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Capítulo 17: Chapter 16

"Concealing isn't simply a skill used to blend into shadows or hide your steps," Jenai explained. "Concealing also includes hiding your emotions from opponents and hiding your face in plain sight. With a high level of concealing, your thoughts will never show on your face, even to the most skilled face reader. With the right mask, you can make yourself look ten years older or ten years younger. You can make yourself beautiful or ugly. You can change your race or even your sex when necessary. That is truly the power of the Conceal ability."

I nodded very slightly, not wanting to cause her to make a mistake. She was currently applying a powder to my face, covering up blemishes with a large kit of paints and makeup. I had never considered before that conceal meant anymore more than hide. To think that even hiding pimples under makeup could be considered a concealing skill.

That morning, we had spent the day playing around with makeups and dresses. I had dressed as a stable boy, a maid, a thief, and now she was helping me dress like a princess. I had thoroughly cleaned my body after spending the previous night with Denova and was now wrapped in a towel as she did my hair and makeup. I wondered if hair stylist was another skill that one obtained, or if it all fit under conceal.

While I called it playing, we were actually training. Denova was out on business for the day, and he demanded that I level up my conceal with Jenai's help. I'd already increased two levels in Conceal, just with what we were doing today. I was quite happy with myself, and even Jenai was impressed. She explained that with my Seductress class, concealing and deception might be core attributes.

With my seduction skill, Jenai had opened up to me a lot more than she used to. The number of times, I had to use seduction on her might be a testament to how little she thought of me initially. It hurt to think about that since she was quickly becoming the closest thing I had to a friend in this world. Eventually, I just asked her to flat out describe how skills and classes work. She gave me an odd look that said this was something that even a child should know, but she explained.

"Anyone can learn any tier 1 skill. They have no perquisites. The max level of any skill is 10. At 1, you have the basic knowledge to perform the skill in question. At level 5, you're competent in it enough to be able to find work, if applicable. By Level 10, you have complete mastery over it. Complete mastery over a skill does not necessarily make you the best with that skill. Skills are always augmented with other skills. For example, if I had Level 10 with a sword, and another person had Level 8, they may still beat me with other skills, such as a dodge skill, magic, agility, or strength.

"Leveling up a skill is not easy. While most actions have a skill, most people do not earn the skill just for performing an action. For example, although even a child can perform arts and crafts, he won't necessarily gain a crafting skill. To gain a skill, one must not only have experience with that skill, they must also have an understanding of the fundamentals behind that skill. You must know the concept of a skill, as well as have experience, in order to learn that skill. For commoners, it's not uncommon to only have four or five skills in their entire lifetime. Although skilled craftsmen might have ten to twenty. Nobles and adventurers may have twenty or more skills. This is why you surprised me. You have so many skills, it is hard to believe you are a commoner."

I realized at that point why it was so easy gaining new skills. I was brought up in a modern world dedicated to knowledge. Children spent almost their entire youth in school, and I had been learning about the fundamentals and gaining problem-solving skills for the last 15 years. There are actually very few skills I couldn't get with just a little bit of experience. However, public education wasn't a thing in this world. People learned what their parents knew, and only the rich and nobles had the money for schooling. Even with that knowledge, magic aside, my schools understanding of the natural world was leagues beyond this world.

"There are exceptions." Jenai continued. "Depending on your class, certain skills become easier to learn. These are called the core skills. The knowledge comes more readily, and they require less experience. Most core skills are tier 1."

In other words, if you're a warrior, you might be able to more easily learn to use the sword. A villager could learn to use a sword just like a warrior, but it would take twice as much work. In my case, that was probably why my sex skills were skyrocketing. However, it seemed like any skill that helped with seduction could be a core skill. These skills were well documented with most tier 1 classes, but for me, an unknown class, there was very little information.

"Tier 1, you mentioned that before?" I asked.

"Tier 1 skills are common skills anyone can learn. Tier 2 and Tier 3 skills have perquisites for learning. Some call these common, silver, and gold skills. Some of these are known, others are not. Usually, they require certain Tier 1 and Tier 2 skills respectively. They also sometimes require certain stats, hidden techniques, or even classes. Class specific skills are rare, but they are known."

"So… that's what class does for you? Core skills, and a few specific skills?"

"That, and special skills, of course."

I nodded excitedly, "That's right, so everyone has special skills!"

Jenai frowned, staring at me with an indescribable look. After a minute, she opens her mouth.

"How many special skills do you have?"

I checked my stats quickly, having been a while since I last looked. I hadn't leveled in quite a long time, but a lot my stats were higher than they used to be.

{Name: Aria

Class: Seductress

Titles: Gang Banger (selected), Lesbian Lover, Solo Player

Level: 7

Statistics: Strength 12, Intelligence 13, Wisdom 12, Endurance 21, Agility 11, Charisma 22

Resistance: Carnal 1, Concussion 1, Damage 13, Disease 1, Fear 2, Mental 14, Pain 6, Panic 1, Poison 2

Standard Skills: Blowjob 3, Conceal 5, Cunnilingus 1, Dagger 1, Deception 4, Deepthroat 2, Examine 3, Flee 1, Hand Job 2, Masturbation 2, Seduce 1, Sneak 1, Throwing 1, Vaginal Intercourse 4

Special Skills: Beautification, Lover's Breath, Mental Fortitude, Pheromone, Rock a Bye, Seduction, Sexual Experience, Sexual Saint, STD Immunity

Status Effects: Infertile, 50% Experience when Using More Than One Hole During Sex} *

The positions were going up quite rapidly. Denova had twisted and turned me into dozens of positions now. If only I had any clue what they did. I counted the special skills. Eight so far. I'd have more if I could level. The burden of only being with one man hit me hard at that moment. Clearly, my first-time bonus was exemplary, a week of daily masturbation and nearly continuous fucking and I still had yet to level. For a moment, I considered testing my seduction on Jenai and seeing if I might be able to level with her. It wasn't that I was into girls, but I really wanted to reach the next level.

"Nine…" I stated out loud.

Jenai showed more expression on her face than I had seen since I met her. It almost looked like her eyes were going to pop out of her head. A moment later, her Conceal kicked back in motion and her face was flat once again.

"Nine… that is…" Jenai still seemed to be in disbelief. "That's one more than the number of special skills Denova has... Special skills… are only given after so many levels as well as upon accepting a new job… Have you been given orbs of Raimer? No… do not tell me."

As Jenai spoke, I started to get a little bit excited. This was the first time I realized that I really did have some cheat powers. According to Jenai, a normal person gains about 1 cheat ability, I mean special skill, every 15 levels. They also gain another one when they accept a class. For Denova, that meant he's earned 4 from leveling to 60 and would earn his fifth at Level 75. He had 3 more skills, first from being a thief, then a bandit, and finally bandit king.

While it wasn't unheard of that someone acquired special skills faster, certain geniuses received a special skill every 5 levels, and there was once a rumor of a legend from a man who gained a special skill ever 2 levels. In comparison, I didn't gain 1 skill every 2 levels, I gained 3 skills at every level. To the point, I had to choose. No one else got to choose. It was a random chance skill every time. Yet every level I got a new skill and could pick the one I liked the best. Forget cheat, that was downright broken.

Of course, I didn't explain this to Jenai. I just said there were some strange circumstances. With my increasing deception ability, I was able to get half-truths passed her bullshit meter, so she accepted my story. That got me thinking about the skill points we earned. That's when I learned another shocking secret.

"You do not have to spend your skill point on a special skill, but special skills are almost always worth it. Everyone gains 1 skill point per level. If they aren't buying a special skill, then they put them into other skills. This is how blacksmiths, merchants, and other common classes become masters of their trade. Naturally, they lack the resources to truly comprehend their arts, so they can force comprehension by using skill points."

"However, everyone must be very careful with how they use their points. It's a waste to use points on your first five levels of a skill since you could probably learn them with a mentor and experience in a few years. And simply reaching 10 with a skill does not make you a master. At 10 of blacksmithing, you may be competent in making a horseshoe, but the skills swordsmithing and armorsmithing, tier two skills, become unlocked. And of course, there is the tier three Arcane smithing. Add to that the need for sufficient stamina and strength to ply your craft, mercantile skills to sell your wares, and it can quickly become clear how few 1 point a level is."

That hit me with a really strong blow. To me, that meant two things. First off, that I could level up other skills. The question becomes, why would I save skill points for that when compared to the cheat-like special skills? The answer was, of course, to get other special skills. If I saved a point from a round of special skills I didn't like, I could potential buy 2 special skills in the next round. I had already predicted this was true, but this confirmed it. But thus far, I never could say no to the list available.

Jenai and I talked deep into the evening. After she applied makeup, I checked it out. It wasn't bad, but I had learned a few tricks of my own watching Hollywood makeup artists on youtube. After cleaning it off, I tried to apply some myself and ended up impressing Jenai with a few techniques she hadn't thought of herself. By the end of the night, my conceal had already raised another level. With a Level 5 conceal, I was able to hide my emotions a lot better. We played the deception game again, and with my poker face, it became easier to deceive Jenai.

As the night continued on, at some point, one of us had gotten into Denova's liquor cabinet. Both of our conceal abilities were lost, and for the first time, I saw Jenai with a smile on her face, even if she was glowing red from the alcohol.

"Jenai… how did you get your conceal ability up so high anyway?" I asked, assuming Denova had some involvement with it.

Jenai shook her head reluctantly, putting on a look almost like a pout. "As soon as I was born, my slave mother had to give me up and I was branded. A pretty girl like me? I was trained from a young age to be someone's sex slave. Every slave must learn to conceal. If we showed our true expressions, we'd be beaten to death. You could say that conceal is every slave's core skill."

Although it seemed like something painful, Jenai didn't wear a single expression of shame or fear. It was like ancient history to her. The concept of slavery was still shocking to me, but if you grew up and all you ever knew was slavery, then perhaps it was something normal in this world. That didn't mean I approved of it, but for the moment, there was little I could do. I wore a serious expression for a second, deciding to ask an even more intimate question.

"Do-do you want to escape?" my voice was slurred, even while my mind was fighting to think things through. "From Denova, I mean."

She gave me a sweet smile, with sadness in her eyes. "I don't have a choice. He's not a good man. He's murdered and he steals and he doesn't really care about me. I'm just something he can use. However, things could be worse for me. I envy you, though, you could still escape. I wonder why you don't."

I blinked at that. "How can I escape? I'm here just like you!"

Jenai shrugged, pointing at my neck. I frowned, touching my neck. A moment later she reached to hers. The pulled the collar down that she always wore around her neck. My eyes widened when I saw that behind it was a tattoo. The dark ink was drawn like intertwining vines that wrapped their way completely around her neck. Each vine had numerous sharp looking thorns on it.

"I may be a servant class here, but I ended up trading one form of slavery for another. If I escaped, this rune would activate, and I'd be dead in minutes."

I stared awkwardly at that. "Did Denova do that to you?"

Jenai nodded. "Heh, the funny thing is, he could have left me as a slave and it would have been the same. He chose to remove my slavery, and then bind me with this death curse. It was his original plan to sneak me into the castle as a servant. Then you came along and he changed the plan. Suddenly, I'm no longer useful to him."

I let out a cry, moving over to her and holding her shoulders as tears started to well in her eyes. "No, that's not what I wanted! You're still very amazing. He's not going to just throw you away!"

Jenai looked up at me, her eyes lost and hopeless. "You don't know Denova like I do. He's very nice to you right now, but it's only because he needs you. As soon as he decides you're no longer important, he'll throw you away too. He's smart. Smarter than both of us. Even today was part of his plans."

I frowned, not quite understanding what she meant under her drunken slurs, "Wh-what do you mean?"

"Obviously, he can't put the death curse on you. It's too noticeable and he needs you to pretend to be the princess."

"Ye-yeah… but once I'm declared the princess, then I'd be in hot water too once I confessed."

Jenai nodded, her face tightening. "Do you think he'd leave things like that? Please… use your deception skill and tell if I'm lying."

I gave Jenai a clear look, doing as she wished.

"Denova wants me to get close to you, so he can use me as a threat for your obedience (truth). I tried to fight back. I really did. I tried to give you the cold shoulder. However, the more time I spent with you, the more I started to like you… and now, and now… I can't lose you (truth)!"

Jenai burst into tears, every single hint of concealment gone to pieces. She cried, pressing herself up against my shoulder, which quickly became drenched in tears. Tears were falling down my eyes too, quickly ruining the not water resistance makeup of this world. Denova probably knew. He knew I was using the seduction ability on her. We had both fallen right into his trap. I had made this girl care about me, and for the first time, I was realizing the true consequences of my actions.

I stroked her hair, and the pair of us clung to each other deep into the night until we fell asleep. Denova had returned late in the night. He had seen the alcohol, the both of us holding each other with red, puffed eyes as we slept on his bed. He gave a dark grin before turning and leaving. I swear I heard the haunting laugh as he walked away.

When I woke the next morning, my head only hurt a little bit. Poison resistance increased to Level 2… so I could have been worse. Jenai was already up, and when I found her, her conceal had been reinstated. The scantily clad beauty was back in servant mode, working her butt off for a man who put a death curse on her that was as bad as slavery.

Even though I wasn't in the mood, I found some privacy and pulled out the dildo. Experience and leveling up were the only ways I knew how to get one over on Denova. Even he doesn't know how fast I can gain skills. Plus, Jenai had told me last night that if I put magic power into the stone, it'd vibrate, making me once again wish I knew magic. After setting my title to Solo Player, I did a morning quickie for the experience. Once I came, the Level up screen appeared. I had finally reached level 8!


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*Status may have some inaccuracies. The positions are not listed for ease of reading.

Capítulo 18: Chapter 17

{Congratulations!!! You have leveled to Seductress Lvl 8!}

{All stats increase by one}

{You have one skill point}

Special Skills Available:

{Liar's Caress (Passive): People become more susceptible to deception regarding sex-related topics.}

{Truth Love (Passive): The more affection a person has for you, the harder it becomes to lie.}

{Eye of the Beholder (Active): You become more attractive to the target.}

I whistled as I read through those skills. They were all good skills, although none of them sounded great. Liar's caress would help my deception, but only related to sex? Is that like lying about how many people I slept with? Trying to pretend to be a princess, this might be a really good skill. Of course, the spurned woman in me was really attracted to Truth Love. If that combined with seduction, then I could weed out liars real quick. However, that wouldn't work on Denova, who was the big problem I was facing right now.

Then there was Eye of the Beholder. I had several active skills already. The main one I used was, of course, seduction. However, Seduction's effect could be said to be a little too scary. I already had beautification, which made me attractive to all humans in general. Since attractiveness was superficial, if I could target and make certain people find me just a bit hotter, that could have effects similar to seduction, particularly on men.

In the end, I picked the Eye of the Beholder. I wanted a few more skills in my repertoire. Denova could resist seduction as a charm, but I was really curious if simply finding me hotter was something he could resist. I didn't think he could. I was also starting to better understand how these special abilities worked. It seemed to me like they weren't as random as Jenai thought. They seem to be directly relatable to what you did your last level.

I suspected that's why I haven't gotten any spells. Every skill so far uses stamina, because I haven't used a spell yet. If I wanted special skills that involved combat, I'd need to fight. If I wanted skills that used spell points, I'd need to use spell points. Since I spent a lot of time working on conceal and deception, my special skills this round were all supplementing conceal and deception. I caught a disease last time and thus got a disease stopping skill. It all seemed to fit.

Another week flashed by in a wink. I used the Eye of the Beholder on Denova. He didn't show any signs of having caught me using the skill. However, by the second or third time I used it I started to notice his eyes would linger on me a lot more. He also didn't get bored of my body, still going after me as aggressively as the prior week. I had heard some complaints from some of the bandits walking by the tent that Denova had been held up in the tent a lot lately and was neglecting work. In the meantime, we'd be fucking five to six times a day. A level 72 really did have unbeatable stamina.

Of course, I hadn't forgotten what Jenai had told me. Underneath this bandit king's lustful exterior was the sharp mind of a murderer, bandit, and criminal who likely had no real affection for anything but himself. Not that I'd ever feel shame for taking pleasure from him. Mental Fortitude did pop up at the strangest of times.

Throughout that week, I also got closer to Jenai. She started to teach me how to feel for magic. It wasn't easy, and it involved feeling for energy outside myself and then trying to treat it like an extension of my body. I was motivated, however, and three days later I had the dildo vibrating with magic. The first time I had used it, just as I was climaxing I lost control of my magic and the dildo shook so hard that it fired out like a rocket, shooting through the flap and landing in the hallway. Jenai was passing by at the time and had to duck from a shooting vibrator. She had burst into laughter after she found out what happened. It was the first time I had seen her genuinely laugh without the influence of alcohol. Even with Mental Fortitude, that situation was almost enough to make me blush. Almost.

{Masturbation has increased to LVL 3.}

{Magic Skill has increased to LVL 1.}

"How does magic work, anyway? Like how do the skills match up with what kind of spells you can cast?"

Jenai nodded carefully. "Magicians are typically considered very learned. While Magic is a tier 1 skill, if you want to do anything with it, that is, erm… beyond controlling your dildo… you need to gain a tier 2 skill."

That made me pretty depressed. It turned out that magic only allowed you to control magic. This meant you could use magical items. As magic increased, your control of magic increased. However, being able to control magic, and being able to cast spells, were two entirely different things. Once you had magic up to level 10, you'd be able to learn any of eight different spellcasting skills. Those were divided into three groups. You had the elemental skills, fire, water, earth, and air magic. Then you had the light and dark skills, otherwise known as white magic and shadow magic. The final two types are enchantment and brewing magic. Enchantment magic allowed you to create magic weapons and armor, which really top blacksmiths would learn. Brewing magic allowed you to create magical potions, which was a magic to improve alchemy.

Most people only learned one or two types of magic. The comprehension level was considered incredibly high to gain the spells. I wondered, given my knowledge of the elements, energy, and science, maybe I'd be able to pick them up real quick. With that, I excitedly practiced magic whenever I wasn't in lessons with Jenai or Denova. Although the only tangible thing I could use magic on with visible evidence was my vibrator, so I practiced adjusting its strength and even managed pulses and waves just like personal massagers at home. No, it wasn't in me when I practiced! Well… at least half the time.

With the Eye of the Beholder ability, every lesson with Denova involved me bent over on his bed, but he still did lecture me on everything he could about how to be a princess. I didn't know how he knew how to act like a princess, but I took his word for it. Furthermore, my increases in sexual skills were clearly having an effect. Where Denova used to have a seemingly endless supply of stamina and only came after I was already sore, now I could get him to cum in just fifteen minutes or so. I'm not even really sure how I moved my body differently, but the sex was amazing, and even with Denova in charge he was already panting with streams of sweat running down his chest as he thrusts into my naked body, my butt raised in the air. Suffice it to say, many skills were gaining practice.

{Etiquette has increased to LVL 1.}

{Vaginal Intercourse has increased to LVL 5.}

{Blow Job has increased to LVL 4.}

{Hand Job has increased to LVL 3.}

One of these skills is not like the others…

"This one enjoys the cock of Denova," I moaned.

Denova barked a noise of contentment. Immediately after, he let out a moan, collapsing on top of me as his dick throbbed, releasing hot seed inside my body. I was talking the way nobles talk in this world. A princess would always refer to herself as "this one" as opposed to I or me. They also referred to everyone else in the third person. It was a haughty way to talk, but it was kind of fun, especially during sex play.

Along with that, I was wearing a dress now, which was hiked up over my butt. The dress was white and frilly. I wore two long, thin, white leggings. It was the kind of thing some of my exes would have killed to see me in while tearing it off of me. Denova insisted I needed to get used to this kind of thing, so now I always wore dresses, even when fucking. Of course, after tearing through my underwear three or four times, I didn't bother to wear it anymore. After hitting him with the Eye of the Beholder so many times, his lust would just suddenly take over at the strangest of times, and he'd toss me to the ground.

He started to take me out in front of his men too. During meetings, he'd suddenly toss me over the table and start fucking me in front of Dox or the other men. They were quite surprised the first time they saw it, but they got used to it real quick when he gave them a dark look and demanded they continue giving reports.

This was part of the training too. The thieves all thought I was the princess. When I was brought in front of the men, I had to act the part. I had to act snobbish, spoiled, but most importantly, abused. I was a poor princess who had her innocence ripped away by this bandit, and despite my noble heritage, was being mortified and embarrassed.

Concealing was to a stage that I could hide my perversion and predatory nature, preventing it from showing in my eyes. On top of that, I needed to learn to cry on command. I'd cry in front of his men as he smacked my ass. I also had to blush and fidget in mock embarrassment, a feeling I was starting to forget even existed. I'd pretend to be flustered and terrified whenever he looked at me while shooting him hateful looks when he wasn't. The role-playing was intense, and it made the pleasure even more unbearable. I came harder during those moments than any other time. I've likely become a bit of an exhibitionist now. And the worst part was that I couldn't let any of it show on my face!

{Conceal has increased to LVL 6.}

{Deception has increased to LVL 5.}

It had the effect, and by the end of the week, one of the bandits stood up to the bandit king, insisting that he stop treating a lady like me in that manner.

He was taken out and beaten. He wasn't killed, thankfully, but I felt really bad about it. He was defending me, the princess, not me, the seductress. If he knew I was having this much fun, he'd have probably worn a look of disgust on his face. That night, Denova was quite happy with the outcome. His men were absolutely convinced I was a noble princess at his whim. He sat me down with a pleased smile on his face. While he talked, I had his enormous cock in my hands and was kneeling in front of him, stroking it with my developing Hand Job skill.

"You've developed splendidly. I expected it'd take months to get you to this point. I had planned to fake letters and a kidnapping in order to give us enough time. However, with the you now, I think it's almost time to begin our plan. The only issue is your level. The princess was a sheltered woman, this is true; however, no one would believe someone who is a mere level 8 would be the princess. Nobles have special privileges, and you'd be hard pressed to find one below a level 10. Therefore, I'll need to take you out to power level."

"Power level… that is… monsters?"

The bandit king nodded. "That'll take about a week. I wish I could take more time and get you up to 13 or 14, but if you don't make it to the castle by the end of this month, people will grow suspicious of you. I wouldn't even take another week if I could avoid it. However, this is the fastest way to level."

I coughed, holding my throat for a second and considering. "Um… I might have a faster way to level."

Denova raised an eyebrow. I decided I should tell him. I really didn't know how he'd act. With the Eye of the beholder, he may not let any other men touch me.

He let out a surprised noise when I informed him that sex gave me experience, but after a moment he muttered, "So that's how you made it to level 8, then."

Once I told him about the first-time bonus, it took him only a few seconds to realize what I was suggesting. His eyes darkened for a moment, and I could see the stubbornness on his face.

"It really is the quickest way to level!" I explained quickly, "And it'd be practice as well, for my deception and conceal. I'd use it on every guy in your camp once."

"Every guy… in the camp?" The casual way I suggested sleeping with over 200 men was enough to even make him raise an eyebrow. "You really are one of a kind, aren't you?"

"In one night, two, maybe three levels," I added, still trying to convince him, using conceal to hide my excitement, my hand still sliding up and down on his member.

He scratched his chin for a few more minutes and finally sighed. "Fine, let's get this over with."

I finished him off, swallowing his seed as it erupted, and then I ended up spending the next hour and a half cleaning myself up, applying makeup, and putting on my best princess dress. As I prepared, I examined myself in the mirror. The continuous destruction and restoration through leveling had changed me. A month of eating scraps had caused me to lose weight, several weeks walking through a forest had built a little muscle, and the time I had spent with the bandit king gave me all of the daily necessities of a princess: daily baths, soaps, and oils to treat my skin.

As a result, my body had reformed itself. I had achieved the ideal hourglass figure. My hair was groomed, braided and decorated in a way I hadn't seen since my senior prom. My breasts were perfectly rounded and smooth and were just as perky as when I was sixteen. It almost seemed like my body had been purged of imperfections. That one faded scar I had on my wrist wasn't there anymore. My nipples that I might have once thought were a little colorless were now vibrant and erect. My perfectly flat tummy spread out into well-rounded hips, and my once substandard legs were now shapely, long, and perfectly smooth.

My skin was soft to the touch in a way only a girl can be. Even my womanhood, for all the abuse it's taken in recent months, had tightened, brightened, and more closely resembled the unbloomed rosebud romance authors were always going on about. I finally understood how a vagina could look appealing. I left a small perfect little patch of light brown hair just above, although I had considered once or twice going bare. I didn't really know what guys in this world found attractive, but if I looked like this back on earth, I'm sure I might have been offered modeling positions.

As I admired my own body, I hummed as I worked, quite excited at the prospect of tonight's feast. Jenai watched me, helping when I needed it, her expression concealed as always. I wondered if she was jealous, concerned, or just creeped out.

"Are you alright, Jenai?" I asked.

Jenai stayed silent for a moment before she spoke. "If… you do this thing. If you keep leveling… do you think there will be a point when you can even wrap Denova around your finger?"

I thought about it briefly before I nodded. "Every level gives me special skills. Eventually, I'll get one that even Denova can't resist!"

Jenai gave a nod. "Then do what you want. However, protect your body. If you cause harm to the body of my best friend, I will not forgive."

I didn't mention to her that I already possessed the Eye of the Beholder that he wasn't aware of because it didn't seem to work in the way I expected. I did figure out why Denova wasn't able to detect the skill. I carefully observed casting it and came to the realization that rather than a charm, it was more akin to an illusion spell. Denova refused to be manipulated, but a girl he spent time with gradually becoming more attractive after he pampered her seemed to fall under his radar, and I gradually became a girl that hits his perfect strike zone.

Focusing back on the now, I gave Jenai a hug, holding her for a minute before taking a breath, and heading outside the flap. I was back in Denova's throne room. We had fucked countless times in this room, and every other room of this tent. After being trapped in here for 2 weeks, this was the first time I'd be outside of that tent. The place was starting to feel a bit cramped.

Denova looked at me woodenly. His eyes didn't hold concern, but there was something heavy about them. My guess was that Denova didn't want to share, as simple as that.

"Ready." He frowned.

I activated my deception, starting to cry. He reached over and ripped open a sleeve. His face turned violently angry, and a snarl came from his lips. I jumped back in fear. Even though I knew it was his own part of the deception, it was convincing, and ultimately resulted in me playing my part even better. He grabbed my arm and immediately started dragging me outside the tent. I started fighting back, tears running down my cheeks.

"No, please, Denova, don't!" I shouted.

A moment later we were outside the tent, and with a roar, Denova threw me. I took several steps forward before landing on the ground, my nice dress ripping a little bit more, and becoming covered with dirt. I immediately turned back to Denova and started crawling back.

"No! No… I didn't mean it!" I begged him.

Denova snorted, and when I got close enough, he slapped me across the face. It was hard enough that my eyes lost focus. My deception almost broke and I almost gave him an angry glare, but with the strike causing my eyes to water even more, and my hand covering up my face, I was able to keep it going. I began to bawl loudly, and only some of that was acting. He hit very hard.

"You despicable whore!" He shouted.

The scene was enough that tents were spilling out and all the bandits and thieves in the area, women or men, were gathering around to watch. I didn't approach Denova again, not wanting him to hit me, but I still gave him begging eyes in between indiscernible sobs.

"Since you're going to take my goodwill and throw it in my face, you need to be taught a lesson," Denova snarled. "Listen, men! New orders! Ruin her. This precious little princess, turn her into nothing but the little whore she is. Have your fill men. I want every one of you to dump your load on her. Teach her how little power she truly has!"

The men were surprised by this. Some of them looked excited, eager expressions on their faces. Others looked confused. One or two looked at me with pity in their eyes. If I had a choice, it'd be the men with pity that I'd fuck first. There seemed to be a silence in the air after Denova's declaration. The only sound was my sobbing and pleading, all deception of course.

Everyone seemed afraid to move forward, not quite sure what would happen. Denova had previously made it clear that the Princess was his girl. Taking me in front of him was nothing if not a sign of his ownership. Admittedly, some of the men who had watched him give it to me had looks of envy, wishing for just a taste of my body, but they never actually thought they'd get their way.

As the silence drifted on, Denova turned his gaze to Dox, one of the few men who had some pity in his eyes. "Since you brought her in Dox, you break her in."

Dox was startled, but after a moment of looking into Denova's vicious eyes, he gave a panicked nod. "Err… I'm not an animal. I like my privacy."

Denova barked a laugh. "Then toss her in a tent. Men, make a line, first come, first serve. She'll be open all night!"

With that, there was a cheer. A tent was prepared and a line started forming. Dox moved over to me, picking me up in his big, strong arms. I finally would get to be Dox's second. I was absolutely elated that Dox would be the next man I've had after weeks of monogamy. I had to focus once again to keep my deception mask on. This was going to be a very long night.


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