In a big pile in the middle of the living room, Mouse tried to deal with the two girls in his arms and the two going at it between his legs. The girls fought over him even as they cuddled against his hard body. One would push the other off, so they could capture Mouse's mouth or genitals. It was getting rough for the thief and when Yayoi accidentally tugged his prick too hard, he had enough.

“Girls stop!” he screamed, using his rarely used imposing tone of voice. The girls immediately jumped off him, as if he was burning hot. They stood before him and fell to their knees with ashamed faces.

“We’re sorry master,” they all echoed, even Rongo who wasn’t his official servant. Mouse looked at his girls and felt ashamed of himself. They were only trying to show him a good time and didn’t mean to suffocate him like that. Mouse enjoyed having sex, but lacked the libido to compete with the needs of all his girls. It frustrated him sometimes how little he could offer them when he had to take them, all at once. One at a time was no deal for him, but when they all ganged up on him, then all hell broke lose. What he needed to do, was organize the girls so that he could please them all, but with so many needy women and only one piece of equipment, how was he going to do it? First off, he had to apologize for yelling at them, seeing their hurt faces was making him sad.

“I’m sorry for yelling girls, but you were about to rip me apart and I’m only one man.” After saying that, Mouse looked behind his shoulder and remembered the cattail hanging above his butt. “Er, I mean catman.”

“We understand master,” Mei said with a nod. Being the oldest one to have served Mouse, she should of known not to rush the man all at once, but whenever she looked at him with his chiseled chest, kind smile and erect penis, her mouth watered and she lost all control. There was just something about Mouse that drove women crazy.

“Master,” Rongo said, enjoying using the name that only those closest to Mouse used. “We can’t be expected to control ourselves. We see your handsome body and we go crazy. I’ve tried to maintain my lust, but I’ve failed you.” Rongo sniffled and wiped away a tear. Her lust for Mouse was so strong, that she couldn’t even begin to try and manage it, just like all the other girls.

“I understand.” Mouse really did. Although he was only human, he was all to aware of the effect he had on women. As much as he enjoyed sex, the constant attention he got was beginning to grate his nerves. Sometimes he wished to go back to the days when he only had one woman in bed, instead of three biting at his heels. He would never want to lose any of his girls, but he could do with a little space between them when in bed. At that moment, a light bulb went off in his head and he got an idea. He was the master here, so maybe he should actually act like it.

“Girls, I’m going to screw Rongo alone. You wait in the kitchen while I’m with her and don’t come out until I say so, do you got it?” The girls nodded without question and walked out of the living room. Mouse watched Mei, Yayoi and Hazuki leave with a bit of smugness. He had stood up to his girls and showed them why he was called their master. Turning towards Rongo, he caught the girl just in time as she threw herself at him. Inside the kitchen, the girls heard the sound of kissing and two bodies grinding into each other as they waited for their master to call them back in.