Vapor Palace.
Back in the day, it was called “Secret Hot Springs,” but gradually it stopped being all that secret, and too many dragons wanted to serve me, plus the whole complex had become quite impressive, so I had no choice but to rename it.
Even from the perspective of dragons like Lila and Bows, who’ve visited several dragon palaces, this one apparently ranks as pretty respectable.
For dragons who don’t prioritize creation, a place to settle down is enough—dragon palaces are generally just “hideouts” in reality. Only when a Dragon Rider demands a grand structure or they seize an existing castle under some circumstances do they bother calling it a palace.
The words and the reality are kind of mismatched, but since other races were the ones who originally called it a palace, well, that’s probably just how it is.
…So, I guess this one was built because I wanted it? Though I only directly instructed them to make something small—a modest resort, really.
Anyway.
The palace consists of several large buildings: dormitories for female slaves and guests (though only those who can ignore or accommodate the naked folk inside), a dining hall, my invention workshop, a small indoor stage for entertainment—over ten structures connected by roofs.
I worried it might collapse under heavy snow once, but they used a Northern Forest secret technique that withstands five meters of snow without flinching. I don’t know how it works myself, but it survived every winter without issue since then, so I stopped worrying.
Since completion, all dragon arrivals and departures have been restricted to the palace landing pad (we had a close call once when monsters swarmed us while taking off from a snowfield). It gets hectic then, but otherwise… well, basically, this palace is filled with over a hundred beautiful women wandering around naked or nearly so.
So yeah, for me, it’s honestly the best world ever.
Female slaves, dragons, the girls from the cat colony, the whores from Cosmos-san’s place, and the maid squad—every last one of them has no intention of hiding their nudity from me, let alone mind being touched or even violated on a whim.
What used to be secret affairs in the magic prison are now completely normal, and as the female slaves wished, I spend more time with my dick wrapped in someone’s mucous membranes than not.
I can’t exactly brag about it in front of the kids, but I’m perfectly happy with this life.
Beautiful women who’ll let me get as much action as I want—what’s better than that?
Dragons, elves, dark elves all flaunt their nakedness, letting me gawk at their tits and cunts as much as I please. No one stops me, no matter how depraved I get, and the holy spring helps me recover from even the wildest nights.
It’s completely my paradise.
…Well, I still restrain myself a bit because of the kids, but since they expect it, I have to deliver.
…So.
“Good morning."
"Good morning, Master."
"Good mornin’!”
As I woke up in one of the dormitory rooms after spending the night with the female slaves, two Onyx dark elf maids—perfect in their manners despite the contrast in tone—greeted me while swinging their dicks. The only indication they were maids was a headpiece; otherwise, they were completely naked. Both had plump, jiggly tits.
By the way, I haven’t memorized their names yet.
The maids don’t seem to mind my lack of personal identification—calling them “Maids over there” doesn’t bother them at all.
Maybe it’s part of their kink—“to be toyed with by Master as maids”—I thought, before grabbing both of their tits without warning.
“Uhn…"
"Aww, you want a titjob?"
"Nah, just felt like mashing them. Nice titties. Wash me in these before I hit the hot springs."
"Y-yes!"
"It shall be our pleasure!”
The bright-haired ponytail maid and the dark-haired short-cut maid—both didn’t even try to shake off my hands on their tits, instead gently cupping them as they eagerly agreed to my depraved requests.
“While I’m at it, can I request a vaginal alarm clock?"
"Yesss!”
“Understood.”
Both of them showed no resistance to the morning’s naked greeting or the sex service that followed. All the maids in this group are like this. Even virgins, so sometimes I end up realizing after penetration that they’re still virgins and get a shock.
“You two are really well-trained… more like, your kinks are perfectly aligned."
"I love my master who doesn’t flinch even when dozens of horny maid fantasies descend upon him, and screws them all before sending them home!"
"Same here, I deeply respect that."
"So you understand how troublesome your own perversion is… but there must be plenty of people who’d hire these girls left and right."
"Well, yeah, there are some nouveau riche types like that. But they’re fine at first—until they find out about our libido and other… details, then they dump us. Some guys just want to play harmless pranks on their maids, but when it comes to actual sex, they freak out."
"If you want sex, buy a prostitute—that’s what some people say. Married men especially shouldn’t waste shots on their maids, or it’ll cause discord.”
…A dreamless existence. Or maybe the opposite?
But yeah, that’s probably how it is. You can’t exactly bang them that many times.
I mean, leaving aside guys like me who don’t even know if we’re working or what, normal working men can’t just be screwing horny maids all day.
“So, we love our masters who’ll keep banging us even knowing we’re super perverted!"
"We’ll serve you with all our heart…♪”
The lustful maids, their voluptuous chests and asses practically overflowing with depravity, flushed at the anticipation of debauchery.
I gave their hands another shake to ensure they were properly restrained, smiled at the contrasting feel of their breasts, and led them toward the bathhouse.
After washing away sweat and grime in the bathhouse, things got even more fun—maid festival day!
The Onyx maids work voluntarily throughout the palace: cleaning, helping with cooking, running errands for other guests.
I like to think it’s a kind of training disguised as a vacation, but there’s also the suspicion that their kinks are the real reason—they want us to grope them while they’re working.
Anyway.
“Hey.”
I approached one of the dark elf maids who was cleaning in the hallway and gave her bare ass a pat—nothing hidden there.
No, not just a pat—I immediately started groping… my fingers were about to slip into that valley.
“My master…♪"
"Sorry for bothering you while you’re cleaning, but… could you come here for a sec?"
"Y-yes…♪”
The naked maid blushed and followed me.
She didn’t seem surprised by the sudden butt grab… or rather, how could a dark elf with such sharp hearing not notice my footsteps?
Then I spotted another dark elf maid nearby and offered her the same deal.
“You too. I need you."
"U-um… is it now…?"
"If you’re busy, we can do it later."
"…I’ll be right there♪”
I repeated this a few times, gathering about ten maids in total, then had them line up against the wall with their hands pressed to it.
“Perfect. Time for maid punishment festival!”
I smirked, reveling in the sight of their asses from end to end. Of course, I was doing it while my hard-on bounced around, so I looked like a complete idiot.
The maids were eight dark elves, with the remaining two being human and elf. The human was that new girl from before—the half-orc.
The elf… she’s from the Sakura clan, but after working as a maid at the Baron’s estate and living here, she’d gotten way too chummy with the Onyx Maidens, acting like one of them now.
They love it when I play pranks on them, so I end up mixing her in too.
“Alright, time to start doling out punishment from the first one."
"W-what’s the justification for this punishment?"
"Huh…?”
I figured anything would do, but they seemed pretty particular about it.
”You gotta be strict about these things."
"Getting bred while begging for forgiveness is the classic way, y’know—"
"And if you get knocked up, you can tell the kid why!”
Wait. Is she serious?
Is she gonna tell her kids, “Your mom worked as a slutty maid in a naked palace and got impregnated as punishment”?
“I’m overthinking this."
"But it’s important.”
The maids stared at me intently.
Yeah, they’re definitely a pervy bunch, I thought, feeling a little shiver.
”H-How about… punishment for wagging your slutty ass at the Master…”
Well, I’ve confirmed this a million times, but I’m not officially their master.
Their master is Carlos or the Baron. And showing off their slutty asses while working isn’t exactly standard protocol.
But…
”O-okay, fine then…♪"
"If the Master sees us, we’ll get rejected… so, wet and ready butts for him!♪”
They seemed satisfied.
”Alright… then, punishment time! You wicked maids!”
I grabbed the first tanned ass and plunged my cock inside while spouting nonsense.
Her voice dripped with pleasure as she apologized, squirming.
”A-ah…♪ S-sorry…♪ P-please forgive me…♪ I’m a maid who wiggles her plump butt to get fucked by the Master, so please forgive meee!♪”
Did she want forgiveness? Or something else? Did she want me to stop, or did she want to be ravaged?
Her apology sex was utterly unreadable—her voice, her words, the way she thrust her hips—all of it.
Enjoying the rhythm, I shoved a finger into the next ass over.
Next up was the white Sakura elf’s ass. Not even a female slave, but completely under my spell, enjoying being my fleshpot.
”I’m gonna give you two rounds of punishment… so get your apology cunts nice and wet while you wait, you useless maids!”
“Y-yes…♪”
The line of naked maids, asses out, replied in unison.
…And then, I double-take.
Something about that weirdly low butt mixed in feels off.
Did I really invite such a small kid?
“I apologize for entering without being invited."
"Come on, you know better, right? I don’t just mix with twelve-year-olds like that… or rather, didn’t you say you weren’t gonna go all the way with Kei-chan?"
"I’ll work something out."
"No, stop groveling! Why would you want to get screwed by your dad in a mess like this?!"
"…Is it punishment for showing my daughter a perverted dick?"
"Punishment!?”
The mysterious maid, Kei-chan, presses her forehead to the ground while throwing me off with her evasive answers.
…After some back-and-forth, the other maids stepped in, and this time I only participated in the cleanup blowjob.
”…Daddy’s cum tastes good."
"You only say ‘daddy’ when it’s convenient…”
This girl’s gonna be a tough one to deal with.