Femdom Island



With a loud growl, Fenrir demanded attention from the goddesses who flanked him, their expressions a mix of irritation and resignation, as they had been doing it for hours.

"Is it not ready yet?" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the halls of the Mother Superior's castle. Fenrir had been lounging in the heavenly abode for days now, taking advantage of the hospitality of the gods and goddesses who worked there. He had made himself at home, demanding food and drink, and ordering the heavenly beings around like they were his personal servants.

The goddesses exchanged a glance, their irritation growing by the minute. Who did this arrogant man think he was? They knew he was a powerful being if Mother Superior respect him this much, but his entitled behaviour was beginning to grate on their nerves.

"We're doing our best, Esteemed Guest," one of the goddesses replied, her tone laced with barely-concealed annoyance. "But we can't work miracles. It takes time to create what you've asked for."

Fenrir had been a freeloader asking for potato chips and cola from the goddess, who overseed the earth and she had to send oracles to the people on the earth asking for them. It was embarrassing for her, as it felt like she was begging for food from her followers, but under Mother Superior's orders, she had to do it.

Fenrir snorted, his sharp teeth glinting in the heavenly light. "I don't have time to wait," he snapped. "I need it now."

The goddesses gritted their teeth, barely suppressing the urge to roll their eyes. They knew they couldn't argue with this selfish man - he was too powerful and too dangerous. But his arrogance was beginning to wear on them.

As they continued to massage his broad shoulders, they wondered who Fenrir thought he was, freeloading in their home and making outrageous demands. They were the servants of the mother superior, not him. But for now, they would have to grit their teeth and bear it, hoping that he would leave soon and not overstay his welcome any longer

"Oh by the way, where did that busty chick go? I haven't seen her in a long time," Fenrir questioned, but the goddess who heard it couldn't believe he just called their mother a busty chick.

"Esteemed guest, I ask you to respect our Mother Superior, she is the greatest woman in the entire universe, she is not just a woman, but a goddess in her own right. Her beauty and power are unmatched, and it is thanks to her that our order has thrived for so long."

"Her divine presence fills this place with grace and wisdom, and we are all blessed to be in her service. She is the embodiment of strength and compassion, and her love for us is boundless."

"Every day, she guides us with her wisdom and inspires us with her grace. She is the light in the darkness and the hope that sustains us in times of trouble. Without her, we would be lost."

The goddess explained everything to Fenrir like she was having a fever dream, but Fenrir who listened to it just yawned and suddenly fell asleep like it was the most boring thing he heard in a while.

"Do you understand her greatness now? You should right?" She asked after explaining everything, but when she saw him dozing off, she felt her mana boil inside her.

'Is this man for real? Damn it, I don't care even if he is a guest or not, I will kill him?'

She thought and tried to attack Fenrir, but he suddenly grabbed her and pulled her into his embrace.

"Enough about Mother Superior, tell me about yourself, I like to know you better," He said and caressed her thighs, while slowly leaving a bite mark on her neck making her even more confused trying to understand what he was trying to do.

"..."

"..."

All the goddesses and gods that worked in the mansion were rather high-ranked goddesses, unlike Artemis and her sister, so they knew how to protect secrets, but still, most of them didn't know what is sexual pleasure or attraction toward the opposite sex meant, as they never had such encounters.

Fenrir leaned in closer, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin on one of the goddesses' necks. "I will tell you more about more if you talk like a good girl?" he whispered, his lips barely grazing her earlobe.

The two goddesses were both taken aback by Fenrir's sudden shift in focus from potato chips to them. They had been recounting tales of their time in heaven, trying to keep their minds off the dangerous situation they had found themselves in without knowing how to react or what these unknown emotions they are feeling.

But now, with Fenrir's intense gaze fixed on them, they couldn't help but feel a rush of desire coursing through their veins.

One goddess with her flowing golden hair and striking blue eyes, was the first to respond. "We are but mere servants, esteemed guests," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Our lives are dedicated to serving Mother Superior and fulfilling her every desire."

Hel, with her pale skin and jet-black hair, watched the exchange silently, her heart racing in her chest.

Unlike the one whom Fenrir grabbed into his embrace, she had always been drawn to Fenrir's raw power and magnetic charisma, and now, with him so close, she felt her will slipping away.

Fenrir's hand slid higher up the goddess's thigh that he was hugging, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Other one felt a pang of jealousy rise up inside her, and she stepped closer to Fenrir, pressing her body against his.

"You are the most powerful being we have ever encountered after Mother Superior, Esteemed Guest, May I ask your real identity?" Other goddess said, her voice husky with desire.

Fenrir's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he leaned in to kiss her, his hands roaming freely over both goddesses' bodies. As they surrendered themselves to his touch, they knew that they were no longer mere servants – they were his willing playthings, forever at his beck and call.

"I will tell you-"

***

'Ugh~ I have been so stressed with him freeloading in my castle, Full moon, when are you going to come back? I can't take this anymore,'

Edona thought as she went back to the castle after she met the leaders of the other side including the Supreme Deity. She wanted to confirm whether it was their work or someone from her side that summoned Fenrir, but seeing the surprised faces, it was rather easy for Edona to tell that it was their work.

"I will just push Fenrir into their side and call it a day, They can face the consequences of their own action," She thought and entered the castle with her face looking rather tired.

"That reminds me, Artemis and Apollo came to see me worried about my fight, they are really cute kids, always hoping the best for me,"

While walking along the hallway, Edona thought about the blue-haired girl and blond-haired boy, that she was happy to talk with. She knew all of them like the finger in her hand. Edona knew about Artemis's relationship with a mortal and she didn't want to punish it because she wanted to see how their relationship would develop.

But on the other hand, Edona knew that Apollo wasn't the sweet and caring boy that he is pretending to be and she suspected him to be the one who brought Fenrir into heaven since he had the ability to do it.

"Did that boy betray me?" Thinking about all the possibilities, Edona opened the door where her closest daughters should be keeping an eye on Fenrir, but as soon as she opened the door, she was met with the absurd scene of three naked people lying on top of each other.

Fenrir had no clothes on his body, but the two goddesses that she assigned to look after him were the same and they had some kind of white liquid leaking from their vaginas.

"What in the name of heaven is going on here?!" Edona exclaimed, her voice sharp with shock.

The two girls sat up quickly, disentangling themselves from the young man beneath them. Fenrir also sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head where the girls had been resting.

"Mother, we can explain," One of the goddesses said, her voice tinged with guilt knowing that what they did won't please Edona.

"Explain what? Why are you two on top of him?" Edona demanded, her eyes flashing with anger and frustration.

Unlike others, Edona obviously knew what Fenrir did to them and she had a little blush because the smell of his body and semen really affected her, but seeing something this pervy, she couldn't help but blame it all on Fenrir for seducing her daughters.

"Edona, don't act like this," the young man spoke up, his voice calm and deep. "I'm trying to be considerate toward them. We were just hanging out. Poor girls didn't even know what sex is,"

"Hanging out? Like this? and don't teach weird things to my kids," Edona gestured to the sofa, her voice rising in disbelief.

"Mother, why didn't you tell us that sex is something this amazing," One of the girls chimed in, her eyes wide with innocence.

Edona looked at the three of them, her mind racing. She had always been protective of her daughters, and the thought of some kind of a beast spending time alone with them made her uneasy.

"Get dressed, and Fenrir, I want to talk with you," She said and closed the door while thinking about what she was going to do next.