Epilogue: A dreamless sleep

It was the start of the second semester, just after winter break.

After a rather tumultuous year, that culminated with Dean Rolex resigning, some semblance of normalcy had returned to Pasdenom College.

His excellency, the Minister of internal security, Michael Sonozaki was taking a morning stroll through campus.

“It is already winter”, he mused while gazing up towards the slowly brightening sky. “Yet another year has passed were I failed to make her mine. Is my quest for romance but a fleeting dream within a dream?”

“I don’t know about thatnyan. But may I ask a question, masternyan?”

Michael nodded. “You may, Rosi-chan.”

“WHY AREN’T WE TAKING THE MONORAILNYAN? It is freezingnyan!”

“Aaahh…”, Michael adjusted his glasses as he regarded his shivering catgirl maid.

Is there something more erotic then shivering catgirl maids? He deemed that very unlikely.

Rosetta heard her teeth chatter as she tried to retain some of her body warmth. The frilly maid costume she was wearing was in no way sufficient attire for the weather. Of course Michael made sure to have her lower half and all extremities properly insulated. Rosetta was currently wearing three pair of underwear including bloomers and tights.

Which is very erotic.

Still, other parts were quite exposed, creating this wonderful picture in front of him.

However, there was another reason beyond a cute shivering cat girl maid for which he opted to undertook this morning stroll today.

Michael adjusted his glasses.

Some, (mostly male) students have already taken to loitering around the female freshman dorm. The student council tried to kept it a secret but word had to had gotten out. As the Minister of internal Security, Michael was very displeased by this lack of confidentiality.

There, from the freshman female dorm, Michael accidentally stumbled close, emerged one particular figure.

It was a rather short, black haired girl with a small chest.

The reason Michael could tell that because the girl was completely naked, only barely covering herself up with a large schoolbag.

“Ugghhh…”

The crowd cheered and shouted while taking pictures of the utterly disgraced girl. Michael made sure to had a few of his operatives inside their ranks, to protect the student of course.

“What the hell?”, Rosetta sputtered out.

“Language, Rosi-chan”, Michael admonished her, his fogged over glasses firmly focused on the naked girl.

“Who is that weirdonyan?”, Rosetta asked.

The most likely answer to that was of course a bully victim. Stripped students running around campus was hardly uncommon after all. But Rosetta had the feeling that her crafty master had something to do with this.

Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, Rosetta thought she knew that girl, but any thought she had on the subject quickly dissipated.

“An exchange student”, Michael informed her. “She has a rather rare medical condition known as Sexy Knight Syndrome that makes it impossible for her to wear clothes.”

“AS IF THAT’S A THINGNYAN!”

“Naturally the student council agreed to grant her request to attend school with an irregular uniform. That being said…” Michael adjusted his fogged over glasses to better inspect the running girl He had positioned himself strategically at a place were the naked student will have to pass if she wished to enter the school building. With deft movement he stepped in front of the running girl, blocking her path.

“A moment of your time, please.”

Ora almost bumped into the crazy pervert.

“W-w-whatdoyouwant!”, she blubbered out. “Out of my way!”

Clearly her mind was currently overloaded with being naked in public. This was without a doubt excruciatingly embarrassing for her.

But Michael was adamant.

No matter how humiliating this may be for the naked girl in front of him, he had his duties to perform.

“This is a mandatory uniform inspection. I only ask for your cooperation.”

“UNIFORM INSPECTION?”

The minister nodded. “It is mandatory for all exchange-students, to ensure proper acclimatization.”

“Y-You don’t even wear uniforms!”, Ora complained.

“Correct. However, our students are still required to dress appropriately. It is within the student councils right to ensure this rule is being followed.”

The absurdity of this quickly caused quite a lot of students to surround the pair.

Meanwhile Ora was burning up even more then before. She should of course have expected this from this pervert, after all he was her creation.

But that didn’t made this any better!

“Now then...to begin with please put your bag down and rest your hands at your side to ensure optimal inspection conditions.”

“Ugh…”

Ora knew resistance was futile. Part of her punishment **** her to go along with whatever demands the staff of the school would made of her.

Thus, slowly she stopped covering up and exposed her small breasts and crotch to the winter air.

“Excellent”, Michael nodded. “I shall now begin my inspection. Are you ready to begin?”

“YES!”

One more nod followed as Michael looked the body over. It really wouldn’t take more then glance but he certainly took his time. “Upper body required uniform: None, confirmed. Lower body required uniform: None, confirmed. Rosi-chan, please take note of this.”

After giving his maid some time to jot this down Michael continued. “Left foot required shoe wear: None, right foot required shoe wear: None.”

Michael nodded pleased.

“Good! Are we done?”

“Just a moment”, Michael calmly stated. “Please lift your arms and show me your teeth. Smile.”

Ora compelled with the humiliating order, exposing herself even more.

Michael nodded once more. “Uniform is of appropriate length even when body is put under strain. Amount of exposed skin is within acceptable range. Dental hygiene confirmed. You may put your hands down. Now please turn around.”

“W-what?”

“I need to inspect your backside as well”, Michael informed her.

Her butt was already plenty exposed, so it shouldn’t matter, but even so.

Slowly, Ora obeyed.

“Hmm…” Michael let his gaze wander over Ora’s back and rear. Ora could do nothing but stand still.

Then suddenly Ora felt a poke on her left buttcheek.

“Kyaaaaahhhh!”

“What is this?”, Michael inquired as he softly poked her butt with Rosetta’s pen. “Tattoo’s are not allowed on campus.”

“T-T-This isn’t a tattoo!”, Ora exclaimed. “Shut up! Don’t look at it!”

“I think it is a birthmark masternyan”, Rosetta informed him. “Looks kinda weirdnyan.”

“I see.” Michael had a strong distaste for tattoos but Birthmarks at embarrassing places are rather erotic. “Very well. That is acceptable. With this we can conclude this inspection. Please return to your schedule.”

Finally!

Without a second to spare, Ora took off.

“Ah, a moment please!”

“WHAT NOW!”

“You forgot your bag.”

“URGGHHHH!!!!!!!”

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Cherry was repeatedly pounded by a bunch of faceless mannequins.

The only difference was that these mannequins had large dicks.

Oh and their faces all had usernames on them.

Specifically from readers that screwed her over.

“You should have loooost”, howled “im317” as his dick was thrusting in and out of her. “I even got so many authors involved! Why haven’t you loooost?”

“I concur.” This one was “clockspinning.” His face not particularly creative featured a large spinning clock. He was currently busy deepthroating Cherry. “For the audacity of this I have concocted a particularly vicious punishment. Enjoy your student life. You shall life it for a long time.”

“This is outrageous! It is unfair!”, howled the weird mannequin with two heads called magic-cherry-shop and carthubob. These two were busy with Cherry’s rectum, While it was a singular body, their lower half sported two dicks that near tore her poor ass open.

“This is all very cool, but when are we forcing her to drink large quantities of water?”, this mannequin was called Sunfire. He didn’t seem particularly interested in joining the orgy.

It also didn’t seem as his fellow mannequins were inclined to humor him.

Despite the sheer intensity of the dream and how very horny Cherry was she was utterly incapable of climaxing. It was enough to drive her mad.

After an eternity, Cherry finally gasped awake, the dull gloom of the pre dawn haze slowly invading her dorm room.

A dream? But it felt extremely real.

Even now, she could still feel the massive dicks violating her body and the intense arousal it caused her.

But she could also feel something else.

Tossing the covers aside, she dreaded to confirm but sure enough.

She had wet the bed.

“EWWWWWW….! Uhh….hey Sunfire! I hope you enjoyed this! I know you were kinda on my side there on the end but I really didn’t want to deal with all the pee stuff! Anyways, look forward to me wetting the bed plenty of times! Byeee!”

Cherry gasped as her mouth suddenly spouted this nonsense. Naturally this was enough of a ruckus to wake Katie up.

“Yaaaaaawn, what’s wrooooong?”

The mischievous girl yawned once more and then looked at her roommate.

Cherry blushed and immediately pulled her covers back, it was done rather clumsily and Katie’s prankster senses were immediately tingling.

“What happened?”, she asked with a smirk.

“N-Nothing”, Cherry mumbled. “Uhh….nic611? Yeah, you are that guy who..oh who am I kidding, I don’t even remember who you are! Maybe next time don’t show up with such a lame username and actually do something! Bye!”

Cherry gasped and clamped her mouth shut.

Meanwhile Katie broke out into giggles.

“I-it’s not funny!”, Cherry protested. What the hell? This wasn’t part of the punishment…

“Maybe Ora-chan is angry that you beat her and this is her payback?”

Cherry definitely wouldn’t put it past the shitty, little brat.

“But look at the bright side. You aren’t a statue! So I guess, the readers were nice enough to not pick that punishment.”

Not yet at least. But that could change at any moment.

“You can ask her pretty soon”, Katie continued, getting out of bed with a vigor that is rather rare to her. “We have to get ready for practice or do you first need to go buy a pack of diapers?”

“No!”, Cherry shouted back furiously.

“Alright, alright, practice then”, Katie giggled.

“Haaah…”

After a particularly grueling training period, Cherry was utterly exhausted come first period.

Her captain didn’t take their defeat at the hands of the Leaders particularly well.

The humiliation of having to serve the Leaders as their personal maid was one thing but that also meant they missed out on almost two months on training.

And the Blue Demon was intend of getting these two months back.

At any cost.

Cherry didn’t think their training could get any more hellish then it already was but the Blue Demon proved her otherwise.

And that dream certainly didn’t help either. If the shitty, little brat actually is going after her out of **** some hard training is the least of her worries.

A whisper went through the classroom as their math teacher, Mr. Pilkington entered.

“Now class, settle down, settle down. Or perhaps, as is seasonally appropriate, all of you should...chill out. Hohoho!”

The reaction was about as muted as one would expect.

“Now, as you have no doubt heard, a new exchange student will be joining us today. She has some...peculiar circumstances. Ah, please come in.”

Thanks to Ora’s power, the biting cold did nothing to her.

Although given how much her body was currently heating up, it was unlikely this would be a problem anyways.

None of the people here really mattered, they were all nothing but playthings the little Goddess created for her amusement.

Ora tried to tell herself that over and over as she rushed through the campus buck naked.

But for some reason it helped very little.

And it also didn’t help now when she was entering the class room.

Her adversary was there as well, but it wasn’t gloating she found in the eyes there but anger and the hint of arousal.

“Please introduce yourself”, the professor gently nudged.

He handed her a piece of chalk and she shakely began writing her name on the Blackboard.

Ora.

No last name.

Mr. Pilkington nodded. “Ora it is, hm? Well I suggest you mosey your way “ora” here. Hohohoho!”

The professor pointed towards an empty seat.

Ora hastily did, naturally still blushing like crazy.

“Heyyy….Ora-chan”, Katie whispered. “Nice...pft...outfit.”

“S-Silence, you fool!”, Ora hissed. “This is all your fault!”

“Uhu. So mind telling us what’s going on?”

Cherry growled. “You better do, if I have to do one more... Magiiiiic! Ugh! You tried so much but still failed! Hope this will at least help you brighten up some!”

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“POST-GAME PURCHASES???”

Cherry stared at the shitty, little, brat with her mouth agape. The little Goddess had decided to take her back to her rose garden for this or perhaps to take a break from her humiliation.

“Just a little something to give the readers a way to spend their remaining points”, Ora said while sipping at her tea. “Consider it somewhat of an encore.”

“Like hell I will! This wasn’t part of the deal! It is...EWONG! You...ugh well I’m happy you fucked off for over half the game! The stuff with the vibrator was ****! Bye!”

Grrrrrrr….

Cherry was ready to rain hell down on the shitty, little, brat but before she was able to even get close she stopped dead in her tracks.

Worst, the next moment her clothes disappeared and she was wearing a frilly, skimpy maid uniform, not unlike what Ora was **** to wear during the cruise.

“You forget yourself, maid”, Ora reprimanded her.

Cherry tried as hard as she could to move, but found herself utterly incapable. “So that punishment won out?”, she asked frustrated.

“It did”, Ora confirmed nonchalantly. “For the time I will spend at your school you will in turn be my servant here.”

“Don’t forget that you don’t control me in the real world. I can still make your life hell there.”

And for the first time since seemingly forever Ora showed one of her smug smirks.

“Oh? You think so?”

Cherry found herself released from the powers that bound her to the ground. “Yeah of course I…”

She wanted to punish Mistress Ora.

But...for some reason...felt a tremendous need to serve her?

The two emotions violently clashed with each other.

“S-stop messing with my head!”

“Kneel before me.”

“Yes, Mistress Ora!”

Cherry immediately went on all fours. This wasn’t exactly body control. It was almost as if Cherry wanted to follow her orders.

With a satisfied smirk Ora stared down at her opponent. “My, it appears you have finally learned your proper place.”

“N-No...I...this is…”

Cherry felt mortified. She knew that this was part of the punishment. That she does have ****.

But part of her wanted to submit to Ora, craved it even.

Ora then slowly raised one of her legs. “Kiss my feet.”

As much as Cherry wanted to disobey(which wasn’t by much) she found herself drawn to the delicate feet of the Goddess and placed a kiss on it. Then another. And another.

“Hmph, this is what you get”, Ora said while watching her servant.

“Y-Yes, Mistress”, Cherry quickly responded between kisses. “I...I’m happy to serve...ouch!”

Cherry suddenly felt a sharp sting on her butt. One of her randomly scheduled spanks was just applied.

She will only get 80 of them during her year of punishment. But they also could come at any moment.

“That is a good idea”, Ora mused. “Give yourself a hard spanking! But keep your kissing up. I quit enjoy it.”

“Yes, Mistress!”, Cherry gasped, raising her butt and one hand and immediately began ruthlessly spanking herself, all while keeping her ministrations up.

The worst part about it was how horny it made her. Her pussy was aching for relief, relief that wouldn’t be forthcoming for quite a while due to the orgasm lock.

Ora meanwhile stared down on her disgraced opponent.

There was...a modicum of satisfaction but the pleasure Ora took in humiliating Cherry was greatly subdued.

After all, this was nothing but a consolation prize.

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..

.

“This is not over, mark my words, the reign of Marcus Straightman the third will at one point grace this campus again!”

“Dude, you can like still say this?”

Marcus Straightman, the third for his collusion against the Student Council and spearheading a terrorist organization was punished severely.

However, not wanting to create a martyr, the student council offered him a plea deal.

Marcus would retain his status as a student of this school.

If in exchange he would become the student council’s official jester, costume included.

Thus, Marcus and the tyrants in the school subjugation squad was sufficiently mocked and any attempt at a resurgence was squashed out. After all, nobody wanted to associate himself with this loser.

Well, that at least was the intention, but he still ended up with a few cronies.

“Dude, who cares about that, I swear there’s a naked freshman girl on campus!”

“A naked freshman? Surely you be jesting.”

“No way dude, I’m serious here.”

The group of college fratboys and one jester walked back to their dorms late in the evening. Well, it wasn’t that late really, but since this was still the **** of winter it was complete and utterly dark out there.

“Wooooooohhhh…”

“So, this naked freshwoman of yours…”, Marcus mused. “Pray tell is she what one would describe a comely lass?”

“Huh?”

“I want to know if she is hot!”

“Oh yeah totally dude.”

“Woooooooohhhhh.”

“Hmhmhm….an attractive naked Woman you say”, Marcus smirked. “I guess you could say, my interest is piqued. This nudist will soon fall before the wiles of the Straightman.”

“Dude…”

“Duuuuuuude….”

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Suddenly a loud something jumped in front of the group.

“Bllluaaaaaarggghhhh!? Holy fuck!”

Being Ora’s servant wasn’t the only punishment Cherry had to endure.

She quickly realized that she was also supposed to haunt Pasdenom College as a ghost at night.

She “only” need to scare 226 people. It was all things considered a remarkably lenient punishment.

If it weren’t for her costume.

Right now Cherry was dressed as a ghost. Or rather, she had a white sheet draped over her head.

It was still unnerving enough, if one would get jump scared.

Which was kinda the case with the weird jester guy, who ran off remarkably fast.

“Shadehawkshadow! You...you kinda had a lot of points over! What a waste! But you still helped me a lot, so I guess I should be thankful! Take this spooky goodbye!”

The rest of the frat boy’s were startled to be sure, but sadly not enough to count as scared. And they certainly weren’t when a gust of wind lifted the blanket and revealed what was underneath.

“Kyah!”

The “ghost” quickly ran off, leaving the confused guys behind.

This will be quite the difficult punishment.

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As the days went by, matters did not improve for Cherry. The sexual dreams kept coming, causing her already short nights to be even shorter.

She didn’t make much headway on her ghost gig either. Cherry did eventually learn that as a ghost she was capable of moving through solid walls, which was definitely useful. But unfortunately it seemed her “haunting grounds” were awfully limited. Thus, she couldn’t just move into a dorm room and scare the crap out of someone.

She finally made it past her ghost costume and was currently dressed as a cute mummy. As in the Egyptian one. The bandages however easily came lose and Cherry found herself floating away naked plenty of times.

Compounding everything was the fact that she found herself utterly incapable of orgasm. A week into this and she was an utter mess.

“You look awful”, Anna commented as the three of them were enjoying a lunch together.

Cherry merely grumbled into her porridge.

“It’s her punishment”, Katie informed Anna. “Cherry has it pretty rough.”

“That’s...not even beginning to describe it…”

This was her victory? For what she crawled for hell through?

Give me a break.

At this rate she will have to drop out from college!

“How’s thing working out with Ora-chan?”, asked Katie.

“What do you think?”, Cherry grumbled.

The humiliation at Ora’s hand were of course continuing too. Whenever the little Goddess demanded it Cherry had to serve her on hand and feet.

While in reality only about two weeks passed, for Cherry it was more like a month.

She sure was getting her value out of that punishment.

Of course that doesn’t mean the little Goddess hadn’t her own issue to fight. As the only nude student at school she became somewhat of a minor sensation.

But she was also somewhat getting used to it. Already the brat was mostly back to her usual haughty self, only this time she did it naked.

Meanwhile, Cherry just didn’t seem capable of keeping her embarrassment at bay. Each daily night shift or indignity with Ora hit her the same.

“Heeeeyyy im317! You sure were a handful to deal with! If it wasn’t for you kicking Anna out of the game with the help of your rich friends I wouldn’t be in this situation, bastard!”

Cherry shouted loud enough that she got half the cafeteria’s attention and immediately started blushing.

“Oh, right I remember that one. Good times”, Anna reminisced. “What was that all about?”

“Goodbyes..”, Cherry admitted while trying to disappear. Ora let it slip that she would do this at random intervals during her punishment.

SMACK!

“Ouuuuuch!”

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The next months were nothing but **** for Cherry.

Her grade naturally slipped and her inability to perform **** her to leave the Wildcats.

At night she was still stuck haunting the school but by now the ghost girl had become a well known phenomenon, which meant people were actually seeking her out.

Most attempts ended with her fleeing in shame.

She was stuck at her current costume(some sort of sexy vampire slut) for over a month.

It happened at one of those nights. Her gangbang dream had become utter routine at this point.

Once again, she found herself in that empty warehouse, ready to get violated by mannequins.

“Halt!”, suddenly boomed a loud and stately voice.

The mannequins immediately switched their attention towards the intruder.

This mannequin had a crown on his head. He also carried a wineglass with him.

The name on his face said “DukeofLewd”

“Begone, foul wretches”, the Duke shouted and all the mannequins scurried away.

Meanwhile Cherry just waited with bated breath as the figure approached.

“D-DukeofLewd! You kinda helped me out a lot”, Cherry blurted out. “I uhh...probably should have thanked you for this. So...uhh..thank you.”

Cherry wasn’t the most gracious of players. Her situation simply was too unfair to genuinely appreciate the help.

“Think nothing of it”, the Duke responded. “You have done well making it thus far. Your trials and tribulations are not over just yet. But I can at least provide you with a break.”

“A break?”, Cherry asked.

“Indeed. We shall now engage in sexual intercourse. Hohohoho!”

“THAT’S THE SAME AS ALL THE REST! YOU LEWD DUKE!”

“Perhaps”, Duke admitted. “But I will promise you an orgasm at the end. I believe you could quite use one.”

Cherry bit her lip. No matter how much she tried she was utterly incapable of climaxing the best months. At least she didn’t have to deal with constant arousal like during the game but the pent up lust still screwed with her.

It was too good an offer to pass up.

That was all the acknowledgment the Duke needed. Just like that the scenario changed to that of what appeared to be some sort of luxurious mansion. Cherry found herself on a massive bed.

The DukeofLewd was hovering over her. He still had that stupid crown but beyond that he had changed from a mannequin to a distinguished looking older gentleman in the vein of Vincent Price.

He was definitely too old for Cherry, the student thought but for some reason that maturity was reassuring to her. Above all else she craved comfort now.

Wasting no more time, the Duke went to work. Cherry gasped as even the slightest touch send a spark of arousal through her body.

“Do not be afraid”, the Duke promised. “I am an expert.”

Slowly, gently he began exploring Cherry’s body. Just like with the gangbang that happened a hundred times she had near no agency in this lovemaking and yet, this did not bother Cherry in the slightest.

His touches and caresses were already amazing enough but nothing could prepare Cherry for when Duke finally slipped his manhood inside of her.

Cherry responded with a loud gasp. T-this was crazy!

Part of it was no doubt the sheer pent up arousal messing with her brain but the massive amount of pleasure she was feeling was out of this world.

However, the Duke had no intention of letting Cherry off easy. With ridiculous easy he managed to keep her just on the edge. Teasing her with the prospect of this massive orgasm just waiting around the corner.

In no time flat Cherry was craving it and once she finally satisfied that craving the result was indeed mindblowing. Cherry had her fair share of insane orgasms during the game but this was her longest period of abstinence. That this climax thus had such an immense effect came thus to little surprise.

The Duke made sure to work Cherry through her climax and gently held her as the afterglow set in. “You can do this, Cherry, you have made it so far already. You just have to go a little further.”

Cherry nodded feebly. “Goodbye Duke.”

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Time passed.

After that dream with the Duke, Cherry received a brief respite as more and more of the purchased punishments started to expire.

She never really get used to her role as Ghost of Pasdenom College or Ora’s servant, though.

It was now summer again. Cherry had just finished her exams but they were a complete disaster. Some repeating dreams were starting to completely mess with her once more. These ones caused her to relive the game once again, although with a different outcome.

“It seems you are doing rather well, Maid”, Ora remarked as she watched Cherry clean her garden. “Considering your circumstances.”

“I could say the same to you”, Cherry gave back with icy courtesy. It was mostly empty bravado. But after months of this the girl have reached somewhat of a truce, they even ended up having conversations that almost could be called pleasant.

“May I ask something, Mistress?”

“You may.”

“carthubob? Ugh. You little shit. I feel like I shouldn’t even bother with this but fine. Goodbye to you too! uh..sorry about that.”

“That should have been about the last one”, Ora informed her. “What do you wan to ask? Speak.”

“I want to know what happens once this...I mean our punishments are over.”

Ora remained silent for a bit, then she sighed. “If you fear that I may be out for **** then allow me to put this fear to rest. I will not do anything of the sorts.”

It was a reasonable worry to have, of course. Right now, Ora might just adhere to some cosmic rules that **** her to play along. But once this year came to a close, all bets would have been off.

But to the little Goddess surprise, Cherry shook her head. “Not that. I already knew that you wouldn’t do that.”

“E-excuse me?”, Ora blustered. Has she become that non-threathening?

“I want to know what happens once this chapter...this story ends.”

“Ah…”

“Will we just disappear?”

Ora sighed once more. “I already answered that question to your nerd friend back in chapter…uh..”

“Chapter 20, Lady Ora”, Lord Preminger helpfully pointed out.

“Exactly”, Ora nodded. “In short your life will continue like normal. You may have to repeat a year in college but beyond that nothing will change. Well, there won’t be any readers being privy to it, perhaps, but I doubt they had interest in your dull life anyways.”

“What about you?”, Cherry asked.

“Me?”, Ora seemed a bit confused by the question.

“What will you do once this is all over?”

“I will move on. Of course. This is but one universe under my control. In fact, I plan to return to another one quite shortly. A much more interesting universe with magic and fantasy and slaves so I doubt I will be back anytime soon, well, there is that one “Sexy Backroom” script that I have but...”

“I want to keep serving you.”

“Yes, yes I know….haaaaaaa???”

Ora seemed genuinely shocked to have heard that. “W-W-What did you just say?”

But Cherry simply nodded. “You heard me. I kinda like this.”

What madness!

“H-Hold on!”, Ora blubbered. “That’s...that’s just the purchases talking! They had you develop a crush on me!”

It occurred to Cherry that it was something like that.

And yes, being pent up with lust and having just been **** to experience the game again definitely did a number to her mental space.

But even then.

“This year was already a waste. I also lost out on my position on the Wildcats. Honestly, spending time with you sounds way more interesting. I want to see these other universes.”

“As my maid”, Ora pointed out.

“Hmm...I prefer the job title caretaker or babysitter.”

“EXCUSE ME?”

Cherry crossed her arms. “Preminger certainly didn’t do a good enough job in that regard. With how spoiled you turned out to be. Someone need to keep an eye on you and make sure you won’t pull such a stunt again.”

Unbelievable.

“What about your friends?”, Ora prodded. “That nerd and insufferable prankster. Are you contend with never seeing them again?”

“Hah? What are you talking about? We can just drop back here for a visit whenever I want, right?”

“That is correct.”

“Silence, Preminger!”, Ora snapped before returning to Cherry. “You...you are serious.”

Cherry nodded.

Insanity.

There has to be a limit to how horny/brain damaged one can be.

Or is that just because Ora has written her that way?

In all the Aeons since Ora’s existence she never experienced a true challenge.

At least not as far as she remembered.

Winning was just part of her nature.

This was the first time in infinity that she lost.

And a part of her enjoyed the stimulation.

...

Well, it will be hassle to deal with that love struck fool for the rest of their punishment so...

“Fine...you can remain by my side.”

“Good”, Cherry nodded pleased. “Now then, I have a feeling it is almost time.”

“Indeed”, Lord Preminger nodded. “Mistress Ora has grown weary of this story and it is past her bedtime.”

“S-shut it, Preminger!”

But she was indeed very tired.

The little Goddess snapped her finger and a large, fancy bed popped itself into existence. Another pop and Ora found herself in said bed.

“Don’t you need to brush your teeth first?”, Cherry asked.

“I am an omnipotent Goddess”, Ora responded with a yawn. “Ask that glasses pervert, my dental care is excellent.”

The rose garden flickered. It’s existence was drawn to Ora’s consciousness. When she sleeps so does the universe.

Cherry smiled. She could use a bit of rest too.

Without missing a beat, she crawled into Ora’s bed. The little Goddess protested feebly but really was too tired to care.

“It’s nice”, Cherry remarked as she gazed upwards into the sea of stars. She was reminded of that one night she spend with Anna in outer space.

Something otherworldly. A scene impossible to witness on earth.

“I wanted to bring you to the beach…” Ora murmured already half asleep. “Once I won...showing you to the sunset...”

Cherry hugged her bratty mistress and closes her eyes.

Yes, these feelings are almost certainly artificial.

More likely then not she will regret this sooner or later.

But for now she simply didn’t care.

As the rose garden around him crumbled, Lord Preminger watched silently, a smile on his face before he too slowly disappeared.

This story has at last reached it’s conclusion.

Ora drifted into a dreamless sleep.