Dungeoneering Harem
Copyright© 2020 by darkone4587
Chapter 2
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2 - In the world of Dominus, humans from other worlds are summoned as weapons and tools becoming legendary arms known as Sacraments. With the newest set and unusual thirteenth weapon appears deemed a cursed arm, it was sealed away in order to prevent calamity. Now unveiled a pair of thieves uncover the cursed arm and the newly formed trio now travels the world seeking out the four great dungeons in hopes of the legendary wish that awaits those who claim their treasures.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual Magic Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Sharing Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts
Time passes and the armlet sits covered in dust and cobwebs on its pedestal, sealed inside of the vault. However, inside of it, the young man gets to work. Forming his mental world and creating a sizeable space.
A small forest covered in gentle trees, a large pond, and a single boulder covered in green moss. The young man sits atop this boulder every day, staring out of his window to the outside world. Beside him, the winged woman sits and waits as the pair sit in their unending awkward silence. Every so often he’ll take glances at her taking in her elegant form and gentle beauty hoping she won’t notice.
“You can touch if you’d like.” She says shoving her breasts into his face.
His eyes shoot open, and he turns away, unable to say anything. “I don’t even know your name. I’ve been too busy figuring out this space to ask you anything.”
“That’s simple. I do not have a name; do you have one, my lord?” She asks flying into his face.
A name. It had been so long since he’d used it that he had forgotten his birth name. In the hospital after the visitors stopped he was only known as patient as he slowly weakened and could barely utter a word.
“I don’t have a name either.” He says.
Her eyes widen, and she floats above him, putting her boobs onto his head. “That’s good. Neither of us has a name, now is the perfect chance to reinvent ourselves.”
“Reinvent?” He asks.
He had plenty of questions, but the thing he wondered about the most were the guests the angel told him about. He wondered if anyone would ever come, even if it was almost impossible with him being classified as a cursed item, a tool no one knows exists.
“Well if I am to choose a name, how about Kaito?” He says.
She claps her hands happily. “An excellent name, Lord Kaito! Now that you have a name what would you call me?”
He stares at her for a moment, careful not to stare at her for too long. “I don’t know. I don’t even know the first thing about you.”
She continues flying around happily. “I am whatever My Lord wants of me. I am nothing more than a force sent to guide you.”
“What?”
“I am nothing more than a being sent here to guide you through the dungeons. But we still need tools for you to use.”
Kaito stares at her, still confused. “Well the only thing I seem to be able to do now is just bringing people to this place.”
“Well, it’s because that man didn’t form a contract.”
“Contract?”
She nods. “We need a contract to unleash the power. It was insolence on his part to think he could use your power with no sacrifice.”
“So, when I form a contract with someone, what’ll happen?”
“It must be a surprise. If my lord were to know ahead of time, then where’d be the excitement?”
He sighs. “So, in the end, you’re not going to tell me?”
“You’ll know with time. But for now, we need to practice!”
“Practice?”
As she speaks, they both stop and stare towards the window peeking to the outside world.
As the armlet sits on the pedestal, the door quickly opens. A figure stands in front of the door, walking into the vault and reaching out their hand.
“It’s here. I can’t believe it, with this surly I can.” They say snatching it up.
They walk into moonlight peeking through a window, revealing a young woman. Her hair is an almost golden yellow, its brilliance matched by her emerald green eyes. Kaito stares at her from within, making note of her modest bust kept restrained by her leather armor.
“I was so lucky that the tip paid off.” She says.
Kaito stares reaching out towards her. “Hello.” He speaks. “Can she hear me?”
“No. She hasn’t decided to use you yet, if this keeps up, she’ll be unable to hear you.”
“Why?”
“Think, wasn’t the only one who could hear you was that man?”
“Then she has to wear me?”
She shakes her head. “No. She has to decide to use you. Right now, she hasn’t decided, but once she does, then she can hear your voice.”
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