Ashley, the new girlfriend.

A week had passed since Corey discovered the dark secret of his mother Evelyn's arrangement with the landlord Anthony Blake. The young man felt a mix of shame and excitement as he grappled with the twisted motivations that had led his mother to accept such a trade.

With school out for the summer, Corey found solace in the company of his new girlfriend Ashley Grant. Her bright blue hair and warm smile provided a welcome distraction from his troubles. Ashley was well on her way to becoming a weeb, her room decorated with anime prints and Jpop and Kpop posters. Though her father, a traveling nurse, was often away, she had chosen to stay in the small town of Costa Dorada and not move. Corey spent many hours at Ashley's semi-detached home, a short distance from his apartment complex.

Ashley smiled and put her glasses back on after having removed a smudge, "Yeah, BTS is definitely my favorite group. I love how Suga's lyrics and emotions really speak to me. He's the reason they're the best group for me."

Corey nodded in agreement. He let his eyes take in the sight of the pretty girl before him. She was relaxed and laying on her bed in a yellow tank top and jean shorts. Her calves lay across his lap as he sat and he rested his hand on her legs. They were mostly smooth but he soon found he adored finding the tiny spaces where she had the softest of stubble. He couldn't help thinking about her crotch and how closely or often she shaved it, if at all.

With the Korean boy band's latest hit playing in the background Ashley's computer chirped with a notification from Discord. Corey noticed, and it hadn't been the first time since his visit. "Looks like you're getting a lot of messages. Check them if you want," he said.

Ashley blushed, moved to the computer chair, and quickly tried to close the notification, but Corey noticed her angst. "You don't have to hide anything from me. I already know you're a geek, and that's what makes you adorkable." Ashley grinned and relaxed as she opened the chat program she had rushed to silence.

"Well, I mentioned to you a bit about how I like to roleplay, right?" Ashley said nervously, as she sat at her computer seat, opening her messages.

"Yeah, you said you like writing stories," Corey confirmed.

"Well, some of them are like DnD, but I've been getting into adult stuff recently," Ashley replied.

"Like romantic or violent war stories?" Corey asked.

"Romantic, but without the lovey-dovey parts," Ashley said, clearly implying erotica.

Corey struggled to keep his emotions in check as Ashley shared her hobby with him. Though he knew she was the creative and nerdy type, he didn't expect the adult nature of her writing.

"I should have told you earlier," Ashley said, blushing. "But I've been trying to stop since we started dating."

Corey's interest was piqued. "Why? Did you feel like it was cheating?"

Ashley thought for a moment before answering. "It just felt naughty, like I was doing something wrong."

Corey got up and moved behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and said, "Ashley, you can trust me. It's going to take a lot more than that to shock me. Be yourself, don't hide from me."

Ashley touched his hand before opening one of the messages, and began to read, "In this story, the Knight's wife is being blackmailed by the evil emperor into being his secret consort." As she continued to read, Corey couldn't help but feel a bit weak in the knees as the story hit a little too close to home.

"Did you just moan a bit to make fun of me?" Ashley giggled.

"No, I..." Corey struggled to find the right words to express his feelings.

Ashley blushed, but her excitement and curiosity pushed her to continue. "When the knight is away, his wife is brought in through a secret tunnel to the castle. Once inside, she changes into a skimpy gold bikini outfit..."

Corey listened intently. As Ashley described the story, his mind simultaneously imagined it unfolding with her in the role of the knight's wife, but also the real memory of his mother's **** at the hands of their landlord. He found the story both exciting and unsettling, as it brought back memories of his own experiences.

Ashley continued, her voice growing more passionate as she described the intimate details of the story. Corey felt weaker and more excited as she went on. He couldn't help but respond to her words, his hands gripping her shoulders tightly and his affirmations continued sounding more like moans that only grew louder. Ashley must have taken it as a sign to delve even deeper into the erotic betrayal in her story, describing in explicit detail how each escalation made the wife feel both physically and emotionally as she spoke, Corey could feel his own arousal growing. He couldn't help but imagine himself in the role of the knight, returning to find his wife, covered in sweat and cum, in the arms of the emperor. The thought of Ashley in the role of his wife, submitting to the emperor's perverted desires, made him both jealous and excited. He couldn't help but wonder if this is what Ashley wanted, to be in the role of a submissive partner in their own relationship…or to fall to a fiend like the Emperor; a fiend like Anthony Blake.

"Corey...are you okay?" Ashley asked, noticing the change in his demeanor.

"Yeah...just really good," Corey replied, trying to compose himself. "What do you like about it?"

Ashley smiled and leaned back into him as he stood behind her chair. "I like the idea of being so irresistible that even a powerful person can't resist me," she whispered.

Corey couldn't resist her any longer, he leaned in and kissed her neck. "I can't resist you," he murmured against her skin.

Ashley giggled, stood up, and wrapped her arms around him. Pulling him closer she said, "I'm glad you feel that way." They then shared the most passionate kiss of their week-long relationship, their wet tongues dancing together as they pulled away from their kiss, Ashley whispered in his ear, "Corey, are you the knight or the emperor in this story?"

Corey's heart raced at her question, he didn't know how to answer; the knight, the one who was betrayed, or the emperor, the one taking advantage of the powerless woman?

Corey looked into Ashley's blue eyes, "I don't know, I want to be both. I want to be the one who saves you and the one who makes you submit," he whispered back to her, his excitement still growing.

Ashley smiled, "Me too."

Their passion had unleashed itself in the light of their shared desires together. However, Corey couldn't shake off the guilt that he felt for not being able to save his mother from her own **** at the hands of Anthony Blake. He couldn't help but wonder if he was truly capable of being the hero in Ashley's roleplay story or in his real life.

The pair quickly moved to Ashley's bed, wrapping their arms around each other passionately but without any explicit touching. Their kissing continued until Ashley paused, and nibbled on Corey's ear. She then whispered words that sent a warm shiver up and down Corey's young body.

"You know, in my story, the wife isn't saved, she falls to the Emperor's corruption… his willing and eager property," Ashley whispered.

Corey's heart raced upon hearing this plot revelation, scared and excited by what he was hearing. "What about the knight?" Corey whimpered, feeling weak as Ashley rolled on top of him. "He learns to serve his emperor too…so pathetic," Ashley replied, her voice full of lust, and the last word with added giggly energy.

Ashley's tone alone could have probably done it at this point but the words themselves were able to pierce his heart and mind on multiple levels. Corey's excitement reached a fever pitch, and having Ashley straddle him, her warm crotch against his, he fought the growing pleasure from running past the point of no return….