Nobody, it's enough for a night...

Looking over them, you weigh your balls with one hand, you decide that you are done for today. Vessa gives you a nice sight, her ass high in the air and your seed leaking out of her pink pussy and drooling down her thighs.

“I'm done with you for now. Wife, haul your ass up to my chambers once you can walk again. And bring her along.”

Her eyes half closed, Marissa smiles a little and nods weakly. You don your clothes and leave the place, feeling relieved and much more at peace with yourself. The stars outside look so much better and brighter today. Looking out of the window, you wonder what it all means as you sip from your cup. There is a stirring in your loins as you think about all the bastards that you sired so far. Your lineage would be secured, surely and firmly. And all those children could be married or positioned within the government, armed forces and mercantile elite in a manner that would benefit your position greatly. And with that thought, you quickly fall asleep.

In your dreams, you see a lonely maiden with fire red hair sitting inside a ruin of what once had been a church. You cannot see her face, yet her warn-torn plate armour tells of battles past and great deeds done. She appears familiar, and the elegant blade on her side even more so. Her hands are bound in chains as dark as the night. A single candle burns next to her on the stone bench she is sitting on. Beyond, in the darkness, you see movement of scale, aberrant limbs and otherworldly tentacle. Snarling and hissing, the darkness approaches her, reaching out its tendrils until just before the darkness engulfs her fully...

You wake up, into the sweet embrace of supple flesh and entrancing curves. Slowly freeing yourself from the entanglement of legs and arms, you slip out of the royal bed, the three maidens and your wife soundly asleep. Vessa is asleep on the door mat, and you silently dress and open the blinds just a little to let enough air and light in to start your day.