Chapter 46

The dog-girl whimpered against the hand covering her mouth as her new master’s cock sawed in and out of her sex. Rumors had been spreading through the mansion that he was taking the maids who kept their collars, like her, in the middle of the day and driving them wild with his prick. She had been hoping her turn might be soon as they had heard the rescuees were recovering well enough he planned on returning to Silvermoon soon.

Still, she hadn’t expected to be suddenly snatched from behind, dragged into a nearby linen closet, have her undergarments ripped off, then pressed against the wall as her master’s cock nudged against her entrance. He stayed like that until she got her bearings and saw Kal’s face in the dim light seeping in beneath the closet’s door. The dog girl smiled and arched her back as she reached behind her and spread her sex open. This alone let the head of his prick slip inside her, making her yip in surprise. His hand covered her mouth as he rocked back and forth, coating his cock with her fluids as the head slipped in and out of her pussy.

Kal grabbed her tail with his other hand and slowly pushed into her. She felt a slight sting as the dry base of his cock pulled on her lips, but the little bit of pain just heightened the pleasure of being filled so completely. When she offered herself to him on the estate’s back lawn mere days ago, the dog-girl expected that her new master was well-endowed since he had the blue ogre as a lover but hadn’t expected him to be the perfect size for her own sex.

The sting from when he first entered her became a distant memory as he started moving in and out of her pussy. Kal’s hand clamped down on her mouth even tighter as she moaned in time with his thrusts. To keep quiet, her master ground his cock into her sex with short thrusts that never lost contact with her ass before pulling all the way out and then sliding back into her heat far too slowly for her liking. She wanted to feel his hips pounding against her rear as he buried his cock inside her, but that would have made too much noise.

At the same time, his and over her mouth and insistence on her silence spurred her arousal to greater heights. He was her master and had the right to use her body any time or way he wished. But he was treating her like a mistress, not a slave, snatching her from her duties for a quiet moment of passion away from the prying eyes of Mistress Mori or her master’s other lovers. It felt taboo, naughty, dangerous.

Her master’s thumb brushed across her pucker as he let go of her tail, making her yip into his hand with surprise. Without slowing the motion of his hips, the hand snuck around and found the pearl at the top of her sex.

Using the hand over her mouth, he pulled her back until she felt his breath against her neck. Kal quietly growled, “Come for me,” before biting roughly at the nape of her neck and flicking his fingers back and forth over her pearl.

Until he pulled her backwards, the dog-girl’s hands had been up against the wall. As he began playing with her clit, one hand reached to the side and grabbed a bundle of folded sheets, then brought them to her face just as her master’s cock, fingers, and teeth sent her flying over the edge.

The dog-girl half-howled/half-screamed into the folded sheets as she came. The woman’s entire body trembled as she shoved her ass backward, trying to impale herself even further on Kal’s prick. When she returned to the world from her moment of blinding pleasure, the dog-girl immediately realized the Kal was still hard and slowly stroking in and out of her sex.

Turning away from the hand covering her mouth, she whispered, “Master, may I make a request?”

Kal silently nodded.

“Please, use me for your pleasure, fill me.”

Her master quietly chuckled and began moving inside her again.

Kal groaned with appreciation as the dog-girl maid lovingly cleaned his prick of their combined juices with her tongue. His only complaint was the lack of light in the linen closet so he could watch.

“You should go see Brugga next,” Ikuno sent over the bond. “She is having a hard time understanding that I belong to you despite me being so much bigger. Besides, I think she’s earned the right to be your first orc pussy.”

“Maybe she has, but it feels like I’ve just been having sex non-stop when I should be taking care of the girls we rescued.”

“Every time we’ve needed your help,” Kashka interrupted, “you’ve been there within a few minutes. You don’t need to be by their bedside every second to care for them. What you’re doing now is building important relationships for when you return.”

“I don’t think Mori would agree with you,” he replied as the dog girl finished cleaning him and gently nuzzled his balls, taking long, deep breaths through her nose.

“Mori understands,” said Ikuno, “she just doesn’t like that she has to share you.”

“You also don’t hear any complaints when she’s laying beneath you in bed moaning,” said Kashka with a mental giggle. “Aside from that, I think she appreciates that you have invited her into your bed every night.”

Kal gathered a handful of the dog-girl’s hair and used it to press her face into his crotch, then rubbed his cock and balls all over her cheeks, forehead, and especially under her sensitive nose.

“Now everyone with a good sense of smell will know exactly what you were doing and who you belong to,” said Kal in a low voice. “You’re not allowed to wash your face until you go to bed tonight.”

“Are you planning on making that one yours?” asked the oni.

“No,” Kal replied. “Though I feel bad about it, I haven’t tried to learn the names of the girls who kept their collars. I feel like Mori would react badly if I were on a first-name basis with all of the servants I’ve slept with.”

“Probably a good choice since she’s already acting jealous,” said Ikuno. “No sense in poking the hornet’s nest.”

“I was going to comment about poking a different type of nest, but she keeps herself pretty well trimmed down there.”

“We’ve spoiled you,” said Ikuno. “It’s more common for women to be a bit hairy.”

“Smells stick to hair,” Kashka added. “Not all of my jobs involved weak-nosed humans. Some of my high-profile targets kept a monster girl concubine nearby just to sniff out assassins.”

“I think failing an assassination because someone smelled your hairy pussy would be funny.”

Kal felt a flicker of annoyance from the cat.

“Given who your master was, you obviously disagree,” Ikuno quickly added. The mage slid his mostly soft cock in and out of the dog girl’s mouth a few more times before tucking it away in his pants.

“Stay here for a minute or two before coming out,” he whispered to the maid.

The dog girl gazed up at him with adoration and nodded before he slipped out of the linen closet. Outside, he found a small crowd of housekeepers and maids whose eyes widened upon seeing him before they quickly scattered. It seemed he and the dog girl had not done enough to keep quiet. He didn’t care about being caught in his own house, but the challenge and risk made his time with the maid much more fun.

“I don’t know if you will believe me, but I’m getting a little tired of these situations,” Kal said over the bond. “First, it was Dax and her pack. Then it was the ship’s crew aboard the Scarlet Bitch. Now I’m having sex with half of my servant staff. I’m sure that any other man my age would be having the time of his life. But sleeping with woman after woman that I barely know is starting to feel like work.”

“You’re a long way from half of them,” the oni pointed out. “But it’s work you’re good at,” said Ikuno with a mental nod of agreement from Kashka. “Just think about the look on that girl’s face before you stepped out of the closet or the look on Mori’s face last night after she soaked down the bed sheets because of you. It’s more than just getting your dick wet. You’re making these women happy and leaving them satisfied. That girl you left in the linen closet will anxiously look forward to your return, as will Mori.”

“I’m not sure if Mori counts in this situation. She made it clear that she wants my name and the power that goes along with it. Sleeping with me is undoubtedly the quickest way to get there.”

“For a man who’s so smart and has managed to build a harem around yourself, you can be surprisingly dense when it comes to women,” sent Kashka. “She may have ulterior motives, but the woman’s face lights up when you enter the room. That kind of reaction doesn’t come from wanting you for the power your name holds.”

“You think she’s fallen in love with me?”

“Not yet. I think it’s too soon to say love. But I think she enjoys your company in and out of the bedroom.”

“Master Kal?” said Esk, falling in step behind him as the mage descended the stairs.

“Yes, Esk?”

“I know you have been busy ... taking care of the servants ... lately. However, a few women outside those with collars would also like to show you their appreciation for their freedom.”

“Esk? Isn’t it customary for a Manor Lord to NOT stick his dick in every single servant?”

“True, it is typically frowned upon. However, you are in a unique situation.”

“How so?”

“Normally, the main reason for not dallying with the servants is because it can create conflicts among your heirs. As you are unmarried and have no intention of creating an heir with any of the women here, nor do you seem inclined to form a deeper relationship with anyone besides Mistress Mori, I feel you have a unique opportunity to create bonds among the staff much stronger than usual between employer and employee.

“There is also the matter of the rumors spread by the women you have ... visited. Unlike in other Manor houses, the servants actively voice their desire to be intimate with you without concern for raising their status. Even more interesting is that they understand that if you sleep with all of them, that makes none special. They are merely curious to experience time alone with you and see if the collared girls are telling the truth.”

“To put it plainly, Esk, I’m not interested. I have a short list of women I will take care of now that I’m done with those wearing collars. I do not have the energy, and, more importantly, I do not have the time to satisfy the curiosity of every woman who wants a ride on my cock. Tell those who showed interest that the women we rescued are recovering quickly, they no longer require my or Ikuno’s help, and we will leave for Silvermoon shortly.”

“You have only just recently arrived. May I ask why you are leaving so soon?”

“We have a ship to catch.”

“Do you have to go?” Mori asked, her eyes pleading with him to stay. She and Kal stood in the makeshift infirmary set up in the dance hall on the western side of the second floor. Around them, housekeepers-turned-nurses bustled about tending to their few remaining patients.

They stood at the foot of a bedroll containing the reason for Kal’s presence. One of the rescues had begun shaking and flailing about uncontrollably. The woman appeared to be a squirrel-girl, but not one Kal had ever seen. Her front from her chin to her feet was a striking orange color, while from her hair to her large bushy tail was all dark gray bordering on black. Two stripes of white that seemed out of place with the rest of her coloring ran down her sides from the middle of her torso to her feet. Unfortunately, there was little Kal could do, and Ikuno instructed him to let the woman flop around, then roll her onto her left side once she finished and let her rest until she woke up. With her episode over, nurses were helping the monster girl sit up and drink some water.

When he arrived back at the house, Esk and Mori informed him that this type of squirrel was common in the tropical islands far south of here despite their exotic coloration. They also explained that most of the recovering women appeared to be from the same area. The island tribes the girls came from were easy pickings for slavers, especially those with mages assisting them, since many tribes only had a medicine woman. According to the slaver contracts Olvo is currently purchasing, The Perdition should be returning from these islands and the southern savannah.

“I have a ship coming into port any day now. For all we know, it may already be there. The contracts for the slaves aboard have been bought, and half of the Scarlet Bitch’s crew is waiting impatiently to take over the Perdition and begin its new life as a merchant vessel. Ikuno, Kashka, and I need to be there to make sure the old crew doesn’t put up a fuss.”

“And once you are done, you will be coming back?”

“Not for quite some time, and there’s still a chance we may never return. The man we need to kill is powerful, and I had hoped to be stronger before we faced him. The mage we killed in the fight to rescue these girls made a sound deep in his throat that seemed to give his spells more power. I think it was the spellsinging I had heard about. I would have liked to learn how to do that before taking on Azrin.”

Mori looked at the floor and seemed not to know what to do with her hands before looking up at Kal again. “You should talk to my father when you get back to Silvermoon. The people you are looking for are a nomadic tribe that lives north of Silvermoon. I remember my father dealing with them when I was younger, but I heard less and less about them as I grew up. He may still know how to contact them.”

“Why the hesitation?”

“Because I didn’t want to give you another reason to leave. But then I realized that the best way for you to come back is by making sure you have the power to beat your enemy.”

“And it didn’t once occur to you that you could have demanded something in return for that information?”

Mori’s eyes widened as the weight of her missed opportunity crashed down on her. “Oh, dammit,” she huffed, stomping her foot. The nurses stopped to look at their mistress for a moment, then returned to their work when they saw her ire wasn’t directed at them.

Kal chuckled. “I’m glad that you were worried enough about my safety to offer that information without any games.”

“I may have lost that opportunity, but was it useful enough to make a request?”

“Requests don’t need to be rewards. Ask away. The worst I can say is no.”

Mori sidled up next to him and got up on her tiptoes before whispering in his ear. “I heard you left one of the maids a sopping mess earlier today ... There’s a linen closet down the hall.”

“I like the way you think. But part of the fun was surprising her. So ... not right now. Aside from that, you’re supposed to be supervising,” he said with a wave at the girls and their nurses.

Looking around, Mori blushed. “You’re right. This isn’t the time for that. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” he replied, flashing her a smile. “I like knowing I’m wanted.”

“Who is that man?” the squirrel girl asked as Kal walked away. Her tail twitched with excitement while leering openly at the mage’s back until he stepped out of the dance hall.

The human woman tending to her sighed in exasperation. “That’s Master Kal, the owner and master of this estate and the man who rescued you.” She had told the girl the same thing nearly every time Master Kal had come to visit. The droosa appeared to have harmed the girl’s mind in a way that not even their master’s or the blue ogre’s magic could heal. The squirrel could barely remember from one hour to the next, but that did nothing to dampen her libido.

The nurse turned to Mori. “Mistress? Assuming she stops having these episodes like the others did, what shall we do with her if she can’t remember what we told her only a few minutes ago?”

“And wants to sleep with every male she sees,” added the reptilian woman helping her.

“We wait and hope that her mind eventually mends itself. If it does not, I have permission to turn her over to a brothel in Silvermoon.”

“That seems cruel considering what she’s been through.”

“I thought so as well, but it sounds like Kal will have a stake in this particular brothel and plans on making sure the girls there are treated well.”

“Master Kal is buying a brothel?” the human asked, frowning.

“I don’t know the details, but from what we’ve seen of him, I think the girls will live out their lives happy and worry-free. Most likely, he will put some system in place that a portion of what they earn will be set aside if they ever regain their ability to remember and decide to return home.”

“I think a few of our former slaves would prefer that to working here for the fare to go home.”

The lizard girl shook her head. “Most of those who had homes to go back to have already left. Like me, the rest of us may have a homeland to return to, but our homes are gone. If we did return, we would start from scratch, which would cost more than the trip there. It’s a daunting prospect, and many of us have decided we will have a better life here, free and working for Master Kal and Mistress Mori.”

“And that has nothing to do with the stories of his exploits among the servants? Speak honestly.”

“He seems focused on the girls who kept their collars, but if he approached me, I would happily accept him. The girls he’s been with speak of him with reverence. I expect that to some degree since they kept their collars, but it seems clear that he put effort into making sure they enjoyed themselves. If he puts that kind of effort into a maid or kitchen worker,” the lizard-girl grinned up at Mori, “You are a very lucky woman to be spending each night with him, Mistress.”

Mori blushed bright red. “The affairs of your Master or Mistress should be of no concern to you.”

“As you wish, Mistress,” said the reptile with a smirk as she turned her attention back to the squirrel-girl.

Kal grinned as he made his way to the stables. Both the head cook and the head of housekeeping for the facility had turned him down. The women had become assistants under the Manor’s head staff and quickly proved their skills. They also gave him nearly identical reasons for not accepting his offer of some time in the bedroom. A maid among dozens could easily go unnoticed, but their positions as first assistants meant they would come into contact with Lady Mori, and they didn’t want knowledge of him sleeping with them to cause friction with her. The rejection wasn’t unexpected since they were human and not monster girls.

More importantly, the staff would circulate the story of turning him down without repercussion or disappointment. After taking the women still wearing collars without a hint of asking for permission, he needed these stories to show that he wasn’t going to turn into a despot. Esk would explain the situation if his servants asked about the collared girls. Not that any of the girls would complain about his treatment. They saw themselves as his property to use as he pleased, and he made sure that each of them thoroughly enjoyed the experience, judging by their adoring faces afterward.

The mage briefly considered telling the assistant cook and housekeeper that Mori would be leaving for Silvermoon once the last few rescues were on their feet so she could learn how to take over his business from Scarlet, but decided to leave it alone. This meant he only had one more woman to see and would most likely find her in the stables.

The manor’s stables were larger than the one in Telsin that served the entire town. Part of its size was due to half of the building being dedicated to housing the manor’s six carriages and a small area reserved for any needing repair. The wood had been stained with a dark substance that made the wood resistant to the effects of horse urine. Or so he had been told. The stable in Telsin was decades older than this one and was built with raw wood as far as he knew.

A door on the back side of the stable opened into a large field where the horses grazed during the day. A fence separated the pasture from the carriage side, allowing those covered with dust from the road to be brought to the backside for cleaning while the fresh, sparkling carriages sat in the front, ready for use.

In the stable proper, there were all kinds of horses. Nearest the front door were the riding horses, while further back were those reserved for pulling carriages. At the very back of the stable stood the massive draft horses used for pulling plows or heavy wagons.

The front doors of the stable stood open, and once he passed into the building’s shadow, Kal saw Brugga putting a harness on one of the tall draft horses. He stood there with his arms crossed until she had finished and turned to fetch the next piece of gear.

The order to call her outside and explain her issue with him never passed his lips. The day had been pleasurable yet exhausting, and if he were going to sleep with another woman today, he would rather make love to Ikuno or Kashka. He also found Ikuno’s explanation of the orcish power dynamic bothersome and didn’t see the need to prove himself to the green-skinned woman when he already had more than enough lovers. His first time with an orc would have to wait.

Kal turned on his heel and made his way back to the manor. He needed to speak to Esk and have the man get things ready for tomorrow.

“We will be leaving tomorrow,” said Kal as he made his way to his room that night. Mori walked beside him with Shay and Satah in tow. “From what I saw in the infirmary today, there is little more we can do for the remaining women. The rest is up to time.”

Mori sighed. “I want to beg you to stay. But after telling me about The Perdition, I know you can’t.”

“I’m glad. I already feel guilty for leaving you in this situation. Begging me to stay would have just made me feel worse.”

“Do you mean that?”

“Which part?”

“That you feel bad about leaving me?”

Kal chuckled. “You are a fascinating woman to talk to and quite beautiful. I have enjoyed your company both in and out of the bedroom these last few days, and if I could stay longer, I would.”

“Then could I ask you for something special tonight?”

“Go ahead.”

“Leave me like you did the collared maids this morning.”

“I can’t do that,” Kal replied with a grin.

“Why not?” Mori pouted.

“Because when I was done with those girls, their whole world revolved around me. You could see it in their eyes. Doing that to you on the eve of my departure seems cruel. But I have a better reason for not doing that just before I leave.”

“Oh?”

“If I did that to you and left, then came back and performed poorly, you would immediately be waiting for the next time I leave. I’d rather wait until I return before leaving you a happy puddle in the middle of the bed.”

“Giving me something to look forward to?”

“Exactly. However, since it’s our last night together in a while, I’d like to spend it with you alone,” he said, directing the sentence over his shoulder at Mori’s chambermaids.

Mori flashed Kal a brilliant smile before nodding to the women. Both chambermaids stopped and bowed their heads as Kal and Mori continued to the master bedroom.

Kal stood before the Manor’s front doors and looked around in confusion the following morning. Two carriages stood in front of the house. One was for him, Kashka, and Ikuno. The second held the artificer and bookkeepers, their hands and ankles bound in shackles. The lead of the horse Kal rode there was tethered to the back of the second carriage. But there was only one, which meant somebody was missing.

“Where’s Thiben?” he asked.

“He left the morning of your return, Master Kal,” Esk replied. “He stated his primary purpose was to ensure the manor’s security did not give you too much trouble. With that taken care of, he chose to return to Silvermoon.”

“I feel bad for not realizing he was gone until now. But I suppose he had duties in Silvermoon that required his attention. I appreciate that he didn’t feel like we needed a babysitter.”

“Assuming he had such an inclination, the way you left that first day would have banished any belief you needed a chaperone.”

“You’re probably correct,” he replied before turning toward the front door as it opened. Mori stepped out in a beautiful dress of shimmering white silk with off-white fabric roses on one shoulder and the opposing hip. Upon noticing her small, measured steps as she walked over and threaded her arm through his, the corner of his mouth pulled up into a smirk.

“I’m going to miss you,” she said, getting up on her tiptoes and kissing his cheek.

“I’m not sure if you’ll believe me. But I’m going to miss you too.”

“With all the women you have around you, I don’t think I can.”

“Kal misses all of his women,” said Kashka, startling Mori and Esk. She ignored their glares and continued, “Perra, Aradelle, Gerda, and Kuto, he misses them all. He may not think of you as much as you’d like, but when he does, he will genuinely miss you.”

“You missed Bas and Dax,” said Kal.

“You don’t have the same kind of connection with Bas as with the rest of us,” said Ikuno. “You formed a bond with her to protect her, and she hasn’t been around enough for you two to fall in love. As for Daxas, you love her, but since she’s a pack leader, you don’t want to interfere with her leadership.” She turned to Mori as Kal considered her words. “Kal enjoys your company, and if we had a few months to stay here, I have little doubt you would be joining us,” she said, tapping her temple. “Though I would still object to you marrying him before Perra.

“But you’re forgetting that you can give him something most of us can’t.”

“Another son,” said Mori, blushing as she glanced at the mage.

“Really?” said Kashka, crossing her arms. “You’ve monopolized him for the past few nights, and the thought of having his kid makes you blush?”

“You’re a woman. You know as well as I do that there’s a difference between enjoying each other’s bodies and feeling filled when trying to create a child.”

“I’m still many years from having my own kitten, but yes, I understand.”

“Good for you two,” said Ikuno, a hint of bitterness seeping into her voice.

“Sorry, Ikuno,” said Kashka.

“Don’t mention it. I’ll go check on the prisoners.”

“Ikuno’s right, we need to be going.” Kal turned to Mori and pressed his lips to hers. “I’m already looking forward to seeing you again.” He leaned down and whispered into her ear, “If all goes well, the next time we meet, I’ll give you my name ... and more,” he said, patting her lower belly.

Mori’s eyes widened briefly before she threw her arms around his neck for a fierce final kiss. When she eventually released him, the woman was out of breath and flushed all the way down to the tops of her breasts.

Kal turned away and walked down the steps to the carriages as Kashka took his place. Taking Mori’s face in her hands, she pulled the woman down into another kiss. The cat’s lips were soft and welcoming. It was more like the kiss of a longtime lover, nothing like the one she just gave Kal.

“It may be premature, but I wanted to be the first to welcome you,” said the cat before following Kal into the lead carriage.

At a signal from the mage, the drivers tapped the horses’ backsides and pulled away from the manor. The second carriage pulled away to reveal Ikuno with a look of annoyance on her face. The oni walked up the steps and knelt in front of Mori.

“Damn cat. I was Kal’s first woman and should have been the first to welcome you.” Placing a knuckle under Mori’s chin, Ikuno lifted the human’s face before giving her a chaste kiss. “And I apologize for what I said. I’m the only one of Kal’s women who cannot give him a child, and listening to you and Kashka talk about it hurt. Forgive me.”

Mori covered her mouth with her hands. “What? Why?”

“I’m immortal, and immortals are not allowed children. At least, not without the help of a god or two. But that means that I take being an aunt very, very seriously. Just so you’re prepared. Take care, Mori,” the oni said with a chuckle before descending the steps and jogging after the carriages. Ikuno formed two spells and pressed them to her chest. She immediately began moving faster, but seemingly without any extra effort. Within moments, she had caught up with the trailing carriage and loped along easily beside it.

“I suppose this means I won’t be needing your service in my bedchambers anymore, Esk,” said Mori while tucking her dress behind her knees and sitting on the top step, wincing slightly as the stone pressed against her tender sex. “I was a trophy on Darrow’s arm up until a few days ago. I lost my husband, gained another, and then lost that one as well. Now, I’m all but engaged to the very man who rejected me. But I won’t be a trophy to be displayed. I’ll work beside him to make his ... not his, our business successful.

“I’m bothered by how happy I am about all this, Esk.”

“What bothers you, Milady?”

“I was living a life of luxury with no responsibilities other than looking pretty on my husband’s arm and suffering his occasional attempts to produce an heir. Now I have a job, and how well I do at it will determine if I become a part of Kal’s family. A part of me is annoyed that I’m being tested, but at the same time, I feel like I have more purpose now than I have since leaving my father’s house.”