*End*

Hashirama lay in bed, his muscular body taking up considerable space. Gloriosa and Lysandra, their naked bodies sweaty and gleaming after a threesome that had lasted all day, were nestled against him, each with one of Hashirama's arms between their breasts.

The room was filled with the intense aroma of sex and the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains.

Gloriosa turned to Hashirama, her eyes still burning with desire. "Lord Hashirama..." she began, her voice a sensual whisper, "...I have a proposal for you... I want you to become the patron saint of Amazon Lily. Your strength, your power, is exactly what our island needs."

Hashirama chuckled softly and shook his head. "I'm not interested in titles or responsibilities, Gloriosa. I'm here for pleasure, nothing more."

Undeterred, Gloriosa pressed her body against his, her ample breasts with hard nipples rubbing against his chest. "Please, Lord," she whispered, her hot breath against his ear, "Do this for me, for us. Imagine the power you would wield, the pleasure you would obtain."

Lysandra, who had been silent, spoke with a voice trembling with respect and fear. "Please, Lord Hashirama. We need you. I... need you." She hesitated, then leaned in to press her lips against his nipple, her tongue darting out to taste it.

Hashirama's eyes flickered with interest, but he remained firm. "...I'm not interested."

Seeing his determination, Gloriosa decided to take a more direct approach. She began rubbing her body against his, her hands roaming his chiseled torso, down to his veiny, erect penis. "What if I told you that if you accept, all future Empresses of Amazon Lily would be yours? Your personal slaves."

Lysandra's eyes widened in surprise at Gloriosa's bold statement. She looked at her Empress with a mix of astonishment. "Empress Gloriosa, do you mean...?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Gloriosa turned her gaze to Lysandra, changing her expression 360 degrees, with severity, she said. "Yes, Lysandra. Hashirama would own the island, and every empress would be under his command." Then she addressed her subordinate with a cold, murderous tone: "Remember, this conversation must not be disclosed. If you betray this trust, your head will adorn a stake at the entrance to the coliseum."

With evident fear, Lysandra's heart pounded in her chest. "Y-Yes, Empress. I understand," she stammered.

Gloriosa's demeanor softened slightly. "Good. Now, show our lord your loyalty."

Trembling, Lysandra pressed more urgently against Hashirama, her breasts pushing against his side, her hands exploring his muscular body with fervor. "Lord Hashirama..." she breathed, "...let me demonstrate my loyalty to you. Let me show you how much I desire to serve you."

Hashirama's interest was piqued by the combined efforts of both women. Gloriosa's hands moved to his throbbing penis, stroking it with recently gained expertise, while Lysandra kissed her way down his chest, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of wet heat on his skin.

Gloriosa whispered in his ear: "Imagine, Lord Hashirama. All the empresses of Amazon Lily, devoted to you. Every desire fulfilled, every command obeyed." She bit his earlobe, her breath sending chills down his spine.

Lysandra, emboldened by Gloriosa's words, wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking gently before taking him deeper into her mouth. Her eyes closed in concentration, her tongue swirling around his glans.

Hashirama groaned, the combined sensations overwhelming his senses. He looked at Gloriosa, who watched him with a seductive smile, her hand still along his length. "You drive a hard bargain, empress," he murmured, his voice strained with pleasure.

Gloriosa's smile widened. "Then accept our offer and let us serve you fully," she purred, moving her free hand to caress his balls, squeezing and massaging them gently.

Lysandra, encouraged by Hashirama's reactions, increased her pace, her mouth moving faster, and her hands working the base of his length. She moaned around him, the vibrations enhancing his pleasure.

Hashirama's resistance crumbled under the combined assault. "Alright," he growled, "I'll do it. But remember, you both belong to me now." His hands moved to grasp the heads of Gloriosa and Lysandra, guiding them with firm authority.

Gloriosa's eyes shone with happiness as she leaned in to kiss him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth with a fervor that matched Lysandra's movements below. "Thank you, Lord Hashirama," she murmured against his lips, "You won't regret your decision."

Lysandra, her mouth still working his length, looked up at him with adoration, her eyes full of submission and lust. She redoubled her efforts, determined to show her appreciation and devotion.

Hashirama's climax was inevitable, the combined efforts of the two women driving him to the edge. With a low growl, he released a massive load into the sucking machine that was Lysandra's mouth, her lips, and tongue working to catch every drop, not wasting a single bit.

As they all lay back, breathless and satisfied, Hashirama looked at the two women with a possessive gleam in his eyes. "We have much to discuss..." he said, a malicious smile on his lips. "But for now, let's enjoy another round."

Gloriosa and Lysandra exchanged a look.

The night was far from over, and they intended to make the most of it.

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End of Flashback

The memory of his past slowly faded from his mind, leaving Hashirama back in his room, where Morgans and King were watching him attentively.

Morgans, with his pen ready, raised an eyebrow. "Everything alright, Lord Hashirama? You seemed... lost in your thoughts."

King, with his usual serious demeanor, nodded. "You were smiling. A pleasant memory, perhaps?"

Hashirama blinked, returning to reality. He cleared his throat and settled back on the sofa. "Something like that," he said, with an enigmatic smile. "Just a little trip down memory lane."

"Something you'd like to share with us?" Morgans asked, eager for a new scoop.

Hashirama straightened up, interlacing his fingers. "Maybe another time. Now, where were we?"

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