"It's ammunition and guns. And a lot of them too," the captain muttered as they hauled their spoils back to Evesys Castle along with the POWs.
"Fuck it. I told you we should've taken the long way around."
"Cowards! Attacking at night!"
"What were the guards doing? How could they not see knights attacking on horseback? Were they sleeping on the job?"
The POWs kept complaining all the way to the castle. It irritated Hiro just listening to them. He was tempted to kill them, but apparently, it was against their knightly honor.
"Traitor! After all we've done for you!" a soldier who recognized Rebecca shouted at her. She ignored him, of course. But Hiro knew those words carried pain.
By the time dawn rose, the group had arrived.
"Good job, Cecile," said the general.
"We have ammunition now. We should arm our soldiers with it. That way, we can assault the border town of Sicily!" a captain suggested during the meeting.
"But Mutual will arrive tomorrow. We should welcome them," the general added.
Rebecca, tired of Litmus' lengthy meetings, left with the others. At first, she welcomed Litmus' open-mindedness. They discussed everything. But now, it felt like a chore. In one meeting, they had even debated what food to eat the next day.
"It's been almost a week," Cecile said. Heat rose from her womb, but she held it in. Hiro, who was busy arranging flower decorations and managing mana to transfer to the girls, suddenly realized he hadn't played with them at all.
"Yes," Nana replied.
"Let's find an empty house. We can just tell the knights we'll be playing with Hiro," Rebecca said.
"...You'll be playing with us?"
"Well, if Hiro wants to. I'm already used to it. It's not scary anymore." Hiro perked up when he heard Rebecca's declaration. "Ah, you knew, didn't you?"
"Well, I figured it out back when we met Alex. You didn't like that sort of thing. Don't force it, okay?"
"Nah. I am not forcing it. Hiro knows if I don't enjoy it. He is kind." Rebecca skipped. Her wings fluttered as motes of mana spread out from it. Hiro slithered his tentacle to her head, patting her.
The trust he felt from Rebecca was delightful. Hiro waved multiple tentacles above Rebecca's head as he cheered at the jubilation. He will have a party with them today! They will moan, they will drown in their lust as Hiro makes them cum again and again.
"Was he happy?" Rebecca asked as the girls looked at the swaying tentacles above them.
"I think he is. He is probably stressed too since he can't play with us," Cecile said while blushing. When they asked around, the knight provided them an empty house beside the barracks.
Sensing his pet was naughty, Hiro knocked her womb with his tentacle and she yelped as pleasure surged. With just a knock, Hiro had sent Cecile kneeling as her breathing turned ragged. Through sense sharing, Hiro knew her eyes had spun from pleasure. Hiro blinked his nonexistent eye at how weak Cecile was to sexual stimulation from him. She was way too sensitive! What happened?
"Cecile? Are you okay?"
"Hah…❤ Hah…❤ Yeah… I am fine. Hiro was just knocking. I think I should go to a room soon. Hiro wanted to play with me."
"She had become like that with just a knock. Will she be okay?" Rebecca muttered. She then looked over to Hiro. "Be gentle with her, okay."
It was now a challenge. Hiro had to play with her and prevent her from fainting.
As soon as they entered the room, Hiro released his tentacle, filling it. The meat flesh enveloped the room, closing every crevice it had, preventing any sound from leaking outside.
Even when he had done nothing, the girl's body had heated as they knew this was the signal. Even Rebecca's face had flushed. She took a few deep breaths as she removed her shoes and panties and sat on one of the flesh beds. Elysia took a seat beside her.
"Master…❤" Nana threw away her clothes without abandon. Her body was already pressed against one of the meat sticks while Cecile merely waited like an obedient dog. She sat as her breathing grew ragged on her own. Her face flushed.
"Master…❤ hurry…❤" Nana said as she hugged him. Hiro plopped his tentacle inside her mouth, shutting her up. How dare his girls make demands of him? She was his girl, not vice versa. It should be he who controlled when she could cum. Hiro gave her a new training course. She needed to be disciplined.
Meanwhile, Cecile was trembling like a newborn fawn on the floor. She was already in a trance as pleasure filled her. Hiro hadn't done anything to her, but her pleasure gauge had been rising and rising as if he had molested her body. She was still clothed but if Hiro let her like this, she would cum even without any input. She might cum just because she was looking and projecting what was being done to Nana onto herself.
That would be amazing in itself, but Hiro wanted more control. This time, he wanted Rebecca to watch her. She was new to this. Since Nana was embarrassingly slutty, Hiro didn't want Rebecca and Elysia to learn from Nana. She wanted them to learn from Cecile.
Using his tentacles, Hiro undressed her. Cecile had become like a doll. She didn't resistor twitch as Hiro slid his tentacle inside her clothes when undressing her. Only when Hiro started massaging her breasts did she start to moan.
"Hah…❤ Hah…❤ Hn… It feels good, Hiro," Cecile licked Hiro's tentacle. Her eyes looked at the tentacle in a trance.
"Ahn!!" Cecile convulsed as Hiro jabbed his tentacle into her innermost flesh. She flailed while reaching her peak. Her body trembled, and liquid splashed from her honey pot.
Hiro stopped, letting her rest. He now focused on Rebecca. She was raring to go. In this kind of atmosphere, it was a matter of course. She wasn't completely out of it like Cecile, who had already forgotten her surroundings, but Hiro could tell she was aroused.
"W-w-wait…" Rebecca grabbed her dress but let go moments later. She trusted Hiro and let him do as he wished. She believed he would bring her greater pleasure.
Hiro slid his tentacle inside both of Rebecca's holes. He didn't forget to reduce the width. Rebecca didn't like huge cocks and intense play; it scared and terrified her. She preferred a slow and calm play where she was cooked slowly.
Despite not doing anything. Cecile's body heated up again. She pistoned her body against Hiro's tentacle. His tentacle was not sliding inside her. Hiro didn't give any stimulation to her, but Cecile's pleasure had reached another peak. Her body convulsed again. She had climaxed just from her imagination. Hiro was amazed. She had reached a realm of sensitivity above Nana.
Hiro bound her tighter. Cecile's stats were way higher than Hiro even without the doping skill. But she didn't resist. She mentally couldn't. Hiro had trained her body not to resist. Her body learned that if she resisted, she would not get the pleasure she desperately desired.
"Ah!!" Rebecca's body jumped when Hiro accidentally bumped his tentacle to her sensitive spot inside her butthole. By rubbing both tentacles inside her vagina and anal, Rebecca had achieved a unique sexual pleasure. This path soon widened to other normal play like nipple play, normal sex, and anal. Hiro cheered as he had found Rebecca's fetish at last. Now that her body had accepted the pleasure, it was smooth sailing from here.
Elysia got eager. It was as if she had rediscovered her human side by experiencing this pleasure she could not achieve. As a lich, Hiro knew her sense of touch had died. She was grateful to Hiro, who had given her the chance to experience this pleasure again even when her body was but a skeleton. Just by looking at other girls moaning in pleasure, Elysia felt she was human again.
"Ah… No… Hn… that's it…" Rebecca moaned as she grinded her hip against the meat chair. She was shy before, always denying the pleasure from Hiro's tentacle. Now, she had learned to be more honest. She felt secure enough to let her inner feelings out without worry. Hiro then upped his play by slithering his tentacle to her small hills.
The fold of his meat flesh rubbed against the summit of her hills, sending waves of pleasure into her brain. Will Hiro let her come, or will he let her down so he can play with her some more? Unlike Cecile or Nana, Rebecca was one shotter. Once she climaxed, she refused to indulge in another sex. Once she cummed, she would usually hug Hiro as a pillow and let herself drift off to dreamland while the afterglow lingered. That's why Hiro was always hesitant to let Rebecca climax, because that would mean the end of the play.
"Ah! Unh!. Hiro… I am cumming. Cuumming…" Hiro let Rebecca climax. He had never tried climax denial play with her in fear of losing her trust. As he intensified his thrust, Rebecca soon reached the peak. Her body convulsed. Her mind was painted white before the afterglow began to set in.
Rebecca was out of the count. Hiro now homed in on Cecile once more. It was a minute movement, but he had detected Cecile churning her hip on Hiro's tentacle.
Feeling naughty, Hiro lashed his tentacle onto her supple breast. Whipping her. He believed he had given too much carrot. Now for the stick.
"Hieek! I am sorry! I am sorry!" Cecile convulsed. That single whip had sent her into climax. Her pussy had squirted a tide. But she couldn't enjoy the pleasure because Hiro's whip had startled her. Hiro grinned. He then raised her body, put her in a doggy position.
This was the least of her preferred positions. Cecile loved the classic missionary position more. But if Hiro went right into her favourite position. She would climax uncontrollably. He wanted to ease her into it. Slowly, as usual. The day is still long. He had until tomorrow.
"Ah… Ah… Good. Mas… Hiek!! Sorry. Hiro…" Hiro slapped her butt when Cecile tried to utter the word master. Her submissive heart wanted to call him that, but since he didn't allow it, she couldn't. Without a clear hierarchy, Cecile felt lost.
"Ah!! Cumming. Cumming?" Hiro changed her into a seating position. Since her eyes were closed, the sudden stop of stimulation and changes in balance threw her out of the pleasure loop. After a few seconds, Hiro continued the stimulation. Rope-like tentacles bound her massive hills, kneading her breasts like a dough. The tip of his tentacle aroused her nipple.
Down below, Hiro massaged her stomach while sliding his tentacle in and out of her honeypot. The smooth tentacle slid easily, giving Cecile pleasure. Despite the slow and gradual play in an uncomfortable position, pleasure still built up and Cecile approached her peak.
The pleasure built up. As she was reaching the peak, Hiro stopped again. This time, Hiro laid her on her stomach. New sensations and changes in balance threw her out of the loop again. But when the familiar tentacle kept pistoning her, she was thrown back in the loop of pleasure.
Cecile felt her back tickling. The thin flagella of his tentacle glide across her back from her nape to her butt. Cecile had given up. She now felt anything Hiro did to her as pleasure. She soon approached the peak once more.
This time, she knew Hiro would stop again. True to her instinct, Hiro stopped and put her in the missionary position. When the soft flesh pressed on her back, she knew she would cum this time. Her body tensed as her vagina constricted Hiro's tentacle like a vice.
Hiro no longer held back. His tentacle grew bumps on its side. Some grew short hooks, intending to rub against Cecile's G-spot.
As he thrust, Cecile's consciousness flickered.
"Ah! Ah! This time. This time. AhhH! Cummingg cumming!!" Cecile's body jumped. Love nectar splashed from it. Her mind flashed white as her consciousness faded.
Hiro let her rest and caressed her head, letting her indulge in the afterglow of her climax.
The day is still long, but humans could not have sex all day. They needed rest, food, and water.
This is not the end. This was merely a recess before round two. They still had time until tomorrow. He wanted to play with her girl until then, satisfying all of their desires.