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Content Warnings/Kink Spoilers: The entry is normal sized at around 6,500 words. There’s some milk mind control and leans heavy into humiliation/HEAVY non-con during a m/f sex scene.
“Guildmaster?” someone said, startling the Guildmaster.
Where did this messenger come from? It isn’t like me to let people sneak up on me like this. I was paying too much attention to the damned fox slut, he thought angrily. I have to be more careful. I can’t let on that I’m paying so much attention to her.
He turned his focus to the messenger. “Yes, I’m the Guildmaster. You have a message for me?”
“Yes, ser,” the young messenger said as she handed over a sealed letter.
“Thanks, lad,” the Guildmaster told the boy, handing over a small handful of coins after taking the envelope.
He barely noticed the boy bowing and proclaiming his thanks for such a large tip. The stamp in the wax seal on the back of the envelope had consumed all the Guildmaster’s attention once he’d seen it. It’s the family seal of Lord Luthanda. I can’t read this message out here, I need to go to my office where I’m certain no one might be spying on him.
The Adventurers Guildhall was filled with so many enchantments even the most skilled magic user would have trouble detecting all of them. Many of them were common in Guildhalls across Alaria, but some were things the Guildmaster had put in himself. His greatest achievement was setting up various hidden ways for him to magically spy on nearly every room of the Guildhall from the safety and comfort of his office.
Knowing what might happen if the wrong people found out about this he’d taken extra precautions to ensure his office was someplace people couldn’t spy on him the way he spied on others. He also often had meetings with special guests in his office he didn’t want to be overheard, and even a letter like the one he’d just received needed a place to be read without any chance of it being seen.
The Vulpenite slut can wait, he thought as he closed the door to his office and activated all the charms and enchantments that would ensure his privacy. That family seal means this message is from Svensson Luthanda, and I know from my dealings with that nobleman that whatever request he’s making of me deserves to take precedence over everything else.
Once alone and comfortable at his desk the Guildmaster broke the seal and pulled the letter out of the envelope. The handwriting was exquisite, as was to be expected in a message from a nobleman of such bearing.
And cunning, the Guildmaster thought as he happily recalled his previous dealings with Lord Luthanda. He uses his wealth, influence, and intelligence to always increase his station in life. He’s also a man who shares many of my views on how the world SHOULD be but knows well enough to keep the most controversial of those opinions hidden from all but a select few.
Over the years the two of them had developed a secret working relationship, with the nobleman offering riches and helping the Guildmaster make connections in exchange for the Guildmaster posting quests that would hinder the nobleman’s enemies or ensure quests that might target his or his ally’s interests never got taken up by competent Adventurers.
The Guildmaster read the letter quickly, eager to find out what morally dubious task the man was requesting in exchange for wealth or favors to be called in later. As the Guildmaster read a wide, eager smile spread across his face.
It’s perfect, he thought gleefully. Lord Luthanda, a man who had confessed he’d never take a wife as he felt no woman his equal, had decided it was time for him to sire some heirs. He still had no intention of marrying a woman, but he’d decided it was time to acquire one to secret away in his huge manor to “breed” at his leisure.
But not just any woman, the Guildmaster thought. He’s a Human and well aware of how short-lived that makes him when compared to most of Alaria’s races. Always looking to increase his power he’s decided he needs a woman from a longer-lived species to “breed” his heirs with.
The nobleman wanted the Guildmaster to choose a non-human Adventurer that would be good breeding stock. “One young enough to have many, MANY years of breeding in her to ensure she eventually bears me a male heir. And she must be comely so breeding her will not be a hardship,” he’d added. “Something exotic, but not TOO exotic. But most importantly one from a longer-lived race so my half-blood heirs will live far longer than the heirs of my fellow noble families to ensure MY family has a leg up on them.”
“And not too physically strong,” the letter had gone on to say. “I’ve plenty of ways of keeping my future broodmare captive and obedient, but a former Adventurer who is too physically strong or who knows too much magic would be a danger I’d like to avoid.”
The gods truly have blessed me, the Guildmaster thought. Airisu was the perfect candidate! As a Vulpenite her life was significantly longer than a Human’s, and the woman was “comely” and exotic in just the way he knew would please the nobleman. She was agile but not overly strong, and her combat skills might once have been well-honed but were now laughable thanks to them going unused for so long.
She’s perfect, the Guildmaster thought. I just need to come up with an enticing solo quest the slutty little fox won’t be able to pass up. Something that will send her to Lord Luthanda’s estate. The place is practically a deathtrap for any who might try and break in and rob him, and with a little warning he can alter his protections to make sure she’s captured and not harmed.
It was a good plan, or at least the beginning of one. But he needed time to finesse it. He’d planned on sending her off on false pretenses to face a fight she had no hope of winning, but sending the Rogue to her doom on a quest that required the use of her skill set was more appealing to him.
But more dangerous, he thought. Her skills are rusty and Lord Luthadana’s estate is a thief’s worst nightmare but still… I haven’t been so successful at ‘disappearing’ so many female Adventurers by being careless. There is always the chance her skills are not as lacking as I think they are.
He looked at the letter he was holding and thought about how fortuitous its arrival was. I should take a day or two to think about things before I start crafting an enticing quest, he told himself. Perhaps something else as fortuitous will happen. For now I’ll keep watching the slutty fox. Perhaps something will happen to HER that provides just what I need to ensure her doom.
* * *
Airisu basked in the attention of everyone at her table. They were all focused on her, every man and even most of the women. They all want me, she thought happily as she luxuriated in the feel of their eyes on her lithe body. She preened, holding her tail in her lap as she stroked it. All of them want me and none get to have me, not unless they’re REALLY tasty, and few are worthy of my carnal hungers.
She chose that moment to stretch, letting go of her tail before raising her arms above her head as she arched her back to press her chest out. Her breasts weren’t large, but they were big enough to draw attention. She always made sure she wore something that exposed just enough cleavage to walk the line between cute and sexy she’d perfected, the one that allowed her to wrap them all around her skilled fingers.
I can have anything and everything I want, she thought as she soaked up all the attention coming her way. All while putting in almost no work beyond flirting to get it.
Her furry fox ears twitched as something being said at a nearby table caught her interest. She turned her ears to better listen to the discussion, but aside from that showed no other sign she was spying on the men’s conversation. It was something she did often and with ease and was rarely noticed doing it. Few seemed to realize Vulpenites had heightened senses, at least when compared to Humans.
And everyone knows how pathetic and easily manipulated Humans are, she thought derisively. Especially their disgusting men. I’ve learned to fake enjoying their company, but except for when they are giving me something I still detest nearly all of them.
She pushed the thoughts aside and focused on the conversation that had piqued her interest. “A whole haul of Rogue’s gear,” the man was saying. “Could barely fit the load in our packs and get it all back to the Adventurer’s Guildhall after that last quest! You should see the pile, some of the highest quality gear I’ve ever seen. And all of it enchanted to boot!”
Another man at the table chimed in. “And you say you’re just going to sell it all?”
“Yup,” the first man said. “Our party doesn’t even HAVE a Rogue! We plan on unloading the whole lot of it tomorrow.”
I bet a set of gear that fancy is enchanted to work better together, Airisu thought. If they sell it to one of the lousy shopkeepers in this crummy city who knows if they’ll be smart enough to keep the set together?
Airisu had to fight the urge to keep her ears and tail from twitching and lashing in annoyance. If they’d been part of MY party all that gear would have gone to me. But they’re just wasting it! That’s not fair… The Rogue’s gear should be MINE.
She thought about going to the man’s table and flirting with him to get a good price for the gear, but she abandoned the thought almost at once. Once the idea that the Rogue’s gear should be hers was in her head Airisu decided she shouldn’t have to pay for it.
They don’t even have a Rogue, she thought as a sly smile pulled at her pretty lips. That means they don’t know how to protect their gear from Rogues like me. It’s not really even ‘stealing’, not from a party like that. That gear belongs to a Rogue, and why shouldn’t that Rogue be me?
Those fools will be busy partying and drinking down here all night. I just need to figure out what room that man is sleeping in, sneak away, break into it, and steal the gear. It should be easy, look at the brutish fool. He’s some kind of Fighter by the looks of him, a simple man whose room won’t be protected by anything but the lock on the door. And a lock’s nothing for me!
Now if he’d been some kind of Wizard I’d have to think twice about trying to break into his room. But he’s not, it doesn’t even look like his party has a Wizard either! Gods, what a lame party. It’s a wonder they finished a quest and found MY new Rogue’s gear!
* * *
Listening to their conversation had been easy. Figuring out what room the man was staying in was harder. Airisu had thought about going to try and flirt the information out of the friendly old Guildmaster, but she’d thought better of that.
She was confident her charms would work on the older Human man, how could they not? EVERYONE adored her and wanted her. But if he knew she’d been asking about the Adventurer’s room the Guildmaster might be able to figure out why once it was discovered the gear had been stolen.
Eventually she’d figured out which room was his simply by continuing to listen in on the man’s conversations. He bragged so carelessly about the collection of enchanted Rogue’s gear it felt almost like he WANTED someone to rob it from him.
I’ll happily oblige, Airisu thought as she made sure no one was in the hall by the man’s door. But I know once he discovers the theft the fool will make a stink. ‘There’s a thief in the Guildhall,’ is what he’ll whine about. But I’ll be in and out so fast no one will be able to trace the crime back to me, she thought as she quickly picked the lock to the room. A crime that’s BARELY a crime! The gear was wasted on them, they don’t even have a Rogue!
The lock clicked into place, allowing Airisu to push the door open. She intended on sliding into the room quickly before anyone had a chance of seeing her, but as soon as the door was open a loud mewling caught her by surprise. A kitten pushed its way out of the room and past her legs, dashing down the hallway out of sight.
Strange, she thought as she watched the kitten disappear around a corner. The man who’s staying here surely doesn’t seem the kind to keep a kitten. A lost kitten that got trapped in the room perhaps? she wondered as she slipped into the room.
The room had been dark till she entered it. Once inside flames magically ignited on candles and inside lanterns all around her.
The poor kitten was locked in here in the dark, Airisu thought. I wonder why it didn’t trigger the spells that turn the lights on? Maybe because it was so little… She shrugged, not able to exert more mental effort into caring about anything other than herself for very long enough to follow through with the implications of the observation. She was what was important, not some lost stray cat.
A quick glance around the room revealed what she was after. The pile of Rogue’s gear sitting on a back table was everything the man had been bragging about and more! Airisu rushed to it, marveling at the high quality. The pile contained master-crafted thieving and trap-disarming tools, some of the finest quality clothing she’d ever seen, and knives of such high quality they took her breath away.
And all of it enchanted, Airisu thought as she ran her hands across the gear. Powerful enchantments that I could feel from across the room.
She thought again about how the man hoarding the gear had been wasting it. It’s not a crime to steal gear this well-crafted and powerfully enchanted. The crime is a party who doesn’t even have a Rogue having found it in the first place! I’m not committing a crime stealing it, I’m wronging a right by making sure it ends up in the right hands. MY hands!
Airisu was so consumed with triumphant joy and greed at that moment that she failed to notice the sound of the door behind her quietly opening. By the time her ears perked up at the sound of someone approaching her it was too late.
A man growled, “Thief,” as he sent a stunning spell at Airisu.
She’d had just enough time to turn and see it was the room’s owner before the spell hit her hard in the chest. She collapsed with a pathetic whimper, her body seizing up as her muscles became unresponsive.
“You,” the man hissed as he closed the door behind him. “I know you,” he said after locking the door then standing to loom above the stunned Rogue. “You’re that cute, sexy Vulpenite everyone is always going on about. Why were you breaking into my room?”
He glared down at her, looking from her to the Rogue’s gear she’d been standing by. “Ah,” he said with a knowing nod. “I remember now, you’re a Rogue, aren’t you? You were in here stealing the gear before I could sell it.”
The man knelt beside Airisu, cocking his head slightly. “I don’t normally give women from animal races like you much notice. But I suppose I see why everyone is so infatuated with you.” He ran a hand through her long red hair, stopping to pet one of her ears. “Like a cute but highly fuckable animal.”
Hands off me, you disgusting gross Human bastard, Airisu thought, wishing she could move enough to pull away from the man’s touch. She knew the man wasn’t wholly unattractive, but he wasn’t her type and being touched by him repulsed her. He was too rugged and masculine-looking. She preferred pretty things, be they man or woman, and there were few male Humans who were anywhere near pretty enough for her tastes.
And he’s still covered in ‘adventure grime’, she thought unhappily as she was forced to stare up into the man’s eyes. Scratchy, scruffy face stubble and so much filthy dirt. And the stink! Gods I wish members of other races realized how sensitive Vulpenite noses were compared to theirs. Maybe they’d be quicker to bathe after returning from an adventure if they did…
“Cute and highly fuckable but VERY naughty,” the man said, his tone of voice turning to an angry growl as he went from petting Airisu’s hair to angrily grabbing one of her furry ears. “What am I going to do about you trying to steal from me, eh?”
Anyone else might be in deep trouble getting caught like this, Airisu thought as the man painfully held her ear and made her look into his angry eyes. But the stunning spell won’t last much longer, and once I can move I’ll be able to flirt my way out of this. He disgusts me but I should be able to get away without even having to fuck him. Maybe some heavy petting, as he seems to be into the offensive ‘animal girl’ thing, but he should be as easy to manipulate as every other man. I can see the lust in his eyes, once a man has that look they’ll do ANYTHING and fall for any trick if they think it means they’ll end up getting to have me.
The man grabbed Airisu’s head with both hands. “I bet looking the way I do you thought I was a Fighter, yes?”
Yes, Airisu thought, wishing the stunning spell would wear off sooner. But if you’re asking that it means you’re not. That explains why he was able to cast such a powerful stunning spell so easily!
“Well, I’m not,” the man continued. “I’m a Wizard, a powerful one. And a smart one,” he added with a sly, evil smile. “This room was protected by far more than a lock. Perhaps you noticed a kitten that seemed lost leaving the room when you broke in?”
The color drained from Airisu’s face. How could I be so stupid? It wasn’t a REAL kitten. It was part of a magical alarm, dashing off to let him know his room was being broken into.
“I see you’ve figured it out,” he said with a chuckle before his expression became serious. “And I suppose if I can see such emotive facial expressions on your cute, pretty face that means my stunning spell is wearing off. So I think it’s time for another spell, one that will help me ensure you receive the kind of punishment a common, sloppy thief like you deserves.”
His hands began to glow as he muttered a spell in an arcane language Airisu didn’t understand. Stupefying warmth started to radiate into Airisu’s head while the spell’s power grew. As the stunning spell wore off and she began to feel herself able to move again she found herself too dazed by this new spell to bother. The mysterious spell he was casting was muddling her mind, leaving her too confused and groggy to act.
“There,” the man said as he finished his incantation and his hands stopped glowing. “That should ensure you remain confused, dumb, and obedient while you receive your punishment.” He stood up and took a step back. “Up,” he barked.
Airisu groaned. Her body felt weak and shaky while her mind was muggy. Thinking clearly was impossible, leaving the world around her a confusing blur. Where was she? How had she gotten there? Who was this man? None of it made sense except for the command he’d given her. THAT made sense, so she followed it.
Once on her feet the cute Rogue grabbed her bushy red tail and began stroking it anxiously. She wanted to ask the man who he was and what she was doing in his room but forming words seemed too hard.
“Take your clothes off,” he told her.
Airisu started to do what he was told then stopped. No, she thought, I don’t want to get naked for this man. He’s gross. And mean, isn’t he? Didn’t he hurt me somehow?
“Don’t wanna,” she mumbled almost incoherently as she returned to holding and stroking her bushy tail anxiously.
“Oh, I know, but you’re going to,” the man said menacingly. “You’ve been a naughty little fox-bitch and you need to be punished. The spell I cast on you will ensure you remain confused and follow my orders, you just won’t like it. But that’s the point, you thieving slut! I don’t WANT you to like what’s about to happen to you. Now, STRIP!”
The firmness of the command shocked Airisu into action. Her body jerked as she dropped her tail and began undressing. She was confused and distraught, only half aware it was a spell making her follow the man’s orders. The Vulpenite Rogue whimpered as she undressed, hating the feel of the man’s eyes on her perfect body as she was made to reveal it to him.
“I see you flirting and teasing all the time,” the Wizard told her as he watched her undress. “But now that I think about it I don’t recall ever seeing or hearing about you actually bedding anyone. I think I get it. Women like you are why my party doesn’t have any female members. You’re just a tease, a saucy lean-witted wench who’s greedy, selfish, and deserving of everything that is about to happen to you. A thief who is going to finally be punished for her greed.”
Airisu whimpered again as she dropped the last of her clothing to the floor. “Please,” she whined pathetically, hands still moving of their own volition as she even took her jewelry off to follow the command he’d given her to strip. “Take me to Guildmaster… Let HIM punish me. But don’t do this.”
The Wizard grinned evilly at her. “No,” he told her. “The Guildmaster doesn’t need to find out about this. He’s too soft with women, especially younger, hotter ones like YOU. Gives you too many chances and is too welcoming to you saucy sluts. No, if I reported your crime he’d just let you off easy or you’d flirt and tease your way out of trouble. No, you fucking tease, I’m punishing you here and now.”
He paused, his evil grin growing wider. “But don’t worry, you won’t remember any of it. After I’m done punishing you I’ll use a memory charm to make you forget it all. But that won’t make what I’m about to do to you any less bad while it’s happening. Now, come here and get on your knees,” he said as he fumbled with his belt.
Airisu balked when he pulled his manhood out, alarmed to see it was already hard. She also leaned back, the rank odor of his unwashed member so strong to her heightened senses that she could smell it from where she was.
“Don’t want to,” she muttered, but even as the words came out she could feel the spell he’d cast on her working in her mind. Waves of stupefying heat washed over her mind, leaving her shaky as her desire to refuse the man’s command melted away. She fought for as long as she could, feeling like the longer she fought the stupider the spell left her.
By the time she jerked forward and dropped to her knees in front of him she was drooling stupidly on herself and no longer able to keep a clear thought in her mind. She was acting on pure animal instinct now, the spell having melted her mind to the point that all she could do was follow his commands till her mental capacity recovered.
With her face so close to the man’s rank, unwashed cock she once more reeled back in disgust. The revolting smell shocked her partially out of her stupor, allowing her to focus on it and groan out a pathetic, “Don’t like your thing. Hate the smell,” she added, her ears twitching and her tail lashing in agitation.
“Yes you do,” the man told her. “You LOVE cock. You love MY cock. You love the smell and want to bury your face in my balls in huff their rank odor.”
Once more waves of stupefying heat radiated into Airisu’s mind, melting away her intelligence and will to resist till she gave in to the commands. She reached out, grabbing the man’s throbbing cock and lifting it up as though she loved it. The cute, dazed Vulpenite then shoved her pretty face into his cock’s underside, rubbing her nose from side to side in the place his balls and shaft met as she lovingly inhaled the man’s potent unwashed musk.
“The smell turns you on and is making you wet,” he told her as he grabbed her furry ears and pulled her head tighter into the underside of his cock.
Airisu groaned into him, shivering as his command washed over her. She became aroused, feeling her womanhood gush. As the arousal caused by the rank smell of his manhood built in her she was unable to keep a hand from wandering to where her legs met. She ran the fingers of one hand through her thick, soft, furry bush then began to run at her womanhood.
“Now remember how much you HATE my cock and how it smells,” the Wizard said with a cruel laugh.
Airisu groaned in disgust as the command to love his cock and its smell went away. The rank reek of his unwashed cock was so intense she could taste it on her tongue. She wanted to retch in disgust and tried to pull away but the man’s grip on her ears was too tight. He held her head against the underside of his hard member, rolling his hips from side to side to rub it into her face.
When he pulled her head away she gasped for fresh air, sticking her tongue out to try and let the lingering taste of his foul-smelling unwashed cock waft free.
It played right into his cruelty, allowing him to drop his hard cock onto her tongue as she shoved it out of her mouth. He still had a tight grip on her ears. As soon as his cock was in her mouth he jerked her ears towards him, shoving his hard member deep into her mouth and making her gag on it. “No teeth,” he growled as he kept tight hold of her ears while fucking her face.
Airisu slapped at his legs and tried to weakly push him away as she gagged and choked on his cock. It was a vain attempt. The man was far stronger than her and her ears were so sensitive that even if she’d been strong enough to pull free his grip on them would have been enough to keep her in place.
“What a beautiful sound,” the man moaned in pleasure as he took in the “gak gak gak” sound Airisu was making while he fucked her face. “This is what a teasing cunt like you deserves. Punishment not just for stealing from me but for being such a god-damned cock tease to nearly everyone in the guild. And I bet when you put out a bitch like you insists she be in charge. Ha! THIS is how women should be treated when they’re fucked, not however you like it.”
Without warning he jerked her head back, letting his cock fall out of her mouth. He kept hold of one of Airisu’s ears while grabbing his cock by the base with the other. It was covered in a dripping layer of thick, slimy, half vomited-up saliva. He started slapping the pretty Vulpenite on the face with his cock, delighting in her grunts and groans of displeasure.
The sounds pushed him to humiliate her further. He stepped closer, pressing the underside of his shaft against her face. Then, chuckling cruelly, he started rubbing it from side to side, smearing the mess she’d gagged and coughed up on it all over her pretty features.
“Remember, you brought this on yourself,” he growled at her. “You deserve this for trying to steal from me!”
He stepped back, letting go of her ear and allowing his cock to fall off her face. She had just enough time to gasp for air before he backhanded her face hard enough to send her reeling back and falling to the floor. “You deserve this and more,” he told her as she lay sobbing on the floor. “How do you feel about it?”
The command allowed her mind to clear enough to give him an honest answer. She rolled over, her face a mess and her cheek red where he’d struck her. “I just want it to be over,” she whimpered. “I’ve learned my lesson… Let it end. Erase my memories. I won’t fight it… I just want it to be over,” she repeated with a sob of despair.
“Oh, but it’s FAR from over. It doesn’t end till I cum in you,” he told her, grabbing the dainty Vulpenite and easily tossing her onto the bed. “While I undress you are going to lay there and touch yourself while you imagine what I’m about to do to you. You’ll get turned on imagining how I’m going to fuck-punish you for trying to steal from me.”
Airisu whimpered and whined as she fought the compulsion to follow his commands. It was a battle that she quickly lost. She rolled over, spread her legs, and grabbed her pussy. As she started rubbing at herself her other hand went to one of her perky breasts. She whimpered and moaned louder, disturbed by how intensely her fear-filled fantasies of how he was going to fuck-punish her were turning her on.
Her only hope was that the terrible way he’d used her mouth would mean he wouldn’t be fucking her for long. Her hope was misplaced. The cruel, evil man had incredible sexual stamina for a Human. He fucked-punished her for longer than she thought possible.
The man made her lay on her back then grabbed her legs and spread them open as he mounted her, commanding her to rub her clit as he fucked her. His eyes locked onto her firm breasts as they bounced. The sight led to him pounding her faster and harder as he tried to make them bounce more violently.
“These tits of yours aren’t too big, but more than large enough to have some fun with while I empty my balls into you,” he grunted as he let go of her legs so he could grab her tits. He squeezed them tight enough to make her wince in pain. “You use them to get what you want, don’t you?”
Airisu, grunting in discomfort as he mauled her tits and pounded her cunt, nodded. “Yes,” she admitted thanks to the spell he’d cast on her.
“Well then, I think they need some special punishment.” He let go of her tits then swung an arm up. After holding it there to let fear build up he swung it down, slapping one of the Vulpenite’s tits hard enough to make her yelp in pain. “I’m going to slap the shit out of your pretty titties till you’re sobbing and begging me to stop. And then I’m going to keep going till I cum in you.”
Airisu was shocked past the fog muddling her mind. “Not that,” she gasped as the color drained from her face and fear twisted her expression. “When you told me to undress I took my pregnancy ward off! I haven’t been tracking my moons, I don’t know if I’m fertile right now. I don’t want to take the chance of being impregnated by a Human!”
He slapped her tits again, one after the other, laughing in cruel delight. “In truth, I’d planned on pulling out and cumming on your tits. Figured they’d be red and raw by then. But now I really am going to cum in you, you dumb slut. It’s what you deserve! Now be quiet, take it, and get off on it all.”
The Vulpenite groaned in despair once more, knowing the spell he’d cast on her would ensure she followed the command.
* * *
Airisu lay on the bed sobbing lightly as the man dressed. Her breasts were red and raw from being slapped and abused for so long. Her pussy ached and the feel of the man’s seed trickling out of her filled her with disgust.
At least she’d made sure to roll over and adjust her tail so none of the nasty semen soiled her fur. She didn’t think she was fertile at the moment, but the fear was still there. Rutting with Humans was something she could occasionally stomach to get what she wanted, but bearing one of their children? The idea had always disgusted her.
She could feel the spell he’d cast on her was wearing off, but she was too traumatized by what had just happened to try and attack the man. Besides, if she did that and escaped he wouldn’t use the spell to erase her memories. As much as she wanted to report what he’d done to the town guards and see him punished she wanted the memory gone more.
“Feeling punished for your crimes?” he asked, voice full of gloating glee.
“Yes,” Airisu said between quiet sobs. “Wipe the memories now so you don’t have to suffer any consequences for what you did to me,” she quickly added, wanting to remind him just why erasing her memories was important.
“Oh, I will. And I’ll cast a small healing spell so you won’t wake to your senses feeling what I’ve done to you. There will be no trace of your punishment. You’ll leave this room with the Rogue’s gear, waking to your senses thinking your little thieving run was successful.”
Airisu sat up, her tail wrapped around her lap to cover her womanhood while she hugged her chest to hide her breasts from him. “You’re letting me take the gear?” she asked, surprised and confused.
The man laughed in a way that left Airisu feeling very uneasy. “Of course. I hoped someone like you would try to steal it, that’s why I was bragging so loudly about it. If it had been a man I’d have just let them take it. But if it was a woman? Well, she’d need punishing. And a cute, sexy tease like you was a delight to fuck-punish.”
“But why?” she asked in disbelief. She looked at the gear, able to feel the magical power radiating from it from across the small room. “You could probably make a small fortune off the gear if you sell it to the right buyer!”
“Because if I took it to just any merchant in this city they’d want to identify the enchantments on the gear. Anyone running a shop will be able to cast that kind of spell at a high enough level to reveal the gear is all cursed. This whole setup was just a way to get it into the hands of a Rogue. See, me and my party HATE Rogues, it’s why we don’t have one in our party.”
Airisu balked. “That’s terrible! H-how is it cursed?” she asked as she looked at the gear as if it was a disgusting swarm of insects threatening to crawl on her.
“No point in telling you now,” he said with a cruel sneer. “In a moment you won’t even remember it’s cursed.” He then held his hands up and started casting the spell that would alter her memories of the evening’s events.
* * *
In the Guildmaster’s private office there was a collection of mirrors and crystal balls. He used them to connect to secretly enchanted items in each room that allowed him to spy on the events that happened in them, often recording the most salacious moments for repeated viewing later while he pleasured himself.
While he’d been watching Airisu earlier that night he’d noticed her ears perking up and turning towards the Wizard loudly bragging about the Rogue’s gear he and his party had found. The Guildmaster knew that man well. Him and his entire party despised Rogues. The Guildmaster suspected it was some kind of setup and was delighted to see Airisu was falling for it.
Once she’d slipped off he’d retired to his office for the night to watch what happened. Through the seeing items hidden in the hallway he watched her break into the man’s room, recognizing the false kitten for what it was. Shifting the view on his seeing mirror to the enchanted item in the man’s room he watched Airisu preparing to steal the gear then saw the man arrive and stun her.
Once she’d started stripping he’d taken his pants off and got comfortable, knowing whatever happened next would be worth watching while he pleasured himself. He’d wanted to wait and finish at the same time the man did but had failed. The revelation of the Vulpenite’s fear of being impregnated by a Human was just too much for him to handle and had pushed him over the edge.
“The gods really have blessed me,” he’d muttered as he’d cleaned up the mess he’d made when he’d cum. “It’s like the dumb bitch was meant to meet the fate I’m working to ensure she meets.”
Then the Wizard had revealed that gear was cursed. The Guildmaster had expected what had happened up to that point. It wasn’t the first time he’d pleasured himself to the sight of the Wizard “punishing” a female Rogue for trying to steal from him. But the addition of the gear being cursed? That was new.
“What an interesting turn of events,” the Guildmaster muttered happily. “A set of cursed gear will make it so all I need to do is send her off to Lord Luthanda’s estate. His security will do the rest, with her cursed gear ensuring that even if her skills aren’t as rusty as I think she’ll have no hope of success!”
All he had to do was craft a false quest that would be enticing enough to get the greedy Rogue to work on her own. Something that required only one Adventurer, those kinds of quests weren’t rare enough to seem suspicious. He’d have to come up with something that seemed easy but had a large payout, the perfect enticement for the greedy, lazy Rogue.
“Won’t be hard to come up with,” he told himself. “I’ve done this hundreds of times before,” he said with an evil chuckle as he thought about the nearly countless female Adventurers he’d “helped” retire permanently from the profession.
The poll this time is going to be a little different. Instead of choosing exactly what will happen next you’ll only be choosing what curse foils Airisu as she begins breaking her way into Lord Luthanda’s estate. I’ll then tailor the next entry to work well with whatever curse gets chosen. And depending on how the entry plays out we might return to this poll to add on extra effects from these options as the story goes on.
What will the curse be? (Choose up to 5 options from this poll)
Philo Hunter Erotica 
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