Chapter 878 – Absolute Lust [Erotic Content]<h1></h1>


    The Sex Dungeon was a fantastic addition to John’s arsenal of depravity. He had set the room up in such a fashion that it enveloped their previous y room, leaving their entire collection of toys, tools and torture devices right where they were. What the Sex Dungeon did change was automation and ease of storage.


    When John walked into the room, all he had to do was open a window and press a few buttons. A wooden horse and several other devices disappeared into the Sex Dungeon’s inventory and were reced with a series of pillories. Arranged in a broken circle, the confinements of oiled and polished wood were additionally cushioned to allow for morefort than their medieval designs would have provided. There was even a bit of chest support for all thirteen of the stockades.


    John had originally only owned one of these wonderful ebony wood bindings, but the Sex Dungeon was happy to just copy and paste the sexual equipment he had. If it had been a lower Tier, maybe the Building would have struggled with some of the enchanted stuff, but at Tier 4, it didn’t show any warnings. The Gamer could mix and match all of the devices he possessed – albeit only the originals could be removed from the room. Not a huge problem, as far as he was concerned.


    Another press of a button, and every pillory unlocked by itself. “Get into position,” hemanded, while the lighting dimmed to a sensuous twilight. It was supported by candles flickering to life on their own and the erotic smells of cherry, vani and sandalwood. Aclysia would no longer need to manually restock all of these things, which was another advantage. Just adding them to the Sex Dungeon inventory would take care of the positioning.


    Rave, Aclysia, Eliza, Gnome, Smander, Undine, Sylph, Lydia, Nia, Siena, Metra, Scarlett and Beatrice, all of his nude girls followed his order with some chatter and teasingments. The moment they had ced arms and necks properly on the cushions of the pillories, the devices sealed shut. Wood fell on wood and iron locks snapped into ce.


    The first moans echoed through the Sex Dungeon, as pleasure rewarded them for their obedience. John stepped through the sole gap in the circle and stopped in the middle of the pillories. All of the girls’ faces were directed towards him and on perfect face-fucking height. Manifesting on the other side, Jack made his rounds and allowed the Gamer to look at every butt in passing. For the moment, only Aclysia was dripping wet.


    “All right, does everyone remember their safe words?” John asked and got nods all around. “Good… because this is the first time using this, I won’t be using Cumslut. Wouldn’t want to exclude Undine and Siena from the experience,” he let all of them know. “Your Libido will still rise by several hundred points to match mine. Should be enough to make this a fun time. You know, that and the plus 1000% increase in sensitivity.”


    “Yes, yesss, it all sounds fucking fantastic, Masterrrr,” Eliza groaned lustfully between snarl and veneration. “Pleeeaseeee get on with iiiiit!”


    “Alright then,” John grinned and took a final breath. He was extremely excited about this. Not only because of the ecstasy of theing hour, but also because afterwards all his Pleasure Output bonuses would be disabled. It would be a very interesting aftermath and he relished the opportunity to see if he would still be such a legendaryy without all his unfair Perks.


    Pulling a linen bag from his inventory, he whispered a small incantation towards the obsidian shards on the inside and then let go of it. The cloth burned away, as the shards melted together. Fire and red mana flickered and expanded, beginning to take a humanoid shape.


    While Nathalia formed her avatar, John activated the Overclock Skill. It was the first time he had used either of the two he had avable so far. When words passed through his lips, power that wanted to be formed into sound, he simply let them.<strong>“In pride and lust, I indulge, for I am the greatest of all men.”</strong>


    No sooner had the incantation finished than Nathalia had fully formed. Her avatarcked her more godly features. The orange gemstone in her chest was gone, so were her scales and the glow of her hair and eyes, thetter bing simple red snake eyes. The very first sound she made was a loud gasp,ing in perfect unison with the rest of the harem as the invoked aura of the Overclock engulfed the room.


    The harem was a horny bunch. Each of the fourteen present women had a Libido far above the norm. For most of them, that came courtesy of the steady pleasure the Gamer’s presence in their life had been. For a few others, they simply were that way. Even the highest of their Libidos, currently Sylph’s given Nathalia’s mere state of an avatar, however, was only a mere third of the 368 that John experienced.


    From one moment to the next, every bit of self-control any of his girls had was wiped away by overbearing lust. He could see it in their eyes, how they ssed over. He could see it through their open mouths, tongues stretched out and ready to caress their lover’s hard cock. He could see it in the way their asses wiggled and their pussies turned dripping wet in a matter of seconds.


    John had expected to be overtaken by a wave of desire himself. His Libido didn’t rise, but activating something like that had toe with a change. What he felt instead was an incredible rity. He knew perfectly well what he could do to all of them.


    “By my me,” Nathalia managed to finally get a few words out. “John this is… not even my true body is this sensitivvvvv…” Her words ended in a long hiss when the Gamer started to up her sensitivity even further. Sadly, because she still didn’t have the Lover’s Will mark, he was capped at 300% for her. That was still way more than enough, all things considered.


    The dragoness threatened to copse, her legs trembling. John slung an arm around her waist and pulled her against his chest. She was still a bit taller than him, but he could reach her ear without having to stretch too much. “What should you call me, my beloved goddess?”


    “Ma…” she started, but was interrupted by her own moan when John bit her long ear. “Mas…” she tried again. A p down on her round butt stopped her. First she yelped with surprise and pleasure, then she gasped as John dug into the soft meat with his fingers. Her breathing was as steady as she could make it. “Mas-ahhh,” she failed once more. The rise and fall of her breasts caused her delicious, dark nipples to brush against his muscr chest. “Massssst-“ she failed to pronounce the word properly, likely too distracted by the rod pressing against her dripping groin.


    Nathalia struggled on, as John upped the sensitivity of every girl in the room to the maximum. The dragoness was too upied with her lust to even get out a single word. Despite going untouched, the rest of the harem wasn’t faring much better. Their sensitivity was so high, even the feeling of air brushing over their exposed pussies was as if they were being touched by a vibrator. Jack walked in circles around, gently caressing their bums with his fingertips. Each time, the woman he touched stretched into the motion, begging for a prolonged touch. An overflow of pussy liquid made the insides of their thighs glisten. Yet, they could not cum. John forbade it through a simple mental switch.


    “Master!” Nathalia finally screamed the word. Her scream transformed into one of raw lust and was echoed by the rest of the harem when John made her cum. As long as the Overclock was active, he didn’t even need tomand them to. He willed it and, without warning, their bodies obeyed.


    One thousand orgasms was an easy goal with such an ability, especially spread out among fourteen women. “What a good girl you are,” Johnplimented and sent out another wave of orgasms to reinforce the current ones. “I love the way you look when you cum for me.” He grabbed her chin, looked into her eyes and sent another pulse out. “You must need me so badly… don’t worry, I will be the man you need me to be and take the real you the way you want.” Nathalia could not answer. She could barely maintain eye contact. All that was keeping her upright were John’s arms.


    The Gamer pulled his hips back, aligned his cock with her drenched cunt and swiftly pushed inside. He groaned, surrounded by her incredibly hot and tight cunt. She screamed and squirted all over him and once more the entire room followed her example. He had linked everyone’s feeling of pration. The genuine thing felt the best, there was no doubt about that. No amount of magic linking could rece their cunts actually being stretched out by his long, girthy cock. Especially not since they knew, at the very least subconsciously, that the sweet reward of his seed could only go to the one he was actually fucking.


    It was a very close imitation regardless. Close enough to have the entire room moaning in unison when he started moving. Every thrust drove Nathalia forwards, until he had pressed the redhead dragon goddess against Rave’s pillory. Stopping for just one moment, he fidgeted with the settings, added afortable, short rest on top of the pillories and lifted Nathalia on top. He put her down, her legs immediately wrapped around his hips and she threw her chest out, making her tits jiggle magnificently. John ced his hands on them, kneaded them thoroughly. The light-brown, abundant meat spilled between his fingers. He let go for a moment, only enjoying the sight of the jiggle caused by his constant fucking. Then he grabbed her nipples and yed with them. Rolled them between his fingers. Flicked them. All of that only to go back to grabbing at the soft spheres of sinful flesh.


    Those sensations, too, were shared with everyone. As urately as it could be, given the spread of sizes. The endless, ecstatic screams rose and fell in pitch and intensity between his thrusts and the way he handled her breasts. John could feel the hot breath of his girlfriend on his balls. They were swinging just in front of her mouth and sometimes her lips managed to kiss him when he was deep inside Nathalia’s tight cunt. The screams maintained their level, orgasm after orgasm wrecking the girls’ bodies. Then they stopped.


    Nathalia’s ssy eyes opened up wide and rolled upwards. “Yesssshhhh,” she managed to weakly exim, while she was subjected to the shared feeling of her asshole getting prated. In reality, it was Jack pushing into Rave’s back entrance, causing her and everyone else to feel as if they were being double-prated.


    John was the only source of sound in the room. His main body pped against Nathalia’s glistening wet groin. His double mmed against Rave’s perfect ass. All eyes travelled upwards, all tongues lolled out and all cunts gushed with squirt after squirt. They were far beyond multiple orgasms and thoughts. The baseline of their pleasure was what should only be felt at the very moment before release, every of his movements took the further.


    Feeling the rush of his dominance over his harem, John increased the speed of his thrusts. Spasming, squirming, squirting, salivating, slutty sex ves werepletely at his mercy. He could make them cum with a thought, he could dictate their sensitivity, he could continue to break them with pleasure to such an extent that they would likely need the entirety of tomorrow to recover from this one hour. Fully clear of mind, John decided to do exactly that. This was a special ability. He would never let them forget the day he used it for the first time.


    Finally feeling his own first orgasm approach, John put his hands on Nathalia’s hips and mmed into her with all the strength he could muster. On the other end, Jack did the same to Rave’s ass. His balls tightened; his girlfriend’s tongue thered them with lustful attention. The world was framed by little shes of white lightning, through which he could only see the fantastic bodies of the women he was cumming inside.


    Nathalia’s hourss figure was a smooth-skinned piece of wonder. Seeing Rave’s hands and head stuck in the pillories elevated her back and ass to even higher attention. Long, luscious legs locked him into ce as he came. Both Nathalia’s cunt and Rave’s back entrance tightened around him, as he dropped spurt after spurt inside them.


    While those two only made the asional throaty sound, the rest of the room found their voices again. Ack of movement was a moment of respite to them and they managed to take a few breaths and be a disunited choir of simple moans. The quivering of his shaft was enough to set off reactions from their oversensitive bodies, but nothing that resembled the ecstasy of the proper fucking.


    Once his orgasm started to subside, John slowly decreased the sensitivity of everyone in the room to below-normal levels. A real moment to breathe. If he just continued like this for the entire hour he had the Overclock and Nathalia for, his girls would just pass out from the physical exertion. Even superhumans had their limits to how often they should climax in a few minutes.


    “Don’t worry, there’ll be more,” John told the trembling dragoness in front of him.