Divinity Rescue Corps
56- Bondage

The innocence and purity that pervaded her so completely were adorable and I would be thrilled to have that in my life. Although I had secretly hoped for a dog or a fox Nakamamon to stroke or pet, having a gorgeous female that only wanted to have me railing her day in and day out was actually a trade up, not a tradeoff.

She got down and faced me, beaming, holding both my hands in hers. “Here! Let’s do it here!”

“Now?”

She nodded vigorously, so cute I smiled, then closed her eyes.

“Reach for the mana within you,” she said, so I did. My mana had refilled with ease in the day or so after curing the eggs, so my resources were topped up. Once I had that sixth sense clenched in the magical fist that was my control over my internal magic, that beatific smile grew even more. “Now wind it into my mana,” she said.

Mana wasn’t easy to see or hear or feel. I was only getting the hang of it. That said, something blue and shimmering and barely perceptible was expanding out away from Vellenia just as my own green white mana was doing for me.

When they connected, my breath left me in a rush. I felt both a great pressure in my core, an electric zap of pleasure that got me hard instantly, and a rush of sensation up into my head I had never felt before, like my brain was being cupped by two large hands.

“Ohhhh,” I said, shivering.

“Wind our mana together,” she muttered.

I didn’t know how to do this, exactly, but it didn’t matter much. She took the lead, drawing the thread back toward herself and around mine. I tried to urge my own mana to replicate this, and found sweat popping out over my forehead. It worked, but it was slow, and it was difficult. I got at least one Affinity check happening in the UI, but I had no Tokens, so I couldn’t do anything but test my magical skill.

The overwhelming sensation of arousal grew. The feeling like someone was gently massaging my brain inside my skull intensified. The electric tingling up my extremities only grew. I tried to focus on my breathing and the spot in the middle of my forehead that controlled the flow. Vellenia’ s breath caught, and she twined her fingers with mine, even as her mana thread wrapped slowly around my own.

Finally, the UI made the announcement.

Congratulations! You have bonded with a Marshin.

You have gained the following:

*Water resistance

*Water breathing

*Glamor resistance

*Dazzle

I wanted to access these things and figure out what they meant, but Vellenia was kissing me. Her lithe, light body was pressed against mine. I had my hands running up and down her back soon enough, feeling her tongue dart into my mouth.

“Hmm.” She was humming into my mouth, and both of her small hands were already encircling my hard shaft.

“Fletcher,” she moaned. “I want to mate with you every day. This feeling you give me…”

Here the UI gave me the opportunity to spend a single Token to enhance our pleasure, but I was nearly out. It did not, however, give me the option to spend 2 Tokens to induct her into the fold, using Entwined Ecstasy. It would’ve given me a power from her, and her one of mine. The bond must’ve prevented this.

She rubbed her nipples up and down my torso, but I already had my hand between her legs. The Marshin anatomy was usually a smooth expanse of nothing, but once she got aroused, genitals appeared. Meaning her slit was blossoming like a flower, petals slowly opening at my touch and breath rushing over the side of her neck.

“Yesss,” she urged me on.

I bent low and scooped her up by the backs of her thighs. I didn’t truly understand what Nakamamon were at their core, but I did know she weighed practically nothing. I hoisted her up and brought our faces level without any effort. She kissed me even more deeply, moaning and humming while her tongue licked at my lips and did battle with my tongue.

Out under the brisk air, we gradually warmed her up by rubbing her over the top of my shaft.

“I love this, Fletcher. Your human mating apparatus, it is clearly superior to all of my kind, and the others of your kind. Though I have only seen a handful, yours is by far the best.”

“You can call it my cock,” I told her in a husky tone.

“Your cock,” she breathed, like I’d just given her a secret word only available to the two of us. A shiver went through her body. “Please, Fletcher, I need your cock again. I feel empty without your cock.”

Okay with such an adorable creature saying that, it sounded far dirtier and alluring. She snaked a hand down between us and lined the head up. Now when I lowered her an inch, we were both forced to groan. Vellenia’ s body accepted me, inch by inch.

“How is it… so big…” she asked.

I didn’t answer, and instead started moving her up and down the length of me. It wasn’t even fully inside her yet, and I had to be careful not to hurt her. I stroke down, slowly inching deeper and deeper until she winced just slightly each time. And each time I pressed deeper into her tight confines. The whole time she shuddered and trembled with the pleasure, clinging to me tightly.

At around the seventy-five percent mark, she threw her head back and cried out in orgasm, before nearly shaking herself off me. I had to put her down on the cool grass to continue plunging down into her depths. Meanwhile, I bent and latched onto one of her nipples, licking it in circles. I know this drove her wild, because her hands gripped me frantically, and the tension of a coiled up orgasm waiting to strike again wound down and down toward another.

Finally, she came again, her whole body arching back and sliding against mine yet again.

Down below us was a thickly muscled tail containing a few swim fins. It didn’t waggle like a cat’s tail would, but simply swished back and forth. Now, when I got up on my knees and turned her on her side, Vellenia’s tail was within reach. Why not?

The moment I stroked it her mouth went wide and her eyes shot open. Clamping down on me with her pussy, she went through several convulsions I thought might not even be orgasmic. She bucked time and again, seeing and saying nothing.

“Are you all right?” I asked.

“Oh… oh Fletcher. Oh… wow. I cannot describe… wow.”

“So that… was good?”

She nodded with eyes closed. “It was astonishing.” Then she got on her elbows and looked up at me. “You have no tail. Can I provide you with such a sensation?”

I had never played around with trying to get to know my prostate, and had no real interest in it. Regina did, however, learn a trick.

I took her hand gently in mine and pressed her fingertips against my sack. “If you rake very softly here, or squeeze with just a hint of pressure, you can—“

She did it perfectly, staring up at me with absolute innocence in her expression.

“Mate with me, Fletcher,” she said with a sultry look on her adorable face. “Give me your seed.”

Consequences and the future were the furthest things on my mind at this moment. I pounded down into my new Nakamamon with renewed vigor, pushing her body forward and back by several inches, causing her to jiggle and groan. At the same time she played my body like a concert pianist. She somehow just knew how to stroke, and where, and when.

In minutes my orgasm had risen up, and now it cracked the dam. If I didn’t pull out this moment, I’d fill her just as full as I’d done with Tara all those times.

“Give it to me,” she whispered.

“I—”

“Inside me,” she begged.

 I gave in and seeded her, loving the way her eyes rolled back in her head. Sensation overflowed, poured out of me in earth-shattering bursts. “I can feel it,” she told me. “It’s so warm.”

For a time, we lay in the grass, a tangle of limbs, sharing warmth. Eventually she ended up lying fully on top of me, her butt and tail pressed against my softening cock, her back on my chest. Her head rested comfortably in the hollow of my neck. She placed my hands over her boobs and cooed softly without speaking.

She gave me the opportunity to inspect the UI’s announcement regarding our mating.

Congratulations! You have bonded with a Marshin.

You have gained the following:

*Water resistance

*Water breathing

*Glamor resistance

*Dazzle

The descriptions were simpler than other special abilities.

Water resistance: You are immune to water aspect damage from your bonded Nakamamon. All water aspect damage has a 50% chance to be reduced to zero. Any water aspect damage taken is reduced by 50%. This functions identically for status effects derived from water aspect damage.

Water breathing: You may breathe water as though it were air.

Glamor resistance: You are immune to fairy aspect damage from your bonded Nakamamon. All fairy aspect damage has a 50% chance to be reduced to zero. Any fairy aspect damage taken is reduced by 50%. This functions identically for status effects derived from fairy aspect damage.

Dazzle: By concentrating, you may spend 1 Affinity Token to hypnotize a target with 7 automatic successes. This is a contested Likability + Persuasion roll, and the target knows they have been hypnotized. While under the effect of hypnosis, the target will be much more truthful and compliant, though they may not be ordered to harm themselves or others.

I pondered these new abilities while holding Vellenia.

The resistances were in line with what I’d come to understand regarding Nakamamon bonding. That guy in HQ had immunity from his own bonded Nakamamon’s lightning attacks, which was how I’d learned about it. This meant Isabelle and Trent both had stone or earth resistance, and Larelle had fire resistance that caused her to hand me a living ball of lava. Regina had… I would have to ask if there was a beast resistance, or if she had a plant aspect resistance. Cinzy had Glamor resistance like mine, and Tara must have the same but for air damage.

Now that I saw these, I’d be willing to wager Tara had a way to keep herself from instant death falling damage. Emergency wings, flying squirrel skin flaps made of pure magic, or just sparkly stuff that cause her to fall slower. Something of that nature. In that way, Tara’s might be the best of all. She could jump off a cliff and float down without having to worry at all.  Heck, she might even be able to fly with mana or something.

By far the ability with the most potential for abuse was Dazzle. It screamed corrupt abuse of power at me, and I vowed never to use it unless I was directly under attack. This sounded almost identical to what Fairy Poppins had tried to use on me, to get a truth serum effect so I would answer Cinzy’s questions more truthfully.

No thanks.

The water breathing, though… I would definitely find a way to use it, if I could bring myself to do so. All I’d need to do was attempt to drown myself, no biggie.

Though it was cool, the sun shone down from high above, in a sky so blue and limitless, you’d only be able to see anything close in Montana, or maybe the Mongolian steppe. Sparklers that looked like shooting stars twinkled down, glittering with colors. We lay like that for some time, her wiggling against my cock with glacial slowness, and running her fingers over my hips while I massaged her fantastic breasts.

I would’ve gotten hard again if she hadn’t suddenly sat up.

“Oh!” She said. “I meant to show you this. That was the main reason for coming out here.”

She once again took my hand and led me around the clump of strange bushes.

“You need this,” she said.

I frowned, knowing what I was looking at but not entirely sure what they meant. “I guess I do.”

There, in the midst of a patch of dead grass, lay a pair of shining pants.

***

My mother was enrapt. “What was with the pants?”

Sarah’s eyes were narrowed. She wasn’t okay with the truncated version of events concerning Vellenia, whereby we’d just bonded with mana, hugged it out, then gone to see the glowing bell bottoms. She seemed to have a sense that I’d just amputated part of my story, and she could see the ragged stump of events.

“First I have to tell you about the game stats and the abilities,” I told them. “Then I’ll get right back to the pants situation.”

“Yes, the water breathing sounds fun,” my father said. “Terrifying but fun.”

“Why terrifying?” Sarah asked, sharper than she’d probably meant.

I held up a hand. “When lava will kill you all your life and then suddenly you’re told you can swan dive into lava and it won’t kill you, you don’t just immediately do a cannonball into a volcano.”

Sarah had to concede that this did make sense.

“Tell us about the abilities,” my mother said, “just a bit, then you have to go back to the pants.”

I have stats in the other world. I told my family, and they didn’t get it. “Like a video game. I don’t know how the system came into being, but when I got there, I got to put points into my stats. There are Physicality, Durability, Likability, Ingenuity, and one for magic called Affinity.”

Hard eye roll from Sarah.

“It started out not too complicated. Every time I need to do something difficult, or someone tries to influence me socially, there’s a check involving my stat level, and the appropriate skill if I have it. It seems like, for every three levels of attribute and skill, I usually score a success.”

But stats also had Tokens associated with them, a finite resource that only replenished every five levels in your class. Unfortunately, it was always really tempting to spend Tokens for automatic successes, or to lower the difficulty of checks.

“You make this so difficult to believe,” Sarah said.

I held up my hand and manifested a Physicality Token. I used these the least, so the enormous gold coin that manifested between my thumb and forefinger wasn’t a huge loss.

Sarah’s mouth dropped open and her eyes bulged. Both my parents were agog as well, eyes fixed on the glittering golden coin some half inch thick and three inches across. One side had a raised embossing of a buff human torso with arms up, flexing bulging biceps. Unreadable otherworldly runes also ringed the token.

“Is that sleight of hand, close up magic? Are you a magician?”

I fought the urge to roll my eyes, and instead beamed out a big smile. “Physicality Token. This is pure magic, and it gives me the opportunity to do feats of strength I couldn’t otherwise. It’ll dissolve into sparkles and smoke in the next twenty-four hours.” I tossed it to Sara.