Finding Purpose (Hafnium)

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

The siren sway of Sashien’s hips and the slow gyrations that Sensensiel was making in time with her bobs onto the cock that Tamonten had summoned onto Krig likely didn’t make her efforts to resist the offered temptations any easier, and her verbal admonition only earned a wry smile and nibble upon Sensensiel’s shoulder. She found the two still like that, with Sashien’s fingers slowly sliding into Sensensiel’s drooling flower while the angel’s mouth was rapidly bobbing up and down on the kitsune’s rob and causing her to squirm and groan in her bondage like a woman possessed, but Sashien was still watching her as she returned with her toys. The sphinx grinned eagerly at the promise of punishment, and pulled her lips away from Sensensiel’s neck to say; “Oooohhh really? And how are you going to do that?”

Despite again feeling the woman’s immense physical strength when she began pulling her arms behind her back, Sashien allowed Tamonten to bind her hands behind her back and earned a soft gasp from Sensensiel when she was promised some punishment of her own. Already on her knees, Sashien looked a little apprehensive at the sight of the ring gag despite her obvious lust. “You can’t possibly be serious…. That thing had better be made for someone with sharp teeth!” she said, before allowing Tamonten to apply the gag, which thankfully fit around her fangs without suffering any significant damage. Once it was in place, Sashien chewed it experimentally for a moment before looking to the swordswoman questioningly from her position on her knees, and if allowed to watch Tamonten don the belt and attach the massive tool she had picked out for use on the sphinx she would earn a quizzical look from her, apparently wondering why she was opting for an unnatural tool instead of a cock that would allow her to feel some pleasure of her own.

She wouldn’t have to endure that curious look for longer than she wished, however, as Sashien allowed herself to be placed with her cheek against the floor and her plump rear raised in the air without offering any resistance. Her rump shook back and forth alluringly once again, and that simply continued when she felt the swordswoman’s artificial tool rubbing against her gushing nether lips. The sphinx couldn’t speak coherently with the ring gag in her mouth, not without destroying it first at least, and thus chose not to respond in any perceptible way the Tamonten’s explanation for her choice of tools with which to administer the sphinx’s punishment. Of course, it could just as easily have been that she was waiting until Tamonten had finished to offer some sign of acknowledgement, and whatever she might have done was forgotten in favor of basking in the pleasure as Tamonten sunk the artificial cock inch by inch into her tightened folds.

The moans released from Sashien’s gagged mouth were somewhat distorted by her gag, but their pleasurable inspiration was impossible to doubt by sound alone, much less given Tamonten’s presence as the one causing them, and when she started bucking her hips back against the false dick it was obvious enough that she was ready to enjoy her punishment whether or not Tamonten was getting any stimulation out of it herself. White frothy girlcum was visible on the surface of her dildo within only a few moments, and the furious pounding had her voluptuous backside jiggling, ripples moving across her soft flesh with each and every thrust. Altering her angle after a few moments allowed the pale swordswoman to locate the sphinx’s weak spot without needing to search overly much, and when she started grinding her tool against that rough patch she had the sphinx howling through her ring gag. Every part of the sphinx started to quiver with sexual excitement as the swordswoman held her against the ground and ravaged her entirely willing body, and though she was largely concerned with her work on Krig’s shaft Sensensiel would often glance over to find Tamonten ever willing to meet her furtive gazes.

The kitsune obviously didn’t have much stamina left, and as the angel’s turn came close to its end Tamonten shifted Sashien and withdrew her now glistening tool from the woman’s pussy, prompting her to let out a low whine of protest. Sensensiel, having her lips wrapped at that point around the base of Krig’s cock, didn’t even offer any protest to the swordswoman’s repositioning of the sphinx against her or the insincere apology that she offered for it. Soon enough Sashien’s pussy was filled again, and the sphinx offered fulfilled moans that were rising ever higher in volume as Tamonten started pounding her toy against the bound up woman’s g-spot once more.

The brief pause to switch the toy’s vibrating setting on brought forth another low whine from her writhing partner, who was obviously just as close to her peak as Kringlicsly, but she wasn’t to be held in waiting long before Tamonten had her moaning like a whore again once the now vibrating toy was grinding back and forth across her sensitive patch. Sashien’s body shivered and quaked as her pleasure mounted, driving her steadily towards what promised to be a messy orgasm, but it was Krig who reached her peak first even if it was only by a few seconds. Sensensiel had been making slow bobs of her head, taking the kitsune’s shaft from tip to base and back like it was nothing, and that plus whatever her tongue might be doing had Krig thrashing in her bonds and trying to buck upwards into the angel’s mouth. Her lover’s muffled scream signaled her climax, and Sensensiel stopped her bobbing and held Krig’s cock down her throat, her cheeks dimpled inwards as a noisy sucking sound was heard, followed shortly thereafter by the angel’s loud swallowing of her lover’s liquid gift. For several long seconds Krig hung there, her hips raised so that her throbbing staff could be pushed as deep as possible into Sensensiel’s mouth as she delivered her second load for the day. How much she might be giving was impossible to do more than guess at, however, as none of it ever made it out of Sensensiel’s mouth, which slowly slid off of Krig’s perfectly clean manhood a few seconds after her hips had dropped back down onto the bed.

Krig wasn’t alone in her orgasm, however, as Tamonten’s rapid thrusts of the vibrating tool buried in Sashien’s pussy were quick to bring the sphinx up to those same heights. The shapeshifter’s juices sprayed out of her clenching flower as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, a small fountain resulting in Tamonten’s thighs being given a thin coating of her love honey as she writhed in blissful sexual ecstasy. After a few moments she, like Krig, collapsed and went still, deep pants coming from both women as they sought to recover from their explosive climaxes. Sashien, however, still had the vibrating tool inside of her, and after a few maneuvers Tamonten made sure that it would stay there, left active and using the sphinx’s energy to power itself rather than Tamonten’s while the belt kept it buried inside of her.

Sashien soon began to squirm anew, low whines escaping her mouth at the feelings inspired by the magical sex toy, and as Sensensiel moved aside – displaying a patch of drool on her finely sculpted bottom in the process – she collapsed such that her face was once again pressed up against the floor. Krig’s cock was left untouched for the moment, twitching lightly while the kitsune had her rest, and Sensensiel would let out one last audible gulp as she turned to Tamonten and opened her mouth, showing that it was completely empty. “We are to trade places then?” she said after closing her mouth again, smiling nervously. Some prodding got Sashien up to her position between Krig’s legs, and once the kitsune’s cock was in sight the sphinx was instantly raised out of her stupor.

A long, serpentine tongue slid past her lips, stretching what Tamonten would estimate was at least a foot, and coiled around the first few inches of Krig’s cock like a lasso. Once captured such, Krig was made to start squirming and moaning again as Sashien guided it into the ring formed by her gag, and again her lover’s cock did a vanishing act courtesy of one of her two lovely assistants. The slowness of her motions after that indicated that Sashien was likely to take her time with Krig, but in the meantime the swordswoman had an angel to punish, a fact that she would be reminded of when said angel spoke using a somewhat clumsy version of an alluring purr; “So… How am I to be punished…. Mistress? You have left your toy inside of Sashien.” Sensensiel rose slightly, having dropped to a kneeling position again after moving away from Krig to make way for Sashien, and now there she was waiting for Tamonten’s answer, her hands on her knees and her arms positioned such that her bosom was presented prominently and the curve of her hips and the toned flatness of her stomach were left as a backdrop, a nervous but curious and eager smile on her face.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Logs, where-in I display how bad I am at chatRP again.

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Player
Despite already being in a perpetual state of blushing from her arousal, a feeling which had been present since moments after her group had first set foot in the Lady of Acheron's holdings, Tamonten managed to turn an even brighter shade of red as Sensensiel called her by mistress. "Careful now," she teased as she idly played with the leash in her hands. "If you're too eager to call me by that, I might not let you address me as anything else." The swordswoman didn't leave the idea in the air for long enough for it to do much more than reach the angel's ears before she continued on, however. "And shame on you if you think I don't have other tricks up my sleeve. Or... maybe you were hopeful that you'd receive the same punishment as Sashien?" The pale girl's predatory grin returned in full force as she commented on that possibility.

Tassadar
Tamonten's words only caused the angel to grin wider, and she shifted to make her already alluring pose moreso before adopting an entirely demure look. "Whatever mistress desires...." she purred softly, responding to the swordswoman's predatory grin with a hopeful look. Sashien, in the meantime, was slurping away at Krig's cock while the kitsune squirmed for her, both of them letting out a constant stream of muffled moans as a backdrop.

Player
Somehow, Tamonten hadn't been expecting Sensensiel to be as open about her desires as she had been, not that it would change anything in the end. "Mm," she murmured as she knelt down far enough to place her pale hand on the angel's head and run her hand through the woman's peculiar-colored hair. "And what I desire is to deliver your rightful punishment for your transgressions." Against all odds, the possessed warrior managed to maintain a tone of mock-seriousness and refrain from breaking into a giggle fit as she spoke of punishments and transgressions. "Which is why Sashien's punishment simply won't do for you. You obviously want it too much."

"But if you take your punishment well and be a good girl," she quickly added with an emphasis on 'good girl' and a few more strokes through the angel's hair to punctuate her words, "I'll give you a treat. First though, the punishment.... Until Sashien's turn is over you're going to be my pet, and I'm going to train you to be a good one. It seems a fitting punishment for an angel who wears a leash under her robes, don't you think?"

Tassadar
Sensensiel held her poised position perfectly as Tamonten spoke, her only motion to tilt her head and nuzzle into the swordswoman's hand at her light petting. "Yes, my mistress~" she purred obediently, and her eyes lighted up appropriately when the pale swordswoman mentioned a treat if she was good. When she had finished, however, Sensensiel opened her mouth as if to protest, but then she shut it again and smiled. "Yes, mistress.... Whatever you desire," she said, repeating her earlier sentiment hastily as she raised herself up slightly higher, giving Tamonten easy access to everything above her neck.

Player
The swordswoman was quickly beginning to believe that her time spent administering Sensensiel's punishment was going to be particularly trying. It wasn't out of any dislike for the angel's willingness to submit, but rather the opposite. Every time that Sensensiel bent to her desires and every time the word 'mistress' rolled from the pretty angel's lips it made it very difficult to focus on doling out her punishment as intended and instead drove Tamonten to want to take a much more hands-on approach to "disciplining" her charge. Luckily for the swordswoman, however, she was in a perfect position to curtail at least one of those temptations while furthering the aim of her little game. "That's a good girl," she would finally compliment the blue-haired woman after a longer pause than she had intended, though not before her pale hand fell far enough to caress the angel's cheek. "For your first lesson, I want you to stop using words. You won't need to speak while I hold your leash, as you should be wholly devoted to serving my desires anyway. You may bark and growl, but nothing more than that."

"And for your second lesson, you're not to use your hands for anything other than moving. I want you on all fours to signify your status," she would withdraw her hand and motion for the angel to do just that before continuing. As simple as her 'lessons' were then, though, she already had a few plans in mind to further test the limits of Sensensiel's willingness to submit.

Tassadar
There was some hesitance at Tamonten's demand that the angel not speak save via growls and barks, opening her mouth and promptly closing it again. Rather than the two proscribed sounds, however, she let out a low whine that was surprisingly similar to the sound that a canine might make. Her hands were quickly placed on the floor after the swordswoman's second demand, and she raised herself up so that she was on hands and knees. Her shining white wings gave a single soft flap before folding against her back, forming a pair of parallel lines and remaining largely out of her way. Again she whined, looking up at Tamonten with a pleading expression, but the noise was drowned out suddenly by a howl from Sashien. The sphinx was writhing in place, her shapely body taught like a stretched rope as spasms rolled through it, and Tamonten would see her juices rolling down her thighs from beneath the belt holding the toy placed inside of her in position. Sensensiel was distracted by the sights and sounds of Sashien's orgasm, shifting her attention to the sphinx until her muffled cry of pleasure had faded.

Player
The pale girl offered what was initially supposed to be a reassuring smile at Sensensiel's pleading look, though in the end it was so clouded by her arousal that it could probably only be taken as another outward indicator of how much she wanted to order her pet to present herself and then mount the angel. Although maybe that would've been reassuring to the other woman? It was hard to say. Sashien's orgasm proved a distraction from a few of those thoughts at least, even if it was of no help in her efforts to maintain her willpower for at least long enough to get through her turn with Kringlicsly. "Remember your reward," she remarked to Sensensiel with a nod of her head toward the sphinx in order to indicate her as an example, although in truth Tamonten was speaking to herself as much as she was the angel.

"A little distracting though, isn't it? Come with me," the pale girl would suggest before taking hold of the angel's leash in both hands again. She immediately began to walk toward the door of the bedroom, even though she tried not to make it obvious, while keeping a slow enough pace that Sensensiel wouldn't scrape her knees or do any harm to her hands in keeping pace. Once she was at the door, however, and it was obvious that it was Tamonten's goal, she would reach for the doorknob and ask; "Are you ready for a walk?" The pale woman actually had no real intentions of taking Sensensiel any great distance if any at all, after all she was naked too and would prefer not to streak through a demonic mansion with an angel under her care and clad in nothing but her birthday suit, but she was more than willing to play chicken and find out how submissive her "pet" would be.

Tassadar
Sensensiel's hesitance lasted longer this time, and it almost seemed as if she might refuse for a moment, but after a glance back at the still writing Sashien she would turn back to Tamonten and nod. Emitting a low whine once more, she would raise a hand like a paw and wave it at the door while looking up pleadingly. Sensensiel had, apparently, won that round of chicken.

Player
Silently accepting would have been one thing, but the whining and pawing was an outright challenge. Two could play at that game! It wouldn't be the first time the swordswoman had an experience with public nudity, after all. With a burst of courage, Tamonten would finish her motion and actually open the door and emerge into the hallway with Sensensiel in tow. And it was as she took that first step into the hallway that she realized how terrible an idea it had been not to at least check and see if anyone was present first. But it was already too late and she wouldn't turn back then, even if she wasn't certain whether she was pressing on because of the challenge of getting Sensensiel to protest before she herself lost her courage or if it was because of the thrill that was running through her at the idea that she might actually be caught. Either way, if they were unseen and uninterrupted she would go at least as far as the end of the guest bedrooms before chickening out.

Tassadar
The hallway was empty at both ends when Tamonten first stepped out with her leashed angel, but at the apex of her short walk Tamonten found herself faced with not only one, but three of the demon maids that were seemingly ubiquitous in the place. The hall turned out into a moderately sized room after only a few feet, and two of the demons were out there while the third was barely more than five feet away. All three looked their way when the pale swordswoman and her pet appeared, and broke out into broad grins that were thankfully only mildly predatory. Sensensiel looked mortified for an instant before looking up at Tamonten pleadingly and letting out another whine.

"Oh my!" one of the maids exclaimed brightly, glancing between Tamonten and Sensensiel for a moment and eying both up shamelessly. She was tall and lithe, built along the same lines as Tamonten but with an extra foot of height to make her seem more willowy, and had a pair of ramlike horns and a short bob of bright golden hair. The other two were fairly similar, standing at Tamonten's height but a good bit curvier, one having sharp horns like a bull and fiery red and orange hair that fell down to her waist, while the other had black hair and tiny nubs at her temples for horns. All three had vestigial bat-like wings and spade-tipped tails. "Are you just starting her training, or did she do something naughty that required punishment?" the succubus asked brightly, as if the sight wasn't unusual at all. "You're free to take her outside if you like, the weather tonight is quite lovely and the streets are being patrolled by trustworthy soldiers."

Player
Somehow, despite being completely mortified at running directly into three maids, the first thing that flitted through Tamonten's head was how impressed she was at Sensensiel's continued submissiveness and ability to follow orders. The next so many thoughts were just bad excuses. She dropped something and I'm helping her look for it, for example. Or they told me these were invisible clothes and they'd make me invisible as well. Even outside of the fact that it caused Tamonten to raise an eyebrow, the maids' understanding nature was both a great mercy and prevented her from needing to use any of those half-baked explanations. "B-both," the pale girl stammered out initially. "Thank you for the information but, uh, I'm new at this and I forgot her tail and... yeah," she finished lamely. "Maybe later," the pale girl added a bit more confidently, and for some reason she found herself actually considering that, before attempting to retreat from the maids back toward the bedroom.

Tassadar
"Ahhhhh, that you did!" the blonde maid replied understandingly to Tamonten's lame excuse, and then they were allowed to retreat back to their room where Sashien was still working on Krig's squirming form with only a brightly offered goodbye of; "See that you train her properly now!" Back at the room, Sensensiel gave her a brief grateful look before gazing up at the swordswoman expectantly, waiting to see what she intended to do next.

Player
Once they were safely inside, Tamonten had to lean against the door for a few moments for support as her legs were trembling too badly for her to feel comfortable standing up. It wasn't from fear or embarrassment, though. If she was afraid or embarrassed about anything it was the thrill she had felt at getting caught completely naked for all three of the maids to see. If she hadn't already been excited the entire thing would have left her soaked with arousal, even as badly aroused as she already was it reinforced her desires. "I don't think I'm leaving this bedroom again for a week," she claimed in a tone that left said claim about as convincing as her lame excuse from moments prior. "I wasn't kidding about the tail though. It's time for you to present yourself so I can correct that," the pale girl would add as she let go of Sensensiel's leash in order to search through the bag of bondage equipment once more and then to grab the enchanted ring she had acquired from the armory. Given a few moments she would produce both the unassuming ring and a particularly fluffy tail plug to be utilized on the angel.

Tassadar
And then, upon turning, Sensensiel's finely sculpted ass was raised high into the air, slowly waving back and forth with her drooling pussy and the tight ring of her ass on full display. She was also looking back at Tamonten expectantly, an eager smile on her face.

Player
That... had probably been a poor decision on Tamonten's part. The swordswoman gulped loudly as she knelt behind the incredibly appealing sight of the angel's bottom in the air and on display just for her. That same sight was wearing at what must have been the very last strand of resistance that she had left. She couldn't help but feel like she was literally straining something to combat the urge to give into her already rampant lust. But she remained strong... at least for a little while.

She began simply enough, by making use of the enchanted ring (after a bit of trial and error with it) to apply magical grease to the plug part of the tail plug she had chosen. The swordswoman started gently enough, softly pressing the tip against the angel's sphincter and gently rubbing the material of the plug against that tight ring in order to prepare Sensensiel for the intrusion. She continued at that for several seconds before pressing it in with deliberate slowness. The pale girl had no idea how experienced her partner was, and certainly didn't want to harm her. To that end, even the plug she had chosen was on the small side, intended to slowly spread the recipient out as it was inserted so that they could accommodate to the experience. It didn't take terribly long before the angel had her very own fluffy tail.

That was about where she lost control of herself, and so after applying the chosen plug her hand immediately trailed down to Sensensiel's netherlips. "I think you've earned your reward now," she remarked. She flexed her spirit once more, causing another cock to sprout with Sensensiel as the recipient. Tamonten had intended on giving the blue-haired woman a cock regardless of how the angel had acted during her 'training', but she had also intended on basing the specifics of the conjured manhood on how submissive Sensensiel had been. The angel had certainly earned high marks in Tamonten's book, and for her obedience Sensensiel would end up growing something long enough to make the average mortal proud or jealous, depending on perspective. As a last second detail, Tamonten had also decided to experiment with the shape of what she could grant, and so the angel ended up with a cock in the shape of the hellhounds, though the pale girl didn't care to think about the inspiration for her creative use of the power. The fleshy dog cock looked a bit out of place against the angel's skin, but it didn't stop Tamonten from giving it a few strokes as she echoed; "Fitting for an incorrigible angel with a leash, I think."

What came next would depend on how far along Sashien and Krig were.

Tassadar
Sensensiel, thanks at least partly to Tamonten's preparations and slowed pace, displayed no real discomfort at the insertion of the plug into her tight anus, her rim stretching around the oil-coated rubber peg and taking it in until the angel had her very own fluffy tail. Another whine came forth from the woman's mouth, but this one was of a far more lewd nature than the last few, being deeper and huskier than any sound she had yet made. Growing the highly canine cock on the woman drew a surprised gasp, the initial sensations of growing such an organ obviously unfamiliar to the blue-haired angel. Once she sported the massive tool, Sensensiel glanced at it with a nervous look and then did the same back at Tamonten. A glance towards Sashien would show her that the sphinx was making slow but steady bobs onto Krig's cock, and the kitsune was writhing just like she had every other time her impending release was denied to her, though the sphinx herself was squirming again under the influence of the tool buried inside of her as if on the verge of another orgasm. She might take a while after that before granting Krig her next release, or she might end it at her next climax, which was unknown at the moment.

Player
The pale girl was well beyond the patience and willpower to risk waiting that much longer before her turn came up. "Stay. I have to get the rest of your reward ready," she commanded of Sensensiel before rising away from the angel to approach Sashien. She quickly settled in beside the sphinx. "Sorry about this," she started, "but I just can't wait any longer. I promise I'll make it up to you later, however you like." Her meaning became quickly apparent as she would place her blackened hand on the back of Sashien's head and firmly pushed her down onto her lover's cock, though she did so slowly enough to give the woman some time to adjust and prepare for her descent toward Krig's mound. Even as she did that, her pale hand attempted to snake its way towards the foxgirl's womanhood, and she quickly pressed two fingers into her lover and began searching for her g-spot in order to bring the kitsune to orgasm and end the sphinx's turn.

Tassadar
Sashien let out a garbled moan as her head was pushed down, but her resistance quickly turned into acceptance as her head dove down faster than Tamonten had meant to push it. She found her lover's flower dripping with arousal when her fingers moved to it, and after a few moments of that treatment the lust-driven swordswoman got her wish. Krig moaned loudly against her gag and bucked her hips upwards into the sphinx's mouth, Sashien groaning out her own orgasm at the same time. Some of Krig's cum was made to drool out onto the sphinx's chin as a result, but it appeared that Krig had lost none of her potency for it being her third climax of the night. Sensensiel watched in the background with a nervously eager look, and once Sashien was off of Krig's cock the swordswoman was free to do as she wished with her trio of partners, Krig and Sashien both panting in recovery at the moment while drool and semen leaked from the latter's gagged mouth.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

The swordswoman took a certain sadistic pleasure, one which might have caused her consternation if she had been a bit more clearheaded, in forcing Sashien's head to the very base of her lover's cock like some sort of supernatural sex toy, and another type of pleasure entirely as her actions indirectly, and directly in the case of her wayward pale hand, caused Krig to empty her conjured manhood into her current partner's throat. She exulted in the feelings inspired as she held the sphinx against the kitsune's mound and fingered her lover in order to sustain Kringlicsly's orgasm for as long as possible, and she couldn't help but fantasize about trying it again sometime in the future as she waited for for the two to fully ride out their peaks.

At the end of the two women's climaxes, Tamonten would wrap her hand in Sashien's hair and pull her off of Krig's cock as naturally as she pulled her own fingers out of the foxgirl's pussy. She found that she couldn't help but revel in the feeling of roughly dominating the other woman. After three days spent in the fallen angel's care, having such control over her partners felt better than she'd ever care to admit, and she was past the point of inhibitions after so much teasing and being teased. While her initial intention had been to simply bring Sashien's turn to an end before positioning her for Sensensiel's reward, she wanted to prolong that feeling for just a little while longer and when she spotted the dribble of cum on the sphinx's chin she saw her opportunity. The possessed girl briefly delayed her plans and used her grip on the shapely woman's hair in order to forcibly turn the sphinx to meet her eyes and then licked her lover's cum off of Sashien's chin. Spurred on by the spark of mental pleasure inspired by that act, once the other woman's face was clean Tamonten forced her lips to the sphinx's and did her best to kiss the other woman around and through the gag.

She thoroughly indulged in the chance to taste her lover's salty release from Sashien's mouth and at the same time indulged her desire to further her display of control over the sphinx. Her free hand groped down Sashien's back and toward her ass, and once she found it she treated it to another smack before groping at the soft flesh. But while Tamonten certainly enjoyed the act and the feel of the sphinx's rounded backside, along with the show she was putting on for Sensensiel, it didn't overcome the desire to taste Krig's cream straight from the source. Before long she parted from the awkward kiss and would quickly go about the work of hoisting Sashien away from her spot between Kringlicsly's legs and into a position more suited for Sensensiel's reward. She would deposit the sphinx such that she was left bent over the bed, and in short order she practically tore the harness from Sashien and pulled the vibrating toy free of her depths in order to casually toss both toys aside.

With the sphinx in position, she returned to Sensensiel and reclaimed her leash. "Come on, girl," she commanded of the angel as she walked the woman, keeping her down on all fours as she did so, toward the bed. She would guide the blue-haired woman up until her face was in close proximity with Sashien's drooling cunny. "For being such a good pet, you get to mount Sashien until my turn is over," the swordswoman announced and gave the sphinx's rounded ass a few pats for emphasis before using the leash to guide Sensensiel into taking position behind the insensate sphinx. "I expect you to continue adhering to your training and behaving like a good girl. No words and no hands," Tamonten added as she wrapped her pale hand the angel's canine shaft in order to aid her in guiding it toward the other woman's sex. She would assist Sensensiel in sinking herself into Sashien's depths to the halfway point before letting go and extricating herself from the duo. "Make sure to repay her properly for earlier," the swordswoman remarked in parting as she moved to take her own spot between her lover's legs.

And then it was just her and Krig and Krig's cock. It felt like it had been an eternity since Sensensiel's turn had begun, and that prolonged wait combined with the trials her willpower had been put through to save herself for the chance currently before her made the foxgirl's shaft seem divine in the swordswoman's eyes. She was almost worshipful of her lover's turgid manhood as she began her ministrations on the bound spirit wielder by wrapping her thumb and forefinger around it and beginning to lick up the remnants of Sashien's turn. She started at the base, bringing her tongue from bottom to tip in several long, broad strokes and coaxing Kringlicsly back to full size even as she ensured that the foxgirl's rod was clean of everything but the pale girl's saliva. On her final lick, she would rise up all the way and envelop Krig's shaft into her waiting mouth, where she paused for several moments as her tongue ran little circles around the head of the spirit wielder's manhood, and then she began to drop down her lover's cock.

She would take Krig into her mouth an inch at a time, her tongue working to reach more and more of the other woman's shaft every moment as she did so, until the foxgirl was deep enough to provoke her gag reflex, at which point she paused there for several seconds and began to pull back. Tamonten certainly wasn't giving up though, as while she might not have been possessed of Sensensiel's talents in the area she was completely determined to feel every inch that her lover had to offer in her mouth. The swordswoman pulled off just far enough to catch her breath before pushing her head back down Krig's length, taking her deeper than before. She repeated that again and again, feeling the foxgirl's cock enter her throat further each time, until eventually she had to let her hand fall away in order to get it out from between her lips and her lover's mound. Once she had achieved that she pulled off entirely and stroked Kringlicsly's length as she regained her breath, and when she was no longer gasping for air she took Krig's tip back into her mouth and began again.

The swordswoman started to bob her head up and down her lover's length at a steady, measured pace, both for the sake of her own jaw and neck and because she wanted to savor her turn with the foxgirl. Intermittent breaks in order to catch her breath and let Krig cool down came in the form of her restricting her movements to the upper half of her lover's shaft or pulling back and either stroking it or only running her tongue along it. During one such break she turned her attentions on Krig's neglected womanhood, and allowed the woman's conjured sex to rest across her forehead as her tongue lapped across the foxgirl's labia before pressing into her depths. The last act would prove to be the end of her oral ministrations on the foxgirl. Tamonten found that she no longer cared about the game or its consequences or rewards as she pulled back from Kringlicsly's cunny and caught another glimpse of her magnificent cock. In part, she realized, it was because anything attached to the foxgirl looked magnificent to her. Cock or otherwise, the swordswoman loved every part of her lover, though not nearly as much as she loved the woman those parts belonged to. She couldn't resist the desire any longer. She wanted the release of being with Kringlicsly and all the pleasure that her partner could bring her.

There were no second thoughts as she pulled away from Krig's cock and rose up. Tamonten didn't have a concern in the world beyond how glorious the foxgirl would feel inside her aching pussy as she began to crawl over the bound spirit wielder. She didn't even pay a glance to Sensensiel and Sashien as she got up on her knees over Kringlicsly's groin and brought her pale hand down to part her lower lips so that she could begin to sink downward, ever closer to her lover's manhood....

And when she felt the tip of the foxgirl's cock enter her waiting folds, there wasn't a thought to be spared for anything but enjoying herself with her lover. The pale girl had to fight to keep her eyes from rolling upward as the emptiness between her legs and her aching for stimulation were finally addressed, even though it was only in part. By the time her partner's shaft was fully buried in her folds, she was already on the very precipice of her orgasm and she had no intention of waiting much longer for it. It was only a few moments after she had taken Krig's length that she rested both her hands on the foxgirl's stomach -- subtlety be damned if it meant giving up balance to better ride her lover with -- and began to roll her hips in small circles, finding that even those slight movements were rapidly propelling her toward a mind-shattering orgasm.

But Tamonten was greedy for more, and so she immediately began to increase her tempo. Her efforts to ride Kringlicsly for all she was worth were rewarded by the pleasure shooting through the possessed girl's spine. The faster she bounced along the spirit wielder's length, the more intense and more frequent the shocks of pleasure became. It wasn't long before it was so intense that the pale girl couldn't have stopped herself from shaking and moaning with delight at the sensations even if she had wanted to stop herself. The slapping of her flesh against the foxgirl's filled the room in a chorus alongside all the other noises being made. It wouldn't last for long though, the pale girl had been too far along for any sort of prolonged act with the kitsune from the moment she had first scrambled over Krig. Tamonten didn't even begin to attempt to draw things out any longer, she was so blinded by the siren call of unreal pleasure. She could feel herself approaching that peak with every bounce on Kringlicsly, and she raced toward it. There wasn't much waiting before she got her wish and crossed the threshold, and she could do nothing but cry her lover's name as sensory overload set upon her.

Her vision went white as orgasmic bliss battered all of her senses. Every muscle in her body seemed to lose all strength except for the ones responsible for keeping her grinding against her lover and prolonging her orgasm and the ones in her sex spasming around Krig's cock and trying to milk the spirit wielder of her seed. It took a mighty effort just to keep upper body from collapsing onto her partner's. She gushed against the other woman's lap and thighs. And while it might not have taken long to get to her peak, the orgasm itself felt like it lasted for an eternity. When it was finally over, she could do nothing but fall limply against the bound foxgirl and wrap her arms around her lover with the woman still lodged inside her, and her own body still occasionally convulsing as aftershocks of pleasure ran through her.

If Kringlicsly hadn't managed to finish in all of that, after the swordswoman recovered she would pull herself off of the kitsune and finish her lover off with her mouth before continuing. Otherwise though, she wouldn't even bother trying to be coy or sneaky about what had transpired, she certainly didn't have any regrets about what she had done, and once Sensensiel and Sashien had finished up the pale girl would pull herself away from Krig just far enough to remove her earplugs and her ballgag, having expended too much energy to move anymore than she had to.

"So.... Which mouth was mine?" She amusedly asked once the kitsune was able to hear her, with an incredible similarity to what an out of breath cat who had eaten a canary might sound like.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

Sashien was putty in Tamonten’s hands by that point, not merely acquiescing to the swordswoman’s lewd motions but actively participating in and enjoying them. Once she had sucked down most of the kitsune’s latest portion of semen, the sphinx was easily pulled free and allowed her head to be tilted back. Once Tamonten had licked her chin clear of the thick, salty goo, not only did she remain in place to permit that incredibly lewd kiss, but her own serpentine tongue actively coiled forth to grab it and drag it into her mouth, there to find itself immersed in a pool of her lover’s semen mixed with the bound sphinx’s saliva. Her plump ass was free for the swordswoman to play with however she pleased, the light smack against it drawing a brief yelp that was far more pleasure than pain from the sphinx, and any further molestations triggering similar reactions.

Once that distraction was done with, Tamonten would find Sashien no less malleable, and once the woman was bent over the bed she spread her legs and simply remained in place, allowing Tamonten to see the rivulets of girl-cum running down her toned thighs as the toy embedded inside of her did its work. The mighty faerie literally quaked as that toy was taken away from her and tossed aside, however, and Sashien looked over her shoulder with wide eyes and issued a needy moan through her gag, waving that voluptuous rump back and forth alluringly in an effort to get something… Anything to fill her up again.

And there was Sensensiel, walking over on hands and knees as Tamonten commanded, who still managed to look nervous despite the arousal that the swordswoman could easily see was quite potent given that her canine length was already throbbing eagerly for a turn at the vaguely feline’s faerie’s flower. “Arf!” the angel would say, breaking her previously excellent dog impressions for a fairly flat repetition of the sound and delivering it in an entirely sardonic and amused manner as she carefully took up her position behind Sashien at Tamonten’s guidance. The next sound that Sensensiel made was moan, but that moan was drowned out in volume quite handily by Sashien’s as Tamonten guided the cock she’d put on the unbound woman towards the soaking folds of the bound one. Before she turned away and after she removed her hand, Tamonten would be able to see those petals quivering alongside their owner, internal muscles working to draw that cock in and welcome it to its new abode in a way that – at least judging by Sensensiel’s reaction to it – felt quite nice. Only a few seconds later the duo were moving rapidly, slamming together and filling the room with their moaning and the wet slaps of their hips.

Then, however, it was finally Tamonten’s turn with Krig. The kitsune had sat patiently, relaxing in her afterglow following the end of Sashien’s turn with her, and while Tamonten was left to listen to the first two to suck her lover off going at one another like wild animals she was free to worship that magically conjured length of kitsune cock as much as she pleased. The beginnings of that worship didn’t require much effort on her part, as Sashien had been quiet thorough in draining the kitsune of her seed, leaving only what had leaked out while the rest of them had been occupied elsewhere. That wouldn’t stop the pale warrior from being thorough in her cleaning, however, no doubt spurred on as she was by Krig’s renewed squirming and muffled noises of pleasure. Once that length was fully clean save for a glistening sheen of her own saliva, Tamonten earned her first genuine squirms and moans from the kitsune as her tongue circled the highly sensitive tip, bringing that length to full hardness and allowing her to feel the shivers of sensation that shot through her bound partner.

Those shivers only became more pronounced as she began to bob her head onto that turgid length, taking the kitsune’s cock deeper an inch at a time until she began to gag. Krig began to buck her hips up into Tamonten’s mouth during the brief wait, her body demanding more from the swordswoman, but the kitsune was anything but in control at that point. Free to take as much time as she liked with her lover, Tamonten gradually worked herself down and down, taking Krig’s cock deeper with every bob of her head as she found it easier to suppress her gag reflex than she might have expected. Eventually her pale hand was moved away, leaving only the last two inches or so of dick for her to cram down her throat. A break at that point ensured that her lover’s cock wouldn’t spill its liquid gift too soon, and then after only a few more bobs Tamonten’s lips would meet Kringlicsly’s mound as the full length of the kitsune’s dick bent its way down her throat.

That was about when the swordswoman started growing more creative, and every new source of pleasure made the woman moan and squirm in new ways, while the breaks would have her whining and writhing with need. Tamonten would know the signs of her partner’s impending climax quite well by then, however, and staving that peak off so that she could get through the breadth of the things she wanted to do to give Krig pleasure would be an easy enough task for her. It very nearly ended when Tamonten moved her mouth to the kitsune’s previously untouched womanhood and slid her lingual muscle past those drooling lips, diving past her petals and exploring her depths for several moments and very nearly causing Krig to erupt before her own lusts took control of her.

That sudden shift was all that stopped Krig from cumming right then and there, but such was quite possibly a boon to the impossibly aroused swordswoman, as it gave her an excuse to tease the woman more and ensured that she’d last long enough to let Tamonten herself get off. Though she didn’t pay a glance to the mating pair as she climbed over Krig, she would hear a particularly loud moan from the pair followed by a period of relative quiet, albeit a very brief period before a surprised gasp from Sensensiel quickly escalated into the duo starting the whole thing up again. Not one to keep herself waiting long at that point, Tamonten quickly guided herself down and speared herself upon the hardened shaft she had summoned onto her lover, prompting Krig to let out a moan tinged with surprise as her hips reflexively shot up and ensured that every inch was buried into Tamonten’s quivering sex.

She would feel that length hitting every sweet spot on its way in, almost as if she had crafted it for this very purpose, but at that point the fires burning in her loins offered no room for suspicions towards her subconscious workings as she’d crafted her lovers length. Close as she was, feeling those petals dragging across the surface of her length had the kitsune howling in pleasure like nothing before had, and even if she couldn’t move much she made what motions she could to prompt Tamonten to do more. Her own shocks of pleasure growing more intense as she upped the tempo of her bucking, the two were soon slapping together as lightning bolts raced through each of them and set their every nerve alight. Much as she felt her own tension rapidly building toward a release, Tamonten would now be able to feel that same tension thrumming through her partner and building towards that same desperate crescendo. The kitsune had spent an entire night being teased by lips and tongues, and now that she had some source of consistent pleasure that wasn’t likely to end just as she was on the precipice of satisfaction, she seemed all too eager to take advantage of it.

And then, soon enough, that satisfaction would come to both of them at once. In the wild blur of sensations and motion, it would be impossible for Tamonten or Kringlicsly to tell which of them found orgasm first, or if they had reached the apex of pleasure and descended into sexual bliss at the exact same moment. What was certain, however, was that the power of that mutual peak nearly knocked both of them unconscious with its power, pleasure rolling through Tamonten’s body and easing that ache that had been building inside of her since she had started her lewd games with the kitsune and their faerie partners. That very same pleasure rocked Krig’s body like a hurricane, leaving her gasping in breaths between moaning screams that her gag barely had the power to muffle. The feelings of her own body quivering with delight would only be enhanced, two fold at that, by the twin sensations that started as she and Krig came together; firstly that she felt her lover’s cock throbbing as wave after wave of boiling hot cum was pumped in thick ropes right into her womb, and secondly that tendrils of her lover’s essence coiled out and dove into her own, the familiar sensation of her ever vulnerable soul being devoured by her partner making every physical sensation feel far, far more intense.

Though she easily could have in that moment, Krig didn’t gorge herself on the entirety of Tamonten’s soul even as her battered spirit offered itself for such, leaving the swordswoman enough of herself left to function at the very least, and once they came down from that world-shattering mutual climax Tamonten was left to collapse against the kitsune only mildly tired. Krig was all too happy to pant contentedly against her, the kitsune’s cum kept locked within the swordswoman’s womanhood by the plug created by the shaft that had delivered it, and endure their afterglow and aftershocks together. Every spasm one of them went through threatened to drive the spikes of pleasure from their highly sensitive sexual anatomy into the spectrum of pain, so powerful were the sensations at that point, but gradually the two of them were able to come down from that high, and Krig began to nuzzle lightly against Tamonten.

If her gaze went to Sensensiel and Sashien at that point, she would find the duo tied together by the knot on the angel’s canine phallus, but still wildly humping at one another. A few more moments and Tamonten would at the very least hear their second orgasm, and if she opted to watch she would see Sensensiel’s knot throbbing and swelling as the sphinx’s pussy drank up every drop of cum that she had to offer, much like Tamonten’s had done to Krig’s not so long ago. It was clear that the two of them could do more, but it would be both easy and convenient to separate them at that point, and the angel had followed the pale warrior’s commands and refrained from speaking beyond a handful of moans that had contained semi-intelligible words, or from using her hands while she and Sashien had been going at it.

Once the duo were apart, Tamonten was free to take away the earbuds and gag, and Krig would gasp in a breath and allow a small river of saliva to leak out onto the bed for a moment as she basked in what clearly looked to be a sensation of relief. Once that had passed and Tamonten delivered her question, however, the kitsune would gasp out; “The… The last! You were the last one… The one that rode me!”

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

The swordswoman wasn't even alarmed as Kringlicsly began to feast on her energy at the height of their shared climax. In truth, she was happier for it. The feeling of being drained was addictive in itself, and that it was Krig doing it made it all the more enjoyable. The thought of sharing part of herself in that way with the woman who she loved so dearly brought her pleasure as surely as any part of the physical act did. Combined with the overwhelming ecstasy of feeling her pussy and womb filled to the brim with her lover's cock and cum, if it was possible for a person's mind to shatter from pleasure overload alone then she would've certainly believed that she was close.

And when it all died down, the energy that her partner had drained made her feel all the lazier when it came to extracting herself from the foxgirl. There was a certain warmth and coziness to the spirit wielder, and to the feeling of her conjured member still plugging her release in and keeping it from escaping Tamonten's body. The pale girl was satiated and now just a little bit sleepy, and the thought of moving and depriving herself of her lover's comfort seemed downright unconscionable to her in her mood. Maybe she could just take a little nap atop her comfortable spirit wielder pillow and nobody would notice....

Well, it was a nice fantasy to indulge in, at least. Napping could come later though, it was time to finally release Kringlicsly from her bonds. The pale girl mournfully removed herself from her partner's shaft, allowing her seed to dribble free of the swordswoman's cunny, and stood up. Her first act was to separate Sensensiel and Sashien, lest they go for a third round, and her second was to remove the sphinx's bindings and gag and toss them aside. "Krig's bindings are about to come off, so I think it's only proper that we greet her accordingly," Tamonten explained, but made no effort to guide the other two beyond that. With her two assistants ready, all that was left was to remove the foxgirl's gag and earplugs, and she did so before asking Krig that all-important question and receiving her lover's (correct) answer.

The swordswoman couldn't have predicted how hearing Kringlicsly make that correct guess would make her heart flutter in her chest, but it did. Her imagination ran wild. A whole day spent as Krig's toy. Would her lover be relatively tame? Would she keep it to simple things between the two, like a day between them in the bedroom that they had been granted by the Lady of Acheron? Would she have the pale girl wear something unusual? An outfit? Lingerie? Bondage gear? She had said something about repaying the swordswoman for earlier, maybe Krig would tie her up as she had done to the foxgirl and then tease the pale girl to the brink before forcing her to whimper and beg for release? The thought caused Tamonten to chew her bottom lip in anticipation. Maybe she would be a bit more extreme than that? Maybe Kringlicsly would spank her, or parade her around the palace naked, or dominate her in front of strangers, or put her on display in an odd place, or....

Good gods, where did all that come from? She shook herself out of it, as she hadn't managed to say a word in response to the foxgirl since she had let her imagination get away with her. "Well," the swordswoman broke the standing silence. "I certainly can't deny that I rode you," she admitted as she gently pulled Kringlicsly into a sitting position and removed her arm restraints. "But what if it was all a clever ruse? What if that was Sensensiel's mouth and I simply snuck in midway through?" Tamonten highly doubted that Krig would fall for that, but she wasn't going to pass up the chance to tease her lover. "Are you still sure?"

Assuming that Krig sensibly didn't change her mind and confirmed that she was sure, the pale girl would continue. "Then your choice will remove your blindfold for you." After that, Tamonten would wait a few seconds, grasping at the last chance to add some suspense to the reveal, and then slowly removed the foxgirl's blindfold before dramatically pulling it away and revealing that her lover had chosen correctly. And once the spirit wielder's eyes were upon her, she met them with a smile before sinking to her knees and adopting the same demure pose that Sensensiel had used on her earlier. Once she was there, on her knees with her hands on her lap, she looked up at Kringlicsly as eagerly as she ever had before, blushing brightly as she recalled the Krig of her imagination utterly dominating her. "What will we do first..." Tamonten paused, weighing the word in her mouth for a few moments before practically purring out, "Mistress?"

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

Separating Sashien and Sensensiel proved perhaps a little bit more difficult than she might have thought, largely thanks to the anatomy of the tool that she had supplied the angel with, but they at least seemed to be in a state of mind that they were cooperative. Sensensiel kept silent, still evidently playing the part she'd been assigned as a faithful canine given how cooperative she was in following Tamonten's instructions. Sashien, however, refused initially to move after Tamonten had pulled Sensensiel's conjured cock out of her, lying contentedly as the angel's cum dripped from her sex, but a quick smack on her rump would awaken her again and prompt her to straighten up. Once she did, however, she seemed quite glad to be out of her bindings, and beat Tamonten to the punch in removing her gag. The thing came loose with a small fountain of drool to match the one leaking down the sphinx's legs, and she let out a comforted sigh and said; "Ahhhh! Much better! You've no idea how hard I had to try to keep from breaking that stuff! Next round will be much more fun without it!"

The two approached Krig with Tamonten following the swordswoman's words, forming a circle around the woman as Tamonten asked her fateful question. After Krig delivered her reply, Tamonten's efforts to make her unsure of herself caused the kitsune to break out into a smirk suddenly, and she evenly replied; "Oh it definitely wasn't Sensensiel's turn when you hopped on, I'm pretty sure of that!" The angel would blush at that, and glance down at the cock that she still sported as if examining it. The kitsune froze after Tamonten's reaction to that and her announcement that her blindfold was to be taken off, allowing the item to be removed without any issue and ending her lover's blindness.

For a moment Krig simply blinked, her ears twitching around as her eyes adjusted to having light to see by once again, but once they could focus again and she found the pale swordswoman gazing back at her Krig burst out into a grin. Sitting up, her tail began to swish across the surface of the covers, and the purple-haired spirit wielder watched the swordswoman adopt her submissive role with an excited but tired grin. "Good pet," she would purr in turn, somewhat more awkward on the delivery than Tamonten perhaps but no less earnest in her excitement. The kitsune would ponder what to do for a moment before glancing at Sensensiel and Sashien in turn, with the angel quickly glancing back at her cock as if examining it and blushing furiously while the sphinx met the kitsune's gaze with one that was practically a challenge. The member sported by the angel drew Krig's gaze back to it, however, and she quirked an eyebrow at it before looking up at the angel and saying; "Did she give that to you... On purpose?"

Sensensiel would, after opening her mouth to speak and then shutting it again, nod and let out a very canine whimper. Such acts would, in turn, cause Krig to giggle in surprise and amusement before saying; "Ahhh, heh, that explains the tail too then... Sashien, do remove that for her would you? And as good as you are at the part, you can stop acting like a dog. Her turn as the one giving the orders is over~" Sashien would chuckle as she moved to obey the kitsune, turning the relieved sigh that Sensensiel gave at the same time into a moan of surprise as the plug was delicately pulled from her bottom. Turning again to Tamonten, she would gesture with one hand at her own cock and with the other at Sensensiel's crotch as she continued; "These have seen their use for the night, and my first command is that you dismiss them!"

Once the canine cock was removed from the angel and the more normal one was gone from her lover's crotch, Krig let out a contented sigh and rubbed herself for a moment before looking to Tamonten and saying; "Good! Now, take the tools you've used and wipe them down as best you can. They'll need to be cleaned properly later, so make sure that they're set aside where they can be recognized. Oh, and bring out a bit gag with some reigns for it! There will be no need to walk or to talk while you clean up after yourself." She would then allow Tamonten to do the cleaning as she'd instructed, receiving a light smack on the ass when she drew near to the kitsune regardless of how she performed her duties and then another harsher one from Sashien when she went to retrieve the tool that had, up until she had unleashed Sensensiel upon the sphinx, been buried in the sphinx's pussy and held there by the belt to which it was attached. The tool started humming again when Tamonten touched it, drawing on her energy to power its effect, but she would be allowed to switch it off to preserve her already slightly drained energies, and to ensure that it caused no trouble with any of the other gear that she had reclaimed from Elawdrin's dungeon.

Once her task was finished and she returned with the noted toys, Krig would receive the gag and reins with a grin and then simply place them aside. "There will be time for that later.... For now, however, I must tell you what I plan for you!" she began, and then allowed that to hang in the air for a few moments before continuing, "you are, from now until I say otherwise, to be my trusty mount! And, as my stallion, you are missing an important piece, no? I think you ought to fix that right now.... And since you seem to be getting creative, I think it ought to be of an appropriate size AND shape!" As Tamonten received and likely obeyed those orders, Sensensiel would be left gaping at the kitsune in shock, while Sashien looked both surprised and intrigued at how well Krig was taking to her place as a domme.

The kitsune wouldn't be lax in her duties either, as she would guide the creation of the cock that Tamonten was to sprout until she was satisfied, producing a member that was nearly a foot long and possessed a flared tip. Once she found the magically conjured penis to her standards, she would command the swordswoman thus; "Get on the bed just like I was, with your legs hanging off the edge while you lie on your back, with your feet on the floor." Once in place as commanded, Krig would move until she was kneeling over the swordswoman and lower her head until their noses were only inches apart, on her hands and knees herself but with her ample rear facing away from the rest of the room. "You have, I suspect, been a very naughty pet in my absence..." the kitsune purred, her voice now more confidant and making the act a good bit more believable, "...And while I was blindfolded it seems... And so you must be punished for all of that naughtiness~"

And then, as if on cue, Tamonten would feel two pairs of lips suddenly attach themselves to her cock, one by the base and the other near the tip. The higher one started off kissing and licking that strange tip experimentally, an agile tongue flicking at the flared glans and searching for the most sensitive spots, while the lower one began to lap at the main vein and nerve clusters running along the underside of the shaft, both actions ensuring that Tamonten was already swimming in pleasure and renewed arousal within the first five seconds. Before she could so much as look down to ascertain which lips belonged to who, Krig closed the distance between them and sealed her lips against Tamonten's in a deep, open mouthed kiss. Krig was just as awkward and earnest as she had been in all their previous kisses, but now she was both more adventurous and - after a minute of dueling her tongue with the kitsune's and winning handily with minimal effort - also trying to learn how to be better at it. How much Tamonten wished to coach her lover through example when she was supposed to be on the bottom was up to her, but she would quickly be able to figure out who was who where the two mouths kissing and licking at her freshly grown rod were when the lower one sprouted a tongue long enough to coil three times around her thick shaft and the other managed to take half of it down her throat without gagging in a single gulp. Sensensiel's descent was stopped by Sashien's head, but the sphinx quickly fixed that by uncoiling her devilish tongue and simply going lower, quickly proceeding past her cock and sliding into Tamonten's pussy instead.

A few seconds later she would feel the Sensensiel's lips against her mound right about when Sashien's tongue had finished lapping up Krig's cum and started sliding deeper, producing even more intense pangs of pleasure as her thick rod was squeezed and sucked and licked all at once, while her pussy had Sashien's impossibly long tongue diving in and finding every nerve that would make her squirm with pleasure like it had a map to go by. A few seconds later and those sensations would only intensify as the angel pulled back - sucking in a breath through nose once only the flared tip was in her mouth - and then drew the whole thing right back into her mouth in one slow gulp that allowed her tongue to explore Tamonten's creation in detail. At the same time that Sensensiel started her upward motion, Sashien's tongue found her g-spot and started flicking against it more quickly than any finger could move or any cock could thrust. The constant stimulation was overwhelming, and neither of her demi-faerie partners gave any indication that they would be merciful, but as she endured that Krig would briefly break the kiss to deliver a very good sensually commanding whisper; "Put your hands on the bed, hold on to the sheets. Don't move them, at all, for anything."

Her tone made it clear that such was not a request, and Tamonten had no time to argue or reply before her mouth was sealed against Krig's once more, and her tongue was dancing with the kitsune's as Krig displayed a slightly less awkward technique. The more domineering she became, the less sloppy her actions were, and with the distraction provided by the ecstasy rolling up her spine as her body was pushed toward the brink by the two women taking their mouths to her conjured cock and her pussy it was soon Krig who was dominating their kiss. Faster and faster those two worked on her, Sensensiel bobbing and sliding her tongue along the swordswoman's shaft and Sashien writhing her tongue within the pale woman's folds, until Tamonten was right on the edge and no doubt quite ready to tip right over it... Only, she didn't. Sensensiel topped with nothing more than the tip in her mouth, and Sashien's tongue withdrew down to only the petals, and there she was left with nothing more than light teases delivered in a surprisingly well synced pattern from the two to keep her on the edge. Seconds turned into minutes as Tamonten was toyed with, but it felt like years as their efforts kept her close, Sensensiel and Sashien both alternating and working together in turn to leave Tamonten close to her climax but never pushing her over that edge and giving her satisfaction.

And then, after a while of being so tortured and unable to do anything about it, Sashien holding her down quite effectively regardless of her struggles (if she bothered with them at all) while she and Sensensiel combined their efforts to drive the possessed woman insane in ways that Elawdrin had seemingly never thought of, Krig broke the kiss and took in a deep breath. Their noses rubbed lightly together for a moment as the swordswoman was left squirming beneath the kitsune and her two assistants, which had until recently been Tamonten's assistants, but then Krig let out a genuine lewd purr; "Feeling good? You're about to feel even better. You see..." Suddenly she was looking into those deep, multifaceted eyes, their cores emerald like her own but filled with a rainbow of colors that seemed to expand the deeper she went, "I'm cheating~"

Tamonten's body was left briefly unstimulated as she was dragged slightly off of the bed, Sashien doing the brunt of the pulling but Sensensiel helping to bring the swordswoman down such that her bottom was hanging off the edge about evenly. Krig pulled her up by her armpits then, leaving the kitsune's breasts pressing against her back and her mouth hovering beside Tamonten's ear while her arms wrapped around the swordswoman's belly. The shift in perspective allowed her to see the two of them now on either side of her hips as they grinned back at her. "I'm cheating real hard!" The fantasy she'd had on arriving in the Lady of Acheron's domain, when she'd first seen Sashien in her gorgeous humanoid form, was quick to come true as angel and sphinx mashed their breasts together around her conjured shaft. She'd been left on the brink already, but when those two started sliding that conjoined valley of cleavage up and down it happened painfully slowly. Every slow pull up was a pleasure hell that brought her right back to the verge of cumming, leaving only that flared tip she'd sprouted poking out from between their soft mounds as her pre leaked copiously, staining pale and dark flesh alike in her pearly white goo. And then every slide downwards was just as bad, taking long enough to let her recede just a tiny bit before the pause at the bottom forced her to ache with anticipation.

"Do you like those big tits sliding up and down over your dick?" Krig asked innocently, and then suddenly the tip had two mouths kissing and licking at it while the pair continued their steady motions. That allowed Tamonten to feel the soft vibrations of the moans they were emitting, no doubt from the tips of their breasts rubbing together as they worked their busts up and down, but even then the swordswoman was denied the orgasm that her body was being made to desire more and more by the second. Krig's tail flitted forth, rubbing against her side and tickling her distractingly, and then for several more minutes spent in pleasure hell she would be able to watch Sashien and Sensensiel kissing with the head of her cock sandwiched between their battling tongues, their breasts working together over her shaft as Krig nibbled on her ear. "Do you want them to make you cum?" Krig whispered, and as if on cue the two busty demi-fey sped up until their breasts were pumping up and down furiously over her length. An instant or a few seconds depending on how much she tried to resist it, Tamonten wouldn't last long before bliss washed over her and released her from the tension she'd been made to build up.

Wave after wave of her cream shot up against the lips and chins of Sensensiel and Sashien as Tamonten was left rolling in waves of even greater ecstasy, and by the time that climax was finished she had left both women covered in cum. Spurts had landed on their cheeks and foreheads, leaving them clinging together by ropes of her seed there, but far more had landed on their breasts, and sprayed there from hitting their now thoroughly cum coated chins and lips. Most of that was gone within only a few moments as they licked each other and the head of Tamonten's shaft clean, leaving the swordswoman to bask in her afterglow while Krig went back to nibbling on her ear and tickling her side with her tail. A moment later Sensensiel moved down and started cleaning Sashien's breasts, however, and then Krig released Tamonten's earlobe and said; "Sensensiel!"

(Part 1 ends here, yes it was so big that it took two parts.)

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

(Part 2 here, this wasn't even logsssss)

The angel looked up in what could only be called aroused surprise, and though she didn't see the look that Krig gave in return it prompted the angel to part from the sphinx and climb up onto the bed. That didn't distress Sashien any by all accounts, as it gave her an opportunity to start licking the semen from the surface of her own bounteous orbs with that unnatural tongue of hers. Krig moved as well, shifting around so that she was beside and in front of Tamonten but leaving an arm wrapped around Tamonten's lower back if she put her weight on herself. Regardless, she would be able to watch Krig kiss the angel before leaning down to clean the swordswoman's load from the angel's breasts. Sensensiel was content to lean her head back and moan softly as Krig's mouth trailed over her bust, cleaning up the cum just like Sashien was doing to herself and swallowing it all down before going for the angel's peak. The kitsune spent over a minute suckling on that pink tip, causing Sensensiel to writhe like a snake before an Anudorian charmer, and when she shifted to the other breast the whole process seemed to start again as her lover's tail swished back and forth against her side. It ended differently, however, as after paying only a moment's attention to that second nipple she straighted up to engage the taller angel in a kiss that shared a mouthful of Tamonten's sperm with her.

It was as she watched the exchange between angel and kitsune that she felt the tip of her cock pressed against something, and a glance down would allow her to see her cock vanish to the hilt into Sashien's drooling pussy. Whether or not she witnessed it with her eyes, Tamonten would hear the soft squelch from the cum and juices already in the orifice suddenly taking in her cock, and she certainly felt the crushing strength of those soft folds and the heat of the angel seed already coating her insides. The sphinx's big, bronzed ass was seated in her lap as her hands found Tamonten's knees, leaving the swordswoman supporting the majority of the sphinx's weight, but that sensation was barely noticeable compared to that now emanating from her equine length as Sashien's inner walls clamped around it and quivered with excitement.

Krig broke her kiss with Sensensiel and took notice of this, giving a soft chuckle and saying; "Naughty kitten, doing things I haven't told you to do~ Tamonten, spank the bad kitty!" Compelled by lust and her own commitment to her role to do that, the swordswoman would no doubt obey, but after emitting a sound halfway between a startled yelp and a lewd moan from the fall of Tamonten's hand against her rump Sashien simply looked back at Krig with an expression similar to the guilty gaze that the pale warrior herself had worn after riding Kringlicsly but far more daring. Her ass rose as if to pull off, but just when she reached to the point where only that flared tip was embedded inside of her the sphinx's bottom reversed direction and slammed back down, sheathing her length within Sashien's unbearably tight womanhood once more, and if the moan and the fluttering of those inner walls that came as a result Sashien had enjoyed it just as much as she had.

"Bad kitty! Spank her again! Again!" Krig would cry with insincere ire at the sphinx's antics, and each of the blows against her bottom prompted another quick buck of her hips and a series of tenses and relaxations of those inner walls, no less devilish than her tongue had been. Her kitsune domme was no less demanding of more spanking for each naughty buck, at one point saying; "Keep going! Spank her until she's gone from brown to red!" At that she would fall silent, only speaking when Tamonten fell behind, and soon enough Sashien was bucking up and down too quickly for her to issue such a blow with every motion on her part anyway. What was more, Tamonten's limbs began to feel heavy and leaden as the busty sphinx rode her, weakness spreading every time that rounded ass bounced against her pelvis and started another ascent, but it was not coming from any drain being placed upon her soul, as in fact the opposite would be occurring as Tamonten gained access to the sphinx's vast reserve of energy through the pleasure that she caused. Rather, the sheer power of the physical stimulation caused by her partner's pussy was causing her nerves to go on overdrive to try and compensate, signals going every which way and causing random muscles to tense and relax in an effort to control the unrelenting suction being placed over her length. It was a purely physical sensation, bereft of the addicting spiritual sensation that those who fed upon her highly vulnerable essence during sex, but it was no less successful in leaving her spanking weaker than it could have been as the strength of her muscles was sapped from them.

Thankfully, there would be no teasing at her peak this time. Once that rod began to give off its telltale throbs as it plunged in and out of those crushing depths, Sashien stopped her bucking and instead began to grind herself back and forth with her nether lips resting comfortably against the swordswoman's mound. Her inner walls gave those soft flutters with her buck, and the rise of the sphinx's moans indicated that she was getting close as well, but it would be Tamonten who came first, made to erupt within the shapeshifter's pulsating flower harder than even Elawdrin had been able to make her cum. The first burst of liquid heat had those folds clamping as Sashien let out a moan mixed with a surprised gasp, and then the second vanished before her tip could even feel it as Sashien's body began to suck. The third would confirm that feeling amidst the raw bliss of her most recent orgasm, just about when Sashien's began as well, and the rest of Tamonten's climax would be caused not by bucking or by the grinding that ended with that second spurt, but by the rhythmic pulsating of Sashien's inner walls as they milked every drop from Tamonten's cock and sucked it deep into the other woman's body.

For how long that went on, it was hard to say, but eventually Sashien stopped draining Tamonten dry and slowly slid off of her, leaving a cock coated only in Sashien's girlcum and traces of Sensensiel's earlier deposits. Another soft moan beside her would find Tamonten looking to the side again, and she would see Krig's fingers sliding out of Sensensiel's pussy, having been there for the duration of Sashien's ride, only to swiftly vanish between the kitsune's lips. A moment of lewd suckling later and they were popping free of her mouth, and Sensensiel was looking at her like she'd never met the violet-haired spirit wielder as she displayed her now clean fingers and said; "Tsk, such a crime! You've gone and ignored poor Seny's pussy this entire time? How could you possibly resist!? Well, we'll just have to fix that! Sashien!"

Tamonten was unceremoniously pushed back up onto the bed such that her legs were hanging off of the sides by the superhumanly strong sphinx, her most recent partner apparently uncaring for the minor chaffing and cover mussing that her actions caused. Sensensiel was quickly straddling her while Krig knelt down on hands and knees, but then the kitsune suddenly said; "Wait!" Both angel and sphinx paused, and the kitsune quickly continued; "Pull her legs up so that they're over her shoulders and behind her head." Sashien, possibly with Tamonten's assistance if she hadn't allowed her body to become jello by that point, quickly obeyed and left the swordswoman folded up like a pretzel, her cock sticking up in the air and both of her holes on full display, and after giving a look towards the kitsune now holding her ankles behind her head Sensensiel resumed what she'd been doing before.... Namely, climbing on top of the swordswoman with her feet planted beside Tamonten's hips, and directing the head of her cock against her petals. It was a bit more difficult to get that flared tip past her gates than it had been for Sashien, but eventually the head vanished into her with a soft pop and a gasp on the angel's part, and the rest of Tamonten's length was quick to begin following.

Sensensiel was a different experience altogether from either of her previous partners, nowhere near as tight as Sashien and probably not even as clenchy as Krig, but like the kitsune she was soft and welcoming inside as her flesh yielded to the intrusion, and she gave soft flutters as the tip and the veins running along the warrior's shaft brushed up against her sweet spots. As with Sashien, Tamonten would feel the angel's soul begin to flow into her own naturally as their spirits drew closer during the act, and with the angel she would find it even easier to feed on that powerful celestial essence than she had with the sphinx's more grounded and natural spirit. Sensensiel began to buck back up at about the halfway point of her length, but the magic wielding angel would go further and further down with each thrust until she had replicated Sashien's feat of taking the whole thing inside, though for her it required some shifting about and more forceful motions once the tip started pressing up against her cervix.

While she was working at that, however, Kringlicsly and Sashien were not to be idle. Holding Tamonten down, the kitsune glanced at the sphinx and grinned, pondering something, before saying; "She does seem to just want more, doesn't she? Why don't you fill the hole I left, hrm? She's really quite tight even after a couple of rounds~" Sashien, in turn, would grin and reply; "Sure!" The kitsune turned to Tamonten and opened her mouth, her expression suggesting that another command was forthcoming, but Sashien cut her off by saying; "You needn't bother her, I've got it covered~"

Krig glanced her way in surprise, but Tamonten would discover why if she couldn't puzzle it out on her own, when she felt something pressing against her petals just when her tip first kissed against Sensensiel's cervix. "You gave me a few treats... Now lets see how you like one of mine~" the sphinx purred, and then the swordswoman's sex was stretched as the shapeshifter slid a cock that she would quickly find was anything but normal into her folds. The pleasures caused by Sensensiel's motions and her twisted positioning, something that she might not have been able to even attempt before magic had warped her body, ensured that Tamonten was quite tense inside, and that in turn ensured that she would feel the soft spines lining the length that was slowly being pushed into her. Their tips were, thankfully, blunted to the point that they caused her not even a tiny bit of pain, but after prodding for a moment against the swordswoman's deepest point she would begin to pull back, and those soft rods digging against her inner walls felt pleasurable in ways that she had likely never even imagined.

As it turned out, watching Tamonten be double teamed by the two repeatedly and giving a whole lot of teasing herself got Krig pretty horny too, and after watching the sphinx thrusting and the angel bucking, each moaning their pleasure and no doubt bringing Tamonten all sorts of pleasure of her own, the kitsune once again sprung into action. Specifically, she crawled forward and moved from holding Tamonten's ankles in place by an invisible string of force instead of with her hands, and then calmly planted her plump rear right onto the pale warrior's face. "Sensensiel's wasn't the only pussy you haven't been paying enough attention to~" she gasped, her hips already shifting back and forth as she began to grind her sex over Tamonten's lips, providing an eyeful of her violet colored tail and plump backside and a noseful of the musky but sweet scent of her lover's honey. It was looking like the long haul at that point, with each of her respective partners ready to continue as they were until all of them were fully satisfied, with Tamonten in the center being made to stimulate and being stimulated by all three of her other partners at once, as Krig was quick to leaned forward as Tamonten started making use of her mouth and clasp her fingers over the swordswoman's nipples. Sashien and Sensensiel were both working themselves slowly but steadily upwards in pacing, the angel bouncing up and down until her hips were smacking wetly against Tamonten's while she engaged Krig in a deep kiss shortly after the kitsune had adopted her own position over Tamonten's face, and the sphinx pounded remorselessly into the pale warrior's flower as those barbs hit sensitive spots that she'd never known she had.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

The swordswoman's initial reaction to Krig calling her a good pet was simply to blush, though in those few moments of silence that followed as her lover assessed the situation Tamonten couldn't stop her mind from racing. Pet, she focused on that word and everything that laid behind it. What did it mean for Kringlicsly to use that word? What new side of herself was the foxgirl going to display that night? Alongside that, there was a certain taboo to it. The pale girl was supposed to be strong and independent, a pet most certainly was not. A pet was supposed to submit themselves completely to their master, and to strive to earn their favor. And yet, there was definitely a certain appeal to submitting herself in whole to her lover....

Her thoughts were momentarily shaken by the kitsune's commentary on the addition she had given Sensensiel, and Tamonten couldn't help but blush and avert her eyes to the ground. But as much as she felt embarrassed about the activities she had selected for the sphinx and angel between turns with Krig, her thoughts were elsewhere. Would she be punished for this? Spanked, perhaps? Tied up? Made to service that canine cock, even? She couldn't help but chew on her lower lip as she considered the possibilities and subsequently found them appealing so long as it was all at Krig's hands. There was certainly some resistance to the prospect of giving herself over mind and body to the whims of another, but somewhere deep down she very much wanted to try doing that with the woman she loved.

To that end, she was quick enough to obey Kringlicsly's first order. "Yes, mistress," she replied, completely falling short of sounding like a convincing pet as she tried those two words in conjunction for the first time. Whatever spirit she might have lacked in her tone wasn't lacking in her dedication to seeing her mistress's whim done though, as Tamonten would immediately release her spirit's workings, which soon resulted in the phalli she had bestowed upon Kringlicsly and Sensensiel receding and eventually disappearing completely. With that done, she awaited the foxgirl's next command.

Krig's next order caused some consternation in the pale girl. Cleaning certainly wasn't hard and it wasn't demeaning either, but it also wasn't what she had been expecting. It caused her to noticeably hesitate for reasons that she couldn't fully put her finger on, although she couldn't help but wonder if truly she hadn't just been hoping for something more intense. Still, after that brief uncertainty had passed she began to go about the job of tidying up. Her first act was to grab the wrist restraints, blindfold, and earplugs that she had used on Kringlicsly and, true to the letter of her lover's order, began to crawl on her hands and knees toward the bags she had deposited near the door. She would've continued to clean in that manner too, had inspiration not come on her first such trip in the form of Kringlicsly's light smack.

It was the feel of her lover's hand landing against her backside and the exciting rush that came from that little dominating display of Kringlicsly's that caused Tamonten to realize that, while cleaning on her hands and knees was certainly an interesting little aside in its own right, she was going about her task artlessly. After all, good pet ought to seek to go above and beyond their mistress's call, right? It was her duty to try to earn her mistress's favor in even the simplest of tasks. She finished that first trip plainly enough, arriving back at the bags and withdrawing her tattered fairy clothing in order to wipe off the three items she had brought along with her before laying the silky cloth on the ground and placing the used toys on it for later bundling. It was the trips that came after that bore the fruit of her blossoming desire to be a better pet.

The target of her second trip was the vibrating toy that she had brought to bear against Sashien. Tamonten crawled toward it quickly enough, much as she had the first three objects, but this time, when she got near it, she didn't reach for it with her hands. Instead, the pale girl dropped her upper body enough in order to attempt to grab the toy with her mouth. The first attempt failed miserably due to the vibrations, but while she ended up needing to turn it off with her hands she didn't give up on picking it from the ground with her mouth alone, if only because of the perverse pleasure she took in tasting the dusky fey on it. With a bit of trial and error, she managed to lift it with the tip of it between her lips on the third try.

But that wasn't the end of it, on her route back to the bag she purposely passed not only Sashien but also Kringlicsly and Sensensiel at the perfect angle for them to spank her or do whatever else they might desire to her rear as she went by, and she would meet any such actions they took with a soft, muffled moan and by gratefully pushing the flesh of her ass back against their hands for a few moments. And while she made the crawl to fetch the toy plainly enough, once she had braved the gauntlet of the foxgirl and the sphinx and the angel she would significantly slow herself and adopt a noticeable sway in her hips on her path to deposit the toy, allowing the others a good view of the marks they had left on her pale ass and of her drooling sex.

Tamonten continued that with each trip that followed, fetching a toy with her mouth, bringing herself through the gauntlet of the other women's hands, and then giving them a good view of their handiwork as she moved to return every item she had utilized to a pile atop the tattered silky clothing. After doing so a total of six times, she finished her work by wiping all the items off and bundling them in her ruined clothes so that they would be easily identifiable, and upon concluding found herself not only incredibly excited by the nature of what she had just done but also inordinately proud of her endeavors to be a better pet. She was feeling proud enough and lewd enough that when it came time to deliver the bit and reins to her mistress, it would've been odd had she not carried them across the room in her mouth in order to drop them into Krig's lap.

When that was all said and done, Tamonten settled back into her submissive kneeling position in front of the foxgirl and awaited her next command in silence, still obeying the last order and not speaking just yet as she listened to Krig's explanation. Had anybody told the swordswoman two years prior that she would've literally trembled in anticipation when somebody declared that they were going to use her as a horse, she might've punched them. There she was though, kneeling before her lover-slash-mistress and both nervously and eagerly considering the possibilities. That barrage of thoughts came again as it had before. How serious was Kringlicsly? Would she truly be mounted by her lover and forced to ferry her around on her back? Would it be in public? How many would see it? How humiliating would it be?

Tamonten soon found herself chewing her bottom lip again, though for different reasons. What would everyone think if they saw her in that position beneath her lover? She would be putting herself out there for all to see in an utter lack of control. What would they say about her? Would they lose their respect for her? She found herself growing increasingly nervous and second thoughts were soon to follow. Surely Krig wouldn't go through with it if the idea bothered the pale girl too much, right? She could surely request that they not go through with it. The swordswoman would feel guilty about going back on her word, but she could make it up to her lover. Yes, this might just be a bridge too far for her. It was still important to remember the consequences after all.

And yet....

This was what she really wanted, wasn't it? Tamonten wanted to try giving in, and give herself up entirely to the whim of Kringlicsly. To be an obedient little pet... the thought of it truly excited her. The taboo was appealing. It was then or never, she believed. Either she went through with it in full and as a result might potentially reveal that submissive side of herself to everyone around her, or not at all. So which would she choose?

That line of thinking wasn't answered with another thought, but instead with action. Tamonten repositioned herself, moving to sit herself down on her rear and placing her hands on the floor behind her so that she could lean back and spread her legs as far as possible. As ridiculous as it certainly was by that point, exposing herself in that way to the other three caused her no small amount of embarrassment. It didn't dissuade her though, and moments after adopting the pose she pulled up her pale hand and allowed it to creep over her leg and down to her sex where she began to rub at her clit, sending sparks of pleasure up her spine.

Her own satisfaction wasn't the main goal of her little show, however, and soon after the little pleasure nub began to swell in size as her spirit stirred. Her hand gripped around it as it expanded, slowly stroking the sensitive, forming shaft and causing herself even more bursts of pleasure as it continued to grow by inches. It was around the six inch mark that her burgeoning tool began to truly resemble a horse's cock, the flesh becoming mottled and the flared tip took shape. Shortly after that it became too girthy for her to fully wrap her stroking hand around it, but she wouldn't pause in her show or pause in growing her cock and continued until her mistress expressed that she was happy with the lengthy rod.

"Yes, mistress," she would reply in a much more believable manner than the first time she had used it when Kringlicsly commanded her to get on the bed. She was certainly finding it easier to get into the role as her lover did the same. As before, she hastened to follow the foxgirl's command, quickly bringing herself up from her lewd position and laying on the bed as prescribed. Her heart began to flutter in her chest as her mistress took her own position and made those promises of punishment and the swordswoman found herself once again wondering what that would entail. The pale girl wouldn't get much time to speculate that latest time though, nor to respond for that matter.

Tamonten's mouth had opened in order to state her acceptance of her mistress's judgment, but that turned into a gasp of pleasure as she felt those wayward lips and tongues attack her equine shaft. Within seconds of the unseen sphinx and angel beginning their efforts, the warped woman began to squirm as bursts of pleasure emanated from her conjured manhood. She instinctively moved her head in order get a look at the two servicing her but was stopped by Krig's kiss, which she melted into. From her position as the target of every other woman in the room's lips, it was easy to forget that Kringlicsly was 'punishing' her, and so she eagerly and greedily met her lover's kiss as she usually did, forgetting that it would've been much more fitting for her to take the submissive role with the foxgirl.

She wouldn't be able to win out forever though, Sashien and Sensensiel made sure of that. The swordswoman first started to lose ground when the angel -- because in order to take that much of the girthy cock the pale girl had summoned in one go without gagging, it had to be Sensensiel -- made that first descent down her equine shaft. Tamonten quickly found it much harder to concentrate on her dance with Krig's tongue than it was to concentrate on the feeling of her dick halfway into the angel's mouth. Her hips and her moans rose in time with the amount of physical ecstasy she was deriving from the act, and if Sashien hadn't been present to hold her down then she might've tried to push the rest of her length into the blue-haired woman's waiting mouth. And when the sphinx's tongue entered her pussy, several times longer and more flexible and dextrous than anything that had ever penetrated her before, Tamonten nearly forgot that she was possessed of any body parts beyond what resided on her crotch.

By the time Sensensiel made her full descent, the possessed warrior's battle with Krig's tongue was well and truly lost. She could easily understand how her efforts at mimicking the angel's performance on Krig earlier hadn't fooled her foxgirl lover. The sensations that the other woman inflicted on her rod were completely beyond Tamonten's ability to coherently describe, and, as guilty as it made her feel with her lover still locking lips with her, she wasn't sure that any of the many partners she had that week had been able to cause as much pleasure to course through her as Sensensiel currently was. In truth, she wasn't sure that a small orgy of faeries focusing their attentions on her would've been able to match up to the feeling of having every single centimeter of her equine dick stimulated by the angel's mouth in one way or another. And when Sashien's tongue began its efforts on her g-spot, she was rapidly propelled toward an impending orgasm that she never even had a chance of resisting.

The pale girl could offer little more than a pleasured groan in response to her mistress's next command, in truth the words barely even registered in her head compared to the dominating, and by extension arousing, tone in her lover's voice. Perhaps it was fortunate that her hands were already gripping onto the sheets as tightly as possible if only for lack of certainty of what she could do with them to encourage the sphinx and angel to continue pleasuring her, or she might not have been coherent enough to follow Krig's order. Tamonten couldn't take her focus off of the pleasure of it all though, not with those telltale signs of impending orgasm hammering away at her senses. That intense climax and all the mental and physical satisfaction it could bring came closer and closer... and then Sashien and Sensensiel pulled away.

Then it was the swordswoman's turn to buck her hips fruitlessly against the powerful sphinx and whine fruitlessly into Krig's mouth. It was absolutely maddening being left on the very edge of a powerful orgasm and then being completely deprived of stimulation. The air of the room felt like ice on her cock compared to the warmth of Sensensiel's mouth, and her pussy felt woefully empty. If Krig hadn't held the kiss, Tamonten would've begged. She would've cried and pleaded and reasoned and bartered for her orgasm. The pale girl would've demeaned and debased herself and worse for the two women to finish her off. As it was, only the shadow of Krig's domineering whisper prevented Tamonten from attempting to grab one of their heads and force it down her cock or from seeking her own orgasm in what she felt was the few hours of tormenting her that came next. Had Elawdrin ever inflicted something similar upon her, the swordswoman might have broken given long enough.

And when her mistress next parted from their kiss, Tamonten prepared to do all those things. She whined as she prepared to beg, to offer to extend her sentence as Krig's pet as a day, or to pleasure the sphinx and angel, or anything they wanted if they would just let her come. Before she could find the capacity for words, however, her mistress began. The pale girl managed to offer a wordless nod in reply before she found herself attention being sucked into Kringlicsly's eyes, and then quickly found her mind-shattering sense of need replaced with alarm as her lover admitted that she was cheating.

Before she could even vocally express that alarm, Tamonten found herself being pushed and pulled and hoisted, and by the time she could process what was going on she found herself looking at that scene directly from her fantasies. "Oh gods..." she trailed off, partly in response to Kringlicsly's echo of her admission and partly because the sight of Sashien and Sensensiel preparing to push their breasts together around her cock had the already-aroused appendage in question hardening to the point that she thought it might burst. "Oh gods!" The swordswoman echoed at a much higher pitch as they actually did bring their chests together around her aching shaft, finding that while it wasn't as intense as the stimulation Sensensiel had provided with her mouth that the imagery of the two kneeling and putting all their focus into bringing her pleasure more than made up for that.

The sensations had her quaking and attempting to buck her hips upward again once more, though she still found herself unable to escape the pleasurable hell the two were inflicting on her. "Y-yes, mistress!" She guiltily cried when Kringlicsly uttered her lewd words. The introduction of the two women's lips into the mix had her head swimming at the combination of sights and sensations. Tamonten endured as best she could through the minutes that followed, telling herself that it couldn't be much longer and that even if they had no intent of ever letting her cum that either Krig would take pity on her eventually or they would slip up. By the time her mistress asked if she wanted to cum, though, the pale girl found herself in a mood to beg.

"I'll do anything! Please, mistress!" Whether or not that changed Kringlicsly's plans, however, when her mistress and her demi-fey assistants finally found the necessary mercy to finally send Tamonten over the edge, her cries would become far more lewd. "Ah! Mistress~!" The pale swordswoman-become-pet would groan as her body surrendered to the pleasure of her oncoming climax. Tamonten tensed as ecstasy radiated from her very core, causing her mind to go blank as she rode out the waves of pleasure to their end. Her cock erupted during it all, launching copious amounts of seed into the air and splattering everything and everyone who happened to be in the way. She could feel it all happen as she had so many times before, and yet it only ever seemed to get more satisfying and more intense. And when her climax came to its end, she was more than happy to merely bask in the afterglow as the other three women cleaned themselves and her or otherwise attended to her, all while unable to help but wonder if her current situation wasn't what being a queen might feel like.

(Part 1 of 2. Part 2 coming shortly, after a bit of proofreading and editing.)

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

It didn't take very much to rouse her from that contented state, however. Watching her lover-slash-mistress clean Sensensiel had Tamonten's conjured cock stirring again within moments. By the time Kringlicsly moved on to swapping the swordswoman's cum with the angel, the pale girl was more than ready to go again. It was the first sight since she had ridden her lover to succeed in making the pale girl regret losing the game, if only because of the sheer, overwhelming number of fantasies it immediately inspired in her. She couldn't stop herself from staring at the two with eyes filled with lust and her thoughts ran by at a mile per minute as she imagined taking the two in at least a hundred different scenarios. She really needed to win next time.

The reemerging hardness of her cock and her distraction would coincidentally end up making things easier on Sashien, as by the time Tamonten realized what the sphinx was doing her shaft was already to the hilt in her latest partner's gripping depths. "By the gods!" the swordswoman cried out as the overwhelming pleasure hit her full force, surely alerting Kringlicsly as to what was happening even if nothing else would have. The sphinx's depths were even harder to describe than Sensensiel's mouth had been, and somehow easily ranked even higher in terms of sheer pleasure. The pale girl had nearly cum immediately upon being mounted by the bronzed beauty and wrapped in her tight pussy, and was having difficulty avoiding a sudden climax even while the sphinx wasn't moving.

As a result, her mistress's following command came as the most difficult yet. To begin with, the feeling of the sphinx's pussy was so intense that she could barely move. Secondly, her conjured dick was very much in control of her thinking right then, and as such displeasing her mistress, as much as the thought bothered her, came in second to the prospect of Sashien quitting in the grand list of things that she dearly didn't want to happen right then. Finally, and perhaps most importantly, she was at least a little concerned that if she smacked the sphinx that it would cause the bronzed woman to tighten up and that in turn might cause the pale girl to immediately cum.

But even though it took several seconds, mostly spent trying to mentally steel herself for what sensations would ensue, Tamonten did eventually obey with a relatively weak swat at her partner's ass, and let out a sigh of relief as she narrowly avoided that potentially humiliating orgasm... which turned into a shriek of pleasure as Sashien slammed herself back down the length of the warrior's shaft. "Oh, gods," she muttered after her head stopped spinning following that second descent of the sphinx's ass toward her pelvis. Like before, obeying her mistress's orders didn't come as easily as she might've liked, and it took a full second before she found the mental reserve to raise her hand and swat Sashien's ass. And once again, she was treated to stimulation that stopped just short of causing her life to flash before her eyes as the sphinx rose to the tip and then slammed herself back down to the hilt.

The difficulty Tamonten found in raising her hand to continue spanking Sashien never went away, even if she hesitated less with each blow between Krig's motivation and the reward of receiving more of the body-numbing pleasure of Sashien riding her with each such smack. The swordswoman could barely find the strength to move, let alone to properly 'punish' her partner in her mistress's stead. It was by a miracle and every ounce of willpower she could muster that the pale girl lasted as long as she did, but it wasn't much longer after she had fallen behind that her cock began to throb as her body prepared to cross her peak. Even if Sashien hadn't picked up on that particular clue, Tamonten would make it exceedingly obvious as she grabbed at the shapeshifter's ass and held on for dear life and moaned; "I'm sorry, mistress!"

Not more than instants after Sashien had switched to grinding, the pale girl could feel the first eruption of seed from her cock as orgasmic bliss overtook her. Despite that she had just cum so many minutes prior, it had to be easily twice as much as she had loosed on the angel and sphinx earlier. It wasn't something that she gave much thought to though, compared to the sheer tactile pleasure of the sphinx's sex squeezing and sucking around her equine manhood throughout the height of her climax, which only grew more intense as Sashien herself orgasmed. Her body strained to keep up as it gave up what seemed to the swordswoman to be the better part of a liter of her cream to Sashien's milking pussy, and seemed to be trying to expel her consciousness along with it. If it hadn't been for the energy she had drained from her partner during the act, she might not have been able to keep from blacking out at the intensity of it all.

By the end of her latest duty as her mistress's trusty mount, she was left in a stupor as the sphinx rose off of her. She couldn't find the strength, nor the will, to move. The pale girl could only limply remain in the position that she had been left in, unable to form any sort of coherent thought or words or do much more than bask in the afterglow of her latest climax. Or at least she couldn't until it became obvious that her mistress had been making full use of her time with Sensensiel and the swordswoman's pleasure-addled mind honed in immediately on the alluring sight. "I'm sorry, mistress," she echoed, finding that the words fit more naturally in her mouth in her half-coherent and well-fucked state than they ever had earlier, after her foxgirl domme chastised her. "I wasn't thinking clearly," she ended with a grunt as the sphinx roughly shoved her into position.

The pale girl felt some disappointment as Sensensiel moved to straddle her and then stopped at her mistress's order, but that dissipated quickly enough. Tamonten was well past the point of whatever inhibitions she had started with by then, perhaps another thing that Sashien had managed to suck directly out of her, and she had more than enough faith in her kitsune mistress's ability and planning and found herself sinking completely into her place as Kringlicsly's pet mount. Whatever her mistress desired, that was good enough for the swordswoman, and so while she couldn't exactly offer direct help when the plan changed and Sashien made to fold her like a pretzel, she didn't offer any resistance to the way her legs were hooked behind her shoulders. This time she felt no humiliation or shame at her position, only arousal at the way it completely exposed her to the room.

And she met the idea of Sensensiel climbing atop her in that position with the same sort of excited acceptance. The idea that feeling her equine shaft slipping into the angel's neglected sex would feel good was more than enough to make her comfortable with the idea. She shared in Sensensiel's gasp as her latest partner first managed to get the flared tip into her body. She watched in rapturous delight as the blue-haired angel took more of her shaft into her waiting folds with each buck and push of her hips. And when her winged partner managed to take the entire thing inside of her, Tamonten sighed in relief. The feeling of the angel's sex wasn't quite as eye-opening an experience as Sashien's had been, but the feeling still managed to cause the pale girl no small amount of pleasure.

At some point during it all she heard her mistress speak again. There was nothing to be said in response to her assertions--after all, she was right. The kitsune domme knew exactly what a greedy thing her pet was. How insatiable she was. How even while she was on her way to being hilted in a beautiful angel, she still wanted more. Tamonten could only wait eagerly for Sashien to provide that additional pleasure to her underutilized pussy, and when the sphinx did she could only briefly marvel at the alien nature of the unseen cock she had just been penetrated with before losing herself in the combination of foreign stimulation that it brought and the more familiar sensations of her own shaft wrapped in Sensensiel's folds. This did not distract her from repaying Sashien's comments about giving the swordswoman a treat by penetrating the shapeshifter with her spaded tail and matching her thrust for thrust, though.

Shortly afterward her mistress joined the fray, taking a seat on her pet's face. Tamonten obeyed the kitsune's indirect command immediately. After all, there wasn't much else that she could move in order to add to the rapidly evolving foursome. Sashien was already well on her way in trying to fuck the pale swordswoman's brains out and Sensensiel was getting faster and faster, her tail seemed to have a mind of its own and as such was easy enough to direct in its motions, and so the pale girl was free to focus all of her own conscious efforts on her mistress's pleasure.

She started with a slow licks, running from Krig's clit and down her netherlips, in order to taste the other woman. Though she was certain that her mistress was well past the point of foreplay, as she continued she kept mainly to teasing motions at first. It wasn't that Tamonten had any ideas, or perhaps more accurately misconceptions, that she would be teasing Kringlicsly at her peak in her current position, but she had every intention of making her domme's orgasms as intense as she could, and that, to her, meant build-up. So she continued to tease her mistress by slowly dragging her tongue across the other woman's labia and then just as slowly working her way toward her clit over so many such movements before giving the sensitive nub a precious handful of strokes with her tongue and then backing away again. But each time she reached the foxgirl's clit she spent more time at it than the last. Once she had teased Kringlicsly to the point of neediness, she focused her efforts entirely on the woman's clit in order to make her come and prolong her pleasure for as long as she could. And though she varied it to the best of her ability, that remained her tactic for as long as Kringlicsly was willing to remain on her mouth in order to coax her to as many orgasms as she was able to, at least until the swordswoman herself had cum so many times that she couldn't focus to do anything but attack her domme's clit.

Tamonten herself needed little coaxing to find her own orgasms during the foursome. The pleasure of having her pussy filled by the sphinx's strange cock even while she was mounted by Sensensiel was simply too much when combined with the stimuli of her lover's cunny on her tongue and her fingers clamped around the pale girl's nipples, and she gave into it all almost immediately. It wasn't more than a few minutes after Kringlicsly had set herself on the swordswoman's face that she found her first peak, filling Sensensiel with nearly as much cum as she had filled Sashien with even while her folds squeezed around the sphinx and tried to milk her of any drop she might deposit into the warped woman's own womb. As it had been with Jasmine and Elawdrin and so many other times since she had first met the faeries, the pale girl's supernatural body didn't even require a break in order to go for a second peak, and in shorter time than the first she had cum a second time. Her third orgasm in her position came even sooner.

From her position as the main center of stimulation for all three of the other women, it wasn't long until the entire experience became a chain of orgasms for the pale swordswoman. It became increasingly difficult to tell where one ended and another began. She completely lost track of the number of times she had reached climax underneath her various partners, she lost track of time, and she lost track of most everything but the endless amount of pleasure and energy circulating through her body at any given second. After a point she wasn't even entirely certain that her cock had anymore seed to give up to the angel, but she certainly didn't protest as she was continuously hammered into sexual bliss by Sensensiel and Sashien.

She remained a loyal mount right up until all three of the others had their satisfaction with her, and by the time they removed themselves she was left a puddle of a woman, regardless of whether she was allowed to remove her legs from behind her head or not, both figuratively and to some extent literally. Outside of the occasional spasm as an aftershock of pleasure rolled through her and her shallow breathing, she didn't move at all. Her face was surely stained with her mistress's juices, and a good section of the lower half of her body was likely stained with some combination of Sensensiel's, Sashien's, and her own sexual emissions. Not that cleanliness or comfort concerned her in the least, her mind had long ago given in completely to the sexual paradise that she had been thrust into. Her expression matched her mental state, residing somewhere between unconsciousness and bliss.

She did have the presence of mind to for a few words and thoughts, though. "Thank you, mistress," she managed to form the sentence against all odds. If this is how Kringlicsly does things when she has control, I think I might just lose on purpose in the future, she idly considered as she awaited both the return of her muscle control and her mistress's next command.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

Tamonten’s efforts to go above and beyond the call of duty, at least where being a pet was concerned, earned her more or less exactly what she’d wanted from her lover and her assorted partners. A light smack would be afforded to her pale rump each time she passed by Krig, and Sashien would offer one that was a good bit firmer and ensured that the red mark would be all the more visible against her unnaturally pale skin. “You know… I would never have thought that this was what I’d be doing to end my day when I woke up this morning,” Sensensiel remarked as Tamonten crawled by, passing up on giving the swordswoman her own spank on her first pass. It would be a mistake that the angel would rectify by offering two encouraging smacks on her second run, but the blue-haired woman’s greed would be tempered by that such that she would only give one spank on the rest of Tamonten’s passes.

When it came time to conjure the cock that would shortly thereafter be put to strenuous use by the trio of women around her, Krig watched with a slightly nervous grin as the swordswoman shaped it, guiding it with a series of quiet whispers; “Bigger…. No, longer AND thicker… Make the tip wider… Yes, that’s it, just a little bit longer.” What ended up sprouting from Tamonten’s body was just over a foot in length and nearly as thick around as her wrist, at least at the flared tip, though the shaft itself certainly wasn’t something that could have been called thin.

All too soon she would find that cock made use of, first by the angel and the sphinx at once as they toyed with her, and then again by Sashien as the bronzed beauty rode her. “I think I broke her~” she would remark casually even as she slipped off, the massive quantity of cream that Tamonten had erupted ending up giving the sphinx a slightly distended belly, but even then Sashien didn’t allow so much as a drop to leak out of her. Not initially at least, as she would allowed herself to empty before obeying Krig in shifting Tamonten into that contorted position. Soon enough she was under assault by all three of her partners, however, and with Krig sitting on her face, Sashien plowing into her with that strange inhuman cock, and Sensensiel bouncing up and down in her lap while those pleasurably soft folds squeezed and fluttered around the swordswoman’s dick, there was little room left for her to do any thinking.

Her mistress couldn’t have responded better to Tamonten’s teasing initial licks, the gentle but demanding squirming of Krig’s body as her petals rubbed over her face ensuring that Tamonten would find out just how to tease the foxgirl the most. The effort to build her up proved quite fruitful in the long run, as soon enough the kitsune was dancing and moaning with pleasure as her tongue flicked back and forth over her love button only to whine with need whenever the swordswoman stopped. At that point it would take little more than some prolonged attention to her clit to bring Krig to orgasm, and once she had settled into that rhythm it was easy enough to maintain, allowing her to bring her violet-haired lover to orgasm again a few moments later through the same technique.

Sensensiel and Sashien would, in the meantime, be doing their very best to accomplish what Elawdrin had failed at and drive Tamonten absolutely insane. Having her shaft buried in the angel’s folds was, while not quite the same in terms of potency as Sashien’s pussy had been, still an undeniably pleasurable experience, and that she had to do none of the work in thrusting up to meet the angel given her helpless position she was able to simply enjoy having her cock stroked by the blue haired woman’s soft folds. The sphinx, mostly hidden from sight by Sensensiel’s spread wings, would offer little in the way of foreplay before the feline woman’s alien cock was plowing into her with ferocity reminiscent of Elawdrin’s hellhounds, and the swordswoman’s spade-tipped tail sliding into her pussy didn’t even slow her down, though the sphinx did add a surprised note to one of her pleasured grunts when it happened. All three were certainly well lubricated enough for the paces that were set, and with no concerns beyond pleasure all three simply went at it like wild animals.

Tamonten, however, was to be the most exhausted by their encounter’s end. The combination of different stimulations wasn’t something that she would easily be able to resist under the best of circumstances, and after everything that had happened so far she was anything but at the height of her willpower. Sashine’s wild pounding, with those spines finding every sensitive spot on her inner walls, would be particularly maddening as the moments ticked by, and it wouldn’t be long before the pleasurable knot that had developed in her belly burst. “Ooooh!” Sensesniel cried out in surprise as the first spurts of Tamonten’s hot creamed were ejaculated against her insides, and the comparatively lithe angel could barely contain the waves of baby-batter that were poured deep up into her. Thankfully she lacked Sashien’s ability to hold it all inside, as any build-up of pressure was prevented by the excess being allowed to pour out around the flared tip of Tamonten’s erupting cock, her hot cream escaping from Sensensiel’s folds and pouring out all over the swordswoman’s crotch. Sometime during her climax she felt Sensensiel’s inner walls clench, the pleasurable massage that followed ensuring that even more of her seed was pumped out in the midst of the angel’s own orgasm.

Sashien was possessed of a good bit more stamina, however. For all her flower’s efforts to milk the strange cock that was plowing into her, Tamonten wouldn’t receive anything more than a drop of precum as a reward, and the sphinx just went on and on as the moments ticked by. The two demi-faeries combined efforts kept Tamonten going from orgasm to orgasm at a breakneck pace, and within only a few moments she was cumming again. And then again. And again, after which the orgasms just started blending together as ecstasy left her mind shattered and her body quivering with excitement. “Nnnn… She…. She just keeps cumming!” Sensensiel moaned at one point, briefly breaking her kiss with Kringlicsly just as Tamonten brought the kitsune to her own second orgasm. After that point it was too much effort to keep teasing her lover, but Krig hardly seemed to mind the shift to more regular stimulation against her sensitive jewel at that point, and happily rode the swordswoman’s face to yet another climax before Sashien finally bottomed out into her and let loose.

Waves upon waves of the bronze-skinned woman’s thick cream were finally pumped directly into her waiting womb, but even as Sashien came, those spines quivered in such a way that Tamonten would be driven right into another orgasm of her own. This one coincided with another from Sensensiel, her third, and for a few glorious moments the orgy would be a peak of epic proportions as the angel and her possessed partner were both pumped full of cream, a chorus of lewd moans filling the borrowed bedchamber speaking of the unique peak that had just occurred.

And once it was finished, one by one Tamonten’s partners would pull away from her. Krig first, sliding off to flop down onto her side as she let off deep pants, but even then she reached out to caress Tamonten’s girlcum soaked face. Sashien pulled out and used two fingers to gently guide Tamonten’s tail out of her pussy a few seconds later, but then she merely stood back to admire her handiwork as her seed started pouring out of the possessed warrior’s abused pussy. Sensensiel was last, needing to strain to get her tired muscles to pull herself up enough that Tamonten’s massive rod would slip free of her, prompting an additional deluge of cum to add to the mess of fluids that was the pale woman’s lower body. The angel flopped as well, but she had to roll onto her back to comfortably accommodate her wings, and Krig would see this and grin mischievously before offering Tamonten another soft caress.

“You did very well, my pet~” she purred, her efforts now far more earnest as her fingers brushed up against Tamonten’s face. “Now…. Wait here,” she added, before rising up on uncooperative legs and crawling over towards Sensensiel. “It was easier than I thought it would be, but I still think it’s an acquired taste… But maybe a mixture will help make it taste a little bit better~” she said, but just as she was lowering her mouth towards Sensensiel’s cum-drooling sex while the angel herself looked once again dumbfounded by the kitsune’s behavior, Sashien sprang into action. Literally.

One moment the sphinx was gazing down at Tamonten, and the next she was suddenly behind a very surprised Krig, her barbed cock aimed at the kitsune’s folds. “Sensensiel’s wasn’t the only pussy that went criminally untouched~” she said, and then after rubbing the pointed tip against those soaked petals the sphinx slid right in. Whatever protest Krig might have made was drowned out by a pleasured moan, and Tamonten was left to watch as Krig bucked right back against Sashien’s initial thrust and took the same length that had driven Tamonten mad a few moments earlier right to the hilt. Whatever jealousy that might inspire, it was no doubt soon to be intensified as Sashien started fucking Krig with the same roughness that she had used on Tamonten herself, and to Krig’s obvious approval at that.

The inexperienced kitsune couldn’t keep pace with Sashien’s impossibly rapid bucks, but her hips did roll back in time with every other thrust for the first few moments, and once they stopped the bronzed woman who was pounding into her just started going faster. It was all just too much for Krig, who was left panting and moaning like a whore while a grinning Sashien fucked her to the point of senselessness in the span of about two minutes. Every thrust caused her lover’s rump to jiggle, ripples passing through the soft flesh that made up the kitsune’s meaty backside, and her breasts shook back and forth in time with Sashien’s forward thrusts. A few moments more, and Tamonten was made to watch as her lover’s eyes rolled up into the back of her head, her mouth gaping as a shrill cry of pleasure was forced from her throat. The kitsune’s body quaked as it was held in the grip of a powerful orgasm, her love honey leaking copiously against the decidedly ruined bedding, but Sashien just kept going on and on in the same way that she had when she’d been doing the same to Tamonten.

The scene repeated itself a few moments later as Sashine pounded into Krig like a wild dog, the second orgasm even quicker to come and more intense than the first. The third followed shortly thereafter to a similar increase, and with that one the swordswoman’s arms gave way and she ended up with her face pushed by gravity against Sensensiel’s pussy, the angel looking on in confusion and sexual exhaustion. “You’ve got cleaning to do!” Sashien grunted, a triumphant note in her tone, and then her thrusts slowed up until Krig mustered enough will to tilt her head and slide her tongue from between her lips, lapping at the angel’s flower with some gusto but little apparent skill. Sensensiel let out a surprised gaps, but then seemingly opted to go with the flow as she had before, and soon enough her moans were overshadowing Krig’s now muffled ones. The kitsune would beat the angel in volume only once, when she was once again forced to cum on Sashien’s cock, but if Tamonten made any effort to intervene she would find her jelly-like limbs unable to break free of the magical bar that still held her limbs behind her head, leaving the swordswoman unable to do anything besides watch helplessly while her lover was violated by the rough sphinx.

A few moments more and it would be over, however, Krig’s attentions bringing Sensensiel to yet another climax of her own before the kitsune was made to cum one last time on Sashien’s inhuman tool. It was only then that the sphinx let out a satisfied grunt and bottomed out into the purple-haired kitsune, the base of her shaft visibly throbbing as she let out pleasured moans of her own and poured her thick semen deep inside of the spasming kitsune. Krig’s womanhood was content to drink it all right up too, leaving only a tiny bit to dribble free when Sashien pulled out a few seconds after, one last spurt coating one her cheeks while globs of cum began to leak from her abused sex. “Not bad,” Sashien remarked as she again gazed down at her handiwork, and gave Krig’s upraised bottom a soft smack that caused her body to spasm and her voice to rise once more in a low moan.

Of course, Tamonten was still stuck, and still filthy, and so after lying there in post-sexual bliss for a few moments Krig forced herself back onto her hands and knees and crawled over. Not saying a word, Tamonten would find her lover’s mouth hovering over her cock, her breath as tactile as any physical touch against the sensitive tip. A few moments later and Krig would be lapping away at the humongous thing, cleaning the mess of fluids attached to it, while in the background Sensensiel would be bobbing her head up and down onto Sashien’s length down to where her forefinger and thumb formed a ring around the base. Neither kitsune nor angel would stop until their task was complete, and if Tamonten had been left particularly upset by watching Krig driven to sexual exhausted by Sashien she might have been assuaged some by the feel of her lover’s lips and tongue against her mammoth rod.

Krig was still comparatively inexperienced, however, and so her attentions were both amateur and highly experimental. She kissed, she licked, and she suckled all over, finding what seemed to make Tamonten squirm the most, until after about ten minutes her shaft was left glistening only with the foxgirl’s saliva. At about the same time Sensensiel was to be seen furiously pumping her hand on Sashien’s cock with the tip hanging over her extended tongue, a look of ecstasy on the sphinx’s face as waves of her cum landed on the angel’s tongue only to slide back down her throat.

“I think… That it’s time for a bath,” Krig said haggardly, but despite her exhausted tone and embarrassed blush she was grinning from ear to ear. “Think you’re up to it?” Despite the exhausting sessions she had gone through, the brief rest and the influx of spiritual essence from both Sashien and Sensensiel ensured that it was at least possible for Tamonten to move at that point, and once the magical bar ceased to exist she could mix her legs once again, if a little stiffly. Guided by Krig and assuming that she was still willing to play the role of pet, Tamonten was placed on all fours by the kitsune, and the bit gag was placed in her mouth. After attaching the reins, Tamonten would feel a tingle against her skin as Krig conjured a saddle made out of glowing white energy on the swordswoman’s back, straps and all. She adjusted it with her will a few times to ensure that her weight would be distributed comfortably against Tamonten’s back before plopping down onto it, and even though her limbs felt more solid than liquid the added weight was surprisingly not particularly hard for her to take.

“Alright, come on you two!” Krig said boisterously, and though both protested it would eventually be Krig holding not only Tamonten’s reins, but the ends of leashes attached to Sensensiel and a second one acquired from Elawdrin’s stash wrapped around Sashien’s neck that were in the kitsune’s hands. “Something’s missing…” the kitsune would then ponder, before snapping her fingers and with nothing more than an effort of will causing a riding crop to fly forth from the opened bag and into her free hand. “There we are!” she said, and then snapped the flexible rod against Tamonten’s backside and said; “Away we go! Onwards!”

The sheer absurdity of the scene was perhaps easier to ignore for those participating in it, though Sashien still appeared rather flat and Sensensiel looked exactly as she had when Tamonten had taken her for a walk earlier. The door was opened for them, again by Krig’s telekinesis, and then they were off down the same hall that Tamonten had explored earlier, though now in a formation that blocked it completely in case they ran into anyone trying to come the other way. Thankfully it was as deserted as it had been before, and with her whip providing added incentive as it cracked against Tamonten’s backside they were off at a crawl; heading towards the door that they had been told earlier would take them to the baths.

It seemed, however, that Krig’s luck was no better than Tamonten’s had been earlier. “It’s been three hours! Surely they’re finished by now! If I walked in on that woman, she’d undoubtedly be doing something…. What!?” Varthic’s voice was heard, muffled by the stone walls, just before they came around the corner, and the demon prince whirled and gaped for a moment at the menagerie before him. He wasn’t alone, however, as the three maids that had been present before were still there now, and just like they had last time gazed upon the impossibly lewd sight appreciatively in a way that suggested that they might be happy to offer tips for further sexual mischief of the same variety.

“Uhhhhh…. Hi!” Krig said, briefly falling from her role as mistress and gazing up at Varthic from Tamonten’s back with an embarrassed blush. Varthic, in response, closed his mouth and simply watched them with a flat look for several seconds before whirling on his heel and walking in the opposite direction. The prince’s storming off caused the maids to chuckle – once he was gone – and then the one who had been speaking to Varthic supplied; “The baths are right here, if that’s what you’re looking for!” Krig, blushing heavily, whipped Tamonten and guided her that way after saying; “Uhhhh…. Thanks!”

Soon enough the chuckling maids were behind them, and Krig would release leashes and reins once they were close to the water’s edge and say; “You have done well my trusty steed, and loyal pets! The latter I now release from your service, your tasks well and truly done!” Her tone was entirely hammy and humorous, but such merely caused Sashien a momentary chuckle before she removed her leash and left it by the ground. “You know how to contact me if you wish to try this again sometime~ For now, I think I shall make use of the Lady of Acheron’s baths before going on my way! Until next time… Kringlicsly, Tamonten… Sensensiel~” And with that, the sphinx would climb back to her feet and saunter off, her departure allowing Tamonten to see Nellic over in the corner, gaping at them in a fairly unreadable manner. “Well…. I guess, uhhhh…. I’ll see you later then!” Sensensiel added once the sphinx was off in the same room as the gawking wrestler, and then she too was up and siddling off into a different room.

That left Tamonen alone with Krig, and with a sigh the kitsune climbed off of her back and stretched. “You may leave the bit and reins at the side of the pool,” she said, and then climbed down the steps into the steaming bath, which was easily the size of a swimming pool. If Tamonten needed further prompting than the siren call of getting into the warm water, Krig would beckon her in if she displayed any hesitance, and after a moment the kitsune would pat a stone bench and sit on it. The warm water more than made up for the coolness of the stone, and once Tamonten was seated beside her Krig would press her mouth against the swordswoman’s for a kiss that was far more affectionate than domineering. Several more minutes would pass as such, but then Krig would break the kiss with a sigh and lean her head against Tamonten’s shoulder, her eyes swiftly drifting closed unless Tamonten did something that would keep the kitsune awake. Her own exhaustion would offer a reminder of how much she’d been through over the last few days at that point, and it would be an easy matter for the pale swordswoman to allow herself to drift off with Kringlicsly leaning against her, the hot water lapping gently at the both of them.

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Jealousy was an understatement for what the pale girl felt upon Sashien's initial mounting of her lover. A violent fantasy of striking the sphinx in the face with her fist and pulling her hand away to reveal the woman's shattered, bloodstained nose immediately ran through her head, and for many moments she struggled ineffectively against her bindings to make that happen. But after so many moments of failure, Tamonten realized that she was too weak and the invisible bar was too strong for her to break free and carry out that unsolicited act of violence. Once she began to calm down a bit she supposed she was lucky for her failings, though she didn't feel lucky.

Even as her anger dissolved, bitterness remained as she watched her lover be easily fucked senseless by the bronzed beauty. It burned at her to an unhealthy extent, and she went through a torrent of unsightly emotions as Krig moaned and bucked earnestly in return against Sashien's ruthless thrusts. She tried to ignore it, she averted her eyes and even went so far as closing them to avoid those feelings. I should've just fucked all three and the maids when I had the chance, she angrily decided, at which point the pale girl realized that her feelings were even beginning to mar the otherwise enjoyable experience that the group had shared that night, and that she had to at least face the emotions she was feeling. I spent three days in Elawdrin's clutches, I can face this, she tried to steel herself.

So what was it? Jealousy? It would be absurd for me to be jealous. I've been with all three of them, she tried to reason with herself. The feeling wouldn't go away though, even though she could only hear Krig's moans and the noise of Sashien's hips slapping against the spirit wielder's. And besides that, the gods know that I've not been the most faithful since I took her maidenhood. Who am I to judge if she experiments with other partners? I certainly have, and I still come back to her every time. I even invited those two here for this. The feelings began to dissipate and, for a moment, Tamonten thought they might even go away completely... except she made the mistake of opening her eyes again just as Kringlicsly's own eyes rolled into her head and her worries came crashing back.

I've never made her react that way, she somberly realized as she averted and closed her eyes again, right around the time that Krig had fallen against Sensensiel's sex and the sphinx had called out her lewd words. Is that it? Am I afraid of losing her? Am I afraid that Sashien is so good that Krig will just immediately fall for her because she made her come a few times? That I'm inadequate? That's ridiculous... right? I mean, Sashien did made me feel things that I'm not sure a mortal being could replicate, and I'm not falling head over heels for her. I wanted to punch her a second ago, after all. In the end, logic wasn't winning out against emotion for the swordswoman, especially to the backdrop noise of Kringlicsly and Sensensiel moaning like whores and orgasming repeatedly under Sashien's treatment. I've never made her sound like that. I've never made her react like that. I've never made her eyes roll like that, the thoughts constantly nagged at her throughout it all and caused her to once again begin nervously chewing at her lip. Sashien's such a better lover than I am.

And Tamonten didn't dare open her eyes again, even when the noise stopped completely, lest she drop even further into that spiral. The pale girl's eyes didn't open until she felt Kringlicsly's breath on the tip of her equine cock. She wished she could say that she was a mature enough woman to take those words of logic to heart immediately, and react to her lover with the sort of adoration and appreciation that the foxgirl deserved. She wished she could say that she had realized the error of her own jealousy and had already gotten over how upset she had been as the other woman began to clean her cock. The pale girl hadn't though, she was still trying but hadn't yet succeeded.

It was certainly misguided and perhaps even childish on her part, but Tamonten actively resisted Krig's efforts to bring her pleasure as the kitsune cleaned her. She wasn't angry at her lover to begin with. That was actually the one thing that she was sure of after tangling with her spiral of emotions, and it would've been harder still to be angry at the purple-haired woman as the swordswoman watched her clean that equine cock. She wasn't even really angry at Sashien, at least not once her initial rage had died down. She supposed she was uncertain. Uncertain on where she stood, uncertain on what Kringlicsly was thinking after what she imagined might have been her second such partner in total (after all, she still didn't remember what had happened with Jasmine and Petunia in full), and uncertain in general. And she supposed part of it was just her pride; she certainly wanted to prove that she was capable of more stamina than the talented sphinx... even if it meant foolishly avoiding enjoying what she really ought to have enjoyed.

While she might have lost the opportunity for a bit of additional relief with Kringlicsly, it was impossible to avoid the relief of the invisible bar being removed. Being able stretch her arms and legs proved almost as heavenly as her time in the middle of the orgy had, albeit for entirely different reasons, and went a long way in helping her to get her mind off of the burning jealousy that was still attempting to consume her. She still hesitated initially after Krig's question, but eventually answered; "definitely, mistress," even if it was slightly less convincing than the last time she had affirmed a command from her mistress, before taking her place on all fours.

She accepted the bit perhaps a bit less enthusiastically than she might have before she had that lingering jealousy weighing on her mind, but accepted it nonetheless. Similarly, after realizing what Krig was doing with her magic, she waited patiently for her lover to adjust her saddle to be comfortable for the two of them. Oddly, there was something extremely soothing about watching Krig place the leash on Sashien and then take the other two women's leashes into her hand. It was almost reassuring to see that the spirit wielder was, in fact, in control.

Even if that hadn't helped in taking her mind off of earlier, the riding crop certainly did the job. She gave a muffled 'eep' as it struck her flesh and immediately began to trek onward. That, too, helped in keeping her mind off of any potentially self-destructive thoughts, as she quickly found that she had to focus intently to keep a decent pace while also moving her limbs carefully enough to make the ride as smooth for her lover as she could. It also had the effect of keeping her focus well enough that she didn't give much thought to what they might encounter as they exited their room and entered the hallway.

Varthic, of all people, proved to be the third reinforcement in the world's apparent efforts to take Tamonten's mind from her war of logic versus jealousy. Somehow, that latest turn of events wasn't as impossibly arousing as the first time it had happened. In truth, she almost wanted to laugh. As Krig accidentally dropped her own role, so too did the swordswoman, raising one of her hands just far enough to wave sheepishly at the demonic prince before he stormed off since she couldn't exactly say hello. But that distraction wasn't to last for long before the maids, ever helpful, gave Krig directions to the bath and sent the group on their way, giving Tamonten another reason to 'eep' in the process as the foxgirl struck her with the crop again and guided her on.

And then they were at the baths, leaving Krig to launch into her lines and prove that she wasn't meant to be an actor. Tamonten found herself both relieved and concerned as the other two departed, the first for obvious reasons and the second because after they had come to a stop she began to nurse the ludicrous fear that once the foxgirl and her were alone that the former would be less interested in her after the pounding she had received from Sashien. Tamonten counted herself lucky that the bit was in her mouth, she wasn't sure she could've managed a smooth verbal farewell to the other two. The swordswoman did, however, give them, and Nellic, the same sheepish wave as they departed as she had offered toward Varthic.

And then... she was alone with Kringlicsly. It seemed to go well enough to begin with. After all, the first words out of her mouth were to remove the bit gag and reins, an easy command which Tamonten quickly followed, and not about how amazing Sashien's cock was, that had to be a good sign. Following that minor (imaginary) victory, the pale girl only briefly hesitated to enter the water, and the warm water was incentive enough to waste no time in taking a seat on the warm stone bench by her lover. While she might have been fighting a new mental battle born of jealousy and fear, the physical battles of the last three days and the celebration that had followed them demanded her attention and the soothing water slightly more than her irrationality demanded... well, whatever it was demanding.

Of course, in the end she would find that the panacea for her woes both physical and mental waited on that bench, because when her lover met her mouth for that passionate kiss, everything melted away. All of her fears that Kringlicsly might fall for another, all of her concerns that she would prove not to be good enough in some way or another for the foxgirl, and all of that creeping madness seemed to just dissolve. Krig did love her, whatever physical pleasure she might take from another, just as Tamonten loved the spirit wielder regardless of what temptations the swordswoman herself might succumb to. It had been her memories of and her love for the foxgirl, after all, that had kept her from breaking in Elawdrin's cruel program, it had been the foxgirl that had propelled her to do what she had against the hellhounds, and it had been the foxgirl that had prompted her to risk standing against hundreds of plants by herself... just like it had been the foxgirl's love for her when she was captured that prompted Kringlicsly to brave Elawdrin's halls and those things that should have never been in order to save the swordswoman.

When their lips parted, it felt like all was right in the world and the path was clear again. As the spirit wielder leaned her head against the swordswoman's shoulders, she in turned pressed her own head against Krig's and quietly whispered; "I love you, mistress..." But once I've repaid my wager I'm going to fuck your brains out, because there's no way I'm letting that bitch make you come harder than I have. And to that oddly soothing thought, the pale girl easily drifted off.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

(I had this half written by the time I read yon announcement, and opted to finish it anyway.)

The words Tamonten spoke after their kissing session earned her an extension, Krig’s lips once more softly pressing against her own and her tongue coiling out to caress the swordswoman’s. It was a long kiss, and one that the kitsune was obviously hesitant to break, and after it was hesitantly released but before she returned her head to Tamonten’s shoulder she looked deep into the unnaturally pale warrior’s emerald eyes with her own vibrant kaleidoscope orbs and said; “I love you too.” It was a simple statement, one made earnestly and without any of the affect that the kitsune had attempted during her role as dominatrix, but it was also one that Tamonten would feel the passion behind as simply as if she’d felt the emotions herself. Following whatever reaction she might make to her lover’s return of her admission, Krig would lay her head against Tamonten’s shoulder and begin drifting off to sleep once again.

And then… Sleep. Blissful sleep, at long last. It swept Tamonten up in its wake with Krig lying against, both of them wrapped in the warm embrace of the waters in which they bathed, and for the first time since she had found herself at the faerie sanctuary situated outside of the devastated village of Artmirst she found it restful and free of life-or-death worries that might make her restless. Only the feelings that had risen over watching Sashien fuck Krig senseless had been left to disturb her, and even those could only do so much to penetrate the utter exhaustion that the final rebellion against Elawdrin had left her with.

Only one thing rose to disturb her sleep beyond what her own imagination might inspire, a brief visit from her undesired partner occurring in the midst of her rest. Now, however, the demon locked within her limb was a feeble shadow of what it had been when Tamonten had last seen, after she had scarred the runes upon her manacle. Elawdrin’s skill had been great, it seemed, as even then she would feel her thoughts and emotions more guarded from the demon than they’d ever been before, and the stay in the now colorless world inhabited by her dark clone was brief. There was time enough for one comment from the demon and a brief reply from Tamonten if she managed to conjure one, the being’s voice echoing and amused as it said; “And you thought I was the horny one~”

The dream would end, the connection between their two separate minds thin and tenuous at best, and only if Tamonten’s subconscious opted to try to make another contact would such occur. Hours would pass as she sat beside Krig, the warm water leaving the stone bench upon which they sat more comfortable than it would have been normally. It was likely unintended on both their parts, but Tamonten and Krig would be out cold beside one another for long enough for it to be considered a full rest, though even afterwards the swordswoman would retain some of the scars from her stay at Elawdrin’s prison.

When she did awaken, however, she would find that she was no longer alone with her lover. An unnaturally beautiful face hovered smiling a few feet away from her, and the swordswoman would feel a presence hanging over her to indicate another person kneeling on the floor above the pool, placing them behind her. Krig was to be found right where she’d left her, however, now slightly apart but with her hand holding Tamonten’s tightly as she relaxed into the hands of two more figures, and after a moment the swordsowman’s senses would clear, allowing her to recognize the figures around them as members of the maid staff of their host. The two in front of them were bereft of their uniforms but unmistakably demons, with only one of them recognizable to Tamonten as the same who had been seen twice before when she had been taken on and been taking walks during her most recent sexual encounter.

The reasons for the prolonged fuzz were numerous, but beyond pure exhaustion and the comfort of their terrain she found her senses foiled by the sheer presence of the four impossibly powerful maids. What was more, a sense of relaxation had spread across her body, reaching only portions of her when she awoke but gradually spreading alongside the progress of a pair soft kneading hands as they slowly trailed down her body, a pair on her shoulders ensuring that the parts of her that had already been rubbed to a state of utter relaxation remained so as long as she didn’t opt to grow agitated. The blond demon’s hands were just above her knees by that point, her arms and torso already wonderfully relaxed, and she offered Tamonten a nod in greeting and a brief widening of her smile without interrupting her task. Unless Tamonten opted to speak, she would continue down each leg to the foot, which she would bring up and rub for several minutes until every ache she’d ever had felt like it was gone, before going to the other foot and repeating the process.

Krig went through the same thing right beside her, and neither of them were touched in any manner that might have been considered seductive while their respective servants completed their works. Once they were done, the demons gently released their feet and casually rose from the water, uncaring of the eyeful of beautiful nude demon that she and Krig got. The kitsune didn’t seem to care much for it either, as her half-closed eyes remained completely unfocused while the two maids simply climbed out of the bath. Magic cleaned the water from their skins, and then they redonned their uniforms and the four of them moved to depart without so much as a word, leaving Tamonten (and probably Krig too) feeling wonderfully relaxed.

Or, they would have, if Krig hadn’t suddenly said; “Wait.” The demons paused, and the kitsune roused herself enough to turn her head and look at them before continuing; “I’m curious about a couple of things…. Would one of you mind staying for a few minutes to answer a couple of questions?” Her lover gave her hand a soft squeeze, and the blond maid simply nodded after a suitably brief pause and said; “Of course milady. I am at your service.” The other three maids bowed and departed, leaving the atmosphere far easier to breath in for the lack of unbelievably powerful demons, and Krig quite promptly asked the first of her questions; “Tamonten came here to… Take care of a problem that she had. One that she’s had for a while. We were told that the Lady of Acheron could help her… Do you know where she is?” The demoness promptly nodded as her smile turned reassuring, “of course I do! The Lady of Acheron is the official title of my mistress Xeon, who is also the one providing your current quarters. I know not the nature of your lover’s problem, but I am sure that my mistress will be willing to grant whatever help she can offer.”

Krig would turn her head to glance towards Tamonten searchingly, giving the swordswoman a chance to ask a question of her own implicitly if she so wished, but after a moment Krig would turn back and ask another question of her own, this time in a very straightforward manner; “Why are you a maid?” The demoness was somewhat taken aback by Krig’s blunt question, and after a moment she replied; “Because it is my given task as a loyal servant to milady Xeon, and because the aesthetic is appealing and helps to assuage the effects of our auras on visitors.” Krig didn’t seem satisfied with that answer, however, as she frowned and replied; “No… I get that, but…. You and your coworkers are powerful enough to blow up a small town by looking at it. Each. Why are you servants? I shudder to think that you would all be considered weak among demons!”

That was seemingly an easier question to answer, as the demoness offered another friendly and reassuring smile while explaining; “Oh, no! No no no, demons aren’t all as powerful as we are, not commonly at least. There are… Benefits, to serving milady, but I am not at liberty to discuss them without her permission. Rest assured that I serve my lady by choice, but the perks are only a side-bonus compared to what my service has granted me.” Krig’s curious look was enough to prompt the maid to say more; “All of Lady Xeon’s maids are succubi, and many of us weren’t particularly powerful before entering her service. Beyond the power, however, each of us was given a sense of purpose and abilities that we had never dreamed of having when serving only our own interests.” Krig, still unsatisfied, asked; “What do you mean? What abilities?” The demoness, grinning a little bit sharkishly, said; “All of us knew how to cause pleasure before entering into her service, but only thanks to her have we learned to give joy.”

That left Krig silently confused, and she fell silent for a moment, again giving Tamonten an opportunity to ask a question or questions of her own. Eventually, however, Krig would offer another query of her own assuming that Tamonten hadn’t beaten her to it; “Where are the others that we came here with? Are they all alright?” In response, the maid said; “They are all doing well, yes, and you may go to see any of them save one. Lady Sashien has already departed, speaking of the need to find a place to rest and prepare to have her children. Lady Sensensiel and Lord Nellic are resting in their rooms, and Lady Shriek is exercising against some of milady’s more martially concerned servants. Lord Evan is being seen to by milady Xeon presently, and afterwards he is being taken to his new workplace. Prince Varthic came to make you aware that you might see milady Xeon whenever you wish, but your state upon leaving your rooms – most impressive by the way – surprised and embarrassed him, and he returned to his chambers and has not left them since. A party was dispatched a short while after you arrived, one that Prince Varthic would have joined had it not been for Lady Xeon’s orders, and they have since returned with the other survivors of your ordeal.”

 

[Hafnium]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

(I'd say that the early return is due to pressure regarding 2-year-in-the-making reveals, but that's not actually the case. Dropping so many threads has just made the idea of RPing so much less stressful. >.>)

Even if there had been any major lingering feelings in the swordswoman's head about the scene she had witnessed between Krig and Sashien after the first kiss, the second banished them from her mind. There was still the matter of her own pride and ego when it came to pitting her own skill with her lover against the sphinx's... but she was pretty confident that she could put an end to that.

So, after resting her own head against her lover's and wrapping her arm around the foxgirl, Tamonten fell asleep. It was largely a dreamless sleep born of the exhaustion of three days in Elawdrin's care, the physical stress of the breakout, and the equally exhausting time she had spent with Krig, Sashien, and Sensensiel over the hours prior, but that was exactly what she needed then. Relaxation, the warmth of the water, and, most importantly, the presence of the kitsune would be enough to insure that, even without any dreams, it would contend for the most cherished sleep of her life.

There would be one distraction, however, which was not truly a dream, as her passenger visited her. Her demon's latest intrusion was much different than all the times before it, though. No longer was it the immortal, patient, and wise being that sought to lead a youthful and frightened Tamonten into a terrible deal with it. And she did not get dropped into a world of its design, where it could assault her with images that demanded her terror and submission to it, but rather found herself on equal ground with it. This time she was strong and tall and ready for it, and it was weak. It showed, as well, as after delivering its amused quip at her antics Tamonten simply grinned and replied; "I guess it is me, but with the help of the Lady of Acheron I'll have the rest of my life to deal with whatever problems my lusts might cause." And then, for the first time in years, she dismissed it from her thoughts and dreams.

She had no idea how much later it was when she woke up to the feeling of hands at work on her muscles. "Krig?" She mumbled, her sleepy brain didn't immediately piece together that her lover only had two such appendages. Even when she did remember that important little detail about the kitsune, she found that it was exceedingly difficult to rouse herself enough to be alarmed about whatever was going on. It took a conscious effort just to pry her eyes open, and even when she managed that it took several more moments for her vision to regain enough focus so that she could figure out who was touching her.

The first thing she saw was the blonde demoness that she had run into two times too many during her initial practice at debauchery in Xeon's halls. Four or five days prior, waking up to the sight of the gorgeous, naked demon trailing her way down the swordswoman's pale body might have been painfully arousing to Tamonten, and it would've likely ended with her fucking the maid in the bath if she was given half a chance. After the events that had transpired in Elawdrin's care and the sexual exhaustion she had suffered the night prior, however, the demonic woman's presence initially alarmed her. It alarmed her enough that she would have jumped up immediately and began demanding answers if her entire body hadn't already become putty in her masseuses' hands.

The presence of Krig was what ended up dispelling her concerns and assuring her that it all wasn't some trap intended to lull her into complacency, once Tamonten calmed down enough to look around and realized that the foxgirl was still holding her hand. Words couldn't express how relieved the swordswoman was to wake up next to Kringlicsly after three days of not being sure she'd ever have the chance again, so instead of words she settled for a gentle squeeze of the foxgirl's hand. Afterward, Tamonten allowed her head to tilt back as her eyes drifted closed and she simply basked in the pleasant wake up call and the maids' busy hands, at least so long as they kept it professional.

It was the first time she'd ever had a full body massage, and though she had no experience in the matter the demons seemed very talented at their chosen task. All of her cares and concerns and stresses seemed to melt away under their efforts along with the aches in her muscles. It almost felt like magic. In truth, had anybody implied it, Tamonten wouldn't have doubted that some sorcery was involved in their touches. She became calmer and more relaxed by the moment, and she began to feel like she might melt and simply be carried away by the water of the bath. So, too, did her mind, as her thoughts began to drift to the past and other such distant places....

Spoiler

I've come a long way, haven't I? That first thought pierced the fog.

A week ago, I wandered into this town having never tested myself against anything bigger than a wolf, and look what I've done since then. I led a group of faeries into combat against plant creatures, during which I destroyed three of the giant ones on my own along with a handful of the smaller ones. And when it was all said and done I got the finishing blow on an evil tree more powerful than anything I had ever believed existed. My only regret is that I wasn't here to stop it before it slew so many others.

I defeated a faerie knight, and Krig and I defeated Varthic and Pano despite their incredible strengths. And though it was a terrible cost, together we all managed to slay Elawdrin and her outsider spawn. I wish that none of it had ever needed to transpire, but when I think about it all I can't help but feel a little bit proud. I really have grown stronger. I wonder if daddy would be proud?

It's almost like one of the stories he used to tell me. I've seen and done so much in a week, after spending so long simply wandering and surviving. I've visited the ruins of an old town infested by demons and a faerie sanctuary and now I've seen demons beginning to rebuild this city, and I would've never believed such things existed if I hadn't seen them with my own two eyes. I've met angels and faeries and plant people and sphinxes and, most importantly, Kringlicsly. At that, she allowed her head to lull to the side and her eyes fluttered open in order to watch as Krig enjoyed her own massage.

There's been a lot of sex too. The satyr, Jasmine, the nymphs, Petunia, Sashien, Sensensiel, and Krig. After Jonah, I never thought another lover would take me. I suppose it's not been such an unpleasant thing to be wrong about, though mother would surely have disapproved. A smile crept across her face at that, as she imagined having to recount that particular part of her story to her parents. Her mother might have a heart attack, though her father would probably have just given her a tired smile. He was always the understanding one when it came to the girl following her own whims. She was the one who was always on me about becoming a proper lady and finding a good suitor who could take over the farm and give them grandchildren though. I suppose I've gotten started on both now, but I doubt she had someone like Krig in mind, especially for the grandchild.

Do you trust her? She suddenly asked of herself as she watched Kringlicsly with half-opened eyes and a dopey smile while simultaneously imagining introducing her lover and her future child to her parents. That's stupid, of course I trust her, she retorted easily, at least at first. The doubt was persistent, however, and she once again asked herself if she trusted the foxgirl before finding herself reminded of the feelings of jealousy she had held when she watched Sashien fuck Krig senseless. That's really stupid, she decided as simply as that after a brief few seconds of thinking about it again, and promptly expelled her jealousy once more simply by reminding herself both that she had invited Sashien specifically to engage in an orgy involving her lover, and that she herself had been awful about remaining faithful in far more dubious conditions. It did make the pale girl wonder at what Kringlicsly felt when she watched her with other partners, though, and she resolved to try to take her prison-born goal to be more faithful to her lover more seriously.

I won't say it's always easy to trust though. Not after Jonah, and I doubt it'll be any easier after Elawdrin. She returned her head to its initial position and closed her eyes as the memories easily returned to her. Her time with the fallen angel was still too painful and fresh to look at in any great detail, and so her mind naturally wandered toward both the more minor and oldest wound, the one inflicted by the man who had taken her virginity.

Jonah was a handsome man. He had that short, black hair framing his perfectly sculpted face, those blue eyes that seemed to pierce her very being whenever he had cast them on her, and a smile that turned her legs to jelly in an instant. And, at first, he had been kind. He had caught her stealing in order to eat and had taken her in and sheltered her in his home despite her blackened arm. While she was there, he had picked her flowers and brought her gifts and treated her as nicely as anyone she had ever known. He was the first boy to show me such kindness, and I bought into it completely. Before long she was so infatuated with him that when he later professed his love for her, she was reduced to a blushing mess with her heart practically in her throat in an instant.

Soon after, she found herself giving her maidenhood to him, and it was then that his kindness ended. Behind that gentle, handsome, and kind facade was a cruelty unlike any she had ever experienced from another human being up to that point. He was rough and vicious with her, verbally abused her, and had no concern at all for her enjoyment. At one point she shed tears at how physically painful the coupling was. When it was all said and done, he had cum inside her despite her protests and forced her to clean the blood of her first time from him with her mouth. As if that wasn't all enough, he even tried to blackmail her afterward, demanding that she service him whenever he desired or he'd alert the guards about her. Sometimes, Tamonten wished she had killed him before she fled, but when she had left, and truly even then, her heart still fluttered at his charm and in memory of the nicer times with him. After that, she avoided civilization and other people almost entirely up until coming to Artmirst.

But that's the distant past, and after this week he seems about as mean as a kitten in comparison to some I've met. And besides that, Krig isn't Jonah, she shook herself from her prior thoughts. She's earned my trust several times over, and more of it than I've given her. Even though she broke into Elawdrin's prison to save me and even as strong as she showed herself to be I still tried to shoo her to safety, as if she was the one who needed protection. But maybe that's specifically because she isn't like Jonah, she wondered at that for a few moments. She makes me feel normal. She makes me feel happy. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her. So maybe it's not as simple as telling myself that I need to put more trust into her. I mean, there's obviously a lot more to it than that, but... now that I'm free of Elawdrin, and now I might finally find a cure for my arm, I'm really being given a chance to take a lifetime to figure it out with her....

As partners.

By the time the massage came to its end, Tamonten was as calm and confident as she'd ever felt. She barely even took notice of the demonic maids leaving the pool beyond the absence of their skilled hands. It wasn't until Krig called out for one of the maids to wait and squeezed Tamonten's hand, a gesture that was returned in kind, that the pale girl perked up from her slothful position, a feat which was made easier for the relief from those powerful auras surrounding the maids. At the foxgirl's question and the maid's own retort, the swordswoman chimed in. She lazily lifted her left arm from the pool for the demoness to see before speaking. "It isn't a fashion statement, though I'd like to think I pull it off well," she quipped, surprising herself with how lighthearted she felt about the subject at that particular moment. "My arm is possessed by another soul, a demonic one. The seals hold it back -- better than ever as of late, in truth -- but I want rid of it in full and was directed toward the Lady of Acheron. I'd ask if you believed she could help, but given that both an evil tree and an evil angel seemed to sincerely offer as much, I won't waste the time. I'm much more interested in knowing what removing this will entail, by this point."

She would give the maid time to reply as she liked before continuing. "That's no longer the only reason I wish to see your mistress either, though, and is probably no longer the most important reason for me to do so. The cleverness of the woman who captured most of our party was well beyond me and her plots were sinister on a potentially worldwide scale, and given where she chose to hold her experiments it seems important that your mistress have the accounts of everyone still sane enough to give one," she finished simply. Neither of her lines of commentary were implicitly questions, but both seemed like valuable things to bring up. Afterward, she allowed Kringlicsly to pursue her next exchange with the maid.

“All of us knew how to cause pleasure before entering into her service, but only thanks to her have we learned to give joy.”

Tamonten gave a wry little smile following that. "Terrifying power in exchange for becoming a maid and spreading joy? Where do I sign up? I know I'm not the curviest but I think I could wear the outfit pretty well." She offered, obviously joking, and then paused for a few moments, allowing her own humor to pass before continuing. "I hope you'll forgive me, because I really do believe you're sincere about what you say. I suppose I'm just amazed that such power can be considered a side perk. The Lady of Acheron must have quite a mission." There were several other things that she wanted to say, but she didn't trust the blonde demon enough to be as candid with her as those subjects required.

Afterward, she would fall silent, allowing the maid to respond if she pleased and Krig to ask the question of the others' safeties. Hearing that Sashien was pregnant was one of the few things capable of disrupting the swordswoman's calm. That was stupid of me, not looking for a way to prevent that just because I didn't need it. The pale girl supposed there was nothing to be done about it then though. She might not have even given it a second thought if she hadn't held the children she had sired with the dragonkin, but that event had really drilled into her head the magnitude of parenthood. She quickly found herself hoping both that maybe it was Sensensiel's seed that had taken hold in Sashien, and that the angel hadn't conceived the night prior. She pointedly avoided considering the possibility that Kringlicsly might be carrying a sphinx in her womb.

In contrast, the rest was far less concerning. Nellic and Sensensiel were doing about what the pale girl had expected of them, and it was good to know that Evan might find a place free of abuse and apparently a greater purpose. She couldn't help but admire Grenewald, that even after everything they had been through the day before the orcish woman was so ready to throw herself back into sparring. Then again, Tamonten supposed that she herself wasn't too unfamiliar with the idea, she had done the same after the battle against the black oak. Maybe she ought to challenge the orc to a match? It might be fun to see how they compared. Then again, after how her practice combat against the tattooed knight had gone and after having witnessed the orcish woman in the cage during Elawdrin's game.... Maybe it was best that she just kept strictly to her role as a pet to Kringlicsly.

"I'd have thought that the mighty prince would keep an entire harem if only for compliments with which to fuel his own ego, and yet that was all it took to embarrass him," the pale girl remarked with a giggle at the mention of Varthic's hiding in his room. "I guess I can take it as further evidence that a straight-laced schoolboy hides under that arrogant exterior that he tries so hard to maintain." Once again, she allowed her humor to pass before continuing. "What of the alraune that Sensensiel was caring for? And do you know if there will be any effort to heal the broken survivors that were rescued from the prison? I was driven half-mad in there myself until Krig saved and fixed me, and had hoped that it might be possible to heal the others similarly. I would also like to know what's to become of Elawdrin's former guards. To my understanding, many were forced into their service and I gave my word that each one who surrendered would be given a fair chance at freedom and redemption."

She would allow the maid to answer, and assuming that none of her answers alarmed Tamonten enough to require further questioning, she would ask the most fateful question of all. "Oh, and I really just have to know: is there actually an Acheron University? It's been driving me nuts since yesterday."

 

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Tamonten's added emphasis to Krig's question about getting the demon out of her arm drew a nod of understanding from the demoness, but nothing more at that time. When she quickly followed up with the explanation regarding Elawdrin, however, she chimed in before Tamonten was halfway through; "Yes, we know. The party that was dispatched to the place where you were held captive kept in regular contact, and told us of what they'd found there both then and when they returned." She would offer no further comment at that point, and turned her attention back to Krig's line of questioning.

"We're an equal opportunity outfit," the maid quipped a few moments later when Tamonten spoke of joining Xeon's maid staff, "figure isn't a requirement. Technically neither is being female, but we tend to look much better in the uniform~" Krig's ears flattened against her hair and her brow furrowed irritably at Tamonten's pretend offer despite the jocular manner in which it was made and how she chose to follow it up, but the kitsune would say nothing for the moment, while the maid added; "She does, but it isn't for me to discuss with outsiders. She might explain it to you in person when you meet her, but such is for milady to decide!"

When the fate of their various companions was recited and Tamonten took an opportunity to make a joke at Varthic's expense, the maid laughed lightly and replied; "Oh yes, but he is so uptight isn't he? His mother was very controlling, I'm afraid... And she usually killed her children well before they reached Varthic's age, so it's something of a surprise that he made it as long as he has! Lady Xeon is doing what she can for him, but... Well, he hasn't adapted well to having to find his meals through guile and seduction rather than might, and he refused milady's... Ahhh, but I blabber on! Lady Sensensiel hasn't reported to us what the status of the alraune might be, but we have not seen her about, so it might be that she is bedridden or afflicted too severely by whatever happened to her to be healed. The others are being cared for, but a mind broken by contact with an outsider rarely heals fully even with the best of care, and those who fell in that place may never recover at all.

"The damage can be mitigated of course, and with early treatment it can be prevented from taking too great a hold, as happened in your case, but when a mind is fully broken not much can be done to fix it. We are powerful, but turning back time is a power beyond even us, and the damage that outsiders do occurs in levels of the mind too deep for psychic probing to cure or block. As for the guards, I do not know. Milady put the lords beneath her in charge of them, but we suspect that they will be shown a degree of leniency. Killing them after dragging them here would be useless, after all, and milady does not like it when a potential resource is wasted."

The innocent question that Tamonten asked a moment later received a roll of the eyes from the maid, and she simply replied; "Of course there is! Just because we have genetic memory doesn't mean that demons spring into the world knowing everything about how to live in it!"

After that and maintaining a more serious note, Krig beat Tamonten to what might have been a fairly obvious question; "You keep saying "outsiders" like we're supposed to just know what you're talking about... What do you mean? What are... Or were those things that that harpy was playing with?" The maid pursed her lips, "ahhhhh, my apologies! I am not used to dealing with those of the mortal world, you see. In Hell, we were fairly used to having to deal with the rare fools stupid enough to try and deal with them. Outsiders are beings from beyond our reality entirely, we demons simply being from another world. They are not from here and thus are not bound by the laws of our worlds, and what they ultimately want is unknown. It is doubtful that it bodes well for anyone involved, obviously, and most contact with them ends in oblivion or madness in the luckiest of cases. It is difficult to describe in words, but the reason for the madness that they instill is due to their nature as wholly otherworldly creatures. What we perceive of them is how our mind attempts to interpret their forms through our perceptions, which themselves can only piece together a portion of them. The lesser ones seem to disobey basic laws of how matter and energy work in minor ways that the mind picks up on but cannot comprehend, while the more powerful ones are entirely alien in nature and seem to lack concepts like shape and color entirely."

Krig, while seemingly disatisfied with that answer, didn't seem to know how to ask for whatever she wanted clarified. "Alright," she would say after a moment, "thank you for answering us! I don't think I have anything else... Unless Tamonten does, I believe that that's everything. Will we be able to get something to eat soon? I'm famished!" The maid, smiling, would reply; "Of course, I'll have something brought to your room right away, unless you'd rather it be served to you here. I have heard that such can cause issues with mortal digestion, but am not sure if such rules apply to either of you at this point, so I would defer to your judgement on the matter." Krig shook her head with a slight grin, "no, to our room would be quite fine! Thank you again!" The maid would bow in reply, noticing the note of dismissal present in Krig's words, and would depart unless Tamonten called for her to halt.

Once they were again alone together, however, Kringlicsly would turn to Tamonten with a look mixing apprehension and nervous excitement, but despite whatever seemed to be on the kitsune's mind she would speak only a single word with no tone that could allow the swordswoman to easily discern her intentions; "So...."

 

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The tale of Varthic's mother seemed to continue a longstanding trend of Tamonten learning of at least one foul demon for every good one she met. Given his background, he practically qualified as a shining beacon of justice and honor. Not that she had ever actually doubted that he was a good man at heart. In truth, as much as she teased him or otherwise insulted him or joked at his expense and even though she had to punch him out the first time she met him, she respected him. It would've been impossible not to respect him or anyone else in her group after they'd fought their way through the hell that Elawdrin constructed for them, and the prince himself had earned extra points when he had revealed his care and concern for both his child and the woman the fallen angel had forced him to sire the babe on. She couldn't help but be curious as to what offer he had turned down from Lady Xeon... though in the end she decided that it was probably a question for another time and place.

The rest was... disappointing, though the word didn't quite cover the feeling of despair in the pit of Tamonten's stomach, but to some extent she had dulled that ache by preparing herself for the likelihood of there being no cure from the very beginning. She took heart and pride in what she had survived wherever she could if only because it was the one of the few things keeping her from falling victim to the memories of that wretched place, but the swordswoman wasn't sure she would ever fully consider what had transpired there as a victory. "Would it be possible to have a guard regularly check on Sensensiel and her patient?" She decided to make the request before indirectly questioning Pano's education credentials, if only because it made her feel a little less powerless about the whole situation. "I'm concerned that the alraune might be afflicted by madness, or worse, and that if she wakes up she might overpower or otherwise harm Sensensiel."

"Purposely summoning those abominations? Good gods," she muttered following Krig's question and during the blonde's explanation about outsiders. The thought certainly removed the desire to question the maid about what sort of subjects they taught at A.U. The rest didn't really surprise her, especially since it more or less matched what Elawdrin had explained. While she might have been privy to more of the information than she had let on though, the reaffirmation combined with the new knowledge about how outsider madness affected its victims only raised even more questions about the fallen angel who had imprisoned her and why her affliction had been so subtle. She found herself deeply regretting her lack of knowledge in things based on the soul and magic, because without it she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to piece together all the truths of the things that had happened under her warden's 'care.' She glanced at Kringlicsly, wondering if there was a way to give her all the information she had gathered while sparing the more grisly details so that the much more spiritually adept woman might be able to help solve the various puzzles.

When the maid had concluded her explanation and Krig dismissed her, however, Tamonten simply shook her head in order to signify that she had no more questions for the maid. All her remaining inquiries seemed best directed at Lady Xeon herself. Those would definitely wait though, especially after her lover cast her that mixed look and uttered that single word. Even the swordswoman couldn't miss the implication in that... though she could certainly pretend she did in order to tease the foxgirl.

"Would you like me to wash your back?" She started, innocently enough, as if she believed that was what Krig was going to ask of her. "We should probably get to cleaning up if we want to be done in time to eat. My hair is a nightmare by itself, even when I keep up with it it takes nearly half an hour to thoroughly cleanse, and I think it's been over a week since I last fully washed it. Sometimes I wonder if it wouldn't be easier to cut it." Of course, as much as she intended on teasing her lover, the pale girl had never possessed much skill in the matter of muting her expression. It didn't help that she her imagination was already beginning to stir on the matter of what her mistress would command of her and what she in turn might do to her mistress. By the time she had started about her long hair, her mouth had widened into a lascivious grin and her cheeks were burning red in a deep blush.

"Or... are you upset about the maid thing? I promise I would never become anyone's maid but yours, mistress," she continued, her lasciviousness beginning to infect her tone. "I'd wear the outfit and everything for you, if you liked...." The idea spawned more than a single pleasing fantasy in her head, though she chose to focus on some of the more intense ones, like, for example, one little imagining of her accidentally spilling her mistress's drink while wearing the frilly outfit and being spanked and then forced to lick it up as Krig fucked her silly as punishment. I guess I can't blame my demon for that one. "Or I could just wear one of those aprons without anything else if that's your preference. I saw that in a book I 'borrowed' once." Or that one.

As much as she enjoyed the ideas of her lover roughly pounding her and forcing her to do things that she'd have considered degrading with anybody but the foxgirl though, and indeed had recently acquired quite a desire to test and try that side of things with the woman she loved, Tamonten wasn't actually looking to receive at that particular moment in time. "Or... perhaps mistress desires that I scratch a different itch of hers?" She wanted to give. The swordswoman wanted to hear her lover scream her name again. She wanted to see the foxgirl's eyes roll back into her head from pleasure overload as she pounded her with the fattest cock she could summon. Tamonten wanted to feel her lover convulse and spasm against and around her until she lost count of how many times she had come. She wanted to continue until her lover was a twitching puddle of a woman, and Krig was so stuffed full of her cum that she looked nine months pregnant. And the predatory glint that entered her green eyes as she watched her lover and imagined those things probably revealed it all.

And the truth was, while it had started as a childish desire simply to outperform Sashien, she was already beyond concern about what had transpired between the sphinx and her lover. It had melted away in face of the truth, which was Tamonten really did want to ravage her lover in that way and had since she had first had sex with the other woman. She wanted to try sex with her lover in the same manner that she had taken the faeries, but had always been driven away from the the idea by fears that she might be too rough and make Kringlicsly hate her. But after the night before, those nervous butterflies in the pit of her stomach warning her away from the idea had been quashed. The swordswoman wanted to summon all the lust and animalistic vigor she had expended during an entire day of orgies and mindless fucking with the fey, and utilize it entirely on her lover.

"Because I would be more than happy to service you, mistress," she continued, as she removed herself from her seat and moved to place herself in Krig's lap as best she could atop the stone bench. From the moment she took her new seat, her hand to begin to trail down the foxgirl's tummy and toward her sex. "Anything you desire and anyway you desire it, you need only say it and I'll do it," she partially lied as she pressed her lips against the side of Krig's neck and began to toy her way down the woman's shoulder. The truth of the matter was, she knew that she no longer wanted to wait until her wager was repaid in full in order to visit her fantasies on Kringlicsly, and if her mistress gave her even a small chance she'd certainly try to see those through. Of course, if Krig ordered her in another direction, then she would certainly acquiesce. She wasn't so out of control that she would completely ignore her day's duties as her mistress's pet and mount, at least.

 

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Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

The maid would nod to Tamonten's request, though she looked mildly concerned and would say; "I will check on them to ensure that such hasn't happened already, and see if I can't be of some assistance." After that she had no further responses to make, and soon enough Tamonten would be left along with the apprehensive Kringlicsly.

The swordswoman's response to her single word took the kitsune immediately by surprise, causing her ears to perk and the tip of her soaked tail to swish about beneath the water. "Oh! Ahaha.... Yeah, we really ought to clean up a bit, shouldn't we? I mean, we the soaking probably helped... Despite how pruny my fingers are, but maybe we ought to.... Uhm.... Yeah... I'll... Uhh.... Help you with your hair.... Mine's easy... I just need to get it wet and... And run my fingers through it a little..."

Her words had started strong, but they quickly trailed off somewhat nervously as Tamonten internally played through her fantasies, quite possibly noticing the lust readily apparent in the swordswoman's expression. When it crept into her tone Krig only became more nervous, but the offer to dress up, first in a maid outfit and then in nothing but an apron, a slight blush began to appear on the kitsune's cheeks. "Uhhm... No, that's.... I forgive you, I guess I was just a little jealous... And, uhhh, you don't need to.... Not that I'd mind! Uhm.... Just... Lets worry about that some other time, okay?"

The kitsune had recovered slightly from her awkward tone, but the added question about scratching some other itch only made her blush all the harder, a trend that continued over the next few seconds. "Uhm... I... Well..." she stuttered slowly, but then Tamonten climbed onto her lover's lap, causing that flush of Krig's face to become all the more pronounced. Licking her lips nervously, she settled her hands onto Tamonten's hips and took a moment to steady herself, but even then her voice shook as she said; "Uhm... I've... Well, I was going to... Gah!"

The startled cry came when Tamonten's hand had begun trailing down her tummy, causing the flat surface to spasm and its owner to wiggle beneath the source of the tickling sensation, but as Tamonten's mouth slipped against her neck the nervousness began its slow transformation into excitement. It started with a nervous gasp of the pale warrior's lips against the soft flesh of her neck, prompting Krig's head to tilt just slightly to the side and the rest of her to go mostly still, and as Tamonten trailed kisses down her shoulder Krig began to let out tiny little moans.

"Wait... Stop!" she would say suddenly, and with a gentle touch would begin to push Tamonten off of her until the swordswoman was once again seated on the bench. She wasn't to go long without closeness to her violet-haired lover, however, as Krig would soon be the one straddling her, their faces inches apart and their modest chests pressed together. She could feel the warmth of Krig's excited breathing passing over her own lips, but before the kitsune would close the last of that distance between them she would say; "I... Have a confession to make." A dramatic pause would follow, and after a moment in which Tamonten could prompt her to speak or say something of her own if she so wished, Krig would continue; "Two, actually.... The first is..."

The kitsune paused briefly again, to gather herself, before delivering the first of her admissions; "I... Can read your mind. And, uhhhm... Have been. Nothing deep or intrusive, just.... I pick up on your surface thoughts, and... Well, I just wanted you to know. About it." There was another pause, and then Krig quite awkwardly blurted out; "Also, I'm pregnant." Seemingly recognizing something, she quickly added; "It's definitely yours! I was pregnant when we left for Artmirst, I just.... Didn't get a chance to tell you."

Her lover was still blushing softly, and her hips had begun to make slow gyrations all on their own, but for the moment she seemed intent on keeping the conversation on a serious level.

 

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The pale girl went along willingly with the change in position, especially given the amount of nervousness and alarm in the foxgirl when she had commanded Tamonten to stop. She remained in that same frame of mind, however, greedily trying to tempt her mistress by running her hands over the foxgirl's legs even as Krig tried to muster the will to say whatever she was going to say. It wasn't until the word confession left her lover's mouth that the swordswoman halted, and waited silently and without teasing for the spirit wielder to announce what she was going to announce.

Likewise, she remained silent as the foxgirl reminded her that not only could she read minds, she could easily pick up on surface thoughts. And given what she had been thinking as of recent... her response to that came in the form of something that could only really be described as internally screaming and a grave sense of horror. That would only last until Krig dropped the news that she was pregnant, though. After the spirit wielder explained that the pale girl's child was in her womb, there was simply nothing. No coherent thoughts, deep in her head or otherwise, as her brain seemed to simply shut down at the news. "Oh," she eventually replied vocally, and she didn't manage to close her mouth afterward.

Her mind seemed to begin to restart after that utterance, and Tamonten immediately had to run back through what the foxgirl had just said several times in order to even begin to comprehend it. Krig is... pregnant? With my child? She's pregnant. And the child is mine. Pregnant and it's mine. Is she okay with that? Is she ready to have a child? Am I going to be able to take care of it? Will it be a boy or a girl? What if I'm a terrible parent? Wait, Krig can read my thoughts. What if she knows I'd be an awful parent?! What if she's hearing this right now? What if she thinks she's stuck with me because I got her pregnant? Why can't I stop thinking?! Her panicking continued along those lines for several moments, and was so intense that for a time she completely forgot about the other children she already had a responsibility to and the fact that she herself was pregnant.

Eventually, though, that panic gave way to more optimistic thoughts, as she wondered about the future. Krig's going to have my child. And we're going to raise it together and teach it about the world. And we'll be a family. She fell into the same sort of daydreams she had held during the prison, involving her lover, her child, and her all on tender family outings. Then it hit her in full that her child would have a brother or sister, a full sibling, and her daydreams expanded to include her lover, both of their children, and her on all those activities. Was that paradise? It was beginning to seem more and more like it to the swordswoman.

And then she finally made her first physical reaction to Krig's news. Her dumbfounded expression became one of happiness, and she had to fight to keep from crying from joy. She still didn't speak a word, at least not at first, as she simply wrapped her arms around the kitsune and stood up, holding the other woman aloft and pressing her body against her lover and in turn her lover's body into her own to the fullest extent possible in the process, before seeking to kiss the foxgirl. She kept that latest kiss brief, however, as there were several things that she wanted to say.

"I have no idea what to say," she offered with an exasperated smile as she pulled her mouth away from Krig's, though continued to carry her lover. She supposed she had only thought there were several things that she wanted to say. "Um, I guess... I'm pregnant too. You might have already known that though? It's yours. From the tailoring shop. I avoided telling you because I thought it would be unfair to you. I don't want to make you feel trapped with me just because it's yours. Not that I think you'd think that way. I just... You know. I want to be with you because I want to be with you, and I want you to have that same choice and not feel pressured about it," she awkwardly concluded.

"I guess you probably know about some other things, too," she vaguely remarked regarding her own jealousy and made to avert her gaze from her lover's. "I'm... sorry about that. I know I was being a fool."

 

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Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

There was a sense of palpable relief on Krig's face following her revelations, as if she had carried those two secrets quite heavily for longer than she wished. That her expression split into a soft grin as Tamonten blankly went through her internal conflicts over the things that her lover had just revealed. It was obvious enough that she was reading Tamonten's mind even then, as when the terror at what might be shifted suddenly into joy an expression speaking of that same feeling crossed the kitsune's features a heartbeat after Tamonten had begun to feel them. The kitsune didn't say even a single word as Tamonten went through her mental loops, and when she was suddenly lifted only gave a startled gasp before promptly melting into Tamonten's kiss.

Holding up the kitsune was so easy that Tamonten could barely even feel a strain at it, very little of Krig's weight needing to rest on her legs even as they wrapped around the swordswoman's waist, or on her arms as they coiled around Tamonten's neck. Krig obviously wanted that kiss to go on for longer than it did, but pulled away so that Tamonten could say her piece while hanging suspended in the air, coiled around the pale swordswoman in almost every respect while her soaked fluffy tail gradually shook itself free of water.

"I did know that, as a matter of fact.... But I wanted to let you tell me at your own pace," Krig replied softly, her kaleidoscope eyes never breaking contact with Tamonten's emerald ones. For a moment after that admission she appeared somewhat conflicted, but her break was brief and followed by the kitsune explaining; "I'm not with you just because I feel... Responsible, or that you ought to be responsible, or anything like that! I'm with you because I want to be! I want to wake up next to you every morning! I want to have children with you! And... I want to regularly fuck until neither of us remembers how to form coherent sentences!"

With that the kitsune would simply lean forward and, if the swordswoman didn't prevent her from doing so, seal her lips against Tamonten's in a deep kiss that would last for the better part of the next few minutes. Her lover's tongue, now far more dexterous than it had been only a day earlier, would sally forth to begin a dance with Tamonten's while the kitsune began her gyrations anew while still suspended in Tamonten's superhumanly powerful embrace.

 

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The swordswoman did delay Krig's return kiss for just long enough to mutter "me too, on all counts." Immediately afterward, though, she met her lover's mouth and greedily sought out the kitsune's tongue. Upon realizing just how talented the other woman was getting at their little oral trysts, Tamonten decided to try something even as she attempted to keep up with the spirit wielder's motions. You're getting really good at this, she brazenly directed the thought at Kringlicsly, expecting that the woman was still reading her mind. Beyond that little aside, however, she wholly directed her attentions to both the kiss and the pleasant feeling of her lover gyrating against her.

When their lips parted again, so many minutes later, Tamonten found herself about back in the same frame of mind she had been before Krig had confessed. "You know, for what it's worth, I still want to do all those things I was fantasizing about. All of them." The lasciviousness and a hint of a predatory tone had crept back into her voice. "And in hindsight I noticed that you got really flustered as you were presumably reading my mind, but you seemed to be having some issues mustering the words to stop me." Her hands moved to the foxgirl's rounded ass, giving both fleshy orbs a firm squeeze in the process. "How am I to take that?" She teased.

"Because this might just be wishful thinking, but I think it's a sign that I can drop the sneakiness and subtlety," the idea gave her confidence and as she continued her spirit began to stir, and in an all-too familiar sensation her clit began to transform into a cock. While it had the proportions to match it, the finished product of her latest conjured phallus wasn't the horse's shaft that Kringlicsly had commanded of her the night before, simply because that little aspect of their game had slipped her mind while she focused on the appearance of that small opportunity that she had been seeking earlier, but she would correct that if the foxgirl reminded her of it. "And that I can not only begin working at ticking those perverted daydreams of mine off of my list, but also fulfill my end of the deal and making sure that you're in no state to hold a conversation when I'm done," she remarked in reference to Krig's desire to fuck until the two couldn't form coherent sentences.

At that, Tamonten readjusted her hands to be able to better maneuver her lover. As easily as if the foxgirl weighed nothing at all, she moved the spirit wielder such that the swordswoman's cock ended up trapped between the two and rubbing against Krig's petals, and then began to move her own hips in order to tease her lover. As quickly as she had begun to rub and prod her shaft along the other woman's sex, however, she halted her motions and lifted her lover just high enough that Krig couldn't continue grinding against her summoned manhood if she were to try. "Unless, of course, you don't want me to. If my mistress says no, or orders me to do something else, then I won't continue." As evidenced by her use of mistress, however, her words were far from born of a sincere concern. In truth, she didn't believe by that point that Krig wasn't as interested as she was in trying out the assorted fantasies that had entered her head, she just wanted to see if she could get the foxgirl to admit to it aloud before she continued.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)

Spoiler

Tamonten: HP = 89, PP = 61, EP = 66, Status = Fine, Pregnant

NPC Stats
Krig: HP = 51, PP = 52, EP = 131, Status = Fine

Tamonten's mental comment in the midst of their passionate kissing did provoke a response, a lewd whisper into the swordswoman's mind in her lover's voice that was clear enough that it simply couldn't be her imagination; I'm getting lots of practice~

When their lips parted a few minutes later and Tamonten spoke, she found a coy smile playing over her lover's features as she nuzzled and gyrated and did any number of small but alluring motions while suspended in the swordswoman's grasp. The kitsune cooed softly at the vocal admission of Tamonten's desires, occurring at the same time that the swordswoman took two handfuls of her lover's soft, plump backside while briefly allowing Krig to support herself. She glanced back over her own shoulder as Tamonten enacted her magics, exposing the tempting target of the soft flesh of her neck, and when she saw the tool sprouting past her bottom her tail began to swish back and forth excitedly.

Whether or not Tamonten took the opportunity to nibble at her lover's soft neck, Krig would take an opportunity to speak while the swordswoman was shifting the practically weightless kitsune to a position in which the freshly grown cock was trapped between the two of them, its underside made to rub against Krig's petals from her increasingly aggressive squirming. "Mmmmm, you've forgotten already? I'll need to punish you for that later... My trusty steed~ You've gone and grown the wrong equipment?" she purred, and if Tamonten wasn't at her neck the kitsune would turn back to face her and smile at the swordswoman, providing a mental image of the massive equine cock she had sprouted the night before just before it had vanished into Sashien if she needed more prompting to shift her conjured cock into the form that the kitsune desired.

Tamonten's shift into a more submissive status, remembering her role as the one who was supposed to be taking orders after losing the bet, and would pull herself away so that Krig could no longer rub herself on the swordswoman's rod. "Nnnn.... Just.... Stop teasing me already!" she whined, though then she suddenly became more demanding as she continued; "I don't care what you do, just fuck me! Shove that thing in me just like this, put me down and bend me over, I don't care! And if you won't do it, sit down and let me ride you! I want you to use that thing to make me scream!"