It was the next morning before Asmodean finally woke up. He stumbled out of his bedroom into the Crystal Spa, still rubbing sleep from his eyes before being bombarded by his monster girls.
The curvy, blue-skinned water sprites bounced towards him unhappily.
"Master!" One of them whined, "They have hard dicks but won't let us relieve them!"
"They won't let us wash their clothes!"
"They won't let us relieve their stress!"
He shook his head, shaking the cobwebs off before trying to figuring out what they were talking about.
Then he saw Davos and his sons huddled together, trying to fend off the horny beauties trying to entice them. He had almost believed that rescuing the farmer and his family had been a dream.
He felt for them, their world had been turned upside down. A desperate battle against a fellow Dungeon Master, as well as an attack by the sinister Virgin's of Venuk.
Now they were in a Dungeon Masters lair, Davos's daughter betrothed to Asmodean, with naked sex fiends trying to get in their pants.
"Ladies, give them some space." Asmodean said. The girls obeyed immediately.
"Thank you... Sorry..." Davos said, grateful for the help and beat red at looking at Asmodean's nakedness.
Asmodean looked down, completely unaware he was naked. It was just his natural state here.
He laughed.
"Listen. Things are different in a Dungeon. Sex is just something we do. I dunno, it must be something with the Soul Crystal, but I can tell you feel it too- Things get incredibly hot and heavy here."
He could see they felt it too, the tenting in their pants proving his point.
"Look, I'm sure you're used to a hard life. Outcast, building your farm by hand. Things are different here. Much easier. Much more time on your hands."
He grabbed a sprite and pulled her into him, his own member hardening to prove his point.
"So relax. Let the women attend to your needs. Your
every
need."
He grabbed a breast with one hand and ass with the other.
"Do whatever you want to them."
He pulled his sprite down into one of the hot pools. He didn't care if they took his advice and satisfied their lust or not. He was the Dungeon Master, and this was
his
domain.
And he had been away too long.
He drove his tongue into his sprite's mouth, who moaned appreciatively. Her hand was between his legs, eagerly stroking his shaft.
Asmodean realized how long he'd gone without sex. Lust
was
magically amplified here, and sex was the lifeblood of a Dungeon.
Animal hunger took him, a desperate lust requiring him to fuck the busty monster girl he had spawned for just this purpose.
He brought her to the shallow end of one of the pools, barely knee high water. Asmodean bent her over the pool's edge, a savage smile on his face as his cock sprang to full attention.
She moaned as he plunged into her. Her silky wet folds squeezed around his steel as he buried himself to the hilt. He growled with lust, and she moaned exultantly as his dick throbbed deep inside her depths.
He started pumping, long hard strokes. She yelped with every thrust, overjoyed that her Master was using her for pleasure. Asmodean grabbed her hips with both hands, using his entire body to fuck into her tight pussy.
The wet, squelching sound of
thwock, thwock, thwock
echoed loudly through the room as he grunted into her. This wasn't tender, loving sex. This was a hard, pent-up need. This was the ravenous sex of a Dungeon Master gone too long with out sex.
His fat balls slapped her clit with every thrust, overfull with seed. He needed to drain them. It wouldn't take long.
He grabbed her hair, eyes flaring with the delicious feeling pumping into her. Her entire body belonged to him. Her only purpose was to pleasure the hot steel slamming into her.
"Yes... Yesss. YESSSS!" Asmodean moaned as thrust his desire.
He
was the Dungeon Master. He did what he wanted. And he wanted to pump her full of his seed.
"I'm... going... to cum!" He roared, his woman screaming in ecstasy as she gave him complete control.
"FUUUUUUCK!" He roared, slamming to the hilt, a wave of hot white cum blasting deep into her creamy cunt. His balls hurt, they were so full of cum, and he could hear an audible squelch as he injected each powerful wave of seed. He filled her up, and a steady stream dripped out of her overfull slit.
The relief was palpable. Dungeon Masters produced an unnatural amount of semen. Coupled with the lack of sex for over a day, Asmodean wasn't surprised to see a river of cum dripping out of the woman.
He stumbled back, slipping out of her, sitting beside the breathless water sprite. He needed to catch his breath too, his desperate lust momentarily sated. But he knew the satisfaction wouldn't last long. His dick was in control now.
Catching his breath, he saw his explosion of sexual energy had broken the ice. Davos and his sons had a sprite each, each in the middle of relieving their own stress. The sight of his sprites getting railed turned him on. He was going to enjoy having men around to share in the delights of his harem.
Soula materialized, joining him in the pool. Her hand immediately reached down to keep his cock alive as she presented her big tits to him.
"Mmmmmm." He moaned as he planted his face into her inviting chest. Asmodean was obsessed with Soula's breasts. The porcelain skin, pert and smooth, capped by pink upturned nipples. He pressed his face between those perfect mounds, sucking on each puffy nipple in turn. The day wouldn't truly begin until he had fully enjoyed his Soul Crystal's body.
Where's Kitty?
He thought to her, the magic of the Crystal allowing them to communicate by thought.
In Ella's room.
She responded.
Been there all morning.
Doing what?
Fucking, of course,
Soula laughed as Asmodean switched to her other nipple.
Lesbian sex doesn't count as losing your virginity in her culture. As long as the hymen is intact, her virtue is safe.
That seemed ridiculous, but he didn't really care. The only thing he cared about was between his and Soula's legs.
She dutifully slipped him inside her, Asmodean still worshiping her giant tits. Gods he had missed this.
He let Soula set the pace. She was working out her own anxiety from his journey. She was a manifestation of the Soul Crystal, and wasn't able to leave the Dungeon.
Losing their intimate connection when he was out of range, then the fear that had set in realizing they were taking too long, then feeling his sprites die, then feeling Kitty die. She had been terrified, a feeling magnified by the vague sensation of terror and loss emanating from her Dungeon Master.
She ground up and down on him, letting his dick wash away the negative feelings. Her eyes were closed, face tight with concentration, as each bounce sloughed off the anxiety that had froze her.
Their connection extended to sex, and Asmodean knew exactly when to take her hips, when to start to taking control. He thrust into her grinding hips, helping set a pace for her to build an explosive orgasm. She needed to cum just as desperately as her Dungeon Master had.
Asmodean's entire world was bouncing breasts, Soula's fat wet nipples rubbing along his face as the blonde rode her Master with ferocious desire. He could tell she was close. The intense expression on her face told him it was going to be a big one.
"Ohhhh! OHHHHHH!" She screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body. She kept the pace, not slowing down for a second, her eyes rolling up to the back of her head as she shook with pleasure. The light of the Soul Crystal flickered brighter as she came.
Finally she impaled herself deeply on him. Pulling her into him, her tits smashed in his face.
Asmodean was in heaven. Nothing felt better than feeling a stunning woman cum all over your cock.
Well, one thing felt better.
He lifted her out of the pool, laying her out next to the sprite he had just fucked. She hadn't moved, just watching and toying her gooey cunt. She was enthralled watching the action.
But Asmodean only had eyes for his Soul Crystal. She always became totally submissive after an orgasm, her body communicating he could do whatever he wanted to her. He often took full advantage of the invitation, and was intimately familiar with all her holes.
But this morning he was only interested in her dripping snatch, his dick still rock hard inside her.
He set a desperate pace, the both of them only interested in his pleasure. He needed to give her his cum.
Her tits bounced with each desperate thrust, and he groaned at how good her tight gash felt. The sprite beside them played with herself faster, watching the two sex gods perform. He grabbed one of the sprites breasts as he pounded Soula. The sprite leaned down, hungrily kissing the Soul Crystal as Asmodean felt his balls boil.
"Yessss! YESSSS!" He said, his cock filling his second pussy of the day. Soula shuddered, the feeling of a cumming cock her entire world.
Asmodean rutted inside his Soul Crystal, until every last drop was dutifully injected into Soula. She wrapped her legs around him, locking him into place, not letting him leave until she had milked every last drop.
At length, he slipped out, finally feeling like himself again.
The sprite was playing with Soula more intensely now, both fuck-drunk from their Master's attention. He left the two to play with each other to wash off.
He called it the Crystal Spa because that's what it was- the Soul Crystal was the heart of his Dungeon, a massive gem in the center of the room that he shaped reality through. He had shaped a natural hot-spring into several pools and shower-like waterfalls.
After the nightmare that was the trip back from Korin, he was grateful for the chance to douse himself under the shower, always running at the perfect temperature.
Usually he'd have his sprites attend to him, soaping and cleaning his body, but he realized with the extra men here all his sprites were occupied. He laughed at himself realizing it had been weeks since he did something as mundane as wash himself with his own hands.
