Chapter 1151 – Conquering Dayjob


    John woke up in his bed, in complete security, in a pile of messy women. They had ended yesterday’s orgy in the bedroom. An unwise decision, usually they got the majority of their energy out in the hours before bedtime, petered out in the showers, and only did quickies and little loving touches at the end. After returning from the Iron Domain, need had been high, however. Additionally, Lydia was under time pressure and Lorelei was still highly interesting due to how new she was. The orgy had kickstarted in the shower and continued from there.


    Now John paid the price. When he moved, he felt his skin unstick from that of those that laid on top of him. Dried sweat and sexual fluids had formed scents and crusts that were displeasing to John’s senses. The sheets were thankfully clean, the majority of the mess that cum and squirt had made of it had been cleaned by enchantments overnight.


    As unappetizing as the aftermath of sex could be, John was willing to deal with this much for the memories of the previous night. To say he had wrecked them one after the other would have been an understatement of the absolute state of their ecstasy. He had gone to sleep last, successfully fucking every last one of his women into either a state of or near passing out.


    Beyond the mess, smell and the dried fluids, the sight he was greeted with was intensely sexual as well. The naked members of his harem were sprawled out, many of them still in some minor bondage.


    “Finally,” the voice of the only woman already awake reached John. He hadn’t taken out his contact lenses, so his gaze directly fell on Nathalia, crawling on top of him. “I require more!” she moaned, instantly straddling his cock. The hungry eyes of the dragoness allowed no backtalk. Her pussy was dripping wet, truly demanding a continuation of last night.


    John wouldn’t have been able to keep himself a nymphomaniac like her, had he been one to forego such a demand. “Go ahead,” he allowed her with a smirk. Nathalia grinned back approvingly at her chosen mate. A plunge later, her lips spread in an O-shape instead.


    “AAaaaah!” she moaned loudly. Immediately picking up the pace, she slammed down on the Gamer with enough force to make even the specially made bed creak. One of her tits bounced deliciously, while she pinched the hard nipple of the other between her fingers. She twisted the dark crown of her jiggly, brown breasts, her hourglass form moved up and down, and her left rubbed her clit while she recklessly rode to orgasm.


    Obviously, the rest of the harem stirred from their slumber in response to this ecstasy. Only Lydia, who had left halfway through yesterday’s program, was missing. Everyone else started masturbating upon seeing their man getting ridden by the redheaded goddess. All of them were too lazy to do more movement than was required to get a better viewing angle. Notably, this left Lorelei, who was still wearing a harness that confined her arms behind her back, from yesterday, unable to do anything but squirm.


    Quick to release first thing in the morning, John pumped a load into Nathalia. The dragoness didn’t stop moving, respecting neither his orgasms nor her own. Fully indulging in her Libido, Nathalia bounced and bounced on his cock, seeking greater heights and finding them. Even when her eyes rolled up and her tongue lolled out, she kept moving. “Shooo gooood,” she slurred, her quivering quim squirting with each cumshot filling her.


    After about twenty minutes and four loads, the gaps between them increasing, Nathalia finally collapsed again. By that point, all of the haremettes had made themselves orgasm at least once as well. Still, save for Lorelei, who was panting with need.


    “Wait for me in the showers,” John ordered. “Keep each other ready.”


    The sexual command did its work to take them out of their lazy self-pleasuring and move them towards the showers. Even Nathalia managed to go, albeit she needed a smack on the bubble butt before she snapped out of her post-orgasmic haze. Only he and Lorelei were left behind.


    Although the seer did attempt to follow the command, she was unfamiliar on how to move without her arms. In a less distracted state of mind, she may have managed to follow the other haremettes swiftly. Quivering and glancing at his cock, she was too sluggish to keep up. In time, she would follow. If John let her, that was.


    Grabbing Lorelei by the harness, he tossed her back down on the mattress just after she had managed to sit upright. “M-master?” she stammered in anticipation, then cried sharply, “AH!” when he smacked her ass.@@@@


    When he straddled over her thighs, the seer raised her butt for easy access, showing her wet and willing pussy. “Truly a natural sex slave,” he complimented her, before pushing into her. Buckling under him, the seer strained against her bondage from the surge of pleasure. The Gamer pinned her down by the back of her neck. “Ready to be a cocksleeve?”


    “I’m only what you wish to use!” Lorelei cried, the self-humiliation making her pussy twitch. While John would have greatly enjoyed demeaning the messy-haired seer further, he had an even greater urge to pump her full of his seed.


    At a rapid pace, he thrust in and out of her tight pussy. Two days ago she had been a virgin, already then she had been a submissive to the core. Now she screamed loudly, knowing that only her sisters in love would hear her cries, while he fucked her. Although he was focused on the rough treatment, he did also closely observe her reactions. Lorelei was adjusting rapidly and continued writhing throughout the multiple orgasms, never losing her energy. Even after ten minutes of constant, rapid ravaging of her cunt, she was still screaming. When he came balls-deep inside, that finally silenced her for the duration of her bliss.


    It felt incredible to start the day with five orgasms, especially when the process created a new stain on the magically cleaned sheets. With each spurt of semen filling her pussy, Lorelei soiled the bed with another gush of pussy juice. John kept her pinned down, the absolute dominance he had over her making each surge of lust feel that much more satisfying.


    When he pulled out of Lorelei and away from her jittering butt, he wondered if he had overdone it. Lorelei suddenly snapped for air, like someone about to drown, and pushed it back out with a final moan. Afterwards, she breathed intensely, trying her best to stay in control. “You’re doing pretty well,” John complimented her.


    “Thank you... Master...”


    “I don’t think innocent women demand their partners stare at three other women sucking them off,” John remarked, but did as she wanted. “Hard to gauge when I should open my mouth for you without looking though.”


    “I... you... you’re such an asshole!” she declared, then suddenly went silent. John was about to check what she had decided to do, when he was grabbed and suddenly pulled into a kiss. Scrambled egg with bacon bits was transferred from one mouth to the other, seasoned with her sweet saliva. John hadn’t thought anyone could come up with a new idea to make his breakfast even more enjoyable, but here he was, getting mouth-to-mouth fed by a bashful fairy.


    Not to be outdone, Aclysia was already coming in from the other side, taking Momo’s place the second there was no more egg for her eager tongue to push across. Rather than give him a second mouthful of egg, the weaponized maid served him a refreshing taste of water. Meanwhile, Beatrice got behind him and started rubbing his shoulders.


    Triple service above, triple service below, he came several times over the course of the breakfast, delaying any further conversation until Scarlett was back in her chair and his plate was empty. Aclysia and Beatrice made up for having arrived late by their Master’s side by pulling their chairs next to his and hugging his side. Momo stood behind him and embraced his head. Petite or not, a chest was always excellent head support.


    “Careful, I might start thinking you like me or something,” he warned her.


    “...Would that be so bad?”


    Two chairs over, Rave cried out, “Can ya stop being such an adorable tsundere?”


    “Shut it! I hate you!” Momo responded with a differently worded ‘No’.


    The Gamer cleared his throat. Still getting serviced by the two blondes, he was regardless ready to resume the conversation. “So, you were still compiling data?”


    After she had washed down the energizing cum with the cup of lukewarm coffee, Scarlett said, “This is why I hate analogue. Finding the books is a pain, then you need to find all the right pages, and then you need to write all that shit down. Would be easier if Lorelei could at least read all of the pages simultaneously.”


    “Can we talk about that?” Rave asked suddenly. “How do ya even read? Or watch screens?”


    “I just perceive their surfaces in a way similar to yours. My second sight is different, though what I get out of them is practically the same.”


    “But ya don’t need to look directly at them, right?”


    “No, sister. I am incapable of reading closed books because the ink is too densely packed, making it impossible for me to discern single letters. I require the pages to be revealed to the open air.”


    “Technical aspects aside, I hope you find something,” John said.


    “As do I hope your exploits in this Iron Domain will find great success and the cure for the innocent life,” Lorelei responded. “May the Lady bless your Adventure... and may it be swift, for I yearn to learn of you beyond this room, my beloved Master.”


    “Yeah, I’ll take you out on a date as soon as this is over,” John promised.


    His thoughts turned to the Adventure. Just considering what he would do there next was a special flavour of surreal. In this room, there was nothing but pleasure, the amusement of banter, the warmth of honest feelings, and the enjoyment of physical closeness. Down a hallway, up some stairs, and through a door lay a dystopia that John was both aiming to fix and use to gather a resource of immense power.


    There was always an odd separation between his daily life and the Instant Dungeons, but now that the Kingdom was real and he assumed he couldn’t take care of this in a few days, that difference was more starkly apparent.


    Oddity didn’t change what he wanted to do, though.