Roric walked over the small bridge with Gisley sitting on his shoulders, smiling as the wind blew her long lavender hair. Behind them came the magical disk with Jaina, Evalynn, and Chandice riding along. It had been hours since they left the village and Alexandria behind. Thus far, they had encountered several small player towns and a few scattered homes. Soon they would look for a place to spend the night, but for now, they were engrossed in an embarrassing conversation.
“So you let them have you?” Evalynn asked as Jaina held Chandice tight.
“Why is this such a big deal?” Chandice groaned.
“It’s just their devils,” Evalynn said. “That’s like what you hear in those dark novels.”
“It's a fantasy world,” Chandice sighed. “They are just NPCs the world calls devils; they don't actually do evil things or steal people's souls.”
“Oh, don't get upset,” Jaina urged and kissed Chandices cheek. “It's the same thing when you think about Roric. We all know he's a man inside that skin, but it's fun to see him as a savage gnoll taking your flesh.”
“Thank you,” Chandice said and leaned into Jaina. “I knew you would understand.”
“I am just surprised you managed to keep this a secret from me,” Jaina laughed. “My girlfriend is so kinky.”
“Says the woman who dances and strips almost every night,” Chandice argued.
“I think bondage and wild sex with demons is a little more extreme than stripping,” Evalynn said.
“I have to agree,” Roric replied and looked back. “And I am looking forward to seeing it.”
Chandice blushed even more deeply as even Gisley looked back to say she wanted to see it too.
“I can’t do that with an audience,” Chandice replied and looked around nervously as the countryside rolled by. “That’s a very private thing.”
“We have all seen you naked and getting plowed by Roric,” Jaina said and rubbed her arm. “Isn't it a little late for privacy?”
“Gisley hasn’t seen it yet,” Chandice said weakly as if that were a defense.
“I want to know what they look like,” Gisley replied. “Can you summon one?”
“You want me to summon one now?” Chandice asked.
“I am curious what they look like, too,” Evalynn said.
“Common, just summon one,” Jaina urged as Chandice smiled slightly.
“Alright, but just one,” Chandice said and carefully stood up on the disc.
“Do we need to stop for this?” Roric asked as he glanced back.
“No, the imp is just a simple spell,” Chandice replied and held out a hand. “The bigger stuff requires a summoning circle or a prepared crystal.” She began a chant that sounded like she was cursing in an alien language, and glowing red symbols appeared around her hand. Her voice slowly went higher as a black cloud began to form in the air, and with a final cry of come forth, the creature appeared.
“That’s an imp?” Jaina said with a wide smile.
The creature was just over a meter tall with dark red skin with long curving black horns. It had short spikes down its back and a thin rat-like tail. In shape, it resembled a spindly human, with long pointed ears and a sharp narrow nose. Its mouth was a wide grin of razor-like teeth that sent shivers down Jaina's spine. The eyes were opaque lights that had a strange green luminescence. However, what captivated the girls most was the long strip of flesh hanging between its legs.
“Goodness, that thing is hung,” Evlaynn said in surprise as the monster began to follow the disc. “No wonder you summon them.”
“Who knew devils were so well-armed,” Jaina laughed.
“They aren’t all like that,” Chandice said as she blushed again. “But I know how to tweak the summoning to call the right ones.”
“What can it do?” Gisley asked from where she rode on Roric’s shoulders.
“The primarily claws with those sharp talons, and they can cast shadow bolt. They are pretty much immune to fire and status effects like disease or poison,” Chandice explained.
“So these things fight for you,” Roric said as he kept walking. “How many can you summon?”
“Two, and only because I put five points in the skill,” Chandice replied. “Though at higher levels, I get a skill called imp hoard that summons a bunch of them at once.”
“Oh, I want to see you bound and helpless for that,” Jaina laughed.
“So do I,” Evalynn admitted and tossed her long blond hair. “Maybe I could help.”
“You two are terrible,” Chandice groaned and stretched out her hand to utter a command word, and the imp vanished in a puff of smoke,
“The perfect boyfriend,” Evalynn commented. “Shows up when you need him and goes away when you're satisfied.”
“Ha!” Jiana cried in agreement.
“I have very strange slave girls,” Roric said as they reached a crossroads and saw a sign. It said a village named the summer glade was a few miles down the branch to the right. Seeing as the sun was already in the six o'clock position, he decided to head that way and look for an inn.
“We can always sleep in the tent,” Jaina said as they passed the sign.
“We could, but the inn will have food and the opportunity to sell my slave girls,” Roric replied.
“Always for the money,” Jaina said and shrugged as she leaned into Evalynn. “Maybe you will get to play tonight.”
“I was thinking you two could do what you did before, where you danced as twins and made love on the stage,” Roric said.
“Oh, I saw that. Wow, that was hot,” Chandice added and fanned her face.
“I saw it too,” Gisley replied with a blush. “I thought you were both very sexy.”
“Well, it looks like we get to play tonight,” Jaina said and looked Evalynn in the eyes. “Are you up to the challenge of being my lover before all those men?”
“I have been looking forward to playing with you again,” Evalynn admitted with a wry smile before leaning forward to give her a kiss.
Roric looked back and sighed to see his harem and wondered how it had grown so fast. The secret, of course, was Jaina and how happy she was being a slave. It drew in the others one by one until he didn't have the collars to keep them all. Only Jaina and Gisley would wear them regularly, with Evalynn wearing the normal collar so she would have full access to her skills to defend her sisters. Chandice was Jaina's girlfriend and not a slave, but she was a welcome addition and never turned down the sex.
Now they were his pets, going where their master went and serving his every need. He couldn’t imagine a better life than this and looked forward to many long years in the arms of his lovelies. Still, he looked forward to establishing a home and spending long days playing with his toys. Of course, that was a little ways off yet, but with the girls' help, it would come much sooner than later.
The town came into view just before the sun moved to twilight, and it felt good to be away from the newbie town at spawn. As they approached, it looked as if this town was perhaps a little larger, with some obvious player houses standing out from the typical fantasy fare. There was no wall to speak of, and the roads passed between two columns to mark the gate. Guards were standing at the columns, but these were box standard human NPCs in simple chain armor and wearing blue livery. They nodded as he and the others passed but didn't notice or react to Jaina's nakedness.
Jaina felt a little tension as they entered a new town that wasn't accustomed to her appearance. She rode on the back of the disk with Chandice and Evalynn drawing little attention at first. Eventually, people began to notice, and it wasn't long before there were pointed fingers and even a few shouts. Jaina focused on being Roric's perfect slave girl, but three men were bold enough to approach the disc when Roric stopped to ask for direction to an Inn.
“Look at the slut slave,” a leopard-looking man said as he leered at Jaina.
“Hey, why don’t you spread those legs for us,” a dwarf with a braided beard added. The third man looked human but had gray skin as he eyed her with a wide smile. Evalynn jumped right off the disc and leveled her spear at them before they got too close.
“You three keep your distance,” she growled. “You do not have permission to approach my master's pet.”
“Oh, are you going to break the law?” the dwarf asked. “You do realize that violence is forbidden in the city?”
“If you didn't want people looking, you should have worn some clothes,” the leopard man said as he walked right up to Evalynn's spear point. “Go ahead. I dare you.” He smiled widely as a cloud of silver glitter appeared over all their heads, and they dropped into the road sound asleep.
Jaina looked over to see Roric frowning while Gisley looked absolutely furious with narrow eyes sparkling with red light. Her right hand was stretched their way and glowing with a silver light.
“Stupid fools,” Gisley snapped as she put her glowing hand down. She looked down at Roric as he looked up and asked if he was mad she attacked them.”
“No,” Roric replied and stroked her leg. “You didn’t attack them either. You prevented Evalynn and I from attacking them instead.”
“Men like that will never understand women,” Evalynn grumbled and climbed back onto the disc.
“Not a good start,” Jaina said as Roric turned back to complete getting directions. The man quickly pointed out the location of an inn and then said he didn't want to get into any trouble.
“We have no reputation here,” Roric said as he moved on, still carrying Gisley on his shoulders. “People will come to understand soon, and then it will be alright.”
“What was that bit about it being against the law for there to be violence in the city?” Evalynn asked.
“Probably something we should look into,” Chandice said as she watched the stores go by. “I have heard of city builders trying to enforce laws on players to keep the peace.”
“How do you enforce laws on people who can’t really be punished?” Jaina asked.
“You can still be ostracized and exiled,” Roric replied as they turned a corner to more shocked looks at Jaina. “And some kingdoms even have prisons that can hold nearly any player.”
“I am aware of one such prison a little further south,” Evalynn noted. “It is relatively close to the dungeon you want to explore.”
Roric nodded as they moved through the relatively empty streets to see a massive multistory inn with yellowed glass windows and an ornate thatched roof. A tower of sorts rose from one corner and went high up in a pointed roof. The sign was shaped like a clam and the name etched below it was the pearl of the sea.
“Is this really a seafood-themed inn hundreds of miles from any ocean?” Jaina asked.
“I have been here before,” Evalynn said with a nod. “I believe it is owned by a nyriad.”
“What is that?” Chandice asked.
“A type of mermaid, from what I know. She has finely scaled green skin and hair like rolling waves. Her hands are webbed, but she seems perfectly content to be on dry land.”
“So she’s some kind of aquatic race?” Jaina asked as Roric steered them toward the door.
“As far as I can tell, she is, but as I said, she walks about like anyone else. I know she has access to water spells, and they use her pure waters to brew their ale,” Evalynn added.
“Well, let's go inside and see what kind of a place this is,” Roric said and put Gisley down. Everyone jumped off the disc and took up the gear before Gisley dismissed it. Then they followed Roric into a rather magical space.
The ground floor was a massive room with high ceilings held up by thick stone columns. These were etched with water themes of waves and fish, so finely crafted they almost seemed alive. A hundred round tables were evenly spaced about the room, with a few long narrow ones placed right against the wall. In the center of the place was a great marble fountain with a statue of a woman holding an urn as water gently poured into the basin. Paintings of underwater scenes covered the walls, but what captivated the mind the most was the great fish tank that made up the entire back wall. It was a dark blue ocean that seemed impossibly wide for the limited space. It was densely planted with underwater growth, and at least a dozen varieties of colorful fish swam about.
“This is rather neat,” Jaina said as she took in the ropes and nets strung about to add to the ocean theme.
“I don't see a stage,” Roric pointed out as he took them closer to the fish tank where the bar was. At least seven women dressed in blue aprons were hard at work bringing mugs to customers, but it was the woman behind the bar they wanted to talk to most. She was just as Evalynn described her, a woman of exotic beauty and a fish-like nature. Her hair rolled down her back in great curls that did indeed resemble ocean waves. Her smile was warm and graceful, but she looked confused when she noticed Jaina.
“May I help you?” she asked in a puzzled tone.
“I need a room for my pets and I,” Roric said, finally drawing the woman's gaze.
“Oh, you’re a slave master class,” the woman said and tipped her head. “You don’t see many of them out here. They always rush in to find the big cities and slave markets.”
“I don’t need to buy any slaves,” Roric pointed out. “I have plenty.”
“I can see that,” the woman replied and looked at all the collars. “What you need is to sell some.”
“What we need is a room with a big bed, and I have an offer to make about how to pay for it,” Roric replied.
“Ahhh, so you have an offer,” the woman said and smiled at Roric. “My name is Natalie, and I am pleased to meet you, master?”
“Roric,” he replied with a twitch of an ear.
“Well, I certainly have a bed that can contain all your beauties, but how did you plan to pay for it?” she asked.
Roric explained the whole process of letting the girls dance and then entertain the customers. Once word got out, the inn would be packed every night, and she would make a decent penny as well as a good chunk of experience.
“I see,” the woman replied and looked at Jaina's exposed chest. “You want to turn my establishment into a house of ill repute, but I have to ask what's in it for the women?”
“I don’t mind the women,” Jaina said with a smile.
“You're a precious thing,” the woman laughed, then stared Jaina down. “Let me be more direct. Wich of you is for me?”
“Oh,” Jaina replied as her smile spread. “That depends on what you like.”
The woman blushed slightly and then admitted she liked to be restrained while taken by someone aggressive. Even as she recounted the details, they started to stare at Chandice, who folded her arms and let out a little huff.
“I can show her what I can do,” Chandice said before anyone asked.
“Oh, this is going to be fun,” Jaina said excitedly. “But, can I watch?”
“You like to watch?” the nyriad woman said with a blush. “I don't mind, but don’t run off telling everyone what you saw.”
“Jaina and Chandice can be trusted to keep a secret,” Roric said. “So, if you agree to the terms, I need to find some minstrels.”
“Not so fast,” the woman said with a raised hand. “I want a sample first.”
“Hmm,” Roric said before looking at Jaina and Chandice. “Why don’t you two take your stuff and go to her bedroom. Give her a sample of what you can do.”
“Just a sample?” Jaina asked with a devilish grin.
“Give her whatever she wants,” Roric instructed.
Natalie was eager to take them into a back hall and then a modest room with a stout bed. Chandice smiled as she set her pack down and began fishing around inside for her bag of magic ropes.
“So, what are you two going to do to me?” Natalie asked nervously.
Jaina slowly drew the woman into her arms before planting a firm kiss, then smiled and told her that she would be taken again and again. The woman ran a finger over Jaina's lips and asked her how, but Jaina only smiled and said she would find out once she was firmly bound.
Natalie trembled as Jaina started to kiss all down her neck, savoring the softness of the woman's fine scales. They were almost not scales at all, but more of a texture on the skin, but she did have webbed hands that were even now clutching at Jaina's rear.
Chandice dug out a set of ropes with four ends and went to the bed that dominated the room. She slid the ropes underneath and carefully wrapped the ends around the bedposts before producing a short white wand. With a few magic words, a round symbol appeared on the bed with a very striking cross pattern that glowed with purple light for just a moment, then faded.
Jaina slowly pulled the woman's clothes away, allowing her simple dress to fall to her feet. She kissed and rubbed to keep the woman busy and her mind away from what Chandice was doing. In truth, Jaina was eager to see this beautiful woman ravaged by infernal imps, and she quickly sat the woman on the bed to pull off her stylish shoes.
“Now what?” Natalie asked as Jaina started to kiss her way up her leg.
“Lay back and put your hands over your head,” Chandice replied and waited till the woman was centered on the bed with her hands held high. “Now pull your legs back and spread them a little. Good, now say bind me until they are through.”
“Bind me until they are through,” the woman said timidly, and suddenly the ropes at the posts glowed purple. Above her head, they stretched out and wrapped her wrists, pulling them together and then straight up to stretch her out. They coiled around her lower legs from the ankle to the knee, then pulled so that her legs were spread wide as Natalie squeaked in shock.
“Now you're bound,” Jaina said and sat on the bed to admire Chandice's handiwork. The magic ropes were a marvel, and now a beautiful greenish-blue pussy was spread like a buffet before her. Without wasting a moment, she leaned in and began to lick, causing Natalie to pull on her ropes as she let out a tiny groan.
Jaina licked her firmly, sucking on her tender lips and firm clit. The woman began to issue long, dragged-out moans as she twisted in her ropes helplessly. Chandice kissed her and ran her hand over those firm breasts before promising her that this was only the warmup.
“I have an idea!” Jaina said excitedly as she considered what was going to come next. She thought of the woman from the night before and how she begged Roric to let her wear the collar. Natalie was obviously looking for some powerful sex, so Jaina reached up and took off her collar.
“What are you doing?” Natalie gasped with a hint of fear as Jaina reached down to snap the collar around her neck.
“Making you a sex slave for the next hour,” Jaina replied with a smile. “I promise it will come off when the ropes do, but until then, you will just have to suffer.” With that, she went back to the woman's body, feasting on her flower until she began to twist and cry out. It wasn't long before easy going forced her into an orgasm, and she smiled as Natalie's legs shook in their binds.
“That was wonderful,” the woman sighed as Jaina sat up and told Chandice to summon her pets.
“Pets?” Natalie asked in alarm. “What pets?”
Jaina lay across her body until they were nose to nose, looking into each other's eyes.
“You're ours until we are done with you,” Jaina whispered. “Now it's time you were taught what a girl like you is for.” Behind her, Chandice was chanting and a black cloud formed in the middle of the room. Natalie glanced to the side as but Jaina moved to block the view. Something made a funny growl, and Natalie started to tremble as Jaina pressed their lips together to hold a kiss.
“Give that a good fucking,” Chandice said, and something crawled between Natalie's legs.
Jaina's kiss muffled her cry as something grabbed her legs and thrust its way in. Natalie thrashed and shook, but she was bound fast as Jaina struggled not to smile. She kept her pinned down and blind as to what it was until her body shook in the first orgasm.
“What is that?” Natalie finally managed to moan as she tore her lips away from Jaina.
“See for yourself,” Jaina said and climbed off, allowing the woman to see the imp's devilish face.
“No!” the woman cried in alarm. “Don't let that thing fuck me!” She pulled at the ropes even as her voice came out in little gasps, the imps impressive cock stretching her little pussy. The beast reached up with a clawed hand to grab hold of one of her scaled breasts. She threw her head side to side, helpless to prevent it from taking what it wanted. A minute later, she arched her back as the second orgasm shook her to the core.
“OH!” Natalie cried as the little beast kept thrusting its hellish cock inside her. Jaina knew the collar would be forcing sexual escalation on her and that every orgasm to come would be stronger. She ran a hand along the woman's stomach, asking her if she could feel that big cock inside.
“Yes!” Natalie moaned. “Oh, why is it so big?”
Jaina made up a story on the spot about how Chandice was a warlock, and she sacrificed women to her devil master in exchange for power. Natalie would be her next victim, forced to have sex with several devils to seal the bargain. The story seemed to have an impact because Natalie cried out with another no, before having a powerful orgasm.
“Summon another one,” Jaina urged as the first imp started to thrust faster. She wanted to make sure there was a fresh one on hand to take its place when he filled the helpless woman with its cum. Chandice took Jaina's arm and pulled her to the side, whispering about something that made her blush.
“If you really want to make this intense, I can put a curse on her that will make imps want to fuck her,” Chandice offered.
“You can?” Jaina asked as the woman behind them continued to moan.
“It's a long story, but a while ago, I met a succubus who taught me a spell they share with warlocks. It's called a womb curse, and it places a magical enchantment on their pussy. The only one I know is the one she taught me to call imp whore. Once I place it on her, she will have a magical mark above her pussy that will flash whenever an imp is around. It will attract the creature to her, and it will do all its best to pin her down and fuck her.”
“How long does it last?” Jaina asked.
“A couple of days, but the timer resets every time an imp fucks her,” Chandice admitted. “But the beauty is it makes the bearer love being fucked by the imp. She will scream for more and beg it to fuck her.”
“I see,” Jaina said and turned back to the woman who was having yet another intense orgasm. “Let's do it, then summon another imp. I don't want her to have a moment to recover, but first, let me set the stage.”
Chandice smiled as Jaina turned back to the bound woman and walked right up to the bed.
“Look at you, a little slut for devil kind,” Jaina said. “I think you like being fucked by imps.”
“I can’t,” the woman panted as her head rolled side to side.
“You don't have a choice,” Jaina replied and put her hand right over the spot where the mark would soon go. “My lover will curse you to crave imp cock, and you will forever desire to be satisfied by infernal lovers.”
“NO! You can't!” Natalie cried, but Jaina laughed as Chandice came to the bed and waved her wand over the woman's stomach. She chanted a series of words that sounded like whore and slut as a purple pattern of lines appeared on Natalies skin.
“I curse you as an imp whore,” Chandice finished as the symbol suddenly blazed with purple light.
Natalie cried out as the imp went wild, hammering at her with a sudden hungry lust. The mark on her belly glowed as if goading the lurid beast on.
“Oh, god!” Natalie cried as she arched her back and thrashed. “Please don’t stop! Fuck me! Harder!”
“Better summon another one before this one wears out,” Jaina suggested.
“They can go surprisingly long,” Chandice said. “But with two switching out, we should be able to keep her constantly fucked for about an hour.” She quickly set about another spell, and a few moments later, a bright red imp waited as the other suddenly thrust in deep.
Natalie moaned in a long pleasure soaked tone as shared orgasm wracked her body. The imp pumped a few loads of its sticky goo inside, then pulled out to spray a rope up her chest all the way to her nose. Jaina watched as it dripped into the woman's open mouth while the magical mark glowed with a sinister light.
“Now switch places,” Chandice commanded. “And keep switching every time one of you finishes.”
The two imps changed places, with the redder one now grabbing a firm hold of those helpless legs. Natalie tried to say something as more devil cum dripped into her mouth, but the new imp started fucking, and the moans quickly began.
Jaina couldn't help herself and went to bed to run her fingers along the long white line until they were coated. She then put them in Natalie's mouth as the woman eager sucked.
“Good little imp slut,” Jiana cooed. “Now, keep begging them to fuck you.”
“Oh, please fuck me!” Natalie cried as her pussy was ravaged by a devilish beast.
Jaina went to the front of the bed to stroke the woman’s sweaty brow as she suffered under the new imps manic attack.
“So can we dance and pack your inn for our rooms?” Jaina asked.
“Yes!” the woman cried with a weak smile.
“And will you give us a couple of small rooms so we can sell our prostitutes?” she added.
“Anything you want!” the woman roared as the new imp gave her another orgasm.
“Oh, why does this feel so good?” Natalie moaned.
“It's the collar,” Jaina said and ran her fingers through some more cum to feed the panting woman. “It makes the sex more intense for the slave girl.” She coated Natalie's panting tongue in the beast's goo and left her to thrash as the fucking went on. She realized they didn't need to be in the room anymore, so they left to find Roric and tell him the deal was on. Roric went to find minstrels who would play for the dance while Jaina and Chandice sat with the others for a drink. Eventually, they went back to the room to find Natalie drenched in sweat with a half dozen lines of cum across her chest.
Her moans were weak as her body was overspent from the endless fucking. The red imp was once again between her legs, giving her a good firm pounding as the magical symbol flashed. Even as they entered the room, the imp thrust hard, and Natalie groaned as yet another load of devil cum flooded her insides. As the imp stepped back, Chandice ordered them to stop and dismissed them both, leaving Natalie to lay helplessly in bed.
“Did we maybe go too far?” Jaina asked as the woman trembled with cum soaked skin.
“She will be fine,” Chandice remarked and let out a little sigh. “I just wish that was me.”
Jaina laughed as she had another idea, so she went to the bed and stroked the woman's sweaty forehead.
“Now, one more thing to our deal,” Jaina said. “You go to Roric’s room every night so he can fuck you.”
“I can’t,” the woman pleaded with a voice barely above a whisper.
“Chandice, summon more imps. She isn’t ready yet,” Jaina said.
“No, wait! I will go!” Natalie pleaded. “I promise I will be there every night!”
Just as she made the promise, the hour expired, and the ropes suddenly vanished. Natalie was able to roll over and press her legs tightly together as she continued to shake from the powerful sex. Jaina crawled into bed to hold the woman tight, using her absorb skill to consume all the devilish cum and sweat. Natalie latched on to her as if desperate to be rescued and struggled to catch her breath.
“You are very wicked girls,” Natalie finally managed to say.
“Let’s just say we enjoy the fantasy quite a bit,” Jaina replied as she stroked that lovely blue hair. “Wait till you see how much money the men will pay to see us strip.”
“How much money the men will pay?” Natalie laughed. “How much will the women pay to be tied to a bed?”
“What?” Jaina asked in surprise as Natalie looked up.
“That was amazing,” Natalie said and looked at Jaina with cheeks so red she almost looked like a devil herself. “I bet women would pay a ton to wear this collar and be ravaged by your pets.”
“I hadn't thought of that,” Jaina laughed and considered the option. The issue was they only had two collars, and they would both be busy tonight. However, there was plenty of time to service a few hungry women during the dance. Chandice could oversee the bondage and imps, giving each woman half an hour to be ravaged. When the dance was done and it was time to service the men, they could claim the collar and switch.
She hugged Natalie tightly and told her this could be the start of a beautiful relationship, and Natalie agreed, provided they summoned another imp. Jaina laughed and told Chandice to go ahead as Natalie lay back and commanded the bed to bind her again.
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No, It needs more sex Votes: 53 41.4%
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No, the sex level is fine Votes: 37 28.9%
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I don't really have an opinion Votes: 9 7.0%
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Yes, it needs a little more adventure Votes: 26 20.3%
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Yes it needs a LOT more adventure. Votes: 3 2.3%
Thank you for reading. I hope you are enjoying it but I feel like it's time to explore the world more and not just talk about sex. Let me know what you think in the poll. Also, Would anybody be interested in seeing character sheets of our players? Maybe that's a good poll topic for the next chapter.
Also, don't forget the patreon. If I can manage to turn a slight profit on this, I can keep up a 3-4 chapter a week schedule and do more to find out what people want to see in the stories.
Character sheet question: I am going to post a spoiler of Chandices Character sheet. My question is would people prefer to see it as end of chapter content, or as spoilers like I am about to do? I will run a pole on this next chapter.
Chandice
Chandice Level 9 Human Enchanter Warlock
5 foot 8 inches tall, with long blond hair and amber eyes.
Armor level: None
Weapon Catagory: Light Caster
Weapon Proficiency: Dagger, staff, wand
Skill points max: 18 Remaining: 13
Earned Skills:
Cleaning 15
Cooking 12
Running 7
Bought Skills:
None
Trained skills?
Womb Curse
Skill powers:
Womb curse: Imp whore: A magical mark that flashes slowly when imps are nearby. Imps will be attracted to a woman wearing this mark and will try their best to have sex. The bearer of the mark will also see to be f*cked by the imp, as s*x with an imp will feel much better than normal. The mark lasts three days, but the timer resets every time an imp f*cks her.
Equipment of note:
Backpack of deep pockets. Starter warlock staff. Starter warlock robes. Wand of oak (Enchanter spells cost 2% less to cast) three sets of ropes of binding. Three hand crafted rods of vibration.
[lvl 1 Enchanter skill: Enchantment] Place a temporary enchantment on an item to give it one of the following powers. Glow with light for 10 feet. Weigh 50% less to a max of 20lbs. Do slightly increased damage. Have slightly better chance to hit. Slightly improve armor.
[lvl 1 Warlock skill: Firebolt] Fire a small flaming projectile to strike a single target for moderate damage. 30 meter range.
[lvl 1 general magic: Transformation] with a flare of magic you change outfits from common to your armor or robe.
[lvl 2 Enchanter skill: detect enchantment] You can detect and determine the nature of any common enchantment. Either through the use of a spell or by summoning a mirror of identification. Larger items require the use of the wand and a cerimony to unravel their secretes. Extremely powerful items, artifacts, or items with intentionally hidden powers, require higher level detection skills.
[lvl 2 Warlock skill: Dark Protection] Encase yourself in armor of shadows, granting 10 additional armor.
[lvl 3 Enchanter skill: Enchantment of Combining] Allows you to add low level magical enchantment tokens to player items and equipment.
[lvl 3 Warlock skill: Wave of fire] Creates a curtain of flames that starts just before the warlock and rushes out for twelve feet in a narrow cone. Deals fire damage to all creatures struck by the wave.
[lvl 4 Enchanter skill: animate object] You can animate one mundane object to perform a simple task for one hour. A broom could sweep a floor. A spoon stir a pot, or a door open when somebody approaches. The task must be very simple and the item non magical.
[lvl 4 Warlock skill: Curse of rotting] Lowers a targets armor class by 10 points. Increases by 2 points per skill point spent.
[lvl 5 Enchanter skill: Nystrah's basic enchantments] You can with the proper materials create the full range of basic enchantments on weapons and items. You can summon a book that details the hundreds of possible enchantments and their requirements.
[lvl 5 Warlock Skill: Basic summoning] [Boosted 5] Summon an imp from the hells or a Grakkin from the abyss to fight by your side.
Authors note: Imps cast shadow bolts. Grakkin are dog like monsters that act as melee attackers.
[lvl 5 general magic: Recall] Mark an item with a magical word then speak that word to call the item to your hand.
[lvl 6 Enchanter skill: See magic] You can see magical effect woven into an area. Such as magical light, traps, detection's etc. You can only discern basic details about the magic.
[Lvl 6 Warlock trained Skill: Womb curse] You place a magical mark on a woman's body right below their belly button. Effects vary based on curses known.
[Lvl 7 Warlock skill: Tendrils of the void] A mass of demonic tendrils rise out of the floor the grasp and batter anything they can reach. The spell will slow and hinder the movement of medium or smaller creatures while doing slight damage to them.
[lvl 8 Enchanter skill: Mana winds] Bless a target with a flow of mana from the magic winds, causing any magical poor to recover at five times the normal rate for one full minute.
[Lvl 9 Warlock skill: Curse of corruption] Drain the targets strength, lowing damage dealt while also causing a slow damage over time.
[lvl 9 Enchanter skill: Dancing Weapon] Enchant a small weapon with animated life to attack nearby threats. Effect lasts for one minute and then the weapon breaks down into dust unless it is magically shielded or player bound.
[lvl 10 Warlock skill: Summon minor devil] Calls a Galastru devil from the hells to serve as your pet until you release it. (fighter)
[lvl 10 Warlock skill: Summon minor demon] Calls a Cirrithon demon from the abyss to serve as your pet. (Rogue)
[lvl 23 Warlock skill: Soul binding] Binds a players soul to a crystal that become one of their respawn points. Can have one additional crystal per 5 skill points.
[lvl 30 Waerlock skill: Summon succubus]
[lvl 30 Enchanter skill: Transfer magic] You can move a magical enchantment from one item to another, but the first item is destroyed in the process.
Known motivations or important character notes:
Chandice is a traditional pen and paper style role player who came to New Eden intentionally to seek out sexual thrills. She choose the warlock because of its ability to summon the succubus at level 30 and is looking forward to owning her own magic shop one day.
Bisexual, Jaina's girlfriend. Roric,s lover. Prefers long range combat, doesn't like tight spaces, panics easily under pressure. Worries her relationship with Jaina isn't genuine.
2 deaths. Still afraid to die.
Is she able to learn more temporary s*x curses? Also, might be good to put something like "Status: Wounded/Cursed/Poisoned".
@CrypticalFlint Yeah, she is, and I have a great storyline for her future where she will learn more, but it will be a kind of struggle.
Thought of Some Tattoo Ideas that Are "Relatively" benign.
All Natural: You were born naked, so you shall live naked
Mechanical Effet:
a) Itchy Skin - The Longer you wear, the more it itches. Scratching won't fix it.
b) Hot & Bothered - The longer you wear, the hotter you get. Both the annoying and sexual type.
c) Reward - Either a) or b), s*x just feels better when naked, the longer the better. Wait at least one hour in the bath, lest you have no excuse for upping the pleasure.
Devoted Till Morning: You stay for breakfast, or do you f*ck and leave?
Mechanical Effect:
a) You may only cum from the first man to cum inside for the day. You may cum from another man the next day.
b) Same as a), you just get hornier and hornier within their present.
c) Assign one random individual within a vicinity, that individual is the only person who may make you cum.
d) Like c), you just get hornier like b)
e) Whatever option, they're just only people who can see you when naked, and the only person who you can see when naked. Romantic isn't it? Until you realise its the perfect curse for thievery and espionage if you can handle a bit of shame. No naked girl talk tho.
Combat Amour: Some people get hot from a recent skirmish because of adrenaline, and through artificial means, you're one of these bloodthirsty whores. Try not to get killed.
Mechanical Effect:
a) Increasingly aroused after a combat situation. If you enter a combat situation again, the arousal will cease, but will return several folds stronger after. You triggered the curse once more after all. Won't increase the pleasure, but the arousal won't stop until they cum from sex. Masturbation won't do, that's not a "battle". I guess it can feel similar to being edge for several hrs or minutes and being allowed to cum.
Thy Body Is Art: You made your own skin a canvas, now lets hope the ink stays during the walk in the park.
Mechanical Effect:
a) What is Written is true, at least partially. Write a fetish followed by a description of who she is, and she feels twice the pleasure from enacting it.
b) a), but referring to her as her description now gives her short bursts of pleasure.
c) Wearing clothing turns them into paint on your skin. Just as durable, but it might be impossible to convince people you're actually wearing something, or, well, used too. Once alone, it turns back, but if people are around, it will instantly become paint once again.
Witness My Splendor: High on attention? I see.
Mechanical Effect:
a) The more people who have gotten aroused by you within a 24 hr time frame there are, the greater your sensitivity, the stronger the orgasms. You don't need to tease with physical contact, no need to expose yourself either. A simple word would do, maybe a whisper, a sultry tone? It matters not, so long as something you have done arouses them. If a certain amount of people have not(or none, this is a suggestion, change as you please) "Witnessed your splendor" within a certain time frame, gradually experience the following; Headache, Itchy Skin, Arousal(which won't go down), general discomfort, numbness, physical weakness, worsening balance... Hunger, thirst. Or, experience a bad case of luck and find yourself in increasingly compromising positions until you have, of your own action, intentionally teased, aroused, or tempted someone. Think comedy heroine from an ecchi anime or something.
b) Same as a), the cumulation effect has a time limit, instead of a time frame. If you cause arousal within a certain number, the timer is reset, but what you have accumulated is not. It is only reset if the timer runs its course.
c) Same as a), but you may choose to extend the time frame indefinitively, or have none at all. Ps: the curse doesn't care if it is intentional before the "punishment" comes in, meaning accidentally causing such, be it with friend or foe, is fair game.
x) This can be either one of [All Natural] or [Witness My Splendor]. Being looked at lustfully or for longer 5 seconds causes one or several effects described in [All Natural] or/and [Witness My Splendor].
A Hated Word:
Mechanical Effect: A commonly used word is randomly chosen 00.00. Hearing this word causes a chastity belt or total lack of sensation in the genitals to occur. But it wouldn't be much of a curse if that was all, would it? The victim experiences increasing arousal/pleasure without climax for 5(This is a suggestion, choose whatever time) minutes. Possible effect to add is stacking or renewing, every time you hear that word, if five minutes have yet to pass, five more minutes is then added, Whether it stack the pleasure or arousal gain is up to choice.
@CrypticalFlint Sorry I missed these. I was too busy doing other things.
I really like some of these, but a fun twist on hated word my be if somebody says they hate you and means it, The tattoo prevents the slave from orgasming for anyone but the person who said it. Once they have given said person X amount of orgasms then they are free of the curse until somebody else says it. This way the slave has to come crawling to the person who hates them and beg them to f*ck her.
The body is art one is something I am already tampering with but not to such a level. I like the idea of having a fetish marked on their skin where anybody can read it.
Combat amour would be good for Evalynn, as she is kinda gung ho on combat.
Devoted until morning made me think. What if the first man you had s*x with gave you the same effects for each other as if you had the married effect. Or the partner gained some power associated with the slave, devoting the slave to them until the following morning. I like the idea that whoever this person is, they are the only one who can bring the slave or orgasm. Maybe whoever the slave f*cks becomes her new master until morning and she has to stay with him. When morning comes she is magically transported back to Rorics feet.
@omnixius
Your Variation of The Hate Word Curse would be a perfect fit for Alexander, Evalynn, Roric, or Jaina. Simply because of their relationship with each other. You've also given me a new idea.
Lover's Dependency:
Mechanical Effect: When someone says "I Love You", you are compelled to fulfill any or all of their following requests for the next hr(or more). Failure to Fulfill any of these requests results in a headache and discomfort that rises in severity for each failure, and lasts 10 minutes each.
Alternative Effect: Like the other version, you are compelled to fulfill them, but you have no time limit, and instead have to fulfill the next 5 spoken requests. You will be incapable of leaving the requester's immediate vicinity until all five requests have been completed. Failure is determined by whether or not you fulfilled the previous request before the next one has been stated, the requester may choose the consequences. Ex."No Ice Cream? Better Luck Next Time I Guess." This counts as a cashed in Request, and does not count towards the total on the chance you meet again and they manage to compel you. Another Ex. could be; "Give me your clothes" or "Please yourself". In the case of the former, due to the rather broad description and categorization, you are compelled to give all of them, or only a piece if you find an angle. On the latter, it would suffice to eat candy, or any activity that naturally produces dopamin/Endorphins. Added consequences, maybe to specify, counts as requests after, as the sentence have already been made.
In the events that you refuse the requests alltogether and manage to not return or hear those words again within a certain time frame, you will not be compelled to fulfill any requests until the next day.
I was also thinking some of these could be used for Heather and co.
For Example, "Witness My Splendor(Rly gotta change the name, doesn't actually fit the idea)" would be very compatible with Quinney. We know she's a bit of a flirt(or at least doesn't mind it), but has boundaries that doesn't want to cross. Breanne, or perhaps any other magically inclined individual, could have "All Natural". The lack of clothing can be fixed with Illusion since its just magic hallucinations that can be broken by those strong enough.
The Body Is Art can be plainly hidden with bona fide tattoos, normal or magical ones. Not to mention the words could theoretically be of any language, it could be Latin, norse, or even Spanish. Hmm, is Roric getting a tattooed lady?
Also, the last bit on Devoted Till Morning could make for a great method to escape if done right, Though it could negatively effect profit gain from prostitution... You know, if Heather had this and they left her to be f*cked all day, once morning comes, Frank will get a twitching Heather either in a dungeon, or on his bed.
@CrypticalFlint
Yeah the until morning one would really spoil prostituion unless you charged somebody for a full day. Like for 500 gold Jaina was your slave for a full day. You could even prostitute her yourself to make the money back. Imagine if Alexandria bought her.
Lovers dependancy would need detailed rules, but I was thinking about witness my splendor. What if it meant to actually witness it. Like until X amount of people have seen you naked and become aroused you can't orgasm?
@omnixius
Name does give that impression, which is also kind of why I thought to change the name if Quinny gets it. Since it was more flirty tease than exhibitionist.
But a curse with an arousal from nudity function as you describe would fit pretty neatly with [All Natural], or they could give a quick peek at their assets. Flash those who seem interested, basically.
Speaking of, what if Slave's Wardrobe becomes a Master's skill? It would let Roric(and Frank) dress his slaves pretty easily, no need to risk loss of saved outfits, and it'd be easy to use it to force a defeated opponent into a sexy garb. If you want to make them dress a bit more unique, accessories could be a separate slot list and the outfits come without color, meaning it'd have to be chosen when switching to one.
Wait, instead of them needing to be naked to cause arousal, what if its optional? Doing it that way causes some consequences to be lessened or downright exempted till the next day or something. And the "rewards" are stronger in proportion than it would otherwise be. Thus, if they are brave, they get rewarded, but suffers unnecessarily if cowardly(If you don't see nudity as bad or suffering).
Pretty sure many of the ladies in Heatherverse are confident enough to pull it off. Oh, this could also justify leaving Heather to be gang banged by hundreds of undead. Going beyond her capacity could let her use the excess to supercharge her spells, or simply just have more juice. But... Maybe it should also be temporary, disappearing with time even if it isn't used? Otherwise, she could just camp and store an excessive amount of power to one shot her enemies(which could leave her desperate for s*x if can also draw from her base pool).
Maybe Splendor could reward half of what it could give from nudity in, well, I guess partial nudity? Like, revealing or arousing outfits. Wouldn't even need to talk then either, just walk around.
@CrypticalFlint
All decent ideas. I still really like the idea we came up with where the players dies after having s*x with heather and rises as a zombie. Maybe thats part of heathres curse. She needs undead but if she has s*x with a living man he dies at the end and she absorbs him as energy leaving him an undead.
@omnixius
Lore explanation could be she needs lifeforce, and thus, having s*x with a living man is possible, but it turns him into an undead because the process corrupt his life force. Undead does not suffer this problem because they're already corrupted, and is preferable because she gets the full amount of life force since, maybe they exchange corrupted life force, but since the living doesn't have any they get corrupted and she loses out. Got to work out some kinks in this theory, but its a game, not reality, so I doubt it'd be needed.
Or, she gets a lot more, but since it doesn't match her undead affinity, it can't stick to her and disappears far faster. It could also be that she can't efficiently use mana gained from them and exhaust herself faster. Maybe a penalty/debuff to spells and mana?
@CrypticalFlint
Maybe she gets more from undead that were just made from the living. So a living person provided next to nothing, but the undead they become provides tons for a short while. And when they die she has an orgasm that can't be compared. They are so good she craves them more than anything.
@omnixius
Drawbacks
Although a fun thought, if the plan was to turn her addicted to Undead Cock, making her an addict for non-undead cock makes it obsolete. It could also be seen as making her borderline addicted to cheating, since they aren't mindless undead(which are basically ugly flesh dolls). But if we go down that route;
Alternative Idea & Suggestion(Compromise?)
Lets say that its the transition from life to death(perverted as it is) that makes it so addicting. Lets say its the energy released from converting life to death, like the heat energy released from a form of energy turning into another form of energy. Then lets say entities stuck halfway through life and death constantly releases this energy, or that they're infused with it. Lets say these creatures are Vampires, Dhampirs, and Ghouls. In many vampiric stories, ghouls are a lower, and inferior version of vampires. Then lets say that the mortal transitioning creates an incredible burst that is addicting, then lets say half undead continuously releases this energy, but weaker and less intense, then ask ourselves, which is more addicting? The occasional strong orgasm, or the unending above average orgasm?
Now then, this thought process have given me a new idea, or two.
Vampires
Vampires are often divided into several bloodlines, clans, if you will. These bloodlines cause the vampires to have different abilities and appearances. This bloodline can serve as their primary class.
I brought class ideas of vampires up because you have been juggling with the idea of granting Frank a Master Class from an evolution. I was thinking Vampires might also be a viable option, specifically, Blood Thralls. Though the question is whether or not they can "enthrall" an undead is up to debate.
Bloodlines
Examples of common bloodlines(clans) are "Strigoi" and "Nosferatu". The Strigoi are strong in body, but weak in charm and spell craft. Whether they have a monstrous appearance, I can't remember. Nosferatu on the other-hand, I do know they are commonly hideous. As for abilities? I don't.
Feeding & Thralls
How would it work though? Lets say feeding. Repeatedly feeding on one person for a few days grants them the "Blood Thrall" class, but like many slave classes, this one disappears after a while, they just not need to avoid feeding. Now why would they need to avoid it? Let's say if feels good, or maybe it grants the vampire a boost in stats, maybe both? Lets say its caused by a skill, lets say they can also release a numbing/paralyzation agent through their fangs, so they aren't just causing their enemies to cream their pants when trying to rip out their throats.
Weakness
Going into their trope weakness, the sun. It could be done in two, maybe three, ways. One, they receive burn damage continuously, but can be mitigated by fire resistance potions or similar. Two, they get a steep penalty to their stats, and in return they receive a boost during the night. Three, they receive no boost but they get twice as many as points.
@CrypticalFlint
See, this is why it’s fun to have these little back and fourths.
Your right if heather is driven to crave the living for the sake of their dying orgasm it defeats the purpose of addicting her to undead cock. You are also right that is basically cheating.
BUT… Lets run with your vampire idea. Because I see some possibility in this. What if Heathers curse is still all about the undead. She needs to suck and f*ck them to feed and maintain her power.
However, if for some reason she does have s*x with a living person, that persons dies when they orgasm as already explained. They then rise up as a player vampire bound to Heather. It is still the player, but they have effectively become a chosen with a third class that binds them to heather as her thrall.
Heather gets a huge burst of power from these thralls, and if needs be in combat, she can draw on their essence and burn them out. Converting them to raw power for her spells. They die in the process and respawn as normal players again. This being the only way they can be free of her curse.
Vampire thralls can feed like normal vampires do, but they gain the most power by having s*x with Heather. She can invest some of her power into them when they have sex, and then replace it by using the zombies later. Thus these vampires are walking mana batteries, to be used when she needs them.
@omnixius
The problem is that this doesn't prevent players from killing themselves. We also know she is a prude and would probably prefer to only have s*x with people she is romantically involved in, or close friends at best. s*x with Undead is a compromise of unforgiving circumstances of her own doing. Knowing her, She'd feel guilty until she'd get used to it. I'm only seeing vampirism with people who she can truly trust or care for. An example of this would be her tiny and lovable goblin. I could tentatively see her having s*x with a benefactor out of gratitude, but I wouldn't say it'd be in character as of now.
Then you also gotta take into account that most vampires are human originally. How would this transformation translate to an angel, a demon, a devil, a mermaid, a unicorn, or possibly an elemental?
Metawise, and if she wasn't monogamous and curious polyamorous, It would make for a great power builder, and if she was a succubus, it could become all around broken.
Speaking of vampires, I did suggest them as an evolution option for Ghouls. Mostly because of blood thralls(which could also turn into vampires) because I thought it be fun if we down that route with a Vampire Frank because since in my theory(If you did decided on taking that route), she'd pass out within 10 minutes. Oh, and bite sluts have their own charm. Could say it's like imagining Human Roric having fun with Jaina when she gives up her neck in submission. That, and making out and giving hickies could disguise the biting, then they could excuse the writhing with nervousness and embarrassment. If it wasn't obvious, I have a thing for exhibitionism Hidden in Plain View. Hmm, blood would be a problem, but maybe there's a skill for stopping it, it doesn't bleed, or its stops bleeding at higher levels.
Also, gaining power from having s*x with Heather makes them more like Succubus than vampires. Let's say its her life force that gives them more power, which, in a lot of stories, blood is a medium for or infused with. If you want the sexual aspect, some vampire stories makes the feeding an extremely pleasurable experience for the victim. It could be a skill in its own right that becomes more pleasurable the stronger the skill is. Just to make sure it won't become an addiction, it can only take the edge off. Now I can't help but imagine an undead gang bang with blue balled vampires being offered an arm to suck on. Hmm, maybe it could feel good for the vampires too? It'd be even harder to resist making blood thralls.
Though I guess the s*x aspect can be excused because they were made from a s*x curse when she had s*x with them. Still feels pretty darn close to succubus though.
@CrypticalFlint
Sorry for the long delay I wanted to finish a chapter first.
Speaking of players killing themselves. I was thinking that people would seek Heather out to turn them into vampires. They would willingly become her thralls and she wouldn’t like the idea of how they were created, but can’t deny how useful their power is. I don’t think Heather would force anyone to become a vampire if they didn’t want to be unless that person had done something terrible like hurt Frank. And once enslaved in that manner, she could use her power to order them not to kill themselves.
I was thinking there might be a way to “break” the rules if she could reach X level of power. All she needs are four thralls to drain during the spell. Though she hates the idea of the sex, the end result might justify it. Honestly, I think Heather would just find another way to do it. You’re right, she would fight tooth and nail to avoid having s*x with anybody she didn’t love.
As for the racial thing, yeah I would have to limit which races it affected. Some might simply die and not become vampires. But killing an angelic race with s*x might give her some kind of temporary super buff. Again that sounds more succubus, than necro, I might have to flesh out a succubus player.
I don’t think I want to evolve Frank into a vampire, but…. You made me think of something. I already wrote into the lore that the necromancers learned how to transform hero players into undead players. I also know from a lot of lore that powerful ghouls can convert foes into thrall lesser ghouls. Frank could evolve into a Ghoul type where if he uses his ghoul touch to drain a victim completely, then buries them in a special grave, they transform into an enslaved ghoul. They would still be the player, just their race would change to a ghoul, and they would be enslaved to Frank. He could have an additional power called dominate undead. That allows him to take command of nearby undead, even if they aren’t his, and enslave player undead like Quinny and Breanne.
The system needs to be tweaked. Maybe he can only change Heather into a zombie or a partial ghoul, or maybe she can become something truly powerful like a specter. Maybe she starts off as a zombie, but evolves into a more powerful zombie, then a ghoul, then ghast, then a wraith, then a specter. She could use her necromancer powers to reverse her guise of undeath spell into a guise of the living spell to hide her undead appearance. So she would appear as Heather most of the time, and if she wore the crow, the devil race would override it. But her base human race would be a from of undead.
@omnixius
Thematically, I wouldn't use the ability to turn people into vampires through sex(the transformation aspect is fine, though I doubt it will see much, if any use) and gain their energy through s*x through a s*x curse. Honestly, it fits a succubus too much. Maybe she gets turned into a vampire through this fleshed out succubus player and, well, can turn people into thralls by repeated feeding and gain access to their resources(and the other functions you described) through her vampire class like many other master classes. This would bypass the need for sex, but at the same introduce the system, and since they're undead, she could also be "Dominated" by Frank. Maybe feeding on the stale blood of undead is twice as intense bc of the curse, maybe it also smells a lot better...U know, womb tattoos can surprisingly add quite a bit of twist.
The great thing about vampires is that bloodlines have their own unique & common abilities. It wouldn't be far stretched to be able to turn into a ghost, mist, or something similar. Who knows, maybe they do have that ability. I mean, in one novel, they could practically stop time. In another they could speak with animals, become a tree person, get random abilities like Shapeshifting, and who knows what else.
The more I write, the more I realize vampires have a lot going for them.
I wouldn't be surprised if Heather could use her necromancer class to become a ghost either. Maybe it could be offered if people die enough too. Only mortals though.
Another alternative is to use Frank. He could store excessive amount of energy for her to f*ck drain out of him. Maybe he could gain it from his ghouls, buried enemies. Maybe burying an enemy grants him a continuous supply of energy so long as the graves remain intact. It could be a skill he gets at a higher level, maybe from the evolution? Point is he could a conduit.
U know, if Heather do become a vampire and addicted to hickeys and undead cock, it'd be kinda funny to see her posing by the mirror, only to see a dress floating in the air by its lonesome.
Another fun thought is that living cock is as powerfully pleasurable as you described, but her curse makes it impossible to cum and she's stuck at the edge, making it her most hated activity ever. It would make it fairly easy for Escalation to surpass it. The mere sight of a healthy man would repulse her faster than paladins. Though an equally fun, but less desired in this specific context, thought would be her inability to cum turns into an unending loop of ever increasing pleasure, like Escalation without need for orgasm, just a thrust. I'd find it a lot more desirable if Frank, Quinny, or Breanne could do it. Maybe if she technically need undead semen and not undead cock, then either Q or B could do it.
@CrypticalFlint
I think the whole making vampires should be a succubus thing. On this we are agreed. I also think it makes sense that Heather should have some way to “burn” her undead for extra power. Summoned undead should give her a little, while player undead would provide a lot.
The more I think about it, I like the idea of Frank actually making her undead. She would slowly climb up the ranks of types until finally reaching a lich with extra necromancy powers. She would aslo be Franks Thrall and through her he would gain some extra power.
Another idea I was kicking around was blackbast. She worships a goddess that grants all sorts of slavery gifts. In Jaina’s story line Roric talks about how it is possible to enslave a slave master. And if you did you would gain access to all that persons slaves. So for example if Roric enlsaved Alexandria, he would gain all of her slaves through her.
So my idea was this. What if blackbast has the ability to summon a submission collar. This would be a special collar that goes around her own neck. She has to cast a spell on it and hand it to someone, even a none slave class. They then accept the collar and it marks it as theirs. They now present it back to blackbast and if she puts it on herself, she becomes enslaved to that person. It allows her a way to declare somebody to be her master and willingly submit to them. BUT if she had already enslsaved Heather, Quinny and Breanne they would also be submitted to this new master.
The question is, would Blackbast be willing to submit to frank to help him enslave the girls? And if they all went through with it, would the girls have to serve in blackbasts temple from time to time?
@omnixius
Its a swallow opinion, but I certainly hope she doesn't become big, burly, spiky, lanky, bent, anorexic, with taut skin from becoming a ghoul.
From what I understand of her so far, yes? If she judged Frank to be a good man she probably would. If he had the potential to be a good master who wouldn't abuse her trust and take advantage of it? Yes. As for serving. Quinny would probably see it as quick fling. Breanne would probably be hesitant unless she has discussed it with her would be lover. Heather, I'd say no until she opens up and become more confident in her sexuality and of her place in Frank's heart. As for Frank, I'd say he'd be curious, but would never act on it unless he was certain it wouldn't hurt Heather and harem, and discussed it with them. This is under the option she is a slave but not part of the "harem" yet.
As for undead players, maybe she can zombify the corpses of players she has recently killed. The player themselves will still resurrect, but she would also retain the new undead as a player undead. She could sacrifice her undead for big boosts like you said, but no partially drained kind of thing. They die and turn to ash, nothing more.
As for the lich thing. Usually, a zombie or any other undead wouldn't even be able to become one. Thats bc u need to be alive when you become one. What if she can become a lich once she reaches a certain level in her necromancer class? Like, maybe she gets offered the lich class(and race) if she completes a ritual. It could be one of the spells in her grimoire or it could be some instructions given by the system.
I could totally see Heather choosing something romantic and pretty as her phylactery, whilst Frank sighs at her less than meta choice before smiling.
On the plus side, not many ghouls can boast of having a lich s*x slave.
Just copy pasted discord texts. Save for an additional wall of text and one small rewrite.
Ghoul Keeper Slave(s)
I remember what you said about The Ghoul Keeper Plan. I'm just writing things I thought from a different angle. That, and I was wondering whether Heather would turn into an undead succubus/lilithu lich. Some stories do have undead demons or angels, the latter just usually have unholy instead of holy magic.
1. Like Most Slave Master Classes, Frank Could begin with only 1 slot because of his low level and leave room for more in the future, rather than being a class feature that would make it a rather limited Necromancer Class. If Blackbast gives the collar of submission, rather than using up his available slot, it instead adds a new slot beside that is already in use and disappears for X reasons. This would Allow Heather to be Frank's personal Slave(if that is desired), rather than a Proxy Slave, which could have diminishing returns(?).
2. By assigning/transferring Blackbast's Master Levels to Franky, His class becomes eligidible for more slaves by point investment, which is automatically spent on the respective skills in response to the presence of the Enslaved Master's Slaves, automatically taking up the slots at that moment. This would also fit in with as a possible reason to why they get set free if Blackbast is freed and their(possible bc idk) loss of the class and level(The Ghoul Keeper's equivalent slave partner).
3. A Ghoul's slave could die in place of the Ghoul Keeper in exchange for X reasons/things.
4. One reason nr.1 was brought up was If Viylah will or have the possibility of joining the gang sexually and/or romantically.
Nr.1 would allow Viylah, or any other individual of interest (Or more, maybe Frank and the gang has quite the appetite), to become a slave without using Blackbast, thought the last one largely depends on whether it makes sense for a "slave" to have the ability to enslave someone else.
Skills & Class
Skill; Necrotic Infection
Regarding Ghouls and undead
, I was wondering whether Ghouls and similar undead like Zombies can infect non-undead humanoids into their Ilk?
For example, What if Frank gets or got a skill that lets him turn them into ghouls? Or Quinney could turn others into zombies? The requirement for both could be that the victim has to be killed within X Time after being infected.
The level of the skill could determine maybe the following;
1. Starting Level: Could be where they begin or how many levels they lose, if at all.
2. Initial Stats: Could be chance, or maybe half of stats x|/ something.
3. Undead Race: Up to the race of the infector, but maybe a normal zombie could turn a high level into a high zombie or something if they had the skill levels for it.
Class; Undead Tamer
Just as there are most probably [Beast Tamers], I was wondering about the possibilities of [Undead Tamers]. They'd have the support abilities of [Beast Tamers] and the [Necromancers] abilities to lead and command undead. But they wouldn't be able to raise them like one. Instead, they would have to find one in the wild to tame like [Beast Tamers]. But the biggest difference between these classes is the ability to use undead players for the same purposes as wild or Civil NPCs. They can pass the problem of getting a friendly companion with ease by simply asking an undead player for help instead of searching in the wild, or convincing a lich it would be in their best interest to be their lapdog. Of course, there would be other mechanics and limitations in play, but this is the basic premise of the idea. It also wouldn't be hard to facilitate a reason for their lack of presence using the hate for [Necromancers] since they function a lot like them. Not to mention, since it can work on players and intelligent Undead, would it be wrong for it to also function the same as most Slave Master Classes? People probably thought there was no way it would have such skills, and most of the Tamers maybe never used them because many Undead NPCs have less than whole or non-disturbing appearances. Then there is the fact that not every Undead Player wanted to bang, or, well, most stuff that I don't care to bring up anymore. Although, maybe it would be better to put the sexual aspect in a variant of the class.
An Explanation or Suggestions regarding 1 or 2 skills.
Fear of The Dead: Grants a Passive Fear Enchantment, causing players or Npcs to experience fear at the sight of them. If its especially bad, it becomes Visage of A Vicious Reminder that causes terror and horror instead.
Borrowed Grave:
1.
Can temporarily assign a pre-existing grave as their respawn point for x hrs. Cannot assign the same grave twice within y hrs after use.
Cannot Assign grave for z hrs/minutes after assigning.
2.
Can create a grave using recently deceased bodies, but it is only eligible for x hrs. May spawn spectral undead in response if they were killed by you.
3.
Can function past 0 hp for x minutes equal to Keeper/Slave/Skill level. Each Enemy killed reaching 0 hp adds 30 seconds more to the duration.
4.
The older or greater quality a borrowed grave has, the bigger the respawn bonus you get. This function is eligible only to the first use of respective graves.
Had some annoying thoughts again...
Lilithu could be a subspecies of Succubus that specialized in combat rather than s*x and seduction. I had the thought it could be an evolution of succubus but...
Well, maybe the succubus skills tied to it didn't come along because they were listed under succubi and not lilithu? Thus, The succubus npc ends up restoring the crown to its full potential and all that entails? Like the need to feed sexually and all that and that it wasn't tied under the lilithu because it was supposed to be an evolution that built of the previous species functions? Maybe the transfer process was a bit faulty and previous race's abilities are lost or something bc it was essentially handling two instead of one class or something?
But going along this line of thought, maybe Lilim could be the final evolution or the the Succubus' evolution?
Hmm, maybe the raise living to undead through s*x thing could be a result of the tat and lilithu/succubus boosting by making the absorption of "nutrition" from the living highly inefficient and would sooner kill them then satiate her? Or maybe it starts taking more than is safe and begins to take from the soul instead of just lifeforce, or something? Need more refinement(tho I doubt it will ever come up).
@CrypticalFlint
Not at all an answer to you questions, or ideas. but something I was writing and thought you would be interested in. NONE of this cannon, but it is a "potential" outcome.
“Nervous?” Jaina asked as Heather stepped out of the back room in nothing but a pair of black stockings and her slaved collar. Her body was exposed to the world with her firm breasts and soft perfect rear where the guests could see them.
“Of course I’m nervous,” Heather replied and looked around. “How do you do this?”
“It’s easy,” Jaina said and took her hand. “Honestly, once you start you won’t be able to stop. It will feel so good you will be excited to come back here and do it again.”
“Ahh, there are my sweet pets,” Blackbast said as she entered the temple from the front doors. “And look how beautiful you are.”
“Naked is what we are,” Heather protested nervously.
“It makes it easier for the guests to see what you are offering,” Blackbast said.
“I can’t believe Frank agreed to this,” Heather replied and absentmindedly covered her chest with an arm.
“You practically demanded he agree to it,” Blackbast said. “In order for you to keep that collar and enjoy the sex, he had to agree to marry me and allow his pets to serve in my temple. You pleaded to be allowed to keep the collar so he did this to make you happy.”
“And why did you marry Roric too?” Heather pressed.
“So we could all be one family,” Blackbast replied. “Now you are a s*x slave to both men and a this temple. You will happily f*ck either man and anyone who comes through those doors. You understand the punishment if you fail in your task.”
“Yes, you will lock me in chastity for year,” Heather sighed.
“For a minimum of a year,” Blackbast corrected. “Once your year is up I will consider letting you out only if you beg me to let somebody f*ck you. If you fail to f*ck a second time you will go back into the belt for three years.”
“I know,” Heather groaned.
“She will do just fine,” Jaina insisted and took Heather’s hand. “She just needs to be introduced to being whore slowly.”
“How do you slowly become a whore?” Heather asked as Jaina took her to the couches along the wall.
“You start having sex,” Jaina said. “You just focus on the first man and not worry about anything else. You let him f*ck you however he wants and you enjoy the orgasms.”
“So I just give up and let men do whatever they want with me?” Heather asked.
“Let’s try a little mental preparation,” Jaina suggested. “I want you to say out loud that you are a whore, and you exist to be f*cked by men.”
“I can’t say that,” Heather insisted.
“Just say it,” Jaina sighed. “It really isn’t all that hard. Don’t think about what you’re saying. Just say it and get it over with.”
“I’m a whore who exists to be f*cked by men,” Heather replied and looked away nervously.
“Good, now say I like it when my pu**y if full of cock,” Jaina added.
“I like it when my pu**y if full of cock,” Heather replied as her cheeks turned red.
“Now say them together,” Jaina pressed.
“I’m a whore who exists to be f*cked by men and I like it when my pu**y is full of cock,” Heather repeated.
“Now, say I want to f*ck the first man who comes in,” Jaina said.
“Do I really have to say that?” Heather asked.
“Just say it,” Jaina insisted.
“I want to f*ck the first man who comes in,” Heather repated.
“Why?” Jaina asked with a smile.
Heather sighed and announced that she was a whore who existed to be f*cked by men and liked having a cock in her pu**y.
“That’s all there is to it,” Jaina said. “Just keep saying that over and over to yourself. You are a whore and you love cock. You can’t get enough of it, and it drives you crazy when your not being f*cked.”
@omnixius
Potential huh.
Regarding this, have you considered the possibility of whore/prostitution roleplay for Heather using Jaina as a source of curiosity? Of course Heather wouldn't want to cheat, so they would limit it to NPCs or Sophisticated Animated Mannequins, like Undead, Dungeon Generated Doms(example), Legeis' golems, or Frank if he feels like paying for the privilege. Perhaps "exclusive"?. Roleplay can be very intense once you get into it, and in that vein, what is your opinion about consensual non-consensual sex, roleplay or otherwise? I ask because, as someone concerned with having autonomy or control over their life, Heather could experience that heady combination that Jaina is so fond of through this type of roleplay. Namely fear & arousal. Although BDSM would fit that bill perfectly, except she trusts in Frank so much there wouldn't be much fear at all.
... After reading the passage in which Heather's self "affirms" her purpose, I was wondering whether Heather could do the same for Frank.
For example; "I'm a slut for rotting cocks." "I'm a whore born to be rutted by rot." "I'm your [Insert Appropriate Word(s)]." "I'm yours." "I'm yours to do with as you please."
FYI, I rewrote or wrote these based on the written scene's dialogue, so I hope it wasn't offensive.
Hmm, maybe Heather will one day have the courage to "entertain" Frank with a dance like Jaina does.
@CrypticalFlint