It had been a couple of months since that glorious day. He spent nearly every day since then in utter debauchery, fucking and being pampered by his harem. He wanted for nothing, and he had ultimate power here.
Officially, Roswaal still ran things here, but that was because his name carried clout, and he didn't want to deal with the various responsibilities the ruler of this region might need to face. But he made sure Roswaal answered to him.
After the Puck incident, he was also extremely careful to specify that he would serve him in a strictly non-sexual manner. The thought of doing it with the clown, or a female version of him, sent shivers down his spine.
Walking through the hall wearing nothing but a bathrobe, he finally found the door he was looking for. He had always had a knack for finding the right door, and Beatrice certainly didn't try to hide anymore. He threw the door open with a wide smile.
" Your Daddy is here, so why don't you take all those pretty clothes off!"
The girl had her nose in a book. She slowly looked up, closing the book, setting it aside and getting to her feet.
"As you say Daddy~, I suppose."
She complied with her Daddy's request, shedding her clothing, layer by layer. She did so with no urgency to speak of. She folded up her clothes neatly in a pile, then headed to a corner of the library. There was a bed there, installed a few weeks ago by him. He was certainly visiting frequently enough to be making good use of it, and he was sure Beatrice appreciated it.
When Beatrice was fully nude and all her clothes were folded, he take off his bathrobe and practically pounced on her. He absolutely adored the drill-haired loli, and she adored him in equal measure. Moving to the bed, he laid on his back as Beatrice climbed on top of him.
She positioned herself over Subaru's dick, before slowly lowering herself down. Her face contorted in pleasure, mouth forming an O shape, as she reached the bottom.
She was so fucking tight. Beatrice's tiny loli body could squeeze around his cock like nobody else could. He gripped her hips, as she started to slide herself up and down, he is helping to move her tiny body, and thrusting his hips up into her.
On that fateful day two months ago, following his conquest of Emilia and Puck, he had gathered himself, then headed to the Forbidden Library to turn Beatrice into his sex slave. She had been on-guard, but nothing could stand against Reality Dominion. Every time he fucked Beatrice, it reminded him of that day. His final conquest of the mansion's girls, his complete victory. And it turned him on like nothing else.
Beatrice was screaming and calling his name, the same way she did the very first time he fucked her. He never got tired of the sensation of drilling this drill-haired loli. Incidentally, he had discovered that Beatrice's twintails didn't make for effective handlebars when fucking her. They were soft and springy, with a lot of give. He often fucked her with her hair down, which made her even more beautiful, in his opinion.
Beatrice was panting feverishly. Her butterfly irises had been temporarily replaced with hearts, and her face was twisted into a lewd ahegao, her tongue lolling out of her mouth.
"Daddy!❤ Daddy!❤ Daddy!❤"
"Take it, My slutty daughter, Take every inch of your Daddy cock!"
"Yeeeeeessssssss!❤"
He came deep inside Beatrice, and her walls soon clenched down around his dick, milking it for everything it had. Such a massive load in such a small girl caused an overflow, and semen began to leak out where their sexes were connected. With a great sigh, Beatrice toppled over, falling forward. Her tiny chest met her Daddy's, and she wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace.
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love you too, Batty."
"Don't ever leave me…"
"I won't. You're mine forever."
Seeing her bright smile every time they copulated, he knew it was working. He lightly patted her on the side.
"Emilia, Rem and Ram are in the bath. You should go join them."
"I want to stay with you!"
"I know, but I'm spending the night with Frederica. Sorry, Batty. I promise I'll make it up to you."
The girl pouted cutely, but ultimately did lift herself off his cock, her cunt still dripping with his cum.
"I'll hold you to that, I suppose. Go on then, Betty will go wash up to be used by you again Daddy, I suppose."
"Thanks, Batty! Love you!"
He got up and grabbed his discarded bathrobe, slipping it back on.
He left the Forbidden Library and headed to Frederica's room. He suspected that it wouldn't just be Frederica waiting for him there.
***
Emilia sat in the large bathtub. Her face was partially submerged in the water, and she was blowing bubbles idly. Her still-visible eyes had a thoughtful look in them.
"Is something wrong, Miss Emilia?"
Bringing her face out of the water, Emilia turned to look at the one who had spoken to her. Rem was staring at her with a look of mild concern.
"Um, not really, Rem. I was just thinking about some things."
"Might I ask what about?"
Emilia blushed. There was no reason to hide anything from the rest of his harem. They were all equals here. "I was thinking…that I reeeally want Master's baby…"
Rem practically sprung to her feet, fists raised passionately. "Yes, I absolutely agree!! I want Master's baby more than anything!"
"I doubt either of you will have to wait very long." Ram's voice piped in from her side of the tub. "Our master may be hopeless when it comes to pleasing a woman, but I believe at the very least his seed has potency."
Emilia smiled at her. Ram was so funny. She tried so hard to hide her feelings, but she loved him as much as any of them. She thought she should push back against Ram's comment about him not being able to please a woman, but the fourth and final presence in the room beat her to it.
"An interesting statement, I suppose. But was it not your voice that Betty heard earlier calling for Master to go harder and faster, I wonder? Perhaps Betty is mistaken."
"Indeed, Miss Beatrice. I am afraid you are sadly mistaken." Ram fired back, not missing a beat.
Emilia giggled at their banter. "This is so nice."
"The water is quite lovely, I agree." Ram replied.
"No, not that. We never used to bathe together like this. All of us can just talk freely. It makes me really happy. We're so much closer now."
"I agree, Miss Emilia. We really owe our master a lot, don't we?" Rem said cheerily.
"I've told you, you don't have to call me 'Miss Emilia'! We're all equals at Master's feet, aren't we? Geez…"
It's a shame Puck isn't here. Emilia thought. We usually bathe at night, so Puck misses out. We should try and bathe earlier so she can join with the rest of the girls. Emilia still wasn't entirely used to thinking of her guardian spirit as a girl, but she was very happy for Puck. It was nice to see her guardian get to relax and live such a joyous life, knowing nothing but pleasure at the hands of the person she loved the most. He took the two of them together frequently, and Emilia and Puck had gotten as familiar with each other's bodies as he was with theirs.
"By the way, where is Master now?" Emilia asked.
"He's with the half-beast maid, I suppose. Probably the little girl too." Beatrice answered.
Emilia felt a pang of admiration. "Wow. Master sure has a lot of energy! He really never ceases to amaze me. I hope they enjoy themselves."
And then tomorrow, Master will be sleeping with me! Emilia thought to herself triumphantly.
***
"Have I ever told you how amazing your tits are, Frederica?"
"I believe you may have mentioned it before."
His dick was currently enveloped by Frederica's bare breasts. She lifted them up and down along his shaft, stroking it gently. She had the biggest breasts out of anyone in the mansion, and he knew how to make good use of them.
Frederica was a maid who had been away when he had first arrived at the mansion. Upon learning of her existence, he got Roswaal to order her back to the mansion, and into the clutches of Reality Dominion.
"Seriously, this is the best." He noticed a small girl pouting in the corner. "Hey, turn that frown upside down, Petra. You'll be able to do this too in a few years. Well, probably."
"I'm definitely going to be able to do it! I won't lose to anyone, not even Big Sis Frederica!" she whined.
"Well, I'll look forward to it." He said with a grin. "But for now, I like you just the way you are." He sighed in contentment. "Ah, Frederica. Gonna cum."
"Cum for me, my master."
He was happy to oblige her, spraying his sticky seed all over her tits and neck, some reaching as far up as her chin. He slid his dick out and rested on his hands, admiring the view.
Petra didn't miss her chance, diving over, licking up as much of his cum as she could from his dick. She gathered a large portion into her mouth.
Then brought her mouth to Frederica's in a kiss, swapping his cum between them. Just watching it was enough to get him hard again. Frederica didn't fail to notice this.
"Really, Master? Again already? I swear, you are utterly insatiable."
She quickly bent over and started sucking his cock, ignoring Petra's cry of protest. She was always extremely careful with her sharp teeth. He found her fangs incredibly cute, but he had definitely been hesitant about putting his dick in her mouth at first.
Frederica was the epitome of professionalism, giving him a perfect blowjob. It didn't take long for him to get close, when suddenly Petra gave the back of Frederica's head a hard shove, forcing her to take his cock all the way down, forcing her to deepthroat him.
She coughed in surprise, and Petra started making him facefuck her. He came extremely quickly after that, luckily for Frederica, who was likely having trouble breathing. He came down her throat, leaving her to cough and pull back from his dick, a string of cum still connecting her mouth to it.
"P-Petra!" she yelled. "Bad girl!"
Petra giggled innocently. "I just thought Master might appreciate it. You liked it, right Master?"
He sighed. "I did, but you shouldn't have done that to Frederica without permission. Like she said, you've been a bad girl."
A faint blush came to Petra's cheeks, and she stepped closer. "Oh? So how am I going to be punished, Master? Maybe I'll get a spanking?"
What a crazy girl. He thought. It was his fault she turned out this way though. Was this the work of Reality Dominion? No. He had never used his ability on Petra. Not even once. She had started working as a maid to get closer to he. He was well aware of her crush on him same as Subaru, and made sure the rest of the maids made it very clear what was expected of her if she were to work at the mansion. Surrounded by a harem of sluts who existed to worship him, Petra quickly and happily fell in line with the rest of them.
He still fondly remembered her first time, she was laying on her back on Frederica's stomach as he took her virginity. Frederica was whispering in her ear, coaching her the whole time.. He had been surprised at how competitive she ended up being, constantly wanting to prove herself. Always pushing to try and find new boundaries and new ways to please him. Somehow, she had become the most depraved slut in his harem.
"It's not a punishment if you'd end up enjoying it." He sighed again. "I've got something much better in mind. You're going to watch me fuck your Big Sis, and I forbid you from touching yourself."
"Eeehhh!? No fair!" Petra yelped, aghast.
"An excellent punishment, Master." Frederica smiled. "I approve. I suppose we shouldn't waste any time then." She moved herself over his cock, lowering herself.
He was glad his stamina was up to the challenge, as he had already returned to half-mast, quickly hardening fully once his cock touched Frederica's nethers.
He slid inside her, and with how wet she was, there was no resistance.
Frederica was rather quiet during sex. Most of his other girls couldn't seem to stop themselves from calling his name as he brought them to a screaming orgasm, but Frederica was an exception. Her only vocal sounds were very soft moans and occasional whispers of his name.
She was a girl who was excellent at maintaining her composure, and it was a nice change from the norm. He stared across the room at Petra, who may have been the loudest in the harem. She was staring at him and Frederica's coupling with clear jealousy in her eyes. Her hands were gripping the bedsheets tightly and she was biting her lower lip. It seemed like his punishment was proving to be effective.
Frederica's quiet whispers of pleasure became more frequent, and he knew she was getting close. He started thrusting with more power, and reached a hand up to flick one of her nipples. Frederica's mouth opened wide in a soundless scream, and she came around his cock. The resulting pressure brought him to his own climax, cumming hard inside her.
He slid himself out of Frederica, letting her collapse to the bed. Petra whined and made a move forward, crawling towards Frederica's crotch. He could guess what she wanted to do.
"Well, I think it's time to sleep. Good night, you two."
Petra's head whipped towards him, horrified.
"B-but-"
"No buts, missy. It's late, and girls your age shouldn't be up so late."
"Maaaasteeeerrrr!!" she cried. "Haven't I been punished enough?! Don't be so mean!"
"Okay, I'll read you a bedtime story before we sleep, how about that?"
"Quit treating me like a kid! I'm your sex slave too!"
"Oh, stop teasing her, Master." A recovered Frederica said. "I have forgiven Petra for what she did. I don't think she needs to be punished anymore."
Petra's face lit up. "Big Sis! Aw, I love you!"
"Fiiiine." He relented. "You spoil her so much, you know?"
In truth, he had been aiming for this outcome all along. He had a good idea of their relationship dynamic at this point. He turned to Petra.
"All right, Petra. Tell me how you want me to take you."
"You on top!"
"The classic missionary, hey? All right, no problem!"
Frederica moved aside for Petra to move the middle of the bed.
She spread her legs wide, giving him a look at her folds, dripping with arousal. She place a hand down, spreading her folds open and giving him a clear view of her pussy.
Seeing such a polite invitation, he happily entered, spearing his dick inside her. Petra moaned in pleasure, as he began to roughly jackhammer himself inside the girl.
Their fucking wasn't gentle, he is using the young girl like a onahole, watching as her whole body shook with each thrust, her tiny, budding breasts bouncing. Her face was insensate, bright red, and her eyes rolled back as she loudly squealed.
"Ah!❤ Ah!❤ Ah!❤ It's so good!❤ It's so good, Master!❤"
He couldn't resist teasing her a little. "Try to keep it down, Petra. You don't want everyone in the village to hear you, do you?"
There was absolutely zero chance of anyone in the village ever hearing from so far away, but he hoped it would embarrass her a little.
"FUCK ME❤, FUCK ME❤, FUCK ME!❤ FUCK ME MASTER!❤"
Well, okay. So much for that. She was a totally lost cause. It turned him on so badly to see the young girl acting like such a fucking slut. He had broken and ruined her utterly, her only ambition in life now was to be fucked and used by him.
Her cunt wrapped around his dick like a vise. She was incredibly tight. Not as tight as Beatrice, but incredibly tight all the same. Despite ejaculating so much already today, he still had enough left in the tank to give this slutty little girl the creampie she deserved.
"MASTEEEERRRR!❤ Fuuuggghhh!❤ Mmm-" her voice became more and more senseless.
He bridged himself up, folding her legs back in a mating press, and kissing her roughly. With a grunt into her lips, he came. Like the rest of his girls, the feeling of her master cumming inside of her immediately brought Petra to orgasm, muffled moans coming from where their lips met.
He pulled out, his cum once again overflowing from a thoroughly fucked loli. Petra lay there, panting. She didn't make any movements beyond breathing, she seemed completely out of it.
"You certainly gave it to her hard, Master." Frederica observed, studying Petra with a curious expression. "Now I'm the one who finds themself a little jealous."
"There'll be plenty of time for me to hammer you like that." He replied. "But not tonight. Even your master has to sleep sometimes."
Frederica smiled, turning off the lamp in the room. She crawled into the bed with he and Petra, snuggling against Subaru tightly.
The bed, and their bodies, were quite wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, but all of them were more than used to sleeping in such a state. Petra was still a little out of it, so he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her in closely. Life really was amazing for him now. He closed his eyes and fell into a sweet slumber easily. His final thought before falling into the world of dreams was that he felt like going on a trip soon. Yeah, he'd travel somewhere. There was no telling who he might run into…
-x-X-x-
A carriage rolled steadily along the dirt road, pulled by a ground dragon. It was a gentle trip for those involved, thanks to the ground dragon's Divine Protection of Wind Evasion. At the head of the carriage, holding the reins was Rem. As for her master, he was currently resting his head in the lap of Emilia. She stroked his hair softly, smiling down at him. If there was a better way to travel than this, he couldn't think of one. He got to rest on an amazing pair of thighs, and if he ever got bored, all he had to do was say the word and Emilia would be down on her knees sucking his cock.
Rem of course was not exempt, and welcomed the opportunity to occasionally switch places with Emilia, attending to his needs while Emilia held the reins. Puck was also available during the day, as where Emilia went, so did he.
The Royal Selection had officially begun with the discovery of Felt as the final candidate. By this point he had become well acquainted with each of the candidates, and that was the reason for his trip. It was good to pay an occasional visit and maintain good relations. And his idea of good relations was probably not one that people would expect, outside of those he was closest to.
"Master, we'll be arriving soon." Rem called to him from the front of the carriage.
He sat up and looked out the window, and the royal capital of Lugunica was indeed in sight. He was eager to get started on his itinerary the following day. Roswaal owned a building in the capital where they would stay for the evening. It had a very large bed, an absolute necessity for him these days. Where he might sleep in subsequent evenings, well, who could say?
As the carriage rolled to the front of their accommodation, he stepped out, stretching out his muscles. Rem led the carriage around the back, while he and Emilia went inside, bringing their luggage along, which was mostly just changes of clothes.
As they settled in, he took a rolled-up note out of his pocket. This was his plan for the next few days. It detailed the royal candidates and where to find them, as well as the time and date for the meeting. The actual time in which he visited was liable to change, though. All the candidates were willing to allow for some flexibility given their knowledge.
The door slammed shut, as Rem walked in, letting him know that everything had been settled. Subaru's first meeting was tomorrow morning. For now, there was some time to kill, and Emilia and Rem both knew it. It promised to be an entertaining evening.
***
"I'm glad you've arrived. I trust your trip was a pleasant one?"
This harsh, authoritative voice could only belong to Crush Karsten. He was currently in her mansion. Crusch sat at her desk, appearing the perfect picture of authority. But there was someone even this strong-willed woman was submissive to.
"It was, thank you, Crusch. But I hope you don't mind if we dispense with the pleasantries. We both know why I'm here, don't we? I don't think there's any reason to waste time."
Crusch's eyes narrowed for a moment before she smiled, relaxing.
"You're absolutely right, of course. I've been looking forward to this. And I'm not the only one." Crusch's head turned to look behind her. Standing there as always, was her loyal knight Ferris.
Ferris looked at Crusch, who answered with a nod. Seeing this, Ferris adopted a wide grin and jumped at him, hugging him tightly.
"Awww, it's so nice to see you again, Master~! I missed yoouuu!"
He hugged Ferris back, enjoying the feeling of the small breasts pushed up against him.
Yes, the excellent breasts that now belonged to Ferris. They were a modest size, but extremely noticeable with the clothing that Ferris usually chose to wear. The highly feminine catboy was now a girl, body and soul.
When he first met Ferris, he had thought that Ferris was a girl, like anyone surely would meeting him for the first time. He found out the truth fairly quickly, that he was a boy known as Felix Argyle, with Ferris being a cute adopted name, but was unable to quell his feelings of attraction towards him. Some men might be willing to take him as he was, but for him, the dick was absolutely a deal breaker. He thought of Puck and wondered how he could solve this problem. He decided to try using Jealous Dominion to alter Ferris' gender, unsure if it would work or not.
To his great surprise, it did, and Ferris was overjoyed to have achieved a dream they always thought was impossible. Overjoyed, and extremely grateful to their new master.
"I missed you too, Ferris. How's the new body going?"
Ferris giggled, and started eagerly shoving him into Crusch's private bedroom. Crusch got up and started following behind.
"Weeeeellll, let's just say I got a lot of confused questions! But I just told them I met an amazing magic user sworn to secrecy and when people realised I was leaving it at that, they stopped asking!" She lightly bit on his earlobe, then whispered into his ear. "But there sure are a lot of knights interested in me. I swear, some of the stares I get... But I belong to you and you alone, Meowster."
His legs stopped, hitting the edge of the bed. He turned around in time to see Ferris push him down onto the bed, straddling him.
"Lady Crusch, you don't mind if I take the first turn, do you?"
Crusch smiled at her knight, removing her jacket. "Not at all, Ferris. Please enjoy yourself."
Ferris worked frantically at his clothes, stripping him as fast as he could. He did what he could to help, but with Ferris on top of him, it was hard. With a tug, Ferris slid her shoulder straps down, freeing her arms and causing the garment to fall at the front, exposing her breasts.
His hands went straight for them, kneading and groping as Ferris made satisfied noises. Crusch came up behind Ferris and started helping her remove her clothes. He continued to squeeze Ferris' boobs, unable to keep his hands off them.
"Mmmm, wow, you really love Ferri's chest, meowster!" Ferris said with a gasp.
"Well, I'm the one who gave it to you, so don't I have the right to enjoy it?" He replied.
"You do, you do! It's for your hands only! Well, you and Lady Crusch…"
"I'll take you up on that offer, Ferris." Crusch cut in at the mention of her name. "That is, if our master allows it."
"Of course. It's pretty obvious how you two feel about each other. Don't let loving your master stop you from loving each other." He suddenly had an idea. "In fact, why don't you two seal it with a kiss right now?"
Crusch finished disrobing Ferris and sat down next to her, staring into her eyes. With no hesitation, Ferris crashed her lips forward into Crusch's. The two made out passionately, as their master watched, thoroughly enjoying the show.
He decided to give Crusch a hand, starting to strip her of her clothes the way Crusch had stripped Ferris, leaving her in nothing but her underwear, and the other two naked. The two broke their long kiss, a string of saliva connecting their mouths. He decided to give some orders.
"Crusch, over there. Ferris, lay back in her lap."
Crusch sat on her knees near the head of the bed, and Ferris laid back as ordered, resting her head in Crusch's lap. He approached the two, his intentions clear. But he had one final command to give.
"Crusch, hold Ferris' legs back here."
Crusch complied, and pulled Ferris' legs back into the air towards her, holding them steady, leaving Ferris with her lower body raised, her tail flicking excitedly back and forth, and above it, an incredibly wet and slick quim on display. Ferris put on her cutest face, blushing and biting her lip.
"Please, Meowster. Take me…"
He was far too much of a gentleman to refuse such a kind invitation, moving in closer and spearing his dick into Ferris' depths. She let out a cat-like whine of pleasure as her master began to rail her. With Crusch holding her, Ferris couldn't move anything except her arms, which gripped the bedsheets tightly. Her eyes were shut tightly, mouth hanging open as she made adorable noises. When she opened her eyes, her gaze was locked directly with Crusch, albeit upside-down.
"Lady Crusch…" Ferris panted, tears leaking from her eyes from the pleasure. "It's so good…"
"I'm watching you, Ferris. I'm watching our master take you." Crusch whispered.
Ferris continued to squeal and pant while he continued fucking her, her tail flicking against his butt from below. He was picking up in intensity now, and grabbed Ferris' arms, pinning them down, completely immobilising her.
He thrust into her relentlessly, enjoying the way the entire bed shook from the force, and the way her walls gripped him so tightly, the wet squelching sounds of their fucking adding to the experience.
With a grunt, he came inside her as she let out her loudest moan yet, her orgasm following shortly after. He released Ferris' arms, and Crusch released her legs, letting the catgirl flop to the bed, exhausted.
"Meowster, Lady Crusch…" she panted out between breaths. "Ferri loves you. Ferri loves you both so meowch…"
Her smile was almost delirious, eyes glistening with tears, and the love contained within. Crusch bent down and gave Ferris a quick kiss, before coming back up to look at her master.
"Now then, Master. I believe it is my turn, if you are up for it."
Her composure was admirable. He knew how excited she must be. He had no doubt she was dripping wet from helping her loyal knight be manhandled like that.
"I'm plenty good to go, Crusch. Whenever you're ready."
Crusch reached behind her, undoing her bra and exposing her excellent chest. She then slowly peeled her panties off, flinging them to a far corner of the room.
"Take a moment to look down at your knight, Crusch." He told her. "Look at her face and imagine just how good she feels. You're going to feel every last bit of that pleasure."
Crusch didn't have much room to get even more excited, but he still heard the sharp and sudden intake of a breath, before she shakily exhaled, her arousal plain on her face. She met his stare, brushing hair away from her face.
"How shall you take me, Master? We may have to shove poor Ferris aside to make room."
"No." He spoke with authority. "In fact, you've just given me a great idea. Turn around and climb on top of Ferris. Ass up, facing me."
Crusch blushed, and climbed over Ferris, who made a surprised yelp at the close contact. Their breasts squished together, hardened nipples rubbing. Crusch looked back at him, then raised her backside, presenting herself to him.
He lined himself up with Crusch's rear, eyeing the two holes. After a moment of consideration, he buried himself in her cunt, which as he suspected, was dripping with arousal.
Gripping her hips tightly, he rocked back and forth, slapping his hips against her asscheeks. Ferris seemed happy with the current arrangement, complimenting Crusch on her beauty and reaching up to touch her anywhere she could.
Crusch was a quiet lover, the same as Frederica, but he could coax larger reactions out of her, which he delighted in doing. Unlike the girls of the mansion, he was less familiar with the bodies of the royal candidates, having much less experience, but he was learning.
At this point he was quite adept at finding out what women liked very quickly, the exact ways he should touch them, the right angle to thrust from, how they enjoyed being treated, and so on. Of course, he could mould them as he saw fit with Jealous Dominion, but that was no fun. Variety was the spice of life.
Crusch's walls gripped his dick tightly as he slid in and out, and he could sense every bit of her eagerness as she pushed back against him with every thrust. Her head was facing away from him but he could hear her gasps and quiet moans as he fucked her. Below her, he heard Ferris giggle.
"Hehe~ Lady Crusch has such a lewd look on her face, Meowster."
Imagining what her expression might look like in his mind's eye, his gripped even tighter as he started to approach his climax. He fucked her furiously, his dick proving more than enough to rub against all her most sensitive areas. Crusch was incredibly close, continuing to pant like a bitch in heat. But he wanted a more memorable finish from the normally taciturn woman. He bent over closer to whisper to her.
"You belong to me, Crusch. And as your master, I order you…" He thought about using Jealous Dominion, but he didn't need to. Crusch was his, that was fact. "...To scream for me."
Like a dam breaking, Crusch raised her head, crying out in pure ecstasy, the loudest he had ever heard her, as she came around his cock.
He heard Ferris make an ecstatic noise of her own, no doubt from seeing her Lady come so completely undone at the hands of her master. He came inside her, flooding her womb with his cum, as her walls continued to squeeze every drop out of him that they could. After the contractions ceased, Crusch collapsed onto Ferris, who stroked her hair lovingly and kissed her.
He observed the thoroughly fucked pair, giving himself a mental pat on the back. He placed a hand on each of the rears of the two girls, giving them a light smack to grab their attention.
"We're not done yet." he declared. The two girls looked up at him, happiness clear in their eyes. "Next order of business, clean me off."
His dick, still fully erect, waved in front of them, and the two eagerly clambered up towards it. Watching the two of them worshipping his cock, he looked at the clock on the wall. He still had hours left. And he was going to make full use of it.
***
***
He had been waiting at the designated rendezvous point for quite some time, but his expected guest had yet to arrive. They were almost an hour late at this point.
He thought it was odd that someone he had specifically made to adore him would miss a chance to catch up, but when he remembered who their guardian was…
His thoughts were cut off there, as jumping from the top of a building was the girl he was waiting for.
With red eyes, short blonde hair and a lithe body, this could only be Felt, the last royal candidate to be discovered. She grinned at him, running up and giving him a quick kiss.
Upon breaking it, Felt let out an extremely loud and frustrated sigh. He tried to offer an empathetic smile.
"Rough day?"
"UGH, that guy is seriously the worst! So annoying! He acts like I'm some kind of stupid kid who can't go anywhere on her own. I survived on my own for years without him!"
The only person Felt could have been talking about was Reinhard, the Sword Saint and Felt's personal knight. He was apparently a little overprotective, but he saw the logic in not wanting somebody as important as Felt to be left on their own.
"Always doing that whole condescending shtick! He really makes me sick sometimes!" Felt continued to rant.
"'Lady Felt, you mustn't go anywhere without me! I'm a big jerkface!' And then he asks me all these questions about where I'm going, as if it's any of his business!"
"But you got away from him in the end."
"Yeah, I did. He's pretty impossible to escape from if he's watching you, and you can't try to trick him because he's got that annoying Divine Protection that tells him when you're lying. You gotta attack his knightly honour and values!" Felt's face adopted a mischievous grin. "So I told him that I was gonna go and get laid, and if he followed me he'd forever be known as a total perv."
"You told him something like that?! Why?!" He cried, he could almost feel a bead of sweat coming off his temple. "And won't he be way more suspicious hearing the girl he's sworn to protect is going off to have sex with somebody he doesn't even know?!"
"Aw, who cares?! The whole point is that he's gone. Even if he did decide to follow me, I bet as soon as he sees I'm with you, he'll leave us alone. He likes you, you know."
He couldn't exactly explain to Felt why he was so worried.
Reinhard represented a complete unknown. The guy was loaded with any Divine Protection he needed, and he wasn't sure if he would be immune to the effects of Jealous Dominion.
Reinhard could have even had a Divine Protection for removing the effects from those who had been affected. Until he knew more, Reinhard was a risk who could ruin everything.
At the very least, he was sure he didn't have a Divine Protection that could actively sense Felt had been mentally rewritten by him, or else the jig would have been up already. But if he had reason to suspect Felt might be under some kind of influence, he could apparently just choose to acquire a Divine Protection that would help him with that.
He really wished he had a perfect idea of whether it would work or not. He had Return by Death to fall back on, but it had been a long time since he had used it, and there was no telling where the current reset point would be. Or if it even still worked, for all he knew he could have traded Return by Death for Jealous Dominion. There were too many variables.
If only there were some way to just ask the Witch of Envy herself about if it would work or not! Yeah, right, all my conversations with her have been exceptionally one-sided. And what are the chances I'll ever get the opportunity to casually sit and chat with a witch?
"Anyway…" Felt continued. "You just gotta hit him below the belt, where it hurts." Felt grinned at him. "I'm used to having to find creative ways to get what I want! So in your face, Reinhard, you moron!"
He patted her on the head. "You know, I'm positive you're the only person who would call Reinhard names like that."
Felt scoffed. "He's not so great. He's a lot better than those other knights who are always carrying on about their honour and that other crap, but he's still got a long way to go to impress me! Besides…" She looked down suddenly, blushing.
She whispered something under her breath he couldn't make out.
"What'd you say?" He asked.
"N-nothing! Forget it!"
"Tell me." Subaru demanded.
"I said 'You're way more handsome anyway.', you dumb jerk!"
He laughed at the way Felt's face scrunched up in embarrassment. Well, it was only natural. After he used Jealous Dominion on her, he wasn't only her master, but her ideal male, in every way.
He reached a hand down to smack Felt's shapely rear, laughing at the way she yelped in surprise.
"Come on, let's go inside. I bet you're eager to get started."
Felt did indeed prove to be eager, pouncing onto him, locking her lips to his as soon as they made it to the bed. She was a very decisive girl. When she wanted something, she wasted no time in taking it. A definite product of her upbringing.
Felt was a very feisty kisser, she loved to battle for dominance. They made out passionately, their tongues wrestling for control. She really was a natural, and he loved kissing her.
He ran his tongue across her teeth, including her adorable little fang. He grabbed her ass, groping it, enjoying the feeling of his fingers sinking into the plump flesh.
Felt broke the kiss suddenly, lightly biting at his collar bone. "Come on, stupid." she growled. "Take my clothes off already. Do I have to give you an invitation?"
Their clothes were lying in a pile on the floor in short order. Felt pushed him onto his back with a daring grin, mounting him. She wrapped a hand around his cock, pumping it a few times, before squatting and lowering herself down onto it in one solid motion.
She made an adorable squeak, and started to enthusiastically fuck herself on his cock. He held up his end of the bargain by thrusting his hips, but Felt was so full of energy and so attractive that he was enjoying watching her movements, her tiny tits softly bouncing, almost as much as he was enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around him.
Watching her ride him was truly excellent, but he was in the mood for something else. As she pulled herself off his cock, ready to slam herself back down, he flipped them so Felt was on her knees.
She made a small noise of protest, but it quickly gave way to a moan of satisfaction, as he slammed into her from behind. He fucked her furiously, their pace frantic. His manhood was stirring up her insides, moulding them to become a perfect sleeve for his cock.
He reached his hands up as far as he could, grabbing her tiny tits and molesting them even as he continued to fuck her. Faced with his sexual skills, it wasn't long before she came around his cock with a wail of delight, followed by a sigh of utter satisfaction as she felt him unload inside her, warming her to her very core.
He let himself relax, and pulled out of Felt, leaving a small trail of cum dripping down onto the bed. Felt turned over and passionately kissed him again. Her features shone with happiness.
"I seriously love you, you know." she said, not even a hint of embarrassment on her face.
He playfully tussled her hair. "Love you too. You done?"
Felt sneered. "Not even close! I'm gonna be the one who makes you give up in the end!"
He was more than willing to accept the challenge. Tonight would be dedicated to showing Felt why she was but the learner, while he was the master. And as for the following evening… he had major plans.
***
He was back at the lodgings Roswaal had prepared for him. He had arranged for all the royal candidates to meet him here. It wasn't hard to guess what his intentions were. He could say he wanted to strengthen the bonds between all the candidates and help them get along politically, and while that was a good thing, the real reason was that he desperately wanted to fuck them all simultaneously.
The thought of taking each of the five potential rulers and making them scream his name and their undying loyalty made him rock hard. He had left Emilia to handle the greetings. He was waiting in another room, and they would call him to the bedroom when they were ready. He almost couldn't contain his excitement.
This would be a first for him. He had never fucked five different women at the same time. But he had an ace up his sleeve, and was eager to put it to use…
Oh, yes. This was going to be the greatest night of his life.
***
Crusch had time to reflect on the state of things as she made her way to where she was due to meet her master.
A blush came to her face as she pictured the face of the man she loved, the man she belonged to. He had stormed into her life with no warning, and won her heart completely. He was Crusch's exact image of her ideal man. There were no words that would do justice to the adoration she felt for him.
She had discarded her femininity long ago. She had no use for the frivolities other girls her age bothered with when she was so focused on her duties. She was aware that most women would say she was missing out on something essential, but there was simply no place for it in her life.
That was until she met her master. He had taken her heart, then her virginity, and showed her the pleasures of being a woman. He had single-handedly awoken a side of herself that Crusch had long since buried. She was so grateful to him. And if that wasn't enough, he granted Ferris' impossible dream of becoming a girl. Truly, there was no kinder master than him.
Whenever he told her that he owned her, that she was his slave, her Divine Protection of Wind Reading would sense no deceit. The comfort she drew from her greatest gift reminding her of her place in this world was divine. She could feel the throbbing in her chest that reminded her with every beat of her heart that she belonged to him.
And now she was heading to rendezvous with the other royal candidates at her master's behest. She was no fool, she knew exactly how tonight was going to go. Her master had done what was impossible, utterly unthinkable, and united all five royal candidates under a common goal, a goal to worship their master utterly. Nobody else would have been able to accomplish this. At that moment, Crusch decided. She would give up on her goal of becoming the Queen of Lugunica. There was only one person fit for that position. She would dedicate all her resources, all her power into ensuring that her master became the ruler of this land. She knew all the other candidates would agree.
***