'Where am I? I feel so heavy.'
Ashan blinked his eyes open, the world coming into focus slowly. He scanned his surroundings. It was a luxurious room bathed in soft candlelight. Every door and window was draped with neat curtains, and in one corner stood a well-decorated table topped with a silver mirror. The flickering flames from the candles cast dancing shadows, illuminating the space with an intimate, almost ethereal glow.
'Am I in heaven? What a beautiful place.' He thought, momentarily mesmerized by the elegance. But reality crashed back as he tried to move his arms. They wouldn't budge. He glanced down, his heart sinking.
'What the.. Why am I roped? My legs too. What kind of situation am I in? I was fighting with that vampire and got poisoned. Did my potion work? If so, why am I feeling weird? I need to check my health.'
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…Health Status…
Poison successfully neutralized.
The nervous system recovered.
- Additional
After poison got neutralized, as a result, an unknown substance has been ingested to the body. Because of that substance, your hormones that boost sexual desires got stimulated. Your body is currently sensitive.
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'Ahh.. What a headache. So that's the reason. No wonder I feel so hot and funny.'
The lingering effects of the poison had twisted into something far more primal, his body betraying him with waves of unwanted heat. His skin tingled, every nerve alive and craving touch.
Ashan looked down at his body, shock rippling through him. His upper torso was completely bare, muscles taut under the candlelight. His lower body was covered by a red blanket, but he could feel the absence of fabric against his skin below.
"Eehhhh… why am I naked? My clothes? Shit.. Why aren't these ropes breaking?"
He strained against them, muscles bulging, but they held firm, infused with an unyielding energy.
"They won't break. It's no use. Those ropes were strengthened using dark mana. Even a dragon can't escape from it."
A sultry female voice echoed from behind. Ashan twisted his head, fear and confusion mixing as he saw her.
It was Narasha, the vampire queen, her presence commanding and alluring. She sauntered over slowly, her movements graceful, and perched on the bed where his legs were bound. She was nearly naked, clad only in sheer red silk that barely concealed her full breasts and the curves of her lower body, the fabric clinging like a second skin.
Ashan's face flushed crimson. He felt his manhood stirring, hardening against his will under her gaze.
'Why the hell does she look beautiful out of nowhere? No way! Am I getting horny in this situation?'
He clenched his muscles, trying to suppress the rising desire, but the stimulated hormones made it impossible to ignore.
"You? What are you doing? Why am I roped like an animal? Release me." His voice came out sharper than intended, laced with frustration.
Narasha smiled, a predatory gleam in her red eyes, and rested her head on his right knee, her silky hair brushing his skin.
"Don't you remember? I defeated you. You got poisoned but somehow survived. So I took you here and roped you. And I squeezed out all of your mana. That was a ridiculous huge amount. It took me a few hours to drain you. And I even placed a mana seal on your core so you won't be able to gather mana anymore."
Ashan glanced at the intricate seal etched on his chest, a crimson mark pulsing faintly. He checked his internal mana condition.
'She's right. I don't feel any mana inside. Not to mention, my core is completely empty. But she doesn't know about two things. Most of the mana I converted into cursed energy and chakra. It seems like she mistook that all the mana she took was from my core. That's good for me. And the seal is totally useless. Why should I care about my core when my whole body is a core on its own?' He smirked inwardly, relieved his secrets remained hidden.
"So what are you going to do with me?" He asked, locking eyes with her, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his body.
Narasha's smile turned seductive, her fangs peeking as she leaned closer. Without a word, she climbed onto the bed, her hands grazing his legs as she straddled them. Slowly, she crawled up his body, her curves pressing against him, the silk fabric teasing his skin. Ashan felt his mind going blank, lust overtaking his senses like a tidal wave.
'Damn it. Don't fall for her. She's just a monster in human form. She only wants my blood.' He fought the urge, but the stimulated hormones amplified every touch, every scent.
Narasha crossed her arms and lay atop his upper body, her gaze piercing his. Her soft, ample breasts pressed against his bare chest, the warmth seeping through the thin silk. Her sharp, intoxicating fragrance filled his nostrils, making his heart race wildly. He felt a full erection straining beneath the blanket, his body betraying him completely.
"W-What are you doing? Are you playing with me?" His voice wavered, breath coming in short gasps.
Narasha didn't reply. Instead, she nuzzled his neck, inhaling deeply.
"Honestly, I was going to kill you when I got my hands on you. But you're too good to just kill and throw away. And there's a strange smell coming from your body. It gives me a strange sensation. I've been living here alone for at least a hundred years. No joy, no entertainment. Your fragrance made me feel alive again."
She placed her index finger on Ashan's forehead.
"So I decided not to kill you. I'll drink your blood to be satisfied and keep you as my new pet here." Her voice was husky, her lips brushing his ear.
"Hey, what about my friend? Where is he?" Ashan demanded, trying to focus on anything but the heat building between them.
"Hmm.. After I caught you, I cancelled my spell. I think he's still alive. Even though he managed to survive, he can't escape this place. Without my permission, he can't enter here either. So he'll starve to death. Poor human."
Narasha's tone was indifferent, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest.
She shifted, feeling something long and hard trapped between her thighs. With a curious tilt of her head, she pulled back the blanket. Her eyes widened at the sight of Ashan's fully erect manhood, throbbing and enlarged.
"What is this thing you have? Earlier it was smaller, and now it's bigger in three folds. Is it an arm?" She asked innocently, her voice laced with fascination.
Narasha reached out, her soft hands wrapping around it gently.
"No, don't touch it. You're not allowed to touch my private part!" Ashan protested, his jaw tightening as pleasure shot through him.
"Private part? Is this something special to you? Either way, you're in no position to order me around. I'm doing what I want."
She replied playfully, her fingers exploring every inch, stroking with deliberate slowness.
"No, you don't dare to." Ashan growled, but his body arched involuntarily.
'What's with her face? Is she seeing a man's private part for the first time?' He wondered, noticing her puzzled expression.
Amidst his opposition, Narasha touched every spot, her touch sending shivers of ecstasy. Due to the stimulation, his body trembled, sweat beading on his skin.
'I can't bear this. Her hands are too stimulating. At this rate, I'm going to cum.' He thought desperately.
Accidentally, Narasha pulled back the foreskin, revealing the glistening tip. White fluid began to drip out.
Narasha's eyes lit up with intrigue. She leaned in, sniffing the pre-cum.
'It's that smell. It's coming from this very strongly. This is the source.'
Her cheeks flushed without her realizing, a strange warmth spreading from her lower body, a sensation she'd never known. A sudden impulse took over. Without thinking, she leaned down and licked his manhood, her tongue swirling experimentally.
"What is this? This taste, it's so addictive. It makes me thirsty. More.." She murmured, her voice breathy.
"Arrgh.."
Ashan twitched, his muscles tensing as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Sweat poured from his body, his breath ragged.
While licking, Narasha glanced up at his face.
'What's with him? So he can make such a face? So cute.'
In the next second, she took him fully into her mouth, sucking like a lollipop, her tongue teasing relentlessly. The lewd sounds filled the room, her movements growing bolder, more eager.
Ashan reached his limit, the pressure building uncontrollably.
'It's coming out!'