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Condiment Wizard knew in his last life he'd never been that good with the ladies, which was a rather strange thing. As he now sat on a strange pyramid throne made out of new women. You'd probably have thought he was pulling girls as a child to pull off the current situation. Which wasn't true, especially in the last few years of his last life; the grind of life had stopped him from ever really pursuing relationships.

In fact, the old him, Jeremy Sawyer, may have, in his need for the love of another in his grinding life, agreed to the torment that had ended him if he had known what was on the other side. Condiment Wizard, it was easy to take dangerous risks when you didn't truly know the pain involved in them. How certain parts of you hurt forever more, as if the blade was still plunging into you again and again despite it not being there.

He was losing him in his thoughts of the past and the present; he knew that. It was a way of coping with the current insanity. He was surrounded by beautiful women; they were declaring him their god. His new daughter and his friend were somewhere doing who knows what. He himself was now a part of an orgy that was hundreds, not a thousand, strong, being the only man there, and that all the other participants were determined to make sure was going into shock from so much pleasure.

Though he was starting to suspect they were just as fine with him going into shock from who the hell was even at this strange orgy of his. As the earlier woman, Mary Chatzipavlou, had only looked like royalty, a modern Helen that had walked straight out of Troy and gotten down on her knees for him. This had been surprising and arousing in equal measure. So of course they decided they were going to top her with actual Greek royalty.

The blond gilf that was queen Ann Marie was currently making out with his ass. One of her daughters, Princess Alexia, a brunette milf, was working his cock with ferocious hunger and somehow a loving gentleness as her mouth went up and down. Her daughters brunette bimbos wearing clothes unlike their mother and grandmother but it was less a dignified dress of state and more slutty bikinis he had known idea if they'd been wearing them when they got here or if they gotten into them before they approached him.

The important thing was the effect; having three beautiful twenty-somethings at his feet in slutty bikinis for his viewing pleasure was rather effective. Sadly, to put his cock under more pressure, the daughters Arrietta, Ann Maria, and Amelia were all licking and kissing his ball like they were the finest and most delicious candies to ever exist. He couldn't take having three generations of a royal family working him together too much, and he came.

Alexia had felt him but to blow and had pulled her mouth back immediately. She sat there on top of this strange human pyramid with her mouth open wide and her tongue out, with her daughters doing the same. So he came, covering four royal princesses in his cum, each spurt from his cock covering them more in his sticky white cum. The Gilf, Ann Marie, somehow knew he had come despite having her senses blocked off from being sat on by him.

She somehow maneuvered her head from under his ass and got behind him and began to whisper in his ear. "So lovely, my god. Truly only you could make the queen and princesses of Greece act like cheap whores." Ann Marie said in a sinfully lustful voice. Which confirmed they were the Greek royal he had thought they were vaguely recalling seeing them on the news because of some international incident involving heroes.

"Come to Greece, my god; we shall have a temple made worthy of you, one that will make Zeus's weapons in envy," Ann Marie whispered into his ear, her devotion to him clear in every word. Her wires were arousing and empowering in equal measure. Though he was finding himself concerned at having apparently captured Greek royalty.

Though he thought he should be fine, as while they were royals, they were powerless royals. They were one of a dozen royal families scattered throughout the world that had their power stripped from them, and they were effectively just mascots for the countries they once ruled. So he could expect some royal guard to come for them; the entire Greek military was not dropping everything to come and get them back.

Though he was starting to wonder what the hell he was supposed to do with all these women. He had royalty, super models, and god knows who else. For all he knew, fucking wonder woman was down there in the puddles of cum, slurping at his sticky goo like a pig. That particular image hardened his cock once again much to the delight of the women around him.

Condiment Wizard was becoming concerned that his cock had no limit to getting hard. Which was concerning as he did not want to be stuck in this strange orgy of his forever. This had to end at some point, though he was growing concerned it would end a few days from now. Which made him wonder what his new friend would think at coming back to find cum dripping from the ceiling from a four-day orgy.