Tomboy Island

Immediately after he had spoken, Alex extended his newfound semen-dispenser demon powers into the network of souls that was his harem. They would have felt a little tingling first, a sensation that they could have recoiled from. None did and so the moans of the branding soon echoed in the bedroom.

Tomboys tall and short collapsed where they stood. Pure pleasure was scorching their souls with submissive delight. Even as the many shapes of their Master’s brand manifested on the skin above their wombs, they were subject to his new influences. Eyes went from wide to rolled up as sensitivity was driven to its maximum.

While most of the harem of submissive tomboys writhed in the sheets, struggling not to touch themselves without his permission, the trio that had accompanied him over the day were just lucid enough to still act.

Just walking up to him made Tess and Selana moan loudly. Thick thighs brushing against their cunts, they managed to retain their balance just long enough to fall against him. The moment their huge tits squished against him, they came. His body heat against their now hyper-sensitive nipples was enough.

Charlotte took one more step, seemingly ready to fall to her knees in front of him and worship his cock. “No,” he said and grabbed her by the waist. The French tomboy just moaned, the multiplied arousal she experienced too much for her to be anything but putty in his hands. “I’ve had enough of your throat for now.”

On their own, those words were denial. Combined with the grip he had on her hips, another meaning was made clear. Alex picked the bottom-heavy swimmer up with the same ease with which he wielded his new sword. What challenge was lifting a sex slave for a Titans’ descendant?

“Fuck!” Charlotte shouted once she had been raised to the height of his cock. It was not a word, just a word-shaped exclamation of a woman in heat. His superhuman grip kept her secure in the air, her impressive core strength doing the rest to make her a gorgeous example of trained female physique. The sculpted peeks and valleys of her midriff and the shape of her thighs were a fruit of her efforts. The excessive drooling her of her cunt was a manifestation of instincts as animalistic as the extra pair of ears growing from her brown head.

Alex thrust against her. His cock was as hard as granite as it glided over the swollen mons of the French cocksleeve. Repeating the gesture a few times, he coated the underside of his cock in the slick mixture of pussy juices and drooling precum. The sex slave let out eager grunts. Mouth agape, she grinned when he pulled back a little further and aligned himself properly.

The shapely breasts of the swimmer bounced when he impaled her harshly. Charlotte’s cunt was still stretched from the many times he had used her over the course of the day, especially the last four hours. That her walls still remembered his shape and that his seed was still sloshing around in her womb made her the perfect appetizer while he waited for everyone else to acclimatize to the additional control he now had over their bodies.

‘But why limit myself to one hole?’ Alex asked himself. “Selana, Tess, Kneel.”

Slurred noises came from their lips. Graciously interpreted, they could have meant ‘Yes, Master’ The two cocksleeves dropped into the sheets and crawled to their Master’s front, while he adjusted the grip he had on Charlotte.

The French swimmer was pulled towards his chest. By instinct, she wrapped her arms around his neck once he was in range. Eyes glassy with heat, she gazed up. Her open mouth was an invitation, her outstretched tongue and heavy panting a plea. Alex was gracious enough to lower his head and find her lips in a deep kiss.

Alex’ thumbs touched just above her navel. Tongues whirled while he was making her bounce on his cock with heavy thrusts and the might of his arms. At times, it outright looked like Charlotte was flying. The intensity was too much and she threw her head back, breaking the kiss.

Somehow, Charlotte had made it so far without orgasming. The female body was a mystery sometimes. Whether it was a psychological blocker or a mere happenstance of hyper-sensitivity having odd side effects, she had not climaxed - until that second. When Alex next made her plunge down on his cock, all of the pleasure that had been building up manifested in a cock-clenching climax, forcing Alex to stop as she squirted all over their joined sexes.

While the bliss was melting Charlotte’s brain, Alex adjusted his grip. Two full heads taller than her and imbued with powers that made physics a flexible matter, he could easily keep her up with one hand. More than that, he could lift her by the hips.

Pussy juice was still raining down in ecstatic gushes when Alex slipped out of her. His free hand found a good place to rest on Selana’s head. The cow woman outright shouted in pleasure upon being grabbed harshly. Following screams were muffled by the hard cock that filled her throat.

Selana was his fuck hole of choice for no more and no less than a minute of merciless use. He did not let her breath. An athlete like her could hold her breath and a natural comfort hole certainly knew to subordinate the need for air to the need to please. Proof of that was found in the hungry gasp the twitching cocksleeve let out when he did leave her throat. Her mouth remained agape to immediately be used again. Thick drops of drool mixed with precum fell on her fat tits.

Charlotte had mostly stopped twitching. The orgasm that had hit her was out of the mundane realm and in whatever world they now dwelled in. Spearing her stretched quim, he aimed to do it to her all over again.

Just watching him pound her standing made the other women in the room moan. Every time the titan of a man made the normally sized woman bounce, the clap echoed in the entire room. There was no second explosive orgasm. The dam had been broken. Charlotte was gushing constantly. Every plunge was another peak in her journey through the valley of consensual slavery.

A second smack joined the regular rhythm. The empty hand spanked Charlotte’s plump rear. The bottom-heavy sex toy screamed in delight at the abuse of her jiggling rear. Ten harsh spanks and Alex pushed her back up to that absurd and gorgeous level of pure ecstasy that made every muscle in her body tense and her eyelids flutter.

Grasping her ass with the spanking hand, he lifted her between the convulsions of her glove-tight cunt. His cock slipped out and smacked down straight onto the ready face of Tess. The angel had put herself in the proper position: on her knees. She was swiftly rewarded by having her silky black hair bunched up in his tight fist.

“Good fucking girls,” Alex grunted, his domineering attitude heightened by the sweet pheromones in the air. He stuffed his cock down the goth woman’s throat, treating the depths of her upper hole the same way a CEO did his personal parking spot. Using her without a second thought, he pounded and pounded and she was ecstatic about it. Lips were tight, her throat vibrated with constant moans. She was climaxing, just as Selana had been climaxing. His magic worked fast at making their throats more sexually sensitive.

Slipping out of her as soon as Charlotte had calmed again, Alex impaled his private slut for the third and last time. His cum was urging to be released and the rest of his harem was writhing in need for his attention. It would have been cruel to use more of his time and cum on the three women that had spent the whole day with him.

Charlotte was made to bounce for another half minute, before Alex could hold on no longer. No further was needed either. The French tomboy was in a mindbroken state of total submission. She barely possessed the tension to keep holding onto him. A cumdump was truly all she was at that moment. The last remnants of her energy were summoned when the first spurt of seed filled her.

Toes curling, back arching, she hung from Alex’ neck like a ship’s figurehead. For three whole seconds, she was just that rigid, before the trembles started. Trembles turned into intense waves of relaxation and renewed tension. All the while, spurt for spurt, his seed pumped into her depths. Lavishing tongues worshiped the tensing sack.

Alex pulled out of the vixen just after the main course of his climax had finished. His cock and the semen still in the shaft were for Tess and Selana to clean up and enjoy. Holding onto Charlotte, the man of the island and Master of the harem let his eyes drift across the women around him.

It was time to demonstrate the throat-adjusting effects of his cum to the rest of the harem. ‘Who gets to be the lucky submissive to swallow a few loads?’ he asked himself, then chuckled at the statement. ‘Not a hint of irony in that thought… God, I do love what this island has done for me.’

Picking one of the women that already loved sucking cock would have been redundant. Simultaneously, using one of his sex slaves that had no experience and little enthusiasm would have dragged the example out too much. He needed a middleground and that middleground he found in the attractive form of the cat-eared climber.

“Valeria, over here.” His order reached the half-black Latina and made her tremble. Before she had been claimed by him, the climber had been a high-functioning nymphomaniac. Now she was was a high-functioning nymphomaniac that had her sensitive multiplied several times over. All of her stoic attitude was melted away and left behind a set of holes eager to live out the kinks that complimented his own so well. “I’ll use your throat to relieve myself a couple of times. You do not mind, do you?”

“Never, Master,” Valeria answered directly, although without the expected swoon. She was happy to be his cocksleeve, but would have preferred getting her cunt stuffed. She did not know what was in store for her. That was part of why he had chosen her. Another was that he was getting a grasp on what kinks his women had beyond the shared submissive masochistic baseline.

“Everyone watch this carefully!” Alex announced. The order changed little about the dynamics in the bedroom, but it made Valeria’s breath hitch for a short moment. The exhibitionist tendencies were practically written on her face.

The red lips of the dark brown woman parted as his cock approached. Tess and Selana had shuffled to the side, watching with knowing glee when the Master of the harem helped himself to the olympic climber’s throat. His large hands held the tall woman’s head between them. Short, soft hair was pressed under his grasping palms.

The harsh grasp and universal attention made Valeria purr. Literally, the cat-eared woman purred, creating vibrations around Alex’s cock that went beyond that of simple moans. ‘Fuck, I want to just stay in that throat,’ he thought, barely holding himself back. He had chosen Valeria because she was middling both in terms of skill and enthusiasm when it came to giving him head. “Concentrate on making me cum,” he ordered.

Valeria nodded, picking up the pace from the usual. It was a mark of skill to draw out pleasure. Making a man cum quick was pretty easy. All Valeria had to do was focus on the sensitive glans with her tongue, while stroking his length with her hands.

Alex interrupted that service when it pleased him, fucking her face for as long and hard as she could take. It was never long or very hard. Valeria tried to take it, but her gag reflex was not yet so subdued that he could use her comfort hole like it was just a warm and wet sleeve.

Between her efforts and his use of her throat, he still reached the point of no return within a few minutes. Red lips wrapped tightly around the border between head and and shaft, she stroked his manhood so quickly her hand was a blur. A hard grunt escaped him just as the first spurt of thick cum entered Valeria’s mouth. “Swallow it all,” he pressed out mid-orgasm.

The permission granted, the sex slave gulped down his seed as it came - and so did she. The magic imbued in his cum gave the short-haired woman the orgasm she so desperately craved. Green eyes rolled up. She quivered all over. Obediently, she kept on swallowing. Her trembling hand kept on working on work every drop out of him.

As soon as her aftershocks were starting to fade, Alex forced his cock down her throat again. Valeria’s surprise was muffled by the girthy rod stretching her throat. One of his big hands on the back of her head, he kept her pinned down for a few seconds longer than he would have previously dared. When he gave her the space to retreat, she did so with diminished hurry.

But hurry there still was. Valeria pulled back from his cock panting heavily. She coughed. Thick, gooey strands connected his cock with her red lips. She caught her breath. “What…?” she started to ask, then shook her head. A good girl like her knew to keep questions for after she had fulfilled her Master’s order. She was to be his relief tool for several loads and she had only gotten one so far.

Valeria wrapped her full lips around his cock again and went down. A curiosity lay in the way she took him down to the base. Eyelids fluttered as pleasure hit her. Alex knew that it was more than the remaining taste of his seed that was stimulating her now.

Leveraging his grip on her head again, their previous game was repeated. For short stretches, he used her throat as he pleased. When her gag reflex inevitably kicked in, he let her worship the head of his cock and stroke the shaft. Valeria was getting better at as he watched. Not a huge surprise, she was getting dedicated time to train and to prove that she was a good submissive under the eyes of the entire rest of the harem.

Alex was thrusting in and out of her mouth again when it happened. Valeria’s body twitched occasionally, then suddenly seized up entirely. Large breasts swaying, wide hips wiggling, the dark-skinned cocksleeve came where she knelt. Her hands grasped at nothing. Fingers wiggled in the air, lending no stimulation to her other than the cock that was gliding in and out of her throat.

The sign of change made Alex grin and put him right up to the edge of his next release. Pulling back until he was almost out of her, he repeated his earlier order. “Swallow it all!”

The three words reminded Valeria of her duties as relief tool. Despite her orgasmic quivers, she managed to grasp his manhood and feverishly stroke him. Her tongue circled pleasurably around the engorged head of his cock, coaxing more and more cum out of him. His seed fuelled the continuation of her climax, making her eyelids flutter while she swallowed every last drop.

When Alex thrust into her throat again, the aftershocks that had begun to ebb away came back with a blissful vengeance. There was no surprise in her moan that time, only pleasure. Hard and fast, Alex pounded her face, only stopping and pulling out when the twitching of her throat took on that urgent character.

Valeria did not let him pop out of her lips. Her nostrils flared. Lungs pumped air in and out. After just a few breaths, she had steadied herself again enough to go down again. She took him all the way into her throat once more. The tip of her nose pressed into his groin. She moaned intensely, moving her head in tiny circle. His hard rod rubbed up against her tight, wet, hot walls. She was purring throughout all of it.

There was a limit to it. Valeria glided up. She paid close attention to his head again. As soon as she had somewhat stabilized, Alex took charge again, thrusting into the depths of the comfort hole. He was truly fucking her face now. Every time he plunged into her, his balls audibly smacked against her chin.

When she reached the limit of what she could take, he pulled back again. She stopped shortly, then did what he had done to her to herself. She was craving his cock in her throat now, lusting for it. Before she had swallowed the first load less than a fourth of the time had been spent with his cock in her throat. Before she had swallowed the second load, it had been less than half. Now, whether it was because he was fucking her face or because she sucked him in as deep as he could go, he was causing her neck to bulge two-thirds of the time.

And Valeria came.

Two times while his cock was in the depths of her upper hole, the sex slave’s body tensed up. She could barely do more than bob during those stretches, losing the majority if not all of her motor control. Each was an orgasm every bit as genuine as her getting pounded into the white sheets.

Alex was moving with the intent of another swift release. His blessed balls only aided in that endeavor. That his blessing to have never ending seed was angelic in nature had delightfully no consequences whatsoever, despite this new boon stemming from a demon’s bloodline. Whatever the origin, the powers were his and he eagerly spread them to his submissives.

“Swallow - it - all!” he roared, pumping another load into Valeria’s mouth. The cocksleeve did. His sacred seed spurred on the sixth orgasm she had gotten since he had started using her and only half of them had been caused in that manner. A ratio that would drop further.

This time Alex did not wait for Valeria’s aftershocks to stop. He hammered back into her. He did not stay in the depths of her throat either. Instead, he immediately pulled back and slammed back in. Over and over again he repeated this, truly fucking Valeria’s face now until her muffled moans became a silent scream and she squirted. Under the eyes of the entire harem, the previously mediocre cocksucker squirted from having her mouth used like a cunt by the one and only dom of the harem.

There was still a gag reflex there. It was greatly diminished now that her throat was this sensitive to pleasure. The positive stimulation overpowered the obstructive impulse. A couple more loads and Valeria’s growing skill would do the rest.

While giving the comfort hole a moment to catch her breath and ride out of her pussy-gushing climax, Alex explained what had happened. “One of my new blessings is that of an incubus. Every time you swallow my cum, your throat will get more sensitive.” He let his gaze wander over all of his sex slaves, diminishing the effect of the womb tattoo for long enough that his words could sink into their minds. “In just a few days time, all of you will be just as eager to serve me with your comfort holes as you are to get fucked.”

There was one woman in the room that found that news particularly exciting.

“Cum down my throat right now, Master!” Blair declared and crawled over. The premiere cumslut of the harem was ready to defend her title - or she was just proving that she was never going to lose it even if everyone else caught up to her. “Use my throat, train my throat, fill me with your delicious cum!”

Hearing the red-skinned redhead talk like that made Alex hum in satisfaction. “Astrid, be a good girl and join us!” he called out to the blonde fairy.

“Yes, Master!” she answered enthusiastically.

Just a few moments later, Alex’ cock was at the receiving end of a triple blowjob. He treated himself to the visual feast of their tongues gliding over his shaft. Velvety lips caressed his sack, sucking gently and kissing the still full storage of seed. There was plenty left to give. He had never felt mightier in his life. How could he have, when he had never been such a towering titan before?

He used Valeria first again, pounding her face to really showcase that he meant what he said. Then, he let Blair suck his cock. The cumslut was already perfectly capable of orgasming from the act, especially with her sensitivity cranked up to a supernatural degree. The desire for more was written all over her face. Similarly, Astrid, who struggled to take his cock down her throat, desired absolutely to be the kind of cocksleeve Alex loved the most.

“I want all of you to love sucking my cock as much as I love watching you do it,” he announced to his harem. “There’s no better blowjob that one that makes my sex slaves feel even better than me.”

The announcement caused collective swooning by the incredibly aroused harem. “It was in that moment that we all, once more, collective realized that he was our Master not because he was tall and handsome and strong and powerful and a whole host of other things. That he was all of those things certainly helped, they helped a lot, and we knew that he would not have been our Master without at least a few of them. Above all, the reason why we loved to submit to him, was that he made submitting so easy. There was no worry he would exploit the trust and power we gave him, because he only ever care to make us sex slaves.”

Ashley rambled down the entire paragraph she was formulating in her head. Even when he stared directly into her dark eyes, she kept on talking. The petite Asian woman was just too turned on to care.

Alex wanted to exploit that fact.

First, he finished up with the triple blowjob. A short affair in principle but a lengthy one in fact. Blair and Astrid each deserved their own load to experience the changes firsthand and giving it to them took some time. It did not stay at one either. Alex trained their throats one after another, until he could face fuck the three interchangeably.

By the end, Astrid was a wonderful throat fuck, Valeria was almost as much of a cumslut as Blair had started as, and Blair herself was just… insatiable. Alex borderline had to fight to let the true cumslut breathe when he was pounding her face.

“I loooooove youuuuuuu,” the fiery redhead slurred, utterly cockdrunk, after he popped out of her mouth.

“I love you too,” Alex told her with a honest smile, then gave her a gentle shove. She fell over, joining Valeria and Astrid on the bed. All three had their throats pounded to enough orgasm to put them out of commission for the orgy.

And Alex still had most of his harem to please.

“I will train all of your throats in the coming days,” he promised. “A change of pace though. Everyone but Ashley, I want you to line up on all fours. Present your gorgeous asses to me.”

That order went out to nine haremettes.Janette, Yahui, Sara, Jane, Kiara, Amethyst, Sofia, Niara and Evelyn ended up ass to ass. Individual size differences were fascinatingly made a non-factor by the mattress shifting underneath them, raising them up so their rears form a line at the height of Alex’ crotch.

‘Convenient,’ the titanic man thought as he got behind Janette. The dryad wiggled her rear, an invitation to ignore. His hard cock pushed into her eager folds, making her squirt on entrance. ‘It makes things almost too easy,’ Alex thought with a smile, feeling the hyper-sensitive cunt clench around his cock. ‘Two minutes each at a maximum before I pound their brains out. I’ll use this more sparingly in the future.’ “Ashley, I want you to describe intimately what you see while I fuck your fellow sex slaves silly. Tell us all what is going into that book of yours.”

“Oh yes!” Ashley blushed, a part of her still lucid enough to be shy. Her mouth was already running though. “Janette was usually such a cold and competitive woman that I could never quite believe just how happy she looked when Master pounded her. Any form of abrasiveness melted off her face and she just became like the rest of us: a totally horny cunt, ready to be fulled up by Master.

“Yahui… Yahui was grace. Balanced steps and fluid motions, an embodiment of cat-like certainty in every step. I remembered the day I first watched her perform clearly. It was a mesmerizing display of confidence. Watching such a woman find her place in animalistic ecstasy made my pussy run like a waterfall - if you pardon my French.

“I always thought of Sara as a bit of a kindred soul. Shy, yet focused on her work. As a tennis played, she was a bit out of her depth in this environment. Not as much as me though. Unlike me, she was athletic, and her skill at handling balls translated very well to having her fat ass clapped by our shared Owner.

“Whenever I watched Jane getting pounded by Alex, our beloved Master, I felt a silly bit of envy. The arched, now an elven archer, was always the serious sort, yet had such a beautiful relationship with him even before they had met not as friends but as lovers on this island. More than the envy for their relationship. I had an envy for her red hair and wide hips though.

“Kiara… oh, fuck, Kiara. What a gorgeous smug, sassy short bitch. I use bitch as a compliment, I really, really do. I suppose brat would be even more appropriate though, considering all of her compliments are just so that Master pounds her even harder. Watching her eyes roll up in her head while he spanks her obscenely large ass is just the best. Master knows how to treat us and that shortstack had my height and enough squish for the two of us. Maybe that was why I was so mousey? Pun intended.

“Amethyst, Master’s contracted nature spirit, was the newest in the harem and the oddest out of all of us. Granted, I have seen enough hentai to love where all of this was going. He pounded her from behind, making her scream like all the others before. Thrust for thrust, she’s losing her vocabulary until the only thoughts that remain are ‘cock’ and ‘Master’. He has a talent to make us relax to that point, to make our brains swim in nothing but endorphins.

“Braver than I could ever be, Sofia confessed to wanting to be Master’ sex slave of her own volition. Oh, how he spoils her for it. His hand grabs her brown hair from behind and pulls, while he hammers away at her. She looks tiny. It’s not that she’s short like me, it’s just that our Master is that much of a man. It's written on her face and clear in every note of the melody of her orgasmic screams that her only regret in life is that she did not become a set of holes for him earlier. There is no woman in the room that thinks otherwise.

“Truth be told, I know little about Naira. I try to entangle her in conversations regularly and it scarcely works. Not much of a talker. Not much a screamer either. Out of all of the cunts our Owner slated his endless lust with, she was the quietest. Her body said it all though. Those wiry muscles under her desert-made skin shifted while her petite breasts tried to ripple half as much as her fat ass did.

“Last and definitely not least in the line was Evelyn. Eight women laid, top down and bottoms up, in the bed, twitching and giggling like the cockdrunk sluts that they were. Our haughty dragon lady could be arrogant, but that arrogance was founded in something. Rarely had I ever seen such a perfect body. Every bit of her was taut. Her tits seemed to defy gravity and her ass was to die for. She was the image of an Olympian sculpted from chocolate - and now she was just another tool for Alex to use. His thrusts just did not stop. Her brown eyes rolled up, her tongue lolled out and he just used her until the repeated orgasms fried her brain for the night.

“I knew the feeling well. The haze in which everything remembered was a bit blurry but steeped in pure delight. Cock drunk was an improper title for it. No alcohol ever produced a high that good. Being mind broken by a dom like that was the purest form of wonder. Before long, Master had hammered every last woman in the room into that state. In less then twenty minutes, he had reduced the whole row of nine into his well-used cocksleeves and that left… only me to…”

Alex had his hand under the small of the mouse girls back. Effortlessly he lifted her up and placed her underneath him, his hard cock, twitching ready to release his load deep inside the report. “Only you to… what, sex slave?”

“...to be pounded until I forgot any words besides ‘cock’ and ‘Master’,” Ashley sighed the finish of her literary report.

Then, her Master slammed into her.

Ashley screamed in pure pleasure. Waiting had been kind to her, voyeuristic as the small Asian woman was. Just pushing into her made her squirt. She was on her third consecutive orgasm when he was just halfway inside. Pushing deeper into her was a careful affair. His cock was huge and she was tiny. Had it not been for the magic in her body, he would have never shoved his full length into her. When the tip of his cock met her cervix, usually an undesirable affair, Ashley shut down.

The little death claimed her, making her go limp. Alex wondered for two whole seconds if he had genuinely broken her this time, then she came back to with a desperate gasp for air and went right back to squirting all over their joined sexes.

Too needy to know more concern, Alex buried the small woman under his body. ‘I swear, the bigger I get, the better the mating press feels,’ the Titans’ descendant thought and mercilessly pounded the small woman into the soft floor. There was nothing else to do. Her shapely little ass rolled up under his pistoning hips, the adorable Asian woman did not even reach his collarbone.

“Master! Mhmmmaaaaaaashtaaaaaaaaahrrrrrrr….---- COOOooooo-o–o—ck!” she cried as she came again. The only breaks in her words were when she pressed hasty kisses onto his pectorals. Her hands explored every peak and valley of his toned form.

It felt good to be desired.

It felt even better to get his cock massaged by her gripping cunt.

The end was swiftly approaching. She was the last in a row of ten that he had been hammering like his life dependent on it. In a way it did, how could he keep this harem if he could not satisfy them all? With that on his mind, he gave Ashley everything he could. It did not matter that she was already an incoherent, blabbering mess. Every second he prolonged that state was a second that he could take pride in.

Then, his primitive needs took over. His plunges accelerated for three final thrusts and then he stopped, pressed up against the mouse woman’s little bottom. His balls tightened, seed rushed up his cock and, in a moment of pure satisfaction, pumped directly into the womb of the short sex slave.

Like that, they remained, joining in their motionlessness with the rest of the collapsed room. All there was, was the occasional twitch of his cock inside Ashley and her involuntary twitches. After half a minute, even that was over. He pulled out and rolled over.

Tess and Selana crawled towards him. “Mhm, I suppose-” he started, only for the angelic goth to put a finger on his lips.

“Shhh, Master, you’ve done your part,” she assured in a calm whisper.

“Yeah, we had our poundings today,” Selana agreed and wrapped her tits around his still hard cock. “We’re just here to serve you until this wonderfully hard thing goes down.”

Tess nodded and lied down next to him, making her huge tits his pillow. “So you just close your eyes and drift off, Master,” she told him.

Alex yawned and did as they suggested. His lids were heavy, falling shut swiftly. His body was heavy and he finally felt that as well. He had fought a lot that day, hadn’t he? His cock was heavy too, but the duo of soft bags of mankind's hopes and dreams alleviated that considerably.

“I love you,” he muttered in a trance, too horny to fall asleep and too tired to be awake.

“We love you too,” Tess answered, her gentle words underlined by the lewd, wet sounds of Selana sucking on the tip of his cock. Romance and eroticism transitioned without border in this chamber.

At some point, his consciousness drifted off into dreamland.