Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-460372-20200621050714/@comment-36359477-20200622183521

I stared down into the empty chest "All this way for nothing, should have known those rumours were bollocks." I sigh in disappointment after having trudge my way through a fetid swamp to get here.

There was no treasure, no statues of wisdom containing arcane knowledge, nothing.

As I'm about to turn to the exit to leave the main chamber I suddenly sense a large amount of demonic energy as sultry voice laughing out behind me.

"My dear adventurer, it hasn't been all for nothing." the voice coos.

My hand reaches for my sword as I turn to whomever was speaking when I saw her, An hour glass figure with wide childbearing hip and amply chest, barely contained by her dark purple dress robe, a large pointed hat on her head and hooked staff in her hand all the while looking down at me with a seductive smile.

"And you are?" I ask warily, slowly edging towards the exit of the central part of the ruins.

"Me? Just a Hermit dear. Lived in these swamps for a while now, but it so lonely out here." she says as she levitates herself down from the ledge she was on, landing between me and the exit. With a wave of her hand a magic barriers form on any and all routes of escape, such as the doorway that she stood in front of to the gaping hole in the collapsed ceiling of the chamber.

Knowing I'd likely lose a fight with such a powerful spellcaster a take out a small glass orb from my pack, the glow of a pre-cast teleportation spell within, as much as I despised teleportation I always kept a few of these orbs on me for situation like these when I had no other escape.

I throw it to the ground where it shatters releasing a cloud of smoke, was expecting to find myself back at the safety of my home but as the smoke cleared, I was still in the ruined chamber with the Dark Mage.

"Nice try, but you won't be going anywhere." the Dark Mage said with a smug grin while pointing to the now glowing anti-teleportation runes that were etched into the chamber walls.

With no other choice I draw my sword, its blade shone with destructive arcane energy and after casting a speed enhancement spell I rush towards one of the runes, easily dodging the various spells thrown at me by the Dark Mage.

With a quick slash of my sword the first rune flickers for few seconds before fading, a ball of spiked iron, wreathed in green flame materializes in my free hand which I quickly lob at a second rune, it disappears in an explosion of green fire, metal shrapnel and pulverized stone.

I keep destroying and disabling the anti-teleportation runes as the Dark Mage continues to throw spells at me all the while pleading for me to stop or give up.

Finally, the last rune fades after a slash for my sword. Exhausted and low on mana I take out a second teleportation orb, wearily I'm about to throw it to the ground at my feet when tentacles of Dark Matter quickly wrap around my limbs and body.

Weaken by exhaustion I haven't got the strength to break free as the tentacles bring me before their mistress, she plucks the small orb out of my hand, inspecting with a mix of curiosity and fascination before slipping it between her breasts.

"A good effort my sweet but I'm afraid both victory and you are mine..." she says placing her hand on my cheek "...you must tired after that, why don't take little nap?" with that her hand glows faintly before I fell unconscious.

I awoke sometime later in what I assume to be the Dark Mage's dwelling, I had been stripped naked of my armour, my limbs bound, spread-eagle to the floor.

"Ah good you awake. Finally, we can now forge our bond together." the Dark Mage says with that same seductive smile as before, walking over to me from a bubbling cauldron hold a flask of strange liquid, she was wearing nothing but stockings and her large pointed hat.

With a wave of her hand a strange purple light glows under me and I realize I'm laying on a circle of binding as she poured the contents of the flask over my crotch which caused to quickly grow to full mast.

With that she straddled me, binding me to her as her familiar and claiming me as her husband.