Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 51

Hannah moaned as the woman between her legs sucked at her clit. She arched her back, teetering on the brink of an orgasm as the woman labored for her master. To her right, a second girl lay beside her, stroking her stomach as she smiled. It was the first day of the temple opening, and Hannah had made love to over seven women. She was in a state of constant bliss as girls came alone or in pairs to crawl into her bed. It hadn't escaped her notice that they had all been harem girls or lone women instead of men. Despite Frank's desire to put Blackbast's temple to use, they were still restricting Hannah and her wives to the harem girls or women looking for a lesbian encounter.

She supposed it was for the best, as they were more than enough experience to gain her levels. She also found her fondness for women slowly growing as she overcame her initial fears. She now had four wives that she loved with all her heart and, of course, several girlfriends that she was fond of. It was a drastic change from her vanilla way of life but one she relished.

Hannah moaned and reached down to stroke the woman's head. She finally went over the edge and came for her lover. She rolled as her stomach was stroked, and the woman to her side urged her to enjoy it.

Hannah found it impossible not to enjoy as her body trembled from the power. She looked at the lovely beauty to her right and wondered if the other girls were having as much fun. Eleven girls had responded to the quest to wear the collar and help with the flow, but Blackbast only had three to spare. Hannah spent a few more points to add to her total and between them. One was given to Idris, whom Hannah enjoyed turning into a succubus and setting loose on the temple. That left six collars to share around, meaning there were not enough to cover all the girls. Blackbast broke them into shifts, with half in the collar for the morning, while the others did general chores and mingled with the guests. Then, they would switch places for the evening, giving all the girls a taste of the collar's power.

Of course, plenty of other girls came through looking for something more to their taste. Frank and Zillix had been busy all morning, satisfying women and leaving them panting. The women were then given a lovely hot bath as harem girls who were not there for sex took care of their every need. They finished with a hot oil massage with two girls rubbing every woman until she was so relaxed she never wanted to leave.

The men who came to the temple were so sweet. They were polite, grateful, and often nervous. Many brought gifts of flowers, chocolates, and little trinkets, seeking some way to express their gratitude. They made the girls feel appreciated, and in return, they showed more affection.

Rajeen agreed to allow a few harem girls to work in the temple to care for the girls and do general tasks. They would not provide sex, comfort, or even a kiss. But they could chat up the guests, making them feel comfortable and bringing refreshments. They were allowed to massage the women after they had been with Frank or Zillix, helping to create an almost spa-like atmosphere.

Hannah leaned back as the woman came away, a blush on her cheeks. She looked timid and shy, unsure if she had done well. Hannah bid her to crawl up and lay in her arms so she could stroke the woman gently.

“Thank you,” Hannah whispered when the woman was settled. “You made that wonderful.”

“I wasn’t sure I was doing it right,” the woman replied. “I haven’t been with many women.”

“You looked like you knew what you were doing to me,” the other woman chimed in.

“If you haven’t done this so much, why did you come to me?” Hannah asked. “There are men available.”

“I don’t feel as safe with a man,” the woman said. “I mean, I like men, but I need to get to know them first.”

“But you're fine with jumping into bed with a woman?” Hannah asked.

“Not just any woman,” she said and looked up with trembling eyes. “You're Princess Hannah, the beautiful succubus woman who treats her people like she loves them. I have heard all your speeches, and sometimes, I sit out on my roof to hear you sing at night. I love falling asleep to your voice and waking up to hear the morning call.”

“I hope you don’t fall asleep while up on the roof,” Hannah remarked as she envisioned the woman falling two stories into an alley.

“No, I'm always in bed,” the woman replied with a smile. But I heard your speech about your past and what that woman Moon did to you. It was so brave of you to face being a necromancer, and what your husband did to save you was the stuff of epic poems. You shared so much that I feel I know you, the real you, and it made it easier.”

Hannah couldn't believe she had touched somebody so deeply. She smiled at the woman and pulled her tight, humming a song to soothe her.

“Your voice is so pretty,” the woman sighed.

“Shh,” Hannah said. “You are in the arms of your princess. Now close your eyes and be loved.”

The woman's eyes wet with tears as Hannah sang her a personal lullaby. She handed her over to the other and went for her clothes, helping them dress as the woman blushed and smiled.

“You are as sweet as people say you are,” the other woman said. “Who would ever imagine a devil was so loving?”

“It’s just a class I enjoy playing,” Hannah replied as she helped tighten the laces on the woman’s dress. “I prefer to think of it as a love devil instead of a sex devil.”

“It suits you,” the woman nodded.

“I can’t believe my time is over,” the bashful woman said. “I will miss you.”

“Then come back,” Hannah said with a smile, sweeping the woman into her arms. She gasped as Hannah held her close and carried her to the door. She cradled the woman as they went down the hall, her head resting like a sleeping child on her shoulder. Hannah had no idea she was moving people to such emotion with her efforts. She was just trying to embrace her class and enjoy what she was; it wasn't supposed to bring women to tears. Still, she was happy for the woman in her arms, and when they arrived in the outer hall, she set the woman on her feet.

“I wish there was something I could do for you before I go,” the woman said as she stood before the archway.

“You did something for me already,” Hannah assured her. “You made love to me and helped me earn experience.”

“You earn experience from this?” the woman gasped.

“Sex devil, remember?” Hannah laughed. “It’s how this class feeds and earns experience. Though I can do it the traditional way if I want to.”

“But is there anything special I can do before I go?” the woman asked.

“Hmm, Something special,” Hannah mused as she considered her options. What could she let this woman do that would leave a lasting impression? She considered it for a moment, and then an idea came to mind.

“Well, there is something you could do,” Hannah said and leaned in to whisper in her ear. The woman's eyes widened, but she nodded and assured Hannah she wanted to do it. Hannah smiled and bared her fangs, biting her neck like a vampire. The woman tensed as Hannah drew just a little blood and drained a tiny amount of health.

“There, now you have truly fed me in every way,” Hannah said before handing her off to the other woman. “She's going to be wobbly for a bit. Please help her to a chair in the lounge.”

“I will take care of her,” the woman assured her, and together, they went through the archway. Hannah watched them go with a smile and then looked down at her lips.

“Please tell me there’s no blood on my lips,” she grumbled and wiped her mouth. “Why does it feel so good to do that?”

“That was very tender,” Blackbast said as she came up behind Hannah and embraced her. You are a natural at this.”

“I am out of my mind,” Hannah replied. “I don't know what has come over me. I am making love to strange women and biting them for a drink. I can taste blood in my mouth. What is wrong with me?”

“You are embracing your class,” Blackbast replied. “I have explained this all before. Every class with such requirements helps you feel more comfortable with them.”

“Is the collar making me feel more comfortable serving here?” Hannah asked.

“Of course it is,” she replied. “It wouldn’t be very useful to me if it didn’t.”

“Oh, great,” she groaned and turned to face the cat woman. “I blame you for this.”

“Blame me all you want,” Blackbast replied as she used a claw to scratch her chin playfully. “But I have never been happier. My temple is alive and full of girls who are a joy to care for.”

“That’s what it’s really about for you and Rajeen, isn’t it?” Hannah asked. “It isn’t serving in the temple that you want. It's the girls you get to love and care for that matter. You and Rajeen find caring for other women very rewarding.”

“And now you understand,” Blackbast nodded. “Yes, sex is fun, but having girls to share this experience with and care for with all my heart is what makes this life a dream.”

“All that time, you were alone,” Hannah said. There were no girls, hardly any guests, and you were separated from Rajeen.”

“It was difficult,” Blackbast agreed. “But don't forget I was on a mission. I was there to find the people of our once-great empire. I was sure some would return to see if anything remained.”

“And nobody ever did?” Hannah asked.

“Not a soul,” Blackbast replied. But then you came along, and I had been there long enough. It was time for me to move on, and you needed me more.”

“Well, I am glad we met,” Hannah said as the two hugged. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Blackbast said as she squeezed tight. “You are the light of my life and make all those long years alone worth it.”

“I'm glad,” Hannah said and leaned back. So, who is my next lover?”

“I am not sure,” Blackbast said as she leaned through the archway to the lounge. Four harem girls in armor stood beside the door, only allowing the next person in line to enter when a guest left. The line was divided into two, one for people seeking encounters with a woman and one for those seeking men. Hannah wanted to laugh to see that the line of women waiting for a chance at Frank was longer.

Blackbast requested the next guest, and the harem girls sent one through. Hannah was shocked to see a dark-haired beauty come in. Her near-white skin rivaled the moon for paleness. Her eyes were full of fire and life, and she smiled with ruby-red lips that reminded Hannah of blood.

“I swear my life works in patterns,” Hannah groaned. “I bite a woman and drink a little blood, and my next partner is a vampire?”

“Your life does seem rather predictable,” Blackbast agreed.

“Oh, I got exactly who I wanted,” the woman said as she smiled at Hannah.

Hannah folded her arms and cocked her head as she took in the vampire woman, Lydia. She wore a lovely black slip of a dress with red ruffles around the skirt and her ample chest. She was adorned in red stones set in silver and gold, her long black hair woven into a long tail with pins of silver and red every few inches.

“I’m not working after sunset anymore,” Hannah whispered to Blackbast.

“You be nice,” Blackbast cautioned. “She has come here as a guest. It is your duty to serve.”

Hannah smirked and turned to face the vampire woman. She realized it wasn't her place to choose who her partners were, only to offer them comfort and rest.

“What are you doing here?” Hannah asked.

“Hmm, I saw that loving bite you gave your last victim. After that, I expected a greeting full of hunger and kisses,” Lydia replied. “I am rather disappointed.”

Hannah sighed and went to her, wrapping her arms around the woman before planting a firm kiss. She felt Lydia’s strong hands press to her back as the two embraced in love for the first time.

“Was that better?” Hannah asked when they parted.

“Much better,” Lydia said with a smile. “Shame on you for not inviting me to your little party.”

“Dare I ask how you knew this event was happening?” Hannah questioned.

“I came to town after hearing a rumor that the harem had been attacked. I had to wait until dark, of course, and naturally, I came to the Jade Temple,” Lydia replied. “Imagine my surprise when I heard a special party was going on, and princesses were on the menu.”

“We are exclusively for the harem girls and a few women of note,” Hannah replied.

“How wonderful that I am a woman of note,” Lydia said with a wicked smile.

“I am so going to regret my life choices,” Hannah groaned as she put her face in a hand.

“Oh, don't be like that,” Lydia frowned. “I knew I was taking a risk coming here. Honestly, I just wanted to talk to you and find out if there was any way I could help. After all, I am a noble in your mother's court and will not fail to respond. So, if you just want to talk and not, you know, do anything. I will understand. Or if you are too busy, I will just go.”

“That’s very noble of you,” Hannah replied as she looked into the woman’s eyes. She saw sincerity and hope as the vampire smiled. Hannah saw no reason why she couldn't offer Lydia a little comfort and raised a hand to her. “Would you like to come to a room where we can be alone?”

“I would love to,” Lydia said. “But only if you want to.”

“Well, come with me,” Hannah said as she took the woman’s hand. “Blackbast, is the dark garden in use?”

“No, it is not,” Blackbast replied. “I will ensure you two are not disturbed.”

“Dark garden?” Lydia asked.

“You will understand,” Hannah replied and pulled her along. She looked to the left to see Breanne, naked and glowing as she sat in a man's lap, her gentle motions betraying what she was doing. To her right, several women laughed while one moaned in a near-constant wail. She was pressed against the wall of a heated pool as Frank gave her an experience she would never forget. Hannah noted she wore a spare collar, ensuring she felt the full power of being a sex slave.

“Well, this is an interesting turn of events,” Lydia laughed as she looked around. What made you decide to do something like this?”

“Practicality,” Hannah replied. “Blackbast is tied to this temple, and it kept her from us. We also need to level, and as succubi and her slave girls, we earn double experience by having sex. So Frank decided we would spend time here with Blackbast, fulfilling her dream and earning experience hand over fist.

“It’s really that fast?” Lydia asked as they turned to go down the central hall.

“It's disgustingly fast,” Hannah replied. “I even earn a little portion of all the experience girls in my collar get. Just standing here talking to you, my levels are going up.”

“Well, I picked the wrong class,” Lydia laughed. “I suppose I could have taken the vampire slave master, but I didn't want the responsibility of managing thralls.”

“It is a responsibility,” Hannah agreed as they arrived at a marble arch beyond, which was a dark stair that descended into the ground. “This way.”

“I am fine with a bedroom,” Lydia commented. “Just because I am a vampire doesn’t mean we need to use a crypt.”

“Ha, this isn’t a crypt,” Hannah replied as they descended fifty steps and entered a magical space.

“Oh, my!” Lydia gasped as her eyes took in the sight. Before her was a cave but it was far more than that. A pool of dark water gently rippled before her while rocky slopes climbed each side. Mushrooms as tall as a house stood beside the water with glowing caps and long fiber-like tendrils studded with white lights. Florescent mosses and fungi grew across every wall and ceiling, creating an illusion of a night sky as purples, blues, golds, and greens blended in a display of wondrous color. A cascade of bright blue water glowed with magical light as it poured from a central point in the ceiling, falling to the pool with a gentle splashing. The water’s surface reflected everything as it rippled from the falls and filled the air with shifting color.

Hannah let her hand go and waded into the water that only reached her hips. She walked backward into the misty falls, allowing it to soak her hair as she smiled at Lydia.

“Are you coming, my love?” Hannah asked. She smiled as Lydia was struck by the profound display, returning the smile with a hungry one of her own. She waited as Lydia undressed, exposing a body of dark beauty, before she slipped into the water to join Hannah.

“This is amazing,” Lydia said. “Whose idea was this place?”

“Franks,” Hannah said as she took the vampire woman into her arms. “He said he wanted to capture a little of the magic of Gisley as she danced over her pond.”

“I have never seen her do that,” Lydia admitted.

“Then you have not yet seen one of the most beautiful things in the whole kingdom,” Hannah replied.

“I like this, you,” Lydia said with a smile. “This sexy, sultry woman who is full of passion. Where was she hiding when she came to my castle?”

“I was under a lot of stress back then,” Hannah said as she pulled the woman closer, her long tail caressing Lydia’s back. She wasn't sure she was happy about this, but Blackbast was right. Lydia was a guest, and it was Hannah's duty to offer the woman comfort. She let go and focused on the task, her hands clutching at the woman to encourage more foreplay.

“Well, you seemed to have warmed up to this,” Lydia replied, wrapping her arms around Hannah. I might get my bite after all.”

“You want me to bite you?” Hannah asked with a wicked smile.

“I want that and a whole lot more,” Lydia replied as the two looked into each other's eyes. “But I really did want to know what happened with the harem. Hannah took a few minutes to explain the events as Lydia nodded and didn't react. She finally sighed and asked what was being done about it, and Hannah replied that the rogues were tracking leads down. Hands wandered during the entire conversation, and when it was over, they resumed their hungry looks.

“You are perfectly alright with this?” Lydia pressed as her hands came over Hannah’s breasts.

“I am a servant of the temple,” Hannah replied as she grabbed at Lydia's rear, pulling her closer. “I am here to offer you comfort.” She said it as calmly as she could manage, but in truth, there were butterflies in her stomach. Lydia was a woman she had once considered an enemy and was still unsure about their relationship. Still, it wasn't Hannah's place to decide who got comfort and who didn't. Lydia had come to the temple and asked for Hannah's attention. That was all she needed to know.

“You are prepared to go all the way?” Lydia asked and was rewarded with a kiss as Hannah pulled her so close their bodies pressed together. The two kissed and pawed under the misting cascade of magically blue water. Their hair was soaked as the warm blue mist poured down. Hannah used her succubus powers to ignite the passions of Lydia, but found it wasn’t necessary. The vampire woman went right for the kill, fingers slipping between Hannah’s legs to rub at her flower. Hannah began to moan as the woman pressed her attack, her hand cupping Hannah’s pussy as two fingers reached in.

Hannah returned the favor, reaching down and exploring the woman's tender folds. Lydia gasped as Hannah found the mark, her skillful fingers sending fire racing through her body. With eyes closed and foreheads pressed together, the two masturbated each other, singing in unison their song of love.

“Oh, Hannah,” Lydia panted. “I am going to make you cum first.”

“Sweet, Lydia,” Hannah purred. “You never had a chance. I have an advantage you haven’t imagined.”

“What are you…” Lydia began, then threw her head back and let out a long, deep groan as Hannah's tail was shoved into her body. Hannah folded up the broad fins and buried her tail into Lydia's pussy, then unfurled her tail, locking it in place. Lydia felt that tail's heat and tension as it began to work through her body.

“Oh, my god!” Lydia cried as Hannah drove her on while rubbing her clit with a succubus’s caress. Lydia began to shake as Hannah held her tight, the water still pouring over their heads. She let out three muffled cries, then fell on Hannah, her body heaving as she had her first orgasm. Hannah shared it, the two women singing for joy in a moment of bonding.

Hands and tongues exploded into action, wandering bodies and mouths as the two made love in the water. Lydia was Hannah's to devour, and she used her considerable power to send the vampire woman into a daze of sexual energy. She found herself enjoying this, the hunger for the vampire woman's body making her crazy. Deep inside, a primal hunger stirred, and before Hannah knew it, they were coming again, Lydia groaning out as the orgasm was forced on her. Hannah shared every delicious moment, her Lilim class feeding on the sexual tension. Every twist and shake of Lydia's body made her more hungry to devour her, and that led Hannah to carry her to the edge of the pool. Lydia was laid over the side, her knees in the pool but her waist above the water's surface. Hannah spread her legs wide and yanked her tail free, causing the woman to arch her back as she cried out.

Before Lydia could say a word, Hannah's tongue was in her body, lapping up every sticky drop of her honey. She devoured Lydia, driving her to another orgasm that Hannah shared. She pressed on and on, forcing her to several more before finally pulling away to climb over Lydia. She leaned between the woman's spread legs as her tail came up and pushed between her legs. Lydia moaned as her body was invaded again and gently made love to as Hannah began to rock slowly.

“I didn’t realize you were so good,” Lydia moaned as Hannah intentionally kept the pace slow, giving her time to recover.”

“I have been getting a lot of practice,” Hannah replied as she held her tight. “My life has been a little wild lately.”

“I guessed,” Lydia panted before arching her back as Hannah flexed her tail. “You are amazing at this. You must be doing this all day.”

“It's more than you think,” Hannah replied, lifting the woman into her arms and carrying her to the side. Hannah sat on a bench in the water with Lydia facing her in her lap. She held on, moaning as the tail kept up its gentle task, never fully allowing Lydia a chance to relax. Hannah took a moment to try and summarize her life since coming to New Eden. At first, she believed she was just a chosen, but then the camera zoomed back, and she saw a bigger picture. She had been here before, and this life she believed was her first was part of some plan to recover something lost. But she had no memory or indication of what to do. All she had was this strange series of dominoes to lead her down a path of her previous self-choosing. That path led to where she was now, abusing the game mechanics to try and level at an insane rate.

She tried to explain all this to Lydia, stressing the conflict that raged inside. She had no memory of the woman known as Hathlisora, who chose this path with the slave collar. All she knew was the woman Heather, who was a bit of a prude and found all this very out of her character. She admitted that she enjoyed the sex, but she kept doubting that this was what she wanted.

“But how can you doubt a plan you put in motion?” Lydia asked.

“Exactly,” Hannah replied. “I wanted myself to do this to accomplish some goal I can't remember. I was so fixated on it that I was willing to go to even this length to accomplish it.”

“It must be something very important,” Lydia said.

“I wish I knew,” Hannah replied, then twisted her tail, causing Lydia to groan. “But we aren't here for that.”

“I don’t mind discussing your trouble,” Lydia said with a weak voice. “Ever since you took mercy on us, I have been looking for a way to open a dialog. I know you didn’t trust me when I came here. I am surprised you were willing to invite me into your life just now. I am still not sure why you are being so open with me. These things are all terrible secrets that you can't afford to get out. Do you trust me that much?”

“I am doing this because I need you,” Hannah said. “I need you to be a part of my life and to stand with me if the danger catches up.”

“You believe it might,” Lydia replied.

“I keep telling myself we are in the clear, but then we learn things,” Hannah said. For Example, we have recently learned that our neighbors are afraid of Frank. They think he is amassing power and building up a fanatic population in some bid for higher power. His recent opening of the monster guild only made them more suspicious. Enough that they have sent agents to watch us and ensure we aren't about to go on the offensive.”

“That’s unfortunate,” Lydia said.

“That's why I am here now,” Hannah said. “I can't afford to be low-level. Not I, not Frank, not anyone in the Jade Harem. We have to start taking active steps to stand on equal footing with our neighbors so they can’t just walk in here and demand I answer their questions again.”

“So, your neighbor's paranoia that you are secretly amassing power has driven you to do exactly what they fear,” Lydia said.

“We have no choice,” Hannah said. These people only respect level and strength. They see anyone under a hundred as beneath them. Frank and I must stand at a level where they will deal with us more respectfully. Maybe then, we can convince them that we don't mean any harm.”

“By doing what they are afraid you will do,” Lydia surmised.

“I didn’t make the rules,” Hannah sighed. “I didn’t want any of this. They are the ones who won't let me live in peace. They are the ones who treat people below a hundred as not worthy of their attention. Heck, by persecuting monster players, they are one's keeping people from leveling. They have trapped most players in the thirty to fifty range with no good path to follow to get out. I mean, look what they did to you. They reset you every time you got too close to a level of significant power. I bet they are doing this on a mass scale to everyone. Keeping players low while they hold all the true power.”

“That is why everything you are doing is a danger to them,” Lydia cautioned. “If they find out you are going up levels rapidly, it could lead to more trouble.”

“I am doing it,” Hannah said with determination. “I am not going to play their game anymore. By the time they realize what is happening, Frank and I should be over a hundred. Quinny, Breanne, Umtha, Blackbast, and even Rajeen should be above it or close.”

“What about Roric and his girls?” Lydia asked.

“They are going to be invited to serve in the temple, too,” Hannah said. But they have been away doing something for Rajeen, and we haven't been able to talk to them about it. But that brings me to why I am being so open and honest with you.”

“You want me to level with you,” Lydia said as she shook her head.

“I will be honest. Until you came into the temple, I hadn't considered you. But now that you are here, it only makes sense to ask you to come with us. I want you to be as strong as we can make you,” Hannah said. “I can provide you a collar and turn you into a succubus so you will earn experience from serving here.”

“By doing this?” Lydia laughed. “I love a good romp as much as the next person, but I don't know if I could do it all day, every day for who knows how long.”

“You don't have to do it every day,” Hannah said. “But you should do it as much as you can. If it helps, you can make love to me every time.”

“You honestly care about me that much?” Lydia asked.

Hannah leaned in and pressed her lips to Lydia's to answer the question. She wasn't sure she loved the woman like she did her husband and wives, but she did care. Lydia was a victim like so many others, trapped in a cycle of resets that kept them pawns of Kevin. Hannah would do anything she could to help her escape the net and grow in level, even offering her a place at Hannah's side. Her tail twisted in the woman's body as she pulled away and looked deep into the vampire woman's eyes.

“So what do you say?” Hannah asked. “Will you come with us?

Lydia looked at her and smiled before taking a deep breath.

“I will try it,” Lydia replied. “I will try for your sake.”

“I am glad,” Hannah said as she slowly began to kiss down Lydia’s stomach. “I think you deserve a reward.”

“What kind of reward?” Lydia asked as Hannah spread the woman's legs wide while withdrawing her tail, leaving her wet pussy glistening in the light. Hannah looked at the tender flesh and then up to Lydia before baring her fangs.

“I think I will give you that bite after all,” Hannah said.

Lydia's back arched as Hannah bit down, feeding on her life force as the vampire became the food source. It united them in a special way that only they could appreciate. The devil and the vampire becoming blood sisters in a pact of sex bound together as they shared one final orgasm.