Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

The new house built by Skarz and Martini was a beautiful example of Japanese architecture. When they asked me what Japanese was I didn't know how to explain to them it was something from another world. So, I shrugged it off.

The structure was modest in size, with a sloping roof that stretched outwards, overhanging the walls. The roof was made of terracotta tiles, while the walls were a combination of white plaster and dark wooden beams.

As you approached the house, you would walk through a beautiful Japanese-style garden, filled with carefully pruned bonsai trees, a small Zen rock garden, and an array of colorful flowers. The garden path was lined with miniature lanterns, bathing the path in a soft glow at night.

All thanks to [Plant Magic].

Once inside the house, you would notice the open-plan design, with sliding doors and screens separating the different areas. The living area had a low table and cushions for seating, while the bedroom had traditional Japanese tatami mats. There was a small kitchen area with a bamboo cabinet that stored wooden utensils and crockery.

The windows were covered with paper screens, which let in a soft, diffused light that created a calming atmosphere. The central feature of the house was a small, indoor Zen garden, complete with a miniature waterfall and a tranquil pond filled with Koi fish.

Honestly, you could find any fish in the Great Forest.

I was struck by a sudden and unexpected turn of events, and I wasn't sure how to react.

As I stood there, decked out in a striking V-neck blue vest, complete with three gleaming silver buttons and a lightly upturned collar, the girls in my company began to reveal more of themselves.

Serena, Isadora, and Fasit all gathered in the small living area, donned in pure white linen cloths, secured tightly around their bodies.

The way they moved their hips and shoulders in such a manner left very little to the imagination, and I could feel my body temperature begin to rise.

The girls could sense my hesitation, and Isadora used that to her advantage, taunting me by telling me that the Demon Emperor had nine wives, which was evidence of his remarkable strength. She alluded to the fact that I could gain more power by following the example of the Demon Emperor, by spanking his wives as a means of gaining skill points.

"You guys, I'm not sure about this," I said.

"We're all eager to serve you my lord, do with us as you please.." I could see Serena slowly panting akin to a dog. I'd never seen her in such a stimulated state before.

I turned to Fasit to see if she agreed, and the way she licked her lips and gazed at me with lustful eyes told me all I needed to know.

Isadora even went as far as to tease me by pressing her breasts together and squeezing her rigid nipples.

"I-I-Isadora?!" (Lumiere)

"Oh, sorry my lord, I just have to get in the mood... you're so new to this it's getting me excited.." she uttered a loud moan.

Her viscous mouth opened and rubbing her fingers against the saliva-soaked tongue, she used its stickiness as a lubricant to massage her breasts then nipples even more. 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝗻𝐨𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝗼𝗿𝐠

"B-b-but you're.." (Lumiere)

"Ara~Ara... I'll take care of you my lord, don't worry. Just think of us as your wives.." A lascivious smile played on Isadora's lips.

She found my prudishness amusing.

Fasit chimed in, "Having to do something so scandalous with great Lumiere is almost too stimulating... I'm afraid my underwear may have experienced a crisis.."

As Fasit's words flowed out of her mouth, I was taken aback, unprepared for the sudden turn of events.

But then, as she raised her linen cloth to reveal her soaked underwear, a blazing excitement swept over me.

She leaned back against the wall, and as her fingers slid down to her clit, an electric moan erupted from her lips. Her wetness was seeping past her panties, leaving a trail of dampness.

"It's been a while since I've felt this way Mmh~nnn..." (Fasit)

"Why are you so aroused Fasit? I haven't even.." (Lumiere)

"Isn't it obvious? Fasit has a deep love for sadism and the only thing she craves more than seeing people suffer is getting a good spanking.." (Isadora)

My heart raced as Isadora appeared behind Fasit, she placed her hand on Fasit's clit and sensually rubbed it. Fasit's body hummed with anticipation, and she dug her teeth into her lower lip to stifle her moans.

"Fasit has been a naughty girl, she deserves a good spanking.." (Isadora)

Pulling her fingers out, Isadora hands were drenched in Fasit's juices, slowly licking it she told me, "Won't you discipline us, Master?"

As Serena bowed her head, I knew what was expected of me.

The girls needed attention, and they needed to feel it through their skin. I had to give them what they were asking for.

"A-alright then, I'll do it.." (Lumiere)

I took a step forward, flicking my wrist to remove my shirt, revealing my bare chest. As I wandered closer to Fasit and Isadora, they leaned against each other, offering themselves up to me.

I placed my hand on Isadora's perky butt, squeezing it gently, feeling her shudder with pleasure.

"Oh yes! Give it to me!" (Isadora)

Then, I glided my hand down to Fasit's soaking panties, running my finger over her wetness, feeling her shudder as I did so.

"Don't stop, right there!" (Fasit)

The girls were in a state of total erotic arousal, and I could see that they craved more.

I could no longer resist the temptation.

For some reason, I felt like this wasn't new to me. Maybe I slept with a lot of women in my past life.

I readied my hand, and with a swift movement, I spanked Fasit's butt. The sound of my hand against her skin filled the room, and Fasit gasped in pleasure.

"Yes! I deserve this!" (Fasit)

Serena urged me on, "Don't stop my lord, pour all your strength into us.." The room was soon filled with the sounds of spanking, moans, and orgasms.

The three of them were on all fours, their pert little butts presented forward, the fabric of their panties clinging to their damp crevices. Serena's juices were the thickest, her arousal almost palpable. Isadora's was a thin stream running down her legs, and in response, she licked her fingers, a primal hunger in her eyes. Fasit trembled, her thighs slicked with her own arousal.

My hand slipped around Serena's waist and pulled her tighter against me, my other hand coming down onto her buttocks with a satisfying smack. Her skin reddened where my palm had struck. As I repeated the motion, I could feel her squirming against me, her arousal building beneath the surface.

"I'll be gentle," I whispered into her ear, eliciting a moan from her, and then continued the pattern of spanking her exquisite form. As I struck her again, my hand brushed her damp panties, the sensation sending tendrils of pleasure through both of us.

Serena turned her head, her eyes locking onto mine. "Clean me up," she breathed. I could feel her heat radiating from her body as I slid my hand between her legs. My fingers dipped beneath the soaked panties and made contact with her slick, throbbing clit. With each stroke, I drew out another throaty moan from her, she was exploding with sensation and anticipation.

As I withdrew my fingers, Fasit grabbed my head and forced my face into her glistening buttocks. I could feel her wetness rubbing against my face as my nose tickled her clit. Then, with a sharp slap, I brought my hand onto her rear, causing her to scream out in pleasure. She was mesmerized, lost in the sensations coursing through her body.

The three of them continued to writhe and submit to the pleasure, fueled by their insatiable lust.

I stood behind Isadora's ample buttocks, my hands tracing the curves of her flesh as I watched her tremble under my touch. As soon as my fingers made contact, her breath hitched and a trail of saliva escaped her lips as she threw her head back, moans filling the room.

A surge of pleasure rushed through her as my hand came down onto her backside, sending shockwaves of sensation straight to her core. Isadora's fingers immediately found their way under her damp panties, teasing her clit as they danced over her throbbing mound.

Her moans grew louder as her fingers plunged into her slick heat, moving with frantic intensity as I continued to spank her. I couldn't resist the urge to lean in and inhale her scent, the musky aroma of her arousal filling my senses. Suddenly, Isadora's body convulsed with pleasure and her juices came spraying out, drenching me in her sweet nectar.

I was taken aback by the force of her orgasm, my mind reeling with the sensation of her juices pouring over me like a waterfall. Isadora didn't waste any time, pushing me to my back and straddling me before plunging her fingers coated in her own juices into my mouth. I eagerly licked and sucked them, savoring the taste of her as she relished in the power of her orgasm.

"That was incredible," she panted, her eyes alight with desire.

I grinned up at her, my own arousal growing with each passing moment. "We're just getting started," she promised before pulling me down into a deep, sensual kiss.

"(Eh? Just getting started?)" (Lumiere)