The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the cemetery as Ainz Ooal Gown stood over the prone form of Clementine. Her golden hair fanned out around her like a halo, a stark contrast to the dark earth that stained her clothes.
Ainz raised his staff, the intricate carvings glowing softly in the moonlight. With a wave of his hand, a human appendage sprouted from his skeletal form, eliciting a gasp of shock and disgust from Clementine. But there was something else in her gaze, something that Ainz couldn't quite place. It was a glimmer of perverse curiosity, a desire to know what it felt like to be with a man.
Ainz smirked, his digital eyes glinting with amusement. "You wanted to know what it feels like to be with a man? Consider this a lesson."
Clementine snarled, her pride and stubbornness flaring up. "I'll never submit to the likes of you!"
Ainz chuckled, his voice echoing through the silent cemetery. "We'll see about that."
With a flick of his wrist, Ainz forced Clementine's head down onto his new appendage. She gagged and sputtered, her body wracked with shock and disgust. But as Ainz began to move, something changed. Clementine's legs twitched in her high stockings, her body reacting in a way she couldn't control.
Ainz's movements were relentless, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. Clementine's protests turned into moans of pleasure, her body betraying her as she succumbed to the overwhelming sensations.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Ainz grunted, his voice strained.
Clementine's only response was a low whine, her body moving in time with Ainz's thrusts.
Ainz pulled out, leaving Clementine panting and spent. He flipped her over, taking her from behind with a fierce intensity. Clementine's pussy clenched around him, her body begging for more even as her mind rebelled.
Ainz's thrusts became erratic as he reached his climax, his body shuddering with release. Clementine followed suit, her body shaking as she felt Ainz's hot cum fill her.
The two of them lay there, their bodies spent and broken. Ainz stood over Clementine, a satisfied smirk on his face. "You're mine now."
Clementine glared at him, her pride still intact. "I'll never be your slave."
Ainz raised an eyebrow, his smirk never faltering. "We'll see about that."
Clementine tried to fight back, her body still reeling from the intense orgasm. But Ainz's magic was too strong, his control over her too great. He bound her hands and feet, leaving her helpless and at his mercy.
Ainz leaned down, his digital eyes meeting Clementine's fiery gaze. "You belong to me now."
Clementine's only response was a defeated sigh, her body giving in to the inevitable.
Ainz smirked, his victory assured. "Good girl."
He left the room, leaving Clementine to her thoughts. She lay there, her mind racing with anger and disgust. But there was something else, something she couldn't ignore. It was a perverted lust, a desire for more that she couldn't deny.
Clementine whispered to herself, "What have I become?"
The answer was clear. She was now the property of the Overlord.
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