The moment Tolgani saw what was now forming in front of them, them being him and the Queen of the Faeries?
He knew he was doomed. IT was beyond anything he had ever witnessed, even from folklore or tales of supernatural beings?

It was seeming to be taking in all that was now before it.  Unknown to him IT was looking back over recent events.

If we were aware of what he had been up to in all its glory or was it ‘gory’ details; IT sure as hell was more than taking it all in.

A second by parsec by parsec review. Emotionless, absolutely NO expressions on its ‘face’? Then it stopped, a deep silence, before it finally spoke.

“I accept your request Faerie Queen. This is indeed a being of little conscience and they do have a saying amongst his race.

The ‘males’ appear to ‘keep their brains’ their intellectual reasoning,  in their nether regions.

THAT place in particular. A place that has grown larger over time, due to the forbidden Faerie juices. More so than its intellect.

My my, he is well gifted there. I have sensed, a high degree, of some pleasure, not only from its use, but also on washing it beneath water.

Taking in its width, girth and breadth, delighted that it was such a wondrous thing to behold. That many, would be jealous, of such.. Envious, bewitched by it.

Lost for words, well some of your Faeries certainly were. Unable to speak.
‘Must not talk with your mouth full’, I believe is one of the sayings this primitive is used to hearing..

A popular quote, from his race of beings. I am somewhat amused by that and especially so re ALL concerned here as I review events. TRUTH is, there certainly was, NOT much talking going on. Communication, is indeed, something lacking here, between the Faeries AND this predator.

The FACT, that two of his faourites, actually provided whips, chains and other devices to further HIS, NO THEIR pleasures? NOT under the influence of the Gobli dust. Of their own volition?!

Some of your Faeries were not without sin. Enjoying the pleasures, they took from him, those two in particular,BUT the others, were, when bowing to consumption, (the honey water, the mead as we would know it) abusing, taking and pleasuring themselves.

The moment they did that, they lowered themselves, to be as primitive as he was. NOT, that I will judge them unfairly for that. Given what I am witnessing, he was indeed, a more than capable primitive re giving and TAKING of his pleasure.

That some, are unable to give testament, to his outrages, seems to echo my thoughts, re their sins.
They cannot, give such because to do so would have them reliving those moments in time.
I would judge, based on FACTS, not a projection of that which is NOT FACT.

That Gobli creature saw a weakness and took advantage of it re this primitive lust, its adolescent urges..

I cannot punish it, because YOU have already done so and I, am more than satisfied, re what you have done; I will however, make sure, that that creature, can not be killed.

Every time it ‘dies’ it will come back to life, to be hunted again and again. IT will, long outlive, those seeing revenge, until the last of them slaughters it, whereupon IT will cease to exist. . .

Terror, fear, dread, NO! Far too much pleasure from their having the power over him to do so.

The Faerie dust, nay the Gobli Dust would only work for so long before your Faeries became immune to it.

TWO of his most regular ‘interests’ were NOT affected by it.
THEY conned this ‘primate’  into thinking it, was the one, with the power.

The power, to take them, use and pleasure himself? They were willing participants AND taking as much from their encounters as he had!

We see all, we know all, we sense and KNOW all there is to know.
If I were a primitive being, I would delight, in being beneath him lapping up the pleasure.

However his perversions, I see beyond them and, he is capable, of far greater things, than he would have himself believe. That and that alone, has made me, think carefully, about HOW to ‘ punish’ IT.

We are GODS, we have the power to take, destroy, manipulate, use and transform, the destiny, of all,  who are, who exist, thanks to us. I like so many of my kind are not into destroying those, who have potential and, some of your Faeries desire to take advantage of that! So I shall do likewise.

Your Faeries and I gather YOU, do not want him, to die so easily. An immortal. Hmm now there’s a thought.
A being, that cannot be destroyed, by anyone, or anything, other than a GOD. Shall we? “

She blinked, yes blinked and Tolgani, felt his body changing. Across his shoulder a flash of blinding light.
He felt strange markings forming. Unknown to him his reasoning, intellectual and otherwise was changing.
He knew far more, was aware of so much more.

“He has the Qiverse at his heel. To follow in the foosteps of the GODS. A  Zzha Aposolate. One of ours and, protected for all eternity by us. I am Inexi the GOD of all things INEXPLICABLE’. That means there will be, such within ALL of the days, the time, he, walks the Qiverse.

INEXI - Inexplicable things he cannot explain, can do little about, that WILL be there, WILL, determine the course of his existence. BUT! I will also have some fun. I shall make sure,  all that he deems to be, of such importance to him, will never, be greater, than the love of his GOD.

MY ‘Aposolate’ will be thinking of me, every time, he makes ‘LOVE’,  to another being, to hold, kiss, cuddle and show fondness, affection to IT. IT will see my FACE, feel my presence and, KNOW, it is something, that can never be erased.

IT WILL be, as though, we are intertwined, making love with each other, pleasuring each other. NOW how much of a gift, from his creator, is that? Hence, I will NOT, forbid him, from making love, to your Faeries.

Taking them, soaking up their juices, or pleasuring themselves with IT. He, will NOT, need the Gobli dust, to have them falling at his feet.

You, may think me unfair, re this BUT. Your Faeries are not nor have been without sin. To expect IT, to be punished, whilst they, claim such is just and fair, is in itself UNFAIR.

NOR, would I, deny, some of them who would think, such to be just that, UNJUST; to be deprived of their pleasures.  Whips, chains, beatings, the pleading for mercy, the begging and your Faeries, like to indulge, in a lot of that.. the pleasuring and, taking of this primitive by them.

NOR will YOU, their Faerie Queen disobey me re this. You, will NOT,  deny them, or IT, their pleasures. NOR will you, in any way shape or form, punish them, for their alacrity.

I do feel, before, I send him elsewhere, that some, of your Faeries, may choose, to take time out with IT, before IT is taken away from them; well for now. I WILL, allow it, to visit its family, from time to time, which means, IT, will return to your world.

What had been judgement given, the entity vanished.
The Faerie  Queen had no desire to remain and deciding, remaining, might see her taking leave of her senses; LEFT.

HE, was still, recovering from, all that had happened. Whatever, was on and across his shoulder NOT forgetting the strange object hanging that looked like some medallion? 

That was going nowhere, He was blessed or cursed with it.
For the moment, he was suddenly feeling horny, VERY horny?

What the ! Maelstrom. Ah that b! had left him exhausted and collapsed. All ITs fault  for what had happened. The b from hell,
Maelstrom yes it was ..

In the blink of an eye stood before them? The one called Maelstrom,? Cept this was how such a Faerie actually was and not the ILLUSION it had perpetrated on Tolgani?

He was speechless, ah yes the DON’T talk with your mouth full!
His head was pulled down to rest in between her cleavage.

The fullness, of her beautiful firm breasts, the scent of her parfum, that he was now remembering so well.
The horror, the shock, the remembering, how she had been?  Ugly, contorted, twisted, wrinkled and now this?

Beautiful, soft, warm, inviting and his loins feeling the arousal of a giant awakening from its slumber...

“I  heard, you calling my name. It pleases me, to see that you see beyond the ugliness. I perpetrated upon you in the hope, that you would realise, that you liked, being treated the way I treated you.

I will NOT be any different re that, I will take you, drain you dry and YOU WILL, be calling for me again.
Her mouth now fook in his ‘giant’. He felt his loins twitch, jerk as..

Lips wrapped around it, sucking it back, the sheer sensation, of her tongue, lashing across it.
Muttering between each slurp, each flick of her tongue.. I am sooo blessed..  sooo, big and bountiful..
I, am going to drain this dry AND,it will NOT be, the last time, for either of us! 
In his thoughts, her previous words?

 I am looking forward to some more with you ‘big boy’, just call out my name and I will come to you..
Maelstrom, my name is Maelstrom..”

He felt the sensation, of being lifted, placed into wooden stocks, his head locked securely down as she stripped him naked. The whip, across his bare butt, as he howled, with his prize accomplices, swinging beneath him, the thoughts of ‘All together now’ as he felt each lash, each raw crude and deeply offensive cursing at him.

Strapping on, her own ‘equipment’ to now, have him scream louder and louder, as she showed him the pleasures she enjoyed from him, with every thrust slamming into him, no mercy, until she finally released him, to take up his position above her.

His loins against hers and, his weapon of choice, now fully deployed. Savagely still feeling the sensation, the after burn of that whip she had used as he plowed her fields and, spread his seed.

Taking up, her piece of  ‘equipment’, the realisation of it, being almost as much in width, breadth as his was..
Remembering that inside him, slammed in and out by he? Fuelled his fury, to have her, squeal, as he placed it in all its entirety, into another dimension.

Beyond, where he, was doing, some deep drilling of his own. The shaking, the tremor until he felt he could no longer contain nor stop, what was to cum.. OOPS COME.

The raw full on primitive taking his prize. His GOD,  would be in his thoughts, on his mind,
could not be excluded, from 

every moan, groan and merciless, rampant thrust ....