The First Harem Tournament 3 – Live Chat

“Who’s a good little robo slut?”

Scarlett’s answer was a drooling grin. With two hands wrapped around her neck, all ability to answer had been taken from her anyhow. Jane’s hips rolled, setting the rhythm to which the double-sided dildo glided in and out the two of them.

“Inhale…” Jane cooed, loosening the grip she had on Scarlett’s throat for two seconds. “Savour the breath. It’ll have to last ya for a bit.” Once more, the digits tightened. Scarlett’s eyelids fluttered, a brat blissfully broken by bold and bawdy application of toys and tools of the craft.

John basked in the view, enjoying it with the added bonus of an empress around his cock. Lulu was, as always, making up for the time she spent away by becoming a turbo-slut when the opportunity arose. The imperial tomboy was bobbing her head relentlessly, seeking both the stimulation of her sensitive throat and the orgasm-inducing reward that spurted out every now and again.

Outside, there currently was a spar ongoing between the Splatterknight and Hyozuma. John had very little investment in the outcome of that battle and he doubted they would be angry about him not watching. Especially Hyozuma would get it that he was a lot more invested in sitting here, having a beautiful woman treat his dick like it was the sole object that could bring her pleasure.

Which, admittedly, was proven wrong by the fact that she was simultaneously getting eaten out by Aclysia.

John enjoyed the current service casually, encouraging Lulu to keep going with the occasional grunt and a guiding hand on her black-haired head. Beyond her and beyond the view of Jane taking her victory reward, the room was in the usual state. Here and there, sapphic activity was ongoing every bit as casually as it always was. More common, after the erotic discharge earlier in the day, was lounging about, with most haremettes sitting, chatting, reading, or playing games, while the maids wandered about and made sure everyone was cared for.

It was all gorgeous, like a painting in motion. He could have studied every detail for hours. Alas, he also considered it both funny and interesting to be part of the live chat of the event. To be more exact, he was jumping across various social media sites, randomly partaking in conversations around him. The live chat on the main stream of the tournament was moving a bit too fast for him to get any meaningful interactions in.

‘u/PinkCatSupremacy

Empress Rave on every day? 10/10

Empress Rave in golden Unleash form + that wild combat smile? 1000/10.

Cat Girls stay winning.’

John snorted at the comment and left a simple like on it.

‘u/CarlosCarlosCarlos

Scarlett: “Be thankful I didn’t upload a Black MIDI”

Badass nerd threat, still gets folded immediately after.’

The Gamer typed out a quick response.

‘u/JohnNewman(Official)

To be fair, it wasn’t immediately after and Jane would tell you that it was hardfought.’

Him leaving a comment set the thread ablaze within seconds. Notifications were flooding in. A couple of expected questions flooded in, questions that John had answered before but would gladly do again.

‘u/TheGuyWithThePuppies

Yo, mad respect for you, my Emperor. If you got a second, can you explain why there’s a bunch of the harem (or should I write Imperial Choir?) not participating?’

‘u/JohnNewman(Official)

Harem or Imperial Choir both work, just depends on how formal you want to be. To answer the question: as made public during the press briefing following the Guild Hall relocation, they are all pregnant.’

‘u/TheGuyWithThePuppies

Oh dang! Hope you have enough cribs ready! Congratulations!’

John put an upvote on that comment just to let the guy know he had seen it, then switched to another question.

‘u/CryptoBrosBeforeCryptoHoes

Any guesses on who will win ultimately?’

To prepare himself for amusement, John pulled up a betting website in a second tab before answering.

‘u/JohnNewman(Official)

Difficult to say. In any 1vs1 scenario, Metra is the favourite by default. Lu Zhi is quite likely to win as well, though that depends on how seriously she wants to take this. I wouldn’t want her to reveal any hidden techniques when she is just here for fun. Jane, Sylph and Nia are all solid picks as well… Personally, I think Ehtra could go quite far as well.’

The second after he pressed ‘Send’, he switched back to the betting site. It took about ten seconds for the odds to start fluctuating wildly. He laughed to himself, then put the phone down. The screen was to be enjoyed in moderation and attention to his women to be paid.

The imperial tomboy was right where John had left her: eyelids fluttering and moaning while he continued to guide her submissive throat up and down on auto-pilot. ‘God bless Gaia for making super-sensitive throats such a common trait for monster girls,’ John thought, too taken by the wonder of it all to notice the irony of thanking an unconfirmed deity for the work of an acting one.

Jane had switched her vector of attack to sitting on Scarlett’s face while erotically torturing the redhead with a custom-made vibrator. The danger of having so many crafting geniuses in one’s harem was the proliferation of tools that felt almost too good. John had once been subjected to Delicia and Hailey testing an onahole on him that was as good as Siena’s semen-extracting pussy… which was just too dangerous. He had outlawed its use.

The ’Scarlett Destroyer 2.0’, as Lee had called it, was basically just a simple dual-stimulation vibrator – except it was measured so perfectly and its frequency adjusted so harmoniously to Scarlett’s preferences that only John with all of his bullshit pleasure increases could do better than it. The technomancer’s hips were raised high into the air, quivering at a high pace as she was made to squirt over and over again.

“Let’s make ya cum even harder,” Jane purred and pressed a second toy against Scarlett’s backdoor.

A finger prodding his cheek pulled John’s attention away from the scene. “Oy, Master!” Momo kept poking him as he turned his head, only stopping when she almost jabbed him in the eye. “Need anything?”

All he had to do to make Momo blush was look at her. She was in her maid uniform, making her as alluring as ever with those wide hips and that gracefully lean torso. She shot upright, crossing her arms over her flat chest as if to protect herself from his gaze.

“Perv!” she called him out. The urge to fuck the erudition out of those white eyes was intense.

John closed his eyes and concentrated on Lulu’s throat. One more bob pushed him over the edge. He made sure that the Heavenly Jade Empress was up far enough to gather his load in her mouth. The extent of it made her cheeks bulge. Green eyes rolled as her tongue worked the underside of his shaft, coaxing out every drop of liquid orgasm.

With the care of someone carrying something precious, Lulu tilted back. Despite her best attempts, a trickle of the overabundant white still made its way down the corner of her green lips. Her tongue stirred the proudly presented pool of thick fluid. “Share with Aclysia.” The empress of the world’s oldest empire glided down, topping the maid that had been eating her out this entire time.

“I wish that were me… I mean, perv! Pervy perv!” Momo exclaimed. “I just thought I’d be a good maid and ask what you need and you just cum and do all of this! So rude! Hmph!” She could throw her head sideways all she wanted, the tremble of her hips betrayed her true feelings. A hand extended, a pelvic curtain brushed aside, then his fingers were placed against her drenched, swollen slit. “A-ah…” Momo gasped under her breath, wordlessly getting on her toes to sink down on the two fingers presented. “M-master…”

“So needy.”

“Psh… you… hypnotized me or something!” the fairy brat shot back. “Y-yeah… there’s no way you are… hot enough to make me do this on my own…” Fingers pressed into her upper arms.

The mention of hypnosis was a dead giveaway of what she wanted. Humming, the Gamer glanced at the dual stimulation the squirting technomancer received, then locked onto the perfect ass of the imperial tomboy. It gave him an idea. “You actually can do something for me,” John decided, holding his next words just long enough that Momo was climaxing while he gave his order. “Go get Claire and Delicia for me.”

“I-if I have to!” Momo exclaimed with barely withheld anticipation. Still spasming from her climax, she pulled away from his fingers. A gooey string of her juices connected them until her skirt fell back into place. “Master!” she cried instinctively when he gave her a smack to the rear. Glaring back, she sashayed away.

John sucked her juices off his fingers. She had a faintly sweet taste, mixed with a pleasant pine aroma that unfolded in the back of his throat. ‘Fairy pussy is great,’ John allowed himself a debauched thought, then went back to scanning social media. Having had enough of forums, he looked at what the chatrooms had to say next.

He checked into the middle of a heated debate.

Omnius: As per usual, you are so fucking stupid. You don’t get that this is all consensual fun and that monster girl titties are the best titties.

CringeButReal: It’s bad enough that he lives like this, he doesn’t have to advertise it.

Omnius: Lives like what? Emperors always have?

CringeButReal: Yeah, that’s always bad. Plus, he wasn’t even an emperor until 5 minutes ago. Still can’t believe how quickly you got over that.

Omnius: Told you before, I have ‘Winner Morality’. Guy literally stabilized a continent. Far as I am concerned, he can do what he wants.

Omnius: Like, we get to look at Rave in a bodysuit and he gets to have a harem.

Omnius: Also, you know, being rich AF because we live in Fusion.

CringeButReal: So just because you’re rich its morally correct?

Omnius: You’re actually so fucking stupid.

Omnius: HOLY SHIT! Check who is typing.

JohnNewman(Official): Hello, I am doing a chatroom tour. Anyone want to ask me something?

Omnius: Just confirm a guess for me: Is it true that the winner gets to dom the loser?

JohnNewman(Official): That’s classified (but yes).

Omnius: Hahahaha!

CringeButReal: How does it feel to go back on all of your ideals and become a backstabbing monarch?

JohnNewman(Official): Pretty awful, but I did what I had to do.

JohnNewman(Official): I published a whole blog post on my reasoning, I don’t feel the need to rehash it.

CringeButReal: I read it and it doesn’t cover your philosophical bases at all.

VesperStan: Alright, that’s enough Cringe for now. I’ve thrown him in timeout.

VesperStan: Actual question: how did you decide the bracket?

JohnNewman(Official): I genuinely just found a bracket maker online and pressed randomize a bunch of times while looking away.

Omnius: Hahaha.

“I’m back, Master!” Momo plucked the phone out of his hand and tossed it to the cushions. Grabbing the armrest with both hands, she bent forwards. “What dastardly plans do you have, you pervert?!”

“Yes! What plans do you have? What schemes did you create? What glorious ideas swirl around in your head, my Master, my Emperor?” Claire echoed both the tone and position of the fairy maid. Green and white eyes were both filled with love – quite literally. By some magical mechanic that John ascribed to the Lover’s Will mark, pink hearts beat in place of their pupils.

“Psh, itty bitties and no grace,” Delicia mocked her fellow maids. When she shot her Master a glance, her eyes bore the same heart-shaped mark. She knew as much as the other two what was going to happen next.

‘Ah, brats and their teasing,’ John thought and snapped his fingers. “Momo, Claire, Delicia – Trance.” All emotion drained from their features, as did all tension. The pulsing of the pink-hearts, however, only grew more frequent. “Stand straight and in a row.” With the lethargic grace of the hypnotized, Momo and Claire straightened up and stepped next to Delicia. “Good girls. Now, repeat after me every instruction I give to you and engrave it deep into your minds.”

“””We will repeat every instruction Master gives to us and engrave it deep into our minds,””” the trio of suggestible maids repeated. There were no differences in their tones now, no horny brattiness, no obsession, just peaceful, dream-like obedience.

“Until this tournament is over, you will forget that you ever had anal sex.”

“”“Until this tournament is over, we will forget we ever had anal sex.”””

“You will find yourself prudish when it comes towards it. Indeed, you will think that anal sex is entirely taboo.”

“”“We will find ourselves as prudes that think anal sex is entirely taboo.”””

“When you see someone have anal sex, you do not reconsider. Instead, you double down, growing ever deeper in your thinking that it is taboo.”

“””When we see someone have anal sex, we will double down. We will think of it as a greater and greater taboo.”””

“However, though you think people shouldn’t do it, you will find yourself turned on by it. The more you think it is forbidden, the more it turns you on.”

“””We are turned on extremely by the taboo. The more we think it is taboo, the more turned on we get.”””

“You are deeply ashamed of how turned on you get. You will hide it as best as you can and fear being found out.”

“””We are deeply ashamed of how much we love taboo anal sex. We will hide it and fear being found out.”””

John rubbed his chin, then decided to take it a step further. “All of this also extends to oral sex.”

“””All of Master’s instructions also apply to oral sex. It is taboo and we crave it, but we are afraid of admitting it.”””

“Until the tournament is over, you three will be vaginal-only nymphomanics.”

“””Until the tournament is over, we will only offer our pussies openly to Master and his harem.”””

Not exactly what he had said, but if those three were united in reading it that way, he wasn’t going to complain. “Do not repeat anymore. Now, I will count down from 10. With every number I count down, I want these commands to sink deeper and deeper into your subconscious. When I reach 0, you will forget having been hypnotized and you will not even think about being hypnotized until the tournament is over. You will be refreshed and continue your day.” He let the words linger for a moment, then began the countdown. “10… 9… 8… 7… the reality of being secret anal and oral sluts is settling deep inside you…. 6… 5… 4…. You know you shouldn’t love it, but you do…. 3.. 2… 1… You are so ready to keep this secret…. 0 – Wide Awake.”

All three blinked awake, the hearts in their eyes finally fading as a mortified, pink blush spread on their pale cheeks. “I-i-I have somewhere to be!” Momo exclaimed.

“Y-yeah!” Delicia agreed.

“M-me too!” Claire stammered in a rare display of a crazy vampire getting all flustered. They scattered in three different directions, rushing towards the private chambers attached to this open one.

“That was devious, hubby,” Lulu cooed and licked the last trace of cum from the corner of her lip. “Why’d they run off like that though?”

“Definitely because they’re all wearing butt plugs,” John remarked with a sly grin. “Which I doubt they’re taking out. They’re probably taking a moment to masturbate while making up a reason why it’s good that they wear one. Something along the lines of: ‘I am just training myself to better resist these urges!’”

A sadistic little grin spawned on Lu Zhi’s face. “Punishing them will be a delight.”