Vapor Palace.
　It used to be called Secret Hot Springs, but it gradually lost its secrecy and became a place where too many dragons gathered who wanted to serve me. It also grew into quite an impressive building complex, so I had no choice but to rename it.
　Even among dragons like Rila and Bauz who have visited numerous dragon palaces, this one is apparently considered pretty decent as a palace.
　For dragons that don't prioritize creation, a place where they can settle down for a while is good enough for them, so most dragon palaces are more akin to "hidden villages" in reality. A grand building complex like this would only be called a palace if it was built at the request of a dragon rider or seized by some circumstances.
　It seems there's a disconnect between the name and its actual nature, but since the term "palace" originated from other races, I guess that's just how it is.
　...Well, I suppose this one would be considered something I requested to build. But I only directly instructed them to make a small-scale resort facility.

Anyway.
　The palace consists of several large buildings. There are dormitories for slave girls and guests (though only those who can ignore or cater to the naked tribes within), dining halls, my invention workshop, and an indoor stage for entertainment. Over ten structures are connected by roofs, making up this complex.
　I was worried about whether it would collapse under heavy snowfall in winter, but it's built with a secret method from the Northern Forest that can withstand five meters of snow without budging. I don't know what kind of technology it is, but since it has survived any amount of snow until spring without issue, I haven't been worried about it since then.

Since the dragon landings and takeoffs were restricted to the palace's designated area (once, a monster had approached when they tried landing in an open snowy field), things got a bit hectic at those times. But on other days, this place was basically home to over a hundred beautiful women walking around naked or nearly so. Well, whatever you say, it’s still my ideal world.

Slave girls, dragons, the cat colony girls, Cosmo's prostitutes, and the maid group—everyone is fine with being completely nude in front of me, even if I touch them randomly or fuck them without permission.

What used to be secret events inside a barrier prison are now everyday occurrences. And as the slave girls wished for, my dick spends more time inside someone’s mucous membranes than out.

I can’t really boast about it around the kids, but I have no complaints about this lifestyle at all. Beautiful women who let me do whatever perverted things I want to them—what could be better?

Dragons, elves, and dark elves alike show off their naked bodies; I can look at and touch their breasts and pussies as much as I like without anyone interfering. And thanks to the spirit spring, even a bit of overindulgence is fine.

It’s completely my personal paradise.

…Well, that said, I do try not to go too far in front of the kids’ eyes. But since they expect me to, I can’t just ignore it.

So then.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Master.”

“Good morning!”

As I woke up and walked out of the room where I had spent the night with my female slaves, swinging my cock around, two dark elf maids greeted me with a perfect mix of formal and informal manners. They were completely naked except for their headbands that marked them as maids. Both of them had nice bouncing breasts.

By the way, I still didn’t know their names.

The maids seemed to be fine with my lack of personal recognition; they never minded being called “maid” or anything equally casual.

Thinking it might just be part of their desire to be played with by me as a maid, I suddenly grabbed both of them by the breasts without any warning.

“Mm...”

“Oh, you want some breast squeezing?”

“Nope, I just felt like grabbing them. Nice tits. Wash yourself in the hot spring.”

“Hi there~♪”

“I’ll take care of you.”

A cheerful maid with silver ponytail and a stern one with black short hair. Neither of them even flinched when I grabbed their breasts; instead, they held my hand gently while agreeing to my outrageous request.

“And can I get an extra wake-up pussy service?”

“Yay~♪”

“As you wish.”

Both of them didn’t show any resistance from undressing me fully to servicing me first thing in the morning. All the maids are like this. Even virgins, so sometimes they’re surprised when I realize their hymen is still intact.

“You guys really take good care of yourself… or rather, it’s more like your education and sexual preferences have been unified.”

“I love my master who doesn’t flinch even if dozens of lecherous maid fantasies come knocking at the door. He fucks them all until they leave~♪”

“I concur, I admire that.”

“You understand your own sexual inclinations are problematic… but there must be plenty of people who’d want to hire such girls despite it all.”

“Yeah, there’s definitely some nouveau riche out there like that. They’re fine at first, but once they find out about our desires and everything else, they dump us. People might sometimes want to tease maids a bit, but when faced with actual sexual desire, they get scared off.”

“If you want sex, buy a prostitute; maids are supposed to do their maid work,” is what people often say. And of course, married men would only cause trouble if they wasted their energy on maids.

…It’s a rather bleak scenario. Or should I say it has its own kind of dream?

But maybe that’s just how it is… A normal guy can’t handle too many rounds anyway.

I don’t know whether I’m working or not, but for the average working man, he probably wouldn’t be able to focus solely on a lustful maid.

“So we understand you as perverted maids and love our masters who’ll screw us senseless♪”

“We’ll serve you with all our hearts…♪”

The变态maids, whose voluptuous bodies were filled with lecherous desires, their chests and butts bursting with power, colored their voices anew in anticipation of more licentious acts.

I wiggled my hands, which were firmly held, and smiled at the contrast of their different breast flesh as I headed to the bathhouse with them.

After sweating it out in the bathhouse, things get so heated that we have a maid festival day. The Onyx maids are working autonomously throughout the palace—cleaning, helping out with cooking, doing chores for other guests. While I’d like to think this is part of their training during vacation, there’s suspicion that it stems from their fetish for having their work interrupted.

Anyway,

“Hello.”

I approached one of the dark elf maids cleaning in the hallway and stroked her unhidden butt. No, not just stroking—soon enough my hands were kneading it…my fingers sneaking into her crack.

“My lord...♪”

“I’m sorry to interrupt you while you’re working...but could you come here for a moment?”

“Y-Yes…♪”

The naked maid blushed and followed my orders. She wasn’t surprised when I suddenly touched her butt… or rather, a dark elf with good hearing like hers couldn’t have missed the sound of my footsteps.

I then approached another dark elf maid nearby and invited her to join in as well.

“Come here too. There’s something I need you for.”

“A-About that… right away?”

“If you’re busy we can do it some other time.”

“…I’ll come right away, sir♪”

I repeated this process until about ten maids were gathered together and lined up against the wall in the hallway.

“Perfect. It’s going to be a maid punishment festival.”

I was grinning as I gazed at their butts from side to side, thoroughly enjoying myself. Of course, my hard cock was jumping up and down while I said this, so I didn’t look very dignified.

All eight maids were dark elves. The remaining two were human and elf. The human one was the new recruit with ogre blood in her veins.

The elf… she belonged to the cherry clan of elves, but after working as a maid at Baron’s Manor and living here for some time, she had become too friendly with the Onyx Maid Brigade and started acting like one of them.

They were so playful that I couldn’t help but mix them up sometimes. They seemed to really enjoy it.

“Then let me start punishing you from the beginning.”

“What… what is the reason for this punishment?”

“Oh…”

I thought any excuse would do, but apparently they didn’t think so.

“You have to be serious about this.”

“And getting impregnated while asking for forgiveness is the standard way of doing things.”

“So if I got you pregnant, at least we could explain it to the child.”

Wait. Do you actually plan on telling them?

You want to tell your kid that you were impregnated as punishment for working as a slutty maid in the nude palace, right?

“I’ve been thinking about this…”

“But it’s important…”

The maids stare at me intently.

I can’t help but shudder slightly. They really are a bunch of perverts, aren’t they?

“Maybe I could say it was punishment for facing my ass towards you while working…”

Well, to be fair, I’m not officially your master. Your actual masters would either be Carlos or the baron, and we don’t normally work with our asses exposed in an official setting anyway.

But.

“Then, there’s nothing to be done about it…♪”

“You’ll reject me when you see me…so my wet pussy and ass are all for you♪”

They seemed satisfied with that.

“Alright…then I’ll punish you again! You naughty maid!”

I grabbed the first brown butt and thrust into her while saying something unreasonable.

The maid, in a voice filled with joy, apologized and moaned,

“Ahh…♪ I’m sorry…please forgive me…♪ Please forgive this maid who’s shaking her plump ass for your pleasure♪”

Whether she wants forgiveness or not, whether she wants me to stop or continue fucking her hard—

I couldn’t tell from her voice, words, or the way she was thrusting her hips. It was a confusing apology sex session with the maid.

He enjoyed himself while inserting his fingers into the ass next to him.
The one beside him was Sakura Maid’s white butt. Even though she wasn’t a slave, she had been thoroughly influenced and was enjoying being made into my toilet. "I’m going to give you two rounds of punishment… So wet your apology pussy and wait for me, you useless maids!"
"Yes…" The naked maids lined up with their butts sticking out all replied.
...And then he looked again.
There seemed to be a strangely low butt mixed in there.
Had he invited such a small child?

"I apologize for entering without an invitation."

"Of course I know? You don’t just mix in 12-year-olds casually… And didn’t you say you weren’t going to have sex with Kay-chan last time?"

“Please stop that.”

“No, no kneeling! Why would you want to be raped by your father in the confusion anyway?!”

“…Is it because I showed you my naughty little penis?”

“My naughty little penis?!!”

The mysterious maid, Kay-chan, was trying to confuse me with her feigned innocence as she continued to press down on me.

After some back and forth, the other maids intervened again and this time I only had to give a blowjob.

“…Daddy’s cum is delicious.”

“You say that at times like these…”

I have a feeling this girl could be an even tougher opponent.

Vapor Palace.

In the old days, I used to call it the Secret Hot Spring, but I was forced to rename it as it gradually ceased to be a secret, as far too many dragons began gathering with a desire to serve me, and the complex itself grew quite magnificent.
Even to dragons who have visited numerous other dragon palaces, such as Lyra or Bows, this place is considered a rather grand example of a palace.
For dragons who don't prioritize architectural grandeur, as long as they have a place where they can settle down, a dragon palace is typically more of a "hidden village" in reality. It is said that naming a place a "palace" with impressive architecture is usually reserved for cases where a Dragon Rider commissioned it to be built, or when someone has taken over an existing castle due to some particular circumstance.
The terminology and the reality are somewhat disconnected, but since they say it was the other races who originally called it a "palress," I suppose that's just how it is.
...I suppose, in a sense, I am the one who had it built to this scale. Though my direct instructions were only for something more modest, like a small retreat.

Now then.
The palace is composed of several large structures.
There are over ten buildings connected by rooftops, including lodgings for the female slaves and guests (though only those who can either ignore or play along with the naked residents of the palace), a dining hall, my invention workshop, and a small indoor stage for entertainment.
I once worried whether the heavy winter snow would crush them, but the construction utilizes a secret method from the Northern Forest that remains unshaken even under five meters of snow. Personally, I have no idea what that technique actually is, but since the structures have survived every heavy snowfall unscathed until spring, I haven't worried about it since.
Since its completion, I have restricted dragon arrivals and departures to the palace's internal landing site (once, a monster wandered over because they were landing in a nearby snowy plain, which caused a bit of a panic). While it gets a little hectic during those times, on all other days, this palace is a place where over a hundred women in their prime roam around naked or near-naked... well, for lack of a better word, to me, it is quite simply the greatest world imaginable.
The female slaves, the dragons, the girls from the cat colony, the prostitutes from Ms. Cosmos's place, and the maid corps.
A world where none of them have any intention of hiding themselves even if seen completely naked by me; a world where it is perfectly fine to be touched or taken on a whim.
Events that used to be held secretly within the barrier prison have now become a complete part of daily life. Just as the female slaves desired, I now spend my days with fewer hours where my cock isn''t wrapped in someone's mucous membrane.
I can't exactly boast about it in front of the children, but I have absolutely no complaints about this lifestyle.
Beautiful women who happily let me have my way as much as I want. Isn't it the best?
Dragons, Elves, and Dark Elves all show off their naked bodies, letting me see their breasts and pussy and touch them all I want. No matter how rough I get, no one interrupts me, and thanks to the Spirit Spring, I can get away with a fair amount of excess.
It is a paradise made entirely for me.
...Well, I do try to exercise some restraint out of consideration for the children's eyes, but since they expect me to perform, I suppose I have no choice.
...And so.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Master."

"Good morning~!"

As I woke up in a room in the lodgings where I had spent the night with the female slaves, my cock swinging freely, two Onyx Dark Elf maids greeted me. While their attitudes contrasted between formal and casual, their manners were impeccable. The only indication of them being maids was a single headpiece; otherwise, they were entirely naked. Both had lovely, bouncing breasts.
By the way, I haven't memorized their names yet.
The maids don't seem to mind that I don't identify them individually like that; they don't seem to care at all if I call them something as crude as "you, maid over there."
Thinking that this might also be part of their fetish—wanting to be played with by their Master as mere maids—I grabbed both of their breasts with both hands without any warning.

"Ngh..."

"Ah, do you desire titplay~?"

"No, I just felt like squeezing them. These are great breasts. I'm going to the hot spring, so wash these with your breasts."

"Okaaaay♪"

"I shall attend to you."

The bright, silver-haired ponytail maid and the stiff, short-haired black maid. Far from brushing my hands away, they both pressed their hands against mine as if to hold my grasping hands in place, readily accepting my crude demand.

"While you're at it, can I ask for some wake-up vaginal service too?"

"Yay~♪"

"Understood."

Neither of them showed any resistance, moving from a naked greeting straight into morning sexual service.
The girls in the maid corps are all like this. Even the virgins are the same, so sometimes I'm surprised to realize I've broken a hymen after I've already inserted my cock.

"You guys are certainly well... trained. Or perhaps, unified in your fetishes."

"We love it when Master comes home after fucking every single one of us, even when dozens of lewd, delusional maids swarm him~♪"

"I feel the same way; I truly admire you."

"So you realize your fetishes are quite a handful... Still, I feel like there are plenty of people who would want to hire girls like this, though."

"Well, there are nouveau riche types like that, but it's usually fine only at first. Once our sexual desires and such are exposed, they tend to cast us aside. People might want to play pranks on their maids occasionally, but if they direct genuine lust toward them, they get terrified."

"It's also common to be told, 'If you want sex, go buy a prostitute; maids are meant to do maid work.' And for married men, of course, wasting it on a maid is just an invitation for domestic strife."

...How unromantic. Or perhaps, should I say, how much of a reality check?

But I suppose that's just how it is. Normally, one can't go at it round after round like that.

Setting aside someone like me—who isn't even sure if I'm actually working or what—men with normal jobs likely wouldn't have the luxury of spending all their time with lustful maids.

"And that is why we absolutely love masters who keep going with us, even when they know we're total perverts! ♪"

"We shall serve you with all our heart and soul... ♪"

The perverted maids, possessing bodies with truly powerful breasts and buttocks and brimming with lewd desire, let their voices flush with the anticipation of the debauchery to come.

I wiggled my hands, which had been firmly captured, and smiled at the contrast of the different textures of their flesh as I led them toward the large bath.

---

After washing away the sweat and grime in the large bath, the excitement builds, turning the day into a "Maid Festival."

The Onyx maids work voluntarily in various parts of the palace—cleaning, assisting with cooking, or volunteering for the chores of other guests.

I'd like to believe this serves as a sort of training period alongside our vacation, but I suspect it might stem from their fetish: wanting someone to lay hands on them while they are working.

Regardless.

"Hey there."

I approached one of the dark elf maids cleaning the hallway and stroked her buttocks, which were completely exposed.

In truth, I did more than just stroke them; I immediately began kneading them, my fingertips attempting to slip into the cleft.

"Master... ♪"

"Sorry to interrupt your cleaning... but could you come with me for a moment?"

"Y-Yes... ♪"

The naked maid followed me, her cheeks flushed.

She didn't seem bewildered by the sudden touch to her rear... or rather, for a dark elf with such keen hearing, there was no way she wouldn't have noticed my footsteps.

I then moved to recruit another dark elf maid I spotted nearby, stroking her backside as well.

"You too. I have some business with you."

"U-Um... right now...?"

"If you're busy, we can do it next time."

"...I'm coming, right now! ♪"

Repeating this process, I gathered about ten maids in total, having them line up against the hallway wall with their hands pressed to it, buttocks in a row.

"Perfect. It's time for the Maid Punishment Festival."

I grinned, basking in the pleasure of surveying their rear ends from one end to the other. Naturally, since I was saying this while my erect cock was bouncing, I didn't look remotely dignified.

Eight of the maids were dark elves. The remaining two were human and elf. The human was the newcomer from the other day, the one with ogre blood.

As for the elf... she was from the Sakura clan. While living here and working as a maid at the Baron's estate, she had hit it off so well with the Onyx maid group that she now acted like one of their own.

Since she was just as delighted when I played pranks on her, I couldn't help but include her.

"Alright, I'm going to start the 'punishment' from this end."

"W-What exactly is the pretext for this punishment?"

"Eh..."

I thought the reason shouldn't matter, but to them, it clearly did.

"You really need to have a proper justification for that."

"After all, the classic trope is being impregnated while begging for forgiveness, isn't it? ♪"

“That way, if I do get pregnant, I’ll have an explanation to give the child.”

Wait. Does she actually intend to say that?

Are you really going to tell your child, "You were conceived as punishment for working as a slutty maid in the Naked Palace"?

“You went quiet on me.”

“But it’s important.”

The maids were all staring intently at me.

Even while trembling a little, I couldn't help but think: Yeah, this really is a group of sex addicts.

“W-Well... how about... as punishment for working while presenting your lewd ass to your Master...”

I mean, I’ve said it a thousand times, but I’m not officially their Master.

Their master is Mr. Carlos—or the Baron. And they don't normally work with their slutty asses on full display in their actual workplace.

However...

“Well, I guess it can't be helped then...♪”

“If you look at Master, we’ll just end up shaking it... our soaking wet pussies and asses♪”

It seemed they were satisfied with that.

“Alright... then, once again, it's time for your punishment! You naughty maids!”

Grabbing the first brunette's hip, I thrust my cock into her while spouting unreasonable demands.

The maid let out whimpers, her voice tinged with ecstasy as she apologized.

“Ah, haah...♪ I-I'm sorry!♪ Please, forgive me!♪ Please forgive the maid who shakes her juicy ass just because she wants Master to fuck her!♪”

Did she want forgiveness, or not? Did she want me to stop, or did she want to be violently violated?

Between her voice, her words, and the way she thrust her hips, it was impossible to tell. It was a maid's "apology sex."

Enjoying the rhythm, I slid my fingers into the butt next to her.

Beside her was the white ass of a Sakura maid. Even though she wasn't a female slave, she had been completely influenced by the others, enjoying her role as my meat toilet—a wicked elf's ass.

“I’ll give you two rounds of punishment... so wait there with your apology-pussies soaked, you useless maids!”

“Yes, Sir...♪”

The line of naked maids, all presenting their asses, answered in unison.

...Then, I did a double-take.

There was a strangely low-slung ass mixed in.

Did I invite a child that young?

“I apologize for entering without being invited.”

“I can tell, you know? I don't just casually include twelve-year-olds... Besides, didn't you say the other day that you weren't going to have full sex with Kei-chan?”

“I'm asking you to make an exception.”

“No, stop prostrating yourself! I don't understand why you're so desperate to be taken by your father under the cover of chaos!?”

“...Is it punishment for showing my daughter your lewd cock?”

“Punishment!?”

The mysterious child maid, Kei-chan, was trying to disorient me with feigned ignorance while applying the pressure of her kowtow.

...After a heated argument, and with the mediation of the other maids, I only participated via a cleaning blowjob this time.

“...Papa's semen tastes delicious.”

“You only call him 'Papa' at times like this...”

I have a feeling this girl is going to be a formidable opponent.

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.

Vapor Palace.
Once referred to as a secret hot spring, it gradually lost its secrecy, attracted an overwhelming number of dragons eager to serve me, and evolved into quite an impressive complex—making a name change unavoidable.

Even from the perspective of dragons who have visited numerous Dragon Palaces, such as those of Lyra or Baus, this place ranks among the more magnificent palaces.

For dragons who prioritize creation over grandeur, any location where they can settle comfortably suffices; typically, Dragon Palaces resemble hidden villages rather than imposing structures. Only when commissioned by dragon riders or when seizing an existing castle for some reason do such elaborate buildings arise.

The name feels somewhat disconnected from reality, but since the term "palace" was originally coined by other races, I suppose it's only natural.

...Well, technically, this one was built at my request. Though I initially envisioned nothing more than a modest wellness facility.

Anyway.
The palace consists of several major structures: dormitories for female slaves and guests (limited to those who can ignore or cater to the nudity within), a dining hall, my invention workshop, and a small indoor stage for entertainment. Over ten buildings are connected by roofs.

I once worried that heavy winter snow might collapse them, but thanks to a secret construction technique from the Northern Forests capable of withstanding five meters of snow without a tremor, they remain unscathed. Though I still don't fully understand how it works, they've endured every blizzard since completion without issue, so my concerns have long faded.

Since dragon arrivals and departures are now confined to designated zones within the palace (once a monster attacked us mid-landing on the snowy plains), those moments can be hectic—but otherwise, this palace is bustling with over a hundred young women walking around in nothing but near-nudity. Honestly, despite everything, it's the perfect world for me.

Female slaves, dragons, girls from the cat colony, courtesans from Cosmos-san's establishment, and the maid squad—all of them exist in a realm where they show their bare bodies to me without hesitation, willingly accepting any touch or act I desire.

What used to be secret activities within barrier prisons have now become daily routine. As per the slaves' wishes, I spend far more time with my penis wrapped in someone's mucous membranes than not.

Though I can't boast too much given the children around me, I harbor no complaints whatsoever about this lifestyle.
Beautiful women who eagerly indulge my every erotic whim—what could be better?

Dragons, elves, and dark elves alike proudly display their nakedness, allowing unrestricted access to breasts and intimate areas. No matter how indecent I become, no one interferes, and thanks to the sacred spring, even minor excesses are tolerated.
It's my private paradise.

...Still, I do exercise some restraint out of consideration for the children—but since they expect me to fulfill their desires, I have no choice but to comply.

...In any case.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Master."

"Goood mornin'~!"

Two dark elf maids—one with silver hair and a ponytail, the other with black short hair—greet me with contrasting attitudes yet flawless manners as I rise from our shared dormitory room, dangling my penis. Both wear only headpieces; otherwise, they're completely naked, sporting magnificent, trembling breasts.

By the way, I haven't learned their names yet.
The maids seem content with my lack of individual recognition, showing no objection to being addressed vaguely as "that maid" or similar.

Perhaps this reflects part of their kink: wanting to be toyed with by their master as maids. Thinking so, I grab both their breasts without warning.

"Mmph..."

"Oh, you want a blowjob?"

"No, I just wanted to feel them. Such lovely breasts. Since they're soaked in hot spring water, let's wash them with these."

"Yes~♪"

"I'll take care of it."

The cheerful silver-haired ponytail maid and the stern black-haired short-hair maid not only don't push away my hand but gently hold it as I grasp their breasts, happily consenting to my indecent request.

"By the way, can I also ask for a wake-up vaginal service?"

"You got it~♪"

"Understood."
Neither of them showed any resistance to transitioning from a full-nude greeting straight into morning sex service.
All the maids in the corps are like this. Even virgins react this way; sometimes I've had to insert myself before they even realize their hymen is intact, only to be startled afterward.

"You guys really know how to handle things... more like education, or perhaps unifying sexual fetishes."

"Even if dozens of lecherous fantasy maids swarm us, we won't back down. Our master loves it when everyone gets used before heading home~♪"

"I feel the same; I salute you."

"You understand that your own sexual preferences can be complicated... but there seem to be plenty of people who'd hire girls like this whenever they want."

"Not entirely true. There are nouveau riche types who enjoy that, but it's only at first. Once they realize our desires and other things about us, they tend to discard us. Some might occasionally want to prank their maids, but if faced with genuine sexual advances, they get scared stiff."

"People often say, 'If you want sex, hire a prostitute; maids should stick to their duties.' Married men especially can't afford to waste shots on maids, as it would cause discord in the household."

...A rather unromantic conversation. Or should I say, surprisingly dreamy?

But maybe that's just how it is... Ordinary people simply aren't capable of handling so many rounds.

As for someone like me, who doesn't even clearly understand whether I'm working or not, that's one thing. But ordinary men employed in society, even if surrounded by highly lustful maids, probably can't keep up with them exclusively.

"Anyway, even though we're hyper-sexual maids, we absolutely love our masters who enthusiastically indulge us~♪"

"We shall serve you wholeheartedly...~♪"

The voluptuous women, whose chests and buttocks brim with eroticism, gather as a group of perverted maids, their voices tinged with the anticipation of further acts.

I firmly grasp both hands they've offered, make them tremble again, smile at the contrasting textures of their soft flesh, and lead them toward the large bathhouse.

After sweating out all sorts of fluids in the bathhouse, our interest peaks, turning it into Maid Festival Day.
Onyx's maids voluntarily take on various tasks throughout the palace: cleaning, assisting with cooking, or stepping in to handle errands for other guests staying here.
While this vacation also serves as a kind of training program, there's suspicion that their desire to have us work stems from their own sexual preferences rather than genuine dedication.

Anyway...

"Hello."

I approach one of the dark elf maids sweeping the hallway and stroke her bare rear, which has nothing to hide.

Well, stroking it is an understatement; I immediately start kneading it, my fingertips creeping into the crevice between her buttocks.

"My master...~♪"

"I'm sorry for interrupting your cleaning... but could you come with me for a moment?"

"Yes...~♪"

The fully nude maid blushes and follows me obediently.

She wasn't even surprised by the sudden touch to her rear... or rather, how could she not notice my footsteps? Dark elves have keen hearing.

Then I approach another dark elf maid I spot nearby and invite her as well.

"You too, come with me. I need you."

"Oh, um... right away?"

"If you're busy, we can do it another time."

"...Right away! Coming now~♪"

I repeat this process, gathering about ten maids in total. In the hallway, they lean against the wall and line up their bare rears side by side.
"Perfect. It's Maid Spanking Festival time."

Grinning, I gazed from end to end at her ass, lost in pleasure. Of course, my erection bounced with every word I spoke, so there was no way I could maintain a proper demeanor.
The eight maids were dark elves; the remaining two were human and elf. The human was one of the new recruits from before—a girl with mixed ogre heritage.
As for the elf... she belongs to the Sakura clan, but while working as a maid at the Baron's estate and living here, she became too close to the Onyx Maid Group, acting just like one of them. There are even a few others who've done the same.
Since they'd be delighted if I played tricks on them too, I can't help but include them in my antics.

"Then let's begin the punishment from end to end!"

"W-wait, what exactly is this 'punishment' supposed to be?"

"Huh...?"

Anything would do, I thought, but it seemed they were quite particular about having a specific reason.

"You need to be more serious about this."

"But being impregnated while asking for forgiveness is the standard procedure, isn't it?"

"And if you get pregnant, you can explain the child's existence too!"

Wait. Are you actually saying that?
If I were working as a lustful maid in the Naked Palace, wouldn't you tell your child, "That was because you got impregnated during punishment"?
"I've been overthinking it."
"But it's important."
The maids stared at me intently.
Shivering slightly, I realized this group truly has some strange fetishes.

"How about punishing them for facing their erotic buttocks toward their master while working?"

Well, even after confirming multiple times, I'm not officially their master. Their master is Mr. Carlos—or the Baron himself—and displaying such blatant eroticism at work wouldn't happen in a proper workplace.

But...

"Then there's no choice but to accept it...♪"

"If Master sees us, we'll be punished... Wet and glistening buttocks, oh my!♪"

They seemed satisfied with that explanation.

"Alright... then let's restart the punishment! You naughty maids!"

I grabbed the first brown hip and thrust my cock inside while uttering unreasonable words.
With a voice trembling with pleasure, the maid apologized as she cried out.
"Aaah...♪ I'm sorry...♪ Please forgive me...♪ A maid who wiggles her plump buttocks to show how much she wants to be ridden by her master—please forgive me...♪"

Does she want forgiveness? Or does she want it stopped? Does she want to be ravaged intensely?
From her voice, her words, and the way she thrusts her hips, there's no telling what she means—it's just a maid's apologetic sex.
While enjoying this with gusto, I inserted my finger into the next ass beside me.
Next to me was Sakura's maid's white buttocks. Even though she wasn't a female slave, she'd been so influenced that she now enjoyed being treated as my meat container—a naughty elf ass.

"I'll give you two rounds of punishment... Wait there with your wet apologetic pussy, you useless maids!"

"Yes...♪"

All the naked maids lined up with their buttocks thrust forward responded in unison.

...and then, I caught myself glancing twice.
Something was off—the ass seemed unnaturally low.
Did I really invite someone that small?

"I apologize for entering without being summoned."

"Of course you get it? We don't casually mix in twelve-year-olds... and besides, didn't you say earlier you wouldn't go all the way with Kei-chan?"

"Please, just..."

"No, stop getting on your knees! I can't fathom why a father would want to be assaulted in such a rush!"

"...As punishment for showing my daughter that lewd penis?"

"Punishment?!"

Amidst the pressure of kneeling, Kei-chan—the mysterious maid daughter—deflected with an evasive remark, stirring things up.

...After a back-and-forth, thanks to the intercession of the other maids, I ended up participating in cleaning oral sex again.

"...Your daddy's semen tastes delicious."

"Only say 'daddy' at times like this..."

I sense this girl is a formidable opponent.