The Jade Harem 1-21

Blackbast helped Hannah down the hall as she stumbled in the drunken daze of powerful sex. She had just finished two full hours with her centaur and been left barely conscious in the stocks. The sex had been amazing as always, with the sheer power of a man who was more of a horse, sending her to levels of pleasure she never dreamed she could go. Jaina helped her out of the stocks, and Blackbast carried her off, taking her to a private garden where Gwen and Breanne sat around a table sipping tea. Zillix was there as well, curled up on a red pillow placed on the table. Jaina sat beside Breanne and asked if Hannah was satisfied yet.

“Did it have to stop?” Hannah groaned as she walked with her legs pressed together. “It was so good.”

“I got that from your screaming,” Jaina said. “And how you begged him to go harder.”

“Are you sure this is a wise idea?” Gwen laughed. “She might become addicted to this.”

“Oh, she's addicted already,” Jaina laughed. “What I want to know is, did she level?”

Blackbast nodded and helped Hannah sit beside Jaina. It was common for Hannah to level every time the centaur worked her over. Today had taken a little longer as Hannah was now over level one hundred. She had reached one hundred and three just before the pounding stopped, but for Hannah, the level was irrelevant. It was the sensation of that massive cock lunging through her body and the shocking waves of pleasure that it forced her to endure. She was drunk on the pleasure in minutes, and two hours later, she was gone to the world.

Jaina noted the state of her and took Hannah into her arms to help hold her steady. She encouraged Hannah to take slow, deep breaths until the sensation passed.

“Just close your eyes and let it fade,” Jaina said as she stroked Hannah’s arm. Webster joined them and hopped onto the bench beside them as Jaina smiled at the furry spider.

“Frank leveled to one hundred and seven last night,” Gwen said as she set her tea down. “He hasn’t picked his level one hundred power yet, and now he's facing another evolution. He is torn on the path he should take.”

“He needs to pick the path that gives him collars,” Jaina insisted.

“He does not like how his collars work,” Blackbast countered. “His slave girls are more of a resource to be consumed in battle. He doesn’t like how he would have to use them.”

“That’s such a shame,” Jaina said with a sour note. “You really should consider letting Hannah get a womb tattoo so he can pick another class that can keep proper slaves.”

“Not if I have anything to say about it,” Blackbast growled. “And I do, so it’s off the table.”

“But why?” Jaina asked as Blackbast took on a sour expression.

“I was never in favor of Rajeen getting one,” Blackbast said after a long pause. “That woman may be able to bestow a blessing, but it always comes with a perverted curse. Rajeen is now required to sleep with any other slave master she meets who desires her, plus she must always have two witnesses in order to enjoy it.”

“That’s hardly a punishment,” Jaina argued. “She has a huge harem of girls to pick from for witnesses.”

“Yes, but have you ever noticed how careful she is about leaving the harem?” Blackbast asked. “Have you not noticed how she stays behind?”

“I assumed she wanted to be with her girls,” Jaina said.

“No, it is the fear of meeting a master she does not care for,” Blackbast replied sternly. “If she does and he demands his due, she must become like a slave to him until he is satisfied with her.”

“I had no idea she was afraid of that happening,” Jaina said, thinking of how strange it was that Rajeen made almost no public appearances. It made perfect sense that there would be many masters who Rajeen didn't approve of. To have to offer herself in service to such a man must be infuriating. But then she did so with Roric without batting an eye, leaving Jaina to wonder why she took the risk.

“She has been treated badly by other masters in the past,” Blackbast said. “They learned of her weakness and took advantage of it.”

“Oh, that’s terrible,” Breanne said with a slight gasp.

“Yes, and this is why I am not going to allow Hannah to get such a thing,” Blackbast said sternly. “So, let the matter drop.”

“Fine,” Jaina said dismissively. “Let’s go back to Frank. What does he want to pick for this evolution?”

“He seems to favor the path that gives him more undead to summon,” Gwen said as she recalled the conversation. “That or the one that gives him raw personal power. He told me he wished he could remember if he had made this choice before.”

“It is a difficult thing to consider,” Blackbast agreed. “I, too, wonder how much I have forgotten. That I could recall what Rajeen was doing in that maze was disturbing to me.”

“It was disturbing to us,” Jaina added. “You looked like you were going to faint.”

“I felt like I was,” Blackbast replied and sat beside Gwen. “But how much more is there to recall? Why is this broken object so important to Hannah?”

“Who cares,” Hannah moaned as she ran a hand up Jaina’s stomach to cup a breast. “Let’s just make love.”

“Oh, she’s in the happy place,” Jaina laughed. “It might be a while before she comes out of it.”

“I don’t want to come out of it,” Hannah pleaded. “Let me stay here.”

“Hmm, maybe I should try this centaur,” Gwen said with a raised brow as she smiled over her tea.

“I hear you have been entertaining an orc who came to find a whore,” Jaina said as she rocked Hannah in her arms.

“Indeed,” Gwen said as her smile widened. “He's a rough one who really knows how to treat a lady.”

“I have sensed this man but not looked into him yet,” Blackbast said. “What is this about a whore?”

Jaina explained what Hannah had told her, that this orc was sent by the first, who told him about Hannah and how she was a whore for orc cock. Blackbast nodded and thanked Gwen for entertaining him while Hannah was occupied. They then returned to the conversation of forgotten memories as Hannah melted in Jaina’s arms, the strain of the sex finally subsiding.

“This broken object seems to be very important,” Blackbast noted. “Not only did the goblins build that machine to try and fix it, but Rajeen was attempting to recover a piece of it.”

“A piece hidden in Kevin’s maze,” Gwen added.

Breanne spoke up as she set her tea aside and pointed out that if Kevin had taken such care to hide and protect a piece, then it must be important. Whatever he broke, it still held some power or significance to Hannah.

“It implies he knows it can be fixed and that Hannah will come looking for it,” Breanne said. “So he’s using it as bait to lure her out.”

“Oh, you’re right,” Jaina gasped. “This could all be a trap.”

“If that is the case, then it also implies that Kevin knew Hannah was going to escape Abbadon and resurrect here,” Gwen added.

“That is very disturbing to consider,” Blackbast said as she looked over Hannah. “The burden she carries is too much for a woman of such love.”

“My daughter is strong and has a stronger husband,” Gwen remarked. “Not to mention her wives.”

“By a husband, you mean Frank. Don't you?” Zillix said as he looked up to blink his tiny black eyes.

“Oh, please, forgive me,” Gwen said with a hand over her heart. “I forget that you and Hannah are married and that you two have grown close. Let me amend that and say she has two strong and dedicated husbands.”

“There was no offense,” Zillix said with a dip of his head. “I know she belongs to Frank.”

“Oh, but I love my little dragon husband,” Hannah cooed as her tail stretched across the table to stroke him. “Let’s go make love.”

“Yep, she's addicted,” Breanne said as the others noted the hungry desire in Hannah’s words.

“Hannah always gives her heart to her lovers,” Jaina said as she rubbed Hannah's shoulder. “She's a good girl.”

“I am a good girl,” Hannah replied and closed her eyes to smile.

Jaina thought of Zillix and joked that Hannah had another husband for Gwen to bed. Gwen gave her a disapproving glare and said she didn't have the time for such things and that her mind was preoccupied as it was.

“Preoccupied with what?” Jaina pressed as the Queen looked trapped. Jaina realized her mistake instantly and apologized for pressing, drawing odd looks from Breanne and Blackbast.

“How were you pressing?” Breanne asked as she looked between Jaina and Gwen. “Are you two keeping a secret?”

“It’s nothing,” Jaina insisted as Blackbast’s eyes narrowed on her. She tried to play it off as some innocent temple nonsense, but the sex-drunk Hannah spilled the truth.

“We kissed,” Hannah said in her daze. “And I liked it.”

Gwen rolled her eyes as Blackbast’s gaze fell on her with fire.

“I forbid that to happen!” Blackbast growled as her tail began to lash. “I told you two there was to be no playing.”

“It was just a kiss,” Gwen said defensively and put her tea down.

“I don't see why you are angry about it,” Jaina said. “They are both sleeping with Frank. Sooner or later, they are going to be in his arms at the same time, and things will happen.”

“No, they will not,” Blackbast said. “I do not like the idea of a mother and her daughter sharing such love.”

“Breanne did it,” Hannah said as she looked up. “She used to sleep with her daughter and her boyfriend.”

All eyes turned to Breanne, who tipped her face into her hands, unable to look them in the eyes. Blackbast asked if this was true, and Breanne admitted it had happened a few times.

“I am so in love with you,” Jaina said, beaming with a smile. “I can’t wait to tell Evalynn.”

“Have you absolutely no boundaries?” Blackbast asked as she turned her angry stare on Jaina.

“Who are you to ask such a question?” Jaina scoffed. “You are duty-bound to sleep with anything that walks through your temple door. Are you really going to say that a mother and daughter occasionally playing is too far?”

Blackbast huffed and explained that there were boundaries and that she could refuse a man if she saw fit to. There were limits to serving, even in her temple, but that was beside the point.

“I don’t understand what the problem is?” Zillix said as he listened in. “So what if they kissed?”

“It’s what will come afterward that bothers me,” Blackbast explained.

“So what?” Jaina asked. “Frank sleeps with them both, and they are both sex slaves. Who does it hurt if they play a little? I bet seeing Hannah and Gwen make love will turn Frank on like nothing ever has.”

“My point,” Blackbast said in a voice loud enough to stress that she hated being interrupted. “Is that I do not wish them to damage the relationship they have. I am fully aware that they cherish the roles of mother and daughter, hence why she has taken the name Hannah. It would be a tragedy for that relationship to be tarnished because they took their relationship in a direction they could not come back from.”

“Hmm, you have a good point,” Jaina agreed, considering the very unique and special relationship Hannah had with Gwen. Gwen had come to New Eden after the terrible pain of losing a child when it was just a baby. That child was briefly named Hannah, and Gwen fled to New Eden to escape the pain. Once here, she imagined what her daughter would have been like, and then along came a mysterious woman. Heather was so much like what Gwen had imagined, and she went out of her way to help Gwen when no one else would. For that, Gwen rewarded her by officially making her a daughter and, thereby, a princess, before giving her one final gift: the name Hannah.

“I would hate to see that damaged as well,” Jaina admitted.

“I am only looking out for their wellbeing,” Blackbast said. “I never want them to look at one another and feel they ruined that relationship.”

“I hadn’t considered the repercussions,” Gwen agreed as she fidgeted nervously. “I made a terrible mistake.”

“It was only a kiss,” Hannah said as she lifted her head to yawn. “And we needed to do it.”

“Why?” Blackbast asked.

Hannah thanked Jaina for holding her up but was ready to sit on her own. She straightened up and looked Blackbast in the eyes before explaining the purpose of the kiss. She and Gwen realized that being frequent partners of Frank meant that they would be in bed together. They decided they needed to know for sure how they felt about it. So they decided to share one kiss and then take some time to think about how they felt about it.

“A very reasonable approach,” Breanne said.

“How did you and your daughter do it?” Jaina asked.

“I caught them in bed and told her she was going to be grounded for a year if she didn’t invite me in,” Breanne replied with a wicked smile.

“And I thought Jaina was bad,” Blackbast grumbled.

“Did you and your daughter do anything?” Hannah asked.

“A little petting and kissing,” Breanne admitted. “But never full-blown sex, and never without him. I could never have gone to my daughter alone for an intimate encounter. We made love to him and did a little touching and teasing while we did.”

“I suppose that’s harmless,” Jaina agreed.

“And how did she feel about it?” Hannah asked. “Did it ever change you two?”

Breanne said her daughter had loved it and started bringing him home regularly so they could make love. He even began spending the night with the two of them. Breanne recounted a story of falling asleep after a long night of sex with her beautiful daughter in her arms. It was a moment of great connection to be so close to her.

“I would say it made our relationship stronger,” Breanne surmised. “But we had a fairly strong relationship to begin with.”

“See, they could do that,” Jaina suggested.

Blackbast tapped her nails on the table as she considered Breanne’s story. Jaina wasn’t entirely convinced the woman had even listened, but then she spoke.

“I took such a strong stance on the matter because of the beauty of their relationship,” Blackbast said. “I also walked in on them fighting over the fact that they both served in the temple. They were upset with one another over the potential that a guest might ask them to make love to each other.”

“I was taken by surprise to find my mother serving as a temple whore,” Hannah explained. “But I understand it now, and it doesn't bother me. I like having her around to talk to and share my feelings with.”

“My daughter and I used to lay together and talk about our feelings for hours afterward,” Breanne added. “It brought us so close.”

“I don’t know,” Blackbast balked.

“Oh, come on,” Jaina pressed. “They are both sex slaves and temple whores. Sooner or later, they are going to have to make love.”

“No, I don’t want to press the matter,” Gwen insisted. “We have enough to worry about without this conflict.”

“I agree,” Blackbast said to put the matter to rest.

“Alright, I will let the matter go if you two can answer me one question,” Jaina said.

“What question?” Blackbast asked.

“Has Gwen slept with Quinny, Umtha, or Breanne?” Jaina asked.

Gwen and Blackbast exchanged a funny glance that caused Jaina to gloat at her victory. Hannah noted the odd exchange and asked who she had slept with.

“All three of them,” Blackbast admitted. “And me, of course.”

“You slept with all my wives?” Hannah gasped. “Quinny is officially your daughter, too.”

“I slept with her several times before she became my daughter,” Gwen said defensively. “It seemed silly to stop just because I elevated her to a princess.”

“But I never see that happen,” Hannah protested as she looked at Blackbast. “You knew?”

“Of course I did,” Blackbast replied. “I spend nearly every night in Frank's arms, and of course, I am often with Gwen as she is a temple whore. It would be rude to make love to Frank and not include the others.”

“So let me get this straight,” Hannah said as she leaned over to glare at them. “You have all been having sex behind my back and then behaving when I am around?”

“It wasn’t behind your back,” Gwen insisted. “You just happened to be busy with other things when it happened, and it doesn't happen very often.”

“But I have been there several times when you, Frank, and my girls have been in bed together,” Hannah argued. “I don't recall any special mother-daughter action going on.”

“What are you trying to say?” Blackbast asked.

“I feel insulted,” Hannah replied. “You’re all having sex except when I am around. It’s like I am the black sheep of the family.”

“Poor Hannah, left out in the cold,” Jaina agreed.

“You don’t need to add any fuel to this fire,” Blackbast scolded as Jaina hid a laugh.

“I am not adding any fuel; I am simply pointing out that this little game isn't going to last,” Jaina argued. “You can't all be making love to Gwen while insisting Hannah sit to the side and not participate.”

“That sounds cruel,” Zillix agreed, and Webster chirped the same.

“Even my spider thinks it's wrong,” Hannah said as she glared at her mother.

“How did I let this happen?” Gwen sighed as she put her head down. “It's the curse of being a woman, I suppose. We let our fantasies run wild until we can't help ourselves.”

“Sexual fantasies are a woman’s right,” Jaina insisted as she reached across the table to pat Gwen’s hand. “But I have to admit that Blackbast’s argument had merit. The relationship you share as mother and daughter is special. Both of you should consider how it might change if you go any further.”

“I can’t imagine it won’t go further unless one of them backs out of the relationship with Frank,” Breanne said.

“Let’s not be too hasty,” Blackbast encouraged. “I am sure we can find a way to make this work that doesn’t require Hannah and Gwen to make love.”

“Frank would love to see that, though,” Jaina teased.

“I know he would,” Breanne agreed.

“Why do you keep playing both sides of this argument?” Blackbast shot at Jaina, who sat back and smiled.

Jaina went to make a joke but realized the situation had become serious. She took a calm stance and explained that she meant no harm. She admitted to being a shameless slut, and that she loved to watch other people take those little steps into decadence. If she could help them, all the better, but she often went too far. In this matter, she was playing both sides because both sides had merit. On the one hand, Frank would love to see them together, and it seemed like this outcome was inevitable.

On the other hand, Blackbast was right; their relationship was extremely special. This course of action could tarnish or even break that relationship. All Jaina was pushing for was for all sides to admit that, on the current course, it was going to happen. She, for one, was in favor of it, provided they grew stronger from it, not fell apart.

“So you are in favor of it, provided nobody gets hurt,” Blackbast clarified.

“I am always in favor of a woman exploring her fantasies, provided she and any partners she takes do not get hurt,” Jaina answered.

“Can we please change the subject?” Gwen asked as she looked distressed.

“In my culture, women often formed groups of what we called bonded mates. Any male who wanted to make one his mate had to take all the members of the group,” Zillix explained.

“Hmm, and how did you manage to catch all these women?” Hannah asked as she recalled the elaborate hunt that had taken place.

“One at a time,” he admitted as Gwen sniffed.

All eyes turned to the Queen to see her shedding tears, and Hannah got up to rush to her side. Jaina felt terrible when Hannah asked what was wrong, and Gwen said she felt terrible about allowing this to happen. She didn't want anything to damage the relationship she had with Hannah and didn't want to go any further. She was also going to tell Frank that they should go back to being family and not continue their fling.

“But I don’t want you to do that,” Hannah insisted as she cradled Gwen’s head. “I don’t care if you sleep with him and not me. I only said I was insulted to be funny.”

“But Jaina is right,” Gwen cried. “If we keep on this way, it’s going to happen. You and I get swept away in the moment and then do things that we wouldn't have otherwise. This whole conversation is happening because you were so drunk with sex that you admitted we kissed.”

“Alright, good point,” Hannah admitted and sat beside Gwen. “But we have Blackbast to keep us straight. I am also sure that if we explain all this to Frank, he will never ask us to do anything together.”

“The girls and I will be careful not to encourage it,” Breanne added. “And if Gwen is present, we will show Hannah extra attention.”

“I admire how committed you all are to being a family,” Jaian said with a soft smile. “It’s endearing.”

“Isn’t the Jade Harem a family?” Zillix asked as he looked about at their faces.

Jaina admitted that it functioned in many ways like a family, but what Frank had with his girls was stronger. They were deeply committed to seeing their relationship as a family made up of husband and wives.

“And I should never have dabbled in it,” Gwen admitted.

“Let's be fair about that,” Blackbast said with a firm look at Gwen. “Frank dabbled in it, not you. I am fully aware of the magical boat ride he used to lure you and Rajeen into his way of thinking. He seduced you and brought you into this life. As you say, you get swept away in the moment, and in that moment, Frank pounced. So, do not blame yourself for joining this relationship. It is what Frank wanted, and he is very happy you are a part of it.”

“So am I,” Hannah said with a smile. “I complain about it a lot, but I would rather have you in it than not.”

“You are sure?” Gwen asked as their eyes met.

“I am positive,” Hannah replied as she leaned in and took Gwen by surprise with another kiss.

“Hannah,” Blackbast called, drawing Hannah from the kiss.

“What?” Hannah said with a devilish smile. “I am a sex devil. It's my purpose to seduce people and lead them into hedonism.”

“Finally, she understands her role,” Jaina laughed.

Blackbast didn’t look amused and ordered Hannah to go see about her orc visitor. Hannah got up and strolled away, saying she would ensure he was happy.

“She really has embraced this,” Jaina said once Hannah was gone.

“Yes, she is embracing it too much,” Blackbast replied, looking at Gwen. “Are you alright?”

“She used the tongue,” Gwen said in shock. “That kiss felt like an invitation.”

“I blame you for this,” Blackbast said as she turned to Jaina.

“You need to blame Frank,” Jaina replied. “It was his idea for Roric to train Hannah to be just like me. And if you want to know, I would have no qualms about jumping into bed with my hot elf mother, especially if Roric wanted to watch.”

Jaina was pleased to see the reaction on their faces as Blackbast finally admitted defeat. She turned to Gwen and said it was up to her. If she wanted to risk this step with her daughter, she wouldn't stand in the way.

Gwen looked lost and excused herself from the discussion. She wanted some time to think about it and not feel pressured to make a decision. Blackbast said she was making a good decision to take some time and wished her well. Then waited until the Queen was gone to sigh and say she hoped this hadn’t harmed her.

“I am sure Gwen will be fine,” Breanne said. “But you should be the one to talk to Frank about her concerns. He needs to know.”

“I will speak to him about it tonight,” Blackbast agreed.

“Speaking of standing in the way, why is Hannah, not Roric's yet?” Jaina asked. “I was told she was being handed over a week ago.”

“I wondered about that,” Breanne added as she took up her tea. “None of us wanted to mention it, especially with all that's been going on.”

“That was put on hold because of recent events,” Blackbast admitted as she looked into her tea. “You may not realize it, but the shocking appearance of that woman and her warning about the desert wind has Rajeen and I spooked.”

“That was another thing none of us wanted to ask about,” Breanne said. “Rajeen, in particular, seemed shaken by that woman's appearance.”

“She was, and for good reason, but it is not my place to say why,” Blackbast replied. “Suffice to say we thought that such a transition would be tarnished if done under such circumstances. We thought to do it on the road but discovered Lord Dugal’s lands in ruins.”

“I see what you are saying,” Jaina nodded. “Never a good time to do it right.”

“It seems that way,” Blackbast admitted but smiled slightly. “However, I think the time may finally be right. That kiss between her and Gwen was a good sign that Hannah may be ready for more.”

“Honestly, she was given to Roric and Chandice as a wedding present,” Breanne remarked. “The girl is perfectly comfortable in their care.”

“I agree,” Blackbast said as she sat back. “I will speak with Frank later today and see if we can't get this done. Hopefully, in the next day or two, Hannah can finally be sold to Roric, and some serious training will begin.

Jaina sincerely hoped that would be true and crossed her fingers for a good outcome. Soon, Hannah would be kneeling before Roric and learning what it truly meant to surrender herself to a master.