Re: The Warrior's Graveyard (ToC PvP Arena)
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Ooh! I hoped you'd say something like that!" Anthea clapped her hands with vicious glee. "
This next part is going to make you wish that I was still stabbing and electrocuting you!" The witch's spirit surged and her eyes began to glow as she prepared a massive amount of energy behind them. It was another trick with demonic origins, and another that many frogs had suffered in order to give Anthea mastery of it. The Crolian woman went down to one knee and placed a hand on Victoria's chin, grabbing it roughly and forcing the defeated knight to look into her eyes. She held a brief staring contest with Victoria, lasting several seconds during which the human's eyes began to look like dancing green flames. Without warning, those same flames would suddenly burst in a blinding flash that the vampire wouldn't be allowed to shield herself from, and Victoria would find herself almost completely unable to move.
The vampire wasn't stone and could still feel pain, as Anthea would demonstrate by pinching one of her nipples and giving it a hard twist, but there was no longer any meaningful manner in which she could struggle or backtalk the witch. With Anthea's latest cruelty, Victoria was trapped in a body that was functionally little more than a doll, able to smell, see, hear, feel, taste, and even think, but unable to move anything other than her eyes even a centimeter. "
Crolian witchcraft," she softly explained with that persistent sadistic grin, "
is the greatest form of magic in all the world. Just look at what it's done to you. You're finally less annoying, and so much more useful."
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Look at what your resistance got you. A whole lot of pain and just enough pleasure to leave you wet and wanting. Meanwhile, I took everything I wanted from you anyway and had a lot of fun doing it~" Anthea's hand trailed the knight's stomach to the other woman's vulnerable crotch, where she wasted little time in shoving two fingers into Victoria's used sex and violated her for a few moments longer just to prove her own dominance. "
But what I've done so far is nothing compared to what will happen next. After I'm done fucking that throat of yours to get all your wetness off of myself, I'm going to set you up for as a toy for anybody who happens to be passing by~♪ I'm going to write free slut on that red ass of yours, and maybe just give you a proper makeover in general. Imagine all the big, strong warriors who are going to come by and show that tight little slit of yours no mercy. I'm sure a few will try your ass and mouth too, some of the people in this realm would probably even try to fuck a knothole on a tree. But first it's my turn~"
Anthea began to reposition the knight, grabbing her limbs and moving them as if she was little more than a doll. First the paralyzed vampire went onto her belly, then up on one arm, the second, then each knee until she was on her hands and knees like a dog. The witch would waste little time in moving in front of Victoria, though she did decide to play with her toy a little longer before indulging in the vampire's mouth. She set her cock, which was beginning to grow turgid again from sheer sadism, on the vampire's face. The rod, sticky with cum and the knight's own juices, laid between the undead woman's eyes across the bridge of her nose and forehead. Anthea merely watched the vampire for a few moments as her manhood returned to full length across the other woman's face, only able to imagine what was going through her foe's mind. Was she sorry that she hadn't licked the witch's boots? That she hadn't relented? Or perhaps she still had some insult in mind regarding Anthea's flatness? Regardless, nothing would've changed her course then. Victoria had waited too long to earn mercy and had to be put firmly in her place.
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Wow. It's lucky you don't need to breathe, isn't it?" She asked moments before pulling back and slapping Victoria across the face a few times with her shaft, just to humiliate the other woman further. But after that she would waste no more time. She pulled the vampire's mouth as open as it could get, set both hands atop Victoria's head, and began to push her cock into the other woman's mouth. She gave the paralyzed woman even less time to adjust to her latest violation, pushing in an inch at a time and continuing even as she literally forced herself down the other woman's throat. The witch groaned anew, the feeling of the vampire's wet tongue against the underside of her shaft and every muscle in the woman's neck practically molded around her head offering a sense of physical rapture on par with the persisting mental pleasure of dominating the prideful woman.
While her previous performance had been anything but artful, Anthea's latest efforts showed even less concern for the vampire's pleasure or comfort. Once she had buried herself until Victoria's nose was pressed into the Crolian's trimmed pubic hair, Anthea simply began to piston in and out of vampire's mouth like a cheap masturbation toy. It was a quick, rough pace that more or less matched the efforts of an academy student to stealthily get off in the public dorms. And indeed, that's all Anthea was doing. She was just bringing herself to another orgasm because she wanted to cum again, and the fact that she even had a partner was merely incidental and didn't concern her in the slightest. Victoria was forced to endure around three minutes of the Crolian's pubic mound smacking into her nose just hard enough to be painful before the witch would, with an orgasmic groan, unceremoniously shove herself back to the brim and begin to cum directly down the vampire's throat and into her stomach. About halfway through, she pulled out and painted Victoria's cheeks and jaw with the remainder. As a final personal insult, once Anthea had recovered from her brief afterglow she wiped her cock off using the vampire's hair.
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You're a pretty decent cocksucker too! Even if you were a bit of a board. I probably should've guessed!" The witch giggled at her own cruel joke. "
That's a nice look on you too. Almost makes me want to have another go. It'd probably be less interesting without all that useless defiance of yours though, and I have work to do so it's time to put this away and finish up." With a snap, Anthea's cock began to recede into her groin until it eventually vanished without a trace. She would pull her panties back up, go rummaging through her backpack once more, and return to Victoria's side with a small brush and a bottle of ink. She uncorked the bottle, set it on the vampire's back, and sat down in a cross-legged position at the vampire's side. "
Let's get you ready for your new role as a public cum dump!" And then she dipped the brush into the ink and began to write words on the vampire's body....
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By the time Anthea finished ten minutes later, Victoria had writing on her ass, back, stomach, shoulder blades, both breasts, and her face. The witch hadn't proven to be very creative, though the vampire knight would never be able to see the specifics. She had, of course, written the most mandatory bits of body writing in large, bold letters.
Fertile,
Cum Lots Inside,
Public Slut, were present on both her belly and her back. One side of Victoria's butt was adorned with
Ass and the other had
Pussy with a single tally mark beneath it. On her face, one cheek had
Mouth with a tally mark and the other was a bit more verbose, noting
Fuck My Throat I Don't Need Air. Her breasts read
Cowtit 1 and
Cowtit 2 respectively. Of final particular note was
I'm a stupid whore who needs to be punished along her shoulder blades. Beyond that it was all random scrawling and a few cartoonish dicks.
The witch had, following her attempts at artistry, done her best to repair her clothes using her magics and had gotten redressed. She had re-donned her backpack and picked up her broom and shovel again. "
See you around, cowtits! Make sure to milk lots and lots of dicks in the... well, probably twelve or so hours you'll be there! And remember, you could've avoided all of this if you hadn't been such a stupid bitch~♪" The short witch giggled and waved farewell as she turned and began to walk away, leaving the paralyzed Victoria behind to serve as a doll for any and everyone who happened across her.
