Ethan, the adolescent acolyte shyly guided us up to our designated bedroom without a word.He took a moment the point out the chamber pot that my Purify spell made obsolete, and then left us to our own devices.
It was the most literal interpretation of the word 'bedroom' I'd ever seen. The room was a bit cramped, with eight small single-person beds, divided into two rows, and squeezed into every available space. There was basically nothing in this room thatwasn'ta bed.
"Push them all together?" Maddie immediately suggested.
"I get to sleep in a girl-pile? Fuck yeah!" Ash cheered.
"Maybe two beds? One on each side?" I suggested. "Ash gets two bitches, and I get two bitches?"
"Why doyouget two bitches?" Emi asked, clearly jealous.
"Whoever sleeps on Tyler's side will get two bitches as well." Lysander explainedwith a sigh. "While those who sleep on Ash's side will get one bitch and onedude."
"Aww I wanted to sleep withfivebitches…" Ash grumbled. "Threesomes aren't that hard to arrange, but afivesomewould be truly legendary."
"Five bitches in one pile would generate a lot of heat, I doubt it would be comfortable for whoever's stuck in the middle of that trying to sleep," I said.
"What if we just fuck in one big pile, and then split up after for the actual sleeping part?" Ash offered.
"Who gets stuck sleeping in the bed with all the cum then?" Maddie asked, as she started sliding the beds together.
"Ash just needs to finish inside someone," Lysander said. "A mouth would be optimal for cleanliness and pregnancy risk mitigation."
"This has to be the least sexy bedroom talk I've ever heard." I sighed. "As forpregnancy, I bet Purify can fix that. I do a little clean after you're done and alltraces of sperm go bye-bye."
"Does it work on natural body fluids?" Emi asked.
"Have any of you had to use the toilet yet?" I asked. Nobody answered in theaffirmative. "That's right, didn't think so… So if my spell cleans out your bladderand bowels, then it'll probably take care of a little sperm too."
"Huh… I was wondering about that," Emi said thoughtfully. "Why does is clearaway pee, but not blood from your veins?"
I had to stop to think about it. "I think it depends on what I, as the spell's caster decide is dirty. Pee and poo are dirty, blood inside your veins, is not. So if I decide that cum inside your pussy is dirty, then it gets cleaned, easy as that."
"That could be abused," Lysander commented. "For example, you might decide that Uranium-238 is dirty, while Uranium-235 is clean. You could enrich a block of non-fissile material into a primitive nuclear weapon."
"I don't think the spell isthateasy to trick…" I said. "I'd probably have to honestly believe it, rather than just define what gets filtered and what doesn't. Like, I'd have to honestly convince myself that cum is foreign to a vagina and doesn't belong in there, in order for the spell to work."
"Hmm… I see." Lysander muttered. "There are probably still some novel uses for that, despite those limitations. I'll have to think on it."
Me and the other lazy girls chatted away, watching Ash and Maddie move the beds into two sets of four. I chose the quad combined bed on the left, and tossed my modesty blanket on there, shamelessly revealing my body to the others. Lysander copied me, tossing her blanket on my combined bed too.
Ash claimed the bed on the right, removing his blanket and revealing his cock to the world once again. Maddie joined him. Emi looked conflicted, not sure which side to pick. Chloe pressed against my arm, subtly indicating she wanteda spot on my bed without actually imposing herself on Emi. Emi took the hint, and settled on the dude bed.
"If you're playing around, do it on my bed," Ash insisted. "I want to be in a proper bitch pile while Maddie sucks my cock."
Ash settled down right in the middle of his hybrid-bed, on his back, wearing only a grin. He spread his arms and legs out wide, and wiggled his fingers to wave us all over.
Maddie took a hesitant step forward, and nervously settled on her knees, between his legs. She stared down at his semi-hard cock nervously. Emi settled next to Ash, on his left. I moved over to Ash's right, pressing my back up against his side. I dragged Chloe over to me and she obediently followed.
Maddie bent down, and nervously stroked a fingertip over Ash's cock."This is actually pretty scary looking, close up… I… can't believe I'm about to…"
"May I lick the sweat off your scrotum?" Lysander suddenly asked.
Maddie looked back over her shoulder at the mad genius looming behind her. Lysander had a perfectly deadpan face, as if she didn't realize just how weird her request sounded.
"W-what? why?" Maddie stammered.
"I want to try it, and suspect Ash will enjoy it too," Lysander shrugged. "Do I need more of a reason than that? You can have the penis, as per your earlier arrangement. I'll try not to get in your way."
"Go for it," Ash said, with a thumbs up. "Double blowjob, awesome!"
Lysander moved slowly, but with purpose, slinking up past the apprehensive Maddie, and lying on her tummy, burying her face shamelessly in Ash's nuts. She gently nuzzled the side of his hairy balls, and licked at his sack like it was the tastiest treat in the world.
With her competitive hackles raised, Maddie finally took the plunge, and placed a gentle kiss on Ash's quickly growing cock.
I scooted back a bit, sitting up against Ash's arm so I could have a view of the show. I gave Chloe a glance, and wiggled my toes at her.
"Healbitch," I called, trying to sound imperious, "My feet are sore from walking, kiss them better for me."
"Yes Mistress," she replied. She gently moved down to caress my abused and blistered foot, and placed an affectionate kiss right in the middle of the dirty sole. Her tongue, shining with viridian light, tickled as it traced a line along my skin. I felt a wave of relief from the day's aches as the healing magic coursed through my body.
"Better Mistress?" she asked, smiling warmly.
"Myfeetare better, yes," I said, and then I spread my legs open, and gave her a view of my moistening pussy, "I have something else for you tokiss better, though."
"Of course, Mistress," Chloe said, blushing and biting her lip.
She crouched between my feet, and slowly started kissing her way up the inside of my leg.Fuck yeah!Having my own sex slave was awesome.
As Chloe kissed her way closer to her goal, the show continued. Lysander had her eyes closed, in utter bliss with her face buried in Ash's balls. Ash was fully hard now, and he was a real monster. Maybe not as big as the dire coyote, or the rock mimic's tentacles, but still huge by human standards, like… nine or ten inches maybe? Maddie was still awkwardly kissing the head, clearly a bit scared to put her mouth around such a monster.
"Quit teasing me Maddie, get sucking," Ash grumbled.
He untangled his arm from the unfortunately-ignored Emi, and put his big meaty palm on the back of Maddie's head. Maddie's eyes opened in shock, and she let out a muffled protest as Ash firmly pushed her head down onto his cock. Maddie squirmed a bit, struggling to handle its size. Then,she started bobbing her head slowly, getting used to the feel of it in her mouth.
Chloe was still kissing up my thigh, now lingering only a few inches from my pussy. She was slowing down her progress, getting closer and closer with every kiss, but taking forever to travel the last little bit of the journey. I looked down at her curiously, and saw a demure smile, but with just a hint of brattiness in her eyes.
Oh, she wanted to playthatgame, eh?
I grabbed a fistful of hair, and pushed her the rest of the way, pressing her mouth firmly against my cunt. She whimpered submissively, and licked at me. It felt amazing! Her delicate tongue and lips caressed my clit, travelling along my folds. It was hard to compare it to the feeling of receiving a blowjob. It was different. Not better, not worse. I let myself moan and released my grip on her hair, gently patting her on the head to tell her she wasbeing a good girl.
I wouldn't give her a chance to squirm away again though. I wrapped one leg around her, pressing the heel of my foot against the back of her neck, to keep her firmly in place until I was done with her.
I turned back to the show. Maddie could only go halfway down Ash's mega-cock before she gagged, but she pleased the half she could handle with enthusiasm, bobbing up and down, speeding her pace. Lysander moved on from Ash's balls, kissing and licking the shaft near the base.
"Ahh, it is good to be the king," Ash groaned in pleasure, clearly in heaven.
"Oy! Emi wants some too!" the schoolgirl snapped, she'd finally had enough of being ignored.
A foot narrowly missed my head, as Emi straddled Ash's face, mounting him with her head facing downward towards the blowjob show. Ash was too huge for her to put her knees on the bed, so she squatted over him instead.
"Oh hello little pussy, nice to meet you," Ash got over his surprise quickly, and started licking the frustrated Emi.
Ash dug his arm out from underneath me, ruining my comfy backrest. He grabbed Emi's hips and adjusted her angle, holding her in position to give himself the best access. Each of his meaty handswere nearly large enough to wrap around her thigh.
I whined in annoyance at the forced position change. I was comfy, damnit! If I laid down now, Ash's bulk would block my view of the show, and if I sat up, the angle of my hips would prevent Chloe from licking my pussy. I tried to think of a solution.
"On your back,Healbitch," I ordered, releasing Chloe from my leg prison.
I scooted back, and my slave hurried to obey. She lay on her back next to Ash. I settled back down, straddling her face with my thighs, facing towards Chloe's feet, mirroring Emi's position on Ash. Chloe, being a good girl, moaned into my cunt, and started licking immediately. It felteven betterlike this, she was somehow able to hitjustthe right spot with her tongue from this angle.
"Ooh, that's good!"I purred.
Chloe moaned. My praise seemed to be an aphrodisiac for her. Apparently deciding on her own that a good girl wouldn't masturbate while pleasing me, she instead clenched her thighs together, and rolled her hips, trying to stimulate herself without her hands. I could tell from here just how wet she was.
"Open your legs slave," I ordered.
Chloe whimpered, either from frustration or humiliation, but obeyed the order. She brought her knees up and parted her thighs. I leaned forward to inspect her. Her pussy was glistening wet, with juices coating her thighs. I realized she'd been teased her all day without cumming once. It started with the squid face-rapist, continuing through my sexy show with Lysander, then some sensual magical kissing, and even some degradation and slave play once we got to town. She was probably quite pent up. She whimpered in embarrassment, likely knowing exactly how wet she was.
I was tempted to lean forward and lick her in sixty-nine, but Chloe seemed to be distracted by the attention I was giving her and her licking was starting to slow. No need to reward bad behaviour like that. I pushed my hips down and rolled them back and forth a bit, grinding my pussy against her face to show her who was boss. Her oral attention picked up again.
"Faster," I ordered. "Make me come."
The blowjob show next to me soon came to its conclusion. They'd found a rhythm now, Maddie taking charge of the cock head, Lysander licking pretty much everywhere else, and Emi twitching and moaning on Ash's face.
"Oh fuck, here I come," Ash groaned.
Maddie's eyes went wide, suddenly realizing she was about to get a mouthful of semen. She hesitated, not quite sure whether she wanted to let Ash finish inside her mouth or not. The decision was made for her by Lysander, who pressed a hand on the back of her head, forcing her to stay in position.
Ash's cock twitched and pulsed. Maddie moaned in surprise, eyes wide, as her mouth was filled with jizz. She swallowed. Then she whimpered, and swallowed again, realizing Ash had shot too much cum for her to swallow in just one gulp. Lysander kept Maddie's mouth around Ash's cock until the last twitches of Ash's orgasm faded and Maddie had swallowed every last bit of it.
Lysander released Maddie from her grip, and the blonde staggered back, gasping. She wiped the drool off her chin. Lysander gave Ash's softening head an experimental suck, cleaning away a final dribble of cum from the hole, and causing the man to shiver.
"That was a lot of cum," Maddie gasped. "You justhadto ask that god for super big balls, didn't you?"
Ash lifted Emi's hips to reply, "Of course! It would look weird otherwise."
"Testicular volume is positively correlated with sperm count and density, but not semen volume per ejaculation." Lysander corrected. "The amount of liquid you were forced to swallow actually depends on other factors. I agree with Ash, however, that large testicles look better when paired with a big penis. They taste very manly too."
"How do you… even know that?" Emi gasped, still being licked by Ash.
"Teenage insecurity," Lysander said with a shrug. "Fifteen year old me wanted to know if my penis and balls were big enough to please a partner, so I spent a few hours looking up peer reviewed studies on penis size and male virility. An unnecessary concern, in retrospect."
"That's all fascinating, but shut up, you're ruining my lady-boner," Emi groaned.
I agreed, and tried to tune out the others, focusing on Chloe, and her tongue. I closed my eyes, let out my moans, and rocked my hips. For someone who'd never eaten pussy before, she was certainly a fast learner. After a few more minutes of her expert attention, I finally reached my peak. It was a nice, comforting orgasm, a little one, unlike the screaming g-spot orgasms the tentacles forced out of me. I trembled and shivered blissfully on Chloe's face for a few seconds. She continued licking me, but slowed down, just trying to make me feel good without overstimulating my post-orgasmic pussy. When the shivers stopped, I finally climbed off her.
"Good girl," I gasped. "Verygood girl."
"Thank you, Mistress," Chloe stayed on her back, looking equally blissful. She reached up a hand, and wiped my girl drool off her chin.
Emi was still riding Ash's face, not yet having reached her orgasm. I got up, stretched my arms, and wove the spell for Purify. It still took me a second or two to do it,but thanks to my near-constant practice since waking up this morning, I was starting to get used to casting spells.
[Mana Manipulation] Skill has reached rank 5
Apparently, the world agreed! Yay! I Purified myself, getting nice and clean before bed.
"Do me too," Maddie said.
I did. With my hand this time, not my mouth. Then, I also purified Lysander, and Chloe.
[Holy Magic I] Skill has reached rank 4
Ooh, another ding, I was on a roll.
A felt a strange wave of dizziness, and sat on the bed on my side of the room. It was a bizarre feeling, and I intuitively knew that it wasn't bad or dangerous. It felt like… a question. What do I want? Specifically, what do I want to do with my Holy magic. The answer was obvious, I wanted a healing spell, that was the whole reason I unlocked the school of magic to begin with.
New Holy Spell learned: [Lesser Healing Hands]
A new four-dimensional spell glyph entered my brain. There were some similarities with the others, but it had more in common with Purify than with Firebolt. I instinctively knew how it worked. It was a touch spell that would heal the wounds of myself or whoever I touched, just like how Chloe's spell worked. Despite the name, I saw no reason why I couldn't activate it with any part of my body like the other touch spells.
It seemed Chloe's spell was better than mine, which was fair, sinceshewas the dedicated healer of our group. For my spell, I could control how fast I wanted to heal somebody by how much mana I fed into the glyph. I could heal someone as quickly as she could, but unlike her spell, healing someone that quickly would leave behind scars. Still, it could save the life of someone in a critical state if Chloe wasn't immediately available. I could also heal someone slowly, which would eventually restore the person's body to a perfectly pristine state, scar-free, but it would take hours, rather than minutes.
I wondered what exactly counted as 'healing.' Would missing hair regenerate? Fingernails? I suspected that like Purify, it had a lot to do with how I defined it.Thankfully, my worry about being all loose and gaping after getting monster raped was a non-issue. The spell would have no problem tightening my holes back to near-virgin tightness if I defined that as a type of 'healing' in my mind.
Wait, was tight holes a good thing? I wanted to be fresh and sexy, being 'loose'had some pretty negative connotations in my mind. But, if I got monster raped again, fresh virgin holes could only mean more pain for me.
Though I supposed it wasn't apropermonster rape if it didn't hurt… I felt a tingle between my legs as I imagined the pain of a train of giant monster dicks ripping my fresh virginal asshole open, again and again, every time as painful as the first time.
Fuck, this body has some weird urges…
While I was pondering my magical skills and potential assrape, Emi still hadn't cum, despite Ash's best efforts. Ash, determined not to lose, growled like a monster and lifted Emi off before shoving her down roughly on the bed. He rolled on top of her, and pinned her down. He stuffed a thick finger inside her, filling her tiny pussy, and put his lips around her clit.
Emi came in thirty seconds. She squirmed helplessly as Ash ate her out and fingered her hard. Despite being unable to orgasm while dominantly riding Ash's face, the second he pinned her down she turned into a multi-orgasmic little slut.
I smirked, knowingly.Looks like someone else didn't know they liked being dominated.
Ash gave Emi two more hard orgasms, and then let her catch her breath.
"H-holy shit," Emi squeaked, still twitching from orgasmic aftershocks.
"Somebodylikes being the bottom," Ash said with a grin.
"N-no I don't. It was just… I was close already…" Emi denied it, but absolutelynobodybought the lie.
I Purified Ash and Emi, and then settled down on my bed for the evening.
I claimed the middle spot in our trio, with Chloe on one side, and Lysander on the other. Both girls were nestled into the crook of my arms, and I reached down, grabbing one firm naked butt in each hand.
"Yeah, this is the life," I sighed.
"Are you planning to molest me all night?" Lysander asked.
"Not…allnight," I replied.
In revenge, Lysander reached up and groped one of my boobs. Which, I mean,fair is fair.
Across from me, the others settled down. Maddie was in the middle, not Ash like I expected. The three of them, Ash, Maddie and Emi were curled up on their sides, like a stack of spoons. With Ash as big spoon, then Maddie as little spoon, then Emi aseven-littler spoon. I was strangely adorable.
"Um… Mistress Tyler, before we sleep…" Chloe whispered next to me. "M-may I please cum?"
"Well, youwerea very good girl for me today…" I replied.
"Thank you, Mistress." Chloe said, relieved.
"But no, you're not going to cum tonight. I want to leave you horny, pent up, and unsatisfied," I continued.
Chloe looked at me with a pitiful betrayed expression, horrified, like I'd just kicked a puppy. "A-am I being punished, Mistress?"
"Oh no, you were averygood girl, absolutely perfect," I told her. "I just want to be mean to you for no reason."
Chloe bit her lip, and squirmed her butt back against my hand, aroused by my senseless cruelty.
"Bu-but… why?" she whimpered.
"Because, my slave, bullying you is sexy," I explained. "What's the point of owning a slave you have total power over, that you can abuse as much as you want, if you don't actually abuse her?"
Chloe clenched her thighs tight again, and squirmed against me, clearly turned on by her cruel predicament, which unfortunately, only made her horniness situation worse.
"Yes, Mistress," she whimpered.
"That's splendidly cruel," Lysander commented approvingly.
"I'm tempted to edge her to orgasm a few times before I let her sleep so she'll be extra pent up," I told her.
"A wonderful idea," Lysander replied with a cruel grin.
Chloe whined helplessly.
"I'm honestly a bit tired though, so perhaps I'll be merciful for tonight," I said.
Chloe gave us a shaky smile, relieved we were showing hersomemercy.
"If you pass her over to the middle, I'll tease her to the edge a few times while you get your rest," Lysander offered.
"Oh, sure," I said.
Chloe, once again looked hopeless and betrayed. "Noo… please Mistresses, I'll be good…" she whimpered.
"You'realreadya good girl Chloe," I said. "That doesn't mean we won't torment you though."
"Indeed," Lysander confirmed. "Good girls get abused too."
I climbed over Chloe, and rolled her onto her back between Lysander and me. I snuggled up to her, in the crook of her arm, and gave her a gentle kiss goodnight. Lysander moved into a more assertive position, wedging a knee between Chloe's legs to hold her open. She reached a hand between her legs, and started gently teasing our slave's soaking wet sex with her fingertips.
"Please…" Chloe whispered, "don't do this… please let me cum…"
"No." Lysander said with ice cold finality.
I curled up against Chloe's shoulder, using her breast as my pillow. I fell asleep to the sound of her quiet whimpers.
I wokeup nice and refreshed, with a sunbeam on my face. It was early morning, perhaps an hourafter dawn. It seemed Father Jordan and his acolyte minions generously let us all sleep in a bit. I'd rolled away from my bitch pile at some point in the night. Chloe and Lysander were embracing in their sleep, with Chloe on her back, and Lysander using her as a pillow.
They were snuggling adorably. It almost made me forget that Lysander had spenthourslast night tormenting Chloe with repeated edging and denied orgasms.
Across from me, on the other bed, the cute little spooning setup from last night had degenerated into a loose pile. Maddie was snuggling up next to Ash's crotch, wrapping her arms around his hairy thigh like a teddy bear.Emi, meanwhile had burrowed her face into Ash's armpit for some reason,with her legs wrapped around Ash's arm, using him as body pillow, and more or lessgrinding herself against his wrist.
I supposed Chloe heard me stir. She was still pinned beneath a sleepingLysander. She looked at me with desperate pleading eyes, and mouthed out the words, "Please, can I cum?"
Aww, poor girl. I supposed the night-long arbitrary orgasm ban was technically over now.
I carefully shifted and snuck over to her. I whispered in her ear, "Yes, but don't wake Lysander or you'll be punished,"
She nodded, and I slowly moved down her body, gently kissing her tummy. She stifled a moan, desperate to keep quiet for me. I moved her leg, and settled myself between her thighs. I gently licked her pussy. I felt her whole body twitch, as Chloe desperately suppressed another moan.
I began to lick her in earnest. Not too hard, but not just teasing her either, just… normal. Her pussy was… strangely delicious. Like… it still tasted like pussy, but itwasbetterpussy. There was something… strangely magical about it, a certain spark or vitality that reminded me of Chloe's emerald green eyes and the strange elvishlightnessshe had. It was wonderfully exotic, probably an elf thing rather than aherthing, specifically. With how pent up she was, she was insanely sensitive. She took her free arm, the one that wasn't pinned beneath Lysander, and used it to cover her mouth and stifle her noises.
She didn't last long at all.
Only a minute after I started, maybe less, she let out a quiet little squeak, muffled by her hand, and trembled and shivered in an intense orgasm. A little squirt of girl juice pushed out between her lips as her hole clenched and pulsed. I licked it all clean.
I gave her a sadistic smile, and continued licking her. Her post-orgasm clit was incredibly sensitive, I closed my lips around it and sucked it like a little cock, cruelly overstimulating her quivering pussy before her orgasm had even finished. She squeaked again, but couldn't buck me off her without moving Lysander. I heard Chloe whimper quietly, and felt a hand on my head, gently pushing me away. I ignored it and continued licking her. The orgasmic trembling didn't stop.
I wasn't sure if I was giving her multiple orgasms or if I was just torturing her with overstimulation. All I knew was she quietly whimpered and shivered beneath me in overstimulated orgasm hell for another minute or two.
"What are you doing to our dear slave?" Lysander asked, perfectly awake.
Chloe whimpered. I stopped licking for a moment, using my finger to massage her sensitive clit instead.
"I told her she could cum, but only if she didn't wake you," I explained.
"Well she definitely woke me," Lysander replied. "I doubt anyone could sleep through someone having a quaking orgasm like that right next to them."
"I-I'm s-sorry Mistress Lysander," Chloe panted.
I stopped rubbing Chloe's clit, and moved back up next to her and Lysander's faces. "She obviously needs to be punished for that," I said.
"Oh, yes, of course." Lysander agreed with a nod and a sinister smile.
"No… please… I tried my best…" Chloe whimpered.
"How are you with pain Chloe?" I asked.
Chloe closed her eyes, and shook her head pitifully. "A-As your slave, I'm yours to hurt… M-Miss Tyler, there are no limits to how cruel you can be to me, other than what mercy you chose to give me."
"Well that's true, I suppose, but it doesn't really answer my question," I mumbled.
"I don't think she's as much of a pain slut as you are Tyler," Lysander said.
"Um… I don't enjoy physical pain, Miss Tyler, but if I can please you with my suffering, then its… easier for me to endure."
"Hmm…" I tried to think of a proper 'punishment' for failing in my totally unfair rigged game. I caught Lysander's eye, "Ideas?"
"I sit on her face, she puts her tongue in my ass, I hold her legs while you deliver ten hard pussy spanks." Lysander suggested immediately.
Chloe whimpered.
"Wow, that's… oddly specific." I said.
"Well, I wanted to get her to eat my ass anyway," Lysander admitted.
"Fair enough, sounds like a plan."
Without further fanfare, Lysander pulled away the blankets, and sat on Chloe's face. She leaned forward, and grabbed Chloe's ankles, pulling them back and holding her open. Chloe's red, sensitive, post-orgasm pussy was fully exposed and ready for punishment. I crawled between her spread legs, and gently stroked her. Chloe whined pathetically, anticipating the pain.
I moved my hand back, and slapped down hard on her pussy. Chloescreamed.I grinned cruelly.
"That's one," I said.
"No," Lysander interjected, with a cruel smile. "Doesn't count, her tongue wasn't in my ass."
Chloe moaned in despair. Lysander shifted her weight back a bit more. I saw a sudden transformation from her usual blank expression. Lysander opened her mouth with a surprised 'Oh' and blushed a deep scarlet.
"O-okay…t-there it is," she stammered.
"Lysander the butt slut," I teased.
"S-Shut up," she gasped.
Lysander closed her eyes, and rolled her hips slightly, savoring the feel of Chloe's tongue on her bizarrely sensitive asshole.
I slapped down on Chloe's pussy hard. Chloe let out a muffled scream.
"That's one… right?"
"Indeed. Her screams tickle…" Lysander commented.
I slapped Chloe's pussy again. Chloe only moaned pitifully this time.
"Two," I said.
"Poor Chloe," Maddie said from the other side of the room, watching the show, "Having to sleep between two sadists all night, and nowthis…"
"Yeah, I almost feel sorry for her," Emi added.
"Almost?" Maddie asked.
"Well it's pretty fun to watch…" Emi replied.
I slapped her Chloe's pussy again. Chloe screamed into Lysander's ass.
"Three," I counted.
"Don't break her," Emi scolded.
"Rest assured, s-she can endure this easily," Lysander gasped, still enjoying the rimjob.
I slapped her again. Chloe groaned. Without warning, I slapped her again. Chloe squeaked in surprise.
"Four, and Five." I said.
Chloe moaned and whimpered, at the edge of sobbing. I bent down and kissed her abused pussy gently. Chloe flinched, but I continued to lick her. Eventually she calmed down, and started to feel good again.
"Karma's going to bite you in the ass, Tyler," Emi scolded.
"I doubt Tyler would mind that much," Maddie said. "She'd probably get off on being bitten in the ass."
Chloe was almost reaching the point of orgasm again, so I stopped and moved away. "The rock mimic ooze hurt way more than some pussy slaps, if anything I've still got a healthy balance of pain karma left over."
"I think I got you beat with the whole… thorn pregnancy thing." Emi added.
I gently patted Chloe's pussy, a few gentle taps to warn her. Chloe whined. Then I moved my hand back and slapped down hard. Chloe let out a muffled scream again.
"Six," I said. "And yeah, I don't envy your experience with the plant, those spine balls don't look fun. The rock mimic's pain was like… intense but over quickly. Being gradually stuffed full of ouch is like a slower pain that just builds and builds. I'm not sure what would be harder to take, honestly."
I heard a faint gasp, looked up and caught Lysander's eye. She was quietly shuddering on Chloe's face, with what looked like a very intense orgasm she was trying to hide.
"Was that an anal-only orgasm? She didn't touch your pussy at all, did she?" I asked.
"N-no comment," Lysander stammered.
I slapped Chloe's pussy again. She groaned in misery. "Seven."
I slapped her twice more. Chloe whined. "Eight, Nine…"
I lowered my face down to her tortured cunt, and started licking her again. "Only one more, Chloe…" I said gently. "You're being a very good girl, suffering for us so nicely."
Chloe cooed in pleasure, loving the praise despite the pain between her legs.
"Next one's gonna be hard," I warned.
I wound back. Using as much of my admittedly-pitiful strength as I could, I slapped down one last time, as hard as I could. Chloe howled. I looked and saw her chest heaving in heavy sobs. Oops, maybe I pushed a little too hard.
"I'll kiss it better," I said.
I resumed licking her pussy again. Despite her pain, she was already close to the edge thanks to my teasing from before. The crying soon stopped. After another half-minute of gentle cunnilingus, Chloe was shivering with another orgasm, all pain forgotten.
Lysander was shivering too, having her second anal orgasm thanks to Chloe's tongue. This one was slightly less intense, it seemed, or at least Lysander managed to keep her composure better. She climbed off Chloe's face and lay down next to her to bask in the afterglow. I joined her on Chloe's other side, and snuggled against my pitiful abused slave girl.
"That was fun," I said.
"Indeed," Lysander gasped.
Chloe's face was a mess of tears, and her chin and neck were slick with Lysander's pussy juice. She closed her eyes, and gladly accepted the snuggles.
"Oh great, what am I supposed to do with this boner now," Ash grumbled.
There was a knock on the door.
"Just a minute," I called out.
We all scrambled to quickly put yesterday's modesty blankets over our bits. Chloe excluded. She just sniffed a few times, and tried to wipe away some of the evidence of our little play session.
"Okay," I said, once we were all decent…
Well no, we were pretty much theleast decentpeople ever, but we were covered at least… That was as decent as we could be right now.
Adam entered the room, carrying an armful of folded clothes. Ethan followed behind, carrying a basket full of shoes. Ethan was innocent and oblivious, and Adam was tasteful enough not to acknowledge the pushed-together beds, or the red faced, sexually abused slave girl lying in a puddle of her own tears and girl-cum.
"These are all old clothes, donated to help those in need by the townsfolk," Adam explained. "We think these ones should fit you and your ladies, but they're obviously nothing fancy."
"Thank you, we appreciate whatever you can offer us," Ash replied.
"Can we pick something for our slave too?" I asked.
"Yes, there should be something appropriate in there," Adam replied. "When you're all dressed, please come down to the drawing room from yesterday. Father Jordan wants to get your slave collared, and help Ash get started as an adventurer."
"Sure."
We put the clothing pile on Ash's bed, and descended on it like a pack of slutty vultures. There was only one set of obviously-masculine clothes, sized for a mountain man. Ash claimed a set of rough textured undershorts, brown linen trousers, and a baggy white shirt. There were also some knitted woolen socks, and big boots.
The remaining clothes were all dresses, much to my chagrin. There were no bras or panties either, not even socks. Maddie seemed the most enthusiastic of us, digging out a frilly white dress, with a low cut bust that supported and showed off her wonderous cleavage.
Lysander quickly found and snatched away a set of thick woolen figure-concealing robes, pale blue in colour. It made her look like a proper mage and left her gender a little bit ambiguous. She could easily pass as a girly boy at first glance.
I was left with a grey dress. It had a skinnier fit than Maddie's dress, but still fell loosely off my slender figure. It wasn't flattering, but I didn't care, I had nobody to impress. It felt weird to have a skirt, like… I was dressed, but I was only a quick skirt flip away from nudity again. The openness between my legs made me feel a bit naked. It wasn't like the reassuring sense of protection I felt from a good pair of thick jeans.
Emi found the only piece of clothing sized to fit her. A frilly dress in pink and white that made her lookeven younger, like a little girl.
Finally, Chloe was left with what looked like a potato sack. It was brown and square, with coarse scratchy threads. It wasn't fitted to her figure or anything like that. It was also short, the lower hem only reaching her upper thigh, like a miniskirt. It onlybarelycovered her round little bum.
As for shoes, Maddie and Emi each claimed some girly flats, Lysander and I found some bulkier travelling boots. We were short a pair, not enough for Chloe. Evidently, they meant for us to leave the slave barefoot.
Now fully dressed, we left the room. Father Jordan and his two acolytes were waiting downstairs at a table, in a sort of half-kitchen dining area. There was a plain, unadorned, collar of dull steel on the table, with a single ring riveted to the side, likely somewhere to attach a leash.
Father Jordan saw us coming, and stood from the table, holding the collar up for us.
"Ah good, let's just put this on your slave, shall we?" he said.
"What does it do?" I asked suspiciously.
"This one hasonly the minimum required enchantments," the priest explained. "Tracking, resizing, and tamper resistance. I'm afraid you'll have to spend your own gold to buy something better."
No mind control then? Good.
"No, this is perfect, thank you." I said. I noted there was no hinge on the collar, I wasn't sure how I could get it around Chloe's neck. "How does it work?" I asked.
"Ah yes, I've already attuned it to your magical signatures. Just hold it, and will it to open, then slip it around your elf's head, and let go. It should close to the right size on its own," the priest explained.
"Right."
I did as he said, holding the collar and willing it to open. The ring expanded into a large hoop, easily wide enough to slip around even the biggest of heads. I walked over the Chloe, and placed it over her head and let it dangle around her neck. Then I let go. Over the next few seconds, the collar shrunk back down to something close to its original size. It stopped when there was only about a centimeter of clearance between Chloe's throat and the collar.
Chloe reached for the metal loop and felt it gingerly with her fingers. I saw a glimmer of concentration on her face, and then she relaxed again, giving me a lewd masochistic smile. "I can't open it," she said.
"Indeed not," the priest explained. "Only your five Masters, or a registered member of the Church of the Untainted like myself, have the ability to remove the collar from you."
Chloe nodded, "I've been claimed…" she mumbled, strangely happy.
"Now that that's taken care of, let's have breakfast, and we can discuss your plans for the future," the priest offered.
Breakfast turned out to be some sort of porridge-thing. It seemed deceptively close to the slave gruel that Chloe was served, only lighter in colour and sweetened with honey. I tried a spoonful of slave gruel, just for comparison.
"Bleh," I commented.
Compared to myactualporridge, the slave gruel was horribly bland, with a bit of a funky, bitter aftertaste. Still, with a little bit of added honey it might have been somewhat palatable.
"Untainted humans actually sometimes take slave gruel as travel rations when they're in the deep wilds, it keeps forever and can be efficiently stored as a powder," Father Jordan commented. "There's a company in the capital that produces it in big batches. It's actually quite healthy, and even fortified with holy magic to nourish your body. A slaveor human only needs to eat one meal a day to get their nutrition."
"Really? Then why do you guys still eat normal food?" Maddie asked.
"Well the taste is a factor," the priest laughed. "Humans are also naturally meant to eat throughout the day, it's hard to adjust to the feeling of an empty stomach, even if you're not actually starving."
Good to know. I found it interesting that there was a holy spell to fortify food. I wondered if there was one to replace food altogether. I asked the priest but he didn't know of any Holy spell that could do that, at least, not in the first or second tiers.
Oh yeah, that was a thing too, spell tiers. Apparently, a Tier 1 class, like [Mage, could only cast Tier 1 magic. Level ten was when we'd unlock a class evolution to get a Tier 2 class.
Tier 2 classes required twenty levels to evolve to a Tier 3 class. Tier 3 classes required thirty levels, and so on. So, the start of Tier 2 was level ten, the start of Tier 3 was level thirty, the start of Tier 4 was sixty, and so on. I forgot the name of that pattern, but there was a mathy name for it. A something-series? Whatever.
Most professional adventurers reached somewhere in the third tier before retiring, level 30-60. Tier 4 individuals were incredibly rare, usually adventurers of great renown, or loyal bodyguards to kings and influential nobles. Even fewer were able to reach Tier 5 at level one-hundred, anyone who reached that level would be considered a true legend.
The reason why people couldn't just keep levelling forever was Power Greed. The more one killed monsters and absorbed Taint, the higher the risk there was of accidentally absorbing too much. Gaining power while avoiding corruption required slow and steady progression, a constant low level of Taint absorption, sustained for decades or even centuries.
How could a human live for centuries? By levelling up, of course. There wasn't much of an effect until reaching Tier four. Once a person's natural HP regeneration got past a certain threshold, the aging process slowed down dramatically. That was tied to the Endurance stat, apparently. It seemed I might have to invest some points in that stat in the future if I wanted to stay nice and youthful.
I asked about known Tier 2 class evolutions at level ten. Emi's gamer instincts proved correct, unlocking and training skills affected what options were available. [Priest, for example, required bringing [Holy Magic I] to its cap at rank ten. [High Priest, which was Father Jordan's third tier class, required being a [Priest] and mastering either [Holy Support Magic II] or [Holy Combat Magic II] tier 2 Skills.
Most people took their time, and trained every new skill up to rank ten before going out into the field and leveling up again. It was quite rare to reach level 8 in a single day like me. For most, leveling that fast would guaranteea case of Power Greed, corrupting their body with Taint, causing mutations and mental degradation, potentially even turning them into a monster that needed to be put down.
Luckily, once I hit level ten, levelling stopped until I picked a new class, so if I hit level ten early and didn't like my options, I had as much time as I needed to train my skills before picking a class upgrade and leveling again.
As for known [Mage] upgrade options… Each first tier magic skill had its own class upgrade associated with it. [Fire Magic I] resulted in the [Pyromancer] class, for instance. Water turned into [Hydromancer, Unholy turned into [Warlock, and so on. Unlocking all schools of elemental magic, mastering Arcane, and mastering [Advanced Mana Manipulation, resulted in an upgrade to [High Mage] which was a rare and prestigious class to have. Apparently, it offered more stat points per level than the other, easier to get, classes. [High Mage] also eventually led to the Tier 3 class [Archmage, and the Tier 4 class [Wizard, which were considered some of the most powerful magic wielding classes out there.
I asked about lightning, and the priest explained that lightning was divine fire from the sky, the wrath of the gods. Becoming a [Lightning Thaumaturge] required Fire and Holy at maximum rank, and Air magic unlocked. That didn't seem scientifically accurate to me, but I politely decided not to say anything.
Lightning still seemed like a good option for me, I had two thirds of the required skills already unlocked. I was hesitant to share my other idea, a Succubus, or some sort of sex-based powerset with the priest. I didn't want to lower his opinion of me any further than it already was.
"Right, so all that mage stuff is nifty," Ash said, after I'd asked all my questions. "But we need to start killing monsters and making money. How do we do that?"
"How doyoudo that, you mean," the priest corrected. "I won't condone taking the girls with you to fight. They'd only get you and anyone else stupid enough to follow you raped, or worse."
Ash gave the man a dirty glare, "Fine, how doImake money killing monsters."
"The Royal Adventurer's Guild posts bounties for most types of common monster," the priest explained. "They also organize regular mass hunting parties for those of a lower level like you, you can earn levels safely, and get well paid for participation."
"Can't I just go out and kill stuff on my own?" Ash asked.
"You havenoidea how dangerous the forest is, do you?" the priest replied.
"Well uuh… we kinda marched through the middle of it yesterday. We killed a lot of shit. It didn't seem too hard." Ash said.
"Ikilled most of them," Lysander commented. "Without the aid of powerful, accurate, long range arcane spells, you would have likely become their preyat some point."
"Don't think yourself invincible, girl. Level seven isn't very high and certain monsters are highly resistant to the kinetic damage of arcane spells," the priest scolded. "You and your party must have only been on the outskirts of the forest. The further away from civilized lands you go, the higher the monster levels get."
"Perhaps. The highest level we encountered was twenty-three, most were below ten," Lysander said.
"You must have gotten lucky then," the priest replied. "Beyond the border regions, monster levels tend to vary from level 10 to level 40. Further out? Specimens higher than level 100 have been spotted by explorers in the deepest reaches of the corrupted wilderness. Going into the woods alone with a first tier class is simply suicidal. Adventurer guidelines suggest that, for example, a level ten monster would require a party of five level tens, or ten level fives to beat without taking losses. Large groups are your only safe option until you reach a higher tier."
"We defeated a level 23 rock mimic with an average level of three and a half at the time. If your implied exponential relationship between party level, party count, and monster level holds true, that would imply we are the equivalent of 32.86 individuals our own level."
"What? How did you figure that out?" I asked.
"Math," Lysander replied simply.
"It's not a firm rule," the priest sighed. "But it's the sort of advice that keeps reckless young parties alive. You'd do well to follow my advice here. I've seen more than my fair share of ambitious young folk vanish into the wilderness, never to return."
"To be fair, I'm pretty sure most of us would be dead by now if we didn't have a healer and weren't all immune to Taint," I said.
Lysander sighed. "Indeed, that is a factor," she reluctantly admitted.
"Either way, I'm not sending you out to die," the priest said firmly. "Ash, there is a hunting party for the guild leaving today. Twenty men, led by a tier 3, on a five-day journey. If you want to borrow the sword I found for you, then you'll leave in the company of a proper hunting group and follow their lead. If you won't listen, then you won't get any further charity from me."
The priest gave him a serious look, "Trust my words, young one. I've seen enough proud young men die. Get some proper experience, go up a tier or two, and thenmaybeyou can lead your women through the wilderness and come back alive."
Ash grumbled in annoyance, but didn't argue. "Fine. What's it pay?" he asked.
"One gold piece, I believe. At least it was last time I checked," the priest said.
"That's most of our Chloe registration debt guys," Ash said.
"Is one gold a lot?" Maddie asked.
The priest stared blankly at Maddie for a few seconds, before realizing that we were from another world and that actuallywasn'ta stupid question, "One gold is a hundred silver, one silver is a hundred copper. The poor can live off of ten or so copper a day for food, most spend closer to fifty copper. A night at the inn is one silver, good quality clothes are around five silver pieces per item, swords and quality adventurer equipment cost between one to five gold per item, depending on craftsmanship, uhm… does that give you an idea?"
"So if, let's say, five copper pieces is equivalent to a dollar? Then a gold would be…" I did some quick mental math, "A two-thousand-dollar payday? Not bad for five days' work."
"Not bad, indeed," Ash agreed.
"Go for it," I sighed. "We'll figure something else out for ourselves. If nothing else, it'll be good experience for you, learning how normal monster hunters do their work."
"Indeed," Lysander agreed.
Emi reluctantly nodded as well. Chloe didn't share an opinion.
"So what arewesupposed to do in the mean time? Sit around looking pretty?" Maddie grumbled.
"Typically, women work inside the walls, watching children, performing labour, or Skilled work. If you're interested in earning your keep, what you do would depend on what you're proficient at. I know a few people who might be looking for some temporary extra help."
"So while Ash is out there being a valiant hero, we'll all be milking goats and sweeping floors?" Maddie grumbled.
"I've got some medical knowledge," Emi pointed out. "Though I guess magical healing makes a lot of that redundant…"
"Oh, you want to complain about redundant skills?" Maddie snarked, "I'm a Computer Science major. I'm fluent in Java, C, C, linux shell script and a half dozen other languages… Yet somehow, I don't think those skills will be useful in a world without computers."
"You might be able to implement some sort of conditional logic with enchanting," Lysander suggested.
"Basic logic is one thing, but what about memory? Object oriented abstraction? Somehow, I don't think I'll be writing proper C code again in this lifetime," Maddie grumbled.
"I've got a mage class, anything I can do with my magic? I wouldn't mind raising my skills," I asked.
"What magic do you have again?" the priest asked.
"Fire and Holy," I replied. "Though I'm also planning on buying Air with my skill points, and perhaps a bit of…" I suddenly realized what I was saying halfway through my sentence, "Erm… maybe slightlyless than holymagic…? For monsters, of course. It seems to be highly effective on tough enemies."
The priest smirked, "Unholy magic isn't a crime. It's got a sinister reputation, seen with suspicion by some, but from a purely theological perspective, it's no worse than any other school of magic. The System was given to us by the gods, Unholy magic is one of their gifts as well. We would not scorn those who use it against humanity's enemies."
"Err… right, that's good," I replied.
"As to tasks you could perform…" the priest continued, "With Holy magic you could aid Adam on his rounds through town, cleansing filth and disease, and perhaps healing the wounded if you've access to an appropriate spell. I'd pay you five silver for that."
"As for using your combat magic? There isn't really anything useful for you to do in town. Pest control perhaps? I'd heard of a nearby town that once had an issue with Tainted vermin. They would hide and multiply, contaminating the crops with Taint. The village used a woman as bait, to luring the creatures out of hiding, and then killed them when they showed themselves. I don't know if we have any such creatures hiding in our fields, but I could ask around."
"That could be my backup plan, I guess. I could stand to buff up my holy magic a bit more, maybe I'll be a healer for the day. I could bring my healbitch along too, she doesn't have a Purify spell, but she's got a much better healing spell than me."
"I'd give you another two silver and fifty copper, for your slave's work," the priest said, with a nod.
"Actually, youmightbe able to purify if you've got a skill point, can you take Holy magic, Chloe?" I asked.
My slave shook her head no, and Father Jordan explained. "Only humans are given the gift of Holy magic. Wood Elves like Chloe have their wild nature magic, other demihumans have different skills and abilities as well, even different class options sometimes."
"I see."
"So what doIdo? Vermin hunting?" Emi grumbled.
"You could take a healing ability too, if you have a free skill point," I suggested.
"No way! I'm going pure Warlock, all the way baby!" Emi replied.
"I believe I would be most useful applying my skill for research to the aid of my fellow transmigrators. I would like to browse a library if at all possible, to find some reference books on the precise mechanics of the System, stats, Skills, and class upgrades. Failing that, I intend to simply practice my magic to grow my skill levels and make myself as formidable an opponent as possible. You could join me in my research and practice, Emi."
"Rothvale is too small for a public library, but our chapel does have some books of lore you could browse, assuming you know how to read, that is."
"I can read in twelve different languages," Lysander replied, her voice ice cold.
Yeah… I was pretty sure Lysander was going to murder this priest if he kept talking down to her like she was dumb. Maybe females weren't all that educated in this world, but the priest should know we were an exception by now. The priest read the slave contract out loud to us last night, but it was written in plain English, just like normal writing on earth.
With that, we settled on our plans for the day.
Ash would go with Father Jordan, pick up his sword, and sign up for the hunting trip, returning five days from now richer in levels and gold. Chloe and I would go with Adam the pretty-boy acolyte to heal the sick and injured townspeople. Adam had high skill levels, but was only a level 1 [Mage, with the [Holy Magic I] skill. With his low level and average stats, he had an adorably small pool of mana. With our higher levels and better mana reserves, Chloe and I would be a pretty big help. If we finished healing all the townsfolk, we could even start fixing up livestock.
Emi and Lysander would visit the rectory's private library, to gather information about our new world. Maddie was left as the odd one out. Father Jordan told her to come along and meet the owner of the local tavern. They'd probably love to hire such a pretty barmaid.
Before we left, I took a look at my unpicked skills and unassigned attribute points from yesterday. The attributes were easy, I dumped them all in Willpower. It would give me more mana, and help me resist having my spellcasting disrupted by pain or…other strong sensations.
Skills were more complicated. I immediately bought [Air Magic I, and [Unholy Magic I]. I tried, and couldn't find the [Advanced Mana Manipulation] Skill Lysander told me about yesterday. I asked, and she explained that I also needed to have regular [Mana Manipulation] at level ten before I could unlock it. Wait, did that mean Lysander had already maxed that skill out? Damn, she was scary.
I could unlock more magic schools, but I decided to hold off up spending my last skill points. Maybe once I maxed out a few of my current skills, some new and better options would appear.
I took a final look at my Status.
Name: Tyler Erikson
Age: 21, Sex: Female
Species: Human
Class: Mage 8
HP: 70 / 70
STA: 90 /90
MP: 138 / 144
Str: 6
Dex: 11
End: 9
Per: 13
Int: 21
Will: 17
Mag: 20
Perks: Greater Blessing of Vyreth
Skills:
Mana Manipulation 5
Fire Magic (I) 2
Air Magic (I) 1
Holy Magic (I) 4
Unholy Magic (I) 1
Meditation 2
You have (3) Skill Points.
Spells:
Firebolt
Gust
Purify
Lesser Healing Hands
Lesser Curse: Doom
Soon, we were ready to go. Ethan led Lysander and Emi to the library, Maddie and Ash left with the priest, and Chloe and I went to follow Adam on his rounds.