Princess Hannah of the Jade Harem CH 29

Blackbast's temple was quiet as Hannah lay back on the bed and spread her legs for her master. Frank stood in his ghoul form at the side of the bed, his towering frame dominating her view. Quinny and Umtha soaked in the tub across the room, the two women kissing as their hands began to wander. Breanne and Blackbast were on a nearby couch, with Blackbast's hand firmly between Breanne's legs. The whole family had come to the temple to make love, but Hannah relayed a chance encounter. While at her tower gathering some things, she noticed Roric and Family outside the graveyard, so she flew down to speak with them.

“So what were they doing?” Frank asked as he spread Hannah's legs wide, his cold, ghoul cock resting on her stomach.

Hannah trembled to know what was about to happen as Frank teased her with his cock. He thrust his hips forward, his cock reaching between her breasts just to show he deeply he was going to fuck her body. She stammered out a reply, telling him that Roric and his group intended to raid his dungeon for experience. They hoped to use the dungeon to level up, growing stronger so they could help defend the kingdom from serious threats.

“They made it sound like they were going to keep coming back and try to earn some experience every day,” Hannah said.

“We need to do something like that,” Breanne moaned as Blackbast expertly rubbed at her clit. “We should keep leveling as well.”

“We should,” Frank agreed as he pulled back, his cock sliding across Hannah’s stomach. It dropped between her legs as she tensed, her body expecting to be punished. Frank held still, the tip of his cock chilling the folds of her pussy.

“Don't tease me,” Hannah groaned as she tugged her legs to find his iron grip unbreakable. Her hands clutched at the bed as he slowly shoved in, her body taking his massive cock with careless ease. She was a Lilim, an evolved version of a succubus, and her body was made for sex. On top of it, she was a sex slave, and her magical slave collar made sex an amazing experience. She felt the chill of Frank's cock rising inside as her body instantly began to shake. With a cry, she had her first orgasm, her slave collar causing one instantly.

“I can't wait until I am high enough to have an instant orgasm,” Quinny said from the tub.

“How far away from it are you?” Frank asked as Hannah arched her back, clutching the bed for dear life as Frank pressed on her lungs from inside.

“Eight levels,” Quinny replied. “I am getting a decent amount of experience from people playing in the forest, but it’s still slow.”

“I am not getting much,” Breanne cried out as Blackbast brought her close to an orgasm. “Not many people play in my haunted swamp.”

“You should all play in my temple more often, “Blackbast purred. “You would find the experience gain very enjoyable.”

“That’s deep enough,” Hannah cried as Frank pressed in.

“You're a sex slave,” Frank said. “You take it as deep as I want you to.” He illustrated his point by lifting her rear from the bed by her ankles, causing her body to swallow more of him. She thrashed with a deep groan as he finally filled her. With a rapid pant, she tensed for the next part, and this time, he didn't keep her waiting. He held her legs firmly as he burst into motion, sending her voice soaring in sharp cries with every thrust.

Her world melted into brutal sexual tension as a cold hard cock pounded her mercilessly. It competed with the devilish heat of her pussy that tried to contain his powerful thrusts. Hannah twisted and turned as her master fucked her like a whore, her shoulders the only part of her body on the bed. Her legs danced in his grip as her hips fought against his thrusts. The sensation of his cock pounding her body was maddening, and her next orgasm was only seconds behind.

She screamed out as her stomach stretched, the path of his cock visible under her skin. Frank continued his punishment, the sound of their sex becoming rapid wet slaps as she ran like a river with honey. Hannah spread her arms wide as her tail tied around his leg, desperate to find something to hold on to. Frank never slowed or showed any kind of mercy as he fucked her silly while the others watched. Her third orgasm came less than a minute later, followed quickly by four and five. Her breasts danced in a wild display as ropes of sweet honey flew from her body with every wet smack.

“I love watching him fuck her,” Quinny said as she leaned on the side of the tub. “She likes it rough.”

“I don't… I don't… I don't…” Hannah panted, unable to finish her sentence. “I don't always like it…” she managed to get out, but Frank shoved hard while pulling her into him. “Oh, god, yes!” she cried as she came again. “I love it rough!”

Frank through her legs wide as he leaned over, his muscular chest pinning her to the. He ground her body into dust with her legs spread wide to his sides. She lost track of the orgasms, but when he stopped, she nearly cried. His orgasm left her pussy seeping with his gift as he pulled away and took his love-soaked cock to Breanne.

Hannah lay there panting as Breanne began to cry out, Frank pinning her back to the wall as she wrapped her legs around him. Their sex was just as loud as the ghoul master made a feast of his slave girls.

“That was wonderful,” Hannah moaned as soft hands crawled up her stomach and Quinny's wet body fell on top of her. “Oh, hey, sweetheart,” Hannah said as she brushed the hair from her little angel's face.

“You came so many times,” Quinny said as she stared into Hannah’s eyes.

“Well, you know how our master is,” Hannah smiled before leaning up for a kiss. She danced her tongue with Quinny's for a bit, then lay back as Umtha joined them to begin the task of massaging Hannah’s body. Hannah rolled to her stomach and let her angels work their magic, soothing every inch of her skin with their delicate fingers.

“Oh, I love my girls,” Hannah moaned as Quinny licked at her rear.

“You have taken to this life well,” Blackbast said as she sat on the edge of the bed and used her claws to stroke through Hannah’s beautiful red hair. “You are a wonderful slave girl and a good master to those girls under you.”

“I like having my girls,” Hannah said, rolling her hips while Quinny licked around her plug. She turned over as the girls reached her delicate center and spread her legs wide while her dark angels leaned in. Hannah's smile went wide as two hungry tongues licked at her flower, savoring the flavor of her sex with Frank. Blackbast leaned over and kissed her, the two dancing with tongues while her body spiraled toward another orgasm.

It came shortly after Frank had his, filling Breanne with his ice-cold gift. She clung to him for safety, her hands clutching at his back as she heaved for breath. Frank carried her to the bed and lay her beside Hannah, who pulled Breanne to her chest.

“That’s it,” Hannah said in a soothing voice as Breanne tucked in tightly. “Just relax and let me hold you.”

Frank sat beside them on the bed, putting an arm around Blackbast as he looked confused.

“What did you mean they should play in your temple more?” Frank asked.

“I was telling them how to earn experience,” Blackbast replied. “They are succubi and sex slaves. They earn experience by having sex. I earn experience whenever Hannah or her girls have sex in my temple, and Hannah earns a little from her succubi.”

“But Frank isn’t tied to that chain,” Quinny said.

“No, he would have to earn his experience the normal way,” Blackbast replied. “But, in Hannah’s case, she could earn experience very quickly by having sex.”

“I don't think that's right,” Hannah said as she pulled Breanne tighter. “I have been having a lot of sex and haven't leveled.”

“Have you checked?” Frank asked as he grew curious.

“No,” Hannah admitted as she felt strange. “Why are we even talking about this?”

“Because Roric's idea is smart,” Frank said. “Look at the people who don't like us and how powerful they are. They threaten our kingdom, and only Gwen is high enough to challenge them. She is vastly outnumbered, and if things did come to blows, we would be of little help to her. If we could find a way to level quickly, it would probably be wise to do it.”

“But how much experience do we actually get from sex?” Umtha asked as she sat back.

“Let’s find out,” Frank said as he looked at Hannah. “Open your panel. I want to see your experience history.”

“Frank, I feel embarrassed about that,” Hannah countered. “My husband reading the list of all the other men I have had sex with.”

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” Blackbast said as she opened her own panel. She tapped through the pages, going to her experience history so Frank could see it. “You see, this is how much I get for having sex, and this is how I get when she has sex in my temple.”

“That’s a decent amount,” Frank said as he pointed to some numbers.

“I am so embarrassed this is happening,” Hannah groaned and put her hands over her face.

“I wonder how much I get,” Quinny said as she pulled away from Hannah.

“Hey, I was enjoying that,” Hannah quipped, but Quinny only smiled and opened her panel. “Oh, I get about as much as fighting a monster close to my level.” She held the screen up for Frank to see, and he nodded before looking back to Hannah.

“Oh, fine,” Hannah groaned. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She held up her arm and tapped away as Breanne turned on her chest to see the resultant display. They all leaned in close to read the long list of lovers as Hannah tried not to blush.

“You made love to that druid five times already?” Breanne gasped.

“Look at how many times she had sex with Roric,” Quinny said as she pointed to a long column.

“I was their wedding present,” Hannah protested. “What did you think I was doing all that time?”

“There's that man in the temple,” Quinny said as she smiled at Hannah. “Thank you for doing this with me.”

“Sweety, I wasn’t going to leave you to do this alone,” Hannah said and held her free arm out. Quinny climbed into the bed, snuggling to Hannah as Blackbast scrolled down the long list.

“Have you made love to every girl in the harem?” Blackbast asked as she leaned in closer to see the list. “It’s like you were trying to collect them.”

“What?” Hannah countered. “I was told I had to play with them.”

“Sheesh, some of them are on here a dozen times,” Quinny laughed. “Who is Stariel? She’s on here all over the place.”

“She’s a nymph, and I happen to like her,” Hannah argued.

“And you say you haven’t leveled,” Blackbast laughed and tapped her screen to back up. “What level were you before you joined the harem?”

“I don’t know,” Hannah said with a shrug. “I think it was fifty-four.”

“Oh my gosh!” Quinny burst out when they got to her main sheet. “She's sixty-two now!”

“What!” Heather cried and bolted up as she displaced Breanne. She pulled the panel to her face and gawked at the number, unable to believe what she was seeing. “How could that happen?”

“I don’t know, maybe it’s the constant sex you keep having,” Breanne said.

“It wasn’t that much,” Hannah insisted as Frank took hold of her arm and held it to Blackbast.

“Take her back to the history,” Frank said. “My hands are too clumsy to do it.”

Hannah watched as a smiling Blackbast took her back and brought up the history. Then Frank had her organize it by weeks, providing a total at the bottom.

“You had sex seventy-two times in one week?” Breanne laughed. “That's more than ten times a day.”

“Talk about power leveling,” Quinny added. “If we put her in the brothel, she could level to one hundred in a week.”

“Hey, I was just playing my role,” Hannah insisted.

“You are averaging ten partners a day,” Blackbast said as she studied the numbers. “But I am getting little of this because most of it is in the harem chambers.”

“You still get points when I have sex, though?” Hannah asked.

“My class requires you to serve the temple,” Blackbast said. “You must do it here, or I see nothing.”

“But Hannah’s succubi can do it anywhere,” Frank said. “Sort it so it only shows the rewards coming from the other girls.”

Hannah blushed as the list showed dozens more encounters. She was getting experience every time Breanne, Quinny, and Umtha made love. With the three girls helping to boost her rate, she was leveling unbelievably fast.

“We could power level her to the moon,” Quinny said as she looked over the chart and then glared at Breanne. “Have a thing for Evalynn, do you?”

“That wasn’t a secret,” Breanne countered. “We make love almost every day.”

“Look at Umtha and Gisley go,” Hannah said as she looked at the list. “When are you two finding so much time to make love?”

“We make love in the dream at night,” Umtha said as she blushed. “She likes the green color of my skin.”

“Wait! We can get experience from making love in the dreams?” Hannah choked.

“That can't be possible? can it?” Breanne asked.

“Can we sort the rewards by time?” Frank asked as he squinted to see.

“Let me see,” Blackbast replied and tapped through the options. She found a way to show the time and date of the rewards, and sure enough, some of them happened late at night.

“We can level in our sleep,” Quinny laughed.

“This is ridiculous,” Hannah said. “This is the easiest class to play ever. All you have to do is have sex.”

“How is the experience rewarded exactly?” Frank asked, so Blackbast tapped a reward to see more detail.

“It looks like you get a continual stream for the duration of the sex and then a boost at the end when the partner finishes,” Breanne said as they all studied the screen.

“Does that work the same way for women?” Quinny asked. “Pull up one of her thousand lesbian encounters.”

“Oh, ha, ha,” Hannah fused as Blackbast laughed and pulled up an encounter with Stariel.

“No, it’s different,” Blackbast said.

“It’s slower,” Frank replied. “She’s getting less for the duration and tiny boosts when she orgasms, but no big reward at the end.”

“So sex with men is more rewarding,” Quinny surmised.

“Why is the reward at the end different for similar encounters?” Breanne asked as she pointed to two sessions. “These are both with Frank, but she made more on this one.”

“Why is that?” Blackbast agreed as she tapped between the two to study them. “Look, the one where she got more lasted longer. The final reward must be based on how long the sex took to get to it.”

“So a longer session is better?” Quinny asked.

“Or would quantity be better?” Breanne added. “It might be better to have a bunch of short sessions than one long one.”

“We should test it,” Frank suggested as he leaned back.

Hannah looked at him with a raised brow before daring to ask how he intended to test it.

“You need to have sex with a bunch of people in a row,” Frank said. “Get them all through in less than an hour, then you have sex with one person for the same amount of time, and we compare the numbers.”

“Why do I have to do it?” Hannah asked. “We have three other slave girls.”

“They all need to level, but your levels are the most important,” Frank replied. “You're the one with five classes and with whom we all share essence. The higher your level is, the better it is for us all.”

“But, then, I have to be a whore,” Hannah said as she put her panel away and folded her arms around herself. “Are you sure you are alright with this?”

“I told you,” Frank said, putting a hand around her waist. “This is a fantasy of mine. I always wanted a harem of sexy girls to serve me. I like controlling your sex life, and I want you to get every forest tattoo there is.”

“Besides, You have already had sex with four other men,” Breanne said. “What’s a dozen more?”

“It's just this is so unlike me,” Hannah sighed. “I worry the crown is pushing me into this. What if we find out this woman is tampering with my mind, and I don't really want this.”

“Take it off,” Frank said. “Take it off and tell me you feel any different.”

Hannah sighed and folded her hands in her lap as she looked down. Her heart was in turmoil, a mixture of excitement and worry as she faced this potential. Her rational mind said this was crazy, but a lustful feminine beast lurked inside and urged her to happily accept. It wanted this to happen, and the more she thought about it, the more she started to tremble.

“You promise me you won’t hate me for doing this?” Hannah asked as she looked at Frank.

“Hannah,” Frank said with a commanding voice. “I am ordering you to do it. You will do it here in Blackbast’s temple so we can see how her numbers change as well.”

“Where do we find a bunch of men to make love to her that we can tell about the temple? We can't just pick people from the city. They will run back and tell everyone where the temple is, and it will be swarming with players.”

“The rogues guild,” Frank replied. “They already know about the temple, and there are over a dozen of them.”

“You want to let Santos and rogues guild fuck me?” Hannah asked in shock.

“He already knows about you and can keep a secret,” Frank said.

“I have a question,” Quinny said as she hugged Hannah. “How much do we earn if we make love to each other in the temple?”

“The master making love to her slave in the temple,” Blackbast said with a purr. “It might work, but it wouldn’t be as good as if it were a man.”

“But we can do that,” Quinny said. “As succubi, we can become men or go full futinari.”

“What are we talking about?” Hannah said as Frank stared at her. “Oh, why do I have a terrible feeling I am about to regret taking this class?”

“Let’s test it,” Frank said. “Hannah, make love to Quinny as a man.”

“What? No. Frank, please don’t make me do that,” Hannah begged. “I don’t like the idea of being a man.”

“Why would that bother you?” Blackbast asked as she rubbed Hannah’s back. “I used the figurine to be a man many times and made love to many women.”

“I don’t know why it bothers me so much, but it does,” Hannah said as she looked down.

“Hey,” Quinny said and hugged her. “Then do the futinari thing. That way, you can stay a woman but have sex like a man.”

“I don't know what that means,” Hannah said with a blush. Quinny leaned in and whispered in her ear, describing how it worked as Hannah blushed even harder.

“We can do that?” Hannah gasped.

“Do you ever read your powers in full detail?” Breanne asked.

“I skip some of the more exotic ones,” Hannah admitted.

“Come on,” Quinny said as she got up and pulled at Hannah's arm. “This way, you can be a girl and still make love to me like a man.”

“I don't know about this,” Hannah said as she was pulled from the bed. Her stomach churned as Quinny took her to a nearby table and smiled. She lay back on the table and put her legs around Hannah's waist, pulling her in before reaching up to cradle Hannah's face.

“Now make love to me,” Quinny said. “Use your power to change, then take me.”

“Quinny, I am so nervous,” Hannah replied. “I mean, what’s this going to feel like?”

“Let’s find out together,” Quinny said. “I want to be the first one you make love to like this. Please, can I be your first?”

Hannah saw the pleading look in the little succubi's eyes as her stomach twisted. She couldn't believe they were discussing ways to level up by having rampant sex. Now, she was expected to make love to Quinny using a power from her class she had put out of her mind. With a sigh, she concentrated on the change and nearly jumped when a firm cock grew to rest on Quinny's stomach.

“I can't do this,” Hannah said and went to back away, but Quinny locked her legs.

“Hannah, please. I love you,” Quinny said as she reached down, her gentle hands taking hold of Hannah's cock. Hannah's body twitched as Quinny began to stroke lovingly, the sensation below stirring something inside. She felt a need to have Quinny's body growing rapidly into an insatiable hunger and wondered if this was what men felt.

“Just go slow,” Quinny said as she guided Hannah down, pressing the firm cock between her folds. Hannah let out a soft sigh as she felt the warmth of Quinny's pussy wrap around her hard cock. It was the most pleasing sensation in the world, and she couldn't help but push, eager to feel her entire cock buried in that warm flesh.

“Oooh,” Quinny moaned and reached back up, pulling Hannah over to lay on her chest. She held Hannah’s face with her legs locked behind her, enticing her to begin.

“Make love to me,” Quinny begged and chewed on her lower lip.

“You are a harlot,” Hannah said but slowly began to work her hips. She was shocked at how soothing this sensation felt and how she hungered for more. Every thrust made her need for Quinny grow until all she wanted was to keep going and listen to the woman moan.

Quinny looked up with an expression of pure love as she moaned softly. Their lips were inches apart as they moaned at one another, sharing a moment of profound power that Hannah had never known before. She had made love to Quinny plenty of times, but this was different. She felt like she was consuming Quinny, taking her love and passion like never before. The more Quinny surrendered, the more Hannah wanted her until the hunger was all-consuming. She settled into a slow, deep thrust as the two became one like never before.

“I feel like a part of you,” Hannah said as she looked into eyes of pure love.

“I want you to be a part of me,” Quinny replied in a soft gasp. “I want you to own me.”

“I will,” Hannah said as she couldn't believe the intensity of the moment. It was very different from what she felt when a man made love to her. She felt the sexual pleasure coursing through her veins, driving her to want to surrender so it would continue. But as a man, she felt more of a sense of binding. As if by this act, she and Quinny were becoming one in a way that was almost divine. There was an all-consuming hunger that made her want to hold and love this being with every ounce of her soul. She wanted this, needed it, to be one with her sweet, dark angel. She leaned down to kiss the beautiful woman below her and shared a dance of tongues as their love went to new levels.

“Well, now I am jealous that you didn’t have her make love to me,” Breanne quipped from the bed.

“I am, too,” Umtha said sourly. “I want her to love me like that.”

“She loves you both just as much,” Blackbast said. “But this is her first experience of what it's like, and the power is taking her to a new height of love.”

“They are beautiful,” Frank said as they watched. “I want you all to make love like this every day.”

“Sadly, I cannot take such a form,” Blackbast said as they watched Quinny’s tail sway between Hannah’s legs. Quinny eventually groaned, throwing her head back as she had her first orgasm. She stroked Hannah’s face, groaning in delight as the sex went on.

“Quinny, I love you,” Hannah panted between thrusts. “I need to have you!”

“Take me,” Quinny cried as she looked deep into Hannah's soul. “Take me all your heart desires.”

“Is this how men feel when they make love to me?” Hannah said, her mind unable to believe how wonderful this felt.

“Yes,” Blackbast replied as her soft hand touched Hannah's back. “Look down and see the love in her eyes. This is how you respond to all men who make love to you. The sheer joy and happiness you are feeling right now is how they all feel when you surrender to them.”

“I had no idea,” Hannah said.

“Nothing is greater than a woman’s affection and comfort freely given out of a desire to share love,” Blackbast said. “Remember that as the men to come look down on you and say they need you.”

Hannah drifted into a world of bliss as she dreamed of future sexual encounters. She looked into Quinny's loving eyes and leaned down for another kiss. She couldn't believe how much she loved this woman and every member of her family. Over the last few months, her family had grown and grown until now; the entire harem was a part of her heart. She was a princess over a family of nearly a hundred, and she loved every one of her sisters in the harem. She couldn't imagine a better way to live her life than to wrap her arms around one of her sisters and make love until sleep took them away.