Time Loops, Wheel of Time Part 2

"If you hurt her, I'm going to find a way to kill you," Rand told the stranger, rather unhappy with the fact that he wanted to spank Egwene's ass and trying to ignore the fact that Aviendha and Elayne wanted to have sex with her, mostly because the lack of clothes made it quite apparent that he was interested in having sex with his ex and his wives at the same time.

"Relax, I'm not a sadist and she doesn't like pain, nothing says I have to spank her ass hard to get the magic to work, I just have to do it," Mist assured him, wanting to make sure the insanely powerful magic user didn't hold a grudge since he'd have to step into the world at some point to finish the job he'd signed up for and he didn't want to give the Dragon a good reason to kill him.

"It's fine," Egwene told Rand as she sprawled out on the bed, trying to ignore the fact that her ears were red since her friends were in the room and would be watching her have her ass spanked. "Just get it over with so you can stick Faile and Moria in a bottle."

Moria gave Mist a grin, rather enjoying the show and wanting more time with Egwene. "I'm not in a hurry."

"I'll get to stay and watch them have sex, right?" Faile asked, wanting to make sure she got to watch her husband have sex.

"Of course," Mist agreed. "It's not cheating if you're there."

"This is crazy," Perrin grumbled, keeping his attention on the bottles and Faile rather than the group of naked women in the room that weren't his wife.

"You're ta'veren, sending you back any way other than sex and into your own body might cause issues with the pattern," Mist warned Perrin as he lightly swatted Egwene's bare ass four times, wanting to make sure she had fun with the whole thing or at least as much fun as she was going to given the restrictions he was dealing with from the job he'd accepted. "And five," he said as he gave her another light swat on her behind. "Does anyone have a suggestion for dealing with Perrin and Egwene having sex without it being weird?"

"On all fours like a-" Mat stopped talking when Moria stuck her hand over his mouth.

"Don't make this harder than it needs to be," Moria told her 'uncle' Mat, trying not to laugh at the fact that Perrin looked beyond uncomfortable about the entire mess.

"Have Egwene use Faile's hands to run them over Perrin," Min suggested, more amused by the entire situation than she probably should be but willing to put up with a decent amount of embarrassment if it meant that they had a second chance to kill the Dark One.

"That could work," Aviendha mused, rather amused by the situation, if only because her part of things was easy, she just had to play with her friend's breasts and watch Rand make a fool out of himself, something that was always amusing.

'This is only amusing because of Perrin's embarrassment,' Mist mused as Faile took charge and got things started by moving Egwene over to Perrin and placing her hands on his chest. Despite the fact that things got slightly better as Egwene and Faile sort of fell into a rhythm, he was rather happy when his magic registered the link after a couple of minutes of Egwene using Faile's hands to run them over the muscular blacksmith. He snapped his fingers and sent Perrin back to Winternight to merge with his younger self.

"Thank the light," Mat muttered, glad that his friend was happily married because he wasn't suited to having fun.

Faile shook her head. "He's usually a lot more intense."

"Sorry," Egwene offered, not sure what else to say.

"It's not your fault," Faile assured her, knowing that her husband only had eyes for her, something that had taken her a long time to realize.

"On that note, best of luck figuring out how to deal with your younger self," Mist said as he picked up one of the bottles and took the stopper out.

"I'll come up with something," Faile replied with a grin, curious if she could talk Perrin into having sex with both of them, since the other Faile would also be her.

Mist used his magic and bound Faile to the bottle, causing her to turn into a purple mist and flow into the bottle like a genie. He put the stopper in it then sent the filled bottle to Egwene's desk in her room on Winternight. "Do you want me to send Mat back to Winternight or do you want his help having sex with your collection of friends and townsfolk?"

"I'm probably going to need it," Egwene admitted.

"Is there another way to do this?" Rand asked the stranger.

Mist shook his head. "Sorry, I'd do something else if I could, watching her and Perrin was just weird and I'm trying to figure out a decent way to bring her family back that won't mentally scar them for life."

"Grab blindfolds and a lot of alcohol!" Moria suggested enthusiastically.

"Moria!" Elayne complained.

"What? I've heard plenty of stories of you getting blind drunk, so don't act like you have the moral high ground Mom," Moria replied with a smirk.

Min laughed. "She has a point."

"A blindfold would probably help," Egwene agreed, trying not to think about that part of things and failing. "Couldn't I just send them back as they are?"

"They'd only have half the strength in the power that they could have and they'd probably resent you," Mist pointed out. "I suggest worrying about it after you've had sex with your friends, you'll probably be worn out and less prone to worrying about it at that point."

Egwene sighed as she realized that he had a point. "How do you want to do this?"

"Kiss me," Aviendha ordered with a grin as she walked over to her friend, happy to have her back.

Mat smiled as Egwene kissed Aviendha and pulled her into an embrace. 'Much better than watching her and Perrin fumble around each other.'

"Use your tongue," Moria teased as she watched her other mother and Egwene kiss, enjoying the show more than she should. "Is it weird that I want to see Nynaeve's reaction to this?" she asked Mat.

Mat laughed, fairly sure he'd get blamed for the entire mess despite it not being his fault.

Mist enjoyed the show as Egwene and Aviendha moved to the bed and Elayne, Min and Rand joined them. 'At least they're less awkward than with Egwene and Perrin.'

"Do you have any ter'angreal or anything interesting that you're willing to trade?" Moria asked Mist as they watched the show, figuring she could always use new ter'angreal to study.

Mist glanced at the naked redhead then turned his attention back to the show, not wanting to miss it. "That depends, what are you offering?"

"I'll let you fuck me while we watch my parents fuck Egwene," Moria offered in a whisper.

"That sounds like a good way to get your father to kill me," Mist replied in a whisper, not taking his eyes off Min and Elayne who were busy licking Egwene's nipples while Rand fucked Egwene.

"He's not wrong," Mat offered as he watched the show. 'At least one of us got to live the dream and retire.'

"I'm worth it," Moria teased, reasonably sure her father wouldn't kill him.

"Fuck it," Mist muttered as he reached into his inventory and pulled out a foot tall model of a tower carved out of amethyst, figuring it was probably worth the risk as he had a copy of Mat's necklace and this version of Rand wasn't particularly homicidal.

"What does it do?" Moria asked as she examined the amethyst figurine of a tower, wishing she had her magic so she could delve it.

"It's a magical school and a method to create channelers," Mist replied.

"Seriously?" Egwene asked, having been paying attention to what Mist was doing despite the distraction.

"If you're a magic user and you say the command word while touching the model, you're pulled into a pocket dimension where you can attend magic classes. Time moves faster inside and you can't actually channel or use more magic than you can handle while in the tower so it's a safe and quick way to train people," Mist explained.

"How much faster?" Rand asked.

"Each day on the inside is only a minute on the outside so you could spend a few years inside and only lose a day or two in the outside world. In addition to the free education, everyone has the chance to earn prizes for how well they do with training so you can earn things like pets, ter'angreal and angreal or even talents if you do exceptionally well with your studies."

Elayne pulled her attention away from Egwene's breast that she'd been sucking on and focused on Mist. "And you're just giving it away?"

"I can't channel and the quality of the teaching staff when it comes to other types of magic isn't particularly great, so it's a lot more useful to her than it is to me," Mist explained, not seeing a point in mentioning that he'd already scanned the model so he could duplicate it.

"And you're giving it to Moria?" Elayne asked, wondering why he was giving it to her daughter since she hadn't been paying attention to their conversation.

"It's more of a trade but yeah, basically," Mist agreed as he teleported the model to the table in Egwene's room on Winternight. "You can collect it from Egwene when you get to Emond's Field."

"Sounds good," Moria agreed, looking forward to seeing what type of prizes she could win and what else she could learn.

"Do you want me to send you back to Winternight or do you want to watch Egwene explain everything to Moiraine, Lan and Nynaeve?" Mist asked Rand.

"I'd rather fight a dark god than explain this entire mess to Nynaeve," Rand admitted.

Mist snapped his fingers and sent Rand back to Winternight, causing his soul to merge with his younger self. "You should probably get back to tongue fucking Egwene so I can send you on your way. You can study it later," he told Elayne.

"Fine," Elayne grumbled, turning her attention back to her friend when her daughter started grinding against the stranger in a way that she didn't want to see.

"Play with me," Moria ordered as she moved one of Mist's hands to her breasts and the other to her crotch.

"With pleasure," Mist replied as he went to work, figuring he might as well have some fun while he watched the show.

'At least the girls won't be Aes Sedai the second time around,' Mat thought, already thinking about ways to take advantage of the school.

0o0o0

Egwene relaxed when Aviendha, Min and Elayne vanished, not sure how to feel about the fact that she'd just had sex with her friends from a future that she hadn't survived to see or that Mat had seen everything. "If you tell anyone, I'll make you regret it."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Mat replied with the hint of a smile. "Though, you can't blame me if I think about you in my dreams."

"At least you handled things better than Perrin," Egwene replied, finding the situation more amusing than she probably should. 'I might have to join him in his dreams.'

"I was half expecting him to close his eyes and pretend that you weren't there," Mat admitted.

"How long do you think it will take Mom to make her way to Emond's Field when we get back?" Moria asked, not looking forward to the lecture about appropriate behavior when her mother caught up with her.

"Anywhere from minutes to a couple of hours," Egwene mused. "It depends on Elaida and how soon she can steak away."

"Do you honestly expect Mom to leave her alive?" Moria asked.

"No," Egwene admitted as she sat up. "Who are you summoning next?"

"That depends, do you want to get fucked or do you want to get spanked?" Mist asked with a grin.

"I need a couple of minutes to catch my breath, go ahead and spank me," Egwene said as she rolled over. "Who are you going to summon?"

"I was thinking about Joiya al'Thor and Elnore and Maric Mandragoran to start with," Mist admitted.

Egwene twisted around and stared at Mist, wishing she could channel. "How do you know about my daughter from the arches?"

"From your tests," Mist admitted. "My world had a dreamer that wrote stories about your world, that's one of the reasons I got the job to set the time loop up."

"Were they real?" Egwene asked after a couple of seconds, knowing that she'd regret it if she didn't ask.

"Real enough, the arches basically tap into other worlds and the dream world," Mist explained. "I can steal them if you want or you can leave them in your memories of a life that never happened."

"Grab them," Egwene told him as she flopped back down on the bed, wanting to 'fix' one of her regrets.

Mist sat down on the bed and started lightly spanking Egwene's ass, making sure to count each swat. 'This would be a lot more fun if I was spanking Elayne, she was annoying enough to deserve it. Most of Egwene's insanity started after the forsaken was screwing with her head.'

"Can you steal anyone?" Mat asked.

"There are a couple of limits, I can't grab anyone with a direct link to the Dark One, I need permission or at least acceptance to move them through time and space and once I step into your world, I'll lose the ability," Mist admitted as he finished another ten spankings, bringing the total up to twenty five.

"Why would you lose it?" Mat asked.

"It's effectively borrowed power," Mist replied as he stood up and walked over to the table with the bottles. "It's one of the reasons I haven't grabbed Elaida and tossed her off a cliff, it wouldn't work."

Moria scowled as she thought about the woman that had ordered her father beaten and tossed in a box. "For the best, Mom is looking forward to killing her."

"I can't say I blame her," Mist admitted as he gestured and grabbed Joiya al'Thor from a world where she survived until an army of trollocs showed up and wiped the village out, stealing her a couple of seconds before a trolloc would have stabbed her through the back.

"Ashes!" Joiya sputtered when she found herself in a strange location rather than in the forest running from monsters. "Where am I and why are most of you naked?" she asked as she looked down at her wool dress to make sure she hadn't lost it.

"Somewhere safe and because they're weird," Mist told the tall fourteen year old as he picked up one of the bottles. "You were about two seconds from getting stabbed by a trolloc so I rescued you and pulled you to a different world so you could grow up and learn to fight."

"With swords?" Joiya asked, thinking about her grandfather's sword and trying not to think about the trollocs.

"And magic," Mist replied with a grin as he pulled the stopper out of the bottle.

"Mom?!" she blurted when she recognized her mother sprawled on the bed.

"Not exactly…" Egwene trailed off as Mist snapped his fingers, causing her alternate's daughter to turn into purple mist and flow into the bottle he was holding. "Why didn't you let me explain?"

Mist put the stopper back in the bottle. "Because I'm going to be summoning a bunch of people and sticking them in bottles, how many times do you want to explain things?" he asked as he teleported Joiya's bottle to Egwene's desk on Winternight.

"As few as possible," Egwene admitted, not sure how to feel about seeing 'her' daughter again.

"How come she had clothes?" Mat asked.

"Because she's fourteen and she's already had a horrible last couple of hours," Mist explained as he gestured and summoned Cat al'Meara a second before she would have died to a white cloak arrow after barely managing to escape the trolloc army.

Cat twitched and looked around, trying to figure out she'd gone from being on the road with a bunch of insane whitecloaks to being in a stone room with a couple of naked people. "What's going on?! Where am I…" she trailed off as she recognized her father, sure he was a bit older and he was missing an eye but it was certainly her father. "Dad?!"

"Dad?" Mat asked, suddenly glad that the girl had her clothes unlike most of the people that Mist had summoned if she was his daughter or the daughter of another version of him.

"Meet Catti 'Cat' al'Meara, your daughter," Mist told him, rather amused at the look of shock on Mat's face.

"Al'Meara? As in Nynaeve?" Mat asked warily, trying to wrap his brain around the idea of the two of them ending up together.

"Mom's dead, the fades killed her," Cat replied. "How did you escape?"

"He didn't, he's a different version of your father," Mist told her.

"Shit!" Cat cursed. "Did anyone survive?"

"Sorry, there were too many trollocs but I'll be rescuing as many people as I can," Mist assured her, feeling bad that he couldn't rescue anyone that didn't have magic or wasn't affected by it.

"How?" Cat asked warily.

"Magic," Mist replied with a somewhat forced grin as he snapped his fingers and summoned the version of Bodewhin from Cat's world along with Cat's thirteen year old cousins from right after the trollocs burst into their house and before they'd gotten ripped apart.

Cat lunged and pulled her aunt into a hug, happy that she wasn't dead.

"What's going on?" Bodewhin asked, not sure how they'd gotten wherever they were or why her brother wasn't wearing clothes.

"Long story, I'm basically stealing magic users from your world before they die," Mist replied as he took the stoppers out of four of the bottles.

"Magic?" Bodewhin asked.

"Basically," Mist replied as he turned the girls he'd recently summoned into mist and sent the mist into the bottles. He put the stoppers in the bottles then teleported them to Egwene's desk on Winternight. "You're probably going to run out of room on your desk."

"Just stick them on the floor," Egwene told him. "I thought you were going to summon Nynaeve's other children with Lan?"

"Sorry, I got distracted, I'm still getting used to using the summoning ability," Mist admitted.

"Are you going to save the rest of them?" Egwene asked.

"Twenty five swats, five people, this could take awhile," Mist admitted.

"Do you want help?" Mat teased.

Egwene laughed as she lay back down to make it easier for Mist to spank her ass. "Don't even think about it."

"Do you have any other ter'angreal you'd trade if I spread my legs so she can tongue fuck me while you're spanking her?" Moria asked, having fun teasing the girl she'd grown up hearing stories about.

"How did you end up this perverted?" Egwene asked Moria.

"Some of the maids didn't mind stripping for us and things just sort of spiralled," Moria replied with a grin, thinking about the fun times she'd had with the maids and her brother growing up in the palace.

Mist pulled a buttplug out of his inventory with a purple crystal on the end of it. "I've got an enchanted glow in the dark buttplug that eats shit and always stays clean that should horrify your mother. It also lets you fly through the air and has a magical field that keeps people from worrying about how you're dressed."

Egwene stared at Mist in surprise. "It lets you fly?"

"Faster than an ogier can run or you can gallop with a horse, it also makes it so you don't have to worry about sunburn," Mist replied smugly.

"I'll take it," Moria replied cheerfully.

"Do you have anything for me?" Egwene asked, curious what he'd trade to go along with things.

"I've got a bracelet that creates magical armor like the bracelet from Nynaeve's set of ter'angreal that also lets you fly. It also has the same sort of someone else's problem field on it along with the protection from sunburn."

"You just happened to have two ter'angreal with similar effects?" Egwene asked.

"I can make magic items and the sunburn protection and the 'someone else's problem field' are cheap and rather popular enchantments," Mist explained.

"Get on the bed and spread your legs," Egwene 'ordered', knowing Moria wouldn't object. 'Elayne is going to kill me.'

"Yes Mother," Moria teased as she hopped on the bed and spread her legs so that Egwene could lick her out.

"You need mental help," Egwene told her as she shifted around so that she was kneeling on the bed so that she could lick Moria's pussy while she got spanked.

"I'm aware," Moria replied with a grin as she reached up and started playing with her nipples as Egwene got to work.

'I'm going to have to thank the quest girl for pointing this one out,' Mist thought as he walked over and started lightly spanking Egwene's behind, only increasing the speed and force when she told him to after about twenty seconds. 'I'm going to burn in hell. Fuck it, that's why the company hands out agelessness packages.'