"So you're an Infernal now, hmm?" Maria asked as she examined me with a cat-like smile. She stepped closer to me. "Was it just the root perk?"

"Getting more than that would have been too much just for a mission about tricking an idiot protagonist, don't you think?" I replied. "Even just the root perk is probably too much, but I already had most of the freebies, and I think someone just really wanted to see me act more devilish."

"Of course, it's what suits you the best," Maria agreed.

"I'm looking forward to using it, for sure," I replied. "But first, we have four more guests to take care of."

Maria and I made our way back out into the hall. "Are you going to use your new pact magic to do it?" she asked.

Just like how a scroll had manifested for my deal with Saito, I could now create those by my own will by making a deal with someone. At my current level it was mostly restricted to things I could actually perform and collect, though I could also ask for payment in the form of various types of life force. And even better, if I asked someone for a bit of their magic power it would count as a purchase of Added Potential for that type of magic, allowing me to learn it. Or any other energy based power system.

But I didn't need that here. "Nah," I said as I came to a stop in front of the next door over. "Why would I make a deal with them, when they're already mine?" Plus, I had already taken their spells, and they didn't have anything else I wanted.

Maria giggled. "An excellent point, Master!"

I cast Mirror of Prospection to create a triangular window that displayed the inside of the cell, which was identical to Saito's. Louise was sitting on the cot, her head in her hands, face hidden by her hair from the angle.

"Watch, for now," I told Maria as I anchored the spell's viewing window on the wall next to the door. "I'll motion for you to come in when I need you."

"Have fun!"

I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Louise's head instantly snapped up to look at me, a complicated expression growing on her face. Anger and hate were present of course, as well as a bit of fear, but there was more there as well, emotions that were harder to pick out behind the mask that she sloppily tried to erect.

"Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière," I greeted her as I closed the door behind me and sat down at the table. "That name is quite a mouthful, so I think I'll just call you Louise."

She glared at me and crossed her arms, but didn't react further. So I just shrugged and kept going.

"I've come to gloat- or so I'd like to say, but in truth there's something more important we need to talk about first."

"What did you do to my Familiar?" she asked in a sharp tone.

"I had all of you split up of course, and put in different-"

"Don't screw with me, that's not what I meant!" she snapped, standing up. "He's… he's gone! I can feel it!" Her hands balled into fists, but she couldn't do more than that.

I looked at her for a moment before sighing. "Well, I was going to explain some other things first, but the truth is that Saito has actually escaped."

Hope sparked in her eyes. "Ha! Guess you're not so almighty after all. Now it's only a matter of time until we're rescued."

I paused, putting on an awkward expression. "Well… I wouldn't be so sure of that."

Her eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"Saito isn't coming back. He's abandoned you."

Louise's jaw dropped in shock as she gaped at me. It was like the idea of Saito betraying her had never even occurred to her and she had no idea how to react.

Granted, it was mostly a lie, but it was a lie with a purpose. Up until a few minutes ago, my plan for handling Louise and the others was very different. I had planned on slapping some Master-Servant Contracts on them and then using some heavier handed Tantric Arts rituals to tweak their minds and thinking. Louise hadn't been important to me, and I just wanted to use them to further Asuna's corruption by providing her more examples of happy slaves.

But that was before I became an Infernal. Pact Energy, which was a source of power that was derived from making Pacts, was an interesting power. It enhanced me in both a general sense and a specific one. I was more, and the places where I was already skilled saw the largest improvements thanks to it.

Which of course meant that I had reached a new level of understanding others, and manipulating them in turn. And with that understanding, I saw a new path for Louise, one that would be far more entertaining than simply snapping my fingers and making her a loyal sex slave. One where she met her true potential and became a beloved useful pawn.

"You… you're lying," she insisted after a moment, clearly rattled.

"Unfortunately to say, I'm not," I continued. "In fact, he's been ready to betray you for a while. The first time we fought, after the rest of you had been knocked out, Saito asked me if there was any way I could free him from you. I could, and I told him as such, but I had no reason to do it. I had accomplished my goals and didn't see why I should help him out. So I left him alone, with you. Surely you noticed a change in his behavior after that, right?"

Her brow furrowed and I waited for several silent heartbeats as realization dawned on her face. "He… back then?" she muttered.

"Before he escaped, I talked to him for a bit, and he asked me once again to free him from you. He said he brought you all here for me as 'payment'."

Now it was horror that grew on her face. "It… it was his idea to look for you," she breathed.

I nodded solemnly, as if I knew that. "He was ranting and raving about how much he hated his life with you. About how he was kidnapped and abused, how you made him sleep on a pile of hay like an animal, and all sorts of other things."

Her despair was quickly turning into anger. "That… that ungrateful mutt! How dare he? He spends all of his time playing around with girls and he has the gall to play the victim?"

I fought to keep my expression vaguely sympathetic and not laugh out loud. Saito very much was Louise's victim, but calling her out on that was not the tone I wanted for this conversation.

"Truly a despicable man," I agreed. "But I did feel a little bad for him, and he put in all the work, so I decided to at least free him from being your Familiar. That was what you noticed, I'm sure. It wasn't a pleasant experience for him."

"Wait… that's impossible," she said. "The only way for the familiar bond to break is if he-" she cut herself off as her eyes widened.

"I didn't kill him," I said, rolling my eyes. "Remember how I took your magic? Well, I did the same thing on him, just deeper, and pulled out the magic that made up your bond with him."

She didn't look wholly convinced. "And do you have proof of that?" she asked.

"Sure, but not that I'm actually willing to use. I have his Gandalfr power that I can give to someone else now. It might also make them your Familiar? Not sure if the transition would mess with that." I shrugged.

She slumped over. "I… how did he escape?" she asked, her voice tired.

"Well, he passed out after that, and I left him in a lower security room without placing my mark on him. He woke up faster than I thought though and booked it for a gateway. I had already put the dungeon into passive mode, so the protection on the gateway wasn't active, and he got out before I could stop him." I shrugged.

Louise's expression was complicated as she tried to process the conflicting emotions from what I was telling her. Thanks to my lucky break with Saito having been the one to goad them into coming here she wasn't even doubting my words.

"So he's back in your world, but I doubt he'll mount a rescue. But there's a risk of it, so I'll be shutting down the gateway soon." I was only waiting for Flame, Kirche's familiar, to be lured into it, since they hadn't brought him. The Lure had been tuned specifically for him already.

Her shoulders slumped even further and her head hung low. "Some kind of mage I am," she muttered. "Even my Familiar abandoned me the first chance it got. He's probably going to go live with that maid girl, because apparently I wasn't good enough."

"Which is a real shame," I said casually. "Saito just doesn't know quality when he sees it."

She looked back up at me with confusion. "Huh?"

"I mean Saito's an idiot for ignoring a girl like you," I replied, this time with a bit of conviction. "You're cute, you're smart, and you're a powerful mage. What's not to like about you?"

"I… what?" she seemed more confused than anything else, which was pretty much where I wanted her.

I had knocked her down, pushed her to the edge of despair by making her believe that the one spell she had successfully cast ended up in a familiar that abandoned her. But I didn't push her over that edge. Instead, it was time to offer her a hand and pull her back up.

I stood up from the table and stepped around it to approach her. She tensed, but I ignored that and got close to her. "I mean that Saito escaped, but I never cared about Saito. He's nothing to me, and I barely put any effort into stopping him. You, however? I want you. I want your skills, and I want your body. You're so much better than you think you are, Louise."

I layered Alluring Whisper into my words as I started to seduce her, but that wasn't all. As we had talked I could feel my Pact Energy rushing through me, slipping into my voice and enhancing it in subtle ways. My charisma and acting were my other strongest traits alongside my understanding of people, and they were similarly enhanced by the infernal energies that I now housed. In fact, it was likely that the conversation had gone as smoothly as it did because of that little edge they gave me.

But when I activated Alluring Whisper? That energy swelled up to match. My words were like honey, thick and sweet and so tempting that I found that even I wanted to hear it more and wanted to believe them.

Her eyes widened and a blush appeared on her face. "What- what- what are you talking about!" she stammered. "That's… that's…" She tried to lean back to make some space between us, but the cot was not very large and she bumped against the wall.

So I got even closer, straddling her lap. "Everything I did in that world, the fighting and the scheming… it was for the sake of getting you. I don't care who comes after you. You're mine now, and I will fight anyone who tries to take you away."

Louise's expression was bewildered, her face a blazing blush that made it clear that she had no idea how to handle this situation. Her hands were between us, trying to push me away, but I was stronger than her and I didn't budge.

"You… you can't!" she protested, hitting my chest. A flash of confusion appeared on her face, her focus slipping slightly.

"I can," I breathed before taking advantage of her lapse to close the distance and claim her lips. She stiffened under me as my lips met hers, fighting against the kiss. But she had nowhere she could go. I was on top and in front of her, the cot was below her, and the wall behind her.

I pulled on the skill offered to me by Sticky Fingers, and once again I felt an undercurrent of ardent energy joining it as my Pact Energy enhanced my actions. It wasn't nearly as strong as it was in my voice, in fact it was barely present at all. But it was present, and it flowed through me and concentrated in my lips and my hands, which had started undoing her clothes.

She struggled and fought, wriggling under me as I kissed her. But I was too strong, and I shut down her attempts to stop me as I continued gently kissing her. I was deliberately being gentle, yet unyielding. She didn't have a choice in this, and I wanted to make that clear, but I also wanted to make it clear that I wanted her to enjoy it.

I wanted her to feel loved, something she was desperately lacking, and something that I was more than happy to use to control her.

I slipped her robe off of her shoulders, tossing it to the side as I continued to kiss her. She wasn't kissing back, not yet, but her lips were soft and sweet. Every time she opened her mouth to say something, I slipped my tongue into it, stifling her words and reducing them to gasps and grunts. I retracted my tongue before she could bite down on it though.

Once her robe was off, I started working on the buttons of her shirt. She tried to stop me by grabbing her wrists, but it was just as ineffective as her other attempts. It didn't take long for my skilled fingers to undo her shirt entirely, giving me access to her bare chest.

I didn't even bother taking off her shirt, I just slipped my hands in and spread it open enough for me to see her breasts. They were small, smaller than any of my other girls and nearly flat. But they were still definitely boobs, with the subtle rises and curves to prove it, topped by two pink nipples.

Nipples that I immediately focused on, placing my thumbs on each of them and rubbing them in circles like they were joysticks. Her back arched and her muffled moans became sweeter as I attacked her sensitive nubs.

I finally pulled my head back, releasing her lips. "Ah, Louise, you're so cute," I whispered.

"You… pervert…" she panted. "Brute… rapist… deviant…"

I giggled. "And such a flatterer too!"

She opened her mouth to make another comment, most likely to call me more names, but all that came out of them was a surprised moan as I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth. My lips formed a seal around it and I sucked on it, creating pressure even as my tongue flicked over it.

"Ah! Ahh!" she moaned, unable to form words as she arched her back even further, reflexively pushing her chest further into me as her body sought more pleasure.

I stopped sucking after a few seconds, letting go of her boob with a popping sound. The skin around her nipple was reddened and glistening with my saliva. She relaxed slightly.

I immediately shifted my head over and gave the other one the same treatment, causing her to tense up again.

As my mouth played with her boobs, my hands roamed lower. They traced lines down her stomach, soft but lean, following the subtle curves down to her waist. I couldn't go lower than that while straddling her, but lightly tracing my fingers along her stomach up and down was enough to leave goosebumps on her skin.

"You… you…," Louise breathed, unable to collect herself from just me playing with her nipples. Granted, I was cheating, but she was naturally very sensitive as well.

"Give in, Louise," I whispered after pulling my mouth away from her nipples. I gave her another quick kiss and my hands came up to play with her boobs once more. "Give in to my love. Give in to the pleasure. Become mine."

Her chest heaved under my hands, rising and falling as she panted and shuddered. She squirmed, hips wriggling where I had them trapped under me. "N-no," she protested, but it was weak.

I kept peppering her with light kisses on her lips and neck. "I'll always be here. I'll never betray you. I will make you strong. All you have to do is accept it."

"I… I…" she trailed off. I could feel her shaking under my touch. She was getting close.

I leaned in close, pinching her nipples as I placed my lips next to her ear. "I'll give you everything… so cum."

She came. Her back arched, her chest pressing against me and trapping my hands between us as she let out a moan that echoed through the room.

I smiled and climbed off of her as she slumped back against the wall, breathing heavily. Her eyes were glazed, and her expression was vaguely confused, but already they were starting to focus as she came back to her senses.

Which is why I reached beneath my skirt, pulled down my panties, and whipped out my cock right in her face.

She froze as her eyes locked onto it, two days of charged Love Spot slamming into her all at once. She opened her mouth to say something, but it just hung there slack as she silently stared at me, enraptured by my penis.

I preened. I never got sick of hitting a girl with my hypnocock, especially when they didn't know I was a guy. I was pretty sure she suspected, since she was hitting my chest earlier and there's a distinct tactile difference between small boobs and no boobs, but I hadn't given her time to think it through.

However, I didn't let myself bask in that moment for too long. The stun from the built up Love Spot charge wouldn't last long, and as tempting as it was to fill that gaping mouth of hers with my cock, my plans demanded another course of action. So while she was still reeling with infatuation for my dick, I reached down under her skirt and pulled her panties clean off of her.

She came back to her senses right as they slipped off of her thigh high sock covered ankles. "Wha- hey!" she protested, but I ignored her as I stuffed the damp underwear into a pocket and kneeled down in front of her. "What do you think- aah!"

I cut off her words by diving into her snatch, pressing my lips against her labia and running a tongue up her wet folds. Her pussy was as petite as she was, small and understated, but cute and flushed with arousal. It was dim under her skirt but I could see her clit poking out from underneath it's hood. I didn't hesitate to attack it with my tongue.

"Aaahhh!" she cried out, louder than even when she orgasmed. Her hands came down to press against my head, though she couldn't seem to make up her mind on if she wanted to push me away or pull me closer. Her legs definitely didn't want me to move at all, because her thighs, which were still deliciously soft despite her relatively thin legs, clamped around either side of my head.

My cock throbbed as I started to eat her out, tongue lapping at her entrance and digging into every nook and cranny of her cunt. The slightly sweet and slightly sour taste of her arousal filled my mouth as she grew more and more wet. Her clit engorged fully, and her moans filled the air.

"Stop!" she cried out, fingers grabbing onto my hair through her skirt. "Stop, stop, stop! I can't!"

But I ignored her pleas and continued to ravage her pussy with my tongue. I could feel the pact energy collecting there, pulsing with potential. Curious about what would happen, I prodded at it, encouraging it to do what it wanted.

I felt my tongue shift and grow in size, becoming tapered and longer. I was surprised. The perk text of The Pact is Sealed had mentioned I'd gain the ability to grow some devil-like appendages, but I hadn't expected a long forked tongue to be one of them.

I wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth though, and I put my elongated tongue to use by pressing it against her tight entrance and forcing it into her depths.

"What-!?" she started to exclaim before it shifted into another moan as she was unable to hold herself back and form a cohesive sentence. I didn't penetrate too deep into her, the transformation only made my tongue a little longer than normal, just a bit shorter than my pointer finger in terms of the depths I could reach. But when that length was a wriggling tongue, it had a profound effect on her.

Her inner walls were tight and hot, clamping tight around in invading tongue to the point where I was extremely grateful for Sexual Calibration ensuring that this was a pleasant experience for the both of us. No matter how tight she was, she wasn't too tight, and I was able to tongue-fuck her into another loud and messy orgasm. Her taste filled my mouth and nose as she clutched at my head, body and inner walls shuddering as she climaxed.

I didn't give her any reprieve. As I pulled my tongue back into my mouth, allowing it to shift back to its normal shape as I did so, I immediately replaced it with a finger. She had been starting to relax and recover from her climax, but she tensed up again as she was penetrated once more.

I pulled my head back out from under her skirt and watched her face as I fingered her. Her eyes were shut and her face screwed up tight as she panted, her face red and covered in sweat. Her flowing pink hair was in a disarray, and she looked like a mess. But it was a hot mess, one that I had been responsible for creating, and my arousal only grew as I looked upon her.

My finger hammered into her tight folds, plunging deep into her and exploring every angle and spot that I could reach to find the one that made her sing the loudest. I gently and slowly shifted her position, placing my other hand on her shoulder and turning her so I could lower her onto the cot until she was laying down.

I laid down next to her, my body pressed against hers in the limited space of the bed, my cock resting on top of her thigh and my hand between her legs. Her skirt had ridden up into a black pile of cloth around her waist, leaving her front almost entirely exposed. She had long lost the ability to speak and was just letting loose a constant stream of moans and gasps, her pink hair splayed out underneath her.

"Good girl," I whispered in her ear as I added another finger into her snatch. Her tightness seemed to both be trying to force my digits out of her while drawing them in, but I ignored both and continued to pump them as I explored her insides. "You're doing so good. You deserve this."

I wasn't sure how much she heard, as her ability to process language right now was very much in doubt, but I continued whispering sweet nothings and affirmations into her ear, my voice layered with both Pact Energy and Alluring Whisper, as I found her g-spot and started hammering my fingers into it.

Once I did that, it was over. It only took a few seconds of focus until she screamed in pleasure, her voice hoarse by this point, and her hips arched upward. Clear liquid arced through the air above my hand as she squirted.

And then her hips fell back down and her body fully relaxed, aside from a few shudders and the way her chest heaved. Her expression had slackened, but her eyes were still closed. Her third orgasm had literally knocked her out, leaving her unconscious.

I grinned and pulled my fingers from her snatch, wiping them off on her skirt as I pushed myself up. I was rather pleased with myself. Sure, my cock was throbbing with need, my own desires left unsatisfied. But there was something just so satisfying about making a girl cum so hard that she passed out.

"Maria," I called out, waving my hand to motion her inside. A second later the door opened and Maria stepped in. As she was still in her succubus outfit I could see how flushed her entire body was, and the way it glistened with sweat. I could also see the way her hand was still stuffed down her panties even as she stepped up to me, fingers working away at herself as she masturbated.

"That was incredible as always, Master," she said in a husky tone. She looked down at Louise's mostly nude body. "You didn't fuck her."

It wasn't an accusation or a question, just a statement, but it was filled with curiosity.

"I have plans for her," I said vaguely.

Maria nodded, easily accepting that without asking what those plans were, because she was a good minion who understood the value of a surprise.

"More importantly, did you get enough magic power from it to cast the Master-Servant Contract?" The fact that she could recharge her magic power just by watching lewd things was another of her best qualities.

"I could do it twice from that show alone!" she announced, finally pulling her hand from her panties. Her fingers glistened with their wetness and she locked eyes with me as she slipped them into her mouth, cleaning her own juices from them with her tongue.

My cock throbbed again, but I pushed my arousal aside for now. I'd sate it shortly, but business came first.

"Do it then, same as usual."

Maria winked and nodded. "Yes, Master," she purred. She lifted her hand, the one she had just been masturbating with, and a magic circle appeared that filled the room. The mark on the back of my hand that denoted my Master status above my contracted girls appeared, and as Maria channeled and the magic swelled, a mark appeared around Louise's neck. A simple violet band, but at her throat there was a gap where instead a heart appeared.

Once the band was complete, the light faded as the magic circle disappeared. Both the mark on Louise's neck and on my hand faded as well, though they were still there. I could feel Louise now, feel her location with the slightest flick of my will, and I knew she was mine now.

"You really were the best choice I could have made," I mused as I turned my attention to Maria. "These Contracts are amazing."

Maria smiled, preening under the praise. "Hehe. I think I'm the lucky one though, to have been chosen by such a great Master."

"Is that so?" I replied. My eyes moved to her neck, and I reached up to run a finger across it, where her own Servant mark was, invisible. "I've been wondering about these marks lately. Specifically, I've been wondering why they raise so slowly. With the total loyalty and love that the Catalog instills, shouldn't it near instantly max out? But even you are only at the green level, only halfway to a Vow."

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Maria asked, tilting her head to give me better access to her neck, shivering slightly as I ran my fingers across her skin. "To mold us? Change us until we were exactly what you wanted? For Ed and I, this is what we are. I'm of course loyal to you, and I love you more than anything… but there's room for it to grow, you know?"

I silently considered her words. Hadn't I noticed that already for Ed? How she was certainly less moral than her canon self, to better accommodate my wishes, but she still had a line she didn't want to cross, one I could tempt her over if I wanted to. Their loyalty and devotion wasn't perfect, and Maria was right when she said that was what I wanted.

As for the others, the capture methods and Bindings I had used on them so far had been relatively weak, instilling only the minimum amount of loyalty and love. The rest had been through my own efforts, and choosing the right girls.

"So that's how it is, is it?" I mused.

"That's right," she replied happily. "Ah, it's also important to remember, despite the fact that I'm a succubus and the punishment is lewd, the contract only counts loyalty. If it was love, I would have maxed out already!"

"Is that so?" My hand moved up to cup her cheek, my thumb brushing up against the corner of her lips. "So you love me with all that you can, but you're not totally loyal?"

"I'm still selfish," she said without any remorse. "I might pull a prank on you if I think it would be fun. I haven't given you everything, just most of me."

I just laughed despite her words. I knew any prank from her would be an inconvenience at worst, and one I would probably enjoy anyway. I understood her well enough for that.

"I guess each of you view loyalty and love differently, huh?"

"Yes. The Contract is a measure of their true feelings of loyalty. How those react to what you do… that will depend on them! If you want to raise their loyalty though, I suggest doing things they approve of, or helping them achieve their goals. Make them grateful to you, rely on you, and love you. Become the most important person for their existence, even more than their own selves."

"So I can't just fuck them until they only think of me?" I joked.

"That might work for Miku!" Maria replied excitedly. "She's slutty enough for it. In fact, we should give her one and find out!"

"Maybe one day." Dia had decided not to give Miku a Falna, so I didn't give her a Contract either. I had captured her using a quick ritual, but I restricted her access to Talents and other perks. I wanted to see how she'd develop and react as the only base human with no special abilities. It wasn't like she needed them to be a maid anyway.

My eyes turned back to Louise. "But for now… why don't we do a bit of an experiment? You found some paint while scavenging, right?"

"We did!" Maria confirmed. "Your list didn't specify which kind so we got several. They should be in the storage room."

"Perfect," I pulled out my phone and used the Pocket Space app to search for what I wanted. With the press of a button, a tube of green body paint appeared on the table next to me.

"Oh?" Maria perked up as she noticed. "What's this for?"

"A Tantric Art ritual," I explained as I grabbed the body paint and approached Louise. She remained unconscious as I started taking her shirt and skirt off completely. I left the socks though. "Art of Bonds, to be specific, the one that compels the target to feel a certain emotion."

"Are you going to compel her to be loyal then?" I could hear the disapproval in her voice.

"Oh ye of little faith, you think I would do something so boring?" I shook my head and rolled Louise over onto her stomach, leaving her back and butt exposed to the air. The perfect canvas.

"You were right when you said that what I want is to mold all of you into the shape I want," I continued as I squeezed a bit of paint onto my finger. "Cheating the Contract by forcing them to be even more loyal would go against that. I don't need the power boost so desperately that I'd cost myself the fun and satisfaction."

"And so?"

I grinned. "Instead, I'll pick something they already feel normally, and enforce it."

Doing so would serve multiple purposes, which I always appreciated. For one, it would help them adjust to life on the Stoneblock, under me, by providing them a sort of artificial emotional grounding, something to focus on besides complaining about being enslaved and other little things. While breaking such habits was a form of entertainment as well, I had been itching to use this new Ritual, and quite frankly doing it for all four of them at the same time sounded kind of annoying.

Second, it should have interesting effects on their Contracts. The effects would vary based on the emotion I picked, which is why I had already built a diverse spread. In a proper experiment I should leave one of them alone as a control, but there were already so many variables that weren't the same between them that a true control was impossible, so they would all get it.

And third, it was just hot. This was why I had become a Contractor, and why I had picked Tantric Arts. A magic ritual that tweaked just one little thing about them, and then using that to control and manipulate them further? Just thinking about it sent a shiver down my spine and a burst of heat to my loins, making my aching need for satisfaction even stronger.

And lastly, for Louise specifically, it would smooth the path of the long term plans I had for her. I lowered my paint covered finger to between her shoulder blades and felt the ritual energy start to build in the air as the Art of Bonds ritual began.

Said ritual was one of the more straightforward ones. Each participant, which was just me in this case, just needed to paint over the Arcane Link, which in this case was Louise, using an appropriate color of paint and depicting something, or somethings, that matched the emotion that was to be compelled.

And for Louise, I wanted her to be envious. She was a Void mage, and that meant she naturally had a sense that she was missing something, something that others had, and she yearned for it. I wanted to stoke those flames higher, to make sure that when she looked at others she saw things they had that she wanted. It would drive her, distract her, and when I provided her those things, would increase her loyalty to me.

So I painted her green with little doodles of inadequacy and incompleteness. I drew a small circle surrounded by four larger ones. I drew the silhouette of a person with a gap in their torso. I drew a pizza with a piece missing. A flower that drooped next to one that stood tall and blossomed.

Art of Bonds was a relatively cheap ritual, and the fact that Louise was already captured and being used as the Arcane Link meant that even performing the ritual alone without any preparations, I only had to draw for ten minutes, flipping her over halfway through for more 'canvas' to work on, before I felt the ritual finish as the energy settled into her.

Somehow, she didn't wake up during the entire thing. I could only guess that she was exhausted from the invasion as well. So I took the chance to then wipe the body paint off of her, hiding the evidence of it. Was it necessary? No. But it was more effective if she didn't know about it, so I figured that I might as well.

Finally, I turned to Maria, who had been silently watching, and masturbating, the entire time. Her face was flushed and clear liquid seeped down the inside of her thighs.

I grinned. "Don't get too excited now. After all, we have three more girls to do this with."

"I was hoping you'd say that!" Maria said excitedly.

Leaving Louise behind, we continued to Kirche's cell, and repeated the process. I told her about how Saito had run away, I told her how much I wanted her, and I fucked her into unconsciousness, actually having sex with her this time, unlike Louise. Then Maria applied the Contract and I painted red flames of Love on her body, stoking her already passionate personality to new heights that would direct themselves towards me.

I painted flat gray lines of Apathy onto Tabitha's petite body, dampening her emotions even further than she already did, and ensuring that she wouldn't worry too much about the problems that she had left behind in her home world. Finally, Sylphid got bright yellow rays of Joy to keep her perky and happy despite being captured and enslaved.

It was dinner time when I finally finished, but I felt satisfied. All four girls had been fucked, collared, and pushed towards their most defining emotion. With that, I had tied off the final thread of the first dungeon invasion, ending it in my complete and utter victory.

And with just a couple of days left until the next portal opened, I turned my eyes to the plans for the future. Because while this was a big milestone, it was only the first of many more to come.

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AN: Sorry if you wanted to see Kirche, Tabitha, or Sylphid get the same treatment. It would just be boring to repeat the same thing three more times. Louise is the most important one here, so she gets the focus, and the others get sidelined. They'll each get at least one lewd scene sooner or later, but that'll have to wait.

With this, you could say that we've wrapped up the first Book/Arc/Volume/Season/however you want to break up large sections of this fic. All of the foundations have been set. We've got a dungeon, Morgan is an Infernal, he's got TA, and he has all the basic pieces he needs. From here on out it's building on top of those, growing his dungeon, and exploring new facets of those mechanics.

I've mostly been winging it up until this point with only an idea of what I wanted to do and a few ideas of future things, but as of the chapter before this one I've started putting together a more solid plan. It's not nearly finished yet(and will never be more than a rough skeleton with room for changing and improvisation), but I'm starting to get a good idea of the end of this fic. Which won't be anytime soon, I can say that much. At most, we're a fifth of the way through.

Anyway, hope you all liked the chapter, and I hope you keep liking the chapters to come, because I'm having fun writing them.