RE: My Dragon Girlfriend In The Dragonic Apocalypse

--AN) I need a vote on whether or not to add both mother and daughter to the family. Just a simple reply to this with a YES or NO will do. Also, the back story dealing with Ishtar and Tammuz is not entirely true, as I needed to make up a few things to fit the story. If you are interested in Mesopotamia gods, a quick google search on Ishtar and Tammuz will suffice to find out their true backstory. It is quite interesting.--

Blake did not slack at all as he began massaging Ishtar, who had a big grin on her face as he began massaging her feet. Using as much pressure as he could, he was trying to undo the knots in this woman's foot. For a goddess, he found she seemed to be rather stiff.

It was not like this was Blake's first time doing massages, he has so many wives, so it was almost a daily thing for him to give at least one of them a massage. He even found out they had a secret rotation. Of course, he did not tell them that he knew this.

Ishtar felt the tickling going away and then some pain, but as the pain subsided, she found it to be one of the best feelings she had felt in a while besides having an orgasm. She stared at the man, who had a serious expression on his face with a soft smile as she watched him try his best to do the job she had tasked him with. It almost made her not want to get him to do more since he was sincerely doing his job. Of course, the keyword in her thoughts was 'almost'. No matter what, she could not resist the man's ability in bed.

Ishtar only ever had one man in her life, Tammuz, a man from her early days. While she did love him, at one point, he betrayed her. She was pregnant at the time with Nanaya. But due to her death and rebirth, she carried Nanaya from death as a mortal to her rebirth as the goddess of love. Only when she became a goddess did she give birth to Nanaya. This was a term over thousands of years. Since then, she had only fallen for one other man when she had decided to peek at a few up and coming worlds. She had heard of a world called Earth from the other gods of the Astral Domain. It was a world that was slowly developing, so some of the gods were finding some amusement in helping them out a bit.

She searched the world a few times over and saw many races that were strange and dying out while another race was blooming without issue. It was then her eyes fell on a certain city. The only true city of its time. The place was called Uruk. It was a grand city for its time, and at the time she looked in she saw a young hero king named Gilgamesh. He was a man who ruled with an iron fist but also made sure his city was prosperous. She found herself watching over him. Even met him a few times and tried to make a good impression on him as her feelings for this man slowly began to bloom. Then it happened….

She could no longer contain herself and entered his bedchamber one night. When he saw her, he seemed taken aback, but when she offered herself up to him. He had gone and called her a prostitute! She only ever had sex once! She even got pregnant after that one time! She was so mad she cursed him to die and left. Never returning to Earth again. She did not know how that man's life turned out, nor did she care. But somehow…. Her daughter found out about it and now uses it as a way to throw it in her face when she does not get her way.

Ishtar let out a long sigh as she felt her body relaxing more. Blake had already moved up her slender leg to her calves. His technique was even better than her maids. They never seemed willing to use too much force because it could be slightly painful, but now she understood that after the pain, the feeling that remained was quite pleasant.

"You are really good at this." Ishtar finally spoke after almost thirty minutes.

"My wives take turns asking me to give them a massage every night. So this has become routine for me. Although currently, I do not have time. I need to grow in power so I can go home. My current ability to manipulate time and space is not good enough. I need to become more powerful to return home." Blake was only saying this because he was making small talk back. He just wanted to get this all done and over with. And since this woman knew we were not from this world, she probably already knew much more than that as well.

Ishtar thought for a moment before saying: "With your current power, unless you are able to become as strong as one of my guards, you will not be able to return to your home world." Ishtar could easily send him home if she wanted, but she was not going to let him go back so easily.

"I see… But to become that strong, would I not need this astral power?" Blake asked.

"That depends. Astral power is not something you can just gain easily. Most of the people born in the Astral Domain are able to naturally take this power in. In order to gain such power, you will need to first know what Astral power is." Ishtar explained.

"I see… To be able to naturally take it in is a bit of a cheat…." Blake sighed. He did not dare to ask Ishtar how to do it. He was already glad he could get this amount of information. While not good, he at least knew what he had to do to get home. It was a small step forward for him.

"Haha, that may be so, but many people like you have come and gone from this domain who did not have the ability to take it in naturally. But they were still able to." Ishtar replied with a smile, her eyes glued to the fact that Blake's hands were not very close to her secret garden.

"Then that means I still have a chance." Blake felt even more determined. He did not know why Ishtar was willing to impart all this information to him, but he felt lucky. While he felt lucky, that did not mean he liked her all that much.

Ishtar felt Blake's hands touching her inner thigh right next to her special spot and was biting her lower lip. If she really wanted to, she could easily control this man and have him do many, many things, but she did not want him to hate her any more than he already did. She felt lucky he was even willing to speak with her normally.

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