Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

"I can't believe this!" she whined and I couldn't help but note that her voice was adorably high-pitched. "My mother-in-law betrayed me!"

"What horrible mother would take the side of their daughter-in-law over their son's?"

"Grr…" She growled her dissatisfaction, but any such sound soon transformed into cute yelps as both of my hands found themselves stroking her feet.

I moved to trace slow, teasing circles along the soft, flawless soles of her feet. The sharp sounds that escaped her lips and the way her back arched told me everything I needed to know - she was far more sensitive than even I had anticipated.

Naturally, I had no plans to stop. My thumbs pressed into her delicate spots, kneading with just the right amount of firmness to send shocks of sensation coursing through her body.

Her toes curled instinctively, and a shaky gasp escaped her lips as I let my fingers glide down to her heel before returning upward, lingering on the ball of her foot.

"Q-Quinlan!" she squeaked my name, eliciting a smirk from me.

"What's wrong?"

"Tell me!!! How many cheap sluts did you practice your techniques upon?!"

"You're the first woman whose feet I touched in my entire life."

"N-n-n-no way!"

"Yes way."

Her response to my declaration was grabbing onto a pillow and bringing it to her mouth to let a frustrated whimper out as I brought my lips down to the arch of her foot, letting my breath tickle her skin.

She gasped loudly and even the pillow didn't help silence her strong reactions. Even if it did, the trembling of her entire body would tell me all I needed to know.

I kissed the delicate curve softly, savoring the silky texture beneath my lips, and let my tongue trail a light path along the edge of her sole. Her legs jolted as if she'd been struck by lightning.

"N-No fair!" she raised her head from the pillow and cried out. "That's… t-that's not playing fair!"

I chuckled against her skin, "Seraphiel, there's no fair play in war."

I followed up my statement by dragging my fingers upward, brushing against the sensitive pads of her toes, watching her try and fail to keep her composure. Her pillow quickly found itself in front of her mouth once again as she did her best to hold back a moan from ringing across the luxurious room.

Her attempt was a resounding failure.

Then, I pressed my thumbs into the tender spot below her toes, eliciting the mightiest moan to escape from her lips - thus far, of course. The night was still young, oh so young.

Her long, pointy ears twitched furiously, serving as a telltale sign of her strong arousal.

I couldn't help but grin as her breathless, incoherent mumbling muffled by the pillow filled the room, and it didn't take me more than a single minute from start to finish to see her come apart by the seams as she moaned one last time before the first orgasm of the night was achieved, evidenced by the furious twitching of her sensual hips and the long, euphoric cry that accompanied it.

I grabbed onto the hourglass and dangled it in front of her eyes and teasingly said; "There are so few grains of sand in the bottom that I could even count them within a few seconds." I finished my victory parade by firmly slapping her plump butt for good measure, eliciting a shout from her lips that was a mix of fury and disbelief at her swift loss, but I also heard a good deal of joy and sheer happiness in there as well.

"Haaa… Haaa…" Her chest heaved up and down wildly as Seraphiel did her best to collect herself. It seemed to be a difficult task.

"What's the score? I want to hear it from your lips."

"Bastard…" She cursed before taking a long breath and mumbling in the lowest tone possible, "Two to one…"

My smile curled upward to form a victorious grin before I slapped her behind for a second time - just for good measure.

Despite her swift loss, it didn't take Sera long to collect herself. She took a deep breath and then rose from the bed before turning around to face me, visibly ready to exact vengeance. With her pointer finger, she aimed at my forehead and pushed, wordlessly telling me to sit down.

I listened, letting her take my pants off, which was followed by my undergarments. However, she wasn't quite ready to welcome the monster awaiting the chance to greet her at long last.

*Slap!*

For the first time this night, it wasn't my palm that slapped her butt, but my throbbing cock - and not her butt but her cheeks.

"Kya!!" She yelped once again as she was brought out of her element. "What the hell is this?!"

"Seraphiel, meet Quinlan Junior. Quinlan Junior, meet Seraphiel." I introduced the two to each other. They would become very intimate friends, so I thought it to be the proper thing to do.

"You're oh-so-funny!" Seraphiel scoffed while conducting a serious staredown with my shaft. "I refuse to believe that even the petite Ayame can take this thing inside her!"

I chuckled while amusedly shaking my head. "Now that you're an official member of my harem, you'll get to see her epic battle with my cock during our next duel in the sheets. It's a truly peculiar sight, sometimes I could swear that I see a firm bulge in her belly."

"Okay, I didn't need to know that…" Seraphiel grumbled under her breath before taking the first tentative step of getting to know Quinlan Junior better by reaching her dainty fingers out and curiously poking my cock multiple times, checking for our reaction with interested eyes. She even cutely blinked up at me as she observed if any changes occured in my features.

"Your ten minutes have started. Do your utmost to score a point, my beloved Seraphiel." I decreed while flipping the hourglass.

"Ah!" She gasped as she eyed the rapidly falling sand grains and reached toward my shaft with both of her palms, enveloping me in her warmth - after which, her amateurish, panicked pumping began.

"How close are you?" She asked with a smug grin that told me she thought I was already on the brink.

"How close? I didn't even begin to feel anything besides soreness. Do you take me for a cow to be milked? I want to enjoy your tender caring, woman, not your furious pumping as if your life depended on making me release as soon as possible."

"Oh…" She gasped and immediately slowed her motions as understanding dawned on her. The next minute was spent with her exploring the touch of the male member for the first time, and honestly, it felt very good. However, I wanted to pay her back for the earlier disrespect she showed by challenging me to a duel in the sheets.

I yawned theatrically; "Haaah… I'm about to fall asleep. You know what, there's something I'd been meaning to do. I promised her, after all."

Seraphiel's unsaid question was answered when I brought a specific artifact out of my pocked dimension and imbued my mana into a little crystal.

It didn't take long for the communication line to be established.

A high-pitched, girly voice came from the device.

"Hello, Princess Felicity Valorian speaking."