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I went with something simple, a bed for two. A comfortable mattress of goose down, not stuffed with hay, a cheaper option. I put the bed in the center. Two pillows. Covers. My fingers twitched on the crystal.

"Speak the words," whispered the Soul.

"By the power of my will, let reality bend to my whim and conjure my vision," I said, the words spilling from my lips as they rose from someplace inside of me. "I am Leo Baldwin, and this is my demesne!"

A great roar rushed from the gem in a burst of umbral light. The blackness washed over me. The earth shook. The stones groaned. A loud crack echoed behind me. A rush of air. Lana Fulmine gasped. The darkness died away.

I peeled my hands from the Crystal and turned around. There was a wooden door in the wall now. It was set in a stone frame. A simple door with a wrought-iron handle. It didn't have a knob but there was a small bolt that could be slid back to let the door open. It was medieval.

The wood bare and unpainted. Made of planks hammered onto crossing planks attached to the two hinges instead of solid construction.

I moved to it, swallowing. I had done this. I had chosen this door. I grabbed the little knob on the bolt and drew it back. Then I pushed the door open onto a large room. It was dark. From the light spilling out of this room, I could see a bed in the middle of it, two pillows, blankets of blue covering it, the frame wood.

"You forgot the lights, Lord Leo," said the Soul.

Lana Fulmine slipped past me into the room. She glowed. A soft, flickering light of gold spilled from her. Not enough to illuminate the room in its entirety, but she exposed the stone walls and ceiling as she circled the bed. Then she slid onto it, her large breasts swaying back and forth. She pressed her face into it.

"Amazing," she moaned. "This is where we'll lie together, Leo. You'll ravish me in this bed and give me your seed."

"Fuck," I said. "Just... hold on. Lights."

I went back to the Crystal and sank into it with ease. I felt the Soul land on my shoulder as my mind worked through the various choices. I found light sources.

Torches that burned on the wall, oil lamps, and even magical stones that would glow like light bulbs. Those were more expensive, but they provided steady light. This was my quarters. The rest of my dungeon might not need something this expensive, but I wanted it.

I put it in the ceiling above my bed and spoke the words.

CRACK!

"Oh, my," Lana Fulmine said. "Your powers are amazing."

I turned around to see the light falling on her body. She had turned around so her rump was aimed right at me. That curving ass that led right to her pussy dripping with my seed. And above it, peeking out, was her asshole. This wonderful, puckered hole.

"She's mine, isn't she?" I asked the Soul.

She stood up on my shoulder and walked to my ear. "You created her, Lord Leo, to love you and serve you. She's the Lana Fulmine that aches to be a submissive. To serve something greater than herself. You can enjoy her how you please. That will make her happy. But don't forget about me. I need your cum, too."

"I won't," I groaned and then padded forward.

"Enjoy," the Soul said in my mind the moment I stepped out of the room.

"I cannot leave your vault, but I can always communicate with you."

I nodded. Of course. That made sense.

"Yes, it does, Lord Leo. You bonded with me when you spilled your cum in me. You agreed to protect me. I will keep you to that."

"Lana Fulmine," I said, "have you ever done anal?"

She threw a look over her shoulder. "A few times. How do you think I got to be Jane Dangerous? I was a nobody, but I gave that producer anal and he put me in the lead."

I blinked. She had done three films as the action-adventure heroine. A Lara Croft type character. She had won every boy's affection in those tight shorts and belly shirts. Some of my first times masturbating was after watching those films.

And now she was mine. I could fuck Jane Dangerous in the ass. I could fuck Lana Fulmine whenever I wanted.

She reached behind her and ran a finger down her butt-crack to her asshole. She pressed her digit into it. Her electric wings fluttered as she moaned. Her silver rump clenched as her digit vanished into her flesh.

"If you want to fuck my asshole, Leo, how can I deny you?" She smiled at me over her shoulder, her lips so gorgeous. "You're my number one fan."

"When you're done with her, we really must finish your dungeon," said the Soul. "But I understand. Enjoy."