The Scum Emperor's Redemption System - Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Five Women At A Time (3: NSFW)
Nyra lounged on the opulent bed, a wicked grin playing on her lips as she beckoned the four women to approach. Her eyes raked over Argider, lingering on the reddening of her cheeks and the way she squirmed under the combined gaze of her new wives.

“Come here, my sisters,” Nyra purred, crooking a finger at the group. “You do understand your role as wives, right? Even though the dear Emperor says you have a choice, she’s a big pervert.”

Argider’s eyes widened in mortification and she shook her head vehemently. “W-We don’t have to do it…”

But Nyra just smirked, her eyes glinting with cruel amusement. “Oh, I insist,” she countered, her voice brooking no argument. “Calla, Orla, Reina, Serapina – come closer and watch. I want you to see how a proper wife should conduct herself.”

Calla, the baker’s daughter, stepped forward hesitantly, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink. Orla, the widowed noblewoman, followed with a sharp smile and a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes. Reina, the strapping blacksmith, moved closer with a shrug, her muscular frame rippling beneath her tunic. Serapina, the disgraced noblewoman, approached last, her steps slow and reluctant, her head bowed.

Nyra turned her attention back to Argider, a wicked grin on her face. “Now, my dear, let me show you all how she expects to be pleasured.” She grabbed Argider’s wrist and yanked her forward, forcing her to kneel between Nyra’s spread thighs.

“Watch closely, my sisters,” Nyra said softly, one hand tangling in Argider’s hair as the other stroked her newly grown, stiff cock. “This is how you will service her, with your mouths, your hands.”

“W-Wait, where did you get such a thing?” Serapina’s voice trembled, her hand pointing as if she’d just spotted a ghost.

Nyra, the epitome of mischief, looked down nonchalantly, inspecting herself as if nothing were amiss. “Oh, this?” she said with a dramatic sigh, gesturing to… well, herself. “Ah, you see, it’s a little gift exclusive to the harem. Anytime our dear emperor is to be bedded by any of her wives…” She paused for effect, looking at each woman with a sly grin. “…the wives gain this as part of the curse. It’s only fair, don’t you think? After all, our emperor is a woman now.”

Serapina turned an even paler shade of pale, her lips forming silent words that never made it out. “A curse?! That’s a curse?!”

“Is it, though?” Nyra mused, shrugging. “Depends on your perspective. Some might call it a… blessing.”

The room collectively gasped, though the reactions varied. Calla squeaked and turned bright red, clutching the nearest pillow for dear life. Orla raised a single skeptical eyebrow, though her lips twitched as if suppressing a laugh. Reina, ever the tomboy, blinked rapidly, muttering, “I… uh… what now?”

And Argider? Argider was sitting there, hands over her face, muttering every curse she could think of under her breath. Why, oh why, was this her life now?

“I can’t believe this,” Argider groaned, peeking through her fingers at the chaos unfolding around her. I mean, sure, I’m used to this madness by now, but still!

Her gaze inadvertently landed on her wives, who, despite their varying reactions, were all undeniably beautiful. She gulped. No, no, don’t think like that! I’m pregnant, for Aurelia’s sake!

But… her mind whispered traitorously… she couldn’t help but feel curious. What would it be like if—STOP!

“Huh,” Reina hummed, crossing her arms. “I’m curious…”

“S-Seriously?” The other wives were shocked.

“Watch,” Nyra instrcted, her grip tightening in Argider’s hair. “This is a lesson for all of you. You might get interested.”

Reluctantly, the women leaned in closer, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them. Argider’s face burned with shame and humiliation as Nyra rubbed the leaking tip of her cock over her lips, smearing them with her musky essence.

“This is just the beginning, my dearest sisters,” Nyra purred darkly. “And I expect all of you to learn from it.”

With a muffled whimper, Argider parted her lips, allowing Nyra to push the thick head of her cock into her mouth. The women watched, some with morbid fascination, others with reluctant curiosity, as Argider began to service Nyra, her tongue and lips working over the hard shaft.

“Wow,” Nyra groaned, her head falling back in bliss as Argider took more of her length into her hot, wet mouth. “Now, my sisters, do you see?”

Calla and Orla watched, entranced and a little unnerved by the explicit display. Reina seemed to be taking mental notes, her eyes following the bob of Argider’s throat as she took more of Nyra’s thick cock. Serapina looked away, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and a confusing spark of arousal.

“T-This is just…” Argider whimpered around Nyra’s thick length as it stretched her lips obscenely. “You don’t need to watch!”

Nyra just laughed, a dark, wicked sound. She pulled Argider off her cock, allowing her to catch her breath for a moment. “Nonsense.”

Calla’s eyes widened and she shook her head, stepping back with a soft gasp. “Oh, I… I don’t know if I’m ready for that, my lady. Perhaps we could start with something simpler, like learning to prepare your meals or attend to your wardrobe?”

Nyra’s eyes flashed with amusement at the gentle refusal. “Very well,” she allowed with a tight smile. “Orla, then. I’m sure a woman of your… experience would be eager to please your Emperor.”

Orla smirked, stepping forward with a wicked glint in her eye. “Of course, my lady,” she purred, sinking gracefully to her knees before Nyra. She glanced at Nyra, a knowing look in her eyes. “I believe that Nyra has demonstrated the basics adequately. Perhaps I could… elaborate a bit more on the techniques?”

She turned to Argider, suddenly feeling something growing between the legs and taking it hand and stroking it slowly, admiring its thick girth and impressive length. “I would start by worshipping the head, tracing the ridge with my tongue, teasing the slit until it weeps with need,” she murmured, demonstrating with a slow lick from base to tip. “Then I would take the head into my mouth, suckling gently as I swirl my tongue around it, tracing the contours, savoring the taste.”

As she spoke, Orla gently took Argider’s head and let her cock deeper inside their throat, Argider’s plump lips stretching around the thick girth as she began to suck, her cheeks hollowing with the force of her suction. She groaned, her hips canting forward to push more of her length into the hot, welcoming mouth.

Orla glanced at the other women, a wicked smile playing on her lips as Argider took her cock deeper, her nose pressing against the coarse hairs at the base of her shaft. She held herself there, swallowing around the thick intrusion stretching her throat, before pulling back slowly, her tongue laving the underside of Orla’s cock as she went.

“Like this,” she instructed, turning to the wide-eyed women. “Take it deep, breathe through your nose, and swallow around it.”

Reina nodded, a determined look on her face as she stepped forward. “I think I can do that,” she said, sinking to her knees beside Orla. She eyed down, feeling a thick cock growing, a hint of trepidation in her gaze, but also a glimmer of excitement. So it was true. The curse is true. “Like this?” she asked, wrapping a calloused hand around her shaft and stroking it slowly, before placing it inside Argider’s mouth.

“Exactly like that,” Orla confirmed, watching as Reina pushed the weeping head into the emperor’s mouth, Argider’s tongue tracing the ridge and dipping into the slit to lap up the beads of pre-cum that leaked from the tip.

Reina groaned, her hand fisting in Argider’s hair as the delicate woman began to suck, her lips and tongue working over the sensitive head of her cock. “Good girl,” Nyra praised to Reina, her voice strained with excitement as she watched the view. “Such an eager learner.”

Serapina hovered on the edge of the group, her arms wrapped around herself as she watched the lewd display. “I… I don’t know if I can do that,” she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. “I’ve never… I mean, I’m not sure I’m capable of such… such acts.”

Nyra turned to her, a sharp smile on her lips. “Nonsense,” she scoffed. “Every woman has the capability to please her emperor. Besides… it would be fun!”

She beckoned Serapina forward with a crooked finger. “Come here, my dear. Let me show you how to worship properly.”

Serapina hesitated, biting her lip as she approached the bed. She sank to her knees beside the others, eyeing Argider who was sucking the other wive’s cocks with all her life, thick.

“Watch closely,” Nyra instructed, taking Serapina’s slender hand and wrapping it on their own cock that grew a second later. “Feel how it pulses with need, how it grows even harder with your touch. Your emperor craves your worship, your devotion, your pleasure.”