The carriage rocked steadily along the winding forest road to Azure Springs, three days into the journey. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and satisfied women. Curtains drawn, the outside world oblivious, Eron's mobile harem had turned the luxurious vehicle into a rolling den of depravity.
Isabella—once the untouchable Lady Veyron—now lounged naked on the fur rugs, golden hair disheveled, porcelain skin marked with love bites and handprints. Her massive breasts heaved as she lazily stroked Eron's cock, keeping him hard while Mira rode him slowly, her mature pussy gripping him like a velvet vice.
Sylva knelt behind Isabella, tongue buried deep in the noblewoman's ass, rimming her with enthusiastic devotion while fingering the lady's dripping cunt. The maids, Lena and Kara, were entangled nearby—Lena on her back with Kara's face between her thighs, both women moaning into each other under Sylva's earlier instructions.
The past two days had been an endless orgy. Eron had claimed every hole of every woman multiple times, using Dual Cultivation and Mass Arousal Aura to push them to heights of pleasure they'd never imagined. Isabella had squirted for the first time in her life—gushing all over Mira's face while Eron fucked her from behind. Lena had begged to be choked while riding him reverse cowgirl. Kara had taken his cock in her back while eating out Isabella like a starving woman.
Levels soared. Eron hit Level 23, unlocking:
[Lust Command (Low) – Verbally compel minor actions in bonded women]*
[Essence Overflow – Excess essence can now be channeled to empower harem members individually]
He'd used the new skill to enhance Isabella first—her body now radiated subtle magic, breasts slightly larger and more sensitive, pussy tighter, stamina endless. She'd wept in gratitude, calling him "my true lord" as she swallowed his cum for the tenth time that day.
But the journey wasn't all pleasure. Mid-afternoon on the third day, the carriage slowed abruptly. Shouts from the outriders. Steel clashing.
"Bandits!" one guard yelled.
Eron disentangled himself, pulling on pants as the women scrambled for clothes—though Isabella protested playfully, "Let them see what they'll never have."
He stepped out into chaos.
Two dozen bandits—rough men in mismatched armor—had ambushed the convoy. Arrows pinned two outriders to trees; three more fought desperately. The supply wagons were already being looted.
The bandit leader, a scarred brute with a massive axe, laughed from horseback. "Hand over the lady and the gold, and we let the rest live!"
Eron's eyes narrowed. The system pinged:
[Hostile Group Detected: 24 Bandits, Levels 8-15. Leader: Level 18]
"Stay inside," he told the women, voice calm. Then he walked forward unarmed, hands open.
The leader sneered. "Brave or stupid? Drop your weapons, boy."
Eron smiled. "You drop yours."
He activated Mass Arousal Aura at full strength, channeling it aggressively toward the bandits. But the twist— he'd learned to modulate it. Against males, it triggered intimidation and fear, against any hidden females, pure lust.
Most bandits faltered, suddenly uneasy. But three in the back—disguised as men—staggered, faces flushing.
Women. Infiltrators or full members.
The leader roared, charging with his axe raised.
Eron met him head-on. Strength 35 now, he caught the axe mid-swing with one hand, twisting it free and slamming the man to the ground. A knee to the chest cracked ribs.
The remaining bandits hesitated.
Eron's voice boomed with Lust Command amplified by essence: "Kneel."
Five dropped instantly, wills broken. The rest charged.
What followed was brutal efficiency. Enhanced agility let him dance through attacks—disarming, breaking limbs, knocking out. He spared the three women, binding them separately.
In minutes, the ambush was crushed. Surviving outriders stared in awe.
The bandit leader groaned at Eron's feet. "Mercy… please…"
Eron crouched. "You attacked my women. Mercy is earned."
He turned to the carriage. "Bring them out."
Isabella emerged first, wrapped in a silk robe that barely contained her enhanced curves. The harem followed, dressed provocatively despite the fight—cleavage spilling, thighs flashing.
The bound female bandits—revealed now as women in their twenties and thirties—stared wide-eyed. One was a busty brunette with a scarred cheek—the second-in-command. Another a lithe redhead archer. The third a muscular blonde with tribal tattoos.
The system analyzed:
[New Targets Detected: Rina (Leader's Sister, Level 14), Vexa (Archer, Level 12), Thora (Warrior, Level 15)]
Loyalty: Hostile → Intrigued (Aura effect)
Seduction Potential: High]
Eron addressed the male bandits. "You live if you swear service. Refuse, die."
Most swore instantly. The leader spat blood. "Never."
Eron shrugged, snapping his neck cleanly.
Then he turned to the women.
"Strip them," he commanded the harem.
Isabella herself obeyed eagerly, tearing clothes from the bound captives with surprising strength—her new enhancements shining. The bandits struggled, but Mira and Sylva pinned them effortlessly.
Naked, the three were stunning in their rugged beauty. Rina's full MILF figure—huge tits, wide hips from childbearing, Vexa's athletic frame, perky breasts, shaved pussy, Thora's powerful muscles, large firm ass.
Eron stepped close, aura blasting full force. All three whimpered, nipples hardening, pussies glistening despite themselves.
"You attacked my convoy," he said softly. "Now you pay the price. Pleasure for mercy."
He started with Rina—bending her over a fallen log, slamming into her from behind without preamble. She screamed—half rage, half ecstasy—as his massive cock stretched her neglected cunt. The watching bandits male and female couldn't look away.
Isabella knelt in front, forcing Rina to eat her pussy while Eron pounded. "Lick the woman you tried to rob, slut."
Rina broke quickly, tongue delving deep as she came hard around Eron's shaft.
Vexa next—on her knees, forced to suck him clean of Rina's juices while Thora watched, fingering herself unconsciously.
Then Thora—fucked against a tree, legs wrapped around him as he choked her lightly, making her squirt down his balls.
One by one, he claimed them fully—finishing inside each, bonding them as the essence flowed.
*Ding!
[Triple Conquest Complete: Rina, Vexa, Thora. +900 Essence.
Skills Unlocked: Bandit Network Access, Intimidation Aura.
Harem Expanded: 6/∞.
New Ranks Assigned. Level Up: 23 → 29.]
The new women glowed, kneeling devotedly. Rina whispered, "Command us, master."
The surviving male bandits—now vassals—were ordered to bury their dead leader and escort the convoy as additional guards.
By evening, camped in a clearing, the expanded group celebrated. The former bandits served obediently while the harem initiated the new sisters in a massive outdoor orgy—women on women, Eron rotating through all six, essence shared in a chain of pleasure.
Isabella, now fully corrupted, orchestrated it with regal authority: "Worship our lord properly, sluts. Earn your place."
Azure Springs was one day away.
But Eron's dominion grew faster than any road could contain.