The Harem on the Hill (Part LXX) (Patreon)

Tina grins slyly as you lift Bernadette off of her.  The librarian is heavy.  The thickness of her waist evidences that she's digested more than just the litany of literature at her disposal during her tenure in your harem.

"Bitch!"  Bernadette kicks at Tina, but you pull her away before she can connect.  Last year, Tina would have been on her feet in a flash, pressing her advantage, but today she merely turtles on the floor, grasping for something to give her the stability to stand.  She eventually finds it with a nearby barstool.

"That was the biggest mistake of your life," Tina huffs as she struggles to her feet.  "You're mine now."

Although she had generally avoided Tina’s wrath during her stay—at least until now—Bernadette’s ashen face informs you she’s well aware of the fates that befell its less fortunate members. Her fear is palpable.

"No," you interject.  "You're both mine.”

Now it’s Tina’s turn to panic. “So, I clipped a few articles from the library after I met you at Cornucupia.  Big deal.  I wanted to know who I was serving.”

“I think you’ve forgotten that last fact.”

“Of course, I haven’t.”

You study Tina’s desperate face.  “Maybe not, but it’s clear you need a refresher on my rules.  You both do.”

“I’m sorry,” Bernadette says.  “I was out of line.”

“I’m sorry, too,” Tina adds.

What do you say?