Bitch out, like a boss

"Stop!" John shouted. The young girl who was wearing almost the same outfit like her big sister, froze. In fact, John couldn't tell in detail if she really was wearing the same outfit, because he felt more than a bit creeped out by the fact of her biological age.

"I will only fuck girls that are biologically adult. Or at least old enough for me to consider them sexually adult. She," he pointed at the little sister. "is not. She is a grade schooler. As much as I like a tight hole, it should at least be sexually developed." He added more and more descriptions about what it means to have an adult, so Layklé wouldn't just suddenly come up with another minor for him to stick his dick in.

"The other guys were okay with it." The young girl said.

"What the? What other guys? Don't tell me you..." John was cut out of his monologue about how wrong this is and how no man would ever do this.

"The dudes who fucked me already. I only get very few, the ones who are willing. The ones who need to be charmed always need the powerfull ones, but those who agree also take me. I only had a few over thirty though." Okay that was it, too much for John.

"Get the fuck away from me. I am not a pedophile who will fuck you. Leave! And don't tell anybody about this or else your sister is dead!" He was getting furious but the young girl just shrugged and left by turning around and walking towards the end of the barrier. Once she walked through it, she was gone. The second that happened, he grabbed Layklés arm and pulled her up, bending her over and pressing her face first onto the floor.

"Do you think that is funny? I am giving you five seconds to give me an alternative in why I shouldn't kill you." He whispered in her ear threatfully. "And make it something I would really want!" She fell silent. No more little sisters it seemed. Good.

"Five" He pulled her arm higher and noticed her HP ticking down by two.

"Four" His hand slowly gazed down

"Three" He reached around, prodding her pussy with his fingers. She knew he would sent her into another wave or orgasms, taking her power away even more.

"Two" He entered her pussy. This seemed enough, as she screamed.

"I let you bind me!" A long pause until John, still remaining in the position he was in asked her.

"What does that mean? Binding?" She shivered. Apparently she had hoped he would know.

"You make me your ****. Your summoning. You get me as your pet, to summon in fights. I have to be beaten up for you and be your meat shield. Or do whatever. I basically become worth nothing." She mumbled it more. All that sounded nice, but John noticed a very minor detail. There was no fear. She said all this without being afraid of it.

"I am not a summoner" John simply said. "So offer something else, or.... one" He spread his fingers in her cunt.

"Please, don't **** me. It would ruin me! I am giving you my life and my soul, but not that!" This sounded better already. Whatever it was she was hiding, this was it.