Riven VIII: The Slave's Transcendence, the Sacred Tree Goddess

Rather dramatically, the next morning, Riven still woke before Ron did.

When Ron got up, he looked around at the spotless room, aired out until it had no trace of odor, and once again thanked the heavens that Riven had not snapped his neck after waking.

And also... the sheets beneath him had actually been changed. Was he really sleeping that hard?

"Mm!"

Ron sat up, holding his head, and when he was about to look for Riven, he suddenly realized he was stepping on a head of smooth, silky hair.

"Huh? You, Riven?!" He looked down, stunned.

"You're awake, Master."

What Ron was stepping on was Riven, fully dressed and lying flat on the floor while waiting for him. The tenacious female warrior greeted him in a calm, even tone.

"Ah, no, I, I just..."

I just wanted to make last night a little more interesting.

Ron was about to say the excuse he had prepared, but then he suddenly realized that Riven seemed to have fully adapted to the role of a slave.

And when he had just denied it, Ron could clearly feel her trembling.

Riven seemed to be afraid of this situation. She was afraid that he would not acknowledge the relationship between them.

Maybe the training had been completed without either of them noticing.

Ron let out a long breath.

The guilt, the commands, the thoughts, the lust, and even his family... at last, he could survive this nerve-racking stretch of time.

"Get up, Riven."

Once Riven was standing properly, Ron looked at her fit warrior's body, then patted her smooth cheek and asked, "Do you really want to do this?"

Riven nodded without hesitation. "Yes, Master."

"Hah, if that's the case," Ron said with a feigned sigh of regret. He held Riven's chin and looked straight into those crimson eyes. "Then, as the sole heir of the Trapein family, I, Ron Trapein, hereby declare that the sex slave Riven will become my private property, and I bestow upon you a new name: Riven Trapein."

"Yes. Riven Trapein will never fail to live up to your honor, Master." Riven knelt on one knee and saluted him with a knight's gesture.

"Mm, then let's celebrate this morning with a simple blowjob."

Ron smiled faintly and brought his morning-hard cock to her lips. Riven naturally leaned in and started sucking.

Now, this warrior would gladly obey any command he gave her, with no possibility of betrayal.

Riven's tongue slid over the head of Ron's cock, her little mouth sucking at the foul scent that had enchanted her, until Ron shot his first load of the day down her throat. Only then did Riven swirl her tongue through the sticky taste and swallow it down.

After breakfast, Ron ordered Riven to put on smoky eye makeup and tear-streaked makeup like Karma's, then paired it with Ionia-style clothes. At a glance, barely anyone could tell that she was from Noxus.

After that, he went to the market and bought a new wooden basin to replace the one in the house.

As for the one he had used for enemas, he casually tossed it into some sheep pen, and never bothered to check whose it was.

After all that, Ron brought Riven back to the little cabin. Since Riven's training was finished, it was time for him to begin the second stage of the plan.

Aside from the things he used to make potions, nothing in the cabin was especially valuable. Ron left behind anything like wooden basins and the like, and together with Riven he packed a few sets of clothes and blankets, as well as some nuts, dried fish, and other food.

"Master, it's all packed."

After tying up the bundle with a rope, Riven turned back and respectfully told Ron.

Every time she called him "Master," a strange sense of happiness filled her mind, so Riven was practically delighted to submit to Ron.

Not only that, but the thrill of conquest and the guilt that had vanished only made her even more certain this was the right thing to do.

"Riven, before we leave, come with me somewhere. You'll be transcended there." While Riven was taking care of her side, Ron also tied up his own things.

"Yes." The female warrior nodded obediently and followed his lead toward that familiar direction.

Before long, the two of them arrived inside that pitch-black cave. This was the final bodily baptism Ron had prepared for Riven.

"Here..."

Still being fondled through her clothes on the way there, Riven panted lightly as she looked into the cave's interior, faintly sensing that something deep inside was drawing her in.

"Can you feel it?" Ron asked in surprise. Maybe it was because of that drop of white liquid, he thought.

Or maybe... a darker thought crossed Ron's mind. Could it be because Riven had swallowed too much of his semen?

Considering that he had once eaten the remains of a fruit, that was possible too.

"Yes, Master. There's something below here." Riven lit a torch and asked Ron.

"There is. Something that can make you better."

Ron led Riven forward, and before long the two of them reached the enormous fruit tree radiating pure white light.

"This..." Riven stared blankly at the fairy-tale scene before her. The fruit tree, glowing softly in the darkness, was exactly the color of "hope" in her heart.

"It's beautiful!"

The female warrior praised it like that.

"It really is beautiful," Ron agreed, patting her shoulder. Even though he was not very close to the tree, the murky pressure aimed at magic still made it hard for him to breathe.

"Riven, take off your clothes, then climb the tree."

"Yes, Master."

Riven immediately stripped off the soft clothes on her body, revealing her resilient wheat-toned skin, her beautiful back, and those round, smooth cheeks of her ass.

But just as Riven's soft, pale feet stepped into the pure white slime on the ground, she suddenly felt a strange energy flow through her body.

It was as if she had just absorbed part of it, and as she moved forward, the feeling of energy being drawn in through the soles of her feet only grew stronger.

So hot... the soles of her feet were burning hot...

Riven endured the discomfort in her feet and kept moving forward, but from Ron's perspective outside, her body had begun to emit the same white glow as the tree.

What was going on?

Ron was first stunned. He could only confirm that the tree's energy was harmless, but he had no idea what effect it would have on Riven.

Still, since they were already here, and confident in his own judgment, Ron did not call Riven back. Instead, he watched her continue forward until she climbed the tree.

"See the one on the left? Take it into your mouth, then swallow it," Ron told Riven, who had climbed up the trunk.

Riven followed his instructions and took that fruit into her mouth, swallowing it without the slightest hesitation.

Almost instantly, Riven felt as if the fruit had dissolved in her saliva, becoming a scorching turbid current that spread through her mouth.

"Then the branch above it. Sit on it and let your asshole take the second one," Ron said.

"Yes."

Riven blushed. Using a little force as if swinging on a horizontal bar, she flung her body onto the thick branch.

The second fruit.

Riven slowly crouched. This plump fruit was no trouble for her. The moment it touched the slick of her back passage, the same scorching flow gave her a small, shuddering anal climax.

"The third..." Just as Riven's climax had passed, Ron was about to tell her what the third fruit was for when he suddenly noticed that all the white light dots in the entire space were gathering toward the tree roots, then transforming into surging streams of energy that funneled upward.

"This... ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Before Riven could even react, she felt a hot, sticky liquid pour into her body, and her hypersensitive asshole was instantly assaulted by a tide of pleasure.

"W-what is going on?!"

An endless climax filled every cell in Riven's body, and even her bones became unbearably hot from it.

The energy on the luminous tree came in wave after wave, as if endless, giving her a pleasure and ecstasy beyond anything she had ever imagined in her life.

"Mm~ ahn~ I'm, I'm going to die!"

Little by little, the heat of that pleasure robbed Riven of her reason. She rode the branch like a puddle of soft, aching flesh, her body trembling and convulsing, and even her incoherent mouth finally lost all sound beneath one sharp, broken moan.

The energy extraction process lasted a full day and night, and Ron stubbornly waited for her for that entire day and night.

In the end, together with that fruit tree, the white glow vanished completely from the space.

Aside from Riven floating in the sky, she had become the only thing still shining in that pitch-black cave.

At this moment, Riven looked like a newborn infant, her skin pale and tender with a watery translucence.

Her plump body exuded an untouchable perfection and whiteness, like an exalted goddess, and the radiance cast from her body brought with it a holiness so intense it was hard to look at her directly.

Until--

"Thump!"

That deafening heartbeat meant her rebirth.

Riven opened her eyes, and her crimson pupils looked so dark, so alluring.

That noble goddess floated in midair, lifting her graceful little feet and walking step by step through the empty air toward Ron.

"Ri, Riven?" Ron forced down the urge to worship at her feet and stared at her in disbelief.

He only hoped she had not been possessed by something.

Otherwise, he had no idea what he would do.

"Master." Riven lowered her head toward him, even though the warrior's appearance had not changed at all, and the tear-streaked makeup on her face was still there.

But her bearing had changed beyond all recognition.

She was still the same female warrior who had ridden across battlefields, but if Ron had to describe what she felt like now, he would say he was facing a valkyrie.

And maybe because of that makeup, Riven's scarlet eyes, which had once only been beautiful, were now incomparably seductive.

It was as if her entire being had been fully sublimated, reborn as a bewitching beauty no one could hope to reach.

"Riven, your body..."

Because she was flying, the only thing Ron could touch was her soft white feet.

These boneless jade-like feet felt unbelievably soft, and Ron could not stop himself from imagining how wonderful it would be to pin down this body of flesh and have her beneath him.

"Yes. This is an ancient sacred tree of Ionia. In an earlier era, it was worshiped by the people of that time."

It looked like Riven had inherited memories related to that sacred tree. Ron nodded and waited for her to continue.

"But because of shifts in the earth's crust, the people of Ionia lost this sacred tree, and over time it was also approaching death."

"Now it has transformed my body and given me all of its energy, making me its consciousness, or rather, another version of itself," Riven said after thinking for a moment.

"So you mean the tree became part of you?" Ron asked.

He knew of similar cases, but from the way Riven described it, this seemed to be the reverse.

Because this tree had no mind of its own, it remade Riven into another version of itself and gave all of its energy to her.

"Yes, Master. You could put it that way."

Riven nodded and leaned in, lightly tapping Ron's swollen cock with her toes.

Even just her toes carried such extraordinary sensation that Ron's whole body trembled.

In that instant, he had the illusion that his cock had swollen a full size larger.

"What does Master want to use?" Riven teased the swollen, heated head with her toes, and before long sticky pre-cum began to bead from the slit.

Ron drew in a deep breath as he looked at Riven's playful little mouth, and finally said, "Your mouth."

Even though he wanted to take Riven's virginity right now, with his current stamina there was no way he could afford it.

"As you command, Master."

Riven smiled seductively. She first toyed with Ron's cock using her toes; the delicate jade-colored feet and the oversized glans matched perfectly, as if those wicked little feet had been made for footplay from birth.

It seemed that after gaining power, Riven had also gained quite a bit of confidence in this sort of thing.

But before she could provoke Ron's displeasure, she lowered her head and skillfully took his glans into her mouth.

Looking down at those captivating eyes, those exquisite features, and that mouth that now seemed goddess-like, her lips felt as if they had become a real fuckhole - tight, wet, and so tempting that he could not help imagining his cock buried in a slick pussy.

Riven's skin had grown a shade paler, but it was still powerfully strong.

This battlefield valkyrie of Noxus had been recognized by the sacred tree, and her body and appearance had been sublimated in every possible way.

From a human perspective, calling the current Riven a goddess would not be an exaggeration.

A goddess had become his broodmare, his sex slave.

The thought alone made Ron's blood heat up.

He roughly grabbed Riven by the hair, slammed his hips against her delicate face, and fucked her tight, wanton mouth mercilessly, savoring the double blow of conquest and pleasure.

Before long, foul-smelling white cum burst into Riven's throat. Riven swallowed hard, then carefully sucked at the residue left on Ron's cock.

With a "pop," Ron pulled his cock free, and Riven savored the sticky taste lingering in her mouth.

She smiled seductively and looked at her master with a moving softness. "Thank you, Master."

"..."

Ron rolled his tired eyes and, after getting dressed, immediately walked out of the cave.

Since all the magical resources inside had been absorbed by Riven, and after merging with the sacred tree, the sex slave beside him was filled with a strange, irresistible allure in every gesture. His limp cock went hard again.

But really, he could not take any more.

Supported by Riven, Ron left the cave, and the two of them went back to the cabin to rest for the night.