Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 49

They spent the night in a bedroom of the temple, sleeping together until the early hours of the morning. Now Hannah and her girls were awake but refusing to budge from the bed where they were all warmly tucked in.

“Are we getting out of bed?” Frank asked.

“Why bother?” Quinny replied. “It's where we're going to spend most of our time now.”

“We have the whole temple and outer gardens to play in,” Breanne replied. “The bedrooms are only if you want privacy.”

“I wasn’t worried about any of that,” Hannah said as she looked at Frank.

“What are you worried about then?” he asked.

“I am not sure how I feel about last night,” Hannah said as she sat up to run a hand along Frank’s chest.

“I thought you liked the boat ride,” Frank countered.

“Oh, the whole boat ride under a pair of moons while Gisley sang a beautiful song was the most magical experience of my life,” Hannah agreed, then glared at him with intense eyes. “Right up until the point where you made love to my mother.”

“She's only my mother-in-law,” Frank reminded.

“As if that changes anything,” Hannah laughed. “And why did I need to participate?”

“Are you kidding,” Quinny said as she rolled over. “That’s like every guy's ultimate fantasy. Make love to his girlfriend and her hot mother at the same time.”

“I am never going to be able to look at her the same way,” Hannah said. “Did she have to enjoy it so much?”

“You are still a prude,” Breanne said as she came up behind Hannah and rubbed her back. “And you may as well get used to it. She’s going to be in the temple with us a lot. You are going to have to watch your mother make love.”

“Our mother,” Hannah reminded. “You married into this, remember?”

“I have no qualms about it,” Breanne said. “Besides, it’s not like this is my first time.”

“Wait, what!” Hannah gasped.

“Didn't I tell you I had a daughter?” Breanne asked. “Oh, it must have slipped my mind. But, oh, that man she was dating. He had that dangerous look that just got your blood pumping. I couldn't say no when she told me what he wanted to do.”

“I can't believe I am hearing this,” Hannah said, covering her ears. “I feel like the only good girl in a room full of degenerates.” She turned to Umtha and implored the woman to help. “Umtha, sweety, please tell me you wouldn't sleep with your daughter's husband.”

“Umm, well, I can't do it anymore because I am not on my home world,” Umtha said innocently as Quinny nearly fell out of the bed laughing.

“What is wrong with everybody?” Hannah said as she looked around. “You’re all a bunch of perverts.”

“It's just a fantasy,” Frank said as he put his arms around her. “A lot of guys dream about that, and last night, you made my dream come true.”

“What has happened to me? I was innocent until you corrupted me,” Hannah countered as she tossed her head. “Now look at me.”

“Held by your adoring husband, surrounded by women who love you and treasured by a harem who thinks of you as their queen,” Breanne summarized.

“Ok, so maybe it’s not all bad,” Hannah relented.

“Is Blackbast already gone?” Umtha asked as she looked around.

“Yeah, she said she needed to get things ready,” Frank explained. “I have to admit, I am a little nervous.”

“I am, too,” Hannah said as she leaned into his chest. But Frank, what you did last night was breathtaking. The boat ride, the moons, the magical lights- it all set such a wonderful mood. It never ceases to amaze me how much you love us. Honestly, you did all that just to help resolve the problems with Blackbast?”

“I did it because I had to,” Frank replied. “And I was prepared to reset if Rajeen had said no.”

“What?” Breanne asked as she turned in surprise.

“What do you mean you would have reset?” Umtha gasped.

“I mean, if Rajeen had said no, then Blackbast would have had no choice but to reset. If she had to do that, then I was going to do it with her so she wouldn't be alone in her journey,” Frank explained.

“You are so inexplicably kind,” Breanne said with a tearful smile. “My greatest pride in life is being able to call you my husband.”

“Frank, you are too much,” Hannah said as she cupped his face. “We all love you.” She pressed her lips to his as the other girls piled on, showering him with love.

“The big guy is the best,” Quinny agreed as she hugged him tightly. “I never thought I could be this happy.”

“I don’t think any of us did,” Breanne said as she stroked Quinny’s head. “Somehow, one man managed to pull us all together and build a life full of magic.”

“I had a lot of help,” Frank admitted. “Blackbast and then later Roric.”

“Yes, the sneaky cat played a big hand in all this,” Hannah said. “Maybe she planned to lure us all in.”

“She was going to give it up,” Frank reminded her. Just to be with us. That’s why we need to be there. It’s the only way we can make this work.”

“And level up very quickly,” Breanne added.

“I can’t wait until the temple is ready,” Umtha said as she bounced at the side of the bed. “I don’t know what to do with myself.”

“It’s what everybody else is going to do with you that worries me,” Hannah said.

“Do you ever think maybe we should all reset?” Quinny asked. “Maybe work together to make a team that functions. Like, I could be a healer instead of a backup tank to Frank.”

“Nobody is resetting,” Hannah insisted. “We have come too far to let them push us to that. So long as we don’t draw too much attention for a few months, we will all easily sail over level one hundred.”

“And we are all comfortable with how we plan to do that?” Breanne asked as she looked around.

Hannah and the others nodded, agreeing to proceed with the plan. It was a course that was a huge deviation from who she was as a person but then a lot of things had changed. She was married and playing a sex-based race gifted to her by a magic crown. The fact that this crown was meant for her alone gave her a strong suspicion this was part of the plan. Hathlisora had been defeated several times in the past, but this time left a plan in place to change the outcome. Was part of that plan to ensure Hannah could level unnaturally fast by making a moral sacrifice? She wasn't even sure it was a moral dilemma, considering that her entire family was on board. It wasn't like they were cheating or hurting each other when all of them were going to participate.

“You have that evil plotting look,” Breanne quipped. “What are you thinking about?”

“The crown,” Hannah said as she looked up. “I was just thinking, all of this is possible because the crown allowed me to become a Lilim.”

“Why is that important?” Quinny asked.

“Think about it,” Hannah pressed. “This was meant specifically for me to wear, and of all the thousands of possible races, it chooses a devil that has a succubus as one of its race paths. This race then turns out to be the best, most effective way to level in secret, and it allows me to level my allies with me. Is it possible this was part of my plan? Was I meant to follow this course and level up before facing the next step?” She looked at Umtha whose eyes were wide as dinner plates and looked as if she might cry.

“Oh, my god, it is,” Hannah said as she covered her mouth. “You knew I was going to do this and never said anything?”

“Please, I was only trying to help,” Umtha insisted.

“Umtha,” Hannah said as she held open her arms. “Come here, sweetheart.”

The goblin woman ran to her arms and held on as Hannah wrapped her in a hug. “I am not upset with you. It's just a shock to realize this was part of the plan, too.”

“It's all part of your plan,” Umtha sobbed. You and your enemies got into a race for power, and they got ahead. You knew that you were going to be reset, and if you had any hope of fixing things, you needed a way to catch up. It had to be fast and something you could do where they wouldn’t notice.”

“It makes sense,” Frank said as he scratched at his head.

“Stop that,” Breanne said and swatted his hand. “That nervous tick is annoying.”

“I can’t help it,” Frank replied as he got up to kneel beside Umtha. “So this was what Hathlisora wanted?”

“Maybe not this exactly,” Umtha said with tears in her eyes. “But she needed a path to higher levels that could be done out of sight. A big hero crushing dungeons would earn too much notice.”

“But nobody would bat an eye at a prostitute,” Quinny said.

“So we are once again just following the path,” Hannah sighed. “No matter how much I think I have veered off course, it turns out this was the way all along.”

“Wait, were you only agreeing to this lifestyle to try and break the path?” Breanne asked.

“Obviously,” Hannah retorted. “I figured embracing the collars and joining the harem would free me from this terrible course. But, of course, it was exactly how it was supposed to go. I am a puppet, and my previous self is pulling the strings.”

“That’s not true,” Umtha said. “The crown allowed you to follow a logical path, but you still had to follow the path. And you could have put that ability to use any of a hundred ways. You still chose the way you wanted to use it, the way you felt most comfortable with. And she talked about the collar adding to the experience but I don’t think it was part of her plan. You found a way to double the experience gain and make it go even faster.”

“I agree with her,” Breanne said. “All your past self did was open some doors and point you in the right direction. You are still choosing how best to accomplish it.”

“I wish I could see it that way,” Hannah said as she released Umtha. “But I refuse to let this sway me. If this is the course I was meant to walk, so be it. I am going to embrace this and level up faster than any player in history.”

“Yeah!” Quinny said. “Let’s level like mad!”

“And you too,” Hannah snapped as she pointed at Frank. You are going to participate in this and level up at my side. We started this crazy adventure together, and we are going to finish it.”

“I already said I would,” Frank replied. “I will wear the collar and take care of the women if that's what you want.”

“Our poor husband,” Hannah laughed. “He will have to suffer through all the women his wives bring him.”

“It is a very interesting turn of events,” Breanne said. “I wonder if the fact that you can make collars was also part of your plan. Maybe you knew you would need to level allies.”

“Yeah, and think of how lucky you were to meet Blackbast,” Quinny said. “Her temple is perfect for what we need.”

“Yeah, it's perfect,” Hannah said as she dwelt on that thought. Was it luck? Was anything that happened to her just luck, or was it part of the plan? Could Blackbast and her temple be a part of the elaborate machine working to prepare Hannah for her final conflict?

“Are you alright?” Frank asked.

“I'm just dwelling on another thought,” Hannah replied and waved him off. Let's talk about something else. Why haven't I seen Jaina or her wild girls around?”

“Come to think of it, I haven’t seen them either,” Breanne said. “Roric was in the harem earlier, but it looked like he and Rajeen were having a heated debate.”

“I hope that’s not more trouble,” Hannah replied as she got up and walked to the door. She thought about dressing but figured what was the point. In the coming days, she would be spending most of her time naked anyway. Her family got up and headed out, passing into the hall, then the temple proper, where Blackbast was busy with a few harem girls making changes.

The space was being redesigned for more than a few weary travelers at once. They expected there to be a dozen people here at all times and a lot of activity. Blackbast noticed their approach and ran to Frank's arms, thanking him profusely for what he had done.

“I did it because I love you,” Frank said as he brushed her cheek. “Are you almost ready?”

“Almost,” Blackbast replied. “And I added the lower rooms, including the dark garden.”

“Oh, I want to see that one,” Quinny said as she took Umtha’s hand.

“Later,” Hannah exclaimed as she walked up and hugged Blackbast. They shared a kiss and remained together as Blackbast highlighted the changes. It was coming along well, but there were a few surprises, as Blackbast announced Rajeen was going to help.

“Help how?” Frank asked.

Blackbast explained that harem girls would be working here, but strictly in a non-sexual way. They would bring guests refreshments, prepare baths, and offer hot oil massages for the women. They were allowed to do any of the dozen menial tasks, but they could not entertain the men under any circumstances. There would be four of them in the garden, watching the road to the forest. Anyone who came that way would need permission to enter, or the girls would bar the way.

“Well, that’s a change,” Hannah said. “I am glad she’s helping.”

“She seemed troubled,” Blackbast replied. “Something is weighing on her mind.”

“Is she still upset about all this?” Hannah asked.

“No, I don't think she is,” the dark cat woman replied. It has something to do with Roric's girls, I believe. They are doing something for her, and it has her tense.”

“That explains why we haven’t seen them,” Breanne said.

“She didn’t say what it was?” Frank asked.

“No, and I didn’t want to pry,” Blackbast replied. “I am too focused on making us ready.”

“So how does this all work?” Hannah asked as she approached a stone archway in the middle of the temple. It has been placed this morning and linked to a special room in the Jade Temple that would act as the outer lounge.

“Guests will gather in the lounge on the other side,” Blackbast explained as she stepped through to a space that didn't exist inside the temple. Hannah could walk around the arch and see the room through it from both directions but couldn't reach the space without going through.

“This makes me motion sick,” Hannah said.

“Then stop trying to figure it out,” Blackbast argued. “Guests will gather in this room and express their desire to use the temple. They will choose if they want a man or a woman, a specific person, or the first available girl. We will send them through to pair up with the person they desire, and the rest will wait. When a guest has been satisfied, they will return to the lounge, and a new one will be sent over.”

“So it’s a revolving door,” Hannah said.

“In a manner of speaking,” Blackbast replied. “The goal is to keep the mass of people on the other side and only allow enough over to match the current number of partners.”

“What if they want to come over as a group?” Quinny asked. “You know, like two guys who want to share one girl?”

“If they express that desire and the currently available girl agrees, then they can come over as a group,” Blackbast explained.

Hannah thought it seemed fairly simple, but she had concerns about the temporary girls. Thanks to Frank posting a quest in the adventurers guild, there would be girls essentially volunteering to work in the temple and help with the flow of guests. She asked Blackbast how she planned to manage them, and Blackbast was certain she would manage. The girls would be carefully screened and any with a bad attitude would be denied a collar. Those who had the right perspective would be allowed a single guest, then would be questioned again. If they were excited, they would be allowed more, but if they didn't respond well, Blackbast would release them from the collar.

“What about the extra collars?” Breanne asked. “You know the ones you intend to allow women to wear while they make love to Zillix and Frank?”

“Are we sure that’s a good idea?” Hannah asked. “I mean, these things really improve sex. I could see them being addictive.”

“Oh, you think they could be addictive?” Breanne laughed. “As if we weren’t all hungry to keep them on now.”

“That's my point,” Hannah said. These girls will be completely taken by surprise and then crave it every time. It might not be healthy.”

“Don't worry about that,” Blackbast said while dropping any pretense of her accent. She suddenly sounded like her human self, a woman common on the streets of New York.

“Dropping out of character?” Hannah pressed.

Blackbast shrugged as her form blurred and her cat image faded away. A moment later, she was the dark-haired human beauty with big eyes that made her look mysterious.

“You all know what I look like,” Blackbast said. There is no point in pretending to be somebody else with you. And I said don't worry about it because they can always return for more. If they love it, they can present themselves to Rajeen and ask to join the harem.”

“This is a good way to find more girls,” Breanne said.

“So, how many collars do we have to play with?” Hannah asked as she counted hers. Besides the ones she had in use, she had one spare. Blackbast had four total, but she kept one reserved for Gwen. So, there would be four collars for volunteers to wear and work at the temple. Rajeen was providing two for women to wear while with Frank and Zillix. This would give them a heightened experience that they would long remember.

“So there are six collars to play with,” Hannah said. Four for the temple workers and two for the guests.”

“Yes,” Blackbast replied. “But remember, Zillix has to be in one of your collars, or he earns nothing.”

“Oh, right,” Hannah sighed. “So, five collars.”

“Has anyone tested to see if a slave collar works on an illusionary dragon?” Breanne asked.

“And wouldn't he need to change into an incubus to gain the full experience?” Quinny added.

Blackbast looked at Hannah, who sighed and rolled her eyes.

“You never checked?” Blackbast pressed.

“Details, details, details,” Hannah balked. “I have been kind of busy.”

“You just made love to him the other day,” Blackbast countered.

“I wasn’t planning on living in your temple the other day,” Hannah countered. “Frank was keeping that secret to himself.”

“Well, we need to check,” Blackbast insisted. “His leveling is just as important, and his place here would be of tremendous help. We need to know this is going to work for him.”

Hannah agreed and said she would check right now. She stepped through the archway, waved, and then headed through the temple.

“And now I can get a glitter bomb,” Hannah laughed as she stopped at the kitchens. Drink in hand, she made her way to the harem rooms and then through the magical door that took her to the floating palace. She was surprised that neither Rajeen nor Roric were in attendance and waved off girls who called her to come join them.

“Sorry, I'm on a mission,” Hannah replied before sipping her drink. She headed for the little dragon's private chambers and found him curled up on a pillow by the window. Idris was with him, reading a book on the bed, absentmindedly turning a page.

Hannah announced her presence, and the two looked up with smiles. She explained her purpose for coming and how she needed to test if the collar would work on an illusion.

“Oh, what if it doesn’t?” Idris asked.

“Then he may not be able to level in the temple,” Hannah explained.

“If it doesn't, I still want you to level,” Zillix insisted. “You will do that for me?”

“Of course, but I want you to level, too,” Idris said.

“Well, that’s what we are here to find out,” Hannah said as she concentrated and summoned her spare collar. “Take your humanoid form.”

The little dragon glittered and changed, his body becoming the powerful dragon man. Hannah always admired the scaled muscle of his chest and wondered if other women would prefer it. She almost asked for a quick delay in the bed but focused on her task. She reached up, snapped the collar around his neck, and then stepped back to see if anything happened.

“So, do you feel any different?” Hannah asked.

“Am I supposed to?” he said as he looked at his hands.

“I don't know,” Hannah said, then slapped her forehead. “I can just check my panel. It shows me who I have under the collar.”  She rubbed her tattoo and opened the interface, jumping to where her slave information was.

“I can see you!” Hannah said excitedly. “It says you are my bonded slave.”

“So I can earn experience like this?” he asked.

“Well,” Hannah said as she put her interface away. “A little, yes, but it would be far better if you were an incubus.”

“A what?” Idris questioned.

Hannah explained it was just like Frank's devil form, a male version of the succubus. She then pointed out that technically, the incubus and the succubus could switch genders, meaning they could be either at will.

“So Frank could be a woman if he wanted to?” Idris gasped.

“He could, but good luck getting him to do that,” Hannah laughed. I know he's got some fantasies, but becoming a woman isn't one of them.”

“So, how do I become this incubus?” Zillix asked.

“Oh, you do it like this,” Hannah said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her toes. She pressed her lips to his and began her kiss, using her Lilim power to bestow the succubus gift. Zillix glowed with a green light as his form changed, reshaping to become something different. He was a little shorter and leaner, but his body was still covered in green scales. He had a very human head but dragon eyes and rows of short stubby horns jutting through blue hair. His chest rippled with defined perfection and dark blue claw claw mark tattoos.

“Wow,” Idris said as she gazed at the new creature.

“Oh, yum,” Hannah said with a smile.

“Did it work?” Zillix asked as he turned about to reveal a much thinner rope-like tail.

“Oh, it did,” Hannah said as she felt a hunger beginning to burn. She bared her fangs and pounced on him, knocking him to the bed as she climbed in after him. For the next hour, she showed him how the class worked, demonstrating it several times just to be sure he had it. It had nothing to do with her primal desires or the fact that Zillix was another anime-looking hottie. No, it was purely to ensure he was ready for tomorrow when the temple would see its first guests.