Gender: Male Age: 45 Location: N/A
THE NEW GODS 3: The Girl in the Dungeon
CATCHING UP: Rex Timon, one of four heirs to the power of the Olympian gods, cannot resist using his newfound powers to bed adolescent girls. His genuine affection for the girls he’s taken so far has prevented him from becoming truly abusive, but he knows he’s teetering on the edge of darkness. Good-hearted goddess candidate, Penelope, had hurt a little girl she had taken to her bed. She begged to be relieved of her powers so that she would never do it again. Hermes, their mentor, granted her wish.
MOVING ON: Rex finds what happens when his unlimited powers are not held in check by fondness.
Fantasy, mind control, coercion, hostage, young, male/teen female.
Rex wished the TV to come on, and his favorite show appeared on the enormous screen. The busty red-haired girl sleeping at his side stirred and glanced up in reaction to the sound. “Again?” she asked, seeing David Tennant’s handsome face appear on the screen. “How many episodes of DOCTOR WHO can a god watch?” She snuggled her naked body in next to him.
“Is that some sort of metaphysical conundrum?”
“Big words; sleepy little girl.”
“You should be grateful, Mandy. I never would have come up with the idea for your room if I didn’t watch this show.”
“I love my room. I love you. I’m going back to sleep.” She kissed his chest and fell right back into a deep slumber. Rex smiled at his most cherished lover. Mandy was so beautiful. Her red hair was so shiny, and her creamy skin, lightly dotted with freckles on the shoulders, was the picture of youthful perfection. Rex looked around the girl’s bedroom. To everyone but Rex and Mandy it looked like a normal room, but for them, it was trans-dimensional and far bigger on the inside than on the outside. Here, in the corner of the top floor of Melvin and Sarah Johnson’s little white house, their fourteen-year-old foster daughter slept in a mansion they could not even see. And roughly three times a week, she slept there with a god who loved her.
Rex gazed at his little treasure. For a moment, he thought of revitalizing her, giving her the strength for a seventh go-around tonight. But he decided not to. Humans’ bodies could be recharged over and over, but eventually they started to get a little strung-out, like they had been given repeated doses of a stimulant. “Poor Amber,” Rex chuckled fondly as he thought of his other favorite lover. The thirteen-year-old was enough of a chatterbox as it was since he had cured her stammer, but when they had decided to keep her wound up for four straight hours of sexual play, Amber had lost all filters between her mouth and brain. She had recited everything from Doctor Seuss to Shakespeare as she repeatedly yielded her enticing bottom to her beloved.
Rex decided to let Mandy sleep and regain her strength in the manner humans should. Since he was for all intents and purposes a god; Rex didn’t really need to sleep. But he often did. It helped him organize his thoughts. Besides, even gods can dream. Rex had long held one dream that even his godly powers could not provide. He wanted to travel in time. Hermes had made it very clear to him when he asked: even full-fledged gods do not travel in time. It would unravel the very fabric of history. So, it remained Rex’s fantasy, and he treasured it all the more for not being able to have it. Too many things had become too easy.
Soon, he fell asleep himself—just as The Doctor was onscreen talking to his own redheaded friend. Rex slept easily for a while, but he had deep concerns weighing on his mind. He had pointedly avoided hunting for new girls for a while, fearful of what he might do to a girl for whom he did not have genuine affection. But he knew he was only delaying the inevitable. Rex was drawn to nubile girls, barely past puberty, and he was going to have more of them. He began to sleep uneasily. He slipped into a dream where he saw Amber, who called him “Doctor X” or “Doc.” The slender girl was in a wedding dress as they played out the final scene of the episode Rex had been watching, one in which his friend warned The Doctor that he needed to be wary of how far he would go to achieve his ends. Rex saw himself as The Doctor.
AMBER: Promise me one thing though, Doctor.
REX: What's that?
AMBER: That you'll find somebody.
REX: I don't need anybody.
AMBER: Yes you do. Because I think sometimes you need somebody to stop you.
Rex woke with a start, and Mandy sensed it. She looked into his troubled eyes and stroked his cheek. “I will always love you,” she said. “I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re going through, but anyone with as much love in his heart as you have will eventually end up being a good person, even a good god.” Rex knew that Mandy’s own fantasies sometimes ran very dark. She probably came as close to knowing what stalked his dreams as any of his lovers ever had. “Do you want to let some of the dark out on me, Rex? You know I don’t mind.”
“No. Not tonight, angel. Sleep well. Wake refreshed in the morning.” It had been a mild command, and Mandy’s eyes closed immediately. Rex left her side and walked through her mansion to her bathroom. He sat on the floor of her shower and let the scalding hot water pour over him for an hour. Gods’ showers never ran out of hot water. It was nearly dawn. This, he knew, would be the day he found a new girl—one with whom he would not fall in love. He wished himself dry and dressed in black leathers and headed out for a ride.
He never actually drove anywhere anymore, but he had taken up the habit of riding a Harley for fun. God or not, the big noisy bike was a thrill. He wanted to feel the mechanical beast cut loose, so he whisked himself away to a desert highway in New Mexico. He buzzed by the rare fellow traveler at such high speeds that they would barely catch a glimpse of him before he faded into the horizon. He had gone west, away from the rising sun, but the escape was only temporary. As the sun rose over the Llano Estacado to his east, Rex grimly realized that dawn had followed him. He was still subject to time, and the day was upon him.
Eventually, he passed an empty school bus, headed out for its morning pick-ups. If the buses were heading out in Arizona, they were headed in back home. Rex and the bike left the highway, turning into the sun and becoming a tiny black dot high in the sky. A few minutes later he descended from the heavens and touched down in his driveway. He didn’t even bother to change clothes before he reappeared outside George S. Halas Middle School in suburban Chicago.
Seeing a grown man in biker’s leathers had the security guard at the door practically salivating, and not for any of the fun reasons. This guy wanted a chance to show some muscle, to wield his petty authority. He stepped in front of Rex, never suspecting he’d just tempted a god in a bad mood. Rex had conned the well-meaning guard at Roosevelt with Psychic Paper and then healed the man’s war wound. But as he approached Halas, he could sense the self-importance of the inconsequential little man with the tin badge and decided he had no patience for him. Rex simply extended a hand when he was still several steps away, and the guard flew ten feet and crashed into the cement block wall behind him. “You didn’t see anything,” he said to the crowd of stunned students waiting in the entryway for their friends to arrive. They went back about their business. Rex cloaked himself in invisibility and prowled the hallways.
“Somebody stop me,” Rex whispered.
“Not on my to-do list, friend,” he heard Hermes’ voice say in his mind.
“I’m deep in the shit now, messenger god,” Rex said.
“Yes, you are, and I’ll leave you to it,” Hermes said breezily.
Rex scanned the crowded hallway for the girl that would catch his eye. He spotted a clutch of four little hens. They were the queen bees of the eighth grade, no doubt about it. Nasty little pieces of work who used their beauty as a free pass to do as they pleased. They were either Rex’s complete inverse or simply lesser versions of what he was becoming. A little blonde beauty broke away from their huddle and approached an awkward seventh grade boy. Rex decided to watch.
“Victor,” the girl cooed. “I have something to tell you.”
The boy turned to her, obviously stunned to be addressed by this gorgeous girl. “What is it, Chelsea?” he asked, swallowing hard as he tried to keep his composure. Just her mere proximity caused him to have to drop the hand holding his binder down in front of his crotch as concealment. Rex saw the girl’s eyes dart down in recognition, and the rest of the girls tittered.
“I’ve thought you were cute all year, and my friends finally got sick of me talking about you. They told me I had to just come right out and tell you how I felt.”
“Really?” the boy started to grin. “I kind of feel the same way, Chelsea.”
“Wanna go sneak down to the basement? I know a place we could make out where no one would see us.”
“Um, sure. Right now?” The boy’s hopeful expression foretold how badly what came next would sting for him.
“No! In your dreams, dweeb!” she laughed, and her friends broke into giggles at the perfectly executed “Make-out/Fake-out.”
Rex sprang into action, silently commanding the actors in this little drama. “Grab her by the arm and kiss her hard, Victor,” he ordered. The boy did as the unseen god had told him. Chelsea struggled against him, but Victor held her arm firmly and placed a long and fierce kiss on her pretty little mouth. “Grab her ass and pull her to you.” Victor complied. “Give in to it, Chelsea.” She yielded to the boy’s advance. “Now, cum hard, you little fucking tease!” Chelsea shrieked as her body was rocked with an incredibly intense orgasm. Her knees gave way, and she fell flat on her ass, her legs splayed and her short skirt flipped up. Rex had unknowingly set off a girl who squirted and gushed when she came. A puddle of fluids gathered on the floor between her legs, and her tan tights bore a huge wet spot. Victor looked down at her in shock and reached for her, afraid he had hurt her.
“What did you do to me?” she asked.
“I-I just kissed you,” he said fearfully.
“Oh, my god, Madison!” one of the girls declared. “She pissed her pants.”
“That’s not piss, Jolene. God, you are so fucking stupid sometimes,” the black-haired Madison said shaking her head. “She creamed just because some dweeb kissed her. Jesus, Chelsea, what a whore!”
Rex made a note of which girl was Madison, but had to finish up with Chelsea and Victor first. “Chelsea?” he spoke into her mind. “That felt great, didn’t it?” Chelsea nodded. Rex didn’t have to dig deep to see that Chelsea was, as Madison had described her, quite the little whore. She usually only gave it up to high school boys, but she would do damned near anything if she was convinced it might make her feel good for a little while. “You must have had some secret feelings built up for this boy. He REALLY turns you on, and he will keep turning you on every time he fucks your little cunt. Be his little bitch until he doesn’t want you to be his little bitch anymore.”
“I’m sorry I tried to tease you, Victor. I must have had some real feelings built up for you and didn’t realize it. Will you please, please take me downstairs? I promise I’ll make it up to you if you give me a chance.”
Rex ordered Victor to just give her a cold stare. He had to push a bit; Victor was a nice kid and had a very strong instinct to be forgiving. But Victor soon had her locked in an icy gaze. He told Chelsea to offer him anything she could think of to convince him.
“Please, please, Victor. I’ll suck your cock, and I know how to deepthroat and swallow.” Victor continued with his hard look. Chelsea went on desperately. “I’ll let you fuck my pussy. You’ve seen how hard I cum and how wet I get. You can even have my ass if you want. I’ve hardly ever done that. It’s still really, really tight.”
The fledgling god told Victor he should wait before answering. Victor turned back to his locker and put his binder away. He sighed and then finally said, “I guess so. I have math first hour, and it’s really boring anyway.” Chelsea took him by the hand and pulled him down the hall toward the stairwell, stopping only once to give him a very hungry kiss and wrap her legs around his waist. Other students stopped and stared with open mouths.
Rex turned to the three stunned beauties left in the wake of the incident. “She’s a lucky girl,” he said, directing the thought to Jolene and the third girl, but not at Madison. “Go into the bathroom and masturbate, wishing you were her right now. You should probably actually help each other with that, but think of Victor the whole time. Don’t stop until you’ve each cum at least twice. If you want to keep going after that, you can.” The two girls left Madison standing alone as they rushed to the bathroom, already beginning to reach for each other’s suddenly hungry little pussies.
Rex crossed over and made himself visible when he was only inches from Madison, sending her backwards so quickly she nearly stumbled. “Who the fuck are you?” she screamed. “HELP!” No one turned toward her. She tried to run. Her feet stuck to the floor.
“You’re all on your own, Madison,” Rex said calmly. “No more shouting and screaming while we’re at school. You’ll scream later. I’m sure of that. That trick on Victor was your idea, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, so what?” she asked, unable to avoid telling the god the truth.
“Why did you do it?”
“Some people are just dweebs. When they start dreaming about hooking up with hot girls like us, they’re practically begging to get fucked with.”
“Interesting approach to life. You believe that the strong can do what they want to the weak, and the weak are asking for it?”
Madison knew right away where he was headed with this, but she couldn’t help answering the terrifying man truthfully. “Yes,” she squeaked timidly, seeing that the road she had chosen ran both ways now.
“Well then,” Rex said. “We’ll play by your rules.”
As she drew her next breath, Madison found herself in a most unexpected place. Rex hadn’t had a dungeon before, but he whipped one up for the occasion. She looked around at the bizarre equipment and immediately bolted for the door; well, she bolted where she thought there would be a door, but there was no door there. There were absolutely no doors or windows anywhere. She had no idea how they’d even gotten into the room. She wheeled around, desperately searching for anything she could use to fend off a man she was certain was about to pounce on her. She found a short cat with little metal balls on the ends of the leather thongs. She braced for the attack that did not come. “That’s right,” she said. “Stay back or I’ll belt you with this.” Rex looked at her and tilted his head sideways.
He studied her body. She wasn’t busty, nor was she flat. She was damned thin at the waist, but still had some curve to her. She was probably about 5’3” and roughly 100 pounds. She had shiny black hair and big brown eyes. She was quite a package. He thought about throwing her down and simply plundering her body as she wept and screamed, but he didn’t really have any plans for later, so he decided to make a day of it. He wanted to break more of this nasty little girl than just her body. “Do you think I’m going to rape you, Madison?”
“You’d better not try!”
“I have no intention of raping you.”
“You don’t?” She lowered the whip very slightly.
“I’ll be having my way with you, but only when you ask me for it.”
“I’m never going to do that,” she said, trying to sound reasonable. “So you might as well let me go.”
“I have no intention of doing that either, I’m afraid.”
“What DO you want?”
“I want to fuck you so hard it hurts and have you beg for more.”
“You’ll never get that,” she said with a certainty that bordered on haughtiness.
“Really? Because I’ve already made you disappear from a crowded school with no one noticing, and I have you standing in the center of a room with no entrances and exits. And I have you holding a snake believing it’s a whip.” Madison looked down and saw a bright green snake twisting around in her hand and screamed as she dropped it and stepped away. “Oh, wait. I said that backwards. I had you holding a whip and believing it was a snake.” Madison looked down and saw the whip lying on the floor, inanimate and ordinary-looking.
“You drugged me!” she said.
“Amateur stuff. I just changed reality.”
“You’re a wizard or something?”
“Nope, never met one. I don’t even know for sure they exist.”
“They exist,” a merry voice called aloud. “Stay away from them; deadly dull company.”
“Who is that?” Madison asked, searching for an intercom.
“Hermes. Have you heard of him?”
“Duh. He’s Thor’s brother.”
“That’s Loki,” the voice called. “And if you see him tell him he owes me money from the card game last month.” The girl froze, not of Rex’s doing. “Having fun, Rex?”
“Yeah, sort of, sir.”
“Well, enjoy your first trip to the dark side. I remember when I--”
“Sir?” Rex asked the disembodied god.
“Kind of being a mood-killer.”
“Right, right. Sorry. Do carry on, my friend.”
Madison moved again, taking a step away from Rex and thinking. “Look… Rex… You’ve never done this before. Hermes said so.”
“Oh, I didn’t know he’d let you listen in.”
“You don’t have to do this. It’s not your nature.”
“Well, that’s kind of the point of the exercise, Madison. I think it just might be my nature.”
“I’m a virgin. You’d be taking my innocence away from me forever.”
“Well, that much I have done to girls your age before. It’s just that I did it kindly because I realized that I cared for them. Oh, and don’t tell strangers who are seducing you that you’re a virgin. Not exactly a turn-off.” Madison winced, realizing her misstep. “But don’t worry about your virginity getting me wound up, because you’re lying about that anyway.”
“How do you know that?”
“I know anything I want to know. Teddy Waters after he scored three touchdowns in a freshman football game last year. All the girls wanted him at that party, so you gave it up to him just to rub it in their faces. You liked it, so you did it with him a few more times over the next week. Then you dropped him cold. Want me to list the others?” Madison emphatically shook her head. “I know all about you, Madison. That’s why I chose you.”
“So, you’ll be nice to me, because you picked me out of all the girls and like me the most?”
“Good heavens, no, Madison! You’re vile! That’s kind of what’s going to allow me to be a total bastard this time out.”
“If I’m so vile, why do you want to have sex with me?”
“Nature gave you a great little body. But I don’t want to have sex with you. That’s kind of a neutral way of describing it. I want to FUCK you. That’s means it’s about being filthy. Fucking can be playful or rough. With you, it’s gonna be pretty damned rough.”
“You’re sick!” She walked away from him and stood facing the corner. Rex thought of talking to her some more, but decided to change tactics. He cloaked himself. She could neither hear nor see him. Madison stood facing the corner for several seconds but slowly took a peek over her shoulder. She heaved a sigh of relief that he was gone. She began desperately scanning the room and clawing at the solid black walls, looking for any sign of an opening. Rex let her do it for a few minutes, but got bored with it.
“Two hours have passed,” he told her mind. “There is no way out of here. This guy is some sort of god that can pass through walls. He’s the most powerful being you’ve ever met. You’d better pray he comes back and doesn’t just leave you here.”
“Hey! Don’t leave me here. REX? REX? HERMES?” She waited and then cried meekly, “Anyone? Daddy?”
“Sleep,” Rex silently commanded. She collapsed onto the padded floor. He roamed around in her mind for about two minutes. It was very revealing. He crossed to her, dropping his shroud of imperceptibility. “Wake up, sleepyhead,” he said. Madison came around and then scooted back into the corner when she saw him. “Time to get up. You’ve been asleep for seven hours.”
“School’s over? My family will miss me! They’re going to move heaven and earth to find me.”
“Right now, your family doesn’t even remember that you exist, not Mommy, not your big brother, not even Daddy. Get it, Pumpkin?”
“Don’t call me that. Only my Daddy calls me that!”
“I know all about it, Madison. I know all about it. And I have to admit that I am shocked. I get how you have made it a point to get the other girls’ boyfriends to make out with you or fuck you just to prove that you can take them away if you want. Congratulations, you can. But that little plan you have for seducing your father is a dandy, Pumpkin.”
“You can’t stand that the man you want most is in love with another woman, even if she is your loving mother. And I have to tell you, Madison, your little plan to break up your happy family is working. Your Daddy is in agony over the feelings you’ve managed to stir up in him, and your mom is getting wise. It’s breaking her heart. Way to make the people who love you suffer.”
“He’s the best man in the world. And I get what I want!” Madison was so irate that she trembled with anger. “I would be better for him than she ever was!”
“Madison, you’ve got a little bit of slobber on your lip there. You lose a lot of pretty points when you get all nasty like that.”
“Is that an offer?”
“I hate you!”
“And yet you’re going to beg me to stick my dick in you pretty soon.”
“Why? Can you make me do and say things I don’t want to?”
“Yes, but that’s not how it will happen. You’re drawn to your dad because he’s handsome and powerful. I’m better-looking and you have to admit that my power is a little more impressive than his.”
“His is real.”
“So is mine. And I could ruin him in an instant, and then he would have no power at all. Sounds like fun. You know what, Madison? It sounds like more fun than this. I think I’ll let you go and go destroy him instead.”
“Really?” she asked, brightening.
“Oh, Madison. The person you claim to love most and you’d rather have me crush him than let me have a little fun with you?”
“That’s how you’re going to get me to do it with you? You’re going to threaten people I love until I agree?”
“No, Madison, that would be pointless. You don’t really love anyone but yourself.” Rex shrouded himself again, and once again, he pushed the notion that several hours had passed instead of a few seconds. Then, he reappeared. “Hungry?”
“I have to go to the bathroom. There’s no bathroom here.”
“Yes there is. Right there.” A little bathroom appeared across the room from them. It had a toilet, sink and a shower. It was nice enough, but it didn’t have a door.
“You could see me. I can’t go with you watching.”
“Then don’t go.” Rex pushed an uncontrollable need to pee into her brain. Madison ran to the bathroom and pulled down her panties and lifted her skirt as she sat on the toilet. Rex watched in delight as she turned red while he watched her pee. “And so it begins,” he said to her. “What will you do in front of me next?”
“Again. An offer?”
Madison rolled her eyes. Hating this man seemed to have absolutely no effect on him. She pulled up her panties. “Can I eat now?” was all she said.
“I have no intention of starving you, Pumpkin.” She started to protest, but held her tongue. She crossed out of the bathroom. “Here’s some bread and water and a few vitamins,” he said, holding out a plate he conjured. “Or you can give me your pretty panties, and I will give you this.” He waved his hand over the plate and a delicious slice of her favorite pizza appeared.
“I’ll take the bread and water,” she said.
“Of course,” he said, and changed it back. As she reached for it, he pushed a thought into her head. “You’ve been here for days. This bland shit is all you’ve eaten for your last ten meals.” Madison pulled her hand back and dejectedly removed her panties and handed them to him. She sat on the floor and devoured the pizza. As she finished, he pushed an odor into her mind.
“What reeks?” she asked.
“Why, Madison, that’s you. You haven’t showered in days. And you’ve been holding onto those clothes for dear life, but they’re filthy.”
“If I take a shower, you’ll watch!”
“And you’d steal my clothes!”
“Nope. If I wanted to take your stinky clothes without your permission, I’d just take them.”
“Would you give me clean clothes if I showered?”
Madison couldn’t stand the notion of smelling bad. Rex already knew that. Labor Day weekend before her third grade year, she got sprayed by a skunk while on a family camping trip up in Wisconsin. Try as they might, the family couldn’t get the odor completely off her before she went back to school. The other seven-year-olds had not been generous and understanding about it. Madison had been preoccupied with her own scent ever since.
Sickened by the notion of her own unpleasant smell, she went into the bathroom, climbed into the shower and took her clothes off, dropping them on the floor outside the shower. She looked over her shoulder to see that Rex was standing only a few feet away. She tried to close the shower door, but Rex waved his hand and the shower door vanished. She shuddered, but turned on the water and let it wash over her body. She kept her back turned to him, but Rex didn’t mind. He’d only had the girl here half an hour, and she was showering in front of him. He could have just commanded her to turn so he could see her entire body, but he was actually enjoying this game.
Madison seemed to treasure the mild soap and cleansing hot water so much that she’d soon nearly shut Rex out of her mind. She faced the far wall of the shower as she washed her front and her black hair. Rex watched her taut little bottom as the water poured over the globes and between the clefts. He’d get there soon enough. The girl didn’t finish as quickly as she could have. She let the water soothe her tense muscles and cover her naked skin with warmth. When she finished, she turned off the water and reached for a towel. There were none. She turned to Rex and gave him a peeved look.
Rex smiled and then pursed his lips and blew gently at her. A warm breeze blew over her body. It was soothing, but also enticed her. Without thinking, and without being commanded to do so, she lifted her arms and let it dry her. She turned toward Rex, and the wind dried her front, giving her a flash of delight in her pussy and at her nipples. When he stopped, she found she was breathing heavily and standing naked before him with her arms and legs spread. Rex’s eyes were on her black pubic hair, trimmed into a neat strip. Madison recovered her senses and reached to cover herself. Before she could get her hands in place, she was clothed in a black silk negligee and matching panties.
“Not exactly what I had in mind when I said clothing,” she snapped.
“Yet oddly enough, it’s exactly what I had in mind.”
She looked down at what she was wearing. Madison had always been a clothes horse, but she had actually never owned anything quite as wonderful as the silk now wrapped about her, and she knew it. “At least it’s pretty,” she muttered.
Rex moved in very close to her. Madison braced and prepared to fend him off as best as she could, but he just inhaled deeply. “Your natural scent is nice when you’re clean,” he said, speaking words she could never hear often enough. The first of her boyfriends to find that trigger might have himself a damned fine time. She couldn’t help drawing in a whiff of him. She expected to be reviled by the scent of the man who was still clad in the same biker leathers he seemed to have been wearing for days. But Rex had made a decision some time ago to make sure his scent would always be the most pleasant aroma he could imagine. And he’d smelled the food of the gods.
“What IS that?” Madison whispered.
“It’s called Ambrosia,” he replied.
“Wow!” Madison caught herself, looked away and pretended that she hadn’t spoken at all. Rex spent the next few hours in a little game with Madison. He would push along the number of days she believed she had been there. He gave her memories of spending long lonely nights without him. He never commanded her to believe his reappearance was the highlight of her day; she decided on her own that she was horribly bored and lonely and longed for his company.
He would give her a new outfit every time she took a shower; she took a total of five in the day. He always finished the ritual by blowing her naked body dry. Always, it stimulated her breasts and her sex. By the third time, she made a joke about it being a “blowjob.” By the fourth time, she began to stroke her skin while she stood in front of him for a longer period of time. When he “left” after the fifth shower, she tried to make an excuse to get him to stay. He laughed at her and shook his head. When he disappeared from her view, she wept to have him gone.
Rex was ready to start the sequence that would set the hook for good. He began giving her little presents every time she said something nice to him. She caught on quickly, and tried to be as pleasant as possible. She knew how to manipulate with flirtation. Soon, she had a bed, a couch, and a TV. She thought she was wrapping Rex around her finger, but he was really teaching her to think of him as the source of everything she could want. She was being trained to be dependent on him. Then, ready to completely isolate her from everyone else, he gave her a computer.
Rex told her it was wired so that the internet could come in, but she couldn’t send any information out. Not quite the way the internet worked, but Madison wasn’t a deep thinker. He planted the idea that she should search for information on her disappearance. He created false issues of her hometown paper for the last several days, and then watched her absolutely fall to pieces when there was absolutely no mention of her. She had vanished from the face of the earth, and no one noticed.
Rex reappeared and gruffly asked her why she was bawling. She could barely speak as she tried to explain. “I told you I made everyone forget about you,” he said as if the topic was a little dull. “It was pretty easy. You’re a perfectly vile little girl, and everyone who knew you wished you were gone. It’s certainly made life easier for your family. No more tension between your parents over your father’s attraction to you, and your rather likeable older brother is finally getting the attention he deserves.”
“My family loved me!”
“They adored you because you were family, not because you were nice to them. But they all knew that life would be easier if they could just forget you. So, they gave you up rather easily.”
“You have to send me back to them!”
“Why? They never did anything that horrible to me.”
“You say the most awful things about me, but you like me. You’ve spent days trying to get me attracted to you.” The last sentence was said with a bit of arrogance. She believed Rex was obsessed with her and took comfort in it.
“Oh, little Madison, you are just so fucking stupid. What’s the most time I’ve spent with you in a day. Fifteen minutes?” He looked at her and watched her try to piece it together. She began to realize that he actually did pay her very little attention. “I spend most of my time taking care of business and making love to girls I actually like. You’re just kind of a side project to fill in the boring parts of my day. You need me; I don’t need you. You’re actually growing pretty tiresome; I think I’m going to forget about you altogether.”
“Then you’ll let me go?”
“No. Everyone else is better off without you. Chelsea and Victor are going steady, and Jolene just got elected queen of the middle school dance.”
“That little bitch!”
“I love the way you can revel in your friends’ happy moments. Bored now.” Rex disappeared from her view.
Madison sank to her knees. “No! Come back! Come back! Don’t leave me here all alone!” Rex let her cry for a little bit and then put her to sleep. He pushed the memory of one last lonely night in her mind. When he brought her back around, he gave her a few minutes to think. He didn’t even walk in her mind. He recognized the decision on her face.
Rex reappeared. He looked down at her. “I’ll make love to you, Rex,” she whispered.
“To hell you will.”
“I mean. I mean… I’ll fuck you.”
“I don’t feel like it. I’m tired of you.”
“Please don’t leave! Please stay! Please stay and fuck me.”
“Did you just beg me to fuck you, Pumpkin?”
She dropped her head to her chest and wept. “Yes,” she admitted at last.
“Madison, I might like to do that. But just bear in mind that this is your last chance to please me. If you ask me to stop even once, I’ll leave and never come back.”
“I understand. I’ll do anything you ask. Just don’t leave me here all alone.” She moved to the bed and lay on her side. “Please,” she said, and patted the mattress next to her. Rex smiled and crossed to her. When he drew close, he grabbed her by the black hair and dragged her across the room to where a pair of padded manacles hung from the wall. “Owie, that hurts!”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“NO! NO! Don’t stop, please!” Rex was taking good long pulls of her fear. It was one of the best hits he’d ever had. She was petrified about what he was going to do to her body, but she was far more petrified of what would happen if she didn’t let him do it…if she didn’t BEG him to do it. “Tie me up and fuck me hard, please!” she cried as he began to fasten her wrists so that she was standing against the wall.
“What are these?” Rex asked, pinching her nipples through the purple silk nightie he’d dressed her in most recently.
“My breasts,” she squeaked.
“Fuck that bullshit. Answer the right way.”
“My tits,” she said. The wave of shame she sent out tasted like candy to Rex.
“Better answer.” He tore the shoulder straps of the nightie and let it fall to the floor. He lowered his mouth and sucked gently on her nipples. She let her head roll back for a moment. After the fierce pinches, the sucking felt wonderful. Maybe he had a soft side to him. Madison dropped her chin down and tried to kiss the back of his head. He never looked up, but took his hand, palmed her face, and shoved it away from him. Then he reached down and stuck his hands between her legs, feeling the beginnings of dampness through her panties. “What’s this?”
“My va— …my pussy.”
“My cunt,” the wave of shame was less intense this time. She had come to accept that she craved his attention—in any form. “My horny little cunt.”
“Better.” He took her by the hips and spun her so that she faced the wall. Her manacled arms crossed awkwardly in front of her face. “What’s this?” he said, feeling her tight little bottom.
“My ass… my dirty little ass,” she said, trying to be lusty about it. Rex could sense that she was striving to please him. She desired to keep him there for as long as she could, and she hoped he’d come back. Anything but another long day alone.
Rex pulled the thong back of her panties aside and pressed a finger to her little asshole. “And this?”
“My asshole… my filthy little asshole.” Rex swatted her on the ass, fairly hard. As the loud smack hung in the air, Madison sobbed and cried out. “Why? What did I do wrong?”
“I don’t need a reason. But what have you done wrong? Everything in your life has been wrong, Pumpkin. You’re absolutely awful to everyone. But right now….” He smacked her again. “… I’m spanking your ass because you haven’t answered one fucking question correctly.” He smacked her for a third time. Then he pressed his finger to her asshole again. “What’s this?” Rex reveled in her panic and confusion.
“It’s—it’s my---“ Her answer was cut off by the sound of a smack. Rex figured that she’d catch on now. “It’s YOUR little asshole, your plaything.” He spun her to face him again. “Everything you see is yours, because you’re a god. And I’m your—your little bitch!”
“Madison, you’ve pleased me. You can put that greedy little mouth of yours on me now.” Rex threw his arms open and his clothes disappeared. He sent a waft of ambrosia into her nostrils, and she marveled at the naked god before her. The sight of the handsome naked man, combined with the supernaturally pleasant aroma elicited a gasp from her. Her desire became quite genuine. In some ways, she loved the idea of him taking her, especially since it meant he wasn’t abandoning her. In Madison’s mind, any man who ever fucked her would be ensnared by the desire to do it again. Teddy had followed her around for weeks after she dumped him. She had no idea that men sometimes fucked pretty girls and then completely forgot about them the moment they started dressing.
Rex sensed how much she was becoming turned on. It made him think all the less of her. He didn’t think Mandy or Amber could ever really get turned on by a man who hated her and genuinely abused her. Hell, Amber had been intensely attracted to him and then chewed him out when he got abusive. It was only when he reverted to form and treated her kindly that she willingly gave her virginity to him. Mandy had led him to playing at abuse, but only because she knew there was love beneath it. Madison didn’t function on those levels. She didn’t need his affection or respect, because she didn’t even really know what those were. Her reactions were all based on what might be pleasing to her, and the other person was inconsequential. Rex weighed all this and was grateful for it. He didn’t want to like Madison in any way, and she made that very easy. So, instead of releasing her hands and telling her to kneel and suck him off, he did something that would turn her on even more. He knew that her arousal would only decrease her status in his eyes.
She got off on her own pleasure, and she got off on power. Rex displayed some power. He kept his arms spread and levitated off the floor, bringing his cock up to the level of her mouth. “Suck my cock, little whore,” he said coldly.
Madison’s eyes flew open wide, and then she leaned forward to take him into her mouth. Her first thoughts surprised even the god who had walked in her mind. “Jolene’s got all the little boys wanting her now; I have a GOD mad with desire for me!” Madison also imagined that her sucking his cock would thrill Rex beyond measure. Rex realized that it was pleasant enough, but didn’t really do all that much for him. Not when she was thinking like this.
“You don’t do anything right,” Rex groaned and began to float toward her, slowly pinning her against the wall as his cock was shoved deeper into her mouth. Soon, the back of her head was held in place by the wall. Rex began to thrust, burying his cock in the back of her throat. Tears began to stream from her eyes as he fucked her face. She gagged and fought for air. Rex laughed and continued. He was enjoying the physical sensation, but it was the way her fear coursed through his veins that brought him to a lustful frenzy. He wasn’t really ready to cum. She hadn’t excited him that much. But he willed his body to cut loose anyway. Great gobs of semen left his cock and rushed down her throat until it spilled out of her mouth and ran down her chin. He levitated back a bit and watched as she coughed and sputtered. “I had to do all the work. You give blowjobs for shit.”
That hurt her pride. She’d given a couple blowjobs and the boys had acted like they’d won the lottery when she did it. “I’ll try again,” she said, a little desperately. “Just let me catch my breath.”
“I’m a busy man. I don’t have time to give lessons to incompetent school girls. Maybe I’ll go get one from your mother. I’ll bet she knows how. That’s probably why your daddy never made a move on you. Deep inside, he knows he’s already getting a better piece of ass than anyone will ever get from you.”
“I’m way better than she is. I’m a great lover! Teddy told me I was!”
“Oh, TEDDY told you. Yeah, freshman boys know all about it.”
“I’ll prove to you that I’m good. Let me out of these cuffs, and I’ll show you. I even know how to go on top!” Fire burned in her eyes. Rex was surprised by how effective his little tricks had been, and how easily Madison was manipulated by a few jabs at her pride. She really wanted to go at it, and she wasn’t even thinking of being abandoned now. She was doing this to confirm her own opinion that she was a sexual marvel.
“You’d better be damned good,” he said and waved the manacles out of existence. Having no warning, Madison fell forward onto her hands and knees. Rex was tempted to mount her from behind and stick his cock in the first opening that presented itself, but he wanted to see if she was actually anywhere near as good as she thought she was. He floated over to the padded training table on the other side of the room and lay on his back.
Madison scrambled to her feet and hurried across the room to join him. She removed her purple panties and offered them to Rex. Sniffing them was tempting, but he waved them away as if they were a mere inconvenience to him. She wasn’t quite sure how to get up onto the table, but she was young and nimble. She managed to get on the table and straddle his legs. Rex had already returned to his full size, but she jacked him a few times, just to get the feel of the thing she was about to place inside of her. Rex could sense that she was more nervous about pleasing him than she was about taking him inside of her. She had fucked a few times before and had apparently experimented at least enough to have gone on top.
“I’m gonna put this big hard cock in my tight little pussy, and you are gonna see how good I am. I’ll rock your world!” Rex let her try, believing that it would only be a matter of moments before he rolled her off him and went to work pounding her from behind. Even gods can be wrong sometimes. From the second she slid down over his shaft, Rex realized she was a damned good fuck. Madison was an insufferably selfish little brat, but she was a brat with a lithe body and a hot, tight little pussy. She put her hands on his shoulders and began to bring her hips up and down with more passion than he’d imagined she would literally “bring to the table.” Rex groaned in pleasure as she enveloped his member over and over again. “I told you,” she said with a self-satisfied grin.
Rex couldn’t stand this arrogant little princess, but he was willing to give her the victory she’d earned on this point. “Madison,” he said. “You are pretty damned good. Here’s your reward.” He pushed a wave of pleasure through her body.
“Holy shit!” she squealed. “That was fucking awesome!” She kept going for all she was worth, taking him up inside her over and over. Just when her humping got in danger of being a little too repetitive, she changed gears. She had great instincts. She sat up straight and ground slowly on his cock, moaning and groaning as she found her own pleasure spots. Rex reached up and pinched her nipples, firmly, but not enough to cause her any real pain. She didn’t have a lot there, but they were definitely nicely shaped and when he let go and laid back to watch, they bounced just enough to impress. He loved the filthy look of pleasure on her face as she rode him in ecstasy. He gave her another reward. He blew his god’s breath onto her and let it stimulate her breasts. She whimpered as it nearly became too much pleasure to bear.
“You’re doing well,” he said with all the calm he could muster. “Do you know how to do reverse cowgirl?”
“I turn around and stay on top, right?”
“Right.” Rex watched as she slid off of him and repositioned. He even caught her when she started to lose her balance. She reached down between her legs and guided him into her hot little snatch. She took him inside and then froze for a moment as she tried to figure out exactly how to go about it from there. She began to slowly raise her hips up and down with her hands on her thighs. Just as Rex was about to tell her to do so, she lowered herself and put her hands on his knees, presenting her tight bottom to him. She began to go slowly. He smacked her on the ass. “Better do more than that,” he said, affecting boredom. She began to circle slightly as she went up and down. This was more entertaining to Rex. He smacked her ass again. She looked back to wait for a command. “That one was just for fun.”
“I told you fucking me would be fun,” she said, wiggling her bottom. Rex smacked it again. Madison was definitely scoring a few points in this round. And she was enjoying it, too. Rex had given her a few supernatural rushes of pleasure, and she was enjoying the fuck on a purely physical level as well. “I love your cock in me,” she whispered. “If I cut loose, I’m going to cum pretty soon.”
“Go ahead. You earned it.” She began fucking him harder, really bringing her delicious ass up high before she brought it back down. Rex got close to cumming himself, and he was looking forward to filling her little box with a flood of white. Madison was ahead of him, though.
“Oooo-oooh, fu-u-u-uck!” she cried and began to be wracked by a series of spasms as she had a hard natural orgasm. Rex figured that if she kept it up, he was going to end up rewarding her with a few nice “special” orgasms like he often did with his other lovers. That’s when Madison blew it. As soon as the orgasm finished passing through her, she slid off of him and climbed down from the table. “That was awesome,” she said, smiling. “I’d like to do it again sometime.”
She was right back to being a selfish brat. She’d taken a god inside of her, gotten hers, and decided she was done. Rex returned her smile and rose from the table. He was happy with her in a way. She had reminded him how much he really didn’t like her. When he stood before her, she rose on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. Rex had never kissed her lips, and he wasn’t about to do so now. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and pinned her upper body to the table. “You gave me half a good fuck, Pumpkin. It’s better than I actually thought you would do.”
“I can do more! I can do more!” she squealed, realizing her mistake. It was too late. The dark side of Rex began to truly reassert itself. Straps flew up from the side of the table and lashed her wrists tightly above her head, not allowing her to move her upper body at all. Manacles fastened around her ankles, pulling her legs wide and spreading her before him. Rex tasted the nectar of her fear again. Her tears fell freely.
Rex stood behind her and jammed two fingers up her backside. She screamed in pain and humiliation. “You totally fucking forgot yourself,” he said with a chilling calmness. “You’re a little diversion for me, nothing more. And little diversions do not leave gods’ desires unfulfilled.” Madison sobbed. Rex ignored her cries and studied the sight before him. The distance between her ass and her pussy was actually quite small. It gave him an idea. He pulled his two fingers out of her ass. She breathed a huge sigh of relief. She hadn’t yet figured out how to relax and take the fingers in her ass, and their presence had remained painful the entire time. Now, he was removing the cause of the pain, but only for a moment. Rex made a sideways peace sign and plunged one finger in her wet box and one up her aching asshole. He began to pump both vigorously. Madison screamed again. He fed on her fear and humiliation. He continued his assault on her openings.
Madison found words to try and placate him. “I’m your little bitch! I’ll do anything you ask! Fuck my pussy. You like my pussy!” Rex continued right on, watching her try and squirm away from his fingers. If she would have just relaxed, the finger in her ass would no longer have been that painful. He didn’t clue her in. “OW! OWIE! That hurts!”
“Are you asking me to stop?”
Madison had enough of her wits about her to shake her head. If he left, he might never come back. At the very least, he would leave her strapped to the table overnight. Rex pulled his fingers out of her and began to fuck her pussy. “Thank you! Thank you!” she squealed as he slid in and out of her a few times. He picked up the pace. He had unfinished business with her little cunt. He grabbed her hips and hammered away until the base of his cock begin to tighten. Then he jammed himself as deep inside of her hot little box as he could go, unleashing a flood of semen into her womb. “You are so fucking good,” she panted, partly meaning it, and partly hoping it placated him.
“Just warming up,” he said as he let his cock stay hard and soak in the mixture of his juices and hers. Then, he pulled the slick shaft out of her box and pressed the head against her tiny asshole.
“As you wish,” she said weakly. It was a good thing for her to say.
“This is going to hurt like hell,” he offered, “but if you relax your muscles, it won’t hurt as bad. I’ve fucked smaller girls in the ass, and they didn’t get hurt.” It was as close as he was going to get to being generous with this nasty little brat. Madison tried to relax her sore backside. She couldn’t quite manage it, and still gave resistance to his entry. She gave a long scream as he pushed into her anyway.
“It hurts! Owie, it hurts!” She sobbed as his hips met her little ass. He gave her a moment, and she began to adjust to his presence. “It’s getting better,” she groaned. “I just need a sec—“ Her sentence was cut off by her own scream as Rex began to pound away at her ass. He thrilled to the way her viselike tunnel gripped and tugged at him. There was contact everywhere, and all of it gave him pleasure. He was really enjoying the sensation, but he was imaginative, and his mind began to wander and wonder.
He wondered what it would feel like if he had a big pornstar dick. He didn’t wonder for long. He gave himself a twelve-inch cock. He could barely move inside her for a moment or two, but when he cranked up the force with which he was ramming into her, he was amazed at how incredible it felt to have such a big member jammed into such a tiny orifice. Madison cried and wailed the whole time. Rex thought she would eventually fall silent or just cry softly, but as he pumped in and out of her she continued to fill the dungeon with her pitiful sounds.
“Madison!” he called loudly. She didn’t even hear him. He grabbed her by her hair and yanked. “Madison!” This time he had her attention. She looked back at him as best she could. “You have a sweet little ass. And I love the way you scream when I fuck it!” He continued to hammer away at her, reveling in her cacophony. She only stopped once. On one of the strokes, the air trapped in her channel erupted in a loud farting noise. She paused for a moment and then buried her face in the table, utterly humiliated and defeated. But as he resumed, she couldn’t help crying out again. Near the end, she sounded a little like the barking noises Madonna made in “Material Girl.” Rex chuckled, but then was distracted by the familiar pull in his shaft. White jets tumbled from him, and he filled her tight little ass with his cum.
Rex wondered if he should keep going, but as he looked down at the girl he realized that he had utterly broken her spirit. His work with her was done. He released the straps and allowed her to collapse to the floor. She curled into the fetal position and sobbed. The god towered over her for a moment and watched the cream drip form her red asshole. Then he turned away to take a shower. Madison reached out and grabbed his ankle, pitifully clinging to her tormentor. He shook her off his leg.
When he returned, she was still in the same position. “Sit up,” he commanded in his god’s voice. “We need to talk.” She sat up, but continued weeping. “Quit fucking crying.” Her nature struggled with the will being imposed upon it, but the force of his command made her stop weeping. “I’m done with you.”
“Please, Rex. I’ll do better next time. I’m sorry I displeased you.”
“I said I was done with you, you stupid little bitch. I meant DONE.”
“Then, can I go home?” she asked meekly.
Rex had an exit strategy. He’d planned ahead a little bit. He had always intended to get her back before the end of the school day so that he could avoid having to mess with her family. “That would be a pain in the ass,” he said, then looked at her and snickered cruelly. “I guess you know how that is.” Madison looked even more defeated than before. “I’ve erased your existence. I would have to put you back into the universe.”
“I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll be a better person,” she said, really believing it.
“Oh, Madison. You would be good for a little while, but it wouldn’t last. I can’t truly change your nature in the long run.”
“You believe you’ve changed; I know. But the effects won’t last forever, not even for very long. Your heart is as black as ever, and I don’t think humiliating you has filled you with sunshine and love for your fellow man. I did it for the hell of it, not to heal you. I should have thought ahead. It does no one any good to send you back.”
“You can’t mean, I have to just stay here forever?”
“No. I like this dungeon, and I don’t want you around anymore.”
“Oh, God. You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?”
“The gods almost never kill outright. We’re more creative than that. Since you’ve always wanted to tower over your classmates, I’m thinking I’ll turn you into a tree in the school courtyard.”
“Please, please. I’m an awful person; I get it. But do I really deserve that?”
“Maybe not, but do your classmates deserve to have you unleashed on them again? You’re probably going to be worse than before in the long run. It would be better if all this never happened.”
“You’re a god. Can’t you make it that way?”
“Well, the other gods don’t like time travel. It can create a mess. But I suppose I could get you back to the day this all started. You’re pretty inconsequential. You couldn’t exactly affect anything important. I guess I could do that, but there are going to be some differences in your life.”
Now, Rex listed off the things he had decided on over the course of the day. “First off, I kind of like the rest of your family. I’m not going to let you fuck up their lives. I will see to it that you hold absolutely no sexual appeal to your father. He and your mom will have eyes only for one another. As a matter of fact, I think that they are going to be more attracted to each other than ever. And I’m going to make your mom into a screamer so that you can always be reminded of how much more he wants her than you. Oh, she’s going to be so loud, and so happy that she has that wonderful man you will never get.”
Madison started to say something, but fell silent. She nodded.
“Secondly, you won’t be able to victimize other kids at your school without paying a price for it. If you start to get mean to anyone; you will start to smell. You’ll smell it first, to warn you to stop. If you can’t help yourself and keep doing it, you will reek so badly that it will make the people around you sick, and they will hate you for it. You know how that can be.” Madison nodded. “You’re a rotten little person, Madison. Only you can change that, but I doubt that you ever will. Have a nice day.”
He whisked her back to school with a wave of his hand. She would keep her memories of the events, and she would remember them as taking nearly two weeks. The entire encounter had lasted only five hours. She honestly believed he had sent her back in time. Poor Madison still had two classes to sit through when she returned, clothed exactly as before, but exhausted and sore.
Rex popped in and made his adjustments to her parents. Then he peeked in and saw Madison, recently spanked and assfucked, gingerly trying to sit still on a hard desk chair. She kept looking at the chair, trying to make sure that she wasn’t dripping anything out of her orifices. She was in misery. “So, that’s who I am as a god,” Rex whispered to himself.
That evening, he answered Hermes’ call and found himself at a Hawaiian luau. There was a bit of a surprise waiting for him. He and Jason sat on a log bench as Hula girls danced in front of them. At an adjacent bench, Hermes sat with his arm about Calliope. Calliope’s hand was resting on the messenger god’s thigh. “Well,” Hermes said. “Guess who hooked up!”
“I reckon you won’t be asking HER questions about what she’s been doing for the last several days,” Rex said.
“Calliope and I just kind of dig the same things. And she was getting tired of making mortal men crawl to her. She hasn’t made ME crawl yet, but our lives are long. Very long.”
“You two look pretty cool together,” Jason said, smiling.
“Jason is in a romantic mood,” Hermes said, leaning toward Rex and explaining. “Still head over heels with his now very willing cousin.”
“She’s still the prettiest girl in the world. Lord Hermes, can I make her stay young forever?”
“Yes… and no. You can arrest all the physical signs of aging or disease for her normal lifespan. But in the end, she will die of old age in a hundred years or so. She’ll just look young and beautiful right up to the end.”
“Awesome! A hundred years of love. I can deal with that!”
“Good, my young friend. Very good. I’m going to send you back to her then. Rex and I have to talk about a few things. Calliope, why don’t you pop back to Atlanta for that Kenny Chesney concert you wanted to see? Please, my love?” Calliope nodded and disappeared after a long and passionate kiss from her new lover. Hermes then whisked Jason away.
“Everybody’s in love,” Rex said wistfully when he was alone with the messenger god.
“True, true. But Jason’s a teenager, and so is his cousin. They’ll be lucky if it lasts two weeks, much less a hundred years. Calliope and I are hoping for a little longer than either. Now, your case is getting interesting isn’t it?”
“I guess that’s one word for it.”
“You know, that bit with the fake time travel was damned clever. I don’t think any of us ever did that. She’ll never figure out what you did even though you didn’t erase one thing from her memory. Yes, damned clever. Zeus was amused. I still report to him daily. You have his interest.”
“Is that a good thing?”
“It’s good, but also a little dangerous. He’s a god of many moods.”
“But I’m not in his doghouse yet?”
“Not at all. Not at all. So, you got pretty hardcore with that girl today. Where’s your head at right now?”
“I feel bad, but only because I don’t feel bad.”
“Been there, my friend. Definitely been there. What was the difference between the way you treated Amber and the way you treated Madison? Let me rephrase that. The difference is obvious. What made you make those choices?”
“Amber was sweet and smart and innocent. Madison was an awful little person.”
“And the difference between the security guard at Roosevelt you healed versus the security guard at Halas you put in the emergency room?”
“How about Victor, whom you gave a pretty plaything, versus Chelsea and Brian, whom you humiliated?”
“So now you think you can pass judgment on people and dole out punishments and rewards as you see fit?”
“Yes sir, that’s the way I’ve been going.”
“Do you know who you’re acting like, Rex?”
“An arrogant asshole?”
“Or a god, my friend. They’re pretty much the same thing.” Hermes leaned back and grinned. “It’s what we do, Rex. It’s the way we guide the world. You’re starting small, but someday, if you keep it up, the people you reward or punish are going to be people who are lynchpins on which the world turns.”
“Like the kings and heroes in mythology?”
“Exactly. That’s how we rolled back in the day. But for now, you’re just defining your style—and getting your pleasures and needs met,” Hermes rose and strode away, gathering his thoughts. “Remember that old Tears for Fears song?”
“Everybody Wants to Rule the World?”
“Exactly. Interesting song, but it’s not true. Most people only want to rule their own little lives. There are still plenty who want the whole shebang, though. Do you know which one you are, Rex?”
Rex took a long moment to think. When he was mortal, he’d wanted to take care of kids and set their lives right. In a way, that was an attempt to rule their world. Now, he was doing the same thing, but with more power to actually accomplish what he set out to do. And he liked it. “I want the whole shebang, sir. But I fear what I’m going to do if I don’t find a way to temper my moods.”
“Well, it took us centuries to figure it out, and we’re still bastards a lot of the time. You’ll need to be a bit of a bastard if you’re going to make it in the long run. Remember your dream? The one with the bride?”
“I need someone to stop me?”
“Boss, this is lot more advice than you’ve given in the past.”
“Well, you’re showing real promise. Still plenty of time to fuck it up, though. Plenty of time to fuck it up.”
“Understood. Anything else, sir?”
“One thing, if you don’t mind. Not everything you do has to be a judgment of a mortal’s character or a torrid love affair. You can fuck with them, or just fuck them, for nothing but the fun of it sometimes. Goodnight, my friend.”
Rex was back at home. Hermes had given him a lot to think about. Some of it was very encouraging, but in the end, one thing stuck with him more than anything else. “Still plenty of time to fuck it up,” the godling whispered. “And I’m just the guy to do it.”
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