NTR Quest 28 - Kara - Overcome Corruption (Patreon)

Just as the temptation is about to become too much you realize what you are doing and pull back. You grit your teeth, push your dick into Jeane one last time out of habit, then pull free and release her. Lowering your head shamefully, you place your hand over your face and begin pacing as the mage slides down the pillar you had her pressed up against. She is panting, staring up with a mix of shock and relief. Finally, in the brief moment of pause after you release her Jeane collects herself and lifts both hands threateningly towards you.

“What? You are not planning on going through with it?” She questions. You get the feeling that she is now more or less in control. You do not know about her magic, but you know magic in general from your father. The time to act has passed and if you make a move on her now she could do so much worse to you than you ever had any intention to do to her.
“You look to be upset at yourself. Why?” It is surprising that she does not sound more upset than she is curious. You stare down at the elf on the ground, then look at your hands. They feel a bit coarse. By rubbing your fingers together you see that it is makeup that is on your palm. Then you notice the place where your hand was gripping her skin tightly is a different tone. A dull gray that is even more pale than the porcelain-like skin tone you believed she had before.

“Make-up?”

“Obviously. You know my secret and you have that taboo magic, as well. I should just get rid of you here. Hero or not.” Jeane comments.

You do not want to be gotten rid of, but even you have to admit that her reasoning is sound. You think back to Chesharidge.
“I think I've had a problem for a while, now.” Jeane lifts a brow, but does not move her hands. You see sparks beginning to circle and gather around them threateningly.

“Indeed?” You can not be sure if she is listening, or just allowing you your last words.

“Back home a complete scumbag said once that you can make a plan in your head to reach the best outcome, but every choice changes what you want. Sometimes it's a little. Sometimes it's a lot.” You pause, not sure if you are remembering it correctly.
“Or something like that.”

“Intriguing, really.” Jeane is not really impressed, but she is still listening.

“Sorry. It doesn't justify what I did, but ever since I decided to do something I shouldn't have back then I've been chasing that same feeling without even realizing. Then it all kind of came to a head with this.” You shrug lightly and stop pacing to stand and face the woman you almost ended.
“But that doesn't matter. I'll accept responsibility for what I almost did.” You close your eyes and brace for the worst. Instead of pain, or nothingness as death had often been described, you just hear rustling in front of you. After enough of a pause you open your eyes and see Jeane's slender face close to yours. She is staring at you quite hard with her dark brows furrowed.

“You are serious.” You feel in her vague disbelief that is slowly beginning to give.

“I am seriously sorry.” You add earnestly, leaning back. She leans forward to keep the same distance between your face and hers.

“Hmmm.” Her eyes progressively narrow, staring into yours. Finally she relents and leans back, allowing you some room to breath. You did not notice it when you were fucking her, but she has a pleasant aroma that is not unlike something you remember from your father. A common scent that mages carry that is attributed to the smell of mana being used and expended. It is a strange, almost 'clean' smell, like the air has been sanitized of everything in it.

“I believe you.” She decides. Relief washes over you.
“But I do not forgive you.” That much is to be expected. What you did, let alone what you almost did was unforgivable.

“I understand if you no longer want to teach me anything.” You utter solemnly. Jeane becomes angered at that to such an extent that it surprises you. Her fists clench and her teeth grit.

“Are you fooling around, boy? I need to teach you now more than ever!” The mage rolls her eyes and throws her hands of in the air.
“Gods! You are an extremely dangerous existence. You do know that? I doubt you even know HOW to utilize your magic responsibly? I do not either, but I wish to figure it out with you so that you do not slip back into 'bad habits', as you seemed to frame them.”

“Really? I- I accept, of course.” You say quickly and gratefully.

“It is not a choice. If you refuse I really will vaporize you.” She warns.

Your eyes widen. “Well alright then.”



The last day in the camp was characterized by your training with Jeane. She was pleased, because apparently teaching a hero is justification enough to keep her from the 'superior' mage you saw her with before. Through strategically spaced out questions to avoid the elf becoming annoyed, you figured out that the old man is a senior at the school and that she had overtaken him in rank, despite their age difference. Shortly after that he began blackmailing her. You noted that she had been beaten down rather effectively. Despite being very skilled, you read on her that she genuinely believes he is better than her. She is ashamed of her heritage and is sure of the fact that she did something unconsciously to get ahead unfairly. You are not sure how to tackle that, or even if you can with the short time you have.

Even with the short amount of time, Jeane was able to intuit the way your magic works and figure out solutions and measures to make sure that you do not accidentally hurt yourself or others. While some may have been disappointed, for you that is all that matters. If you can stop yourself from accidentally killing someone then you would take that over raw ability. That being said, you did learn a few things. Jeane was able to teach you more about your magic than you were ever told by Kara. You do not believe your master did it intentionally and Jeane is not sure, but assumes so as well. The way she put it:

“It is likely that she is too stupid to know how her own magic works, mechanically. There are frustrating individuals out in the world that can simply do math in their head without needing the formulas, for example. For the record, I am one of those individuals, but I still show my work.”

Jeane taught you that emotion and physical connection is incredibly important to the way your possession works. Entering someone who is experiencing extreme emotions can cause you to lose your own conscious experience briefly, as you found with Heilan back at the Den. Jeane imparted concentration techniques to allow you to keep your own psyche in those situations, so long as you used them. In regards to the perfect possession, Jeane deduced that it is through a penetrative sexual encounter that you were able to transfer into a body and take over. She did not want to experiment on that, so she could not be sure beyond the fact that it seems like sex has a lot to do with it. She warned you against using it openly, for various reasons. The most practical reason, she explained, is that you leave your body when you use it and there is no guarantee that your essence will win and carry on in the new body. In simple terms, you could kill yourself very easily by entering the wrong person at the wrong time.

You gather your party once everything is prepared. The plan, as Teuta explained, is for the main army to begin moving as planned up the river to avoid suspicion. You and your party will return as planned. A safe distance behind, with magic to cover their approach, Teuta, Jeane and a few more elite knights and mages will move on the Den sometime after you arrive. It is solid and it is probably not something that you would have been able to be pulled off if you had not been so open with them.

You glance back at your party. All of them are ready to go. Heilan smiles brightly at you. Your turn away so that she does not see you frown. It is unfortunate, but you have to keep everything from her. You are not even sure if she can be relied upon in a fight, which makes things especially difficult to plan for. According to Teuta, if she acts like a threat you will need to bring her under control, otherwise she will have to deal with her. If she has to deal with her the result will likely be bad.

“Alright. We've resupplied.” You mention. It is the cover for why you came to begin with, after all.
“Let's head out. Vura at the front?”

“Yep yep.” She nods.

“Luire?” You ask.

“I am ready. I will take up the rear.” You nod and look at Heilan. She approaches you.

“I guess we're together, then.” She offers suggestively. It is true. You are both in the middle, but it just feels off the way she says it.

“That's right.” You try not too sound too indifferent, but the slight pain in your tone comes through. Her soft ears twitch and she tilts her head faintly in a curious gesture.

“Let's move.” You leave, just as planned.

As you are walking Vura is far enough ahead and Luire is far enough behind that you and Heilan are able to speak relatively privately, so long as you are hushed. Luire can hear very well, but he is more focused on your surroundings.
“So uhm...” She utters hesitantly. You can tell that she is unsure how to broach the subject. You feel disappointed that she is going out of her way to ask.

“Of course I'd never betray Djir.” You lie.

Relief washes over her. “Thank goodness.” Her reaction confirms your suspicion.

“But why does it matter to you?” You ask pointedly.

Heilan blushes. “Y-yeah. You're right. Sorry. I shouldn't question you and Djir's relationship, of course.”

It kind of amuses you how she is talking. It is strange, like she is living in a different world. You wonder what she thinks and what Djir told her.
“But you do know about our relationship, right?” You ask to lead her on.

Her tail wags. “O-oh, of course.”

“What about us?”

She looks up in thought. “The way it's supposed to work is you are Djir's and I am yours, then his by extension.”

The answer surprises you. It is not something you were expecting. “If I ask you to do something, and Djir asks you to do something else, who do you follow?”

She is not lying at all when she responds with. “It's you first, then Djir. He was really clear about that.”

“He... Said that?” You aren't sure if it is something he said, or if it's just something he told her. You are sure that if he said otherwise she could flip on a moments notice, but it is surprising he would have her act in such a way at all.
“Let's take a break.” You call out. Vura and Luire stop and look at you.
“Bathroom.” You explain.

Vura smirks. “Oh, yeah. You two go and use the 'bathroom.'”

You realize now how it looks, but quickly grab Heilan and walk a ways away, regardless. When you stop you look at her. She stares back at you assuredly and responds.
“Yeah, he totally said that.” Heilan kneels down in front of you. You know for a fact that she belongs to him, but she is acting subservient to you. It is attractive, but at the same time you feel like the woman you met is now a different person. Her negative trait has resigned her to service, regardless of what she wants.

“He said there is no one more important than you.” She is again, very serious.

“What does he want you to do with me? What is your 'job' here?”

“I'm your servant. Like... A maid. He wants me, above all else, to prepare you to be with him.” You lift a brow.

“I'll listen to whatever you say, but that much is non-negotiable.”

“What does that mean?”

She leans up and pulls at your pants. You let her. “It means I need to do some things you might not like sometimes, but it's necessary.”

“Necessary?” You scoff.
“What a joke...” You push back once your pants are down and lean over her.
“If you're my 'servant' why can't I just use you? What else are you good for.” It is harsh, but you are frustrated by the odd conflict of interest. The contrast of saying she is devoted to you, yet has to do some 'things you do not like.' Just as you are about to push into her waiting cunt you feel her hand wrap around your member and her other hand press firmly against your chest. Those two acts effectively halt all momentum. She is on her back with her legs spread but somehow it feels as though she is in complete control. You remember her stats rather quickly. A girl that, if she does not want to do something, she probably can not be forced. The strength of a beastwoman.

“Master, you have to understand.” She says while stroking. She is very good, but she will not get you off easily with your skill-level.
“I'm yours, but my pussy belongs to Djir.”

“That doesn't make any sense.” You groan, unable to get any closer to her with the one hand she has on your chest. It begins to make sense when you look down and see her sex. Worn and gaped just slightly. It could not have been just that one encounter after you passed out. He must have been coming to the camp to meet her. It makes you wonder how much he knows. You gasp as Heilan swiftly turns the tables and pushes you onto your back. She easily drags your pants off. The whole while she is gently stroking you off. It is not going to make you cum, but that does not stop it from feeling quite good.

“It will.” Heilan claims with a calm smile. She points to her lips.
“No kissing.” Then to her sex.
“No fucking.”

“How can you claim to be mine, then?” You utter as she lifts one of your legs easily and ducks under it to get closer to your own nethers.
“What can you do for me if not those things?” To answer your question she kisses your asshole without any warning, then begins licking it without a second thought. You gasp. It is an odd feeling and the stroking while she does it actually provides an odd, very pampering sensation.

“Djir's sad that you betrayed him.” She finally says from between your legs. You struggle and squirm at the realization that she knows, but she keeps a firm grip on you. You consider using your powers on her, but think better of it.

“W-what?” Your eyes roll back as she pushes her tongue inside.
“F-fuck, what are you doing, that's dirty!”

“It's okay, our mouths are very clean.” She comments with her tongue out.

“You know what! No kissing! I'll take that rule gladly, now.” You utter in frustration.

Heilan giggles. “Sure.” She shrugs and goes back to licking.
“Anyway... He's still willing to forgive you because he really, really likes you. But you need to work with me.”

“What's that mean?” You ask.

“He wont help, but he wont interfere, either. Not with what you're planning with Raithe.”

“So what's 'work with you' m... ean?” You moan as she pokes a finger into your rear and curls it up. As it presses into a particular spot you feel a throb in your dick as she strokes you.

“He wants us to work together to train your body to be less focused around this.” She squeezes your member for illustration.
“And more focused around this.” She presses the spot again. You shudder pleasurably and feel close to cumming.
“Apparently it's like flipping a switch. Once we hit a certain point you wont even be able to cum from touching this thing, but down here...” She presses it one last time, triggering the most powerful orgasm you've ever felt. It shoots all over her face and hair. She does not seem to mind.
“It'll be like that every time. Ecstasy, I guess.” She releases you and leans back to start wiping off her face.
“So what do you say?”

“What are you going to do if I say no?” You ask the important question. It is obvious that she can not be trusted if you do not agree.

“I'll hang out, but I can't have sex with you any more. I'll still help, if you want. I can fight.” You know she is being honest, but you are not sure if that is just because she believes that. It could change on a moments notice if she receives the right command.