Leave the acropolis once and for all

Once beyond the walls again, you find a secluded spot to rest and take stock of your situation. You've chosen a site midway down a side tunnel that loops back around on itself. There's no particular reason for any heroes to come through this tunnel and even if they do, you've got an escape route if you need it.

"Dominate," you cast on a giant vampire bat and then send it out to scout.

Presently Abby walks back into camp. You'd left her in the acropolis to check on things.

"Master! I missed you," she says, rushing over and wrapping her arms around you the moment she sees you.

"What have you learned, Abby," you ask.

"It's just as we thought. He hasn't respawned," she says, rubbing her chest on you.

"That's hardly definitive," you say, paying her blatant attempts at seduction no mind.

"But this is! I spotted a level 1 rogue outside your old shop. I thought it was an awful coincidence. So I knocked him out, dragged him outside of city limits, and interrogated him. He said he's the same one that we killed and that after you hit him with your Dark Orb that his character file became corrupted," she explains eagerly.

"Really?" you say, suddenly much more conducive to her efforts.

"Uh huh! And guess what I did after I got done talking to him. I bashed his head in with my mace!" she says.

"You have done well," you say approvingly and take her in your arms.

"Oh Master, do what you will with me," she says.

You grab a fist full of her hair and jerk her head back. Simultaneously, you run your free hand over her armored body.

"I can hardly make use of you with all your armor on," you say.

She immediately begins ripping her clothing off, tossing it this way and that. You begin to undress as well, albeit with less abandon. Then she lays back on a bedroll by the campfire. The dancing light of the flames reflects across her completely nude body. In an instant, on her.

"Oh Master, it was so hard staying a virgin all those years. Even before my corruption, all I wanted was to be someone's little slut. But I was always ashamed of it. But not now. Not with you, Lord Vader," she says but you barely hear it as you bury your face between her full, plump tits.

She moans as you penetrate her and you feel her nails running down your back. She was already tight but keeping her in denial seems to have only made her more so. With every stroke you feel yourself struggling harder and harder not to blow your load.

"Master, please my I cum," she begs, obviously building up to a typhoon level orgasm.

"No. Little sluts don't deserve to cum very often," you say and immediately pull out.

Her moans turn into **** whining and she clenches her fists tightly. It's shortlived however as you slide up her body and press your cock against her tightly pursed lips. Instinctively, she opens her mouth to accommodate you and her moaning begins anew.

"Swallow every drop and I may allow you to cum next time," you say.

She sucks even more furiously now, all the while staring up at you with **** desire in her eyes. When you cum she immediately tries to angle it so that as much as possible goes straight down her throat. Despite this strategy, it's still obviously quite the struggle to keep it all in. When you finally pull out she of course gasps for air, but not a single drop has escaped her lips.

"You have done very well indeed," you say to her delight. "We should probably get some rest now. I want to make it to the surface tomorrow."

"What are we going to do once we get up there?" she asks.

"If I'm to conquer the world, I'll need to establish a base of operations. I believe that the fortress city of Iron Glyph should do nicely," you explain.

"That's a long ways, Master," she says.

"Good. We'll need to build up my forces along the way," you say dismissively.

And so you drift off to your first night's sleep as a free man. In that slumber you see yourself winning battles and crushing mighty enemies. It's all really quite inspiring.