The Deviant Dominant

Elvira opened the door, her brow furrowed in curiosity. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit? I’ve been staying out of trouble, I promise.”

 

“I just want to have a talk with my older sister,” responded Laera.

 

“With Lukas here?” Elvira asked suspiciously.

 

“I thought you would appreciate his presence,” Laera said in a mysterious tone.

 

“Now I know something is up,” Elvira said, arching an eyebrow. “I suppose you can come in.”

 

Once settled in her older sister’s room, Laera wasted no time bluntly kicking off the conversation. “Elvira, blackmailing Lukas was possibly the most hurtful thing you could have ever done to me.”

 

Elvira's face grew somber. “Oh, I can understand if you still harbor resentment toward me–”

 

“Hold up,” Laera interjected. “I don’t want to reopen old wounds. That’s not the purpose of our visit. I want to tell you that I’m proud of you. You’ve worked so hard to make things right. I didn’t think it was possible for you to exceed my expectations, but you’ve completely blown me away. I’ve never been happier to call you my sister.”

 

“Wow,” the older Anoran said, her heart swelling with emotion as she locked eyes with her sister. “I’m really touched. I was so scared I had ruined our relationship. Hearing that means so much to me.”

 

Laera smiled warmly. “I want to reward you for all your hard work.”

 

“No,” Elvira said, shaking her head. “What I did was completely reprehensible. I deserved every bit of punishment. Having a better relationship with you is all the reward I need.”

 

“Really?” Laera said, barely holding her smile back. “Because for your reward, I was going to let my boyfriend take your virginity.”

 

Elvira’s jaw dropped, leaving her momentarily speechless as she processed Laera’s words. After several seconds, a spark of desire flickered in her blue eyes. “Now that you mention it, some of those tasks were excessive. With what Fiona did right before my inauguration, maybe I do deserve a little bit of a reward.” 

 

“Just to set some ground rules,” Laera said, “this doesn’t grant you a free pass to him whenever you want. You will keep any… bonuses you get from Lukas, but our team takes priority when it comes to upgrades.”

 

“Upgrades?”

 

“It will make more sense in the morning,” Laera simply stated.

 

“Are you pulling a prank on me? If it’s like that date I was supposed to go on, I’m going to be pissed.”

 

“Nope,” Laera said smugly. “Feel free to pinch yourself, though. I’ll see you in the morning.” With that, she strolled casually towards the door.

 

“You’re really going to leave me alone with him?” Elvira asked, still stunned.

 

“Of course,” Laera said over her shoulder. “I am not a pervert like you. I’m not going to watch my sister get fucked.”

 

“Excuse me?” Lukas interrupted with a commanding tone, challenging Laera’s claim to innocence.

 

“Umm…” Laera stammered, “what I meant was I want this to be special for you.” She scurried out the door, leaving Elvira alone with the man who’d long since become a fixture in all of her sexual dreams. 

 

The elf finally recovered from the surprising turn of events and stared at Lukas hungrily. “Since it’s just the two of us, I have a request,” Elvira said

 

“I’m usually the one to make the requests, Elvira,” he replied.

 

“I’m very aware,” Elvira said, “but I think you’ll like this one.”

 

Instead of responding, Lukas just raised an eyebrow.

 

“Well,” Elvira said in an uncharacteristically nervous voice, “could we pretend that you are punishing me? For the blackmailing? I might resist a little bit, but I already know you can handle it.”

 

“But can you handle it?” Lukas retorted. “If I’m punishing you, I will get rough.”

 

“Do your worst.”

 

“Safeword?” Lukas asked.

 

“Won’t need it, but if you insist – Frelich.”

 

“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” Lukas teased.

 

“Just because no man has been strong enough to take me doesn’t mean my imagination hasn’t indulged in fantasies.”

 

“One of those fantasies was blackmailing me into submission?”

 

Elvira bit her lip. “Yeah.”

 

“Or maybe you did it knowing I was strong enough to retaliate. Maybe the core fantasy all along was to provoke me into punishing you like the naughty whore you are.” Lukas stepped forward and wrapped his big hand around the elf’s throat. Elvira gulped under his gaze, though with some difficulty, given her suddenly constricted neck.

 

“Who are you, Elvira?” Lukas demanded. “Are you just a selfish bitch who thinks she can use her charm and beauty to get men to do whatever she wants?" Elvira just looked up at him with her wide blue eyes.

 

"You need someone to teach you your place,” Lukas said as he pulled the whimpering elf over to the bed. He sat down and forced her over his lap. The girl’s platinum blonde hair spilled onto the floor as he yanked down her panties in one swift motion. Elvira’s legs tensed up in surprise but relaxed as Lukas’ strong hand glided over her pale buttocks. “You’ve got quite the spankable ass.”

 

"You wouldn't dare spank me!" Elvira shouted, her fire finally returning, even in her compromising position. "I'll throw your ass out onto–" Her threat was interrupted by the first smack of his big hand. She yelped in surprise before looking over her shoulder. "You're going to pay for that."

 

Lukas continued to rain down smacks onto her ass, each blow eliciting louder cries. His handprints rapidly turned her pale bottom a deep red. She squirmed under his grip as she attempted to break free. She was deceptively strong, but his powerful arms kept her in place. "Don't bother trying to struggle," Lukas said, his voice laced with amusement. "I'll enjoy it." His words prompted another unsuccessful attempt from Elvira to wriggle free from his unyielding hold on her. He added a few more hard whacks, making sure Elvira's ass wouldn’t be returning to its natural skin color anytime soon. The elf’s resistance softened as her cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure. Her hips began to buck in an attempt to grind against the leg of her captor. 

 

"Getting impatient?" Lukas asked. "I know what you want." He slid his fingers between her legs, feeling the copious wetness dripping out of her slit. 

 

"Fuck off, you arrogant prick!"

 

He ripped off her flimsy nightgown in response and forced her to her knees. His hand had a firm grip of her hair, which was necessary, because the elf was flailing her head around trying to break free. She had nowhere to hide, though, and his massive cock was soon in front of her face. "You've got a lot to learn, you fucking slut," Lukas said, slapping her cheek with its meaty head.

 

"Get that thing out of my face! I'm not putting that in my mouth."

 

"You seemed very interested in my cock when you were trying to blackmail me. What happened? Intimidated?"

 

Lukas rubbed the head of his cock against her lips, smearing his precum over her face. Elvira tried to turn her head away, but Lukas' grip on her hair prevented her escape. He pressed his cock against her lips, forcing her mouth open. As soon as it was, he thrust inside, shoving his big cock deep in her throat. He let out a loud moan as he felt her tongue slide against the bottom of his shaft. 

 

“Do you remember how you tried to humiliate me?” Lukas asked as he pulled his cock out of Elvira’s mouth, letting her gasp for breath. “You thought I would be your sex slave. Now it’s your turn to bel humiliated.”

 

Lukas spit on Elvira’s face before shoving his cock back in her mouth. The increasingly disheveled Anoran struggled to breathe under the Dominant’s assault on her throat. He only pulled his cock out to slap her across the face with his rock-hard rod. The elf’s face was covered in spit and precum. He made her drool all over herself, the saliva dripping off her chin and onto the floor. 

 

"Do you understand your place now, elf?" Lukas asked, draping his member across the Anoran's face. "It's right here, underneath my cock."

 

"You bastard," Elvira mustered up enough defiance to say. "You think a big dick puts you in charge?"

 

"When it comes to a filthy slut like you, it does."

 

Lukas reached around her head, grabbed his cock, and rammed it back into her orifice. He could feel Elvira suck him in deeper; despite her defiance, she was eager to please. He didn't let her get away with it that easily, though; he spit in her face again and again as he shoved even more of his cock into her throat until she gagged. He let his cock slip out of her mouth and slapped her face again. The elf looked up at him with her blue eyes, tears streaming down her face, spit drooling off her chin. Lukas admired her beauty before picking her up and throwing her on the bed.

 

He climbed on top of her, his cock in the air as he admired her curves. She had big boobs, and the pink nipples that capped them were already hard. Her thighs were closed tightly as she continued to put up resistance. "Don't play coy with me, slut," Lukas said, running his fingers up her legs. "You've been begging to have your tight little pussy ruined by my big cock."

 

"Fuck you," Elvira said with a pouty look on her face. 

 

"Maybe later," Lukas said dryly. "I'm fucking you first."

 

"I'm not giving my virginity to you," Elvira said in a haughty voice. "I'm an Anoran." She knew exactly what buttons she was pressing.

 

"Spread your legs for me," Lukas ordered. Elvira just smirked at him and shook her head in defiance. The Dominant gave her a wicked grin and laid a firm slap across her perky tits. He grabbed her thighs and attempted to pry them open. Her legs fought viciously against his use of force, once again demonstrating her impressive strength, but a deep growl emanated from his lips as he overpowered the elf, exposing her unsullied pussy.

 

"I'm going to fuck you, you arrogant bitch," Lukas said as he aligned his cock with her tight hole, "and I'm going to take great pleasure in watching you become addicted to my cock." The elf placed her hands on his chest in an attempt to resist his entry, but her small frame was easily dominated by his larger one. Elvira cried out as Lukas split her hymen and stretched out her tight pussy. The elven hands on his chest abandoned their quest to push him away, and instead gripped him tightly. He grabbed her waist and slammed his cock into her, fully conquering her tight Anoran cunt.

 

Elvira gasped as she felt Lukas' cock dominating her, and any pretense of her resistance was hastily dropped.  She moaned in ecstasy, her body completely consumed with pleasure as he pounded into her, her hands loosened their tight grip and began caressing his muscles. "Oh fuck!" she screamed out. "This is so much better than I imagined."

 

"You're tight," Lukas groaned with approval, as he slammed his entire length into her, "but I'm going to break you in."

 

He pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. He shoved her ass into the air, exposing her freshly fucked pussy to him. He pressed his thumb into her puckered asshole. "You can't resist me, Elvira. Not when you're face down, ass up," Lukas said with amusement in his voice. He thrust back into her tight pussy, using his thumb to stretch out her ass. "You're taking my cock so well. You were always meant to be my fucktoy. You just had to earn it first."

 

Lukas slammed his cock into her, feeling her pussy tremble as she got closer to climax. "Cum for me, you filthy slut." The elf's moans grew louder as he continued to fuck her, his hands groping at her ass. His thumb was fully in her rear hole, and she swayed back and forth, meeting his thrusts. Her whole body shuddered as she came, her pussy quivering around his cock. He continued to pound her through her orgasm, nearing his eruption. He finally came, spewing his load into her elven cunt.

 

Elvira rolled over to her side, wearing the widest smile Lukas had ever seen on her face. "Laera said I have you for the entire night?"

 

"I–"

 

"I'm fairly certain that's what she said," Elvira asserted. "We definitely won't be wasting any time sleeping."

 

"Laera needed some recovery time after her first time–"

 

"I'm not a prissy teenager like Laera."

 

Lukas snarled, and once again found his hand wrapped around the elf's throat before he even realized he was grabbing at her. "It seems like you need another lesson in respect."

 

Elvira’s lips parted in a mischievous grin, responding to him without uttering a single word.

 

***

 

True to Elvira’s word, she and Lukas emerged from her bedroom in the morning, not having gotten a wink of sleep. Lukas groaned internally, knowing he was going to pay dearly for his all-nighter. He also knew he wouldn’t be complaining about ravaging the elven beauty.

 

They found Gwyn preparing breakfast. Upon seeing their bedraggled state, the half-elf set her pan of bacon down and hurried over to give the deflowered Anoran a hug. “Welcome to the club!”

 

Fiona strolled in. “Ahhh! I thought we were going to hold it over her for at least another week.”

 

“I think she earned it,” said Gemma as she filed in behind the redhead.

 

“Did Lukas do the full binding?” Gwyn asked the Anoran. Elvira just gave her a confused look. The Half-elf chef glanced over to the Dominant, who gave a subtle nod.

 

“What are you talking about?” Elvira asked.

 

“Ha!” Fiona laughed. “She hasn’t figured it out yet.”

 

“Figure out what? Tell me, dammit!” Elvira’s astute intelligence would have normally figured it out, but she had just been fucked silly all night. 

 

“How does that work, anyway?” Fiona asked curiously. “Do you have to trigger a skill?”

 

“Sort of,” Lukas said with a shrug. “As long as someone mentally accepts my dominance over them, and they climax while I’m fucking them, it kind of just happens in the background.”

 

“What are you talking about?!” Elvira asked in a desperate shout.

 

“Could you avoid creating the connection?” Gemma asked curiously.

 

“I think so,” Lukas said. “I have to accept their offering of submission, too.”

 

The rest of the group joined them as breakfast was served. Elvira persistently pestered them throughout the entire meal. After clearing their plates, the tournament-bound Adventures hastily readied themselves for a day in the caverns.

 

“You are just messing with me, aren’t you?” Elvira said with manufactured confidence. “There’s nothing to figure out.”

 

Laera, who was following the rest of her team towards the front door, finally had mercy on her elder sister. “Check your profile.”

 

“Check my profile?”

 

The party of Adventurers rushed out the door and made it halfway down the street before the older Anoran burst out of the mansion.

 

“Wait! What did you do?! How?!”

 

***

 

The party of six spent the day fighting in the caves, collecting a bounty of both experience and loot. Lukas struggled mightily against his total lack of sleep,  especially as the day wore on into evening. Finally finished with the caverns, Lukas trudged back through the Mystic Forest behind all five of his teammates, each sluggish step bringing him closer to his bed.

 

Everyone was aware of the sad state of their fearless leader, but Fiona was the most vocal about it. “I was just starting to like the Anoran bitch but then she had to go and do this to Lukas?” the redhead complained. “Does she not realize we are training for a tournament… and that he has five other women to satisfy? From now on, she only gets supervised visits.”

 

“She certainly ‘milked’ everything out of her reward,” Lucy commented wryly.

 

Arriving home, Lukas stumbled up to the bedroom and collapsed on his bed. Though he welcomed sleep, someone had other ideas. 

 

Unaware of how much time had passed – if any at all – Lukas realized his dick was at full attention. Then he felt something soft, warm, and wet wrapped around it. He opened his eyes and saw red hair splayed across his lower abdomen. Still only half awake, Lukas groggily concluded that Fiona had been working on him for a while; he was already feeling the familiar tightening of his balls. He groaned as the redhead’s oral efforts produced more than a mouthful of thick, creamy results.

 

“Couldn’t resist any longer, huh?”

 

“It’s your fault,” Fiona scoffed. “You gave me a craving for your cock and then you started holding out on me.”

 

“How long was I out?” Lukas asked. “Did I miss dinner?”

 

The freckled assassin giggled. “If you hurry down, you might catch the tail end of breakfast.”

 

Lukas’ eyes widened in shock. “Oh.”

 

The tall Adventurer made it down to the dining room in time to get a bite to eat, and then his team was off for another day at the caverns. With some proper rest behind him, Lukas led the charge, enthusiastic to explore yet another dark and winding  labyrinth.

 

The team penetrated deep into the mountain, facing tougher enemies and earning lucrative loot. Upon returning to the mansion, all of the girls were insistent that Lukas harvest more Dominance experience, especially since they had missed out on the opportunity the previous night. Their efforts proved fruitful the next morning, and Lucy was slated to receive the next upgrade.

 

Lukas awoke to find himself spooning his caramel-skinned beauty, with his arms wrapped around her alluring curves. Given that his hands were already cupping her abundant breasts, he decided to have some morning fun. His fingertips traced around her areolas, eliciting moans from the resting archer. He progressed to pinching at her nipples, prompting her to grind her bare ass into his crotch. “Dammit,” he said, “I wanted to give you a bonded skill level, but now I want to give you something else first.” 

 

A husky whisper came from Lucy. “Then give it to me.”

 

Lukas slid into her wet and waiting slit. They both groaned in pleasure as Lukas sunk into her depths. The Dominant used his firm grip on her tits to drive his rod deeper, burying his entire length into his gorgeous bedmate. With his cock still throbbing in her pussy, he climbed on top of his submissive, gaining leverage to fuck her thoroughly. The bed creaked in protest of the two lovers’ actions, but neither were interested in holding back. As his cock pistoned into her, he reached up to grab her hair, forcing her head up so that he could look into her eyes. “You are so fuckable, Lucy.”

 

Lucy closed her eyes in bliss, embracing her approaching orgasm.  “The things you do to my body, Master,” she moaned. The caramel-skinned girl could no longer hold it in. “I’m coming. Oh fuck yes, I’m coming!” she screamed. Her pussy squeezed around Lukas’ cock, eliciting a groan from her still-rutting Dominant.

 

“Enjoying that big cock?” he asked, her monas answering for her. Lukas drove wildly into the brunette, his own climax on the horizon.

 

Lucy locked gazes with Lukas, licking her lips and suggesting a potential target for his load. The Dominant growled, approving of her proposition. He pulled out, pushed her on her back, and straddled her upper chest, pointing his hose directly at her face. He pumped out a huge amount of cum, coating her face in his spunk. “Good girl,” he said. “Now clean me up.”

 

Lucy did not hesitate. She eagerly licked his cock clean, slurping down his remaining seed. Her tongue then turned to his balls, making sure to get him completely clean. She gave him a bright smile, most of her face still covered in his seed.

 

Looking at the sleeping girls around them, Lucy scoffed in mock disappointment. “How did no one wake up from that?”

 

Fiona arose, rubbing her eyes. “I woke up just in time to see Lukas empty his balls all over your face. I bet you could get Laera to lick it off.”

 

“I want to wear it a little bit longer,” Lucy said.

 

Lukas chuckled. “Seems like only Fiona got to enjoy our show. Can I upgrade your twin before Laera gets a little extra breakfast?” Lucy eagerly offered him her profile.

 

<<<

Luciana Corzo

General Class: Ranger

Main Class: Archer

Level 12

 

Stats:
Strength: 21.9

Agility: 27.9

Mentality: 17.8

Vigor: 15.1

 

Skills:

Sniper (Passive) - Level 4 - headshots do x2.25 damage

Favorable Wind (Triggered) - Level 3 - for the next 30 seconds, arrows fly 30% further

Moonshot (Triggered) - Maxed - imbue arrow with glowing power, increasing damage by x3 and stunning enemy for 2 seconds

Light Them Up (Ultimate) - Maxed - launch an arrow that explodes on impact dealing major area-of-effect damage to enemies in a medium radius

 

Bonded Skills:

Show Off (Passive) - Level 2 - all cooldowns reduced by 20%

Twin Peaks (Triggered) - Maxed - summons a replica of the Obedient subject for 60 seconds, replica can use Skills, Obedient subject must be topless to trigger

>>>

 

“Wicked!” Lucy exclaimed while giving a nod of approval to her upgrade. “If I plan it right, I can use my abilities twice.”

 

“Could you not use abilities before?” Lukas asked.

 

“No!” Lucy said, feigning offense. “How did you not notice that?”

 

Fiona came to Lukas’ defense – partially. “Lucy, Lukas is a horndog. There’s only one thing he notices about your bonded skill, and it’s not whether your twin can use abilities or not.”

 

“Wait,” Laera said in a sleepy voice. “Lucy’s twin can use abilities now?”

 

“Yeah,” Lucy responded. “I can’t wait to try it out.”

 

“Laera,” Fiona interjected, speaking to the elf, “snack time.”

 

“Huh?” Laera’s eyes latched onto Lucy. “Oh!” The blonde mage’s hungry lips approached the archer’s messy face.

 

***

 

The group of six Adventurers stood at the mouth of a cave, steeling themselves for the unknown depths ahead. In the entrance cavern, they trounced on a pair of shadow grizzlies and then sliced through a dozen enlarged spiders in the next room. They ambushed a band of goblins, tore through a dozen mutated alligators, and smashed through an army of skeletal soldiers all within the first hour of their cave run. Lukas and his companions were determined to maintain their furious momentum, committed to delving deeper than ever before.

 

Their battles increased in difficulty, gradually slowing their pace. After hours and hours of venturing through the caverns, they came to a dead end. The chamber they found themselves in was expansive. On one side of the room, a majestic waterfall cascaded down from an outcropping of jagged rock. The water fell in a graceful arc, plummeting into a crystal-clear pool that shimmered beneath the faint light. Mist swirled above the surface, beckoning the visitors over with refreshing fingers.

 

Opposite the waterfall was a fearsome contrast. Across the cavern, a stream of lava spilled molten rock like fiery curtains from a crevice in the stone above. The lava flowed with a powerful and mesmerizing force, illuminating the cavern with a warm, ominous glow. Streams of bright orange and red snaked their way down the slope, hissing and sputtering as they met the cooler air. The heat radiated from the flow, creating a shimmering haze that danced in the ambient light.

 

The dead end was a place of beauty, but Lukas knew there were secrets lurking within the walls. “Spread out,” he called out to his team. “I bet we will find something good.”

 

Lukas first waded into the pool, the cold water numbing his legs. He discovered a fissure underneath the water, on the base on the cave wall. It was barely big enough for Lukas to stick his arm through, but it allowed the water to drain, preventing the waterfall from flooding the cavern. Turning towards the waterfall, he had a different angle from his position in the pool. Something caught his eyes, and he sloshed a few steps forward and leaned out to confirm what he suspected: there was an opening hidden behind the waterfall.

 

“Come look at this,” he announced, gesturing his team over.

 

The girls wandered over and viewed the hidden passageway. “That wasn’t too difficult to find,” Lucy commented.

 

Lara gazed thoughtfully at the waterfall, then turned her eyes towards the hotter, more fiery side of the chamber. The trickle of lava melded with the wall, and there wasn’t nearly the volume of falling liquid that the waterfall boasted. There was no hidden passage behind the lava, but that didn’t stop the gears from turning in the elf’s head.

 

“Do you see that chuck of rock in the middle there?” Laera asked out loud to no one in particular. Upon receiving several nods, she continued. “It has a slightly lighter tone to it, and it looks like it’s been folded over and over again. My guess is that that portion has recently solidified.”

 

Lukas nodded, contemplating the elf’s observations. “Lucy, do you still have an explosive arrow handy?”

 

“Yes, Sir,” she replied. She notched an arrow and pulled back her bowstring. The arrow went flying directly towards the area Laera had pointed out. The explosion echoed off the cavern walls with tremendous force. The remnants of the shockwave even blew back on the Adventurers standing in the pool.

 

When the dust settled, Laera’s keen eye had proven once again to be valuable. In the exact location that the mage had pointed out, there was a gap in the lava-formed rock. Lukas and Gemma ventured over and chipped away the opening until the secret tunnel behind it was fully revealed.

 

“Looks like we have a choice to make,” Lukas said.

 

“My judgment could be off on this,” Gemma said, “but I think if it’s a fight, the fire one will be more difficult.”

 

“So you think we should try the water one?” Lukas asked.

 

“No,” Gemma answered. “I think we should take the challenge.”

 

“What if we check out the lava one first?” Fiona suggested. “Then we could always have the water one as a backup. The lava tunnel might get blocked again, but the water one should still be open when we get back.”

 

“If the fire one is more difficult,” Gwyn added, “then it will be good to do that first. We can utilize any skills we need for that battle, and leave whatever is left over for the water challenge.”

 

“We don’t know for sure which one is more difficult,” Lukas said. “For all we know, they could be evenly matched, but Fiona is right. Look, there’s already lava cooling down in the opening we just made. Let’s head through there first.”

 

The group of women followed their tall leader into the tunnel, avoiding the molten rock that was trickling down the sides. The tunnel was cramped, its rough walls warm to the touch. Beads of sweat quickly formed on their brows as they navigated through the rocky channel. The low rumble of the lava behind them faded with distance, replaced by a crackling sound that echoed ominously.

 

“Stay alert,” Lukas cautioned, guiding them forward. The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and heat, making each breath feel heavy. The earthy tones of the rock shifted to a deep crimson hue, hinting that they were approaching the heart of fire. The narrow passage widened into a larger chamber, revealing a mesmerizing yet terrifying sight.

 

In the center of the room stood a fire elemental boss awaiting its challengers. The fiery fiend radiated power. Its burning body was a symphony of flame and molten stone, melding together in an ever-shifting dance of colors from deep, glowing reds to bright, scorching yellows. The enemy boss wasted no time demonstrating its elemental prowess to the intruders. With a sweeping motion of its arm, a wave of fire erupted from its fingertips, streaking toward the adventurers like a racing wave of destruction. Lukas and his companions instinctively dodged, the heat washing over them, bringing with it the searing smell of sulfur and charred earth.

 

Lukas barely avoided the opening attack and quickly regained his footing. He glanced at the elemental, which was already preparing its next onslaught, howling with rage. 

 

“Spread out and watch for its patterns!” he shouted, sprinting away from the group with his swords raised high. Gwyn and Lucy moved to the edges of the cavern and readied their bows to strike. Gemma and Fiona maneuvered similarly to Lukas as they endeavored to encircle the boss. More flaming volleys were thrown at the fighters, though they still managed to arrange themselves for an assault.

 

The three melee fighters lunged forward and began striking the enemy, though their blades did not inflict much damage on its flickering body. Lukas noticed that he was taking fire damage solely by striking the primal creature at close range. The next spell from the elemental boss exacted an even more painful cost to their melee foray. The flaming beast unleashed a fiery explosion from its core, flinging the Adventures back and causing heavy fire damage. The three dazed fighters didn’t get any recovery time, as the creature hurled more fiery projectiles towards them. Gwyn leapt into the inner circle, catching two of the fireballs with her body.

 

“Fuck,” Lukas yelled, even as he felt the healing effects from Gwyn. “We might be overmatched.”

 

“I’m going to go check something,” Laera shouted out. “I’ll be right back!”

 

“What?!” Lukas exclaimed, but didn’t have long to ponder on why the mage was abandoning the fight as he moved swiftly to dodge the enemy’s fire whip. Lukas charged forward with Gwyn on his tail while Fiona and Gemma retreated.

 

Lukas whirled his blades expertly at his foe, scoring several hits. The magic that would have been burning Lukas away was counteracted by his petite ally standing at his side. Still, he wasn’t making much progress, and the elemental was tossing fireballs out at his girls, caring little to engage in any traditional melee combat. One of the attacks caught Gemma on her shoulder, and she yelped as she fell to the ground and rolled, trying to extinguish the flame. Another attack struck Lucy on her hip, causing her to drop her bow and scream in pain. Lukas grunted with frustration as he tried to slice through the fire beast’s neck to no avail. Then a pair of water spells slammed into the burning elemental, cooling off its dominant performance.

 

Where did that come from? Lukas stole a glance over shoulder, catching sight of his blonde mage returning alongside two exotic figures. 

 

A pair of trident-wielding water naiads stormed into the furnace bewitched by Laera’s terrifying Ultimate. Their skin shimmered in shades of aquamarine, adorned with glimmering hints of scales that reflected the surrounding light. Delicate strands of iridescent seaweed flowed through their hair, cascading gracefully to their shoulders. Each naiad was clothed in flowing dresses that clung to their forms, crafted from translucent fabric. They embodied an otherworldly beauty that stood in stark contrast to the fiery chaos that he was currently battling.

 

The most beautiful part about them – at least in that moment, to Lukas – was their water magic. They bombarded the fire elemental with pellets of ice and blades of water, directly countering the boss’ power. Targeting the cooled-off, recently-hit spots on the flaming fiend proved to be highly effective as Lukas coordinated with Laera’s bewitched naiads. The water creatures’ mana eventually ran dry, but the damage had already been done. With a crushing blow, Lukas finished off the fire elemental boss.

 

Before the Adventures could relish in their victory, Laera’s mind-bending spell expired and their former water allies immediately turned hostile. Luckily, without their mana, the naiads could only wave their tridents around. The six Adventurers made quick work of the two misplaced foes, then focused back on the center of the elemental’s lair, where the fiery creature had been extinguished. Amidst the dissipating heat, was a polished, burgundy staff. Its physics-defying positioning left it standing directly where Lukas had delivered the final blow to the elemental.

 

Laera brushed past Lukas, in a hurry to check out the rewarded staff. “Excuse me, maybe I’m finally going to get something cool.” She was not disappointed.

 

<<<

Staff of the Fire Lord

Legendary

 

Wizardry: +50% boost to magical damage

Mage’s Boon: grants a +5 boost to Mentality

Flaming Staff: grants fire damage proportional to Adventurer’s Strength stat to every melee strike

Firebolt (triggered): launch a firebolt attack that deals massive fire damage

Burning Rage (triggered): grants a +7 boost to Strength for 60 seconds

>>>

 

“Woohoo!” Laera exclaimed, grabbing the new staff. “Another attack spell!” Other than the staff, the room was devoid of loot.

 

“Laera,” Lukas said, a mixture of admiration and disbelief in his voice, “did you really steal two naiads from the water challenge?”

 

“I did!” she replied, a proud grin on her face. “The idea hit me when I saw you all struggling. It seemed like the right moment to make a move.”

 

Lukas nodded, impressed. It had been a bold strategy, leaving mid-fight, but it had paid off handsomely. The water magic was indeed a game changer, and they managed to bring down the naiads without too much hassle. “Are there more over there?” he asked, curious about their options.

 

“Yes,” the elven mage confirmed, “there’s eight more left. I didn’t see a boss.”

 

Lukas grunted, a little disappointed. He had secretly hoped to encounter a Naiad Queen – and another ‘dominance’ victory. “Let’s take one more look for loot,” he suggested, “and then we can head over to the water side.”

 

The team combed through the chamber once more before returning back through the tunnel to the sounds of the rushing water. Wading through the pool, they climbed up into the entrance that was guarded by the waterfall. Down yet another passageway, they entered into a cavern lit by luminescent algae that cast an eerie glow across the stone walls. The sound of multiple, smaller waterfalls echoed around them, reverberating like a heartbeat in the cavern’s depths.

 

At the far end, they could see the shimmering water of a vast underground lake, its surface glistening with the reflections of the algae. Massive, gnarled roots spiraled down from above, intertwining like ancient fingers reaching for the water.

 

“This is cool,” Fiona said abruptly, interrupting the serene atmosphere of the watery underground paradise.

 

Lukas stepped alongside her, scanning the area for any signs of movement. “Let’s not get too distracted, though,” he cautioned. “We still have naiads to deal with.”

 

As if on cue, a splash broke the lake’s surface, sending ripples cascading outward. Emerging gracefully from the depths were the remaining eight naiads, their skin shimmering under the aquatic lights. Laera unleashed a lightning spell, and the naiads retaliated by sending a barrage of water blades their way.

 

Fiona teleported to the water’s edge and unleashed her Ultimate. The frosty magic burst out in a sphere, freezing the shallow edge of the lake and locking a trio of naiads in place. Fiona began swiftly striking the other five, who had fully emerged from the lake, while Lucy and Gwyn rained arrows down upon the stationary enemies.

 

Lukas, who had nearly triggered his Praise ability in the last fight, had instead activated it at the start of the current battle. Water magic spells splashed harmlessly against him, and his girls enjoyed the associated stat boost as they engaged the naiads.

 

Lukas, Gemma, and Gwyn’s Dire Wolf joined Fiona in the assault on the shoreline. The naiads battled back fiercely, their agility evident as they swung their tridents around. The watery environment also gave their natural magic an extra edge.

 

“Watch out!” Laera yelled as a wave surged toward them. Gemma lowered her shoulder, bracing for impact, while Lukas leapt to the side. Fiona’s teleport came off cooldown just in time, and she shifted her target to the other side of the wave.

 

A lightning strike and a pair of well-placed arrows from the twin, topless Lucys eliminated one naiad while Lukas chased down and dispatched another. Gemma and Fiona coordinated to cut down another enemy, leaving only five foes standing. The combined power of their team was proving effective, but the naiads were relentless, their fluid movements making them difficult to pin down.

 

Lukas infiltrated the front line, joining Fiona as they began pushing the naiads away from the lake and towards their ranged allies. Gwyn’s animal familiar joined them, and they took down one more water creature. The archers successfully neutralized yet another enemy, and the trio of remaining naiads, visibly weakened and desperate, tried to dash past Lukas and into the lake. Lukas split his Ultimate between two of them, and Fiona’s whip cracked through air, stunning the third. Lukas, Gemma, and Fiona all pounced on their individual targets, blocking off the retreat. The last naiads were cut down before the lake could grant them aid, and the battle ended.

 

The clank of coins could be heard all around them as the numerous waterfalls started spilling gold and silver from their spouts. The party of Adventurers also search the fallen naiads for loot, finding over a dozen aquamarine orbs.

 

<<<

Tears of the Naiads

Uncommon

 

Hydromancy (triggered, single-use): deals a moderate amount of water magic magic when thrown at a target

>>>

 

Lukas chuckled and turned to Fiona. “I think we were supposed to do this one before the fire challenge.”

 

“Ehh,” Fiona said with a shrug. “I think Laera’s magic handled it the best.”

 

“True, Lukas replied. “Even trimming down the naiad force by two was helpful, and I think the bewitched water mages assisted more than these orbs would have.”

 

Another reward hit Lukas in that cavern: his twelfth level.

 

He knew he wanted to max out his Praise ability before the tournament, and he still had two more upgrades to go to hit level five, so he had no qualms about immediately assigning the point. 

 

<<<

Lukas Dameron

General Class: Deviant

Main Class: Dominant

Level 12

 

Stats:

Strength: 24.6 + 25.4

Agility: 23 + 21.9

Mentality: 21.8 + 13.6

Vigor: 20.3 + 11.4

 

Skills:

Confidence (Passive) - Maxed - shrug off 50% of magical damage and effects

Obedience (Triggered) - Level 3 - able to bind others through sexual contract. Dominant will passively receive a 30% boost in the primary trait of the Obedient subject(s)

Corruption (Passive) - Maxed - earn alternative and unique Dominance experience whenever Dominant is pleasured by Obedient subject(s)

Praise (Triggered) - Level 4 - Obedient subject(s) receive a +25 boost in both Strength and Vigor for 75 seconds, the Confidence effect is doubled during this duration

Discipline (Triggered) - Level 2 - Obedient subject(s) get an additional triggered skill, extra Dominance experience can be converted to HP at an inefficient rate

Restraints (Ultimate) - Level 2 - apply 2 stuns for the duration of 1 second, stuns can be applied to multiple targets or can be stacked on one target

 

Bonded Skills:

King of the Wood Nymphs (Triggered) - Maxed - passively grants +5 to all stats, can summon assistance while in the Mystic Forest

>>>

 

The adventurers were in high spirits as they made their way back through the tunnels. The dead end they had initially stumbled upon had turned out to be a treasure trove, leaving them feeling victorious. Laera, in particular, couldn't stop admiring her new staff, running her fingers over its smooth surface as they trekked back to Vandhoven. 

 

Upon arriving at the mansion, the team gathered around the dining table for a hearty dinner. Laughter and chatter filled the room, each adventurer recounting their favorite moments from the expedition, and the atmosphere was filled with warmth and camaraderie. It was a celebration of their hard-earned success, and they relished every moment together. Elvira joined them halfway through and listened in on their tales.

 

“Did you all enjoy your dinner?” Elvira asked as they began clearing the table.

 

“It absolutely hit the spot,” Lukas said.

 

“Why are you asking?” Laera asked with a hint of suspicion, correctly assuming her elder sister had more to tell.

 

“Because I want you all to be in a good mood when you read this.” Elvira tossed a newspaper onto the table. She had it folded back so it was clear what article she wanted them to read. The Adventurers gathered closely so they all could see.

 

The Wyvern Hatchlings

 

By Olivia Holden

 

Indisputably, the most bizarre team selected for the Tournament of Immortal Heroes this year hails from Vandhoven. The team dubbed ‘The Wyvern Hatchlings’ is composed of a group of six eighteen year-old Adventurers. An anonymous source from within the Wyvern Guild leadership revealed that this team just barely met the level ten requirement needed to compete in the tournament. Some officials view their selection as a dangerous abuse of the rule, and have already begun discussions to up the minimum level to fifteen. Nevertheless, this young team will likely be permitted to compete under the existing regulations.

 

In what is undoubtedly a political stunt, the youngest Guildmaster ever elected, Elvira Silverbreeze, has chosen to make history once more by selecting the youngest team to participate in the tournament. While Elvira’s bold move may be a death sentence for her future career, it is sure to bring an exciting dynamic to this year’s event.

 

So who are ‘The Wyvern Hatchlings?’ Let’s start with the juiciest members first, and none could be more controversial than Laera Silverbreeze – yes, Elvira’s very own sister. The young elf continues to spit on the Anoran traditions, abandoning her previous team and ignoring her parents. Perhaps she felt that she would never make it amongst the elite ranks of Anoran mages, or perhaps the rumors of her falling in love with fellow teammate Lukas Dameron are true. Regardless, as a holder of the Silverbreeze name, she will likely be viewed as the most dangerous threat on this team, even at her low level.

 

After some digging, another flag was raised on one of the hatchlings. Luciana Corzo, also known as Lucy, was in the Council Guard training program. That is, until a training accident sent an errant arrow flying toward the audience, almost killing Anoran Commissioner Dreyfus. The mishap earned Lucy an expulsion from the Council Guard and banishment from the capital. Attempts to reach Captain Bruiser of the Council Guard for comments on Lucy’s situation have proven unsuccessful. What drama could possibly arise when a banished archer returns to compete in the Tournament of Immortal Heroes? Stay tuned.

 

Though snubbed by the Council Guard, another source did come through, giving us the inside scoop on yet another member of ‘The Wyvern Hatchlings.’ Veronica Phillips originally grew up in the capital, but spent some time campaigning in Eberlorn. As luck would have it, she is the former teammate of hatchling  Gemma Arthur. “Gemma requested to join my team,” Phillips tells us. “I took pity on her and let her tag along, however, her lack of competence and experience cost us dearly when we tried to ambush a Swamp Witch. I wish I could’ve helped her more, but she just wasn’t the quality we were looking for in a teammate.” When asked what she thought of Gemma’s new tournament-bound team, Phillips shared her insights. “Good for her! She didn’t have much of a personality, but she was hot. She must have linked up with a guy that found her body sufficient enough to overlook the massive liability she is on the battlefield.”

 

Uh oh! That sounds like it could spell potential trouble for Laera’s summer fling. Speaking of the team’s male eye-candy, Lukas wields a pair of twin swords and also has a mysteriously close relationship with the last two members of the group – the bow-carrying Gwyndolyn Groves and the typical-looking assassin, Fiona Larksmith. With the tournament almost upon us, will this team be the disaster everyone expects them to be, or will the audience be blindsided with raw potential and a lovable underdog story?

 

“Typical-looking?!” Fiona exclaimed. “One does not have hair as red as mine to be called typical-looking. Lukas, tell me I’m pretty.”

 

“Why did she even interview us?” Gwyn asked rhetorically with a sneer on her face. “She just wrote whatever the hell she wanted to anyway.”

 

“Shit,” Lucy said in a solemn voice. “I kind of forgot about my banishment. Also, I’m nineteen.”

 

“Veronica better hope I never see her again,” Gemma said with a bite in her tone, “or else I might earn my own banishment from the capital.”

 

“It’s not that bad,” Laera said. “Did you expect the reporter to give us a fair shot?”

 

“Easy for you to say, Ms. Most-Dangerous-Threat-on-the-Team,” Fiona said sarcastically.

 

“Cheer up,” Lukas said after reading the article through for a second time. “Everyone is going to underestimate us now. That’s a valuable gift just to be handed to us. And Fiona, you’re drop-dead gorgeous.”

 

“I’m pretty sure you had the ‘advantage’ of being underestimated before the article came out,” Elvira said euphemistically. She then looked intently at Lukas. “By the way, we need to talk.” Lukas chuckled, finally admitting to himself that he had kept the elf in the dark for long enough.

 

Fiona, however, glared suspiciously at Elvira. “Hold up! You are not keeping him up all night again.”

 

“I really just want to talk,” Elvira promised, but then muttered the rest under her breath. “... and maybe some other things after.” 

 

“I’m busting into your room and kicking your ass out if you take too long,” Fiona said.

 

“You can’t kick Lukas out of my room,” Elvira protested.

 

“I won’t be kicking Lukas out,” the redhead warned. “I’ll be kicking you out. Then we are going to have an orgy on your bed.”

 

Lukas grabbed the scowling Anoran and hauled her off before the girls’ little quibble escalated. Once in Elvira’s room, they both got comfortable on her bed. “So, what did you want to talk about?” Lukas asked.

 

Elvira arched her eyebrows at him. “As if you didn’t already know! You gave me two extra skills!”

 

“I treat my girls well,” Lukas said with a playful smile.

 

Elvira giggled. “No wonder you guys hit so hard. What kind of class grants you that ability? Are you a Deviant?”

 

Lukas nodded, comfortable with sharing a little bit with Elvira.

 

“Do you get anything in return?” Elvira asked.

 

“I get a percentage of your Strength as a boost.”

 

Elvira let out a whistle. “It’s hard to tell because I didn’t know what the other girls have, but I do feel like I was granted some unique bonded skills.”

 

“Let me see,” Lukas said curiously.

 

Elvira frowned slightly. “Laera showed you her profile?”

 

Lukas nodded.

 

“Fine.” Similar to the night she’d been deflowered, the elf trusted Lukas with something she had never given anyone before. She held out her hands for him.

 

<<<

Elvira Silverbreeze

General Class: Mage

Main Class: Battlemage

Level 24

 

Stats:
Strength: 36

Agility: 23.9

Mentality: 33.2

Vigor: 28.5

 

Skills:

Recharge (Passive) - Maxed - +25% to mana regeneration, effect is doubled when mana pool is less than half full

Rosy Trap (Triggered) - Maxed - wraps a series of thorny vines around target for 30 seconds, dealing moderate earth magic damage, major physical damage is inflicted proportional to how much the target moves while impacted

Noxious Weed (Triggered) - Maxed - sprouts a noxious weed that launches poisonous spores that deal major poison damage to nearby targets, Noxious Weed will continue to grow, increasing its range, and will last for 3 minutes if not eradicated

Meteor (Ultimate) - Maxed - summons a meteor strike that deals massive area-of-effect damage

 

Bonded Skills:

Swallow Your Pride (Passive) - Level 1 - can harvest Dominance experience for the Dominant by pleasuring other Obedient subjects, Dominant may choose to grant a +10% boost to magical damage - Inactive

Splooge (Triggered) - Level 1 - unleashes 1 magic missile to seek out target, missile’s magical damage is proportional to how much Dominance experience has been harvested from Swallow Your Pride in the past 24 hours

>>>

 

“Your passive bonded skill is quite unique,” Lukas commented. “No one has been able to harvest Dominance experience in my stead. Would you like me to activate the boost?”

 

“Yes, please,” Elvira answered.

 

“Okay, done,” Lukas confirmed. “If you feel comfortable enough, it would be beneficial to gather more Dominance experience before the tournament.”

 

“I suppose as long as a certain redhead doesn’t ride my face before an important ceremony again, I could help out. Gaining Dominance experience will make you stronger, right?”

 

“Yes,” Lukas said, “it’ll make the team stronger. Also, maybe you could come with us on a couple cave runs. If we split the team in half and are careful around more challenging enemies, we could gain more normal experience, too.”

 

“That’s not a bad idea,” Elvira said, nodding thoughtfully, but with Lukas so close in her bed, her interest in the conversation began to fade. “So I promised not to keep you up all night, but…” She crawled seductively between Lukas’ legs. “... what about half the night?”