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The Gamer Chapter 1087 – Final Grind of the Year 16 – Finishing Unfound
🕑 Added 2021-10-11 18:40:29 +0000 UTCJohn had two more days. Theoretically, that was enough to push hard and get another boss kill on the Raid. There was, however, a giant issue: he could not take Aclysia, Beatrice or Momo along for the ride. As Beatrice had rightfully pointed out when he had left the Loot disabled, they were all still stuck 75 levels behind him (sex had pushed him the rest of the way for the last one). In return, he was only 50 levels behind Rave now, so he could have taken her along instead. In terms of Raid strategies, gaining one powerful DPS in return for a tank and a supporter was just not worth it. Gaia supposedly adjusted the difficulty of the enemies according to the number of people inside, but John couldn’t believe she would make it strategically possible to only run with damage dealers.
Utility was the backbone of overcoming every challenging piece of content.
So, he decided that Raids were off the menu. Instead, he went to grind out some Classes. He had 15 Max Class Levels open. One would undoubtedly go to Unfound, to finish it off. His next target after that was Starforger. With the amount of Class Levels he had available, this was the prime time to invest in that star-god-given Class.
As much as John liked multitasking, the final Class Challenge of Unfound gave him no choice but to concentrate entirely on it. What he had to do, he could fully engross himself with.
“Ah!” the sweet cry echoed through the room.
Sometimes Gaia threw him a gift he could only marvel at. Fantastic highlights in his day where productivity and lavish lifestyle met in an explosion of guiltless indulgence. Such a time was now.
His hand hit the behind of the woman in front of him. The jiggle could be felt through his supernatural senses. Soft meat rippling, the force spreading out and partially transferring into her thighs before fading away. “Are you enjoying yourself, Lee?” he asked, running his fingers over her drenched cunt. “Is this what you wanted?”
The Gamer wished he could see her face at this moment, but the rules of the Challenge were clear. He was to interact with his harem in its present entirety for eight hours, blind the whole time, and immediately guess who he was interacting with whatever happened. The difficulty in that came from two factors: his window to guess was small, essentially reliant on whatever small first touch there was, and that he had to seek out someone new every five minutes at the latest. In other words, simply sitting around was not an option.
Despite those factors and the time involved, this was among the easiest Challenges, especially final ones, he could have possibly asked for. He knew the girls of his harem inside out. Every day he slept with them, ate with them, satisfied them, spent hours talking to them, and none of them could have ever complained he wasn’t giving them the attention they deserved.
“Oh Gaia… why does it hurt so good?” Lee gasped, softly swinging her round butt, with his fingers curving into her. His unoccupied left, he used to give her ass another slap. As flushed, hot and sensitive as her butt was by now, she must have felt the impact more intensely than before. Despite this, she only moaned. “Ahhhh—nnnnn… yesssssss.” A series of noises and basic words escaped Lee. “I feel… so liiiiight and… warm…”
“That’s the endorphins flowing,” John told her, fingering her at a moderate pace. Occasionally, he smacked either of her butt cheeks again. Carefully, he moderated the pain she felt. “That’s the ‘subspace’. You got there pretty easily.”
“Hmmmmmm?” she hummed, dreamily. John had never been in subspace himself, but he knew better than to try and have a conversation with a woman deep in it. Now she was a mess in a natural high, for him to do with as he pleased. That brought with it all the pleasures and all the responsibilities of being a dom.
John carefully amped up the pleasure. This was the first time since she had officially joined his harem that he gave Lee any BDSM treatment. Only now that sex with him no longer caused her to outright collapse, did he dare to gradually expand into further debaucheries. Lee had a clear thirst for kinky sex and he was all too happy to show her all he had learned himself so far. One step of depravity at a time, they would scout out where her boundaries lay. Maybe she would be as willing to play along with everything as Eliana and Scarlett were. Maybe she was uncomfortable with some variances of play that she currently thought were sexy in theory. Undoubtedly, she would enjoy certain kinds of BDSM more than others.
In any case, spanking was a nice start. He had given her the occasional love tap before, but never the proper roughing up while she was bent over the backrest of the couch. That he got her into subspace in less than five minutes was surprising though, especially since that hadn’t been his goal. Even with Scarlett and Eliana, he had to be measured in his actions to get them there. Lee’s susceptibility to substances apparently extended to what her own body produced.
Fingers now moving at a rapid pace, John coerced animalistic moans from the young Fateweaver. Her entire body quivered, her legs jittered intensely, and soon she started to squirt all over the floorboards. He kept going, felt her posture change as her spine slowly arched and caught her when she slipped.
Lee was too deep in her ecstasy to even notice she had almost fallen. Not trusting her legs anymore, the Gamer helped her sit down on the floor. He could sense the muscles in her face pulling her lips into a stupid, fulfilled smile. Her gaze got immediately stuck on his cock when he straightened back up. “Suck me off,” he commanded her.
The words somewhat cut through the haze. This being her first experience, she wasn’t trained enough to react to them properly. “Yesh,” she slurred and opened her mouth wide. It wasn’t the service he had demanded, but he would take the invitation. Grabbing her head, he pushed into her mouth.
A proper facefuck was another thing Lee had not yet experienced. High on endorphins and adrenaline as she was right now, this was as good a first time as any. Mercilessly, John slid in and out of her throat. At least she had lost her gag reflex, much of it before they had met. Steadily, her pussy kept overflowing. In her backdoor, a butt plug buzzed.
One final thrust and John unloaded inside her. Spurt for spurt, his seed shot down her throat. With each, he pulled back a little bit, letting Lee taste a fair bit of his load with her tongue. When he finally pulled out of her, Lee was panting like she had just ran a marathon.
A second person hugged John from behind. “Master,” she purred. “Perhaps-“
“A moment, Aclysia,” he interrupted her. The arms wrapped around his necks tensed somewhat, but she did stay quiet. “Lee?” John asked. When he received no answer, aside from giggles, he waited for about thirty seconds. Aclysia’s breasts pressed against his back. Her breathing sounded agitated. That would be dealt with after he was sure the newly tested haremette was fine. “Lee?”
“Yeah… sorry… I was kinda out of it there for a bit,” she finally answered and swallowed hard. “Oh fuck, that was incredible! All of the discomfort was just gone and all that was in the world was your ‘seven out of ten’ cock hammering down my throat.”
“Well, glad that your sass came back first,” John drily responded. “This ‘seven out of ten’ cock…” he casually placed the length of it across her face, “…is the reason you aren’t experiencing the sub drop right now. A Perk I have prevents unpleasant side effects from euphoria, as long as I cum inside you.”
“On its own, it’s a ‘ten out of ten’ cock, but it’s attached to a solid five of a guy,” Lee shot back.
Aclysia let out a deeply displeased sound. “How dare you disrespect my John that way?”
“It’s how we show appreciation,” Momo shouted across the room.
“Improper behaviour!” Aclysia spoke in a truly detesting fashion, then turned sweet and caring. Her hands wandered over John’s body, sliding over every rise and fall of his skin and muscles. “This perfect man only deserves veneration. My Master, the only man who deserves my entire attention.”
“Maybe he deserves a bit more,” Lee conceded.
“Do I now?” John hummed happily. “How about you get up and let me see what else you enjoy, Lee?”
“Sure!” she answered, a bit too quickly and loudly to mask her enthusiasm behind the usual dry humour. Giving his dick a parting lick, Lee pulled herself up by the back of the couch. With some struggle, she got herself standing again. A single smack on the bottom and her knees folded. Just barely, she kept herself from collapsing fully. “Oh… fuck… Oooohh fuuuuuck,” she gasped, trying to get back up.
John was ready to continue this, but he also knew what had to happen every second now. When Aclysia let go of him, it didn’t come as a surprise. “Stop, Master,” the weaponized maid had her tone in order for only those two words. “She needs a break.” There was no worry in those words, only greed. Greed that only intensified after she bowed over the couch herself, offering her fat ass to her Master. “It’s my turn!”
“Are you telling me what to do, Aclysia?” the Gamer asked her, as he positioned himself behind her. When the first of his servants got like this, there were only two ways to handle her. Reject her firmly and wait for her rage to simmer down or to give her exactly what she needed. Lee knew that well enough by now. After just one more spank, she was willing to take that break.
“No, I would never… it is just…” the white-haired woman was flustered for several seconds, wiggling her ass enticingly. “Master, I’m your servant, I dema- deserve certain attention.”
Raising his hand, he smacked her right cheek with full force. The cry echoed in the large room. “You are telling me what to do,” he scolded her. “What a bad servant you are, trying to cover your demands for my attention.”
“N-no!” she stammered. “I don’t demand, Master! I-“
“Quiet!” John shouted back and slapped the other side. Her bouncy bubble butt rippled intensely from the strike of his flat palm. He grabbed her by one of her horns and pulled her head against his chest. Even if he was currently blind, he knew the depraved look she was giving him. He ordered her, “Be honest with me, Aclysia. I will give you exactly what you need.” Then he let go of her and she obediently went face down, ass up again.
“I love you,” she confessed immediately, starting an obsessive repetition that even outdid the one Eliana had let him hear this morning. “Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou, Iiiii loooo-“ She was forced to stop for a moment, as an orgasm rolled through her. He had commanded her to be honest and so the words caused her immense pleasure. Before she picked up again, John started a steady spanking of her ass, each cheek in turn. The slaps accompanied her crazy rambling. “Love you! You`re mine! My Ma- ah…aaaaahhssster! My John, my one and only, my perfect man. Mi-nnnnnnnne. YES! Iloveyou, love so much! I’m a good servant. I’ll be the… bessssst… your best servant. Forever. My John… Praise me… love me!”
John suddenly embraced Aclysia. Bowed over her bottom-heavy body, he only removed one arm from the hug long enough to angle his cock correctly. “I love you, incredibly so, Aclysia. There is no one like you,” he whispered into her ear.
Then he slammed into her. All she had while he ravaged her pussy were screams of utter satisfaction. Multiple, intense climaxes dominated her quivering body. At the height of agitation, the weaponized maid was especially sensitive and John fucked her as hard as he could.
“I love you,” he kept whispering to her, because he knew she needed to hear it. Over and over again, he slammed deep into her, before finally plunging in one last time and unloading.
Due to the demands of the Class Challenge, Beatrice soon joined them. Aclysia stuck to him though, slowly unloading her crazy over the course of an hour. At the end of several circles of cuddling, getting reprimanded, and sexual exchanges, the weaponized maid had returned to her usual demeanour.
“I’m incredibly sorry if I inconvenienced anybody,” she apologized with a deep bow, covered in and leaking cum. “I required additional attention.”
“Works for me if ya keep your crazy to outbursts like this,” Rave responded. “Not gonna lie – it’s kinda hot.”
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With no trials or tribulations, only the one outbreak of Aclysia’s psychotic level of clinginess, John finished the final Unfound Challenge.
“Those are… pretty bad, for a final choice,” John spoke his honest thoughts. “Awful, even. I don’t have a problem with illusions or sensing at range.”
“What did you expect?” Siena asked him with mild mockery. “The Class exists to solve an issue you solved otherwise. Its final Perk is meant to release you from the majority of drawbacks of blindness.”
“Are you saying that because you actually believe it or just to disagree with me?”
“Hmmmm, who knows?” the midnight elemental hummed. With his contacts back in place, he realized that she was too gorgeous for him to be mad at.
Back to the choice, John considered. Echo Location was obviously out. Not because it necessarily was the worst of the three, but because John was afraid certain people, Eliana first among them, had such acute senses that they could hear it as well. Between Certainty and Awake, he only had the choice between two rather minor benefits. Certainty tripled the range of his passive Observe, which was alright, but not exactly necessary. Awake made Observe more potent in the rare situation he needed the extra oomph.
Ultimately, he went with Awake. The situation it was useful in was rarer, but if he ever wanted to crack the Horned Rat’s information shield, he would need it. ‘Something to strive towards,’ John told himself, as the other windows rolled in.
Unlike the final Perk, John liked all of these choices. Aura Reader and World Reader both sounded like they had useful utility. Neither of them beat Tech Reader though. The Gamer was rarely up close enough to enemies to make investing further in such aura senses truly useful. He did spend a lot of time around technology though.
“For the love of everything, please take Tech Reader,” Scarlett encouraged him.
“Not afraid I will take your job?” wondered the Gamer.
Mockingly, she pushed air out of her nose. “Your powers pull you in all sorts of directions. Seems to me you would have to deliberately try to outcompete me in my areas of expertise to outdo me. Let’s just look at your Elementalism. You are, doubtlessly, one of the strongest summoners on the planet. You absolutely suck at elemental magic. You have none. That’s with nine levels into Elementalist.” Scarlett rolled her neck and yawned. “To be afraid of you outcompeting me in my one field is retarded. Your bullshit comes from being above average in everything you go after, not from being master of it all.”
“Fair.” John nodded and picked Tech Reader.
That was not half bad. Since John never had his natural eyesight available, this was a flat 10% Agility buff. It was worth considering slotting that in before fights. On the average day, he would still prefer the Lover Boy Modification, as it generated GP for him.
At first sight, this seemed pretty potent. At second, he wasn’t sure if he would ever get to use it. 75% of his MP regeneration was a lot to ask for and he couldn’t quite imagine a situation where it was better for him to put that mana to buffing his allies with better reflexes than it was to just throw all of that mana behind Salamander and nuke the enemy position with a meteor swarm.
‘Well, better to have it than not,’ he told himself.
It was time to spend the last one and a half days productively.
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