Klein and Osaria give Roxanne a quick hug, with the latter adding in a bit of ass fondling, and we get ourselves ready to leave.

While Sandoro organizes the men, we wait in the hub room and chat about our imminent trip.

"Whe're we going to?" Hukarere asks. Her faint accent making its rare appearance.

"Roxanne's home to the far east, Xane, the capital of the Succubi Holy Land," I answer and watch for the reactions of the rest of the Lordsguard.

A few soldiers share nervous looks while a few grin perversely, but all the Chimeras show a fair bit of interest.

Enomosa comes into the room and immediately advises the soldiers, "Succubus are aggressive, while the incubus are passive. Don't approach an accompanied man, and firmly turn down the advances of women."

"Yes, my Dame," they acknowledge her in unison and salute.

"If things go well, there might be a chance at the end of the day to let you all loose in a brothel," I cheekily announce.

And that gets everyone quite excited, except for Sandoro, who pretends that he didn't hear anything, and Enomosa, whose iron mask remains unmoving.

Hana, surprisingly, isn't that interested in the brothel. She has all the women she could want and an insatiable magic dick at her disposal, so she's more interested in potential concubines than just orgies.

With everyone ready, we enter the Imperial [Eternal Gate] Network.

 

We exit the Network at Goldport's Lord's Hall, then we get a short ride to the Succubi Consulate.

The demon race has their own network of [Eternal Gate]s, but since they aren't completely unified under one leader like with the empire, each race has their own network with only a few points of connection between each other. Because of that, the only connection between the empire and succubi networks is through Goldport.

I suddenly feel a pang of grief as memories of the Innocent Nymph rise to the surface of my mind, so I send out a Holly to scout the site of the attack.

It's relatively close by, so the summon finds it before we reach the Consulate.

Where once there was a large, beautiful inn, now there's only a flower garden and a giant slab of black stone, a memorial to the victims.

At the edges of the garden, there are twenty-eight human-sized crosses made of black metal with open manacles where the neck, wrists, and ankles of a person would be. This type of cross is used by the Punishers to display heretics and the Wicked for all to see before they're executed. The fact that these crosses are empty means that none of the perpetrators have been found.

Tall, white lilies are spread all throughout the flower garden, representing the souls of the innocents while smaller and more colorful flowers represent their living loved ones who they left behind.

Raised walkways lead to the memorial slab to preserve this scene for as long as possible so that the evil committed here will never be forgotten.

A single dragonkin man is standing before the slab, but I don't recognize him.

Then the Holly gets closer, and I manage to read the names.

Rutina, Daina, Suelen…

I unsummon the Holly to not ruin my mood further. We're here to support Roxanne, not to grieve over something we have no power to change.

The wound in my soul has scarred over, but I haven't forgotten them, and I never will, not until I've avenged their deaths.

Ciel grabs my head and gently pulls me closer, then kisses my forehead, and I lean into her, asking for more kisses.

Hana clenches her fist while a flame of determination is briefly lit within her heart. She's the one who has done the most work towards seizing our revenge by creating the skill she wanted that will allow her to punch a [Meteor].

We're still far from the reckoning, but we're certain it'll happen one day.

 

The Consulate is soon within sight, and I raise an eyebrow at the odd, tall, cylindrical building.

Made with the same yellow and white stone as the rest of the town, it wouldn't stand out if not for its peculiar shape.

Our carriages stop in front of it, then a few incubus proto-butlers come to receive us as we disembark.

The butlers offer their arms to my wives, but they all decline. They're wearing thin and revealing dresses, so I don't want no stinking male getting a feel of their almost bare breasts.

The apparent boss of the butlers makes a subtle hand motion, then all the butlers leave, and they're replaced with slutty, succubus proto-maids.

I give him a smile and a polite nod, and the boss replies with a deep bow.

Without even uttering a single word, we're all led inside by the luscious maids, then guided to the center of the consulate.

Behind huge enchanted metal doors as thick as a bank's vault, we see a single [Eternal Gate] that leads to Isfhan, one of the larger succubi cities.

"Isfhan is like Rabanara, in that there is a wide variety of races living here," Roxanne comments wistfully as we approach the portal. "It's also partially inside the mountain, so there's a good number of dwarves and hers-type demons."

"I heard that hers-type are pretty cute and similar to dwarves," Lina adds and glances at Ciel, who pretends that she didn't hear a thing.

Roxanne grins mischievously. "Yes, they are. They have large eyes and a bit of monkey blood in them, so they're pretty popular with the pedophiles."

Ciel's jaw clenches, and she holds back a pout.

I fondle the ass of my maid in thought, and she subtly licks her lips as she stares at my horns. "Your permit gives you the freedom to visit any town you'd like," she explains, her tone perfectly professional, even if her expression isn't.

"I don't think we have the time to enjoy a hers-type today," I conclude and slip a claw inside her panties to play with her asshole. She gasps but makes no move to push me away, so I play with her as we walk, and the girls follow my lead.

It seems that Osaria took the liberty of choosing the "VIP treatment" package for us. I also notice that the maid accompanying Ciel is the youngest looking of them all.

We cross through the portal, then the hot and humid air instantly changes, becoming cold and drier with a hint of dwarven air conditioning.

"Yes, this is Isfhan, alright," Roxanne quietly remarks, her voice echoing in the wide, empty room.

The maids guide us to the exit, and we enter an austere, stone corridor similar to the ones found in the imperial network, but it's much smaller and far simpler.

Soft moans echo around us as we walk down the corridor while molesting the maids. At the end of our path, an even larger vault door lays open, revealing the standard portal, a dimensional door covered in a white veil.

After crossing through it, we're finally in Xane, the center of the Succubi Holy Lands.

We exit the portal into another secured room, then we leave it and enter the main hub of the succubi [Eternal Gate] network, a large circular hall with quite the edgy architecture, literally. Spikes and gnarly-looking decorations cover almost every surface, and the color sense would make a goth feel right at home. At least the sexy or outright pornographic statues are nice to look at.

Unlike the imperial network, this hub has a lot more traffic flowing through because the entire network encompasses a stretch of land that's basically the same size as the Western High Forest, so the cost of moving both people and goods is a lot lower, though the network is still reserved for only the aristocracy.

Most of the people here are wearing slutty robes with strategic openings and patches of transparency to showcase their "assets," and Roxanne says that they're "Holy people," basically a mix between a priest and a noble. As the Holy Lands are kind of a theocracy that worships the Old Gods quite fervently, the clergy monopolizes the highest positions of power.

My maid nearly stumbles as I tickle her clit, so I decide to hold back on the stimulation and just finger fuck her slowly.

We leave the hub and come out in a public square, surrounded by equally edgy buildings.

Xane is at the same latitude as Escanso, so the climate is basically the same. The air is quite fresh, and the heat is at the perfect level for us to wear shirts and pants without feeling cold or start to sweat.

Three carriages are waiting for us, but these are pulled by horses instead of Gatuns like the elven ones would have.

"Would you like to visit Mistress Sanaz's estate right away, or should we take a scenic route?" My maid asks as politely as she can, considering that her pussy is starting to wetly drip with her lewd juices.

We instinctively turn to Roxanne. "S-scenic route, and it's not because I'm scared!" She blurts out, and [Bind] tells me that she's really telling the truth.

We get in the middle carriage while our escorts fill the other two. Since we're in foreign territory, bringing a significant number of soldiers is necessary, both for protection and to keep up appearances.

Our carriage is enchanted with [Warp Space], so there's plenty of room for everyone, including the maids.

As soon as we sit down, both Hana and Roxanne pull up their dresses, then they motion for the maids to start eating them out.

"I'm t-too stressed, I n-need some re-release!" Roxanne justifies it to herself since nobody was judging her for it.

Yunia takes off her delicate sandals and orders her maid to suck her toes, and now I raise an eyebrow at her.

"I like it," she responds with a shrug.

"Well, you could've asked me to do it," I reply with a pout.

Yunia looks away for a second and comes up with an excuse, "You're too good at it. I'd get too wet if you did."

"So, you're becoming like Ciel, now?" Hana teases, then moans softly.

Yunia narrows her eyes at Hana and calmly states, "Definitely not. A foot fetish is too unexciting for me." Then she turns her eyes away in a snobbish gesture to tell us that this conversation is over.

Ciel starts to get a bit restless, then Lina pats her thigh and pushes the young maid to sit on her lap. Ciel sighs in resignation and starts lightly molesting the maid.

 

As we cross through the town, the edgy buildings are left behind, and a new, extremely peculiar architectural style takes hold.

"Are these… dicks?" I question out loud and turn to my maid, but she's too distracted by my fingers to reply.

"Yes, they are…" Roxanne weakly answers me as she recovers from an orgasm.

All of the buildings unrelated to the Holy Daemonic Council have phallic shapes, and some even have balls at the bottom.

Then I notice something odd about the doors and windowsills, they're rectangular, like usual, but when they're open, there's always veils tied to both sides in such a way that they create an oval shape that's very reminiscent of a vagina. Some even have a small bell on the top where the clit would be.

I'm starting to feel like the subtle dicks in our heraldry aren't really enough to represent Roxanne's background.

My pale wife suddenly wakes up with a jolt. "No, no, they're enough. It's just that Xane is… a bit extreme," she embarrassedly explains.

I notice a couple who are passionately fucking on the roof of one of the dick-shaped buildings and snort. "At least the Chimeras will feel right at home here."

 

This city is indeed quite beautiful. It's like a mix of BDSM-inspired architecture with the epic glorification of sex that you'd find in ancient Greece.

We're at the foot of a snow-covered mountain named Jabalnak, so the dicks look quite small in comparison to the huge white tit in the background.

A river coming down from the mountain bisects Xane in two, and the chilly water is one of the main attractions of the town due to the warm weather. Seeing how many people like to fuck in it, I'm surprised that the water doesn't turn white after it runs through the city.

The river feeds the Green Valley, a very fertile stretch of land to the south of us, so perhaps it's all the fucking that gives it the nutrients that the farms need to prosper.

I notice that I'm also unreasonably horny considering that I Ravaged both Nono and Silvane yesterday. I was fine until we came out of Xane's hub, even though I've been finger fucking the maid while we walk, but my erection is now getting increasingly harder to control.

"Is the air making me horny, or is it just in my head?" I ask and glance at everyone.

"A known… phenomenon…" My maid answers as she catches her breath. "Non-succubus or incubus… have an increased libido… when they come here."

Roxanne chuckles and adjusts her glasses. "Well, considering that I almost rubbed myself raw when I first entered Xane, I doubt that it doesn't affect us too," she states and plunges her dagger-tail into her maid's pussy.

Lina's maid elaborates further as she gives a lap pillow to my youngest wife, "Only for your first time. Our race can adapt to the lewd air, but not the other races, whose libido remains at a higher level here than normal."

"That kind of sounds like a bad thing for Wolfy," Ciel remarks with a mix of genuine worry and amusement.

"May I ask why you think so?" Lina's maid confusedly asks.

My angel smiles wryly. "You might not have enough women in Xane to satisfy him if his libido climbs even higher."

The maids laugh, but there's a hint of truth to Ciel's words.

 

As everyone's lust intensifies, Lina's maid is the only one who manages to keep herself composed enough to give us a tour of the town, though my little girl stares at her maid's panties with growing hunger.

We get a glimpse of the Green Valley as the carriage climbs up a small hill. It's… well, green, very green, Windows Bliss wallpaper green. Even Gify enjoys the view, though she prefers to remain outside, on top of the carriage, until our heightened horniness calms down.

Eventually, the tour ends, and we stop at an estate that seems more like Osaria's collection of dildos (which she never used again after becoming mine).

Roxanne doesn't recognize this home. Her family used to live in a large house, but not an estate like this one. Considering that her mother is a ruthless merchant, it isn't surprising she managed to rise so far.

We disembark, and the aroused maids give us sad goodbyes.

"We'll be here all day waiting for you," Lina's maid announces with a bow.

The moment the door closes, muffled moans come from the carriage as they take care of each other, then Gify pops back into existence on my shoulder.

"Gih," she complains.

There's no such thing as too much sex.

At the entrance of the estate, a mature maid is waiting for us, but Roxanne doesn't recognize her either. The maid has shiny, red skin, but she actually covers herself up more than usual for the women here, which gives her a rather solemn air with a flair of dominatrix. She also has a very noticeable Resting Bitch Face problem, making me wonder if she has some elven blood in her.

"Esteemed guests, I'm Saghieh, the Housekeeper. Please follow me, and I'll take you to Mistress Sanaz," she requests and bows.

"Lead the way," I reply, and she immediately straightens up, then turns around and starts walking at a leisurely pace, so we admire the view as we follow her.

The front garden is… rather obscene. It's decorated with all sorts of eldritch-looking plants that could be found in one of Ciel's wet dreams.

My corrupted angel rolls her eyes and ignores my thoughts, but I do take note of what plants catch her attention the most.

Some of the plants actually move and follow us as we pass, somehow detecting our presence even though they don't have eyes.

The estate is nowhere near as large as our castle, so we quickly reach the entrance of the main building, the "ballsack" of the first dildo, a thick, veiny, white one.

With my left arm linked with Alissa's and my right linked with Roxanne's, we leisurely climb the steps.

Roxanne's mind is empty, like she's just a robot going through the motions, so I pinch her arm, making her jolt in surprise, and I have to use [Bind] to keep her from tripping.

"Oops, sorry, that was a bit dangerous," I apologize through our connection.

"It's fine…" She stiffly replies.

Seeing that she's locking up again, we comfort her in our own way, though everyone trying to access the connection at once does make it a bit loud inside my mind.

As we reach the top of the steps, the double doors ahead of us slide open, revealing the usual veils with an opening in the shape of a vagina.

The maid parts the veils for us, and we finally enter the cool shade, leaving the hot sun behind.

Roxanne clenches her teeth, and her tail freezes from her anxiety as we lay our eyes upon the three demons waiting for us.

The first is Roxanne's father, Behrouz, a rather young-looking man with a skin tone as pale as his daughter's. He has neat, sweptback brown hair, black spiral horns that point backward, and a very gentle and feminine face, making him look more like a butler than the businessman Roxanne says he is.

Beside him is Roxanne's mother, Sanaz, a supremely sexy milf that could go toe to toe with Osaria, though this prime example of a succubus lacks the breasts to compete in that department. Her skin tone is more natural, though still pale, her hair is black with a subtle purple sheen and tied up into a neat, professional bun, her sharp, straight, forward-pointing horns are the same color as her hair, and she's wearing small round glasses that just enhance her overall sexiness. The tight leather outfit coupled with her cold expression triggers the domination fetishes within me.

And finally, there's a pale little girl sticking to Behrouz's leg, staring at our ensemble with a bit of fear and shyness in her eyes. She's dressed like Lina, favoring the Gothic lolita style, and she's exactly how I imagined Roxanne would've been as a child. She'd fit perfectly in a movie as a cute child vampire.

It seems that Roxanne and the little girl both got their father's black appendages, delicate features, and skin color, and her mother's silky hair, sexy body, and sharp eyes. The tails of the four of them are perfectly equal, which might be a regional feature of Mashoor.

"I didn't know that you had a sister," Hana blurts out as everyone's attention falls on the little girl.

"I didn't know either," Roxanne mumbles, starting to feel lightheaded again.

"You would've known, had you kept in contact with us," Sanaz's icy, cold tone prickles us, forcing us to pay attention to her.

"M-mother…" Roxanne tries to greet her, but she completely forgets what she wanted to say, not even realizing that her parents didn't know a single word of Andraste before she left.

"Roxanne, I'm so happy that you're back," Behrouz confesses with a warm smile, completely ignoring the mood.

Then an awkward silence settles in for a brief moment as nobody knows what to say. Yunia suddenly prods me, and I properly start the introductions.

"Greetings. I'm Wolf Ryder, Crown Lord of the Western High Forest, and husband of your daughter."

"I'm Hanafuria Ryder, Crown Lord of the Western High Forest, and wife of your daughter."

And we continue on, but they don't even react to Aoi announcing that she's a dragon, though maybe it's because she's in her human form to not come off as threatening.

Behrouz smiles and nods at each of us while Sanaz keeps her cold eyes trained on Roxanne.

"I'm Behrouz, little Rox's father. We're not worthy of a lineage, so our family doesn't have a second name," he introduces himself, still unphased by the staring contest, then he kneels and wraps his arm around the cute little girl, "This is Taveez, Roxanne's little sister."

"Hi…" The girl shyly mumbles.

"Good girl." He pats her head, then he points to Roxanne and switches from Andraste to [Sounthern Maokai Language]. "[That's your sister. Remember what I told you about her]?" -Taveez nods- "[Now go give her a hug]."

"Eeh~…" The girl whines and tries to hide behind her father.

"[Come now, Tata. Be a good girl, okay? Good girls get dessert]."

"Hmm~…" She whines again and pouts adorably.

Behrouz stands up and gently pushes her forward.

Taveez relents and stomps her way towards us, her black leather shoes clacking loudly against the cold tiles. She looks like she's about three years old.

Roxanne breaks eye contact with her mother and turns to see her young clone approaching us, then she kneels down to get on the same eye level as Taveez.

"Hey, there… I'm… I'm your sister," Roxanne whispers, still a bit dazed.

"Hello," Taveez greets, then holds her arms out, and Roxanne gives her a hug. "Are you going to stay?" She innocently asks in Andraste with a surprising amount of skill.

Roxanne blinks, and her tail quivers as her heart tightens in pain. "No, I… I live somewhere far away."

"Okay." Then Taveez releases Roxanne and scurries back to her father while she smiles with pride. "[I did it]."

"[Yes, you did. Good girl]," Behrouz praises her as he pats her head.

I now notice that the Housekeeper is staring at us from the side, her expression going beyond just RBF and now entering into the realm of unveiled dislike for us.

"I didn't imagine that you would… get pregnant again," Roxanne weakly remarks as she seeks out my arm again for comfort.

"I had to since my only child had disappeared on me," Sanaz bitterly replies.

Oh, wow.

"Is that all that your daughter is to you?" I blurt out, irritated at her callousness.

Sanaz turns her cold eyes on me, and the dragon wakes up due to the challenge her gaze represents. "What would you know? I'd never be allowed the honor of starting a lineage if I didn't have a descendant."

"You're saying that Lordship isn't honorable enough?" Yunia coldly replies, her perfect face warped in displeasure.

The ice queen scoffs and retorts, "You Avgin would never understand what it means to earn the right to have a last name, to be deemed worthy of giving your child something to inherit. You'll never know the satisfaction of creating your own lineage."

"No, we wouldn't, but at least we aren't putting our ambition above the well-being of our children," I counter fiercely. Sanaz used Roxanne like a tool, and that deeply scarred my wife.

"Having a mere child trying to argue the meaning of family with me is insulting to my intelligence," Sanaz barks, then turns to Roxanne. "You didn't even have the backbone to assume control of your harem, and now, you just let your man spit that drivel at me."

"Don't you dare insult my husband like that!" Roxanne suddenly shouts. If Sanaz had aimed her venom at only Roxanne, then she'd have never reacted like this, but involve any of the rest of us, and she becomes irrationally angry.

"Please, not in front of Taveez," Behrouz begs, trying to cover the ears of the now frightened little girl.

Sanaz suddenly grabs his hands and jerks them away. "She needs to listen, to witness the cowardice of her own sister!"

Yunia chooses another angle to strike from. "Is this the decorum we should expect from someone of your station?" She sedately asks.

"I won't have you antagonizing me in my own home," Sanaz coldly replies, then she activates her Emergency Ring, and Alissa senses a large group of men coming into range of her [Sense Presence].

Yunia wrinkles her nose and frowns, deeply offended by Sanaz's attitude. "Are you sure it's a good idea to force an Avgin Lord out of their own home?" She coldly asks, then she lifts her hand and motions with her index finger for the Lordsguard waiting outside to join us.

The ice queen's men pour out of the corridor behind her at the same time that ours enter through the door behind us, and I notice the Housekeeper's expression warping in fury.

Behrouz shakes his head in dismay and takes a few steps backward, pulling his daughter away from her mother. "Please…" He whispers soberly.

The ice bitch glances at her husband, then she turns to the Lordsguard and analyzes their equipment for a short moment.

"This isn't your home," she apathetically states.

"It is Roxanne's," I reply in kind and glare.

She glares back, and her face slowly warps in growing anger, her pale skin turning bright red, then her hand twitches, and she suddenly waves off their men.

After a second of hesitation, they back down and return from whence they came, then we gesture for ours to retreat, too.

"Do whatever you want!" The bitch shouts and storms out of the main hall, the Housekeeper hurrying to follow after her.

That went well… seriously.