Ty stood, all eyes on her now, still feeling slightly abashed at the attention to her naked femininity. And so much had happened -- she kind of wanted some time to herself, to collect her wits and reconcile her love for Luma with the lingering sense of loss over...
...What had she lost? She'd been a man, right? Or was it her race that had changed? If she remembered correctly, she'd been... a frog? Well, I'd much rather be a fox than that...?
She pushed her worries to one side, feeling a need to respond to the girls' unspoken interest. "I, um, I'm glad to meet you all," she managed.
"The pleasure is ours," replied Rhea, still with that motherly smile. "I can tell you're tired. Why don't we get you cleaned up a little, show you around the harem, and then you can rest before supper? Vala, would you like to help her out?"
"Of course, chief!" The orange vixen bounced from her nest of cushions to her feet and over to Ty, crushing their boobs together in an enthusiastic hug. "So busty," she giggled, rubbing her chest into Ty's. The new vixen gasped; despite her exhaustion, she could feel her nipples getting hard again.
"Th-thanks. You're... pretty busty too..."
"Don't I know it! I always loved being a sexy vixen; even before Mistress enslaved me, I did my best to bring pleasure into this sad world. Now let's see here..."
She knelt down, examining Ty's pussy, her warm breath making it clench. Ty was afraid if her legs got any weaker she'd collapse on top of her sister slave. Vala noticed with another giggle.
"It does look like Mistress gave you a proper workout! Here..." She rose and guided Ty into an overstuffed armchair, than went down to a crouch again. "Just relax, and I'll get you cleaned up."
Ty leaned back into the soft upholstery, groaning a little as Vala's tongue began to gently probe her petals. The orange vixen, for all her exuberance, was very skilled where it counted. Ty found the muscular organ's massage very relaxing, a soothing balm after the rounds of rough fucking from their Mistress.
"Mistress said she purchased you from the Master?" asked Alessa from where she lay sideways on a divan. "Would you like to tell us your story?"
Ty looked over at her, a little anxiety turning her stomach. "I... ah..." Really, all she wanted to do was luxuriate in Vala's attention, not try to remember what had happened with the bandits, or before.
"It's okay if you don't," Alessa assured her. "It... it took me a long time to adjust to being... a breederslut, after having been raised as a proud knight... a leader of men."
Ty's vagina clenched around Vala's tongue, and not just because of the wizardess' skill. Something about the thought of a proud prince being broken into the soft, pregnant vixen... really turned her on. She couldn't tell now if the feelings in her stomach were anxiety or arousal... or some weird combination.
"Let's let her rest a bit," interposed Rhea, kind but firm. "I think she's had a rough day; and we have all eternity to hear how she found her place under Mistress Luma."
Silence hung over the common room for a bit -- apart from the soft sound of Vala's tongue on Ty's delicate flesh and fur; and the equally soft moans from the other girls as they played with themselves. But finally Vala had cleaned all traces of their Mistress' seed and Ty's own secretions away, and the orange vixen stood up, licking her chops.
"I could totally live off Mistress' semen, and nothing else," she declared.
"You probably could," rejoined Sardonica from where she lounged, fingering herself. "I recall reading a study about the health benefits of -- ah! -- semen, and Mistress' is so charged with magical virility it could probably supply all the nutrients needed for life."
Vala stuck her tongue out at her. "I didn't ask for a science lecture, geez." She offered a hand to Ty. "Come on, I'll just give you a quick tour before settling you in your room. There's a lot to take in -- Mistress spoils us like you wouldn't believe -- but we can go over it again later."
"Thanks." Ty hesitated a bit, then added, "Thanks for the, um, cleaning. Your tongue is amazing."
"No problem! I've had lots of practice." She winked. "Don't worry, you'll be just as good in no time!"
Blushing, Ty let herself be led out of the common room and into a carpeted hallway. Everything here was soft, low-lit, and redolent of erotic scent. Ty could hardly imagine ever thinking about anything besides sex again. But Vala showed off a dining room, a game room ("no television or video games, sadly, in this medieval world"), and a library. Also an exercise room, which judging by the stages, poles and wardrobes of dance outfits doubled as a practice room for their performances.
Then the "play room," as if the common room weren't sufficient for the slaking of their lusts. A double bed rested against each wall, each with a low table by it bearing an array of strangely modern-looking sex-toys. Most of them Ty didn't even recognise, though she was sure she saw a few double-ended dildos before her attention was drawn by an inquisitive "meow?"
Sitting up on one of the beds was a feline femme, apparently made from shiny black latex. Ty gaped a little at the sight. She had seen stranger things in this perverted world, but she had not expected another person in the harem.
"Hello Miss Vala!" the cat-girl chirped. "Have you come to play with Kitty? -- and who is this?" She cocked her head, hot pink eyes gazing curiously at Ty. "A new miss?"
"Hey Kitty!" replied Vala. "Yup, this is Tyana, Mistress' newest concubine! Isn't she sexy?"
"Very sexy, mrrow. Would Miss Tyana like to play with Kitty?"
"Maybe later; she's pretty tired. Tyana, this is Kitty -- he's our own personal sex toy." Then to Kitty she suggested, "Why don't you get up, and show Tyana what you have to offer for later?"
"Of course, Miss!"
The latex feline slid off the bed and stood up, stretching his arms above his head. Ty, fascinated, saw that he had very modest, probably A-cup breasts on a short figure, but wide hips, each adorned with a large handle. Nestled between them was a rubbery ballsack and a modest, narrow spire, erect and showing off soft nubs along its length. The base of this sissy maleness was encircled by a pink ring, matching his eyes. It looked like plastic, and the aroused latex flesh bulged on either side of it.
Even his slave collar and its medallion were pink plastic.
"Kitty can make himself bigger, if it pleases you;" the living sex toy put his hands on his breasts, and they swelled until they almost buried his hands beneath their bouncy weight; and his penis engorged until it brushed the bottom of his mammaries. "And Kitty is self-lubricating, with many flavours available;" demonstrated by torrents of synthetic, oily pre welling from his cumslit and from holes hidden behind his ballsack. The room filled with the smell of... blueberries? Vanilla? He must have been leaking different flavours from different orifices.
"Handles for leverage... and all Kitty wants is to be a good fucktoy for the beautiful ladies. All his holes are at your disposal; and..." He let his dick shrink down to a more manageable size, then tugged at it. Ty gasped as it came off, ballsack included, leaving a round hole above his exposed, lifelike pussy. "You can use my cock for yourself, moldable to any form you want!" The little nubs grew out into sadistic spines; then the whole thing morphed into a black latex replica of Luma's divine canid organ; then it changed again into a human dick. "Kitty will still feel it even when it is attached to you," he finished with happy pride, as he set it back into place.
"I... I didn't think we... would get a... a sex pet of our own to play with," stammered Ty.
"Oh yes;" answered Vala; "Mistress thinks of everything! Though of course, Kitty has his own story to tell, don't you?"
The cat-girl's ears drooped. "Kitty doesn't like that story. It reminds Kitty of when he was a bad man, instead of a good toy."
"Aww." Vala leaned over, and whispered into Ty's sensitive ear. "He was a paladin who led a band of heroes against Mistress. She was getting tired of that, so she made an example of him. He was weeks down in the dungeons, wearing that cock ring I enchanted, fed on aphrodisiacs, made to watch Mistress couple with us... It drove him a little crazy, and when he finally broke, Mistress made him bathe in a tub of corruptive latex she set up in the main square of the town below before she let him orgasm. Which of course turned him into the sex doll he is now. His collar and the cock ring are fused with his body.
"We all feel kind of sorry for him, to be honest, but he insists this is what he deserves for sinning against Mistress."
"Wow," breathed Ty. She was horrified... but she could also feel herself getting wet at hearing yet more proof of her Mistress' power. She rubbed her legs together, yearning for the touch of that dominant cock between them again.
"Are you sure you don't want to play with Kitty?" asked the latex cat hopefully, noticing her arousal. "Kitty has much to atone for."
"Well..." Ty bit her lip. Vala patted her shoulder.
"You can help him 'atone' later. After all, Mistress did want you wet for when she gets back! I'm glad Kitty was able to help with that, but I do think you should rest up a bit. A wet dream won't dull your appetite, I'm sure."
Saying good-bye to Kitty -- with Vala promising to come back and play with him after tucking Ty in -- they left the play room. Vala showed Ty where everyone's room was, though the new girl's head was so awash with arousal and weariness that she would never remember them. Finally she showed Ty into a luxurious suite of a spacious bedroom, deluxe bath, and walk-in closet.
"Mistress placed the order for you a month or two ago, so we've had it prepared."
"Ohhhh..." Ty really wasn't sure yet that she liked being talked about as a possession. Or perhaps she didn't like how horny it made her feel.
True to her word, Vala helped Ty into the silken sheets and pulled them under her muzzle. "Sweet dreams, beloved sister," she said, nuzzling and then licking Ty's nose. "Reality will be even better, promise. I can't wait for that orgy!"
Ty watched her walk out, her tail swishing happily above her swaying hips, her purple silks floating from her arms and clinging across her orange body. The image blurred with that of Luma stalking her in the throne room, and even as Ty surrendered to her weariness her fingers were sliding into her pussy...