My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

“It’s an emergency!” Pait burst into the room. “King Deek, it’s an emergency.”

I glanced down at him, raising an eyebrow. “What is it?”

“It’s your daughter’s sixteenth birthday! Her present has gone missing!” He responded, and then finally noticing me lying casually in bed with several naked women, he finally had the good sense to look away.

I frowned slightly. “What are you saying? How can a dungeon go missing?”

“Well, didn’t you say you wanted her to be able to take it wherever she went? You’re the one that put it into a gem that can easily be lost.”

“That’s right…” I began to recall the situation. “Although easily losing something with the power of a soul world…”

Since my little girl only grew up to be sixteen once, I wanted her birthday to be especially special. That’s why I went all out. In the end, I had created a soul dungeon and attached it to a gem. Inside the world was her little paradise. It included a garden of food, a large palace, and even a tropical beach. After years of adventuring, I had become very attuned to just what a young adventurer needed. Whenever my daughter was feeling overwhelmed, or just wanted to relax, she could slip into her own little dungeon and do as she wanted.

Swimming, hunting, and horseback riding were all available. I had populated it with comical and harmless monsters, many of them quite tasty. It wasn’t just a place for her to relax, but a lifeline if things became desperate. She could live the rest of her life in that soul dungeon. As long as there was enough mana around to keep powering it, it’d be her place of safety. I swatted Lydia and Raissa’s behinds. Both girls let out cute moans, but they didn’t roll off of me.

“I have to go attend my daughter.”

“Can’t it wait?” I want another round.” Lydia begged, her tail wrapping around my leg light she had no intention of letting go.

“Raissa, can you talk some sense into her.”

“A-actually…” Her tail began to wag slightly. “I’d like to spend more time with my man too.”

“She’s your daughter!” I flicked her forehead.

“Ahh! Daughter will understand that mommy has needs too!” She crying, rubbing her head with an adorable face.

“If you girls won’t move, then I’ll just have to motivate you!”

I grabbed them both, rolling over and pinning them to the bed. They let out cries of protest, but they were helpless under me. I gave each of them a wet kiss, sucking on their necks until big hickies formed. I absolutely wouldn’t be healing them. The girls cried and struggled as they realized their flawless skin was being blemished by me, but I didn’t stop until even Raissa’s dark skin was covered in naughty bruises.

“Master is so mean!” Lydia cried.

“How can I got to my daughter’s party looking like this!” Raissa pouted.

“Maybe you two will learn your lesson and not be so willful next time.” I chuckled, giving them each a kiss before finally pulling off of them.

With a wave of my hand, a suit befitting a king appeared over me. I finally reached Pait, who was distinctly looking away.

“We should get a move on.” He responded wryly.

I chuckled. “What’s the rush?”

“You do realize you’re currently dying, right?” Pait wore a strange expression.

“Hmm?”

“Nothing, we should go.”