Chapter 541: Not Going To Happen
Amira was leaning over the arm of the love seat as she struggled to take Laz as deeply as she could in her mouth, forcing herself deeper and deeper. It didn’t help that she was distracted by Brittany’s wet fingers constantly entering and stretching her before pulling them out again to complete the process.
First one finger.
Then two.
By the time she got to four, Amira could barely focus on her task.
"Amazing... The body of one of you infect.... chosen... it’s just so... strong..." Brittany said at one point, finally having regained her ability to stand.
"I can’t.... it’s.... too much...." Amira moaned.
"Oh baby doll, this is nothing compared to the main event. A normal woman would have taken weeks to reach this step... but you are hardly normal...." Brittany said before going for the full five fingered fist.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH..." There was a deep moan under that scream, one that came from some place dark and primordial, causing Amira’s body to convulse with please as she squirted all over Brittany.
"Oh yeah....’ Brittany purred.
"Thanks for coming tonight everyone," came a voice from down below.
"Haven’t cum like that in a while for sure," Brittany said before realizing she wasn’t actually talking to anyone.
"We’ve got one more song for tonight and then a bit of a special encore for you all. Hope you enjoy it," Leo said, above the noise of the crowd cheering.
Hearing this, even Leo was taken aback. Thanks to the bright lights on stage, he couldn’t really see what was happening in the audience, but even he felt they were more passionate than usual. He just didn’t understand how or why.
"Well... damn... I guess the show is almost over. And this one doesn’t look like she’s going to be up to getting her wish..." Brittany said, looking at the slumped form of Amira who had almost completely passed out from orgasming so much.
"Well I guess that’s.... oh shit," Brittany said, seeing the look in Laz’s eyes. He had been played around with by both of them and he hadn’t even had a chance to get off yet. Now that Amira was out of it and his blood was still boiling, he was almost at the point of not being able to control himself.
"Hey... I uh.... Oh.... Oh fuck.... FUCK!!! OH GOD!" Laz grabbed Brittany and turned her around, holding both her arms behind her. Before she could even speak, he slammed into her madly, forcing himself into her tight back end again. What started as small cries of protest quickly became moans and encouragement. Before she even knew it, his hand was around her neck, gripping so tight she felt her vision blur. Because of that, everything outside of her body was being blocked out and the only sensation she could feel was his rock hard member slamming into her brutally, bringing wave upon wave of pleasure straight into her deepest parts.
She had no idea how many times she climaxed before she felt a hot rush inside of her, filling every last available inch inside her body. If this was some sort of strange porn, she almost imagined her stomach would have been bursting at the seems from the load he dumped inside of her. As she finally slid off him and hit the ground, she felt something weird going on inside of her, other than the rush of goo escaping. Her mind felt clear, much clearer than it had ever since she had discovered she had the powers of the chosen.
Thinking back to that instructional meeting she was forced to attend, she couldn’t help but recall one of the things that everyone was told.
"You’re powers are unmatched, but it’s your mind that will become clouded. If that happens and there is no way for you to control yourself, you will be taken care of for your own good."
While it hadn’t been completely straight forward, the premises was there. If you lose your mind, we will kill you for our own good. Brittany hadn’t understood it at the time, but as she broke through into the second level and then the third, she felt the clouds in her mind hardening, as though the fog was becoming more dense. It wasn’t hard to channel her powers through it, but it was difficult to deal with her mind being slowed and hard to focus. The strange thing was that the more outrageous she was though, the faster the fog turned and the more power she could use. When she was finally clear enough to process this, she understood. The greater the strength of the emotion, the more power she could use and the more the fog would burn up. Therefore, if she wanted to stay functional, she would have to go further and further down the path of extreme crazy to keep that fog cleared.
She was scared and didn’t know what to do, until she had met Via. The girl not only kept the fog cleared, she kept everything about Brittany grounded. As they became closer, Brittany kept her power in check since she didn’t want to ruin her relationship, but because of that, she stopped growing stronger.
As was the way with Chosen, once one burned the fog, it would create the energy they used. To get the fog one brought it in by absorbing it from the outside and the more they burned, the more power they would have. Of course one had to learn how to channel it as larger amounts of power required better technique, but that was something that seemed to come naturally to the chosen.
After Via had been taken and then found to have been killed, the fog overwhelmed Brittany as she was no longer able to keep it out. Once it flooded her head, the only way to gain clarity for her was to focus hard on something and the only thing she could focus hard on any more was revenge.
It was her everything, the reason she got up in the morning, the reason she was able to put up with Chad.... Everything was for her eventual, blood soaked, body ladened revenge.
And everything up until now with Laz had been the same. He might have agreed, but she needed more that just that. She needed something to tie him to her, even if it meant sacrificing herself. She had no idea just what her actions would lead to, until this moment happening now.
Her mind was clear, her power brimming. She could feel the wind, her element, her domain. She could move it with her fingers as though it was a tangible substance. Everything about her mind and body seemed to be in harmony as her hands stroked the air around her, moving and manipulating it.
She was not only at peace, but she had ascended to a level of power she had never even dreamed about.
"How...?" She wondered as she sat there in utter confusion.
The only thing different from before was the still stinging pain in her back end and the now slightly cool drips coming from it.
’It can’t be...’ While it was super gross to think about, she couldn’t help herself. She knew of Chosen having their own awakened sex slave so there is no way that this hadn’t happened before. Instead, the only other variable... was him.
She saw him leaning back, taking a sip from his cup as his naked form glistened in the neon lights, his tight muscles and cool demeanor like a toxic drug to those not prepared.
Brittany wasn’t prepared.
She got up, struggling with each step until she found her way next to him, letting her naked body fall down into the soft, velvet plush of the love seat. Leaning her head against him, she felt something she had never dreamed possible again, a feeling that had long disappeared along with her lover.
A feeling of peace.
"Who... are you? Who are you really? Why... how can you do that?" She didn’t make sense and she knew it. How was he suppose to know the effect he had on her. How was he to understand a creature fundamentally different from himself with nothing but a few probing words from her mouth.
Of course Laz didn’t answer as he knew something had happened to her, something outside of both of their understandings. Laz felt like his circle was complete. The twelve stars in his sky had formed while the celestial body was still faint. But what had happened with her was outside of that, somewhere close, but still far enough away that it wasn’t clear.
He knew so little about the chosen that he had no way to take the lead without at least some more context from her.
"It’s gone. It still flows in, but it’s pure and untainted...
’She talking about my man juice? Cause....’ Laz didn’t speak his thoughts still.
"And it’s somehow... you. You... cleared it. It’s been so long since my mind has been my own... but it is...."
"Uh?"
"You’re it. You’re the answer to our greatest problem. You can cure the chosen of the shackles of insanity that take root from out power... You’re like the holy grail they had been looking for all this time..."
"..."
"..."
"I’m not fucking a dude...."
