Day Three in The Collector's Tower:
"Is this all you have?" Dorian asked, standing next to Bermil as they both looked down at the items on the table.
He had spent most of the day with the older man, discussing the portal. While he was eager to use his time between breedings studying his father's artifact, he certainly wasn't going to complain about talking to the man who gave him a group of beautiful girls to impregnate.
"Unfortunately, yes." Bermil responded. They were in the most secure room of the tower, as the walls were lined with the most durable material that credits could buy. A table stood in the center of the small room, with several small objects placed carefully on display. The objects were the only artifacts that were from the time that the portal was supposedly built. "They might be few, but they can teach us quite a lot about that era."
"Such as?" Dorian questioned, beginning to become genuinely curious.
"Well, for starters we know that they are around fifty thousand years old. Whether they were created during the empire's reign or shortly after, we can't say for certain."
"The empire?"
"Yes, we can see from certain writings on the artifact that the civilization that they were created by ruled over the entire galaxy, unifying it under one allegiance. We also know that their ships were slow, taking years to travel through space. That's why I theorize that they built portals on planets after landing on them, allowing them to travel instantly." Bermil answered.
"Interesting...do they mention what might be on the other side of this portal? We could be making a huge mistake." Dorian asked.
"Not exactly, though I have my theories." Bermil said.
Before they could continue their conversation, Talia appeared at the door. "Father, there's a message for you."
"Ah, back to business then. You are dismissed Dorian, we'll talk later." He said, gesturing to the door.
Dorian left the room, giving them privacy. He walked down the hallway, trying to debate between having sex with Floria or going to study his father's artifact.
The choice was made for him when he turned a corner and was ambushed by Floria. He wasn't expecting her, which allowed her to use his surprise to push him against the wall. She was a gymnast, making her lean and toned. Her gorgeous body was complemented by the fact that she only wore her tight black panties and bra, as most of the harem usually did.
"Hey what the...!" He started before being cut off.
"You knocked up everyone else before me?!? ME?!" She yelled, holding him there.
He looked into her furious eyes, a few strands of her blonde hair falling over the right eye. "Well... what if I said I was saving the best for last?"
She let out an angry yell before letting go of him, raising her hand to punch him. He caught it, using it to spin her around so that she was now against the wall. He held her there the same way she had held him. "Let go of me asshole!"
He felt her firm body as he held her, her smooth skin brushing against his. She was struggling with him, trying to break free. He felt himself becoming very aroused, and he reached down to unzip his jumpsuit to free his steadily hardening cock.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She said as his erection popped out, pressing against her crotch.
"You were fine with pinning me, so it's only fair that I pin you. Plus, if you're so angry that I haven't fucked you, we might as well do it now." He responded.
"Well I didn't mean right now!" Floria yelled at him as she continued to struggle.
He ignored her, only responding by pulling her black panties aside. His cock was touching her labia, and he could feel her getting wet, making him wonder if she actually had a submissive side.
He moved his hips back to line up his cock before sinking into her tight athletic pussy. He opened his mouth in pleasure as he pushed into her, feeling the exquisite texture of her vaginal walls.
Rather than letting out a cry like he expected, she let out a low moan as he penetrated her. When he reached her cervix, he watched as the angry look in her eyes momentarily turned into desire.
He rocked his hips in a slow steady motion, feeling his cock caressing her insides.
"You better...stop..." she said, though the look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know.
He pulled out slightly before quickly pushing in again, beginning his steady thrusts. It only took a few deep plunges into her pussy until her anger disappeared, replaced with an expression of bliss.
Seeing the pleasure in her eyes, he moved his hands down to her thighs before picking her up, pressing her against the wall as his thrusts became rougher. He began moaning, his cock tingling with ecstasy.
"S...see? Isn't my body...the best? You...should have chosen me...first!" She managed to say as he fucked her.
Hips hips moved quickly, desperately thrusting into her tight vagina. All he could think about was breeding her, releasing his potent cum inside of her fertile womb.
As his thrusts became wild and uncontrollable, she wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling nothing but an overwhelming primal lust for his cum. Her pussy worked his cock as he rammed over and over into her, practically trying to drag his seed out.
He was roughly fucking her against the wall, not caring if any of the guards walked passed them. They both were too focused on mating to notice.
"Y..yes! I want..you to cum..inside!" She said, letting her head fall back to rest against the wall as her pussy was pounded. "My body is..made to..bare your children..!"
Her words were all that were needed to push him over the edge, and he felt his cock squeeze in extreme pleasure as he came, ropes of sperm gushing as deep as possible into her sexy gymnast body.
Her legs tightened around his waist as she accepted his seed into her, letting it get her pregnant.
He held her up against the wall as his orgasm lasted, taking several seconds to fade. When it did, he turned around and let himself slide to the floor with her in his lap.
She pressed herself close against his chest, keeping his cock inside of her. "We're going to make...the most beautiful babies..." she said, closing her eyes.
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Day Four in The Collector's Tower:
Talia crept towards the giant bed in the center of the harem area where Dorian was currently laying down, passed out after a rough session of baby making. In her hand she held a dagger.
The pirates would arrive very soon, and she was running out of time to clear up loose ends.
As she crept closer she was careful to pay attention to her footing, not wanting him to wake up before she got to him.
When she was only a few feet away from the bed, the door to the room slid open. Talia quickly concealed the small weapon as Zoe entered, walking across the harem area to the door of her personal quarters. Zoe only gave a quick glance and a nod of acknowledgement to Talia. None of the girls in the harem particularly liked Talia due to her attitude of superiority, though they all knew that they needed to respect her as she was The Collector's daughter.
Zoe wordlessly entered her room, clearly unaware of the weapon that Talia was concealing. Fortunately for Dorian, however, the sounds of the doors opening and shutting were enough to disturb his sleep.
"W..what.." he said as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep while holding Floria in his arms. As his vision cleared, he saw Talia standing close by, concern clear on her face. "How did I get here?"
Talia didn't respond for a moment, obviously trying to make up her mind about something. When she did, she cleared her throat and straightened up to her usual stature, acting as if nothing had happened. "I had the cyborgs move you and Floria to your beds after we found you...together...in the hallway. You should know better than to do something like that in public."
Ignoring her obvious disgust at his actions, he was surprised at a specific part of what she had said. "Those guards are cyborgs? That actually makes a lot of sense..." He asked, recalling how disciplined they all acted. Then something occurred to him. "Are they...conscious?"
"Yes, they still retain a very limited consciousness, though they can be forcibly put into hibernation from our control center. Not only that, but father had all of them castrated so that there wouldn't be any 'accidents' with your little harem, if that's what you're worried about." She replied.
The thought both sickened and surprised Dorian, as he never thought that Bermil would be capable of doing that to someone, let alone his entire guard force. He reminded himself that he needed to be a lot more careful around these people.
Wanting to put the thought of cock removal out of his head for obvious reasons, Dorian changed the subject. "Well speaking of your father, I'm guessing you're here to tell me that Bermil wants to talk with me, right?"
She shook her head. "Not at all. I'm actually here to inform you that father is busy, which means you have a few hours to yourself. He also wanted me to congratulate you on impregnating the entire Harem. As agreed, you are free to leave until they give birth, though father would prefer if you waited until he is no longer busy so that he can speak with you."
"I understand. I'll wait until he's able to talk before I go." Dorian replied.
"Understood, I'll inform him." Talia said before turning to leave.
Dorian got up and stretched. Finally, he had time to study his father's artifact.
He left the room and navigated the corridors of the tower until he reached the door that contained what he was looking for. Unlocking it with a keycard that Bermil has given him, he entered. Inside was a large circular room, with a pedestal in the center. On top of the pedestal was an apple-sized metallic cylinder which Dorian realized was the artifact.
He approached it carefully, not sure what to expect. He reached the pedestal, reaching out with a nervous hand. He touched it, pausing to see what would happen.
He waited, expecting it to activate in some way. It didn't.
He looked at it, disappointment creeping into his thoughts.
