Miranda chase moved with liquid grace toward Devon, her steps light but purposeful across the bathroom's stone floor.
She gently grasped his arm, her ample breasts pressing softly against him in a way that sent a subtle thrill through his body,
'Damn she's Hot, I would hit that anytime.'
his bulging hardness was an evidence of the effect her touch delivered.
"My lord, you're hurt?" she asked, her voice laced with genuine concern as she inspected the gash.
Devon glanced at the wound, wincing slightly but shrugging it off. "It's not too big of a cut," he replied, his tone casual despite the ache.
She shook her head, her fingers lingering on his skin. "Still, we must take care of you.
You fought so well today, protected the manor with such bravery." Her lips curved into a smile that reached her eyes—soft, slow, entirely sincere. She urged him forward. "Come, let's get you into the tub."
He didn't object much, allowing her to lead him into the bathing chamber, where steam rose from the hot water like a welcoming mist.
As he settled in, a familiar chime echoed in his mind, the system's uninvited intrusion.
[Massive arousal detected]
[Caution! Only three sessions of intercourse are allowed]
[The gift of CELESTIAL ROD is required to exceed the chances]
[Quest for The Celestial Rod initiating…]
[58%…]
[Initiation complete…100%]
[New Quest: Ride to the town by noon tomorrow and meet your destiny]
'By Noon huh? Devon thought inwardly, a flicker of seriousness cutting through his haze of fatigue.
This just got real. Too bad my stupid memories haven't returned fully—if they had, I could've remembered this hot milf properly, i know she and I have a history, but I can't seem to get the full picture.' he mused inwardly.
Yet it didn't stop him from feeling completely at ease under her touch, as if her presence was a missing piece slotting back into place.
In the tub, Miranda began spreading the water over his body, her hands gliding with care.
The heat trickled across his skin, easing his stiff nerves like a gentle rain after battle.
Her glowing skin would banish the sincerity of her age, her curves radiant in the dim light kept Devon painfully erect, his body responding despite the exhaustion.
She turned to Valia, the young maid standing nearby with a vial in hand. "Valia, start applying the healing oil."
Valia lowered her gaze and moved without saying a word, dabbing the cool ointment onto his wound. The sudden sting made Devon flinch, a sharp jolt of pain radiating through his arm like fire meeting flesh, mixing frustration with the vulnerability of the moment—but Miranda was quick to soothe him.
She reached out, her hands rubbing his chest in slow, reassuring circles, sliding down to his thighs while deliberately skirting his erection, as if saving the best for last.
"Shh, it's okay, Devon," she murmured softly. "Let Valia tend to your wounds. And after…you will get a lot more."
'She calls me by my name? Devon wondered inwardly. Who is she to me, really? The question tugged at the edges of his fragmented memories.
Miranda smiled, that warm, knowing curve of her lips, and gently wrapped her hand around his titanic bulge, stroking it with deliberate slowness that sent sparks of pleasure through him.
Valia, meanwhile, reached for his left arm, submerging it deeper into the tub and applying more ointment. The sting flared again, a burning ache that twisted his features in a grimace of raw pain and restrained emotion, but he held still, his jaw clenched.
The sight of Miranda's full, voluptuous breasts was utterly captivating, drawing Devon's hand like a magnet. He reached out to touch one, and she smiled wider. "It's all yours, my lord." She leaned closer, guiding a nipple to his mouth, where he suckled gently, lost in the moment. With a subtle gesture, she signaled Valia to join them in the tub.
Valia slipped into the hot water, her petite form causing ripples that danced across the surface. She resumed stroking him, her breasts now wet and glistening, highlighting the firmness of her perky peaks.
Her free hand wandered between her own thighs, drawing out soft, breathy moans as she touched herself.
"My lord," she whispered, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson, "you are blessed with such a big dick. I would serve you with all my strength."
The system intruded once more, its messages flashing in Devon's vision.
[Valia]
[Lust increased by 10%]
[King Recognition Supremacy 80%]
[+60 Carnal points]
Devon pulled his mouth from Miranda's nipple and stood, water sluicing off his toned body. Miranda, the epitome of a sultry milf, pulled him into a deep kiss, their tongues entwining passionately before she drew back with a teasing smile. "I'll leave you two to it," she said, slipping out of the room with graceful poise.
Now alone with Valia, Devon lifted her petite body effortlessly, setting her on the edge of a nearby chair like a delicate prize.
His hands worked expertly on her pussy, fingers teasing and probing, building a rhythm that had her moaning loudly, the sounds echoing in the steamy chamber.
He roughly turned her into a doggy-style position, her body quaking with pleasure and urgent need.
Sharp spanks landed on her ass, the slaps punctuating his fingering, heightening her intoxication.
Valia was lost in it, calling out his name in a haze of ecstasy. "Lord Devon!" she screamed, her voice breaking with raw desire.
As she orgasmed, her body jerked violently, waves of release crashing over her. "My lord, ouuu, mmh mhhh, Lord Devon," she cried out softly, as though overtaken by some sudden rapture, her breaths coming in shuddering, euphoric gasps.
She turned to face him, smiling shyly as she stood, her legs still trembling. "Thank you, my lord. The others said you give great pleasure—now I can see that it's true. Please, allow me to return the favor."
In that moment, memories surged back to Devon, the screams he'd elicited from visiting nobles' daughters and their servants, the wild indulgences in fetishes with high-born women and eager maids. It all flooded in, clarifying the haze in his mind.
Valia gently led him to sit back on the cabinet. "Oh really?" Devon asked, a smirk playing on his lips. "Is that what they say about me?"
"Yes, my lord," she replied, her eyes wide with adoration.
"Good girl. Now that you've experienced it, you can—" But before he could finish, she took his dick into her mouth, making him gasp in shock, a sudden rush of warmth and sensation catching him off guard.
She started sucking, but hesitation showed; afraid of the full length, she pulled back, spitting on it to slick the tip.
She wasn't an expert, her efforts were earnest but clumsy, struggling to make it properly wet.
"Take the full length," Devon instructed, his hand holding her head as he thrust gently into her mouth, turning it into a tight, welcoming hole. She didn't salivate much, her lack of practice evident in the awkward rhythm.
Valia touched herself again, her moans vibrating around him, and finally begged, "Take me, Lord Devon. My womanhood is aching for your large length."
The system chimed in promptly.
[Caution! Only three sessions of intercourse are allowed]
[Would you like to proceed?]
Devon paused, recalling the system's earlier note: the higher the class of the woman, the more carnal points and rewards. But after a moment's thought, he decided against it. "Sorry, love," he said softly. "Not today."
Instead, he reached under the cabinet and pulled out an olisbo, a smooth, carved dildo.
He pulled her up, supporting her weight with his hand. "Kneel on all fours," he commanded, his tone firm and authoritative.
She complied, fidgeting in anticipation as he positioned himself behind her. "So you're being a good girl for your master?"
"Yes, i am."
Smack! "I didn't hear you." Smack!
"Yes master, yeeess." Her words stressed as the hard tool drilled into her pussy.
Her butt checks colored red from the sting.
That's good," he murmured, working the toy against her soaking clit before driving it into her wet hole with steady strokes, interspersed with spanks that made her gasp.
Smack! smack!
She tilted her head to face the man she has surrendered to, her Fridge bob dangled revealing a face void of pupils with a mouth unconsciously opened signifying the complete surrender to lust.
He held her hair, lifting her in an erect kneeling position. "Uuh." She muttered.
"Lye On your back." His tone was sharp giving her no room for thought.
Before she could obey, her grabs her neck, both kneeling. He delivers a deep kiss. "Who is your master?" He whispered in her ear.
"You aree." She muffled a reply.
"I said who is you, Smack! Master"
"Yoou lord Dev... ooooh." The sharp suckle of her bulging nipples made her scream in volcanic pleasure cutting her reply short.
Devon stroked hard as if a reward awaited him, rubbing her clit in a Rhythmic motion too fast for the dull eye. She yelped in ecstacy.
biting her lip, a quiet "mmh, mmmh." escaping as she caught her breath.
"Thank you, Lord Devon!" Her smile was subtle but her gaze. Her gaze didn't lie.
Tilting her body he layered a Job-well-done spank on her right butt cheek. Thwack!
"Good girl." He replied.
The system breach his thoughts.
[You have made Valia climax!!!.]
[Valia's King Recognition Supremacy is 100% +300 carnal points]
'Some Virgin I am, he pondered inwardly with a smirk across his face. Since The system wants to restrict me then I'll have to make the best out of it.'
As he shut the door behind him and the system erupted with more notifications.
[Congratulations, Valia is completely Yours!!!]
[She would go any length possible to please you!!!]
[Valia is completely Registered in the Harem!!!]
"Oh, ooh, oooh," Devon exclaimed, each word rising in pitch as the messages popped up, a grin spreading across his face signaling his pride.
[New Trait unlocked]
[Obsidian Dominatrix: Host would possess unnatural confidence when engaging in sexual relations]
[Finger Ninja: Host is capable of making a woman orgasm with his fingers. Caution! Doesn't work with all women]
"UuUh… Devon growled softly in pain. What the hell !" clutching his head as a sharp throb assaulted him.
He stumbled to the wall, biting back a shout. he had no intention of startling anyone, especially not his new harem member.
The pain was sharp, rising in intensity… then the system continued.
[Congratu….