Free Web Novel“Linhart, my king,” Zoey whispered, getting to her feet and falling into his arms. “Are those your feelings in my head? They’re so confused and so horny…”
“That’s right, Zoey,” Linhart replied, “And it’s all because of that crazy, sexy senior of ours. Come on, let’s go back to the dorm and talk.”
Zoey nodded in agreement. She didn’t say anything, but her eyes were bright and her mouth kept curving up into a silly smile. She followed obediently, slipping her arm around Linhart’s waist as they walked together towards Fighter Hall. They carefully avoided the security office where Ami most likely could be found, and made their way back to the twins’ room on Floor 2. He would’ve liked to take her up to his love hut on Floor 8, but if Xenia sent the seniors looking for him again that night, Floor 8 would be the first place they’d check.
This room on the second floor was easy to enter and exit from. It was a place of good memories for Linhart, and the only person they needed to worry about bothering them there was…
Linhart groaned, as they plopped down on Zoey’s bed, and said, “ I just remembered that I really embarrassed Chloe at Midday Meal. She was trying to show off our relationship to her friends and I pushed her away. Do you think she’ll forgive me for that?”
Zoey’s eyes went wide in fear. “Not a chance. Chloe never forgives or forgets. This isn’t good, she’s going to kill you and probably me as well. What are we gonna do?”
Linhart considered Zoey for a moment. Not only was she one of the cutest girls he’d ever met, with her waves of blond hair, big blue eyes, and sexy little body, but she was so sweet and compassionate as well. Even though he’d just bonded her a few minutes ago, he could feel her internalizing his feelings and responding to them. His problems had become her problems without a second thought. She wasn't just attracted to him, she really did care about him. He was more sure than ever that this was the girl he would take to the next level with the master / slave bond.
“Come here, Zoey,” he said, pulling her close, “I’m going to show you the settings menu on this special ID bracer.”
First, he showed her how to check her Fighting Score. It was:
Fighting: 396
“Wheee,” she trilled happily, “I can’t believe I’m Level 2 already!”
“You are pretty amazing, Zoey,” Linhart celebrated with her, giving her a brief hug. Then he pulled up his own Score and sighed bitterly, “You’re scoring higher than me. Here, look.”
Fighting:291, Binding: 25, Healing: 43
Zoey went up on her knees and leaned over him as she looked down at his display. Her hair smelled like flowers, and her bikini top fell forward, giving him a good look at her blossoming titties. She seemed really curious, babbling away, while he enjoyed the view.
“Wow, but you have three different classes… … We have got to train together… … What kind of skills can you get…?” She just kept talking, as he sat there getting more and more turned on.
At one point, Linhart realized that Zoey had stopped talking and was leaning over him now, purposefully pulling her top down to give him a better view. Her face was red with excitement and her eyes were thirstily scanning his body.
She was responding to his excitement, as he was to hers. Linhart considered how this was going to cause long-term problems with assembling his harem. Every time he shared a mutual bond with a girl like Zoey, she would feed off of his attraction to her, and he would feed off of her attraction to him. It was a feedback loop that supercharged their horniness. It had happened with Xenia and with Octavia. How was he going to accomplish anything when his dick was always making the decisions?
“Wait, Zoey,” he stopped her, just as she was moving in for a kiss. “I want to show you the secret menu now.”
She seemed disappointed, but agreed to look at it. Her feelings were registering as somewhat curious and mostly horny now. She moved directly behind him and wrapped her arm around him, so he could access her arm and she could access his body. Her short, shapely legs wrapped around his legs, capturing him and holding him tight. She smiled seductively and said, “Show me this bond that can keep us together forever.”
Linhart willed his dick to listen to him for once, which was tricky with her pressed up against his back, and he pressed the button located near the top of wrist on her bracer. From there, he needed Zoey to perform the operations, so he leaned back against her and let her play with her ID bracer and his body as much as she wanted.
“First, turn the dial to Relationship Lock, and select it…. Oww, that hurts!... Now, you can send a relationship request through the Master / Slave option, but first… Ooooo no, please don't take it out yet...” Linhart turned and looked Zoey in the eye, his hand gripping hers as she reached into his pants. “We're going to have sex very soon, Zoey. But first, you’ve got to select how long this advanced relationship should last for… Go to Duration and select it.”
Zoey nodded, showing she understood the impotance of the what he was stepping her through right now. She stopped grabbing for his dick and instead wrapped her arm around his chest, and looked carefully at the display on her ID bracer. Linhart could see she was highly intelligent when it came to these things. She skimmed through the options for barely a second, before selecting Forever. “I’ve decided how long I want to be yours for…” she said breathlessly.
Linhart hesitated, not sure if she needed more information before making this important decision. Of course, he wanted her to be his forever, but the slave bond was so much stronger than he’d anticipated when he first took it on… Would she regret her decision?
“Zoey, you should know that the slave bond…”
“It’ll let me stay by your side, right?”
“Yes, you’ll belong to me.”
“And I’ll be closer to you than anyone else, and we’ll have sex again?”
“Yes, of course… there’s no closer feeling…” he answered, closing his eyes, remembering his master, Octavia, who was back at the Nexus, waiting for him.
“Then, I want it forever.” she said simply. And without any further guidance, she navigated down the list of names and selected his name.
Set Linhart Aetherion as your Master. (Yes / No)
Linhart watched as she accepted and the message changed to Waiting for response… Moments later, he received her request. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Zoey Mikri has set Linhart Aetherion as her master for forever. Do you accept? (Yes / No)
She seemed so confident… so willing to enter the contract. Linhart pushed down his last bit of doubt and accepted her offer. Moments later, both their lives were changed forever.
* * * * * * * * *
The girl who used to be Zoey was on top of him. She was completely naked, and she was impaled on his meat pole, just as she had been for the past three hours. This slave was insatiable. Every time he came inside of her, her big eyes rolled back in her head and she was launched into a state of euphoria. It was clear that her pleasure was tied directly to his pleasure now, and there was no end to her need for his orgasms.
“Zoey… I’m cumming again…” he gasped weakly, as he held her tightly around her narrow hips and pulled her down onto his cock. He had run out of driving power some time back, but she just kept on going. Her athletic legs were glistening with sweat, as she slammed her muff down onto him again and again. She knew the exact right angle that drove him crazy, and she knew how wild he went whenever she arched her back and tossed her hair behind her. freewēbnoveℓ.com
“Yes, Linhart… Haah… I’m cumming too, my king… Hnngh… It feels soooo good!....” She shook and vibrated as his seed shot out deep into her womb. Her face looked like she was experiencing the bliss of heaven, but then it was immediately replaced by the need for the next orgasm. “Ooh, I’m so full now… Give me more, please. Please just let me do you just one more round!”
In some ways, Linhart was a weak man, and he likely would’ve given her another round. Except that, it was at that moment that the door flew open and a beautiful, shabby, and angry Chloe walked in, like a mini whirlwind.
Still wearing her sports wear, she was bruised and beaten, her hair was disheveled and her face was scraped and dirty, but mostly she was angry…
“Zoey, what the hell are you doing on top of my boy?”
