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April 4th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 10:00 PM EDT

"Come on!" I growled at the crowd of glaring women surrounding me. "I knew it was safe, My ability is always safe. No one was hurt and everyone is much more secure in the new house. None of our enemies will be able to find this place or breach it even if they did, not to mention it literally only exists for people I want to be here. We aren't going to get struck by a plane or something by accident, this is nothing but net."

Barbie covered her face with her hands. "Yes Nicky, we know. I admit the new place is impressive, and it was sweet of you to do such an extensive remodel, but some warning would have been nice."" With a sigh, she just glanced over at Amy. "I don't suppose you're upset with him about this?"

My wife just shrugged. "No harm was done, and I think getting me a castle to live in was sweet of him." She glanced at me sharply. "You DID check over Whisper and Dinah to ensure they're still in good health, right?" It was cute to see her so assertive, so I just smiled and nodded, and she beamed back at me before informing Barbie. "See, no point in crying over milk that was never spilled. That is the saying, yes? It's been some years since I heard it."

Zee snickered at that. "Close enough sweetie. But that's fair. This place is...wow. Seriously Nicky. This castle is almost at the same level of power as Shadowcrest. The stones are just humming with power. Give it a few centuries and I have no doubt it'll have passed my house. A mystical residence that has housed and protected some of the greatest magic users the world has seen for hundreds of years."

That was interesting. Knowing she could just tell like that. I knew it wasn't at the same level as Shadowcrest obviously. Zee's house was C rank, and absolutely terrifying, but just being able to natively sense that was impressive.

As if reminded of something Barbie's gaze snapped to me. "What about Donna and Cassie? They're supposed to come here tomorrow. The League might get suspicious if the house they sent their representatives to is no longer in existence. And even more suspicious if there's a giant fucking spooky castle there."

"I told you." I said in annoyance. "The castle is only there for people I wish to have access. It's bound to me. They'll be able to find it because I want them to. As for the house being gone from where it was...Brightedge is a weird place. Weird things happen here. The whole city fused together from random locations, things moving around isn't going to be anything too suspicious so soon after the merge. I'd be surprised if there weren't others."

"That..." Barbie paused. "Huh. That might actually work. Given all the insanity around here there's no real way to prove your house wasn't moved in some kind of aftershock of the cities combining. I mean, it's convenient as hell, especially since Donna and Cassie will still be able to find it, but convenient isn't the same thing as provably malicious." She shrugged. "Ok, I'm officially onboard. Seems like you at least thought THIS part through." She gestured to the castle. "So, you going to show us around our new place?"

I glared at my wife, gesturing to Barbie. "You see what you do? She was just starting to calm down and you go and make her your...chamberlain or whatever. Now she's a pain in my ass again." I shot Barbie a wicked grin. "Though to be fair, I was a pain in hers well before that."

My redhead just rolled her eyes. "The whole carnal shame thing ceases to be shameful after you fuck more than half the women who live here. I doubt I'm the only girl here whose asshole you've been in. Hell, you've probably been in all of them except Ingrid and Leslie." She gestured to the silent blonde doctor and blue skinned girl, both of whom blushed prettily.

I grumbled something about no one respecting me and then turned to stalk through the smaller wooden door in the huge double doors of the castle. A person sized entrance vs. the oversized one that looked like it was made for siege engines or some shit. I was glad I made a point to pay attention to the garage, there would be a way to drive out somewhere around here. Once we entered the castle, I was surprised to step onto plush carpet that gave under my feet with a springy bounce.

Castles made me think of hard stone floors rather than carpet, so that was a nice surprise. I preferred carpet anyway, and it meant I'd be warm walking around in winter. The front entryway was a massive black marble room with a huge chandelier hanging overhead. Veins of red ran through the stone, a trace of the old palace of debauchery shining through in its upgraded form.

The girls had been through here when they ran outside, so they didn't really gape, but they did stop to admire the decor. "Wow." Said Zee admiringly. "This is really tasteful. Honestly the old place was a bit over the top for my taste. It was so overt and in your face about the luxury. I much prefer this kind of decoration. It's much more understated." She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. "I also enjoy the smell of this place. The Palace always kind of smelled like something seedy I couldn't put my finger on."

Barbie nodded. "Thank you! I thought I was crazy. I could never figure out what, but it was kind of sweet and cloying. This place smells like...fresh mountain air or something. It's so refreshing. It's even slightly chilly in here. Though the carpet helps offset the effect."

I rolled my eyes. Get a new house and everyone turns into a fucking interior decorator. "Alright, come on, let's go check this place out." I hadn't been around this place before, but I was able to find my way easily. The blood connection to the compass persisted even while inside, giving me a perfect sense of direction in here. I lead them along the cavernous entryway. The middle of the floor was a huge open area, while the stairs up to the next level were the dual wrap around kind you see in a lot of older mansions.

We headed past all that and down the hallway. Checking on the rooms we all used, they still existed. In fact. the items contained in the rooms we lived in hadn't been changed at all, just adjusted to fit in the new room formation. Leslie seemed relieved her new stuff wasn't damaged or gone, and I could sympathize. Not much of an upgrade if all my shit broke every time.

The kitchen and training rooms remained largely the same, and the indoor pool was still in good condition. After a while though, we came to a huge open chamber with a stone floor, and a large marble pedestal full of water in the center. This was the control center. It allowed me to use the nature of the Hall to see out in the surrounding areas, not just prevent seeing in. This was how I could add people to the ward scheme. I just had to search for them and add a drop of my blood to the basin while their image appeared there.

It only really worked within Brightedge, and even more specifically the top layer of the city, but it would let me arrange Donna and Cassie's entrance easily enough. Zee was ecstatic to see the chamber, hurrying to the basin to study it and try to figure out more about how it worked. Strega, who usually stayed out of my way since becoming a Carmine noble, was just as excited, running up to go over it with her.

I was actually pretty interested in this thing too. I'd put some effort into coming up with this, it was one of my better ideas. The compass allowed me to track, but the marble created a distortion effect to anyone who wasn't a specific exception. My theory for this basin had been that I could treat the marble like a lens, distorting what people saw when they looked one way but clarifying what they saw when they looked the other.

The concentration of power in this giant ass building was high enough to make that an extremely useful tool if it worked. Of course, I knew my power would make SOMETHING, but I had yet to see how well it functioned. There were limits, even for my ability. I could only conceive of so many details for something as big as a castle and the capabilities were limited by the materials and their nature.

Glancing into the basin, I watched the water ripple as I stared at the mirrored bottom. Once I put a hand on the thing, I could feel the blood connection between me and the castle, which I'd forged with the compass and reinforced in each successive merge, hum to life. I focused on a mental image of someone, and without much suspense, the face of Silver St. Cloud appeared in the water, clear as a video screen.

Zee leaned over with a whistle. "Pretty. I'm guessing this is the Court of Owls girl?" She gave a small smirk as she glanced down at Silver's tits. "I can see why you're attracted to her. She clearly has an expansive...personality." I snickered at her comment but didn't bother to deny it. Silver's calmness when I killed her Talons had gotten my interest. But those big fat tits had gotten my attention.

Barbie shouldered her aside, staring at the basin with wide, shining eyes. "Forget about St. Cloud's jugs, do you understand how valuable a tool this is for intelligence gathering. She has no idea we're even watching her. Who else could I use this on? Could I spy on clandestine meetings? Drug deals? Find the hideouts of powerful criminals who are in hiding from the law?" She looked back and forth between us excitedly.

"No." I said shortly. "I could do those things. I WON'T, because I'm not spending my life hunched over a bowl of water." Her eyes flashed with panic and she opened her mouth to argue but I held up a hand. "Which is not to say that it won't get used. But there's a limit. Aside from the effort and time spent, we're also mobilizing the distortion on the castle, which could potentially leave gaps in our anti scrying defenses."

She slumped. "That makes sense. But fine. Can you still help me once in a while? Just think of everything we could accomplish." Her voice was feverish with excitement, and I could see why. Barbie was all about information, and the basin was essentially a magic mirror. I hadn't been lying though. It was only D rank, and the abilities the castle already had were substantial. It was impossible for the magic to be perfect under those conditions. Using the basin once in a while was fine, but consistent use could expose us to detection.

I put an arm around her shoulder. "Once a week. We can go from there. For now, let's get back to looking around. This place is great, but we have plenty more to see. I want to make sure we're all familiar with the house when Donna and Cassie show up. Wouldn't do to be lost as we show them around." She rolled her eyes but let me drag her away, obviously curious about the rest of the castle. As we left I shot a quick look back at the basin. That should be an easy way to finally track down Cherry's ex for her. I still owed her some payback.

April 5th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 10:00 AM EDT

The next morning Barbie got us all up early to clean and arrange everyone so we could greet her guest. It was actually kind of cute how nervous she was to see her friend. I was pretty sure when I'd tweaked Barbie's desires, Zee wasn't the only pussy that my redhead started drooling over. She wanted to eat Donna's gyro almost as badly as I wanted to fuck that oiled up ass. Great minds think alike I suppose.

Of course, she insisted she just missed her friend, but I could sense how horny she'd been since we found out Donna was coming. Dinah confided in me that Barbie had borrowed her strap on, and poor Hildie had been walking with a hitch in her giddyup for a day or two now. Speaking of Hildie, I'd been incredibly lucky I decided to humor Barbie and bring the busty maid, because this fucking castle was huge, and I sure as fuck wasn't going to clean it.

I rolled my eyes good naturedly as Barbie approached and adjusted my collar a few times before deciding she was just going to button it up. I pulled at it in annoyance. "I feel like I'm being choked out by an angry baby. Can you loosen this up please?" I didn't actually care much, I was a dragon after all, but it was the principal of the thing.

Barbie ignored my question and reached up to bat my hands away, tugging my collar a few more times before turning to fix Leslie's black dress. The girl was blushing like a blue tomato. Being given a new dress and dressed up had made her much more docile today, which was kind of boring. Still, I had a good show to look forward to. I turned to look at my wife. "You really have to be the one to fight her? I was looking forward to it."

To be fair, the mental image of my pretty princess slathered in olive oil and groping the toned amazon was pretty sexy too, so I wasn't that broken up over it. Amy patted me on the cheek with a cheery smile and a peck on the lips. "Sorry, husband mine. We women need to mark our territory too sometimes. You can play with her once I'm done. Judging by what you said it shouldn't take too long."

That made me smirk a bit. Donna had been pretty overbearing, but compared to the current Amy, there was no comparison. besides, my wife was prettier anyway. I'd never been one for muscle girls. Have a buff slut to pound on would be fun, but I liked my girls with a bit of class...at least to start. Putting an arm around Amy, I glanced back over to where Barbie was fussing with Leslie's hair while Zee rolled her eyes at her.

The sorceress was so excited by the new castle she insisted on staying here. That hadn't been my plan but it was a nice side effect. Once she finished double checking everything Barbie started fidgeting. "You're sure they can find this place?" She asked worriedly. You tagged them to see through the wards?" Her brow furrowed in worry. "Oh gods what if they got lost. Or the wards didn't fully let them through and they're wandering around in the mist forever, doomed to die a slow and painful death."

I rolled my eyes. "Yes. I'm sure I keyed them in. Also no they aren't going to be lost in the most for eternity. Aside from the mist itself only being a few miles in diameter, you can see through it. If they aren't here in like an hour you can just go look for them, or I can use the basin to find them." I raised an eyebrow at her. "Damn Barbie chill. You're gonna wear a hole in the floor."

Just as her freaking out was becoming less cute and more annoying, there was a loud bang at the massive double doors. It appeared they'd found the smaller door set in for regular use. Barbie gave me an excited look, and I just rolled my eyes again and waved her to go ahead and open the thing. She darted across the room, opening the door to let Donna in. As soon as it was open she squealed and threw her arms around the tall tanned Amazon, squeezing her tightly.

Donna, for her part, just smiled lightly and patted her friend's back. Next to her, and extremely tiny blonde with surprisingly buff arms and a pretty face looked around expressively at the castle. The awe painted on her features was kind of adorable. I assumed this was Cassie, and did a quick appraisal of her to check what I was dealing with, an appraisal which kind of blew my mind.

[Appraisal function activated. Treasure detected. Cassandra Sandsmark-D rank. A child of Zeus, king of the greek gods, Cassandra is only now coming into her powers, but even so possesses substantial strength, speed, and durability. Recently eighteen, she has only just been allowed to leave Themyscira, where she spent most of her childhood, barring times living with her single archeologist mother.]

Jesus. I blinked in shock when I read that. Donna was just a random powerful amazon, albeit whose mother was a Queen. Cassie was apparently the direct blood daughter of Zeus, and that perky little slut was definitely on my list now. Still, I'd have to move slow with her. It was harder to hook the high ranking ones, so I'd need to build rapport with her. Luckily she could make friends with Leslie, who I was already buttering up for a good stuffing. That would probably help.

Making sure to keep my excitement off my face I stepped forward to greet the two of them, smiling jovially at Donna. "Well, looks like the shoe is on the other foot. Guess I get to play host this time." I shot her a wink. "Maybe I can find something for us to do that's as much fun as the activities you planned when I was at your place." Donna didn't roll her eyes, but I got the feeling she would have if she'd been a less formal person.

Cassie just looked excited, eyes roving over the interior of the Hall of Nevers, which admittedly was pretty swank. After a second, she cleared her throat and shook herself out of her reverie, stepping forward to stick out her hand. "Oh, you must be Mr. Lord! It's so nice to meet you. Thanks for letting us stay here. There's so much going on in the city, and having a safe place to sleep is just such an important part of our work." She glanced wide eyed around the room. "I heard your house was nice, but not this nice. I can't believe I get to stay in a literal castle!"

I took her hand gently, putting on a charming smile as I leaned down to place a kiss to the back of her hand. The pretty little blonde blushed, Donna's eyes narrowed, and Barbie rolled hers so hard I could swear I heard it from where I was standing, but nobody interrupted. "You must be Cassie. Welcome. Any friend of Donna's is a friend of mine." I straightened up. "I should be thanking you. The city is so dangerous lately, coming here to risk your life to protect all of us is so brave. Letting you stay here is the least I can do."

Her cheeks flushed red as she looked away shyly, but I didn't push. A D ranker would need some finesse. I'd have to figure out the specifics of what I'd need to do to brand her before I could make it happen. There was no rush. Remembering my alibi for this place, I turned back to look around myself as I answered her question. "As for the castle...well, the city changed a lot when Gotham and Metropolis combined. I think some of the changes are still going on. This place used to be a mansion but now..." I shrugged. "Well, you can see what happened. It's a crazy world we live in."

Donna looked less than convinced, of either the truth of that or my 'gratitude' at their endeavors, but Cassie's eyes widened at the revelation. "That must have been so scary for you!" She said compassionately. "To have your house just up and change like that." She glanced around nervously. "Are you sure it isn't going to happen again?"

I just gestured over to Zee. "Thankfully Zatanna here is a friend. She took a look at the place and was able to work some of her magic to make sure it's safe and stable. If not I definitely wouldn't have the guts to live here. What if it turned into a volcano or something." Once again, I passed off all the responsibility to Zee and her magic. Gods that stuff was convenient.

Once I explained away my supposed luck, I turned to Donna. "Now, I originally wanted to challenge you to another friendly wrestling match, but my wife says that she wants to do it herself." I gestured to Amy, looking as sweet and pretty as could be in a sundress and a hairband. "She says that since Amazons are matriarchal a challenge like that would mean more coming from the woman of the house." I shrugged. "Seems weird to me but to each their own."

Donna's eyebrow rose incredulously. "Wait. Wife? You've gotten married?" She looked to Barbie searchingly, seeming to expect tears or despair, but when she saw nothing she shook her head. "I...suppose the customs of mans world are simply beyond my fathoming. I was going to claim offence on Barbara's behalf, but since she seems at peace with this then I do not see a reason to taint a glorious greeting by combat with such unsavory sentiments."

She turned to Amy, looking her over critically. To my surprise she didn't seem dismissive or disdainful of my wife at all, despite her lack of obvious intimidating features. Instead, Donna put a fist to her heart in a warrior salute. "Greetings sister. Though it is our first meeting, a welcome through combat would be most enjoyable." She flashed a dangerous smile. "Though I warn you, it is not my custom to restrain myself."

Ah, I noticed a bit of heat in that gaze. Donna was looking forward to manhandling a pretty girl. I could sympathize with that. The Amazons, being basically ancient greeks, were much more open about sex from what I knew. See a girl you want to fuck? Offer to butter her muffin. They tried to be less overt outside Themyscira since woman in 'mans world' were less forward, but since they were about to strip down and oil up there was no reason not to express a bit of interest.

Amy, the magnificent bitch that she was, averted her eyes and blushed prettily. "I...I wouldn't expect you to. I can take it. I promise. It's just..." She looked up through her lashes in a way I remember seeing from her when we first traveled together. Huh, exactly how good at playing people was my intrepid wifey? "I'm a bit shy about my body. I know that traditional grecian combat like this requires nudity. Would...you perhaps be open to only one witness per side. You can have Barbara be yours, and my Nick can be mine." She swallowed hard. "If that's alright of course?" She added quickly.

I had to physically restrain my laughter as Donna nearly licked her lips. Amy was playing her like a fiddle. This fight would be over quickly enough, but Amy was going to play with her nice and slow. Wouldn't do to let the younger girls see that and ruin their impression of us. Gods, had I gotten lucky with this girl or what? Poor Hippolyta. By the time we came out of that training room, Amy was going to be the only thing on Donna's mind when she heard the word mommy.

Extreme content warning for the chapter. Graphic sex scene.

April 5th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 11:00 AM EDT

Once we got to a training room, the two of them stripped down. Barbie had brought olive oil, since she'd known about this challenge, and the girls started to lube up. I licked my lips at the sight, both of them wet and oiled and ready, but this was Amy's show. My wifey look hot as fuck lubed like that, though Donna's olive ass cheeks flexing and tightening as she applied the oil wasn't exactly unpleasant.

Amy looked her up and down, wide eyed, as if she was worried. "I...I see you're quite strong. That's good." She puffed herself out. "I'm no weakling either. However..." She wilted slightly. "I'm not used to this kind of nude combat. I'm worried I might do something inappropriate. If I touch you in a way you might consider sexual, would you find that upsrtting?" She waved both hands quickly. "Not that I have plans to do so. But I just wanted to establish that if this match turns a bit...intimate, neither of us will be upset."

Donna was almost PURRING at the words. Her eyes glided over my wifes soft body slowly, enjoying the pale skin covered in oil. "I do not see any problem with such a stipulation. Combat in this manner is simply a test of whose power is greater. The loser must be made to submit, and once she has, she is the winner's to use at her pleasure." Her mouth quirked into a hungry, teasing grin. "Unless you fear such a thing?"

"I don't!" Amy snapped, her cheeks flushing. She was so fucking good at this. Gods it was hot. "The winner can use the loser's body however she wants. The loser has to just take it all!" She sounded angry, like she was getting upset at the idea of losing, but I saw the shine of glee in her eyes. Poor Donna had broken the first rule of combat. Never negotiate horny. I felt for her. That one was a bitch for me too.

Barbie stepped forward between them. "Alright you two, let's keep this friendly. No eye gouging or broken bones. This is a dominance challenge, not a death match." Both girls nodded, and Barbie sighed, stepping back. "Alright, then you can begin."

Donna hurled herself forward, so fast it would have been tough to see if I'd been lower ranked. She slammed into Amy at top speed, wrapping around my wife like some sort of striking cobra, trying to get her in some type of hold to start out so she could take her time with the take down. Sadly for her, that didn't happen.

Amy's fearful, confused expression morphed into a gentle smile as she reached up and took hold of Donna's hands. With deliberate slowness, she overpowered the Amazon, forcing Donna's hands off her body and then shoving the other woman to her knees, then onto her back. Amy sat down hard on Donna's chest, keeping the bigger woman's shoulders pinned as she leaned forward to pin her hands to the ground.

Donna's eyes were wide as she kicked and struggled, but her legs couldn't find purchase anywhere and her top half was immobile. Amy smiled down at her sweetly. "Hush now. No need to be so excitable. You can't move. Which is fine. I think the two of us need to have a little chat."

The Amazon looked almost rabid. "Release me! This is dishonorable. You've concealed your strength! The results of this battle are void!" She snapped out plenty of angry demands, but her eyes had finally found a spot to focus, and it wasn't anywhere around the room. It was Amy's cunt. My wife's spread pussy was only about a foot from the greek girls face, nad she couldn't stop staring.

To be fair, Amy has a pretty cunt, small and delicate with a nice little landing strip. Amy noticed the staring too, because she cooed sweetly. "I don't think either of us wants that, now do we Donna. Now. Why don't we have a talk about manners. You didn't come here just to have a safe place to sleep did you? You came to take Barbara away? To claim my husbands property?"

Barbie shuddered at the words, but judging by the almost rabid lust on her face, it wasn't a bad shudder. Donna looked away, seemingly chagrined. "I...I wished to see her. I've missed her. The man is unsuited, and I could hear her desire in her voice. She was ready to accept my advances. It is none of his concern who I bed! She is no property, she belongs only to herself."

Amy clicked her tongue sadly. "She wouldn't agree. And I think that's a problem. You see Donna, that means you came here to steal from my husband. Which means you're here to steal from me." Her hand flashed out to slap the Amazon, leaving Donna's two hands restrained by only one of Amy's. Donna looked shocked, but not at the blow, it hadn't been too hard. "I think you deserve to be punished." Said my wife conversationally. "Don't you?"

Donna's eyes cleared slightly, anger starting to cloud them. "You haven't won this battle! You have no authority to-" Her voice was cut off as Amy reached down to grab her hair and yeank her neck forward at an angle that had to be painful, smothering the proud Amazon in her pussy. "Mph!" Donna's muffled squeals rose in pitch as her legs kick frantically but Amy just held her there.

After a minute the kicking stopped and Amy moaned. "Oh there we go. You see? This is how my best friend Emerald apologizes when she makes a mistake. I think we're going to be good friends Donna. Show me how much you value my friendship." She let the Amazon work on her for a few minutes, mewling comments about what a good girl she was, and I noted that I might have created a monster. I fucking loved it.

Finally, with a cry, Amy creamed all over her opponent's face and dismounted, leaving Donna heaving on the ground, staring up at the ceiling, face still soaked and eyes hazy. Rather than declaring things over though, Amy stepped back and flipped the other girl on her stomach, then reached down between her legs as she wrapped an arm around her throat. I heard wet sounds that were easily recognizable as her strumming Donna's cunt.

The Amazon's eyes went wide and she tried to struggle, but Amy was too strong and her hold was too firm, Donna started to panted and grunt as she struggled. "Wait! I am a warrior, you cannot overpower me in such a way. Release me. Release. Give me...release. Please?" Her bravado faded as she spoke, her voice getting whinier as she got closer and closer to cumming. I could feel her desire, but I didn't need to do anything to it. This was already pretty much the hottest thing she could imagine.

Amy just strummed away at her clit, but I saw her hand slow a few times as she lazily lectured the greek girl. "I don't think so. You haven't conceded yet. In order for me to reward you I must hear your forfeit. As a royal myself I know how important propriety is. Will you concede to me Donna? Allow yourself to become mine? As you said earlier, the loser is at the winner's complete mercy."

Donna moaned and bucked. "I...yes. Yes, sister I apologize. I was wrong. You are mighty and I am worthless. This is your due. Please take me as you like. Please. Show me your strength." Half of Donna's face was plastered to the ground and she was openly drooling as my wife rubbed her cunt.

Making an uncertain noise, Amy bit her lip. "I don't know. This is a two person household. I feel you sincerity for me of course, but you've greatly offended my husband. Don't you think you should apologize to him? My husband is a magnanimous man. I'm sure after a proper apology he'll let this all go."

I was literally so hard I was worried about my pants tearing off, so I just nodded. Donna, who could see me, desperately gasped. "I'm...I'm sorry. Nicholas. I apologize. I was wrong. So wrong. Barbara belongs to the two of you. Your wife is a true warrior. Her skill in battle is unmatched. Such skill. Gods please. Overpower me. Show me your strength, I'm so very close."

Rather than speed up though, Amy clucked her tongue again. "Oh Donna, I'm disappointed in you." Her fingers began to slow as she leaned down to whisper maliciously. "Did you already forget dear? I showed you just a few minutes ago how good friends apologize." Donna's eyes went wide.

"I can't!" She squeaked, eyes going wide. "He's a MAN. To do such a thing with my mouth. That is unthinkable." Her cheeks were flushed. Apparently fucking was fine but Amazon's didn't ever suck dick. Which admittedly wasn't a surprise to me. They seemed like the type.

Amy stood up, letting the other woman fall to the floor and wiping off her hands. "Ah, well then I suppose we won't become friends after all. A shame. I find you very enticing. But you know how things are among royals. To allow one's spouse to be insulted is a travesty. I suppose I shall simply count this your loss and leave. There's no need to come find me again."

She turned and Donna say bolt upright, her eyes wild and confused. "Wait, no!" Amy turned back, eyebrow raised. "I mean...This is a matter of honor. I suppose. I've offended my hosts." Her cheeks burned. "I will...apologize. In the matter you demonstrated. Will you resume your previous activities. I suspect it will be easier with you restraining me in such a way." More like she wanted to cum so bad she could taste it.

Amy clapped her hands in glee, looking every bit the perky teen at cheerleader practice. "Oh of course!" She fucking SKIPPED back over to the still prone Amazon, pulling her up to her knees and facing her to me. This time I got the full show as she reached between Donna's legs and started rubbing her clit like she was trying to polish a magic lamp. She smiled at me sweetly. "Nicky darling. Please come accept Donna's apology. I'll make sure she's as sincere as possible while she gives it."

Like fuck I was passing up that offer. I walked over, unbuttoning my pants and letting my cock flop out. The sight of Donna Troy, top bitch and Amazon asskicker, going crosseyed as my cock slapped down on her face, was one of the most treasured memories I think I'd ever have. She gingerly opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out to poke at a it. Amy wasn't having that though. "No darling." She said sweetly. "Like this."

She shoved Donna's face straight down my cock forcefully, and the Amazon gagged as I groaned in enjoyment. The next few minutes were heaven. Donna was forced up and down my cock like a throat sleeve, her muscles tightening every time she came on my wifes fingers. Barbie was in the corner rubbing her own clit as she watched, desperately horny seeing her lesbian crush suck her daddy.

Finally I felt my balls start to tighten. I was feeling generous so I warned them. "Fuck. I'm about to cum." I grunted loudly. Donna wasn't exactly a pro, but she was enjoying this hard, and enthusiasm made up for a lot. Her brain was basically melting even without me tweaking her desires.

To my surprise, Amy yanked her off me, my wifes soft hand slipping down to finish me. Her grip firm but not overbearing. Her other hand came off Donna's cunt to grab the girl's hair and hold her in place as she finished me off all over her strong Amazon features. Despite not being inside of a woman, it was probably one of the better orgasms I'd ever had. Fuck, if I was capable of love, I would love my wife.

April 5th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 12:00 PM EDT

With a satisfied groan, I set Donna down and patted her face affectionately. Her eyes were glazed over and her breathing was labored. I'd been a bit rough on her, but I'd forgotten how nice a good suck could be, and Donna just took it all as long as Amy was touching her cunt. I'd emptied my balls down her throat at least nine or ten times, and I could have kept going, but we didn't want Cassie to get worried about her mentor. The buff clay muscle girl was in no way worth losing out on some cute little demigod pussy.

Sadly, she hadn't gotten a Brand. Apparently being Amy's little bitch wasn't the same as belonging to me, no matter how much my wife might think it was, but I felt like I'd made good process and I hadn't even dicked her down yet. I prodded the mewling Amazon with a toe and she moaned happily, rubbing her thighs together. Deciding talking to a fuck drunk pile of limp muscle was pointless I looked over at Amy.

My wife was indulgently letting Barbie suck her fingers clean while my redhead played with herself, amused at the sight of the brilliant detective debasing herself. Or just happy they were bonding, it was hard to get a read on her. "Well." I said cheerfully. "That was certainly loads of fun. I think we made excellent progress, and I certainly accept Donna's apology. I didn't feel like the first few were sincere, but she definitely put her all into it once I showed her how to improve. I really respect her determination to get it right."

Amy beamed at me happily. "I think this was an excellent step for everyone involved. We'll all be able to work together so much more nicely now. Isn't that right darling?" She cooed at the nearly insensate orgasm drunk Amazon lying curled on her side.

Donna slurred a happy affirmation and I smirked. I'd cheated a bit on those last few orgasms. Making sure Amy could let them build for a while and amping her sensitivity when she came. Having my cock stiffed down her windpipe was more than enough connection to play with her desires, and after she drained my nuts a few times I couldn't resist a little tinkering. Aside from the extreme orgasms, I'd given her a nice little addiction to the rush from my dragon cum.

I considered having Amy order her to our bedroom tonight so I could smash that warrior pussy like I'd been itching to, but I'd been learning a lot about delayed gratification. She was essentially a cum addict at this point. It wouldn't start too extreme, but she had a habit and she'd eventually need to come begging for a hit. I decided that I'd wait it out.

Taking her after she got beat by Amy was doing things her way, but I liked the idea of forcing her to compromise and slobber for my nuts like a starving dog better. I wasn't even going to fuck her the first time. Amazon's didn't mind sex.

Donna had tried to take what was mine, so I'd teach her a little lesson. She'd get her cum hot from the source and she'd suck it down in the most degrading way I could think of letting her. She'd beg eventually.

Fuck I was getting hard at the thought, but I pushed that down. I left the room cheerfully, letting Amy and Barbie figure out Donna. They could get her dressed or take turns sitting on her royal face for all I cared. I wanted to check in on our sweet little demigod.

I found Cassie in the room next to Leslie's, Dinah having dropped her off to unpack her things. Her door was open, and my polite knock got her attention easily enough. The bubbly little blonde looked up excitedly when she saw me. "Oh! Did the challenge finish? Who won? Was it Donna? She's pretty strong right? Not that...Amy was it? Isn't probably tough too, but Donna is Wonder Woman's SISTER you know?"

She babbled happily at me, completely at ease for no other reason than Donna told her to be. It was kind of adorable. I just gave her a consoling smile. "Fraid not. My Amy is tougher than one would think. Your mentor get her ass handed to her." And to me, and to Amy, and probably to Barbie after I left. That ass was just getting passed around to everyone. I had to suppress a snicker at the thought. "But I just wanted to check in to see how you were settling. See if you needed anything. Leslie can tell you that I don't mind lending a hand to new arrivals if they need it."

Poor little blueberry, all flustered over being spoiled by a man with no outlet. I bet she'd said plenty of nice things about me to Cassie. Sure enough her smile softened. "Yeah, she mentioned how great you'd been." She giggled, lowering her voice to a confidential whisper. "I think she might have a bit of a crush on you. She said you've done so much for her. She just couldn't shut up about you."

Perfect. I let a somewhat real smile crawl across my face. "Well she's a very beautiful girl. I'd be flattered if that was true." I winked at her lightly. "I find my house is just full of beautiful women these days. I can't say it's something I dislike." Seeing her cheeks begin to darken I changed direction on a dime. "Anyway like I said, is there anything you need or that might make you more comfortable? Some music or clothes or furniture you'd like? You should feel at home here, so you can ask me for anything you'd like."

Biting her lip slightly, Cassie looked around like she might get in trouble. "I mean...if you really feel like that. Leslie mentioned she got a new stereo." Her eyes widened and she held up both hands. "I don't need anything that fancy, but like...an mp3 player or something? I really love music."

Too easy. I fished out my card, passing it to her. "The stereo is no trouble. You can't have it installed or anything, but Barbara is a wiz with tech. She'll help you set it up." I winked at her again. "Just get the top of the line model. You definitely deserve it with everything you do for others. I think somebody should take care of you for a change." Her cheeks flushed hotter, but I just waved and left, leaving her to stew.

I wasn't worried about the card, I had more than a few, and if needed I could sell some of my gemworld haul. I should probably talk to Penguin about fencing some anyway. Just in case. Stopping next to Leslie's door I closed my eyes and leaned in to listen hard. I heard wet slaps and grunting, followed by soft whimpers that easily could have been my name. poor Leslie had needed to polish her peach after talking me up so much to Cassie.

Deciding it would be funny, I knocked on the door. I heard a squeak and a thump as she fell off her bed, and a muffled "Who is it?" Her voice was hoarse and little wobbly, and it was all I could do not to laugh out loud. I was so glad I'd only soundproofed my own room.

"It's Nick." I said casually, as if I had no idea what she'd been doing. "Can I come in? I wanted to see your new room. Just to make sure you were settling in ok."

"NO!" She squeaked. The thumping redoubled as she scrambled across the room, jerking open the door just a crack. Her bottom half was out of view, but her face was flushed and sweaty. "I mean...no, sorry Nick. It's so dirty- I mean, messy in here. I don't you to see how filthy I can be." Her eyes widened at her unintentional double entendre, but since I seemed to have missed it, she moved on. "I really like it though. All my new stuff is great. It didn't change much when you...upgraded the house either." Her blue cheeks darkened. "I really appreciate it."

I winked at her like I had Cassie, but a bit more condescending. "Oh don't mention it. I'm happy to help. We took you in after all, so it's my job to make sure you're taken care of." Unlike the other barely legal teen in the house, reminding Leslie that I felt obliged to help her reminded her I saw her as a kid, which she fucking hated. "Shame I can't take a look thought. I bet whatever you did with the place is cute."

Her eyes flashed with literal electricity, and I saw her step back slightly, debating opening the door and letting me see her self abused cunt, probably fantasizing about showing me exactly how viable she would be as a sexual prospect. In the end thought she just slumped and said thank you again. I wished her luck and said goodbye, walking a few steps away then boosting my hearing with my magic. The wet smacking and grunts were more frantic now, almost angry, like she was trying to fuck the disappointment out of herself. It was weirdly hot.

Dismissing that thought, I headed back downstairs to check on Dinah and Whisper. My baby mamas had been unhappy about the whole 'redecorating' thing. I found them in the kitchen, looking over the new place. Whisper smiled sweetly at me when I came in, but Dinah just raised an eyebrow. "Well if it isn't the man of the house. You wrap the Amazon around your finger yet? Or did you go for the blonde? I didn't take you as one to be into teeny boppers."

I had to tamp down a smile at her jealous tone. I walked up and pulled her into my arms, kissing her deeply. She stayed limp for a minute but eventually melted into the kiss, and healthy hand full of her recently extra meaty ass got a deep moan into my mouth. Dinah had been a little jealous about Barbie at first, the age thing kind of bothered her. Seeing my interest in Cassie, a younger blonde, probably made her territorial.

"You know." I said casually as I pulled back. "I don't know if you noticed, but I came quite a bit in you the other day. My cum is infused with all sorts of vitalizing and youthening power." I ran a hand through her hair. "Not that you could tell you were a day over twenty five before. But I'd put you at a solid twenty three now. Plus you've got jugs like a texas milk company. Not really any competition."

She pouted at being seen through, but reached up to poke her face. "Really? You aren't just saying that? I have been feeling a bit more energetic."

Raising a hand I put on a solemn expression. "Hand to the gods. But if you don't think downstairs injections are getting it done I have an extremely effective exfoliating mask I can recommend. Pampering the mother of my child seems like the right thing to do. You in the mood for a nice relaxing facial?"

She giggled, sounding not a bit less seductive than Cassie I might add. "Maybe later you horny beast. For now how about you make your babies and their mothers some breakfast." She gestured to the kitchen. "You changed the damn organizational layout in the fridges and pantry and I have no clue where anything is." I snorted at that but agreed sending her off to sit and wait for food with a slap on the ass. I didn't mind a bit of cooking, though I was still going to try to give them both a hot beef injection before anyone else came down. Pausing to look at my reflection, I saw it wink back at me and chuckled. No wonder he wasn't too hurried to get out. My life was a hell of a show.

April 5th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 1:00 PM EDT

With everything sorted out with Donna and Cassie, the League dealt with for the moment and Silver handling things with the Court, I was left with a fairly unpleasant task to deal with. I had to call my fucking dad. I hadn't heard from the old man in ages, and while he tended to leave me to my own devices, I knew he'd be expecting some kind of check in now that I was back. The city merge would be a valid excuse for a while, but that time was running out.

Besides, I'd completed his little mission a while ago, and while I wasn't entirely interested in joining Checkmate, having them involved in this upcoming summit would be useful for the clout. I could just play go-between with my masked identity and my current self again. I mentally congratulated past me on making that mask, it had proven to be pretty much indispensable up to this point.

Flooding my phone with a bit of electricity, I toyed with the settings a bit, finding an ACTUAL call option on there that I hadn't even realized existed. I hit the button to start the call, and waited as it rang through a few times. The phone picked up. "Hello." The blank female voice on the other end was definitely not my dad, but I knew who it was anyway.

I fought to keep the eye roll out of my voice as I said. "Hello Sasha. Put the old man on. I have a report to make." I expected her to argue or snark, she didn't like me much, but to my surprise there was a rustle as she passed the phone over to my old man without any sort of retort.

"Nicky." My father said coolly when he picked up. Despite his feigned casual air, I detected a hint of actual relief in his tone. Well that was nice of him. I was surprised he'd been worried. "I trust you're calling with a report on the madness going on in what used to be Metropolis? I'd vacated the city long before this...combination occurred, though I have agents in the vicinity obviously." Left unasked was why I'd been out of contact for so long.

I decided to throw him a bone. "Yeah." I said as I slumped down in a chair in one of the studies that I'd passed. "Sorry, I've been a bit pinned down with the whole magic kingdom thing in Gotham. Wasn't able to reach out. I pissed off Doctor Gotham something fierce by escaping and had to go to ground. Unless you expected me to try to boldly fight for the fate of my city like some kind of superhero?"

That got an actual laugh from the old man. "Heavens forbid. No you did well flying under the radar. You were perhaps just a bit more successful at it than I would have expected possible. I'm impressed." I took that as the miracle it was. The old man didn't throw around praise lightly. "My agents even seem to have lost track of your home, which I admit is somewhat frustrating. I assume it has something to do with the large breasted magician girl?"

"Hey." I said sternly. "That kind of talk is uncalled for. Her breasts are only slightly above average. Plenty of junk in the trunk though, as long as you aren't comparing her to some of my other girls." Whisper's frankly unfair wrecking ball booty made every girl look small in comparison. I needed to spend some one on one time with that thing soon. Dinah had distracted me from putting it to good use last time. "But yeah. Jokes aside she was integral in that process."

He gave a disgusted snort. "Magic. How...messy. But I suppose you aren't the first young man to be led astray by a pretty face. I do hope you're using protection. Italian women can be extremely fertile, and I don't have any interest in sharing a grandchild with Giovanni Zatara."

That brought me up short. It occurred to me that Dinah and Whisper had been basically confined to the house (which prevented spying) for the last few months. Dinah's ousting from the League probably wouldn't have been on his debrief list either. Maybe that it happened, but I doubted he had the sources to learn reasons. I...probably should have mentioned to my dad that I'd impregnated some women. Also gotten married.

"About that." I said hesitantly. "Would you prefer to share one with Dinah Drake? Because...that's going to be a thing." It was actually gratifying to hear the shocked silence on the other side of the phone. I really should have told him sooner, given I'd known when I last saw him, but this worked fine. Dinah had been locked in here for a few months, so I had a ready made excuse for when I'd knocked her up. No one would have been able to see that we weren't together.

I expected a lot of things. Anger, disappointment, maybe even pride. I did not expect whooping gales of laughter to erupt over the phone. "Lance? You impregnated LANCE? That uppity fat breasted whore is carrying my grandchild? That is...fantastic. Dear god, to have seen the look on Queen's face when he found out. My boy, that is truly brilliant. Granted she's a metahuman, but only barely."

"Well." I said wryly. "I'm glad you approve because I also knocked up Whisper around the same time. So I stole one from the Religion of Crime too. Plus I might have gotten married. It's been a crazy couple months." I was pretty sure he knew Dinah was Black Canary, which to be fair wasn't a surprise, since she hadn't worn a mask and he ran a spy organization. I figured I might as well ride the wave of amusement to drop all the bombs at once.

His laughter abated. "A busty one and one with a large backside. Certainly covering your bases. I do hope this marriage wasn't to one of them? Because I believe I raised you better than to tie yourself to a woman for an accident of biology. You don't buy the cow when you're already getting the milk for free, son." I realized he had assumed I'd married one of those two to 'take responsibility' or some shit.

It was my turn to burst out laughing. "Dear gods no. Amaya is the daughter of a powerful diplomat from...elsewhere. Our marriage is an excellent political match. You'd have been proud. My wife is..." I weighed my words. "Complicated. But entertaining. She sees the world in a way that most people don't and is all the more interesting for it."

He made an amused sound. "Your mother was like that. Mentally just completely different from any woman I'd ever met. Though being able to suck a bowling ball through a straw certainly didn't hurt her appeal." His voice was fond, but my own heart beat had picked up speed. My mother. He rarely talked about her, probably hearing that I'd gotten married brought her up.

With an air of forced casualness, I said. "Gross. But inappropriate or not, that's more than you usually say about mom. Anything you want to tell me about my mother that isn't either megalomaniacal or disturbingly sexual?"

That drew a bark of laughter from him. "I think 'disturbingly sexual megalomaniac' is probably the best description of Sarah I've ever heard. She always was interesting. Managed to keep up with me better than anyone else. Shame she died in childbirth. It happens I suppose. And it seems like she gave me a decent enough heir so I can't be too upset."

"Love you too dad." I said sarcastically. Or at least partially sarcastically. If I loved anyone it was probably my dad. He was a huge part of my life. He'd taught me so much, helped my learn, and grown, and get where I was today. I decided that yes, I did love my dad, in my own way. After all, the thought of having to kill him sounded kind of unpleasant, and what was love if not that?

Unaware of my mental scrambling, he continued. "Now, enough lollygagging. You wouldn't still be on the line if you didn't need something. Are you finally ready to accept your entrance into Checkmate? You accomplished that mission quite a while ago, but admittedly Gotham has been...troubled. Still, it's never a good idea to leave power on the table."

"Not exactly." My voice was slow as I responded, like I was feeling things out. "Rather, I'm hoping to involve checkmate in a venture. Or at least an associate of mine is. As you know I work with the scientist named Mammon on occasion. After the fusion of the cities, he's been making moves to consolidate power. He's managed to arrange a joint meeting with the Court of Owls, the Fae, and various criminal factions between the two cities, to discuss portioning out territory before any unwanted visitors show up to take a piece. I want Checkmate to take part."

That got an interested hum. "Intriguing. I can't deny that we're interested in expanding into this new territory. Government interference in Gotham has always been limited, even for us. The Court will occasionally work with us in a limited capacity, but actual expansion into the city or the establishment of a dedicated presence has been impossible. I assume Mammon has some sort of demands for extending the offer?"

I did, of course. "He does, or course. He wants depleted promethium. A ton of the stuff, in ten pound bars." I didn't actually have much of a use for the stuff since I could make anything I wanted, but it was rare and expensive, and a bar of it was bound to net me some decent GP. Even if it was a G ranked metal (which considering what I'd seen from G ranked materials was probable) that was still two hundred thousand points when you broke it down into ten pound bars. I'd have gone smaller but since it was depleted I was worried the smaller bars wouldn't make G.

"Excessive." My father noted reluctantly. "But not impossible. I'll get into it and get back to you with a counter offer. A ton isn't a small amount of depleted promethium, or nearly anything. We use that for quite a few things, so I'm unsure we even HAVE the stockpile to provide so much unprocessed metal. We can potentially make up for it with other materials if needed. I know a scientist is always in need of materials for experiments."

I was glad I'd considered the question beforehand. It was pretty much impossible that Mammon would invite Checkmate through me without an ulterior motive, at least if you didn't know he was me. I was mostly trying to borrow Checkmate's authority to keep things civil, but Mammon wouldn't consider them to be a reliable asset to use in that way. I'd known my old man would be looking for the catch, so I decided to kill two birds with one stone.

We talked over potential alternatives for a while before I finally said goodbye and hung up. Rather than put my phone away though, I considered what to do next. I had more than a few ideas for how to proceed, but most of them were centered around knowing when the actual meeting would take place.

I tapped out a number on the phone, establishing a call. It rang a few times and a soft female voice picked up. "Silver? Well if it isn't my favorite bimbo. A mutual friend told me you'd be calling me, but I hadn't heard from you. If you aren't careful you'll make me think you don't like me." I grinned at the snarl I heard over the line. "I missed you too. Now, why don't the two of us talk about this conclave. We have so much to plan out."