I groaned, my dick growing hard inside my pants. This game was torture. Why did all demonesses have to be so hot and provocative? She giggled, covering her mouth with a hand as she ogled the bulge in my pants.

  I held my sword up, reminding myself there was a hostage, probably Brianna, somewhere in the castle, and the city was burning up. Again.

  The demoness decided for me. She darted, stretching her clawed hands and swiping the air on the exact place my throat would be if I hadn’t jumped back. I took another set of steps back, readying my sword for her next attack. She bared her fangs, brows furrowing as she jumped at me again. But this time I was ready. I swung my sword at her, but I didn’t use all my strength and she used her claws to deflect it. I gasped - this had never happened before. Up until this moment, it was me attacking them and them taking longer and longer to die. Even with such a bad swing, I only though she would duck.

  She used my shock to her advantage. With a grin, she punched me straight in the gut. Unprepared, I took the full blow, air leaving my lungs as I toppled back. I tried to gasp for air but had to duck mid-action as she used her clawed hand as a weapon once more.

  Fuck, she was good! And she was hell-bent on not letting me get to her boss. From a side corridor, I heard a loud yelp, from a clearly female voice. Clenching my teeth, I stared at my enemy and waited. I waited for an opening.

  She smirked. “Looks like Mistress is already having fun with your friend.”

  Something clicked inside of me. What kind of man would I be if I let an innocent girl suffer, be tortured, or worse? Even if she was not real, letting her agonize would be a grand statement about what kind of person I was. Video games were places where you could do anything your heart desired, and I was not about to become a person I abhorred.

  I pushed forward, swinging my sword as to make my foe step back. She did, frowning, but struck immediately after. I dodged and took my chance.

  I’ve noticed she stretched her arm too far off when she made the swipe motion - her side was completely exposed for a moment as she didn’t control the strength she used to attack me. So as soon as I escaped her next attack, I stabbed her straight to the ribs with my blade.

  She gasped, widening her eyes as my sword dug deep in her body. Her eyes were pure fury while I pulled the sword back, using her moment of shock to create a distance between us. But she was not this easy to kill - she lunged at me, screaming her head out.

  I still had to pierce her torso twice before I noticed her speed dwindle. I gulped, searching for air, grateful the game gave me so much more stamina than I’d ever dreamed of having. We were fighting for a while now and I was mainly ducking and keeping my eyes open for my final shot. I knew she was close to her own end.

  The demoness stretched her arm and though I expected her to swipe at me, she closed her hand in a fist and punched me. She grinned as I watched my health points dropping another bit on the bar to the corner of my vision.

  “Getting tired, hero?” She teased, but she was as out of breath as I was. Her chest heaved, her scaly wings drooped. I knew that, if there was any blood in the game, she’d be drenched in it.

  I smirked right back at her, stepping forward with my sword clutched between my fingers. I wasn’t about to give her time to rest. Her face melted in a worried expression as she frowned, stepping back, but I charged on, swiping my sword as hard as I could, a scream escaping from my throat as I attacked in a motion that would clear her head off her shoulders.

  Her body fell back with a thud, her chest bouncing with the movement. I sighed deeply, letting my sword arm drop. Numbers hovered above her stomach for a moment and my spine tingled as I appreciated the silence around me.

  You leveled up. 12 > 13

  I was stepping back to turn around and go after the final boss when something caught my eye. The succubus’ eyes were open, rolled up high inside her head. Her dark hair opened as a fan under her. And her dress rode up her thighs, exposing her crotch. I had never wondered but was surprised to find out they seemingly went commando. Her shaved pussy lips were slightly parted, a swollen pink clit peeking from between her labia. My dick went rock hard in an instant, noticing female demons apparently got aroused when fighting - I could clearly see her juices glistening.

  I was surprised I took this long to figure this out. But then again, I wasn’t about to become a rapist and a necrophiliac, so I stepped back, focused on finding whoever this Mistress was.

  * * *

  I pretty much followed the yelps and whimpers to find the right corridor. As I entered a long hall, a double set of mahogany doors at the end of it, the cries became so clear I was sure they had to be at other side of that door.

  Checking my health bar, I decided it would be for the best to gulp that one healing potion I obtained as a reward to one of my quests back in town. Full health, I approached the door, touching it.

  For the first time, the game interrupted me - golden letters appeared out of thin air in the middle of my vision.

  Would you like to save?

  I blinked at it. I haven’t noticed a saving system up until now - I thought it was automatic. Shrugging, I selected the button that allowed it then went on to push the door open.

  This room was smaller than the previous ones but almost completely empty, apart from the two women in the back. The yowls came indeed from Brianna, her defined arms tied together in front of her, forcing her delicious chest up. Her face was scrunched up in pain as her eyes snapped at me. A rope was tied around her neck, then up a beam in the ceiling and back down to the hands of possibly the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.

  Or demoness. Succubus. Whatever.

  Bright red eyes batted long eyelashes at me, so long I was sure they reached her high brows. Plump lips smiled at me as I approached, and she released the rope a bit, letting Brianna’s feet rest on the floor. Her raven-black wings stretched and reflecting the torchlight as she turned her perfect body in my direction.

  Her enormous tits were barely covered by a tiny bikini top. They bounced naturally though they clearly defined any laws of physics. I never appreciated a video game more than this.

  Her white hair was braided, falling between her breasts as she paused a nimble hand over it. “Hello,” she started, sliding her hand down the braid, over a breast and resting it over her hip, an inch above the excuse of leather shorts she wore. They were so small that they more resembled panties. Thigh high fuck-me boots completed her look as she slid her eyes from me to Brianna. “Did you come to join our little party? I’m surely having so much fun,” her husky, sweet voice was the perfect description of sex. She smirked wickedly, reaching for a whip over the table.

  Some moments ago, I was curious about whatever reward I’d get by winning this fight. Now, I could only hope they comprised me, Mistress Succubus and that whip.

  4

  Defeat Astra.

  The message took form on the lower left of my vision. If I stared forward, it would become almost see-through. If I re-focused on the phrase, it became bright white. I clutched my sword as I ignored the message. It was clear enough what I had to do now.

  I lifted my blade in a defensive stance. If the previous girl was hard, the final boss couldn’t get any easier, even if I had just gained a level.

  The whip lay uncoiled by her feet as she cocked her head to study me, curious eyes as if I was an interesting bug that just entered through her door. I slid a glance to Brianna, whose eyes were as wide as sauce pans as she kept her chin up, avoiding the knot. She licked her lips, gasping.

  “Be careful! Make her our ally, Aaron!”

  The demon laughed, throwing her head back, her chest swaying in a mesmerizing way with the motion. “How lovely. You? You’re gonna beat me and make me your ally?” She giggled, cocking an eyebrow as I walked closer. “I’d love to see that,” her voice turned into a long moan, stretching the last syllable and catching me by surprise.

  And the surprise was all she needed. She rose the whip, striking it against the stone floor inches from where my foot was. I jumped out of the way in the last moment, hearing her laughter echoing through the empty space.

  She turned to Brianna, giving me full view of her bubble ass, the skimpy shorts not hiding in the least the round curve. She pulled the rope as she stepped forward, making Brianna stand on the tips of her toes, then tied her end of the rope around a ceiling beam nearby. Brianna sucked air in as Astra approached her face, a hand cupping her jaw as she sticked out a red tongue to lick the side of the warrior’s lips.

  “Don’t go anywhere,” she sang, her hand sliding down over one of Brianna’s tits and pinching the nipple there slightly. Brianna grunted, her face reddening violently.

  My dick sprang into attention without my acknowledgment. It seemed as long as one of these demons was around, my cock never came to a complete rest. Astra turned to me, her white hair catching the light as she dragged her whip behind her. She smirked once more.

  I breathed in and out, frowning at her as I rose my sword and attacked.

  She was a boss alright. There were little openings for me to use and, even with all the stamina available, I was still out of breath. The bastard kept me on my feet, and even if I managed to hit her, I couldn’t just stop and rest.

  That fucking whip was the worst. I felt like an animal and she tried to hit me with it. It hurt my ego more than myself.

  We danced for some time. The worst part was finding a way to approach her without getting hit by the whip. Several times I tried to hit her and she was too fast for me to dodge. So I had to accept getting hit here and there so I could hit her back.

  The price was high.

  My health points were dangerously low as I swung the sword one last time against her throat. She gasped, her hand reaching out for me but she did not take a step. A check mark blinked up beside the Defeat Astra message moments before it disappeared, numbers glowing over the demoness as I leveled up not once, but twice. She dropped to her knees a moment later. Astra gulped for air as I did the same, walking around her with sword still clutched hard. I approached Brianna, cutting the rope and setting her free. She heaved, touching her neck as she coughed twice.

  I helped her undo the knots around her wrists but her face was not near as proud and victorious as I expected. “You alright?” I tried.

  She stretched a small smile. “Yes, thanks. I just wished we could’ve made her our ally. Next year, she’ll definitely be back.”

  I let the ropes that tied her wrists fall to the ground as I frowned at her. “What do you mean? I defeated her.” In a second, the sound of flapping wings overtook the room.

  I turned in time to catch Astra flying out the side window. A curse escaped my lips as I ran to it, leaning against it to watch her. She soared above the trees, turning to the right and flying into the night. I punched the windowsill in frustration.

  I couldn’t understand. The quest was done. I got my experience points and leveled up. How else was I supposed to make her an ally? How else was I supposed to be a Completionist?

  I gritted my teeth, feeling Brianna approaching me. She didn’t touch me though. She just stood there, her heat radiating inches from me. “How are your health points?”

  Frowning, I turned to her, green eyes glittering under the torchlight. Swiping the menu open, I mumbled. “Some thirty percent. But there are no more fights, are there?”

  Brianna cocked her head, smiling wider. “You can’t take hits. That’s how you prove to her you’re worth it.”

  I gawked at her, letting the information sink. No hits? I was supposed to win without taking hits?

  Rising my brows, it hit me. Of course. That’s what a completionist did - a hundred percent. And I definitely didn’t make anywhere near it. I groaned, pausing a hand over my head in grievance.

  “That’s so obvious.” I looked around the room before I let my eyes rest over Brianna’s disappointed face. “What am I supposed to do now? I can’t wait until next year. I don’t even know where she went off to, so I can’t follow her.”

  Brianna giggled, the sound warming me up. “No, there’s still a way. There’s a way for you to… sort of try again.”

  This time, I didn’t need to be educated. The memory of the game prompting me to save lit up in my mind. I side-smiled, snapping my fingers. “The save point!”

  She nodded. “Get back there, then instead of getting in here,” she waved a finger around, indicating the room, “you go back outside and kill some more demons. Get better. Stronger.”

  I filled my lungs, glad I still had hope, but a moment later my expression melted. “You sure? Won’t you be in danger?”

  She flexed an arm, her toned biceps muscle pressing against the bronze skin as she winked an eye at me. “I’m strong. I can take it.”

  I laughed at her. Her red hair caught the light in such a beautiful way I could not help gawking at her for a moment. I slid my menu open, looking for a way to start the previous save. I found it, hovering my hand over it as I slid a glance at Brianna again.

  She breathed in, her amazing chest rising and falling as she sighed at me, the tiniest smile grazing her lips. “Good luck. I’ll see you back here.”

  A sudden urge to kiss her filled me. She was beautiful and I have never had a girl that believed so hard in me, which was stupidly sad when I thought about it. But instead of acting on it, I gritted my teeth, afraid she’d reject me. After all, she was gorgeous; I’d reject me.

  I clicked over the selected Save and confirmed. The scene melted and changed in the blink of an eye. I still stood with a raised hand, but now I was outside the room. I blinked twice, looking around me - it was the last hall before the boss. Opening the menu, I noticed my full health bar. A yell from inside the room made my heart jump. I stared at the wooden door.

  I was back at the moment the game prompted me to save before entering the boss room. That was my chance of leveling up some more before taking on Astra again, and being sure I’d be able to kick her ass for good.

  I turned around and raced out of the castle, once more cursing myself for not bringing a freaking horse.

  5

  I didn’t mind doing quests so much. In fact, I enjoyed the feeling of helping those villagers. It felt real, doing some favors, getting rewards. But grinding? Grinding was hell.

  The city was full of demons as I reached it and I wasn’t even sure how many of them I had to kill to get to a level where the boss would not obliterate me. So I bit back my annoyance, held my sword tight and jumped on the first demoness I met.

  The moon was leaning away when my spine tingled for the second time since I came down the castle. My level was sixteen now and I decided I would give the boss another try - if I couldn’t manage to kill her without taking any hits, I’d let it go and move on. Future-Aaron would have to deal with any regrets and back-grinding. I was terribly bored after killing waves after waves of minor succubus. They got so easy my mind wandered and I remembered the glistening pussy of the mini-boss. I started to ponder if the demoness I was fighting was aroused or not. And then I went from bored to bored and horny.

  An amazing thing about having save points was to learn from your mistakes. Before I left the city, I ran to the other side of it and found a couple of people who seemed not to mind the demons if they could make some money. I got myself a horse and a couple of healing potions, just to be sure, then headed back to the road. Riding the horse was so easy and so much quicker I didn’t even care if it did not resemble reality. The dark stallion was tall and had strong muscles, and obeyed me so promptly it was almost mind-control. For the price I paid for it, it was a steal.

  Way sooner than I expected, I was climbing the hill atop the horse, gritting my teeth as I could only hope it would work out this time smoothly.

  I slid down the horse and looked around for a place for me to tie it up, but there was nothing of the sorts. Frowning, I slid open the menu and, to my surprise, there was a new button under the soon-to-be-available skills there. As I hovered my fingers over the horse image on the button, the word Call appeared in light gray letters. I looked sideways at the horse, hoping it meant that I didn’t need to tie it up, for he would come up when called. I mentally crossed my fingers he wouldn’t run off never to come back, then entered through the castle’s main door.

  The mini-boss lay in the same place I left her in, her dress riding up her thighs, her pussy lips glistening with her juices. I gulped, striding to the same corridor I came from hours before.

  Brianna’s wimps called me straight that way.

  I checked my health bar, full, my new set of healing potions and touched the door once more. Lifting my hand, I accepted the Save the game prompted me with. I breathed in, pushing the door open.

  My eyes met the same scene as before - Brianna held by a rope around her neck, Astra in a skimpy set of top and shorts laughing wickedly.

  The whip still lay uncoiled by her feet as she cocked her head to give me the very same look as before - a curious glance as if I was a colorful bug or something. I searched for Brianna, whose eyes were wide as she kept her chin up and away from the strangling rope. She licked her lips, gasping.

 

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