Raven walked to the tower alone, her mind swirled with the earlier conversation. Money was something they all wanted. After all, money meant power, and power meant money. It worked both ways, to some extent. The hero had power, and power, led to money.
Everyone was greedy. She knew that. Everyone wanted to get into the hero's pants, not because he was the hero. She couldn't believe that Wynn, the dragon mage that the hero saved from an ambush, would go so far to devalue the contribution of everyone else. She thought Wynn was nice, but it turned out, that wasn't a mutual feeling.
She remembered the reason she joined the hero party in the first place. It was also because of money. She was just a practical person. The hero was the most eligible bachelor, and the reason she went through this rigmarole of seduction was only to get the prize at the end, which was to live like a rich noblewoman, instead of going through the trials.
Suddenly, she didn't know why she even came for this training session anymore. But her foot was already through the door, the medallion meant the guards just waved the through.
"I'm glad to see you again." The trader said, smiling as she walked in. "Today, we're doing something a lot more direct."
"-direct?" Raven asked, and then she noticed the Trader was absolutely naked, with only a mask on. He had a big one.
"Yes. I'd like to insert this into you. Repeatedly. But first- we'll loosen you up." Raven stared, and her mind whirled with imagination. "Lay down on the bed."
Raven nodded as she undressed. Why was she here, anyway? She felt a finger fondled her nether regions, and she didn't even know why it became so wet, so quickly. She felt the finger enter in and touch her nerves. It dug, and dug, and touched. The folds within were caressed. He was occasionally strong, pressing on her inner body, occasionally gentle, as if just passing by.
She didn't even realize it when her body suddenly just twitched uncontrollably. Did her body just lose it after just one night of training?
Her body seemed to remember the sensations, as his fingers just touched her body. "You have a beautiful body, Miss Raven."
Raven's face blushed. "I- do- do we need to talk?"
"Yes, of course." The trader repeated. "The secret to a good, pleasurable intercourse for both parties is connection. An intimate connection of the soul, of the body, of the heart. I would like to have a connection with you, at least for this week."
Raven twitched, her hips jerking suddenly as she felt like her lower half leaked. "-okay."
In her mind, she raged. Why did he do that strange torture device and then all that stuff the night before? Was it just to crack her?
"I will make you feel good, and I hope you can do the same to me, Miss Raven. I know you are just doing this because of you want to atone for your crime of infiltrating the Lord's home, but I want to make it less difficult. Would money help?"
Raven couldn't think, as she felt the man's tongue lick her nether regions. Was this man really trying to have a conversation with her when her body's so twitchy and quivered in pleasure? It felt good, as much as it pained her to admit it. It felt so much better than her childhood lover. She briefly wondered how Aman would feel. Was Aman good in bed?
The thought was interrupted as she felt a shock throughout her body. Her toes curled. Her legs trembled. Her hips shook. "I didn't get a response, my dear Raven. I shall lick you until you give me a response."
Raven shook, the feeling of getting licked was incredible. Would the hero lick her? Given his straight, honest nature, she suddenly doubted his ability to please her in the bedroom.
"Miss Raven?" The trader licked again, and Raven couldn't even remember the question. Her breathing was ragged, she tried to catch her breath between the sensations that kept messing with her body. It felt like her muscles didn't want to listen. No, couldn't listen.
"I- I what- what's the question?" Raven asked.
"I said, can we make each other feel good? Make this week less an obligation, but more of a mutual exchange and indulgence in pleasure?"
Raven was horny as hell. Didn't she already answer? Honestly, she didn't even hear the second part of the sentence, her body still sending her strange signals. She felt a throbbing sensation down below, and also in her heart. Her legs opened up instinctively. The way he asked was so pleasant, and so harmless, she couldn't say no. "-yes."
"Good, we'll keep this a secret, Miss Raven. I'll make you feel good, and I hope you try your best, too. We only have this week, after all."
Raven nodded. Only this week, after all. She could do that. A week of thorough indulgence in sex didn't sound that bad. Hell, today was already the second day.
She'll be fine, a fragment of her mind holding itself together. She'll be fine, as her body descended further into pleasure.
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Raven walked to the tower alone, her mind swirled with the earlier conversation. Money was something they all wanted. After all, money meant power, and power meant money. It worked both ways, to some extent. The hero had power, and power, led to money.
Everyone was greedy. She knew that. Everyone wanted to get into the hero's pants, not because he was the hero. She couldn't believe that Wynn, the dragon mage that the hero saved from an ambush, would go so far to devalue the contribution of everyone else. She thought Wynn was nice, but it turned out, that wasn't a mutual feeling.
She remembered the reason she joined the hero party in the first place. It was also because of money. She was just a practical person. The hero was the most eligible bachelor, and the reason she went through this rigmarole of seduction was only to get the prize at the end, which was to live like a rich noblewoman, instead of going through the trials.
Suddenly, she didn't know why she even came for this training session anymore. But her foot was already through the door, the medallion meant the guards just waved the through.
"I'm glad to see you again." The trader said, smiling as she walked in. "Today, we're doing something a lot more direct."
"-direct?" Raven asked, and then she noticed the Trader was absolutely naked, with only a mask on. He had a big one.
"Yes. I'd like to insert this into you. Repeatedly. But first- we'll loosen you up." Raven stared, and her mind whirled with imagination. "Lay down on the bed."
Raven nodded as she undressed. Why was she here, anyway? She felt a finger fondled her nether regions, and she didn't even know why it became so wet, so quickly. She felt the finger enter in and touch her nerves. It dug, and dug, and touched. The folds within were caressed. He was occasionally strong, pressing on her inner body, occasionally gentle, as if just passing by.
She didn't even realize it when her body suddenly just twitched uncontrollably. Did her body just lose it after just one night of training?
Her body seemed to remember the sensations, as his fingers just touched her body. "You have a beautiful body, Miss Raven."
Raven's face blushed. "I- do- do we need to talk?"
"Yes, of course." The trader repeated. "The secret to a good, pleasurable intercourse for both parties is connection. An intimate connection of the soul, of the body, of the heart. I would like to have a connection with you, at least for this week."
Raven twitched, her hips jerking suddenly as she felt like her lower half leaked. "-okay."
In her mind, she raged. Why did he do that strange torture device and then all that stuff the night before? Was it just to crack her?
"I will make you feel good, and I hope you can do the same to me, Miss Raven. I know you are just doing this because of you want to atone for your crime of infiltrating the Lord's home, but I want to make it less difficult. Would money help?"
Raven couldn't think, as she felt the man's tongue lick her nether regions. Was this man really trying to have a conversation with her when her body's so twitchy and quivered in pleasure? It felt good, as much as it pained her to admit it. It felt so much better than her childhood lover. She briefly wondered how Aman would feel. Was Aman good in bed?
The thought was interrupted as she felt a shock throughout her body. Her toes curled. Her legs trembled. Her hips shook. "I didn't get a response, my dear Raven. I shall lick you until you give me a response."
Raven shook, the feeling of getting licked was incredible. Would the hero lick her? Given his straight, honest nature, she suddenly doubted his ability to please her in the bedroom.
"Miss Raven?" The trader licked again, and Raven couldn't even remember the question. Her breathing was ragged, she tried to catch her breath between the sensations that kept messing with her body. It felt like her muscles didn't want to listen. No, couldn't listen.
"I- I what- what's the question?" Raven asked.
"I said, can we make each other feel good? Make this week less an obligation, but more of a mutual exchange and indulgence in pleasure?"
Raven was horny as hell. Didn't she already answer? Honestly, she didn't even hear the second part of the sentence, her body still sending her strange signals. She felt a throbbing sensation down below, and also in her heart. Her legs opened up instinctively. The way he asked was so pleasant, and so harmless, she couldn't say no. "-yes."
"Good, we'll keep this a secret, Miss Raven. I'll make you feel good, and I hope you try your best, too. We only have this week, after all."
Raven nodded. Only this week, after all. She could do that. A week of thorough indulgence in sex didn't sound that bad. Hell, today was already the second day.
She'll be fine, a fragment of her mind holding itself together. She'll be fine, as her body descended further into pleasure.
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