Hollywood Knights

I followed her a few blocks over, with her making a couple detours to smash in doors and politely invite the residents to join us. By the time we made it to our destination she had claimed 20 more women and I had claimed 3 men, though none of the men brought any women with them.

"Right here master. I was claiming as many women as I could for you when we found this house. There are a bunch of people holed up inside, mostly women."

"Why didn't you go in and claim them?" I asked, still trying to puzzle out why I recognized her.

"Most of the women are already claimed, there are 5 guys in there. And this part is why you gotta see this, they are all wearing armor and holding swords." I barked out a laugh.

"You are right, I do have to see this."

"I know we could have overpowered the men and claimed women to get at the unclaimed ones, but since you can claim the men, we thought this would be easier." She smiled as I absentmindedly started grabbing her ass.

"You are right. Let's go say hi." We walked up to the door and knocked.

"Go away. We have already claimed all the women here!" A scared voice called out, sounding oddly tinny.

"We aren't here to steal your women, I was told you have some cool armor on and I need to see that. I promise I will not try to take your women away from you." I commanded my hunters to bring me an unclaimed woman and seconds later three women sped up to us holding screaming bodies. "In fact, here are three unclaimed women I will give you in exchange for opening the door."

"Bullshit. You would trade three women just to look at some armor?" The voice is getting angry.

"Its legit. I have tons of women, and if you guys have armor laying around you sound like the kinds of people I would like to be friends with." There is no response but I can hear faint whispering as the men on the other side of the door deliberate. After several minutes a different voice calls out.

"Okay, we are opening the mail slot, put the hand of an unclaimed one through." I nod to one of my women and she holds her captive up to the door, putting her hand through the slot as requested. Moments later the captive stops struggling and lets out a contented sigh. "Holy shit you are legit. Okay, opening the door now."

The door swings open to reveal a scene from a time travel comedy of errors, a handful of men in suits of armor and a gaggle of women in medieval garb, standing in the foyer of a 21st century mansion. The corsets the women wear accentuate their breasts and I make a mental note to get some of those costumes for your women. My powers being what they are, a number of my women take my mental note as a command and start searching.

"Can we come in?" The knights look at me and my girls and then to each other before nodding.

"Yes. But no funny business. You do seem to have more women than all of us combined, but that doesn't mean we fully trust you." We walk inside and the two captives are handed off to the costumed women and escorted into a different room, still unclaimed which I make a note of.

"So what is with the swords and the whole getup?" I ask, settling onto the couch.

"We were shooting a film when the message went out. We were filming a scene where 5 heroic knights were defending the queen and her cohort, and it quickly turned into the 5 of us claiming them. After the initial rush calmed down we realized that with our new strength and agility we would be better as actual protectors, so we stopped claiming women and swore to protect them. 4 of us had claimed 5 women each, I had only claimed 4 until you gave us these last three. I had to claim her to make sure this wasn't some sort of trap. So now we are all milestone.... you know about the milestones, right?" When I nodded he went on. "We are all milestone 2, so we are confident we can protect these women. What milestone are you?"

At his mention of milestones something clicked in my mind. I can claim these men as I was at least 3 milestones above them. The lady I gave to my first claimed man couldn't claim him, but was it because women can't claim men, or was she just not a high enough milestone. I mentally checked the woman who led me here and realized that she herself had claimed over 30 women, and a number of her women were out claiming people on their own. She easily had 75 women under her, so she was at the very least milestone 5.

"Sorry, got distracted for a second. Last I checked I was at milestone 10, but I imagine it has gone up since." They looked stunned.

"How many is milestone 10? Its gotta be at least 200. Are you saying you have 200 women in your harem?" I laughed.

"Milestones grow pretty fast. 1,5,15,30,75,200,500,2000,5000,12000. But once you hit where you guys are it starts going a lot faster." I explained how even now I had women running around hunting down unclaimed women for me. "At milestone 6 anyone in your harem has the ability to give mind-blowing blowjobs. Do you want to try out one of my women?" They had no idea of knowing I was lying. They looked up at my women and one gasped as he saw the one who led me here.

"Holy shit, is that Samara Weaving?" I glanced at her and she nodded. "You are telling me that right now I could have Samara Weaving give me a blowjob?" I nodded and a big dumb grin split his face. "I can't say no to that."

Samara walked over to the man and helped him out of his armor. The other men started removing their own armor in anticipation as Samara kneeled at the mans feet and took his cock inside her mouth. She seemed to know what she was doing as the man groped around for something to hold onto before grabbing fistfuls of her hair, not to control her as she was deepthroating herself. I felt her claim him right as he let out a powerful orgasmic scream, the rush of joining our harem multiplying his orgasm hundredfold. A shiver ran through 5 of the women and I hoped nobody took it as anything besides residual orgasm through their bond. The man leaned back and sighed.

"Thank you for that. I feel truly incredible." He helped Samara to her feet and gave her a deep kiss before literally handing her to the man next to him, passing her around like a party favor.