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Gemorian Ascendant 3

... watching them seems to be getting you ready to play again quite effectively.”

She was right, of course. My cock had dropped to half-hardness, but now it seemed to be back on an upswing. I licked my lips as I watched the pixies intermingling with each other in a writhing heap, mouths on breasts and pussies and asses, fingers doing the same, and here and there a deep, ravenous kiss being exchanged. One of them, the one with blue hair in fact, went into a shuddering, whimpering orgasm as two of her companions both lapped at her pussy. After, the two turned on each other, kissing and licking pussy juice off of each other, while the blue haired one took a moment, shivering still. I reached out to her, opened my mouth and…

“...uh…blue? Bue pixie? Um. Wait, what are your names?”

The blue pixie looked up at me with half-lidded eyes and smiled. “No, summoner. You formed us..”

“When you summon our essences from Gemory’s realms, you make us new,” added the pink one.

“We are nameless,” said green.

“But you could name us,” offered the yellow.

“And give us your name, summoner,” finished purple, an eyebrow arched.

That last part didn’t sound like a good idea at all, especially with the look she was giving me. Though considering how naive I was back then it's probably best that she wasn’t very good at hiding her mischievousness. But I did need to give them something to call me as much as I needed to give myself something to call them. That would probably hold true ...

... for all the Gemorian beings I summoned, I thought to myself. And so it struck me.

“Ah, uh, well, you all can call me master, Master Gemorian. I am Gemory’s agent in this world, and we will take power in her name, long may her unholy reign be.” As I went, I began to find my voice. “So, my creatures, halt your play and come forth, line up and receive the appellations your master bestows upon you.”

The pixies grinned and seemed excited at the prospect, though one or two lingered fingers or caresses on bodies of whatever companion they had been with before flitting over to me. They all floated in a line before me, hovering in the air on their iridescent dragonfly wings.

“Let’s keep this simple.” I walked up to the blue pixie, who was first in line. Her blue eyes were bright and eager, and I could see the dampness between her thighs and the residue of my cum in her hair. On impulse, I reached my hand to her, and ran a finger across her soaking cunny, which caused her to shiver and moan. I brought my finger to my mouth for a taste, then said, “You are Cerulea.”

She smiled brightly and said “Thank you, Master Gemorian.”

The purple pixie was next in line, and as I came to her she spread her legs and with her hand spread her glistening folds apart, showing me her pink. I wasn’t sure what to make of this ostentatious show of deference, other than to embrace it while staying on guard. But, when I slid a finger in her offered pussy, it caused her to hiss in pleasure and her ...