In the morning, I was lying on the hard ground near the doorway again. Old habits die hard, I thought. The next thing I thought was, Who the hell is sucking my cock?

I opened my eyes and my aura flared, ready to destroy any enemies. I sat up, and sighed, letting my aura retract. It was only Ella. She was licking and sucking like a pro, and, thanks to my command, it was totally silent. Still, I could feel her professional tongue caressing every part of my steel hard cock, playing with it, loving it. Noticing I was awake, she stood up.

No words were needed to convey what she wanted.

She lowered herself slowly onto my cock. Her pussy was extremely tight and wet, and I slid in quite slowly, as to not hurt her. When she reach the base, we both sat there for a bit, breathing hard. Then, she moved slowly up and down, her long brown hair bouncing.

It was enough. I hugged her pre-adolescent body close as we moved, our breathing one and the same. Soon, I felt my balls tightening, ready to release their load. I shot it deep into her pussy, and she came soon after, releasing a pent up breath, full of satisfaction. We probably could have sat there forever, except then Mary woke up.

She opened her eyes and sat up, and the first thing she saw was me, naked, intimately close to Ella naked. I don't think all the rumored demons in the west could have brought out the same amount of horror on her face. I just sat there, and Ella turned away, embarrassed and shamed. Mary's horror soon turned to anger, and I sensed her aura coming together moments before she used it. "STOP", she screamed in the power of an auric command, aimed at Ella. Ella flew, literally flew, off my cock and slammed into the far wall, where she lay, frighteningly still. Apparently, Mary wasn't satisfied yet. "DIE." She commanded, again aimed at Ella.

Oh shit.

Auras are not easy things to understand, and even one like me, who has lived a nearly immortal life, does not understand everything about it. A lot of the time, instinct helps us use our auras effectively, as the aura is tied to the body and soul. And it was instinct that saved Ella's life.

Her eyes glazed over with horror when she raised her head, certain that her time had come. Thinking fast and intuitively, I closed my eyes and opened my aura sight, seeing Mary's bright nimbus of power about to slam into Ella. So I broke it. Retaining the original energy, I shattered the golden nimbus into a bunch of smaller sparks, which flowed in all directions. Then, I slammed a wall of force into these, forcing them out the window and into the street, where, hopefully, all they would kill was a few mice.

Pumping with adrenaline, I glanced back to Mary. She was again horrified, and tired as well. Her eyes were wide, and, as I watched, she began to cry. No, not just cry; she began to bawl.

I climbed onto the bed next to her, and tried to hold her close, rocking her. She pushed me away weakly the first few attempts, then gave in and held me close, crying into my shirt. I knew not what to say, so we just sat there.

Ella came up, and, apparently able to speak again, combed Mary's hair with her fingers, speaking softly. She seemed to calm Mary down, although I knew not what she said. Mary looked up to me with teary eyes, and, proved once again I had no idea how girls worked. "Have sex with me?" she pleaded, almost commanded.

Before I was able to attempt to push her away, to deny her request, I caught Ella's eye. Something in that glare told me I should, it would help, etc. So I did the smart thing. I obeyed a random elf girl I had met only yesterday.

Ella, the only professional in the room, prepared Mary well. Mary, now giggly and happy again, laid down, and Ella closely inspected her pussy. Ella took a finger, and shoved it in Mary's pussy, moving it around and around, as if softening it up. With her other hand, she massaged Mary's crotch area.

"To keep her nice and supple." Ella explained. "It'll make her first time easier, and she'll still be able to walk tomorrow. Or should be able to, at any rate."

Mary was a lot less patient, and soon shoved Ella away, and opened her arms, welcoming me in. I reluctantly took a position over her, and slowly guided my cock to her pussy. The tip pushed her little lips open, and she shuddered. I looked to her, confirming that this was what she really wanted, and she nodded.

I pushed a bit further, and stopped when the head was all the way in. Mary was still smiling, but through teeth clenched in pain, and her hands gripped the bed sheet so hard, it seemed like it was about to rip. I began to carefully pull out, but Ella, from behind, shoved me even further.

Mary's scream shook the walls. I was now about halfway in, but you would have thought we'd have branded her with a hot iron, the way Mary looked. She was no longer smiling, but grimacing, and her eyes leaked tears of pain. I was many things, but a sadist was not one of them. Yet.

So I began to pull out again, and this time, Ella was not there to push me. Indeed, she stood to the side, looking suitably chastised. Instead, though, Mary pushed me in deeper. She brought her body close to mine, and put her tiny yet elegant hands on my ass. Then, she pushed. Despite her tears, despite the obvious pain, despite the tightness, she made it all the way. Neither of us even noticed the blood, she was so happy yet in pain, I was so lost in ecstasy.

We kissed the next time we moved, and I sensed no pain in her face or her kiss, only pleasure. We were so lost in the way our tongues danced, in the way we smelled, in the way we moved, that the sex was only a frivolous add on to our true pleasure and happiness.

When we came, we hardly noticed it. We only noticed the beautifully happy cool down that came afterwards, the way I collapsed over her, the way she loosened her tight grip. We lay like that for a bit, until she pushed me up and kissed me again.

We finally got up so I could clean the wet and a bit bloody sheets under the pump, then leave them out to dry. As I was doing this, Ella and Mary had made up and were talking about Ella's home and schooling. I had an epiphany. I could send Mary to school! After all, education would not harm her, and I could take odd jobs during the days, and Mary could learn things and have fun. Hell, I would send Ella there too, she couldn't possibly have learned everything from her elf school.

So it was settled. The day was still reasonably early, especially for the school in Burgac (remember that only nobles could afford schooling these days), and we were able to get a good meal of bread and meat in before I led the two girls to the school.

Ella wore one of the dresses I bought yesterday, a smooth, velvet, red one, modestly long and not too body hugging. Still, anything she wore was sensual. Mary still would not wear anything except my aura or hers, and hers was still not enough to cover her ass yet. I was more than happy to create her clothing again, strengthening it with so many wards, not even a massive fireball could hurt her.

Then we walked there, and I left them at the steps of the school, which had a front that reminded me of the Roman times, massive columns and a huge entryway.

To get work, I only had to stand in the general area of "people's services", which covered a wide range, from prostitutes to the more mundane housekeepers. Neither a sign nor a call was needed. My reputation preceded me.

I was soon surrounded by a (politely) shouting crowd, each calling out their needs, then a price, most quite high. I held my laughter at the more outrageous prices ("my daughter! My daughter's hand in marriage!") and inwardly berated myself for even thinking about laughing. Where had my walls of steel gone?

Using my aura sight, I sorted through the crowd. I dismissed automatically the people that were seedy, whining, or just bad people, usually marked by a sickly tint in their aura, no matter what color it was. Next, I weaseled out the ones that weren't "real" jobs, for example, carrying a woman on my back. What was I, a pack mule? Finally, I took out the ones that I couldn't do, for they would take me away from Mary.

Among the ones I had left, one especially intrigued me. A specific one intrigued me. A rich merchant, practically a noble, living in the city, had a bratty daughter, one who needed not only punishment, but education. He wanted her to learn to defend herself, but every fighting teacher who went to her walked away in exasperation. This was not one of my typical jobs; usually I do assassination, bodyguarding, or general combat. Teaching was new, and something in my mind pushed me to try new things. Also, the way it was set up, I could teach for a while, and also keep Ella and Mary in school. It seemed good.

Using gentle mind suggestion, I managed to push most of the crowd away, leaving the fanatics, who I blasted away (not too violently), and the man. He was a small Eastern (what you would know as Asian) man, and shivered under my fierce steely-eyed glare.

"I will take your job. What will you pay?"

He named a sum that was probably too high, but I didn't know this girl yet, and so therefore accepted it.

"That is acceptable. Lead on."

So he did, and we wound up in the better part of town, and, as a bonus, near the school where Ella and Mary learned. The man led me to an Oriental type center garden, with a winding stone path, coarse, deep green grass, Buddhas, and conspicuous yet quiet water features. His daughter, Sally, sat on a stone bench supported by stone lions, the Asian type. She was stereotypically Asian, with small, eyes, long black hair, which was free and flowing, and, under her silk kimono, a small but agile body. She was around nine, older than Mary was but younger than Ella looked.

The father ran off, telling me where he would be in case I needed him. I walked toward the unsuspecting girl, who was playing with the fish in a koi pond below a waterfall. She heard my feet on the grass as I came near, and her first look of me was of me blocking out the sun, steely eyes sparkling, intimidating. Perfect.

Or maybe not so perfect. She stood up, arrogantly and impolitely wiping her hands on her silken kimono, then not even meeting my eyes when she spoke. "And who might you be? A new servant? A slave?"

"Your new teacher of combat." I said in a rich, deep voice, layered with unseen power.

She looked up dismissingly, then back down at the pond. Carefully, she reached around her kimono, and pulled at a bit of fabric that was sticking out. Instantly, the whole thing came apart, leaving her absolutely naked. Looking at me in the eyes now, she licked her finger and moistened her pussy with it. She sneered, a bad look on a face so pretty. "What do you think'll happen if I were to call my father right now?"

I had no time to deal with this shit. Without even giving an answer, my aura flared. The girl was lifted by her feet in the air, and turned around so her ass faced me. "That was the wrong question to ask, little girl." I responded coldly.

An invisible force lashed out across her ass, leaving a red mark. She screamed. I managed to get three more well deserved lashings in before her cries brought her father running to the garden. He was about to say something, to do something, when I caught his eye. Raw power flared behind me, illuminating my outline. My eyes glowed bright gray with focused energy, and even the animals felt my raw aura and moved away. "Leave her to me." I commanded in a voice that was just barely less than an auric command.

He looked up to his still crying, girl, and back to me. He swallowed what he had been about to say, and even gave me a small bow before nearly sprinting back to whatever business he had been doing.

I turned the girl around so she could watch him go, albeit still upside down. She goggled at her father running away, and the expression remained even after I set her safely on the ground. She looked to me, and the arrogance ran away like the piss that flowed down her leg right now. "What are you going to do to me?" she barely got out behind her chattering teeth. "I am going to succeed where the others failed." I said with a wolf-like smile, all teeth, no humor. "But first, we must test." I stepped back a few steps, leaving her shivering form standing there, filled with terrifying expectations. It wasn't going to be thaaat bad...

My aura solidified around me, a steely silver color that everyone could see. "Block." I commanded, and gave her two seconds reprieve before I went at her. Strands of my aura lashed out, aiming for her legs, her arms, her body, her face, her back. No more than three at a time, and I observed how she used her naked body.

She first attempted blocking. That was useful, as her reaction time was quick, and her quickness allowed her to get only a glancing blow on her arm as opposed to a solid one on her stomach. It worked until she could no more bear the pain of taking another hit on the arms, which were red and probably bruised. She then tried to dodge, leaping out of the way at the last second. She was good, but she could not dodge all the tendrils at once, and the ones she didn't dodge hit her good and full on. Finally, she surrendered, huddling up into a fetal position and whining. I gave her a few more good shots before I stopped. I walked over to her. "Let me see your body."

Her fear of me overcame any sensibilities she had, and she quickly bared herself for me to see. I saw countless hits on her body and upper legs, and even a red mark crossing her pussy. I was originally going to give her one lash on the ass for each shot I made, but there were too many, so I settled at ten.

"Show me your ass." I commanded. She did dutifully, sniffing, even pulling open her ass cheeks and revealing to me her asshole. It occurred to me it would be ironic if I actually did fuck her right here and now. But no. Not yet.

"Ten lashes." I growled. "Count them."

I had quite a bit of fun. I had my lashes dance all over hitting her in the pussy, across the cheeks, and once, I got a really good one solidly on her asshole. It felt good, to humiliate someone who had been such an arrogant creature before. I ordered her to turn to me again, and she did, her face covered with snot and tears. With a sigh, I used my auric cloth to wipe most of it away, and she looked to me fearfully, but gratefully.

"Attack me." I said gently. She stared. "What?"

"Attack me." I repeated, a bit less gently.

"But...but I can't." she replied, a bit of whine coming back into her voice. "I'm too...scared!"

"FIGHT ME!!!" I roared, scaring her even more. Screaming, she threw herself in a full on assault, as if fighting for her life, lashing out against me in a fury of thrashing limbs. I took no hits, instead, forming a flexible, close to skin barrier that kept track of where she hit.

I noticed immediately that she aimed too much for the body. A good, solid, strong fighter would definitely aim for the body, hoping for a stomach or rib-cracking shot. But Sally was a small, nimble girl, and that was definitely not where her strengths lie. Being nimble, flexible, and speedy, she should probably aim for the legs, tripping her opponent, then going for the head. The abdomen was not totally off limits, but the upper chest definitely was.

"Stop." I ordered her, and she did immediately, breathing hard, chest moving, almost collapsing. I stalked toward her, watching her shiver as I came even closer, sensing her fear. I sighed inwardly. I knew I deserved her fear, but that was not going to be the best way to teach. I tried another method. Leaning down to her height, I put my hand on her head, and took note of her wince.

"You did well." I said.

She was stunned. "I...did...well?"

"Yes. You can improve, but you can definitely become better." I ended the short conversation with a brush of our lips, a short, businesslike kiss. I took note of the suns position. "Time to eat lunch." I said. "I need to go somewhere, but I'll be back afterwards." I felt her stare on my back as I left the garden and made my way to the front gate. The family invited me to stay for lunch, the father most of all. I had to decline, because I needed to check on Ella and Mary.

I hurried along, since we had not decided on a place to meet for lunch. My aura attracted me along the way, making it so that I needed no random stops, so that I could find them immediately.

They were safe and happy, talking with each other on the front of the steps. I noticed most of the other children had left already. I walked up to Ella and Mary.

Mary saw me. "I told you he would come!" she exclaimed, running to my arms.

Ella harrumphed. "Still, we could have gone with the others, and he still would have found us."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Others?"

Mary nodded. "We made friends here, and they're nice! They liked my dress." She batted her eyes at me. "Oh, and Ella likes someone...they stared at each other when they thought they weren't looking...it was cute." She let out a little shriek when Ella pinched her. "Well it's true..."

"No it's not!" Ella denied. "But wait? Was he staring at me as well? Tell me..."

Leaving them to talk about the things they had learned today, I led them toward an inn that I knew had good food. As they ate a most hearty stew, I talked with the innkeeper. I learned, most disturbingly, of more rumors of a demon army to the west, commanded by a coalition of sorcerers. Even more disturbing were the rumors of a political turmoil to the near east, one that might even reach Burgac, important as it was. I had no doubt that I could easily get out alive, but Ella and Mary and even Sally... I told Ella and Mary of what I had learned on the way back, and they absorbed the information, but I doubt the true implications actually hit them. Still, no matter. Ignorance is indeed bliss at some points.

Another surprise awaited me at the house I taught at. I walked in, and the father greeted me with smiles and open arms and offers of tea, obvious signs of an offer. So I walked into his trap, and, over tea with the family, mother, father, and Sally, I learned of what the offer was.

Apparently, I had been the only teacher that Sally had ever liked. And, renowned as I was, immortal as I was, wasn't it entirely possible that I knew most of the subjects Sally needed taught? They offered me a comfortable price, and I thought on it...

There was a definite chance that Sally was lying, that she perhaps thought I did not know the subjects, that I would be indefinitely easier on her. That was false, so I dismissed that.

There was another chance that she hated me for what I had done to her, and she wanted to get rid of me, although I could see no way in which she would do that...

I took the job.

Apparently, right after lunch was math. This was a subject I was reasonable on, for reasons I shall leave unsaid. She learned well, but made several errors when I tested her using my aura as a screen.

Sighing inwardly, I reminded myself that I needed to lay down the law. We went over the problems I got wrong, and, just as I was about to say the same thing, she asked, "Aren't you going to spank me for what I did wrong?" in a cutesy, longing voice. I looked back at the problems in my mind, and noticed they were all easy.

Oh no. She was THAT kind of girl. I tried to deal with it in a different way, in a way she hadn't expected. The straightforward way of the warrior.

"You like being spanked, don't you?"

Her eyes widened as if this had been the last thing on her mind, but she also put a hand over her mouth, hiding a smile in mock surprise. "What? Me? No, of course not, but..."

"Well, if that's the case, I guess I won't spank you for every one you got right."

Her eyes widened. I could tell she wanted this. "No, that sounds reasonable..."

I didn't even try to get her to justify it. "Also, if you get everything right at the end of a practice exam, I'll give you something special..."

She groaned. "If only you had told me that before..."

Still, she almost glowed as she stripped out of her kimono, and gladly bared her ass to me, going on the ground in a doggystyle position. She had gotten 10/20, so ten lashes should do it.

I was a bit nicer than I probably should have been, inflicting no real pain, just a light, stimulating aura whip. Most went straight across her buttocks, leaving her crying and moaning, but for a few I whipped up her pussy and down her asshole, causing her to nearly collapse.

We finally finished and she put her kimono back on, wincing as she stood. She smiled at me. "Time for our next subject," she said teasingly.