Quinten had been in her room longer than he realized. They were now only 40 days from the guild conference back on Earth. It was easy to escape the city and meet up with his fellow Earthlings. As the pleasure slave no one really asked what he was doing. After Azya kicked him out he was left to his own devices. He ran out of the city, jumped on his Glider and headed to their ship.
“Where the hell were you?” Tosh asked as he walked up.
“Plarious Burill was in town,” Quin said. “I may have lost my cool. Got the shit kicked out of me cus of this thing.” He touched the collar. He didn’t know Plarious’ level, but Quinten felt confident in their next real fight.
“Well we have the crew lined up. They want 1,000 Syscos to take the job, and another 1,000 when its done,” Nadir said.
“Cool, think we can trust them?”
“Should be able to. They want about 5 times their worth,” Tosh said. “They have a ship and were leaving anyway. Promised discretion and enough time for us to shuttle people back and forth between ships.” They stepped into the ship. It was packed full of Star Elves and a few females from other species Quin recognized from the palace.
“What is the pleasure slave doing here?” One of the girls whispered. Other’s hushed her.
“He is the one getting us out of here,” Yutell said. She looked much better than the last time Asher had seen her.
“Did Wjiskult’s ring have what we needed?” He asked. Yutell was there, but not Hiken.
“He had a pendant that freed most of us,” she said. “My husband and a few other men are attuned to someone else.”
“Any idea who?” Quin asked.
“Azya Burill of course,” she said.
“Crap,” he said. “I forgot to grab hers.” He wasn’t sure she would be too happy to see him. “When will we be ready?”
“We are ready now. A few of those left were waiting until we had a for sure time,” Nadir said.
“Ok then. Get them here,” he said looking around. “I will go get the key from the princess. I will be back in an hour. Whoever is not here will be left behind.” Grumbling to himself, he was honestly happy for the opportunity. A plan had been forming, and it was time to make it come to fruition.
Back at the castle he was confronted by Hiken. “Where were you? Ms. Azya has sent everyone looking for you.”
“I was at our ship. We are leaving within the hour,” Quin said.
“But the Burills. We don’t have all the collars off,” he said frantically.
“We will. I am going to get it now. Get everyone to my ship,” he ordered. Hiken nodded and ran off.
Quin knew the way to her room well. More blood elves walked in his way. He didn’t bow or apologize and simply walked past. None stopped him, he was the city leader’s pleasure slave. As he came close to her room he could hear her crying. His gut clenched knowing what he had to do.
“Princess,” he said, stepping into her room.
She stopped sobbing and lifted her head from her pillows. He had only been gone an hour, but she looked a complete wreck. “Quin!” She yelled getting out of bed. She ran at him, wrapping her arms around him. “Where were you? No one could find you.”
“I went for a walk,” he said. Grabbing her shoulders he pushed her to arms length. “What is the matter?”
“I wanted to apologize,” she said meekly, looking to the ground.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” he said. “I am your slave. You do what you want to me.” She bit her lip as tears fell from her eyes.
“I know, but I only have 2 weeks,” she said. “That was the deal to let you live. I would marry my uncle in 2 weeks.” She began to cry again.
“What? You didn’t tell me that,” he said, pulling her back to him. “Why do you have 2 weeks?”
“That’s the start of our new year,” she sobbed. “My uncle wanted me to be announced as his new wife at that point, to cement his role as the next in line.”
“Is that really a thing?” He asked. “That’s incest. That’s wrong.” He shook with the thought of it. Yes, they may have done a mild incest roleplay, but still, it’s wrong to do it for real.
“It’s a common practice to keep blood elf lines pure,” she said crying still. “I don’t have a choice. You know everything about me Quin. There are no other options. It’s either this, or he will have me killed and he will be the last choice.”
Quinten knew what he had to do, but not how to go about it. “So what do you propose?”
“Give me 2 weeks, please,” she said. “If I am to marry him, I would at least like to enjoy these 2 weeks with you. Then I’ll set you free, and you can go.”
“Azya, I’m not about to leave you to that bastard,” he said. She tried to hide a smile, but he saw it. Her eyes still poured with tears. “I think I have a way to help you,” he said.
“How?” She asked. He couldn’t help wondering how she could be so innocent. He was supposed to be a slave, what could he do?
“It will require a roleplay,” he said. She nodded. He pulled handcuffs out of his ring, no one had noticed he kept his Timeless Ring on. “Do you know what bondage is?” He showed her the cuffs.
“A little,” she said with a gulp.
“Do you trust me?” Quinten asked. She was slow to answer but nodded eventually.
| Roleplay Skill Deactivating |
Asher handcuffed her and set her on her bed. She sat up nervously. They were extra strong handcuffs, so he didn’t worry about her breaking out. “What would you do if I could give you everything you needed to take over the Burills?” He asked. She didn’t bother to answer, Azya knew it was an impossibility.
Pulling huge amounts of mana from the air Asher felt it disperse before it could take root in his body. The collar was quite strong. Annoyed, he continuously brought it to his hands. Slowly he gripped the collar around his neck and with a hard jerk tore it off. “That proves that,” he said with a smile.
“How!?” She said standing up. He pushed her down. “But you said you’d-”
“I know what I said.” He began to channel mana into his face. It changed slowly as he stared at her mirror. When he was done he looked back. She had fear in her eyes.
“You’re the…” Her voice cracked as she began to cry again. She tried to fight against the handcuffs.
“The Lawful Good, yes,” he said sadly. He grabbed her shoulders to keep her on the bed. “I didn’t want to kill you brother. I begged him to not duel me. He wanted my titles and Syscos, and was blinded by them.” He pulled out Fetience’s sword from his ring.
| Night Burill | |
| Rarity | Legendary |
| Enchant 1 | Burill Bound |
| Enchant 2 | 50% Kill rate |
“I will give this to you,” Asher said. “You mentioned that it could prove you are the next in line to the throne.” She stared with her mouth open. Amazement was obvious in her cute face. There was still fear in her eyes so he threw it behind her. “I challenge Azya Burill to an honor duel. Stakes are my Elvarian Title.”
She looked at him confused. “What?”
“Just accept the duel,” he said. She nodded and the screen popped up.
| DUEL REQUEST |
| You have requested a duel with Azya Burill |
| Time Limit: N/A |
| Terms |
| Surrender or defeat |
| Rewards |
| Elvarian Title |
| Accept: |
| Y/N |
“I forfeit,” Asher said aloud.
| DUEL REQUEST |
| You have lost your duel. |
| Time Limit: N/A |
| Terms |
| Surrender or defeat |
| You lose: |
| Elvarian Title |
Asher pulled up his screen. Apparently he still had 10 titles. His Death Dodger Title was back so he only lost 5 stat points.
| Name: | Asher Whitmore | Skills: | ||
| Alias: | Quinten Hardly | Acting | LVL MAX | |
| System: | PORN STAR | STD Immunity | LVL MAX | |
| Level: | 57 | Roleplay | LVL MAX | |
| Experience | 105,385/545,000 | 0+% | Prop Manifestation | LVL MAX |
| Title: | Lawful Good (10) | Relationship Screen | LVL 12 | |
| Guild: | Community | Ahegao | LVL 10 | |
| Syscos: | 18,545 | Survival | LVL 20 | |
| Tracking | LVL 21 | |||
| HP: | 225 | /225 (5) | Brawling | LVL 21 |
| MP: | 177 | /177 | Battleshout | LVL 20 |
| Intimidation | LVL 25 | |||
| Stats: | 0 | Powerstrike | LVL 25 | |
| Strength: | 75 | Justice | LVL 19 | |
| Dexterity: | 61 | Battle Instincts | LVL 23 | |
| Endurance: | 75 | Weapon Throw | LVL 20 | |
| Agility: | 60 | Full Body Control | LVL MAX | |
| Wisdom: | 59 | Mesmerizing Gaze | LVL 17 | |
| Intelligence: | 59 | Healing Touch | LVL 20 | |
| Luck: | 44 | Mana Sight | LVL 30 | |
| Charm: | 43 | Revenge | LVL 28 | |
| Role Immersion | LVL MAX | |||
| Custom Stats: | Mana Sense | LVL 22 | ||
| Dick Length | 9 Inches | Share the Love | LVL 9 | |
| Dick Diameter | 2 Inches | Cleanliness | LVL 19 | |
| Fertility | Off | Dragon Palm | LVL 13 | |
| Pheromones | 20 | Sex Bomb | LVL 19 | |
| Libido | 10 | Coupling Mana | LVL 10 | |
| Height | 6'-5" | Orgy Control | LVL MAX | |
| Empower | LVL 9 | |||
| Casanova | LVL 10 | |||
| Kama Sutra | LVL 5 | |||
| Mana Manifestation | LVL 8 | |||
“There,” Asher said. “Everything I took from Fetince is now yours.” She had a lost look in her eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was a sad or happy expression. “Will this guarantee you will take over?” He asked.
She sniffled, still looking up at him. Azya had a cute cherub face, even when crying. She didn’t answer, but he could tell it wasn’t enough. He pulled out 30 Medals and dropped them next to her. “In all honesty I won 15,000 Syscos from your brother as well. I will give you these. 30,000 Syscos are charged on them. If your Syscos are disabled, these will have to do. But I have 2 conditions.” She looked at him expectantly. “Number 1: Slavery is wrong. Not a dime of this will be used to enslave anyone. If you can’t give me your word on this, then I will go and take everything with me.” She nodded quickly. “Number 2: Plarious is mine.”
“Plarious?”
“Plarious, your uncle. I want him out of the guild when you take power. I want you to tell him that I helped lead him there. But I don’t want him dead. When he is stranded, stripped, and left with nothing you will tell me his location.”
“How?” She asked.
“My wife, Lyola Lofgren of the Roktai. You can get in touch with her, and she will tell me.”
“Then what?” She asked.
“Then I will decide his fate. He did something to me once, and I plan to kill him for it. But not until he has nothing left.” She didn’t answer but he didn’t think she would have any problem with it. Asher was hit with another idea.
“I also worry about people trying to force themselves on you. Learn this, and it should take care of the problem.” He dropped the book next to the Medals.
| Sex Skill Book: Celibacy | |
| Cost | Quest Reward |
| Description | Force Target's Libido to 0 |
“You have Sex Mana so you should be able to learn it,” Asher said. “I don’t have a use for it.”
She began crying again. “Why?” She asked.
“Why what?”
“Why are you helping me?” She asked, still sobbing. Asher moved to her dresser and grabbed the golden disk that released the slaves.
“I was given a quest to free the slaves you own,” Asher admitted. “We will be leaving the planet soon.” He studied her. She didn’t fight the handcuffs anymore, but her eyes still dripped with tears. “As far as why I’m helping you?” Asher asked. He brought up his Relationship Screen.
| Relationship Screen (LVL 12) | |||||
| Name | Attachment | Location | Kinks | Prefered Phallic Size | Erogenous Zone |
| Alice Campbell | Level 4 | Transit | Voyeurism/Exibitionism | 6" | Ass/Nipples |
| Zora Mlakar | Level 10 | Denver, CO | Impregnation/Wife Play | 7" | Ears/Nipples |
| Tiffany Tyler | Level 12 | Transit | Submission/Domination | 8" | Breasts/Ass/Throat |
| Lyola Lofgren | Level 10 | Roktai Capital | Large Genitalia/Women | 10" | Ears/Legs |
| Amanda Neil | Level 1 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Women/Shame | 7.5" | Feet/Arms |
| Joon Sang | Level 8 | Denver, CO | Strength/Pain | 7" | Ass/Neck |
| Tillie Shubrun | Level 7 | Roktai Capital | Impregnation/Anal | 8" | Ass/Thighs |
| Prillish Klashsic | Level 1 | Demarken | Power/Different Species | 9.5" | Tail/Horns |
| Elifflee Ialna | Level 8 | Transit | Bondage/Orgasm Control | 9" | Scalp/Navel |
| Chartalla Ursa | Level 1 | Transit | Rough Play/Submission | 8.25" | Hair/Throat |
| Azya Burill | Level 2 | Azya, Endorval | All | 7.5" | Nipples/Ass |
Asher chuckled. She did have the kink system, it wasn’t surprising she could be into all of them. She was level 2, that meant she really liked him. “I really like you Azya,” he admitted. “I don’t like your guild, or your people, and I hate your Uncle with all my heart. Slavery is a disgusting habit. But you are a good person, and I see that you are just as trapped as many you trap.”
She tried to dry her eyes, but her cheeks couldn’t reach her shoulders. He chuckled as he wiped them for her. She didn’t flinch from the touch. “This should be everything you need to break free,” he said. “Is there anything I am missing?”
“Will I ever see you again?” She asked.
“If you want?” He asked. “If you can take control of your people, I will be happy for you. Worry about that before anything else.” He turned to go.
“Wait!” She yelled, getting up. “If you leave me like this, I’ll scream.” She warned.
“I can’t exactly untie you,” he said, annoyed.
“Then someone will come in here,” she said. “Take me with you.”
“I’m going to my planet, Pinky. You wouldn’t be able to leave, sorry.”
“What if I don’t want to leave your planet?” She asked. “What if I want to stay with you?”
“I just gave you a bunch of shit to help you take over your planet Azya,” he spat. “Do you not have a responsibility to these people?”
“I know! But I’m scared!” She yelled back as he tried to walk away again.
Asher sighed. How could these elves be so old, but so young? “So if I leave you like this, you’ll yell for help?” She nodded. He hit her with 100 Pheromones. Her head shot back as she fell on the bed. He walked up to her. He hadn’t noticed but she was leaking quite heavily.
“Are you turned on by this?” He asked. She didn’t answer as her body shook. Asher pulled her legs to his. Lining up his dick with her entrance he dropped the Pheromones back down. “Cuffs on or off?” He pulled their key from his ring. She looked at him, then the key, then back to him and didn’t answer. “Same safe word.” She nodded. Asher began to pour mana into his dick making it much larger. It was thick and almost 15 inches by the time he was done. Her eyes bulged as she stared at it. “Ready to say it?” He asked. She shook her head, biting her mouth shut. He really wanted to continue. A part of him said he shouldn’t remind her that he killed her brother. This wasn’t the best time.
Asher parted her lower lips and slid in. “Gods!” She screamed. He used Genitalia Control to widen her, but she was still tight. When he was half way in she screamed as he slammed the rest of the way. “Oh gods!” She said looking between her tits. She noticed the bulge and began to almost hyperventilate. Then she was cumming hard. Her legs tried to escape his grasp, he held on tight. Pounding in and out of her she screamed louder. He didn’t worry about anyone walking in. She had always been loud.
Leaning over he began biting her neck, then chin, then kissing her. She moaned in his mouth as she came again. He really needed to speed this along. Asher began casting Casanova in his dick. She sputtered as her tongue flopped out of her mouth. Her whole body shook as he humped into her. For a while now she was getting the vanilla stuff. Him at 1% of his strength. Now it was time to show her at least 50%. Her voice squeaked as each orgasm rolled into another. When her voice cracked and her pussy was drenched he grunted and came in her hard. She lightly groaned, already passed out and with a smile on her face he filled her to the brim.
“I’ll miss you,” he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. He laid the key for the cuffs on her abs as he headed out. Putting on his clothes and armor he was out the door and ready to go.
Quinten had been in her room longer than he realized. They were now only 40 days from the guild conference back on Earth. It was easy to escape the city and meet up with his fellow Earthlings. As the pleasure slave no one really asked what he was doing. After Azya kicked him out he was left to his own devices. He ran out of the city, jumped on his Glider and headed to their ship.
“Where the hell were you?” Tosh asked as he walked up.
“Plarious Burill was in town,” Quin said. “I may have lost my cool. Got the shit kicked out of me cus of this thing.” He touched the collar. He didn’t know Plarious’ level, but Quinten felt confident in their next real fight.
“Well we have the crew lined up. They want 1,000 Syscos to take the job, and another 1,000 when its done,” Nadir said.
“Cool, think we can trust them?”
“Should be able to. They want about 5 times their worth,” Tosh said. “They have a ship and were leaving anyway. Promised discretion and enough time for us to shuttle people back and forth between ships.” They stepped into the ship. It was packed full of Star Elves and a few females from other species Quin recognized from the palace.
“What is the pleasure slave doing here?” One of the girls whispered. Other’s hushed her.
“He is the one getting us out of here,” Yutell said. She looked much better than the last time Asher had seen her.
“Did Wjiskult’s ring have what we needed?” He asked. Yutell was there, but not Hiken.
“He had a pendant that freed most of us,” she said. “My husband and a few other men are attuned to someone else.”
“Any idea who?” Quin asked.
“Azya Burill of course,” she said.
“Crap,” he said. “I forgot to grab hers.” He wasn’t sure she would be too happy to see him. “When will we be ready?”
“We are ready now. A few of those left were waiting until we had a for sure time,” Nadir said.
“Ok then. Get them here,” he said looking around. “I will go get the key from the princess. I will be back in an hour. Whoever is not here will be left behind.” Grumbling to himself, he was honestly happy for the opportunity. A plan had been forming, and it was time to make it come to fruition.
Back at the castle he was confronted by Hiken. “Where were you? Ms. Azya has sent everyone looking for you.”
“I was at our ship. We are leaving within the hour,” Quin said.
“But the Burills. We don’t have all the collars off,” he said frantically.
“We will. I am going to get it now. Get everyone to my ship,” he ordered. Hiken nodded and ran off.
Quin knew the way to her room well. More blood elves walked in his way. He didn’t bow or apologize and simply walked past. None stopped him, he was the city leader’s pleasure slave. As he came close to her room he could hear her crying. His gut clenched knowing what he had to do.
“Princess,” he said, stepping into her room.
She stopped sobbing and lifted her head from her pillows. He had only been gone an hour, but she looked a complete wreck. “Quin!” She yelled getting out of bed. She ran at him, wrapping her arms around him. “Where were you? No one could find you.”
“I went for a walk,” he said. Grabbing her shoulders he pushed her to arms length. “What is the matter?”
“I wanted to apologize,” she said meekly, looking to the ground.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” he said. “I am your slave. You do what you want to me.” She bit her lip as tears fell from her eyes.
“I know, but I only have 2 weeks,” she said. “That was the deal to let you live. I would marry my uncle in 2 weeks.” She began to cry again.
“What? You didn’t tell me that,” he said, pulling her back to him. “Why do you have 2 weeks?”
“That’s the start of our new year,” she sobbed. “My uncle wanted me to be announced as his new wife at that point, to cement his role as the next in line.”
“Is that really a thing?” He asked. “That’s incest. That’s wrong.” He shook with the thought of it. Yes, they may have done a mild incest roleplay, but still, it’s wrong to do it for real.
“It’s a common practice to keep blood elf lines pure,” she said crying still. “I don’t have a choice. You know everything about me Quin. There are no other options. It’s either this, or he will have me killed and he will be the last choice.”
Quinten knew what he had to do, but not how to go about it. “So what do you propose?”
“Give me 2 weeks, please,” she said. “If I am to marry him, I would at least like to enjoy these 2 weeks with you. Then I’ll set you free, and you can go.”
“Azya, I’m not about to leave you to that bastard,” he said. She tried to hide a smile, but he saw it. Her eyes still poured with tears. “I think I have a way to help you,” he said.
“How?” She asked. He couldn’t help wondering how she could be so innocent. He was supposed to be a slave, what could he do?
“It will require a roleplay,” he said. She nodded. He pulled handcuffs out of his ring, no one had noticed he kept his Timeless Ring on. “Do you know what bondage is?” He showed her the cuffs.
“A little,” she said with a gulp.
“Do you trust me?” Quinten asked. She was slow to answer but nodded eventually.
| Roleplay Skill Deactivating |
Asher handcuffed her and set her on her bed. She sat up nervously. They were extra strong handcuffs, so he didn’t worry about her breaking out. “What would you do if I could give you everything you needed to take over the Burills?” He asked. She didn’t bother to answer, Azya knew it was an impossibility.
Pulling huge amounts of mana from the air Asher felt it disperse before it could take root in his body. The collar was quite strong. Annoyed, he continuously brought it to his hands. Slowly he gripped the collar around his neck and with a hard jerk tore it off. “That proves that,” he said with a smile.
“How!?” She said standing up. He pushed her down. “But you said you’d-”
“I know what I said.” He began to channel mana into his face. It changed slowly as he stared at her mirror. When he was done he looked back. She had fear in her eyes.
“You’re the…” Her voice cracked as she began to cry again. She tried to fight against the handcuffs.
“The Lawful Good, yes,” he said sadly. He grabbed her shoulders to keep her on the bed. “I didn’t want to kill you brother. I begged him to not duel me. He wanted my titles and Syscos, and was blinded by them.” He pulled out Fetience’s sword from his ring.
| Night Burill | |
| Rarity | Legendary |
| Enchant 1 | Burill Bound |
| Enchant 2 | 50% Kill rate |
“I will give this to you,” Asher said. “You mentioned that it could prove you are the next in line to the throne.” She stared with her mouth open. Amazement was obvious in her cute face. There was still fear in her eyes so he threw it behind her. “I challenge Azya Burill to an honor duel. Stakes are my Elvarian Title.”
She looked at him confused. “What?”
“Just accept the duel,” he said. She nodded and the screen popped up.
| DUEL REQUEST |
| You have requested a duel with Azya Burill |
| Time Limit: N/A |
| Terms |
| Surrender or defeat |
| Rewards |
| Elvarian Title |
| Accept: |
| Y/N |
“I forfeit,” Asher said aloud.
| DUEL REQUEST |
| You have lost your duel. |
| Time Limit: N/A |
| Terms |
| Surrender or defeat |
| You lose: |
| Elvarian Title |
Asher pulled up his screen. Apparently he still had 10 titles. His Death Dodger Title was back so he only lost 5 stat points.
| Name: | Asher Whitmore | Skills: | ||
| Alias: | Quinten Hardly | Acting | LVL MAX | |
| System: | PORN STAR | STD Immunity | LVL MAX | |
| Level: | 57 | Roleplay | LVL MAX | |
| Experience | 105,385/545,000 | 0+% | Prop Manifestation | LVL MAX |
| Title: | Lawful Good (10) | Relationship Screen | LVL 12 | |
| Guild: | Community | Ahegao | LVL 10 | |
| Syscos: | 18,545 | Survival | LVL 20 | |
| Tracking | LVL 21 | |||
| HP: | 225 | /225 (5) | Brawling | LVL 21 |
| MP: | 177 | /177 | Battleshout | LVL 20 |
| Intimidation | LVL 25 | |||
| Stats: | 0 | Powerstrike | LVL 25 | |
| Strength: | 75 | Justice | LVL 19 | |
| Dexterity: | 61 | Battle Instincts | LVL 23 | |
| Endurance: | 75 | Weapon Throw | LVL 20 | |
| Agility: | 60 | Full Body Control | LVL MAX | |
| Wisdom: | 59 | Mesmerizing Gaze | LVL 17 | |
| Intelligence: | 59 | Healing Touch | LVL 20 | |
| Luck: | 44 | Mana Sight | LVL 30 | |
| Charm: | 43 | Revenge | LVL 28 | |
| Role Immersion | LVL MAX | |||
| Custom Stats: | Mana Sense | LVL 22 | ||
| Dick Length | 9 Inches | Share the Love | LVL 9 | |
| Dick Diameter | 2 Inches | Cleanliness | LVL 19 | |
| Fertility | Off | Dragon Palm | LVL 13 | |
| Pheromones | 20 | Sex Bomb | LVL 19 | |
| Libido | 10 | Coupling Mana | LVL 10 | |
| Height | 6'-5" | Orgy Control | LVL MAX | |
| Empower | LVL 9 | |||
| Casanova | LVL 10 | |||
| Kama Sutra | LVL 5 | |||
| Mana Manifestation | LVL 8 | |||
“There,” Asher said. “Everything I took from Fetince is now yours.” She had a lost look in her eyes. He wasn’t sure if it was a sad or happy expression. “Will this guarantee you will take over?” He asked.
She sniffled, still looking up at him. Azya had a cute cherub face, even when crying. She didn’t answer, but he could tell it wasn’t enough. He pulled out 30 Medals and dropped them next to her. “In all honesty I won 15,000 Syscos from your brother as well. I will give you these. 30,000 Syscos are charged on them. If your Syscos are disabled, these will have to do. But I have 2 conditions.” She looked at him expectantly. “Number 1: Slavery is wrong. Not a dime of this will be used to enslave anyone. If you can’t give me your word on this, then I will go and take everything with me.” She nodded quickly. “Number 2: Plarious is mine.”
“Plarious?”
“Plarious, your uncle. I want him out of the guild when you take power. I want you to tell him that I helped lead him there. But I don’t want him dead. When he is stranded, stripped, and left with nothing you will tell me his location.”
“How?” She asked.
“My wife, Lyola Lofgren of the Roktai. You can get in touch with her, and she will tell me.”
“Then what?” She asked.
“Then I will decide his fate. He did something to me once, and I plan to kill him for it. But not until he has nothing left.” She didn’t answer but he didn’t think she would have any problem with it. Asher was hit with another idea.
“I also worry about people trying to force themselves on you. Learn this, and it should take care of the problem.” He dropped the book next to the Medals.
| Sex Skill Book: Celibacy | |
| Cost | Quest Reward |
| Description | Force Target's Libido to 0 |
“You have Sex Mana so you should be able to learn it,” Asher said. “I don’t have a use for it.”
She began crying again. “Why?” She asked.
“Why what?”
“Why are you helping me?” She asked, still sobbing. Asher moved to her dresser and grabbed the golden disk that released the slaves.
“I was given a quest to free the slaves you own,” Asher admitted. “We will be leaving the planet soon.” He studied her. She didn’t fight the handcuffs anymore, but her eyes still dripped with tears. “As far as why I’m helping you?” Asher asked. He brought up his Relationship Screen.
| Relationship Screen (LVL 12) | |||||
| Name | Attachment | Location | Kinks | Prefered Phallic Size | Erogenous Zone |
| Alice Campbell | Level 4 | Transit | Voyeurism/Exibitionism | 6" | Ass/Nipples |
| Zora Mlakar | Level 10 | Denver, CO | Impregnation/Wife Play | 7" | Ears/Nipples |
| Tiffany Tyler | Level 12 | Transit | Submission/Domination | 8" | Breasts/Ass/Throat |
| Lyola Lofgren | Level 10 | Roktai Capital | Large Genitalia/Women | 10" | Ears/Legs |
| Amanda Neil | Level 1 | Thousand Oaks, CA | Women/Shame | 7.5" | Feet/Arms |
| Joon Sang | Level 8 | Denver, CO | Strength/Pain | 7" | Ass/Neck |
| Tillie Shubrun | Level 7 | Roktai Capital | Impregnation/Anal | 8" | Ass/Thighs |
| Prillish Klashsic | Level 1 | Demarken | Power/Different Species | 9.5" | Tail/Horns |
| Elifflee Ialna | Level 8 | Transit | Bondage/Orgasm Control | 9" | Scalp/Navel |
| Chartalla Ursa | Level 1 | Transit | Rough Play/Submission | 8.25" | Hair/Throat |
| Azya Burill | Level 2 | Azya, Endorval | All | 7.5" | Nipples/Ass |
Asher chuckled. She did have the kink system, it wasn’t surprising she could be into all of them. She was level 2, that meant she really liked him. “I really like you Azya,” he admitted. “I don’t like your guild, or your people, and I hate your Uncle with all my heart. Slavery is a disgusting habit. But you are a good person, and I see that you are just as trapped as many you trap.”
She tried to dry her eyes, but her cheeks couldn’t reach her shoulders. He chuckled as he wiped them for her. She didn’t flinch from the touch. “This should be everything you need to break free,” he said. “Is there anything I am missing?”
“Will I ever see you again?” She asked.
“If you want?” He asked. “If you can take control of your people, I will be happy for you. Worry about that before anything else.” He turned to go.
“Wait!” She yelled, getting up. “If you leave me like this, I’ll scream.” She warned.
“I can’t exactly untie you,” he said, annoyed.
“Then someone will come in here,” she said. “Take me with you.”
“I’m going to my planet, Pinky. You wouldn’t be able to leave, sorry.”
“What if I don’t want to leave your planet?” She asked. “What if I want to stay with you?”
“I just gave you a bunch of shit to help you take over your planet Azya,” he spat. “Do you not have a responsibility to these people?”
“I know! But I’m scared!” She yelled back as he tried to walk away again.
Asher sighed. How could these elves be so old, but so young? “So if I leave you like this, you’ll yell for help?” She nodded. He hit her with 100 Pheromones. Her head shot back as she fell on the bed. He walked up to her. He hadn’t noticed but she was leaking quite heavily.
“Are you turned on by this?” He asked. She didn’t answer as her body shook. Asher pulled her legs to his. Lining up his dick with her entrance he dropped the Pheromones back down. “Cuffs on or off?” He pulled their key from his ring. She looked at him, then the key, then back to him and didn’t answer. “Same safe word.” She nodded. Asher began to pour mana into his dick making it much larger. It was thick and almost 15 inches by the time he was done. Her eyes bulged as she stared at it. “Ready to say it?” He asked. She shook her head, biting her mouth shut. He really wanted to continue. A part of him said he shouldn’t remind her that he killed her brother. This wasn’t the best time.
Asher parted her lower lips and slid in. “Gods!” She screamed. He used Genitalia Control to widen her, but she was still tight. When he was half way in she screamed as he slammed the rest of the way. “Oh gods!” She said looking between her tits. She noticed the bulge and began to almost hyperventilate. Then she was cumming hard. Her legs tried to escape his grasp, he held on tight. Pounding in and out of her she screamed louder. He didn’t worry about anyone walking in. She had always been loud.
Leaning over he began biting her neck, then chin, then kissing her. She moaned in his mouth as she came again. He really needed to speed this along. Asher began casting Casanova in his dick. She sputtered as her tongue flopped out of her mouth. Her whole body shook as he humped into her. For a while now she was getting the vanilla stuff. Him at 1% of his strength. Now it was time to show her at least 50%. Her voice squeaked as each orgasm rolled into another. When her voice cracked and her pussy was drenched he grunted and came in her hard. She lightly groaned, already passed out and with a smile on her face he filled her to the brim.
“I’ll miss you,” he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. He laid the key for the cuffs on her abs as he headed out. Putting on his clothes and armor he was out the door and ready to go.
