Grabbing the chains, I shackled Filora's hands with them.
"Hey, stop this right now," Filora commanded, trying to pull her hand free, but the chains did their job perfectly, keeping her restrained to the bed.
After restraining her, I moved down to her lower body. Grasping the red dress tightly, I lifted it up. It was snug against her body, making it difficult to lift, but I managed to expose her vulva.
I gently touched her delicate pink vulva, which seemed untouched by any prior abuse, despite her being a demon who drained men's vitality through seduction.
"Mgfhh," Filora looked towards me with her enchanting, yet somewhat vacant eyes. If it were anyone but me, her gaze might have made them reconsider, but my focus was solely on savoring the sweetness of her body.
In the next moment, I plunged my fingers into her warm depths, eliciting moans of pleasure from her lips.
"You... You lowly slave, I won't forgive you for this," she spat out, her voice sending shivers down my spine.
Even her protests only added to the excitement pulsing through me. I quickened the pace of my hand, feeling her arousal intensify with every movement.
Chuk! Chuk!
Her vagina began to gush with wetness, but I didn't relent; I continued to explore her with eager determination.
Filora's moans grew louder as I continued, and suddenly she arched her back, lifting her buttocks off the bed as she squirted forcefully from her vagina.
"Kheee," she made a strange noise as she squirted, only fueling my arousal further.
Thump!
After the last spurt, she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily.
"You damn slave," she muttered, glaring at me. But her expression shifted as she noticed me getting out of bed and kneeling before her.
"Please forgive me, Mistress. I did something unforgivable to you. I don't know what came over me, but I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me," I pleaded, kneeling before her.
Huh! The cunning bitch. Did she really think I didn't know what she was doing? Even now, I could perfectly see the anticipation hidden in her gaze.
Filora remained silent for a minute,
"It's okay, let me out of these now," she said, sounding resigned as she looked away from me.
Following her instructions, I stood up and walked over to her, bending down to release her from the chains. But suddenly, she lifted her hand, shattering the chain and yanking me by the neck, forcing me back onto the bed.
"You bastard, you think you're so clever, huh!" she said angrily, tearing apart her own clothes.
I struggled to push her away, realizing my feeble attempts were no match for her strength.
"Goddammit, I've made a fool of myself again," I cursed under my breath.
Despite my frustration, seeing her body reignited my arousal, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of her moaning and the creaking of the bed echoing through the corridor.
And amidst it all, my own voice joined in, punctuating each climax with a release of tension.
- - - - -
"Huff, huff," when it finally ended, the only sound left was our exhausted breathing.
Glancing down, I saw my flaccid member, drained after the intense encounter.
Turning my attention to Filora, who lay beside me, I was interrupted by the sudden entrance of Gilda.
"Whoa, it reeks of sex in here," she remarked, eyeing me and Filora in bed.
"Hi, Aaron, looks like you've done quite a great job with Filora," she added with a smirk.
I looked towards her with a painful gaze, memories of all the times we spent together flooding my mind: the dates, the movies, the conversations. It was as if she wasn't the same person I had loved all this time; instead, she appeared as a complete stranger before my eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to do it with me too?" she asked, walking towards the bed.
"Oh, is it because you remembered the time we spent together?" she continued, circling the bed and coming closer to me, placing her hand gently near mine and lowering her head.
"That's right. I didn't really explain anything to you, did I?" she said softly.
"Simply put, Aaron, you're just a meal that I choose to feed on. There's nothing else of value to me from you except for your life force, your vitality," her harsh voice reached my ears.
"But look at you now. How did you manage to stay safe from both me and her, and even knock her out using that technique? During the time we spent together, I never thought you had that much stamina in your body. If I had known, I might have let you hit me at least once," she said, stepping back from me. At the same time, Filora rose from her bed on the other side of the room.
"Did the role play go as you planned?" Gilda asked, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"He ruined it for me," Filora said, shooting me a detestable look.
"What the heck did I do?" I exclaimed, leaning out of bed and standing up. While Filora effortlessly dressed with a snap of her fingers, I remained standing there, naked and exposed.
"Just crying out loud, give him some clothes. Isn't he your slave now?" Gilda remarked, eyeing my genitals.
"That reminds me," Filora said, looking towards me. Suddenly, with a flick of her hand, a set of luxurious clothes materialized on my body, fitting g for a buttler in a castle.
"As of now, being my slave, your name will no longer be Aaron Levian. Instead, it will be Akiel... I like that Levian part, so I'll let you keep it."
just like that, I became her slave and my name changed to something unfamiliar.
"Now, as your first task, do some cleaning around the house. I noticed that witch didn't manage any cleaning all this time."
"Yes, ma'am," I nodded hurriedly, leaving the room with quick steps.
I didn't care about whatever the hell she was saying; I just wanted to get away from there as fast as possible because the gate to Earth was open for me.
I completed the task that Ghost freek asked me to do, and if he's someone who keeps his promises, he'll surely bring me to his room again and open the door to my freedom.
I just had to wait around a little bit until that happened.
I walked down the long corridor for a while and came to the staircase that led to the lower floor. Descending the stairs, I wandered around the lower floor.
The things in this castle looked almost ancient, some resembling items I had seen in fantasy comics and books.
Like this giant sword piercing through the wall, if only it had pierced through stone instead of the wall, it would resemble the sword described in stories from Earth.
Right now, I found myself in what seemed like a showcasing room for guests, with numerous eye-catching items lining both sides of the corridor.
Aside from the sword, there was also a giant suit of armor that could fit three to five humans inside, placed in another corner of the room.
"Hmm, any minute now," I muttered to myself, though I couldn't shake the feeling that the ghost was taking too long to summon me.
Did I do something wrong? No, I reasoned with myself. I did raped her, even though it was partly initiated by me and partly by her.
"Mhmm," I made a sound from my throat to check if there was anyone nearby. After a brief silence, I called out for the ghost slowly, hoping for a response.
But despite calling him numerous times, no response came, as I had expected.
"Hello, Mr. Ghost," I called out one last time, hoping for something to happen.
But in that moment, a sudden memory flooded into my mind.
"That ghost bastard, he didn't just disappear after his desire being fulfilled, right?" I called out for the ghost a few more times, but still, I received no response.
"No way, no way! That fucker, did he fool me? You son of a bitch! Argh!" I exclaimed in frustration, feeling crushed by the failure of the plan I had devised to escape from here. The thought of aging further in this place, with its relentless scrutiny, was unbearable.
"Hey boy, shut the fuck up! This isn't an audience, it's a castle that houses very sensitive individuals," suddenly, I heard a familiar voice and saw the short, grumpy figure walking towards me.
"So, you're also bound to this castle, huh?" she muttered, eyeing my clothes.
"No, it's more like you're bound to that succubus wench,"