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She probably got an even bigger reaction from the three of them, though, when she told them that she and Rava wanted to bring Nimeera into the family—officially.
That got all three of them buzzing, but when Josie revealed the bet Nimeera had lost, and the stakes involved, Lina started doing a little happy dance—hopping around while saying that, obviously, she had to be included—since she was the Mistress of the Sheets.
I noticed that Josie didn’t mention anything about her desire to become a mother. I figured my foxkin was saving that little surprise to get Lina worked up again, later.
Daria and Mursha were bummed to be left out, but each of them went out their way to give hugs to Nimeera, saying that they had voted for her to be included before we’d left with the caravan.
The catgirl became the center of attention until a little after dark when the kids had been put to bed and Rava wandered in with Betsy.
Mursha stepped up to the cowkin and, in what I felt was a bold move a bit out of character for her said, “Welcome warrior. Stick with me. I’ll show you how to attract Rob’s eye. He tends to go after these skinny girls—but I’m proof that he finds muscle to be attractive, too.
The eight of us talked and drank wine until well after midnight. By that point, Lina had gotten so drunk that she was practically trying to strip Josie and Nimeera right there in the kitchen.
The bunnykin had just a bit of slur to her speech as she said, “What’s the matter, Rob? We all know what you’ve got in your pants. Maybe we should start a new tradition that all new wives have to be fucked in front of the rest of us first, so we can judge how good they do… even give them tips on how best to satisfy our Rob.”
I finally decided that I’d given enough attention to everyone although I was going to have to pay particular attention to both Mursha and Daria over the next few weeks.
Standing up, I stretched and said, “I wanted to take a shower hours ago. And now, I’m gonna go do that.”
I looked at Lina, Josie, and Nimeera. “If the three of you want to join me, you’re more than welcome, or you can do your own thing and I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”
Chapter 44 – Some Good Dirty Fun
Josie and Nimeera looked at one another. They seemed to come to a silent understanding and nodded.
“Shower… definitely shower,” Josie said as Nimeera nodded. “Might as well get cleaned up as we have some good dirty fun,”.
“That’s the spirit,” Lina added.
Then we retired to the master suite, Lina was drunk enough that she started barking out orders. “Josie, let’s get Nimeera unwrapped for him while the water starts running.”
I smiled. “Can I do that myself?”
The bunnygirl grinned. “Oh, feeling handsy tonight, are you? Then go for it.”
On impulse, I pulled Nimeera into the shower while we were both still dressed. She squealed, and briefly tried to escape, before laughing and pressing up close. Our wet clothes squished when she squeezed me tight. The warm water sprayed over us and started to wash away the stress of the past few days.
My hands ran through her tawny blond hair, and I held her close. “Do you want to be mine?”
She shuddered and moaned into my ear, “More than anything.”
As we kissed, I began unbuttoning her blouse and soon tossed it out of the shower. My hands roamed over her breasts, cupping them as the warm water continued to bathe us. Her nipples were sticking straight out, speaking to the level of her excitement—and when I bent down and nibbled on one she squirmed.
“I really just want you in me,” she muttered
“We played that game for Josie before, but now we’re going to play according to my rules.”
As I said that, my hands slid down her side and I hooked my thumbs in the top of her leather pants. I always appreciated how they clung to her ass, but I could buy her more. I simply ripped them off of her, pitching the soggy pieces over my shoulder and out of my way. All she had on at this point was a sopping wet pair of panties. I briefly wondered just how wet they would have been if we weren’t in the shower.
My guess was they still would have been soaked through.
I picked her up and held her against the side of the shower while I kissed my way down her belly to her panties. Then I looked up at her. “This is mine and only mine from this day forward?”
Lina chimed in from the doorway, “Ours, husband—don’t deny that you’ll share with us, too.”
Nimeera nodded, “Dark god, yes, yours and my sister-wives’ alone—please take me.”
“I will... just the way I like you.” Then, I moved my mouth to her panties and grabbed the material in my teeth. It was simple to rip them off her with a jerk of my neck.
Hooking her legs over my arms, I pushed them apart while I buried my mouth between her thighs. Her swollen labia parted for me, and I ran my tongue up her slit before pressing it against her clit.
Nimeera pushed her hips out from the wall and tried to grind her mound against me, but all my wives had to learn at some point that they could move me with their words, but forcing my arms was impossible.
She did something that only one of my other wives was capable of doing and wrapped her tail around my neck as she tried to use its leverage in a vain attempt to force herself against my mouth. At the same time this was happening, I felt a pair of warm hands working my clothes off. It took some shifting around as I tried to help them, but in a few minutes I was just as naked as Nimeera. It seems Lina had taken it upon herself to strip Josie down.
Lina started making moaning noises from the doorway, which prompted me to look back over my shoulder at her. She had stripped down, too, and was wearing a lacy negligee that had ridden up high on her bare hips.
I had no idea when she’d put that on—but, to be honest, I’d been more than a little distracted and hadn’t been paying attention to the blonde bunnykin. When I realized what she was doing, I groaned, myself.
My bunnygirl had her legs spread apart and was grinding her mound against the doorframe in clear pursuit of an orgasm. Her pheromones were going into overdrive, and I suddenly felt them hit me like a tsunami. I’d always had a powerful reaction to her primal scent, and it was all I could do to think straight.
Lina said, “Josie, get down there and show him why he shouldn’t fool around.”
Without delay, my foxkin dropped to her knees, pressing her wet hair into my hip. Her hands ran up the inside of my thigh and I felt her nails scrape against me. But then she grabbed my hard shaft and without much ado, tilted little Rob to the side and opened her mouth to take me in it. She began a vigorous sucking, bobbing around his head as one hand gently squeezed and fondled my balls and the other jerked me off in perfect rhythm with her bobbing head. Josie clearly intended to push me to the point where I couldn’t hold back from fucking them.
I pushed my mouth up against Nimeera again and started rocking her hips against my face in rhythm as I twitched my hips forward, pushing another inch or two of my cock deeper into Josie’s mouth.
Her hand on my balls disappeared, and a moment later I felt her tremble. I knew that my foxgirl wife had started fingering herself as she sucked on me.
Between the pheromones, the sweet pussy in my face, and the warm, wet mouth surrounding my cock, I felt myself being drawn forward far faster than I wanted to be. I groaned as an explosion of wetness covered my face—from my newest wife rather than the shower.
Nimeera’s body shook, “Oh fucck, ddark goddd, don’tt stopp. I’mmm cummingg. Ohh fuccking mercy.”
She willingly rode my face from that orgasm into a second one before I let her slide down the wall—holding her up with one hand around her waist. It took her quivering legs a moment to support herself, time which I used to pull Josie up from her knees.
My fiery, foxy lady stuck her tongue out at me and winked then whirled around to press her hands against the shower wall, thrusting her hips back at me. Her wet, bushy tail brushed up and down the side of my leg.
“Lina,” Josie purred, “tell our husband to make me a mommy.”
If I’d thought that Lina was worked up before that, she nearly ripped the door frame apart as she spontaneously erupted into a massive orgasm. Through panting breaths she moaned, “Don’t tease me, JoJo. Are you really ready?”
Josie looked back over her shoulder at me and then at Lina before she nodded slowly. The a new rush of pheromones from Lina hit me, then, and all I could think about was burying myself inside of one of them. At the moment, it didn’t really matter which one it was, but Josie was already bent over, tail raised up over her back and presenting her pussy for me.
I slammed into her in a single thrust and started pumping. Lina stumbled a bit as she came into the shower and cupped Josie’s face, kissing her best friend.
“You will look so beautiful pregnant, and I can’t wait for you to give us a little kit to hold.”
Nimeera stood up by this point and adopted the same position next to Josie and said, “I’m next.”
Lina’s eyes bulged with excitement. “By ‘I’m next’… does she mean what I think she does?”
Josie was beyond answering as I pounded her to an orgasm and prepared to spill my seed into her fertile womb. Nimeera was the only one of the three of us capable of making anything more than grunting noises and moans, so she was the one to answer Lina’s question.
“If you think I mean that Rob is about to put a baby in each of us, then you’d be right on target.”
Lina shifted her kisses from Josie’s mouth to Nimeera’s. Watching my bunnykin push her tongue into her new sister-wife’s mouth, combined with the incessant squeezing of Josie’s orgasm sucked dissolved the last shred of my ability to hold back, and I unloaded into my foxkin.”
“Fuckkkkk! Thank you, Sativa. I can feel it Rob. I can feel you spraying in me.”
I leaned into Josie’s back as I pinned her hips into mine, twitching repeatedly inside of her. We stayed like that for a moment after I finally stopped—until Lina slipped under Josie and brushed her fingers over her friend’s still sensitive clit before pulling me out of—careful not to let much of my seed escape.
“Next!” Lina cheerfully called out. “Do the next one, Rob. I want more babies in the house. More babies, now!”
Then, she guided me to Nimeera’s wet and waiting pussy. The catkin’s previous orgasms had made her so tight that, even with her already sopping wet, I had to push just a bit at first to bury myself inside her. Then, I was gripped in a vice of pleasure as I started pounding her from behind while Lina played with her breasts.
“These are going to swell with milk,” my Mistress of the Sheets was telling Nimeera. “You’ll be creating life in your body and then nurturing the growth of your child with them.”
Lina perked up, her ears standing tall. “Oh! We should all get pregnant, and then we can feed each other’s babies. Rava’s pregnant, Mursha’s pregnant, and both Daria and I are still lactating.”
She pushed her breast into Nimeera’s face. “Here taste it, see what your baby will be getting.”
All this talk was driving me crazy—baby crazy, that is—a bit myself. I didn’t even try to hold back and emptied myself into a second fertile womb in as many minutes, this time into my newest wife. Or, since I guess she was a beastkin, she wouldn’t properly be my wife until after I had impregnated her—not that I didn’t already consider Josie my wife. I’d even given Lina, Josie, Rava, Daria, and Mursha all gold rings as a nod to my Earth-based customs.
From there, the night devolved into a continual round robin of fucking.
Every time one of the other women tried kiss little Rob, Lina stopped them, saying, “We’ll do more oral next time. Now, you just need to put him inside you.”
She became quite the task master—insisting that I do it ‘again’ several times with Josie and Nimeera—not that I was complaining. If this was the hardest task I had to do for a while, I’d be one happy man.
It was definitely good to be back in Yonder.
Epilogue
Derek ran his morning laps. It was no longer the grueling task that it had once been. In just a few short months, his body had been transformed. He wasn’t unhappy with the results—it was just that he had never placed any value on this sort of thing. His job back on Earth, hell, his very lifestyle had been predicated upon comfort, but avoiding being beaten was definitely a form of comfort, so he exercised.
His captors, for he remained very much a captive, seemed thrilled with the progress that he’d made and yesterday, another human had been thrown into the training area with him. The guy seemed just as shell shocked as Derek had initially been. This was the first other human he had seen in over ten years after all.
But what really made Derek take notice was when they had him compete with this new guy, Will. Will was about Derek’s age and told him that he’d been in Olimero, this strange world for twelve years now. The thing was that when they were set to racing, Derek beat Will with ease.
There was no doubt in Derek’s mind that Will had tried his best because the man cringed expecting a beating when he finished. Derek had already caught his breath by the time that Will crawled up off the floor from the three hard lashes he had received. Of course it didn’t hurt that Derek had moved more than twice as fast as Will.
The same thing happened with the lifting tests. Each time, Derek was able to lift somewhere between two and three times as much as Will. Looking at the other man, Derek struggled to understand it. They both looked fairly similar in terms of musculature and build, although Derek could admit that he had changed since they started making him lift.
It all had something to do with those numbers that popped up in his head. Derek had always been dismissive of video games or really any kind of games as being for children, but it was almost like he was living in one now. The more he exercised the stronger and faster he got. Yet, he never did more than he absolutely had to in order to prevent the beatings.
He pulled up the numbers to take a look. They had gone up significantly at first, but it took more and more work now to get them to even budge.
Strength: 67
Agility: 76
Durability: 22
Magic: N/A
He still didn’t have any magic which didn’t really bother he. He was never into fairytales. Derek at least realized that he was getting faster than some of his trainers and stronger than others. That only made them push him harder though and now he was going to have to compete with this Will, guy.
That was the moment when the head trainer came in. Ortho was a massive orc with only one tusk. He had scars all over his body and just gave off the aura of a true brute. Derek was glad that Ortho only rarely checked in. Today though when he walked in a finely dressed wolfkin came in behind him.
Derek was familiar with men like this. He might not have all those muscles, but he was definitely the man in charge. Derek refused to believe in a world where money didn’t make things go round and that guy definitely had money.
Ortho howled and all the trainers lined up leaving Derek and Will standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. “Greetings, human slugs.” He pointed to Derek and said, “Your progress to this point has been barely acceptable but there are short comings. Now we have brought another of your kind here in the hopes that you will encourage each other to greater efforts. Before you is the man who owns you. You don’t need to know his name and you definitely won’t be looking him in the eyes. Right now you are alive because of his generosity and only for as long as you keep him curious.”
Derek gulped. This was a brutal place, but he at least knew how to keep people happy. He stepped up and bowed deeply from his waist. “If I knew more of what the master wants, then I would be better able to help. That was my position in my old world. I was responsible for finding ways to get powerful men and women the things they wanted.”
The wolfkin didn’t make a sound but Ortho snorted. “You have been told repeatedly that you are to become stronger.”
“Uh, yes, Sir, but surely there is some point beyond becoming stronger. What purpose would that serve? If I can understand what it is that you truly desire then it will aid me in meeting those needs.”
Ortho started to take a step forward but the wolfkin laid a hand on his forearm. That was all it took for the large orc to step back. The wolfkin then said, “You are an experiment. That is all. One Direction has invested a great deal of resources and continues to do so in an attempt to see if you can replicate the results generated by another human far to the west. You arrived in Olimero long before he did so unless you knew Robert Case on your old world you wouldn’t know anything about him, but he has been able to develop his body to the point that he may be stronger and faster than any other man in this world. More than that, he had developed strange powers which don’t use mana but which in some ways act like magic.”
