Lukas swam back to the lair after a successful labor. He had five phials of sand from different kingdoms, some coming from the surface. He descended into the lair to find Calliope hard at work. \u201cMistress!\u201d he said once Calliope\u2019s tentacles were empty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAh! Lukas! There you are!\u201d replied Calliope. She then saw the phials. \u201cOoh! Five phials of sand!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI even swiped some from Ssylphiel\u2019s private beach when she wasn\u2019t around,\u201d he said. Calliope cackled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cServes the green noodle right!\u201d she said. \u201cJust don\u2019t tell her. She\u2019s a bit\u2026possessive.\u201d She looked at the lighting outside. \u201cIt\u2019s getting dark, Lukas. I\u2019d say it\u2019s bath time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYes, Mistress,\u201d replied Lukas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Lukas and Calliope sighed as the bath relaxed them. Lukas noticed, however, that he didn\u2019t feel any of Calliope\u2019s tentacles on him. He recalled his panic attack last month and sighed, figuring his babbling must have revealed his bondage fear. \u201c\u2026Mistress, your tentacles aren\u2019t ropes or leather or anything like that,\u201d he said. \u201cThey feel like arms giving me a comforting embrace.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026I know, but\u2026\u201d Calliope looked hesitant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMistress, please,\u201d said Lukas. Calliope carefully wrapped a tentacle around him. Lukas sighed happily. \u201cThank you.\u201d Calliope smiled. \u201c\u2026You know, I told the others already and made them swear not to tell you until I did.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHm? About?\u201d asked Calliope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe reason behind my panic attack. Why I want to be a servile femboy for a powerful lady.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026I can somewhat guess that something or someone prevented you from being who you really wanted to be,\u201d said Calliope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou need to know the full scope,\u201d said Lukas. \u201cMy old tribe, it didn\u2019t allow for men like me. We had to be strong, suppress our emotions, do the jobs we were assigned to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSlavery, in other words.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSure as the hells felt like it. I was ordered to work the mines and\u2026well, I just couldn\u2019t build up the strength, no matter how much exercise I put in. It made me cry. Every time I cried, I was blindfolded, whipped, and starved. I\u2026\u201d Lukas started crying now at the memory. Calliope pulled him closer to her and kissed his cheek.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLet them out, Lovely,\u201d she soothed. \u201cEmotions are to be released, not bottled up.\u201d After a good cry, Lukas continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI managed to flee, but my tribe was after me. That was when a sea witch called Melanie gave me sanctuary.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMelanie? An all-blue Cecaelia? Aw, bless her kind soul. She\u2019s an old friend.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cShe was the first one I told my story to and my dream. She said she couldn\u2019t help me fulfill that dream, but she knew someone who could, if I was ready to pay the price.\u201d Calliope grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSo that\u2019s how you found my offer, hm?\u201d she said. \u201cWe\u2019ll have to thank her when you finish all your labors.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Mistress, Melanie said that the head of my old tribe, the one who put up all those rules,\u201d said Lukas, \u201cshe said that that woman is in debt to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIs she?\u201d asked Calliope. \u201cWell, if you\u2019re comfortable with it, tell me her name.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMegan Sea-storm.\u201d Calliope\u2019s face darkened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026Sea-storm?\u201d she repeated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cY-Yes, Mistress. Is Melanie-?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFrighteningly so,\u201d confirmed Calliope. \u201cOur contract was that she\u2019d use her immortality to help people. If not, she\u2019d end up in the Garden of Loss.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c\u2026If you absolutely must collect on that debt, can you do it when I\u2019m doing my labor next month?\u201d asked Lukas. \u201cI\u2019d rather not see her become a polyp.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOf course, Lovely Lukas,\u201d promised Calliope. \u201cCross all my hearts.\u201d She kissed him on the forehead again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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