The Gamer Chapter 1060 – Christmas Orgy 2 – Adorably Submissive (Patreon)

John straightened up and let his eyes wander over the circle around him. Each of the fifteen women reacted to his gaze in the same way. Still on their knees, still masturbating, they leaned forward, emphasizing either their breasts or their wide-open mouths, depending on the confidence they had in their tits. Had it not been for earlier orders and their deliberate state of heightened submissiveness, they would have tried showing off other assets that John was usually more interested in.

‘Should I use Jack?’ he wondered, looking at the number of willing and wet women available to him. ‘No, maids are about serving and submitting. It’ll be more satisfying if I keep it to one body and make them all compete to satisfy me.’ John stood up and, cock in hand, walked along the inside of the circle.

Where he passed, the submissive display of open mouths only grew more intense. Nostrils flared, taking in his scent and fuelling the loud moans they let out in an attempt to entice him. Doing as much as brushing over their hair with his hand made them shiver. John had many tools to make their ecstasy even more mindless, be that via hypnotic suggestion or increasing their sensitivity, but refrained from them because they would exclude Momo. Plus, if he took it too far, they may forget the role they were supposed to play.

Rave seemed the calmest, as if she knew she wouldn’t get chosen. Aclysia, eager as ever, raised her chin and diligently presented herself. Nathalia’s dark red lips were almost pulled into a frown when he passed her, the unmaidenly expression only stopped by her moans. Gnome simultaneously slouched, hiding herself, and leaned forward, ready to offer her throat. Salamander proudly pronounced her massive breasts, popping out of the overstretched chest cover, her inhumanely long tongue reaching all the way to her collarbone and dripping her oily saliva into her cleavage.

Undine did much the same, except that her watery drool dripped thirstily from her chin. Sylph moaned up a storm as she masturbated feverishly, making up for her lack of grace with enthusiastic perversion. Lydia sat straight, worked her pussy methodically, and kept her eyes down with iron discipline, compromised only by the clear desire with which she moaned after his passing cock. Nia was mostly silent, save for the occasional gasp, but her pink lips trembled invitingly all the same. Siena aggressively leaned towards him, presenting her agape mouth, including the sharp teeth and pointy, smooth tongue.

Metra stayed in her role as willing sex slave, remaining put despite her berserker nature and following his orders to the maximum extent of desirability. Scarlett openly defied the etiquette of submissive maids and met his gaze head-on – earning herself a slap in the process. She answered it with a loud moan and obedience. Beatrice followed the orders to the letter, her posture was immaculate and her expressions of lust only slight. Lee, partaking in such a submissive play for the first time, occasionally looked to her neighbours to check if she was behaving properly. When John was close, she forgot all about that and did as everyone else, pushing her tongue out and making her throat as enticing as possible.

John made two rounds, and on the third, stopped before the woman that clearly needed his attention the most. Silently forming the word ‘cock’ with her lips over and over again, drenching the floor as she feverishly masturbated to his scent, the small woman stretched her tongue out in desperation, even as her body remained put and her eyes downcast.

Carefully, the Gamer moved closer to Eliana. There was still a sliver of Thana in there and it would find it easier to come to the surface than ever before, now that both of them were permanently active. Whether the goddess of genocide simply didn’t care or was even interested, she showed no signs of interrupting when John placed his cock on Eliana’s tongue. The submissive girl practically screamed from the taste alone.

“Serve me, Eliana,” John gave a simple command, certain what she would do next. Immediately, the pretty little psycho slammed her face down on his groin and came hard enough to forget what she was supposed to do next, aside from scream. Grabbing her head with both hands, he manhandled her as he fucked her face relentlessly. The cock-starved masochist fell silent only due to the lack of oxygen.

Asphyxiated by the cock that only occasionally drew back enough to allow her to breathe, Eliana’s face was absolutely ruined in a matter of seconds. Sexual fluids covered the area around her lips, growing stickier and messier by the second. Droplets of saliva, phlegm and precum dripped from her chin and stained the white cloth that covered her breasts. Her choker bulged and finally snapped. Her white-blue hair was sent flying with each rough ramming of her throat. Tongue and vocal cords elevated his pleasure through deliberate massages and the occasional scream.

John didn’t care to last long, this pain-loving little slut desperately wanted his semen anyway. One last thrust, and he started to unload deep inside her mouth. Eliza’s eyelids quivered, her gaze remained submissively downcast, and she remained as still and quiet as she could while she drenched her skirt and stockings. All she was, all she obviously aimed to be, was a cumdump. She was splendid at that, every aspect of her body language signalling that she was his to use.

She might have lacked the serving attitude and grace of a proper maid, but she sure as fuck knew how to submit.

After he pulled out, he grabbed his cock with one hand and a fistful of her hair with the other. “You love cum, don’t you?” he asked her. “You’re a desperate little cumslut, right? Answer me.”

“Only… your cum, Master,” Eliana panted, while John made a greater mess out of her face by slapping his dick against it. Each time, her tongue curved in the direction of the erect member, trying to get another taste. “I love your cum, Master.”

“Do you want more, my cumslut?” he asked.

“Yes!” Eliana cried wantonly. Roughly, John pulled her by the hair towards the middle of the room, where Momo was still lying. The fairy support had recuperated for the most part and the absurd size of the Gamer’s load was slowly oozing out of her wet cunt.

“Oh yessss,” John heard Momo whisper under her breath when he shoved Eliana’s face between her thighs. Before he gave the word, neither the cum-hungry nor the lesbian-loving maid went ahead, but they all knew where this was going.

“Pleasure each other,” John commanded and let his eyes wander around the room. “That goes for all of you. I want you all to show off for me.”

“”Yes, Master!”” The many voices of his harem unified into an obedient cry and they turned towards each other. Within seconds, the ring of masturbating girls had transformed into a ring of lesbian engagements. Two to four of the gorgeous babes engaged with each other.

Rave ‘assaulted’ Scarlett, shoving the bratty submissive on the floor and quickly pinning her down with lips and fingers. Nathalia pulled Sylph and Lydia towards herself, making the two serve, one at the lower and the other at the higher pair of lips. Aclysia and Beatrice knew exactly what their Master liked to see and sat down next to each other, rubbing the other’s clit while kissing. Siena secured herself Gnome and Lee, bullying both in ways the Gamer loved to see, teasing their tits and pussies with conjured tentacles of darkness. Salamander, Undine, Nia and Metra were simply all over each other, a pile of limbs and gasps.

John took all of them in, while he positioned himself behind Eliana. It was in every lick and every moan of Momo that she loved getting eaten out by the pretty little psycho and was equally willing to return the favour. Despite the enthusiasm she had for this bit of lesbianism, she pulled her head back immediately when the Gamer’s cock entered her field of view. As he started to push inside Eliana, the fairy support even licked the underside of his cock. She did so with a smile on her face.

Satisfied, her preference for women, stronger than the already clear bisexualism of the other haremettes, only made her hornier and more eager to tangle with the one cock in her life that she did want. John glided over the tongue with glee. All she did was keep it extended as he thrust forward, but the psychological satisfaction he derived from that was immense. The physical pleasure came from the tight pussy he was gradually penetrating. Eliana’s moans were muffled, her lips still attached to the source of more of her favourite taste in the world. In her greed, she practically hugged Momo’s ass.

‘Fucking hell, I love this,’ John thought, his eyes not focused on his almost completely sheathed cock, but Eliana’s thighs. At the worst of times, they were among the thickest and most delicious in his harem. What straps and stockings did to them was almost indescribable in its visual eroticism. The semi-translucent fabric pressed into the squishy flesh, creating a wonderful little depression that showed just how soft and firm the skin, fat and muscles were. Distracted by a tongue on his balls, he whispered, “Oh, you fierce little minx…”

Fully sheathed inside Eliana, his cock was getting massaged by the submissive’s folds while the fairy support kissed and licked his sack, worshipping it in a way she would have never admitted to out loud. He had to break that delightful stalemate to fuck Eliana. Once he did, Momo concentrated exclusively on the pretty little psycho’s clit. Still, having felt that once, the Gamer was filled with a deep satisfaction.

With simple, steady thrusts, he used Eliana’s pussy. He treated her pleasure as secondary, even if the truth was that he watched very carefully whether she was enjoying things or not. Through spanks and a dash of verbal abuse, he kept her masochistic side engaged, her desires high. Truthfully, each full-power smack John delivered to her rear was a source of immense satisfaction for him as well. The impact, the sound, her scream, the jiggle of her ass and thighs, the red spot that, sadly, was eliminated by her regenerative powers within seconds. Being rough with her was primal. Her maid outfit was clingy with sweat. She looked fantastic in it.

John drank from her sight, deeply, just as he did with the circle of haremettes around him. Many of them only wore the maid outfit for show, some actually tried to stay in the role, and a few succeeded. The discrepancies between ruined, dishevelled and sexually compromised maid outfits were apparent and intriguing. As much as everyone tried, their braids were all undone by now.

Nathalia, Eliana, Salamander, Sylph, Siena, Metra, and Scarlett, all of their maid uniforms were shifted out of place. The white that covered their tits had been yanked down, often with enough force to tear it – deliberately or not. Skirts were similarly destroyed or had been discarded. The straps of their garter belts were disconnected, the stockings had partly slipped.

Undine, Lydia, Nia and Lee fared slightly better. Although their outfits were compromised in little ways, usually slightly displaced with some of the minor elements no longer sitting as well as they should, at large they were intact. While the first group was fucking as wildly as usual, these four attempted to retain maidenly grace.

That Aclysia and Beatrice managed to stay perfect in display and demeanour was unsurprising. Similarly, of all the girls, that Gnome managed to stay presentable was fully in line with John’s expectations – even if the constant dominating she had to endure made things difficult. Rave, however, was a surprise. For all the virtues of his girlfriend, John didn’t think of her as skilled in the ways of the maid. A grin shot his way told him all he needed to: when it came to satisfying him sexually, the first of the harem definitely knew what to do.

John could no longer hold back. His grab on Eliana’s hips intensified and he bowed over her as his thrusts accelerated. Feeling his climax coming, the white-blue haired woman threw her head back and howled at the ceiling. “Beg!” he commanded her.

“Cock, hammer me with your cock, Master!” Eliana screamed with the last vestiges of her energy. “Inside me! Cum deep inside me! Fill me up! Please, Master, I need you to fill me up! Master! I love – love – love – love you! Paint my fucking insides white! Mark my womb! It’s yours!” John reached forward, grabbing her throat and forcing her back to bend until he could see her upside-down face. It was a mess. The greatest mess a man could ever make or see. “Use me, fuck me, fill me, breed me! Cum inside me-eeee… Aaaaaaaaahhh!”

With one last thrust John’s seed started pumping into the perverse nymphomaniac, fulfilling all but her final wish. She kept screaming in climactic ecstasy, drowning out the other haremettes who had once again managed to time their own orgasms perfectly. The room was a deafening symphony of orgasmic screams. A music like none other to blast a massive load into a submissive to. Her clenching and relaxing folds massaged every drop of seed out of him, and Momo’s tongue, still working Eliana’s clit, provided an additional layer of pleasure.

John wanted more and he needed it now. The moment his orgasm was over, he pulled out of Eliana and angled his cock slightly further down. Momo reacted immediately, wrapping her full, pink lips around the glans, and kept them tight around his shaft as he pressed inside.

The Gamer couldn’t see what precisely either of them were doing. Hidden by Eliana’s ass, Momo’s expression was a mystery. What he could see was the fairy support reaching down to her pussy and working it furiously while he fucked her face. Either she was fundamentally more willing to play the submissive than John had thought or she was so deep in her lust that such things barely even mattered. Which it was, he would find out another time.

For now, he rapidly pistoned in and out of her willing hot mouth. He could feel how his dick stretched out her throat and the reverberations of her screams. Her toes curled, her hips shot off the ground with each of the multiple orgasms she went through. Having her back, having her willingly submit herself to this degree, having her enjoy being used this way, it made it impossible for John to last long.

It certainly didn’t help that he still had Eliana to play with. The submissive was subject to choking, aggressive spanking and fingering. The Gamer used her as putty in his hands, a toy on which to unleash his sadistic tendencies and she took it all in like the utter masochist, the masochist that had manifested these domineering urges in him, she was.

In the end, he pushed Eliana’s face back between Momo’s legs. Consequently, Momo’s muffled screams intensified, as did the enthusiasm with which she moved her tongue. Sloppy, untrained movements, admittedly, as the fairy support hadn’t given a blowjob in a while. A blessing, in that case, that he was relentlessly fucking her face as if it was some sort of mouth-pussy.

And then he was suddenly at the edge again.

He kept fucking her throat even as he came. Her mouth, her throat, her gullet, each spurt pumped into another segment of her willing insides. By mere accident, he pulled back too far at one point, leaving her tightly sealed lips behind. Momo’s hand immediately found his dick and masturbated him while the remaining ropes of cum shot out, settling on her face and Eliana’s cunt.

As if their strings had been cut, all three of them collapsed moments later. John raised his hand to signal that everyone could take a pause. All of them needed a moment, with the exception of Nathalia perhaps.

Once John had gathered his breath and enough of his mind to consider how to continue, he pondered. ‘I think our newcomers have gotten enough attention,’ he told himself and slowly stood up. ‘Time to really enjoy the orgy.’ “Girls, I think it’s time I showed what Gaia gifted me on the short stroll you sent me out on.” The announcement, predictably, piqued interest, and John activated the new Master Stud Passive. Forming immediately as the whole unit, a second cock appeared next to his ‘proper’ one. Both were part of his body and both were fully functional. Nobody was shocked, how could they with all the other absurdities coming with the Gamer’s lovemaking. Delighted squeals were the most common reaction, followed closely by appreciative hums. “Serve me,” he commanded the flock of maids.

A competitive rush to claim either of the two cocks began.