Sachihiro

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Man brain is empty.

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Hmmm...

‘’Are you even listening to me?’’ Mira asks looking at me directly in the eye, the sight of Katya on her kneeling mat fellating me having become a familiar sight since all five of my mates became pregnant at the same time. Why they all decided to go celibate while pregnant I’m not sure because their constant arousal is clear for me to see.

I nod that I’m listening as I sit naked on my velvet and mahogany lounging couch with my legs open to accommodate my always eager and very talented slave sucking enthusiastically on my cock. My left hand is at the back of her head as she suckles making slurping sounds as she tries to collect all the fluids back into her mouth, she doesn’t like letting anything go to waste in her diligence at her duties. She makes cute mewing sounds like a manipulative little kitten as she enjoys my meat hardly even noticing that I’m having a conversation with my wife.

Mira is scowling at me as I try to divide my attention but my spirit and aura are deeply penetrated into Katya as we maintain intimacy and her bliss at having my cock and spirit inside her is always a distracting feeling. I maintain eye contact with Mira and she is getting hornier and hornier as I do with the eroticism of the scene we have inadvertently created. I really can’t tell Katya to stop, it just feels so good and Mira’s presence is making it all the hotter as I start undress her with my eyes.

"Hey dad, can you help me with this project- that’s gross!" Nikita says as she quickly flees back the way she came but her presence having broken Mira and I from the sexual hypnotic trance we were in allowing her to flee as well.

I grin as I hang my head back and enjoy the work of my beautiful golden-haired slave girl who actually loves to be used in the many perverted ways I’ve been using her lately. I miss Gwen sure but she is probably some sort of brood submissive at the Brothel popping out babies for the priests allowed to have children. Having a slave is almost the same as having a sub but there are differences, there are differences. I signal that I'm about to cum and I notice her disappointment in her body language but still she redoubles her efforts and as I ejaculate quickly harvests the large amount of seed into a jar and seals it tight. She them licks me clean and sighs as she looks up at me from her mat, "thank you Master." She says before leaving to complete her chores.

Though my mates and I haven’t been having any form of sexual contact since they all got with child that hasn’t stopped them from having Katya harvest my seed every morning, and of course I have 'oncubines' now. What they’ve been doing with it I’m not sure and even afraid to ask but I doubt whatever ritual they are doing would be harmful to me, I wouldn’t be totally surprised if they just drank it though. The Baculum people consider it a delicacy even, my client has taken some home to her mother on a single occasion, strange curse the Baculum have. I stand and stretch with a content sigh, it’s time to start my day.

Katya walks back in and I question her with a raised eyebrow and a sort of question mark in the spiritual way of communication. ‘’I was instructed to collect another load Master.’’ She says meekly and I try to resist a grin, I really do.

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Vigdis Saya del'Mira

The first sexual act I saw was my father on his knees eating out my mother on her back as she was splayed out below him. She was facing towards me with her eyes were closed and there was nothing but pleasure and satisfaction on her beautiful face. I think they staged it though, I think barbarian parents stage the first sexual act any of their children see because sex is such an important part of our culture and shapes how we react to most situations in our lives. There are some Barbarian men I just see and know that the first they saw of sex was a woman on her knees as she was fellating a man, those Barbarians piss me off a little, especially the young ones.

I’m not sure what I was supposed to get from the sight exactly but it was my other mother Mira that walked me by hand calmly away from the fascinating sight. I think I was about four or five at the time while we lived in the Shimane Village in the Hidden Valleys. I think I pondered that for months as we travelled to what is now my favourite place in the world. I’m a scholar like my father, an anthropologist mostly probably because of my exposure to so many different cultures as a child but likely because the useful blessing of tongues Di and I got at the mountain temples.

But unlike my silly father I tell no one of my nerdy side because first and foremost I am a Barbarian Tribeswoman with a Warrior Rage and a tundra range to call my own. We are a very rare group of beings in the world that retained the knowledge of how to bind an entire land to our bloodline for generation after generation such that even the Nine of Paradisum are basically renting. Not that I’m not sure they could take the entire Tundra if they wanted to, the stories told by the other fae I grew up with about the Nine Sidhe are legendary. They call them the ‘soulless’ in whispers reverently even now for the things they apparently did in the sidhe courts some years back.

My father’s third wife is the pleasant, sweet Ingwe. I love her of course and she is the mother of some of my siblings and older than me, but I can’t help but feel that she is someone I should be protecting instead of it being the other way around. Both dad and I a possessive of that one and I don’t even know why I am. Then of course there is Shea who I would never call ‘mother’, no; nor ‘father’, gods no! But I will admit that I called him in the guise of my ‘scary dad’ once to chase a suitor I was done with away but that has been our little secret. My father’s wives and concubines I’ve actually all grown to like as friends, strangely enough, the man can at least pick them.

I heard today that Nikita had her first sight of her parents having sex but it involved an oblivious Katya, Niki has been talking about it with her little squad all day and the ‘professional’ peeping Hannah has been educating them about the thinks she has seen between her two favourite parents Shea and Mira. That one is going to be a handful for any single partner, she also has the worst role models and of course she’s part fae so she will have a large sexual appetite.

The little minx already has Andrew and Erebus under her spell, at least I didn’t start out that young and I usually have them one at a time. I watch as da talks casually with Rigs and Shea in her female form at the corner by the curving foyer to the family room. I’m not sure how the three men get along sleeping with the same woman, and Mira is apparently the only one Shea is sleeping with besides da. I wish I had the courage to ask them how they seem to be making it work. I bet Cici would tell me how da seems to be keeping the conflict to a minimum but I don’t want to weird her out.

Thandeka walks past with her head down still in her traditional Alderman loincloth and a bare chest, all the men’s eyes follow her as she disappears around the corner. It’s not even a minute before da excuses himself and disappears around the same corner, I bet the minx did that on purpose. She has had a hard life and all that sure, both in her few years on Gaia she has learnt how to use her looks to manipulate men as much as she could. Its how she learnt to survive and da knows that about her, I don’t worry about him since he came back.

He seems a bit different, more present for the kids and more attentive like he was when it was just Di, Aura and I. But I’m a warrior now and he no longer seems to be, I’m always chasing that man and he is always transitioning into something else like some sort of chameleon beast and he left me, he promised to take me with next he left. The asshole.

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Sachihiro

As a father, I don't even think about it before showering my children with kisses and telling them how much I love them, pulling them within my embrace. I do the same with my mates often but usually the embraces are more sensual and the kisses more intimate. I do this shamelessly especially when I get into trouble with one of them and am trying to get into their graces.

I don't really think about having an audience much when I do these things to get out of trouble as our household has become a place of voyeurs and exhibitionism through the years to the extent that even our children see us naked often enough. There is no shame in nakedness and definitely no shame in expressing my love and begging with patting and kisses.

But now I watch fascinated and mortified as a 8 year old Hannah crawls up into Shea's lap patting her and showering her with what I assume she feels are intimate kisses. "I'm sorry daddy," She keeps saying between kisses to the face and neck.

I'm not the only one watching this display as Saya just stands there open-mouthed while Mira is giggling incessantly,. Kuyoki is also watching from a ways away but seems to be taking her daughter's behaviour in stride and Didi is just scowling at me in apparent disgust like this is all my fault.

"I'm sorry daddy." She says in her adorable manipulative voice as she sticks her little hand in Shea's tunic to touch more skin.

Shea is taking it all like a champ, I can tell the little minx has melted her heart strings but she remains stoic as though unmoved by the display of intimate affection. But it doesn't last as she says, "you won't do it again will you?"

"Of course not daddy," The little minx says with a smile also sensing her victory at the horizon.

"Fine, but don't do it again," Shea says kissing her on the mouth before shooing her away to go play.

We all watch the mostly oblivious to our attention Hannah run off to go play leaving us all with different mixed feelings about the display. Dishna looks at me with a glare and hands on her hips, "well?" She says and I just look at her helplessly.

"Well what?" I ask with a shrug.

"This is your entire fault with your shameless behaviour setting a bad example for the kids!" Dishna says, forgetting again in the moment that I'm her father. All my kids are little rascals in their own way.

Mira bursts out in laughter hitting her knee bowed over in mirth. "Oh, this is priceless!" She says wiping tears from her eyes as she fills the room with her the beautiful sound of her laughter. Didi huffs and stalks out of the sitting room following in her little sister's trail.

"What's gotten into her?" I ask no one in particular.

Saya just looks at all of us and shakes her head. "I can't believe I turned out as normal as I did with all of you as role models. And you guys are always having sex or touching each other in public, no wonder Anna doesn't know the difference."

"The little Minx knows exactly what she's doing," Shea says with a shake of her head. "I knew that she knew but still it bloody worked. Sachi, you've made me weak-willed!"

Mira starts laughing again at my affronted look. Why is everyone attacking me today?

"I'm just curious what you just let her get away with." Kuyoki projects to all of us in the room. "And Saya dear, there is nothing 'normal' about you but don't worry, we love you as you are."

Saya huffs as well and tries her best not to smile but it’s at the edges of her mouth and in her eyes already.