The story is reaching its climax! There are a few more chapters left, but this is where everything that has happened so far begins to come together. The last several chapters should be the ones most worth reading. Stay tuned!

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Lawrence and Holo made their way around the north for a little while longer. For some reason, Holo became angry every time Lawrence proposed actually visiting Yoitsu. They never quite got around to going there. Instead, they often passed through the town of Nyohhira, famous for its hot springs and inns, and one day, the two of them decided to make their home there.

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They bought a plot of land that was on the outskirts of town, but next to a hot spring, and then they began to build a house together. After what felt like entirely too long, the two of them finally stood at the gate, hand in hand. Their new house was wide and spacious, with large windows overlooking the natural springs in the back.

"I-It's…beautiful, nushio."

"Isn't it, though?"

Holo began to tear up as she grabbed Lawrence's arm and held it against her face as they walked up the path.

"Come on, let's go. They're waiting."

"Wait, 'they'?"

Lawrence opened up the door as Holo rushed in after him.

"Who's 'they'!?"

As they entered, Nora Arendt and Diana Rubens suddenly appeared from inside the house, shoving Holo aside as they both leapt on top of Lawrence.

"Lawrence-san!"

"Lawrence!"

"N-Nushio, what is this!?"

"Oh, I invited the girls to come visit us in Nyohhira."

"You what?"

"Yeah, back in Lenos. I told them they could come over once we settled down."

"WHAT?!"

Holo was suddenly shoved aside again as a certain former barmaid rushed past her and jumped on top of Lawrence, wrapping her legs around his body.

"Welcome back, Master~"

Helena gave her trademark seductive giggle, her sexy, soothing voice dripping with desire. Nora and Diana began to tug at her, pouting.

"Unfa-a-a-a-i-i-i-r-r-r!"

"I want to climb on Lawrence's body too!"

Holo could barely make herself heard above the noise as the three girls began to pull and grab at Lawrence, competing for his attention.

Holo laid her hands on Lawrence, only to find herself wrenched away as yet another girl jumped up to him. A small, diminutive girl, with messy strawberry blonde hair, wearing a rough woolen sweater and shorts, grabbed Lawrence, hugging him as she placed her head into his chest.

"Mi-i-i-ister Pa-a-a-ssenger!"

Ruka grabbed hold of Lawrence as she swung her feet around his hips and clung onto him. Lawrence was distracted by the four girls, talking to each of them at once as Holo fought for his attention. She finally managed to get ahold of him, pulling him away from the other three as she dragged him by his collar into a hallway.

"Nushio, explain to me right now what you think you're doi—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Holo was once again pushed aside as a tall, slim girl with long, straight, black hair, finely tanned dark skin, and a playful grin embraced Lawrence, holding herself right next to him.

"Hello, Lawrence."

"Hello, Fran."

Their mouths were close, separated by only a few centimeters, the distance rapidly decreasing as they moved toward each other, before suddenly, two more girls ran up to Lawrence: a slender, young woman in a black nun's habit and a sensuous girl decked with golden bangles.

Merta and the Dancer Girl stood in front of Lawrence with large, shimmering eyes and wide smiles on their faces as they stared at him before getting on their knees and kneeling.

"Welcome home, Lawrence-sama."

"Welcome home, Mr. Lawrence!"

Merta spoke in a soft, angelic voice and Dancer Girl with her loud, energetic, high-pitched voice. Slowly, the two girls bowed down, touching their heads to the floor as they lowered themselves in front of Lawrence in submission. The two of them then immediately approached Lawrence and clung to his legs as they nuzzled him.

"Master~"

"Master~!"

Meanwhile, Holo was crowded out again as the rest of the girls caught up, inching her aside as they all clung to Lawrence's back, watching Merta and the Dancer Girl.

Nora puffed her cheeks out. "Lucky~!"

Ruka moaned. "I'm so jealous~"

As the girls all paid attention to Lawrence, another figure stepped out of the shadows: a certain stern, pale priestess with light amber eyes. Behind her was a slender young girl in a cloak, trembling, with large, blue eyes turned towards the floor and long, silvery hair tied into a ponytail.

Elsa grabbed Lawrence by the chin, staring directly into his eyes, grinning.

"Hello, Lawrence."

"Hello, Elsa."

Elsa ran her fingers across Lawrence's chest, her breathing deep and heavy.

"I've missed you very much, Lawrence."

"I missed you too. I'm glad you're here, Elsa."

"I brought a housewarming gift for you, Lawrence~"

Elsa lifted her free hand and revealed that she was holding a leash connected to a collar around the silver-haired girl's neck. She jerked her hand forward, and the girl stumbled on her knees and hands onto the floor.

Elsa grabbed the girl, hoisting her up by her cloak, and groped her ass, and the two of them began to kiss in front of Lawrence. Elsa smirked as she then pushed the girl toward Lawrence. The girl began to whimper, shivering as Elsa tugged at her cloak.

The girl's cloak fell away, revealing her naked body. She tried in vain to cover herself, her hips shaking as she tried to cover her flat, white breasts, her slender, snowy-white stomach, and long, slender legs. She squealed with embarrassment as her fully erect cock twitched and quivered, a long strand of precum hanging from her swollen, engorged tip.

Col stared at Lawrence, still trying to hide his erect penis. Elsa giggled again as she grasped Col by his ponytail and licked his face, her eyes still on Lawrence. "Isn't she adorable, Lawrence?"

Col stared down at Lawrence's crotch and saw that he had become erect as well. Col blushed, and his dick squirted out another blast of precum onto the floor.

Elsa saw the look of amazement on everyone's faces. "I've trained her well, haven't I?"

Licking her hand, Elsa began to spread Col's ass cheeks apart. With her slippery fingers, she began to pleasure Col, grinning as Col began to shiver and moan. His tender asshole yielded easily to Elsa's fingers, and his cock began to twitch again.

Elsa smiled and placed her hand on Col's face, turning toward him to kiss him again. The two of them forcefully made out, their tongues winding in the air, long strands of spit dripping from between their mouths. Elsa dominated Col, forcing her tongue inside his mouth as his entire body writhed.

Holo stormed into the hallway, pushing her way past all of the girls who surrounded Lawrence, before stopping in her tracks as she saw Elsa and Col. Her mouth opened wide, and Holo gawked at the pair, just as dumbfounded as everyone else.

Finally, Elsa forced herself deep inside, her entire hand inside Col's ass. She pleasured him, with her tongue deep inside his throat choking him, as he exploded, his cock wrenching forward as it sprayed thick white cum, seemingly unceasingly, all over the floor. As his cock seemed to give way, drained, with one last long, snakelike strand of semen still hanging from his penis, Elsa finally let go, pulling her tongue free from Col's mouth and pulling her hand out from Col's anus.

Elsa shoved Col toward Lawrence. Col clung to Lawrence's chest, his face turning red. His penis immediately became hard again as he touched Lawrence's body. Lawrence was now fully erect, the tent in his pants completely dwarfing Col's tender, pale boner.

"Come on, Lawrence. Let's meet in private and 'catch up.' It's been months."

Elsa grabbed Lawrence by the hand, and immediately all the girls around him began to cry out in protest as they all clung to Lawrence and clamored for him to pay attention to them instead.

This time, it took considerably more effort for Holo to pull Lawrence away, and yet she somehow managed to do it one last time.

Holo began to walk at a very fast pace, making her way through the house that she had become intimately familiar with over the course of its construction, until she gradually managed to lose the others.

"Nushio," she said, with tears clouding her eyes and her throat nearly completely constricted. "Nushio, you're going to explain everything to me…everything. We're going to sit down together, away from those girls, and you're going to explain everything!"

"Holo…"

"Shut up!"

Holo had taken them all the way around the house. She dragged Lawrence through one last door, into the kitchen, and shoved him against the table.

"Listen to me, nushio. You're going to tell me what possessed you to invite those…those whores here. Then, you're going get on the floor and beg me for forgiveness, and then you're going to go up to each and every one of those girls, individually, and apologize for your boneheadedness before telling each one of them, individually, to never, ever contact you again—"

"Holo—"

"Shut up! You and I are going to be together, exclusively, do you understand? I am never going to leave you, and you are never going to leave me, do you understand!?"

"Holo—"

"WHAT!?"

Holo saw that Lawrence was not looking at her, but rather past her into the kitchen. Now beside herself with rage, she turned around.

Eve Boland was sitting on the kitchen counter. The most dangerous merchant in the world, a duplicitous liar and a thief with a lust for gold and a penchant for blood, who preferred to profit during strife and war than during peace, a two-faced cheat and a fugitive, was sitting on their kitchen counter. She did not have her usual cloak, nor did she have the scarf that she constantly wrapped around her face. Eve was completely unarmed and defenseless, and she was sitting on their kitchen counter.

"Having a bit of a lovers' quarrel, are we?"

Holo snarled at Eve. "You're here, too?"

Of all the girls Lawrence invited, Eve had been the least likely to actually show up.

"Well, of course. As you probably figured out by now, Lawrence invited every beautiful young girl he met over the last two months to come to this house."

Eve got off the counter and strutted up to Lawrence. She placed both her hands at Lawrence's waist, feeling up his torso as she ran her hands up his chest.

"Hello, Lawrence. Have you been well?"

"I didn't think you'd actually come, Eve."

"Well, of course. I've been doing wonderfully since the last time we met. But alas, my particular line of work is dangerous. I've made a lot of enemies…"

Eve placed her hands on Lawrence's face, caressing him with a teasing smile.

"It's a hard life."

Eve then grasped Lawrence by the face as her eyes flashed with lust.

"So I've decided to give it all up and become your trophy bitch instead."

Eve grabbed Lawrence by the face and kissed him, taking him and Holo both by surprise. Eve was fiercely handsome, intimidating. Her cold, piercing aquamarine eyes continued to glare up at Lawrence as she pulled away from him and began to kiss and lick every single part of his body, first grabbing him by the hand and kissing each one of his fingers before moving up his arm and leaving a string of kisses toward his neck. Eve lifted up Lawrence's shirt and licked his nipples, her tongue lingering for several seconds on each one as her hand began to stroke the fat rod emerging from between his legs, before bending down and leaving another trail of kisses down his stomach.

Eve then got down on the floor and licked Lawrence's boots, planting her lips firmly against each foot before running the flat of her tongue against the entire length of each sole of his shoes. Eve got back up, showing off the filthy black of her soiled tongue to Lawrence as she began to play with herself before kneeling back down and placing his crotch directly in her face.

"My body is yours. My mouth and ass and pussy exist for the pleasure of your cock. My tits and my face and my ass cheeks and my feet exist to please your eyes. My body is yours. This body exists for the sole purpose of your cock and your balls, to use at their pleasure. This body exists as nothing more than your slave, to be used as you wish, for the gratification of your testicles, nothing more. This body is yours…my Master."

Eve looked up at Lawrence and smiled, her fierce, blue-green eyes sharp with lust. Then, leaning in, she kissed his cock, touching her filthy lips against the soaked fabric at the tip of Lawrence's erect penis. Eve held her mouth there for the longest time, her soft, tender lips pressed tight against Lawrence's quivering erection, her eyes still staring directly at Lawrence. After a very long time, Eve finally pulled away and dipped her head, allowing Lawrence's boner to rest directly on top of her forehead, a final sign of humiliation for the woman who had once been the most feared merchant in the world.

Behind Holo stood the other girls, who had come into the kitchen without her noticing. Holo barely acknowledged their presence as they all continued to stare at Eve and Lawrence in awe and disbelief.

After some time, Eve noticed her audience and smirked. Getting up, she bowed to Lawrence and began to speak once again.

"Lawrence—Master…I've got a surprise for you."

Eve disappeared into the pantry. She reappeared several seconds with a bound figure, her arms and legs tied with rope, her mouth gagged with a piece of cloth. The room erupted in shock.

Eve ignored the commotion, and she dragged the bound girl into the middle of the kitchen and flung her at Lawrence's feet. Lawrence was quite shocked to see her, almost as shocked as the bound girl was to see Lawrence. It had been many months since he had last seen this pretty young girl with deep, violet hair. They had known each other for a long time, but the last time they had met had been in a small trading town far to the south several months ago, only days after he had first met Holo and long before he had ever even heard of Eve or Elsa or even Nora.

Chloe was lying, gagged, on the floor in front of Lawrence.

Eve stepped forward nonchalantly, placing her foot on Chloe's face.

"I was just doing my rounds, trying to keep away from Lenos, for obvious reasons, when I stumbled upon a certain someone being held prisoner by a trading company I do a lot of business with. My ears perked up when I heard where the girl was from. You've told me about the place before, you know, Lawrence…I had a feeling that you two knew each other."

Eve squatted down and removed the gag from Chloe's mouth. Chloe began to clench her teeth, snarling and growling at Lawrence like a dog.

Eve giggled. "Looks like you two left each other on less-than-friendly terms."

Lawrence glanced at Chloe. "We have…history together."

Eve grabbed Chloe and forced her up from the ground as she began to untie the ropes restraining her. Eve looked at Lawrence and grinned as she sucked on Chloe's neck.

"Oh, she won't be a danger at all, I assure you. I've trained her well."

Chloe stood still as the last of the binds around her fell away. She was still wearing her long, white dress, which was now dirty and torn. Chloe was somewhat dirtier and more bruised than the last time they met, but she was unchanged for the most part, right down to the trademark long, braided pigtails that ran past her shoulders.

Chloe glared at Lawrence with hatred in her eyes. She had gotten into a lot of trouble immediately after their last meeting together and ended up falling into debt and getting captured. For her, everything had started going downhill once Lawrence left town with the wolf-girl. She hadn't forgotten, and being brought in front of him at that moment just made the memory of her humiliation even fresher. Her sharp, purple eyes now burned with hate, her entire face contorted in anger.

Chloe was cute when she was mad. Lawrence began to stare down her dress as she glared at him, which only made Chloe even more furious. Eve smiled at how predictable Lawrence was, and she grabbed Chloe by the neck and slammed her onto the kitchen table, forcing her down against the tabletop.

"Chloe, The Position. Now."

Chloe stared at Eve in disbelief. Eve glanced back, and suddenly Chloe fell back, cowed. Looking down at the ground, she propped herself up on the table and then began to spread her legs. She spread her legs apart on the table, extending them wide, until the dress was stretched to its limits, and she could spread no more.

Eve gave a snort of disgust. "Well, is that it? More!"

Eve glanced at the hem of Chloe's dress. Chloe stared down as well, then back up at Eve. With first a look of horror, then anger and resignation, Chloe grasped the bottom of her dress. Her face was contorted with rage, and she fought back tears as she began to tear the front of her dress to make more room for her legs. She soon began to cry as she continued to rip her dress, forming a gash that went past her knees and up to her thighs, until finally her legs were no longer restricted in their movement.

Eve rolled her eyes and grabbed Chloe's dress herself as she made one final tear, ripping her dress almost entirely in half exposing Chloe's entire stomach and breasts. Chloe was now sobbing as she continued spreading her legs, straining the muscles in her thighs as she stretched her legs so far apart that her feet began to bend back toward her head.

Chloe's pubic bone began to jut up in the air as she spread her legs even further, and both sides of her dress now began to fall away, exposing her vagina completely. Her pussy was thick and hairy, her vulva bright, pearly pink, with thick, bulbous lips and a massive clitoris that stuck out, fully erect and throbbing, from her unkempt amethyst savanna. Chloe's chocolate brown bunghole was thick and tight and dark, peppered with long, wild violet strands of hair, thick and curly and stiff.

Chloe now lay still, her legs completely spread apart and her ankles wrapped around her head. Her dress fell back around her, exposing her entire body right up to her large warm, pomelo-pink nipples, which were rigid and erect and excited.

Lawrence stared at Chloe's humiliating pose, and he began to grow tight in his pants again. He could already hear the threads of his pants begin to tear as his erection uncoiled, raging with unwhetted desire.

Eve bent down over the table, holding Chloe's head tight, forcing her to stare directly at Lawrence.

"Come, Master, tell me how you like your present."

Lawrence's erection suddenly flew out of his pants, jutting into the air as it broke free from its fabric binds. Lawrence tore off his clothes and threw them aside, climbing onto the table naked with his dick hanging between his legs.

Chloe stared at Lawrence's cock and recoiled in disgust as her pussy sprayed out a thick, opaque jet of fluid onto the floor, and Lawrence mounted her as he began to fuck her large, unkempt pussy. Chloe's pussy stank with the odor of months of neglect as Lawrence's cock pummeled it repeatedly, forcing the sticky walls apart. The strong smell only made Lawrence even more aroused, and he came immediately, injecting a thick vein of semen directly inside Chloe.

Lawrence continued to fuck Chloe, having his way with the fat, putrid treasure between her legs. Chloe remained defiantly silent, her pussy continuing to spray fluid as she began to have multiple orgasms. The two of them violently rutted as Chloe began to thrust back, pounding her pubic bone against Lawrence's bursting, veiny cock. She continued to glare at him while they fucked, her anger still visible on her face as her vagina let out a series of wet, sonorous queefs.

Finally, after several minutes of violent fucking, Lawrence dismounted, pulling out as quickly and suddenly as he had entered her, a long bulbous strand of semen dripping from his urethra onto the table. The look of disgust still imprinted on her face, Chloe finally relaxed her legs, letting them hang limp over the table as semen began to leak from her pussy in thick, gelatinous pools.

The other girls, who had been respectfully and quietly watching from the entrance to the kitchen up to this point, suddenly began to lose control. They all rushed toward the kitchen table at once, swarming Lawrence as they formed a mass around him. Immediately, the girls all began to kiss him, grabbing him as they stuck their tongues out and licked his mouth. The crowd that formed around Lawrence began to grow chaotic as the girls all began to shove and elbow each other.

Lawrence reached out and grabbed the first girl he could. In the middle of the heavy, hot chaos, he pulled her legs apart and began to fuck her. In one simultaneous wave, the crowd of girls all began to cry out and moan as Lawrence had his way with the random pussy. He came almost immediately and dropped her to the ground before grabbing another girl and shoving her to the ground as well.

The girls began to spread out around Lawrence, forming a circle around him, kneeling on the ground and waiting as Lawrence grabbed each of them one by one, spreading her legs and fucking her before finishing inside her and tossing her aside.

One by one, the girls began to get up from the ground, semen dripping from between their legs, as they began to surround Lawrence, caressing him as they took turns kissing him. As he finished fucking the last girl, Lawrence grabbed one of the girls and began fucking her for a second time, his cock sliding in his own sloppy seconds as he fucked her slippery, wet chamber. Once again, Lawrence threw the girl aside once more and grabbed another, fucking each girl again and again until semen flowed from their legs in a steady, viscous stream.

The girls around Lawrence turned to each other now, kissing and pleasuring each other as the room descended into an orgy of chaos. Lawrence wandered around the mass of girls, grabbing whomever he wanted and fucking her until he came. The entire kitchen was now filled with the moans and cries of beautiful women: the culmination of his journey.

There was Nora's beautiful pussy, soft and pink, lined with long, silky golden fur; Diana's mature, experienced pussy, hued a cool, dark purple and surrounded by rich black tufts; Elsa's hairy, wrinkled pussy, leathery and black against the snowy white of her skinny thighs; Helena's fat, dripping, monstrous pussy, hairy and pink; Merta's lovely, dignified, pussy, a rich ruddy pink, with nice, straight, long brown hairs, and its twin, the smooth, soft pink pussy of the Dancer Girl, with its silvery brown hairs; Ruka's young, nearly hairless pussy, lined with only a thin line of light pink hair; Fran's rosy white pussy, hidden underneath the burnt dark brown folds of her vulva and the black, oily hairs of her pubic bush; Eve's dripping red pussy, lined with dirty blonde fur and constantly dripping and stinking of sweat; Col's beautiful, puckered red ass-pussy that stank of ass and sweat and cum; and Chloe's distended pussy, big and veiny and red, lips hanging from her smooth, dark, purple pubic hairs.

These pussies that dripped with semen and squealed with their grotesque noises, crying out as Lawrence fucked them one by one, were the proud trophies of Lawrence's journey. They were his prizes, and Lawrence took them each fully, fucking them over and over again as the girls attached to them clung to him, screaming lustfully as they were penetrated repeatedly.

Finally, after a long time, long after the sun had set, and the light streaming in through the window had been replaced by candles on the wall, the girls and Lawrence began to slow down, falling back as they flopped down onto the floor.

One by one, starting with Nora and then Diana, each girl climbed on top of Lawrence and began to embrace him, surrounding him as they all hugged him, smiling as their distended stomachs leaked cum all over the floor. The entire group hugged Lawrence at once, giggling and purring with satisfaction.

"Lawrence-san~"

"Lawrence-san!"

"Lawrence~"

"Mr. Customer!"

"Lawrence-sama~"

"Mister Lawrence~!"

"Mr. Passenger!"

"Lawrence…"

"Lawrence…Master…"

"…Mister Lawrence!"

"…Master…"

Nora, Diana, Elsa, Helena, Merta, Dancer Girl, Ruka, Fran, Eve, Col, and Chloe all called out his name in order, beautiful flesh slaves staring intently at their master.

Nora sat up, running her hands through Lawrence's hair as she looked at him dotingly.

"Lawrence-san, can we please stay with you? Ple-e-e-a-a-s-e? …Please…Master?"

Nora's child-like golden eyes gazed up at Lawrence, full of tears, as she begged him with an innocent smile. The others were the same as well, staring at Lawrence as their large, bright eyes pleaded with him.

"Of course I want you girls to live with me. I want to invite you all to come live here. I just don't know if Holo will approve of it."

The eleven girls instantly turned their heads and looked in the direction of Holo, who had been standing there at the kitchen door the entire time, unmoving and expressionless, stone-faced, as she had watched them, never once turning away.

Holo stared at each of the girls and at Lawrence. She could feel her eyes begin to get wet. He had always wanted this. When they had gone on their journey to the north together, Lawrence had wanted all along for the girls to come with him. He had left them with the promise that they would come back. He had never intended on only being together with Holo. And the only one who had ever complained about any of this had been her.

Holo began to cry as the tears overflowed her eyes and ran down her cheeks. She knew in her heart that she could not object.

The girls would come live with them.