Enthralled: Book 1: The Crystal Heart

by Prax Venter

  Ah, that explains why she was so agitated, Mark thought. He put a hand on her shoulder.

  "It's okay. It's normally tight quarters in these hallways and rooms. I'd hate to have you pop off behind some wall and get hopelessly separated. This one was my fault for not sticking close."

  She looked at him and nodded, but her tail still jumped and danced behind her.

  Mark continued, "At least we know what to expect. Creepy doll arms attached to a burlap sack that moves like a spider and leaves string behind. No problem."

  He led them out of the dark theater and into another dusty room with another door. They kept moving forward and kept following any string they found, and it seemed to be working as he saw more and more of it.

  After what seemed like hours of walking, they came to a four-way intersection. Mark was about to make a right after spotting a bit of broken string hanging from the ceiling when Ahnix hissed next to him.

  "More approaching!" she said, and swung her arm, indicating three of the hallways. Mark started to hear the sound of their hard doll arms scrabbling along the hardwood floor.

  "Behind us?" he asked, quickly.

  "No, the other three," Ahnix said, meaning every other way had at least one of those things coming toward them.

  "Move back, now!" he ordered. "Vale, take the front. Ahnix, take the right."

  Mark and Ahnix scurried behind Vale's massive body just in time to see three of the burlap spider creatures converge in the junction they evacuated. Now, instead of being surrounded, they could fight one or two at a time.

  Mark ducked under Vale's shield arm and shot a colorful bolt right over the top of one of the creatures, and cursed.

  Vale sent out her whip and wrapped it around one of the doll hands, yanking it hard. The creature flew into the wall where Ahnix was waiting below, and the cat-girl went to work pulling its stuffing out with her slivered claws.

  One down and two to go. Mark noticed that one of the creatures also had a doll's head attached to its sack body, and the image sent shivers down his spine. Both of the remaining animated, doll spiders went for Ahnix, but Vale used her Shield Bash ability on the one that had a head and sent the creature a few feet back, stunned. Ahnix was ready for the other one.

  She yelled, "Doom kick!" and performed a spinning foot-sweep on the many porcelain arms of the creature. The usual black tear in space appeared behind the path of her foot and shattered most of its arms. She quickly finished off the flailing creature with her claws.

  Vale cracked her whip again and split the burlap sack of the remaining spider creature just as it was recovering from its daze.

  Mark's crossbow finally cooled down, and he put a magic bolt right into its head. The colorful blow wasn't enough to bring it down though, and it swiftly rushed them, slamming three of its hard limbs against Vale's metal shield.

  After the attack, Ahnix saw an opening and ripped another hole in the creature with her claws, pulling out a bit of stuffing.

  This close, Vale could only block, and she did so expertly. Her shield was always there to meet one of its attacks, and eventually, they wore it down. With a final swipe, Ahnix tore out a large clump of white cotton, and the creature slumped to the floor, remaining motionless.

  Mark noticed a rush of essence enter him.

  Now that he thought about it, he was starting to not even feel the essence from lesser creatures. Either they were too weak for them to gain essence from or he was just building a tolerance for the sensation. Something else he needed to figure out.

  "Nice work, team," he said. "Anyone need healing?" No one did, and he took pleasure in the fact his girls were so strong that he didn’t even need to use any of his abilities.

  Confident they were going the right way based on the increasing level of resistance, Mark continued to lead them deeper into the never-ending house. They encountered more of the doll arm monstrosities along the way, but his girls knew what they were doing and quickly ripped the stuffing out of each one. He even helped here and there with a bulls-eye from Myriad, but he missed as often as he hit.

  They came to a room with chairs strewn about like someone threw a tantrum, but what made his heart skip a beat was the open door on the far wall.

  There were three doors leading out of the room, and the rightmost one was already open.

  Mark had spent countless hours roaming these halls, and not one of the thousands of doors had ever been open.

  He walked up to the door trying to get his mushroom to light up the darkness on the other side when a soft white hand reached out and pulled him into the room.

  The door slammed behind him, and he was face to face with something new. It moved fast, but it was definitely female. She raised one of her long arms, and three huge needles emerged from her hand and slammed deep into the doorframe, sealing him in with her.

  She was tall and looked to be wearing a skin-tight suit of velvet. She had round breasts with dark red color where her nipples should be. Red designs and swirls covered her whole, slender body like intricate and symmetrical tattoos. A white mask covered the upper half of her face, and her eyes were pure black. Short, lilac hair framed a face Mark found extremely attractive, even with her large, red-lipped mouth screeching at him like an animal. She pulled a hand back similar to the way she had before and Mark quickly put a bubble around himself as the three-foot length of metal, meant for his face, bounced off the impervious shield of light.

  He could hear Vale and Ahnix calling him from the other side of the door and saw splintering wood as they slammed it against the metal barricade this creature had put up.

  His shield would be down soon, and if he didn’t think of something fast she would impale him with one of her giant sewing needles. The room he was in must have been enormous. He could see the white, tiled floor below the area he was in, but the rest was unknown, enveloped in the darkness outside the light emanating from his dimly glowing mushroom.

  He turned his attention back to furious creature trying to murder him by shooting needle after needle at his bubble. The velvet bodysuit clung to her every curve, and he could even see her nipples pressing against the fabric as her breasts bounced with her movements. Her slender waist curved into a nice round set of hips that turned into toned, long legs. She had a very visible camel toe, highlighted by more red markings on her skintight suit.

  As he studied her, Mark started to notice the waves of emotion emanating from her and realized he could enthrall this deadly beautiful creature. Her rage was evident, but there was also vast loneliness and frustration. Not just frustration- sexual frustration.

  Someone had made her, filled her with desires and then just abandoned her.

  Mark had made up his mind. The protective bubble was going down soon anyway, and Vale wasn't going to break the door down in time. It all made perfect sense.

  He lifted his hand with the heart-shaped ring on it and poured a strong heal right into the spot where her vagina should be. The creature instantly stopped her attacks and doubled over, putting her hands over her crotch in surprise.

  Mark dropped the bubble and quickly approached her. She straightened up as he stepped right into her personal space, wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against his muscled body, pressing her breasts against his chest.

  Her pure black eyes looked into his, and he could sense her confusion.

  "If you join me, you will never be alone again, and I will fulfill your every need as best as I can," he said, willing a space to open within him for her to find a home.

  He pulled her head to his and kissed her deeply on her puffy lips. He faltered when he realized she wasn’t wearing a velvet bodysuit.

  By the glowing of the mushroom tucked above his ear he saw that her face was pure, white velvet and her mouth was soft and wet, but was one-hundred percent fabric.

  He felt her starting to doubt him and could feel her anger start to creep back. Mark quickly cleared his head and lowered the hand on her back to cup her soft, yet firm as
s. He gave himself to her as she was and accepted everything about her.

  He reached out to her libido, and tried to use his ability to enhance her need to be pleasured while sticking his tongue into her warm, wet, velvet mouth.

  Her eyes went wide and then closed. She wrapped her own arms around him and pressed her pelvis into his. Mark felt the click behind his eyes, and she was his.

  They made out for about fifteen seconds before a loud crack behind them implied Vale had finally broken through the door.

  He pulled his head back and shouted, "Wait!"

  Both Ahnix and Vale were in the room, ready to tear whatever was in here with him to shreds.

  The lithe creature embracing him raised one of her arms in a way that looked like she was going to shoot a needle at his girls. He stepped back from their embrace and put his hand on her arm, gently pushing it down.

  "These are our friends. Everybody just relax."

  "What the fuck happened in here? Who is she?" Ahnix asked, her dark eyebrows furrowed.

  The velvet girl looked at Ahnix and then Vale.

  "Friends." She said, her voice was low and silky.

  "Yes. The furry one is Ahnix, and the larger one with the shield is Vale. They are very important to me. I am Mark." He pointed to himself. "What's your name?"

  She blinked her black eyes at him. "I... never needed one. No others. Ever."

  "I think she has been alone in here for a long time," Mark said, keeping his eyes on his new Enthralled.

  "You poor thing," Vale said, sadness in her voice.

  "Mark, did you just Enthrall her?" Ahnix said, her tail flipping around behind her.

  Mark nodded.

  The girl in the mask slowly walked up to Vale on her toes as if wearing invisible high-heels. Mark watched her tight rear end sashay away from him, feeling good about his decision.

  The female fabric creature looked up at the naga and said, "Vale?"

  A smile lit up Vale's face that reached her eyes. "That's right."

  The new girl surprised everyone by stepping in and wrapping her arms around Vale's midsection, giving her a big hug. "Aww," said Vale and bent down to return the embrace.

  Mark watched as the girl disengaged from Vale and approached his apprehensive cat-girl.

  "You're Ahnix- Wait. You hold the key." The new girl had taken a step forward to go in for a hug, but when she sensed the black key that brought them here, tucked away in Ahnix's top, she recoiled. "Did the shadow men send you to find me?" Dread echoed in her soft voice.

  Ahnix let a few heartbeats pass, gauging her feelings on this new entity.

  She then stepped forward and spoke. "No. And if I find any shadow men I will kill them for what they did to you." Ahnix then reached out and embraced the newcomer. The cat-girl looked at Mark behind them and nodded. Mark took that as a really good sign for the future of group dynamics and nodded back.

  The velvet girl let out a deep sigh, seeming to be content with her new friends.

  She pulled back and looked Ahnix right in the eye, "You smell nice."

  "She really does," Mark said, smiling.

  The velvet girl pulled away from Ahnix and put her hand on Mark's chest. "Mark."

  "Yup. That's everyone. Welcome to the team. We'll figure out a name for you soon. If you have anything in mind you'd like to be called, just let us know."

  The masked girl with pure black eyes nodded. Mark looked around the big empty space and wondered how long it was going to be before they found the monster at the heart of this infinite house dimension when it hit him. There was someone he could ask standing right in front of him.

  "Hey, maybe you can help! We are looking for a room at the center of this place. I think there is a monster to slay or something so we can all get out of here."

  She blinked at him. "A room at the center?"

  "Yeah. We've been fumbling around here in the dark for about two days, maybe more. Hard to tell. Can you tell us anything about this place?"

  "This is the room. You are looking for me. I am the center."

  "Really?" Mark said, he eyebrows shooting to the top of his forehead. He couldn’t believe his luck. A new, sexy, ranged damage dealer for his party and defeating the dungeon boss in one move.

  "Room... That's what I want you to call me," the fabric-girl said.

  "Really?" He repeated the word, but with a much different inflection.

  "Can we call you Roo, for short?" Vale suggested quickly. "I think it sounds pretty."

  The new girl tested the word on her velvet tongue, "Roo. Yes."

  "Great,” Mark said. “Roo, it is. I love it. Now, how do we get out of here?"

  Roo tilted her head then used two fingers to reach between her legs and spread apart her red pussy lips. Mark could clearly see her purple clitoris and the darker red of her wet, inner folds.

  "This monster still needs to be slain, Mark. Fuck me. Then I'll let you out."

  Mark's jaw dropped open, and Ahnix snorted like she did when she found something amusing.

  "I like her," the regal cat-girl said, and then reached out and grabbed one of Vale's hands. "Come on Vale, let's leave them alone for awhile. Also, your queen wants her pussy licked." Ahnix pulled Vale around towards the door they broke down.

  Mark heard Vale say, "Yes, Mistress," before they were gone.

  The gorgeous creature standing in front of him wanted to be fucked, and that's what he was going to do.

  He walked up to her, and she removed the hand holding her pussy open and put it on his chest, keeping him at arm's length. With her other hand, she held her palm out to the floor behind her, and a large bed with silky white sheets emerged from the floor like it was a hologram.

  Roo then took his hand and pulled him over onto the very real and very soft bed she had summoned out of thin air. She sat down first, and he crawled on top of her. Mark just met her, and he was getting the vibe that she wanted fairly traditional and tender moves, so he rekindled the make-out session they had started earlier.

  His body pressed on hers, and he marveled at how she felt. Her velvet skin was smooth and soft, yet firm like she had real muscles underneath her tight fabric. His lips slowly nibbled on her velvet ones as he reached up with his hand and lightly grazed his fingers over her nipple.

  Just like the rest of her, he felt smooth, velvet material that behaved like normal skin. The fabric around her red areola bunched up slightly as her nipple became stiff under his fingers.

  He gently pressed his tongue against her soft lips, and they parted to allow him access. Her wet mouth and tongue were all velvet, except her teeth, which may or may not be porcelain.

  He pulled back a little and looked down on her face, and she looked up at him with her pure black eyes. She was a stunningly beautiful girl, but he wondered what she looked like under the porcelain mask that covered her from her nose to her forehead.

  He traced her cheek over the mask until he got to its edge. There he was surprised to find black stitching, permanently fixing the mask to the fabric of her head. He had almost said something stupid, but he was glad that he stopped himself. The mask was her face.

  Instead, he bent down and kissed her hard forehead, her cheek, skipped her puffy lips and went for her soft neck. There he nuzzled her for a while, playing with her other nipple with his fingers.

  After he got them both stiff, he moved down to suck on them. He used his teeth a little on Roo's firm velvet nipples, and she let out a soft moan. He focused on one then the other as he reached his hand down between her legs to slowly massage the folds of her velvet pussy.

  She squirmed below him, one hand on his shoulder and the other slowly running her fingers through the hair on the back of his head.

  Mark could feel wetness between her pussy lips and wondered what it would be like to slide his hard dick in there. And it was getting pretty hard. He wished he had some essence to give her, but since he had just enthralled her, he assumed that her specific pool had nothing in it.


  He had learned a lot from his recent practice on Vale and Ahnix about how to subtly incorporate his pleasurable abilities during lovemaking and decided he was going to get her nice and worked up before he slipped in his cock. He continued to nibble on her nipples and rub her wet clit with his fingers, but he also started to channel a slow heal into both her pussy and her nipples.

  It took a lot of concentration to juggle his movements and his abilities without neglecting anything, but it paid off.

  Roo was arching her back, pressing her tits into his face and letting out a low constant moan and her pussy was practically gushing.

  This went on for a few minutes before she surprised him by grabbing the hand he was using on her pussy and pulling it way.

  "Fuck me," she pleaded, her black eyes half-lidded in ecstasy. Mark smiled, got on his side and slid out of his pants. Roo pulled her long, velvet legs back near her head, and held onto her feet.

  Mark got on his knees in front of her and noted how flexible she was. The position spread her lips apart and gave him easy access to her dark red, wet pussy.

  He teased her a little, by smearing his hard cock all over her vagina and around her swollen, purple clitoris. The wet fabric felt amazingly silky and slippery on his cock's sensitive underside.

  Roo's breathing was getting quicker and quicker, and he could feel her need for his cock pull on him like a magnet. She had waited long enough.

  In one, slow and continuous motion he slid his cock deep into her warm, wet velvet folds until his balls rested on top of her puckered asshole.

  Her eyelids fluttered, and her breath caught as he filled her up. He stayed on his knees and began rhythmically sliding in and out of her.

  She looked down and watched his cock get engulfed by her perfectly symmetrical pussy lips.

  "Deep. Fuck me deep," Roo moaned. Mark liked getting verbal instructions. It eliminated all the guesswork. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of her ankles and pressed them into the pillow behind her head. With her long legs bent back this far, he was able to plunge his cock deep into her.

  As he filled her with his rock hard dick, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. She tried to kiss him back but was distracted by the waves of pleasure he was sending through her with every thrust.