Collide Gamer Chapter 1241 – Acclimatization to the Harem Members

John, for so reason, heard David Attenborough’s voice narrating the scene.

‘The present group could be found in its natural habitat. Lovers of the order Newman are a highly individualized species. Few are alike each other and none are truly the sa. Despite this incredible diversity, the group, called a harem, shares several places of dwelling. The Couch and the specifically tailored bed are the most commonly shared environnts which all mbers of the harem, called harettes by experts, enjoy.

‘While further environnts that are universally beloved are difficult to find, John Newman, leading researcher in all things relating to his harem, found that places of relaxation were generally t with a range of acceptance to enjoynt. Partly because of continued exposure, he posits, the foremost place of relaxation in the harettes mind is the group-sized bathtub. Specifically, the jacuzzi.

‘The harem is in a state of excitent. A new mber has been added to its ranks through unusual circumstances. Such occasions are rare and will only grow rarer. The social dynamic of a harem is difficult to comprehend for the average person. Although harettes broadly belong in the behavioural category of standard Earth sapience, this particular kind of gathering is atypical for most of them. A stable relationship unit of this size is practically unique. Each ti it grows, it does so with the agreent of all of its mbers.

‘Easily swayed is the male of the group. By so descriptions, he is the alpha of the entire social dynamic. John Newman’s status as the sole mate of all of these won is unquestionable, his seed guaranteed to find fertile and willing soil whenever he makes the decision to mate for procreation, rather than enjoynt. Similarly, he is the primary direction giving force of this group. It would be wrong, however, to assu his power over the group extended to power over the individuals.

‘Indeed, for as much as the Gar, as John Newman is commonly referred to, has influence over the harettes, they each have their own mind and desires.

‘While the male is easily enticed by fresh females, those that have already established themselves approach with more caution. Harettes know of the unique character required to enter their social circle without difficulty. So it is that their current state of excitent leaves the ‘alpha’ of the harem ignored by most of his own mates. Only Aclysia and Beatrice, two mbers peculiar for their servitude, hang back while the other harettes explore the new mber.

‘Claire, an adorable vampire from another world, finds herself sward. It is clear from the start that the sheer volu of other partners overwhelms her. The charismatic smile she has on her lips sotis wavers. Occasionally she breaks out into little rambles. Obsessive chants of desire make it past her lips. She cannot help herself. She desires the attention of the Gar. After a life of misery, the warmth attracts her.

‘A warmth that the won around her readily offer her as well. Unusual circumstances aside, the harettes trust the Gar’s judgent and give the newcor the benefit of the doubt. They accept her as one of their own. The shows they put on lay out the boundaries that would normally have been established beforehand.

‘One of the most seasoned mbers of the harem, Eliana, repeatedly and loudly lets out curse-filled tirades. She is acclimatizing Claire to her choice of vocabulary, while simultaneously dropping words like ‘breeding’, ‘mating’ or ‘impregnation’ every sentence. The intent of the pretty little psycho is certain: she’s making clear her claim to the Gar’s firstborn. While receiving an underwater blowjob by the Artificial Spirits, John Newman smiles, knowing his bloodline is secure with this breedable submissive.

‘Others stake their own territory. With a benevolent smile, Rave, first of the harettes, facilitates the entire engagent. She asserted her dominance through cunnilingus earlier – a standard favour among harettes – and is now demonstrating her mastery over this unique social dynamic by deciding who speaks when. Carefully, she balances the characters of the mbers of the harem.

‘Nathalia, a domineering dragoness, requires to assert her strength of character early. With a few succinct questions, she tests the submissiveness of this new harette. Outspokenly, she decides how she categorizes the vampire maid. Although Nathalia has accepted those in the harem as her peers, she still differentiates between those that she can order around and those that she cannot. The forr is where Claire is decidedly placed.

‘Few words are necessary between Claire and Momo, as well as tra. ntal connections have already been established. Despite the personality differences between the sassy and the obsessed maid, the two bond quickly. Misunderstandings are removed through subtext. Claire believes the Gar to be above a glorious golden god. Momo proclaims him to be an idiot, while shooting him shy, loving glances. The vampire understands and notes John’s enjoynt of this odd courtship ritual.

‘tra finds agreent with the newcor through sex and violence. Their kinks are similar, willing sexual slavery intrigues them. Professions of enjoying a particular kind of raw brutality are made. Claire makes herself popular quickly. As a harette, she is a natural. The rambles, perhaps, put aside.

‘Talks with Lydia go smoothly. They find nothing imdiate to bond over. Neither do they find each other’s company unpleasant. Ti will be required to see this connection mature. Sa can be said for Lorelei, Lee, and Scarlett. Admiration for Claire’s willpower is voiced here and there. The newcor reacts with that courtship through self-deprecation. The Gar observes it carefully. He wishes to stamp out misplaced doubts that the harettes have in themselves. As this instance appears to be in humour, he says nothing.

‘Only with Nia, Claire seems to have difficulty. Her world of origin did not offer any exposure to beings like this particular harette. Platinum blonde, pale of skin, with blue eyes, the slender female emits a strange aura. It is revolting to those unlike her, which encompasses most of humanity and everything beyond it. Beings of a magical lifeforce, like Claire is, find it especially off-putting. Exposure diminishes the effect.

‘Nia is understanding and keeps her distance. They try to converse, but the blank retains social awkwardness that Claire finds difficult to overco. It will resolve itself with ti. The Gar was certain of that. His thoughts drift to the elentals not present, as the introduction becos more of a general chatter. There is no need for worry. Claire sits amidst them, participating in the conversations like anyone would. That is, until she starts rambling again.’

“Ohpleasejustfuckagainjohnpleaseplease…“ a ramble that gradually grew louder and snapped the Gar out of this particularly weird train of thought, “moreIwantmoretobefilledmoreand-“

“Ya stop that,” Rave interrupted and flicked Claire’s forehead. The vampire maid’s pupils narrowed into slits barely visible, as she glared daggers at the one distracting her from staring at her Master. “Calm down, yandere,” the feline Lightbearer giggled, “don’t ramble like that. Just say calmly what ya want and maybe he’ll give it to ya.”

Imdiately, Claire’s body language relaxed and her pupils dilated back to a normal size. “Sorry, I just get so… passionate about him,” she said and turned her gaze back to John. Aclysia and Beatrice surfaced from the bubbling water and positioned themselves by his sides.

“As is appropriate,” the weaponized maid comnted, while brushing her wet hair backwards. “To desire Master is only natural. After all, who could compare to his… everything?” she sighed that last word, while snuggling up to him.

Claire sorted the words in her head for one mont, only to burst out with the simplest way to put it, “John, please fuck again! I need more of you… so much more of you.”

“Co here,” he ordered her. Claire caused a massive splash when she leapt through the harem-sized jacuzzi. John leaned forwards to greet her with his arms. Once she was within reach, the thin veneer of self-control broke away and the vampire maid turned into an ecstatic bundle of giggles and kisses. His lips, his chest, his shoulders, even his hands, she kissed whatever she caressed. Only when John tightly wrapped his arms around her did she stop.

“Ehehehe,” she laughed in that adorably damaged way. “I love you, Master. You can’t hold forever…” her expression darkened as those words crossed her lips, “…and I hate the world for that… but can you hold a lot?”

“You’re one of mine, I’ll cuddle you whenever I can,” John assured her for the umpteenth ti. He doubted it would be the last ti. He doubted there would ever be a last ti. So people needed to hear the sa words over and over again to be reassured. “Well, I’ll do a lot more than cuddle,” he whispered. “Put it in yourself.”

“Oh, oh, yes,” Claire gasped. She wiggled inside his arms until her hips were raised enough and her hands could grip his manhood. Inexperienced, she fumbled around for a little bit. When she properly aligned their sexes, she dropped down as swiftly as she could. The flowing water ant the wetness was not allowed to accumulate and so the penetration happened slower. “Yeshisbigdi-“

“Stop that,” John ordered and snapped his fingers. Everyone perked up, except Claire, who had not yet beco familiar with what happened after those snaps. Regardless, the Harem Gar Perk he had gotten a while back assured that she was affected by the hypnotic command. “Claire, trance.”

The vampire maid’s eyelids fluttered, then closed as if they were made out of lead. She relaxed, near absolutely. That was not good enough by John’s standards.

He stroked the back of her hair and her back, otherwise moving as little as possible to avoid stimulating her pussy too much. “Concentrate on my voice,” he whispered to her. “I’m all that is around you. You are among my harem. There’s no one here but people you should trust and love.” The words, aided by her intense feelings for him, settled in deep and Claire beca a slowly breathing bundle of joy and calm. Perfect to plant a new suggestion in her head. “Each and every ti, I, and only I, snap my fingers and say ‘speak clearly’, you will rember this mont and calm down, allowing you to properly formulate your sentences. Repeat that back to .”

In an entranced tone, she whispered back, “Each and every ti, you, and only you, snap your fingers and say ‘speak clearly’, I will rember this mont and calm down, allowing to formulate my sentences.”

“Exactly. Further, each and every ti, after I use ‘speak clearly’, if I complint your speech afterwards, you will feel an extra strong surge of happiness. Repeat it.”

“Each and every ti, after you use ‘speak clearly’, if you complint my speech afterwards, I will feel an extra strong surge of happiness.”

“Good girl.” John placed a kiss on her cheek, then snapped his fingers again. “Claire, wide awake.”

Claire ca back to the surface swiftly. “Thank you for the extra attention.”

“I want to understand each word that cos out of your adorable mouth.” The Gar spread his arms out around the two other maids. This ti around, there was not even a hint of anger about the diminished attention on her face. Having his cock buried to the hilt in her tight pussy evidently appeased her. They said to not stick your dick in crazy and in general that was recomnded. John just liked to flaunt that he could resist common wisdom, because he was just that good. “You’ll spend the rest of your life with , Claire, you should start learning how to properly service this cock.”

“It’s not hard,” Momo drily remarked, while crossing over. “You just bounce up and down until he cums inside you.”

“But then there’s less of him inside ,” Claire grumbled, instead rotating her hips. “I want all of him inside . Ineedallofhiminsideitdeservestobe-“

“Claire, speak clearly.”

Her speech slowed imnsely, to the point where she was pronouncing every word with conscious effort. Two brain streams were crossing and clashing at the mont. John needed the more controlled one to win out. That went for her speech and her general behaviour.

“I need all of hi- you inside , I have gone through so much I deserve this, I deserve this, I need this, Master is mine, mine, mine, I never had soone that was mine, I need more of this, love more, love more, love more, love more.”

“That’s a very good start,” he complinted her and Claire’s lips spread in the most gleeful, erotic smile that could fit on her face. John imdiately obliged her and leaned up to kiss her. At the sa ti, Aclysia, Beatrice and Momo piled onto the cock-riding vampire in one large embrace.

“We’re all partly yours now,” Momo whispered while cupping Claire’s breasts. “You won’t go another day unloved.”

For whatever reason, be it the sexual excitent, Momo’s Charisma or a critical mass of attention having been reached, those words settled in this ti. Although her main attention lay with John, when the kiss broke, Claire leaned over to kiss Momo of her own volition. Inexperienced but eager, the vampire maid responded to the caress of the others with so simple touches and squeezes of her own.

A solid 80% of the ti, Claire still craved his attention first and foremost. Still, 20% interest in the group was more than he would have asked for on her first day. He encouraged her to keep going by pulling the other maids into whatever they were doing.

Treated to his cadre of now four super sexy, white-haired, pale maids, John enjoyed himself imnsely. Each of them had their individual markers. Claire stuck out the most due to her striking red eyes and more European-esque facial features, compared to the Asian-inspired designs of the other three. That wasn’t a bad or a good thing. It was just an observation. Although, if he was being honest, John greatly delighted in all of the differences. The overarching similarities were all the stronger for the individual differences.

The orgy transford from the four of them to all of them. While initiating Claire in a great many sexual positions, the partners around her and John shifted continuously. The vampire maid was pampered with massages and kind words, and then showed how to massage herself. Every favour she got, she was either taught how to reciprocate or she promised she would do so at a later ti.

Dead tired, exhausted from the sex and from the partying, John finally turned in for the night. Everyone present followed him in short order. Because of the circumstances, Claire was given the coveted position right next to him.

In the middle of an otherwise deep sleep, John woke up. Instinctively he opened his eyes, but he had his contacts removed. He did not need to see to really hear the tiny whimpers. “Imsohappyimsohappyim…” he heard the miserable cries of a woman who hadn’t slept in safety her entire life. Deeply, he embraced her, to provide silent solace.

As did the entire harem.