As Charlotte descended down the halls to her private quarters, her mind was still racing with Kasumi's words. She HATED it when Kasumi was right... but she couldn't deny it. This castle, her position of power, commanding the other girls, causing pain to those who defied her... it was all just an outlet for her to project her misery. She handled her pain by getting off on the pain of others. She was a monster: a sadistic, sociopathic monster.
All she could think about right now was how to fix things. How could she return back to civilization as a decent human being? Could she somehow, deep in the black recesses of her heart, find penance?
Her thoughts dwelled on her Adels: the four girls who had sworn their loyalty, their bodies, their very existence to her. When nobody else in the world would give her their respect, those four did. When nobody else could stand to be in her presence, the Adels remained firmly by her side. This whole time on the island, they were the only friends she had...
...and she took them for granted. She looked at them as less than human, and more as weapons to be used against her foes. They were her friends, her loyal followers... but she treated them no different than she treated any other girl she had stepped on during her time here. Sure they had more luxuries and better living arrangements than the others, but even they were subject to Charlotte's cruelty from time to time. And now that everything was over... it was that nagging regret that was currently haunting her mind.
Charlotte could feel her feet moving faster, her mind racing, her heart pumping rapidly. She wanted to barge in there right now, look them in the eyes, and apologize for everything. They were all she had; if she didn't make things right with them, she would be all alone. What if they didn't even want to be around her anymore?! The thought was horrifying to her...
Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the door to her private quarters. She gulped as her mind desperately pieced together the words to form the sentences that would make things alright. She allowed herself to suppress her fears, her doubts... and leave only room for her resolve. Even if everyone hated her after leaving the island... she wanted to make things right with these four at the least.
She opened the door, and her eyes were met by the four pairs of eyes belonging to her loyal subjects: The Adel. Ange, Miranda, Marianne, Monroe... all four were chilling in the room, waiting for her it seemed. Their expressions weren't happy nor sad, just solemn.
Ange was the first to speak."Stand at attention!"
The four of them, clad in uniform, jumped to their feet and stood firmly, their eyes not staring at Charlotte, but at the wall beside her. Their expressions were firm, rock-solid, unwavering.
"Charlotte-sama!" they all declared in unison.
Charlotte put a hand to her forehead and rolled her eyes. "There's no need for that."
The four of them looked at each other, then shrugged and disengaged.
Ange approached Charlotte and bowed respectfully to her."Charlotte-sama, we've made your bed for the night. You must be tired after everything that happened. Would you like a bath?"
Charlotte shook her head. "No, I just want to talk to you all. Please, sit."
They were a little surprised at first, especially hearing Charlotte in such a respectful tone. After waiting a second to speculate what was going on, they finally took seats in the room and fixated their eyes on their leader, preparing to listen intently.
Charlotte cleared her throat and spoke:
"As you may or may not be aware, Mirei and Mamori cured the Armed Virus tonight. Liberators and Extars all over the island are suddenly discovering their bodies no longer have any supernatural capabilities. They're all... human."
The four of them said nothing, but nodded in agreement.
"Therefore, there is no longer any need for any of us to stay here. There is no more need for a governing body on the island. There's just... nothing...now. No Castle Veste, no Werter, no Adel... and no Governeur. We...I... am just nothing now. I'm just Charlotte."
She looked at them with a stern face. "And so, my four Adel, there is no need for you to answer to me anymore. We're equals now, the five of us. You can all take your leave."
But the four of them didn't move; perhaps they were still a little confused as to the current situation.
Charlotte raised her voice a little. "Well? What's keeping you? You four remained loyal by my side because you feared my power. Well now I have NO power! I'm nothing! You don't have to be afraid of me anymore!"
The four stayed seated, their faces no longer confused, but firm.
Charlotte's eyes started to well with tears. "No...why are you still sitting here? Don't tell me you actually stuck around because you liked me! You, the only people on this miserable fucking island who actually looked at me without disdain!"
Ange was immediately on her feet, closing distance. She brought her arms around Charlotte and hugged her tight. The other three followed suit and encased their leader in a bubble of warmth and reassurance.
Charlotte's teary eyes widened upon feeling their arms wrap around her, their bodies huddling close, smothering her. To feel this affection, even from these four... was a unique sensation for her.
"Charlotte-sama, we would never abandon you." Ange announced firmly. "You're our Charlotte-sama. Our loyalties lie to no man, woman, king or Governeur except you."
Charlotte sniffled a few times, then her sad lips curved upwards to joy. "My Adels... ahhh... I don't deserve you~"
"Would Charlotte-sama like to go to bed now?" Miranda asked.
Charlotte distanced herself from their embrace and wiped her eyes. "No, no. First, we have much to talk about. Please, all of you stay with me tonight."
We won't leave your side, Charlotte-sama!" Marianne declared.
Charlotte smiled at them. "That's good. Now... of you trust me, correct?"
They nodded in unison.
"I wouldn't do anything to hurt or endanger you. Now... if you will take off your clothes for me, then come back."
Since they were already used to hearing those words, the four of them didn't seem that bothered by it. They all piled into the bathroom, and the room began to echo with the sound of rustling clothes.
Meanwhile, Charlotte began to remove her own uniform. Her large breasts sprang free and jiggled upon feeling the cool air of freedom as her uniform fell to the floor in a purple pile. Her underwear and stockings were the next to go, leaving her pristine curved body bare from head to toe. Her hands instinctively played with her pink nipples in an attempt to harden her inverted nubs, eager to experience this new sensation with her Extars now that the virus was gone. Would they really have an orgasm...a REAL orgasm... without transforming? The thought of being able to repay her Extars for their loyalty by giving them genuine human pleasure had Charlotte shuddering with warmth and joy. They deserved to feel this... and Charlotte deserved to be the one to help them feel it for the first time.
Charlotte furiously rubbed her areolas in a circular motion, getting a little angry.
"Cmon, stand up... cmon!"
While she was distracted, her Adels came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but the skin they were born in. Their magnificent bodies, breasts of all shapes and sizes, were a wonder to behold. Charlotte had seen them naked before, but she never really appreciated their bodies until now. Ange, with her delicate, petite features, Miranda and Monroe with their modest, but perky breasts, but cute little backsides, and Marianne, who was easily the most voluptuous of the four.
But even her body paled in comparison to the marvel and wonder of their leader's magnificent anatomy. She was perfect in every way: her luscious, assertive legs, her slender frame, but most importantly... the glorious breasts that put most other busts to shame. Her size and roundness, her cute pink areolas, even the adorable little inverted nubs, were just marvelous pieces that built a stunning picture of magnificence.
They could already feel the heat building between their legs with each passing second that they gazed upon her naked beauty.
"Now... I want you four to join me. I'm going to show you something you've never felt before." Charlotte commanded.
There was a distinct red blush on their faces, a buckling of knees, embarrassed moans of arousal, but they managed to keep their composure and give a respectful bow.
"Yes, Charlotte-sama!"
Charlotte pulled back the red curtain of her king-sized bed, then graciously allowed her Adels to crawl inside first. When they were all comfortably inside, Charlotte closed the curtain. The five of them were enclosed in the dark, tight quarters, shrouded by a faint pink hue that illuminated from the red curtains. Their body heat combined, forming a hot, arousing climate inside their private little love hut.
The four Adels sat on their knees on the soft mattress, eagerly awaiting their leader's first move.
"Now then... Monroe, come to me." Charlotte beckoned with her finger.
Monroe nervously adjusted her eyepatch and fumbled with her pink hair, then slowly crawled forward on the bed until she was in close vicinity to Charlotte. Charlotte place a hand on each shoulder, then pulled Monroe close against her body. Monroe moaned sharply upon feeling the cushion of Charlotte's large breasts impact against her slender body.
"My sweet Monroe..." Charlotte whispered, gently stroking her white hair. "You will be the first. For your servitude to me, your loyalty... I wish to make you feel like a real woman."
"Charlotte-sama... a-are you going to... b-be rough with me?" Monroe squeaked.
"Not this time. "Charlotte reassured. "Lay on your back, and trust me."
Monroe laid on her back, unconsciously keeping her legs closed, but Charlotte reopened them with a warm smile. Charlotte looked at her other Adels, who were sitting intently with looks of arousal on their faces.
"Be patient, now. I promise you'll all get a turn."
Charlotte started by leaning down and planting some kisses up Monroe's thigh, immediately eliciting moans from the eyepatched girl. Charlotte's kisses were in extremely close vicinity to her womanhood, some even reaching her labia.
"Does this feel good, Monroe?" Charlotte asked between kisses.
"Y-y-y-es... Charlotte-sama... it's very good..." Monroe moaned.
"How about this?"
Charlotte extended her tongue and started licking the outer edges of her labia, getting as close as possible without actually touching her sacred slits.
"Unnnnh... ohh my... Charlotte-sama..."
"Mmm...you deserve this, my sweet Monroe. I want to show you how much I appreciate you." Charlotte whispered. "Will you allow me to pleasure you?"
Monroe, red as a tomato, could only nod as her lips were currently incapable of speaking words.
"Very good. Now hold still~"
Finally Charlotte closed in, tongue extended, and slowly slid into Monroe's wet entrance.
"Hng-OHHHHHHH~!"
Monroe immediately began drizzling from the sensation; perhaps Charlotte inspired such respect and admiration in her that the feeling of being pleasured by her was stupefying.
Charlotte's tongue went all the way in, until her lips pressed against her folds. With her tongue deeply submerged, she used her lips to suck and kiss the tender pink folds of her womanly treasure. Monroe's body arched upwards, muscles clenching from the sensation, her squeals of ecstasy impossible to hide.
"Uhhhhhhn! AHHHHH! AHHHHH CHARLOTTE-SAMA~!"
The other three couldn't help themselves; upon witnessing the erotic sight before them, their hands immediately went downstairs and started fondling their pussies. They tried hard not to cum, as they wanted to save themselves for Charlotte... but it was getting harder by the second.
Charlotte added to the pleasure by reaching her hands up and going high. Since she was temporarily blind, she had to feel around on Monroe's body until her hands felt the fleshy warmth of her modest breasts. When she found both of them, she cupped them in her hands and started fondling them.
"Ahhhhh-AHHHHHH! Charlotte-sama... eating my pussy... and fondling me...at the same time~!"
Charlotte continued to lick inside her cave and suck her folds, causing slurping noise from the accumulation of her saliva and Monroe's womanly nectar. Meanwhile, she diligently worked on her breasts. She started to feel the contractions; Monroe's pussy closing in on her tongue, then reopening. It happened a few times until finally, a rush of wetness flooded from her tunnel and filled Charlotte's mouth.
"AHHHHH! IT'S TOOO MUCH...CAN'T TAKE IT...AHHHHHHHHHH~"
Monroe squealed as she rode out her orgasm, Charlotte tasting the end result of her contractions as it coated her tongue. Her womanly essence spilled out from Charlotte's mouth and soaked the sheets. Finally, Monroe went limp against the bed and began a series of tired pants, desperate to regain her breath and her senses after such an explosive feeling. The others were in amazement from witnessing this marvel; the fact that Monroe stayed in her regular body and had such an amazing orgasm was something they had never witnessed before.
"H-haaah...haaah...haah...Charlotte-sama... thank you... for making me feel this way~" Monroe managed to utter.
"Thank you for being my loyal servant and partner." Charlotte warmly replied, then leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her parted lips.
Charlotte then sat up, licked her lips, then looked at the other three. "Now then... who's next?"
"MEEEE!" they all screamed in unison. Like little schoolkids eager to have the teacher call on them, they raised their hands and begged for their name to be spoken.
Charlotte grinned as she seductively extended her finger in a beckoning motion.
"Hmmmmmmm... come to me, Marianne~"
The blush on the pink haired girl's face grew ten times more prominent as she scooted forwards on her knees. Her mouth hung open, lustful pants spilling out as she extended her arms desperately.
"Charlotte-sama!" she cried out, her voice full of longing.
Charlotte brought her body against hers in a warm embrace. "Shhhh, it's okay, my dear Marianne. I wish to pay you back for everything. I'm going to make you feel the way you deserve to feel."
Charlotte slid a hand upwards to her left breast and started fondling it. Simultaneously, she created a slight distance between their faces so she could get her tongue in Marianne's mouth. The passionate tongue-kissing commenced, while Charlotte tended to Marianne's breast, which was larger than the rest and more pleasurable feeling in Charlotte's fingers.
"Mmmmhhh...mmmmph~" Marianne whimpered, unable to use her tongue as it was currently occupied.
Charlotte slid a second hand up to her other breast and gripped them both, using them as cushions to gently push Marianne onto the bed, on her back. She crawled onto Marianne, straddling her waist, and began diverting all of her attention to the girl's breasts, fondling them thoroughly in her hands.
Charlotte silenced Marianne's moans by leaning down and invading her mouth once again with her tongue. The other girls watched in anticipation as Charlotte fondled Marianne's breasts and made out with her, adding to the pleasure by gently grinding against her pelvis. She could already feel the wetness forming between Marianne's legs, as it smeared all over her and hindered their friction.
"Mmmmhhh...mmmph...mmmhhhmmmm...!" Marianne whimpered.
Charlotte finally broke the kiss, leaving a tiny bridge of saliva between them. "Are you ready, Marianne~?" she cooed.
Marianne nodded so fast she nearly broke her neck. "Please make me feel good, Charlotte-sama~!"
Charlotte grinned in response and shifted a little to the side, so she could reach her intended target. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips back against Marianne's, started fondling her left breast once again, but with one added addition... two fingers sliding into the sticky warm depths of her loyal servant's folds.
"MMMPH! Mmmmmmmhhhph~!" Marianne whimpered into Charlotte's mouth.
Charlotte penetrated her depths with her fingers, rooting around inside her warm cave and exploring every inch of her intimate area. Her fingers were moist with Marianne's nectar, which flowed freely from her slits.
Marianne whimpered and moaned inside Charlotte's mouth as Charlotte pumped inside her, her lips desperately trying to pull away just to gasp her name.
"MMm-mmmm-mmmph-mmmmm-AHHH CHARLOTTE-SAMA-MMMmmmmmmph~"
Charlotte didn't give her much of a chance to talk, as she relentlessly attacked Marianne's lips and tended to her intimate area, all the while fondling that glorious breast in her hand. Since Marianne was the biggest of her Adels, that was the closest Charlotte could get to feeling a breast as big and heavenly as her own.
The three-fold pleasure on Marianne was unbearable for her; finally she blasted Charlotte's throat with the warm vibrations of her loud scream as her womanhood closed around Charlotte's fingers and then reopened with fast contractions. Her pussy throbbed like a heartbeat, producing a stream of her love juices that flowed down her thighs as Charlotte pumped it out. Charlotte knew it had happened, so she finally pulled her fingers out and allowed Marianne to crawl aside and join the sexually satisfied Monroe.
After Marianne was thoroughly "rewarded" for her loyalty, Charlotte turned to the only two left, Ange and Miranda.
"Miranda, you're next."
Ange's mouth fell open with sorrow as Miranda's curved upwards with a smile. "Thank you, Charlotte-sama!"
Her eagerness at its peak, Miranda showed no restraint and DIVED into Charlotte's waiting arms, her lips impacting against Charlotte's mouth as her leader's back hit the mattress. Miranda pinned her as best she could, furiously kissing and grinding against her adored leader. But Charlotte was not one to be the submissive.
"Ah ah ah, I get to be on top!"
Charlotte used her skills to effortlessly flip the script, pinning Miranda against the bed and hovering over her. She looked into Miranda's lustful, pleading eyes, and whispered.
"Is my darling Miranda desperate to feel my pleasure~?"
Miranda's voice was a pathetic whimper. "Please, Charlotte-sama... make me feel good like the others~!"
"Turn around and get on all fours, sweetie~"
The blue haired girl gulped as she let down her guard and put herself in a completely compromising position. Charlotte had done this to her before... to humiliate her.
"Is Charlotte-sama gonna treat me like a dog?" Miranda asked.
Charlotte put her hand to her mouth and giggled. "Ho ho ho ho! Of course not, Miranda dear. Tonight, I'm going to give you something special..."
Miranda tensed up when she felt Charlotte's hands on her butt, rubbing up and down a few times just to feel it out. She wondered what her master had in store... and that realization hit her quickly. Her eyes popped open when she felt a warm finger force its way into her anus, pushing all the way to the knuckle.
"H-haaaaaAAAAHHHH!"
Charlotte grinned and leaned in, tongue extended, and started licking up and down her womanhood from behind, all the while exploring the depths of Miranda's asshole with her curious forefinger. She used the other hand to pinch and slap the minuscule ass meat that Miranda was packing on her petite backside.
"Uhhhnnn...huuuhnn...haaah...Charlotte-sama... ahhh I'm tingling..." Miranda said, her words coming out in stutters from how she was shivering from the feeling of the finger in her ass.
"Mmm...uhhmmmm... do you want me to go further?" Charlotte moaned between licks.
"Y-y-y-yesss... please, Charlotte-sama... I'll do anything."
"You don't have to do anything, my darling. This is your night. I'm rewarding you."
Charlotte pressed her tongue against Miranda's entrance and pushed forward; Miranda could feel the tip opening up her folds, pushing through the tight flesh as the wet object slid into her sacred cave.
"HOOOHHHGH!"
Charlotte pushed her tongue all the way in and started sucking her labia, all the while pumping her finger inside her asshole at a frantic pace. The double pleasure had her shuddering, shaking, almost SEIZING from the sheer ecstasy.
It didn't take long for her to reach her climax; in fact, she held the current record for cumming the fastest.
"OHHHH CHARLOTTE-SAMAAAAAAA~"
Miranda graced them all with a beautiful display of her womanly convulsions as she finally collapsed against the bed and slowly crawled over to join the other pleasured maidens. There was only one left now.
Charlotte turned and faced her: her most loyal servant and right-hand girl.
"Ange... my sweet, loyal, devoted Ange... come to me."
Ange's cheeks flared with red as she approached her naked goddess of a master and bowed humbly, awaiting her command. Charlotte's response was to snatch her up in her arms, bring her close against her body, and bring their lips together in a kiss of intense and unwavering passion.
Ange's eyelids fell as her legs instinctively wrapped around Charlotte's waist and her arms found their way around a neck to cling on. She was like putty in Charlotte's embrace, not even powerful enough to move her lips properly. Charlotte was in complete command of her: she was Charlotte-sama's, body and soul.
Charlotte broke the kiss and hoisted her up higher, until her face was level with Ange's teeny little barely-there breasts. Her adorable pink nipples stood firm, begging to be tasted by a warm, wet, hungry pair of lips.
Charlotte obliged as she lowered her head, lips open, and enclosed them around the succulent right nipple before locking tight and securing it firmly in her mouth. She sucked inwards slightly, providing a pleasurable suction as she tugged on the nipple and it loyally followed. Ange's breast flesh rose upwards like bread as her nipple was sucked in Charlotte's warm, generous mouth. Her mouth was wide open, drool leaking from her lip as the sheer awesomeness of this moment rendered her weak. Tiny, weak pants spilled out, her moans a pathetic panting noise.
"Ahh...ahhh...ahhhhhh...ahhhh..."
Charlotte let go of the nipple and Ange's breast shot back into place. She then turned her attention to the other nipple, which she descended upon with her lips and started planting slow, wet kisses on. Ange's head fell backwards; it would have fallen off had it not been attached. Her body was almost lifeless in Charlotte's arms; the only strength she had was to moan softly from her lungs.
Suddenly, Charlotte pulled guard on her. Ange gasped as Charlotte fell backwards against the bed and Ange's tiny butt smooshed against her face.
"Ch-Charlotte-sama?!"
But her concern faded when Charlotte's hands slid up her thighs and then grabbed a handful of each leg. Charlotte shuddered from the sweet, ripe smell of Ange's aroused pussy, dripping with anticipation as her pink rose petals shone prominently in her face. She firmly grasped Ange's thighs and brought her forward, sending her pussy crashing against her hungry mouth.
"OHHHHHHH CHARLOTTE-SAMA!"
Charlotte spent the next quiet, solemn, beautiful minutes completely worshiping Ange's pussy. Her lips kissed and sucked and tugged on her folds, her tongue penetrated and wriggled inside... she tasted and made oral love to Ange's sweet cavern with a level of passion that she had never unleashed before. Ange was everything to her... her second-in-command, her closest companion... her best friend... everything that could possibly be considered the embodiment of loyalty and devotion. Ange was all of these things, and only now did Charlotte realize how rich she was to have Ange as a companion.
As Ange cried out to the heavens and her nectar spilled into Charlotte's mouth, the pink-haired woman drank in the precious sounds of her companion's ecstasy and then literally drank in the byproduct of her sweet release. It felt wonderful to both of them: Ange for being shown the respect she deserves, and Charlotte for finally showing her Adels how much they mean to her.
And when it was all over... the five of them sat and had a moment of silence. Charlotte wanted to give them a chance to breathe, to regain their composure... and to listen to what she had to say once they were calmed down.
"Are you all listening?"
The four of them, still trying to regain their senses, all looked up at their beloved leader with eyes full of admiration and respect. She had their full attention.
"Thank you all for staying by my side. I couldn't have survived on this island without you. And... most of all... I'm sorry if I ever mistreated you, okay? You're all precious to me. Never forget that."
The four of them looked at each other, a strange look in their eyes as if they had some kind of mutual understanding... or some kind of plan. Then, they all looked back at Charlotte and stood up tall on their knees.
"Charlotte-sama!" they all exclaimed in unison.
Charlotte's expression changed to concern. "H-huh?"
Marianne was the first to approach. She leaned in and kissed Charlotte on the cheek, then completely bypassed her to lay down against the pillow.
"Wh-what are you...?"
Ange was the next to approach. She grabbed Charlotte and kissed her on the lips, sliding her hands down to her chest and then gently pushing her backwards.
"W-wahh!"
Charlotte fell backwards and her head hit the pillow... but something felt different. Instead of her mattress, she felt the warmth of Marianne's body and the soft cushion of her moderate breasts pressing into her back.
Marianne locked her legs tight around Charlotte's waist and secured her from behind. Charlotte gasped when she felt Marianne's hands come around and touchdown on her breasts, which Marianne began fondling.
"Uhhn...wh-what's gotten into... youuu...?"
Ange closed in from the front, crawling on all fours like a predator as Marianne had Charlotte trapped. Meanwhile, Miranda closed in from the left and Monroe closed in from the right. They had her surrounded in a pincer formation: Ange from the front, Marianne from behind, and Miranda and Monroe on each side.
While Marianne's fingers danced on Charlotte's massive titty flesh, Ange straddled her waist and postured up, so she was hovering over her master. Charlotte stared into the passionate eyes of her trusted number two as she leaned down and their lips joined.
"Mmmm~"
Charlotte's eyes instinctively closed and she enjoyed the kiss as Marianne's hands continued to work on her breasts. It was already feeling amazing, but then Marianne's middle fingers found her inverted nubs...
"MmmmMMMPH~"
Ange's tongue slid into Charlotte's mouth, silencing her words as Marianne got to work swirling her fingers on her master's retracted nubs. Her fingertips found the two grooves and easily worked inside them, causing Charlotte's body to wriggle with an uncontrollable pleasure. But Ange was on top of her and Marianne had her firmly locked, so Charlotte's body wasn't going anywhere. Meanwhile, Miranda and Monroe were on each side planting kisses on her inner thighs. Their lips were in DANGEROUS vicinity to their master's labia: so dangerous that it sent a burning sensation throughout her body.
"Mmm...mmm! Mmmmmph!"
Charlotte shivered as she felt a tingle in her nipples. She could feel it; her nubs slowly growing, ascending their resting place like two rocket ships ascending their chutes. Pretty soon, Marianne's fingers were no longer sank into the two craters on her areolas; they were pressing tight against her round, firm, fully erect nubs.
Now that her nipples had emerged from their slumber, that was their cue. The three of them with the exception of Marianne all shifted their positions: Miranda and Monroe were now on each side of her torso, with a leg draped over the opposite side, and Ange was re-positioned in the front, in close vicinity between her legs.
The beautiful plan all came together right then. Miranda and Monroe were first, as they leaned down and started sucking on the round pink nipples that had finally awoken.
"Uhhhhhn~!"
Marianne was in charge of keeping her secure from behind; her legs were firmly locked around Charlotte's calves, while her hands continued to fondle the abundant titty flesh that she could still access. She also seductively kissed Charlotte up and down her neck, sometimes using her tongue instead to lick up and down.
Ange had the most important job: a job befitting of her status as Charlotte's most trusted number two. Marianne had to move her legs in order to give Ange enough room to work, as she scooted forward and secured Charlotte's legs herself.
"A-Ange..."
"We appreciate you as well, Charlotte-sama." Ange replied with a bow.
Ange spread Charlotte's legs and then assumed her position, exercising flexibility in order to position their womanhoods the way she wanted it. She slid forward until they could feel the warmth of their pussies radiating. And then finally... their wet folds pressed together and became one. They were one perfect unison: Master and loyal vassal.
Ange thrust forward and their pussies engaged in an intense dance of aggression and passion. Charlotte squealed out, and her hips bucked in response. The quadruple pleasure commenced: Charlotte tribbing with Ange, all the while her nipples were sucked and licked by Miranda and Monroe, while Marianne's fingers greedily fondled her breast fat.
All Charlotte could do was squeal out into the night and thrust her hips, tears leaking from her eyes from the sheer intensity and beauty of the moment. It was truly a heartwarming, humbling feeling: to be worshiped, respected, and appreciated by the four girls she had taken for granted. She never felt more love and admiration for them, and it only made the experience that much warmer and pleasurable.
Ange moaned to the high heavens as she hit her second orgasm of the night: a just reward for her valiant efforts in showing Charlotte just how much she reciprocated her feelings. But despite the powerful contractions sapping her body, she still persevered and grinded her womanhood against Charlotte's sopping wet slits with extreme force. She wasn't going to stop until she saw her master hit the sweet release that she deserved.
"Uhhhh! Ahhhh! Don't stop, please! AHHHH!" Charlotte squealed. She was so lost in the bliss that she didn't even care she was making requests of her servants instead of barking commands. They seemed to think nothing of it either, as their frantic efforts to make Charlotte cum continued at the same pace, albeit a little harder.
Their hips both arched at the same time, their pussies connecting in mid air like a bridge, and Charlotte's floodgates finally opened as she squealed.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Miranda, Monroe and Marianne all kissed her gently as Ange humped the orgasm out of her with powerful thrusts. Charlotte's body convulsed and shook wildly, the mattress bouncing and creaking from her intense ride.
Finally, after a minute or two... Charlotte was finally able to lay still and allow the breath to return to her tired body.
"Come here, all of you..."
Charlotte opened her arms wide and beckoned them all to pile up on her. They all happily obliged, and Charlotte found herself snuggling in a big naked ball with her Adels: a final warm, gentle note on the intense storm of the evening.
"Hah...hah...I love you all...I will cherish you always..." Charlotte whispered, her words a slur as sleep quickly overtook her.
"Charlotte-sama... we love you..." they all exclaimed together as they joined their master in sleep.