Evil mistress

"Something wrong, my Overlord?", Mayhem asked, pressing her knee tighter agnist Karl's crotch. She was as disappointed as a cat, whose mouse stopped running away, "Has your eagerness fallen? Do you still think about those failures?"

What the evil mistress defined as failures figured in Kraus's mind as victories. His friends and Edana, the heroes he meant to destroy, overcame all the adversities he threw at them. Although, Karl specially selected simple trials, such as goblins or an ambush, to buy the time to develop a significant escape plan and get out not only himself, but also the rest of his party from the jaws of this strange magical world.

"Of course. What a loss for our cause...", Kraus lied, feeling the maid cling to his body more and more. He tried to avoid her cat's eyes and focus on the notebook that rested in front of the crystal ball. It was due to the journal that they all got here, and now it served as a tool for futher bringing misfortunes on the players.

"I am able to take any shape and any form. If you don't want me like that, I can become whatever you want", Mayhem sat astride her master's lap. As sign of her will, she began to enlarge her curves, adding extra weight to the charms and gems, "I can make your every dream come true."

"Oh, you wonderful creature", Karl feigned interest as he pressed his head agnist her bloated breasts. Behind maiden's back, he took a begoded pen and began to write blindly in the diary, realizing his true intentions, "If you guess who I desire the most and take the form of it, I promise I will join you vigorously."

In other circumstances, such a proposal would be the greatest thing in the world, but in the current situation, Kraus did not want to frolic, much less flirting with someone who decisively tried to manipulate him, using the oldest ruse in the book. He was playing her game just to distract her and let her guard down long enough.

"I accept the challenge", Mayhem smiled teasingly, taking on an ominous look, as if she knew something she had not revealed to his master. Her body began to transform, shrink and gain realism, bringing the familiar shapes.

"No way", Karl opened his mouth wide in a mute expression. He knew that hated face, that mocking mien, that bully's smirk. A naked imitation of Edana rested on his shoulders, drawing attention with tits he had never seen without a cover, "Why her?"

Kraus was furious, more than ever he was with the real Engel. He threw her off with one move, gaining uncommon strength. The entire tower quivered, accompanying his emotions.

"Why are you lying to yourself, and denying it?", the false Edana stretched out her charms seductively on the obsidian floor. Her lustful gaze rested on his swollen kind, visible from beneath his robes, "You like her, so I won."

"I hate her more than anyone else", Karl replied, crossing his trembling hands. Unwanted memories came back with full ****, like astir nightmares, "I forgave her a lot... for bullying me at school and then in college, for stalking me, for her constant hanging out with my friends to taunt me, but I will never forgive her one thing. She broke Manheim, she shattered my brother's heart for fun... and then I lost him, he disappeared, maybe he is even dead by now."

Kraus fell silent, like an actor behind a curtain of shame. He felt defeated by his own weaknesses, so he did not even react, when Mayhem hugged him, like an evil step-sister. He let the maid's fingers weave into his hair and do whatever she wanted.

"What if I tell you that your brother is not missing, but also stuck in this cursed world?", the words whispered by the mistress made Kraus shiver. Hope battled with the proper logic, reminding him that it might have been another ploy, "What if he became his RPG persona, taking the title of Lady of Dungeons... Mayhem the mistress of pain?"

"M... Manheim?!", Karl fell to the ground and began to crawl backwards, stunned by the revelation. The former master of this world, and the current maid of new one, held him with her bare foot, bruising his stomach.

"It was just a fun of fate that I had to be stuck here so long as a dungeon master, and when you suddenly showed up, you took over my place", Mayhem watched her brother squirm with an amused glance. She sat down on him, holding both his wrists, "Relax, we are not related by blood here. These are new bodies, our new self, and new roles to play. And now I will take the pledged reward from you. After all... a promise is a promise, my Overlord."