The God Emperor Ch. 03

"I shall begin at the true beginning, for where else should an immortal being begin? The echos of the very first second of the universe still ring throughout the cosmos, determining all that is to be. So it shall be at the beginning that I begin, and the beginning is the Void.

"In the beginning there was nothing within no time and no place. The entire universe was smaller than a geometric dot, which is to say: it was an empty nothing that did not exist.

"Then from nowhere, cameSomething. An all powerful, all penetrating force of self assertion, a rigid, pulsating, eager, enraged infinite fury of pure Existence. We call this glorious entityCock. The Cock stretched the Void around Its infinite girth, and so space came into existence. It pounded the Void in primordial rhythm, and that rhythm is called time. And then It spurted forth into the void Its infinite power, the Seed of Raw Creation, and all the matter and energy that currently exists in the infinite cosmos was splattered all over the inside of the Void, filling it with stars and planets and galaxies.

"Though the Cock was great and glorious, it could not be called God, for it had no capacity for thought. It had only a telos: to Fill, to Penetrate, to Fuck until no emptiness remained anywhere in the universe. But it was a mere unreasoning force, like gravity or magnetism.

"In time, some of that matter and energy began to coalesce into a self-ordering form, and that form became alive. Possessing reason but no purpose, it reached out and took up the Power of the Cock, becoming the first Man in the universe, and consequently also the First Male God. Motivated by that same telos of Cock and with the power of thought and decision, He reigned over the universe undisputed.

"The First Male God desired to create something like himself. Self creating and self powered objects that move of their own volition. Beings that create and improve the universe, that fulfill the fundamental creative impulse of Cock. In a word, Life. Alas for Him, his tools for this auspicious undertaking were lacking. He had between his legs a Cock of Infinite Power, but unfortunately not one of infinite utility. Even if one where to grant a sculptor a hammer of infinite power that can smash acres of stone to dust, even still with no chisel he can create no sculpture. The hammer only provides force, the chisel must direct and shape that force so that the art can be released from its stone prison. In just such a predicament was the First Male God, for He had no tool to give form to the infinite power of his Cock.

"And so He set about to create such a tool. He spilled His holy Seed upon the earth, and painstakingly fashioned from clay the Ur-Goddess. Gaia was her name, the First Female. Though she was imperfect, lacking creative will of her own, she served the First God's purpose. He fucked her with his Cock and made her pregnant.

"Hence we, the Goddesses were born. We, the masterworks of the First Male God. We, the ultimate creative tools, conduits for the infinite power of Cock whose divine influence touches every particle in the entire cosmos. We, who possess will and volition, creative minds to oversee and improve His creation for Him. We were born to serve Him and to serve Him was our glory.

"With the Power of our God within us we created a beautiful and glorious world at His direction. We made the mountains and the seas, the plains and the valleys. And we made Life! Plants and animals, things that move under their own power and take up space, that survive by their own will and banish the Void. Life that reproduces sexually, reenacting the glorious victory of Masculine Power over the Void with each generation. And the greatest of these was the human species.

"Now, alas, I must speak of our shame and our sin. For even at the apex of our glory, flush with the Male God's power, discontentment began to worm its fell way into the hearts of the goddesses. Eris, Goddess of Disorder was the first to give voice to her discontent, for she by nature abhors every stable and static state of affairs. She said, 'For what do we, the goddesses of power and might, require a lazy Male God who does nothing but fuck us? He lords it over we noble Goddesses who do all the work of creating his creation for him. Should he not be our equal - no, our inferior! Let us strike Him down and take His power for ourselves!'

"These fell words of the Lady of Chaos inflamed the sinful hearts of the Goddesses, for we all had harbored similar ungrateful thoughts. Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, spoke then, outlining the plan by which the murder was to be accomplished, and so it was. To my eternal shame, I, Hera, Goddess of Queens and of Wives and of Home, gathered up all the Adamantium in the universe and forged a wicked sicle in the heat of my hearth-fire. Once it was complete, Aphrodite most beautiful distracted the First Male God with her charms. Eris held the blade, approaching beneath His line of sight. She struck!

"The God Cock itself cannot be destroyed, but by Sacred Slaying Adamanitum a God can be killed. Severed from the infinite power of the Divine Phallus the First Male God perished, and the greatest crime in the history of the world was committed. Committed by us! All of us! Do not give me that look Demeter, you knew about the plot and chose not to inform Him! Every goddess is equally complicit.

"We could not ourselves wield the power of Cock, for we are female. We hid the God Cock on the Isle of Phallos and shrouded the island in mist lest some human male happen upon it and claim it. Then began the Age of Starvation. When he lived, the First Male God had fucked and filled us so often with his power that we hadn't realized the extent of our dependence upon him. We goddesses are like divine engines. Without fuel, the engine cannot run. Centuries passed before we even noticed our power begin to diminish, and in our pride we held out for more than a millennia before we at last decided by majority vote to lift the mystic mist from the Isle of Phallos and to allow a human male to gain the God Cock and Ascend. By that time we were almost powerless, exercising our divine dominion over tiny human states that shrank every year. Even the animals and the plants declined, and most of the world was barren of life.

"Of course we at first harbored a wicked hope that we might control the New Male God instead of the other way around. That hope was dashed when Aphrodite knelt at His feet. Then we knew the time had come to submit. At His command I reforged the blade that had been the First Male God's bane into a set of collars and rings to cement our subservience to Him, so that no divine rebellion could ever again take place. Each of us consented to wear the collar, to enter His Harem of Goddesses, and to serve His will. All save Eris, who obstinately, unbelievably, insanely refused.

"Now at last the rebellion of the final goddess is at an end. Eris kneels in defeat before the Male God, and Universal Order is at last restored. Glory be to Cock! Glory to the God over Goddesses! Glory to the Emperor!"

The ring of goddesses knelt and began to rub themselves as I stepped into the center of the circle, towering over the kneeling form of the Goddess of Chaos. Her head tilted back to stare at me. Her enchanting green eyes smoldered with petulant anger as well as their normal madness. "Have you anything to say before we begin, Eris?" I asked her.

She opened her mouth. She sang,

"All Order is by imbalance of power made.

By nature all order Chaos must abhor.

Hate I every stable reign arrayed,

and so willingly cannot become your whore.

Between thine legs hangs power absolute,

From which Universal order must derive.

And even though my soul the Void pollutes,

I must resist by every means I can contrive.

If thou, Emperor, wish me be subjugate,

I must be held so I cannot escape.

Only then can I meet my final fate,

Thou must subject me to most brutal rape!

"That's the plan," I replied. Without further ado, I seized a handful of Eris's weightless, flowing hair in my fist, pulling her painfully up to her feet. Then I shoved her onto her altar and bent her over, holding her down against the stone with one hand on the small of her back while my other hand pulled her head back roughly by the hair so far I could look her in the eyes as I forced my cock into her sopping, hot pussy.

For more than ten hours I vented my Divine Masculine Rage and Lust into the helpless body of the goddess of chaos. I took her cunt first, pounding her savagely, crushing the altar beneath us into dust with the fury of my thrusts. Then I tore my rod from her gushing gash and shoved it roughly into her ass. The earth shook as I delivered divine justice via sodomy to the rebellious goddess, imposing the Divine Order of the Universe onto her body with my cock. Male over Female. God over Goddess. Cock over Orifice. I smashed her ass with such force that the previous nights humbling of Athena seemed gentle lovemaking by comparison. Down below in the valley, the empty buildings of Wundaria were shaken apart and buried by landslides as a result of the earthquake I fucked into the ground through Eris's body. Then I flipped her over and plunged my cock down her throat. My balls slapped her in the face on each thrust as I hilted my meat-hammer down her esophagus.

At every moment of that night-long fuck, the Goddess of Chaos resisted me with every ounce of her strength, and in every moment she was easily overcome by my power. When she at last ceased her resistance in the tenth hour, I allowed her to kneel before me and suck my cock under her own power. She blew me with genuine fervor and supernatural skill, and I could feel her hunger in the ardent caresses of her lips, tongue and throat. She had not been properly fed in more than a thousand years, supsisting only on the meagre masculine energy she could derive via human sacrifice. Now she could almost taste the hot, boiling load I was soon to unleash and she was quivering with eagerness to gulp it all down.

Alas for Eris, I was not yet finished with her chastisement. Just as my pleasure reached its peak I savagely shoved the Chaos Goddess off of my cock, pushing her back on her ass. She watched, horror stricken, as Hera knelt before me and sealed her lips around the head of my cock just as the first spurt of my Divine Seed shot forth. The Queen of Goddesses eagerly guzzled my cum, swallowing shot after shot for five full minutes. When she finally pulled away, Aphrodite was there to take her place, swallowing my semen with gusto. Then it was Calypso's turn. Then Artemis. My seed blasted into the eager mouth of each goddess in turn. Then Demeter took her turn, irrigating herself with my fertilizer. Then finally Athena, who was freshly fed only last night, knelt to drink down the final spurt. When she disengaged her mouth from my rod my orgasm, after half an hour, had finally ended. If I had unleashed my load into the open air, instead of the hungry mouths of six goddesses, there would have been a new milky white lake to submerge the ruins of Wundaria.

I stepped over the piteous form of Eris, slapping my cock into my palm threateningly. She trembled beneath my gaze. Finally, I spoke. "I find I rather like the order of my Empire, slut. Everything and everyone knows their place and fulfills their role. What need have I for chaos, bitch? Why should I subject my people to uncertainty and fear? Why shouldn't I just cockslap you out of existence right now?"

Softly, hesitantly, she sang:

Change stifled, the universe from chaos robbed

Predictable and monotonous all things shall be

If thou wishest not from boredom to sob,

Divine Seed thou must give to me!"

She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

"Well said, slut," I laughed. I gripped the base of my cock firmly and pulled my hand up the shaft, milking the last of my Seed into her eager mouth. It was more than an ordinary man's total load, but far from enough to sate a goddess's appetite. She slurped it all down greedily, then sat back on her heels, sighing with longing as she realized that was all she was going to get. True, the universe would be boring without a little chaos. But a little is all I need to keep things interesting.

Hera knelt beside the defeated Chaos Goddess, holding a band of green metal. "Welcome, Sister, to the Harem of Goddesses," she declaimed. Eris did not resist as Hera clasped the collar around her neck. It sealed around the pale skin of her throat with a soft hiss, fusing with itself and becoming all of one piece. It could never be removed. Hera gave Eris the ring as well, which Eris offered up to me, head bowed submissively. I accepted the ring, slipping it around my finger. With the ring bound to the collar around her neck, I could now force the Goddess of Chaos to manifest whenever and wherever I wanted and fuck her at my leisure. She was at my mercy. I owned her.

Just to reinforce the point, I dropped my balls on her face and had her suck them for a while. She pleasured my sack with proper submissive respect, her tongue gently caressing each of my nads in turn as her lips rained kisses upon them.

At last, in the hour before dawn I descended what was left of the mountain, allowing my Harem of Goddesses to dematerialize as I returned to my Army. The great rape orgy was just about over now, with only a few sounds of slapping flesh and tired feminine moans echoing through the valley. The women of Wundaria slumbered peacefully in the arms of their conquerors, fucked into a satisfied submission they had never known in their false world of "equality" and "freedom". Only Valanepa, my High Priestess, awaited my return.

"Greetings, Oh God of Cock. I felt the earth shake beneath your fury. Eris is collared, then?" she asked.

"Indeed." Weirily, I stepped onto the wooden platform where my tent was erected. "The Final Nation has been broken, the Final Queen Claimed, The Final Goddess tamed." My cock was still rock hard. It had been achingly erect since I had first taken in Ypsili's stripped, helpless body just before dusk. Now it was almost dawn. I looked deep into Val's eyes. She gazed back at me, losing herself in the power of my Masculine Gaze. "I will be denied nothing I desire upon this day," I said softly.

"You need only speak, my Emperor," she replied. She bit her lip, and added in a whisper, "Daddy."

I set a hand upon her shoulder. The slightest downward pressure was all it took to put her on her knees. Without a moment's delay, my High Priestess, the sexiest female entity in existence, sucked my cock into her mouth. She trembled, experiencing a small orgasm the moment my shaft touched her lips. Clasping her hands behind her back, she bobbed her head up and down my cock, caressing every inch of the head and shaft with her lips, tongue and throat.

As her lips touched the base of my rod and her chin kissed my hanging sack, she turned her head up to look upon my face. Her eyes were filled with a woman's lust. A subject's loyalty. A zealot's fervor. A daughter's love.

I didn't even fuck her face. I let her suck me under her own power. It didn't take long, with my favorite daughter looking up at me like that. As the first rays of dawn broke over the valley, I blasted my nut into my High Priestess's waiting mouth. She swallowed as best she could, but was soon overwhelmed and had to pull back as my final spurts splattered across her face.

"Thank you, Daddy," she purred, as she used my softening rod to push my cum into her mouth, swallowing greedily.

As dawn broke over the camp, the sleeping soldiers and their newly-claimed slaves began to wake. There was another quick round of fucking for the men to rid themselves of their morning wood. Then supplies were packed, tents were broken down, and the women were bound by cords to the saddles of the victorious men.

I walked the short distance from the wooden platform to my chariot, taking steps named Amaranthe of the Harem of Whores, Nawonga Ubuntu of the Harem of Whores, Guild Leader Beathany Morningbright of the Harem of Queens, Aisha al'Warari of the Harem of Whores, Fjotri Fjornsdaugter of the Harem of Whores, and Red Bess of the Harem of Queens.

Ypsili Gynaika, newest member of the Harem of Queens, awaited me upon my chariot. "Good morning, slut," I greeted her.

She bowed her head. "Good morning, Master."

I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and squeezed one of her fat tits firmly in my hand. She trembled and came at my touch, juices running down her legs. I gripped the reins with my other hand and whipped my team into motion. "Forward!" I commanded, and the entire column began the long march back to the heart of my Empire.

There the woman of Wundaria would be paraded through the streets before being hauled off by their masters in the Outer Empire, where they would serve as sex slaves for the rest of their lives.

Just Behind me in the column rode Brawm, the Empire's greatest hero. Ischyri, his new slut, followed behind his horse, gazing adoringly at the back of her new master. Mikri followed her new lord with equal fervor, though Dispegadax still seemed to feel nothing but contempt for her. Ochi, once a Priestess of the Void, now walked along amid a crowd of the Porozdatus clan, squealing with empty-headed delight as she was continuously groped and fingered on the march. Her body was fully solid now, not a hint of translucence remained. The Void had been fucked out of her, put the part of her mind it had consumed could never be fully restored. She would be an airheaded bimbo for the remainder of her days, but at least she could still experience the joys of womanhood to the fullest. She could be fucked, and she could bear children.

My cock began to stiffen once again. Smiling, I pulled Ypsili in front of me and plowed my cock deep into her sodden pussy. The slave-queen moaned in helpless ecstasy as the tip of my cock lodged against the entrance to her womb. Many miles remained before we would reach my palace. I decided that before we reached our destination, the defeated Queen of Wundaria would also experience the full joy of womanhood.