Chapter 501 – Just As I Was

Ashryn is a crying mess now. Well, more of a crying mess than she was at the beginning. I think falling from Mistress of the brothel to breeding bitch was a bit much for her to take, but I'm sure she'll settle into it all over the coming years. And if she doesn't, well, who cares? What is she going to do about? What is anyone going to do about it?

Nothing.

They all did whatever they pleased to me, and I'm going to be stronger than any of them. So, what could they possibly do to me? Soon, who would dare to go against me? I'm going to be the Goddess of something very important. As long as I don't get overconfident and ruin too many people's lives, they won't care about some brothel Mistress getting punished for a few years.

And if they do, I can just annoy Yzzorres enough to burn all this shit to the ground, letting Sex win after I killed her.

But that won't happen. I'm nice to more people than I should be. The nobles will love me, and they'll love that they have a new pregnant bitch to play with for a while. At least the ones that I haven't killed. The new ones will certainly be happy.

But enough about the stupid nobles.

"How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Hurt," Ashryn says.

"Good, I felt that way for years," I say. "Years, and years, and years. Time and time again, I felt empty. Hurt. Missing the important people in my life. You did this to me and then told me to go again. But I'm merciful. You sold my womb for gold and made sure a random woman could torture me for months at a time. I had to wait in that room, unable to see anything of value. Just stuck there, waiting for the nobles to show up, because I wasn't important enough for them to show up on time. I wasn't good enough to see who was taking my kids. I didn't get any time with the kids, and I thought they were gone forever. I've fixed that, thanks to some of my wives, those who know how to love me correctly now. I'm warming up to loving them correctly as well, and a number of them just gave me kids alongside you. They're holding their kids right now as well, but you won't get that. At least for a decade. Maybe, just maybe, I'll let you see the kids you have after the decade is up. But I wouldn't count on it. I hate you and everything you stand for, and I don't see a point in having you talk to young kids who need to learn the right way to live. Now, about the mercy, you're only going to deal with my kids, and I won't make you wait, not knowing when you'll get filled again. I'll even give you the next batch today, healing you more than I should."

"Thank you, Mistress," Ashryn says.

Collars are funny. Tears are flowing down her cheeks, yet she thanks me for the torture I'm giving her.

But I do have to heal her. My babies seem to already believe that she's a worthless woman, tearing everything up on their way out.

Sorry, babies, but I need her for a bit longer.

"I'm glad to hear you're learning," I say. "Learn how to improve yourself, and maybe you can figure out how to be a good person over the next decade and eventually get to see your kids. You'll have plenty of time to create them. Don't worry, you felt them all come out, even if you didn't get to see them. Now, enough teasing. Healing, and then to the breeding room."

I've completed most of the healing. I'm sure I'm going be healing her a lot after each birth. I need her healthy, or she'll just waste away, and then I won't get my full revenge. I wonder if she truly thinks I'll let her live after all this.

Victoria helps Ashryn up once I'm done cleaning her up, and we shuffle over to the small room.

It's just as I remember it. Even the stupid flower paintings are still here.

There are small pads for her stomach, shins, and arms. Then straps to increase the humiliation, and useless paintings to mock you as you wait, unable to see the door.

Victoria doesn't pause when she enters. She helps Ashryn get settled in the breeding contraption, then secures the straps nice and tight before ducking out.

"Don't get yourself fucking killed," Victoria says as she closes the door.

"I'll be fine," I say. "It just may take some time. I need this first time to be personal. Really let her know everything." Not that Victoria heard much of what I said. I don't think she's into bondage play, which I can't blame her for. I'm just used to it by now.

"Thank you, Mistress," Ashryn says.

"Oh, were you worried there was going to be an audience for your breeding?" I ask. "I would never. You were nice enough not to force me into this with a crowd. I said I wouldn't be cruel. Well, not anymore cruel than you were to me."

It was rare for a customer to show herself to me, but Ashryn already knows what I look like, so I can wander around the entire room without worry.

I wonder if I'll be a Goddess by the time she's free.

"Yes, Mistress," Ashryn says.

I trace a finger along the path that mana is meant to flow as I circle around her, feeling her body shiver under my soft touch.

I'm not dressed in much, just a nightgown. It covers me enough so my kids can end up in my bed with my wives if they need to. They all know where my other bodies sleep, and most go there, but I've had a few climb over all my wives to steal Eterna's spot next to my main body.

Eterna is nice enough to let them take the spot; they just have to deal with getting some extra cuddles.

"It's embarrassing that women saw me like this time and time again," I say. "You let them into the room, and I was here like a horse waiting for the stud to come by. I doubt even horses are bred this way. I don't understand why this had to happen this way. You had better options. But it's a great way for me to torture you. You're worried about what is going to happen. How many kids will it be this time? How long will it be? Will it be painful? I'm a true dragon now, and these kids are going to be awful coming out. I'm the father, and I have to be so much more powerful than you at this point, so you don't have a chance to give birth to elves. Not without a Goddess hoping you create more elves for some reason. I don't see any Goddess going against me at this point. So, you should be scared. You should be embarrassed. You should feel the pain. You should be scared for the rest of your life after this, if I let you have a 'rest of your life.' I was so lucky that my life improved after you sold me off. The nobles tried to protect their favorite brothel owner to the very end. We'll see if you make it to the other side."

"The first didn't want you to know about her," Ashryn says. "The rest agreed."

"So they knew how powerful I would be," I say. "And they hoped I would do nothing about it. I guess they were mostly correct. Well, you get to enjoy their tastes from the other side now. It's great to see you like this, but I have better views at home."

I should look for things to add to the machine. I can make this into a worse hell over time. Maybe something to lock her head in place?

The nightgown has a few knots I have to undo before I take it into my storage with the rest of my clothing.

"You're lucky, you know I won't have to come back to try to get you pregnant again," I say.

Fast or slow?

Just get this over with. Make her just be a meat sack for giving me more kids. There's no need to make it seem like I like her.

I don't give Ashryn any of my fun Skills. I just push in, right to the base, and move around a bit until my seed comes pouring out, with Ashryn letting out silly grunts as I pound her for a bit. Then I move some eggs around and set her up to give me eight kids in a few months.

I'll have to worry about killing her with them. I'll have to see how well she handles the extra kids and see how much farther I can go next time. She didn't care to limit my kids, so she can live with me pushing her to the limit.

"Don't worry," I say. "Next time, I'll bring along some of Osanna's toys. I've been a little too busy lately to prepare for this. And I have a few parties planned for you, even a birthday party. I did find those mostly fun, but then someone held a bit more of a painful party and needed someone to carry food around. Try not to die."

"Yes, Mistress," Ashryn says.

"I'll have someone come around to get you out of that in a bit," I say. She can suffer through a bit of waiting. And I think she'll want some time alone to finish crying.

It's time to see what Kiyomi wants.

I find her sitting by the fire in the office, with a cup of wine in her hand. Queens really do just think they own the world.

"You know this is my brothel and my Queendom, right?" I ask.

"Yes, but I didn't have anything to do while you handled the labor," Kiyomi says. "It took a few hours, you know. I even went and had a massage, just to pass the time. Her hands weren't anything special, but they felt good enough. Come sit down. Do you want some of the wine?"

"I don't need any wine," I say, moving to join her by the silly fire. Brothels are a weird place.

"Nobody needs wine, they just like it," Kiyomi says. "But I'll put it away. I only have a few things to say, so this should be quick. The first thing is obvious. Thank you. You've gotten the women I send over pregnant, and they've all sung your praises. Their stories are funny, but it seems I've been good at picking women who will show you the respect you deserve. Thank you for helping my people."

"They took the challenges in stride," I say. "And it helps that I like your tails."

"Yes, we pray to Space and Kitsune about our beautiful tails quite often," Kiyomi says. "Then, will Yuki get pregnant again soon?"

"That is the plan," I say. "She's not very good at giving birth."

"That sounds about right," Kiyomi says. "She hates Nakuma, but Yuki relies on Nakuma for so much. Thank you for putting up with those two. I'll come by when I can to help with raising them. Then, my Mother?"

"She won't be pregnant as often as Yuki," I say. "I don't think Nanoka wants to raise them to fight for the crown either."

"The Queens around you have been teaching you well," Kiyomi chuckles. "That saves me a question."

"I have one of my own," I say. "Do you know about Aurora and Shyla?"

"I've heard some things about them," Kiyomi says. "Mother likes to talk about things that are happening. She likes to claim that she may take back the throne, just to see what face I'll make."

"Trust me, she's just joking about that," I say. "I wouldn't let her off the throne for years if she were stupid enough to take it. Having four Queendoms would just be too nice for me. Is there anything else?"

"Are you happy?"

"Yes. That, I am," I say. "Thank you for the land. It's working out well for us."

"Good," Kiyomi says. "I won't hold you up anymore."