Chapter 157 - Harem Life

Ten years have passed since then...

The timeline just took a sudden jump. Well, it's because there isn't much to say that really stands out.

To briefly summarize the last decade: I reorganized the territories of the former Kingdom of Niosebuk and became the man at the top.

Officially, the former Niosebuk is recognized as a dependency of Queen Laevateinn’s Reniosegra Kingdom. While we belong to them, we are granted independent administration—essentially an autonomous zone.

And I’m the leader. I’ve been authorized by Queen Laevateinn to oversee every single aspect of this land.

I am, for all intents and purposes, a King. At first, it was nothing but confusion, but thanks to the support of the women by my side, I’ve managed to keep things running.

While I was busy being chased by the demands of daily life, I realized ten years had slipped by.

I’m now somewhere in my early thirties.

From here on, I’d like you to take a look at my everyday life.

My mornings start early.

I wake up in bed. Scattered around me are naked women.

They are all women I ravished throughout the course of last night. Since I am the only man for a national population of hundreds of thousands of females, I have been burdened with the obligation of having sex with a hundred women every single day.

A pace of thirty in the morning, thirty in the afternoon, and forty at night, perhaps?

The naked women currently sprawled across the bed are those assigned to last night’s shift; all of them are fast asleep as if they’ve reached their limit, their bare rears exposed.

The fluid overflowing from the genitals hidden within those rears was, without a doubt, semen.

As soon as I wake up, I twist my penis into whichever woman happens to be within arm’s reach.

"Hia! ❤️❤️ Haah... ❤️❤️ Ahhhh... ❤️❤️"

Even while asleep, the woman reacted to the insertion, letting out a sweet, melting voice. 

After making a chorus of wet meat-sounds, I unleashed my semen deep into her core. 

"Higuuuuuuu... ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

This is a bad habit of mine; if there’s a woman nearby, I just end up plowing her without thinking.

"Sir Sao! Please stop that!"

A voice rang out, rebuking my behavior.

"That woman's insemination was already completed last night! Repeated internal ejaculations are a waste of your vital energy! I've told you to restrain yourself for the sake of every woman in this country...!"

"Sorry, sorry."

The official in charge of managing the daily influx of insemination applicants speaks up in a fit of anger.

Under normal circumstances, there's a limit to how much semen one man can produce. To ensure that it's distributed fairly and correctly among thousands of women, a specialized profession was created to manage the process with rigorous calculation—and naturally, that official is a woman as well. Since everyone in this country except for me is female.

I grab the arm of this insemination manager, pull her close, and knead her breasts.

"Ahn! ❤️❤️ Sir Sao, you mustn't! The morning applicants are already... ❤️❤️"

Pretending not to hear her, I slide her panties down and insert my penis into her exposed genitals.

"Ohiu-iiiii!! ❤️❤️ No, not the cock, nooooo!! ❤️❤️ Unscheduled cock insertion is forbidden!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Even she, whose job is to strictly manage who gets my semen injected into their canal and when, is still a young woman living in this country. As such, she carries a deep, carnal longing within her ripening body, and her canal welcomes me with an abundance of nectar.

The moment of ejaculation arrives instantly. Without a second thought, I blast my semen deep inside her.

"Oh-hohhhhhhhh... ❤️❤️"

Watching a serious woman fall head-over-heels into carnal ecstasy is electrifying.

"...Honestly, you’re too much, Sir Sao... ❤️❤️ Unscheduled intercourse will interfere with the plan... ❤️❤️"

Even as she complains, she uses her vaginal muscles to tightly hold onto my penis, which is still resting deep inside her.

"The morning applicants are already waiting, longing for your pole. Please, proceed to the Audience Chamber immediately and grant them your precious mercy." 

"You mean like the 'mercy' you’re receiving right now?" 

"That's a cruel way to put it... Hngh!❤️❤️"

I moved to the next location, keeping the Insemination Manager attached to my cock like a sheath. Since this is my daily routine, I didn't even need to ask where to go.

As I entered the designated Audience Chamber, I was met with countless female rears lined up in rows to the left and right.

These were the rears gathered in the early hours to welcome my penis. It was a formation specifically designed for the most efficient insemination—the "Bestowal of Semen."

The women lined up to receive my penis in turn, moving aside for the next person as soon as I finished inside them. Keeping only their rears exposed was a consideration to ensure no time was wasted on unnecessary interaction. If I see their faces, I end up wasting time on things like kissing or having them perform oral, which prolongs the time spent on a single person. If that happens, it takes forever, and I’d never finish my daily quota.

I suppose those considerations were necessary.

However, it’s soulless. When I first laid eyes on this "parade of rears," I was thrilled by the dozens of backsides flooding my vision. But once the play actually begins, it’s just one rear after another, flowing from right to left.

I can’t see their faces, and I have no idea how much pleasure they’re actually feeling.

It gets to the point where I think, Masturbation would have more flavor than this!

Today, once again, I start by inserting my penis into the rear at the far left...

"Ahn! ❤️❤️ Ahn-ahn-ahn-ahn-ahn-ahn!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

I can just barely hear their moans, but it still feels completely soulless.

While still joined at the genitals in the doggy-style position, I leaned my upper body back, and the girl popped right out as if I were pulling up a turnatrop.

Keeping my penis inserted, I spun her around to face me; there was the face of a young, beautiful girl with an expression that was still touchingly innocent...

"Wh-wha?! Um... my face... you're looking...!?" 

"I can't believe I was plowing such a cute girl without even seeing her...!"

Seeing such a bashful expression instantly recharges my motivation, sending both the power and speed of my thrusts into overdrive. The beautiful girl I’m currently plowing let out a sudden, piercing crescendo of moans in response.

"Hyaaaaaaaahn! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ It’s coming, it’s coming! ❤️❤️ It’s hitting the back of my pussy! ❤️❤️ Sir Sao, your pole is incredibleeee!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Before appearing for insemination, the women of our country undergo various forms of etiquette training. Apparently, mastering "lewd talk" was part of the curriculum.

I spoke to the beautiful girl I was currently ravishing—a complete stranger.

"Is this your first time receiving seed?"

"It’s my first time! ❤️❤️ I was so worried about whether I could properly make you feel good, Sir Saooo! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

First time? Does that mean she’s a virgin? Good grief, in that case, I have to make this a sexual encounter to remember.

I slammed my tip even harder against the depths of her canal, making her virgin cries of ecstasy echo through the chamber.

"Nhiieeeeeeeee!! ❤️❤️ Hii-hii-hii-hii!! ❤️❤️ It's incredible! Your huge pole is grinding and crushing my womb! ❤️❤️ I'm being conquered! ❤️❤️ My pussy is being conquered by your cock, and I'm surrendering completely as your baby-making hole!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Umu. 

Indeed, the education in our country is thorough.

To think she can use such intense lewd talk during her very first time.

Thanks to her, the pressure from my testicles has reached its peak. I suppose I’ll let it all go and spray as much as I want deep inside her canal.

"Hiiiiieeeeee-n!! ❤️❤️ The internal ejaculation is incredible!! ❤️❤️ This is cum!! ❤️❤️ This is what it feels like to take cum in my pussy!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️"

Her rear spasmed repeatedly as she reached a peak. I'm glad her memorable loss of virginity turned out so well.

"Alright, the rest of you girls—don't just stand there with your asses out. Come and get it."

Sex isn’t some administrative chore. It’s a base, primal act where two people grind their hips together in search of pleasure.

If you’re going to have sex, you have to enjoy it to the fullest.

In response to my voice, the dozens of women who had been lining up their rears pulled themselves up and came rushing toward me. Their eyes were ablaze with a lustrous glow—a thick, pink radiance of desire.

"N-no! If you attend to each of them like that, we’ll run out of... Ahfu-n! ❤️❤️"

The female manager tried to stop them in a panic, but with a single flick of her clitoris, her knees buckled, and she fell silent.

A multitude of young women swarmed toward me.

"Ohii-iiiii!! ❤️❤️ This is Sir Sao’s pole!! ❤️❤️ Ohi, ohi!! ❤️❤️"

"It's so hard, so big!! ❤️❤️ To have this slammed into my pussy is the true happiness of a woman!! ❤️❤️"

"Sir Sao!! ❤️❤️ Sir Saooooo!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️"

I insert my penis into one vagina after another, ejaculating, withdrawing, and then moving immediately to the next.

One might think that by doing this, I’d run out of time just as the official pointed out, but surprisingly, that’s not the case. No matter how many women I ravish with such thick, cloying intensity, I usually finish within a single day.

It sounds like a lie, but it’s the truth.

Apparently, space-time becomes distorted during sex; even if I go at it for an hour, in reality, only a minute has passed. This is likely an aspect of my [Pole Master] skill. My 'Divine Calling' has grown significantly since then, but the downside is that I’ve gained so many skills I can no longer keep track of them all.

Presumably, some [Pole Master] skill is at work, either stopping or slowing the flow of time whenever I'm having sex.

Thanks to this, despite living a life constantly chased by the demands of sex all day long, I actually spend my time with quite a bit of leisure. I’m also properly handling the state affairs that naturally come with being the head of a nation. Even though my official daily quota is a hundred women, in reality, I think I’m probably handling closer to three or four hundred.

The King of this country is nothing if not energetic.

Anyway, once I finished my morning duties and headed to the dining hall for breakfast, I saw some familiar faces.

"Good morning, Sao. Are your morning duties finished?"

"Good morning, Big Bro Papa!"

In terms of sheer reverence, she stood above any other woman. It was my biological mother, Machete, the one who suffered the pains of labor to bring me into this world.

When I officially took over the governance of the former Niosebuk territories, the very first thing I did was summon my mother to be by my side.

As the full extent of the Niosebuk’s atrocities came to light, I realized more than ever just how much she had sacrificed to protect me. I felt it in my very soul. I told myself I had to repay her at any cost! That was the thought that drove me to call for her.

My only wish was for her to live a life of comfort and ease in this land where I was served as Lord.

"I never asked for a life of luxury. If you really wanted to pay me back, it would have been enough to just use your pole to dig around in Mama's pussy every day until I'm screaming with pleasure... ❤️❤️"

Mother gave me a mysterious, enchanting smile. I’ve done my best to fulfill those desires as well, and over these past ten years, Mother has given birth twice.

Both are my children.

The children born to the women of this nation from my seed are raised with the utmost care by the state; one day, they will become the leaders of a new era.

Aside from them, Mother already had a child born from my seed before I summoned her here to the former Niosebuk. That would be Cutter, who is standing right in front of me.

"Big Bro Papa, Big Bro Papa!"

Cutter is a life born to Mother from my seed. In other words, from my perspective, she is both my daughter and my sister.

Perhaps because she understands this, Cutter calls me "Big Bro Papa." This world is insane.

"Big Bro Papa, have sex with me today—!"

Saying that, Cutter flipped her skirt up without a second thought. Underneath, she wasn't even wearing panties, exposing her lower half completely. From the depths of her feminine slit, nectar was already beginning to drip down.

"What a lewd little girl you are, Cutter." 

"Kyaaan! ❤️❤️"

I scooped up Cutter’s still-slender body, took aim with my erect penis, and thrust my hips forward.

"Ahn! ❤️❤️ Ahnn! ❤️❤️ Ahnn! ❤️❤️"

Intercourse with the sister-daughter my own mother gave birth to. The sheer depravity of this ultimate incest makes my head spin.

Driven by the thrill of that taboo, I slam my hips against her. 

"Ahnnnn!!❤️❤️ Ahnnnn! ❤️❤️"

The [Pole Master] skill completely eliminates any genetic risks associated with incest. Thanks to that, I can blast my seed into my forbidden daughter-sister's canal without a shred of hesitation.

Watching the semen overflow from the gap between my inserted penis and her vagina, Mother let out a trance-like, heavy breath of longing.

"Seeing her get such a thick load of cum makes me jealous, even if she is my own daughter... ❤️❤️ Next, Sao, pour that cum into Mama’s pussy, okay? ❤️❤️ It’s about time I got pregnant again anyway... ❤️❤️"

Before I knew it, Mother had already stripped off her panties, spreading her legs wide to expose a feminine slit already drenched in nectar.

I’ve been living like this for ten years now.

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