by Jason Hale
When the pair of vat wings and goat horns respectively sprang from his back and forehead, the sisters' eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Demon…master you are a…demon?"
"How could this be?"
The two turned their eyes to face one another and reaffirm the truth through their mutual shock before returning their gaze onto Konnor who stared at them with a smirk.
"Terrified?"
It would be a lie to say they were not alarmed. Although unlike the nobility and the clergy who treated matters pertaining to demons with severity, commoners and slaves saw them more as distant bogeymen, they were still known as terrifying creatures of sin and depravity who brought countless woes to the mortals that fell prey to them.
However, thinking about it more carefully, the sisters realized that Konnor's revelation was a show of trust and their only opportunity to truly join his ranks. Should they step back now, there would be no future for them by his side.
For the sake of that cock, could they not handle a bit of demonic blood? A new wind of resolve carried them onward, and they knelt with reverence.
"Master, regardless of your origin, we swear to serve you across all lifetimes!"
The pledge caused Konnor to nod with approval. The sisters had not disappointed his expectations!
Indeed, the key to a woman's submission was always a good shag!
"Very well, we shall cement your pledge in a Master-Servant contract. Henceforth you belong, body and soul, to my household."
The pentagrams were summoned, the demonic glyphs brought forth, and in a twister of purple fog, Faidra and Aliki signed the demonic contract to officially become servants of Konnor's house. The terms were, however, more generous than what Freya and the other servants received, causing their talent to significantly increase.
Their cultivation should have only risen to the seventh step Adept Knight Rank, but using a thin part of the energy gained from Zamira, Konnor brought it to the eighth, following which he gave them two of the high-grade True Rank cultivation pills he possessed to make further breakthroughs.
After refining them, their cultivations jumped by another five steps and reached the fourth step True Knight Rank.
Such progress in a single day was beyond their wildest dreams.
"Thank you for your care, master!"
They exclaimed in deep bows with their bodies trembling from emotions. They had not expected that as soon as they returned to his arms, Konnor would work so hard on promoting their cultivations and allowed them to save years, if not decades of hard work in a single day!
Who didn't want to follow such a generous master?
"This is no big deal. I still need to find a new cultivation method for you. I will try to find the most suitable, but after changing, we can't prevent your cultivation speed from stagnating a little bit. You will need to take some time to adjust and solidify your foundation."
Changing cultivation methods was no small matter and, in most cases, did more harm than good unless the person was willing to destroy their foundation and start anew. However, Konnor was confident that within the system, he could find something perfectly suitable for his two beauties.
"Tonight, I will return to take you to an entertaining gathering and give you a more -proper- reward."
The mischievous grin with which he said those words convinced them of the gathering's licentious nature. As for the "proper reward," what could it be beside the shag they desperately craved? The simple thought of what was to come sent jolts of electricity through their supple bodies.
Afterward, he settled them within quarters to their likings and left the spatial pouch to return to the Kracht mansion.
Now it was time to deal with serious matters. Konnor was sitting cross-legged on his bed in silent meditation when the Flame-Mark's voice echoed within his head.
"Thinking about how to completely take over this house?"
"Naturally. While I never cared about such matters, it goes without saying that I've antagonized all the male members of this house. They might not be taking action now, but who knows what will happen tomorrow or the day after?
People are fickle, I cannot sit and wait for death. Even that father-in-law is not necessary that trustworthy. Who's to say that after obtaining the Holy Flame Baptism quota, he will not find a way to put me to death and find himself a son-in-law to his liking?"
Although Wolfgang had secluded himself in his cultivation abode and Wulf was recovering from his massive shock, things still didn't bode well for Konnor. He had spotted more than one angry stare from some of the younger male nobles of house Kracht. Stare experience told him would bring nothing but trouble.
The best way to solve all this was to trick Wolfgang into signing a written Master-Servant contract.
But how?
"You may not need to do anything. Be patient, be yourself, and the opportunity will most likely deliver itself. The events have already been set in motion."
The Flame Mark assured, causing confusion to flash within Konnor's eyes. However, as he wondered how such an opportunity could just offer itself, Zamira's figure flashed within his mind and brought him immediate enlightenment.
"Hahaha, I understand!"
Konnor burst into laughter, thinking that tomorrow morning would be remarkably entertaining.
...
Without further bluster, the rest of the day was uneventful. Wolfgang spent the entire day locked in secluded cultivation, after which he returned to Zamira's bed intent on warming it.
He found her resting on a pillow with a nightgown that caused blood to flow to his groins.
"My love, here I am to fulfill your needs!"
He roared and pounced onto her. Although she didn't sound particularly thrilled, Zamira didn't reject him. But soon, Wolfgang was forced to realize that all his teasing and caresses were bringing no reaction from his partner.
"What's wrong, are you not in the mood?"
He asked worriedly. It was odd, her earlier words clearly implied that she expected him tonight. So why was she so different from her usual fiery self?
However, Zamira's next words almost caused him to spurt blood.
"I was, but hum…how can I say this? I'm starting to feel like you got rusty…"
The mighty Uradel count almost fell off the bed, the blow too hard to bear.
"Come again? Last time was less than a week ago, and back then you were obviously much more responsive! How could I've gotten worse in the span of a few days?!
I don't believe it!"
He then tried to subdue her with oral work, but all his accumulated skills failed to excite and moisten her even a tiny bit. It was like trying to get a moan from a doll.
"Stop, you've tried your best. It's not your fault.
Perhaps all those years spent in arid cultivation caused you to slowly lose your touch? Maybe you're not just attuned with the current trends? Or perhaps the problem lies with me. In any case, I'm not feeling anything. Sorry."
Zamira would of course never reveal that Konnor was to blame for this. Even at the gate of the netherworld, she wouldn't. She slowly but firmly pushed the bewildered Wolfgang away from her and turned on her pillow to fall asleep.
"How…how could this be?"
Wolfgang stared slack-jawed at his beloved consort who soon fell into deep slumber. Never in his life had he suffered such a heavy blow!
"Did I only manage to make her fall asleep?"
But at that time, throaty moans bypassed the walls and reached his sharp ears, causing his dazed eyes to turn toward their origin.
"Again? Does he dare?"
"Wait…why am I hearing so many different female moans?
One…two…three…four…how could this be?
He's playing with four at the same time?"
Chapter 46 - Falling in Line (R-18)
Some time before Wolfgang stepped toward Zamira's chambers, Konnor strode toward Daphne's.
Unceremoniously, he shoved the door o
pen, and as expected, Daphne was waiting for him. She was dressed in a sheer, transparent navy-blue negligee and lied on her side with her eyes expectantly locked on the door.
Konnor wondered how long she'd been in that position.
"Well? Never have I ever seen someone so eager for punishment."
"It's because I'm a docile girl that knows her wrongs. So, I've been patiently waiting for daddy to administrate punishment!"
Daphne exclaimed with glee, but Konnor who had seen her perform at her highest level was no longer alarmed by anything she had to say.
"Unfortunately, I'm not here for that. Come with me."
"Huh? Where?"
"You will see, just follow me."
He ordered and without waiting for her reply, spun and walked out.
"Wait, wait!"
Daphne yelped while rushing after him. However, as she followed him through the alleyways, she couldn't help but realize they were heading increasingly closer toward Ilaina's chambers.
"Why are w-?"
"Shush."
Konnor cut before she could finish her words and led her straight toward Ilaina's bedroom which he also shoved open.
Ilaina who was having a hard time falling asleep due to her earlier disgrace was now lying on her back with her eyes staring at the ceiling when the sound of her door springing open alarmed her ears.
"Who!?"
She snapped and rose to meet the intruder who happened to be Konnor with Daphne at his heel.
"It's You? With her? What are you doing here!?"
A palpable mixture of anger and dissatisfaction rose alongside the "with her," causing Konnor's lips to curl into a smile.
He ignored her interrogation, stepped toward the chair lying in front of the desk in the corner, turned it to face the two puzzled ladies, and sat.
"Daphne, sit by Ilaina's side."
Obediently, and to Ilaina's dismay, Daphne stepped toward the bed and sat by her side.
"Did you bring her here to bully me?"
"Shush."
Konnor silenced and canted his head as if to take a better look at the pair of warring cousins.
"I've come to make something clear. When you sign up for me, there is no expectation of monopoly. I will treasure you all equally, but if you can not treat each other with the courtesy of sisters, I might let go of you…entirely."
"I do not like rubbish."
The coldness of his voice made the seriousness of his threat evident, causing both Ilaina and Daphne to stare in shock.
Losing the Konnor?
How could this be permissible?
"Wait, wait, I can share! If not for her being so greedy, there would have never been any issue to begin with."
Daphne blurted out, causing Ilaina to almost flip the bed.
"Who's greedy? The two of you are greedy!"
"Why can't you be like my dad and satisfy yourself with one woman?"
"Because I am Konnor. If I want you, I shall have you. That is my rule."
The confidence echoing from his reply caused Ilaina to not know what to say.
So he helped her…
"Men who can satisfy themselves with a single woman do so out of fear of losing the one they already have. But I'm not afraid, never have been, never will be, because once you had me, there is no way you can escape my clutches.
For me, you will compromise. For me, you will obey. For you can do nothing else. This is my household, and I set the rules."
His mild but penetrating tone dressed his words as divine commands they could not resist.
Thus, although Ilaina still wished to challenge the status quo, she dared not go forward and could only turn a frustrated glare toward Daphne who just shrugged in powerlessness.
"Don't worry, I know this is a substantial change for you Ilaina, so I've come to make it easier on you."
He pressed his palm against his spatial pouch, causing two beams to flare-up. From them emerged Faidra and Aliki.
Without needing Konnor's command, they stood by his side.
"Let us all bound in mind and flesh. I promise that past tonight your eyes will open to a brand-new world."
He pledged, his pitch-black eyes shimmering with dazzling violet light.
Purple mist rose from his pores and soon covered the entire room. As she breathed in the mist, the tension within Ilaina's body vanished, and was replaced by growing aching need and desire.
The same thing happened to the other females, and soon, they were all panting.
"Master…"
The sisters complained while turning their yearning eyes toward the sitting Konnor who then wrapped his arms around their slender waists and pulled them into his lap.
As for the Kracht cousins, their hands threatened to move without their consent.
"Scoundrel…"
Ilaina whispered, knowing the devil was making his move.
"Kiss."
The word carried with it a compelling force that caused the Kracht cousins' body to flare-up. Their eyes met in a brief exchange that allowed them to see the heat rising in one another.
Daphne licked her lips.
"Don't you d-…"
However, before Ilaina could finish, Daphne took her lips into hers and pressed her on the bed!
"Mhm…"
Quickly, Ilaina submitted to her soaring lust, and her tongue intertwined with Daphne's.
"Good, very good. Give yourself up to debauchery and embrace the heavenly pleasures of my harem."
"Mhm!"
Pink flames of ecstasy coated Konnor's fingertips as he fondled the breasts of his two devoted servants.
"Ohh…master…yes, just like that…"
From playing with their ample breasts, Konnor then went down to teasing their lower lips through their clothes. Their moans soon filled the room.
Meanwhile, the Kracht cousins had already discarded one another's clothes and passionately kissed with their bare bodies pressed against one another.
They only broke for small intervals of breaths, before restarting their heated connection. They now recklessly rolled on the bed with trails of sexual juice streaking down their thighs and blessing the bedsheets.
The sight of Daphne's breasts squashing Ilaina's while their tongues intertwined, brought another smile from Konnor.
Unable to endure his touch, Faidra and Aliki got rid of their stifling clothes and kissed as much of his face, neck, chest, and lips as they could snatch from one another.
"Share, learn to share. To each her part and then you switch."
But driven by the licentious greed caused by his demonic touch, heeding his words was nigh impossible.
Without another word, Konnor lifted them by the waist and carried them toward the bed where Ilaina and Daphne were still lost in passionate embracing and mutual fondling.
However, seeing his shadow appear by their side, they let go of one another and pounced onto him! Faidra and Aliki respectively held his right and left arm while Daphne grabbed his waist to press her face against his crotch, and Ilaina collared his neck.
The scene would drive any male bystander mad with jealousy.
"I want you!"
"I want you!"
"I want you!"
"I want you!"
"We want you!"
They exclaimed in unison, eager to abandon themselves to his rod.
"Relax, my beauties, you will all have an equal share. But first, you must serve me well."
Their eyes glazed with passion and lust. Nothing else remained. In a flash, they shredded his clothes and latched onto various parts of his body.
Faidra sneaked into his back, straddled his waist, and wrapped her small feet around his hardening shaft for a footjob.
Ilaina went under him and pressed her moistened lips against his balls, kissing and suckling them while trailing the middle of his rod with her tongue.
Daphne rose to bring her drenched cunt to his lips, while Aliki kissed all the available parts of his body and brought his fin
gers to her cunt.