Locum Tenens 05

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~

Earning the title "Friend of the Crown", Loki has seemingly gone from rags to riches. All chapters in this tale are complete and have been submitted. Hopefully, the kind, gracious, smartly-attired, and gorgeous admins will release a new episode every day or so.

~~~ Thieves' Camp ~~~

I woke up as Willa took my cock into her hand and lifted it. That feeling was immediately followed by her steamy mouth sucking my penis inside. At the same time, her fingers began teasing and caressing my balls. Eyes still closed, I groaned in bliss. I opened them to look down at her.

"What are you doing?" I asked, a massive grin on my face.

"Breakfast...," she answered with a wink - before going back to her work.

My balls were just starting to swell when the stillness of the camp was broken by a commanding voice. The words spoken were barely louder than normal conversation but - because nothing else was happening in the area - they easily carried across the open space.

"Search every tent," the voice ordered.

"Shit!" Willa gasped.

She turned herself around, crawling on her hands and knees, avoiding my legs and feet. She eased the flap of the tent aside to peer out. I looked up, between our bodies, to see a dozen guards fanning out from the alley entrance.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Willa gasped quietly.

She was already mostly dressed but immediately scrambled to finish, turning herself around again in the process. I hurried to dress as well. She ignored me, crawled past me, and stopped at the back of the tent.

She pulled a belt knife, cut the drawstring ties, and snuck out through the gap. She didn't wait to see if I was coming as well. She just ran, holding herself as low to the ground as she was able. I quickly glanced around the space where we had spent the night to make sure I wasn't leaving anything behind. Then I followed her.

She was already gone. I stayed low and ducked through the brush, moving as quickly as possible in the opposite direction that we had entered this park-like place. I prayed to the All-Father that I was choosing the right path because I didn't have time to figure out where my lover had disappeared to.

I emerged from the little copse of trees and the underbrush to catch sight of Willa's taut ass disappearing over the roof of the building directly in front of me. Behind me, I could hear people complaining as the guards searched through the tents.

I raced for the building I'd seen Willa on. When I got there, I tugged off my boots and stored them away. My feet already stunk. I made a mental note that I either needed to find (or invent) socks.

I placed my hands and one foot on the wall and focused on gluing my skin to the rough surface. I heard footfalls quickly approaching from behind and tried to ignore whoever was racing my way. I finally got the magical stick-em to work and began ascending.

"Halt!" a voice commanded.

I ignored the order and spider-raced up the stucco wall, praying that the plaster didn't tear free. I heard a muttered curse from below as I flipped my body over the edge of the roof.

I felt lips on my forehead and opened my eyes to see Willa smiling at me. Staying as low as possible, so that anybody looking for us from the park-like area wouldn't be able to track us, we spider-crawled farther from the edge and then crept southward - passing from one roof to the next.

"What was that place?" I asked Willa quietly as we snuck away.

"Thieves' camp," she replied.

"What's with you and the guards?"

"What do you mean?"

"Yesterday you disappeared when you saw the guards on the road and today you reacted as if they were hunting you..."

She gave a huff and stopped moving. I didn't stop quickly enough and my face plowed into a very fit ass. We ended up tangled together, lying on the roof. She laughed at me as I tried to climb off of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me back down, working her legs free so that she could wrap them around me to prevent me from escaping.

"You're insatiable...," I teased.

"It's your damned fault!" she retorted. "I've never been so fucking horny in my life!"

"The guards?" I asked.

She quieted. Her face became unreadable and I could see her brain working up an answer. I began to wonder if she was fabricating a lie to feed me...

"You met the prince," she said, "... and the king?"

I nodded.

"King Korl and Prince Kiro...," she said quietly. "They... they know who I am. I did some shit that pissed them off. They... They've been looking for me for a while."

"You killed someone?" I asked.

She shook her head, no.

"That storage device that you have - you stole it from them?" I guessed.

"No," she said, looking squarely into my eyes. "It was a gift from my grandmother - like I told you. I... I haven't lied to you. I'm not telling you everything - but I haven't lied. Please believe me. I'm fucking addicted to you. I can't believe how much it drove me crazy yesterday when you were gone for hours. I've never craved another's company like this before. I've always cherished my freedom. I hate being trapped or feeling caged or tied-down. I don't feel that with you. I don't care who else you fuck. I don't even need to participate... but... I crave your companionship. I'm also pretty fucking addicted to that cock of yours. You do amazing things with that mouth of yours as well. You make my pussy ache so good - and squirt! I've never done that with anybody else! Please believe me. I just need to avoid the king, the prince, and the guards. They'll take me away and I'd just go crazy. Now that I have you... it might... it would kill me."

I studied her face. She DID seem to be withholding some information for some reason - but I didn't sense that she was lying.

"Truth be told," I whispered, "I'm kind of addicted to you too. I enjoy making Dora cum - and I eventually need to go check on Nella again - but I'm kind of addicted to having you by my side as well. I felt a little lonely without you yesterday."

Her eyebrows arched and a mischievous grin appeared on her face.

"I never finished my breakfast...," she said.

Less than a minute later, I had her ankles pressed against the side of her face and I was pounding my cock into her tight chasm - driving her hips and ass into the roof with reckless abandon.

"Fuck, yes... Gods! I swear you feel even bigger than before..."

The rooftops echoed with the sounds of my groin slamming into hers - of my balls slapping against her taut ass. I got her to cum (and squirt) and then I fucked the hell out of her until I nutted inside of her. She came again as I flooded her with my jizz.

Afterwards, we lay kissing and cuddling in the morning sun.

"Who's Nella?" she asked.

"Widow," I told her. "I ducked into an alley to avoid a palanquin and got a knife in my side. He forced me back into a hidden alcove. He had a woman tied to the wall. Her husband's corpse was rotting a few paces away. That was when I first figured out how to use my magic to defend myself. The dagger that I carry belonged to the murderer. I escorted the woman back home. She fed me and we fucked a couple times. She said that the house belonged to her brother-in-law and that she needed to report her husband's death to him."

"He'll claim her?" Willa asked.

"She wasn't sure. She said that his wife hates her. She asked me to come check on her. She said that - if the house was boarded up - that meant that she was living with her brother-in-law. She was hoping to convince him to let her stay in the house..."

"... and that you'd warm her bed now and then?" Willa said, smirking.

"She's almost as good of a cook as Dora," I told my lover.

"Want to go check on her?"

"Is that okay?"

"As long as I get to watch you fuck her...," Willa said coyly.

"Why are you okay with me fucking other women?"

"For one, you tear me up when I'm the only one trying to drain your balls. Watching you with others... the way you... care... it just really lights my fire. I'm getting horny again, just thinking about it."

"Round two?" I asked.

Willa laughed and said, "Let's go find your horny widow."

I kissed her hard and raised up off of her. She grabbed my ass and shoved me forward. As soon as my cock was hanging in front of her face, she caressed my balls and cleaned up my penis.

"Willa...," I moaned.

"Job's done...," she said, giggling. "Get dressed."

Once I was clothed again, I looked up to see if she was ready.

She had on a black hooded cape - with a gauzy mask covering most of her face. She was wearing a billowy black dress. I stared at her - almost unable to believe it was the same person.

"This should keep the guards from recognizing me," she explained. "Your friend is likely wearing something similar in public. She'll wear it for seven days - to tell everyone why she's not traveling with her husband. It will also let folks know that she'll likely next be seen in the company of her brother-in-law."

I nodded.

After checking to be sure that nobody would see us, the two of us climbed down the wall - on the opposite side from the park. I pulled my boots on and then we made our way right (east) - heading back towards the main thoroughfare. We traveled along larger and larger streets until we came to the main road that I had followed to the palace. We turned right and headed south. Nearly an hour later, I found her street and turned east to follow the path to Nella's home.

I found the place and knocked on the door. There was no answer. I pounded a little harder and we waited. Still, no one came.

I started to turn but Willa held up a hand to stop me. She was focusing on the interior of the house. I froze. I sent my senses inside and found someone lying on the floor. They were rolling from side to side but not getting up.

"She's tied up?" I asked my companion.

Willa had me stand so that I'd block what she was doing. She pulled out a small knife and a three-inch piece of thick wire. She focused with her eyes and her fingers and began working to open the lock. I sensed a bit of her magic working as well and focused on understanding what she was doing. I'd just started to get a glimpse of it when she gave a little exclamation of cheer and stood back up. Her lock-picking tools disappeared from her fingers and she tried the latch. The door opened. We headed inside.

Nella looked up at us as we stepped close enough to look down into her face. She looked tired and weak. She had bruises on most of the parts of her body that I could see - as well as a dried gash on her forehead. Willa began untying the ropes. I knelt and took Nella's hand in mine. I began healing her. I made a new goiter. Whoever did this to her was going to find their heinous acts turned back on them - with a little interest.

"Thank the All-Father!" Nella gasped as Willa removed her gag.

Nella caught my companion's fingers in her hand.

"You are mourning as well?" Nella asked her.

"Merely a disguise," Willa answered. "Loki told me your story. I need to avoid the guards' attention and this seemed appropriate."

"Who did this?" I asked Nella.

"My brother-in-law's wife," she replied.

She offered her hands to us and we helped her stand. We guided her to the sofa and had her sit. I went to the kitchen and scrounged up some stale bread. I cut off the moldy part and then got a mug and filled it with whatever was in the cask. I tasted it. Mead. That would work. I took it to her.

Willa and I waited quietly while the widow ate and drank. When she finished, she looked back and forth between us.

"I'm so glad you came!" she said.

"What happened?" I asked her. "How do I find this woman?"

"Can... Can you just secret me away somewhere?" Nella asked. "My brother-in-law announced that he was going to let me keep the house. The next night, he came here and spent the night with me. We made love. The next morning, he returned home. I thought all was well. I took very good care of him and told him how much I appreciated him taking me in and providing for me. Around mid-morning, after he had gone, his wife came. She told me that she wanted to talk about the house. I let her in - never suspecting that she intended me harm. We chatted for a bit and she asked me if I had taken good care of our husband. I told her that I had. She asked for some mead and - while I was distracted - she hit me in the head with something hard. I blacked out. I woke up bound as you found me. She gagged me and began to beat me. She struck me with the fire-poker and I screamed into the gag. I was nearly blinded by the pain of the cut to my forehead. I thought she was going to kill me. She told me that I was a worthless whore. She told me that she was leaving me here to die and that - when my body was found - she would have her husband sell the house. She said that the house was hers and that it would be sold so that she could have the money."

"How do I find her?" I asked again.

Nella kissed my lips and caressed my cheek.

"Just help me escape," she said. "Once I'm out of the picture, she'll have what she wants and she'll have no excuse to treat her husband badly. He was not unkind but I don't lust for him like I do for you."

Willa chuckled. Nella looked at her.

"You as well?" Nella asked her.

Willa nodded and said, "I can't bear to be apart from him.

"I could be happy to just have a visit now and then," Nella said quietly. "I've never had a man touch me so tenderly."

"Nor I," Willa agreed. "Let's grab your things." She turned to me and asked, "Think Dora would take her in?"

Nella turned to look into my face.

"Dora runs an all-girls orphanage," I explained.

"I... I think I would like that," Nella said, nodding.

"Good. Grab whatever you want to take with you. I can carry it," I told her.

I stepped into my storage room and moved shit around to clear out space on one of the shelving-units so that I had room for Nella's things. I went to her bedroom, touched the bed, and stored it away. I returned to my storage-space and looked to see where it had landed. The empty shelf had been removed and the bed was standing against the wall where it had been. There was plenty of room left on the floor. Hopefully, it would all fit.

Nella stepped into the room.

"Where'd the bed go?!" she gasped.

"I stored it," I told her.

"Really? That's handy..."

"Isn't it? What else do you need from this room?"

In the end, she decided to take the bedstand and the oil lantern that sat on top of it. She also took a small chest of drawers that held her clothes. I checked the storage-room and things were piling up but in a fairly organized way. It was pretty cool to see - and dead simple to operate.

Honestly, there wasn't that much that Nella wanted to take with her. I swiped a couple pots and pans from the kitchen - as well as the cask of mead.

Soon, we were headed out of the door. I asked if we needed to lock it behind us. Willa locked it and closed it - and then had me kick the door in. We left it like that. Willa explained that it would give the impression that the place had been robbed. It would also cause Nella's sister-in-law to be unsure about where she had disappeared to.

We made our way back to the main road and turned south. When we got to the street that led to the orphanage, we turned that direction. Zima was at the well. She had the cart and was filling the water-jars. We waited until she finished. I took charge of the cart and left her to walk with Willa and Nella. The two women got the young girl caught up on the pertinent news by the time we turned down the side-street to get to the orphanage. Zima raced ahead to open the door and call for Dora.

When we arrived, Alia ran out and tackled me. I picked her up, hugged her, and then told her to clear off so I could carry the water. I took the first jar out of the cart and carried it inside. I turned to see Hanna standing there. I pushed her bangs out of her face and kissed her on the forehead. She hugged my waist quickly and then let me go again.

I went back outside, got the second water-jar, and carried it into the house. Hanna went to open the gate and Zima reclaimed the cart and returned it to its normal spot. I came back out to the street to find Dora talking with Nella and Willa. I squeezed Dora's butt-cheek and kissed her on the temple. She grinned but continued conversing with the other two. I stepped back and waited for them to finish. When they got done, Dora turned to face me. The other two looked back and forth between us.

"If there's to be two of us here, pining for your affections," the house-mother said, "you'll need to visit a bit more often."

"Is that so?" I asked, grinning.

"It is," the young woman insisted.

"Are you currently pining for my affections?" I asked her.

"Just the sight of your face and the sound of your voice has me distracted and unsettled," she reported.

"Can it wait until tonight?" I teased.

"Probably," she replied, though her face suggested otherwise.

Nella stepped forward.

"Introduce me to the girls and get us started on lunch," she offered. "I'll keep them all busy so you two can sneak off for a bit. I've waited this long. I'll survive until bedtime."

"You're sure?" Dora asked her.

"You're taking me in, aren't you? It's the least I can do."

"It will be nice to have someone to share my burden. Are you sure you want to move in with us?"

Nella glanced at me and then Willa and then looked back at Dora.

"More than ever... Especially if it means this handsome lug comes to visit on a more regular basis..."

Dora squealed with glee and hugged the widow. The two disappeared into the house. I turned to Willa.

"The king gave me a portal stone," I told her.

She looked surprised to learn that.

"What do you think about setting the home location to be in the backyard here?"

"I think that's a good idea," she said, nodding.

"You're okay with my arrangements with Dora and Nella?"

"I've yet to see you fuck Nella but yes. I like them both and they're obviously smitten with you. You're the glue that binds us together."

I hugged her, squeezed her ass, and kissed her long and hard.

I felt a small child smacking me on the leg and looked down to see Alia standing beside me.

"The house-mother wants your help in the garden," she reported. "She said I can't come. I have to help with lunch instead."

I laughed, scooped her up, and tickled her as I carried her into the house. Willa followed.

"Help me corral the girls?" Nella asked her.

"Let me change really quick," Willa told her.

In seconds, the sneak-thief had changed back into her bodysuit again - but without the hood.

Dora caught my fingers in her hand and led me towards the back door.

I was barely on the roof before Dora was naked. I folded her in half - like I had Willa earlier in the day - and pounded her until we both climaxed.

As we lay together, recovering, I told Dora about the portal stone and my intention to use the backyard as my home location. She said that she was amenable to the idea - but only if I agreed to bend her over one of the garden-boxes and pump another load of seed into her.

I picked her up and leaned her over the thing. She gripped the far side of it in her fists and I swatted her on the ass, causing her to cry out. I furiously finger-fucked her until she squirted, and then drove my cock into her to the root and fucked her hard and fast until she came again and convinced my balls to give up another load.

We got dressed, climbed down the ladder, and went back into the house. We helped the girls finish setting the table and then we all sat down to eat. It was a bit more scrunched than before but we made it work. Dora had Nella sit at the head of the table. She and Willa sat on either side of me at the foot of it. We all clasped hands and Dora asked me to offer the prayer of thanks.

"Mighty Father," I intoned. "Thank you for watching over Nella so that I could heal her - and for helping Willa and me to rescue her. Let her be a blessing to these little ones and for them to touch her heart in return. Thank you for giving Dora a helper. Thanks also for this food."

The little girl who had sat at my right the last time leaned over Dora and whispered, "That was a good one."

"Thanks," I whispered back.

We began passing bowls and - as soon as everyone had been served - started digging in. I was the only one that took seconds. I would have gladly taken thirds but my stomach was distended from what I had already consumed.

After lunch, we all headed to the back yard to play games. I went over by the bush that I'd slept under - my first night here - and used the portal stone to set my home location.

Shortly after that, Willa and I snuck away.

~~~

I had in my mind to build a cistern on the roof of the orphanage to hold water. I planned to run pipes to the kitchen and (potentially) a restroom - provided that I could figure out a few logistical issues. As Willa led me in the direction that she thought I could find Monika - the water-caller - I asked her who I needed to talk to in order to get the cistern and the pipes made and installed.

We ended up at a stonemason's place to start with. I described for him what I was after and told him where I wanted it installed. He made arrangements to meet us at the orphanage the next morning to work out the details. I asked him if he knew anybody who made pipes. I then had to describe for him what a pipe was. He suggested either a blacksmith or a potter.

I hadn't considered clay pipes but decided that it might do the job. I followed his directions to a potter's shop and then spent the next half-hour describing for the man and his wife what I was trying to do. They had made some half-pipes that they had created for a different job and were able to show me a sample. I told them to basically double that and stick them face-to-face and we'd have what I wanted. I warned them that they'd need to hold up to some pressure from the water. They couldn't make me any promises in that regard. I paid half of the coins up-front for some test-pieces to be constructed to my specifications.

After talking to the potters, I decided that I was going to need a smith. The shut-off valves would need to be made by them anyway. Willa guided me to one that she thought was open-minded enough to try what I had in my head. I spent a half-hour sketching the valves and describing how they worked - and another half-hour drawing and explaining the pipes, T-joints, and elbows and how they fit together. I paid him to make some test-pieces for me as well.

With the test-pieces not scheduled to show up for a couple days, I would have time to get the mason started on the cistern. With all of those plans set in motion, I followed after my lithe lover to track down the water-caller. We found the place and knocked but she didn't answer the door. We headed for home. We ended up running into her a block later.

"Monika?" Willa asked.

"Yes?"

Monika was... well... every man's wet dream. She was probably more than a decade older than me but... even without thinking about every sinful thing that I'd like to do to her, my cock was swelling with desire.

The water-caller had a classic hourglass figure - on steroids. Her narrow waist and flat tummy made her pert but massive udders (there's no better word for them) look that much bigger. They were by far the largest breasts that I had ever seen.

The only part of her that was bigger was her hips and ass. This woman looked like a fucking fertility goddess - and she wasn't a statue - she was 100% real.

Her thin light brown hair looked like it might turn lighter in the summer sun. It was cut off at her chin. Loose scraggly strands of hair hung halfway down her neck - which made it look long, narrow and oh, so perfect for a hickey.

She had serious eyebrows over deep blue eyes that made her seem more exotic. Her cute little nose crowned a perfectly kissable pair of lips. I was sure they would be useful for other things but I just wanted to taste them.

Her full, heavy breasts were firm and pert - not sagging like she had nursed the many children that those hips promised she'd be able to deliver. Just looking at her toned tummy, those wide hips, and that perfect ass, I wanted to put a baby inside of this woman so badly.

I stared into those blue eyes and I thought that the color was appropriate, considering her magical gift.

"Are you... Loki?" the gorgeous woman asked me.

"I am," I replied. "You've talked to Valeri?"

"I just came from there," she said, smiling broadly. "Her description of you was... uh..."

Willa laughed - which made Monika snicker. I decided that I must have missed the joke somewhere. Willa saw the expression on my face and attempted to explain.

"I'm guessing that Valeri is married...," Willa said to me.

I nodded.

"Your acquaintance - this Valeri - was trying to tell her friend about you without giving her husband any clues that she gets horny just looking at you...," Willa said, laughing.

"Yes," Monika agreed, "just so..."

"How would you know that?" I asked Willa.

"Loki," she said, "I have to work hard to tear my eyes away from you and then avoid looking at you - just to keep from continuously flooding my waist-wrap, thinking about being taken by you."

"Oh," I said.

Monika laughed - loudly - nodding her head.

"He's very easy on the eyes...," the water-caller said.

"Wait until his face is buried between your thighs...," Willa whispered to her.

"Do tell...?" the woman replied.

"You have time for a visit?" Willa asked her.

"I think I can spare a moment or two..."

"You'll need at least an hour..."

"Oh my..."

Willa giggled and caught my elbow, turning me around. We followed our new friend back to her home. I got caught checking out her ass.

"Is her shapely butt making you hard, Loki?"

"Uh... a little...," I admitted.

Once inside, Willa told Monika to head straight for the bedroom. Monika stripped and lay on her bed. Willa made me stand at the foot of it and look into the woman's eyes.

It was hard to focus on her eyes. Every part of her body called for my attention. Her mons and the top half of her vulva were carpeted with an unkempt bush of pubic hair that matched the thickness and color of the locks on her head.

Willa whispered naughty shit in my ears and teased her fingertips over the front of my shirt and the growing tent in my pants.

She began undressing me while Monika nibbled her bottom lip. The MILF hottie started to reach for her pussy and her tits but Willa ordered her not to touch herself. Both of us were aching with need and moaning softly.

When my pants and waist-cloth came off, Monika's breath caught in her throat.

"All-Father!" she gasped a moment later.

"It feels just as amazing as it looks," Willa promised her.

My lithe lover swatted me on the bare ass.

"Use your mouth on her," she ordered. "Make her scream."

I climbed onto the bed and leaned down to start. Willa caressed my ass and then trailed her hand and fingers to my ball-sack. I moaned - just as I slid my tongue into Monika's slippery furrow.

"Suck her clit," Willa directed.

As I did, the sneak-thief ran her fist up and down my rigid shaft. She did it so slowly that it was torture. I whimpered just as Monika did the same.

The water-caller's fingers went into my hair and she pulled me down harder.

"Ah! Uh! Oh! Don't... Don't stop... Keep..."

I suckled her nub and flicked it with the tip of my tongue. Her hips jerked and her mons mashed against my nose. I grabbed her wide ass in the palms of my hands and held her in place.

Monika cried out as she humped her clit and vulva against my face - thrusting vigorously. Willa was slowly milking my cock at the same time. I shoved her hand away and tried to call out a warning but Monika wouldn't let me rest from my labors long enough to speak.

Just as I thought I would explode, Willa yanked her hand away from my cock and balls - and then cracked me hard on the ass. I jumped. She rubbed her palm over the stinging cheek. She petted it like a dog.

Monika finally let go of my head. She had climaxed and there was slickness leaking from her furry cunt as she lay panting and moaning. I lapped it up but it continued to flow freely.

"Fuck her," Willa ordered.

I crawled up the woman's body. I licked and sucked her nipples and then brought my lips to hers - letting her taste her own juices on my lips and tongue.

Willa was now naked. She lay beside us. She reached down, grasped my cock and dragged it up and down the woman's vulva - sliding it through her slit before rubbing it all around her sensitive nub.

She did that for a minute or two before she brought me to the woman's entrance. She lined me up and then stroked her hand up my shaft to caress my balls.

"Gentle to start," she warned. "She'll need to get used to you."

I pushed forward. Her narrow entrance struggled to admit my bulbous head.

"Oh, gods!" Monika gasped.

I pushed a little harder and the crown slipped within.

"Save me blessed Father!" the woman moaned.

Her hands went to my ass and she pulled me deeper.

"All... I want it all!"

It took a minute or two to get it all in - with a couple pauses along the way - but we did it. I wanted to pull out and reset but she wouldn't let me - not until my balls rested against the crack of her ass and our pubes were mashed together.

"This is divine...," she moaned.

"It'll be orgasmic when he starts thrusting...," Willa told her, laughing softly.

Monika looked up at me. She nodded. Her right hand moved from my ass to my balls and she gave them a gentle squeeze.

"I want it all...," she said again.

She returned her hand to my ass and I pulled all of the way out - and then slid all of the way back in.

"Again. Gods... that's some cock!"

Willa laughed and kissed her cheek. She teased her fingers across Monika's massive mammaries.

"Gods above!" the woman gasped as Willa teased her and I began slowly sliding my cock in and out of her.

Monika's left hand left my ass - and she began to touch and tease Willa's breasts and nipples in the same way that Willa was playing with hers.

The pair were soon making out and their hands trailed lower on each other's bodies. Monika switched hands and slid two fingers into Willa's pussy - thrusting in and out of her - causing squelching noises as I fought to keep from blowing my load in the woman - even as Willa alternated between teasing my balls and rubbing Monika's clitoris.

Our moaning and keening grew in volume and intensity until we all orgasmed simultaneously - crying out loudly enough that I was sure Monika's neighbors thought a murder was being committed.

I collapsed on the woman, spent. I mumbled an apology - and a concern that I was crushing her. Instead, she pulled me closer. Her lips found mine at the same time as Willa's and the three of us made out together.

I had barely caught my breath and the two were already sending naughty fingers after my cock and balls to try to get me recharged to go again. I called them bad names and they only giggled and rolled me onto my back.

Quite honestly, I remember little of the next two hours. I remember the pair sucked me back to hardness and then Willa mounted my face and sucked Monika's nipples as the water-caller rode my cock like a mounted courier with an urgent message. Sometime later, the pair cried out in a chorus as the sneak-thief's pussy leaked girl-cream between my lips - and the water-caller drenched my lower half in her own slippery ejaculate.

From there, I have the foggiest memory of one sucking my dick while the other sucked my balls - while I writhed and tried to push them away. Someone climbed onto my chest and fed me nipples. The scent of her was softer than Willa's - and I'm positive that - at the same time - the sneaky minx was seated lower - bouncing on my penis like it was a pogo-stick - cursing and cajoling until she screamed out her release. I would have cried out as well but hungry lips were assaulting my own.

When I woke up, the house was dark. I was a sweaty, slippery mess and there were two fit females clinging to me like I might float away. I gave each of their asses a squeeze and closed my eyes again.

~~~

In the morning, I fucked them both again and then Monika used her water-magic to give us a shower. It was chilly but fabulous. I vowed to learn her gift and to figure out a way to combine it with what I had learned from the fire-mage.

Over breakfast, I told Monika about my plans for the orphanage and asked if she'd be willing to stop by now and then to fill the cistern for the girls. I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to meet the stonemason.

We cleaned up from the meal and then I took the two women's hands in mine and we portaled to the backyard of the orphanage.

~~~ Orphanage ~~~

We arrived just before the mason did. Willa took Monika to introduce her to everyone while I took the mason up to the roof to show him what I intended to do.

Being able to see what I meant, things went much more smoothly. He quoted me a price for the work. I dipped into the chest in my storage-bracelet and paid him in full. He promised to start after lunch and said that he would have it completed within three days. I sent him on his way and went to tell Dora and Nella the good news.

We all ended up on the roof - and not to have sex this time. I showed all four of the women what I intended and explained how the water would be piped down to the kitchen. I also told them that - depending on how things went - I planned to make a little room for peeing and pooping. Solids would still need to be kept in a bucket and carried to the communal cisterns for disposal. Liquids would go down a hole and be rinsed away with water from the cistern - to be carried by pipes to the back of the yard - to water the bushes and trees.

Dora was happy to hear that my plan would reduce the number of trips to drop off the waste. Monika worried that we were wasting good water for rinsing away the urine. She suggested a different catch-basin or cistern to collect rainwater for the indoor latrine. Her other suggestion was to collect the wastewater from the kitchen and create a smaller cistern in the bathroom where that gray-water would be stored. After hearing her suggestions, I decided that this was a better plan than what I had come up with. Dora and Nella said they would figure out where the latrine should go. I told them that I planned to use the clay pipes for the drainage for the bathroom and the metal pipes for getting the water from the cistern to the kitchen.

The kids were heading outside and we followed. I led Monika over to where the washtub was and asked her what she thought about building a raised wooden platform for the tub. I explained that I wanted to add a valve with a shower head - at which point I had to explain the shower head. Since she'd given Willa and I a shower earlier, it was easier than it could have been. I told her that I wanted her to teach me water-magic and then I would use fire-magic to heat the water in the tub and the girls could have hot showers. She thought the idea of hot showers sounded divine. At that point, she was chomping at the bit to try it. If it worked, she wanted a cistern built at her house so that she could add a shower of her own.

Willa and I headed to the market to find some wooden beams to build the structure. I stopped by the smith's to give him a sketch for the shower head and order another valve. I ordered the lumber and gave the vendor the location of where I wanted it delivered.

We got back to the orphanage to find a pair of angry men - accompanied by two guards - talking to (or rather yelling at) Dora. I hurried forward. Willa disappeared.

"What seems to be the problem?" I asked.

"Who are you?" one of the men said.

"I'm the guy who kills people who threaten orphans," I told him.

The man stepped back a bit.

"I wasn't threatening...," he contended.

"Well, it sure as fuck looked like you were all up in Dora's face a minute ago," I told him. "Why don't you tell me what it is that you want so I can tell you to fuck off and die?"

"There's no reason to be contentious," the other man said. "We simply want paid for the items that were stolen."

"Dora rarely leaves this place," I told him. "She's too busy taking care of little girls that nobody wants. If there's anything here that stolen, I took it. What is it that you think I took from you."

"She...," the man said.

"SHE didn't do shit. Are you deaf? I took your stuff. Talk to me or fuck off."

The pair looked at each other, trying to figure out what to declare. I looked at the two guards, trying not to smirk when I sensed that Willa was standing nearby but was invisible.

"Good morning, officers," I said. "You have any idea what these two are after?"

The larger one shook his head and said, "We were told to mediate."

I held out my wrist, pushed magic into the Mark, and waited for them to recognize it. The two angry fuckers came over to see what I was doing. They gasped when they saw it.

"I got this from the mage yesterday after healing the prince and killing the Beast when he threatened the king," I told the guards. "If these two have a quarrel with the ladies who run this orphanage, I would like to present my case before the royal court."

The larger guard nodded his head to me.

"We will head up the street and then hear these men's arguments," he said. "If we determine that their case has merit, we will have the royal seneschal give us a court date. If that happens, a summons will be delivered here."

"That sounds wonderful," I said. "I appreciate your help."

Since that was resolved as far as I was concerned, I turned my back on the group and moved the women towards the door of the orphanage.

For a brief moment, the two men attempted to argue with the guards but they were quickly yelled down and informed that things would proceed exactly as the guards and I had agreed. The men were also warned that any attempts to circumvent the process by confronting us outside of court would be frowned upon by the prince and the king.

"What did you show the guards?" Monika asked me.

Willa reappeared as the two men and the guards got far enough away that she thought it was safe. I touched my finger to the Mark and made it visible again.

"The Mark of the Crown!" Monika gasped! "How did you get that?!"

"He healed the prince who was near dead - and then saved the king from the Beast - and healed half of the people in the palace...," Willa told her.

Dora's eyes and Nella's eyes widened as large as Monika's. The three of them looked at me. I shrugged.

"Those men...," Dora said. "They were looking for the things you took..."

"Now they'll have to present their case before the king," I told her. "If they do, I will be very clear about how I got those things. The prince already knows most of the story."

"He does?!" Dora gasped.

"I told it to him when I was showing how my gift worked. I told him that I'd killed some men that were threatening orphans. I don't think we have anything to worry about."

"That portal stone that they gave Loki is extremely rare," Willa told them. "The prince and the king want to make sure that Loki is happy with their relationship. I would bet anything that they plan to have him take care of matters quietly that they are unable to accomplish with their armies. The fact that Loki allowed the Beast to rip his arms from their sockets while he laughed in the monster's face is a story that's traveling like thunder through the kingdom. The rest of the story - that he used the monster's own attacks to kill him - and then healed almost every single victim of the Beast's angry vengeance - Loki's name will soon be spoken with reverence in every home. If those men step before the king with ill to say about our fat-cocked lover, they will quickly learn to regret it."

Nella stepped over and pressed herself to me.

"Speaking of being robbed," she fumed, "you didn't return to me last night as you promised..."

I raised my hands in surrender. The rest of the women laughed.

"That portal stone...," Monika said. "You can travel back to my house?"

"Yes..."

"Take her to my bedroom," the water-caller said. "The sheets are already filthy and - if you spent the night with me when it should have been her - she's owed an orgasm or two."

"... or three...," Nella snarled.

Willa laughed and swatted Nella on the ass.

"Want any company?" the sneak-thief asked her.

"You've already gotten some today," I told Willa. "It should be Dora..."

Dora's eyes widened. I held my hand out to her. She stepped closer and took it.

"You girls up for a little bad behavior?" I asked them.

They both nibbled their bottom lips and nodded. My cock instantly swelled. I held their hands and called for the portal stone to send us to Monika's house.

~~~ Orphanage ~~~

It was dinner time by the time the three of us returned.

We had sucked and fucked and then fucked some more. When the two of them recovered from the first round, I took them again - one at a time - pressing their naked bodies against the rough wall of Monika's bedroom and pounding my cock into their clenching cunts from behind. They complained that their bodies were covered in scratches but they came so hard that - once I healed them - they soon remembered nothing but the intense orgasm that I had given them.

Once we had finished eating, I helped the clean-up crew while the women went to the bedroom to share all of the naughty details without the little ones hearing. The girls and I left them to it and headed outside after the dishes were done.

Zima led us in a few exercises and then the girls made me take a turn. Of course, I abused my power. I did a handstand and then we all laughed as all of them tried to parrot what I had done. Only Zima and Hanna managed it. When they asked what their reward was, I told them about my plans to build a hot-water shower. I informed the pair that they would be the first to try it out. The smaller girls were envious but they were all excited about the idea.

When the women finally appeared, the girls mobbed them, asking if they knew about my plans. Their disappointment at finding out that it was already known to them didn't last long as the little angels began to verbalize what they thought it would feel like to stand under a steamy rain and have all of their filth and grime washed away.

At that, we decided that it was bath night. Monika showed me how to call water from the air. The two of us filled the big bathtub almost to overflowing and then I heated the water. At that point, I was sent inside to tell stories while the girls took turns heading outside to have the women help them get scrubbed clean. The little urchins hurried through their baths to get back into the house quickly so as not to miss out on any of the tale. I picked The Princess and the Frog as the story. When one of the girls came back into the house, the smallest girls would quickly catch them back up and then I would continue the tale. I think we probably repeated the story a hundred times by the time all of the little princesses had taken their royal baths.

When the orphans went off to bed, Zima took charge and I portaled the four women back to Monika's house. We had a five-person "quickie" and then returned to the orphanage to spend the night. Willa and Monika slept in the common room on the sofas. I slept in the bed with Nella and Dora. We didn't have sex but we did make out quietly for a little bit before we fell asleep.

~~~

As we finished up breakfast, there was a knock at the door. I answered it. A courier handed me a summons and then quickly headed off. I opened the message and read it to the women. We were scheduled to appear before the king that afternoon. I quickly came up with a plan that I thought was foolproof.

I told Dora and Nella to make up as accurate of a list as possible of all of the monies that had been extorted from them - along with dates. It turned out that neither of the two could write that well. Willa swapped in for Nella. I ran to the market for paper and pens.

Monika and Nella were placed in charge of clothing choices and making sure that the girls were all reasonably presentable for the court.

With those tasks assigned, I checked in with the mason, and then took off for the palace. I was admitted to the courtyard and found a clear spot that I thought would work. I portaled home to the orphanage.

I checked in on Willa. She had a decent list - with reasonable coinage amounts (or goods given in their place) as well as approximate dates - ranging over the last two years. That done, I had them do a quick assessment of the goods that we had taken from the dead - including the weapons and coins. Willa was an absolute rockstar. She knew approximate values for everything - and came up with an exhaustive inventory. I warned her that we would only offer an accounting for the items that the two men accused us of taking - but we were as ready as we could be.

We all ate a light lunch and then worked together to get the girls' hair combed and their outfits on them and the larger smudges cleared from hands, arms, necks, and faces. The girls had no shoes but I had planned to have them go barefoot regardless.

Willa leaned close at one point and warned me that she would not be coming with us. She would stay at the house. This would also allow the stonemason to proceed with his work.

When it was nearly time for our appearance, I got everyone to hold hands together. I warned them that we would disappear from the orphanage and appear near the king's receiving hall. I told them to stay close and remain respectful at all times and we'd be back home as soon as possible. I told them that we just had to answer a few questions from the mean guys.

~~~ Palace Courtyard ~~~

We all held hands and I ordered the stone to return me (and my group) to the place that I had portaled from. We scared a few people when our large group suddenly materialized. A couple guards hurried over but - upon recognizing me - waved the others back and returned to their posts.

Dora, Nella, Monika, and I each took a daisy-chain of girls with us and I led them towards the receiving hall. I reported in to the seneschal just before our allotted appointment.

When the king called for the next case, the official stepped up onto his little raised platform and announced the case between us and our accusers. We were ordered to approach the throne. Once again, the four of us led our little ducklings behind us.

The two men (and some guy who seemed to be their advocate) stood to the right. We took the left. I got everybody into position and then had the girls bow to the throne as we had practiced. The king nodded to us and smiled.

At a signal from the king, the advocate stepped forward and began to weave a tale of misery, violence, and deceitful theft. The king let the man go on for several minutes before he stopped him.

"What are your charges?" the king asked the man.

"Murder and theft, my liege," the lawyer argued.

"Have you a list of the dead and of the items that were stolen?" the king asked.

The man held up a list. At a nod from the king, a page collected it and took it to the king. Prince Kiro got out of his seat to look over his father's shoulder. The prince looked up at me and whispered to the king.

"Loki, approach the throne," the king said.

The advocate seemed interested in the fact that the monarch had called me out by name.

I stepped to the bottom of the stairs, halted, and bowed.

"Please attend me," the king said.

"Thank you, your grace," I replied.

I stopped one pace away and he handed me the list. There were two dozen names on the list - and far more items than we had taken.

"If I might, my lord," I said. "I had the orphanage manager come up with a list of the amounts that she has been extorted over the last two years. We also have a list - with approximate market values - for the items that I took from those I killed."

He nodded to me. I hurried down, collected the lists from Dora, and hurried back to my place. I gave the lists to him.

"If I might explain, my lord," I said.

Prince Kiro whispered in his ear. The king looked at him and his son nodded.

"Return to your place," the king instructed. "Tell your tale just as the advocate did. Give me a moment to bring in a few more witnesses first though and I will signal you when to begin."

I descended the stairs and waited with the girls.

Alia tugged on my pant-leg. I looked down at her.

"What's happening, master Loki?"

There was a commotion at the back of the hall and I glanced back to see a mass of familiar faces coming into the large room. Many of those faces were smiling at me.

"We're going to tell our story," I told the little blonde, scooping her up into my arms.

I caught Zima's hand and brought her to my side.

The crowd quieted down and the king nodded to me.

I stepped out from the rest of the girls a couple paces, carrying Alia and bringing Zima along with me. I stopped and turned to the right. I could see the king and the prince on my left - and the crowd on my right. I was facing the advocate.

"I came to this world a few days ago," I began. "I arrived as a beggar - a nobody. In the world that I came from, there was no magic. I learned to use my gift by trial and error. I have been given a great gift. Like a fine blade, my gift can be used for good or for evil. My gift is as unusual as it is powerful."

"Answer the charges!" the advocate spat.

"Hear my witnesses, vermin," I shot back.

"Nella," I said. "How did you and I meet?"

She looked at me with a bit of fear in her eyes.

"Were you tied to a wall when your husband's murderer brought me to his hidey-hole at knife-point."

"Y... yes," she said.

"I killed that man," I announced clearly to the massive room.

"He stabbed you and you turned his attack back on him," Nella clarified. "He died by his own hand."

"Alia, Hanna," I said. "Where did I first meet you?"

Hanna stepped up beside me - her chin held high as she scowled at the three men.

"At the well, master Loki," she said.

"Alia, why were you there?"

"Getting water?"

"How big was the water jar that you were dragging?"

"Objection!" the councilor fumed.

"You will be silent until he is finished," the king ordered.

The captain of the guard descended the stairs and stood next to the advocate with his hand on his weapon. The attorney swallowed down a lump in his throat.

"As you wish, my king," he said.

The king nodded to me to continue.

"How big is the water-jug?" I asked Alia.

She held out her hand to show how tall it was. Members of the crowd peeked around to see what she was doing.

"Was it empty or full when I saw you dragging it down the street?"

"Empty."

"Why did you not use the handcart to carry the water-jugs?"

"It was taken from us when we couldn't pay the money," she said.

"Hanna, when we got back to the orphanage, there was a man there. What did he want?"

"Money. He came every couple weeks and told the house-mother that she had to give him money or bad things would happen."

"I was told that his name was Murto," I said. "What did I do to Murto?"

"You healed the house-mother of her sickness and you gave it to him."

"Why did he not run away from me?"

"He couldn't."

"Why not?"

"His foot... you removed it. He was struggling to get away."

"Zima, after I sent Murto away, all of your money problems were over, right?"

"No, the next man came in his place."

"When I saw him with you," I told Zima, "use my hand - show the people how he was holding you - controlling you - keeping you from escaping."

She took my hand and placed it at the base of her throat.

"This seems familiar to you, does it not, Hanna?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"That's how Murto was holding me."

"He threatened you - and the other orphans - and your house-mother - who was sick in her bed - while holding you and preventing you from feeling safe?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever - ever - felt unsafe around me?"

"No."

"I hurt those men. I killed them. Do I not scare you?"

"Definitely not."

"Zima?"

"No."

"Alia?"

"No."

"Nella?"

"No."

"I've been accused of doing evil things," I said. "How should I answer those charges?"

I glanced back - into the crowd of people.

"Nala?"

Every head in the room turned to look at the little girl holding the cook's hand.

"I have killed people, Nala," I said, looking straight into her eyes. "I took their things. I took their weapons and sold them. I took pillows, blankets, pots, pans, plates, and mugs."

"What did you do with them?" Nala asked me.

"He helped us wash them," Alia told her. "I have my own blanket now. I don't have to share anymore."

I set Alia down, let go of Zima's hand, and I walked over to the three men. I stood in the advocate's face.

"I am a bad motherfucker," I said. "I do bad things."

I nodded my head towards the guard captain.

"Ask this man," I said. "I stood in this very room and laughed in the face of the monster that tore my arms off of my body."

The lawyer looked at my arms, and then at the captain.

"You do not want to be this man's enemy," the guard told him.

The advocate looked back at me.

"Your list has a few too many names on it - and you were a little extravagant with your claims about what I took from those I killed. I challenge you..."

"Challenge me?" he asked, his eyes widening.

"I challenge you to produce the corpses that you've listed - for them to be examined by the court. I challenge you to search the orphanage and find all of the things that you claim that I took."

"You already admitted that you sold the weapons..."

"I will find the merchant and have him list what I sold," I said. "Here is my challenge. For every item you find that I took, you can cut off a hand."

"You only have two..."

"Captain," I said, holding my left hand out in front of him.

He grinned, pulled his sword, and chopped my hand off at the wrist. The crowd gasped.

The advocate looked from my hand on the floor - to my bleeding stump - to my face - his eyes wide.

I bent down, picked up the hand, stuck it back into place, and healed it.

"That's one...," I said, smiling.

"Gods above...!" the advocate gasped.

I cleared my throat to get his attention.

"For every body that you produce, I will trade an eye."

"By the seven hells..."

"For every one that you fail to produce, I will claim one from you - and then heal it back."

"You're insane!"

"You have accused me of great evil," I said. "Do you - here and now - stand by those claims? Will you accept my challenge?"

The advocate gave me one last look and then turned to the two men.

"Find a new advocate or dismiss the petition. I would advise the latter."

The man turned and headed for the exit.

I turned to the two men.

"Ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?" I asked, grinning menacingly.

They turned to the guard captain.

"I would suggest that you boys apologize to the king for wasting his time and get the fuck out of here," he whispered.

"Y... your majesty...?" the one said.

"Yes?"

"W... we w.. wish to dismiss..."

"Dismissed," the king said. "Go away before you anger me."

The pair bowed low and then hurried from the room.

The guard captain watched them go and then looked at me and smiled.

"You know you're insane, don't you?"

"A thought that sometimes makes me hazy: Am I - or are the others crazy?"

He quirked an eyebrow at me.

"Supposedly a quote from my old world," I told him.

"You're definitely the crazy one," he said, laughing.

"Thanks for the assist there...," I told him

"It's not every day I get to chop off a man's hand while he grins at an advocate while spewing blood all over the floor," he replied, grinning.

I glanced down to see a page cleaning up the mess.

"Sorry about that," I told him. "I didn't mean to cause more work for you."

"It's alright," he said. "It was highly effective. You might not remember healing me but I very much appreciate it."

"Ah, yeah... I don't remember. Things got a little out of hand there for a bit."

"Out of hand... is that a joke, master Loki?" the young man asked with a smirk.

"Sure," I told the lad. "Let's go with that. By your leave?" I asked the captain.

"Always exciting when you're around," the captain said, giving me a nod.

He hurried back to his place.

I returned to the girls to find Alia and Nala dancing while Prince Kiro and his third cousin were visiting with Dora, Nella, and Monika.

As I approached, he extended his hand. I took it and shook it. He glanced at my neck and frowned.

"May I?" he asked, pointing at my collar.

"Sure - whatever," I said.

He pulled my collar out and looked at my chest. I glanced down. I had forgotten all of those pustules, nodules, or goiters were there. Most of my shoulders and chest was covered.

"I should probably practice healing those...," I said.

"Is one of those from when you healed me?"

"I've lost track but I think I shoved that one into the Beast before he died."

"He deserved it," the prince said, nodding.

"Prince Kiro," Mila asked.

"Yes, dear cousin?"

"Would it be alright for me to take these lovely ladies down to the kitchens for some fresh bread?"

"What?!" Alia gasped.

"Follow me!" Nala told her.

Nala grabbed Alia by the hand and quickly led her from the room.

"Did you hide the knives?" I asked the cook.

"Shit!" she exclaimed.

She took off after the girls.

"Attention, ladies," the prince said. "Follow me to the kitchens where there is fresh, warm bread and enough butter to give you a bellyache."

I hugged Zima to my side.

"Thanks for helping me out," I told her.

"You're not evil," she said.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked. "I'm the worst of the worst."

She gave me a mock glare. I scooped her up, threw her over my shoulder, and raced past the prince to head for the kitchens. Zima shrieked with laughter the whole way there. When I dumped her back onto her feet, she punched me in the chest - and then gasped at the weird feeling of the squishy lumps that covered my body. She wiped the tears from her eyes, grinning at me. I went to help Mila.

We found places to sit - and saucers - for everybody. Even the prince joined us. Mila and I cut bread into slices and put two on each plate. There were six crocks of butter and the lines quickly formed.

"Gods above!" Alia exclaimed after the first bite.

"Language!" Dora scolded her.

"Loki says it," she objected.

Every adult female in the room turned to glare at me.

"I've only been in this world for like a week," I said. "I don't think it's fair to blame me. I'm still learning all of your bad words and curses."

"Fair...," Dora said.

"Nicely done," Alia stage-whispered to me.

This brought a peal of laughter from most of the adults.

We snacked and chatted for at least a half-hour and then Dora announced that we needed to get home before we ruined our dinner. This pronouncement was met with a round of protest from adults and orphans alike. Alia and Nala giggled when the prince complained dramatically as well.

We headed back for the courtyard with Prince Kiro, Mila, and Nala tagging along.

"I think I should like to visit the orphanage," the prince said, turning to Dora. "Would that be alright?"

"Yes, my lord," she said, giving him a curtsy.

"I'd best take a couple guards or father will have my head...," he grumbled.

He waved the gate captain over and instructed him to assign a couple guards to travel with us. Once we were all set, we held hands, and I portaled us to the backyard of the orphanage.

~~~ Orphanage ~~~

As soon as we arrived, we knew something was wrong. The backdoor of the house was standing open - as was the gate in the wall. The handcart was missing. Willa and the stonemason were nowhere to be found. The house had been ransacked and there was blood trailing off down the street.

The prince turned to the guards.

"Stay here," he told them. "We'll return to the palace and get the captain and more help and be right back. Defend these women against all foes."

They nodded. He took my hand. We portaled back to the courtyard. He ordered me to stay put and rushed towards the gate captain to explain. The captain sent a messenger to the king's guards.

Within minutes, we had a dozen guards assembled. We clasped each other's shoulders and I portaled the whole group back to the orphanage.

Thankfully, the portal magic was intelligent enough to keep people from landing on top of things or people - because it was mayhem.

The prince left the same two guards at the orphanage - while the rest of us took off to try to track down where the thieves and kidnappers had gone...

~~~ Apology ~~~

I really hate to do this to you but I'm going to end this chapter with a cliffhanger. Hopefully, after you've read the next segment, you'll understand why I felt like I had to stop here. The next chapter should be out in a day or so, like usual.

~~~ End of Chapter 5 ~~~

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