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Gleam panted as he shut the door behind him. He had never been so exhausted. Ayden had been inventive, resilient and incredibly resourceful. If other humans were half as much trouble as that, he could be in for the fight of his life when he tried to spread to the outside world.

The hall was dark, but familiar enough that he made his way along it easily. He could feel the mounting pleasure of his slaves as they carried out his orders. Quite the spectacle it must be in there. The beast with thirty-seven tails... He occasionally caught himself in the middle of a very pronounced misstep, as if his legs were trying to turn him around; intent on making a beast with thirty-eight tails it seemed.

The thoughts of his minions crept in from the edges of his mind more and more as he continued his journey back to his room. He could hardly resist them. They were all so happy. They felt nothing but love and gratitude towards him. It was really quite soothing. A door stood before him. Apparently he had completed the trip while he was lost in thought. He swung he door open to reveal his bedroom, with Suicune waiting patiently inside.

"I was worried, master." She said as he strode into the room. "You were gone so lo- Oh my! What happened to you?"

Gleam smiled at her sudden change of tone. He knew that her priorities could shift wildly at the drop of a hat.

"Our guest merely informed me that I am not perfect," he explained. "A hard thing to hear, but I think that I found it out under the best possible circumstances."

"You look dead on your feet. Please sit down."

"Your concern is touching." His tone was flippant, but he really did appreciate the way she worried over him. He set the broken ring down on a table before making his way to the bed to take a load off his aching feet.

"Is he-"

"He will not be troubling us anymore. I'd say that I couldn't be defeated so easily, but that really was the challenge of a lifetime. Truly remarkable individual that boy... I sent a tremendous force to capture him, and in the end he gave himself up. I used every trick in the book to break his will. Including a few that I had come up with just for the occasion, and yet the decision to give in was entirely his own. Likely, if he hadn't wanted to surrender to me, I never would have broken him."

"Well it looks like you had quite the time of it." Suicune observed, gingerly pulling his wrist towards her to get a better look. "That must have really been something. These look like radiant burns, did you even get hit?"

"Just a bit. I managed to throw myself to the floor as I realized what was happening. It's mostly fur that got burned, though there are a few trouble spots that remind me how I've been to hell and back."

Gleam didn't even have to ask. In seconds he felt Suicune's cooling breath dance across his arm. Her tongue brought icy relief that tingled down into his skin. He couldn't stifle his reaction to the touch. He flopped back onto the bed and sighed heavily. Apparently those burns had been bothering him a lot more than he thought. His head cleared as he finally allowed himself to feel the deep exhaustion that had crept into his muscles. Why was Suicune here again? Ah, of course, he had sent for her.

"The report from the perimeter, Suicune?" He asked, not bothering to sit up, he was far too comfortable for that.

She wiped a bit of charred fur from her nose before relaying the message. "Darius' illusions are unparalleled. The search crews haven't once gotten near us and they grow more and more disheartened by the minute."

Gleam relaxed once more and motioned for her to continue. With business out of the way he could properly enjoy this treatment and let his thoughts drift off to more pleasant matters. Naturally his mind jumped to the slaves he had left moments ago. This time he didn't swat the thought away, as he was by this point genuinely intrigued to see how they were getting along. The moment that he stretched his mind out to them he was immediately swept away by a tide of euphoria. He felt himself being dragged from his body and clawed his way back to it. He felt only a confusing mix of sensations. He was so relaxed and yet excited. Why was Suicune licking his feet? He could entertain no further thoughts as the surging pleasure of his slaves came to the fore once again.

Ayden was in a world of hir own; Muzzle buried up to the cheeks in warm, undulating folds, still knotted in hir lover, still knotted by Cobalt. Sie barely made any movements of hir own volition. Cobalt's thrusts forced hir muzzle deeper into Menardi's entrance, Menardi bucked her hips, flexing Ayden's cock inside Jade. Sie was a conduit through which pleasure flowed between those involved. Hir muscles lurched back to life as sie felt a warm tongue trace up hir sack. Sie had to yank hir muzzle free to moan out into the air as she came forcefully into Jade. Sie wasn't sure how sie hadn't run out yet. Sie had been pumping hir seed into hir lover for what felt like hours. Yet the forceful grip on hir ears told hir that sie was far from done.

Menardi held onto Ayden's head as long as she could, determined to find her release. She needn't have held on long, as that tongue quickly found just the right spot. Her hands went to brace her against the floor as her cum spurted over the fox's muzzle. She leaned forward as her body heaved in the throes of passion, only to find her muzzle locked with Cobalt's. Their arms came up to caress each other as they shared a deep, sensual kiss.

Cobalt wasn't sure why he had kissed her, but it felt so right none of it mattered. Their tongues twined and danced as they both struggled to suppress the frantic panting and moaning that had consumed them up until this point. Her hot breath tickled across his face. He sank deeper into the fox beneath him as Menardi pulled him towards her. His body jerked, for once not out of pleasure. His sister had a fistful of tails that she was wringing with all her might. He could barely begin to wonder what she was doing back there before a sudden contraction squeezed another spurt of cum out of him and he became caught up in his passionate kiss once more.

Crys had only been trying to please the new member of her family as master had commanded. She liked to think that she was doing a good job based on how sie responded to the deliberate motions of her deft tongue. But Jade, that crafty devil, had turned over on her back. Crys couldn't figure out why until a long tongue snaked its way up in between her netherlips. Surprise was instantly transmuted into ecstasy as the lashing her tunnel got quenched a heat she didn't even know she had built up. She had been carefully straddling Jade, but her legs were swept from underneath her and she came crashing down onto the poor vixen. She was about to ask if Jade was all right, her answer came in the form of a well-timed lick that catapulted her over the edge

Jade briefly struggled to free her nose as Crys' weight fell upon her, but once she managed one or two invigorating breaths she went right back to work. She had listened for Crys' moans and yips and had found just where her most sensitive spots were. She swept across one with a slow heavy drag that appeared to be more than the morph could take. Hot cream dripped down her muzzle as Crys came explosively. The pleasure echoed back to Jade as Ayden came into her once again. His seed was overflowing even past his knot. Jade didn't have time to wonder about it as the hot flood forced her to her own peak.

Gleam's consciousness swung wildly from perspective to perspective, a new wave of sensual bliss crashing down on him every time it did so. Through the haze of pleasure, he noticed that his slaves were starting to twitch and moan without any stimulation. Their eyes turned skyward as they began to climax spontaneously. His pleasure had begun to trickle back down to them. The feedback was making them all practically paralyzed with lust. But where was it all coming from? He felt a sympathetic twinge as Cobalt penetrated Ayden sharply, enough that his knot wedged inside hir opening. Ayden's mind flashed momentarily with concern. No, he's too deep he could-

At the thought of kits of his own Ayden's body reflexively stiffened, coiling up to unleash a climax so powerful it launched Gleam back into his own body, where he found himself cumming forcefully into Suicune's waiting maw. Despite her efforts she couldn't swallow all of his cream, but she set right to work licking it up. Guilt shadowed her features as she finished cleaning him.

"Master I-"

"I know. You only did what came naturally, what you thought would please me. I could never fault you for that."

He breathed heavily, the air was thick with his musk and sweat, but he sensed a sharp swath of heat that could only be coming from one source. He slid up into the bed and motioned for Suicune to join him. Her Master's forgiveness banished the guilt she felt the way the coming dawn sweeps away a bad dream. Her eagerness to please him returned as she slowly, sensually drew her body against his.

Gleam gazed into the eyes of his slave as she lowered herself onto him. For once he looked upon her sensually, and not in a domineering way. Of course he would get what he wanted regardless. She had been so good to him. If only there were a way for her to feel what he felt. Like most of his desires, this was but a simple thought away. He opened his mind to her, allowing the pleasure of his other slaves to suffuse her.

Her eyes widened as she got a glimpse of what her master felt. She gripped his fur and threw herself down on his shaft as she came immediately, her head thrashed as another climax piled on top of the first. She was helpless against the veritable onslaught of pleasure. Her wild undulations threw Gleam's shaft about, finally burying his knot into her as she came again. Gleam found that there was something tantalizing about this chaos. Far from seizing control, he abandoned himself to the pleasure once more.

He had felt his slaves becoming overwhelmed by the shared sensations as his lover thrashed atop his enraptured body. When his attention returned to them, he found Cobalt and Crys laying curled in each others' arms and Jade splayed out across the floor. They were finally spent and had abandoned this world for the peaceful escape of dreams. Menardi though, had at long last found a cock to fill herself with and was not keen on giving it up easily. Ayden was rapidly learning the answer to if he would ever run out of cum.

As the positively ravenous Mightyena continued to force herself onto him, Ayden cast out desperately for a way to sate her. She had finally taken hir knot with her gyrations, but she kept at it. She was beyond insatiable. The fog of exhaustion made Ayden's search for a way to satisfy her difficult, but sie finally settled on an interesting tidbit that sie had learned about the female climax recently. Sie stretched a paw out to her, it was as much movement as sie could accomplish in this state. Menardi leaned down so that Ayden could whisper into her ear.

"I want you to have a litter, just cum for me. You know you need it."

Her jaw slackened, but it was the only part of her body to do so. Her back shot bolt upright as every muscle in her body drew itself up tight. Her entire being was focused around Ayden's cock and in that instant, she got what she wanted. Both of them came one final time, thinking only of the wondrous times that they and their family would have together. Menardi's eyes finally drooped and she slumped back into a sea of tails. Ayden's head drifted to the side as he too lost his grip on the waking world. He smiled with a final thought. "Maybe I would make a good hypnotist..."

The thing that seemed foremost to Gleam was the silence. He had felt his seed leave him as the last of his slaves faded from consciousness, but now it was as if Suicune wasn't even there. He opened his eyes to find her still impaled on his pole, stiff as a board. Her last orgasm had been so intense that she had stopped breathing.

"Suicune? Suicune dear-"

She suddenly fell onto him in a panting mess. It was short-lived though, as driving through the gauntlet of pleasure from half-a-dozen Pokemon had completely wiped her out. She murred gently and fell asleep in an instant. Gleam was bowed under the weight of the same exertion, but he had one important thing to do first. He hoped that Yuri would get here soon, he had signaled for her some time ago. It wasn't like her to-

"You rang master?" The Umbreon asked.

She had materialized at his side without the slightest whisper of sound. Now that was more like Yuri. She could be standing on your foot and you wouldn't know if she didn't want you to.

"I need you to take a message to Darius. I trust that you can find him?"

"Your trust is well placed, Master." She stated proudly. "He is quite skilled in the art of abjuration, but let's just say you're fortunate that he is not trying to keep me from finding this island."

"Quite. Tell him that he is doing an excellent job, but that he can loosen his grip a bit. I've found recently that one small ship, with a particularly resourceful captain, might not be such a disaster if it were to sneak through the net."

"Oh, so you plan on inviting further guests do you? I do hope that I'll be able to join them when we make our... introductions."

"You may have to fight Menardi for the chance, but I'll see what I can do."

A sly smile answered him as she deftly swept herself out of view. Idle thoughts of the dark apparition to which he had spoken swirled in his mind as he finally drifted off. He never got a 'Yes Master' out of her, but the sleek femme carried out his will with a speed and effectiveness that he could not deny. He hoped that she would take a mate someday. He hated the thought of her being lonely. And if her children would be anything like her? He shuddered with excitement at the thought. He cast his gaze longingly out the window, thinking more of what was to come.

Miles away, fifty nautical miles to the Southeast to be precise, a proud and faithful Arcanine leaned into a banked turn as the skipper maneuvered his patrol speedboat around another jetty of sharp rocks. Russel turned to his companion as he steadied out his course. He straightened her life jacket with his free hand. He didn't have one custom made for her the way Ayden did. An extra-large human one fit all right with the arm holes enlarged a little bit. He stroked her neck as they both looked out over the open water.

"Blayze, you don't think I'm crazy for looking out here, do you girl?"

She planted her feet on the deck and held her rump in the air as she wagged her tail enthusiastically. As always, she looked ready for action.

"Good to know that you're on my side," he said, returning his gaze to the horizon. "We'll find him, girl. I've got a feeling about this place..."