Okay. It is happening. I put those warning for a reason. I want to warn you. In one or two places it may get… kinky. Nothing much yet, but still… I just want to humbly remind that in story description there are: “+18” “sex” and “slavery”…. But you are still reading it you bunch of horny dogs… tssh, with who am I forced to work YES THERE WIL BE SEX IN THIS CHAPTER
Oh, and rest of chapter maybe… bit crazy
Edited by: KenChi死
I chewed some herbs that I brought with me on this journey, as I was walking back to the camp. I took em’ mostly for cases like this one – to get rid of the smell of flesh and blood from my mouth. I will also need to visit the lake, for I am cover in blood from my little battle with the lizards.
The lake itself was already empty, apparently the guyz already were here to clean themselves. Snapping my fingers I made the witch robe to disappear. Just like that. Convenient part of soulbound items.
I jumped inside the cold water and rested my back on some rock trying to relax my painfully tense muscles. The deeper we walked into the cave, oh irony, the brighter it became, thanks to a blue glowing mushrooms and some plant growing near the ceiling. The place itself also changed. First floor was an ordinary cave, at the 2nd we were greeted by gates guarded by monuments of two lizards, and now, the deeper we came, the cave became more… inhabited? Civilized? Here and there you could witness something that, in my opinion, supposed to look like some kind of hut, somewhere was a piece of the wall, like some kind of castle, but never finished… they were place here and there without any logical pattern… as if dungeon was trying to mimic small cities… cities that it never saw with its own “eyes”.
Maybe it “heard” adventurers talking about their homes and tried to… nah, I shouldn’t dwell further in consideration about the dungeon sanity nor architecture. One – it ain’t going to be useful to me, two – I have simply no valid data to make anything more than speculation. Oh, and three – this is NOT why I am here. I am here to have fun and kill… not necessary in that order.
Now, as I am clean and shiny I can resume my march back. It didn’t take me long, just two minutes or so.
Yet I was greeted with an unfamiliar air around my companions. Marika wasn’t looking at me, Mrogul actually was looking at me too much and his hand was placed a bit too close to his warhammer. Only Loki was smiling as he usually did.
* “Yo Zari!” he yell “It took you quiet some time to get back here, were you doing something dirty on your way here?”
* “Opposite of that, I was getting clean.”
* “Whatever… Now I have an idea! Let’s talk about ourselves! Nothing tightens up the bonds of friendship like good, honest talk! You start Zari!”
* “The hell? What am I supposed to say?”
* “Hmmm, maybe what kind of food you like the most? What places you want to visit? Why are you eating the guts of monsters raw when no one is watching, and finish with what kind of woman you like? You know, just your regular stuff!”
O-ho, so this is why they are acting like they have stick in their ass. Marika hissed at Loki
* “You were supposed to ask less directly!”
* “You can’t ask about woman less directly!”
Now they were trying to turn it into a joke.
* “I have nothing again answering, you know?” I said while sitting at the opposite end of the campfire. “Favorite food? That would be all kinds of sweets… I know, not exactly manly, but I can’t hold myself after I see a good cheesecake… Places? Maybe take a romantic walk in the light of the moon near some ancient ruins of a castle? Would be nice, I guess… I eat guts when no one is watching to not make anyone disgusted, that for sure… and woman? Hard to tell, I am not sure if I have one type… anything else.”
* “Zari, it is not what I asked and you know that…”
* “If you want to ask something, ask directly. No need to cover your fear in the illusion of friendly talk nor fake courage.”
I was looking him in the eyes. Calm. He was quiet, so I allowed myself to continue.
* “Almost every human I met so far was hiding his true intents toward me. Trying to beguile me with nice words and fake smiles, just to use me and then cast me aside. You are… such stupid creatures… When you are scared, you jump into danger thinking that acting brave will save you, when you have no knowledge about something, you pretend to know everything just to impress each another. You are raping your instincts, yet you still somehow managed to dominate this continent. I know only one thing. I became an adventurer to stop being used. To release myself from lies. Ask directly, or don’t ask at all.”
The camp once again became silent as the uneasy atmosphere became stronger and stronger.
* “If you are afraid to hurt my feeling, you already did it. If you are not going to ask, I will not answer. And it will only make me not trust you, and you to stop trusting me.” I said while I shoved another part of a food ratio into my mouth.
Loki only breathed heavily and said
* “We have heard stories among adventurers. Some are tales for kids, some are legends, some are myths… We have one particular… about Faceless. He was supposed to be a boy that… ugh… I will cut it to the end okay? It is some kind of mimic creature that is highly addicted to… meat. Fresh meat. And it is lonely. It would, from time to time, visit human settlements, make friends, and enjoy his time until his addiction would kick in again. It would do everything to stop himself… start eating animals raw first… but… do I really need to say where the story is heading? Zari, the problem is, that there are usually two kinds of creatures that eat meat… raw. The one that do it because of instinct and low intelligence… and the one which are…” here he made a gesture near his head which supposed to mean ill-in-head.
* “Saying bluntly, as you already know that I am not an animal, you are afraid that I am some spooky boogieman.” Well… now I have a problem. “Heh… actually you would be partly right.”
I said with wide grin, but not a evil-I-will-devour-you-all-grin, just a friendly grin
* “I am definitely not a human… the only things you need to know is that: one – I am not your “Faceless” nor any other beast that will tear you apart, two – I am not addicted in any way to raw meat, actually I hate it, I told you that prefer candy already? I probably do, three – ol’ man Jericho knows exactly what I am. And he trusts me. Cuz’ I am not human there are many who would like to see me dead, Jericho accepted me as his student for he wanted me to fight for my life. I am one of a kind… it is pretty lonely… to be one of the kind.”
* “Zari, you still lied to us.”
* “No, I didn’t. The face you see is my own. I didn’t tell you what I am to keep you safe. You are… pretty heavy drinkers guys… I can’t risk for one of you to get drunk, go to screw some whore, as you would be light-headed, and say here that you have a beast-like-friend. She may tell another one, the another one would tell to yet another… and finally someone would come for me.”
After a few minutes of silence I resume
* “I was a human up till a few month ago, you know? I give up my humanity to… save a village… and right away I was kick out of it. But I didn’t mind. I lived as a hermit in the dense forest by my own, until assassins came for me. What was I supposed to do? Staying with humans – bad. Leaving humans and moving to the forest – bad… what do you want me to do? I just want to live… I just want to live…”
As I talked the sorrow started rising in my heart. My lungs somehow were getting less and less air, I start hyperventilating. Am I crying?
* “Fuck… we brought it to far!” Loki was frightened in a strange way, Marika jumped on her tinny feet and rushed at me giving me a hug.
* “Zari, we are sorry! It was supposed to be a joke!” Wha… “We told you that we love to mock newbies! It was supposed to be a prank! Sometimes we pretend that we are monsters that are eating newbies on first missions, but I saw you back there eating those hearts and I decided to tell the rest to change the script! You really think we would mind it?! When we are starving and trapped in a dungeon we eat monster too! Bah! Mrogul parade covered in guts as part of his idiotic ritual! We are sorry, we didn’t know that you had such a hard past…”
… My insides were screaming. I found a new home and the idea that I would be kicked out of it again was making me numb with fear. And here they are telling me that it was supposed to be yet another joke…
The fear vanished. What replace him was pure fury.
* “A joke…”
* “Yes… sorry… we a…”
* “YOU FUCKING DENSE IDIOTS! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU SO HARD THAT YOU WILL DIE OF DEATH!”
* “Now, now, now, now… calm down plea…
* “DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO!”
* “Zari… now you are actually scary…”
* “I AM SCARY NOW?! NO YOU LITLLE FUCKER, I AM GOING TO BE SCARY IN A BLOODY SECOND! YOU ASKED WHAT I AM!? I AM GOING TO FUCKING SHOW YOU WHAT I AM!”
I felt my muscles shifting, they apparently saw that too, in the end it is hard to NOT notice skin bulging and crawling as if bugs were digging their way under it.
I wanted to make a show. But something hit me in the head and I blacked out.
* “Marika… where did you find the branch to hit him? He will be even more pissed when he wakes up…”
* “I…I…I will take care of it!” Marika said eagerly.
Weird. I was hit in the head… was I? I am pretty sure that I was. But I was also 5 floors under ground. In a cave. Caves are humid, smells like wet moss and ground, on which we were laying, should be hard and uncomfortable. Even if laying on our adventurous sleeping bad.
So why the hell is the air so dry, almost too dry, I can smell roses and honey and I am pretty sure that I am laying on a bed.
And I am being petted, someone is caressing my hair while huming.
* “I know you are awake Zari… well, the word “awake” may be misleading now.” The voice I haven’t heard in quite some time.
I opened my eyes just to see the mischievous smile on the red lips of Heira.
* “Mornin’ sleepyhead.”
Something is off
* “Last time I was here I could barely think, not to mention moving…” I said while lifting my hand
* “Many factors can improve the way you feel in different realms.” She didn’t stop caressing me
* “Like?”
* “Like your spirituality, in the end it’s the power of connecting your mind to sprits, another factor is your affinity, it grows alongside with you… last but not least are my powers… for the next month and half my power to influence the world will be the greatest…”
* “…”
* “You don’t know what day it is? Hey, back on Earth you were celebrating it too… It’s the day of death honey, my power will grow and grow up to the shortest day of the year, when they would reach their absolute peak. And then we will have the day of the “birth of the sun” when the days start getting longer… you worshiped that day too… under the same name… until the whole Christianity kicked in and they rename it as the day to be birth of there god… silly… they made it the 25th of December, even as it was never mentioned when he was actually born… the only purpose was to get rid of the pagan festival… but you already know it… of course you do…”
She went back to humming and patting.
* “Why did you bring me here… and you may already say where is “here””
* “We are in the so called hell, of course… and I dragged you here… just to tell you what a jerk you are! I gave you powers… I gave you my to… my servant as a pet, and you never call, never write letters… I thought that I may give you to one of my succubus for a night, just to teach you a lesson… but as you were already here… ahh, I am growing too old for this sh… my, my… pardon me, a lady must watch her language. Wanna take a walk?”
I stood up. I still couldn’t move completely freely, as if I was in state on being verry tired, my eyes were heavy, muscles tense from exhaustion. Almost immediately I felt like going back to bed.
* “You look… older…”
* “Now, that was completely rude!”
* “Pardon me, for I used the wrong word…” I quickly decided to not make the owner of hell angry in her own house “You are looking like a blooming flower. Is that because of this day?”
* “My, my… what a player…” she giggled “I am sure we told you dozens of times already, we can bend avatars to our will. It’s like clothing, we have a full wardrobe and it would be a waste to wear the same thing everyday… or at least thit is what I think, my sisters may have different thoughts about this… speaking of which…”
This is when I noticed, just after I could completely focus my gaze, just a moment ago she was wearing something that could only be called a pajamas, the next second it changed into a goth stylized rococo dress, she also held a small umbrella in one of her hands.
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* “May we leave?”
She asked resting her body on my arm.
The great door (out of her room) opened wide as we left.
* “Many people have many ideas about how our domain works. If you are good you go to heaven, if you are bad you go to hell. Yes, but not always. There are many realms in our domains, for our children, other deities we created as helpers, are ruling them in our names. And thus we have eternal battlefield, were solider may fight all day and night, soaking in blood, pain tuned into semi-pleasure, gathering ecstasy every time they kill… just to be reborn in this realm after a few minutes to fight once again… there are fields of eternal hunt… this one is shared with Aira… but she in nor really interested in the afterlife… What you like you get… Pervs also have there own haven here, in hell… You really need to be kind of a jerk to be cast into hell as you describe it… have you ever read the Divine comedy of Dante? Do not answer, I know that you know half of it by heart, also painting of Hieronymus Bosch picturing hell? Also rhetorical question. This kind of hell is here too…”
* “In which one are we now?” I shouldn’t have asked. I definitely shouldn’t have asked that.
After a second I heard a moan coming from behind one of the closed door. A moan that was a mix of pain and pleasure.
* “Deandare, how many times I have I told you that you should close the door to your workshop… I know that being a watch is turning you on, but please, we have a guest…”
The door was opened and a succubus came out.
What, you want a description of her and the room, don’t you? Eh… fine (you pervs…)
Tanned skin, exotic body with curvy shapes, small horns curved back, small wings, that definitely weren’t suited to fly growing out of her backs just a bit higher than her waist.
And she was wearing something that was resembling a latex suit…. Well calling it a suit is exaggeration, it was nothing but stockings, long gloves, corset… everything attached more than well to her body. She held a whip and fake phallus was attached to her waist.
* “Pardon me, my queen…” She said. Behind her, on the bed a woman was tied and blindfolded. Her whole body was covered in red marks after being hit by the whip. “…oh hello Candy boy…” that was addressed to me “… can it be, that we were talking about him, my queen?” She said licking her lips
* “Change of plans, I am keeping him for myself.” She giggled “But who knows, the night is young, I still may bring him back… and watch… depends on how much this young man would please me with his company.”
* “M…Mistress?” It wasn’t me. Not Heira nor the succubus. The woman tied to the bed moaned. “Mistress where are you…”
* “SHUT UP YOU HORNY SLUT! CAN’T YOU SEE I AM TALKING WITH SOMEONE MUCH MORE IMPORTANT THAN YOU PATHETIC BITCH?!” … actually… she can’t… she is blindfolded… remember? “… no wait… you talked… you dared to speak? Last time I remember I allowed you to bark and only that…” she once again turned back to us “Pardon me, my queen, responsibility is calling… see you around candy boy…” she winked. I shivered.
* “You know…” Heira said, “If you are into that kind of things I will have nothing against letting you join in…”
* “I am afraid I do not like those… that much…”
* “Rarely anyone likes it… until they are introduced to the right succubus… it takes about a week to completely break em’… but sometimes we have special cases ya know? There was a priest sent here… the pure type. He never did it anyone, mediating his whole life… but well, because he never felt true pleasure… Luxia asked me if I can entertain him a little… two hours. He endured two hours before he completely lost to pleasure…”
* “You are mocking me.”
* “True. But the story is also true… can we keep walking?”
We resume our peaceful march.
* “You are a bit stronger… but still not enough. Even if you are getting stronger twice as fast as you’re supposed to… it is still too slow. This is why I allowed myself to prepare something for you.”
* “I just hope it isn’t another succubus.
She laughed cheerfully.
* “Nooo, but… how do you want to combine getting stronger and a night with succubus? It usually goes in the opposite direction, ya know? They will try everything to break you… and rarely let go… unless… maybe instead of being beaten you prefer to beat? In that case I can give you her number… she may show you a few tricks… I will do it right away!”
* “No, wait.. sto…”
She grabbed my wrist painfully and pushed her thumb into my skin. I hissed with pain as something got burned in my skin
A black mark of a single bat wing. It quickly disappeared.
* “It will always be there, if you want a lesson… or the other case… you know how to use it, do you?”
* “… May you… stop using my body like that? I honestly dislike being tattooed everywhere I go… first goblins, then snakes, now you…”
* “It won’t show unless you want it to, stop whining.” She smiled while biting her lip.
We walked out of the castle (far as I could see after some time, we were indeed in a palace like structure) and were now walking through the walls.
* “About you getting stronger” she continued “I can’t tell you everything now, for it would spoil the fun… you will see by yourself in like… a minute? I just want to say two thing before you wake up… one: call me god damn it! Pray to me from time to time! Or next time you will have a session with Deandare… the second one…”
She pushed me to the verge of the wall. The railing was pretty low, so part of my body was hanged over it. One more step and I would fall into the nothingness below.
She leaned to me looking in my eyes. I thing I forgot about breathing. The red lips were getting closer and closer, her gaze was distant and she was panting heavily. If it would continue like this we will kiss each other… But do I mind? With every second, as I look into those brown, warm eyes, I was losing myself…
* “The other thing is… that you will have only one chance to find it… Chase the rabbit, Alice.”
The warmness disappeared from her eyes. She bite her lips as evil, really evil fire burned in her eyes.
She pushed me. She pushed me out of the palace walls. SHE PUSHED ME OUT OF THE FUCKING 50 METERS TALL WALL RIGHT INTO BULGING DARKNESS BELOW!
FOR FUCK SAKE!
The speed of wind start hurting my eyes. I felt as if my heart skipped a beat. Right before the moment I was supposed to hit the boiling mass of nothingness. I woke up.
All covered in sweat.
* “..ari! Zari wake up! Thanks goddess! We couldn’t wake you up, and it looked like you were having a bad dream…”
I changed my position into sitting one.
* “My head…” I hissed “As if I was hit by a train…” I said while I laid my hand over the back of my head.
* “What is a train?”
* “In our case – Marika.” Loki giggled.
* “Zari, we are sorry! We pushed it to far! And then I hit you, and then I… is that a rabbit?”
She said while looking over my shoulder.
* “What is it doing over here?” Behind me the rabbit was sitting with an extremely bored expression. It turned to gaze to us.
* “Finally. How much can you keep folks waiting?”
* “…It talked… didn’t it?” Loki was somewhat impressed
* “Ya got a problem with that?”
* “But… you’re a bunny…”
* “And you are a whining bitch. So what?” Extremely rude black bunny.
* “Listen guys, you ain’t going to remember any of this shit, so please don’t waste my time, Alice get your sweet ass up, we are about to move.”
* “… I am afraid my name is Marika and not Alice…” The only owner of a female name in our camp said
* “Ain’t talking to you whore! Como on Alice! Wonderland can’t wait!... literally can’t wait… the rift is unstable.”
* “What kind of R…” I was curious
* “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ALICE! I AM A GUIDE NOT A FUCKING HELP OFFICE! I was told to bring you with me, and I am about to move. With you or without you!”
And he started hopping away. I jumped to my feets
* “Guyz… I know it is crazy… but I have to follow him. Be a nice team and wait.”
* “Wait!” Loki yelled “What does it mean? Where are you going?”
* “On an adventure!”
I bolted forward after the bunny. Fast son of a…
* “W..where are we going?”
* “To the rabbit hole!”
* “WHY?!”
* “I DON’T KNOW!? AND THIS IS THE FUN PART! HAHAHAHA”
* “The corridor! We walked through the corridor!”
* “CORRIDORS ARE MENT TO WALK THROUGH THEM!”
* “BUT YESTERDAY IT WAS NOT THERE!”
I ran and ran, jumping over smaller rocks desperately trying to keep speed with the oversized and overspeeded (I know that no such word does exist) bunny.
* “THERE! RIGHT THERE! JUMP RIGHT AFTER ME! HAHAHA!”
He said while hopping into a hole. What else was I supposed to do? I was told to chase the rabbit. I jumped in right behind him.
The same feeling as after using teleportation hit me. I hit “warp speed” while being sucked by some kind of tunnel that appeared in the void.
Finally I was spit out right into a land unknown to me. Purple sky, flowers and mushrooms as big as a houses. And the moon. The moon was smiling. Literally. The moon had a fucking face twisted in a wicked grin. (ED: soul eater moon?)
* “NYHAHAHAHA! THAT WAS A RIDE, RIGHT ALICE?”
A teenage girl came out from behind some bushes. Blonde hair, white and blue dress… like the real Alice from the animated movie…
* “Mr. Hopper! Here you are! I was looking for you all day and night!” She yelled catching him in both hands.
* “FUCK! FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCK! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT! SAVE ME! SHE WILL KILL ME!”
* “Because of you we were late for the dinner!” she said while pressing her face into Mr. Hopper’s fur “And we couldn’t start without you! In the end you are the main dish!”
The face of the girl changed. From sweet and innocent into a deep sea monster fish with teeth longer than my arm. With one bite she chewed off the head of the bunny.
What
The
Fuck?
* “You…. Are you Mr. Hopper’s friend?” She said with the girl face. With the face of the girl covered in blood.
* “Nope. Never seen him before.”
* “What a shame… I would have you at tea party… well, I will be going then…”
And she went back into the bushes. Just like that. What is wrong with this hell hole?!
* “UuuuUUuuUUu…”
What now? Sounded like a kid who would try to scare their parent after putting sheet over him pretending to be ghost.
The sound was emitted by … a flying white tissue.
* “uUuuUUuuUUu… why is he standing like an idiot over there? He should be terrified… UuUUUUUuuUU!!! OY! ARE YOU DEAF DICKHEAD!? I SAID UUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!”
I grasped the flying tissue and squeezed it a little.
* “KWAH! It hurts you asshole!” I pulled the tissue away. What I was holding now was some kind of butterfly girl. Her skin was completely white with black marks here and there. Antennas were erected from her forehead and her eyes were red. “What ya lookin’ at? Never saw a night pixie before, you prick!?” I should squeeze you lil more… :Atataatata! Okay okay! I will be a good girl!”
* “Where am I?”
* “You are Alice, aren’t you? Well… I was told to wait for Alice, Alice was described to me, and you fit the description of Alice! Even more! You are in the exact place where I was suppose to find Alice, therefore…” She said making a dramatic pause, just to point at me and yell with the voice as she made some kind of discovery “…YOU ARE ALICE!”
* “Call me Zari… you still haven’t answer my question…”
* “This whole world… was designed for you… and only for you… BE FUCKING GRATEFULL ALICE! But to that point… We are here to hold an event for you!”
* “…”
* “…”
* “…”
* “At-atatattata okay, okay! You rememberthe festival of love! The so called valentine’s day! It’s the same! The same-same! It is so very similar… that it’s…completely different!” …
She took a few breaths just to continue after a few seconds.
* “The prizes. As with hearts, there are milestones… if you would decide to keep em… but… eating em… oh boy that’s a wildcard! You can get something nice… or something less nice… or few terrible things… oh… did I mention events in events? All over this realm there are scattered places where you can challenge the game! Butt you will have t… BUTT! HAHAHA!... OH, I mean… but you will have to pay an entre fee. You know… pay 50 and you MAYBE will win 200… just an example… You know everything? Great? Want to ask something? No? Great! TIME START! KEEP MOVING FUCKFACE!”
Halloween Spooky Party is on!Remaining time: 23h:59m:58sCandies found: 0
The hell. Palace of Lust. Heira was sitting on her throne. In front of a blue floating ball. The ball was working like a screen, showing everything that happened in the dimension she created. She was holding a glass of wine in her hand. A gentle smile plastered all over her face.
On the floor in front of her a young succubus was kneeling licking her alabaster-white feet
The flash of light hit the room.
* “Sister… how nice of you to decided to visit me…” Heira said without a single hint of joy “…with two serafin purifiers… tell your dogs to hide swords. They are irritating me…”
* “Where is he?” Luxia was angry. Like as a dragon. That was kicked in the ass. After a week of explosive diarrhea. “Before his existence vanished he was here! What did you do to him!?”
Heira only pointed with her head at the orb.
* “W…what is this place?!”
* “I named it Halloween Wonderland. Nice name you have to admit…”
* “WHAT IS IT!?”
* “A realm I made when I was bored…”
* “THAT’S FORBIDEN!”
* “No, if it is temporal. I will erase it after 48hours… Pardon me sister for a moment… something happened Klante? Your tongue stopped moving…”
The succubus terrified by the appearance of angel started working once again.
* “You are disgusting…”
* “If you want you can sit and look…I don’t mind… the fun part will begin… in 20 minutes…. I guess… until then…”
She grabbed the succubus by it’s horns and leaded her face in direction of her crotch
She gasped happily
* “You… are… disgusting.”
* “Hm? You still there?”
* “If a hair drops from his head as he is there…”
* “Then what? I will tell you more. I appraised his possibilities and raised the difficulty to BRUTAL mode. He will struggle. He will be wounded. Maybe badly. But he will came away from there stronger.”
* “Why are you doing this? It’s..”
* “You see… the idea is not to make him just stronger… he is mine… MINE! He dwelled in darkness. If I would succeed, the way he views the world may change, he may be the perfect tool of chaos! Until he learns to be chaos himself…”
She got bored of teasing the succubus and kicked her.
* “Klante, you are hopeless, you may be good in pleasing horny dogs, but you lack skill and dedication. Call for Deandare… ask her to bring a few tools.”
* “He better came out of there alive… or else…”
* “Or else what? One, you are here with two angels. No matter how strong. If both of us would call for help who would come first? Lemme just point the fact, that we are in hell… and even more, may you tell me again what day it is have? You stand no chance against me… Now go away… I am angry. And horny. And you are quite the beauty. Do I need to say what will happen if you stay here a few more minutes?”
* “Y… you wouldn’t dare…”
Heira only got off of her throne and walked in the direction of her sister. She started working near the straps of her clothing making it fall on the ground. Her clothing was a one part suit, so now she was standing only in her stockings. As she was walking she took off the table a whip that SOMEHOW was already there.
* “Actually I was hoping you would stay…”
* “We are leaving.” Luxia hissed angry
* “What a shame…”
Another flash of light made the three figures vanish.
Heira was standing there naked for some more time.
* “FUCK!” Heira was rarely using such a direct vulgarism. She started throwing things through the room.
* “WHERE IS SHE FOR FUCK SAKE!”
* “Mistress? You called for me.” The experienced succubi came in
* “You better work hard today.”
* “I live to please you.”
* “Did you bring it?”
(If you are not into gurl on gurl action, skip the chapter, cuz there is nothing more from the story here. Just sex)
Deandare kneeled, bowed her head and with an outstretched hand she gave her mistress a tool. A two sided dildo with straps.
Heira took it and slowly slid it inside of herself with a small gasp. After a few more seconds she began to tie the straps of toy around her hips in order to secure it from falling. She checked it twice. Things are about to get intense. If the toy would fail.. well, it would be quite a turn off.
She once again sat on her throne spreading her legs. She waited for a few seconds. Some less experienced succubuses would jump right on her in order to please her. Those more experienced waited. Deandra was definitely experienced.
* “I’ll allow you to suck it.” The lady of the night finally gave her permission.
A tanned devil with a wide grin started crawling on all four to her mistress. And she started licking. First her inner thighs just to slowly start traveling up, higher and higher, leaving small trails of saliva. When she finally get to her destination, she started to slowly, sensibly and skillfully lick the the toll through it length.
Heira felt the sensation of her skilful tease inside of her. Her muscles tightened on the toy. A weak moan left her mouth.
The tease was good when they were doing it for fun. But not now. She is horny. Once again she grabbed the succubi by it’s horns and forced the toy inside her throat. Some rapid pulls were enough to tell her partner what she want.
Deandare started swallowing the large tool, as it was hitting the back of her throat and then traveling deeper. She grabbed the armrest of the throne in order to not fall on her mistress as the motion was getting stronger and faster. The sound of choking started to escape her throat.
The goddess partly closed her eyes and began purring in pleasure. She moved one of her hands behind her, and the other one she start playing with her beautiful, full breast, caressing it in a slow, circular motion, pinching her nipple from time to time.
The succubi’s hands were massaging the inner thighs of the black haired girl, providing additional stimulation.
Tension was getting stronger and stronger. Purring turned into quiet moans. Quiet moans into loud ones. The goddess finally couldn’t wait any longer. The lust that finally reached its peak.
Heira jumped off the throne, she pushed her lower into place, just to once again grab her horns and start thrusting her hips, forcing the phallus into her throat. She was literally fucking her face.
She yelled loudly as she reached climax. The love liquid start leaking, making its path first through her thighs, then through the stockings.
After about half a minute she remember that she still had the toy in her servant’s throat. She released her. Deandare started coughing fighting for the air. 10 seconds later she was ready to serve again.
She stood up and asked with the smile
* “Anything else mistress?”
* “Ho? You think we are done? You know that I get… more demanding on the day of death… On the table. Bend over.”
* “Yes, mistress.”
She did as she was told, laying her body on the table, and then spreading her rear, exposing her flower that was dripping love nectar as an invitation. Because of the way her body was placed, she couldn’t see the goddess coming to her, but she definitely felt the elastic toy being pressed on her, and slowly spread her lower lips. The succubi gasped quietly.
* “Dea, my love, are you ready?”
Heira was in a good mood. She rarely cared for the pleasure of her partners when she was in heat.
* “Yes, my queen.”
* “Good, for I doubt I can wait any longer.”
She pulled the toy slowly out, building tension, just to make the very next move rapid.
The day was young. It didn’t look like the goddess would stop before evening.
Oookay, this was one of the very reason why it took me so long. You had no idea how many porn stor… I mean literatures… I needed to read in order to write the following scene in a relatively decent way. I humbly ask those who read this part (so yes, everyone of you) how good it was. I don’t want to make sex the main event of the story, yet it may be important in the future. This is why I decided to write this part as an experiment. Was it good? Was it bad?
Who won? Who’s next? You decideeee EpicSexBattleOfHistory.
(ED: What did I sign up for? * shakes his head, which was resting in his hands* I… I’m sorry. Please forgive Anuel for he knows not what he does.)