Dungeon Master 3

by Eric Vall

  “Next time we’ll do it with Annalíse and Morrigan,” I said, and the other two women nodded.

  Then we lay back and sighed in contentment as our bodies lost all their tension.

  I lost track of the time, but eventually, I heard noises down the tunnel. Both Ranna and Carmedy’s ears twitched at the sounds, and they both smiled.

  “Dinner?” I asked, and they nodded.

  “I see some robes hanging up,” Rana said as she pointed to the far side of the cavern.

  “Let us feast then,” I replied, and then I rose out of the steaming water and held out my hands for Carmedy and Rana. They each took one, and I let my eyes roam over their glistening bodies as they stepped out of the spring.

  We donned white cotton robes and then made our way back through the tunnel to the main room of our suite. When we arrived, we saw two cat-girl servants setting up the last of the plates on the dining room table. They both bowed to us, and then I gave each of them a few gold pieces once they finished.

  “So much food!” Carmedy exclaimed as she skipped around the large table. She was correct since there were at least ten covered plates, two bottles of wine, four pitchers of ice water, and a trio of pies. The cat-girl’s big green eyes almost immediately drifted to the desserts, but then Rana lifted up one of the silver plate covers and exposed a small roasted pig.

  “Wow,” the fox whistled, and then the three of us pulled off the other lids. There was cooked goose with orange sauce, baked salmon over a bed of lemon and dill, various loaves of bread, green salads with oil dressing, green sprouts sauteed in butter and bacon, baked squash with dusted cinnamon on top, and fried eel.

  I poured the wine while the women stacked three plates high with samples of each type of food, then we chatted, laughed, ate, and drank for the next hour or so. Carmedy was in heaven, and she let out a moan of pleasure every time she took a sip of the wine or a bite of the delicious food. She ate probably twice as much as Rana and I did, but neither one of us were surprised when she began eating the pies.

  “You actually have a separate stomach for desserts,” she explained as she started on the last one. “The ‘dinner’ stomach closes once you are done with dinner, and then the ‘dessert’ one opens up and makes room for all the sweet stuff. It’s really useful.”

  “You are too funny, kitty.” Rana laughed, then she winked at me and took a sip of her wine. The fox-girl’s face was in a permanent blush now, and she had spent most of dinner giving me sideways glances.

  “I like making people happy!” Carmedy said around a mouthful of pie. “Especially if it involves food!”

  Rana and I laughed again at the cat’s antics, and then we retired from the table so that we could sit on the couches near the fire. There were three couches, and even though there was room for all of us on one, we each took a separate one.

  “I don’t think I could eat anything else,” Carmedy sighed as she lay back on the couch. “At least until morning.”

  “That’s so far away though,” Rana teased.

  “I know,” Carmedy sighed, “but I wonder what kind of breakfast foods they have here. Do you think they have coffee cake? Maybe pancakes or sweet muffins? Oh, maybe they have breakfast pie?”

  “Breakfast pie?” I asked. “I have never heard of such a thing.”

  “It’s a quiche,” Rana explained.

  “Oh no, silly,” Carmedy corrected the fox. “A breakfast pie is just like a normal pie, but you eat it for breakfast.”

  “But that’s just a pie,” Rana said as she wrinkled her nose.

  “But… for… breakfast…” Carmedy said between yawns. Then her head rolled to the side, and she began to snore.

  “That was sudden,” I chuckled as I glanced at my minion. Her robe was slightly open so that I could see the curves of the sides of her breasts, and her legs were spread so that one of them hung over the backrest of the couch.

  “Cats,” Rana snickered, “they can sleep anywhere as long as they have a full belly. Speaking of sleep, I can just stay on the couch here, if you want to take the bed.”

  “No,” I said as I sipped the last of my wine and then stood. “We will both sleep in the bed tonight.”

  “Uhh, like, you mean sleep, sleep, or like…” her voice trailed off, and her mouth opened slightly as she looked across the fire at me.

  “Come,” I said as I beckoned her with my fingers.

  She stared at me for a few moments, and the orange fire from the pit contrasted with her eyes like a spinning storm.

  “I… ahhh… I… don’t know.”

  “Oh?” I asked as I raised an eyebrow.

  “Look, demon man, I like you and all. I mean, you are better than most men, but you are still like this god person who wants to take over the world. You are gonna help my family, and I am thankful for that, but I ahhh… I mean, you are with Morrigan and Carmedy, and… I dunno. I guess--”

  “Does it matter that I make love to Carmedy and Morrigan if I also make love to you?” I asked.

  “Well, uhh it doesn’t matter, I guess,” she said as she scratched the back of her neck. “Male fox-kin can have multiple wives. I, ahhh, I dunno, I guess it’s just a trust thing. I have a problem trusting others. You know that.”

  “But you do trust me,” I said.

  “Yeah,” she said with a soft sigh, but she still didn’t look at me.

  “Carmedy talked about the ghost noises that Morrigan made from our room,” I said. “You have sharper ears than her, so you heard me pleasure her, correct?”

  “Uhhh, yeah,” Rana said, and she somehow blushed more.

  “So, you know I would give you incredible pleasure when I make love to you?”

  Rana didn’t answer. Instead, the fox-girl looked down into the fire and cleared her throat as her tail began to thump against the couch.

  “I’m not going to call you ‘Master,’ you know,” she finally said as she stared into the fire.

  “Yes, you are,” I replied. “You will moan it all night tonight.”

  Then I turned and walked away from the couches and into the bedroom.

  The fire in the bedroom was still going strong, and I pulled the robe off my body and hung it on one of the chairs by the small breakfast table. When I turned back to the bed, I saw Rana standing in the doorway. Her tail was wagging frantically from side to side, and my eyes glanced down to look at it.

  “Stupid tail always gives me away,” she growled.

  Then she closed the door behind her.

  We met each other on the plush bed. We were full from our feast, but our lips were hungry for each other’s passion. I drank from her mouth, and then my tongue trailed down her chin, neck, and chest before I sucked on one of her pert nipples. Her back arched as she pressed against me, and she gasped when I ripped the robe from her lithe body and moved to lick her other nipple.

  My tongue explored the rest of her body until I was finally sliding it in and out of her wet tunnel. She gasped each time I licked her, and I felt her climax slowly begin to build toward a shattering conclusion. When it hit her, she dug her nails into my hair, bucked her hips, and then slammed her head back into one of the down-filled pillows.

  “That… amazing… ahhhh…” Her words came out in heated breaths, and she ran her fingers over her breasts as another tremor shook her body.

  I slid my face away from her legs and came up on my knees as I positioned my tip at the lips of her opening. She parted a bit as I slid across her wetness, and she let out a hiss of annoyance.

  “Do you want this?” I growled.

  “Yessss,” she said as she tried to push her hips down so that I would slide into her.

  “What is my name?” I asked.

  “Uhhhggh, just… please!” Rana begged.

  “What is my name?” I whispered.

  “Please, Master,” she groaned. “Please make love to me, Master.”

  “Very good, Rana,” I said, and then we both let out sighs of pleasure when our bodies were fin
ally joined.

  Rana was an especially eager lover, and her flexible body allowed for some entertaining positions. I penetrated her while one of her legs straightened vertically against my chest, and her other lay flat on our bed. I thrust deep into her while she hung from my shoulders by her hands and held her legs open wide. I took her from behind while she bent over in double at the waist with her left foot on our bed and her right leg extended with her toe pointed to the roof. She faced away from me as she rode my shaft with her legs spread in the splits and her chest laying flat on the bed between my legs. We enjoyed each position until she would reach climax, and then I bent her flexible body into the next position I wanted her in.

  At last, I was kneeling on the bed behind the beautiful woman in a modified doggy position. I held her legs at my sides off the bed while my tip and shaft scrapped against her velvety front wall. Rana’s hands pressed against the bed to keep her elevated, and her body trembled with each of my deep thrusts. I normally had an excellent control over my physical form, but the feeling of her toned body bound against me and wrapped tightly around my shaft began to erode my willpower. Rana could sense I was reaching a climax, and she began to urge me onward by chanting my name each time my full length buried into her.

  Then I couldn’t take it anymore, and I hissed her name as my physical form filled her body with its orgasm. As soon as she felt me climax, Rana’s own peak hit her, and she pushed against the bed to leverage back into me while she shuddered. We both hung there suspended by each other’s opposing force until I stopped filling her womb, and then we collapsed onto the massive bed in a tangle of limbs and curly red hair.

  “Woooow,” she panted after we had caught our breath. “That was amazing, Master.”

  “Yes, it was,” I said as I leaned down to kiss her. “You have pleased me, Rana.”

  “Thanks,” she said softly. “You pleased me too, like uhh, ten times? I lost count.” As soon as the beautiful rogue finished talking, an aftershock of an orgasm hit her, and she buried her face into my shoulder as she shook for a few seconds.

  I lifted the covers of the bed up, and we both crawled under them so that we could stare at the fire. Her soft fingers roamed my chest as she lay against me, and her breathing became calm and deep.

  “Soooo, uhhh, we really didn’t talk about this, but…” her voice trailed off.

  “Yes?” I said as I ran my fingers through her hair and began to scratch her ear.

  “So, humans and fox-kind… well, it’s rare for them to have kids, but I don’t know if that’s because they often don’t get together, or if it is a species thing. I don’t even know if you are human. You look human, but I know you are a god and all, but, uhh anyways. I don’t think I’m actually ovulating right now, but I don’t really track that stuff, and it feels like you put a lot of seed in me, so I--”

  “There you two went!” Carmedy laughed as she opened the door to our room. “I woke up all scared and alone, but then I figured that you were both in here.”

  “Eeek, kitty cat, we are kind of in the middle of--” Rana started to say, but Carmedy had already skipped to the edge of the bed, thrown off her white robe, and bounced up on the mattress naked.

  “Rana! Are you my sister now? Hooray! This is the best news!”

  “Sister?” Rana growled as she tried to wiggle under the covers away from Carmedy’s bouncing feet. “What are you talking about?”

  “You are Master’s now!” the cat-girl giggled as she jumped over us, flopped on the bed, and then flipped under the covers on the other side of me from Rana.

  “What do you mean, that I’m his now?” the fox asked.

  “Didn’t he just make love to you?” Carmedy asked as she pressed her naked body against my right side and nuzzled my neck. “Isn’t he great? Don’t you feel wonderful?”

  “This is kind of a personal thing between Master and--” Rana began, but then Carmedy kept on chatting.

  “He’s going to give us babies after he conquers the world. Won’t that be amazing? You, Morrigan, Annalíse, and me will all be sisters. I’ve already picked out a name if I have a son. Do you want to know what it is?”

  “Carmedy, I can’t tell if you are serious right now, but--”

  “Hotdog.” The cat-girl grinned. “It’s such a fun name for a boy, but I’m having problems picking a girl name. Oh! You can help! See, I think some names I really like will be better for your babies.”

  “I can’t even believe we are having this talk right now,” Rana sighed, “but hey, here we are, both naked in bed with a man who is a god that we call ‘Master,’ so go ahead and tell me what you think I should name the babies I give him.”

  “Well,” Carmedy continued without missing a beat, “you have red hair, yeah? I really like ‘Cherry Tart,’ but you should have that name. Or ‘Cinnamon’ would work really well. That would go good. Ohh! I also like ‘Strawberry Sweetness.’ It’s not really a food, well ‘Strawberry’ is, but I think it sounds really good with ‘Sweetness.’ I like it better than ‘Strawberry Shortcake,’ because shortcake, while delicious, is really just angel food cake with strawberries on top, so ‘Angel Food Cake’ would probably be a better name for a baby. Oh! That could work for Morrigan’s baby, since she has such snowy white skin, but back to you, we could also do ‘Red Hot Pepper’ for a name, since you kind of have a spicy attitude, and I’ll bet that your and Master’s baby will be super tough and no-nonsense.” Carmedy growled a little and narrowed her eyes playfully as she play-clawed across my chest at the fox-girl.

  “I don’t know what to say,” Rana said after she stared at the cat-girl for a few moments.

  “Well, do you like any of them?” Carmedy asked, and her left ear drooped a bit with disappointment.

  “Ohh, ahh, well, I like all of them.” Rana snickered.

  “You do?” Carmedy asked.

  “Yeah,” Rana said as she looked at me, “but I think we have some time, right?”

  “Yes,” I said. “You won’t become pregnant until I wish it.”

  “Wooh,” Rana exhaled. “Well, a lot can happen between now and then.”

  “Agreed,” I said. “Most importantly is that I destroy the man who is holding your family hostage.”

  “Yeah,” Rana said, and then she smiled gratefully at me.

  “Hooray,” Carmedy giggled, “I love Master.” The cat-girl leaned into my mouth and our lips and tongues danced together for a few moments.

  “Yeah,” Rana said, and then I turned and kissed the fox woman. Her mouth was very eager, and she growled slightly when I pulled away.

  “What a great trip,” Carmedy said as she lay against my shoulder and reached her right arm across my chest. She wiggled her fingers, and then Rana looked down at her hand.

  “Uhhh what?”

  “Hold hands,” Carmedy said.

  “Look we don’t need to--”

  “Hold hands,” the cat insisted. “We are sisters now, and we love each other and Master.”

  “Okay,” Rana laughed, and then she shook her head, glanced at me, took Carmedy’s right hand in her left, and lay her red curls against my shoulder.

  And a few minutes later, the three of us were fast asleep.

  Chapter 12

  Rana and Carmedy were still snuggled up against me the next morning when my consciousness drifted back to my body. Each of the beautiful women wore smiles on their faces as they slept, and I hoped that they were enjoying their dreams.

  The fire in the hearth by our bed had burnt down to smoldering embers, so I commanded my shadow slaves to put more wood in. Then I lit the logs with a flick of my dark power and waited for the room to warm a bit. Once it did, I gently stroked the hair away from the faces of each of my lovers and whispered softly in their ears for them to wake up.

  “One more muffin, mama,” Carmedy muttered sleepily, and then she started kissing my shoulder, or maybe she thought it was a muffin and she was trying to nibble on it.

  “Ahhh, can’t we just
stay in bed for the rest of the day?” Rana sighed as she stretched her lean body against me and yawned. “I could go for another dip in the hot springs, a few more feasts, and… you know… more of last night.”

  “I could as well,” I chuckled. “But our friends wait for us in a cold dungeon, and we have a long journey back to them. We should get going.”

  “Breakfast first?” Carmedy asked as she blinked her eyes awake.

  “Sure,” I replied, “but let us not delay.”

  My lovers nodded, and then we slid out of the magnificent bed. A quick command brought my clothes and armor back to my body, and then we bid our fantastic room a fond farewell before we went to eat breakfast in the tavern.

  My body was still full from the feast the night before, but I ate a fried egg and some pickled cabbage for breakfast while Rana ate some smoked fish and half a slice of jam coated bread. Carmedy, on the other hand, ordered four scrambled eggs, four sausage links, jam covered toast, a stack of pancakes, honey coated oatmeal, a bowl full of mixed berries, and a slice of cold pumpkin pie with a side of ice-cream. The cat-girl devoured the meal in almost the same amount of time it took Rana and I to finish our food, and I could see the other diners in the tavern scratch their heads when they saw the alchemist gobble the food.

  “Did you enjoy your stay in our finest room?” the innkeep asked once we had finished our meal.

  “We most certainly did,” I replied.

  “We really want to stay for another night,” Rana said.

  “Or ten!” Carmedy said as she sipped some hot tea.

  “But we must continue our travels,” I said as I pulled some gold coins from my void pocket. “This is for the meals.”

  “Thank you, sir,” the half-dwarf said as he took my coin. Then he bowed and wished us safe travels.

  “Goodbye, inn!” Carmedy waved at the building when we walked out into the town street. “I’ll miss you!”

  “Damn, it’s cold,” Rana puffed as she adjusted her coat. “Not looking forward to the hike back.”

  “You both did very well on the trip here,” I said. “Neither of you complained, and we made good time.”