Something you feel like you have been told

It is not Mary that opens the door, it is one of the newly promoted officers. She looks at you and grins in what had a common expression to receive a few weeks ago. She bows to Ana then to you and backed out of the doorway.

"Sister is that you?!" Mary's voice bellows out and Ana walks inside. "And you brought him." There was a cheer as you entered the room and saw the other freshly promoted officers and four you didn't recognise, but from how they were holding themselves you gather they were of the upper ranks. They were arranged around the room on lounges, some two or three to one, others holding it to themselves. There were glasses strewn about and in hand, some in hand were empty while some strewn about had been full at the strewning, a good indication of the level of drinking that had been taking place.

"You know I want my sister to be happy." Ana said, walking over to join her sister on a lounge. Her aura waved for you to follow her and as you walked you felt a lot of eyes on your lower, very hard, half. Ana sat next to her sister who was sprayed out on the lounge, arms and legs widely spread.

Mary patted Ana's shoulder with a hand and looked you up and down. "You look ready to perform." She smirked at you and noticed the lounges were arranged in something of a semicircle facing the bed. You raise an eyebrow at her. "Didn't you say you would need personal guard to satisfy, not going to let just a few get the better of you are you?"

How do you keep ending up in these situations ... dumb question, how do you keep being surprised you end up in these situations? You don't even bother looking for Ana's approval, she's probably well on the way to producing a very wet spot on the lounge by now.

Looking from Mary to the bed then at the gathered women you sigh. You could walk out but, Mary had a point, you did taunt yourself into this, not that you doubt anything would have changed had you not worded your taunt quite so openly. "Who's first?" You pull the scaled armour off and let it fall to the ground. The sound of it hitting was loud enough that you wondered how much it weighed.

There was a slight pause before one of the women stood up and grabbed your head. She tired to pull you into a kiss but you were immovable, and when she saw the look of your face, bemused. Looking like she'd just a macho contest she leaned into you, kissing your lips gentler than you thought she would. You responded by wrapped your arms around her and picking her up, carrying her to the bed and setting her down gently.

She was looking more than a little conflicted about this, you imagine being on the receiving end of this treatment is a first for her. You kiss down to her shirt and pull it open, exposing a rather flat chest. She lets out a soft moan when your lips meet a nipple and give it a light suck. She runs her hands through your hair and grips hard but is unable to do anything more than grip as you move freely. Kissing your way down her stomach you pull her pants down and plant a kiss on her mound. Looking up at her you see a very red face and, holding her eyes with yours, run your tongue up her slit giving her clit a flick as you pass it. She lets out lewd moan and leans her head back.

You'd kept an eye on the audience's auras during this to gauge what was expected. Most were fascinated by impatient. At a guess you'd say it was because this was supposed to be a fuck not a seduction. With twenty four other women to, you assume, get through that was understandable. Kissing your way back up you reach down and pull your pants down, still impressed by how easy that is despite the leather. When your tip runs along her slit and she let out a cute gasp of surprise you briefly reconsider the romance of the situation. It doesn't last as her legs wrap around your waist and try to pull you inside her.

"Do you want this?" You whisper into the ear facing away from the audience.

She whimpers for a moment still trying to pull you inside before relenting. "Ye-eeeesssss." She is interrupted by you sliding home inside her. Holding still buried in her you wait until you feel her relax around you and her hips to buck a little before you get down to fucking.

She is very quite for the pounding, occasional kisses all the feed back you get from her upper half, however her lower is very responsive. Each little move you make gets a response from her, hips shifting beneath you to ensure just the right spots are being grazed by your pistoning length. When she cums you don't even notice until you you catch her eyes flutter for a moment. Feeling like that means your job is done you speed up, fucking harder and harder until your orgasm hits.

"Cumming." You moan out by way of warning. You've no idea the etiquette in this moment so a warning seems fair. You feel one of the audience members moving and look over to see her grabbing a glass and approaching. Makes sense, don't want to risk an newly promoted officer getting knocked up. When your orgasm hits you pull out and the glass is presented. You pull out of her and finish into it and there is cheering around the room.

The woman shakily gets up and you back off her. She smiles at you as she takes the cup away looking very proud of herself. She takes a seat on the lounge and another woman walks over. Until the first she doesn't bother with any interaction, just walking between you and bed, pulling her pants down and spreading her cheeks. You see no reason to go against her clear wishes and sliding into her. She tried to be as quiet as the first but becomes a near constant mumbling of moans and gasps, when her climax hits her she shouts out how much she loves this. Once more your climax is gathered in a cup and she takes it to her seat.

She is replaced by the next, then the next, then the next. After each person you can sense a growing feeling of confusion, awe and worry. The level of your orgasms wasn't dropping no matter how many you experienced. You admit using your magic to augment your recovery could be cheating slightly, but you feel justified. When you get past the halfway point you feel it. The combination of ****, live sex of their comrades, and their own pleasure had opened up the auras of those present.

While you keep fucking the latest women you started drawing in the cast off magic in the room. The feeling of pleasure observed converted into pleasure felt was a bit of a shock of drunk minds but not enough of one for their auras to retract. The women whose legs you are between is suddenly pushed into an orgasm and it echos around the room. Even Mary's aura had been open enough for you to absorb and her feelings are confusing.

She is proud of the officers, impressed by you, jealous of you, angry at you, scared of you, turned on by you, and more than you are unable to pries mid sex. Everyone else is much simpler, those whose primary feeling isn't turned on is pride. When you finish in the current woman's cup the room erupts into a miniature orgasm. Then next, on shaky legs takes their place, she is much more open with her affection and spends much of the sex kissing, hugging and petting you.

At number twenty four you feel somewhat accomplishing. Cheating or not this is a personal best. The room had devolved into a mostly orgasming mass, turns out there is a limit to how many collective orgasms can be experience and that was around five women ago. Finishing into her cup you leave her on the bed with numbers nineteen up, and walk over to Mary.

She looks up at you with heavy lidded eyes, then down at you still erect cock. She opens her mouth but doesn't have the energy to say anything. You kneel down and cup her cheek affectionately. Everyone in this room that isn't you holds her in exceptionally high regard with an unquestioning respect. Feeling that for so long had rubbed off on you a little. Leaning forwards you kiss her forehead and whisper. "I win this one." It hadn't rubbed off that much.

She blinks at you and tries to muster a response but any chance of that happening went away five orgasms ago. Slumping back into her lounge she just pulled at her pants to expose herself. She didn't have the energy to do much else so you took pity on her and lifted her up. Bending her at the waist you point her at her sister who seemed barely aware. Pushing into her there is a groan around the room.

Mary's mostly limp body responds as best she can, but you rely on her aura to judge your pace and tempo. Hard and fast should have been expected but you honestly thought all this work on your part might have earned a softer desire from her. No matter, holding her over Ana's face you fuck her as hard and fast as she desires, pounding her through two orgasms and then teasing her clit for a third, because she made oddly cute moans during the first two. When you reach your limit you pull out and pick up a cup from the ground. Because you weren't holding her see fell to her knees weakly before you. Finishing into the final glass you set it down in front of her.

Looking around the room at all the women, suddenly you aren't feeling quite as accomplished. You'd done all this and didn't even know anyone's name, you'd never even asked for a name. That makes you feel a bit disappointed in yourself. It also marks the end of your aura sharing. Letting out a breath you release, pushing aura back to their owners with your magic. After the fucking just experience you feel it only fair to give everyone a bit of a boost.

Around the room there is a collective gasp, then a moan then sigh as energy is restored and bodily exhaustion is resolved. Everyone is still groggy as they get up and look around at each other, then at you standing there looking as fresh as if you had when this started.

Mary recovered faster than the others and stood up, shimming her pants up as she did. "Thank was," she cleared her throat you think to hide some orgasm after shook, "a good performance." She looked down at the cup at her feet then up at you. "You are dismissed." She had to sit very carefully on her not totally secure legs.

"Just like that?" You'd expected more, not cuddling but more than a hand wave out the door.

"Men aren't to see this." Ana said to you, she was more used to shared experiences and was looking more herself than the others, she even stood and walked you to the door, though she was leaning on you the whole way. "Amazing." She whispered into your ear. "Love you." She added as she pushed you out the door.

"Love you too Ana." You whispered back giving her a parting kiss on the lips but still feeling like you should be involved in someway with whatever was happening next. The door closed and you contemplated walking back in before deciding you not being involved was actually a kindness and left, shame Clare wasn't here, she'd have loved that she might have even told you about what is supposed to happen now. You look at the door, you could just walk back inside, not like the door could stop you.