Redd with Passion

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3:58PM
Sub-Level H: Invisum Conservavit

“It’s just... it feels like- I mean, I know what the Lady demands of me. I know what the Order requires. I give it all to both... but there are times where piety and duty conflict, and... it is a struggle to realize how best to satisfy both, you know?”

“Are you allowed to fail either?”

“W-Well, I would never-”

“But you think you could, don’t you?”

Had it really been over two hours? John had spent at least one of them trying to get something more than a shush or chastising glare from the older woman, plying her with compliments and, eventually, some talk of the Order. Lazarus had not yet returned; had he found what he was looking for? Fallen to some deadly trap somehow tripped? Redd didn’t seem concerned by his absence... and perhaps it was John’s presence that granted this calm.

Achievement unlocked! “Let Me Whisper in Your Ear”!
Improve someone’s relationship score by 100 with only one conversation! Smooth talking can’t hurt.
+3 CHA
+1 skill point (social skills only)

Achievement unlocked! “I’m Not in Love”!
Improve someone’s relationship score by 200 within a day! Have you found a new friend... or at least lost an enemy?
+5 CHA
+1 skill point (social skills only)

Cult of Personality is now level 4!

John’s neglect of the skill had apparently readied it for a prestigious growth, given that he had two levels from just having it turned on for as many hours. With his eye flicking towards the interface whenever the Hospitaler looked away, John slowly worked the skill points into what had to be hurried up.

Cult of Personality is now level 5!
Cult of Personality is now level 6!

John disregarded the ever-growing pile of minimized XP messages; he was still a fair way away from leveling up once, probably because of how weak the enemies the party was fighting were… for now. About three hours… so 270 hours for them… just under thirteen days? God, I hope they’re OK... But for now, John had to keep trying his own means of escape.

“... Bertha,” Redd suddenly muttered.

“What?” John asked, worried that he was caught.

The Hospitaler looked away as her face grew hot. “My... my name. You asked earlier, and it’s such an object of mockery that I don’t ever mention it, but... my name is Bertha Redd.”

“Ah... what’s to mock about it?”

“Do not bother lying for my benefit,” she muttered.

“Hey, I’m serious! Could be worse, at least.”

She offered him a thin smile. “Charming, for a rogue mage bent on killing us all.”

“I don’t want to kill anyone.” Much. “I’ve... I’ve changed my mind on Lord Brighton, at least, if only to spare Moira. But the way the Order operates... I’m sorry, but they’re enslaving you, and you don’t even know it.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Do you even have a choice about working here?”

“I was free to do anything else while growing up; I chose my father’s path, but I had the gift for the Lady’s prayers... so I chose to be a healer rather than... anything else. So I serve the Lady this way... by my choice.”

“But what about what you want?”

“All that I want, I have! I’ve little want for material goods, if that’s what you believe, but I can afford them all the same; my extended family lives comfortably on my generous pay.”

“Mr. Redd?”

“There is no... Mr. Redd.”

“Have you ever had sex?”

John’s bluntness nearly toppled the poor spinster-to-be. “W-W-What kind of question is that?!”

John shrugged, or at least made to shrug as much as the bindings allowed. “It’s becoming one Hell of a way for me to tell what kind of person I’m dealing with... well, with girls, at least.”

“How... base.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s just medieval talk for ‘basic’... and how dare you.”

The two shared an awkward laugh, though Redd quickly snapped out of it. “I’m no ‘girl,’ mage.”

“Then you’re a woman.” Redd glowered at the boy as he spoke. “That’s probably why I’m... pretty attracted to you, if I’m being honest.”

Redd scoffed. “Oh, sure. Do pretty boys like you get everything you want with those lines? You really do just deal with ‘girls,’ don’t you?”

“Do you deal with men?”

“Every day.”

“Wow.”

“I-In the course of Order business, you pervert!”

“Well, I still think you’re pretty hot... and ‘Lady’ knows it’s not the robes.”

The woman gave John a bitter smile as she narrowed her eyes. “My pretty face then?” offered a woman who, admittedly, had at best a homely charm.

“Why don’t you take off this magical chastity belt and check my lie detector?”

“And have you defecate all over your bindings?” John blinked at the Hospitaler. “... What? It’s why we put those on; can hardly have you strung up and relieving yourself all over our tools.”

... I really thought it was so I couldn’t fuck anything... but that actually makes way more sense. “I promise I won’t; that’s too gross, and honestly, I don’t really... go all that often.”

“The things you mages do to your own bodies…”

She’s been this friendly for awhile... maybe now?

John relied on the second effect of Cult of Personality... and focused on changing her mind with only 0MP.

You used Catharsis (permanent), level 1. Hospitaler's trust in you increased by x1.5.

John dared to celebrate in silence. Yes... Yes...! YES!

Red stared at the handsome, muscular boy... then at his presently armored groin, and then back again with a huff. She had no reason to give in to his absurd request... except curiosity, a budding trust in the rogue mage, and her pride. “You’ll be in a world of shit if you make me regret this.”

“Y-You can curse?!”

You used Catharsis (permanent), level 1. Hospitaler's emotional attraction to you increased by x1.5.

Redd raised an eyebrow.

“I mean... you guys are always so pious and shit, so I just figured?”

“Cussing is hardly a sin or a crime... it’s impolite but... well...” She grinned as she walked over to the tray just out of John’s sight. “... fuck it. You’re not exactly our welcome guest.”

You don’t have enough mana to cast Edit Memory on Hospitaler.

You used Catharsis (permanent), level 1. Hospitaler's desire for sex with you increased by x1.5.

John whispered as she inserted the key. “Am I your welcome guest?”

CRIT! You used Catharsis (permanent), level 1. Hospitaler's desire for you increased by x4.5!

“Take it easy, lover boy,” she muttered as she worked the key. Her hand brushed his abdomen.

Now!

John willed the experimental request of his own will, one that he wished he had contemplated when Moira was upon him; his blinding anger then did not stop him now. He willed as much mana as he didn’t have to spend into the spell-!

You used Aphrodisiac! Hospitaler is now 1,280% more receptive to you.

Bertha nearly leapt back from the almost shocking touch with John's warm... stern... welcoming abs.

She completed her retreat when the key made its confirming click and let fall the only thing hiding John's engorged sin scepter. "By the Lady, it's-! Does it... hurt?"

"It's much better now," John cooed. I must be close... a bit more, and I can ask her to undo these restraints, and this whole awkward conversation will finally be over...! John refocused his mind; escape was not his only goal. He wouldn't leave anyone behind... not while he had the advantage of surprise on his side. I just have to find them all before anyone realizes I’m loose...

"It's just so... large," Redd whispered as she licked her lips. "Did you really... do that to the Warden... with this?"

"I'm not sure what I'm being accused of..." Redd struggled to answer until John coyly finished, "... but yes."

"A dirty scoundrel... and yet, I can't imagine the Warden... taking such a liking to you if she didn't welcome your... manhood." She was halfway to kneeling as she stared John's cyclops in the eye. “Such a… girth must have been so… filling…” The Hospitaler’s thirst was all but tangible.

"Moira doesn't mind sharing... go ahead." Redd looked up at him, startled. "Touch it."

"N... N... I could ne..." Redd sighed as she tried to catch her breath. "It... It would be improper."

"Is sex an unhealthy sin, too?"

"It is reckless behavior, a-and... giving in to wanton lust is a sin... one of loss of self-control."

John's cock bobbed, startling her. "Then come and touch this... with your self-control."

Without the duress of his magic, his absurd statement would be nothing more... but here, Redd saw a thin line of sinless logic there and, with her hands gripping it firmly, moved her true hands to do the same. Her grip was firm--uncomfortably so, for any who weren't blessed with Gamer's Body-- and John let Gamer's Drive go to full power. Fucking... damn. Awkward as her double-fisted handjob was, there was no denying its efficacy. "Hey... why don't you release my arms?"

Redd shot him a startled look. "A-Arms?! I can't do that."

"You can't... or won't?"

"You're to remain restrained... you're dangerous," she muttered, her enchantment slowly unraveling.

"I just want to return the favor... and return your embrace."

Redd glanced up, baffled that he sounded sincere... but not enough to doubt him. This man... by the glint in his eye and the erect cock in her hands, the first cock she had ever seen in real life outside of one mishap or another in the barracks... she could tell this prisoner wanted her.

Time to try out this spell's other mode.

You used Catharsis (hourly), level 1. Hospitaler's trust in your is increased by x15 for one hour. (Overrides the x1.5 modifier until it ends.)

"I... as much as I believe you, I..."

You used Catharsis (hourly), level 1. Hospitaler's love for you is increased by x15 for one hour.

Her hand still gripped his cock... and through it, John readied to deliver the final blow to her resistance. "Bertha, I... I want you. You can feel that, right?"

You used Aphrodisiac! Hospitaler is now 4,800% more receptive to you.

Aphrodisiac is now level 9!

Redd began to breathe heavily. "What... what is this...?"

"I think you want me too."

"That's... I can't... I'm... sex is a sacred union, not a... a simple want... even if you and the Warden..." Redd stopped herself as she imagined it: this incredible slab of manhood rutting into her glorious protector, her idol after the Lady Herself. "Lady preserve me...!"

"Then join with me... in sacred union."

"Yes... no! That's..." Redd tried to stand on her own, but her legs had become jelly. She suddenly realized a sopping moisture underneath her robes that mortified her as it began to tickle her thighs with its dribbling. What was this unnatural lust?! The Hospitaler was smart enough to know... normally... but she knew, in her heart of hearts, that John wouldn't do anything untoward to her.

I don't think I'm going to get these bindings off... not as she is... but maybe...

You cast Read Mind on Hospitaler!

Lady, please guide me... I have saved my virginity for so long... so why now...

Holy shit, she's... isn't she like in her thirties?! In a rare moment of insight, John contemplated his chances of losing his virginity by thirty before becoming the Gamer. His judgment quietly died.

I should only join for marriage... to bring new life... to serve you, bountiful Lady, as thanks for all the life you protect, to create new life...

She seems pretty baby-crazy...

To get fat with pregnancy... to feel my tits grow sore and heavy with need... to feel myself grow gravid by the seed of a man... to be controlled, and to control in turn...!

Okay, so she has a pregnancy fetish... and she’s a switch? Right. Well then.

"To do that would..." Redd's voice trailed off as she continued to eye John's meat.

"Let me get you pregnant."

Redd's glowing face looked ready to burst. "W-W-W... I mean-"

You used Catharsis (hourly), level 1. Hospitaler's impregnation fetish is increased by x15 for one hour.

Catharsis is now level 2!

“I want you… and you want this. So let’s bring new life into this world,” John breathed as he tried to meet her eye from where she was all but kneeling now.

Oh, my Lady... it's... it's here. It's going to happen. I'm...!

Alright, a bit more and she'll get me out of-

I'm going to ride this gift to me until I'm sure he's mine.

A hunger washed over Redd's face... and John began to have doubts as his restraining "platform" began to tip backwards to lay him horizontally. His cock remained in her grip as she stood. Her hungry eyes trailed all over his restrained body as if he were being served up on a platter.