Phew..."
I let out a sigh of relief as the unique tension of the splashing session ends. Before me are my wives, soaked in my urine.
Naturally, the strong smell of ammonia fills the air, reminding me of what I just did.
A mix of accomplishment, conquest, guilt, and other indescribable emotions swirl within me.
"I'll rinse you off lightly, so keep your eyes closed."
I say this while grabbing a nearby showerhead and rinsing them with warm water.
"Alright, you're all clean."
Everyone opens their eyes.
"You could have let us enjoy it a bit longer, you know?"
Yata-chan grins mischievously.
I have no idea what she's talking about.
"I think a little bit is just enough for this kind of play."
Though, in reality, I just don't have the guts for more.
"It's easier to rinse off than semen, so it's fine, right?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Some of them nod in agreement. True, cleaning up semen can be quite a chore.
"I think it's best to keep our fetishes in check when everyone's around. Let's save it for when we're alone."
"Well, that's true..."
"Do we have anything to hide?"
Misago tilts her head.
Everyone nods as if to say, "You're right." What is this sense of unity?
"Well, this kind of splashing play is about asserting ownership..."
"About what?"
"We all belong to you, so don't throw us away, okay?"
"I won't!"
Why is that even an option?
I reply firmly, as if to say, "Why would I?" Yata-chan smiles triumphantly at my response.
Everyone claps as if they've just secured a promise.
Do they want me to show my possessiveness?
Women's hearts are truly complex, I think to myself.
"Alright, that aside, it's prep time. I'll go get ready for what's next, so the rest is up to you."
With that, Yata-chan leaves the bath.
As if on cue, everyone's eyes gleam with determination.
"Well, please be gentle."
There's no escape, so I brace myself for what's to come.
Just like last time, I'm thoroughly pampered.
I'm brought to the brink of bursting.
It turns out Tsugumi-san has some incredible techniques.
She's not just putting on airs as the eldest.