Adventurer storming our castle and quickly coming straight at your face.

You awaken before your Work has taken it's time to recharge to full, so you've waken to an attack. So you stretch and consider constructing a clothes closet and sleeping clothes, before deciding to do that once everything has calmed down. Sitting down by your desk you take a glance at the Castle Management and get a notice stating that Annabel had been defeated, and the key to your door was taken.

You look surprised and notice the high level of speed that this hero had, you have to get up and stand ready before waiting a few seconds for the doors to open and a brown simple robe wearing mage wielding a plain staff stands there looking perversely at you.

"Finally something I can fuck that doesn't have knockers, the mansion in the other zone was okay. But you are a true Dark Mage, oh I'm going to love fucking you until you can't move." stated the bald man as he stalked forward, fear going through your mind as you recognize this feeling from the Archer that killed you before. This man was a powerful Hero and he could kill you in an instant.

Chains appeared out of the ground and **** you into the air as your arms were **** out wide while your legs were **** out aswell. Being suspended in the air in a X position was humiliating, then you felt your body suddenly clam up as you feel yourself being paralyzed.

"Now then time to strip you of everything." Your Spear and Hat were **** off of your hands and head before your robes were ripped off and your default clothing of tunic, pants and simple boots all were destroyed leaving your shadowy body that lacked any real definitions. "Oh now this is something really exotic, some shadowy form without distinction. Plowing you is going to be fun."

The attempts to fight against this perverted stupid hero were in vain for you as your form was being touched by his left hand as his right was stroking his own cock which was already fully erect before he started to stroke it. The sensation of flesh on your own body was odd for you to feel, your attempt to squirm against it was futile much like fight against the chains.

More magic was used upon you making you feel nauseous and it was more harder to move as the chains holding you up dissipated, but you were quickly **** to the bed where you were stuck on your stomach by the hero. He then positioned himself behind you and placed his dick inside of you somehow, you didn't know if you had holes behind there.

He then started to thrust quickly and harshly into you, which caused pain and unease to **** through your body but you were more disgusted by a part of you that was actually enjoying these actions. Each thrust he did was painful, so why would you enjoy it, each thrust he become more and more savage and started to **** you by pulling on your head, arms or hitting your butt with a high amount of **** that wasn't usual in your mind for sex between lovers.

He grunted and groaned before forcing you onto your back where he started to forcefully kiss you despite you having no mouth area, still it filled you irritation that you were enjoying this more and more.

The thrusts was coming in more and more, the rhythm of the hero above you who was now playing with your chest with his hands as he thrusted to a high tempo which was leaving you worn out and in more pain. Then his cock started to grow a bit and shook more and more, he was going to cum into you.

The thrusting slowed down in tempo as each thrust became more and more powerful, bringing you twitching as your body reached a high level of pleasure and spasmed before being bombarded with more pleasure of being thrusted, bringing you more confusion since before that spasm you didn't have the level of pleasure before.

"Cumming you piece of shit Boss!" screamed out the hero as he fired his white goo into you, as he continued to thrust more slowly. After a bit of recovering from the Hero, he simply sigh and got off your bed looking disappointed as he started to complain, "That wasn't any more fun that normal sex, lame." He then readjusting his robes to hide his still hardened cock before the Hero left without a word, leaving you in a heap there to take in all what happened.

After a while of him being out of the room, every effect on you disappeared and you felt your health return. Still you huddled up in a ball and cried, that experience was horrifying for you, you didn't want to go through that.

You wanted never again to be used like that, nor would you ever wish this pain and betrayal of one's own body upon anyone, not even your most hated foes the heroes.

Once more you fell asleep, but this time to escape from the situation.