by Jason Hale
All needy! All hungry! All passionate and wild!
"Aanh!"
Daphne moaned as Konnor flicked his tongue across her clit and kissed her labia.
"Oohhh!"
Aliki groaned, losing control of her kissing pace when Konnor's deft fingers sneaked into her and teased her insides.
Meanwhile, his fully hardened cock was being played within Faidra's rubbing feet while getting moistened by Ilaina's saliva.
Her tongue teased the tip of his urethra, then licked the underside and glided all the way down to his balls which she cupped within her inexperienced hands.
Konnor's head now rested against Faidra's breasts while Daphne's juices flooded his mouth and streaked down his throat.
Even for him, this was rare delight.
He revolved the Hundred Flowers Scripture, causing a whirlwind of petals to shroud their debauched quintet.
The spiritual connection was established, and they all shared in the pleasure they were providing him while he shared in theirs.
"Yes…right there! Right there! That's the spot!"
"Ohhh…coming…I'm…coming!"
Like beings of one mind, Daphne and Aliki groaned. One in his mouth and the other on his right hand.
Konnor's throbbing shaft shook, and he released his spunk on Ilaina's face, inducing a contented sigh from her lips.
"We're only getting started."
He pulled up the cum soaked Ilaina and impaled her on his rod, all the way down to his balls, in one go.
"Ooooh!"
The soft cushion of her butt cheeks hugged his balls, he then pulled one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and the pounding began.
…...
Meanwhile, Wolfgang had stormed out of his room to track the noise, but as he approached Ilaina's room, he no longer dared step forward. Yet, he also didn't dare step backward, and so he stood there in awe, listening to the crescendo of four different moans that assaulted his ears, as well as the smashing sound of flesh against flesh that made evident the stage they were currently at.
"How can he draw such volume from them? Even at my best, I could not get a tenth of this from Zamira…is it possible…that I have to learn from him?"
...
The entangled bodies moved in various positions and switched spots on Konnor's rod to experience the full flavor of its heat.
Ilaina was the first to fall and receive his spunk within her cunt. Daphne then swiftly followed, after which Faidra and Aliki each got their turn.
Then they started all over again, repeating the rotation of mating until all had been creamed at least four times in a session that lasted for three-quarters of the night.
The girls now laid on the bed, passed out from exhaustion with silent cultivation base breakthroughs of various magnitude while Konnor sat cross-legged and stored the generated energy.
Faidra and Aliki reached the eighth step True Knight Rank.
Daphne reached the first step Grand Knight Rank.
As for Ilaina, she was very close to the second step and could break through at any time.
Chapter 47 - Be Careful of What You Pledge
Wolfgang whose ears bore witness to this feat of debauchery was confused on what to do. The volume Konnor managed to get out of the four ladies was enough to attest to his formidable "battle" skills. Thus, the mighty count was tempted to ask for his help!
However, how could he?
Was he going to bring his two centuries old self to ask a less than twenty years old junior how to please his consort? Was there a more straightforward way of throwing his face? He couldn't do it.
Alas, Zamira's calm, ferocious words still echoed within his mind and hammered at his male dignity.
"Maybe I can coerce him into keeping it a secret? How difficult can it be to tie the lips of a Grand Knight teenager?"
"And in any case, I'm not asking for his help. We will just be exchanging pointers. Yes…exchanging pointers…"
His voice trailed, and he left for his chambers. Soon afterward, Konnor did the same.
...
The sun quickly rose, its rays shafting through the windows and burdening Konnor's sight.
He stood up, ready to enjoy a relaxing bath when a knocking sound echoed from his door.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Already? He couldn't wait any longer? Tss, tss, tss, with such impatience, no wonder he fails to excel in the bedsheets. I probably don't even need to take the blame."
Konnor inwardly joked and moved toward the door. Leisurely, he opened it, revealing the presence of a short male servant who bowed in greetings as soon as he met his eyes.
"Greetings sir. His lordship is requesting your presence in his study."
"Understood, you may leave."
Konnor then leisurely crossed the distance toward Wolfgang's study and stepped in.
Wolfgang was currently standing with his arms crossed below his back and his gaze directed toward the window, like a lofty expert gazing into the distance.
Seeing his stance, Konnor was forced to stiffen a laugh.
"Do you need to put up such pretense when you're about to ask for bedchamber lessons? Tss, tss, tss."
Naturally, he didn't say that out loud and steadily walked toward the main desk.
"Greetings father-in-law, I was told you requested my presence?"
"Indeed. Have a sit."
Konnor didn't reject and sat within the wooden chair facing the desk.
"I have summoned you for an important discussion.
First, do you know for how long has house Kracht existed?"
"Tens of thousands of years?"
Konnor called a random number. As an Uradel house, house Kracht possessed at least ten thousand years of history. As for how long exactly, he had no idea.
"Fifty thousand to be more accurate. In past eras, our ancestors received great deeds of lands from past Holy Emperors for their innumerable contributions on the battlefield and established house Kracht.
Since then, we've accumulated countless merits, but it is not merit, alone, that allowed us to stand firm within the nobility of this country. No, what truly preserved us is our care for our established traditions."
Wolfgang began in a tirade that caused confusion to flash within Konnor's eyes.
What was he getting to with all this irrelevant nonsense?
"We've established and observed many traditions across the ages, but chief among those, and one of our most cherished is…The Talk!"
"The…Talk?"
Konnor repeated Wolfgang's solemn words.
"Yes, The Talk. An opportunity for the father-in-law to test his future son-in-law's understanding of the pleasure arts to ensure his daughter's happiness."
The seriousness with which Wolfgang spoke those unbelievable words caused Konnor to stare at him slack-jawed and reappraise that father-in-law of his.
"Loads of horseshit. Even in my previous life, I've never heard such righteous bullshitting."
Wolfgang paid little attention to his astonishment and finally turned from the window to face Konnor with his grave emerald eyes.
"And now it is time for us to have The Talk. Are you ready for this important test?"
Wolfgang believed the battle won and that Konnor would soon reveal all his secrets. However, his next words caused him to fly into rage.
"No thanks. I'm a proven veteran in the -pleasure arts- and need no confirmation from someone as untested as you are. No offense."
*BAM*
Wolfgang's palm slammed the table with large veins protruding from his temple.
"Are you looking down on our traditions or are you looking down on me?!"
Toward his fit of fury, Konnor remained unafraid.
"If anyone is looking down on someone here, it is you. Am I a three years old kid that you think you can swindle me with such a bullshit story? Even the most gullible of fools wouldn't believe it!"
Konnor's retort caused Wolfgang's face to contort into an awful
grimace.
"Do you think I would invent traditions for nothing? I just want to make sure my daughter is in good hands, so I'm making the moral sacrifice of discussing such matters with you! How dare you insult my good intentions?!"
Shameless! Completely and utterly shameless! Was Daphne really Wulf's daughter and not Wolfgang's?
"Hum, hum. You don't need to worry about Ilaina; in fact, I believe a quick talk will reveal that I am more than she can handle. However, I wonder if upon asking her about the truth of this -tradition- she will hold the same speech as you."
Wolfgang staggered, hesitation flashing within his eyes, but soon, he recomposed himself.
"Hum, this is a tradition passed on from father to son and only known by the male line. Naturally, she is not aware."
"Oh? Very well, then let's check with Wulf. Matter of fact, let's bring in all the male members of house Kracht and ask them if they know The…Talk."
The thought of being made a fool in front of all the male members of his house made Wolfgang wobble; and as he sought countermeasures, Konnor carried on.
"Actually, never mind. I have no interest in it, regardless of it being true or not. Bye."
With that said he turned heels and was about to leave when a Holy Force Field released by a fuming Wolfgang blocked his steps.
"Do you believe that I will beat you senseless?"
The threat seemed to fly over Konnor's head, and he burst into laughter.
"Beat if you must. In any case, you need me for the Holy Flame Baptism contest. Until I bring you that quota, no matter what, you cannot harm me. That being the case, who's afraid of who?"
"You!"
Deceit did not work; coercion also failed. Right now, only honesty remained.
"I'm not an unreasonable man. If you honestly tell me why you want my input, I might just help you out of the kindness of my heart. What's the problem?"
Knowing that he had no other alternative, Wolfgang sighed and fell into his seat.
"You cannot reveal this to anyone. If you do, baptism or not, I will kill you."
"Sure."
"I…can no longer please Zamira."
Once again, Konnor prevented himself from bursting into laughter. For perhaps if he did, Wolfgang truly wouldn't hesitate to behead him.
"Hum, hum. That's a…serious issue that requires…special handling. But I can help you."
Hearing those words, Wolfgang's eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"Of course, I have all the degrees and certifications in the bedroom department."
"You have what?"
"Nevermind…"
Konnor returned to his seat, grabbed paper and ink, then pushed it toward Wolfgang.
"What are you doing?"
"Preparing a provision to save my ass in case you turn to your blade after receiving my help. Something written by you to hold against you."
Wolfgang was startled. Did the boy have to be so overcautious? He wanted to argue but seeing the seriousness within Konnor's gaze, he knew this part was non-negotiable.
"First, what do you want me to write?"
"Nothing much. Just something to put you to great shame should it spread to the outside. I will keep it somewhere safe, but if you adopt a threatening stance, have no doubt that it will first spread within your house, and then within the entire Holy Flame City."
"Alright, alright, dictate."
Wolfgang no longer wished to inquire on Konnor's need for protection. The sooner he was done with this, the sooner he could regain his dignity!
"I, Wolfgang of house Kracht, in exchange for obtaining the means to please my consort, submit my life, my body, and my soul, to the great demon prince Konnor.
I hereby, irrevocably pledge to enter and loyally serve him and his household now, and forever."
Wolfgang's forehead creased as he heard those humiliating words.
"Are you messing with me? Who would ever write such drivel?"
"To write or not to write depends on you. Don't forget to sign your name at the end with your blood. We gotta look official."
The casualness of Konnor's words reminded Wolfgang that he had long since lost the initiative. So, he could only comply.
He wrote every single one of the words, cut open his finger, and signed the paper in his blood name.
"Done…"
"Now repeat what you wrote so that I know you did it right."
Exasperation was rising within Wolfgang's heart, but he still obeyed.
"I, Wolfgang of house Kracht, in exchange for obtaining the means to please my consort, submit my life, my body, and my soul, to the great demon prince Konnor!
I hereby, irrevocably pledge to enter and loyally serve him and his household now, and forever!"
He exclaimed to show his annoyance, but as he ended the words and returned his gaze onto Konnor's, he could see that a demonic glint had replaced the previous casualness.
Konnor's eyes glittered with violet light, pentagrams and demonic glyphs soared, and a whirlwind of purple fog surrounded the two of them.
"Then I, Konnor of the house of Taltus, welcome you into my household!"
Chapter 48 - The System’s Return
The surge of demonic energy that soon filled the room caused Wolfgang's eyes to widen with fright.
"The Divine Lords preserve us. You are a demon spawn!"
As soon as he grasped that reality, Wolfgang summoned his energy battle-ax, but before he could hurl it at Konnor's neck, the demonic glyphs dived into his body and finalized the contract.
"Kneel."
*Thud*
A force beyond his ability to resist burst from within Wolfgang and forced him onto his knees. He dropped his battle-ax which soon vanished in light particles.
"What sorcery is this? Vile creature, what have you done to me?!"
He roared with bloodshot eyes and soaring hatred.
Deceived! He had been deceived and led the world's most atrocious creatures into his house!
Like Ilaina feared, there was no way Wolfgang could accept a demon within his household. Before asking anything, he would first try to execute them. Unfortunately for him, he no longer possessed the ability to contend with Konnor.
"No need for such an outburst. You signed a contract to obtain the means to please your woman. Means I shall grant you."
Konnor extended his index toward the kneeling Wolfgang and fired a purple beam that dived into his body and surrounded his crotch with violet mist. Soon, glittering demonic glyphs appeared on the count's little brother.
"What's…this?"
While it wasn't detectable from the outside, Wolfgang clearly felt the strand of demonic energy swirling within his groins. Odd changes were occurring within his cock, and even his libido was being heightened.
"My end of the bargain. I can't speak for your oral skills, but at least I can guarantee that you can pleasure your consort, or any woman really, with your rod. Happy?"
What he had yet to mention was that although Wolfgang now had the means, he would never get the opportunity to use his new tool on Zamira in a lifetime.
Meanwhile, Wolfgang felt no delight and only now did the realization of what had occurred settle within his mind.
"You…made me sign a demonic contract? That was an actual…demonic contract?"
"Finally catching on. Yes, indeed. From now on, and until your dying breath, you are a servant of Konnor and his household. Congratulations.
But don't worry, I won't make things too difficult for you."
Konnor rose from his seat and cracked his knuckles while flashing a wolfish grin.
"Wait…why are you looking at me like that?"
"Did you have fun pummeling me? Was it sweet? Did it satisfy your vanity?"
Konnor's words caused Wolfgang to realize that retribution for his earlier actions was approaching at breakneck speed.
"Don't…step closer!"
"Oh, I'm stepping closer. I'm going to beat the living shit out of you! Damn f
ucker, it is always I who bullies people. When was it your turn to bully me?"
His right fist flew straight into Wolfgang's face.