The Beauty Collector

( Lewd Ahead)

"Oh...! Ah! Nghh...! Ahn! Oh!"

In the morning, inside Zeno's office, the sound of a woman moaning could be heard in the room as Zeno thrust his large penis inside the woman with brown skin and brown hair in a long braid from behind her while she bent over his desk. The woman's glasses askew from their intense activity as she receives his pounding like a good girl.

Zeno's powerful body hovered over her from behind, his muscles flexing and releasing with every deep thrust he generously gave. His hard penis, glistening with their combined juices, plunged deep inside her with a fast rhythm, much to the woman's delight.

"Ooh! Master! Oh! Oh! Ahn! So good...!"

The woman, or rather Klara, opened her mouth in a silent scream of pleasure, her eyes unfocused as she felt herself being filled over and over again by her master. Her big butt jiggled with every impact, her face flushed red as she pants and moans. She could feel her juices mixing with Zeno's, creating a lewd, wet, sticky sound that amplified her own and Zeno's arousal to another level.

( AN: Klara is the clone of Katerea. )

How is this happened? Well, it's just like the usual, after Klara comes to reporting her work and the financial situation of their faction to Zeno, the two of them end up fooling around with each other a bit, and then, just like moths to the flame, they eventually go all the way...

"Ugh...!"

Zeno's grip on Klara's hips tightened, his breath hot against the back of her neck as he leaned in closer, whispering in her ear with his husky voice that only served to inflame her passion.

"You're so tight, Klara; looks like someone is still horny after last night..."

"Mmmnnnh...!"

Her only response was a surprised moan as Zeno suddenly reached around, cupping one of her large breasts, teasing her erect nipple with his fingers from time to time. The sensation sent a bolt of pleasure straight to her core, making her back arch and her legs quiver. She could feel her orgasm building, a sensation that was threatening to overwhelm her at any moment.

Zeno's eyes were locked onto their reflection in the windows, watching her lewd appearance as he continued to pound her beautiful pink slit. His icy gaze locked on Klara's ecstatic expression in the window's reflection, a proof of his dominance over the beautiful woman beneath him. The sight of her taking his large penis so eagerly was intoxicating, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of his own release.

"Oh! Ooh! Master...! Amazing! Ahh! Ahn!"

The sexual tension in the room was thick, the air heavy with the scent of sex. The only sounds were the slap of skin on skin and the gasp or moan that escaped Klara's lips. Her pantyhose had been torn by him, and her skirt was lifted up to her waist, leaving her butt bare and her long, sexy legs exposed.

Zeno couldn't resist running his free hand up her thigh to her butt. His fingers dig into her soft cheek as he spreads it to the side, which caused her backdoor becoming more visible and her to tighten up around his penis even more.

"Hah... ah...! Master, please...! Faster...! Oh! Ooh! Ah!"

She panted, her voice a desperate plea, hoping for him to thrust inside her more intense, more strongly.

'Heh, alright...!"

Zeno smirked with lewd intent after hearing her request, his teeth clenched slightly with the effort of holding back his own climax as he increased the intensity and speed of his rhythm, his hips slamming into hers with a ferocity that sent tremors through the white desk.

"Oooh?! Ooh! This...! Ah...! Master...! Master...! Ahh...! This is it...! Ah! Ah! Oh!"

Klara's moans grew louder, more urgent, her body responding to the intensity of his rhythm. She could feel the pressure inside her building up rapidly, a storm of pleasure threatening to break at any moment.

Their bodies locked in a passionate dance, sweat slickening their skin as they moved together in a perfect primal harmony. Zeno's hand on her breast grew more insistent, his finger rolling her nipple roughly as he pinched it between his two fingers. The combination of the sensations was amazing, and Klara can only scream in delight.

"Ahh! Ah! Ahn! Nghh! Mmmh...!"

Her inner walls clenched around him, tightening like a vice as she approached her limit. Zeno felt it too, and it only served to spur him on.

"Cum for me, Klara...! Let me feel your orgasm...!"

He growled, his breath hot and ragged in her ear.

"Nnnnngg...! Ahh...! Yes...! Yes! Ahhhhhh! Cumming... I'm cumming!! Oooooooooh...!"

Finally, with a strong thrust from Zeno, Klara could no longer hold back anymore, and with a cry of pure utterly pleasure, she came, her body convulsing and her inner walls gripping around Zeno's penis tightly, milking him desperately for his thick virile seed. Her legs trembled, and she bucked against him as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through her. The intensity of it was almost too much to bear, her vision white as she was lost in the depths of her climax.

Zeno watched her climaxing intensely in the window's reflection, feeling his own release immense. Then with another powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, filling her womb up with his hot, virile seed.

"Ugh...! Ha...! Ha...!"

He groaned, his body tense as he released inside her, the force of his orgasm making him feel as though he'd just emptied everything he had.

"Ha...! Ha...! Ha...! Hah..."

As the last of his seed left him, Zeno leaned back slightly while he sighed with satisfaction. He looked down and admired the way Klara looked under him. Her sweat glistening on her brown skin, her glasses falling off on the desk some time ago, and a look of utter satisfaction on her face.

He reached up and gently pushed her long braid out of her face, then lean down to give her a affectionate kiss on the cheek before whispering to her.

"It's too bad we can't continue, huh?"

After the shadow clone fiasco that messed up the nightly schedule, Leila became more strict with it, so they can only do it one time in under an hour; otherwise, the other girls will complain since it's still the work hours and they can't join in, so those that want to do it can only do a quickie when they could.

( AN: Leila is the clone of Kalawarna. )

"Fu~ haaa..."

Klara's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, a small smile playing on her lips. She nodded, looking up at him with affection in her eyes.

"Fufufu... please wait for the evening, Master; by then we will have all the time in the world."

She whispered sultrily as she got up to give him a kiss with her glossy pink lips. The two then cleaned up before Klara sauntering out of the office with glossy skin, leaving Zeno alone in his office to continue his work of reading various reports.

÷×÷×÷

While Klara is walking through the corridor to her office, she hears a commotion from the living room as some laughter and yelling could be heard.

"Hm? What is going on in there?"

She said with a curious expression before she saw Leila storming out of the living room with an annoyed expression on her face and bulging vain in her temple.

"Oh my..."

Klara muttered as she watched the fuming Leila speed walking away to some where outside the palace with malevolent aura emanating from her body.

"My condolences to whoever you are..."

Klara mumbles with pity for the one who would be the receiving end of that.

÷×÷×÷

Back to Zeno's office inside the Liberty Palace after half an hour since Klara left: Zeno, who is currently sitting on a couch in his office, is fiddling with a black summon card in his hand as the Godblood modifies the random character summon card to be able to specify who he wants to summon and just create a clone of them just like his perfect doppelganger creation power instead of forcefully summoning otherworlders to him.

He wants to do it this way because it's more convenient than trying to convince random people that he had just kidnapped them from their original world to be his subordinate. He is not that unreasonable after all.

What about the spymaster Ruth, you might ask? Well, she was an enemy before he took an interest in her, so he doesn't have to worry about her human rights—or rather, her devil rights—while dealing with her now, isn't it?

"It's too bad that the card can only be used for one time..."

Zeno muttered as the Godblood finished modifying the card. He learned that the summon card only has enough energy for one summon, and the energy required to summon an otherworlder is not something his faction currently has; even if everyone in Liberty combined their energy to fuel the summon card together, it still would not be enough to cover half of the energy requirement.

"Well now, who should I summon with this?"

Zeno leans his back against the couch as he thinks about who he needs for his faction. His faction still needs quite a number of personnel, but it is not that urgent for him to start worrying about it.

"Umu, guess she should do."

After thinking for a while, Zeno finally decided who to summon. He then input his thoughts into the summon card in his hand and then threw it on the floor two meters in front of him.

When the card hit the ground, it immediately glowed bright before a white magic circle materialized with the card in the center of the circle. Next, the same process, just like how the clone was born, is repeated as Zeno watches the familiar process with anticipation.

After that, a beautiful and tall woman with fair brown skin, long blonde hair, turquoise eyes, and a bluish purple bindi on her forehead materialized in the Zeno office. She is naked, with her slender but curvy body exposed for Zeno to see as he naturally admires the woman's beautiful form in front of him without any hesitation what so ever.

The woman opens her eyes and sees Zeno sit on a couch in front of her with some confusion for a second before she quickly recognizes him as her master.

"Greeting Master."

She nodded her head to him with a smile on her lips and walked towards him without showing any reaction to him, who is currently ogling her naked body so boldly.

Zeno watched the woman plopped herself on the couch next to him so nonchalantly with a chuckle before he touched her shoulder as a pair of pink lacy underwear materialized on her body to provide her with some modesty by the power of Godblood.

"Mm, thanks, Master."

The woman hummed with appreciation before she turned her body towards Zeno with her right hand and elbow, supporting her chin against the backrest. She looks at him with an intrigued expression on her face, curious how he managed to create the underwear on her body with just a simple touch.

"Well, before we talk, let me give you a name first."

Zeno smirked as he thought up a name for the clone that he just created from Rakshata Chawla, the character from the Code Geass series.

"Yes, I do indeed in need of a name."

The woman lifts the corner of her lips as she looks forward to what name her master will bestow upon her.

"...Krisha, your name from now on is Krisha."

Zeno declared her name as he looked at the woman, now Krisha, with a genuine smile, while Krisha hummed as she felt the name was alright. Then Zeno starts to explain everything to her as Krisha sometimes questions him about something she is curious about while he answers her questions.

In the end, Liberty welcomes a new member, whom Zeno appointed as head of the R&D department, who will be the talk of every faction in the future with their reality-breaking products.

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Meanwhile In the office of the Grigori ambassador, Kalawarna's snobbishness is on full display as she currently drinks a wine from an elegant wineglass while looking outside the window with a haughty expression on her face as classical music is playing from the radio.

Suddenly, without any warning, a loud bang of the door of Kalawarna's office being kicked open startled her out of her chair with her drink spilled on her suit.

"What the...?!"

She cried out in surprise and irritation as she quickly turned to look at the door before her expression changed to confusion by what she saw at the door.

"..."

There, at the door stood a woman in a maid uniform who looked eerily just like her. The same face, the same hair, and the same eye color stared at her with contempt.

"What is this...?"

Kalawarna muttered in confusion as she blinking her yellow eyes dumbly.

"So pathetic..."

Leila sighed in her heart as she muttered. Her origin template is just so pathetically weak that she also wants to beat her up.

"Huh?! What did you say?!"

Hearing Leila's word, Kalawarna immediately became angry as she glared at the maid with the same face as her.

"Rather, who the hell are you?! How dare you use my appearance! Is this illusion magic?! What is the meaning of this?!"

Kalawarna started running her mouth while conjuring up a light spear in her hand just in case. She still not sure who this woman or whatever it was and why it was here in front of her.

"Hmph! You don't have to wonder; I will slowly explain everything to you..."

Leila said ominously as her Touki was active with a deep blue aura surrounding her body. The pressure she is currently radiating is comparable to that of the Cadres from Grigori.

"Na-na... No way..."

Kalawarna's face instantly lost color as she felt the power of her doppelganger. She subconsciously stepped back until she hit her desk with her back.

"Yes, way, now let me teach you a couple of things before we proceed."

Leila said with a malevolent smirk as she conjured up a long whip made out of light in her hands.

"First, let me demonstrate to you who is the superior one between us!"

That day, the sounds of whip cracking and the painful screams of a woman could be heard in the Grigori embassy and two neighbor embassies.