figured it out without her telling you thou, didn't you?" She asked.

"I was handing you things to read wasn't I. Ever since I learned of the higher realm and how long mythical people live, it only made sense that you would have to be smarter than you were acting. I think most people you have met see the body and forget there is a person inside the flesh."

"I want to give you something. I know I am claimed by you and that I am here for as long as you allow. I have never been given permission to be here without having something asked of me in return." She said.

"I told the others that they could give me anything they wanted but I would tell them weather I wanted to keep it or not. I am a mortal. I wouldn't want to miss use a gift and cause the gifter troubles because of my stupidity." He said.

"That is why she wants you so badly."

"Styx?" He asked.

"No Nikita, she has never met anyone like you. Even your father was um... weak?" she said meekly.

"He failed the test?" He asked.

"He didn't make it past me; you however caught me and made me lick pussy." She said.

"Are you complaining? Too much rolls in at one time and I get really evil about getting things under control. Sex demon, sex of any kind, keep bitch occupied. Kind of like that." He said.

"Why Joxifa thou?" She asked.

"Two birds, one stone. Your succubus, most gifted in the ways of sex and lust. She was a Banshee, hard up harlot, made sense to me. She wouldn't try anything if what you were doing felt good, and you would have to really work at it to taste her orgasm if you were restrained to only licking. IT gave me time to get the mortals out of the situation."

"You were worried about others, what if I had turned on you?" She asked sarcastically.

"Nikita wouldn't have let me. She said more than a few times that the secret of the higher realms came before everything else. If you would have turned on me it would have spilled into the public. That Rule I hear is worse than death if any breaks it." He said.

"She is an insufferable bitch sometimes. I want you to tell me to lick her." she said.

"One would be mistaken in thinking that kind of thing is common in the higher realms?" He asked.

"Mixing in frowned on and pleasure is a luxury. Even for sex demons." She said. "That is why Styx has so many joining her faction."

"So the higher realms aren't all that?" He asked.

"Yes they are, but the realm is divided into five parts. All of the parts want to be the one that decides how things should be set. So no one gets to say and we of the lower ranks must abstain from everything. It is like living in a reform school."

"Styx is allowing what the others look down upon. She lets you mingle and pleasure. In doing so she has a hold on those that participate with the threat of sending them back to the rest of the realms." He said out loud not really to her.




Inkwell Ch. 04



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy.

Shesin purred and moaned tied to the armchair. It wasn't helping get the temp painted onto her. Hours of work had done nothing when he put it onto himself. Shesin had agreed that he was going to need more than just her if the higher realms decided to come after him. Now he was fighting exhaustion and a horny ticklish succubus.

"Would you hold still?" He hissed at her for the twelfth time in the last 20 minutes.

"I can't help it. You touching me... turns me on. And you tie me down. Please fuck me. I will sit still if I get off." She said.

"I fuck you and you get all sweaty and this melts off." He said.

"How much longer? You promised me some? Can I have it now?" She said.

"No you can't." Ducici said from the back door. "I need it first, then I will give it to you as well."

"Ducici, it worked! You look..." He stared.

She still looked like herself, only her breasts were once again petite, and her body looked more athletic. Her hair was short and spikey like a punt rockers but it was a warm shade of auburn. She closed the door and walked over between Estephan and Shesin.

"You need to claim me again, Lord Estephan. I can feel her inside me," She said caressing Shesin round ass, "I can feel you too, Master. Will you claim me?"

"Claim her and untie me so we can thank you Lord." Shesin pleaded.

Ducici knelt down and undid the front of his pants. Her lithe hand fished his cock out and she kissed the head of it. She turned to wiggle her tight ass at him. She grabbed Shesin and buried her face in the succubus's backside. Shesin went ridged feeling Ducici's hot little tongue in the fold of her pussy. Estephan half delirious grabbed the dryad by the hips and shoved his dick in her hot box balls deep.

He just pounded the girl. He watched her kneading Shesin's quivering ass and from the sound she was sucking the sex demoness's clit like she was the demoness. His sleep deprived mind tossed ideas around thou none interrupted him. He focused himself.

"Ducici, I mark and claim you as assistant-retainer, do you accept these terms of service?"

"Only if I get sex?" She breathed than went back to sucking.

He slapped her ass. "Ass-sistant! Lots of Dick-tation! DO you accept these terms?" He asked again as he slid his thumb into her tight ass.

"Yes Lord Estephan, I accept." She said as she came.

He felt a surge of energy, his mind cleared and his fatigue abated somewhat. Shesin gushed into Ducici's hot mouth, causing the dryad to come again. A second wave of energy washed thru him as well as the feeling of strength that Ducici gifted him with before. He reached around her to press his fingers over her clit. She clenched her hands hard on Shesin's ass, bucking against him, and coming a third time. He joined her, filling her depths in gobs of hot cum.

Shesin whimpered as a tear rolled down her cheek. Ducici panted and Estephan moved her gently to the loveseat. His surge of energy held his erection. He looked at Shesin tied to the chair.

"You want to taste or have it fill your well licked twat?" He asked.

"Please fuck me master." She begged.

He stepped behind her and shoved it into the hilt. He was not to gentle about it either. He pulled her around by her hips, pounding into her over and over. When her back arched he took ahold of her wings at their base and rode her like a wild animal. She came a dozen times giving him a little more energy each time. Her eyes rolled back and she hung in the restraints.

He came in an explosion of cum. His hips bucked and knees went numb. Shesin howled and ripped out of the bindings that held her. Still he pumped cum into her. He slumped to the floor and still the feeling of orgasm raced thru his cock. She turned and locked her lips over his dick, shoving three fingers in her own twat. She came and a surge of energy returned. He was done however his eyes rolled back and he fell into oblivion.

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He awoke with a start; he looked at the clock, 7:30. He listened and heard Ducici singing in the kitchen. He let a soft smile touch his lips, followed by an 'O' as Shesin wrapped her lips around his cock and started sucking his penis to hardness.

"Hey, you were going to wait for me?" Ducici said from the door holding a tray of coffee and a muffin.

"This is waiting." Shesin mumbled with a mouthful of cock.

"No you need to explain it to him, so you don't almost kill him again." Ducici said.

One hard suck and she released his cock. "Fine your right, I should have told him before hand, I did start to. He just wasn't understanding, and kept writing on himself. Now I get it thou." Shesin said.

"Wait I almost died?" He asked, feeling his erection deflate.

"You gave me your energy, but didn't control it well. Succubus fucks to death if we aren't careful." She said. "I gave you Tantria, Orgasm Eating."

"She means, you can taste the energy of others orgasms and use it to help yourself. Heal, combat fatigue, and last really long in bed. Added to the strength I have gifted you with, you can give it to others as well as take it." Ducici said.

"I haven't been able to give it for so long I had forgotten that it could be done. I apologize, Master."

"So I eat your orgasms and when I had mine?" He asked confusedly.

"You balled up all the energy and shot it into me, including your own. You are going to have to practice using it so you don't go too far with anyone that can't return it." Shesin said. "Guess the three of us are going to be having a lot of practice sex. I can't wait." And she sucked his cock back into her mouth.

"Have some coffee and get some head. As your assistant it seems a proper way to start the day." Ducici said. "We will get to how to help the others in a little while. Sound fair?"

"I think so? So I can give and take orgasms?" He asked.

"Mm-hmmm." Was hummed on to his cock by Shesin.

"There is more to it, but we have time to learn and a very horny teacher." Ducici said as she slapped Shesin wiggly bottom.

"How are you still here?" He asked seeing the temp tattoo on Shesin smeared and faded.

"You claimed and marked me. I am yours, not Nikita's. It was needed to get me here," She reached down and fondled his balls' "What's in here, keeps me here. I'll need a refill at least once a month. Can you handle that, Master?"

"I think soOooo." He said as Shesin really started pleasing his now standing member.

"Good, now Shesin thinks if you get good at holding 'It', you might be able to bring the others here regardless of the Fates." Ducici said.

He grabbed the succubus by the hair and pulled her off his cock, "How could I do that?" he asked looking her in the eyes.

"It is all about the energy. If you have enough, bring others here would not be a problem. Nikita used her own energy to bring the others before. There aren't any rules saying it has to be yours, just that it is energy. Sex and Orgasms make a lot of energy, only a tenth of it is used in the act, the rest can be gathered and used in any number of ways." Shesin said.

"So soul sucking isn't that far off?" he asked.

"It is energy. You yourself tried giving me yours last night. Did I force you? No you did it by yourself. You don't want me sucking you?" She asked as her long tongue licked the rim of his aching cock.

"See that is hardly fair." He said.

"Eat up and get that coffee in you we have things to do today, right sir?" Ducici asked.

"Yeah, things to do." He said as he grabbed Shesin's hair and rocked his hips up to push a few inches of his rod in her mouth.

"This is going to get interesting." Ducici said as she leaned down and stuck her tongue in the demoness.

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Sara rocked from foot to foot, Cindy looked amazing. In the three years she had known her classmate never had she seen her as scantily dressed. Cindy was wearing a slinky black mini-dress with 4 inch black heels. She was so horny she had to wipe trickles of her own juice from her legs. They had been waiting in front of the parlor for about an hour when the cab pulled up.

As Ducici stepped out of the cab, Cindy about came all over the sidewalk. That Shesin girl from last night was with them. Estephan looked ungodly hot. She didn't know what it was but she fluttered an orgasm anyway. Sara eyes locked on Ducici and her jaw fell open. Estephan paid the cabbie who just handed it back.

"Call me every morning if they're going to be with you, alright Mr. Prizton." The cabbie said.

"Sure, if you can handled it Ben." He replied.

"Ha ha ha, just don't tell my wife." Ben said and drove off.

"Good morning sir. We are ready for whatever you need us for." Cindy said.

"Cindy, Sara we'll see how it goes this morning. Early for you isn't it? Classes don't start till 11:30 if I remember yesterday morning." He said as he unlocked the door and stepped inside.

"You remember right sir. I have also had time to think about what I owe you, sir." Cindy said.

"I like this one, can we keep them?" Shesin said.

"What does this one owe you Lord?" Ducici asked.

"Yes we can, and she owes me her ass to do with as I please." Estephan said as Cindy came standing in front of him. Shesin opened her mouth in surprise.

"Everyone in, I am not running hookers on the sidewalk." He said and hustled them in.

"What did you do to this girl, Lord? She smells of sex and perfume." Shesin whispered in his ear as she passed him. "And without my gift even?"

Estephan rolled his eyes and followed the women into the parlor. Ducici set herself to making coffee and the rest other self-appointed tasks. Sara looked like a dear in the headlights as Shesin took her hand and led her thru what she could do to help this morning. Cindy quivered and staggered on unsteady legs. Estephan helped her into the office and sat her on the coach.

"You really that horny to get fucked in the ass?" he asked.

"I don't understand, I can't stop thinking about you. I couldn't sleep. I about raped Sara twice last night as she slept. What did you do to me?" She pleaded.

"Turned you on, made you feel sexy and told you I was going to fuck your ass. You haven't been told that before have you?" He said.

"No, I told you I wanted you to be the first." She said.

"You are going to have to wait. I have things to do today. That would make a nice end of the day for me, if you can wait that long." He said.

"I guess I am going to have to?" She pouted.

"You sound like Shesin. Got to have it now." He said and walked out to the lobby.

Shesin sat at the counter with a composition book and pens. Ducici looked over her shoulder wide eyed at what the succubus was writing. Sara sat on a stool near the counter but was not as nosey as Ducici. He pulled his appointment book from the safe and handed it to Ducici. She wrinkled her nose at the sloppy short hand he had been using to keep up with things.

"You are an artist and your handwriting sucks. How is this even possible?" Ducici said playfully. "I will get on these call backs, office, sir?"

"Yes make the calls from the office, no other callbacks from the counter." He said.

They all paused when the front door opened. A tall black haired woman in a business suit stepped in. She looked at the walls and nodded. She walked to the counter and put her badge on it. Detective Ishara Hillard shown clearly on the badge.

"How can we be of assistance to you today?" Estephan asked.

"You are Mr. Prizton? Officer Wright said you were younger than your normal tattoo artist." She said.

"I am the youngest in the state, so what brings you Detective?" He asked.

"I have need of your eye." She started, "I have three suspects to a jewelry store heist, all have similar tattoos and I have footage from the store. I would like you to match the tattoo to the footage and help close this case." She said.

"Do you have it with you? I just opened and have appointments coming in. I would be more than willing to assist but if you want that assistance elsewhere, it will have to wait ma'am." He said.

She looked a little put off by his comment. "I can have the evidence here at 1 o'clock if you can work it in to your schedule." She said.

"You're clear until 3 this afternoon. Mr. J will be in at 10:30-ish. Traffic." Ducici said. "June will be in at 11: 45. The rest are not till late."

"Officer Hillard, You have your 1 o'clock. Did Officer Wright suggest that you come here?" He asked.

"He said you weren't into the ink-politics cause your shop is just opened. Plus you are a third generation tattoo artist, which could be more useful." She said.

"He is the best around. I wouldn't let anyone touch my skin but him." Shesin purred.

Officer Hillard flushed slightly at the inferred meaning. "I will see you at one then." She said and left the shop.

"I think that woman needs some serious dick." Shesin muttered.

Sara laughed and Ducici giggled. It was better, but he wouldn't feel right till he knew that Nikita and the others were alright. The morning went well and the ladies worked well together. Shesin kept it light with cheeky comments about how long some of the people that came in had gone without getting a piece. Sara calmed but kept eyeing Shesin dreamily. Sara was still not sure if she was the woman that sucked her pussy in the ladies room yesterday. Shesin looked catty begging her to ask, offering a repeat performance.

He sat in his office with a cheesesteak, shaking his head. It only took twenty-four hours to get it. It was just after noon so when Ducici walked Officer Hillard into the room he was not all that surprised. She eyed him like he was going to burst into flames or attack her for the fun of it. He ignored the looks and motioned for her to take a seat. She did, laying a folder on the desk.

"You have a DVD in here or do I need to bring it in too?" She quipped.

"I have one." He said opening the desk drawer and pulling out the remote. "Care to put it in? Or you need someone to put it in for you?"

"You are messing with me?" She asked.

"Only if your single and want to? I don't play game with married folk, unless they are both involved." He grinned and stepped to the DVD player. "You need to light up a little, ma'am."

"Don't call me ma'am. I am not that much older then you." She barked at him.

"But you have a badge and a gun? How should I address you, BBIC?" He asked.

"What?" She asked.

"Badass Bitch In Charge?" He said clearly.

"You're still messing with me." She said.

"I won't be taking any clothes off till you are off duty and unarmed. That work for you?" He said as he hit play. "How far down this disc do I need to go?"

"It should be the only thing.... "She couldn't speak as a web-cam of her vagina filled his screen, with six inches of knight stick pushed into the sopping hole.

"I'm not seeing a tattoo on this woman. She looks like she is really getting off on her baton thou." He admired the show. "What is the next one?" He hit the button.

"Stop. That is the wrong disc, hand it back to me. I will get the right one." She got his attention as her face filled the screen. He looked at the screen to Ms. Hillard suck down a long purple dildo.

"I think you should be more careful were you keep your personal disc's Detective." He said as he handed it back. "I have a few friends that you might want to talk with about hiding stuff like that."

"Would they know how to get them back if they were stolen?" She said worriedly.

"They might, what is in it for them, Ms. Hillard?" He asked.

"I don't know, what do they want money, drugs, or charges to vanish?" She squirmed.

"She is going to want sex I would imagine. Hold that thought thou." He stepped to the door. "Shesin could you step in here a minute." The woman was quick to his call. "Detective Hillard has a request I think you can help her out with. I will be out front getting a cup of tea, you two talk it out. I'll be back in after I am done."

He stepped out of the office and closed the door. He looked at Cindy, just seeing the Detective sucking on a fake cock had his pulse going. Cindy wasn't wearing panties and the stock room was lockable. His mind raced with dirty thought and his pants were starting to be uncomfortably tight. He walked over to the coffee table and got his tea.

"Is something wrong?" Ducici asked.

"No, just a little mix up in DVD's" he said. "Not usually that in to porn."

"She had porn?" Ducici asked. "Was it good?"

"I thought it was quiet racy." He said. "Has me thinking about dragging her in the stockroom for a little afternoon relief." Pointing at Cindy.

"I can cover the front, got ahead and get a little Lord." Ducici said.

"Can I watch?" Sara asked.

Both of them looked at Sara with raised eyebrows. "You want to watch?" He asked.

She nodded with a big grin on her face.

"Why do you want to watch?" Cindy asked.

"To see if I want it too." Sara answered as she blushed.

"Way to go, Lord. Maybe we should set up a camera for you." Ducici said.

"Estephan, were ready for you in here." Shesin said from the open office door.

"Saved, maybe." He said and walked across the room and went to into the office.

"Detective Hillard has the right disc. We will talk about the rest after you have helped the stalwart law official." Shesin said and left the room.

"Interesting friends you have." Said the Detective.

"I would be well understating matters saying you don't know the half of it." He said. "Shall we get to the business that brought you here in the first place?"

She pressed play. The robbery unfolded on the screen in front of him. The thieves were heavy handed with the staff in the store, and she slowed it to show a half uncovered tattoo on the leaders arm. It was older, and it had been modified recently. She laid out four pictures of tattoos for him to compare. He looked them over and rolled the footage back frame by frame. It took 10 minutes but none of the tattoos she had matched what was on the security cam footage.

"None of these belong to this man. See this dark section. This was recently covered. From the placement on the arm, you're looking for a 45 to 50 year old male." He said. "And this guy, he has a prison tattoo on his left hand."

"How can you know that?" She asked.

"It's blurred but, right here..." he points out, "He is trying to keep it out of sight but when this lady's name tag gets caught on his sleeve... here." He freezes the playback.

"That is a snake?" she asked.

"It's a diamond viper, common in the mid-west correctional system." He said.

"How could you know that?" She asked in awe.

"Tattoo Magazine. Last fall they did an expose on prison tattoo art. I can lend it to you, if you need the proof." He offered.

"You're amazing. I don't feel so bad about the blackmail for the other discs now." She said.

"Do I even need to ask?" He said looking at her.

"You are an odd one, and cute." She said.

"Are you flirting with me now?" He asked.

"Guess you are going to have to wait and see if that friend of yours can deliver in time." She said and picked up the papers. "Be seeing you soon. Keep an eye on this one for me." Pointing at the other DVD with her starring in it.

She left the office with a smile and wave. Ducici came in to check on him.

"Did she get weird on you about what Shesin asked her for in payment?" Ducici asked fearfully.

"She made a flirty comment and she left this for me to keep an eye on?" He said holding up the DVD, "I don't know if she was giving me permission or daring me to watch it."




Inkwell Ch. 04



"We're going to watch it when we get back to your place." Shesin said evilly.

"What else have you got me roped into?" He asked.

"A private live show." She said.

"Show?" Ducici asked.

"You'll see tonight. Just go with it. It'll be fun." Shesin said and walked back out of the room.

The evening rolled in and the parlor was social. A few couples looking for wedding tattoos. His evening with Mr. J was somewhat mundane. The man had little taste in tattoos, so Estephan was adding another nude woman to the parade on his arm. As the day went on the looks he got from the women in the parlor got more and more visceral.

He wasn't sure what they were talking about while he was in the back. And the next time he was in his office he found three pairs of panties sitting on his chair. Cindy made it clear she hadn't been wearing any when she lifted her dress to give him a peek. Did this mean the others had followed her example and removed theirs as well?

June got to the parlor a little late. Not that it was all that pressing hers was last appointment of the day. He readied the ink room as June chatted with the ladies out in the lobby. When he sent her in to get ready the ladies all lifted their skirt or dress and flashed him their wet pussies. Ducici winked and blew him a kiss. Sara got a little more brazen by sliding her fingers up and down her wet slit, parting her labia for him to see.

"You are all asking for it." He said.

"No we are begging. Showing you we are ready for you when you want it." Shesin said.

He turned and went into the ink room. June was standing next to the table only wearing a pair of 7 inch heels. She gave him a coy smile and batted her eyes. She hadn't been wearing the heels into the room. She also had a vibrator sitting on the table.

"I hope you don't mind. I need to distract myself." She said.

"I can deal with it, as long as you sit still." He said.

"Oh I can sit still." She said proudly.

He set the table and sat down on his rolling stool. Once she set down she pushed the vibrator all the way into her. She wiggled for a minute as he set the needles and pulled the ink tray. When he rolled to the table she was completely still. SO still that he could hear the hum of the vibe in her. That soon was drowned out by the buzz of the ink-gun.

"You good?" he asked.

"Yes, if it starts to sting too much would you turn the vibe up for me?"

"Sure no problem." He said.

He started on the outlining. The small heart and ribbon were on her lower abdomen. Four colors and backdrop shadowing. This would be the first sitting of three to complete the tattoo. She hissed as the second color started going in, her grabbed the vibe and turned it up one click. Her eyes went wide for a second then she quieted back down. He didn't have to stop again until he got to the shadowing, she hissed and teared up slightly.

"Turn it up all the way and finish. I know we are almost finished." She pleaded.

He cranked the vibe all the way up. She moaned and came on the vibe. He tried finishing the shadowing but her breathing was panting and shallow. Her abdomen heaved and twitched. He rolled the stool to the side and tried to get a breath of non-girl scented air.

"You need to sit still. I have three more passes to make then you can pound yourself cross eyed with that thing. You understand me June?" He said.

"Yeah I understand." She replied and pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and turned it off. "Get it done quickly. Before I need it in me again."

He worked fast, running the last three passes of the shading. He turned the gun off and slid back from her. She turned the vibe back on and shoved it deep. He took care of the guns and needles she fucked her pussy viciously. He had warned her about sweeting, but she didn't. Just orgasm after orgasm.

"I am so telling the rest of the girls about you." She said.

"Thank you, May I know why?" he asked.

"You didn't try anything." She said.

"Not to be a jerk but I got four women to fuck tonight. Not going to miss out on that by playing with your little twat. Your cute but no." He said.

She sat there looking like he had just slapped her across the face. He rolled over to the bin and peeled the latex gloves off. He did the few things the ladies couldn't, stripped the guns, pulled the needles. It took all of six minutes. When he was done he stood and headed for the door. June just sat there with a stunned expression.

"Ducici will be in to help you dress." He said then stepped out the door.

Estephan walked to the counter where all of the ladies were leaning over wagging their naked bottoms at him. This was something he could get used too. He caressed Ducici on her ass and nodded for her to go help June in the ink room. She gave him a pouty lip look but went anyway.

"Alright, we get the parlor cleaned up and we can get out of here early tonight." He said.

"We're just waiting on you." Shesin said.

"The only thing we haven't done yet is the ink room." Sara said.

"Your office is next on the list but we need your supervision in there. So we don't mix any of your projects up." Cindy said. "We need you watching so we get everything right."

"And the coffee is already gone?" He asked.

"We put a fresh cup aside. It's in your office. Perhaps you want to take care of the books and set up for tomorrow's clients. We will get the ink room cleaned up then come check on you, okay?" Shesin said.

It was a bit suspicious but he went into the office. He sat down at the desk where a cup of coffee and a cleaning check list sat. All of the items were initialed by one of the four women. A few things on the list were things that didn't need to be done daily. He stood and walked over to the drafting desk that held the temp work of his clients. Most of the tattoos were simple enough, nothing any artist could apply with basic skill.

He looked at the set he had worked up for Cindy. They were elegant and finely detailed. He was looking forward to doing them, now she wanted something less. He looked at the few left overs pieces he had worked on for Nikita, intricate was simplifying the matter. It would have been a real test of his skills to do such tattoo work. His thoughts turned to how they were. Nikita in a den of Incubus. They would have had their way with her, or perhaps not, if Shesin was telling the truth.

"Mr. Prizton?" A meek female voice intruded on his thoughts.

"Yes. Can I help you?" He asked as he turned to see who was speaking.

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday." Janet said.

"I deserved it. I was out of line talking to you the way I did. I should be the one apologizing." He said to the blushing florist.

"You ... you want to apologize?" she asked.

"I offer an apology for speaking to you uncouthly and questioning your intentions when clearly you were only concerned for the safety of those that work here. I thank you. Is there any way I can undo my ill-mannered conversation and start over?" He said.

She was so red in embarrassment she would have vanished from sight in a bucket of roses. He wasn't sure what else to say. Shesin saved him the trouble by strutting into the room completely naked. Ducici and Cindy followed the succubus in, also lacking any clothing to speak of. When Sara walked into the room pushing the cleaning cart with June at her side he put his head to his forehead.

"Just what do all of you think you are doing?" He asked.

"Cleaning your office, Lord." Shesin said.

"Are there any other items that require our touch, Lord?" Cindy asked.

"It looks like I have been out voted. Please clean up the office so we can lock up." He said.

"The door is already locked and the sign is turned. You are already closed, but not done for the day." Ducici said stepping next to Janet. "Hi, Janet, you look a little over dressed for Lord Estephan's office cleaning. Did you want to participate? I would gladly help you disrobe if you want to stay."

"SO how am I supposed to this?" June asked Shesin.

"Pour water on the floor a little bit at a time, I think you will get the hang of it. I'll start you can take over after Cindy and Sara get started. I will be helping with the floor so we get it done quicker." Shesin replied.

Janet stood there in complete confusion. Estephan watched as Cindy and Sara got on their hands and knees Shesin took a small cup out of the wash bucket and poured it down Cindy's ass then did the same to Sara. Both of the women started washing the floor with regular wash clothes. Shesin handed June the cup and got on all fours. June poured water over her ass then stepped to repeat it over Cindy and Sara.

"Are you alright Janet? Do you need a minute to think about it? We can step out and let them finish the floor before we wipe down the desks and redress the couch." Ducici said to Janet.

"You make them do this every night?" Janet accused Estephan.

"Me? I haven't told them to do anything." He rebuked.

"We talked it over earlier and this is what we came up with. We were hoping seeing all of us on all fours would get us jumped. We all want his cock in us. We are just making it easier for him to give it to us, and get the office clean at the same time." Shesin said as June poured water over her onto the floor.

"I would help with the floor but I would be to tempted the stick my tongue in all those wet pussies." Ducici said looking hungrily at Sara and Cindy.

"This is insane." Janet said. "Why would you crawl around on the floor just for some man?"

"It's Lord Estephan, not just some man." Cindy purred.

"You were thinking about how to win him over after we had gone. Invite him into your flower shop, offer yourself on a flower table?" Shesin asked.

"I would never." Janet said starting for the door.

"But we want him enough to share and wait our turn. You can go first if he wants you." Ducici said.

"I haven't had him yet, but Shesin is an awesome cunt licker." Sara said blushing.

"You were so tasty. Thank you." Shesin said.

"You are still going to pound my ass till I cum, aren't you Lord?" Cindy begged.

"I can see you need time to think about this, I will show you out." Ducici said and gestured for the door.

Janet looked at June pouring water over Sara. The inner conflict playing out over her body. None of these women looked like they were doing this forcibly. Even she could smell the arousal of the women in the room. Estephan looked about as uncomfortable as she did. Had they really done this to have him? Could she really join their little flesh buffet to have sex with Estephan.

The thought of having sex with him turned her. She started pulling her clothes off and looked at Ducici, who just smiled in reply. Estephan felt dizzy. He looked at Shesin with a questioning look. She nodded and arched her back seductively as June poured more water over her already wet body. She held his eyes and turned her head to stick her tongue in the warm folds of June's pussy. June moaned drawling the attention of the rest of the women in the office.

Janet gasped, Sara and Cindy giggled, as Estephan sat there in total amazement. Shesin moved closer and wrapped her hands around Junes quivering legs. Cindy and Sara crawled around the desk rubbing themselves more than washing the floor.

"Lord, how are you going to have your way with us if you are still clothed?" Cindy asked seductively.

They started taking his clothes off slowly. He didn't discourage them or hamper their efforts. He could feel their energy, their arousal. He looked at Shesin for a moment. She nodded to him with the added bonus of running her tongue up and down Junes slit. June came and Shesin absorbed the energy.

She looked at him with a broad grin. He got what this was about, learning how to do it in a way that wouldn't hurt anyone if he didn't get it right. All of these women were already horny, and wanting to fuck him. All he had to do was feel what Shesin was doing and try to follow her example.

"You know your desert missy?" He said in Cindy's ear. She came hearing it and he tasted her energy.

It was about to get going real good when a knock at the door snapped every ones attention to the door. Estephan being the only one in the room with any amount of clothing on redressed and went to the front door. The rest waited. He walked to the front door and peeked out. His mind blanked for a second. Detective Hillard stood outside.

"How can I help you Detective? I am closed already." He said.

"I want to talk to Shesin. Is she still here?" She inquired.

"Yes but..." He said.

"Let her in!" Shesin hissed from the office.

"Come in Detective." He said opening the door and letting her in.

"We're in the office. We were just about to enjoy your movie." Shesin called.

"Who is 'we'?" She asked shooting a dirty look at Estephan as she stalked thru the door.

"Just us horny chic's wanting some Lord loven'" Ducici said caressing quivering Janet at her side.

Ishara stopped in her tracks seeing five nude women in the room. Shesin smiled with remote in hand. June panted as she sat on the couch. Sara and Cindy stood on either side of his chair behind the desk. Estephan stepped past her into the room.

"Well Detective, you can join us or go. We won't tell anyone if you won't." Shesin said eyes glittering. "If you're staying the clothes come off. We want Lord Estephan free to sample us as he pleases. It's not like we aren't going to know what you look like by the end of your movie anyway. I however would like to taste you for a little while."

"What do you think you are doing here?" She accused Estephan.

"Being held sex hostage by all of my female friends and a florist?" He said blushing deeply.

All of the women in the room grinned and nodded. She shook her head, he was the victim. All of these women stripped naked and he was here unwillingly she found that hard to believe. She turned to leave as Shesin pressed play. Estephan sat behind the desk and put his head down on it. The rest of the women stared at the screen. She was pinching her nipples and making smooches at the camera.

"Nice nipples, can we see them?" Sara asked.

"Are yours sensitive or can you really pull on them hard?" June asked.

"You women really doing this to him?" Ishara asked.

"For him. His birthday is on Sunday and the shop won't be open." Ducici said.

"So we're throwing a Fuck the Boss Birthday orgy." Shesin added.

"And he's the Boss we're all hoping to fuck." Cindy finished.

"You doing this against your will?" She asked Estephan.

"I'll be 27 in two days. I am a male. 5 lovely naked women want me to pleasure them. What kind of stupid would I have to be to say 'no'?" He said throwing his hands up and turning to let Sara and Cindy take his clothing off again.

She looked around for a moment, "You have a point, Lord. One doesn't have this kind of opportunity very often. Happy Birthday." She said and started undoing her shirt.

The sex started hard and fast. Taking Janet on his desk. Making the girl orgasm three times before letting her go. He took little bits from each one. Next was Sara, she climbed on to his cock as he sat in his chair. She rode him to a half-dozen orgasms of her own before needing a breather. Ishara was moaning loudly into Ducici thighs as Shesin locked her lips on the law woman's clitoris. June watched the screen as Ishara squired hot juice for the camera.

"Cop lady how do you squirt like that?" She asked.

"You want me to give you one?" she said between panting.

"You can give me one first." Shesin said and sucked hard on the woman's labia as punctuation.

Ishara moaned and came, "Your first, I promise."

Estephan tasted orgasm after orgasm. Taking a little energy from each. He had yet to cum. Shesin wanted to just get her 'fuck' on. She was holding herself waiting for him to show her could control himself. He grabbed Cindy and pushed her to the desk. He lubed her pucker by dipping his cock in her sopping hole and slapping ass with the hard wet pole. She was a fountain of girl juice so it didn't take long. Greasing himself in her weepy twat he pulled out and rammed it in her tight ass.

Cindy moaned and came. He pushed more of his cock into her clenching sphincter. When he was balls deep he drew himself out to the crown and shoved it back in. On and on he pounded. Crown to hilt, Cindy was an orgasming ball of pleasure. He added to his orgasm, only a small amount and blasted his cum all over her ass and back. She squirted in orgasm.

June watch lying next to Janet, both came seeing his come gushing over Cindy's quivering ass. Ducici sucked Ishara's left breast as the cop fingered Shesin's pussy. Sara slinked to the desk licked his cum off of Cindy. He pulled her over and pushed her down over Cindy and pushed his fuck stick in her ass. She squealed and came in a flood over Cindy.

He pulled it out of Sara's thrashing body and gave his dick a cleaning. He stepped over to Ishara, grabbing the Detective by her hair he feed his cock to her. She deep throated his cock like a porn slut. Shesin squirted all over the Ducici's face. Shesin looked at him challengingly. He grinned evilly at what she had in mind.

Two hours later the two of them were the only ones not laid out on the floor cover in cum. He grabbed her and shoved her against the wall. He pushed his cock deeply into her hot snatch. He held her by her wings and rode her thru two orgasms. He didn't take from her. It seemed to goad her it to wanting him to make her cum. She had been tasting energy all night just like him. Now he held the energy back and just fucked. She pounded the demoness, grunting, grabbing her hair. He talked filthy about how much of a hot piece of ass she was and he needed her to come.

Her eyes rolled back and she came in a flood over his cock, they shot open when his cum began gushing into her. She hissed and moaned. He let his erection subside and Shesin slide to the floor. He looked around the office. Six women lay about in states of sexual contentment. Looking at the clock, it was just shy of 1 a.m. He let the women purr and moan as he walked into the clean room to shower some of the sex and aches away.

"You think this is what women are for?" Clotho asked as she stepped out of the wall next to the shower.

"No, those women think this is what I am for." He replied.

"But you liked it?" She asked.

"Did say that I didn't? You were supposed to be checking on Nikita and Joxifa. Where are they?" He asked with a cold stare at the Fate.

"In the higher realm. Nikita is not being allowed to return until the succubus is returned to the other side." Clotho said flatly.

"That isn't Nikita's responsibility." He said.

"It would be yours." Clotho said.

"If you wouldn't have taken the book I might already have known that." He said.

"We didn't take the book." Clotho said.

"Someone sure as fuck did. It was as if Nikita and the other had never set foot in the mortal realm. All that they had done had been undone, and the book was gone." He said angrily. "Now you tell me you didn't take the book, sucks to be you then. I have found my way without your book. I will send the demoness back to the higher realm after I have talked to Nikita. Otherwise I will call Nikita back to the mortal realm without your help or permission."

"You can't do that!" Clotho yelped.

"And you wondered why I didn't like this one." Atropos said. "He would dare the unthinkable."

"But if that's what needs to be?" Lachesis said.

"Why are all three of you here?" He asked.

"As agreed I have returned to explain." Clotho said. "They came to oversee your reaction."

"So my thinking that the higher realm in falling wasn't that far from the truth?" he said as he put his head under the shower of water.

"How could you..." Lachesis started to ask.

"I told you he was..." Atropos snapped and silenced.




Inkwell Ch. 04



"Not falling, fading. The mortal world has grown beyond its need of our influence. Most of the Gods gave themselves over to the great winds a thousand years ago. We have kept this from most of the higher realm. That is starting to weaver. Others of power are seeing it as an opportunity to return to the mortal realm to reinstate themselves as rulers of humanity."

"Like Lady Styx, you know her." Atropos said snidely.

"She is but one of many that would do harm in the world. You are our hope for the ones that wouldn't harm the world." Clotho said.

"We are resigned to our fate. Others of the higher realm could still do good in your world. Why leave them to oblivion when you could give them a place in the mortal realm where they can be a boon to humankind." Lachesis said.

"He won't do it. We are wasting our breath with him." Atropos hissed.

"I don't like you." He said stepping from the shower pointing at Atropos. "Clotho I am willing to assist, for a price."

"What would you ask for?" Lachesis asked.

"Autonomy from the higher realm rules. You want me to bring beings of myth into the mortal realm. I am going to need the freedom to tell others about it. I can't hold them all to my service personally." He said flatly looking into the eyes of Clotho. Lachesis checking his male appendage hungrily.

"You dare to spread knowledge of the higher realms?" Atropos asked.

"Yes. I do. One person at a time. I would let a few Mythical beings into the parlor at a time. As Nikita explained, they would be able to call a mortal suited to them. If both the mortal and mythic agree I would tattoo bound them and they would be able to do great things in the mortal realm." He said.

"If they were bound, they would be safe in the mortal realm when the higher realm faded to darkness." Lachesis said softly.

"But you would dare tell us how this should be done?" Atropos sneered.

"I would dare, I am a mortal. I have my own freewill. I also have command of who I am and what I want in life. Your offer of immortality would only take away what makes me special. Drive, need, and self- reliance are important parts of what it means to live." He said.

"You sound like Zeus." Clotho said.

"What King of the Gods, lightning bolts?" He asked.

"Yes, he said something much like that before he sealed the realms to watch over humanity." Lachesis said.

"You think you have the wisdom of the king of gods, mortal?" Atropos asked coldly.

He looked at her but didn't answer his question. He walked out of the clean room leaving them to stand there. He opened the office door and walked over to the still panting Shesin. He leaned close so only she would hear.

"I can send you anywhere, as long as I want you to return, it wouldn't be dismissing you right?" He asked.

"Where would you... the fates are here?" she asked eyes wide in fear.

"Yes, and Nikita can't come back if you are here. You are mine right?"

"I am yours." She said.

"If I asked you to return to the high realm so that Nikita could return, then return yourself to my company once she is safe of their rules would that work?" He asked.

"I don't know." She said.

"Then I will find another way." He said.

"You would leave her there if it meant losing me?" She asked on the verge of tears.

"I won't trade one person for another." He said and walked back to the clean room.

"You can call her yourself. They can't stop you." She said.

He heard her and tried to keep that in mind. He ran thru what he knew about the higher realm. It became clear that the Fates were holding an empty threat. Nikita, Galenee and Lyrusi were already his. They couldn't take them back, he was the only one that could release their bound to him.

As he walked he felt a surge of confidence. These women held nothing, he had all the cards. When he stepped into the room Clotho couldn't hide a smile. Atropos rolled her eyes and threw her hands up. Lachesis tilted her head in an inquisitive manner.

"You don't intend to help us then?" Lachesis asked.

"You will return those that are bound to me and after I have talked it over with them, I will make my decision. If you won't, I will retrieve them myself and all talks of my assistance are over." He said.

"Agreed Lord Prizton." Clotho said.

He stopped, a twinge of uncertainty ran down his spine. Atropos stalked to the left wall and reached into its surface like dipping her hand in water. She pulled and tossed Lyrusi out on to the floor. The nymph blinked disoriented and was buried under Galenee when Atropos pushed her to the floor as well. Estephan wanted to yell at the women for her lack of courtesy but the ladies were being returned. Atropos pulled Nikita through as was about to toss her to the floor when Joxifa came tumbling past Nikita.

"How dare you!" Atropos growled.

"Leave her alone, she is with me." Nikita said sternly.

"Welcome back. The others are in the office, there are mortals present." He said.

"Take your time. You have passed the final test." Clotho said.

"This was part of a test?" Lyrusi asked.

"We'll talk about that later. Get up girlie." Galenee said. "Let the Lord finish his meeting."

"I still think he cheated!" Atropos said.

"When did he cheat? How did he cheat? If anything you have been trying to sabotage him from the start. You didn't leave him the book, you tried to undermine his skills and gave Styx information about those he knew." Lachesis ranted.

"Atropos you are to leave the mortal realm, now." Estephan said.

"Don't do that just yet, please." Clotho requested.

"Atropos hold your place. Now why should I wait to get her away from me?" He asked.

"You must be named, Lord Prizton. That requires all three of us." Clotho said. "Take a few minutes to talk it over with your friends in the office."

He was a bit suspicious. He walked into the office to see all of the women looking at each other with questioningly. He was about to say something when Nikita stepped into his arms and laid her head on his shoulder.

"I hoped you would pass." She said.

"You tried sneaking back here on your own and got caught by your mother. She tried to rape me." He said. "Good thing I had anal sex on the brain or she may have succeeded."

"And you brought me here, why?" Joxifa asked.

"Yeah we all have things to say and talk about. What he needs is our name for him in the higher realm. So we came move the Fates along and get to it." Galenee said grabbing Lyrusi before the nymph could start a slew of questions.

"Why can't I use my real name?" He asked.

"It helps keep things separate and quicker to deal with." Galenee said.

"If you have a name up there that only is used up there, when one is here and asks for you, we are all going to know where they are from and how to handle things." Nikita said.

"Sebastian Inkwell." Joxifa whispers.

The whole room goes silent. Sara and Cindy look at the newcomers with confusion. Detective Hillard sits up trying to focus on the conversation. Ducici bounced over to Galenee and cuddled her with a murmur and coo. He turned and walked out of the room. Joxifa's suggestion was as good as any.

"Sebastian Inkwell." He said to the Fates.

"Interesting choice." Clotho remarked.

"Your name is Sebastian Inkwell." Lachesis said with a smile.

"Fine, you are Sebastian Inkwell." Atropos said begrudgingly.

"You are Sebastian Inkwell, Guardian of the Mortal Realm, and Gate Keeper of the Higher Realm." Clotho said reverently.

"This is for you, Lord." Lachesis said handing him a much easier to handle book of the rules of the higher realms.

"Call on us when you have talked over everything with the others, if you have questions. There is a section on how to communicate with us. Be well Estephan... Sebastian Inkwell." Clotho said and all three of the fates faded from the room.

He turned and walked back into the office. All of the women were chatting up about how much of a pain the trip was. Even throwing in a comment about losing the cellphone charger. He wondered if he was ever going to get used to Nikika's ability to weave a story out of nothing that everyone believed. Galenee was the first one to inquire about all of the women's lack of clothing.

As they talked, he felt more and more like he was going to get held down and fucked by every one of them. Nikita held them off and got June and Janet out of the mix, Ishara was also pulled aside by Shesin and soon after departed giving kisses to him. Once the mortal women had been gently escorted away Nikita turned and pointed.

"Hold her down, our Lord needs to make her his." Nikita said extending her finger at Joxifa.

Ducici was the only one not to move immediately. The rest of the women grabbed the Banshee and pulled her clothing off as they dragged her to the desk. Joxifa struggled somewhat but the glistening wet labia said she was turned on despite her protests.

"Lord, I return my gift to you." Lyrusi said reaching over and caressing his penis.

"I too, return my gift." Galenee said leaning to kiss his cheek.

"Where is Yerni?" He asked.

"None of us has seen her since we were taken from the apartment." Galenee said.

"Claim her and she can find her for you." Nikita said petting Joxifa's leg.

He thought about it, "Joxifa do you wish to be claimed and held to my service as messenger-escort."

"Will it hurt?" She asked timidly.

"No and I will help you control your screaming." Shesin purred into her ear caressing her shoulder.

He could feel her with the aid of Galenee's gift. Joxifa was excited and afraid. It acquired to him that she may have never had sex before. She was a virgin! He paused.

"I can mark you in another way. If you wish to hold your virginity." He said gently.

"I want you to take it and mark me, Lord." She said quivering.

As the others pet and caressed the rest of her captive body. He nestled the head of his shaft between her wet labia. She panted and moaned watching wide eyed as he started pushing his cock into her. His cock met a slight resistance, she bucked and the resistance melted away. She was groaning and shaking.

He grabbed her hips and pushed deeply into her. Her head rolled back but before a howl could break from her lips, Shesin locked her lips over Joxifa. He banshee came, her pulsing walls milking his cock. He tasted her energy and flipped the switch to join her in orgasm. She moaned into Shesin's mouth, the rest of the women caressed her sweet spots. Pushing the pleasurable sensations higher.

His semen gushing into her pushed her over an even higher peek and she clenched so hard his spurting cock was pushed out. His cum spurted over her stomach and thighs. She shock and arched her back then squirt a jet of her hot fluid over his cock. She went limp in the hands of all the others. He pressed his fingers over her clit and rubbed it from side to side quickly a few times. Her body went ridged and she gushed a second jet of hot fluid from her quivering pussy.

He stepped back from the desk and let the girl enjoy the afterglow at the hands of the others. He walked to the couch and dropped himself onto it. He let his head fall back as he relaxed for a few minutes. The feel of tongue on the underside of his cock brought his attention back. He looked down into the eyes of Nikita. Her mouth open and tongue extended under the head of his cock. It twitched at the sensual contact.

"You don't need to do that." He said.

"I want to. The others say it's really a turn on to feel it pulse in your mouth." Nikita said opening her mouth and sucking him down.

"I don't see you in a subservient roll Nikita." He said.

"And only a servant can enjoy pleasuring you orally?" She asked and wrapped her lips around his cock.

"No, I?" He began.

"Nikita we are her as promised." A slinky naughty girl said caressing her clit openly.

"Is this the artist you spoke of? I would do as you are if he would let me." Said an ample breasted women standing at the side of the first.

Nikita released his penis and jumped up the hug the two new women. She started rambling in a language he didn't understand. The rest of the women in the room sat smiling and nodding as introductions were exchanged. He felt the mood of the group shift. Where there had been an unspoken suspicion, there was now a growing bond of community.

"You're doing well, Sebastian. Anything you want to talk about before they figure out I snuck over here?" His father said sitting on the couch next to him.

"Did mom know you did stuff like this?" he asked.

"Know, she loved it. That changed when we found out you were on the way." He said.

Estephan didn't think about it. He just watched as the mythic ladies talked with each other. It wasn't difficult to see how a woman could enjoy being part of a group of women like these. Each one had a gift that would enhance the abilities of a mortal that spent time in their company.

"How did you fail the test?" Estephan asked.

"Ouch, not even small talk to lead into it? I gave up the succubus to get my Nike back." He said.

"How could you turn one person over to save someone else?" Estephan asked looking over at the pained expression on his father's face.

"She scared me, the succubus. I felt that keeping her around would be too much on the relationship of your mother and me. We weren't married and the Nike had just shown herself to the both of us. She wasn't ready to be shown this kind of coven." Gesturing at the women in his office.

"So for the love of a woman, you gave in. Dad you're a fucking saint." Estephan chided.

"And you are a full on pimp daddy, you little pervert." His dad said between chuckles.

"And how did you claim them? If mom knew." He asked then regretted asking.

"Blowjobs. She didn't mind that but she was the only one allowed to fuck me. She was a bit of an evil bitch at times. Jumping me when the others could watch but not participate." He said.

"She had to keep it in their minds she was your alpha." Estephan said.

"You really did learn up at that university. Is that how you passed it?" Dad asked.

"No, she pissed me off." He answered.

"Who?" Dad asked.

"Atropos. Something still isn't sitting right. Not that any of them know any better," Pointing at the women around the room, "but the way things played out seems wrong."

"Wrong? You have... 8 mythical goddesses. Wrong went by the way side when the first one walked thru your door. Not of this is right according to society. It is immoral and sexist."

"I am not talking about that. It is what they are meant to do while here that seems of the mark, so to speak. How are they going to inspire and aid in this world of tech-overload. I doubt I can name three people that would know what all of their type of mythic are? I didn't know two of them before meet them. From what I have learned from being around them. Some knowledge of them is needed for them to be able to help or inspire you in any way." He stopped speaking and turned to find all of the women were kneeled in two rows in front of him.

"Lord Estephan, let us worry about that part. You are our Patron. We serve you as repayment for giving us place in the world." Nikita said.

"See, how is that wrong." His father said. "You are letting society do too much of your thinking."

"Your right, I need to lighten up." He said but didn't feel any truth in the words he had just spoken.

"Well I better get back before they notice. It will give you some privacy for the new ones." He said fading from sight.

"Is he gone?" He asked Galenee.

She nodded. He stood up looking down at Nikita. He Held his hand to her and pulled her to her feet.

"You said I was here for you, and they were your tools-helpers. Now I am keeper of all of them and you as Patron? Is this going to make any more sense if I read this?" He asked holding up the book Lachesis gave him.

"We only have power here if you let us." Galenee said.

"We will read the book to you if you like." Shesin said.

"Maybe, who are these to women?" He asked.

"This is Eirene, she is an Hour, and that is Thalia a Grace." Nikita said.

"And here I thought one of them was going to be a Muse." He said.

"That would be quiet a trick." Thalia said. "They haven't been seen in a hundred years or so."

"And that would be the missing piece of the puzzle. They are gone and the realm is out of balance." He said. "You are here to help mortals, and search for missing muses."

"Yes, Lord." Nikita said like he had slapped her.

"I can handle that. So let's get the party started." He said.

All of the women looked relieved at his words. It was a little close but all of them fit in the SUV, which sat in a parting spot out in front of the parlor once again. He claimed each of them over the course of the night and in return they imparted a gift to him. He relaxed in the middle of his bed surrounded by women, and a few that didn't fit in the bed finding other places to relax. Life was good, complicated but good.



Inkwell Ch. 05



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy.




He looked at the business card, "Sebastian Inkwell". He wasn't sure why he took the card off of the contacts broad in the suppliers lobby. He wasn't looking for a tattoo, he had several and a fair number of piercings. Now his was sitting in the parking lot in front of the tattoo parlor and had no earthly idea what he was doing here.

The door of the parlor opened and he froze. Two of the women in the place were completely naked and unbelievably gorgeous. A tap at the driver side window made him jump. He looked and saw the person that had attempted to get his attention. She was tall, sexy, and nude. He rolled down the window an inch or so.

"Do you need help?" He asked.

"No, we just want to know how long you are going to hide in your car." She said in a tone that had him twitching in his pants.

"Shesin, we don't drag them in. If he wants to change his mind he can." A second female voice said.

He turned his head to see who had spoken but saw nothing. He looked back at to Shesin to find the woman was gone. He looked at the front of the parlor, "Sharpirion" tattoos. He was arguing with himself, his internet check of the place was about useless. The shop had not been open an entire week yet, and the owner-operator was a guy named Estephan Prizton.

The door of the parlor opened again and a good looking women carrying a gun on her hip stepped to the sidewalk. A red head scooted out to this cop woman and gave her a kiss on the cheek. The red head giggled and darted back in the parlor. The officer just shook her head and got into her state tagged car and drove off. 

"Ok, I can see why Shesin was ruder than usual." A male voice said at the door of his car.

"Where did you come from, and where did she go?" He yelped startled again.

"My car." The guy said pointing at the red two door parked next to him.

"Are you coming in or are you leaving?" The guy said. "I'm busy today so I can take the weekend off. It has been a great first week."

"Wait, so you're Sebastian? Or Estephan?" He asked trying to open his door and step out without removing his seat belt. 

"Yes." The guy said and started across the parking lot.

"Damn it, wait a second." He said angrily, pulling his sit belt off and climbing out of his car.

"I told you I was busy. Hurry it up. The ladies don't like to be kept waiting." He called over his shoulder and kept walking to the parlor door.

"Ladies? They're running around your shop naked." Anthony said.

"So you can see that will be helpful. Come on or you aren't going to fit in my schedule."

Anthony stepped into the parlor and every teenage fantasy he ever had stood or lounged here. Tall amazon women in leather, three naked hotties prancing about, and a cream skinned goddess with black hair sitting behind the counter in living color before his eyes.

"Welcome, first you need to answer three questions." The cute red head said as she took his arm.

"What? I am here to ask questions. Not answer them." Anthony said.

"There about sex." She purred at him.

"Why would you want to know about sex?" He squeaked.

"Cause the faster you answer the sooner we get to have some." She said with a grin.

His head spun and his vision blurred. An armed hooked under his and held him upright.

"Alright Tony. Don't puss out on me." The guy from the parking lot said. He pulled him in to the back where a stainless steel table stood. "I am Sebastian, and Estephan. The ladies have recruited you. I can see why. You need some water while we talk about it?"

"Recruited? Then what was the sex thing?" Tony asked.

"We'll get to that later. You can see their real forms, the ladies out front?"

"What are they?" Tony asked.

"So yes. This isn't the first time you have seen something like them is it?" Estephan asked.

"How do you know that? I never tell anyone." Tony whispered.

"Well, I have some good news and some bad news." Estephan said.

"I can help you. Answers to questions, a good paying position, and an apartment. The bad news is three of the women get super horny when a mortal can see them and it is likely all three of them are going to fuck you before they let you leave. You with me so far?" Estephan said evenly toned.

"Mortal?" Tony asked.

"Good you heard that. You pass the first test. Now the card you have is a lure for those that with very little help have seen the higher realm or a being from it. Thalia made them for us." Estephan said. "To answer your question, Sebastian Inkwell is my name in the higher realm. So anyone from there coming here will be easily identifiable when they come calling."

"Then how did I get it? I'm not from some other realm. You some kind of demon-psyco with a deal for my soul?" Tony asked.

"Nope, just a tattoo artist with a cool job moonlighting as the ambassador to heaven. Job has some great perks, and lots of sex. Not much good sex going on up there so when they come here... you understand?" Estephan said.

"No!" Tony said. "Is that why I got the card?" 

"Yes! Now you probably have questions and you can ask. First you have to answer one. Sound fair?"

"I... yeah?" Tony said confusedly.

"You want to live forever?" Estephan asked.

Tony's eyes went wide. "Hell no!" He replied. 

"You pass! Now ask your questions." Estephan said.

"What exactly is going on?" He asked.

Estephan smiled. "The muses have gone missing. We are going to be searching for them."

"Muses? Like the invisible girl with creative powers?" Tony asked.

"Yes, only this isn't 'Charmed' and they have been missing for a century." Estephan said.

"Did he pass?" Asked a sweet little hottie peeking in the door.

"Yes, Lyrusi, he passed. Just can't wait can you?" Estephan said.

"I can't help it, you keep us so horny, any chance to get a little that doesn't tax you is ..." Lyrusi said.

"She would like to have sex with you?" Estephan said like she was going to shake his hand.

"Now?" Tony asked?

"Uh-huh. I think you will better understand the rest of this after you relaxed a little." Estephan said. "So out of my clean room and don't break my desk."

"Come on I don't bite, unless you tell me too." Lyrusi said.

Tony was led into his office by the nymph. He stood and walked out to the lobby. Nikita paced along the far wall as she had been doing for the last four hours. Joxifa and Eirene had gone looking for the missing Hind, Yerni. Nikita was starting to feel very guilty about having brought the Hind into the real world in the first place. She hadn't thought about how some of the mythics would be treated when they returned to the higher realm. She had only thought about those that she knew could handle being in the mortal realm.

Shesin put her hand on his arm and shook her head. He took her advice and left the Nike to her thoughts. After the night of marathon sex and education, he was feeling surprisingly well. Once Thalia had gifted him with endemic memory he was able to remember everything in the book that he read or was read to him. And after much discussion it was agreed that he was going to need others from the mortal realm to help, not just others of higher realm.

Thalia came up with the card. A stack of business cards that would seek out those that meet a set of standards set by Estephan. The cards would be found or are passed on to those people that were in some way connected to the higher realm. Be it watched over by an angel, stalked by a succubus, or spotted the tooth fairy when they were a child. These individuals would be given a chance to join the search or staff, in some way be an active part of this. This would mean they were going to be claimed and claim one or two mythical beings as their helpers as well.

Tony was the first. Nikita noticed him watching her as she wondered town. She didn't look out of place but when he looked at her she was sure he knew there was something different about her. And once the card was within ten feet of him in had reacted and the 'he can see me' horny yelps of some of the ladies had confirmed Nikita's theory. 

The door to the parlor opened and Joxifa stepped inside, followed by a very shaky Yerni. Nikita visibly showed her relief. Estephan walked over and took the Hind into his arms. Yerni shuttered and leaned heavily against him.

"I was worried about you." He said.

"You worried about me? But you have plenty of sex." She said wide eyed. 

"So none of that sex is hot Yerni lovin'." Estephan said playfully.

"And you said I needed to calm it some?" she asked.

"You did, and I couldn't go with out for long." He said.

The Hind swooned in his arms. Even Shesin gave him a 'you had that coming' look. He scooped her up and carried her into his office. Tony was pinned to the floor by Lyrusi and Joxifa riding him in reckless euphoria. They both smiled at him, Tony came in Joxifa's depths as his face was bathed in a flood of Lyrusi's nectar.

"How you feeling about things Tony? Feeling relaxed and ready to talk?" Estephan asked.

"These women could fuck a guy to death." Tony panted.

"You complaining or stating?" Estephan asked.

"Uh, I donno." Tony replied.

"Well keep quiet for a few then we can talk about it." Estephan said as her gently laid Yerni over his desk.

He slid a hand under her soft ass and lifted her slightly, dipping his tongue into her dripping folds. Her eyes snapped open and locked with his. He smiled around his tongue for her. Her breathing picked up and when he wrapped his lips over her clitoris she moaned and came. She tasted sweet to his tongue and her energy. He stood and pushed his hard cock into her before she knew what was happening.

Her body arched and thrashed over his thick pole. He reached forward placing his hand in her cleavage, rocked his hips back and pounded deeply into her sopping box. She squirmed around the desk, knocking papers to the floor. As a last effort to keep her still he held her throat gently and grabbed one of her breast harshly. Her eyes lit in fiery passion, bucking her hips, begging him to fuck her harder with her sweating body. 

"You going to come for me now, you wild little doe?" He asked huskily.

"Oooo! Lord Est.. Este..." She sputtered as her inner walls convulsed as if they were trying to suck his cock off.

His orgasm sprayed her depths and she went ridged. Her sweet silken walls vibrated around his bucking penis. She melted into a pool of content as his cock slid pleasurably slowly out of her weepy labia. He looked over at Tony, who still had a Ducici sucking on his so to be hard cock, and gave him a nod.

"So if you had to choose, what kind of mythical sex goddess would you most favor?" He asked Tony.

"That one chic is a demon isn't she?" He asked in return.

"Yup. And the lovely cock worshipper you have at the moment is a dryad." Estephan said.

"Are they evil, demons I mean?"

"Yup, just like us humans." Estephan said. "Angels are worse from what I hear. Haven't met one yet."

"And they would want to fuck too?" Tony asked.

"You need more pussy juice." Ducici declared and pushed him back rolling her hips over his cock.

"In the higher realms, sex is a way of bounding your energy to theirs. Like a contract. Don't panic, all of the mythic ladies here are already willingly bound to me. They are just really enjoying the pleasures of the mortal realm. Sex doesn't feel like it does here, up there." He said pointing at the ceiling.

Tony was starting to understand, maybe. All of those really out of place sexy people. Watching over someone or doing good. Unseen by most for who they really were. He could be part of that world, as if getting a few hot pieces of it dragged up and down his cock weren't enough to convince him.

"So how does this work, exactly? You did a lot of carrot dangling while I was still in the car." Tony asked.

"I know I did, and I asked you if you could choose a partner what it would be." Estephan asked. "I'll let you enjoy her a bit more. Be in to check on you in a few minutes."

He pulled his pants up and headed for the door. He opened it to find Nikita standing there. She had a smile and a glint in her eye that she wanted to be next. He hooked her arm and pulled her across to the clean room.

"Get naked and I will be back in two minutes." He whispered in her ear.

"You better, I really need... to... "She hissed.

He stepped into the lobby and got Galenee's attention as well as flagged Shesin over. They stepped over to him quickly.

"When Ducici is done, check on Yerni and make sure Ducici is straight. Shesin promised Ishara that she would track down her stolen personal stuff. Galenee go with her. Without knowing who else in the higher realm is playing both sides, no of us goes anywhere but the bathroom alone." He said.

"Are you serious?" Shesin asked. "She is only going to slow me down."

"I don't care if she makes you walk backwards. No one goes anywhere alone." He repeated.

"You think I am going to slow you down? Keep dreaming horn girl." Galenee jibed.

"Right, you two work it out." Estephan said.

He walked back to the clean room and was met half way by Eirene. She had a bit of a worried look on her face. What little he knew about Hours he had only learned last night. So when she handed him a stack of folded papers he looked at them intently. He stifled a laugh when they turned out to be the delivery menus for the local restaurants.

"What is half of this stuff? Is this really food? What is a Moo Goo Gai Pan? It sounds disgusting." She rattled off before he could keep a straight face. "You make that face? What is so amusing?"

He put his hand up. "All of these menus are food. Calm down no need to panic over lunch. Just find something on this one that sounds good and we will teach you about Chinese food another day."

"Okay. Did you want me ordering for every one?" She asked. 

"Ask them to pick something from the one menu and write it down. Get Lyrusi to help. You'll do fine." He said with a warm smile.

She nodded and smiled back. He stepped into the clean room and locked the door. Nikita was nude and laying on the articulation table. She motioned him over with a finger and naughty smile. He shook his finger at her and pointed at the shower enclosure. She looked and her face broke into a beaming smile. 

"You need it?" He asked.

"I feel out of sync. Before I could feel you more completely." She said.

"You held the others here before. Now they are bound to me not you. Perhaps there was more to you holding them here then you realized. I mean look at Ducici, she is rather wild. When she was bound to you she had been more demure and conservative." Estephan said.

"She is a bit more Lyrusi like. She is a lot less stand-offish when she is with Shesin and Galenee." She admitted.

"Yesterday was say that she was to tempted to wash the floor cause all of the wet pussy she wanted to stick her tongue in. Not something I would think of Ducici saying, Shesin perhaps." He said as he started the water. "I know she changed with the passing time, and that her being called by Shesin tilted her personality a little. She is almost too much to worry about."

"You see it too. You are right. She isn't the cool and collected dryad she was before. Will you talk to her or just send her away?" Nikita asked as she stepped into the water with him.

"I am going to talk to her, why wouldn't I?" He said as her started to lather her up.

She purred and arched her back as his hands slid down the length of her body. She moaned when he stepped closer and brought his hands up the front of her body to fondle her breasts. She was a symphony of pleasured sounds as he washed every part of her. When his fingers slid between her thighs she opened her legs to him. He kneeled down to taste of her sweet labia. She grabbed at the wall trying to keep her balance. His mouth opened her and his tongue delved deeply into her. 

"I hope I haven't come at a come at a bad time." A feminine voice said outside the shower.

"What do you want?" Nikita moaned.

"Sebastian Inkwell? I was told he was in here freshening up. Do I have the wrong room?" She asked.

"You have the right room and it is a bad time. What do you want?" He grumbled as he got to his feet.

"I have a message from Styx. A Gorgon has slipped into the mortal realm." She said.

"Which one?" Nikita asked before he had a chance to tell the woman to fuck off.

"Mesaduce, is this important?" She asked.

Estephan stepped out of the shower to slap this chic. He was extremely pissed at the interruption. When his eyes caught sight of the fairy he stopped cold. She was stunningly beautiful thou only two inches tall. She hovered just below eye level in a mist of sparkles. Her sheer gossamer dress flowed and danced on the light breeze kicked up by her flittering wings. 

"Why is she sending me a warning after the shit she tried to pull?" Estephan asked.

"Restitution." She said.

"Right." He grabbed a towel and began drying.

"Mesaduce slipped into the mortal realm. Do you know where?" Nikita said.

"Area zone one? I think that is Styx said. She wasn't making a lot of sense. Something about Nik Tina being in danger. That her mortal thou well-endowed was missed the tools of a rail man? No she said real man that was it I'm sure." The floating fairy rambled.

"I have to get her." Nikita said calmly. "Thalia can come with me. It shouldn't take long. She wouldn't be that hard to find. 38 foot snake woman can't hide that quickly."

"What do I tell Styx?" the fairy asked.

"Message received." He said, Nikita closing her lips.

"Okay." She replied and vanished in a blink.

"Gorgon, is that like a Medusa?" He asked.

"Medusa and Mesaduce are both Gorgon. Their sisters." Nikita said.

"I don't know if this town can handle a 38 foot snake chic turning my customers into statues." He said.

"And Shesin is fucking men to death by the dozen?" She asked.

"So the legends are a bit off?" He asked.

"Somewhat, Medusa was the worst of them. Mesaduce was a guardian of Akrotiri on the Isle of Thera. She is one of the wisest women I know." She said.

"Like before, I will trust you. You know them better than I do." He said as he started to dress.

"I'm not done with you yet." She said as she slid her hands around to caress his throbbing cock.

"You're not? I am glad to feel that." He said and sighed.

She cuddled into his back, rubbing her cheeks along the muscles of his shoulders, and kissing the back of his neck. Her left hand caressed his abdomen while her right sensually caressed his manhood. She wasn't insistent with her pace just warm, gentle and erotic. The feel of her breasts pushing her hard nipples into his back. It felt really good and his enjoyment seemed to only increase as her thighs started to rub his ass.

"Is this pleasurable Master?" She purred in his ear.

"Yes." He breathed.

She moved around him, her right hand not losing pace. "I don't want you spilling on the floor. That would be such a waste." She said dropping to one knee and taking his throbbing shaft between her lips.

Her lips were fiery pleasure on his cock. Sweet swirls of her tongue over his crown and he came. A slow orgasm pulsed thru his member. She sucked hungrily with each jet of seed. He was getting light headed and his legs were going cold. He hadn't added to his pleasure and could feel she had not done so either. 

She reached under him and caressed his balls and he kept coming. He grabbed the table and braced against the wall to keep himself upright. His legs quacked, still she caressed him. Her seductive mouth drinking down his orgasm. He felt his orgasm start to subside. She reached around and grabbed his bottom forcefully. His cock disappeared between her lips.




Inkwell Ch. 05



The room started to spin and blur in his vision. Her motions up and down his pecker as she deep throated him over and over pushed him over the orgasmic edge a third time. He grunted as he slumped against the wall. She wasn't letting any of his semen escape her mouth. Her lips never left him. An eternity of orgasm ebbed and he felt drained. But if she ever offered to repeat this performance he would not miss it.

"You were delicious Master." She said petting his quivering penis. "Do you think that will hold you over till I get back?"

"You don't want me touching the other while you are gone?" He asked shakily.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to give you something that keeps me in your thoughts. And reminds you of what you mean to me. You by far are the most caring and gifted lover I have ever known. I gave you pleasure equal to what you have given me." She said shyly.

"I have never felt anything like that. My dick still tingles with pleasure." He said breathing heavily.

"Something special between us." She said.

She stood and helped him dress. She hands caressed him as she tucked his shirt. She kissed her way up his chest as she buttoned up his shirt. She locked her lips to his and kisses him deeply as her nibble fingers tugged his zipper into place. She step backed into the shower stall and pushed three fingers into her drippy wet snatch. 

"You are clean and have customers waiting." She breathed.

"But..." He said confused.

"I'll be fine. And the room will be ready in three minutes." She said.

His brain rebooted and a smile touched his lips. "Cum for me, Messenger Maiden."

She went ridged and did in a whimpered moan. Flowing over her finger and down her legs. He was a little wobbly but made it to the door. Unlocking it he stepped out to find Jennelle and Trenia milling around the lobby with Galenee. Trenia seemed to be sizing her up, Jennelle had an apprehensive look. Like her body wanted to orgasm but could decide for which of the two women in front of her.

His eyes scanned the room for Shesin, the succubus was gone. He nodded to them but stepped to peek in the office. Tony was not here, neither were a few of the others. The room didn't smell of Tony's interview. 

"Trenia, Jennelle how are the two of you doing today?" He greeted them.

"I won't be able to get your help with my tattoo. You were right. She took one look at it and did two tests in the office before send two others to a lab. I am going to need surgery to remove it completely." Trenia said mournfully. "Dr. Hezrit pulled my records and thinks that the judge's ruling will cover any of the medical bills. She is looking into it. She didn't give us a report for you; she is still waiting for the other results and advised that I not get a tattoo for at least five years after the skin surgery."

"You feel better knowing? I am not a doctor but I do know infection. Don't worry about me. You take care of your health and skin." He said conveying his sympathy and understanding.

"You aren't upset?" Jennelle asked.

"No, I hoped you would come back and be ready to go. I want healthy customers, they come back more often. So I don't do a tattoo for you, but you will still be healthy and five years from now you might just want a match set of wedding tattoos." He said with a smile.

"Thank you." Trenia said and stepped forward giving him a kiss on the cheek. "We will think about those wedding tattoos and keep in touch."

"Doctor Lauran wanted you to give her a call after we talked to you." Jennelle said.

"I give her a call, Galenee you need a break? Maybe a walk to get a number or something?"

"I got a number, but I could use a coffee. They are offering, if I can take that break." Galenee said.

"Go ahead, try to keep it under two hours right?" He said winking.

"Right Boss, you slave driver." Galenee said as all of them started laughing.

He turned and walked into the office. When he seen it the first time he figured she wouldn't be back. The color bleed and discoloration were too drastic to be healthy. Thalia followed him into the office closing the door behind her.

"Where is Shesin?" He asked.

"Those two came in before Galenee and Shesin left. Eirene went with Shesin. None of us goes off by ourselves. That is what you said right?"

"Yes, and on that note you and Nikita need to go get Mesaduce from Arizona. And just to be safe, please tell Joxifa to keep an eye on Galenee and her girlfriends." He said picking up the phone.

"I will tell Joxifa." Thalia said and stepped out of the office.

He dialed the number of Dr. Lauran Hezrit. He put the phone to his ear and waited. 

"Horizon Dermatology how may I direct your call?" A feminine voice asked.

"Dr. Hezrit please."

"One moment." She said and clicked him over to hold. 

"Dr. Hezrit is out of the office, can I take a message. If it is an emergence consulting a hospital is advised." The woman said.

"No. I will try her back on Monday. Thank you." Estephan said.

He hung up the phone and crossed his hands on the desk. Nikita came in to the office with Thalia. He looked up at them with a smile. Nikita gave him a naughty look and licked her lip seductively. 

"Tease, so are the two of you headed for Arizona?" He asked.

"Yes, we should be back by morning." Nikita said.

"I know you said you wanted to be self-reliant but your place is so small." Thalia said.

"Yeah, we have plans to get a bigger one, but Ducici is from the oak behind the current place. If we leave how will it affect her? She isn't quite herself to begin with." He said.

"You haven't talked to her yet?" Nikita asked.

"No, she wasn't here. Is she back now? And where is Anthony?" He asked.

"They're out front." Thalia said. "I think he needed to stretch his legs and ask a few questions."

"I didn't see them in the lobby." Estephan said as he stood.

"Outside, out front sir." Thalia said.

"Oh, right. You two be careful and I will see what I can come up with tonight." He said.

He gave the two of them kisses and watched them fade into the wall. Stepping out of his office he was surprised to find Mr. and Mrs. Johnson milling about the lobby. She looked intimidated by Lyrusi. It almost had him laughing. 

"Hello you two. What can we help you with today?" he asked.

"She wants a tattoo. But she isn't sure where." He answered.

"On the outside at least?" Estephan quipped.

All of them laughed. He asked them to sit in the office a minute and closed the door after letting them in. He stepped to the front door and checked to see Ducici and Anthony sitting on the hood of his car. She saw him peek out and waved to him. He waved back before going back into the parlor.

Lyrusi was hovering in the lobby trying not to look like she was going to sneak into the office. He shook his head. Galenee was out, Joxifa was with her. Nikita and Thalia were out. Shesin and Eirene were out. Yerni sat behind the counter. His empathy felt something else. Someone else of the higher plane was in the parlor. He couldn't focus on it too many other emotions.

He walked back to the office. The feeling stayed with him but nothing he could do about it at the moment. Mr. Johnson was sitting in the chair and she was lounging on the loveseat. She repositioned herself when he came in. From her body language it was becoming clear she had nothing on under her skirt or top.

"So you are thinking about getting a tattoo?" Estephan asked her as he sat behind his desk. "You don't know where you want it. Any idea what you want? Heart, flower, your husband's initials. I mean a tattoo is for the rest of your life."

"I don't know what would you put on me?" She said and stood up, letting the skirt fall and dropping the shirt to the floor from her shoulders.

"Two loud vibrators and a box of tattoo pencils." He said flatly.

"What? You don't want to tattoo me?" She said dejectedly.

"Mr. Johnson I understand. That said, you need to take this woman to a novelty shop get some bondage cuffs, a pair dildos and washable magic markers. If after a month of that she still wants a tattoo, I will help her find something." He said to the man, not looking at Mrs. Johnson's growing angry visage.

"You're serious?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"Yes, we had a good time. Now you want to destroy that? She wants to use me like she does you. I am not a toy and don't want to end up in court over a change in mood. Get her dressed and I will see you out front." He said and stood up.

She stepped towards him but her husband caught her arm before she could get ahold of him. Stepping out the door he closed it behind him. He walked over to Lyrusi and hooked the nymph's arm. He whispered in her ear what had happened in the office. She looked at him half panicked.

"Was that my fault?" She asked.

"No, you didn't. She had a really good time and wants to live it again." He said. "When they come out show them to the door and hand him this."

He scratched off the name of an adult store a mile down the road and folded it up. Giving it to Lyrusi he stepped out the door and walked out the front door. Ducici waved but didn't seem to need him over there so he walked down the plaza and opened the door to the florist shop.

"Can I help...?" Janet started.

"How are you doing?" He asked.

"Good, yesterday was kind of different for me. I didn't know how to act or what to say. I have tried coming down to talk to you a dozen times today. You have so many women around you. Do you love any of them?" Janet asked.

"Yeah, I love all of them, that goes for you too. I had to come down and make sure we are still friends. I realized that my relationships are more forward than most people can handle. Ducici was forward, Shesin is sexual with all of her friends, Cindy and Sara sorta got caught up in the Birthday plan."

"No I loved it. I want to get to know you and your friends better. Does that make me a slut or lesbian?" She asked turning red.

"No to me, it just means you are human. And if you want to get to know us better, let me be the first to invite you. The others got back last night and tomorrow should be busy, but stop down you can join our delivery club." He said.

"Delivery club? What's that?" She asked with a giggle.

"Every day they draw straws to see who is going to call in and please the lunch order. You'd have to stop down early if you want in on that part but adding an order to the list shouldn't be a problem." He said.

"What are you planning this evening?" She asked.

"Me? Plan? You have met my friends' right? I don't tend to argue when they get things started. I just rein them in if things get to wild." He said. "They feel safe that I won't let them go crazy and as long as everyone has a smile the next day we're all good."

"How do you, um why are they, don't they ever argue over you?" Janet asked.

The bell at the door jingled before he could answer. Ducici with a fearful look stepped close. 

"Hi Janet, Lord they need you back at the parlor." She said urgently.

"Is everything alright?" Janet asked. 

"I'm sure it's just Mrs. Johnson. We'll talk later. Come down after closing." He said and stepped out the door with Ducici tugging at his arm.

When they were outside, "An Arc Angel just stepped out of the wall asking for Sebastian. None of us rank high enough to even know his name. Nikita said he might come calling." Ducici said.

"Is he being polite?" He asked.

"I guess. I haven't every met one before."

"You and me both, where is Anthony?" He asked.

"I told him to stay in his car. We have talked it down to two possible choices." She said. 

"Fine keep an eye on him. I'll take care of Feathers." He said pulling the door on the parlor open.

"I understand there is someone here to see me?" He asked stepping thru the door.

"Sebastian Inkwell? You don't look like much." The six foot 3 angelic stated.

"And you are less of a blessing then rumors paint you to be as well." Estephan snapped.

"You think to disrespect a superior being?" He asked.

"Point one out to me and I will respect it?" Estephan said loudly.

"You are the right one, I am Ostial. Master Sebastian." He said.

"Stow the wing span and we'll talk." Estephan said.

"Right," He said snapping his fingers. "I have a mortal I would like to be bound to, or is that not how this works?"

"I have yet to decide what the rules are. You have open my eyes about a few that should have been in place before now. Why are you asking to be bound to a mortal?"

"He needs my help. He is working in the medical field, a doctor. He has saved three people that death had his eye on. I watch over him already, he just can't see me." Ostial said.

"You're in love with him? Aren't you?" Yerni accused.

"I might have feelings? What is a Banshee doing here?" He blurted.

"She is mine, as are a number of ladies of the realm. You however are beholden to me. You will not harm anyone in this parlor of the higher realm. Your request has been heard. If he wants you bound to him, call him. We will be here for the rest of the day." Estephan said.

"That isn't enough time." Ostial said. "He is on duty this weekend in the ER. I wouldn't call him away from helping others."

"Good. You may be a bit brash but you understand what is important." Estephan said.

"So I can have more time?" He asked.

"You have a week. Sunset next Friday. He still has to agree, is that clear Ostial?" He asked.

"Yes Lord Inkwell, it is understood. Thank you." Ostial said and walked into the wall of flash art.

"That went well." He said.

"Why were you so pissy with that Angel?" Yerni asked.

"He isn't top dog here. I am, or do you need a reminder?" He said his eyes sparkling as they meet hers.

"You remind me whenever you want, Lord." Yerni purred.

He walked to the door and waved at Ducici and Tony that is was safe to come back inside. He looked for Lyrusi but the nymph was not in sight. He searched the parlor finally finding her hiding in the shower stall in the clean room.

"You alright Lyrusi?" He asked.

"Angels make me uncomfortably horny." She said.

"Good for me to remember for nest time. I'm sorry." He said.

"I probably wouldn't mind if there were three of you to fuck me after." She said meekly.

"Three of me? Why would you need three?" He asked innocently.

"I want it in all of my holes at the same time. It's not natural." She said shakily.

"But doable." He said.

"You could stuff all my holes?" She asked eyes sparkling.

"We will have to work on toys for the group later. Yes I could." He said.

"Sign me up for the full stuffed too." Yerni said from behind him. "Tony and Ducici are in your office."

"Ok, who is watching the front?" He asked.

"Shesin and Galenee. They want you to call Ishara for them." She said.

"Where is Eirene?" He asked.

"In the office with Ducici and Tony." She replied.

He walked out of the room. "I will call her. You two ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Galenee said.

"I'm horny; these discs are hot and sleazy. I what to jump that cop and suck off her nipples." Shesin said.

"Careful huntress, don't get too worked up." Estephan said.

"Why am I getting so fucking horny? Tie me down before I start sucking all of you off." She pleaded.

"Was an Angel in the parlor?" Galenee asked.

"Shit, he left five minutes ago." He said.

"Throw me down and fuck me." She begged tears running down her cheeks.

"Turn the sign, Galenee, and lock the door." He said grabbing Shesin by the arm and pulling her out to the middle of the floor. Pulling his pants open with one hand and her hair with the other. "Suck it nice and I will fuck you with it nice and hard."

"Please..." She breathed and wrapped her lips around his hanging cock. 

Galenee hadn't gotten the door locked in time; Janet came in grinning then froze. Something in her eyes told him she could see what Shesin really looked like. The way her eyes played down the length of her wings which shouldn't be visible. Shesin's hot mouth and pouring of energy into him had him standing tall in moments. Galenee locked the door and took Janet to the side.

"She isn't human? What is she?" Janet asked.

"This is going to take a minute to explain. Shesin is a succubus, I am a Sylph." Directing Janet to look at the wings on her back. "We serve Lord. For a lot of reasons. None of us have ever hurt anyone. Even her." Pointing at the winged girl Estephan was line up to take doggie style.

"You are real?" She asked reaching out to touch one of Galenee's wings.

"Yes, ooo that felt good." Galenee said. "Please stop petting my wing. Your making me wet."

"It's exciting you?" Janet asked blushing red.

"Coupled with that yes it really is." She said pointing at Estephan's hold on Shesin's wings as he pounded into her like a fuck machine. 

"I change my mind, no succubus." Tony said.

"Hi Janet, you ok?" Ducici asked.

"You don't have wings?" she asked Ducici.

"No I'm a tree maiden, Dryad." Ducici admitted. "So what now?" she asked Galenee.

"I don't know. This is all new to me." Galenee said.

"So is everyone here some kind of magic being?" She asked.

"Mostly. We'll make introductions later." Ducici said.

"What happed to her? Her eyes are stone black and she is drooling." Tony asked.

"Angel dust. The real kind, not the human drug." Galenee said.

"From an Angel?" Janet said.

"Yes, he was here a little while ago, succubus are uncontrollable when an angelic is around. The real reason succubus got such a bad reputation." Galenee said.

Estephan grunted as he pulled his cock out of her sopping pussy and shoved it balls deep into her ass. Shesin's eyes flared red as she hissed. Estephan rocked her body and pressed his weight on to her body. She flattened to the floor and he followed. She pushed her ass up at him. He bucked his hips pounding into her like a beast.

"Oh my..." Tony moaned. The three women panted watching the display.

He put his hands on her shoulders as her tail wrapped around her leg. She came again as he growled at the back of her neck. The sound of his thighs slapping her sweaty tushy echoed in the empty parlor. He reached under her and pressed two fingers over her clit. She went ridged and squirt in orgasm. Her body shock and trembled then went limp in the middle of the parlor floor. He slid his cock out of her abused anus.

"Help me carry her into the office to sleep that off." He said to Tony. His cock still standing tall had the attention of the women.

"Uh... Ok." Tony said moving to the other side of the mewing succubus.

They carried her into the office letting her roll herself into a satisfied ball on the loveseat. He tucked his penis back in his pants but it did nothing to help the smell of demon orgasm. He walked back out to the parlor. All three of the women looked at him with a mix of need and fear. 

He unlocked the door and looked outside. Officer Hillard sat on the hood of her chair. She looked at him and did a golf clap with a smirk on her face. He shrugged and ducted back in the door. He went into the back and grabbed a mop and bucket. He did a quick mop up of Shesin's cum puddle and took the bucket back into the stock room.

"Interesting performance. That kind of thing is not good for business. Then again in your case it might have them beating more than just your door in." Ishara said.

"Yeah, well it wasn't planned. Kind of an emergency fucking." He said.

"When is a fucking that necessary?" She asked sarcastically.

"When the bitch on the floor is a demoness hopped up on angel-ecstasy." A male voice said from the shadowed corner of the room. "My apologies Lord. I would have come thru the front door but the sun in still up." 

"How long have you been here?" He asked.

"About three orgasms, Master Inkwell."

"Who the fuck are you?" Ishara said loudly as her gun trained on the standing figure.




Inkwell Ch. 05



"Lovely Ms. Hillard. I am Grainger, Arch Demon of Order. I am here to ask you to be my Host in the mortal realm." He said stepping into the light.

"I think you are getting ahead of yourself Grainger." Estephan said.

"What are you talking about Grainger? And what are you doing here?" Ishara asked.

"You know him?" Estephan asked.

"Yes." They both answered.

"How.... Shit!" He jumped as his phone started buzzing in his pocket. "You two don't go anywhere, talk it out. Hello?"

Estephan stepped from the stock room and opened the office door and pointed at Eirene to keep an eye on the Arch demon.

"Ink monkey. Did you try calling me earlier?"

"Yes. How bad is it really? Trenia's tattoo?"

"I shouldn't tell you, but since you found it, bad. But you got her to see me with some time to spare. Six months from now she could have started forming scar nodules under her skin, and that would have been the best case. Some of that is pre-cancerous." She said.

"You have told them already right?" He asked.

"Yeah they just left. But that isn't why I wanted you to call me. What are you doing Sunday?" she asked.

"You want me to lie?" He asked.

"No you ass, I want the truth." She said.

"Fucking 9 hot women. If they don't already have the day planned out for me that is. It is my birthday after all." He said.

"You're not lying... Care to make that ten hot women? I'll be there. Where is the party going to be?" She asked. 

"My apartment, I still live in the same place. You remember how to get there?" He asked.

"I think so. Down from the Tri-Garden Park?"

"Yeah, Across from the supermarket. Number 312." He said.

"See you on Sunday." She said and hung up on him.

He looked at the phone and shook his head. Putting it on its cradle he looked at the door wondering which of the people in the parlor would be the first to come in and check on him. The wall to the right warped in on itself and a loud howl shook the desk. He braced for anything, what he got was even more confused. It subsided and a beautiful plant in a pot stood in his office in front of the desk.

"Lord Sebastian Inkwell I am Crystalia Rosa Realm Orchid. There is someone here for me?" a whispering delicate voice said. "She is known to you. May I speak to her Lord Inkwell?"

"Crystalia, you are a plant? I don't mean to be rude, just clear in whom I am speaking to." He said.

"Yes. I am a plant. Unlike a Dryad, my physical persona is defined by the mortal with whom I share a bound. My kind has not been in the mortal realm for centuries and my kind is dwindling in the higher realm. I would choose to return to the mortal realm even if it meant taking mortality on as payment." It said.

"Noble Crystalia, I do believe I know of whom you ask. I will see if she is willing to come and speak with you." He said and for once felt he could be doing the world good doing this.

"Thank you Lord Inkwell." It said.

He walked out of the room where Nikita was bodily holding Galenee back from a cowering Gorgon. 

"ENOUGH!" He yelled. All the women froze. "Galenee would you please escort Ms. Janet into my office. Nikita please see your charge into the clean room. Thalia go with Galenee and Janet. Yerni has Ishara come out of the stockroom?" He asked. 

"No sir, Eirene went in to help answer some of her questions thou." She replied.

"Okay. As for everything else...Tony head home for now, think about what you have been offered. I think it goes without saying, don't going talking to anyone." Estephan said.

Everyone moved, Tony nodded and Lyrusi let him out the door. He ran down the list of things going on in the parlor. Demon-cop, plant-florist, and Gorgon-Sylph catfight. He was also running triple powered having fuck-subdued Shesin. If he survived the next thirty minutes he was going to have a least three of these women sharing space next to Shesin on the loveseat.

Knock knock knock

"Estephan it's a hooker." Yerni said.

"What? You can't be serious?" He said stepping to the door to look himself.

A cute black haired women dancing from foot to foot was outside the door. She turned to knock on the door again and Estephan nearly fainted. Lauren Hezrit dermatologist was standing there in the same slutty outfit she wore the first time he met her. Only this time her hair was black instead of hot pink. He opened the door.

"What are you doing? Trying to get arrested for prostitution? Get in here Fluter." He said.

"Why is your door locked? You sign says you are going to be open till 10 tonight." She said.

"We locked the door to clean up and try to get a bite to eat." He said.

"You sure this is a good time Lo... Boss?" Yerni said nodding towards his office.

"I think I have a few minutes to catch up." He said. "You look sexy as ever." 

"You can't fool me Mister. Where you keeping the Amazon goddess Jennelle wouldn't shut up about? I swear those two wouldn't stop talking about the wall to wall sexy women you got running around here." Lauran said. "You know I like friendly competition."

"She would so make you her bitch and you'd thank her for it." He said.

"Who are you talking about?" Yerni asked.

Galenee walked out of the office with a confused look on her face. Lauran nodded and went over to the Sylph to introduce herself. Estephan walked to the office and closed the door as he entered. Janet sat on the floor talking to Crystalia. He checked Shesin who only purred and tried pulling him on to the couch with her. Ducici moped behind the desk.

"What is bothering you?" He asked Ducici.

"I care about you and the others but I want to go with Tony. He is everything you are without all the extra mythic baggage. I may feel different in the morning but I don't know what I feel because it changes with every person that comes into the room." She said.

"Did he ask you?" Estephan asked.

"Not directly, more like what I am, how someone like me would help, if she would be a lot like me?" She said. "I didn't have it in me to tell him every Dryad was different as the tree she sprang from."

"I would miss you but I think you would be happier with Anthony." He said gently placing his hand on her shoulder. "Ask him in the morning, the apartment I was going to give him is the one we're in now."

"You only stayed there cause I was with you didn't you?" She asked.

"Yes, I didn't want to abandon you. Giving you over to someone that you can stay with and be happy working with feels better. And he will be working with us, so you won't be far from the rest of us. Just far enough to feel like your own Dryad again." He said warmly.

"You really are a lovely person and sexy. If he isn't as good as you can you give him lessons?"

He busted out laughing. She was serious about it but Tony would worship her. He leaned in and gave her a kiss before leaving the office. Lauran was chatting with Thalia and Galenee about fashion or something. He slipped into the stock room. Ishara sat on a box staring at the floor.

"Grainger what did you say to her?" He asked sternly.

"I simply stated that Lucifer was just a pompous twit that got himself famous by fucking the scribes that translated the scrolls to the modern Bible, and that God was too vague. I knew several before they stepped into the winds of the beyond." He said.

"He was into guys then?" 

"Then, now, three at a time. The demon is a slut. He makes succubus look like chased school girls. I would think twice before letting him in the mortal realm. Least you have a bunch of half demons running amok in the mortal realm."

Estephan didn't know what to say to that. He tried not to laugh. Ishara looked at Grainger with a look of disbelief.

"You are a demon and what to be my familiar?" She asked.

"You still don't understand the way this relationship would benefit us both." Grainger said.

"Look. You two. Not to be rude but I do have things I need to do this evening. So here is what I am going to do. I am going to temp a bound between the two of you. You will have till Monday to decide if you are compatible. I will go get a few things and be back in here shortly." He said and left before he lost it.

He came face to face with Galenee as he stepped out. "You need to deal with her or I will."

"Who?" He asked, looking into the lobby. His eyes went wide, his mother chatted with Dr. Lauran. She was making large gestures with her arms which meant she wasn't just visiting. He looked at Galenee.

"You may have too. From the look of her, she is up to something." He said. Galenee nodded.

He stepped into the clean room before she catches sight of him. Nikita looked at him and put her hands on her hips with a pouty 'it's about time' look. He walks to her and gives her a hug. Mesaduce was coiled in the shower stall still dripping wet from cleaning herself.

"Did you get the story from Galenee? Why she is so mad at Mesaduce?" She asked.

"I haven't gotten to that yet." He said.

"Then what took so long?" She asked.

"I have a cop and a demon in the stock room. There is a mythic talking plant and Janet in my office, where the fucked unconscious Shesin is purring naked on the loveseat. On top of that you two are in here." He said.

"That doesn't..."Nikita said.

"I wasn't done. Dr. Hezrit is out front chatting with my mother. Got any bullshit stories to explain that to them if they get pushy about wanting to talk to me?" He finished.

"Fuck me." Mesaduce said.

"Yeah, I have been feeling that may. This couldn't get more fucked up." He said.

"No, fuck me... mark me to be in the mortal realm and I will be able to change my appearance to by bi-pedal." Mesaduce said. "The rest of things will be easy enough to work out. I can't so easily be explained."

"You want me to what?" He asked looking her body over.

"Mark me. Sex me up and make me squeal." She said slithering up to him.

Nikita looked at Mesaduce with a jealous glare. He almost came in his pants. Nikita had never been one to be possessive about him with the others she had introduced him to. What was it about this female that brought up feeling of jealousy in the Nike? Mesaduce coiled halfway around him, running her hands over his body, and cooing in his ear.

"Hold it." He said putting his hand up before Mesaduce could nibble at his ear. "You need to back down the horny and let me think about it. There are other ways of working thru this. Nikita, dad said mom knew about the higher realm. That the Nike that was here with them, yes them had done the same thing as you. Brought others. Do you think you could get her away from Lauran and find out if she still remembers without breaking their rules?"

"I can try. Eirene wants you to take her into the stock room. She went with Shesin to get her discs and has them." She said.

"Estephan?" Yerni asked from the door. "Officer Wright is here looking for the Detective."

"Shit. If there is one truth in the universe it is Chaos." He said and with a hand full of tattoo pens walked out of the clean room.

"Officer Wright, you weren't followed here were you?" He asked.

"Um? No." He replied. 

"Okay, I will let her know you are here. Stay put. And try not to look to conspicuous." He said.

Officer Wright got the joke and shook his head. He grinned and stepped into the stock room. Detective Hillard stood over Grainger looking like she was going to punch his teeth in. Grainger held his hands up defensively thou not effectively in the fit of laughter he was having. 

"Do I even want to know? Wright is out front looking for you, Ishara. I have your discs as well. I guess you are just going to have to come back and pick them up later. Give me your arm." He said.

"Wait. Wright is here?" She snapped. "I don't have any time for this. I have to go."

He grabbed her arm flipped the lid off of a marker. "First and last letter of your true name Grainger?"

The Demon calmed instantly. He stated the letters clearly. Estephan drew them on in Rune, added a few defining features and she inhaled sharply as the bound was made. She looked at him in awe and back at the demon with a sense of understanding. She grabbed up her things and kissed him on the cheek.

"Come on Grainger, we have work to do. When Wright asks, you are an informant I have been meeting." She said. "We can work out the finer points later. See you on Sunday, Lord."

He watched them go and shook his head. It was then he realized how light headed he was getting, his stomach growled in protest as well. He picked up the marker topper and put it on the marker. Stepping from the room he was somewhat relieved to see that his mother was no longer in the lobby.

"Thalia, where did Nikita take my mother?" He asked the first women he was in private hear shoot of.

"They went to the florist shop with Dr. Hezrit and Janet. Your Mother is different, not in a bad may mind you, just ..." She answered.

"I get it. And Crystalia?" He asked cutting of the rest of her statement.

"Still in your office." She said sadly at his harshness.

"Thank you." He replied leaning close and kissing the side of her neck and caressing the inside of her thigh. "I take care of things I'll apologize better. With lots of feeling."

She shuddered and moaned. As he stepped away her eyes followed him. He smiled; most guys forget the little things. He was thankful his parents taught him how to be a gentlemen. He stepped into the office. 

"Crystalia are you well? Is there anything you need?" He asked.

"I am well, Lord Estephan. Thank you for your concern and introduction. She is most willing and eager to learn and enlighten others. You are a wise guardian for one so young." It said.

"Thank you elder. When Janet returns we will see about bounding the two of you?" He said.

"If we have your permission, I am able to bond with her and she with me without assistance." It said.

"Very well, I will be back in here in a few minutes." He said.

He stepped away from the door and ran face first into Galenee. "Sorry, I needed to ask you. What is about Mesaduce that had you trying to beat scales off of her?"

"Similar reaction to the one with Shesin and the angel. I don't have anything against her personally. Snakes and birds are natural enemies. Her smell was over whelming when she first stepped in. Nikita put her in a shower and helped her clean, right?" Galenee asked.

"Remind me to start keeping track of all these scent related craziness." He said.

"Lord, are we going to get to the sensual cleaning anytime soon?" Lyrusi asked looking like she wanted she tear her clothes off.

"You come with me. Galenee any idea when food is getting here?" He asked.

She handed him a wrapped sub and bottle of soda. "Sorry I don't know where your chips went."

"That's ok, this will do." He said holding up the sub and hooking his arm under Lyrusi's arm and pulling her into the clean room with him.

"Strip your clothes off and get in a cool shower. Stop eating every ones chips, that much salt isn't good for a human, you little miss water fay it is even more harmful." He said pushing her towards the shower past Mesaduce. "You keep your scales over there for a few minutes. I need food or I am going to pass out." 

"So you aren't going to claim me?" Mesaduce pouted.

"I have three questions before I even consider it. You going to answer them?" He said as he peeled the wrapper back and chomped a big mouth full.

"What did you need to question her for?" Lyrusi asked.

"I Am the Lord of the Mortal Realm. I have questions. It's that simple." He said taking another large bite of the sub, chewing it loudly.

"You're wise but very uncouth." Mesaduce said.

"This from you, get real lady. You barely knew my name and were throwing yourself at me, as a way of solving my dilemma. I don't trust you. You are here because Nikita asked me. Her I trust, she has not lied to me deliberately. Withheld the truth as she was instructed to, but lied to my face with false intent, no." He said chopping a larger bite of sub. 

"What do you want to know? Who sent me? Styx!" She said. He held up one finger.

"Why does it matter I'm here and can't go back." She added. He held up two fingers.

"I tell you I don't trust you and twice you have lied to me since I said it." He said around a mouth full of half chewed sub. "You think Styx sent you? She sent word that you were missing and we should find you before you got in to trouble." 

"If she didn't send me... who did?" Mesaduce asked.

"Good question. Someone in the higher realm is playing a deadly game. I am new to this and the Fates either don't know or cannot say as it would change the freewill of a mortal, me. You want to stayin the mortal realm, you better be forth coming with what I want to know. And any gift you think to give had better be explained and understood before it is given. To me or anyone else, am I clear?" He said taking another bit. 

"You are adamant, the fading of the higher realm, are you taking it personally?" She asked wide eyed.

"Yes, I am. I may have a few unkind things to say to Styx for trying to rape me. I won't however watch my friend loss her only parent if I can prevent it. My father was taken when I was younger, I learned about live rather quickly after that. No other choice. Death isn't common in the higher realm. Fading is what you call it when a higher being losses the will to keep going. But that is known, accepted. To be taken, like the Muses. Is not common. Am I right?"

She nodded; Lyrusi stood dripping in awe of him. She stepped closer with a hint of a smile and lick of her lips. He was well over his threshold. He nodded and the nymph dove into his lap and wrestled the front of his pants open. Mesaduce looked forlorn; she quivered and visibly mimicked the movement of the nymph as Lyrusi wrapped her lips around his quickly swelling cock.

"Someone up there thinks all mortals are fools, or foolish enough to take what is handed to them without question. And for the most part they are right. I am not one of those people. I have people I care for and look after. What manner of Patron would I be if I never considered the feelings of those that serve my house and position?" He said and set the rest of the sub to the side. "O you sweet sexy nymph, that feels so good, you ready for it?" he asked caressing her cheek.

Her eyes glittered and her energy amped. He came in her mouth with a flood of cum, added a touch of orgasmic energy and Lyrusi squirted all over the floor in front of Mesaduce. Lyrusi shook and came a half dozen times before releasing her cum dripping lips from his subsiding erection. 

"You! You've... but that isn't..." Mesaduce stuttered.

"I can't what? I am the guardian of the mortal realm. How did you get here, or I send you back to fade with the rest of the higher realm."

Her eyes were filled with fear and a tear rolled down her cheek from the corner of one of them. He tucked himself back in, and zipped his fly. He stepped over and looked her in the eye. She shook and tried cringing away. He reached up and held her chin, leaning forward he kissed her lips. Not just a little kiss, one super charged with orgasmic energy. She melted in a euphoric heap on the floor falling from his lips unconsciously.

"We will be getting back to this conversation later. Until then enjoy the dream Gorgon." He said.

He rose to his feet and Nikita was standing there. "Why did you do that?" She asked.

"Other than your mother and the Fates, how many others can cross to the mortal realm? And of those how many would a Gorgon fear more than death?" He asked.

"I don't... oh. You were counting on her not being able to answer." She said. 

He put his hands to her lips. Looking at a shelf he picked up a piece of paper. He scratched off a quick note. 'She was just bait; someone is using her senses to spy on us.' Reading this she looked at him in surprise, and then looked down at her friend and teacher Mesaduce. Even if she did not know, the Fates would and if asked by Estephan directly they would have to answer. He nodded.




Inkwell Ch. 06



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy





When the SUV pulled into a parking space in front of the apartment, the women all started getting out. Estephan held the steering wheel. His thoughts no longer with the conversation the girls were having. A tap at his window drew his attention. Shesin stood at the drivers' door. The look in her eyes was not one he knew. She had a thin smile and nothing else.

"He'll meet you inside shortly. I need to thank the Lord for his trust." She said to the others.

He rolled the window down, "My trust? What are you...?" She put her fingers over his lips to stop his from speaking further.

Once the rest had gone inside, Shesin walked around and got in the passenger seat. Her eyes went wide when she saw the brief case. He was not feeling fear or want from her, only concern. This confused him and her lips caressing his neck as she climbed on to him.

"There are Imp markings on Nikita." She whispered in his ear. "I am bound by my species not to harm those of my kind, you are not so hindered. But I will have to teach you more than I have ever known a mortal to be taught."

He grabbed her hair. "Imp markings, why didn't you say something earlier?"

"Angel dust? I was so uncontrollably horny you had to fuck me almost to death. Maybe you could do that again sometime for pleasure?" She said with a moan.

He mind flashed thru the day, Shesin had been avoided by Nikita. After Shesin's return it wasn't even three minutes and he fucked her into unconsciousness. Then the tiff between Mesaduce and Galenee.

"Do sylphs have a natural aversion to imp?" He asked.

"I need you to listen to me," She said and held his face so their eyes would meet. "Will you give me permission to be the center of your world, inside this SUV for the next hour, my Lord Inkwell?"

"You have permission." He answered.

She darted forward and locked her lips to his. The world spun, he felt light headed and his vision started to go dark. Before he knew it he was falling. Shesin wrapped her arms around him and purred in orgasm. She panted in his ear as they landed in a large bowl bed of furs and silks. She backed away from him half hiding in the shadows.

"You are the first person I have ever brought here. Now we only have an hour so let me spell in out for you. You're in my personal domain in the higher realm- darkness. I brought you here to teach you demonic lore. You will need it to free Nikita and Mesaduce from the 'spells' on them. Now I can do this in one of two ways. Fuck the knowledge into you, not the most pleasant or we can agree to exchange lore. Knowledge you hold for knowledge I hold. With all of this, I have never done it before so there are risks to us both." She rattled quickly.

"This is your domain? It suites you, sensual and mysterious bathed in erotic. Why are you hiding in the shadows?" He asked.

"I am in my true form here. I want you to think of me the way I am in the mortal realm. Not the scary bitch I look like here." She said.

"I like the scary bitch you, or have you forgotten I have seen it." He said.

"You saw the mean predator me, not the real me." She said.

"Come out and let me see you, even the predator you was sexy, the real you couldn't be anything but sexy as well." He said. "I will need to see you for this swap thing you talked about to work, right?"

"I... Yes we would have to be in each other's arms and looking in one another's eyes." She admitted.

"You said we only had an hour, so shall we get started?" He asked.

She slunk from the shadows; her wings were much larger and battered. A few holes were visible in the dim light. Her skin was visible green hued with ash gray highlighting. Her eyes were solid black orbs. Her hair looked knotted and dull, nothing like the silky black it looked in the mortal realm. He extended a hand to her and she reached for it with a talon tipped hand.

"So how do we do this?" he asked as he guided her into his arms.

"We look into each other, I will offer you lore and you will do the same. We bath it in energy and send it to the other person. Here in the higher realm it should be that easy. Just be careful about how much energy. I won't be able to return it if you go too far this time. That is what makes this so dangerous, when you receive my energy, it will feel cold perhaps painful. Like uploading ice in your brain. Which is what dark knowledge is, evil-cold. But you are learning it for a good and noble reason, right?" She asked nodded yes slightly.

"I am trading it to you for many noble reasons, yes." He replied.

She melted in his arms, quivering. He held her to him and stroked her hair and caressed the knotted spot between her wings. She purred and cooed. After only a minute she pushed away from him slightly. She gasped and moaned her body going ridged. Her eyes locked on him with a look of surprise as her back arched and she orgasmed. Her features softened and took on a much more sensual appearance. He wings stuttered and the battered look seemed to heal as the holes closed and their color evened over the faded sections.

"I... I... Oh... Estephan what...?" She stuttered as her back arched and she came violently again.

Her tail twitched and she began to sweat. Not sweat, exuded the toxins inherent to her kind. As it rolled from her body, her skin took on a healthy glow, her talons glossed a naughty seductive shade of red, even her hair seemed to silken as it unknotted. She blinked at him, pinkish tears trickling from the corners of her eyes.

"How did you do this? I fell so beautiful and desirable. I... I..." Her eyes rolled back and she squirted in orgasm again. 

He tried to hold her so that she wouldn't trash and hurt herself but was knocked back into the fur lined bed for his effort. Her body rolled and her back arched as another wave of orgasm gripped her flesh. He watched as her legs reshaped themselves. She moaned and howled from the depths of her pleasure. It accrued to him then, he tasted of her energy. It filled him quickly even more than what he had taken from her in the lobby earlier.

She finally settled to the bed in a twitching contented heap. Her eyes glazed as she tried to focus on him. He moved to the side of her. She cooed and adjusted her wings to cuddle herself next to him. 

"I think your outside is more in line with the real you now. You look incredible." He said and kissed her cheek.

"I have to teach you! We don't have much time. The hour is almost spent." She cried.

"We have 36 minutes. Will it take that long?" He asked.

"I don't really know I have never done this before." She said. "Trade with me, gather all you know about tattooing and I will give you all in know of demonology. Wrap the knowledge in energy and send it to me. Let me know when you are ready."

"I am not sure what it is you are asking me to do? Wrap memories in energy. How do I focus on just the ones about tattooing? Human minds are a little unorganized for that." He said. 

"Start by picturing a box or sheet of paper. Place things about tattooing on the list. When you have it done cover in with energy and send it to me like sharing an orgasm. I saw you do it to Thalia. I know you can." Shesin said coyly as she ran a finger over the head of his standing erection.

He tried to do the box thing, it wasn't working. The list in his head was pulling to many distractions as he went memories of dad. He had a thought. He mapped all that he knew about tattooing into a sensual glyph tattoo. He bathed it in energy.

"I'm ready." He said.

She climbed on top of him, straddling him and looking deeply into his eyes. "Share with me."

He sent the wave of energy only to have one roll into its place in waves of icy pleasurable bites. It unfolded in his mind making his ears ring and teeth sing. The pain ebbed leaving a metallic taste in his mouth. The demonological lore found space in his memory. Images and bloodlines, countless facts and dozens of types with their quirks and perversions. He focused on Imps; the knowledge fought him for a few painful seconds. Then it opened to him.

"Estephan!" someone yelled from across an empty void. Shesin?

Pain registered on his upper arms. His eyes opened she was shaking him fear and tears in her eyes. She gasped and kissed him.

"Are you alright?" She breathed.

"Yes. Why did you do that?" He asked.

She wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and showed it to him. It was blood. He sat up only to feel the chamber spin as the blood pounded on the inner surface of his skull. He took a few minutes to look himself over and feel if there was anything else out of ordinary. She did the same only she studied the long sensual markings the wrapped her legs and wrists.

"You look amazing... um did I do that?" He asked and saw some of the decorative tattooing on her wings. Her reached over and touched her wing, it was silky soft.

"Yes you did. And covered me in cum." She said pointing at her crotch smeared with gobs of thick white come. 

"I didn't even feel it." He said.

"O' I'm going to make you feel it. Over and over again." She said lustfully.

She drove on him sucking his cock into her mouth and nursing it like a starving slut. Slurping and tickling him in the most vulgar blow job he ever got. She sucked him off three times without skipping a beat. When he caught his breath he was sitting in the SUV as her head bobbed in his lap. She licked him clean and looked up at him with a wicked smile.

"Whenever you want it, I will give it to you without hesitation." She said and got out of the SUV. 

He stashed his cock back in his pants and looked around to see if any of his neighbors were watching. Why he thought it would matter he didn't know. He got out of the SUV and had to catch himself on the door as his leg gave out from the unwelcome attempt at use after such glorious pleasure. He steadied himself for a minute then went into the apartment briefcase in hand.

"You have to be some kind of demigod to do this to a succubus." Yerni accused.

"You have turned her into a sexubus?" Ducici asked. "I like the detailing." Caressing Shesin's ass.

Shesin was beet red and looked like she was going to pee herself. Nikita stepped to his side and hooked his arm with hers. She walked him over to the couch and sat him down. Yerni swooped over for the briefcase before Nikita could get a hand on it. Joxifa scooted to his other side on the sofa.

"So far we have a bunch of little things planned for your birthday. Is there anything you want us to include? Something special we female types may have over looked?" Nikita asked.

"Hmm. There is a standing no clothing rule in affect for the day?" He asked.

"Sheets for opening the door to get the delivery orders. Other than that clothing is forbidden. That will include guests as they arrive, save one, Ishara. Thou when she is done with her performance that will apply to her as well." Nikita said with a smile and sad eyes.

"Who is on bar duty?" He asked caressing her ass.

"You don't drink. We didn't get any liquor." Thalia said.

"Just because the drinks don't have alcohol, doesn't mean they are going to walk themselves to my hand." 

Galenee and Yerni laughed. Ducici started bouncing with her hand over her head. He laughed and pointed at her commenting she volunteered. Eirene came in to the room with an odd look at Shesin.

"Shesin when did you marry? Was Estephan the groom?" She asked.

"What? I didn't... We didn't... Is that what happened to me?" Shesin stuttered.

"Kidding. But he must have really done a number on you today. He has cleansed you. And decorated." Eirene said with a giggle.

Joxifa giggled but Nikita went ridged. "So Lyrusi is going to give me a nice bathing, Ducici is going to make sure I have drinks, and Ishara is going to give as a show. What else is there for me to ask for?" He asked. "All of you running around naked with me all day is more of a birthday fantasy come true then I could have dreamed for. So anything else you lovely creatures have divined for me is going to be fabulous."

"So what about the other stuff?" Joxifa asked.

"It's Friday night on my birthday weekend. They have been missing for a hundred years, I think another weekend isn't going to put us any further behind then we already are. So I decree that any and all work related stuff is on hold till Monday. Does anyone here have a reason this should be rethought?" 

The women all looked at each other. "Only one Lord." Galenee said gesturing to Mesaduce in the corner.

"Right, we have an out of town guest. Hmm. Mesaduce you have any erotic stories you can tell us? You know like how Zeus seduced Leto or what Aphrodite did to entertain her countless suitors. Surely you have explicit tales of sex and conquest." He said.

"I may have some, sexy and erotic you asking?" Mesaduce asked. Nikita nodded to her.

"Yeah, and feel free to go into great detail for the sex parts." He said. "On second thought, Skip the Zeus stuff and get to the sex that doesn't involve some incestuous freak."

Most of the women started laughing. "I don't think incest was part of it?" Mesaduce said.

"Really, from what I know Zeus was doing his own granddaughters left and right." He said.

"And who wrote those stories down?" Nikita asked. "Remember what Grainger told Ishara?"

"What did he say?" Lyrusi asked.

"Lucifer was a slut that fucked himself famous with scribes translating the Bible." He said deadpan.

Mesaduce started laughing as did the others, it was the opening he needed. The energy in the room flowed in his direction and made the imp marks visible to those looking. Like he had with Shesin, he gathered knowledge and sculpted it into a tattoo. He pulled Nikita over his legs like he was going to spank her, pushing her face into the lap of Joxifa. He nodded at Shesin.

He put his hand over the imp mark and burned it away with a mark of his own. Nikita cried out in pain, which brought silence to the rest of the room. She rolled off of his lap and seemed to seizure on the floor. Joxifa jumped backward thus falling off the back of the couch. He let her go. His search from the marks showed she was unmarked. He stepped over Nikita towards Mesaduce, Shesin moved in on her as well. Mesaduce sat stone still, fear on her face but a glimmer of hope dancing in her eyes.

Shesin hooked Ducici's arm and grabbing Yerni by a horn on her way across the room. Estephan shed clothing with each step. Thalia and Eirene moved to Nikita hissing at Estephan's harshness towards there friend. Lyrusi was barely holding her laughter a bay as she assisted Joxifa from the floor.

"We are going to need a little lip service from the two of you. I will make sure both of you get some real good thank you loving later." Shesin said to the both of women she dragged across the room.

Estephan vaguely heard her, his eyes scrutinized the length of Mesaduce. She had four binding marks. One where her scales meet her hips centered on her lower back, a matching set over her breasts and lastly one over her mouth. The Gorgon was a trap. Styx was getting clever. Gathering energy he felt his own jump greatly as the hot mouth of Yerni engulfed his cock. A second jump washed over him as Shesin's hands wrapped around him from behind. She purred and moaned as her nipples pressed to his back.

An evil smile crossed his face and Mesaduce tried to slink away but he was already on top of her. Grabbing her hair, he ran his hand down one side of her face in a washing motion then the other. She simpered in pain. Once the Imp mark was gone he soothed her skin with sensual pleasure. Her hair was not so kind, biting his hand. He healed the bites as quickly as they were made.

Pushing her up the wall slightly he latched his hands over her breasts, Yerni grunted in protest. He held the Gorgons gaze, her nipples stiffened under his palms in response. Shesin reached down his body and held his cock in position for Yerni to pleasure his cock more comfortably. He sighed and squeezed Mesaduce breasts until the Gorgon started wince. He poured energy over them and painfully pulled at her breasts.

The imp marks came away in his hands, leaving her breast free of the imprisonment. They swelled two sizes right before his eyes. He slapped the imp marks to the wall for the time being. Turning Mesaduce to face the wall, he pushed Yerni gently away. She moaned in protest but moved out of the way. Shesin started stroking his cock insistently. He grabbed the Gorgons hips and started tearing the imp mark from her back. She cried out, tears poured from her eyes, and her tail thrashed instinctively. Joxifa saw it coming and caught most of it, thou she was bodily bounced off of his shoulder. Shesin lost her rhythm. He was mostly finished anyway. 

It came up with an audible agony. Like slowly pulling duct-tape from its roll. Mesaduce screamed ear piercingly loud. It came loose and twisted in his hands. Mesaduce slide to a whimpering heap on the floor at his feet. This was no mark, it was the imp. As it twisted and morphed into its true form, he needed something to bind into. He smirked and slammed it to the wall between the marks he took off her breasts. 

Shesin gripped him roughly and ran her nails over his chest. He looked over his shoulder and pointed for Eirene to duck. He pulled a glass bottle of vinegar from the counter next to the stove with his thoughts. It flew thru the air into his grasp. Pulling the top off he grabbed the imp and shoved it in as well as the other marks from the wall in the process.

"Mesaduce what do you offer as tithe to stay in the mortal realm?" He asked.

"Glamour." She said between sniffles.

"The ability to make yourself look like someone else." Shesin purred as she panted in his ear.

"I accept this tithe, receive your sacrament." He said as her guided her to his throbbing penis.

Her lips quivered as they touched him. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed three inches of cock into her mouth. She sucked in surprise and got a mouth full of cum. He shook in orgasmic release. Her eyes glazed and she gulped down every drop. Her forked tongue licking erotically along its underside.

"I want some too." Yerni pouted.

"You will. Just wait your turn. Right, M'Lord?" Shesin cooed for everyone to hear.

"Everyone will get some." He said huskily looking down at Yerni hungrily.

Knock knock knock knock knock 

"Estephan are you alright!" Someone yelled at the door.

He looked at the wall and winced. Shesin released her hold on him and Thalia tossed him a robe. The women grabbed Mesaduce and Nikita carrying them into the bed room. Shesin hustled the rest to follow. When he opened the door Shesin was the only one in the room completely naked.

"Kevin... I'm sorry man." Estephan said. "We got a little rowdy and knocked the chair into your wall. We'll move it to the bedroom. I didn't wake you did I?"

"I heard a scream in pain?" Kevin asked.

"That was me." Shesin said. "I was tied to the chair. He got me so... I sorta jumped and pinned myself to the wall, under the chair. I didn't mean to scream but it scared me. Blindfold you understand?" 

"I ..." Kevin stared at her bare breasts. "You two..." He said.

"He's kinda cute, Steve. I will let you have my ass if I get to ride him at the same time." She said coyly.

"You two have a nice time, try not to wake anyone else, Ok?" Kevin said in a panic and ran from the door.

"How did you know he wouldn't go for it?" He asked Shesin as he closed the door.

"He's a nice guy. He would have probably been afraid of two women at the same time much less sharing a woman with another man. For all your bravado, most guys are more old fashion than women. Even when faced with a fantasy come true, guys will be more likely to decline." She said.




Inkwell Ch. 06



"Estephan????" Eirene called from the bed room.

They looked at each other for a second that bolted. She giggled as she cut him off into room. Both froze as they saw Mesaduce's tail shrinking and splitting in two. Nikita was holding on to Ducici, fear still in her eyes as they fell on Estephan. All of them jumped when Mesaduce bucked so hard she left the floor. Her face frozen in a pained look changed to one of need after her body hit the floor again.

"O' Thank you, Lord. I have been so longing to taste that again." She said breathlessly.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I want more sex. It has been..." Mesaduce said but was stopped by Galenee's hand.

"We get the picture, but don't need the number of years." Galenee said. "Don't want the Lord distracted now do we?"

"I'll sex you till he's ready to take you again." Shesin said huskily.

Mesaduce was helped to her feet. Her Snake tail had morphed into legs. Her body was covered in snake scale tattoo. From the center of her shoulder blades in the back and under her naval in the front to the floor. They were elegantly detailed looking as if her true scales were still on her skin.

"I'll help." Ducici said stepping to Shesin's side.

"You two enjoy that. Nikita would you and Lyrusi care to shower with me?" He asked.

Over the course of the night every woman got a mouthful. He was exhausted in a good way and laid in center of a group of panting women. His mind however would not stop. Styx had tried to rape him to get in to the mortal realm. That was with in the last two days, the marks on Mesaduce were a bit older than that, five days he guessed. So what did that mean?

He carefully got out of the bed and walked into the front room. Thalia, Eirene and Mesaduce sat around the kitchen table. They stopped speaking when they heard someone coming. He eyed them all and they sighed.

"What was all that about?" He asked as he walked to the fridge.

"We know who caused the muses to go missing. We just didn't want to scare the others without having proof." Eirene said.

"We also think we know who sent the package. Again not wanting to say anything in front of the others till we had proof." Thalia said.

"How are you feeling Mesaduce, can we use a nick name?" He asked.

"I feel better, and call me Mace if it is easier." She said.

"I'm sure four days in those bindings had to be rough." He said.

"How did you know it had been four days?" Mace asked.

Thalia and Eirene shook their heads, "In the little time we have been here, even we no longer question the lord's deductive prowess." Thalia said.

"He is the first mortal in countless centuries to hold more the two beings of the higher realm. Nikita asked us to help in case you started to be hurt by holding so many." Eirene said.

"In what way?" He asked.

"Bind the three of us to you and any others to the three of us as your slave maidens." Eirene said.

"So we would carry the burden of their needs instead of you." Thalia finished.

"That would make sense. So Mace who loosed the imps on you? I have already worked out that it wasn't Styx. How many others have their eye on the mortal realm?" He asked.

"Nemeses." She answered.

"And that would be?" He asked.

"Daughter of Nyx, niece of Styx." Mace said.

"She is the first fury, thou furies in general don't discriminate. Guilty is guilty, Nemeses is a little more targeting in how she does things." Thalia said.

"She was Zeus's hit girl. If he needed some taken care of and didn't want to do it himself, he sent her. On top of that her siblings are some of the most ancient." Eirene said.

"She is born of the primordials. Like the Fates... And with the Gods gone they may be waking from their slumbers or free of their imprisonments." Mace said.

"Holy fucking shit, what the fuck? So who sent the package then, Santa Clause?" He said sparing no sarcasm doing so.

"Funny... One of the Muses did. If I had to guess, it was either Clio or Urania. Those two would have the most interest in keeping track of things." Mace said to the others more than Estephan.

"How is that supposed to make any kind of sense? Perhaps you can give me the short version. Start with 'In the beginning...' would that be possible?" He asked.

"In the beginning..." Mesaduce began... And an hour later Estephan knew more about the origins of life on this dirt ball of earth than all the theologians in the northern hemisphere. And the broader issue was that the higher realm wasn't fading, it was being bleed dry by the more than 4 billion humans draining the energy away with their quest to prove their God-Faith was the truth and all others were wrong. When all of them were so close to each other you would think they were the same. He shook his head and walked back into the bedroom. The four women lay out on the bed all looking at him with the same 'how dare you look.' 

"I guess your upset I got out of bed without you. I was just being polite and not peeing on any of you." He said.

"You're a bad liar, but we'll forgive you if you pet us nice." Galenee said.

The other three just grinned as their eyes glittered. He was in trouble but not the kind any red blooded male would try to get out of. He walked to the side of the bed and was dragged into it by three sets of hands and was quickly buried under a pile of cooing kissing women. He got used and girl handle till they each had a good orgasm. He had one for each of them in return. Sleep came swiftly as did dawn.

He woke with only two of his four bed partners. Nikita and Shesin caressed him gently as they lay on either side of him. He could hear Ducici singing in the kitchen as someone sang with her, Eirene perhaps. He looked from one to the other as they smiled and giggled moving closer.

"Morning. What time is it?" He asked.

"Its birthday day o'clock." Shesin said.

"We know it isn't until tomorrow, but with nine, no ten of us not counting guests we figured we would start the celebrating early. Is that a problem Lord?" Nikita added.

"No problems here, other than having to go to the bathroom and not wanting to move." He said.

"Well you may have one." Yerni said from the door. "Ishara Hillard is in the living room in a panic. Grainger turned yellow and burst into flames about an hour ago." 

"Burst into flames? Is she alright?" He said climbing out of the bed.

"Physically she is fine. Emotionally not so much." Yerni said.

He left the bed room not bothering to grab clothing. Once he stepped into the Ishara started rambling incoherently about water something and waving her arm about. Estephan with what little he could see got a reasonable idea of what had happened. He stepped up on the Detective grabbed the sides of her head and kissed her square on the lips. She relaxed against him. Lowering her into a seated position he stepped back and took a seat across from her.

"You a little calmer? The tattoo got wet I take it?" He asked.

"I got shoved into a running hot tub by a perp. He said to give you his, Grainger that is." She said handing him a piece of paper she had been holding in a death grip.

"It hasn't even been that long. You really have grown fond of Grainger to be this upset."

"Don't start with me. Can you fix this? Can you at least find out if he is Okay?" She asked.

"Don't start panicking again. Shesin, he is of your clan, could you check on him for the Detective?" He asked as he unfolded the piece of paper. A true name was written on it. "He has definitely given himself to you. It would seem the two of you are very well suited to each other."

"He knows his way around a female body." She said blushing.

"You aren't backing out of our arrangement are you?" Shesin asked.

"No just requesting a name added to the guest list." She replied.

"Ok. I'll go check on him." Shesin said sarcastically.

"Ask him if he is sure." He said.

"Yes Lord." She said at step faded from sight.

"Now what about you?" He asked. "All up in arms over losing your demon. Not what I would have expected from a Detective that worked her way thru college doing web performances. How did that happen?"

"I didn't go to college to be a cop. I went to college to be a lawyer but when the final exams were being handed out, mine had a disc in it with a post it. 'Even if you ace this you will never pass the bar' it read. It shook me a little but I made it through the test. Third top score in the class." She said.

"So they found out about your moonlighting carrier?" He asked.

"Worse he tried to recruit me for his law firm to do his work so he didn't have to. I went along with it, got all the discs of my shows he had and got him busted for child pornography. Didn't even have to falsify evidence. The guy was a perverted sleaze. The woman detective that questioned me said that what he did to me was wrong but probably true and that I might want to think about police work. Just don't go advertising how I got thru college and it would never come up again. Whispered about working as a stripper at the sleaze bar off the highway." She said.

"That place has been there a minute. My Uncle took me there for my first lap dance. Said that if he didn't my dad would have come back to haunt him. Knowing what I know, he was probably right." He said looking at her grinning. "So you're still going to put on a show for us?"

"Yes, but only because you know too much and I need to shut you up. I can't arrest you for being a smart ass and sexy. Plus that whole other realm thing, I'd do better staying on your good side." She said.

"Coffee?" Ducici asked holding a tray with two mugs on it.

"Thank you. I'm not that bad, am I?" He said.

"Blowjob while we wait for her to come back?" Yerni asked.

"I'll entertain your guest if she desires some as well." Mace said eyeing the detective.

"Is it like this all the time for you?" Ishara asked. "I mean gang jumped in your office. Almost a dozen women here."

"Not all the time, sometimes I get to work or sleep." He joked. "You might want to think about letting Mace entertain you. We don't know how long Shesin will be gone. Plus that tongue of hers is amazing."

"What about you Lord?" Yerni asked as she stroked him.

"In a minute or two. I need to take care of a few things." He said and walked to the bath room. "Goodie you are in there, and ready to go I see."

"You enjoy this do you Lord?" Lyrusi cooed as she ran a fingertip around her clit.

"It makes the chore of brushing my teeth one to look forward too." He said as he sat down to pee. "I have a little suggestion for how it could be more fun. Wanna hear it?"

"O' yes, tell me!" Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.

"Well when I brush my teeth up and down. That is how you touch yourself. But when I brush my back teeth in and out. You push a finger in and out. Easy enough to follow?" He asked. 

She nodded as he stood and stepped to the sink. He brushed his teeth and got a show from Lyrusi who was coming ever ten seconds so holding a rhythm was out. She had herself so worked up already that just his attention was allowing her a release of pleasure. It was really enjoyable to watch.

"When you have caught your breath, don't forget about breakfast." He said.

She nodded once again and gave him a little smile. He smiled back as he turned to walk back to the living room. He grabbed a pad and pen from a side table before sitting down. Ishara was flanked by Thalia and Eirene as Mesaduce lowered her body to the floor between her legs.

"I see you couldn't resist the invitation." He said.

"They insisted. It was hard to say no." She panted.

"See, now you know how I felt in the beginning. But we're all still friends so I love it and all of them." He said as he sat back down in the chair across from her.

"Ready Lord?" Yerni asked.

"If you really want to, I am ready." He said.

He moaned as Yerni wrapped her lips around him. Nikita and Joxifa quickly scooted to his side. They purred and cooed as Yerni bobbed her head up and down his cock. Looking across to Ishara, her eyes went wide when Mace rammed her forked tongue four inches into her wet pussy. The detective was coming in gushes over the thick erotic tongue in under a minute. Eirene and Thalia caressed the woman between them. Pushing the pleasure even higher.

"You going to be alright Ms. Hillard?" Galenee asked stepping behind the seated woman.

"I... I... It feels so good. I'm goin..." She moaned as her body started to shiver. Galenee slid her hands down the front of the woman to pinch her nipples. "Please suck them." She begged.

Galenee let them go and guided the heads of the women to her standing nipples. Ishara gasped and orgasmed loudly. Estephan giggled and moaned as well. Seeing the others Nikita looked at Joxifa with a playful grin. Joxifa giggled and as they kissed their way down his neck to his chest. A loud knock at the door slammed the breaks on every ones enjoyment.

Ducici went to the door quickly. "Well fuck me running. Estephan it's your mother and she has a couple of women with her. They look nervous and recently made-up." 

"Bedroom everyone, someone get Lyrusi out of the tub as well." He said.

It was a mad cap three minutes but he had a plan. Wetting his head he grabbed a towel and his robe. When he got to the door all of the women were behind his bedroom door. He opened the door trying to hold his robe closed with a towel half over his head.

"WHAT!?... mom?" He started in a yell. "Why are you here?" 

"Did I get here at a bad time?" Her eyes looking past him into the apartment like she was searching for something.

"Ya kinda, I am getting cleaned up for our family lunch." Lying his ass off having forgotten all about the fucking thing.

"I have a couple girls that you can bring if you haven't found a date yet. You know nothing is sexier than a guy with real women escorting him." She said giving him an 'I know about them' look. 

"Estephan you coming back in the shower?" Ishara asked coyly wrapped in a towel from the hall.

"Is she real?" His mother hissed at him.

"She's a cop. Is that real enough or you want measurements?" He hissed back.

"Mom stop trying to hook me up. The more you meddle the less likely you are going to have grandchildren." He said and tried to close the door on her.

"You just remember only a real woman can give you that." She said holding the door.

"I think we both know this is a conversation that needs to take place privately. I'll see you at lunch. With a date. So don't get any ideas." He said and closed the door.

"She seems nice." Ishara said.

He nodded at her then shook his head. He ran thru the list of women he knew that he could call. Cindy, Sara, Ishara if she had time. He never got a chance to ask. His tried to think. He was sure his mother had taken careful note of all the women in the parlor the other day so any of them would be out of the question. Save the one he was certain she hadn't seen. 

He ditched the idea, this was mom. She would ask all kinds of nit-pick type questions only a mortal would be able to deal with. He grabbed her arm and pulled Ishara into the bed room. He wished he could drag his father over here slap a suit on him and toss him at mom. Not going to happen but it was a nice thought.

"I need to get another glyph on you and quick. SHESIN return." He said at the ceiling. "Mom knows about the higher realm and well is mom."

"What's going on?" Nikita asked.

"Before everyone tries asking a bunch of different things. Mom knows about the higher realm." He said.

"We knew that..." Eirene said.

"Fine, she wants me to settle down and have babies so I have someone to pass my fathers' name on to. It is one of the things she lives for. It kept her from losing herself in the grief of my fathers' death. Now the higher realm is back in her life and taking her son." He said pulling the dresser open. "I need to dress and find a date that isn't from the higher realm. There it is." Grabbing a small box.

"I can be your date she already thinks your fucking me. And you have." Ishara said.

"Yeah you can. If you have time. You also have a demon friend that needs you... is Shesin not back here yet. I did call her." He said.

"One of us has to hear it." Nikita said.

"Shesin return to me." He says out loud in front of all of them.

She falls out of the ceiling onto the bed. A few cuts start healing the moment she reentered the mortal realm. She starts laughing and turns at Nikita.

"Your mother is a bitch." She says.

"You think I don't know this." Nikita replies.

"Styx got a hold of you? So she has Grainger?" He asked.

"Nemeses has Grainger." Shesin said. "Thou she isn't questioning him, she trying to suck the life out of him thru his cock. He can hold out for three or four days if needed. More if Ms. Hillard let him have a little ass."

"I fucked him." Ishara said. "A few times."

"Is he good?" Yerni asked.

"Alright, matter at hand, getting him away from them. Second getting my mother away from the backlash. I understand not wanting to vanish. The wanting to take over part is what has me confused. Hold her down and let me get his name on her." He said.

"You can't write the true name of a demon on a person. Every spirit and being of the higher realm would see it." Thalia said.

"Not with this." He said holding up a blue marker. "Inferred ink. Not visible in normal light. And once on I can cover parts of it in black. And lastly, it is only to get him back. I real tattoo is going to have to go on if you want to keep him. Understand Ishara?"

"Yeah I get it." Ishara said.

Putting on the IR glasses that came with the pen he looks at them. Ishara is held in place by some of them and he writes Grainger's' true name down her back. He grabs a second marker and adds two missing letters in UV pen. After he pulls a thick black sharpie and does a slash tribal design down the sides of her backbone. Start to finish it took about ten minutes.

"So how do I bring him back?" She asked.

"Mace you care to give her a little tongue?" He asked.

"If you don't I will" Galenee said.

"Ok you need to get off, think about the letters on your back when you do. Simple as that." He said.

"I'll share..." Mace said to Galenee.

Ishara about came right on the spot. Nikita tapped his shoulder and handed him a phone. A number was already on the screen waiting for the send button to be pressed. He pressed send and stepped out of the room. It rang a few times.

"Hello?" Cindy asked on the other end.

"How you doing canvas girl? How's your Mother?" Estephan asked.

"Estephan?" She squeaked in surprise.

"Who else uses your sweet little hard body for a canvas and sex? Or have I been replaced?" He asked.

"No, it's not that, how did you get this number?" she asked. "It's unlisted so my dad can keep tabs on me. He is the only one with the number."

"Well maybe he should think about that before putting it down as an emergency contact. Anyway how is your mother, better?" He asked again.

"She's doing better, 'it's the sexy tattoo guy' I'm talking to her right now." She said, not covering the phone well enough to keep him from hearing the middle bit. "Can I call you back this evening?"

"Talk to him, from what you were just saying you hope your dad will let you sleep with him and stay out of your business right" Her mother said in the back ground.

"I'm sorry, I was just going to invite you to lunch, family birthday thing and one of my dates backed out. I was hoping to show you off to my mother. But that's ok if you can't." he said sadly.

The static and mumbled conversation let him know he didn't get hung up on. "What time?" Cindy asked.

"In about two hours, I'll have pencils to touch up the flowers." He offered.

"And after?" She asked.

"My place to pick up the party that got interrupted. You are invited you know." He said.




Inkwell Ch. 06



"Anyone else going to be there...?"



"Like Ducici and Lyrusi perhaps? O'yes."



"I'll be ready." Be at your place in an hour and 15." She said and hung up.

"How did you know?" He asked Nikita.

"My gift, favorable outcomes. It never hurts to ask." She said. "I figured you were going to ask me if she knew. You did send me to find out."



"Yeah well having imp marks on you did put things a little off kilter. While I'm out, see about finding someplace that I can afford that will hold all of us. This place is tiny for three people and there are ten of you, nine after Ducici bonds Tony and he moves in here. Not liking the idea of just moving across the complex. Or being offered a condo to be a personal artist." He said.

"She wants to move in with us. I will be more than happy to welcome her." She said.

"I don't know about that. I can only tell one person, that doesn't need to know. Everyone else has had a reason to be told. Even Janet." He said walking back into the bedroom.

Ishara was on all fours, Grainger balls deep in her mouth and Mace tongue fucking her doggie style. Galenee had her face in Maces snatch as Lyrusi and Ducici shared her inviting fruits. Eirene and Thalia had fingers in each other as they watched the scene. Joxifa and Yerni literally looked light deer in the headlights on the other side of the bed. Not sure where or if to join the oral pleasure chain.

"Welcome back demon boy. Maybe you could stick around longer this time?" He asked jovially. "Thou all of you need to get off or move the party to the living room. I need to get dressed and ready for a party. Hey cop bitch, you still going as one of my dates?" 

"I well swoom ash I gedd him uffff." She said with a mouth full of demon cock.

It was enough of a push because he came in her mouth, which sparked her to cum on Mace's tongue. Mace moaned and gushed all over Galenee's face triggering her to squirt juices all over Lyrusi and Ducici. Who giggled and started licking it off of each other. A pair of moans joined as Eirene and Thalia joined the orgasm band wagon. He shook his head. When did this somehow make it to normal in this thinking? He lived in a porno. 

"Do I have time to fresh and find other clothes?" Ishara asked.

"Fresh yes other clothes... Where is your place?" He asked digging out something to wear.

"Terrace Park." She replied.

"Not likely." He said.

"I can help you with attire." Grainger said as he gathered up a few of Estephan's' dress shirts to hit the floor.

"So you guys really can do the Cinderella thing?" Joxifa asked.

"What?" Estephan asked looking over at the demon as it wrapped three of his shirts around Ishara's body.

"Bipitty bopitty...boo." Grainger said causing a burst of laughter to roll around the room.

"Well at least we are all still in a good mood." Estephan said finally deciding on a shirt.

"Some of us still want to get a good fuck on." Yerni said under her breath.

"I will second that." Shesin hissed as well.

The room burst in to laugher as Estephan shook his head. The doorbell rang before the laughter had subsided. He went to the door expecting Cindy to be standing there. To his surprise Sara stood there in an erotic little outfit and 5 inch heels. 

"Hi, Happy Birthday." She said. "Cindy will be here in five minutes."

"Thank you. Are you wearing that for the party? That isn't until tomorrow." He said.

"But I got a text to be here this morning, in a sexy outfit I wouldn't mind losing." She said holding up her cellphone. 

"Come in." He said stepping to the side.

"Where are all the other girls?" She asked.

"Party planning in the bedroom." He said closing the door.

"Ok." She said then walked to the bedroom.

He leaned against the wall. Something was nagging him. His mother was making it very difficult to focus on the threat of the higher realm. Why now? If they have had all this time to plan, what has kept them from acting before now? The first knock went unnoticed. The second snapped him back into the here and now. He opened the door to Cindy.

"Hi, is this what you had in mind?" She asked spinning in a circle on her tiptoes.

She wore a little school girl skirt with a tight tank-top. Her outfit had cuffs and chains like she was a walking bondage kit. Her spider pattern stockings stopping a few inched below the hem of her skirt. Her scars stood out making her look even more 'fuckable bad girl'.

"I like it. Definitely has me thinking you are here for action." He said.

"Good! You can have the panties after the get together. Where is everyone else?" She asked.

The parade of women out of the bedroom answered her question for him. Looking at Ishara you'd have never guessed the woman was a detective? She looked like the slut of Frankenstein without the two foot tall skunk hairdo. It was amazing that the only thing she was wearing three shirts.

"Wow you look awesome." Cindy said to Ishara.

"Let's get this over with quick. This outfit is teasing the hell out of my twat." Ishara said.

"You said you needed something to keep you in character." Grainger purred at her.

"And this is what you came up with?" Ishara asked.

"He's a demon, not a fashion designer." Lyrusi said getting a few laughs for a couple of the others.

A knock at the door slammed the breaks the adding of cheeky comments. Estephan stepped back to the door. Kevin stood there dancing from foot to foot. He smiled and jerked his thumb towards the SUV. Estephan looked past Kevin to see hood of Kevin's car slammed three feet under the ass end of the SUV. 

"What the fuck Kevin!?" He said storming out to the wreckage. "You look ok, but what happened?"

"I don't know. My parking space is next to yours. I backed out of my space my face bounced of the steering wheel and I was under your SUV. My car is still in reverse." He said. "How am I going to get to work? It felt like another car slammed into me." 

"I ... Kevin calm down." He said as he noticed a large set of hand prints bent into the back of Kevin's' car. "I'll get you a ride to work. We'll straighten this out later."

"You aren't calling the cops?" He asked.

"Detective Hillard do we need to call the police?" He asked.

"Not if you both are ok with working it out yourselves." She said. 

"Holy crap dude. How many girls you hanging out with these days?" Kevin asked.

"I'm making up for lost time. Cindy can I borrow your car?" Estephan asked.

"Yeah, but it only seats two." She said handing over the keys.

"Nikita sweetheart, please drive Kevin to work." He said handing her the keys and kissing her cheek.

"Yes sir." She said. 

"Ishara what you driving? Sara?" He asked as Nikita hooked Kevin's arm and pulled him over to the passenger side of Cindy's car. 

"Can't use mine its state issue. I'm sorry." She said pointing at her not so unmarked cop car.

"I rode my bike." She said meekly pointing at a crotch rocket sitting next to Ishara's car.

"You drove that, wearing those?" Ishara asked pointing from the bike to her heels. "In that outfit?"

"I think I am going to cum in my pants." Estephan said.

"I'm with you Lord." Grainger said looking from Sara to the bike and back.

"The SUV is fine. We just need to get the other car out from under it." Galenee said stepping beside Estephan.

"Grainger would you do me a favor?" He asked.

"You want me to fix the car?" Grainger asked.

"Yes, look at the back." He said to the demon. "It was damaged by a higher realm being, it wouldn't be breaking any rules if it were repaired the same way. Anyone got the keys to the SUV?"

"Here they are." Lyrusi said as she jingled them at him.

"Alright everyone back up." He said opening the drivers' door.

He climbed into the SUV with a grunt. Shaking his head he put the key in the ignition and started the engine. He shifted the thing into four wheel drive and gently shifted into drive. He was on the verge of laughing as he pulled the SUV over the curb and into the grass. The sounds of metal twisting and tearing under the truck echoed across the parking lot. Three of his other neighbors gawking at him. He just smiled and waved. 

He pulled into a different parking space and looked over at Kevin's smashed up little car. Complete with a fresh set of tracks running down the hood. Galenee walked to the back of the SUV looking at something. The rest of the girls and Grainger pushed the car out of the drive lane into his parking space.

"How does it look?" He asked Galenee as he got out.

"Nothing that can't be fixed. You have twenty minutes or is it going to wait like the car?" She said.

"It'll have to wait. Cindy, Sara, Ishara you all ready? The faster we get this done the better off we will all be." He said. The women all scooted to the SUV and got in.

"If we aren't back in three hours, come looking for us. If they are pulling shit like this..." Gesturing at the car. "We would do well to stay on our toes." He said.

"We will be watching you. Don't think you are getting out of our sight completely Lord." Lyrusi said with Shesin nodding beside her. "We will stay out of sight but close."

"They are the only two that can go invisible other than Nikita." Mace said. "The rest of us will see if we can't put a name to the hand prints."

"Sounds good. Be safe you two..." He said and drove off.

"So just having them around is more than you were counting on?" Ishara asked.

"Yes and no. Not a topic for the moment." He replied looking at Sara and Cindy.

Ishara got the hint, but looked at the two younger women. She wondered if the invisible comment would clue them to the bigger picture. He realized that he had said higher realm in front of the two of them twice. Neither woman showed any out sign that they had understood.

They got to the restaurant and his mother was already bouncing and waving from the outside dining court. He winced in embarrassment seeing her. She wore a party dress a woman half her age would feel self-conscious wearing. Like she was trying to compete with his female friends. 

They got out of the SUV. Cindy and Sara hooked his arms leaving Ishara to chase after them. The hostess ushered him out to the deck where his party was gathering. His mother smiled at him running for him with her arms wide to hug him. Her eyes studied the women at his sides critically. 

"For the first time ever you make it to your party on time." She said wrapping her arms around him.

"Yeah, we got the sex out of the way early this year. But I plan on a lot more later." He said.

"You don't have to be rude. Your friends don't need to be put on display like that." She said.

"Don't know what the problem is. I would ride him on this table if he wanted it." Sara said.

"I get dibs on the tongue." Ishara said huskily.

His mother's eyes went wide. "You think we would dress this way if he wasn't a sex god?" Cindy asked.

"Anything anywhere for Master Estephan." Ishara said.

"Your little girls look afraid of us Ms. Prizton." Sara said.

"Um... Yeah. Estephan, this is Staci and Heidi. They work in the office with me. They wanted to meet you. I have told them so much about you." This mother blurted.

"They look fragile." Cindy said.

"Alright you three. No teasing mothers friends. Are Rita and her next ex-husband coming?" Estephan asked not sparing the sarcasm.

"You say that like you know something." She said inquisitively.

"Yeah, I know Rita. She won't be happy till she finds something she can't have." He said.

"Welcome, are you ready to have the food to be brought?" A waiter asked eyeing Sara the whole time.

"I think we can get started." Estephan said.

"Yes start bringing the food out." His mother said.

"Shall we sit down sir?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, what else did you plan this year mom? Not strippers again I hope." Estephan asked looking at Heidi and Staci.

"Why would I be doing that? You have friends with you this year." She said.

"Probably for the best, Cindy can make a stripper cry." He said.

Ishara gave him a look but held her tongue. Over the next hour Estephan was put on display by his mother. She even went so far as to invite others coming into the restaurant into the party. After five years of this kind of birthday party none of her usual jibes got a rise out of him. Ishara started to see how he had become so controlled with his emotions. He had put a hand on Cindy a couple of times to keep her from saying something. Sara was the little princess that fluttered around the party.

Sara would come back at let him in on what others at the party were thinking. He was not surprised that even most of the family friends were just as done with his mothers' antics as he was. His uncle finally arrived with a date. He was bragging about how loud they had gotten in some hotel room the night they met. His mother joked that he was trying to outdo her and his father. When Rita showed up alone his mother shot him a dirty look. 

"Rita how are you?" Estephan asked.

"Happy Birthday and good job on the parlor. I have heard you are doing really good and not even open a week yet." She said. "Who are your friends?"

"Cindy, Sara, and Ishara. This is Rita Grotease? Or is it something else these days?" He asked. "She was one of dad's best flash artists."

"Not his best, just the only one." Rita said.

"With you around he didn't need anyone else." He said.

"You might be right about that..." She replied eyeing his mother enviously.

"You miss it?" Ishara asked.

Rita snapped to look at her. "What?"

"Doing art that people want so much they put it on their skin?" Ishara asked.

"Master is so busy, a good artist would help and we could be good friends." Cindy said.

"Master?" She asked looking at Estephan. 

"We are in character for the party." Sara said nodding towards his mother.

"So what do the three of you really do?" Rita asked.

Estephan nodded to them then turned to head off his uncle. He was starting to get his girlfriend to lap dance for Staci and Heidi. Both of the ladies had a look of abject fear across their faces. He crossed to their table.

"Ladies thank you for coming to the party. If you want to run away screaming I won't hold it against you. If it wasn't my family and party I'd ask to hide in your trunk." He said.

Heidi smiled at that, Staci was out of her chair and dodging Gazell the lap dancer. She didn't stop till she got to her car. Heidi looked at the woman dancing with a sneer. She stood and walked over to the table Rita and his girlfriends were sitting at. His uncle wrapped an arm over his shoulder.

"You seem to be scoring the high dollar pussy these days. Heard a rumor you have ten lined up to get some from this weekend. Can I join the party if a toss Gazell into the buffet?" He asked.

"Unk, see that woman over there?" He asked. 

"Yeah, the one just begging to be unwrapped?" 

"Yes. That's the one. If she thought for one minute I was doing something illegal, she'd fucking shot me. Then arrest me. So no, you can't join the party." He said and walked away. "Gazell if you are in the neighborhood, stop in."

"You'd let her... and not me?" His uncle complained.

"Yes," He replied as he stepped next to his mother. "If you are going to do some gift thing... I don't have all day to spend on this party deck."

"I was planning something but you already scared one of them off." She said.

"Not the best plan then." Ha said.

"You are getting so impossible to get anything for." She said.

"Then stop trying. Just a nice little gift would impress me. Not girls with coupons written on them." He said.

"How did you find out!! Which one talked?" She asked.

"You did the same thing three years ago. You're losing your touch. So maybe just buying dinner and a nice gift would be better next year. Trying to give me some of your students for the week isn't working." He said matter of factly.

"But I have been training them for you." She said. "You need a real girl. Not some sex starved ancient would be goddess that can't give you children. Your almost thirty, when are you going to get married and have grandchildren?"

"When I meet the right girl. Not some trained pet from your training school. I understand what set you on this path and sympathize. You're not going to train me to be the perfect father and husband by giving me some preprogramed bimbo that will do whatever I want her too. Secondly you need to stay out of things that are not business. You and Dad had your time... it's my time now. Understand?"

His mother stood there is silence. The shock of his harsh words shattering her resolve. He looked at her and she didn't recognize the man that looked back at her. He had tried to show her he was not his father, but she had not seen it. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Mother I love you. Thank you for a wonderful party. Please stop in the shop on Monday and we will sit down over lunch and talk. I real talk, about those things we can't talk about here. Sound fare?" He asked as he opened his arms to hug her.

"That sounds fare, Steven." She said.

"Estephan mom, please call me Estephan. It is the name you gave me. And I like it." He said.

"You're right, Estephan. One o'clock sound good."


"It sounds very good." He replied. 

He made his goodbyes to the few remaining guests. When they made it back to the SUV Ishara gave him a thin look. Cindy and Sara were silent as well.

"That was a bit harsh." Ishara said.

"It was a long time coming. Did you hear what everyone else at the party had to say?" He asked.

"Your mother is a madam?" Sara asked.

"No. She is a Dominatress. She has a school and teaches. Everything from slave training to pole dancing for board housewives." He said. "The real reason I didn't use my name on the tattoo parlor."

"Wait that was Lady Prizmia?" Ishara asked.

"A.K.A Mom, yup." He said.

"Is that why she's trying to give you girls all the time?" Cindy asked.

"Fun though it may be. Sex is not the reason behind what I am doing with my life." He said.

"But..." Ishara started then looked over her shoulder and the women in the back and fell silent.

The rest of the ride back to the apartment was an interrogation. Sara and Cindy rattled question after question. He answered truthfully to most and sarcastically to others. Ishara just sat there watching him. He was even less what she had pictured him to be. He carried himself like some noble of ages past with a keen understanding of people. He wasn't quick to judge, not easily taunted and very controlled in situations that would stress stronger men.

He was the guardian of the mortal world and she was thankful for it. She looked over at him with a smile and thoughts she couldn't bring herself to admit. When the SUV stopped they were sitting in front of his apartment. The other two had yet to end their questions. Nikita opened the door and gave them a wave.

Estephan got out as did the others. She sat there for a few long moments.

"You alright Ishara?" Grainger asked from the back seat.

"Yeah. He is more amazing with every new thing I learn about him." She answered.

"I was right then?" He asked.

"Yes you were right. Does that bother you?" She asked turning to look him in the eyes.

"No it doesn't. But will you pursue it knowing he will not?" He asked.

"We have each other, thanks to him. If he asks, I won't decline. For now I will enjoy what comes to me." She said opening the door and getting out.

"Then you have learned what it is that you find most alluring in the Lord, acceptance." He said.

"I have a show to put on. You going to sit out here or are you going to come inside and get a good seat?" She asked.

"I will always watch over you but for this... front row to close for you?" He asked.

"Nope just don't block the view for anyone else." She said with a smile and walked into the apartment greeted with hugs and a kiss or two.



Inkwell Ch. 07



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy

"You can do this." Ishara said to herself in the mirror.

They were all waiting on her now. Everyone helped move the furniture around the apartment to make a stage for her. Estephan even went so far as to pull the mattress out of his bedroom and put it in the middle of the living room floor. Sheets had been hung close to the front door making a little room for greeting people that weren't coming in. The end tables were pushed to the walls and all the chairs turned to the 'stage' in the kitchen.

She was starting to get nervous. Three years of playing in front of a camera had been easy. It wasn't like the people out there hadn't seen her sucking and fucking. They were the ones she had done the fucking and sucking with. But she was on display, not participating. He would be watching, Estephan would be watching. His eyes would dance over her naked body, seeing ever movement of her. She shuttered.

"Will he think differently about me if I do this?" she whispered.

"Me or Grainger?" Estephan asked.

"You... What are you doing in here?" She said spinning to face him.

"I came to check on you. Even Ducici asked. You don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"But Shesin, we have an agreement." She said.

"Not one that can't be changed. You think if you do this I will think less of you? You'd be mistaken, I would hold you in the same regards if not higher regards. You are a beautiful woman. You are also a good detective. Putting on a show for your friends will not change either of those things." He said and backed out of the doorway. "We are honored that you would share more of yourself with us. I see nothing shameful or embarrassing about that."

She stood there speechless. His words had calmed her fears. She just wanted to grab him through him to the floor and fuck him. She was so turned on. She strutted from the bathroom in to the kitchen-stage. Yerni pressed play on the CD player. The music started and she moved her body to the music. Part of the way thru the song she picked up a bottle of virgin olive oil and drizzled it over her chest. All eyes in the room watched as the oil rolled down her breasts.

She felt so in control. She watched as the women in the room cradled their own breasts as she started rolling her fingers over her wet slippery nipples. They stood quickly under her touch. She pinched and tugged at them, shooting urgent signals right to her twat. She rolled her hips stepping so her back was to all the watchers. She turned the oil up to pour a thin stream of it between her quivering ass cheeks. It felt so good dripping over her tight little pucker and she gasped when the thick liquid dribbled across her steaming labia.

A moan behind her drew her attention. Tony was enthralled his cock standing rock hard from his lap. Ducici was darting her head from watching her to drooling at it then back to her. She smiled and slid two fingers over her throbbing lips. She moaned and started messaging the slick oil into them. She set the oil aside and picked up her knight stick. She turned to face the audience again, laying the thick wood shaft in her cleavage.

Leaning her head forward she opened her mouth and sucked the top three inches of the staff. She let go of it with her hands and sucked. She would let it slide but would suck it back in deep before it got out too far using the cleavage as a guide. She would press her tits tightly together over it to take a few deep breaths from time to time. She let it slide from her lips and hit the floor. She kneeled onto it in one smooth motion letting eight inches of thick wood to push into dripping wet pussy before it feel to the side.

Most of the women watching gasped and purred. A few of them hissed as they stuffed any number of fingers into their drippy boxes. She looked up, Estephan was watching. He had a woman on each side of him and he was not hard. His cock was thick and throbbing but not standing. She squeezed her inner muscles and pushed the shaft out onto the floor. She panted and pinched her nipples and squirt in orgasm.

"Now that was impressive. The hottest thing I have ever seen." Estephan said.

"How did you do that without hurting yourself?" Yerni gasped.

She held up a finger as the last quakes of orgasm play thru her body. "Practice. And be really fucking horny." She said with a smile.

"Ishara don't let my mother know about that. She might try to bribe you into teaching a class. Don't know what she'd pay thou." Estephan said.

Cindy started laughing and fell out of her seat. Lyrusi stepped over to Ishara and helped her to her feet. Grainger was looking at her in awe. Ishara giggled, she made her demon gawk. Estephan opened his arms and pulled her into his lap.

"Thank you." He said and kissed the side of her neck. "That must have been a real money maker."

"I never did that on camera." She said. "It would have been grainy and hard to see. It was a cheap plug-n-play camera."

"So that was the first time you did that for someone else?" Nikita asked caressing her shoulder and kissing the other side of her neck.

"Yes." She admitted quivering as Joxifa started groping her thigh and licking her.

"Well we will all have to thank you properly." Estephan said pull her fully in front of him.

He wrapped his arms around her slippery body holding her back to his chest. Nikita and Joxifa grabbed her legs and held them apart. Eyes glittered all around her as one by one they crawled over to say thank you with a tongue in her slit or hard suck of her clit. She came a half dozen times in Estephan's arms. Grainger was the last to approach her. His eyes were flaring motes of lust. Estephan reclined taking her with him. He relaxed his hold around her only to grab her breasts in each of his hands.

The girls shifted with them holding her in position if not still. Estephan rolled her breasts together then 'clapped' them. Grainger grinned evilly down at her. He laid his cock between her breast which Estephan started jerking the demon off with them. She was panting not wanting to move her body teetering on the brink of euphoric comma.

"Thank you for the erotic performance, Master Ishara." Grainger purred.

She purred and wriggled. She arched her back and wrapped her lips over the head of Grainger's cock when 6 inches of Mace's fork tongue slithered into her wet snatch. Her body bucked hard lifting her lower body towards Mace. She moaned and sucked harder when her body pulled back by gravity impaled Estephan cock into her tight clenching ass. She moaned over the throbbing penis between her lips. Fingers felt wet girl flesh. She pushed fingers into the weepy passages gleefully. Moans bathed her ears in hot breath before sucking eagerly at the sides of her neck.

Estephan squeezed her breasts and starts rubbing her nipples up and down Grainger's thighs. She bucked her hips over his cock in return. Mace locked her lips over her clit and sucked. Her body electrified sending pulses into the pussy her fingers were in. Grainger tensed. Estephan pinched her nipples between his thumb and fingers sharply. She came hard. Thrashing over his hard cock, hot semen pumping over her neck and tits having bucked so hard Grainger's cock was no longer in her mouth. She squirt all over Mace's face and chest.

Nikita and Joxifa clamped their pussies over her fingers and came with her, moaning at her neck as they did. Her world spun and she fell into a blissful heap. Arms gathered her up and carried her. She felt the warm strong muscles holding her twitching body. She was cradled and caressed as she fell asleep held in those arms. Grainger smiled. Estephan looked over at the demon eyebrow raised. Grainger just continued to smile and nodded to the Lord of the mortal realm. This Lord was going to get things done right, he thought, before returning his attention back to his Master.

Lyrusi and Shesin wasted no time in swooping in and dragging Estephan into the bathroom. They pushed him into a hot shower stepping into the water with him. Shesin pulled him to her face and kissed him deeply. Her tongue dancing with his. She held him in place as Lyrusi washed his back using her body as much as a wash cloth. Shesin growl over his tongue then turned him around to face Lyrusi. The nymph washed the front of him just as she had the back. She made it a point to not rub his erection whenever possible. Until she started to wash it. Her hot little hands stoking and caressing his aching member as soapy wash cloth messaged his balls sensually.

She rinsed the soap away before taking his throbbing length in to her mouth balls deep. He moaned loudly thankful Shesin held him in place. Lyrusi sucked him like no mortal girl ever could. She didn't relent to take a breath. She bobbed and moaned but never released her seductive mouth from his raging tool. A tickle at his anus made him gasp. Shesin purred and pushed her tail gently into his ass. His eyes rolled back threatening to still his consciousness till her tail buzzed.

"Fuuccckkkk..." He howled and came.

Lyrusi drank down his gushing seed with ease. Shesin twisted her tail and he came again. Lryusi slid from his cock in a wailing moan of her own as she squired in three powerful gushes. Still he came, Shesin moaned low and lustfully then pushed more of her tail into his quivering ass. His legs shook as the tingle of another orgasm played at the base of his cock. It vibrated inside him, Lyrusi looked up at him wide eyed and gushed hard four more times.

"You horny devil, got any more for her m'lord?" Shesin purred as her tail throbbed in his backside.

"What are you doing Shesin?" Lyrusi wimpered.

He insides churned oddly, not a sick feeling it just tightened. Lyrusi gushed three more times then slid to the floor twitching. He felt his whole body coil and release a wave of pleasure. A jet of semen lunched from his cock that hit the far wall of the shower. Shesin pulled her tail from his ass as a second jet of cum hit the wall right after. She hissed and he felt the hot gush of her orgasm spray the back of his legs.

She could hold them no longer and they both slid to the floor of the tub with Lyrusi. She caressed him and reached out to caress Lyrusi. The nymph cooed. Estephan sighed. The water was starting to go cold. He leaned over Lyrusi and turned it off.

"What was that Shesin? You didn't answer." Lyrusi panted.

"You wanted to know what a man's orgasm felt like. So I gave you a few. Nice right? And you Lord now know what a woman's orgasm feels like." She said. "And yes I had to use my tail."

"Right, no doing that again without asking first." He said.

"Giving you a girl-gasm or fucking your sexy ass with my tail?" She asked mischievously.

"Either. I should try fucking you to death for this, but you'd like it too much." He said.

"Me first." Lyrusi said.

"Everyone alive in here?" Yerni asked from the door.

"Mostly." He said.

"Pizza's here." Yerni advised.

The curtain was pulled aside and Ducici stood there with a tray of drinks. "Need a sip lord?"

"You're so sweet. Tony better be good to you or I'll sick Shesin on him." He said.

"Still you threated me with a good time." Shesin said.

"Alright were getting out." He said and lifted himself off the floor. Yerni handed him a towel. He wrapped it around himself and took one of the glasses from the tray. He turned to see Lyrusi grab Shesin tail and push it in her twat. Shesin giggled and made it buzz. Lyrusi gasped and pulled it right back out with made him almost choke on his iced tea.

"Yerni you have the time?" He asked.

"Just before 6. Is there something we need to do? We did get pizza." She said.

"No. It's been three hours and mom hasn't tried calling." He said.

"She has called twice." Ducici said.

"And?" He asked.

"Nikita talked to her." Ducici added.

He walked from the bathroom where Tony looked like he was going to pop.

"You could've used the toilet." Estephan said as Tony skittered past him.

"Yes he's right here." Nikita said handing him the phone from his bed room door.

"Mom, was there something else?" He asked.

"How do you have 10?" She asked. "You'll burn up your soul."

"Right, when you're done flipping out..." He hung up on her. "Don't tell her another thing got it. NO one tells my mother shit." He said loud enough for everyone to hear.

The phone rings in his hand. "Mother I don't want to..."

"Estephan it's Janet."

"Janet is something wrong?"

"Two big green thug looking things just went in to your parlor." She said.

"We're on our way. Don't do anything, keep yourself safe, and stay out of sight." He said.

"What is it?" Nikita asked.

"Green thug things? Any guesses? Anyone?" He asked hanging up the phone.

"Trolls." Eirene said.

"Would they be able to shove a car?" He asked.

"Yeah, they are stupid strong. Literally." Thalia said.

"Well they are in the parlor. Three guesses as to what they are after." He said. "Who here is in the mood to beat the hell out of some trolls?"

"Not the wisest course of action." Clotho said.

"Now you show up?" Estephan asked angrily.

"Calm yourself. They are trying to get you to join their side." Clotho admitted.

"Who Nemeses, Styx and the ex-girlfriends of Zeus. Why are they pulling this shit?" Estephan asked.

"You are a titan." Clotho said. "And you are on the cusp of your emergence. They want to tilt you to a darker destiny."

"You can't tell him that!" Ishara said.

"I'm a what?" He asked then looked at Ishara. "What are you talking about?"

Ishara looked at the ground Grainger stepping to her side defensively. Nikita and the rest stared open mouthed at Clotho. She held out a scroll to Estephan. He took it and unrolled it. It was a family tree. His father's name was the last one on it. But he traced it back to find why this was important. A name drew his attention, Selene. She was some kind of moon goddess.

"So why am I going to be a titan?" He asked.

"Tomorrow at the time of your birth, you will choose the theme of your mantel. You are the first native titan to reach this stage in a long time. Your father died before he emerged. You were approached to help guard you. You are still the guardian of the mortal realm." She said. "Confronting them would pose no threat to you. Just banish them."

"They are not what I am worried about." He said. "Let's go hunt us some troll."

He stalked into the bed room. He looked over his shoulder at Ishara. She wouldn't meet his gaze. So be it then. He dressed in some of his sturdier clothing and put on his heaviest pair of boots. He stepped back out into the living room Shesin was bared and ready. Nikita was armored as well. As he looked all of them were ready to throw down. Seeing Cindy and Sara he looked at Clotho.

Clotho was the one standing there stunned. She had not seen this outcome in the pool of possibilities. He grabbed the keys and headed for the door. She looked like she was going to say something but he stopped and looked at her. She froze. He could see fear play across her features. He smiled. It chilled her to the core. Then he was gone.

"Ducici, Yerni you're staying close to me. Tony let Joxifa and Lyrusi ride with you. Eirene and Thalia stay here a guard the apartment. Talk to Cindy and Sara about what's going on. The people around here got lucky this morning." He said.

Cindy and Sara stood there in total shock. Ishara pulled them back into the apartment. It bothered him, but he would let it go. Ishara had done nothing but hold her tongue. Nikita had been held to that same rule. He could forgive it. That would have to wait thou. He started the engine and backed out.

He checked the rear view a dozen times to make sure Tony was keeping up with him. He pulled in to the parking lot expecting to see his parlor is flames or something. All was as it should be thou. Only a few cars on the lot, as it should be for a Sunday. He looked down the line of shops to see Janet. She waved and ducked back out of the window.

He parked and got out. Walking quickly he looked in the door and saw two trolls bound to the floor in a mass of vines. Janet came scooting down the side walk. She was a little shaken but looked more excited.

"Crystalia captured them for you. He said he could so I let him. Is that alright?" She said.

"I will be down to thank him later. Go back to your shop; we will take care of the rest." He said.

"Okay, be careful." She said and hurried back to her shop.

He unlocked the door and stepped in. Shesin and Nikita corporealized from the wall ready for a fight. The trolls grunted confused on the floor. He walked around them to check the rest of the place. The clean room was a mess. It smelled and what looked like the contents of a dumpster littered the floor. He pushed the stock room door open. The room looked ransacked. Shelving was over turned. Ink poured out on everything. He stepped to the office door shaking in anger.

"Well I would have thought you would have been here a little sooner." A male voice said.

"Who the hell are you?" He said.

"Interesting question because I'm not really sure anymore." A tall long haired male seated at his desk said.

Nikita and Shesin flanked the desk as Estephan walked in front of it. "They belong to you?" He asked pointing out the door and the trolls.

"No but I have been following them. You have a nice collection." He said eyeing Shesin and Nikita. "Did they come with a frequent 'fuck me' card?"

"No they didn't. It isn't what they are here to do." He answered.

"Well to bad, the two I had were deviously horny." He said.

"Where are they now?" Shesin asked.

"I eat them. They did ask. Was that wrong?" He said rising to his feet.

"Yes. It was wrong. What is your name?" Estephan said waving the two of them to step back.

"Charlie Weston. I think. Sometimes I ask myself that and get a different answer." He said stepping towards Shesin no longer looking at him or Nikita. "You look new. Can I taste you?"

Estephan opened his senses to what this thing in front of him was. It made his head spin for a second but he got an answer his wasn't expecting. This was just a guy. No higher realm being, no demon, and seething with power. It was burning the guy from the inside out. He ate them? He looked at Shesin. He must have run across a succubus. Learned from her how to steal energy and drained the mythical beings of all of their energy.

"You are dying. No you are dead. You just haven't figured that out yet. You are not going to hurt anything else." He said to Charlie.

"You can't stop me." Charlie spat as he turned on Estephan.

Estephan was ready, he thought. Charlie didn't stop to hit him but barreled into him pulling both of them to the floor. Charlie's eyes frosted over as they looked down on Estephan. Estephan grabbed Charlie's throat to keep the guy from biting his face. Estephan could feel them inside Charlie. Two mythic creatures screaming in pain and terror.

"I realease you to from your confines. Come forth and announce your selves to the Guardian." He said.

Charlie went ridged in his grasp. Charlie's head twisted around of its own accord. The sound of the bones cracking could be felt in his hands. His stomach lurked. He pushed Charlie away and vomited. Shesin was about to pounce when claws tore thru Charlies back from the inside. Nikita stepped over Estephan heaving body in a defensive posture. Shesin backed away but ready for a more lethal encounter.

A succubus climbed out of the writhing husk of Charlies flesh. This demoness pulled frantically at a grasping arm.




Inkwell Ch. 07



"Shesin" Estephan said chokingly. "Help them." Pointing .

She gave him a questioning glance but stepped forward. She grabbed the other succubus and pulled the two women from the burning body. The three of the hit the floor as the little of Charlie that remained crumbled to ash. Estephan put his head to the cool surface of the floor holding his abdomen. Lyrusi and Ducici rushed to him.

"How... we were..." One of the women said looking at the back of her hand like it shouldn't be there.

"Announce your selves or leave this realm now?" Estephan grumbled trying to sound a little more authoritative.

"I am Tisiphone..." She said.

"You're a FURY?" Nikita yelped before the woman could finish.

"Yes, you are Nike are you not?" She asked.

"And your companion?" Estephan asked.

"I am Monvice, Guardian." She said.

"Do either of you know who sent them?" He asked pointing at the trolls.

"No Guardian." They replied.

"Help me up." He said reaching for Nikita. "Find out their story while I go talk to dumb and dumber."

"Alright." She replied as he got his feet under him and walked out the door.

He still felt hollow, chills ran down him. He pushed the feelings away as best he could. For good or bad a man just died in his hands. Already dead or not he had felt it. Ducici stood over the trolls grinning. He focused on that. He stepped between to two green hulks and grabbed an ear on each one.

"Who sent you?" He asked and twisted.

Their eyes went wide feeling the pain hit. "Mesiness. She love." One blurted.

"Win goodiss. Like im stay..." The other added.

"You make a mess of my place?" He asked jerking their ears again.

"No have time, weed geddus." The first said.

"Smell." Said the second. He wasn't sure what that meant.

He let go of their ears and walked to the stockroom. Galenee stood in the room surveying the disorder.

"You think they did it?" He asked her.

"No. It's not broken enough." She said flatly.

"So someone else did this?" He asked.

"A demon someone else. There is still a hint of brimstone lingering in the air." She said. "What about that other asshole in your office?"

"Dead. He swallowed a succubus and a Fury. It killed him, be he didn't smell like a demon till after they came back out. Now he's a pile of ash." Estephan said muscling back the gag reflex. "Can we get this place cleaned up and ready by Monday?"

"If we are aloud use of our powers we could have it done in twenty minutes." She said.

"I'll think on that a minute. I don't want to skirt rules without more proof." He said.

"Why are you caring about the rules now?" She asked.

"Because someone is testing me, pushing me, trying to make me cross the line. Until I have proof that we can point at and wave in front of an accuser, I am going to play it safe. Don't want to risk all of you just because I lost my temper." He said.

"Lord Inkwell! Explain your violation!" A enraged female voice yelled in the lobby.

He turned and a tall winged woman brandishing a red sword stood in the center of the lobby. She had black feathers on her wings and in place of hair. Her eyebrows were wings as well. With what her had learned recently this would have to be the one and only Nemeses. He could feel the power in her as well as a lack of control.

"Sheath your sword. I have committed no violation. If your wish is to have your sister returned to you, she is yours. Take her and return to the higher realm with my blessing. If you are here to enforce some form of justice without proof, I will dismiss you and will return your sister after I have answers to why beings of the higher realm are assaulting mortals without cause or provocation." He said feeling winded.

"You can't keep her!" She said angrily.

"Then take her and return to the higher realm." He said waving a hand in a dismissive fashion.

"Why did you take her in the first place? If all you are going to do is send her back." She asked walking towards the office.

"I didn't take her. You guys seem to be more on the ball than she is." He muttered down at the trolls.

"Nike? You serve this mortal?" She asked seeing Nikita standing at the office door.

"Why did you have Mesaduce and I marked by imps?" Nikita asked in return sliding her sword from its sheath.

"I did no such thing cousin. Why would I?" She asked.

"Nemeses, answer me this, how many beings of the higher realm can make others believe they are you?" Estephan asked. "Why would Styx warn us that you had done it? If you require proof we have one of the imps. On top of that these two seem to think you sent them. This is the one? Winged goddess that sent you here?"

Both trolls shook their heads. "She not have naked." The second of the two said.

"Well isn't that interesting." He said. "Those bond to me... I lift the restraints of the mortal realm from you all for one hour. In that time please set right the parlor and search for clues or signs of the nature of the vandals. If you are not responsible Nemeses, you are free to go as is your sister. She has suffered enough in the mortal realm. Return her to the higher realm. Could you escort the succubus that is with her as well?" He asked.

"Excuse me?" Galenee asked. "Your letting her walk out of here with..." His stare shut her up.

"Take her to her sister, Ducici Yerni follow me please." He said as he walked out of parlor on to the side walk. They rushed to catch up.

"Where are we going?" Yerni asked.

He pointed at the florist shop at the end of the strip mall. His thoughts were racing. Things were starting to take on a wider more dangerous scope. Clotho had shown up without being called or with her sisters. Still too many questions about the reason behind it all. Fading, being bled dry, either way someone was looking to capitalize on the misfortune of everyone else. Time to ask.

"Janet, we got it under control." He said as he stepped into the shop.

"O' good. What were those things?" Janet asked.

"Trolls." Yerni said.

"Their real?" Janet asked.

Estephan giggled. She knew about the mythic realm and this was a surprise to her. Janet really was just a sweet young woman with a passion for flowers. He looked at her warmly.

"May I talk with Crystalia?" He asked.

"Sure, he's been waiting for you. Right in there." Janet said pointing at the door beside the flower case.

He walked carefully in to the back. Crystalia had grown much since it had been in his office. He walked over and scooted a bar stool out from under a table and sat in front of the grand plant.

"Lord Inkwell, did you want me to let them go?" It asked.

"Not just yet. I will give one of your vines two tugs then three then release them. If you would please." He said. "I have questions about the higher realm. Of all the beings I know, you are the one I feel would be least likely to want to lie to me."

"Thank you? What is vexing you guardian?" it asked.

"Am I a titan?" He asked.

"Not yet. Is this what bothers you?" It asked. "Rushing it will only waste time."

"No not like that. I decide? Is that right?" He asked.

"As I understand it yes." Crystalia said.

"How do you decide on your mantel? Is there a list to choose from?" He asked.

"You decide thru your actions and nature. It's not something you can just say and poof there you go."

"So why would someone by trying to push a confrontation between the higher realm and myself. Trolls attacked my neighbor and wrecked his car, others turned my parlor upside down just to get me what... mad? A Gorgon and Nike were marked by imps to spy on my actions. Is there some fear of a new titan in the higher realm?" He rambled.

"You are perceptive Lord Inkwell. The higher realm would have much to fear in a new titan. You would have all of the power here in the mortal realm and in the higher realm. You are already named as the guardian of mortal affairs. Only by getting you to break your covenant can they get a different guardian named." It said.

"So they would leave me alone if I weren't guardian?"

"It would be probable. A titan with no access to the higher realm is not really a threat. Like Mozart or Shakespeare. Many titans never emerged they just were. And their potential shown thru in some other way. Genius is one of the marks as is psychosis is some cases." It said.

"So someone in the higher realm wants me to be a titan? If I had been left alone I would have gone about a normal life." He mused out loud.

"You still could. Denounce your power." It said.

"Just like that? I don't want it take it back?" He asked.

"There is a little more to it but in the nut shell, yes." It said.

"I can't do that." He said with conviction.

"Good." It said relieved.

"You almost sighed in relief? Why?"

"All that you have done would have to be undone. I would have to return to the higher realm. I wish to stay here with Janet." Crystalia said.

"You could have lied." He said.

"You told me you hoped I wouldn't." It said.

"Thank you." He said and stood to leave.

"Is there anything else Lord?" Crystalia asked.

"Here's one, who stands to lose the most power when I become a titan?"

"The Fates." Crystalia said.

"Could a Fate keep the Muses from returning to the higher realm?"

"Yes." It answered.

He sat there stunned. Clotho? Atropos! Things started to come back in to focus for him. The Fates were infighting. It stood to reason that one Fate couldn't see the plans of another. One or all of them were battling over something. Was the higher realm in that much peril?

"Is the realm fading Crystalia?" He asked.

"Yes, in 400 or so years it will be gone." It said.

"Guess when you have been around for thousands of years 400 doesn't feel like much time."

"I would agree with that." Crystalia said. "With permission I would like to claim this place as my domain. It would give me a little more freedom and allow me more options should something like this happen again."

"I will consider it. I would like to have a better understanding of what's going on before allowing anyone to claim dominion in the mortal realm. Is there a span of time in which you are limited to doing such a thing?"

"5 years." It answered.

"So taking time to think it over would not inhibit you?"

"No, and I am surprised you asked about my constraints."

"I guess it's part of what I am. Good thing right?" Estephan asked.

"Noble, Lord Inkwell." It said.

"Thank you. I have some cleaning up to finish. Talk again in a few days." He said and stood.

"I look forward to it Lord Inkwell."

Stepping back out to the front of the shop he saw the three of them chatting over a bunch of flowers. He shook his head. Flowers and women in the same place always made for good conversation. Yerni was wiggling her bottom, must have something to do with sex. Ducici looked forlorn at the flowers. Janet put her hand on her arm and sighed.

"We don't kill the planet to harvest its blooms." Janet said.

"It still saddens me, they will be beautiful but their beauty is now meaningless." Ducici said.

"But they still look delicious." Yerni said.

"How is it meaningless?" Janet asked.

"These blooms will never bare seed. A beautiful barren existence." Ducici said.

"Maybe you could help me find living plants for my shop. Not just potted Poinsettias for Christmas." Janet said warmly.

"I can try. Lord did he help?" Ducici asked.

"Yes very much so. You three getting along then?" He asked.

"Yes she was bragging about how sensual Crystalia is." Yerni said.

"All planets are sensual. Look at Ducici." He said.

They laughed. "Lord did he ask about the domain thing? He said it would insure the shop and your shop." Janet said.

"I'm sure it would. I have to think it over, if I let him and not others... I will probably give permission. Just not today." He said. "You two ready to get back to the party?"

"You betcha." Yerni said.

"See you on Monday Janet." Ducici said.

Janet waved with a smile as they left. The three of them walked back down to the parlor. Stepping thru the door Nemeses stood on the middle of the room staring down Nikita. This couldn't be good. Ducici and Yerni got out of sight before he even realized they were moving.

"What do you mean you can't" Nikita asked.

"I sent them back and am unable to follow. I do not understand." Nemeses said. "You try returning."

"I have no reason to return. You have no reason for being here, so leave." Nikita stated angrily.

"Nikita calm down, Nemeses at what location did you first set foot in the mortal realm?" Estephan asked. "You may have to return to that point to reach the higher realm."

"I have done that and ended back up here." Nemeses said.

"So she is ready then. Well then you need to stash the wing span and keep a low profile till you can return. I imagine the Muses felt similarly when it happened to them." Estephan said.

"You have some idea of what's going on?" Nemeses asked.

"Not something I am willing to discuss with you here. Those that can return to the apartment. The others ride with me in the SUV. Ducici how does the parlor look? Safe to open to mortals on Monday morning?" He asked.

"The place is clean and organized. You and Shesin should have no worries." Ducici said.

"Shesin and I? Why would it matter if...?" He stopped.

"I thank you Lord." Shesin said with a bow.

He remembered, they had exchanged knowledge. She knew as much about tattooing as he did. He would have to test her but it was likely she would share his skill as well. She could help with little things and help. That would be so nice. His hand would be so thankful for the break. He rub his wrist and nodded. Nemeses looked at him then at Shesin suspiciously.

"Shall we go then?" He said.

Ducici stepped to this side. A few of the other shifted out of sight. Anthony stepped towards him.

"We have the same passengers on the way back or does that matter?" Tony asked.

"I'm riding with you." Ducici said snuggling into his arms.

"And the rest are riding with me. So let's go." Estephan said.

"What about them?" Yerni said pointing at the trolls.

"You two are still here?" He asked.

"You told them not to go anywhere." Galenee said.

"Damn... who wants them?" He asked.

"Wants them?" Nikita asked.

"Or one of them. As an assistant?" He asked the women.

"You can't just bind them here. They don't belong here." Nemeses said.

"And yet someone sent them here claiming to be you. Fine." Estephan said walking over to the trolls. "You to want to go back? Or do you want to stay here and serve the guardian as body guards?"

"Stay?" One of the troll mumbled.

"You no can do dat." The other said.

"Yes I can." Estephan said.

"It is forbidden. You are not allowed to summon trolls!" Nemeses snipped.

"I didn't summon them. But since their here no reason to overlook the opportunity." Estephan said.

"You're going to sex up the trolls?!?" Yerni yelped.

Everyone looked at her. "You didn't just say that?" Nikita asked.

"I no want sexin'." The first troll said.

"You dare to..." Nemeses started.

"You have no idea. SO shut up before I put you in a jar with the imp." Estephan said. "No sex for you trolls just a picture on your arm. What is your answer?"

"I take picture, stay guard body." The second said.

"And you?" He asked.

"No sex? Ever?" It asked.

"Not from me." He said looking at the troll.

"I stay." It replied.

Estephan stepped into the other room and gathered markers. Nemeses was stalking around the room when he stepped back in. She said nothing but the fire behind her eyes clearly spoke for her. Nikita looked at him fear and confusion played over her features. The others watched, all of them seemed apprehensive about his actions.

He took the arm of one of the trolls and laid a binding glyph tattoo on its arm. He tugged on the vines and they receded. The troll stood, returned to one knee with its head bowed. Estephan braced himself. The arc of power that jumped from him to the troll knocked the creature off its feet. He marked that second troll quickly, tugged the vines, and braced again. The second troll never made it up before being blasted by a wave of power to the far wall of the lobby.

"Not what I was expecting but I guess I should have." Estephan said getting to his feet.

"What was that? What have you done?" Nemeses asked.

Estephan held up a finger and watched the first troll stand instead of looking at her. As the troll stood its shape changed and scaled to a more human size. The second rolled with a moan the stood coming out of its clothing completely. He grinned. No one looking at them would think they were anything more than a couple of well-trained body guards.

"You two are in my debt. What are your names?" Estephan asked.

"Profene, Lord Inkwell." The first said in clear but accented tones.

"Crossin, Lord Inkwell." Said the seconded regaining his feet.

"What is this? What have you done?" Nemeses asked again.

He ignored her. "If either of you tries to return to your old ways, the curse I would place upon you would be tenfold the one I have just lifted. Is this understood?" He asked.

"It is understood Lord." Crossin said.

"Lord, she didn't send us." Profene said pointing at Nemeses. "It was the Fate..."

"Atropos?" He asked.

"No, it was Lachesis." Profene said.

Even Nemeses stopped moving. The Fate Lachesis had sent them, to what? Kill him, as a gift, wreck this parlor. This made even less sense then if Atropos had sent them. At least her doing it would have made a little sense, given her feelings for him. Clotho? Was she still waiting at the apartment?

"You two can still shift into the mists?" Estephan asked.

One tried and faded. "It would appear so." Crossin said.

You two will accompany Nikita to my residence. I will give you both other names and duties then, understood?" He said nodding to Nikita. She nods in reply.

"Let's get a move on." He said and hustled everyone out and locked the door. This tilted everything he thought 45 degrees into sideways.

Yerni asked him a few questions, he didn't hear them. His thoughts were focused on other things. He drove back to the apartment listing off any number of things he wanted to ask Clotho if she was still there. Most were centered on how much she really knew, whether she could tell him or not. Second would be how he was supposed to keep the higher realms quiet if every other day he had something barging into the world.

He pulled into his parking space next to Kevin's freshly repaired car. He got out and went to the door, Ishara was waiting for him. He wasn't sure what to say or ask of the Detective. She looked afraid. He nodded to her and just stepped past her. He scanned the room and as he thought Clotho sat in one of the chairs. She sipped tea like she hadn't a care in the world.

"Do you know what is going on?" He asked.

"Yes. And I can't stop or change it." She said.

"Can you tell me?" He asked.

"Not yet."

"But you can later... because I will be a titan, not a mortal." He said.

"Correct. Are you going to enjoy your day or just mope?" She asked.

"I have a few ideas. You just going to hang around?" He asked.

"No, I am here to escort someone else back, since she forgot hers keys so to speak." She said tilting her head towards Nemeses.

"That would be most appreciated." He said.

"Thank you for the tea. Are you keeping the imp?" she asked.

"Hadn't planned on it, why? Care to take it with you as well?" He asked.

"I could. It might fit well in my butterfly collection." She said. "How much do you want for it?"

"An answer." He said. "Is that too much?"

"Ask and we shall see?" Clotho said with a wide smile.

"How did I know the trolls were cursed and that I could claim them?"

"That's two questions, but the answer is the same so I guess it is a fair price. Secrets. The higher wisdoms hidden in the nature of higher realm beings." She said.




Inkwell Ch. 07



"Because I have bonded with so many the secrets hidden among them are being revealed to me." He said.

"Yes. You are a clever guardian." She said.

"I probably would have figured that out for myself later so no harm right?" He said.

"Yes." Clotho said in amazement.

He walked to the counter, picked up the vinegar bottle with the imp in it and headed it to her. Nemeses looked at him with disgust and Clotho with confusion. Anthony and Ducici walked in coming to a halt. Clotho looked at them and at Estephan. She gave him a wink and grabbed Nemeses by the arm and faded away with the winged warrioress.

"Guardian, you want to clue in use minions." Galenee said.

"Perhaps I can help." Ishara said.

"You're the child of one of the Muses." Estephan said flatly.

The room went so quiet he could hear the radio in his neighbor's apartment. He walked to the loveseat and sat down. Grainger was the first to move. He walked to Ishara's side as if he had always been there. The bonds between them went beyond ones he had placed.

"When did you know?" Grainger asked.

"When you started spouting off about Lucifer." He said. "She wasn't surprised, she wanted to beat the shit out of you. That and how many detectives can just drop everything and take a weekend off with little to no notice?"

"You mad at me?" Ishara asked.

"For keeping your mother's secret? Why would I be?" He said.

"For trying to get close to you for other reasons."

"Such as?" He asked.

"If I am ever to have children, it would have to be with someone like me. A half breed can't mate with a mortal human, and I want a family." She said. Others dropped jaw at her candor.

"We can't mate." Grainger said.

"Your kind can't." Estephan said. "As is true with others of the higher realm. Which is what raises the question, why aren't you allowed to mingle? Hence the longer you spend with each other the more of the secrets hidden amongst you start coming out. Which is where they come in," Gesturing at the trolls "Learned a secret or two but could not be killed. Imprisoned in their own flesh right in front of every ones face. Wonder if Ms. Wingspan knows that?"

"I don't..." Joxifa started to answer.

"I wasn't really asking." Estephan said. "And you want a family? With me?"

"It would be most preferred. I am not talking about this minute." She said.

"You'd give up police work to have a child?" He asked.

"In a second." She said.

"Maybe. You would have to understand that later any child of mine would become titan later in life." He said realizing what that meant from the other side. He couldn't have a mortal wife. "I don't think my mother is going to understand this."

"So what is going to happen to us?" Cindy asked fearfully from the hallway.

He looked over to see Sara and Cindy looking around the room suspiciously. This was going to be an interesting conversation. He crossed the room towards them. Their eyes watched to see what he would change into. He could understand how they felt. One minute the world is one thing, the next it holds all the wonders you dreamed as a child just to be told they weren't real. Yet there they were, sharing some of your most adult fantasies and pleasures.

"Nothing is going to happen to you." He said to them.

"But... She has wings." Pointing at Shesin. "And she? What is she?" Pointing at Mesaduce. Sara muttered.

"We going to remember any of this?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, and Mace is a Gorgon." Estephan said.

"A what?" Sara asked.

"Like Medusa, didn't you take Classical Theater with me two semesters ago?" Cindy asked.

"Mesaduce is her sister." He said.

"So why isn't anyone here turned to stone?" Sara asked fearfully.

"I'm not nearly the bitch my sister was." Mace said.

"Okay, why don't the two of you come out here? We'll sit down and do the introductions. That would include you." He said directing the last part of that at Ishara.

"It will be fun. Maybe I might even figure out a thing or two." Ducici said bouncing over and taking Cindy's arm.

"We don't bite, unless you want us to." Mace said taking Sara by the arm.

"Everyone sit down. Nikita would you please go first. You were the one that introduced me to everyone else." Estephan said.

"Okay, I can't believe you're doing this." She said back at him. "I am Nike, divine charioteer and messenger. I came to the mortal realm to inspire and search for the missing Muses."

"You're not a Muse?" Sara asked.

"We'll get to that later." Estephan said.

"Originally the plan is to find an artist, introduce them to the higher realm and bring my companions to the mortal realm." She said. "Thalia the Grace and Eirene the Hour."

"Thalia, if you would?" Estephan asked.

"Right, I am one of the Graces." Thalia said. "I bring richness and abundance. I have two sisters."

"So you are like a genie?" Sara asked.

"Not like that. I don't grant wishes." Thalia said.

"And you Eirene?" Estephan asked not letting Sara interrupt too much.

"I am one of three Horae, Goddess of law and order, we watch over the flow of nature and time."

Sara looked like she was about to ask something again but Mace put her hand on her arm and shook her head. Sara's eyebrows raised but she remained silent. Estephan looked back to Nikita and gestured for her to continue.

"Since the Muses went missing, the higher realm lost its line of communication with the mortal realm. We became out of touch. Uninformed of the world's changes. The rise of global conflict." She said.

"The World Wars." Thalia added.

"Right urged the Fates to find them. For if they were to die..." Nikita said.

"That which they inspire could die with them." Estephan said flatly.

"Yes." Nikita said.

"But you are all here. Doing what Muses do right?" Cindy asked.

"No, we aren't." Nikita said.

"Muses inspire. We nurture creativity, bring relief to stress and financial burden. We can't inspire." Eirene said.

"So why are the rest of you here? If it was only supposed to be the three of you?" Cindy asked looking from Nikita to Thalia then back to Eirene.

"That would be my fault?" Estephan asked.

"Kinda yeah. See when I first got here I wondered for three years. It is discouraged to follow a family. Estephan's father was host years ago. After talking with the Fates, they suggested him, even thou it might cause problems. The industrialization of this age left very little hands on artistry." Nikita said.

"But why all of them?" Mace asked. "I don't get it."

"I'm getting to that. So I introduce myself to Estephan and like always it takes a little time to adjust to the idea but he comes around." Nikita said.

"Yeah, all of those runes and glyphs." Estephan said.

"So he agrees to put the tattoos on me. He worked for hours and we talked. About the higher realm and beings of legend and myth. I could feel the strength of his spirit as he worked. Then it was gone. He was exhausted. He got to the car and passed out, in the passenger seat. I drove him home. I couldn't wake him. It was like I wasn't even there." Nikita said. "I tried calling the two of you but... the tattoo wasn't done. In fact I started flipping out. I couldn't get back to the higher realm. So I started calling for assistance from those that I could beat down if them screwed up."

"You didn't just us?" Yerni asked

"Yes I trusted you. Anyway I called Ducici she was closest and of the mortal realm. We still couldn't move or wake him. So I went further, Galenee and Yerni. Even then we could move him but not safely." Nikita said.

"We could have dragged him." Galenee said.

"Not a nice thing to do to the hot guy you want to be friendly with." Lyrusi said.

"So I finely call her," Pointing at Lyrusi. "She starts to purr and coo over him. It gets at least part of his attention. But it also made him lighter. Easier to carry. We got him into the apartment and his bedroom. I thanked them all and let them return. Only..." Nikita said.

"They couldn't." Estephan said.

"Right, I didn't want to say anything because you didn't do anything wrong. And when you woke up and found them all, it didn't freak you out horribly or anger you." She said.

"So we all just went along with helping, not that we didn't want too in the first place." Galenee said.

"Clotho showed up asking questions and just smiled. She said if we wanted to stay that we would have to help with the tests and agree to the verdict. Plus it had to be all of us or we all had to leave." Yerni said.

"So a lot of you are here by accident?" Cindy asked bewildered.

"More like serendipitously." Galenee said.

"And I am a Gorgon, one of seven sisters." Mesaduce said. "I was rescued by Nikita after ending up on this side of reality."

"Which brings us at last to you, Ishara. How did you get to be here?" Estephan asked.

"What about him?" Sara said pointing at Anthony.

"Me? I'm a mortal." Tony said.

"Don't get ahead of the story Sara, I'll get to that." Estephan said. "Ishara?"

"I'm a demi-titan, mortal but not without the powers of my immortal parent. Erato is the Muse of Lyrical Poetry. I have photographic memory, impeccable time keeping and a very lovely singing voice as gifts of my mother. I do not know who my father is and when asked my mother simply says he was a good man." Ishara said.

"She meet me when she was in college. Some rich kid twit with a gothic delusion of anarchy managed to call me to the mortal realm. Quite by accident." Grainger said.

"I kept him for killing the guy. You all might know him as the Mayor." Ishara said nodding.

"So you studied law and got through school doing online shows. Caught a demon summoned by the now Mayor and ended up being a cop?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah, my time in college was a blur." Ishara said.

"And here I was bitching about the lack of face time my professor put in." Sara said.

"Well that brings us to me." Estephan said. "In less than ... 20, no 18 hours I will no longer classify as mortal. It would seem I am earthbound descended of Selene. Goddess of the moon, maybe Mesaduce can tell me what that means?"

"Which part?" Mace asked.

"Moon goddesses weren't a big part of my college studies." He said.

"She held the moon as her chariot and took Endymion as a lover. They had fifty daughters." Mesaduce said. "Her brother is Helios of the sun."

"And what did... 50?" Estephan asked.

"50 not counting the child with Zeus." She said.

"SO it runs in the family?" Yerni asked.

"What?" Lyrusi asked.

"The need to have lots of sex?" Yerni said.

Laughter rolled around the room. Not being human not being much of a hang up apparently. Sara and Cindy relaxed visibly as the conversation flowed over myth verse truth. How time and human editing changed the higher realm into demons and angels. Where the different powers came from and how they worked in the mortal realm as opposed to fiction.

"That was sugar coating it for them you know?" Nikita asked him.

"Yes it was and I would think you of all people would want it kept that way." He answered. "Are you willing to drop the truth about why Shesin and Joxifa are here? They haven't asked and I didn't volunteer. Their comfortable with what they have been told and are willing to trust us with what they haven't been told."

"And Ishara? You willing to father a child for her?" Nikita asked.

"You jealous? I haven't thought about it. Would it change things if I did?" He asked.

"It might, any of your children would be heir to your legacy. Guardian of the Mortal Realm." She said.

He stopped to think about that. As a titan he would be able to give Ishara a child thou that might not be a good thing. She was a mixed blood. Would a child follow her powers or his, would it have both?

"Got you thinking don't I?" Nikita said.

"Yeah, I have something for you. Shesin showed me how. Is there knowledge of the higher realm you think I should have that would take too long to teach?" He asked.

"You want to trade knowledge with me?" She asked.

"Does it come with flashy detail tattoos like Shesin's?" Yerni asked.

"Does it hurt?" Joxifa asked.

"Would it act as a second bound?" Galenee asked.

"I would still be special, right?" Shesin asked.

"Hold it. All of you want to share with me?" Estephan asked.

"Well yeah, Shesin can tattoo as well as you. I think I would like doing that." Thalia said.

"Alright, two things you need to remember. You all are from the higher realm any mark you leave is a link right to you. Secondly none of you have license to do it. Not even Shesin. If any of you were to give a tattoo and normal human health code types find out and I am out of work or worst in jail. Now I am willing to share my knowledge with the understanding none of you are going to use it without going through the normal mundane hoops of getting licensed." He said.

"We can mock and temp for you thou right?" Joxifa asked.

"What?" Estephan asked. "Any of you could do that now. If all of you want markers and pencils I can get those wholesale. Drawing up temp-tattoos or costume tattoos you can do anywhere. You don't need to know how to tattoo for real to do that."

"So could we make the parlor bigger for doing those?" Lyrusi asked.

"Maybe put in a place for piercing?" Anthony asked.

"How did this go from introductions to let's buy the whole strip mall?" Estephan asked.

"Not the whole mall, just from the parlor to the flower shop." Shesin purred. "Not like there is anything in them anyway."

"And where do I get that kinda money? I'm hocked to the hilt as it is." Estephan said.

"We can fix that, if you let us. Call it a birthday present." Eirene said. "Or did you miss the part were Thalia said 'relief from financial burden'?"

"You all are that ready to share yourselves with the world?" He asked.

Looking around his apartment only glittering eyes and smiles came back at him. Anthony fearfully scanned the women around the room. Cindy and Sara bounced like five years olds about to get ice cream. He shook his head.

"Well it is my birthday, show me what you got." Estephan said.



Inkwell Ch. 08



I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy

He sat looking over them. Shesin and Nikita lay on either end of the bed with Joxifa, Lyrusi and Yerni between them. Thalia and Eirene slept beside each other in the loveseat. Antony and Ducici coddled in the armchair like teenagers. Crossin and Profene sat in the kitchen reading thou everything he had in the apartment. Grainger had carried Ishara into his bedroom hours ago.

He wondered if he was going to feel different as a titan. Would he still have the same tastes in food, would women still taste as they had before. He looked at the phone for what felt like the 500th time. He was wrestling with whether to tell his mother or not. He understood her concerns and knew that she loved him. Was this something she needed to know now was the question.

"You look very conflicted. Want to talk about it?" Mace asked from the end of the couch.

"Not sure what to think at the moment. I mean, titan? What am I supposed to feel?" He asked.

Galenee walked into the room with a towel over her hair as Mace answered. "You feel what you feel. I feel the same, I'm still a Gorgon. Just because I am walking around on two legs hasn't changed me."

"My wings are hidden but I don't feel any less of a Sylph." Galenee said.

"But both of you have been through changes like this before. I have never been through..." He said then cut off by Mace.

"You are the Guardian of Earth. Did you feel any different when that happened?"

"No, I guess..." He answered and she cut him off again.

"This wouldn't be any different than that." She said.

"Estephan calm down. You're letting your mind call up meaningless fears about what you are." Galenee said. "You are already a titan. It is just like going through puberty. Not exactly but it sorta fits your situation."


"She's right. You are a titan. Emerging just means others will see it and have to behave accordingly. Not that you are going to change or transform into some weird thing."

"And what about powers? I was worried about what your gifts would do if I couldn't handle them." Estephan said. "I don't want to louse myself to abilities I can't control, be corrupted by them somehow."

"I don't think you give yourself enough credit." Galenee said.

"You are a strong person and kinda fearless." Mace said.

"Why would you two say that?" 

"Mace is a Gorgon. You have not only looked her in the eye but you have made her toes curl in pleasure." Galenee said. "Really forced me out of my shell with your 'even noble needs a good hold her down fucking'. You tamed Yerni, purified Shesin and have never once demanded anything of any of us."

"You aren't holding anything against me... for what I am or that I was used against you. You even rescued Shesin from Styx. You're not a bad person... human or titan notwithstanding; you are good and show wisdom in your thinking. This isn't going to go away because you're a titan." Mace said.

He sat there thinking about all that he had been through over the past week. He had been show the higher realm, given gifts of mythical beings and still had to question things that would affect others before making a decision. He cared about all of them and the sex was amazing. He's gifts hadn't changed him, enhanced his natural talents. Grabbing the vinegar bottle from across the room was kinda fucking cool. He had almost forgotten he had done it. 

"If you think about it you have been very reluctant to use your gifts." Mace said.

"I don't want to rely on them. Or slip up using them in front of someone that didn't need to know about them." He said looking at Cindy and Sara on the end couch asleep.

"Good morning titan." Clotho said stepping out of the kitchen wall.

"What are you talking about? The time of my birth isn't for three hours yet." Estephan said.

"Truly? Your left arm seems to think otherwise." Clotho said.

He looked at his arm as did Galenee and Mace. There was a tattoo of an ink-gun that mirrored the one on his right arm. It read TITAN instead of Legacy. She walked past the trolls and put a pot of water on the stove for tea. He looked at her questioningly. He felt no different.

"Wow, that's kinda hot." Mace said.

"So what is his mantle?" Galenee asked.

"Fellowship and Community." Clotho said rolling up on her tippy-toes to reach the tea.

"Fellowship and Community? What the hell in that supposed to mean?" Mesaduce asked harshly.

"In other words, Relationships?" He asked.

"Yes Guardian." Clotho answered.

"So he's a cupid? Only bigger?" Mace asked.

"Hardly, I thought he was going to be hard to explain it to." Clotho said. "All of his actions have shone his nature."

"I think beyond myself in what I do?" He admitted.

"How is that?" Galenee asked.

"You two have already told him and don't see it?" She asked as she looked for a clean mug for tea. "Look around this room, what do you see?"

"All of our friends and comrades." Galenee said.

"My community, my relationships." Estephan said.

"And individuals that are going to be a good influence on the mortal realm, the larger community." Mace said in understanding.

"Because you sought wisdom and weren't quick to make decisions a greater mantle was yours to claim. With it you will be able to feel the flow of relationships of two people or groups. This will be imparted to you as you need it, similar to how you found knowledge of them." She said pointing at the two ex-trolls reading at the table.

"That was scary." Galenee said.

"And it will continue to be." Clotho said as she poured water over the tea bag in her mug.

"So are you going to tell me what is going on now or am I going to steal your tea?" Estephan said half joking.

"Yes Guardian. I will start from the beginning." She said.

"Could someone get me a coffee and see what we have left for making breakfast?" He asked.

"100 years ago the Muses left the higher realms. We knew then that the realms were going to suffer great changes. We had no way of seeing what they were to be. All of them asked to be banished to the mortal realm. We were afraid to argue with them so did as they asked. Ten years past and they still kept us informed of the changes in the mortal realm. Then it stopped. Only one of them sent word to us three years later with instructions on how to send and keep the doors to the mortal realm from closing forever."

"The muses asked to be left here?" Mesaduce asked.

"Yes. They saw the fading of the higher realm before even we did. It is my opinion that a few of the muses have been talking with Styx from time to time. Styx has never been one to see eye to eye with the Fates or the Pantheon of the higher realm. Until you Estephan, the only way the higher realm would survive would be for the three of us to die." She said sipping her tea.

"I hold the door open, taking that burden from the three of you don't I?"

"In basic terms yes. We couldn't break the laws of the higher realm and hold ties to the mortal realm. Now we are free of that restriction, and you have the power to break the curses of the old law. Like with them." She said nodding towards the men in the kitchen. "You are a good person and wouldn't let others suffer that have done nothing to deserve it. Yes we lied to you. Atropos drew the short straw and played the heavy, where Lachesis played the part of villain. None of us wish to die thou if it would save many of the higher realm we would. You are not being hunted Lachesis is just good at what she does." 

"If you had told this to me yesterday..." Estephan said.

"You would have told us to go fuck ourselves." She finished his statement.

"I ... you're probably right." He said.

"I understand, as a Fate doing things like this is second nature. You can see the larger scope of the test now, and why it had to be. We yield to only to a true guardian with a heart and wisdom to be fair with the realms, higher and mortal. We cannot do anything here, you can. You will stand up to us and tell us when we are not seeing clearly or that we aren't seeing at all. If we wanted just some glorified door man, what does that say about us?" Clotho asked.

"So all of you did this? There wasn't any infighting?" Estephan asked.

"Yes we all knew. We also know that for you to be a guardian and help the higher realm you must find the Muses. It is the plan that they put to us all those years ago. You are free of our law as you wanted. We offer our apologies to you for the manner in which the test had to be given. We can't however say the same for Styx or the succubus that defiled your parlor. Those were not our doing, nor was the request of bonding by the Angelic. Is there anything else that I can answer for you?" Clotho asked.

"From this point forward anything I ask of you will be truth as you know it?" Estephan asked.

"Yes, if we were to lie to you, you would know it as a lie. I think your tattoos suck by the way." She said.

"You're lying, you love them." He said with a grin, feeling the lie and hearing the truth she concealed with it. 

"Yes I do, and when the time comes I hope you will be as artistic imparting one to me and my sisters."

Everyone sat watching the both of them intently. Estephan nodded to himself more than her. He stood to cross the room. Shesin hadn't stirred but a single tear rolled down her cheek. He stopped looking at her as she opened her eyes. She smiled and stretched. Yerni batted Shesin's wing away as it brushed the side of her face. He giggled but kept moving. He stopped in front of the coffee table and its pile of papers.

"So there is a deed to a large house here as well as the purchase agreement for the strip mall?" He asked. 

"Yes Guardian, All the utilities for both properties are being credited hundreds for the keeping the home as historically accurate as possible." Eirene said.

"Historically...? What fucking house did you all rope me into?" He asked.

"The Courthouse, down on Main and First in the Historic Center. Two miles from the parlor, it has twelve foot ceilings and plenty of space. It has an open atrium that could be open to the public, would make it a lot easier to meet with others of our kind so they aren't flooding the parlor. Give it a look before you tell us we need to rethink it." Thalia said.

"We have this covered. We'll go over tomorrow and give it a walk thru. If after that you still can't see the benefits of having it we will find something else." Eirene said.

"If it does work for you can we bring our sisters over Guardian?" Thalia asked.

"Yes... Please!!" Eirene said batting her eyes.

"Do we have to wait till tomorrow?" Estephan asked.

"I can call the Realtor and ask." Eirene said crossing to the phone.

"Did I hear that right, you're getting the old courthouse on Main?" Ishara asked rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Welcome back to the land of the living. Yeah you heard it right, I guess." Estephan said.

"You going to live in it?" She asked.

"I told them to show me something yesterday. Guess I should have been a little clearer in what I meant." He said.

"You were serious about wanting to leave police work? We have a place and job sorta set aside for you if you want it." Thalia said stepping closer to Ishara and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"A place and job? Did you have anything to do with this?" She accused Estephan.

"First time I am hearing about it. Maybe you should get some coffee and sit down with me while they explain it to everyone else. When we're all awake." He said.

His frig was ransacked. He would likely be hitting the grocery on the way back. The Realtor had been eager to some them the Courthouse. Even offered to meet them at his apartment so he could unlock the underground parking area when they got there. Estephan still wasn't sure about living in an old public building. When they got to the place Eirene and Thalia were about jumping out of the care like children at the playground.`

"Mr. Prizton, I am Leon Stilton City Resource Manager." The tall gray haired said.

"Mr. Stilton my associates said we were meeting a realtor." He said.

"When it comes to city buildings I am the realtor. They told you about the cities restrictions for the building?" He asked.

"Some, but I have a few questions. Public vestibule?"

"Yes the lobby would be accessible, with restrooms and pay phones usable by the citizenry. As there are none in the city park across the street none were put in the park when it was founded because the courthouse was right here. Utilities would be credited for the usage."

"Zoning of the build would be flexible?" Estephan asked.

"Yes, to a point. Any commercial zoning would have to be in areas that have direct public access." He said. "Anything directly off of the lobby would be commercially zoned."

"And renting of loft apartment space? Would that fall under those restrictions?" He asked.

"No, Management of that would be on site, if it is off site a business license for the renting would need to be filed." Stilton said.

"We would be on site." Thalia said.

"That would cover the renting of office space in the lobby as well, correct?" Eirene asked.

"Yes, if it is managed on site, no problem." He answered.

"So 30,000 and signed maintenance agreement we're good to go?" Estephan asked.

"If the city council agrees to the sale." Stilton said. 

"We have a sound proposal for the buildings use as well as clients ready to lend to the remodel of the buildings infrastructure." Thalia said. "All of them understand the historic nature of the buildings fascia. In fact most are more willing to join because of it."

Estephan was bewildered. These two had BSed their way into this. Now even he was having a hard time thinking this was a believable story. They had people lined up? Since when? Breakfast? He walked through the block long three/four story building. A third of the building was gutted by the previous developer. Walking out the front doors put him on the curb. He turned and looked at the building. With the columns it looked somewhat Greek in construction. Marble statues stood in the eves of the builds corners facing Main. One looked very much like Nikita the other was Lady Justice.

"When will this go to a vote in the city council?" Estephan asked.

"If I file first thing tomorrow, it will be the last item on this month's docket Thursday this week."

"File it; we will have our prospectus and development model ready. As well as check book." Estephan said. 

"Splendid. Is there anything else about the building you wanted to see? Any other questions?" Stilton asked.

"I'm sure we will be given all the inspection reports before finalization." Thalia said.

Stilton turned white with fear. Eirene stepped to his side. "You going to be alright? Are you ill?" She asked.

"The reports are available." He said flatly.

"And what are they going to tell us that has you so uneasy Mr. Stilton?" Estephan asked.

"The building is sinking and won't hold an updated heating-cooling system without a full reworking of the superstructure." He admitted. "The last developer backed out taking the lose because barring a miracle, it will take 750,000 dollars to keep it from caving in." 

"Well good thing we are in the miracle business then, right?" Eirene said nodding to Thalia.

"Sure does." Thalia said smiling at Stilton and Estephan.

"Knowing this you are still willing to go through with the purchase?" Stilton asked.

"A reassessment of the selling price and a few concisions might be needed but none that would be beyond reason for the city council to handle." Thalia said.

"You already knew about the structure reports." Stilton accused.

"Yes we did. We were hoping it would be disclosed by you during the walk through. As it wasn't, we are going to do this our way from here on out. Anything else you care to know Leon?" Estephan asked.

He didn't answer. Estephan walked down the block towards the SUV. Thalia talked to him about how to contact her with the council meeting times. Eirene scooted to keep pace with him.

"You like the building?" She asked him.

"It's caving in on itself?" He asked.

"Nothing we can't fix." She replied with a smile.

"Right." He said and opened the door of the SUV. "Fixing it isn't the part that worries me, it is the explaining how that has me worried."

"Easy, we fix it before you have your own inspectors go in. Making the first report look bogus." She said.

"And since that contracts are already signed... sneaky." He said.

"Let's head back to the apartment and lay out the rest of the plan for you and the others." Eirene said.

Once Thalia got back in they headed back to the apartment. He drove past the Parlor just to check on it. Janet's car was in the parking lot. He pulled in. The three of them walked into the florist. Janet and a tall brown haired gentleman greeted him with big smiles on their faces.

"Greetings Guardian." The man said.

"Janet?" Estephan asked pointing at the guy.

"He's Crystalia!" Janet said bouncing up and down.

"Really? A domain gives you a people form?" Estephan asked.

"Yes it does. Do we have ownership of the whole mall?" He asked.

"We will at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. The sale must be filed for the new deeding to be made. Janet if you would sign a few things for us." Thalia said.

"Ok, what as I signing?" Janet asked.

"A partnership in Mythic Holdings Consolidated and an investment contract." Eirene said.

"What?" She asked.

"You are giving your name to the Holding Company board and taking ownership of your shop. The rest will give you a profit share of about $9,000 a quarter and a shop front in the company office building." Thalia said. "Not too bad for signing your name five times right?"

"Don't ask me how they are planning on doing it. I signed them after breakfast. Your name would be right under mine, partner." He said holding his hand out to her.

"Ok." She said shaking his hand. "You going to have a company tattoo?"

Everyone laughed. He looked at Crystalia. He did not look like he thought he would. He was the sage plant he talked to thou. All of the wisdom and knowledge with the ability to walk down to talk to him. Crystalia didn't much care to stand in the same room as himself but that was understandable. Who wants to hear everything in echo all the time?

"You don't look like I thought you would." He finally said to Crystalia.

"I don't look the way I thought I would." Crystalia said.

"What does that mean?"

"I look the way Janet pictures me. Part of my bond to her. She was a bit unnerved by me when she came in this morning as well. I look like the guy she lost her virginity to." He said.

"Is there any reason for that?" Estephan asked as the ladies went into Janet's office looking for a pen that worked.

"Not that I know. We are working out how we reflect in each other. She said she turned greenish in her shower this morning and came running in here still looking that way. As I acclimate to being here I should get more control over that. We will be careful not to let anyone see." He said.

"I know that you will. Thank you for being up front about it. The city guy was a weasel, not being up front with the building they want us to move in to. Not that I am untrusting of their ability to take care of it. Just still getting my head wrapped around the whole thing. See this." He said pointing at the new Titan tattoo on his left arm.

"The mark of you mantle right? What is your devotion?"

"Fellowship and Community." Estephan said.

"And you're the Guardian. Wow. That is a potent mantle to wield."




Inkwell Ch. 08



"If you have time perhaps you can talk with me tomorrow about how this mantle bestow its powers. I can feel something but it isn't like the telekinesis. I don't understand how to wield it." 

"Your power is wielded thru others, not by your own hand." Crystalia said.

"So I can't do anything without knowing it because I have to give it to someone else to get it to work."

"Something like that, you will get a handle on it. We can talk more about it tomorrow." Crystalia said.

"Yeah Mr. Birthday, time to get you back to your party." Eirene said.

"Talk to you more about it in the morning, I'll come down with Ducici ok?" Thalia asked Janet.

"That would be awesome." Janet said.

"So all the paperwork is good?" Estephan asked.

"Yup. We go." Eirene said.

"Happy Bithday! See everyone tomorrow." Janet said giving Estephan a kiss and groping him dirtily.

"Woo-hoo get him going for us." Thalia said.

"Way to go girlie, want us to wait outside while you give him a little more?" Thalia said.

"Not today, maybe you can save a little of him for me tomorrow." Janet said.

"Alright I am standing right here." Estephan said.

"In more ways the one." Janet said groping his half hard cock thru his pants.

"We better get him back the party then." Thalia said.

They Got back in the SUV Giving Janet and Crystalia a wave goodbye. The rest of the drive back to the apartment was distracting. Thalia whispered in his ear how much fun having their own places to entertain him in was going to be. Eirene described explicitly what her and her sisters would do to him when they got him into their room. He was getting so horny he almost pulled over and jumped them both in the back of the SUV.

They made it back to the apartment. The two of them jumped out and bolted for the door before he had a chance to get his seatbelt off. He darted inside only to find a succubus restrained on his living room floor. Clotho still sat sipping tea, watched everyone else with a half amused expression. Nikita looked rattled and Shesin expression looked on the verge of tears.

"What's going on?" He asked.

Four of them started talking all at once. He held up his hand. Looking around the room at the disarray it was clear this succubus had come in swinging. The kitchen table had been folded in half, its legs pointing outward in four different directions. Two large impact marked marred the wall of the small hallway. Both the bathroom and bedroom doors stood at the end of the hall no longer on their hinges.

"Nikita are you alright?" He asked.

She nodded. "She is one of my sisters, the other three are missing and was told you did it." Shesin said.

"I did it... By whom?" He asked looking down at the restrained female.

"Leto said the guardian was collecting a harem to pass the time with. If I had any need of proof I should visit my sisters cave." She hissed. "It reeked of your human stench."

"Clotho who is Leto? Why would they start shit?" He asked.

The succubus froze her head turning slowly to look at the Fate sipping her tea.

"She was deposed by what you call the Olympian Gods. Her and Selene were Titan. Even I am not sure what animosity she would hold to a Guardian of the Mortal realm, or Earth Titan. I will consult with my sisters and find an answer, if you do not find one from your guest. Thank you for the tea once again." Clotho said as she stood. Then with a polite bow faded from sight.

"Well that was less than helpful, what is your name?" He asked.

Shesin opened her mouth only to be stared down by Estephan.

"I am the Guardian and ask your name succubus." He said formally.

"I am Vadem, of the 5 sisters clan." She said.

"She is my youngest sibling, and the most hot tempered." Shesin said.

"I can see that." Estephan said looking around the room.

"We have calmed her some but she hasn't returned to herself yet." Yerni said.

"Blood-rage. Nothing we are unfamiliar with." Lyrusi said.

He looked around the room. "Where are Joxifa and the troll guys?"

"Hunting the Hobb...dark Gnome." Lyrusi said.

"Your right we need a bigger building with all the bells and whistles. I don't... shit" He said running his hand thru his hair.

He dropped into the chair Clotho had been sitting in. Things were coming at his fast, even if they weren't from the Fates. He still felt that he was sitting in some ones sights. Clotho admitted the Fates had done much to test him. He understood that. Styx trying to fuck her way into the world by raping him was not their doing. Vadem sitting here on his floor was not their doing.

"Shesin what do you want to do?" He asked.

"You give her choose?" Vadem snapped at him.

"I don't know? I have never thought about family this way before." Shesin said.

"Eat him and be free." Vadem hissed.

"Look Shesin, you are here because of Styx. If you wish to look for your sisters I will let you. If it means releasing you I will, thou I would miss you." He said.

"Don't release me! I don't want to go back to the way I was." She said in panic.

"Then you're going to need help. Yerni, you're a hunter right?" He asked. "Galenee you are as well? Would the two of you assist Shesin in finding her sisters?"

"I will assist Shesin." Galenee said with a understanding smile.

"Of course we are going to help. What kind of friends would we be if we didn't?" Yerni said brightly. "We are going to get some lovin afterward right?"

Everyone laughed. Vadem cringed hearing it looking at her sister with fearful confusion. Her sister had laughed, showing feeling for others in the room. The scent of her was alluring even to her. Yet all of these others were held in sway by the human guardian. He was nothing to look at. Her eyes widened as she studied him a little closer. He was a Titan and powerful. It excited her she wanted to have him.

Vadem skittered across the floor and climbed in to Estephan's lap. She looked into his eyes baring the flames of lust in hers. He met her gaze with little reaction. She could smell his arousal but his penis was not responding to her. She purred and he just tilted his head to look past her. Hands grabbed her arms and pulled her back to the floor.

"What are you doing?" Shesin hissed in her ear.

"Joining your clan. Let him have me." She snarled back.

"It isn't that simple Vadem. He could hurt you right now and we all know it." Nikita said in her other ear.

"Don't misunderstand, he would happily let you stay with me. Just not today." Shesin said looking at him questioningly. He nodded.

"Tony... time for you to get marked." He said standing. "Shesin, the others are with you when you are ready to look for your other sisters. Vadem it was nice to see you, please be polite and do as your sister asks, we will see each other again."

"Marked?" Anthony asked.

"Yes, to hold Ducici to you as the two of you talked about or did you forget?" Estephan said.

"So we're going to the parlor?" He asked.

"No, we are going out to sit under her tree. So when to bond is made the two of you are as close as possible." Estephan said opening the coat closet behind the front door. "I want my first day as a titan to be for everyone. It is my birthday and all but if it is going to be Titan day I want to be one I can look back on proudly."

"Still amazing us Guardian." Clotho said as she picked up her tea cup again. 

"What did you find lady Fate?" Estephan asked as he pulled a ink-gun case from the closet.

"Leto is ... jealous? She wants her descendent to be the guardian. It would seem she has also been in contact with a few of the muses recently." Clotho said.

"Why am I not surprised? Styx told her about the imp thing and that she missed her chance to get me. Leto is late to the game and is trying to make up for lost time." He mumbled.

"Did you even need to ask me?" Clotho asked eyebrows raised.

"Yes I did. You are right about only getting it when I need to know. Eirene, Thalia... Your sisters are invited to the mortal realm to assist you in putting to rights a meeting place for the realms. I feel that you two should handle these invitations together and as quickly as you can. AM I clear?"

"You want us to go now?" Eirene asked.

"You are very clear guardian." Thalia said grabbing Eirene's arm and pulling her into the kitchen wall with her. 

"Nikita I have a favor to ask of you and you can refuse if you wish." He said.

"What would you like me to do?" She asked.

"I would like a meeting with your mother. Would you be willing to bring her to a meeting? Then escort her back once it is over? I will have the guys help you, when they get back with Joxifa, who I would ask to help you as well." He said.

"I will help her with that." Mace said stepping to Nikita's side.

"That is most kind of you Mesaduce." He said as he started putting an ink-gun together out of his spare parts bag.

"So I am going to be the only one here with you?" Lyrusi asked.

"What Grainger and Ishara are chopped liver?" He asked.

"They left right after you did." Nikita said. "Cindy and Sara as well."

"The guys stay here with you, we will deal with Styx." Mace said.

"When did you want this meeting?" Nikita asked. 

"Tonight at sun down? Is that to soon?" He said.

"What are you thinking Guardian?" Clotho asked.

"That I am going to need some way of watching the back door." He said putting the final clip into the gun body.

Joxifa came through the door with the guys. She looked disgusted and the guys looked winded. They were empty handed so it must have gotten away from them. She started in on how many times she almost had it and how much she hated the little things shadow jumping. Yerni nodded about the last bit. Estephan let her vent.

"If you want something easier to do... you can help Nikita and Mace hog tie her mother." He said.

"Right you want a side order of Nemeses with that?" Joxifa snorted.

"I'm not kidding." Estephan said sternly.

"You're not? Why would you want to do such a thing?" She asked fearfully.

"I have reason and need. I am the Guardian and would like a word with her. Will you help?" He asked setting the last screw in the completed ink-gun.

Joxifa nodded and walked to Nikita's side. Mace stepped close to the other side and they walk faded away. He was still feeling over whelmed by his guardianship. He had hoped that becoming a titan it might feel easier to be in the lead role. He stepped it up when the Imps were around. Put on the 'jerk' face swatting asses and taking names.

Now was not that kind of time. He was a titan, spokesperson for the earth. Even being a titan felt small in relation to that. Like being the one human to welcome aliens to the planet. He grabbed a power pack and cord. He kept his cool about his fears for the moment. He had something else to focus on.

The lovely Ducici and Anthony. He had better take care of her. He walked intot he bed room and pulled an ink set with needles out of his bedroom closet. He realized he had to much of this stuff scattered around his apartment. 

"You two ready? Shall we head outside and get the two of you wed?" He said.

"It sounds so romantic when you say it that way." Ducici cooed.

"Is it going to hurt?" Tony asked.

"You not going to go thru with it if I say yes?" Estephan asked.

"I just never had a tattoo before." Tony said shakily. 

"Well the only way to know what it really feels like is to get one." Estephan said.

"Don't you want me?" Ducici asked.

"Yes, I want you to be with me always." Tony replied.

"Then let's get this underway shall we?" Estephan said.

The four of them walked out the back and sat down under Ducici's tree. Lyrusi sat by Estephan's side holding the tray of inks and towels. Tony sat facing Ducici meeting her eyes and holding her hands in his. The first sting of the needle made him jump but Ducici held his hands and gritted her teeth with him. It took about twenty minutes start to finish. He never flinched a second time.

"Not so bad right?" Estephan asked.

"That first hit was the scariest. It wasn't super painful just unnerving. I didn't think those guns were that loud." Tony said. 

"Usually there not. You have to keep in mind I put this one together out of spare parts in the apartment. Or were you not paying attention?" Estephan said.

"How can you just wipe one together like that?" He asked.

"Almost a decade of breaking and fixing them. You pick up a lot when you don't have the money to buy new guns every three months or so. I have a couple of the pawn shops keeping an eye out for me. They give me a ring now and then to come price equipment for them."

"So you buy used stuff?" Tony said.

"Yes. Calm down, I don't reuse needles. Those are new every time. Didn't I show you the needle smelter in the parlor? You did want to know where I was getting the ingots from." 

"You did, I just kinda forgot with all the other stuff going on." Tony admitted.

"You think you got it ruff. Try thinking about it from my point of view." He said pulling the guns leads from the power supply. "Thank you Lyrusi, you were the best assistant a think I have ever had." 

"You're so sweet." Lyrusi said.

"It looks like rain let's get back inside. You need to keep that thing clean and dry for twenty for hours." Estephan said to Tony. "Keep this stuff on it, just me it helps." Handing him a tube of triple antibiotic. 

"Right." Tony said.

"I'll make sure he's taken care of." Ducici said.

"I know you will. I am going to miss your breakfasts. How did you make the toast without burning it? I have never gotten that toaster to work right." Estephan asked.

"Toaster?" Ducici asked. Lyrusi giggled.

"You didn't use the toaster?" He asked.

"I recooked the bread over the flame on the stove." She said. "Was there another way of doing it?"

Tony and Lyrusi started laughing loudly at the expression on Estephan's face. He looked like she had just told him she flew to toast land to deliver it to his breakfast plate. Ducici smiled and joined in the laughter. A roll of thunder shook the windows as the rain started. It pelted the windows loudly. Estephan looked out the window to see how bad it could get.

In the middle of the drive in front the apartment the rain wasn't hitting the ground. He stepped back from the window looking at Profene. The ex-troll was standing guard at the door. He had already seen it and was taking position. Crossin had gathered some of the sharper pieces of the broken kitchen table. He too was taking a position towards the front door.

He looked out the window and the not getting rained on area was closer to the door than when he had first noticed it. The guys hunkered down ready to strike. When the knock on the door came it confused them. There was no banging or breaking in. just a knock. The second knock was Justas gentle as the first.

"Lord Inkwell?" A deep voice asked.

"You sure this is the right one?" A second deep voice asked.

"This is the right one. Maybe he is at other place." The first voice said.

Estephan moved to the door. Both of the guys tried to wave him off. He wasn't about to have these whatevers walking thru town in the rain. Who knows what they could hurt, even by accident. He opened the door braced for the worst. He was confused and pleasantly surprised to find a pair of Cyclops standing under a blanket of some sort. The male was clean and carried the female.

"Our apologies lord. We seem to have fallen to the mortal realm. We mean no trespass. I am Lodrin and this is my wife Jotlef. We had an audience with Lady Styx but never made it to the river." Lodrin said clearly.

"You did not intend to enter the mortal realm?" Estephan asked.

"No lord, we only want to mate and the Fates have deemed this will not be allowed. We were going to see Styx and ask her council." Jotlef said.

"This is the mortal realm, can you decrees your size?" Estephan asked as the guys relaxed.

"We would if we could lord. The rain prevents it. We are children of the water nymphs." Jotlef said.

Lyrusi darted to his side. "It is you!" She exclaimed.

"Nootinia Lyinrusilladra?" Lodrin asked.

"What did he just say?" Estephan asked her.

"Yes it's me. He asked me if I was Aunt Lyrusi. I will walk them around back and come in to get them something to eat. Is that alright, I will speak for their behavior Estephan." Lyrusi begged.

"Um... Tell them not to hurt the tree. They can stay for a little while." He said.

She kissed him and darted out into the rain to take them around to the back of his apartment. He closed the door shaking his head. A pair of Cyclops that wanted to have a baby? His head was starting to ach again. He was feeling somewhat giddy. He wanted to run in the rain and scream ot the sky about his lot as a titan. 

"You keep that up and your head is going to explode my boy." His father voice said from the living room.

"Yeah it feels like it." He said waving Profene and Crossin back.

"I wish I could say I knew what you feel like but I can't. I can however be a kind ear and voice with a second opinion if you need one." His father said.

"I could use one." He said.

"Well get yourself a drink and we'll sit down on the couch and talk it out." He said and walked over and sat down.

"Yeah." Estephan said walking into the kitchen and grabbing a soda from the frig.

"So what's got you so rattled." His father asked.

"To be honest, how fast things are moving. The moment I have my barring's something else changes the momentum of the situation. Like those two." He said gesturing at the back window of the apartment.

"I am here to help if I can. The Fates are not as callus as they seem. Even they are flustered with how much is rolling down on you all at once. They worry because they haven't been able to see it to warn you. At the very least give you help that would not make you feel that they are trying to control your decisions. I volunteered to come and be your sounding board for a while. Only those of the higher realm will be able to see and hear me." He said.

"I could use someone to bounce ideas off of that won't feel picked on or left out." Estephan said. "This sounds like a good idea. Guess I will hold judgment about the Fates for a while longer."

"So let's clean the sled and get the cups lined up." His father said.

He smiled at the tattoo reference, cleaning the sled... dumping a mixed up set of ink cups and getting new ones to start fresh with. He was feeling a need to toss everything on the table and put it back in order. He took along swig of soda and set it aside.

"First... All of the ladies are so beautiful. Somewhere it feels like I am doing something wrong with how much I do with them. It seems that sex has turned into part of the job and lost some of its intimacy. Next is the role as guardian and how being a titan seems to be hypocritical. Then there is the need for things that the ladies can get for us that I don't feel that I have earned. That one I know I am going to have to put in check just to keep the mortal realm from feeling the fallout of the higher realms less respectful denizens. And lastly... When am I going to get a chance to take time to do what I am meant to do. Other then play the role of traffic cop to the higher realm."

"Wow. Um... I think I can help with none of that." His dad said with a goofy look on his face.

Estephan got it and started laughing at the total lack of seriousness his dad put forth. His father laughed with him for a few minutes. Estephan took a sip of soda and looked back over at his father.

"If you could, would you let someone else take your place?" His father asked.

"No." Estephan said and got cut off by his father before he could add anything else.

"Good so deal with it?" His father said harshly.

"But..." He started.

"No buts, you want the job stress and all. I get it. You want a little of the easy stuff but you don't know when you're going to get any, right? This is me you're talking to so think about it before you try lying to yourself."




Inkwell Ch. 08



Estephan glared at his father. He wanted to tell the man to fuck off. Deep down he knew he was right. It didn't matter how much stress there was, just that there was an end to it that could be reached. Like last week in the shop. All the craziness and customers, he dealt with it knowing that this weekend was going to be pleasurable and relaxing. He was being robbed of that and it was pissing him off. So he was finding fault with the guardianship because it was messing with his perceived reward for getting the real world job handled.

"And the feeling that you haven't earned what the ladies can give you? What a dumbass!"

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Estephan asked.

"They aren't giving you shit, asshole. They are providing the company benefits that come with being the Guardian of Earth. So before you get all indigent, think about how you are making them feel by refusing." He said.

"I... how I am making them feel?" Estephan asked.

"Yes, powerful women that only want to make your job less stressful and easier to handle being told you don't want them to help you. Just sit there and look sexy let the 'man' handle it." His father said.

"I think I am getting over that fairly well." Estephan said.

"Yes well let them know that. Don't just toss your hands up when you are done playing at it and saying 'show me something'. How crass does that sound? If one of your customers came in and said something like that what would you do?"

"Kick them to the curb and not give them a refund." He admitted.

"See you are not alone in this. I was guardian for a while. Yes I know it takes time to adjust to it but you don't have the luxury of a long internship. The Fates can't change it any more than I can. So the honeymoon is over before it begins. Plan for one later. Just don't put dates on it." His father said.

"You make it sound so easy." Estephan said.

"Well it could be, just stop thinking it's all on you. Earning it. How self-centered." His father said.

"I think I would have been more comfortable if someone had told me that position came with perks." 

"You weren't told? I'm dogging on you and you were never told?" He asked.

"No, never told. Like I said things have been going so fast I think lots of things got skipped or overlooked." Estephan said. "Eirene and Thalia came to the party late and other issues like Styx kept cropping up. I have hardly had time to adjust to one thing and three more seem to be getting handed to me."

"You don't need a talking to you need a explaining to." His father said.

"That might be helpful. Could you before everything else starts rolling back in?"

"I can try. So here's how it goes. As a Guardian you are given a place where meetings take place. It can be something you already have or someplace acquired. Those of the higher realm will maintain this place so the guardian is free to focus on the larger matters of the position. Second the position holds final say on all matters the higher realm proposes for the mortal realm. You can tell them what they are allowed to ask for but they are not able to effect the mortal realm without informing you." He said.

"But they are." Estephan said.

"What?" He asked.

"Yes higher realm beings are affecting the world without permission. A troll or other larger being wrecked Kevin's car with him in it. Plus I know for a fact Ishara is a half-blood Muse and has a Demon as a protector. These things were done without my knowledge. Plus the trashing of the parlor by Shesin's sister. And l the latest is the Cyclops couple out back. The higher realm is just pouring intot he mortal realm from all over the place."

"Hell I'd be pulling my hair out to." His father said.

"Here has to be someone else giving passage from the higher realm. I am going to look Styx in the eye and ask her. If she lies I'll know it. If she tells the truth and it doesn't fit the facts then we have a problem on our hands that I may not know how to deal with." Estephan admitted.

His father sat looking at his son proudly thou with concern in his eyes. Estephan had laid all of his thoughts and concerns on the table. Not knowing what being a guardian granted him had been addressed and other conversations could be had to answer any outstanding questions. Even his father was at a loss to explain the rest of the chaos. And there was still a question about who or what had assaulted Kevin. Or why?

Other conversation was halted as the wall shimmered and Nikita stepped thru . Styx followed with Mace and Joxifa flanking her. She looked very little the way she had when trying to rape him. She was a darker almost Victorian beautiful. Long flowing hair and black wings most stunning on her otherwise porcelain hauntingly delicate features.

"Lord Inkwell, Lady Styx has arrived by your invitation." Nikita said formally.

"Thank you for seeing me Lady Styx. I have a few questions if you would be so kind." He said with a bow.

"You ask me here to question me? You are not going to demand restitution?" Styx asked.

"I may, but I am not a vengeful person. Perhaps if you answer my questions and see the reason for my concerns such a demand will not be required." Estephan said. Nikita visibly relaxed.

"Ask your questions." Styx snapped. Clearly feeling uncomfortable having to do so.

"How many of the Muses have come to you?" Estephan asked.

Her eyes went wide as did his fathers and Nikita's. Mesaduce tried to hold back a smirk unsuccessfully. He stood and walked to stand in front of the greater titan of the high realm. He met her gaze calmly and with what he hoped respect. She was thousands of years and a powerful being in her own right. She allowed that power to be bound in just stepping foot here.

"I don't accuse you of wrong doing. I only wish to be enlightened before I talk to them." He said.

"I have spoken to all but two of them over the years. As well as let things pass to them from the higher realm." She said.

"Have any of the ones that have spoken to you not done as they said they would?" He asked. 

"How do you mean?" She said looking at him strangely.

"Missed a meeting they said they would have with you. Turned down what the asked you to pass to them at the last minute. Things out of character that gave you pause." Estephan asked.

His father looked at him questioningly. Estephan was asking about the muses, he could have just as easily asked the Fates. Why risk a confrontation with Styx. Nikita stood between the two but did not interfere.

"Once, the Muse Erato asked me for an angel, then changed her mind and asked for a demon. In all other things they have been true to their nature and character." She said.

"Who called the Fury?" He asked.

"When? There have been many calls of Fury's over the years."

"Tisiphone, and it would be most recently." Estephan asked. His father starting to see the dance to Estephan's questions.

"I heard no such call. And I have asked her many times how she got to the mortal realm. She claims that she answered a call. I heard it not." Styx said double talking.

"You're lying. Lachesis made the call and you don't think I need to know that. Clotho told us that this morning. Just so we are clear I know when you are lying." Estephan said. "Who sent the troll after me that attacked my neighbor by mistake?"

"I did." She said truthfully.

"And them?" Pointing at Profene and Crossin.

"Lachesis sent them after I did it here."

"Are you going to continue to be adversarial with me or do you want to work together for the saving of the higher realm, or at the very least those of that realm?" Estephan asked angrily.

"You know about that?" She asked taking a step back.

"Yes, I know the realm is fading. Will you help or will you hinder?" He asked again.

"I will help, for as long as I can." She said mournfully.

"As long as you can? What is the concern in that?" Estephan asked.

"I fade faster than the realm." She said and the truth of her words scared him.

"That's why you tried getting me to mark you?" He asked.

"Yes, I have 25 maybe thirty years." Again said in truth.

"Why didn't you go to the Fates about this?" Estephan asked.

"I don't trust them, never have never will. We stand back to back... I don't trust them." Styx hissed and it too was the truth.

"Help me now and by my word as Guardian you will have a place in the mortal realm before you fade away." Estephan said.

"You would do this?" She asked astonished.

"Yes I would." He answered.

"The higher realm would have an untended portal to the mortal realm." His father said.

"Someone would just have to step up and help with that now won't she?" He said.

"Whom do you imply Guardian?" Styx asked.

"Nemeses. It would be her job wouldn't it?" He asked.

"Yes. It would." Styx said.

"Lady Styx thank you for meeting me and your assistance. I look forward to many friendly encounters. May our successes yield favor for us all." He said to her with a bow.

"Thank you Guardian, until next time. Nikita would you walk me back please?" Styx asked.

Estephan nodded. "Yes mother I will." She answered before the two of them faded into the wall and were gone.

'You're a bastard. I love it." Mesaduce said.

"Why would you say that?" He asked.

"Baiting her in like that. Balls of steel is what you got. And facing her after she tried raping you."

"Wasn't that hard really. She was doing the same to me, or didn't you notice?" He asked.

"Which part?" His father asked.

"Gauging my truth. She had a lot to lose coming here but came anyway. She was afraid of what I wanted from her with the weakened state she is in. She like any mother is afraid her daughter will not be there if her time comes and wants her safe if the realm does fall." Estephan said.

The front door flew open and his mother came storming in. She saw him and stepped right up in his face. Take his collar she pulled him eye to eye.

"You and I are going to have it out right now about this higher realm crap." She stated.

"Honey would you lighten up. He isn't me for fucks sake." Dad said from the couch.

His mother's eyes went wide in recognition and fear. She let him go as her hands started to tremble. She peeked around him like a child seeing a stranger. He stepped out of her line of sight. She went completely white and slumped to the floor.

"I thought only higher realm beings could see you?" Estephan asked.

"It's what they told me." His father said.

"I can see you." Anthony stated.

"O-boy this is going to be great." Estephan said. "Wait I'm not alone in this. You can explain it to her."

He walked over to the back door were Lyrusi was still talking with her nephew and his girlfriend? He wasn't sure what to make of that yet. He was about to say something to Lyrusi...

"Alright you shit head, she can see me but I can't pick her up." Dad barked at him.

He crossed back to his mother and lifted her into the arm chair. "Sorry." He said.

Joxifa tapped mace on the shoulder. Mace looked at her with a shrug. Both of the ex-trolls shook there heads. Estephan looked around at those in the room.

"What?" He asked to no one in particular. 

"So does this mean we are going to need to find a hotel?" Anthony asked.

Estephan turned to look at him and Ducici snuggled together on the loveseat. "No... I don't think so. What are you two grinning at?" He asked Jox and Mace.

"Nothing you won't be happy to have." Joxifa said with flirty sarcasm.

Before he got a chance to ask her what she meant Nikita stepped into his arms and kissed him passionately. She mewed and let her hands roam over him. She hugged him tightly whispering into his ear.

"Please take me." She breathed.

He thought he would come in his pants, she sounded so sexy. Before he could answer she wrapped her arms over his neck and started kissing him again. Something soft brushed the back of his hand and he felt a little light headed. She stepped back from him and spread her wings wide. All of her clothing was gone as she stood nude before him in stunning glory. A breeze caught his hair.

She reached out to him. He looked around. He no longer stood in his living room. He was on a cliff overlooking what seemed to be a Greek country side. She gave him a timid smile and reached for him again. He took he hand and stepped close to her taking her in his arms he kissed her with tender passion. She quivered in his arms. His left hand held her firmly to him at her lower back. His right hand supported her upper body caressing gently between her wings. 

She moaned into his kiss. He left her quivering lips and started to kiss the side of her neck. She sighed loudly as her wings drooped. She shuddered and gently urged him to stop. She stepped back from him to lift her wings and shack them out vigorously. Three feathers tumbled in the air gently gliding to the ground. She stepped quickly to catch the largest of these before it touched the ground. The others burst into wisps of sparkling iridescent dust.

She held the feather to him. "I give of myself." She said sweetly.

"I will cherish it and you always." He said caressing her hand as he accepted the feather.

She smiled shyly and stepped to the side. He looked past her to see her nest. She had brought him to her personal domain in the higher realm. He stepped to the nest and ran his hand along its rim. It was covered in silks and the golden straw beneath it had the sweet scent of Jasmine and Apple Blossom. He held the feather close and climbed in. It was easily as large as a king size bed. She rustled her wings and tucked them against her back then crawled into the nest with him.

"You have a lovely nest." He said.

"Never have I brought someone here. You are the first to every see it." She said.

"Thank you." He whispered and kissed her lips. "It is as lovely as you are." Kissing her again.

She quivered. She also gently pushed him down as she climbed over him. Straddling him she looked down at him starting to undo the buttons of his shirt. He kept his eyes on hers. He lifted himself to allow herto push his shirt off his shoulders. Raising her wings she lifted her leg to turn the other way. He watched as she straddled him again. His hands reached to caress the soft curves of her round bottom. 

As he did she pressed herself to him mewing as his shoes were pulled off and tossed out of the nest altogether. Looking over her shoulder to meet his eyes she wiggled her way backwards up his body. He tucked the feather she had given him behind his ear. As her tender parts got closer to him he darted forward to lightly run his tongue up her labia. She grabbed his thighs firmly as her back arched and wings fluttered.

"May I taste of you again lovely winged Nike?" He asked sensually.

"Please..." She breathed in reply.

He licked at her gently feeling her body jump and shiver as his tongue bathed her chalice of flesh. Her hands fumbled at his belt and zipper. Her focus was not or her hands as he erotically pushed her nervous yearning into waves of tantalizing pleasure. He felt even better in her true form. His eager devotion to her begging cunny as the warm wind caressed her quivering wings. Her mind sent the messages but her hands stopped listening.

He coaxed her clit from its hood and tickled it with the tip of his tongue. Her entire body shook as she say in pleasured release. Her call echoed along the cliff wall sounding something like an eagle's cry. It was not mournful in its tones but throaty and sensual. Her weight dropped onto his legs as she pulled herself away from his devilish tongue. She panted and gasped for breath. Looking back a spark of concern in her eyes washed quickly away as his tender touch caressed the backs of her thighs.

"Your call is beautiful. None would miss take it for another." He said.

"It has never felt this way. I feel so free and yet trapped by you." She said longingly.

"I wish you happiness and pleasure. I wouldn't cage you. Wings are meant to fly." He said.

"You would see me fly?" She asked.

"In joy, not in escape. Fly and let the clouds kiss your skin as the sun baths your open wings." He replied.

She smiled. "You might want to join me in my freedom when I return." She said as she tugged his pants.

He got the hint and smiled back. She cat crawled to the edge of the nest seductively caressed herself as she turned. He watched as she stood and rolled her shoulders to stretch her wings. She giggled as she took three bounding steps and dove from the ledge. He flinched and scurried to his feet. He sighed as he saw her bank to the left on open wings. She turned and dove towards the ground. 

He watched her, light flared at the tips of her wings as she picked up speed. Her dive leveled out then shot up sharply. She flapped her powerful wings three times rolling to face the cliff where he stood. The sunlight illuminated her glowing form allowing him to see her in unrivalled beauty. 

She turned and he heard her call again. A pair of falcons bank out of a nearby cloud to join her in her playful fight. They called to her, she slowed and beckoned them. Each swooped close and hovered for a moment to receive a caress from her outstretched hand. Then the three dove and banked in a playful game of chase. He thought he could hear her laugh and giggle as they darted along the billowing clouds.

The falcons screeched and darted away. One of the clouds started rolling as a hand of fog and mist reached out. Nikita screamed and banked hard to get away. She was not fast enough, it closed around her and dragged her from the sky. He could do nothing but watch as she faded into the folds of a large bank of clouds.

"NIKITA!!" He screamed from the cliff face. 

It echoed but there was no answer. He stood by her nest alone.



Inkwell Ch. 09



Just a quick note for the readers

I am not a tattoo artist any more than a Greek Mythologist. This is a work of fiction and any miss steps in the way things really work are because of these facts. None of the people in this piece are real; any reference to the real world is purely coincidental. Enjoy

Styx walked along the rivers surface. Her thoughts a raging sea compared to the glass sheet of water on which she walked. She had asked. After a millennium, her daughter had asked. She had faced this Guardian as a mortal and stood toe to toe with him as a titan. He had spoken with respect even after her transgressions. Nike had asked.

Her heart wanted to believe yet her mind sought only rebellion. She flared her wings high seeking wisdom in the reflection of the still waters. The waters however were not so still or granting in any wisdom. Something beyond her thoughts clouded the waters beneath her feet. A ripple raced the surface of the water. Her eyes turned to the figure at the water's edge.

"I have something for you ancient." It said.

"Who are you?" She demanded. "How do you come to be here?"

"All in time, for now here is your gift." He said cynically as he threw a drawl sting bag to her.

She stepped quickly to catch it lest it hit the waters and scatter her. Bag in hand she turned to confront the being that had thrown it only to find and empty shoreline. Her heart skipped a beat. Her daughters scent permeated the bag. She opened the bag with shaking hands. Her eyes welled with tears as they gazed into the bag of bloody feathers.

Her scream cut the still like an explosion. Geysers of water shot out of the still depths shattering the still and rendering Styx to a fluidic state. She melted into the river and was gone. The bag floating released its contents over the water's surface. A pair of dark eyes closed in the shadows of the Cypress knees just beyond the waters touch. They left one diamond tear behind glittering on the sandy shoreline.

Joxifa came up off the floor in with a scream of pain. The windows of the apartment were obliterated into shards of powder white sand. Profene and Crossin went ridged than dropped to the floor like puppets that had their strings cut. Ducici cringed and started to panic as blood trickled for Anthony's ears and nose.

"Ducici get help." Lyrusi choked before collapsing on the floor just inside the back door.

She didn't know what to do. Splashing foot falls approached the front of the apartment. Cindy looked thru the hole of an open window.

"What happened?" She cried as she tried to open the door.

"I don't know." Ducici cried. "Don't die." She whispered caressing Anthony's cheek before racing to the door to let Cindy in.

"What happened?" Cindy said dropping folders of papers onto the floor looking out the gaping windows as the rain blew in.

"Joxifa screamed." Ducici said. "It may have killed Tony?"

"Where is everybody else?" She asked looking around the room.

"Not here. Most went searching for Shesin's sisters. Estephan is with Nikita somewhere. They faded to the higher realm an hour ago." Ducici said.

"Oh jeeze their bleeding from their ears." Cindy said looking from Tony to Mrs. Prizton.

Ducici scooted to the kitchen. Lyrusi was an ugly shade of greenish brown. Not healthy at all. She looked out the back to see both of the Cyclopses curled in a fetal position. They were scaled is gray and looked like a set of boulders laying in the shade of her tree. She used her powers to mask them a little more. Then darted back inside.

"Cindy, Lyrusi told me to get help. I don't know where to get help from. I can't go to the higher realm. It would kill me." She said as panic started to rise in her again.

"Who else is still in the mortal realm? Are any of the others?" Cindy asked.

"I don't know. But... Crystalia! He would be able to help." Ducici said.

"We can't bring him here, and I don't think moving them is a good idea."

"We need someone else. Someone to watch them while we go see Crystalia." Cindy said.

"Is everyone alright in there?" Kevin called from outside the window.

"Get him." Ducici said.

Cindy nodded in agreement and bolted for the door. She opened it and grabbed his arm.

"What... the... Hey... "He stuttered as she dragged him into the apartment.

"No everyone isn't ok. No shut up and listen. We are going to get help. Don't call 911 or anyone else like that. Just make sure they stay safe." Cindy said pointing around the room.

"We will tell you the truth about it all. But we don't have time. Those two could be dying, and those two could be dead forever if we don't do right now. Kevin please you are a good person. Please trust us and watch over everyone." Ducici pleaded.

"Alright go get this help. I'll see about covering the hole in the front." He said.

"Don't move anyone if you don't really have to. We'll be back shortly." Cindy said as she followed Ducici out into the rain to her car.

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Estephan had searched the ledge at least a dozen times. He couldn't see a way down or up. He had called for the Fates and gotten no reply. Even his attempt to call Shesin or any of the others went unanswered. Looking out over the countryside laid out before him, he felt helpless. He watched the clouds closely hoping she had gotten free of the thing that had grabbed her. But he saw nothing.

Moment out of the corner of his eye drew his attention. A falcon. It fought the wind to stay in the air. It had something in its talons. It banked almost drooping it but kept its grip and fought on. It was flying to him. He wills the noble bird his strength he hoped. The falcon made it to the ledge he raced to it. The poor thing had ice on its wings. He pulled his shirt back off and wrapped the bird in it. Carrying the poor creature to Nikita's nest he put it down in a soft place where the sunlight would hopefully warm it.

Once done he retrieved the bag that the falcon had almost died trying to bring him. He opened in to find some fruit and a wineskin. A scroll of paper was tied to the inside of the bag. He pulled it out and undid the binding. It read... 'We have heard you but can do nothing to get you. Call the one that is still in the mortal realm. He will know a way.'

"At least they got food to you. More than I thought them capable of. I will have to keep that in mind." A male voice said from over his shoulder.

"Who are you?" He asked as he spun to face the speaker.

"Depends on who you ask. I don't really have a name otherwise. Pity Charlie didn't think to ask." The male said from a dark cloak draped form.

"How did you get here?" He asked.

"You called me. Thou I don't have much to say to you yet." He sneered.

"Why did you answer the call then?" He jabbed back.

"Guardians are worth tormenting. From the smell of you I might have my work cut out for me. Unlike the last few, you might pose a challenge. Fragile little humans." He said and stepped out into thin air.

"What about the other Guardians?" he asked.

"Easy enough to twist to my bidding. Continue to leave the Fates to grope blindly."

"You cut the passageway for the Muses to return?"

"You're getting ahead of things. I don't much care for that. Perhaps something else to think about instead of me." He said and reached across the expanse of sky.

"What are you talking about?" He asked as something came hurtling at him.

His eyes started to make out a figure tumbling through the air. As it got close his heart cried out in pain. The figure was Nikita, battered and blooded, stripped bare of all her feathers. He turned to cuss this vile man only to see open empty sky. Her arch was starting to fall. She may not make it to the ledge if she dropped any further.

"NIKITA!" He screamed.

Her body twisted and flattened. She gained area and stayed high in her arc. He stepped close to the edge and braced to catch her. She impacted him hard knocking him from his feet. He held her from the ground as rocks and stones dug into his back. She looked into his eyes only for a moment before her head fell to the side in unconsciousness.

He lifted her and carried her into the nest. Blood still seeped from the bared skin of her wings. He pulled some of the silks from the bed to dress them. He pulled the stopper on the skin and smelled it. Putting it to his lips he tasted it. Wine. He spit it to the ground. It was white. Splashing some over a folded pile of silk he cleaned her as best he could. She never stirred.

"You are alive and with me. We'll find a way lovely messenger." He said to her then leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

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Cindy slid the car around the last corner and hopped the curb into the strip mall parking lot. She turned the car right and then yanked it to the left to spin the car around. The car came to a stop ass into the parking space at the front door of the florist shop. Both of them bolted from the car like it was on fire. Ducici knocked frantically at the door as Cindy pounded away at the buzzer like a video game controller.

"What!!" Janet yelled from inside.

"Open the door we need help. It's Ducici and Cindy!!" Ducici yelled.

"What kinda help?" Janet called.

"Open the door! The bad kind!" Ducici yelled wanting to punch the glass in.

Janet scooted to the door completely nude. She unlocked it and waved them in. "Lock it and come to the back." She said darting into the stockroom.

Ducici followed after her and Cindy locked the door and then went as well. When she got to the back she froze. Most of Crystalia's blooms had wilted. His lush green foliage has a yellowing tint to it. Janet looked ragged. She had empty water bottles all over the floor and it was clear she had been crying.

"He's thirty and I had nothing that will help." Janet said.

"So it's wasn't just us." Ducici said looking at Cindy.

"What happened?" Janet asked.

"We don't know but it made Joxifa scream in pain and Lyrusi wilt like his blossoms. Joxifa's scream hurt Tony and Mrs. Prizton. They're both bleeding from the ears and noses. A couple of Cyclops are turning to stone in the back yard as well." Ducici said.

"Cyclops? Know anything about Hobbs?" Janet asked.

"One was following the Cyclops for whatever reason then ran off, why?" Ducici asked

"Cyl-who? Hob?" Cindy asked. "We have other problems."

'Wait... Ducici pee on him." Janet said.

"What?" Ducici asked.

"Here drink the water. Add some of your nutrients to it and pee of Crystalia. Share the good plant stuff with him." Janet said reaching for bottled water on the counter next to her.

"How is that going to help him?" Cindy asked losing her place in what was being said.

"I don't know if I know how." Ducici said.

"Pretend the water you're drinking is going to be a big healthy acorn. It will need lots of love and nourishment to be a healthy tree one day." Janet said. "You do this it will heal him, he can then grow things to help the others."

"I'll try." Ducici said and up ended one of the water bottles.

"Why are you naked?" Cindy asked.

"A Hobb burned my clothes when I got shrunk." Janet said nodding. "You wouldn't happen to have any extra's in your car would you?"

"I might have a jump suit... Hobb?" She asked.

"Get me the clothes and we'll talk about it while he is getting better." She said handing Ducici a second bottle of water to drink.

Janet walked to the door and let her out. Cindy popped her trunk and luckily her gym bag was right on top. She grabbed it and darted back inside. She handed it to Janet and locked the door for the florist who ran to the bathroom to put the clothes on. She walked to the back to find Ducici wiggling her bottom into Crystalia's foliage.

"You are really going to pee on him?" Cindy asked.

"I'm a plant; he's a plant, what's the problem?" Ducici asked. "Not sure how to do this thou. How do you pee?"

"I don't know I just do. My insides squeeze and the pee comes out." Cindy said.

"Is it like orgasming?" Ducici asked.

"If that's what it takes to water him... go for it. We're all girls here... mostly." Janet said handing Cindy her bag back.

"You want her to..." Was all Cindy got out before Ducici gushed three times into Crystalia's pot.

"How long do you think it's going to take to work?" Cindy asked.

"Not long I think." Janet said stepping closer to see his blooms unwitting.

"Oh thank you Ducici. That was very wonderful of you to do that." He said.

"I have a couple more if you want." Ducici said wiggling her tushy over his leaves.

"I would be most grateful." He said.

She gushed three more times with a half grin on her face. Cindy danced from foot to foot. Ducici stepped away from the bush and pulled her pants up. His foliage darkened and took on a healthy sheen. Janet visibly relaxed. Cindy hadn't realized how wired Janet had been.

"So there are people injured by a Banshee wail. They're breathing still?" He asked.

"Yes as of twelve minutes ago." Cindy said.

"Yes Lyrusi seems to be suffering as you were. Wilted somehow. Joxifa screamed in pain coming two feet off the floor before falling unmoving to the ground, she wasn't breathing. Do you know what happened?" Ducici asked.

"Someone has wounded Styx. Her scream was shared by all banshee. The door to the higher realm has closed forcible. How is Estephan? He would have felt it."

"He isn't here. Nikita wrapped her wings around him and took him into the higher realm. You don't think he would have...?" Ducici didn't dare finish the question.

"He is over there?" He asked, unconcerned by Ducici's fears.

"He went there?" Cindy asked.

"Nikita took him; it was an hour before Joxifa screamed." Ducici said.

"Give one of these to each of the mortals. I can do little for the others with the pathways to the higher realm sealed from the other side. Without a Guardian we are on our own."

"What about Cyclops?" Ducici asked. "They are turning to stone, and kin of Lyrusi."

"I will grow them something but I have no way of knowing if it will work. You two go back with those and I will send Janet with the others when they are done growing." He said.

"Thank you Crystalia." Cindy said.

"We will all need luck and hope. Be careful. If it is strong enough to wound Styx it may have the power to cross the realms at will." He said.

"It'd have to catch us first. Let's go." Cindy said.

The two of them jumped back in the car. Cindy fired the engine and stumped the gas. She drove like a demon back to the apartment. She didn't even notice the car she passed pull a 180 and start chasing her. She pulled the wheel and slid into the apartment drive lane. Two more quick turns and she was half in the grass in front of the place. They jumped out of the car and ran inside.

Cindy took one and ran to Mrs. Prizton, Ducici rushed to Anthony. Each placed the berry into their mouth. It took a minute but each gasped and put their hands to their ears. Ducici hugged him to her as tears started to roll down her cheeks. Cindy sighed when Mrs. Prizton started asking a bazillion questions.

"So what is going on?" Ishara asked walking thru the open door. "Where is Estephan?"

"Grainger?" Ducici asked frightened.

"He ...wait..." She started to say then grabbed her phone and hit send on her speed dial.

All watched her as she shifted from foot to foot. Three rings then four, her eyes played out over Lyrusi and Joxifa. She had no illusion something similar could have happened to Grainger. She slapped the phone shut.

"He's not answering. What is going on?" She asked more harshly this time.

"Crystalia thinks someone has wounded Styx. Her scream was shared by all banshee. Which did most of this." Ducici said gesturing around the room.

"Who? A whatshee?" Kevin asked as he stepped back into the room.

"Where were you?" Cindy asked.

"Helping the two in from out back." Kevin said pointing over his shoulder with his thumb.

Ducici kissed Tony and then darted for the kitchen. Lodrin and Jotlaf sat on the floor shivering. To her surprise they were also mortal sized. She leaned down and checked them over Cindy and Ishara followed her in. They were both a little unnerved by the singular eye that blinked back at them both.

Kevin didn't seem to notice a thing or just didn't give a crap. Cindy pulled the closet in the hall open and started handing over towels and blankets. Ishara opened the frig and gathered snacks cause this story was likely to take more than a minute. They all gather in the living room to hash out the truth.

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Estephan sat watching over her, and the falcon. He kept watchful eye over the horizon for any sign of the bastards return. She moaned as she shifted. He crossed to her side taking her hand in his. She squeezed it gently then hard as she winced. He offered her some of the fruit her falcon friend had brought. She shook her head.

"You are going to have to eat." He said.

"I need less then you. I can go weeks between meals." She said.

"Even when you are injured this badly?" He asked.

"I don't want you to see me like this." She sobbed.

"I caught you as you fell. Seeing you even like this is more then I hoped when that thing grabbed you out of the sky." He said giving her a kiss on the cheek. "You are still a beautiful messenger to me."

Her tears ran freely then, from pain and emotion. He held her but stayed ever watchful. The falcon raised its head. He tried to see what it was looking at. It warbled and chirped. He could see nothing. He looked at the bird warily then she heard it. Someone called his name. He moves to the other side of the nest. He heard it again. Faint on the wind but someone called for him.

He hopped from the nest and moved to the edge of the ledge. He took a deep breath and roared as loud as he could. Then waited. A minute later. He heard his name called again clearer and closer.

"We're here." He yelled.

"Estephan." Shesin called.

"We are up here." He yelled.

Then he saw her. She flew strait up, flapping her wings, fighting for every foot of altitude. She was a hundred yards to the right of the ledge. She looked pale and he looked back at the falcon. She was freezing. He called to her, she heard him and grabbed on to the wall, sinking her claws into the rock face. He could see tears frozen at the edges of her eyes. They were clouded as she got closer he knew she was blind and had been following her ears. He pulled her over to the ledges surface. She looked kinda at him.

"Sorry I took so long. Weather was a bitch." She said then lost consciousness.

He carried her into the nest. Nikita saw the succubus and started to cry again in earnest. She tried to crawl towards him as he stepped in to the nest. He laid Shesin down and the both of them huddle to her sides to warm her.

"How cold can she get before ...?" He asked not daring to finish his question.

"I don't know how she survived to get here at all." Nikita said. "My nest is on the edge of winter at the heights of valor. Only the falcons have ever made it here before. That was with my help."

"She is blind." He said.

"How did she get here if she couldn't see?" She asked.

"She followed my voice. I called for her when you were taken. I have done this." He said.

"Don't blame yourself. She would have followed you anywhere. She loves you, just like I do." Nikita said.

"Is it wrong for me to love you both in return?" he asked.

"You love her? And me?" She asked.

"Yes. It took seeing you taken to shake the truth from me but yes. I love you and her. You two are the higher realm to me. The same." He said.

"But we couldn't be more different." Shesin hissed.

"You are going to be alright. Be still and lets us warm you." He said.




Inkwell Ch. 09



"Why didn't you fly him to the ground?" Shesin asked in pained tones.

"Her feathers have been ripped from her wings... she can't fly." Estephan said.

"O' gods Nikita... I am so sorry. I cussed you for your ignorance I'm so sorry." Shesin said as tears welled up in her eyes melting others from her eye lashes.

"Be still both of you. Shesin sip the wine. It is warn and will help a little with the cold." He said.

"You have wine?" She asked.

"Yes drink." He said holding the spout to her lips.

"No...Styx once told me. If you every damage your wings put a piece of it in wine and drink it. It will heal your broken wings. I have seen angelics do this. Do you have a feather?" She asked.

"Her wings have been stripped bare Shesin. Not a single feather remains." He said.

"Then who every did this knew that as well." Shesin said.

"Estephan the feather I gave you where is it." Nikita asked.

His hand went to his hair. It was still there. He held it out to her. She took it and looked at Shesin.

"Are you sure of this Shesin?" She asked.

"As sure as I am cold." She said.

Nikita took the wine skin and pushed the feather down the spout. She closed it and gave it a hardy shaking. Shesin giggle.

"Is she shaking it? I bet her tits are cute bouncing around like that?" Shesin jibbed.

"She's starting to feel better." He said and kissed her cheek.

"You love me." She murmured.

"Here's hoping." Nikita said popping the top of the skin and upended it.

She drank the contents of the skim and let it fall to the bedding. She looked over her shoulder at her wings. She flexed them timidly gritting her teeth. Nothing seemed to be happening. She looked back at Shesin with a look the succubus could not see. Her eyes went wide and she gasped. She crawled forward.

"Ow, ow ow, it hurts. It itches. Does it always do this? OW OW OW...." Nikita said before falling face down in the bedding to scream into it.

"It hurts but is it working?" Shesin asked.

"Yes it's working." He said watching Nikita's wings sprout quills at a rapid pace.

Nikita cried and screamed into the bedding. Tearing into the silk like they were tissue paper. The falcon hopped closer to Estephan tilting its head at her shrieking performance. Shesin curled closer to him pulling her legs and wings out of her path. She breathed in heavy sigh once the worst of it had past. She stood and stretched her wings. With a vigorous shaking the dander fell away leaving her wings good as new. She looked at her wings with concern.

"Is there something different about them? They feel different." She said.

She turned to the side and the back of her wings were colored. They looked like what you would think to find on a phoenix. Reds with high lights of gold and white. They were beautiful. The undersides that she could see were still pearly white.

"How do you feel?" Shesin asked.

"Like I am the most beautiful thing ever." She said.

"His love must look good on you too. I wish I could see it." She said.

"Can you take us to Styx... your mother? I have a bad feeling." He asked.

"You don't want to go back to the mortal realm?" Nikita asked.

"Yes I do. But if that evil fuck is really all that. Me being here wasn't part of his plan. Grabbing you would only hurt one person in this realm..." He said.

"Styx." Shesin finished the statement.

"Right, I want you to know she is alright before we go. As well as the reverse." He said.

Nikita flared her wings and the path to the river opened before them. He lifted Shesin and followed Nikita thru the swirling vortex. They emerged on the shore line of a placid river. The whole scene was still and tranquil. It was also dark and foreboding.

"Mother please speak to me." Nikita said clearly, it seemed to boom over the surface of the water.

A pillar of water formed out in the river. It took shape quickly but did nothing to disturb the still of the water around it. Styx took shape with fury burning in her eyes. It washed away quickly seeing Nikita standing on the bank of the river. Her eyes looked over at him and she began to approach.

"Daughter when did you first take to wing?" She asked in a quivering voice.

"The day I was born. Thou stay in the air did come till a week later." She answered.

"You are whole. How is this?" Styx asked.

"I told her how to use a feather to heal her wings Lady Styx." Shesin answered.

"And she did so at the cost of her eyes." Estephan said.

"You should not be here." Styx said with anger edging her words.

"He that assaulted Nike has even less reason then I Lady." Estephan said.

"All of you should flee this realm to where he can't follow. There you are only touchable by his minions. Here he has power and freedom to move as he chooses." Styx said.

"He wished me to have peace of mind mother. And did much to ease my pain." Nikita said stepping closer to her.

"Do you still hold to your word Lord Inkwell?" Styx asked.

"I will. He does not change my word to you." He said.

"Would that change if you knew that allowing me into the mortal realm it opens the door to him as well?" She asked.

"No." He said.

"You would risk the world for her?" Shesin asked.

"I would risk the world for the two of you." He replied.

"For them?" Styx asked.

"You are her mother and the only mother figure Shesin has ever known. To lose you would bring them great sorrow and pain. So risking the world for them, yes I would." He said.

"Bring her closer but do not touch the water." She said to Estephan.

He stepped closer. Styx extended her hand and dripped water into each of Shesin's eyes. The succubus flinched as they touched her eyelids. She blinked and looked up at Estephan.

"You didn't shave this morning." She said.

"It's my day off. Down you go." He said as he set her on her feet.

Nikita stepped to her and embraced her. Styx looked upon her daughter with awe. Shesin pointed this out to Nikita. Nikita stepped back and spread her wings for the both of them to see. Estephan watched the exchange between the women with a smile. Something along the shoreline caught his eye. A twinkling spark near the river's edge. He stepped away as the three of them shared a bonding moment.

He lost sight of it a couple of times only to find it again. He leaned down and picked up a tear shaped diamond. It felt warm to the touch. He carried it back to the women. Nikita hugged her mother as they prepared to part. Shesin bowed to the Lady and thanked her for the gift of her sight. Estephan stepped to the river's edge and held the diamond to the great lady of the river.

"Someone left this at the river for you lady." He said handing it to her.

She took it from his hand and her eyes went to the stance of cypress he had found it near. She nodded and walked out over the deeper water of the river. She turned and with a wave of her arm the path opens before them. They all joined hands and quickly moved thru the portal. She closed it once they were gone.

"You still watch over her for us?" She asked.

"Always and forever my love." A deep voice answered from the darkness.

"Does she waste herself with this Guardian?" She asked.

"He would dare the unthinkable for them. I say let them try." The deep voice said warmly.

"I don't want to, but I like this one." She admitted.

Gentle laughter rolled from the stance of cypress. "Not a waste if you are swayed, my love"

She smiled and melted gently in to the river, taking his diamond tear with her.

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Kevin sat blinking, unable to put words to the thoughts twisting in his head. Profene and Crossin groaned as they rolled to their backs. Ducici walked over to check on them. They were unhurt aside from aching heads. Estephan's mother about came out of her skin when the corps that had been Joxifa twitched and started to push itself from the floor of its own accord.

"What happened? I feel like the bottom of a trolls shoes. Nothing against present company." Lyrusi moaned from the floor by the back door.

"None taken." Crossin said.

"You can make it up to us with pizza." Profene said.

"Fine but I ain't flashing that kid for a tip again." She grumbled.

Most of them laughed at this. The Cyclops looked at everyone with a visible degree of confusion.

"So how long do you think we should wait before we start panicking?" Ishara asked.

"Start...Keep up I was wondering when we would be able to change shifts," Ducici said.

Everyone jumped to their feet when the wall of the living room started to go translucent. Eirene and her sisters stepped into the room. The looks on their faces caused her to lose the thin smile she carried rather quickly. The wall went solid once more.

"You all don't seem happy to see us." Eirene said.

"Sorry we were hoping it was Estephan. Nikita left with him a while ago and things went crazy. We have been worried about everyone. Welcome to the mortal realm. We have snacks and drinks. I think we will work everything else out once we have every one here." Lyrusi said.

"Eunomia how are you? It has been too long." Mrs. Prizton said.

"For those that don't know these are my sisters Eunomia and Dike." Eirene said. "Sisters this is some of the everybody I talked about. Has Thalia made it here yet? She left with her sisters before we did."

"Like we said crazy... so no she hasn't." Joxifa said moving the ice bag on her head to a different position.

"What happed?" Dike asked pointing at the holes where windows should be.

"We think someone wounded Styx. It made me scream. Anything else?" Joxifa said.

"Where are the papers I brought?" Cindy asked as she remembered.

"Over there." Kevin said as he pointed at the table next to the couch.

"Anthony you need to sign these so Estephan can give you the apartment. Ducici, you and I are going to get you an ID and stuff tomorrow so we can put you on this too." She said.

"We have all of those taken care of." Thalia said stepping in the front door.

Eirene smiled. "So are we ready?" She asked.

"We have a truck outside and my sisters and I will set the apartment right before we go. Ducici we are taking all of Estephan's things. Profene and Crossin will stay here to guard you and Anthony. We won't be far and have gotten phones for everyone. Anthony if you could drive the SUV for us that would be helpful." Thalia said.

"Where are we going?" Joxifa asked.

"We have a floor reserved at a nice hotel between here and the parlor. As well as chariots to carry us all in luxury. See..." She gestured to three limos sitting in the drive behind a moving truck. "Lyrusi it has a pool."

The nymph squealed and danced like she just won the lottery. Thalia and her sisters with everyone save Mrs. Priztons help emptied all of Estephan's things. Clothes and tattoo equipment, his books and personal dishes. Not the furniture or basic things but everything else. And it wasn't like if something was missed it couldn't be retrieved at a later time.

"Kevin, thank you for your help. We have a publisher lined up for your manuscript. We hope the best for you and will see you again. You have shown great strength and honor. The higher realm will watch over you." Thalia said before turning away.

"Um... Could I have your number?" Kevin asked.

"My number?" Thalia asked.

"Phone number, maybe have a drink sometime?" He asked.

She felt heat rise in her cheeks. "When I have one I will give it to you. Our phones aren't on yet."

"Oh... Okay. You will be around right?" Kevin asked. "Ducici and Anthony are your friends."

"I will be around." She said with a smile.

He walked her to the limo and closed the door for her. He waved as they left. He sighed.

"See they like the polite attention." Ducici said.

"But why would you help me? Isn't she one of Estephan's girlfriends?" He asked.

"I am Estephan's girlfriend. He isn't in love with me thou. Love's me but will let me find my own love with Tony." She said.

"Where is everything?" Estephan said from inside the apartment. All of them darted in. He stood with Nikita and Shesin looking around at the neat and clean apartment not seeing anything that belonged to him. "How long were we gone?" He asked the ladies at hi sides.

"About five hours." Ducici said.

"Thalia and the others took everything and got you a hotel floor." Kevin said.

"Kevin? Um.. how..." Estephan started to ask as fear washed over him.

"Things have been bad. We told Kevin because we needed his help. Come sit and we will tell you everything that happened." Ducici said.

"Why do I feel like this is going to need something other than a soda?" Estephan asked.

"I'll grab some beers from my place." Kevin said and darted out.

Two beers and 45 minutes later he sat between Shesin and Nikita on the couch shaking his head. A knock at the door drew there attention.

"It's Ishara." Profene said looking into the room.

"Well let her in." Ducici said liking the fell of being master of the place.

He opened the door and the Detective stalked into the room. She looked at the three of them with great relief. Grainger came in behind her carrying garment bags. Estephan sighed that the two of them were alright. Having heard about what everyone had been through seeing the detective's formal mannerisms was a nice taste of normal.

"Okay you three we need to get you changed and over to the embassy." She said.

"Embassy?" He asked as he leaned forward.

"The Graces came up with a way to everything easier to keep an eye on that will protect the mortal realm and give us some breathing room. So get dressed and we will explain." Ishara said.

"Lord Inkwell, Shesin, and Nikita." Grainger said handing each one a garment bag.

"The story is you are an Ambassador and your privet home suffered major damage in the storm. You requested a floor in a smaller town hotel to conduct your affairs while repairs are made to your home and embassy." Ishara said. "I am assigned as your local liaison to law enforcement. They have set up some kind of spell type thing that cloaks higher realm beings while in the building. You will be able to speak clearly and not be understood by mortals when speaking to someone of the other realm. Not sure how that is going to work. Shesin is your translator and Nikita is your personal secretary. The Limo is out front and the SUV is at the parlor. Did I miss anything?" She asked looking at Grainger.

"Breathing?" Shesin asked.

"Why the rush? And where are my things?" He asked.

"The influx of beings from the realm is high. This apartment and Ducici's tree aren't easy to guard." Grainger said. "A more neutral location was advantageous. Your things are safe. And with the storm being so violent it was easier to weave the spells with it as a cover story."

"So we are moving how far?" He asked looking at Ducici.

"The Heritage down on Grand Ave. They will be here to watch over her and Tony." Ishara said point at Profene and Crossin.

Both nodded to him in understand Ducici was to be protected. He finished pulling on the jacket and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like an eastern European. He turned and Shesin and Nikita looked so out of place in business style dress suites. Complete with heeled pumps and clip boards. Both had their hair up in ponytail conservative fashions. He smiled and almost laughed.

"What?" Shesin asked.

"You two are very businessy and proper. Not something I would think either of you wearing." He said

"I kinda like it. Besides Secretaries and desks go together right?" Nikita asked.

"I think my tongue for translation would be very useful to you." Shesin said. "Did Yerni and Galenee bring my sisters over with them?" asked as well.

"Grainger? Did you hear anything about them?" Ishara asked.

"Nothing yet, Master." He answered giving her that playful glance. "Thou the rest is Ducici is your cousin. Just so there aren't any stupid questions about the Limos. No one but Kevin and Cindy will remember you ever living here, well Tony and Sara would remember too I think? They blurted so much at me at once I think that's everything."

"Finally someone knows what I feel like." Estephan said. "You be safe. We will see you and Tony in the morning?"

Ducici nodded as he kissed her cheek. "Yes Lord, at the parlor."

"Ok, you two. Don't let anything happen to them." He said to the guys standing inside.

"With our lives Lord." They said.

Ducici watched them climb into the limo and waved happily as they drove out of the parking lot. He sat looking out the window. His mother had stormed out without saying much to him. He had little idea as to what happened to his father in all of this either. For now they were safe. His thoughts went back to the dark figure on Nikita's ledge. He wasn't the same as any other higher realm being he had felt.

He hadn't felt much of him at all in fact. Nikita, the Fates, even his father had something he could feel. This thing didn't. Could this be what was setting the higher realm at odds? Aside from his test, many things had explanations but some still didn't. It had said Charlie should have asked. Had this thing told Charlie how to eat succubus, Lachesis sent a Fury only after the fact.

Styx was one of the greater of the higher realms residence. It made little sense that the more powerful would fall first. Plus having looked over the country side he had seen no evidence that it was ever happening. Only the Denizens of the realm felt it. They didn't even show it, unlike illness in the mortal realm he supposed.

"Welcome to the Heritage Lord Inkwell." A man in a valet uniform said once he had opened the door.

"Yes." He said and stepped out of the limo. He turned and helped Nikita and Shesin out before turning to walk into the hotel.

"Greetings Lord Inkwell. We of the Heritage are honored to host you and your staff in these trying times. If there is anything else the staff or I can do for your staff or yourself don't hesitate to ask. And again welcome to the Heritage." The manager of the hotel blurted looking like he had been dragged from the dinner table and dumped in his suite.

"Two things Mr...?" Estephan asked.

"Enwrite. Lord Inkwell." He said.

"First calm down and speak clearly. My English is somewhat lacking. Second has my staff requested food for me and my personal staff? If not I will require a menu." He said.

"Lord we have not ordered as we were not informed to the length of your meeting. A menu has been set in your room and the kitchen has been inspected, Detective we need you to come with us. Lord If you would follow Joxifa, she has your room keys." Thalia said.

"What did she say?" Mr. Enwrite asked.

"Thank you Thalia. Everything is in hand Mr. Enwrite." Shesin said. "Lady Thalia is one of the Lords Affairs managers. She doesn't speak English. She has the Lords Menu up stairs. If we need anything I will see that it is brought to me to ask the staff."

"The rest of your staff awaits you instruction Ms. Shesin." Joxifa said.

"Lead the way, Joxifa." Estephan said with a curt nod to Enwrite.

Joxifa turned and walked them to the elevators. The staff of the place all looked freshened quicker than normal and watched them with nervous glances. Joxifa pressed the button and from her reflection in the doors Shesin was ready to come out of her skin not just the clothes. No sooner had the doors closed.

"Are they all here? They are behaving right?" Shesin blurted out the questions.

"Yes and calm down, they are behaving." Joxifa said.

"Your sisters?" Nikita asked.

"Yes they were held by the brotherhood. They seemed to think Leto had wanted them punished. She on the other hand was unaware of having talked to them at all." Joxifa said.

"Yeah I know that part, since then. They didn't give Galenee a hard time did they?" Shesin asked.




Inkwell Ch. 09



"Not that she told me?" She replied.

"I am going to have a lot of introductions to sit thru. I hope they have a good omelet on the menu." Estephan said.

"And salad with sweet rolls." Nikita said as her stomach growled.

"Let her tummy said." Estephan added with a giggle.

The doors opened. He felt like he stepped into a whole other world. The hall had a dozen luggage carts with boxes. The doors of the two rooms closest to the elevator were leaving on the sides The Small waiting area had a table with a computer being wired up sitting on it. More than a dozen people busied themselves over toting things moving chairs.

"Hold everyone. Lord Inkwell." The voice of Eirene from halfway down the hall.

Everyone stopped. They moved to the walls clearing a path for their group. Joxifa led them to the double doors at the far end of the hallway. The ladies he knew smiled and nodded as her past them.

"Lord Inkwell." Ostial the Angelic said nodding his head.

Estephan nodded in return trying to keep the look of confusion from his face. Joxifa nodded and two at the end of the hall opened the doors for them and closed them after they had entered. Joxifa stepped to the side and a desk was set up for him with three chairs behind it.

"Menu is on the desk, Kitchen is on standby. Eirene and her sisters are going to be the first ones in." Joxifa said. "Thalia has a list of things for you to go over with a few people."

"We just got back and are hungry. We going to get a chance to rest at all?" Estephan asked.

"Yes, Twenty minutes and you're done for the night." Joxifa said. "You are probably going to be done before your food gets up here. Go ahead and order I'll be right back with them."

"You wanted salad? After the thing with your feathers, are you sure?" He asked Nikita.

"Yeah a big one." She said.

"And you?" He asked turning to Shesin.

"Meat." Was all she said.

"What kind? Cooked?" He asked.

"Yes and yours raw later." She answered, "We'll share him for desert right?" Looking past him at Nikita.

"Oh yes. Lots of desert." Nikita said slyly.

"Greetings Lord. I am not interrupting am I?" Ostial asked.

"Almost but I have a few minutes. Is your doctor friend coming in?" Estephan asked.

"I don't know, I can't get near him. Something has taken to stalking him that I can't get around." Ostial said. "I wanted to bring it to your attention and ask if any other had similar things happen to them. I can't seem to communicate with my brethren."

"An issue arose in the pathways of the realms. That has been resolved. Try to check on him now and if there is still a problem return here and we will address it immediately. Thank you for seeking me out before acting rashly." Estephan said praisingly.

"It is as it should be Lord Inkwell. I will return tomorrow at the parlor with a possibly meeting time." Ostial said before turning and fading from view.

"Sebastian these are my sisters." Eirene said. "This is Dike and the taller is Eunomia. They are here to help us get the logistics of things worked out."

"I welcome you to the mortal realm and acknowledge your bond as sisters." He said.

"So you want us to undress?" Dike asked.

Nikita and Shesin glared at her. "If you wish to be naked, do so. The spells placed here would keep any stupid questions from being asked." Estephan said.

"You will not claim us?" Eunomia asked.

"I hold 9 here as it is. Your bond with Eirene will keep you here." He said.

"We haven't in so long. You are the Lord Guardian, we give you claim to take us first." Dike said, Eunomia nodding.

"That matter can be discussed later." Estephan said as Eirene hustled them back out of the room before the other two women beat them senseless.

"You won't take all of them in your bed will you?" Shesin hissed.

"Why is this upsetting you so?" Estephan asked.

"She like me feels married to you." Nikita said.

"Her I can share you with. The others you hold to you I can deal with. But too many more and when will you have time for us?" Shesin asked.

"I worry about that all the time." He said with a sigh.

"You'd rather time with us then...?" Nikita asked.

"Them I would play with, the two of you I would love. I understand that feelings about sex and love are different in the higher realm. I hope you two will keep me to yourselves in heart, if not in flesh. You are my loves, they are friends with sex. Not lovers." He admitted looking out the doors at a couple of the others like Yerni and Lyrusi.

Thalia and her sisters stepped into the hallway totally naked and strutted towards his desk. Yerni was the only one to seem to notice. Where the Horeas --Hours were lithe and demure the Graces were tall and voluptuous. All three of them carried themselves like seasoned runway models.

"We the Graces greet the Guardian of the mortal realm and request his favor to remain and continue the noble tasks." Thalia said. "These are my sisters. Aglaea and Euphrosyne."

"The three of you have wings?" He asked.

"Yes Lord." Thalia said.

"Why would you bare yourselves to me yet hide the beauty granted to you by birthright?" He asked.

"It is as we have been told to accord ourselves." Aglaea said.

"No longer..." He said standing up. "Step to the side Thalia. Thank you. Attention everyone. All beings of the higher realm, if you have wings or horns or feathers, anything. You are free to bare them as you wish in the sanctuaries of the Guardian. Spells keep you from being seen so relax and save your energies for when not protected."

"You would allow this?" Euphrosyne asked.

"How are any of us going to be refreshed and ready for the next challenge if we never get time to just relax? I acknowledge your bond as sisters and welcome you to stay in the mortal realm. If you want sex, it will wait for now. I have not eaten and need time to adjust to the new arrangements."

"It seemed the best of the three possible choices." Thalia said.

"Thank you. In the morning before I go to the parlor a little run down of what's going on with things? If it is easily explained. Don't want to have my head to explode or anything." He said.

"We can. Did you have someplace in mind for the Cyclops?" Thalia asked.

"No they haven't really been given any thought at all... sorry. Why?" He asked.

"We want to keep them around so they can have a child and guard the Ancient Crystalia." She said. "His Domain would hold the same enchantments as we have placed here." Thalia said.

"Granted." Estephan said.

"So that goes for all of us?" Shesin asked.

"Yes everyone." He confirmed.

Shesin shimmered and was nude is moments. Nikita followed suit as the Graces permitted their wings to be seen. Looking out in the hall many of them relaxed giving trust to him and baring wing and horn. Lyrusi skittered down the hall in only her thin wisp of a veil wearing a playful smile.

"Are we getting food now?" He asked his companions.

"Yes." Nikita said handing him the menu. "What are you having?"

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Morning came too quickly. Shesin lay on his right side clutching his cock like a safe rope. Nikita lay on his left mewing softly in her sleep. He was sweating to death. Between their body heat and here wings holding it in so he was feeling on the verge of being poached. He shifted only to feel Shesin's grip tighten slightly. Not looked over to see if she were a little more awake then Nikita. She too however was deep into the dreams of morning slumber.

"Good Morning Lord and Ladies." A familiar voice male voice said icily.

"How did you get here?" He hissed.

"I just let my fingers do the walking. How backward you are. Do you think everything in the higher realm is lacking in the understanding of technology? You won't be a challenge." He said and started for the door.

Shesin was out of the bed and diving for him before he could hold her back. The Dark figure knocked her from the air with a wave of his hand sending her careening into the wall over the dresser. Nikita rolled to the side and pulled a long gleaming blade from thin air. She crouched to spring.

"Nikita don't he has hurt you once already." Estephan said. "Check Shesin."

"And here I thought I would have kept you out of my way for a little longer." He said.

"What do you want here?" Estephan asked.

"You think I would tell you? You really are a waste of recourses." He said over his shoulder but kept walking.

"Guess a Muse would have to be self-righteous and conceded." Estephan spat.

He stopped. "Clever monkey, but do you think knowing that will help you?"

"Knowledge is power, that just gives me a little more." Estephan said getting to his feet.

"Killing you would be easy. I think taking..." He started.

"I banish you from the mortal realm Muse." Estephan cut him off.

"NNNOOOOO!!!!!" The dark figure yelled as he faded.

"Estephan it's bad." Nikita said voice strained in concern.

"Why am I the punching bag?" Shesin breathed as she coughing up blood.

"Shit.... OSTIAL I SUMMON YOU!" Estephan yelled as other poured thru the door.

"What happened? You didn't?" Yerni asked in shock.

"No I didn't, Make a space. I have summoned Ostial." He said moving them out of a space in the room.

"I am summoned?" Ostial asked as he faded into sight.

"You watch a physician? An ER doctor?" He interrogated.

"Yes Lord Inkwell." Ostial said.

"Bring him here now. You have leave to break any rule save endangering others. Do you understand this request Angel?" Estephan said pointing at Shesin's pain stricken face.

"The situation is clear Lord." Ostial said.

"Go!" He said to the fading image of the Angelic. "Clear the desk. Call down for towels and three large cook pots of boiling water. Yerni Help us get her to the desk."

The desk was cleared with to arm sweeps. Someone threw a towel over it before they got Shesin to it. His mind raced. Twice he had stood by and watched this Muse hurt one of those he loved. They laid her down gently. Shesin winced none the less.

"Mesaduce. IF the doctor takes too long... petrify her. If he needs more time to get things and she looks like it would be to close..." Estephan said. "You will allow her to, understand me. When she looks in your eyes don't fight her."

She nodded and he leaned down kissing her. People darted about as chairs and over turned items were taken from under foot. Estephan held her hand and Nikita cradled her head. It felt like an eternity. A space along the wall began to shimmer. He hoped as others braced for the dark Muse to emerge. A doctor is scrubs and shoe covers blinked in disbelief with Ostial at his shoulder.

"Doctor... We have boiling water coming up. Name anything you need we will get it. Eirene would you and your sisters see to this please?" Estephan asked.

"What happened? She has wings and a tail." He said

Estephan stepped into the doctor's face. "She has a pulse and is bleeding. All else can wait. She has internal impact trauma possibly broken ribs. We have little time. What do you need to save this life?"

The doctor weighed Estephan's words and his need to save life won out. "To start with space and my stethoscope." He said as he shouldered his way around Estephan.

Nikita took his arm and pulled him to the side. "Water from the river. It can heal her kind." She hissed.

"Don't go alone. And watch your step. This was just a warning. He could have done worse if he had truly meant too." Estephan said.

"The tears of Phoenix could heal her as well." Mace said hurriedly.

"We do whatever we must. I would do no less for any of you so we do for her in the hopes we don't need to do so again. Someone call Crystalia... warn him of the male Muse. Tell him to keep Janet safe."

"She has two hearts?" the doctor declared in astonishment.

She grinned at him before losing consciousness. "Does that change what's wrong with her?" Estephan asked.

"No she has three cracked ribs and lacerations along the inside of her mouth. Added to a mild concussion it looks far worse than it is. If she had been hornless she wouldn't have suffered the concussion." The doctor said.

"Everyone hold." Estephan said. "She is battered but in no danger of dying?"

"I would have to run other tests but from this exam, she hit face first and then fell on her own arm?"

"Not exactly but she needs rest and she will be fine?" Estephan said.

"Maybe you could tell me what she is and what is going on?" The doctor asked.

"I am Sebastian Inkwell Guardian of the Mortal Realm. Shesin is a succubus." Pointing out his patient.

"I am Ostial, your guardian angel." He said.

"Doctor if you care to come this way." Estephan said. "Let's have a seat and talk."

"Is this heaven or something?" The doctor asked looking around at all the winged people moving around.

"No this is the third floor of the Heritage Hotel is West town off Water St." Estephan said. "Perhaps your name?"

"Douglas McNeil. Sebastian was it?" Doug asked.

"Estephan to those of the mortal realm. But either is fine." He said.

"Why are angels saving a demon?" Doug asked.

"There is only one angel here to my knowledge. That would be yours, Ostial." He said. "How much do you know of Greek Mythology?" Estephan asked.

"What?" He asked.

"The short version is the Gods left and put the Muses in charge watching over humanity. A hundred years ago, just before world war one. The Muses went missing. The Fates stepped in and called a Guardian to help keep the balance." He said.

"Muses? And demons are helped by angels? This isn't making sense." Doug said.

"Step one; forget everything you think you know about religion. Step two, see step one. Now are all humans good or evil? Are all plants edible? Does everything always work the same every single time?" Estephan asked. "The answer for all of those is 'of course not' because life isn't black and white."

"So there are good demons and bad angels?"

"A pit viper will strike any human that enters its territory, same with a succubus. If left alone and given resect both live normal lives. Now I am not saying some beings of the higher realm have natural tendencies that mortals would find offensive. Like another culture, if you don't put your values on what they do, you find that as a general rule, beings of the higher realm are honorable and honest."

"Like being in China?" Doug said, "Only easier to understand with wings."

"I think you have the right idea." Estephan said with a smile.

"So why am I being followed by an angel?"

"You have off set death three times in a short time. You are a gifted healer. Many doctors fall to other things and lose this gift. Greed, drugs, even superiority complexes. It goes against the nature of the human soul and the gift is lost. You have found it and have annoyed death."

"Death is a real walking being?" Doug asked.

"Ostial? Is it? I haven't ever met him or heard said what death really is." Estephan looked at the angel.

"Death is like the tide. A natural force. You stand in the rising tide and save life that would be taken by it. It doesn't much like resistance and will temp you to yield to its terms. Not that you have to. Prove you can stand to it and it will relent you have sway over it in some cases. Not that you can beat it, just that you will not let those it has sights on will always be his on his terms alone." Ostial explained.

"So you are guarding me from death?" Doug asked.

"He is there to help you make see your choices and allow you to make decisions for yourself. Death can only trick you into handing over your gift. For better or worse the choice to do so would be yours. He probly whispered in your ear a few times to sleep or make mistakes due to fatigue. You could have ignored it and pushed thru only to then realize a mistake you couldn't take back."

"That was you in the pharmacy wasn't it?" Doug asked Ostial.

"Yes. You listened to a college that you trusted, but he gave his gift to drugs. I bent rules to scare you and make you rethink yourself." Ostial said.

"Honorable and honest. Those humans call demons are similar. Thou they tell you up front what they will take if you agree to their bargains. And always the person can say no. As with anything check the fine print and use your head. I know one that stands guardian over a law officer. As he does for you. So before you say all demons are evil or all feather winged beings are angels take a minute to look at the individual for what they are, not what you think they should be." Estephan said. "I am going to check on my succubus and let the two of you talk. It is a pleasure meeting you Doctor McNeil. I am sure we will speak again soon."

"I ... alright, Ostial was it?" Doug said as Estephan stepped away and let the Angelic take his seat.

Walking thru the double doors into his rooms, Shesin had been helped into the bed and Nikita was sitting with her. Food had been brought up and 8:45 blinked on the clock. He looked at another wall clock it said 6:15. He picked up the phone.

"Front Desk. How can I help?" A friendly female voice asked.

"It is 9:26 Lord Inkwell. Is your floor having problems with its clocks as well? We will send someone to get them reset." She said.

"Thalia it's 9:30 those papers need to be filed. Don't go alone. I once again am late opening my own shop. Nikita will you stay with her. I need to go. I will have Yerni and Lyrusi with me. You know Galenee won't let them do me to death." He said.

"I'll be fine. Both of you go." Shesin said.

"I'll stay with her. The two of us need to talk thing s out about you anyway. It would be rude to do it in front of you." Nikita said.

"No I think he'd like us 'doing it' in front of him. Look just thinking it has him twitching." Shesin said gesturing at the crotch of his slacks.

"Maybe after you have a chance to rest we'll give him a show then." Nikita said looking up at him letting her eyes trail down to his crotch.

"I am heading to the parlor." Estephan said scurrying out of the room before he never wanted to leave.

Thalia caught his arm and pulled him in to one of the other rooms. She and her sisters were completely naked. Each of them just smiled and flexed their wings gently holding a folder of paper in some alluring pose.

"Which of us has your copy of the paperwork?" Thalia asked lustily.

He stepped to Algaea and plucked the folder from her hand. "If you are wanted to play you are going to have to check with my alphas. Thou I am very grateful for such a sensual proposal." He said warmly.

"But you said he was a real ..." Euphrosyne started to say.

"I am when it is appropriate. Now is not one of those times. Thalia please sees that the papers get filed. I don't think Crystalia can hold his domain if the law of the mortal realm comes first." Estephan said and nodded to each of them in turn as he exited the room.

"Estephan... it's for you." Yerni said holding the phone at him.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Son when you going to get here? Should I be starting coffee or something? You have three clients in the parking lot. One looks really hot in a one piece silk mini without the panty lines." Dad said.

"Dad? You can touch things? Why are you checking out women? Wait... Is she leaning on a sandy-gold Lexus?" He asked.

"Wow your good... so should I let her in?" dad asked cheekily.

"No, and don't touch anything till someone else gets there." He said.

"You have other people coming? Like who? Are they cutie girls in little outfits like Miss Lexus?" Dad said.

"Dad stop. I am on my way out the door. Be there in fifteen minutes or less."

"So you're like piz" Estephan hung up on him before he finished the joke. He tossed the phone back to Yerni.

"If he calls back put him on hold." Estephan said.




Inkwell



"Then you might want to ask the nymph in your tub to step out here with us." Nikita said thru the door.

Looking into his tub, there was a nymph hiding ineptly behind the clear plastic shower curtain. She was quivering in fear, but watched him intently. He reached and unlocked the door. She hopped out of the tub, scooped up the cake mix, and darted from the room as soon as possible. Her eyes never felt his till she was beyond the doors threshold.

Nikita stood in the hall, she watched the nymph go. "Would you like assistance with your bathing?"

"I can wash myself, thanks. You shouldn't be getting wet anyway. Those are temp tattoos. They would easily wash off with soap and water." He looked over at her. "IS there anyone else here I should know about?"

"Just the sylph and Yerni. I told you, you were heavy." Nikita said.

"Right." He closed the door on her.

He started the water and got into the shower. The water running over him relaxed his muscles but did little to relieve any of the tension or stress. Nikita was tall, gorgeous, and exotic. From what he noticed the nymph was all the fairy tales claimed. If he hadn't already been embarrassed, he probably would have fainted from blood lose as it all ran to his cock. He hadn't seen the sylph, but what little of the dryad he saw put all of them in a 'visions' of sexual fantasy' category. What was a Yerni anyway?

Stepping out of the shower his head slumped, no towels. 'Well fuck it all' he thought. 'If I am going to be surround by women in my own home their just going to have to deal with it.' Pulling the door open, Nikita was standing there holding a towel. He took it and started drying his hair as he continued past her back towards the kitchen.

"Steven!!! What are you doing?" His mothers' voice squeaked.

Pulling the towel over his manhood, he froze. "Mom! What are you doing here?"

"Why are you parading around naked in front of female guests? I know I taught you better manners."

He bolted, closing the door to his room as he took refuge. 'No good deed ah dad.' He spoke inwardly.

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Two hours later he was alone, at least he hoped he was. The ladies had explained to his mother that he didn't know they were here. That they had arrived only five or so minutes before her. They were there to pick up Nikita, who had gone home with me after a bachelor party for her brother. He didn't believe that his mother fell for the story but, wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Of course after the ladies had left, mom did the 'mom thing' and asked dozens of questions. Not a single answer he gave had a lick of truth to them. Save that Nikita was the one that had commissioned him for tattoo work. But for now he was alone. He had time to think, to try to wrap what was left of his mind around what he was into.

Nikita said that she would take on the attributes of the tools she had. How would a tattoo translate in that case? He was feeling a little out of his depth, and having no one to discuss the matter with, he was starting to regret taking this job. Not that he couldn't do it, just the lingering feeling that it might be wrong. He got himself something to eat and grabbed a bottle of soda before heading out to the car.

Getting in he put the key in the ignition, "Well it's about time!" a feminine voice exclaimed from the back seat.

"Whoa! Who the hell are you?" He asked in fright.

"Yerni, I'm with Nikita, where did she go?" she asked.

"I can guess, but I don't know. I was going over there to check. You have horns? You a demon or something?" He sputtered looking at her in the rear view mirror.

"Hey you can see them? How did you rate?" She asked without answering him.

"Yerni shut up." Nikita's voice flowed into the car. "Estephan we are at your parlor. She will behave so please bring her along."

"What the hell is she?" he asked.

"She is a Hind, akin to the satyr. We can make proper introductions when you get to the parlor." Her voice trailed off.

"A what?" he asked.

"I am a Hind. Most just say I'm a deer-girl. You got a problem with that?" Yerni asked. "Well they would if they could see the real me. Most people think I am an uptight redhead with a shit load of money."

"Whatever. This is getting to be a too much." He mumbled as he started the car.

Yerni didn't shut up the entire trip, 7 miles of yapping. He hadn't listened to a word. She could have been rattling of the mysteries of the universe or just bitching, he couldn't tell. Pulling into the parking lot there were 4 cars sitting in front of his shop. Only one he recognized.

He didn't see any of the drivers. The lights in his parlor were on. For a Saturday evening, the rest of the strip mall would be closing or closed already. Getting out of the car he almost closed Yerni in.

"Hey, trying to get out! I'm sure you don't want me living in your car." She said.

"Sorry." He returned absently.

He crossed the lot and went in. Nikita was talking with a tall dark haired man. The nymph had a book of flash in her lap as she sat next to Goth-chic. The 'Betty-Boop' teller girl was talking with the dryad about pay as you go plans. He stood there in total confusion.

"Estephan, this is Mr. Johnson, he is wanting to tattoo his daughters footprint on his chest with a ribbon of her name on it. I showed him a few of the ones on me and he was wondering what it would cost to have it temp to show his wife before he gets it." Nikita said taking his arm.

"Do you have her footprint Mr. Johnson?" He asked feeling work slide the confusion of everything else out of the way. "I can draw a temp onto you and we can make changes as we go. But if it is your daughters' footprint, we need to get that right."

"I can get a copy of it." He replied.

"Ok then here is what I will do. $25 dollars to temp the tattoo. And if you want it permanent I will apply that to the cost to the real one. Sound fare?" He offered.

"Wow really? That would be great. When can we get started?" Mr. Johnson asked.

"We can step over here Mr. Johnson." Nikita said taking him by the arm, "Estephan has others clients waiting." She pointed towards the Nymph and Goth-chic. He turned and looked the nymph was waving him over. 'She looked better naked.' He thought. Then cringed feeling he was going to blush.

"Sir, this is Cindy, she wants a tattoo to hide scars. With the ones you have been doing for Nikita, hiding scars isn't too much of a problem right?" the nymph chimed.

"Cindy hiding scar is possible. Thou it would depend on the type and placement on the body for how well it would work and the cost involved. I am willing to do all that I can to help." He said. "Thou incorporating them into tattoo work usually looks a lot better."

"I don't know what to do. I will be leaving collage in two semesters, and Goth is not a fashion to wear to job interviews." Cindy said. "I don't want my scars to raise uncomfortable questions."

"If you would, she is going to show you to the back, and will have a look at them." He said indicating the nymph beside her. "Take any of these you like and will work from there. I won't charge you anything for the consultation. I won't take any money from you if I can't do what you want."

The teller from the bank shot a look of total disbelief at him. Mr. Johnson gave him a wave and stepped out the door. Nikita was talking to Ducici behind the counter and waved for him to come over. Yerni cut the teller off before she got a chance to say anything to Estephan. He wasn't sure whether to be thankful about that or not.

"Sir, there is a question about your hours." Ducici said.

"Excuse me. My ... Oh." He said putting his hand to his chin. "I hadn't quiet decided on that yet, why do you ask?"

"How are we to help you keep track of things if we don't know when or for how long you are going to be in the parlor, sir.." Nikita said.

"Surely you're not going to hold the same hours as the rest of the shops, are you?" Ducici asked.

"We will be here as needed for the time being. How's that work for everyone?" He said.

"Sounds good, Cindy is waiting for you in the back." Nikita said.

He nodded and walked thru the doors into the clean room. Cindy sat on the articulation table, her coat and shirt sat next to her. He stepped in and met her eyes. She relaxed somewhat, and continued to do so the longer he held her gaze.

"Cindy was telling me these three are the most like what she was hoping for." The nymph said. "I copied them out of the books already. I will leave the two of you to talk and take the books back out front."

He watched the nymph scamper out and then dropped his eyes to the flash art pieces she had handed to him. Two were vined roses, the other was an orchid. They were simpler styles, two tones not too much in the way of shading.

"These are nice, they're not hard to apply. Are you worried about how much they hurt?" He asked.

"Yes, most people I have asked say that shading hurts the most when getting inked." Cindy said.

"That is true, when you are trying to get it all done at one time. Shading would be done last, so you are tattooing over were you already injured the skin. I try not to do that kind of work, I would rather wait and do it right. So where is the scar you want to hide?"

She held both of her arms up in a defensive pose. Both of them had an odd mosaic of 1 to 3 inch scars down them. They weren't uniform but anyone looking at them could jump to the wrong conclusion, attempted suicide.

"Ok, we need to look at these from a different angle. Stand up, let your arms relax, and turn around."

"Ok, why?" she asked.

"When people see you, are you sitting in that position?" He asked. "Not likely, you will be walking or standing. I want you to be comfortable enough, when I am done, to wear a short sleeved shirt and a smile. What do you think? Willing to show a little trust in me?"

She tilted her head giving him a 'are you joking' look, but stood and did as he asked. Her scars weren't just on her arms. She had a dozen or so along the left side of her back, and from the look of them, she probably had more on her legs. He wanted to ask.

"These are old scars, hiding them shouldn't be difficult, there is the matter of how many. One or two could disappear under a tattoo, you have a few more than that. You are looking at vining roses, what if I used your scars in the vines, like it is growing in and out of your skin?" He asked. "Sit here and I will show you."

He grabbed a hand full of tattoo pencils. He looped a quick vine around the scars on her left arm, added three orchids and leaves. He put roses and thorns in the vine work of her right arm. She watched as he gently turned her arms into works of art. Even the scars that she had been so embarrassed by for so long became beautiful to her.

"Try those for a day or two, and if you want, we will schedule a longer sitting and mapping for the real tattoos. What do you think? Is this something you can live with, cause the tattoos are like the scars. They won't go away without a lot of money and discomfort. Getting one removed is a pain."

She looked like she was about to cry. He didn't know what to do. She jumped up and threw her arms around him in a huge sobbing hug. He was stunned. He didn't know whether to hug her back or just wait. She let him go.

"Thank you, yes I want to schedule that. I don't need any time to think about it. You changed how I feel about my scars in the fifteen minutes I have been here. Which is far more than anyone has done since I got them. Thank you." She said and kissed him on the cheek.

"You're welcome, I with have Nikita come in and get that set up for you."

He stepped out of the clean room to get someone, anyone, hell he didn't even know the nymphs name. Or did he, he couldn't remember. Ducici waved him over, so he went that way. She had a piece of flash sitting on the counter in front of her, it seemed a bit odd. Then it made sense, it was a color photo copy of a tattoo. Parts of it were wrong, not scaled properly, and the coloring was tacky to put it mildly.

"Jennelle wanted to know if there was anything you could do with something like this?" Ducici asked.

"Jennelle? Which girl was that?" He asked in return.

"The one in the suit type thing." She said moving her hands over herself in a descriptive fashion.

It only took a moment to realize she was talking about the bank teller. Her name was Jennelle? Her name tag said Janet. Looking at the copy; an image of her lying naked over a copy machine danced thru his mind. The tattoo was one of those over the ass bikini types. He had done three of them himself. Not this one, he would have remembered an ass like hers.

"What does she mean do something with it?" he asked.

"FOOD!" Called a tall Amazonian woman as she stepped into the parlor.

Ducici dropped her pen, Yerni bounced out of the chair she was in and Nikita just smiled at him. He gestured over his shoulder back into the clean room where Cindy was. She nodded and he walked into his privet office across the hall from the clean room. Walking around the desk he sat down looking at the unfashionable atrocity of a tattoo. Do some with it; that would be a challenge if ever there was one.

He sat looking at it, she couldn't be older than him. It was hard to tell from the copy, something about this tattoo didn't sit well with him. The colors looked faded, badly. Like the kind you would see on a Vietnam Vet that got painted while he was 'in country'. It shouldn't look like this.

He could hear Cindy still sobbingly talking with the nymph outside his door. Pushing away from the desk he was about to stand but the door opened and Nikita came in. She carried a plate of Chinese in one hand and a craft of sake in the other. His stomach growled audibly.

"I thought you were going to need food." She said.

"Yeah, and answers. I mean what is going on? Friday it was just you, now there are 4 other mythical hot women following you around. Hiding in my bathroom, my car, and where did all the customers come from? I wasn't even going to open till Monday." He blurted out.

"You going to eat and listen?" She asked.

"Yes. I'm hungry and all ears." He said.

She set the plate of Toa's down in front of him. She stepped to the side handed him chop sticks and a ceramic shot glass, for the Sake. The craft made its' way to the desk before she turned to take a seat. He pulled the sticks apart as Ducici and the nymph came in, and hadn't even managed a bite before Yerni and the sylph joined the office gathering.

"Ok, we are all here." Nikita said.

"For now." Ducici added.

"Alright, calm down. To answer your question Estephan, you are going on. They are here because of you." Nikita said as she gestured around the room. "As we talked about what tools I would need, two or three times you asked me why I had to do all of this myself. This is the mystical realms answer to those questions. Your tattoos have granted me help at doing the tasks given to me. Instead of tools to go it alone, I have friends to share the responsibilities with. As for the customers, mythical beings draw people to them, those that need their help."

"So I drew on you and the rest of you just kinda showed up?"

"Not quiet ink-man." Yerni said before Nikita had a chance to answer. "We were called on or awaked by Nikita as she needed us, right?"

Nikita looked at her sternly and Yerni sat down. "Well she is right, I didn't really mean to call so many, and I could have called even more. You have found a way for me to do so much good for the world. The trouble is, how do I keep them here once the temp tattoos wear off?"

"With our true names." Said the nymph. "If we told him our true names he could work them into the real tattoos that won't wash off."

"That might work for some of you but some of us are not as immortal as the rest of you." Ducici said.

"I would have to agree, and what of others you call. You willing to bind all of us to you forever?" Yerni added making a point to nod in the direction of the sylph.

"That would not be up to me, it would be up to Estephan and the individual in question. A true name is a powerful thing." Nikita said. "We don't know what it would do to all of us if we did it to start with."

"I would be more worried about what the Fates would have to say about it." The sylph said.

He let a chuck of chicken fall from his chop sticks as all eyes seemed to be on him. He wasn't sure which part of this needed his input. From where he sat, Nikita was in charge, the rest were just here as long as she let them be. End of story. If they wanted to stay longer they needed to pony up with some kind of promise or contract, and some way of sending them packing if they didn't keep to their end of the bargain

"What's everyone looking at me for?" He asked.

"Well as the only true mortal in this room, what is your opinion on this?" Ducici asked.

"I don't know, if any of you want to stay, you need to prove to Nikita she is better with your help then not. I am a bit interested in how many more you could call. What another five or six?" He said and stuffed chicken into his mouth.

"Fifteen, why would that matter?" Nikita asked.

He eyes went wide and he nearly choked on his food. He hadn't even finished putting the temps on yet. She could already call 19 mythical beings to aid her. This thought was cut off by a loud banging coming from the front door of the shop. Nikita put a hand up and went to find out what had someone causing such a racket at the door.

When she opened his office door again, she was gesturing someone inside ahead of her. No mistaking a police officer. He stepped in eyes going wide at the number of lovely women in the office. The guy shook his head.

"Mr. Prizton is that your two door in the lot?" He asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong officer?" Estephan asked in return.

"Some teen just slammed into it, sir. I have a wrecker on the way if you have any idea where you want it taken. Thou you might want to talk to your agent before that. It is really bad."

"And the kid? How is the kid?" He asked the Officer.

"Sir?" The officer asked.

He was out of the chair and half way across the room. "If the damage to my car is that bad. What about the other car and its' driver?"

"Well she is flipping out. Her mother is a basket case as well." He said trying to keep up with him.

He flew out to the parking lot. A green SUV was wearing his two-door like a taco shell. The thing had t-boned his car tearing it almost in two. He walked over to the car shaking his head. He pulled his keys out and popped the trunk. He grabbed a few of the cases he kept in there. He handed them to one of the women with Nikita and took the last one himself.

"Officer I doubt anyone will be able to fix that thing. Do whatever you want with it. I will need to get in the glove box, but after that its' all yours. I want copies of all the reports if you would be so kind." He said. "When the girl and her mother have calmed down I would like to talk to them if possible."

"I will see what I can do Mr. Prizton." The officer said.

As he stepped back into the tattoo parlor, an older woman was standing in the middle of the room. Nikita and the other women were giving the woman plenty of space. He could feel this could get really bad in a hurry. Stepping thru the door he closed and locked it, turning the 'back in twenty minute' sign.

"From the look of you, ma'am, you are someone of importance. Was it something I did or said that has brought you here?" He asked.

She smiled at him. "You are such an observant boy. I am here to ask a question and give an answer to one. Is this a bad time? I can come back later." The woman said.

"The Lady Atropos is one of the Fates. We are humbled by your presence." Nikita said, mostly for Estephan's benefit.




Inkwell



"Indeed I am, but you are not Estephan Prizton. Your destiny is in your own hands. Now will you answer a question for me? A question that will forever change your life." She said regally.

He looked her in the eyes, he was afraid, but this was his life and he was going to keep it. No one told him what to do, how to live. Answering a question was not going to change that.

"Ask your question, I have nothing to lose that you couldn't take from me if you chose to." He said.

"I couldn't take your soul, but that is for another discussion. My question is, do you want to live forever?" ice held every syllable of her question.

"No." he answered. "In fact hell no!"

She smiled, "Perhaps one day you will. For now you pass the tests. The higher realms have standards and your father was one of the chosen, his legacy is yours if you want it. I give all of you freedom to disclose anything to Estephan he wishes to know."

"And I am supposed to take your word on this?" He asked.

"No. You will have to take his." Lady Atropos said as she pointed towards a chair with his father sitting in it, who smiled and gave him a single wave.

It was the last straw, the room started to spin and his vision went blurry. His knees went numb, hands were at his arms but they only slowed his progress to the floor instead of preventing it. Nikita's face swam in his vision for a moment, she was trying to ask him something- tell him something. The cool wave of unconsciousness was far more insistent than she.

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"Alright drama queen, get it together." His fathers' voice droned.

He opened his eyes and looked right at the man. It was his father. Looking around he was in his own bed room once again. Nikita sat near the foot of the bed and his father stood at the right side smiling down at him. The rays of morning sun light peeked thru the window blinds.

"Boy, you done good. I didn't fare nearly as well as you have in the test. You need a drink?" His father asked. "Come on now, I don't have a lot of time to explain this to you."

"You knew about the Higher Realms?" He asked.

"Yes, I learned about them in much the same way you did. You however invited this on yourself. I just put in a good word for you. So you wanting to know how this works or have you figured that out already?" Dad asked.

"The tattoos, they are like passports, right?" he asked. "And because they can be temporary, I am in a much more favorable position?"

"How did you work that out? I haven't even had time to make you an offer." Nikita said.

"It wasn't that hard to put together, after all the others showed up 'to help you'. Coupled with the fact that you could call more, there had to be more about the tattoos then just being your tools. Am I close?"

"You, my boy, got it in one. Passports. Good way of thinking about it." Dad said. "Now you are going to be the judge for those that want to walk the mortal realm. There are going to be many that will try to buy their way into the world. It will be up to you to put rules and stipulations on those who come looking. As well as setting compensation on your work. Just like a regular tattoo."

"There is a little more to it than that." Nikita added.

"More, I am going to have who knows how many mythical beings lining up and it's up to me to charge them and set rules for them to follow? How could there not be more? I feel like I am going insane. What did I do to 'earn' this?" he asked.

"Well the short of it is, you have proven you are noble, kind, and selfless. You told no one about Nikita, even when others barged into your life, you held back telling anyone. When Yerni scared you in the car you did turn her out, and you ignored her pleas of release. When you were told about the nymph in your bathroom, you held her eyes, and didn't act improperly towards her. Dare I say Saints have not fared the test as well as you have." Lady Atropos said. "The real kicker was your car, the first thing you asked about was the driver of the other car. Not your car, you thought of someone else. I can count on one hand the mortals I have meet that would have done the same."

"My car? Was that your doing?" He asked.

"No, that was truly an accident." She said. "Would it have made a difference if it were?"

"It would have been easier for the girl and her mother." He said.

"Again you are thinking of others. Well Brant, it is time for us to go. Nikita can tell him the rest of what he needs to know. Perhaps you may be able to visit now and then." Lady Atropos said.

"Make sure you get my ink set, aye son. Lot of cool stuff in there, ok." Dad said. "Give my love to your mother. Tell her, she did a wonderful job." He faded from view.

Lady Atropos evaporated before his eyes as well. He was left alone with Nikita. He sat up in the bed and listened. There wasn't any singing, his place was completely quiet. Looking at her, all the temp tattoos were gone, she was completely clean. He looked at her wide eyed.

"What about the others? Ducici, Yerni, the nymph what happened to them?" He asked.

"Ducici is sleeping where she was. The others are in the other realm. They are willing to wait for you to give them permission to be here." Nikita said. "You are willing to let them come back?"

"They are going to help you right?" He asked in return.

"Well of course they are, I wouldn't have let they come if they hadn't."

"If you trust them then I will take your word for it." He said. "So how do we get them back?"

"You put the tattoos back on me. And I can call them back. You're going to need your pens and markers from the shop. I guess I need to get you a car then. I will be back shortly; I will pick up your fathers' ink case while I am at it, if you want it that is." Nikita said.

"Of course I want it. If you are going to get a vehicle, something a little bigger might be better. Six people in a car might be a bit crowded. Perhaps a van or SUV?" He suggested.

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Two hours later he was standing, jaw dropped, beside a black full size SUV. The tag on the thing read 'INKWELL' . Nikita stood next to him offering up the keys.

"Is this what you had in mind?" she asked.

He just nodded. He was getting used to the idea of being a spokesperson for the mortal realm. He would be able to help others, make money, and do what he loved. There could be worse ways of living. Now he was seeing some of the perks of the job, and this was one hell of a perk.

He opened the back and his entire cart-caddy was neatly sitting there. Next to it was an old style streamer trunk. It looked familiar and the 'Brant Prizton' travel tag reminded him of where he had last seen it. Buried in the basement, at his mothers' house. It was under the fake Christmas tree she wanted him to take with him when he got his own place.

"Which one do you want to take inside? I would rather deal with this one personally." She said as she got a grip on the caddy. "I almost couldn't get that thing in the truck." Nodding at the trunk.

"It's alright, I'll get the trunk." He said shaking his head.

If he remembered it right, this thing should be a heavy bitch. He lifted it out of the back, yeah it was the bitch he thought it would be. Three power supplies and at least five ink-guns, plus any number of items dad would have needed for his nook at the parlor he last worked at. Thinking about that kinda made him smile a bit.

"Where do you want to put this?" Nikita called from inside the door to his place.

"In the living room for the time being." He replied.

"Moving a girlfriend in Mr.Prizton?" a voice asked from behind him.

He set the trunk back to the ground to see who was pestering him. He went cold seeing the property manager, Debby Schurb, standing there. The woman was nice enough, to everyone else. She looked like the Pilsbury Dough Boy with tits and a dark wig.

"No he is not, I am his shofar, I am assisting Mr.Prizton with his gear." Nikita said.

She leaned down and took the other handle of the trunk and they both carried it into his place. Leaving Ms.Busybody standing dumbfounded on the sidewalk. He closed the door and looked back at Nikita. The look on her face set off a bout of laughter. It felt good. The real kicker was Debby still stood outside looking at the SUV in a mix of envy and disgust. Well fuck her, if things started working out well enough he would be out of here in a year at the most.

"OK, I needed that. Who did you want to bring back to you first, Niki?" He asked.

"If you're putting it that way, Ducici and Lyrusi. The greater the amount of time that passes the less like they were before they will be." She said.

"Ok, the dryad and the who? Why would time be a factor?" He asked.

"They are both governed by the changing seasons, nymphs and dryads. It is approaching fall, the changes in nature are subtle, but in a being of nature that change can be far greater." She said.

He could see that, those that were in tune with growing things would change with the seasons. As a personification of a tree, Ducici would show that change in appearance and personality. He gathered up the pages from the folio he had laid in the caddy.

"Which of these allowed you to call the others? We can work out how to put everything back later. For now let's just focus on who we know, alright?" He queried.

She looked thru the pages and pointed out which sets of glyphs and runes were needed. He set himself up at the coffee table. He blended them into one nice artistic rendering that would serve its purpose for the time being. After an hour or so it was on Nikita and Ducici was bouncing at the front door to be let in. Nikita opened it to the naked dryad. She looked as she did, less the clothing.

"What happened? Why am I waking back up under my tree with nothing on but a shadow?" Ducici asked in a very startled tone.

"I don't know." He replied. "Where is the nymph?"

"Check the tub." Nikita asked. "I'm sorry Ducici, I am sure we can find something for you to wear."

He walked towards the bathroom. Mewing and moans came from inside the darkened room. He walked to the door and tapped. He heard a squeak then the room went silent.

"Who is it?" The nymphs' meek voice asked.

"Estephan, are you alright in there?" He asked.

"Don't come in, I'm not ready. I need a few more minutes. Please go away. I will explain, but just go, please." She stammered.

"Nikita is here if you need help in there."

"No, I will be ok just go." She pleaded.

He looked down the hall to find Nikita and Ducici going thru his dresser to find something for her to wear. Ducici saw him and stood in a sexy pose for him. He was impressed by how lovely her body was, but confused that a tree would want to show off its curves. A loud groan echoed from the bathroom that even Nikita and Ducici heard all the way down the hall.

"What is she doing in there?" Nikita asked loudly from the other room.

"Playing with myself!" Lyrusi yelped from the dark room. "You told me I can't play with Estephan so I have to do it myself. And he is so yummy looking, are you sure I can't taste him a little bit?"

"That was before. You do know he can hear you?" Nikita asked.

"But I told him to go?" She whimpers.

"He is a mortal, where did you think he was going to go?" Ducici asked.

Silence. He was half afraid to breath. He didn't want to be rude yet he was so ready to fall over laughing. Nikita was blushing red herself. Ducici looked at the Nike with a suspicious glance. Estephan was starting to get the feeling he was not being told everything.

"So I can taste him now?" Lyrusi asked thru a crack in the door.

"That would be up to him. He doesn't answer to us." Nikita said.

She pulls the door open to reveal her nubile nymph body, "Can I have a taste of you, Master Estephan?"

"Why does she get to go first?" Ducici asked dejectedly.

"Both of you need to tone it down a little. Estephan hasn't even had a proper introduction to the both of you. I think knowing your names might go a long way in asking him to share his seed." Nikita said.

"I... um, what are you talking about?" Estephan asked. Visions of the nymph sucking him off ran wild in his head, causing an uncomfortable strain in his pants.

"Beings of nature always want to share themselves. To be savored." Nikita said.

"I would share myself with you! It has been so long." Lyrusi said.

"I want to try it too. I have never been able to till now." Ducici said.

"Are they talking about sex?" he asked in astonishment.

Both of them nodded with wide grins, "Indeed they are. Are you uncomfortable talking about it?" Nikita said.

"I don't know. I can't remember talking about sex openly with any woman before. Talking one into having sex, sure what guy hasn't? What do you mean by talking about it?" He asked red faced.

"They want to know when they can have sex with you. Appropriate times and conduct, things of that nature. What they are willing to gift you with for sharing with them." Nikita said.

He stood there in total amazement. Fantasies hardly even touched the beauty of these semi-immortal goddesses. Here he was, being asked when they could have him. Not just some hot girl, a nymph and dryad. Nikita looked at him with the same expression she had when asking him to take her commission. Like to her this was the way things were.

"I have one pressing question, are you all going to want me? Is this going to cause hard feelings amongst the group? I want all of you, even the hind, you're all the most lovely feminine beauties I have ever seen. If it is going to cause problems I won't touch any of you that way." He said fighting his urges to throw the nymph on the floor and fuck her cross-eyed.

"You set the rules here. We are guests in the mortal realm. None of us would feel badly about who got what. Thou I do think that anyone of us would feel very poorly if we asked and were denied without reason." Nikita said.

"You want sex too?" He asked.

"Oh yes! You have no idea how hard it was not to quiver with need as you painted those tattoos on the first time. Sex is truly the finest of all unions. You are my Patron in the mortal realm, we would like to give you something of equal value as compensation. The idea that this is enjoyable for both parties is a bonus." Nikita said, the other two smiled and nodded.

"Ok." He said.

Knock, knock, knock. "Mr, Prizton Can we have a word with you sir?" a voice called from the front door.

"Damnit, just when things were getting somewhere." He cursed as he headed to the front door.

Opening the door a police officer was standing a few steps infront of Ms. Schurb. She had an evil grin on her face that said 'ha ha, I got you'. He recognized the officer from earlier this evening, with his car. The officer looked at him with recognition as well.

"Yes Officer, please step inside. How may I assist you today. Did the girl and her mother make it home safely?" He asked as he gestured for the officer to come in.

"A neighbor called to report a nude woman running around, they say she ran in to your apartment." He said tilting his head slightly in the direction of Ms.Schurb.

"It was my fault sir." Ducici called from behind him. "I didn't mean to run out side."

"And you are?" the officer asked.

"Ducici Oakwood, I work for Mr.Prizton. We were opening a case of solvent. It got on my cloths and started to burn. I took them off and ran for the bathroom to wash it off. I was not paying attention and ran out the back door. Which locked behind me." She explained. "I will pay a fine if there is one. I didn't mean to really."

"Mr. Prizton, what kind of solvents do you have in here?" The officer asked wearily.

"Isotropic Alcohol, and it is a good thing it was here and not in my car." Estephan said.

"Iso... what?" he asked.

"Here you go sir." Nikita said as she handed him a bottle. "It is used to clean and sterilize the ink wells and needles, before they go thru the autoclave."

Officer Wright looked at the warning labels. Flamable, can cause burning to those with sensitive skin. Store cool environment out of direct sun light. Before he had a chance to ask, Estephan took out his materials handling certification and handed it to Officer Wright.

"It was delivered here by mistake, the SUV is here to load up, and transport it to the parlor." Nikita said.

"Ok. I get the picture. No more streaking Ms.Oakwood. We'll call this one a warning, Mr.Prizton I don't need to tell you what not to do. Oh, this is for you as well sir." Wright said, handing his Cert-card back as well as handing him a business card. "Good day to you ladies, and you sir."

"Thank you officer. If you find yourself in need of a tattoo. Please stop and see me." Estephan said.

After Officer Wright had left all of them sighed and giggled. They were getting really good at baffling them with bullshit. He looked at the business card, Nelson Realty, family owned and operated for forty years. He turned the card over, 'Thank you, call about replacing your car. Tomas'.

He slid the card into his wallet with his other cards and looked at the three women standing there. At some point all three of them had shed whatever clothing they had been wearing. All three of them had a 'come hither' look on. He was ready to fall into the group when someone started bang at the front door again. They faded from view. He reached for the door, looking thru the peep hole. It was Ms. Fucking busy body Schurb.

"What can I do for you?" He asked.

"You can get those hussies out of my complex." She said snidely. "You might be able to pull one over on that dumb fuck of a cop but I am on to your game, Mr.Pimp. You can get your hooker sluts out of here, and don't think you are going to renew your lease bucko. Sick pervert."

She stalked off towards the office. A crowd of his neighbors shook their heads. He couldn't tell if it was at her or him. He let the door close without saying a word. It would have to wait, he was looking forward to some bonding time with his female house guests. First however it would appear he was going to have to find them. He searched the whole apartment, didn't find any of them.

He looked out the front window. The SUV still sat in his parking spot. The caddy and trunk still sat open in the living room. He felt a little foolish when he tried call them out of their hiding places the way one might try to coax a cat out for under the bed. He sat down heavily in the chair. His stomach growled, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he last ate.

He walked into the kitchen and started rifling the leftovers. He thought about how busy he was going to be come tomorrow. He had Mr.Johnson coming in for the temp, Cindy would be coming in for the body map. He still hadn't sat down to see what he could do about Jennelle's obnoxious tattoo.

A knock at the door once again, he went to the door and opened it without checking first. To his amazement, Ducici was standing there with a tall older man that looked very confused. He was wearing a jacket the screamed burn me, which meant one of two things. Homeless or Realtor. Ducici smiled.

"Mr. Prizton this is Mr. Nelson. As requested you wanted a meeting?" She said.

"Ah yes?" He said eyeing Ducici questioningly. "Please come in Mr. Nelson."

"Tomas, thank you...um?" He said as he extended his hand.

"Estephan, How is your daughter and wife?" He asked.

"Again, you are more worried about them more than your car. Officer Wright told me about your concern about their wellbeing more than the loss of your vehicle. I can't say I would be as calm." Tomas said.

"I lost my father young Tomas, things are just things. Family and people are impossible to replace. My assistant has pulled you from your loved ones and I must apologize. I would like to talk to you at length about a couple of things. But today may not be the best time, can you come by my parlor on Tuesday?"