The young man had now satisfied his need to ensure that his rule was absolute. Not a single person dared to speak out against him or anything he did. It was now time for him to continue with his plans. His soldiers were well trained and he had prepared the dozens hundreds of administrators to be put in place of the defeated rulers of the settlements he would conquer in the future. In the following months and years the young man expanded his territory out further than Jason built his. His technology was not as advanced as Jason’s, but it was much greater than anything any of the settlements had seen before and they were easily defeated.

The young man concentrated on building loyalty through shock and awe. He demanded tribute from every settlement, leaving only enough for them to get by. Of course, his administrators were allowed to hold a portion to build luxurious palaces for themselves and temples for the young man. The army swept in, collecting all the goods, and sent ninety percent of it back to the core of the empire. The rest was divided between the soldier that had taken part in taking the city. The administrator was put in place and then priests of the young man’s religion brought aid and the word of their god. After some time the young man would come and all the females would be lined up for him to inspect. At first he’d just pick the most beautiful among them that caught his fancy. Very few children were taken. He was not into children. The thought disgusted him, but he had to take a child bride from time to time to test the people. The longer this went on however, the disgust that he once had went away. He was not bound by the morals of mortals. He was a god and he could do whatever he wished to whoever or whatever he chose and so, his depravity grew with his power.

When he began his rise to power he thought that doing whatever to whomever was the ultimate, but as the years rolled by he experienced the perverse pleasure of having others do his bidding. To make others please him was such a delicious feeling experience that he had to push. He had to experiment and see what he could make others do for him, but always to him. Even then he didn’t know his own mind and that he derived pleasure in yet another way from others. It wasn’t until man challenged him about his wife being taken that he felt a whole new level of pleasure from his power over people. The woman was like any other. She loved her husband and wanted to protect him with what she could do. Knowing that if she didn’t obey it would mean both their deaths she was willing to kowtow to the false god that had come to them. They would survive. She would have a place of influence and honor among the would be god’s people. But this was not enough for her husband. He would not let it be done, no matter what they threatened him with. That is when the young man had a cruel idea. He stopped the procession and beckoned for the woman to come back to him.

“This man, he claims he knows you and that you would never give yourself willingly to another, not even your god. Is this true?” the young man asked of her.

“No, my lord, I am your bride to be and I will do as you command as your dutiful wife, subject, and disciple. I vow to be an instrument of your will, a wife to your sacred divinity, and a mother to your people,” she replied, believing herself wise.

“My people have many mothers, but very guides in the ways of love, if you truly serve me then you will make love to all of my people in this city, and only when you have service every man, young and old, may you come to my side as my sacred lover,” he said with a smile, “Oh, but you may not lay a hand on that man for he certainly has known to much of your love if he believes he should protect you from me. And you must do so here in the square so that all will witness your divinity.”

The woman’s visage could not hide her emotions despite her will to keep a smile on her face, “I will do as you command my lord.”

“Two more things. This man who you have obviously showered too much love on, he may help you by acting in your stead. And if you decide to attempt to flee from this task in any way, my soldiers have orders to have their fun and then end your treasonous lives. I hope you will not disappoint me.”

The young man didn’t know why he did this other than it was another way to cement in the minds of people that going against him would end badly for them. The woman wasn’t particularly attractive and the man wasn’t imposing in the slightest, but he felt contempt for them for having been challenged and he would make them understand that it was not a good idea to refuse him. With his orders given, he left them to their devices. His soldiers would carry out his orders. It would be a treat for them. The couple certainly wouldn’t accomplish the goal he had set for them. The city was large and the population of men was such that it would take several days for her to minimally pleasure each and every male in the city. It could be done, but the young man believed it next to impossible. In a way he was pleased with this outcome. He didn’t like being challenged, but by this time he had many wives and didn’t need any more. It would be one less thing to worry about.

A week passed.No soldier came to tell the young man that the deed had been completed. He grew curious. Reaching the town square he was stunned to find the woman engaged in an orgy, her once husband lying dead off to the side as if discarded like a used tissue. His body had been broken and bloodied. He had suffered the expected mutilation. His anus gaped open allowing one to look into his body and if they did, they’d find that there were miscellaneous sharp objects that were rammed into him. Meanwhile, his jaw was dislocated and teeth removed, but more his gums were worn down to the bone. But that wasn’t the worst of it. His ears were removed and hole drilled into the sides of his head creating cavities to be used, along with his eyes sockets, apparently for the degenerate machinations of the men of this city. Had he survived, it would have been more merciful to end his life that let him continue on in that state. The woman, on the other hand, seemed to be perfectly fine. In fact, she finished what appeared to be the last man that had been there to be pleasured.

The young man watched on with intrigue as the woman stood and pushed her way through the orgy of people that had joined her. She stopped at the bottom of the steps that lead up to the platform where he watched. Wiping the cum from her mouth, she started her way up the stair slowly. As she came closer to the young man the scent of sex washed over him. She had not bathed in days and had been engaged in nothing but sex for the past week. The eyes of the woman were not dead like many of his wives. Instead, they had changed. They were cold and full of determination. She had lived through a crucible that had reshaped her mind, body and soul. When last he saw her she had the body of a woman that was in good shape, but didn’t do much to keep fit, but after a week of non-stop activity and nothing to feed on other than the protein that at first she swallowed reluctantly, her soft body had been reforged, firmed up, and radiated sex. She stepped to his side and kissed him full on the lips, before turning to stand straight up and look over the degenerate seen she had left.

“I have done as you have asked, my love,” she spoke confidently standing nude by her fiance.

Surprised, he wiped his mouth with a grimace. He felt disgust at the taste of the countless men that had taken her mouth, “So you have…” He was revolted by what he had caused to happen, but at the same time he revelled in something new, the power to make people commit atrocities upon others, and with it, he felt an irresistible attraction for the woman that had shown him this power. The woman that had dared to defile him with her husband’s punishment for defying him. It was like he could see himself in her, overcoming a hardship only to become that much more powerful. She wasn’t like the others any more. Maybe she never was, but the impurities that kept her from rising up had all been burned away.

Now that he saw her true form he desired to give her a gift. He ordered his personal guard to round up all the people and divide them up, separating the males from the females. It wasn’t long before all were lined up in front of him. He then ordered the city’s soldiers to hand over all of their weapons to the women and then line up with the other men. The were confused, but then came the next order, “These men have defiled your goddess. It has fallen upon you to levy justice upon these foul men.”

The women of the city looked at each other, unsure of what to do. They didn’t want to be there. They hadn’t done anything wrong in their own minds. Why were they being punished. The woman stepped forward and began to speak, “My loves, this is not a punishment. It is a desire to allow you revenge. These men took greedily which I give freely to all of you. They stole from you my love. We desire that you take our love back from these beasts who are not worthy of it. Will you do that for me, my dear ones?” With that the women slowly raised their weapons and began to shout hateful insults and scathing invectives directed at the men. After that, the women closed the distance to the men and quickly began killing them, blasting holes through their bodies, ripping limbs from torsos, tearing chunks of meat from bodies, or crushing them. Every man and boy was massacred without hesitation. even the soldiers that had once been terrors to the people, loyal to the young man, were swiftly murdered. The frenzy continued till all the males were dead and the females stood in their place, covered in the blood and viscera of their husbands, fathers, brothers, uncles, nephews, and sons.

The young man stood and watched as all the carnage happened. It turned him on. Noticing, the woman reached over to assist him. In the past this may have proven to be a distraction, making him unable to think clearly, but he had become used to being stimulated in public. “You have done well. The love you have shown for your goddess has brought me great pleasure. From this day, I give you a new mission in life. Travel the world and spread the word and love of your goddess to all. And when you become wary, come home, to this consecrated city which shall be rebuilt to a holy city, pledged to the worship of…,” he paused, not knowing her name, but this was soon remedied by the woman whispering his ear with a seductive growl, “Sofia, goddess of love.”