"You still have feelings f-oh-for her, my bonded." Khaleesi states as she moans her pretty little wings fluttering rapidly as she generates lift to slide herself up my cock.
"Nothing worth dredging…up…just casual fucking the past few years…I'm not proud of it either." I groan as Khaleesi's walls tighten around me.
"Plus I have a superior…race, princess now." I groan as I lean back and let Khaleesi fo all the work her tiny hands pressing against my abdomen.
Khaleesi releases a pleased giggle, before leaning forward and pressing her forehead near my navel.
"Yes yes yes, bow to your superior lover, MY BONDED!!!" Khaleesi practically screams as she explodes into color…and I feel my own release painfully explode out of my shaft.
"So…another round?" I ask Khaleesi, whose hot breath is beating against my abdomen.
"Mmm, I think we have enough now…but I won't disparage you from using me to satisfy us both…" Khaleesi whispers breathlessly, as her inner walls vibrate around my glands.
"May I see your status, my bonded? I wish to inspect this skill that that woman gave you…" Khaleesi asks me.
"Hmm." I nod while feeling sleepy all of a sudden.
"...This skill…is very powerful…besides gaining stats you'll also gain both a monster's special abilities and their resistances…it also works on…anything even outside the dungeon…this could be very useful…for you before even returning to the dungeon…the strength of a Bull, the vision…of a cat…hmm-" Khaleesi starts to ramble as she leans back against my abdomen using me as a backrest.
"Hmm," I reply to her as my eyelids grow heavy.
"My Bonded, may I take some of your blood? I need it for the ritual to grow our hollow tree."
"Mmhmm." I reply to Khaleesi before being pulled into a dreamless sleep.
I hear someone pounding on my front door and pressing the doorbell…
'Who the fuck could that be? everybody knows to come through the garage and mudroom that door is always unlocked unlike the front door connected to the porch.'
"Khaleesi?" I call out and receive no answer.
"Huh, must be she's already gone off to hide somewhere." I mutter.
'Did I order something online and forget about it?' I wonder, hoping that I'm receiving a delivery…and not a visit from some feds.
Half way through the living room I am allowed a view out of the large square window of the old wooden front door to see the screen door open and the young good looking Onlyfans woman from Mc E-D'S.
'Fuck me…I knew it was a bad idea…' I curse in my mind as I see her holding her phone up recording herself acting cutely, her long, shiny, dirty blonde locks lightly dancing on the breeze.
"...Haa…what do I do about this…? Threaten to call the cops and or sue her for trespassing…also trying to record me on her stream without my permission…?" I ask myself in a whisper as I watch the young woman…a late teenaged girl is now starting to fidget a little and quickly hides her phone and both hands behind her back.
"GO AWAY YOU DON'T HAVE MY PERMISSION TO BE ON MY PRIVATE AND POSTED PROPERTY NOR DO I AUTHORIZE YOU TO RECORD ME!" I say loudly and clearly from behind the closed and locked wooden door.
The girl develops a "what?" expression on her face like she couldn't hear me…I repeat myself…and still she acts as though she can't hear me.
'This little bitch!' I growl in my mind as my aggravation outweighs my common sense as I reach out and turn the lock on the door and then grab the door knob and turn it, opening the door.
I suddenly develop…a terrible feeling as a thought of her drifts into my mind...of her being a honey pot…or a government agent…who is about to get me to drop my guard and then jab a needle in me knocking me out before calling in some big ol beefy guys that are gonna work me over hard…torturing me for information…and the moment that thought crosses my mind I hesitate to yell at the girl to go away and she pushes her body into the door and enters my home.
Not even a moment later her fake surgery cheerful…high-pitched voice rings in my home. "Hey subscribers! This is me Ella Rushman from Rush-Rush Girl's channel-!!" The young says as she belligerently spins around my home recording me.
"HEY, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND SHUT THAT OFF!!!' I shout at her, the girl laughs at her phone and rolls her eyes.
"Sorry for not making an appointment with you and calling ahead but the world has a right to know if you're an alien…that's right we saw your glowing wrist and holographic screen…the same with the one belonging to that blonde bombshell!" The woman shouts self-righteously.
"Get the fuck outta my house and off my property this is your last warning before I put a bullet in your pretty little face." I say to her coldly all patience gone from my voice…the young woman pauses and turns pale as a white sheet as I take the half step into my bedroom and take out my 44.Magnum revolver.
"W-wait p-please, I'll stop recording…I promise it's not live!" The young woman stutters as urine runs down her thighs and she throws her phone into an old padded rocking chair.
"P-please don't hurt me." The young woman begs as she sinks onto her knees in front of me and trembles in fear.
"I-I'll do anything you want I swear anything." The young woman looks up into my eyes then down to my still out and dangling cock…which if I'm honest fills me with a dark desire…as it goes from flaccid to semi-erect.
'Ahh, shit what do I do now…if she claims rape or something I'll spend the rest of my life in Prison…whether she burst into my home after trespassing or not even though I didn't touch her…' I groan both in my head and aloud.
'I can't kill her…her fanbase probably knows that she was following me…there's a risk people know about Khaleesi now…' I continue to talk to myself in my mind as my thumb unconsciously cocks back the hammer on my dirty hairy revolver.