“I wonder why she put you to sleep?” Evalynn said as they entered the tent.
“She said her race was all about giving people good dreams full of love,” Jaina replied. “She also said her glitter could be used to make love potions.”
“You’re kidding?” Evalynn said in shock.
“Is there something wrong with that?” Jaina asked.
Evalynn shook her head and paced as she couldn’t believe they didn’t know.
“Love potions sell for insane amounts of gold,” Evalynn said. “You only hear about one hitting the market every six months or so because one of the ingredients is impossible to find.”
“Could that be lunar fairy dust?” Jaina suggested.
“If it is, Gisley had better pray nobody ever finds out what she is,” Evalynn replied. “She will have people hounding her for dust. She would be accosted everywhere she went as people tried to take it forcefully. I wouldn't be surprised if she ended up in a cage, being used to manufacture the potions.”
“That must be why she was so afraid of people knowing,” Jaina said. “I bet she’s terrified of people like Alexandria trying to exploit her.”
“This Alexandria strikes me as an opportunist,” Evalynn said.
“I’m surprised you know so little about her,” Jaina pointed out.
“I always knew she was there, but I didn't have much cause to use her brothel, so we didn't really cross paths,” Evalynn explained.
“I feel bad for Gisley,” Jania sighed. “She mentioned something about making a mistake. I wonder if she regrets picking her race?”
“It sounds to me like she has fully embraced it,” Roric replied. “Sneaking out to sing and dance in the moonlight. That sounds like somebody who loves what she is and wants to practice the lore behind her character.”
“I agree,” Evalynn said. “She must love what she is.”
“Then why did I get the impression that she was so sad?” Jaina replied. “Also, she asked me if I enjoyed being a prostitute. That’s the second time she’s asked me that.”
“Maybe she wants to be a prostitute?” Roric suggested.
“No,” Jaina said and thought about it some more. “Well, maybe, but I can’t help but feel there is something more to it.”
“Well, we will keep her secret, and I hope she finds happiness,” Roric said as he went to the chest, they collected the day before. He set it on the table and spilled out the contents to begin sorting the coins,
“I still make more money from dancing,” Jaina said as Roric finished. She leaned against one of the tent poles watching as Roric put the coins back into the chest and set it along the back wall.
“I know this might surprise you, but I don't intend to keep whoring you out,” Roric replied. “Sooner or later, we will make more from adventuring than we can with your body.”
“Whoring me out is what I am good for,” Jaina protested. “What else am I going to use my seduction powers on?”
“How about how you helped us get that chest without having to kill everything?” Roric asked. “Your skills are very good for crowd control.”
“And they are fun to watch,” Evalynn added with a smile.
“Do you have something about being watched?” Jaina asked with a wry smile.
Evalynn blushed and cleared her throat as Roric announced that she did indeed have a fantasy about being watched. It deepened her sense of submission if people saw her doing it.
“Hmm,” Jaina said as her smile grew. “So you like to be bound and dominated by beastmen while people watch. You're a kinky girl.”
“It’s just a couple of simple fantasies,” Evalynn groaned.
“They don't sound so simple to me,” Jaina said as she strutted toward the woman. “I can see it now. First, you are shackled to a pole while three gnolls eye you hungrily. Then, one by one, they rape your helpless body while a dozen players witness your defilement.”
Evalynn started to breathe heavily and had to look away as Jaina laughed and took one of her hands to rub it soothingly.
“After they are done raping you, they will take you down and put a heavy chain on your collar. They will walk you like a dog and force you to suck them off while their cum drips from your pussy.”
“Stop,” Evalynn begged as she shook from the image.
“I can't wait until we start the camp,” Jaina said and looked at Roric. “Then the real fun begins.”
“Anyway,” Roric said with a slight laugh. “I would like to be able to make a decent income from adventuring.”
“If you want to do that, you may want to consider locating the camp outside the spawn ring,” Evalynn suggested. “That way, you are close to where the monsters become challenging.”
“I have considered that,” Roric replied. “For right now, though, I want to earn a bit more coin then head south to find that world spawn dungeon we read about online.”
“You want to go to Black depths?” Evalynn asked.
“You are familiar with it?” Roric asked.
“I have heard of it,” Evalynn replied. “A massive dungeon complex that, as far as I know, has only been explored to the thirtieth level. I have known a lot of people who said they wanted to explore it, but they never come back to tell me how it went.”
“And you never left the area to find out for yourself,” Jaina added and took her hand. “But you will go with us wherever we go now. You are Roric’s property after all.”
“I go where my master goes,” Evalynn agreed.
“I was thinking about spending the day here until afternoon,” Roric said as he came up behind Jaina and wrapped his arms around her. “I am going to use you two to earn some experience, then look for something more to hunt.”
“I like being how you earn experience,” Jaina said as she chewed on her lip.
“You’re not going to tell me you already want another orgasm,” Roric said as he noticed the pleading expression.
“It’s your fault,” Jaina insisted. “You kept driving me wild with chains of orgasms, and now I am addicted.”
“I am going to take you back to the spriggans and leave you there for the day,” Roric said with a laugh and took her hands.
Jaina turned around so he could tie her hands behind her back. Then she went to her knees so her master could breed her. As always, the fucking was fierce and brutal, just the way Jaina was coming to like it. The constant pounding made her pussy throb and swell until it was beet red. She had three good orgasms and a final powerful one shared with him. Then he unloaded his bestial cum into her womb, and she moaned to know she’d been bred. Jaina liked knowing her womb was full of his sperm, hungrily seeking an egg to fertilize.
She sighed when Roric came out a minute later and quickly removed her collar. She was rather fond of being collared but realized that Evalynn needed her turn. Roric snapped it around the elven woman's neck and quickly turned her about to tie her hands. Jaina sat back and watched as a beast dominated the beautiful elf woman. She had no choice in the matter as her body belonged to him, and Roric made sure she understood it.
Afterward, they went looking for more gorlocks, and Roric soloed a few to test some new skills. Jaina was allowed to lure three of them to her arms and smiled as the beasts fed her addiction. With a tingling sensation between her legs, she walked back to the tent to the others as they talked about random things.
“So, how many orgasms is that today?” Evalynn asked as they walked back to the tent.
“Fifteen,” Jaina admitted with a smile. “And they were all wonderful.”
“I am creating an NPC just to keep you satisfied,” Roric said as he counted the horns collected from the gorlocks.
“You don't have to,” Jaina said as she thought back to yesterday. “I have a girlfriend now, and she can satisfy my cravings.”
“So you finally asked her, and she said yes?” Roric asked.
“I sure did,” Jaina replied. “Chandice and I are officially dating.”
“Hmm, I wonder if I should find another girl then?” Roric pondered.
“Don’t you dare,” Jaina scolded and waved a finger at him. “I expect you to fuck my girlfriend regularly.”
“This is such a strange and wonderful relationship,” Evalynn laughed.
“It is fun,” Jaina agreed. “To be so free to chase after sexual fantasies. I wish we had come to New Eden sooner.”
“I wish you two had come in sooner as well,” Evalynn agreed with a sad tone. “I might not have been alone for so long.”
“Oh,” Jaina said and took her hand. “I know you’ve had a hard time so far, but you’re with us now. You won’t ever be alone again, and you will always have a home.”
“Thank you,” Evalynn said and rubbed Jaina’s hand. “Now, what happens for the rest of the day?”
“We go back and get ready for Jaina's dance,” Roric said. “Also, I really need to spend your skill points.”
“Mine?” Evalynn asked.
“Both of yours,” Roric explained. “I notice whenever you take the collars off, whatever points I had spent on slave skills resets.”
“It must be one of the drawbacks of not locking it,” Jaina surmised.
“I have also been considering spending the points to get two collars,” he added and looked from one slave to the other. “That way, you can keep them on more frequently.”
“It would be a big help, but that’s a decent point investment,” Jaina observed.
“You get another one at thirty, don’t you?” Evalynn asked as the tent came into view.
“I get one every thirty levels,” Roric replied.
“Then, just wait until thirty,” Evalynn suggested. “I don’t need the collar to know I am yours. Though I do have one more fantasy.”
“Oh?” Jaina asked with a smile. “You are just full of these.”
“I am not,” Evalynn protested with a shy, embarrassed expression. “It was just that description you gave earlier about my existence in the camp. It's just that when the time comes that you have a permanent home and we don't travel anymore. I want you to lock me in a collar for good.”
“You understand you will never get out again?” Roric asked.
“I understand,” Evalynn replied. “And I want it to be just how Jaina described it.”
“Oh, you are a kinky thing,” Jaina laughed. “How did you last so long without going wild?”
“It wasn’t by choice,” Evalynn sighed as they reached the tent. “I would have loved for things to have been different, but I am glad how they turned out now.”
“Well, let's pack up and go home,” Roric said as he untied the magic rope and allowed the tent to collapse. It folded up in seconds until all that remained was the small bag tied with a green card. They left the forest and made the long trek back, arriving in town with several hours to spare. Roric took them directly to the inn, and the two women sat at a table while Roric went back to speak to the innkeeper.
“Hello,” came Chandice's cheerful voice as she sauntered to the table before leaning over to kiss Jaina. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too,” Jaina replied.
“Gisley has been asking about you all morning,” Chandice said. “She won’t say why, only that she hoped you were ok?”
Jaina and Evalynn exchanged knowing glances before replying to Chandice that Gisley had mentioned the woods were dangerous. She must have been worried they might be harmed.
“That girl always seems to be worried about something,” Chandice agreed. “Well, you're back, so can I get you something to eat or drink?”
“Wine,” Evalynn said with a smile. “Something deep red.”
“I will have what she's having,” Jaina agreed, so Chandice hurried off to fetch the drinks. She turned to Evalynn, who looked rather pleased with herself, and asked why wine?
“I have always been fond of wine,” Evalynn replied. “One of the boarding schools I was at bordered a vintner who made lovely red wines. I used to sneak into the rows of grapes just to get lost for a bit. I eventually met the man and worked for him a little bit. It was the most normal period of my life, and I will always remember it fondly.”
“I am glad you have some fond memories,” Jaina said.
“He experimented with his wines, and I occasionally got to sample some of them. I developed a taste for red wine in particular. I prefer the sweet taste,” she added.
“Is fantasy wine anything like the real stuff?” Jaina asked.
“It’s better in some ways, but it tastes false, if you know what I mean,” Evalynn offered.
“Well, then I look forward to trying some,” Jaina said as a woman in a barmaids dress arrived at the table.
“Jaina!” Gisley said a little louder than she meant. “I am glad to see you’re alright.”
“Were you worried that putting me to sleep in the middle of the forest might have left me vulnerable?” Jaina asked.
“I didn't want to,” Gisley said as she twisted nervously. “But I had to go, and you couldn't see.”
“Gisley,” Jaina began with a soft voice to be reassuring. “Evalynn understands how important your secret is, and she explained it to us. We all promise never to talk about it again.”
“Thank you,” Gisley squeaked in a musical voice, then looked at her nervously. “Are you dancing tonight?”
“I am,” Jaina replied. “I assume you are helping me as usual?”
“Of course I am,” Gisley said with a smile. “I like to help you.”
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“I assume you do, considering you volunteered to be my helper,” Jaina said.
“Oh,” Gisley replied and looked about nervously. “Please don't think I am doing something bad. I just needed to understand how you do it. I made a mistake, and I thought you could show me.”
Jaina and Evalynn shared another look as neither of them understood what the woman was getting at.
“Gisley, what is it you need from me?” Jaina asked.
“I can't tell you,” Gisley said as her cheeks went deep purple, and she took a step away. “I have to go. I am glad you're ok.” With that, she practically ran off, leaving Jaina and Evalynn as confused as ever.
“Do you see what I mean when I say she’s a mystery?” Jaina said.
“That girl must have a graveyard of skeletons in her closet,” Evalynn quipped.
“What is this nonsense about making a mistake?” Jaina asked. “That's twice she's mentioned it now.”
“Well, it's not her choice of race,” Evalynn said as Chandice arrived with the wine.
“I saw Gisley graced your table,” Chandice said as she set out two glasses and a full bottle of red. “I hope seeing you has soothed her nerves.”
“She seemed concerned that I might not be dancing tonight,” Jaina said.
“Oh, maybe that’s all it is?” Chandice laughed. “She was rather upset about you not dancing last night. She must really love collecting the coins for you, or maybe she likes undressing you.”
Jaina laughed and leaned forward to share another kiss with her girlfriend before going back to work. Evalynn poured the wine like a pro, showing Jaina how to swirl her glass just right, and savor the bouquet before tasting the wine.
“It’s important to get a good strong inhale of the aroma,” Evalynn explained. “It helps improve the taste.”
“You really did learn something on that farm,” Jaina said and held her glass up to her nose to inhale the scent. She took a sip and held it a moment as chandice instructed, allowing it to coat her tongue as she breathed through the nose. It was a smooth, fruity flavor with just a hint of a bite. All in all, a pleasing experience, and she quickly took another sip.
“To me, this tastes more like grape juice,” Evalynn said almost sadly. “A wine should grab hold of you and make you experience the flavor.”
“I am amazed you didn't pick a winemaker as your mundane class,” Jaina laughed.
“Did you happen to see what my mundane class is?” Evalynn asked.
“Umm, no?” Jaina replied, now curious as to what it was.
“I am a green warden. It's a mundane class that can only be chosen by fey races. It allows you to construct enchanted forests and farms. One of which I can use to grow grapes for wine,” Evalynn explained.
“So we have a farmer in our midst,” Jaina said with a raised glass. “But will you have time to work your fields with all those gnolls to please?”
Evalynn laughed and had to set her wine down until the humor had passed. They were just about to pour a second round when a shadow fell over their table.
“Mind if I join you?” Alexandria asked.
“You!” Evalynn shouted and came to her feet as she reached for her weapon.
“Evalynn!” Jaina shouted as people in the common room began to stare. “Just be calm a moment.” Evalynn frowned at the very suggestion but remained standing as she stared the unwelcome woman down.
“So, I take it that’s a no?” Alexandria asked.
“What could you possibly want now?” Jaina asked. “After what you pulled, I am surprised you had the gall to come in here.”
“I wanted to apologize,” Alexandria said with a hand to her chest. “I have to admit I still think you are being wasted as his slave girl, but I can see you aren't going to budge.”
“I am glad that finally got through,” Jaina said as she frowned. “But it’s Roric you should be apologizing to.”
“You should be on your hands and knees to kiss his feet,” Evalynn added.
“Where did you come from?” Alexandria balked as she gave Evalynn a sneer. “I heard you were supposed to be some kind of tough knight who hated beastmen.”
“I have been tamed by master Roric,” Evalynn replied. “He beat me in fair combat and took me as a slave.”
“Ha,” Alexandria laughed. “You’re wearing a cheap nonmagical collar. He has nothing to keep you from walking out of here and going your own way.”
“Not everybody needs to be magically bound to know who their master is,” Jaina countered. “Judging by how you just said that I have to wonder how many of your slaves are happy.”
“I keep my slaves in luxury and comfort,” Alexandria replied as she turned back to Jaina. “And you would have been a queen among them.”
“But would you have loved me like Roric does?” Jaina asked.
“What has love got to do with anything?” Alexandria asked.
“That just told me all I needed to know,” Jaina replied with a shake of her head.
“You, get out of here!” Roric barked as he arrived in the doorway.
“Now’s your chance to apologize,” Jaina suggested with a smile.
“Forget you three!” Alexandria scoffed. “I don't know what makes you girls fawn over a worthless beast like him, but it makes me sick.”
Evalynn went to skewer her, but Jaina held up a hand to bring her to calm. She leaned over the table and patted Alexandria's hand as if to comfort her.
“One day, you will understand,” she said with a pleased expression.
Alexandria jerked her hand away and stormed out, leaving Jaina with a rather pleasant idea.
“You should have let me kill her,” Evalynn growled as she sat down to finish her drink.
“That would have been so messy,” Jaina said and looked up to Roric as he arrived at the table.
“And why are you so happy?” he asked as he noted her expression.
“Oh, I just had an idea for tonight’s dance,” Jaina said and activated copy appearance.
[lvl 2 Morphic skill: Copy Appearance] Become an exact copy of anyone you have touched in the last 24 hours.
With that, her form blurred, and a moment later, she was an exact copy of Alexandria down to every last hair.
“I wonder if people would love to see this body dance and strip for them tonight?” Jaina said with a smile.
“I bet they would prefer to pound it later,” Roric said. “I heard a rumor that she prefers women and hates the thought of touching a man. There have been some fiery confrontations where she has told a man off for approaching her.”
“Oh, even better,” Jaina laughed. “Why don't you line them up and send them in. I want everybody who wants a turn at this body to get a chance.”
Jain changed back and went to the back halls to get dressed, then went on stage to a cheering crowd as her normal human appearance. She then took a moment to address the group, thanking them for the kind rescue the day before. Then she strutted along the edge, teasing the crowd and asking them if they would like to help her get a little naughty revenge.
People cheered as she returned to the center of the stage and looked out with a broad smile.
“Then how would you like to see this body strip for you tonight?” She blurred before their eyes, and a moment later, she was Alexandria, right down to the voice.
Coins started to fall before the music had even begun playing, and men rushed to the wall to put in their offers. The music began, and Jaina started to sway, amazed at how many men wanted a chance at Alexandria’s body.
It was minutes into the song when Gisley tugged at the dress, and off it came. People cheered to see the creamy skin on display, and the coins rolled around the stage in earnest. A minute later, the bra came off, and breasts no mad was allowed to see were on full display. It was a rain of coins to get the panties off, and Gisley was at her hips pulling the strings in no time at all. Off they came to reveal the hidden treasure, and the minstrels took up the slow sexy dance.
Jaina's hands wandered her body, feeling every curve that was Alexandria. It wasn't long before Gisley pinched her rear, indicating it was time to play between her legs. A hand moved lower, sliding into place, and Jaina nearly laughed to discover Alexandria was perfectly shaved. She had a full luscious pussy, with soft pink lips, and Jaina made sure everyone got to see it. She spun and waived in her slow sensual way, her fingers teasing the flesh at the center. Then, in Alexandria's voice, she began to moan, singing loudly so they could all hear what the woman in the throes of passion sounded like.
She had orgasm after orgasm as people threw coins in a near-constant rain, forcing her to keep masturbating for their entertainment. Once again, Roric had to call a stop to the coins, stating Jaina didn't have enough time to masturbate for them all. Still, the coins were thrown, and Gisley swept them in bags until, at last, it was time for the next phase.
Hours of using erotic dance and seductive smiles left a room full of men wildly hungry. Evalynn had to turn a few away from the stage while Jaina danced, assuring them they would get what they wanted later. Now Jaina was in the back room getting ready when somebody knocked on the door.
“Come in,” Jaiana called as she straightened the blankets on the bed. She heard the door open and turned to see the sparkling eyes of Gisley.
“Gisley?” Jaina asked. “Is something wrong?”
“I just wanted to ask you if you are looking forward to this?” Gisley said.
Jaina tried her hardest to understand why the poor girl asked such questions. She seemed overly concerned about Jaina's prostitution but in an oddly curious sort of way.
“Gisley, come sit here,” Jaina said as she sat on the bed and patted the place next to her. Gisley slowly walked over and sat beside Jaina, looking at the floor as she tapped a foot. “Now, what is this all about?”
“I can’t tell you,” Gisley said and let out a sigh. “I made a mistake.”
“You keep saying that,” Jaina interrupted. “What mistake did you make?”
“I am afraid to let anyone know,” Gisley replied as tears started to run down her cheeks. “But seeing you do it, I thought maybe it wasn’t so bad. You always seem so happy.”
“If you mean selling my body for sex, then yes, I am very happy, but why would you be concerned it was bad? Are you religious or something?” Jaina guessed at the woman's problem, but her efforts were in vain.
“No,” Gisley replied and let out a pained squeak. “I just. I made a mistake, and now I can't fix it!” She started to cry profusely and ran from the room, leaving Jaina speechless. Evalynn arrived at the door as the girl dashed out, so she looked in and asked what had happened.
“I haven't the slightest idea,” Jaina said. “She was trying to tell me something, and then she fell apart.”
“I am telling you, that girl has more skeletons in her closet than the necromancer kings had in their armies,” Evalynn sighed.
“Maybe she's a necromancer!” Jaina said excitedly. “That would certainly explain her strangeness.”
“Ha,” Evalynn laughed. “Nobody is stupid enough to pick that class after what happened.”
“I read about it online,” Jaina agreed. “To think a massive war between players actually happened. But it never said how it ended.”
“I don't know anybody who can say how it did either,” Evalynn added. “But your first customers are here. Shall I send one in?”
Jaina waved her on, and the sex began as dozens of men lined up to sample the delights of Alexandria. Some of the men clearly had sour dealings with her as they asked Jaina to pretend to be begging them to forgive her. She played along, fulfilling every heart's desire, until after a long night and several changes of bed linens, Evalynn reappeared to tell her she was finished.
“I am tired,” Jaina said as Evalynn helped her up.
“You should be,” Evalynn laughed. “By my count, that was fifty-four men.”
“What? How is that possible?” Jaina said in alarm.
“You have no idea what time it is, do you?” Evalynn asked.
“I, I guess not,” Jaina said as she looked around the windowless room. It was impossible to gauge the time, and the sex had kept her distracted. She knew it was an unusually high number, but so many seemed impossible.
“It’s nine in the morning,” Evalynn said. “You have been fucking nonstop for twelve hours.”
“Twelve hours? How am I still alive?” Jaina cried as she put her head in her hands. “I didn't even notice the time pass.”
“Roric says you have a passive skill that refreshes your stamina after sex. He thinks because you kept going, it kept you awake. He joked you could probably stay awake for a year if we could find enough men to feed you,” Evalynn explained and sat on the edge of the bed. “And now I have something else to tell you.”
“Please tell me Roric is giving me the day off,” Jaina said.
“No, it's about Gisley,” Evalynn said. “She came back about an hour after she ran out. She wanted to see what you were doing, so I allowed her to peek through the door. She watched you for hours with tears in her eyes. Then, when it got late, she said she had to go and would be at the place where you two met to sing a song for you.”
“I will find out what is bothering that girl if it kills me,” Jaina said as she tried to puzzle out what was eating the poor girl alive.
“I have to admit I am starting to feel sorry for her,” Evalynn admitted. “She always seems so cheerful and happy, but there is a sadness haunting her soul.”
“The mistake she made that can't be fixed,” Jaina said as she pondered the answer to the puzzle that was Gisley. “Well, I think I have had enough sex for the night. I hope our master is pleased with the haul.”
“Over a thousand gold again,” Evalynn said with a nod. “And I am told several offers for your hand in marriage.”
“I wonder how long it will take word to get back to Alexandria?” Jaina laughed just before a voice echoed through the inn.
“Where is that fucking whore!” Alexandria shouted.
Evalynn smiled at Jaina and patted her hand.
“I think she already knows.”