Chapter 6 - Fuel the Inferno

Raenbu stood on the wall of the castle, balanced on his toe claws, his eyes wide and blue. Betty was on his back with a hand over his eyes. But rather it didn't hinder his vision. Instead, the transparent hand tinted the whole world blue, and made visible all the magical tripwires and trap circles the 'Master-maker' had placed on his castle-keep.

Betty had called him a 'paranoid fuck', but considering Raenbu was seriously contemplating killing the man for seizing Galatea, perhaps the paranoia was justified.

"Left" Betty whispered in Raenbu's ear, kissing him on the jaw line as she did. He shuddered. The blue-goo-girl was 'wearing' him, though Raenbu thought it the reverse. Her body thinned and stretched over the Dragon-kin's body like a tunic, hugging every fold and spike and crease of his body.

He turned and moved past a door to a patch of wall that was unwarded. His draconic hearing could feel the flow of air. "Wait here." Betty slide off and through the crack.

Raenbu exhaled as he waited, looking to the side where he KNEW there was a hidden sigil. His eyes focused and widened and dilated and narrowed, like a spyglass lens trying to focus. He saw a smudge where he remembered a trip where when the door he'd passed opened.

"Come on!" Betty hissed, and Raenbu followed
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"That's your nefarious plan?" Galatea questioned.
"I hardly call it nefarious." The old man's voice laughed
"Construct Eugenics, I recall was your term, Master." Rigo pipped in, coughing.
"Shut up, Riggy" Petros chided. "Go crumble somewhere else."
"Arrogant Antique!" Rigo replied and there was the sound of straining metal. "I'll gag you with something foul if you don't keep quiet."
"Rigo." The old maker growled. "Let go of him."
There was the sound of a body going slack and Petros laughed under his breath, then howled in pain.
"Do not test me, Petros." The old man again "I am not to be slighted."

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Raenbu was pale, or rather pink, his reddish skin didn't allow the palor a human would have in his situation. Betty was skipping forward into what was clearly a harem room designed around the 'Persian' ideal. From the sunlit corners of the rooms, women strode, slide, stepped, and oozed into view.

"Ladies! We have ourselves a fuckin' miracle!" Betty announced. "Now I told you gals I was gone for good, till I found somone who could help us get ourselves unhinged from old man fuggy and his crumbling cunt-punter." Raenbu flushed red at Betty's language, and instead tried to focus on the women around him.

There was a soft pink girl who looked barely old enough to be called a lady, her pigtails looked like soft clouds and she smelt of candyfloss. She smiled at him meekly and winced at every profanity Betty spouted. She sat on her knees, which blurred together.

Near her a glossy black woman with a whipcord frame stood proud, but leaned against the wall for stability. Her licorice black eyes bored into Raenbu, but under the judgemental gaze, the Dragonkin felt a desperate spark of hope.

Behind them a yellow-green woman lay on her stomach, apple bottom up in the air and rocking back and forth. Her short curls hid her eyes, but through them Raenbu could see her hungry gleam.

"And turns out I'm not a 'lying, short sighted, bitch', cause not a mile outside of this keep; help found me. This guy, Raen and his lovely, juicy dick Bu, have been so gracious to offer us his aid. Cause the golden girl Rigo grabbed was his gal-pal."  Raenbu blushed as she decribed his dick and his eyes continued over the women.

When Betty was air quoting, a lithe purple girl with hair like leaves and 'tattoos' like vines fliped her the bird. She had boozy scent Raenbu could detect through the myriad of odurs he was tasting in the air. She smiled though, when she met Raen's eyes and leaned back, one leg bent and the other out so her soaking sex was clear for him to see.

She winced when a rose red girl kicked her in the shin.The red girl had translucent flesh thick in some places like sheets of taffy, which formed a demi cup corset around her waist. She winked at the dragon boy and her cherry-red lips perked up into a knowing smile.

Eyes locked on Bu, a pale yellow woman who looked more solid than the rest licked her lips. She had brownish bruises on her arms and legs, and she sat cross legged, so her flaccid member was visible.

"And here's the kicker." Betty kept expounding. "You might notice I'm looking a lot better than I did when I left. No coincidence that I brought Raen back with me." The thumbed over her shoulder and Raenbu snapped his wandering gaze to her blue digit. "His balls are damn near FULL of super goo, and he's got free-magic in his voice."

Raenbu saw a girl turn to gossip openly with another. She had a golden luster that reminded him of Galatea, but her flowing features were not of gold, but of honey, or maybe syrup? She spoke in babbling quick words that Raenbu could only half hear.

She spoke with a woman the pink-yellow of southern fruits, who had short blades of hair kept short about her brow. Where the other girls were smooth, and hair less, she clearly had soft downy fuzz, where a normal woman might have hair. Her fingers were playing over the mons of her sex and a soft smell carried, and mingled with the rest. Her perky breasts jumping with every self-ministration.

Listening to the conversation was a sharp eyed girl, yellow and bald headed, her features were sharp and her muscles as defined as Galateas, but she had none of the 'plumpness' Galatea had, and the citric scent she was putting out seemed to keep the other smells in check. She fingered herself shamelessly and pressed her lips together at Raenbu.

"I've got more goop in me than I can use right now." She held her milky blue tits in her hands. "Yeah, its that pure. So I'mma share with the girls who are too tired to fuck Bu without melting." At least half the girls relaxed at the words. "The rest of you, best do it quick. We've got some old-schools to save."

Twin girls the color of milk chocolate stood up together, their bodies were connected by soft runnels that seemed to pulse between them. "So how do we decide who goes first?" Said one. "I mean we can't draw straws."

A woman with curves that defied pi and looked to be carved from buttercream held up a hand. "If I may suggest, we let the lad decide?" Her voice was soft and matronly, and held some manner of command behind it.

A freckled green girl with wide hips threw her arms wide, soft tits bouncing. "How's that gonna work? Boys so hard He can't decide. Plus he probably wants his own girl first." Raenbu looked down, and his dick was hard as steel. He felt a cool hand on his shoulder and her turned.

Dark eyes as cool as a winter morning looked into his. Purple black breasts that smelt of heady fruit pressed against his back. "I zink, I should take za initative, for ze sake of time."

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Galatea wished she could fire directed energy from her eyes. Just so she could incinerate the smug look of the 'Maker's' face. He had removed the blindfold once he determined that she could not do exactly that.

"Such fire!" He laughed. "Petros, you should be feel so lucky." 

"I'm not going to touch her." The black golem growled. Galatea had finally got a look at Petros and was mixed in her opinions. On the one hand she wondered where he'd been all her life. The man looked like he was carved from polished obsideon. Every inch of him was gleaming, and his limp cock was a match for Raenbu's erect, except that it was as smooth as the rest of him. His runes seem to be under the 'glass' layer of his skin and spun as they carried out functions wihtin him. 

The other feeling was pity. Petros was crucified to the wall with spikes made of the same material that had knocked out Galatea, and his body was futility trying to repair the damage caused by the nails. There were also chains binding the obsidean man in place, but they were a far second to those nails.

"I don't need for you to touch her," The withered old man laughed. "I just need to get what's in those balls." He smacked a staff with a base of golem-bane-steel against Petros's crotch and he groaned in pain. "Into this cunt." He spun the staff back and smacked Galatea exactly there. "And I've got plenty of girls willing to carry it there."
 
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Raenbu was on his back, his wings wide and flat beside him. The pillow was soft as a cloud, but barely noticed. The plum purple grinding on his cock had his focus. She was groaning in anticipation as she slide forward and back, the plated vein of Bu spreading the folds of her fruity sex as she 'warmed up'. 

"Zo varm," her accent was thickish. "Betti, yoo are zure 'e can take eet?" She called over to where the blue girl was letting the others gently nurse on her breasts.

"Take nothing!" Betty laughed. "Bu gives and GIVES, Petia." The plum girl cocked her head, then looked down as Raenbu grabbed her by the hips. "And you're gonna get it, now." 


"Oh are you ever." Raenbu spoke with the power and it thrilled every girl in the room with energy. He plunged into Petia and she reveled in the heat of his cock. There was a chill pressure around his dick, like a chill glove that only served to tingle every inch of him.  He growled and rocked his hips back and forth, streching the walls of her vagina and starting a runnel of violet nectar down his cock. Raenbu closed his eyes and focused on the feeling.

She gasped and gripped Raen's shoulders, the folds of her sex dripped and drizzled and melted over his cock. He pushed up onto his feet, bridging with his back. She howled loud and Raenbu felt the chill pressure ebb to a sort of current. It felt like swirly kisses around his shaft, pressing in and twisting, with smacking lips.

"Tavi! Vhat Ze Fak!?" Petia yelled. Raenbu opened his eyes and boggled at the sight before him. Petia's stomach was bulging out, and a wicked smile winked at Renbu from within. The lemon-yellow girl was kissing Raenbu's cock, inside of Petia, at the same time that the plum girl was fucking him with her warming cunt. The lemon girl held up her hand and mimed talking, but Raenbu almost laughed when a voice came out.

"You finally warmed up enough, and we can't wait for you to waste time on solid-style fucking." Tavi swallowed his cock and the mouth in her hand pursed while the fingers flailed. "OH Damn that is something. 

Raenbu gasped as the two goo girls worked into counter rhythm, Petri rising and pulling from the base of his shaft, while Tavi swallowed down and pressed her tongue between Bu's ridges. Petri slammed down and stretched herself around his cock, while Tavi sucked upwards, her lips forming a seal around his cock.
 
The back with forth , up with down, Cowgirl blow job lasted a minute before Raenbu growled loud.

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Down in the dungeon, Galatea's ears twitched, the echo from outside the door too faint for humans, and Rigo was preoccupied.
 
"Where did she get this refreshment of power?" The mage's eyes were focused on the runes around her navel. "Rigo."
"There was a dragon-kin with her, a young male." Rigo added, nervous. "I disposed of him." He concluded.
"A dragon-kin?" The mage spun around. "And you didn't bring him?" 
"I didn't have the chains to-" The mage struck him hard and chips of Rigo's face clattered against the dungeon wall. 
"Then bring me a BODY. GO. NOW. Take the Slephid." Rigo didn't wait for the words to stop echoing against the walls. He was gone and up the stairs.

Galatea started to smile, but the mage put his staff under her chin, eyes on fire.
"IF you think, for a second, that I am vulnerable without Rigo around. You, are mistaken."
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Tavi had removed herself from Petri, sporting a violet 'wig' of tight curls. Both of them a deeper hue and more vibrant in colour. The  grape girl sauntered up, her curves tight and lithe.  Necter dripped from her sex and her eyes were locked on Raenbu. Suddenly the chocolate twins stood in her way, back to back one leering at Raenbu, the other glaring at the grape girl.

"Babirye." the Grape girl looked at the slightly larger twin. "Nakato" to the one beside her.
"Selva" They chorused back.
There was a moment of silence. Then a smile broke across their faces, and the three of them turned to look at Raen, who was sitting with a smile; their eyes tracked down to Bu, who was standing proud. 

Nakato moved toward him first, Babirye catching up to her. Their hands started on his arms, they smiled and spoke in dusky tones.
"You should have seen your face when they started on you." Naka cooed as their hands crept up to Raenbu's shoulders.
"Eyes wide; gasping for air." Babi whispered while the twins eased around him, one hand of each creeping down to wrap toward his dick.
Selva loomed over Bu, smiling. She looked at the Dragonkin. "We wanna see if we can make you look like that again." the chocolate girls wrapped their fingers around Bu's shaft, perfectly laced and making the dragon-kin gasp. "and again." They aimed the head of the dragon dick at Selva's snatch. The chocolate girls leaned in close as Selva lowered herself till the tip touched the entrance to her sopping wet vagoo. "and Again," The twins whispered into Raen's ears, in stereo as Selva plunged onto Bu while the twins gripped and flex and dind't let go. Their wrists slid into Selva's thighs and kept jerking and pumping his meat while Selva 's sex swallowed Bu whole. Raenbu howled loud.

(I've been neglecting Galatea, I'll rectify that next chapter)