The Millionaire Chronicles

Here we are. Winding down to the end of this story. It has been an interesting adventure, prepping this story for Literotica. It has been fun and enlightening. I have a few more stories that belong in this world.

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David woke up in his room unwrapping himself from the arms and legs of two female bodies. Too groggy to remember who accompanied him the night before and too tired to open his eyes all the way, he made his way to the bathroom to splash water over his face. The cold water helped him come back to himself. Yesterday and the night before were kind of blurry in his memory.

**Donald, something is here, something we need.**

"Good god almighty, so early in the morning, keep your tone down in my head." He groaned out loud, "What is it?"

**A book, an old book. I sense it's down in the auction hall. I suggest you go and get it. By any means necessary.**

"What the hell is this book?" Donald asked.

"Who are you talking to babe?" a tall blonde asked as she walked into the bathroom. Naked as the day she was born, she stood almost as tall as Donald, probably 5' 11", with a very nice set of 40Cs and a narrow 26 in waist. He also noticed she was shaved, he reached out to her and caressed the lips between her legs, freshly shaven and damp.

"Not right now, I need a shower and have to get to a seminar in 30 minutes, but I can catch you later." she smiled at him and leaned up to kiss him on the nose and giggled as he patted her ass and left the bathroom to her.

He noticed the other woman in the bed was a brunette but could not see her clearly. Not wanting to disturb her he grabbed some clothes and got dressed in the other room. He grabbed the schedule for the day and saw the Auctions started in an hour, plenty of time to get some breakfast and clear his head.

He dressed in blue jeans, black t-shirt with the 2015 pathfinder snake logo and black Nikes. He picked up a black nylon military backpack and slung it over one shoulder and hung his lanyard and badge around his neck. Running his fingers through his hair ruffling it up and glancing in the mirror he smiled, checked his wallet and headed out the door. Taking the elevator to the lobby he pulled out the map of the convention center and found a food place offering breakfast.

Donald spent fifteen minutes eating and watching the early morning folks go by. Lots of people dedicated to cosplay in costume posing for pictures and flirting with passersby. He loved the creativity, even those who obviously didn't have a lot of money had done amazing jobs with their Cosplay. Donald wished he wasn't so vain, he never did cosplay before this year because he could never get the costume right never having the money before and not having the skill to craft one.

He envied these people, their ability to lose themselves in their role and not show their vulnerability that he knew they were feeling. He felt a twinge of guilt that passed quickly as two very hot young female Cosplayers walked by. He didn't recognize the Anime characters they were dressed as, but one was a fox and the other was a rabbit and his were not the only eyes following them. He shook himself back to focus and gathered his things and headed to the ballroom where the auction was being held.

He entered the auction hall, there were very few people at this time, and he handed his backpack over to the security staff and took a number card (27) and sat down. He saw some interesting items go by in the general auction, lots of estate stuff. He almost purchased a 36" statue of Galactus, but waited.

**Here it comes, and it seems someone else here wants it.**

"Who?" he asked.

**I can't see who, they are veiled.** the voice sounded concerned.

Donald considered this and watched as a large leather bound book was placed on the stand at the auction table.

"Here we have Norwegian book on Norse mythology, inscribed with runes bound in leather with gold filigree." The auctioneer stated "Starting bid is $10.00."

A man up front with grey hair and a red flannel shirt holding number 12 raised his card. "$10 to number 12."

Donald raised his card "$12 to 27" the grey haired man looked around and found.

Donald and glowered at him, raising his card. "$14 to 12."

Donald raised his card and five fingers "$19 to 27!"

"I offer $50" said the grey haired man as he raised his card, and then he turned to stare at Donald.

Donald chuckled and stood up. "It's a nice book, it would go well with the theme of my current campaign and would look great in my collection. $50 is a bit steep..." the grey haired man chuckled. "How about we go $500" Donald offered as he raised his card.

The grey haired man looked him, anger smoldering in his eyes. The rest of the room was murmuring among themselves. They had never seen anything like this before.

"$1000" grey hair said. The auctioneers just sat there watching the two of them confused as much as those on the floor.

"Fine, fine $10,000" Donald smirked at the grey haired man daring him to higher.

The grey haired man stood up and left the room, stalking out and glaring at Donald the whole way.

The room cheered and a young woman sitting apart from the others was crying and laughing. A man from the auction stage approached Donald.

"How would you like to pay for this?" the auctioneer asked.

"Let me get my backpack." he replied smiling. "I take it the laughing and crying young lady is the previous owner of the book."

"Yes, she was hoping for $30." The auctioneer chuckled "She is a little surprised."

"I would imagine" Donald laughed, they walked over to the security area and the man returned his backpack to him. Donald reached in and pulled out a bundle of hundreds.

"Here you go. Go ahead and take your time and check them, I will come back later and pick up the book. Here is my number, you can text me when everything checks out. I will be in the Vendor hall." He shook hands with the auctioneer.

Donald exited and wandered through the Vendor Hall, there were so many happy people moving from stall to stall. People dressed as characters from movies, animes, video games and role playing games. Young and old, male and female from all walks of life, yet they all had one thing in common: each other.

Donald had a habit when just walking to put himself into what he called auto-pilot, he let his mind wander while his feet led him around. He thought about the entity in the Necklace and all the things he had done, he knew he should feel bad or at least a little guilty but it was like he had forgotten how that was supposed to feel. All he wanted now was to be in control, to sate his desires. He pulled his focus back and found himself at the celebrity photo area.

He noticed that Melissa Benoist would be there signing autographs, in her Supergirl costume no less. Also Willa Holland in her Speedy costume from Arrow. He would love to add them to his flock, but that might attract too much attention. He would figure something out, at least maybe he could get provocative photos with them to go in his collection room.

He got in line behind 4 other people and spent the time waiting, by touching the minds of the kiosk workers nearby. It seemed a Cosplay booth was set up nearby and those lovely ladies had a large crowd. He could feel the lust in the air and cut through the lustful thoughts surrounding the booth to reach the ladies.

It seemed they enjoyed the honest attention, some of them though were still shy inside but tried to put on a brave face. Others didn't mind the attention from female attendees but had to pretend with the male attendees, all in the name of public relations. He totally understood. Some guys were just creeps. He chuckled to himself, now here he was no longer a closet voyeur, but with the necklace and ring, a creeper with power. Someone he had looked down on in the past. He guessed it was true, power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. He started laughing. The others in line looked at him strangely and he just smiled at them.

What the hell he thought, if you have the power, use it.

**Now that is what I have been waiting for Donald** the necklace got warm around his neck and ring seemed to tighten on his finger.

Someone started walking towards him from around one of the booths and stood next to him. The man stood five foot nine with long black hair pulled back into a pony tail. He wore a chainmail shirt and black hose with knee high black leather boots, a jaunty jester's cap of black and red sat at a crooked angle on his head and his face was painted in a black and red domino mask motif. He work black leather gloves and wide black leather belt with a gold belt buckle that read "the south will rise again" and what might have been subtly design phallic symbols carved on the buckle, but you would have to stare hard to see them. He bowed to Donald and people came up to them with their phones out to take pictures.

"Uhm, hey there." he said.

"Greetings, I have been waiting to meet you." The jester replied.

"What can I do for you?" Donald looked confused.

"Well for a start, allow me to join you. Mayhap these kind folk wouldn't mind allowing you to join us in the photo opportunities" he said with a grin.

For a while Donald and the Jester posed with whoever wanted photos, some of the Cosplay ladies came over and were genuinely excited about the Jester's costume as it was very original.

Soon it was their turn for the Celebrity photo ops. The Jester smiled to the people and waved them away in a friendly fashion. He leaned over to Donald.

"I can only stay for a few hours, but soon, with the book in hand we can bring me here permanently. Then my friend, I can help you more than you ever dreamed possible."

He whispered into Donald's ear. "You won't even have to worry about adding well known celebrities to your flock, like you are now."

He gestured Donald forward and Donald reached into his backpack for a stack of bills and handed it to the person in charge of the photo area. "I would like photos and autographs with both ladies if you please." He told the woman as he handed over five one hundred dollar bills.

She nodded to him and passed on the request. Both women came over and complimented the Jester on his costume and thanked Donald for the donation as the money was going to charity. He dipped into both their minds and planted the idea that they should join him for dinner in the dining area at 6pm with him and his friends.

They took pictures, hugging, both ladies kissing his cheeks at the same time, the four of them in a group hug, all of them laughing and having a good time like long lost friends. There were a few pictures where they were grabbing his butt, or he was grabbing theirs. Other people walking by were taking photos with their phones and gawking. They then had professional photos taken and these they promised to have autographed and sent to him. They kissed him good-bye in a more than friendly manner and said they would see him and his friends at dinner.

Just then he received a text message that his book was ready to be picked up. He wished them a good day and headed back to the auction. He never noticed that the grey haired man had been watching him the whole time, and was now following him. Nor did the Jester. Donald recovered the book and met the young lady selling it. She thanked him for purchasing it and hugged him tightly. He invited her to dinner also. Finding out her name was Sharon and she would be delighted to join him. He took the book and the Jester suggested he go back to his room and read it. Things would become clear in time.

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Donald sat in the suite's living-room, having moved furniture around clearing a space in the center. He followed the instructions he had found in the book, the entity from the necklace he had taken to calling the jester from the form it had taken, had translated the language for him instantaneously as he read it.

Now there was a large circle in the middle of the room with Norse runes, all done in black sharpie on the floor. Donald was stripped to the waist and reciting the words the Jester had given him. For the past hour nothing had happened though to Donald it only seemed like moments.

Soon a figure started to appear in the circle. Donald's eyes were closed and he missed the beginning. The smoke swirled and a figure formed tall and lithe, naked and beautiful, but with no outward sign of gender, wretched wings stretched out behind it, evidence of severe burning and breakage, a sadness marked its visage. Its form soon changed to that of a blonde woman with a golden circlet and flawless emerald as the centerpiece of the circlet. She wore a green gown that was sheer, accentuating her body, her eyes were as blue as the waters of the Caribbean and her red full lips were an invitation to anyone who saw them.

She coughed gently and Donald opened his eyes, she smiled at him innocently, putting a finger next to her mouth she bent slightly at the knees in a demure curtsy.

"Thank you for freeing me, kind sir." She said in a voice so soft that goose bumps ran all over his body and the blood rushed to his cock so quickly that the room spun from the dizziness he felt.

After he recovered he asked "And you are?" with some hesitation and not just a tad trepidation.

"You may call me Circe" she said, pronouncing it Sir-see

"I thought you were male earlier..." he said to her.

"I am whatever I need to be. Gender means nothing to those of us from the other side." She said as she smiled at him.

"The other side?" he asked

"All will be explained later, we have a few things to accomplish right now..."

"For instance?" he said raising an eyebrow.

"First." she said, stepping from the circle and taking his hands in hers. The soft warm skin on his sent mild electricity through his body. His already aroused state of being increasing to undeniable lust. "We take care of something that it has been eons since I have experienced."

She led him to the bedroom, pulling him around so his back was to the bed she playfully pushed him back so he collapsed on the bed. She climbed up and straddled his body and bent slowly down, her seductive charms teasing him as her lips drew closer to his. She smelled of peaches he thought to himself, and honey. Her eyes drank him in and he lost himself in her as her lips and his connected. It was like a power cable touching a pool of water, his body arched as her tongue entered his mouth, and he threw his arms around her not ever wanting to let her go.

She placed a hand at the back of his head and pulled him roughly into the kiss, grinding her body on his crotch, stimulating his erection with her heat.

He groaned into her mouth, their tongues probing each other and she tasted of chocolate. He put his hands on her shoulders pushing her gown slowly down her arms exposing her voluptuous breasts. Her skin was soft against his and warm. He kissed her cheek, moving slowly tracing kisses down her neck.

"Oh yes lover, I WANT you." She whispered to him.

"I want you too." He said as his lips found her nipple and started suckling.

His hands continued pushing the gown down past her hips, he continued kissing down her body as her gown was pushed past her feet. She climbed out of the gown and spread her legs giving him access to her sex, still straddling his body. His hungry kisses moved across her stomach and down her abdomen, he could smell her arousal and started to drool as he slid under her.

She knelt over him and he pushed her thighs apart and tilted his head up as his tongue snaked out and parted her lips. He lapped slowly and teasingly eliciting a moan from her. His hands went to her ass and pulled her into him as his tongue pushed through her lips and probed at her hole. His nose was rubbing her clit as he stimulated her. She ground down on his face, her hands holding his head in place.

"Mmmm yes, just like that... uuhh mortal, it has been so long." She moaned as her hips ground on his face.

His fingers kneading her cheeks as he licked her clit, then starting sucking the nub gently; drawing more moans from her. He moved a hand between her legs, parting her lips and slowly slipping two fingers teasingly into her as he sucked and nibbled on her clit.

"Yes, mmm that's sooo nice. Keep that up and you may yet stay in control. Eat me my pet, suck my clit, make me cum..." she groaned in a husky voice.

Donald sucked on her clit and thrust two fingers slowly in and out of her juicy cunt. The squishing noise was like music to his ears, and her moans and words were the hymns to a celestial song.

"Donald, enough... take me now, consummate our relationship, bind us together! Make us whole..." she growled at him as she grasped his shoulders in a strong grip and moved down his body.

Her hands reached down and pulled his shirt off of his body, revealing his muscled torso. She bent down and licked his chest, alternating between her tongue and kissing it with her lips. Her warm breath sending goose bumps over his body as she kissed lower and lower. He hands dexterously undid his belt and opened his pants, fishing his erect member out and taking it slowly into her hot wet mouth.

It was a delicious feeling as her lips ever so slowly enveloped his manhood deeper and deeper into her until he could feel the back of her throat on the head of his cock. She started to swallow, and her muscles seemed to grab him and pull him deeper into her with every swallow. Her tongue licked his shaft and she started to hum, then bob her slowly on his cock. He was afraid he would not be able to hold out much longer. The sensation was pushing over the edge faster than any of his previous lovers ever had.

She slowly withdrew her head from his cock and he watched as her mouth released him, a small trail of saliva stretching from his cockhead to her lips. There was a smile on her face and a hunger in her eyes.

"Now my dear." she said as she moved up and straddled his cock, her pussy just inches away from the head. "now we become one."

She lowered herself onto him until his head was covered by her lips, then she stopped and looked down at him, a teasing smile on her face. He tried to thrust up at her, but she moved with him as if sensing his thoughts.

"No, no. I am in charge right now." She said

She grinned one more time, and pushed down onto him, taking his whole length deep inside her in one thrust. The heat from her body was intense and almost painful. It engulfed his manhood and spread through his body. He grasped her by the hips and pulled her to him roughly. His fingers dug into her flesh as she plunged up and down on his hard cock. Her muscles clenching his shaft tightly, her fluids coursing over his groin burning where ever it touched. His passion grew stronger, his lust overpowering his sense of self-preservation.

"What are you doing to me?" he grunted at her. "It hurts, but I can't stop... fuck me, but I can't stop... all I want to do is fill you with my seed."

"And you will darling, you will" she cooed at him. Her cunt muscles squeezing and milking him as she rode him faster and more insistently. He felt as if he moved wrong she would break his cock off inside her pussy so he lay there and let her fuck him. She reached down and gripped his nipples between her fingers and twisted them as she squeezed his cock with her pussy.

"Cum for me... fill me now... and the gateway will open and a whole new world will be born of our love." She growled at him. She felt his cock begin to throb even as his face twisted in pain. He had given over completely to his dark desires earlier in the day she had him then, now she would complete the work and bring her brethren over and they would retake their place in the world after thousands of years of banishment. She let go of one of his nipples and reached down between them to cup his balls. They felt full and ready. She massaged them as she manipulated the rest of his body and felt them contract as they prepared to let loose their bounty into her.