Attend the meeting.

It's probably best to attend the meeting.

Approaching Rose, you lean down to kiss her cheek goodbye. She shifts, her eyes opening{if Rs.Affctn > 10}, recovering from her earthshaking orgasm{endif}, her mouth spreading into a wide smile.

{if Rs.Affctn = 10}"Good morning, King John." She murmurs.{endif}

{if Rs.Affctn > 10}"Good luck, King John." She murmurs.{endif}

"Be good." You respond with a grin, eliciting a giggle from her as she shifts in her bonds.

Rose was in bondage nearly every single moment in the last few days of her life with you. You suspect she's a nymphomaniac who acts out her fetishes daily if possible, likely why she worked in a brothel.

You sheathe your sword and don your armor on your naked body, triggering whistles and moans from the erotic bondage slut as she rubs her clit against the smooth silk sheets, her arms and body wrapped in bondage, using your Godlike build as pornographic material.

{if Rs.Affctn > 10}Even after her intense orgasm, Rose is still clearly aroused, an obvious nymphomaniac, fortunately, a sexy one at that.{endif}

Fully equipped, you unlock the large steel double doors of your King bedchamber with a sequence of characters on an advanced mechanical 10*10 character pad.

Pushing them open with your strong arms, you stride forward, the large double doors slowly reclining behind you, and, as always, automatically locks themselves.

Your armor is light and flexible, yet, durable, not that you aren't already naturally durable yourself. Consisting of steel plates, leather padding of the highest quality leather, steel chain mail and steel lamellar plates, this armor has protected you from many, many fatalities.

Your sword, glowing ruby red, the most unique weapon of your collections. This sword is the legendary sword that crowns the ruler of Trupia, any other wielder would simply be unable to lift such a sword, even if the wielder was an elder giant. The sword has served as a symbol of hope for Trupia for centuries, as, through unknown magic, it can never break nor be damaged.

As you stride, your dark red cape flows behind you. The cape, apart from being a symbol of your status, is practical, as it naturally drapes around your body and hides your arms, concealing your intentions.

Entering your gigantic throne room through its back entrance, you see 2 voluptuous female figures at the center of the room, their backs facing you, heads stooped, perhaps in a discussion.

1 of the figures is clearly your beautiful mother, Delilah, as you recognize her unique Genesith ears.

Wearing a dark red qipao that covers her entire body, hugging her amazing figure tightly, her big, round, succulent asscheeks pronounced through the smooth silk of her qipao, almost inviting you to smash your face in them.

Unfortunately, with her back facing you at a distance, that is all you can see.

Approaching these 2 womanly figures in your majestic throne room, you begin to realize the guest your mother is entertaining.