The Cultists Enjoy Edrick’s Big Horn

“I wasn’t aware that there was such hospitality here…”

Anoteros invited them in, the door coming shut quietly as the female disciples surrounded him, running their frail hands over his clothes before they let their robes loose. The long garment fell to the ground, revealing their pale and skinny bodies.

Their paleness was to be expected due to their subterranean lifestyle, but Edrick hadn’t been expecting to look so emaciated. Their ribs were clearly visible even in the dim atmosphere, and in general, they were very thin–More bone than meat overall.

Interestingly, they also all seemed to allow their hair to grow as long as it wanted to be, resulting in their faces remaining covered even now that the hoods were gone. He had half-expected to have horns hidden underneath it all, but in truth, he had already known that this wasn’t the case long before this visit… Nonetheless, it was quite the sight. Members of the Sect Of The Horned One usually wouldn’t even lift their hoods under any circumstances.

The scion guessed that his status permitted him to view them in such a state of undress.

“Young Master, please relax~ We’ll satisfy your great vigour as a sign of appreciation”

Their frail hands began to move to remove his clothes. He let them do what they wanted, simply listening to their quiet breathing and enjoying the sensation of their colder-than-normal skin as they began to make contact with his own skin.

His shirt was the first thing to fall, unbuttoned with immense care. For a moment, they stopped to run their hands and rub their faces against his bare chest and back, but they eventually returned to undressing him.

The fabric belt went away next. For once, it was crimson-coloured instead of white. It was another colour that blended nicely with the typical black attire he wore. Although he was now able to wear tighter styles of clothing, he had grown used to the typical stuff–And it remained that ampler clothes were easier to move in.

Regardless, he was soon completely in the nude, and it seemed like his limp wyrm made for quite the sensation as the disciples all stopped to admire it. Oddly enough, they stayed silent, continuing to breathe quietly, but they did take turns weighing the thick manhood and the accompanying pouch.

He felt their breath upon his skin. It was colder than normal, but nonetheless pleasant.

Rather than starting activities right there, they stood up and directed the noble to the bed. They made him lie down on his back as they swarmed all around and over him on the bed, and akin to a swarm of starving rats, they all began to lick and kiss his body. They rubbed their skin against his as the core disciple told another disciple something.

Anoteros didn’t hear what was said very well on account of the two disciples shoving their tongues into his ears, absolutely making out with his auditory organs.

He guessed that it was about the more ‘serious’ business as five of the disciples took positions near his manhood. Two of them went for the elixir tanks, two began using their tongues and lips on the body of his manly instrument, and the last one went straight to sucking it.

Since they seemed to operate on the assumption that taking it all the way down to the base wasn’t going to be possible, he calibrated Balls To The Wall accordingly. Their methods were simultaneously good but also very amateurish. It felt like they had rehearsed this a fair bit, but without any of them having any form of actual experience in the matter.

This wouldn’t be too surprising. Disciples of all sects usually came in early on in their lives, and Edrick was fairly confident that the Sect Of The Horned One forbade relations between disciples.

They were nonetheless doing a very good job. He simply lay in place. The only active thing he did was use his hands to stimulate some of the pink slits he could reach. The disciples he got to pleasure in this manner contorted their bodies and made some very interesting noises.

It seemed like they were doing their best not to make too much noise.

Anoteros could help but smile, not from amusement, but due to the fact that several of them were licking his feet, and it made for quite the ticklish sensation. The most interesting part of this was certainly the vigorous sucking on his toes, though.

This wasn’t a very common activity for him. He wasn’t one to engage in this sort of domination too often, but Hui and his maids in general tended to naturally gravitate toward doing such things to demonstrate their submissiveness and obedience.

His third wife, in particular, liked to get stepped on. She also liked to ‘roleplay’ as a bad girl who needed to be punished, and to demonstrate that she truly was sorry. The story was often about her getting Viotted by Edrick.

He didn’t really get it, but it made Hui happy and didn’t really change much for him anyway.

In any case, Edrick was sucked upon in more than one place for several lengthy minutes, until the core disciple stopped licking one of his nipples to speak up again. He once again barely understood a few words, but the result was that the core disciple got up and soon began positioning herself above his erect manmeat.

Her chest heaved up and down as she slowly lowered herself. Taking into account the fact that she was quite frail of body and that this certainly was her first time, the scion activated Balls To The Wall to the maximum effect, allowing her to easily and safely get down upon the great length.

She placed one hand against his abs for support and used the other to cover her mouth, unable to contain herself as he let her go deeper and deeper. She looked quite confused as to why she was able to take so much of it without even feeling like the maximum depth of her pink cavern was reached, but rather than her rational mind, she let her lust express itself and went completely down. Her skinny hips slammed down upon Edrick’s muscular body as she began bouncing up and down.

Quickly enough, she climaxed just like the lucky disciples getting a taste of Magic Fingers already had. From there, the disciples switched between one another, each of them riding him until they themselves came and were seemingly sapped out of energy.

This certainly was quite the exercise, considering how lacking in muscles their bodies were.

Anoteros eventually got them all tired out. When this happened, he told them all to gather up and get on their knees as he positioned himself in front of them and vigorously stroked himself.

“Open wide, girls”

He came with the full force of Cleansing Elixir and Endless Spring. He covered all of the disciples in thick ropes of his milky goodness. He let it rain for a while until each of them was sufficiently covered up and had enough to eat.

It was then that the door to his room opened up, however…

“Girls, what the hell?! I told you to just stay in your own quarters and–Oh my… Sorry for… Sorry for that, Young Master…”

“It’s fine, I appreciate it, and it’s not like they drained me. I still have plenty where that came from…”