Master and Slaves

[A/N: I added Milestones Chapter. There you can see the milestones for bonus Chapters!]

Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

I had been sleeping so comfortably.

It felt so good that my consciousness began to surface.

Deep inside my mind I thought I would be able to wake up feeling pleasant.

Waking up because it felt too good was a first for me in my life.

I slowly opened my eyes.

Right in front of me were large breasts…

Breasts!?

This is… Muriel?

“Good morning, Master.”

From beyond the large breasts in front of me, Muriel’s voice could be heard.

Through the valley between them I could see Muriel’s smiling face.

“Morning, Muriel.”

I tried to place a hand on Muriel’s cheek, but both of my arms felt as heavy as lead and would not move.

“Nn?”

Looking at my right arm, I saw Cathy hugging it with both arms and both legs like a body pillow.

My left arm was being hugged the same way by the sleeping Tiria.

Both of them had their heads resting on my shoulders as they slept.

Then I shifted my gaze to the thing that had been flickering at the edge of my vision.

“Good morning, nn, Master, aan”

There, Sara was straddling my crotch with an ecstatic expression.

Yet there was almost no weight at all.

She had inserted my half-erect morning wood all the way into a female hole, but she was not putting her body weight on it.

And the pressure applied to my member was neither the kind that would force ejaculation nor the kind that had no force at all—it was an exquisite balance that felt quite good.

Most of the pleasant sensation I had felt while half-asleep must have been this.

“Morning, Sara.”

I returned the greeting to Sara as well.

Completely naked, legs spread wide, hands resting on her knees, she was trembling slightly as she kept her hips lowered onto my crotch.

…Don’t tell me.

“Hey, Sara. Were you doing that the whole time I was asleep?”

“No, I just started a little while ago, nn”

Well, that makes sense.

“Muriel too?”

“Yes. I was sleeping until just a moment ago.”

Muriel narrowed her eyes affectionately and answered while looking at my face.

“I see. Then it’s about time…”

I tried to get up by putting strength into my body, but my arms would not move.

Ah, right. Cathy and Tiria were there.

But waking them up like this felt a little wrong.

Maybe I should tease them a bit.

I twisted both arms and groped Cathy’s and Tiria’s crotches.

“Nn… faa…”

“Nfuu… nnn…”

Cathy and Tiria let out sensual voices and writhed.

Immediately both of their secret places began to grow wet.

Even while asleep, the body still reacts, huh.

I inserted my middle finger into each vagina and moved it.

I toyed with their clitorises with my thumbs.

“Aan… kuun… hyaaah!!”

“Hin… aahn… aaaahh!!”

Cathy and Tiria cried out at the same time, tightly hugged my arms, and arched their bodies.

Apparently they had climaxed.

After a single beat, the stiffness left their bodies.

Then they both raised their faces at the same time and looked around restlessly.

“”Ah””

Both of them saw my face at the same time and cried out.

“Morning, Cathy. Morning, Tiria.”

I greeted them while looking at each face in turn.

“Ma-Master, good morning.”

“G-good morning, Master.”

Both of them returned the greeting shyly.

“What’s wrong with you two?”

I already knew why they were embarrassed, but I deliberately asked Cathy.

“Um, that is… we ended up climaxing.”

She answered in a voice so small it almost disappeared while her face turned red.

Looking at Tiria, she nodded shyly even while looking surprised at Cathy’s words.

“Ah, is it because of this?”

I groped both of their crotches again.

“”Hyaaah!!””

Both of them cried out at the same time in voices that sounded almost like screams.

Then, just like before, they stiffened their bodies and climaxed once more.

…

“Hey, is it really okay for me to be doing this kind of thing here?”

I sat cross-legged on the floor.

“Aaaaaah!!!, I-I’m all right, nnnnnn!!!, th-this, hiiii!!!, M-Mother is, hyaaaaah!!!, th-this, feels, higuuu!!!”

Ilma, who was straddling me and inserting my fully erect member into her urethra, climaxed every time she lowered her hips.

Ilma and I were in the room we had been sleeping in until this morning.

After I woke up, Muriel had released Ilma from her restraints.

Then Muriel and the others had begun cleaning the room that was covered in Helma and Ilma’s bodily fluids—the room where the two of them had been restrained.

Of course I had tried to help, but Muriel stopped me and told me to do “important work” together with Ilma.

That was this.

Ilma was using her body to stroke my member with her urethra in order to replenish my magic power while I simply sat there.

Until her restraints were released this morning, Ilma had been continuously violated by the magic worms all night long and had been climaxing nonstop.

No—she was still climaxing nonstop even now.

Underneath the clothing made of the magic worms’ tentacles, countless tiny tentacles were apparently wriggling in order to make Ilma secrete love juice.

And on top of that she was climaxing even further.

In this state she was somehow—though not normally—still able to hold a conversation with me.

Normally one’s consciousness would fade, one would faint, or in the worst case even die.

According to Muriel, this was a feat only possible because she was a Te-Dule.

“I-I’m all right, aaaaaah!!!, more, more, igiiii!!!, please give me more, gaaaaah!!!”

Ilma’s screams were gradually turning into more beast-like voices.

I could no longer even understand what she was saying.

I was starting to worry whether she was really all right.

Even so, I had to continue this.

My magic was still far from sufficient.

…Somehow I feel like a vampire.

…

“How was it?”

Muriel peeked her face in from the door.

“Yeah, I feel a lot better.”

I answered Muriel that way.

Muriel entered the room and closed the door.

She was already wearing clothes.

Well, since she had been cleaning, that was only natural.

As usual she was wearing an outfit that shamelessly displayed her magnificent large breasts.

“Oh my, are you already tired after only one round?”

Muriel muttered as if she were exasperated.

Ilma was breathing hard and sitting in a face-to-face position with her head resting against my chest.

Until I ejaculated she must have climaxed dozens—maybe even more than a hundred—times.

Muriel might say that, but of course it was exhausting.

“Yeah. But thanks to Ilma I’ve recovered a good amount of magic.”

When I said that to Muriel, Ilma raised her head and smiled happily even while looking pained.

“Aaah!!”

When I stroked Ilma’s head, she apparently climaxed lightly.

“Ilma. You can’t keep sitting there forever. You’re being a bother.”

Muriel supported Ilma under the arms and lifted her up.

“Higiiiiii!!!”

My member was forcefully pulled out of Ilma’s urethra, and Ilma arched her body and stiffened while screaming.

From the wide-open urethral hole, white semen dripped onto the floor.

“M-Mother, se-semen…”

“Yes, yes.”

After seating Ilma on the floor, Muriel inserted the dildo modeled after my large member into Ilma’s urethral hole and plugged it.

“Aaaaah!!”

Ilma climaxed again.

“Th-thank you, Master.”