Chapter 22 – Noble Asks for More

I just walk down to the massage room naked. I make the hike quickly, trying not to make anyone wait too long for me. Opening the door, I see Yuki waiting, already naked. I take in her form in my slightly high state. I feel my dick start to grow.

SMACK. "You stupid girl. What do you think you're doing. I felt your mana on the steps of the brothel. Why are you using it so much? Others definitely know a lot of life mana is being used. Explain." Her face is red from anger, hands are clenched like they want to strike me again.

I feel my tears come from the stinging pain in my face. "I did as she asked. The girl wanted me to do it, so I did. What did I do wrong?" Mind racing through the encounter.

"Was it a command?"

"Not directly, no."

"Then why did you do it. You should have the brains to limit yourself." Screaming in my face.

I feel my legs give out, and I fall on my ass. "Sorry. I didn't know. She wanted it. I'm supposed to please the clients."

"Now, a lot of powerful nobles know about you and what you can do. This is all before you think about the state the girl is in now from all that mana."

"She is asleep. I'm going back to her after this."

"Limits, girl. Maybe they don't know if it is you or a formation today for a party." She kneels down and wraps my stupid ass up in a big furry hug. "I'm sorry I slapped you. I just need you to not be too wanted when your collar falls off. Be safe."

"Ok." Trying to get my tears under control. "I didn't know, I didn't think anyone would know about it."

"Sorry, I forgot you don't have any training, even with all the mana you have. Formations and walls to block mana are too expensive to put up in a brothel, so the mana is moving through the entire building with how little you are able to control it." She gently wipes some tears from my eyes. "I guess this is my fault for not telling you. Sorry for hitting you. I'm just worried about you."

"Ok, I'll try not to use my mana in the future. I get it; I've lashed out at you many times during my pregnancies. I'll do better." Tears coming under control again. "Should we get started?"

"Yes, I would like that." She helps me up and we start the ritual. Nothing else strange happens during the massage. I walk up the stairs slowly, still a little freaked out about what happened.

"Hi, slave. One moment, please."

"Yes, Mistress." Bowing my head.

"You are to continue that play you were doing. I've had Kelly check the girl, and she is fine. If she wants more, you are to give it."

"As you wish, Mistress." Sorry, Yuki. Now, it is a command. I speeded up a little after Mistress left me, worried she would watch me on the stairs.

I get inside and let the orphan girl go. I recheck the noblewoman. I'm seeing the same number of orgasms, and I'm actually able to see her health. Just a message saying good. But that is a first for me.

I shake the woman. "My lady," I say, trying to wake her. Slowly, she stirs.

"Shit, everything hurts. You're back."

"Yes, I am my lady. Would you like to rest or continue?"

"You made a promise to me. Keep it."

"Are you sure?" Fighting my beautiful collar from starting my actives.

"Yes, I don't know how, but I remember it all. The pain and the pleasure. It is a strange memory, but I kind of like it. Prove you can go all night."

"You're going to regret this." I stop resisting, and my actives max out again. Her breath gets ragged almost immediately, her brain fighting to keep her sane. I grab some rope and throw the covers off her. Revealing the mess I made her. Swishing some mana, I attempt to carry her with it. It takes a few attempts, but I get it. I start tying her body up. Starting with her arms. I tie each to a wall, stretching her out in the air. Shibari over her chest and midsection and use that to tie her to the ceiling. Ropes rub against her labia and spread her ass a little. I tie more rope around her tits, making it so they don't move. I get the clips and place them back on her nipples and clit. I get my giant ball gag and force it into her moaning mouth. I tie her hair to an anal hook. I move the hook in, pulling her head up.

I move her left leg tie to the corner, raising it some. I look at the girl again and like it. I get a slow-drip candle and light it. I try to figure out how to have it float around, using her pretty back as a testing table. Eventually, I get it floating in a random pattern over her back. I'm not sure how to describe the noises coming out of my puddle's mouth, but it is cute.

There are a few more toys I want to try on her. The first is a bunch of pointy sticks on a small wheel. They hurt but don't leave any marks usually. Getting it, I run it along her pale ass. Her muffled sounds pick up in volume. Moving it into a wax drip, I manage to get a squeal of pure pain, even with all the arousal I'm forcing into her. I move under her to run it along her tits and nipples. More squeals come from her. I think I found something she truly hates. I keep it up on her tits, forcing her to a painful orgasm.

The last place to do it is her jungle. I track her labia for more squeals, and I nudge the clip on her clit so I can get the wheel over it. I get a full scream from that, and a little piss on me. I clean it off and switch to a standard whip. I know she won't be able to count them, so I just smack her ass hard. More screams come from her.

Having enough with the toys, I move in between her legs and force myself inside her moist pussy. I start to fuck her. I can't go too fast due to her swing so much. I whip her back when I feel like it and just focus on the pleasure I'm feeling from my dick in her vagina. I start to swing her, having gravity pull her onto my dick. She can't swing far since I need to keep my dick in her, but it does force her to be only an inch from fully accepting me.

The swinging is novel, but it doesn't really do anything for me; too slow. So, I just start fucking her pussy as usual. I grab hold of the clips on her nipples to keep her still. I feel the anal hook rub against my cock through her stretched asshole. I remember the chain I have and quickly get that and attach it to the clips on her nipples. I have one hand on the chain, the other on the whip, and return to fucking her pussy. Every few pumps, I give her back a whip. I hardly register her whimpers and muffled moans with how constant they are. Even my moans are becoming background music. I must be getting high from my aura.

I orgasm, pumping my seed deep into her pussy, though they have no eggs to fertilize. The girl couldn't handle more than the five I'd forced her to have. Four of my orgasms later, I start to untie her tits, worried about blood flow. I send life mana to each limb to fix any damage the ropes may have caused. I do keep the clips and chain, even adding weight to the chain. I move to her front to fuck her face again. I found the oversized ring rag to replace the current ball gag. As I'm taking the gag out, I check to make sure my little puddle of noble is still fine. Her status shows good still, not sure how that is possible with all the abuse. She has an entire candle of wax on her back. Blood mixed into the wax. Her ass has to be damaged from that hook. Her pussy has been through so much abuse. Her tits and clit have had the clip in for an hour at least. Through all that, she's added ten orgasms to her total, making it sixty total.

I decide to trust it, I am feeling great from my pheromones. I pull the ring gag tight and start to abuse her mouth and throat again. This time, I use her anal hook to keep her from swinging back. Her gurglings sound deafening as a new sound assaults my ears. I fill her stomach with my semen for the next hour and a half. Worrying about her nerves, I bring her down. I have the self-moving dildos; a small one would be great for her mouth. I check my mana and see I still have plenty of it so I grab one and attach it to a smaller ring gag. I take the anal hook out. I put her back in dogging, face turned to the side on my pillow, ass raised high in the air. Another moving dildo would be great, fucking her in all holes at once.  I set it up, fed them mana, and then plunged my dick in her stretched asshole. I'm standing over her and using every muscle I can to fuck her ass. The hook did a great job allowing me to bottom out in her.

The pheromones are starting to affect my judgment, but my beautiful collar won't let me stop it. I don't know how long I fucked her ass, just the pleasure I received.

My mana ran out probably an hour ago; I'm starting to be sane again. I stop my waist and see the mess below me. At some point, I switched with the dildo and fucked her pussy. Semen, blood, and other fluids stream out of her ass and pussy down her back and front. I slowly get my memories and find I just wanted to breed the noble. For hours, I fucked her pussy. I even lost control of my orgasms, pushing a load into the poor girl every five minutes. I pull out the dildos and the ring gag. Her eyes are open, and I hear her mumbling something, a stupid little smile on her face. I help her up or really pull her up and show her what she looks like in the mirror. She falls asleep shortly after she sees her sorry state, so I scoop her up in a blanket to hide her naked body and take her to the massage room for a private bath.

I take my time, careful not to hurt her any more than I have. Cleaning the various fluids and wax from her skin is hard when you don't want to hurt someone with this many marks. I shampoo her pubic hair, which does a great job of getting it back to its pure golden shine. I give her a back massage using what life mana I've earned to remove as many markings as I can. I start to carry her back up in the blanket. I set her on the bed and wrapped myself around her, even moving my wing to be her blanket and falling asleep.

KNOCK KNOCK. "Miss, the guest needs to leave soon."

"Ok, I'll get her ready to go out. Do you know if her Mother is still here?"

"She left last night, but I believe she is back outside in a carriage."

"Good. Thank you."

I give her a light slap on the face to wake her. It works.

"Fucking hell, I'm stupid. You really went all night. Thank you for the bath and massage. Is my back still just one giant bruise?"

"No, I mostly healed it."

"Couldn't heal anything else?"

"No, I used too much mana during sex."

"Fair enough. That was amazing. I don't think I learned much last night. But I guess that is my fault."

"I am sorry about not keeping that promise. You'll be fine. What I want to know is why you wanted this. I would not be happy to be in your place. Pregnant with five kids and a brutal fucking. You won't be walking, sitting, or living normally for like a week."

"Five kids?"

"Yes, in a month, you'll be showing, just like I am, after a few days with twelve."

"Damn, this was a perfect night. I guess I can tell you. When I started puberty, I had a dream. The dream had me tied up and abused, just like last night. I would wake up, my bed soaked like I wet the bed. But it didn't smell like piss. As a woman, I had wet dreams. Still do. I hope this will make them to stop. They made me like the abuse, I think."

"Be careful doing this with others. They won't be able to force pleasure through your body; just the pain will be there. If you find the wrong girls, they won't take care of you after they abuse you, leaving you completely broken. I'm lucky to have a few friends here to look after me. You'll need that as well."

"Thank you for the warning. I can tell this would have been hell without your skills. Help me put on my panties and dress. My Mother is waiting. Thanks again for the kids and fun first night."

"Of course."

"Hate to keep asking for things, but can you carry me down the stairs. I'm going to take forever in my current state."

"Yes, just let me get dressed."

I carry her down to the lobby and set her down. Few other women are leaving. Looking like they all had a night of fun. I head back to the bath to wash myself off a little. I used a cleaning spell before due to how much of her blood I had on me.

*** Isda ***

Shit, does moving hurt. I have to walk slowly and take small steps to keep my form in these heels. Steps worry me. Just focus on my feet moving.

Outside, I see Mother waiting, and a small smile forms when she sees me. She knows what I'm feeling, I think. I give her a small wave and head to her. I'm happy she didn't have servants pick me up. I need to convince her to let me go before the princess. I can't fight, but I can help with her books or keep her household in order. It is better to have a wife do that duty over a maid.

"How was last night?" She asks me when I'm near her. I have to think a bit. I worry about what I should tell her. This could be a stupid test. I think back through and wonder what I should say to her.

Damn, the whore looked just like the woman in my dreams. She even had a belly bump. Five kids is a bit much. But I'll manage. Morning sickness will be a bitch, I'm guessing, and so will the next several days. I think the next nine months are going to be rough. Time to answer.

"A lot of fun. That slave was skilled. She has a life affinity. And a weird mixture of skills. I may have had her go overboard on a few things. But thank you, Mother. It was a great present."

"Good. Let me help you up. Take my seat." I eye her and hesitantly sit in Mother's spot. I'm not in line to take over the Dutchy. I don't belong here.

"You're hurting and pregnant, right?" She asks me point blank.

"Yes, like the dream." Head in my hands, not daring to look her in the eyes. I hate that she knows about my dream.

"Getting pregnant was smart. For the rest, just make sure you make a healer your friend. A very good and close friend."

The carriage starts to move, sending pain through my body. I try to hide it, but I can't hide anything from my mom. Guess that is why only the driver came.

"You are going to live with this pain. I'm not paying for your silly dream. I guess you want to try for the princess's harem?"

"Yes. I know I can help her. My kids will be strong. She was bigger than me. She used mana all night and cleared my back of a lot of cuts and bruises. They'll be good kids for her."

"Shh. I know. I've thought about having a few with her myself. I'll get the invite. Remember not to be pushy. Present yourself. Find a way to get a real conversation, work in the facts there. She'll want people she likes around her, not just strength."

"Thank you for everything, Mother."

"I love all my kids and I do a bit more for the ones I pushed out. But you're welcome. You made the opportunity count. Do it again."

I try to smile through the pain, but carriages are not made for sore bodies. The journey home is a long and painful one. My Mother with a mocking smile all the way back.