Chapter 1769 - Island 10 (3)

"You had him all day." Selana grabbed Yahui by the hair and pulled. Yelping, the black-haired Chinese woman got moved from her seat on Alex's dick. "Learn to share his delicious cock!"

"Yeah, it's our turn!" Astrid shoulder-bumped Blair out of the way The redhead let out a surprised grunt. By the time she had hit the mattress, the Swedish woman already had her Master's cock sheathed in her throat.

It was all in good spirit. After talking to Charlotte and Kiara for a while, Alex had decided to move. For no greater reason than their sweetness, he had followed the moans of Yahui to the bedroom, where he had found her and Blair entangled. One thing had let to another, Yahui had just started to ride him, then Selana and Astrid had barrelled into the room.

Alex followed it all with half a smirk on his face. It was funny to look at Selana asserting herself in such overblown a fashion. He did not stop her, because she did have a valid point: he had pounded the brains out of the Chinese and Scottish women plenty today. It also felt just… good to have four women fighting over his cock, especially when the competition was good natured.

"Alright, alright!" Blair tapped the mattress, to get Selana to release her from the underarm hold. "You win."

"You could make it a little ha- Ah!" Selana moaned loudly, when the redhead smacked her plump rear with cheek-rippling force. "See, that's what I am talking about," the thrill seeker immediately went into a continuation of the wrestling match. Yahui watched it all with an elegantly raised eyebrow.

Astrid, meanwhile, glided up his cock until it popped out of her mouth. A depraved slurp sucked in the gooey strands that connected the tomboy's full lips and the engorged head. Her hand stroked his length. "Sorry, bro, just stuffed that down my throat on reflex," she apologized. "Looked too delicious not to."

"You won't hear me complain about that," Alex said.

"Evelyn's constant preaching that your dick can't be allowed to go untended for more than thirty seconds must be getting to my head." The blonde pressed a series of smooches down and up the sides of his cock. "Or it's that I just really like doing it. To say it unironically, you have a really nice cock, my dude."

"And I get the choice which hole?" Alex asked.

Astrid nodded deeply and eagerly. "Always, Master," she added his given title with a singing swing to her tone. "I'll just work the head a bit while you figure that out, if that pleases you?"

"No, I want to see your ass bounce on it."

"Roger that, Master." Astrid was wonderfully chipper as she smirked up at him. The olympic runner moved up and turned around, all in one fluid gesture. Gorgeously sculpted muscles worked in unison, putting her back to Alex. His eyes first beheld the bright blue butterfly mark on her back. It appeared - no - it was alive. The black-veined wings shifted different from the skin they were on.

Light-tanned cheeks grabbed his attention next. Astrid was small of breasts and wide of hips. Years of squats, running, and healthy meals made her round ass into an artwork of femininity. The cleft hill of her mons, swollen and dripping with excitement, was an artwork of submission. As was her moan when she impaled herself on the cock that had been inside a dozen other women that day.

"Oooooh, Master!"

Astrid sunk down swiftly. Her ass jiggled, meeting his groin with a loud 'PLAP!'. It was only one of many smacks of skin against skin. In heat and in need, the fae-touched woman bounced on his dick. She squeezed her tits, twisted her own nipples, and threw her head back as the pace of the riding sent her over the edge.

"That's a good, horny slut!" Alex exclaimed. The speed of it all did not lend itself to control. "Keep going faster for me, be a good girl!"

"Ehehehe, yes!" Astrid shouted submissively, the mirth of praise making her a silly sex slave all in favour of doing exactly as she was told. The strong legs of the Swedish woman kept her hips moving up and down with all the precision of a pavement-pounding sprint.

It was fantastic and too much. Alex got dragged over the finishing line faster than he could really sense. For all of the confusion on the path, the finale was truly glorious. His field of view was filled with white lightning. His toes curled. Seed shot up into the cocksleeve. Her womb got its taste and the rest of her body tensed in pure bliss.

"That's how I like my cocksleeves - filled up and trembling." Alex closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment. He cracked one back up slightly when he heard Selana cackling. "Too cheesy?"

"Dunno, I just found it funny," she answered. "As we've clearly established this past week, your wish is my pleasure, so say whatever you want, Master." She gave him a crooked grin, all while keeping both Yahui and Blair under her arms. He was convinced that they only gave it a half-hearted struggled. Being locked under the cow woman's arms meant check to breast contact and with those udders there was plenty motivation to just let it happen.

Looking at those udders also made his next move clear. "Alright, let Selana have her turn." He gave Astrid a light tap to the rear.

"Sure thing," the blonde answered. One more tremble went through her as she glided upwards. "You two want to eat me out?"

"Yes," Blair answered instantly, as much as a cumslut as ever.

'No, more of a cumslut than ever,' Alex corrected himself. While Blair and Yahui crawled over to get one treat, Selana crawled over to give her service of the hour. "You already know what I want?"

"'Course I do, I am made to be your sex slave," Selana purred. "Being yours is just so easy and I mean that in the best way." She wrapped those absolutely enormous tits around his cock, completely covering it with her ocean of brown squish. The pressed of her hands into the sides of her pliable chest made her nipples glisten with a few drops of milk. "Just feels like I always know what we should do, you know?"

Alex nodded, he did know. Selana was exactly the degree of masochistic and submissive that he wanted. In her desires, she went right up until the point he reached when he was in his most heated moments. Somehow, their cycles of extreme erotic impulses were also synced up to perfection. They wanted cuddles at the same time and they wanted him to use her throat until she almost passed out at the same time.

"How do you feel about these, by the way?" he pointed at her.

"My massive tits? Obviously hate them, dude," Selana answered with a sarcastic smirk.

"I was wondering more about these." He gave her cow ears a flick, then tucked at her horns.

"Haven't looked at a proper mirror yet, but I think I look cute with them," Selana rolled her neck. "Getting used to the weight still. Pretty sure it did something to my neck muscles so it's not that bad, but still shifting things around."

"Can't sleep on your side anymore either."

"I couldn't do that anyway, I'm too curvy."

Alex raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Catching that Selana turned her head. "Yahui, can you demonstrate? Kind of got his dick between my tits."

"Certainly, I shall demonstrate the pain of being endowed below," Yahui spoke with theatric elegance. Much to Alex's enjoyment, the rhythmic gymnast laid down close to him, present her shapely bottom and sculpted back to him. Amidst the arousal, he almost missed the detail that was being demonstrated there.

"Oh, because only one side of her wide hips are touching the ground, the base of her spine is higher than the middle. I never really thought about that."

"Gets really uncomfortable if you sleep like that," Selana said.

"Unless you got someone or something to partially support you," Blair added.

"Noted," the pillow of the island said. "Since we're on the topic, how do the rest of you feel about your transformations so far?"

"Left out?" Astrid answered cheekily. "Because I'm still the only one from yesterday that didn't change at all."

"And besides that?" Alex asked.

Astrid had been 'cleaned out' by now. With no women between her legs, she shuffled to a nearby wall, to sit comfortably. "Not much of a change to me so far. I feel different, but it's a pleasant kind of different."

"I feel healthier, despite my coldness," Yahui answered. "There is a slight concern I might turn into some kind of zombie."

"If you did but kept on moving and did not decay, would that make me a necrophiliac…?" Alex wondered.

"Bro," Astrid called him out. "Keep the intrusive thoughts inside?"

"But how will I farm your reactions if I don't -.. Say it?" Alex tilted his head back. "Jesus, Selana, did I tell you that I should have flirted with you years ago already?"

"Just every single day? Liking what I'm doing with my sweater puppies?"

"Those aren't sweater puppies. If you ever even look at a sweater again, I will yank it right off you. If there's a moment I'm not able to look at these tits, then that moment is ruined."

Selana grinned widely. "Message received, no clothes for this slave."

"Clothes are horror anyway," Blair said. "Especially now."

"With your body temperature going higher, putting anything on you would probably be really stuffy?"

"Yes." Blair's single word answer was to the point, as always.

"Minding anything about your changes so far?"

"No."

"Great talk, Blair," Alex teased her.

He met his joke with the kind of stare that only bros and tomboys could muster. It was serious at base, but there was just enough mirth to the corners of her lips and her eyes that it was understood that she was 100% with the banter. "You're welcome," she said. "Can I suck your dick after?"

"Did you not have enough cum yet?"

"Enough cum," Blair snorted, clearly leaning into the reputation she was getting. It was equal parts in-joke and truth (as the best jokes tended to be). "Listen to yourself."

Alex left the bedroom after the four of them were satisfied.

****

He found his way from one sticky situation to another.

"C-could I, uhm… practice… the thing?"

The question came from a certain bunny-eared Spaniard. With the tips of those ears, she almost reached Alex's size. Without them, she stood two heads below. They weren't usually that upright either, but her nervousness did interact with her non-human additions.

Sara's eyes danced back and forth from random spots in the room to Alex's face. The blunt cut of her bangs did nothing to hide their movement, nor was she any shy about about twirling her mildly wavy hair or displaying her naked curves. Flat breasts were not much to look at, but Alex enjoyed the aesthetic of them anyhow. Their firm shape paired nicely with the flatness of her midriff and the darkness of her skin. It also emphasized her thick thighs wonderfully.

"Uhm… Master?" the tennis player asked.

"Sorry was just…" Alex gestured at her with both arms. "Taking in how lucky of a man I am."

"Oh… I'm more than just pretty looking," she presented those words with a bit of outrage in her shy tone. Batted lashes made clear that she was saying that in jest.

It was as good an invitation to a private talk as he could conceivably get. It was also one he would take. There were none amongst his women he thought he had talked even remotely enough to. Every conversation had was another assurance that what they hadn't wasn't just a temporary fluke of the situation they found themselves in.

"Let's talk over there," Alex said and gestured for Sara to follow him to one of the balconies of the tree. They were on the middle of the five layers. Watching the sunset while talking was his idea of a very fine evening.

The balcony was decently large. By the standards of a 17 people household it was woefully small. By the standard of a pilot who worked for an U.N. sponsored organization it was just about regular sized. By the standard of Alex's life in general… it was complicated. He came from money, but his parents had often made a point out of it to only give him enough that he'd make it from one month to the next. There had been years in his life where the biggest balcony he saw was a tiny thing that barely 2 people fit on.

There were chairs though, so that was nice. Loungers, more precisely, made of woven branches and the same kind of cotton-esque fibre that the mattress was made from. Alex sat down in one. The piece of furniture whispered, as if honoured that he used it, and stretched to accommodate his large frame.

"Take a seat," Alex offered.

Sara looked him up and down a bit. "I… guess I should try some non-standard positions?"

Before he could ask what she meant by that, she straddled his resting legs and got very close to his cock. It only clicked in his head what she had meant by 'practice the thing' at that moment.

'Wow, I can still be oblivious as hell,' he thought to himself. He kept the realization off his face. Better for his 'cool Master' image if he acted like he had not missed the very obvious implications. Luckily, he was in a bodily state where getting hard was no problem whatsoever, despite confusion and all what had happened before today.

"Alright, got an erection, good start," Sara muttered to herself, then began to press kisses randomly all over his manhood.

Receiving her efforts reminded Alex on how good he had with most of his harem. He often felt like they were just placing random pecks on his rod, but really they knew how to mingle targeting the sensitive spots with aesthetically pleasing angles. Sara was just… kissing his dick all over.

That was nice, no doubt about it. He had definitely gotten worse blowjobs in his day. If nothing else, Sara was very enthusiastic and she did try to learn what spots made him grunt with desire. She would have it figured out in a few days.

"Oh! Ame! C-can you come over here?"

"Sure thing?" The purple slime tomboy jiggled her way into Alex's field of view. "How can I help?"

"I'm trying to get better at… s-sucking Master off. You're pretty great at it, can you teach me a bit?"

"I can try, but I don't know how successful that will be." Amethyst took the spot next to Sara. The leg part of the lounger widened to have enough room for both of the women. "I'm quite literally made to suck his dick, so I'll have to relay what my instincts say and that's difficult."

"Same difficulty as understanding magic," Alex chimed in. He said it partly just to say something at all. He liked being the dummy that a cute woman learned sucking dick on, but he also wanted to talk.

"I do believe sex and magic are closely linked," Amethyst said and gave the sensitive spot under his glans a rub. He grunted. "See, you should focus on this area."

"Like, all the time?"

"No, then it gets boring - or it would be over really fast. It's not fun for Master when he cums fast."

"Isn't it?" Sara asked with a glance up at him.

"Generally not, no." Alex rubbed his chin as he tried to put into words. "I know I can just keep going even after I release these days, but the want to last as long as possible and make you feel as good as possible sits pretty deep in there. Plus, orgasms feel good, but so does getting there."

"Master gets most of his pleasure out of psychological gratification. The domination and our submission," Amethyst provided.

She wasn't wrong.

Sara followed the slime tomboy's instructions for a bit, before continuing the conversation. "What did you mean… sex is like magic?"

"It's just how I feel about these things, but I am a horny water spirit of some description. I don't have a hundredth of the answers." Amethyst swayed her ass left to right, her good mood very obviously caused by watching another woman suck her Master off. "There is learning in magic, but a lot of it is just… vibes. You like the things you like in sex and you can do what you can do in magic."

"I have found most magic so far to be mostly intuition," Alex agreed. He could just as little explain how he summoned his sword to his side as he could how he knew where the stone he threw would land. "It's gut instinct." He scratched Sara behind the ear. "What does your gut instinct tell you to do?"

"...I want to try to take you all the way into my throat," the bunny tomboy answered.

"You can't do that yet?" Amethyst asked. "Oh, right, humans have gag reflexes…"

"Most women never even take averagely sized cocks all the way down," Alex informed her.

"Why not? It's so fun!"

"Remember what you just said about intuitions and people liking what they liked?"

"Yeah but… surely throats are made to be used?"

"Not the opinion of most women."

"Any tips?" Sara asked.

Amethyst was no help on this front, but Alex had heard and seen enough of the topics to relay the basics. "Stay relaxed, do not force yourself, and come back up for air. You've got years to figure this out, no need to make it hard on yourself."

"Understood…" Despite his words, Sara approached the matter with clear determination. She opened her mouth wide and took the tip of his cock in. He was quite girthy and it spoke to her experiences the past days that she managed to get the upper third in. Once he pushed against the entrance of her throat, however, Sara was swift to retreat. "Yeah that's… gonna take a while."

"Watching you learn is hot," Alex assured her. "I know that it's difficult. That you try to please me is the biggest pleasure of them all."

"G-glad to hear it, Master," Sara stammered. The adorable, blushy look on her face contrasted with the strands of saliva and precum that connected manhood and plush lips. She put them against the head a few seconds later, taking him in as deep as she could go comfortable, then carefully pushing a bit further.

Between her attempts to break her last record, they continued to chat. "There definitely is some linking between sex and magic, but I don't think its fundamental one," he said.

"Don't the… voices? Always call you a mongrel? And you say its something in your blood?" Sara asked.

"It seems to be something about my heritage, yes… and I guess I am the child of my parents, so it has to do with sex from that angle." Alex put his head back. A mediocre (by his now very inflated standards) blowjob was still a blowjob. Sara was not getting the head of taking him deeper, but she was very much starting to understand what she could do with the tip - and that was where most of the nerve endings were anyhow. "I'm cumming!"

The only made Amethyst wrap her hand around his shaft and pump. She pumped and pumped, while Sara's tongue swirled around the head of his cock. Seed soon pumped into her hot mouth. As it did, the bottom-heavy bunny trembled, the orgasmic taste making her eyelids flutter.

"Share," Alex managed to press out an order after the pleasure subsided.

They did exactly as he desired. Sara may not have known her way around his cock as well as the others yet, but she was every bit as much a kisser. Her and Amethyst made out, swapping his seed back and forth, their gorgeous features illuminated by the last rays of their tenth day on these islands.

"Magic is like sex in another way…" Sara moaned once the last of his cum had been swallowed. "...I love to have it."

All three of them laughed at that.

****

They had an extra nightly meeting. Usually they would have gone to bed by this time, enjoying the sensation of each other's bodies in various lewd ways.

"We are still having the orgy, right?" Jane asked.

"So eager that you have to ask?" Alex teased his redheaded friend.

"The quality of sleep I get afterwards is incomparable," she admitted freely. "Answer the question?"

"I'm not just letting these two have their fun." Alex gestured at his crotch, where Selana and Tess were drowning his cock in tit flesh. They were so dedicated to the task, they didn't even notice the comment had been made. Gothic angel and dark-skinned cow tomboy were both moaning while kneading their enormous breasts for his pleasure. Smooth skin, lubricated with excessive precum and saliva, enveloped his huge dick universally. Worshipping him was just what they did.

"Good," Jane said.

"Uhm, before we start the actual thing…" Sofia raised her hand to get everyone's attention. "I want to ask if we should normalize whether we bath in the morning or the evening?"

"Morning just makes more sense," Janette asserted. "We always wake up sweaty."

"I guess," Sofia was quick to give. "Which is sort of why I think we should… try to bath in the evening? So it doesn't get so sweaty as we sleep?"

"I get where she is coming from," Yahui weighed in. "It does get sticky… however, the way to navigate this would be to have that bath after our orgies."

"Master pounds us too well for us to have that energy after," Evelyn purred.

"Yeah… you're right," Sofia upended that line of conversation. Her expression betrayed that this was the answer she expected. Maybe she had hoped for some magical solution to it all. Maybe she would get one.

Alex reclined a bit in his chair. Selana and Tess gasped at even that little friction. They had delectably sensitive breasts and both of them were so submissive he was pretty sure they could have orgasmed from obedience even before he got his Incubus voice. Treating his manhood like their personal idol of fertility they did even without any orders. He tried to not get too distracted by the pairs of squishy, jiggling showcases of their own breedability.

'Women shaped like that are begging to be turned into mothers,' he thought, then cleared his throat. "I just want to get over the Loot distribution before we move onto the orgy." A mental tug and the liquid-flesh servants in the tree moved the loot from the buried city onto the table. All of them had been thoroughly inspected by the interested parties and were left untouched and orderly assorted this time around. "There's some of them that will obviously stay here. We should consider what we do with them though."

"Let's remove the obvious things first," Valeria stated. The cat-eared climber grabbed the crystal grow kit. "If this does what you think it does, it'll just be put in a corner."

Alex nodded. What he wanted out of that box was the glowing crystals he thought it could produce, not the box itself. Valeria's breasts swung perpendicularly as she bent forwards, lifted the box, and then moved it to an awaiting servant.

"The necklace you will obviously take with you when you head out," Valeria continued.

"We should start an armoury," Charlotte suggested. "There's a decently sized room on the first floor that'd work for it. Just make it the official meeting spot for Alex's chosen party after he does his morning talks? Third from the entrance, I think it is?"

"Next to the smaller bath on that floor?" Niara asked.

"Yeah, that one."

"That sounds like a good idea," the man of the island agreed. "Deliver those to the room she described."

The servants did as decreed, while the harem went through the other items on display. Jane weighed the leather package that contained the carving tools in her hand. "This could be useful out there."

"It will be more useful here," Alex made that executive decision. "You will find use for them, for decorations or toolmaking. Out there we might get a use out of them every now and again but that is far from guaranteed."

The rationalization behind this was in the service of his want for his women to have something to. Patrolling, sex and hunting were no doubt interesting for now, but routine would settle in at some point. Plus, the tree would get them very far when it came to comfortable living, but if they wanted to make these islands their home, they would need more than just it.

Getting them crafting tools was already half the battle in that. Ingenuity and time would advance them further from that point forwards.

"Alright then." Jane put the leather pouch on the living pedestal another servant had shaped itself into. "The diary?"

"Ashley."

"Y-yes!?" The petite mouse woman perked up when she was suddenly called upon. "How can I be do- What can I do for you, Ma- Alex?" Her pale skin turned red rapidly as she stumbled over her thoughts.

"How are your linguistics?"

"Well…" Ashley looked around the room and scratched the back of her head. "Better than anyone else's, I suppose?"

"In the whole world? That's impressive," Charlotte teased.

"Y-you know how I meant that…" Ashley mumbled, then cleared her throat. "If you're asking me to try and decipher it, I can try. I had to do some linguistics for the journalism degree, so I know the basics."

"That'll have to be good enough. Everyone is welcome to try and help her, if she wants help." The diary was passed to Ashley's possession, who then told the servant carrying it which one was her room. They all had their private retreats by now, even if they never really used them.

The teeth did not even need discussing. The Woodstone material was sent to storage, to be used for whatever anyone could come up with. That left the two big items of value: the bundle of fae energy he had found and the Woodstone Seed.

"I believe I can work with both," Janette stated. "This one, the tree wished to absorb." The antlered woman pointed at the bright green clump of energy. "This will take some time to figure it out, but with what you told me, I will manage." She pointed at the seed after. "If I know what you wish grown from it."

"Can you grow a protector golem from it?" Alex asked.

The cold, calculating look on Janette's face shifted slightly from outward attention to inward reflection. As her mind puzzled out her response, her eyes roamed his chisseled chest. An instinctive seeking of looking at something pleasant. Alex was happy to provide and, although unaware they did, so were Tess and Selana.

Their rippling breasts continued to offer to him all the service he could desire. Wonderfully warm and soft, so firm that it bordered on defiance of physics, the pairs shifted back and forth. Selana's enormous breasts would have dominated the encounter, had it not been for the careful coordination between the two. Tess pushed a little more, Selana gave a little, and together they created a wondrous balance between pale and dark skin. Shifting only occurred when the horny tomboys decided to lower their heads in an effort to kiss and suck the tip of his enveloped cock.

'So gorgeous,' Alex thought.

"I can certainly try," Janette finally answered. "I would try to get a cast for it from this buried city. Also I might be able to make the body, but not the magic that animated it."

Alex gave that a slow nod. "It will be a learning experience if nothing else," he decided. "I am fairly confident I cleared that place out. If you go as a group of 3 to 5, I'm sure it'll be safe enough."

Astrid hummed loud enough to catch everyone's attention. "We could relocate the entire tree there?" she suggested. "Not like there's something here we specifically need access to. Better to have it near an area we can… plunder sounds like the wrong word, but I guess that's what it is."

"I'll make that decision in the morning," Alex decreed. He saw no reason not to do it at the moment, but even if he did decide to, the tree did not like to move through the night. More than that, he did not like sleeping in a moving tree. The way it had walked looked fairly gentle. He had no need to test that theory.

"Only one topic remains," Valeria said and gestured at the bundle of green.

"Pushing towards the conclusion so quickly, is someone horny, mhm?" Kiara sassed.

It did not work with Valeria. The olympic climber looked the freckled shortstack dead in the eyes and simply answered. "Yes."

"Uhm, okay… as long as we are clear on that," Kiara tried to save her bratty self.

"I can easily enough offer this to the heart of the tree," Janette stated. "It will want directions on what to do with that energy. Suggestions?"

"Certainly this place can get more luxurious?" Evelyn asked.

Valeria raised an eyebrow. "We got hot water, more rooms than people, 5 floors and 3 balconies, what more could you want?"

"More staircases, halls, an indoor pool, larger balconies, a sauna," Evelyn listed off the top of her head. "I am certain I can find more ideas if you give me time."

"I will present this to the tree," Janette said after looking to Alex for confirmation, which he had given. "I have my own suggestion for an evolution of the tree: it's roots."

"The roots?" Alex asked, slightly confused.

"Yes. I want them to scout underground. We might find collapsed rooms in the buried city or other interesting areas around."

That was a pretty good idea, actually, so Alex confirmed that one as well with a swift nod.

"I'm going to stand up now," he warned Tess and Selana.

"Already, Master?" Selana complained.

"You haven't cum yet," Tess moaned.

"I'm feeling quite enduring at the moment." He pat their head while they reluctantly released his cock from the pillowly embrace of their cleavages. "There will be plenty of cum in the bedroom."

The reaction to that line was half snorting laughter and half swooning, often together. It was a pretty ludicrous line to say. It was also true.

The chamber with the heart of the tree was by the bedroom. Janette took the consolidated fae energy and offered it to the crystal, pulsing endlessly with magical energies. After a few moments, the solid object in Janette's hand phased into the tree's heart and then began to dissolve, adding its green glow to the flowing energies.

"It will need until morning to do as we bid it," the dryad revealed.

That worked just fine for Alex. "Then we will see the work when we leave the bed in the morning." He took a handful of Charlotte's ass in one hand and lifted Ashley up casually with the other, making out with the mousey girl as he led his harem to the adjacent chamber.

It was time to enjoy the daily orgy.

****

The choice of where to start was always the hardest one.

Hard and wet from the service he got from Tess and Selana minutes prior, his cock urged him to make a swift choice. It also urged him to plough every last woman in the room simultaneously - a miracle that he did not have tools for. Sixteen nubile tomboys were sprawled out in the room. None of them were dirty. The bath in the morning was normalized and with hot water an endless resource, everyone did a quick wash after every encounter that required it. At worst, a haremette that had only bathed that morning was covered in the sweat of the tropical day and that was hardly worth the mention.

The scent in the room only made Alex's libido burn hotter. Every inhale was heavy with the pheromones of his harem. Some chose to kneel, others to lay on back or front, while yet others had their ass up and top down, swaying their hips towards him. The understanding that this was the place and hour for sex went deeper and deeper every day and their bodies were only too happy to make the submissives dripping wet with anticipation.

Before him was a proverbial ocean of prime breeding material. Every male instinct sang in harmony to take every single one of them. To see their athletic curves moves under his hands. To see muscles tense and release under taut skin. To see breasts jiggle and asses ripple under his dominance.

A fat drop of precum fell from the tip of his cock. The women bemoaned the loss. "Could have been on my tongue…" "I want that deep inside of me." "Master's cock being unsucked is borderline criminal…" "Such a waste." "Fuck, Master… pound my throat." "Hmph, not like he's going to start with me."

Among the sweet moans of obediently waiting cumdumps, it was the bratty tone that caught Alex's attention. He turned his gaze to the only woman that did not meet it. Blue eyes averted, Kiara knelt between two pillows, arms crossed beneath her huge tits. Her small stature made the pillows look larger, yet her chest and thighs were of mouth-watering juiciness. Between parted legs, her fat mons were enticingly displayed, swollen with arousal and dripping like the rest of them.

Adorably, her cheeks were puffed up, making her already round face appear even rounder. It was framed gorgeously by her long, orange hair and her blunt bangs. The innocence of her freckles and bratty expression was sharply contrasted by the bright pink mark of consensual ownership between her lightly defined abs and ready cunt.

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His attention captured, Alex snapped out of the decision paralysis. The shortstack did not notice his approach at first, too busy muttering little, easily heard comments to herself. "I'll probably get to be part of some line or something, just get fucked from behind while making out with two other girls. Probably will only get to climax twice, because Master just is such a quickshot…"

Alex chuckled at her words. He knew all of it was overplayed to get a rise out of him. Even that sound did not manage to make her snap out of her bratty little monologue. Only when he spoke did she turn her head. "Got something to say to me, Kiara?"

"Yeah, I…!" Once Kiara faced him, her words got stuck in her throat. The kneeling shortstack was almost face to face with his dick. Indeed, the only factor that prevented that from being the absolute truth was their size difference. With just small she was, the feisty Irishwoman now knelt in the shadow of his cock.

Her expression and whole body language changed instantly. Her hands landed on the mattress, while she tilted forwards. Puffy cheeks long forgotten, she parted her plush lips, even pushing her tongue out and drooling almost as much with her mouth as she did with her pussy. Sapphire eyes wide open, she stared at his heavy sack and hard shaft with nothing short of fascination. Nostrils flared, taking in his musk. Enormous tits swayed perpendicularly while she trembled.

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"Do you want to suck it?"

Alex's deep voice elevated the trembling into a quaking. The Irish woman stretched up, her nostrils flaring as she truly took in his scent. Despite the bath, he liked to believe that his body churned out an extra load of masculine pheromones today. Killing a tiger made of wood and stone with a massive sword had to count for something.

Kiara certainly gave him the impression that it did. Her brain had still not rebooted. She put a hand on his muscular thigh for stability. One of her enormous breasts brushed against it, the hard nipple pleasantly poking his skin. Even that little contact was enough to make her moan. She leaned in further, squishing her left breast against his leg, and pressed her nose against his heavy sack. She inhaled deeply, eyelids fluttering, as if the very scent of his virility was already pushing her towards orgasm.

'I can stop with the 'as if' thoughts,' Alex told himself. He knew them well enough by now, in all of their submissiveness, and her blissful expression left little to the imagination anyhow.

It was when her tongue weighed his manhood that she finally finished the restart of her brain.

Kiara snapped back. The fast movement dragged Alex's cock over her face, leaving a trail of precum across her hair, forehead, and the bridge of her nose. The head of his pulsing dick remained settled there. Blue eyes crossed, giving it a silly-looking amount of focus.

"Who would want to suck this… big, fat… juicy…" Kiara's brain was drowning in arousal and yet she tried to keep the brat up. The result was a tantalizing whisper that brought out the softest parts of her otherwise so subtle, Irish accent. "...hard and heavy… so hard and heavy… Y-you must be aching for a hole!?"

It was meant to sound mocking. It sounded borderline begging. "So you don't want to suck it?"

"W-well, if you neeeeeed someone to take care of this for you s-so urgently," Kiara stammered a half-hearted excuse. Her small hand clenched around the base before he could consider pulling away and her pink, puckered lips pecked the head of his cock. "Urgh, it tastes so good," she complained. "Wouldn't get anyone to try and get this oversized chunk of man meat down their throat if it didn't."

Alex put a hand on her head. The bratty shortstack got the signal and stuffed his cock down her throat. Well and truly stuffed it, her lips spreading as she pushed forwards, forming a tight ring while she took the entirety of him into her mouth. She did not even flinch while his girth stretched her jaw and made her throat bulge. All there was to the compact, curvy cockglove was the moaning delight of a size queen stretched.

The cute nub of her nose pressed into his groin. Kiara was possessed to take as much of him into her throat as she could - which was all of it. Despite her diminutive stature, she was the second or third best sword swallower around here. Her only competition was Amethyst and her only clear superior was Blair. Selana and Tess could have caught up by now, if they weren't so used to employing their tits instead.

Not that Kiara rarely used her own jugs. The fat tits of the dwarf now pressed against both of his thighs. She was practically hugging his legs, making herself a tight sitting sleeve. The twitches of her throat rubbed his cock all over. Accompanying moans made the hot, slippery hole vibrate most pleasingly.

Just that she hadn't pulled back to breathe in almost 20 seconds was a bit concerning.

Alex dragged the size queen upwards. She fought to keep the vacuum seal of her lips tight every centimetre of the way. Only when he popped out did she inhale. Her breathing was fast and panting, yet controlled. She knew how to get her stamina back by instinct. "What, were you about to cum already? Total quickshot."

She also knew how to rile him up.

"Mhmmmm!" Kiara cried out in pleasure, when his dick slipped back down the tight tunnel of her throat. Annoyingly, she was right that he was pretty close to climax. His body had not forgotten the double titjob he had gotten from Selana and Tess before they had moved to the bedroom. Any further motivation he needed to release his load was given by the bratty shortstack's sloppy service.

There was a lesson he needed to give, however. "Charlotte!" he grunted between thrusts.

"Yaws?" the French swimmer crawled over to the scene as swiftly as she could escape the sapphic embrace of her fellow cocksleeve.

"Be a good girl and open up."

Charlotte's lips curled into a mean smile, before parting. "Like thish?" she slurred, tongue presented.

Answering in deed, Alex pulled out of Kiara's mouth and stuffed hers instead. The first thrust, he enacted fully himself. Afterwards, it was only his hand that lightly guided Charlotte. The fox-eared woman sucked him off all of her own, a mischievous glint in her eye. She did enjoy being the means to teach a lesson.

"W-why?!" Kiara stammered.

"Because you've been a bad girl," Alex answered, voice overpowering the aggressive slurping of his current comfort hole and the giggles and moans of the lesbian orgy around them. "You get the reward when you are good."

"Like me," Charlotte chimed in, before getting his cock down her throat again. She wasn't yet so sensitive that she could orgasm from it. Still, she was both a fantastic and enthusiastic cocksucker and teasing Kiara was all the extra motivation she could need. Fox tail swishing, wide hips wiggling, and head bobbing, she continued to suck him off until his hand clawed into her brown hair.

Alex made sure to cum in her mouth. Adjusting swiftly, Charlotte wrapped her fingers around his shaft and pumped at a rapid pace. The initial flare of pleasure was enough to make his legs wobble. Her tongue swirled around the head, while the back and forth of her head gradually slowed, more and more focused around milking the seed that progressively weaker spurts did not fully deliver to her mouth.

Sucking on a finger, Kiara watched the entire scene with anticipation. She still had hope that she would get her share of the load Charlotte soon presented. Stirring the sticky white with her tongue, the fox-eared French woman awaited the order. "Swallow," Alex gave it.

"That's so mean!" Kiara exclaimed, watching as Charlotte gulped heavily and then spasmed, the cum-fuelled orgasm hitting her with enough force to make toes curl. "That's just typical, I do all the work and you give the reward to someone else!"

Alex slapped the shortstack.

It was strong enough to make a sound, but nothing more. Still, the gesture was understood and she shut her mouth for the moment. If she was going to be extra bratty, he was going to put extra effort into breaking her. The subtle grin on her half-turned face was all the encouragement he needed to keep going that route.

"If you want to earn my seed, then you'll have to please me body and soul," he told her. "Try."

"...Hmph!" Kiara puffed up her cheeks and, eyes closed, face away from him. It only lasted for a second before one eye cracked back open and took a hungry look at his cock. He was letting Charlotte lick and nibble in the interim. "...If it pleases you, you can fuck my tits?"

"That does please me," Alex responded. "I'll give you more later," he promised Charlotte.

"Ya always do, Master," the French swimmer purred, then rejoined the rest of her fellow submissives in the pile of women keeping each other hot and ready for their dom.

Kiara moaned when he suddenly grabbed her by the hair. "W-what are you doing?" she stammered wantonly.

"You said fuck your tits. I plan to do just that." Shoving her against the wall, Alex confined the shortstack between himself and the edge of the room. Her size was almost perfect for what he had in mind, his cock throbbing at the level of her collarbone. "Squeeze your tits together."

"Yes, Master," Kiara answered with a gasp. So close to his manhood, she was completely entranced by his size again. Once her sweat-glistening chest was compacted by her hands, small digits pressing indentations into overabundant, female flesh, Alex squatted down slightly to line themselves up.

He thrust up the cleavage of her lifted underboobs.

Slippery as his cock was, readily as she drooled onto her tits, the penetration was quite smooth. The entirety of his manhood found a snug home between the twin mounds. Smooth flesh pressed against his shaft and head, caressing the sensitive spots nicely. What her cleavage lacked in terms of heat and folds that her holes had, Kiara's technique made up for.

"I love having this… thick, long cock between my fat tits," the brat muttered. Her hands were kneading her breasts in alternating rhythms, while he thrust back and forth between fuckable chest pillows. Her eyes were glued to his abs. "Master is so hot… I mean!" Kiara caught the fact that she had been speaking out loud. "Putting all of that muscle to some use is a good sta—aaaaahhrttt."

Alex had caught one of the orange-haired dwarf's nipples. It began with a pinch, turned into a light twist, and did not stop until the woman beneath him was wailing in bliss. "What would they think if they knew the PR-manager of a proud, pro-woman organization joyously got turned into a sex slave and her hyper-sensitive tits were fucked?"

"Whooooooo, carrrrrres?" Kiara rolled out her words, tongue lolling from her mouth. "I'm a prouhd, faht-titted wohmaahn and I don't neeeed their approval. I looooove getting my shortstahck titsh fucked!" Another climactic tremor went through her. When it came to making her cum with her tits alone, Kiara was high up there in this harem. "Keep goiiiinhhhhnnnnng!"

Eyebrows furrowed, Alex did continue, but slowed down as he did so. Eventually, his cock came a standstill. "What did you just say?"

"K-keep going!" Kiara exclaimed.

The Master of the harem of submissive sex slave clicked his tongue. "My patience has been exhausted. You beg, you do not demand, submissive." Demanding, his tone drilled into her mind. That bratty facade was crumbling under the threat of more deprivation.

"I'm sho-" she started, only to be interrupted. Alex did not want to hear her apology, not yet. He put his hand on her neck, then manhandled her into a chokehold. Her squishy cheeks were pushed up by the bend of his arm, distorting her gorgeous features and making the grin on her face seem all the more mad with lust. If she did mind getting locked down by an arm half as thick as her torso, her hips bucking in delight would have been a strange way to show it.

'God, I love masochists,' Alex thought. 'Now, I could fuck her, but I want this to really break her…' "Amethyst, can you come here?"

"I can do whatever you want, Master!" the slime submissive hurried to his side. "How do you want your sex slave to serve?"

"Present your ass, I want to use you as my relief hole."

"Of course!" Amethyst immediately got herself in position. The lavender of her lower lips rose gently from the surrounding purple. Dripping wet, her mons were a delicious sight, framed by her juicy ass. A slime woman's consistency was interesting, so similar to a human and yet so different. The enticing sway of her hips made her cheeks wobble.

Alex grabbed his cock and aligned the throbbing meat with his haremette's entrance. The moment he began to penetrate her, Amethyst pushed back, taking him into the moist vice grip of her pussy. "That's a good hole," he groaned.

"Tha-ahnk - you, Masterrrr." Amethyst was half-moaning, half-purring as she shook her round derrière for their mutual pleasure. He let her do the majority of the work, meeting her indulgent back and forth with a steady rhythm of thrusts. Seeing his cock sink into her depths through her translucent skin never ceased to be amazing in its own right.

"This is what a good girl gets, you understand?" Alex grunted into the ear of the shortstack that he was still holding. He loosened the tightness of his chokehold enough to let her inhale, but not for long enough to actually understand. "You'll please me as my squeeze toy until Amethyst gets rewarded for her obedience."

"Yes, Master, please, please reward me," Amethyst begged, only increasing the pace of her rocking motions. Soon, she was acting with enough force that her cheeks met his hips with loud claps.

Kiara watched the scene with depraved, blue eyes. She was drooling all over her Master's elbow and her pussy soaked his fingers when he did as much as brush over it. Using her as announced, he squeezed her plump thighs, her fat ass and her huge tits, all while keeping her masochistic brain stewing in the joy of asphyxiation. He never did more than tease her pussy, but even that was enough for her juices to drip onto Amethyst's behind.

Chasing her ultimate reward, the cocksleeve continued to serve him with her pussy even as orgasms made her spasm. She was giggling happily, the very act of being used by him filling her with glorious purpose. What she anticipated more was the moment his cum filled her womb.

With a grunt and a thrust, Alex let the seed rush up his shaft. Cum surged into Amethyst, spurt for spurt pooling inside a womb-like cavity that existed for this purpose alone. The slime woman howled while the rewarding ecstasy overlapped with the pleasure of her orgasms and of obeying her Master's words.

As soon as Amethyst's pussy had wrung every drop he had to give from his shaft, Alex turned the happily giggling cocksleeve over. He put one leg forward, using his thigh as Kiara's straddling seat. The orange-haired brat shivered when her pussy touched his naked skin. "Look at her and answer me honestly," he ordered her in his incubus voice. "Have you been a bad girl?"

"Yes, Master," Kiara whined wantonly, barely capable of keeping her hips still.

"Do you want to be used like her?"

"Yesh, Masterrrr." Kiara trembled, the obedient answering of his questions sending surges of pleasure through her tiny frame.

"Will you be a good girl now?"

"Yessshhh, Mashtahhhr…!" Kiara was on the edge of orgasm, edged by his hands and his words.

Alex tossed her to the floor. The shortstack's enormous tits bounced as she came to a rest. She pulled her legs up in anticipation of what would come next. Her heels pressed pressed into his sides, while he penetrated her tight cunt as quickly as he dared. She was small and gripped his cock like a vice and yet she was built to take on his size. Folds stretched, the girth of his cock visible atop her abdomen, and yet he fit. The mark on her womb glowed a bright pink in jubilation.

Kiara did not scream, she did not howl, she clenched her teeth and grunted through an animalistic grin. Her eyes rolled up, managing barely to focus on him with blissed-out glassiness filling them. He squeezed her left tits and smirked at the broken brat in turn. That was all her brain could take. Something snapped and her pussy turning a broken faucet, splattering juices all over his fully enveloped manhood.

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"Please pound your personal property into the mattress. Please make me a broken, cum-filled mess. Please, if it pleases you, hammer my pussy into the shape of your thick, hard, delicious, huge cock, Master," Kiara spoke with an entranced clarity, her expression one beyond thought. She had been teased out of her mind.

Alex loved that.

He kept squeezing her right tit, feeling the weight of it jiggle against his palm, while he began to fuck her. Her fat ass was a natural cushion, the sway of her breasts naturally hypnotic, and the look on her face was that of a natural submissive. He hammered against the entrance of her womb, something that the shortstack more than enjoyed. Her pussy was the perfect depth for it, was shaped to fit him and him exactly. Each time the entirety of him was sheathed in her, another orgasm hit her.

Grinning, eyelids fluttering, she kept on squirting. The collective harem swooned at the sight. It wasn't just one woman that fingered herself to rapid completion watching him rearrange the shortstack's inside, brain and all, it was all of his harem. Cries of self-induced orgasms filled the room in a constant ebb and flow of overlapping delight, all of them chasing the echo of the true pleasure that only their Master could get them.

Alex acknowledged them with a glance, gaining several squeals from the most submissive of the women, while getting enticing gasps from the less sycophantic. Whichever pole on the spectrum the tomboys tilted towards, there was no sex slave unaffected by their Master's attention, even if it was fleeting.

Mostly his attention lingered on Kiara and her expression of multi-orgasmic satisfaction. Twisting her nipple made her spine arch, squeezing her face made her grin widen, and hammering her cunt made the broken brat sing through grit teeth. She was a taut bowstring, an instrument that he had played to the breaking point and beyond,

Even after he had fucked her for minutes on end, her pussy remained a constricting tunnel. Spasms changed tight to borderline unmoveable in rhythmless intervals. Only the fact that she was utterly soaked made it possible to keep pounding her without a change in pace. Sweat and pussy juice scattered around the nearby sheets.

Alex moved further and further on top fo her, until he was pile driving her tiny frame into a pillow. Her quaking tits slumped towards her face, so huge that they touched her cheek. Rolled up, her midriff was barely a factor, making the shortstack appear like she truly was just a set of tits and ass, existing for his enjoyment.

Incapable of taking anymore, he stopped, the head of his cock pressing against her cervix, and came. The crowd of sex slaves screamed as if it was them that his clenching balls were delivering the seed to. The tomboy beneath him was totally silent, her contorted features expressing a peak of pleasure beyond any sounds.

He pulled out between spurts. Legs flopped down, his cock settled between her tits instead. He smushed them tight around his tensing manhood and thrust a couple of times, spreading the last few jets of his seed over her face and cleavage.

"That's a good girl," he said, lightly panting. After all of that he needed to gather his breath. Kiara was in no state to notice. She was barely in a state to extend her tongue and scoop up the seed right next to her lips.

Alex drank in the sight for a few more moments, then contemplated who he would use next.

"Hey, Master, cleaning your cook is what good girls do, right?" Astrid crawled towards him. Stopping right in front of him, she put her round butt on the back of her heels. Her hands bunched the sheets of their supernatural bed, to anchor herself in the face of the desire to immediately kiss and lick his manhood. "Can I suck you clean?"

"I'm a bit disappointed," Alex confessed. "You break rank and approach me without permission to ask if you can get the privilege to suck me off?"

"No, no, no, no, no!" Astrid shook her head vehemently. "Sorry, I put that all stupid. I just want to be your obedient cleaning hole, if that's okay with you?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. The corners of his lips followed suit when he grasped what the blonde fairy was talking about. "You'll use your mouth to get my cock clean and all you want for it is a bit of praise?"

"If that's not too much to ask for." Astrid smirked up at him. Enthusiastic nods only came to a stop when he put a hand on her head, scratching the roots of her messy hair.

"I'll not cum inside your throat, nor will I let you cum. I'll take as many of your fellow sex slaves, filling each one of them and all you will get for that will be the aftertaste of their juices on my cock."

"All for you, Master - that would make me a good girl, right?"

"It would make you more than that. It would make you my favourite comfort hole of the night."

Astrid visibly shuddered at those words. Her lips first parted in a moan, then formed a bright smile. Green eyes widened with anticipation. The pupils turned into bright pink, heart symbols in her eyes. Alex chalked that up to fae shenanigans. Whatever it was, it fit her expression incredibly well.

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"Please let me do that, Master," Astrid pleaded. "Please let me be your favourite comfort hole. Please, please, please just fuck all of your other tomboys and use my lips and throat as your pit stop. I'll be your good girl. I won't be greedy. I won't take any of your delicious cum, I swear, just please praise me a little for being an obedient set of holes?"

Hearing a woman beg to not get fucked was a new pleasure and one he did not intend to deny her. "You can touch yourself, but you cannot make yourself cum. If you do, I'd be very disappointed, you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Then open wide."

Astrid's mouth was agape immediately. Sinking into her throat was a slow affair. He let her tongue work every centimetre it could reach. Moving with such tender care was both to give him more time to recover from pounding the still twitching shortstack behind him and to test Astrid's resolve. He bottomed out against her lips, then gradually glided back upwards. Her lips were a tight ring around his shaft on the way back up, but she let him pop out without resistance or complaint.

"Good girl," he told her and the praise-addicted blonde bucked against her fingers.

"Ahhhhlmost came there," she chastised herself.

Alex left her to stew on her almost-failure and moved his attention to the rest of his harem. He rolled his neck and gave the aroused crowd a demanding look. They were in an exceptionally submissive mood after seeing him ruin Kiara and he was going to exploit that by pounding their sensitive pussies in a rapid fire of whatever position he felt like.

Tess screamed with glee when he lifted her up into a Full Nelson. Tall and toned as she was, the goth woman couldn't have hoped to be taken in that position by basically any other man on the planet. Folded up and hammered hard, she squirted all over the watching submissives by the time he came inside her.

Remaining by his side, edging herself obediently, Astrid's throat was right there for him to use again. In and out in three long, deep, and thorough thrusts, leaving her trembling for more. "Such an obedient cocksleeve," he told her and watched her eyelids flutter in another orgasm dodged.

Yahui's legs were soon pointing up besides him. Toes curled while he pounded the rhythmic gymnast at a constant, rough pace. It was exactly what she needed, what all of them craved at the moment. Turning her into a machine that turned bedsheets into stained bedsheets was second nature to Alex by now, as was pumping her full as soon as he felt like it.

Leaving the procedure to her this time, Alex just stood there while Astrid cleaned every inch of his manhood. She lapped at his balls first, tasting the pearling excess of pussy juice, before enveloping his shaft with her pink lips. She took all of his girthy rod like a true submissive and then released it as soon as her tongue had done all it could. "Such an adorable, naughty woman," he told her and watched her bite her lower lip.

Valeria was bent over and taken on all fours. He rutted into the cat-eared climber for all to see, kneading her large breasts and slamming against her plump ass. God, he could not wait for the day that he was going to actually breed the dark-skinned sex slave. From the way she howled when he pumped her full, she could not wait either.

Making it a short pause, Alex only gathered his breath for long enough that Astrid could give him a tongue-bath. "You're a well-behaved, blonde beauty, you can wait for your Master, right?" he told her, gaining entranced, enthusiastic nods in response.

Blair was a cumslut extraordinaire. Even after all that had transpired that day, she was eager for more. He hammered her slutty face until her green eyes disappeared behind her red-tinged lids. When his seed streamed down her gullet, her muffled screams were those of pure bliss.

Relaxing a bit after that was only natural. He let Astrid suck him for longer than before. Even without him saying anything, she knew to keep her pace moderate. Keeping him hard and happy was her purpose and she did that wonderfully. Whenever her sensitive throat put her at the edge of release she changed to tongue bathing him. "You know your limits so well, my gorgeous fairy," he purred. She was drooling and dripping at his words.

Sara he was a little gentler with. He hugged her tight, but not too tight, and whispered sweet nothings in her tall, fuzzy ears. Her wide hips gave him plenty to hold while he took the Spanish woman. They both laid on their side, her plush ass rippling every time his hips met them. When he was about to cum, he slowed down, bringing them both over the edge gently. Her final orgasm was less explosive, but no less satisfying for the both of them. Gripping folds rubbed all he had to give to her out of his shaft.

Feeling like something rough again after that relative calm, Alex went back to the comfort of Astrid's throat. 'God, her brain has melted,' he thought. Hand on her head, he guided her up and down, feeling no resistance whatsoever while he used her as he pleased. Her hand was between her legs, pussy juice dripping between soaked fingers, but she still managed to keep herself at the edge. Heart-marked, green eyes stared up with him, thirsty for that next word of praise. "Such a good girl," he whispered.

Her body remained relaxed, obediently awaiting the moment she was allowed to climax.

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That moment was not yet, Alex guided her off his cock and she released with a loud pop. "Thank you for using your favourite cock cleaner for the night, Master," she spoke with mind-broken heat, her intonation mimicking that of a customer service woman turned sexual. "This gal pal will await your next thrust and praise eagerly." She pressed a kiss on the tip of his cock, then watched him grab his next woman to ruin.

Janette was always good for a deepthroat, but he chose to pin her down pronebone instead. There was something innately satisfying in grabbing a dryad by the horns and pounding her until the outline of her body was part of the mattress. It was even more satisfying to make such a calm-faced individual turn into a cross-eyed cumdump, screaming with delight when she felt his semen pump into her womb.

Sucking him readily, Astrid was given charge to clean him on her own tempo again. She was devoted, her hands barely on herself despite the obvious, physical toll that the edging was taking on her. That she had a throat sensitive enough that she could orgasm from it only made it all the more impressive that she had managed to remain where she was. Even considering how rough and fast he had been with everyone so far, they must have been at it for over thirty minutes since he had finished with Kiara. "You have amazing willpower," he thus praised her. "I'm very proud of you." Astrid's lolling tongue curved at those words.

Sofia was next in her Master's sight and the woman that had declared herself his sex slave second was working hard to remind him that she was always there for his enjoyment. She sucked him off, then read his wish from his mind and prepared herself against the wall. Fucking her against the wooden surface was particularly satisfying because her feet couldn't reach the ground while he had his way with her. From start to finish, she moaned his praises and begged for the seed, which she ultimately received.

Knowing that his own patience would snap eventually, Alex hammered Astrid's throat at this stretch. He wasn't even pretending he was using her to clean himself for that bit, he just wanted to make more of a mess out of her pretty face. He used the magic he had over her via the womb tattoo to ensure she still didn't cum and he stopped using her before he would do so himself. "Fuck, I love how obedient you are," he praised her.

Evelyn got to take the rest of his sadistic energy for that stretch of his day. The dragon girl was not one bit annoyed that she got him already halfway to orgasm. If anything, she was honoured that she got another load after being treated to so many throughout the day. That he was taking her in the roughest mating press he could muster certainly helped.

Challenging himself to not use Astrid for one more woman was oddly like challenging himself to five more pushes during the final rep. Every fibre of his being screamed for him to just reward this unfathomably needy woman, to give the obedient comfort hole the orgasm that she so clearly deserved. Alex asserted himself over his nicer side, only to see if he could. "Such a hot mess," he growled and smacked her face with cock. Eyes twitched unevenly, the mind behind them utterly melted by the ecstasy of being at the edge of orgasm for so long.

Niara was the outlet for his crumbling willpower. He simply got on top of her and took her in a wild celebration of the joy of the missionary position. Legs were wrapped around his waist, trimmed nails scratched his back, and tongues whirled while he stretched her insides with his thick rod. By the end, the Kenyan tomboy was every bit as cross-eyed and gaping as the rest of them, cum oozing from her well-fucked pussy.

Stopping was no longer an option. "Alright, you've been the absolute best sex slave I could have asked for. You're getting your reward!" Alex's voice was raised, the sheer power trip of keeping a woman edging for him for that long, of using her throat repeatedly while he pumped the wombs of 9 other women full, was making him run wild. He pushed Astrid over, manhandled her so her upside down face was right by his cock. "Fuck, you're such a good girl," he praised her again, when her first reaction was to worship his nuts with her tongue.

That wasn't enough for him though. He pulled back and then pushed his cock into her mouth again. As well as she had taken him while on her knees, there was a special kind of depth he felt he could only reach when she was on her back like that. He immediately began to hammer away, smacking his balls against her face with every wild rut into her second pussy of a comfort hole.

"Come on, be a good girl, keep that orgasm back until I cum all over you!" Alex roared. He was asking for the impossible at this point, but he was asking for it anyway - and somehow got what he wanted. Maybe edging this long had put her into a kind of flow state, maybe it was the fae influence, maybe it was the incubus magic in his voice, or maybe Astrid was just that much of a freak for praise that her brain responded to it harder than sexual stimuli. Probably, it was all of that and that still made it erotically absurd that she did not climax.

Alex went so far to start fingering her. By that point, he was already right up at the edge himself. The rapid movements of his fingers pushed against a sensitive spot at the roof of her pussy, setting off a chain of nerve signals that could not be stopped. Nether could the intense flaring of pleasure that crackled up Alex's spine.

Spontaneously, he pulled back. He was about to grab his own cock, to give himself those extra pumps, when Selana's hand gripped him wonderfully tight. Her hands were slick with her own juices and she jerked him off, letting him pump fat wads of semen all over Astrid's face and petite tits.

His own, intense orgasm was nothing compared to Astrid. Wide spread legs tensed, heels pressing into the mattress while her hips shot up and collapsed in wild spasms. Her hands pulled at the sheets with the strength of an Olympic athlete. In the first instance, she simply inhaled, the fresh oxygen after a long face fuck only heightening the raw ecstasy that was so obviously showing in her rolling eyes. Then, she began to scream and her swollen cunt released an explosive gush of pussy juices. All of that teasing, all of that praise, culminated in a climax that was phenomenal to behold.

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Three times, intense waves of clear juices squirted from her cunt, then the cum-covered blonde collapsed. She continued to jitter, to tremble, to spasm, giggling something about being a good girl. "A very good girl," Alex assured her, groaning in his own pleasure. Selana's hand was still working his cock, making sure every drop of white landed on the face of the woman that had so absolutely earned it.

The surrounding women, most of them dumbfucked to a lesser degree, crawled over and whispered their own compliments to Astrid. After cleaning his cock for so long, she was now cleaned off by the various tongues of her fellow sex slaves. Every contact on her nipples, every rewarding praise whispered in her ear had Astrid sigh in another aftershock.

Alex backed away, to let the satisfied members of the orgy tend to each other with as much energy as they had remaining. "How do you feel, Master?" Selana purred still pumping his cock, which was every bit as hard as it had been when he started this orgy.

Alex did not immediately answer, instead taking stock of the three sets of holes he had yet to stuff. Selana was right there in front of him, smirking with the confidence of a fated sex slave - which was exactly how he felt about his thrillseeker buddy these days. Behind her were Jane, a redheaded elf that he loved as a friend and a partner, and Ashley, a mousey Asian girl that he was not yet as close with but found so adorable that it was only a matter of time.

"The honest answer - I have never felt so alive," Alex stated and then stared directly into Selana's eyes. "Must be the fighting and even just the threat of dying. I'll keep using you until I can't keep going."

The fat-titted cow tomboy smirked widely. "Please, threaten me with more good times."

"Then you can do what you are about and I'm going to make out with these two." Alex looked over to Jane and Ashley. "Sounds good to you?"

"W-whatever you want, Master!" The petite Asian was swift to respond.

"I know you won't leave us dissatisfied," Jane added, a light smile on her otherwise serious face.

Alex got comfortable on his back and those two women in turn got comfortable on him. Jane was tall for a woman, Ashley was about the size expected for a Japanese woman, and both were the same height when they nuzzled up to him. Shy but pervy, Ashley blushed intensely while reciprocating the squeezing of her shapely, little ass with a kiss on his cheek. Jane had no reservations at all to invite his tongue into her mouth and grind her pussy into his fingers. Soon, he was making out with and finger-banging both of them.

Between his spread legs, Selana found her natural position. Well, her completely natural position would have been underneath him. If it pleased her Master, a sex slave was allowed to be physically on top every once in a while.

And Selana wrapping her udders around his cock did please him tremendously. "Oh yeah, that's the hot stuff," the cow-tomboy moaned. "God, I just love how thick and long your cock is, Alex."

He allowed her the little break in decorum and smirked back at her. Only the tip of his manhood managed to peek out from the caramel ocean of her cleavage. That was already more than usual, owing to the angle at which she buried his groin under her huge breasts. Curled fingers pressed into the sides of her breasts, playfully shaking it all.

While her top was down, her bottom was up. Selana wasn't just a magnificent pair of tits, she was a magnificent everything. Her wonderfully toned back and fat, heart-shaped pillow of an ass rose up behind her, all of it held up by thick thighs crafted by over a decade of mountain biking. She was a Latina beauty with squish in all the right places, gorgeous brown eyes and short, messy, hazel hair. The cow ears and horns only added to her erotic shape with the exoticness of the magical. A confident grin rounded it all out.

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"Another titjob?" Jane drawled. "Can you do anything else?"

"I know what I'm about." Selana massaged her breasts and, through them, the cock that had already pounded the brains out of most of the harem tonight. "Our Master wants a bit of rest, right? So It's either I suck him off or I shake my tits and I think he got enough oral for now." She rocked back and forth, wet noises accompanying the smearing of precum all over the taut skin of her soft tits. "And I'm the best tit slave around here," she boasted, half-singing.

She wasn't wrong. Selana had been endowed before coming to this island and now she had tits so large they would have spent a fortune on specially made bras for her, if they hadn't been lucky enough to be nudists on a magical island. That size combined with the confidence to shake her tits shamelessly and her borderline supernatural ability to just know what he wanted. She was his perfect sex slave, squeezing her plump udders around him.

"Let's use your red lips for better things," Alex told the redheaded elf and tasted her again. The conquest of her mouth made the serious woman moan and her tanned, bottom-heavy body was soon pressed against his. Shamelessly, she ground her clit against his side, while his fingers worked her towards a swift orgasm.

Feeling her tremble against him ignited the urge to get back to fucking. A simple gesture was all Selana needed to back off from his cock. Jane was pulled on top, resting on his broad chest with a depraved glint in her eyes. Alex hooked his thumb into her cheek. Giving her a confident smile. "I love it when you are being slutty for me."

"...I love you, Ahlexsh," she confessed, her tongue licking his thumb as if it was a delicious piece of candy. She raised her hips, let Selana align their sexes, then plunged down. Jane's eyes rolled up, her body delightfully sensitive.

"Even injured, our Master was an image of virility. No, perhaps he was even more of it when he was injured. I could sense the raw, masculine energies pulse through him as I caressed his chiselled muscles. The cushion of his broad shoulder provided me with comfort and security that I had known nowhere else in my entire life. Alex's green eyes stared into mine with amusement and I… uhm… r-realized I had been… s-saying all of that… out… loud." Ashley went as red as Jane's hair.

Alex did not comment at all. He just picked up the petite Japanese woman and nudged her to straddle his face. Seconds later, his tongue penetrated her pale pink folds, coaxing out of her the delighted noises of a perverted woman that just couldn't help herself but be loud. Selana added to this, hugging the kneeling woman from behind and rubbing her clit while Alex poked her sensitive spots with his tongue.

While eating her out made Ashley climax repeatedly, fucking her from below made Jane cum hard. "Yes - yes - yes - yes - Yeeeee-eeesssss!" The redhead exclaimed, her voice growing more and more strained until a crescendo of multiple orgasms layered onto the release of her Master inside her.

Tongue hanging from her red lips, Jane went from screams to quiet gasps and sighs. She was squirming inside his bear hug, wiggling her hips to coax more of his seed out of him. Her quivering quim drenched their joined sexes in her juices.

'I really got it today,' Alex thought when he looked at her. He hadn't even concentrated on her, but she was still visibly blissed out after the one load. Continuing to fuck her in that state was possible and fun in its own way, but he still had two more sets of holes to satisfy.

"Off ya go." Selana helped out Alex by taking Jane and adding her to the pile of dumbfucked sex slaves. There was little activity there by now, the sweaty, pheromone-drenched tomboys gradually coming down from their sexual high and collapsing into a deep, relaxing slumber. Those that weren't already out cold were visibly growing lethargic, only perking up when they realized there was a pussy filled with fresh cum to eat out.

Simultaneously, Alex moved Ashley around. The mousey woman was too embarrassed to say anything and too horny to do anything else than spread her legs. He eased his slick cock into her pussy, respecting the size difference between them. She was nice and slender, a sports reporter that had kept up in health but wasn't as fit as the others. The flatness of her midriff let his advancing cock be seen as a bulge.

After a week of taking this size at least once every day, Ashley did it instinctively. She stayed relaxed, moaned in enjoyment even, while he stretched her gripping folds into his shape. Once he had her there, he accelerated.

Within a minute he had her spasming, winding on the mattress beneath him as if she was a porn star paid to look good. After three minutes, it was easier to count the seconds she spent not shouting his name or title than otherwise. After five minutes, she was a panting, squirting mess that really made him wonder if he had basked in some kind of miracle water that day. By the time he filled her tight pussy up, she was already a shattered mess of a cocksleeve.

Selana did as she had with Jane and added the penultimate haremette to the cuddle pile of sleeping tomboys. The reporter wasn't even eaten out, she was just grabbed by Charlotte and pulled into a deep hug, leaving Alex with only one woman to satisfy.

"I think this might be a challenge of making sure you're the one that goes to sleep satisfied." The cow-horned Olympian wrapped her fat tits around his cock again. She shuddered in delight, her tits so sensitive she could and would come from serving him this way alone.

"Maybe," Alex agreed. He was on his back again and folded his hands behind his head. "I still don't feel tired somehow. Just one of those nights, I guess. Is there anything different about me tonight?" He looked behind her. "I feel like I don't usually manage… that."

"Yeah, there is," Selana purred. "You're absolutely oozing that dominant energy. The injury, the victory, coming back with Evelyn, Yahui and Blair full of cum? We were all stewing in it since ya got back." She squeezed her tits a little tighter around him. "Didn't expect you to be pounding the fucking mind out of every single last one of us though."

"Already writing yourself off?"

"I stand no chance, stud." Selana pressed a loving kiss on the head of his cock. "I'm using my tits first so I get an easy load out of you before you blow my back out."

"You're sturdy enough to take whatever I'm going to do to you." Brushing through her hair temporarily revealed her right eye. Lovingly, he gazed at her, before the falling strands mostly covered it again. "I think it's the adrenaline."

"I think you're becoming an even better stud," disagreed Selana. "You're definitely becoming even more dominant with every day."

"I'm just trying to meet expectations," Alex confessed.

"Trust me, Master," Selana whispered, "you are. More than that, you're making us go wild. First few days when you weren't around, we'd constantly chat about how weird but hot all of this is. Now, we keep talking about how much of an absolute unit of a man you are. Not just strong, but confident and kind and all of that. Our expectations are getting smashed - literally, I guess."

Alex scratched the back of his head. All of these words made him feel a bit bashful and he was willing to show that to her. "Glad to hear it."

"Glad to be of service, Master." Selana had not stopped for a moment working his cock through her tits. He heard that she was getting closer. His next orgasm was approaching as well. How often had he climaxed tonight already? 15 times, once per woman? The absolute lack of refractory period was getting more exploitable as his mental state got more accustomed to the possibility, it seemed. "Where do - you want to -...?" His sex slave pressed out the question.

"All over your tits," he groaned.

Selana accelerated, her massive mammaries smacking against his skin with every up and down. He only lasted for five more ups and downs, then his cum surged from the tip of his cock. White splattered against Selana's face, more ropes of the thick fluid following quickly, flying upwards before raining down on her enormous tits. Spasming, she massaged his dick while they rode out a shared orgasm. By the end, her caramel cleavage was plastered with his cum.

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Alex had thought that maybe he would suddenly lose his energy after that orgasm. It wouldn't have been the first this happened to him and he doubted it wouldn't in the future. Not tonight. Tonight, the break had only renewed the animalistic heat he found himself in. "Get on top of me," he growled. "I want to see your round Latina butt bounce."

"Whatever ya want, ya get, stud," Selana moaned.

"That's the rule," Alex agreed. As she moved, he devoured her with his eyes. Cum-coated tits swayed out of his field of view, at least partly. Her tits were so enormous that could see a solid amount of them sagging to the sides, their juiciness demanding a certain degree of obedience to gravity.

Her ass did not have that factor. The squishy layer of fat that gave that bubble butt its roundness covered a core of firm muscle. She didn't straddle him, kneeling instead in front of him, her ass thrown back and her legs under his. The position was a bit unorthodox, but it worked and really put emphasis on just how much woman there was to her. That behind and those wide hips practically demanded he made her a mother of four at a minimum.

SMACK!

Alex's hand had moved on its own, spanking that juicy behind. "Master!" Selana's ecstatic cry mixed with the echo of the clap. Her pussy dripped on his cock as she aligned herself. Every second with his cock outside of her seemed to be an affront to her pride as a submissive. The moment they were aligned, she dropped down.

SMACK!

This time, Alex was fully aware of what he did. He gave the other cheek a resounding clap and Selana threw her head back. "More, Master!" she begged. "I can take it!"

"You're such a phenomenally submissive tomboy."

"You like both of those things."

"I love them!" Alex corrected her and thrusted up into her. He grabbed her waist with one hand, the other was too busy coming down on her ass again. One side, the other, back and forth.

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

"MASHTAHR!" Selana shouted into the room. The clapping of her massive breasts smacking against each other as she bounced up and down was a secondary rhythm to the lewd 'plap' of her ass pancaking against his groin. The defined muscles of her black glistened from sweat in the artificial light of the bedroom chamber. Crystals had lit up, giving their nightly debauchery a special shine. Her floppy cow ears added an adorable note to the depraved up and down.

Alex was gradually taking over. He did not rise, he had no need to. Selana was reduced to a spasming mess by him hammering into her depths. It was like her pussy was made for him, designed specifically so he could hit her sensitive spots when he did what was natural. She was a gushing, curvy mess and he loved it.

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Hammering up into her was just pure bliss. Her wordless moans of submission fuelled his desire to make her scream more, to etch into her the delight of being his woman. Again and again, the impact of his thrusts made her bounce, made her ass ripple. Smacks left reddish marks on his property. That bubble butt belonged to him and he would never, ever give it up.

He was rapidly working towards another orgasm - a massive one that very well could have been the last one. He had no idea, not until he was going to pump her full. The manifold noises of their coupling intensified, grew into a frenzied staccato of overlapping sounds. Moans, smack, claps, spanks, grunts, screams and then - silence.

Alex heels pressed into the bedding. His hips bucked up. His balls tightened. Seed rushed up his shaft, erupting into her pussy in streams of delight. Between each long jet of cum, his hips dropped a bit, until he had finished filling her up and he was settled back on the sheets.

'Still hard,' Alex thought, as he slowly guided Selana to a resting position. She was trembling, as all cockdrunk sluts trembled right after he painted their insides white with his orgasm-inducing cum. Once she was settled, he looked at his rock hard manhood with a small amount of trepidation. 'I don't think I can take care of that myself anymore. Just wouldn't feel the same… guess I will just have to lay down until it goes away.'

"Heeeeeyyyyyy, Masterrrrrrr."

The drawl pulled his attention back to Selana. The cocksleeve was covered in his cum. What had originally been on her tits had partially trickled down to her thighs, midriff and around her pussy. It was an erotic framing both for the pink womb tattoo and the frankly obscene amount of cum flowing from her gaping pussy.

Despite her spasms, Selana spread her legs wide. One thumb tugged at the corner of her pussy, as if he needed help to see her twitching inner walls. She took a hold of her right tit with her other hand, squeezing it with enough force that a bit of her milk came squirting out.

Selana beheld him with a half-lidded gaze. An entranced aura surrounded her, the kind of absolute submission that drew her dom in as if they were polarized metals. She was smirking, confident in her usage. "If you got more to give, then I'm takin' all of it. You said you'd keep using me 'til you couldn't."

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Alex grabbed her by the throat and rammed his cock back into her. "If that's what you can take," he grunted. She responded with a choked scream.

It took another half hour and 5 orgasms for him to finally come to a rest.