by Tamryn Tamer
“I didn’t say you could stop,” Cynthia said angrily. She smacked the crop across his shoulder again for good measure.
“Sorry goddess,” Jericho said eagerly licking her boot until he was on his hands and knees. He continued cleaning it with his tongue as Cynthia slowly stroked his back with the crop.
“That’s a good pet,” she pulled her boot away and began dragging him toward the bed. As soon as he moved, he felt the sharp sting of the crop across his ass. “Wrong! Head up, arch your back, be regal!”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho responded as she pulled harshly on the leash, lifting his neck. She struck his lower back with the crop indicating it wasn’t low enough. Still displeased with his position, she leaned down and reached between his legs forcing his ass higher by applying pressure to his balls.
“There,” she said finally pleased. “That’s the proper position for a pet. Now come.”
Jericho followed her to the bed careful not to change his posture. She smacked his ass a few times to hurry him along and sat at the foot of the bed with crossed legs.
“Kneel,” she said while pointing to a specific spot in front of her. Jericho moved to the spot and knelt, his cock throbbed desperately. “Put your hands behind your back and spread your legs for me.”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho obeyed and assumed the dehumanizing position. She slowly unzipped her thigh high boot and took it off revealing her slender leg. Cynthia crossed her legs in the opposite direction and removed the other boot.
“Mmm,” Cynthia moaned while running her hands up and down her leather pants. After several long strokes, she reached the waist and began rolling them down and pulled them off revealing her green thong. It barely covered her trimmed dark bush and as she spread her legs, he clearly saw her pussy. “Do you love me pet?”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho’s felt like he might cum any moment. He prayed internally for her to give him permission to touch himself but knew even the slightest contact would be more than he could take.
“You look like you’re struggling,” she laughed. “Let me help you with that. I don’t want you cumming without permission after all.”
She pointed a finger and a black leather band magically appeared around the base of his cock and tightened. Jericho winced as it constricted slightly more than what was comfortable.
“Hm,” Cynthia looked to the stairs. “It seems we have an audience. Come on up ladies.”
“Jericho,” Mirage said with intrigue. Ariel and Jinx nervously came up behind her, both avoided meeting Cynthia’s gaze. “I didn’t realize you were so, well, decadent.”
“A new familiar?” Cynthia looked Mirage up and down. “What’s your name?”
“Uhm,” Mirage looked to Jericho for some kind of confirmation.
“Pet,” Cynthia said to Jericho. “If your familiar doesn’t answer, I’ll need to punish you. You are her master after all.”
“I’m sorry,” Mirage smiled apprehensively. “I’m Mirage.”
“Mirage,” Cynthia said. “It’s a beautiful name. Well, if you three wish to watch, remove your clothing and get on the bed. If not, leave.”
“Remove?” Mirage looked around the room for somebody to object. Jinx rushed toward the bed and started tearing off her clothing eager to learn from Cynthia. Ariel shuffled her feet unsure of what she should do. Mirage shook her head and laughed, “He did say being with him would be fun.”
“Good,” Cynthia smiled while watching the three undress. Ariel’s small slender body, Jinx’s short curvy frame, and Mirage’s tall curvaceous figure. All three climbed into the bed behind Cynthia and looked down at Jericho who sat there still spreading his legs, his bound cock twitching uncontrollably. Cynthia turned to Jericho, “Aren’t you happy to have an audience pet?”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho answered. He probably could have handled Ariel and Jinx seeing him like this since they knew he was a sexual deviant, but Mirage seeing him that way made his heart pound. He instinctively looked down.
“No,” Cynthia swatted his chest with the riding crop. She used the crop to lift his chin until he was looking at her pussy. “There is only one place I want you staring. Do not look away or you will be punished. Understand?”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho said while staring at Cynthia’s pussy. He heard whispers but couldn’t make out what was being said, reflexively he wanted to look toward them but continued to stare at Cynthia’s damp pussy.
“Oh god,” Mirage moaned out seductively. “That feels good.”
“You’re tongue,” Ariel whined. “Jinx! You can’t put your finger there.”
Jericho struggled not to look up. He focused on Cynthia’s pussy while listening to the erotic sounds coming from the three on the bed as his cock spasmed uncontrollably. He saw Mirage’s hand sliding on Cynthia’s thigh toward her pussy and resisted the urge to look over at her.
“Cynthia,” Mirage moaned loudly. “Your fingers are so deep. Ariel! You’re sucking so hard.”
“Keep licking it! Slut! Whore!” Jinx whined loudly. All three women continued making sexual sounds and describing what was happening to them. Jericho couldn’t handle, he knew it was a trap but he desperately wanted to look.
“He wants it so bad,” Cynthia laughed and slid her panties to the side. “My poor pet. Here, have a treat.”
Jericho leaned in and began licking Cynthia’s pussy as the girls continued their sexual play. He heard Jinx moaning and Ariel squealing and felt Mirage’s hot breath as she moaned into his ear. He felt a sharp sting on his back reminding him not to get distracted. He continued licking Cynthia’s pussy as if it were the last pussy he’d ever eat.
“Good boy,” Cynthia moaned out as she came on Jericho’s tongue. He hungrily lapped everything up. “Somebody deserves a reward.” Cynthia waved a finger and a binding formed over his eyes blinding him. She tugged harshly on his collar. “Climb up on the bed.”
Jericho did as he was told and soon felt Cynthia’s hand on his cock maneuvering it toward some unknown destination while she pulled on his leash. He let out a pleasured groan as he felt the unmistakable feel of Jinx’s pussy.
“Now fuck,” Cynthia whispered seductively in his ear. Jericho obeyed, ravenously pounding Jinx as she moaned. Jericho let out a whine as the pressure built up in his cock. He felt the harsh sting of Cynthia’s riding crop on his ass whenever he slowed down.
“Fuck,” Jinx cried out as a deluge of warm fluid covered his cock. Cynthia continued to swat his ass indicating he shouldn’t slow down. “I’m cumming! Pervert! Bastard!”
“That’s enough my pet,” Cynthia said while tugging on his collar. After a few moments and some shuffling, she guided his cock toward Ariel’s amazing cunt. Once again, she whispered in his ear and smacked his ass and he began fucking the petite fairy.
“It’s so rough,” Ariel whined as Jericho ravaged her. He wasn’t even thinking anymore, there was only the sensation of pressure mounting in his cock. He was desperately trying to cum and something in his brain was telling him that fucking harder would allow it to happen. He felt her warm wet nectar spill onto his cock and she started giggling. “Jericho! Oh my god!”
“Wait pet,” Cynthia needed to pull harshly to get him off her. Jericho was chomping at the bit for more. He’d convinced himself that if he was even more forceful, he’d be able to break the binding on his cock and finally cum. Her hand stroked his cock several times while lining it up with Mirage’s cunt. Cynthia bit his earlobe, “Fuck.”
She’d barely gotten the word out of her mouth before Jericho’s cock was burrowed deep inside of Mirage. She squealed as he fucked her like a wild beast. At times he was thrusting so hard it felt like he was trying to kill her with his cock.
“Yes baby,” Mirage moaned. “Hurt me. Hurt me with that big fucking dick.”
“Fuck,” Jericho whined as the sting of Cynthia’s crop commanded him to go faster and harder. He was running out of energy and the pain of his bound cock was overwhelming. He wasn�
�t able to think about anything other than cumming.
“Yeah baby,” Mirage whined as juices from her cunt splashed against Jericho’s pelvis. “I’m cumming. Don’t stop. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
“There we go,” Cynthia giggled in his ear while pulling him back again. He instinctively tugged against the collar. He was swatted again for fighting but that didn’t stop him from tugging. He was losing control. “Such a good boy. Now beg for it.”
“Please goddess,” Jericho moaned as his cock throbbed in pain. “I’m begging you. Please let me cum.”
“You’ve been such a good pet,” Cynthia removed the binding that blocked his vision. She laid in front of Jericho and spread her legs. He couldn’t look away from her gorgeous drenched pussy, after all that fucking he was desperate for it, “So, I’ll let you fuck me until you cum. However long that may be.”
“Fuck,” Jericho whimpered as the black binding vanished from his cock. Like a mindless animal, he pounced on Cynthia and thrust his cock inside of her. The sensation was more pleasurable than anything he ever felt as her pussy wrapped around his thick dick. She smiled wickedly and squeezed his dick with her pussy increasing his pleasure.
“Do you love me my pet?” Cynthia asked as Jericho managed a second thrust.
“I love you goddess,” Jericho moaned as he started to cum. His orgasm sent a shiver through his entire body as he continually came. Her pussy was getting wetter as his cum filled her up. He continued to release and felt cum start to leak from her pussy.
Jinx and the others looked on as Jericho filled Cynthia with an impossible amount of cum before collapsing in a euphoric daze.
“Three,” Cynthia sighed disappointedly. She pushed him over, his cock was still twitching as tiny bursts of pleasure shot through him like electric shocks. “I only expected you to manage one thrust. I suppose next time I’ll need to be harder on you. Be sure to see me if you’re interested in a next time.”
“Yes goddess,” Jericho panted as Cynthia picked up her clothes and left the room, leaving a trail of Jericho’s cum as she went. As soon as she left the others began barraging him with kisses.
“I told you that I was all you needed and you still went to her!” Jinx said angrily while crawling next to him. “I’m going to have to hurt you more next time! Deviant! Pervert!”
“I hope you learned your lesson,” Ariel chided him while kissing his chest. “Never make a promise with Cynthia. You’re lucky you got the reward instead of the punishment.”
“I actually thought it was kind of fun,” Mirage pressed her ample breasts against Jericho’s body. “Is it like this all the time?”
“Hm,” Jericho thought for a moment. “More or less.”
Chapter 8
The Value of Knowledge
“Jericho,” Terra said judgmentally as Jericho logged in. She and the others were sitting down like he’d walked into an intervention. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
“Is it my birthday?” Jericho joked as he checked through all of his inventory and messages. They weren’t amused. Cynthia and Terra were clearly irritated, Jinx was somewhat excited, and Ariel seemed jumpy. He looked at Mirage who was staring at the floor. “Oh.”
“I put up with a lot of stuff,” Terra stood up and began pacing around like a courtroom lawyer. “I think we all put up with a lot of stuff. We all ride along on the J-train wherever it takes us. Even if it results in massive bounties being placed on our heads…”
“That was you,” Jericho interrupted. “We were doing your delivery mission and you…”
“Your constant deflection of blame,” she raised her voice silencing Jericho. “And having to defeat nefarious fairy overlords who get their jollies off by showing people horror scenes. I had to tell my therapist about that shit Jericho! I filed a complaint with the developers about that shit! Not to mention that even after helping you get a fairy familiar and defeat a soul eater, I still don’t get the master bedroom.”
“You lost it fair and square,” Jericho objected.
“I shouldn’t have had to play for it!” Terra interjected. “Not to mention poor Jinx! She’s being the best familiar she can be and here you are always making her feel like she’s not enough. She lets you sleep with whoever you want and she even helps you acquire more familiars…”
“And you don’t buy me enough jewelry! Idiot! Jerk!” Jinx added.
“He doesn’t, does he?” Terra agreed. “And poor Ariel. She gave you all of her gold so you could buy up half this village and look at her! She’s always walking around wearing the same thing because you won’t buy her clothes!”
“But I like what I’m wearing,” Ariel said stroking her silky sundress.
“It’s not about whether you like it,” Terra patted Ariel’s head. “But has he purchased you any new ones? Maybe with some frills?”
“No,” Ariel said sheepishly. “But I didn’t ask him…”
“You shouldn’t have to ask,” Terra said forcefully. “And that’s the problem. The J-Train is all about Jericho going off and doing stuff while the rest of us clean up all the mess. What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What did I do now?” Jericho sighed. Terra wasn’t wrong. She was obviously making a spectacle of it but he was pretty selfish and didn’t think much before he acted. But he liked to think his heart was always in the right place.
“Walk outside and have a look around,” Terra opened the door to the rooftop garden. “You tell me!”
Jericho walked out and didn’t see anything. The garden looked like it always did, gorgeous. Sure, he’d planted some new rare herbs that needed watering and fertilizer but they weren’t going to die. Maybe if he were planting herbs that required watering, fertilizing, weeding, and trimming at specific times there’d be a reason to be upset. But rare herbs not being watered on time was no reason to be upset.
“Idiot,” Terra grabbed him and tilted his head upward toward the horizon and pointed. “That!”
“Oooooh,” Jericho said as a massive army from Dawn bearing the flag of Archduke Garlamond waited outside of the city. There were five smaller flags in the mix as well from the other noble families that Mirage had pissed off. “You know…about that.”
“Not done,” Terra said turning him the opposite direction. An even larger army was assembled from the direction of Kal Morgath.
“Fuck me,” Jericho said in shock. “That is the crest of Grand Prince Therion Sunfire,” Jericho turned to Mirage. “You said the highest ranked was Archduke Garlamond.”
“I’m so sorry,” Mirage whimpered. “I swear I didn’t know.”
“Let me explain,” Cynthia interjected and created an illusion showing a massive lineage filled with royal emblems and family names. The Sunfire family’s crest started at the bottom but slowly moved up in the illusion. “Fifteen years ago, the Sunfire family was one of the weakest noble families in Kal Morgath. It was around this time that Miss Mirage made an enemy of them. Unfortunately for us, over the last twenty years, Kal Morgath has suffered from frequent regicides.”
“Oh fuck,” Jericho vaguely recalled the guild Ronin continually assassinating the nobility of Kal Morgath. It all started when a beautiful young Duchess was thrown into the streets in front of their leader. She’d spent all of her family’s wealth caring for war orphans. Naturally, the players decided that she should be the queen but her family was fairly low on the totem pole. Then the assassinations began, “Fucking weebs.”
“I’m sorry?” Cynthia said confused. “I don’t understand.”
“Never mind,” Jericho sighed. “So, the Sunfire family was basically one rank below the Lockheart family.”
“I’m so sorry,” Mirage looked ready to sprint off. Jericho hated seeing her that upset. “I didn’t mean to lie. I just didn’t know. I’ll leave. I’ll go. Maybe they’ll come after me instead.”
“Do you think knowing would have changed anything?” Jericho asked Mirage. He turned to Terra. “Tell her.”
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It wouldn’t have mattered,” Terra said angrily. “And that’s the part that pisses me off the most! He would have done this no matter what! This entire conversation, I’m talking to a fucking wall. All I want is for him to learn a lesson! But he doesn’t learn! Even if he knew all this was going to happen, it wouldn’t have mattered! Fuck!”
“Of course, it wouldn’t have!” Jinx grabbed Mirage’s breast. “As soon as he saw these that’s all he was thinking about. Rake! Lecher!”
“Our master doesn’t worry about things like this,” Ariel said reassuring Mirage. “He only thinks about perverted things and magic.”
“I’d be offended if that wasn’t so accurate,” Jericho said shamelessly. He looked at Terra and Cynthia glowering at him. “I should have mentioned it before but…”
“Mirage already told us,” Terra snapped. “Normally, I wouldn’t care because it’d only be your trouble but there is a complete embargo on the village. We’re hotel California, anybody can come through the portals but nobody can leave. The emissary has already arrived and declared that the village is harboring a fugitive and if they don’t deliver them in twenty-four hours, they’ll destroy the village. You remember when this happened in Havenwood?”
“Yeah,” Jericho sighed.
The guild at the time thought it was an empty threat when soldiers from Rend surrounded their village and demanded their leader’s head. If you did enough shitty stuff or pissed off the wrong shitty people entire cities could eventually turn on you. That was how the karma system worked in Forbidden Arcana.
That guild thought it was some type of joke since Havenwood was a safe zone. After twelve hours it wasn’t anymore. The army invaded, killed everybody, and burnt everything to the ground. To add insult to injury, the city was completely removed meaning all of the players lost their homes and wealth. It basically zeroed the entire guild.
“I don’t suppose there’s a diplomatic solution?” Jericho looked at Cynthia. She was the advisor to the queen after all.