My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

The pair of us reached the commons in short order, and just as Faeyna had said, my daughter was waiting there. She had a long brown shaggy tail and two triangle ears on her head. She seemed like the inverse of her mother in many ways. Where Raissa had light hair and dark skin, her daughter had lighter skin and darker hair. The mother was tall and slim, where her daughter was shorter and more robust. Even though she was only sixteen, her breasts were already bigger than most of my girls, and they still had room to grow. However, she was just as beautiful as her mother and had none of the scars and trauma that had only faded on her mother after countless years.

The differences didn’t just come with appearance. Where Raissa was a quiet and submissive girl, her daughter had ended up the exact opposite. She was opinionated, feisty, and liked to be in control. She was my eldest child, and that had somehow made her think she was the alpha among all of my children. She wasn’t bossy or bullying, but she had an extreme exuberance and directness that the other girls couldn’t handle. However it worked, one way or another, a big sister always got her way.

“Sweetie…” I held out my hands.

“Daddy.” She smiled and threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly, smashing her chest against me.

I noticed her tail wildly swinging, and I frowned slightly. “You should calm down a bit. The last time you got excited, you wet my rug.”

“Daaaaad!” She put on a horrified look. “That was ten years ago!”

“Oh? Was it? But you’re still my sweet baby.” I went to kiss her cheek.

“Dad! Stop, you’re embarrassing me!” She cried, pushing me off of her.

“There is no one here! Can’t daddy have at least one little kiss?” I begged.

“Siti and Faeyna are watching!”

“So, daddy can’t kiss?” I gave her a pathetic, heartbroken glance.

I had long learned that I couldn’t just push her down like my girls. When she said no, she meant it. Instead, I had to appeal to her kindness and good nature, and then bend it to my own nefarious will!

“J-just one kiss…” She responded, a guilty expression on her face.

Whether Siti was paying attention and wanted to give her a hard time, or it was just a coincidence, she finished her spell and opened the portal. Several people arrived through the portal just in time to see me giving my daughter her birthday kiss. What’s a birthday kiss? If you’ve ever heard of birthday spankings and birthday suit… well it’s something like that. As for the appropriateness of it, it was good to be king.

“Mmm!” She let out a moan, her eyes darting to the side.

I took an elbow to the rib from my daughter before I let go. She wiped her wet mouth and then turned to the arrivals excitedly. It was none other than Eliana, dressed in a fine gown that even outstripped the birthday girl’s simple dress. Another beautiful woman who looked very much like a young version of Eliana stood next to her. They would like like a big sister and a little sister to anyone who didn’t know any better. Edward also came, a rich smile on his face.

“Greetings, my lord. It has been a while.” Eliana and her daughter made perfect curtsies.

“Eliana… haven’t I told you I don’t care about that stuffy etiquette.” I held out my hands, now come to daddy.”

“Y-you…” She blushed, but then ran over into my arms without a second thought.

While this was happening, my princess daughter spoke to the birthday girl with her nose up in the air. “I am pleased to greet big sister today, this day of her… ahhh!”

“Sister!” The birthday girl pounced on her sister who was only younger by a few weeks and then started licking her face excitedly.

“Stop… no! Not there! Please!” My daughter couldn’t maintain her snobbish ways when being licked this way and that by her big sister and was quickly cowed into submission.

She did to her little sister far worse than my birthday kiss, I should add.

While I was squeezing my wife’s butt and kissing her while my daughter reached second base with her sister, the portal fluttered again and another person walked in. I pulled away from Eliana to look at the unfamiliar face.

“Who is this?” I asked.

“Oh? This is a close friend I wanted you to meet.” Eliana declared.

I looked up an extremely beautiful woman with black hair and pale white skin. She smiled at me.

“Hello, you may call me Twilight. I’ve come for your soul.”