The Halflings and the Mage
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Chapter Three
Although Dana tried to scream and stop me, it was obvious that he had been abused before. He was very tight and it felt good inside him. Having Dogma's monster cock being forced down his throat prevented even a whimper out of him. After having all our cocks inside his tight hole several times he was almost faint when I called a halt. The massive amount of Essence that had been deposited inside him would soon sooth his pains and open his mind.
As I said before pain is good for a Mage to experience. Rage within him can open doors more easily. He wouldn't hate me for what we did to him, he knew as a slave it was my right to use him as I did.
I gave him a light sleeping potion. It would allow his body and brain absorb the Essence more easily. Without the spell that stopped his growth, I hoped too it might give him a growth spurt, although wasn't expecting much so soon. I left him and went down to my inner sanctum, a bee was buzzing in my head.
I read a lot of tombs, not sure what I was looking for. I was sure I would know when I found it.
There was another "Seeing" spell, but it allowed one to look within. It also allowed the user to manipulate the organs inside someone. I noted there was a paragraph that said to be very careful and that the spell would not allow you to harm ones self.
That could be very useful. I memorized the spell but didn't invoke it.
Tired finally went to my quarters and lay beside Dana. He rolled over and cuddle up close to me. His warm body and feeling of love put me quickly to sleep.
Dana seemed to be back to normal when I woke up. We both went down and washed before eating a real big breakfast. He didn't look like he had grown any, but would I'm sure over time.
"Dana from now on if any Halfling asked to use you, you will agree. The more Essence your body has to absorb the better it is for you. You can do the duties I assigned you and then come to the central hall."
"Yes Master."
I patted him on his bottom and sent him on his way.
I sent a telepathic message to all the Halflings in the castle that Dana was now my apprentice. They could use him, but not to hurt him in any way.
I was sure Dana would have lots Essence inside him all the time.
Emrie was in deep concentration when I met him in the great Hall. I touched his shoulder. He was looking at another town. I moved with him as he explored. There were a lot more people working here than the other. There also wasn't a Fort or any women that we could see. There were a lot of younger men working.
"Good lot of Slaves there Emrie."
That brought him out of his trance. "Sorry Sire. I was just looking at the other towns. This last one here is much bigger than one we will attack, but I found no women at all. It appears to be a mill town. Logs are brought from the other Villages to be cut and piled. As you said there are many possible slaves available.
"We can hit it after we take down the City."
"Where is Dogma?"
"He is with the Army Sire."
He hadn't asked, but it was his place. I'd think of something to use as a mild reprimand.
"So the boy is a Mage for sure Sire?"
"Yes Emrie. I'm very sure. His Father was a fairly high level Mage. I'll teach him to hate those who killed his father and Mother."
"Hate is a powerful emotion Sire. It will open many doors to him."
"And he will be easier to train. But first we must fatten him up. He so damn skinny." I laughed.
"Well I think having a stomach or butt full of Essence all the time will help considerably." Emrie chuckled.
"Where is the Army now?"
Emrie pointed to the map. Still a few days from the City, but they were moving fast.
We sat on one of the large leather couches just talking generalities.
I took Emrie down into the bowels of the castle. We walked onto the cell level.
"We will move all slaves down here until they are trained in their duties. The women we take we will confine to one of the empty barracks. Each will be given a room where a Halfling can use them for a week or more or until they are with child."
Then we can keep them under watch in a separate Barracks. Some may try to end their lives knowing they carry a Halfling child. In time all will accept. There are several spells I can teach you as well Emrie that will assist you."
"You I place in charge of our breeding program Emrie."
"With Dogma the head of my Army and you in charge of increasing its strength, soon we will have an Army that none can oppose."
"Sire, why is there no Elves in those villages. I saw only Humans and Dwarfs."
"Simple Emrie. The Elves are the teachers and statesmen, politician etc. The Dwarfs do most of the heavy labor and the Humans are tradesmen. Each are happy in their roll and it seems to work for them. They will soon find out that whatever they do they can not escape the wrath of my Army."
"I would like some Elvin slaves Sire."
"Elves make terrible slaves Emrie. They are very hard to train and won't work unless under a very strong spell."
"I don't want them as workers Sire. I want to just use them as they used us before just executing us. I want my revenge on the Elves Sire."
I laughed.
"You shall have it Emrie. That I promise. Do you have a particular one in mind? You didn't ask for just any Elvin slave. I can see it in your mind Emrie."
"I want Halima, third Son of Ishshaalla."
"You are aiming pretty high Emrie. Elves are very hard to take. They have the ability to negate magic used on them."
"I know Sire I already tried to get him."
Elves aged at a far slower rate than Humans or Dwarfs. Halima, was almost 40 in Human terms, yet to the Elf he was still a boy or juvenile. He would be the easiest of the Elvin Kings Sons to grab, but would still be very difficult and once we had him his ability to see and know would mean I would have to bind him with wards to protect our castle and knowledge of our Army from him."
His Father could very well teleport him back as soon as it was noted he was missing.
"I will think on this Emrie."
"Thank you Sire."
"Now how about we bring a couple more slaves. One for you and one to replace Dana. When he has filled out, we can bring one for him as well."
"I think I know two that would suit us Sire." He turned to head to the great Hall.
"Emrie, you have visited that village where you saw these two?"
"Yes Sire."
"Then the village is still in your mind. Just think about it and you will be there." I touched his shoulder.
We were both inside the larger town. There were many more working here than in the small one we would attack. Logs were off loaded and then cut up, piled to dry. In another wide area lumber was being loaded on wagons by a large assortment of men under the supervision of several Dwarfs. To me it looked like those loading were slaves. Did the Dwarfs use human slave labor now? That might work out to our advantage later.
We approached two young men. Slavery was reinforced when I saw both were chained together. Both were very well muscled. Both were Human, although due to the dirt and grim on both it was hard to tell what race of Human they were.
The Dwarf overseers called a halt to the loading. The two young men moved behind a pile of stacked lumber and sat down. One lifted a earthen gourd to his lips. There was pop and both were on the butts in front of us. The earthen gourd crashed to the floor and broke. One looked like he was about to scream so I silenced him.
"If you both do exactly as told, no harm will come to you."
"You no longer need those chains." A gesture and they dropped away. Both rubbed the wrist where it was bruised by the manacle.
Both were very dirty and both smelled.
I signaled for two Halflings.
"Take these two and have washed and groomed. Bring them to my study when you are done."
"Yes Sire."
I noticed in all that one of the young men had never spoken. The other was crying, not knowing who we were or their fate.
"Well they should work out fine Emrie. Come along we will wait for them in more comfortable surroundings."
We sat in my study waiting. The big fire warming us as we sipped on a flagon of fine elderberry ale.
"Emrie, I am going to teach you a few spells so you may control the slaves we bring over more easily. The silence spell is most effective in stopping them from yelling. I will also add some stronger attack spells to your staff. Just be careful you don't use them inside the castle."
"I'd like to burn that village to the ground,"
"Later Emrie."
"I know Sire. I will not do anything without first asking you."
"That is not what I said Emrie. You may do anything you wish with the Human, Elves, or Dwarfs. Just wait until we have destroyed their army. Then you may have a free hand in dealing with them."
"Thank you Sire."
It was quite a while before the Halflings showed the two young men into my study.
"I believe Sire that this one is mute. He hasn't spoken a word."
"He's not mute. The Elf did something to him when he refused to do something. They use their spells for punishment." The other boy blurted out.
"Come over here both of you."
Both young men were different in both coloration and size. The one that had spoken up was obviously from the Desert Kingdom of Salinas. He was real dark brown, almost as dark as a Negro. The other was blonde, very blonde. I figured him to from the Kingdom of the Sea Gallitzin. I laid a hand on the shoulder of the one that didn't speak.
No matter. Both were just human slaves.
"You both are now slaves in my household."
"What is your name boy and how old are you?"
There was a look of real defiance in his eyes.
"To me you are both just Human slaves with absolutely no value except for what you will do for me. Failure to carry out any order and believe your punishment will be far greater than a lowly elf could ever do.:
"Now, what is your name and how old are you boy?"
"Gallus Master. I am 19 Master."
Was that so difficult Gallus?"
"No Master."
"You boy, what is your name and age?"
"Handun Master. I am 21 Master."
"Handun, you are man servant to my Consort. Fail him once and his punishment may be far greater than mine."
"Yes Master. I will obey my new Master."
"Gallus, you are now my man servant."
"Yes Master."
"Well Emrie are you satisfied?"
"Yes Sire. He will do for now. Come along Handun. I will begin your teachings. By your leave Sire." Emrie left with Handun following.
Come over here closer Gallus." I stood as he approached me.
I placed a hand on his shoulder, but could detect nothing within but that of a normal Human. I ran my hand down over his chest. He had very firm teats. When I touched one he took in a breathe. I continued down over his visible abs and gripped his cock.
"Master." Was all he said.
I was about to grip his balls when a blood curdling scream came from Emrie's quarters.
I chuckled. I knew what lesson the slave was learning. When I looked at Gallus he had no expression on his face.
I sat back down.
"Sit here beside me Gallus."
When I ran my hand down his back he winced. "Are you in pain Gallus?"
"It is from the camp Master."
"Turn around."
When he did, I saw his back, ass and upper thighs covered in welts, some still very red, showing where the skin had been cut.
Who did this Gallus?"
"The Dwarf guards Master. If you don't work hard enough you get punished."
"How long have you been a slave Gallus?"
"Since I was 12 Master. A raiding party attacked our village. After they killed all the men, they took most of the women and children. I have been a slave since then."
The world that I knew had changed drastically since I was in Southland. Raiding parties, slavery, Elves using magic to control slaves. My world had degenerated. I vowed to bring all of the old world back.
"Stand still Gallus."
His eyes got huge as he watched my hand take on a light blue glow. I ran it over his back, butt and thighs. All the old scars and cuts disappeared with my touch.
If he hadn't guessed before, he knew now he was in the presents of a very powerful Mage. He dropped to his knees with his head on the floor. His body trembled.
"Stand up Gallus. I will not hurt you." He stood before me. He was a very good looking young man. I would definitely enjoy all of soon.
"Gallus, as my slave you will keep this room and my bedchamber spotless. You will empty the chamber pots and make sure they are cleaned daily. You will also wash whenever it is necessary, including first thing each morning as you assist me. When you are not in my bed, you will sleep at the foot of my bed, in case I need you."
"Yes Master."
You will eat with the troops. You need not worry they might use you, as my Slave they know you are not to be touched."
"Yes Master."
"You are very calm Gallus."
"Master, I have been a slave a long time. You have not asked me to much more than I am used to. All the Dwarfs used us slaves. Master I do not think Handun will cooperate. The Elf Slave Master silenced him when he refused to work. He changed a little when he was chained to me, because I was punished along with him if he didn't work. He says he shouldn't be a slave and rants about his brother selling him."
I was about to order Gallus to service me, when his stomach growled.
"Are you hungry Gallus? Well come along. We will eat."
I got up and headed out of my study. I knew he would just follow. He had been a slave a long time. I'm sure he knew his position.
He ate like he might never eat again and consumed a fair amount of food. He also drank a flagon of ale.
"Feeling better."
"Yes Master."
"Good, now you can service me."
In a moment he had my cock in his mouth. I wasn't even hard, but his hot mouth and lips soon had me as hard as stone. He tried, but the best he could do was six inches inside his talented mouth. He tried and tried to get more of me and looked frustrated that he couldn't do what he knew I wanted.
"In time Gallus you will learn. Now do what is comfortable."
I sat back and enjoyed as Gallus worked my thick cock. I loved the feeling of a warm mouth on my cock and I suppose it is one of the things I missed from the old world. Then I need only ask and any young man would have gladly sucked me off. Such was the life of a mage.
I let him suck me for almost an hour before I deposited my Essence inside him. He never missed a drop and even jacked my cock to get the few beads that oozed from me when he lifted off. He sat back with a satisfied grin.
"Was it okay Master? I will try to get more of you Master."
"It was fine Gallus."
"Now you can run along and do your assigned duties Gallus."
"Yes Master."
"Wish Handun was as cooperative. Gallus seemed to almost enjoy what he was doing Sire."
"I will speak to Handun. Gallus believes he might have been shanghaied into slavery."
"You inform the raiding party I will speak to them as well. Prepare them, it is almost time."
"Yes Sire."
I left Emrie and went to his quarters, Handun was sitting on the bed, tears streamed down his face. He stood as I entered.
His back, ass and thighs were criss crossed with many more scars and cuts than Gallus. I told him to stand still while I repaired them. It was obvious after I was finished that he now knew I was a very high level Mage. He looked very scared.
"Sit and tell me how you became a slave Handun."
Never in recorded history had I heard such a story. Handun had been drugged and sold to a passing caravan. He had been taken to the Capital of the Great Kingdom and sold at auction. Because he was so uncooperative he had been resold many times, finally ending up in that logging camp. The Elves controlled the Slave trade. So the new world was now being divided along race lines. Most of the slaves were human.
It had taken almost a thousand years to bring real peace to this world and in just a hundred years since the demise of the Mages it had gone back to the old ways. Well I would force it back into my way even I had to kill half the population of the Twelve Kingdoms.
"Handun, I have no feelings for any Human, Elf or Dwarf, but this I will promise. If you fully cooperate with my Consort and do all he asks, I will put you back on your Throne and you can watch as all the Essence is drained from your treacherous brother. It will not be soon, but I vow it will happen." "Handun, my Consort can be very generous, but you must make him like you. Give him what he wants and I'm sure you both will be happier."
"I promise Master to try."
"That is all I ask Handun. It's all I ask."
I didn't tell him his fate if he continued to refuse.
Emrie had even less regard for humans than I did.
I headed down to the Armory. When I arrived about 25 men were in the half stages of getting ready. The Dwarf Halflings wore a heavy breastplate and armor on there arms. Most wore a heavy helm as well. They wore nothing below the waist, so their stout legs were unencumbered and it allowed them quick free movements.
They all wore a belt to hold up a water bottle and a small sack containing items they liked to carry into battle. All had been given a small flask of healing potion.
Most also carried a long knife or short sword on their belt. They carried the battle axe as their primary weapon.
The Elvin Halflings wore no armor at all save a wrist band to protect their wrist from their bow string. They too wore a belt with a small sack and a double edged blade. Their weapon was the compound bow and poison tipped arrows. They had been known to hit targets to 600 yards. The poison didn't kill, but paralyzed the victim allowing the Elves to dispatch those while their victim watched.
They also wore a headband of silver or gold, to keep their hair from ruining their aim.
I stood and waited for them to finish getting ready. Emrie joined me as I watched.
"I believe your new slave will cooperate now. If not have him drained of his Essence and leave his body for the wolves."
"Thank you Sire."
After they were ready Emrie and I inspected them. Some I knew more closely than others. We had shared Essence.
"There have been some changes to your orders. I doubt you will find any children, but if you do they will be spared. The women I believe are there to entertain the men. You may of course use them as well. However before you leave this village all will be put to the sword. There may be an Elf in charge. If you find him you sever his head and hang him so his Essence runs out on the ground. Put his head on a pole. Lastly, there may be Human slaves in the town. They will be spared and moved here."
"I will honor the bounty."
That brought smiles to all their faces.
"Are you sure Sire. It will make the Army fight much harder."
"It will also show the Army what happens when they fight against us. It is done."
I closed my eyes and pictured the village in my mind. I said the words of the mass teleportation spell. There was a swirl of wind and dust as the air moved to fill the gaps left by the raiding party.
I opened my eyes.
"Come Emrie we watch from someplace more comfortable." The bounty I had mentioned really wasn't a bounty at all. All it meant was that the troops I sent out could do to the human, elves and dwarfs exactly the same as was done to them if they were caught.
A Halfling captured by the Humans, was first abused usually by the entire party, before he was castrated and then had his head cut off. The original idea was that by castrating the Halflings they couldn't sire children even in the after life.
All I did was tell my attackers to treat the enemy the same way. Getting castrated was the least of their worries. I'm sure everyone in that village would be hacked to pieces by my attackers. Halflings had long memories.
Dana was doing what I had instructed him to do. He was learning to read and write the ancient script that most spells were written in. I had given him a mild learning spell and paper and stylus. He was sitting at one of the desk in my study, slowing writing script. Looking I knew it might be years before he got it correct, but he needed it so I left him to it.
The attack by the raiding was swift and methodical. The small garrison died first. Most hacked to pieces in their sleep. Then the raiders spread out attacking each house or quarters. Just hacking Human and dwarf as they were found.
The Elf Slave Master had been taken in his sleep. He along with both guards were castrated and then beheaded. The Slave master was nailed to his front door the stump of his neck facing down to drain his Essence on the ground. His head placed on a pole in front of his quarters.
It was all over in less than hour. The few women found were then abused by the Dwarf Halflings. Most died getting the monster cocks shoved inside them. Later they were quickly killed.
We could have teleported them back then, but decided to wait for the approach of the Army. They would fire the village before we teleported them back.
"A good nights work Emrie. The Emperor will not be pleased."
"Do you think he will dispatch the Grand Army?"
"Emrie the Grand Army is spread out in all the twelve kingdoms. It will months if not years to gather them together. By then more Cities will have fallen to our Army and many more Humans, Elves and Dwarfs will be dead."
"We will soak the ground with their Essence."
"Master, I don't feel good. I ache all over." Dana said.
"Come here Son."
As soon as I touched him I knew what was happening. I scooped him up in my arms.
"Later Emrie." I headed directly to my inner sanctum. I gently lay him on the couch. I mixed a potion to ease his pain and make him sleep.
"Drink this Dana." He immediately dropped off.
I had expected Dana to grow, but not like this. It appeared like every part of his young body was growing at the same time even as I watched. I could see how painful it would have been and was very glad he was sleeping through it.
Not only were his bones growing, muscle and tissue on those bones increased. His cock grew to almost 7 inches and his balls doubled in size. Everything about him was changing. For several hours it went on until all movement within him stopped. I let him sleep.
Dana would sleep for several hours. I walked over to my study next to my Sanctum. Poured myself a drink and sat to relax. If I could figure out or find out who Dana's Father was I could tailor his training.
I sat back thinking. Then I felt the cold wind on my neck and another presence in my study. The presence was so strong I couldn't move.
"Who, what?"
"Do not be afraid Golddolf, I mean you no harm. I am the Spirit Spell of Elrick, Dana's Father. Before I was taken from him I put most of my spirit into Dana. I stopped his growth to prevent the Elves from detecting any Magic in the boy. I also dulled his memories, leaving him only the memory of his last 17 years. Dana is 25 and from the looks of what you have done, will be a strong young man."
"Dana has all my memories buried in his mind plus all of my spells, although to remember them he will need much coaching and training. I am very glad Golddolf it was you who found him."
"Teach him Golddolf and train him as you would your own Son. Show him how this world of ours has dropped into anarchy. In Time, he will love you as he did me and together you can return this world of ours to its former glory and peace."
I woke up. Was it a dream, for reasons unknown to me I knew it was more than a dream. Elrick, I ninth Level Mage, the second most powerful mage in the former 12 kingdoms was Dana's Father and not only that Dana had his father Memories. I would have to tread very carefully as I trained the young Adult.
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