I pulled out only after shooting my entire load inside of her, smiling in satisfaction as I admired my handiwork. Abigail was practically passed out in pleasure, as the feeling of me cumming inside of her hand pushed her over the edge of consciousness into unconsciousness. But I wasn't nice enough to clean her up while she was unconscious, instead I made her clean me up. I pushed my cock into her mouth, forcing it agape in order to take my large rod inside. Her mouth moved subconsciously as my cock entered, her tongue wrapping around it and her lips closing on the base as she began to suck the fluids off.
I let her do that for a while, then finally pulled out once I believed my cock was clean enough. Then I used my hand to lightly slap her awake, breaking her out of her pleasure induced coma. Her eyes blinked rapidly as she regained her consciousness, her dazed eyes brightening as she regained her bearings and remembered what had just happened. She looked down at herself, seeing the bodily fluids that were a mixture of both hers and mine covering her body. Then she looked up towards me, her gaze starting at my face and stopping at my still erect rod. Her gaze stayed there, her eyes widened as if she couldn't believe that it had just been inside of her.
I chuckled as I watched her reactions, causing her to look towards me and shoot me a rebuking gaze. Unfortunately for her, she did not look menacing at all right now, so the gaze only made me laugh more. I finally broke the silence, speaking out first.
"Tell you what, I'll clean your room any time if you let me do this whenever I want." I offered her a deal. Truthfully, based on the look on her face, the deal was unnecessary. She would probably bend over for my cock whenever I wanted anyway, but I didn't want to make her feel as if she was broken. She was someone I respected, if only for her strength, so I didn't want her to break. Instead I offered her a way out with the deal, a way out she happily accepted.
"You've got a deal." She said, still laying on the ground in a heap. I smiled as I saw her eyes twinkle in excitement at our deal. I had a feeling that I would be cleaning her room a lot more in the future.
"Then," I said as I pulled my clothes on. I didn't use my skill as I didn't want her to know I had it yet. There were only a few people I trusted enough to show my skills to, and she wasn't one of them yet. That fact could change in the future, but that was not the present. "I need to go, Hera is probably waiting for me." I waved back towards her, saying goodbye as I exited the room. What awaited me outside was not something I was ready for.
Apparently, the rooms around her were not as soundproofed as I had hoped, meaning that the girls in the dorms around us had all heard the moaning coming from Abigail while we were in the heat of things. And now they were all peeking out to get a glimpse of the man who caused her to moan like that. It was almost like a walk of shame as I strode down the corridor, hearing the whispers of the women I passed. I took a mental note of the ones I found attractive, and was surprised when I saw a familiar set of tits appear. Accompanied by bright blue hair, these massive tits were the pair I saw in the shower while I was masquerading as a maid. Luckily, she was just as attractive as I had hoped, as her doe brown eyes and luscious lips helped accentuate her 'gal' vibe. I shot her a wink as I walked down the hallway, causing her eyes to widen a bit before a small smile appeared on her lips.
I smirked, I had hoped that the forward approach would work on her, and I was right. If I didn't have to go to Hera right now, I would have pursued her further, but instead I just left it at that for now while I left the hallway. Luckily for me, the dorms on that hallway were the only ones that could hear the moans, so no other girl was peeking out into the hall as I left. I hurried towards the boys dorms, getting to my room quickly in order to not worry Hera further. When I finally arrived, I smelt the wonderful scent of food being cooked inside. I walked in quietly, wanting to surprise her, but I was surprised instead.
Sitting at the stove, Hera was wearing nothing but an apron. She was entirely naked aside from that one piece of clothing, and my previously semi-erect cock became fully erect in an instant. I made sure to step quietly, making no sound, as I approached. I used my skill to open up a hole in my pants for my cock to come out, and entered her from behind in one swift thrust. It was probably dangerous of me to do this, as she was currently cooking, but the moment I saw her in a naked apron my reasoning went out the window.
Fortunately, nothing bad happened when I penetrated her suddenly. She tensed up in shock as she felt my hard cock entered her hot insides, her eyes twitching with the sudden pleasure. She looked back with a slightly peeved expression, but she couldn't even speak as I began to thrust. Instead, moans began to spill out of her mouth and her peeved expression quickly turned to one of euphoria as I railed her insides incessantly.
I leaned forwards and put my lips to her ear before whispering softly. "I'm back." I said, gripping her waist as I continued my assault on her bottom.
She responded as best she could, gasping and moaning between words. "Welcome… back… dear…". My eyebrow shot up for a moment when she called me dear, but I wasn't opposed to it so I let it slide. Instead I continued to slide into her bottom, finally letting loose into her insides after a few minutes of effort. She sighed slightly as my cum spurted inside of her, spraying into her deepest parts. But I didn't pull out even after I finished cumming, instead I left my cock in her deepest part, not moving, and spoke.
"You have to finish cooking." I said when she began to move her hips on her own. She was trying to compensate for my lack of movement with movement of her own, but it wasn't the same as if I was thrusting in her, causing her to become frustrated.
"I know, I know. I'll cook so stop teasing me!" She spoke out of frustration, reaching back and grabbing my hips with one hand before pulling me closer, trying to force me to begin thrusting. This time I obliged, beginning to ram her again. My cum spread across the tip of my cock, being spread around her insides by my movement.
I ignored it and continued thrusting, making sure to target her most sensitive areas this time. When I was fucking her before I had just been thrusting, which was pleasurable enough, but now that I was focusing my attack, she was practically unable to function. Which was exactly what I wanted.
"Come on, you have to keep cooking. If you don't, I'll stop." I threatened while I continued my relentless assault. Hera took my threat seriously, and began to attempt to cook while I was taking her insides by storm. I smiled as I watched her clumsy movements and decided to give her a bit of a reprieve until she was done cooking. So instead of attacking her in a way that made it hard to function, I just thrusted in her for a bit, waiting until she was done cooking. Then I re-upped my assault, making her cum time and time again before I finally reached the brink once more. This time, however, I didn't let loose inside her pussy. Instead I pulled out, twirled her around, and forced her to her knees before shoving my cock into her mouth and down her throat.
I thrusted balls deep into her mouth, letting my primal instincts take over as I grabbed her head and forced it as deep as possible before letting loose on her throat. I was slightly worried that I would choke her, but it wasn't enough to stop me as I spurted into her depths. I pulled out quickly after I came, letting her breath for a moment before I pushed it back into her mouth and made her clean me up.
While I looked at her euphoric expression, I felt a small twinge in my chest. The twinge was not as large as the thump that I felt when I looked at Mimi, but it was undeniably the same feeling. Which meant that I also loved Hera, just not as much as I loved Mimi. The thought confused me. I had believed almost wholeheartedly that I loved Mimi with everything I had, but this feeling changed that. I was surprised by this fact, and even pondered over a worry that I shouldn't have.
I thought about how I would feel if Mimi hadn't allowed me to see other girls. I would probably be unable to hold back against Hera if she had come onto me, as while I didn't feel for her as much as Mimi, I still felt for her. Which would mean I would have betrayed Mimi. The thought of that made my heart drop in my chest.
It was just a hypothetical, but it was realistic enough that I was suddenly very worried. Luckily, Mimi was understanding and had allowed this. I tried to remind myself of this, trying to force such worries out of my head. They were useless worries anyway, but I still had them. I decided to distract myself with food and other tasks, chowing down on the lunch that Hera had made. Immediately after eating, I sat down and began writing a letter to Trisha. I had promised (while in my maid disguise) to massage her again, and this letter was to set a date for that. We would have to find a time where both of us were free, which was easy for me but probably wouldn't be as easy for her, as she was the daughter of a prominent noble. Still, she was a student, so she would have some gap we could use. The letter I wrote was clean and concise, introducing myself as the maid's (me) master and telling her my free times so she could find an overlap. She had seemed like a very responsible individual, so I expected to get a response from her quickly. Then I gave the letter to a now cleaned up and fully clothed Hera in order to deliver it to Lady Trisha.
Hera followed my order, taking the letter towards the girls dorm while I left in a different direction. I was heading towards the office of the top blacksmith in the university, the dwarf professor. I had emptied my Inventory into my room, keeping only the sword in my speed storage in order to bring it to the blacksmith to examine. I honestly didn't know if it was recoverable, as the rust and deformity was great. But something deep down within me was telling me that restoration was not only possible, but would also reveal this blade to be a treasure like none other.
So, spurred on by that feeling deep in my gut, I arrived at the door to the blacksmith's office.