Chapter 161: +18 Roxanne’s agreement, Mikasa’s climax. Morning update and plans.

You increase pressure gradually, sucking her nipple between your lips while dragging with your tongue.

"Please - I want - I need your mouth - lower - Master please -"

She's begging now, hips shifting restlessly, thighs pressing together. Mikasa watches with dark fascination, still riding you in slow measured strokes.

"Roxanne kiss me with your virgin pussy," you order, your voice carrying the command.

Roxanne's amber eyes widen. Her soft ears perk against her head - the instinctive response of a wolfkin receiving a direct order from her alpha. She crawls above you with careful steps.

"Yes, Master," she breathes.

Mikasa adjusts her position on your cock, slowing her rhythm to match what's about to happen. Her dark eyes watch Roxanne approach with predatory interest, hips rolling in lazy circles.

Roxanne climbs onto the bed, positioning herself above your face. Her thighs bracket your head as she lowers herself - the first time another person has touched her there. Her pussy is soaked, glistening folds swollen from thirty minutes of watching and needing. The scent of her arousal is thick, musky, distinctly animal beneath the sweetness.

Your tongue makes first contact - a single slow lick from her entrance to her clit. She gasps, her entire body jerking.

"Master - that's -"

Your hands find her hips, steadying her. Then they begin wandering - sliding up her sides, tracing the curve of her waist, feeling the soft skin of her stomach tremble beneath your fingertips. You cup her large breasts from below, lifting their weight, squeezing gently as your tongue works between her folds.

"Oh - oh - this one has never - no one has ever -"

Your tongue circles her clit slowly while your fingers brush across her nipples. She whimpers, her hips instinctively pressing downward against your mouth.

Mikasa matches Roxanne's breathing, her pace on your cock synchronized to the building rhythm. Shallow strokes, deep and slow, mirroring the careful pace of your tongue.

Your hands knead Roxanne's breasts firmly, fingers sinking into the soft flesh. She arches her back, pushing her chest into your grip while your tongue slides inside her entrance, tasting her virgin wetness directly.

"Master - this one - this one is -"

You suck her clit between your lips, licking slowly while squeezing her breasts harder. Her thighs clamp against your head, trembling violently. Her hands find your hair, fingers tangling desperately.

"Please - please - this one needs -"

You increase pressure, tongue working her swollen clit in tight circles while your hands roll her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Her breathing becomes ragged panting, hips grinding against your face without coordination.

Mikasa tightens around your cock, her own climax building as she watches Roxanne lose control above you.

"Master - this one is going to - this one -"

The orgasm crashes through Roxanne like a wave breaking. Her pussy pulses against your mouth in rapid contractions, slick wetness flooding your chin. Her back arches violently, breasts heaving in your grip as she cries out - a sound somewhere between a howl and a sob.

Her hips shiver uncontrollably as her body convulses through her first orgasm from another person's touch.

"Thank you - thank you Master - this one -"

You ease her down with gentle licks, hands softening on her breasts to tender caresses. She remains seated on your face, trembling, tail still swaying weakly as aftershocks ripple through her.

Mikasa climaxes silently on your cock, her walls clenching as she watches Roxanne's satisfaction.

Roxanne's thighs still tremble against your cheeks, her pussy slick and pulsing from her first orgasm. You keep your hands cradling her breasts, thumbs brushing her nipples gently as you speak from between her legs.

"Roxanne." Your voice is warm, unhurried. "The slavery contracts of your world - I don't think I can make those here without access to your status card."

Her amber eyes focus on you, still hazy from pleasure.

"Maria should have explained the option of a master-servant contract during your earlier tour," you continue, tongue tracing a lazy circle around her clit. "Would you like to accept being my servant? Bound till death?"

Roxanne's breath catches. Her mind clear enough to understand the similarity to her worlds slavery and the contract explained to her earlier.

"This one..." She swallows, her voice small and genuine. "This one would be honored, Master. Maria explained the contract. It is... more than this one deserves. More than any master has ever offered."

Her hands find your hair, fingers threading through it with surprising tenderness. "Yes. This one accepts. Willingly."

You guide her off your face gently, hands sliding from her breasts to her waist as she settles beside you on the bed. She curls against your side immediately, naked body pressing warm against your ribs, her tail fanning smooth like extra hair behind her.

You turn your attention to Mikasa. She's been waiting patiently, your cock still buried inside her from her slow strokes throughout Roxanne's turn. Her muscular thighs bracket your hips, dark eyes watching you with that intense focus.

You reach up, cupping her breasts in both hands. The firm muscle beneath the soft skin, nipples hard against your palms.

"Thank you for waiting, Mikasa."

She exhales slowly, her walls tightening around your shaft in acknowledgment.

"Now," you say, squeezing her breasts firmly, "I order my Mikasa to ride me to her pleasure."

Something shifts in her expression - the tension she's been holding releases all at once. Being ordered removes the last thread of restraint she'd been maintaining.

"Yes," she breathes.

Mikasa plants her hands on your chest and drives her hips down. Hard. Her muscular thighs flex as she takes your full length in one brutal stroke, pussy clenching tight around your cock. No hesitation, no buildup - she's been waiting too long for gentle.

She rides you with the same intensity she brings to combat. Powerful upward thrusts of her hips meeting downward slams, her body a weapon she's wielding against her own restraint. Your hands stay on her breasts, squeezing and kneading as she fucks herself on your cock.

"Brad -" His name comes out broken as she slams down again. "I needed - this -"

Her pace increases. Wet sounds of penetration fill the bedroom as her cunt grips your shaft with each stroke. Her abs flex visibly, sweat beginning to sheen on her skin.

"Order me - again -"

"Come for me, Mikasa," you command, pinching her nipples.

She obeys instantly - her back arching violently as the orgasm tears through her. Her pussy clamps down on your cock in rhythmic spasms, her entire body going rigid above you. She doesn't scream - just a strangled gasp as wave after wave crashes through her.

Roxanne watches from beside you with wide amber eyes, her hand resting on your chest, feeling your heartbeat accelerate as Mikasa's climax milks your cock.

Mikasa's breathing slows as her orgasm fades, her muscular body going slack above you. You cup the back of her neck and pull her down into a slow kiss - her lips parting willingly, tongue sliding against yours with lingering intensity. She makes a small satisfied sound against your mouth before breaking away.

"Thank you," she murmurs, settling her weight onto your chest. Your cock remains inside her, softening gradually as her pussy keeps you warm. Her black hair fans across your collarbone, her cheek pressed to your heartbeat.

You reach for Roxanne with your free arm, pulling her closer. She comes willingly, her naked body curling against your side, her large breasts pressing soft and warm against your ribs.

"This one is... grateful, Master," she whispers against your shoulder.

Albedo shifts behind you, her wings folding as she positions herself. Your head settles into her lap, black hair cascading around your face, her thighs warm beneath your neck. Her fingers begin stroking softly through your hair.

"Rest well, my lord," she says softly. "You've earned it."

A third body claims your other side - Rin, her smaller frame pressing against you, her breasts flattening against your arm as she hooks one leg over your thigh. "Don't think this means you're forgiven for grabbing me earlier," she mumbles, already half-asleep.

The bedroom settles into quiet breathing. Around the massive bed, the other women find their positions - Kurumi curled near the foot, Hinata pressed against Roxanne's back, Kurumu sprawled with Emilia sharing a pillow. Riveria's jade eyes close, her collar glinting in the soft light.

One task remains, you speak softly. "Scry" vision reaches outward through the scrying spell - familiar streets, familiar neighborhood. Your old house appears in your mind's eye. The front door still closed from when you retrieved your hard drives days ago. Dust settling on surfaces. The bedroom upstairs where you spent years dreaming of another life.

The enchantments flow easily. Aura Ward settles first, repelling vermin and environmental hazards. Cleanliness follows, grime and decay reversing across every surface. Then Repair - walls patching, floorboards straightening, the bed frame reinforcing itself. The sheets clean themselves, the mattress firms, the window glass uncracks.

The dream-bed. Ready for tomorrow.

You let the scrying connection fade. Hinata's lavender gaze meets yours from across Roxanne's shoulder - she knows. A small smile touches her lips before she closes her eyes. You close your eyes.

Mikasa's breathing has deepened into sleep, her body heavy and warm on your chest. Roxanne's heartbeat pulses steadily against your side. Albedo's fingers continue their gentle rhythm through your hair.

Sleep takes you within minutes, surrounded by warmth and the soft sounds of twelve women breathing.

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You surface from sleep like rising through warm water. Albedo's golden eyes are the first thing you register - patient, watchful, her fingers still threaded through your hair where they'd been all night. Her wings are folded tight against her back, her lap warm after hours of serving as your pillow.

Then Roxanne. Her amber eyes are fixed on your face from inches away, her dog ears twitching forward attentively. She's been watching you sleep - not with the blank obedience of her conditioning, but with something softer. Curiosity, maybe. Wonder.

Mikasa's breathing is steady against your chest, her muscular body warm and heavy. She's awake - you can tell by the tension in her thighs, the way her fingers have found your heartbeat. Waiting.

Rin sleeps against your arm, her breath light and even. The Vigor enchantment pulses faintly through your system, preventing the numbness that should have set in hours ago.

Beyond the immediate cluster, you notice the shift. Nova - midnight armor replaced by simple black underwear - her body curled at the bed's edge with one arm tucked under her head. Maria lies nearby in her outfit's undergarments - white lace bra and panties - her violet eyes closed, lips slightly parted. Robin has claimed a spot near the headboard, black hair fanned across the pillow, wearing a simple camisole and shorts, her documentation instinct apparently extending to observing even in sleep.

Asia and Priestess occupy the far side. Asia in her white cotton undergarments, her small body curled protectively around the Priestess. The blonde girl wears a simple white slip, her face peaceful in genuine sleep rather than the tension of her waking hours.

"Good morning," you murmur quietly.

Albedo's lips curve. "Good morning, my lord. The sun has risen."

Mikasa shifts against you, her pussy still slick around your morning wood. "Morning," she confirms, her voice rough with sleep.

You turn your head toward Roxanne. Her ears tense slightly - nervous anticipation. You cup her jaw gently and pull her into a soft kiss.

Her lips part immediately, conditioned response meeting genuine warmth. She tastes faintly of honey and bread. Her tongue moves against yours with careful precision, learning the shape of your mouth. A small sound escapes her throat.

When you break the kiss, her cheeks are flushed pink. Her tail sways once behind her before she catches it, pressing it still against the sheets.

"Good... good morning, Master," she whispers. Her amber eyes are wide, pupils dilated. "This one... did not expect..."

She doesn't finish the sentence. Doesn't need to.

Nova stirs at the bed's edge, cracking one eye open. "Mm. Finally waking up? Rei's been asking about you for an hour. Something about... integration exercises?" She yawns, stretching her arms overhead. "Also, Webb called the command center. Something about cruise ships."

Robin's eyes open without any transition - she was either awake the entire time or possesses truly remarkable alertness. "We only slept for a few hours, but when it's optional like this, I feel fully rested."

Hinata's voice drifts from somewhere deeper in the pile of bodies. "Goshujin-sama... the shower is ready." A pause. "Whenever you wish."

You shift beneath the weight of three women, your morning wood still buried inside Mikasa's warm cunt. The sensation keeps you half-focused as you address Nova.

"Rei's exercise - is that integration work or Roxanne's first class?"

Nova stretches, her black underwear riding up her hips. "Both, actually. Rei figured combining them would help - Roxanne gets to establish authority with someone who won't challenge her, and Rei gets structured activity that isn't just sitting around being observed." She grins. "Also, Roxanne's tail hasn't stopped moving since she woke up next to you. Might need to burn that energy somewhere."

Roxanne's ears twitch slightly at being discussed, but her tail does indeed sway against the sheets.

"And Webb?" you ask. "Cruise ships again, we got info about it yesterday?"

Robin answers from her pillow, eyes fully alert despite having just woken. "He called the command center approximately four hours ago. Left a detailed message with Rika - something about fleet movements and a window closing. He specifically requested you contact him before evening."

You turn your attention to Mikasa. Your cock twitches inside her, and you feel her pussy clench involuntarily in response. Her dark eyes meet yours.

"Mikasa." Your voice carries gentle command. "Are you ready to escort me and Hinata to the showers?"

She raises her head from your chest, and you catch her lips in a soft kiss. Her mouth opens against yours, warm and unhurried, tongue sliding briefly against your lower lip before she pulls back.

"Yes," she breathes. "Whenever you're ready."

"After the shower," you explain, "we'll open the jet-ski gates and visit the command room on our way to breakfast."

Mikasa nods, then carefully lifts herself off your cock. Your shaft slides free of her pussy with a wet sound, glistening with her arousal. She swings her muscular legs over the side of the bed, standing naked and stretching her arms overhead.

Albedo shifts behind you, her wings folding as she reaches for Rin. "Come, little mage. Let him up."

Rin grumbles something incoherent but allows herself to be guided off your shoulder, her smaller body sliding reluctantly across the sheets. Her eyes are still half-closed, naked from last night's orgy.

Roxanne rises from your side with practiced grace, her full breasts swaying as she stands. Her amber eyes drop to your erect cock - hard and slick from Mikasa's pussy - and her cheeks flush pink. She steps aside, tail swishing.

A few giggles ripple through the bedroom as you stand. Kurumu's blue hair appears from beneath a blanket, her purple eyes twinkling. "Have fun in the shower," she calls, her voice thick with sleep and amusement.

Emilia peeks from behind a pillow, silver-lavender hair disheveled, violet eyes wide as she catches sight of your erection. She buries her face back into the fabric immediately.

Hinata rises from the far side of the bed, picking her folded maid uniform up in her arms, nervously covering her breasts. Her lavender gaze meets yours with quiet anticipation. She knows you're planning something.

"I'll meet you at the bathroom, Goshujin-sama," she says softly, disappearing through the door with a ninja's grace.

Mikasa extends her hand to you, her muscular body backlit by the Mansion's soft magical light. "Ready when you are."