An unexpected visitor

Only as he was in his room did John notice that neither Layklé nor Paw had followed him. Ashthyn however was at his side, even though he was still portraying his believe in the current hierarchy by staying in his female form. John slowly became adapted to the small changes besides the changing genitals whenever he switched forms. The face was almost the same but only almost. His skin was a bit paler and John would have sworn he also was an inch smaller.

Given his current mood however, John was not feeling any desire to talk about this, or anything, to the elf. He sat down on the bed and opened his character sheet, thinking about it. His first plan, putting his points in charisma and manipulate his way out of things was still fine but he had the feeling it wouldn't really work. The situation just now had proven to him how bad of a fighter he was, once more. Sure if he stayed with the heroes they probably could have protected him, but now that he was on his own again, he needed endurance.

On the other hand, his fighting style was contract based. He gained powers from others. So if he didn't have the skill to convince them to sign, figuratively, he was not only doomed to be weak but also without an army. No, he may not have acted the way a social based character should, but he was still bent on going in that direction. Just thinking back to when he tried his few social skills at school and how well they worked made him reassure himself. Why did he even stop using them?

Before he got to put them in, though, the door opened again and Victoria entered. "Excuse me, John Newman, I am free now, and as previously agreed on, I would now relief your Sexual tension, if you wish so." She was dressed as before, a slutty secretary with her naughty bits out in the open, so this offer was not only comparable to, but rather the embodiment of holding her pussy in front of him like bait on the fishing hook.

"I... yeah... actually, no... if you..." Wait. She was present as he declared his stepping down from the party, right? And given how unenthusiastic she was right now, John couldn't really get himself to believe that she was just having the hots for him. So why was she coming? Maybe... "Victoria, are you an android? Or a robot or... Anything besides human?" That would explain it. She had the command to fuck him so unless she gained a direct order to cancel that process, she would follow the directive given.

"I am a hero created by the Hero Maker. Besides that I am and have always been human. Please do not be at worry. I will most certainly be capable of pleasing you." John sighed.

"That's not the point. I am not in the mood for sex." Wow. Did he really just say that? What has he become?

"I understand. Please be informed that my task of relieving you is to be fulfilled within the day, as I was instructed to make sure you are fully capable of fulfilling any duty you are capable of by tomorrow." She was starting to get on John's nerves. He hated having his life being decided by others.

"I don't think I will be in the mood any time today. Please leave now." She stood still for a moment.

"I understand. I am sorry to inform you that due to the information I perceived I have come to a conclusion you might consider unenjoyable. You have stated before towards me, that your sexual tension is restricting you from your full potential. Therefore a removal of that tension is not optional. Due to the gained info of your interest in having sex with me being unchanging, I will be using ****. Based on the observations regarding your fighting strength and capabilities, I advise you to not defend yourself to minimize injuries."

John's eyes went wide. Was she being serious? Did she just openly admit planning to **** him? Sure, his HP were still really low due to him almost dieing a few minutes ago, so she probably could defeat him but how was that "maximising his potential" if she needed to **** him.

John's anger grew further. This entire organisation was filled with lunatics and crazy people. She wanted sex? Sure. He was gonna give it to her.

"Fine. On the bed! Ass up face down. We do this my way." He tried to take back control and to his own surprise, successfully.

Without any complaining or reaction to his change of tone she sank down on the bed in his desired position. John stepped behind her and smacked her ass as hard as he could. If she was stating to be able to overpower him, she could take some hard spanking by him for sure.

"Do you wish for me to react in a specific way to your treatments to my backside?" She asked in such a bored tone, John was almost tempted to spank her some more only to see if he could get a cry out of her. But he rethought that and came up with a better idea.

"Yes. You shall apologize for being a dirty cumslut, call me daddy and beg me to fuck you whenever possible. And you better play the part convincing because I won't get off if you don't act exactly like that. Also you are a cheerleader and you despise me. And I work for your real father and you know he will disown you if he finds out, and your money is the most important thing to you." John was now just stacking requests onto each other, intentionally making it harder to fulfill them or even impossible. If she wanted to taunt him with sex and then **** him into it, he was going to show her how that would end.

"I understand. Please give me a little while to prepare for your request. If you wish so, you may interact with my body to your hearts content, but I won't be reacting to it until my preparations are completed," Victoria simply replied in the cold tone she always had.

Now she was just asking for the spanking, John thought and quickly went down to give her just that as he heard a cough from the side. Ashthyn was standing there, patiently watching the scene. As he noticed the attention he had gotten he spoke up.

"I was unaware of the bond you two seem to share, but was I not yet allowed to leave. Please allow me to distance myself so you can engage each other to your fullest satisfaction." John quickly thought and then smiled.

"Yeah. I will... engange with her for quite a while. Just go to your trees. I will call for you if I need you! Or do you want him to watch, Vicci?"

Ashthyn seemed to want to speak up against that idea, but 'Vicci' was faster, being apparently done applying his wishes and preparing for them. "No, daddy, now don't wait anymore, come over here and fuck me already. Or would you little gay lord rather look at the transvestite than fuck your baby girl, or what. Please, daddy I am dripping already." John turned back to her. The voice was still the same but gone were the emotionless tone or the disinterested look. She was spreading her cheeks towards him, showing both her holes invitingly.

John didn't wait long to unzip his pants and bury his dick all the way in her pussy. "Don't mind if I do, you dirty whore!" He exclaimed and started a fast rhythm of thrusts.

John was almost still a Virgin in regards of experience and it once more showed as he felt himself almost ready to burst after not even half a minute of fucking.

"Oh yes daddy give me your cum," she shouted and pressed her ass back so fast, John could have sworn his tip pressed against her womb, as unlikely as that was given his current dicksize.

"Yeah, you want that, you little slut?" He never had thought to be into this as much as he turned out to be.

"Shut up daddy. Your cumslut wants your cock not your words. Fuck me harder." It was now more her pushing back than him thrusting in, so he couldn't help it but release inside her.

John bucked and grabbed her hips so she stopped moving, not caring about protection or any pregnancy risks right now. All that existed for him was this tight hole around his dick that was milking him dry.

He fell down on the bed next to her. No matter how much he was against this at first, he had to admit it was a great way of both relieving the stress and the anger he had.

"Okay, you did well. Now clean up before you can leave." She looked at him with a smile before diving down between his legs. She swallowed his cock with a proficiency that made him almost regret leaving the heroes.

"Daddy, you are still hard," she moaned and John looked down to confirm her words. That masturbation skill really was doing wonders here. He wanted to say something but Victoria didn't let him.

"Shhh, shut it, daddy. I am sorry for being such a cumslut but I can't resist this cock." She moved up his body so their faces were mere millimeters apart but as he followed the instinct to kiss her, she pulled away. "Eww, dont be gross. I am only doing this because you have such a perfect dick, don't try to get anything else okay?" Ouch. John knew that this was only how she tried to interpret his commands regarding her wished behavior but this was rather unpleasant.

Quite the opposite of unpleasant however was how he felt her pussy slide over his dick once more. She didn't waste much time and started riding him cowgirl style. "Ohhh, yes, good daddy. Fuck your slut." He reached up to fondle her tits and luckily, he wasn't stopped or rejected. She pressed her full orbs into his hands and smashed her hips down harder than before. Without any break or complaining, she impaled herself over and over again with his hard dick.

After a few minutes, John's left hand had changed its position from her tits to her hips to guide her movement to better fit his, he was nearing orgasm once more. Given the situation they were in he felt no need to warn her or give any other sign but just came inside as he did before.

As victoria noticed that she froze for a few seconds, massaging his dick with her inner muscles, only long enough for him to get the main part out. "Good daddy now stay still" she ordered and John raised an eyebrow. Was she...?

Yes she was. Mere seconds after taking his second load in a row, she was already riding his dick again. "Listen, Victoria, you don't need to..." But he didn't get to finish the sentence as she pressed her tits against his face.

"I promised to relieve my daddy of all his tension and I won't stop until his fun stick is so soft that I can't have fun with it anymore." Oh please no. His skill made him stay hard how many times? 18? That was fine and all but the rest of his body was not up to that level of stamina. Fucking took a lot out of him and that wasn't only jizz. John knew he would not be able to stick through 16 more rounds of this.

"Listen... victoria, please... I am only hard because it's my ability to always get a hard one when a girl is offering sex to me. You could do this for years and I would stay hard. You have relieved me enough, I am no longer stressed. Please stop now."

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. She hadn't stopped riding him during his words or this moment of silence at all. "If your words are true, I am seeing only one way of solving the problem" this was her cold and monotone voice again. At least he had gotten through to her enough for... What the fuck was she doing?

Victoria's hands clamped down around John's neck, **** the air out of his lungs. "What the hell are you doing?" John tried to ask her but all that came out was a gurgle. She didn't stop, even as he tried to remove her hands forcefully. Little surprise to him, but she was indeed the stronger of the two. The last thing he heard was a moan as he felt her pussy thrust down once more on his dick, while his eyes fell shut and everything turned dark.