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Joe Lawyer
Oh yeah I have written so much 'erotica' for this story that I feel I have really improved in that area of story telling. I think my ability to describe other kinds of action has gotten better to.
Well there will be other chances for him to catch ferals, besides there's the matter of supply and demand. The more Zubutts Team Gothic has the less the others will get for the ones they captured and they need the money a lot more that Tamer G does. Plus with his Good Luck Blood Gift he will keep obtaining more wealth.
Tamer Gothic – Book Two – The Shadow Lord
Part 45
Menzoberranzan – The Underdark
A while back I had recruited about thirty Drow-Zee from among Kiransalee's Coven, and those that were allied with her, in order to assault a Team Rocket Base so that I could recover Callisto before the criminal organization could use her for some evil scheme.
While the Drow-Zee had fought very well, despite losing a few members of their strike team, they'd all come down with a rather nasty case of the sticky fingers and had brought back various amounts of loot that they'd pillaged to the city, this included a few male members of Team Rocket.
Overall Kiransalee's Coven and those allied with her had benefited from the raid and their standing had increased with Menzoberranzan's complex hierarchy. However at the same time the raid had been somewhat counter productive to Kiransalee's plan for the city.
Her desire was that Menzoberranzan not advance too quickly or that they take by force what they needed to grow. While the small city hadn't actually increased its population due to the attack the raid had stirred up the warmongers among those covens who didn't see things the way the Drow-Zee and Dark Elves of my coven did.
These stirrings had gained the interest of the those covens who were sitting on the fence when it came to the issue of how Menzoberranzan should expand. Those Matrons saw that things might be changing, and should the covens who wanted the city to expand more aggressively take control then those covens not committed to any of course of action might jump on the band wagon so to speak.
Even before the Matron of my coven had taken the time to explains things to me I had noticed some subtle clues about the changing circumstances, but Kiransalee had still needed to explain the full extent of the situation to me, and than she had insisted that I not pass this information onto her m most beloved daughter.
This was because she wanted to find out if Kira was able to understand the nature of the changes that were happening without having anyone clueing her in. The Matron had no desire to test me because this was the Dark Elves playing their Game of Thrones and while Patrons, the human males who were the 'husbands' of the matrons, could end up being pieces on the board we were not players in the game.
To assist my sort of stepchild in better understanding the complex political makeup of the city the Matron, who was kinda my other wife, had set Kira the task of deciding which Coven my friend Thomas should be offered to as a Patron. Raven, was going to work with Kira so that my Dark Elf could get use to be advised.
As for me I was busy being a Patron. I'd not gotten a chance to experience the role before now as I'd left as soon my Matron had been confirmed as pregnant. Now I was discovering that for the most part the job was much like being a Tamer.
I had to have sex with some of the Drow-Zee as while they kept each other from going Feral it helped to have me around as even if I only gave one of them a quick fingering it meant they wouldn't need Taming again for a while, and that meant they could spend more time being productive. Plus they all seemed to enjoy the attention.
Sadly even I could only spend so much time bringing pokegirls to orgasm even with different parts of my body, and the Matron knew this so I was spending my evenings in a bath, which was really a small swimming pool, trying to relax and rejuvenate myself while discussing important matters with Kiransalee.
"They have come up with a wonderfully thought out plan" the Matron told me as her youngest daughter, a fifteen year old Drow-Zee called Ransa whose father had been a wandering Tamer at the turn of the century, washed my back "Wisely they are weighing the pros and cons of allying closer with the various Covens".
That made perfect senses to me, and as since Thomas was a talented Tamers he was far more worthy to be a Patron than any of those losers from Team Rocket.
"Only all of that effort was for nothing" the Matron than said "Because my child is not aware of the current situation".
Well I understood that attacking the Team Rocket Base had wetted the appetite for spoils that many Dark Elves down here had, what didn't make senses was how Kira's mother hadn't seen it coming.
She should have foreseen it given that she had centuries of experience. She'd not only had a hand in shaping this society over hundreds of years, she had also helped to found this city so many decades ago.
While I was thinking about what I was going to do to Ransa later, as she was doing a really job of cleaning me and needed to be rewarded, I was also pondering the idea that the Matron had known that this situation would come about and that she had desired it to as well because she had a plan to use these troubles to her own advantage.
"The warmongers are being 'lead' by young ambitious young Dark Elf Matron" I was then informed.
Even a young matron would be more than two hundred years old, and for any being, even a powerful poke, to have lived that long then must have been smart enough to avoid danger for a couple of centuries. That meant she not someone to be underestimated.
"However I know that she is being back by a few older more powerful Covens" the Matron then told "I just lack proof".
This version of Menzoberranzan was based upon the one created by R. A Salvatore, only with some major differences when it came to worship and the treatment of males, but in matters of justice a matron still needed real evidence to prove another matron's guilt before the city as a whole could be convinced to take action.
When that happened the offending Coven would not be wiped out, like a Dark Elf house would be in original Menzobarranzan, rather then guilty Matron would be executed and her subjects would be divided among the other Covens.
"Since you have been gone there have been some skirmishes between the guardians of Elf Court and our Drow-Zee warriors" the Matron said in a worried tone as she reached for her glass of what I hoped was not wine.
I was also worried about the fighting between the Elf Court and the Underdark City because in less than a year the elves I'd impregnated using the cock ring would give birth to pokekits who were my daughters. And since wars between elves were slow affairs that could last decades it was possible that my own children would die in a war.
"Both sides blame each other for things that no longer matter" the matron was now saying. "So perhaps it was a good thing that you sent Kara to the Elf Court from her you hear their side of the story, and perhaps you will discover away to settle things down again".
Really I should have been stressing out about all this, but Ransa was really good at working out the knots and while it was still a little weird to have my sort of stepdaughter massaging my back with her breasts I found it too enjoyable to make her stop.
"Unfortunately I do not think things will go well for Kara" the Matron remarked "Her mother was already in a foul mood and I don't doubt that when Kara returned home that her feelings became even worse. She will not impressed by what her daughter has been doing".
While Kira's mother wanted her daughter to get along with Kara, if only so they didn't kill each other, I didn't thik Mielikara felt them same way.
The Elf Queen was extremely feminist in Thomas's view, and after discussing her past actions I had come to support his opinion. She had left her husband after Kara had Thresholded into an elf about fifty or so years ago. Then when the poor bloke had gone looking for his wife and child the Elf Queen had ordered her warriors to chase him away.
It wasn't hard to believe that Mielikara saw human males as nothing more than walking sperm donors to be used and then cast aside when the time was right.
She certainly seen me as a means to an end and if for not for the fact that I'd bonded with her favourite daughter I was pretty sure that I'd of been chased out of the Forbidden Forest as well.
As I closed my eyes I pictured Mielikara critiquing Kara over the fact she hadn't gotten the Alpha position, and that that she was pretty much just a sex battler, and my nursemaid to put it kindly.
I grew so concerned that I asked one of the Drow-Zee guards, who had been subtly watching me bathe, to fetch my pokeballs. I'd gotten into to habit of switching pokes when I could so I had Navi with me.
"Navi" I said when the fairy appeared "I need you to be as sneaky as you can. Go to the Elf Court, find out how Kara is doing and then report back".
"Yes, Master!" she squeaked before flying away.
Given that her tiny breed were known for being good scouts, and of course spies, I trusted that she knew what she doing.
"What will you do if you discover than Mielikara is holding her own daughter hostage?" the matron asked me as she climbed out of the tub.
For someone who was over three hundred years old my sort of wife had one hell of a body, and the fact that she was carrying my offspring was just starting to show, which made looking at her naked body very distracting.
"Rescue her" I said as if the answer was obvious.
To my disappointment the Matron covered her body with a robe, but that at least allowed me to focus.
"And if I give you warriors to aid you then that would start a war" Kiransalee then said.
I had in fact just been thinking that myself.
"Well I wasn't actually planning on going in guns blazing" I told Kira's mother "I was thinking of sneaking in, or just demanding her back".
Unless Mielikara was insane she wouldn't start a war either. Elves were not know for acting rashly, so if the Elf Queen was holding Kara against her will then it was part of a larger plan and I might be part of it. Still that didn't matter as I wasn't going to leave my beta locked up somewhere.
"We can discuss in the morning" decided the matron "I want you to attend dinner tonight as I will be discussing things with Kira. I will send for you later so you can spend the night with the both of us".
That surprised me as Kira had made it clear that her mother had never really gotten over the death of her last sort of husband (Kira and Kara's father) and while I had gone to bed with Kiransalee before, that had been more of a case of duty than any sort of comfort.
Something had changed, perhaps due my Charm Blood Gift, or maybe my Coven's matron was simply ready for move on. Being up the duff might also be a reason.
"Until then Ransa can keep you company" the matron said "Just don't let her tire you out".
There was actually a risk of that as because as soon the Matron left the room, Ransa moved around to the front of me and then straddled my lap.
"I thought she'd never leave" said the Drow-Zee.
While I didn't mind having the Matron around I couldn't disagree as my mouth was now very busy.
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Menzoberranzan – The Underdark
The last time I'd stayed with the Coven I'd not had the Blood Gift of Darkvision, so until now I had not been able to fully appreciate just how much effort the Dark Elves and the Drow had put into making their home a place of culture.
Even in the dining hall this was apparent. It was hard to see the carvings on the wall, but once I did I began to understand just how highly these elves thought of themselves. All the pictures were of sexy, naked, pointy eared females. Just like the ones all around me, only the real lifes one had clothes on.
There were sculptures as well, that also served as pillars. They too were of naked Drow-Zee and Dark Elves. An experienced Tamer like myself could detect the subtle differences between the two breeds even when they were being displayed on a stone statue.
My attention was diverted from the art to the dinner itself when something smashed. When I looked around I found that a Shadowcat slave had dropped a dish. That was what had made the noise. The laden plate had been intended for me only now its contents were all over the floor.
When I figured what was going on I clenched my teeth and I forced myself to keep from audibly or visibly wincing. I was now upset because I knew what happened to slaves who screwed up in front of their Drow owners. It would not be pretty.
"I crave pardon for my clumsiness, Patron" the slave said while bowing deeply towards me.
Since it was my meal she'd ruined she was right to apologise to me, however I wasn't the one to offer forgiveness.
"Granted" said a Dark Elf I didn't know "Now clean up this mess at once. Then when you have done that fetch another serving for the patron. Later you will make amends for your error with extra dish-washing duties".
For a slave in Menzoberranzan getting such a mild punishment was rather strange. I had expected much worse. Like say a flogging.
"Of course, Captain" said the Shadowcat before she turned to me "The meal will be a few moments as I must fetch cloths for the cleaning"
Which was a shame because I was hungry, yet before I could comment on that the Captain spoke for me again.
"Then do so" the Dark Elf in armour replied "At once, the Patron is not to be kept waiting".
The feline bowed deeply again and then scurried off. Once she had vanished the Captain turned to me. Now that I could see her face I remembered who she was, she was the Guard-Captain the Dark Elf warrior in charge of Drow who protected the coven. I'd met her briefly when gathering troops for the attack on the Team Rocket Base.
"Your pardon, Patron" the warrior then said to me "Your food will be delayed slightly"
The Guard-Captain was not as kind to me as most of the coven, but given that I'd never Tamed her it made sense that there was no bond between us. Also she was in charge of keeping me safe while I was down here, so she most likely wanted to keep some sort of professional distance.
"That's quite all right" I replied.
I was only here because the Matron couldn't be and it was important to have one of the Coven's parental figures around, more so then ever given the tensions building between the Drow down here.
"You were surprised at my lenience?" the Guard-Captain inquired of me.
She hadn't really needed to ask as my surprise had been clear, but I answered her
"Others Covens may beat their slaves for the slightest mistake, but that is needlessly cruel" the Guard-Captain was now saying "Besides replacements aren't always easy to find in the Underdark".
Well it wasn't as if pokegirls came wandering down here on a regular bases looking to get captured. Besides Shadowcats were very rare so having one around to serve food was a sign to other covens of how how powerful this group was.
"Do the other covens treat their slaves badly" I asked.
I'd been part of Kira's coven since I'd gotten been kidnapped by the Drow, and while I'd always been free to wander the city as I pleased I'd not had much chance to find out how all the different Drow groups worked. Now that I had time to do that I wanted to learn more.
"Never fear I would not hesitate to slay a slave who tried to harm you" the Dark Elf assured me "But an honest mistake only warrants a minor punishment, and I find assigning extra chores to be effective".
That made sense as punishments that were needlessly harsh could make someone resentful, or worse it could break their will so that they became timid creatures that were no longer able to function.
"Don't you treat your harem that well?" the Guard-Captain queried "Or perhaps even better".
I didn't call them slaves, or make them do the labour, but mostly that was due to the fact that I rarely had to ask. They were happy to serve me in exchange for Taming, and in my defence while I didn't exactly pay them, due to my no cash for ass policy, I did make sure that they got a share of the spoils when they made me a profit.
"Well I'm not unusual in that respect" I told the Dark Elf.
Pokegirls had gained more right over the last decade and a half, but by law I could still punish my harem as I saw fit and use them anyway sexually that I wished. But they didn't seem to mind any of that.
"Here it is unusual, but not unique" informed the Guard-Captain "Some see the merciful treatment of our slaves as a sign of weakness. I don't agree, I think that it is only good sense, but sadly the Matron has not been able to persuade the other covens to adopt this practice".
While I was a bit of a sadist who enjoyed inflicting pain and sometime humiliation upon my sexual partners it was more of an act with me, and the females in my life played along, so real abuse upset me. Which meant I was glad to be part of a coven that at least tried to moderate their desire to harm their slaves.
"I must admit that I was dubious at first" said the Dark Elf who I knew be the Arch-Mage of the Coven.
While Kira's mother was the only Dark Elf pokewoman in the coven there were other Dark Elf pokegirls within the organization. The Arch-Mage was one of four Dark Elf pokegirls who served the Matron.
"I thought it possible that discipline amongst the slaves would break down to the point of mutiny" the skilled magic user then added.
The mage was was thinner and less curvaceous than the Guard-Captain, and she had a slightly less impressive chest, but she still seemed to ooze sexuality. A multitude of miniature rings adorned her ears and her wrists were bedecked with a dozen slim gold bangles. I didn't doubt for a second that they were all enchanted items.
"I was pleasantly surprised to be proven wrong" the Arch-Mage went on to say "Discipline has not suffered. Even better our Household expenses have dropped and productivity has risen".
Dark Elves were an extremely varied breed of poke. While the different varieties always looked rather alike in skin colour and hair, in terms of attitudes groups could be very unlike each other.
An example of this was those that lived in the Underdark never seemed to learn vine attacks, and they also seemed to chose their roles. Kara was a good tracker and hunter, like the 'dex told me she should be, but two Dark Elves sitting at this very table had chosen different paths. That was odd for a poke.
"As the Matron told you it would" said the warrior Dark Elf.
I finally got my food and some wine to wash it down. Which was good as I was really hungry now.
"Gothic, I will become a pokewoman in about ten years" the arch-mage then mentioned.
I had a sinking feeling right now.
"So will I" mentioned the guard-captain "or perhaps it is twenty I forget how old I am".
Hearing that made me laugh.
"Would you sire a child for both of us?" the Arch-Mage requested.
The universe was having fun at my expense and for once I was going to make it easy on the universe.
"Sure" I replied "But I thought only the Matron breed in the coven"
That had been the impression I'd had.
"The Matron has granted us both permission to have a child" I was told.
I spent a moment then wondering why so many females wanted to mix my DNA with theirs. But I was rich, successful and I had a magic cock ring that made impregnating women easy so it made some sense.
When I stopped thinking about that I then tasted the Morimatra wine and I expected it to be, smooth and sophisticated. However it was flavoured with fiery spices, and also it seemed to act as a powerful aphrodisiac. It had a good effect on me.
"I'm going to retire" I informed the entire table.
There were two ladies who needed pleasing and I was in the mood to do it.
"You will miss the orgy" said the Guard-Captain.
They were fun to watch, but there would be another one tomorrow.
"A threesome will do" I replied as I headed for the door.