Blowing off steam, and dealing with post-nut clarity.

I hadn’t had sex in almost a year. Naturally, I had some catching up to do.

After recovering from fucking Donna, I was soon pressing Diana’s face down into the mattress from behind with her shapely ass raised while I enjoyed fucking her sweet, tight cunt with long powerful strokes.

Amidst Diana’s muffled screams of pleasure and my happy grunting, Donna snuck behind me and stuck her tongue in my ass while fondling my balls with her hands.

After shooting another big load into Diana’s spasming pussy, I promptly got on top of Donna and sank my hard cock into her welcoming pussy. The gorgeous brunette gazed up at me, her eyes filled with worship and her mouth gaping with pleasure as I repeatedly speared my big cock into her tight, juicy pussy with her long shapely legs raised on my shoulders.

The next several rounds saw me breaking-in the girls’s asses, making them squeal with the new pleasure of being wrecked anally.

And so it went on and on. I fucked my pair of enslaved Amazon goddesses all over my apartment, instilling the symbolic and very physical proof of my ownership in all three holes of both women. We fucked like rabbits on crack throughout the day and well into the night.

I must have blacked out at some point, because the next thing I knew was waking up in my bed with the late-morning light spilling in through my window blinds and two very lovely, naked dark-haired goddesses cuddling me on both sides.

“Good morning, master,” Diana cooed on my right.

“Did you rest well?” Donna asked on my left.

Both beauties gazed up at me, their unconditional love, undying devotion, and blazing affection evident on their beautiful faces and deep-blue eyes.

“I was half afraid to wake up to find yesterday was just a dream,” I muttered hoarsely.

“You’re parched,” Diana said as she planted kisses on my chest. “Shall I fetch you a beverage?” She asked.

“Just water, thanks,” I replied.

Diana smiled and slipped out of the bed. I watched appreciatively as her amazing ass swayed out the bedroom door.

She was back within seconds with a glass of water, which she dutifully brought to my lips.

Damn, they sure are servile… I could get used to this.

After drinking some water, the girls and I spend more time cuddling in bed. Now that I’ve worked off all that pent up sexual energy within me, I began to contemplate my current situation again.

Holy fuck, this was nuts. I actually summoned two god-level super-beings from another universe and fucked the shit out of them! How is this even remotely possible?

Then again, I live in a world where super-freaks hop around in tight spandex, bringing the world to the edge of one cataclysmic event after another. Should my circumstances really come as a surprise?

But what do I do now? Will these hot Amazons be living with me? In this shitty apartment where I could be evicted any day now? I’m so fucking broke! How am I going to feed them? Clothe them? Integrate them into society?

My mind raced through the wisdom I had gained from the Comicnomicon and discovered something else. There was no way of un-summoning these girls, or at least, the method is nowhere to be found in the Comicnomicon.

For now, It seems like the capture and release process is a one way street. Once captured, the enslaved soul can be summoned to do the master’s bidding, but I had no way to return the enslaved soul into the tome. I can modify souls using soul-alchemy when they are trapped in the Comicnomicon or even merge souls, like how the Amazons and Olympian Goddesses ended up becoming integrated into Diana and Donna. However, soul alchemy doesn’t work on souls that have exited the Comicnomicon.

However, that return method must exist. My grandfather obviously captured these heroes and summoned them to take over the DC universe. After that, he was able to somehow return those souls into the Comicnomicon. So it’s not a matter of can, but a matter of how.

For now, it looks like I’m stuck with these two ladies. Not that it’s a bad thing, but now I have to worry about how they are suppose to live in this world. It is definitely not a good look if the public finds out I keep two scantily clad women locked up in my apartment.

“Master, you look worried,” Diana said.

“I’m thinking,” I replied, “Are you girls hungry?”

“We don’t mind eating,” Donna replied, “But our enhanced physiology gives us the ability to live without sustenance for long periods of time.”

“How long exactly?”

“About ten years before we start feeling peckish,” Diana replied. “Fifty years before we are famished.”

“All in all, it’ll probably take a couple of hundred years for us to starve to ****,” Donna added.

“Huh, that’s convenient,” I replied.

Okay, so food isn’t a huge problem, I thought to myself. “We’re gonna need to get you girls some clothes,” I said, “And some new identities in case some people come knocking and start asking questions. You girls are going to need to act normally in public, so no more of these ‘thee’ and ‘thou’ shit.”

The girls exchanged a smile.

“We’re quite good at fitting in with human society,” Diana said, “We’ve done it for centuries in our universe.”

Donna picked up my iPhone from the bed stand and tapped on the screen to check it out. “Master’s world does not appear to be very different from ours,” she said, “I’m sure we can pass off as civilians quite easily.”

I nodded. “Oh, and we’ll also need to cut out all this ‘Master’ talk,” I said, “The world is filled with easily offended people.”

Donna chuckled, she leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheek, “Only when we’re alone then, Master? Like in the bedroom?”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I replied, “In public, you can refer to my name, Dexter Ames.”

“Dexter Ames,” Diana gushed appreciatively, “We’re honored to hear it.”

“We’re gonna need a bigger place,” I sighed while gazing up at the decrepit ceiling of my shitty apartment, “Money too.”

“Well… you have us…” Diana said coyly, “We could just take all the funds we need.”

“Rob a bank?” I asked, “That’s not a bad idea, but it would also draw undue attention. Particularly from those pesky super-heroes.”

Donna giggled. “We would easily obliterate anything that dares stand in your way, master.”

“Hmmm, I’m sure you could,” I replied, “But I rather not escalate things until I have consolidated a power base.”

I waved my hand above me and the Comicnomicon appeared and opened before me. “Hmmm…” I said as the pages started flipping in accordance to my will, “I wonder…