Tie her up in your hut

The paladin girl is very light. Even with her armor, you can lift and carry her with little problems. To be honest, it is a terrible shame to get rid of her. Since you were kicked out from the order of druids, you are very lonely and no sane person ever comes to your forest unarmed. Probably because the name is >the dark forest<. You wonder who got such a stupid idea. The heroes are mostly idiots and want to kill you for a few moments of attention or a hand full of silver coins.

From time to time, you summon a weak daemon. Sometimes for your dark magic studies and sometimes just to talk. They were all very weak. You have not the needed artefacts and ingrediencies to summon high ranking daemons. And it would be too dangerous either. The weak daemons are easy to control, much more submissive and no danger for a skilled dark magic user like you. You even had a short romance with a female daemon. But she asked for your soul on the second date and when you gently told her this is going too fast for you, she was upset and you had to ban her from the mortal world. Not the best breakup you could have imagined.

Carefully you carry Valeria in your hut and strip her to her underwear. With strong rope you tie her arms and legs together. You also sit her on a chair and tie her to it, so she can’t stand up. She is indeed beautiful. Her body is a masterpiece. No curve is too big or too small. Her tits and ass are firm, juicy and perfectly formed. And her half elven face could make an angel jealous. You will never understand why so many humans despise half elves. They are such a beautiful hybrid race.

Speaking about beauty, the perfect face and the perfect curves have some hypnotic effect on you. You can’t help but reach for the half elf’s boobs, pull the bra off and fondle her tits. Her mouth is seductive too. You lean forward and kiss it. It feels warm and lovely. Thanks to the stupid rule that druids are not allowed to have sex or romantic relationships, you are not that experienced when it comes to kissing. But this feels good. You enjoy it so much, that you only recognize in the last moment that your victim wakes up.

“I … what … what happened?” Valeria asks and pulls on the ropes, “this was you, right? You lied to me. What was in this bottle? Untie me! Immediately! Surrender yourself and there might be a small chance the goddess of mercy will forgive you.”

“Yes, you are right,” you say and try not to laugh, “of course, I will immediately cut you free and surrender myself.”

“Great, that’s good to hear,” the girl says gullible, “I don’t know what happened here and how you are involved, but there might be still hope for you if you now … why are you moving? You … you lied to me again, didn’t you?”

“You're really not the brightest candle on the cake, are you?” you ask, half amused, half pitying, “fine, let me say it so, that even a retard would understand it. I’m indeed what your order calls a dark druid. I tied you up. And I gave you a sleeping potion. You idiot just drank it without hesitation. Seriously, who is that stupid?”

“Don’t … don’t call me that!” the paladin girl sobs and tears roll down her cheeks, “I … I’m not stupid … I’m devoted to the goddess of mercy.”

“One does not exclude the other,” you mumble and slap your captives boobs a last time before taking your knife, “I mean … seriously. You accused me for being a servant of darkness, but immediately got confused as soon as I told you, I’m not. You drank an unidentified potion from someone you don’t know and that for defeating a bunch of rats. Every idiot can defeat giant rats. That’s just ridicules.”

“The others novices say I’m stupid too,” the paladin girl cries sad, “they … they say I’m a joke. I … I just wanted to … to prove them wrong. Please. Can’t you … just let me go? I swear, I will not tell anybody about you.”

“Why should I do something that risky?” you ask unimpressed, “I hide here for several years and every few months a self-proclaimed hero like you comes by to kill or rob me. One day they might succeed. And when your order knows about me, this day will be very, very close.”

“Well, they serve the light and you the darkness, so … isn’t this part of their job?” the paladin asks shy but immediately shuts up when you hold your knife at her throat.

“You know what is stupid too?” you reply harsh, “upsetting the guy who has you tied up and holds a ritual knife under your nose. So, do yourself a favor and shut up. And to your information, I’m neither a cultist of the dark god, nor a servant of the daemons. I only seek contact to the daemon realm to study the darkness. I believed once, we need to understand the daemonic nature to fight it. It’s not like I enjoy killing or blood rituals. It’s just necessary.”

“Are you going to kill me?” the paladin girl asks fearful and again, tears appear in her eyes.

“No, but I will not let you go either,” you reply cold but caress her face gently, “I just need some time to think for a solution. And until then, I assume you are my … guest.”

“Guest, sure,” Valeria replies grim, “you stripped me and played with my tits. You are nothing but a pervert. You don’t want me as a guest. You want me as a ****. But I can tell you, you will not break me.”

“Listen, girl!” you interrupt her sharp and twist one of her nipples until she cries, “I don’t care about what you want or not. You will do what I say, or I have to use much more radical methods. I don’t like killing, but that doesn’t mean I will not do it. So, either get used to me, or you suffer and die in another silly attempt to fight me. Your choice. And just to make sure you really understand what this means, I have a present for you.”