LDQ Vol. 7 pt. 11

Finally, we were at the beach.

Everybody got to work as soon as we arrived. The dog sisters began running around chasing each other, Chloe and Honey set up a few different blankets and umbrellas for everybody, Clawdia hid behind me while staring at the ocean, Vala was already hiding under one of the umbrellas to stay in as much shade as possible, Claire… was using her umbrella to provide shade for Mariet instead of herself despite being the vampire bat, Window was watching Luca while Luca began to build a sand castle already, and Valkyria and Eliza…

Well.

“C-Commander!” Valkyria moaned out as Eliza, in her miniature form, groped her from behind with her hands coated in slippery, white fluid.

“What’s wrong?” Eliza asked in response. “I’m just greasing up my old girl. Ain’t nothing wrong with this. Wouldn’t want you to rust under the sun or anything.”

“The—the sun wouldn’t make me rust! And this body isn’t made out of metal!”

“Yeah, but it’s a good excuse to grope you and rub sunscreen all over you.”

Valkyria moaned some more and twitched around, her thighs rubbing together, as her miniature commander applied the sunscreen as lewdly as possible.

As a thanks for the sight, I clapped my hands together and closed my eyes to make a prayer. “Thank you, me, for making such a sight possible.”

“Mama,” Luca said, “I think Papa is praying to himself.”

Window, meanwhile, was actually in her humanoid form and wearing a normal bikini. Seeing her in her bikini instead of her usual baggy clothes reminded me of just how stacked she was. Even when wearing a pretty plain bikini, there was no way that it wouldn’t look lewd on her thanks to how curvy her body was. “He’s a pervert and a narcissist. Don’t grow up to be like him.”

“But what if I wanna be a perverted narcissist too?”

“Please don’t break my heart.”

“Fiiiiiiine.”

“Thank you, me,” I continued, “for giving me such an adorable daughter who is going to grow up to be just like me because she likes me more.”

Window dramatically pointed a finger at me and shouted, “What are you praying for now?! Also, she likes us equally! I think! Ri-right?” Window looked at Luca again. “You like us equally, right? Or you like me more than him, right?”

Luca giggled and said, “Ehehe, don’t worry, Mama. I like you just as much as I like Papa when I subtract some love points from him!”

“Okay, good—wait. If you like me just as much as you like him… when you subtract points from him… then doesn’t that mean you don’t like me as much as him when you’re giving him full points?!”

“Mama, you’re easy to bully.”

“I’m your mother! You’re not supposed to bully me!”

“But I bully you because I love you, and I love you just as much as I love Papa, even when he’s at full points!”

“I… I’ll take this for now.”

“But when we add bonus points into the question…”

“Bonus love points?!”

While my daughter bullied her mother, I turned to look at Valkyria and Eliza again only to discover that I must have missed the rest of the show. Valkyria was on the ground, panting with flushed cheeks, as a triumphant Eliza stood over her.

So, I offered her a challenge. “You might have defeated a tank, but can you defeat a god?”

“You know,” Eliza said, “back in my day, that sort of talk was considered pretty blasphemous. I was raised a good girl who went to Sunday school every week, so maybe I should put you in your place.”

“Or you could worship me as your one, true god.”

“Heh, when this old body of mine can outlast a young thing like you at night? Sounds like it should be the other way around if anything.”

Eliza had me there. While she might have been one of my wives who my hands were also effective against… she was great at putting on a poker face and lasting through any pleasure I could give her so that she could turn it back around on me.

Some of the others even watched her with admiration as she managed to overwhelm me.

If they learned some new techniques from her… I was in danger.

“Heh, look at you, blushing like a little boy,” Eliza teased despite being the one who looked little at the moment. “Maybe that’s what you’re into? Maybe I should get big and dress up like your teacher, smack you around with a ruler, order you to stay after class to—well, looks like I don’t even need to wait for a response from you. All I’ve got to do is look.” And as she said that, she looked directly at my crotch with a grin.

“I can’t underestimate you just because you’re old,” I said, wiping an arm across my now-sweaty forehead.

“I’ll put some respect for your elders into you. Or maybe I should say I’ll milk it out of you instead?”

“Valkyria, help me out here.”

Valkyria tried to lift her head up but failed, her eyes still spinning around inside their sockets. “I—I can’t. She’s… she’s too powerful…”

“Heh, you think my tank could save you?” Eliza asked me. “Boy, do you know how much time I’ve spent inside of her? How much time I’ve spent helping out with her repairs? I know every single inch of her body, both inside and out. All I’ve gotta do is touch her in the right place and she’ll be doing whatever I tell her to.”

Valkyria giggled to herself on the ground, embarrassed by everything she could hear, but also aroused.

“I’ll concede defeat this time,” I said. “But I’ll get my revenge eventually.”

“Yeah?” Eliza asked. “I’ll be looking forward to it, boy.”

Eliza might have been old, but she knew what she was doing.

And since I had no idea how I could counter her, I went to give some attention to my other wives while she played with Valkyria some more.

The next wives who got my attention were Mariet and Claire.

“Wait, my lord,” Claire said before I could even say anything. “I know what you want to ask.”

“Do you now?” I asked.

“Ah. That is not what I believed you would ask. I seem to have miscalculated you. What a shameful mistake to make as your maid. You will need to correct my behavior by stripping me and breaking my body in front of—”

“Can’t any of you just be wholesome for a day?”

“I see, I did not expect that question, either. Truly shameful. Simply breaking my body will not be enough to make up for my repeated failures. You will need to break my mind as well. Until I am reduced to nothing more than meat in the shape of a woman to use for your pleasure, I am—”

“I thought the umbrella was for you. If you’re the vampire bat, why are you using it for Mariet instead of yourself?”

“Oh. That was what I originally believed you were going to ask, but I did not expect you to ask it as your third question. That means I have failed not once, not twice, but thrice. What a reprehensible maid I am. The level of punishment I deserve grows more severe by the second.”

“Close your eyes.”

Claire closed her eyes right away. “Anything for you, my lor—”

I pressed my lips against hers to kiss her. While any of my other wives probably would have opened their eyes during a surprise kiss, Claire didn’t. She obediently followed my command even as a surprised moan left her lips to get muffled against my own.

“Alright,” I said. “Punishment over. You’re completely forgiven.”

Claire, with her eyes still closed, said, “Thank you for the punishment, my lord.”

“Now, how about you answer the actual question I had?”

“Ah, yes. The umbrella is to protect my queen’s skin.”

“But you’re even paler than her. And a vampire.”

“I will gladly burn under the intensity of the sun’s rays attempting to purge me from this world for the sake of my queen.”

“You’re almost making me feel bad that you can’t actually burn from them.”

Claire finally opened her eyes, looking genuinely surprised. “I—I cannot? You mean… even as I stand beneath the sun… it is not my mortal enemy attempting to purge me? I am not melting away? It will not reduce me to ashes?”

“You’re only just now figuring this out?”

“I see.” She closed her eyes again. “In that case, it is time for the night to rule over this world. For the sake of my queen, I shall conquer the sun and use its power to fuel her dark desires. We will show the sun what it means to be the dominant celestial bodies.”

“Are you a sub or a dom?!”

“I am whatever I need to be in order to satisfy the desires of my queen, my lord, and all of my fellow wives. Whether that means playing the role of a masochistic maid who desires sinful punishments, or that of a dominating star-conqueror who will crush even the sun itself underneath my heel, I will perform any and every role to the best of my capability. Whether I am requested to cry or to demand, to bleed or to cut, to serve on my knees or to press my heel against another’s head—I will perform my duties.”

“You made being a perverted switch sound way cooler than I thought it could.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

“Now then.” I looked down at my left arm where I saw Mariet gnawing on it. “Enjoying yourself?”

“Graaagh,” Mariet mumbled as my blood trickled down her chin.

“I see. If you want, I could make you a body pillow with a picture of me on it, and fill it with my blood for you to chew on while you sleep.”

Mariet’s eyes had more life than I ever saw in them before when I proposed that. “Graagh!”

“What’s with the graaghing?”

Mariet released my arm from her mouth and explained, “Trying… to make… zombie noises. Need… to fulfill… my stereotype.”

“You could just be yourself.”

“Myself… is boring. Want… to be… zombie.”

“I’d still like to see yourself sometime.”

“It’s… nothing… special. I was only… a servant.”

“Well, yeah, that’s the role you fill, like how the dog sisters are dog girls, but what—”

“I mean… I was… a servant, before.”

“Before?”

“This world. Before… it.”

“You weren’t just spawned here?”

“No. I… lived… a long… time ago. I was… a servant… of my land’s… lord. But… I died. Then… I woke up… here… and was offered the… position… of getting… to fall in love with you… while being… a zombie… maid queen.”

“In other words,” Claire interrupted, “my queen is an isekai protagonist.”

“Wait, then, when did you live?” I asked Mariet.

“I think… the late… 1700s…?”

“Then… you’re the third oldest person here behind Vala and Lake.”

“I… would prefer being… seen… as a young… maiden.”

“So, you were an actual servant girl to some noble asshole a few hundred years ago.”

“Ye…s.”

“I see. In that case.” I got behind Mariet, crouched down, slid my head between her thighs from behind and grabbed her thighs… and lifted her up onto my shoulders. “I’m going to start treating you like nobility more often, my queen.”

When I looked up at Mariet’s face, for the first time, I saw her blushing and smiling. It was a cute, nervous kind of smile, too. She looked genuinely happy but like she wasn’t sure how to express it. She didn’t look like an emotionless zombie for once. She looked like a young maiden who was being pampered and spoiled beyond what she believed she deserved.

Mariet was going to need a lot more pampering and spoiling if she was going to show me a face like that whenever I did it. And considering that I was going to be providing the ultimate fanservice to all of my wives while at the beach, it was the perfect time to spoil her like a queen.

Though, I felt somebody staring at me.

And when I looked at who was staring at me, I saw Clawdia standing off to the side with her arms and tail hanging straight down. “Why… why does she get treated like a proper queen even though I was here first?”

“Because you’d rather be treated like a pig,” I shot back at her.

Clawdia twitched and involuntarily purred when she heard that. She was even starting to smile before she caught herself in the act, shook her head, and pouted at me instead.

I was a man who knew how to spoil both of my queenly wives at once.