Chapter 5: Man of Chores and S*x

Apparently we were in an ancient underground ruins built beneath the foot of a mountain. Outside was the wilderness – a rain forest full of wild animals and fantastical monsters. I was glad I didn’t escape when I got the chance. I would’ve been torn to shreds by goblins or something.

Amea returned after three days of rest and resumed tending to me. It was a mana surge, as they called it, that caused her to have seizures after we the initiation. As she explained, the mana extracted from a Champion was too much even for Imna, a member with the rank of an Elder, needed a full day of recovery. I couldn’t imagine just how much that must’ve hurt. Amea compared it to being impaled with a pole full of splinters while needles poked her skin.

I spent the first few weeks earning Amea’s trust. Sure she barely talked, preferring to only finish her tasks and leave quietly, but I succeeded in collecting information from her. Enough information to form a mental map of the local wilderness.

And magic seemed pretty common in this world. They used magic to light fire and even resupply drinking water. I was pretty confused about drinking water that came out of them. Was it similar to breast milk except it was produced by the will of gods or something?

“I’d love some breast milk.”

“What?” Amea said while she wiped my feet.

“Nothing.”

When Imna recovered, her immediate goal was to have sex with me. Not even three days later and she was bouncing on my cock trying to break my hipbones into fragments again. She was less louder that time, though. And I was able to get a second skill too, which was [Ironskin(Journeyman)] . Unfortunately traits didn’t stack from having sex with the same person.

I earned a second skill from Suruina: [Eyes of the Hunter(Master)] . When activated, it enhanced my senses and allowed detecting heat signatures. I had no clue about the range of the skill, but it was perfect. It should let me navigate the rain forest safely by avoiding any kind of monsters, unless they were cold-blooded. At times, especially at night, Suruina was invisible to the skill.

For a whole month, the other four women took turns on me.

The racially pure, short-haired, chocolate-skinned elf wasn’t really different from humans. Like Amea, she was a flat-chested petite, but taller and well-fucked. By well-fucked I meant her pussy was a beef curtain. But she was very hygienic and always smelled nice. I loved nibbling on her sharp ears.

Skill [Carnal Domination ] activated.

Traits [ Ceocadin Elf ] Acquired:

Agility [Heightened] ➝ [High]

Skill [Spearthrow(Journeyman)] acquired .

The other three were humans. They all differed in sex skills, and Amea really was the only virgin until the initiation. One preferred anal more than the rest, but vaginal creampie was necessary to give them the power. The other loved being dominated and was the only one with a lewd face despite writhing in pain after sex. The last one was bad – a sit-and-pump type of girl. It was so boring I had to cum quick.

Skill [Carnal Domination ] activated.

Traits [ Vestyoti Human ] Acquired:

Cold Resistance [] ➝ [ Heightened ]

Skill [Archery(Journeyman)] acquired.

Skill [Carnal Domination ] activated.

Traits [ Goston Human ] Acquired:

T RAITS RETAINED

Skill [Pottery(Expert)] acquired.

Skill [Carnal Domination ] activated.

Traits [ Dromoi Human ] Acquired:

T RAITS RETAINED

Skill [Swordmanship(Journeyman)] acquired.

I found out some trait attributes I gained overlapped, so the system simply ignored it. If their trait attributes were lower than my current one, nothing changed. This skill really wanted me to fuck every breedable women of any race in existence. I wasn’t a complaining, though.

I still hadn't had sex with Amea. Apparently, Imna was teaching her how to enhance her “ethereal system.” She talked about how small Amea’s “croius gland” was, and her “manaic network” was much thinner than normal. It was a defect as Imna said, but Amea couldn’t care less about it.

Overall I’d grown used with underground life in the two months that passed. How did I keep track of time? I used the goold ‘ole carving lines on the wall. But it was so goddamn boring being stuck within the same walls. Sometimes they’d test me by removing my shackles – which they sometimes do after sex – and leaving the door wide open. I never took the chance, not even take a step into the hallway.

Then I discovered the reason why they’d risk earning my loyalty.

"The other men died," Amea said as she removed my shackles.

"There are other men?"

"They keep them in stock. Before, Imna only allowed sex every week because they’d be drained quicker. But with you, they could do it much more frequently.”

Yeah I get to fuck every two days. And with that frequency I was able to acquire all their skills. Except for Amea though. They were saving her.

Skill [ Croius Squeeze ( Journeyman ) ] acquired.

Skill [Knifethrowing(Journeyman)] acquired.

Skill [Spearmanship(Apprentice)] acquired.

Skill [ Waterflow ( Journeyman ) ] acquired.

Skill [Spearfishing(Journeyman)] acquired.

Skill [ Camouflage ( Apprentice ) ] acquired.

Skill [ Butchery ( Journeyman ) ] acquired.

Skill [Butter Churning(Journeyman)] acquired.

Skill [Telekinesis( Novice )] acquired.

And just like sex, skills with less mastery level were ignored. I thought they’d have way more skills considering it included normal skills and abilities not just fantastical ones. Now I had more than anyone of them. Hell, I might be the strongest person here now.

My days of being bound was over, but they still kept the door lock. Still, I could finally fuck them with more efficiency especially with my upgraded attributes. But they increased sex frequency to once a day. I thought daily sex was amazing when I used to get laid only once a month or less. Sex somehow grew less exciting regardless of how pretty each of them was. I wanna make it special again!

I was a power outlet. They fucked me to recharge their mana or whatever. Sometimes it was twice or thrice a day because they would break the rules and sneak in. I could decline them, but the boredom made it difficult to say no.

On the third month, after having gained their trust, they finally let me out. And the change of scenery was so goddamn freeing even if I never left the underground. Much better than orgy!

But they turned me into a butler, though.

"You'll be working with Amea to fulfill household duties," Imna said as she toured me around.

This whole place was a video game dungeon. The prison I came from had five other rooms where the other imprisoned men died from too much sex. The rooms had been empty since. Beyond the prison level was a spacious hall where they ate. Many other rooms served as bedrooms, storage, and there was a dedicated comfort room too. Only candles and torches lit the place, so it was pretty dark. I expected magical lamps, though.

Lastly they led me to a chamber with a larger slab topped with layers of hides and a bunch of pillows. She didn't have to say what it was.

“The sex room,” I said.

Imna rolled her eyes. "The ritual room, is what it is. Everyone has been complaining about rule-breaking, so you are obliged to have sex with us twice a day.”

As if that changed anything.

They seemed so confident about me not attempting an escape. Not like they knew I copied their skills. I just need enough knowledge and sneak out some stuff before breaking out. For now I gotta endure being a sex cattle.

I tested the bed. It was by far the most comfortable one I’d slept on since coming to this world. Not like I tried other beds, though. Hell I’d already forgotten what Earth bed felt like. While I laid comfortably, my eyes contacted Amea’s for a second before she averted. Imna caught the exchange and smiled.

"Unfortunately, Amea is not yet ready. But don’t worry, it won’t take long before you can finally bed her here."

Amea had no reactions as usual.

"So do I get my own room?" I asked. I figured this was just the sex room, anyway.

"This is your room."

Of course it was.

The second chapter of my life in this world was more productive. I handled butler stuff and also fucked them. I also proceeded with the amnesia route – which was partly true anyway – so I could easily gather information from them.

Imna asked me if I could write or read, which I was surprisingly able to do. She was disappointed, though. I used their plenty stock of books to learn more about this world. And yes, I could no longer deny this was a fantasy world.

I also learned a lot about “myself.” And by that I meant this body. My features – white hair, golden eyes, a well-shaped handsome face, and dark-skin – belonged to a race called the Suhkadi, or the Sun Children, which considered themselves the superior human race.

The reason why Suruina called me a sandkin was because we both came from the desert. It also explained why Haiasun, the Dromoi woman, was reserved towards me because I was considered a nobleman. Suruina would sometimes tease her to serve me like a king.

I never had a night alone in my bed. Tonight was Imna’s turn, who had grown more comfortable with me. She used to just leave after sex and now she tucked under the same blanket, spooning my little human body. But I didn't let myself develop any forms of attachment with any of them.

"Maybe I should consider what Suruina said," she said, caressing my bulge.

"About starting your own coven thing?"

She nodded. I remembered her mentioning the purpose of this place. Her queen tasked her to recruit and train members so they could be shipped off into a city far to the north-west. They were to become part of a standing army of witches with a future goal of growing into an empire.

Imna had been recruiting and training for twenty years, and Suruina was the second oldest member. She admitted to me a few times that this job was tiring.

"You remain a secret from her majesty. If she knew, she will send her most elite witches to come fetch you."

"What about the other sisters? Won't they snitch?"

"They desire the same. If I start my own coven, they know they will benefit more. They, too, are aware of your value."

She gave me a hot kiss. This whole time I figured what her weakness was – attention from a man. I gave her what she wanted and treated her with specialty. My efforts paid off and this woman trusted me now. But I still needed to test it, so I requested something that would’ve been ridiculous a month ago.

"I've never seen the world outside."

She stared at me in disbelief. "Ridiculous. The slavers shipped you off to here. And being a Suhkadi I’m sure you’ve probably seen more of the world than I did."

"I still don’t remember anything.”

I couldn’t care less at this point. Maybe this body had a background story, maybe not – it didn’t matter. I’d rather think I was conveniently placed here by the Prince of Lust to gain a headstart.

"It doesn't matter now, does it? You're with me, and perhaps one day we will start our own coven. I will be its queen, and you will be my eternal source of power."

I laughed. "Don't I belong to everyone?"

She caressed my cheeks. "Borrowing is different from owning. It is my obligation to fulfill their needs. But you are personally mine."

And after that, her lust took over and we had sex again. Throughout I couldn't help but smile. Not only because the sex was good, but also because I could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

The next day, I went to the storage room to dust off the containers. I made sure no one was around before I procured a small pouch of gold and silver coins tucked in my pants. Then, I poured the contents into a leather bag lodged between the crates. It contained more coins and gems, preserved food like pemmican and hard tack, and a dagger.

"What are you doing?"

I jumped when Amea appeared out of nowhere. I shoved the pouch deep into the gaps and brushed the dust off my hand.

"Cleaning."

"With your bare hands? Where’s your broom?”

"Why do you care?"

"I knew you were up to something," she said, still retaining that bored expression.

I looked around hoping no one was listening. “Just shut up okay? You didn’t see shit.”

"It looks like someone is escape—"

I grabbed Amea's mouth. The dark elven woman appeared to fetch something, then saw us.

“What are you two doing?”

"Nothing. She uh, she wanted to feel my dick between her ass."

She sighed. "Just do it in the ritual room."

Once she was gone I turned Amea around.

"Imna likes me. Even if you snitched I could convince her otherwise."

“Take me with you.”

Wait, what? I was so surprised it took me a whole minute to respond.

"What? Why?"

"I wanna go home, too."

It wasn’t a lie. She said those words with a full resolve, her eyes stared deeply into mine. But I wasn’t sure what to say next.

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