Our Continuing Days - Day 5, Part 6.2

"Oh, I haven't been minding time at all, have I? It's past eleven already." I thought while glancing at the clock, without necessarily giving my guest any rest. At that point in time, I needed a bit over six hours of sleep each night to keep up with my schedule, and Stag would at most heal me from an hour on this kind of occasion, meaning I would need to quiet down in time for us to have at least five hours worth of that. As my morning routine usually starts about thirty minutes before six o'clock, that meant I was recommended to give us a rest before the end of the twenty fifth hour, meaning we already had less than two hours left. "Perhaps my guest is already tired of doing me on my own. It might be time to call in the reinforcements." She had said she would go for as long as I liked, so long as it didn't get in the way of my sleep, but still, it would have been rude not to account for my guest to potentially grow bored. 

As a result, I had instructed some of my aids to stand by in case they were requested by me. Only ones who volunteered for this task, of course. As explained much earlier, using pressure or giving orders would never be allowed by Stag in this situation. My staff seemed to like me for the most part, though, so even if not all of them were offering themselves for this kind of role all of the time, none of them was so adverse to the idea they wouldn't accept the calls with some frequency. I wasn't really sure how much of that was caused by my appearance and how much of it was their impression of me, seeing as I was pretty confident they each saw me positively enough. Speaking of them, my first wave of reinforcements arrived shortly after I sent the request to them, and initially only contained one assistant, seeing as I had asked them to only keep three people up for that purpose that night, and that the reinforcements were to arrive in "waves". The first would have a single aid, and the second the two remaining. 

Soon after I gave the warning that aid arrived, wearing a version of their uniform that resembled nightwear. It was Lisdirclazien, the head of my personal royal hands. Stag was the one who did most of the actual leading, of course, but as almost nothing about Court Watchers is public knowledge it wouldn't make much sense to keep an official position tied to one. Lisdzien in particular is the royal hand I was most familiar with in parts because she was the one with whom I practiced the sexual protocol I at times follow. In a sense, this means she is the only person who shared in pleasure with me before I was an expert at playing my role through it. 

—Good evening, girl. I believe we've seen each other in the corridors and during dinner at some point? Whatever the case, I ask that you feel no need to follow your usual procedure now, if you really wish to join us. — After the knock on the door and Lisdzien's entrance, Nalfimiria spoke. We hadn't stoped fucking, by the way. 

—I am aware, sister. I'm joining you two voluntarily, if you wish to hear any confirmation, as will the two others. If anything, your position makes this night sound far more appealing than invitations from most other guests we received. — As she answered, she stepped closer to our bed. Seeing as Nalfimiria could talk so calmly at that point, that motivated me all the more while I continued kissing and touching her as our third friend approached. 

—Lisdzien! Why spoil the surprise for the others? — I stopped for a second to complain, though. As much as I brought up the reinforcements with Nalfimiria, I had no intention of giving her a number. 

—Your Highness, please, a fit won't improve your image now, even as affected as you are. Speaking of that, would you both mind if I skipped out on some of the stimulants? I am afraid keeping a professional smile might be hard if I'm as drunk on this as you appear to be. — After reaching the side of the bed, she put a hand on top of my head as if to scold me, while I still refused to catch a breath. Seeing this, Lisdirclazien picked some of the fruits that still remained and fed me a bit. 

—I do! You all don't get to let loose very often, and this is as much of a chance as any. Nalfimiria won't care about the results, I'm sure. 

—Right. A professional smile sounds like a negative, to be blunt. Just relax and try to do this normally, if either of you were even taught that. 

—I'll try my best, then. Your Highness, sister Nalfimiria, I am in your hands. — While saying so, she removed the shoes she had on before sitting in bed and heading towards us. That bed was more than large enough for the three of us, and it likely would remain the same once the numbers got up to five. 

At any rate, the pacing of the sex might have needed to adapt a bit after Lisdzien's introduction, but it mostly continued in a similar way as to what had been happening before. This didn't necessarily affect the interactions between Nalfimiria and me much, just that an extra pair of hands got involved. Of course, I also worked to instruct both of my partners into each other's preferences, yet since I was involved between them this process was far quicker than it had been when the two of us were getting started. Other than the fact more hands got involved, there is also the fact that since the three of us had been partially sharing sensations due to one of the spell vessels in use, meaning the addition of another friend in the process made things a bit crazier. Not that they hadn't been up to that point, as all the repetition on this point might have made plenty explicit. As I mentioned, something about the artifacts Nalfimiria had been putting to use was making it so things only got more exciting as they proceeded, a factor easily observable in the sister's own attitude, who by that point had gradually abandoned any resemblance of composure. Even as adventurous as I can be with my choices, the magic and things she used made it way more intense than I was used to. And no, that definitely wasn't a complaint. 

On that topic, I was also happy to see how quickly Lisdzien got into things. She usually had a hard time going too casual in that kind of situation. Which made sense, as it was technically part of her job. The same applied to me in a way, though unlike me, she could be fired from her role. Not that her abilities during sex would affect her position on it though, of course. And since she typically would offer herself to help me with a guest whenever I found some interest in fucking someone regardless of whether or not she had that much of a good perspective on the subject. She said she would do that out of joy for assisting, despite my attempts at defusing the idea plenty of times, thus I was happy to see her getting along with Nalfimiria this well. "I guess I could ask her to have some rounds through the other Royal Aids as well, later on. I'm gonna be bothering her for sex pretty frequently either way, might as well have orgies like this more often as well. From the start the next few times too, maybe." I took that into consideration while we kept at it. 

After some time spent for the two of them to get used to each other, we called in the remaining reinforcements for the night, as I considered to myself how many of my aids I could call to an orgy in a future occasion. Lisdirclazien instructed these two of Nalfimiria's preferences through magic, before they knocked on the door and were greeted in a similar manner to Lisdzien herself. Those two were around my age, one twenty the other eighteen, and were called Rudrennun and Lirklamin, a guy and a girl in this case, being the older one the woman. Man did provide some variety, even if they were strictly more boring from my perspective. Or rather, there were more traits unique to women, and substituting theirs through magic was far harder. 

Creating a dick through conjuration or a vessel that can substitute the role of one is as simple as lying to a blinded person compared to doing the same to a cunt, and overall the differences in sensitivity made men more dull as a whole as far as I was concerned. Technically the same implements used to make a "Trial Dick"* function could easily be applied to breasts, but without a layer of illusions masking them as real it wouldn't be as fun. I'm only not bothered by the appearance of those things so long as they're inside my vagina, not in front of my face, after all. Then again, restrictions are a kind of variety, and even if my preferences didn't lean too far into either sex, there is also the distinction in appearance to take into account, of course. 

(*The name offered to the creation by Kalfisnar, its inventor. —For when the barriers created by birth sex collapse, the world shall grow closer to one where all may experience their life by their wishes, with respect to all else's. — The original quote was used in a very different situation, though it is said Kalfisnar recycled it for the purpose of presenting her creation. The context radically changes the meaning of the sentence, doesn't it?) 

That, and in general there were less guys working as Royal Aids to begin with, so they were a bit rarer around me. Since I was the heir to a matriarchy, most of the positions for my assistants had some preference for women, as for the most part only the female Royal Aids ever made public appearances alongside my family as a means of keeping up with those expectations in some ways. Maintaining that situation was also part of the reason why my family had specifically requested to mostly work with female Court Watchers to the Great Sisters. At its start, the point of choosing a matriarchy in my family line instead of a neutral lineage was a method of trying to declare publicly our devotion to the Greater Ones' beliefs, something that was effective at raising support back then. The Greater Aspects shared the visage of women, so having leaders more similar to them was a means of demonstrating interest in walking closely to their light. As the Court Watchers were both the symbol and strongest tools offered as a result of our alliance, having ours only be female aided in fulfilling that initial promise. 

In either case, once inside the room, the two of them asked how they should partake in the group sex initially. I figured Nalfimiria wouldn't have been pleased with ordering them around much, especially since their introduction to the scene felt far more rigid than Lisdirclazien's, but after I tossed that responsibility onto her, she suggested each of the new partners focus initially on one of the current members of our little sex party, before conjuring a coin and throwing it twice to decide the allocation of our reinforcements. Rudrennun got assigned to Nalfimiria, and Lirklamin to Lisdzien, meaning they would mostly keep only to their side hands to me at that point. The two asked if I was fine with that, seeing as pleasing me and the guest likely had bigger priority in their eyes than their coworker, but it's not like that would have kept me from interfering from my side of things. Besides, as we were each sharing parts of our feelings of pleasure, there was no real way to be out of this equation. Also, since a man officially had just got involved, the human girls in the group and him each put their contraceptive band on at that point, of course, as well as share around other magical items Nalfimiria had been distributing. 

From there, we continued. Be it simply the greater push resulting from even more people sharing their sensations or the variety added to sex by a larger number of participants, I felt like the next hours passed by all the quicker than the previous ones. Ultimately, the hints I had for how much time was passing mostly came down to the fact that I was already beginning to suffer from a bit of infusing fatigue, despite only using magic to boost my own stamina. Which is to say, though the orgy we had lasted almost three hours, it didn't feel like it was long since it started that Lisdirclazien pointed out we were reaching my time limit, at around 00:20. And while I wasn't happy about quitting it, I didn't resist the interruption to our fun, which was finished by the time we got to 00:30. As fun as the night had been, if sleep deprivation got in the way of my work the next day, that might affect my schedule slightly, which would have made it harder to find enough time for another meeting like that. 

Before I was officially put to bed, which in this context also likely meant the process of putting me to sleep would be sped up by spellcasting, I managed to convince Lisdzien to sleep in my room that night. I didn't always get her company or that of anyone else, though even if Nalfimiria already would be sticking around, I still enjoyed spending the night with that aid in particular. At first, she was resistant to the idea, seeing as there was a guest with me, though Nalfimiria actually intervened in favor of the plan, something that helped make her accept it. More than likely, the sister did so because she planned on having a small talk about me with Lisdirclazien once I fell asleep, since she was one of the aids specifically designated to me that had been around me for the longest, yet I didn't mind. If anything, it gave me an additional motive to be a bit selfish. Not like their chat would get in the way of my sleep regardless. When I was put to sleep late, Stag was usually the one doing it, so there would be no delay to my rest, and I hardly doubted those two would be talking loudly enough to bother me. 

In order to make this easier too, I asked Lisdzien to lay near the middle of the bed, while I slept to her left and Nalfimiria had a bit more space to the right side of the bed. As I've said before, fitting three people in that bed was really easy, hence despite giving Nalfimiria almost half of it, there was still ample space for the two of us. I stuck really close to Lisdzien, however. Sometimes sleeping near people I cared about made me feel more comfortable during it. With that confort on my mind as the lights were turned off, I felt my consciousness quickly losing its place, as my eyelids grew heavier by the instant. I thought I heard a little bit of the conversation between them as slumber's grasp grew more intense, but I brushed it off. I didn't need to hear any of it to figure out what it was about, neither then nor now. 

As a trained soul mender, Nalfimiria likely had been keeping track of any worrying tendency of mine she might have heard of from Stag over that night. And when she asked one of the human aides around me to speak, her goal was likely to figure out from their perspective what interacting with me felt like, as well as how I worked alongside my assistants. Not that she had no access to that information through Stag, seeing as the Court Watcher responsible for me, she more or less observed every waking moment of my life. The goal was likely to aid in reaching her conclusions by hearing the observations from a different point of view. Not that you'll hear from that conversation outside of my theories now, either way. As much as these sections of mine appear to spite on the concept of a mystery, Nalfimiria herself is the one mysterious figure who we won't elaborate on deeply from the start, so shifting to her perspective now might ruin that point. 

This talk aside, as I had officially fallen asleep past that point, and all my fellow writers would have done the same at least an hour before, this will mark the end of the reports for that day. Perhaps not so odd a choice to you all, seeing as having me close out days has been quite a frequent trend so far, has it not? However, worry not dear reader, for in the next day in the narrative, a surprise I shall bring to you each. Regardless, I thank you for the patience and time you have devoted to this story, and until my words are next required, remain well.