The Way of the Harem (Patreon)

Combining my lady's boundless capacity for the unexpected and the seemingly nigh-unlimited potential of dark magic with the mountains upon mountains of old, untested and improperly cared for artifacts present in the darkest depths of the magical R&D department was, and I freely admit this, perhaps one of the worst ideas anyone has ever had or could possibly ever have.

Case in question, the fact that there were currently not one, not two, but three instances of my lady standing in front of me, as I stand wondering to myself how I should even proceed from this point onward.

"And... this is safe?" I asked, trying to assuage my own fears more than anything else. My lady is prone to doing things that would naturally get her in danger. In fact, some would say, she's more prone to danger than any other human being alive, who doesn't have the danger imposed upon them at any rate. She found it all on her own without help.

"Perfectly!" the version of my lady with glasses said.

I've been told, she represents my lady's wisdom. She wore glasses because apparently she thought smart people wore glasses, the lenses themselves were simple glass and didn't actually have any correction beyond a small amount of protection from the sun's harmful rays. She wore her hair in a braid, she carried herself with some degree of confidence, and she had a book about farming technology and techniques, that she had been reading before I entered the room, under her armpit.

She also wore my lady's simplest dress, a blue gown.

"That's what the director said at least," the one to my left said, bearing a confident smirk and dressed in the customary greens that Katarina wore to do farmwork, her hair kept out of her face with a headkerchief but otherwise let loose. She put her hands on her hips, striking a confident pose. She represented my lady's courage and might, or in other words, she represented the part of my lady that would most frequently get her into trouble.

And the last one...

The last one, well...

The last one was approaching me directly, and put her hands on my shoulder. She had a devilish smile to her face, and she wore a fancy blue gown, similar to the clothes my lady wore to formal events, her hair carefully done up, and most important of all... unlike the other two, who crowded me as soon as I came in, she waited to strike, and approached me swiftly, throwing her hands around my shoulders, back and neck, looking me in the eye. She was Instinct, now without her tempering naivete. "We'll become one once more soon enough," she said, her voice throaty. "Until then..."

"My lady, I understand - if you want me to, then we can retire to private quarters and-"

"No!" Katarina of Wisdom cut off, grabbing me by my right arm.

Katarina of Courage didn't waste time either, grabbing me as well, the two of them pulling me further into the room. The mansion we lived in was quite large, it needed to be given the requirements of my lady's relationships, and it had tons of rooms like this one, private rest and recreation rooms, this one being Katarina's own.

Unsurprisingly, it was an excellent place to take a nap on a luxurious and huge couch, eat a snack from the magical minifridge that I'm sure she totally had permission to take home from the Magical Research Department, read a silly romance novel from the massive shelf stocked to the brim with them, or, as it was about to be the case...

Enjoy a passionate embrace with Katarina herself.

"But, my lady, which one will go first?" I asked, trying to buy myself time. Perhaps if I could turn my lady's attention to her other selves, I could squeeze my way out of this situation-

"You, of course!" Instinct replied, her voice low, almost to a purr. My lady was still my lady, of course, and her attempt at being seductive wasn't exactly working out for her. She was more adorable than she could ever be sexy, and the fact that she was obviously reading it off of a cue card that Wisdom thought I hadn't noticed her raise up behind my head only made it more noticeable.

I've known this lady for a decade and a half, since we were both young children, and I can definitely say that at her core, she hasn't changed one bit since she regained her previous self.

They pulled me forward and closed the door behind me, with both myself and Katarina within the room, it could not be opened from outside anymore. 

I could also feel Courage clumsily attempting to pickpocket my own set of keys from the apron of my maid uniform, which I allowed her to do. What else was I to do? If she had just told me to hand them over, I would have, but then, my lady is not well known for the most logical thinking in the world. Perhaps that's why we get along so well these days.

Instinct and Wisdom dragged me over to the couch, and sat me down on its overly plush red velvet paradise, an overindulgence, the most comfortable piece of furniture one could've found this side of science fiction, created for my lady's own personal use, at great expense and with great effort, probably the biggest expense she had ever made using the funds of the companies that she technically owned through me.

Instinct, her face as red as a ripe apple, got between my legs, hiking up my dress. These days, I didn't wear as many knives on me as I used to, but she noticed the one strapped to my inner thigh and glanced up at me with a questioning stare. It was an old pal, one that had served me well in the years when I was more active as an agent for the House of Claes than I am today, and I must say, it is an excellent kitchen companion as well.

Wisdom then began to untie the knot my apron strings were tied into behind my back, following by loosening up the ribbon of my collar. The immediate relaxation from the reduction of pressure actually caught me by surprise. I wear my uniform every day, but I've taken the initiative so much that I've almost forgotten what it feels like to have it taken off by someone else. Were it anyone else who removed the holster for my knife, I would've become nervous.

How comfortable have I become with my lady that her hands on my body make me feel so safe?

"You're beautiful," my lady of Instinct spoke. "Tanya... you're so beautiful... even though you're a commoner, you look so much more like a noble than I do," she spoke, her hands grabbing onto my legs and caressing their way up, I could feel her body heat through my tights, feel the softness of her skin and the strength of her fingers as she applied pressure on her way up, until each of her hands 

"Y-Yeah," Wisdom agreed, her eyes roving over my body. "You're so slim and elegant," she spoke, "your skin's so pretty and pale," she spoke, nuzzling my neck from the right side.

"Oh yeah," Courage said, her voice low but not hushed at all, as she approached from my left, placing one hand on my chest, the other on my face, turning my face to hers and tilting me just enough that she could plant her lips on mine and kiss me deeply, her tongue slipping past my lips, she held me in place and I reciprocated her kiss.

Long ago I'd been the one to teach her, and now, she has long since surpassed me, she simply had much more practice than I ever could imagine, with all sorts and learning so much more than what I had taught her. It filled me with a bitter sensation, but I suppressed the jealous demon rising within me. I had my lady with me right then and there, no matter what else each of us felt, right now, that didn't matter.

Oh.

I'm starting to lose it, aren't I?

"Oh, me too!" Wisdom said, as soon as Courage broke the kiss and pulled back, nuzzling my neck same as wisdom had done before, dedicating most of her attention to playing with my, admittedly meager, chest through my apron and dress. I was surprised she hadn't taken it off yet.

But I couldn't really think about that when my lady of Wisdom grabbed my face with both hands, her palms on my cheeks and her fingers over my ears, and then planted an even heavier, much more intense kiss on my lips than the one I'd just had. I could feel the cold touch of the metal frame of her glasses, almost as if I was wearing them myself, and I could feel her earnest, methodical approach. She was the part of my lady that had always been eager to learn anything that caught her interest, the part of my lady that devoured knowledge... And though I can imagine she's no more interesting in academics in general than my lady was, it's undeniable that when a topic does interest her, she is thorough in her education.

Case in point, I was trying to digress and distract myself because I didn't want to think of how much my lady's kiss was blowing my mind out of my skull, it was like she knew everything I liked in a kiss and was putting it all together, constructing it into a perfect and superior kiss.

At the same time, I felt, more than I saw, Instinct pout, her cheeks puffing up as she felt ignored, while the other two reaped the harvest that their touch had sown, I felt her grip on my thighs tighten and she pushed them apart, half climbing atop the couch herself.

"Then I'll kiss you down here!" she declared, as she hiked my dress up more and revealed the black and white panties I wore underneath my maid uniform. Never before would I've thought I'd be worried about the cuteness level of the panties I wore to work, that sentence would've just been insane to me my first time around reincarnation, but now?

Now I am so glad I worried and put on a cute pair, Wisdom broke the kiss with me and I looked down to see Instinct's face, looking red as she looked at my panties, a black set with a white apron-like decoration, a gift from an old coworker whose suffering at my side from my lady's foolishness would never be forgotten, nor would her almost encyclopedic knowledge of my lady's tastes.

"Th-that, those," Katarina of Instinct blushed. "Why'd-"

"I suspected it'd turn out like this," I said, giving my lady a smile. "I am yours. Whenever and wherever you want me. No matter what, no matter when, no matter how," I spoke, needing not inject a hint of deception. "For my lady who has taken my heart and kept it so preciously, I am always ready to give anything, every part of me, my body included," I spoke softly.

"Y-You, Tanya..!!" 

It seemed like Instinct was losing her rational mind and acting on, well, instinct, because she tore my tights up and buried her face in my crotch, her lips, her nose and her tongue giving me intensely pleasurable sensations as she went about familiarizing herself with the panties I wore. 

"O-oh," I winced as I felt her nose bump my clit, the sudden and unexpected bolt of pleasure that coursed through me seemingly the opening Courage was looking for, as she recaptured my mouth in a kiss, while undying the knot that kept my apron up fully. I couldn't speak, my senses were overwhelmed by pleasure and by the taste, scent and feel of my lady, all over me, her warmth washing over me, giving me sensual pleasure and soft comfort.

I...

This is better than the retirement I've dreamed of.

My lady's hands upon me, so many of my lady's hands upon me, on my legs, on my back, neck, shoulders, on my stomach and chest, as my apron falls, I can feel my lady of wisdom unbuttoning my dress, and then pulling it open... its design was created for this, and this alone.

I wasn't surprised.

Undoubtedly, many nobles were laying hands on their help. It was only to be expected. Once or twice, I entertained a thought of the benefits I could've gained from the Lord of Claes if I were to become that sort of maid, before discarding the thought as the Lord had simply been entirely too in love with his wife, and by the time I was grown enough for that to be a concern, I was wholly my lady Katarina's.

Wisdom's lips latched onto my nipple. She had grown quite fond of this act, but much more so with the Lady Hunt than she was with me, and I certainly couldn't blame her, I'd be a hypocrite if I did as I had joined her more than once in the act, but- even so-

Courage trailed kisses down my cheek and neck and chest and joined wisdom, each of them latching onto one of my nipples in their own way. Courage was rough and demanding, she knew what she wanted and what she wanted was to hear me moan, to hear me let my voice out, and who was I to deny my lady? Courage sucked hard, rubbing her teeth ever so slightly against my stiff nipple, the pink little nub was on fire from her attentions and I wouldn't have been able to hold my voice in if I wanted to from her rough sucking.

Wisdom knew just as much, but she knew how to get it too, she was gentler, softer, more patient, she used her tongue and her lips, she kissed my areola, lavished my nipple with the attention of her tongue, soft, light flicks, contrasting with her rougher other self, and between the two of them, they were driving me wild.

Wild enough not to notice that Instinct had moved my panties to each side, driven me out of my mind enough to only notice when I felt her lips kiss my labia, and her tongue spear directly into my vagina, into my intimate parts.

Where only my lady, and my lady alone, was ever allowed.

It was like a thunderbolt.

I wonder if the windows would vibrate enough to shatter, I made my own ears ring with the scream as the most explosive and potent orgasm of my life coursed through me, as I basked in the attentions and love of not one, not two, but three copies of the most precious and important person in my entire world, as I allowed the lady whom I served faithfully and of my own free will, with whom I had found the happiness of family and affection, to take everything from me and replace it with pleasure and sexual satisfaction.

Everything was going pink, the pleasure was climbing, waves and waves of mind numbing pleasure emanated from my core, because she didn't stop, she wouldn't stop, each movement of her tongue was incredible within me, each feel of her teeth brushing against my nipple was incredible, every naughty smack from a kiss on my other nipple was incredible.

Everything about her just felt incredible.

"My lady, my lady, my lady..!!"

"Say my name!" Courage roared.

"Yeah!" Instinct yelled, muffled by my cunt.

"Do it!!" Wisdom agreed.

All of them redoubled their efforts, increased the strength and intensity of their ministrations, quickly drove me to an even greater and more potent orgasm, they were going to ruin me, they were going to break me, I couldn't endure, my lady would destroy me, and I couldn't help but feel immensely happy about it!!

What have I become?!

"Ah, my lady, please-" I cried, and I had to blink tears so that I could even see, I was losing it by the momeent, I could feel the hold on my thoughts loosening by the second as I'm becoming ever increasingly less capable of holding the tide back. "P-Please, I, I-"

"Say iiit!!!" they all cried in unison.

"Agh, Ka-Kat, my, my la," I was cut off by a moan that came from my very core and I couldn't hold back at all, "K-KATARINAAAA!!!"

I lost all control of my body. Everything went... pink.

Rainbow stars exploded at the back of my skull, like fireworks going off. I get it. I get it now. That old, stupid trope in anime shows, where they represent an orgasm with fireworks going off.

For once...

I understood it.

Perhaps my countrymen were more in tune than I gave them credit for.

And then as I came back down to the Kingdom of Sorcier where I had been reborn, for what feels like a third time after that orgasm, the door suddenly opened.

"Tanya what's wrong are you ok are you hurt anywhere do you need help!?" 

And then my lady, Katarina of Naivete, who looked completely identical to her usual self, and acted completely identical to her usual self, as she represented, by word of the others, about 90% of the complete whole of Katarina, stormed into the room, as I was squirting all over her carpet.

"Oh come on you guys, you started without me!?" the primary aspect of my lady complained, stepping in and closing the door behind herself.

Not for the first time since I ever consummated my relationship with my beloved lady, I felt like I'd biten off vastly more than I could chew... but I suppose a maid must fit in with her lady, and my precious lady has hardly ever been known for being shy about a challenge.

They descended upon me like rapacious wolves, and I surrendered myself to their ravenous sexual appetite.

I'll need to find that artifact and... return the favor some time, let my lady feel my love as I am feeling hers...