Chapter 70: Roku
I lean back in the chair, watching Lasawani remain on the couch, still drenched in my thick cum. It trails slowly down her face, neck, and tits in obscene streaks. She stares up at me with raw desperation in her eyes, like a bitch in heat silently begging for another round. Her lips part slightly, but she stops herself and releases a soft, defeated sigh. She already knows she won’t be getting more right now.
"I’ll work even harder for you, Master," she whispers in a low, husky voice. "So I can earn rewards like this again. Everything I have belongs to you now. All my money... it’s yours. You own me completely."
I chuckle softly at her submission. "Answer the question I asked first. Your next reward depends on how well you perform."
Her eyes widen with fresh excitement. She quickly straightens up, cum still glistening across her skin. "The girl you’ll be shooting with is a cat-woman named Roku. She’s an adventurer with the Pornstar class, but she actually fights in dungeons like a real warrior. She joined SlimyMyriad to deal with her system penalty while making extra money."
I raise an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued. Lasawani keeps talking while absentmindedly wiping cum from her cheek.
"She only wants porn to stay a part-time job. She specifically asked for one consistent mating partner. I thought she’d be perfect for you since you don’t like sharing your women."
I chuckle again and shake my head. "You misunderstood me. I don’t hate pornstars who work with different people. I just treat the loyal ones differently."
Lasawani’s expression turns sultry. She slowly licks a drop of my cum from the corner of her mouth while staring at me with hungry eyes. I reach down, grip her chin firmly, and tilt her face upward.
"You’re still my personal bitch because you became loyal to me," I say calmly. "If you were still fooling around with others, I would’ve discarded you long ago."
Panic instantly flashes across her face. She grabs onto my pants desperately, her fingers clutching the fabric tightly. "Please don’t discard me, Master! I’ve been loyal to only you since the first time we fucked. You’re the only one who truly understands me... nobody else has ever given me what I need. I’ll even form a slave contract if you want!"
I sigh and gently stroke her cum-stained cheek. "Not yet. If you do that now, the higher-ups will notice and remove you from your position. Be patient."
She nods obediently, gazing up at me with complete devotion.
Suddenly, several firm knocks echo through the office door. I move quickly, sitting properly in Lasawani’s executive chair like I belong there. Lasawani scrambles in panic, grabbing tissues to wipe the cum from her face and chest as quickly as possible before buttoning her blouse and pulling her skirt back into place. She smooths out her hair, takes a steady breath, and walks toward the door.
She opens it.
A tall cat-woman steps inside, nearly six feet tall. Long grey hair cascades down her back, matching the soft grey fur covering her twitching ears and long tail that droops slightly behind her. She wears a cropped top that exposes her powerfully toned abs and the long, vicious scar carved across her abdomen from some old battle. A skimpy skirt barely hides her muscular thighs, paired with white stockings that emphasize her long, strong legs. Her breasts are absurdly large, straining tightly against her bra, yet the rest of her body carries the sharp, dangerous grace of an experienced warrior. Despite her imposing height and hardened physique, she remains undeniably feminine and strikingly beautiful. A bright yet shy smile spreads across her face.
I recognize her immediately. She’s the cat-woman from the get-together party — the one I locked eyes with across the room that night.
"Nice to meet you," she says softly, though her voice remains steady. Then she extends her hand. "I’m Roku."
I stand and shake her hand firmly. Her palm feels rough and thick, hardened by years of gripping weapons. The contrast between those warrior hands and her beautiful feminine body sparks genuine interest inside me.
"I’m Jacob," I reply with a calm smile.
Lasawani clears her throat and steps toward the door. "I’ll excuse myself for about thirty minutes so you two can... bond before the shoot begins." She gives me one final submissive glance before slipping out and quietly shutting the door behind her.
Now only Roku and I remain inside the office. She stands tall before me, her tail swaying nervously while her ears twitch faintly. Her shy smile remains, though I notice the slight tension in her shoulders.
I sit back down and gesture toward the couch — the same one I had just fucked Lasawani on.
"So, Roku. Tell me about yourself," I say smoothly.
She relaxes slightly, her grey ears twitching again. "I love hunting monsters," she replies warmly, her voice carrying genuine passion. "There’s nothing better than tracking a powerful monster through a dungeon and feeling my blades tear through its flesh. The thrill of combat...makes me feel alive." She pauses, frustration briefly crossing her beautiful face. "But my class keeps holding me back. No matter how many E-Rank monsters I kill, I can’t rise above E-Rank in the Guild. Most adventurers see the Pornstar class as mediocre. They think I’m only here for show and wasting my time."
I nod while watching her carefully. Her ripped abs flex subtly as she speaks, and the large scar across her abdomen catches the light. Despite her warrior physique, there’s still an unexpected shyness in the way she carries herself.
"I understand that," I reply. "I have the Pornstar class too, yet I love experimenting with magic. I spend hours studying spells and runes whenever I’m free. Our class doesn’t define what we can become if we work hard enough. One day, I’d like to enter a dungeon with you. We could hunt together."
Roku’s golden cat eyes widen dramatically. Something inside her expression shifts — like a wall suddenly collapsing. Her tail shoots upright before slowly beginning to wag. A bright, hopeful smile blooms across her face.
"You... you’d really do that with me?" she asks, disbelief filling her voice.
