Every step I took along the path of fallen petals sounded like a caress.
Victoria walked ahead of me, giving little excited hops, her skirt fluttering as if it had a life of its own. Suddenly she spun around, her pink eyes shining with a childlike joy I had never seen in her before.
—Master, master! —she shouted, running toward me with open arms.
I welcomed her with a smile. She threw herself against my chest, hugging me so hard she almost knocked me over.
—Hello, how are you, Victoria? How are you feeling?
—I'm really good, love —she answered, squeezing me even tighter—. Thank you so much for bringing me here. I'd been wandering aimlessly for so long through dark forests and dead cities… This place is wonderful. It really feels like we're inside a fairy tale.
—You're absolutely right —I said, looking around.
The exact instant those words left my mouth, a lash of pain tore through my head. It was so sudden and violent that I doubled over, pressing a hand to my forehead. The world turned gray for a second. And then came memories… or what seemed like memories.
—Hello…
A soft, warm, almost maternal voice. The image of a woman appeared before me. She wore a sky-blue dress with a spotless white apron. Her hair was blonde, tied up in a perfect bun on top of her head, with a few loose strands falling like threads of gold. But her face… her face was impossible to make out. It was a black, blurred smudge, as if someone had spilled ink over a half-finished painting. All around us stretched a library.
—Yes, I'm talking to you. Congratulations. You've been chosen to be the protagonist of this story.
Her words echoed inside my skull like distant bells. I felt a ridiculous warmth in my chest, an absurd mix of nostalgia and euphoria, as if that voice had been waiting for me my whole life. I wanted to answer, to ask who she was, what all this meant, but before I could form a single word…
—Master! Master, are you okay?!
Victoria's voice snapped me out of the trance. I opened my eyes and realized I was on my knees on the ground, my hands clutching my helmet tightly. She was gently shaking my shoulders, her pink eyes brimming with tears about to spill.
—Yeah… I'm fine —I managed to say, even though my head was still throbbing—. I just got a little dizzy. Maybe I've been pushing myself too hard these past few days.
—You scared me so much! —she almost shouted—. We were talking and suddenly you collapsed. I thought something terrible had happened to you…
I looked at her face: flushed cheeks, trembling lips, tears held back. She had been genuinely worried. I gently stroked her head, threading my fingers through her pink hair. She closed her eyes and leaned into my hand like a kitten.
—Calm down, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.
We stayed like that for a few seconds until the pain finally faded completely. Then I remembered something important.
—Before I forget… Victoria, I need to give you souls. You have to level up and become stronger.
Her eyes snapped open in surprise.
—Huh? Really? Can I really receive souls from you, Master?
—Of course. The stronger you are, the safer you'll be by my side… and the more useful you'll be on the battlefield.
A mischievous smile curved her lips.
—Master… then please allow me to begin.
Without another word, Victoria knelt before me with an almost ceremonial grace. Her delicate hands settled on my belt and, with slow, deliberate movements, began to unfasten it. The cool forest air brushed my skin as she lowered my pants just enough. My cock was already half-hard just from seeing her like this, on her knees, looking up at me with those pink eyes full of devotion.
—Ah… Master's cock is so thick and magnificent… —she whispered, almost reverently.
Her soft, warm, wet lips settled on my glans with a tenderness that contrasted with the lust beginning to burn in her gaze. Her tongue emerged timidly at first, licking the tip as if tasting a forbidden delicacy. Then, growing bolder, she traced every inch, coating it with glistening saliva.
—Master… your thing is so incredibly hot… aahh… I want it to be mine and only mine…
Her words vibrated against my skin. An intense, expert massage from her tongue soon made pre-cum leak out. Victoria caught it with the tip of her tongue, savoring it like nectar.
—Ah… Master's juices… I'm not worthy…
Every drop was eagerly swallowed. My cock throbbed with pleasure under that animalistic, savage, yet deeply servile blowjob. She moaned softly, as if she were enjoying it as much as, or more than, I was.
—Hnn… Please enjoy my blowjob, your maid's service…
She leaned in further, opened her mouth as wide as possible, and in one smooth motion took my entire cock down her throat. I felt her muscles contract around me, squeezing, massaging. Her cheeks hollowed as he sucked, her tongue never stopped moving, and her throat wrapped around me like a living, hot glove.
—Mchuu… buaah… mmm…
Without letting go for a second, she began moving her head back and forth in a perfect rhythm: slow at first, to savor every vein, every inch; then faster, deeper, more desperate. The obscene sounds of her full mouth echoed in the silence of the magical forest: wet slurps, choked gagging, saliva dripping down her chin.
My hips trembled. I grabbed her pink hair with both hands—not to guide her (she already knew exactly what she was doing)—but to anchor myself to reality while the pleasure tore me apart inside. She noticed and, instead of pulling back, gripped my waist firmly and doubled her efforts, sucking with an almost religious fervor.
I couldn't hold out any longer. A guttural growl escaped my throat as the orgasm hit me like lightning. My cock swelled inside her mouth and a thick, hot torrent of cum exploded straight down her throat.
Victoria didn't retreat an inch. She swallowed once, twice, three times, drinking every drop greedily. When I finished, she slowly pulled back, licking her white-stained lips without wasting a single drop. Then she playfully stuck out her tongue, showing a remaining bit of cum that gleamed for a moment before disappearing between her lips.
At that exact moment, her entire body lit up with an intense pink glow. The souls she had absorbed along with my seed took immediate effect: a powerful aura enveloped her, her eyes shone brighter, her skin looked softer, more luminous. She had leveled up. A lot.
—T-thank you so much for your effort, Master… —she said, her voice shaky from pleasure and emotion—. Your satisfaction is my happiness… and now I'm stronger thanks to you.
I knelt in front of her, still catching my breath, and caressed her cheek. She leaned into my hand, closing her eyes with a satisfied smile.