Free Web NovelOctavia was still shaking from the force of her orgasm as she lifted her body up off the floor. Her inner thighs and ass were coated with love fluids. Linhart worried that he had been too physical with her supple, stork-like body, but when he tried to help her up, she rose resiliently by herself. Her hand went to her vagina, where she scooped a dribble of cum from her folds.
“Oh my, look at how thick and tasty it is.” She turned to him, licking her fingers seductively. “You’re amazing, Linhart.”
“Thank you, master,” he felt flustered by the appreciation Octavia was showing him. His face turned beet red.
She saw that and smiled a possessive grin. “That’s right, darling. You’re a good slave and you live for my praise, don’t you?”
Linhart’s eyes closed and his heart fluttered. “Yes. Pleasing you makes me happy.”
“Well, I’ve got to tell you something, Linhart… Just a moment,” she turned to the boy and girl who had been sitting quietly, watching their sex-making and listening to their conversation attentively. “Are you two done recovering? Which one of you is Tyra and which one is Elim?”
The two looked at each other and both answered, speaking as one, “She’s Tyra,” pointing to the other, “...and I’m Elim.” pointing to themselves. They were looking at each other in confusion now.
“Hmm… it seems the mirroring spell caused some cross-identity issues.” Octavia grunted in annoyance. She spoke like it was an inconvenience, another little thing to worry about. “Both of you return to your dorm room. Don’t talk to anyone along the way. I’ll stop by and help you sort yourselves out in a few hours.”
The support partners nodded, as if that was the only natural course of action, and they rose and left through the tunnel to the main stairwell of the Nexus. Octavia watched them for a while, frowning and shaking her head.
When they were gone, she turned back to Linhart, grabbing hold of his bare hips, and drew him closer. Linhart felt a rush of excitement, as she yanked at his shirt and lifted it over his head. She looked like she was ready for round two, but it was clear that she was feeling chatty after the exciting first round of sex.
“What a prize you are. I am going to be using you the whole week,” she said, sounding giddy as a school girl, “You won’t get a moment’s rest! When you resisted my charms and walked out of the bedroom, I thought you were beyond control. You know, usually boys your age turn submissive as soon as a charm is turned on. But you, Linhart… You rejected it…” She gave him a suspicious look, “It’s like you're a woman stuck in a man’s body. Come with me, back to the bedroom.”
She took his hand and led him to back to the purple room with amethyst walls and a floor that seemed designed for fucking. He followed along without hesitation. It was natural for a master to lead her slave like this. frёeωebɳovel.com
She giggled as they entered the room and plopped down on the pillows. She pulled her expensive-looking toga off and spread its cloth across the floor, as if she were making a love-nest for the two of them. “Conquering a strong-willed boy like you is more thrilling to me than drinking your magic semen.
“By the way, why doesn’t Xenia know about the effect that your semen has through vaginal intercourse? Did she not have sex with you yet?” Octavia wore a smug little smile. The idea of beating Xenia to that milestone probably made her very happy. “Did you not want to have sex with Xenia?”
“No, I did want to do it with her, but she's more interested in sucking on my dick and raising her Binding score. I don’t even know what effect vaginal intercourse has on a woman's score. Does it help a lot? If it makes you happy, I’ll cum in your pussy all week, master.”
“You don’t know?...” She asked incredulously, “Look!” She pushed her ID bracer in front of his face and her saw her Scores for the first time:
Binding: 62735, Magic: 3405, Fighting: 2260🡅
“My Fighting Score is still rising!” She said excitedly, “I was at zero before I had sex with you last night. This effect is even more potent than taking your semen orally. It seems my body is absorbing the magical energy from your semen.
She tapped her chin with an elegant finger as she thought about it. “It makes sense that when my womb absorbs your energy it benefits my Fighting score. A woman’s womb is the source of her physical strength.”
She had removed her panties now and opened her legs wide, spreading them like wings in the air. She had amazing core strength. Linhart admired her lightly defined abs that were flexing in this position. Her womb was right there. His dick would reach it nicely if he pushed all the way to its base. He moved into position, kneeling in front of her. His dick was still hard and slimy from the first round.
“I am confused. Wouldn’t you rather have my semen improve your Utility – I mean Binding Score, not your Fighting Score?”
“Well, I did think about that. The truth is I don’t really like the feeling of sucking on your dick. You’re just too big for my mouth. Give it to me in my pussy again.”
She sighed like a songbird as he stuck it straight in at once. His hands squeezed the tense muscles of her thighs. His erection slid easily between the well-lubricated lips of her womanhood. The slave bond added to the feeling of fulfillment to each motion and every bit of pleasure that he gave to her.
Wrapping her legs around his body, she squeezed his body and pulled him deeper into her guts. She continued talking as he started slowly fucking her. He was reading her desires like any good slave should, and knew she’d enjoy a slower pace this time, as they talked.
“Plus, haahn… ooh that’s good!... I can’t wait to see Xenia’s face when I exceed her Fighting Score by next week. You’re a prize slave on so many levels, Linhart. Haah.. yeah, that feels good when you hit that spot right there… Haahn… I have got to keep you with me after our week is over… What can I do that'll make you want to stay?”
He rocked in and out of her gently, his one hand busy on her clitoris and the other flicking her nipples with his finger tips. He kept busy while he thought about her question. What would non-slave Linhart want?
“I do like sex, and I like your body a lot. I used to think raising my Score was the most important thing, but lately that hasn't been working out for me. And, of course, if you help me form my harem, I would be much more likely to trust you enough to continue being your slave.”
While they chatted, their bodies joined together and it began to feel more like they were making love than a slave serving his master. She quizzed him about his life. It seemed she wanted to know everything about this toy she had just acquired.
“Hmm… you are a generous boy, but you don’t know much about your own magic, and you want a harem full of girls? How are you so different from all the other boys?”
“Oh, that’s easy to explain,” Linhart answered with unfiltered honesty, “I come from another world where boys and girls' societal roles are flipped. Ever since I arrived, I’ve wanted to dominate the girls around me. It would make sense to you, if you understood my world.”
“Another world?... Ooo,” Octavia pronounced the words slowly, “Haah, you mean, you’re an alien?” She seemed to completely accept his words as truth. Perhaps it was impossible for a slave to lie to his master?
“Not an alien. I came from this world, but from two years in the future. I am a Mnemon.”
“Oh gods,” Octavia cursed and held him close as she squeezed and spasmed. The orgasm hit her suddenly, and she was holding him so hard that he couldn’t breathe. Linhart’s dick was so deep inside her, it tapped on the walls of her womb. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
He felt her orgasm and knew he only had seconds until he came as well. So he pumped as deep as he could go, stretching her belly and filling it with another load of his spunk. The bond told him that she was genuinely shocked and more turned on than ever.
“Ahhhhnnn… And here I thought I was playing around with a child… gods, I enslaved a Mnemon? Am I in trouble when your slave contract runs out?”
“No, I don’t think so…” He was sliding in and out of her again, waiting for his penis to get fully hard again.
“Hahhnn… Slow down, I’m so sensitive right now… So, why did you allow me to enslave you then, if you can see the future?”
“Well, I guess it’s because I trusted you to keep your word… and I needed your bracers.”
“Oh no… I made a mistake."
The rhythm of Octavia's hips knocking up against his groin halted all of the sudden and she released him from her strong grip.
"You've got to stop now!”
Linhart stopped.
“Gods, you've got to get going, or you'll miss bonding with the freshmen. Remember, your harem? Pull it out please, darling… that’s right, here I’ll give you a quick clean up.”
She had said that she didn’t like sucking dick, but Linhart felt pleasure flow through from her bond as she licked his cum and her own off his juicy dick. Then she donned her toga once again. By the gods, watching her cover that gorgeous body of hers was just as sexy as watching her uncover it.
“Hurry, Linhart! You’re going to be late. Put your clothes back on. I’ll be right back with your bracers in a moment.”
It was only a matter of minutes that she was gone, but he was actually saddened by her absence. When she returned, she had a black leather bag that he could sling over his shoulder. She opened it to reveal its contents:
4 rolled up ID bracers,
a bottle of water, a loaf of bread,
a silver key,
a shock rod
“Why are you giving me your shock rod?” Linhart wasn't sure if he wanted to bring that dirty weapon with him.
“Use it for self-defense. There are lots of Fighters out there who would steal you away from me. Especially since you're under the influence of the slave bond right now, your mind is going to be cloudier than usual. Your logic center is a little messed up. You aren't as capable of fighting back.
It is a good thing that you turned down your broadcast range. Xenia won't be able to sense you until you're right near her. Please do not get caught by her again, or I'll have to come and free you and your debt will continue rising.”
She held his hands in hers and sighed. “I'm taking a big risk sending you out today,” she kissed him suddenly, vigorously, and whispered in his ear, “I keep my word, remember that!”
Octavia led him up a narrow and winding stairwell. She called it the Stratega entrance into the Nexus. He was honored to use her personal way in and out, and even more so when she told him the large silver key would allow him entry when he returned the next day. The heavy door that barred entry at ground level emerged in the side of a small non-descript building. It was not marked in any way, but Linhart knew that his slave bond would allow him to remember the way back, even in the middle of the night.
There was no passionate kiss or long goodbye. Octavia ordered him to return safely at dawn the next day. The last thing she told him was to hurry and find the freshmen he wanted to bond with, then closed the door.
Linhart went rushing back to Fighter’s Green. His master had given him two orders and he would complete them both.
