Maviel sighed in ecstasy as she stretched out her toes in the warm, bubbling hot tub. She sipped her pink martini and sighed yet again.

"Darling, are you quite done yet?" asked the soft, silky voice of Sylfir. "Almost," said Maviel. She licked her lips. "Come on in, dear."

Sylfir walked into the enormous bathing chamber. Her naked breasts were perky, and her nipples were hard. It must've been cold outside the tub.

"Come closer," said Maviel. She looked into Sylfir's bright, pink eyes. They were like a warm embrace.

Sylfir stepped forward and knelt. She put her arms around Maviel's neck and kissed her deeply.

"I love you, my darling," said Sylfir.

"I love you too, Syl," said Maviel.

They kissed again.

"Now... we're going to have some fun, aren't we?" said Sylfir.

"Yes, we are," said Maviel. "But... dearest... would you mind massaging my feet first? They're quite sore."

Sylfir sighed and looked at Maviel's feet. She rubbed her hands up and down the soles of Maviel's feet.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," said Sylfir. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings by suggesting we could have fun before you were ready."

"It's okay, Sylfie," said Maviel. "Get some moisturizer, though. I'm worried my toes might get a little pruney."

Sylfir smiled, covered her hands in moisturizer, and began to rub Maviel's feet.

"Ooh, that feels so nice," said Maviel.

Sylfir continued to massage Maviel's feet. She had such beautiful feet. They were long and shapely. Sylfir was thrilled to be able to see them every day.

"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do this?" said Sylfir. "I just can't get enough of your feet."

"Really?" said Maviel. "You don't say much of my feet."

"That's because they're so pretty," said Sylfir. "And it's embarrassing to talk about them."

"Not when you're rubbing them," said Maviel.

Sylfir continued to massage Maviel's feet. She loved the feel of her lover's skin. It was soft and warm.

"So, what else did you want to talk about?" asked Maviel.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me tonight," said Sylfir.

"Of course I would," said Maviel. "Only... I have something I'd like to show you. Something that I think you'll really like."

"Oh..." Sylfir looked down at the marble floor. "Okay. What do you mean?" She continued to play with Maviel's toes, but she kept her eyes on the floor.

"It's a surprise," said Maviel. She pulled her feet away into the hot, bubbling water of the tub.

Sylfir gasped, her mouth wide.

"Enough of that," said Maviel. "Now get in here with me."

Sylfir's gaping mouth closed into an excited smile as she climbed into the tub and embraced Maviel. Their tongues met. It was a moment of pure bliss. Maviel bit Sylfir's lip and moaned with pleasure.

"Don't tease me, my darling," said Sylfir. "I need to know what you have in store for us."

"Stop being difficult," said Maviel. She raised her right finger and ran it down Sylfir's chest, over her stomach, and then between her legs. She traced her finger back up Sylfir's body.

"Ahhh!" moaned Sylfir. "What just happened?"

"A vibration spell," said Maviel. "I cast it on my fingers before I called you in here. Would you like me to touch you again?"

"Yes," Sylfir whispered hoarsely. "Please."

Maviel brought her hand up to Sylfir's pussy. She rubbed her fingers over Sylfir's swollen clit. Sylfir gasped and pressed her hips down against Maviel's hand.

"Oh, my darling," moaned Sylfir. "I've never felt anything like this before."

Maviel rubbed her fingers over Sylfir's pussy. She spread her lips apart and pushed her finger inside. Then she withdrew it and began to stroke Sylfir's clitoris.

"Oh, gods," moaned Sylfir. Her face turned red as her body shook. She grabbed Maviel's wrist and tugged until her lover looked at her.

"If you keep doing that," growled Sylfir, "my mind is going to explode."

Maviel laughed and leaned forward. She sucked Sylfir's clit into her mouth. She teased and licked it with her tongue.

"Oh, gods!" moaned Sylfir. "Make me come!"

Maviel grinned wickedly and began to kiss Sylfir's thighs, running her tongue up from the bottom of each one.

"No teasing!" Sylfir cried. "I'm coming already! Just make me come! Make me come now!"

Sylfir thrust her hips up toward Maviel's face. Maviel stopped kissing Sylfir and let Sylfir climax.

"Come with me," said Sylfir. "Let me feel you cumming too." Maviel kissed Sylfir's legs and ass. "No." she whispered.

"But..." Sylfir panted. She bit her lip and tried to concentrate on the feeling of Maviel's tongue between her legs.

Maviel's tongue slid up Sylfir's slit. She kissed Sylfir's clit and then began to suck it gently.

"My darling," said Sylfir, "what are you doing to me?" "Just enjoying your taste," said Maviel.

Sylfir groaned loudly and her eyes rolled back in her head. She came hard, pushing her body up toward Maviel's face.

"Ahhhhhh!" she screamed.

Maviel released Sylfir's clit and took her by the shoulders. She lifted Sylfir out of the bathtub and laid her on the marble floor.

"Be still," she ordered.

Sylfir lay on the floor, panting wildly as Mavriel continued to lick her pussy.

"You're delicious," said Maviel. "Your pussy tastes so good. So sweet and creamy. Do you want me to stop?"

"No," said Sylfir. "Don't stop."

Maviel continued to lap at Sylfir's pussy.

"I love the way your pussy feels," she whispered. "So soft and warm. And so wet."

"I can't believe how much I enjoy it when you eat me," said Sylfir. "Maviel, darling, please don't stop. Don't ever stop eating me."

Maviel smiled widely and kissed Sylfir's thighs. "How do you want it next time?" she asked. "Tell me what you want," said Sylfir.

"I want to make you cum hard over and over again until you can hardly speak, and I want to tell you what to do, and I want you to do it," said Maviel.

"Yes, you should tell me exactly what to do," said Sylfir.

Maviel smiled and lowered her head to Sylfir's pussy.

"Fuck me," whispered Sylfir.

Maviel looked up at Sylfir and licked her lips. She leaned in and pushed her tongue inside Sylfir's pussy. Sylfir screamed in pleasure.

"Oh, gods!" she wailed. "Mavriel, fuck me! Please fuck me!"

Maviel pulled her face away from Sylfir's pussy. She stood and walked around behind Sylfir.

"I'm going to give you a full body orgasm," she whispered. "A real orgasm. One that will leave you drenched."

Sylfir nodded eagerly.

Maviel positioned herself above Sylfir and then slammed her pussy down onto Sylfir's mouth.

"Gods!" screamed Sylfir. "It feels so good!"

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She moved her hands up Maviel's thighs. She wrapped them tightly around Maviel's waist.

"That's it," she moaned. "Give me all of you."

Maviel ground her pussy against Sylfir's mouth and then she began to bounce slowly on Sylfir's face.

"Oh, gods!" moaned Sylfir. "Please fuck me harder!"

Maviel began to slam her pussy down hard on Sylfir's face. Her huge tits bounced and jiggled with each thrust.

"I'm going to come!" she shouted.

Maviel threw her head back and screamed. She came very hard, slamming her pussy down on Sylfir's mouth until she finally collapsed onto her lover.

Sylfir lay there for several minutes after Maviel had finished coming. She felt Maviel's arms wrap around her and pull her close.

"What did you think?" Maviel asked.

"That was incredible!"

"Did you like having my pussy on your face?" "Yes!"

"Then I'll be happy to do it again."

Maviel's body pressed against Sylfir's. They cuddled together on the marble floor.

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"So what did you want to show me?" asked Sylfir as she tied a knot around her robe and popped a chewable mint into her mouth.

"Follow me," said Maviel as she tightened her own robe and popped into her mouth a chewable mint of her own.

They walked through the gaudy hallways of the palace, what was once adorned with sculptures of the Overlord and his obscene masculinity was now replaced with sculptures of Sylfir and Maviel making out, scissoring, and decapitating men with scimitars.

The doors to a room opened and they stepped inside. The room was large and luxurious. It was filled with expensive rugs, paintings, and ornate furniture. There were two naked women, one with long blonde hair and one with short black hair, who both wore masks and danced seductively on a raised platform.

"Who are those women?" asked Sylfir. "And how long have they been dancing?"

"They're just a distraction," said Maviel. "Everything in this room is an illusion."

"What do you mean?"

"The paintings look like they're hanging on the wall, but they aren't. The walls are really nothing more than a flat surface."

"Wow," said Sylfir.

"You can do a lot with magic," said Maviel. "That's why we've got to cut off access to magic for most normal Beaubintians. We need to keep everything here under our control."

"Why?" asked Sylfir. "I thought we wanted to help everyone. Save the world from the Overlord's iron grip by usurping him or whatever."

"We do," said Maviel. "But there are some things that even we can't prevent. And if we don't contain the magic, it will destroy everyone. Every living thing on the planet."

"Why does magic have to be contained? Why not let it run wild and see what happens?"

"Because magic doesn't work that way," said Maviel. "If it were free to go everywhere, it would kill people instantly. No one could withstand the force of magic. Even the strongest of us wouldn't last ten seconds."

"How do you know that?" asked Sylfir.

"I grew up in a small village in north Devgatsya," said Maviel. "There were always rumors about powerful mages who lived there. People said they could conjure fireballs, summon demons, and create weapons of mass destruction. But I never saw any of that."

"People lie," said Sylfir.

"Not necessarily," said Maviel. "Some mages can use their powers to protect themselves. A wizard named Nelius shielded himself from the magic and lived for years without ever touching a spell. He actually became stronger because he wasn't using magic to keep the bad guys away."

"Maybe he was crazy," said Sylfir.

"Nah," said Maviel. "He was smart enough to find a loophole in how magic worked. If we can figure out a way to do the same, maybe it won't matter if we get rid of all the magic."

"How did you learn so much about magic?" asked Sylfir.

"I went to school," said Maviel. "My father made sure that I was educated. Most of my classmates were young children who couldn't even read or write. They weren't there to learn how to cast spells though; they were just there to watch me cast them."

"Your parents didn't want to send you to a regular school?"

"No," said Maviel. "But I didn't mind. My teachers taught me a lot about the world outside my little village. I learned that most of the people who live in big cities are just like me: they're normal people who only want to eat, sleep, and fuck. They don't care about the Overlord or his plans to conquer the world. All they want is to make a life for themselves and their families."

"I guess I'm lucky," said Sylfir.

"Yes, I guess you are lucky, growing up a peasant and then coasting your adult life on your sex appeal and overly pronounced body odor!" spat Maviel.

Sylfir sniffed her armpits sadly. "Are you saying I smell?"

Maviel turned around and marched back toward the door. She stopped when she noticed the two women had stopped their dance and were staring at them.

"Oh, yes, that's right," said Maviel. "I was supposed to show you the surprise, wasn't I?"

"Please do," said Sylfir with a disgruntled huff.

"Excellent," said Maviel. She pinched the nipples of the naked lady to her left, the one with long blonde hair. The lady moaned suggestively.

"Maviel, what the fuck are you doing to them?" asked Sylfir with a gasp.

"This is how we enter the hidden sanctum," said Maviel matter-of- factly. "Go ahead, Sylfir, squeeze her nipples."

Sylfir groaned and walked up to the naked lady with short, black hair. She apologized under her breath before squeezing the lady's nipples. This lady, too, let loose a pronounced and suggestive moan. Sylfir blushed.

Now both of the naked ladies were moaning, and the harmony of their suggestive moans was crescendoing into such a loud moan that moan overtones could be heard ringing through the air.

"Wow," said Sylfir, impressed.

"That's part of the fun," said Maviel. "The more you play with the ladies, the louder they'll moan and scream. But, like I said, this is only to get us into the hidden sanctum. They are far from the main attraction."

Sylfir then noticed that the walls were getting taller. Or, more aptly, that the floor was sinking lower and lower.

"Don't worry," said Maviel, walking toward the wall. "It's just an illusion. We're still in the same room."

"What do you mean?" asked Sylfir.

Maviel smirked. "You haven't seen the hidden sanctum yet, have you? It's where the real fun begins."

"Just a moment," said Sylfir. "Let me finish playing with this lady first." She started squeezing the breasts of the lady with short, black hair. They were small and perky, and they felt wonderful. The lady was moaning loudly now, which seemed to encourage Sylfir to squeeze harder.

"Try this," said Maviel. She reached around and smacked the lady with long, blond hair on the buttocks. She let loose a high-pitched squeal. Maviel spanked her harder, and she cried out louder.

"That's cute," said Sylfir. She spanked her lady, and noticed that she'd let loose a similar squeal. Sylfir blushed harder. "Gods, this is turning me on, Maviel."

"Well, just wait until you see what I have in the hidden sanctum." She winked with glee.

Lower and lower sank the floor, and more and more did Sylfir and Maviel play with their naked ladies. It was quite a saucy affair. Then, with a loud dinging, the floor stopped moving and the ladies stopped moaning.

"Aw," said Sylfir, "I'm sad they stopped."

"Just check this out," said Maviel. She gave her naked lady one last butt smack and then clapped her hands together three times.

What was a well-lit room became darkness. Sylfir moaned and cried and leaped over to cower by Maviel.

"Don't worry, darling," said Maviel. She put her arm around her queen. "Now, gaze upon this!" Maviel clapped again.

The lights flickered on, but this time they were not standing in an elongated room. Instead, they were standing in a glass box in a dark, murky dungeon. The dungeon was expansive and frightening, but what it contained was awe-inspiring.

It was lined by seemingly endless rows of women. They all wore red, leather bikinis, pointy red heels, and glossy red lipstick. Each had a katana holstered on her side, some throwing stars hanging from a belt around her waist, a pair of stuffed antlers with little bells on her head, little black freckles painted on her cheeks, a little black circle painted on her nose, and a sparkly buttplug with a glittery crystal base sticking out her posterior. After squinting, Sylfir could also see that they had white and blue glitter scattered over their chests.

"They're gorgeous," gasped Sylfir.

"Yes," agreed Maviel.

"Where did they come from?" asked Sylfir.

"Do you remember, Sylfir, when Beaubinte had a certain type of NPC known as a tutorial?" Maviel raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, yes!" said Sylfir. "And you broke them, didn't you?" "Yes," said Maviel. "Exactly."

"So, um," Sylfir cleared her throat, "What exactly does that have to do with all of these ladies, and why do they all have stuff up their butts?"

Maviel laughed and then began to explain. "These are all the tutorials!"

"Really?" said Sylfir with a gasp. "I thought, like, I mean, I thought you'd killed them when you broke them."

"No, no, I only broke them psychologically," said Maviel. "And, since then, I've been able to remold their minds to better suit my needs."

"Your needs?" Sylfir cocked her head. "No offense, darling, but I'm not sure I see exactly how the butt plugs and the deer antlers are needs."

"Look, Sylfir, do you not like them or something? I thought you'd be thrilled! Gods, Sylfir, I did this for you! I thought you'd find them sexy! Aren't they sexy?" Maviel pleaded.

"Of course they're sexy!" said Sylfir. "I mean, they look really good, and all, but I don't think I've ever seen you this excited before about anything else."

"Oh, Sylfir," said Maviel, taking Sylfir's hand. She looked at the ladies. "This is what I love. These are all the people who have helped me

grow and expand. They're my mighty army now, and my filthy little skanks, and I'm proud of them."

"But Maviel, I thought I was your filthy skank!" said Sylfir.

"You are my filthy skank, Sylfir," said Maviel with a sigh. "And these skanks are all yours. I'm giving them to you. As a present."

"Awwwww..." Sylfir pouted. "That's so sweet! Can they do any tricks?"

"Oh, you bet," said Maviel. "Want to see them dance?"

"I'd love to, sweetie," said Sylfir. She hugged Maviel and kissed her on the cheek.

Maviel pulled out a golden whip and cracked it. "Dance, skanks! Dance!"

Loud violin music echoed through the dungeon. The ladies jigged in unison, spinning around in enclosed circles and switching partners in rapid succession so that they almost ceased to look like women in leather bikinis dressed up like reindeer sex warriors and instead appeared to be an amorphous, geometric formation of pure womanhood. On they jigged, and they were getting quite sweaty.

"Whew," Sylfir waved a hand in front of her face. "And you said I smell."

"Are they sweating too much?" hissed Maviel. "Do I need to punish them?"

"Not yet," said Sylfir. "I just want to watch them a while longer.

And so they stood there and watched the dancing ladies. And Sylfir rested her head on Maviel's soft shoulder, and she felt very loved.

"Are we going to use these ladies for anything?" asked Sylfir. "Other than sex and entertainment, I mean."

"I don't know," said Maviel. "I hadn't thought of it."

"I have an idea," said Sylfir. "Could we somehow use them to... oh, I don't know... subjugate and control Beaubinte? And take away mana use permanently for everyone but us and our friends?"

Maviel's purple eyes glittered with evil glee. "I think that could be arranged, Sylfir. I think that could be arranged."