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The village of Buena was quiet in the early morning, the gentle sounds of rustling leaves and distant birds filling the air. Paul Greyrat stood at the edge of his property, the soft breeze brushing against his face as he surveyed the peaceful surroundings. A faint smile tugged at his lips. 'How did it all happen so fast?' he wondered, feeling the weight of nostalgia settle in his chest.

It wasn’t long ago that he had been wandering the world, bouncing from adventure to adventure as a member of the Fangs of the Black Wolf, chasing danger, fame, and excitement wherever it led him. With a sword in one hand and a carefree attitude in the other, he lived for the thrill of battle and the camaraderie of his companions. But somewhere along the way, amidst all the bloodshed and chaos, his heart had begun to yearn for something more. Something quieter. Something permanent.

He met Zenith shortly after leaving his party. They had clicked almost instantly—her unwavering confidence and healing prowess balanced perfectly with his raw skill and impulsive nature. Together, they built something he hadn’t expected: a home. This small, simple village had become their sanctuary, a place where the noise of the outside world couldn’t touch them. And soon, their family grew.

Paul's gaze drifted back toward the house, where his son, Rudeus, slept peacefully inside. A child that came into his life like a blessing—an innocent soul with Zenith’s kind eyes and Paul’s energy. Paul’s smile widened as he thought of his son, but there was something more to Rudeus than just being his boy. There was magic in the air around him, literally.

He remembered the day it had first happened, not so long ago. A chill morning, much like this one. Rudeus had been barely old enough to walk, yet somehow, he had managed to conjure a small ball of water, just out of curiosity. Paul had been stunned-no incantations, no training, just… magic.

"I didn’t see that coming," he muttered to himself with a chuckle. Magic wasn't something Paul had much talent for, despite being well-versed in combat. Zenith, with her history of magic within her family, had suspected it might pass down to Rudeus, but to awaken so young and with such raw, natural talent... well, that was something else entirely.

Paul knew what it meant. A talent like this couldn’t go to waste. Rudeus needed a proper teacher—someone who could nurture this gift and help him grow beyond what this small village could offer. And so, after discussing this with Zenith, they agreed to find someone capable.

That’s when Roxy Migurdia entered the picture.

He could still recall the first time they’d met Roxy. Small, serious, and blue-haired, she had seemed almost out of place in their modest home. A wandering mage, she had come from far-off lands, her aura of quiet determination making it clear that despite her size, she was not to be underestimated. They had hired her to teach Rudeus, but Paul couldn’t shake the feeling that she would change their lives in more ways than one.

Paul looked up at the horizon, the sun creeping over the trees, illuminating the world in a soft golden light. His thoughts drifted to the future. Rudeus had already surpassed his expectations. Who knew what kind of person his son would become under Roxy's guidance? A great mage, perhaps? Maybe even someone destined for greater adventures than Paul himself had ever dared to dream.

“Rudeus…” he murmured, feeling a surge of pride. “He really is something, don't you think?" Paul said as he looked over to his wife, Zenith as she changed her clothes.

Paul walked into the room, standing behind her with his hands on her hips. "I hope he grows up to be a good kid, not like his father. I'm pretty sure, I was a little shithead when I was younger.” Paul laughed at his joke but Zenith didn't seem to find it amusing. "You're still a little shithead."

Zenith said with a serious face. Paul couldn't help but laugh even harder and leaned forward to kiss her cheek. His hand wandered down lower to her hip for a hug. "Thanks for marrying me. I feel like the luckiest man in the world."

Zenith just smiled and let his hand continue to massage her hips. Paul knew her well, he knew what she liked and disliked. Paul continued to massage her, rubbing her hips from behind. He then moves his hands to her chest and fondles it through the thin fabric of her nightgown. "You want me to help you get change, Zenny?" Paul whispered in her ear, his cock was hardening behind her. "Yes." She said as she continued to take off her clothes.

Zenith took off all of her clothes and stood in front of her husband, naked. Paul looked at her lustfully as he stared at her body. "Your breasts are still as beautiful as they were the first time I saw them," Paul said, his eyes gazing at the large pair of breasts in front of him.

Zenith smiles at him, she loves to hear compliments about her body.

Paul pulled off his robe and threw it on the floor. His cock was hard and ready. "How about we give Rudeus some sibling then?" Paul said as he pushed Zenith back to the bed, then his hand tracing along her legs as he opened it up and positioned himself between them.

His head bent down and lick her pussy for a few seconds before he pushed his cock inside her.

Zenith groaned from the sudden feeling of her husband entering her. She loves his cock, it was the best she had ever felt.

Paul thrust into her gently. "You're so tight, Zenny." He said as he continued to thrust inside her. Paul then looked down at his wife, "I don't know if I have told you this before, but you're not the only woman I want in my life." He said as he continued to move his hips.

Zenith looked up at him with shock, "Really? Who else? Roxy? Or maybe it's our maid Lilia? Lilia I might understand, but Roxy?" She asked with her voice filled with a bit of shock and disappointment.

"Uhhh... Paul..." Zenith moaned as she tried her best not to make too much sound. "You like that, don't you Zenny? Don't worry, I will be gentle once Rudeus is up." He said.

Then, Paul looked at the door and saw that someone was peeking at him from outside the room. He pretends to not see her and continues to fuck Zenith roughly. His cock moved in and out of her pussy like it was going to come out. Zenith groaned with pleasure as she was fucked by her husband. "Paul, I'm going to cum soon." She said, her voice sounded so good as it filled with pleasure.

"Then cum, like a real slutty wife you are," Paul said as he fucked her harder. "Uhhh... I can't hold it..." Zenith said, and then her body was shaken as she came. "Fuuuccckk..." she said.

Paul pulled out from her, his cock already covered in cum. "What now?" Zenith asked as she lay on the bed. "I want you to suck it up," Paul said as he shoved his cock into Zenith's mouth. She obediently started licking and sucking her husband's cock.

She sucks him good, slurping the cum as she licks the cock of her husband.

"Good girl, you really know how to suck a cock." Paul said as he grab Zenith's hair and fuck her mouth. She started to gag as the cock entering her mouth deeper and deeper. But then, the gagging suddenly turns into moans of pleasure as her mind turns her body into pleasure mode.

"Uhhh... you really a good cocksucker, Zenny." Paul moaned. "Come on baby, suck me harder. Make me cum." Paul groans louder as he thrusts his hips even deeper into Zenith's mouth.

"Fuuuuuccckkk..." Paul groaned as he shot his load into Zenith's throat. "Swallow it all, like a good slut wife." He said as Zenith swallow all the cum he shot out.

Then Paul pull out his cock from Zenith's mouth as he kneeled on the bed and took a short break, he sneaked a peek at the corner of his eyes, and it seem the peeking one still there. With a grin on his face, Paul slowly steps off the bed, leaving the still-heaving Zenith on it, while making his way toward the door slowly without alarming the one behind it.

Then, as his hand placed on the door handle, Paul suddenly opened the door, revealing who was peeking on their little private time. The braid of blue hair looked up at Paul surprised, Roxy, in her night dress flabbergasted looked up at Paul unable to say a word.

Paul's eyes then look down, to see her dress was pulled up a bit with a hand still between her crotch, now with a small glistening puddle on the floor.

"Roxy..." Paul said with a grin. "Didn't I tell you to not peek into other people's private time?" Paul asked. "I'm sorry, it's just... uhh..." She said looking down with her face flustered. "It's just I really need a bit of inspiration for my spell."

Paul chuckled as he grabbed Roxy and pulled her inside the room. "Then, why don't you try practising some other form of magic." He said as he threw Roxy onto the bed. Zenith suddenly sat up and looked at Roxy. "Is something wrong?" Zenith asked. "Nah, she just needs a bit of practice for her spell." He replied.

Zenith nodded with a confused, then surprised when she realised who is the other figure. "Roxy?" she asked.

Roxy then looked up at Zenith with a flustered face and then looked at Paul who was taking off his robe. "I didn't mean to peek at your private time, I was just... uhh..."

"She wants to have a taste of me as well," Paul said as he flipped Roxy's night dress up, revealing her bare bottom and the still-wet slit between her legs. "And im wont say no to that."

"Paul...wait a bit..." Zenith said, still hesitating, as her belief was in monogamy, Paul isn't, so she doesn't know what to do at this moment.

Roxy meanwhile, too shocked at Paul's action to even act as Paul lines his now hardened member glans at her lower lips.

"Wait, Paul! It's too big-" She tried to stop him, as Paul's cock was nearly at her forearm's size, but her words were cut short as he ignored her plead and thrust in with a bit of difficulty.

"Damn, you're so tight!" Paul groaned as he started to thrust into her slowly at first, but soon picking up speed. The bed started to squeak and bounce with each of his thrusts.

Zenith just watched, unsure of how to act as Paul fuck the girl he hired to teach Rudeus. But then, as she see how Roxy's face was contorted into a pleasure moan, she feel her pussy become wet again as Zenith watch Roxy's small belly slowly bulging up each time Paul slammed his cock in deeper and deeper.

The sound of a woman moaning, and the sound of flesh smacking into flesh made her pussy ache for a bit more of Paul's attention.

Roxy started moaning louder and louder as Paul slam his cock inside of her. "Uhhh..." She groaned. "Ah... Paul..." She said as she reached up to him.

Then, Roxy started to pant harder and harder, her eyes went up to the sky as she came again and again. Her pussy became too tight that it started to squirt out a bit. The same one Paul had noticed her to be earlier.

Paul didn't stop thrusting as he saw Roxy reach her climax, he kept thrusting in and out. Then, as Roxy couldn't hold it anymore, she started to moan out loud as she squirted all over the bed. "Paul... Fuccckkkk..." She screamed as her squirt sprayed out all over the bed, and Zenith's face.

Zenith suddenly moaned louder at the feeling of warm fluid spraying all over her face. The feeling was so good, it even made her orgasm again, moaning out loud with her face dripping with Roxy squirt. Something in her mind snapped.

"Zenny..." Paul said as he looked at Zenith, and pulled out from Roxy with a grunt. He walked over to Zenith and shove his cock into her mouth. "Suck it up, like you did earlier." Zenith nodded obediently as she started sucking and licking his cock. His cum leaked a bit from Roxy's pussy, and Paul grabbed her hair and thrust it into her throat. "Good girl." He moaned.

Zenith sucks him with her mouth, slurping up the cum that is leaking out of Roxy's pussy. Then, she feel something on her lower lips, it seem someone had touched her pussy.

Zenith opened her eyes to see that Roxy, who is now in the 69 position, licking her pussy eagerly. Zenith started to moan with pleasure as Roxy's tongue flicked inside her sensitive clit. Paul was thrusting his cock down her throat, making Zenith gag a bit each time he thrust down.

Then, Paul started to thrust harder and faster. "Im going to cum... you better swallow it all, or I'll fill Roxy's pussy with it." He groaned.

Zenith started to slurp his cock more eagerly, she know what happens if she can't swallow it all. Roxy start to lick her pussy more, her tongue going in and out of Zenith's pussy in and out, making her feel her pussy tightened around Roxy's tongue.

Then, with a groan, Paul shot his load inside Zenith's throat. She swallowed it all obediently as Paul pulled out of her mouth, and then Zenith let out a long moan as her orgasm reached its climax as she felt her pussy squirt out again.

Roxy lick it all up, cleaning Zenith's pussy before she lay on the bed beside her. Paul lay on Zenith's other side as he too lay on the bed, panting for breath.

The next few days were quite strange, as everyone in the house seemed to be acting differently. First, it was Roxy who would disappear a lot at night into the couple's room. Then one day, Lilia the maid came into Paul's room to deliver breakfast. She looked shy and her cheeks were red.

"Is something wrong, Lilia?" Paul asked.

"Uhhh... nothing. I just... want to ask if I can have my day off tomorrow, as it is my day off, but the last few days I had some... trouble to do my job properly." Lilia said, her face was redder than usual.

Paul nodded and looked at Lilia, with a grin. He noticed that Lilia seemed to be different from usual, she seemed to be more energetic and full of energy, and she couldn't even hold back her smile. Paul nodded in approval as he asked. "You know how you act, right? You act like someone who has just had sex." Lilia's face went even redder as she looked down with a bit of fear.

Paul then smiled and said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to punish you, but if you want someone to have fun with, I can be that man for you." He said with a grin.

Lilia suddenly looked up at Paul with a surprised expression, and then she suddenly nodded her head and kneeled on Paul's bed. She undid Paul's robe as she looked at his flaccid member, then she took it inside of her mouth and started sucking it.

Paul lay on the bed with a smile, he thought to himself that it had been a few days since he had sex with someone other than Zenith or Roxy.

He suddenly feels his cock getting harder as Lilia lick it. Her tongue traced around his balls then go back up again to lick his cock tip. She started licking it with her tongue, and then Paul's hand started to rub her head. "Lilia... you really are talented at this." He said.

She smiled and look up at Paul, as she start sucking it again. Paul closed his eyes as he feel her tongue swirling around his cock. Her mouth is warm and her saliva makes his cock all wet and shiny.

Paul opened his eyes again, and look at Lilia who was sucking him eagerly. He then grabbed her head and started thrusting into her mouth, making her gag. She continued to suck his cock, licking his glans with her tongue.

"Good girl..." Paul moan as he fucked her mouth with his cock. She is not like Zenith or Roxy who had bigger mouths, but she is still very good in her own way. "Lilia..." He called out.

She looked up at him and smiled as her tongue swirled around the tip of his cock. Paul feels himself going to cum as he fuck her mouth more roughly. She gagged but she continued to suck him even more eagerly.

"Im cumming..." Paul groans. "You better swallow it all." He said with his voice strained with pleasure.

Lilia nodded obediently and suck him more eagerly. Paul's body then went up with pleasure, his hips moved up to slam his cock deeper into her mouth. His cum shot out of his cock glans, then he feel it was swallowed by Lilia. She continued to lick and suck his cock until it was clean.

Paul laid back on the bed, breathing heavily after the cum. Lilia smiled as she sit on Paul's cock with her nightgown still on. Paul suddenly reached up and pulled off her nightgown. "Well done, Lilia." He said with a smile, then he pulled her over to lay on top of him, her pussy was already wet with her own cum.

Paul started to rub her pussy with his finger, making Lilia to moan even more. She had just gotten her pussy rubbed by Roxy, but now, she wanted Paul's cock inside of her more than anything.

"Lilia... your pussy is already wet..." Paul said with his hand rubbing her pussy.

"Please, Paul... fuck me..." Lilia begged. "Please... I can't hold on..."

Paul smiled as he positioned his cock to her pussy and shoved it in. Lilia screamed out loud as her pussy was stretched by Paul's huge cock. "Ahh... Paul... that's too big..." she said with pain as her voice was filled with tears.

"It will be okay, Lilia, I'm not going to leave you alone like that..." Paul said with a comforting tone. "You just need to get used to my cock." He said with a grin.

Paul then started to thrust into Lilia slowly at first, letting her pussy get accustomed to his size. Her pussy was wet, it helped Paul's cock to slide in easier. He continued to thrust her in and out until Lilia's pussy become used to his size.

He started to thrust more roughly, and Lilia suddenly moaned with pleasure. Her pussy had never felt this good before. "Ahh... Paul..." she groaned as he fucked her pussy, he was so gentle but yet so rough.

"Come on, Lilia..." He said. "I want to feel your warm pussy tightening all around me." He groan, his cock was buried deep inside of her and she could feel the vein on his cock rubbing against her sensitive area. Lilia started to moan more and more, her body shook and her pussy become even tighter.

"Paul... I'm going to cum..." Lilia moaned as she closed her eyes.

Then, she felt her pussy was squirted out as she reached her climax. "Uhh... Paul... I can't..." She moaned as her voice was cut off by her own pleasure moan.

As Lilia reached her climax, Paul started thrusting harder and faster. He looked down at her with a smile as she moaned out loud and squirted all over him. "I can't hold it... Lilia..." Paul groaned out loud as he slammed his cock deep into her and shot his cum inside of her.

His body shook with pleasure, as he shoot his load into her pussy, making Lilia orgasm again from the feeling of warm cum filling up inside of her pussy. Lilia hugged Paul's neck her body shaking with pleasure.

In the next few weeks, the house of Paul becomes a bit strange. Zenith, who is usually the one to go around the house to do her duties had been mostly absent. And Lilia had become absent after serving the food and drinks at a time. They are always at someplace in the house, doing something, and the only people who are always outside are Rudeus and Paul.

Rudeus, who was just 10 years old, and still too young for the opposite sex had been mostly left alone to do what he wanted. And so he does as he pleases, even doing weird things, like peeking at his mother changing and seeing his father kissing Roxy in the library.

And so it continued until one day when Rudeus decided to explore Roxy's room after she told him not to go in when he wanted to deliver her meal.

He quietly opened the door and peeked inside Roxy's room, he saw her standing in front of her mirror with her naked body visible to his eyes. He suddenly feels something inside him. Then he heard Roxy calling out her name. "Paul, I'm ready..."

Then he saw Paul standing beside her, his body naked and his cock already hard. Then, he started kissing Roxy's neck as he fondled her breast.

Roxy moaned with pleasure, as she reached out to Paul's cock, she started stroking it, making him harder than before. "Come on Paul... I'm ready..." She moaned.

Rudeus watched as he stood in the shadow, he then saw his father pushing Roxy down to the bed. He starts to kiss her passionately on her lips, and slowly his hand move down to her hip. He lifted Roxy's legs up, then he started positioning his cock on Roxy's pussy.

Then, he thrust in with a grunt. "Roxy... you're still as tight as before..." He said with a smile.

Roxy groaned in response as her mouth was too busy kissing her lips. Paul started to thrust inside of her, slowly at first, then faster and faster, until Rudeus heard a slapping sound of skin smacking against the skin.

"Come on Roxy... I want to see you cum..." Paul said.

Roxy started to moan louder as Paul thrust into her. Rudeus started to feel his heart pounding, he never knew that his father could thrust that fast. Roxy then started panting as Paul's hand started rubbing her breasts.

Rudeus suddenly feel something in his pants, he reached down to see his cock become hard. He then saw Roxy's legs start shaking as she was reaching her climax.

"Ahh... Paul... I'm going to..." She moaned out loud.

Rudeus heard Roxy suddenly squirt out loud, then his father shot his cum inside her as well. Rudeus then felt something hot spraying inside his pants, he looked up to see Roxy squirting all over his face. He suddenly wiped the warm liquid from his face as he stared at the two of them. "Uhhh... Rudeus?" His father asked, confused.

Rudeus ran out of the room, his face blushing red from embarrassment. Paul looked at Roxy with confusion. "What happens, Paul?" Roxy asked.

"I have no idea, but I think Rudeus just saw us." He said, "Well, he is at the age that is always curious about everything anyway." His cock already pushing at Roxy's moistening pussy, before slamming it back in.

Roxy suddenly moaned out loud as Paul started fucking her again. "Paul... you too fast..." she moaned.

Paul didn't answer her, he just continued to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, sending wave after wave of pleasure inside her.

"I can't hold it, Paul..." Roxy moaned out loud. "Cum inside me..." She begged.

Paul then shoots his load again into Roxy's pussy, as Rudeus run down to his room, confused but horny at the same time. "Why... why im like this?" He asked himself as he reached down and stroke his cock.

He then saw Zenith entering his room with Lilia behind her, her face red and her eyes watery. "Rudeus... what happened?" she asked.

Rudeus then looked down at his erect cock. "I'm sorry... I... I don't know what happened..." He said with a face full of tears. "I saw Paul and Roxy just now... I don't know why, but it makes me like this..."

Zenith then knelt down beside her son. "Shh... don't worry, Rudeus, it's okay." She said. Then she reached down and started to stroke his small cock through his pant. Rudeus suddenly looked at her surprised. "M-mom?"

"It's okay Rudeus... this is what a mother should do for her son," Zenith said as she continued to stroke slowly, before pulling his pants down, revealing Rudeus's little member. Then Lilia kneeled down and started licking the tip like a piece of candy.

Rudeus moaned out loud as pleasure filled his head. He had never felt this before, but it was so good. "Mo... mom... I think I can't hold it..." He groaned.

"Then cum, Rudeus," Zenith said with a smile as Lilia licked him faster. Rudeus then suddenly shoot out his cum all over Zenith's face and Lilia's mouth. Both of them smiled at each other as Zenith licked Rudeus's cum from Lilia's mouth.

"Well Rudeus, how about we teach you a bit more in your room then," Zenith said as Rudeus nodded with a smile. "You too, Lilia. I'm sure Rudeus will love to be in between us."

Lilia nodded and smiled at Rudeus, as Rudeus smiled back at them both as the trio headed back up to Rudeus's room, next to Roxy's room where the clapping sound still echoed within.

Then one day, Rudeus came back to the house with a kid with him. The kid was dirty and smelled bad. "Rudeus, where did you pick up this kid?" Paul asked as he saw his son coming in with a kid.

"I helped him when he got bullied by other kids, and decided to take him home to help clean him up," Rudeus said, sounding innocent. But it seem to Paul that Rudeus still didn't realise that the kid was a girl yet.

"Well, let me give him a bit of a wash then, why don't you go to your room to change then, Rudeus? Then we can have dinner later." Paul said with a smile as he looked at the kid.

The kid looked up at him with a bit of fright but then calmed down as Paul took his hand to the bathroom, leaving Rudeus to run to his room excitedly.

As the pair enter the bathroom, Paul looks at the dirtied kid with interest. "You don't need to be afraid of me, I just want to help you clean up a bit," Paul said as he helped the kid undress.

The kid seem to believe him and allowed Paul to help him undress, but as he finally undressed him, Paul can't believe his eyes at the sight of the kid's mouth, barely showing her slit. "So... you are a girl..." He said, with a laugh.

The kid suddenly looked at him with shock as Paul reach out to touch her pussy. "Stop it, I don't want to..." The kid said, but Paul ignored her as his finger trace the slit of her pussy.

"You are not like any other girl, Rudeus found you for a reason..." He said as his hand moved in and out of her slit. He then inserts his finger inside of her. "Ah... you are so tight, even tighter than Zenith when she was younger..."

The kid groaned in pain as Paul's finger thrust in and out of her. He then moves his finger to her slit again. He then grabs her waist and bends her over the bathtub, spreading her ass cheek to see her small pussy hole.

"Please, I'm begging you... stop it..." The kid begs.

"I will stop when I'm done..." He said as he undressed himself. Paul then spread the kid's leg further, making the kid's pussy stretch out more. He then positioned his cock on her small pussy and shove it in.

The kid screamed out loud at the pain, and Paul started to thrust in and out of her small pussy. It was tighter than he thought, it even gave him a bit of pleasure. "How about that, kid? Doesn't that feel good?" He asked as he fucked the kid, his cock slowly coated with layers of blood and liquid.

The kid screamed louder and louder, but her mouth then was covered with his large hand as Paul fucked her even more. "Come on, don't worry. It will be over soon." Paul said, his voice strained with pleasure. He then started to thrust even harder, faster, and more roughly.

The kid's body started to shake as she suddenly felt her orgasm approaching. "Uhhh... Paul... I..." The kid moan out loud.

"That's it, kid. Now you will be mine." Paul said. He then heard a knock on the door. "Paul?" It was Roxy. "Who is that kid, is he okay?"

"Ah, Roxy, this kid just had a bit of an accident..." Paul said as his cock continue to thrust in and out. The kid then suddenly squirted out, spraying all over the bathtub floor, making it slippery and dangerous.

"Ah, you see, I'm just cleaning him up." He said as the kid suddenly squirted again.

"I'll bring Lilia to help you, I had to go to Rudeus's room. I heard some noise there." Roxy said, and then Paul heard Roxy's footsteps going away.

He suddenly feel the kid's body shaking as she reached another orgasm, her pussy squirted out again, spraying his cock with the liquid. He then continued to thrust more roughly as the kid moaned louder and louder.

"Ahh... I can't..." The kid screamed as her pussy squirted out again. "Come on kid... you can do it..." Paul groans out loud as he feels his cock going to explode.

"I can't... hold it anymore..." The kid screams out loud. "Then cum kid... squirt it all out," Paul said as the kid's pussy squirted out even more, spraying Paul's chest with the liquid.

He then suddenly shot his load out inside of the kid's pussy. He groaned out loud as his body shook with pleasure. The kid also moaned out loud as her orgasm reached its climax.

Paul lay on the bathtub floor with his cum filled cock still inside the kid's pussy, breathing heavily. Below them, a puddle of white and red slowly formed as the kid, named Sylphiette, slowly formed as it began to leak out.

Sylphiette looked up at Paul with her red eyes as the bathtub door opened and Rudeus entered, looking surprised at the sight. "D-dad?" He asked.

Zenith then enters from behind him, with a smile on her face. "Rudeus dear, it seems your dad has found a new playmate, hasn't he?" She said with a grin. Rudeus looked at her in confusion, and then he saw Lilia following her as well, also with a smile on her.

Then he finally saw what his mother is talking about, his father's dick was still inside the girl's pussy, and her pussy was still squirting out cum. "He has found another girl who is still tight, so he can fuck her again and again without the need to use her mouth." She said with a smile.

Lilia then walks over to him and helps Rudeus to sit down on the bathtub as she helps him undress. "Rudeus sweetie, your dad really loves tight pussy like that, so why don't we help him clean it up again." She said as Rudeus's face blushed red.

Paul looks at Rudeus with a grin, as he felt the kid's pussy start tightening up again around his cock. "You know Rudeus, I really love tight pussy, how about you give her a try as well? Though she might not be as tight as before..."

Rudeus looked surprised at his father's words, then looked at his mother with a smile. "Sure, Daddy, I'll be glad to." He said with a grin.

He then look down at the kid who was still moaning with pleasure as her pussy continued to squirt out her cum. She looks up at Rudeus as he walks toward her with his dick hard. She suddenly realizes that Rudeus already know that she is a girl.

"Ahh... Rudeus..." She moaned out. "Wait... no... I can't take it anymore..."

"Shh Sylphiette..." Rudeus said as he push his cock into her mouth. He then started thrusting his small cock down her throat.

The kid then started gagging as Rudeus thrusting her throat more roughly. Paul suddenly feel his dick getting harder again inside Sylphiette's pussy as he watch Rudeus fucked the kid's mouth.

"Ahh... Rudeus, you are really good at this..." He said with a grin. "Come on Sylphiette... don't be shy, move your tongue around him like when you enjoying some candy."

He said as Sylphiette started to suck his cock again with her tongue swirling around him.

Sylphiette start moaning again as Paul started thrusting into her again, his thrusting making her mouth move up and down Rudeus's small cock. Sylphiette suddenly feels herself reaching her orgasm again. "I can't... I can't hold..." She screamed out loud as her pussy squirted again.

Rudeus smile as he thrust in her mouth, but instead of climaxing, Rudeus suddenly felt light as he releases his bladder, letting the stream of piss shoot straight into the little girl's mouth as the adults around them watch in amusement.

"Ahahahaha... that's good Rudeus... you make her swallow your cum and pee..." Paul said with a grin as Sylphiette's throat bobbed up and down on his cock.

Zenith and Lilia laugh as well, they have seen a lot of things, but this one is new even for them. They never thought that Rudeus will piss on someone else, let alone someone he just picked up from the street.

Sylphiette meanwhile, can't hold on anymore as she feels Rudeus's piss filling her mouth and throat. "I can't hold on anymore..." She said as her tongue swirled around Rudeus's cock, making his cock harder than ever before.

Then as if on cue, Paul suddenly thrust his dick deeper into her pussy, shooting his load directly into her filled womb again. Rudeus was also done with his release as once he ensured that his new friend drank all of it, he began to hold tightly on Sylphiette's head and ram his hip at her face franticly.

Then, under the watch of his parents, Rudeus came, and this time the load of immature seed shot into Sylphiette's mouth before it also got swallowed by her.

After a long time of climaxing, the 3 of them finally collapse from exhaustion. Lilia and Zenith then look at each other before stepping over to help clean up the trio, before ending the day with a dinner joined by Roxy.

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Paul Greyrat walked the familiar streets of Roa, nostalgia tugging at him. It had been years since he last visited, and now, he returned not as a reckless adventurer but with his entire family by his side. Rudeus, his son, walked ahead, chatting with Sylphiette, while Zenith and Lilia kept a steady pace behind, Aisha in Zenith’s arms. Roxy matched his steps, her presence as steady as always.

The city brought back memories of his younger days—wild, untamed, and free. But now, as he looked at his family, a sense of pride swelled in his chest. He wasn’t just Paul the swordsman anymore. He was a father and a husband.

“Dad, hurry up!” Rudeus called out, grinning.

Paul smiled, picking up his pace. This wasn’t just a visit. It was a homecoming, and for the first time, he felt truly grounded. He wondered how long he would stay before the call of adventure returned.

“Let’s get there before lunch,” he replied, earning excited squeals from Rudeus and Sylphiette.

The trip to the Greyrat manor was a blur of laughter and chatter, the children exclaiming at every new sight they encountered. They finally reached the gate, where the Boreas branch greeted them warmly.

Philip, Paul’s cousin, smiled as he bowed. “Welcome, cousin.”

Paul nodded in acknowledgement, exchanging greetings with Phillip and his wife Hilda. Eris, their youngest daughter, stuck out like a sore thumb, scowling at everyone.

The atmosphere grew thick with tension as Paul’s family followed Phillip and Hilda into the house. Paul couldn’t help but feel a pang of discomfort. He knew the visit wasn’t going to be easy. But he had to come, for Rudeus.

He sat down on the couch beside Zenith, his eyes drifting around the room. It hadn’t changed much since he last saw it. But the sense of unease lingered, and Paul knew it was all because of Eris. She sat beside her mother, her face still scrunched up in a scowl.

“So, how is the life at the village?” Hilda asked, forcing a smile onto her face.

Zenith smiled back, her lips curving elegantly. “It’s quiet but peaceful, we enjoy it.”

Hilda nodded politely. “That’s nice. I bet Rudeus loves the wide open spaces.”

Rudeus’s eyes brightened at the mention of his name. “I do,” he said, leaning forward in his seat. “I have a lot of friends there.”

“Do you?” Eris asked, raising an eyebrow. “Do they have any of the same interests as me?”

Rudeus frowned, confusion colouring his cheeks. “I don’t know, what do you like?”

Eris scoffed. “You don’t even know what I like?”

Rudeus shrugged. “No, but you can tell me.”

“Fine.” Eris snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. “I like sword fighting and adventure.”

Rudeus’s face lit up. “Those are my interests too! Maybe next time I can show you where I usually fight the monsters."

Hilda’s expression soured, and Phillip cleared his throat. “Let’s leave that for another time, shall we?” he said, shooting Rudeus a warning glance.

Rudeus nodded quickly, sitting back in his seat. Paul placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently. He knew this visit wasn’t going to go as he imagined, but he didn’t want Rudeus to be disappointed.

Hilda relaxed, her smile warm as she turned to Rudeus. “How about Eris shows Rudeus around?”

Eris’s face twisted into a scowl, but before she could protest, Phillip gently nudged her forward. “Be a good host, Eris,” he urged, his voice firm but kind.

Reluctantly, Eris extended her hand to Rudeus. “Come on, Rudeus,” she muttered.

“Wait,” Zenith interjected, glancing toward Paul. “Don’t you think they should have someone with them, just in case?”

Paul nodded, his expression thoughtful. “Of course. Sylphiette can go along with them.”

Hilda beamed at the suggestion. “That would put me at ease. Thank you.”

With that settled, the three children left the room, while the rest of the family settled into a more relaxed mood. The chatter turned easy and familiar—Paul catching up with Phillip about their work, future plans, and shared memories. Across the room, Zenith laughed with Hilda, their conversation light as they discussed the children and family life.

As Paul looked around, he felt a wave of contentment wash over him. This was the life he hadn’t always imagined for himself—a loving family, moments of peace, and the laughter of his children filling the air. Glancing out the window, his eyes caught a glimpse of Rudeus in the courtyard. Paul smiled to himself, knowing that his son, too, was happy.

Outside, the three children made their way to the courtyard, Eris leading them with long, purposeful strides. Once they were alone, she let out an exaggerated sigh, flopping down onto a nearby bench.

“Ugh, that was so boring,” Eris groaned, stretching out her arms dramatically.

Sylphiette giggled, sitting down beside her. “What did you expect? We’re in the city now, not the forest.”

Eris rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. “I know that. But couldn’t it at least be *interesting*?”

Rudeus, who had been quietly observing their exchange, grinned mischievously. “How about a duel, then? Let’s see who’s better.”

Eris’s eyes lit up, a spark of excitement replacing her boredom. “Really? You think you can beat me?”

Sylphiette gasped, her hands clasping nervously. “Rudeus, are you sure about this?”

He offered her a reassuring smile. “I’m sure, Sylphiette. I can handle it.”

Eris jumped to her feet, drawing her sword with a gleam in her eye. “Fine! Sylphiette can be the judge.”

Sylphiette looked between them, hesitating before finally nodding. “Alright, but you both have to listen to me. Agreed?”

Rudeus nodded confidently. “I agree.”

Eris smirked, her usual scowl replaced with eager determination. “So do I.”

With Sylphiette standing as their judge, Eris and Rudeus squared off, their swords raised, eyes locked. They circled each other cautiously, waiting for the right moment to strike. Paul’s training echoed in Rudeus’s mind—his father had taught him well, and he was ready to prove it.

Finally, Rudeus made the first move, his sword slicing through the air with precision. Eris was quick to react, her blade meeting his with a satisfying *clang*. A smile tugged at her lips. “Not bad, Rudeus.”

Rudeus dodged her counterattack with ease, grinning. “You’re not bad yourself, Eris.”

Their duel quickly became a display of skill, their swords clashing and dancing with speed and grace. Sylphiette watched in awe, her gaze darting between them as neither seemed to gain the upper hand. Their movements were fluid, well-matched—each anticipating the other’s next move. But as the battle dragged on, Sylphiette’s brow furrowed. Something felt off.

Suddenly, Eris slammed her sword into the ground, her face flushed with frustration. “Stop! I don’t want to fight anymore.”

Rudeus, breathing heavily from exertion, took a step back. “Why not?”

Eris’s scowl returned, her arms crossed over her chest. “Because you’re too strong! It’s embarrassing.”

Sylphiette stood up, her expression thoughtful as she looked between them. “I don’t think that’s a good enough reason to stop,” she said softly, trying to mediate.

Eris’s face flushed with anger, her eyes narrowing into a glare. “Mind your own business, Sylphiette!”

Sylphiette, realizing she had overstepped, backed away, but it was too late. Eris’s frustration boiled over, and with a furious shout, she charged at Rudeus, sword raised high above her head. The suddenness of her attack caught him off guard, but he quickly composed himself, standing firm as she lunged.

Her sword arced downward, but Rudeus deftly deflected the strike with ease. In one swift motion, he caught her wrist, and with a simple twist, Eris was sent tumbling to the ground. Her sword clattered against the cobblestones, skidding across the courtyard with a metallic scrape.

Eris lay there for a moment, stunned, her pride bruised more than anything else. Rudeus extended a hand, offering to help her up, his expression calm. Before she could react, Sylphiette rushed over, retrieving Eris’s sword and offering it back with concern etched across her face. “Are you okay?” she asked softly.

But Eris jerked her hand away, yanking the sword from Sylphiette's grip with a scowl. “I don’t need your help!”

Rudeus chuckled, his amusement barely hidden. “Looks like you lost, Eris,” he teased lightly.

Eris’s teeth clenched, her face darkening with fury. “Shut up.”

Sylphiette, ever the peacemaker, gently placed a hand on Eris’s shoulder. “It’s alright, Eris. Rudeus won this round—”

“No, it’s *not* alright!” Eris snapped, shoving Sylphiette aside. “I was winning!”

Rudeus tilted his head, confusion flashing across his face. “But you agreed to listen to Sylphiette. She said I won.”

Eris’s face twisted into a scowl, her frustration palpable. “Who cares what Sylphiette said?!”

With a smirk, Rudeus tucked his hands behind his head, clearly enjoying the moment. “We agreed, Eris. The winner gets to decide what the loser has to do. And since I won, you have to do what I say.”

Eris’s face burned with anger and embarrassment, her fists clenching at her sides. “Fine!” she spat, her pride unwilling to let her back down, even in defeat.

Rudeus’s smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Well, if you’re not satisfied with the outcome, maybe we can duel in a different way? What do you say?”

Eris narrowed her eyes, wary. “What way?”

Rudeus shrugged nonchalantly. “That depends. Come with me and find out.”

Eris hesitated for a moment before nodding, following Rudeus toward her room, Sylphiette trailing behind them. Inside, Rudeus motioned for Eris to take a seat on the bed, then he sat down beside her.

Sylphiette hovered in the doorway, her brow furrowed with concern. “Rudeus—are you sure this is a good idea?”

Rudeus turned his head, a smile playing on his lips. “Sylphiette—have you ever seen a duel? Not sword fighting, but a different kind?”

Sylphiette shook her head, confused. “No...”

Rudeus grinned. “Then come and watch. Eris has already agreed.”

Eris, her curiosity piqued, leaned forward. “So, what’s the new duel?”

Rudeus reached down and unfastened the buckle of his belt. “First, we need to get comfortable.”

Eris frowned, her eyes widening as Rudeus slid his belt from his waist. “What do you mean?”

“Strip,” he said simply.

Eris stared at Rudeus like he’d lost his mind, her mouth falling open in shock. “What?”

“You heard me, Eris—strip. You agreed to listen to whatever I say, remember?”

Eris’s cheeks flushed pink, her face hot with anger and embarrassment. “You tricked me!”

Sylphiette stepped forward, a hand on Rudeus’s arm. “Rudeus—” she started, but Eris cut her off, her voice rising.

“Shut up! I know what you’re going to say, and it’s fine. I lost the duel. So if this is how Rudeus wants it, I don’t care.”

With those words, Eris stood up, her fingers quickly unlacing the ties of her shirt, letting it slide to the floor. Her leggings followed, then her undergarments, until she stood before Rudeus and Sylphiete in nothing but her skin.

Sylphiette gulped, looking between Rudeus and Eris with trepidation. “Are—are you sure about this, Rudeus?”

Rudeus smiled up at her, his confidence unwavering. ��Of course I am. Now strip, Sylphiette.”

Sylphiette hesitated, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. But Rudeus merely waited, his gaze expectant.

With a heavy sigh, Sylphiette gave in, stripping off her clothing, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Rudeus watched the pair with a grin, his eyes lingering on their bodies before standing and stripping off his own clothes. His dick, already hard, stood at attention, his balls hanging heavy between his legs. Eris’s gaze darted to it, her eyes growing wide.

“You’re still...” She trailed off, looking at Rudeus uncertainly.

Rudeus smirked, shrugging nonchalantly. “This is the kind of duel I wanted.”

Eris flushed pink again, but she made no move to stop him. Rudeus’s confidence grew, knowing he had them right where he wanted them.

“Well,” he started, turning to Sylphiette with a mischievous smile. “Why don’t we start with you, Sylphiette?” He leaned forward, kissing her lips gently, his hands wrapping around her waist.

Sylphiete’s eyes fluttered closed as Rudeus deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth. She groaned softly, her body melting against his. Rudeus held her tighter, his hands sliding down her back to cup her ass.

Eris watched them with a frown, her arms crossing tightly across her chest. “Hey! I thought this was a duel!”

Rudeus released Sylphiette, turning to Eris with a chuckle. “Oh, it is,” he said, his grin mischievous. “It’s a duel to see who can make the other orgasm first.”

Eris froze, her face burning hotly. “You can’t be serious.”

Rudeus shrugged, his hands already moving to his dick, stroking it slowly. “Why not? You agreed to do what I said.” He turned to Sylphiette again, pulling her closer. “Kiss me, Sylphiette.” He leaned back down, claiming her lips with his own.

Sylphiete’s hands slid up his chest, tangling in his hair as she kissed him back. Rudeus groaned, his dick throbbing in his hand as their tongues danced together.

Eris fidgeted nervously, her eyes darting between the two, her face hot. “I—I don’t want to do this,” she muttered. “You’re my cousin...”

Rudeus smirked against Sylphiette’s lips, then released her to turn to Eris. “Too late for that, Eris. You agreed. Now it’s your turn.” He motioned for her to come closer, his smile growing wider. “Come on—I won’t bite. Not unless you want me to.”

Eris swallowed hard, her heart thudding loudly in her chest. She glanced nervously at Sylphiette before taking a hesitant step forward. Rudeus leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead, his lips soft. “There—you see, I’m not so bad.” He guided Eris down onto the bed, his hands tracing along her body. “Now lie back,” he murmured softly. “And spread your legs for me.”

Eris obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest as Rudeus knelt between her legs. His hands stroked her thighs, spreading them wider apart as his gaze drank in the sight of her pussy. It was small and pink, glistening wetly with arousal. Rudeus couldn’t help but smile, his cock throbbing harder at the sight.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the inside of her thigh. Eris whimpered, her fingers tangling in the sheets as his mouth trailed up her leg, then down again. Her hips twitched, her breath catching in her throat.

Rudeus glanced up to see Sylphiette watching him, her face soft with wonder. He grinned, beckoning her over with a wave. She obeyed, climbing onto the bed and kneeling beside Eris’s head.

Eris turned her head to look up at Sylphiette uncertainly. Sylphiette smiled softly, brushing a stray strand of hair away from Eris’s forehead. “You’ll be fine,” she whispered.

Rudeus returned his attention back to Eris’s pussy, his breath ghosting across the skin as he spread her pussy lips wide with his fingers. She whimpered at the sensation, her hips jerking up off the bed. Rudeus chuckled, pressing a kiss to her pussy lips. His tongue slipped out, tracing along the folds of her pussy as his fingers played with her clit.

Eris let out a strangled moan, her hands clutching the sheets tightly. Rudeus smiled, his tongue circling around her clit with teasing slowness. Her legs trembled, her breath hitching in her throat. He could feel her tense, her muscles coiling as his tongue brought her closer and closer to the edge.

He glanced up at Sylphiette to see that she was watching him intently, her eyes soft and warm. He nodded subtly, and she leaned down to kiss Eris’s lips.

Eris gasped at the sudden touch, her hips jerking upward off the bed as her body suddenly stiffened. Rudeus’s tongue swirled around her clit once more, and her body spasmed, her pussy tightening as she came.

Rudeus held Eris’ hips down with his hands, his tongue still swirling around her clit as her orgasm crashed over her. He could taste the sweet saltiness of her cum, feel it dripping down his chin as he licked and sucked at her pussy.

Finally, Eris’ body relaxed, her limbs limp from exhaustion. Rudeus pulled back, wiping the cum off his face with a smile. Eris’ eyes fluttered open, her chest rising and falling with quickened breaths.

Rudeus leaned down and pressed his lips to her cheek. “Good girl,” he whispered. “You took it like a pro.”

Eris’ cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Shut up,” she muttered weakly.

Rudeus chuckled, before moving his hip up closer to Eris's face and said “Now it’s your turn, Eris. Make me cum.”

Eris stare at his dick, unsure what to do, then she looked up at Sylphietta, who was now looking down at her with a smile on her face. Then Rudeus said, “Come on Eris, you can do it...”

And with that, Eris started sucking his dick slowly as Sylphietta sat down beside them, looking down at them with a smile.

Rudeus felt his dick enter her warm mouth, and he couldn’t help but moan out loud as he started thrusting it deeper inside her mouth. He looked at Sylphiette as she looked down at him with a smile, he knew he would not hold on for long. "You are really good at this Eris, I wonder if you are as good as Sylphiette..." He said with a moan.

Then he suddenly thrust his dick deeper into her throat as she started to suck on him more vigorously. Rudeus moaned out loud as he feel his cum shot into her mouth.

Eris gagged and coughed, spitting out his cum from her mouth as Rudeus shot his load into her mouth, covering her mouth and lips with his cum. He pulled out as she was coughing, before leaning down to kiss her, forcing her to swallow the cum that was still in her mouth. He then broke their kiss with a smile, looking down at Eris who was covered in his cum. "See, I told you that you are good at this..."

Eris looked up at him with a glare, then she pushed him away before looking at Sylphiette for help. But Sylphiette was not there anymore, she had moved to the other side of the room, leaning on the door as if she was waiting for something.

"Alright then... now that you won the duel, you have to let me go..." Eris said with a grin as she got up from the bed.

But then she felt Rudeus's hand on her shoulder, pushing her back to the bed with a smile on his face. "No, the duel isn't over yet..." He said as he positioned himself between her legs.

Eris looked down at Rudeus with shock as Rudeus moved her legs apart. "What are you doing...?" She asked as she feel Rudeus dick on her pussy.

"The duel isn't over until one of us gives up or the other can't continue anymore..." Rudeus said as he position his dick in front of her pussy.

Eris then felt Rudeus thrusting into her, feeling something bursting inside her. She moaned out as Rudeus start fucking her, her virginity now taken by her cousin. "Ahahah... this feels so good..." She moans out.

Sylphiette then moved to watch them fuck, her own pussy wet from watching them. She then moved toward Rudeus' back, leaning down to kiss his back as she started rubbing his back with her hand. "Come on, Rudeus, fuck her harder..." She said as she licked Rudeus back.

Rudeus grunted at her words, his thrusting getting faster and rougher into Eris's pussy. Eris moaned out loud, her hips moving along with his thrusting. "I can't hold on anymore..." She moans.

Rudeus nodded, his hands then grabbing her hips as he start fucking her even faster and harder, pounding her pussy like never before. Eris suddenly felt her orgasm coming, her pussy squirts as she reached her orgasm.

She screamed in pleasure as Rudeus kept on pounding her pussy with his dick, making her orgasm even harder as he also reach his climax, shooting his cum into her pussy. "Ahhh..." He grunts as he cummed into her pussy again.

The two of them lay there, panting and moaning at each other as Rudeus slowly pull out of her pussy, letting the cum spilt from her pussy. Rudeus then lean down to kiss her lips, licking his cum from her lips before he stood up from the bed, looking down at Eris' pussy which was still overflowing with his cum.

Eris looked up at him, and then she slowly got up from the bed. "You win..." She said with a smile before she kissed Rudeus on his lips before she walked over to the door to open it.

And when she opened it, Paul was standing in front of her, smiling down at her. "Well, well well... looks like Rudeus had finally broken your virginity..." Paul said as he look down at Eris's pussy which still overflowing with cum.

Eris' cheeks turn red as she realized her uncle had just seen her cum covered pussy and her naked body. "U-uncle Paul..." She said in shame.

But Paul didn't seem to be angry. "So, are you done, Rudeus?" He asks.

Rudeus walked up to Eris and Paul, smiling up at his dad. "Yeah, I'm done. But Dad, I didn't expect you to be here...”

"I heard that you were fucking my niece and I thought I better check it out...” Paul said, still smiling as he looked at Rudeus.

Rudeus then moved up to his dad, looking up at him. "It's my first time, Dad..." He said, smiling up at him.

Paul chuckled, ruffling Rudeus's hair before leaning down to kiss his lips. "Congratulations, son...” He said softly before letting go of Rudeus's lips. "And now, I think it's my turn..."

Rudeus looked down at Eris with a smile before he let her go, allowing her to be taken by his dad. He then move over to Sylphiette who had been watching them the whole time, his dick already hard again. He kiss her as his hand grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to his hard dick. "My turn with you..." He whispered as he started kissing down her body.

Eris then looked up at Paul in shock as he walked to her, his dick now out of his pants, hard and ready. "Umm... Uncle Paul, are you sure about this..." She said nervously.

But Paul was not having it. "Yes, I'm sure..." He said as he pulled Eris back into the room and shut the door behind them. "I have to try such a young one like Sylphiette, and since Rudeus already have a taste of you, surely, you wouldn't deny me as well?..." He said as he grabbed Eris's hips and moved her toward the bed. "Now bend over..." He orders her.

Eris had no choice but to obey, bending over the bed as she look over her shoulder to see Paul walking closer to her, his dick in hand as he rub it against her pussy. She look at him hesitantly, unsure if she could take his dick inside her pussy which was already full of Rudeus cum. But Paul didn't care, he started thrusting into her without hesitation, making Eris gasp out in pain.

Her pussy was stretched as Paul start fucking her slowly, he was way bigger than Rudeus, and it hit her cervix in just one thrust. "Owwww, Uncle Paul..." Eris moans in pain, but Paul didn't care as he kept on fucking her roughly and faster, pounding her pussy with no mercy.

Eris scream out in pleasure as she feels Paul's dick in her pussy, her pussy getting stretched further and further. Rudeus' cum was leaking out of her pussy every time Paul's dick thrust in. "Uncle Paul, I can't hold on...” Eris moans as she feels her orgasm getting closer.

Paul grunted in response before he started fucking her even harder, his rough pounding making her scream in pleasure as her orgasm burst inside her like never before. She felt as if the whole room was turning as she screamed out loud, her pussy clamping around his dick as he came along with her. "Ahhhhh..." Paul grunts as his cum shoots into her pussy once again, filling her pussy to the brim with his cum as well as Rudeus's.

Paul then pull out as they both came, his cum spilling out of Eris's pussy, running down her leg and onto the floor. "That was so good..." Eris moans weakly as she felt Paul pat her on the head. "Good girl..." Paul said with a smile before squeezing her ass. "Now, how about you help Sylphiette on the other bed..." He asks, as Eris look over to the other bed and sees Rudeus and Sylphiette fucking each other on the bed. "I'm sure she needs your help..." Paul said with a chuckle as he smacked her ass one last time before pushing her toward them.

Paul couldn't help but smile at the sight of the 3 kids banging each other. It seems that his stay here at the estate will be very pleasurable.

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Later that day, Paul's family joined the Boreas family for dinner. But no one from the Boreas side besides Eris know about the session Paul and Rudeus had with their youngest. Rudeus sat beside his parents, chatting with Zenith and Paul about his day. Phillip and Hilda listened quietly, but Paul couldn't help but notice how Phillip's eyes would keep looking over to Rudeus as if he were interested in the kid. Well, he is a kid, thought Paul as he sipped his wine.

Zenith looked across the table to see Hilda smile at Rudeus as he was talking to them. Rudeus was a cute boy. Maybe too cute, Hilda thought to herself.

Zenith then looks over to Paul. But Paul was not interested in talking to them, instead, he was looking at Eris whose eyes had a look of shame in them. Paul couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's reaction. She knew that Paul saw her body and fucked her earlier, and she was shy about it.

But soon, the dinner was over and they returned to their respective room. Rudeus went to his room, falling asleep with Sylphiette snuggled beside him.

The night went on quietly, Rudeus and Sylphiete sleeping peacefully in their room. But then, suddenly, in the middle of their sleep, Rudeus woke up, feeling something wet and warm between his legs. He opens his eyes to see someone sucking on his dick. He blinked, still half asleep but when he look up to see who it was, he saw Hilda's face staring back at him, looking at him as she sucks on his small dick.

Rudeus jump in shock, his small dick slipping out of Hilda's mouth. "What are you...” Rudeus started before he was cut off.

Hilda quickly covered Rudeus' mouth with her hands. "Don't say anything..." She whispers, her eyes looking worriedly at the sleeping Sylphiette. Rudeus nodded, and Hilda slowly took her hands away from his mouth.

Rudeus could feel Hilda's warmth against him, she was still holding him down to the bed with her body as she looked down at him. Her lips were still wet from sucking his cock, her tongue running over her lips as she looks down at his small hard cock.

"You were so cute earlier with Eris..." Hilda said softly. "She told me about what you did to her...”

Rudeus' cheeks flushed at her words. "W-what did she say..." He asked, unsure what Hilda knew.

Hilda smiled down at him, her lips looking wet as she slowly leaned down to kiss him on his lips, her tongue slipping into his mouth. "She said that you fucked her like a man..." Hilda whispers as she breaks their kiss.

Rudeus looked up at her nervously, unsure what she would do next. But he didn't have to wait long as Hilda straddled on top of him, his hard dick pressing against her pussy lips through her dress.

Hilda looked down at Rudeus, her eyes full of lust and desire. "I want to feel your manly thing inside me..." She whispers as she leans down to kiss Rudeus again. "You're so lucky to have a manly thing at such a young age..." She said, her voice full of lust.

Rudeus blushed at her words but then she quickly lifted her hips, sliding his dick into her pussy in one smooth motion. Rudeus gasps out in surprise at how warm inside of her felt, but then he looked up to see Hilda moans softly as she moves her hips up and down slowly on his dick.

"Hmmm... this is so good..." Hilda moaned as she moved her hips even faster. "Eris told me how big you were...”

Rudeus just looked at her as she fucked him. She was older than his mom by a lot, but yet, she felt so good on top of his dick. And he could see her pussy lips hugging his dick tightly, making him feel as if he was a real man.

Hilda leans down to kiss him again as she continues to fuck him, her hips bouncing on top of his cock as his small hands grabbed her breasts through her dress. Hilda moans again, her breaths becoming heavier as she fucks him faster.

"I'm close..." Hilda moans as she starts rubbing her clit on top of his pubic bone. Rudeus nods as he watches her fuck herself on his dick with all her might, her hips slamming down on top of his small cock as she suddenly screams out in pleasure, her pussy tightening around his cock as she came.

Rudeus also felt his orgasm coming as he watches Hilda cum. "I'm gonna cum..." He moans, his hips bucking up from the bed as he suddenly cums inside her, making his small dick twitch with pleasure.

Hilda screams out in pleasure again as she felt his cum spurt into her pussy, it feels so good to be filled with a young boy's cum. She collapses on top of Rudeus as she panted heavily, his dick still twitching inside her as they came together.

Rudeus suddenly felt Hilda lift her body up from his. He looks up to see her smiling at him, still panting softly. "That was so good...” She whispers as she looks down between their legs where his dick was still sticking out of her. His cum was still leaking out of her pussy, but she didn't seem to care.

Hilda looks back at Rudeus before leaning down to kiss him gently on his lips. "Thank you..." She says softly before she pulls her hips up and stands up from the bed. She quickly dresses herself before looking down at Rudeus who was still lying on the bed, his dick still hard from their fucking.

Hilda smiles at the sight as she turns to walk away, but before she leaves, she turns back to him, her eyes full of desire. "Can you wake me up the same way you woke me up..." She whispers before she leaves the room, closing the door behind her.

Rudeus blinked, unsure of what she just meant, but he doesn't have to think too hard about it as he soon falls asleep again, dreaming of how good her pussy felt around his cock. Little does he know that it will soon become a regular thing for him to wake up to someone sucking on his cock.

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But at the other side of the Boreas estate, something even more scandalous was happening in Phillip's bedroom. As Rudeus was dreaming of Hilda's pussy, he was busy fucking his own daughter. Eris, who was so innocent and pure before this morning, was now spreading her legs for her own father. She was now sitting on his lap, bouncing up and down on his dick as she moans in pleasure.

Phillip looked down at his daughter's pussy lips, watching as his dick went in and out of her wet pussy. He had been looking at her all day, her youthful body calling to him like a siren. And now, he finally got his hands on her and her pussy that he had been wanting to fuck all day. He could still remember how it felt like when he first had a taste of her this morning with her cousin.

Eris suddenly moans loudly as her body suddenly stiffens, her pussy tightening as she came on his dick once again. "Ahhh...” Phillip grunts as he feels her cum drip down his cock and onto his balls.

Phillip then lifted her up, pushing her down onto the bed beside him. He leaned down and kissed her pussy before moving up her body to kiss her on her lips. “Now it’s my turn to ride you,” he whispered as he straddled on top of her, moving her legs apart and thrusting his cock back into her pussy.

Eris gasped at the sudden intrusion, her pussy still sensitive from her previous orgasm. She looked up at Phillip as he started moving his hips up and down on top of her, her breaths coming out in moans as he fucks her roughly.

Phillip started moving faster, his thrusts becoming more intense. Eris could feel him hitting her cervix with every thrust, her pussy stretching to its limit as he fucks her like a bitch. She could feel her orgasm coming again, and she knew that she won't be able to hold on for long.

She gasped and moaned with every thrust of his dick, her hands grabbing onto the sheets tightly as he fucked her with all his might.

“You’re such an easy slut, aren’t you?” Phillip grunted as he choked her, placing his hands around her neck. “To let Paul and Rudeus take your virginity, and now you are letting your father use your pussy like this...” He moaned as he fucked her harder and harder, her pussy lips gripping around his cock tightly. “I can't hold on anymore, I’m gonna cum...” Phillip gasped, his cock starting to twitch in pleasure.

Eris nodded weakly as his choking made it harder for her to speak. She could feel his cum spurting out inside her, his dick twitching as it pumps its load into her. She could feel it filling her up as she suddenly felt herself reaching another orgasm as well, her body suddenly twitching with pleasure.

Phillip suddenly released her neck, gasping in pleasure as he came along with his daughter. He collapsed on top of her, his breaths ragged as he panted on top of her body. “You’re a good girl, Eris,” he said softly before leaning down to kiss her again. “I love you, my dear daughter.”

Eris smiled weakly, looking up at her father as she listened to his words. “I love you too, father,” she replied softly as she smiled. It was strange, she thought. But she actually enjoyed it as well. And she can't wait to let her other family members use her body like this again. She may be young, but she knew that there was more to life than this, and she wanted it all. Phillip then lifted himself up from her body, pulling out his dick from her pussy as he smiled down at her. “Sleep tight, my dear. I will come again tomorrow night.” He said before he dressed himself up and walked out of the room, leaving Eris with a smile on her face and cum leaking out of her pussy.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Meanwhile, in Sauros's study, the two men were sitting in a pair of chairs, discussing the situation with Milteu. Paul was sipping his wine while he talked with Sauros, but what was strange about this meeting was that Lilia and Zenith were also in the room with them, but they were not talking to either of them. Instead, they were both sitting on the floor between the two chairs, each with their heads on the other's laps, sucking their dick like it was their job.

Sauros looks down at Zenith's head bobbing up and down on his cock before he looks over to Lilia who was doing the same on Paul's dick. “I never knew you could train them so well,” he said with a chuckle.

Paul shrugged, looking down at Lilia's head which was also bobbing up and down. “They are whore, it is their job to please us,” he says simply. “And I taught them well to make sure that they can do their job well enough.”

“How is Ghislaine doing?” Paul asks curiously. “Where is she now?”

“She is at the stables where we keep the horses,” Sauros answered. “Since men can't satisfy her, she went for the horse's cock instead.”

Paul nods in approval. “She is always been one of my favourites, so I can understand why she would want to try that out,” he said as he looked down at Lilia.

Sauros nods in agreement as they continue to chat about how the Milteu situation was going on, all while Lilia and Zenith continue to suck their cock, making sure they were satisfied enough. But they soon reach the point that they can't hold on any more, Sauros being the first to cum, his cum shooting into Zenith's mouth as she looks up at him.

Paul nodded as he looked down at Lilia. “You have done a good job, Lilia," he says before he caresses her hair. "Now swallow it all for me...”

Lilia nods before she slowly starts swallowing his cum, Paul watching her intently as she does so. “Good girl,” he said after she was done.

Sauros nodded in approval. “I see,” he said before he turns back to Lilia whose mouth was now leaking pre cum from her sucking.

The two of them then stood up and removed their dresses, revealing their naked bodies to the two men. Zenith then bends over on Sauros’ lap and begins to ride his cock while Lilia does the same with Paul. Both men let the two women do the fucking as they watch them with pleasure, enjoying how well Paul had trained his whores.

"I loved how her pussy is clenching around my cock, all those training really paid off wasn't it?" Sauros said, as he held both hands on Zenith's hip, increasing the strength of Zenith ramming down on him.
Zenith just nods her head as she moans out from his sudden thrust.

Zenith's breasts bounce with each of her thrusts, and Sauros can't help but lean forward to suck on her nipple, making her moan out loud with pleasure. Sauros then said, "How many cock you take today, Zenith?"

Zenith moans as she tries to answer. "Umphh... three... I think..." She said weakly.

Sauros chuckles as he leans back to the chair. "Then this one is the fourth one today for you. How many more can you take, Zenith..."

Zenith moans out weakly as she feels Sauros' cock hitting her cervix with each of her thrusts, her pussy getting stretched to its limits. "As much as you want, master..." She replied weakly as she suddenly gasped in surprise as she reached her orgasm. "Ahhh... I'm cumming..." She moans as her body shivers in pleasure.

Sauros then thrusts his hips up to meet her thrust, fucking her pussy roughly as he also reached his orgasm. “Good girl...” He grunts before he cums into her pussy, feeling his cum spurting into her tight pussy. He then pats Zenith's ass before he pulls out, letting his cum spill out of her pussy onto his dick.

Over on the other side, Lilia was also riding Paul's cock roughly, bouncing up and down as she fucks herself on his cock. "Ohh Paul, your cock is so good..." She moans softly as she thrusts her pussy down harder on his cock.

Paul grunts in response as he grabs her hips and starts fucking her roughly from the bottom, making her scream in pleasure as she felt his cock hitting her cervix. Lilia suddenly gasps as she reaches her orgasm once again, her pussy tightening around Paul's cock as he keeps on fucking her rougher. “Ahhh... I’m cumming again...” She screams out loud.

But Paul doesn't care, he keeps on fucking her even harder as he reaches his own orgasm. “Fuck yeah, I'm gonna cum again...” He grunts as his cum spurts into her pussy once again. He thrusts his dick in and out of her pussy a few times more before pulling out, letting his cum drip onto his cock.

The two women then fell to the side as they panted in pleasure. Paul and Sauros smile at each other before they stand up and pull the two women up with them. “Come on, both of you are doing great today,” Sauros said as he pats both women on their asses. "Now it's time for bed..." He said with a smile before he turned and walked out.

"Maybe you should try out Eris as well, she is way tighter than these two..." Paul said as he turned to follow Sauros out.

Sauros nods at Paul's words. “Yeah, maybe I should,” he says as they walk out of his study, ready to start again tomorrow. It looks like the Boreas family was going to be enjoying Rudeus and his family's stay here at their estate. And so were Rudeus’ family themselves... but for a very different reason.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-

The next morning at the Boreas' family dining room, everything was back to normal, with everyone having their breakfast as they talked to each other. Even Rudeus and Eris were chatting and laughing with each other as if nothing happened last night. But of course, they both know that something did happen and that they enjoyed it.

After breakfast, Sauros had called for Eris to go to his study for something. Eris looked at her mom nervously, but she just smiled at her. "Don't worry Eris, I'm sure it will be alright..." Hilda said softly.

Eris nodded before she stood up and walked out of the dining room to follow her grandfather to his study. The study was quite big, with many books shelved against the walls. There was also a small table in the middle of the room with 4 chairs, one on each side. Sauros sat down on one of the chairs on one side, pointing at Eris to sit down on the opposite chair.

Eris did as he said, sitting down on the chair as she waited for Sauros to say something. Sauros smiled at her, looking at her with a serious expression. “Eris, what do you think of your cousin?” He asked curiously. Eris looks back at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” She asks back.

Sauros smiled again before he leaned forward, his hand moving down to his pants where he was already hard. “What I meant is that do you enjoy it when your cousin fuck you?” He asks curiously.

Eris blushed at his question, her cheeks getting red. “Umph... y-yes, I did...” She said weakly.

"But it unfair to leave me out of it, you know?" Sauros then said with a smile. "I am your grandfather, after all, I deserve to know what my own granddaughter tastes like."

Eris' eyes widen in shock at Sauros' words. He had never acted like this before, and she never thought that he would say such things to her. She knew that he was a dirty old man, but this... this was too much. But when he asked her again, she nodded her head weakly.

Sauros grinned as he stood up, pulling Eris up with him. His hand then began to roam her underage body as he whispered into her ear. “Then let us start...”

Eris could only gasp in surprise as Sauros started kissing her. His hands then began to grope her body as his tongue ran along the side of her neck, making her shiver in pleasure. Eris then moans weakly as Sauros pulls down her skirt and panties, exposing her wet pussy to him. Sauros smiles as he looks down at her wet folds, knowing that she is enjoying this as well.

He then pulls down his pants and underwear as well, revealing his already hard cock. “Do you want me to take you like your cousin did?” Sauros asks curiously, his hands still roaming her body.

Eris nods weakly, unable to deny her grandfather. She then bends down and takes his dick in her mouth, sucking on it as Rudeus had taught her. Sauros grunts in pleasure as he felt his dick in her wet mouth, enjoying the feeling of her tongue running along his length. “Good, girl...” He grunted softly.

But soon, Eris felt Sauros pulling her up from his cock. Sauros then smiled down at her before leaning down and kissing her again. He then turns her around and pushes her down onto the table, making Eris moan weakly as she lies down on top of the table. Sauros then pulls apart her legs and thrusts his hard dick into her wet pussy, making Eris scream in pain as she felt Sauros' dick stretching her pussy.

Sauros grunts in pleasure at the feeling of Eris' tight pussy on his dick. It was so tight, even tighter than any woman he had fucked. He could feel the head of his cock hitting her cervix as he thrust in and out of her. And as he fucks her, he leans down and begins kissing her, making sure that she was enjoying it as well.

Eris moans in pleasure as Sauros fucks her. It was so good, feeling his big dick inside of her, stretching her pussy to its limits. She could feel herself reaching her orgasm as she grabbed onto his hair and started kissing him back, her tongue running into his mouth.

Sauros moans as he feels Eris reaching her orgasm. Her pussy was tightening around his dick as he fucks her with all his might, making him reach his own orgasm as well. He starts fucking her faster, making her scream out in pleasure as he pounds her pussy with his dick.

“Cum with me, Eris...” Sauros grunted before he suddenly cums inside her, his cum spurting into her womb as he fucked her even harder.

Eris screams out in pleasure again as she feels his cum filling up her womb, her pussy clenching tightly around his dick. She reaches her orgasm along with him, her body shaking with pleasure as he fucked her rougher.

Sauros then slowly pulls out of her, letting their mixed cum drip out of her pussy. He looks down at Eris who is looking at him weakly, a smile on her lips. “Was that good?” He asks with a grin.

Eris nodded weakly before she smiled again. “It was, Grandpa...” She replied before she looks down between their legs, seeing the cum dripping from her pussy. “But not enough..." She whispers.

Sauros' eyes widened in surprise at her words. “What do you mean, not enough?” He asks curiously. Eris suddenly leans down and licks his dick clean before looking up at him. “I want more of your manly thing, Grandpa..." She said softly before she smiled at him with a lustful gaze in her eyes. "Please, grandfather..." She begs.

Sauros couldn't believe it, but he could see it in her eyes. She really wanted more of his dick. He had no choice but to grin and nod at her, pulling her up and turning her around once again.

Eris gasped as Sauros entered her once again, this time from the back he started fucking her again. Sauros then bent down to whisper in her ear, "You really are a whore, aren't you?" He grunted as he fucks her harder.

Eris moaned as she felt his dick inside her once again, stretching her pussy to the limits. “Yes... grandfather..." She moaned softly. "Please fuck me again..." She begs. "Fuck me as hard as you can..." She said with a pout, making Sauros grin in approval.

Sauros then grabs her hair and pulls her head back before he starts fucking her as hard as he can, making Eris scream out in pleasure. "Yes... yes... Grandpa..." She screams as Sauros fucked her harder and harder. "Please fill me up with your cum..." She begs, making Sauros laugh in pleasure as he fucks her.

Sauros can feel himself reaching his orgasm once again as he fucked Eris. He grunts in pleasure before he cums inside her once again, filling her womb with his cum once again. Eris reaches her orgasm with him once again, screaming out in pleasure as his cum filled her up again.

Sauros pulls out of her as their cum drips out of her pussy, smiling down at the sight. “You really are good for your age...” He said with a grin before he pulled her up.

Eris smiles back at him weakly as she stands up, holding onto his arm for support. “Thank you, Grandpa..." She smiles before she leans forward to kiss him again. Sauros kisses her back, enjoying how her lips taste before he smiles down at her once again.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

And that is how the Boreas Family got a hold of Eris’ pussy. Meanwhile, Rudeus was out practising his swordsmanship with Ghislaine at the same time, but not with Phillip. Phillip, however, went to Paul and his wife's room to join them for another round of fun.

Paul, Hilda, Lilia and Zenith were all naked in the bed as Phillip entered the room. Roxy was also in the room, but she was still sleeping on the bed next to them. The four of them were all holding each other as they fuck each other, enjoying each other's company.

When Phillip entered the room, the four of them didn't even notice. They were too focused on enjoying each other's bodies as they fucked each other. But soon, Hilda felt something hard poking her in the ass and looked up to see Phillip smiling down at her.

Hilda smiled back at him as she continues to fuck Paul from the top. "Hey Phillip...” She smiles as she greets him. "You want to join in on the fun as well?"

Phillip just smiles before he leans down to kiss her again. "Of course, I do..." He whispers as he kisses her again.

Lilia and Zenith smiled at each other as they watched the two of them kiss. The two of them then lean down and start kissing each other as well, enjoying each other’s company. Paul watches the two of them kissing before he grins, enjoying the sight of two of his whores kissing each other.

Phillip then moves in behind Hilda as she was still on top of Paul, her pussy bouncing up and down on top of his dick. Phillip then grins as he pushes his hard dick into her ass, making Hilda moan loudly as she felt him stretching her ass to its limits.

"Ow... Phillip..." Hilda moaned as she felt his dick stretching her asshole. "Please go easy on me..." She begs.

Phillip grins at her request before he starts moving his hips behind her, slowly thrusting in and out of her ass. Hilda moans again at the feeling of Phillip's dick inside her ass, stretching her asshole to its limits.

Meanwhile, Lilia and Zenith continue to kiss each other, enjoying the taste of each other’s lips. Paul watches them before he reaches out to grab Lilia's breast in his hand, making her moan weakly against Zenith's lips. Zenith smiles weakly before she moves her mouth down to Lilia's breasts to suck on her nipples, making Lilia moan louder in pleasure.

Phillip grunts as he felt Hilda's asshole squeezing around his dick, her ass feeling so tight. He can see that Hilda is now bouncing up and down faster and faster, her orgasm coming soon as well. "I'm gonna cum..." Hilda suddenly gasps out loud.

Phillip nods as he fucks her ass harder, making sure she was enjoying it. Hilda then reaches her orgasm as she screams out loud, her pussy and asshole tightening around both their dicks as she cums. Paul grunts in pleasure as well as he cums along with her, feeling his cum spurting out into her pussy.

Phillip grunts again before he also reaches his own orgasm, filling up her ass with his cum. He then pulls out, letting their mixed cum leak out of her asshole. "That was good..." Phillip said with a grin as he looked down at Hilda who was panting softly.

Hilda nods in agreement before she smiles back at him. "I know, it always feels so good..." She replies with a grin.

Phillip just grins again before he turns and walks out of the room, leaving the three of them on the bed. Zenith pulls away from Lilia's nipple and looks up at Paul, still holding his hard dick inside her pussy. "Why don't we have another round, Paul?" Zenith asks with a grin.

Paul grins back at her as he nods. "That is a good idea, Zenith..." He said as he moved his hips again, making Zenith moan out loud with pleasure. Lilia then moves her head down to her pussy and starts licking it, making Zenith scream out in pleasure.

The fun lasted for a few more hours before Paul and Philiip left the room to do their jobs and other things, leaving the women in a mess inside the room. And they were not the only ones, as Rudeus and Ghislaine were also fucking each other in the stables while the horses watch them. And as for Eris, she was back in her room, sleeping alone in her bed. But it will not be like this for long...

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-
But peace didn’t last. Just a week after Paul and his family settled at the Boreas estate, disaster struck—the Teleportation Incident. A blinding light consumed the skies, distorting the landscape and shattering the very fabric of space. In the blink of an eye, they were all torn away from the world they knew.

Rudeus, by some stroke of fate, found himself teleported with Eris, the two landing together in an unfamiliar and harsh environment. As they adjusted to the strange new surroundings, fear gnawed at them, but at least they had each other.

Meanwhile, Sylphiette and Roxy weren’t as fortunate. The chaos of the incident had flung them to entirely different, unknown parts of the world. Paul had no idea where they were, or even if they had survived.

Paul himself awoke in an equally foreign land, surrounded by Zenith, Lilia, and, surprisingly, Hilda. Relief washed over him at first—his family was alive. But the stark reality quickly set in. They were alone, miles away from home, with no way of knowing where the others were or if they were safe. The world that once felt so solid and familiar now seemed like a shattered puzzle, each piece scattered to the wind.

Paul clenched his fists, his mind racing with the weight of their predicament. Though his heart ached for Rudeus, Sylphiette, and Roxy, he knew he had to stay strong. The priority was survival, regrouping, and finding a way back to each other.

As the winds of uncertainty howled around them, Paul steeled his resolve. They had faced danger before, and they would do it again. With Zenith, Lilia, and Hilda by his side, they would navigate this new world—and, one way or another, Paul would bring his scattered family back together.

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After the Teleportation Incident, Rudeus woke up under a strange crimson sky on the Demon Continent, with Eris unconscious beside him. The place felt dangerous, nothing like home. When Eris came to, they quickly realized they were stuck in this harsh, unfamiliar land, with no clue where their family had ended up.

When things seemed to be going from bad to worse, they ran into a monster. Before they could react, a man appeared out of nowhere and took it down instantly. The man introduced himself as Ruijerd, a member of the Superd race. Despite his intimidating reputation, he offered to help them, saying he’d protect them while they figured out what to do next.

Despite his fearsome reputation as a killer, Ruijerd proved to be an honourable and skilled warrior. He agreed to help Rudeus find a way back home in exchange for a small fee. However, he didn't mention anything about the fee at first, But gradually, along their journey, Rudeus somewhat knew what he wanted from the way he looked at Eris.

And Rudeus couldn't really blame the man. As for a 12-year-old, Eris's body is already blooming slowly, from top to bottom, she has some kind of allure that attracts other men.

Then, a few days after they started their journey, Ruijerd offered to teach Rudeus and Eris some fighting skills, to which the 2 agreed. And that leads to the current situation.

Ruijerd stood with his arms crossed, watching as Rudeus and Eris sparred under the blazing sun. Eris, her sword swinging with precision, lunged at Rudeus, who quickly dodged and fired off a small wind spell in her direction. She blocked it, grinning.

“Not bad,” Ruijerd said, his deep voice breaking the silence. “But Eris, your stance is too rigid. You’re relying too much on strength.”

Eris panted, looking frustrated. “I’m trying, but it’s hard!”

“Power isn’t everything,” Ruijerd replied, stepping forward. “It’s about control. Watch.”

He moved in front of Rudeus, motioning for him to strike. Rudeus hesitated, then fired off another wind spell. With a simple motion, Ruijerd deflected it, his body barely moving.

“See? Effortless. If you force your movements, you’ll waste energy.”

Rudeus nodded, taking mental notes. “I understand. It’s about efficiency.”

“Exactly.” Ruijerd turned to Eris. “Now, relax your grip. Try again.”

Eris adjusted her hold on the sword, and when she attacked this time, her movements were smoother and more controlled. Ruijerd smiled slightly. “Better. You’ll get there.”

Rudeus watched, impressed. He makes it look so easy, he thought, but he knew there was a lot to learn before he could match that level of skill.

“Both of you are improving,” Ruijerd added. “But remember—focus. Training isn’t just about strength. It’s about survival.”

Ruijerd stepped behind Eris, his large hand gently resting on her sword hand. “You’re too tense,” he said, his voice calm. “Loosen up.”

Eris stiffened slightly but nodded. Ruijerd’s other hand lightly touched her hip, guiding her into a better stance. “Here, shift your weight forward. Don’t lean back—it’ll throw you off balance in a real fight.”

Eris swallowed, feeling her face flush, but she focused on his words. “Like this?” she asked, adjusting as he directed.

“Exactly,” Ruijerd said, stepping back. “Now try again.”

Eris swung her sword, and this time, the movement felt smoother, more natural. She glanced at Ruijerd, who gave her a nod of approval.

“Much better,” he said. “Now, remember that feeling. Balance and control.”

Rudeus watched from the side, quietly absorbing the lesson. “You’re improving, Eris,” he said with a small grin.

Eris smirked, a bit of her usual fire returning. “I’m getting there.”

But Rudeus noticed it, as Ruijerd's hand at Eris's hip moved up a bit, just rubbing lightly under her small chest. Rudeus pretended that he didn't see it, but in the end, he knew where this would lead.

That night, after a simple dinner of roasted meat and vegetables, they settled down for the night. Rudeus and Eris were talking softly by the fire when Ruijerd began to talk.

“I have a favour to ask,” he said, looking between them.

Rudeus glanced at him, curious. “What?”

Ruijerd hesitated, and for a moment Rudeus wondered if he had misspoken. “I... I’ve never been with a human kid before,” he said quietly. “I’d like to experience it. I’ve seen Eris, and... I want to know what it feels like.”

Eris, Rudeus noted, didn’t look surprised, just thoughtful. He knew she wasn’t entirely comfortable, but he knew she’d consider it.

“I see,” Rudeus said, pondering it. “Well... I suppose we could talk about it.”

Ruijerd’s expression turned hopeful. “Really? I would be grateful.”

Rudeus smiled at Eris, who nodded slightly. “Alright. It’s agreed then.”

Ruijerd relaxed, seeming almost relieved. “Thank you,” he said softly. “I will make sure she is taken care of.”

Rudeus shrugged. “I don’t think you need to worry about that. Just do it.”

A few hours later, Ruijerd had led Eris off to his tent, leaving Rudeus alone by the fire. He could hear a faint noise that lit up his curiosity. So Rudeus slowly sneaks toward the tent. From the small opening, Rudeus could see Ruijerd giving Eris a deep kiss, as her throat moved as if drinking something. The man large hand roamed her small ass, while the other pushed under her shirt and rubs her back. Rudeus could see that Eris was naked from the waist up, her chest almost completely bare in the dim light of the tent.

Rudeus saw that Ruijerd was looking at her body with passion, his hand reaching for her breast. His hands touched her small chest before he cupped them in his hand. “So modest...” he sighed, making Eris moan softly.

Rudeus watches as Ruijerd slowly pushes up her shirt until her whole torso is bare. Then, Ruijerd brought his hands down to her chest again and pinched both her nipples. Eris gasps softly and bites his lip harder, not wanting to scream. Rudeus watched as Ruijerd toyed with her mould, making her squirm and moan softly.

“You know... I thought you’d be smaller than this,” he mused.

Rudeus could hear Eris breathing heavily as Ruijerd kept playing with her chest. Then, Rudeus saw him lean down and take one into his mouth, sucking softly. Eris moans louder, her eyes going wide as she feels Ruijerd's tongue playing with her tips. Ruijerd then released her chest before he moved his head down to the other one. He did the same thing, making Eris moan even louder. Rudeus sees that her legs are quivering as well.

She can't hold it back anymore, and she starts to whimper.

“Hmmm...” Rudeus heard him sigh as he continued to suckle on her chest. “They really are cute...”

Eris moans louder as Rudeus feels a bulge coming up from his own dick. He looks down and saw his dick was fully hard and throbbing. Rudeus' hands reach down and started massaging his dick through his pants, looking at Eris who was moaning loudly.

Rudeus can hear Ruijerd saying something as he pulls down her skirt and underwear, revealing her pussy to him. He pulls back as well before he lowers his pants, revealing his own fully erect dick to her. It was big, way bigger than both Rudeus and Eris had ever seen. Eris' eyes widen at the size of it before she gasps as Ruijerd pushes her down onto the bed. He then spreads her legs wide before he brings his face down between her legs.

“Ohhh...” Eris moans softly as Rudeus hears Ruijerd's head moving. Rudeus looked again and saw Ruijerd's face was now between Eris’ legs, his tongue licking her pussy.

“Ummm... you taste good,” Rudeus heard Ruijerd say with a sigh. "Way more than the demon kids I was with before."

Eris moans again before she pushes back against Ruijerd's mouth. He continues to lick her pussy, making her whimper louder and louder as her orgasm builds up inside of her. He keeps on licking until Eris suddenly reaches her orgasm, her body shaking with pleasure as she screams out loudly.

“Mmmm...” Ruijerd grunts before he stands up and pushes her legs up. “And now... let us try the main course...”

Eris looks up at him weakly as Ruijerd guides his dick to her pussy. She felt it push inside of her, stretching her pussy even more than Rudeus ever did. Rudeus watches as his dick fully enters her, Eris toned belly bulged up slightly as the large thing enters her pussy.

Rudeus was now fully stroking his own dick, enjoying the sight of his cousin getting fucked by another man. And he was sure she was enjoying it as well, he heard her moans getting louder as Ruijerd starts fucking her. His hips moved back and forth, fucking her with all his might.

He keeps on fucking her as Eris moans out louder and louder. “Ow, ow...” She gasps each time his dick pushes into her. "It’s too big...” She cries out softly.

Ruijerd grins as he looks down at her. “Yeah, I know,” he said with a grin. “But you’re tight and warm...” He sighs, feeling the glans hitting Eris's cervix each time he rams in.

He keeps on fucking Eris until Ruijerd felt his dick reaching its limits. He grunts in pleasure before he leans down and kisses her again, his hand moving down to rub at her chest.

Eris gasped as his hands moved down to play with her chest, her body quivering with pleasure as well. She felt the walls of her pussy clenching around his dick as she reaches her own orgasm. “Hhh...” She moans weakly.

Ruijerd keeps on kissing her as she feels his dick moving in and out of her again, slamming into her harder than ever. Eris screamed out in pleasure, her orgasm reaching a new height as Ruijerd fucked her. Finally, Ruijerd reaches his orgasm as well, his dick pulsating as it fills up her womb with his hot cum. Eris moans out loud again as she feels the warm cum filling her up.

Ruijerd pulls out after a while, his cum dripping out of her pussy. Eris looks up at him tiredly before she smiles weakly. “That was nice...” She said softly before she yawned weakly.

Ruijerd smiles down at her as well before he leans down to kiss her again. “I know,” He said with a grin before he turned around and called out to Rudeus. “Rudeus, you can come in now.”

Rudeus blushed slightly as he entered the tent. Eris was lying down on the bed, her body fully naked now while Ruijerd was kneeling next to her, his dick still semi-hard. Rudeus felt his own hard dick throbbing as he looks at his cousin.

“You were watching?” Eris asked curiously, looking down at his pants. Rudeus nods sheepishly. “Yes...” He said weakly.

Eris blushed slightly before she giggled. “You must have been enjoying it...” She teased before she looks down at his pants again, seeing his dick fully hard. “Ohhh... you’re leaking again...”

Rudeus blushes harder before he pulls down his pants and underwear, revealing his fully hard dick to Eris and Ruijard. Ruijard's eyes widen in surprise at the size of his dick, not knowing that the boy had such a big one. Eris just laughs before she turns to Ruijerd. “He’s big for a kid his age...”

Ruijerd nods slightly before he looks back at Rudeus. “Then let’s have some fun as well,” He said with a smile as he turn Eris over, holding her legs wide to let Rudeus the full view of her gaping hole still dripping with cum. “Come on, let’s fill her up again...”

Rudeus blushed at the offer before he nodded, walking towards the 2 of them. He sits down on the bed as well and moves his hard dick towards her pussy. Ruijerd holds Eris’ legs open as he guides them inside of her again. Rudeus grunts in pleasure as he feels her tight pussy gripping his dick. Eris moans as well, enjoying the feeling of another hard dick inside of her.

Ruijerd watches with interest as Rudeus fucked Eris with a hungry expression on his face. He had never seen a kid fucked like that before. But he knew he wanted more from both of them. Ruijerd then moved his penis next to Eris's face, and he didn't need to say anything as Eris understood what he want as she open her mouth and let Ruijerd push his member in. She began to suck at it like she did to all men that ever took her before, while Rudeus picked up his pace as he pistoning in and out of her pussy.

Ruijard moaned at the pleasure, looking at Rudeus who was fucking Eris even harder.

Rudeus grunted in pleasure again as he fucked her faster and faster. He could see her reaching her orgasm again as well, her moans becoming louder and louder as he fucks her. Ruijerd couldn't believe his eyes as he felt Eris reaching her orgasm, her pussy tightening around Rudeus' dick. And with one final thrust, Rudeus reaches his own orgasm as well, filling up her womb again with his hot cum.

Ruijard can't help but grunt at the sight before he reaches his own orgasm, filling up Eris's mouth with his own hot cum. He felt Eris swallowing his cum eagerly like she wanted more of it. And she was not wrong, as Ruijard felt himself cumming again and again, filling her mouth up with his cum until she could swallow no more. He pulls out of her mouth as the rest of his cum drips down her lips.

And as Rudeus pulls out from her pussy, more cum drips out of her as well. Both of them were panting heavily, both of their faces flushed in pleasure. “That was good...” Eris said tiredly, smiling weakly at both of them.

Ruijerd nodded in agreement before he laid down next to them. “I agree. I have never had this much fun in my life...” He said, looking at Rudeus and Eris.

Rudeus nods in agreement as well as he lays down between them, his head resting on Ruijerd's chest while Eris rests her head on his stomach. The 3 of them just lay down together, enjoying each other’s company before falling asleep. But as they fell asleep, Ruijerd thought to himself. They were not the only ones on the continent, there was another he had to inform. And they will have a long journey ahead.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Ruijerd took them to a small settlement for them to rest for a few days before continuing on their journey. Both Rudeus and Eris agreed, tired from the long days of travel. As they enter the settlement, Rudeus looks around, seeing many people as well. He notices a few of them staring at him and Eris before he ignores them as well.

They enter the elder house that Ruijerd was familiar with. They talked about many things, and Rudeus turned worried after he and Eris learnt of Ruijerd's past, of what the Superd race is and how they end up getting wiped out.

As they talk, the tent opens up as a woman enters, which causes Rudeus to shout out in surprise.

"M-master Roxy?!"

The woman, however, looks at him in confusion, "Roxy? No. My name is Rokari." She smiles gently, placing the tray of drinks down in front of them. "Roxy is actually my daughter you know?"

Rudeus's eyes widen, as Rokari, or more correctly, Roxy, his master is the exact copy of her mother, as besides her personality, everything else is like a copy of Rokari. Looking at the familiar face, but a different person resurfaced some memory in Rudeus as he felt his pants tighten up. And Rokari didn't miss that.

"Ufufu, so vigorous. So you said your name is Rudeus, yes?" She asked, standing up.

"Y-Yes..."

"Maybe come to my tent later, I would love to hear some story about Roxy since it has been so long since she left this place." She said with a wink, "Sadly my husband is out for the moment, but I can retell it to him later." Rokari finishes, before turning around and walking out. Leaving a dumbfounded Rudeus looking at her back. While Ruijerd returns his focus back to the talk with the elder.

And Eris was just smiling at the expression on Rudeus's face.

So, it was a done deal for Rudeus that he was going to pay Roxy's mother a visit. After Ruijerd left him to go speak with the elder more. Rudeus walked towards Rokari's tent, his dick already half-hard by the time he reached her tent. He knocked softly before he entered, seeing Rokari already sitting on the bed.

Rokari smiled when she saw Rudeus enter, "Rudeus, I'm so glad you came. I would hate to be left alone for the whole night." She said as she patted her bed. "Come, sit down..."

Rudeus nodded before he sat down on her bed as well. Rokari smiled again before she leaned forward to kiss him on the lips. Rudeus didn't hesitate before he kissed her back, enjoying the feel of her lips. Rokari was a beauty, her beauty was way more than Roxy and she had some kind of mature aura that attracted him. He pushes her down before he lies down on top of her, continuing their kiss.

Rokari moans softly in pleasure, enjoying his kiss. Then she felt him reaching under her skirt, sliding his hand up her thigh. Rokari blushed slightly at his touch before she moans again as he reaches her pussy. Rudeus's finger rubs at her slit, making her moan louder.

Rokari pulls back, her face flushed with pleasure. "Wait, I want to see you first..."

Rudeus smiles before he pulls off her clothes, revealing her body. She truly wasn't like Roxy, as Rudeus's finger traced along from her hip to her chest, it felt different, more aged, mature. He doesn't hesitate before he starts kissing down her chest, sucking on her breasts. Rokari gasped in pleasure as she felt Rudeus' tongue playing with her nipples, making her quiver with pleasure. Then she feels Rudeus moving down, his finger rubbing at her lower lips, moistening it in mere seconds as he slides in a single finger.

Rokari starts to shake with pleasure as Rudeus's finger enters her pussy again, making her gasp. “Oh...” She moans softly as he fingers her faster.

Rokari gasps again as Rudeus adds another finger to her pussy, his finger stretching her more and more. She quivered again before she felt the orgasm building up inside of her body.

“Faster...” She begs, making Rudeus smirk again. He pushes his fingers in even more, stretching her more and faster.

“Hhh, hhh...” Rokari gasps and moans. Her body quivers again as the orgasm builds up before she screams out loud, her orgasm washing over her. Rudeus keeps on fingering her until she reaches another orgasm, and another, and another. Until Rokari finally tells him to stop, unable to handle it anymore.

Rudeus stops, panting as well, before he grins down at Rokari who is lying down on the bed. “Not bad, hmmm...”

Rokari nods weakly in agreement before she smiles back at him. “You’re better than my husband...” She jokes.

Rudeus just grins before he turns her over, moving behind her. She could feel his hard dick rubbing at the back of her thighs before he guides it towards her pussy. He slides inside her easily, his dick pushing inside of her pussy with ease. Rokari moans at the feeling of his hard dick entering her again.

Rudeus moans as well before he starts to fuck her again, enjoying the feeling of her warm pussy around his dick. He thrusts in and out faster and faster, his hips slamming against her ass with each thrust. Rokari screams out loud as she enjoys the feeling of his dick filling up her pussy. They fuck for a few more minutes before Rudeus pulls out, his dick hard and pulsating. Rokari looks back, panting before she smiles weakly at him.

Rokari turns over before she kneels down in front of Rudeus and smiles weakly. “Now, let me repay you.” She says with a grin.

Rudeus smiles back before he moves closer, guiding his dick towards her face. Rokari doesn't hesitate before she opens her mouth and takes in his dick. She starts to suck at it, her tongue playing with his dick before she deepthroats him fully.

“Hhh...” Rudeus moans in pleasure as he holds her head down. “That’s good...” He grunts.

Rokari just nods, enjoying sucking on his dick. She keeps on sucking until Rudeus feels his orgasm coming. He pulls out just in time, his cum spurting out of his dick and hitting her face. She gasps at the sudden taste of his cum before she takes it all in her mouth, swallowing all of his cum. Rudeus smiles again at the sight.

Then, his hand reached down and caressed the back of Rokari's head, before grabbing a handful of her blue hair, "Let me show you how I claimed your daughter..." he said, before slamming her face down to his crotch. Rudeus glans hitting at the back of her throat in one thrust causing Rokari to choke in surprise. But she knows what he wanted, as she reached down and grabs his thigh, opening her mouth wider to accept his dick.

Rokari felt his glans rubbing against her throat each time he fucked her face before she finally managed to relax and deepthroat him fully. She felt his large balls hitting her chin as Rudeus held her head down, fucking her mouth. He thrusts faster and faster before she feels his orgasm coming, his cock throbbing in bubbling lust. She braced herself as his warm cum fills up her mouth, spilling over the sides of her lips and down to her chin.

But Rudeus doesn't stop even then, instead, he pulls his dick out before he pushes her down onto the bed. Rokari could only gasp as he grab at her braided hair like a handle, before ramming his cock into her pussy again. Her whole body shakes as his dick fills her up fully, stretching her pussy out. She can feel the walls of her pussy stretching out as his glans hit her cervix with each thrust.

She screams out loud in pleasure as Rudeus fucks her harder than before, his whole body slamming against her small frame. Rokari grabs onto his back, enjoying the feeling as well. His dick thrusts inside of her with ease, like he owned her pussy, and in a way, he did, as Rokari screamed out loud again and again in pleasure.

“Yes...” Rokari moaned in pleasure. “Fill me up...” She begs.

Rudeus grins at her words before he speeds up, his dick thrusting faster and faster. Rokari screams out again and again as she climaxes on her own, wetting the bedding below.

"Say it..." Rudeus said, pulling her head up as Rokari moaned out in pain and pleasure, "Say how much you love my cock and how much better compare to your husband..." he said with a grin.

And Rokari knew this was not the end of it, "I... I love your cock, it's so much better than my husband's... I am your cockslut... your whore that craved young men cock..." She said in pain as Rudeus continue fucking her pussy and pulling at her hair.

Rudeus smiled at her words, knowing she would never forget him. His orgasm reached its peak, and he could feel it throbbing inside of her. Then, his whole body shudders as he shot right into her womb, filling her up with his hot cum. Rokari moans louder than ever before, enjoying the feeling of his hot cum filling her up. Then, Rudeus pulls his dick out, his cum spilling out of her pussy onto the bed.

Rokari smiles weakly as she looks up at Rudeus, his hard dick still hard even after he finished fucking her. “Thank you,” She said softly. “That was nice...”

Rudeus laughs as he held his cock inside her, his other hand squeezing at her subtle ass as he said, "It's still a bit away until night, let's make sure I put another child into that fertile womb of yours before I leave, yes?" Then, Rudeus continues fucking her for the rest of the day, not letting Rokari off of the bed. But even that didn't matter to Rokari at all, as her mind filled with nothing more than Rudeus's manly thing as the session went well into the night. Then, Rudeus left the tent with a satisfied smile, leaving the cum-soaked Rokari unconscious on the bed with her pussy gaping wide with his seed covering every part of her body from top to bottom, inside out.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Rudeus walked back to the tent, his heart racing after the intense session. He approached the tent the elder had lent them, lifted the flap, and stepped inside. What he saw made his face flush instantly.

Eris was pinned to the floor, Ruijerd’s hips slamming against her ass as he thrust his large cock in and out of her tight pussy. Eris was moaning loudly, consumed by the pleasure of each deep thrust. Rudeus felt his own body react—jealousy mixed with arousal as he watched his girl being taken by another man.

Ruijerd glanced back, noticing Rudeus’s stunned expression. “Come, join us,” he said with a grin. “There's plenty to go around.”

Blushing, Rudeus saw Eris look at him with a playful smile. “Come on, Rudeus…” she teased, laughing. “There’s still another free hole here…”

Rudeus hesitated for a moment, then nodded and moved toward them. He knelt in front of Eris, positioning his cock in front of her face. Smiling, she eagerly opened her mouth to take him in.

He sighed in pleasure as Eris’s mouth worked its magic, her tongue and lips teasing him. Meanwhile, Ruijerd continued pounding her, both of them moaning in sync. Ruijerd thrust even harder until he groaned, filling her womb with another hot load.

As Ruijerd pulled out, still hard, he wasted no time. He spread her ass cheeks, revealing the tight bud, and slowly pushed his tip against it before forcing his way inside. Eris let out a muffled moan, her mouth still full of Rudeus’s cock as she felt Ruijerd entering her ass. The tightness made Ruijerd grunt as Rudeus looked on, surprised at how easily Ruijerd claimed the last hole.

Ruijerd pushed deeper until his entire length was inside, her ass gripping him tightly. Eris moaned louder, her body overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled so completely. Ruijerd began thrusting harder, his pace relentless, while Rudeus kept moving his cock in and out of her mouth.

Ruijerd’s orgasm built up again, and with a final thrust, he shot another hot load deep into her ass. Eris screamed out in pleasure, her body trembling as the warmth spread inside her. Rudeus felt his climax approaching, pulling out of her mouth just in time to shoot his cum all over her face. Some dripped into her mouth, and she licked her lips with satisfaction.

“You’re so tight, Eris. All that sword training has moulded your body into such a perfect fuckhole,” Rudeus said, glancing at Ruijerd.

“Maybe I should train every kid in swordsmanship,” Ruijerd joked, “if this is how they turn out.” He slowly pulled out of her ass, sighing in satisfaction. He helped her up, and the three collapsed onto the bed, panting. Both men were still half-hard, and it wasn’t long before they started again, fucking in every position and hole until exhaustion finally claimed them all.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

The trio stayed in the settlement for a few more days to restock their supplies before heading toward their next destination—the city of Rikarisu, which had a proper adventurer's guild where Eris and Rudeus could sign up. Naturally, Rudeus spent his nights visiting Rokari, ensuring she wouldn’t forget a single inch of him before their departure.

"I miss Rokari's home cooking..." Rudeus mumbled, chewing on a piece of grilled meat. The food wasn’t bad, but there was something special about eating a meal prepared with love and then giving that love back in the most intimate way possible. It was a lot better than wandering the wilderness like this.

"True, but this isn’t so bad either," Eris said, tearing into her portion. Ruijerd remained silent, having long since grown accustomed to the nomadic lifestyle.

"Only another day until we reach Rikarisu," Ruijerd added, finishing his meal. "We can enjoy a proper feast there."

They had been travelling for three days since leaving the settlement, and though the journey had been long, Ruijerd kept up their training during the day. By night, Eris provided ample “entertainment” for the two of them. Her rigorous sword training had only made her body tighter, and she’d mastered control over her inner muscles, intensifying their pleasure to an almost unbearable level.

Rudeus, trying to focus, pushed those thoughts aside for now. As he finished his dinner, an idea began to form in his mind—something new he wanted to try with Eris tonight. With Ruijerd taking the first watch, and Eris covering the second shift with him, he would have plenty of time to experiment, so long as he held back enough to ensure she could still walk by the time they reached the city.

As they entered Rikarisu City, the trio took their time to explore, Rudeus and Eris especially curious as it was their first time seeing so many members of the demon race in one place. Their wandering didn’t last long, though, as they soon made their way to the adventurer's guild. Upon stepping inside, they could immediately feel the eyes of the other adventurers on them.

“Heh, they’re letting kids be adventurers now?” a burly man laughed from his table, clearly amused by their presence.

Rudeus and Eris blushed at the comment, but Ruijerd’s sharp glare made the man quickly avert his eyes and retreat into his meal. Rudeus exhaled a sigh of relief as they approached the reception desk, where the receptionist greeted them with a friendly smile.

“Hi there! You guys here to sign up?”

“Yes,” Rudeus replied, matching the smile.

“Great! Just fill these out,” the receptionist said, handing over the application forms.

The three of them nodded, taking a seat to complete the paperwork. Once done, they handed the forms back. The receptionist looked over them, then glanced back at Rudeus and Eris. "You two are really young. What made you want to become adventurers?"

"Mostly money," Rudeus shrugged, keeping it simple. "And experience."

"Ah, I see. Have you been travelling with your guardian?"

“Yeah...” Rudeus nodded, glancing briefly at Ruijerd.

“Good, that counts,” the receptionist said, stamping two identification cards and handing them over. "These are your official IDs. Don’t lose them, or you’ll need to pay for replacements." He then turned to Ruijerd. "And you, are you signing up?"

"No, I’m already a member."

"Alright then, enjoy your stay!" The receptionist smiled and waved them off.

Just as they were about to check out the quest board, a deep voice interrupted them.

“The Dead End newbie, taking care of kids now, huh?" A demon horseman, Nocobara, strode up to Rudeus, towering over him as he eyed the quests. "These look a bit too high level for you, don’t they? How about trying an F-rank quest instead—maybe that ‘find the lost pet’ one?”

Rudeus glanced at him with annoyance. Nocobara was even taller than Ruijerd and muscular to boot, but something about his horse-like face made Rudeus want to punch him.

“Not your call,” Rudeus shot back, his tone cool.

Nocobara smirked. “Ah, but rules are rules, kiddo. Unless you want to get banned...”

It was clear the trio’s patience was running thin.

“Let’s go,” Rudeus said, turning away from the quest board. "We can find something else." He didn’t miss the leering gaze Nocobara directed at Eris, but as long as it didn’t become physical, there wasn’t much he could do.

As expected, their first quests were low-level ones that yielded minimal rewards. Although they completed several to build their reputation, Rudeus couldn’t shake the feeling that they were simply wasting their time. Rudeus was sure that their efforts were being observed by someone from the guild, particularly by Nocobara, whose presence gave Rudeus an unsettling feeling he couldn’t quite place.

Eris, on the other hand, remained undeterred, always eager to tackle any quests that came their way.

One day, while handling a quest, Rudeus managed to ‘blackmail’ a few adventurers involved in some shady dealings. His plan was simple: they would accept higher-level quests and transfer them to the Dead End party, allowing them to climb the ranks faster and earn more money. Although they recognized the risks, the promise of increased income and status proved persuasive.

For the next few weeks, Dead End completed quest after quest, accumulating a substantial sum of coins. As a result, both Eris and Rudeus saw their ranks rise, but the journey wasn’t without its challenges. During a routine trip to the market to restock supplies—taking advantage of Ruijerd’s absence—they encountered an unexpected visitor.

“Well, well, look who it is: the two new rising stars of Dead End,” Nocobara said, leaning against the alleyway wall. “You know, I can’t help but wonder how all those little quests you complete seem to end with such a hefty bag of loot. Colour me surprised to find someone involved in something ‘shady’ here.”

“What do you want?” Rudeus replied, instinctively on guard, sensing that this demon's intentions were far from benign.

“Why don’t you come with me? These kinds of discussions aren’t meant for public ears,” Nocobara said, motioning toward the alleyway. Rudeus and Eris hesitated but, realizing their livelihood was at stake, reluctantly followed.

After navigating a few twists and turns, they reached a secluded spot where their conversation wouldn’t be overheard.

“Now, what do you want?” Rudeus asked again, his hand instinctively reaching for his weapon.

“So fierce! I like that,” Nocobara replied, his smirk unwavering. “But if you harm me, my comrades will make sure everything gets reported to the guild. So put those weapons away.”

Reluctantly, Rudeus complied, feeling as if they were walking into a trap.

“As I mentioned, you’re both too young for this life,” Nocobara continued, his tone taking on a more serious note. “But I’ve been watching you, and I see potential. Plus, you both have quite pleasant faces.”

Eris frowned, uncertainty clouding her expression. “What do you mean by that?”

“Well, if you want to keep your little secret hidden a while longer, I need something in return,” Nocobara said, leaning closer to Rudeus. “Tell me, is your mouth as skilled as your tongue?”

Rudeus stiffened as Nocobara's hoof grazed his thigh. “Hmm? Care to refuse?”

Gritting his teeth, Rudeus weighed his options. He would never involve Eris in this, but saving their income and status might require him to endure this humiliation. “Fine, but only I will participate.”

Nocobara chuckled. “Of course, the brat stays out of it. But don’t worry, your little secret will remain safe.” Leaning in, he captured Rudeus in a kiss, his long tongue exploring every corner of Rudeus’s mouth, forcing its way down his throat, choking him slightly before pulling back.

"Ah, I loved the taste of a little kid." He said, licking his lip, "Never get old. Now strip all those annoying clothes for me."

Rudeus did as he was told, stripping off his clothes and shoes. Eris could only stand and watch as Rudeus stood naked in the middle of the alley.

“Hmm, you’re really small, huh,” Nocobara hummed as he stepped forward, tracing his hand along Rudeus's back. His hands ran along Rudeus’s body, fondling his ass before moving to his dick, which look tiny compared to Nocobara's hand. The touch caused Rudeus to harden slightly before Nocobara let out a laugh.

“You little slut, you're already enjoying this.”

Rudeus gritted his teeth before Nocobara pushed him away and began to remove his garments as well. Eris watched as he revealed his large chest before he unbuckled his belt, removing his pants. His large horse cock hung down, already in its semi-hardened state, as long as Rudeus's arm and almost as thick. Nocobara stepped forward again, flaunting his horse cock in front of Rudeus's face.

“Mm, this is gonna be fun...” Nocobara moaned softly before he grabbed Rudeus' shoulder, “Turn around and put your hands on the wall.”

Rudeus nodded before he did as he was told. Nocobara then grabbed onto Rudeus’s hips before he reached down and guided his horse cock towards Rudeus’ asshole. Rudeus gasped in surprise as Nocobara slowly pushed his horse cock into Rudeus’s ass. Rudeus bit his lip as he felt the stretch of the glans forcing its way in, but Nocobara didn't stop until Rudeus’ ass was stretched completely around the tip of Nocobara's horse cock.

“Hhh...” Rudeus moaned in pain as Nocobara pulled back, then shoved the rest of his horse cock in all the way. Nocobara groaned as he felt Rudeus’ warm ass wrapping tightly around his member as the boy's belly taunted and bugled grotesquely with the imprint of his cock. In just one push, Nocobara entered well past Rudeus's belly and ended at just a bit below his chest as Rudeus heaved in a heavy and difficult breath. His lungs and organs are being compressed making way for the horse thing inside.

It must have been hard for Rudeus as he quivered and shook weakly like a prey caught in Nocobara's clutches. Then, Nocobara started to pull out and thrust in, his whole body slamming against Rudeus's ass as he fucked him.

Rudeus moaned louder in pain, feeling his insides being stretched to their limit. But he knew he couldn't stop now, as Nocobara fucked him even harder. He grunted as his horse cock entered Rudeus's ass with ease, stretching the boy's ass wide before he started to speed up his pace, thrusting in faster and faster as Rudeus screamed out loud in pain.

“Ufufu...” Nocobara laughed as he continued to fuck Rudeus hard. "Let’s fill you up like a little piggy~," he said as he reached around and grabbed Rudeus's dick. Rudeus shook again before he moans at the feeling of Nocobara stroking his cock, sometimes pinching at it like a toy.

Rudeus blushed as Nocobara masturbated him, his dick throbbing in pleasure. Rudeus knew that this would end like this since he decided to let Nocobara have his way. But this was for a better future, so he let himself go, enjoying the feeling of being filled by another man's cock. Then, Rudeus felt Nocobara’s orgasm building up, his horse cock throbbing inside Rudeus's ass.

Nocobara grunted in pleasure, "You better hold this well~," he said with a laugh.

Rudeus nods before he felt Nocobara's hot cum spilling inside him. His ass stretched even more as he felt his body trembling with pleasure. His dick was already hard, and a single touch would make him cum.

“Haa~...” Rudeus sighed in pleasure before Nocobara slapped his ass.

“You better make a mess, little brat,” Nocobara warned with a grin. Then, he grabbed Rudeus’s shoulder and shoved him onto the ground, his horse cock slipping out of his ass with a disgusting squelch. Rudeus trembled as Nocobara’s warm cum flowed out of him, mixing with Nocobara’s spit that was leaking from his ass and down onto his thighs. Rudeus shuddered at the feeling of his own ass being loose before Nocobara grabbed his dick and stroked it. Rudeus screamed as he climaxed, his body shaking as his dick shot out cum.

Nocobara watched with satisfaction at the mess Rudeus was making before he pulled back. He patted Rudeus on the shoulder, then looked at Eris with a grin. “Let me know if you want some action like this. You’ve got the looks, but the size isn't bad as well.” He then leaves Rudeus shivering on the ground as he steps closer to Eris, "Maybe with an additional fee, I might close my eyes completely for the rest of the week?" He said with a grin as he grabbed Eris's face and slapped her on the cheek.

Eris trembles under Nocobara as she glances back at Rudeus, his body twitching weakly in pleasure as he moans in pain. Then, her face was grabbed and pulled back towards Nocobara. He leered down at Eris' small body before he leans down and kissed Eris on her lips, his large hands roaming Eris' body before they reach down and grabbed her ass through her pant, feeling the soft yet elastic feeling. Then, his hand moves down and presses at her crotch, making Eris shudder in surprise.

Nocobara pulls back before he reaches down and grabs at Eris's hand, pulling her hand down towards his large cock, which took didn't even fit in one palm.

“Touch me, brat,” Nocobara ordered as he grabbed at Eris’ wrist causing her to tremble weakly.

“Harder,” Nocobara commands before he grabs her wrist and makes her stroke his cock. Eris nods as she strokes his cock harder, feeling it hardening in her hand. Nocobara grunts in pleasure before he lets out a moan.

“Now clean it up, swallow all of your little boyfriend's shit that was mixed with my precious seed," Nocobara says before he pulls Eris down into a squatting position as his cock aimed at Rudeus' ass.

Eris looks at Rudeus with sadness as he stares up at her. She Then extend her tongue and began to lick up Nocobara's length, from the tip that still dripping with cum, along the shaft that gave her a salty, smelly taste. Then down to his base and sagging ballsack as Eris fully used her skills that she learnt over the time at her home and during the journey with Rudeus.

Nocobara sighed in pleasure at the feeling, his cock throbbing as he watched Rudeus shudder and tremble under the shame as Eris popped her head on his cock, before taking the glans into her mouth and sucking at it.

Eris moaned as her tongue played with the horse's cock, but she can't help but shudder as well at the taste that filled her mouth. Nocobara sighed as he felt her tongue playing around his balls before he grunted at her.

“Lick him clean too,” Nocobara orders as he pulls back before Eris moves her head down to Rudeus's raised ass, then pushed her tongue into Rudeus' asshole. She began licking up the cum that leaked out, enjoying the taste. Rudeus shudders again, enjoying the feeling as well.

“Now strip-" Nocobara commanded again. But before he could finish his words, a long spear stabbed him from the back as the 3 prongs protruded from his chest. Nocobara lost for words, and blood began to surge out of his mouth before the horsemen collapsed in his own puddle of blood.

"You two okay? Sorry that I'm late." Ruijerd's voice filled both of them with relief, ignoring the dying demon as Ruijerd picked Rudeus up and covered him with a cloak, before taking him and Eris away to the inn, letting Nocobara, the once prideful adventurer life slip away.

A few days passed before Rudeus was finally able to stand and move around properly, but his bottom still felt sore. He knew he had to heal himself further before they set off, so the trio decided to wait a bit longer. Nocobara’s death didn’t seem to cause much stir in the city, and Rudeus had a feeling it wouldn’t come to haunt them. After all, they did nothing wrong and, if anything, this would make the guild think more carefully before trying to blackmail someone else.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

A few days passed before Rudeus was finally able to stand and move around properly, but his bottom still felt sore. He knew he had to heal himself further before they set off, so the trio decided to wait a bit longer. Nocobara’s death didn’t seem to cause much stir in the city, and Rudeus had a feeling it wouldn’t come to haunt them. After all, they did nothing wrong and, if anything, this would make the guild think more carefully before trying to blackmail someone else.

The trio then leave to their next destination.

The sun hung low over the port town of Wenport, casting long shadows over the bustling streets. Rudeus, Eris, and Ruijerd had just arrived, the salty breeze ruffling their hair and filling their lungs with the scent of the sea. However, their spirits quickly dampened upon reaching the harbor. The sailors, eyeing Ruijerd warily, hiked up the prices, whispering about the "Superd" with a mix of fear and disdain.

“Isn’t there anything we can do?” Eris fumed, crossing her arms tightly. “We need to get to the Holy Kingdom of Milis!”

“We have to get there,” Rudeus replied, determination etched on his face. “If we can find a way to return to the Asura Kingdom, we need to start in Milis. There must be something there to help us.”

As they walked back through the streets, Rudeus pondered their options. His mind drifted to the countless stories he’d heard about Milis—the holy capital, a land filled with wonders and adventures just waiting for them. Lost in thought, he nearly bumped into someone.

“Hey! Watch where you’re going!” he exclaimed, looking down to see a small girl, no taller than his waist, with mismatched eyes and an air of mischief.

“Hmm, you’re different,” she said, tilting her head. “Not like the others. You look fun!”

Rudeus blinked, taken aback. “Who are you?”

“Me? I’m Kishirika Kishirisu,” she replied with a grin that made Rudeus feel oddly at ease. “I’m the Demon King, but I just reincarnated, so I’m a bit… smaller than usual.”

Rudeus stared, his mind racing. He’d heard whispers of the Demon King, tales filled with both fear and admiration. “D-Demon King?” he stammered, instinctively stepping back.

“Yep! I’m hungry!” Kishirika exclaimed, her stomach rumbling. “Do you have any food?”

Rudeus’s eyes lit up with an idea. “I have some skewers! Would you like it?”

Her face brightened at the offer. “Skewers? Yes, please!”

Rudeus handed her the meat skewers, watching as she devoured it with unrestrained delight. After finishing, she looked up at him with wide, sparkling eyes. “You’re nice. As a thank you, I have a present for you!”

Before he could respond, she clapped her hands, and suddenly, a flash of light enveloped Rudeus. He blinked, feeling a strange warmth flood his body.

“Magic eyes!” Kishirika declared. “They’ll help you see things differently. And this!” She pointed to his abdomen, where he felt a strange tingling sensation. “An extra organ! It’ll help you with your vigour—especially when you’re with someone special.”

“Wait, what?” Rudeus felt his face flush, trying to process the implications.

Before he could ask more, she giggled and skipped away, leaving him both bewildered and oddly excited. He glanced back at Eris and Ruijerd, who had been watching the exchange with confusion.

“What was that about?” Eris asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Uh, nothing,” Rudeus mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Just a strange encounter…”

As they resumed their search for a way to Milis, they wandered into a shadowy corner of the market district. The sun dipped lower, casting a golden hue over the streets, and they found themselves in front of a dilapidated building. A figure leaned against the wall, arms crossed and a sly grin plastered across his face.

“Looking for a way to Milis?” the man called out, his voice smooth like honey, yet laced with an unsettling edge.

Rudeus narrowed his eyes, exchanging glances with Eris and Ruijerd. “Who are you?”

“The name’s Gallus, you saved me a while back remember? I’ve got connections—ferries, caravans, you name it. But it won’t come cheap,” he said, eyeing Ruijerd with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. “I can get you to Milis, but there’s a catch.”

“What kind of catch?” Rudeus asked, leaning closer, intrigued despite the wariness rising in his chest.

“I need you to do a little job for me,” Gallus replied, lowering his voice as he glanced around to ensure no one was eavesdropping. “There are some… merchandise in the nearby slums that I need freeing. Let’s just say they’ve fallen into the wrong hands. You help me retrieve them, and I’ll arrange your passage to Milis.”

Rudeus felt a knot form in his stomach. “Merchandise? What do you mean?”

"You will find out when you're there, it's quite easy to spot,” Gallus said, his smirk widening. “And a special dog. Trust me, it’s worth it. You’ll be helping them, and I’ll make sure you reach Milis without any more trouble.”

Eris’s expression darkened at the mention of kids. “That sounds dangerous. We can’t just trust this guy!”

Rudeus nodded, understanding her concern. But something tugged at him, “What do you say, Ruijerd? Should we help?”

Ruijerd glanced at Gallus, assessing him with a critical eye. “If we can rescue those kids and the dog, it might lead us closer to our goal. But we’ll need a solid plan.”

Gallus straightened a glint of approval in his eyes. “Good to see we’re on the same page. I can provide information on their location, but you’ll need to be quick. I don’t have all day.”

With a hesitant nod, the trio agreed. They exchanged details, with Gallus revealing the coordinates of the cage where the beastmen children were kept. As they prepared to set out, Rudeus felt a mix of excitement and trepidation bubbling within him. He could see a way forward—a chance to help others while moving closer to their goal of reaching Milis.

They set off together, navigating through the winding alleys of Wenport until they finally found the makeshift cage where the beastmen kids were held. The sight of the frightened children stirred Rudeus’s heart, fueling his resolve.

With a few carefully executed plans, they managed to unlock the cage and set the kids free. Cheers erupted as the children poured out, thanking their rescuers. However, amidst the chaos, Rudeus spotted a glint of fur behind a corner—he was curious about the special dog.

“I’ll check it out,” he told Eris and Ruijerd, who was busy helping the kids. “I’ll catch up with you soon!”

As he ventured away, a feeling of unease settled over him. But his curiosity pushed him forward. He quickly located the dog, a massive creature with fur that shimmered in the sunlight, tied up and looking fearful.

Rudeus bent down, trying to calm the dog with soft words. “Hey, buddy, it’s okay. I’m here to help.”

Just as he was about to untie the creature, he felt a sudden rush of movement. Before he could react, a net ensnared him, dragging him to the ground. He fought against the bindings, but strong arms pulled him away, muffling his cries for help.

“Get your hands off me!” he shouted, struggling against his captors. He looked around frantically, but the bustling streets of Wenport felt like a distant memory as darkness began to close in. But a sudden pain behind his neck knocked him out while being taken to some unknown place.

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The morning sun poured in through the wide windows of the Boreas Greyrat estate, casting a golden glow over the drawing room. Hilda Boreas Greyrat took a deep, steadying breath, her gaze fixed on the empty seat across from her. It was the third day in a row Eris had slipped away from her etiquette lessons.

She already knew where to look. Stepping briskly through the halls and out into the training yard, Hilda found her young daughter, just four years old, stubbornly swinging a wooden practice sword, her crimson hair flying wildly around her small face. Eris grunted and pivoted with each swing, her whole world absorbed in this fierce little game of make-believe battle.

"Eris Boreas Greyrat," Hilda called, her tone sharper than she’d intended. The little girl halted mid-swing, turning with a scowl that met Hilda’s steely gaze without a hint of remorse.

"I don’t want to go back, Mother! Etiquette is boring! Why do I need to learn all that ‘lady stuff’ anyway?" Eris stomped her foot, the wooden sword clutched tightly in her small hands.

Hilda crossed her arms, her patience thinning with each word. “You’ll learn because it’s necessary. You are the daughter of a noble house, and as such, you must be a model of grace and discipline. It’s time you learned restraint, Eris.”

"Restraint is stupid!” Eris retorted, crossing her arms in defiance. “I don’t care about that! I want to be strong—like a knight!"

Hilda’s eyes narrowed, her mouth a thin line as she stepped closer. "Enough, Eris. It’s not a choice. Put down the sword and come inside.”

Eris didn’t budge, clutching the practice sword even tighter. Her defiance only stoked the fire of Hilda’s frustration, and without another word, Hilda reached down, taking the sword from her daughter’s hands with a firm grip.

"You may not understand now," Hilda said, her voice low but unmistakably firm, “but there is power in composure and dignity. A lady who cannot control herself cannot expect to lead others.” She could see the shock on Eris’s face as she looked up, stunned that her mother would take the sword from her so abruptly.

"Fine!" Eris burst out, her cheeks flushed with anger. "I don’t want to be a lady anyway!"

Hilda’s jaw clenched. She knew that her daughter was young, that her spirit was boundless and still unrefined. But a lesson had to be instilled, and if gentleness failed, perhaps a more direct approach would do.

“Then you will learn that there are consequences for disrespect,” Hilda said, her voice dropping to a colder tone. “Since you cannot show control, you’ll learn it another way. March back inside—now.”

A mix of frustration and reluctance flashed across Eris’s face, but the strength in her mother’s voice left no room for debate. Shoulders hunched, Eris turned and began to march back toward the house, and Hilda followed close behind, determined to teach her daughter the discipline she so desperately resisted.

Eris stomped her way back into the house, her face flushed with anger. The grand drawing room, usually so serene and polished, felt like a cage to her. She turned to glance back at her mother, the fire in her eyes undimmed. Hilda closed the door firmly behind them, the sound echoing in the silent room.

“You will learn discipline today,” Hilda said, her voice low and unyielding. “If you refuse to listen to others, then I will teach you myself.”

Eris crossed her arms, her little nose wrinkled in defiance. “Then go ahead! I still don’t want to be like those boring ladies!”

A flicker of frustration crossed Hilda’s face, but she held it in check, her gaze steady. She walked to a chair by the window and sat, gesturing for Eris to stand in front of her. “If that’s how you feel, then let’s start there. If you think composure and elegance are boring, then prove to me you can master them with as much strength as you wield that wooden sword.”

Eris hesitated, taken aback by her mother’s words. There was a challenge in them, one she hadn’t expected, and a part of her—small but present—wanted to prove herself.

Hilda’s gaze softened, if only slightly, but her tone was as firm as ever. “This lesson will be between you and me, Eris. If you can control yourself here, then I’ll know you’re strong enough to do the same in front of others.”

Eris held her mother’s gaze, a flicker of doubt finally crossing her features. She glanced around the empty room, the reality settling in that there would be no distractions, no escape from her mother’s watchful eye. Just the two of them, her mother waiting in silence, and Eris, alone in the face of a challenge she hadn’t yet conquered.

“Fine,” Eris muttered, her voice barely more than a grumble. She straightened her posture, standing tall as her mother had taught her. “But I’m only doing it because you asked.”

Hilda’s lips curved into a small, approving smile, the spark of a lesson beginning to take hold. “Very well, then. Let’s begin.”

The days passed with painstaking slowness, each morning beginning with Hilda and Eris in the drawing room, practicing the essentials of standing, sitting, and walking as a proper lady should. Yet, despite Hilda’s every instruction and correction, Eris’s posture remained stubbornly unrefined—her feet shifted, her shoulders slouched, and her expression openly defied the idea of becoming “proper.”

Hilda watched Eris with a mixture of frustration and admiration. Her daughter’s spirit was untamable; that much was clear. But she also knew that for Eris’s future, she had to learn the core of discipline and composure, whether she enjoyed it or not.

On the fourth morning, after another fruitless lesson, Hilda set her teacup down with a decisive clink, a new idea forming. If traditional methods failed, then perhaps Eris needed something far less conventional.

“Eris,” Hilda called as her daughter fidgeted restlessly, adjusting the simple, one-piece dress she wore—a garment chosen for its ease of movement. Eris paused, hands falling to her sides as she turned to meet her mother’s steady gaze. Hilda’s expression was serious, her posture perfectly straight as she studied Eris for a long moment. She didn’t speak, letting the silence settle between them until Eris started to squirm uncomfortably.

“I can see that these lessons are not reaching you,” Hilda began, keeping her voice low. “Perhaps you need to understand what control truly feels like—not just in body, but in mind.”

Eris’s brow furrowed in mild surprise, her interest piqued despite her frustration. “What does that mean?”

“Starting today, I will not ask you to stand, or sit, or walk like a lady. Instead, you will learn how to channel your energy in a way that commands presence, one that will make anyone take you seriously without ever raising a weapon.”

Eris tilted her head, intrigued but confused. “How am I supposed to do that?”

“By feeling what it means to be still, even when you don’t want to be,” Hilda replied, her voice softer but no less committed. “Let’s start with something very simple. Close your eyes, and imagine a battle—not one where you’re swinging a sword, but standing firm, unshaken, as everything around you moves.”

Eris hesitated but obeyed, closing her eyes. Her small face tightened in concentration, the hem of her dress swaying slightly as she steadied herself.

“Now,” Hilda continued, “feel your feet grounded as if they were roots, drawing strength from the earth. Your back, is tall and strong as if you were holding the weight of armour on your shoulders. And your breath—steady, calm. Let nothing disrupt it.”

A strange calmness settled over the room as Eris focused, her breathing slowing, her posture straightening almost without realizing it. Hilda watched her daughter with a proud but cautious gaze. The strength she hoped to instill wasn’t just physical discipline, but an inner resilience Eris could carry wherever she went.

After several minutes, Hilda said softly, “Open your eyes.”

Eris did, and for a brief moment, Hilda saw in her daughter’s face a glimmer of understanding, a quiet strength beginning to take root. It wasn’t perfect yet, but she felt a sense of progress, and she nodded approvingly.

“Good,” Hilda said. "Keep this posture."

Eris took a deep breath, letting the silence of the room settle over her. With her eyes closed, she focused on standing as her mother had instructed, her body rooted and steady, her breath slowing as she imagined herself unmovable, like a tree in a fierce wind.

But as she concentrated, she felt a strange shift—something nudging her legs slightly apart. Her brow furrowed, and for a moment, her focus wavered.

“Stand firm, Eris,” came Hilda’s calm voice. “This is where discipline begins—when your stance is balanced and strong.”

Eris resisted the urge to fidget and instead took another deep breath. She straightened her shoulders, adjusting her feet to a comfortable but solid stance, determined not to let her attention slip.

"Good," Hilda observed quietly, her voice carrying a note of approval.

However, as the silence returned, Eris felt another strange shift—something moving between her legs. It traced up along her thighs, ending at the place where her panty covered her folds. Eris’s breath caught in her throat, her body suddenly aware of the soft fabric pressing against her sensitive flesh. The sensation was odd, but it felt warm and pleasurable, like the gentle touch of a finger.

She bit her lip, trying to keep her concentration. But the sensation grew stronger, the pressure of her panty against her clit making her feel restless. Her hips shifted slightly, causing the panty to rub against her more insistently, and a faint gasp escaped her lips.

“Eris? Stay still,” Hilda cautioned, her voice calm and steady.

Eris nodded, trying to focus. But as she stood firm, she found herself feeling even more aware of her body. The soft fabric of her dress pressed against her small breasts, making them feel sensitive and warm. She shifted her arms slightly, enjoying the feeling of the cloth as it brushed against her skin.

The sensation between her legs grew stronger, and Eris’ hips twitched involuntarily as her panty rubbed against her clit. It felt good, and she found herself wanting more, her breath coming faster as she stood firm.

Hilda noticed Eris’s movement but didn’t scold. She watched her daughter closely, seeing the struggle between control and pleasure playing across her face. This was not the lesson she intended, but if this was how Eris would learn discipline, then she would guide her through it.

“Keep your posture,” Hilda instructed quietly, “but you can move your hips if you need to.” She walked closer to Eris, her hand reaching out to trace the length of Eris’ small back. “You’re doing well.”

Eris swallowed, her body still buzzing with pleasure. She arched her back slightly as her mother’s fingers traced down, feeling the warmth of Hilda’s hand as it neared the waistband of her dress.

Hilda paused, her hand resting against Eris’ warm skin. “Remember to breathe deeply,” she said. Then, with a gentle touch, she hooked her fingers under the waistband and began to pull down.

Eris shuddered, her eyes still closed as she felt the soft fabric slipping down her legs. Her thighs twitched, feeling the cool air caress her skin, and a warm dampness seeped into her panty. She shifted, enjoying the sensation of the panty rubbing against her folds, her clit throbbing with pleasure.

“A lady must be composed no matter of situation,” Hilda whispered, her breath tickling Eris’ ear. “Don’t let your emotions get the best of you.”

Eris nodded, her heart pounding in her ears. Her breathing grew faster as her panty grew wetter, the feeling of the finger rubbing against her clit insistently. The feeling was so intense that she whimpered, her body trembling as her hips moved without thinking.

Hilda’s hand found her hip, guiding it back into the right position. “Good girl, Eris,” she cooed. “Remember, still and steady.”

Eris bit her lip, forcing herself to keep still. The feeling between her legs was almost unbearable, making her body want to move and writhe with pleasure. But she resisted, taking another deep breath as she kept her posture. Hilda traced a finger over her shoulder, sending shivers down her spine, and Eris shuddered again, the pleasure building in her body.

Then, after a few shuffled sounds of clothes, Without warning, Eris hosted in surprise at a sudden wetness at her clit. Hilda, now with her head at her daughter's crotch, traced her tongue along the undeveloped folds and the small clit that swelled from her pleasure. The sensation was too much, and Eris gasped, her eyes snapping open as her body trembled with pleasure.

“Remember to breathe,” Hilda instructed, her voice muffled against Eris’ crotch. “A lady must keep her calm, even in the most trying situation.” With that, she pulled Eris’s panty off fully, making Eris jump in shock. Then Hilda resumed, licking and sucking at Eris’ clit with a level of skill that made Eris's body shudder.

Eris gasped again, her fingers twitching at her side. She was desperate to touch herself, to ease the ache in her clit, but she resisted, remembering her mother’s words.

Hilda smiled as she licked, tasting her daughter’s fresh and untouched taste. She had thought about it for a while, how her daughter would look like a girl in the future. Her bratty attitude, and the fire that burn in her eyes, how that same eyes will be filled with lust instead. And now, the future has come to her, and she can't resist tasting it.

Eris’s breath came faster, her body trembling more fiercely as her mother continued to lick and suck at her.

The sensation was incredible, and soon, Eris felt her body start to tighten. She felt like she was going to burst like her whole world was about to shatter apart in a wave of pleasure. She gasped, her hips jerking, and with a small cry, she felt herself cumming for the first time in her small life.

As the waves of pleasure faded, Eris collapsed, her posture broken. Hilda stood up, licking her lips and pulling her daughter back to her feet. Eris shook, her legs weak, her breathing fast as she tried to come back to herself.

“You broke your posture,” Hilda said quietly. “It seems like there’s a difference between being still and not moving. So, a punishment is needed.”

Eris opened her eyes, still dazed from her climax. “Punishment? I’m still learning...” She frowned as she realized something. “Why was that a punishment?”

Hilda raised an eyebrow, a small smile on her face. “The lesson was about discipline, Eris. And discipline doesn’t mean never experiencing pleasure.” She traced a finger down her daughter’s cheek, causing Eris to shudder again.

“Pleasure is just another thing to control,” she continued. “A true lady knows how to enjoy herself while still maintaining composure. If she can’t do that, then her emotions will get the best of her.” She leaned in and kissed Eris gently on the lips as her hand slowly removed the rest of Eris's garment. exposed her bare body to her mother. “Now, it seems you’ve lost your chance to be a proper lady today.”

Eris stared back, a mix of fear, excitement, and confusion in her gaze. She wanted to be punished, yet she was terrified at the same time. But one thing was certain. She would not forget this day ever again.

And with that, Eris was bent over the chair, as her mother began to spank her, her bottom began to turn red from her punishment. But as the spank continued, Hilda slowly moved over to use her finger instead as she fingered Eris even harder and rougher than before.

After a few more minutes of punishment, Eris was left panting and gasping on the couch. Her bottom was red from the spanking, but she didn’t care. The feeling of her mother’s finger on her pussy was so good that she would gladly endure more punishment to get it again.

Hilda laid Eris down on the couch and began to undress. Eris’ eyes widened as she watched her mother reveal her body to her. Hilda was a tall woman, with ample breasts that hung invitingly from her body. Her abdomen was smooth, her navel hidden by a small patch of hair just above the waistband of her panty.

Eris felt a shiver run down her spine as Hilda removed her panty, exposing her own pussy. Her mother’s pussy was different from her own; it was more mature, with thicker lips and a thicker clit. Eris felt a surge of lust as she looked at her mother, and she licked her lips hungrily.

Hilda sat down next to Eris on the couch. “I want you to touch me, Eris,” she said softly. “I’ve been aching to feel your hand on me all day.” Eris stared at her in awe, unable to comprehend that her mother wanted her to touch her. But Hilda only smiled, and took Eris’ hand in hers, guiding it towards her pussy.

Eris touched her mother hesitantly at first, tracing her fingers over Hilda’s thick folds. Hilda moaned, her legs spreading further apart as she encouraged Eris to touch her more.

“You can touch my clit too,” Hilda said, guiding Eris’ finger towards the thick bundle of nerves that swelled from her pussy. Eris obeyed, and as she touched her mother’s clit, she felt Hilda shudder underneath her.

“Harder, Eris,” Hilda gasped. “Touch me harder.”

Eris’ fingers moved faster, rubbing her mother’s clit as hard as she could. Hilda cried out, her hips thrusting against Eris’ hand as she started to cum.

Just as Eris thought she had gotten her mother off, Hilda suddenly stopped and moved over to a scissor position. Hilda opened Eris's legs wide and pulled her closer until both of their pussy is touching at each other. Then Hilda started to grind at Eris's pussy, rubbing her clit against Eris’s smaller one. Eris gasped at the pleasure, her fingers curling in response as she felt her mother rubbing against her. Hilda started to thrust her hips even harder, grinding against Eris’s clit with all the force of a woman who had spent all day waiting for this. Eris cried out in pleasure, her own hips moving without thinking as she felt her mother’s large clit rubbing against hers.

“Mm...mom...” Eris moaned. Hilda looked at Eris and smiled at her daughter. “I guess you’re not so innocent as I thought,” she chuckled.

Eris didn’t reply, but only moaned as she felt her mother grinding against her even harder. She couldn’t believe that her mother was touching her, but the feeling of their pussies rubbing against each other was so good that she couldn’t care less about what they were doing.

The feeling of Hilda’s clit rubbing against hers was like a fire that burned inside of her. Eris felt herself growing wetter as Hilda continued to grind against her, and soon, she felt her hips thrusting automatically against her mother’s pussy.

“Eris, you’re moving again,” Hilda chided softly. Eris bit her lip, trying not to move, but it was so hard. Her mother’s body was so warm and inviting, and she felt like she couldn’t resist the urge to touch her.

“Mother,” Eris moaned. “I...I can’t stop moving.”

Hilda laughed a low throaty sound that made Eris want to rub against her mother even more. “That’s alright,” she said, rubbing against Eris faster and harder. “But maybe you need another lesson.”

Eris panted, her hips moving faster as Hilda ground against her harder. She wanted to touch herself, but Hilda kept their pussies together, trapping Eris’ hands on her stomach.

“Then I’ll have to do it for you,” Hilda said suddenly and reached over to pinch Eris’ nipples.

Eris screamed as pleasure shot through her body. Hilda chuckled, pinching Eris’ nipples harder as she continued to grind against Eris’ pussy. Eris writhed and bucked underneath her mother, her hands digging into Hilda’s waist as she tried to get even more of that sweet feeling.

Hilda continued to laugh, pinching and twisting Eris’ nipples as she ground against Eris’s pussy even harder. The feeling was too much for Eris to bear, and soon, she screamed out her release.

Hilda looked at her daughter with pride as she saw her cumming from the stimulation. Her own orgasm soon followed, and she fell on top of her daughter, panting heavily from their play. She kissed her daughter deeply, tasting Eris on her lips. She looked down at Eris, her face flushed with lust and her eyes filled with desire. Hilda smiled at her daughter and knew that she still had a lot to teach.

As they finally fell asleep together, they didn't know what the future would bring for them. But they both knew that they would enjoy each other time a lot more than before.

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A year had passed since they first awoke in that desolate landscape, disoriented and grieving. In that time, Paul, Zenith, Lilia, and Hilda had seen many corners of this strange new world, each journey bringing them closer to the Holy Kingdom of Millis, the one place that still seemed untouched by the devastation they had known. It was here, in Millis’s shining capital, that they hoped to find sanctuary—and perhaps the answers that had eluded them all this time.

The capital city itself was a place of life and light, its towering spires reaching toward the heavens, cloaked in the golden glow of Millis’s holy blessing. Pilgrims and holy knights moved with purpose through the streets, their faces alight with a peace foreign to those who had survived the teleportation incident. The air was rich with the scent of incense and filled with the soft murmur of devotion, giving the city an otherworldly tranquillity. And yet, as Paul and the others walked its streets, the beauty around them felt like an echo of the past—an ever-present reminder of the home they might never see again.

Now just over a year old, Norn and Aisha had grown into spirited toddlers, their laughter cutting through the group’s weariness like a warm breeze on a cold day. Zenith often cradled Norn in her arms as they wandered through crowded markets, while Lilia kept a watchful eye on Aisha, whose little hands reached out with curiosity at the wares of merchants hawking everything from rare spices to brightly coloured fabrics. In a world so alien, the children were untouched by the weight of their parents' grief, their innocence a small shield against the sorrow that marked the lives around them. Too young to understand the gravity of their family’s plight, they remained blissfully unaware of the sacrifices made for their survival.

Millis, for all its beauty, had given little relief to Paul. Each day his eyes searched every unfamiliar face in the crowd, holding onto the hope that he might see his missing son, Rudeus, or his comrade, Eris. But months passed, and with each inquiry, the reality sank in deeper—many survivors hadn’t been so fortunate. Stories abounded of people teleported to monstrous lands, into deserts crawling with beasts or remote stretches of wasteland where starvation claimed lives before help could even be sought. The incident had been more brutal than any of them had feared, leaving Paul with the heavy knowledge that some may have died before they ever had a chance to find them.

Still, he held on, clinging to the whispers and fragments of hope that filtered through Millis’s sprawling web of information. The city was a gathering place for wanderers and refugees, a crossroads which countless travellers passed through. Each day, Paul visited notice boards, paid informants for scraps of information, and questioned adventurers from distant lands. He refused to let go of the hope that, with enough patience, someone might have crossed paths with Rudeus or Eris, or at least heard word of them.

Paul buried his grief, masking it behind the role of a protector, refusing to falter. In a world where so much had been taken from them, their survival—and the hope of one day finding their family—was all that kept them moving forward. Well, one of many things that kept them forward...

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The day had dawned in Millis as it usually did—quietly, with the capital bathed in a soft, holy light. But that peace was soon broken when a messenger rushed to Paul with an urgent request. A bandit group had been terrorizing the edge of a refugee camp, preying on the scattered survivors of the teleportation incident who had already lost so much. Without a second thought, Paul accepted the quest, readying his sword. This was a job he couldn’t ignore.

Zenith insisted on coming along, her staff already in hand as she volunteered to serve as his healer. Hilda and Lilia agreed to look after Norn and Aisha, and after a quick farewell, Paul and Zenith set out, heading for the outskirts of Millis. They moved swiftly, tracking the bandits through the rugged terrain surrounding the camp until they discovered their hideout—a makeshift nest in the crags and thick trees of the woodland, tucked away and difficult to reach.

As Paul and Zenith approached the bandit camp, Paul quickly counted their numbers. It was a small group, but their viciousness was evident in the trails of ash and trampled tents left behind from their raids on the refugee camp. Determined to put an end to their terror, Paul took the lead, slipping through the shadows as he brought his blade down on the first sentry with ruthless precision.

The ensuing battle was brief but brutal. Paul cut down the bandits with practised skill, his years of experience and rage over the recent tragedies fueling his attacks. Whenever he took a hit, Zenith was there with a whispered incantation, her magic flowing into him to heal his wounds before he could even feel their sting. By the time the skirmish ended, the camp was littered with bodies, and silence fell once more over the woods.

But as Paul scanned the camp, he noticed something amiss. There was a tent set apart from the rest, hidden in the shadows of the trees. He felt an ominous chill as he stepped closer, his grip tightening on his sword as he pushed open the flap of the tent. Inside, he found two young girls, bound and chained, their faces pale with terror. Their eyes were vacant as the 2 girls were covered with layers of dried liquid from top to bottom. Their skin was at least not too bruised, most likely left intentionally as the bandit intended to sell them later.

Paul’s heart twisted in anger and sorrow. He turned to Zenith, who stepped forward immediately. Her voice was gentle as she began to reassure the girls. As Zenith draped her cloak over the older sister, Paul kneeled beside the younger, his expression softening.

“It’s over,” he whispered. “You’re safe now.”

The girl’s eyes, filled with fear, held his gaze as if trying to find trust in his words. Slowly, they began to relax, allowing themselves to be led from the tent. As Zenith continued to comfort the sisters, Paul turned his gaze toward the remnants of the bandit camp. He’d seen the worst of humanity before, but every time, it felt just as unforgivable. But now, at least, the girls would find protection in Millis, in him, a place that might offer them a chance to rebuild their lives.

Guiding the girls back toward the safety of his place, Paul glanced back once at the fallen bandits, his resolve even stronger.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

A few days had passed since Paul had rescued the sisters from the bandits' camp. They were now under the care of Millis Church healers and staying in a quiet sanctuary room, where Zenith and Lilia had been checking on them regularly. Paul, feeling a personal sense of responsibility, wanted to know more about their progress. The older sister, Vierra, was beginning to show signs of healing, her posture becoming more relaxed and her gaze brighter each day. But Shierra, the younger one, still shrank back whenever Paul entered the room, her small frame stiff and wary, a shadow of trauma clouding her every movement.

One evening, Paul found himself at the bar in the Adventurers’ Guild, nursing a drink and mulling over the days since the rescue. It was quiet, with only a few patrons and the low murmur of voices provided a background hum as he waited, deep in thought.

Lilia approached, carrying a mug of tea, and took a seat beside him. She studied his face for a moment before speaking softly. "The sisters are doing as well as they can, all things considered. Vierra’s opened up to Zenith and me a little. She’s been keeping an eye on Shierra, staying close by her side whenever possible.”

Paul’s shoulders relaxed just slightly, and he nodded, swirling his drink in thought. “I noticed. Vierra has a quiet strength to her. But Shierra…” He paused, frowning. “She still flinches whenever she sees me.”

Lilia nodded, understanding. “Shierra’s scars will take longer to heal, Paul. Vierra’s spoken a bit about what they went through, and… Shierra bore the brunt of it. She’s only a child, and to her, every unfamiliar face is a reminder of what she endured.”

Paul clenched his jaw, his eyes dropping to his drink. The weight of everything—the teleportation incident, the scattering of families, the trauma inflicted on innocents—sat heavily on his chest. “None of this was supposed to happen to them, to any of us. And yet… they were pulled into this nightmare, just like the rest of us.”

Lilia let a quiet moment pass before placing a steadying hand on his shoulder. “We can’t erase what happened, Paul. But we can be here for them now. Shierra may need time, and Vierra may need support, but we can give them that. And maybe one day, they’ll see a new kind of life here.”

Paul met her gaze, his own softened by a rare hint of gratitude. "Thank you, Lilia. For staying with them. For helping them find a bit of peace here."

Lilia gave him a small, reassuring smile. “We’ll keep going, Paul. For them, and for the ones still lost to us.”

As Paul glanced toward the entrance, a familiar figure caught his eye—Zenith, looking slightly winded from her errands. But his attention quickly shifted to the young woman entering just behind her: Vierra, the older sister of the rescued pair. They both scanned the room and spotted Paul and Lilia, approaching with soft smiles.

Seeing Vierra’s calm demeanour, a stark contrast to the fearful young woman from just a few days prior, Paul let out a sigh of relief.

“Hello, Vierra,” he greeted, raising his mug before taking a sip. “You seem a lot better.”

“Y-yes… sir Paul…” Vierra’s voice held a tentative edge as she met his gaze, her hands fidgeting slightly. Paul understood—after everything she’d endured, facing a man, even one who had rescued her, was likely daunting.

“Just Paul is fine.”

“Yes… Paul.” Vierra gave a small nod, then settled into the seat beside Zenith. Her expression softened, and she bowed her head. “I wanted to thank you—all of you—for everything. The help, the kindness… it’s more than we could ever ask for, especially with my sister still struggling.”

“No need for thanks,” Paul replied, his tone gentle. “Helping you was simply the right thing to do.”

“But I need to thank you, truly,” Vierra insisted, her voice filled with sincerity. “Your family has given us so much support, more than we ever expected.”

Zenith reached over, giving Vierra’s hand a reassuring squeeze. “You’re safe now, dear. You and your sister can take your time healing. That’s all that matters.”

For the next hour, the four of them spoke of lighter things, gradually easing into conversation as they sipped their drinks. Eventually, Vierra opened up about her past, sharing how she and her sister had been active adventurers in the region at the time of the teleportation incident. They’d been swept up in its chaos, thrown far from familiar lands into a nightmare that had stripped them of everything they once knew.

As she finished recounting her story, Vierra’s face seemed lighter, as though a weight had been lifted by sharing her burdens with those who understood.

Paul’s gaze softened thoughtfully, and after a moment, he offered, “Since you have experience as an adventurer, how would you feel about joining our search and rescue efforts? There are plenty of teams working to find survivors. You could help us, and leave whenever you feel ready.”

“Can… can I?” Vierra asked, a glimmer of hope flickering across her face. “I want to repay you, to help however I can for everything you’ve done. If joining you means I can do that, then please… let me.”

Zenith glanced over at Paul, catching a familiar, knowing smile in his eyes. She felt a pang of amusement, mixed with the tiniest hint of exasperation.

“Anything?” Paul asked, raising an eyebrow at Vierra.

“Yes, anything…” she responded eagerly, her voice firmer than it had been before.

Zenith stifled a smile, thinking, 'Not again...'

Soon after, they all rose to make their way back to the inn, a sense of newfound hope settling among them.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Later that night, Vierra stood nervously outside Paul’s door, hesitating. It was late, and though Lilia had invited her, doubts filled her mind. Paul had just saved her life, and now Lilia was insisting she come here. But for what purpose? Was this truly about gratitude, or something more?

Taking a steadying breath, she knocked. The door opened quickly, revealing Lilia dressed in a nightgown that barely concealed her alluring figure.

“Vierra, we’ve been waiting,” Lilia said warmly, taking her hand and guiding her inside. The scene that met Vierra’s eyes was one she hadn’t anticipated.

On the bed were Paul and his wife, Zenith, entwined and entirely unclothed, lost in an intimate embrace. As Lilia closed the door, her gown slipped to the floor. Paul and Zenith broke from their kiss, turning their attention to Vierra.

“Welcome, Vierra,” Paul greeted her, his gaze trailing over her with calm intensity.

“Thank you…” she replied, caught off guard by the way he looked at her. Vierra was aware of her own modest beauty—her slender frame was not as curvaceous as Lilia’s or Zenith’s, yet she had always been comfortable in her own skin, with hair that flowed down to her hips.

“Vierra,” Lilia spoke softly, coming to her side and reaching to untie the ribbon in her hair. “Paul saved you just days ago. Tonight, you’re here to repay him. Do you understand?”

Vierra’s eyes widened as Lilia’s words took shape in her mind. She looked from Lilia to Paul and Zenith, heart racing. She felt a strange mixture of fear and anticipation—a stirring that was far from the trauma she had suffered at the hands of the bandits. Instead, something unexpected was awakening within her.

Sensing her hesitation, Lilia offered a gentle, reassuring smile. “I’ll stay with you,” she murmured. “Let’s begin.”

Lilia's nimble fingers traced the outline of Vierra's body, slowly undressing her as she surrendered to Lilia's gentle guidance. Once bare, Lilia led her to the bed, where Paul sat, his gaze thoughtful and intent as he took in Vierra's form. Her body reacted to his attention, nipples tightening and warmth spreading between her legs.

Zenith's lips slid down Paul's body, taking him into her mouth with a wet, eager suction. A droplet fell from the tip of his member as he entered her mouth, and Vierra watched, captivated by the sight of Zenith pleasuring her husband.

Paul's gaze shifted to Lilia, who stood behind Vierra. "Lilia, kindly show Vierra the proper way?" he asked.

Lilia obeyed, moving behind Vierra and pulling her into the position he wanted. Paul reached out, brushing his hand against the inside of Vierra’s thigh, making her tremble at the touch. Zenith continued her work, head bobbing as she took him in. Vierra parted her lips, letting Lilia guide her mouth to meet Paul’s member. She took him into her mouth, the taste of Zenith’s saliva on his length mingling with her own. Vierra tried to mimic Zenith’s rhythm, moving her head as she was taught. But as she worked him in her mouth, she couldn't help but wonder what he would feel like inside her. Zenith had taken him easily; would she be able to do the same?

"Good girl," Paul murmured as she continued. Vierra flushed at his words, her core pulsing with a new kind of excitement.

As Zenith finished pleasuring Paul, Lilia laid back on the bed, spreading her legs. Zenith moved towards her, their mouths meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. Lilia's hand came between her legs, and she watched as her fingers disappeared into Lilia's folds.

Paul withdrew from Vierra’s mouth, moving behind her. Vierra felt him kneel, and his length pressed against her entrance. She gasped as he slowly pushed inside, filling her completely. Zenith and Lilia paused in their embrace, watching as Paul stretched Vierra wide. Zenith reached out, stroking Vierra’s cheek tenderly.

"You can take him," Zenith said encouragingly, her tone soft.

Lilia's fingers quickened inside of her, and Vierra moaned, the sensation of being filled and touched sending shivers up her spine. She began moving her hips, rocking herself back and forth.

Vierra smiled back at Paul, her cheeks flushed and her heart still racing from her orgasm. As she looked at him, she could feel his seed slowly dribbling out of her, the slight ache in her core reminding her of what had just happened. But there was no pain, only a sense of satisfaction, as though she’d fulfilled a need that had been building since the night of her rescue.

"The night is still young," Paul stated, his gaze glinting with amusement as he shifted his attention to Lilia and Zenith.

Vierra felt a thrill at his words. Though she had only recently found release, watching Paul pleasure the two women made her core ache anew. She settled in beside them, content to watch the three of them play out the night, her mind whirling with thoughts of all the ways she wanted to taste and experience Paul’s cock.

As Zenith knelt between Lilia’s legs, Vierra couldn’t help but think she was in for a night she would never forget. And when Lilia arched her back as Zenith flicked her tongue against her clit, Vierra smiled knowingly. She had a feeling this would be a night filled with pleasure, for all of them.

As Vierra continued watching, her mind filled with images of Zenith and Lilia pleasuring Paul. She could almost see herself in their place—straddling him as he thrust into her, taking him as deeply as possible, with Zenith and Lilia cheering her on.

She focuses on Zenith first, as the woman has her face down on the bed, with her bottom raised as it is held firmly by Paul. his hip thrusting rapidly into Zenith's ass, making a clapping sound as he fuck her mind out, evident by the woman's pleasure face. Lilia, in the meantime, had her legs wide open as she fingered herself waiting for her turn.

After a few more minutes of fucking like a rabbit, Paul groans and shouts as he comes deep inside Zenith. As Zenith moaned and gasped in pain, Paul withdraw his dick from the woman and then turn over to Lilia, who is now wetted and ready. He let Zenith lay there a bath in her pleasure, while he began to position himself between Lilia's legs and line up his cock at her eager pussy before pushing in. The maid moaned in pleasure, her body shaking as she cum, Lilia pulled Paul into a hug and Paul's hip kept on moving.

"Faster! Fuck me harder!" Lilia cried out in ecstasy. her pussy convulsing around his dick, her nails digging into Paul's skin, leaving a mark in its wake.

*Pa-pa-pa-pa*

Paul moaned and his hips moved at a furious pace, hitting her cervix again and again until the woman cum again, this time she screamed out loud and her body twitched.

Paul let out a satisfied sigh as he pulled out and turned over to Vierra, who had watched everything that had happened before her with a mixture of envy, shock, and arousal. She bit her lip, wondering what she would feel like between Zenith and Lilia.

Paul smiles at Vierra, his cock glistening from Lilia's juices, the tip red and raw from pounding Lilia's pussy. "Now your turn again," he said, he then pulled Vierra to stand with her hands against the wall while he entered her from behind.

She moaned out in pleasure at his first thrust, the feeling of his dick stretching her tight hole was almost too much, she had to close her eyes and take a deep breath, letting her pussy adjust to his cock. Paul then began his pace, his hip thrust into Vierra slowly, the woman let out a moan as she feel every inch of his dick as it entered her over and over. "You're so big, you're so thick," she mumbled as she let out breath after breath.

"Take it all for me." Paul moaned back before he leaned down to kiss her and wrapped his arm around her waist. She wraps her legs around Paul's waist as the man begins to thrust into her. His pace was unrelenting, but still careful enough to not hurt the girl she pounded her pussy.

But then, something unexpected happened, as Vierra then took Paul's hands, before placing them on her neck.

Confused, Paul slowed down his thrust as he asked. "What are you doing, Vierra?"

"Please..." Vierra tried to steel herself, "Make me feel it again, the feeling of being dominated..." She begs as she wraps Paul's hand tighter around her neck.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes..."

At her confirmation, Paul's hand tighten to a choke as he blocked Vierra's airway, before resuming his thrust into her pussy, and even doing it a bit rougher as he watch Vierra struggle, unable to breathe. Causing all her senses to focus only on her pounding pussy, heightening her pleasure even more as a deep side within her mind awakens.

"Damn it! So this is what you are, a slut..." Paul said as he tighten his hands even more, as Vierra was steering on the brink of unconsciousness, and dots appear in her vision as Paul kept on fucking her. Then, his cock erupted and Vierra's mind collapsed as her womb felt the hot sensation of his seed filling her up once more.

Vierra collapsed, her mind and body overwhelmed with pleasure. She had never felt so dominated, so alive.

But Paul wasn't done yet, as he rotated between the 3 women without rest, a testament to his stamina until late into the night then he went to sleep, surrounded by 3 women who were left passed out, each filled to the brim with his seed.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

The next day, Paul and Zenith sat together over breakfast, a comfortable silence between them. Paul sipped on his tea, savouring the familiar flavour that had become so rare in this world. He was about to comment on it when Vierra appeared at their table, looking slightly out of breath and nervous.

“Paul, I’m so sorry to interrupt your breakfast.” She bowed her head respectfully. “I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time.”

Paul glanced over at Zenith, who gave him a reassuring smile. He nodded at Vierra, gesturing for her to take a seat.

“Certainly, what is it that you wanted to speak with me about?” Paul asked.

“I just wanted to thank you again for last night.” Vierra began, her eyes tracing the line of their faces. “It’s helped me, you know. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to face a man again without fear. But last night was different.”

Paul’s gaze softened, understanding the significance of her words. “If there’s anything more you want, just let us know. We’re here to help you and your sister recover.”

Vierra nodded, a smile playing on her lips. “Thank you for everything,” she said, before adding hesitantly, “There is something, actually. Something that’s important to me.”

“Certainly,” Paul said. “What is it?”

“It’s about my sister.” Vierra paused, her brow furrowed in thought. “Shierra. She’s still struggling… I was wondering if there’s a way for you to help her.”

“What do you mean?” Zenith asked, curiosity evident in her tone.

“You know how she is, still traumatized from what happened before. I know that time will heal it, but…” Vierra trailed off, searching for the right words. “She can’t even let me touch her right now. She’s so scared, and I don’t know how to reach her. But yesterday, for a moment, when she saw us all eating together at the inn, I saw hope in her eyes.”

“Do you really think Paul can help her?” Zenith questioned, her expression thoughtful.

“Yes.” Vierra’s voice held a determined edge. “After last night, I know he can. He helped me, and he can help her too.”

Paul felt a mix of emotions at her words—pride, satisfaction, and a tinge of guilt. It was true; he had helped Vierra. But could he do the same for her sister?

He looked over at Zenith. Her gaze was soft and understanding, her expression saying she knew what he was thinking.

“I’ll help,” Paul finally said, his mind made up.

Vierra gave a breathless laugh of relief, her face lighting up with gratitude. “Thank you, sir Paul.” She bowed her head again, before turning to leave.

Zenith’s hand found Paul’s, her fingers squeezing him reassuringly. “I trust you,” she said softly. “You’ll do what’s best for her.”

Paul returned her squeeze, feeling the warmth spread through him at her words. He knew Zenith trusted him implicitly, and that confidence made him more certain than ever that he could help Sierra overcome her fears.

The two of them finished breakfast together, their conversation light as they chatted about their plans for the day. After they were done, Zenith offered to take Shierra on a walk around the city, giving Paul a chance to speak with her alone. Paul nodded, agreeing to meet up with them later.

As he waited, he pondered Vierra’s request. He wanted to help Shierra, but he knew it wouldn’t be easy. Trauma was not something to be taken lightly, and he didn’t want to cause the girl any further distress. He needed a plan, a way to break through her barriers and show her that he was someone she could trust.

Paul’s musings were interrupted by the appearance of Zenith and Shierra. The latter stood hesitantly behind Zenith, her gaze locked on the ground as her sister led her over.

“Thank you,” Vierra said to Zenith before turning to Paul. “We can talk about anything you want.” She then looked at her younger sister. “Right, Shierra?”

Shierra nodded, though her gaze remained downcast. “Yes.”

Vierra offered a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll be waiting here with Zenith.” She then turned to Zenith, and the two of them headed over to a nearby table, settling in out of earshot.

Paul stood and took a seat at their table. Shierra followed suit, her hands clasped nervously in her lap as she looked up at him. Paul could see the fear in her eyes, and it was obvious she was still struggling to cope with what had happened.

“Shierra,” he began. “I want you to know that I’m here to help. There’s nothing you need to do or say unless you’re comfortable.” He spoke gently, watching her body language for any signs of distress.

Shierra’s eyes narrowed slightly at his words. “Why do you want to help?” She asked suspiciously.

Paul chose his words carefully, wanting to reassure her. “Because Vierra asked me to. And because I want to.”

Shierra blinked rapidly, looking unsure of what to do. “I don’t understand. Why would you want to help me?” She pressed.

“Because I can,” Paul replied simply, letting his words speak for themselves.

For a moment, there was silence. Paul sat calmly, waiting for Shierra to decide what she wanted to do next. He wasn’t going to rush her or pressure her; he wanted her to make the decision herself. After a moment, Shierra finally spoke.

“Can I ask you something, then?”

“Of course,” Paul replied.

“Can you promise to be honest with me?” Shierra asked. “Even if I ask something you don’t want to answer?”

Paul nodded. “Yes, I can.”

“Then I want to know why you want to fuck us,” Shierra blurted out. Her cheeks reddened at her own words, and she quickly looked away.

“I don’t,” Paul said truthfully. “I only sleep with women who want me to. But you’re not ready for that yet.”

“I don’t understand,” Shierra said, her voice still laced with suspicion. “But you did sleep with Vierra.”

“Yes, I did,” Paul confirmed. “Because she wanted me to.” He paused, choosing his next words carefully. “And I think part of her wanted it because of what happened to the two of you. She said she couldn’t face men anymore without fear, but she could with me.”

Shierra looked back at him, her brows furrowed. “Does that mean you want to sleep with me because of that too?”

“Not really,” Paul said honestly. “It’s hard for me to explain. I don’t think about things like that.”

Shierra bit her lip thoughtfully, mulling over his words. After a moment she looked back at him.

“Then what do you think about?” She asked curiously.

Paul gave a small laugh. “A lot of things. I just want to be with Zenith, you know.”

“You’re married?” Shierra’s eyes widened slightly at his words.

“Yes,” Paul confirmed.

“So you love her?”

Paul nodded, a warm smile spreading across his face. “I do. I love her more than anything.”

Shierra nodded slowly, her gaze never leaving Paul’s. “Do you love Vierra too?”

Paul’s smile softened, a feeling of tenderness welling up inside of him. “I love her as well,” he said. “Though not in the same way. I want to protect her, and help her.” He added the last part because it felt true, and he knew it would help Shierra understand.

Shierra nodded again, her lips curving into a small smile. “Thank you,” she said quietly.

Paul was taken aback at her words, but he smiled back at her. “Of course,” he replied. “I just want to help.”

Shierra paused, looking uncertain. “Is that all?” She asked after a moment.

“No,” Paul said gently. “There’s more.”

Shierra’s gaze met Paul’s, and he could see the faintest trace of fear in her eyes. But he didn’t back down, wanting her to know he wasn’t trying to deceive her.

“There’s a way I can help you, Shierra,” he said softly. “A way to take away some of your pain.”

Shierra gave a slow nod, her gaze not leaving Paul’s. “What is it?” She asked hesitantly.

“You,” Paul replied. “You can help me by being with me. By being the one I want.”

Shierra swallowed, her small throat bobbing up and down. “How?” She asked again.

“Because right now, you can only see men as people who hurt you,” Paul explained. “But I’m not. I won’t hurt you, Shierra, and if you’re with me, you’ll know that.”

Shierra nodded at his words, but her expression was still unsure. Paul knew what she was thinking—that even if he didn’t hurt her, she’d still be afraid.

“There’s more,” he added, seeing the doubt in her eyes. “If you’re with me, I’ll be the only man you’re with.” He paused, watching her reaction closely. “So there’s no chance of me hurting you.”

Shierra blanched at his words, her breath catching in her throat. “But...” she began, before stopping.

“But what?” Paul prompted.

“I don’t know if I can,” Shierra murmured.

“I know,” Paul soothed. “And that’s okay. But I’m here for you, when you’re ready.”

Shierra nodded quickly, her eyes flashing with a hint of determination. “I know,” she said. “I’m ready now.”

Paul’s breath caught, but he didn’t let his surprise show. He smiled instead, relief washing through him. “Good,” he said. “Then we can start.”

Shierra nodded again, the fear in her eyes finally beginning to recede. “Yes,” she said.

Paul got to his feet, and then held out a hand to help Shierra up. She took it hesitantly at first, her grip tightening as she let him pull her to her feet.

“You can change your mind at any time,” Paul reminded her.

Shierra shook her head, a resolute expression on her face. “No,” she said firmly. “I want to do this.”

“Okay,” Paul replied, leading her back to his room.

They walked in silence, the sound of their footsteps echoing down the hallway. When they reached his room, Paul gestured for Shierra to precede him before shutting the door behind them.

Shierra waited for him, her gaze focused on the ground. Paul took a slow step towards her, his movements careful as he reached for her face.

“I’m going to kiss you,” he said gently.

Shierra didn’t move, but her body stiffened slightly in response. Paul leaned in slowly, letting her feel his presence. He waited until he felt her body begin to relax before pressing his mouth to hers.

Her lips were soft, but they didn’t yield to him. Paul was gentle and patient, giving her time to warm up to his touch. But when she remained unresponsive, he finally broke away.

“Maybe we should start with your clothes,” he suggested, already knowing the answer.

Shierra nodded rapidly, her eyes darting to the side. “Yes, that’s probably best.”

She said, though her tone lacked conviction.

Paul nodded understandingly. “Let me help you.”

He approached her slowly and then began to undo the laces on her dress. Shierra held perfectly still, her breathing steady. Paul tried not to notice how small she seemed, how fragile her body felt under his hands.

Once her dress was undone, he carefully lifted it off her body, folding it and placing it on the bed. Shierra stood in front of him in only her underwear, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked away.

“It’s okay,” Paul soothed, his tone gentle. “You’re doing great.”

Shierra gave him a jerky nod but didn’t look up. Paul moved on to her underwear, his hands sliding under the waistband of her panties. Shierra flinched at his touch, her body tensing.

“Too much?” He asked.

Shierra nodded breathlessly.

Paul moved back immediately, giving her space. “How about we start with your bra then?”

Shierra hesitated, before finally nodding. Paul stepped forward again and began to unhook it. Shierra let him, her eyes squeezing shut as he lifted it off her shoulders. She let it drop to the ground, her arms remaining crossed over her breasts.

“I’m almost done,” Paul promised, his voice soft. “Just your panties left.”

Shierra took a shaky breath, then finally nodded. Paul slid his hands under the waistband, slowly pushing the fabric down her legs. Shierra stepped out of it and stood naked in front of him, her arms still covering her breasts.

Paul stepped back to admire her. Shierra was small, her body petite but with a surprising amount of curves given her size. Her nipples were already hardened, her small breasts puffy. Her pussy was a deep shade of pink, her labia plump. Paul could see her juices glistening on her inner thighs.

“Shierra, turn around for me,” he asked.

Shierra glanced at him warily but turned without question. Paul walked behind her and reached around her body to cup her breasts. She let out a startled yelp before going limp, her body relaxing into his hold.

“Does this feel okay?” Paul asked.

Shierra hesitated before nodding. “Yes,” she admitted.

Paul continued to fondle her breasts as he pressed himself against her back, his cock hardening between them. Shierra shivered at the feeling of his dick against her ass, her body beginning to flush with colour. Paul’s hands found her nipples, tugging gently on them as he nuzzled her neck.

“Tell me if you want to stop,” he reminded her.

Shierra didn’t answer, but Paul felt her body lean back into his touch. He took that as a good sign, letting his hands roam down her stomach to her pussy. Shierra moaned when he touched her, her legs parting slightly as she pressed back into him.

Paul took his time, touching her slowly as he built up her pleasure. He watched her reactions, seeing how she responded to every touch. He learned that she liked it when he stroked the side of her clit, and when he fingered the entrance of her pussy. When he pressed his fingers into the back of her throat, she let out a breathy cry and went limp in his arms.

Paul supported her weight easily, pulling her against him as he continued to touch her. He stroked her pussy, his fingers gliding through her wetness as he rubbed against her clit. Shierra whimpered, her body thrashing in his arms as he fingered her.

“Paul...” she murmured.

“Hmm?” Paul replied.

“I want...” Shierra trailed off before starting again. “I want you inside me.”

Paul stilled, his fingers pausing inside of her. “Are you sure?”

Shierra gave a jerky nod. “Yes. I want you.”

Paul looked down at her, checking for any signs that she wasn’t ready. But Shierra’s eyes were focused on him, her face flushed with arousal.

He nodded, turning her around in his arms. “I’ll go slow,” he promised.

Shierra bit her lower lip, her gaze flicking between him and the bed. Paul scooped her up and placed her on the mattress, letting her get into position on all fours before he climbed behind her.

“I want to see you,” Shierra said softly. “Can you do it like this?”

“Of course,” Paul agreed.

He positioned himself behind her, his cock poised at her entrance. He pushed in slowly, watching as her body stretched around him. Shierra gasped, her fingers digging into the bed as she felt him enter her. Paul went slowly, giving her body time to adjust.

When he was all the way in, he let out a satisfied sigh. Shierra felt warm and wet around him, her pussy tight as it hugged his dick. He looked down at where they were joined, watching as her juices coated the length of him.

“I’m in,” Paul told her.

Shierra turned her head to look at him, a hint of colour on her cheeks. “I can feel,” she said breathlessly.

“Are you ready?” Paul asked.

She nodded, her gaze drifting down to the juncture of their bodies. Paul grinned, his hips thrusting forward slowly as he fucked into her.

Shierra moaned, her body shuddering with pleasure as he moved inside of her. She pushed back into him, her ass meeting his hips with a slap as their bodies came together. Paul kept his pace slow, wanting to savour the moment.

“Harder,” Shierra gasped.

Paul grinned, speeding up his thrusts. Shierra let out another breathy moan, her body shaking as he pounded into her. Her fingers clawed at the bed, her small body quivering as she took his cock.

“Paul,” she cried, her voice breathless. “Paul.”

“What, Shierra?” Paul asked huskily.

“I’m close,” she whimpered. “I’m going to...”

Paul slammed into her again, feeling her pussy clench around him as she came. He continued to fuck her, his thrusts becoming more shallow as he sought his own release. When she finished, he pulled out of her and came on her ass, his spunk dripping down her body.

Shierra let out a shuddering sigh, collapsing into the bed below her. Paul laid beside her, his arm coming around her to pull her close.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her face buried in his chest.

“For what?” Paul asked, his hand stroking her hair.

“For being so kind,” Shierra whispered. “I didn’t think you’d be like that.”

“Like what?” Paul asked curiously.

Shierra shrugged. “I just thought you’d fuck me and be done.”

Paul chuckled. “No,” he said. “That’s not what this was about. I wanted to help you, remember?” He asked, tipping her chin up to look at her.

Shierra nodded, her cheeks going pink. “I remember,” she said.

Paul leaned in to kiss her again. Shierra opened her mouth to him, her tongue meeting his as they kissed. He could feel her tension melting away with each kiss, her body finally relaxing in his presence.

He broke away eventually, his forehead resting against hers. “I’m proud of you,” he told her. “You did really well.”

Shierra smiled shyly, her cheeks still flushed. “Thank you.”

“I want you to do that again,” she said suddenly. “More of that.”

Paul’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”

“Being inside me,” Shierra explained. “I want it to feel more intense.”

“Okay,” Paul agreed. “Let me get into position.”

He positioned himself behind Shierra again, his cock pressing back into her pussy. He began to fuck her slowly at first, but then gradually sped up as Shierra moaned with pleasure.

“Paul, more,” she panted. “More.”

Paul smiled, his hips slamming into her ass with a loud smack. Shierra yelped, her body shaking with pleasure as he fucked her rougher than he had before.

“More,” she demanded, her hands clawing at the bed as he pummeled into her.

Paul leaned down, his forearm wrapped around her neck as he pulled her close. Shierra’s eyes went wide, her mouth opening soundlessly as he held her in a chokehold.

“More?” He asked huskily, his voice thick with arousal.

Shierra nodded jerkily, her fingers clawing at his forearm as she struggled for breath. Paul smiled darkly and then resumed fucking into her, his thrusts forceful as he held her in place.

Shierra gasped and shuddered, her body quaking with pleasure as he choked her. Paul grunted, his hips pistoning into her as he felt himself approaching orgasm. He came suddenly, his dick emptying into her as he held her down. Shierra cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably as he emptied himself into her.

When they finished, Paul pulled out of her, his spunk leaking onto the bed beneath them. Shierra collapsed down beside him, her body limp with exhaustion.

“Paul,” she breathed.

“Yes?” He asked drowsily, his eyes half-closed as he watched her.

“Fuck me again.”

Paul smiled and pulled her into his arms. He knew he would. After all, he was always up for a good fuck. And what was better than one who was eager to be fucked? He was always happy to oblige. Especially if it made her happy. And he knew she liked being fucked. She had already told him that. And he wanted her to be happy.

“Of course, Shierra,” he replied. He pulled her up by the hair, forcing her to get on all fours again.

“Like this?” She asked.

“Yes,” Paul confirmed. “I’m going to fuck you harder this time.”

Shierra whimpered, but didn’t protest. Paul positioned himself behind her again and then slid his cock into her pussy. She shuddered and moaned, her body pressing back into his as he began to fuck her.

He started slowly, but gradually sped up until he was pounding into her with force. Shierra gasped and shook with pleasure, her ass slapping against his hips as he fucked her hard. Paul felt his dick swelling inside of her, her pussy stretching around him as he fucked into her roughly.

“Harder!” Shierra demanded.

Paul laughed darkly, his forearm wrapping around her neck again as he pulled her back against him. He fucked into her hard, his hand reaching down to touch her clit as she screamed and shuddered in his grasp. His other hand found her belly, his fingers splaying across it as he felt it jiggle with each thrust.

When she finished, Paul didn’t let up, his hips slamming into hers as he sought his own orgasm. Shierra squirmed and struggled under him, but he held her fast, his arm tightening around her neck as she went limp in his grasp.

Paul grunted and came again, his cock pulsing inside of her as he emptied his spunk into her. Shierra moaned weakly, her body shuddering as she took his cum.

When he pulled out, Shierra collapsed to the ground, her body trembling with pleasure. Paul pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his chest as he watched her recover.

“Again?” He asked.

Shierra smiled sleepily, her eyes half-closed. “Okay,” she agreed. “Again.”

Paul grinned, already hard again. He was never going to get enough of her. And she never going to have enough of him. But he didn’t mind. He was always ready to fuck. After all, she was hot and horny. And he was happy to help.

And she liked it. He knew she did. She told him so. And he believed her. Because she was happy. And that’s all that mattered. Her happiness. So he was going to help her. No matter how long it took. He’d fuck her until she was happy.

He knew it might take a while, but he didn’t care. He was happy to oblige. After all, it wasn’t every day he had the chance to fuck someone as hot and horny as her. So he was going to take advantage of it.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

As Shierra and Paul were fucking, Hilda was watching over the two toddlers in the room next door, Norn and Aisha. She sat with them as they coloured and played, keeping a close eye on them. She could hear the muffled sound of sex coming from the room next door and couldn’t help but reach down to touch herself.

She had heard rumours of Paul’s sex addiction. She knew he was a good man. But she couldn’t help the feeling of jealousy that came over her, knowing he was in there with one of the new girls he found.

She glanced over at Norn and Aisha, the two of them playing together happily. Norn was still shy around others, but she seemed to be warming up to Aisha. Hilda hoped that maybe one day she’d be able to let her play with the other children without supervision. But for now, she was content to let them play together on their own.

Hilda knew that it wouldn’t last forever. But for now, she would enjoy it. She thought of Paul and his sex addiction, and wondered if it had changed much from the last time he was home. He hadn’t been here in a long time.

Aisha crawled over to Hilda curiously, her eyes fixed on her as she stared up at her. Hilda smiled down at the toddler, her hands reaching out to pet her head.

“What’s up, Aisha?” She asked softly.

Aisha didn’t reply, but instead leaned forward and latched onto Hilda’s breast, sucking at it hungrily. Hilda sighed, her nipples hardening as she let the toddler nurse from her. Norn crawled over as well, her face serious as she watched her sister nurse.

“Are you hungry too?” Hilda asked.

Norn nodded, her eyes wide and serious as she stared at Hilda. Hilda reached out and gathered her close, letting her nurse at her other breast. She felt their warm mouths on her skin, their tongues rasping against her nipples as they nursed from her.

Hilda let them nurse, enjoying the feeling of them sucking at her breasts. It reminded her of when they were babies. They had both been so small and helpless. But they were growing now. Norn was already showing signs of intelligence, her expressions changing depending on her mood. She would grow up and be a great woman, Hilda knew.

Aisha would as well. She had more spirit than Norn, always eager to explore and try new things. She would grow to be a great warrior, Hilda thought.

But they were still babies now. And as such, they would nurse from her for as long as they needed to. Hilda smiled as she watched them, enjoying their suckling mouths as they nursed at her breasts.

She felt a stirring in her stomach then, a growing warmth that spread through her lower body. She knew what it was, and what it meant. She tried to fight it off, but the feeling only grew stronger as the two girls nursed at her.

It wasn’t fair. She tried so hard to fight it, but it always seemed to win out. She wanted to be strong, to fight it and win. But every time, it won and she was left as its victim. It always happened like this, when her girls nursed from her. It was almost like they could sense it.

Hilda let out a frustrated sigh as she felt the familiar wetness soak her underwear. She knew she had been wet for a while now, but had been trying to fight off the orgasm that was building inside of her.

But it seemed it would be no use. The feeling had become too much for her, the pleasure building inside of her until it became almost unbearable. She let out a cry as she felt herself cumming, her hips twitching with pleasure as she orgasmed. Her hands came up to pet the two girls’ heads, her eyes squeezing shut with pleasure as they nursed on through her orgasm. When they finished, Hilda let out a sigh and then pushed them off gently. Aisha and Norn both let out unhappy cries, their mouths opening and closing as they searched for their adoptive mother’s breasts again

She began to suck Aisha’s pussy then, her tongue lapping at the soft folds of the toddler’s cunt. She tasted sweet, her juices running down Hilda’s chin as she sucked on her. Aisha moaned softly, her hips twitching as Hilda sucked her pussy.

Hilda licked Aisha until she came, the toddler gasping and shaking as she orgasmed for the first time ever. Hilda then moved on to Norn, who looked up at her curiously as she approached. She was still so innocent, so naive about everything. Hilda licked her as well, tasting the sweet juices of her pussy. Norn moaned and shook as well, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

When she finished with Norn, Hilda sat back on her heels and looked at both of them. They were both still young, so pure and innocent. And yet they were already so good at making her feel pleasure. She was proud of them, both of them.

Just then, she noticed that Norn looked to be peeing. Hilda panicked, her hands going up to catch it before it spilled all over the room. She watched as the pee flowed out of Norn’s body, her heart pounding with surprise.

She couldn’t believe it, Norn was peeing on her. She had never done it before. Hilda stared at her, frozen with shock as she looked down at the mess.

“Norn?” She asked shakily. “Did you just pee on me?”

She asked, still unable to believe it. It was too much for her.

Norn stared up at her blankly, no sign of comprehension on her face. Hilda stared back at her, her shock wearing off as she realized that the toddler hadn’t done it on purpose. She sighed, and then bent down to clean Norn up.

She wiped her clean, her fingers feeling the small pussy that was hidden beneath her dress. Norn’s eyes were wide and serious as Hilda cleaned her, but she made no protest as she wiped her pussy clean. When she finished, Hilda gave her a reassuring smile.

“You’re such a good girl,” she told her. “I know it wasn’t your fault. You’re still young, it’s okay.”

Norn didn’t reply, her eyes still serious as she stared at her adoptive mother. But she did lean forward to rest her head against Hilda’s shoulder, her hands coming around her waist to hold her close.

Hilda smiled as she stroked Norn’s hair, her heart melting at the feeling of the toddler in her arms. She knew that she would always be here to protect her and Aisha. After all, they were her daughters. And a mother always protected her daughters. She smiled again, and then pulled Aisha closer to her as well.

She leaned in to give them both a kiss, before setting them to their cribs.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Vierra and Shierra joined the party the next day, travelling with them to help them find more survivors. They were good at their job, Vierra’s skills at combat proving valuable when it came to defending against monsters and bandits. Shierra as well, though she was still learning her skills as a mage.

Paul was glad to have them. It felt right to have the two of them with him as he could take care of them like other women in his group. They continued their search for survivors while staying in Millis capital as it serve as their temporary home for now.

Each night, he’d make love to each of the girls in the group. Each night would be the same, Paul fucking his way through all of his women. But he wouldn’t mind. They always let him, after all. And they never complained. They always told him how good he was at it. And how much they enjoyed it.

It was only the right thing to do, after all. He knew it was his responsibility as the leader of the group to keep them entertained. After all, he, is the main support pillar for them.

Chapter Text

The air was thick with the quiet hum of despair in the refugee camp. Laws sat by the edge of their small, hastily constructed shelter, the makeshift walls barely enough to keep the chill of the night at bay. His sharp elven ears twitched at every faint rustle from the neighboring tents. Somewhere in the distance, a child was crying. He clenched his fists, his thoughts spiraling back to Sylphiette.

Lala approached quietly, her beastwoman tail swishing behind her, the tension in her frame mirroring Laws’. She placed a warm hand on his shoulder, her golden eyes filled with an unspoken understanding. They didn’t need words. Both carried the same scars, the same weight of uncertainty. Their daughter was out there somewhere—alone, scared, and far from their reach.

“It’s been weeks,” Lala murmured, breaking the silence. “No news… no sign of her.”

Laws nodded, his voice tight. “We’ll find her. Once the chaos settles, we’ll search every corner of this world if we have to.”

The two sat in silence for a while, leaning on each other for comfort as their memories drifted back to a simpler time—before the teleportation incident had torn their lives apart.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-

In the quiet village nestled between rolling hills and dense forests, life had been peaceful. Laws had made a name for himself as the village hunter, his sharp aim and elven agility invaluable in taking down dangerous beasts. He’d often collaborated with Paul, the village swordsman, whose strength and charisma were rivaled only by his reckless streak.

Paul and Zenith’s house had always been a second home to Laws and Lala. The couples shared meals, stories, and laughter, their children often playing together in the yard. Sylphiette had taken a liking to Rudeus, and though Laws had initially been wary of the boy’s eccentric behavior, it warmed his heart to see his daughter smile so brightly around him.

Lala, too, had grown close to Zenith. The two often exchanged household tips or simply enjoyed tea together. Their visits were frequent, and the bonds between the two families deepened over time.

Paul, for all his flaws, had a way of drawing people in. He and Laws, in particular, shared an easy camaraderie that extended beyond the hunting expeditions they frequently embarked on together. They’d joke, compete, and sometimes discuss topics that veered into more personal territory. Paul was shamelessly candid, and Laws found himself reluctantly dragged into conversations about married life.

“You and Lala ever… spice things up?” Paul had asked one evening after a successful hunt, his tone dripping with mischief.

Laws had chuckled awkwardly, unsure of how to answer. “We… manage just fine.”

Paul grinned. “You should try something new. Zenith and I—well, let’s just say we keep things interesting.”

Laws had laughed it off at the time, dismissing Paul’s usual bravado as harmless talk. But then came the day he stumbled upon something he wasn’t meant to see.

Laws had been tracking a wounded beast that had escaped during a hunt, its trail leading him dangerously close to Paul’s property. As he skirted the edge of the woods near the back of the house, he heard faint noises coming from the shed. Curiosity piqued, he crept closer, his hunter instincts kicking in.

What he saw made his breath hitch.

Paul and Zenith were there, their bodies entwined in a moment of passion, oblivious to the world around them. Laws froze, heat rising to his face as he realized he’d intruded on something deeply private.

Before he could slip away unnoticed, Paul’s sharp gaze locked onto him.

“Laws,” Paul called, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Why don’t you come in?”

Laws stammered, trying to excuse himself, but Paul’s grin only widened. “Relax. I won’t tell anyone you were spying on us. But if you’re worried about me holding this over your head… well, you could join us. Consider it a little… pact of silence.”

Laws felt a knot tighten in his stomach, his mind racing as he weighed his options.

A moment passed, and Laws reluctantly agreed.

Paul welcomed him with an outstretched hand. Laws took it, his heart pounding in his ears. As Paul led him into the shed, he caught Zenith’s gaze flicking toward him, her lips parting softly. Her dress hung from her shoulders, pushed down to expose her ample chest. Laws’s breath hitched as his pants felt tighter.

“Close the door behind you,” Zenith murmured, her voice husky and inviting.

He obeyed, then turned to face the pair. Paul leaned forward, his lips pressing against Zenith’s in a slow, deliberate kiss. Laws’ eyes lingered on the sight before him, the gentle teasing of their tongues, the soft sighs they shared.

Zenith’s dress slipped further down her body, pooling around her waist. She was bare beneath it, and Laws’ gaze fell to her naked hips. He gulped, heat rushing through him. The fabric was bunched around her thighs, barely hiding her ass.

“Lala won’t mind, will she?” Zenith asked, her eyes meeting Laws’.

He shook his head. “Not… if it’s just this once.”

Paul chuckled. “If you want, we can invite her next time. But for now… well, I think you’ll find our little Zenith more than satisfying.” He traced a finger along his wife’s spine, causing her to shiver. “She has a hunger that can’t be sated.”

Laws swallowed hard, his desire building as he watched the pair of them. Zenith turned to face him fully, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

“Come here,” she whispered, her lips curling up.

With hesitant steps, Laws moved toward her. Paul shifted to make room for him beside Zenith, his hand sliding down his wife’s back to cup her ass. She reached for Laws, pulling him closer.

He felt his face heat as his own arousal pressed against her thigh. Her breath whispered against his lips, a warm smile on her mouth. Laws leaned in, their lips brushing against each other in a light caress.

A soft sigh left her as she tilted her head to deepen the kiss, her fingers running through his hair. Laws’ hands found her hips, his palms resting against her bare skin. He groaned into her mouth as she ground herself against him, feeling the heat of her body.

“Ah… Zenith,” he whispered.

She smiled against his lips, her hand reaching down between them to stroke him through his pants. Laws gasped as she worked him, his head spinning.

Paul chuckled, his voice husky. “He’s got a nice one, doesn’t he?”

Zenith giggled, her fingers quickening as she stroked Laws’ arousal. He moaned, his hips rocking into her touch.

“I think he’s ready for you,” she whispered, grinning.

Laws’ breath caught as Zenith lowered herself down in front of him, her fingers expertly undoing his pants. She pulled his erection free, and he felt a surge of pride at the sound of Paul’s whistle. He glanced over, his cheeks flushing, and caught the other man’s amused gaze.

Paul had stripped as well now, his own thick cock bobbing up between his legs. Laws gulped as he took in the sight, feeling his own erection quiver.

Zenith smirked up at him. “No wonder Lala fell for you. You’ve got a rod like a stallion’s.”

He swallowed hard as she reached for him. Her mouth opened, her pink lips wrapping around the head of his cock. Laws let out a low groan as her tongue licked over his tip, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through him.

Behind her, Paul ran his fingers over Zenith’s ass. He could see her skin pebble in response, her cheeks clenching as she continued to suck Laws’ cock.

“Zenith,” Paul murmured. “Spread your legs for me, love.”

Laws watched as Zenith obeyed. He felt his cock pulse in her mouth, his eyes falling to watch her lips slide down his shaft. Her tongue lapped at the underside, sending shivers running through him. He was close to climax already, his balls tightening.

“Hold on,” he gasped, his hands coming up to fist in her hair.

She hummed, the sound vibrating around his cock, and he nearly lost himself right then. Paul’s chuckle cut through the air, followed by the sound of Zenith’s gasp. Laws opened his eyes to see the other man standing behind her now, the thick head of his erection parting the lips of her pussy.

Zenith moaned around Laws’ cock as her husband pushed into her, filling her slowly. Laws watched, mesmerized, as her body took in Paul’s length. His own cock pulsed in her mouth, and he couldn’t help rocking his hips into her lips as she took him deeper.

Paul groaned, his hands gripping Zenith’s hips as he began to fuck her. Laws’ cock disappeared into her throat, her hands wrapping around his length to stroke him. She sucked him off eagerly, her tongue running over his shaft as Paul thrust into her from behind.

The sound of their groans and wet slaps filled the air. Laws panted as he fucked Zenith’s mouth, her throat clenching around him. It wouldn’t be long before he climaxed, his orgasm building swiftly.

He saw Paul’s gaze flash up to meet his. The other man grinned, a look of excitement in his eyes.

“I think our Zenith is about to get it from both ends,” he whispered, his words strained as he thrust into his wife.

Laws groaned, Zenith’s tongue running over his length as he felt his climax approach. He could feel her throat squeezing around him, and he knew she was close as well. Her muffled moans vibrated around his cock as her hips rocked back into Paul’s thrusts. The slap of their skin was the only warning before they climaxed together, Zenith’s pussy clenching around Paul’s cock as Laws’ own release spilt into her throat. She swallowed it eagerly, milking his cock for every last drop.

As they came down from their shared climax, Laws couldn’t help but smile. He had never imagined it would end like this, but he couldn’t deny that it was exactly what he’d needed.

Laws knew that this wouldn’t be the last time he came to Paul’s shed as they cleaned up after themself before leaving the place to do their things afterwards. Law's head was filled with the image of Zenith eagerly sucking himself off so much that he couldn't continue the hunt for the day, thus prompting him to return home early.

But Lala had a keen nose, one that had no difficulty sniffing out the lingering scent of Zenith on Laws’ body. And perhaps, even the scent of Paul as well.

Laws knew it was possible, but he hoped she wouldn’t notice. She knew what he smelled like when he returned from a hunt. There was no reason for her to question this time being any different.

As it turned out, he was wrong.

The moment he walked into their hut, Lala’s ears twitched. Her tail lashed, her eyes narrowing as she sniffed the air. Laws knew he was caught. He hoped that he could talk her down when she realized what had happened.

But to his surprise, she didn’t look angry.

In fact, she looked the opposite of angry. She looked... turned on.

The scent of Zenith and Paul had affected her, and Laws could see the signs of arousal written all over her face. She approached him slowly, a hungry look in her eyes. He swallowed hard, unsure what to do.

She reached for him, her hands running over his chest before trailing down to his pants.

“You smell like sex,” she said, her voice low and husky.

Laws couldn’t deny it. “I didn’t mean—”

“But you did it,” she interrupted, her hand wrapping around his cock.

She stroked him slowly through the fabric of his pants, her eyes flashing up to meet his.

“Are you going to fuck me, Laws?” She asked. “I’ve got to have you in me.”

Laws was shocked. He hadn’t expected Lala to react like this. He stared down at her, his heart pounding as he tried to think of the right thing to say.

But Lala didn’t let him hesitate. She kissed him hard, her tongue lapping at his lips as she stroked him through his pants. Her hands moved swiftly, tugging at his pants as she worked to get them off him.

He could feel his erection growing as she touched him. He knew that he needed her. That he needed to be inside her, needed to have her beneath him.

And then, suddenly, she had his pants off. His cock sprang free, and she reached up to stroke him. Laws groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tugged her closer.

“Take off your dress,” he said, his voice low.

Lala nodded, her eyes bright with excitement as she pulled it over her head. Laws watched, his breath catching as he saw her naked body. Her breasts hung heavy, her nipples pink and stiff. He could smell the scent of her arousal, her body telling him that she needed him just as much as he needed her.

He reached down, pulling her closer to him. She came willingly, her body pressing against his as she kissed him again. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she moaned against his lips.

Laws’ hands trailed down her back, his fingers tracing over her hips. Her ass was warm to the touch, his hand running over the soft skin. Lala groaned, her hips rocking into him as he squeezed her ass.

His hand drifted between her legs, and he could feel the wetness of her pussy. She was slick with arousal, and Laws knew that she would be easy to enter.

He pulled her up, her legs wrapping around him as he lifted her off the ground. His cock pressed between her legs, rubbing against the folds of her pussy. Lala moaned, her lips trailing over his neck as she licked at his skin.

Then, with a quick thrust, he was inside her. Her pussy gripped him tight, her inner walls clenching around his cock. Laws groaned as she rocked against him, his hands cupping her ass to pull her closer. He drove into her, the two of them groaning together as their bodies met.

They were both already worked up. The scent of Zenith and sex had turned them on, and they knew that they wouldn’t last long. Laws held Lala tight, her back against the wall as he fucked her hard. He drove his cock deep into her, her pussy clenching tight around him.

Lala’s whimpers filled the air as he took her, her nails digging into his back as she rode his cock. He could feel himself getting close, his cock swelling inside her.

“Harder, Laws,” she gasped, her voice high pitched as she held onto him. “I want you to fill me up with your cum.”

Laws groaned at her words, his hips moving swiftly as he fucked into her. He could feel his climax approaching, his balls drawing tight. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer.

With a final thrust, he drove into her as deep as he could. Lala cried out as he climaxed, her body trembling against him as she felt his cock pulse inside her. His cum spilled into her, filling up her pussy and spilling out between them.

Laws held her as she came down, his arms wrapped tight around her body. He could feel her trembling, her pussy still clenching around him as his cock slipped from her body.

When they were both spent, Laws lowered her to the ground. She smiled up at him, a happy smile that made him feel his heart swell.

“Thank you, Laws,” she murmured.

He leaned in to kiss her. “For what?”

“For fucking me until I was satisfied,” she said, giggling.

Laws blushed, chuckling. “Anytime you want me to.”

And as they kissed, he knew that things would be a little different from now on. But he knew that he wouldn’t mind it. After all, it was better this way. And they could always come to Paul for help if they wanted it.

"You know..." Laws hesitated, before saying, "...Zenith mentioned something about sharing..."

Lala's expression turned curious, her brow furrowing. "Sharing what?"

Laws blushed. "Sharing... each other."

Lala let out a long sigh. "Oh, Laws," she said, shaking her head. "You really are so dense sometimes. Yes, I know exactly what they were talking about. And it sounded pretty good."

Laws' cheeks flushed as Lala moved to straddle him. She rocked her hips against his, grinding their crotches together as he watched.

"You know," Lala said, her voice teasing. "If you're up for it, I think it could be a lot of fun."

Laws nodded, swallowing hard. "Yeah, I think that could be good."

And with that, they both knew that their next trip would be to Paul's.

-^-^-^-^-^-

They arrived at Paul's house later that afternoon. Lala had been nervous on the walk over, but Laws reassured her that she was beautiful. That she had nothing to worry about.

He held her hand as they made their way up the path to Paul's door.

When Zenith answered, her eyes lit up in surprise.

"Lala! I didn't know you were coming too."

"I heard what you were planning," Lala said. "I wanted to come."

Zenith grinned, her lips curling. "Excellent."

She ushered them inside, where Paul was waiting. Laws couldn't help but stare at the other man's grinning face. He felt Lala's hand squeeze his, a reassurance.

They all chatted for a while, catching up on the latest news. Paul offered them drinks, his smile warm and inviting. As they spoke, Laws could feel Lala's eyes on him, her gaze lingering on his body.

Finally, they all decided to retire for the night. They made their way upstairs to Paul and Zenith's bedroom, Lala looking nervous. But Laws could also see the excitement in her eyes.

When they reached the room, Paul smiled and began to undress. He stripped off his shirt, and Laws felt a flush rise to his cheeks. He looked away quickly, only to meet Lala's gaze.

She reached over, running her fingers through his hair. "Are you alright?" she asked softly.

Laws nodded. "Yeah."

Lala smiled, leaning in to kiss him. "Relax. I'll be here for you."

He nodded, looking away as he pulled off his own shirt. Zenith smiled at him as she stripped down as well, her eyes sparkling with mirth.

Laws tried to ignore the way that his erection sprang up as they all undressed. He kept his gaze averted, focused on the bed. The blankets were soft against his skin, the sheets smelling of sex and arousal.

Zenith was the first to climb into bed, her naked body slipping between the blankets. She held out her hand, beckoning Laws to follow her.

He swallowed hard before obeying. As he slipped into bed beside her, he could feel her body heat. He turned to meet her gaze, seeing the warmth in her eyes.

"You're handsome," she whispered, running a finger down his chest.

Laws blushed. He had no idea how to reply to that. So he leaned in to kiss her instead, his lips brushing against hers. She moaned into the kiss, her tongue flicking out to taste him.

He groaned into the kiss, feeling himself grow hard against her hip. Zenith ran a hand down his chest, her fingers sliding down to stroke his cock. Laws gasped into her mouth as she wrapped her hand around him.

He could hear the sound of Lala's laughter as she and Paul joined them in bed. Her body pressed against Paul's chest as he kissed her, their lips making wet slapping noises.

Laws' arousal grew with each passing second, his body heat building. He groaned as Zenith stroked his cock, her hand working him over his length. He could feel himself growing stiffer, his tip already wet with his own arousal.

Zenith pulled back from their kiss, her smile warm as she looked up at him. "I think you're ready for me," she whispered.

Laws swallowed hard, nodding. He watched as she rolled over, her ass pressing against his erection. He moaned as his tip rubbed against the soft skin of her ass, her flesh pebbling beneath him.

Zenith glanced back at him, smiling as she pressed back into him. He groaned, feeling her body clench around him as he entered her. Paul's laughter filled the room as Laws' cock slid into Zenith, her body taking him in easily.

As he began to move, he turned his gaze to Lala and Paul. The other man was now buried between her thighs, her legs wrapped around his back. They both rocked into each other, their bodies moving swiftly.

Laws matched his pace to theirs as he fucked Zenith, their groans filling the room. He could feel Zenith clenching around him, her body milking him for every last drop. He could tell she was close already, her pussy tightening.

As he reached back to play with her clit, he felt his own climax approaching. He knew it wouldn't be long until he spurted, filling Zenith up with his cum. She cried out as he rubbed at her clit, her body trembling as she came.

Laws drove deep into her at his climax, feeling his cock pulse. He moaned as he released, his cum filling her up. He could hear the wet squelching noises of his own release, and he felt Zenith clench around him again.

When he pulled out of her, he collapsed back onto the bed with a groan. He was exhausted, but sated. And he knew that Lala felt the same as he looked over at her.

The four of them lay together, catching their breath. And as they did, Laws knew that this would be the first of many shared nights.

And so the days went by, filled with as much sex as they could have. There were some days when Paul came to visit Laws and Lala at their hut, but most nights were spent at Paul's place.

As much as they enjoyed each other, Laws had a job to do. He went out to hunt most days, but he always returned home to Lala eager and ready to fuck.

He never knew when it would happen, but there were days when Lala would meet him at the door. She would push him back inside, stripping off his clothes as she worked his cock free from his pants. He would moan as she fell to her knees, her mouth taking his cock in eagerly.

She would suck him off before they even made it to the bed. And Laws would groan as he felt his release building. He would hold her head gently as he came, his cum spilling down her throat.

But there were days that Laws came home late, only to find out later that she had gone over to Paul's house, as Laws caught them in the middle of the act as he saw Lala bend over the table while Paul was like a pent-up rabbit ramming his hip roughly into Lala's bottom. days like these, Laws could only let out a sigh before turn over to Zenith instead.

And then, one day as the four adults were busy indulging in their own pleasure with each other, Paul suddenly removed himself from Zenith to the surprise of Laws and Lala.

"What's wrong?" Laws asked.

But Paul just smiled at him, before slowly stepping over to the door, and yanking it wide open revealing the peeking pair behind it.

Behind it was a pair of faces, both peeking through the crack. Laws and Lala let out startled yells as they recognized their own daughter. Rudeus' face was there as well, his cheeks flushing as he quickly pulled Sylphiette behind him.

"What the hell—!" Laws began to shout, but Paul stopped him before he could continue.

He held up a hand, his expression calm. "It's okay, Laws."

Laws and Lala looked at him in confusion. "What?"

"Come on, Zenith," Paul said, ignoring Laws as he pulled Zenith away from him.

Laws watched in confusion as Paul tugged Zenith after him, herding the two children along with them. He and Lala both looked at each other in confusion.

"What the hell just happened?" Lala asked.

Laws shrugged. "No idea."

They both heard footsteps behind them, turning to see Zenith and Paul approaching. But to their surprise, Zenith had a large grin on her face. "Don't worry, you two," she said. "Paul told me what was happening. It's fine."

Laws looked at Paul in confusion. "What did you tell her?"

Paul smiled. "That this is what we've been planning for. It's finally time."

"Time for what?"

"It's time to share with the kids," Paul replied. His smile widened as he reached up to run a hand through Zenith's hair. "We've all been having fun together, haven't we? Why don't we make it even more enjoyable?"

Laws shook his head. "I don't understand."

Paul sighed. "The kids are old enough now, Laws. It's time to teach them the ways of sex. And to do that, we have to be open about it."

Laws could feel his face heating up. "So you're saying—"

"That we should have sex in front of them," Paul replied.

Laws stared at him for a moment before looking over at Lala. She was staring at Paul as well, looking shocked.

"This is insane," she murmured, her voice full of disbelief.

Paul shrugged. "But it's what they're expecting from us. I've already talked to Rudeus, and he said he and Sylphiette have been expecting it to happen."

Laws blinked. "You did what?"

"I've been teaching him some things already," Paul said.

Laws looked over at Lila, who was staring at him with wide eyes. "And what about Sylphiette?"

"Rudeus has been doing a good job of it," Paul replied. "She's been taking the lessons well."

Laws shook his head, trying to process all of this. He hadn't expected this. He had known that one day his daughter would learn about sex, but he had hoped to delay that for as long as possible, not for her to discover things out like this.

But Paul wasn't finished. "Come on, Laws," he said, his voice low. "It'll be fun. And don't you want to teach your daughter about sex?"

Laws didn't have a chance to reply before Sylphiette walked forward. Her cheeks were flushed red, her hair mussed from the activities earlier. But her eyes were bright as she looked up at Laws.

"Daddy," she whispered. "Will you—"

Laws swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Will I what?" He asked, knowing what she was asking.

Sylphiette's hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Will you teach me?" She asked. "Rudeus said that you would. That you'd show me how it's done."

Laws looked over at Paul, who just shrugged. "Well, it's your daughter," he said. "You're her father."

Laws swallowed hard before looking back down at Sylphiette. "Alright," he said softly. "Come here."

She nodded, her face lighting up in excitement. Laws could feel his arousal growing as she approached, her hands reaching up, her small hands wrapping around his cock.

"Rudeus showed me how to do this," she whispered, before leaning forward to take him in her mouth.

Laws gasped as she began to suck him. Her tongue swirl around his tip, her mouth sliding over him. He moaned softly, his eyes closed as he let her pleasure him.

When he opened his eyes again, it was to see Paul watching him. The man had a smirk on his face, his eyes dark with lust. Laws looked over at Zenith, seeing that she had Rudeus in her mouth as well.

And as they watched each other, Laws realized that this was what they had all been working towards. And with that thought in his head, he felt himself coming hard in his daughter's mouth.

Paul nodded, before reaching over to grab Sylphiette by her shoulder. He pulled her off of Laws, before flipping her over onto her back.

The small girl let out a squeal as she was turned over, her giggles echoing around the room. Laws watched as Paul spread her legs, before motioning toward Laws.

"Come now, don't you want to have a taste of this?" Paul asked, gesturing toward his daughter.

Laws were frozen in place. This was a lot for him to take in. He didn't think he could really do this. But at the same time, he knew he had already gone far enough that he couldn't go back. And part of him really wanted to.

So with that thought, he reached forward and position his hardened cock pressing against Sylphiette's cute little hole, his hand reach down and lightly spread her lower lips open, giving him more access. With a soft groan, he pressed the tip of his cock against the hole, feeling her warmth on his tip and began to push in, her tiny opening barely able to hold half of his tip inside before he reached her inner barrier.

Paul's hand reached to touch Sylphiette's cheek, looking her in the eye. "are you ready princess?"

Sylphiette nodded shyly. "Y-yes..."

And with that, Laws pushed the rest of his way in through her barrier, Sylphiette let out a small cry as pain flashed through her face, her back arching up and her hand clenching down to claw at the bedsheet.

She whimpered softly as Laws let his tip rest inside her for a few moments, giving her time to adjust before Laws started to move. He began slowly, his cock moving in and out of her with slow thrusts. But soon he felt himself picking up the pace, his thrusts growing faster.

Sylphiette moaned softly beneath him, her hips rising to meet him. Laws leaned forward to kiss her, his tongue pushing past her lips to taste her mouth.

As Laws kissed her, he could hear Paul murmuring behind him. "Sorry for stealing her virginity before you, but I couldn't help it, she looked too inviting you know?."

But Laws was too absorbed in his daughter's tight pussy to pay attention to Paul. He held her hips firm, his hands gripping her tightly as he thrust deep into her. He could feel her cervix every time he punched up at it, and knew he was close to coming.

As he felt himself building towards his climax, he reached down to play with Sylphiette's clit. Her moans grew louder, her body trembling. He knew she was close too, and that she would be coming soon as well.

So Laws sped up even more, his thrusts driving deeper. Sylphiette cried out, her orgasm building in her. And as Laws felt her pussy clench tightly around him, he came hard.

He cried out as he emptied into her, his cum spilling deep into his daughter. He groaned loudly, his muscles trembling as he released.

When he finally pulled out of her, his cock was still dripping with his daughter's juices and his own seed. He looked down at Sylphiette, seeing her panting. Her lips curled in a smile as she met his gaze.

He smiled back at her before looking over at Paul and Zenith. The two of them were still fucking, their bodies sweaty from their exertions. Rudeus was busy ramming his hip against Lala as the boy didn't want to be left behind by his father.

Laws look down at Sylphiette again, before the fire in him reignited as he position himself and rammed his cock right back into Sylphiette's pussy once more, before catching up with the fast pace of others. But this time, he trusted so hard that in just a few thrusts, Law's tip penetrated Sylphiette's cervix as it entered her womb, bulging up her small belly as Laws furiously pistoning in and out of her. Sylphiette screamed out at this, her belly was bulging each time her father's cock pistoned into her womb. Laws was relentless, the heat of their fuck intensified with his cock's penetration of her womb.

Laws was quickly losing control as he pistoned Sylphiette harder and deeper, the sounds of Sylphiette screams and her bulging belly were driving his lust beyond control. Finally, Laws couldn't hold out anymore, he roared as he felt the wave of pleasure exploding within him as his balls tightened and cum shot out from his tip to splatter on Sylphiette's cervix. He groaned deeply as he felt Sylphiette womb milking his seed from his cock, and felt Sylphiette tremble under him in her own climax.

As Laws pulled out from his daughter's pussy, he could see his seed still dripping out of her. He smiled at her, before looking at Paul. "How many kids do you want?"

Paul chuckled. "Just one more."

Laws grinned as he leaned over Sylphiette to kiss her. "Then let's do this," he said.

As they did so, Laws watched the others. He knew that they all wanted children, and he would make sure it happened. He would fuck them all as many times as he had to.

As the four of them did so, they switched over. Laws bent Rudeus over the side of the bed, before pushing his cock into his ass. The boy moaned, his body trembling as Laws fucked him.

On the other side of him, Laws could see Sylphiette bent over the same edge. Paul was behind her, fucking her pussy deeply. Laws smiled as he watched, feeling his arousal growing.

He began to thrust deeper into Rudeus, his movements swift. He could feel the boy's ass clenching tightly around him with each thrust.

"Give me more, uncle Laws" Rudeus gasped. "You're so deep in me. I can feel your cock grinding and messing up my prostate."

Laws groaned at his words, his hips snapping forward with more intensity. He could hear Rudeus moaning louder, the boy's body trembling.

As Laws fucked Rudeus, he knew they were both close. And as the boy's ass clenched down around his cock, Laws cried out. He came hard, his cum spilling into the boy's ass.

Laws then looked over only to see Paul smile at him. Understanding his intention, Laws then picked Rudeus up, as Paul also picked Sylphiette up, before both re-positioning the kid up against each other while they still have an adult cock inside each of them. Laws then put Rudeus's smaller cock against Sylphiette's pussy, which Paul already occupied before forcing the boy's cock in, joining his father inside Sylphiette's pussy as well.

Sylphiette gasped as her pussy was now being impaled by two cocks at once, and as Laws and Paul began to move, they also moved their own kids against each other as both fathers kept the 2 kids in the middle.

Rudeus moaned out louder than before, as he felt the tightness of Sylphiette's pussy desperately clamping down onto him and his father's cock, while Laws's member moved furious in and out of the boy's anus. Sylphiette, however, was overwhelmed with the pleasure that quickly overtook the pain as she was now stuffed with 2 cocks inside her pussy.

The 4 kept on with the pace, mainly only Paul and Laws moving before they erupted as Paul and Rudeus filled Sylphiette up so much her belly slowly inflated, while Laws filled Rudeus's anus up with his seed as well.

In the meantime, Lala and Zenith had been enjoying themself as they licking of the cum from each other pussy, as they were panting heavily after their own climax, they both looked up at the 2 pairs of adults and kids that were still connected to each other.

But that wasn't the end, as Paul then grabbed Rudeus, and Laws grabbed Sylphiette as they moved to the floor and positioned the kids on all fours before putting themselves behind them. Laws position his cock to Sylphiette's pussy again, while Paul did the same to Rudeus's anus.

The 2 pairs then started their rhythm again as Laws pistoned in and out of Sylphiette with full force, and Paul did the same as they began fucking the kids again. This time though, Sylphiette didn't need much time to warm up as she already cum multiple times already, and her pussy was still clenching in her orgasm as Laws keep fucking her.

Sylphiette then moaned in pleasure as Laws fucked her harder and faster than before, she knew the 3 of them didn't have much longer left and she wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. Her body was covered in sweat, and her thighs were already sore from the night's exertion, but the pleasure of her father's cock kept her going on. Paul, however, didn't pull out as he felt Rudeus about to cum again, instead, he held his son in place as his cock erupted inside Rudeus. This, however, wasn't enough, as Rudeus already came once earlier and his orgasm was still fresh, so he wasn't able to cum again that quick, but instead, his body was overwhelmed with pleasure as he felt his father's seed still erupting inside him. Paul then held his son for a few moments before finally pulling out.

With Paul pulling out of Rudeus's anus, and with Laws finally felt his balls reaching their limit.

And with the final thrust, Laws groaned as his own climax reached the peak before he filled Sylphiette pussy once more, he pulled out as Sylphiette fell on her belly from her own exhaustion.

As the night slowly came to an end, Sylphiette could feel her belly bulging up with cum from her father and her friend, while Rudeus too felt his ass overflowing with cum from his uncle. But all of them were panting in pleasure, even as they lay down next to each other. And they knew that they would do it again.

For them, this was only the start.

They all fell asleep as they were.

The next morning, Laws and Paul woke up first, they both cleaned up themself before leaving to do the morning chores. After them were Lala and Zenith, who woke up to prepare breakfast for the day as they left the 2 kids, still hugging each other naked sleep in a bit more.

Following this day, Laws was more open to his daughter as more often than not, he would take her to their bedroom as Sylphiette joined her mother and father in bed, both bent over as their father had his turn with them.

But all fun came to an abrupt stop, as the white light covered them, before laying ruin to the whole region.

-^-^-^-^-^-

Remembering about the fond memory with his daughter, Laws couldn’t help himself, as his finger unconsciously moved down between Lala's legs as they worked her up. With panting breath, Lala gave him a kiss reassuring Laws.

“We will find her, Laws, and our family will reunited for sure.”

“Yes, dear. It will all be okay.”

Chapter Text

The sprawling grounds of the Sword Sanctuary stretched out before Ghislaine like an unforgiving desert, devoid of the comforts and distractions she was used to. The air was crisp and clean, but it carried the bite of discipline and rigor that made her skin prickle with unease. She wasn’t here by choice, but rather at the insistence of her village’s elders, who had grown tired of her reckless brawls and untempered strength. They believed the sanctuary could shape her into something more refined—a warrior, not a brute.

What do they know? she thought, her tail flicking in irritation as she leaned against a tree on the edge of the training grounds, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Her amber eyes scanned the other students, sweating and grunting under the weight of grueling exercises. She scoffed. "Pointless," she muttered under her breath. I don’t need this nonsense to fight.

“Ghislaine Dedoldia.”

The deep, commanding voice snapped her attention to the towering figure now standing before her. Sword God Gal Farion was a man whose reputation preceded him, even in the distant Beastfolk territories. Broad-shouldered and clad in simple training gear, his every step exuded a weight of authority that silenced those around him. His piercing gaze locked onto hers, as sharp as the legendary blade strapped to his back.

“You’ve been here three days,” Gal said, his voice even but edged with disapproval. “And you’ve done nothing but loiter and sneer at those who work hard to improve.”

Ghislaine snorted, her tail flicking dismissively. “I don’t need your silly workouts. I’m already strong enough.”

For a moment, Gal didn’t respond. He simply studied her, his expression unreadable. Then, with deliberate slowness, he unsheathed his sword. The blade glinted menacingly in the sunlight, its polished surface reflecting her defiant scowl.

“Is that so?” he said, his tone carrying an undercurrent of challenge. “Then prove it.”

He gestured toward a bare patch of dirt, and Ghislaine arched a skeptical brow. A sparring session? With Sword God Gal? She might have been bored, but she wasn’t suicidal.

Gal chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Don’t be afraid. It’s only a lesson.”

Ghislaine’s hackles rose at his implication, and she snarled, her claws digging into the bark of the tree. "I'm not afraid of anything," she growled, pushing off the trunk and striding towards the cleared area.

As she reached the center, Gal nodded towards a rack of wooden practice swords. “Take your pick.”

She scanned the assortment, her lip curling. Wooden swords? For a fight with the legendary Sword God? "They'll break," she said, gesturing to her own hands. She was a beast folk, and her claws were her weapon.

“Then choose your opponent,” Gal said, spreading his arms to indicate the other students.

Ghislaine eyed them disdainfully. None of them were worthy opponents, but she supposed they were better than a toy sword.

But as she turned back to Gal, she hesitated. Was she really going to fight an underling when the true master stood before her?

Gal must have noticed her dilemma, because he smirked and lifted his chin in challenge. "Or maybe you'd rather fight me?"

Ghislaine grinned, baring her sharp teeth. “Why not?”

A murmur rippled through the watching students as Gal shrugged and sheathed his blade. “Come on, then,” he said, beckoning her with a finger. “Show me what you’re made of.”

Ghislaine bristled at his mocking tone, but she was too eager for a fight to let it deter her. She lunged forward, claws extended.

But she was too slow. Gal parried her swipe with a laugh, and sent her flying with a kick to her chest. She landed hard, her ears ringing. Stunned, she blinked up at him.

He didn't give her a chance to recover. With a flurry of strikes, he pummeled her chest and slapped her ass, sending her stumbling backwards. Her claws swiped wildly, but he dodged and struck again. The blows were light and controlled, but they stung all the same.

Ghislaine hissed, her tail twitching with each hit. "Fight seriously!" she yelled.

But Gal only grinned and struck harder. She snarled and charged again, her claws flashing, but he was faster. He slapped her buttocks again and again, each blow sending a jolt of electricity through her body. Her nipples tightened, and a heat pooled in her belly that confused and embarrassed her.

Her clothes didn't last long against Gal's onslaught. Every blow ripped a piece of fabric away, until she was left standing nearly naked in the center of the clearing. The watching students gasped and murmured, but Ghislaine was too angry to care.

"Stop it!" she spat. "You've made your point, damn you!"

But Gal showed no mercy. He struck harder and harder, until Ghislaine's chest and buttocks were bright red. She howled with rage and pain, but his strikes were relentless.

It wasn't until tears streamed down her face that Gal finally pulled back. He loomed over her, his chest heaving with exertion. Sweat glistened on his forehead, but otherwise he looked untouched.

"Lesson over?" he said, his voice gentle.

Ghislaine nodded sullenly, her head hung in shame.

Gal sheathed his blade and crouched before her. His callused hands wiped her tears away, his touch warm and comforting.

"I apologize if I was too hard," he said softly. "But you need to learn discipline, my dear. You can't just barge into things with your claws flashing. You need to think, and control yourself. Understand?"

Ghislaine looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest. His eyes were so warm and kind, his face so gentle that it made her breath catch.

She nodded again, feeling the heat from his blows spreading through her. Her nipples were hard and aching, her pussy pulsing with need. It was so strong she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. What the hell is happening? she thought, confused and flustered by her reaction.

Gal smiled and stood, his hand lingering on her face. "Come on, my dear. I'll make sure you're tended to."

But Ghislaine couldn't stand, not yet. The heat in her body was too strong, her knees shaking like jelly. She could only watch as Gal walked away, feeling disappointed at his dismissal.

The next day followed.

Sword God Gal had decided to train her personally. Ghislaine stood nervously before him, wearing a simple training robe. The memory of his beating still lingered in her mind, making her bristle.

But instead of fighting, Gal guided her into the correct posture. "The key is to relax," he said. "Keep your muscles loose and fluid. That way you can react to any attack."

She nodded and shifted, her muscles easing. Her ears perked up as Gal touched her waist, guiding her into the perfect stance. His fingers rested lightly on the curve of her hip, but she shivered at the touch.

"Good," Gal said, stepping away. He unsheathed a practice sword and held it out. "Now let's try swinging."

Ghislaine took the wooden blade and lifted it. Her muscles were still sore from yesterday, but she managed to hold it aloft. Gal positioned himself behind her, his hands guiding hers as she swung it.

At first it was fine, but as the practice went on, Ghislaine began to feel a heat in her belly. It spread through her body, making her nipples hard and her pussy throb. She felt hot and needy, her breath coming in quick gasps. What the hell? she thought, growing increasingly distracted. Gal’s guidance was making her hornier than any man ever had.

She glanced over her shoulder at Gal, who stood behind her with a calm, collected expression. His hands were still on hers, guiding them in the proper swing of the sword.

But as she looked down, Ghislaine noticed something that made her heart jump. Gal’s finger was lightly flicking her nipple with every swing. His touch was so light and teasing that she shivered, her belly clenching with need.

She didn’t know what to do, so she kept silent and swung. The sensation grew more and more intense, until she had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Gal called a break. As Ghislaine lowered the sword, he stepped back and smiled. His hand brushed down her back, lingering at the curve of her ass. Ghislaine stiffened, feeling his palm caress her buttock. Her cheeks were still warm from yesterday’s beating, but the sensation of Gal’s touch made it throb again.

“You’re doing well, my dear,” Gal said. “Keep up the hard work.”

Ghislaine nodded, her ears still ringing from the touch. She could feel his seed in her, filling her up. But why was he doing this? Why was he making her feel so good? She didn’t understand.

But she didn’t have a chance to ask. As soon as Gal pulled out, he slapped her ass again. The strike landed on her sore cheek, making her gasp and jump.

“That’s for yesterday,” he said, smiling down at her.

Ghislaine’s eyes widened, but she couldn’t deny the sensation that shot through her. She moaned, her pussy clenching. “I want to be strong,” she gasped.

Gal smirked. “You’re getting there, my dear,” he said.

But Ghislaine shook her head, frustrated. “I’m too weak!” she cried, the words tumbling out before she could stop them. “I need to get stronger!”

Gal’s smile softened, his expression turning sympathetic. “I know,” he said. He stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands. “We all feel that way. But you’ll get there, my dear. You just need to work hard.”

Ghislaine sniffled and nodded, feeling her eyes prickle with tears. “When can I be strong like you?” she asked.

“Soon,” Gal said. His thumbs wiped away her tears. “Now let’s focus on the lesson at hand.”

Ghislaine blinked, feeling stupid for asking such a question. “Yes, Sword God,” she mumbled.

Gal’s smile returned, and he squeezed her shoulders. “Good attitude, my dear. Remember what I taught you and keep practicing. That’s the key to getting stronger.”

But Ghislaine couldn’t shake the feeling of inadequacy as they went back to the lesson. She wanted to be strong like Gal, but she knew that it would take her years if not decades to achieve. She had to find a shortcut.

And then it hit her.

“Sword God?” Ghislaine said hesitantly. “How can I become strong like you faster?”

Gal smiled, but this time there was something different about it. Something almost feral. “Maybe I can give you some private lessons,” he said. “Once everyone is gone for the day.”

Ghislaine felt a jolt of excitement at his words. Could it be true? She looked around at the students, still practicing in the training grounds.

“When?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gal glanced around and smiled again. “Soon,” he said. Then he clapped his hands and yelled loudly. “Alright everyone, time’s up for today. Get a good rest, and we’ll see you tomorrow!”

The students cheered, packing up their gear and hurrying out of the training grounds. Soon Ghislaine and Gal were the only ones left. The sun was starting to set, casting a golden glow over the grounds.

Gal turned and smiled at her. “Shall we begin?”

Ghislaine nodded eagerly.

He strode towards the center of the grounds and stood in the middle. “Now, let’s start with a simple stance,” he said. Ghislaine nodded and mirrored him, trying to remember everything he’d taught her today.

Gal nodded as he inspected her posture. “Not bad,” he said. “But you still look uncomfortable. Maybe if you took off your clothes...”

Ghislaine froze. What did he just say?

Gal smiled. “It’ll help you learn the stance properly,” he said, as if that made sense.

Ghislaine stared at him, unsure of what to do. But then she remembered her goal. If this was the way to become stronger, then she was willing.

Slowly, she shrugged off her training robe. Her undergarment followed soon after, until she stood naked in the middle of the clearing.

Gal nodded approvingly. “Good job,” he said. He strode towards her, his eyes roving up and down her body.

Ghislaine blushed and looked away, but he stepped closer, his hands cupping her waist. “Look at me,” he commanded softly.

She obeyed, looking up at him uncertainly. He smiled and leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers. The touch sent sparks flying through her, and she felt her belly clench. She had never been kissed before, and the sensation was overwhelming.

Gal smiled again and kissed her deeper. His hands caressed up and down her sides, feeling her undeveloped breasts. Ghislaine shivered, the touch sending her mind spinning.

Finally, Gal pulled back and studied her face. “Tell me, my dear,” he said, his eyes searching. “Are you ready?”

Ghislaine swallowed and nodded. She didn’t know what she was agreeing to, but she trusted Gal.

“Good,” he said. His hand drifted between her thighs, his fingers brushing against her sex.

Ghislaine gasped and jumped, feeling the heat explode through her body. “What are you doing?” she gasped, her eyes wide with shock.

Gal just smiled and continued to caress her sex. His fingers were soft and skilled, rubbing against her sensitive clit. The sensation made her shiver, her knees weakening. She gasped and moaned, the pleasure overtaking her mind.

“I want to make you strong,” Gal said softly, his eyes burning with desire. “Will you let me?”

Ghislaine couldn’t deny the fire that burned in her belly, her desire for Gal and his strength. She nodded, her heart pounding.

“Good,” Gal said again.

He leaned forward and kissed her again. “The first step in our training is to prepare you,” he said. “For that, you need my supplement.”

Ghislaine frowned, confused. “Supplement?” she echoed.

Gal nodded and stepped back. He reached down and tugged at his belt, his pants falling to the ground. Ghislaine gasped as his cock sprang free, her eyes widening.

It was huge. Larger than any she’d ever seen compared to the boys her age, with thick veins pulsing along its length that was well pass 10 inches long. She felt her sex throb, her nipples hardening.

“Do you understand?” Gal asked, his voice hoarse.

Ghislaine gulped and nodded. “Your seed is a supplement,” she said.

Gal smirked, his hand stroking his cock. “It’s imbued with mana,” he explained. “If you drink it, it will make your training easier.”

Ghislaine tilted her head. “Really?” she asked.

Gal nodded. “Of course.”

She looked down at his cock, feeling a sudden surge of desire. She wanted Gal’s seed in her.

She gulped and knelt before him, her hands reaching out to touch his cock. Gal didn’t stop her, only smiling as her fingers curled around it.

She looked up at him in confusion, wondering how she was supposed to drink it.

But Gal simply smiled and stroked her head. “Do it,” he commanded.

Ghislaine hesitated, but then obeyed. She opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips.

It was warm and soft, pulsing with a life of its own. His musky scent filled her nostrils, making her pussy throb.

Gal groaned, his head thrown back in pleasure. He carded his fingers through her hair and began to thrust into her mouth.

Ghislaine gagged and pulled back, feeling tears prick at her eyes. She wasn’t used to taking a cock so big in her mouth. But before she could move away, Gal’s hands forced her back onto his cock.

She sputtered, feeling his tip brush against the back of her throat. He was so deep and big in her mouth that she felt like gagging. But then he pulled back, allowing her to catch her breath.

“Don’t stop,” he commanded. “You need to work your tongue harder if you want that supplement of mine to come out early.”

Ghislaine didn’t argue, swallowing down her saliva as he thrust into her again. The sensation was intense, his cock stretching her mouth so wide that she felt like screaming. But she couldn’t. Gal’s hands were holding her head in place, his thrusts growing rougher. She choked and gagged, feeling her eyes tear up.

But then a change came over her body. Her mouth began to relax and open, accommodating Gal’s cock as if it was made for it. The pain disappeared, replaced by a sudden pleasure that made her moan.

Gal grinned, his fingers stroking her cheeks. “That’s a good girl,” he crooned. “Swallow my cock like a good little slut you are.”

Ghislaine shuddered at his words, but her body obeyed. She swallowed and licked, her tongue swirling around his cock as he thrust into her. The sensation sent a heat through her belly that made her pussy throb.

She looked down and gasped, seeing her belly bulge up with every thrust. It was huge, the shape of his cock easily seen in her skin. She was so small that the bulge seemed to reach up almost to her ribcage.

Gal chuckled, thrusting in again. He increased his speed and power, his cock slamming into her pussy as if she were a fleshlight. Ghislaine cried out and moaned, feeling her pleasure build up to a peak as her body shaped into the shape of his cock with each thrust.

Her tits swung with the force of his thrust, her nipples bouncing with every smack of his balls against her ass.

The sensation was so intense that her vision began to blur, her mind filled with pleasure. She shuddered and moaned, her pussy clenching so tight that her ass cheeks contracted. But it only encouraged Gal to fuck her harder, his cock ramming into her so hard that her entire body bounced back and forth.

She felt the mana within her change and grow, her body accepting Gal’s cock and seed. And then she felt his cock punch through her barrier, slamming into her womb.

It hurt, but the pleasure eclipsed the pain. Her womb began to pulse and contract, the muscles molding themselves to Gal’s cock.

Gal roared and thrust harder, his balls slamming against her clit as he fucked her pussy. The sensation was so strong that Ghislaine lost herself in it, her mind consumed by the pleasure.

But even as she reveled in the feeling, she could feel her body changing. Her muscles were growing stronger, her senses more sensitive with each second that passed. She felt every thrust of Gal’s cock, every twitch of his fingers on her hips.

But she could only moan and cry out, her voice echoing through the training grounds as Gal fucked her. And then her womb began to clamp down on his cock, squeezing it tight.

Gal cursed and groaned, his hand tightening around her hips. His thrusts became shallow, his cock twitching and pulsing. Ghislaine moaned louder, feeling her body warm up from the inside. And then he exploded in her, his hot cum filling up her womb.

Ghislaine felt her body light up, her muscles tensing and her belly sagging slightly. The heat spread through her body, and her senses heightened to the point that she could barely stand it.

And then it was over. Gal pulled out of her, his cock dripping with his cum and her pussy juices. Ghislaine slumped to the ground, panting as she felt her muscles relax.

Gal strode back to his pants, pulling them up as he grinned down at her. “Well done,” he said. “Keep working hard and you’ll be strong in no time.”

Ghislaine blinked up at him and nodded, feeling her body begin to heal itself. She knew that it wouldn’t take much for her to recover, and then she’d be back in the training grounds.

She smiled and closed her eyes, already looking forward to tomorrow’s lessons. The Sword God Gal was a good teacher after all. And she wanted to learn all that he had to teach. Her entire body still humming with mana from his seed and already her mind begin to crave for it.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

It happened like this every day. The other students practiced in the main training grounds, unaware of the lessons that Gal gave to Ghislaine.

Gal would lead her to a practice room in the back, one that was separated from the others by a wall. There, he taught her to harness her mana with his seed. The walls muffled her cries and moans, but even if they did hear them, the other students would never suspect what was going on.

Gal was a master in bed, and he knew how to keep a woman’s mind occupied. By the time Ghislaine was finished with her training, she was always exhausted and her mind hazy. The only thing she could think of was Gal’s cock and his lessons. And as she practiced, she could hear the sounds of the other students practicing.

They were training hard, their sweat and effort spent on harnessing their mana. But Ghislaine knew that her method was better. Gal had taught her well, and the results were already showing.

She could feel her mana growing stronger, her body beginning to take on the shape that Gal wanted for her. The seed of his supplement had done its work well. And as she began to master her magic, her mana began to react to his presence.

Whenever he came near her, her entire body would light up. Her pussy would throb and clench, her tits aching for his touch. And when he fucked her, she lost herself completely in the pleasure. He knew how to manipulate her senses, playing her body like an expert.

By the time their training was over, Ghislaine’s mind was melted. She couldn’t think of anything except for Gal. And though she was exhausted from the lessons, she had enough energy left to beg for more of his supplement.

It was a good thing that he was always happy to oblige. And by the time she made her way back to her room, her belly would always be filled with his warm seed.

The days turned into weeks as the Sword God continued his training with Ghislaine. And soon enough, the changes in her body became visible. Her small waist grew bigger and bigger, taking on the shape that Gal had shaped her womb into. Her chest, which was modest in size, was now well past D cup The students had begun to notice, and whispers began to spread.

It was no secret that Gal was training with Ghislaine in the practice room. But none of them could guess what he was teaching her.

The other teachers had noticed the change too, but they were too afraid to speak up. After all, Gal held the rank of Sword God, and his strength is enough as a testament to his decision.

It was the same with other students, who could only frown in disapproval as they watched Ghislaine bloom into a true beauty.

She had been a slender girl with little muscle, but now her body was toned and curvy. Her waist was small, her stomach well-defined with muscle. But her chest and ass were big and shapely, drawing eyes wherever she went especially with the way she dressed, with barely anything covering her large chest.

She was a wonder of a girl, strong and skilled. And her skills had grown as well. She was a prodigy in swordsmanship, able to wield her sword with skill and precision. The other students only had to see her in action once before they were all afraid of her.

And it was all thanks to Gal’s training. Ghislaine could only smile and thank him for all that he had taught her.

But then one day, she made a request. She had been training for so many years, and now she was ready to go out into the world.

Gal looked up from his desk and frowned. “Why do you want to leave?” he asked.

“I need to test my skills against stronger opponents,” Ghislaine answered. “The Sanctuary can only teach me so much. But I need to test myself against other swordsmen.”

Gal nodded thoughtfully and considered her answer. “Very well,” he finally said. “But first, come with me to the training grounds.”

Ghislaine frowned in confusion, but obeyed. Gal stood up and led her to the training grounds, to the same room in the back where he had first started teaching her.

Ghislaine’s cheeks flushed as he shut the door behind him, her heart beating fast. She knew what was about to happen.

She didn’t speak, only shedding her clothes as Gal sat down on a chair. His eyes were bright with lust, and she knew that he wanted her as much as she did him.

She straddled his lap and reached down for his cock. He was already hard, and she smiled as she stroked it with her hand. His breath hitched in his throat, and he groaned as she swirled her tongue around the tip. The taste of his precum was salty and delicious, and she licked it away eagerly.

He moaned again and shuddered, his hands coming up to grip her ass. He pulled her forward, his tip pressing into her entrance. Ghislaine gasped and bit her lip, feeling him stretch her wide.

The feeling was delicious, and she began to ride him. Her pussy slid up and down his cock, her walls clenching and massaging him. Gal moaned again, his fingers digging into her ass. He leaned back in his chair and watched as she fucked him, her tits bouncing with every bounce of her ass.

His lips curled in a smile as he watched her, and then he reached up to bite her nipple. His teeth sunk deep into the flesh, and Ghislaine shrieked as pleasure washed over her. She cried out as her climax began, feeling her pussy throb around his cock.

Gal groaned and cursed, his eyes rolling back into his head. He thrust into her harder, his hands gripping her ass and pulling her down onto his cock.

Ghislaine screamed, feeling his tip punch against her cervix. Her climax was so intense that she could only feel the pleasure, her pussy milking Gal’s cock for all the cum it could give.

The orgasm was so strong that her vision went dark, and she could barely feel Gal’s arms holding her up. She slumped forward onto his shoulder, panting as her body pulsed and convulsed with pleasure.

Gal laughed and hugged her back, feeling the last of his seed spurt into her womb. He held her like that for a moment, stroking her hair and kissing her forehead.

And then he spoke. “You’re ready to go out now. Remember, your womb belongs to me. And it’s filled with my supplement for you to use.”

Ghislaine sighed happily and nodded, smiling as she felt his seed warm in her belly. She knew that he would always be with her, guiding her from inside her womb.

And so she stood up and kissed him on the cheek, hugging him back before leaving the room.

She left the Sanctuary that day, ready to go out and take on the world. But she would never forget Gal's grace, the man who had taken her in when no one else would and taught her everything that she knew.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

The night air in Roa's bustling adventurer district was thick with laughter, the clinking of tankards, and the faint tang of spilled ale. Ghislaine Dedoldia pushed open the creaky wooden door of The Howling Wyvern tavern, her sharp amber eyes scanning the crowd. She stood taller than most, her wild, untamed mane of silver hair catching the lamplight like a beacon. Dressed in little more than a ragged cloak over her practical leather gear, she paid no heed to the stares her appearance garnered. Let them look—strength wasn’t in cloth but in steel and sinew.

Her time in the Sword Sanctuary had ended abruptly. Too much rigidity. Too many rules for a heart as wild as hers, though missing the attention of her master is something hard to get used to, she still pushed through. Now, her blade sought purpose, her feet wandered without aim, and her soul yearned for something she couldn’t yet name.

Her ears twitched as she caught a voice cutting through the din—a boisterous human man seated at the bar.

“You’ve got to hear this one,” the man exclaimed, grinning wolfishly at the bartender. His hair was a golden mess, and his posture suggested a man who thought the world existed solely for his amusement. “The great Paul Greyrat, taking down a B-ranked hydra with only a rusty short sword and his charm!”

Ghislaine huffed a quiet laugh. A braggart. She almost turned away but stopped as Paul’s gaze landed on her. His grin widened.

“Well, well,” he drawled, abandoning his tale and approaching her with a confident swagger. “I didn’t think the gods would bless me with such a striking sight tonight. Tell me, what’s your name, fair warrior?”

“Ghislaine,” she replied flatly, her hand resting instinctively on the hilt of her sword.

Paul’s eyes briefly flicked to the weapon, then back to her face. “Ghislaine. A name as sharp as the blade you carry. Tell me, do you come here often, or did fate bring you straight to me?”

Her lips twitched, caught between irritation and amusement. “I don’t waste my time with men who can’t match my strength.”

Paul blinked, then broke into a wide grin. “That’s a challenge if I’ve ever heard one. Tell you what: you beat me in a duel, and I’ll stop bothering you. But if, by some miracle, I impress you…”

“I don’t hold back,” Ghislaine interrupted, stepping closer. Her imposing figure made him falter ever so slightly.

“Neither do I,” Paul countered, though his voice wavered just enough to betray his nerves.

Their exchange had drawn attention from the other patrons, but another voice interrupted before a fight could break out in the bar.

“Paul, stop making an idiot of yourself.” A young woman with shimmering blond hair approached, her expression exasperated yet fond. She wore simple robes that marked her as a healer, but the fire in her green eyes suggested she wasn’t a stranger to combat. “I swear, every time we’re in a new city, you’re either fighting or flirting.”

“Zenith, darling, you wound me,” Paul said dramatically, though he took a step back from Ghislaine.

Ghislaine raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the dynamic between the two. Before she could comment, another figure appeared—a striking elf with cascading silver hair and a playful smirk, followed by a stout dwarf carrying a staff and a wiry demon race man who exuded a thief’s cunning.

“Are we recruiting, Paul, or just embarrassing ourselves again?” the elf asked, her melodic voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I was about to show our new friend what I’m made of,” Paul retorted, puffing out his chest.

Zenith rolled her eyes. “Gods help us all.”

Ghislaine crossed her arms, a smirk finally breaking through her stoic exterior. “You all seem…different.”

“And you don’t strike me as someone who fits into the mold,” Zenith said, her tone softening. “Why don’t you join us for a drink? You might find we’re not so bad.”

Ghislaine hesitated but nodded. Something about this ragtag group called to her—perhaps their camaraderie, their chaos, or the way they didn’t seem to care about fitting in. For now, she would stay. She’d see if they were worth her time, or perhaps something more.

But as she sat and observed, her sharp eyes caught subtle glances exchanged among the men in the group—glances that lingered too long on Zenith and the elf. It was almost imperceptible, but Ghislaine noticed. She filed the thought away, her instincts quietly sharpening.

For now, she’d play along. But trust would not come easily.

Weeks passed as Ghislaine traveled with the group. What had initially felt like exhilarating freedom began to reveal its cracks. The camaraderie she admired was layered with something she couldn’t quite place—a tension hidden behind laughter and shared victories.

Paul’s confidence still bordered on arrogance, but his charm could be disarming, even when it crossed into territory that made her tail flick uneasily. Zenith, ever the calm and collected healer, seemed immune to his antics, always quick to put him in his place with a sharp word or a sly smile. And Elinalise—effortlessly alluring, her flirtations danced on the edge of propriety, but she wielded her appeal like a blade, sharp and intentional.

The other two men—Tallhand and Geese—were harder to read. Tallhand’s dry humor often veiled his true thoughts, while Geese’s lighthearted banter and roguish grin made him seem harmless. But Ghislaine’s instincts, honed by years in the Sword Sanctuary, told her otherwise.

Still, she couldn’t quite piece it together.

The first time she noticed something odd was during one of their nights at camp. As a beastfolk, Ghislaine’s keen ears made her an excellent sentry, even when she wasn’t on watch. She’d grown used to the muffled sounds of Paul and Zenith in their tent, their whispered conversations often giving way to more…intimate noises. Ghislaine didn’t care much for such matters, but their nightly activities were hard to ignore.

But the others—their patterns were strange. Tallhand, Geese, and Elinalise rarely stayed near the main camp after the fire died down. They’d wander off to “patrol” or “gather firewood,” their voices fading into the darkness. When they returned, it was always separately and with excuses that didn’t quite add up.

One night, curiosity got the better of her. After the others drifted off, Ghislaine crept into the woods, following the faint sound of voices. She moved silently, her footsteps muffled by the soft forest floor, but by the time she reached the source, the voices had stopped. All she found was an empty clearing, the air heavy with the faint scent of sweat and something else she couldn’t place.

Back at camp, she noticed Elinalise slipping into her tent, her hair slightly disheveled. Tallhand and Geese returned minutes later, both looking entirely unbothered. Ghislaine said nothing, but her unease grew.

The pattern continued over the next few weeks. Paul’s flirtations were direct and unabashed, but the others…there was a subtlety to their actions that made her fur bristle.

One evening, as they camped near a small river, Ghislaine found herself seated beside Zenith. The healer was tending to Paul’s arm, her hands glowing softly with healing magic as she mended a minor cut from their last battle.

“Does this happen often?” Ghislaine asked, her gaze on Zenith.

Zenith glanced up, her expression calm. “What do you mean?”

Ghislaine’s ears flicked toward the forest, where Tallhand and Geese had disappeared with Elinalise hours ago. “Them. Wandering off.”

Zenith’s hands paused for a fraction of a second before resuming their work. “They’re just being cautious. It’s good to keep watch from different vantage points.”

Ghislaine’s eyes narrowed. “They always come back separately. Doesn’t that strike you as odd?”

Zenith smiled faintly, her tone measured. “They have their own routines. Everyone in this group does.”

It was an answer that said everything and nothing, and it left Ghislaine unsatisfied.

That night, as she lay by the fire, her ears twitched at the faint sounds coming from Paul and Zenith’s tent. She rolled onto her side, trying to block it out, but her mind wandered to the others. What were they doing out there? Why was Elinalise always with them?

The pieces didn’t fit, and it gnawed at her.

The next morning, Ghislaine confronted Elinalise as the elf sharpened her sword by the river.

“What were you doing last night?” Ghislaine asked bluntly.

Elinalise looked up, her emerald eyes sparkling with amusement. “Patrolling. Same as always.”

“With both of them?”

Elinalise’s smile widened, a hint of mischief in her expression. “What can I say? I like good company.”

Ghislaine’s tail lashed behind her. “You’re hiding something.”

“Am I?” Elinalise stood, her movements graceful as she sheathed her blade. “You’re free to join us next time, if you’re that curious.”

The challenge in her tone only deepened Ghislaine’s frustration.

“I’ll take you up on that.”

The next day, Ghislaine set out with Elinalise and the other two men to patrol. She didn’t know what to expect, but she was certain that uncovering their secret would thrill her.

They walked for what felt like hours, their silence punctuated by the rustling of leaves and chirping of birds. When they finally stopped in a secluded valley surrounded by dense woods, Ghislaine wondered if they were truly going to patrol or if this was some elaborate trap.

Tallhand handed Elinalise his short sword, then turned and began to remove his armor. Geese followed suit. Confused, Ghislaine watched them strip down to their tunics.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Do you want to see what we do out here, or would you rather join in?” Elinalise asked with an audacious smile. She turned to Geese and began to undo his pants, her deft fingers unbuckling his belt with ease.

Ghislaine stared, dumbfounded. This was a trap, but it wasn’t the kind of trap she had feared. She had never been in a situation like this before beside her time with her master, her body responded with a different urge. The sight of Geese’s cock springing free from his pants sent a warmth through her veins.

Elinalise sank down to her knees and began to stroke Geese’s shaft, her delicate fingers exploring his length. Ghislaine swallowed hard, her ears folding back against her head as she watched.

The elf’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she leaned forward and swirled her tongue over the tip of Geese’s member. He groaned, his hips bucking as he reached for Elinalise. She laughed and leaned back, standing as she began to shed her clothes.

Ghislaine blinked in confusion. She’d expected something different, but she didn’t want to leave until she knew the truth.

Elinalise bared her breasts that weren't behind Ghislaine in size, revealing pale skin and pink nipples. Her waist was trim, her stomach well-defined with muscle. But Ghislaine barely noticed these things as Elinalise shed her pants and panties, revealing her shaved pussy. Her folds were smooth, her skin glistening with moisture.

Elinalise spread her legs wide and beckoned to Ghislaine. “Come see how much better this is than a sword,” she said. Her eyes sparkled with lust.

Ghislaine gulped, unsure of what to do. This was the first time she'd seen another woman's pussy, and now she was being offered it. The sight was tantalizing, and Elinalise's boldness stirred her desires.

Elinalise knelt again and took Tallhand in hand. She stroked his cock which was way too big for a dwarf, nearly the size of Gal even, she watched as Ghislaine stepped forward.

“Join in?” Elinalise breathed. “We could use another warm mouth.”

Tempted as Ghislaine was, she shook her head and moved to the other side of Tallhand. She saw that he was hard, his cock already slick with Elinalise’s saliva. Ghislaine had never done this before, but now she wondered how it would feel to taste his member.

She leaned forward and swiped her tongue over his tip. It was hot against her tongue, salty and delicious. She moaned and wrapped her lips around it, sucking as Elinalise began to stroke his shaft.

Ghislaine could barely think, her mind overwhelmed by the sensation of sucking the warm cock. Her pussy throbbed against her panties, and she wanted more. She wanted to feel the cock inside of her, filling her womb with its delicious cum.

But it wasn't her time. Not yet.

She looked over at Geese, whose eyes were locked on her as he fucked Elinalise's face. He groaned and thrust into Elinalise’s mouth, his hands tangled in her hair as he used her throat. He moaned as he began to come, his cock swelling as his hips bucked. Elinalise took him deep into her throat, swallowing every drop of his seed.

“Good girl,” Geese groaned as Elinalise pulled free from his cock, his seed spilling down her chin. “Such a good slut.”

Elinalise smirked and turned to Tallhand, who was still hard. She licked her lips and leaned forward, sucking his tip between her lips. But Tallhand had other ideas.

Despite his shorter height, he grabbed her hip and pulled her down to his level. He reached down and gripped his cock, then rammed it into Elinalise's pussy in one thrust.

Elinalise shrieked in surprise, her eyes widening as she stared down at him. Then she grinned and began to ride him, bouncing on his cock with ease. She leaned forward, her tits jiggling in his face, and kissed him hard.

Ghislaine watched, her fingers slipping under her waistband to rub her clit. Her panties were soaked with her juices as she stroked her pussy, imagining the cock inside of her. The sight before her was intoxicating, and she wanted more.

She watched as Tallhand slapped Elinalise on the ass. “You fucking whore,” he groaned. “Just like last night.”

Elinalise moaned and took his cock deeper, her pussy rippling as she clenched around him. Her juices poured down his shaft, leaving him slick as she fucked him. But he held her firmly, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her. His cock was stretching her pussy wide, to the point that Ghislaine could see Elinalise's belly bulging up as Tallhand's cock punched upward.

Tallhand thrust harder and harder, his cock driving into Elinalise's womb. She wailed in ecstasy as he filled her, her body trembling. His cock swelled in her pussy, then erupted with cum. He groaned as he came, pumping his seed deep into her belly.

Elinalise slumped over Tallhand as he pulled free from her, his cock leaving a string of cum connecting their bodies. “Good,” she gasped. “I needed that.”

Ghislaine rubbed herself through her pants, her body on fire for them. She wanted this experience for herself, but she knew it wasn’t to be.

Elinalise caught her eye and smiled. “Tell me,” she said as she cleaned herself, “how was your first time with a man?”

Ghislaine froze. She hadn’t realized anyone knew. She swallowed hard, trying to clear her dry throat. “He was my master. He taught me much.”

Elinalise chuckled and leaned forward. She ran her thumb over Ghislaine’s lips, smearing her juices over her skin. “I can imagine.”

The way Elinalise looked at her made her feel seen. “So,” Elinalise said as she stood, “now you know our secret. You’re welcome to join us now, if you want.”

Ghislaine considered it. She had no one else to share this with, and a part of her craved it.

“I’ll join,” she said.

Geese grinned. “Welcome to the group,” he said, his voice raspy with lust. “But you have to do your part.”

Ghislaine nodded. She understood.

Elinalise grinned and pulled Ghislaine to her feet. “Let’s get started then.”

She led Ghislaine back to where they'd stripped their gear. There, Elinalise positioned Ghislaine on her back, spreading her legs apart. Ghislaine shivered as her pussy was bared for them.

Elinalise leaned down and began to kiss Ghislaine's inner thighs. Ghislaine gasped in surprise as Elinalise nibbled on her skin, teasing her with soft bites. Then she looked up at Ghislaine, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. “This okay, or do you want more?”

“More,” Ghislaine breathed.

“Then let’s get to it,” Elinalise whispered as she ran her tongue over Ghislaine's clit.

The sudden jolt of pleasure made Ghislaine cry out. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Elinalise’s silver hair, holding her in place as she rode her face. Her mind was aflame as she thrust against Elinalise’s tongue, the pleasure building in her like a wave. Then Elinalise slid two fingers into her slick pussy and hooked them forward, making Ghislaine buck against her.

“Yes,” Ghislaine moaned. “Just like that.”

Elinalise nodded as she licked her clit, her fingers working Ghislaine's pussy. She could feel the edge of climax approaching, her mind a haze of pleasure. But then she felt someone grab her legs and spread them wider.

She opened her eyes to find Tallhand standing over her, his cock hard. Geese stood beside him, his shaft equally rigid. “Ready for this?” Tallhand asked.

Ghislaine nodded, her eyes fixed on his cock.

Tallhand grinned and shoved his hips forward, driving his cock into her slick pussy with ease. His shaft was large, stretching her wider than she'd ever been before. Her pussy was slick with her juices, but he was huge. Her vision swam as his cock sank deep into her womb.

He fucked her slow and steady, his cock gliding in and out of her wet pussy. Ghislaine held Elinalise in place as she sucked on her clit, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. She felt the orgasm build inside of her, growing and swelling until it felt like she would burst.

Then Elinalise worked a third finger into her pussy, rubbing against her g-spot. Ghislaine wailed as she came, her pussy clenching around Tallhand's cock. She felt him swell inside of her, and then he groaned as his cock erupted with cum. Hot seed spurted into Ghislaine's belly, filling her to the brim.

Tallhand pulled free as he finished, his cock leaving her pussy with a pop. He grinned and stepped back as Elinalise wiped her face on Ghislaine's leg. “You were great,” she said, smiling as she crawled up to kiss Ghislaine. Their lips met in a warm kiss, and Ghislaine felt a spark of affection for the elf. It was a nice feeling. But it was quickly interrupted by Geese.

“Hey,” he said as he positioned himself between Ghislaine’s legs, “you're not done yet.” He fisted his cock and drove it into Ghislaine’s pussy, filling her with his length. He grunted as he began to fuck her hard and fast, his thrusts deep and quick. Her pussy rippled around him, the sensation so intense that she couldn’t breathe. She felt her climax growing in her core, swelling with each thrust. But she fought it off, determined to savor the pleasure as long as possible. But Geese seemed determined to finish her off. His thrusts were hard and deep, filling Ghislaine's womb with each stroke. She could feel his cock throbbing inside of her, demanding that she come.

Elinalise grabbed Ghislaine by the hair and kissed her again, her tongue flicking against Ghislaine’s as Geese fucked her. Ghislaine trembled beneath him, her mind reeling with pleasure.

Ghislaine didn’t have a moment to react before Geese flipped her over. He placed himself under her, his cock still inside her pussy as his seed leaked from her cunt. Then she felt something behind her.

Tallhand’s cock probed her backdoor, his shaft slick with spit. He pressed into her ass, forcing his way into her tight passage. Ghislaine howled in pain, her ass never having experienced cock before. And now it had to take this monster shaft? But Tallhand wouldn’t wait. He pushed hard and fast, ramming his cock deep into Ghislaine’s ass. She gasped and squirmed against Geese, who held her close as she was filled to the brim. She felt his cock swell in her pussy, his length pulsing against her g-spot.

The dual stimulation was too much. Her mind was overwhelmed by the pleasure and pain, and her vision grew hazy as the two men began to fuck her. One cock glided into her pussy, while the other pistoned into her ass. Her body rocked back and forth on top of them as they worked her over, filling her from both sides until she could barely breathe. She tried to hold on, but her mind was a haze of pleasure, her body aching with sensation. Her clit was being rubbed raw by Geese’s balls, and her pussy was on fire from the rough fucking. She was filled from both ends, unable to escape their cock.

Pleasure and pain swirled inside of her, mingling in a mix that was almost unbearable. She tried to fight it off, but the dual cocks were too much for her. Her orgasm approached again, threatening to shatter her mind and body. But she couldn’t stop herself from tumbling into it, her pussy convulsing around Geese’s cock.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her mind broke. It was the most intense orgasm of her life, shattering her thoughts and leaving her limp. But her ass kept moving, clenching down on Tallhand’s shaft. He groaned in delight as he fucked her ass, driving deep into her backdoor as Ghislaine came. He felt his own climax approach, his cock aching in her tight ass. Then he buried himself deep in her and came, his cock pulsing as he erupted with cum.

Her ass was filled to the brim by his hot seed, and Ghislaine couldn’t hold back the tears. Her body was ruined, unable to take more. But Geese had no mercy.

He pulled free from her pussy and repositioned himself between her legs, his cock now hardening as it slipped into her ass. He groaned at the tightness, but Ghislaine barely registered his voice as he began to fuck her again. Her mind was already shattered, and she could only lay limp beneath them as he fucked her with abandon.

She could barely feel the sensation, her body already overstimulated. But she could tell that Geese was rougher, his strokes deep and quick. He held nothing back as he pounded her ass, fucking her like an animal. She felt like she was going to split apart from his thrusts, her body screaming for mercy.

But none came. He kept fucking her, his cock driving in and out of Ghislaine’s ass until his climax approached. Then he came hard, his cock spilling its seed into Ghislaine as he groaned in pleasure. He pulled free as he finished, leaving Ghislaine limp and broken.

The three of them collapsed together, their bodies spent from the exertion. Ghislaine drifted off to sleep as her party members held her, safe in their arms. She had never felt so protected and cared for before. It was a nice change.

They returned to the inn where Paul and Zenith waited, their faces somber. It felt like a new dawn had broken. Ghislaine went to her corner and sat, her body sore but sated. She felt strangely content despite the experience.

The next few days were good. They rested and relaxed, enjoying each other's company. And every time they were out of sight from Paul and Zenith, Ghislaine would open her legs for Geese and Tallhand. Her ass was sore for a week, but that didn't stop them. They'd fuck her pussy just as hard, often until she bled. But Ghislaine took it like a champ, even demanding more. She had finally found what she'd been missing, and it was glorious.

One day, as Ghislaine stood bent over a table with her bottom raised, Tallhand, who stood on a small stool behind her was furiously thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, the door of the room opened as Paul entered.

"You know, I didn't know that our newcomer has such a sex drive as if she is a beast in heat every moment of the day."

Ghislaine body suddenly tenses as she hears Paul's voice, her pussy muscles suddenly tighten up on Tallhand's shaft and almost made him cum. Ghislaine herself had her mind reeling as her mind suddenly thought of Paul's cock, it was bigger than Tallhand or Geese for sure, and he must have been teasing her since the start.

"Paul..." Ghislaine breathe in hoarsely as her legs suddenly started to tremble as she felt Tallhand pulling out from her pussy.

"I'm sorry. I should have knocked. Please continue."

Tallhand laughed as he let go of Ghislaine's waist, "Surely not, we're done. Ghislaine is too much for me to handle."

"Maybe I can do better," Paul said as he pulled off his belt and his cock sprang up.

Ghislaine eyes widen at the sight of Paul's monster cock. It was as thick as her wrist, and as long as her arm.

"Well, are you going to take me?" Ghislaine asked with a hoarse voice as she looked back at Paul, who had taken off his clothes and already stroked his shaft.

She felt her pussy dripping at the sight, and her hand suddenly went to her pussy and began rubbing it, as if trying to tease herself to an orgasm by just rubbing herself.

Paul's eyes widen at the sight, and then suddenly he approaches Ghislaine, who spreads her legs open as Paul approached.

Paul laughed as he bent down to look at Ghislaine's slit. He then stuck his tongue into her slit and began to lick her pussy. He flick his tongue up and down her slit before moving to her clit and began licking it in a circular motion. Ghislaine could not help it, she began to squirm in pleasure as Paul's tongue attacked her clit, she had her hands gripping Paul's hair as she squirmed under him.

"Oh god. Paul. I'm going to cum. Fuck me!"

Paul let go of her legs and stood up, his cock pointing to Ghislaine's pussy hole, and then with a strong thrust, he buried his cock into Ghislaine's pussy to the hilt.

Ghislaine screamed out loud as she was suddenly stuffed with Paul's shaft, and then she screamed again as Paul began to move his hips to fuck her. The force of Paul's thrusts almost sent Ghislaine through the wall, and she had her hands held tight on Paul's shoulder, as if to pull him deep into her.

And then it happened, Ghislaine let out a scream as her orgasm comes and her body suddenly shook as her cum shoot up into the air. At the same time, Paul also let out a groan as he suddenly thrust hard into Ghislaine and then erupted with cum into her womb.

Ghislaine panted heavily as Paul pulled out of her, his cum dripping from her pussy to the floor. Ghislaine suddenly feel exhausted after the fuck and slumped to the floor with a moan, her head spinning as she laid there.

"I'll leave you to rest. I think you've had enough for the day." Paul said with a chuckle as he stood up.

"Ugh... Yeah. Thanks. I've never had anything that good in my life. You sure know how to satisfy a woman." Ghislaine said as her hand reaches to wipe her pussy clean from cum.

"Well. I have some experience. I'll leave you now. Rest well."

Paul then left Ghislaine in the room and closed the door behind him. And then Ghislaine fell into a deep dreamless sleep right after as she was left there, laid on the table her pussy leaked a mixture of cum down to her thighs and the floor below.

Now that Paul joined in the list of those that use her hole, Ghislaine was left with little time of rest. As Paul, ever the horny one he is, will pull her to his room, sometimes together with the other member beside Zenith to have an orgy party.

"Damn, you slut of beast woman," Paul spoke as he held Ghislaine's ears, locking her head in place while his hip moved nonstop, thrusting his cock down her throat without mercy.

Ghislaine choked on his cock as Paul rammed his dick down her throat, not giving her any chance to breathe. Ghislaine eyes bulged out as she could barely move her head with Paul's grip on her ears, and the others watched as they played with her pussy.

"She looks so good taking your cock deep in her throat," Geese spoke as he pushed two fingers into Ghislaine's ass, the third finger then entering her pussy, then the fourth before his whole wrist nested within her pussy as Ghislaine moaned into Paul's cock as Geesedrove his hand deeper into her pussy, giving her a fist fuck in the end.

"Doesn't she," Paul responded as he kept thrusting his cock deep in her throat. "But now, I'll let you all have a turn at her mouth as well. My turn is done."

Paul suddenly pulls out his cock from Ghislaine's throat, causing her to cough as she breathes in the air, the drool leaking down to the floor from her mouth.

Then, just as Ghislaine's mind was slowly slipping away at the hand ramming at her womb, the door of the room opened as Elinalise stepped in, next to her was a very drunk Zenith. Judging from the smell of alcohol, it seem that both of them drank quite a lot.

"Well, well, seems like we have a guest," Tallhand said as he grinned, his cock already hardening up in his hands.

"Hey, Paul. Let me see your dick," Zenith suddenly said as she stumbled over, her eyes looking at Paul's cock with drunken eyes. She then grabbed Paul's cock and pulled on it, trying to pull it out from its cloth.

"Oh," Paul spoke as his eyes turned to Zenith and saw her state. "I guess we could have another round with the women here. What do you say, men? Shall we have a go at our beloved healer?"

"Oh yes, of course," Tallhand answered.

The men then suddenly seize the opportunity of Zenith's drunken state and move towards her, grabbing her arms and pulling her towards them.

"Wait! Paul, help!" Zenith suddenly cried as she realized that she was in trouble, but it was too late. The men then moved behind her and began to strip her.

"Hmm, that's quite a view," Geese said as they stripped her completely naked.

"Oh yes, and look at those breasts!" Tallhand exclaimed, his hand moving to grab her breasts and began to play with them. They were large, to the point that they seemed like water balloons in Tallhand's hand as they jiggled with his move. Tallhand then began to lick it, and Zenith groaned out loud as she felt his tongue attack her nipple.

Geese then moved over and grabbed Zenith by the waist as he lifted her up, her legs spread wide in the air before him. He then moved her over to the table and laid her down.

"Ah, please. Don't do this," Zenith begged, but no one heeded her, as Geese then began to spread her legs wide as he moved in between them, his cock then moved towards her pussy.

"Hey! Do you know what you're doing? I don't want to do this!" Zenith cried out as Geese thrust his cock inside of her.

"Well. You said you don't mind if we had a fun with Ghislaine, so we think that you wouldn't mind if we fucked you too," Tallhand spoke as he moved up to Zenith's face, his cock pointed at her mouth.

"Please. I was drunk then," Zenith pleaded, but before she can finish, Tallhand shoved his cock into her mouth, cutting off her words and beginning to fuck her mouth. His cock drove into her mouth without mercy, not letting her even have a breath. Her hands grabbed his hip, and she tried to push him away, but it was no use.

As her mouth was being fucked, Geese began to thrust his cock into her pussy, slamming into her with strong thrusts that almost caused the table to break. Zenith began to cry as she felt her womb getting filled and stretched, a feeling that she never felt before. Then it came, Elinalise moved behind Geese, and then pushed her finger up Zenith's ass.

Zenith screamed out loud into Tallhand's cock as she felt something that she never experienced in her life before. The sensation of a woman's finger up her ass as her pussy was being fucked by a man's cock. It felt strange, but also strangely good. Elinalise then pulled her finger out before pushing it in again, slowly at first before increasing her speed as she moved her fingers faster in and out of Zenith's ass. At the same time that Elinalise's fingers were up her ass, Geese's cock was still slamming into Zenith's pussy without mercy, making her cry out loud as her womb was filled and stretched to the limit.

"Oh fuck," Zenith cried as her orgasm approached, she had never experienced such an intense pleasure before and it was too much for her to handle.

Then her vision went white as her orgasm exploded through her body, shattering her mind and filling her body with pleasure. As she came, Geese groaned as his cock suddenly burst in pleasure and he ejaculated deep within her womb, filling her with his hot seed.

"Hmm, I don't think that's enough," Paul said as Geese pulled his cock out of Zenith, cum dripping down from her pussy. "We have to make sure she gets pregnant tonight, and I'm the only one who can make that happen."

"Oh? Do you think so?" Tallhand said as he watched Paul move to Zenith's pussy and shoved his cock inside of it.

"Of course. I've done this to many times before," Paul responded, his hips already moving as he fucked Zenith with his own rhythm.

"Oh no," Zenith whispered as she felt Paul's cock driving into her pussy without mercy. His cock was already huge, and now it was inside of her womb, filling her. "Please, it's too big..."

"Oh, come on. I already filled you up before," Paul spoke as he drove his cock harder and deeper into Zenith's womb.

"Fuck you!" Zenith screamed out loud at Paul, but it just made Paul laugh.

He kept fucking Zenith without mercy, driving his cock into her womb again and again. Tallhand then moved away, letting Paul take over as he fucked Zenith's pussy. Paul then thrust into her again and again until his climax neared, and then he came, spilling his seed deep in her womb.

But that wasn't the end. Paul kept fucking Zenith again and again, filling her with cum multiple times until her pussy overflowed with his seed. Cum leaked down from her pussy like a flood, as Paul took his own time to fill her up again and again.

And in the end, Zenith laid in a heap, her womb full of Paul's seed, her pussy overflowing with his cum. Her eyes were dazed as she can barely move from the intense pleasure that Paul gave to her. She was exhausted, but also strangely satisfied at the same time. It seems that she finally realized the joy of being fucked by another man.

And then, as Zenith fell asleep from exhaustion, Paul pulled his cock out from her pussy with a sigh. He then laid Zenith down before joining Tallhand and Geese as 3 men taking turn fucking Elinalise and Ghislaine.

-^-^-^-^-^-

The next day, Zenith woke up early, her mind still hazy from the alcohol as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She blinked at the red mark around her neck and down to her body before her expression turned to one of fury.

"Paul!"

"Zenith..." Paul answered as he walked in the room, still rubbing his eyes.

"You! I'll kill you if you ever do this to me again!" Zenith said as she moved towards Paul.

"Hmm? What are you talking about?"

"I know that it was you who fucked me last night! I remember that now."

"Oh, is that so. Well, I don't regret what I did to you," Paul said with a grin.

"Regret? You will regret what you did, you bastard," Zenith said as she rushed over towards Paul, her hands swinging wildly to his head.

But Paul grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down as he turned to face her. He then grinned as he pulled Zenith into a kiss, his tongue suddenly thrusting deep inside of her mouth and cutting off her screams.

Zenith struggled against him, but Paul held her tight as he kissed her. His hand moved up to grab her breast before pulling down and ripping apart her cloth to expose it. Zenith tried to scream at his touch, but her words were still cut off by Paul's kiss.

Paul then let go of Zenith's lips and stood up. He then pulled Zenith down to the bed and began to rip apart her dress.

"Wait," Zenith said with a gasp. "Paul, not here. People will hear."

"So, you want to go to the room then?" Paul said as he looked at her, a grin on his face.

"Ye..." Zenith answered, but before she could finish her words, Paul already pulled her up. She struggled against him, but it was pointless. Paul was too strong, and he dragged her without any difficulty towards the room.

Zenith's mind suddenly realized that she couldn't escape from Paul and that he would do the same thing to her as yesterday again. But Paul did not even wait for them to reach the room before he began to fuck her.

"Ah! Paul, stop. Please," Zenith begged as Paul thrust his cock into her ass from behind, the sound of slapping flesh echoing through the hallway.

"Oh? You want me to stop?" Paul said with a laugh as he continued to fuck Zenith's ass, his cock driving deep in her ass with every thrust.

"Yes, please!" Zenith shouted as she began to feel her orgasm approaching. "No, don't! Stop!"

"Hmm, not yet," Paul answered with a grunt as he suddenly shoved his cock deep into Zenith's ass and then released his load deep into her womb.

Zenith screamed at the top of her lung as she felt Paul's hot seed erupt deep inside of her ass. Her body suddenly shivered as her own orgasm neared before it exploded through her, making her shout out loud at the pleasure that she felt.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^

And so, it happened. The relationship between the members of the group suddenly grew closer. Zenith would often look at Paul with a look of adoration, and she even began to sleep in his bed every night as well.

And that was not all. The others would also join them in their bed every night, and they would all have an orgy as Paul fucked Zenith and Zenith only while the others took their turn fucking each other.

But all good times will come to an end. One day, as they were busy with their daily activity, Zenith suddenly called out loud.

"Ah! I'm pregnant!"

At her words, the other members of the group looked at her in shock, especially Geese and Tallhand. Then they all began to congratulate her with cheers and claps.

"Wow! Congratulations, Zenith!" Ghislaine said as she went to hug her. "I'm happy for you."

"Yeah. That's great," Elinalise said as she followed Ghislaine and hugged Zenith as well, her face smiling widely.

"Thanks. I'm also glad," Zenith responded with a smile.

But then, her expression suddenly darkened as she turned towards Paul and spoke. "And don't ever fuck me again, at least until our child is born."

Everyone in the room suddenly turned silent, before their laughter rang out loud. "Oh, that's great, Zenith! You really changed a lot since that day," Ghislaine spoke as she wiped tears off her eyes. "Before this, you would never even speak that way."

"Oh," Zenith said with a chuckle, her expression brightening up at Ghislaine's words.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-

After Zenith confirmed her pregnancy, the group would often gather around her and pamper her with treats and all kinds of things. They all joked that they were waiting for Zenith to give birth to the child and for Paul to be the father.

But what the others didn't know was Paul's plan. He knew that he couldn't keep the group like this any longer now that Zenith was pregnant. His mind then turned in the direction of the countryside village he visited recently. He then decided to move Zenith to the countryside to live with him.

And so, Paul packed up his belongings and took his leave from the group, after a farewell party they all held in his honor. He then took Zenith along with him before disappearing from the city and into the countryside.

It wasn't long before the news of Paul's marriage to a commoner spread out all over the city, and the group's members all went their separate ways after that.

But for Paul, he didn't care about all of that. He just wanted to live a life filled with Zenith by his side, and she with him as well. And so, they start the family life in Buena village.

Chapter Text

The air was thick with the scent of blood and ash. The war zone stretched endlessly before Ghislane—an unforgiving landscape of scorched earth, shattered siege engines, and broken bodies. The land bore deep scars, gouged open by magic and steel alike. Charred husks of trees stood like crooked sentinels, and skeletal remains peeked from beneath the churned mud.

The sky above was a lifeless grey, cloaking the world in a haze of smoke and sulfur. Thunder rumbled low in the distance, but there was no rain—only the aftershock of a spell that had torn the heavens apart. Ghislane advanced with purpose, boots crunching over burnt bones and scattered arrowheads. Every breath she took tasted of iron and fire.

She didn’t know the name of this kingdom—only that she’d been thrown into its dying throes. One moment she was standing alert at the Boreas estate, and the next… blinding light. The teleportation disaster. A magical anomaly had ripped her from her post and spat her out into the middle of someone else’s war.

It didn’t matter. She would survive.

A scream echoed ahead—a raw, desperate cry. Ghislane turned her head, her eyes narrowing as movement cut through the haze. A group of raiders—no uniforms, just scavenged gear and crude tattoos—had cornered a wounded knight near the remains of a broken carriage. The knight barely clung to his sword, his blood dark on the ground.

Ghislane’s ears twitched.

She stepped forward, calm and silent.

“Another one?” one of the raiders sneered as he saw her. He had a jagged spear in hand and no helmet, just a scarred, filthy face twisted into a grin. “You lost, pretty cat?”

She didn’t answer. She moved.

Her blade flashed once—clean, fast. The spear-wielder staggered back, a line of red blooming across his throat. He dropped like a sack of grain.

Two more rushed in. The first swung a cleaver at her shoulder, the second lunged low with a knife. Ghislane pivoted. Her sword caught the cleaver mid-arc, sparks flying. With a quick step, she drove her knee into his gut, then twisted and brought the hilt of her sword down on his skull with a dull crack.

The knifeman had barely adjusted before her boot crashed into his chest, sending him sprawling. He scrambled back—until her blade ran through his chest, pinning him to the dirt.

She stood over them all in seconds, breathing evenly, blood dripping from her blade.

The knight behind her stared wide-eyed. “You… you’re not one of ours, are you?”

“No,” Ghislane said simply. She turned without another word and continued on.

She didn’t know how long she walked. Minutes? Hours? The war never stopped around her—distant clashes echoed, monsters roared in the far hills, and the acrid wind never ceased.

Eventually, her path brought her to the aftermath of another skirmish. Bodies lay broken around a crumbled fortification—mercenaries, beasts, and strange abominations. One in particular caught her attention: a brute of a creature with crimson skin and tusks, still twitching beside its ruined axe.

It had been a difficult fight. Its final blow had nearly crushed her ribs, but her riposte struck true, splitting its throat and ending the battle.

Ghislane exhaled slowly, her arms heavy now. Her armor, cracked and streaked with gore, clung to her like a second skin. Pain lanced through her shoulder and thigh, but she paid it no mind.

She staggered toward a shattered column and sat heavily, her sword resting across her knees.

Her fingers tightened around the hilt, knuckles pale. Blood from a cut above her brow dripped into her eye, but she didn’t blink it away. Her mind, as sharp as ever, had begun to drift—because now, finally, the world was quiet.

No more screams. No more steel. Just the wind, whispering through the ruins like a mourner.

And then, unbidden, the memories came.

She stood on the polished marble floors of the Boreas estate.

The scent of blood faded, replaced by the clean chill of winter air and the subtle perfume of frost-kissed flowers. Her surroundings were bathed in golden chandelier light. The floors gleamed like mirrors, and tapestries hung in perfect symmetry on the walls. The grandeur of the manor was disorienting compared to the chaos of the battlefield.

“Lady Ghislane,” came a voice—deep, noble, practiced.

She turned. Lord Boreas stood near the hearth, tall and broad, dark hair streaked with white like a tiger’s fur. His sharp eyes held a cold sort of dignity, but warmth flickered there—rare, and perhaps reserved only for those under his protection.

“My Lord,” she said, inclining her head.

“I trust the accommodations are to your satisfaction?”

“More than generous,” she replied. “A warrior needs little, but I appreciate the hospitality.”

He nodded. “My son and I have agreed—it is necessary to establish a rule. No one within this house shall lay a hand upon you. You are under our protection. Any who disrespect that will be punished severely.”

She arched an eyebrow. “You think your rule will stop fools from testing me?”

A dry chuckle. “Fools will be fools, but it should keep the smart ones in line. Besides… your reputation precedes you, Blade Queen.”

She smirked. “Flattery, my lord? Didn’t think nobles indulged in such things.”

“I indulge when the situation calls for it.”

At that, Philip and Hilda entered the chamber. Philip’s calm grace filled the room, while his wife moved like a drawn blade—silent and rigid. Their daughter was absent, likely off causing mischief as usual.

Time passed. Ghislane remained the lord’s personal guard, but her responsibilities broadened. Escorting guests. Handling disputes. Carrying crates. Strange duties for someone of her stature, but no one dared question her.

She accompanied Eris into the city often. The girl’s untamed fire reminded her of herself in youth—wild, stubborn, brave. The city never quite knew what to do with them.

She learned the rhythm of the estate. The cook who sang dirty songs in the kitchen. The quiet seamstress with pins always between her lips. And Alphonse, the ever-professional butler whose quiet guidance gave her the structure she never knew she needed.

Weeks passed. Her sword never dulled, but it found fewer reasons to leave its sheath. The days became softer. Predictable.

Yet something stirred at the edge of Ghislane’s awareness. It wasn’t danger, nor the sense of impending betrayal that had followed her most of her life. It was something stranger. Subtler.

The way the servants glanced at her when they thought she wasn’t looking.

The warmth in Lady Hilda’s smile whenever they crossed paths.

Even Lord Boreas—his expression unreadable most days—watched her with something that was not quite scrutiny, not quite admiration. Something in between.

It wasn’t threatening, but it unsettled her all the same.

One evening, as she passed by the eastern storage room—an area rarely used during this hour—she caught a faint sound: a muffled voice, soft and urgent.

Her steps slowed.

No one was supposed to be there. At least, no one who had business.

Ghislane silently drew closer, her instincts sharpening. The door was cracked slightly open. She moved without a sound, leaning just enough to peer inside.

What she saw made her eyes narrow.

Philip, the lord of the estate, stood just inside the dimly lit storage room. And before him—a young servant woman with feline ears, her tail swaying anxiously. A beastwoman.

Philip was speaking softly, but his tone wasn’t cruel. Not commanding. It was…

Gentle.

Too gentle.

Putting her hearing to the max, Ghislane tried to pick out what are they talking about.

"M-Master Phillip...what if someone ccomes here?" The girl said, her ears twitching as if to check again. But Ghislane skill was too high for a mere servant to detect anything.

"Shh, just keep it down and no one will know, alright? I'm not going to let anything happen to you," Phillip said, his voice was soft, gentle. "Now, don't worry. Let's continue what we have started earlier."

Ghislaine watched as Phillip moved his hand to the maid's dress and pulled the ribbon that was holding it, causing the dress to fall to the ground and expose her naked body to his sight. He then began to kiss her lips while his hand moved down to her breast, squeezing and fondling them gently.

The maid moaned as she felt his tongue invading her mouth, her hands moving to his body, fumbling with his clothes as she tried to take them off as well. He chuckled as he broke the kiss and moved to kiss down her neck, his lips leaving a wet trail of kisses and love bites as he made his way down.

"Master Phillip, you're so bad," she whimpered as she felt his hand move to her womanhood, his finger rubbing her clit gently while his mouth began to suck on her breast.

"You like it, don't you?" Phillip asked as he looked up to her face, a smirk on his face as he saw how the maid tried her best to keep her moan to a minimum.

"Yes...I do," she replied, her body shuddering with pleasure as Phillip began to finger her, his mouth latching on to her other breast.

Ghislaine could see how much the maid was enjoying it, her face red and sweaty, her eyes closed as she gave herself to the pleasure that Phillip was giving her.

After some time, Phillip finally stopped his ministration and pulled his hand away from her womanhood. He then stood up and began to take off his own clothes, his cock already hard and erect from the foreplay.

The maid opened her eyes and looked at Phillip's cock, her eyes wide with both fear and excitement. She had seen it before, but she was still amazed by its size.

"Why don't you help your master to get ready?" Phillip said as he pushed her down to her knees as his cock inches from her face.

The maid didn't hesitate, she opened her mouth and took his cock inside. She began to lick and suck on it, trying her best to make him feel good.

Ghislaine's ears twitched as she heard the maid's gagging and moaning, her mouth working on Phillip's cock as she tried her best to please him.

The maid wasn't done yet though, as she raised her body up just a bit, before pressing her large boobs and sandwiched phillip's cock in between. Philip couldn't help but let out a moan as the softness of the maid's chest pressed around his member as she began to move up and down along his shaft length. The wetness of her mouth lubricating the way.

"Fuck, you're good at this," Phillip said, his hand moving to her head, guiding her as she moved up and down on his cock.

Ghislaine found herself getting more and more aroused as she watched the scene unfold before her. The maid was so enthusiastic in her actions, so eager to please her master, that she couldn't help but get turned on by it. Watching her master cock poking up and disappeared between her chest is quite a sight. She also didn't forget to give the glans some kisses each time it rose up to her lips.

 She can hear the sounds of her wetness from afar as she continued to rub her own clit through her clothes, trying to relieve some of the tension she felt.

"Enough," Phillip suddenly said, pulling his cock out of the maid's mouth. "I'm going to take you now, are you ready?"

The maid looked up at him with a mix of fear and excitement, her lips glistening with saliva and her chest heaving up and down as she panted heavily.

"Yes, Master Phillip," she said, "I'm ready."

With that, Phillip picked her up and pushed her against the wall. He then lifted her legs up and positioned his cock at her entrance.

"Are you ready?" Phillip asked, his eyes locked on hers.

The maid nodded, her breaths coming in short pants as she felt the tip of his cock entering her womanhood.

Phillip slowly pushed his cock inside her, inch by inch, until it was fully buried inside her. The maid gasped as she felt the stretch, her walls clamping down on his cock.

Phillip groaned as he felt how tight and warm she was. He began to move his hips, slowly at first, then faster as he found his rhythm.

The maid moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips meeting his thrusts.

"Ah...Master Phillip...you're so good..." she moaned, her voice echoing in the storage room.

Phillip smirked and thrust harder, his balls slapping against her ass. "You like that, huh? You're so tight, it feels so good."

"Yes...yes...please...ahh..." the maid cried out as Phillip continued to fuck her, her body jolting with every thrust.

Ghislaine stood there, watching them fuck. She felt a twinge of anger inside her heart as she watched Phillip fuck the maid. She shouldn't have watched, but she couldn't help herself. She was curious about what they were doing, and now she had her answer.

After watching them for a while, Ghislaine finally decided to leave them to it. She quietly walked away from the door, her mind replaying the scene constantly. Unknowingly, her crotch felt a bit wet.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-

As Ghislane left the pair in the storeroom behind, her steps carried her away, but her thoughts lingered.

Does the Boreas Lord know about this? she wondered, jaw tight as she recalled Philip’s smug expression. Does Lady Hilda, Philip’s own wife, know what her husband is doing behind her back?

The scene had unsettled her more than she wanted to admit. It wasn’t fear or disgust—it was confusion. She was a mercenary, a bodyguard, not a housemaid or a gossip. Interfering in personal matters, especially among nobles, was usually a dangerous road. Still, something about it all tugged at her instincts.

Should I even be getting involved in their private affairs?

The thought persisted as the days passed. Ghislane continued her duties without outward change—guarding Philip, watching over Eris, walking the estate—but her mind often wandered back to that dim storeroom and the image burned into her memory.

Finally, she made a decision.

If anyone would know what to do, it’d be Lord Sauros.

The old lion, rough and boisterous, but not without wisdom. Ghislane made her way toward his study in the west wing, her steps steady but her thoughts anything but calm. However, the mansion was oddly quiet today. Too quiet. The usual bustle of maids and attendants, the clatter of dishes, the soft murmurs of polite conversation—gone.

Her ears twitched.

Something’s off.

As she neared Sauros’s office, a sound cut through the silence—muffled voices, a low hum of conversation. Ghislane crept closer, footsteps silent as a breeze, and pressed herself beside the doorway.

There, through a small gap in the doorframe, she peeked in.

Her golden eyes widened in surprise.

Inside, standing close together in heated conversation, were Lady Hilda and Lord Sauros. But it wasn’t just their discussion that caught her attention—it was their posture, their intensity, the way Sauros held Hilda’s wrist as she whispered something to him with narrowed eyes. His other hand rested on her waist, a gesture too intimate for in-laws.

Ghislane narrowed her gaze.

So... it's not just Philip with secrets.

Inside the room, Sauros whispering against Hilda ear as his hand move to grope her ass.

"I'm sure he will be gone until the night, so you don't have to worry about him," Sauros said, his hand massaging Hilda's ass gently.

"Are you sure, father? I don't want to take any chance," Hilda said as she looked at the door. "If someone finds us..."

"Don't worry, my child. I made sure that no one would come to this part of the mansion today," Sauros said as he leaned down to kiss her neck. "Besides, aren't you enjoying our secret rendezvous?"

Hilda let out a soft moan as Sauros nibbled her earlobe. "Yes, I am. But still, I can't help but feel guilty. He is my husband and your son, after all."

"Nonsense," Sauros scoffed as he pulled her down to the sofa. "That boy never treated you like a queen. I can show you pleasure, and make you feel good, my child."

Hilda bit her lip as Sauros pulled off her dress, exposing her naked body to him. She could feel his eyes raking over her, devouring her with his gaze, and it sent shivers down her spine.

"You look even more stunning nowadays."Sauros said as he caress her breast," Having a child is indeed a good thing for you, dear. At all the right place."

"You said as if my breast was small before."

Sauros chuckled, with both hands now playing with Hilda breast as he laughed lightly, "Of course not, you know well that wasn't what I meant. Now, let see if I can be the father of your next child or not. I felt quite down after Phillip won the bet last time with Eris being born."

As Sauros said that, he pulled down his pants and exposed his cock. Hilda licked her lips as she eyed the thick length, her body aching for him. She reached out and stroked him gently, watching with satisfaction as he grew harder in her hand.

Sauros let out a low growl as he pushed Hilda onto the sofa, his body covering hers. "You're such a tease," he said, his voice low and husky.

"I know," Hilda replied with a coy smile. "But you love it, don't you?"

Sauros didn't answer. Instead, he kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands caressed her body. Hilda wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the sensation.

When they broke apart for air, Sauros looked down at her with lust-filled eyes. "I want you, Hilda," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

"I want you too," Hilda whispered back, her voice barely audible.

Sauros smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good," he said before claiming her lips once again.

As Ghislane left the pair in the storeroom behind, her steps carried her away, but her thoughts lingered.

Does the Boreas Lord know about this? she wondered, jaw tight as she recalled Philip’s smug expression. Does Lady Hilda, Philip’s own wife, know what her husband is doing behind her back?

The scene had unsettled her more than she wanted to admit. It wasn’t fear or disgust—it was confusion. She was a mercenary, a bodyguard, not a housemaid or a gossip. Interfering in personal matters, especially among nobles, was usually a dangerous road. Still, something about it all tugged at her instincts.

Should I even be getting involved in their private affairs?

The thought persisted as the days passed. Ghislane continued her duties without outward change—guarding Philip, watching over Eris, walking the estate—but her mind often wandered back to that dim storeroom and the image burned into her memory.

Finally, she made a decision.

If anyone would know what to do, it’d be Lord Sauros.

The old lion, rough and boisterous, but not without wisdom. Ghislane made her way toward his study in the west wing, her steps steady but her thoughts anything but calm. However, the mansion was oddly quiet today. Too quiet. The usual bustle of maids and attendants, the clatter of dishes, the soft murmurs of polite conversation—gone.

Her ears twitched.

Something’s off.

As she neared Sauros’s office, a sound cut through the silence—muffled voices, a low hum of conversation. Ghislane crept closer, footsteps silent as a breeze, and pressed herself beside the doorway.

There, through a small gap in the doorframe, she peeked in.

Her golden eyes widened in surprise.

Inside, standing close together in heated conversation, were Lady Hilda and Lord Sauros. But it wasn’t just their discussion that caught her attention—it was their posture, their intensity, the way Sauros held Hilda’s wrist as she whispered something to him with narrowed eyes. His other hand rested on her waist, a gesture too intimate for in-laws.

Ghislane narrowed her gaze.

So... it's not just Philip with secrets.

Inside the room, Sauros whispering against Hilda ear as his hand move to grope her ass.

"I'm sure he will be gone until the night, so you don't have to worry about him," Sauros said, his hand massaging Hilda's ass gently.

"Are you sure, father? I don't want to take any chance," Hilda said as she looked at the door. "If someone finds us..."

"Don't worry, my child. I made sure that no one would come to this part of the mansion today," Sauros said as he leaned down to kiss her neck. "Besides, aren't you enjoying our secret rendezvous?"

Hilda let out a soft moan as Sauros nibbled her earlobe. "Yes, I am. But still, I can't help but feel guilty. He is my husband and your son, after all."

"Nonsense," Sauros scoffed as he pulled her down to the sofa. "That boy never treated you like a queen. I can show you pleasure, and make you feel good, my child."

Hilda bit her lip as Sauros pulled off her dress, exposing her naked body to him. She could feel his eyes raking over her, devouring her with his gaze, and it sent shivers down her spine.

"You look even more stunning nowadays." Sauros said as he caressed her breast," Having a child is indeed a good thing for you, dear. At all the right places."

"You said as if my breast was small before."

Sauros chuckled, with both hands now playing with Hilda breast as he laughed lightly, "Of course not, you know well that wasn't what I meant. Now, let see if I can be the father of your next child or not. I felt quite down after Phillip won the bet last time with Eris being born."

As Sauros said that, he pulled down his pants and exposed his cock. Hilda licked her lips as she eyed the thick length, her body aching for him. She reached out and stroked him gently, watching with satisfaction as he grew harder in her hand.

Sauros let out a low growl as he pushed Hilda onto the sofa, his body covering hers. "You're such a tease," he said, his voice low and husky.

"I know," Hilda replied with a coy smile. "But you love it, don't you?"

Sauros didn't answer. Instead, he kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands caressed her body. Hilda wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the sensation.

When they broke apart for air, Sauros looked down at her with lust-filled eyes. "I want you, Hilda," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

"I want you too," Hilda whispered back, her voice barely audible.

Sauros smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Good," he said before claiming her lips once again. 

Breaking the kiss, Hilda took off her dress, turned around and place her hands on the desk as she pushed her ass toward Sauros. He chuckled as Sauros took out his belt before whipping it at Hilda's bottom. The leather belt left a red welt on Hilda's skin through the dress as Sauros gave her another two strikes.

"Father, you said you would be gentle."

"I told you that I would be gentle to my granddaughter, Eris. But to my son's needy wife, I'll be as rough as I can be."

Sauros then raised the belt in his hand and whipped down at Hilda buttcheek again, causing her to cry out in pain. He pulled her up to kiss her roughly as he started to pinch Hilda's nipple.

"You like it rough, don't you? I bet you like it when your husband whips your ass before having sex with you." Sauros whispered in Hilda's ear as he pinched her nipples roughly. "Or maybe when he fucks you, he always lose himself and accidentally hurting you. You like that, don't you, my little masochist."

"N-no... I don't know..." Hilda said, yet the wetness growing below her said otherwise.

 Sauros then pulled out his cock and started to rub it against Hilda's slit, teasing her with the head. He rubbed it against her clit, making her squirm and moan in pleasure.

"You're soaking wet for me. Does my little slut wife want her father-in-law cock?" Sauros teased as he continued to rub his cock against Hilda's wet cunt. 

"Yes... yes, I do..." Hilda whimpered, arching her back to push her ass closer to Sauros' throbbing cock.

Sauros smirked as he plunged his cock into Hilda, feeling her tightness around him. He thrust in and out, slow at first, but quickly picking up the pace as Hilda met him with every movement.

Hilda gasped as Sauros pounded her from behind, his cock reaching deep inside her. She could feel every inch of him, and it was driving her wild with desire. She pushed back against him, taking him deeper with each thrust.

Sauros reached around and grabbed Hilda's breast, squeezing it roughly as he continued to fuck her. Hilda cried out, the mix of pleasure and pain overwhelming her. She felt like she was losing control, like she was drowning in a sea of sensation.

As they continued to fuck, their moans and grunts filled the room. Sauros' thrusts became more erratic, more desperate, as he sought his own release. Hilda could feel her orgasm building, could feel it coiling inside her like a spring ready to snap. She let out a loud cry as her body convulsed, her pussy clamping down on Sauros' cock as she came.

Sauros continued to pound into her, his own orgasm rapidly approaching. With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his hot cum spilling into her womb. He groaned loudly, his body shuddering with pleasure as he emptied himself inside her.

Hilda collapsed on the desk, her breathing ragged and her body spent. Sauros withdrew from her, feeling his seed spilling out of her pussy. He smiled, satisfied with their tryst.

"I think I just made you pregnant," Sauros said with a chuckle, looking at Hilda's stomach. "Phillip surely will be happy if he got another sibling to play with, even at his age."

Hilda giggled, "I hope so."

"Now come and clean me up, you little slut."

Hilda did as she was told, kneeling down to lick Sauros' cock clean of their combined fluids. She sucked him gently, savoring the taste of their passion. Seeing the sight of his cock disappeared into Hilda lustful mouth, Sauros couldn't help it and held his hand over her head, before began to move her head as he please. 

"Suck it, you little slut," Sauros moaned out as he felt Hilda throat contracting tightly around his glans, "Oh Ghilaine...suck my cock like an animal you are."

Sauros hadn't realised it yet, but it wasn't until he emptied his ball again into Hilda's mouth that Sauros realised what he had just said. But luckily for him, his fingers covered Hilda's ears, so she couldn't hear all those names he had said mid-ecstasy.

As Sauros slowly calmed himself down and Hilda caught her breath, the shadow outside their door had long left.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

As Ghislane slipped away from the office, her thoughts spun in chaotic circles. Her footsteps were steady, but her mind was storming.

This place... it’s not normal.

The master of the house, Lord Sauros, tangled in an affair with his daughter-in-law. Then Philip—his own son—playing around with servants behind Hilda’s back. And now, seeing the mutual betrayal so openly displayed, it was beginning to unsettle something deep inside her.

She wasn’t a stranger to darkness. She had lived through the blood, the chaos, and the ugliness of war. But here—under the gilded ceilings of the Boreas estate—it was a different kind of strangeness. Quiet. Polished. Hidden behind soft words and noble smiles.

Her feet carried her back toward her room, a place that once offered a semblance of peace. But just as she turned a corner in the quiet hallway, she stopped.

There he was again.

Philip.

This time, with a different servant—young, short-haired, clearly nervous, her hands pressed against the wall as Philip stood behind her, a crooked grin on his face. Ghislane’s eyes narrowed, her body instinctively tensing. It was unpleasant enough on its own, but then—

“Mm... Ghislane...” Philip moaned breathlessly, lost in his own world. The servant flinched at the name.

Ghislane froze.

What...?

A strange chill passed through her. Not anger—at least, not entirely. Confusion. Deep, unsettling confusion. Why was he thinking of her? Why say her name like that?

She stood there for a moment, rooted, her mind blanking. Her name—used like that. Why? Did he feel something toward her? Was it desire? Admiration? Obsession?

Or was it just power?

She couldn’t tell. And that uncertainty disturbed her more than the act itself.

Turning silently, she slipped into the shadows before he noticed her. Her steps were quiet, but her thoughts were loud.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Later that night, in the warmth of their private chambers, Philip lay on the grand feather-stuffed bed, eyes half-lidded in the afterglow of comfort and familiarity. The moonlight spilled through the ornate window, silvering the edges of the sheets and highlighting the lazy smile on his face.

Beside him, Hilda curled up close, her delicate hand resting on his bare chest. Her breath was slow, even, peaceful. The way her body leaned against his showed trust—a wife's quiet devotion to her husband.

Philip lazily ran his fingers through her hair, his gaze drifting toward the ceiling.

“Mm... today was tiring,” he murmured.

“You’re working too hard again,” Hilda said softly, her eyes still closed, her voice muffled against his skin.

Philip chuckled faintly. “Maybe... but I can’t help it. This place needs me.”

Hilda’s fingers traced idle circles on his chest. “You always say that.”

“Because it’s true,” he replied, his tone light but firm. “Everything here needs to be just right for our future.”

Hilda sighed, shifting slightly to press her face against his neck. “I know, darling. I just wish you could relax sometimes.”

Philip smiled, tilting his head to nuzzle her hair. “I relax plenty when I’m with you.”

The words hung between them, a comfortable truth.

Phillip's hand slid over to Hilda's chest and squeezed it lightly as she looked up at him with hungry eyes. He let out a low chuckle before leaning down to kiss her deeply. His hands roamed over her body, feeling the soft skin underneath her dress.

"Mm..." Hilda moaned against his lips, her body arching against his touch. She broke the kiss and whispered, "I need you now."

Phillip didn't need any more encouragement. He stood up from the bed and quickly undressed, revealing his already hard cock. Hilda bit her lower lip as she watched him, her body quivering with anticipation.

He climbed back on the bed, positioning himself between her legs. His cock was pressed against her entrance, and he paused for a moment to look into her eyes.

"Ready?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

Hilda nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Please... take me."

Phillip pushed inside her, inch by slow inch until he was buried to the hilt. Hilda gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as she adjusted to his size.

"You feel so good," Phillip groaned as he began to move his hips. His cock slid in and out of her wet pussy, each thrust making her moan louder.

Hilda wrapped her legs around Phillip's waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. "Harder," she begged, her body trembling with every thrust.

Phillip obliged, picking up his pace until he was pounding into her relentlessly. The bed creaked under their weight as their bodies moved as one.

Hilda couldn't hold back her screams of pleasure as Phillip continued to fuck her. She felt her body building towards an orgasm and she knew it wouldn't be long.

"Yes! Yes! Oh, Phillip!" she cried out, her nails digging into his back. "I'm so close!"

Phillip could feel her body tensing around him, and he knew she was about to cum. He reached down between them, finding her clit with his fingers and rubbing it in time with his thrusts.

"Yes! Yes! Don't stop! I'm cumming!" Hilda screamed as her body exploded with pleasure. She could feel herself gushing around Phillip's cock, her pussy clamping down on him.

Phillip continued to fuck her through her orgasm, not slowing down until she had finished. He pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices.

"You're so beautiful when you cum," he said as he collapsed beside her. He reached over and pulled her close, kissing her deeply.

Hilda nestled against him, still trying to catch her breath. "That was amazing," she breathed, her eyes shining with pleasure.

Phillip smiled and kissed her forehead. "Anything for my wife."

They lay there, basking in the afterglow, their hearts beating in unison. Outside, the moonlit night was silent and peaceful.

"Dear...what do you think about Ghislane?"

Phillip pondered for a moment before answering, "She had been on my mind for some time now, dear. Her body...it is very tempting."

Hilda chuckled lightly before she answered, "She is a very good bodyguard. You have to admit that."

"I do. And her body...it's hard to ignore." Phillip said as he wrapped his arm around Hilda. "She reminds me of you back then."

"I hope she is a bit more gentle than me when I was younger."

"Yes, but she has a wild streak in her." Phillip said.

Hilda bit his shoulder playfully, "You shouldn't say such things."

Phillip laughed as he looked up at the ceiling. "I can't help it. She is so different from all the servants here."

"Should I ask her to join us then?"

Phillip let out a breath. "Maybe, but father had set out a rule for that. So maybe just use all the beastwomen and beastmen in the mansion for fun for now. No human."

"I see." Hilda said. "And what if we can't find someone suitable?"

"Then, we will have to wait until the right time comes." Phillip said, his voice filled with desire.

As they talked, the room fell into a peaceful quiet. The only sounds were the rustling of bedsheets and their soft breathing.

Hilda rolled over to face Phillip, her head resting on his chest as she looked up at him. Her hand trailed down his chest and stomach, her fingers dancing across his skin before she found what she was looking for. She wrapped her hand around his semi-hard cock, stroking it lightly.

"Mm... you're already hard again," she murmured, her breath warm against his neck.

Phillip let out a low groan, his hips moving slightly as she continued to stroke him. "I can never get enough of you," he said softly.

Hilda smiled up at him, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Good," she purred, "because I'm not done with you yet."

With that, she slid down between his legs, taking his cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took him deep into her throat.

"Fuck!" Phillip growled, his hands tangling in her hair. "That feels so good."

Hilda hummed in response, the vibrations sending shivers through Phillip's body. She sucked and licked, her hand stroking the base of his cock in time with her mouth.

"God, I'm going to cum soon," he gasped out, his body trembling as he neared his orgasm.

Hilda pulled away for a moment, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. She spat on his cock and rubbed it in before taking him back into her mouth. She sucked harder, her hand working him faster as he bucked his hips into her face.

"Cum for me, baby," she moaned around his cock, her lips stretched around him.

That was all it took. Phillip let out a loud moan as he came, spilling his seed into her mouth. Hilda swallowed every drop, licking him clean before crawling back up to kiss him.

"You're insatiable," Phillip breathed, his hand caressing her cheek.

Hilda laughed, nuzzling into his touch. "Only for you, darling."

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

While Ghislane began to rethink her choice to remain in the Greyrat estate, another issue slowly began to rear its head.

As she walked along the quiet stone paths that curved around the estate's gardens and courtyards, her sharp golden eyes watched the changes happening around her.

For beastmen like herself, possessing animal traits—ears, tails, claws—granted natural advantages. Strength. Speed. Heightened senses. It was part of their pride, their heritage. But like all beasts, they had their drawbacks too.

Mating season.

It was a period they rarely spoke of, even among their own kind. It was a time when instincts took control, thoughts became cloudy, and bodies demanded more than just food and rest. The scent of pheromones grew heavier in the air, and urges became harder to ignore.

The servants—those with beast blood like hers—were clearly affected. Ghislane noticed them glancing at one another with burning eyes, lingering too long in corners, brushing too close in the hallways. And it wasn’t just them.

Lord Sauros and Philip had taken to “entertaining” the female servants with increasing frequency. Ghislane had caught them more than once now, their indulgences so open and frequent that she no longer shocked them.

What unsettled her was that no one seemed to care.

No one stopped them.

And worst of all—she wasn’t unaffected either.

Her warrior training gave her discipline and a powerful will forged through years of combat and hardship. But even she could feel the heat building under her skin, the constant tension that settled in her muscles. Her keen nose picked up the scent that clung to the halls, to clothes, to the sheets.

It was becoming unbearable.

Driven by frustration and the need for solitude, she retreated to her room, shutting herself away from the world. Her body longed for release, but her mind battled the craving. She lay sprawled across the bed, arms flung over her face as if trying to shut out the world.

Then, a knock.

Her ears perked instantly.

Another knock, firmer this time.

She stood up warily, tail twitching slightly as she walked over and opened the door.

Lord Sauros stood as composed as ever, though something flickered in his eyes.

“Forgive the intrusion,” he said, voice deep and smooth. “But I thought we should talk.”

He stepped inside without waiting for a reply, and Ghislane caught between curiosity and hesitation, closed the door behind him.

The scent on him was strong. Not just sweat or cologne—but recent indulgence's raw, earthy smell. Her nose twitched despite herself.

Lord Sauros glanced around her room with casual interest before turning back to face her.

“You’ve been avoiding everyone lately,” he said. “Is everything alright?”

Ghislane didn’t answer immediately. Her throat was dry. Her thoughts clouded.

And though she didn’t want to admit it—something about his presence stirred her instincts in ways she hadn’t expected.

Ways she didn’t want.

“I’m fine,” she managed to say. “Just needed some rest.”

“I see.” Sauros walked closer to her, his steps slow and deliberate. “You know, you’re quite unlike the others here.”

She tilted her head slightly, watching him. “How so?”

“For one, you’re not afraid to look me in the eye,” he replied, amusement curling his lips. “Secondly… you’re far more interesting than you let on.”

She didn’t respond, her gaze steady.

Sauros moved even closer, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek.

“I’ve always found your kind quite… appealing.”

The touch sent a jolt through her, her breath hitching involuntarily. But she didn’t pull away.

“You’re strong,” Sauros murmured. “Not just in body, but in will.”

His hand trailed down her neck, resting on her shoulder.

“Have you ever considered… exploring that strength?” he asked, his gaze dropping to her lips.

Ghislaine stared up at him for a long moment, her body tense with a conflict of emotions: desire, disgust, curiosity, and contempt.

"How...exactly do you propose?" Ghislane finally asked.

"Well, how about relief of the stress in your body? After all, beastmen in heat season is quite... frustrating without an outlet, don't you think?"

Ghislane’s breath hitched, her ears twitching as she heard those words.

“Relief?” she echoed.

Sauros’s hand slid from her shoulder down to the small of her back, pulling her closer. She didn’t resist.

“Yes,” he murmured. “There are ways to release that energy, to make it more… pleasurable.”

His other hand cupped her face, his thumb brushing along her bottom lip.

“What do you say? Will you let me show you?”

Ghislaine felt her heart pound, her skin flush under his touch. A part of her—a wild, untamed part—was already leaning into him.

But another part, the part that had survived wars and betrayal, was still cautious.

“Show me?” she repeated.

Sauros nodded, his smile growing wider. “We can start small. Just a taste of what’s possible.”

His lips were close now, so close she could feel his breath on her skin.

“Trust me,” he whispered.

Ghislaine’s eyes darted between his, searching for any sign of deception. But all she saw was desire, mixed with a touch of mischief.

And for some reason—perhaps the lingering influence of mating season, perhaps a deep, hidden longing—she found herself nodding.

“Alright,” she said softly.

Sauros’s eyes lit up, his grip on her tightening. In one fluid motion, he lifted her onto the bed, following close behind. His body pressed against hers, his hands exploring every curve and muscle.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he growled, his lips trailing down her neck.

Ghislaine let out a soft moan, arching into his touch. It had been so long since she’d felt this kind of pleasure—pure, unadulterated sensation without fear or guilt.

Sauros’s hands roamed her body with practiced precision, igniting every nerve ending. His lips moved over her skin, leaving trails of heat in their wake.

Ghislaine found herself losing control, her senses overwhelmed. She pulled at his clothes, desperate to feel more of him. Sauros responded in kind, discarding garments until they were skin-to-skin, every inch of them pressed together.

“You’re magnificent,” he breathed against her ear as he positioned himself between her thighs.

Ghislaine gasped at the first thrust, her body arching off the bed. It had been years since she’d experienced anything like this—years of celibacy, of fighting and training, of burying her needs beneath layers of duty and discipline.

But now—now she was free.

Sauros set a rhythm that left her breathless, every movement calculated to bring her pleasure. Ghislaine wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper as her fingers dug into his shoulders.

The bed creaked beneath them as they moved together in perfect harmony. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, their panting filling the room.

Ghislaine felt herself nearing the edge, her body trembling beneath Sauros’s.

“Don’t hold back,” he encouraged. “Let go.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Ghislaine cried out, her body spasming as pleasure washed over her. Sauros followed soon after, groaning deeply as he found his release within her.

They lay there for several minutes, catching their breath, their bodies intertwined. Ghislaine’s mind was a whirl of thoughts and emotions—shame, pleasure, relief, confusion.

But Sauros seemed to sense her turmoil. He lifted his head, meeting her gaze with a tender smile.

“How was that?” he asked.

Ghislaine swallowed hard, her chest still heaving. “… Different,” she admitted.

Sauros chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Good different or bad different?”

“… Good,” she whispered.

Sauros kissed her then, soft and gentle—a stark contrast to the raw passion of moments before.

As they lay together, Ghislaine found herself wondering what other secrets this man had hidden behind his noble facade. And whether she’d have the strength to resist discovering them.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

And yet, after that day, things did not calm. They escalated.

Lord Sauros began to visit more often—though never announced. Late at night, when the halls were quiet and the lanterns dimmed, he would slip through the corridors like a ghost, finding his way to Ghislane room.

Sauros, for his part, never mentioned it. But once, as he passed Ghislane in the corridor, he gave her a look—a wordless warning or perhaps just silent understanding. She couldn't tell.

Then, one night, it changed again.

There was no visit from Sauros. No footfalls in the dark. Ghislane lay half-awake, instincts honed from battle keeping her alert even in stillness.

A knock came.

Three firm taps on her chamber door.

She rose smoothly, eyes narrowing. No one should be here at this hour.

She opened the door, and standing there, candle in hand, was Philip Boreas.

His dark brown hair, streaked with those distinct white strands, was slightly tousled, and his shirt hung loose at the collar. His gaze wasn’t commanding—not like usual—but curious. Calculating. Hungry.

“Forgive the hour, Ghislane,” he said softly, “but I find myself... unable to sleep.”

Her tail flicked once.

Of course you are, she thought, shoulders tensing.

He leaned a little closer, his voice barely a whisper now.

“May I come in?”

Ghislane hesitated for the barest moment. Then, with a quick glance down the empty hall, she stepped aside.

Philip entered, the candle’s flame flickering as if caught in a gust. He set it down on a nearby table, his movements slow, almost deliberate. When he turned back to her, there was a hunger in his gaze that sent a shiver down her spine—not fear, but something more primal.

“I’ve been thinking,” he began, circling her slowly, “about you...recently."

His fingers brushed lightly over her shoulder. “And I wonder how a warrior like yourself handles desire. In times like these.”

He meant mating season.

Ghislane met his gaze squarely, though her pulse quickened.

“I handle it,” she replied, keeping her tone level.

“Ah, but is that wise?” Philip’s hand moved to her waist, fingers splaying against the curve of her hip. “To suppress nature? To fight instincts as strong as these?”

Ghislane stood still, unnaturally still. But she knew she couldn’t deny him—not here, not now. Not with the estate’s unspoken rules hanging heavy in the air.

Philip’s other hand came up, fingertips brushing along her jawline. His touch was gentle, almost reverent.

“Let me show you another way,” he whispered. “A way to channel this energy. To satisfy these... needs.”

Ghislane closed her eyes briefly, taking a deep breath. When she opened them again, she saw Philip watching her intently.

“You speak of more than just physical release,” she said.

Philip nodded slowly.

“Yes. I speak of... understanding. Of control through experience.”

Ghislane considered it—not for long, but enough to feel the pull of his words.

“And if I agree?”

A wolfish grin spread across Philip’s face, though there was a warmth to it that softened the edges.

“Then we’ll discover just what kind of passion lies beneath your disciplined exterior.”

He stepped closer, so close she felt the heat radiating off him. His hands slid up to frame her face gently, thumbs stroking her cheeks.

“What say you, Ghislane? Will you indulge me this night?”

She took a breath, held it for a beat, and then released it in a soft sigh.

“Yes,” she said. “But this changes nothing. I am still your family guard.”

Philip’s grin widened, transforming his face entirely.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he replied.

And then he kissed her. Not the rough, possessive kiss of a master taking what he wanted, but something softer. Something seeking. Something almost... reverent.

As if he truly wanted her to participate in this act.

As if she were a partner, not a tool.

And Ghislane found herself kissing him back with equal fervor, years of pent-up desire finally breaking through the walls she’d built around herself.

They moved together towards the bed, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies with increasing urgency. Philip’s shirt was quickly discarded, revealing the lean muscles of his chest and stomach. Ghislane ran her fingertips along his skin, marveling at its smoothness.

Philip’s hands were equally busy, tugging at the laces of her leathers with practiced ease. Within moments, she stood before him, naked and exposed, her eyes gleaming in the candlelight.

He stepped back to admire her, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

“Beautiful,” he murmured.

Then he was on her again, his mouth trailing hot kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and lower. His hands cupped her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples into hardened peaks. Ghislane arched into his touch, her own hands roaming restlessly over his back and shoulders.

Philip’s mouth finally closed over one nipple, sucking gently while his fingers teased the other. The sensation shot straight through her, sending pulses of pleasure to her core. She moaned softly, threading her fingers through his hair.

Philip lifted his head to gaze up at her, his eyes dark with desire.

“You like that?” he breathed.

She could only nod, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

Philip smiled, clearly pleased with her reaction. He moved to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. Ghislane’s knees went weak, and she leaned against him for support. Her hands explored his body eagerly, tracing the ridges of his muscles, mapping out his form.

When he finally pulled away, she felt bereft for a moment. But Philip was far from done.

He kissed a path down her stomach, his tongue dipping into her navel before continuing lower. Ghislane sucked in a sharp breath as she realized his intention, but before she could protest—or perhaps encourage him—Philip had settled between her thighs, his breath hot against her most sensitive area.

“Philip,” she gasped, but the rest was lost in a moan as his tongue flickered over her clit.

He was skilled—there was no denying that. His mouth and fingers worked in perfect harmony to drive her wild. Ghislane grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets, her hips rocking instinctively against his mouth. Her body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending alive with sensation.

Philip slid one finger inside her, curling it to stroke a spot that made her cry out. He added a second finger, pumping in and out in rhythm with his tongue. The pressure built rapidly, and Ghislane knew she was close to the edge.

“Please,” she whimpered, her whole body trembling. “Please, Philip.”

He responded by redoubling his efforts, sucking on her clit while his fingers plunged deeper. And then suddenly, she was tumbling over that precipice, her world exploding into a thousand shards of pure pleasure. She cried out, her body shaking as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her.

Philip continued to lick and suck gently, drawing out her ecstasy until she finally slumped back against the bed, boneless and panting.

He moved up beside her, cradling her against him as she came back down to earth. His fingers brushed through her hair, soothing her.

“Beautiful,” he said again, kissing her forehead softly.

Ghislane turned to look at him, her golden eyes soft with pleasure and surprise.

“That was...” She shook her head, at a loss for words.

Philip grinned, pleased with himself.

“Good, yes?” he said.

She nodded slowly, still trying to process everything that had just happened.

Philip leaned in to kiss her again, gentler this time. His hand roamed down her body to cup her ass, pulling her against his erection.

“What do you think?” he murmured against her lips. “Want to try something else?”

Ghislane bit her lip, considering. Her body was still humming with pleasure, but there was another kind of desire building now—a need to give as much as she’d received.

She reached down between them, wrapping her fingers around his cock. It twitched at her touch, and Philip’s breath caught in his throat.

“Like this?” she asked, stroking him firmly.

Philip groaned, his hips jerking forward.

“Yes,” he breathed. “Oh fuck, yes.”

Encouraged by his reaction, Ghislane began to move her hand up and down, using the pre-cum to lubricate her strokes. Philip bucked into her grip, his control clearly fraying.

“Gods, you’re amazing,” he moaned, watching her face intently.

Ghislane felt a rush of power at his praise. She loved being in control, loved being the one who could make him lose his composure. She increased the speed of her strokes, twisting her wrist slightly on each upstroke.

“Ghislane,” Philip groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. “I’m going to... going to...”

She felt his cock swell in her hand, and knew he was close. But instead of continuing, she pulled away suddenly.

Philip made a sound of surprise and frustration, his hips twitching towards her retreating hand.

“What—?” he began.

Ghislane smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

“Not yet,” she said. “I want something else.”

She pushed him onto his back, straddling him with a grace that spoke of her warrior’s instincts. Philip’s eyes widened, realization dawning on his face.

“Oh,” he said, understanding. “Oh, yes.”

Ghislane positioned herself above him, reaching down to guide him inside her. She sank down slowly, savoring the feeling of him stretching her, filling her.

Philip’s hands gripped her hips, helping her balance as she adjusted to his size. When she was fully seated, they both paused to catch their breath.

Then Ghislane began to move. Slowly at first, lifting herself up and sliding back down with tortuous slowness. Philip’s eyes fluttered closed, his head tipping back against the pillows.

“Fuck,” he hissed between clenched teeth.

Ghislane increased her pace, finding a rhythm that worked for both of them. Her own arousal grew as she rode him, the friction building inside her again.

“Touch yourself,” Philip urged hoarsely, his gaze fixed on her face. “I want to see you come again.”

She didn’t need telling twice. One hand found her clit, circling it gently while the other braced against his chest. The added stimulation pushed her closer to the edge, and she could feel Philip’s cock thickening inside her.

“Yes, that’s it,” he groaned, his hands moving from her hips to her breasts. He plucked at her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.

The sensations were overwhelming, and Ghislane felt the familiar tension building in her lower belly. She rode Philip harder, her movements becoming erratic as her control slipped away.

“Come on, my little warrior,” Philip urged, his voice ragged. “Let yourself go.”

His words, combined with the intensity of her own touch, finally sent Ghislane tumbling into another orgasm. She threw her head back and cried out, her body convulsing around him.

Philip thrust up into her once, twice more before following her over the edge. He came with a harsh cry, his hips lifting off the bed as he emptied himself inside her.

For a long moment, neither of them moved. They lay there panting, Ghislane still straddling Philip’s hips.

Then Philip chuckled softly.

“Well,” he said. “I think we’ve both found a much more pleasant way to handle our... urges, haven’t we?”

Ghislane opened her eyes, a smile curving her lips.

“Indeed,” she agreed. “But perhaps we should be careful. I don’t want the whole household knowing our business.”

Philip laughed out loud this time.

“Trust me, my dear. The walls of this place are quite thick. And I’ll make sure you’re well-compensated for any... indiscretions.”

Ghislane raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. The night still young, after all.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

Days turned into a blur. Ghislane found herself doubting everything and everyone around her. It had started with secrecy, but now it had become something else entirely. Sauros and Philip—father and son—had taken to visiting her in turns. Always under the veil of night. Always away from watchful eyes.

Neither ever spoke of the other. And both made it abundantly clear that no one should know. That secrecy... that shared deception... it thrilled her in a strange way. The kind of thrill only a warrior might understand—the tension, the danger, the risk.

She should have felt shame or fear, but instead, a quiet anticipation grew in her with each night. Every furtive glance. Every closed door.

But a week passed, and Ghislaine found out something had changed. The lord and his son's visits got…less often than before. Though Ghislaine didn't mind it at first, since the place had beastfolk working everywhere, she could easily find another one in heat and duke it out. 

Ghislaine couldn’t really blame them though, since with her duty, she need to spend more time to keep the manor safe, thus causing Sauros and Phillip to seek out other maids in the house to satisfy their need.

Sometimes in his office, Sauros could be seen drilling into Hilda, or another beastfolk maid. 

Sometimes, in their bedroom, Phillip enjoyed his time with Hilda, but also with other women in the house when Hilda is busy with Sauros somewhere else.

Then one day, another invitation came. Alfonso was the one who bright the news as he read out the letter to Ghislaine.

“To…ohh…Lady Ghislaine…”

His words staggered mid-sentence as the old man tried to focus on the content of the invitation. But the pleasure radiated from below, messing with his attempt. Alfonso look down at Ghislaine as the swordwoman trying to milk out his cock.

“Go on, continue with it.” Ghislaine said as she look up.

“Maybe after this, lady Ghislaine…Ohh…Maybe focus on the task at hand first, then we can read the letter afterwards.” 

Ghislaine smirked before she work her tongue up along his length. She knew the old man like it this way.

After all, who doesn’t? She learnt how to please a man in such a short time, fitting for a quick learner like herself. After all, Ghislaine witnessed Hilda doing the same to the old man before as well, so she knew where to move her tongue to.

The affair when by quickly before Alfonso left the room, leaving a half-sastified Ghislaine witht  the letter from the lord.

Sauros had left a message—disguised in casual instruction, but Ghislane understood.

-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-

 That night, when the moon was high and the mansion hushed, she crept through the silent halls. Her steps were silent. Precise. Like slipping into an ambush.

She reached Sauros's room and pushed the door open with practised care.

But he wasn't alone.

There, lounging within the candlelit space, was Philip. Seated beside him—graceful, poised, and watching—was Hilda.

All three turned to her as she stepped inside.

No one spoke.

The tension was heavy, charged with meaning.

Ghislane froze, ears twitching, heart pounding not from fear—but from something far more dangerous.

This... this was something else entirely.

She hadn’t expected it. Hadn’t even imagined such a thing. But here they were. All three of them.

Sauros looked at her, and in his gaze, there was an invitation. Not just for her body, but for something deeper. Something more forbidden.

Philip, too, watched her with those intense eyes of his. But unlike his father, there was something else there. A hunger, yes—but also a respect. Perhaps even an admiration.

As for Hilda... she seemed calm. Curious, even. Like she was waiting to see what would happen next.

Ghislane's mind raced, but her instincts took over. She stepped forward, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

"What's this?" she asked, her voice steady despite the storm within.

Sauros rose from his chair, moving with the predatory grace of a man who knew exactly what he wanted.

"I thought," he said softly, "it might be interesting to share tonight’s experience with someone who... understands discretion."

Philip didn't move, but his eyes never left Ghislane. There was a challenge in that gaze—a dare to take this step into the unknown.

Hilda remained seated, but her body had tensed, her posture shifting slightly. Like a cat ready to spring.

Ghislane looked between them, her breath catching in her throat.

This was madness. This was dangerous. This was—

She moved towards Sauros. Her tail flicking once—a silent acknowledgment. A decision made.

The moment her lips met Sauros', she heard Hilda gasp softly. Philip chuckled—a warm, knowing sound that sent shivers down her spine.

Sauros kissed her deeply, his hands sliding down to her waist. Then, without breaking the kiss, he moved her towards the bed.

Behind her, she heard the rustle of clothing. Felt a sudden warmth at her back. Soft curves pressing against her from behind. Hilda's hands slid around her waist, light and teasing. The smell of lavender filled her nostrils.

Sauros stepped away, leaving Ghislane sandwiched between two very different bodies. Philip's larger, firmer form against her front, Hilda's smaller, softer one at her back.

Philip's lips found hers next, his kiss more demanding than his father's. He sucked her bottom lip, nipped it gently with his teeth before soothing the spot with his tongue.

Hilda's hands began to wander. Her fingers traced patterns on Ghislane's skin, moving from her waist up to cup her breasts.

Sauros moved to join in. His hands joined Hilda's, both sets of fingers plucking at Ghislane's nipples until they hardened under their touch. The dual sensation made her moan into Philip's mouth.

Philip broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and over her shoulder. Hilda took advantage of the moment to lick a wet stripe up Ghislane's throat. The contrast of Hilda's delicate, wet tongue and Philip's firm teeth was exquisite.

They moved as if they'd choreographed it beforehand—Philip and Hilda working in tandem to touch and tease every inch of her body.

Hilda slid down, her hands tracing patterns on Ghislane’s thighs as she went. Her lips followed, leaving a trail of wet kisses in their wake. She paused just above the apex of Ghislane's legs, breath hot against sensitive skin.

Philip bent her backwards slightly, supporting her with one arm as his other hand slid down her stomach. His fingers found her folds, slipping between them with practiced ease.

Ghislane gasped at the twin sensations—Philip's fingers working magic below, Hilda's warm breath above. She clutched at both their shoulders, her claws unsheathing without thought.

Hilda took mercy on her, parting Ghislane's folds with her tongue and licking a long, slow stripe up to her clit. The action pushed her hips back against Philip's fingers, and he took advantage by pushing two of them inside her.

They continued like that for what felt like an eternity—Hilda licking and sucking while Philip's fingers pumped in and out. Sauros watched from his seat, his eyes glowing with dark intent.

Ghislane couldn't hold back her moans any longer. The tension built until she was shaking between them. The combination of two mouths and four hands was too much. With a cry, she came, her body spasming as waves of pleasure washed over her.

As she rode out her orgasm, Philip lifted her effortlessly and placed her on the bed. Sauros and Hilda followed, joining her in a tangle of limbs.

They didn't stop.

Sauros took her mouth again, his kisses hard and demanding. Philip moved between her legs, his thick cock pressing against her entrance. He paused, a question in his eyes. Ghislane nodded, and he slid into her with one smooth thrust.

Hilda shifted beside them, moving to press her body along Ghislane's side. She licked one of Ghislane's hardened nipples while her fingers found the sensitive spot just above Philip's cock where it stretched Ghislane open.

The pleasure was almost overwhelming. Philip started to move, his thrusts slow and deep. Sauros released Ghislane's mouth, turning to claim Hilda's instead. The sight of them kissing fueled Ghislane's arousal further.

Philip changed the angle of his thrusts, hitting that spot inside her that made her see stars. She wrapped her legs around him, meeting him stroke for stroke.

Hilda's fingers found Ghislane's clit, rubbing it in time with Philip's movements. The combined sensations pushed Ghislane over the edge again, her body clamping down on Philip's cock as she cried out.

He groaned, burying his face in her neck as he found his release, his seed filling her. Hilda continued to stroke her through it, prolonging the pleasure until Ghislane was trembling with overstimulation.

Sauros seized the moment as he positioned himself behind Hilda, penetrating her from behind as she was still bent over Ghislane. Then he moved closer, taking Hilda's chin in his hand and turning her face to his. He kissed her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers.

The kiss was long and passionate. When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily. Philip looked at Ghislane, a question in his gaze.

Ghislane nodded her agreement, and Philip shifted his position. Letting Hilda and Ghislane on all four as they face each other. Meanwhile, Sauros place himself behind Hilda while Phillip places himself behind Ghislane. While the two woman began to giving each other a deep kiss, the two men ram their cock into the women wet cunt. Slowly, all four bodies moved in rhythm, the soft sounds of flesh meeting flesh filling the room.

The feeling of Hilda’s tongue in her mouth, her breasts pressed against Ghislane’s own, and Philip behind her pushing his cock deep inside her wet pussy was almost too much for Ghislane to bear. The sensations built until she felt like she might burst from the intensity.

Philip reached around, his fingers finding Ghislane’s clit and rubbing it in tight circles as he continued to thrust into her. The dual stimulation sent her over the edge for a third time, and her pussy clenched around his cock as she came hard.

Behind them, Sauros reached around to cup Hilda’s breast, pinching her nipple as he pushed her further against Ghislane. The three of them were a tangled mess of limbs, each lost in the pleasure they were giving and receiving.

As Ghislane rode out her climax, she felt Philip’s thrusts become more urgent, his breath hot on her neck. With one last hard push, he groaned his own release, spilling his seed deep inside her. His cock pulsed against her sensitive walls as he filled her up.

Sauros came next, grunting as he drove into Hilda one last time and emptied himself into her willing body. Hilda moaned softly, her own climax triggered by the feeling of Sauros filling her.

All four collapsed in a heap on the bed, panting and covered in a sheen of sweat.

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken words. Ghislane lay there, her mind reeling from what they’d just done.

This... this was beyond anything she could have imagined. This was a web of secrets and desires, woven between them all. A bond that was as forbidden as it was intense.