Hellvault...

A thought hit you as hard as your cock had always hit Laurie's womb. Hellvault. Your treasure. Your daughters. Cyra, Winter, and Crystal. All undefended for three decades while you spent that time creating your cult.

Gently, you rub Laurie's back and, with a wet up schlop, pulled your cock from her gaping ass. With a kiss on the cheek, you merely told her, "Nothing. I need to fly up for a hot minute."

And you even grabbed a pillow for good measure. Because you needed to do one thing. With a flap of your mighty wings, you went high into the air and let out a mighty roar into your pillow out of frustration and rage. An urge and temptation had managed to possess you for three decades. All that time, you left everything that made you behind.

Was it worth it? Debatable.

But now that you had come to your senses, you needed a course of action. You had to go and probably reclaim your home. Possibly from your own children if need be. The thought of your three brats claiming hellvault for themselves, taking advantage of your weakness, ravishing other monsters atop your hoard, eating each other's cum and glazing…

Fuck, this was not the time to get yourself nice and hard!

You growled and looked down back to your Bunnies den. You couldn't abandon them either. You had and bred your own cult… and had a romantic bond with your most prized breeding stock. But that's besides the point!

After a minute of thinking, you came to a solid conclusion and flew back down to many of the others now awakening. Daisy was even doing her morning stretches, AKA, dominating more of her siblings by stretching their holes on her cock as she worked out. Looked like Bree, a rather bottom heavy one of your hybrids, was the first.

Such a champ.

Anyway, you cleared your throat and got everyone's attention, "My concubines and daughters, I have a revelation!"