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I shook the sleep from my vision and I marched out of the bedroom. My mom hurried up from the kitchen, a look of concern on her woody face. Her leafy hair fluttered behind her. She swallowed as she saw me marching forward.

“Leo?”

“Get ready,” I growled and went to my armor and weapons.

“Ooh, some bad boys are breaching the dungeon,” Garnet said. She wore a white apron over her slender form. My little sister struck a dramatic pose. “Let’s show them the folly of their ways. Kweh, heh, heh!”

Our mother glanced at her in shock. “This isn’t a game, young lady.”

Garnet deflated and muttered, “It’s like a game.”

“Leo,” Lana said as she held open my gray robes for me to slip into.

As I thrust my arms in, I thought, “Who’s seen the intruders?”

I was connected telepathically to everyone in the dungeon. Halia blinked and glanced at me. It looked like even she was in the network. By vowing to serve me, she had linked herself to the Void Crystal.

“I got eyes on them,” Hela reported. My wildhound’s thoughts reverberated in my mind. “We’re about to pounce on them. Looks like a barbarian, a rogue, a mage, and a cleric.”

“I know that cleric,” added Nos. “And the rogue. They attacked us with Halia.”

Halia groaned. “Norso and Milies?”

“I guess they got unbamboozled,” I muttered.

“Well, my sexiness can only last so long,” Garnet said with a shrug. “I’m amazing, but no one’s that good.”

Mom gave Garnet a curious look.

“Later,” I said, belting on my gray robe while Lana lifted my breastplate. She helped to strap it on me.

A monster girl died. Seeng, one of my satyrs, just perished. I swallowed. Her soul was returned to the Void Crystal. When the battle was over, if we survived, I could revive her. It would be like she slept. But so long as the intruders were in the dungeon, I could do nothing to restore their flesh.

“I want them captured,” I said. “Deal nonlethal damage.”

“But they just killed Seeng, Lord Leo,” Havas answered, sounding angry.

“And she’ll be rewarded for her sacrifice,” I said as Lana strapped the last one on. “I don’t want them killed if we can avoid it.”

“Will do, Lord Leo,” Sviesos answered. The first-ever monster girl I made. Not a companion like Lana or my mother, but a true one birthed from the Void Crystal and my own will.

Kibir died as I took my lightning spear from Lana. It crackled with electricity. I had trained hard on it. I shook my head. I hadn’t even had a chance to practice my new spells. Well, hopefully I wouldn’t need them.

I marched out of the living room, my companions and Halia with me.

“I’m glad that you’re trying to capture them,” Mom said. “You shouldn’t hurt people.”

“I don’t want to,” I said. “But I will if I have to. I won’t let them kill us all.”

“He’ll protect us,” Garnet said. My little sister sounded so thrilled. “He’s so gallant. Kweh, heh, heh, that’s how he won this naughty succubus’s heart.”

“You loved your brother before coming here,” Mom said. “Your crush was plain as day.”

“Yep,” Maya said. “Why do you think we got along so well.”

“I know,” Garnet said. “I’m glad we both got him. There are things we have to do.”

“Now’s not the time,” I growled, feeling Havas dying. I swallowed. Was I getting my monster girls killed for nothing?

I threw open the door to the throne room. It was one of the largest rooms in the dungeon, shaped like the home plate in baseball, it was widest at my end. My throne sat on a raised dais with smaller chairs flanking it for my companions and Halia. I mounted my throne and gazed down at why I came here.

The dungeon map lay in here, a large section of the floor that showed off every bit of my domain. Dots glowed on it. I was a white dot surrounded by golden dots, my companions. Even Halia was a gold dot now, not a green dot like she used to be. My monster girls were blue dots. They were all converging on the attackers, who were red dots. They were in the opening labyrinth of the dungeon, fighting in a corridor. The dots moved about in staccato movements as the map updated only every second. The only monster girls not surging in that way were the mermaids.

The oozes were on the move. They were the ones with the farthest to travel. Most of the monster girls were at the fight. I swallowed. Should I send in Usiku, Baaghi, and Paanee? They were stationed in a room beyond my throne room, three dots in the center, the last line of defense before my throne room.

Nos died.

I swallowed. She had taken pain. She had suffered for me because of these damned adventurers. Halia, wearing her armor, gripped the pommel of her father’s magic sword sheathed at her side. She paced back and forth, looking tense. She had broken into my dungeon a few weeks back with Norso and Milies. I had spared them and captured her to try to reason with adventurers.

I had shown Halia the depths of my conviction and won her to my cause. I didn’t feel like that was possible.

The blue dots were all over the red. The four of them were getting mobbed. I swallowed, watching the fight and wishing that I could be there. I only had one life. I didn’t get to come back. Halia and I were the only ones who could truly die. The others were made of my magic, vessels animated by my will. They had souls, though. They were unique beings who deserved to live. Who didn’t deserve the pain they suffered for me.

“Come on,” I muttered, gripping my spear. “No more of you die.”

Mom hugged me from behind. Though I couldn’t feel her body through my breastplate, just having her hold me was a comfort. “You’re doing the right thing.”

“Thanks, Mom,” I said.

“You are, Leo,” Maya added, coming up on my other side.

“You’re noble.” Lana smiled at me. “It’s why we all love you.”

“I loved him for being cute,” Garnet said. My little succubus smiled. “And for making me wet. But this noble thing’s working for me, too. Kweh, heh, heh, we’ll show those adventurers!”

“Norso…” Halia groaned. “He had such a crush on me. He only became an adventurer to try to impress me.”

“Explains a lot,” I said. “Norso’s the rogue?”

She nodded.

Only one of the red dots was moving now. He retreated towards the entrance, but a flood of monster girls rushed after him. They swarmed him in moments. His dot shifted a few more times then went still.

“All captured, Lord Leo,” Hela reported. The wildhound sounded so pleased with herself. “We’re binding them with their own rope.”

I let out a heavy sigh. “Good, I’ll be right there.”

I marched forward, striding across the map itself. It was a part of the floor, a magical projection and not something I could damage with my boots. The butt of my spear tinked on the stones. My companions flowed after me, Garnet skipping along and humming.

We left behind the throne room and soon reached the guard room. Usiku, Baaghi, and Paanee were relaxing now. They nodded to me, Usiku looking amused. Baaghi and Paanee both gave me interesting looks.

“I thought there was a reason I wanted to serve you,” Baaghi said. Companions could serve the dungeon builder who slew their original master, but only if they felt like he was compatible with them. Someone they could serve or even love.

“You are interesting,” hissed Paanee,

“Yes, he is,” Usiku said. She winked at me.

I winked back at my fomorian.

We worked our way through the labyrinth. Everyone knew the location of the traps. The knowledge was in all our brains, so avoiding them was easy. Not that they would activate for any of us. The dungeon knew who belonged and who didn’t.

The mermaids rotated the bridge for us. They preened in the water and blew me kisses as I crossed it to exit their room. Garnet blew them kisses back as she pranced down the edge of the bridge. She hummed, her tail swishing.

She never took anything seriously.

We moved through the labyrinthine tunnels, passing trap after trap, until we came to where my monster girls had the adventurers bound and gagged. Hela had her foot planted on the back of the barbarian, a hulking figure in furs with blue paint drawn on his face and bare skin in patterns. Beyond him lay the rogue lying against the wall, hands behind his back, a gag in his mouth. The mage looked the most scared. Sviesos held his staff of carved wood with a crystal held in the root-like protrusions at the tip. Farther down was Milies the cleric. He was on his back, Cikata’s gelatinous form sitting on his chest.

She waved to me.

“Did we do good, Lord Leo?” Hela asked. She bounced to me and fell to her knees before me. Her black tail wagged behind her and dog-ears twitched.

I petted her. “You all were amazing.” I looked out at them, especially at the satyrs who had lost two of their number. “Bakara, you and your satyrs were fantastic.”

They all smiled at me, their large breasts jiggling.

“Sviesos, form up an escort. One ooze, and two of the other types. We’re taking these to Astovin.”

Sviesos nodded. “Khur, Doodh, Gintaras, Zaibas, Cikata, Gwyllt, and Marwo.”

The named monster girls all moved to the prisoners. Cikata stood up from hers and yanked the cleric to his feet. Khur pulled Norso who stared at Halia with shock. She stood at my side, her hand on her pommel.

“He’s not what you think,” she told her former adventuring companion. “He’s a good man.”

Norso’s eyes bulged. Then he snarled something through his gag. Khur spun him around and pushed him towards the exit. The rogue twisted his head around and kept snarling through his gag at Halia.
She wilted.
“Are you okay?” I asked my paladin. I put a comforting hand on her polished, golden pauldron. She wore less armor than me, a low-cut affair that showed off her large breasts.
“I knew there would be those who wouldn’t understand, but Norso?” She glanced to the priest. He, too, stared at her in shock, but instead of being outrage, he sagged, his shoulders slumping. “He hates me.”

“He’s just pissed that you found a man to love and it’s not him,” said Maya. “He did that beta male thing of being the nice guy thinking he was earning brownie points. That you would have to fall in love if he kept doing nice things to you.”

I blinked at that and glanced at Maya. When did she get so perceptive?

“It doesn’t matter,” Halia said, lifting her head. “I know I made the right choice when I chose to serve you. There are no stopping dungeon builders from coming to this world. You want to make peace with us. You want to stop the others from hurting and dominating us. And you want to understand why.” Halia gave me a penetrating look. “I want to know why, too. What dark force keeps drawing you dungeon builders to this world.

“I want it to stop.”

“We’ll figure that out,” I said. “Come on, we have a walk to Astovin.”

Our guests struggled the entire walk there, especially the barbarian. He all but howled into his gag. It took Doodh, Gwyllt, and Zaibas to keep him moving while the other three only took a monster girl each. Marwo took the lead, the wildhound scouting.

Mom led the donkey and the cart. It seemed that the food I had been buying just wasn’t good enough. She was off to shop in Astovin, of course. She seemed to think we were going to the farmer’s market or something.

This wasn’t that sort of place. The villagers… tolerated me. They were nervous when I was around even after I had defended them and rescued their kidnapped women, stolen by that sick pervert Jindag. He had stolen a harem of women to rape and breed.

I didn’t feel bad at all about killing him.

We passed the farmlands. People watched us. Farm wives called their children in from the field while their men held scythes or sickles or mattocks, watching us with fear in their eyes. I sighed. What would it take to show the villagers I was here to protect them.

I would defend Astovin and keep them all safe.

The villagers were gathering at the edge of the village, mostly a collection of men. Many of them held their improvised weapons. I groaned, hoping this wouldn’t be a fight. I marched out in front of the prisoners, Garnet and Halia at my side.

The village leader, Mayor Bevlin, pushed out of the crowd. He was an older human, his hair going gray. He folded his arms as he stared at the sight of us. He swallowed despite his bravado of standing straight.

“Lord Leo,” he said.

“I caught a group of trespassers,” I said, motioning to my monster girls.

“I see,” the village leader said. His face paled. “Do you wish me to assemble the entire village?”

“Assemble?” I frowned at him. “What do you mean, assemble?”

“For the execution.”

A dark murmur ran through the crowd. More than a few of the young men gave me angry glares. They looked about to unleash a mob on us. My monster girls tensed. Lightning crackled between the golden strands of Lana’s hair.

“Oh, my,” Mom said in shock.
“No, no, I’m turning them over to you, Mayor Bevlin,” I said.

“M-me.” the older man swallowed. “I… see.”

“Not to execute them,” I hastily added, shaking my head. “Hold them prisoner until tomorrow then you can let them go. Make them pay a fine or something that goes to the village coffers.”

The mayor blinked. Confused murmurs rippled through the assembled crowd.

“I am Leo Baldwin,” I told them, “and I am not an enemy to your people. I am here to help you. Defend you. I want to live in harmony with you. Astovin is under my protection. Any adventurers who come through Astovin should be advised about the consequences of attacking me. I won’t let them kill me. I will defend myself. I have no problem with them attacking dangerous dungeon builders, but that’s not me. I am your friend. I want us all to prosper together.”

My mother nodded.

“He speaks truly,” Halia said. “After all, he returned your stolen daughters. He is Astovin’s greatest ally.”

The mayor motioned to some of the men. They rushed forward and took the bound adventurers. The barbarian was the most stunned. All the fight melted out of him. He glared at me with such accusation like I had broken the rules or something.

I didn’t care. I just wanted to see everyone prosper. The rules were stupid. Dungeon builders didn’t have to be the scourge of the world.

As the prisoners were led off, the remaining men began milling about. They looked so confused. They were terrified of me and hated me, and yet I wasn’t doing anything to them. I wasn’t attacking or threatening them. I wasn’t enslaving them.

“Lord Shorvin is not happy that you are extending your influence to his lands,” said the Mayor once the prisoners were gone. “We’re his vassals. He will not take kindly to you holding his territory.”

“Holding his territory?” I gave him a piercing look. “Wait, are you claiming I conquered you?”

“He flicked his gaze to the monster girls and then back to me. “You did fight to defend us and now are declaring your domination of us.”

“By saying I’m going to protect you?” I said, disbelief rippling through me.

“People do not protect what isn’t theirs.”

“Sure they do,” I said. “You’ve never helped put out a fire in a neighbor’s house?”

“That’s to protect the village. Fires spread. My house could be burned.”

“Never helped out in the harvest or something?” I said.

“Lord Shorvin is well aware that you have staked a claim to Astovin. He has put out the word, summoning every adventurer he can. He wants the dungeon builders in the area put down, especially you.”

“For doing the right thing?” I demanded, anger rippling through me.

The mayor swallowed. “Please, do not punish me, Lord Leo. I am merely reporting what Lord Shorvin has declared.”

“Jesus, I’m not going to punish you. I’m not a monster.” I fumed. “So more adventurers are going to come.”

“He has added a bounty.” The mayor shifted. “I’m sorry. We are, of course, appreciative of you saving our daughters, but…”

“But this ass wipe who wasn’t protecting you against Jindag is now butthurt that I’m doing his job?”

“Er, I suppose if I understand your words,” the mayor said.

This just got better and better.

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Mrs. Zoe Baldwin had never had a more surreal shopping experience in her life. The dryad felt everyone’s eyes on her naked form. The nudity didn’t bother her—she was a dryad, a creature of nature and clothing seemed so silly to her now—but the suspicion disturbed her. She had never felt like people didn’t trust her.

They even feared her.

After her son and lover had defended these people from attack and rescued their daughters, they were still terrified of him. What did these other dungeon builders do to this world?

If even half of them were like this Jindag her son had killed, then she could understand. It was all so terrible. Her son fought against the pain, but she could see how the villagers’ distrust hurt him deeply. He had risked his life for them. He hadn’t done it to defend himself or his women. He had suffered, almost died, and they had no gratitude.

Anger simmered in her. A motherly wrath. It simmered in her. She fought against it. She knew the destructive power of anger. Her deceased husband could have a temper. Not one he ever took out on her, but it could burst out of him in great shouts after being bottled up for too long.

She feared the same stress in her son. He had power. He could raze this village, burn it to the ground, and no one here could stop him. Their weapons were all feeble. She could feel the roots of the plants growing throughout the village. She could command them to seize anyone who threatened him. Even her toes could grow into woody roots and seize and hold.

She had the power to cause harm.

Mrs. Baldwin swallowed down those impulses and put on her most welcoming smile. “What lovely vegetables,” she said to one farmer as she inspected the onions and leeks he was selling. “You’ve grown them with skill.”

He swallowed, though his eyes did fall on her ample bosom.

“I’m not going to bite you,” she said. “Dryads are very caring and nurturing creatures. I can tell you care about your plants. It’s so obvious that you did.” She selected some. She saw nothing wrong with agriculture. Plants were the source of all life. They provided the nutrients and energy that formed the basis of the food chain. “Thank you.”

“Uh, you’re welcome,” he stammered.

She smiled. This was what they had to do to win the hearts and minds of Astovin. Show them that they didn’t have to be afraid.

Gwyllt sniffed the leeks that Mrs. Baldwin placed into her wicker basket. The wildhound was scampering at her sight, her tail bushy. The monster girl was cute, almost like a daughter to Mrs. Baldwin, though she felt more affinity for Khur and Doodh who were trotting behind her.

“Mother Baldwin,” Khur said, the satyr waving. “This farmer has lettuce.”

“Ooh,” Mrs. Baldwin said and turned to the satyr. Doodh held up a ball of lettuce. The farmer selling it rubbed his hands. His fleshy wife stood behind him trembling. “That’s good. Grab two more good heads and pay him.”

“Right, Mother Baldwin,” the busty satyr said. Milk beaded at her nipples, just like the dryad’s. They brimmed with so much life.

Just like Astovin.

A few children were peering around the buildings, boys who were nudging each other. She expected they were working up the courage to pull some prank on the monster girls, egging each other on until one did something stupid.

“Be on your best behavior, everyone,” she sent through the communication network.
A chorus of, “Yes, Mother Baldwin,” echoed through her mind. The satyr’s address for her was spreading. She smiled at that. She was a mother to them all, especially Leo and Garnet. Her two children were so delicious together.

The incestuous sight sent such wicked tingles racing out of her pussy. She was such a depraved mother.

I wonder when Leo will summon Crystal? She thought of her older daughter. Crystal was always teasing her younger brother, flouncing around in the skimpiest clothing to get a rise out of him and then getting mad when he looked at what she so freely offered. A cock-tease.

She wouldn’t just tease him here.

I really am becoming a wicked mother, Mrs. Baldwin thought as she kept shopping.

She smiled at the next stall and praised the farmer for the fine hunks of beef he was selling, all sadly salted. There was no fresh meat to be had. Also no refrigeration. This world did require her to adjust, but she was willing to make the best to feed her son and Halia. She would nurture their bodies.

And their passions.

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Seeng spun out of the shadows, her large breasts swaying.

“Lord Leo,” she said, stretching her back as if she had just woken up from sleep. “So, we killed them?”

“Afraid not,” I said, standing in my Vault. We had just returned from Astovin. “I let them go. I hope that’s okay?”

She pressed her hand down to her belly. Pain flickered across her face. Guilt rippled through me. I placed my hand over her belly. She looked me in the eye, her golden iris swimming with emotion. I cupped her face with my other hand.

“I’m sorry they hurt you,” I told her.

“I’m not,” she said. “It means I fought to protect you, Lord Leo. I love you. I’m more than willing to die for you.”

“And the pain?”

Her expression tightened. “If I’m not willing to suffer for those I love, then it’s not real.” The fierceness in her eyes was startling. “Just like I know you would suffer for me. The others told me about what you’ve done. I’m proud to die for you.”

“I’d rather you lived.”

She smiled and she grabbed my wrist. She pulled me from where she’d been stabbed, placing me right on her full breast. “Lord Leo, I am alive, see.” She pushed me against the inner slope of her left breast. “Feel the beat of my heart.”

I did. Strong and passionate. I squeezed her breast. “Yes, you are alive.”

She smiled at me. I had to claim those lips. I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. She groaned as my tongue thrust past her lips. She tasted so sweet. She was such a gorgeous creature. So stirring. She moaned as we kissed.

Her hands grabbed my hair. She clutched me to her, her big breasts rubbing into my naked chest. I didn’t wear my clothing in here. My dungeon was at just the perfect temperature. Not a drafty place but existing at just the right amount of warmth and humidity.

I broke the kiss. “Mmm, let me wake up the others, then I’ll treat you all.”

She smiled at me.

I grabbed the Void Crystal. Souleen smiled up at me, her hands rubbing at her tits. She was getting excited. Nos spun out of the shadows. The wildhound yipped in delight, her tail wagging back and forth. She had died before. She seemed none the worse for this one. That was good. Then Kibir spun out, the will o’ wisp’s body a swirl of blues. Azures and sapphires that swirled about each other. Her large breasts jiggled while she stretched her back. Then Havas flashed in, the other satyr shifting on her hooves, the clomping sound rising through the room.

“Lord Leo!” she gasped and flung herself at me. She pressed her big breasts into my chest and kissed me.

I groaned at the feel of my satyr’s passion. My hands grabbed her rump and squeezed her. I kneaded her plump flesh, my dick growing hard. I had to reward all my monster girls who died. They all deserved pleasure.

I broke the kiss. “Nos and Kibir, I want you to nurse from Havas and finger her pussy. I need to make Seeng cum first. She did die.”

Seeng smiled at me, her large breasts swaying back and forth as she quivered there. The delight in her eyes was amazing. Her sister satyr broke away from me and was swarmed by Nos and Kibir. The wildhound and will o’ wisp grabbed Havas and pinned her to the wall. They leaned in and suckled away, Nos’s tail waggling. Havas moaned as her milk fed the two monster girls.

“How do you want to cum, Seeng?” I asked her. “I can eat you out?”

She bit her lip and then she grabbed her tits. She held them up for me. “I would be honored if you would nurse from me while you fucked me. Drink my milk while you cum in me.”

I smiled at Seeng and her bountiful breasts. She squeezed them, the white milk leaking from her nubs. I grabbed the Void Crystal and created a padded chair to sit on. It flashed into existence in the corner, a slight expenditure of my magic, but I had gained a little more by defeating those adventurers. Even though I didn’t kill them, I still was rewarded.

I sat down on my chair, my cock throbbing.

Seeng advanced, hooves clopping on the stones. Her lively, gray hair swayed about her lush and youthful face, horns peeking out of her tresses. Her big boobs swayed in such an enticing and fetching way. My dick throbbed.

Then she straddled me, her breasts swaying right at eye level. I ducked my head forward and latched onto a nipple. I suckled. Her sweet and creamy milk squirted hot into my mouth. The flavor melted through my taste buds.

“Lord Leo!” she moaned, her hand grabbing my big dick. “Oh, that’s so wonderful. Ooh, yes, yes!”

She lowered herself down to my cock as I suckled from her breast. In the background, Havas moaned as Nos and Kibir suckled and fingered the sexy satyr. I would make all four of them cum before I left here.

They deserved their reward.

Seeng’s thick bush caressed over the tip of my cock and then came the wet folds of her pussy lips. They slid over the crown of my dick and swallowed me. I groaned around her nipple. I suckled harder as her cunt slid inch after inch down my shaft.

“Oh, Lord Leo!” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. Mmm, you’re just so thick and amazing. I love your dick in me.”

I loved her pussy wrapped around my cock.

She felt so wonderful, her cunt hot around my dick. She held me tight as I suckled from her nipple. I nursed on her. I suckled with all the passion that was in me. She groaned, her cunt squeezing down on my cock. I loved it, my rod throbbing in her cunt.

My fingers dug into her rump. I held her tight. My digits clutched her plump satyr ass. She moaned, her back arching. She was such a sexy thing to have impaling her cunt down my dick. She felt so wonderful.

“Lord Leo!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, Lord Leo!”

Her cunt clenched down on my dick as she rode me. I nursed with hunger from her while my hands found her ass. I squeezed her plump rump. I dug my digits into her ass, kneading her. my cock throbbed in her twat’s embrace.

My sexy satyr worked that amazing cunt up and down my dick. She rode me with such passion. It was delicious to experience. I groaned, loving every moment of what she did to me. I groaned, the pleasure rippling through my body.

I lifted her, my hands guiding her hips. I swiveled them, stirring her cunt around my dick as I suckled at her nipple and drank down her breast milk. She was such a delight. I groaned, my dick throbbing in her twat. Then I slammed her twat down my shaft.

She felt amazing. Just a wondrous monster girl. Her pussy gripped me. Massaged me. I groaned, savoring every inch of twat sliding up and then coming back down my cock. The pleasure of it was incredible.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped. “That’s fantastic. So good.”

My dick throbbed with delight as I kept drinking her milk. I suckled over and over again, her pussy clamping down each time. She felt so hot. So delicious. She made my cock ache. The pressure grew at the tip.

“Lord Leo!” she whimpered, her voice growing throaty, almost making that throaty baa of a goat. “Lord Leo!”

I nursed hard. Her milk squirted to the back of my mouth.

She slammed her cunt down my dick and then squealed. Her cunt went wild. Hot flesh rippled around my dick. She bucked on my lap, her head tossing back. Her baas echoed through the Vault while her cunt sucked at my dick.

My balls tightened. I gulped down her milk as her twat massaged my cock closer and closer to erupting. I squeezed my eyes shut, my fingers digging into her rump. Her muscles flexed beneath my digits.

“Cum in me, Lord Leo!” she baaed with throaty passion.

I growled around her nipple. Erupted.

I pumped my cum into my satyr’s inviting cunt. her flesh convulsed and rippled around my shaft. She sucked at me, draining my balls. I groaned as I pumped her full of my seed. It was an amazing delight. Pleasure slammed into my mind.

It was incredible. I rode the high, nursing from her delicious milk and enjoying every drop of it that squirted past my lips. I groaned and gulped it down. I swallowed every drop of it. The milk poured down my throat and warmed my belly.

It was fantastic. I hit the peak, her pussy milking my cock dry, then she slumped forward, baaing out her pleasure. I pulled my mouth from her nub and claimed her lips. I kissed her with passion. I thrust my tongue past her lips and savored the kiss.

“Yes!” baaed Havas in the background as she came.

I kissed Seeng for a few moments longer then she slid off of me. She arched her back and then gasped as Havas charged across the room, hooves trotting on the stone. The satyr fell to her knees and pressed Seeng into the wall next to the chair. With a throaty groan, Havas buried her face into her sister’s pussy.

Seeng gasped at the incestuous delight of having her sister feasting on her cunt. I loved the sight myself. I grinned, my dick throbbing hard at the sight. Seeng’s big breasts heaved as she shuddered and ground her furred muff on her sister’s hungry face.

What an inspiring sight.

“Lord Leo!”

Nos’s exclamation snapped my head to her. The wildhound leaped before me and then she darted her head in. She sucked my cock, soaking in Seeng’s pussy cream, into her mouth. The naughty monster girl nursed with hunger, her head bobbing and her triangular ears, thrusting out of her midnight mane of hair, twitching. I loved the way her tail twitched back and forth.

“Damn,” I groaned at the exciting delight of Nos sucking on my cock. She nursed with passion. I scratched her between her ears.

She sucked even harder.

“Fuck, Nos!” I gasped.

The passion was incredible. Her tongue danced around my cock. I shuddered and groaned. She bobbed her mouth up and down my dick. I loved how she nursed on me. The way she suckled with such hunger. It was incredible to enjoy. I squeezed my eyes shut, loving every moment of her hot mouth nursing at me.

It was amazing to experience. My chest rose and fell as she did it. While she did, Kibir watched. The will o’ wisp rubbed at her hairless pussy, her white, crackling hair swaying about her hungry face. She bit her lower lip.

I glanced at the chair. It had armrests. “Kibir, you can kneel on the armrests and plant that pussy right on my face.”

“Lord Leo,” she breathed in delight. “I love you so much.”

Nos mumbled around my cock. I supposed she said, “Me, too.”

Then she sucked again and I groaned. Kibir suckled on her fingers fresh from her pussy as she advanced. Her flesh roiled with all those cloudy hues of blue, a living storm of plasma constrained in the form of a busty woman.

To my delight, she mounted the chair with her ass facing me. I grabbed her plump butt-cheeks, her skin tingling with static electricity that made my fingers ever so slightly go numb. It was an exciting experience. She leaned back, pressing her hairless cunt at me.

The tart aroma of her pussy filled my nose moments before she planted her snatch right on my face. I groaned and thrust my tongue into my will o’ wisp’s pussy. The crackle of her snatch rippled around me.

It was such a tingling delight. I groaned and swirled my tongue around in her while Nos sucked on my dick. Her butt-cheeks clenched beneath my fingers. Her naughty sphincter, a dark-blue and wrinkled hole, winked at me.

“Fuck,” I growled and wiggled my tongue deep into her tart cunt. The electricity zapped through my body, reaching my balls.

“Lord Leo,” she moaned, her back arching and her pussy clenching about my tongue. “Oh, Lord Leo, that’s amazing.”

Nos bobbed her head with hunger, her sucking mouth mixing with the tingles that sparked through my body. Eating Kibir’s cunt added a zest to the wildhound’s blowjob. I groaned into my will o’ wisp’s cunt, savoring her devouring me.

She made me feel incredible.

I thrust my tongue into her depths. I wiggled around in her. I swirled about, savoring the way she clenched her snatch down on me. It was an amazing delight to experience. Something passionate and profound.

I groaned, loving every moment of probing her twat with my hungry tongue. I swirled about in her while I hurtled closer and closer to my orgasm. My fingers dug into her rump as her gasps sang through the room.

They joined Seeng’s baaing moans.

“Yes, yes, yes, Havas,” the satyr groaned, grinding her snatch on her sister’s mouth. “Lick out all of Lord Leo’s cum.”

“I have,” Havas answered. “Now I just have your yummy pussy to devour, sister.”

“Lord Dumazid’s vital cock!” Seeng gasped.

“Lady Uttu sizzling cunt!” Kibir moaned. “Oh, Lord Leo, that’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s amazing.”

“I know,” I groaned and then licked up through her silky folds, stroking them and gathering her tart juices.

I didn’t stop at her taint. Oh, no, I kept going. I licked to her asshole. I nuzzled my face between her cheeks and fluttered my tongue over her hole. It was wonderful to enjoy. I danced over her sphincter. I teased her with such passion.

She groaned, her butt-cheeks clamping down on my face. I loved the feel of them as I thrust my tongue against her asshole. I danced around, teasing her. She whimpered, clearly loving what I was doing to her.

“Lord Leo!” she moaned. “Lord Enlil’s zapping cock, I love it. Rim my asshole.”

“Such a naughty dungeon builder, Lord Leo,” groaned Seeng. “Ooh, Havas, that tongue… You’re going to make me cum, sister!”

“Good!”

“Yes,” I growled and then thrust my tongue against Kibir’s asshole.

Her anal ring parted for my tongue. I popped into her sour depths. I loved the feel of her velvety flesh engulfing my dick. It was amazing to feel. My tongue darted around in her. I swirled about, stimulating her.

She groaned, her passion echoing through the vault. As I enjoyed the earthy flavor of her bowels, Nos sucked with such hunger on my dick. My wildhound brought me closer and closer to cumming. She whimpered around my cock, whining like a bitch in heat.

She wanted my jizz.

I growled into Kibir’s asshole, my tongue drinking in the zapping current. I swirled about, massaging her. My right hand slid down past my face to rub at the crackling folds of her pussy. I stroked up and down her and found her clit.

“Lord Leo!” she gasped, butt-cheeks clamping down on my face.

I rubbed her clit. I massaged her bud. She groaned as I stroked her. I plunged my tongue deep into her asshole, my orgasm climbing and climbing, too. Her juices coated my digits as I stroked that naughty button.

“Lord Leo, yes!” she gasped.

Juices gushed out and bathed my finger. Her asshole rippled around my tongue. I pulled my face from her butt-crack and lapped up the tart delight. The juices, alive with her electric current, poured down my throat.

“Fuck,” I growled as I drank her juices, my dick throbbing in Nos’s hungry mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip.

I erupted.

I pumped my cum into her hungry mouth while I drank down Kibir’s electric juices. My will o’ wisp moaned and gasped, her hair sparkling with current. The white locks danced as she shuddered. Her butt-cheeks clenched, blues swirling in a chaotic pattern before my eyes.

“Havas!” Seeng moaned. “Yes, yes, sister!”

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her breasts heave. She climaxed on her sister’s mouth, gushing out a flood of incestuous juices for Havas to enjoy. I groaned into Kibir’s twat, my cum flooding Nos’s mouth.

My good wildhound gulped it all down. She suckled at me, drawing out my jizz. I basted her over and over again, stars dancing before my eyes. It was a delight. A true wonder to enjoy. I hit the peak of my pleasure.

“Damn,” I groaned, slumping back into the chair. “You all are amazing. Thank you for what you did today.”

They were all willing to fight and die for me. To suffer because they loved me. It was the most flattering thing in the world. And the most terrifying. I controlled their lives in my very hand. It was something I could never abuse.

It was something I had to honor. Reward. Cherish.

To be continued…

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