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I raised a single eyebrow, it was a look I had been practicing. I decided to ignore his comment.
“Don’t even think about trying to escape. While you wear that collar I can find you anywhere on this planet or in this dimension. Also you are trapped on a planet of monsters, you have nowhere to go, no allies to turn to. If you try to run you will either be brought back or the monster that discovers you will eat you. We have a lot of hungry citizens out there.”
A sneer appeared on my face as I thought about the human trying to escape and being eaten in the process.
“Great. Trapped in a world of hungry monsters. Why not the world of cotton candy and fluffy bunnies? Nnnnnooooo, it had to be a world of monsters. I would so fire my travel agent if I had one,” mumbled Tarous to himself, but it was easy for me to hear with my hearing.
“Also, you need to stay in the general area that I’m in. If you get too far away, like if you leave the city and you still wear the collar around your neck, it will detonate and blow off your head.”
I was rather enjoying this conversation. Perhaps a little too much.
My grin grew bigger as I motioned an explosion with my hands. “Kaboom.”
Soon a maid came in with a set of rather fancy white clothing. The shirt was white with ruffled sleeves.
Chapter 16
Up on a balcony made of white marble I stood watching the other monsters below gracefully dancing, each wearing the fanciest of outfits.
A maid walked the witch, Tarous, up the stairs then bowed to me before turning and leaving. I acknowledged her bow with a nod of my head. I turned and look back at the crowd, once again lost in my thoughts. The witch remained quiet and just stood there. I appreciated the quietness.
I looked down below at a monster with the body of a black spider and the upper torso, arms, and head of a woman who wore a rather beautiful dress made of spun golden thread. She stood out even in the parade of monsters below. She had no doubt made the dress herself, as she was a woman renowned for her dress making abilities. She made the dresses for the elite and rich, thus her current popularity and immense wealth warranted her an invite to tonight’s ball.
I turned as I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. There was no reason for anyone else to be up here.
“My my, you look good enough to eat,” said a creature so ridiculously well-endowed it was a wonder she didn’t tip over.
I turned and looked at her as she stepped off the last marble step onto the balcony. Her eyes were solid red, denoting that she had demonic heritage. Her hair and lips were red as hell fire, her skin pale. She smelled lightly of sulfur and if you were close enough to smell it your life expectancy would be worrisomely short.
Of course, she was talking to me. As a human, I mean witch, Tarous didn’t warrant notice.
I adjusted my black coat. With a red shirt underneath my coat and plenty of gold accoutrements, my entire outfit screamed wealth and privilege, which is probably what had attracted her attention.
As the demoness’ eyes grew brighter red, I felt an actual pressure on my chest that made it hard to breathe. Luckily, Rasks don’t have to breathe. The air became sexually charged and thick.
She licked her lips and leaned forward, her impressive bosom placed even further on display. The dress she wore was white, like her skin, and it made it difficult to tell where she stopped and the dress began. The risk of her popping out of her dress drastically increased by the second.
“I desire a cut of your profits, rich boy.”
“Sorry, I’m not into sharing. The disadvantage of being an only child.”
“I have sisters, we have learned to share.” She walked closer, her assets blocked most of my view. I have to admit her offer was really tempting.
“That will be enough of that,” replied a deep voice as my father stepped out of thin air. He was wearing a solid black suit with a red tie for the party. His presence caused the air to vibrate. I look a lot like him, except is hair is black where mine is brown.
The pressure in the air immediately lifted. This time it was the female creature’s turn to jump and spin around.
“My Lord,” said the demoness who immediately dropped to her knees. She bowed her head, unable to meet Lord Rask’s eyes.
“Forgive me, I was only having a bit of fun with the boy.” She tried to make herself appear as tiny as possible. Her body trembled with fear.
This was the power of Lord Rask! Even monsters trembled in fear!
“You forget yourself, Succubus,” said the Lord Rask putting heavy emphasis on the last word. Succubus were considered low rank demons that used their sex appeal to prey on humans and weak monsters. Succubus were looked down upon by other monsters. The world seemed to pause as Lord Rask decided her fate.
“Leave us.” He decided to show mercy this time.
While kneeling, the creature bowed her head, then stood and continued to bow her head repeatedly as she walked backwards.
“Yes, my lord, as you command. Thank you my lord for showing mercy,” When she made it to the stairs she turned and fled.
Lord Rask looked down at me. “Profits before Succubus.” A small grin appeared on his face, but it was gone as fast as it appeared.
We both completely ignored Tarous. I could tell it was pissing him off. It was glorious. If all witches were this much fun I needed to acquire another trophy witch on my next trip to the human world.
Truthfully, keeping humans as pets was frowned upon. They should be eaten immediately. Luckily with