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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 042: A visit from the enemy
The Lock keeper snapped his fingers, a tear appeared with no beginning or end. Nothing was behind it either. He nudge his chin towards it, a silent order for Corey to go through the rip. Skeptical, but not wanting to die, Corey walked towards the abomination and passed through. He ended up in the middle of a dining room. A long table wad set, with only two chairs facing apart from each other. One with his name on it. "Sit, Corey. You're my guest."Corey's heart sparked up. He was in the Lock keeper's mansion. There were no windows or doors so he wouldn't be able to remember something familiar about the place. And that was if the Lock keeper didn't kill him. His only question was why NewAge hadn't warned him about the imposing danger. He tried to call for the system but it nothing happened.'NewAge?' Corey called internally, making his way to the seat that was kept for him. The chair drew back, and Corey slid in. He waited, for anything. Being alone was messing with his mind. He wa
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 043: New plan, new attitude
"Rise and shine ladies. Clean up and get dressed, we're on route to the Centrons home land.""WHAT?!' Verosika sprung up, her hair messed and eyes widening like a mad woman. "No no no no no." She tossed the blanket, and practically tripped her way over to Corey. "What's the problem?"Verosika gripped the waistband of his pants. "The Centrons are mad smart. We'll never get a fruit past them." Her fingers drifted off to his belt, Corey wore jeans for once in contrast to his usual sweatpants. He brushed her hands away, and crouched. "I'll give you a taste of me if you promise to trust me and leave the questions in the dust bin."Verosika's face went from wild to composed on the seconds after Corey uttered those words. "Well, when you're speaking my language. How I can refuse." She beamed. "I need to wear something for this." She faded into a shadowy figure and slithered away from Corey. He noticed the other women were frowning at him. All but Yumiko, who had no clue what Centrons wer
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 044: A crazy idea
"What is the nebula sector?" Pamela found a seat, and nestled her body into it. They were taking a small boat to the Centrons. Corey hadn't dropped any information on the sector to her. And Verosika wasn't interested in talking about those snobby rich pieces of technology, her very own words. Eleanora was the same. All she could tell Pamela was that the Centrons were considered the biggest dicks to every specie simply because they don't have any crisis or problems, and because they're smarter than everyone else. To avoid accidentally being tricked by them, people tend to avoid them. The mage's plan was to keep her mouth shut during their entire time there. And Verosika was planning to do the same. She didn't want to associate herself with them. If it weren't for Corey, she would have stayed back in the submarine. "The nebula sector, is home to three different species." Corey turned to face the women, Yumiko was fast asleep by his foot. She slept more times than any of the women c
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 045: Tripping into Borba
Corey tossed the bag over his shoulders. He waved his hands at the women, taking a huff of the mist clouding the air before pulling his mask over his face and jumping off the boat. NewAge gave him instructions to get to a cave that would lead him past the orcs main guards. Corey needed to find an orc that he could pay to help him. He snickered a laugh in his head. Paying one would have been a nicer idea than manipulating an orc into thinking the Centrons were about to do something horrible. That could stir up war. It could destroy two very good societies, that might have been living next to each other in blissful Harmon. Did he care about yany of that? Absolutely not. He wanted one thing, and that was the fruit from the dryad. He had thought about initially asking an orc to do it for him. Why create a beef between two people when you can just get one person to do the job? The answer to that was simple. Orc aren't precise. If they are able to survive all of the dryad's torrid attack
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 046: Tamed (Mature)
Things wasn't supposed to go this way. Corey wanted to scream his frustration out, but he didn't feel frustrated at all. Borba had him pinned against the wall, she growled out her cry of war. Corey knew it went deeper than that. It was a mating cry. He had fallen into a mating ceremony for orcs, and now their champion general wanted a piece of him.If he knew orcs right, then he understood the process of them finding a mate through fighting. The men would have to fight for the women they wanted. And vice versa. The person you pin and defeat becomes your mate. While cheers rang through his ear drums, Corey knew to get Borba to help him, he would need to submit. She'd been beating the fuck out of the men that tried to get to her. If she chose him, then something in her wanted to mate with him. Borba was a warrior. A fighter. An barbaric orc that the men of her clan feared. They couldn't stand up to her. She wanted a man that could challenge her. Yet this slim demon made her blood boil
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 047: (Mature) continued
Corey didn't get the chance to process what the warning meant when he heard the sound of gulping, and his still erect cock popped audibly from Borba's mouth. The orc stared him, the taste melting on her tongue. Borba shook her head, feeling her desire turn into something much more dangerous to her mind. And body. Her wetness grew more. Corey tasted in a way she couldn't describe, but it left a funny feeling in her stomach that made her want to pounce on him and not let go until she was satisfied. Borba drew her gaze downwards, she had the taste she had been craving and it left her without satisfaction.As her eyes lingered on Corey's hard purple shaft, she realized that the initial hunger of her heat was nothing compared to the burning need she had for her mate. Corey struggled for breath, once he was sure his eyes wouldn't cross in two different directions, he parted them.His sexual charisma came with its own Viagra. Like Corey had initially mentioned, he can last for as long as
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 048: A plan well executed
"One thing I've learnt, is that plans tend to change as things progress. Some unexpected elements come into play." Corey explained to Borba. His original plan had been to find an orc- man or woman- trick and manipulate a Centron, though in a way he did that already. All in all, his plans were constantly changing. Which made him think the better way to survive would be to make plans on the spot. That would challenge his brain to think and consider all elements. "The plan is simple. The Centron said I should call her name, and she would appear. That's if I ran into an orc.""So your plan is to call her name, and I'll attack her?" Borba tossed her hammer. They walked out of the tunnel Corey came in through. Borba had called for her men to board it up. They had dug it once, and everyone forgot about it. If Corey hadn't fallen through it, Borba might have forgotten it existed."Yep, that is pretty much the plan. If you can get her down, for even just a few minutes, I can hack into her m
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 049: Introductions
By the time the boat arrived, Corey had three of the fruit. He was standing in the middle of Misha and Borba. Misha couldn't phantom why she agreed to leave her home turf with a man she just met, and Borba had bid her brother goodbye.The same brother who threatened to cut a hole in Corey's throat if he ever hurt his sister. The orc then realized he was worrying for the wrong reason, and instead gave Corey advice on how to hide if he ever angered Borba. Corey liked the king. He was sharper than he looked. And he adored Borba's strength. She would only be with them for twelve months before she had to return. Unless, as the king had told, Corey married her. With no official marriage, and nothing but a mating mark, then he couldn't release his greatest warrior. Pamela, Eleanora, Verosika, and Yumiko, were ecstatic when they saw the shadow silhouette of Corey. Pamela flashed a light as the boat drew nearer, to be sure they weren't heading towards the wrong person. She frowned, seeing a
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