Epilogue I: Two months later

“So, I cleaned the entire fucking third floor”, the angry maid grumbled as she made her daily report. “I hope you are fucking happy now!”

I gave a generous nod. “Good work. And you even did it with a butt plug inside. Very nice. As promised, that means double pay for today.”

Cassandra gritted her teeth so hard I was worried she might break them. “Very much obliged.”

I reclined in my deck chair and let out a pleasant sigh as I stared in the bright afternoon sky. It was quite the nice day. Too bad for Cassandra that she had to spend it cleaning. “I imagine you would like to masturbate now?”

“That would be nice”, Cassandra agreed. She looked rather flushed.

I smirked. “Oh, but if you can go without orgasm for the rest of the day I will pay you triple. What do you say?”

Right away Cassandra nodded. “Of course, master! I would love to do that! Oh, and tomorrow is my day off but I would really rather spend it working and get paid overtime! Please!”

I chuckled and nodded. “Such a hard working girl. Well, I will not hold you off from your chores any longer. Dinner time is fast approaching after all. And you need to cook for a lot of people.”

“I want Henderopa!”, Sylphid, laying on the chair next to me, ordered. “And some veggies for Cia.”

Letting out a vicious curse, the livid maid angrily stomped off. Her frilly skirt flattering upwards and giving me a nice view on her naked ass and one end of her rather large buttplug.

She wasn’t cursing me directly of course, that would mean an orgasm and her losing her extra pay. Cassandra was quite adamant to make sure that wouldn’t happen.

Sylphid, who made poor Cassandra’s work even harder by constantly indisposing our second maid had a huge, massive grin on her face. “Fuuuuuck, that is so hot! I love how you make her work to the best of her ability only for her to never actually get paid.”

Yes. I finally decided on Cassandra’s punishment.

We started by tracking down all the people she sold into slavery over the years. (It surprisingly only amounted to eight.)

Since these were only round one and two slaves, it wasn’t that expensive to buy their freedom. In addition, Cassandra provided each **** with compensation money depending on their time spend in slavery. Since the longest had to endure six years, that part of the bill turned out considerably more expensive.

I won’t bore you with the details but in the end the total came down to 25880 gold coins.

Now, Cassandra did have some savings. After having her sell off everything she owned, the amount we arrived at was 2897 Gold coins. Furthermore, I paid her 10.000 Gold coins for her invaluable service arranging matters with Ojou-sama.

Adding everything up, it ultimately meant that the huntress was now 12983 Gold coins in debt.

Luckily for her, I fielded the remainder of the money and generously allow her to work that debt off.

I pay her the minimum monthly wage of 30 gold coins. Of course I deduct cost for food and lodging from this but I allow her to work as much overtime as she wants and even offer additionally “fun” challenges to make more money.

And to make sure, I have an eager hard working maid I also commanded her to be very enthusiastic about her work ethic. Unless she happens to be completely exhausted, she will always ask for more work.

At her current pace Cassandra will have paid her debt to me off in 28 years.

But, once again, luckily for her, Sylphid offered up an additional 1000 gold coins for the privilege of having Cassandra as her free use sex ****, whenever she so desired.

Which, assuming Sylphid won’t bother her too much, meant Cassandra would only have to do 26 years of service.

And she absolutely hated every minute of it.

….

“Haaaaah”

The moment Cassandra was out of sight and earshot I let out a deep sigh. “I’m way too hard on her! I should have denied her to work tomorrow.”

Cassandra needs to be punished, not just for the people she **** into slavery, but for herself too. She deserves a clean slate. But that doesn’t mean I want her life to be complete misery for decades.

“Eh, Cass can take it”, Sylphid ruthlessly responded.

“But I already made her waiting on us yesterday when we had that pool party!”

Sylphid gave me a very big grin as she played with the toy on her lap. “You mean when you caved after one hour and told her to join us in the pool? That pool party?”, she chuckled.

“That was just because I was worried about her getting dehydrated.” I argued back. “It was a hot day and…”

“We both know you will immediately soften up on her the moment Cass show’s even a fraction of weakness, Handsome”, Sylphid smiled. “Why not enjoy our angry, sexy, hardworking maid until then?”

I certainly do enjoy Cass working her butt off for me. Still...

“Don’t worry, Handsome. I told you, I will make sure she gets pleeeeenty of stress relief, if Cass wants it or not. Oh, speaking of, next week I bring my girls from L-Zile over. Then I can have Io have a go on Cass. She’s amazing with her tongue. Let’ see if the Bisexual queen can crack her tough bitch shell, hehehehe...”

I began to wonder if the maid part of Cassandra’s punishment wasn’t the easy one.

“Well then”, I slowly stood up from my lounge chair. “Time to check if the rest of the girls haven’t burned down the mansion, you coming?”

Sylphid grinned upwards. “No, but he is”, as Cia loudly moaned in Sylphid’s lap.

...

I still have a hard time believing that cute girl is actually a boy.

Regardless, I could only roll my eyes at that and left the two to their devices.

Walking the gently sloping garden path from the pool area up to the mansion proper, I still felt none of this was real. Maybe Ojou-sama’s mansion should have clued me in but this thing could fit about a hundred of my house back in Kirk. And that’s not even counting the exterior area.

The inside of my absurdly opulent mansion was pleasantly cooled. The benefit of a residence in the noble hill district. The elevation allows one to escape the heath of the city.

“A pleasant afternoon, my beloved Master Beta.”

My head maid bowed politely as the two of us crossed paths. Maria was the third maid in my employ, which felt like a bit overkill but given the ludicrous size of this place absolutely necessary. In fact, even with three maids it was hard to stay on top of everything. And the only other girl from my entourage of dysfunctional psychopaths that can help out with the chores was Fisti. Trust me, I tried to get the rest to work. The results were...detrimental.

Anyways, sure enough, Maria was dressed in a frilly pink skirt(but not quite as frilly as Cassandra) and two large Kyan-Kyan ears as headdress. Despite that ridiculous get up, any attempts to tease or get a rise out of her had failed miserably.

“Good morning, Maria. How’s your mistress doing?”

The maid gave me a mischievous smile. “Very good. The worst is definitely behind us.”

She was referring to the riots that happened on the day of the final. Of course the populace was outraged when they learned that they had been deceived for years. It goes without saying that this would drastically alter the political landscape of Rasheul.

Or so I thought.

In truth it didn’t even take a single month before the issue stopped being a hot topic and business was back to normal. Once every while some angry fans start shouting in front of my mansion but these are easy enough to deal with.

“Incidentally, the tournament association has conducted another inquiry if you would be willing to accept a sponsorship deal.”

I groaned. “This again?”

I refused them the first ten times they asked, but the money offered was ridiculous. Of course that was because it would entail me prancing around as the Amber Princess and basically become a glorified mascot for the tournament. I sooner die I thought initially, but I hate myself for actually starting to consider it. After paying Mr. Alphorne and the stuff with Cassandra, my 50.000 Gold coins of price money was cut by two thirds. That was still a ridiculous amount of gold but so was the upkeep for a mansion of this size that hosted 14 people.

And soon that number will go up.

The cost for food alone was eye watering. You would think I host a horde of hungry Banbera’s. And from how things are going I will inevitably have to hire at least two more maids.

And don’t even get me started on taxes!

Argh! Why did I insist on paying Cassandra’s slaves compensation money! Freedom really should have been enough!

“Incidentally”, Maria smiled as if she could read my thoughts. “I allowed myself to prepare five rooms for our new arrivals. Will that be sufficient?”

I nodded. That should be enough. Hopefully. Right, I need to check in with her.

…

..

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“How dare you, foolish Mari Beta!”

Hebi-san sat in the parlor, angrily stroking Aiju who pleasantly purred on her lap. The catgirl had become even more lazy in the past few weeks, but that was to be expected. After all, she was heavily pregnant.

Yes, she was not screwing with me. I will be a father. And not just of a single child either. According to Hebi-san, Aiju was carrying sixlets.

Yeah, I still hadn’t really come to terms with this.

As for Hebi-san, I haven’t forgotten about her punishment either. She did bully me all my life after all. And while my feelings towards her are certainly complicated my desire to teach her a lesson was pretty clear cut.

But that one was even trickier to figure out then Cassandra’s. Now, that the safety orders were no longer active, even the slightest hint of humiliation would set off the Galmon.

I ultimately decided to have her work as Aiju’s wet nurse. Of course, I straight out ordered her to provide emotional support and general be very nice to her.

Given what I put Cassandra through, it certainly felt rather unfair but as it turns out, that proved to be a surprisingly effective punishment. Hebi-san loathed being nice to people, but it also didn’t trigger her to feel humiliated. In fact, she took her role so serious that I sometimes wonder if she was just faking her disgust.

Of course I still need to allow her to get her daily bully fix. Cassandra tends to “volunteer” for that role but Sylphid has no qualms about it either. At some days however, Hebi-san can get very demanding and nothing but myself will satisfy her.

“Mari…” Aiju smiled up to me and yawned as I petted her head. “Good girl. Make sure to eat properly, alright? We’re having dinner soon.”

“Yeah don’t worry about that. The cat eats like a King Banbera. I’m worried her belly isn’t all from the pregngggyaaaahhh!”

Hebi-san squeezed her snake painfully. “You shall be silent, Gilbert! I will not have you upset my patient nor my patience!”

I smiled and gave Hebi-san a pat as well. A gesture that was answered with angry hissing. (from both girls.)

“You give that back right this instant!”

“Unnniiiii!!!!”

Two girls zoomed past us, one riding the other and laughing like a crazed monkey.

“Not this again!”, Hebi-san let out an annoyed sigh. “Uni! Cease that foolishness at once!”

I briefly noticed that Lucky had a sword in her hand, mimicking some sort of valiant knight.

Following shortly after was Sanakia, her ample chest bouncing up and down as she chased after the thieves.

That was at least until she came upon the three of us. My presence caused her to abruptly stop and stutter. “M-My L-Lord!”

I couldn’t help but gulp. Sanakia was, as usual, naked as the day she was born.

Well technically, Galmon’s aren’t born naked because their clothes are part of their skin and…

...

...I probably should explain.

Originally, I fully intended to get rid of Sanakia’s hypnosis right after the tournament was over. But then things just keep happening and I was worried what it might do to her mental state to realize she was running around completely nude all this time. Especially now that the safety orders were gone from her.

It’s not that this is unhealthy for Sanakia. A Sexy-Knight’s normal state is wearing very little clothing. They feel most comfortable like this.

And by now everyone has basically grown accustomed to the naked knight anyway.

Sine we are at the height of summer, it was a no brainer to keep the hypnosis on Sanakia up for at least until autumn. Once it gets colder I’m sure we can figure something out.

Of course, it would be a bit hypocritical for me to deny that I didn’t enjoy the look. And it made it very easy to make her work off her daily spanking tranches. She just finished them last week actually.

“Lucky giving you trouble again?”, I asked with a smile.

Sanakia grinded her teeth in frustration as she squirmed. “She fiendishly snuck up on me when I was taking a nap and stole my sword!”

That sounded like Lucky, alright. The girl mostly spend her days playing practical jokes on all of us, usually involving wardrobe malfunctions. And since Sanakia didn’t have any wardrobe to malfunction...

“Ah! I didn’t mean I was slacking of on my duties my Lord!”, the flustered Galmon quickly added.

I chuckled. “Of course not. I value your service very much, Sanakia.”

Sanakia insisted on working as a guard for the mansion. I was a bit worried about that notion at first but she has done a surprisingly good job so far. I do try to keep her stationed at a not so public place at least.

“I…”, the Sexy-Knight gulped. “I must apologize for this...unseemly….ugh…to show up without a proper weapon in front of my lord. How humiliating! I might as well be naked!”

Aiju sniffed the air. “Sana wet, very aroused.”

“Eeek!”

Ah yes, it should be obvious by now, but Sanakia also happens to be a pretty big exhibitionist. Or rather all around pervert. In all honesty at this point it wouldn’t surprise me at all if the hypnosis had worn off a long time ago.

“Sylphid is outside by the pool”, I informed her. “Why don’t you go there and ask her to help you calm down? Besides, Cia is needed in the kitchen.”

This got Sanakia blushing even further as she pressed her legs together. “M-My Lord! I could never!”

“That is an order. Off with you.”

Sanakia whimpered and went.

Promising the two remaining Galmon’s that I would spend some more time with them later I made my way further into the mansion. A pleasant aroma started to waft trough the air, proof that Cassandra has started to prepare for dinner. She was surprisingly good at it and I like to think that she even enjoyed it, although the ex-slaver would never admit to it.

Entering the section of the mansion which was refurbished as a training hall, Fisti and Valkyrie were currently having a sparring session. Lucky, having eluded her latest prank victim with a clever route through the garden, was spectating and cheering the two on.

The Dragongirl Galmon Fanfan was here too, staring at Valkyrie with vacant eyes. She spend most of her days following Valkyrie around like a Doggie. The strongest Galmon didn’t seem to mind and there were even signs of subtly recovery from Fanfan. For now, nothing more can be done for her.

“Who’s winning?”, I asked Lucky, obviously knowing the answer.

“Valk is super strong! I want Fisti to win, Valk is dominating her!”

Well, even Lucky’s luck has it’s limit. It allowed Fisti to get over that 99% evasion barrier but the hits itself didn’t have any significant impact.

Of course, Valkyrie isn’t even attacking her. We do have a healing station installed, but even so, any serious punch from Valkyrie would obliterate Fisti.

Then Lucky stared at me with a giddy smile. “Say! McGarnagel! Have you figured out who your sister is?”

It was all I could do to prevent myself from wincing. “I got news from my brother but...no.”

“Buh!”, Lucky pouted. “But this is already the end! That mean old Cass tricked me!”

There was time when I was certainly scared by the Balance Breaker but by now she was just as much part of the group as the rest of the girls.

We both continued watching the fight.

Finally, after avoiding Fisti’s punches for a reasonable amount of time, the Galmon gave her a gentle bop on the forehead “I am afraid, this is my win.”

The martial artist was panting heavily. “I...I can still keep going!”

“Like this?”, Lucky giggled.

Fisti looked down and found her pants mysteriously dropped completely to the ground, exposing a pair of rather cute froggy panties.

“I thought you were supporting Fisti”, I told Lucky as a very flustered Fisti fixed her clothing. Or at least tried to. Her pants seemed to suddenly be very hard to grasp and we were treated to seeing her panties from every possible angle as she tried to both cover herself and pull her pants up. (This actually elicited a chuckle from Fanfan.)

Lucky grinned and stuck her tongue out. “I tried...but Fisti is so funny that I must have accidentally helped Valk!”

“You shouldn’t overdo it”, I shouted towards the hapless martial artist once she finally won the battle with her pants “Sylphid won’t be able to have fun with you this evening if you are too exhausted.”

Of course that only caused her to blush even more which admittedly was my intention. If the girl wasn’t training or helping out around the house, she spend pretty much every waking minute with Sylphid. She still had that problem with her breasts, but Sylphid was more then happy to help Fisti out with that.

“It’s just for me novel”, Fisti mumbled. “I need to get all the references I can get me hands on.”

Oh, right. “How is it coming along?”, I asked.

“Bonny braw. I finally decided on the title: “Conquest Contest: Ten days under the thumb of an aberrant amber ogre.”

…

“Make sure to include that you wear froggy panties”, I ordered.

“She is getting better, froggy undergarments or not”, Valkyrie stated with a smile as she patted her opponents head. “I believe it won’t take long until she can defeat Sylphid in a match.”

I couldn’t help but sigh. “Valkyrie, I know I said this many times, but you really don’t have to do this.”

Valkyrie was not my ****. By now almost all of her wounds were healed, although there was nothing that could be done for her right eye. (She was wearing a black eyepatch now.) No, the reason she was still here was her immense sense of responsibility towards Fanfan and Sylphid’s absolute lack of shame.

For when Valkyrie asked how she could ever repay Sylphid for giving up her strength in order to save her, the later shamelessly replied with.

“Become my Sex ****!”

As much as I insisted that she did not have to do it, Valkyrie was too honorable to not go through with this. And so Sylphid finally succeeding in having sex with her friend. She also wasted no time in pairing the Galmon up with Cassandra at one time forcing the two to finger each other in the middle of lunch.

“Fisti, once you defeat Sylphid make sure to give her a hardcore tickling session. That is an order.”

The fist fighter gulped loudly, apparently even more motivated to achieve her goal.

“By the way, has anyone of you seen Beatrice?”, I asked.

“I believe she went to the garden”, Valkyrie stated.

“Yeah…”, agreed Fisti. “Mari...Rice...she’s…”

I know.

It was time to visit Femto.