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Greedy Cataloger
Chapter 8

-VB-

For their own reasons, Lisa, Kayden, and Taylor wanted to make an independent hero team using the Shroud as their new power and their original powers hidden as aces and tricks.

I wasn't against that, because no more than a day later, I got all of them to agree to bring me villainesses who people might not care about when they disappeared.

Was it also unreasonable of me to interrupt their planning and training sessions by taking one of them at a time for a very long fuck session?

My answer would be a no, but Taylor thought otherwise.

However, with her vagina plugged up with my dick and her lips sealed with mine, she was in no condition to complain.

Her long and toned legs tightened around my waist while I groped her curvaceous ass with both my hands while I pumped her up and down on my dick.

My manhandled girl was half-dazed from sex and half-indignant from being used as cheap relief, but what was she going to tell me, her master?

I was happy with my girls in my arms and unhappy when they weren't. I wanted them all the time at my side, but even shroud-bounds have wills of their own. Making them depressed by locking them up went against my agenda, but if they had no choice but to remain home because I knocked them up… well then, thar was a happy occasion for everyone.

This was why over the past week Taylor spent hours upon hours being fucked and used by me.

Today alone, her pussy had been jizzed in on seven separate occasions, never mind her asshole and mouth.

Our kiss broke and she moaned throatily as she orgasmed again. Her pussy tightened up around my dick and throbbed rhythmically. Leaning down, I kissed and sucked on her, making her shiver and arch her back. She pressed her sweaty body up and grinded against me.

"More…" she mumbled as her grips on my shoulders and waist tightened while she used my thighs as leverage to pump herself slowly on my dick. "Fuck me more…"

Taylor also found a new side of herself. Just like her fan title, she escalated and always wanted more. She reached and reached and reached until she fainted from both exhaustion and overwhelming sexual high.

So I did what I did best.

I grabbed her waist just as she pulled herself almost off my dick and slammed her back down.

Her eyes glimmered with dazed lust, and I held her there for a moment.

"Tell me what you are, Taylor. Say it."

She nearly gurgled from her ecstasy but her lips trembled as she said it. "I'm y-your sex toy…. Y-you cum in me whenever you wants. I'm g-going to let myself g-get knocked up…"

I kissed her hard and roughly brought her up and down my shaft. I pumped her with complete disregard for the state she was in, and she broke down into sobs of pleasure as she came again and again while I tried to get one more shot in her.

And then I did.

I came as I sucked on her nearly flat chest, and pressed firmly down on her to reach even deeper.

She held on dearly as she accepted another load from me, and then she fainted.

I laid on top of her (when did the position switch happen?) For a long time, enjoying how earn she was inside and her smell (aside from the smell of sex and sweat) before I pulled out of her and left her to her well earned sleep.

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"Y-you love control. You c-can't help it," Lisa smirked.

It was ruined by her sweaty blonde hair sticking to her face, bed, and neck while I had my hands holding her hands and pinning them to the bed as I nailed her pussy from above.

I admitted that I did.

I mean, why else would my insecure ass go about buying and making mindcontrolled slaves?

Lisa was just feeling a bit petty because I was ruining her plans for longer leashed independence by literally ruining her pussy.

She closed her eyes and bit her lips as her pussy trembled and twisted as she climaxed.

"We really need you to get another woman," she gasped, making her chest heave and her near perfect globes shudder atop her chest.

I dove in and sucked each of her nipples for good measure.

She sighed contently. "Fuck. I mean, I know you weren't a virgin but how the hell are you good at this after three years of dry spell?"

So she gleaned that much about me? Her power was really good at information extraction.

"It helps that I have inhumane stamina. Also because watching you cum brings me closer to cumming."

She opened her eyes and stared up at me. She did have that haze of pleasure in her eyes but there was something else, too.

"... you have trouble cumming?"

"Not trouble. It takes a lot of work, and I hate it," I huffed as I pulled out of her. She moaned briefly while her now slightly gaping pussy throbbed. "My first ever girlfriend actually broke up because she lost confidence."

"Oh, do tell?"

"She couldn't make me cum at all."

Lisa, despite talking about my ex, winced. "Ouch."

"I mean, it felt good but cumming is hard to the point that it sucks," I hummed. "Or it used to be. My body's much better now. I guess that the Shroud fixed that bit of … disorder."

She sat up and lightly slapped my shoulder. "Alright, I get it. You're a big macho man who makes his women cum multiple times every day." Then she frowned. "You really can't let us out of your sights for long, huh?"

I felt my cheeks twitch a little as I turned around. Was she trying to help or rub my nature in my face? I stared back at her and found her waiting patiently for my response, a deal realized that she was trying to help.

"Yeah," I sighed. "I just keep choosing to keep all of you close. I mean, I didn't have to tell you about the shroud-bound's abilities but I did…. But here I am, intentionally sabotaging you all by fucking you ten times a day."

"That sucks, by the way," she frowned at me. "Do you know how sore all of us are except you? Even Kayden is miffed. The only reason we don't say no … has to be because of our status."

"..."

She leaned in and gave me a kiss. "Honestly, it's better this way. Whatever that changed you like this isn't going away naturally. You know, talking and psychiatrist."

"I feel it. Yeah." I had been trying to ignore it. It was subtle. It made me supportive but always came back to encourage myself to hoard my girls and find more to fuck.

"Don't feel bad about putting a baby in me," she said quietly. "I love you."

"Love you, too," I smiled softly. Her feelings were genuine as mine was.

She paused and then huffed. "You really do have too much stamina, huh? Dicks rot off if they are erect as long as yours have been, you know?"

I looked down and found my dick indeed erect and throbbing.

She lightly pushed me off the bed and smiled. "Okay. We have our quota of lovey-dovey serious talk and long ass fucking. Go do Milly or Kayden or something. I'm tired, sticky, and sweaty, so I'm hitting the shower."

-VB-

Milly and Kayden were sleeping, so I left them to their sweet sleep.

Instead, I mentally commanded the Pocket Apartment to make another room.

I watched from the dead end of the corridor as it lengthened and then a doorway and door grew out from one side of the wall. Once a full room finished growing, the expansion stopped.

I knew that Lisa was right. I did need more, although having more could lead to worse hoarding tendencies.

But I was going to give it a go.

Now, who should I choose…?