NTR Quest Bad End 37 - Academy - Manipulation

“Okay.” Aiden relented.

“You'll do it?”

“Yes, I will use my powers against my own moral judgment.” You did not pick up on the gravity he stated that with.

“Finally!” You breathed a sigh of relief.

“But Hero...” Aiden faced you and leaned close.

“What is it? Anything. This will solve all of my problems.”

He stared into your eyes. “In exchange I just need you to trust me, is all.” She claimed innocently.

“Of course. You are the last one. The only one that stuck by me, despite my... Well, you know.” You chuckled. Before you could turn, she gripped your hand and turned you so that you would continue facing her.

“Then I'm sorry for this.”

“Oh no...” Your heart sunk. Despite those words, you could not shake your trust in her. You knew what she did and felt what she was going to do, but none of it seemed bad or outside your interest. All because of that one, simple, innocuous little promise.

While still holding your hand she asked. “Promise me that you'll let go of what happened to the group. You'll let go of your ambitions for this school and the Seranes. Let go. Would... That be an issue? You trust that I know what's best, right?” It was cute that she was still so uncertain despite having you perfectly in her grasp. She was a natural and she never even knew it until now.

“No.” You relented.
“I know you have my best interests at heart, Aiden.” You could not feel any other way. She breathed a sigh of relief, but also seemed fairly off-put.
“What's wrong?”

“It feels hollow. Unearned. It's not real.” She frowned bitterly and turned to face the Mirror.
“I can't do this, I just don't have the stomach for it.” She panned her gaze up into her own eyes. You stood beside her.
“Yet.” She ordered you to look away with a glance.

“What are you going to do?” You questioned as you averted your gaze to the side of the room faithfully. Without first hearing an answer you heard her speak.

“You must agree to be ambitious and aim for the throne at all costs. You must set your morals aside where a greater good can be achieved. You should agree to have no reservations in using your powers to achieve your goals.” There was a pause, a short breath followed by.
“I agree to all. How is that?” she asked.
“Is it what you wanted?”

“N... o..” You cringed.
“But I believe in you.”

She slipped in front of you and pressed herself against you, caressing your cheek as she stared up with wide eyes.
“It does not feel good, does it? To know that you have been manipulated. Your feelings themselves have been altered. You can not find a way to hate what I have done to you, even though you know. Even though I am telling you now. The old me did not wish that upon anyone. It really is a horrible, empty thing to rob someone of their choice. Promises should be kept out of intent to do so. Broken promises teach us... The hardships that are endured to keep promises temper the agreements and forge stronger bonds. The agreement without the ability to decline is just...” She clicked her tongue.
“It's just so wrong. I never liked this. How can we even trust one another without the ability to feel distrust at other points? Well... There is trust but it becomes a mockery of the idea of trust itself. And why ask you, who's choice is robbed?” She ranted.
“You have one certain answer. Say it. Try to say otherwise!” She demanded in frustration.

You gulped and shook. “I... Trust your judgment.”

She crossed one arm over her chest and covered her mouth as she choked up slightly. “Leave it all behind, Aiden. It's over. No more lamenting. What's done is done.” Aiden embraced you tightly for a while. You rested a hand over her back. After a little while like that she looked up. Her lips parted and she prepared to offer more conditions and agreements.

-

It was not a terrible fate at all, all things considered. The two of you left the Academy for the city below. You were conditioned into a Knight. With your skill and ability to learn you perfected all of the skills necessary to protect Aiden without fault. The new Princess of the kingdom made her debut with you at her side. She played the nobles as one of her class was supposed to. She made deals, she used her powers and she made promises. The absence of her brother left a power vacuum that she easily filled with your assistance. Gradually even the Prince's connections in the Academy fell to Aiden's influence while the Royal Knights that remained in the capital were a weak force compared to your magical and martial prowess. With the drive that she granted you, you became an army on your own that would provide the force that she needed to influence those that could not be bought except with respect and force.

When it became clear that the army was losing in the north you were sent to clean up. Where the Prince and the Royal Knights failed, you defeated a Commander known as Djir with some effort. In his defeat he submitted to your power and proclaimed his love for you. However, you were unable to become interested in anything like that. You were bound only to the princess. It was a promise. The Gnoll seemed saddened both by the claim and the circumstance surrounding it. He offered to help free you, but you naturally refused.

After, a fox with silver hair and a familiar-looking body approached you from behind the Gnoll, but the only thing that was familiar about her, that reminded you of that woman back at the hall, were the crimson tips on her ears and tail.

“I am Raithe. You have defeated us, but know that you also have a place among us, Hero. Your power as a Turais has the potential to guard the world, but you are bound. Please come with me and Djir. Come to Demonkine and meet our Mother. She will help you.” The woman offered with a gentle smile and an outstretched hand.

-

Raithe was taken to the ground. You were ordered to subdue the invaders, so it was all you could do to take out your urges on the attractive Fox. It was a minor allounce within your layered conditioning. Her eyes crossed as you kept her ass lifted up into the air and her face pushed into the dirt.
“W-wait! This is not how this is supposed to g-” She gasped as you pushed your solid member into her and began fucking the woman into submission.
“Oh... St-” Another lewd moan escaped her lips.
“St...” She gave up, her tail wagged rapidly in front of you as you continued to fuck her.
“I give! I surrender! I'm sorry, Hero! Please f-forgive us!” She begged as you continued to ram into her, completely unimpeded by her words. Her pussy made lewd sounds as it gushed from your efforts. Raithe lost sense and salivated beneath you. Djir stared on hungrily and submissively. You glanced over him with a dull, hollow gaze. The man was salivating as well but only staring in your direction.

“You...” You thought that he would have some curses for you. Instead he gushed.
“You are amazing! You are perfect! Please...” As you fucked the girl that claimed to be his sister into a pleasured stupor the Gnoll sauntered over to you. While still wounded he knelt next to you and lowered his head.
“I simply want to be near you. You need not do anything, Hero. I would like to be by your side.”

In response to the heartfelt plea you sighed and offered a mere shrug. “Very well. I will alert the princess of your surrender and take you and this one as 'hostages' for the continued peace of Demonkine and Prusby.” You claimed, offering a short grunt as you finally nutted inside of Raithe's quivering cunt.

-

Despite your love for the princes you were forced to watch passively as she courted a noble. It was an important marriage. A political marriage between the Patrician of Orr-Cheshire named Sam. It was especially difficult as he came with two wives already. Two familiar women that stirred emotion in you that you no longer knew you had.

“Well, if it isn't my son in law! What a surprise!” Sam clapped his hands excitedly and slapped you on the shoulder. Your eyes never left your passive mother and sister. They did not look like the same women you had left when you left home. In fact, they barely seemed to recognize you at all. They were dressed like slave dancers with collars and lewd piercing decorating their naked, tattooed bodies. They seemed happy in an empty kind of way. It was something you almost seemed to share with them.
“It's an amazing coincidence, isn't it princess? I'm gonna feel bad about leaving those girls to be lesser wives, since they've been so good to me.” He winked at you. You began to boil.
“However... Let's be honest. They are no princesses. Neither of them. I can simply toss them aside without too much trouble.” He grinned.

You drew your sword, or came close. The princess shot you a look. “You must PROMISE to protect Sam as you would myself! This union is important to Trysk as a whole. Understood? Trust me.”

“I t-trust your judgment.” You offered shakily.

-

With the forced trust you watched passively as Sam used his means to take full advantage of Aiden. There was nothing you could do as the smell of incense filled the palace and slowly the Princess's vibrant emerald eyes became dulled.

“Just say the word.” Djir offered.

“We have to trust the Princess and... Her husband.”

“We both see it. This only ends one way.” Djir warned.

“I understand. This must be how she intended it to go. I have to trust her judgment.”

The Gnoll shook his head and sighed. “Got it.”

-

You were present when it finally happened. You stood facing Aiden as Sam placed his hand over her eyes while they both sit together on the princesses palatial bed. His other hand was between her legs. Her body had become incredibly attractive and feminine since her time in the Academy with you, but even more so while Sam was in the Palace. His free hand rolled up from between her thighs over her belly and breasts. Her body shook.

“C-can feel it... Hero... I m-may have...” Befor she could admit she made a mistake her body relaxed. Sam removed his hand from over her eyes. Far more dull and barely green at all. They kept the same power but lost all luster and intelligence. She turned to smile at the fat man and stood up on her toes to kiss him.
“Thank you dear. I feel so much better now, my King. I am so pleased to serve as YOUR queen.”

“You'll be happy to surrender the throne? The power of the seat? What a surprise!” Sam winked at you.

“Of course. My blood holds the titles, however it is you that shall hold all the power, my King. Please...” she dropped down to her knees and began worshiping his cock as you watched placidly.
“Please allow me to serve you exclusively as your wife. I wish to be a part of your world. I will not seek power, just pleasure at your feet, my love.” She offered passionately. Her eyes caught yours as she held and licked Sam's member. You merely looked on sadly. You had to trust that her judgment was correct.