Chapter 112: Gradual Acceptance

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Chapter 112: Gradual Acceptance Another week crawled by, and I found that my wife's reemerging love for storytelling was rather deep, and that the Deerkin would spend time preparing certain stories before telling them to us; I only knew that because, one morning, she awoke before me and was pacing in front of the window. Pretending to be asleep, I listened to her muttering to herself before she sighed, which I took as my signal to 'awaken', offering the woman some advice and comfort. This emergence of storytime also helped everyone in the house remain sane; we had been broaching more extreme carnal pleasures of late, but this allowed us to focus on something for a certain amount of time. Aethisia was the most impacted, as my middle daughter desperately wanted to exercise her muscles in a hunt, but she was incapable of doing so, which resulted in her trying her hardest to workout throughout the day, doing pushups, pull ups, sit ups, and more, all with whatever heavy objects were around the house tied to her. Though, the most interesting was when she had Camara sit on her back and lounge whilst she did her pushups, resulting in my eldest staring down at her sister with a heated gaze. Obviously, we still had sex most of the time, but we had managed to find something to sink our teeth into that wasn't pleasure. It was with these stories that all of us had come to realize that Yiksa had grown on each of us, and that she was managing to fulfill her role as a second 'Dama' quite well, whilst also remaining respectful to everyone. I could tell that she was still stiff in some interactions, and that she was still adjusting to the others, but she seemed to have accepted, and embraced her position. During one of the stories, I focused more on how Yiksa would guide the story through pointed questions, giving Rhefia points she needed to reach whilst also keeping the flow uninterrupted. She seemed happy to be of use, and even more happy to have helped make each of us smile. So, when Rhefia went to grab Kalia, and Aethisia grabbed Camara, I gave my wife a nod and watched as she took my youngest away, the bodacious Dark Elf readily following her 'Dama' to be bred. That left Yiksa and I alone in the kitchen, which instantly created a heavy, awkward atmosphere around us. I was pursing my lips as I tried to meet Yiksa's gaze, but the Dark Elf seemed to want to avoid my own, the guilt on her face evident. Sighing, I reached forwards and grabbed her chin, raising a brow as I chuckled. "Avoiding your Mistress' gaze now, hmm~?" Hearing my playful tone, she shivered as the words entered her ears, letting my mild displeasure be known to her. "S-Sorry, M-Mistress..." That made me shiver in turn, her meekness making something inside of me swell as I looked down on her submissive expression. The Dark Elf stared down at me, her eyes wide as she looked between my lush lips, which I parted slightly, or my buxom breasts, which had erect nipples. Leaning backwards, I placed my arms behind me and puffed out my chest, making me tits shift with each small movement, the large, firm breasts burning with Yiksa's gaze. Licking my lips, I smirked as she took a step forwards, her voice hesitant as she asked "C-Could I d-dare ask Mistress to let me u-use her breasts?" Chuckling, I nodded, watching as she took another step forwards. Feeling her tip sear my cleavage, I grinned up at her as I grabbed my tits and pressed them together, making her moan slightly as her shaft was enveloped by my soft breasts. Holding them steady, I gave her a small nod, letting her know she could move. "I-If I may..." Leaning forwards, she grabbed my shoulders and began to swing her hips forwards, instantly letting out another moan as she began to fuck my tits. Her cock was hot, every inch of her monstrous dick melting my breasts as she slipped it up and down between them, all while her molten like precum began to lather up my cleavage, lubing her cock and allowing her to fuck me faster. I let out a moan of my own as her hips continued to hit my nipples, while her weight and pressure on my shoulders made me feel slightly trapped, triggering my submissive side instantly. Staring up at her contorted face as she slowly reached climax, I enjoyed her cute little pants and her adorable eyes as she narrowed them down at me, before she convulsed, her loud grunt belaying her deluge of thick, sticky cum. I moaned louder as her cock began to spray thick ropes of semen all in-between my mountainous breasts, swiftly filling my cleavage with her sperm before it began to trickle down to my stomach. Yiksa backed away for a moment, her hand instantly on her cock as she rubbed out the remaining ropes of cum, splattering my breasts entirely with her sour, fresh scented semen. Each blast of cum made me pant, my womb dropping instantly at this display of her sexual 'prowess', each rope telling me she not only desired to breed me, but was capable of flooding my eggs with her cum, guaranteeing my impregnation. When Yiksa finally finished spraying her semen all over my tits, she was gasping for air above me, her cock still throbbing with need as she looked down at me. However, she flinched as I barked "Clean this off of me! I said you could fuck them, not drench them!" She instantly nodded her head, looking like a pecking bird as she looked around the room for some kind of cloth. Smirking, I snapped "Use your tongue, pet! Clean your owner off with your tongue, and maybe, just maybe..." Brushing some of her semen off my breast, I licked it off my finger with an erotic display, making her shiver again, before her eyes widened as I whispered "Maybe I'll reward my pet with a good, long mating session... a raw, primal mating session."

Chapter 112: Gradual Acceptance

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