by Robin Rhodes
When he let himself think about his girlfriend, he lost control, and so he tried to shut the floodgates and keep all that locked inside.
Having Amber beside him wasn't helping. He couldn't figure out if she was innocently touching his hand with her little finger as she pointed at a note on his paper and asked him a question, or if she was intending to make his cock stir in his pants as her hair tickled his chin.
She knew why they were going in there, that his girlfriend had been stolen by the dungeon master, she wouldn't really be trying to seduce him.
She was just young and didn't realize how gorgeous she was.
The SUVs pulled up near the entrance of the dungeon, and the officer who stood guarding it nodded at the group of twelve who stepped out of the vehicles.
"Anything to report?" Aiden asked him.
"Nothing. There haven't been any people passing by here or trying to enter since the last party I turned away."
"We should put someone on the entrance too, if you can spare any more people," Amber suggested. "We don't know if he can open other entrances to the dungeon."
Aiden hummed. "Good point," he agreed. "I'll look into it when we get back to the precinct."
After getting themselves into a formation Aiden was sure would fall apart the second they faced some danger, they started the trek down the stairs into the dungeon. He didn't ask anyone if they wanted to turn around and go back. Everyone here had committed to being here, and they would see it through to the end now.
Amber walked beside Aiden near the front. She was the highest level tank in the party, so she was needed near the front. Aiden should have been at the back as a mage, but he was in charge and that required him to lead, physically as well as mentally.
The further into the depths they got, the faster his heart beat. Elizabeth was nearby. He would have her back soon, they would be free of Aaron and could start to rebuild.
He wasn't going to remember her being fucked in front of him and enjoying it, and how that made him never want to look at her again.
He'd looked at the message Elizabeth had sent him a hundred times. He waited again and again for the moment it would make his heart constrict and tears glisten in his eyes, but every time it was a rush of anger that he'd been humiliated. It wasn't sorrow for Elizabeth, it was never pain that she wasn't here, by his side.
"You okay?" Amber asked.
She was looking at where his hands were clasped around his staff so hard his knuckles had turned white. He only realized how scrunched up his face had been when he went to soften it.
"I'm fine."
"I'm sure we'll get your girlfriend back and be out of here in no time."
Aaron shouldn't have allowed any women to come down into the dungeon, not when he knew what Aaron was capable of, but he'd selfishly withheld certain details about what had happened out of embarrassment and a need to convince the best of the best to come down into the dungeon with him.
Amber, with her small stature and big tits barely constrained by the metal armor she wore, would be exactly what Aaron was looking for.
"I'm sure we will," he said, hoping that he hadn't just led someone to a similar fate. They had to kill Aaron's dungeon and put an end to it.
After gathering outside the door to the dungeon, Aiden made sure everyone was in formation again. This time he did stand closer to the back, and kept a keen eye on Amber after she withdrew her sword and leaned forward, ready to charge.
None of them had any idea what they were really going into, and that was his fault.
"Let's do this!" he said loudly, lifting his staff in the air.
After a quick shout from the party, they opened the door and entered the first room.
It was exactly as it had been when he'd first gone in, except the orcs now had charmed armor that required magically imbued weapons to defeat them. Still, they'd been taken out in less than two minutes without most people having to do anything. Aiden had charmed Amber's sword and she'd chopped the head clean off the first orc before most people had started to move.
The next door was where things got serious, though. Mark and Jenny had updated their information on what was behind it, and the desert seemed to have been buffed since he was last there. It made sense, Aaron would be leveling up all the time.
Amber didn't wait for confirmation before opening the next door.
On the other side was a long stretch of sand, and then the never-ending blue of a glistening ocean.
"Shit."
Chapter Four
Aaron lay on the bed he'd put in his own room aboard his flagship. It was a four-poster just like the one in the slaves' room, this time with emerald draping. Gonzo's cage sat in the corner, and the lizard was deadly still inside it.
Aaron sat with his eyes shut, watching Aiden and co. coming to the realization that things had changed drastically since the last time they were in there.
Aiden and Mark were both in the party, but they were the only two he recognized. Aiden was in the back as a mage, and Mark near the front as a guardian. They weren't going to come up against many challenges right away and they were spending forever just deciding which boat they wanted to take out onto the ocean.
His excitement at finally getting to challenge his adversaries quickly died off, and he went back to the forums, always keeping an eye on the party within his walls to make sure he wasn't going to miss out on any action.
He and Beth had been talking non-stop for the past three days, and he'd barely spoken to his slaves in that time. He kept an eye on them too, but they were just lying around looking down in the dumps and so even when he and Beth had started getting dirty in their conversation, he hadn't gone to them to take his sexual frustration out.
Jerking off with Beth telling him how she was going to take his cock in her mouth didn't require any magic or illusions or pain, it was just pure pleasure.
He missed that, he'd realized after watching Dana and Dylan. He missed feeling wanted.
He and Beth were talking about the Braxian Expansion now. Their lives were so different as dungeon and paladin that he was eager to know everything she had to say about the outside world, especially about how the police were faring in the new reality.
So it's not gone full riot yet? he asked.
Not yet. There have been riots, but they've mostly been controlled so far. A lot of the police departments around here realized what was going on pretty quickly and made sure to level up fast so they could maintain control.
It doesn't sound like a very stable solution.
I think Guilds will end up governing eventually, but the only Guilds that have sprung up are still small. It's still so early that people haven't figured things out completely yet.
Aaron absorbed it all. It made sense what she was saying. Things would take a while to change because it was only the minority who fully understood what was happening.
How about you? Beth asked. What's it like down there? You must have seen so many weird things. What's your dungeon like?
I've based mine on a pirate theme. Ships on a huge ocean populated with orcs. I started off with a desert but it was really boring.
Ooh! That sounds like a lot of fun. I really would like to visit at some point. As long as you'll give me an easy run. ;)
Aaron was hard at the thought of meeting her in person, even though he had no idea what she looked like. He would certainly give her an easy run through the dungeon until she got to him, but he couldn't imagine he was going to let her go when she got there.
His brand sat heavy in his pocket.
A slave who actually liked him, who wanted to be there with him.
That was what he'd been missing.
He confirmed that of course he would give her an easy run, and proceeded to give a description of his bedroom and exactly how he was lying on said bed right that moment.
Aiden, Mark and co. had finally picked the ship they wanted to sail with and were finally casting off into the ocean. He kept one
eye on them as they headed for an island he'd populated with orcs and lizards, and decided he would wait for them to be a bit beaten down before he set sail to meet them and show them who was boss.
The other eye was on the conversation where Beth teased him about how she would have to install a kitchen on the ship because there was no way she was going to eat the magically summoned food he could conjure from the store. That was what he gave to Elizabeth and Delilah to keep them sustained, and his avatar didn't need sustenance at all.
It was all so domestic that it killed his enthusiasm for the conversation, though. He didn't want to imagine how it might be in the future, he wanted it here, now.
Dana and Dylan fucked in his vision, their affectionate looks and genuine connection.
He told Beth he had to go and stood up, his dick hard and his blood pumping with emotions he couldn't quite place.
He strode across the deck and pushed open the door to his slaves' cabin. "Elizabeth," he snapped, folding his arms.
They were lying on the bed, not talking, both beneath the comforter to cover their nudity.
Both women looked straight to his pants when he barked her name, and his erection stood tall without shame.
"Elizabeth, come with me."
She hesitated, then ignored Delilah's pleas for her not to go and followed him back across the deck to his own cabin.
When he closed the door, Elizabeth stood in the middle of the room staring at her feet. Her hands hung limp by her side instead of trying to cover herself.
She looked as gorgeous as when he'd first laid eyes on her, but her sadness was annoying right now.
"Look at me," he instructed.
She did as she was told, gazing up at him.
None of the sadness vanished. Being here with him was the last thing she wanted.
So he murmured the incantation for his Charm like he'd always planned to, and immediately her anguish faded. Now she had nothing on her face, a blank slate ready for whatever he told her.
"Love me," he said, and hated how pathetic the command was. "I want you to love me."
Elizabeth's eyebrows quirked, and although her face transformed with affection, so she had a small smile on her plump pink lips and warmth in her stare, she didn't move.
Maybe he'd been too vague.
He stepped forward and kissed her.
It was a tender kiss. A hesitant kiss that lovers might give each other. It reminded him of his first kiss with his short-term college girlfriend. He'd been so terrified to make the move that it had been nervous and short.
He pulled back after a few moments now to look at her, to see how she felt. His hands cupped her face and his eyes searched it.
He couldn't look for long, because she'd kissed him again. Her arms looped around his neck and pulled him as close as she could.
He responded in kind, fondling her ass with one hand and slipping the other between their bodies so he could pinch her nipples. She writhed against him, moaning into their kiss and tightening her hold on him.
His cock was achingly hard in his pants, and this was exactly what he'd wanted. Someone willing and pliant.
Now he wanted her beneath him.
He walked her backward until the back of her thighs hit the bed.
For a change he didn't need to give her an instruction. She climbed willingly onto it, lying with her head on his pillow and her naked body flat on the cover. She pulled her legs together, but didn't try and cover herself.
She beckoned to him with a single finger. "Come and join me."
He didn't hesitate. Climbing on top of her, he pulled her knees apart so he could nestle himself between her legs. She pulled at the button on his pants and then pushed them down to his ankles with her feet.
The moment his cock was free, she wrapped a hand around it, and Aaron buried his face against her neck
She was relentless, teasing him with languid strokes and then moving her hand so fast with such a tight grip that he spilled against her hand with a strangled breath.
When he pulled back to look at her face, she looked satisfied. She wiped her hand against the bed sheets and said, "Good?"
"Don't look like I'm finished with you," he replied, running a hand down her body and tweaking her nipples. "The best advantage to this avatar is that I can go again right away."
Just feeling her soft curves beneath his hands was enough to make him hard again.
"I'm not letting you go until I've come inside you."
She gave him an impish grin. "I wouldn't want it any other way."
He fingered her for a few moments, making sure she was wet. His hands came away coated. She was more than ready for him.
He entered her slowly at first, adjusting to the tight sheath. He was still a bit sensitive from his orgasm, but not unbearably so.
When he was balls deep inside her he stopped, shutting his eyes and taking a deep breath.
When his eyes were shut, he was transported to the ship where Aiden and Mark and co. were about to alight onto the first island they'd come across.
Aiden was giving out instructions to his crew. He looked tense, but not unhappy. He was talking to a young, gorgeous paladin, who was obviously flirting with him.
Snapping his eyes open, Aaron pulled out and fucked Elizabeth hard. Her eyes were open, she hadn't seen what he'd seen, that her boyfriend was walking around inside the dungeon just a stone's throw from where he was about to fuck her senseless.
What he loathed was how it turned him on that Aiden was there and Aaron was fucking his girlfriend. It shouldn't have made him so feverish to know that he was taking what wasn't his.
He'd wanted to sleep with charmed Elizabeth so he felt wanted, but the sex had been nothing special up to now. It was nothing compared to the previous encounters he'd had with his slaves.
Now, though, seeing Aiden, turned him on. It made his hips pound faster and faster into Elizabeth's tight cunt as he groaned with satisfaction.
Elizabeth was oblivious, still charmed to obey him. She moaned with every stroke, hands grappling at his flesh to find something to dig her fingers into. She wanted him desperately.
And that would have killed Aiden if he saw it. It would kill Elizabeth when the charm wore off and she looked back on it.
"Turn over," he said, barely finding enough breath to speak through his intense desire. "Turn over right now."
Elizabeth immediately obeyed, and Aaron ran his fingers over his brand. Elizabeth was never going to love him, but right now that didn't matter. She was here and willing and he was horny.
He couldn't resist the urge of reliving that first moment he slept with her.
He fucked her pussy for a couple more strokes to make sure he wasn't going to hurt himself by fucking a dry ass, then started pushing into her. She squirmed, but didn't complain.
He'd fucked her there before, so it probably didn't hurt as much anymore. He was more gentle than the first time, too, going slowly and letting her adjust to him before he was going to fuck her senseless.
While he inched his way in, he shut his eyes and watched Aiden. He was still chatting to the paladin, and they both burst out laughing at something she said. Her hand was on his arm the entire time, and Aiden wasn't pushing it off.
Aaron opened his eyes and rested his own hand on the brand.
Elizabeth wasn't going to have anyone to go back to even if she did find a way to escape his grasp.
Aaron was all she had.
He pulled back and fucked her gently with his tip for a few strokes before getting faster and harder. The huge cock of his avatar stretched her wide open and her moans were choked.
"Do you like that?" he asked, wishing he could remember exactly what he'd said to her when he fucked her in front of Aiden that first time. "Do you like my cock up your ass?"
"Yes," she gasped, and pushed her ass backward to take him deeper. "Yes, I love it. I love you."
With a choke he came inside her, keeping his eyes open. Breathing heavily, he
pulled out of her, wiping his cock clean on his shirt. "Fuck," he said, closing his eyes now but leaving Aiden and co. and welcoming the normal blackness he'd had before he wasn't a dungeon core.
Elizabeth flipped over to lie on her back and look up at him from beneath dark lashes. She was still breathing hard. She hadn't come, and was asking without asking for him to finish the job.
Aaron was completely out of the mood, though. He waved a hand, "You can finish yourself off."
Elizabeth diligently did as she was told, and Aaron had to look away from her pleasuring herself.
It still wasn't right. If two people had really been in love and he'd told her to finish herself off after taking advantage of her body, she would have have slapped him and told him he was a cunt.
He wouldn't have used her body or told her to finish herself off in the first place.
Dana and Daryl would have never fucked like that. The whole thing was wrong.
Maybe the problem wasn't with him, though, maybe it was with Elizabeth.
He wanted to be loved, but like he'd just said, he wouldn't have done that if he loved her. She was wrong.
His slaves were just that, his slaves.
"You can go," he said to Elizabeth, who was nearly climaxing on the bed.
She ceased her movements, but didn't stand up. "What? But I want to stay here with you."
He turned to look at her, legs spread wide and eyes soft, and felt a pang of something in his chest. Maybe it could have been love, if it had happened differently. Maybe it could have been something more.
Right now it was all fake.
The charm would wear off soon, and she would go back to hating him.
"Leave," he said again. "Go back to Delilah, to your room. I'm done with you."
Having slaves as slaves was fine. It didn't have to be something personal.
He laid back on his bed and closed his eyes, returning to the forums and a message he had from Beth.
Maybe being stuck as a dungeon didn't mean he couldn't still have relationships.
Maybe it meant he could have both. Slaves and someone to love.
Beth was talking to him about coming to visit the dungeon again, and he was enthusiastic in his response.
