Greed God chapter 169

April 3rd 2016 Brightedge City, Palace of Debauchery 10:00 AM EDT

I  spent hours on the girls, then got some sleep. With so much energy in  my body I didn't need to sleep much, but I still enjoyed the chance to  relax. Unfortunately, we still had business to attend to, so as much run  as railing Dinah and Whisper into a drooling mess, was, I had to get up  and do my thing. I headed for the bathroom to shower, and as I came out  of my room, I bumped into a tired looking Leslie. She looked annoyed  until she noticed it was me, and then her cute blue face flushed a  darker blue as she looked up at me.

My  lips quirked up at the obvious attempt for Dinah to influence the  betting pool on when Lindsey and I would fuck. The poor girl was  exhausted, and I was guessing that had a lot to do with my mischievous  milf putting her in the next room over and then screaming her pretty  little head off for the whole night. As one might expect of a former  superheroine with sound based powers, Dinah could be LOUD, and Whisper  was no slouch either.

Deciding  to continue on my mission to drive Leslie nuts, I reached out and  ruffled her hair amiably. "Hey kid, nice morning huh? You feeling ok?  You look like you slept bad. Have some bad dreams? You can always talk  to doc Karlsson, she's around anyway." I kept any trace of the amusement  and teasing out of my tone, keeping my voice cheerful and condescending  in a way I knew would infuriate her.

Sure enough, her eyes narrowed, and she smacked my hand away in  annoyance. "I didn't HAVE dreams. The sounds of constant fucking through  the walls kept me from sleeping. Do you always fuck for hours at a  time? I imagine they need to sleep at some point too. You could try  being a little considerate." Her pout was so close to ferocious it made  me want to put her over my knee and maul that sweet little blue booty.

Instead  I just gave an apologetic. "Oh, sorry Les. I'll try to pick you up some  ear plugs or something. Dinah and Whisper had fun last night, and I'm  sure they consider it worth the loss of sleep, but I get that you're not  interested in that kind of thing yet." I let my face light up with  realization. "Oh, hey you haven't decorated yet. Why don't we take you  shopping? Barbie and Cherry are good with that kind of thing. You can  pick up a stereo and blame music when you're having trouble sleeping."

Her  face became a mess of conflicted emotions. Harping on the sex thing  would have been an amateur move. This was putting pressure on her  gratitude and shifting the conversation to me doing more for her. Barbie  and Cherry actually WERE probably the best suited to take her shopping,  but they also fought like cats and dogs over me, and listening to the  two of them natter on about who loved their 'daddy' more would make the  little blue cutie think about the shopping trip in a completely  different way.

Leslie  flushed much harder. "I...I guess that would be cool. If you want. I  don't want to be any trouble or anything. That's kind of expensive isn't  it? Plus will Brightedge even have stores and stuff? The city is in a  state of chaos right? Will we be able to shop?"

I  waved off the question. "That won't be a problem. Part of the rush to  grab territory is that the established powers are going to start  settling in. With a full night to scrap for temporary dominance they  will have either come to an understanding or killed each other off. Not  that the city will be peaceful, but from this point people will be  moving more in the shadows. There's WAY too much new muscle in town for  anyone to be stupid enough to try and all out assaults. Forget beating  your enemy, you're likely to get steamrolled by some random crew if you  try anything to quick."

She  looked a bit dazed as I turned her around and pushed her toward the  stairs, making sure to swat her cute little ass playfully to really  throw her emotions into a spiral. "Alright, go talk to the girls, tell  them I sent you. I have to shower. I am just filthy right now. You don't  need any more reminders of what I was doing to Whisper and Dinah all  night, huh?" I chuckled playfully as she gave a cute squeak, so spun up  she didn't even remember to complain about me handling her booty.

It  was hard not to snicker as I climbed into the shower. This was already  highly entertaining. I'd been the aggressor every other time I'd gotten a  girl in bed, this was just...fun. Tormenting the poor thing was  hilarious. I'd tweaked her desires a bit when I patted her ass too, she  was already developing a bit of a hero complex, and I put a bit of a  daddy spin on it to prep for her day with Barbie and Cherry. She'd be a  soaking mess by the time she came home to snuggle up in her expensive  new room.

Part  of me hoped she wouldn't cave too soon. I had other girls to take out  my lust on if I needed it. This was the most fun I'd had in a while  though. Still, I had bigger things to do. As I washed up, I enjoyed the  shower and considered what I would be doing for the day. I should meet  with Amy and talk over what was going on. Cherry and Barbie were going  to be busy, which served them right. Cherry didn't mind being around  Barbie because teasing her was fun for my little psycho, but this would  be a punishment for my nosy redhead, and one she couldn't ignore because  of our poor blue orphan.

I  dried off, still snickering, and headed to the room I'd left Amy in,  knocking on the door. My wife answered with a bright smile, perky and  filled with energy. She bounced up to peck me on the lips. "Good morning  darling. You certainly look well rested, especially for someone who was  so active last night. I trust you smoothed over all the hard feelings  between yourself and Dinah?"

Pulling  her in for a harder kiss, I grinned down at her. "What? No concern for  Whisper? You're such a mommy's girl." Amy rolled her eyes and headed  back into the room, and I enjoyed her soft pretty ass in her tiny  shorts. "So who did you get those pajamas from exactly? Or did you stop  for a shopping trip on your patrol?" She was taking this better than  expected, probably because she saw it as partial revenge for sticking me  with all male goons when I went out, which it also partly was, I don't  need to have only one reason for doing things.

She  slumped down into the bed, humming in contentment. "Barbara lent me  some things to sleep in. She's such a sweet girl when you get to know  her. A bit prideful and with a temper, but we're going to be wonderful  friends. Emerald is even opening up to her. She decided to sleep over in  Barbara's room last night so they could get to know each other better."  Her voice was sweet and cheerful as she snuggled into the comforters.

I  just...blinked at her. Was she saying what I thought she was saying?  Because being able to sweetly giggle about whoring out your best friend  so your husband's mistress would help keep him in line was pretty  hardcore even by my standards. Somehow though, she didn't seem to see  any issues with it, which was just...neat. In retrospect, assuming I  understood everything about my new bride after a week or two was  probably a mistake. Appraisal might be useful, but it wasn't mind  reading, it was mostly broad strokes.

Shaking  off the shock at the absolute demoness I had married and suppressing  the grin at the thought of the fun we were going to have, I strolled  over and plopped down on the bed. I leaned over her prone body, leaning  down for a quick kiss before pulling back. "You know, you kind of ruined  my night with your little joke last night. I ended up stuck with those  dimwitted minions all night."

Amy  giggled, her head falling to the side as she turned it away. "You were  fine. You found a new toy to bring home anyway. Besides, you needed to  focus. You'll never get anything done if you spend every moment chasing  women." She looked back at me with a pout. "You'd think I wasn't enough  for you. I know we've decided to be open to other women in our marriage,  but I still need attention from my husband too."

Which  I knew. Despite all the interesting parts of my wife I was learning  about, I knew her desires pretty well. Amy wanted a fairy tale  relationship, she just had a REALLY twisted view of fairy tales. Still,  despite the slow introduction of threesomes into her desires, she mostly  just wanted my attention and affection. She might be ok with teasing  and playing around, but she would be upset if I started ignoring her.

I  groaned internally. I had way too many women on my plate. I needed to  pull it back and deal with the ones I had. Even in my head I barely  managed to complete the thought before I had to strangle gales of  laughter. Like that was going to happen. Still, I had already decided to  give Amy some priority. She would be useful keeping the others in line.  Managing them myself was exhausting, having my wife be top bitch in  charge seemed to suit her fine as well as she felt spoiled and well  cared for. I leaned in for another slow kiss, enjoying her lips as she  whined against mine.

"I  came to see you first thing in the morning didn't I?" I asked with  amusement as I pulled away. "Doesn't that show how much I care about my  cute little bride?" She gave a happy shudder. She really was sweet and  trusting when it came to relationships. Not stupid, since she'd  apparently noticed at least some of my manipulation, but enough that  placating her was as easy as a little cuddle time and some sweet words.

She  nuzzled into me. "You did. That's so special. Are we going to spend the  day together? We just got married so recently, I want to spend more  time with you." Her voice sounded vulnerable and a little needy as she  tried to casually express her desire for a honeymoon, and it was almost  achingly cute to listen to. I considered possibly fucking her, but I had  to get SOME things done.

"Sure."  I said cheerfully. No reason to ignore the wife. I had mastermind shit  to do, but Amy WAS a princess from a cutthroat noble fantasy court. Plus  she'd be handling some of this in the future. "We can explore some of  the new territory and scope out the new powers in the city. This whole  conquest thing is going to be a long road, especially with the whole  League thing. I know you're aware of the JL, but I'm guessing they  didn't have a UN charter when you left? I'm not clear on how long you  were in Gemworld."

That  just got a shrug. "A while. I don't remember the League being UN  affiliated, but I was a bit young when I left. I might have missed it.  Either way, you can catch me up before our trip." She gave a happy  squeal and pecked my cheek, wriggling out from under me like an excited  puppy. "Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go ask one of the girls if I  can borrow a pretty dress for our day out." She bolted for the door and I  flopped down on the bed, laughing. Being married was certainly more  effort than expected. But hey, at least my wife was fun.