The First Battle (3)
Toss the Coin of Fortune…!
Black — Loss of Virginity
Gold — Evasion
5…
4…
Clink-clink…!
The coin rolled slowly across the pooled blood, gold and black flashing over each other in turn. Only when it struck the wall—meat still stuck to the stone—did it finally stop.
Black smoke curled up off the coin. Black, twice in a row. His luck was fucking gone. Or else… this world had wanted exactly this.
Loss of Virginity
“Elena…!”
He shouted to Elena, pinned beneath the Jailer. Her gaze swung toward him. Those golden eyes trembled, thin and bright, as the shadow of that enormous cock drew closer and closer.
“Ah…! Ah…!”
Her throat tore around the sound, and it leaked out of her anyway. She groaned until the clot of dried blood stuck inside it broke loose.
“Sion… do not look.”
Elena squeezed her eyes shut. Tears gathered at the corners. The Jailer’s filthy, massive hands forced her legs apart.
In truth, virginity loss was almost a gentleman’s penalty in this world. Set beside a beheading, or the loss of one’s limbs… it hardly cost anything at all. But the one it had chosen was the strongest woman knight on the continent. The woman who insisted on calling herself his lover.
There has to be a way… there has to be.
He lifted the coin in a hand that would not stop shaking. If Elena lost her virginity here, her Mental Strength would shatter. And if that shattered mind collapsed entirely… this world ended with it.
For Elena’s sake, and for the world’s—Elena’s virginity had to be kept.
Skipping the turn just past had filled one point back in. A mind that had sat stalled for months creaked, grinding, and began to turn. There had to be something that could overturn this. A Coin Judgment—something that could still reverse it even after it was over…!
Consume Action Points to raise an Objection. One additional coin will be tossed.
* Caution — the result of an Objection judgment cannot be undone.
Current value: Action Points 3.
There. A function the original had used once and then thrown away. Raise an Objection, and the judgment could never be overturned again. Worse—if both faces came up black… it would lay down an even greater penalty.
Consuming 3 Action Points.
Raising an Objection.
Toss the Coin of Fortune….
The coin clenched in his fist became two. He gripped both hard. They ground against each other with a harsh, grating scrape.
If he failed here… virginity would be the least of it. Elena could be slaughtered. She could be made the Jailer’s personal sex slave. An Objection could hand down a penalty like that. Even so… he had to throw.
Clatter-clatter-clatter…
Clatter-clatter-clatter…
The two coins spun fast. Black… gold… the colors swapped and swapped again. Elena and the Jailer had frozen where they were, time stopped around them.
…!
One coin vomited black smoke. The other had to come up gold. It had to….
Clatter-clatter… tok!
Black…?
The coin that had turned its black face toward him rolled on, straight into Elena’s chest. Two blacks, if it stayed like this. It sank into the vast softness of her breasts—and that same soft, heavy flesh quivered and spat it back out.
Final Result — Coexistence
Replacing the original judgment.
Loss of Virginity → Forced Fellatio
Whoooosh…!
Time flowed again. A wind rank with blood came pouring down from the end of the corridor.
“Haaah—!”
Elena kicked the Jailer. The blow took him in the gut, and he staggered and toppled backward. It lasted only a moment. Furious, he came down on her again and crushed her flat.
“Nngh….”
A pained sound tore out of Elena. The Jailer pinned both of her arms up over her head and brought his cock to bear.
“Grrrrrh…!”
He made a wet, satisfied sound, like blood on the boil. To the bitch who still couldn’t grasp what was happening, he offered it as if it were medicine, pressing his cock toward Elena’s face.
“What do you think you’re—!”
Thwack. The Jailer’s manhood slapped Elena across the face.
Elena…!
One gold, at least—the Coin of Fortune had spared her virginity. A black had come up as well, though, and a penalty was not so easily escaped. What was about to happen was the black coin’s due.
“Sion…… forgive me.”
Elena turned her face the other way. As if she had accepted the fate, she bit down hard.
“Grrrrrh…!”
The Jailer seized her breasts in a rough grip. Elena forced a ragged breath out through her teeth.
Available Action
Jerk Off — Action Points consumed: 0
Additional Action Points will be gained next turn.
“……!”
The only thing he could do… was watch Elena being taken, and stroke himself. He freed his cock and made ready to work it. This was no situation in which he ought to be aroused, and still it asserted itself, impossible to ignore.
“Kkh— hhk—!”
The Jailer’s rotting, massive cock was forced into Elena’s mouth. Every time a pained sound escaped her, he spanked her ass as if the noise pleased him.
Ghk— ghhhhk—!
The sound of air being crushed out of her lungs leaked into the corridor. Whenever Elena thrashed, the Jailer drove himself deeper.
“Mmph… mm—!”
“Grrrrrrh….”
The Jailer’s eyes, still buried in her, dropped lower. They found Elena’s lush breasts—the rich weight of them that plenty of men had stared at, and that no hand had ever touched.
“Mmph… hnn… nnh….”
He twisted her nipples, and a moan tangled of pain and pleasure slipped from Elena’s throat.
Just hold on a little longer…!
Watching her, he dragged his hand faster along his cock. The continent’s strongest woman knight, being used by a trash mob that wouldn’t even fill a fist….
It turned him on.
“Hnnn… hh… haa… nnh….”
As if he had noticed her reaction, the Jailer twisted those pink nipples harder, over and over. Before long, slick had begun to leak, little by little, from Elena’s cunt.
The damned Jailer’s turn would not end. If Elena’s turn would only come back, she wouldn’t have to suffer this humiliation…!
“Mmmphhh…….”
All at once Elena thrashed, her whole body shaking. It was a forced blowjob. Even so—
Elena climaxed.
Fluid burst from her clenched cunt. She shuddered and spilled moans soaked through with pleasure.
“Grrrrrrh….”
The Jailer, who had been happily enjoying the throat of Sion’s heroine, shoved his cock deeper still. Bigger than before, it bulged and pulsed and vomited semen.
“Mmph…… mm—!”
Elena thrashed at the sudden flood in her throat. Overpowered, she had no choice but to swallow all of it.
Thud.
Spent, the Jailer toppled backward. A clear chance to strike.
“Puhhaaa…… hnn……”
But Elena was shaking where she lay as well. The Jailer’s cock-hair and semen leaked from her mouth.
Splrt.
At the same moment, he came too. It never reached Elena. It spattered across the floor.
Elena is lost in pleasure and cannot act.
Her turn is skipped automatically.
YOUR TURN!
You used Jerk Off on the previous action.
Action Points refill. 0 → 5
His turn had come back around. If he couldn’t finish it here… the turn would return to the Jailer.
“Attack!”
Fortunately, pleasure and pain applied only on the turn of the one who felt them. His words carried the power to force the act.
Target: Jailer
Strikeable parts: Head, Right Arm, Left Arm, Cock, Torso, Left Leg, Right Leg
“Elena…! Take his head!”
Command: Attack Order
Consuming 3 Action Points.
By the book, he would mind the greatsword in the Jailer’s grip and take the right arm. But do that, and the Jailer’s turn would come back around. This time he couldn’t toss two coins.
“……Very well.”
Elena scrubbed roughly at her mouth and rose. The greatsword began to shine pure white.
Shhk—!
What happened next took an instant. Elena shot forward in a streak of white light, and in that same instant the Jailer’s head left his shoulders. Where she had been standing, snowflake crystals drifted down, one and then another.
KRRRSH!!
The headless body crashed down with a tremendous roar.
Jailer’s Severed Head
Greatsword Clinging with Flesh
Elena has experienced something traumatic.
Mental Strength greatly decreased.
Arousal Level greatly increased.
Elena’s Mental Strength — 100 → 32
“Hah…… hah…….”
Elena forced rough breaths out of herself. She wiped at her mouth again and again, until the wiping drew blood. Each time she did, her torn, bared breasts swayed, heavy and large.
“Sion… forgive me. I showed you a sight unfit to see.”
“It’s all right….”
Elena’s Mental Strength was at the bottom. There were only three ways to restore it. Smoke a cigarette… rest….
Or have sex.
“Are we still lovers?”
Elena looked at him. Her breath came shallow now, nothing like before, over and over.
“Yes.”
“Then…… I do not believe this will be the last time something like this occurs.”
Elena cast off her underclothes, one piece and then another. Her golden eyes trembled. Naked before he had quite noticed it—pale white skin, enormous breasts, and the broad line of her hips filled his sight.
“Take my maidenhood.”