Unknown Location...

San Fidwud had one knee on the ground while he bowed, not having the courage to look upon the face of his benefactor.

While it was true that a part of their plans had been successful, the other part, which had been to kill the Great family scions had failed and in the process, a lot of Plebeian men had been lost.

What made it worse was that the only ones who knew the party responsible for the loss were the Great family that had been saved, hence they had more information that could prove critical once the war began.

After all, they were completely sure, thanks to careful planning and information gathering that the Great families could not have handled the threat so efficiently with the strongest of their forces at the home base fighting off the gang assault.

Since he had arrived to give a report, the Master had not said a word, they just watched him, and that terrified him even more.

How could San have known that the Master was not disappointed by the day's events? In fact, they welcomed the bloodshed of that day.

Also, while the Plebeians might not know the interfering party, the same could not be said of the Master, who had their suspicion already.

"I failed. You spent so many resources to facilitate the progress of the Plebeian forces, to lose them in such a manner due to my incompetence, I'm truly sorry Master."

San said with a tone filled with melancholy and shame.

The Master would have chuckled if it would not have seemed inappropriate in the present climate.

Even then, they could not help but smile slightly with amusement,

If only these fools knew this was exactly what they wanted.

If only they knew the Valuable resources they had received were next to nothing to them.

But, it was to be expected, they were beggars after all. Something this small must seem like a fortune to them.

"Not to worry. 'If at first, you don't succeed, try and try again'. So San, try and try again"

San was overwhelmed with emotion,

"Yes, master I will. And next time I will succeed"

The master laughed in their mind,

'No, you won't. But it hardly matters' they thought and then paused as their senses stretched all over the location as though in search of something.

It is only for an instant and then the Master frowned and gripped the arms of their chair tightly in frustration.

San noticed the change and looked up, about to inquire what the matter was but was interrupted by the Master who says,

"You may leave now, there is something I must now attend to"

San was confused but also aware that his conference with the Master was over and so he retreated.

As soon as he was gone, the Master's frown became even deeper,

"Foolish girl. Why are you so impatient?"

...

Meanwhile at the mansion...

Marla and Rita were slumbering peacefully on a side of the large bed that could easily accommodate twenty individuals. On another, quite independent side, Melinda and Hal were still at it.

In real-time, they had been at it for hours and that did not factor in the time Hal had spent thoroughly satisfying the other two ladies.

However in the outside world, barely an hour had passed.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Hal's thrusts were slowing down as Melinda was going through numerous orgasms that followed each other as though in a chain.

The moment one stopped, another would begin and with it came the squeezing of Hal's cock within her snatch.

Hal groaned at the wonderful feeling as he finally shot his cum right into her cave.

Melinda simply reveled in the hot heat of his seed that warmed her up from the inside out.

"That's so good" she moaned with a slight slur.

It was as though she was drunk and in actuality, she was.

She was drunk on pleasure.

Hal pulled out, the session had been wonderful and he had managed to curb his sexual appetite that always wanted more.

But he did not see this as a problem, however, it just seemed to him a guarantee that sex would always be a constant in his life. A reality he gladly welcomed.

As soon as his ass hit the bed, however, Melinda had sat up and transitioned into a kneel as she grabbed his dick in her hand and lowered her head to lick it.

*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

Soon, she was licking it all around and the pleasure was tickling and wonderful to Hal. She focused on the head, or more accurately, the sensitive ridge beneath it.

Hal looked down at her with a smile.

She seemed to be as insatiable as he was.

*Fap* *Fap* *Fap*

She stroked it only for a short while, she had no real interest in tasting his cum at the moment, she already had her fill of it, she, however, wanted more of it deep inside of her pussy, despite her cave almost completely filled with the stuff.

The warm sensation it gave her was adductive. The addiction had been slowly increasing over time and today, she wished to get her fix, until her pussy could hold no more.

While she could easily expel it from inside of her cave, she was not so foolish to do so, after all, it was potent with his essence.

A terrible shame and waste it would be to expel it.

Melinda got on all fours and directed her shapely ass at him.

"Give it to me in my favorite position" she said with a groan.

"I didn't know it was" Hal said with a smile.

Melinda moaned while shaking her ass at him,

"I love how deep you get in this position, now come on baby, Fuck me!"

"Music to my ears" Hal said and he buried himself to the hilt inside of her pussy.

"Ahhhhnnn"

Melinda arched her back at the pleasure that Hal's cock radiated pleasure inside her.

He leaned over her and reached to her front to grab her breasts with both hands.

Ample as they were, he could not hold their whole volume in his hand but the way the excess spilled out of the gaps within his fingers was incredible to him as he went on to knead her assets.

Melinda lifted herself off the bed to grab and press his hands against her boobs as though to dig his fingers in further.

All through this, Hal never stopped thrusting. Never stopped stirring up her insides.

All this coupled with the sensations she had already felt earlier, it did not take long for Melinda to climax and Hal spurted into her at the same time.

As the exchange of essence took place, the two simply held each other before slumping on the bed and remaining motionless.

The high of the climax was still very much in them and speaking at that moment would only ruin it.

Melinda was satisfied with his touch on her body, his semi-flaccid cock in her pussy and his sizeable and beautiful hands on her breasts. Not to mention the wonderful scent wafting off his body mixed in with manly musk and the combined smell of their secretions and sweat.

While on another side of the bed, two other ladies slept peacefully and just past the demarcation, twenty ladies cultivated diligently to earn his favor, for that moment, they seemed to be in their own little world and that was enough.

*Sigh*

They sighed deeply, simultaneously, and could not help but chuckle at their timing of the act.

Hal was no longer grabbing her breasts, simply tracing circles around her nipple.

The sensation of which Melinda enjoyed.

"Don't you think you were a little too harsh with the bet?" He said in a quiet voice.

Melinda turned to face him and smiled lightly,

"No, I don't think so. Besides towards the end, she must have loved it"

Hal smiled,

"I don't doubt that but she is sure to not be kind if she ever gets the opportunity to get back at you"

Melinda snorted and turned a fraction in Rita's direction before turning back to face Hal,

"She can bring it on. If she ever gets the chance, I'll accept the punishment gladly"

Hal chuckled lightly and would have loved to say more if not for the Tremor that suddenly shook the chamber they were in.

Melinda perked up to the disturbance as well as Hal stood from the bed and withdrew clothes from his inventory which he quickly put on.

"Who is it?" Melinda asked, knowing he would have scouted with his Astral perception.

"Trouble" Hal said and left the chamber.

Melinda picked up her spatial pouch from out of the midst of discarded clothes. From it, she retrieved a fresh set of clothing and hastened to put it on.

Meanwhile, Hal walked towards the front of the Mansion in a haste.

While he was expecting visitors, it was much too early to receive them.

Not to mention that this particular visitor was one he had not been expecting and (he had to admit) he had overlooked.

In the front of the mansion, Castor was directing the guards to defend against the intruder.

The gate had been destroyed and the front wall had been reduced to rubble, it must gave been the cause of the tremor.

And the intruder looked upon the guards with a smirk that did not completely hide the mild surprise in her eyes as she sensed their competence.

In her left hand, she held a blood-red Broadsword that was obviously her Cosmic Armament.

The pants she wore below her short gown showcased her long legs and when her eyes fell upon Hal and his expressionless but beautiful face, they were immediately filled with hatred.

Lillian Payne had decided to pay a visit.