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Momonga made his way to the bathroom, thankfully even with his rotten luck, he didn’t encounter anyone on his way. One might think that he had become too paranoid, but those who thought that way didn’t just have the experience he had, even just one week in this crazy Earth.

Serafall didn't jump out from under the desk in his office. Katase didn't fall off the ceiling. And Cocytus didn't suddenly rise from the sink drain. They might be a farfetched occurrence, but Momonga wouldn’t discount his luck finding a way.

Closing the door of the bathroom behind him, Momonga instantly disrobed, removing his standard outfit, sending it into his inventory, before turning the shower on the tub to the coldest setting he could find, then climbing into it. Enjoying the cold spray of water, like a Buddhist monk, Momonga stared silently at the ceiling.

After a few minutes, the cold water completely hid his body, submerging everything, including his head, under the water, allowing Momonga, who didn't need air, to express his emotions. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

After a moment's suppression of emotion, his scream halted, leaving Momonga a moment’s peace to enjoy the chilly water. Actually, the water was close to freezing cold, and perhaps even slightly uncomfortable, though with Momonga's immunity, the cold wouldn’t bother him.

Momonga, without lifting his head from under the spray of water, and after judging that the tub is sufficiently filled, closed the faucet and lowered himself into the tub. Even as he enjoyed the cooling wash, even when the suppression of emotion cut off all his emotional response, he found himself completely powerless before the objective reality of the facts presented before him.

"So…” After a few minutes of lying silently on his back, Momonga was finally able to formulate his first thought through the cacophony of his own panic.

"A brief revision of the situation is in order. Albedo and Shalltear have arrived at Miki's house – let's call that 'problem number one’. I probably should have guessed something like that would happen – just sitting in Nazarick is boring, Demiurge had said something like that, and I let him get out of Nazarick. Though with an order not to appear before common people and to stay in Raynare’s Church for the moment, to find ways to strengthen Nazarick and help her with managing her business. And with an order to protect Raynare and her wards, I could let that situation settle for the moment, even with how weird the Fallen Angel’s religion is. Or should I call it a cult?”

Remembering the macabre display he saw inside the church, Momonga involuntarily shivered – and not from the cold water.

“I should have known that if even Demiurge got bored, then so would the other inhabitants of Nazarick, especially since I hadn't directly forbidden them to leave the confines of Nazarick, nor had I given them any instructions. So it makes sense that Albedo and Shalltear would have wanted to get out of Nazarick, and it makes sense that they would have come to me. But what to do? Albedo and Shalltear are level one-hundred creatures, though I'm not particularly worried about danger to them in this world, at least, so far, I haven't met anyone who could pose any danger to them personally in this world. And besides if, no, when I do – having the support of one-hundredth level creatures is better than not having any… But what do I do about their eye-catching appearance?”

Feeling another headache coming, Momonga splashed cold water on his face before continuing on.

“Shalltear’s white hair, pallor, and red eyes… They can be concealed, especially if she were to wear something like black glasses? But Albedo has horns and wings, it's impossible to hide them, maybe a giant cape…? No, that’s more eye-catching, so how?”

The thought of wings and horns caused an idea to pop in Momonga’s head.

“I just need to find out exactly why paranormal beings hide their existence from the human world! Right, that should work but… Until then, I can only instruct Albedo to stay in the house, or maybe I can send her to the Demiurge, so she can assist him in his duties? Shalltear would probably have an easier time fitting in, she's more human-looking – at least in her normal form. What’s left to perfect the disguise is for her to adopt the norms of this world – wasn’t there a book?”

Racking his head, and then some delving to his Inventory, answered that question.

“Ah, Right! Demiurge has it… Did he already make copies of it, I wonder? I should ask him later. Well, without the book, it would be too dangerous for the both of them to be wandering about, especially with the Demons around… Umu, they should both stay home for now, at least until I can explain the norms of this world to them."

Feeling the water begin to warm up, he turned the nozzle again for a bit, some of the water pouring out of the tub.

"Okay! That’s one done… just a few couple of dozens more to go." Momonga shifted his body slightly, out of an instinct to relax, though whether his new body could develop muscle strain is still in question. The act at least acted as a placebo before he had to face a very stressing train of thought.

"My romantic relationship with Albedo isn't even a problem, it's a fact. Yes, I'm officially…  Umu, I guess, dating Albedo? If you can call it that. It’s not a bad thing… per se. The concern seemed to be that I don't have a romantic relationship only with Albedo… I’ll be totally fine with that! No, instead I'm actually being pushed to create a harem, I'm expected to do that sort of thing!"

A bout of Emotion Suppression freed Momonga's mind of the hysteria, allowing him to lie in the blissful cold that cooled his overheated brain. "The very concept of a harem is nothing new. In the history lessons from my friends tell me that it was the norm in many countries in the past, and even in my past world for the rich and powerful people, for example, heads of mega-corporations. Those people often kept several official lovers and mistresses in addition to their wives or husbands – it was not officially encouraged, of course, but in fact they were too rich and powerful for anyone to oppose their decisions. So it wasn't news to me, the very fact and possibility of such a thing – but I admittedly never imagined myself in the shoes of these rich and powerful people… Though I probably should, given that I was now unexpectedly rich, powerful, and influential enough – at least within Nazarick. But having a relationship with two girls at once? Sure, Albedo and Shalltear had shown interest in me before, but… I just thought they were vying for being my wife, a position that only one could occupy – not that the both of them would be okay with a second… Or even more, for…  I suppose any number of girls. Such a discovery was unexpected to me."

Thankful for the cold water, Momonga dunked his head into the pool of almost freezing water to cool his head… and another extremity.

"Let's think about it logically – what does this mean for me?” Momonga twisted his body to and fro, as if to relax some phantom part of his body. Either that or his body was recognizing the uncomfortable cold surrounding him.

"Up until now I scarcely ever imagined myself being with even one girl, several at once? Maybe I should roll the gacha with that amount of wishful thinking. Now to have that, and even more, that all the girls know about each other and even nudge me toward new partners? It's… Well, not to lie to myself, it feels good. And I like the thought – my libido may have been dulled after my transition into my new skeletal body, but inside I'm still a normal man, thoughts like that make me happy and excited. Especially, when even by doing so, I’m not hurting my significant other by such actions… Um, can I use the term ‘significant others’ in this case?”

A moment passed when Momonga thought of asking, but he shook the thought away,

“Never mind. Going back to the question… A large harem of many diverse partners, especially in a case where I don't have to agree to share those partners with other men – is fine… More than fine, in fact, I could already hear Peroroncino complaining that I should explode already. Although I will have to take care to provide my partners with a decent life and enough attention, time and love given… And sex, too, probably."

Scrubbing himself one last time, Momonga finished with his cold bath. Reaching for the cork, Momonga pulled it, letting the cold water begin to drain, as he stood up, eager to find himself now under a warm shower and complete his wash. "Umu, so as long as this clause is enforced, and all parties agree to such terms, I see no particular problem… At least for the moment where’s there’s only two of them. Really, to be fair, Shalltear is very beautiful – Peroroncino created her primarily for his own fetishes and tastes, but I still find her extremely beautiful and attractive, and… Umu, that's the kind of thinking that starts problems.”

Readying his bathing supply, Momonga turned on the hot water. Scalding hot, just as he preferred, and needed in his past life, in the rare chances that he could afford to shower, to clean any possible contaminants

“Shalltear clearly said she wants to have sex with me, and Albedo, judging by her appearance, is fine with it… So just don't try to play favorites now and line up a potential harem according to a ‘like-dislike; list, if I do that I'm breaking the very first rule I learned as a boss, everyone needs to be given time, resources, and love. Plus, I have another problem."

"Miki." Momonga stood under the shower for a few seconds and began soaping his hair and body. "I don't know why I asked Miki her opinion on the current issue, because of the whole weird dinner situation? Or maybe I wanted to see if her answers would be similar to what the denizens of Nazarick would say. Or maybe I just wanted to ask random questions of random people around by that point, anything to help me escape answering anything. But I asked a question and got an answer, which made me feel lots of weird feelings."

After rinsing off his hair, Momonga lounged a few seconds under the shower, washing his body next. "Not that I mind Miki herself, really. She's a pretty woman, and she's actually close to my real age… But I have effectively destroyed her entire life, and that's not to mention the fact that she is my adoptive mother in this world, so having that kind of relationship with her is definitely a taboo. The very fact that Miki would agree to something like this is at least odd, and I'm not even sure how I should react to it. Should I be happy about potential sex with another partner, with everyone else's consent of course, or worry that Miki is clearly mentally damaged after everything that's happened?”

Cleaning the suds off, Momonga then just enjoyed the hot water running down his body..

“On the one hand – I see no way to get her old life back, and I've already done so many bad things and hurt everyone around me so badly… Surely one more action on my part won't be the last straw? Besides, I had already effectively made her my ‘pet’, even though I had not intended it to happen, I can’t take back my words and turn things around… Should I then use my best tactic again – just shrug and act as if everything was fine with me? At least that tactic has never failed me before…"

Momonga turned off the shower, then ran a towel over his entire body and hair before using a spell, just in case, drying his body entirely. Stepping off the tub and shower, he walked to the mirror hanging off the wall to the side. Reequipping his gear, he took a look at himself in the mirror and found nothing out of place.

"Okay, I'll just go with the flow. Um, as it will be, so it will be."

Momonga made his way to the door, barely opening the door before he ran into Albedo just outside, who, from the look of her, had been carefully pressing her ear against the door a moment before.

“Albedo," Momonga paused, glaring at her, "Were you peeking?”

“How could I, Lord Momonga? You forbade me to do that, so of course not!” Albedo immediately smiled, like the cat that just caught the canary.

“I was eavesdropping.”

“Umu,” Momonga blinked, then sigh, feeling his rational mind instantly losing its battle against Albedo. “Umu, come downstairs please, I need to discuss proper behavior in this world with you.”

“Absolutely.” Albedo bowed, then rose from her spot on the floor before she headed further down the corridor, going to the first floor.

‘Just go with the flow.’ Momonga repeated the mantra to himself. ‘Just go with the flow…’

Momonga made his way to his room, more in an attempt to get back into his personal territory for a moment and hide in it for a second than for any real purpose. ‘Just go with the flow.’

‘Just go with the flow…’ Momonga turned the doorknob, opening the one before seeing the contents of his room – just as he left it in the morning.

A computer on the desk, textbooks, and dictionaries on the side, a naked Shalltear spreading her legs invitingly, drops of moisture glistening between them running down her lower lips. She was biting one of her fingernails in an inviting and even intoxicating smile, looking up at him from under her slightly lidded eyelids with bright red eyes full of lustful merriment and anticipation. Wait, there’s something wrong here.

Momonga froze before exhaling. ‘And here is where the flow comes ashore.’

***

After Lord Momonga went to the bathroom, Shalltear figured that she couldn't go on a direct offense and try to spy on Lord Momonga… And by the time Shalltear realized that she could have been eavesdropping instead, that big-mouthed gorilla had already taken up all the space in front of the door and kept Shalltear out, literally shoving her out of her seat!

But Shalltear wasn't upset for long, she might not have been able to eavesdrop on Lord Momonga's actions. Which meant she couldn't picture her blessed Lord in the bathroom, with jets of water running down his naked figure, but second prize is still in reach!

Without the gorilla around, Shalltear found a chance to sneak into Lord Momonga's room and see exactly what her Lord's chambers looked like in this world! Who knows, maybe she'll find his dirty laundry at this time! Then she'll rub it in Albedo's face for sure!

Not the dirty laundry, only the fact that she possessed them – the dirty laundry was for her.

It would at least close the gap between them…

So, sneaking into Lord Momonga's room, Shalltear set about exploring – only to discover that the Supreme Being's chambers were not at all luxurious!

Not only was the bedroom consisting of only one room, but it was smaller than the size of her concubines’ rooms in her harem! Shalltear almost flipped out into a [Blood Madness] at the thought that Lord Momonga was living in such cramped conditions, but was able to reassure herself and calm down. That if her Lord were indulging in the desires of the lower forms, there must be important reasons for doing so…

On the desk, Shalltear found several books – the mere sight of which gave Shalltear a headache. It appeared to be some scientific books that apparently Lord Momonga had studied in his spare time? Behind the desk was a made bed, given that it was made with noticeable defects, this Miki was clearly not up to the job of a maid… On the other hand, if her place was designated as a pet, perhaps she did not need to prove herself as a maid.

And besides, even if she did understand her position in this world, it was stupid, almost insane, to expect the efficiency of Nazarick's maids created by Supreme Beings from a creature of the outside world.

She also noticed that the furniture in the room itself was also cheap and low-quality uninspired works, as one would expect from the outside world and from humans.

With each passing second, Shalltear’s mood deteriorated more and more… Before the realization came to Shalltear that she was next to Lord Momonga's bedside. His scent might even be lingering in the bedsheets…

There was no need for light for Shalltear. Being undead, she possessed the racial ability [Dark Sight], but out of respect for Lord Momonga's dwelling place, Shalltear found a light switch as she had entered the room. She noted, however, that from the looks of it, this house was so poor, that Miki, who lived there, did not even possess a single magical item!

Instead, she seemed to be relying on low-quality and unreliable technology, even the lighting in this house was made with technology and metal threads in the walls, instead of a simple spell like [Continual Light]. Why rely on such unreliable technology? Are people really that stupid?

Sure, there were such implements present in some places in Nazarick, but usually just for fun! Magic was far more convenient and effective, as were artifacts, and in all areas of strategic importance, say, to make protective traps or just simple lighting work, it was used.

Why did humans do otherwise?

Her furious mental diatribe on the backwardness of humans distracted Shalltear for a few seconds, but having come to the simple and obvious conclusion that humans were a rather primitive race, she went back to what was important.

Exploring Lord Momonga's bed.

Of course, it was a little humiliating, albeit exhilarating for exactly the same reason, to ask Albedo the story of how Lord Momonga had graced her with his majesty. But most importantly, Albedo told her, unconcealed in her smugness, that Lord Momonga had first taken her at the moment when she was naked and on his bed, which was very logical.

To earn the right to Lord Momonga's favor, one needs to work at least a little harder and present themselves in their best and most appropriate form – that is, in their birthday suit.

After all, what’s the best way to shop the workmanship of the Supreme Beings than to show off the perfect body they had created?  Shalltear probably should have realized this earlier, why she had not thought of it before, Shalltear did not know.

But the important thing was that she had at least thought of it now.

And so, after sneaking into Lord Momonga's chambers, if you could call the hovel a ‘chamber’ at all, she stripped off her clothes, sent them to the [Item Box], and presented herself in her naked form before Lord Momonga…

When He would come through the door, of course.

Seconds later, thinking about it further however, she didn’t want to give anyone else a free show, Shalltear allowed herself to pull down the covers. As she laid down on the bed for some time, she started wondering exactly how she should present herself to Lord Momonga for a better picture.

Spread her legs? Roll onto her side? Try to cover her breasts with her hand?

Shalltear didn't have…  Ahem, she had perfectly normal breasts! Which maybe lacked a little volume… But Lord Momonga certainly wouldn't notice that, would he!?

I mean, Shalltear had already said that she wanted to have sex… I mean, maybe she doesn’t have the breasts, but Shalltear is capable of getting Lord Momonga interested in something else, right? Like thighs… But she doesn't have very big thighs either…

Until now, Shalltear had never thought about her thighs, only on her breasts, but maybe she should have? I mean, um, what would thigh pads look like? Not that she used breast pads, and even if she did, there was nothing unusual about it, it was perfectly normal!

Shalltear bit one of her fingernail a little, something she usually did when she was immersed in thought, as she turned slightly to the side, spreading her legs, trying to shed these strange reflections. She instead tried stuffing them with something more pleasant instead.

Like Lord Momonga and the way he would instantly understand her actions upon entering the room. And of course He would tell her that she was beautiful, and that she was a good girl, and then bend her over backwards and thrust in her so that her body would rip all the way down her throat!

As could be understood, Shalltear was created by Lord Peroroncino as a lover of hard and passionate sex.

On the other hand, if He would stroke her head, allowing her to melt in His arms before slowly descending, and pistoning His finger on her pussy, simultaneously penetrating her with a kiss, Shalltear would be only too pleased.

Shalltear was also a lover of soft, gentle, and sensual sex.

Although, even a quick and impassioned robot-like lovemaking that would only satisfy Lord Momonga's carnal desires also aroused Shalltear. Devouring her without words or emotion, her opinion was not important at all, Shalltear was not even a living being in this situation, just an object of satisfying Lord Momonga’s lust. She got wet just imagining it.

This was the kind of sex that Shalltear liked, too. When you think about it this way, Shalltear basically liked all kinds of sex…

And it was while fantasizing about all sorts of sexual fantasies that Shalltear missed the moment when Lord Momonga himself actually appeared at the threshold of the room.

It took a few moments for Shalltear, attracted by the creaking of the door, to realize that, immersed in her reverie, she had completely stopped paying attention to her surroundings. She froze in a kind of fear, trying to focus herself, trying to regain her composure. It couldn’t do for her to disappoint Lord Momonga!

‘Okay, He's here, this is not a drill! If He walks in now, what will He see? A flushed girl on His bed, entering into His chambers without permission. He won't be gentle. He'll grab me by the neck, squeeze my arm, and in the meantime look at me like a useless whore, making me feel like a worthless slut that dared sneak under His gaze…’ Shalltear felt her thoughts, which had begun close to reality, begin to veer toward sexual fantasies.

‘Get it together, Shalltear, there will be time for sexual fantasies, which hopefully would come to reality soon, but not now!’

Shalltear moved her hips slightly, her arousal increasing greatly as she was watched by Lord Momonga's burning gaze, it took a moment before she found her voice once again. “My Lord, forgive me, but I can no longer restrain myself, I am so starved… I want you, my Lord…”

“Umu,” Lord Momonga replied calmly, closing the door behind Him with nary pause before His eyes travelled all over Shalltear’s naked body. She had to fight the instinct to bear herself even more, to let Him see even more, but she fought the instinct at the last second. It wouldn’t do to appear like a slattern.

“Shalltear… You're naked…? Umu, this felt like déjà vu.”

“Of course, My Lord, Your servant has taken the proactive action of presenting herself…!” Shalltear replied, before she froze for a moment, realizing her mistake. “Or did you mean to undress me personally, My Lord?!”

“The feeling of déjà vu just intensified,” Lord Momonga murmured under His breath, but Shalltear’s sharp hearing still caught it, before shaking His head.

“Umu, so to summarize… Shalltear, you want to have sex with me and are fully aware of the consequences of such a thing, the situation with Albedo and… Umu, everything else.”

“Absolutely, my Lord.” Shalltear replied with utmost seriousness for a moment, before she broke into a lustful grin again.

"Would you like to slake your lust on me, my Lord? I swear I'll do anything Your heart desire – You can treat me any way you want, I feel incomplete without You, my Lord…”

“Umu, of course.” Lord Momonga sighed, before a moment later in a flash appearing before Shalltear completely naked, His clothes removed apparently to the [Item Box].

“Well, the second time would probably be easier.” Shalltear could feel her undead heart lapping in joy as her Lord approached the bed, her attention taken by the mighty spear that was about to pierce her.

Shalltear thought for a moment about Lord Momonga's words and what exactly they meant, before all thoughts flew out of her head the moment Shalltear felt the painfully hot flesh radiating heat against her virginal flower bud. “You are… Very big."

Trying to focus her mind again after her thoughts seemingly flew out of her head, Shalltear tried to remember everything she had learned on how to entice men, every pose, every action, every word she should utter. ‘Okay, Shalltear, the very first thing, Lord Momonga is a Supreme Being, He will not wait – go ahead, act!’

Shalltear felt Lord Momonga's cock touch her entrance before stopping, causing the vampire to freeze. ‘What, why?!’

Shalltear looked up at Lord Momonga, hoping to see exactly what her Lord didn't like, before seeing the attentive gaze of brown eyes staring at her with warmth, tenderness, and an undercurrent of cold emptiness. It was as if her Lord was looking through Shalltear herself and straight into her soul, seeing her value no more than a butcher sees value in another slice of meat.

Shalltear froze, mesmerized by this gaze, again confused by all the thoughts in her mind, and then she nodded slowly, unsure of which of Lord Momonga's unasked questions she was responding to. Yet whatever it might be, agreeing to anything He would like to do to her was the only right answer.

After another moment, Shalltear felt her lower lips open and the Lord's cock penetrate her, leaving a mark on her inch by inch, as if her heated flesh were branded with a brand of hard iron. Shalltear instantly felt her feet begin to clench, as her skin ran with goosebumps from, her consciousness almost fleeing, but she forcibly muffled the sensations.

The servant was not supposed to cum before the Master!

Moment by moment, Shalltear felt her insides being pulled apart, Shalltear’s insides being filled up… Not just in the physical sense, but in the sense of two separate parts being made whole. Even if Shalltear could not touch Lord Momonga's mind or soul, at this moment, they had become one in body.

And Shalltear needed nothing more.

Lord Momonga's cock stopped its plundering for a moment, and Shalltear smiled, feeling a slight pressure inside her, a barrier in Lord Momonga's way, in the way of their complete unity… The proof of her purity.

Shalltear lifted her gaze again, tearing it from His chest to peer into His eyes, and smiled. “My Lord? Your servant wishes to be subdued by You…”

After another second, Shalltear felt a prick of pain, before it was immediately followed by a deluge of ecstasy, mixing in to create a new, intoxicating cocktail of sensations. A feeling exacerbated when her Lord also invaded her upper mouth with his tongue. Her lidded eyelids fluttered open as Shalltear felt her Lord's tongue, barraging her mind with pleasure.

The cocktail of pain and pleasure was exquisite as she clung to the Lord's tongue with her own, worshiping it with every movement she made. Her Lord's cock then continued moving further, centimeter by centimeter, making Shalltear feel filled to the brim inside and out…

He touched the very last gate of her body, making Shalltear feel the goosebumps running down her body, down her spine, toward her pussy intensify, from the new and so incredible, unexpected sensation. Shalltear licked Lord's tongue diligently, as if hoping to show her loyalty and that she was worthy to be Lord's pet, feeling Lord's cock move an inch away from the gates of her womb…

Before crashing into it with delectable pain.

Pain coursed through all of Shalltear’s nerve endings. Pain that would have made other girls scream out in agony – but for Shalltear that pain was echoed only by a lingering ecstasy from inside her body. Agony mixed with lust and desire, creeping inside Shalltear’s mind and changing it, leaving her with only one, throbbing desire.

‘More! More! More!’ And her Lord abided by Shalltear’s silent plead, His cock pounding Shalltear’s insides like a jackhammer, as if it was trying to pierce through her womb.

‘So, Lord Momonga likes it rough.’ An ordinary woman sensing such a thing would probably pale in fear, the Lord's cock was much larger than what girls usually expect from men, but for Shalltear this pain, spreading from within, was only a joy.

‘Of course, my Lord, I will not die so easily, do what You want with me… But if You want me to die, I will be only glad to give You the pleasure…’

The pain, the lust, the wild heat that turned, Shalltear’s mindless as she attempted to grasp Lord's tongue and lips with her tongue and thoughts. Shalltear’s fantasies, made her wriggle a moment later, feeling that she barely had the strength left to hold herself back.

‘My Lord, do you like it? My Lord? I can barely contain myself…’

The pain that poured inside Shalltear caused her to stop worshiping the Lord's tongue for a moment, trying to keep herself from climaxing. Shalltear bit her lip, but found only that the pain began to turn into ecstasy as well, only melting her mind even more.

‘Ehehe, whatever I do, it all becomes part of the pleasure… As expected of Lord Momonga…’

As if sensing the fact that Shalltear was close to breaking, Lord Momonga stopped moving for a while. Shalltear felt the pain was as the feeling of fullness receded, but at the same time the blissful pleasure and agonizing ecstasy still remained inside her…

Before, Lord drove His cock inside her again, sending pleasure and pain in waves through her body. Shalltear could not hold herself back in time and felt the orgasm overwhelm her, drowning all her rationale, leaving only animalistic lust and hunger.

‘Yes, Master, harder, harder!’ Shalltear manifested the madness of her passion by digging into Lord Momonga's lips, only to have Him press her tongue against His a moment later, making Shalltear moan in pain and at her own defeat.

‘Use me, hurt me, I want it, harder, more, more!’

The rough thrust of His cock inside Shalltear merged with the sensations of her sensitive post-orgasm pussy, the pain, and the heat melting her brain into an ecstatic cocktail. ‘More, harder, use me to the fullest, ignore me, I'm just meat, a sex doll, hurt me, leave Your mark on me!’

Jolt after jolt of pleasure, turned her brain into mush – Shalltear no longer knew exactly where she was, pain and ecstasy, kissing and sex, at some point, Shalltear completely stopped distinguishing between the sensations. She simply threw herself into the waves of sensation, letting only one thought in her mind, as it pounded into the walls of her skull.

‘More! More! More!’

Another orgasm shook her body, causing Shalltear to gasp with a great shiver, her body locking up, feeling even her undead eternal mind begin to fall apart. ‘More, deeper, harder, more pain, more pleasure!’

Like a relentless wave, Shalltear could no longer tell when, at one point, Shalltear felt her Lord's hands on her breasts. But instead of fear for her unremarkable forms came only more lust. ‘Use them… And then Albedo’s too. I want to see her moan on Your cock and then me, or Miki in a threesome, kneeling before You. Lash or chains and sex, and my whole harem, and I will be bound, torn from within like an eternal brand, and let it continue forever!’

With the last fading thought of her mind, Shalltear sensed another sensation, feeling her juices begin to drip onto the bed, onto her Lord, before feeling her insides fill with warmth.

‘Ah, my Lord! I did manage it after all… You came…  I'm so glad…’

After a few more moments, Shalltear felt the depths of her insides begin to stop clenching, before with one last unaesthetic squelch the Lord's cock left her, allowing her to realize that His seed was still pouring out of her… And that the Lord's cock had been soiled by her fluids.

"How uncivil of me…” Shalltear no longer used her mind, surrendering to lust and passion, her body moving by simple instinct.

"And Albedo already got a taste of it even it earlier, that big-mouthed gorilla… my mouth feels much better.”

Shalltear, overcoming the exhaustion that was beginning to overtake her, rose on her elbows, feeling the soreness and pain still radiating through her body. It was impossible to inflict it by conventional means, unless Shalltear herself wished it, but it was pain Shalltear wished she could feel all the time.

Rising on her elbows, Shalltear glanced at the Lord's cock, still hard as steel even after He had spilled His seed. As her face got closer, she could only marvel at its beauty and enormity, now covered in her juices. ‘And that was inside me? Fascinating. Lord Momonga doesn't even have to think about inflicting pain, He would have killed anyone with a simple act… As one would expect from a Supreme Being…’

Shalltear moved even closer, so close that she could feel the heat radiating from the rod on her face. With one last look at her Lord’s majestic body, Shalltear dove in, touching His cock with her lips, tasting it on her tongue a moment later. It was slightly bitter, slightly sweet, completely unforgettable, alluring, and most importantly, excessively passionate.

Shalltear swirled her tongue slowly, up and down the towering length, each pass gathering the leftover of her juices from the length of the Lord's cock. With each repetition, she could feel her soul sing as her tongue go numb, as if to reduce all her vital functions and responsibilities to this promiscuous act. ‘My Lord, what if I spend my life like this? On my knees, in front of You, licking my Lord's cock? Maybe this is where I was supposed to be all along? And in between, You could have fun with Albedo or more preferably anyone else, and I'd always be there to lick You clean…’

Motion after motion, the base of Lord's cock before rising to the top of it again, bestowing a light, gentle kiss on it, before opening her mouth to swallow it whole, as she looked into her Lord's eyes. ‘Do you like it, Lord? I can go deeper, test me…’

Slowly, letting her Lord feel her movements, Shalltear felt her mouth fill completely, then her throat, and beyond, until Shalltear felt her Lord's cock resting in the gate beyond her esophagus… And with a sharp thrust, she thrust herself all the way in, feeling the pain and pleasure and lewd taste of it penetrate her again, causing Shalltear to break into a lustful grin as she looked into her Lord's eyes.

And He lowered His hand and after a moment, and ran His hand through her white, loose hair and over her head, “That's… Nice. Thank you, Shalltear.”

A moment later, the first and only words Lord Momonga uttered during the entire sex literally sent Shalltear’s mind into paradise. The pain, the praise, the pleasure, the taste, and the sensation made Shalltear curl up and orgasmed.

Even at this moment, when she should have only been pleasing her Lord, He would bestow upon her untold pleasures. ‘My Lord, forgive me, your toy can't control itself at all…’

Despite her spirit pushing her to finish the job, and even though her flesh is willing, and as an Undead she shouldn’t really be feeling any tiredness, for some reason, Shalltear felt her body fill with fatigue. Forcing herself, Shalltear could only bob her head a few more times, trying to give Him the same sensations that her insides were giving Him moments earlier, before she felt the strong grip of her Lord's hands on her body.

After another moment, Shalltear felt, almost regretfully, the Lord's cock leave the confines of her body… Before a sharp thrust sent a cramp and hundreds of goosebumps through her body, causing her insides to contract in painful ecstasy. Lord Momonga had started fucking her face, each thrust causing unimaginable pain as she struggled to breath.

‘You can use me as a toy, I'm not worth anything else.’ Shalltear felt Lord Momonga drive His cock into her even harder with the next thrust, feeling her insides tremble. ‘Thrust inside me harder, break me, more, more!’ The pleasure and pain made Shalltear want to shout, but all that came out of her mouth were gurgles.

Thrust after thrust, until Shalltear felt a shudder begin to creep through her body, as her consciousness began to slip and darkness were beginning to consume her sight. And, as her Lord's cock jerked the length of her throat and beyond, making her feel with her whole body the pleasure she could bring her Lord. ‘Harder, tear me apart, more!’

Shalltear felt as if every muscle in her body had failed, and she was nothing more than a rag doll in the Lord's hands, needed only as a piece of warm flesh for her Lord to put on His cock. ‘Yes, use me, harder, more, You can tie me down, here is my place, here is where I must spend my life, every day, every hour, every second!’

Lord Momonga's hand ran through Shalltear’s hair, making her freeze at the new, unexpected sensations, at the meaning behind them, as felt a familiar the warmth and heaviness inside her again. Her Lord's cock shuddered, and Shalltear’s insides were stained white.

The moment, the shared unity of sensation, made Shalltear shudder again as she came, her juices running down her legs in a spasm of goosebumps as her body contorted to contain the rapture of the moment.

With one last shudder, she collapsed on the bed, she wanted to spend that eternity suckling on her now favorite treat, before it was drawn away so cruelly, and she was too weak to reach out once again. With a slurping sound and a pop, the Lord robbed of her favorite treat, but not without depositing one last treat. Enjoying the slightly salty, viscous taste on her tongue, Shalltear could only once again praise her Lord for His kindness.

Shalltear swirled her tongue, savoring the last drops from the head of His cock before the Lord would withdraw it completely, feeling her dessert gathering on her tongue, numb with taste and pleasure. Rolling her tongue, trying to feel every detail of the taste, forever imprinting it on her taste buds, trying to remember it for eternity, before opening her mouth like a faithful dog showing its Master a new trick.

She could only preen at the attention Lord Momonga was giving her before closing it and slowly swallowing the viscous saliva and semen with pleasure, seeing Lord Momonga's gaze, demonstrating her actions.

Before she opened her mouth again, flicking her tongue out, showing the pristine cleanliness of her mouth, closing it a moment later and smiling. "My Lord?”

“Umu,” Lord Momonga answered slowly, glancing over at Shalltear’s naked body glistening with her efforts, making her body, soothed for a moment, burn with lust again. “You… Umu, I think we've done enough of this, you should shower… Umu, and go down to Albedo, to discuss living in this world.”

Shalltear realized with some sadness that her time of joy was over, before she instantly rose from Lord Momonga's bed and curtsied, still unclothed, though, which might have made her actions seem somewhat comical. "Right away, my Lord…”

A moment later, without putting on her clothes, wanting to show Albedo that she wasn't the only one endowed with Lord Momonga's grace. Though there was a charm in putting on her own clothes and letting them soak in Lord Momonga's smell and semen, Shalltear walked quickly, almost skipping. Looking at the way she moved, unaffected by her previous exertions thanks to the undead's infinite endurance, and headed for the shower.

***

Momonga, left alone on his bed, desperately tried to find a dry place where he could rest his body, and failing. The bed was plastered with drops of his own cum, Shalltear’s juices, and some of the blood spilling over the sheets and blanket.

Covering his eyes and leaning his head against the wall of his room, Momonga found his emotion to be in quite the disarray. "Umu… It was all just fine, of course, except for the moment when my heart almost skipped a beat when Shalltear reached for my cock with her mouth with a manic look on her face. Sure I loved it all, but… What to do with the bed now?"

Maybe Momonga could try to summon one of the Homunculus Maids?