The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

She returned to her chair, “So there are a few matters we need to discuss, they are as follows: First, we should determine the order in which the matrons may submit their maidenhood to our wonderful master.” She smiled at me happily, “Secondly, we need to determine how many household maidens we will accept, and for what duration. And thirdly, we should discuss if there are any household duties that you have any preference as to which matron has predominant duties.”

I listened carefully. “Okay, so I’ll come back and touch them in order in a second, but what is a household maiden? I know you are a household matron, but what is a household maiden?”

The two matrons exchanged a glance. “So when you met with Driveal, what did you discuss?” Tavorwen asked.

“We talked about how I was going to choose my matrons, how mostly I would be going on by visual appeal and I just followed my gut because…. OH!” I interrupted myself, “Are household maidens the maidens trying to put themselves out there so I can get to know them before my next round of matron selection?”

Diamiutar smiled, “Yes, that is more or less the purpose. Maidens may offer their services to the household of a master, for a variety of purposes. One of the most common reasons maidens make this offer is a chance to get to know a master, and let a master get to know them. Other reasons can include desire to learn skills from a particularly skilled matron, learning about the reproductive acts, learning how a household is managed, and even figuring out if they truly desire the lifestyle of a matron.”

Tavorwen piped in, “When it comes to combat oriented maidens, they could also serve to strengthen security for our home. If Kathra discovers your existence, she may attempt to send assassins, and Creadean and myself would be hard pressed to keep you safe.”

I nodded, “That makes sense. So back to your list, you wanted to discuss the order in which I’ll make love to my matrons.”

Diamiutar and Tavorwen smiled broadly. “That is a great term for the act! Forgive us. Elven society is, perhaps, too sensitive about discussing… sex. But… ‘making love’… that is an almost beautiful and poetic way to describe the act.” Diamiutar acknowledged.

“I certainly felt loved as you allowed me to take my place after your success on the battlefield.” Tavorwen agreed with a smile.

Man, the number of terms we used on earth for sex. The Devil’s Tango. The Nasty. Knocking uglies. Bedroom Rodeo. Shagging. That was just a tiny selection. I’m glad I chose a more positive term for it. The elves seemed almost scientific in their discussion. ‘Impregnating’, ‘inseminating’, and such being their go-to terms. ‘Love making’ was indeed a step up.

“So, I understand that you two should be first… but is there any sort of prestige to the order of the others?” I wondered.

“Not really.” Diamiutar acknowledged. “Narusil is the youngest of your matrons, being only a hundred and twenty-seven years old. If she was next, it would be attributed to her youth giving her a lack of patience. Heilantu is the oldest of your matrons, myself excluded, and has therefore waited the longest, and would be a valid choice. Creadean would be a good choice so her trepidations about when her turn will arrive will be alleviated so she may perform her duties in your protection undistracted. Lymarith is perhaps the one with the greatest yearning of all your matrons, so choosing her would give her relief from her burning desires.”

I tapped my chin, “Now, even if I was trying to go as hard as I could, I think I’d need at least an hour between each matron I made love to…”

Diamiutar and Tavorwen exchanged a look of wonder, and I could help but feel like a fucking stud. When the expectation is a day or two between ejaculations and I could pull it off a second load in an hour, it did make you feel like a freaking amazing lover even with minimal effort.

“… but what about other… er…. sex acts are common? What else do matrons like?” I checked.

Diamiutar’s brow furrowed. “I don’t understand, what do you mean by ‘other sex acts’? In order to be impregnated, vaginal intercourse is required. What other acts would be considered sexual?”

I laughed, “Come on, you’re telling me a pregnant matron has never tried taking it in the ass? Do elves never suck for a bit to lube up their man before they ride their master? Has a master never sucked on his matron’s nipples or munched her pussy? How about using just their fingers to make it feel good?”

My head matron’s eyes got wide with shock. Diamiutar’s jaw hung open. There was a very jumbled mix of emotions coming from both of them.

Tavorwen swallowed, “N-n-n-no. I don’t think an elf has ever had the stamina to even consider acts like that. We’re far too busy doing our best to make sure the next generation is born.”

Diamiutar put a hand over her mouth, “I mean, I suppose an elven penis could fit into a matron’s rectum… but… Lymarith told us how big you said your penis was… wouldn’t that tear your female’s anus apart?”

I chuckled, “You’d be surprised. Where I’m from, some wo-… females… prefer it in their asses. Regardless, putting anal aside, what would my matrons feel about me engaging in some of the other acts? Would it be okay? Would they feel violated?”

The matrons shared a glance. “Perhaps… that could be okay… I suppose it would mostly depend on how it feels.” Diamiutar conceded. “There are many ways in which your household is going into unexplored territory. We’ve never had a male with such vigor and stamina. Normally, making love to Tavorwen would have mostly put you out of commission for a day or two. We have no idea what our relationships could even be like…”

I looked at Diamiutar and smiled, “So, would you be willing to experiment with it when we make love?”

I could feel her apprehension… and arousal.

“I trust you. You were sent by the Gods, acknowledged by the Gods, and our union was blessed by the Gods.” She took a deep breath, lowering her eyes, “I am your matron. I am yours. I trust you. You may do as you desire with me.” She smiled and met my gaze again, “Just let me do my part first… if you would.”

Getting ridden by my head matron then having free reign on her body sounded fucking fantastic. The arousal was real.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“So… before we get in trouble. What order will you claim your matrons in… just so we can be clear and do things in proper order?” Diamiutar asked breathily.

I debated. They were all appealing. “Well, obviously we’ll start with you, then I think I want Narusil, Lymarith, Creadean, and I’ll finish with Heilantu.”

Diamiutar nodded, “Perfect. Now, about the household maidens… we have received in the past two hours since our bonding two hundred requests for positions as household maidens. Clearly, we cannot accommodate them all. Many houses only allow a single maiden per matron, but given the number of requests… and the prospective numbers of matrons you’ll be taking… would you be comfortable with us taking on more maidens?”

I pondered for a second, “That seems reasonable. How many maidens do you think we should take?”

Diamiutar bobbed back and forth as she debated. “Well, it partially depends on how many matrons you will end up with. But I feel like starting with at least two maidens for each matron would be a good start. Also, how long should we have the period of servitude be expected to be set? Normally it is a period of twenty-five to fifty years, unless they are selected as a matron, but that would mean with our current matrons, it would take over four hundred years to accommodate all of the requests, and that is assuming that we do not get more requests.”

I thought about it, “I’ll have to leave that to you… It sounds weird to me. I will accept whatever you decide.”

Diamiutar struggled for a moment, “So, what if we accept three maidens for each matron and start with a five-year period… that will enable us to bring more maidens through far more quickly.”

I nodded, “Sounds good to me.”

Diamiutar nodded, “I will distribute requests to the appropriate matrons and we’ll get our maidens selected as quickly as possible.” She smoothed her skirts, “Now, as to household tasks. The general tasks include cooking, cleaning, mending, enchanting, healing and interacting with the rest of the city.”

She stared at her hands. “Now, some of these tasks are specialities of some of your matrons. I particularly enjoy cooking and mending, Lymarith is a talented enchanter, and Heilantu is a healing specialist. As head matron, it is likely that I will be required to take the role of the emissary to the rest of Ealphamir, so that role is probably taken. But that just leaves cleaning to Narusil, which is generally considered one of the lowest, most menial and least rewarding of duties… I don’t want her to feel… insulted…”

I thought for a moment, “Do the other duties require all of the time of the matrons involved?”

Diamiutar thought for a moment, “No… I don’t suppose they do.”

“Then Narusil will be the matron in charge of coordinating the cleaning efforts. Yes, it may require her to spend time cleaning but once we get the maidens onboard they can help her and any matrons with free time can assist her as well.” I suggested. “Surely none of the matrons think themselves above helping a fellow matron.”