The cemetery was an unusual place for an offer to be made, but Ainz Ooal Gown was an unusual man. He stood over the defeated Clementine, a smirk playing on his skeletal face as he contemplated his next move.
He could kill her, of course. It would be the easy thing to do. But where was the fun in that? No, he had a better idea.
With a wave of his hand, he cast a spell to grow a human dick on his skeleton body. Clementine's eyes widened in shock and disgust as she took in the sight before her.
"What are you doing?" she demanded, her voice trembling.
Ainz ignored her struggles as he grabbed Clementine and forced his new appendage into her mouth. She tried to resist, but he was too strong.
"You're mine now," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You are my sex slave."
Clementine's long legs twitched in her stockings as Ainz thrust his hips, brutally raping her. She was filled with anger and disgust, but also perverted lust. She couldn't believe she was enjoying this, even just a little.
Ainz pulled out of Clementine's mouth and forced himself into her pussy. She cried out in pain and pleasure as he filled her completely.
"You're so tight," Ainz said, his voice filled with satisfaction.
Clementine couldn't believe what was happening. She had always considered herself a strong and independent woman, but here she was, completely at the mercy of this skeletal man.
Ainz continued to fuck Clementine, his movements becoming harder and faster. She couldn't help but moan as he hit her spot again and again.
"You like that, don't you?" Ainz said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Clementine glared at him, but deep down, she knew he was right. She was enjoying this, despite herself.
Ainz came profusely in Clementine's pussy, filling her to the brim. She shuddered in orgasm, her long legs twitching in her stockings.
Ainz pulled out of Clementine and dragged her to her feet. She stood unsteadily, her legs wobbling.
"You are mine now," Ainz said, his voice firm. "There is no point in trying to run."
Clementine realized that he was right. She was completely at his mercy. She hated him, but also couldn't help but be drawn to him.
Ainz led Clementine out of the cemetery and towards Nazarick. She followed him, her long legs in stockings dragging behind her.
Clementine tried to escape, but Ainz easily caught her. He told her that there was no point in trying to run.
Clementine realized that she was completely at Ainz's mercy. She hated him, but also couldn't help but be drawn to him.
Ainz and Clementine arrived at Nazarick. He led her inside, her long legs in stockings leaving a trail of dirt behind her.
Clementine was brought to a room filled with sex toys and bondage gear. She realized that she was going to be used for Ainz's pleasure.
Ainz told Clementine that she would learn to enjoy her new role as his sex slave. She glared at him, but deep down, she knew he was right.
She was his now, whether she liked it or not. And as much as she hated to admit it, a part of her was looking forward to seeing what he had in store for her next.
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