Posted on 2019-01-10 10:05:19
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Posted on 2019-01-10 20:06:13
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This is a very nice story, i will read the rest. Please do more.

Posted on 2021-11-18 18:54:58
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On one hand, she was glad that she didn’t have to walk all the way up, to the top floor of the Tower and could take the lift instead.
On the other... she was feeling it again. That urge. That desire.
That lust.
Dark Elf Fencer sighed heavily and sheathed her sword, freeing her right hand and groping her right breast, anticipating that oh so familiar rush of pleasure... and it followed just as her fingers sunk into her soft, tender flesh.
Masturbation always felt so... amazing. She was worried that this habit would be frowned upon in civilized lands, but here, in Wastelands, she was able to indulge herself as much as she wanted.
And so she did, before a fight with every single strong enemy she always tried to find a little time and burn away all accumulated stress in flames of lust and passion.
She moaned again, much sweeter and louder this time, as fingers of her left hand started rubbing her pussy through the thin veil of fabric, almost immediately soaking her panties wet. Spread pussy, then use two remaining fingers to massage its inner walls, carefully and slowly, to not damage the hymen with her nails.
This lift moved slowly, she noted, while using her thumb to play with clit. And she liked it. Maybe this time she would cum twice...
***
“Welcome to my Tower, adventurer.” Her target said, while sitting casually on his stone throne, covered in shadows... with a silver-haired woman being quite busy between his legs, slowly, but passionately moving her head up and down. “I’ve been waiting for your arrival. Would you like something to eat? Drink? Something… or something else?”
“I came here to strike you down, vile demon.” She answered calmly, unsheathing her sword. “Your dark reign ends here and now.”
“Oh? Well then… I always love myself some challenge.” The demon didn't even move. “Although, I must admit, I always imagined my slayer to be more… armored, so to speak.”
Dark Elf Fencer looked over her combat attire and failed to find anything worthy of noting. Yes, the clothes that she looted were... quite provocative, but that shouldn’t concern the demon in the slightest. He probably tries to confuse her.
“It gives good bonuses to Agility and Dodge.”
“Ah, I see. Although, I must ask… what happened to your Shadow Armor? If I’m not mistaken, it provides even better bonuses and good resistances.”
“My... Shadow Armor?”
“Yesm your famous armor that you spent so many skins and over materials harvested form mt minions on. You looked quite beautiful in it, though, so you are welcome.”
…Yes, She remembered. She removed the armor when she stepped into the Tower to... to... uh... Yes, she removed it to… To... to wear this clothing? Yes, but... there was something more... there has to be...
“You look quite confused darling. Is something wrong?
“I... I can’t remember... Why I...?”
“Hm… Well, I suppose it should be enough. No reason to distress you further.” And the demon snapped his fingers.
For a couple of seconds nothing changed, with Dark Elf just blinking and shaking her head a little. But then...
“..What am I wearing?!” Dark Elf yelled, covering her exposed chest
“An expensive piece of cloth, tailor-made specifically for you from best materials in the realm and beyond. You seemed to like it a lot.”
“What? But... how?”
“I believe it was… ‘Wear this piece of clothing, feel comfortable in it, don't think about it’, yes. A simple order, but it proved to be enough.”
“You can control minds... on a large distance?”
“Correct. You were under my influence since the moment you stepped into my realm… And a little bit when you took this one and the only quest, provided to you by one of my slaves in the Guild Hall.”

“No... Guildmaster Sarah... it can’t be!”
“Well it obviously can But Sarah doesn't matter now, dear Please, put your sword away.”
Yes, she doesn’t need a sword to kill the bastard, she will just...
“And please, do not move at all.”
..stand here, waiting for the right moment to strike...
“Also… your little fun sessions were quite a treat to look at. Please, masturbate for me.”
…while distracting him and simultaneously relieving stress...
“Master, you are being too harsh on her.” The silver-haired woman stopped her blowjob and looked at Dark Elf with an understanding smile. “At least let her appreciate what you are doing...”
“Oh, Martha. You are right, voluahways are my little toy, But please, do Hot stop sucking... And yes, Fencer, tiv dear think on your own.”
...what the hell just happened?
Dark Elf tried to move a single muscle... and failed. She tried to use her magic... and failed. She tried to stop pleasure-induced moans from escaping her lips... and failed.
She wasn’t in control anymore. Was she ever?
“I must admit, when I heard that you traveled nearby, I was so excited!” the demon started his monologue, looking right into Dark Elf’s eyes. “I strong, Valiant and honorable dark elt, armed with a sword and magic instead of daggers and poisons, falling right into my arms? What luck! I almost immediately decided that I must add you to my harem.”
Dark Elf shuddered, hearing the genuine joy in the demon’s voice. Another moan escaped her lips.
“The rest was easy enough... You didn’t even notice all those suggestions I placed into your mind, but it is fine. Psionics is a dost branch of magic, after all, Anyway, now, that you stand here, I can truly appreciate how stunning you are, Among all dark elves in tuy collection, you truly are the most beautiful one, both from physical and mental perspectives, lt was a pleasure browsing through your clear and organized mind…”
She couldn't talk on her own, but she really wanted to right now.
“And... Now, I suppose, it is time to… have a little taste. Martha, if you may.”
“Of course, Master.”
The demon stood up and, with the silver-haired woman out of the way, walked to the Dark EIf, finally stepping into the light. He looked beautiful, like all other high-level demons, but there still was something in his looks, something that Dark Elf couldn't quite place. His face of a young man? No. His fit, but still soft-looking body? No. Ah. The look in his eyes, that immediately sent shivers down her spine.
“Now, it is truly a wonder that a woman of your caliber and status is still a virgin.. but I am so glad that such wonder happened. It is so rare nowadays to find a pure high-level adventurer.. Him? Do you have a question? Then please, Keep calm and ask it.”
All her negative emotions vanished.
“What does it matter? You need a virgin’s blood?” her voice completely even.
“No, not blood... but another liquid.” The demon sat down on the floor, anticipation clear on his features. “Please, spread your legs a little bit more... And you can stop masturbating.”
…Oh no.
“You want my...”
“Your love juices, exactly. Virgins have a much clearer, more distinct taste and a lot of subtle undertones that ‘used’ vagina simply can no longer provide. I am sorry if it sounds... degrading, but I’m speaking from experience.” The demon smirked. “I am a... connoisseur of sorts, you see.”
She couldn’t move away or shudder, as his nose almost touched fabric of her drenched panties.
“Ah, what a smell. So… rich and telling. I can’t wait to taste you…”

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Posted on 2022-07-06 23:41:20
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Link doesn't work, unfortunately.

Posted on 2022-07-19 18:48:30
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Unfortunately, pastebin text isn't reachable.

Posted on 2023-04-13 00:26:02
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Who the hell tagged this? "Tech Control"? It's obviously magic.
I do like the story though, it's really hot, and also nice to see a controller who <i>values</i> the ones he controls. And Martha shows that he lets them have their own opinions, within certain limits, of course. I prefer that to them being totally mindless, and definitely prefer it to when subs are treated like trash.