(Chapter VI.I) She Moans

Having finished the dirty deed, you brush the dust off your hands and neatly tuck your cock back into your breeches. The Bandit Viscountess lays prone behind you, quietly moaning.

“I wasn’t that good, was I?” you ask.

The Bandit Viscountess only moans in response to that.

“Huh, never thought my voice could be such a turn on,” you say in wonder.

Another moan.

“Gee, I better shut up before she cums,” you say quietly.

Another moan, louder this time.

“How sensitive she must be!” you exclaim.

The moan turns into a strangled yell.

“Whoops, too loud,” you whisper.

The yell turns unearthly, as if backed by a choir of prepubescent children on anabolic steroids that’s been remixed by a hard of hearing DJ, and not in a Beethoven-hard-of-hearing-but-still-capable-of-composing kind of way.

“Uh… well, you know, if that’s how you cum, that’s how you cum,” you say, turning to face the Bandit Viscountess.

You’re surprised to see her on all fours, fingers gripped like claws into the earth, face ashen pale and tits dangling like massive melons off the vine. She’s screaming into the air, body racking through some pain unknown, and then, in a feat that seems to take tremendous effort, her head lunges forward, throat constricting and dilating in a series of movements that makes you think you should have spent more time on the deep-throat, and then a dark black bead rockets out of mouth.

It smashes into the ground, dissipating into a thin cloud of black smoke, and then the Viscountess collapses onto the ground.

A voice immediately booms down from above: “HEY, LOOK, I CAN SEE YOU AGAIN! HOW YA DOING, MY DEAR PALADIN? DID YOU BEAT THE BANDIT VISCOUNTESS? OH COOL, SHE’S RIGHT THERE!”

“Yep,” you mumble back.

“WELL, THAT’S GREAT WORK, BEATING UP THE BANDIT VISCOUNTESS, REAL GREAT. UM, LET ME SEE IF I CAN… YEP, YEP, ALL SEEMS TO BE IN ORDER. OKAY! HERE’S A LEVEL UP, COMING RIGHT AT YA, AND…”

“And?” you whisper.

“AND… WAIT FOR IT… ANY MOMENT NOW… UM… NOW WAIT A SECOND, THAT’S NOT RIGHT. SORRY, THERE’S A BIT OF DEMONIC MATTER IN THE AIR, YOU SEE, IT’S INTERFERING WITH THE LEVEL UP MECHANIC, LET ME JUST...” You hear noises akin to bubbles popping, and the smell of rotting mushrooms soon infects the air. “AH, THERE WE GO, MUCH BETTER.”

A pillar of light suddenly plunges down from the Heavens, enveloping you in its warmth, and you feel yourself growing stronger once more. You flex, and then grin. Being one of the good guys is nice.

“LEVEL 6, THAT’S A BIG LANDMARK,” Lord Cage says. “THAT’S THE LEVEL YOU SHOULD GET YOUR SECOND ABILITY!”

“I think I can feel it,” you say softly. You concentrate for second, and twin blue wreaths encircle your wrists. Now, all you need is a target...

You spin around, facing the Viscountess, but before you can unleash your ability, she cries out: “Please, stop! I don’t know who you are, but I can give you anything!”

“NOW, THIS IS INTERESTING,” Lord Cage’s voice booms out.

The Viscountess flinches in response to the voice, looking around for its source.

“WELL, I’LL LEAVE IT TO YOU TO FIGURE IT OUT, PALADIN. SEE YA NEXT LEVEL!” Lord Cage declares. With that, his presence disappears, leaving you face to face with a shivering, scared-looking Viscountess.