123 Sin NSFW (1/2)
The chamber I had teleported into was a wide one. It was a large, circular space that existed beneath the Ardor family's property, beside the burial chambers which had once housed the dark elven corpses I had reanimated and transformed into vampires.
The place smelled of a hedonistic mixture of blood, dried semen, sweat, and other bodily fluids. I could see a number of dark elves in various states of undress and ecstasy.
Some dark elves, men and women alike, were fully naked and had blissful expressions on their faces as they fucked or were fucked by each other. I saw men inside women, women inside women, and men inside men. Perhaps the most accepting I had ever seen dark elves be, was right now, in the heat of lust. The gender of their sexual partners seemed to be the least important thing in the world to them, at least at this moment.
The noises that filled the chamber were the sounds of lustful hedonism. I could hear hearts pounding and body parts penetrating various orifices, be they penises, tongues, fingers, or even entire fists.
I could also hear gasps of delight, and muffled or in many cases not so muffled moans. A series of sounds I really liked was the odd noises muscles made when they contracted during a dark elven orgasm.
I spent a few minutes silently observing the dark elves. They were so engrossed in their pleasure that they barely remembered people they weren't fucking, and they definitely didn't notice me. There was something sinisterly beautiful and remarkably tempting about them, even as they wallowed in sin and rutted like wild animals.
I noticed a few things while observing the dark elves. The first thing I noticed was the indelicate violence of the men. The male dark elves before me, be they members of the Ardor family or not, were violent in their lust. They forcefully pounded whoever was on the other end of their penises, thrusting hard into the targets of their lust and selfishly fixating on speeding towards a climax. There was no restraint or thought to their actions, but it was fun to watch.
On the other hand the female dark elves were careful. They were dexterous and acrobatic in their sexual affairs. The women who were on top of women were performing a show that inevitably ended in their partners experiencing several orgasms, not fucking. It gave off a whole other air and was mesmerizing to watch.
Each person in the chamber was either dazzlingly beautiful or incredibly handsome. They all had muscular and fit bodies, and attractive, well-groomed sexual organs. Those of them that wore clothes, usually the prouder members of the Ardor family, were dressed in dark fabrics that still exposed their genitalia while flaunting their status as powerful nobles backed by a literal god.
After I observed their senseless and selfish indulgences in sexual sin I noticed that some of the people in the chamber, mostly men but also a few women, were beginning to slow down. Sweat and other bodily fluids covered their exposed skin or stained their fancy outfits and they had unfocused expressions on their faces. They were wearing themselves out. Luckily for them, I was here and I could do something about that. At last, I began to move.
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I took silent steps forward and activated one of my newest abilities. I didn't directly feel any physical changes from the power I activated, but I knew that it was a dramatic ability that would radically skew how I was perceived. Shortly after activating it I was asked a question by the system.
[Alert: You have activated your 'Subjective perception' power. In doing so you are wrapping yourself in a tight blanket of eldritch miasma that causes how you appear in people's eyes to change from person to person. Would you like to make yourself terrifying, beautiful, or handsome?]
I read through the alert and silently selected that I would like to make myself handsome. When I selected that I did feel a slight change, but I knew it wasn't to me. It was to the world around me.
I quietly activated another of my powers, one I hadn't used in a while: the ”Velvet voice” ability I possessed thanks to my powers over lust. And at last I looked to the dark elves, to my worshipers, and spoke.
”Dark elves! I am disappointed.” I loudly proclaimed, my voice exploding throughout the chamber. It was a sensual explosion, as my voice was low and rugged and I spoke the words in a sexual way, sounding more like a frustrated lover than an annoyed god.
The explosion of sound washing over the dark elves drew them out of their lusty hazes long enough for them to look and me. As they turned to me and stared in confusion I chuckled and activated my ”Religious fervor” ability. I intended for this to be a literal religious experience for them. To take this chance to make them mine in heart, body, and soul.
”Is this all you can do?” I asked, speaking to the dark elves curiously. I sensed their growing confusion, and chuckled.
”I am your god. And the one to whom all of this pleasure is supposed to be dedicated. Yet I must confess... I am saddened that for all of the gifts I have given you, this is the quality of the gift you have given me in return.” I told the dark elves, revealing my identity casually. Their eyes widened as they heard my revelation. They were about to protest when I began to speak again.
”Enough. I am mostly teasing you. Mostly. I understand that mortal bodies have limits. Fortunately, as I have opted to come here and be entertained I shall start off by doing this.” I told the dark elves, mysteriously.
As I was speaking I targeted each of the living dark elves. I then proceeded to pour restorative energy into them, specifically energy that restored their stamina. They uniformly sighed in delight as my mystical, curative energy seeped into them and gave them more and more stamina. A few of them, the more exhausted ones, quaked as they felt their exhaustion disappear.
To them it was probably like receiving the full pleasure and delight of a masterful massage all at once and spread equally across every centimeter of their body. I allowed them to silently enjoy the sensation for a second before I spoke once more.
”Now then... I am the lord of sin and I have come here to be entertained. I have enjoyed the ways you have treated each other and the pleasure you've each selfishly pursued. Entertain me more. Show me more lust.” I told the dark elves, grinning at them as I spoke.
They shivered as they listened to me, my words stirring primal urges in them. I found this amusing and opted to speak more.
”Wallow before me. Lose yourself before your god. Debase yourself to entertain me.” I told the dark elves, allowing the dark pride I felt as a god to seep into my words. And I watched as the intelligence that was clearly visible in each living dark elf's eyes dimmed. The intelligence was replaced by something else, something older. Something more basic and often more quickly rewarding than intelligence filled their gazes: lust.
The three dark elves closest to me began to move a second after I spoke. Their eyes were almost entirely empty and they were approaching me. Some other dark elves tried to approach me, but they were immediately set upon by the other dark elves in the chamber. That part of the chamber quickly devolved into an orgiastic display of primal, base lust.
I chuckled at the dark elves who approached me. Their eyes were largely devoid of the intelligent pride that filled the eyes of most members of their species. I could tell my words deeply affected them. Milene was among them.
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Two of the three dark elves that approached me were members of the Ardor family. Milene and one of her brothers were making their way towards me. As was one of the strangers the family had invited to their bacchanals. Two females, one male.
As they approached me I made use of one of my new abilities. I cupped one of my hands against my lips, lightly kissed it, and then released the kiss in the form of three dark-colored, lip-shaped projectiles. I aimed each of the projectiles at an approaching dark elf and chuckled as they made no attempt to dodge the strange ability. The ability hit each of them, colliding with their lips and producing noises in the form of loud smacks similar to when lovers passionately kissed.
When the power connected with them I received a single notification alerting me to the fact that I had opened their minds to my influence. I already had considerable sway over each of them, with my influence over Milene already being at 100%, my influence over her sibling being at 65%, and my influence over the dark elf they had invited being at 55%. That news brought a confident smile to my face. They closed the distance between us while I was reading the notification.
Milene began to shed her fancy robes as she neared me. By the time she was close enough to me that I could pull her close she was already entirely nude. Her proportions were quite slim, but I didn't mind this at all.
Milene had onyx-like skin, and her nipples were as hard as diamonds. As the dark elf neared me I felt my desire growing, as I found my eyes drawn to them, my mouth almost watering as I stared at them. And as I felt my desire grow, I felt something else change within me. I was a bit surprised to feel myself grow erect and for the erection to push uncomfortably against my pants.
Milene reached me and immediately sank to her knees. There was no hesitation or confusion in her gaze and she greedily reached towards my pants, her fingers scrambling in an effort to undo the buttons that held up my clothes. Even in her current state they posed no challenge to her and she quickly gazed upon my cock.
She studied it for a moment, and I watched her nostrils flare as she breathed in the scent of my masculine body. In my eyes my cock was a long thing, easily around 28 centimeters in length, but I didn't know how it looked to her. She began to slowly approach it, her lips lazily parting and her black tongue snaking out of the new opening. As she did so, I looked to the other two dark elves.