Before Lydia had finished her assertion, John had already tapped the button that removed his clothes. That the queen remained clothed for the moment, he didn’t mind. He grabbed her juicy ass with both hands and leaned upwards to claim her lips. Pulling away just the slightest bit, Lydia denied him his prize. “What makes you assume that you may kiss me after all of that, my love?” she asked in a teasing tone.

“The privilege of being your man,” he said and attacked her open neck. She sighed, doubtlessly sensitive after having had nothing but her own fingers and rubber imitations of his cock to keep her company. While he kissed his way up her neck, her hips continued to grind against him in circular motions. Her lust-swollen pussy lips parted around his girthy member, John could feel it despite the two layers of clothing.

Precum started to stain her dark brown pants. He finally reached her perfect lips and tasted her. Sweetness, iron and citrus aroma filled his mouth, while their tongues wrestled. Heat rose in their bodies, pressed so tightly together they could feel each other’s drumming heartbeat. Soon, Lydia’s own sexual fluids drenched her legwear. Superhuman Libido created an overflow beyond what the wildest horniness would allow.

Suddenly, John toppled Lydia over and made her fall on the leather-wrapped cushions of the couch. Before she could react properly, he had taken both of her hands and pinned them above her head with just one of his own. Lydia struggled, but didn’t break free. She would have if she kept going. While John was physically superior to her, the difference wasn’t enough to keep her down with just one hand – unless she let him.

“And what makes you assume you may keep me down like this?” Lydia hissed, playing up her anger to continue with their little play.

“That you’re my woman,” John responded with his deep, dominating voice and tore open her shirt. Buttons flew and cloth ripped, the sounds repeating when he brutalized her bra, pants and panties in the same fashion. The regal queen shuddered, all of her intact clothing gone in an instant. “I’ll give you something to wear later,” he promised, drinking in the tattered look. Then he sunk into her drenched cunt, going as quickly as tightness allowed him.

Lydia’s spine curved as she shouted lustfully from the slow penetration. The upper edge of the Lover’s Will mark showed between the shreds of where her shirt had been tugged orderly into the belt of her pants. John brushed over it with his knuckles, feeling the bulge his large cock created, and then travelled up to her breasts. He grabbed the soft, sizable meat of her left tit and twisted the nipple on top.

Similarly sadistic groping continued, as he began fucking her properly. “Is this how you imagined getting rid of your anger, huh?” he asked, slapping her jiggling chest between the clapping of his groin against her halfway exposed thighs and butt. “Pinned down and getting abused?”

“Yes, Master!” The well-trained switch gave the perfect answer and animated John to increase his tempo. The queen, who last had sex with him when all of his Perks were still disabled, was screaming from the multiple orgasms he so easily gave her. Each thrust made her pussy gush a little bit, each impact was a jolt of pleasure John could see tense the muscles in her hourglass-shaped body.

“I’m cumming,” he gasped, already on the edge.

“Inside me! Cum inside me!” the queen begged. “Your hot seed – I need it inside me. Fill my cunt, my love!” Her legs closed behind his back and left him little choice in the matter. Not that he cared about anything else than hammering into her pussy. With one final thrust that made the entire couch creak, he pushed into her quivering quim.

One tense moment long, nothing happened. Then a shiver and lightning travelled through his body and his cum flooded her womb. His whole body was strained, both from the rush of pleasure and from the attempt to keep Lydia down. The queen screamed out her ecstasy, spine arched and eyelids fluttering, while repeated spasms caused her to wind around under him. Grabbing her throat and keeping his weight on her wrists, the Gamer managed to keep her down while she felt his hot seed fill her for the first time in over a week.

Mounting pressure on her windpipe soon ended her shout and their orgasms petered out. As soon as Lydia’s thrashing stopped, John bowed down to give her more kisses and loving affection. “Still mad at me?” he asked, when the milking squeezes of her tight fold had calmed to a pleasing pressure.

“I’m appeased,” came the vague answer. “I have my doubts this was the actual Challenge, however.”

“Right,” John nodded and pulled out of her. Even that little movement caused Lydia to sigh wantonly. It took a little bit of force to get her to open her locked legs. “I’m supposed to put the same hypnotic command on three of you. Let’s see…”

The room was filled with women doubtlessly willing to join. A few, such as Sylph and Metra, made that blatantly clear by masturbating as they watched the Gamer do what he did best. A couple engaged with one another, Siena taking great pleasure in bullying an incredibly flushed Gnome. Most of the girls just continued what they were doing, but remained visibly ready to tag in whenever asked or commanded.

Because they would all receive the same hypnotic commands eventually, John hadn’t gotten that Libido-Charisma Perk to limit it to a few of his haremettes, the question at this time was only who he lusted for at the moment. Of course, the answer was all of them, but not everything had to be an orgy. Wanting a counterbalance to the way Siena had wrung him out in the bathtub this morning, John decided to get some of the more submissive elements of his harem involved.

“Eliza, Aclysia, come over here,” he commanded. Aclysia stopped in her inspection of the kitchen to strut over with as much diligence as urgency allowed. By contrast, Eliza jumped over the couch and landed directly in front of his cock. Panting, she bowed down, stopping only when she was so close John could feel her every desperate breath on his wet shaft. With pleading eyes, she stared up. “No,” he told her and got up, while Lydia discarded her ruined clothes. “All three of you, on the couch, chest on the backrest, ass up.”

They hadn’t been visibly wet before, but that changed by the time Aclysia and Eliza heeded that command. The weaponized maid was particularly rewarded for her obedience, moaning loudly as her pussy started to drip. A quick slap on her ass made her cry out, “Master!”

“Ready to submit to me, Aclysia?” he asked.

“Always, Master,” the white-haired Artificial Spirit swooned. “My services are yours – now and forever.”

“Lydia?”

“You already know my commitment to you, my love.”

“How about you, Eliza?”

“Use me!”

John couldn’t help but chuckle a little at the directness. He gave her ass a nice smack as well, and the pretty little psycho would have cum at that moment if John hadn’t been keeping her climax suppressed through Lover’s Will. Afterwards, he brushed over her hot, smooth skin.

“Listen to my voice,” the Gamer spoke softly, letting the magic of the Perk flow through his words. “Close your eyes and be still, be at peace.” Eliza’s butt was in the middle of the three. By courtesy of her smaller frame, it was the smallest of the bunch. “Let go of your worries, your thoughts. You can follow them another time. Right now, all that is important is your wellbeing, my voice and my touch.” His fingertips trailed over to Lydia’s butt. Although she and Eliza both had hourglass figures, Lydia’s was more balanced. That made her ass feel a bit smaller, due to the proportions involved, and she didn’t have Eliza’s almost absurdly thick thighs either. Regardless, it was a beautiful round rump, especially with his cum dripping from her drenched cunt. “Take a slow breath in through your nose and hold it… hold it… hold it… through your mouth, slowly let it go.” Taking a second tour over Eliza’s butt, his hand soon reached Aclysia. She was by far the most bottom-heavy of the three. Her pear-shaped figure came both from the figurine used to make her and John’s taste in round and firm backsides.

As he continued to talk to them in the hypnotic voice, their positions slightly changed. From the clearly intentional exposing of raised rears, they went to a more slouched and relaxed position. They were more kneeling on the cushions and resting their heads on the backrest than they were offering themselves to get fucked next. John was fine with this, it only showed that things were working.

“I’ll count down from five and with each number you will become more and more relaxed. When I reach zero, you will be in a deep trance. My voice will be your thoughts and you will be eager to let my words imprint on you. 5… 4… 3… halfway there now, there is nothing but my voice… 2… 1… 0…” There was a visible slump between all of them, signalling that everything had gone without a hitch. ‘Five minutes to get them in a trance… could just be the trust they have for me, but I guess the voice helps a lot as well.’ “In a moment, I will ask if you are under my control and you will be permitted to answer once. Are you under my control?”

“”Yes, Master,”” the three answered in unison.

“Good. Now. Each and every time, I, and only I, snap my fingers,” he demonstrated the sound for good measure, “and say the word ‘trance’, your mind becomes clear and you fall back into this deeply relaxed state. In a moment, I will ask if you understand. If you do, repeat what I told you. Do you understand?”

“”Yes, Master. Each and every time you, and only you, snap your fingers and say the word ‘trance’, my mind becomes clear and I fall back into this deeply relaxed state.”

“Good. Now, I want you to remember the horniest you have ever been,” he said, deciding to crank the heat back up. Jack formed on the other side of the couch, while the Gamer’s groping got a little more demanding. The perfect copy of the Gamer exuded his cologne, a smell affiliated with many lustful hours, especially if it came directly from his crotch. “Take a deep breath,” he motivated them further, “hold it. Indulge in the smell. Let go. Remember the horniest you have ever been. Breathe in. Hold it. Recall the situation in which you most craved the release of an orgasm. Hold it. Recall the heat deep inside you, needing an outlet. Release.” The exhales were audible sighs of desire. “Recall just how wet you became and how much you wanted my cock.” The butts under his hands wiggled and pussies started to drip. “Now, each and every time, I, and only I, snap my fingers,” he demonstrated the sound, “and ask ‘are you horny?’ you will be the horniest you have ever been. Beyond that, each and every time I, and only I, snap my fingers and ask ‘are you horny?’ you will feel even hornier than before. You will be hotter and more bothered than ever before in your life and you know that only I can properly satisfy you. Now,” he snapped his fingers, “are you horny?”

“…yes…” a tiny answer came from Lydia, the other two just moaned and all three groggily lifted their asses again. Minds switched from pure relaxation to pure desire.

Snap. “Are you horny?” he repeated, keeping his hands to himself. Their little movements became more pronounced, their pussy juices started to drip. Snap. “Are you horny? You get more hot and bothered each time I ask ‘are you horny?’ – You can’t want anything else than sex.” Snap. “Are you horny?” Their breathing had accelerated to a loud panting, animalistic sound of need. Another snap, a different command. “Trance.”

They all suddenly relaxed and John opened his menu. The Challenge had been successfully beaten, but he wouldn’t have been himself if he stopped there. Before getting the Perk, he would take advantage of the situation he had now created.

“In a moment, I will awaken one of you. You will snap out of your trance and be wide awake. The commands I imprinted on you during your trance will continue to work in your awake state. You will feel refreshed and be able to remember everything that happened. Now, each and every time I, and only I, start a command with the name or names of one or many of you, only those named will be affected by the command. Each and every time, I, and only I, snap my fingers and say the words ‘wide awake’, you awaken from your trance.” He snapped his fingers, “Eliza, wide awake.” He waited for the middle girl to stretch and roll her neck. “How are you feeling?”

“Great, really fucking great, somehow,” the pretty little sub slut answered and looked to either side of her. “So, this is how being skullfucking deep inside a trance looks like?”

“I think you have other issues.” John and Jack grinned, as the former snapped and asked, “Eliza, are you horny?”

Her eyes immediately grew dull with lust and her ass shot up into a breedable position. “Yes-sshhhh,” she started with a normal answer, but her tone got slurred when Jack squished her pretty face between his fingers.

“I couldn’t hear you, I asked-“ Snap. “-Eliza, are you horny?” Her mouth opened to answer, but Jack already rammed his cock down her throat before she could. Another snap, while John positioned himself behind her ass, “Eliza, are you horny?” The answer lay in the overflow of love juices that ran down her thighs. Euphoric screams reverberated in Jack’s cock, while the Gamer’s real body slammed into her hot, tight cunt.

Eliza turned into an excited mess in a matter of seconds. Her wild, white and blue hair was dishevelled even further while Jack clawed into it to give his merciless face-fucking the proper force. Saliva dripped down her lips and chin, mixed with other, thicker fluids. A series of spanks made her pussy tighten and her bubble butt jiggle more than the heavy thrusts did. Her eyes rolled upwards, until only the lower half of her irises was visible.

The pounding continued at max tempo, even as John and Jack came. As wave after wave of cum filled the baby crazy submissive, her ass and face were still getting ravaged by repeated impacts. Pussy juice poured down on the couch in the first moments of her multi-orgasmic high. He let her take in all of his seed, then he snapped his fingers.

“Eliza, trance.” The command was heeded as best she could. Her body continued to quiver from aftershocks and her pervert instincts were too strong to not lick his cock on the way out of her throat. Once he was out, she was mostly still, however. Another snap, and he said, “Aclysia, wide awake.”

“Yes, Master,” she responded instinctively, while opening her eyes.

He went through the same spiel with her. “Aclysia, are you horny?”

“Always for you, Master,” Aclysia sighed, stretching out her bubble butt. “Please use my body to alleviate your lust.”

“Hmm,” John hummed and smiled. “No, no, I don’t think I will.” Snap. “Aclysia, are you horny?”

“Yesh, Masterrr,” her answer was now slightly slurred, the wiggling of her ass even more inviting. “I’ve made it my greatest joy in life to be your servant. Please, beloved Master, let me serve you.”

“No, I don’t think you get it.” John grinned and snapped his fingers again and again as he kept uttering the trigger phrase. “Aclysia, are you horny?” The weaponized maid breathed in bursts now, a gooey string of pussy juice dripping all the way to the cushion. “Aclysia, are you horny?” The wiggle of her ass was now almost demanding. “Aclysia, are you horny?”

“YES!” she shouted, dropping the honorific. “My John, I need you to fuck me! Make me cum with your perfect cock, please, just let me orgasm over and over again. Cum inside me, ravage my throat, make me feel good!” A pause and a smack on her ass. “My John!” she howled in frustrated veneration. Then her mouth was filled up.

“Some selfishness is sexy sometimes.” John grinned as he penetrated her from behind. Grabbing her meaty ass, he fucked her with powerful thrusts. Her throat, however, he left to her to fill with his cock. With a hand on her head more patting than guiding her, Aclysia was free to suck him off in whatever wild fashion the ripples of the repeated penetrations allowed her. Repeated orgasms made it sloppy and slow, but John still enjoyed it all the way until he filled her with cum on both ends. Once his orgasm was over, he snapped his fingers. “Aclysia, trance.”

He took a short pause and sat down next to Lydia. Once he felt ready for the final stretch, he snapped his fingers. “Lydia, wide awake,” he commanded, followed by, “Lydia, are you horny?” three times as she woke up.

Three seemed to be the magic number as Lydia barely managed to move. Her words were strained, but clearly formulated. “Do you insist on teasing me as well?”

“No, come here,” he said and pulled her over his groin. With one swift descent, Lydia was impaled on his cock and howled at the ceiling. “Already cumming? You really are needy.” John grinned, taking a proper hold of her thighs and then standing up. Lydia held onto his neck instinctively, but her back came to rest against Jack’s chest before she could have fallen over. “This wouldn’t be a return to form for me without taking your favourite hole, right, my perverted queen?”

“YEASSHHHH,” she screamed in ecstasy, but it was likely more of a reaction to the well-lubricated cock widening her sphincter. Large as his phallus was, the anal-addicted pervert barely saw it as a foreign object anymore. She stayed entirely relaxed back there, even as her pussy clenched, letting him stretch her asshole until he could fuck both holes.

Making her bounce with simultaneous thrusts, the Gamer kept a steady pace. There was no need for any more creativity in this situation, only to keep the pleasure and Lydia cumming. Her fingers dug into his firm back. It was only a barely noticeable clawing, the short fingernails keeping it from being a painful experience. John silenced her with his lips. He tasted her, indulged her, satisfied her, and then came.

One more double-load of his vast quantity of magically enhanced cum splurged into one of his girls, filling up both of Lydia’s holes in one go. Completely sandwiched by the man she loved, his lips on hers and her neck, the queen was in a different kind of trance. She switched repeatedly and in unsteady intervals between completely limp and rigid. She was silent, then she let out a muffled scream. Her eyelids fluttered, then she managed to focus for just a moment, before it slipped from her again. When the last drop had been drawn from his cocks, the Gamer pulled back from her ruby red lips.