John arrived more than ten minutes after Siena. She had likely run the way, while he had walked at an enthusiastic pace. Given her Agility, that would have bought them a good amount of additional time. He entered already naked, having lost his clothes once he was in the confines of his Palace. Only for the way back had he taken the measure of even putting them back on.

The play room was John’s spiritual home, the temple to his very worldly lifestyle. Except it was quite underwhelming as a temple. Really, it was just a single room, with beds in one corner, an open bathroom in the other and glass door closets upon closets filled with sex toys lining the walls. Everything was designed for two things: pleasant sexual experiences and ease of cleaning. This went especially for the floor, a large, smooth surface. Soft enough to celebrate any kind of love-making on without causing pain, but also firm enough that it wasn’t hard to walk on.

After he had entered, closing the door with the Mandala Sphere, his cock immediately rose to full might. The display before him right out of a dream.

All 12 of his present girls were right there, in the centre of the room, wearing the same things. Stockings and garter belt, softly squishing their thighs and emphasizing their legs. Lingerie of the criminally sexy variety, with gaps in them that allowed nipples to be twisted and pussies to be penetrated without taking the pieces off. All of it black and of the finest materials, just like the leather collars they wore, the kind that belonged in every sex slave fantasy. Around their lower arms were bracelets. They were surprisingly sturdy and very easy to use, either to hook them onto chains or each other.

They stood in a semi-circle, Rave at the centre, Beatrice and Aclysia at the ends. Their distribution created a pattern as symmetric and aesthetically pleasing as possible. They bowed, with such minimal delay between them that it was clear they had practiced. “”Welcome home, Master,”” the chorus of their longing voices hit him. The dimly lit room smelled sweetly of lemongrass, sandalwood and vanilla. His cock quivered with desire.

Their bow changed into a complete kneeling, but only Rave spoke now. “We know just how much you like sex, Master,” she spoke slowly and respectfully, avoiding even her own usual slurring of certain words. “How much you love to dominate us. We trust you with all we are, so we trust you with this gift. Until you wake up again, you may use us however you see fit, my Master John. Whatever hole you desire.” She played with her sultry lips, then all of John’s harem turned around, folding their hands behind their lower backs as if they had been bound, and pressed their chests on the floor. “In whatever way you desire, Master.”

“”In whatever way you desire, Master,”” all of them echoed.

John couldn’t help but groan at the sight of all of their asses, presented in this perfect fashion. Large, plump, toned and tight, broad and narrow, they came in various shapes. The thing they all had in common was the wonderful roundness of a delicious bottom, the firmness of the skin and a great amount of squishiness that could be exploited.

Between those round cheeks were pussies that were all ready for everything he could do. There were no signs of them having prepared themselves in any way. From the most submissive to dominant, at the thought of giving themselves to John in their entirety for the night, they were just naturally wet. None of them were forcing themselves to act in line with his fetishes, they were all too happy to take the position.

“You’re all too good for me,” John said, switching on the flirting Perk to increase their Libido. This was going to be a night for the ages, so he would pull every trick in his register, with no holding back. “Stay still,” he commanded everyone. His instincts shouted at him to get right to fucking, to breeding if possible (something he kept impossible through the fertility toggle). However, his active mind, perverted in more intricate ways, had other ideas.

Their pussies went from wet to dripping as the command rewarded them in trickles for constant obedience. John walked over to Eliza and put the Domination Pact on her. Asking for her approval in this instance was not needed, since he had just gotten a blank check of consent from all of them. The mark, like a flower with a heart at the centre, appeared above her womb, further different from Rave’s Lover’s Will mark by having a red, rather than pink, colour. He did the same for Scarlett. A third was possible, but he didn’t have an urge to put it on everyone immediately.

No, what he wanted more than anything, with every fibre of his body and soul, he was claiming now. Those little preparations done, he almost ran over to the love of his life and positioned himself behind her perfect ass.

“Knew ya would pick me fiirsssssssst,” Rave started smug, but ended in a giant shout of lust. For her, it was the first penetration in three days, and in that time, John had gotten Fucking replaced with Sexual Mastery, which gave him even more absurd bonuses and instincts during sex that every woman out there dreamt a man had.

The thick drops of his precum mixed with her overflowing juices as John slid into her. Slowly, adjusting his angle so the head of his cock and every centimetre afterwards scraped over her G-spot with terrifyingly erotic accuracy. Halfway in, he stopped, pulled back. He worked with shallow but quick thrusts, to great effect. Rave’s pussy was incredibly tight around him, and only got tighter as he exploited her most sensitive spot.

As more of her slick pussy juice covered his cock, he ramped up the depth of his thrusts. Then, with one particularly hard one, he slammed all the way into her. Her perfect ass squished against his groin, the force rippled in the abundant meat, Rave’s hands clenched into fists – and she came. Before the lust could wrestle control of her limbs from her, John expertly snapped the cuffs together. Her shoulders trembled, her toes curled, her spine arched, but her arms remained in place.

“Of course I pick you first, Jane,” he exclaimed as he went into full force. With every deep penetration of her quivering quim, he robbed the chance to respond from her. “You and your beautiful fat ass!” he gave it a nice, loud slap. “And your slutty, sensitive pussy! How could I pick anyone else but you for the first…” He grabbed her below the waist. “…creampie…” The wet squelching of their lovemaking caused the other women in the room to gasp. “…today!”

His whole body tensed up, pressed against and inside her. For a brief moment, he could feel how perfect their bodies were for each other. His cock was girthy enough to stretch her, exactly long enough to fuck her with maximum force without reaching her cervix. Her pussy was tight and her folds massaging him with every sensitive spot he caressed with his thrusts.

Then he exploded inside of her. In a silent scream, her torso rocked off the floor. Her mouth was wide open, sometimes managing to press out a groaning sound of ecstasy as his massive load flooded her insides. His hot cum pumping into her womb felt just right. Without conception even, she just wanted to feel this. Feel her strong boyfriend, the love of her life, mark her most private parts with his seed, the ultimate result of his pleasure.

She collapsed back onto the floor, still shuddering with every spurt of his orgasmic semen that was pumped into her. “I love you,” she said, earning herself another slap on her ass. “I LOVE YOU, MASTER!” she repeated much louder.

John grinned, feeling her pussy grip him as tight as during a climax for a moment. That she could be so submissive and masochistic at times was just wonderful. Although there was a bunch of other girls that were practically begging for his attention with the way they wiggled their asses, making the garter belt dig into their juicy backsides, while running sexual fluids soaked into their lingerie, he remained inside his first girl for the time being.

“You want more, slut?” he asked, slapping her ass again. With satisfaction, he watched the caramel of her tanned ass turn into a darker, more reddish shade. Spanking her more with one hand, he grabbed her mane with the other and pulled her into a half-raised stage. All she did was moan. “I asked you a question: do you want more?!”

“Yes!” she exclaimed, just as another SPANK echoed through the room, making her voice a mixture of moan and pained outcry. The torment kept her mind awake, her instincts sharp. Lust was in control, but the fog of raw debauchery was chased away by the ever rising adrenaline. “More, Master, give more! I’m your pretty sex slave for today, do with me whatever you want!”

“You just know how to push all of my buttons,” John gasped, fucking her with slow strokes. “Do you want to suck my cock?”

“I want to feel you everywhere, Master…” her voice as soft as the gentle pleasure he was now bringing her. “Whatever hole you want to use, I will gladly let ya!” She slipped up a little bit at the end, but he could hardly fault her for losing control of her tongue. After all, the Mandala Sphere was transforming into John’s double before her eyes. As naked as the original, Jack got on the floor in front of her, presenting his perfect copy of John’s dick. Looking over her shoulder once to make sure he was still there and she was getting this right, his girlfriend then shuddered. “Is it my birthday? I suddenly have two tigers.”

Having two John’s in the room seemed more of a wish fulfilment for Rave and his other girls than himself. At least the Gamer felt that way when he took the reins of Rave’s hair from himself and she went to suck his cock with such immense eagerness that it dwarfed even the events earlier on his birthday.

“It’s just like the real thing!” she gasped with raw glee when he let her breathe one time. “It’s the same warmth, the same hardness, it even smells the same.” Jack grabbed her hair and forced her back on the erection she was praising. After half a minute, he let her go back up. “Fuuuck, this is way too hooooot,” she continued to moan. “Getting double teamed by you… I just… love you… I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna…”

John forcefully pulled her mouth back over Jack’s cock as his original dick smoothly hammered into her over and over again. Slapping her ass, grabbing her by the throat, fucking mouth and pussy, her arms still fixated behind her back, he had absolute control over his girlfriend’s body, was the source of all pleasure and pain. The extra pleasure he felt through Jack registered in full force. Her throat vibrated around his one cock, just as the folds around the other tightened in yet another orgasm.

Having felt like an absolute monster when it came to sex before, the Gamer felt like he had finally ascended to sexual godhood. Bringing multiple orgasms to his girls was now a matter of ease, the number of tools he had expansive. Just how expansive and just how good he was, however, he underestimated, right up until he felt his balls tighten again.

“Cum for me!” he roared for the entire room to hear, while pumping more fresh cum into Rave’s womb, defiling her stomach, fucking her to a proper orgasm. At the very least, he wanted to add another layer to her orgasm. If a few of the other girls also heard him and reacted, that would have been wonderful. That the entire room turned into an orchestra of orgasmic screams was a scope he had not anticipated.

Being forced to wait, the command to stay still, the sounds of John and Rave’s coitus, imagining the time, not too far away, it would be their turn. It all had made the other girls in the room horny enough that John’s command was strong enough to push them over the edge. This was doubly true for Aclysia, who had her own obedience pleasure Perk on top of John’s general one. Her shout rivalled even Undine’s natural songstress voice in its volume and his beloved weaponized maid squirted by his words alone.

Rave also squirted – harder. With the cock of her man filling her up twice with his enchanted seed, she completely forgot where she was. The shape of her body itself was a distant concept. All she felt was the searing hot cum that filled her, the hands that gripped her and the endless, absolute torrent of lust. Her face was entirely devoid of any emotion that wasn’t raw debauchery.

Her body was a mess. A tremendous mess that John indulged in with all his might. The surprising effect of his command elevated his own orgasm to a point where he let out a series of breathless groans. Quivering and milking him for all of the absurdly large load, even by his standards, Rave’s pussy was so tight around him he didn’t dare to move. Even her throat, as deep as he was inside it, seemed to gulp and gulp all of his semen.

“Cum hungry… angel…” He didn’t manage to get out a proper insult, as his mind could not lie about the love he felt. “You absolutely perverted thing of incomprehensible beauty.” He was still cumming, she was still cumming, another sudden squirt adding to the messy state of his legs and the floor. The girls around calmed down to a lustful panting. Wonderful music, still, to calm down to for the Gamer and the Lightbearer.

He pulled out slowly from her mouth first. Superhuman physique or not, Rave still needed air to survive, even if she could hold her breath for a lot longer than the average person. The moment Jack let go of her throat, his girlfriend collapsed to the floor like a used washing cloth. He was about to be worried, when she started mumbling things.

“John, please give me mooooore.” It was a weak begging, but potent in its words and longing intent. “I love you, I love your coooock. Moooore, I need more of you in my life – in me. Fuck me, fuck your girlfriend pleasssseeee.”

He was reminded of that time he had fucked her while lust-crazy from having Cumslut equipped. Back then she had said that she had been kind of broken by his sexual expertise already. Right now, she also looked the part. He knew that she would recover though, she always recovered. Without concern, all this did was make him incredibly horny.

“I’ll come back, don’t you worry,” he whispered into her ear, through Jack, while pulling out of her pussy as well. Her walls clung to him, didn’t want to let him go. He still kept on, and when he was finally out of her, the absurd amount of semen he had pumped into her now gaping, twitching cunt came running out in a display too erotic to not give her one last slap on the ass before he got up.

“Morrrrrre, tigerrrr,” she purred, evidently not having heard his words. “I want mooore. You make me feel so goooood.”

John opted to ignore her, as hard as his erection made that, and instead scanned the displayed asses for his next partner. They were all so juicy; if he didn’t make a decision quickly, he would just plunge into whoever was closest. He wanted to have a bit of a plan though and he wondered how much higher his own ecstasy could go.