“Go. I’ll take care of your Queen.” I spoke, filling my chest as if I was a hero because that’s exactly how I felt. She nodded once, eyes suddenly welling up in tears, then sprang up to her feet and left. I turned back, touching the door.

  Would you like to save?

  I touched ‘yes’, hoping I wouldn’t need to use this saving point, but already glad that, if I died and appeared back in the last save, it wouldn’t be all the way back in Glennhaven. I entered the room with decided steps.

  * * *

  Faye surely was a Queen. She waited for me in the middle of the immense room, standing up with parted legs and double swords. She was an impressive sight, tall and lean, big tits held back by a black, almost see-through bra that let me see the contour of hard, round nipples. She clad a pair of panties from the same material, so see through I could distinguish some hair, but not enough for me to have a glimpse of her cleft. Around her body, a loose red robe rimmed with golden lines and leaves, tied around her tiny waist with a silk ribbon. Her hair was of a green so light it could pass as blond, long eyebrows and ears pierced with golden rings. Dark eyes exuded something between curiosity and arrogance as she studied me for a moment.

  “So it is you who managed to defeat my second in command?” She twisted her mouth, changing the weigh of her body. Her long, amazing legs ended in high, black heels that made my dick twitch. On the back of my mind, I could already imagine her completely naked but with her heels on as I bent her over one of the tables outside and fucked her senseless. She clicked her tongue, “I imagined better.”

  I grinned, holding up my sword and sliding my menu open. “I’m gonna make this quick. I can’t wait to see you on your knees.”

  She frowned, whatever pride she held in her face melting to rage. She jumped at me, and I used the moment of dodging to activate my skill.

  Punishment, because that’s exactly what she was going to receive.

  I jumped away and rose a sword to meet one of her own. She stretched her other arm, trying to stab me with the other sword, but her moves were clear. I jumped away once more, then feinted, pretending I’d attack her downward as I did with her general. She rose her sword in a defensive position, leaving her tight stomach open for an attack. I stabbed there, smiling to the critical notification that popped up.

  She stepped back, jumping with a twirl to one of my sides, but I dodged both of her weapons, slashing her on the back as she stepped down, another notification of critical popping up. She stared at me with wide eyes, giving her fancy movements up and attacking me head-on.

  Unfortunately for her, for that was exactly what I wanted. She kept herself close to me so she’d be able to hit me, but that gave me the chance of hitting her too. She was fast, but I was faster, and every two swings of her that I dodged, I landed a slash to her stomach.

  She was breathing hard after just some seconds of fight. Stepping back, she scowled. “You fucking human,” she spilled. “Who do you think you are to get in my way? I’m under the Necromancer, you know?”

  “I do,” I smiled, stepping forward to every step she took back. “And I’m gonna take him down too.”

  She breathed out, yelling as she threw one of her swords in my direction. I merely ducked to a side, and my sword was risen as she jumped at me one more time, trying to use any distraction in her favor. But there was none for her to use - my levels up guaranteed I was faster than her. I blocked her attacks as she now tried to keep her abs protected.

  As my skill was about to finish, I hoped for another critical, raising my sword sideways and swinging it with everything I got. She blocked it, raising her own sword to the front of her face, but my prayers were answered - the critical notification popped up and disappeared as my sword cut through hers, as it did with Aerin’s, and my blade slashed her through the neck. She gasped, stepping backward with trembling feet, her hand clutching her throat.

  My quest of Defeat Faye was complete, experience accumulating as I leveled up not once, not twice, but thrice. I grinned as I sheathed back my sword, tingles running up my spine.

  She breathed hard as she looked up at me. But her face was not submissive and completely transformed as Astra, the demoness, had been. She still frowned as she rose her chin up, her hand falling to her lap.

  “I surrender,” she breathed and for a moment, I feared it didn’t work out and she was about to say she’d leave and all that bullshit Astra used the first time. I hastily opened my menu, checking to see my health bar and if I got hit without noticing, but no - it was all there, 100% of health. She sighed heavily. “You won. You can do whatever you want to me.”

  Her face was serious, but I wasn’t very sure for a moment… Until I analyzed her dark eyes. They glinted, full of desire. I approached her, holding her jaw between my fingers. “Yeah? Anything?”

  She licked her full lips, “Anything, Master.”

  My cock celebrated inside my pants. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I touched a thumb to her lips, wondering about their softness and, more than eagerly, she opened her mouth to receive it, sucking on my finger greedily. My breathing hitched in my throat and I had to force myself to fill my lungs. She was still sucking on it when she moved her shoulders, letting the robe drop. My gaze slid down her lithe neck to her full breasts, the nipples now diamond-hard, pressing against the thin fabric.

  “Take this off,” I nodded to her chest. She took the clue, moving her hands so unlatch it from her back, amazing tits falling freely. I looked around the room, finding a large, four-poster bed covered in gold cloth to a side. Feeling rather bold and proud for winning on the first try, I pointed to it. “The rest too but keep the heels on, and crawl to the edge of the bed.”

  Something crossed her eyes, an undeniable, hot expectation, as she let my finger go with a pop, pressing her knees to the ground to slip her panties from her hips. She slid them down her thighs then stepped out of them, turning and crawling away from me.

  She had an impressive bubble butt, that was for sure, but I was too focused on her pussy lips to care. Trimmed, light green hair hemmed her lips, which now swell clearly, her entrance moist and glistening as she crawled away, the front of her heels scratching the floor behind her.

  I sighed, holding back the urge to just fuck her, there and then, on that amazing position. I followed her to the bed, watching her sitting down over her ankles with wide open legs. I could see the swollen head of her clit if she leaned back a little.

  Stepping in front of her, I undid the belt of my sword, laying it to the bed, then opened my pants, letting them drop around my feet. My dick sprang free, my long, hard length almost hitting her in the nose. She seemed to like it, smiling up at me as she opened her mouth wide.

  “No,” I called, sitting back on the bed and watching her waiting mouth water as she eyed my manhood. “That’s not what we’re gonna do now. From the look on your face, you’d enjoy that.”

  She nodded, still eying my length. “I would love to swallow your seed, Master. Please.”

  Gulping and restraining myself from accepting her suggestions, I shook my head. “No. What I’m gonna do is that I’m gonna fuck your boobs, and if you’re so eager to have my cum in your mouth, then I’m cumming on your face, but you won’t swallow it.”

  She blinked up at me for a moment, then smiled and I knew she’d like that too anyways. It was a fake punishment, and we all knew that and none of us really minded it. She brought her hands up to her chest, pressing the two globes together. “Then fuck me hard, Master.”

  I directed the head of my cock to the space between her boobs, and it slipped right between them. It was warm and I watched her moving them up and down for a moment, the swollen head of my member almost not showing up on the top of her big breasts. I opened my legs wider, giving her the necessary space to fit her arms against my thighs and bounce freely. Resting my weigh on my elbows, I watched the concentration the Queen assumed to make me cum. She pressed her chest so it engulfed my dick, and moved them up and down, slowly in the beginning. She picked up speed with every passing second.

  As I appreciated the sight of her boobs hitting my crotch, she looked up at me. “It’s rather dry, Master. May I make it wetter so it’s more comfortable for you?”

  I tipped my lip up. So much generosity. “Spit on it.”

  She did as I told her, a trail of spit connecting it from her mouth to the tip of my cock. It slid to the space between her tits, making it easier to glide. She picked up speed, licking her lips.

  “Do you want to suck me?”

  She nodded, eying the head of my cock as it bottomed up between her tits. “Yes. I want it very much.”

  “It’s a pity you won’t have it then.” I smiled, having an absurd amount of fun with that shit.

  She whimpered but said nothing, keeping her pace. Soon enough, between her amazing tits jerking me off and her visible lust to suck me, my balls tingled with the beginning of an orgasm. I sat up, retrieving my dick holding it by the base. “Sit back,” I ordered, my voice hoarse as I watched her sitting her round butt over her ankles, propping her round chest up, nipples hard as they pointed at me. I closed my fingers around my shaft, watching her licking her lips again as she forced her chest up with her elbows, her fingers reaching for her wet folds. “Don’t touch yourself,” I groaned. “I’m the one cumming here.”

  I finished the job, long stripes of white cum exploding from within me as I burst open. They hit her straight in the face, the first stripe hanging from her nose to her mouth. I shot her again and again, over her tits and cheeks until I was empty.

  Heaving, I stretched my hand to her, petting her hair as I pulled her in. She opened her mouth wide. “No,” I told her again, but I smiled this time. Her eagerness to taste me was so impressive I wondered if it was something written in her code. “Close that mouth of yours.” She did that, and I brought her face closer to my dick, her big eyes staring at it with pure lust.

  I’ve always wanted to do that, so I did - I slapped my dick to her cheek. She blinked the first time, looking up at me. I expected some sort of reprimand but, of course, it didn’t come. I slapped her twice more, her hands reaching up to cup my balls. I groaned and she groaned with me, her eyes closing as she rubbed her face against my shaft.

  I closed my fingers around her head, pushing her away and gazing at her cum-streaked face. “That was too easy for a punishment and I’m nowhere near satisfied.”

  She swallowed, opening her lips. “Master. Please, just let me taste you,” her eyes were pleading as I chortled. Too fucking eager.

  I looked around the room, my dick still full-on as I stepped out of my clothes. As my eyes roamed over the place, looking for something I could use, I paused on her bra abandoned by where we fought. Smirking, I turned to her waiting eyes. “Get up. Go to your bra.” She stood, turning and walking to her bra. “Slower,” I called to her. She got my meaning, swaying slowly on top of her heels, her round butt giving me a show. As she reached the bra, she bent her knees to fetch it. “Stop. Don’t bend your knees.” Once more, she obeyed, keeping her legs straight as she bowed down slowly, her pussy lips, now so wet some of her juice dripped down the back of her thigh, opening to me like a flower. She rose back and turned to me, holding her bra up.

  For a moment, my eyes slid to her pair of swords, abandoned close by. My sword was still by my side, and I wondered if she’d make a last standing… But of course she didn’t, and I watched her tits bouncing as she walked back to me, bringing me the piece of cloth.

  I stood, directing her to one of the bed columns and holding her hands up to it. I tied the bra around her wrists, fastening them against the bed, high above her head. She moaned loudly as I pulled the straps tighter and took a step back to watch my work.

  She stood there, tied to the column, her back arched, her plump ass pointing upwards as her heels pushed her hips high up. I sighed, closing my fingers around one of her butt cheeks.

  There was another thing I never thought I wanted, but now it felt so fucking right. “This is how I’m gonna punish you. I’m tying you up as you do to your slaves,” with a sudden movement, I brought my hand back and spanked her hard. She yelped, jumping up. “And I’m gonna hit you as one of your slaves.”

  She pushed her ass back, “I deserve so, Master. I’ve been a terrible leader.”

  “You’re not even an excuse of a leader,” I slapped her hard once more, her white skin turning red.

  “I’m not, Master,” she breathed. “I have done terrible things.”

  “You have,” I directed my other hand to her boob, pinching her nipple. “And you must pay for it, no?”

  “Yes, Master,” she gasped as I twisted her nipple between my digits. “Please, punish me.”

  I slapped her once more in that cheek, then the other one, kneading it after a moment. I abandoned her boob to walk behind her, spreading her ass cheeks. Her cunt dripped to the floor, and I could only think of spearing her. But tonight was a night of first times.

  And I had never eaten an ass.

  I watched her pink hole, spreading her cheeks further. Kneading the mounds, I approached my thumb from it, watching it clench tight around my finger. I heard her moan lightly as I pressed harder against her asshole.

  “Have you ever had a dick in your ass, whore?” I groaned, surprised for the words that escaped my lips.

  “No,” she heaved, but pushed her hips against my hand slightly. “We elves don’t do that.”

  “Oh,” I smiled, closing my fingers around my hard cock and bringing the head to her. I pulsed to be inside of her, but first I used my head to tease the entrance of her pussy, slicking my cock with her juices. I watched her muscles clench around my dick as I rubbed it against her entrance and over her clit. She moaned loudly as I rolled my head against her bundle of nerves, suddenly abandoning it and bringing my cock back to my objective. “So it’s going to be your first time too.”

  I heard her inhaling to ask me about it, but I positioned my cock against her, holding her hard on her hips, and I pushed. The head broke any resistance in a moment, the juices slicking me making it so much easier to slide all the way inside her. We gasped together, her tight, tight ass not hugging me, but choking me, her muscles so tight I thought I’d cum any second.

  Watching her gasping for air, I moved my hands to her tits, cupping them for a moment as I rested my forehead between her shoulder blades, getting used to the feeling of being chocked. I pressed her tits together for a moment, then slid my hand down her belly as I tried to refocus and not cum, my fingers finding her wet center as I massaged her clit.

  She moaned loudly, and I let myself finger her for a moment. She was unbelievably wet as I bent her further and slid a finger inside of her, then two. I crooked them, looking for her g-spot.

  Faye opened her legs, her ass pointing up and devouring me further up if it was possible. She buckled against my cock, milking me. I abandoned her pussy, straightening as she gasped with disappointment.

  “This…” I heaved, “This is a punishment.” And without notice, I slapped her. She flinched, but I held her back, bringing her against my hips. I slapped her again, harder, making her yelp as I held my breath and moved against her.

  I knew I was about to cum once more, so I slapped her, watching her ass cheek bounce as I fucked her hard, our hips meeting again and again, desperately, chasing and holding my orgasm back at the same time.

  Her moans spilled from her lips non stop, one after the other, until they became one long torrent of sounds. I braced against her hips, buckling hard against her. Her muscles clutched against me until I came undone.

  I exploded inside her ass, and I couldn’t hold the loud groan escaping from the cave-man inside of me. She milked me as she reached her own orgasm, trembling as she moaned in a high-pitched voice. She still buckled back against me for a moment as I caught my breath. I slipped my cock out, holding it up to paint her red ass with my load, the silhouette of my palm marked against her.

  Her knees gave out and she fell on them, heaving as I watched her juices squirting from out of her to the floor.

  I groaned, my voice heavy. “I told you. I was the one cumming here.”

  She looked over her shoulder, eyes foggy in lust. “I’m sorry, Master. Please, punish me harder.”

  I smirked. This night could go on forever.

  5

  Once more, I woke up to a strange ceiling, my mind too foggy to care. I basked on the haziness of waking up after cumming so many times (thank you for the stamina, game) before tiredness won me over. As I turned to my side, I could remember deciding to sleep between Faye’s soft breasts. They were not under me now as I opened an eye and investigated my surroundings.

  Once more, I was in what had to be the room of an inn. Much better than the last one, that had to be said, but still the usual RPG inn room. The sheets were soft against my naked skin, but it was probably morning and I could sleep in my real body, not while I had so much to do in-game. I threw the sheets away, standing up and reaching for my clothes, laying by a chair pretty much as the last time.

 

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