Lustbound: The System Of Temptation

Chapter Three: Missions

The sound of the door to the room he was in opening roused Greg from sleep. Groggily, Greg cast a glance at a window on the far side of the room. Through it, he saw that the sky had turned orange. It seems that he had slept through the whole afternoon and well into the evening. Greg's gaze turned towards the door to find that the healer had returned. She was carrying with her a small basin and a piece of cloth was slung over her shoulder. It was these two items that she would use to wipe him down. The process wasn't too comfortable, given all the injuries that he'd suffered. Greg, however, still appreciated that she took the effort to clean him. From his inherited memories, Greg knew that he had two parents, a brother, and a sister. Why none of them ever showed up, he didn't as yet know. Given that this was a strange new world, Greg wasn't willing to jump to conclusions. Their absence, however, made the care that this woman offered all the more appreciated in Greg's eyes.

DING.

A light sound rang in Greg's head. Instinctively, Greg turned his attention toward the stamp-sized screen at the edge of his vision. There was now a bright red dot at the top right corner of the small screen. Greg couldn't help but note how much this resembled a dot notification as was common in smartphones back on earth. Whatever this system was, it seemed to be adopting a mode of interaction that a twenty-first-century earthling like Greg would be familiar with. Whether this was a coincidence or the thing was tailor-made for him in particular, he didn't know. He, however, wouldn't complain. It was a lot more convenient this way. After about three seconds of staring at the stamp-sized screen, it enlarged once again to cover most of his vision.

NEW MISSIONS AVAILABLE.

Greg had been expecting to see the old screen with something new added. Instead, these three words were now flashing on the screen. The word 'missions' was glowing in a different color to the other two words and so Greg intuitively clicked on it. Unlike was the case with the previous page, this time there was a response, much to Greg's pleasant surprise. A new page with nine tabs opened.

BASIC.

INTERMEDIATE.

ADVANCED.

EXPERT.

ADVENTUROUS.

DAREDEVIL.

TWISTED.

ROGUE

MILESTONE.

It didn't take long for Greg to work out that each of the different tabs held various missions categorized based on their nature and difficulty. On the first tab, the one labeled as basic, were five very simple missions:

Ø Interact with the healer for five minutes.

Ø Talk to the healer for a minute.

Ø Hold the healer's gaze for ten seconds.

Ø Make the healer smile.

Ø Hold the healer's hand for five seconds.

As far as Greg could tell, the basic missions were of the kind that, unless one was extremely socially awkward, anyone could complete. Unconsciously, he'd already resolved to complete them. Greg turned his attention to the next tab. A cursory glance at the five available missions on this page and he could see that they upped the ante. The missions were:

Ø Tell a lewd joke to the healer.

Ø Make the healer laugh at a lewd joke.

Ø Hold the healer close for ten seconds.

Ø Kiss the healer.

Ø Turn the healer on.

The missions on the intermediate tab were not as easy as the ones in the basic tab. Greg's assessment of them was that how hard they were depended on two factors. The first was how smooth one was with the ladies. In this aspect, he wasn't too bothered. In his previous life, while Greg was not exactly a Casanova that could bed ladies left, right, and center, he also wasn't clueless. He was, at the very least, confident that he could charm a woman if he wanted to. However, the second factor in assessing how easy or hard these missions could be was dependent on the target. If the target was another girl his age that he was familiar with, then it wouldn't be that hard to accomplish the missions. In the present, however, it was the healer that was before him. Greg was daring enough that he could maybe try the first mission. Who knows, he might even accomplish the second mission in the process. But as far as the other missions in this tab were concerned, Greg didn't see any chance of them being achieved.

Greg moved on to the next tab, curious to see what the advanced missions would be.

Ø Deep kiss the healer for a minute.

Ø Grope an intimate part of the healer's body.

Ø Have an intimate part of your body groped by the healer.

Ø Flash the healer.

Ø Get the healer to flash you.

Ø Get a handjob from the healer.

Ø Pleasure the healer with your hands.

By this point, Greg could already see what the missions were building up to. When he thought about it, however, it shouldn't have been that shocking that these were the kinds of missions offered. I mean, the word 'EROS' was right there in the title of whatever this strange system was. It doesn't get any more on the nose than that. Choosing to forge ahead, Greg turned his attention to the next tab. The 'Expert' missions were:

Ø Strip the healer completely naked.

Ø Orally pleasure the healer.

Ø Receive oral pleasure from the healer.

Ø Have sex with the healer.

Ø Bring the healer to orgasm.

Ø Attain an orgasm from having sex with the healer.