As I went to dress, I noticed, with some concern, that a certain part of my anatomy was larger than I was accustomed to. My balls had been the same size for years, but now they were starting to look a bit bigger. My first thought was either swelling from overuse or maybe fucking cancer. I gave them a quick check, and while they were sensitive, (whose balls aren’t?) they weren’t sore and didn’t have any lumps or anything off. They weren’t that much bigger, they weren’t two fucking golf balls between my legs or anything, but they were bigger.
I guess it made sense. I mean, with the amount of jizz I was putting out, in order to accommodate that, they’d almost have to get bigger. Right? I wondered what this would do to my fucking prostate gland. I knew older dudes sometimes had issues with enlarged prostates and the first sign was issues taking a piss, and I hadn’t had any issues there, so I was hoping everything would work out.
By the time my inspection was done, Benavur and Laliera had already left the room. I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn’t even think to put on my bracers first. So it took me long enough to dress that by the time I got out to the dining area, I only caught the tail end of a conversation.
“… it was amazing! Then she took our master’s manhood into her throat and when he released, his seed went straight into her belly until she could take no more! The final release filled her mouth, then covered her face and breasts… it seemed to truly please him!” Benavur was recounting.
Laliera seemed to not mind as the story of her morning blowjob was told, she just nibbled on some bread, a pleased look on her face.
“Truly? You were able to fit his entire length into your…. Oh, hello master!” Risavis pressed Laliera, cutting off quickly when she noticed me.
“Good morning to you too.” I greeted all the she-elves of my house. Then noticing their awkward silence, I pressed, “What? Are you not allowed to talk about sex in front of me?”
Glances were exchanged.
“Does it not bother you?” Diamiutar asked, confused.
“I mean, I was there when it happened… I was the one doing it, or being done… Why would it bother me?” I answered. “Wait, is the reason you all haven’t really talked about sex except when we were in bed because you thought I couldn’t handle it or something?”
“Not that you couldn’t handle it…” Lymarith corrected, “Perhaps more that you would find such talk… unseemly.”
I groaned. Were elvish men such pansies that they treated talking about sex like most men on Earth treated talking about a woman’s period? Fuck, that was dumb too. If you loved a woman, you should want to know what she was going through and how to help, not treat her like nature was some gross habit they continued to do because they didn’t care if it was gross. Women didn’t choose to have their period, and they didn’t deserve to be treated like lepers because of it. Likewise, I WANTED to have sex with each and every one of these matrons. That they would think me unable or unwilling to talk about sex was bizarre to me.
“Absolutely not. Fuck, I’d be happy to talk to you all about it and answer any questions you have.” I refuted.
“AFTER the Council.” Diamiutar asserted.
“Right. Eat quickly, Master.” Tavorwen declared.
I had to scarf down some food, and then we headed out Diamiutar, Tavowen, Amura, Laliera, and myself. We made our way through the city to the amphitheater of the Council. We were quickly ushered in and unlike last time, were not made to wait. The Floorkeeper led us straight into the center of the Council room.
“Your words have been heard. Are there any others… who would… ” Audriul finished acknowledging a speaker, then trailed off as we walked in. “Sisters, we will suspend these discussions until a later time. Master Thomas, we received word that you had returned and the report Guardian Tavorwen provided had many details, but there were some things we wished to confirm with you.”
“IS IT TRUE-” Oliphinar yelled, rising to her feet.
“SILENCE!” Audriul cut her off. “You are out of line. You have been censored once, and stand on the verge of expulsion from this body. You WILL act in line, or you will be expelled.”
Oliphinar flushed with anger and humiliation.
“What our… indiscrete sister seeks to verify is valid.” Another spoke.
“That matter will be resolved in its proper time.” Audriul snapped. “Your personal opinions do not change the proper order of this meeting.”
Her glare silenced the two objecting elders.
“First, I understand your mission was a success?” Audriul spoke, her attention returning to me.
“It was. The Wild Elves will join us in the fight against Kathra. I was able to help restore the balance of the plains and met the other demand the Wild Elves presented, and they agreed. Their emissaries should be arriving within the next few days.” I explained.
“What was the other demand?” Audriul pressed.
“They asked that I take Laliera here as a matron, and her children will return to the plains,” I replied.
Four Elders, including Oliphinar and the other who had spoken shot to their feet, their words unintelligible as they yelled over each other.
“ENOUGH!” Audriul snapped. Her voice was carried by magic with enough force that I had to catch myself and the screaming elders were knocked back into their seats. “This is an assembly with order and dignity. If you cannot conduct yourself in a manner befitting an Elder of the High Elves, then leave this assembly and do not return.”
Audriul was steaming mad. Her voice had a dangerous edge to it and her eyes allowed no debate as she glared down the offending elders.
“There will be a time, AFTER Master Thomas finishes his report, for REASONABLE discussion. Any further outbreaks and the Floorkeeper WILL remove you. Am I clear?”
Silence confirmed her words were understood.
“Master Thomas, and… he said your name is Laliera?… forgive these unseemly outbreaks. I pray you do not judge all our people by the actions of a few. Master Thomas, please. Was there anything else of note during the course of your time in the plains?” Audriul continued.
“Well, upon the completion of my bonding to Laliera, the goddesses, Noriva and Elglathar, appeared. They blessed our union and bestowed upon me two boons.” I continued.
A murmur ran through the room, but despite clearly wanting to rise and shout again, the four remained seated. The others were harder to read. I knew that there had been some serious issues some of the elders had needed to work through prior to my departure to the plains. I had hoped that I’d at least gotten the majority of them to a place where they could accept what had happened and see the good in it. These were almost immortal, two-thousand-year-old elders. Hopefully, more wisdom came with age than stubbornness and grumpiness.
“You said the emissaries from the plains would arrive shortly,” Audriul noted. “Do you know how many emissaries?”
“There should be three emissaries coming,” I replied.
“Very well. Laliera, welcome to the realm of the High Elves. As a matron of Master Thomas, you are welcome here. Is there anything you wish to add?” Audriul asked.
Laliera was overwhelmed, and intimidated. “No, Great One.”
“Very well. I now open the floor for REASONABLE discussion.” Audriul declared, with an edge to her voice.
Staves and arms were raised, competing for the floor.
Audriul looked around, and weighing her options, she called on Oliphinar.
“MASTER Thomas…” Oliphinar began hatred and vitriol in her voice. “How is it that after we took you in, provided you with THIRTEEN matrons, and have bent to your every whim, you turn around and take this mud-skinned, common whore-”
“Oliphinar, you are out of-” Audriul tried to cut her off, but Oliphinar screamed to finish her statement.
“AS A DIRECT AFFRONT TO OUR DIGNITY!!!” Oliphinar finished and sat without waiting for a response.
“Stand… The fuck… back up.” I snapped.
I was seeing red. All the elders, including Audriul, turned to me in shock.
“You have the gall… to stand there… and slander my matron… then think you can just sit down and nothing will touch you?” I growled.
The detached, logical part of my brain noticed flickering shadows around me. It didn’t make sense. The light in the amphitheater was low and steady. Those looked like the shadows of a flame.
Oliphinar recoiled in her seat, her face draining of all color. She looked to each side as the elders around her threw dignity to the wind and scrambled away from the terrified elder.
“S-s-s-speaker!” Oliphinar called in desperation to Audriul.
“Now you try to hide behind the skirts of another? What? Not DIGNIFIED enough to stand and claim your words and stand for what you said?” I snapped.
“Master Thomas, please, allow me to handle this.” Audriul quietly requested.
“All in favor of stripping Oliphinar ‘Peacewalker’ from the assembly and stripping her of her status as an Elder, please declare so now.” Audriul declared.
Almost every hand was immediately raised, as Oliphinar frantically looked for any sign of support.
“You can’t… He’ll kill me!” Oliphinar gasped.
“Oliphinar, a former elder of the Council, you are hereby expelled from this body. Depart, or you shall be thrown, once more, from Master Thomas’s presence.” Audriul coldly informed her.
Despite her age, she rose and scrambled, leaping from tier to tier of the amphitheater until she crested the top of the formation and fled into an opening. She turned immediately, seemingly fleeing down a hall.
“Floorkeeper, please see that Oliphinar fully departs and does not attempt to return,” Audriul instructed.
The Floorkeeper hurried out one of the side exits to the lower level of the amphitheater.
I began to calm, somewhat, the red haze faded from my vision and my rage made me pant.