The cemetery was an eerie place to be, especially at night. But Ainz Ooal Gown, the powerful sorcerer, was not one to be deterred by such things. He had a score to settle with Clementine, the psychopathic killer who had dared to cross him.
As he approached her, Clementine sneered, her hand reaching for the dagger at her side. But Ainz was faster. With a flick of his wrist, he cast a spell that sent Clementine flying backwards, her body slamming into a nearby tombstone.
"You think you can defeat me, puny human?" Ainz taunted, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Clementine glared up at him, her body shaking with anger. "You may have defeated me, but you'll never break me."
Ainz chuckled. "Oh, I have no intention of breaking you, my dear. In fact, I have a different proposition in mind."
With that, Ainz raised his hand and cast another spell. Clementine's eyes widened in shock as a human dick grew from Ainz's skeleton body. She was disgusted, but also intrigued.
Before she could protest, Ainz was on her. He roughly kissed her, silencing her playful insults. Clementine struggled, but it was no use. Ainz was too strong.
He moved from her mouth to her pussy, tearing off her armor and panties with his magic. Clementine cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as Ainz thrust himself inside her.
Despite her struggles, Clementine couldn't deny the perverted lust that was building up inside her. She was getting wetter and wetter, much to her own disgust.
Ainz then moved on to her ass, causing Clementine to scream in pain. But even through the pain, she couldn't deny the pleasure she was feeling.
Ainz fucked her relentlessly, causing Clementine's body to shake and shudder. She was filled with anger and disgust, but also a perverted lust that she couldn't control.
As they walked back to Nazarick, Ainz and Clementine engaged in playful banter, filled with playful insults and sarcastic comments. Despite everything that had happened, Clementine couldn't help but be drawn to Ainz's strong and controlling personality.
As they reached Nazarick, Clementine couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. She knew that she was about to enter a whole new world of pain and pleasure, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for it.
Ainz led Clementine to his chambers, where he tied her up and began to tease her. Clementine moaned and begged for more, despite her best efforts to resist.
Ainz then proceeded to fuck Clementine again, this time even rougher than before. Clementine was left screaming and begging for mercy, but Ainz didn't relent.
As the night wore on, Clementine found herself falling for Ainz, despite her best efforts to resist. She couldn't help but be drawn to his strength and control, and she found herself wanting more and more.
"You may have defeated me, Ainz," Clementine whispered as she lay panting and sweating on the bed. "But I think I'm going to enjoy being your sex slave."
Ainz chuckled. "I'm glad to hear that, my dear. Because I have a feeling this is just the beginning."
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