Alister's Unlucy Brea

Hi hi, sorry for not posting this next part sooner I'm a very easily distracted person.

Anyways thank you all who viewed and gave my work a favorite. My main feedback was pacing which I hope to work on.

This chapter will contain some real-world femdom coupled with some fantasy RPG game scenes, less heavy on the porn however I hope the porn that does get in is much more descriptive.

This one was also proofread!

Edited and read over by my beautiful gf. Who wants to be called mommy. So uh, if you notice an increase in quality, thank mommy!~

(Also I had to break up this story into smaller Paragraphs, so if my dummy dumbness makes a hole in the story, my apologies.)

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Alister's face was as red as a tomato as the woman who had spoken of her victories stepped into the stall, kicking the door shut behind her leaning in. Perhaps a little too close for his comfort.

"I had planned on beating the punk who knocked over my caffeine when I felt like mauling someone for talking too loud. . ." She spoke confidently, looking rather smug which was a rather interesting contrast to the stunned and ashamed Alister, who listened in baited breath.

"I see you're a fan of Dragoon's works, you wouldn't know it but this character actually belongs to me. What a coincidence."

Alister spoke up quietly "I...I-I didn't...b-but I um. . . I-I'm one of your party members." He couldn't help but jump as she punches the wall behind him "Cut that stutter crap out. You speak clearly and concisely to me!" The woman glared down at him, watching as Alister nodded hastily, clutching his book to his chest before she placed her foot between his legs, planted firmly on the toilet seat ring

"I'm Fionna. But I have a feeling you would rather address me as The orc chieftain, Alexandra. No?"

Alister could barely process what was happening, trying to figure out if she was genuine or just knew of his party leaders character, he assumed that the age-old adage of all women online being male was true; assuming that he would never meet them in person he didn't care less, he didn't even process the question she asked before her foot tapped against the side of his thigh moving up slightly

"I said what's your screen name!. . . I assume you're Dariun_TheDwarf?" Alister shook his head slightly, thinking about his teammate dwarf, wondering if they would have acted in the same way towards him.

Fionna on the other hand looked surprised, having assumed the boy was the second most perverse female in their party "What? So you're Yivonne the pumpkin Witch?" She seemed defeated, Yivone was a good friend of hers and was one of the first to join her guild, but the only woman pervy enough to do something like fap in an empty stall "So you're a filthy catfish after a-" she paused when Alister's head started to shake profusely, her foot creeping up to stamp on his balls as she grew tired of his shyness

"Well then tell me your name you bastard or I'll fucking crush your nuts ya lil perv!" That got Alister talking.

"D-Dragoon_tamer! I. I am dragoon!" He blushed heavily admitting to her that he was the group's personal fuck toy elf boy but she was too busy trying to pick her jaw up off the ground "B-Bullshit!? There's no way Dragoon would be as timid of a perv like you!?" Fionna could barely believe that her party's slut had turned out to actually be a male, they always assumed it HAD to be a female acting as one to fulfill a kink or something.

"H..here. L-look in my book." Fionna snatched it up and flipped through the pages, sure enough, these were Drago- Alister's works, hell everything was here, furniture ideas for the guildhall, flag layouts, lewd sketches of scenes they just did yesterday. . ." This reveal left her a bit...confused and caused her to step back, much to Alister's relief.

"So. You're actually my party member?

"Yes. I...I believe so."

"And you're here pleasing yourself to sketches of my character, why?"

That prompted him to squeeze his legs together, hiding his now soft dick between them, red as a tomato in the face "I-its a long story!?" His response was cute enough that Fionna couldn't help but laugh, admiring the effect she had when being this close

"You know...looking at you it's really clear to see the similarities between you and your elf." Fionna smirked and put her hands on her hips, speaking again, this time with a more strict tone "Rather egotistical is it not? Designing your character after yourself? When you could be anything." The shame on his face was a joy for her to watch, and it stirred up several emotions within her core as she leaned in close, whispering a husky tone into his ear.

"Get proper~ we're playing hooky." With that she gave him a small nibble on the ear and a kiss on the cheek before standing straight, leaving the stall where the internally screaming Alister sat.

Sometime later he and Fionna were on their way towards the exit of the school only to be stopped by a cough of an adult. "Lunch is going to end soon Alister... prey tell why you're not heading towards my class?"

"O-oh. Miss. Um..." damn it was a bad time to forget his teacher's name, even after he just went on lunch from her class not too long ago.

"Miss Richard's, my boyfriend is unwell. I filled out all the forms with the office and I am on my way to drop him off at home." Austin turned red as a beat again, even Miss Richard's looked a little shocked, but... He did look like he was burning up, letting go of her desire to speak with him on her own she huffed and chose to let him go for now and turned on her heel, her tight ass swaying away from the duo, leaving them both to sigh.

The journey to Fionna's house was rather uneventful, Alister not wanting to say much as she shoved him in the back of her car, although he couldn't help but notice the child lock feature activating when she sat in the driver's seat. "Now. We're going to go to my home. We're going to set up our guild hall like the one I saw in your sketches. And we're definitely going to show you off to our guild. . . Even if I drop you off at your house for that time frame. Any questions?"

As expected Alister just hung his head and reacted poorly, unsure of how to approach this situation, although she did get a surprise when he spoke up halfway through their journey. "Did. Did you mean what you said?"

"What? That I'm going to show you off?"

"No... to miss Richard's. That we um."

"Oh right, that." She didn't continue on the subject, dropping it there, leaving Alister to ponder why she was being so silent. Time passed and they soon reached the driveway of a rather urban looking home, a pleasant dwelling if he was being honest. But before she could let him out she turned and spoke factually.

"Number one: this doesn't reach the outside world alright? I got a mean bitch persona to uphold and if people find out I spend my time playing a d&d VR game my reputation goes down the shitter got that?"

"Y-yes, I understand bu-"

"Number two; you're not my boyfriend in-game. You're my toy. Same as always. . . Although if you're good enough I might consider it." He had learned his lesson and simply nodded, blushing heavily as he struggled to meet her gaze.

"And number three; There's a high chance they'll want to host a meet-up when they find out we did. Plus the fact that you're practically your character model. . . They'll want to try Dom the real thing. I'll protect you from them if you want... But know that you can walk away, that you don't have to come online anymore... I'll just reveal who you actually are and post it about campus."

He shuddered, he was already a bit of an outcast but if she did that it would completely get rid of any semblance of a social life he had there. . . It would be a rather bad turn of events. Then he would probably get kicked out of the school for all the porn and shit he drew and rped over the years. . . He sighed and finally answered, flustered but determined "F...fine. let's do this." He stumbled on his words for a few moments before awkwardly adding "W-whatever it is we're actually doing."

Fionna only smirked and left the car, telling him to wait until she came back. When she did, she was holding a small black bag, deciding to move her car into the garage. Once the doors had closed she smirked and looked back at him. "I got you a gift~" That caused Alister to perk up and ask quizzically

"A gift? Why would you give me a gi-" She removed it from the bag. A small shock collar, he couldn't help but whimper and press his legs together a small amount, trying to cover his erection.

"While I would have loved to take you about naked in my house, I had to borrow this from my dog. Who would have happily jumped on your back." She leaned in close with the collar outstretched, watching as Alister sat there stunned she simply gave a little chuckle, snapping it around his neck "And fucked you silly~" she couldn't help but laugh cruelly at his reaction before she paused.

"I believe you need to thank me for your gift you dumb little boy toy..." Alister went to speak, however when he vocalized his first few sounds the collar sprung to live, giving him a shock. He whined slightly and looked at her unsure what to do. "Kiss my outstretched hand dumbass. Like you're a dog looking for pets." Gently his lips gave the back of her hand a little smooch, before she smacked his chin away, causing him to yelp and be shocked again. Taking the idea of being a dog into account he licked her hand looking away from her gaze, feeling humbled by the woman, only then did she undo the locks, stepping out of the car brandishing her dog leash like a whip.

Alister gingerly stepped into the garage, looking around as she gripped his shirt pulling him closer before clipping on the leash and leaning down speaking directly into the sensor. "Kneel." The shock affected him much more this time, and he instantly dropped to his hands and knees wanting to avoid the pain of electronic punishment.

Alister followed Fionna into the house, his head hung low as he pondered how he went from drawing smut in class to following his VR MMO mistress in real life. She wasn't entirely cruel, however, when they reached the door to her bedroom she knelt down and removed the collar speaking clearly and fluidly "Go into my room. Turn on my brother's spare chair, it's the one near the window. Calibrate it to your account and boot it up, I'll join soon after."

"W-wha- b..but where are you going?"

"To give my dog back his hesitation." She said smiling down at him, proud he didn't stand when freed from the shocking device, with that she continued down the hall, swaying her hips for added effect. Alister watched on in amazement for a small time, before stepping into her room upon hearing her dog bark and growl from a distance away, not something he wanted to meet on his hands and knees. Once in the room he couldn't help but marvel.

It was the perfect mix of a cutesy bad bitch and epic gamer girl. Taking himself over to the window seat he couldn't help but smile, this was the first time he had been invited over to a girls house...even if it was somewhat forced by a taser collar. . . Plus she was a party member, who knew most of his kinks and had spent a large amount of time with him, maybe this was just her trying to please him?

Having logged his account into the VR chair he sat back and watched the machine calculate his body measurements, general limitations, and other things. You see the chairs themselves were nothing special. They stimulate muscle groups by using rising and lowering bumps, and can also be used to pleasure oneself. If their avatar in the game is pleasured, for example, being penetrated in the game, causes the rods in relation to the hole to be pushed up, the rest of the feelings that can't be given through electrical shocks and movement from the rods are given much more directly to the brain. Stuff like fluids entering the body, tastes and damage on the front, the rest was just done audibly and visually with a set of goggles and earphones.

The chair also puts you in a trance as not to actually move your muscles, that would be rather disastrous... Was that too in-depth? Who knows. But Alister. He certainly loved everything this chair could do. Anyways regarding the chair as calibrating he turned his attention to the rest of the room, wondering what exactly separates them both in terms of room design, as space was certainly something that his room failed to provide. But he was adopted and living alone with a stepmother.

It wasn't exactly like he chooses to live in such tight conditions. Sighing softly he sat on the edge of her bed and removed his shoes, rubbing his still tingly throat as he let his feet rub against the soft fur of a rug she had placed on the floor.

He certainly felt some envy, only to find that replaced with fear as she opened the door and stormed over to him "No no no! Dogs sit on the floor! You have to take me on dates to even be allowed near my bed you perv!" With that she grabbed him by the shoulders and roughly moved him to near the window, plopping him down on a pillow before leaving the room again, leaving a stunned Alister in her wake ". . .What...what the hell?"

She came back a small time later, this time carrying a plate of cookies and some milk "It's not much but I remember you said you had a sweet tooth?" This did put a smile on his face, and he happily took her sugary gifts, stuffing his face with false calories, before downing the only other white liquid he loved... the other was cum. He had never tried the real thing of course, but if the game was anything to go off of he was definitely an addict.

Once he had finished the meal, in record time, he sheepishly looked up at her and apologized "Sorry. I uh. I was really hungry."

This had Fionna laughing, curling up slightly as Alister rubbed his arm, feeling rather self conscious about himself in that moment, regardless; when the chair beeped ready to be used Fionna's look changed from cheerful to lustful, commanding him to take his spot as she booted up her own. Within a few minutes they were both in their characters, logged in and standing in the midst of Fio- Alexandra the orc chieftain. Aka the leader of his guild and owner of the guild hall.

Alister looked out the window and huffed, wondering just how much his life was about to be changed by this. . . Hell he might even become an actual prostitute and not just as an in game one... at least his stepmother wouldn't notice, not that she is around to notice much, considering she was always running business trips for the company behind the game. Oh well, at least she was kind enough to get him said chair...

Regardless he adjusted his practically see through garments, which in reality was a stupidly strong armour set. The game seemed to favour Alister's class, build, and general means of gaining xp; And of course...The way he dressed. Sitting down in his less extravagant chair he looked at Fionna, who was sitting on what was practically a throne, the twisted iron and gemstones matching well with the high level boss drops she displayed along the sides of it and the walls, of course the green skinned warrior herself didn't stand out too badly, instead looking like she was made of the material, her skin looking like metal, chiseled and built ...

Although it didn't help that he knew what she looked like, and that her towering, muscled frame was in reality barely taller than his own, and certainly not green skinned. "Although that would look rather nice... No! Stay focused. You have to tell her you can't do this in real life!" Alister sat up and spoke softly, his elf character shivering and twitching from the constant pleasure being near his party members gave him. What an awkward buff at a time like this. "Fionna I-

"Alexandra, Mommy or Mistress. . . Or even your owner. I will not allow subpar beings to address my real name in the realm where I'm allowed to control you." As if to prove her point she waved her hand, the buff that was so often used to keep him ready for after combat amplified, sending waves of pleasure crashing down on him until he could barely breathe, relenting with her attack she withdrew her hand, the pleasure withdrawn from his body he took a second attempt.

"Listen. Please. Mistress. I can't do this sort of thing in real life, my mom would kill me. I'd be homeless, jobless and outcast by society!"

"I'll strike you a deal. If you allow me and everyone else to keep using you like we have been, Dragoon's identity is safe, plus I want to host a meet up, at least between our main inner circle, Yivone, Dariun, Averill, Nythanaes and Tieria..." she pointed at him "Of course I'll make sure they're all legit, I'm certain they'd love to meet you but I couldn't have anyone hurt my new favourite toy now. Could I?"

"I...I guess not?" Pleasure once again began to crush down on him as she subjugated him yet again "Mistress! I. Agree, mistress!" Once more the pleasure recessed, allowing him to think straight once more. Lifting his gaze Alister looked up at the orc leader, surprised to see her freeing her mighty orc cock from her pants. The scents washed over him, even from across the room

"I reset your profile's pleasure thresholds while you were eating. Now your character's body will be as tight as a virgin once more, so shall you decide to take your place and sit upon my lap? Or would you rather kneel and kiss my boots?" A smug smile was worn on her face as she propped herself up by her fist, lounging in her chair, smiling as Alister began to get up.

"Oh and of course. . . Riding my dick would mean you submit to being my pathetic little pet in both worlds, and that includes all of my terms and conditions. . ."

"Wh-wha-" Alister stopped himself when she lifted her hand to access her menu, sighing slightly he began to debate. After all. He loved her orc dick ravishing his insides, it was how he spent many many nights and early mornings after all...could he really give all that up for the chance that she won't blab about his little stall escapades. Or his art. Or well... this account in general.

But looking at it throb and drip, the way the head shined and the meat looked soft but had a rigid undertone, those big fat balls that would slap against his face, drowning him in musk and pheromones. The way she would bully him with them after missions when they stunk, the countless lewd dreams. . . Could he really... actually give that up?

Sighing softly he looked at the new arrangement of the main guild hall, realising the way she had utilised his design made it easier to flaunt him to the occasional guests they would have. As it stood, only the top members of their guild got to enter this hall and only members who pulled their weight in the party got to use Alister, usually in the same session they did a raid.

He assumed her doing this was to play with his brain, but the idea of these halls opening up to more people with Alister in it did turn him on. And slowly...very slowly. He walked over and perched himself, his open-holed yet somehow armoured panties allowed his cute rear to gently kiss the top of her mighty shaft. He couldn't help but shiver at the feeling of the pre, the head spreading his hole slightly. "Wait...d-did you say it would be like my first ti-?!" And with that her heavy orc hands gripped his waist and impaled him.

Alister couldn't help but cry out. Moaning loudly as only the pleasure went to his brain, in the real world his ass was being stimulated of course, but it was nothing in comparison to the brutal Orc dick that ravaged his rear through signals to the brain.

Alister's mind was flooded with bliss as his gut felt like someone had shoved a fist up his rear to punch his stomach again and again. He could barely think. Barely make anything more than a hushed whimper of pathetic pleasure... His prostate was being crushed as he struggled to move, her rough calloused hands gripping his hips, lifting and dropping him over and over as he drooled. . . His pleasure sensitivity limit must have been disabled and he was certainly feeling it.