The Marks of Eros (Introduction)

I have finished writing the first book of ‘The Marks of Eros’, a fantasy erotic piece for those perhaps who most enjoy the erotic horror and supernatural/fantasy aspect of my work. Now begins the editing process, which will take some time, before its official release. In the meantime, to celebrate, here is the first chapter in its (relatively short) entirety.

Chapter 1

“Please, I’m begging you, I can’t stand it. Please, I’ll do anything!”

“One hour remaining.”

“NO! Please!!!” 

Signalling the time left was a nice touch, Seth thought to himself. It was something he’d probably incorporate a lot more in the future.

Every time he heard the woman’s shriek of despair and thought it could get no louder, the next indication of time marked a rise in pitch, much to his delight. With this captive’s every moan being the sweetest of music for everyone present at this outdoor auditorium, Seth had been the conductor.

“Splendid work as ever, Zero,” remarked a voice from behind that Seth recognised instantly. The portly man stepped through the crowd behind Seth, still transfixed – like the rest – to the woman writhing within the wooden basin. The translucent hands continued to reach up from the shallow pool of liquid she was kneeling in, caressed as if being fondled by living water. Hands groped and massaged all over the naked woman’s body.

While kept in a kneeling position with her hands held firmly behind her back, she could only thrust her hips back and forth as fingers slid within her.

Some people in the crowd enjoyed seeing the look of agony on her face, such a need for release that they could only imagine. Many more focused mostly on her body, how she swayed and wriggled those hips, how her breasts jiggled wonderfully each time she shuddered on the edge of orgasm. The majority, however, honed in between her legs, delighting in the way the fingers parted those swollen red lips. A glistening trail of her pussy juice slid down her inner thighs.

Whenever she teetered on the very brink, the fingers within simply stayed in place and kept completely still; her pussy clenched desperately around them. The moment the tide of orgasm receded, the fingers picked up once again, penetrating and masturbating their captive relentlessly. 

“I didn’t think I had enough Entity Essense to last the full three hours,” said Seth honestly. He never gave himself praise or sought accolades, yet he was always the first to admit when things weren’t to his standards. 

“Come now, Zero, you’re the best for a reason,” came the jovial reply.

Over his many years being appointed as Zero, Seth knew that the royal messengers were not at all ones to hold back if things were not to their approval or the crowd’s liking.

The messenger continued, “The fact that you were able to control this at all! The number of people we’ve lost to this stuff… terrifying.” He drifted off towards the end as he watched in awe of the cruel substance before finishing, “You certainly know how to give us a good show.”

“Well, it seems to be doing the job,” started Seth. He had a stern look of concentration, keenly observing his work. “It took a lot of experimentation to make sure it wouldn’t be too much; otherwise, it would have made her come right away. She’ll possibly have her moment in the end, though.”

“Bah! The judge was far too lenient if you ask me. I tell you what though, this girl, she-“

“Enough! I only need to know what is required for the punishment,” replied Seth sharply, with a finality signalling that there would be no point in pressing anything further.

“Alright, alright. One of these days, I’ll intrigue you.” 

The messenger reached into the inner pocket of his long red robe. The cries of pleasure coming from the woman were occasionally broken by the sound of jeers from the onlookers, calling out that she did not deserve to come. This, of course, made the woman moan even louder as a hand-shaped appendage pulled back her clitoral hood, allowing for another set of fingers to stroke against that engorged nub. Her scream of longing echoed throughout the courtyard as a thumb and finger pinched her clitoris, just enough to hold her on the brink but not enough to let her topple over. 

Seth caught sight of the letter being brandished by the messenger, “Ah, the babysitting gig,” he sneered. 

“She’s more than capable.”

“I do not doubt it. I have always preferred my own company, however. You know that.”

“Of course. It’s just that the royalty wants to ensure that new expeditioners are trained properly and that they are protected. They don’t want a repeat of last time. God knows where Shichi and his apprentice have gone, and Kyu still hasn’t gotten over what happened to hers.”

Seth, cutting an imposing figure next to the short messenger, finally turned and faced him before accepting the letter being presented. The moans in the background had become muffled by fingers being thrust back and forth into the prisoner’s mouth; she sucked enthusiastically as if it may speed up the thrusting between her legs. 

With a nod, the tall man dressed in a long, black cloak finally replied, “You can tell them to count on me, as always.”

The only thing to cause a few eyes to veer away from the gorgeous sight of the woman’s torment was to see a royal messenger shake hands with someone who was not considered royalty. It wasn’t too much of a surprise; this was the one titled ‘Zero’ after all. 

“Thank you,” said the messenger with a smile. Turning back to the basin, he continued, “So, Entity Essence, eh? A new one for you, even with your abilities.”

“Yes, bloody awkward to work with as well. Acquired it deep in The Southern Forest. Uneventful, at least. Staying until the end?”

“Sadly not. I’m already running a little late. I have prisoners for San and Hachi to prepare for. Within the next few days, we’ll have a prisoner for you and your soon-to-be apprentice to contend with.”

With that, the messenger left through the crowd as abruptly as he arrived.

Seth continued to focus on his work once again. He merely stared at her for a while, admiring the beauty of her torture, how her body arched at the ministrations of those attentive fingers, how she pushed her chest forward keenly as the hands groped her breasts. It was clear that she needed her nipples pinched, and the Entity Essence sensed it, feeding off her reactions and forming a physical response. Still, it merely used the fingertips it had formed to brush the tips of those stiff nipples, knowing that even just a firm pinch would be enough to cause her to climax.

It stroked her nipples in small circles in the same way it was doing to her exposed clitoris, driving her crazy. She knew that screaming out pleas for orgasmic release and mercy would do nothing, yet there was nothing else she could do. Screaming, moaning, and begging were the closest she could get to relief while in the grasp of this liquid captor. The fingertips teased back and forth, occasionally stopping to let those stiffened points sizzle on the brink.

As time went by, the shallow pool shrank to merely a puddle. Still, there was enough energy stored in it to pin the female down. On her back, with her hands above her head, the Entity Essence held her firmly in place. It kept her legs spread open, putting her so entirely on display. The onlookers enjoyed seeing how the prisoner’s pussy was made to convulse in desperate need of more.

The Entity Essence kept gliding a fingertip back and forth across her entrance, teasing that wet little hole. Those closest to the scene, primarily the guards and some of the city’s most elite, were able to witness the little twitches of her clitoris.

Rocking her hips up and down, the girl’s eyes were clenched shut tightly as if praying for her cruel captor to at least give her the mercy of penetration once again. Her wish was soon granted, with the fingers again thrusting into her pussy. While the Entity Essence was a liquid substance, the appendages it formed were solid, the fingers pounding in and out furiously before slipping out entirely just as she reached the brink.

The crowd greatly enjoyed seeing the prisoner being brought to the edge of orgasm repeatedly now without a moment’s rest, how her body trembled as the fingers stayed so close to her quivering hole – ready to thrust back inside.

Seth surveyed the scene, the tiers of people who had come out to bear witness to this most prized event. All were circled around the basin, taking such glee in this captive’s erotic punishment.

It was rare for the common folk to mingle with the elite and the royalty at these minor punishments, particularly for merely a small theft by an everyday civilian. However, the expeditioner – Zero – always stirred much interest. Even several professional warriors could be seen dotted throughout the auditorium. Typically treated as celebrities, these lean, chiselled men and women were able to enjoy the event peacefully. Occasionally, a couple of them would catch Seth’s eye and nod their heads to him in acknowledgement.

The reflection of the sunset, shining like a beacon cast from the badge that adorned Seth’s dark, regal-looking garb, caught the attention of the commonalty seated nearby. Noticing the golden badge with a single black horizontal line across the centre, marking this man as ‘Zero’, they bowed their heads to show respect and appreciation. 

While admiring the pure eroticism of how her back arched and her hips swayed in longing, Seth thought of the different ways he could use the Entity Essence in the future. Perhaps if he had more time to work with, if this woman was back in his care, he imagined how he could make her suffer even more in ecstasy. It wouldn’t be long now until the crowd had the chance to choose whether she would be allowed to climax at the end. He guessed they’d let it end with her denial, leaving her so incredibly frustrated and screaming to the heavens for mercy.

He was correct.