Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 31

“So one partner for a long period is best,” Breanne said as they looked at the final numbers while Hannah lay on the bed, too tired to look for herself. They had come to this conclusion hours ago but decided to run a few more tests just to be sure they covered everything.

They tested to see if anal or oral sex was better or if sex with NPC's was as good. In the end, it seemed that a multitude of factors mattered, with some more important than others. Men were better than women, and NPCs only earned about eighty percent of what a player of the same level gave.

A very short session was almost worthless, and anything under three minutes gave a tiny flat amount regardless of other factors. After three minutes, the amount she gained over time slowly increased, hitting a cap at around eighteen minutes, where it stopped going up. That cap and the rate it increased by seemed to be based on the partner's level, with higher-level partners being worth more. What really seemed to matter was the duration, especially once the eighteen-minute cap was reached. From that point, the sex slave earned a nice amount of experience every twenty seconds and built up a final bonus. That bonus came when a man orgasmed and his seed flowed. Then, the slave was rewarded with a big final boost, and the process started over. It didn't seem to matter if that orgasm came in her mouth, her ass, her vagina, or just over her chest. So long as she caused it with her body, she got the reward.

Seducing the partner or having them pay for the sex granted a one-time bonus but didn't contribute to the continual amount made during sex. Feeding on that partner also didn't change anything other than to restore the succubus's stamina. The only variable that seemed hard to pin down was the one based on the succubus's mood. Once Hannah let go and embraced the sex, the rewards got slightly bigger. They discovered she had a buff running during these moments called naughty girl, granting her a ten percent bonus to the sex reward. A second buff called little slut triggered if she reached this point while others watched her do it.

“So the best rewards come if the partner is a high-level man and he pays her for it,” Umtha said as she puzzled it out. Then she should seduce him and make love to him passionately for a long time while others watch.”

“I think that’s right,” Frank replied as he looked over numbers tallied on a paper.

“I think you are overlooking a possibility,” Breanne said as the numbers were laid bare. “Yes, one long session is better overall, but she could still beat that number with shorter sessions.”

“How do you figure?” Frank asked, not sure where Breanne was going.

“It's the paid-for sex,” Breanne said. “One long partner can only pay her one time. But a dozen partners will pay her a dozen times in the same amount of time. If she charged a hundred gold each time, she would easily make more than if one partner paid her.”

“She’s right,” Blackbast agreed. “It is only worth it to have sex with many partners if they are going to pay for it. That reward for the gift is the only thing that makes a short session worth it.”

“It would still need to be at least three minutes long,” Umtha citied. “But five minutes would be better.”

“So, dozens of partners, each paying for five minutes of hot sex, would be the best way to go,” Blackbast said.”

“Hmm,” Frank said as he considered the findings. If his girls were prostituted, they could make serious amounts of money and experience. On the other hand, he could easily make love to one of them for several hours, pumping them full of experience. The problem was he could only make love to one of them at a time, and to get through all four girls would be a significant investment in time. He would have to pay a few others to help him level the girls. If he could find a few good tanks with high stamina and levels, they could power-level the girls in no time.

“What about more than one partner at a time?” Breanne asked.

The group looked up as they considered the option and looked at Hannah, still flat on the bed. She did indeed have three holes with which to satisfy a man, and if one was good, then three?

“We need to try,” Blackbast said.

“But the rogues went home already,” Quinny said as she sat on the bed beside the nearly unconscious Hannah.

“We should not have let you three wear them out,” Blackbast scoffed.

“I was dying,” Quinny laughed. “Listening to Hannah have all that sex was making me so horny.”

“Maybe we can get three men from the inn,” Frank suggested.

“We don’t need three men,” Breanne replied. “You have three succubi who can produce male organs on demand. We already know that Hannah having sex like a man with Quinny yields the same reward as a real man, so we three can do it.”

“Yay, I get to fuck Hannah,” Quinny cried and ran a hand up her thigh. “But she's so tired.”

“I am sure she won’t mind,” Blackbast replied as she moved to the bed and stroked the tired woman’s back. “Sweet slave, you have one more task to perform.”

“Please, hold me,” Hannah said as she rolled slightly to the side and reached for Blackbast. Blackback pulled her up, holding Hannah in her arms as the tired woman nodded off.

“Maybe this should wait,” Blackbast said.

“I suppose it could,” Frank replied when there was a knock on the door. Rajeen opened it to allow Zillix in, the frantic little dragon flying directly to Frank for help. He explained that Roric and the others were in his dungeon, and Zillix had been killed. He wanted to get back to them to ensure they were safe and wanted Frank's help to do it.

“Now is not a good time,” Blackbast said as she held the tired Hannah. “We need to run another test.”

“Please,” Zillix begged. “I hate not being there to protect them.”

“I can go,” Quinny said as she sat up. “Hannah is too tired anyway. I will lead him back and get them out.”

“Alright,” Frank said but paused in thought. “But don’t tell them what we learned. I want to finish the final tests and be sure we know what we are talking about.”

“Hah, don’t worry,” Quinny said as she plucked Zillix out of the air and held him to her bare chest. “I will tell them I had to leave before I heard the final numbers, so I don’t know the outcome.”

Frank nodded, and Quinny left with her little friend while Rajeen sat with Blackbast to comfort Hannah. They told her about the tests and outcomes so far and how they wanted to test what multiple partners did for her. Rajeen suggested they go ahead with just two partners if they only wanted to know if the numbers were better. Poor Hannah was laid over Breanne's chest as Umtha knelt behind her. The two succubi used their futinari power to produce firm, hard cocks and fed them into Hannah's body.

All Hannah did was curl up into Breanne's breasts as the sex began, too tired to do more than moan. Even when her body shook in orgasm, all she did was seep with flowing honey. They kept it up for ten minutes, then used their powers to cum simultaneously. Hannah shared the orgasm, letting out a long, soft “Ooooh.” She went to fall asleep on Breanne, but Frank picked her up and carried her to another room. She was laid on a clean bed, tucked in, and given a kiss. A hot bath was prepared, and Rajeen had a special batch of chocolates and mint cocoa made to set on a tray beside the bed.

Umtha and Breanne sat in the room with her until Quinny reappeared hours later. She had delivered Zillix and led them out but wanted to check on Hannah.

“We ran the test with just us two,” Breanne said as Umtha sat in her lap, nearly asleep herself. “Blackbast checked the panel after they tucked her in. She earned double what she would have with one partner.”

“So we can level up three times as fast by taking three at a time?” Quinny asked.

“It would appear so,” Breanne said. “But I have to say, this almost feels like cheating.”

“Who cares if it works?” Quinny asked. “It's the easiest XP we will ever get.”

“It may be, but why make it so easy?” Breanne asked.

“It's not easy,” Quinny countered. “First, you have to be a succubus, and then you have to be a sex slave. It's the two classes in combo doubling the experience that make it powerful. You wouldn't get near as much if you were just one.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Breanne agreed. “But do we really want to level this way?”

“Why wouldn’t we?” Quinny asked, not sure what the elf woman was saying.

“Think about it,” Breanne suggested. “Did you honestly come here to be a shameless whore?”

“Well, no, but I did want to have lots of sex,” Quinny said. “That’s why I made sure to make my zombie appearance cute and not horrible like Franks.”

“Alright, but how do you feel now?” Breanne asked. “We are facing the very real possibility that prostitution is the best way for us to level. That might mean dozens of partners every day for who knows how long. Are you ready to be known as a whore and a prostitute?”

Quinny paused to give the question some serious consideration. Normally, she would make an offhanded joke in a moment like this, but for Hannah's sake, she wanted to honestly consider this. Was she going to be happy as a sex toy for endless trains of men who cared nothing more about her than what they could stick between her legs?

“I don't know,” Quinny replied. “I guess I have this image of it being alright in my head, but maybe it won't be.” She sat on the bed and gave it some more thought, going over the things she had already done. She had some of the forest tattoos on her back already from sex partners she met in this very temple. Those had all been nice experiences, but that was because it was slow and controlled. She had a chance to get to know the person and make a sort of connection. It wasn't just a cheap fuck to get it over with and move on to a dozen more.

She supposed she would rather the sex were more intimate and have some meaning, but that would defeat the purpose of trying to level fast.

“Maybe we could sacrifice a little experience to just make love to Frank or one of the other masters,” Quinny suggested. “Honestly, who cares if it's just girls we make love to? We are still earning experience super fast. The harem is all we need.”

“I agree,” Breanne said as she rocked the slumbering Umtha. “Well, I am going to go tuck this one into the harem, then check on my island. Would you stay with Hannah and be here when she wakes?”

“Yeah, I will be right here,” Quinny said.

Breanne smiled as she got up and walked to Quinny, leaning over to share a kiss.

“I love you,” Breanne said as their lips parted.

“I love you too,” Quinny replied as tears wet her eyes. She hated to see Breanne go as her heart fluttered in need to have the woman in her arms. The door shut, and Quinny turned to Hannah, her red hair splayed about her shoulders as she slept soundly. Quinny felt a warm love for the woman who was so radiantly beautiful that even now, Quinny wanted to kiss her.

“No, she needs to sleep,” Qunny said and looked around the room to see the tray of coco beside the bed. A plate of three cookies was placed beside it that called to Quinny, begging to be eaten. She fought that hunger, insisting they were for Hannah, and looked across the room to a far table. The rogue's gifts were spread across the table, glittering in the light like treasure. She hopped to her feet and went to the table, looking over the amazing items and even more sugary treats to eat.

“Why doesn't anyone give me sweet cakes?” she asks before spotting a glittering box of black metal and golden bands. She picked it up, turning it over in her hands as she tried to understand what it was. Beside it was a flower made from rare gems that captured the light and glowed softly.

She picked through the gifts, finally coming to a book bound in a dark leather cover. It had a skull pattern drawn with black lines and a title she couldn't pronounce, no matter how she tried. She picked it up, leafing through a few pages as she returned to the bed to settle in at Hannah's feet.

“Is this a guide to necromancy?” Quinny asked as she turned to a page showing a magic circle with three other circles to the side and lines indicating how they somehow interacted with the main circle. “Wow, this is complex,” Quinny sighed. “Hannah will probably figure all this out in five minutes.” She leafed through a few pages when Hannah rolled to one side, whispering something that sounded like Frank.

“Of course, you're dreaming about him,” Quinny said, rubbing a leg through the blankets. “I dream about him a lot too.” She lay on her stomach to look through the book, but her mind wandered to Frank. He was such a good husband, even willing to let them be sex slaves if it would make them happy. Of course, he got a lot more out of it, having access to the harem and all, but still, most men would never allow their wives to live this life.

“But was that all about to change?” she wondered. Would Frank want them to level as quickly as possible, no matter what that meant them doing? She wasn't sure it would matter, especially considering how nice many of the players were. The funny thing about New Eden is so many of the men were nerds with big hearts and a desire to love women. The playboy abusers that preyed on girls in the real world had no use for New Eden and didn't come over. It only attracted people who had a serious desire for a new life where they could be happy. That tended to attract the kind of people who could make love with a deep appreciation for the partner, even if they didn't know their name.

“It will probably be fine,” Quinny said as she turned the page to see an image of spheres nested inside one another and floating in what looked like a sea of small bubbles. “The entire city knows we are sex slaves, so it’s not like having sex with some of them will be a surprise.”

She paused to look at the page and read the notes beside the image. Some were written in the necromancer code, but some were in plain English. It suggested she was looking at the layers of reality and how they floated in something called the ether. It didn't say what that was, or maybe it did, and Quinny couldn't read it. She spent the next few hours leafing through the book until Hannah shifted, rolling to her back as her eyes opened.

“What happened?” Hannah asked as she looked around the changed room.

“Hey,” Quinny said as she shut the book. “Are you feeling better?”

“Should I be?” Hannah asked as she slowly sat up. “All I remember was having sex with Frank.”

“That's the last thing you remember?” Quinny asked, surprised by the reply. Hannah nodded, so Quinny explained that she had passed out during the shared orgasm. They ran a couple more tests using Quinny, Umtha, and Breanne to complete them, but Hannah did participate in one more.

“Breanne and Umtha made love to me?” Hannah asked as she put a hand to her head. “I have no memory of that.”

“You were pretty tired,” Quinny said, moving to the bedside to rub her shoulders. “Have a cookie and some hot cocoa. Rajeen used a magical mug that keeps it nice and hot.”

“Thank you,” Hannah said as Quinny handed her a cup. Quinny watched her sip the mint treat, leaving a fine brown line on her upper lip. Quinny explained how Hannah was moved to another room so she could be put to bed in nice, clean blankets. She pointed out the gifts on a nearby table and how a hot bath was waiting to help her relax.

Hannah insisted they share the cookies as Quinny explained the final tests and what was discovered. She nearly laughed as Hannah blushed to hear that multiple partners at once was the best way to level. She blushed even harder to hear that prostitution was also the best way to go.

“You don’t think he would make us do that?” Hannah asked as she nibbled a cookie.

“I think he would ask us,” Quinny said. “He wouldn't force us to do that if we didn't want to.”

“I suppose it really doesn't matter,” Hannah sighed as she let her blankets drop, exposing her ample breasts to Quinny's eyes. Quinny immediately felt a desire to cup those firm breasts and suck at her tender nipples but pushed that hunger aside as Hannah finished her coco.

“Common,” Quinny suggested as she got up. “Get into the bath, and I will give you a good massage.”

“Oh, I could so use that,” Hannah agreed as she moved slowly, slipping out of the bed to wobble on her feet.

“Still a little weak?” Quinny asked as she took her hand.

“I was fine until Frank broke me,” Hannah replied as they walked to the large stone tub that would easily bathe six at once. “He can be so rough when he wants to be.”

“You were begging him to be rough on you,” Quinny teased. “He had you so out of your mind you told him that you wanted rough sex all the time.”

“I can't help it,” Hannah replied as they reached the side of the tub. “When you are in that mindset, all you want to do is have more. I would promise him anything in the heat of the moment like that.”

“Yeah, it's hard to think when he's going at you like that,” Quinny agreed as she helped Hannah slip into the tub. Hannah sank in, and Quinny went to get some towels so she could pile them on the side for her to rest her head on. Then she joined Hannah in the tub, coming up behind her to rub her tired muscles.

“This is nice,” Hannah cooed as Quinny’s firm hands got to work. “We need to do this more often.”

“I would spend all day in a hot bath with you,” Quinny laughed as she ran her wet hands across Hannah’s shoulders. She looked down at Hannah’s back and nearly gasped when she saw the changes.

“Your tattoos!” Quinny said.

“What?” Hannah asked as she tried to look over her shoulder. “Are they gone?”

“No, you have more,” Quinny said, pressing at Hannah's back. “You have the heart with a rose in the bridge for anal sex and the parted lips with two white drops.”

“What does that one mean?” Hannah asked in alarm.

“That you have given ten blow jobs in the temple,” Quinny explained. “Your temple tattoo has two hearts on it, meaning you've had sex in the temple over twenty-five times.”

“Oh, why did I agree to put a billboard about my sex life on my back?” Hannah moaned.

“I think it’s neat,” Quinny said as she admired the beauty of the colorful tattoos. They were slowly filling in, becoming one elaborate picture of love and sex that would decorate Hannah’s back for the rest of her life. It was a work of beauty, full of color and flowing lines that dared the eye to search it for hidden meaning. There was a new tattoo to indicate Hannah had made love to two at once to mark her sex with Breanne and Umtha.

“I wish I had some of these,” Quinny said, reaching for a bottle of scented oil. “You're so lucky.”

“You could have volunteered to take my place,” Hannah replied. “I wouldn’t have argued.”

“Nah,” Quinny laughed. “I wanted to see you take them all.”

“Oh my god, were you watching?” Hannah gasped.

“Just a little,” Quinny said as she smiled. “We were using Blackbast’s mirror to watch them take you.”

Hannah sighed and leaned forward as Quinny rubbed the soothing oil into her skin. Quinny could see the woman relaxing as her hands carefully worked over the surface of her skin, soothing away all her worries. She leaned in to kiss Hannah's neck, getting a giggle out of her wife.

“I am glad we're wives,” Quinny said as she reached around to cup Hannah's breasts with her oiled hands. “I love knowing we're family.”

“Technically, we're sisters,” Hannah laughed as Quinny played with her nipples. “Very bad and naughty sisters.”

“That sounds like us,” Quinny said as she wrapped Hannah up and leaned back, sinking into the hot water to their shoulders. She held Hannah for twenty minutes, letting the hot, steamy water seep through their skin. Both women sighed and smiled as their bodies were soothed and as relaxed as they could be. Then Quinny stood up, lifting Hannah in her arms, and carried her to the side of the tub. The tubs were set into the floor, so Hannah was laid on her back with her head propped up by towels. Quinny stood between her legs and reached for the hot oil, filling her cupped hand as Hannah spread her legs wider. Hannah arched her back when Quinny rubbed the oil into the petals of her flower.

“Oh, Quinny,” Hannah sighed as Quinny smiled and spread Hannah's pussy wide. She loved Hannah with all her heart, and touching her body made that love flare into a fire. She wanted to be a part of Hannah, something inseparable and complete, which reminded her of the day before. She remembered the power of their love as Hannah used a cock to make love to Quinny.

“Oh!” Heather cried as Quinny returned the favor, sliding her cock into Hannah’s oiled folds. Hannah's slave collar triggered an instant orgasm, sending the woman into a writhing spasm where she clutched her breasts. Quinny stood in the tub, holding Hannah's legs, and took up a gentle stroke, as she groaned at the feel of that soft flesh around her cock.

“This is amazing,” Quinny said in a staggered gasp.

“It does feel strange, doesn't it?” Hannah said as she smiled up, recovering from her orgasm.

“I feel so strange,” Quinny replied as she tried to come to terms with the sensation rushing through her body. “I don’t know how to describe it. I feel like I want more and more of you.”

“It’s impossible to describe,” Hannah agreed. “It's very different to what we feel, but it’s still amazing. They feel a need to make love and be a part of us.”

“It’s so powerful,” Quinny sighed and looked down as Hannah’s body gently bounced with every thrust. “And I love you so much.”

“I love you too, my little dark angel,” Hannah said as she leaned up. “Who would have thought I would be married to that zombie girl I refused to kill all those months ago?”

“It feels like a lifetime ago,” Quinny said as she struggled with the sensation below. It felt so rewarding to be inside Hannah's soft body, as if being there was a gift of pure love. She realized that was exactly what it was: a gift that was freely given.

“Do you think the men we make love to us feel like this?” Quinny asked as she trembled.

“Oh, you mean as grateful as you feel right now?” Hannah asked with a smile. “It would be foolish to say they all did because some people just don't know how to be grateful, but I bet most of them do. I bet most of them feel just like you do now and go home dreaming about experiencing that moment again.”

“If they feel like this, then I don't mind power leveling with sex,” Quinny said. Hannah asked her what she meant by that, and Quinny explained her brief conversation with Breanne. She shared her hesitation to become so slutty a whore, sleeping with half the kingdom in a long chain of meaningless sex.

“I have thought about that too,” Hannah said with a nod before tensing as another orgasm neared. She braced as Quinny gave her a few deep thrusts before singing in a silvery voice as she shook under the power of a release.

“Wow, it feels good to be inside you when you cum,” Quinny said. “It feels so rewarding to know I gave you an orgasm.”

“I know,” Hannah laughed. “Men and women both enjoy this for pleasure, but I think we each get something extra from it that is deeply emotional. Girls get a sense of submission and love, while men get a sense of connection and power. They need that love we radiate out as badly as they need air, and nothing makes them feel more a part of us than doing what you're doing now.”

“Yeah,” Quinny said in a staggered breath as the door opened and the sultry, dark-furred Blackbast slipped into the room. She shut the door behind her and made her way to the bath as the two women continued their slow union of love.

“I am glad to see you are awake,” Blackbast purred as she discarded her slip, exposing the soft mounds of her pussy. “And eager to play again.”

“Well, I am a sex slave,” Hannah replied with a smile. “What else is there for me to do but have sex?”

“I am glad you feel that way,” Blackbast said as she stood over Hannah, allowing the woman to look up into her moist pussy. “Because there is a mountain of it coming in your future.”

“I can imagine,” Hannah laughed.

“How high does Frank want to level us?” Quinny asked as Blackbast took hold of Hannah's legs and bent them forward. Hannah was spread wide as Blackbast lay on top of her, using her legs to pin Hannah's forward. She settled in, breast to breast, as Hannah wrapped her into a hug and kissed her.

“He wants to get you all over level one hundred,” Blackbast replied.

“That's a lot of sex,” Quinny said as she looked down to see two spread pussies stacked on top of each other. She was hungry to have them both and quickly pulled away from Hannah to taste the warm delight of Blackbast's body. The cat woman purred as her cock slid in, and the two rocked as Quinny resumed her thrusting.

“Hmm,” Blackbast said as she looked deep into Hannah's eyes. “So, how do you feel about it?”

“Do we have a choice?” Hannah asked.

“Of course you do,” Blackbast replied. “Frank would not force this on you; he is considering other options.”

Quinny held on, barely listening as Hannah and Blackbast explained how Frank was considering limiting their sex to the harem and running other adventures. The problem was there wasn't an adventure to run that would be a challenge for them and earn the kind of experience they needed. He was only considering the sex option because of how quick it was, and the sooner they leveled, the better. It became a blur to Quinny, who was nearly lost in the sensation of being part of Hannah's body.

“Ohh,” Blackbast groaned as her eyes closed. “I love my sweet pets.”

Quinny took her by the hips as Hannah wrapped her arms around her back, holding Blackbast in place. She went at a firmer pace, unable to resist the feeling of that warm passage and the silken touch of her skin.

“I can’t stop,” Quinny panted. “I need to take you.”

“Then take me,” Blackbast purred. “I am yours to take whenever your heart desires.”

It was all too much as Quinny's mind swam in the unrestrained hunger of need. Then something smooth ran up her leg as Hannah used her long tail to tease her little angel. Quinny nearly yelped when the tip of that tail teased at her rear.

“Take out your plug,” Hannah commanded.

Quinny nodded and reached back, grasping at her plug to pull it free. She pushed it into Blackbast, who groaned as it slid inside, filling her tight hole with the gift. Hannah now worked her tail into Quinny's tight hole, every thrust of Quinny's hips helping it reach further. Quinny's mind was on fire as the frill at the end of Hannah's tail folded up and suddenly slipped deep into her body.

“Uhhhg,” Quinny said as her thrust never stopped. Hannah tested her hold and then worked with the motion, causing the tail to fuck Quinny's rear even as Quinny fucked Blackbast. It was then that she realized she had a tail, too, and an amazing idea came to mind. She curled that long rope-like tail up between her legs and, without a word, drove it into Hannah's pussy. Now, she was pleasuring both women as they cried in delight, kissing and hugging as Quinny took them.

Quinny was trembling with every thrust as her cock and rear were pleasured. She struggled to use her ability to delay her orgasm even as every sway of her hips made her hungry for a release. She wondered if this was how men felt, the need to feel a powerful connection and complete the act of breeding with a female. She fought that hunger to cum until she had brought the women two more of their own, then finally couldn't hold on any longer. With a loud cry, she gave up the fight and felt the male orgasm for the first time. It was a primal thing, filled with an animal-like passion, but at the same moment, she felt so absolutely one with Blackbast that she couldn't tell the two apart. It was as if she were transferring a part of her soul to the woman and getting a part of her in return. It was a union of sexual energy that couldn't be compared to any previous experience.

Shared orgasm sent the girls into spasms as cum flowed into Blackbast's body. Quinny pulled out before she was done and yanked her tail free to feed her cock into Hannah. She wanted her seed to fertilize that womb as well and shoved deep to ensure Hannah was well-bred.

“That was amazing,” Quinny panted as she held on to Blackbast’s hips for support.

“That was eye-opening,” Hannah gasped and hugged Blackbast.

“I am glad you both have experienced this now,” Blackbast said as she clung to Hannah. “You should not be afraid to use your powers and make love like a man.”

“I wonder how much experience we get for this,” Quinny said as Blackbast suddenly sat up.

“You know, we never checked,” Blackbast said.

“I thought you checked it when Umtha and Breanne made love to Hannah together,” Quinny pointed out.

“We checked, Hannah,” Blackbast replied. “But we never thought to check Umtha or Breanne. Come, show us your interface. I want to see what you got.”

“Do I have to do it now?” Quinny asked as she ground her cock inside Hannah’s body.

“You pull that thing out this instant and show us,” Blackbast demanded.

Quinny sighed and withdrew, causing a trickle of cum to spill from Hannah's soaked pussy. It ran down Blackbast's as well, dripping to Hannah to join the flow. She waded to the side of the pool and sat on the edge before causing her interface to appear. Then she took them to the experience history and showed them the numbers.

“Why have you gotten so much?” Blackbast gasped.

“What do you mean?” Quinny asked as she looked at the number and realized it was very high. “Wow, that's a lot.”

“Yes, it is,” Blackbast said before demanding Hannah open her panel as well. The two numbers were compared, and it was shocking to see. Quinny had earned nearly fifty percent more from the sex, while Hannah had earned about what she would have from a man.

“Why did she get more?” Hannah asked as Blackbast climbed off her and shrugged.

“I have no idea,” Blackbast replied. “But if you girls can earn experience from each other this rapidly, then all you need to do is have sex.”

“But we do that already,” Quinny said, unsure why it was special this time.

“No, I mean one of you must always play the role of a man in the relationship,” Blackbast said. “Since you both earn experience from it, you can level each other easily.” She then pulled open her interface and showed them how much she had earned from their little threesome.

“Sheesh, you got a lot, too,” Hannah said. “Why did I get the least?”

“I am earning experience both from having sex and from the fact that you two are having sex,” Blackbast replied.

“But Quinny is my girl,” Hannah argued. “I didn’t earn enough from her to balance out what she made alone.”

“It is a puzzle,” Blackbast agreed as she paced. “There must be a factor we are missing.”

Quinny tried to figure it out, wondering if maybe being a succubus and the man was somehow a  more powerful combination, but of course, Hannah figured it out in moments.

“It's my level,” Hannah said with a laugh. “It's adding up my classes.”

“And you have five of them,” Blackbast said as the light of understanding dawned in her eyes. “The system sees you as an unnaturally high level, and Quinny is earning the reward from it.”

“So we will make a killing by making love to Hannah all day?” Quinny asked as she smiled.

“Yes,” Blackbast replied. “And you three could all make love to her at once, each of you earning that reward.”

“Now, hold on a second,” Hannah interjected. “All three of them at once?”

“Yes, for an hour or two every day,” Blackbast replied.

“An hour or two!” Hannah cried. “You expect me to take three cocks for two hours straight?”

“It would be the best way to level you four,” Blackbast replied. “And if you did it here in my temple, I would earn a killing off of you.”

“What about Frank?” Quinny asked. “He won't get anything, and we will leave him behind. I feel terrible about that.”

“I do, too,” Hannah agreed, then suddenly smiled. “Or, maybe he could earn experience too.”

“What are you talking about?” Blackbast asked. “He will not take his slave master evolution.”

“No,” Hannah said as she held up a hand and dangled a leather loop on one finger. “But he does like to wear a collar.”

“Oh yeah!” Quinny laughed. “He's been putting on one of Hannah's collars and turning it into an inky thing.”

“Incubus,” Hannah corrected. “It's the male form of the succubus.”

“He has been doing this?” Blackbast asked in shock.

“Just so he can fly,” Hannah corrected. “But why couldn't he join us in the sex and wear one to benefit from being both an incubus and a sex slave?”

“He would get experience too,” Quinny said. “He could level with us.”

“Yes,” Blackbast said as she started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” Hannah asked.

“Oh, nothing,” Blackbast replied. “I was just wondering how you would accommodate a fourth lover when you were already balking at the idea of three.”

“With my….” Hannah trailed off as her cheeks blushed. “Umm, I see your point.”

Quinny burst out laughing and suggested that the fourth person could use Hannah’s enormous chest.

“I am not making love to four of you at once,” Hannah protested.

“With five of you, we would break into groups,” Blackbast said. “Three of you in one group and two of you with me. All we have to do is rotate who makes love to Hannah for the bigger reward. We can switch out every day.”

“It’s too bad we can’t get Gwen involved,” Quinny said as she thought of the woman’s super high level.

“Leave our mother out of this,” Hannah protested. “She might be high level, but I don’t need her power leveling me with sex.”

“We are getting off track,” Blackbast said as she turned to the girls. “I need to speak to Frank about what we discovered, and you girls need to set up the room.”

“The room?” Hannah asked as Blackbast smiled.

“Yes, the room,” Blackbast said. “We have decided you need a safe place to study and work on your projects. Now get up and get dressed, and you two can begin setting it up.”

Quinny smiled as she pulled Hannah up, excited for the future. What a wonderful discovery that they could level each other in the most intimate of ways, sharing their love as a family. She looked forward to hearing what Frank thought about it and hoped he would be just as excited. But for now, she would help Hannah with this mysterious room and her plan to recover her memories.