[Impregnation confirmed. You have received 40 system points.]
Hours bled into one another. It felt like an instant, a full day of relentless, endless sex had transpired in that opulent room.
The lavish chamber had been transformed into a fucked-out battlefield of raw pleasure. The thick, pungent stench of sex saturated the air, and there wasn't a single surface that hadn't been used, stained, or soaked from the relentless fucking.
Thick, white spurts of cum leaked from the girls' well-used cunts, their faces permanently etched with a mask of mindless pleasure. The only sounds they could muster were broken, muffled moans, their voices long since gone hoarse.
Finally, Arlo took Tina for one last time. He drove into her with a deep, piston-like rhythm, his hands gripping her hips bruisingly tight as she cried out, her voice a ragged scrape.
"Please... don't stop... Arlo!" she begged, her body seizing in a powerful, drawn-out orgasm that clenched around his cock like a vise.
It was this final, desperate convulsion that pushed him over the edge.
As Tina's climax peaked, he slammed into her with one final, brutal thrust, burying his cock to the hilt. A raw, guttural roar was torn from his chest as his own release erupted, a hot, seemingly endless flood of cum pumping deep into her womb.
Slowly, he pulled his slick cock out, his seed immediately spilling from her gaping cunt onto the ruined silks beneath. The room fell into a heavy, saturated silence, broken only by the ragged, panting breaths of ten utterly spent and thoroughly bred women.
They lay in a tangled, glistening heap around him, their bodies flushed and marked with the evidence of his possession.
Their eyes were glazed over, limbs leaden and useless, drifting in and out of consciousness from the sheer, overwhelming intensity of being fucked senseless for a full day. The air was thick and humid with the musky, sweet stench of sex, sweat, and spilled cum.
Arlo stood amidst his conquest, his own body humming with a deep, satisfying fatigue. But he couldn't let exhaustion take him. With a deep breath, he forced his focus onto the system notification.
[Impregnation confirmed. You have received 40 system points.]
[You have impregnated 10/10 women. The bonus will not be effective anymore.]
With that, it was done. He had gathered 500 system points and had finally managed to release a fraction of his endless, burning lust.
He had worked for so long, orchestrating climax after climax for these arrogan Celestial Dragon women, but this was the first time he had fucked until he was satisfied.
A smile creeped into his lips.
In truth, he wanted even more, but there was no time for that right now, and the girl clearly couldn't take him anymore.
Because of that he got up, he needed to get everything ready.
First of, he opened the skills shop, because there was something very useful that he had been interested for a long time:
That was the brief description, but clicking on the item he could see more detail. The skill cost 350 System points to be acquired, and 200 extra System points for each level up. The maximus level was 13.
At level 1, it apparently would just create a house big enough for two people. But it would be enough for Arlo to have a place to hide if necessary.
However, the really convenient part was the door to the mansion. Naturally, as the house was in another dimension, there would need to be some form of entrance.
There were three ways.
Two of them were invisible doors that could be placed anywhere. For example, as soon as he purchased the skill, Arlo left the room and set one door in the basement of Varnel's mansion.
With that, he would always have an easy entrance back to Mary Geoise, even after he left. He still needed to choose a convenient place for the second door.
The third way to enter the mansion was an item that cost 40 system points: the key to the mansion.
As long as he carried the key, he could appear inside the Hareem mansion at any given moment.
The only small problem was that the key was a physical item he had to carry: a large metal key with a cool design.
To make things easier, he reworked some of the slave girls' chains into a 'collar' so he would always have the key on him. Besides, with his full Celestial Dragon clothes the collar would be hidden, so he didn't need to worry about its appearance.
"Okay, I should test this," he murmured, holding the key. A system screen appeared before his eyes, asking if he wanted to enter his mansion.
He selected [yes].
Then a door appeared before his eyes, he opened it and stepped into his harem 'mansion'. Then, a few seconds after he closed the door, it disappeared.
"That's smaller than I expected…" he murmured, looking around. He was inside a 15-by-15 square room with white walls and no windows. The only source of light was a small bulb in the ceiling. A large bed occupied most of the room; there was nothing else.
"Well, I think I'll try leveling up these things as soon as I get enough system points," he muttered to himself.
Then he opened the door on the left of the room, and a door materialized inside the basement, from which Arlo was able to return to Mary Geoise.
The key could only be used to get into the house, but not out of it.
Finally, giving the girl a little bit more time to rest, Arlo paid a quick visit to the Celestial Dragon's library, but he didn't stay there long, to avoid getting too much attention.
Regular Celestial Dragons never went there; normally just the God's Knights or some weirdos went there.
He just wanted to know what the place looked like and get a brief overview of their book collection. And then, it was time to get out of that hell before anyone could notice all of what he had done.
Someday, in the future, he would be back to destroy that place, but for now, he still didn't have enough power for that.
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