"This is bullshit", Devo crushed a bug under his foot, "I got four hours to play and I'm burning them all here"
The pretty little healer looked at him, "what do you mean?", she said pursing her soft looking lips, "this is how raids are supposed to go"
"I didn't plan on babysitting a bunch of healers and glass cannons", thinking about ripping her leather tight dress and getting some experience on his whore class doing what he liked most.
"You don't seem all that mighty yourself mister", she was clearly not reading his mood, "what is the deal with your class anyway?"
"Took it for a bet with a friend" he gave her the mushroom version of the story, "then decided i liked it".
She seemed puzzled "what's to like about it", her voice was getting on Devo's nerves, "you are a literal whore", fantasizing about gagging her didn't bring him the peace of mind he hoped for, "literaly".
"Why don't you come upstairs to the house with me" using his seductive skills to their full effect, "and I'll show you".
She seemed disoriented, "show me what exactly?" her voice didn't annoy him that much in a slurry pitch.
"Show you some good times" he added a few pheromones to their conversation, "maybe some bad times too", he whispered in her ear as his hand snaked around her waste and started guiding her to the stairs.
"What the hell Lilia?", the fat chronomancer interrupted them and the girld seemed to almost wake up, "what are you doing to her?" He asked Devo in an accusing tone.
"Just playing around", Devo answered, "letting off some frustrations", he used his skills again on the chronomancer "you could come too", emphasizing the come to add hidden messages through the skills he pushed at the players around him already with his foot on the first stair, "or you can stay here and protect our valiant leader", turning his eye towards the impossible Peasant caused the other player to also turn towards him and let Devo and his little mistress escape up the stairs.
With a third of the raiding Players already dead or badly wounded there wasn't much hope to finish anything here so taking his fun elsewhere.
Finding a bedroom at the second floor of the house Devo started kissing the dazed Player and unlacing her armor, "how much will you pay me to get this top off you?" he asked her and watched as she blankly stared at the message on her display.
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Spoiler: Explicit
Thinking yes he took her top off, sliding his fingers on her taut virtual skin and pulling a gasp from her mouth, pressing his lips to hers and feeling the soft warmth he fantasized about earlier, he was a master of his craft with few rivals to his skills and manipulations.
Employing a skill from his long ago dabbing to the magician class he pulled a silk scarf from thin air, "ever had dark desires you wanted to explore", he rasped in her ear, "how far can you go in your mind", touching the silk to her neck elicited another gasp, "what would you pay to have all your dreams come true?"
This was the height of his culminated skills, "what will you pay to be free?", manipulating his victims into paying him for fulfilling his own fantasies.
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Approving payment of every last coin from her account made him happy, it wasn't much for an active player, but he earned it fair and square by his book.
A few more magician skills got her hands tied to the bedposts, mouth gagged and remaining clothes removed, Devo leaned over, pressing his lips to her forehead, brushing his chest on her breasts and getting aroused from her inert submissive body, she was his, body and mind, using his skills to plunge deep inside her psyche he made her react to his every whim, penetrating the virtual body while also abusing her Player mind and not letting her log off.
Devo used the hack from trent to let him remove her blockers and give him access to her 'true' self, combined with his skills and experience he should be able to manipulate anyone to do anything he wanted them to, but something went wrong and not only he didn't get the controls he wanted she was waking up from his narcotic drapes were torn apart.
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Waking into a nightmare Lilia was assaulted by the smell blood and sweat, a heavy weight was laid on top of her and she couldn't remember where she was, one moment she was healing another Player and now she was tied to a bed and hurt all over.
"The sleeping beuty comes to her senses", Lilia heard a voice from her dream, "we had a lot of fun together you and I", shock washed all over her body when she realised she was naked in a strange man's bed and she tried to scream but something gagged her.
Failing to enhance the blockers on her sensory input made her panic, pulling her hands made her choke by some knot tied to her neck, tears flooded her vision, pain wreacking from every part of her body, thrashing threw the man to the floor, "a fighter huh?" she heard his mocking voice, "i see my magic touch lost some of its edge", the word magic hammered her brain into action, she cast Flaming Shield on her body that burned the bed in seconds, and as she fell to the floor she rolled away from where the man had fallen.
Hearing his scream she looked up and saw he was burnt from her shield, milky skin flayed in red angry patches on his left arm and upper body, thought a lot less damage than she expected, rolling away from her while equipping a whip in one hand and a dagger in the other, she also used the moment to try and equip her weapons but found her inventory empty, "where are my stuff?" her voice came out in a high pitch.
Giving her a cocky look, "why darling", he slurred "you gave me everything you own", removing his dagger and equipping her favorite staff, "maybe we can negotiate a trade back?".
"Give me back my stuff before I report you for hacking", she screamed, "what the fuck did you do to me?" putting on the newbie gown so she wasn't completely naked.
Lashing his whip aside "that's exactly what we did sweetheart", the whip penetrated her Flaming Shield and hit her hard "fucking", he laughed then, "fucking a whore costs a lot", the laughter turned maniacal as he ripped her unenchanted shirt and a red welt rose on her exposed breast.
"Fuck you" she screamed and cast Flaming Grasp to engulf him in fire and restrain his attacks, "I'm reporting your hacks you rapist psycho".
Damage from her attack was stopped by a powerful enchantment on his gear, "you payed me to use my skills on you", recognizing her ring of protection from fire on his finger, "your elemental magic cant hurt me", the mocking snickers pissed her off as she used the game's discretion mechanism to equip indestructible clothes.
Tightening the grasp of the spell she said "you made a lot of mistakes today", her calm voice broke through his laughter, "but I am not going to educate you", his eyes snapped to look at her face, "give me back my stuff", her staff fell from his hand as he started to feel a crushing force cracking his bones from every direction.
"But you don't have any money" he choked, "you can't add stat change effects to spells", coughing and spluttering.
Picking her staff from the floor and plucking her rings and bangle from his hands, "a lot of mistakes", without her ring the flames started to burn his skin, he immediately equipped another item which she couldn't reach without breaking the spell around him, but she didn't need the fire to kill him and loot all her stuff back.
The door to the room broke down, a whole tribe of monsters swarmed in and grabbed Lilia and Devo, breaking her magical constrictions and dragging them both through the hallway with grunts and sharp bone edged weapons.
Recognizing the Kobolds for what they were she didn't understand why she was still alive but she wasn't about to let the monster in human skin leave her sight so she followed their implied orders and didn't struggle against them, hearing the man cursing whenever one of them poked him with a sharp stick to hurry him along.