Chapter 27

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“Sir Reginald has asked for all of the guests still in the mansion to join him for lunch,” a servant explains. “After lunch, he’d like it if you could all head to the tourney together. He’d like to show you to be his guest.”

“Ah! I’m cumming!” Hilary says tearfully through the crack in the door. “I mean, I’ll come, I’ll definitely cum!”

“Very good.” The servant responds, merely rolling their eyes as the girl looking through the crack timidly, her head is strangely bobbing in and out while she looks on tearfully, her face flushed and her mouth closed tightly.

The servant finally turns away, only thinking what he already knew, that nobles are a strange lot, and it isn’t his place to ask questions. As the door finally closes, cutting her off from the outside world, the poor girl turns back pitifully while letting out an unrestrained moan.

“Ahhh… nnn…aaaa…. You bad boy… to make me… make me… answer the door, while you do that from behind!”

“Ah, well, if you want me to stop.” you stop rocking your hips for a moment.

“No! No… please… keep doing it! I’m about to cum again!”

“Eh? Didn’t you just cum now?”

“Again! Again! Don’t stop!”

You start your hips again, just to give relief on the poor girl’s flustered face. Soon, sexual pleasure encompasses her face again, a loose smile appearing as she pants like a dog. She’s bent over still in front of the door, holding the doorknob while you plow her from behind. One benefit of such a light and small-chested girl is that she’s limber and able to keep up in this standing position, which might start to hurt the back of a larger breasted woman. She’s probably be offended if you told her that though.

“Ah, Hnn… Ahnnnn… harder… right there… right there… Hilary is a dirty slut. Fuck Hilary’s dirty pussy!”

When she gets really aroused and close to cumming, the girl has a habit of using her name in the third person and talking about herself in derogatory terms. You aren’t sure if this is something that arouses her, or something that her husband makes her do in the bedroom and comes from habit.

Suddenly, the doorknob starts to turn. Hilary had forgotten to re-lock the door when she opened it earlier. In a panic, Hilary who is holding onto the doorknob stops it with both hands.

“Ah! Who-who’s there!” Hilary once again tries to straighten her voice as someone attempts to push their way into the room.

“Hilary? It’s your husband? Are you okay?”

Hilary’s face immediately panics, her eyes widening as she looks back at you desperately. You casually smile, continuing to plow Hilary. You refuse to be interrupted with another one, so she’ll just have to figure it out on her own. Of course, you use a spell that keeps the noise from coming out, so even though your dick is making the thwack thwack into her wet pussy, the sound doesn’t leak from the door. As she looks at you, you pick up the pace, and her eyes roll up in her head for a second as she shutters from yet another orgasm. However, when the doorknob turns a second time and the door tries to open, she recovers quickly.

“W-wait! Don’t come in!” Hilary shouts.

“Hilary? What’s going on? Are you alright? Let me in the door this instant!”

Hilary shoots you a furious glare as you smack her ass, not noticing that the sound isn’t transmitting as she puts her finger to her mouth. Her hand once again weakens on the door as another wave of euphoria shoots through her body, her perverted liquids leaking down her legs. The door starts to open, and as Hilary lunges to close it, you give a particularly hard thrust, causing her to stumble forward and slam the door in her husband’s face before he can see anything.

“Hilary, open the door this instant!” The noble on the other end is getting angry.

“Ah… no… no… I’m cumming…” Hilary moans into her hand.

“What? You’re already at the door, what is going on Hilary?” The man demands.

“H-Husband… I’m sorry… but… but…” Hilary looks like she’s about to cry when an idea hits her. “But… I’m on my period!”

“Eh? You’re… that…”

“Y-yes! It’s a heavy flow day! And I ruined the bedsheets! There is blood and it smells really thick. I don’t want my husband to see such a sight!”

Her excuse is too good, your own dick finally stuttering to a stop as you give a gross look at the image in your head. Hilary shoots you another glare, pointing down at her ass while mouthing the words “You better fuck me right now!”

You let out a soft chuckle, picking up the pace once again.

“Ah, alright honey. I’ll meet you at Reginald’s lunch. Please take care of that shortly…”

“It’s fine, honey, just send a maid… in… um… five minutes, no, make it ten minutes.” She shoots you a flirty look and sticks out her tongue.

“Yes, dear. Oh, and by the way, what do you think of that new gentleman that came in last night, the one who dined with his tournament team.”

“Bigdick-sa- I mean *cough* Tiana’s man?” Hilary shot me back a worried look as I continue to plow her little tight behind. “Did husband bet on them?”

“No! No… a team of women winning the tourney? Ridiculous. They’ll be knocked out of the preliminaries for sure. However, I heard from Reginald they’re amendable to… swinging. Reginald said the woman he had was quite amazing in bed. Would you be interested in perhaps enjoying this noble man’s company?

Hilary gave a wry grin while closing her eyes, her hand tightening on the doorknob for yet another orgasm while your pacing doesn’t slow at all. Her mouth opens as she let’s out a silent orgasm. Immediately, she gets up and gestures to have you take her against the door. You grab her tiny form and lift, raising her up on your cock, and soon her ass is pressed against the door knob, you thrusting into her against the door while her husband stands a foot away on the other side.

“Honey?”

“As to that… doesn’t husband listen at all!” Hilary cries out, the new position quickly bringing her to new sexual heights. “I’m in the middle of my period? Do you think he’d want me bleeding all over him!”

“T-that’s right! Damn!” Hilary’s husband curses with a disappointed voice. “Well, if you recover quickly, let me know. I really want to taste that woman.”

“I bet…” Hilary mutters under her breath before her eyes widened and her mouth opens in surprise as you quicken the pace yet again. “Ah! AHhhhh….”

“Honey, what was that?”

“J-just cramps!” Hilary responds miserably, but in no place to remonstrate you as you hit her in just the right spot. “I’ll join you as soon as I’m done!”

“I love you, sweetie.”

“Ahh…. I love coc-… you too!” Hilary blushes at her near slip.

Finally, the husband leaves and you restore the sound. Locking the door again and tossing the little Hilary onto the bed for more of a pounding.

“Ah, we only have a few more minutes!” She cries out.

“Haha!” You laugh, your eyes darkening. “That’s all the time I need.”

Ten minutes later, a maid knocks on the door. “Your husband requested that I come here to clean up a mess, something about woman’s issues.”

The door is unlatched, and creeps open with a light push, so the maid thinks nothing of stepping inside. When she sees the sight, she gives a gasp. Hilary is lying on the bed naked, and she’s covered nearly head to toe in semen. White stuff leaks out of her cunt, her asshole, and her mouth. The woman herself is awake, but making satisfied moaning sounds, still in the throws of a final climax.

“Oh, my, this truly is a mess!” The maid declares.

To think a husband would so shamelessly mess up his own wife and leave her there for the maid to clean up! That lecherous man saying it is a woman’s issue to clean up all his cum is despicable! The maid helps the noble woman to change the sheets and wash off all the dirty mess, meanwhile thinking something she already knew to be true, nobles are truly a strange lot and it isn’t her place to ask questions.

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Chapter 26

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As to her boobs, they truly are the softest things. Your hands squeeze and kneed and twist them to your own delight, and this slutty girl cums with ease on your ten inch monster dick. Are these girls really so sexually starved? They seem incredibly easy to please! She is cumming by the third stroke and then doesn’t stop. However, she is biting her hand to keep from screaming, her guttural moans coming out muffled between her lips.

You didn’t really care for secrecy, but you suppose she doesn’t want to get caught either by her husband or someone who is like to tattle to her husband. However, it takes a real dimwit to not be able to hear the sound of her pussy gushing every time your hips slammed down, even from the hallway. Like Selena before her, this slut is cumming like a fountain. These human women are very gushy once you start banging them. Well, if you haven’t already tasted Ariel and Aurora, you might start to think this is the norm for all noble human women.

Knock. Knock.

“Ah, shit! That’s my servant’s warning. My husband is returning!” The woman exclaims. “Get off!”

“I’m about to!” You tease.

“Oh, you incorrigible rogue!” The woman grabs your face and squeezes your cheeks tightly while kissing your lips, whimpering as your still thrusting cock hits her in just the right spot. “I can’t be caught again, or my husband threatened to leave me and then I’d have nothing. Unless… you want to take care of me from now on?”

“I’m out, I’m out!” You slip your dick out, pull your pants up, and are standing by the side of the bed before she can react.

The woman quietly laughs, as she pulls up her underwear and pulls down her frilly dress which you had raised up. “You are truly amazing. I’ve already cummed on that big penis of yours a dozen times. To think you can keep going for twenty minutes straight. Selena didn’t tell any lies! If I was twenty years younger and single, I would have run away from home to be with you. If I had a daughter, I’d offer her to you!”

“Fumu… well, even though you came… “ you frown, looking down at your cock still rock hard.

“Ah… this… I am so sorry.” The woman throws herself at you, taking your lips while her hand grabs your crotch, holding it as if she didn’t want to let this big monster that satisfied her so much go. “I will make this up to you, I promise. The tournament will take a while, my body is yours whenever we have time, please use it!”

She is a more mature married woman, having all the eloquence and sultriness of a noble. Her words hold a bit of power in them, and unlike the young virgins you’re used to, there is a certain thirstiness deep within her that is more feral and arousing than any of the girls in your harem. Where Ariel and the other girls want sex all of the time. These noble women need sex. They have been left sexless for so long, that it has become a thirst penetrating their very bones. It surpassed anything shallow like desire, and approached basic necessity.

“I’ll take you up on that. I won’t give up until you drink my cum!” you declare.

Those words seem to excite the woman even more, and soon her hand is stroking your cock through the pants while she gazes up at you lovingly. “My name is Britney, by the way, if you need to send me a message, please use my servant.”

“Alright, Britney, I’ll eat your pussy another day.”

“The door handle started shaking. “Ah! We took too long, my stupid servant didn’t give us enough warning! Why does my husband have to last so shortly!”

“No worries,” You open the window and jump on the windowsill with ease. “I’ll be fine leaving though here.”

“Ah!” Britney gives a surprise, but then leaps up and kisses your lips one more time, even with her husband at the door, she seems reluctant to give up your cock.

You push off disappearing just as the door opens. Britney, meanwhile, snaps at her husband until she finally kicks him out the door. He scratches his head with confusion, not sure why his beautiful wife is so upset. She doesn’t smell the sex on him, does she? Of course, the room smells thick of sex, but he thinks it is himself, so he leaves while worrying his wife has caught his transgressions. Meanwhile, turned on by her final exchange with you, Britney masturbates furiously while smelling the sheets for your scent and recalling the feel of your big cock pounding into her.

You end up landing smoothing in the courtyard where no one could see. Wiping yourself free of dust while wearing a grin, you start walking back to your rooms. However, you barely make it a dozen feet when there is a sudden tap on your shoulder.

You turn to see a woman. She’s a small girl, not tiny, but small in form and chest, with golden hair, green eyes, and a mousy experience. She isn’t tall and lanky like an elf, but short and scrawny. If you recalled, she is also another one of the women who went out drinking with Tiana last night.

“H-h-hi… you’re Tiana’s man, right? Sh-she t-told me last night… that you’re very big. I-is that true?”

You gave a wry smile, suddenly afraid of where this was going. “Ah, I guess so.”

“M-m-my husband went to the tourney earlier to make bets. He’s always such a gambler. L-Lost half our fortune. If my daddy’s business didn’t make so much money, we’d be in the poorhouse right now!”

“Okay…” You respond helplessly.

“M-my name is Hilary. I-I was wondering if you’d like to stop by my place. Perhaps… we c-could head to my room. You could show me a thing or two?”

You let out a sigh checking your clock. There’s still time!

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Chapter 25

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How you just treated your poor defensiveness bad-tempered, lazy, former-bandit maids weighs heavily on your mind, apparently. Even though you’ve never gone easy on your harem, and this sex was only slightly rougher than the treatment you gave most of your girls earlier on, except maybe written with more detail, the comments seem to think you’re deredere now. So, you heal your girls up right, giving them proper kisses, and why the heck not, a sensual massage. Both girls shiver as you touch them, so creeped and fearful by your sudden kindness that they almost pee themselves, but if it eases your fucking conscious, why the fuck not.

After heading back to your room, you enjoy the night with the rest of your girls. Rapunzel only returns late in the night, and ends up missing any attention you’d give her. She only cries a little knowing she missed out once again on the chance of finally being claimed by you. Given your possessive nature on the rest of the girls, Rapunzel only will truly feel “owned” by you once you pop her cherry. However, no one asked her to take off and spend all night at the bars, so it’s really her own fault when you think about it.

Tiana also doesn’t make it back early. If you didn’t have her under surveillance using her collar, you would have worried she got into some noble depravity and that you’re being NTR’d. Fortunately, it turns out she’s was just hijacked by a bunch of women. See, spying and giving your women no privacy saves relationships. Even if the other noble ladies planned some sex play with Tiana, you 100% approve. However, it’s apparently just drinking and talking. Selena has managed to join the rest of the pack too, able to walk after you fucked her unconscious. You are surprised to see that Tiana isn’t being bullied at all. In fact, she seems to be the light of the party, and all of the girls are excitedly talking to her with smiles. However, doesn’t Tiana’s response and smile seem a little forced?

Well, you can’t focus on it too much, since your head is currently between Mushu’s thighs. You decide not to dwell on Tiana’s problems, and instead focus on munching of Mushu’s snatch. As to her particular flavor, Mushu is hot and spicy. You’d think dragons are cold blooded, but when aroused, her pussy has a natural body temperature much higher than a normal woman. The heat given off by her aroused cunt is enough to warm your cheeks on a cold night. You’ll keep that in mind for future reference.

As far as her taste, how do you say it, she’s got a zing? Her pussy juice is not as thick as some of the other girls, giving her a more slip-n-slide feel when you bang her. The taste isn’t salty or sweet, but tangy. It tingles a bit on your tongue, as does Mushu’s body while you lick her cunt. You take turns enjoying the four women, Mushu, Snow White, Merida, and Kida.

While Merida and Mushu had a bonding experience and are willing to join in while you’re banging the other, Snow White and Kida keep their distance from each other and the other women. Thus, they only watch you bang the other girls, getting turned on while they wait for their turn. Furthermore, with so many women present, every girl starts to exude more shyness than she showed when she was with you on her own. Suffice it to say, even Kida is very docile, lying back and letting you pump away as she lets out quiet orgasmic breaths. Clearly, she’s reeling in the screaming orgasm and hard pumping workout that you had on the boat.

Rather than blowing one massive load all of your ladies, with the team so divided you make sure each girl gets her own load of jizz. You blow one one Snow White’s stomach and she rubs it all over her skin like a battle paint. Kida takes it as a creampie, feeling her crotch while secretly wish she becomes the next one to have your baby. Merida swallows it with a blush. Watching this, Mushu does the same, surprisingly taking the initiative and kissing Merida when she’s done, affectionately sharing her load with Merida to her surprise.

Well, Mushu and Merida have developed some good teamwork, but if you are going to win the tournament, you are going to have to get all five girls working as a team. Snow White and Kida are going to need to get as sexually comfortable with their teammates as Merida and Musha are with each other. You start working out your plan towards training your girls to work as a team. It all involves sex, of course. Lots and lots of sex. Perhaps you’ll set up an exercise regiment every morning. The girls have to eat each other out for breakfast. At noon time, butt play. What does buttplay have to do with teamwork? You’re putting a lot of trust in your teammate having them stick something in your ass!

You finally go to sleep with the pillow sisters Mushu and Merida holding you closely, while the less confidant Kida and Snow White lie a distance away on the outside edges of the bed, just a little regretful they aren’t shameless enough to jump in and monopolize your body. The next morning, before you start the girl’s first morning breakfast team exorcise, there is a light knock on the door. Rapunzel and Tiana have ended up safely back in the room with the Maids, not wanting to disturb you guys in your comfortable little sex pile. So, it’s not them.

As to who it is, it is a woman you only vaguely recognize. You think she is the wives of one of the nobles staying at the mansion, but she hasn’t made any impression on you. She is older than Selena by a few years. She is in her forties, her wrinkles are a lot more noticeable than the other girls. She has short curly hair done up delicately. She is also wearing a low cut dress that exposes a lot of her breasts, which are the size of Mushu’s. This woman is much shorter than Mushu, so she really has that imbalanced look of Merida’s, without Merida’s nice physique to compensate, they sag low sadly. On the other side, without any sort of muscle like Mushu or Merida, these things look very very soft. They are definitely 100% fat. They are just two giant, pale marshmallows to be squished and played with.

“Huh? Yes? Did you need something?”

The waft of last night’s sex steams out of your room, causing the girl to wrinkle her nose. However, rather than a disgusted or haughty look, her eyes twinkle in excitement.

“Hello, I um… heard from Selena, last night… about your… um… exchange.” The girl speaks quietly, looking both ways down the hall nervously as she talks.

“Huh?”

“Last night?” The girl gives a coy smile. “Is it true? Do you have… a big… one of those?”

You shrug, reaching down and shamelessly pulling open your pants and letting the 10-inch thing out. You had let it shrink back to ten inches when you played with your girls. It is the size they are used to, and the size you settled on for normal sex. 9 inches for virgins, 10 inches for your harem, 13 inches for naughty girls who need to be punished. The system works. Despite it being three inches shy of the dick Selena experienced, this woman doesn’t seem to notice at all as her mouth falls open and her eyes look like they’re about to pop out of her head.

She immediately lunges at your cock, grabbing the pants and pulling them up to hide it, looking both ways down the hall nervously. “It’s huge! B-but not here… When Selena told me you had… ahem… ‘given her the greatest sex of her life’, I had my doubts. But even Tiana admitted your dick is large, although we had to get her drunk to spill the beans! My husband is out of our room right now. He “runs” every morning, although I know where he runs is the brothel down the street! Would you like to come back to my room and… show me the three gods?”

“Hah? You want me to fuck you? What about swapping?”

“Tsk… why let that lecherous husband of mine have any fun?” The girl makes a bitter face. “I haven’t cum on a dick since I fucked the gardener… and my husband fired him because he felt he didn’t tend the rose garden properly. I assure you, he tended MY rose garden better than my husband ever did!”

“Isn’t the preliminaries in the afternoon though?” you scratch your head.

“So, we have plenty of time. Just do me hard and fast! You don’t even need to foreplay, I’m already so wet. Please… please… fuck me. I just want to cum once with a real man!”

Well… you’re not about to say no, are you?

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Here is the next Ero Image. You really should check the image in color. This doesn’t do it justice. You have to see the rainbow pussy for yourself. This image appears in Chapter 36.

In Color

Chapter 24

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“Wait! She’s not a Cambion,” the other man spoke up as the first one took a step towards me.

“Bullshit!” The first man glared, convinced his comrade was taken in by my looks.

“No, look, her slave collar. You know I’m good with magic sense. There is no illusion magic being used by her.” The man explained.

The first guy blinked, his rage diminishing somewhat as he looked me up and down. “It doesn’t matter, she’s still… with them.”

“As a slave…” The first responded with a sigh. “Look, when I came in she had picked up your sword. She was going to stab that Cambion attacking you, right? As soon as he died, she dropped it. Does that sound like a Cambion to you?”

The first finally relaxed, lowering his sword slightly, but still keeping it at the ready. “I guess so.”

The second guy gave me a wink. “What’s your name, darling?”

My confusion, shock, and horror fought to come to the surface. I had to make full use of my deceptive skills to keep my face from showing any of this. Peers was dead. No, likely all of the Cambions would be dead soon. These… demons… aren’t much different than the slave traders who had captured me in the first place. They were people, and people could be manipulated. I put on a fake look of relief and gave the man who killed Peers a happy smile.

The bile rose in my throat, but I couldn’t allow that to affect me right now. “My savior, I’m Aria. I was a simple housewife. These horrible monsters murdered my husband and captured me. They’ve been holding me here for months. Thank you for saving me!”

The gratefulness of a beautiful girl moved the two men, and even the guy who had been a step from cutting me down gave a silly grin and scratched the back of his head.

“Well, you’re safe now miss. Why don’t you come out with us? We’ll keep you safe. The Lord General would probably like to see you then.”

I gave a firm nod, walking up and touching each man on the shoulder as I moved. Both men grinned back. Even the first guy seemed surprisingly weak against women when he didn’t think he was being tricked. Both men emerged from the tent with me nearby. Most of the tents beside my own were torn down or on fire. The village was clearly destroyed. If I wanted to survive, my only choice was to throw in with this lot.

“A-aria!” A shout came out.

A small-looking Cambion suddenly fell to my feet. I was surprised by how close it had gotten. It immediately looked up and tried to lunge for me. By pure instinct, I pulled away, avoiding its touch, my look unintentionally turning disgusted. That was all the time needed for the men next to me to raise their swords and slash down. Two swords struck the small Cambion’s neck and heart each, killing it quickly. It’s last few breaths were to stare at me in confusion.

It was only then that I noticed something in its arms. As they went slack with death, a small little teddy bear fell to the ground. It was the same teddy bear I had given an adorable little girl who had a crush on a certain little boy.

{Mental Resistance has increased to level 21.}

No matter how strong my mental resistance got, I realized it still wasn’t good enough. This world was simply too hateful. As my eyes turned from the scene, I could see Crish’s tent nearby. There were two dead Cambions lying at the entrance to the flap. That would Crish and his girlfriend, probably. I couldn’t even identify the bodies if I wanted to. Perhaps that was a blessing. As I watched through watery vision, the tent I had spent countless hours in working on enchantments collapsed from the fire set inside. The tent cloth tumbled forward, and some of the fire landed on the two bodies, setting them ablaze.

“Miss, let’s get going, you don’t need to see this carnage.” The second man gently touched my shoulder and gave me a glance that even looked sympathetic.

He had seen my reaction to the child, reinforcing his belief I was a captive. Therefore, my dazed teary-eyed stare gave him the impression I was just shocked to see death. Even though these men had slaughtered and destroyed my entire life in an instant, they were looking at me with sympathy, completely unaware that they had done anything wrong. The separation only further left me feeling like I was in a dream. I hadn’t even felt this dreamlike when the Cambions were trying to keep me in a dream!

The two men proceeded to drag me along. I found myself being pulled outside of the confines of the village. The smell of smoke and blood were left behind me, and I found myself able to think a little clearer. I wanted to equip The Reborn title to calm my nerves, but the added charm would assuredly get me in trouble. I was frightened, but any thought of fleeing didn’t touch my mind. These men were acting friendly now, but there was an edge to their eyes that told me they wouldn’t hesitate to cut me down if I tried to flee.

As we left the village, I started to see more demons. There was a surprisingly large force of men waiting in the nearby brush. It was clear that the Cambions never even had a chance, with upward of 300 trained soldiers here. The demons came in many forms, and it was difficult to connect any specific form of class for a demon. Even amongst similarly appearing demons, the level of monster versus human expressed differed. For example, there appeared to be a werewolf-like demon. Most of them had deep golden wolf-like eyes, although a few had blue eyes. Some had a wolves snout, while others had a normal human nose. Some had fur covering their face, while some looked basically human with just one or two different features.

To my understanding, this level of variation doesn’t exist in demihumans. Most demihumans remained quite stable, looking predominately human with a few choice animal parts. A certain book I had read suggested that this was because demi-humans were made by the gods, while demons were composed of a profane genealogy of monster and human. These thoughts, of course, went through my head because I was trying to ignore the reality around me. I was still too shaken up over the death of Peers. Perhaps what shocked me the most is that it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would. I felt numb, not pained.

A few of the demons glanced at me. Some merely looked curious, while a few looked ravenous. For some, I wasn’t sure if they wanted to eat me or fuck me. For the rest, I chose not to return flirting looks. This wasn’t the time to do that sort of thing. In the past, I always garnered too much attention. For now, I needed to lay low and survive.

“General, we found a survivor.” One of the guards called out.

That was when I realized I was being brought up to a tall man. His body looked almost human. Almost was the key word here. His eyes looked golden and reptilian, and on his neck were the slightest traces of red scale. It made the man look incredibly intimidating, especially considering his height was above six feet. He wasn’t the tallest man present, but he held himself with a presence that demanded people’s respect.

“We’ve already swept through the prison, there was only one hysterical Bannik. The rest were too far gone so we cut them down. Where did you dig this one up? ” The man spoke with authority, his chin raised as glared sternly.

“My Lord Typhon, They didn’t appear to be feeding on this one, we found her in one of the tents.” The man who tried to kill me explained.

“My Lord, She’s a slave, it looks like.” The other added. “She calls herself Aria.”

The General listened to both men, but his eyes were locked on me. Even he seemed to be affected by my beauty, as he didn’t turn his eyes away. I tried to lower mine, but something about his stare made me think of a snake, and I just couldn’t turn my eyes. My heart started to beat fiercely under that gaze. It was as if this man could read through all of my secrets.

“Aria, is it?”

I immediately dropped into a very low and formal curtsy, surprising the two men on either side. “My Lord, I’m but a humble housewife. Two months ago, these monsters attacked my farm. My husband was slain, and I was kidnapped. If you please return me to my home, I would be eternally grateful.”

The man called Lord Typhon rose an eyebrow as he heard my elegant speech, and then he broke into a smile, even chuckling slightly. The two men on either said looked at each other awkwardly, suggesting that laughing was not something he did often.

“You… you’re an interesting woman.” Lord Typhon responded, taking a step forward and looking me up and down.

The way he looked at me made my skin crawl a bit. It was the same way a farmer might look at a cow. It was the way the slave traders had looked at me. I used my art to its fullest to keep my face from whitening. I had to push forward.

“I assure you, my lord, I’m merely a simple…”

“Not so simple, I think.” Typhoon interrupted me with a sharp look. “You’re a slave. This collar on your neck is a demon item and sealed with demon magic. No Cambion would put a slave collar on a woman. That means you’re from the slave caravan a month back we found ransacked. It was this very unprovoked attack that sent us out here in the first place. What the Cambions did to the slave traders… brutal… but it was a good decision we came. Seven of the Cambion women we found so far were pregnant. It was clear they were starting to expand their numbers. If we hadn’t have been tipped off by this bold attack on demon soil, who knows what these monsters would have gotten up to before we realized it.

Typhon stopped for a second as if realizing he was droning on before starting again. “And that would mean that you’re one of the slaves. A human woman, by the looks of you, however, even if your story swapped Cambions for Demon traders, I wouldn’t believe it. No woman who achieves the second class is so simple, and your charm is unimaginable. I’ve never heard of an Enchantress before, but it sounds like some kind of sorcerer. Now tell me, girl, why did the Cambions choose to not feed on you? There was a reason they were keeping you alive. Tell me.”

My face finally went white as he continued to speak, my façade slipping in the face of his examination. I hadn’t even felt any magic, yet he must have used some kind of identify spell on me. Worst, he knew my level and my class! In a second, I was left completely bare. Furthermore, there was no telling how much Typhon knew about me. My examine ability could tell even personal information like sexual preferences and favorite positions. With an identify skill centered around weeding out lies, what hoped did I have?

One thing was absolutely certain. I couldn’t lie to this man. If I tried to, I had the distinct feeling he would know. Suddenly, I felt completely exposed. I hadn’t felt this exposed since the time I met with Denova. It was like this man was five steps ahead of me. I liked laid back and casual men. I struggled to deal with commanding intellectuals like this guy.

“I… know alchemy…” I muttered.

“What is that?” The man moved even closer, his eyes narrowed, his mouth close enough I could feel his hot sour breath on my face.

“I’m a bit of an alchemist and enchanter. I made them magical potions and blankets and such.”

“Sir, we’ve been finding an abnormally large quantity of enchanted items in this raid. Nothing dangerous. We also hit their storage hut. There is a large number of healing potions. They’ve been stockpiling. Perhaps that’s why they’ve been growing cocky lately.”

Typhon gave no indication he heard the man who spoke in support of my story, still looking down at me, his face incredibly close to mine. “So, you’re the reason our haul was so impressive on this raid. No, if you made all of that, then you’re a greater reward then the rest of it combined.”

As he stared at me and my heart beat to the point I was afraid it would burst, my panicked mind equipped The Reborn title on impulse. The second it attached, when the enhanced resistance calmed me down, I realized it was a mistake. I heard gasping and movement all around me. Even Lord Typhon’s eyes widened a second before he narrowed them dangerously.

“P-please save… me…” I responded pitifully under his gaze to noone in particular.

It was too late now, I had to push forward with everything I had. I set my beautification to demon. I immediately attacked him with Seduction and Eye of the Beholder. If I could just make this man submit, then I would be safe. He was simply too terrifying to allow to continue to choose my fate. However, the man’s grin only turned more dangerous as each of the spells struck. In the past, I could never tell if they hit or not. Since practicing my magical control with Mary, I was now able to tell when skills worked, even those not based on magic. These skills didn’t seem to be working at all. I could see them melting as soon as they struck home.

I could hear the sound of a sword being drawn. The man next to me, the one who had almost killed me before, was holding a sword up towards Typhon. The sword shook in his grasp, but he still brought it up.

“L-lord… perhaps, you should take your distance from the lady?” He spoke almost like he was unsure why he was saying it.

Typhon finally broke his contact from me, looking at the men around them. All of them were watching the pair of us tensely. Each soldier looked about ready to draw their swords on Typhon in the very next moment. Some appeared more affected than others, but even the strongest man had his hand on his hilt, his brow drawn tightly and his hand shaking.

“I… see…” Typhon responded finally.

A sudden eruption exploded from Typhon, and most of the men nearby dropped to the ground like dolls with their strings cut. The man with the sword out flew back and struck the ground nearly fifteen meters away. In a flash that I couldn’t see, I felt cold steel pressed against my neck. For a dreadful second, I was convinced my throat had just been cut, but it took me that moment to realize Typhon had a blade pressed against my neck just short of drawing blood.

“Whatever you activated… undo it now.” Typhon said casually, as if the whole thing didn’t matter much to him. However, the threat in his voice was still enough that I almost peed myself.

I fearfully unequipped the title skill, tears starting to fall down my face. After a second, Typhon merely nodded, pulling back his blade and sheathing it, as if I was no longer a threat in the slightest. The nearby men were starting to stand back up, holding their heads. A few who recovered the quickest noticed Lord Typhon there and immediately bowed fearfully.

“My Lord, I apologize!” One of the men cried out, followed by the responses of many of the others.

Lord Typhon merely shrugged. “To be taken by a charm spell, you’ve embarrassed yourselves. Make sure to reflect. Put the man who pulled the sword on me in chains. He shall be whipped later for insubordination!”

Noone questioned the Lord, merely bowing and immediately grabbing the dazed man off the floor and dragging him away. Even the man himself said nothing to protest as they clamped irons hastily on him.

“My lord, what of this… treacherous woman?” The words were spoken by the other man who had brought me, staring at me now with open hostility now, yet immensely glad that he had resisted drawing his sword like his comrade. “Shall I kill her?”

My eyes widened but resisted struggling any further. If push came to shove, however, I would activate every skill I had. Even if I died by this Lord Typhon, I planned to force him to kill as many of his men as possible. However, when the man looked back at me, he broke into a genuine smile. His eyes almost seemed to hold some level of fondness when he looked me up and down. This made my body shiver more than any level of hate.

“No…” He spoke the words confidently. “I will take her on as my slave. She’ll be my cut of the loot. The rest can be divided amongst the men.”

Several of the men gave a cheer. Clearly, no matter how beautiful I was, in their eyes, I was more trouble than I was worth. For Lord Typhon to take me as his cut, which usually would be 1/5 the total bounty, it showed what value he placed in me. However, all I could do was shiver at that reptilian look that seemed to see more than I could. This is the moment I realized that the normal life I wanted to live would never be.

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Chapter 23

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“Mm… ah… hah. Hah… hah… ahhhhhhh!” Daisy orgasms powerfully, while Dinah next to her shutters violently.

“Eh? I didn’t even push the head in yet?” You respond wryly, sitting on your knees between Daisy’s legs with the head of your cock pushed up against her clit.

Her moist juices from days of unfulfilled sexual stimulation are flowing freely, and as soon as her panties came off there is a blast of hot humid mist rising from her crotch, nearly red with blood swollen by sexual desperation. Suffice it to say, she is incredibly sensitive, and the second the conditions of your spell are met, ie, your penis touches her clit, she explodes into a fountain of sex. Simultaneous, Dinah orgasms as well. Back in your mansion, Sylvia and Minnie collapse to the floor suddenly wetting the carpet like naughty dogs.

“Mmmmm… nnnsk!” Daisy is no longer coherent as she continues to orgasm out days of the unfulfilled lust of four women.

Dinah looks on longfully, only gaining the second-hand sensation, a little regretful that this giant dick head isn’t pushing up against her crotch. Yes, you’re at the 13-inch mass, but the women have long passed a point where this could shock them for more than a moment. You’ve brutalized them with your coke-can cock before, and this time they will gladly take on the pain in order to gain the sexual relief they needed, even if it tears them up a little.

As to Daisy here, her hips are flailing wildly as she kicks with her legs, your cock running up and down her slit haphazardly as she cums again and again. She’s using the tip of your cock to relief herself, but still is not bold enough to let the massive thing tear into her pussy. You hold no such reservations, harshly grabbing her hips and stabilizing them, you shove your massive beast deep into her in a single thrust.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Gghhhhhaaaaaa……..” Daisy let’s out a loud incomprehensible cry, her eyes rolling in her head and her mouth gaping with her tongue sticking.

She is orgasming nonstop, while at the same time her pussy is being ripped open my your 13-inch monster cock. It tore into her harshly. She was so wet that it slid in easy, but that didn’t mean her pussy had the room. In the end, it had no choice but to tear open as your cock forced its way inside her. She could feel her own organs forcefully being displaced to accommodate something larger than she could take, but as her broken pussy painfully climaxed around the cock, she didn’t even care.

Next, to her, Dinah was also crying out. “Owwwwww… owwww…. Aaaaa… aaaa… nnnn…”

She wore a pained expression on her face, but even as she shuddered in pain, her pussy squirted out lewd juices. Similarly, the maids at home continued to squirt all over the floors, unable to move with the amount of pain and pleasure shooting through them. Lewd smells filled the respective hallways the maids had found themselves in, and had any of the harem girls walked within a ten-meter distance, they would have clearly smelled the lewd dirty maids making a mess on the floor tearfully.

However, their constant cumming also eluded to their own masochistic tendencies. After having been punished by Sebastian so many times and sexually punished by you, often included the use of your monster cock, spanking, whips, and rough anal… the girl’s minds had truly been broken beyond repair. They are all connected, and they all could feel their poor sister being torn apart by your cock. The only thought in their minds are ‘more, do me more!”. They want it to rip more. They want to bleed, and cum, and hurt. They are total masochists.

Even the poor Daisy with her yellow hair and pouty lips, at ground zero and receiving the end of all the personal damage could only beg for more.

“More…” Daisy moans. “Nnnn…aaaaaahhh… more! All of it, all of it!”

You had only shoved ten inches into her, and already you could see blood and honey leaking from her pussy, but still, she wanted the rest. Even you aren’t sure she’ll be okay after. However, you’ll never turn your girl’s request for sex, so with your hands squeezing tightly on her hips, you plunge the rest of the way into her, your cock visibly poke form within her stomach nearly up to her sternum.

Daisy’s eyes widen and her mouth is stuck open as she drools unrestrained like an animal. “Gghhehheeeehhahhahaaaaaaaaaaaa….”

Daisy cums again and again. You haven’t even started rocking your hips yet, but you’ve already lost count of how many times she came, her pussy wildly clamping on your cock. Of course, your cock is so wide and large, that you had ripped open the muscles going in. Her contractions are weak, unable to clamp down, already being stretched to the limit by your cock.

Next, to her, Dinah continues to shutter, squeezing her erect nipples harshly until they were red and swollen, clearly causing herself and her sister’s pain, but not caring in her own sexual lust. All four sisters had become that way. They were pulling, squeezing, fingering, and spanking themselves, inducing equal amounts of pain and pleasure. They had ceased caring whether their own bodies could handle the burden. They will continue to enhance their own sexual pleasure, even if it breaks them.

You start moving your hips, but you don’t have any build up. You don’t start slow and move faster to ease her into it. Instead, you put Daisy’s ankles on your shoulder, get up on top of Daisy so you’re pushing her down, and then start thrusting harshly down into her, penetrating with the maximum force unrelentessly, even as her innards are pushed past the breaking point.

“Ah. AH AH AH AH AH AH… cum… cumming… cumm…. Don’t stop… harder… break me… break me!” Daisy cries out, struggling to breath with her organs displaced and crushing her lungs.

Even Dinah becomes lost in the euphoria, sucking harshly on Daisy’s nipple while wildly humping her hips and rubbing her crotch desperately on the back of your hand, which was holding Daisy’s ass. Your piston movements go faster and faster, and loud squish noises emerge as the liquids expelled from her pussy became juicier and juicier. Lewd, red, transparent liquid flows down her ass crack freely, and it should come as no surprise that the sheets underneath are stained beyond repair.

Daisy’s sexual parts are starting to become numb, the nerves having long been damaged by your cock. Furthermore, she is becoming delirious, the damage of your cock building up until she is ready to pass out.

“Please, me! Fuck me! Do me now!” Dinah begs, encouraging you to abandon Daisy’s broken body so that all four girls could enjoy being broken again.

Daisy even gives a weak, tired but encouraging nod. Even she understands her body is giving out and can no longer handle any more penetration. However, her lust is to the point where it doesn’t matter. She wants to be broken all over again. The only way to do that is to sacrifice her sister Dinah. She could feel herself being broken open and her pussy and insides wrecked all over again! She only wished her sisters were here so that she could get it four times!

As you pull out of Daisy, your cock popping out of her pussy with a woosh sound that showed how tight she was, Dinah eagerly got into doggie, wagging her butt at you eagerly while her juices leaked down her legs and stomach. She was already soaked in lewdness, having cum innumerable times, but she still wanted to be broken by you. You immediately line your cock up accordingly.

“Wait, boss, that’s the wrong ho—a aaahaahahahsdgssssss…. Aaaaahah…. Ghhhh… nnnaaaaaaa.” Your dick penetrates Dinah’s colon just as harshly as Daisy’s womb.

Daisy let’s out a scream as she pulls on her nipples, clearly not expecting her sister to be violated in the ass. The feeling of her colon being pierced painfully and her tight butthole being ripped apart was enough to drive every single one of them crazy. Dinah was already cumming as the dick tore open her butthole, which stretched bloodily around your massive cock.

Dinah didn’t care that it was in her ass, as soon as she felt the penis inside her, that became all that matters to her. She reaches back, spreading her ass cheeks painfully, trying to open her hole as much as she can to accommodate your meat. You immediately start to jackhammer her ass without giving her any time to adjust. Dinah is already extremely wet. She had cum innumerable times while you fucked Daisy, and all of that cum leaked down her butt crack and helped moisten her ass. On top of that, your own dick had been lubed aggressively by Daisy’s broken pussy. Therefore, while her ass wasn’t as receptive as Daisy’s pussy, you still managed to force yourself inside her.

Her warm butt, tight sphincter, and shuttering body as she orgasmed over and over again in absolute agony led you to reach your limit as well. Of course, the maids were just your fucktoys, unlike the rest of the harem, you didn’t need to give them such pleasantries as letting them know when you planned to cum. Thus, your swollen balls immediately pushed gobs and gobs of cum out, and in a second you blasted Dinah deep in the ass.

All four women felt hot sticky fluid being squirted deep inside their asses, causing them to cum one… make that four last times. Dinah’s pussy squirted down on the bed like she was taking a piss. Daisy’s pussy, the muscles already shattered, wasn’t capable of contracting hard enough to squirt, so gobs of liquid just bubbled out of her broken pussy like a broken faucet.

You kept cumming, filling Dinah’s colon full of hot seed. It flooded her body so drastically that some of it backed up into her stomach even. She ended up cough cum out of her throat before swallowing the salty liquid back down with her bile. When you finally pulled out. White cum spurted out of her ass along with all the gas you had pushed up in there with your cock. It shot out in loud ‘pfft’ sound squirting a stream of white from her ass like a second cumshot. Meanwhile, her pussy squirted transparent liquid from the other end.

Taping your man meat on her ass cheek, and shaking the rest of cum on her ass crack. You finally finish up, turning around and leaving the two women without another word. One of them had a broken pussy, and the other had a broken asshole. You left the room, but naturally, you made sure a spell was in place that would gradually heal them. Truth be told, neither girl would be able to stand for a week, only lying in bed painfully while still feeling the euphoric contractions of post-coitus, their pussies so overextended that it’d be hours before the aftershocks wore off.

Meanwhile, Sylvia and Minnie had made respective messes all over the Mansion hallway floor. While still feeling the pain of both their sister’s broken ass and broken pussy, the two had to crawl away and get the cleaning supplies to clean up all the mess they had left all over the soiled floor. However, after scrubbing for two hours, they still couldn’t get out the stain or remove the smell. They finally fell into their beds, worried about how they would be punished when Sebastian found out they had ruined the carpets. The only solution was to replace them, and even then they had soaked through to the floorboards underneath. Those respective hallways would never stop smelling like the maid’s lewd pussies. However, deep underneath it all, they hoped the one punishing them when you got home would be you yourself. There are still two more girls to break.

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