Viktor stood.
Mira whimpered as his cock slid out of her ass with a wet 'schlorp'; thick globs of cum that should have come out didn't; her body simply drank all of it.
She collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, gasping, her asshole gaping slightly before clenching shut.
"Hah... hah... s-so much..."
Viktor didn't respond. His eyes were locked on Helena.
He took a step forward.
THUD.
Another wooden soldier knelt, though not due to him but rather peeking his attention kneeling for Helena.
Viktor's gaze flickered to it, then to the others. All kneeling. Even—
His eyes widened slightly.
Even the Wooden Knight. The one that had stood when Viktor first entered this floor. The one that had only acknowledged him with a nod, never a full kneel.
Now it was down on one knee, head bowed, completely submissive.
Viktor's brow furrowed. He glanced at the translucent system window still hovering nearby.
