Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"Young Master!" Noemi bowed low and behind her, a person also took the exact reflection of obeisance.

Though i gathered the old goat was just forced by my will that intruded upon his person, but i cared not for such triviality.

"Come with me or stay. The choice is in your hands." I directed the words not only at my father's confidante but also to my recent conquest, Noemi Killoran.

"Take me with you, young master!" my cunt replied as per my expectations.

"Forgive me but i have to disappoint your favor, Your Excellency." the well spoken words of a seasoned goat indeed.

"Go." I waved a hand out and released Nicholas from my influence. What need do i have for such weaklings?

When i fully assimilate myself into this reality, then flocks of gods and immortals would seem cabbages and carrots in my front.

A mere Core Formation Peak Stage like him was an expendable commodity at best.

"Please excuse me, Your Excellency."

"CREAK!" the door shut and there were only three souls left in the chambers. Myself, Noemi, and the one who has yet to speak, Tamara.

The woman caged herself within her own world and cast away everything else but her sense of defeat. And ultimately, her loss.

"Tamara." i called towards the bitch.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" more like dragged her out by hand if i was to be honest about it. Her screams echoed loudly but i was deaf to her sufferings. Do my bidding or get crushed while rejecting it.

Such a worthy maxim i live by.

"Why..." one word from a fragmented heart. Her tears were flowing again akin to the raging floods of nature's outbreak. I understood her pain completely.

For not only women do this but also of men who found no further meaning to life. At least, not anymore. With no hope or faith, everything shatters.

"I come to offer you a choice, Tamara." i started and looked not on the grieving woman. My vision was totally focused on the dimming sun in the horizon. What lovely color it was.

"You can stay and be the plaything of Neon."

"Or be my woman and enjoy a life of grandeur." Two simple paths. Yet i knew even as i said the words that either one was unlikely to be chosen.

"Kill... me... please..." her words rang softly in the scene. Though it was less of a whisper than anything vaguely intelligible but i heard it all the same.

"Don't you want to live? Perhaps even one day, take your revenge upon your nemesis." I asked but got ignored.

"Look at me, Tamara!" our eyes kissed. She wanted to close the gates to her soul but how could i let her do that. Thus, she saw what i wanted her to see. My life for eons. Of dominion and slaughter.

Of victory and subjugation. In a breath of time, she'd seen it all.

"STOP!" Tamara wailed with that lone word. Fresh tears were now masquerading down her face. Though i knew the truth in her eyes. But a woman in tears always seem to appear fake in my thoughts.

"Tell me." said i.

"If you bring my family back to life, then i will be anything you want me to be. A woman. A killer. A slave. Your bitch." Tamara answered after the fifteenth breath had elapsed.

Oh, a wise one indeed. I smiled at this precious gal. The virtue of self-sacrifice was always a pleasant one to be a witness of.

"You should know that you won't ever escape from me, Tamara. An eternity of service shall be your fate. Are you sure?"

"Yes." my newly contracted pussy responded. And with the last echoes of her words were the advent of another familiar tune.

The slow shuffling clothes and its gentle drops that sounded so audibly refreshing to hear in the closed confines of these chambers.

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Tamara was a raven haired lady like the rest of the populace in this world. Though there were also blonde girls but they were rarely seen nowadays.

Perhaps only other races such as elves, succubi and various half breeds had natural distinct hair colors other than that of humanity.

"Do we have a deal then?" Tamara asked as she stood unashamed of her nakedness. All business and no play. What a lioness!

"Of course, my dear Tamara." i responded with these words and looked at my other bitch in the room. Don't want to promote animosity this early in the game.

"You may go outside, Noemi. And don't let anyone disturb my leisure."

"I shall stay here and watch, young master." Noemi replied. Strong words indeed.

Well, if she wanted to be a masochistic slut or just wished to learn a trick or two from the noob maiden before me, i minded not. The choice was hers and i don't want to impose my will on such paltry things.

"Come." i uttered when i returned my vision unto the lovely piece of pussy in front of me.

I walked to the bed and laid down to await the feast that would come in full in the next few breaths. And Tamara did not disappoint.

She sauntered in with sexy strides and landed on the mattress to search my lips with her own. Our tongues mingled and she was aggressive in her assault.

Like a woman in a mission which was exactly what she was at this very moment.

A girl who longed to prove her worth so that i may be able to keep her worthy along the harem that she knew i would build in the near future.

Looking into my past had indeed brought her much fortune and Tamara was appropriately using the information she got with that smart little head of hers.

I felt her shivering hands under my robes and after a few awkward moments, she had finally reached her quest with the long, big, and hard prize in her hands.

She then roamed her soft hands up and down my 10-inch pussy wrecker with its 8 inches of prodigious girth.