The Adventures of Devlin Mythryll Episode 10
#10 of The Adventures of Devlin Mythryll
It had been two weeks since Devlin pitched his book to his publisher. Just like he had hoped, the book was a huge success. Sales had started slow at first but thanks to word of mouth it soon became popular. As expected the gay sex in the book did stir up some controversy but it didn't hinder the sales at all. In fact it could be said that it helped sales. As one could expect, Devlin was excited.
"I can't believe this is actually happening!" Devlin yelled with excitement. "This is a dream come true." He hugged Eros tightly. "And you did wonderful with the book signing. For a moment I forgot that you were once a slave."
"Thank you master," Eros said with little enthusiasm. "But I am still a slave. You are my master."
"No you aren't. You aren't anymore. I freed you. I declared you free."
"It is not that simple master. There are still papers somewhere saying that I am a slave. As long as they exist I am still a slave."
Devlin frowned and let go of her. She killed his moment of happiness.
"Master, I am a little worried about the book."
"Why are you worried about the book?"
"It is all true," she said quietly. "What if one of the slave traders read the book and come here? What if someone figures out that I am the slave in the story?"
"First off, I don't think that any of the slave traders are coming here. Second, even if they did read the book they don't know where I live. Third of all I dou-did you piss on yourself?"
Eros looked at the jeans that she was wearing. There was a large wet spot on the crotch of her jeans. She looked up at Devlin and blushed brightly.
"I...I...I did not pee on myself. I am...leaking."
"Yeah. You are leaking. Your bladder is leaking urine." He blinked. "That isn't urine is it?"
She shakes her head.
"I am sorry master," she said. "My mind went back to a few days ago when you were taking me."
"Well please stop thinking about that and take off the pants so I can wash them."
Eros nods and takes off her jeans. As she did so Devlin could see that she wasn't wearing any underwear. He could also see that her vagina was a light red color and was dripping cum.
"Wow," Devlin said, not knowing what to say. He was definitely surprised and a little turned on. "I'm going to go clean that up. You go into the bathroom and clean yourself up."
Eros nodded and ran off to the bathroom.
"What the hell just happened?" Devlin asked himself as he picked up a paper towel, wet it and wiped some cum off the floor. "I knew she was a sex slave but come on." He gave a sigh. "At least she wasn't dripping acid."
"What are we going to do now?" Talloon yelled, slamming a book onto the table. "They now know everything!"
"You are taking this completely out of context," a panda said on the other side of the table. "The book is about a guy who falls for a girl who happens to be an alien slave."
"But it tells about the whole slave trading process!"
"It also doesn't give any names. All the names are made up. For all we know this is pure fantasy."
"It is not fantasy! This tells about everything!"
"No. It does not. There is some truth in it but everything else is fiction."
"The earthlings now know what we do," Talloon said, leaning closer to the panda. "They will call the Galaxy Police and we will all be arrested."
The panda started laughing.
"This is not funny Rygar! We need to do some damage control. We have to find Devlin Mythryll and kill him!"
"You really are up in arms about this," Rygar said. "Calm yourself down and listen up. Earthlings do not believe that aliens exist. They don't know that there are other planets that can sustain life. All communication attempts to earth have failed. Their technology is laughable. I do not think we have anything to worry about."
"I don't care about their technology. I care about not getting arrested. I don't want to wake up one morning to the sound of police breaking down my door!"
"I thought your major concern was getting even with your boss?"
"This is different. This is more urgent."
"Maybe it is one in the same," Rygar said with a smirk. "Have you ever thought for a moment that maybe you can use one to get the other?"
Talloon looked at Rygar oddly.
"How would I be able to do that? They are two different problems."
"But they have one common theme. They are both about slavery. Here is what I am thinking. We should help Devlin make a few more books. Make him push the subject into the spotlight."
"That is what we don't want."
"Exactly. Think about it. If it is bad for us, who else would it be bad for?"
Talloon did not need to answer that question. The answer was obvious.
"So, how exactly do we get him to come to us?" Talloon asked curiously.
"Don't be stupid," Rygar said picking up the book on the table. "You can't make him come to us. He isn't stupid." He opened the book. "We will come to him. I am sure that he would love some company."
"That assumes he is lonely."
"All artists are very lonely. That is why they write. They write because they have time on their hands and they wish to gain some attention."
"He's a writer. Not an artist."
"Writers are artists that write instead of draw or paint or sculpt. Anyone could go up to a painting, sculpture or picture, stare at it for a moment, then leave with a general idea of what the object is about. With writing you need to sit down and take time to read everything to get the idea. You can't just look at it and move on."
"Fascinating," Tallon said with much sarcasm. "Now could we get on with plan before you bore me to death?"
Rygar rolls his eyes.
"You are such a simpleton," he said. "Alright. Here is the plan."
Eros came out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist, her firm breasts exposed to the cool air. She was no longer leaking but her crotch was still light red. She wondered why her crotch was like that. Maybe her master knew.
"Master," Eros said. "Where are you?"
"I'm in the bedroom," Devlin replied.
Eros ran over to the bedroom to find Devlin on the bed with papers and a pen in hand. He seemed to be focused on the papers. Eros smirked and surprised Devlin by pouncing on him. Devlin screamed and threw the pen on the air. The pen landed on the floor.
"Hello master," a very happy and excited Eros said. "How are you doing? What are you up to?"
"You scared the shit out of me!" Devlin yelled. "You could have given me a heart attack!"
"I am sorry master. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
"Yes. There is something that you can do. You can help me by coming up with ideas for the next book."
"The next book?"
"Yes. The book is doing so well that it is only a matter of time before I am asked to do a sequel. I want to get a jump start on writing it but I have no ideas."
"I do not have any ideas either.
Devlin sighed and shook his head.
"Is there anything else I can do master?"
"No dear but thank you for the consideration."
Eros smiled. She knew one thing that she could do that would make him happy. She put her paw down his pants and started to stroke his member slowly.
"Oh." Devlin said softly as he felt her paw slide up and down his shaft. "No really Eros. You don't have to do this. Really, I am fine. I just need some time to think about the book."
"You need to relax master," Eros said as she stroked Devlin's member a little faster. "This will help you relax and this will make me a good slave."
Devlin wanted to tell her to stop but he knew she was right. He needed to relax and this was a great way to get some relaxation. This was one of the many reasons that he loved having her around.
"You want to know something Eros? I think you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I would not be where I am if you weren't here."
Eros blushed brightly and continued to stroke Devlin.
"It is my job to serve you and make you happy," Eros said. "It is a pleasure and an honor to serve you." She then purred. "Master, may I kiss you?"
"Yes you may."
Eros wrapped her arms around her master and kissed him on the lips. Devlin wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. Devlin then broke the kiss and kissed her on the neck, causing Eros to purr loudly.
"Master, you are so won-," She was interrupted by the sound of a ringing telephone. "Shall I get that?"
"I got it," Devlin said as he moved Eros off of him and got up. "You stay here and see if you can come up with anymore ideas."
"Yes master," Eros said quietly.
Devlin got up and went into the kitchen to pick up the telephone.
"Hello," he said.
"Hello. Is this the Mythryll Residence?" A woman voice asked him over the telephone.
"Yes it is," Devlin said with curiosity in his voice. "I am Devlin Mythryll. May I help you with something?"
"Yes you can. I am a journalist from a small magazine called The Reader's Magazine. I was wondering if I could do an interview with you and your co-writer."
"S-sure," he said hesitantly. "Hold on one second. I want to see if I can contact my co-writer to see if she is ok with it." He put down the phone for a few seconds then started cursing under his breath. After a few moments he picked up the phone. "She says that she would be delighted. How does tomorrow at noon sound?"
"It is alright with me. I will be there at noon then. Thank you, Mr. Mythryll. Have a wonderful evening."
Devlin put down the phone and sat down on a nearby chair. With all his planning he had forgotten about one major thing. He never thought of a back story for Eros. He had until tomorrow at noon to think of something or his entire plan would go up in smoke.
"Master," Eros said as she came into the room. "Are you alright?"
"Eros, I just made one of the biggest mistakes anyone can ever make," Devlin replied. "A reporter is coming tomorrow to talk about the book."
"That is a good thing, master. That would mean more publicity."
"Yes but she is going to ask us about how we met and where each of us came from. I can say where I am from but you can't. If you tell her the truth, you will look like you are crazy."
"I think I have an idea about that master. I have an idea what I can tell the reporter. Though I want to know what you think of it."
Devlin didn't say anything. He seemed to be preoccupied with thoughts of all his hard work going to waste.
Eros figured that her master needed some time alone and went back to the bedroom. She was worried that Devlin thought of her as a liability and might get rid of her. She wanted to stay with Devlin and be useful to him. She had to make sure that everything went well tomorrow. Her life with Devlin, and maybe even Devlin's life, would be decided by the interview.