The Druid Ch. 04

After a few minutes the stream of people had whittled down to just an occasional trickle of people. I wondered if I had the right entrance, maybe the council left by another means? Just as I was about to get up I noticed a group coming from the entrance. They all had an almost regal edge to them, aristocratic in some way, like they were born into nobility. It was strange as they still wore no clothing, they should have been equal to the others, but it was just the way they carried themselves. There were around 20 in all and they broke up into smaller groups continuing their conversations. Even from this distance I could make out Saracen with one group, we caught eyes almost as soon as he'd left the building and he occasionally nodded in my direction as the others with him turned to glare.

I heard another large crack and my eyes shifted back to the entrance. The guards were now once again facing one another, their stances more rigid their muscles taut on their lithe frames. Lanesra strode through the entrance, ducking slightly as she passed under the staffs and stopping shortly after. She stood surveying the groups which had formed around her, before her eyes met mine. She did a double take, clearly not expecting to see me here and I detected a slight tinge of annoyance in her glare before she turned to talk to one of the groups and calmly waked over to them.

Maybe I shouldn't be here, maybe I should get going. More and more pairs of eyes turned towards me particularly from Saracen's group some of them laughing, with me no doubt being the butt of their jokes. I could feel my cheeks turning red in embarrassment, but the shame and anger I felt didn't cause my cock to shrink one inch, it tensed and enflamed defiantly, making it known that it wasn't going and fuck everyone else. I had an urge to cum boiling in my balls to the point of being painful, they felt like watermelons crammed into a sardine can and I had half a mind to masturbate but knew that would go down like a lead balloon!

After stewing and watching I got up and started making my way over to the entrance. I'd never been much of a naturist, when walking from the showers at the gym I wasn't one of those guys who let it all hang out and swing free, but neither was I one to put my underwear on under a towel. So the looks I was getting from people, the alarming amount of eyes appraising me and my appendage made me want to shrink inside myself but also strangely I wanted to flex my muscles and display my glory. It was a completely foreign notion to me and I was still trying to analyse why I felt that way as I neared Lanesra's group.

"Ah this must be the one we have heard so much about. Lanesra's personal Milken," said a greying man with a broad grin. Judging by what I knew of the word, I took his words in part insult and part jest. Lanesra had her back to me and I could see her muscles in her back tense at his words. Her rear remained taut and I felt a growing need to bend down and bite it, claiming it with my teeth followed by my tongue.

"Wow what imagery. I'm sure High Druid Lanesra would love for you to mark her so publicly. It would certainly give us lots to talk about at the next meeting. Isn't that right Lanesra." The man said again laughing, as everyone in the group joined in with him.

Lanesra let out a deep breath as she turned towards me. Her eyes glancing down at my body before stopping on my elongated shaft. "Be quiet Cassius, he is taking time to adjust to his surroundings is all. But Tom, where is my gift?" Asked Lanesra closing the distance between us. I gulped before replying.

"It. Err. Broke." I said bowing my head in shame.

"My, my. I can see what all the fuss is about. Look at it jutting out, like a stone mountain. You know Lanesra perhaps I need to get one of these, or maybe I can borrow yours." Cassius said with a slight edge to his voice. Lanesra cast him another glance which wiped the smile from his face before turning back to me.

"It broke you say? Care to explain what happened?" Lanesra said kneeling down in front of me, bringing my shaft to eye level and placing a hand firmly at the root. My body shook at the slight touch, my legs buckling and my breath catching.

"Ahh. I.. mmmhmmm That feels good." I said closing my eyes and throwing my head back.

"Look at the youngling acting the stallion. I'm sorry Milken, but your mistress has already had her fill today. And then some." Said a voice I instantly recognised as Saracen. I felt lust being replaced with rage at the sound of his voice and his words. What did he mean she'd had her fill and then some? Were Lanesra and Saracen fucking?

Lanesra tightened her grip on my cock quickly transforming pleasure into pain. "Guard your thoughts Tom, this is not the place for them." Lanesra said quietly, the sound barely carrying to my ears. She released her grip and stood as I let out a sigh of relief. "Oh come now Saracen, I wouldn't say fill is the appropriate word would you? I mean look at this magnificent root standing firm and at attention ready for my pleasure. If the aim is to fill I think there can only be one winner and I recall it took some time for you to stand so... rigidly." Lanesra said as a few chuckles broke out at her words.

"Quality not quantity Lanesra and I had a long morning with my apprentices thanks to this.. Milken." Saracen said anger clear on his face.

"Oh, I can assure you he has both. Perhaps he will be the first of a new breed, a breed that has the ability to perform. As and when required." Lanesra fired back as more laughs and smirks broke out in the larger forming group, even from some of Saracen's group. As I looked around, I couldn't help glancing at the cock's on display, and I couldn't help thinking Saracen's was particular small, but maybe he was a grower not a shower. Deeper laughs broke out amongst the group coupled with a deep red forming on Saracens face, perhaps that thought hadn't been as guarded as it should have.

"Perhaps High Druid we could sample the wears and judge for ourselves. It seems only fitting that a gift as you describe should be shared amongst your entrusted." Said Cassius causing my arse to automatically clench tight. The image of being shared between them - men and women alike made me break into a cold sweat and the fear nearly took the edge off my arousal.

"Perhaps Cassius, though regardless of what Saracen says Tom is not a true Milken, in that he is mine and mine alone. But for now I find myself hungry, with an appetite only this fine trunk can fulfil." Lanesra said gripping the sensitive head of my cock with her fingertips. She started to walk away, and I felt her nails start to bite into the underside of my cockhead. Without hesitation and fearing she might rip the head clean off, I quickly followed.

When we were half way to the Tree of Life Lanesra lessened her grip and her speed. "You have no idea the trouble you have caused, both for me and yourself." Lanesra said stopping dead and turning back to me for continuing. "You seem to have a habit of exceeding expectations in the wrong ways. How hard can it be for you to stay out of trouble and speaking of hard, when is your shaft ever going to wither!" Lanesra took a breath and glanced down at my cock staring at it almost longingly trailing her nails along the sensitive head eliciting a groan from me. "So why don't you tell me exactly how you managed to break my ring?"

"I, err, I'm not exactly sure how it broke to be honest. I kind of blacked out." I replied concentrating on the soft trails she traced along the sensitive head.

"Blacked out? What do you mean blacked out? Tell me exactly what happened." There appeared genuine fear on her face at my words.

"Well I was watching, two particular druids... Express their love for one another, and it got me turned on. Like really turned on, the mixture of watching such pleasure coupled with my own pain created a toxic combination and before I knew it I blacked out from it all."

A voice resonated in my head 'Do not speak of our time together Tom, I have protected the images within your mind so Lanesra will think you either a liar or a fool." I felt a warm fuzzy feeling around my head as the voice spoke. Like the one time someone at school gave me some poppers to try. It was a head rush but more intense.

"Anything else?" Asked Lanesra with a suspicious look on her face.

"Well when I came to I noticed Aleia and Nicki, standing over me. They said that it had been bleeding but it had stopped very quickly, that perhaps you had performed some magic on the ring to heal me quicker or something."

"No, the only magic I infused was pain on anyone who tried to remove it, so it does appear that maybe my measurements were off. I will make the next one slightly bigger and stronger." Lanesra said before continuing.

"Next one?" I asked following.

"Yes. The next one. Why you didn't think I would let you walk around here without my mark did you?"

"Let me? Clearly you and Saracen have something going on, so its obviously not an exclusive relationship. Why don't I get to have sex with anyone else?"

"Enough!" Lanesra boomed, stopping again and fixing me with a glare, drawing the attention of the druids around us. She let out a sigh and took on a more hushed tone. "Let us talk more when we are in your room. Away from so many prying ears hmm?" Lanesra said as she started again towards the Tree of Life. I followed after her before drawing the strength to ask a question burning within me.

"Lanesra, if I am to be here, at least tell me one thing."

"What's that" she replied not breaking her stride or turning to acknowledge me.

"What is a Milken?" I asked bumping into her back as she came to an abrupt stop. "I mean people keep calling it me and I don't have any clue what it means, if I am Milken, if I'm not, if it's a good thing, I mean based on the conversations thus far it must be an insult right?" Lanesra starred into the sky, and I wondered if she was asking for some form of intervention, viewing me as a troublesome teenager and her the reluctant parent about to give the sex talk.

"Come with me to the water Mr Man. Let us bathe and we can discuss your question. It is not a conversation for the bedroom." Lanesra said, changing direction to the Lake.

I followed her into the lake and it seemed cooler than on previous times.

"In order to answer your question Mr Man I will need to give you a bit of history, some background. Druids are very different to mankind, of that I am sure you are aware. However as babies and as a youngling a druid or a human are very much alike, almost identical. For two druids to conceive however it isn't as easy as for your kind. The parents must forego some of their own power. They take a part of themselves and coupled with their partner they create life to their choosing. So you see as each druid has a finite amount of power, that keeps the population down somewhat. Some parents give 90% of their power away to one youngling, whereas others decide to imbue them with far less. Some people forego having offspring altogether." Lanesra said. I took from the tone of her voice that perhaps that's what she had done, forgone offspring altogether, perhaps to keep her as strong as possible.

"What's to stop a druid from just creating lots and lots of weaker powered children?" I wondered, washing the water across my upper torso and watching as Lanesra ran a hand over her breasts

"Well its frowned upon for one. What kind of life would you be providing for them. We already have extended lifespans, the strongest of us can live for many hundreds of years. Having a youngling is viewed as filling a need in society or in nature. Every druid has their place, a purpose. For example in the Realm of Life or Earthern realm each looks after a certain animal or plant family on earth, everything from the ant to the zebra has a druid who cares and nurtures for their genetic and overall well-being of their species. In times past, druids will see a need on earth, a plant or animal which requires additional care and create a life on the basis or hope that they will fill that void. It's not a forgone conclusion of course, the child still has to pass the trials."

"Trials?" I asked

"Yes. You see, as I said younglings and even young adults are nearly identical to humans. Their powers and abilities don't really start to manifest until their late teens. You may have noticed there are no young in the realm. That's because all youngling from all realms go to a singular school, where they remain until they come of age."

"So wait, you mean parents don't get to see their own children?" I said, my voice rising slightly with incongruity.

"Not until the trials no. When the young come of age, they start to display their powers. Some develop them sooner than others, some are late bloomers. Others don't have any powers. The Trials act as a way of separating the weak from the strong, but also separate the earth druids from another realm like air druids. Students who pass the trials for a given element can then be accepted into their fold by the High druid of that realm."

"What about those who fail? Are there like re-seats? Can they reapply?"

"Haha, goodness no. Once a decision is made the decision is final. If a student is accepted into multiple realms, which does occasionally happen especially with those infused with lots of power, then it is the apprentice druids choice as to what element they wish to align. But those who fail the trials completely or are not accepted into a realm, well they have 2 choices. Either go to earth and never return or become a Milken."

"I've got a strange feeling I'm going to like the answer but here goes... So what's a Milken?" I asked glad we'd finally got to the heart of my question.

"As you are aware, druids don't eat, they draw their energy from the life around them. Sex or orgasms in particular provide the most energy. The Milken, they provide us with this source of energy when called upon." I paused for a second for my brain to digest what Lanesra had said.

"Wait. What? So the Milken just have sex with you whenever you ask? Like a whore? Why would anyone choose that?" Lanesra scooped up some water in her hands and washed under her armpits, somewhat more fiercely than was required, apparently she was losing her patience.

"Milken serve a purpose, they perform an act that is natural to our people, like in earthen history with milkmaids."

"So they freely give up their, err, Milk to the richer of the species?"

"Not richer, per say. I would say more the stronger of the species separated from the weak. The best are selected for greater thing."

"And the weak?"

"Well the weak perform the functions that wider society requires. The give their limited power for the greater good."

"What by whoring themselves out to the masses? Pleasure toys for you all to feast on. Is that how you see me?"

"You have such a crass and twisted outlook on our lifestyle Mr Man, your world has warped you, but you are still young. I suppose. Everyone has a choice..." Lanesra said, rising from the water, rivulets running down her supple body. "Even you," she added over her shoulder as she made her way to the water's edge. I rose from the water, its cooling embracing taking a little off my erection, but not diminishing it completely, and followed after her.

"I just don't get why anyone would choose that over going to earth, I mean sure, there's crime and clothes and pollution but it's not all bad. I mean there are sports, and television and the internet. Masturbation isn't a crime there either, that's got to be seen as a plus right?"

"What kind of a life do you think they would have there Mr Man? We have strict rules about using any form of power whilst on earth. To use it would be a death sentence."

"What about what you did to me? You used your powers on me on Earth, why was that any different?" I asked following up the hill to the Tree of Life.

"That was mere parlor tricks, not a druids real power. You think all those stories of Shamans, and healers are all hearsay? Some getaway with it, some we allow, if their work is for good. Others are dealt with, swiftly. It is not the life of a druid, to have powers all be it probably weak ones, that you are forbidden from using. Not to mention they would have much shortened lives, Druids in the elemental realm will live hundreds of years. On earth, they might live a hundred, if they are lucky. Especially with the way Earth is currently. No they are given the choice, Milken or banishment, and the vast majority choose Milken."

We passed druids on the way, Lanesra greeting them with small nods of affirmation. Many looked to her and then shifted their gaze to her following Milken, erection still leading the way. She smiled and grabbed a hold of my cock once again, pulling me with force towards the tree with a quickening step.

"What about Saracen's comment. Are you, err having sex with him?"

"What are you, 14? Having sex with him? I mean really." Lanesra said laughing to herself.

"Well I was going to say fucking him but I had a feeling you wouldn't like that." I added whilst mentally chastising myself as Lanesra's grip on my shaft tightened into a vice like death grip.

"You're going to pay for that Mr Man." Lanesra said, turning her quickened pace into a light jog as we reached the doorway to the tree and began our ascent. Not happy with her answer thus far and feeling like I was already in shit and wondering how much worse it can get I decide to proceed.

"You avoided the question Lanesra, are you and him an item or however you druids define it." I asked, a little breathless from the pace and the pain of her grip. We reached my room and she threw me towards the bed from the doorway by my cock, slamming me against the wall.

"I lie with whoever I please, as do all druids. As the high druid, I lie with all of the council members and they with all of their respective houses. It ensures an equilibrium of energy for everyone, so none are starved, none are left wanting, and all by extension share in my power." The room fell silent as I let her words sink in. She slept with all of them? The very thought sickened me it was like some weird company hierarchy where the CEO sleeps with their management team, and those managers sleep with their underlings and so on and so on. So even the mailman is getting his end away.

"But Isn't Cassius Gay?" I asked, still trying to get my head around the situation.

"Oh come on Tom really, Sexual Preference? What is it with humans and this notion that men who lie with men are one thing, and men who lie with women are another. Why the incessant need to classify everything, label everything?" Lanesra said walking over to the bed and sitting down next to me. "If Cassius wants to lie predominantly with men in his spare time that is up to him, however as a member of the council he also has to lie with me. Likewise he also lies with any females of his house, of which I can assure you there are many."

"What house is that?" I asked, interested and my brain still trying to rationalize.

"They look after Lepidoptera, one of the largest order of insects. A position of great responsibility and beauty. Butterflies and Moths of all shapes and sizes, with such a wide vibrant color palette." The joy in her face as she pictured it was clear, but slowly faded as she looked at me. "Now. Enough of your incessant questioning Mr Man, I do believe some punishment is in order." Lanesra said as she gripped my arm. "Punishment?"

"Yes Punishment. You embarrassed me with your presence at the council meeting today, you repeatedly offend me with your offensive words and thoughts. You belittled me. And in front of the council! No. No. That won't do at all." Lanesra said pulling me towards her. I sat up facing her, wondering what form punishment would take as she dragged me over and lay me across her lap. My cock slipped in between her legs and nuzzled within her moist folds.