The Quantum Wanderer

As the first light of dawn filters through the grand windows of our new manor, I stir awake in the opulent master bed, surrounded by my devoted harem. The air is thick with the scent of anticipation and last night's lingering lust. My mate sisters—Shandon, Opal, Aquamarine, Ruby, and Cecilia—along with my demoness slave Siratra, are all here, their bodies pressed against mine in a tangle of silk sheets and bare skin. They've been learning the arts of submission in those classes, and today, they're eager to prove it. I can feel their heat, their submission simmering just beneath the surface, ready to erupt under my command.

Siratra, that nerdy demoness with her insatiable thirst for knowledge and pleasure, is the first to make her move. She's still buzzing from yesterday's triumph when I humiliated that pompous noble in front of everyone. “Master,” she whispers, her voice trembling with devotion as she crawls up my body, her horns glinting in the soft light. Her tail wraps around my thigh, pulling me closer as she plants wet, hungry kisses along my chest. “Let me worship you, Master. I'll make you forget that fool.”

I grab her by the hair, yanking her up to meet my gaze, asserting my dominance right away. “Show me what you've learned, slave,” I growl, my voice low and commanding. She moans in response, her eyes lighting up with that familiar eagerness. Meanwhile, Ruby, ever the enthusiastic one, wastes no time. She's already sliding down between my legs, her dragon essence making her skin shimmer like polished gems. “My lord, I need your cock now,” she purrs, her hands wrapping around my shaft with a firm grip. Ruby's enthusiasm is infectious; she strokes me hard and fast, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip, drawing a grunt from my lips.

Shandon, with her average but reliable demeanor, joins in next, positioning herself beside Ruby. “My lord, let us serve you together,” she says, her voice steady as she leans in to kiss Ruby, their lips locking in a sloppy, passionate exchange that only heightens the tension. I watch as Shandon's hands roam over Ruby's curves, pinching her nipples until she squirms, all while they both focus on pleasuring me. It's a perfect display of their submission, but I want more—I demand it.

Opal, ever dignified, approaches with a grace that belies the fire in her eyes. She's particularly devoted today, after I treated her like the queen she is yesterday, pushing her limits in ways no one else has. “My lord, allow me to reward you properly,” she murmurs, her voice smooth and controlled as she straddles my face. I pull her down onto me, my tongue delving into her slick folds without hesitation. She gasps, her dignified facade cracking as she grinds against my mouth. “Yes, my lord, just like that—take what's yours.” Her juices coat my lips, and I lap them up greedily, feeling her body tremble under my control.

Aquamarine, shy at first, hovers at the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed as she watches the scene unfold. But I know what's coming—she always surprises us with her hidden filth. “My lord... may I?” she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. I nod, and she pounces, surprising everyone by diving between Opal's legs while I eat her out. Aquamarine's tongue works feverishly, lapping at Opal's clit with dirty, unexpected expertise. “Oh, fuck, you dirty little thing,” Opal moans, her dignity forgotten as Aquamarine whispers filthy encouragements that make my cock throb harder.

Cecilia, the human among my mate sisters, circles around, her eyes gleaming with that mix of fear and desire she always shows. “My villain, you're going to ruin us all today, aren't you?” she taunts playfully, though her submission is clear as she positions herself to ride my cock. I flip her onto her back, pinning her down with my weight. “Damn right I am,” I snarl, thrusting into her tight pussy with forceful strokes. She cries out, her nails digging into my back, but it's Siratra who steals the show again. She's moved to my side, her fingers working her own dripping cunt as she watches. “Master, you're a god of knowledge—make me cum for you!” she screams as her orgasm hits, her body convulsing wildly.

The room erupts into a symphony of moans and wet slaps as I orchestrate the chaos. I switch between them, fucking Cecilia deep while ordering Ruby and Shandon to sixty-nine each other. Aquamarine continues her assault on Opal, who squirts messily all over her face, screaming, “My lord, I'm yours!” I feel their submissions deepen, a bit of dominance peeking through in their eager touches, but never enough to challenge me. They know their place.

As the sun rises higher, I reach my peak, pulling out of Cecilia to cover Siratra's face with my hot cum. “Swallow it all, slave,” I command, and she does, licking her lips with reverence. The mate sisters collapse around me, breathless and satisfied, their bodies marked by my dominance.

We have our breakfast, and then we go do our stuff. I relax in the garden in the morning. When it is close to noon I see this huge delivery at the gate. The guard goes to the house, calls Rudolph. Then the guards and him carry stuff to the house. After some time unloading the stuff, Rudolph comes with a letter, in platter, to me. It is from viscount Blackforge, to Marcelo. I open it.

“Dear sir,

I had no idea that such a foul play was at hand. It pains me that his suggestion on inviting you had ulterior motives. I learned about his scheming when the duel happened.

I apologize for what took place, and I hope that you can still think of me as a potential and sincere friend.

With this letter, I am sending a compliment to this apology, on the hopes of making it up a little for the missed dances and food.

Sincerely yours,

Raphael Blackforge

Loyal viscount to the Empire.”

I finished reading the letter, and looked at Rudolph.

“They sent a lot of sweets, and some flowers, sir. Can I proceed to write a thank you letter?”

“Of course. Please add to it that I understand that he was not aware of the marquis’ foul play.”

I handed him the letter, so that he could know what he was writing about.

“Of course, sir. I will do that. Do you want me to add any title to your name, sir?”

I giggled a little.

“Not at this time, Rudolph. What was delivered?”

“A lot of sweets, sir.”

“Ok. Get some of them so that you and the people that word around can have a taste, and then the ladies can have the rest over some tea.”

“Are you sure sir? They look expensive. It’s just not… normal, sir.”

“Yes, I am sure. Now that I think about it, Rudolph, what part in this house is normal?”

This was the first time that I saw Rudolph laughing. Then he looked at me, and contained himself.

“Of course, sir.”

He turned around and was gone.

The next couple of days go on at a slow pace, almost boring. I decide to visit the guild. When I enter, with Muninn and Huginn and there is this short silence, then I hear that loud voice.

“Lionheart! By the gods! Come over!”

There is a group that is around a table, and I go there. I sit on a chair, and order an ale to the girl serving them.

“Tell us, is it true?”

“What is true?”

“That you killed a platoon of guards and killed a noble because he looked at one of your girls with lust!”

“That’s not how it happened.”

I receive my cup with ale, and I take a sip.

“Do you guys remember the kid that was trying for Knight school?”

“The little winter?”

“Little winter…?”

“Yup, that’s how he is known. You don’t have any fruits hanging on trees during winter…”

I giggle.

“Yup, that one. His father was a noble from Arthuria. So, there was this ball, and I ended up invited. One of my girls really wanted to go to one, so I obliged.

“The noble that was throwing the ball did not know about this, but then little winter’s father tried some honor duel bullshit. He lost.”

“What about the thing about the platoon of guards?”

“Not platoon, he had one guy that was dueling for him, as a champion. He lost, then I thought it would be fair for the noble to have his life on the line as well.”

“Are you not worried about being prosecuted or something? Weren’t there witnesses?”

“There were a lot of witnesses, but your emperor seem to be very fair, so no foul done. I am in the clear.”

“Hey guys, apparently Lionheart is not pushing so much work on his pride…”

We chit-chatted a lot after that, they were telling me about their monster and bandit killings. I also got some news that the situation in Arthuria was not good for the common folk at all. A lot of people being caught in the crossfire in the gang wars. The nobles that were living in the capital moved back to their lands, and brought their soldiers with them. That reduced a lot the amount of guards available in the city.

I take a look at the board to see if there is anything worthwhile. There is this eventual monster here and there, but nothing big, really. The strongest monster hunt is an eventual plated rhino that came too close to the farmers. With my current levels, I could probably punch it the head to death. I just ask the attendant if this is a new request, and if she thinks it is going to get picked up soon, and she said that it probably will. There are also some escort missions, but spending days on end on a wagon is not really my thing.

There was even a quest to kill a dragon, for two platinum. I laugh a little. For the adventurers, this is a joke. They know that even if you put all the adventurers in the city together, bringing one down would be almost impossible. I remember how they scale their strength against the humans. And the day the humans really threaten them, is the day humans will cease to exist. That’s just my personal theory, though.

I end up getting a bullgoose over to Piotr, he had helped me on occasion, I thought it was well deserved.

I use this time to train my spells, in particular my preferred ones, like soul absorption, sanctuary, and the gas manipulation ones. I start training and playing with an idea that I had in the past, just for the sake of having it, using matter energy to create anti-matter. If the amount of matter and anti-matter was the same, turning one into another would not be that consuming. I had already done the neutron crystals, so this was a step up. I only used tiny amounts in my tests, though. Some molecules at most. The hard part was the equilibrium in magnetic forces to keep the anti-matter enclosed somewhere.

I also trained the portal, as this could actually provide me some additional accuracy as well as reduce the mana needed. I even managed to create portals to closer places, or creating a portal further away from me. This would be important in the parade.

The training was alternated with some other activities. I had a lot of dates with my girls. Sometimes in the city, sometimes in a beach in Drakonia. But we didn’t really spend a longer time anywhere.

The other thing I did was actually doing a couple of drills on the portal thing with some of the elder dragons, Troggar leading them. He managed to have five of them do some experiments on the portals. I had the feeling that they felt more docile after the drills, but it is difficult to be certain.

The closer the days got to the parade, the more intense the talks among people. The adventurers were divided. Among the general populace, there were some prophets announcing the end of the world, and the rebirth of Wrax that was going to cleanse the land with dragon fire. There were even a couple of improvised churches that started to worship Wrax. Of course, there was no comparison on the money spent, but they reminded me of another church, this one in the demon empire. They also have statues of someone with crows on their shoulders, and dragons around.

Some of the girls started having hobbies. Siratra and I would sometimes discuss math. I had a board done and placed in her room, so that we could discuss the concepts. The math here is really kind of old. I taught her some probability math, and gave her some problems. I did the same with some other topics, whenever one would pop up.

Aquamarine started painting some sights. I noticed that some of the colors she was using were a little off. She said that some of the colors could not be created from the paint I provided. Upon further investigation, they apparently see two different forms of what looks to be the same green and two forms of yellow. In particular, in flowers and plants. They could see more colors than we do.

Opal and Shandon started doing some glass sculpting. It was a lot easier for them then for a normal humanoid, because they are basically immune to the temperature of the glass. They actually did their stuff by pinching and molding the glass directly, as opposed as having to use tools to do the job.

Ruby was interested on learning the imperial way of fighting. She started it because she has this innate will to fight, and be energetic. But then she learned how much energy she wastes, and how much she could punch above her weight class if she learns how to do it right. She was a very fast learner. And the whole thing actually helped her calm down a little.

Cecilia enjoyed going to the guild as well. Apparently her nickname in the guild was ‘Liontamer’. I think I might be losing some of my respect there.

Finally, the last day of the month six comes around. I am divided between getting some sleep or not. If we do, we have to wake up by midnight, and do the preparations, so that we can go to Drakonia at 1 in the morning. I ask Rudolph to knock on my door by midnight, so that if I drift a little I can wake up in a timely fashion. We all end up having an afternoon nap in the garden, and deciding to stay awake for the night. Having a too thick skin for mosquitos to bite is a blessing that I am never going to stop thanking for.

The city, however, is electric. Everything it has been in the past few weeks, now it is more. The fanatics are crazier than ever. There are people on the streets selling special dragon watching glasses, saying that one goes blind if one does not wear them when watching the migration. The empire has declared a week of holidays, starting today. After all, not much can be accomplished on the day before, and they were expecting some fallout after.

I mention to Rudolph that we are going to stay in the bedroom all day tomorrow. I have to confess, this is a bit of laziness. I don’t really feel like going to the forest at 1 am just so as not to create any suspicion. I told him not to worry about food or drinks, we will go down when we feel like it.

I watch the time goes by. I can partially tell the time, by using the position of the stars. When the first star I saw that night is right above my head, it is time to start preparing. It is around midnight. I give a peck on the lips of each girl. The dragonesses are actually naked, they are going to transform once we get to the beach in Drakonia. I open a small portal to inspect. There are already some dragons on beach. It’s a good thing that this is a very big beach. It feels longer and larger than the one in Barra da Tijuca. I find a place with a vacant spot, and portal there.

Several heads turn and put their foreheads against the sand. The dragonesses transform. A sea of dragons saluting, my four girls in dragon form, Cecilia and Siratra by my side. I wish I had a camera to store this moment.

I put the saddle on Opal, Shandon and Aquamarine. I remind them that Cecilia and Siratra are frail if compared to anyone else around here, to be careful with their sisters, and Shandon and Aquamarine nod. Cecilia, Siratra and I climb Shandon, Aquamarine and Opal, with their help, and we start the flight. The take-off actually takes about half an hour before the last dragon is off the ground. We are gaining altitude, already in the big V formation. They are all following Opal, because she is carrying me.

The grandness of this all is… Intoxicating. After the girls, that even though are the smallest creatures in here, are still imponent at their 120 feet long, I can see Troggar and the other elders, with their imponent size of something around 300 feet. They are just… impossible in any universe withouth magic. It feels like I am in a dream, looking at several beasts, bigger than the largest plane ever, flying.

I look forward, the wind controlled by Opal is just enough to get the tips of my clothing to fly all around. I look at Opal, she is smiling, I can almost touch her happiness. It is time, I open the first portal. Opal knows that she is going to cross it, and it is going to take us to the first place in the parade. The portal is some 100 miles from the first cave system that houses dragon. I look back, and as Opal passes through the portal, I see that the big V gets smaller with each passing, it works like a zipper, instead of having this one huge line.

The V gets squeezed just before the portal, the dragons doing this screw turn, then they pass through the portal, and then do another screw turn, to re-assume their positions. I can see that the speed we are in is actually some leisure speed, even adults are actually flying faster during the portal passage.

The choreography is beautiful.

I look at Siratra and Cecilia, and they are both as impressed as I am, if not more.

Some time later, we are reaching the first cave system. When Opal is right above the border, she starts a roar, that is supported by all the other dragons. I can ‘hear’ it on my stomach. I look at Siratra and Cecilia, they look around the dragonesses they are on, but I don’t think that they are hearing the deafening roar all around. Shandon notices that I was looking at her and Cecilia in a worried fashion, and blinks her eye to me. I throw her a kiss.

I see some dragons from the caves below looking up. I can’t understand their expressions unless it is something really off the mark, so it is hard to say what they are thinking.

I look behind me, we have been flying for some time over the cave system now. I look behind, and see that the last dragons are finishing to go over. We are already some 60 miles off, I open the portal to the next place, and I see the dance in the air again.

Place after place, the beautiful dance, the roar… It’s exhilarating. How could I describe something so big? How could I describe the sky or the stars to someone that has never been outside a cave? Or the color blue to a person that was born blind?

I can cast a spell, and fly, but not like this. Not in this procession, not in front of all these dragons.

The whole thing is an experience. It’s easy to get drunk on the sensation. I open my arms, and I feel the wind. My higher levels, with the ungodly strength, coupled with the body reinforcement, makes me awake.

Portal after portal, we visit every place in Drakonia. The green scenery the encompasses everything, with some changes in the areas. Some areas are green, some are dryer, there is even a desert in this absolutely huge continent. And we keep jumping, from place to place, portal to portal.

As we go jumping from place to place, the sun travels across the sky, as the time moves. The sun starts to set here, as we are finishing the places in Drakonia.

I open the portal to the nursery, that is going to be our first stop in Andrea. There is still day light in Andrea, because this is west of Drakonia. The experience continues, it feels like we got extended time, but not much. I open the portal to the fly by over the capital of the empire, where we arrive from behind Anthon’s castle, like he asked. Of course, we are flying in a high altitude, I want to avoid any idiot of launching a spell or something.

There is some organization in the ground, Ironhold is really colorful today. It looks like a festival is taking place. The part close to the Anthon’s castle has a more uniform aspect, while the main street, in front of it, is full of people looking up. The pass over is not very long, we are taking about the same time we did for the places in Drakonia, opening the portal before, passing, and then opening another portal.

The next stop is Arthuria’s capital. The city streets have some people, the guild in particular has a lot of people on the ceiling, watching, but the rest of the city is kind of chaotic.

The sun is already setting on the horizon, again. I am going to see my second sun set on the same day.

We then fly over Angelica. There are people running around, some panic. This is weird, because I vividly remember visiting the guild branch in here, when I was selling the dragon carcass. They should have got the news. But, funnily enough, in spite of some chaos on the streets, there are some people watching the parade from the guild’s ceiling.

Next city we are going to fly by is the demon’s empire capital. As we get near, I can see that there is a lot of people outside the city walls. And I mean a lot. It feels like some scenes in the past, such as a new year’s eve in Copacabana, that hits the mark of million people attending to the fireworks. And then the crowd of people stop, the shape of a huge semi circle of empty people.

After Opal goes over the city, she circles down, descending, and lands on the semi-circle. The rest of the dragons do same maneuver, and start landing behind us. The girls are kind of close, and Cecilia is giving me a ‘what’s going on?’ look. Siratra is just flabbergasted. I look to the dragons, and right after they land, they position the top of their heads against the ground. There is no space to open the wings, though.

I look at the wall, and Rajesh is there, with the former marshal by his side. He waves at me, I wave back.

The sea of demons drop on their knees, and touch their foreheads to the ground.

Opal turns her head up, and spits a column of fire up, while roaring. The other dragons do the same. Although night is here, the fire of the dragons spread this yellow light around. A heat wave passes through. I feels like a dry sauna.

Opal stops, and the column starts to die down. The last ones to stop are the dragons farther away. Opal takes flight once again, and I see the dragons giving a step forward, to be able to open their wings, and then take flight, and several minutes later, the big V formation is created once again. I create my last portal, back again to Drakonia, so that I can leave the dragons to go home, and we go to that same beach.

Opal lands. I jump off. The dragons are still circling us, then two of them land, assume the full submission position, and I tell them that they can go. They fly away. Then two more. It hits me that this is going to take forever. I feel awkward with what I am going to do, but it’s go big or go home…. I put mana on my voice.

“YOUR ALLEGIANCE HAS BEEN RECOGNIZED. YOU CAN ALL LEAVE.”

And all the dragons start dispersing, flying away like a flock of birds that have been released.

The dragonesses assume their human form, and the saddles just fall on the ground. I pick them up, and open a portal to my room.

Cecilia, Siratra and I go straight to the bathroom, already undressing on the way. That was a lot of time on a saddle. I am not physically tired, but emotionally I am exhausted. I ring a bell, to summon Rudolph.

He comes by the door.

“Rudolph, I know it is kind of late, but is there a way for us to have some food. The girls and I are hungry.”

“Of course, sir, right away… How was the flight?”

I answer on reflex.

“Good…” Then I realize my blunder. “What flight are you talking about?”

“Or, sir, none, I was just mumbling to my self. I will get your late supper right away, sir.”

After we eat, I almost pass out on my bed.