Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

----------- Be warned, R18 is Incoming, and It's long and detailed. ---------------

"If I fucked you, you'd be sucked dry both body and soul." The cute blonde fox whispered as she watched him walk towards the waiting area while Miriam made her way to meet him, her tail increasing slowly as he moved out of view until nine were visible.

Her figure became more voluptuous and alluring as her almond eyes became a seductive shade of emerald, her curvy hips shaking with each step as she entered the door labelled [Madame] quietly.

"Did you hear that handsome orc guest?" One of the brunette foxes whispered as she took over the duties at the desk, her little tail swaying with excitement.

"I know! How stupid; normally, the guy would have been killed on the spot! Do you think it's because orc dicks are huge despite the males being so rare?" The younger girl with a bob haircut gossiped as her brown tail began to entangle and slap the other girl playfully.

"Let's get to work; you don't want to give oral to a fat old man for your essence this month, right?" The brunette with a ponytail whispered.

"Ah... that's the worst, it tastes like sour milk... my hair and skin is all greasy and disgusting for days... please! Don't tell Madam Miyako!"

The two foxes then began to gossip and arrange the desk; normally, this store only took clients via appointment; only when the Madame found someone interesting could they bypass this rule.

"Either way, the Madame is probably going to punish him; the list she showed him was all the women who do this for debt or income and are frigid or unfeeling right?"

"Haha... Miriam is a pitiful woman; not only is her body big so the cocks of our guests rarely reach past her entrance, nevermind her depths, but even her clit and g-spot are said to have dulled nerves!" The bob fox chirped as she saw the beautiful woman approaching the new customer.

"Hey..."

"Hey..."

"Shall we watch?"

Both girls said to each other, touching a hidden monitor on the front desk, sitting beside each other; the elegant room was currently empty, but soon they would see a genuine orc cock! Exciting both of the cute fox girls who served Raven's drink.

"Hey, Miri... Didn't that guest smell nice and have a powerful scent of vitality?"

"Riri... I thought so too, that's why I massaged him... the vitality was so pure and refined, I almost came! Hehe, don't tell Madame!"

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Raven sat on the black sofa, his lower back feeling extremely comfortable with expensive soft leather that seemed padded with feathers or something even softer.

He tiled the last sip of the eastern wine down his gullet; the warm burn now felt good as he adjusted to the taste. His hand swayed the empty crystal glass, a beautiful light reflecting from the lights above and the small atmospheric candles around the room.

'I can't believe I came to a place like this, Miriam huh... 35 years old, a single mother... feels like a dirty animation plot where she gets blackmailed by some ugly old man and succumbs to pleasure...'

Step!

A gentle sound, the light murmur of someone's feet touching the soft black carpet, her movements neither hasty nor too slow, swaying her wide hips, the gentle stir of her enormous breasts capturing the eager gaze of Raven, who glanced up at the sound.

"Excuse me, handsome sir, might you be Mister Raven, who requested me?"

His ears flickered; her tone was gentle and comforting, like a mother speaking to her children. He appreciated her soothing voice and began looking at her beautiful figure; she was almost taller than him, with a curvy and charming body.

Miriam wore a thin silk kimono with black and white colours; the cloth was cut to show her deep cleavage and beautiful almond skin with a shiny glow. Her legs wore a pair of sexy black stockings that peeked from under the slit of her loosely fastened kimono, a thin white nightgown underneath.

"Sorry, yes, it's me; I am Raven. Please forgive me for staring too long; I never expected you to be more beautiful than the image.

"Fufu~ what a charming customer, normally they say I have amazing tits or a fat ass; are they to your liking, my handsome orc customer?"

Miriam's voice stayed soft and gentle, but there was a sultry tone as she opened the upper half of her kimono to show her wonderous tits. She gave them a jiggle for him to enjoy, her face always with a faint smile before turning around, every movement she made almost calculated to increase his desire as she lifted the cloth slowly.

The sound of fabric brushing against her beautiful brown ass, slowly revealing her perfect rear, no blemishes or marks, soft enough to sink your hands and face into, her hips swaying to allow him to see it wobble, pushing her hips close enough that even her feminine scent began to fill his nose.

'I want to fuck this woman... I need to press her down...' Raven's thoughts were dominated by lust, but only for a moment; he was not some virgin teenager, instead remembering the information and reason he chose this place.

'She is said to be unable to feel any pleasure and is frigid. I am here to examine my ability, not just to nut inside this woman.'

His struggle was hard, as the woman's scent and fleshy ass just inches from his face, the warmth and droplets of sweat so close he could taste them, which increased his libido rapidly as any man would; the raging erection in his pants was not a joke.

Raven started to take deep breaths, almost grabbing this woman and throwing her down on the couch, his eyes bloodshot as the manticore bloodline drove his body crazy, while Miriam turned around with a cute pivot and looked down between his legs, with a strange smile.

"Oh my!? Your big friend looks tight, almost ready to burst from your pants. Shall we continue this upstairs, dear customer?"

Raven's mind was racing, trying to think of something to say, but he could only nod and follow her up the stairs.

·ƈθm As they ascended the stairs, Raven noticed that most other women in the building were dressed similarly to Miriam, wearing only a thin layer of cloth over their breasts and stomachs. The women were mostly young and attractive, and Raven couldn't help but notice several of them staring at him as he followed the older woman, but none of them seemed to approach him.

"Are you sure you don't wish for a younger girl? I can only offer you my huge tits and ass; the rest of me is a mother, you know? I won't be as tight as those small elves or as flexible as the beast girls who just gave you an OK signal."

"I chose you because I wanted you the most." Raven's lust caused him to be honest and blunt; he looked her in the eye and noticed a slight blush; whether genuine or not, he didn't mind, only waiting for her to open the door labelled 35. He found the number amusing as her age and door were the same, the giggle not escaping Miriam as she noticed him glancing between her and the door, faking a pout.

"Fufu~ are you laughing at the number matching my age... don't be cheeky now, or I might...just.....bite!"

With that, she pushed open the door and entered first.

Raven followed her inside, noticing a long hallway with doors lining both sides. As he stepped in, he was greeted by a beautiful room with an Eastern interior with high-quality wood, a glossy and tasteful finish, with beautiful Eastern artwork along the white walls. There was a large bed in the middle, with massive windows showing the city view from all directions; it was like magic how they managed to make the night district look so beautiful from this floor.

He noticed the room was empty except for a chair beside the wall near the entrance. It was a simple wooden chair, but the cushion and material were a rich blue, and the legs were carved out of black marble.

There was also a low table, which had a glass of wine on it, and a plate of fruits and nuts.

'A classy setup, but I'm not here for the ambience,' Raven thought.

Miriam walked towards the bed and sat down, placing her feet on the ground and looking up at him.

"Now then, let us begin."

Raven removed his jacket, enjoying the woman watching as he exposed his muscular body; he watched her reactions as she seemed to like seeing a hot male sitting opposite her with tight, well-trained muscles and a bulky frame.

He sat on the blue chair, eyes looking at the beautiful mother opposite him, her mature beauty causing his blood to surge; even without his changes, Raven was confident this woman could get him in the mood just from her movements alone.

"How should I call you, dear customer? Do you have any requests?"