It was a constant battle against the drug in the woman's system. How long would it take for the drug to finally pass? If all the female guards were drugged just like herself, did that mean the drug had a very long duration or could it even be permanent? That may explain why all the women here were completely loyal to these monsters. Was that going to be her fate as well? She was resisting now but every pain would become pleasure and every pleasure became so much more. How long could she possibly last in her field with such a vile effect on her body?

The winds caressed those swaying orbs and soaked into her glistening body. Vera had to stop herself from caressing those aching nipples or her exposed clit. She knew every stroke would not soothe her but add more fuel to the blaze burning inside her.

Reaching the bridge only made the winds harsher against her nude form. She could hear more guards. She could break the bridge but there was no telling if she would need it later. Destroying it would require her to expend more of her precious mana. Her magic was the only reason she was able to last this long. Unfortunately, she never did find her sword or armor. Vera continued to flee down into a tunnel and head down another hallway.

Vera was oblivious to the duration of the effects of the drug, but perhaps in due time she would know more about it. Right now the fear and worries of its possibilities and implications flooded her mind and all of them were rightly justified. If they were permanent, her heroine career would soon end, unable to fight without becoming a mass of mindless flesh, serving only for sex. And if it took long, it could only mean she had to get out of the castle with its effects still going.

For now the nude beauty was resisting with all her strength to give in to her urges and give much-needed attention to her nipples and clit. But she knew it would only make it worse and she'd be caught by the relentless guards, only to fall prey in the dungeons once more.

As she reached the other hall Vera locked the large door behind her, that would buy her some time. Right before her, however, the path divided into numerous hallways, making it seem like a maze inside. Any direction was better than none so she kept going blind. Although, it was quiet, not a single soul, from creature or human, in sight. Nor a sound. It was very... suspicious.

All of a sudden Vera could hear something dropping right behind her, going quickly for her arms. Another pair of human hands wrapped around her shoulders and held her arms back to immobilize them, and she felt two large soft mounds pressing against her back. One of the guards had ambushed her!
Her predicament was not over and another one fell from the ceiling in front of her. The scarcely clothed guard rushed to Vera and if the heroine didn't shake away the surprise and retaliated soon this woman would punch her right in the stomach, just above of her pubic mound and try and land two more punches to her large, heaving orbs as if they were mere punching bags.

"Hey! Just finish her off, already!" the first guard who held Vera back said.

The one in front spat to the ground and nodded. "Fine, let's end this stupid bitch already." She grabbed the rod strapped to her back and lighted it on. The buzzing sound approached with her alluring figure. She was slow, savoring this moment, and Vera knew that she was trying to use it on her aching pussy to knock her unconscious without much difficulty. But if she lacked the strength to fight she could at least use the mana she had left, it was better to use it now than try and fail fighting if she wasn't confident in besting both of the guards at once. She still had a job to do, after all.

She was quickly getting lost in these featureless corridors. In her rush to find Sylvana and fight off this vile drug, Vera failed to notice the guard dropping in behind her. "Ahh!" Her arms and body were pulled back, leaving her open to the second guard that dropped in front of her.

"Ooouuuggghhh!" The fist sank right into the lower belly. These guards may be scantily clad but they were guards for a reason as their physique showed. Air rushed out of Vera's lungs as her body bent around the blow briefly before sagging in the grasp of the woman behind her. The next punch sank right into the heroine's breast, agony rippling through the luscious flesh. By the time the third punch came, the stun rod had slipped out of Vera's slack fingers.

Vera groaned, struggling to get a breath in. If it were not for the guard holding her, the heroine would have fallen to her knees and keeled over from the heavy blows. Worse, the drug soon rushed in to replace all this pain and throbbing agony with waves of pleasure. Both breasts were sending pulses of pleasure right into her brain while her nipples ached for more punishment. The bruise in her lower belly sent pleasure right into her womb, causing her loins to shiver with glee.

The guard with the rod could see the nectar drooling from Vera's netherlips. She knew these symptoms well, the heroine was drugged and would soon be one of them. Vera's only hope was her magic but channeling required concentration. Having her arms bound also did not help. But, she had to try.

Vera struggled to take a shuddering breath. She tried to speak and channel her mana but the drug and damage she suffered made that difficult. She was unarmored, ensuring that every blow these lovely amazons did produced the most pain and pleasure for the drugged heroine. Her hands began to glow but it was slow. The guards would no doubt notice what Vera was trying to do. But, that all stopped the moment that buzzing rod pressed against the heroine's drooling entrance.

"Oooohhhhnnnn..." Her hips shuddered and jolt. The pleasure and pain was so intense as it shocked her well lubricated passage. Vera's hips bucked against the rod, unable to fight the bliss shooting right up into her brain. Vera's eyes fluttered and rolled back into her head, soon she would surrender to these evil vixens and be broken like them.

This was it. This was surely her end. The great heroine Vera was reduced to a cumslut, a mere mass of of a woman aching for pleasure. Both guards laughed loudly as Vera's juices drooled from her passage and then as the rod caused her entire body to spasm and convulse with the jolting pleasure defeating the girl in one clear shot. It was all it took to defeat her and probably even break her. Her entire pussy and loins seemed to explode inside her and if Vera could think by that moment she probably would have thought that she had released all of her juices in a lifetime right there. The guard behind her let her go and Vera plummeted to the cold floor, her body still twitching wildly as her juices continued to be shot from her convulsing walls with force, her eyes rolled back and tongue hanging out, her drool pooling beneath her face.

"Look at her! In the end, even the great Vera is just a woman, is she not? Nothing but a simple slut," said the guard that had shocked the broken heroine's cunt.

"Just a cumdupster and a cocksleeve. Hey, knock her out already, I'm getting urges to abuse her. We should be getting a good fuck for capturing her again."

"But, why don't we have fun meanwhile? She's almost out already. Keep watch and I'll go first."

"Hey, bitch, I was the one who held her back. If I hadn't been here she would have killed you maybe. If anyone deserves to go first, it's me."

All of a sudden, in a miraculous turn of events, the two guards began fighting with each other. Just like Vera, the drug they had running through their veins urged them to have sex, give and receive and it was time for them to get some satisfaction from being on the giving side. In the blink of an eye the two women were at each other's throats, one holding the other's rod as she tried to land kicks to her torso. Vera's body was left twitching in her own pool of drool and nectar until a familiar voice began ringing in her head.

"Vera, rise, now. Don't you see that you can't be no one else's but mine? I'll give you a piece of my last power. Make it here or as far as you can before I give you more. There's not much time now." Vera's mind was already a mush, a piece of grey matter probably only thinking of the intense pleasure and how there could probably be nothing better but to die being fucked or tortured in her drooling pussy. Sylvana's words reached her mind and also a new surge of magic and power flowed into her. Vera's long aftershocks of her release finally died and she began recovering from the rod's forced orgasm. Once her mind and sight were clear again, the first thing she would see would be the guard that had made her cream herself force open the other woman's legs open as she was pinned down on the floor.

"No! Please don't! I yield, you can go first! Just donaughhh ahhh AIII!" The stronger guard ripped away her fellow's metal thong and discovered her dripping pussy. Without mercy, the electrified rod was introduced in her passage and the guard on the floor began convulsing immediately. Vera knew she had came with the mere touch like she had herself but with her this evil guard was not relenting. Instead of securing her orgasm she kept fucking her pussy, moving the rod in and out of the squirting sex until at last the poor guard would yell no more, only her body was left twitching violently and her juices dripping out in copious amounts.

None of them had paid Vera any attention, to them she was still a limp girl on the floor. But she had revitalized herself and had enough time to take revenge on the guard that had almost broken her, either with a piece of her magic, which was slightly restored by Sylvana, or probably by the same means that she had left Vera cumming and her own fellow guard.

She came hard both in the dream and in real life as her body convulsed in utter bliss. The rod remained pressed to her climaxing entrance for what seemed like an eternity before the silver haired woman was released and allowed to crumple onto the stone floor. There were no thoughts of resistance. All Vera wanted in that grey mush that was once her brain was to feel that wondrous orgasm again and again. Darkness closed in on her vision as the two guards began to fight among themselves.

Sylvana's voice was loud and clear, infusing Vera's being with strength. It was enough to keep the heroine from blacking out and clear her thoughts. But her insides were still trembling. The drug was still leaving her weak and vulnerable.

Slowly, Vera got back up. She had the rod in hand once more as she used it to shock both distracted guards into oblivion. Just feeling the hum of the rod and seeing the two women convulse sent shivers through Vera's spine. Her head was clear for the moment but the memory of that blissful release lingered and threatened to fog her thoughts.

The silver haired woman shook her head and ran deeper into the maze, hoping to find her way to the tower where Sylvana resides. She was not sure how Sylvana was doing all this. She figured they would be using inhibitors on her as well. Still, Vera was thankful nonetheless as she could not have gotten this far alone.

The intense orgasm reflected itself on the real Vera, making a mess already of her new sheets. Her dream self was almost broken as well but a new strength was injected in her. Even if her will was renewed her trembling loins remembered clearly the latest climax and it seemed to only fuel her lust even more. She managed to shake the thoughts away, enough to shock the distracted guards out.

"What! How did you... Aauuuggh!!" The shocks coursed through her body, convulsing even after she had fainted. The sight of them aroused Vera and the vibrations through her arm were lustful whispers. The heroine shook her head and went on.

The nude silver beauty went through the maze and ended up running along a long hall with a long window looking out. Vera could see an open air hangar some distance away. There were a couple of spaceships leaving and near the castle she could see her own spacecraft stationed. That was her hope of escaping this place. Further down the hall she could see stairs leading down, surely making for the hangar. She was so close to enter her vessel and leave, but she knew from the ominous stairs at the end, farther than the downwards staircase, that the tower was just up ahead. Would she really escape without her captured partner, after what she had done for her?

The tower's staircase were open and unprotected, as if ready for her and welcoming the heroine.

It was not a choice. Vera did not hesitate or stop to consider the non option. She headed for the stairs and did not look back. The heroine had to find her partner if it was the last thing she did. Unarmed and unarmored, Vera could only keep up her guard so much as she walked up the long flight of stairs that led to the tower where Sylvana was held.

The staircase rose for a long while, but not a single threat got close to Vera as she reached what appeared the final door at the top. It was a tall, heavy door but she pushed it open anyway.

A colossal room welcomed her, the ceiling as high as the sky itself. It was wider than any other room in the castle and at the end were three figures. The first one was a female guard, strong looking and wearing Vera's own plate armor and her legendary sword. The other further in the back was none other than Sylvana herself, white body almost nude, wearing only a small bikini covering her heaving orbs and a collar attached below her beautiful face. It had a chain leash that the last figure held. It was a massive draconic creature much like the others but significantly bigger, Vera would only be a little higher than his knee. It was Lord Dominik himself.

"Vera! You came!" Sylvana tried moving but was quickly held back by the monster, almost choking her.

"You've made it, Vera the great. I should congratulate you but you have navigated my castle as it stands almost empty and unguarded. A matter of great importance has taken away my men and other guards but I will assure you that I need not anyone else but Lady Bolt here. She has taken to your armor and sword rather well." Dominik's voice was deep and made the room shake. He rested his elbows on his knees and his chin on his fists. "So this is how it's going to be. You either yield now and go back to becoming our best slave yet or Lady Bolt will defeat you and have her way with you. There's no possibility of victory for you."

Vera could see no inhibitors in the room and Sylvana had not warned her either of any other danger. Like the other guards this Lady Bolt probably had no magic herself. She also spoke no word and had that helmet covering her eyes.

Vera's eyes narrow as she found Lord Dominik with Sylvana on a leash. A female guard was wearing her armor and wielding her sword. The beast was absolutely huge. But, the silver haired woman did not waver. "We shall see about that, Dominik!" Vera spat as her hair flared off her shoulders as unseen forces gather. Vera began chanting the words of magic. Light gathered in her hands as she prepared a large blast of light. She was going to finish this here and now.

Extending both arms before her, a bright beam of light shot forth towards the hulking creature. She put everything she had into this attack. If Dominik fell here and now, it would all be over. It did not matter if Lady Bolt was loyal or not if she had no master to serve any longer. After the beam faded from her hands, Vera would fall her knees, panting heavily. Would this be enough?

"Her magic! Bolt!"

The formidable guard ran towards Vera but the heroine cast her magic with swiftness. Upon realizing she would not stop her she jumped trying to block the attack and receive it herself but only her arm was disintegrated in an instant. Even Lord Dominik moved fast for a creature of his size but the beam of magic was faster still. He tried pulling Sylvana to block it but only the chain was broken, though it almost ripped her head off.

After the blinding flash of white faded Dominik had moved slightly. The beam that would have destroyed his head right off had instead punctured a hole in his chest, across his heart. The large reptilian head opened its maw and strands of light poured out from it, and his body crashed against the floor like an earthquake. Bolt's screams of pain only stopped to sob for her now deceased master.

"Lord Dominik!" She crawled towards the body, standing up slowly even with only one arm.

It was over. The terrible beast at the head of these scoundrels was done for and Sylvana had survived, she was just recovering from the last pull and struggled to stand on her feet. As Vera panted on her knees, a sense of success and relief covered her body.

"Aaargh!!!" Lady Bolt darted towards Vera and used the last of her strength to plant a vicious kick at the heroine's chest, across her breasts, sending her down to the floor on her back. She released the cry of a banshee as she raised Vera's sword, ready to kill its owner with the deadly blade in bloody revenge.

Until a chain came from behind and coiled itself around Bolt's neck. Sylvana pulled it with everything she had and the loyal guard dropped the sword. She tried turning around, and even impacted on Sylvana's ribs with her elbows but the heroine's partner did not budge. Soon enough Bolt fell to her knees and her arms to her sides. Her body went limp and Sylvana let it drop to the cold floor, giving a heavy sigh at the end. The dark haired beauty with the collar fell on her back, large breasts heaving up and down as she panted as well. Her bikini had moved slightly, revealing a hardened nipple on the mound's peak.

There was a bright flash of light and the beast was slain. Bolt tried to stop the attack only to lose her arm as a result. But even with only one arm, Bolt was upon Vera. The kick sent the silver haired woman flying back. She rolled to her side when she hit the unforgiving stone floor and curled up. Pain throbbed inside her entire chest as both breasts were bruised from the impact. But the pleasure soon hit just a strong, leaving the woman groaning weakly.

Bolt closed in to finish things only to be taken out by the now freed Sylvana. Vera was not even paying attention as her partner saved her and fell to the floor. Drained and exhausted, Vera could not fight the urge to close her heavy eyelids. Was it all over? She was too battered, aroused, and tired to care. All she knew was that Sylvana was safe.

For a moment Vera could hear nothing but her own pants and Sylvana's heavy breathing. Her arousal was reaching a dangerous level yet her exhaustion left her unable to move, barely enough energy to think. Then she heard Sylvana giggle and the shuffling of her body as she seemed to move.

"You came for me, Vera. It's time you earn your reward." Then darkness took her.

When Vera woke up she was in a suite she recognized as her room in her spaceship. She was in fact still in the dream but her dream self could only think that Sylvana had carried her to her vessel and escaped together.

"Wakey wakey, Vera. How do you feel?" Sylvana's voice came from one side, she was standing next to the ample bed. She was a blue skinned female with dark purple hair and black eyes with orange irises. She was scantily clad and her tail moved about as playful as the look on her eyes. She was different, indeed, from the woman she saw in Dominik's room but for some reason she felt there was no cause for alarm. It was as if she had always known this was her true appearance.

Vera herself could have guessed she was out for a while. She felt sore, but as if the damage she suffered was close to recovering. She felt drowsy but not exhausted like in Dominik's room. And she also felt the drug's effect still coursing through her body, but not as strong as before. She was still very aroused but her mind was not begging for pleasure like before, for now. In a few words, she seemed to be making a slow recovery, probably thanks to Sylvana's care.

"Uhhnn..." Vera slowly woke up to find herself on a ship. She saw Sylvana and knew she was safe. They must have returned to their ship. Of course, such a thought should have been insane to think of usually. But, this was a dream. Vera's mind was too weary to resist this scenario.

The silver haired woman sat up, shaking her head a bit. "Better..." she answered. There were still niggling problems such as aches, fatigue, and arousal. But, it was nothing she could not handle. It was a good thing the drug was weakening. She could not see herself continuing with such a relentless yearning within her.

The two finally had escaped and the leader of that draconic creatures was dead. Vera looked out a window and looked back at Sylvana. "That was a close one. We were lucky to get out of that alive. We could have become just another of his slaves. How are you feeling? Guess I did not really succeed in getting us out of this mess afterall. Thank you..."

"I was afraid," Sylvana replied. "More afraid of you not enduring it and being turned to a slave than anything else. But you managed, that's what matters. We only got out thanks to you."

The blue woman got on all fours on the bed and crawled next to Vera before getting on her knees behind her. "I'm feeling great. Nothing I couldn't handle." She started massaging Vera's shoulders, easing those sore muscles. The heroine would find out that the drug's effects were active and seemed to multiply that into a crawling pleasure spreading down her back. It was a different kind of pleasure than the one forced on her from before.

"I think you've earned your reward, Vera." Her voice cooed in her ear, sensual and alluring.

"Ahhh!" Vera shivered as pleasure infused her body. "S-Sylvana! The... The drug... Please... I can't..." The human woman could not resist. Her body was putty in Sylvana's hands. Already, the silver haired woman felt her thoughts fade as her shoulders were massaged. Her eyes fluttered as pleasure seemed to spread throughout her entire upper body and up her spine. Her mind was drowning in an ever growing tide of heat. She moaned softly as she fell deeper under the demon's spell.