NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = ??/80, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Her arachne daughter nodded to her orders about how to deal with the demons, but after Nala's light affections she stayed around long enough to hear the rest of the night elf's plan before she and most of her siblings vanished into the trees to form their security perimeter.
Demetrius, upon Nala's reply, simply shrugged and quite evenly said; "I am somewhat surprised by it, I suppose, but I can hardly fault your reasoning. Heh, I wouldn't presume to tell you what to do with yourself, no matter how.... Strange.... I think the choice you've made might be."
Violet wasted no time after receiving Nala's permission, nodding to her before turning back to Amanda and saying; "Lets go then." The two vanished into the jungle together, leaving Nala alone with the pair of her daughters that weren't on the defensive, Demetrius, and Charlotte. The Badarian opted to relax at that point, sitting down with his back against a nearby tree trunk, and Charlotte went over to sit down against another.
Her apprentice seemed surprised at Nala's question, but she was quick to reply with a reassuring smile and a calm tone; "Oh yes.... We've been about as well as can be expected. She tipped us off to her nature and mentioned offhandedly that some bags of supplies had gone missing, and that the man set to guard it would be "distracted" if we wanted to investigate further. Amanda almost tried to kill her instead, but I managed to talk her out of it. We were in the jungle for a few days before Demetrius found us and told us that you were alright, and... What you were going to do. I didn't believe him, but...." She paused and glanced at one of the arachne, "I guess that it's true."
Turning back to Nala, she sighed and explained; "Kyederon was taken without bloodshed after the demoness impersonating you announced our surrender. The promises she made, of relative independence and freedom from the risk of being used for breeding or as energy slaves, didn't even last through her brief reign. When a governor was put in place to rule the village, most of the soldiers were already enthralled to succubi, many of them to the one masquerading as you. There was some token resistance, but thankfully no one was harmed, though those that fought were publicly humiliated. I don't know how it is inside anymore, but the place has been quiet except for the moaning. The goblins were given right to breed with whoever they wanted and absorbed into a larger tribe, and they've done a lot of the security and manual labor for the demons. The mines were sealed, and the citizens aren't allowed outside of the town gates anymore, nor outdoors at night at all."
It was about ten minutes after Nala had finished speaking to Charlotte that Divinar returned, her other arachne with her, to report that the situation in the woods outside of Kyederon was exactly as Amanda had described. The trees had been filled with traps, and the undergrowth was patrolled by squads of goblins too large to be easily ambushed. The village seemed to be on high alert, making it a dangerous prospect to approach the place at all. By that point her earth elementals had produced a crater large enough that they could decease the slope of it and start heading underground, and weren't yet even close to running out of energy. Progress was going well, and Divinar had her daughters working to collect wood large enough to support a tunnel that they'd all be able to fit through, leaving Nala with a bit of free time before Violet and Amanda came out of the woods together with Grabbik the goblin between them. The arachne seemed guarded around the demon, but thankfully refrained from slaughtering the diminutive demon unless Nala ordered them to do so.
"Mistress!" he said excitedly upon seeing her, and unless Nala did something to dissuade him from doing so, the goblin wouldn't promptly run up and tackle-hug her. As he rubbed his face against her bosom affectionately, Amanda quickly explained; "He's not a big fan of the new leadership. He's been feeding us information, and while we didn't trust him at first, he's done nothing but feed us useful information so far. Besides, I don't think the little squirt has the smarts to be this deceptive~" There was a twinge of affection in the girl's tone while speaking of the goblin, something that Nala hadn't from Amanda in a long time, and certainly not in reference to a goblin. Despite that, Grabbik freed himself from the pillowy confines of Nala's breasts where he had seemed intent on establishing a permanent residence to glare back at Amanda irritatedly. Looking up at Nala, he said; "Mistress! Grabbik and we missed you! Not-You handed our home to full-bloods, who treat us like garbage! Other tribe is full of cowards who do as full-bloods wish without thinking, but we are loyal to you!" Having been fairly thoroughly enthralled by Nala during her early experimentation with her unusual sexual magics, the loyalty of the goblin was difficult to question, but whether or not Nala wanted to trust to that was her own call to make.
Note: If, for whatever reason, you'd rather have Nala not enthralled ye goblin or goblins, you can just ignore that last bit. I assumed that Nala would have done so to ensure their cooperation, but it's entirely your choice as to whether or not she'd have actually done so.
The witch elf gave Demetrius a pat on his cheek, lightly chuckling as she did so.
"If I had cared very much what people thought of my sexual practices, I'd still be in Ch'Hiesol, with my mother running my life through druidic rituals. One thing you can count on with me, Demetrius - I will push the boundaries, given half a chance. I might add that an arachne that wants to be affectionate can do so, they just need to be coaxed into it. Perhaps when all this is over I'll set you up with one my new daughters. They need to learn proper technique after all, and you've always been up to the task.~"
She let Demetrius shy away if he wanted, passing over to Charlotte next. She had affection for the more innocent of the two human sisters, and had long ago staked a claim to her. She would not let her come to harm, and was glad at least that she had been spared this latest horror. The other women and the many men that had been under Kyederon's protection were not so lucky. She would have to kill many of the succubi in order to free them from their enthrallment. Or she would have to incapacitate the men until such a time as she could use her magics to dispel their delusions.
"I can understand being afraid of them, Charlotte. Certainly, it isn't natural for a human or elf to willingly breed with them. And yet, the arachne come from a common ancestry as me, they have simply been warped by demonic energies. It stands to reason that with enough magic and proper attention, a more empathic breed could come about, one that could theoretically coexist in peace and harmony with you and I. I should think that this would appeal to you especially, given all that I have taught to you about the harmony of natural evolution. Druids guide nature - and breeding is a major part of that. Alas that I ignored its potential for so long - I had been preoccupied with only one aspect of my craft. Still, every journey starts with one small step, or enthusiastic thrust of the hips in this case.
"I'm happy to hear that you and your sister were spared the worst of this, and that you managed to convince Amanda not to kill Esmerela. I'm still extraordinarily mad with her, but of all the invaders, the only one I don't want to outright kill is her, and sparing you is that reason." Nala leaned over and kissed Charlotte on the cheek, smiling at her apprentice and caressing her hair. After a moment she kissed the girl again, more deeply this time, on the lips - a reminder that she cared for the girl on all levels, physically and emotionally.
Nala went back to focusing on her task, overseeing the dig and welcoming Divinar back to the impromptu camp. She was happy to have the demons on high alert - given how focused their eyes would be in the wrong direction, it would make that first strike all the more demoralizing when it came from within.
Of all the chance meetings on the day, the next was one of the more oddly enjoyable. Grabbik had hurtled towards her like a little green missile, latching onto her torso and burying his ugly little face in her violet-hued bosom. It was somewhat gratifying to have him miss her so, even in the face of so many full-blooded demons ordering him around. She listened to his story, stroking his ears with her thumbs and forefinger, knowing from many sessions that her loyal goblin 'dagger man' had an appreciation for ear-play.
"Your Mistress is pleased to see you again, Grabbik. Your loyalty is indeed unquestionable, and once I destroy these fools who have dared to anger me, you will be rewarded. I will see to it personally.~ But for now, you must tell me all you have seen about Kyederon's defenses, and about the whereabouts of the demoness who impersonated me. You are a sly one, Grabbik, so tell your Mistress where you think the arrogant full-bloods are weak."
Nala would have made sure to Seduce each of the goblins who fought with her 2 years ago. Should any other goblins have been born in the two year period from breeding with the other girls, Nala would have bound them to her as well.
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = ??/80, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Demetrius quirked an eyebrow at Nala's suggestion of setting him up with one of their daughters, an idea that he didn't seem to find offensive so much as innately bizarre. He didn't shy away, however, and turned toward the nearest of the arachne with a curious look, gazing at it for a moment before turning back to Nala and saying; "Well, it probably shouldn't be as surprising as it is. I suppose that giving one of them a try couldn't hurt, though I'll have to pass if carrying the results to term is a requirement."
Charlotte listened to Nala's explanation rather impassively, her expression not quite disparaging but at least a tiny bit skeptical at Nala's suggestion that she could breed a strain of the spider-women that would be able to integrate into human society more effectively. "I suppose that, if anyone could manage something like that, it'd be you...." she replied as she gave one of the present arachne a sidelong glance, much as Demetrius had. Looking back to Nala, she finished; "That doesn't make them and less... Frightening though. Knowing that they share your blood... It might even make them scarier!" She put on a smile, but it was nervous and very quickly dispelled once she glanced again at the nearest of Nala's daughters.
The kiss on her head seemed to catch her by surprise, but she smiled up at Nala only to react with surprise again when Nala kissed her on the lips. Charlotte had always been a very empathetic woman, or at least had been so for as long as Nala had known her, even after she'd been killed and brought back two years ago. As such, while she was surprised, the implicit promises of affection were easy for the girl to pick, and after getting over her moment of shock Charlotte responded warmly to the kiss.... Perhaps even a bit too warmly. Nala's apprentice flicked the tip of her tongue against Nala's, inviting her, nay outright coaxing her into the other girl's mouth. Charlotte had also always been something of a sub, particularly when she was with Nala, and she was likewise one who strived for affection when she could get it. What Nala felt in the hungry, almost desperate kiss that Charlotte pulled her into was a little bit more than a desire for affection, however, and when Nala initially tried to pull away she felt Charlotte's hands on the sides of her head, holding her in for just a few seconds more before allowing her to pull away.
If Nala did, she would find Charlotte looking up at her with an expression free of shame, a slight flush on her face. At that point Nala was free to do as she'd intended and oversee her elementals as they worked, but she'd felt hints of need in her apprentice's kiss that suggested that Charlotte wouldn't mind trading kisses for a bit longer.
Grabbik, in turn, reacted quite predictably to her affections. He seemed to feed at her every touch, murmuring affectionately and nuzzling harder into her chest, even shivering at one point and giving the curve of her breasts an affectionate nibble. The promise of a personal reward seemed to be the final straw, as the very idea of it caused a certain organ with which Nala had become intimately familiar over the years to stiffen against her belly. Goblins, being demons, were possessed of members larger than would be expected of a being their size, and Grabbik was anything but an exception. It hadn't taken Nala long to train him how to please her, and he'd been eager even more-so than the other goblins that she'd enthralled, often working himself to exhaustion in his attempts. Her last record with him had been ten orgasms on his part before he'd simply passed out from sheer exhaustion, by which point she'd been almost as filthy as when she'd taken his entire tribe.
"Of course mistress!" he replied eagerly, only pulling himself away from her bosom if she made him do so and thus leaving his hardened length rubbing against her belly as he spoke. "The full-bloods are numerous, but most are weak!" he began, "They are mostly succubi that watch the people! They drain the soldiers and grow lazy, leaving the defense of the village mostly to us and to the armored full-bloods, and to the hellhounds! There are a score of each in the village, plus fake you and the lord sent to replace you. Fake you stays in your chambers, has nightly orgies with many of the humans and elves, drains all of them. Ruler put in charge of village rides a nightmare about, and are angry and shouty! They're in the village center now, with most of the hellhounds. Stalkers, the sneaky ones, patrol the streets. We are left to serve as fodder outside the village.... Except that Grabbik convinced other chiefs to switch sides!" The goblin looked inordinately proud of that, and continued; "They serve you now! Will rush into town and get rid of other demons once alarm goes off, and those that not agree are dealt with!"
Given that they're likely to split off racially from dem regular arachne, at least in the short term, would the name Jurougumo be acceptable? Here's a link to dat MGE entrey:
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The fluff you obviously don't need to take from there, though that + stealth was what I was going to go with anyway. Alternatively, you can just keep calling them arachne.
Also also, arachne were warped by a daemon, not demons. The distinction is important and Nala would know the difference.
"I'm proud of you Demetrius. Most men might not be able to see past their spidery carapace. I assure you, you'll not regret it.~ They're partly me after all, so they'll be naturals. Just make sure that when you fertilize one there's a nice, willing girl around to bring the eggs to term." Nala giggled and then waved Demetrius away, leaving him to wonder about how he'd possibly broach that conversation with the hypothetical egg-bearer.
Charlotte's comment made the witch elf laugh out loud.
"Why thank you, Charlotte," she said after her laughter died down. "I take that as a compliment. Scary is one of the charming qualities that I aspire to be. You can rarely keep people on their toes otherwise."
The kiss on the lips produced better results than Nala had originally anticipated. Although the time at present wasn't the best for fooling around, she supposed that there was time to enjoy herself while the elementals dug. She kissed Charlotte for a long while, and when she pulled away she was surprised by the affectionate girl's insistence on an even longer, more intimate dance of tongues. Eventually, the night elf managed to pull away for a brief moment.
"Mmm~ I suppose it has been a while since our last session, my sweet apprentice. Are you still thinking of our last session together? Fufufu... do you remember what we discovered among the vines, Charlotte? All you need do is ask for it out loud and I'll do it to you again. Of course, I never pass an opportunity to teach. My daughters here have instinctive drives that they should learn to hone and control, so they'll be watching very closely. Mmm?"
Nala knew that where Amanda pushed others away in a bid for independence, Charlotte still longed for affection. The witch elf could only give her so much attention though when she was helping to run Kyederon, so there had been many attempts to find suitable partners, both male and female, for Charlotte. Nala had made sure to vet all potential mates for her apprentice, but even though the pairings were cordial, for some reason Charlotte never lost her need for affection with the witch elf. Perhaps it had something to do with Nala's handling of Charlotte's soul. The metaphysics eluded Nala for the time being, but she did not mind a little extra tender loving care with an enthusiastic sub.
If Charlotte shied away from an exhibitionist session with Nala, the witch elf would satisfy her with more long kisses as a way of letting her know that she was not disappointed.
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Nala was dangerously close to being speechless as she stared down at the proud little goblin who had claimed he'd switched the allegiance of the goblins guarding the outpost.
"You convinced all of the goblin chiefs? Really? How did you do that, my clever Grabbik? Tell mistress more.~"
As she did so, she moved her bare thigh against Grabbik's risen bulge, and would continue to do so the more convinced she was that her goblin had truly turned the bulk of the goblin forces to her command.
"If what you say is true, we can use your goblins to surprise the full bloods. Fufufu... I'm sure that there'll be plenty of captured succubi to parse out among you as rewards for your service. And your information on Esmerela is useful as well. I would greatly enjoy finding her on my bed again, especially if she has enthralled many of the mortals. Between capturing her and turning the goblins, we should be able to undermine the rest of the full bloods entirely."
Yeah, the Jurougumo look makes sense. I don't think that the bipolar personality need be true, but I see them as certainly more intelligent and in control of their base emotions than the average arachne. Ultimately it's up to you to decide how well they might be able to get along with humans, but if they've got Nala blood, they ought to be capable of flirting. Maybe Nala will just show them how.
If you want Charlotte to say yes to doing something, Nala was probably going to teach the two guardian daughters how to properly kiss a subdued and entwined mortal so that they become docile without overly restrictive bindings.
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = ??/80, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Demetrius' quirked eyebrow didn't lower any at Nala's proclamation, and out of the corner of her eye the elven witch would note the blush that came over her nearest daughter's face, one no doubt caused by her suggestive words. He allowed himself to be waved off without complaint or further comment, however, having not apparently noticed the reaction of the nearby arachne.
Charlotte, when it came time for Nala to react to her hungry kiss, was surprisingly similar to that of her daughters to her words to Demetrius. Blushing, she glanced aside and then back up at Nala, her uncertainty plainly readable. "No," she said after a moment, and her certainty in her answer hardened during the moment in which she paused. Speaking more confidently, Charlotte continued; "Not now, at least. We have too much to do in Kyederon to be tiring ourselves out before the fight even begins. I just... Needed a bit of... I don't know, touch, after everything that's happened over the last few days. I'm good now."
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"Well.... Most of 'em!" the goblin corrected Nala proudly, wiping his fingers on his vest and puffing out his chest. "A few didn't wanna go against pure bloods, were too scared.... But their second in commands weren't so frightened~ Many were all too happy to switch sides after I told them about how you've treated us! Now, when I give them the signal, they'll kill any of their tribe that won't join you and take Kyederon's walls! We've got a good plan! Will tell pure-bloods that we couldn't defeat whatever was out there, then stab them in the back when they go to look!" he announced gleefully, clearly reveling both in what he likely perceived as cleverness and the light rubbing of Nala's thigh against his cock, which was increasingly straining to escape from the goblin's loin cloth, and was already at the point that his decency was already beyond gone.
"We can't get rid of traps for spiders in the trees, but if mistress wants, we can let the spiders over the walls too! They'd have to travel on the ground... But they should probably only do that after goblins have taken out pure-bloods!" he added after a moment's thought, before looking up at Nala, if seeking her approval.
Nala did not allow Charlotte's declining of her proposal dampen her spirits. She simply kissed her more on the lips, softly making out with the appreciative apprentice.
"You're right of course, Charlotte my dear. No need to tire you out before such an important engagement. Though I always find such experiences... mmm... invigorating.~ After all, if the worst should happen, I'd like to think I had done just one last beautiful thing before hand."
She stroked Charlotte's cheek, then traced her fingers down the girl's neck, shoulder, and back. "I will just have to fight all the harder tonight, so that I shall see you entwined beneath me in the morning, enjoying the feel of finely spun silk on your back and my tongue over the rest of your body.~ I intend to teach my daughters much about pleasing a human girl, and I'm hoping you'll be my lovely assistant tutor. I think the sounds you regularly make will be most effective conveyances of proper technique.~"
She drowned out whatever embarrassed, shy utterances the young druid would make by indulging in more kisses and light petting that as always would threaten Charlotte's resolve to resist a more thorough sexual encounter.
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"A cunning plan, my loyal minion, but I think a few alterations might be necessary. No doubt the demons know some things from their telepathic communication with my current prisoners, if we play into that information, they will be more likely to believe it and fall into your trap." Nala smiled and rubbed Grabbik's ear, while at the same time, without shame, cupped the goblin's bulge wit her other hand and rubbed it directly. Charlotte's playtime with her earlier had warmed her up and now the witch felt herself wanting some sort of action. Teasing the goblin would be a nice way to pass the time.
"What you'll do is tell the full bloods that your scouts have spotted us in the woods. You will tell them that there's some sort of fight going on - that some of the arachne are fighting against myself and the other arachne. You'll *suggest* that maybe if a force led by some full bloods moved out, you could capture whichever side won out. Then, once you lead them on a merry jaunt far from Kyederon, spring your trap and murder or capture those fool enough to go with you. You'll return to Kyederon, telling of your victory, how they've captured me and the others and will be returning soon. The gates will open, and you'll storm the town while we arrive from below and strike at them from the one direction they're not guarding. They will be outnumbered, surprised, depleted of a good portion of their strength, and demoralized that their trap for us was foreseen and bypassed."
Nala moved on to properly stroking Grabbik with her hand now, beneath his loincloth. He would know from experience that he was not to cum until she gave him verbal permission.
"Some of our arachne will accompany you over the walls after you slay the full bloods, the others will come with me. At the end of the night, the arachne will have rights to the male demons' seed, while you and they will both be using the succubi prisoners for your pleasure and breeding purposes. It will be necessary to display their defeat entirely to the Kyederon citizens, so that they understand that this three day nightmare is over.
"Now... before you go, would you like to beg your mistress to do something for you?~" She grinned as her grip firmed around his shaft, squeezing so the green head of his cock swelled to its maximum girth, leaking precum.
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = ??/80, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 80/90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = ??, PP = ??, EP = ??, Status = Fine
The implications crafted by Nala's words caused Charlotte to give a nervous glance towards the nearby arachne. The woman was long accustomed to Nala's preference for exhibitionism, though had never displayed much of a passion for it herself, but it seemed that the idea of involving the spiders wasn't yet a particularly welcome one. Her mouth was claimed again by Nala just as she was about to speak, and at the time it seemed that she'd offer no further argument on the matter.
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Nodding along eagerly to Nala's initial reception of his plan, the goblin shivered and let out a delighted squeak when she cupped his hardened bulge, which began to strain all the more fiercely to escape its confining prison. Much as his body was screaming for more attention, however, Grabbik maintained enough coherency to listen through Nala's alteration and expansion of his scheme against the full demons that had claimed Kyederon attentively, nodding energetically in several places and grinning when she mentioned ambushing those that he led out into the jungle.
"Eheh.... Yessss mistress! We will do as you command!" he said, and then let out a low, wordless groan as Nala's hand slipped into his garment and gripped his firm shaft. Excited as he was, Grabbik was familiar with Nala's rules, and though he certainly allowed himself to enjoy her skilled stroking, he didn't yet let himself cum from it. Listening to the second part of her plan, Grabbik again offered an enthusiastic nod, and when she finished with her lewd offer and squeezed his shaft, the goblin gave another shiver and throbbed in her delicate grip as he let out an excited squeal.
"Grabbik lives to please mistress!" he stated earnestly, his eyes wandering up and down Nala's body, "Grabbik would be most pleased to be given a chance to please mistress Nala again! However he can! Grabbik lives to serve the mistress!" Every stroke earned Nala another trace of wetness on her fingers from the goblin's steadily dripping precum, his shaft rock hard and at full attention, it and the diminutive demon to which it belonged both ready and raring to do whatever she pleased.
Nala grinned down at her goblin minion, all too gratified to see him so desperately loyal and wanting to please her. However, as much as she wouldn't mind having some fun with him right here in the middle of the jungle, she couldn't afford the distraction. Besides, Grabbik would know that it wasn't that easy for a goblin to get such a direct reward from the mistress until a major task was done.
She slowed down her strokes, and with a sultry moan, she licked along the edge of Grabbik's long pointy ear with her whip tongue. Then she stopped stroking all together and whispered in his ear.
"You will have the chance to please me over and over again, once this battle is won. Return to the other goblins, make certain that all goes as I have said. I shall have one of my daughters go with you for a time, and they shall work out the details of the signals with you. As soon as the sun sets, you will bring the goblins loyal to me out into the jungle make certain the the ambush is set, then return to the fullbloods, telling them what you've seen. By the time they go with you, we should be nearing the completion of the tunnel. When you return, the demons will be eager to get reinforcements, and will let you in to fight us, or if we have not yet breached, I'm sure you can convince them to let you in, saying that the battle is won and I am captured and being returned. The gates will open and you will be let in. Either way, a fight will soon be underway in the encampment and they will be outnumbered and surprised. We will crush them, and we shall enjoy the spoils of victory.~"
She gently pushed Grabbik away and then stood, making sure to lean forward and press her soft orbs against the goblin's nose as she rose to her feet.
"Now go, scheme, lie, betray, and fight for your true mistress."
She sent the goblin off with one of her daughters, re-explaining the plan to her as well if necessary. It would be important that at least a few arachne, some of her daughters and some of the others, be used to help take down the more powerful full bloods that came to capture her out in the jungle. The majority would follow Nala and the others through the tunnel of course.
It only remained to fill Divinar and her brood in on the plot when they returned, and then to complete the tunnel. Then her assault to retake Kyederon would begin, and her first step in a new and daunting direction would be taken. She was going to kill a demon king, and to do that, she would need a lot of power...
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = ??/80, EP = 90, Status = Fine
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = 38, PP = 53, EP = 25/41, Status = Fine
Grabbik, though he'd shivered with delight when she ran her tongue over his pointed ears, clearly imagining what sensations she might inspire if her attentions were transposed elsewhere, looked up at Nala with mild disappointment after she'd spoken into his ear. Even after she'd pushed him away and returned to her full height did that expression persist, though the goblin knew better than to argue the point. Readjusting his loincloth, Grabbik bowed and said; "Yes mistress!" He started off immediately, one of Nala's own arachne following after him with a nod to her, not requiring an explanation of the plan given that they'd all been around, and Nala had made no effort to conceal her scheming with the goblin from those around her.
That left a great deal of free time while the elementals dug their way through the earth towards Kyederon, a simple enough task that they required little supervision despite their lack of conventional intelligence. They traded off the duty of summoning the creatures several times between herself, Demetrius, and Charlotte while Amanda and Violet both alternated between sleeping and keeping watch with the arachne. Divinar at one point left with several other arachne after a goblin arrived with news that they'd drawn several demons out into the deeper jungle, away from those that might overhear their planned ambush. She returned some time later, and said that the ambush had gone off without a hitch, ensuring that they would face fewer foes when they were within the city's walls. The goblins soon sent another scout, saying that they were in position to move to enter the city at any time.
By the time dusk had fallen, the tunnel stretched for miles into the earth, and was reaching close to Kyederon. Demetrius was within at the time, guiding the elementals with his preferred branch of magic so that they would arrive in the city precisely. It was Charlotte's elementals that were up when he finally reported that they were ready, leaving Nala to enact any final preparations before the creatures born of stone and earth erupted up into the town square. The two creatures climbed out into a fairly desolate landscape, but as Nala herself climbed up with whomever she'd chosen to bring with her, preceded by the majority of the arachne, she could hear the sounds of battle coming from the the gates. The arachne had already mostly divided up into hit squads and were scuttling off silently, and for the moment there was no opposition to Nala directly. The elven witch now had a choice to make; where to go next.
She could join the battle on the wall and ensure that the goblins eliminated the demons there, but several groups of arachne were already headed in that general direction. Charlotte had at one point said that the demons had taken to keeping their prisoners, those that had resisted their takeover or attempted to flee the town, in the hall that had been built to hold large meetings, and that cages had been constructed around it to house those that wouldn't fit in the building itself. The majority of the demons were said to have been concentrated right where they'd come up, but they were gone now, and where they might have gone was anyone's guess, and searching the streets for them might allow her to find and eliminate the enemy leader. Of course, if Nala wanted to return to her own quarters, where Esmerala was said to be, that was also a potential first destination.
Denying Grabbik his immediate gratification was something the poor goblin should have been used to. It was a common practice for the witch, but it was always made up for in full whenever she finally did choose to let him alleviate his pent up condition on her. The goblin could go for hours after a particularly long spell of denial, and despite her repulsion of crude goblin culture, Nala would readily admit she found pleasure in his disproportionate green cock flooding her insides with desperate abandon. Had she been a natural born succubus, she would have been able to inhale Grabbik's soul in a half-second a thousand times over. That was how much her servant gave of himself to her, and she relished her power over him and his ilk, just as she relished her enthralling power over her new arachne lovers, and of course, over her bond with her lovely bodyguard, Violet. It was difficult to rouse herself from dreams of her future plans for rewarding all her loyal followers, but at last she steeled herself and prepared for the task of battle.
This didn't prevent her from one last -necessary- kiss for luck in the tunnel just prior to breaching the surface of Kyederon. She had grabbed Violet tightly by her upper arms and pushed the assassin against the wall. Being the physically weaker of the two, she would only be able to do this if Violet assented, but it was unlikely that the spirit warrior would interfere with the night elf's wish. Kissing her deeply, passionately, tasting the girl by her tongue, Nala pressed her body against hers, in front of Demetrius, Amanda, Charlotte, Divinar, and the various collection of arachne and daughters that were prepared to invade with her in just under a minute.
Pulling back at last, Nala smiled and brushed her fingers along Violet's jawline.
"For luck, my pet. Not that you need it," Nala said, though it would be clear that underneath her light remark, the night elf who was so famously casual with her sexual displays had a far deeper emotion reserved for Violet, her most devoted servant, the first among her lovers, moreso than any demon, arachne, or godslayer. She'd never uttered the three words a typical love-besotted mortal had, but there had been more than enough close moments between the two that showed the depth of her fondness, and the hell she would attempt to unleash if ever her Violet were taken from her.
Turning back to Charlotte, the night elf nodded and summoned her powers to augment her channeling in the fight to come.
"Breach it."
As the earth elementals launched themselves in a sudden upward flurry meant to make the final dig as quick a process as possible, the green energy of nature flooded Nala's mind, the whisps of arcane power swirling about her and lighting up her eyes.
Slipping onto Divinar's back, the witch would ride the arachne priestess up into Kyederon's courtyard, taking stock of the situation. There were no demons where they had expected to them to be, but the sounds of fighting at the gates suggested they could have gone to reinforce the walls.
With the arache hit squads going to help from the inside, Nala decided to take herself and the other humanoid casters, plus Divinar, over to the large meeting hall where those resistant to the new three day regime were being held.
"Let us free the prisoners. They may doubt who I am, just as you did Amanda, but if they truly are enemies of the demons, they won't hesitate to fight the oppressors they know. Everyone keep your eyes open for traps! Our enemy is devious."
She momentarily had an eye on her own quarters where Esmerela was supposedly residing, but there was no guarantee that she would find the Demon Lord there. No plan ever gets executed perfectly in battle, it was time to just hit hard and let the chips fall where they may.
Nala heads to the meeting hall to free the prisoners. She casts level 5 nature buff to her Mind Stat for extra happy fun casting times. Crossing fingers for no insta-capture traps.
Nala: HP = 51, PP = 75, EP = 73/84, Status = Fine, +54 Mind (Nature's Power Level 5 Nature spell)
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 90, PP = 80, EP = 82/90, Status = Fine, +44 Mind (Fireheart Level 4 Fire spell)
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 80, PP = 50, EP = 90, Status = Fine
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = 38, PP = 53, EP = 23/41, Status = Fine, +24 Mind (Inner Strength Level 2 Nature spell)
Enemies
12 succubi
3 stalkers
3 stalkers
5 demon soldiers
3 spitter slimes
??? in the hall
Rolls
Casting: Success.
Nala gains 10 + 1 = 11 * 5 = 55 rounds down to +54 Mind.
Violet's only reaction to Nala pushing her against the wall was to let out a delighted squeal and practically melt into her embrace. With no other partner that Nala had witnessed the assassin with would the beautiful amazonian be so submissive and pliant. Even when the demons had been taking them, feeding on their spirits while Nala and Demetrius had been decidedly bottoming to their respective partners, Violet had been riding the demon for all he was worth up until the point that she passed out from having her soul fed upon. Only to Nala would the assassin submit so fully, as she did when Nala pushed her against the wall and kissed her so passionately just before they were to go into battle. Smoothing one hand up Nala's side to just below her armpit and laying the other onto the night elf's shapely ass, Violet closed her eyes and moaned into the witch's mouth as her tongue rolled around with Nala's in a familiar lewd dance.
The assassin was happy to maintain the kiss for as long as Nala willed, and when she parted there was a noticeable flush to Violet's cheeks. "I might not need it... But I certainly don't mind it~ I hope you'll finish what you just started when we've got our home back though!" She gave Nala's bottom a soft grope before allowing the elven witch to pull away, and Violet kept her eyes on Nala as the elementals pushed through the last few inches of earth.
When they arrived up top and Nala unleashed her energies, granting herself intense power and insight but costing her some of her energies. Beckoning to her allies, they nodded and followed after her, including Violet and Amanda who flitted off to fade into the shadows in the darkened streets, and Demetrius and Charlotte who moved to walk directly beside her while enacting spells of their own. Divinar gestured for two of her lesser kin and faded off as well, shadowing the trio of mages from the tops of buildings without making so much as a sound. Despite the chaos just beginning to unfold in the small jungle town, the streets of Kyederon were eerily silent and empty. It was a lonely spectacle compared to the bustle that had taken place in the home she'd created for herself at night, where people had been moving around at all hours, but soon enough she would hopefully be able to restore life to her home. But first, the demons would need to be dealt with.
The jails constructed around the meeting hall were surprisingly sturdy for something built in such haste, and with such simple materials. Assembled from wood obviously freshly hewn from the jungle trees, the cages were evident from far off, but when she drew closer Nala realized that only some of them were occupied. She saw a few solo cells, and of those all but one also contained a demoness who happened to be in the act of enjoying the normal occupant, riding the men on the bare earth or burying their faces in between the legs of the women. There were about a dozen lone cells in all, as well as a pair of group cells with about twenty people split between the two of them, most of them faces that Nala recognized from the men and women who had guarded the walls before the demons had stolen the town out from under her. There were also five guards in dark leather armor standing outside of the cages, demons with light blades that spread out upon spotting her and her two companions, though whether or not she could see those that had moved to snuck around was unclear initially.
As she drew nearer, however, Nala's sharpened senses picked up on a number of things. Firstly, that the five leather-clad soldiers were concentrating solely on her, and didn't seem to notice Amanda, Violet, Divinar, or the other arachne. Secondly, a trio of blood-red, slimy creatures came sidling out of the town hall itself after a shout from one of the soldiers, and they too were concentrating solely on the mages. Thirdly and less obviously, a trio of indistinct humanoid shapes that were just barely visible moving along the periphery of her vision. She knew of such demons, the stalkers, a strain of lesser demon that could change the color and texture of their skin to blend in perfectly with their surroundings, and that some of them were capable of using magic, though it wasn't clear whether these particular stalkers were among them. They were moving to intersect Violet, who hadn't apparently seen them as she crept from shadow to shadow, but Divinar was waiting on a roof, barely visible even to Nala, and watching them approach intently in a position that would allow her to intercept them before they could attack her assassin, and Demetrius had an eye on them as well. Another trio of the stealthy demons were heading for Nala and her group from the opposite side, loosely clustered and all but invisible, meaning it was likely that Charlotte and Demetrius hadn't seen them. Finally, there was a clear sense that something was moving within the meeting hall, the building standing behind the cages from the direction from which Nala was approaching.
Battle was to be joined, but Nala was conscious of the fact that this would undoubtedly be a long engagement. She could use her entropic magics to forcefully steal the energies of her foes, but doing so to demons would cause her soul to be infused with their corruption, and if she wished to avoid as much she would have to ration her energies. The two beside her were already preparing to target the soldiers, and Divinar had a target of her own already, while Violet and Amanda were preparing to move in to strike. The dozen succubi in the solo cells were only beginning to disentangle themselves from their victims, who looked to be too exhausted to fight, but they too would be in the battle soon enough.
Violet's eagerness pleased Nala as it always had. The assassin was cheeky, capable, and confident in the face of adversity. All of these were qualities that Nala modeled in her own demeanor. The human's hands groped at the round, soft flesh of her bottom, pulling her up and in towards the amazon, just where the witch elf desired to be. Their tongues danced and the frustration of having to pull away only fueled her desire to dispatch with the demons swiftly. She longed for the comfort of her bed and many warm bodies, some hard, some soft, rubbing themselves against her, letting her drink deep of the power inherent in the act.
"Ah, Violet, you will have great difficulty avoiding my bedchamber tonight. I intend to make much use of you.~"
The night elf dug her fingernails into Violet's back lightly, but possessively, before stepping back and readying herself to breach the surface.
Having already used a potent nature spell to bolster her arcane senses, she now wielded the emerald energy to give her the dexterity of a jungle cat. Her body twisted a bit, growing more feral, more animalistic, yet still somehow maintaining her eldritch and arcane bearing. She had summoned the Aspect of the Beast, giving her the much needed ability to dodge incoming blows. She refused to be easy prey to these demons. They had taken her home and threatened her way of life. On one level, she knew it was not entirely their fault, as they were simply following their nature and the command of their demented king, but on the other hand, it was in her nature to be rather unforgiving when their intentions clashed with her own. It was the law of the jungle - her jungle.
Seeing the demons in the makeshift prison spring to action, Nala uttered quick instructions to the casters around her.
"Spread out, make it hard to hit you. The succubi must be neutralized first. Kill them if you must, but incapacitating them will do just as well."
She then veered off in the direction of the stalkers that had evaded everyone's notice but hers. She marched toward them with purpose and raised her palm in their direction. With a raised voice she said in a commanding tone, "Surrender or die. You have as long as it takes me to look upon you!"
With that being said, she blasted the three unfortunate stalkers with a cone of black lightning, intending to cut short their suprise attack before they could reach the line of mages. She hoped that Demetrius and Amanda would begin a long range bombardment of the succubi while Amanda, Violet, and Divinar did their thing. The arachne matriarch would pave the way for the assassins, taking out the other stalkers and allowing the death dealing spirit wielders their opportunity to mix things up.
After her initial volley of blightning, Nala would look for a mid-battle meal, perhaps one of those slimes...
Nala will cast Aspect of the Beast for a Level 4 buff to her Dodge stat. (I had thought there was a higher entropic spell that gave dodge bonus, but there was only a level 2 buff). Then she'll cast a level 5 Blightning Lash on the three stalkers. During the next round, she'll attempt to drain a slime of EP unless something unexpected occurs.
Nala: HP = 51, PP = 75, EP = 62/84, Status = Fine, Grappled
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 25/90, PP = 80, EP = 74/90, Status = Badly Injured, +44 Mind (Fireheart Level 4 Fire spell) 24/30 Resistance, Spitter Slime Chunk
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 75, Status = Fine
Divinar: HP = 30/80, PP = 50, EP = 85/90, Status = Badly Injured
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine
Charlotte: HP = 38, PP = 53, EP = 21/41, Status = Fine, +24 Mind (Inner Strength Level 2 Nature spell) Grappled
Charlotte's Vines: HP = 48, Status = Fine, Grappling a succubus
Enemies
3 succubi, 1 of which is grappled by Charlotte's vines
1 stalkers
5 demon soldiers
3 spitter slimes
6 hellhounds with dark armor X = 8 active and +20 Body, one of which is grappling Nala while another grapples Charlotte, 2 have webbed x2, and 1 is attacking Demetrius while the last goes after Divinar
1 mage
Rolls
That's an additional 6 EP for Aspect of the Beast. No one else is going to cast anything else.
Casting: Success.
Nala gains 10 + 1 = 11 * 4 = +44 Dodge.
Charlotte casts Entangling Vines
Casting: Success.
Attack: Hit. The last 2 succubi are grappled!
Divinar activates Patch of Darkness, exposing the stalkers to her allies and hiding Violet and Amanda from them. Ye stealthy warriors promptly murder them.
Attacks: Automatic Hit.
Damage (Amanda) : 6 + 5 + 29 = 40 * 2 = 80 damage.
Damage (Violet) : 4 + 34 = 38 * 2 = 76 damage.
The 1 ungrappled succubus unmounts their victims and move towards ye mages. The other two try to escape grapple.
Grapple: 73 vs 76 and 63 vs 58, one escapes.
The last remaining stalker tries to attack Violet.
Attack: Miss.
The demon soldiers fan out, two moving towards Nala and the other three heading for Demetrius and Charlotte.
A spitting slime attacks each of ye mages.
Attacks: 99, 99, and 24. Demetrius is hit.
Resistance Damage: 2 + 4 = 6 damage. He also has a slime chunk on him.
Six hellhounds come rushing out, each glowing and covered in dark armor. A mage also comes forth, and suddenly Nala feels magic lashing out at her. A hellhound then tries to grab Nala, and another Charlotte.
Resistance: Enemy wins. Nala's active spells are all dispelled.
Attack: Hits. Nala is grappled. Charlotte is grappled.
Two hellhounds are attacked by Divinar's children via webbing.
Attacks: Automatic Hit. They get 2x the Webbed Status.
The other two split off, one attacking Demetrius while the other goes after Divinar.
Attacks: Hit and Hit.
Damage: 6 + 9 + 26 + 7 + 24 = 72 damage.
"As if I'd ever willingly avoid your bedchamber~" Violet said with a smirk, rearing her hand back and giving Nala's bottom a firm smack, the strike producing a light clapping sound and putting a red mark in the shape of her lover's hand on the spanked cheek. "You'll be able to do whatever you want to me.... Just as soon as we win~" she cooed softly, so that only Nala could hear, and then they were parted and the last barrier between them and Kyederon was broken.
~~~~~~~~~
The hidden stalkers, predictably, only moved to attack Nala upon her declaration to them. And, just as predictably, Nala promptly fried them, unleashing a wave of black lightning that turned the invisible demons into little more than piles of dust. It really couldn't have gone better, and as her companions played out their actions that streak seemed set on continuing. Over along the side, the arachne waved a hand as the other group of stalkers closed in on Violet and Amanda's path, not only blinding the demons but also ruining their camouflage. Nala, and undoubtedly the rest of her allies, could see through the darkness easily, and Violet and Amanda made good on the confusion caused by the shadow magic and by creeping into the magical shadows and attacking. Amanda came up behind one and promptly slit its throat, causing it to drop to the ground in a sputtering heap, while Violet killed another by simply grabbing it, pulling it off balance, and snapping its neck. That left only one, which flailed at the assassin in a fairly pathetic display, one that she watched with open disdain while recovering from slaying its comrade. The whole thing played out in about three seconds, and the black and white filter through which she saw it courtesy of the corona of Divinar's magic was a fairly unique sight.
Demetrius and Charlotte, in the meantime, took Nala's orders to heart, spreading apart and preparing to use their magic to neutralize the succubi before they could enter the battle. Demetrius, true to his training as a mage trained in the Badarian Incantarium, resorted to a fairly flashy bit of evocation magic, summoning a bolt of lightning that shot out from his hand and lanced from one woman to another, striking nine of them in a row with such power that they had essentially risen only to fall immediately. It was unclear whether they'd survived the man's magic, but it seemed unlikely given the power that Demetrius was capable of throwing around. Charlotte, on the other hand, lacked the power, the skill, and the sheer metaphysical might to compare to the likes of Nala and Demetrius. She also lacked their ability at evocation, but that was likely to be suspected given her exceedingly gentle nature, as she rarely resorted to using destructive magics. What she was quite adept at, however, was the same sort of summoning magic that Nala herself excelled at, and it was that which she employed against two of the remaining succubi. A nest of vines no less impressive than what Nala might conjure with similar energies appeared in between the cages, reaching out and grabbing two of the women before they could even disentangle themselves from their victims. One of them managed to pull away with some struggle, but the other was at least momentarily out of the fight, and the one that got away would likely be grabbed again before she could get far. One of the targeted demons, the last one that was free and conscious, flung herself off of the soldier she'd been riding and stumbled out of the cell, leaving the man twitching by himself on the ground.
The soldiers spread out as well, making it difficult to strike them as a group as two went for Nala and the other three went for Demetrius and Charlotte. They didn't close to melee, however, not before the trio of slimes slithered forth and shivered, before a chunk detached from each and hurled at the three of them, a single piece going for each. Nala, empowered as she was, shifted out of the way of the hunk of slime with cat-like grace telling of the very primal magics that she'd cast. The one directed at Charlotte was far off anyway, but the one aimed at Demetrius was dead center, and unlike Nala the man hadn't prepared his defenses quite as extensively. The slime slammed into his chest, causing the Badarian magus to rock backwards and let out a surprised gasp, and upon impact it immediately set about squirming beneath his clothes in a manner that caused the man to panic.
It was about then that things started going South fairly quickly. Nala suddenly felt a rush of magic coming from the doorway that she'd sensed movement behind, and before she could muster any sort of defense a spell the likes of which she recognized being a favored tactic of Demetrius wrapped around her own magics. It was an insidiously subtle tactic, and one that the Badarian mage had used against her in their magical sparring to great effect before, and the demon mage hidden within the building proved an equal to Demetrius as the magics wormed into her own spellwork and skillfully dismantled them from within, breaking the ties in such a way that it cost the caster little energy but shattered Nala's enhancing magics. As her strengthening spells went down, Nala watched as no less than six glowing black streaks came rushing out of the large doorway one by one. Hellhounds.
The great demonic dogs were each the size of a small horse, and came running out just as quickly while clearly enhanced both by the magics of the demon magus still waiting within the hall and by their own shadow magics, which were similar to those used by Divinar. The demonic hounds rushed forth, but before they got far two of Divinar's children intervened, tying the beasts up in sprayed gouts of webbing and leaving them momentarily bound. It wouldn't last long, not with their strength, but the arachne had taken at least two of the beasts temporarily out of the battle. That left four more, and one rushed straight for Divinar where she stood, now revealed on top of one of the houses. With a single bounding leap it easily cleared the distance from ground to rooftop, landing and scrambling for the arachne while she attempted to scramble away. The demon was faster, and it jumped past the lead arachne while its scythelike tail came flicking past, tearing into the back of her humanlike torso and causing the arachne to cry out in sudden pain. She scuttled aside, flexing her claws but clearly badly injured by the strike while the hellhound landed and promptly spun, turning to face her again while it flicked her blood from its tail.
The other three went for the mages, and Demetrius was the first of them to take a hit from the massive hounds. It provided similar treatment to Divinar to the poor man, and as he was still reeling from the slime hit it came too fast for him to get out of the way. His robes, lightly enchanted as they were, managed to soak some of the initial hit for him, but he was still left bloodied by the hound's passage, and stumbled aside and dropped onto his back with a thump. There was still life in him, however, as he desperately scrambled away from the frighteningly quick creature that was already turning with intent to deliver a death blow. Nala was next, and without her buffs the elven witch wasn't nearly quick enough to get out of the way of a body check from one of the hellhounds that she knew would have been almost pathetically easy to avoid only seconds earlier. Knocked aside and thrown onto her front, Nala was quickly buried beneath the demonic dog, and immediately felt tendrils wrap around her thighs and waist, binding her beneath it as it hoisted her up into the position that it desired. She felt the beast's cock, hard and throbbing and leaking precum as it prodded over her upraised backside, seeking entrance to her holes that were thankfully still covered by her robes, though it likely wouldn't remain the case for very long if the hellhound had its way.
An outcry from nearby signaled that Charlotte had suffered a similar fate, and a glance aside would confirm as much as Nala spotted the other druid in a position identical to her own. It was fairly obvious that both of them were about to be rutted by the demonic beasts, a fact that might very well send dark thrills of excitement up Nala's spine in other circumstances, or perhaps even in these very circumstances after all the teasing she'd done between Grabbik, Violet, and Charlotte. Regardless, Divinar was facing another of the beasts, and whether or not the injured arachne priestess could handle it was anyone's guess. Two of Divinar's daughters would undoubtedly be the target of the other two once they'd torn through their webbing, and it seemed somewhat less likely that the lesser arachne would prevail against the magically enhanced hellhounds. Demetrius was wounded but not out of the fight, and while he looked panicked Nala had known the man long enough to know the act when she saw it; Demetrius, in many ways, was the foppish fool he attempted to portray himself as, but he was both deadly and decisive in battle despite his apparent cowardice, which Nala had done much to ease over the last two years. Violet and Amanda had a single stalker between them, and she could already see the wheels in her lover's head turning even from here, thinking tactically and all but without emotion as she looked to where she could do the most damage... Which proved to be the building from which the hellhounds had come, where the demon mage responsible for Nala's current predicament appeared with a cocky smile on her face.
There were more threats to deal with of course, with the slimes slowing oozing toward them and the guards almost on top of them already, and even one of the succubi coming their way as well. Any one of those could cause problems for them, and Charlotte was in a fair bit of trouble as it was. The next few moments would be decisive for Nala if she wanted to achieve victory here, and she would have to choose her next actions carefully.
The battle had begun smoothly, which was how Nala preferred her battles to go whenever possible. It was rare if ever that things went entirely to plan, and making things up as one goes along was an incredibly important skill. One in which Nala liked to think she had a fair amount of talent. The stalker threat, which had so potently screwed with the last demon hunt she'd been on, was identified and mostly taken care of. Combined with Demetrius' excellent chain lightning strike, this group of demons was looking as though they would soon be mopped up.
Then Nala felt her magical augmentations unraveling, and the familiar weaves of arcane threads countering her spells sundered her mystical armors, dampening the glow of emerald threads in her aura. She turned to see the confident, hungry grin of her would be rival, just as the six demonic dogs rushed from the doorway, looking to take their party by surprise.
"If it's not stalkers, it's counter magic. Demons just don't play fair, do they?" Nala said, though her lips were curling upward.
Something about tangling with demons, be it in martial combat here or in purely sexual combat as she had done with Esmerela, turned the night elf on. She knew this wasn't a game, that there were dire consequences for failing in her efforts now. But she couldn't shake the notion that if it weren't for her need to keep her friends and lovers safe and free, she'd actually have quite a lot of fun with these foes.
Two of the hellhounds were momentarily restrained by Nala's daughters, leaving only four left to each take on the other casters. All four hit their marks, toppling Nala and Charlotte to the ground, while cutting Divinar and Demetrius both in a savage fashion. Nala had to trust though that the latter two allies would be able to summon the power to prevail over these current foes.
As the tendrils wrapped around her, spreading her legs and lifting her butt into the air so that she could feel the mighty hellbeast's throbbing, leaking cock rub against her backside, Nala had the wherewithal to locate Violet and see the assassin making her choice to pursue the mage that had so suddenly tipped the scales. This made Nala grin in spite of herself. That mage had no idea what was about to hit her.
The feel of the beast's thick member would have frightened, alarmed, or otherwise driven nearly every normal female to madness, knowing what its vile intention was. Nala was many things, but normal was not one of them. She had lain on her bed at night as a young, budding druid, touching herself lewdly, thinking of all the stories she had read in banned and taboo books she purchased in the hidden markets. Tales of demonic pastimes, such as The 1,001 Torments of Lily - a story that followed the journey of a young human noble sold into hell as a sexual prize - had fueled Nala's erotic dreams for years. There had been many passages describing the kennels of the fiendish realms, of what captives went through to the delight of their unrelenting masters. Nala had on more than one occassion placed herself at the mercy of a hellhound in her fantasies, just as much as she had dreamed of being a kennelmistress in her own right.
Here, in the heat of battle, being mounted by the hellhound, Nala recalled those dreams of long ago, and found that in spite of the danger, she was growing excited.
"Eager are we?~" She purred, so that the creature above her could hear. "I don't blame you. Just don't disappoint me and I might keep you.~"
Then, without attempting to prevent the wicked desires of the hellhound, she summoned what strands of nature she could to give her allies back the advantage. She could not allow this beast to distract her. The needs of the company outweighed her immediate need for freedom - not that she was entirely sure she wanted to escape without at least a sampling of this monstrous endowment.
Summoning three separate patches of writhing, entangling vines, Nala sought to bind the soldiers coming for both her and the other two mages, as well as the hellhounds that were confronting both Charlotte and Demetrius. The spirit fighters in her group were able to defend themselves against physical confrontation. The same could not be said for the mages. Given the opportunity to cast spells again, Charlotte and Demetrius could devastate the rest of the field, or buff the spirit wielders.
"Charlotte, when you get the chance, heal Divinar!" Nala yelled as she cast her vine spell. "Demetrius, keep lighting them up!"
Casting Mass of Vines, empowering the spell to make the vines even stronger (combining with her druidic secrets bonuses). One vine on the two soldiers approaching Nala, one on the three soldiers approaching Charlotte and Demetrius, and the third will be right between Charlotte and Demetrius, yanking the two hellhounds off of them.
Nala: HP = 48/51, PP = 75, EP = 46/84, Status = Fine
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 25/90, PP = 80, EP = 41/90, Status = Badly Injured, +44 Mind (Fireheart Level 4 Fire spell) 1/30 Resistance
Violet: HP = 59/75, PP = 50, EP = 49/75, Status = Injured, 12/30 Resistance
Divinar: HP = 30/80, PP = 50, EP = 65/90, Status = Badly Injured
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine, 14/24 Resistance
Charlotte: HP = 38, PP = 53, EP = 19/41, Status = Fine, +24 Mind (Inner Strength Level 2 Nature spell)
Arachne 1
Arachne 2
Charlotte's Vines 1: HP = 48, Status = Fine, Grappling two succubi
Charlotte's Vines 2: HP = 48, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 1: HP = 96, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 2: HP = 96, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 3: HP = 96, Status = Fine
Enemies
Stalkers 2-3, dead
Stalkers 4-6, vaporized
Succubus 1, grappled by Charlotte's Vines 1 In a Submission Hold
Succubus 2, grappled by Charlotte's Vines 1, In a Submission Hold
Succubus 3, dead
Demon Soldiers 1-2, grappled by Nala's Vines 1, In a Submission Hold
Demon Soldiers 3-5, grappled by Nala's Vines 2, In a Submission Hold
Spitter Slime 1, dead
Spitter Slime 2, dead
Spitter Slime 3, dead
Hellhound 1, on top of Nala, Under her Control
Hellhound 2, dead
Hellhound 3, dead
Hellhound 4, Webbed x5, Bound DC = 100
Hellhound 5, dead
Hellhound 6, dead
Demon Magus, vaporized
Rolls
Nala summons some vines with empowered spell for a total of 16 EP!
Casting: Success.
Vine attacks: All hit.
The five soldiers are all grappled. The hellhounds attacking Demetrius and Charlotte are grappled.
The hellhound tries to put her into a submission hold and thus gets a Tonight, You roll.
Grapple: Enemy wins.
Resistance: Enemy wins.
Nala receives the knot and is placed into a submission hold!
Pleasure (Nala) : 8 + 2 + 20 + 16 + 6 = 52 PP, leaving Nala at 23 PP
Pleasure (Hellhound) : 4 + 2 + 20 + 6 + 6 = 38 PP, leaving it at 1 PP
Since she can't escape ye grapple and can't cast anything while in a Submission Hold, Nala gets humped for another round and I'll just do a total of three rounds below since it's clear they're both going to cum anyway.
Pleasure (Nala) : 6 + 1 + 20 + 16 + 6 = 49 PP, causing Nala to orgasm.
Damage: 1 + 2 = 3 damage.
Pleasure (Hellhound) : 1 + 6 + 20 + 6 + 6 = 39 PP, earning Nala a pussy full of hellhound jizz.
Damage: 4 + 2 = 6 damage.
Resistance: Nala nat 1'd, but in the interests of giving Nala a pet hellhound I'll say she wins anyway!
Round 1
Violet uses energy wave X = 11 on the demon mage using Defensive Fighting for +10 Dodge
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 2 + 4 = 6 * 11 = 66 damage.
Ye other two arachne web their target hellhounds again and scuttle off.
Attacks: Hit.
Amanda comes up and sneak-stabs one of said bound up Hellhounds.
Stealth: Amanda wins.
Attack: Automatic Hit.
Damage: 4 + 5 + 29 = 38 * 2 = 76 - 34 = 42 damage.
Charlotte casts Entangling Vines, going for the two bound Hellhounds.
Casting: Success.
Attack: The vines grab both hellhounds.
Her old vines try to grab the succubus that escaped.
Attack: Hit. That succubus is grappled. She was going to move away, so her action fails.
The other grappled succubus tries to get away.
Grapple: Vines win, she's now in a submission hold.
The last succubus tries to charm Amanda.
Attack: Hit.
Resistance: Enemy wins. Amanda is charmed!
The stalker runs off! He is not sorely missed.
The two hellhounds grabbed by Charlotte's vines try to escape.
Grapple: Both manage to escape despite the webbing.
The hellhound on top of Charlotte tries to submission hold her.
Grapple: It wins.
Tonight, You: The Hellhound wins, shifting Charlotte's robes and penetrating her.
Pleasure (Charlotte) : 3 + 7 + 20 + 5 - 16 = 19 PP
Damage: 6 + 2 = 8 damage
Pleasure (Hellhound) : 5 + 1 + 21 = 27 PP
The magus casts a quickened Healing touch (level 3 Body) and chucks a fireball at Violet (level 3 Fire)
Casting: Both Succeed.
Healing: 6 + 1 + 12 = 19 * 4 = 76 HP restored.
Attack: Miss (barely)
Damage: 5 + 1 + 8 + 2 = 16 * 4 = 64 damage. Violet takes 1/4 of that, 16.
The spitter slimes move and attack, targeting Demetrius, Divinar, and Amanda.
Attacks: All are hit via some fairly amazing dice rolls.
Resistance Damage: 6 + 4 = 10 damage.
Round 2
This is the round in which Nala and her canine paramour cum!
Violet energy waves X = 15 at the mage.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 5 + 4 = 9 * 15 = 135 damage. Obliterated.
Demetrius, having taken both Resistance and Health damage and thus taking a -16 penalty to casting, uses Quicken Spell to give himself another -10 and costing 4 EP. His spells are Dispel Magic @ Amanda and Eldritch Blast @ the hellhound fucking Charlotte.
Casting:
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 1 + 1 + 17 + 2 = 21 * 4 = 84 damage. Dead.
Resistance: Demetrius wins. Amanda's charmed status is removed.
Amanda promptly lightning jabs @ the succubus about to rape her.
Attacks: All hit.
Damage: 3 + 2 + 23 = 28 * 3 = 84 damage. Dead.
Nala's vines try to submission hold their victims, the ones near Hellhounds 3 and 4 try to grab hellhound 3.
Grapple: Success. The demon soldiers are dealt with.
Attack: Hit. Hellhound 3 is grappled.
Charlotte's Vines submission hold the other succubi.
Grapple: Vines win.
Divinar moves off of the roof and kills one of the spitter slimes with Rupturing Shadows X = 5. This also removes the slime piece from Amanda.
The two remaining arachne web the ungrappled hellhound.
Attacks: Both hit.
The hellhound grappled by Charlotte's Vines tries to kill them.
Grapple: Vines win, and are not brutalized! Hurray!
The two remaining spitter slimes move in, grappling Demetrius and Violet. This happens automatically, and ye slimes then try to get both of them naked.
Resistance Damage: 4 + 2 + 2 = 8.
Grapples: They don't beat Violet, but they do beat Demetrius.
Tonight, You: Demetrius wins, and is not yet raped, but next round it's gonna happen.
Next round, Divinar kills the Spitter Slime with the same as last time. Demetrius then Eldritch Blasts the slime after Violet throws it off, all while Nala and her new pet bask in their afterglow. Also, the arachne butcher that one hellhound that's still fighting and the one in the webs drops its dark armor.
Team Nala wins! Nala gains 4 experience. She also gains a mutation.
Unsurprisingly, Nala's vines appeared at her call, entrapping the approaching soldiers easily and grabbing the hellhounds going for Charlotte and Demetrius. The latter proved half unnecessary quite quickly given how easily the mage then dispatched the creature, shooting a lance of green light from an upraised hand that went through even its shadow armor like so much wet tissue paper, but that was the last thing that Nala saw before a black tendril wrapped around her face, blinding her as the skirt of her robe and her panties were roughly pulled aside, exposing her sex to the monster's cock while more of the creature's shadowy armor coiled around her, binding her to the point that she was swinging beneath it, the only part of her in contact with the ground being her knees, with her arms yanked up wide and behind her back.
The beast wasted no further time, letting out a canine sigh as it slammed its cock into her depths, its slimy precum and sheer strength allowing it to easily slip into the tight depths of Nala's sex even if she wasn't quite ready for it, driving in all the way to the hilt in one powerful push. Once buried into her sex, her inner walls stretching to accommodate its girth, its tip rubbing almost painfully against her cervix, and its equally impressive bulls rubbing over her clit, the demonic beast waited for only a moment before pulling back and driving right back in, its second thrust producing a loud clap and causing her breasts and the soft meat of her finely shaped rear to jiggle with their impact and sending a bolt of pain and pleasure rushing up her spine. Blind to the battle still playing out between her companions as the hellhound pounded away her pussy, Nala could do nothing but listen and hope that her companions could beat the demons with what help she'd offered already.
*Schlop!* A wet crunching noise and a feeble canine whimper of pain from the roof. Growling from down the road. A horrified but cut-off gasp in Charlotte's voice, followed by a choked moan. The shifting of vines, Amanda letting out a grunt beneath the pained roar of a great beast. The hellhound above her was panting heavily, and the constant savage pounding was rougher even than Matthias had been, the taboo nature of it and the outplay of her own naught fantasies about being dominated by such a beast arousing her enough to ensure that she enjoyed the rough treatment. A powerful crackling explosion, the flash of which was visible even through the blindfold that had been forced before her eyes. Wet smacking sounds, a surprised gasp from Amanda and annoyed grunts from Violet and Demetrius, an odd slithering noise that was barely audible over the constant smacking of her ass being pounded by the hellhound. An explosion followed by a pained grunt from Violet.
In The 1,001 Torments of Lily, the titular character had been taken to Hell as recompense to a demon lord, an unusual price but not an unheard of one. There she had been exposed to otherworldly creatures and magics that the woman, a Badarian by descent, had never even dreamed of, neither in her most taboo nightly dreams nor in her most horrific nightmares. She had not been a weak woman, however. The violation by entire tribes of goblins, the painful and humiliating acts she'd been made to be part of at the hands of stalkers and lesser members of demonkind had not broken her to their will. Neither had the otherworldly and intoxicating pleasures of the succubi, who had threatened to ensnare her in mind and soul through the unbelievable pleasures exercised upon her body. Not even the mind magics of the demon lord that had won Lily had been enough to break her will, even after a month of their degradations.
A hellhound had done it in one session. Before dragged to hell, Lily had been pure, a virgin who's only sins were of the mind. A fairly childish notion to Nala's mind, perhaps, but one that the author had opted to stress in the first chapter in which the rebellious human noblewoman had been taken to the kennels. By that point her physical and spiritual purities were things of the past, her body having been violated in ways even Nala had yet to try out herself, her soul having been fed upon and corrupted by her demonic masters... But her mind was, even in the worst of times, still her own. While she had certainly enjoyed things on a physical level at the very least, she had never allowed herself to give in to the desires of the demons to which she was enslaved, had never stopped resisting them even when it was clear that such was entirely without any effect beyond earning her more inventive and more depraved punishments.
Then, one day, she'd been taken - on a leash and on all fours - to the kennel in her owner's palace. She'd been led into a corner stall, the one farthest from the door through which she'd entered, through a gauntlet of open cells containing hellhounds, each one as large as a horse and possessed of a malignant gleam in its frighteningly intelligent eyes. She had endured it. She had crawled past them, taking their threatening glares and the low growls they emitted without allowing the fear threatening to seize her heart any path of ingress. Then, when she'd found herself at the end and was led into the last of the cells, there to find the largest of the hellhounds in her master's stable, she'd expected to be subjected to its lusts promptly and brutally. Instead, her master had attached the chain connected to her collar to a peg on the wall, both made of darksteel and practically unbreakable, and told her to; "play nice."
For a long while the creature had simply stared at her, sitting on its hind legs and gazing down at the comparatively frail human that it had just been given as a gift, and Lily had stared back in defiant terror. She'd been led through the kennel completely naked save for the collar around her neck, having not worn decent clothing for most of her stay in Hell, and after a time the creature's member hardened at the sight of her nudity, but still it did nothing but watch her, until... It growled and stood, sparking a surge of fear and illicit excitement at once. All it did initially was move closer and sit down again, sticking its length in the helpless human's face, but after a moment of no action on her part it growled, a deep rumbling thunder that awakened a terror ingrained into her instincts from generations of hiding in terror from wolves in the night. Its desires were clear, and in that moment something clicked for the human. She didn't even think to disobey any longer, and simply opened her mouth and treated its organ with all of the skills she'd picked up despite her best efforts not to, for the very first time in the fairly arrogant woman's life treating the pleasure of another being with genuine passion, licking and sucking on the beast's thick length until she'd seen its knot start to swell.
Words hadn't been necessary. Another bark, and she'd simply gotten up to her hands and knees and turned about, openly offering her plainly excited sex to the beast, a first for the enslaved noblewoman. It had taken her just like Nala was being taken now, roughly and savagely, albeit without the restraints, and in so doing it had spoken not to her mind, or to her soul, or even to her body. Rather, all three had gotten the message: She was property. She belonged to the creature. She was its, to use however it saw fit. It could have clenched her head between its jaws and crushed her skull into powder, or rent her belly open with one swipe of its blade-tipped tail, but instead it was using her body for more productive purposes. It would take pleasure from her, and once it had poured its seed into her womb she would have its children growing inside of her. She had cum many times under it, and when its knot had become fully swollen and it erupted into her depths she greeted it with a moan of pleasure rather than disgust.
The hellhound had used Lily again and again, in every orifice, leaving her to rest on the floor of its cell when it wasn't using her. She'd been there for a week, giving birth to three litters of its spawn, more than twenty young hellhounds that each nursed at her breast before being taken away. Her only human contact had been with the stablehands that provided for the needs of the beasts, who had given her food and water and occasionally cleaned her up, as well as taking her pups away. By the time she saw her master again, Lily was quiet and far more complacent. It had been her first true step in accepting her place in Hell, a road that eventually took the human to the point at which she was converted into a true demon herself through an arcane ritual.
The hellhound that had grabbed Nala was vigorously giving her the same lesson that the beast in the story had given to Lily, and even though her womb was barren the night elf's body was taking every centimeter of it with gusto. The lack of sight only made her other senses more acute, and though she could hear the sounds of battle going on around her every other sense was completely dominated by the beast that had mounted her. The scent of its thick musk as it rutted her, so thick in the air that she could almost taste it as well... The sound of their bodies meeting and its deep, heavy panting... But most of all, her sense of touch was singing to her, the feel of the tendrils binding her to its body, holding her legs apart and sliding over her thighs, stomach and breasts... The light brushing of the soft fur along its abdomen against her back... But obviously most of all, the sensation of it's massive member pounding into her tightly gripping sex, its balls slamming against her clitoris, the knot at the base of its cock starting to swell, all sending pleasure that was illicit and impossibly potent running up her spine like dark lightning. Esmerala was by far the more skilled, and it couldn't hold a candle to the sheer skill offered by Matthias or the genuine affections she held for Violet, but the beast was most definitely well above average a lay.
It was getting harder for her to tell what was going on around her with the wet sounds of the hellhound slamming into her sex and the rush of blood flowing through her own ears, but Nala's people were a naturally perceptive lot. "Having trouble are you? We were warned of you.... Lord Dviklien warned us of your coming~ He as plans for you, assassin... And for the elf whore currently enjoying her rutting by the sounds of it!" an arrogant feminine voice stated, her words clear and loud, "But you, magus... I'm sure my Lord won't begrudge keeping you for capturing you lot! You've got something of a reputation among the locals, and I'm looking forward to finding out-" The demon was cut off by another crackling explosion, one that was louder and more potent than the last, and then she heard Violet's voice mumble; "Bitch should learn to shut up and fight instead of gloating!" Demetrius, sounding somewhat desperate, was quick to admonish the assassin; "Violet! Practice what you preach!" Another familiar crackling snap, and the pained moans coming from Charlotte ended, leaving whatever noises Nala opted to release under the attentions of the hellhound doing its damnedest to fuck her brains out as the only lewd noises present on the scene of the battle. A series of wet thumps following words that were whispered too softly for Nala to hear, and then Amanda said; "Damned fucking mindtricking cunt!"
The knot was swelling more and more as the beast pounded into Nala, the familiar bulge of tension growing in her own belly signalling that both her own orgasm and that of the beast were well on the way. If she thought being tied to her would slow the creature down any, however, she was proven sorely mistaken in short order, as it actually started pumping even faster into her abused cunny to compensate for the shallower thrusts it was making. Its motions were hardly skillful, merely stabbing back and forth into her depths and gyrating around inside of her, but it was simply so large that it was hitting every one of her sweet spots at one point or another, and the double taboo of its demonic nature and its bestial shape only enhanced the elven witch's arousal. A tendril wrapped around her throat suddenly, partially cutting off her air and making Nala feel even more lightheaded than the pleasure had already made her, and it proceeded to squeeze the tendril rhythmically as it fucked her into the ground, choking her as it pulled back and then loosening its grip as it slammed into her, acting in fairly impressive sync with its thrusts all things considered.
There was a soft groan, two of them in fact, one from Demetrius and one from Violet. "G....Get off of me!" the assassin grunted, her voice tinging with a sentiment that Nala could likely relate to her in her present state, arousal. "Shh... Shit! Get... Get this thing... Off of me!" Demetrius groaned, and in his voice Nala could easily sense the arousal. There was a soft splash and a surprised grunt from the mage a moment later, another more distant canine whine of pain, and then Divinar chuckled and said; "Oh my! I can see now that Nala keeps you around for more than just your skills at magic! I certainly wouldn't mind taking care of that for you when we're done here~"
Whether or not Demetrius said something to the arachne in response, Nala couldn't really be certain. Its cock throbbing, its knot fully swollen, and its balls constantly grinding against her clit, the hellhound let out a low growl that quickly deepened until it suddenly became a howl as it bottomed out into her pussy. The tendril around her throat squeezed, choking off her air almost completely, and then it exploded deep inside. The feeling of the first hot burst of its seed into her womanhood caused the knot of lewd tension that had grown in her belly to violently unwind, her body spasming as she was driven to orgasm right along with the hellhound. True to the descriptions in her favored book, the demon beast's load was massive, the beast's cock pulsating and pumping wave after wave of its hot, thick semen into her deepest depths, trapping it all there by the pressure caused by the knot that was throbbing at the entrance to her sex. She could feel its balls pulsing against her clit just before every fresh wave of sperm was shot into her, working in a vain effort to seed her barren womb with its spawn. Her belly eventually began to swell with its volume, her womb expanding slightly to contain all of the beast's cum until she had a slight bulge to her stomach.
Only then did the beast atop Nala stop cumming, though the knot at the base of its cock kept all of it trapped inside of her save for what little managed to leak out around it. Her own orgasm ended shortly afterwards, just as the tendril around her throat relaxed and allowed her to breath again, and as she hung from its restraints and basked in the afterglow Nala was blind and deaf to the events playing out around her. Slowly, the beast lowered her to the ground while panting heavily, its mind now ensnared by her magics, and its bindings began to release her as it lowered its magical armor. The last thing to go was the shadowy blindfold, leaving Nala on her hands and knees beneath the demonic beast, her ass in the air and her pussy still filled with its cock, stuck there until its knot deflated. The first thing that she saw was Violet standing a few feet away, arms folded over her chest and a patient look on her face despite that she appeared slightly singed. "Had fun I hope?" she asked teasingly, raising a quizzical eyebrow and smirking at her.
Behind the assassin, the news was apparently good. Demetrius was stooping down to retrieve his robes, which had somehow been discarded during the battle, and she couldn't help but notice that the man's length appeared almost painfully hard, the traces of red gunk on his body suggesting that he'd been in contact with one of the slimes. Amanda was watching over a group of demons, the five soldiers and two of the succubi, all of whom were wrapped up in mobile clumps of vines. Divinar was helping to extract Charlotte from beneath a dead hellhound while staring intently at Demetrius and licking her lips, unabashedly interested despite that she was still bleeding from her hellhound inflicted injuries. The less experienced druid looked visibly shaken but didn't seem to have been harmed. Finally, the two as yet unnamed arachne were standing by a pair of hellhounds, one of them recently gutted and the other trapped in so much webbing that even it couldn't escape, its ears flattened to its head and a dejected look about it.
Just as her last spell weaving had left her fingertips, and as the vines began to sprout, Nala felt her limbs ensnared in the shadowy, tuberous grasp of the hell hound's tentacles, cinching her arms upwards and behind her, raising her upper body into a helpless submission hold from which she could not cast. Quickly, the infernal beast had slipped a tentacle across her eyes, depriving her of her sight, allowing her only to hear the din of battle around her. Were her companions winning? losing? It was hard to tell, and soon it would be made practically impossible.
With only her knees touching the soft earth beneath her, the night elf witch was for all intents and purposes in a state of suspension. Her ankles were bound and pulled upwards, while the tentacles at her knees and thighs ensured that she was spread good and wide for what would come next.
What comes next... Nala thought, her mind drifting back in time to when she had been lost in daydreams about the tale of Lily. Of a woman who had been brought up having everything, only to lose it all to the demons. Her status, her dignity, her self-worth. The demons had broken her down mercilessly, but she had fought them for so long, until --.
"Hunnnnff!" Nala gasped as the beast, without further preamble, shoved the length of its male member fully inside of her. Pain mingled with pleasure as her experienced body fought to adjust. She felt its tip hit the cervical wall within her with enough force that it felt as if he had given her a light punch to her stomach. It was a thrust designed to be a statement. It's over now. You're mine.
She was familiar with the sentiment. It had all been there in the 1,001 Torments of Lily. And that scene with the hell hound. Even Nala had, in the beginning, felt shame for how hot and wet she had gotten from imagining herself as Lily in that first meeting. After having gone through so much, and having fought tooth and nail to hang on to her dignity and pride, with that hell hound she had finally surrendered and reverted to her most primal self. The animalistic, primordeal being within every sentient creature. The desire for self-gratification. Societal inhibitions fall away, taboos mean nothing, and all that makes sense is answering the question: how can I please myself?
Lily had learned a valuable lesson as she had lowered her head and tightened her lips along that hell hound's shaft. The philosophy of Hell - power for power's sake, pleasure for pleasure's sake, using weakness as empowerment. Lily debased herself, surrendered to a clear alpha, and accepted pleasure into herself. It was the start of a beautiful - and heretical - descent into blissful corruption at the end of which Lily was transformed into a true demon with incredible capabilities.
Now Nala was faced with a similar beast, and the memories came flooding back. So many times, she had touched herself dreaming of one of these hounds striding over her helpless body and she surrendered to it.
The only difference was that Nala was already armed with the philosophy that the demons sought to instill on their victims. Nala already appreciated that power and pleasure were inextricably linked on an arcane level. She would enjoy this, but she would also come out on top.
As the hound's massive cock thrust into her again and again, making wet slapping noises as its ball sack impacted with her clit and pelvic mount, driving her body back and forth, swaying her breasts and rippling the flesh of her butt, the witch elf prepared those soul imprisoning hooks, weaving them towards the invigorated hound.
"Ahh, ahhh, ahahhhh!" Nala cried out blissfully. "Oh yes! Fuck me! Ohhhh! You're so deep! Kuhhh!"
Her imposed blindness made every thrust more intense. Her tight vaginal muscles clamped against the hell hound's girth, riding with him as best she could, even though he was keeping her stationary and 'owned' as he used her body. Her moans and her lower contractions were all designed to encourage the beast to flood her barren womb.
"Give it to me! I want it! Ahhhhh!" she moaned. "Make me your bitch!"
It was what tops universally liked to hear, and would make the beast focus more on its own desire for pleasure than its potential worries about safeguarding its own soul from Nala's snares. This was a good thing too, because without this strategy in place, the night elf felt as though she might lose herself completely to the pleasure as well, despite her years of self-training.
Her dream was finally coming true, however. She was, in this moment, for all intents and purposes, Lily from the book. She was being bred with a hell beast, and she was liking it. His cock was everything she could have hoped for, but it was the feeling of his innate dominance over her that she appreciated the most. It was the dominance she liked to impose over others when she was in the position of power. Power heightened pleasure. Captor and captive finding pleasure in that acknowledgement of place. Even as a bottom, trapped and violently being thrust into, Nala could appreciate what was going on here. It was a ritual as old as Hell itself.
As Nala surrendered to her bliss, sounds of the battle raged on. The demon mage gloated for a little bit, as expected. Then Violet put an abrupt end to that gloating, also as expected.
Violet is an extension of my will, silly demon, Nala thought as her body continued to be used. I doubt you survived, but if you did, you'll have time to relish this fact as I introduce you to my newest lover.
She felt a swelling inside of her and guessed at what it meant. Soon enough, a painful, yet still immensely pleasurable knot had been formed inside of her, binding her inexorably to the beast until it had unleashed its filthy load deep inside of her. There was little chance of going back now. Nala's own body reflected the excitement she felt at knowing soon she would feel that same hot, warm, foul-smelling flood that Lily had felt. It was going to be so deliciously wrong and the perverted night elf was almost drooling at the thought.
Then the tendril wrapped around her throat and gave her a quick squeeze.
"Hurk!-- nn...nnnn! nnGahhh!" She was silenced, her eyes bulging behind the tentacle that blinded her. Then he eased his grip and she desperately sucked in air with ragged breaths. "Ah! he! Aah! he! Ahh-- Hurk! nnnnnn....nn....."
The process continued for some time, making Nala light headed. This was dangerous and making her even more at the beast's mercy. Perhaps in this way most victims would be begging for him to cum inside them, just as an end to this new torture. Nala had already wanted him however, so this new expression of dominance just pushed her further toward her own peak.
With one more primal howl, the hound released its load inside of her. That wave of warmth triggered Nala's own orgasm, and the two rutting creatures, the hound and his bitch, came together. The knot kept them securely connected and trapped the copious amount of sperm inside of her. There was so much of it in fact that the witch elf could feel her womb expanding slightly to accomodate. Without her magics to augment her body, this was slightly more painful than it could have been had Nala been in charge of the situation, but that was part of the neurotic bliss that she derived. The pain was a part of it, and so long as it didn't outright kill her, she was happy enough to remain there, panting and receiving the jets of warmth inside of her.
Almost as an afterthought, she thrust out her arcane hoots and imprinted her will upon the spent canine. "Good doggy.~"
With the beast now mystically attracted to Nala and the balance of power now swung in the other direction, the beast lowered Nala to the ground and dropped its defenses. It could not immediately extract itself from inside her due to the knot, so it merely placed her on her hands and knees, ass in the air, and stood above her, still inside her pussy. The blindfold tentacle was removed last and Nala could look up and see Violet looking at her with arms crossed.
Nala looked around from side to side, surveying the results of the battle before returning her gaze to Violet. Despite her compromised position, Nala didn't feel all that ashamed.
"I did, as a matter of fact. You know I never miss an opportunity.~" she winked playfully up at the assassin. "So my plan is working so far. We won and everyone survived. Bring those who need healing to me. Then bring those captive demons. I'm going to need to refill my power. Then free the prisoners, let them know that the past three days have been the cause of imposters and that if they want to pay the demons back, this is the time to do it. Go quickly, Violet. There's still a battle to win and we're not out of the fire yet!"
Urging her human lover to do as she bid, Nala began to impatiently wiggle, trying to get herself free from the knot. "As for you, that was quite impressive, but I need to get up now. So hurry up and untie yourself or I won't let you play with your former mistresses tonight."
Nala: HP = 48/51, PP = 75, EP = 46/84, Status = Fine
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 81/90, PP = 80, EP = 37/90, Status = Lightly Injured, +44 Mind (Fireheart Level 4 Fire spell) 1/30 Resistance
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 49/75, Status = Fine, 12/30 Resistance
Divinar: HP = 30/80, PP = 50, EP = 65/90, Status = Badly Injured
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine, 14/24 Resistance
Charlotte: HP = 30/38, PP = 34/53, EP = 19/41, Status = Fine, +24 Mind (Inner Strength Level 2 Nature spell)
Arachne 1
Arachne 2
Hellhound
Charlotte's Vines 1: HP = 48, Status = Fine
Charlotte's Vines 2: HP = 48, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 1: HP = 96, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 2: HP = 96, Status = Fine
Nala's Vines 3: HP = 96, Status = Fine
"You know, when this is over we're gonna need to have a talk about times and places~" Violet replied teasingly, her tone and the smirk on her face suggesting that she wasn't actually irked in any legitimate sense. "Fresh demon soul coming right up~ Demetrius looked like he could use a hand, and you might want to do something about that hardon before mama spider decides to take advantage. She could use some patching up too, come to think of it. Charlotte's got me taken care of just as soon as she gets out from under that hellhound. Nobody in the cells looks hurt, and most of them look like they can move, though they don't have any weapons. I'll see about getting everything moving while you disconnect from Romeo there~"
Her part said, Violet turned and started to oversee the carriage of the captured demons into cages, replacing the people that had been held captive by those very demons. The hellhound above her gave a wordless whoof and did the canine equivalent of a shrug, glancing about and waiting for the knot buried in her pussy to deflate. It took a few moments, but eventually the beast would slip out of the elf's flower and allow a flood of semen to come pouring out as the blockage caused by its cock was removed. Once free of her pussy, the beast stepped back and sat down, allowing her full freedom of movement once more. Nala would have her pick of their captives for restoring her energies quickly enough, with the arachne webbing both those that were conscious and those that had been knocked out by Demetrius' lightning, a process that would take a few moments but would add to the security offered by the locks on the cells. The mage himself quickly saw to his own wounds once his robes were back on, though his length was visibly hard even through his clothes. He had grown in many ways under Nala's manipulations, and the size of his member through the very corruption that she instilled into him had been the most dramatic physical change by far, her guidance working just as effectively on him as it had on Violet, Amanda, and Charlotte.
Violet had already organized the group of rescued soldiers, thirty three altogether, and most of them were still both decent and able to move without trouble under their own power, those too badly drained by the succubi number only five and only one person mysteriously without clothes, a woman that Nala would recognize as one of her regular students and a fairly prominent "friend" to their goblin tribe. Malien, her name was. Their own captives were quickly bound and locked up, and once that was done Nala could drain whichever she wished as Divinar came scuttling silently up to her, saying; "I was told to see you about this~" Giving a gesture to the bloody wound on her abdomen, Divinar nonetheless smirked at Nala while still bleeding, resulting in the arachne's thick violet ichor slowly pouring down her stomach. Once the arachne was dealt with, that marked all of the wounded cared for, leaving Nala the choice of where to go from there and what to do both with her captives and with her new allies, whom Violet was currently tending to with a good deal of apparent success.
Nala had the good grace to smirk back at Violet's teasing. She wouldn't have acted any different had their roles been reversed. Rather than blush, the unrepentant night elf simply cooed softly and put on a mocked pouting face.
"Are you suggesting I use my hand to take care of Demetrius' hard on. Times and places, Violet dear. Now go get me some demon bitches. Scoot!"
Once the hound had slipped free of her, Nala sighed audibly, wrapping her arms around herself as she felt the sudden emptiness within her pussy and a literal flood of demon sperm pouring out of her, making a small pool between her shins where she knelt on the forest floor. She closed her eyes and chuckled throatily, enjoying the lustful sensation in spite of all that was around her. Finally she stood up, still dripping a bit, and attempted to clothe herself again. If her outfit was shredded, then the first succubi to be brought before her would be stripped by her vines and donating her clothes as well as a portion of her soul to the witch elf.
Nala was careful not to kill off the succubi, only to leave them weakened. Without soul energy, they would be powerless and at her mercy until she gave them someone or something to feed from. If any of them balked or pleaded with her, she would insist that they shut up and comply if they wanted to live. Her tone with the captive demons would have none of the warmth she'd shared with Violet just a minute ago.
In the midst of her soul feeding, Nala looked over to Demetrius with a smile. "Do you need someone to tend to that?~"
At the moment she was saying this, Divinar came scuttling over. It was reassuring to see the arachne spirit wielder in high spirits despite her rather intense looking wound.
"Ah Divinar my sweet poison of choice.~" Nala looked at the wound and tutted. "My allies aren't allowed to bleed."
She summoned some nature's energy and regenerated the flesh, speeding up and fine tuning the healing process in the affected area so that not even a scar remained. Once that was done she would demand that another demon prisoner be brought forward so that she could gain back the energy she spent on healing. As nice as this refill was, she didn't want it to take too long.
"We need to be prepared to fight again momentarily. Make certain that the prisoners are bound tight if you haven't already. I don't want them getting loose. And if you have time, poor Demitrius here seems to have been greatly affected. I don't suppose you'd have some way of helping him out? Nicely, of course."
Despite Violet's warning, Nala had been hoping that Demitrius and Divinar might 'get along' with enough time together. Something like this was a perfect opportunity for the two of them to break the ice.
"As you've seen, he's useful in so many ways."
Once she was clothed and filled up and had done her healing, Nala would address her followers en mass. The captives were to take any weapons they could from the captive and fallen demons, or to find any sort of improvised weapon that they could find. Then they were to head to the walls to help the goblin legions, who were being led by Grabbik under Nala's direction. For those who had been in Kyederon, Grabbik would be a well known name - for he was Nala's personal goblin servant, never far from her side unless on some mission for her or enjoying the attentions of someone like Malien. As for the group that had just fought with her, along with the new hellhound ally, they were to head with Nala to her former chambers. She reasoned that this might be where the demon lord Esmerela was residing.
Nala didn't know what state she would find the demon lord in, or what her attitude would be towards the night elf. If possible she would try to reason with the demon lord to stand down. She deserved the chance not to get blown to pieces, if only because she had taken the collars off and had given Amanda and Charlotte the chance to get away. But that only bought her the chance to surrender. Stealing Kyederon away from her, imprisoning her and Violet and Demitrius in a hostile environment, raping her populace, these were crimes that would invite death on almost anyone, and Nala was not in the mood to budge on this issue. There was a lot for which the demoness had to answer.
As they approached her former residence, Nala once again raised her arcane senses with the power of her nature magic.
Use nature's breath spell to heal Divinar. Use drain spell on conscious succubi first, but ignore any damage and gain that would kill the succubi, as Nala would cut the spell off once she felt the life force almost gone from the captives. If this isn't enough to fill her up. She'll quickly drain some of the soldiers, again not killing them. Right before getting to her former lodgings, Nala will raise her mind stat again with Level 5 nature buff.
Nala: HP = 51, PP = 75, EP = 76/84, Status = Fine, +54 Mind (Nature's Power)
NPC stats
Demetrius: HP = 81/90, PP = 80, EP = 88/90, Status = Lightly Injured, +44 Mind (Fireheart Level 4 Fire spell) 1/30 Resistance
Violet: HP = 75, PP = 50, EP = 49/75, Status = Fine, 12/30 Resistance
Divinar: HP = 78/80, PP = 50, EP = 65/90, Status = Badly Injured
Amanda: HP = 57, PP = 38, EP = 49, Status = Fine, 14/24 Resistance
Charlotte: HP = 38, PP = 34/53, EP = 19/41, Status = Fine, +24 Mind (Inner Strength Level 2 Nature spell)
Target ye succubi with Energy Drain.
Damage: 1 + 2 + 10 + 2 + 2 = 17 * 3 = 51 energy drained.
Demetrius does the same with Mana Leak.
Damage: 1 + 4 + 10 + 2 = 17 * 6 = 102 damage. Demetrius gains 34 EP back. He must do it twice.
Nature's Breath! Charlotte also does this to heal herself and Nala.
Healing (Nala) : 2 + 2 + 10 + 2 = 16 HP restored per casting. 3 is enough to almost top her off.
Charlotte's is bandaiding, so I don't feel the need to roll it.
Nala then gets another level 5 buff for +54 Mind.
"I never told you HOW to do it~" Violet replied, rolling her eyes and displaying a mock air of offense at Nala's retort, "I'm sure you could do something to have him taken care of inside of a minute. Last time I saw you two at it I thought he was going to pop before your mouth even touched him!" The assassin wasted no more time on the banter, turning immediately and allowing her last remark to come off the shoulder, but Nala could still offer another retort of her own if she wished to.
Her dress, while certainly worse for her encounter with the hellhound, hadn't suffered any severe damage. A few rips and tears here and there, and come of the beast's cum had dripped onto it and would surely produce a stain if not seen to promptly, but other than that all she needed to do to regain her decency was shift her panties and her dress back into place.
The succubi, all left webbed in cages, didn't need to be brought to Nala for her to drain them, and as she started yanking their energies (nonlethally) for her own use, Demetrius started to do the same, restoring his own strength off of the demons in a no less non-lethal but far more debilitating manner, leaving the succubi wracked with pain rather than just feeding on their souls. Whether or not Nala opted to raise a complaint about his more brutal tactic was up to her, but seeing the fresh scars evident on the bodies of some of the soldiers they'd just freed it was plain that the demons had been causing their own share of undeserved pain.
Divinar, when addressed in the midst of Nala's draining, was busy helping with the webbing still, but still shot Nala a grateful look upon being healed. The minor costless spell didn't do much on its own, necessitating multiple castings, but Nala was powerful enough that it only required three. Once the arachne was finished with her task and had been fully healed, she was made to glance Demetrius' way by Nala's words and adopted a soft smirk. "Oh, but must I be quick~?" she pouted as she silently scuttled toward the all too aware mage, who gulped audibly and took a short step back, his expression nervous. Unperturbed, Divinar continued her predatory approach as she cooed; "I would so revel in breaking him in properly! So rare to catch a magic user able to father my kind, most around here seem to be women~ I'd bet he's already well trained too! I'd be able to spend hours and hours working over the finer points in-"
Demetrius interrupted her; "Ahah... That's quite enough, really. While a, ahhhh, encounter of some sort might be arranged later, now really is not the time. I'm fine, really! The toxins should wear off after a few minutes anyway, and we haven't got the time for that sort of thing right now." He glanced at Nala hopefully while Divinar gave a mock pout at his response, though she didn't seem bothered in any genuine fashion at the prospect of not immediately getting to play with the human.
Once that situation was taken care of and her orders given out, the freed soldiers agreeing to her plan (if reluctantly) and heading off with a few of them armed courtesy of the captive demon soldiers and the others intending to make a go at the armory before going for the wall, Nala was free to take her group to her own chambers. The journey was brief and no less eventful than her walk from the hole, the battle at the wall still ongoing judging by the noise, and likely taking up the brunt of the attention of her demonic foes. Arriving at her former home, Nala found the windows display minimal lighting, the flickering illumination of what looked to be candles the only source of light coming from them. Whoever waited inside was silent, or at least too quiet to be heard over the din of battle coming from the wall. The doors and windows were all too small to permit an arachne passage without widening them by way of destruction, but the door wasn't locked or barred in any way, and the windows all lay wide open for Nala to enter, allowing her to take whoever among her humanoid companions she chose in with her if she opted to go inside. Of course, she could just as easily opt to obliterate the building from outside instead, or come up with some other scheme that might catch Esmerala's attention.
Nala let Violet have the last word in their little reparte, watching her walk off before fixing her dress back into place. The little rips were of no consequence to her and neither were the stains. She would get new clothes when this was all over.
She did not disapprove openly about Demetrius' method of harming the succubi as he drained their energies. The demons probably all deserved such treatment, as they would have done things just as bad to herself had they been victorious. The important thing for them would be that they would live and have the chance to make up for their many sins. It would be a heavy penance, but they might eventually learn their place and meekly begin to serve Nala's allies in a way similar to how they had served the demon king.
"Hmmph, I suppose he is right, Divinar," Nala said with feigned regret, after Demetrius tried to avoid the immediate attentions of the arachne matriarch. "This battle is not done and we each have some more work to do. There will be plenty of time after for the two of you to get well-acquainted. I've taught him many things, and I know the two of you will compliment one another."
Knowing that her private chambers were too small to allow the arachne easy access, she sent Divinar and her two daughters with the other freed soldiers to the armory, with instructions to get the humans armed and then lead them back to the wall to guarantee the victory there. Violet, Amanda, Charlotte, and Demetrius were to come with her and enter her chambers, confronting whoever was waiting inside.
"Amanda, Violet, enter through the windows. I will go through the door, Demetrius and Charlotte will follow me. We will go at the same time."
Before going through the door, Nala would buff her mental limitations and her reflexes with Nature magic, as she had done before a dispel had removed her protections in the previous fight. Then, without further ado, she entered her old chambers, preparing herself to cast spells immediately upon whatever situation she saw.
