As I was enjoying a bath, fondling my two breasts, a hand suddenly grasped my cock.
It was Kelly. She held my cock in one hand, slowly caressing it.
"Master, it seems like this always gets hard whenever you see me. How does my touch feel?" Kelly asked, her expression seductive.
I chuckled. "Good. But your technique is a bit awkward, isn't it?"
"R-really?"
Kelly, who was trying to act seductive in front of me, had been a virgin until recently.
Even when she lost her virginity, she had cried loudly, claiming it hurt. I slowed down, soothed her, and waited until she relaxed, and within minutes, she was panting with pleasure.
"I can't take it anymore."
There was no way I could resist while she stroked my cock. I rose from the water, took Kelly by the hands, and drew her toward the edge of the tub.
"H-here? You're going to do it here?"
"Only if you want to."
"Rizel's watching!"
Rizel was staring at us with a flushed face. I paused, giving Kelly every chance to pull away, but she only bit her lip and stayed where she was.
Besides, Rizel was planning to be in my arms tonight anyway. A little preview wouldn't hurt.
"If you're comfortable, spread yourself for me."
After a shy nod, Kelly draped her upper body over the tub's edge and used both hands to spread her buttocks.
Her beautiful vulva and anus were exposed. Though I had described Kelly as having a bold older sister persona, she was actually younger than Yuria.
I gripped her pale hips firmly and slowly began to slide my cock inside her.
"Don't cry today. Rizel's right here with us."
"I won't!"
"Really?"
I grinned and thrust my hips powerfully.
Kelly eventually cried during her second orgasm.
12:30 PM
I ate lunch in my private dining room on the fourth floor. Today's meal was steak and tomato spaghetti.
The moment I bit into the steak, its juices exploded in my mouth. I had never tasted steak this delicious before.
Yuria must be the greatest chef in this world.
Every time I eat Yuria's cooking, I feel both happiness and dread. Whenever I settle for instant meals in reality, I'm reminded of Yuria's dishes, and I feel miserable.
Slurp. Slurp.
The sound came from beneath the dining table.
I glanced down. A green-haired maid was sucking my cock.
It was Aisha, who was on lunch duty today. Her beautiful amber eyes sparkled as she worked her small mouth.
I was satisfying both my appetite and my lust simultaneously. This wasn't unusual; it happened every mealtime.
As I speared the last piece of steak with my fork and popped it into my mouth, my body shuddered.
Below, a burst of pearly white juices erupted.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Yuria and I headed to the training room deep beneath the mansion.
This was where Elnora, my lovely Elf, resided.
"I've come to visit you again today, Elnora," I said with a smile as I entered the training room.
"..."
Elnora sat naked in the private training room, as she had agreed for today's session.
For the past two weeks, I had spent time visiting Elnora without forcing conversation or touch, while Yuria made sure she had meals, baths, fresh clothes, and privacy whenever she wanted them.
It's working.
Her hostile attitude toward me had softened considerably. Now, she merely gazed at me silently.
"Elves aren't that different from humans. Aside from their lifespan and pointed ears, they're practically identical."
Humans are social creatures, and so are elves.
Sometimes all someone needs is quiet, space, and a predictable routine to let their guard down. The room gave us that.
Summoning spirits? That would only provide temporary distraction.
In this room, where mana suppressors were active for training, maintaining a spirit for more than a few minutes a day was impossible.
Even passing the time by sleeping had its limits.
The fact that she had spent two weeks in this calmer routine without lashing out was remarkable.
I approached her. Elnora's eyes lit up as she saw me. She sensed something was different.
Normally, I would simply check on her and leave.
I reached out and caressed her cheek, asking, "Elnora, who is your master?" Her warm, soft skin felt smooth beneath my hand.
From today onward, I would begin her training in earnest.
"Elnora. Who is your master?"
"..."
I waited a long time, but she didn't answer. Still, I was satisfied. Elnora hadn't minded my touch.
Elnora's pale pink nipples, perched at the tips of her full breasts, were stiff and erect.
I didn't use the heightened sensitivity skill. She just felt my touch.
My hand slowly slid downward, caressing her slender white neck until it reached her soft breasts.
"...Don't," Elnora said, her voice trembling.
"As you wish," I replied, withdrawing my hand immediately.
"...Ah." A sigh escaped Elnora's lips, its meaning ambiguous. The rare external stimulation she had experienced had ended so abruptly.
I didn't retreat. Instead, I reached out to Yuria, who stood quietly beside me, and stroked her cheek as I had done with Elnora.
"Master..." Yuria called out, her voice sweet with anticipation.
My hand slid downward, from her neck to her chest. I cupped her full, white breasts through the fabric of her maid uniform, then pulled them free to tease.
"Ah, ahh..."
With my other hand, I began to undress her. Having grown accustomed to undressing women, I easily stripped off her maid uniform.
Her large breasts, flawless figure, black panties, and white thigh-high stockings were revealed.
Before Elnora's eyes, I slowly caressed Yuria's body, stirring her desire. Soon, a stain darkened her panties. I removed them and pressed my lips to her clean vulva.
"Ah! There... it feels so good, Master! What do you think of my pussy?"
"Of course it's delicious. I could eat it a hundred times and never get tired of it."
As I savored Yuria's pussy, I glanced at Elnora. She was pointedly looking away.
I chuckled inwardly.
If you're not going to watch, you should turn your whole body around. This just means you want to see.
Exactly as planned.
I embraced Yuria, deliberately positioning us so Elnora could get a clear view.
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, I held Yuria from behind and thrust into her from the front, right in front of Elnora.
With both hands, I spread Yuria's legs wide, making sure Elnora had a clear view of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
"Ahngh! Master! I-I think I'm going to cum...! Hngh."
Two hours had already passed. Around us, pools of semen and vaginal fluid glistened on the floor, filling the room with the heady scent of male and female arousal.
"Huh? You couldn't go to the bathroom?"
"Aah... N-no. I was too busy with work to find a moment... Mmph!"
Squish!
Yuria bit her lip tightly, clearly struggling to hold back her bladder.
Ah. Yuria probably didn't expect me to take her here either.
Come to think of it, I hadn't told her about today's schedule. She probably assumed I'd just stop by briefly and leave, as usual.
I glanced at Elnora. She was unconsciously rubbing her thighs together. A closer look revealed traces of fluid glistening on her skin.
With two hours of explicit pornography unfolding before my eyes, it would be strange not to be aroused.
Two hours have passed... Time to finish this.
I wrapped my left hand around Yuria's chest, pinning her down. The tip of my cock pressed firmly against her cervix.
"Hng... Master! Hurry!" Yuria urged, sensing my imminent climax.
Without a word, I gushed my seed into her womb.
This isn't over yet.
With my free right hand, I caressed her clitoris and pressed my palm against her mons pubis, and Yuria shuddered as the pressure threatened to break her restraint.
"Ah...! If you keep doing that, I'll really let go!"
"It's alright. If you want to, we can clean up the mess later."
"Haa... then let me... the 'Incontinent Head Maid'? Absolutely... Aaaaaah!"
Trickle.
A stream of urine spurted from Yuria's small urethra. I held her trembling body tightly, savoring the afterglow of our climax.
She's been peeing for a while now. Must have held it in for too long.
I gazed at Yuria's face. Her mouth hung open, drool trickling down her chin as she wore an expression of pure ecstasy.
No matter what expression she wore, her face remained breathtakingly beautiful.
About ten minutes later, Yuria regained her senses. When I kissed her, she closed her eyes and accepted the kiss.
Yuria cleaned the soiled training room in just three minutes.
"Elnora, see you tomorrow."
"Mmm... mwah."
I grabbed Yuria by the waist, kissed her deeply, and left the room.
9 PM.
Five women entered my room and climbed onto the prepared table.
Naked, they spread their legs and used both hands to open their vulvas.
These women were the five maids, including Rizel, all adults who had discussed tonight with me beforehand and chosen it of their own free will, though none had ever experienced sexual intercourse.
"Master, we're ready," Yuria said from beside me, holding a camera in one hand. She was tasked with capturing this historically significant moment.
"Then let's start with Rizel."
"P-please be gentle...!" Rizel, with her orange hair, said in a nervous voice. Even the sparse pubic hair was a pale orange.
I nodded confidently. After all, I was the man who had deflowered over a thousand virgins.
"Leave it to me. I'm an expert in this field. An expert."
With my heightened sensitivity activated, I thrust my cock into Rizel. I always penetrate fully in one motion that's my style.
"...!"
Rizel's mouth gaped wide enough to reveal her uvula as she let out a silent scream. Even with heightened sensitivity, the pain of her hymen tearing wouldn't simply vanish.
Virgin blood pooled on the table before dripping downward.
I began to move my hips carefully.
"Ah... ahh... haaahng! Ungh!"
It didn't take long for her moans of pain to transform into moans of pleasure. Rizel thrashed in ecstasy, her orange hair swirling wildly.
"Ah... something's going inside me..."
I had come. As I withdrew my cock, her vagina gaped wide, panting and spewing a mixture of semen, vaginal fluid, and blood.
"Haa... haa..."
Rizel collapsed onto the table, gasping for breath.
I turned to my side. Four more virgin maids were spread out before me, their legs parted, their eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and fear.
"Today, you will seal the bond you chose to share with me."
***
The next day.
Just as yesterday, I entered the training room with Yuria at 2 PM.
"That demonic woman...!"
Horror clouded Elnora's face. None of the other maids, except for Elnora, knew about Yuria's behavior.
As the head maid, I intended to preserve some semblance of dignity for her
I approached Elnora. Without a word, I reached out and caressed her cheek.
"...Ugh."
My hand slid downward, just as it had the day before. I kneaded her breasts, but there was no plea to stop. Elnora simply squeezed her eyes shut, her golden eyelashes, the same color as her hair, trembling faintly.
Smiling, I lowered my hand further.
My hand traced down her firm, white abs, then ventured into the golden forest below. Was it because she was an Elf? The hair down there was incredibly soft.
Too good to shave completely... Should I trim it into a heart shape? Or just leave it natural?
My hand continued past the golden forest, seeking the hidden sanctuary beyond.
The moment my fingertips brushed the entrance to her secret place
"Ah, no!"
I withdrew my hand from Elnora's groin.
Turning, I called out to Yuria.
"Yuria, come here."
"Yes!"
For the next two hours, I rolled around with Yuria in front of Elnora like a pair of rutting beasts quite literally, like animals in heat.