71 Chapter 70 (1/2)

When my eyes opened, the world had taken on a distorted, foggy appearance. My mind seemed to be working alright, but that was about the only thing working. I appeared to be in some kind of bedroom, but when I tried to move my body, it wouldn't budge. The person responsible for this had to be Sylvia. There was simply no other answer.

However, I didn't know how long I had been out, and I was terrified that if I wasn't there, problems would arise. I fought against my invisible restraints, but they didn't seem to be able to make my body move. Suddenly, my head rose up, and my eyes looked at the door. My body had taken on a life of its own, and I found myself moving when I didn't want to move.

The door opened and I let out a gasp that never reached my lips as a man walked in. That man was none other than Denova. For a moment, I thought it was another one of those lucid dreams I had been suffering from, but this felt way too real. Sylvia, for reasons I didn't understand, was in league with Denova and had sold me out to him. That was the only thing I could think of.

Denova reached into his pants and pulled out a dick I was only too familiar with. He gave me a glare, wagging his dick at me.

”Come on, then suck it.”

Like hell, I would do what he wanted. I had a mind to spit at him. However, my body moved once again without my permission. It moved off the bed and fell to my knees. I opened my mouth and immediately starting sucking his cock. The feel of his cock burned in my throat, and as I worked I became aware of pains throughout my body. My knees both hurt to sit on, and my back felt like it was on fire.

However, I didn't respond to any of the pain. I didn't move to become more comfortable. I was merely a machine that did what Denova demanded. He grabbed the back of my head, pulling my hair painfully as he slammed his dick deep down my throat. For some reason, my increasing deepthroat skill had become useless. Thus, I found myself choking and gagging on his dick. I reminded myself I didn't need to breathe, but as his cock clogged the back of my throat, the feeling that I needed air began to rise. It was a feeling I hadn't felt for a very long time, but I absolutely needed to breathe.

I coughed and choked as he used my head as a fuck toy. He was rough, and he pulled my hair hard enough that some of it came out and my scalp ached. He slammed into my mouth enough that my teeth ached. Every minute or so the gag reflux would become too much, and I felt like I was throwing up, but he had his dick jammed so hard in my throat I had no choice but to swallow the bile rising up. I gagged, and vomited, and then swallowed, only to vomit again.

Meanwhile, my body started to feel woozy, not being given enough chance to breathe. I started to feel like I seriously might die from this, choking on Denova's cock in my mouth. It was a horrific ending, but just as the gagging became unbearable, the familiar feel of his cock throbbing and thick gobs of semen shooting into the back of my throat occurred. I had no choice but to swallow it down, and while my throat burned waiting for the chance to breathe, he mercilessly kept his dick against my gag reflex until he finished coming.

As soon as he pulled out and let go of my hair, my body collapsed to the floor. I immediately started throwing up again. White semen and sputum dropped from my mouth and splattered on my hands and arms. I was coughing and gagging, desperately trying to take in air, but my body felt horrible like I wanted to die.

”Go clean yourself up.” Denova snapped before putting his dick away and then turning. ”We'll be going to the castle soon. Look presentable.”

I'd have already seduced him, destroyed him, stabbed him, summoned my whip and cut him in half, except that my body wasn't moving on its own. I was moving under his command. Obediently, I started scrubbing the floor, cleaning up the vomit and spit. My body didn't even spare him a hateful look. It was like I had completely given up on life.

Was Denova still planning on going through with the robbery? I was no longer in the castle. It seemed strange that the robbery hadn't already taken place. Nothing about what was happening made sense to me at that moment.

I watched as my body carefully cleaned the floor and then started to clean itself. It was at this point that I started to realize that there were other things wrong. Everything seemed bleached out through my eyes, so it was hard to tell, but my skin looked a lot darker than it should. My breasts were bigger, and I was shorter.

However, it wasn't until I looked into a mirror that all of it clicked into place. The face of my body wasn't my face at all. I was wearing the face of Jenai. No, that wasn't right at all. I didn't have Jenai's face, I was seeing through Jenai's eyes. Did this mean that I was dead? They said that when you neared death, you might have an out-of-body experience. However, this took a step farther. I wasn't simply out of my body, I was in the body of someone else entirely!

Somehow, though, I didn't think this was a dream at all. For whatever reason, I was experiencing things through the eyes of Jenai. This was real, and part of me understood that this had to be happening at this very moment. Was this some kind of strange part of the possession ability? Even though it failed to free Jenai, was there a small piece of it that still worked?

I felt bad for Jenai, having received a literal taste of the torture she had likely been enduring for nearly a month now. Denova truly had started to grow deranged. I could see it in his eyes. He was a man standing at the tip of a blade, ready to kill anyone without care.

However, I was helpless to do anything but watch. Therefore, I watched as Jenai carefully cleaned herself, ignoring the cuts, bruises, and pain that made her body feel on fire. Meanwhile, I seethed, thinking about the point and time in which I would cut off Denova's head. I wouldn't just cut off his head. I'd let Jenai do it. I swore it. This would be how I'd kill Denova.

She headed outside the room and down the stairs. They appeared to be in some sort of inn, and as soon as she stepped outside into the setting sun, I realized that they were very clearly in the capital city, only a few blocks from the castle gates. Jenai moved into a dark alley, and several dark shapes emerged from the shadows.

I was afraid for a second, but Jenai had no fear as the shapes converged on her. The shapes were Denova and two other strange men. Denova went up to Jenai and started kissing her sloppily on the mouth. I could taste the wine on his breath and the coarse hair of his unshaven skin, which I once had thought was sexy, rubbing on her face. He slapped her hard enough to elicit a yelp. Her butt already had several cuts and bruises on it, and the slap felt like it had made a healing cut bleed a little.

”So, Jenai, it's time to reunite you with your 'friend'. Are you happy?” Denova laughed in Jenai's face.

Jenai turned her head, looking down, but he grabbed her chin and forced her to look back at him. She gave him a nod before he pushed her face away and turned back to his men. He spoke to them in a low voice for a few minutes before handing something out to each man. They slipped them onto their faces, and I realized that they were the masks I had suggested they wore. They had done decent approximations of the masks the nobles wore, and it looked like it'd do the trick.

Denova moved up to Jenai while wearing a hateful grin, holding the last mask. ”I expect your friend to do well tonight. She has certainly been leveling, I've seen. I can't imagine how many guys' she's had to fuck to go up ten levels.”

As he said those words, there wasn't any kind of warmth. They were cold words that held a great deal of anger over my indiscretions.

”Yes, master.”

”Of course, when you see Aria next, you can let her know how hard you've worked to keep up with her. I always want friends to share similar interests, so make sure to tell her all about how you fucked every man in camp for days on end. I'm sure she'll be excited to know her friend sat naked, covered in the spooge of two hundred men, the plaything of the entire camp. You can be… what should we call you, slut sisters?”

”Yes, master…”

For the tenth time, I hated the fact that I couldn't move, or I would have punched him in the face already. However, it seemed like Denova had been punishing her for my indiscretions more than just physically. Everything that had happened to Jenai, it really had been my fault, and once again I was powerless to stop it.

Jenai put on the mask, the expression she wore nearly dead from the inside out, and the four people made their way to the castle. They did not go through the front entrance where all the carriages picked and dropped off nobles, but the side entrance I had arrived at the first time I had come there with Min.

I had hoped somewhere in the back of my mind that the masks would go noticed, and the guards would call them out on their attempt to attack the castle. Of course, that would put Jenai at risk, but that didn't stop my hatred as I watched Denova walk in front of me. He casually approached the front gate, and the two guards waiting for him… were two men I was all too familiar with.

”Where is she?” Denova asked. ”Where is my Aria?”

Ricardo and Marvis, now dressed as gate guards, gave each other a look before Ricardo spoke up. ”Ran out on us. Didn't show up at the expected place. Your little slut nearly blew the whole mission. Couldn't keep her tight little cunni from every dick in the place.”

”And how would you know how tight she is…” Denova's voice was low and dangerous.

Ricardo tried to match him stare for stare, but it was Marvis that interjected, breaking things up. ”That is, there are a lot of rumors going around about her. Since she's been here, she's become all but the laughingstock of the castle. She's likely too scared to even show her face.”

Denova's dark expression lightened a bit, although he gave Jenai a disturbing look that suggested he'd take it out on her later and I could feel her body shiver, ”Very well, I'll just have to stop by her room and fetch her.”

”Either way,” Ricardo spoke up, ”Remember, we cut the treasury 50/50. It better be worth it. Their prince invited us to a sex party. I could have been balls deep in noble sluts, but instead, I'm doing lifting work for a fucking bandit.”

Denova growled. ”You wouldn't have been invited to that if I hadn't set up to make you a hero in the first place.”

”Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's just fucking go. Maybe we'll find that elf bitch in Aria's room. I can break her open, it might actually make it worth it.”

Denova didn't answer, merely looking away and heading into the castle. There was a darkness in his eyes though, and I found it highly unlikely that he would be sharing the loot with the pair of adventurers. I would have screamed into Ricardo's face that he was an idiot, but I couldn't say a thing. Well, whatever and whenever Denova murdered him, I already saw the guys as dead men.

They moved through the castle, Denova and his two henchmen along with the two adventurers and Jenai trailing at the end. Denova's lot wore fine enough clothing that with the mask, anyone would assume they were nobles. The two adventurer's looked like guards, through and through, so the procession was completely ignored by the occasional servant who noticed them.

”This is too easy,” Denova frowned as they went from one hall to the next. ”They really do empty out the castle for this 'Harvest' thing.”

”The festival earlier was pretty exciting too,” Marvis spoke up. ”A lot of good food, more than even an S class adventurer could afford. Such waste.”

With the map I had given them, it was remarkably easy for the group to make their way all the way to the treasury room. There were two elite guards posted in front of the room. Denova stopped the group around the corner and then walked out without a pause. The pair of guards noticed Denova, but given that he was wearing a mask, they ignored him as ordered, dropping their guard immediately. Just as he was walking past them, his hand grabbed his blade and he spun.

The sword was drawn and swiped in a single motion. A second later there were two thumps as he decapitated both men in a single stroke. It would have been my job to seduce the two men. I wasn't able to achieve that job, but as far as Denova knew, these two men were beguiled and would do whatever I said. Thus, he had no real reason to kill them. He did is simply because he could.

He pulled a key off of each guard. Both keys were needed to open the door, and they had to be turned simultaneously. This was one of the things that I had discovered from the king while being bounced on his lap. Failure to use both keys simultaneously would have triggered an alarm. Most people don't know this, so without my efforts, Denova would have already failed right here.

Denova held one key while one of his henchmen held the other. They turned the keys in unison, and there was a click. Then, Denova pushed open the doors.