Linhart was about to chase after Xenia, but Octavia held him back. She wrapped her arms around his body from behind, and he lost all will to get away. When her hands closed around his chest, he could no longer move. A feeling of being comforted, of being loved, spread throughout him. Linhart was as weak as a baby, and he melted into her embrace.

  Just before that, he had canceled his PAIN TO PLEASURE skill. He knew he had to get rid of it from the moment Xenia had lost her temper, but now he had no skills at all; a fact which left him feeling hollow inside. On top of that, his entire body was on fire as all of his nerve endings were awakened all at once.

  But the beautiful Stratega Fighter had still stomped away, angry with him. His whole life was falling to pieces around him. His one soce was the new set of arms, feminine and needy, that were right now holding him tight.

  Soon, the sensations in his body settled down, and he could feel what shape his body was in again. It wasn’t all bad actually. There was a certain reassuring ache in his bones, which was welcome after so long of not being able to feel his injuries. His dick had long since healed, but his nipples were two points of suffering, and his body was stiff all over, from the ck of movement over the past week.

  A week!

  “How could Xenia have kept me drugged for a week?” he asked himself, “I’ve missed so much in that time. How am I going to catch up on all my csses? Maybe I’m worrying for nothing, since Xenia did promise to skin me alive.”

  “Don’t worry, lovely boy,” Octavia’s mouth was close to his ear and she whispered to him intimately. “Xenia may use harsh tactics, but she really does care about you and she would never hurt you. That was just an empty threat.”

  Octavia was rubbing her hands all over his chest, obviously enjoying the feeling of his bare skin in her hands. Every time her fingers ran over his raw nipples he shuddered.

  “She wouldn’t hurt you, but she wants to keep you caged like the pretty little bird you are, Linhart. I’ll bet that she’s gone to get some more sleeping medicine. Do you mind if I keep you company until she gets back?”

  He groaned and Octavia seemed to take that as consent. Linhart tried to walk away, but his legs were jelly. He found himself leaning back against her tall slender body now. She was a pilr of strength, and he was comforted by her being there. The feel of her breasts pressed against his back was soft and reassuring.

  He wasn’t sure if he could trust Octavia. The sensation that was running over his body felt like she was casting a spell on him. Could that be true? A charm spell? A spell of weakness? She was very interested in him because of his special sperm, so he would have to use that to his advantage.

  Linhart closed his eyes for a moment and enjoyed the feeling of her skilled hands. Her touch was like a massage, and she rubbed him up and down his body with a calming rhythm. All his muscles had rexed and he had to force himself to keep talking or possibly pass out.

  “Uuughn,” he compined, trying to form his ideas, “I don’t want to go back to sleep, Octavia.”

  Well, Xenia’s going to put you back to sleep when she returns, Linhart.” Her hands were magic. His body was completely at ease in her grasp. “She’s going to drug you again, and you’re going to fall asleep for another week.” Was she trying to scare him? It was working, and he felt wide awake again. He'd had enough!

  She reached down and started to stroke his dick as he leaned against her for support. Her hands moved slowly and tenderly. “How long is it before your semen will glow again, Linhart?” she asked casually.

  “Dooon’t knoow. Uuughn… maybe twooo hours?” he sighed, enjoying the warmth of her body and the feeling of intimacy that was growing between him and this beautiful woman. Oh gods, she was a powerful woman, and her actions were so enticing. He was definitely falling for her!

  “We’re going to have run some tests to narrow it down,” she said thoughtfully, “There’s no reason to wait longer than necessary before having sex, right?”

  She paused and then whispered in his ear, as if sharing a secret, “I know you bonded with Xenia, didn’t you Linhart?”

  “Uhhhuhn, How did you know -”

  “I know... Because she has received so much Utility Score from you,” she interrupted him.

  “But Xenia is -”

  “Yes, she is the Stratega Fighter. And I am the Stratega Utility. So it is only fair that you bond with me as well,” she interrupted once again.

  “Xenia would not -”

  “There, there.” she consoled him, “Don’t worry about how Xenia takes it. She owes me quite a lot, and this is the first time I’ve felt like collecting on that debt. Do you want to stay here with Xenia? Or do you want help getting away, Linhart?” Octavia was kissing the back of his neck now. Her long bck hair fell onto his face. He could smell her clean soapy smell.

  “I want to get out of here.” His body wasn’t moving. He wanted so much to run away from here. Was Octavia stopping him, somehow? “But I can’t move because you’re not letting me, Octavia. Please let me go!”

  “Am I stopping you from leaving?” Octavia asked, rubbing the tip of his penis with particur care, she was wrapped around him so tightly, he could feel her breathing. “Of course, I’ll let you go.” A light moist touch surprised him, as her tongue pyed into the inside of his ear. She explored his body with her body and mouth, until Linhart’s mind was spinning. He couldn’t think straight. He wanted to screw this woman, yes, but he couldn’t even turn around to look at her.

  And what would Xenia say if she came back right now? Would she send Octavia away and he wouldn’t ever see her again?

  “But first, before you walk out that door…” she murmured, “I want you to make me a promise. Two, in fact.”

  “Uurgh… I’m going to cum, Octavia,” Linhart groaned. Octavia seemed surprised and released him from her grasp.

  “You really are sensitive, aren’t you?” She was admiring his body. As soon as the physical contact between them was broken, the strength returned to Linhart’s body. In seconds he was feeling good as new, but he was still horny as hell.

  “Number 1. Promise me, you will let me drink your cum just as much as Xenia has been drinking it.”

  Linhart ughed. That was a promise that he’d love to keep, but it wasn’t his decision to make. “I promise you can have as much as you want, if you can get me out of here.”

  “Xenia told me she’s been drinking it 10 times a day for the st week. I'll need the same. I won't put you to sleep, but I want to drink that much for a week, so I can catch up.”

  Linhart’s mouth dropped open. What was happening while he was asleep? He really had to get out of this cage. “Yes, I promise I will give you everythin you want, but only if you help me get away from here. If Xenia continues to drain me, I can't help you.”

  She smiled prettily. “Very well, it's a promise. You dick for a week in exchange for your freedom.” Octavia casually pced her long willowy arms on his shoulders and started to py with his hair. She looked tired. “You don’t have to worry about her interrupting us right now, by the way. The time in this room is flowing, but we have separated from the flow of the rest of the world.”

  "What?" he didn't like the sound of that.

  “Essentially, the world is on pause for as long as I have the stamina to keep us separated from it.”

  Linhart was aghast. His mind went out and found the emotions and needs of Xenia. There she was nearby. Her anger, resignation, and of course horniness. But she wasn’t moving and her emotions seemed to be frozen.

  “I cast the spell just after she left.” She gestured with a long elegant finger. “If you open that door, it’ll shatter the spell and you’ll be in her nasty clutches again.”

  Nasty? Xenia?

  Linhart was reevaluating the perfect woman who was leaning weakly on him right now. Who was she really? And how seriously powerful was she that she could affect time and space? He was suddenly unsure if he should get any further entangled with her, sexually or professionally. She might trap him in time instead of putting him to sleep.

  “Don’t look so worried!” she smiled that innocent little girl smile of hers again, “I didn’t do anything illegal. Sure, the wizards were banished because they dared to damage the timeline and alter the past. But all I’ve done is stop it from moving for a few minutes.”

  “So, you stopped time, just to spend some time with me?” Linhart asked doubtfully.

  “That’s right. Can I tell you a little story?"

  Linhart nodded dumbly.

  "Xenia and I were cssmates, years ago at the Academy. She was always trapping boys, and she guarded them jealously. Maybe she was worried about me stealing them from her, but you…” She sighed and then leaned against him, wrapping her long smooth arms around him. “You are the one boy that I've ever wanted to steal away.”

  She was still shamelessly topless and he was treated to the feeling of her huge breasts pressing against his sore chest. “If she knew I was saying this to you, I’m sure I would never see you again… I am getting tired now. I don’t know how much longer I can maintain this special space with just you and I… Stopping time using a lot of my stamina.”

  Her words...

  Her gentle touch paired with her extreme magic skills...

  And the fact that she desperately wanted to stay with him...

  These all combined into a powerful emotion that Linhart wanted to call love. He was in love with this elegant raven-haired woman, and he would promise her anything she wanted. He scooped her up and hugged her close to him, enjoying the feel of his hands touching her soft round bottom for the first time.

  “If you can keep it up for a couple more hours, I can treat you to another dose of that special drink…” Linhart teased lightly. “You said there were two things you wanted from me. What was the other one?”

  By now, he was pnting kisses on her neck, then cheeks, then mouth. Her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was falling asleep.

  “The other thing you’ve got to promise me is this…” she said dreamily, grabbing for his arm. The one with his ID bracer on it. “First, I’ve got to show you the special menu… even Xenia doesn’t know about it… that’s how much I want to bond with you…”

  “How could Xenia not even be aware of it?” he asked confused.

  Octavia looked at him with her tiny smile of amusement. It was the kind of look a guy in his old world would give a girl who was very cute and was an obvious idiot as well. “Because I’m the one who designed the ID bracers that she uses, silly boy.”

  Linhart looked at her doubtfully. Octavia was may things, but a designer of magic items?

  “I can see you don't believe me,” she spoke with a touch of hurt in her voice. She had opened her eyes and gave him a look of severe stoicism. “Here, give me your hand. I have a proposal for you, but first, you have to understand the nature of your ‘bond’ better.”

  She swayed a little, as if she were about to faint, but Linhart caught her and eased her down onto the same medical bed that he’d occupied up until recently. Her magnificent breasts swayed towards him with her movement, and Linhart found himself pressing his hand to her, nonchantly letting it fall against her boobs. She chuckled at the deliberate contact and pulled his hand even closer, pushing it into her fascinating cleavage. The warmth and softness on his palm was as effective as any charm spell, and he moved his hand deeper between her breasts. Her dexterous hands were pying over his bracer’s interface as his hand caressed the side of her boob. She hit a spot close to his inner wrist and pulled up what looked like a system menu.

  “From here, selections must be made by you, the user. I cannot operate your bracer, to ensure your safety and free will.” She id back and closed her eyes for a moment. He was worried that she had fallen asleep, but Octavia spoke again, “For now, please select the second option from the menu.”

  Linhart saw the following list was avaible from this menu:

  > Broadcast Type

  > Access Target

  > Emotional Filter

  > Retionship Lock

  > ███████ CHANNEL (LOCKED)

  It was impossible for him to make sense of the listed items for the moment, but it did confirm one thing. Octavia had inside knowledge on how to use the modified ID bracer. She had begun slowly stroking him, taking her time, but Linhart reacted with a sense of urgency. What if Octavia passes out soon? Xenia could return at any moment! He hoped to learn as much as he could before then.

  Linhart selected Access Target and a list of names repced the menu. It was not a long list; he counted only thirteen in total, which looped as he scrolled through them.

  Linhart saw his own name was on the list, as well as Octavia and Xenia’s. He recognized Quan and Taylor as well, but the 8 other names were unfamiliar. They were all boys.

  Octavia’s eyes flickered open for a moment and looked at his screen, “This is a list of all students and faculty that have been fitted with my special ID bracers. There are also former students on the list. Many of them have since moved on to serve in the Eryndor Military.”

  She spoke like a Magister instructing a pupil. The tone of her voice was such a turn on. The feel of her fingers running amorously up and down his dick, and her huge breasts under his fingertips, which he could touch and rub in any way he wants. He was getting so close.

  “So, are these all the boys that Xenia has bonded with in the past?”

  Octavia nodded and added, “Yes, that’s right. She’s had quite a few boys on her bracer.” Her tone and face were all seriousness, and her pace had sped up, rubbing him now with urgency. “But the second promise I want from you is that you'll bond with me instead.”

  “Uhhhuhhn… What do you mean? Is the bond transferable?” He was getting very close to finishing right in her hands. Octavia seemed to sense that and she paused her motion, squeezing his rock-hard dick in her palm.

  “Yes, you could say that. All you have to do is select my name from the list.” she paused again, “Go on select it.”

  Linhart chose her name and selected it. A message appeared reading:

  Do you wish to access Stratega Octavia as your bond? (Yes / No)

  Her fingers were once again working up and down. Her elegant lips puckered for a kiss, which he couldn’t deny her. He leaned over her ripe, glorious body. His lips touched hers and a shared passion erupted as their tongues met. His hand sought out her pussy. Pulling her pure white panties aside, he found it was overflowing with her love juices. His fingers danced over top rubbing at her clit slowly, but picking up speed quickly. She was wailing high notes again, but this time he could make out the urgent message.

  “Oh please, pleaaassse Linhaaart!” she was on the verge of cumming, but she was holding herself back. “”Bond with me, Linhart! Bond with me before I cum. I want to feeeel you, haaahhn… inside of me, pleeeeease!”

  Linhart had lost control. He mounted the medical bed, positioning himself between her creamy white legs. She was shaking in excitement, her eyes followed him wildly. He angled her legs upwards, pulling her panties over each long, thin leg and then tossed them to the side. His pulsing dick, which had been aching to cum for a long while, was pressed against her swollen, hairy pussy. He and Octavia were nearly joined now. He didn’t think twice.

  His finger stabbed at his bracer, hit the confirmation button on his ID bracer. His brain shook and threatened to shut down, as he was flooded with Octavia’s feelings for him. There was love, excitement, and the desire for him to plunge his big dick into her and make her scream. He fought back the darkness that threatened his mind, needing so badly to squirt his seed inside of this perfect woman.

  He drove his penis into her pussy, which was so hot and wet for him. Her hips were modest and feminine, but her legs spread wide open, beckoning him to go harder and deeper. The feeling of euphoria overwhelmed him and he began cumming violently into her tight pussy on his first mighty push, as he propelled himself deeper into her womb. Octavia’s legs were shaking in the air like an octopus, and she was wailing again, this time in celebration.

  “Oh yesssss… hhhaaahhn… yyyeeesssss! You’re inside of me noooow! You’re mine little Linhart, aaaall mine!” Her happiness peaked and the two of them colpsed, shaking and sharing their first moments bonded with each other. Their first mutual orgasm.

  The shell of stopped time shattered as Octavia bcked out, and Linhart was only faintly aware when a door smmed open nearby and Xenia’s voice echoed across the empty room, “Well, what the hells happened here?”