Chapter 1037: Dama Daughter Bonding
Rhefia PoV
"Oh... you know, Heila, one of my favorite things in life back when I had been but a soldier - back when things were so much simpler - was to find a Club and have a Doe blow
for hours... Just laying in a bed, smoking so Sparkstem and drinking whatever was cheap but strong."
Letting out a long, content groan, I stared down at the Doe between my legs and stroked her hair, guiding her back down my cock and enjoying every single second of her sucking on it as I reminisced about the ’good old days’ like I was so senior citizen.
As funny as it was though it was just the truth; when things got a little too hard or I just needed that escape from stress I would take my wage and blow it on a gorgeous and elegant Doe to suck
dry until I fell asleep with her in my arms, my balls drained and my belly full of good food and liquor.
Expensive and definitely a waste of money, I couldn’t really bring myself to care back then as I just enjoyed that easy escape from reality, and now I couldn’t really help but compare the two as I watched Heila diligently and lovingly suck my cock.
So of the Doe I had bedded were definitely sexier or more refined than her, but the way she looked at
and the sort of reverence and love that she used when doing this was sothing I had never had from any Doe before, and it was what made her special.
What made
happy knowing I was going to be spending the rest of my life getting her pregnant and raising child after child with her, and what made
thank the Goddesses above that I had been so damn stupid and irresponsible back in that Boarkin Noble’s manor.
"Y’know, I was kinda curious about sothing Dama."
I was ’sadly’ interrupted as my white haired daughter plopped down beside , lounging on the bed like she owned it and staring at
with those red eyes that were far sharper and steadier than her Mother’s.
"Your brain finally decided it wanted to function properly? Discovered the act of thinking?"
Her imdiate quip back was to just call
old and smack my shoulder, though when her mate - my eldest - dove between her legs and started to suck on her balls she sank back and relaxed, making
roll my eyes even as I hid a smile.
"Fuck you. No, I wanted to hear about what you did before wandering the forest with your tail tucked between your legs. The sorts of things you saw and what your duties were."
It was... bittersweet, hearing that from her, and I was also very... saddened to not have the sa flair of pride and excitent that I had once held so close to my soul whenever so hopeful woman asked
what I did.
That part of
was just... shrouded, both in sha and in the passage of ti, and it wasn’t sothing that I thought I should be proud of anymore; the skills and what I did were irreplaceable, but what happened because of it sullied everything that I had done.
Still, seeing her genuine curiosity for my past and catching a glimpse of myself in her - back when I asked my Dama the sa things - made
sigh and lean back as well, though after a mont I couldn’t help but chuckle.
"I never asked my Dama these things when she was in the middle of getting her dick sucked..."
"You also didn’t grow up in a family where your parents fucked like crazy in front of you, made it clear that you were allowed to join in and even went as far as to bring more people in to have sex with."
"Fair point. Still... I feel like this would be a better conversation for when we aren’t in the midst of having our cocks drained by two incredible partners, but oh well. Let’s see... mornings were spent training - weights, sprints, sparring - after we prepared our gear, afternoons was even more training - this ti more reginted and group oriented - while the evenings were ant for study and ditation.
Our only ti off was after dinner - really it was after study - and then on our designated days off. I stuck to the routine even then though - I felt better practicing every single day - but I did take the nights off for... reasons..."
Saying that I just patted Heila’s head again and leaned back, enjoying this imnsely before staring at my daughter with a lazy smile as I said "As for the ti actually in the field... that’s gonna need to be for another day, but imagine the adrenaline from hunting amplified manyfold, and spice it up with so very healthy and heart wrenching fear. That’s what that was like."
"Really? How often were you in the field? Was it for a long ti or just short periods between being deployed? And how did that routine differ..?"
"Aren’t you full of questions... Let’s see, I was deployed... what, like eight tis? Five of them were multi month tenures, two were single month and the last one was barely a week. Routine differs depending on the situation; so were just being stationed at an occupied fortress or town, others were real battles.
Still practiced, but it was less extre just to make sure you didn’t break sothing important - your bones or your gear - while the ti for relaxation was more... strenuous. Sounds sort of sexist to say, but won were segregated from everyone for obvious reasons, and all of us futanari kept in groups to prevent soone from getting drugged, overpowered and then raped. Rarely happened though.
That was where we had sothing interesting to help slake that thirst~! You rember those bunnies? The Priestesses of Freyishtra? They travel between military encampnts and offer themselves to the soldiers. Free of charge, free to use. All of our pent up aggression and stress, they let us use their bodies to release it.
They were real Goddess sends, but a couple of ’em tended to get... ’damaged’. By their own choosing, sotis, though the amount of soldiers who got either executed for taking things way to far or who mysteriously fell down into a ditch kept things ’civil’."
Thinking back on it all was kind of... fascinating, because the things I was saying were definitely not great, and yet I couldn’t help but look back at everything rather fondly; perhaps it was because I had been apart of a more civilized and smarter regint, or maybe it was just because I didn’t associate with lowlife scum, but either way...
Those nights using the Priestesses were never going to be replicated ever; that sheer passion and ecstasy that ca from fucking these gorgeous sluts before having to go to battle was impossible to feel again, so I cherished it quite a lot.
As much as the head I was getting from my darling Doe wife, I don’t know, but why draw comparisons when you can just enjoy them both separately, hm~?
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