Chapter 34 The Masters

It was an hour or so later, and Jack was making his way up onto the deck from his private beach, having gotten some valuable time with Mudkip and the rest of his team. He noticed Zinnia in the hot tub, relaxing peacefully. He took a deep breath, as he was going to have to break some news to her. She was resting her head on the deck with the rest of her body in the hot tub, looking perfectly serene, and part of him didn't want to interrupt her.

"Hey Zinnia, you're looking way too comfortable right now."

Zinnia smiled and turned her head to him. "Just needed to relax after some prep. I'm facing Gloria tonight, can't overlook her."

Jack remembered Gloria had battled a rather weak trainer at the Battle Club, and Giovanni was impressed with her Inteleon. "That Inteleon is a problem."

"But it's fragile." Zinnia said. "I'll need Salamence to be quick to beat it, but it's very doable. The real problem is her Hatterene."

"Oh..."

"I've got some ideas though." Zinnia said with a mischievous grin.

Jack sighed, realizing it might be bad form of him to distract her from the match. "I have something weird I think I should talk to you about, but it will probably distract you from the match-"

"Tell me after." Zinnia said. "Need all of my focus on the battle."

"Understood." Jack said. "We're all gonna be rooting for you. Me most of all."

"Oh yeah." Zinnia said with a big smile.

Jack and Misty arrived at the Battle Club right after 3:00, taking the bright red sports car ahead of Zinnia and the rest of the group. On the way, he let Misty know of all the tips Giovanni had given him, about Ursula and more importantly, Lusamine's dinner party.

"So the Draconid tribal elders are already here?" Misty asked as the two walked past the security checkpoint.

"That's what Giovanni made it sound like." Jack said. He got his phone out and sent Giovanni an encrypted message.

Jack: I'm at the Battle Club, but Zinnia doesn't want to be bothered with anything until after the match. I'll speak to the Draconid elders, hopefully buy you and your staff some time.

Giovanni: Okay. They're at the lounge on the third floor.

Jack sighed and led Misty to the elevators. When they got in, Misty spoke up. "You seem really tense."

He grimaced. He didn't mention the specifics of Zinnia's past to Misty, as he believed that was Zinnia's story to share, if she wanted to share it at all. "Zinnia's past has come back to find her. I don't think she's in danger, but it's going to be really emotional for her. I don't want to mess anything up."

Misty nodded.

"And Misty, you don't have any dark and mysterious past that'll come back to haunt us all, do you?" He said with a laugh.

Misty giggled. "Not yet. But there's always room for it."

The two emerged from the elevator and Jack found the cocktail lounge, with only a couple people at the bar area, but he saw a pair of strangely dressed individuals sitting at a table on the balcony, overlooking the entirety of the building. The man had a round, bald head, and wore a white robe with a dark red vest-like thing over it. Across from him was a woman who looked quite a bit older than the man, and she had a plain, black, kimono.

Jack walked to them, and paused as they the male turned to him. Jack opened took a quick breath before opening his mouth. "Are you members of the Draconid tribe?"

The man's face contorted. "How do you-"

The older woman put her hand up deftly, shutting the man up. "I take it you are a companion of Zinnia's?"

Jack nodded. "Yes."

"Where is she? We must speak to her!" The man barked.

Jack smiled, remaining calm. "I take it you two are Draconid tribe elders, correct?"

"Yes." The woman croaked. "Is Zinnia here?"

"I'll get to Zinnia in a moment." Jack replied. "My name is Jack Cobal. I'm originally from Hoenn and always loved reading the legends and stories of the Draconid people. I'm honored to meet two more in the flesh." Jack said diplomatically, turning to Misty. "This is one of my bodyguards, Misty Waterflower."

"Greetings." Misty said, trying to keep his formal tone.

"And what might your names be?" Jack asked.

"That is none of your business, outsider." The man replied matter-of-factly. "Where is Zinnia?"

"Zinnia is not with me at the moment. She has a battle tonight here at the club tonight, as I'm sure you know, and she wants no distractions. After the battle I will inform her that you two are here, and if she wishes to speak with you, she will. But that will be after the battle. Whatever you wish to speak to her about will have to wait."

"What we have to speak to her about..." The elderly woman began. "...Is of the utmost importance."

"Did Jinga fail as a Lorekeeper?" Jack asked. The shocked looks on the faces of the duo gave away all he needed to know. "I assume you wish to have Zinnia replace him."

"It is more than that." The woman replied. "It is existential."

"What, is there a meteor coming to hit the planet?" He joked.

The man scowled silently.

"Jinga has passed away, the only chance for the tribe to carry on will be with Zinnia." The woman stated. "We need to take her back to Hoenn to rebuild the tribe."

"And if she doesn't want to join you?" Jack asked.

The two gave each other serious looks. "She will have to." The man said.

"Is that a threat?" Jack asked.

"No." The woman replied.

"Zinnia spoke to me a little bit about the tribe. She said most of the younger members left a few years back. Why not go to them?" Jack said.

"They are no longer suitable to raise the next generation." The woman said. "Only Zinnia has a chance to be redeemed."

"So she's unworthy still, is it?" Jack asked. "You've driven everyone away with your rigidity. No wonder why your tribe is collapsing with you lot running it."

"How dare you!" The man barked, getting up from his seat.

Misty immediately brought a Poke Ball out, and he noticed a fury in her eyes he'd never seen from her.

"Calm down, Renza." The woman spoke. The man, Renza remained standing, but took a deep breath.

Jack took a deep breath as well, releasing the tension from his own body. "I apologize for offending you. Zinnia still harbors a lot of anger toward the tribe, and that anger I feel on her behalf, came out right there. But my point still stands, modern times are challenging, and the old ways are clearly no longer reaching younger generations. Perhaps it's time to change a little bit as well."

The elder women sighed. "Zinnia is my granddaughter, and I have compromised on things in the past because of that. But she is a Draconid at heart, something you can never understand, and she has a duty to her people."

"You're right, I'll never understand the Draconid aspect of her." Jack replied. "But I know her. You speak of duty, and yet there's no one to adhere to it. The tribe wounded her, and yet it demands ever more from her. You threatened banishment because she told you the Lorekeeper wasn't fit for the title. I don't even know what the Lorekeeper title means, but I've seen the pain in her eyes when she's spoken of it. It meant an incredible amount to her."

Renza sat down, his voice speaking calmly. "You clearly care for her deeply, and for that I thank you. But please, if you care for her, you must let us see her as soon as possible."

"Then when her battle is over tonight, I will tell her that you two are here and wish to speak with her. I will promise nothing more than that. Seeing you will be up to her." Jack said.

Renza grunted, but offered no more protest. Zinnia's grandmother began to speak. "I don't see an option for us to succeed without adhering to your conditions, young man. We will wait for her here, then."

"Okay." Jack replied, and took a look over to the bar. "It will be a number of hours until her battle tonight. Anything you wish to eat or drink will be paid for by me. Is there anything else you'd like to say to me before I leave?"

"One thing." Zinnia's grandmother responded. "I ask that you not mention the nature of why we wish to meet with Zinnia."

"Okay." Jack said. "I promise." He said, heading to the bar of the cocktail lounge. The bartender was a shorter, elegant looking woman with a green shirt and a long red skirt.

"How can I help you two?" The woman asked.

"Few things." Jack said, taking out his card. He pointed to the two Draconid elders. "Whatever those two order is on my tab for the rest of the night." He instructed. He then turned to Misty. "Want something?"

"Sure it's cool?" Misty asked, noting she was body-guarding for him.

"We're in a secure environment." Jack said.

Misty smiled. "I'll have a shot of tequila and an Alolan Blue."

"Make that two." Jack said.

"Alright, I'll have that right up." The bartender said softly.

"And before you go... What's your name?" Jack asked.

"Erika." She responded softly.

After taking their shots, Jack and Misty grabbed their drinks. Jack then put a hundred dollar bill on the bar. "Thanks Erika, we'll be back in a little while."

"Okay." Erika said.

Jack and Misty hunted around the huge complex for a bartender they knew, and when Jack saw Flannery alone behind a bar, he grinned and made his way over to her. "There's my second favorite bartender!" Jack called out to the beautiful, fiery red-haired woman.

"Second? Who's first?" Flannery demanded.

"Shelly." Jack said. "She was my first bartender here after all."

"So I'm going to have to make up for spilling that shot glass, am I right?" Flannery asked.

Jack smiled, now remembering how Lillie making physical contact with Flannery while she was holding a tray which made her drop the tray and its contents. "That- that was nothing. Also this is just the second time I met you, too, think of that? Still got lots of time to be number one in my book."

Flannery wiggled her eyebrows. "I can think of a few ways to move up the list. But first you two need to stop babysitting your damn drinks."

Jack looked at Misty, who smiled wickedly. The two of them lifted their mostly full mixed drinks and chugged down the glass.

"Excellent work." Flannery said. "So, shots for us?"

"Maybe I should pace myself?" Jack said. "Maybe settle down with a beer?"

Flannery cackled. "Nevermind, I don't want to be your favorite bartender. Pussies don't like me after all."

Jack grimaced and pulled out another one of his credit cards. "Fine then, round of shots."

Flannery whipped out three shot glasses and Jack put a hand up. "What, trying to give me two shots?"

Flannery giggled. "One for me, dummy. Been boring as hell all shift."

The three took more shots, this time it was a round of cinnamon whiskey called "Flareon's Fireball." Flannery took smiled devilishly as she finished hers.

"Never been able to buy drinks for a bartender before." Jack said.

Flannery shrugged. "Obviously I'm not supposed to drink on the job, but no one else is around and I have my break coming up soon. You two just here passing time until the battles tonight?"

"Yeah." Misty replied. "I know last time we were here early like this we ended up spending a good half hour in a bathroom on the top floor. Might have to make a return trip and clean out the pipes again, eh Jack?"

Jack looked at her a little suspiciously, a little confused. "Uh... what?"

Flannery smirked and took a deep inhale through her nose. "I definitely could have my pipes cleaned out."

Jack realized what they meant and he laughed, trying to hide how dumb he felt not picking up on the nomenclature. Misty wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and he smiled. "I'm so lucky I got you around, Misty."

"Yes you are." She said. "And seeing how May's just so crazy horny for you... It's kinda got me feeling more amorous than usual."

"You don't say..." Jack replied with an ear-to-ear grin on his face.

Not much later, Jack was leading Misty to the third floor handicap bathroom. Upon entry, Jack locked the door and begin stripping down. Misty took her skimpy tank top off, and quickly un-clasped her bra.

"Serena wasn't going to be able to see you today..." Misty said pushing her shorts off. "She asked me to fulfill her contractual obligation for her."

"Really? I thought she was more of the 'make up BJ' kind of girl." Jack replied with an expanding grin and manhood.

"Oh she'll still make up for it." Misty got on her knees wearing nothing but a thong and her sandals. "But she doesn't want me to feel left out." Misty gave his ballsack and lick, then moved onto his shaft. The feeling of her tongue was amazing as it always was, warm, soft, and the wetness all at once. She took him in her mouth, massaging his meat with her tongue, bobbing her head expertly.

After a couple minutes, Misty released his manhood from her mouth. "Jack, I think you've gotten bigger since I sucked you off last."

"When was that?"

"A few days..." Misty said, taking him back in her mouth.

"Bet I'll cum even more this time." He said with an evil grin. A bit of panic came into Misty's eyes, but she continued to work on him. Her technique was incredible as always, but seeing her bobbing on him, up and down so rhythmically gave him an idea. Misty's side facing pony tail swung mildly as she continued sucking him off, so he grabbed it and began forcing her deeper onto his shaft.

Misty grunted initially as he made her engulf her entirely. he then guided her once more, this time faster, back to the tip of his shaft. This continued for a number of minutes, with Misty's erotic moans of helplessness being music to his ears. As he swung his hips more with every guided bob on his cock, he felt an eruption brewing from his loins.

"Get ready, Misty..." He grunted.

Misty groaned in protest, but he continued nonetheless. Moments later, his cum began spewing out of his shaft and down Misty's throat. The erotic groans continued, her eyes wide with surprise as the ropes of cum kept cumming. His cum even began to spill out of her mouth.

When he finally stopped cumming, he withdrew himself from Misty's mouth, and she moaned with pleasure. "Fuck-" she stopped because she had to cough. "That was... so hot..."

"In what way?" Jack said, a smirk forming across his face.

"How you just... used me..." Misty said. "Fuck I'm so wet right now."

Jack reached a hand out to help Misty up so he could service her pussy, but a barrage of rhythmic knocks on the bathroom door interrupted them both.

Misty had a slight look of disappointment as they realized it was Flannery coming in for a round with Jack.

"I can make her wait..." Jack said.

Misty shook her head. "She's only got so long on a break, and now that you've cum you'll last way longer..." Misty explained. "You are going to make it up to me later."

"Of course. When don't I?" Jack said, unlocking the door and cracking it open to make sure it was Flannery.

"Finally..." Flannery said with frustration as Jack opened the door for the beautiful bartender. "Only got thirty minutes so can't fool around too much..." Flannery said.

Misty smiled. "He'll last even longer than he usually does." She said, some of his cum dripping out of her mouth.

"Part of me wants to thank you and the other part is making me kind of afraid..." Flannery said. "I've heard a couple stories about his... talents." Flannery said, looking down at his once again hard member. "That bulge in your pants wasn't for show..."

Jack folded his arms. "And you're still clothed..."

Flannery yelped and immediately began to undress. Her breasts were a decent size, maybe BB's or C's on a good day. Once completely naked, she inched closer to him and he embraced her, beginning to make out with Flannery. One hand went for her breast, the other around her back.

He began massaging her increasingly erect nipple, and she paused for a moment, taking a deep inhale through her nose. "It's not fair how horny you're making me..."

"I could say the same about you." Jack said.

Flannery giggled. "I haven't been this wet in months... Maybe years."

"He does that." Misty chimed in, getting off her perch on the sink and coming closer to Flannery.

Misty then put her hands around Flannery's hips. "Mind if I join in?"

Flannery nodded, causing her big, scarlet hair to kind of get in Misty's face. Jack and Flannery got back to making out while he massaged Flannery's nipple while Misty went to work on Flannery down below. Misty's hands caused the sound of wet friction, playing Flannery's pussy like an instrument. A couple moan-filled minutes later, Flannery started fidgeting restlessly. "Please Jack... Misty..." Flannery begged.

Misty's hands withdrew. "You want to find out how a billionaire's cock feels?"

Flannery moaned. "Yes..."

Jack then led Flannery to the sink, placing her sexy, naked body on the edge. He could tell she was already gushing with arousal. Misty's hands darted to Flannery's breasts as he angled himself into her sopping wet pussy.

"Oooh fuck..." Flannery groaned as he put as much of himself inside her as he could.

"So tight..." Jack said.

"This is..." Flannery began to speak but lost the words as he did his first thrust.

"The biggest you've ever had?" Misty asked naughtily.

"By far..." Flannery moaned. He noticed Misty pinch one of Flannery's nipples, giving her a yelp of pain that turned into an amorous moan very quickly.

He took it slowly, she was incredibly tight after all, and he didn't want to hurt her unnecessarily. Whenever Misty pinched Flannery's nipple, Flannery's nails dug into his back to the point it did kind of hurt. That didn't stop him from continuing to thrust into Flannery.

"Fuuuuck..." Flannery moaned, throwing her head back. "I... needed this..."

"Yeah..." Misty said. "After being so good, and serving us..."

Flannery smiled. "I do love... to serve..."

"Oh you love to serve?" Misty said, eyeing Jack and winking at him. "Well how about the man you're serving right now?"

"Oh fuuuuck..." Flannery purred with delight.

"What do you say to the man you're serving now?" Misty said.

"Th-thank you, sir..." Flannery moaned.

Misty smiled delightfully. "So you're his servant, right?"

Flannery put her teeth together as if under duress. "Yeeeees..."

Jack released one of his hands from anchoring her on the counter, then smacked the side of her thigh. "You like that, servant?" He grunted.

"Yeeees siiiir..." Flannery squealed.

"And what do you say to your boss when he does something good for you?" Misty demanded.

"Thank you sir!" Flannery bellowed. "Oh fuck- THANK YOU SIR!"

Misty pinched Flannery's nipple once more. "That's what a good servant does to thank her master."

Flannery moans became a frenzy moans as she wriggled in Jack's grip, words were quickly becoming beyond her ability as he sped up his pace, forcing his manhood even deeper inside her.

"Oh Flannery..." Jack grunted. "You're such a good servant..."

Flannery's speech appeared strained as her face contorted with pleasure. "Th-thank you, MASTER!" She sang as he forced himself even deeper.

"Oh fuck... master... I'm about to..." Flannery said, desperation in her voice.

"My servant's about to cum?" Jack barked.

Flannery nodded helplessly. "Yeeeeessss..."

Jack smiled cruelly. "I didn't say you could cum..."

Flannery gasped. "Please, master I..." Flannery's voice flailed. "...don't think I can stop..."

"Your master told you to not to." Misty commanded, yet her hands squeezed Flannery's breasts even more tightly.

"Master please..." Flannery closed her eyes, shaking her head wildly. "I c-can't..." She took a deep, panicked breath and began to shriek. "...STOOOOOOP!"

Flannery's screeching orgasm completely overwhelmed the room. Her body looked like it was convulsing as her juices flooded his member. By the time Flannery, finally calmed down, Jack noticed Flannery had accidentally gotten the sink going.

"Holy fuck..." Flannery said in disbelief, her mouth still wide open. "That was amazing..."

Jack smiled happily. "That it was."

Flannery tried to catch her breath. "Gonna be hard to go back to work after... getting fucked like that."

Jack then smiled cruelly, staying in character. "Who said I was done with my little servant? You disobeyed me."

A tinge of fear in her eye turned into lip-biting arousal. "Oh master I..." Flannery began.

"A disobedient servant?" Misty said, playing along, turning to Jack. "You know what we do to disobedient servants."

"Punish them." Jack said cruelly.

A mischievous smile came across Flannery's face as she turned her body around, showing her ass. "Oh master, please don't be gentle..."