Chapter 111: Explosive Finish – Part 2

Chapter 111: Explosive Finish – Part 2

"What about me?" Behrouz cries out, sounding a bit upset.

"I don't allow other men to touch my wives or concubines," I stiffly reply. The idea of Roxanne fucking her father triggers the incest fetish within me, but it violates the temple that is my wife's body, so I get quite distressed by the conflicting ideas. The sanctity of the temple is absolute, so there's no way I'm letting Roxanne do that, ever, but now, my mind has been corrupted with fantasies.

"I've fucked Mom once, already, and I've smelled Dad's cummies many times before," Roxanne confesses and shows how truly demonic she is by sending me her fantasies of unholy threesomes that don't involve me.

"Well, what about me and you?" Behrouz insists, and I nearly choke on my spit.

"Sorry, but my sword is single-edged," I politely decline, trying to look as composed as I can be.

"That's a pity," he replies with such a sad tone that I actually feel a bit guilty. "You're really attractive, Lord Wolf. It's hard to find men like you with domineering auras that don't feel belittling or deriding. I know we would have a passionate time together."

The guilt I was just feeling is quickly replaced with annoyance as all of the girls imagine me dominating Behrouz with quite a lot of detail.

"Not only did you manipulate my husband and trusted Housekeeper, but now, you seek to lay with me?" Sanaz suddenly questions, her small, pretty nose slightly wrinkled in contempt, and both Behrouz and Saghieh gasp in surprise.

Oh, no... my dream... no, no, no, nooo!

"I take offense with the word 'manipulate.' You're clearly using it pejoratively," Yunia immediately retorts sternly. "We had the intention to influence you into making a decision that favored us, but we hold no ill intent towards you."

"I'm my own person, Sanaz, and I saw that Roxanne's suggestion was better for our daughter's future!" Behrouz complains, a bit indignant.

And Saghieh kneels behind her mistress, her head lowered in shame.

"You quite literally forced me to come to this decision," Sanaz coldly replies to Yunia.

"It certainly doesn't feel good when others limit your options, does it?" I taunt Sanaz with a shit-eating grin, then I slightly regret doing that as I see my dream continuing to crumble in her glare.

"Turn it into a party, show everyone that the Ryder clan has a close relation to the Sammak company, and that should give you some political benefits," Yunia comes to the rescue.

Of course, she's a merchant, so phrase it as a "deal" and show her the benefits of it, and she'll view it a lot more favorably.

Sanaz's anger starts to abate as she seems to seriously consider Yunia's suggestion.

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes...!

Then her next words cause my heart to skip a beat, "Perhaps we could turn it into a Conception Celebration and have him give me a child. Then I'd be a lot more inclined to send that child to study in your clan."

YES!

Alissa's pussy quivers, and my cock throbs with excitement.

"Our husband isn't allowed to impregnate other women yet as he still needs to create his inheritable racial skill first," Yunia stabs me in the heart.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-...!

"Then just a party for the Sexual Celebration will be acceptable," Sanaz acquiesces.

Alright, that's also fine.

"Wait, you'd be fine having a child with me?" I question, curious and eager for the ego-boost.

Sanaz snorts softly and nods. "It surely wouldn't be terrible, but you'd have to learn not to use your position to coax others so much if you wanted any say in our child's life."

"Your father doesn't mind?" I quietly ask Roxanne through [Bind].

"I'm pretty sure he has a few bastards in Mashoor. That's how Sammak has maintained a good reputation in the town despite Mother being quite ruthless sometimes," she casually replies.

Well, damn. I guess there's still a chance that I'll give Roxanne another sibling one day.

"Don't be mean to Saghieh, dear," Behrouz suddenly pleads.

Sanaz purses her lips softly, then turns to the still kneeling servant. "It's not your fault that you fell for their little play. Rise, Saghieh, you still hold the keys to my heart."

The strict red succubus becomes a quivering pile of warmth and happiness for a short moment, then she proudly stands up and puts on the steel mask again. "Thank you, Mistress Sanaz."

"We'd better start writing the invitations for tonight's party, then," Sanaz calmly remarks and glances at us as she states, "I have to take my leave now, so we'll meet again later."

We return cordial goodbyes, and the meal finally ends, along with this roller-coaster of emotions.

Alissa and Tavi have become quite fond of each other, so they stay behind, with Ciel, Lina, Aoi, Yunia, Gify, and the golems joining them while Roxanne, Hana, and I go visit Xane's Holy Academy.

We board our carriage, and Hukarere follows us in, then our three temporary maids [Clean] our bodies of any sweat and dust, then they reapply our makeup (for the girls) and perfume.

"You didn't want to go to the brothel?" I casually ask Hukarere as the maid waxes my scales.

She shrugs and casually replies, "Eh, I didn't feel like participating in an orgy today."

I raise a quizzical eyebrow and pull out my cock. "You just wanted some of this, didn't you?"

She grins, showing her long white teeth. "I won't answer that, but if you're offering..."

"Come here, you cum-guzzler," I call her affectionately.

She quickly kneels in front of me, and my whole length disappears into her long, fanged mouth, then I decide to tease my maid.

I recreate the obscene, eldritch horrors that we saw in the gardens and let them do their own thing while I watch the view as the carriage slowly makes its way through the streets. I want to create an "auto-fucking" sub-process for my tentacles.

"That's hot..." Roxanne breathes as her maid slowly teases her pussy lips.

"What is?" I ask back confusedly.

Her tail wraps around her own thin neck like a choker as she breathes in deeply, her mind filled with sensual fantasies. "Getting casually sucked off by a woman while absentmindedly teasing another, all the while looking like a king who's playing with his toys."

"Your fetishes are quite a bit more subtle than those of the other wives," I remark with a smug smile, which she then mirrors.

"I like seeing you not just dominate others, but act like you're above them. I want you to show other men how much better than them you are at everything, and I also greatly enjoy seeing other women show desire towards you."

My smile turns wry. "Basically, you want me to act like a pompous noble?"

And she chuckles softly, a bit embarrassed. "I guess, but you can back up your barks with a lot of bite, you know?"

"Yes..." I hum in agreement as my maid orgasms from the disgusting insect-like thing sucking on her clit, the other two maids watching with a mix of muted horror and interest in their eyes.

"Since you're not into fucking other men, this is all we're going to get," Hana points out as her maid massages her round breasts.

"There's also that," Roxanne cheekily agrees.

We stop before the entrance of a cathedral-like building, and after getting a visitor pass at the gate, we leave our carriages behind. Hukarere and two more Lordsguard accompany us since we can't enter with an army, and one of the non-sexually-exhausted maids acts as a guide. Hana and I walk with Roxanne in between us, our arms linked with hers, because she's the VIP this time.

Xane's Holy Academy is a mix of Warhammer 40k Imperial Gothic with Dark Eldar edginess, the grand and solemn combined with the sinister and warped.

Roxanne thinks that the Holy people are all masochists in denial, and I start to notice that some of the iconography could very well be found in the BDSM sex dungeon of a particularly freaky person.

"You don't usually become so giddy when we praise you," I remark.

"You don't praise me enough," she replies with a snobbish pout.

I smirk and nod. "True, but I think you're just weak to flattery."

"Ah!" She shouts as she gives me a glare. "Don't demean her words!"

"Can you truly claim that it wasn't flattery?" Eftee coolly teases, a faint smugness to her thin red lips.

But Roxanne returns with a sharp gaze. "Either you're trying to curry favor with me, or you were being honest with your praise. Either way, it's favorable to me," and she chuckles softly like an evil Lady.

I share a look with Hana. She's back to being sharp, and even Yunia would be proud of that retort.

Eftee's smile widens, but she doesn't continue with the banter. "Playfulness aside, I asked for you to come here because I have something to give you." Then her expression shifts into one of seriousness and excitement as she pulls a silver ring out of her [Item Box] with a *poof*.

"Oh..." Roxanne hums then freezes.

The ring has a signet with a small, red, heart-shaped gem in the middle, surrounded by the iconic depiction of a succubus' wings and dagger-tail in silver, while microscopic writing fills the rest of the signet's surface.

"For your efforts in categorizing and methodically developing anti-venoms for thirteen known venoms, I grant you this ring along with the Title of 'Scholar of Xane' and 'Master of Poisons and Venoms,'" Eftee formally announces.

Why didn't I get a cool ring like that from Rabanara's university?

"Probably needed to finish advanced courses instead of just beginners," Alissa explains, and I begrudgingly agree.

Roxanne's breath becomes unsteady as she slowly reaches a hand towards the ring, then she grabs it and holds it as if it were a fragile thing. Through [Bind], I feel her feed the red gem mana and watch through her senses as she observes the enchantments that lit up. The first seems to be [Reinforce] to prevent the signet from being worn down, and the second is a "mana ID" that infuses what the signet touches with uniquely-flavored mana as a sort of magical signature.

"For... for my research...?" She weakly asks, her eyes still glued to the ring.

Eftee nods firmly. "Yes. I assume you were so focused on creating the anti-venom for the Kazh-dom Ambusher that you didn't realize all the other discoveries you'd made."

Roxanne closes her eyes as they start to burn and holds the ring against her chest. "Thank you," she breathes and starts sobbing.

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