Good! I rest peacefully.

Maybe it was because of Alicen drained you of your energy, but you managed to sleep soundly, despite being in a new place surrounded by strangers.

When morning breaks, the light flicker on, and life stores to greet the early hours of a new day. Your eyes open; spot Scarlet first, who slept right beside you. She rubs her neck and yawns, glancing back at you with a dull expression before she cracks her lips into a tight, friendly smile. “Good morning,” she greets you.

You get up too and watch the others as they put on light jackets and put on socks before their slippers. Unlike the night before, the TC1 group makes breakfast for all, not just individual meals. Once you dress up, you brush your teeth with a bottle of water and a tin can. When everyone is assembled, breakfast is more or less put together on a couple of tables. Everything looks mostly freeze-dried but are still canned fruits set in bowls to mimic the recent harvest, as well as some bread, baked, bought, or traded sometime this week.

There are five tables, each table big enough to have around a dozen or so people on them. You, Alexandra, and Scarlet take one table for yourselves, though, so you don’t eat up any of the other's personal space. Though you kind of expected it, you almost wished Jordyn didn’t come to join your table.

She sat down across from you with a tray full of freeze-dried “scrambled eggs and bacon,” with a side of mixed fruits, wet in their canned substances. The flashy colors distract you briefly before you recount the pleasure and fun you had with Alicen less than 12 hours ago. Fucking her mouth as she took the perfect form of Jordyn. She began to talk to the others while your mind spun into orgasmic accounts.

You shot glances carefully at Jordyn’s breasts. Then, her biceps and lips, remember how they looked wet and incredibly hot when your cock was between them.

A fork clattered somewhere near you if you gave the source no attention as you zoned out, now staring at your food, mindlessly poking it with your spoon. You felt guilty wanting Jordyn but also wondered if Alicen would make fun of you for requesting that she look like her again. Your cheeks burned pink as you pictured yourself bending her over and fucking her somewhere in private.

You parted your legs to let your cock freely spring up and down at the thought, teasing yourself with fantasies well within reach. Did Alicen know other demonic sex queens? Could she invite multiple of her race so you could arrange makeshift orgies?

Names ran off your head. Delilah. Flora. Jordyn. A submissive Scarlet— all presented on either their knees or backs, begging to be raw dogged, and bred—!?

The sensation of a hand touching your cock makes you jump and glance down. Scarlet was between your legs with her lips upturned into a mischievous grin. Her finger was brought to her lips as she silently told you to remain silent. She tugged on your buttons and pulled at your underwear.

“Already hard???” You heard Scarlet whisper gleefully from under the table.

The first thought you had was Alicen again, but you discovered that Scarlet was missing when you looked up. Alexandra and Jordyn were still talking, discussing further deals and possible contracts while you stayed here.

It doesn’t take longer than 5 seconds to realize you could get into huge trouble. You give the area a quick survey and figure out where you are sitting and where Scarlet is; no one would be able to spot her, not without difficulty at least.