Emperor Night

"What is this place?" Saikhi gawked.

Dozens of screens lit up around Jonathan's group. Images of rooms and tunnels were displayed upon them. A stone chair carved from the surrounding rock sat in the middle of the circular room. Panels and buttons lined it's outer rim, sitting below the glaring monitors. They had been travelling through the tunnels for what felt like an age. Sneaking and sliding down the maze of passageways. They even had close call with one of the priestesses wondering around the facility, fortunately she ignored them after taking a glance at Talitha's gown. Jonathan took the opportunity to sit down on the hard, unforgiving chair. It felt like heaven. Jonathan let out a sigh of relief.

"It looks like a security room." Jonathan said as the stone chair swiveled around on a hidden rotating tray. He grasped firmly on the chair's armrests. The constant fear of traps in these catacombs had put him on edge. The chair harmlessly glided around giving Jonathan a better view of the central screens. They lacked any wires or frames. It was like they were projected onto a thin plate of glass suspended in the air.

"It isn't like any security room I have ever seen before, or even read about." Saikhi added. But it was oddly familiar to Jonathan. The room had a lot of similarities to a movie he had once seen, one that he had long since forgotten the title of. It was probably a coincidence but he couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity.

Jonathan inspected the various screens. Most of them showed empty rooms and hallways. Labels within each view port informed potential viewers of their location's title. 'Hallway North 3', 'Holding Cell South 7' and so on. Jonathan's eyes stopped. One of the screens caught his eye. 'Breeding Room South 1'.

On that screen a woman was surrounded by a group of disrobed Brutes along with several other bestial races Jonathan didn't recognize. They were taking turns filling the woman's holes with their c.o.c.ks and by the amount of c.u.m covering her, they had been doing so for some time. He squinted as he inspected the woman closer. Their was no mistaking her, it was Sala. Her current predicament seemed like a fitting punishment but Jonathan couldn't help but feel bad for her despite everything she had done to him and his companions. He also couldn't help the growing problem between his legs as he watched the priestess' magnificent body being violated.

"She is getting what she deserves." Talitha grunted as she leaned against the chair's armrest.

"Maybe it was bit too much." Saikhi added. Jonathan noticed her gently biting her lower lip as she watched the screen attentively.

"Daddy seems to be enjoying it." Talitha noticed Jonathan's bulge growing. She reached down and rubbed his member over the top of the robe's fabric. She crawled down to her knees between her Chieftain's legs.

"Tali, I don't think now is the time-" Jonathan's protest fell on deaf ears. He felt Talitha purring against his t.h.i.g.hs as she swiftly released his stiffening c.o.c.k from it's coverings. She slid it down her throat with remarkable ease as she lovingly c.a.r.e.s.sed his balls. Her mouth worked Jonathan's shaft as she savored his taste. All the while Jonathan's gaze switched between Talitha skillful work and Sala exhausted ecstasy.

Whilst Talitha was hard at work, some of the other screens peaked Jonathan's interest. In a handful of them were more beautiful women of various races, mostly human but some much more exotic. A lot of them were undergoing a similar treatment to Sala, albeit to a much lesser extent. A variety of hapless women were being penetrated by an assortment of large and powerful males. These women looked beyond the point of exhaustion and deep into the grasp of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. There was no telling how long they had been down here for. At some point during all this, Saikhi had started to touch herself. Her eyes intently studied the women on the screens. Discovering p.o.r.n for the first time was a hell of a trip.

Jonathan was on the edge of c.u.m.m.i.n.g when he spotted it. 'Entrance'. A group of armed guards entering the catacombs. A familiar woman leading the pack. Her white silvery hair flowing behind her athletic build. It was Zigarete. Jonathan pushed Talitha off his c.o.c.k, he couldn't afford her going unconscious right this moment. But it wasn't Talitha s.u.c.k.i.n.g him off right now. During his mental panic, he didn't notice the two girls had swapped places.

"Is everything ok Master?" Saikhi's lips slid off Jonathan's c.o.c.k with a satisfying pop.

"We have company." Jonathan pointed to the entrance screen. He noticed another familiar face. Captain Garth, the bastard talked. "Looks like my red herrings didn't work." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Red what?" Saikhi asked. The girls seemed of much sounder mind after having repeated contact with Jonathan's power. He was surprised how little it was affecting them. In the beginning they couldn't even say full sentence beyond 'give me your c.o.c.k'. Perhaps it was similar to how the priestess had maintained her sanity. If that was the case, maybe it would be best not to reverse the effects just yet.

"Red herring, it's a kind of fish... never mind." Jonathan needed to focus. "We need to get out of here before they find us."

"I don't think we will be able to get out without a fight." Talitha pointed at the entrance screen. Four of the men stood guard their. "These magical portals don't show another exit." Talitha added.

F.u.c.k.

"Alright, well I am very much open to ideas." Jonathan stood up and started to pace the room. This was bad, very bad. They could try to fight their way out but they were outnumbered at least five-to-one. Those were not great odds. Especially considering Jonathan lack of combat prowess. He couldn't just rely on his stolen spear to pull him through.

Maybe if they could get around the main group they could try to fight the guards at the entrance but that would be risky. Talitha's disguise wont be enough to save them if they made a mistake.

"We could try and distract them." Saikhi said. Despite his best efforts, Jonathan's distractions didn't seem to have worked earlier, they probably wouldn't start now. Saikhi moved closer to the control panels lining the sides of the room. She pulled out her notes and held up scribbled symbols next to the buttons. Contrasting and comparing them.

"I think this room is some kind of far-away controller." She added. Some might say 'remote'. "I think I might be able to use it to release some of the breeding stock here. Like you did in the room with Sala. That would probably cause some trouble."

Amazing. Saikhi was an extremely quick study. If they did this, it might deal with the Zigarete problem but it would mean they would have to then get through everything they released. Jonathan mustered his resolve.

"Is there anyway we can release them in groups?" Jonathan asked as he pondered their situation.

"Yes, I believe I can target each holding chamber individually. You would have complete control of this dungeon, Master." Saikhi hands found a small panel and depressed it. "I just turned off the safety measures... I probably."

'Dungeon Master.' Jonathan grinned as Saikhi's words echoed in his brain. He very much liked the sound of that.

"Alright, let's unleash the first encounter on these adventurers." Jonathan said with a cartoony evil voice.

"Encounter?" Saikhi asked unsure of her master's meaning.

"Uh... release the first group of breeding stock... The closest ones."

Saikhi nodded and pressed a button in front of her.