"No worries. We help in village. Come?"
I nodded slowly, trying to bite down the pain. Why the hell was it simulated so realistically? This kind of fate sure had its drawbacks. Sure, the sex was intense and I felt every inch of my body when we did make sweet love, but the pain. Oh the sweet pain was so fucking horrible that I would gladly trade the sex in sometimes to not feel any of it.
"I’m going ahead with these guys. I hurt myself during the landing. Once you’re close to the end, get up and jump, otherwise you’ll slam into the river bank just like me," I said in party chat, alerting my group why I’d be gone.
"No! Wait for me down there! I’ll be there soon!" Scarlet replied angrily. "Don’t you dare have someone else heal you!"
"Guess they’ll have to. Lopo says he needs to refill some of his magical energy. Go ahead, we’ll see you in a bit," Katya said, interrupting us.
I could feel the two women arguing in party chat. They loved to do it after all. Arguing. And having sex. I sighed and pushed the two women off my mind as we stepped into the jungle.
Sometimes another pair of hands helped steady and carry me. I was breathing harder and harder by the second and spat blood every few steps. It wouldn’t kill me, that much I knew, but it hurt like a SOB.
Sometime later, I came to in front of a grandiose wooden palisade. There weren’t any new messages in party or private chats, so it hadn’t been that long I guessed. I looked to the sides and found the lizards smiling amiably. Their teeth showed, but not their fangs. Could they even feel to a degree like we did?
I looked back at the wall in front of us as a scraping sound started up. A portion of the wall withdrew and opened up a wide and tall enough passage for a couple of Lopos to enter at the same time. The inside was again unlike anything I’d seen up until now.
Great burrows were dug in the ground between houses and served as lizard homes. Other humanoid species walked about without a single worry in the world. Most looked like Monica, the naked humanoids, but a good number of them looked like animalistic humans. Fur, whiskers, claws and tails.
"Welcome to our village," the voice of a young woman whispered in my ear. "Please, have them escort you to the village doctor, and once you’re healed up, join me for dinner. Lopo won’t be for a while. He’s all out of magical power."
"I turned around, but saw no one. I frowned and caught myself barely from falling. The two lizards helped me up again and basically dragged my broken body along. Barely conscious, I looked around as if through a fog. There were only a score of buildings, large and small all around the large village, or maybe town would have been a better choice of words. We seemed to be headed for the second largest. What kind of doctor would await me there?
"I just need some healing magic," I mumbled, "Not a doctor."
The lizards smiled back at me and nodded, their fake smiles still up. I sighed and dropped. My legs had given all they could as I endured the inner pain. Whatever. If they killed me, they would have a hard time chewing on a vampire. If I woke up again sometimes later, well, we would cross that bridge when we got to it. Or not at all.
10
A faint light forced my eyes open with a gasp. I sat upright and looked around the room. It was spartan, to say the least, the only things in here were the bed I lay on, a cabinet, a closet, a table and two chairs. The wooden walls were painted white for some reason, which reminded me of hospitals out there.
"Now, now. Take it easy. You were quite damaged, if I may say so," a soothing voice came from my left. The only place I hadn’t looked. A young woman of sorts leaned against the only window in this room and was flashing me a smile. She had a white coat draped over her furry shoulders. From the top of her head, two large ears flopped around in semi circles. I looked down at her hands and then feet. By god, this woman was part rabbit part human.
"You’re the doctor?" I asked, my voice rather weak and dry. I coughed forcibly and spat on my sheets. She looked at me disgustedly but walked over and handed me a glass of water.
"I am. Here, drink this and then you can try again."
I looked up at her mischievous smile, took the glass of green liquid and pulled it up to my nose. It didn’t smell funny, so I drank a sip. A world of bliss filled me as I leaned back into the bed. It was as if all my senses were heightened and I could smell each and every flower around town, her perfume and every piece of food.
"W-what is this?" I asked, my voice wavering as if I were high on drugs, but my eyes saw everything clearly. The rabbit doctor chuckled and sat next to me on a stool and put her hand on mine. It was soft and warm. So strange.
"A medicine that will make all the grogginess and pain go away. Please stay down for a minute. Then we’ll join the mistress at her home for dinner. Your friends should be here in a few hours as well."
I sighed and stayed down for a long, long minute. It felt like it took an eternity to pass. But before long, she took my hand and pulled me up on the bed, handed me some clothing and waited for me to get dressed. Somehow, the system wasn’t working right and I had to ‘manually’ undress and get dressed, as the rabbit doc giggled behind my back.
"Where to now?" I asked after I finished and had turned around. The pants and shirt were a bit tight, not exactly how I liked it, but it would have to do, if it was their wish.
"Quite the handsome one, huh?" she replied with another chuckle. Her face was flushed pink as if she had been drinking. "What? I can’t even give you a compliment?" she asked in reply to my frown. "Whatever. Follow me."
Darkness was falling over the town, and pretty quickly at that. It felt like with each step, that the dark blanket descended further over our heads. Torches and braziers lit up as we passed them, one by one and illuminated the area. To my surprise, there weren’t many ‘creatures’ outside. It was far-fetched to called them people or human, because they obviously weren’t.
A particularly rich-looking dwelling stretched itself over fifty feet from side to side and was two floors high. A stone similar to marble had been used to decorate the house, or it was carved out of the substance. The front door was ajar, and from the inside wafted a pleasant scent that made my mouth water and stomach rumble.
"Hungry?" the rabbit doctor asked.
I nodded before I could even give her a proper reply.
"Speaking of hungry, what’s your name? I keep coming up with inappropriate things to call you in my head," I asked. What the hell? Why was I so blunt and direct?
"Ohh? Inappropriate?" she asked and unbuttoned the white coat. Beneath it, a skintight suit hugged her body very inappropriately. Every curve and part of her skin was basically out there for my enjoyment.
I gulped and looked toward the door.
"Is it a good thing to keep the mistress waiting?" I asked and took a step toward the house. Her hand shot out and caught me before I could move away from her. With enough force to send me flying, she pulled me to an inch from her face. Her nipples touched my chest as she breathed, her chest heaving up and down.
"My name is Larina, and mistress’ name is Vera. Don’t forget that."
After the sweet scent that was her breath caressed my face, she let go and walked past me. Her hips swayed from side to side as she strode toward the door without even throwing a glance my way.
"Fuck, this isn’t good," I murmured and remembered my friends suddenly. "Hey, guys? Can you hear me?" I asked in party chat. The message looked like it had delivered, but there was no response. I frowned and tried again, but nothing came off it.
"You coming?" Larina called from the doorway.
"Yeah, sorry, was lost in thought!" I called back and jogged over.
"I can imagine," she whispered as I passed her. "I could feel your eyes touch me all over, if you know what I mean."
"Larina? Enough of your games. Bring him here."
The rabbit lady frowned and narrowed her eyes at me and touched me all over in turn. There was no way I could hide the bulge between my legs as the fabric was too thin
and wrapped tight around my body.
"Hmph! You’re no fun, mistress!" she scoffed and turned to me. "Follow me."
The dining room was as lavish as it could be in such a situation and place. Spacious and filled with decorative items, ranging from vases to paintings. It was all quite primitive, true, but it looked like it belonged there.
A large oval dining table sat at the dead center of the room, and around it only three chairs. One was taken by Vera. Larina sat on the one to her left, and I sat on the one to the right, then turned to the woman and stared.
Long blonde hair flowed down her back and sides. Two large greyish eyes stared at me mischievously as she licked her lips. The black dress hugged her body perfectly in all the right places, revealing more than covering them up. Everything seemed great, yet there was one problem: she wasn’t human. I tried to place her in a category of her own, but couldn’t quite manage so. Her skin looked human enough, but a kind of bony wings sprouted from her back and atop of her head she wore horns.
"You like what you see?" she asked mischievously. I nodded slowly in reply.
"Yes, mistress," I replied. Both women chuckled before Vera snapped her fingers. Two more girls strode into the room with plates filled to the brim by all kinds of food. Mostly meat and a sort of fruit, or at least I thought it looked like it.
"Shall I feed him?" Larina asked and got off her chair, walked up to me and leaned in, her large breasts right up in my face. I gulped and looked away.
"I didn’t say you could," Vera interrupted, but the rabbit doctor didn’t seem to care.
"Oh, I must have misheard. My bad," she replied and put a piece of juicy meat in my mouth. "Eat," she whispered and pressed her lips against mine before she shot back a glance at Vera. The demon lady scowled and stood next to the table, her face contorted with rage.
"You do not go before me!" she snapped at Larina and jumped at the other woman. Her wings pinned the doctor down, but the rabbit wouldn’t stay down for long. Her fur stood upright and shot into Vera’s hands and legs as if she was a porcupine.
"Hey now! Calm down you two!" I yelled and moved in to separate them. It didn’t work out as well as I hoped. The two women turned back at me and glared angrily.
"Don’t you dare touch me before I allow you to, you scum!" Vera growled as her eyes flared red. I took a step back and held my hands up. Just as quickly as they’d started fighting, the two women got up and sat on their chairs, and laughed at me like I was a joke.
I frowned and took my seat.
"Where are my friends? We have a mission on our hands which I’d like to finish as quickly as possible."
"Oh we know all about it. The Dryad sent word. We’ll take you there tomorrow once your friends are here and all of you had a good night’s sleep."
I frowned some more, agitated that she knew so much about us.
"Right. So is there going to be some more bloodshed, or not?" I asked and put another piece of meat in my mouth. Vera shrugged.
"I guess not. We’ll see. Anyway, do you think that you can handle the enemy? They’re quite formidable if you ask me. But then again, so are you from what I understand."
"Whatever you say," I replied in between bites. "I’d like to think so, but it does depend on the group, not just me."
"Yes, yes, the group," she said and waved me off like a fly. I had no idea what game she was playing, but I didn’t like it one bit. "Larina, please leave us. I need to test his… powers if you will."
The rabbit woman scowled and clenched her fist, but didn’t raise an issue. She did look at me as she passed and lightly brushed my cheek. "I’ll see you later," she whispered and disappeared out the door we’d come in earlier. I looked back at Vera, only to find her missing. A strange, scraping sound came from down the hallway.
"Vera?" I called out. But no reply came. I got up and walked around the large table, peeking into the next room. It led down the corridor to a staircase. A strange, tingling sensation came over me as I inched my way down the hall.
A light flickered on at the door furthest from me and illuminated the entrance to what I felt would be a basement. I kept telling myself, no, don’t go down there, but I was weak. If there was an unknown, I had to get to the bottom of it. Though I should have known what would await me, I still went down there.
"Vera?" I called again, but this time much louder. My voice rang out in the enclosed space.
"I’m down here at the end," her voice carried. Another torch sprang to life as I approached the doorway. The room behind was much too dark to see anything until four more torches lit up in all corners of the room. I was taken aback by the sight, not even able to curse as a feeling of dread washed over me.
"W-what is this?" I uttered weakly. A torture rack, an iron maiden, a breaking wheel and a pedestal were lined up along the walls. A large cabinet at the center held all kinds of torture tools. Finally, Vera didn’t look quite so hot anymore when we made eye-contact.
"You’ll see soon enough. Come, pick your poison," she whispered and licked her lips. "I can’t wait to get my hands on you."
11
"You’re joking, right? I’m not playing any of your games, Vera. Or is that even your name? Maybe you’re a demon?"
"Now, now. Don’t be so rude, little one. You’re not even so far off, but yes, I’m a type of demon. A succubus to be more precise. Though nothing like you might have heard."
I wanted to reply, or rather ask her a question what type of succubus she might be, but something told me I didn’t want to know.
"I don’t really want to know you anymore, to be honest. And I’m not picking anything. You’re insane if you think I’d let you torture me."
Her shrill laughter almost killed my eardrums.
"No one’s asking you if you want to. Choose, or I’ll choose for you," she replied laughing and snapped her fingers. The door behind me closed and her skin turned red and horns black.
"I don’t think that this--"
"Silence!" she yelled and slapped me with her tail across my right cheek. A thin line of blood was left in its wake and a message appeared before me.
You have sustained 29 damage from Vera
"What the fuck!" I cried as the pain caught up. Vera shivered from pleasure as I cried out. I stepped in and tried to grab her wrist. She moved with the grace of a cat, and the speed of a snake. Before I even knew what hit me, she held my left hand behind my back and applied tremendous pressure.
"Do you like it this way?" she whispered in my ear and nibbled at my ear lobe. "Please make me hurt you even more," she added and applied even more pressure to the point I thought it was about to break.
"Fuck no! Who the hell gets their highs from torturing people?"
"I do, lover boy. Once I’m done with you, Larina can have you and nurse your broken body back to health. Then we’ll do this all over again."
I couldn’t move. No matter how hard I tried. It was as if the shadows had tied me up and kept me in place. I released a deep breath and squirmed around to try and lessen the pressure, but it wasn’t working.
"Choose. Your. Poison," she hissed in my ear, word for word.
"Alright, alright! The torture rack!"
She slid past me and looked me in the eyes.
"Strip. Then move over there."
I wanted to protest, but that in turn would mean more pain, which only served to further her own pleasure. So I stripped and leaned back against the rack. With a flick of her wrist, metal clasps snapped shut around my wrists and ankles.
The black dress around her body disappeared and was replaced by a black corset that ended just under her breasts, nipple clamps and a black choker around her neck. She was naked from the waist down, but for stilettos on her feet.
I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on. It did. And it showed as blood raced down to my second head and slowly turned my cock rock hard. I was embarrassed as shit, but now wasn’t the time to worry about that sort of thing. I had a feeling she had spoken th
e truth when mentioning the world of pain I’d be in.
"Very well, my boy. I’ll keep it simple this time," she said and observed my shaft. A thin knife appeared out of nowhere in her hand as she leaned in close. With a fluent motion, she slid the knife across my chest, eight times.
You have sustained 71 damage from Vera: You have sustained 74 damage from Vera.
You have sustained...
"Oh god, no! What the hell’s wrong with you!" I yelled. The pain was unlike the one during combat and much more intimate. It was almost as the pain was only present in my mind.
"Yes, yes! More!" she moaned and grabbed her right breast and squeezed hard. Her body shivered as she leaned in and bit down on my neck. Sharp teeth dug into my flesh like it was nothing. Renewed sensations of pain made me cry out.
More cuts followed, accompanied by the breaking of my fingers and limbs. I hung there like a broken doll, drifting in and out of consciousness. The one thing that I kept asking myself was why didn’t she finish me off? Why didn’t she cut off my head? No, she wouldn’t do that. I needed to do this many times over still. If only my friends were here. Darkness fell over my eyes and sent me off into a deep slumber.
A slurping sound and the dull ache from my wounds forced me to come to again. I opened my eyes and barely saw anything. The torches still blazed and gave off ample light, but my eyes weren’t playing game.
I tried to move my arms, but I couldn’t. The pain was unbearable. I hung there like a limp cock. Tears welled up in my eyes when I felt a cold caress. I looked down into demonic eyes that blazed like a wildfire. Vera had my cock in between her breasts and was moving them alongside my shaft. Her expression was that of an addict, as if she’d been a junky.
"W-what are you… doing?" I managed a whisper. She looked up but didn’t reply, and instead leaned in closer and pressed her mouth around the tip of my dick and started sucking. I was hard, and the sensation hit me like a brick wall. She’d been going at it for a while I guessed, as I was about to come. But then she stopped. Seconds passed, slowly as we held eye contact for what looked like eternity. Her lips curled up and showed her sharp teeth as she started moving her breasts again and started sucking at the tip.
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