The criminal underworld had basically gone into hibernation as a result; the big players were laying low, while the little cockroaches were doing their very best to not get noticed and unceremoniously squashed like those in the hidden whorehouse had been.
Having spent the morning with Milly and Erica bolstering his resolve against the struggles to come, Nameless found himself standing at attention before an elderly Aegis commander who blinked slowly and frequently, as if always on the verge of nodding off.
The young Aegis operative was still a bit nervous at having been directed to the man’s office, as he’d never met him before, but figured somebody must know what they were doing.
“You’ll be assisting the lawkeepers with refugee intake.” He said in a quiet voice without looking up from his desk.
“Yes sir.” He nodded; “I’m assuming I’ll be focusing on the monster girls?”
The elderly man looked up to him as if just realizing that someone was even there, his face twisting into a puzzled frown.
“Why would you assume that?”
“Er, sir?”
“You’ll be helping the lawkeepers with refugee intake.” He repeated with a little shake of his head, as if to clear away a minor distraction; “Whatever they need you to do, you do. Monster girls or not.”
Silence descended as the commander looked back towards the papers on his desk, dragging on until finally he broke it again.
“I suspect that you think this is a boring assignment, but that’s only because you’re fresh out of the academy and don’t know any better. This is real Aegis work; it isn’t all sexy girls and grand adventures.”
“No sir. But-” Nameless began, wanting to remind the man that he wasn’t just any rookie.
He didn’t get the chance.
The commander absently waved at the canisters on his belt with his pen, still preoccupied with the papers in front of him as he talked over his objections.
“Turn in your lost-tech at the first-floor dispensary. Then report to the lawkeeper liaison’s office. Dismissed.”
After taking his leave with a salute, Nameless was a bit dazed by the brusque encounter, but thinking on it he soon understood what had happened.
He was brand new, and with the shakeup of Aegis personal following the attack on Lipton Falls, he and several other academy graduates had their internships cut short to free up the manpower, but it wasn’t like the Aegis was just going to set them loose.
All the same though, after all the work he’d done with the task-force Nameless kind of felt like he’d just been benched.
But if he complained about it to the commander, it would make him seem like an immature rookie with something to prove.
So he did as he was told, relinquishing his gear to the Aegis quartermasters before seeking out the lawkeeper liaison.
Nameless spent the rest of the day sequestered in an office, wading through a stack of papers, lists of names and addresses that needed to be double-checked with the lawkeepers’ entry logs.
It was tedious and repetitive work, and by the time he was finished for the day he swore that he could feel his brain dribbling out his ears.
But still he didn’t complain, acknowledging the fact that someone had to do it... probably.
Ophelia was back at her medical training, her intention to certify as a second-tier medic, and aside from her none of his bond-mates had the temperament to do the work he was doing.
If she’d seen how dismissive he was of her man, Nina would have flattened the Aegis commander.
Of course, his girls were very aware of his mental fatigue when he got home, and had every intention of helping him relieve it.
After trudging up the stairs Nameless walked through the door with his eyelids drooping, too numb to even feel the rising anticipation from his girls’ heartstones.
His soporific daze vanished in an instant though when he saw Milly waiting for him, wearing nothing but a blush and a red bow nestled in her hair against one of her horns.
A present from his bond-mates.
With mouth agape he took in the sight of her, his eyes tracing all the way from the freshly polished horns to the freshly filed nails on her feet.
The shock of seeing her totally exposed so suddenly made his heart leap and called to mind the first time he’d seen her.
She wasn’t as soft as she was then, with more muscle definition from her training, but her eyes were still the same.
Her tasselled tail swished behind her, while the curves of her milky skin tantalized him with their promise; the pink nipples of her breasts made his mouth water, and the faint glistening of her pussy lips at the junction between her thighs made his cock stiffen in his uniform pants.
“Happy birthday Master.” The blushing Minotaur congratulated softly.
Behind her the other girls were watching, fully clothed and smug.
But despite the surprise, the wonderful surprise, Nameless’s brow furrowed in confusion.
“My birthday isn’t for another month.”
Somehow he managed to tear his eyes away from Milly’s nude body, looking to Ophelia for confirmation.
The Flutterby shook her head slowly as she explained.
“Actually dearheart, according to what Sadie and Xalanth uncovered, today is your real birthday.” She chuckled then when she reflected on their shared past; “Which means you were an even smaller baby than I thought!”
His head drew back on his neck in surprise, but he wasn’t about to argue with her about it.
Instead he turned his attention back to the Minotaur currently biting her lip and thinking nothing but lustful and loving thoughts about him.
A smile spread across his face as he drank in her nudity again.
“If it’s my birthday, then I should probably play with my present.”
Milly lowed involuntarily as he drew closer, slowly shedding his clothes as he did.
Once he was down to just his pants, he reached up to cup her face with one hand, feeling the warmth of her cheek as she nuzzled against his palm.
“The bow was a nice touch.” He remarked.
“It was Erica’s idea.” Milly’s innocent blue eyes were swimming with absolute devotion; “A little reminder that I belong to you, Master.”
She leaned over to kiss him, while his hands dropped down to cup her breasts. When their lips met he used his thumbs to tweak her erect nipples, causing her to moo again into his mouth.
With his power he reached out to the other girls, drawing them in to feel what he and Milly felt, not easing off of them even when he heard Erica yowling with rising arousal.
“That’s soooo good lover!”
She squirmed on the couch next to Volka, turning over to press her body against the angel’s as they enjoyed the show.
Nameless lips shifted into another smile against Milly’s, their deep make-out session coming to an end at the Katje’s interruption.
That was fine by him, he had other intentions.
Milly straightened to her full height and Nameless began to kiss his way down her body, avoiding her nipples, though his lips came tantalizingly close.
Her fingers interlaced into his hair as his tongue dipped into her naval, her warm flesh yielding to his face as he nestled it against her tummy.
She was squirming a bit, breathing deep as her excitement rose, but he was lingering on her naval, and that simply wouldn’t do.
In a rare instance, she took charge of their coupling, pushing his head firmly down until his mouth hovered over her glistening sex, then gripping him tight to prevent him from veering off target as she spread her knees for him.
“Master... lick me.”
She felt little puffs of air against her pussy from his breath, coming in fits and bursts as he chuckled.
Rather than saying anything clever though he did as she asked; his tongue darting out and tasting her juices as it parted her nether lips.
He took his time.
With her hands still in
his hair, he wasn’t going anywhere, but he was still able to shift his head around as he nuzzled his face into her wetness.
He felt a faint tickle on both sides of his jaw when the velvety hide of her thighs rubbed against him with each movement of his head as he kissed and licked her sex with more energy.
His cock was fully erect in his pants, the smell of her, the taste of her, fueling his passion even as she let out a deep low to communicate hers.
One arm curled around her knee while the other snaked underneath his chin to slip two fingers inside of her, his mouth shifting up to plant a wet sucking kiss on her hooded clit.
She let out another low and ended up standing on the tip of her nails from the sensation, her legs trembling.
“Whose birthday was this again?” Nina remarked breathlessly as she felt what her bond-sister was feeling.
“Hush dearheart.” Ophelia threw her arm around the tiny giant’s shoulder and held her close, her eyes welling with joyous tears as she watched two of her dearest loves coming together.
Milly’s eyes drifted closed as Nameless fingered and tongued her pussy with increasing vigour, the cow squirming from his efforts.
But her bond-sister’s conversation reminded her of her purpose, so she shook her head and pushed his face away from her crotch.
“Nina’s right Master. This is your birthday, I should be spoiling you.”
He licked at her juices on his lips and adopted a bit of a pout, the snug warmth of her tunnel squeezing his fingers one last time as he withdrew them.
“A shame, I was having fun.”
She smiled warmly down at him.
“So was I, but there is something else I want.”
His eyes hooded and he bit his lip as he looked up at her, thinking he knew the answer.
“Yeah? You want that cock baby?”
Dirty talk wasn’t just Erica’s thing, though Nameless didn’t usually go as far with it as his Katje did.
Milly giggled down at him, but again shook her head as she helped him stand up.
“I do, but not how you think.”
She led him towards the couch, Erica and Volka making room for her, but she ended up lying down on the plush rug covering the floor in front of it.
Nameless wasn’t sure what she was after, but he imagined his pants would get in the way, so he took them off as quickly as he could, causing the girls to laugh at his eagerness.
Once naked he straddled Milly’s waist and brought his face inches from hers, staring into her wide blue eyes.
“You want to know something baby?”
Her chest rose unsteadily as she felt his arousal, and the emotions behind it.
“What?” She breathed.
“I love you.”
Before she could say the words back, Nameless pressed his lips to hers once more, their eyes fluttering closed as they shared in another long kiss, the Minotaur tasting her own juices on his lips.
Milly traced her hands down his back while his fingers played over her horns and ears, briefly encountering the unfamiliar feeling of the fabric bow.
After a long moment, they finally parted.
“Master, I love you too.” Her smile was breathtaking as she spoke, though there was a naughty gleam in her eye; “And now I want to make you feel good. Please?”
He chuckled as she sat up, his hands tracing down from her cheeks to the swell of her breasts.
“Oh well I guess.” He joked; “How do you want me?”
Her eyes flicked down to his hands fondling her breasts and she bit her lip before answering with a blush.
“I want it... here.” She gripped his hands with hers, squeezing them harder into her yielding cleavage.
A surge of lust shot to his groin, Nameless unable to stop himself from shuddering at the prospect of what she was implying.
He’d had a tit-fuck before, from Ophelia, but the thought of doing the same with Milly took his breath away.
When it came to bust size within his family, the Minotaur was unrivaled.
“Yeah, we all want it between her breasts.” Erica proclaimed.
As some point she’d removed her shirt, while beside her Volka was completely naked.
“This is quite decadent.” The Valkyrie observed; “I love it. Make love to her chest, Husband, that your other wives may witness it.”
“Such naughty wives I have.” His words were unsteady as he fought to control his arousal.
Practically in position already, he adjusted himself forwards to get more comfortable, his knees between her arms and her sides as his balls dragged across her naval.
She brought her hands up and took hold of her tits, creating an inviting valley for the erection looming over them.
Using the tip of his middle finger, he pushed his cock down to allow her to capture it in her cleavage, pressing her tits together to completely hide it from view.
He sighed at the pillowy warmth as he hunched over her to help keep his cock in place.
“That’s it baby. I’m done. This is me now, my cock between your beautiful tits forever.”
She giggled at him, but then pulled her hands closer to her chin, hefting the flesh of her breasts up his length as he groaned.
“Are you sure Master? I’m okay with it, but I also want it in my mouth, and in... other places.”
As she spoke she moved her mounds up and down rhythmically, causing her cleavage to stroke his cock. Without lubricant, the loose skin of his shaft clung to her heated tits, but he wasn’t complaining.
In fact, he was breathing heavily from her attention.
“I want you to cum, Master.” She said suddenly, intensely; “I want to feel you shoot your entire load all over my boobies.”
Evidently she had been practicing her dirty talk.
He groaned at her words, watching her tits wobble around as she moved them with increasing speed.
Nearby he heard the sounds of kissing and he tore his eyes away from his cow to see his other bond-mates paired off and making out passionately.
“That’s it Master.” Milly cooed; “We’re yours, so mark me as yours!”
He grunted and gripped her shoulders tight, grinding his pelvis against her.
Suddenly Ophelia tore he face away from Nina’s and clapped her hands together.
“Alright girls, just like we planned!”
At her signal they each focused with all of their might on how much they loved to be coated in his cum, and on how badly they wanted to see Milly’s tits coated in it as well.
Caught off guard by the emotional and erotic mental assault, Nameless came almost immediately.
With a cry of painful ecstasy he drove his cock into the cushion of Milly’s breasts one final time as his cum began to spurt out.
The Minotaur’s cleavage caught most of the initial release, but the force of his orgasm combined with the thrusting of his hips drove a single line of it to shoot out across her cleft chin and across her lips to the tip of her nose.
Her tongue darted out without thinking to lick it up as he groaned and shuddered on top of her. With his cum lubricating her breasts his pelvis slapping wetly against her flesh as she heaved her tits up and down almost violently throughout his orgasm.
He cried out again as another surge of his seed coated her, this time striking her neck and pooling in her clavicle.
“Fuck those tits baby.” Nina ordered from right beside him.
He looked around wildly to discover the rest of his bond-mates crowding him as he unleashed spurt after spurt of cum all over the prone Minotaur, until even her voluminous cleavage couldn’t contain it all.
With a shudder of lust sated, he sat back on her stomach, his cock sliding free of her tits and letting fly with one last jet, striking against the back of Milly’s hand as she continued to massage her breasts together, her actions filling the apartment with the slick sound of flesh and sex as she languished in his cum.
Stolen or not, the moment was one that he would never forget.
Chapter 7:
Reconnaissance
After three days of driving them flat out, Tristan and his crew had gotten free of the oppressive and almost judgmentally massive cedar trees, slowing down their reckless flight only when they got into tighter undergrowth and much smaller pines.
He and his crew were seasoned pros, so even taking turns carrying the heavy boxes with their payday in them, they kept a steady pace.
And less of the former prisoners than he expected needed to be disciplined as Carl was driving them onwards pretty well without much help.
Tristan found it remarkable at first just how far and fast the freed men were willing to run, but then he had to acknowledge that if he’d spent who knows how many years swinging a pick in a dig-site he’d be pretty keen for a jog himself.
No one else’s limbs had gotten confused as to which way they were supposed to bend, so Tristan was at last convinced they had shaken off whatever had twisted the former prisoner into a pretzel.
Unfortunately two others had to be left behind as they went.
They were simply unable to match the headlong pace, and had sadly come down with a severe case of being shot in the face by Tristan, but at least they weren’t going to be telling anyone anything.
And just to be on the safe side when they set up their camp for the night the cautious crook also had his men break open one of the crates to prepare a nasty surprise for anyone thinking to attack them.
But various murderous precautions aside, no matter how far or fast they travelled the assorted band of smugglers, murderers, and rapists were still human.
And no human alive could match the stamina and the loping strides of a battle-hungry Amazon war-party.
So while the exhausted mob rested in a clearing, a number of unfriendly eyes were watching from the trees, counting and measuring the strength of their forces.
A few hours later, when night fell, they were deciding amongst themselves what to do about it.
“If we attack tonight while they are sleeping we will have the advantage.” Sila insisted.
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