a 16 years old teenage boy with red eyes and long black hair that falls around his shoulders. He stands at 5'4" and has a somewhat nervous demeanor, especially when it comes to performing magic. Despite this, he also possesses an air of aristocratic arrogance and is determined to make the best out of the unexpected situation of summoning a human familiar.

Hito gave a nervous sigh as he looked down at his number. His red eyes glancing around him to try and find a way to stall, but there was little use. Hito was the third male heir to the Siegrain family, and a second year student at the royal academy, that meant today was the day he was too summon a familiar. The ritual was simple, and he clutched the book he had read over a hundred times to commit the words to memory. The problem was that it didn't matter the spell, Hito's magic only ever ended up causing one single event.

Stepping forward as his number was called he walked out into the light. His long black hair falling around his shoulders, his red eyes searching the crowed of the auditorium. He had requested to do the summoning outside, but no one had listened to him. Breathing he gripped his wand leaving the book by the side. His voice as he spoke trembled at first. "Gods of the arcane listen to my words, I... I call forth... A great servant from the universe! Let them be bind forever to this will let them hear this voice, and be summoned!"

Electricity crackled in the air, as his eyes widened, he had misspoken the ritual, calling forth a servant instead of a familiar, His mind focused on the accident, shifting his intentions. The wind kicked up and his short 5'4 body was knocked back slightly by the force of his own spell. It never did seem to matter the spell he cast, it always ended up exploding like this. The auditorium was blown open, and Hito himself was thrown back against the wall as smoke filled the room.

His vision went blurry, and took a few moments to re adjust, "Did... I even summon anything?" His voice was weak and barely audible over the panic as someone ran to put out a fire he caused.

A soft groan came from a part of the rubble as a girl slowly crawled out of it. She looked around, blinking in confusion as she wondered where she was. This looked nothing like her home, so... where was she? Her skin, dress and long hair was a mess, dust and dirt covering her.

Slowly, she got to her feet, stumbling a bit since she was in a daze still. Looking around, she saw a few people, but nobody she knew. Frowning, she wrapped her arms around herself, her heart racing nervously.

Hito's vision cleared out with the dissipation of the smoke rising to his feet he blinked seeing a woman on stage with him. Her clothes were commoners garb with dirt covering her from the explosion. She wasn't one of the academies surf's, and she wasn't one of his, she looked completely out of place.

The thought dawned on him slowly. As he looked at her, the others seemed to get the idea as well. Had he just summoned a human being as his familiar? had that ever been done before? was that even possible? He looked at the instructor, who was only writing things down. "This is..." He looked around the room wondering what he had too do, He had summoned her to this room, but next came the painful part.

Walking up to the girl he was slightly nervous about the reaction... "What's your name?" He asked lightly, needing it for the binding ritual, most familiars received their names after the summoning, but he was guessing this girl... had one already.

Nia's eyes glanced up to him, blinking curiously as he spoke to her, asking her name. "My name?" She asked softly, biting her lip slightly "Nia" She said softly, wondering who he was, where she was and why she was here. "Nia Formenti" She added, not sure if he'd want to know all of it.

"Where am I?" She asked, gazing up at him "what's going on?" She added, her heart racing as she saw a few people staring at her from different places in the room.

Hito sighed with a less than generous smile. The next few minutes would completely change both their lives, but if he didn't bind her as a familiar her fate would be far less kind. Not to mention he would never be allowed to perform a re summon, it would be the complete failure of an entire year.

His eyes glanced around unsure of what he was doing, but he also took full note of her. This wouldn't be so bad she would be just another surf, though also his familiar. Breathing he walked up to her, the summoning was magic, but the binding was more ritual, all he had to do was make physical contact. Taking her hand, he muttered that he was sorry under his breath. "Hear my voice Nia Formenti, from this day forth your marks are known. I have summoned you to this place and time. From this day forth I mark you as mine."

The Their was a soft glow over the hand he was holding as the runes wrote themselves. Marking her forever as a magical familiar.

Nia gazed up at him as he took her hand, her eyebrows wrinkling in confusion. "W-What?" She asked, glancing down to see the runes appearing on her hand. "W-What're you talking about?" She asked, glancing up at him in worry, her heart skipping a beat as his words soaked into her mind.

Slowly, she got to her feet and stumbled back a bit. "Y-You're joking right?" she asked, gulping nervously as she took her hand away from his, her eyes staring at the marks on her hand.

Hito shook his head as she asked him if he was joking. It was mildly amusing, if not slightly tragic, they were being signaled to move off of the stage. Though really with everything out of the way he could finally slow down a little. "It's no joke. I called forth a familiar, and you were summoned. The markings prove it."

"Really this should be your greatest honor... You just got promoted to my personal hand maiden." He let out a strong and slightly arrogant laugh as he tried to make light of the situation. He was an aristocrat after all so for him this wasn't that much of a shift in his life, Surprising, but not big change.

Nia stared up at him and gulped slightly. "H-hand maiden?" She asked, wrapping her arms around herself as she tilted her head to the side a bit. "S-So there's no way out of this, no way for me to return home?" She asked, biting her lip slightly as she gazed up at him.

"A way out? Hell no. It would only reflect badly on me if my familiar was allowed to walk freely without me. I am sorry, but you will have to put your life on hold for now." Hito said with a slight stubborn tone, this was the first spell he had ever been able to cast and get a positive result, he wouldn't let her leave so easily.

"Now follow me." He said turning on his heels lightly and walking away from the auditorium his spell had wrecked. He sighed biting his lip slightly he could feel a small pang of empathy for her, but at the same time, he needed to sort some of this out. How did he summon a human as a familiar?

Nia slowly nodded and started to walk with him, her eyes remaining at the ground. She felt her heart sink a bit as she walked behind him, her hands clasped together as she tried to figure out what was happening, to process it all. She was like a servant to him, she had no way out of it, she wouldn't even be able to return home, ever possibly. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she kept walking.

Hito sighed taking her outside into the courtyard of the academy. The sun was still at high noon and right now everything seemed rather calm. He watched her face for several moments, it would take a while to adjust, but he had other things on his mind, how did go about treating a commoner who happened to end up as his familiar? It was the largest thing on his mind, and he decided that he needed to get to know her at least a little better. "What was your profession before I summoned you? Have you ever served a nobleman before?"

He was slightly worried if he had just stolen a servant of another household he could have more than a few problems, but with that dress it was unlikely.


A young girl with long hair and a soft, gentle demeanor. She wears commoner's garb, which becomes dirty and disheveled after being summoned by Hito. She seems to be naturally curious and confused about her new situation but also displays vulnerability and concern about never being able to return home. Despite these feelings, she appears to be willing to adapt to her new role as Hito's handmaiden.

Nia slowly nodded and started to walk with him, her eyes remaining at the ground. She felt her heart sink a bit as she walked behind him, her hands clasped together as she tried to figure out what was happening, to process it all. She was like a servant to him, she had no way out of it, she wouldn't even be able to return home, ever possibly. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she kept walking.


A man of intimidating stature, his physical prowess evident in his well-built and muscular physique. His eyes are hardened by countless battles, yet they hold an intriguing depth, mirroring a mind as sharp as his blades. His features are ruggedly handsome, often accentuated by a sinister smile or smirk revealing his dominance. Darius exudes authority and control. He's seasoned by years of life on edge---an experienced assassin who knows when and how much force is necessary. Despite his harsh exterior, there's an underlying sense of understanding and consideration for those under his command. He values loyalty and obedience but also respects strength and resilience. This combination of ruthlessness in battle and unexpected kindness makes him a compelling leader.

Darius loved her answer I decided he wanted her one more time this morning before they got to work. He felt his member rise and slap against her folds. He knew he would get any work done till he fucked her again. As he started to grind his cock against her wet folds his spanking became more powerful.

"Ride me my pet and prove to me you earned my happy side today." He didn't make any approach to fuck because seeing if she did was her real test. Next time he would see if she was willing to do anal with out him taking over. It would be difficult for her sure but he would have it eventually.

A slight shiver rode through Elena as she felt his member harden again and slip in between her folds once more. His command seen before he even spoke it. As his cock rubbed against her pussy, sweet and soft moans started to fill her breaths. She slid the tip against her clit a couple times before her hips slammed down a bit hard and he was inside of her. A loud moan escaping as she did so.

She didn't stop to rest for very long. Only taking a couple seconds to rest before her hips began to grind against his. Her pussy still sensitive from earlier was now building towards another climax. She began to adjusted herself so that his cock could reach deeper.

Watching her ride him made Darius's cock swell immediately as he felt his hunger to fuck her grow. He wanted to push her to the brink of sexual insanity where he was all she could think about unless she focused. He wanted her to think of new ways to please him so that he could fuck her more seriously.

Grabbing her throat and making her look at him he smiled as he he squeezed a little. "Are you liking your new life as my whore of a pet? Would you be willing to fuck me on the throne while your so called husband watched?" He pulled her down to him and wrapping her in his arms and started to pound her pussy wildly. He let a few growls lose as he bit at her neck and pulled at her hair for better access.

Elena felt his member swell within her. Driving her more wild as she begin to move her hips faster. She only slowed when his hand found its way on her throat. His questions almost answered before he pulled her down. Her arms found there way at his sides. Her fingers digging there as his member drove deeper into her pussy.

"Mhm... yes Master..." She moaned out as her neck arched to make her skin easier to get to. Her body already latched to the pleasure he was giving Her. The spell had effected her. Any innocence within her was already gone and she was beginning to adapt to what he wanted from her. She had married that man for a purpose. He had been nothing to her from the start.

Her words nearly sending him over the edge he picked up the pace so he could finish strong. "Cum for me my pet. Cum and feel me fill you up once again." Thrusting and thrusting harder he felt his time rise as he filled her full with his cum. He wouldn't be surprised if she were to bare his child at this point.

He felt her clench on his cock and he bit her neck to give her more to feel as she came. Tossing her aside as he stood up he started to get dressed. "We will need to make sure we have everything for our journey to the castle by tomorrow. My carriage is being used for a mission so we will make do with a wagon. Now get dressed and once you are come by my side as I talk guild business with Jane." He stepped out as he tossed her her specially made armor.

Elena felt his pace quicken, her screams filling the room as she was given permission to let go of what she had already been holding back. Her walls clenching even tighter to him as another climax took her. Milking him for all he had before he ended up tossing her off. Though the smile she held didn't falter. She had made him happy and that was her happiness.

As she sat up her armor hit the bed in front of her. Her eyes looking over to the box holding her daggers. An excited feeling at leaving out to the castle with him filled her. It was motivation to quickly get dressed and join him. Once dressed she took her daggers in hand. She wasn't ready for them but perhaps she should bring them. He didn't tell her to so she placed them back into the box and closed it before joining him.

Darius was talking with a few guild members in a nasty tone. "No I sent you three out on your request, it's not my fault you don't know how to build a team. Don't ask me to fix your mistakes, you go get the job done or don't come back." He sighed as he turned to Jane. "Jane bring me the whole fucking bottle instead please." Jane looked at him rolling her eyes. "Yes sir."

She handed him the bottle and sat down across from him. "You gave them a difficult job boss, cut them some slack." He scoffed. "I told them I wanted six of them and they boasted the three of them could do it alone. Don't give me that look. Alright send the other three and give a direct order note." Jane smiled and nodded as she went to do her work.

Darius started to sip at his bottle of alcohol when he saw Elena. "Come my pet and sit." He waited for her to take her place beside him and then handed her some food. "Eat up I have a feeling ill be busy all day putting out fires."

Elena walked over as the three displeased men started to walk away grunting to themselves. Obviously unhappy with the outcome they had received. She stood patiently until he finished with Jane before sitting and beginning to eat as he told her to. The morning meal energizing for the eager start they had.

"Master? If it isn't an intrusion... what happened with them?" She asked curiously in between bites of food. She didn't know if she would ever be sent of alone but she didn't want to make mistakes and cause him grief. It seemed he was already frustrated. Her focus shifting to eating faster so that she could help.

When she was finished with her food or as much as she could eat, she leaned in and began to massage at his shoulders. "I'm here if you need me to help Master." She spoke as she pecked his cheek. Her eyes turning to see Jane on her way back in.

Darius petted Elena as she asked her question and he was doing paperwork. The fact was he hadn't done his job right but they were also being to prideful but the blame was his to take. "No its my fault for listening to there foolish request. They missed the chance for a kill because they didn't listen and I didn't make them listen."

As she started to massage him he started to relax a bit, but the look on Jane's face made that go away. "Sir. I'm afraid Blake took another side contract." Darius smiled. "And here I thought you had bad news. Put him in the dungeon and you can deal with him. God I've wanted to be rid of that bastard for so long." She nodded and walked off to tend the bar.

"I should let you know I'll be having you train with Jane starting tomorrow morning. She is best with daggers in the guild tied with me. That's only because we use two different styles of fighting. If you learn her ways then we can have complimentary moves." He slid his hand to her knee and kissed her cheek.

Elena listened as he spoke. His hand comforting as he kissed her cheek. "Thank you Master. The idea of Light and Darkness working together is kind of a a scary thought. I imagine attacking differently too would be just as dangerous." She affirmed. Her arms traveled down to his back and began to work him over. He hadn't asked but she wanted to.

"Will there be times I will go on contracts Master? I mean... Alone?" Her question was far from a way to escape. It was a curiosity filling her she desired to ask. Her mind fluttering back to the daggers he had given to her as a reward. Tomorrow seeming very promising to her. She wanted to learn to use them properly. If she was to be an assassin being trained as one would be very helpful.

Darius loved how she was tending to him like she knew what he needed. He smiled when she talked about how they would be dangerous as a team. "Well I do hope you will only heighten mine and the guilds status with proper training. If you work hard and listen to Jane you will be a force all your own."

Then she asked her next question about doing solo missions. Was she eager to be alone? No that wasn't quite it bit he could toy with her a little. "Ready to be rid of me so soon are we my pet?" He spoke in a playful tone. "I'm kidding there will be some I suppose but I won't be sending you far unless I am going with. I plan on us to be a proper team when your fully trained." He slid his hand up her leg and slipped a finger inside her revealing the customizations he had added to her armor.

Elena smiled brightly as he mentioned working with Jane. Even brighter as he said she would get some. She wanted to able to prove herself on her own. She knew she was in over her head now but when ready she wanted to show she could handle herself. She didn't have to but she wanted to. Her hand moving down further as she worked at his thighs.

Her hands stopped as his finger found it's way inside of her. She hadn't initially seen any holes that allowed access as a sudden gasp of surprise with a hardly hidden moan sounded softly from her. "Master... you never told me..." She spoke before she placed a kiss at his neck.

Darius smiled when she noticed he had made alterations to her armor he started to finger her faster. "What are you saying I can't have you wear what I want? Hmmm maybe my pet needs a little punishment?" He worked her deeper as his other hand still did paperwork like it was nothing.

"What do you say, do you need more punishment my dear Elena?" He smiled as he took another drink of his scotch. A second finger slipped inside her to aid the first in fast, hard movements.

Elena couldn't hold the moans that escaped as he picked up the pace. She didn't desire to either as they almost filled the room. She didn't mind if they knew she was his. Her answer earlier had been the truth. She would accept him here if he wanted. As he continued she found herself leaning softly into him for support. The talk of punishment making her even more flustered before she felt his second finger enter.

Elena's moans grew a bit louder as the second finger began to aid in earnest. She felt herself building towards a climax already. The attention in public only arousing her further. "M... master... I... w... wish... t... to cum..." Her plea even loud enough for the nearby Jane to overhear as another moan escaped.

Darius knew then that not only had she given herself to him but also abandon her shame to be his whenever he wanted. He couldn't help but get aroused at the thought and would use this opportunity to show the others that she was his. Hell others fucked in the guild hall main room all the time so why couldn't her let her cum? He moved his fingers faster and leaned in to whisper. "You better scream in your pleasure and show them whom you belong too. Now cum." He smiled as he added a third finger just to male her climax reach an overload of pleasure.

Elena felt his fingers as they picked up even faster. His breath as he leaned in and spoke. She couldn't hold her climax much longer as another finger was inserted and her permission was given. His finger now drenched with her juices as her scream rang within the hall. Her arms clinging to him as the pleasure took her. Her legs twitching for a small moment as she just held him and slowed her breathing.

"Th-thank you Master." She gasped out. If he offered his fingers to her she would open her mouth to clean them. The female didn't bother looking to see if anyone was staring. She didn't mind it as it had been Darius's wish for them to be known.

Darius licked his hand and then shoved it into her mouth making her suck it clean. Her moan drew Jane's attention and she walked up. *Sir I'm going to need the night off. It's the um well you know.* Darius was in the process of picking Elena up and placing her on his lap and he nodded. He then grabbed a large coin pouch and handed it to her.

"You know I understand Jane. As always my heart goes out to you tonight and every other time." He watched her leave and then he picked up Elena taking her to their room. "We are going to work on fucking your ass. Get undressed and come over here's I can pound you till you cant walk properly." He laid onto the bed and took his pants off showing his hard cock.

Elena blushed a bit as Jane came up to them. Her lips still cleaning off a bit of her wetness off his fingers still. Though she listened between them she couldn't help but feel curious. Though she felt it rude to ask and instead remained quiet. A gasp leaving her as he lifted in his arms and began carrying her again. Her legs wrapping around his torso as he did so.

As he set her down she began to remove her clothing. Doing so almost eagerly before she made her way to him. As she crawled on to him she laced kisses up his cock and let them trailed up his abdomen. Finishing by kissing him.

Darius loved how hungry for him she had become, she would already be getting herself ready before he could speak words to her. He wanted to show her his appreciation and he would as he fucked her ass till all she could think about was his cock. That was to be the only thought in her mind.

He plunged his cock deep inside her with one thrust and immediately started to pump his cock wildly. Using her juices he slipped a finger in to prepare her unused hole for his large member. Once she was nice and slick he pulled her off his cock and rested her back entrance to the tip of his cock. He then smiled and push her down till he felt her squirm a lot. "Take it nice and easy, once the whole length is in start to move."

Elena cried out lustfully as he pushed inside of her. The pleasure as he pushed deep inside and began to fuck her hard was enough to draw her attention from the finger being inserted. Her hips still pressing against him as he pulled away until he retreated and she felt the tip of his member rested against the unused hole. A nervous feeling growing before she felt him pull her down as his member went in. The girl squirmed a bit as he did so. There was pain as he went in and now she felt him stop pulling. The girl resting where she was as she listened to his instructions. A heat filled her cheeks as she had the brief memory of who she had been months ago.

Slowly she pushed against him further as his member slipped deeper inside. Through the pain there was a deal of pleasure that came this time. Slowly she began to move against him. The pain slowly trading itself for pleasure as more moans began to fill the air once again. A finger once again found its work at her folds to add to the experience.

Darius smiled seeing that she took to her ass being fucked so easily. It made him happy to be the owner of such a fine play thing. She seemed to be enjoying it and almost working him more and more building up so she could cum. Her ass milked his cock as if she were already begging him to cum inside her. He slid both hands to her waist and matched her pace as he bit her neck playfully.

When he felt her getting used to it he smiled wide right before pounding her ass hard like it had been used before. "That's my girl, scream for me. Let everyone know that your ass is mine both literally and figuratively. I'm fucking you till you collapse so you best be prepared to walk funny tomorrow." He moved a hand to her throat and the other started to pull and slap her breasts to tease her some more.


A woman of striking beauty, her allure only enhanced by an air of mystery. Her eyes are sharp and alert, reflecting a mind honed by years of combat training and alchemy studies. She has a lithe physique, strong yet feminine, bearing testament not just her royalty but also her warrior spirit. Her hair is usually kept away from her face, revealing an unyielding determination in her gaze. In terms of personality, Elena is both resilient and adaptable. Despite being born into royalty, she does not shy away from hardship or challenge; instead embracing them as opportunities for growth. She's submissive when required yet holds a firm resolve within herself. This duality in nature makes Elena intriguing---she's both a princess and a warrior at heart.

Darius loved her answer I decided he wanted her one more time this morning before they got to work. He felt his member rise and slap against her folds. He knew he would get any work done till he fucked her again. As he started to grind his cock against her wet folds his spanking became more powerful.

"Ride me my pet and prove to me you earned my happy side today." He didn't make any approach to fuck because seeing if she did was her real test. Next time he would see if she was willing to do anal with out him taking over. It would be difficult for her sure but he would have it eventually.

A slight shiver rode through Elena as she felt his member harden again and slip in between her folds once more. His command seen before he even spoke it. As his cock rubbed against her pussy, sweet and soft moans started to fill her breaths. She slid the tip against her clit a couple times before her hips slammed down a bit hard and he was inside of her. A loud moan escaping as she did so.

She didn't stop to rest for very long. Only taking a couple seconds to rest before her hips began to grind against his. Her pussy still sensitive from earlier was now building towards another climax. She began to adjusted herself so that his cock could reach deeper.

Watching her ride him made Darius's cock swell immediately as he felt his hunger to fuck her grow. He wanted to push her to the brink of sexual insanity where he was all she could think about unless she focused. He wanted her to think of new ways to please him so that he could fuck her more seriously.

Grabbing her throat and making her look at him he smiled as he he squeezed a little. "Are you liking your new life as my whore of a pet? Would you be willing to fuck me on the throne while your so called husband watched?" He pulled her down to him and wrapping her in his arms and started to pound her pussy wildly. He let a few growls lose as he bit at her neck and pulled at her hair for better access.

Elena felt his member swell within her. Driving her more wild as she begin to move her hips faster. She only slowed when his hand found its way on her throat. His questions almost answered before he pulled her down. Her arms found there way at his sides. Her fingers digging there as his member drove deeper into her pussy.

"Mhm... yes Master..." She moaned out as her neck arched to make her skin easier to get to. Her body already latched to the pleasure he was giving Her. The spell had effected her. Any innocence within her was already gone and she was beginning to adapt to what he wanted from her. She had married that man for a purpose. He had been nothing to her from the start.

Her words nearly sending him over the edge he picked up the pace so he could finish strong. "Cum for me my pet. Cum and feel me fill you up once again." Thrusting and thrusting harder he felt his time rise as he filled her full with his cum. He wouldn't be surprised if she were to bare his child at this point.

He felt her clench on his cock and he bit her neck to give her more to feel as she came. Tossing her aside as he stood up he started to get dressed. "We will need to make sure we have everything for our journey to the castle by tomorrow. My carriage is being used for a mission so we will make do with a wagon. Now get dressed and once you are come by my side as I talk guild business with Jane." He stepped out as he tossed her her specially made armor.

Elena felt his pace quicken, her screams filling the room as she was given permission to let go of what she had already been holding back. Her walls clenching even tighter to him as another climax took her. Milking him for all he had before he ended up tossing her off. Though the smile she held didn't falter. She had made him happy and that was her happiness.

As she sat up her armor hit the bed in front of her. Her eyes looking over to the box holding her daggers. An excited feeling at leaving out to the castle with him filled her. It was motivation to quickly get dressed and join him. Once dressed she took her daggers in hand. She wasn't ready for them but perhaps she should bring them. He didn't tell her to so she placed them back into the box and closed it before joining him.

Darius was talking with a few guild members in a nasty tone. "No I sent you three out on your request, it's not my fault you don't know how to build a team. Don't ask me to fix your mistakes, you go get the job done or don't come back." He sighed as he turned to Jane. "Jane bring me the whole fucking bottle instead please." Jane looked at him rolling her eyes. "Yes sir."

She handed him the bottle and sat down across from him. "You gave them a difficult job boss, cut them some slack." He scoffed. "I told them I wanted six of them and they boasted the three of them could do it alone. Don't give me that look. Alright send the other three and give a direct order note." Jane smiled and nodded as she went to do her work.

Darius started to sip at his bottle of alcohol when he saw Elena. "Come my pet and sit." He waited for her to take her place beside him and then handed her some food. "Eat up I have a feeling ill be busy all day putting out fires."

Elena walked over as the three displeased men started to walk away grunting to themselves. Obviously unhappy with the outcome they had received. She stood patiently until he finished with Jane before sitting and beginning to eat as he told her to. The morning meal energizing for the eager start they had.

"Master? If it isn't an intrusion... what happened with them?" She asked curiously in between bites of food. She didn't know if she would ever be sent of alone but she didn't want to make mistakes and cause him grief. It seemed he was already frustrated. Her focus shifting to eating faster so that she could help.

When she was finished with her food or as much as she could eat, she leaned in and began to massage at his shoulders. "I'm here if you need me to help Master." She spoke as she pecked his cheek. Her eyes turning to see Jane on her way back in.

Darius petted Elena as she asked her question and he was doing paperwork. The fact was he hadn't done his job right but they were also being to prideful but the blame was his to take. "No its my fault for listening to there foolish request. They missed the chance for a kill because they didn't listen and I didn't make them listen."

As she started to massage him he started to relax a bit, but the look on Jane's face made that go away. "Sir. I'm afraid Blake took another side contract." Darius smiled. "And here I thought you had bad news. Put him in the dungeon and you can deal with him. God I've wanted to be rid of that bastard for so long." She nodded and walked off to tend the bar.

"I should let you know I'll be having you train with Jane starting tomorrow morning. She is best with daggers in the guild tied with me. That's only because we use two different styles of fighting. If you learn her ways then we can have complimentary moves." He slid his hand to her knee and kissed her cheek.

Elena listened as he spoke. His hand comforting as he kissed her cheek. "Thank you Master. The idea of Light and Darkness working together is kind of a a scary thought. I imagine attacking differently too would be just as dangerous." She affirmed. Her arms traveled down to his back and began to work him over. He hadn't asked but she wanted to.

"Will there be times I will go on contracts Master? I mean... Alone?" Her question was far from a way to escape. It was a curiosity filling her she desired to ask. Her mind fluttering back to the daggers he had given to her as a reward. Tomorrow seeming very promising to her. She wanted to learn to use them properly. If she was to be an assassin being trained as one would be very helpful.

Darius loved how she was tending to him like she knew what he needed. He smiled when she talked about how they would be dangerous as a team. "Well I do hope you will only heighten mine and the guilds status with proper training. If you work hard and listen to Jane you will be a force all your own."

Then she asked her next question about doing solo missions. Was she eager to be alone? No that wasn't quite it bit he could toy with her a little. "Ready to be rid of me so soon are we my pet?" He spoke in a playful tone. "I'm kidding there will be some I suppose but I won't be sending you far unless I am going with. I plan on us to be a proper team when your fully trained." He slid his hand up her leg and slipped a finger inside her revealing the customizations he had added to her armor.

Elena smiled brightly as he mentioned working with Jane. Even brighter as he said she would get some. She wanted to able to prove herself on her own. She knew she was in over her head now but when ready she wanted to show she could handle herself. She didn't have to but she wanted to. Her hand moving down further as she worked at his thighs.

Her hands stopped as his finger found it's way inside of her. She hadn't initially seen any holes that allowed access as a sudden gasp of surprise with a hardly hidden moan sounded softly from her. "Master... you never told me..." She spoke before she placed a kiss at his neck.

Darius smiled when she noticed he had made alterations to her armor he started to finger her faster. "What are you saying I can't have you wear what I want? Hmmm maybe my pet needs a little punishment?" He worked her deeper as his other hand still did paperwork like it was nothing.

"What do you say, do you need more punishment my dear Elena?" He smiled as he took another drink of his scotch. A second finger slipped inside her to aid the first in fast, hard movements.

Elena couldn't hold the moans that escaped as he picked up the pace. She didn't desire to either as they almost filled the room. She didn't mind if they knew she was his. Her answer earlier had been the truth. She would accept him here if he wanted. As he continued she found herself leaning softly into him for support. The talk of punishment making her even more flustered before she felt his second finger enter.

Elena's moans grew a bit louder as the second finger began to aid in earnest. She felt herself building towards a climax already. The attention in public only arousing her further. "M... master... I... w... wish... t... to cum..." Her plea even loud enough for the nearby Jane to overhear as another moan escaped.

Darius knew then that not only had she given herself to him but also abandon her shame to be his whenever he wanted. He couldn't help but get aroused at the thought and would use this opportunity to show the others that she was his. Hell others fucked in the guild hall main room all the time so why couldn't her let her cum? He moved his fingers faster and leaned in to whisper. "You better scream in your pleasure and show them whom you belong too. Now cum." He smiled as he added a third finger just to male her climax reach an overload of pleasure.

Elena felt his fingers as they picked up even faster. His breath as he leaned in and spoke. She couldn't hold her climax much longer as another finger was inserted and her permission was given. His finger now drenched with her juices as her scream rang within the hall. Her arms clinging to him as the pleasure took her. Her legs twitching for a small moment as she just held him and slowed her breathing.

"Th-thank you Master." She gasped out. If he offered his fingers to her she would open her mouth to clean them. The female didn't bother looking to see if anyone was staring. She didn't mind it as it had been Darius's wish for them to be known.

Darius licked his hand and then shoved it into her mouth making her suck it clean. Her moan drew Jane's attention and she walked up. *Sir I'm going to need the night off. It's the um well you know.* Darius was in the process of picking Elena up and placing her on his lap and he nodded. He then grabbed a large coin pouch and handed it to her.

"You know I understand Jane. As always my heart goes out to you tonight and every other time." He watched her leave and then he picked up Elena taking her to their room. "We are going to work on fucking your ass. Get undressed and come over here's I can pound you till you cant walk properly." He laid onto the bed and took his pants off showing his hard cock.

Elena blushed a bit as Jane came up to them. Her lips still cleaning off a bit of her wetness off his fingers still. Though she listened between them she couldn't help but feel curious. Though she felt it rude to ask and instead remained quiet. A gasp leaving her as he lifted in his arms and began carrying her again. Her legs wrapping around his torso as he did so.

As he set her down she began to remove her clothing. Doing so almost eagerly before she made her way to him. As she crawled on to him she laced kisses up his cock and let them trailed up his abdomen. Finishing by kissing him.

Darius loved how hungry for him she had become, she would already be getting herself ready before he could speak words to her. He wanted to show her his appreciation and he would as he fucked her ass till all she could think about was his cock. That was to be the only thought in her mind.

He plunged his cock deep inside her with one thrust and immediately started to pump his cock wildly. Using her juices he slipped a finger in to prepare her unused hole for his large member. Once she was nice and slick he pulled her off his cock and rested her back entrance to the tip of his cock. He then smiled and push her down till he felt her squirm a lot. "Take it nice and easy, once the whole length is in start to move."

Elena cried out lustfully as he pushed inside of her. The pleasure as he pushed deep inside and began to fuck her hard was enough to draw her attention from the finger being inserted. Her hips still pressing against him as he pulled away until he retreated and she felt the tip of his member rested against the unused hole. A nervous feeling growing before she felt him pull her down as his member went in. The girl squirmed a bit as he did so. There was pain as he went in and now she felt him stop pulling. The girl resting where she was as she listened to his instructions. A heat filled her cheeks as she had the brief memory of who she had been months ago.

Slowly she pushed against him further as his member slipped deeper inside. Through the pain there was a deal of pleasure that came this time. Slowly she began to move against him. The pain slowly trading itself for pleasure as more moans began to fill the air once again. A finger once again found its work at her folds to add to the experience.

Darius smiled seeing that she took to her ass being fucked so easily. It made him happy to be the owner of such a fine play thing. She seemed to be enjoying it and almost working him more and more building up so she could cum. Her ass milked his cock as if she were already begging him to cum inside her. He slid both hands to her waist and matched her pace as he bit her neck playfully.

When he felt her getting used to it he smiled wide right before pounding her ass hard like it had been used before. "That's my girl, scream for me. Let everyone know that your ass is mine both literally and figuratively. I'm fucking you till you collapse so you best be prepared to walk funny tomorrow." He moved a hand to her throat and the other started to pull and slap her breasts to tease her some more.

The day went by fairly fast. Elena a little sore by the end of it as she fell asleep alongside Darius. Comfortable cuddling alongside him and resting peacefully. Her dreams guided by her new life and the blades she had earned. As the morning came, Darius instructed her to eat and go see Jane for her training. The girl being reminded the events of the day before. She was unsure if she needed the daggers and decided to bring them anyway as she left the quarters. Deciding on a nice stew to start her morning with a bit of coffee as she noticed Jane walk in . Her eyes lifting up to meet hers as she walked by.

"Morning Jane. Darius said something about training today?" She questioned as she finished the rest of her stew and sipped on the coffee. Letting the daggers lay in her lap as she did so. Her hand moved up to remove the hair blocking her right eye as awaited he answer.


A curious and adventurous young woman who is not afraid to explore her desires. She enjoys watching Tyler from afar, hinting at a slightly voyeuristic side to her personality. Ally is also friendly and social, as she spends time with friends and goes shopping or to the gym when her parents are away. She appears caring and thoughtful by trying to help her art student friend Claire find guidance in her craft. Ally's blushing during conversations suggests that she might be somewhat shy or easily embarrassed when confronted about certain topics, but overall, she is open-minded and engaging.

Ally awoke bright and early the next morning half imagining that last night had been all a dream. Well that was until she moved and her pussy throbbed lightly between her legs. Aftermath of good sex she though as she gently got out if bed and looked at the mess that was her sheets. Covered in her cum and his, she quickly stripped the bed and took the sheets down to wash later before hopping in the shower.

She felt amazing. Tyler wanted her, had had his way with her and it had felt amazing. She couldn't wait for the next session and dried her hair and dressed quickly remembering his invitation to come over whenever. She would like to talk to him anyway. Her friend was an art major looking for a few extra lessons an she thought Tyler would be perfect for it. As she made her way across her room she noticed something in her floor... keys? Where did they come from she wondered. Picking them up she figured they must have fallen out if Tyler's bag. She smirked gently and dropped them in her bedside drawer thinking they might come in handy. She smiled seeing Tyler in the kitchen and made her way over to see him.

Tyler had spent most of the morning sleeping, a bit tired out from his adventures the previous night. He got out of bed at about 10, showered, and put on a pot of coffee before tossing through the duffel bag and putting its contents back into a chest of sex toys he kept in his bedroom. He paused and frowned, patting himself down for the extra set of house keys he usually kept in the gym bag. Shrugging it off, he figured he'd just have another set made at the locksmith. After all, it wasn't like he lived in a high crime neighborhood, and rekeying the locks was too much of a pain.

Tyler was just pouring himself a mug of coffee, dressed in a bathrobe, when he noticed Ally coming over. He gave her a wave, wink, and smile, pouring another mug and bringing it to the large sliding glass door in the kitchen, opening it for her and handing her a cup as well. "Well well... good morning sunshine." He grinned and gave a light chuckle as he motioned for her to sit down at the table. "I don't normally eat breakfast, but if you want toast or something I can throw a couple of slices of bread in the toaster..."

Ally smiled taking the cup Tyler handed her, "Well hello you..." smiling as I take a sip of the coffee. Walking over and sitting down at the table she glanced up at him. "I'll have some if you'll have some" she said with a grin. "Last night was... fun" she said taking another sip of the coffee, "I'm rather sore now though" she laughed slightly, "In a good way though"

Tyler shrugged lightly as he grabbed a few slices of bread and threw them in the sleek four-slot toaster on his counter. He sat down with Ally while the toast browned, smiling and looking to her with still-sleepy eyes. "So... what have you been doing to keep yourself busy while your parents are skiing?" A sly smirk crossed his lips as he added, "Other than spying on me, of course."

"Oh well spying on you takes up a lot of my time" she replied with a soft grin, sipping her coffee. "I shop, go to the gym, hang out with my friends" she said lightly. "That reminds me... um... before... you know... everything last night, I was actually wanting to ask you... my friend Claire is an art student and she is looking for someone to give her some pointers and tip with her course work. I said I'd ask you if you'd talk to her, maybe show her some new skills?" she said smiling sweetly.

Tyler gave off a warm, flirtatious laugh. "I had no idea I was that interesting." A smile, a sip of coffee. "And about your friend... you're more than welcome to have her come over. I'm between projects right now, so it would be the perfect time for me to work with her. Any special medium she likes to use?" Tyler looked over the canvases, clay, and wire that was scattered across his living room. He himself worked in all of the media, and he was quite talented at all of it.

Ally blushed slightly thinking about all the times she'd watched him, all the different things she had seen him do but she kept that to herself. He knew full well when she had been watching. He had told her last night. "Well she is currently doing a lot of work with acrylic paints and some water colors but I think this project is using oil paints. I'm really not sure what she said but I know you use pretty much everything and you're very talented so... I really appreciate you helping her out" she said with a small smile. Glancing behind him as she heard the toaster ping.

"Hey, no worries. A friend of yours is a friend of mine." Tyler was a nice enough guy, fucking aside, that she would know that would be his response either way. He turned as he heard the toaster, grabbing the hot slices with a fork and spreading some butter on them before putting two slices on each of two plates. "Anything else you want on them? Jelly or something perhaps?"

"No butter is good and thanks for seeing her, she's a wonderful young artist. I'm sure you will like the work she has done already" Ally smiled picking up a slice of the toast and taking a bite as she watched him. "So... how long? I mean... how long did you know I was watching you?" she could feel a her blush lightly streaming across her cheeks. It wasn't that she was embarrassed at what she had been doing, far from it. She was simply a little embarrassed he had seen her watching, especially when he was in the shower...


A laid-back and flirtatious man, comfortable with his sexuality and open to engaging in intimate activities. He is talented in various art forms and enjoys working on different projects. Tyler is friendly, approachable, and willing to help others, as seen by his eagerness to assist Ally's friend Claire. His sense of humor comes across in his conversations, and he doesn't seem overly concerned about being watched by Ally before their encounter.

"No butter is good and thanks for seeing her, she's a wonderful young artist. I'm sure you will like the work she has done already" Ally smiled picking up a slice of the toast and taking a bite as she watched him. "So... how long? I mean... how long did you know I was watching you?" she could feel a her blush lightly streaming across her cheeks. It wasn't that she was embarrassed at what she had been doing, far from it. She was simply a little embarrassed he had seen her watching, especially when he was in the shower...

Tyler shrugged and smirked jokingly as he laughed at her question. "I don't know, right inches or so... Oh wait, you didn't mean that length. I think I noticed you back when I was cleaning up after a night with my ex. At first I thought it was an accident... But you were kind of staring." He chuckled a bit, adding, "Don't worry, it was flattering even with a girlfriend."


A tall, muscular and dominant alpha male. He exudes an air of confidence and control in his interactions with others, particularly with omega boys. He is not afraid to use force or coercion to get what he wants. Additionally, Rafael has sadistic tendencies and enjoys rough sex.

"Hey, kid" he started, walking slowly into the alley with arms outstretched, trying to show the omega he meant no harm. "Drop the bottle, and I'll take you back to the station. No one will touch you... we'll get you clothed and fed, but there's some questions I'd like you to answer."

The video feed had tagged Elijah as a member of one of the criminal gangs, and likely the money stolen was going into one of the upper bosses pockets. Rafael needed whatever the pinkette knew. But, if he wanted to make it difficult... well, the omega boy was cute, and he wouldn't mind having some rough fun with him.

"Already tired?" He snapped at that with a laugh, smirking rather smugly at the two cops. Even if he was cornered, Elijah had no problem with his attitude, in fact in times like this one could find it only got worse. He would get out of this. He had some form of weapon now, the two cops were tired, all it would take was a bit of speed to outrun them. Something which the young omega had plenty off.

However, that cocky persona was quickly silenced as he watched a man come from around the corner. He was much taller and muscular than the cops before, something which definitely put him in a state of fear. But what really scared Elijah, was that badge. Plenty of the gang had been taken off to prison or even fucking killed by the men wearing those badges. His face dropped, only raising up the makeshift weapon, glaring. He needed this money, he needed escape. If he got caught... the boss would kill him!

"Hey! I said stay the fuck back!" The omega practically screamed, glaring at all three of them now.

Rafael inhaled and sighed. "Block the exit" he told the two cops as he walked into the alley. "Aight kiddo, if you want to do this the hard way."

Reaching into his utility belt, he took out roll of wide stripped bondage tape and slid the roll around his waist. He continued to approach Elijah, making not sudden moves, instead deciding to see what his slow and ominous approach would force the omega to do. And as he slowly walked, coming no closer than the omega's weapon range, he slowly pushed his pheromones out. A pleasant scent, the mark of a true alpha, that would force the boy the fight with his body's reaction to go into heat and submit.

"Don't you dare!" He yelled once more, voice tainted with anger and a slight sensation of dread. "You let me walk out of here or I'll cut all three of you pigs up!" Elijah snapped, waving around the broken glass bottle around wildly, like a mad man.

But his dangerous and frenzy-like attacks could not stop his body's reaction as that sweet scent of an alpha filled the air. It felt he was choking on the damn pheromones. Elijah was quick in moving to cover his mouth and nose, though it didn't stop the way his body began to heat up, his face flushed a soft pink color and his eyes became glazed over with lust. He lowered the arm covering his mouth and nose, letting out little pants as he eyed the alpha up and down. Want, need, lust was all that filled his head as Elijah was forced into heat. He dropped the bottle and practically fell onto his knees, weakened by the pheromones.

"Good little omega boy" Rafael praised him, though he still approached carefully in case Elijah was play acting. The officer note that he had to put out a relatively high dose to overcome the pinkette's resistance. He'd need to restrain him quickly, since the effect would likely wear off quickly as well.

Kicking the bottle away from him, he circled around and pulled his arms behind his back. With the tape he wrapped it around several times, pinning the wrists together before taping his fingers up into fists, making his hands completely useless. Next was the mouth. To keep him from being too too loud, he ripped several strips off and pulled them over the boy's lips. Three horizontally, from cheek to cheek, from just under the nose to his chin.

The omega whimpered at the praise, unable to barely move as the alpha lifted him up and began to restrain him. First starting with his arms and hands, and then making sure his mouth was kept shut. Great, now he had lost his chance of fighting back physically but also the ability to hurl and insult he could at the stupid cops.

As he was lifted up, the effects however were beginning to wear off and Elijah regained some of his fighting spirit. He began to fight back, squirming and struggling as he glared angrily at the cop.

The alpha hoisted him up, slinging him over his shoulder, as the boy wiggled and kicked. "There there, you could have surrendered before" he chastised him, grabbing the omega's ass with a hand and giving it a hard squeeze. "Now, if you behave going forward, we'll put you through a rehabilitation and reeducation program and have you back as a proper, submissive, horny omega. But if you want to keep fighting..."

His hand moved over a little and the fingers pressed against his balls through his clothing. "Believe me when I say I like to play rough and I like breaking little brats in. You're not going to disappoint me now, are you?"

A muffled yell could be heard as the alpha squeezed his behind, his kicking only getting worse. This creep was going to pay for that! The minute he was free from the restraints, god only knows what Elijah was going to do to him. Though, his struggles seemed to go to a swift half as he felt the other move his finger, pressing it against his clothed balls. He would have gasped if it weren't for the tape keeping the omega quiet.

Listening to him speak, he felt fear run down his body. No wonder so many of the gang had been going missing, being sent off to these 'rehabilitation and reeducation' facilities, sent off as somebody's useless bitch. Elijah didn't want that, he couldn't turn into one of those docile omega's...

Back in the cop van. the two cops, now no longer out of breath, took the driver and passenger seats while Rafael and his prisoner took the backseat. Sitting down, he laid Elijah down over his lap, face down, with his lower half across his legs. "Now, why don't we see what we're dealing with?" Grabbing the hem of the omega's shorts, he pulled them down to the boy's ankles to see what he had on underneath.

Being laid out like this, shorts pulled down his muffled cries only got louder and louder. Elijah squirmed as best he could, yelling insult after the other but it was all inaudible behind that damn tape. He knew he had to fight back, he wasn't about to make this easy for any of them. Elijah blushed as the shorts reached his ankles, shaking his head in any form to communicate he didn't want this. Perhaps now he was starting to regret taking only a twenty dollar note.

"Oh, nothing underneath?" Rafael grinned, seeing the omega's smooth behind and underside. "Aren't you daring? I like that." Sliding a hand between his slender cheeks, he pushed them apart to expose the omega's pussy. With his other hand he gently fingered the opening, running his finger around the rim. "Nice and pink and smooth. Have you had sex before? Anyone stuck their cock in your little hole? Or, have you even masturbated with your little pussy before?"

His face heated up with a soft pink color as he blushed, looking away out of embarrassment—though it wasn't like he had much of a choice as the alpha held him down and spelt began rubbing his omega pussy. He began to squirm, shivering in anticipation almost at the sensation of having an alpha so close to him. To answer the question, Elijah paused before he shook his head, quickly starting to misbehave again.

"So a complete virgin..." the officer Rafael mused with a smirk on his face. Then without warning he pushed finger into the opening, slowly past the puckered lips, and started to wiggle it around inside the tight, warm, moist hole. "It'd be a shame to have to use this to hurt you instead of make you feel warm and tingly, wouldn't it? Or... maybe a little brat like you is looking for a rough time? Maybe pain gets you off?"

As if to make the point clear, his free hand, the one not playing around with Elijah's pussy, cupped his dick and wrapped the fingers around it, slowly tightening and squeezing it.


A young omega boy who is part of a criminal gang. He is pink-haired and cocky, with an attitude that only gets worse when he feels cornered. However, he also shows fear and desperation when with law enforcement officers. Elijah succumbs to pheromones.

His face heated up with a soft pink color as he blushed, looking away out of embarrassment—though it wasn't like he had much of a choice as the alpha held him down and spelt began rubbing his omega pussy. He began to squirm, shivering in anticipation almost at the sensation of having an alpha so close to him. To answer the question, Elijah paused before he shook his head, quickly starting to misbehave again.


A Wendigo, a supernatural being. He has a large muscular build, enough to take up more than half of the width of a single bed. His teeth are sharp and serrated, hinting at his predatory nature. Hassun is somewhat aloof or detached, shown in his monotone voice and straightforward comments. However, he also demonstrates an intellectual side with his interest in anthropology and ancient history. Despite his seemingly indifferent attitude, he shows consideration for Olivia by adjusting his pace to hers due to her shorter stride. This implies that while he might come off as distant initially, he is capable of showing empathy and thoughtfulness when necessary.

The dorm was what he had expected, save for the bed. A single bed that would no doubt fit him, and even give some room to spare. Except that her bed was nowhere in sight. Normally there would be two side by side, or in a separate room for the students lucky enough to be able to pay for a dormitory with walls that gave privacy. He hadn't been one of them. In fact he was here on the dime of the school itself thanks to their agreement with the federal government on how to deal with the Wendigo that did choose to come out and exist in the light of the modern world.

One other big difference stood out to him, and she would catch it soon. A large fridge in the small kitchenette by the door. They had a mini fridge, but this second one was instead a chest fridge that stood next to it. With a large, heavy lock bolted onto the top. He had the key, he'd been given it before they even had their names announced. That was where he kept his food. Legally, and in the eyes of the university, it wasn't in the room and he possessed no special dietary requirements. In reality, that was exactly where those special requirements were kept, out and away from prying eyes.

"Well shit. You're out of luck." He said simply. He walked over to the bed and flopped down onto it, trying out the mattress. It was big enough for him, his legs didn't even hang over the end and his muscular bulk didn't take up more than half of the width. "You're gonna have to share the other side. Lucky they got us one this big, or you'd get knocked off every night."

His own bag, a single ratty duffle bag with a faded sports logo and torn stitching, was sitting on his desk. He seemed to have little else in the way of luggage. Even his closet was far too big to big everything he'd brought. Clothing, a laptop, and books for the semester. No special amenities or knick knacks. Not even a TV like some had chosen to bring for their rooms.

As she stepped fully into the room, the door closing softly behind them, she realized that there was indeed only one bed and she didn't think it was a mistake on the schools part. As she took in the size of the room, she soon came to the conclusion that another bed wouldn't fit, not even a twin or a cot, which means they were going to have to share. Luckily for Hassun, Olivia tended to sleep in a small ball, so she wouldn't take up a lot of space, which would leave the taller man with more room.

She examined the rest of the room, taking in the small kitchenette they had been provided. Of course there were plenty of places to eat on campus if one didn't feel like cooking but Olivia enjoyed cooking, so she would definitely be visiting the small corner store she had spotted on her way to campus in order to pick up some groceries. She took note of the two fridges and recalled what the school had told her ahead of time about her partners eating habits. She knew the reason why the chest was locked and that was fine by her, she had no intention of snooping through it anyway.

"I don't mind sharing, I don't take up that much space anyway." Spotting her own luggage resting by her desk, she headed over and heaved it up onto the wood. She unzipped it and began pulling out her clothes to store in the closet, setting some shoes inside as well. she placed her laptop and the books she would need on top of the desk, pulling out some notebooks and a pencil bag as she set those down as well. She also pulled out some books she had brought for leisurely reading, stacking them neatly in one of the desk shelves.

"Did you want to look for one of the cafeterias to eat at? Or I can cook for us once I pick up some groceries."

Hassun had been dozing a little on the bed until she spoke up. She had already unpacked her things, and seemed to be taking the idea of sharing the bed with him in stride. Kind of surprising, most girls wouldn't even consider that idea without knowing him or being a little inebriated. But he wouldn't have to put up with complaints about it at the least. "Let's go somewhere." he told her. "I haven't seen what the campus is like yet."

He rose from the bed, eyeing the locked fridge. He was going to have to feed either tonight or tomorrow. Luckily for him, he had enough of his food for that, but then he'd have to hunt his own. The school had given him a starting supply. Where they got it from they refused to say. But from that point on it would be up to him to find, hunt, and bring back his own food. So long as he didn't get caught doing it.

For now, he could eat normally. He still got hungry like a human did, and could fuel himself with regular food. It was only every two weeks that he needed to go out and feed properly. The school had been unsure about his diet, but the alternative was him turning feral and possibly killing someone nearby. So with the assurances of the federal agents who handled his case, they allowed it. All done off the books, of course.

"What do you want? Burgers? Steak? I think there was a curry place around the corner." He said, keeping the same monotone he had used before, as he turned to leave, waiting for her to follow lest he literally drag her along with him.

Olivia zipped up the empty bag and stored it in the closet, doing a once-over of her side of the room to make sure she had stored everything away where it needed to go. She would keep her shower items in the closet since she didn't want to clutter up the bathroom they would both be using. She had a few kitchen items, like tea and hot chocolate that she stored in one of the small cabinets in the kitchenette. Thankfully it came equipped with a microwave so she wouldn't have to bring one from home.

At his decision to find somewhere for them to eat, she decided she could pick up some groceries for them tomorrow, shutting the cabinet and heading over to the door. Once they both had exited the room, she locked the door behind them, appreciating that Hassun had remembered to wait for her since she had shorter legs than him.

"I'm fine with either burgers or steak." She said as they headed down the hallway towards the front door. The time was steadily heading towards the evening, as the shadows lengthened and the sun cast golden rays through the leaves of the trees. There were fewer people out and about, which meant less people for her to push her way through. "I'm fine with whichever you want to eat." She said, tipping her head back to peer up at him.

"Steak it is, then." He decided, leading the way. He checked his phone quickly, finding a steakhouse nearby that would do. It was only a block from the academy itself and didn't take them long to find. The whole place was built in the style of a midwestern themed restaurant, and seemed to be staffed by a collection of both humans and mythical beings, mostly minotaurs. Hassun found the idea of a half-bull serving steak quite the irony. But he couldn't argue with the scents wafting through from the kitchen.

He found them a table and sat down, the seat almost too small for him. He put in his order quickly, knowing just what he wanted. 40oz porterhouse steak with fries and bread rolls. And then added a large glass of dark ale to the side of it. He had to flash his ID, although most people didn't bother asking with how big he was. But here he supposed that college kids always tried to get one up on the waitstaff by ordering alcohol while underage.

He looked over at Olivia, taking the time to observe her while she ordered. He still didn't know what to make of the girl. Or how much she knew about him. He'd been given little information about her other than her name, the school didn't really have much to add other than she had been doing fairly well in her schooling before this. Which was probably why she had been allowed to be paired with him.

"So. Why did you come here of all places?" He asked her once she had given her order, leaning forward on the table. Even sitting down he was taller than her.

Olivia hurried after him, half worried he would forget they were linked together but he seemed to remember that she had a shorter stride and didn't leave her in the dust like when they had meet earlier that day. She was content for him to lead the way, since she seemed to have a problem with directions and would only get them both lost, an embarrassment she was thankful to avoid. As they stepped inside the restaurant, Olivia gave a cheery smile to their waiter, making sure to thank him when he directed them to a table.

Settling into her seat, Olivia took a quick glance at the menu before ordering a 6 oz steak with a baked potato and a water. As the waiter took their orders back to the kitchen, Olivia glanced over at Hassun at his question. "Well, the school has very good reviews in regards to academics, and it is inclusive to supernatural beings, something that a lot of other colleges are still struggling with. It seemed like the best choice." She said with a small shrug, taking a sip of water when the waiter set their glasses down. Not only that, but after one college had refused her application just because her adopted family wasn't human, Olivia had a feeling the other universities would be much of the same and she didn't want to associate with that, so she immediately applied to the school she was currently attending.

Of course that didn't ease her parents anxiety over their only daughter moving away from home and she suspected she would be getting a call from them soon, even if they had just dropped her off earlier at the gate.

"Right, and you chose it specifically because it took supernatural things like me? What are you even studying?" Hassun asked, leaning back in the chair, the wood giving a creak. The local academy had been on the forefront of human-mythical relations. Even after the Arcadian Accords were signed there had been few places in society willing to associate with the supernatural.

There had been a whole renaissance of civil rights movements that followed in the decades after the treaty petitioning for equity between the races. For all the good the Accords did they did not guarantee any sort of fair treatment, only that the creatures of myth would stay non-hostile towards humanity in exchange for being allowed to openly exist. It helped that the African-American civil rights movement was happening during the same time period, largely, but even then there had been tension. Humans, no matter their skin or race, always found something to unify against the supernatural about. Ironic that hate had been the thing to bring them together, and only now it was beginning to abate in society.

"I did choose it specifically for that reason." She said, giving him a smile as she took another sip of water. "I'm studying to be an Advocate for the various supernatural races, specifically when it comes to foster care and adoption. Even with the Accords, agencies are always finding reasons to refuse supernatural families from adopting, so I want to do something about that." She remembered how hard it had been for her own parents to adopt her. Even with the clear evidence that her biological family was a risk to her health, the agency she had been placed with had tried every reason under the sun to keep her from being adopted into her current family. It was only because of the fantastic case worker she had been assigned that the adoption had gone through.

"What about you? What are you going to be studying while you're here?" Though the school had warned her about his diet and such beforehand, they hadn't told her anything else about Hassun, so she was curious why he had chosen the academy.

"Anthropology." He said simply. "Studying human society and culture, and how it developed along the lines it has. Biology and evolution combined with human behavioral studies. I worked in a museum until last year cataloging the bones and fragments of human remains from archaeological sites." He sipped at his water, waiting for the food to come.

"And a minor in ancient history focusing on the Indus Valley Civilization." He added. Wendigo didn't have much culture themselves. But storytelling was a common thread in the closest culture they had, the American-Indian peoples.

He found he had a knack for stories, both creating them and remembering them. And that is all ancient history really was, a story that you had to piece together from everything left behind because there was no one who remembered the truth anymore. Anthropology covered this, connected it with the psychology of humanity. Psychology was another thing he understood, but it was an innate power of his. Wendigo sensed fear, and the emotional state of people around them, just to begin with. More could be done, and minds could be manipulated by his will. Anthropology, the study of humanity itself, seemed a natural progression of this.

"That sounds interesting. Oh, speaking of classes, I took a look at our schedules for this semester and the school has organized them in a way so that our rooms will be close to each other in the same buildings and they will be at the same times, so that way we don't have to wait around for one of us to finish class." She gave the waiter a smile of thanks as he returned to set their food down in front of them, unrolling her silverware and tucking the napkin in her lap as she began cutting into her steak. The steak was delicious, cooked just the way she liked it.

It was nice to have some warm food after a long day of traveling and settling into a new place. She wandered how her parents were doing; they had mentioned they would drive back tonight instead of staying at a hotel. She would text them when she got back to the room, if they didn't call her before then.

Hassun dug into his meal eagerly when it arrived. Clearly his size also corresponded to his appetite, as his own steak was almost eight times as big as hers, yet he tore into it even quicker than she was eating hers. If she looked, she would see many of his teeth were actually serrated and sharp, rather than the normal set of incisors, canines, and molars. He could put down the meat and the fries both like they were as soft as tissue paper in his mouth, and relished the taste. He preferred meat, cooked rare and charred on the outside. He could of course still eat vegetables and other things, as he was also biting into the bread roll every now and then and eating the fries alongside the meal, but he just preferred meat for its taste. Maybe part of that was his nature, he didn't know. He just knew there was no such thing as a vegetarian Wendigo.

"Good. We'll hardly be able to go to the bathroom without each other nearby with these damn things." He said, gesturing to the cuff link on his jacket. "My classes finish at 5, most of the time. Wednesdays I'm done after 3, and Friday I don't even start until 1."

He took a long gulp of the ale. He'd taken to beer and ale from an early age, something about the malt in the darker brews just made them so easy to drink for him. And it was harder for him to get drunk both with his large body mass and his supernatural nature.

"What do you do for fun? Any hobbies I'm going to be coming along to?" He asked.


A considerate individual, shown by her willingness to share the bed without complaint and her attention to not cluttering shared spaces. She's academically driven, with a clear goal of advocating for supernatural beings in adoption cases. This also suggests she has a strong sense of justice and empathy, especially considering her own adopted family background. Her interests include reading and drawing, indicating an introverted personality with creative inclinations. She has a short stature

Hassun dug into his meal eagerly when it arrived. Clearly his size also corresponded to his appetite, as his own steak was almost eight times as big as hers, yet he tore into it even quicker than she was eating hers. If she looked, she would see many of his teeth were actually serrated and sharp, rather than the normal set of incisors, canines, and molars. He could put down the meat and the fries both like they were as soft as tissue paper in his mouth, and relished the taste. He preferred meat, cooked rare and charred on the outside. He could of course still eat vegetables and other things, as he was also biting into the bread roll every now and then and eating the fries alongside the meal, but he just preferred meat for its taste. Maybe part of that was his nature, he didn't know. He just knew there was no such thing as a vegetarian Wendigo.

"Good. We'll hardly be able to go to the bathroom without each other nearby with these damn things." He said, gesturing to the cuff link on his jacket. "My classes finish at 5, most of the time. Wednesdays I'm done after 3, and Friday I don't even start until 1."

He took a long gulp of the ale. He'd taken to beer and ale from an early age, something about the malt in the darker brews just made them so easy to drink for him. And it was harder for him to get drunk both with his large body mass and his supernatural nature.

"What do you do for fun? Any hobbies I'm going to be coming along to?" He asked.

Olivia avoided staring at him while he ate even though she was rather curious; he reminded her a lot of her own parents, with how they would quickly devour any food set in front of them. She, of course, had spotted his sharp teeth, it was hard not to, but unlike other humans who might be creeped out by it, she was used to seeing such a sight, seeing as both of her parents had sharpened teeth like all of their kind did. It wasn't entirely uncommon to see flashes of fangs at home, so she was desensitized to it by now.

She took her time enjoying her own meal, starting on her potato once she had finished her steak. "My classes are around the same times, so it should work out just fine." She glanced at her own cuff link. At least the range was twenty feet, showering and using the bathroom in general would have been rather awkward otherwise. "I don't plan on joining any clubs, that's for sure. I generally like reading and drawing, both of which can be done from the comfort of the room. What about you, any extracurricular activities catch your interest?"


A qualified teacher. He is confident and assertive, taking the lead in his sexual encounters. His appearance is attractive enough to captivate Elena's attention, and he enjoys showcasing his dominance over her. Overall, James has a strong personality with a penchant for control and exhibitionism.

James smiled at her innocence and he grew quite excited at what he could teach her. He did not laugh at her though and simply said. "We can work on that together. I want you to climax often." He said simply. "Yes, I masturbate every day but I am hoping that you will help me change that. I am hoping I can have you every day if not more."

Elena smiled, "I'd like that." she finished the glass of wine and set it back down. "I... can't wait, to get to your place. I want to learn, sir." she glanced at her mostly empty plate, "Are we headed there after this?" The more she thought about it, the more eager she was to get there. She wanted to please him, to show him how grateful she was for his kindness towards her.

James realized her eagerness and he nodded. Even though their food was not yet finished and the wine not yet quite drunk he waved the waiter over. "We would like the bill please." He said simply and was pleased to see the waiter head straight for the till. He stood up and walked around the table until he stood by his student. He then bent over and kissed her. His mouth pressing against hers as his hand cupped a breast in the middle of the restaurant. Finally, he pulled back and looked at her with a very naughty smile.

"Tonight you are going to get properly fucked in every way possible... Now go and take your panties off and meet by the car." He said before removing his hand and made his way to the waiter to pay the bill.

Elena kissed him back, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch. His hand on her breast made her face flush further even as he pulled away. She returned the smile, trying her best to seem seductive. As told, she went to wait by the car, stopping by the restroom to slip the thong off. She kept it in her hand, hiding it behind her back with one hand as she held the condom with the other. She quickly checked her face in the mirror, the make-up giving her an odd glow. Her lipstick smeared slightly from the kiss, and she hoped he wouldn't disapprove.

Thoughts about losing her virginity again entered her mind, though the wine kept any true fear from surfacing. Instead, she found herself wondering what it would be like, to have him inside her. She felt that eagerness return as she imagined his face in her mind, wondered what he looked like under those cloths. She let out a breath, trying to calm her quickened heartbeat.

The car park was quiet but certainly not empty; but James enjoyed watching her as she stood by his car. She was certainly the most beautiful woman he had seen all night and even her young age was hard to notice dressed as she was.

He took his time to approach her and he moved to her side of the car first and smiled warmly in greeting. He did not rush to open the car door but instead lowered his mouth to hers once more. He enjoyed people knowing that this girl was his and he did not seem to care who saw them together. Earlier he had openly groped her breast but this time his hand moved lower. He run his hand over her firm bottom and then slid it around to the front until his fingertips brushed her inner thigh. The kiss was slow as he began to maneuver her drive higher and let his fingers brush her sex...

Elena's breath quickened as he put his hands on her, his flesh warm against hers, melting into her cloths. His fingers against her womanhood brought fourth a gasp, a light shudder running through her body. Nervously, she ran her hands over his chest, unsure of what exactly she was expected to do. She brushed her tongue over his mouth, trying to focus on that sensation, as she was worried she might start to shake in his arms.

James looked down at her. Breaking off his kiss. "Does it make you nervous me touching you here?" He said quietly. He had not moved his fingers though and he penetrated her with them gently. "I just thought you looked so amazing. I find it hard to resist you." His other hand brushed her hair back. And he touched her face. His hand began to move down her body. "I love your tits" His hand squeezes the slightly as he molests her by the car.

"I find it hard to control myself around you... I could fuck you right here and right now... Fuck you like a whore or a dirty little slut. Would you like that Elena? Because that's the kind of girl I like..."

"I've just never..." Elena began, blushing deeply as she felt his hands on her body. She gasped as he touched her breasts, and her untouched womanhood. She swallowed as a warmth tingled through her stomach, light as butterfly wings. Soon, she was leaning into his touch, relaxing to the caresses and words.

"Yes." she breathed, closing her eyes, "Yes please. F... fuck me." she felt her face burn even worse as she uttered the curse word, "I want to be the girl you like, s-so please, fuck me."

She put her hands on his chest and nervously ran her hands over it through his cloths. Her fingers trembled as they drifted lower, to brush against the top of his pants. Was this what she was meant to do? Would he stop her if she...?

"That's right... Take it out." He said between kisses. "Take it out and press it inside you. And then I am going to take you here... hard... take your virginity in the middle of a public car park... because you are a sluuuuuuut." He said whispering the last word in her ear and taking his time with it...

One hand mashed her breasts as he pulled her panties to one side with the other and exposing her sex to the cold air. He waited for her to do as he asked and then he pushed in quickly to break her hymen and take her virginity.

"I am going to fuck you every day from now on... You will come to me every day for a good hard fuck..." He said panting a little as he enjoyed her for the first time. "This is amazing... You feel so tight and hot... So wet... and oh my god... I love your fucking pussy..."

Elena was a slut? She shivered as he breathed the word into her hear. She... liked the sound of that. She hurried to do as told, and pulled him free of his confining pants. Curious of the new, hardened flesh she lightly ran her fingers over it, exploring it for a moment before he pressed her... pussy? ...against it.

She gasped as he pushed his way in, breaking the thin barrier and tearing her open. It hurt, but he hit something inside her, something that dulled the pain. And his panting voice as he thrust into her encouraged her to move against him, to increase the friction between them and make that odd sensation prickle in her lower stomach. "Ohh, you're so hard." she said breathlessly, trying to match the way he spoke to her, "You feel... good..."

James's larger body pinned her as his arms also gripped her tight. One hand reaching up to stroke her hair and then gripping it tight so that she could not move. His lips brushed her face and lips as he slowly fucked her. Each thrust was slow but hard and he buried himself deep each time so that she could feel a real large cock inside her.

"You are fucking your teacher... dressed up like a little slut... you could be caught any minute now... but you love it don't you? That I am taking you hard. That you could be seen by friends or anyone... That I could spunk inside you whenever... " He enjoyed holding her so she could not move and all that she could do was accept his hard fucking...


A young and innocent teenage girl student. She is initially shy and inexperienced when it comes to sexual matters. As the story progresses, she becomes more open and eager to explore her desires under James's guidance. She is beautiful and alluring, which contributes to James's strong attraction towards her.

James's larger body pinned her as his arms also gripped her tight. One hand reaching up to stroke her hair and then gripping it tight so that she could not move. His lips brushed her face and lips as he slowly fucked her. Each thrust was slow but hard and he buried himself deep each time so that she could feel a real large cock inside her.

"You are fucking your teacher... dressed up like a little slut... you could be caught any minute now... but you love it don't you? That I am taking you hard. That you could be seen by friends or anyone... That I could spunk inside you whenever... " He enjoyed holding her so she could not move and all that she could do was accept his hard fucking...

Elena gasped each time his hard cock pressed inside her, every harsh movement sending a shock through her lower body. She squirmed slightly, unaccustomed to the sensation but by no means trying to get away. Not that she could if she'd wanted to, his hold on her was firm and unbreakable to her. "Yes." she whispered, getting more into it, "Yes I love it. D—don't stop. I..." she moaned, shivering at his slow but hard thrusts. "I, love the feeling of you... inside me."


A man who appreciates the simple pleasures in life, such as watching old movies on a rainy day. He is very fond of his wife, often admiring her and showing affection towards her. His caring nature is evident in how he listens to Lilliane's work troubles and offers to help her find another job. Despite initially being uncomfortable with the idea of having his nails painted, he agrees just to make Lilliane happy, which shows flexibility and a willingness to step out of his comfort zone for the sake of others' happiness.

The Foust household was relatively normal. James and Lilliane Foust were a young couple who had married two years ago, and had recently settled into a beautiful house in Katy, Texas. James was fresh out of University and now working in information systems management for a relatively well known company. He was happy with his job, he usually worked from home unless specifically needed in office which usually resulted in a two to three day business trip and that was rare.

It was nearing the beginning of fall and things were beginning to cool down. It was Thursday afternoon and it was getting late. For most of that day James had off, it was a slow work day and he didn't need to oversee much as everything was working quite well. If anything he would have to check back in on Monday. Today, was mostly rain, and it didn't let up at all, a constant downpour since he'd woke up. It was days like this he enjoyed the rain was peaceful and if Lilliane was home it meant a day with her.

James was nestled into the couch in the living room, his legs rested on the table in front of him and he had tuned into some classic movie channel and was barely following the plot of the film. "Hey baby, how's an old movie sound?" He called out to Lilliane. Sometimes she would join him and cuddle up to him and the two of them would keep close and other times she might be doing something on her laptop, doing her nails, or something of the sort either way the were still enjoying the company of the other.

Lilliane was pursuing a career in education, so unfortunately for her, she still had quite a few years left of schooling. So for now, she worked as a secretary for a law firm. Her boss was an increasing stress in her life; he judged every little thing about we and what she did. If her blouse was wrinkled, she'd hear about it. If she looked tired, she'd get harassed for being bored. Today, Mr. Lawrence's complaint was her nails. They were painted but had a few chips and that was unacceptable.

After the stressful day, she came home and swiftly changed into her comfy clothing and set out to do some chores, then make dinner, then do the dishes; and here we are. The sound of the faucet running in the kitchen finally stopped and soon she entered the living room, taking a moment to decompress with a sigh as she looked over at her husband, "How old are we talking? Black and white?" She brought her caramel lips to a tired smile before starting to head towards their bathroom, "I'll join you, but I gotta do my nails too." She disappeared into the bathroom to gather some polish.

James's eyes gandered toward her as she finished in the kitchen. She casually strolled into the living room his eyes looking her up and down as he had done every time he had seen her since they'd met. He wondered how he was so lucky to have ended up with Lilliane. Her soft sigh brought a smile to his lips, he could see she was tired and had clearly had a rough day. Her boss was a pretty significant problem. Many nights he would sit with her and listen to her as she would vent about the day she had undertaken. His heart went out to her, she had relatively thick skin but this man continued to wear on each day, there was always something he didn't like. They'd touched upon it over dinner and he had reassured her that if she'd like he would help her search for another job. He hated that she had to deal with an idiot like him.

Her question had brought a giggle out of him "Well not exactly black and white, it's color but when color had just come to televisions." He said with his slight giggle. She smiled to him and turned around and gone to the bathroom to grab the items needed to do her nails. "You know so really don't know how you put up with this guy Lilliane. It's ridiculous it's nearly every... you know what, let's not worry about that douche. I want to enjoy my night with my lovely wife and end the day on a good note." He told her as he waited for her to return.

It wasn't long before the fluffy haired woman returned, her hands full of various jars of nail polish; clear coats, sparkle coat, and base colors. Lilliane rolled her shoulders in a shrug as she wandered over to join him, leaning over to place each small container on the table. Taking a moment to contemplate a few thoughts in her head, she moved to sit on the couch next to him, leaning against him affectionately.

Listening to his words, she shook her head and spoke through a sigh, "Its easier just to try and appease him... So I'll fix my nails." She shrugged, gazing at her nail polish tiredly at each of the small paint containers. With a few thoughts, she turned her hazel gaze to look at her husband, an amused smile growing on her lips, "You should let me paint your nails."

She had returned with an arm full of supplies. From the looks of it, it was primarily nail polishes and a few other items. James watched her shrug as she set up her little workshop. She admitted it was easier than arguing, he nodded his head in agreement. She stood over top of the table looking down at her supplies. After a few moments she came to sit down beside him. She had pushed herself close to him as she normally had. He leaned toward her and pecked her on the cheek softly and then he resumed looking back to the screen.

His attention was beginning to space out to the TV knowing she was going to do her own thing now. In his peripheral he saw her head turn to him. "What's up baby?" He asked as he slowly broke his attention from the screen. His eyes finally broke away and locked to her hazel eyes. The smile that had spread across her face made him nervous. "Ohh what are you up to?" He asked knowing the face she was giving him. Then she asked. His eyebrow cocked in response "I-I don't know about that, that's weird. Where did that come from?" He asked nervously.

As his gaze turned to look at her with a response, Lilliane watched his nervous discomfort, but that only caused her to giggle, reaching up to push him slightly, "Oh come on. Plenty of guys have painted nails." She brought her fingers up to her hair, pushing her curly bangs from her eyes, "It'd be fun." She reached over to hold his hand and bring it towards her as she examined his nails, "If anything, it'll make your nails look nicer. I can push your cuticles for you." She grinned up at him with that amused smile, sticking her tongue out at him for a moment before adding, "I can use a 'manly' color if you want."

Her giggle made James a bit more nervous. She was pretty nonchalant about the whole thing. She started to try and make a case for herself. She was right many guys did paint their nails but he didn't. It was feminine and for him it felt like it would be weird. He watched as she brushed her hair aside and then took hold of his hand assuring him it'd be fun. She looked his hands over and told him it could even result in his nails looking better afterward.

She started to get playful now he giggled himself when she stuck her tongue out at him. Her final attempt was offering to pick a manly color. He looked to her and sighed. He had a soft spot for her. "My hands can be seen though, why not just my toes..." he looked at her and thought of her day. It was the most playful he'd seen her all day. "Fine, you can do them, just no pictures, and make sure it can come off. Go crazy." He said with a stern sigh. She had never asked for anything like this but why not if it makes her happy.


A woman with fluffy hair and hazel eyes. She often sports a tired smile on her caramel lips, suggesting an enduring spirit despite the challenges she faces at work. Her playful nature shines through in her interactions with James, especially when she suggests painting his nails for fun. This hints at a sense of humor and creativity. Her determination is evident in her pursuit of an education career while working as a secretary, indicating ambition and resilience.

Her giggle made James a bit more nervous. She was pretty nonchalant about the whole thing. She started to try and make a case for herself. She was right many guys did paint their nails but he didn't. It was feminine and for him it felt like it would be weird. He watched as she brushed her hair aside and then took hold of his hand assuring him it'd be fun. She looked his hands over and told him it could even result in his nails looking better afterward.

She started to get playful now he giggled himself when she stuck her tongue out at him. Her final attempt was offering to pick a manly color. He looked to her and sighed. He had a soft spot for her. "My hands can be seen though, why not just my toes..." he looked at her and thought of her day. It was the most playful he'd seen her all day. "Fine, you can do them, just no pictures, and make sure it can come off. Go crazy." He said with a stern sigh. She had never asked for anything like this but why not if it makes her happy.

As he offered up his toes to her, Lilliane scrunched her nose a little with disgust before stating, "No offense honey but I'm not touching your feet before you shower." She released a gentle giggle after she said this, bringing his hand up to her soft lips as she pecked the back of his hand affectionately. She then stood, releasing his hand so she could go into the bathroom and get another color for him, a happy skip in her step as she did. From in the bathroom, her voice hollered, "You should get us some drinks!" There was the sound of her scuffling in the bathroom, clinking around in the cabinets, before she added, "Also, why does it have to be a 'manly' color if you're going to just take it off?"