A Night To Remember

John stepped out from the doorway of the castle stepping out into a full smell of roasted meats and veggies. John took a moment just to take in the smell. Across the courtyard John could see the city center loaded with elven woman holding plates of food and cups of mead. John could tell that most of the kingdom’s occupants were here in the city. John was glad that the children were nowhere in sight as they were likely already put to bed.

John looked among the crowd and spotted Lailia not too far away with Ophilia right next to her chomping away at some food with several empty mead cups around her. John decided he’d meet up with them and they could move around the party together. Lailia who had a bored look on her face lit up as soon as she noticed John’s approach. She tugged on Ophilia’s shoulder to get her attention which had still been on the food. When Ophilia noticed John she ran up to him “Master, Master! Ophilia has never ate food so yummy! Ophilia sees master has no food master can have Ophilia’s” She said while extending her nearly empty plate to John. John knew there was plenty of food available so he needn’t take Ophilia’s and so he rejected her offer. Ophilia looked sad but then her eyes lit up “Ophilia knows! Master has no mead master can have Ophilia’s.” She then proceeded to shove her half-full cup towards John instead of the plate.

John had a feeling that if he didn’t accept the mead that Ophilia would keep bugging him. So John took the half-full cup and drank it. John felt figurative daggers stabbing him and found Lailia staring angrily or jealously at him and Ophilia. John couldn’t tell which of the two it was. Then he took note that he had drank out of the same side Ophilia had drank from. He began to wonder to himself if Lailia could be upset at something like a indirect kiss?

John began to lead Ophilia and Lailia back towards the feast table which they had originated from. Suddenly John felt a soft sensation suddenly envelope both of his arms. Looking to both sides to see the cause he found Syr on one arm and Siris on the other.

Siris smiled at “John you’re here already I’m so happy! It’s a while until midnight so let’s drink and eat plenty!”

Syr got a competitive look on her face. “I-It’s not like I wanna drink a lot with you two it’s just so annoying. But let’s go quick before they run out of the food milord wants. Though I definitely wouldn’t care…” Syr held John’s arm and guided him quickly towards the feast table. John easily picked up on her tsundere tendencies.

John felt another set of hands suddenly press on his back this time with a heavy pressure. Looking back he saw Ophilia and then it happened. He felt a glare of **** in his general direction but not aimed at himself. A chill running up his spine her glanced further back and found Lailia moving her glare between Ophilia, Syr, and Siris. When she saw John staring her face did a 180 and turned into a genuine smile. But as he turned back around he felt the deathly glare be regained.

“Papa I set up something special there-there!” Siris said tugging and pointing in the direction of one of the roasting fires.

John was simply surprised at suddenly being called ‘papa’ but settled his gaze in the direction she was pointing. Above the roasting fire pit dangling from a rope high enough to not burn was the doll which holds the soul of King Odle. The eyes were pointed towards where the main activities will be held. This being directly at John and the city centre. John could sense the soul of Odle calling out for help but it was no use.

John was pleased to see a vile man even after **** suffer. Siris could tell John liked it which made her happy. All the while John glanced at the clock tower and realized time was progressing much faster than he had anticipated. John finally arrived at the table of food and drinks and quickly chugged down two cups of mead. John was never a heavy drinker but to this point even with his previous experiences reality hadn’t dawned on him that he’s a lightweight.

John became all smiles and laughter after that ignoring the many female gazes around him. When John just about stumbled over someone caught him. It was Lailia who had caught him with a loving yet sad look on her face. “My handsome young master drunk again. If it was anyone but me they might’ve taken advantage of you in this state. I will never do that again though if master wants me I am his. As a **** and a maid I have cast aside a majority of my feelings and will support you even if it ends with me being left in the background.” Lailia wiped some drool that ran down John’s face. Staring at him she mouthed the words ‘I Love You’ without truly saying them. John couldn’t comprehend anything in his current state. Lailia returned to supporting John before she cast a spell. Lailia cast Purification on John nullifying the **** in his body. John suddenly jolted alive suddenly with the **** being cleansed from his system. Lailia let John get up on his own. Leaving him she went to grab some bread and water.

John looked around and it appeared Siris and Syr were still completely sober conversing with other elves. All the while Ophilia was asleep on the floor. Empty mead cups blanketed Ophilia as she happily smiled and lightly snored. John regretted nothing he had done so far and was pleased with all the members of his ‘Harem’. Thinking back he never really had a plan for this but his dick really overrode his mind. Perhaps the demon lord he mixed with also influenced his mind but he easy put that thought on the back burner. “No regrets huh…” John thought to himself. The images of all the people that wronged him in the previous timeline flashed through his head. Every other hero seemed to be nothing but trouble. It’s possible that power really does corrupt and John was sure that he would do some dark things in the future but he vowed not to do anything too critical that could cause the end of the world.

Through his thoughts John heard the clock tower’s bell ring it was midnight. Suddenly John felt every set of eyes turn onto him. All around him the many elves began to strip off their fine clothing. John could feel the lust of the women around him. Very quickly the elves started grabbing those closest to them and begun making out with them. Before John could even fully react he felt a pair of lips press onto his. A foreign tongue entering his parted lips. John’s eyes focused and he found it was Siris who had jumped him. He felt her reach down to his cock and aim it somewhere likely her pussy.

Oddly though John’s focus moved as he noticed a strange dust surrounding them. Syr who looked angry at her sister’s quickness came into contact with it and collapsed onto the floor. The dust surrounded her face. John saw her squirt from her pussy her hand immediately was drawn to it. She began masturbating no longer looking angry at anything only lustful from the few glances John saw of her face. John felt some dust blow through his nose and into his eyes. He began to lose focus on everything. He began seeing a vision of himself sitting at the throne of the kingdom Syr, Siris, and Idril next to him his lovely children four girls playing knight in shining armour. Looking at Siris she appeared pregnant again and Lailia and Ophilia sat bowed on their knees to the side. Everyone looked content and happy

John felt off was this the future? No-no this is a vision instigated by the dust. John shook himself back into reality and felt himself about to cum directly into… Siris, Siris was on top of him bouncing happily having popped her own cherry and he knew immediately she was the cause for the dust. That explained why he never saw her truly use a weapon she had to be a magic user specifically a shaman. John grabbed hold of Siris and pulled her off himself for now. He didn’t want to impregnate someone who he would need always available especially when they had an adventure to go on.

“Siris be honest with me was this dust you? Are you a dream shaman?” John asked sternly but extremely curious. He was making a strongly educated guess.

Siris pouted being pulled off John early. “Papa is no fun! Would Papa be happy if I was a dream shaman? (She whispered her second sentence) Mama Idril always said I shouldn’t tell anyone even father. But Papa is Papa!” Siris went to an almost childlike expression as she earnestly looked at John.

Dream Shamans were extremely rare and most were forcibly taken as children by The Chapel. Dream shamans were extremely powerful but not many know the full extent of their power. It’s believed The Chapel experimented using everyone they found. Each one is unique in their own ways Siris being no exception.

John was extremely excited by the prospect of having a dream shaman on his team. However he had to be sure that Siris wouldn’t use it on him anymore. “Siris listen I’m more than pleased you are what you are however never and I mean never use it on me unless I give you permission. Or I will disown you okay?” John had to get a point across.

Siris’s face looked lost when she heard the word disown. John was so important to her he was her Papa though not by blood. She wanted his approval more than anything. Which brought her back to John being pleased with her abilities. She looked at John determination in her face a couple tears rolling down. “I swear papa never again, I’m sorry papa please don’t disown me. I’ll be careful I won’t use it without papa’s permission!” John took a hand and rubbed Siris’s head she rubbed herself into it happily accepting.

John noticed Ophilia waking up and called to her. Everyone around was is a mass orgy though many looked dissatisfied because they were all women. Though that didn’t stop them from having their fun. Ophelia made her way to John crawling on all fours. She seemed to notice her surroundings and as she crawled she let her dress fall off her endowed chest hanging down. She kneeled in front of John and next to Siris. John looked to Ophilia “Ophilia do you know what cunnilingus is?”

Ophilia shook her head “Ophilia doesn’t know what that is that word is big. Ophilia probably is no good.”

John thought for a moment “Ophilia remember when Lailia helped you suck on my dick? It’s that but on a woman please lick Siris’s pussy to finish her off.”

Ophilia nodded but still looked unsure. Lailia suddenly made her appearance her clothes having been discarded somewhere. “Such a useless mule must I teach you everything! Now just lick!” she grabbed Ophilia’s hair and brought Ophilia’s mouth down to Siris’s pussy. Ophilia moaned as did Siris as Ophilia began lapping and trying to suck at Siris’s pussy.

Siris’s face turned to ecstasy as Ophilia appeared to be surprisingly good at being a cunt licker. In no time Siris squirted pussy juice onto Ophilia’s face it appeared the sisters both were squirters. Siris collapsed backwards on the floor. Lailia mercilessly took a panting Ophilia’s face and brought it to her own pussy not giving her a breather. “Hghya..” An incomprehensible sound came out of Lailia’s mouth as she too experienced Ophilia’s natural skill. It was the first time she focused on her own pleasure normally always prioritising John. Lailia smiled as she actually appeared to be having fun though it was slightly a scary smile.

John suddenly felt someone tugging his hand. He looked at the source and found Syr shyly looking away before saying “Me too…I want to be like Siris milord please. It’s not like I really want my first to be you…but please let it be you.” John could tell that Syr was helplessly horny after Siris’s magic wore off. Syr kept crawling closer and closer to John practically crawling up his chest at this point. Syr brought her face closer and closer to John’s who was expecting another kiss. However she simply laid her head on John’s shoulder. “It’s too early for my precious kiss Siris is still on there. But daddy my other lips are ready.” John felt Syr pelvic thrust herself onto John a small winced moan coming from her mouth. John was glad his stamina was so high. It was going to be a long night.

John felt two sets of eyes staring at the showing. One he could sense was coming from the doll Odle’s spirit inhabited. It was a state of pure despair and misery. What John didn’t know was that Siris imbued the doll with some of her magic increasing Odle’s horniness and need for sex. His soul was cracking under the pressure and was slowly being corrupted. As it was now however it was still holding strong.

The second pair of eyes came from the direction of the castle. He assumed it was Idril.

Meanwhile At The Castle:

Being pregnant for Idril unfortunately meant that John wouldn’t bed her for the time being. She used her skill Far Seek to gaze upon the festivities. She watched John fuck both Siris and Syr While playing with her pregnant pussy. Her hand unfortunately couldn’t satisfy her she needed some extra help. Then she remembered what John said earlier with Malpa and her taking care of each other maybe that could be it. Maybe Malpa was there for just that? She then however began to question herself. She was a loyal wife why would she betray John even if it was with another woman. However as she watched from a far as John ordered Ophilia to go down on Siris reality dawned on her. John brought Malpa here to keep her company while he was gone. Idril began to theorise that John intended to give her permission for an affair with Malpa. She would have to confirm later but for now she was horny.

Idril made her way to Malpa’s room letting herself in. Malpa who was asleep was having a wet dream about exploring her sexuality with Idril. When Idril shook Malpa awake, it was needless to say Malpa was surprised. “Idril what are you doing here it’s rather late isn’t i…hgm..” Idril cut off Malpa just before she finished her sentence with a kiss. Malpa who was already turned on from her dream felt as if maybe she was still dreaming. She didn’t fight Idril’s advances and even began stripping her own clothes off. She knew it was wrong but something in her mind told her to give in and submit.

Idril felt very dominant in the situation. This made her want to do more as she slowly pushed Malpa down the bed. “Malpa lick me like a good bitch.” This was very unlike Idril to call her friend a bitch but she couldn’t help but get turned on doing it at that moment.

Malpa nodded feeling embarrassed but she couldn’t help but do as Idril said. “Yes mistress as you say.” The words came out of Malpa’s mouth before she knew what she was saying. Without any other thoughts she immediately began eating her childhood friend out. She enjoyed Idril’s sweet nectar. Malpa began wondering if John would be pleased to see them getting along. The two would continue for the rest of the night switching between bringing each other to orgasm. Idril started to really like the idea of keeping Malpa as a maid.

Back to The Orgy:

John was still fucking Syr as she kept bucking herself against him. For the fun of it he had started counting how many orgasms Syr experienced but he stopped at 8. John still was holding himself back from cumming as he pulled Syr up and laid her on her back. John kept pounding away Syr who normally would say something snarky with her tsundere personality only squealed. John eventually stopped when he felt Syr’s body go limp she had passed out from over stimulation. He pulled out and released his sperm onto her stomach.

Looking back at Siris, Ophilia, and Lailia John saw that Siris was in a similar state to Syr sprawled out on the floor. While Lailia was still abusing Ophilia though she was giving Ophilia a breather here or there. John figured in actuality it was to give herself a break from the stimulation. He didn’t want to intrude on their fun so he turned his attention towards the other horny elven women who all were still enjoying themselves.

John spent the rest of the night fucking and impregnating many of the elven village people and soldiers. None of them were strong enough to be party members or go on adventures so he had no problem. Each one would have a girl thanks to John’s minor alteration to the sperm he released in them. And each one that got to fuck John was so happy. John eventually wore himself out after a couple dozen creampies and passed out. He planned to set back out in a day or two.