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Re: Finding Peace (Hafnium)
The pale girl was quick to seize upon the target of her lover's neck. She nuzzled into the foxgirl's tender skin and kissed at it to begin with, but as her lover's reactions grew so too did the swordswoman's confidence and before long she was nibbling and nipping at her target at every available opportunity. She didn't halt her efforts when the spirit wielder commented on her choice of tool, though she didn't hesitate in correcting her mistake either, but once her shaft had correctly returned to its shape, color, and size from the night before she did pull away in order to address Kringlicsly's judgment. "A mistake unbefitting a loyal mount. I certainly can't deny a rightful punishment from my mistress," she cooed, all too eager for any manner in which her lover might punish her.
She continued as planned, however, and she couldn't have hoped for her submissive act to gain a better reaction than the one Krig gave her. It spurred her lusts on all the more, it drove her wild, and it made her feel... free. It felt as if she had been desperately trying to pull her way free of the chains of her inhibitions, and then with that string of words Kringlicsly broke those chains and sent Tamonten hurtling toward those fantasies that she had been nursing. There was no more patience for waiting and teasing and games left in the pale girl anymore than there was patience for it left in her lover. She was going to let go and do whatever she desired, and it just so happened that she really desired Krig. "As you wish, mistress," she started in an even voice, but her next words came in a whisper, "but that isn't even half of what I'm going to do to you." Yes, this was going to be fun.
She strode over to the edge of the pool of water with Kringlicsly still clinging to her before depositing the foxgirl on her feet facing the opposite direction. There were no words, only a nearly palpable aura of excitement and unbridled lust emanating from the swordswoman. There wouldn't need to be words either, as Tamonten was quite content to simply take what she wanted and she started by using her blackened arm to push the foxgirl into bending over the edge of the bathing pool. Once her lover was in position, her upper body left pressed against the floor surrounding the bath and her exposed and dripping flower and rounded ass both nearly irresistible targets above the warm waters, the pale girl wasted no time in using her pale hand to guide her equine shaft to her lover's slit.
"I have a few confessions too," she noted as she began the effort to push the flared tip of her cock past the much smaller entrance of Krig's pussy, with her blackened appendage resting on her lover's shoulder. "The first one," she continued before being cut off by a groan of pleasure as she managed to press the tip in and got her first taste of warmth and tightness of the other woman's cunny stretched around the tip of conjured dick. "Is that I..." she began to push more insistently, her efforts claiming her lover's cunny inch by inch for her massive equine cock and rewarding her in kind with more of those sensations, "can cheat too!" The conclusion of her confession came as she gave a last, forcible push and bottomed out in Krig's depths with her flared tip pushing against the other woman's cervix.
Her hands wandered to seize Krig's waist as she paused for a few moments to bask in the sensations. Beyond the very pleasurable feeling of having every single centimeter of her massive prick engulfed by spirit wielder's inner walls, there was something that simply drove Tamonten crazy about the idea of stretching her lover's sex around the organ. It added fuel to her already burning desire to fuck her lover beyond all vestiges of sense, and she didn't dally very long before beginning to rock her own hips back and forth. She started gently at first, but only at first, and those little motions lasted just long enough for the foxgirl's body to become accustomed to the size of the shaft that the pale girl had insistently shoved into her. Even keeping herself gentle for that long was a trial in itself, as the possessed woman wanted nothing more than to pound her partner like a wild animal. The very moment that Tamonten sensed that telltale signs of Krig's soul becoming linked with hers as the massive penetration became pleasurable to the foxgirl, she immediately began to speed up until eventually she was forcefully thrusting into the kitsune with all her might.
It didn't devolve completely into mindless rutting, though there was plenty of that to be had. True to her word, the pale girl was cheating. She was cheating in every single way that was available to her. Every push to come after that point was a test, with its depth and power varied ever so slightly as the pale girl carefully kept her focus on the feeling of her lover's soul as it availed itself to her. She didn't feed because the swordswoman was determined that if her lover passed out it would be from a different sort of exhaustion. She wanted to bring her lover to the very precipice of breaking under the pleasure of their coupling and she wanted to make good on her promise to leave her lover unable to even think beyond the fucking she was receiving. Using her connection to her partner's soul as a radar to discover the pace and angle that brought Kringlicsly to new heights of sensate bliss and then exploiting that knowledge to the fullest was only part of that. "I might not be a mind reader, but I can tell exactly how much you're enjoying this~!" She would announce with a note of achievement in her tone once she had found that sweet spot and stopped experimenting in preference of simply plowing away at the spirit wielder.
"And I've got a few tricks to keep myself going like this for a nice, long while!" She happily added as she continued her efforts. She wasn't lying about that either. Even then she was using her soul and her willpower to almost completely ignore the natural reactions of her body to the otherwise overwhelming sensation of rapidly fucking her lover's tight slit with her huge equine cock. Ironically, it was Elawdrin's cruelty that had brought about the pale girl's discovery of most of the abilities she was using on Krig, not that their origins even began to bother her as she abused them to full effect with her lover. She needed them if she was going to savor her fantasies and keep herself going for as long as she would have to in order to play her desires out. Besides, she knew she wouldn't suffer from a lack of climax so long as Kringlicsly remained conscious for long enough.
And she would continue plowing into her lover with that equine shaft right up until she could feel the foxgirl's soul presenting itself to be fed on in ever greater quantities as her lover began to approach her first peak. It was then that she let go of the kitsune's waist and instead propped her hands on either side of Krig. She leaned in over her partner, the new position initially causing her to lose some of the power in her thrusts which she quickly made up for with pure vigor, and brought her mouth to her lover's neck. "I can tell that you're about to cum, too. Let's make sure this is an easy one to remember," she casually whispered before beginning to nibble and suck at the foxgirl's neck hard enough to leave love bites on the other woman.
Tamonten continued that, her mouth busy at work leaving her marks along the side of the spirit wielder's neck even as she ferociously slammed her cock into the other woman, all in the service of forcing her partner past her peak and to her first orgasm of the encounter. When she had achieved her goal and she felt both the physical and spiritual effects of the orgasm in Kringlicsly, she didn't slow in the least, and continued to thrust and nibble as if nothing had changed. Maintaining her chosen pace took no effort at all, what truly took her focus was avoiding the overwhelming desire to let loose into her partner's spasming cunt and fill her lover with her seed. Mentally it was almost a pleasure hell as Krig's body instinctively attempted to milk her shaft for her seed to not simply give in and fill her lover until her belly was rounded by the sheer quantity of it. Tamonten's work was far from over though.
As Krig came down from her first peak, the swordswoman paused only long enough to straighten up and grab Krig by the hips in order to yank her back far enough that only her breasts and above were resting on anything solid. Once Krig was suitably adjusted, the swordswoman resumed thrusting into her lover's depths at that same breakneck pace and leaned forward into her position over other woman again, but this time only far enough for her pale hand to snake past around her lover's hip and begin to rub her exposed clit. "My second confession," she began again between the loud and frequent wet slaps echoing throughout the bathing room caused by her hips making contact with Krig's rounded ass at the savage pace she had set. "I think you look really sexy with a nice, hard dick," her spirit quickly went to work on Kringlicsly's body as she spoke, and before long the clit that Tamonten had been rubbing had turned into an average-sized cock which she had shifted to stroking. "And sometimes I fantasize about you dominating me with it and making me into your mindless fuck-toy."
"Not this time though," Tamonten added as she began to milk Krig's cock with the same levels of vigor as she was employing against her slit. And that was how she continued, making no more noises beyond pleasured grunts to join the wet slaps echoing through the bathing room, along with whatever noises Krig might be making, as she continued rutting her lover like an animal while simultaneously giving her a handjob. She didn't change her tactics as Krig's second orgasm approached, she simply picked up the pace until her lover was spasming around her horsecock a second time and at the same time helplessly ejaculating into the water of the bath. As difficult as it had been the first time not to give into the mental pleasure of her lover squirming and convulsing under the attentions of her horsecock, the physical pleasure was even more overwhelming the second time that Krig's inner walls began to massage Tamonten's already-throbbing cock so that she might fill the foxgirl with cum. But the swordswoman avoided giving in again, because there was one more thing to tick off her list before she was willing to let herself go.
"I suppose you knew about those fantasies though, didn't you?" She didn't expect an answer from Kringlicsly, especially as the pale girl had never stopped pounding her and milking her shaft. Only once she was sure that she squeezed every last drop from the foxgirl's cock did she reluctantly let go of it, and straightened herself again in order to begin pumping her lover's cunny as fast as her supernatural body allowed. "This one isn't a confession, but I think I'd be making a mistake not to take this opportunity to punish you for all that mind reading you've been doing without my knowledge!" Tamonten quickly raised her pale hand into the air and brought it down on her lover's rounded ass, hard enough to leave a visible hand print on the other woman's previously unblemished flesh. She then wrapped her blackened hand in the kitsune's hair, and she gave a firm enough tug to pull Krig's head back. "So for your punishment I want to hear you moan and scream!"
She gave the foxgirl's ass another smack on the opposite cheek, never slowing down in her thrusts as she did so even though every such action caused the foxgirl to tighten up around her dick and took the swordswoman dangerously closer to her own climax. "I want them to hear you all the way down the hall," she continued as she left another stinging blow against Krig's rear. As she continued, she punctuated every sentence with a spank delivered against her lover's backside. "I want them to know exactly what we're doing in here! I want them to be jealous! And I want to make you come so hard that you black out!" She fell into a rhythm of slapping the foxgirl's ass with every few thrusts, alternating her pale hand between her target's steadily reddening cheeks. Tamonten kept it up until she detected the signs of Krig's third orgasm coming on, and then her spankings grew more rapid. "And I really want you to scream! My! Name!" A trio of smacks punctuated the last three words and she gave another firm tug on Krig's hair as she all but shoved her over the precipice of her third peak.
This time, however, Tamonten's own willpower didn't hold out. Between the sights and sensations that she herself had provoked, she couldn't have prevented her body from giving in even if she had wanted. Moments after Kringlicsly screamed out her name, the pale girl herself gave a prolonged groan as her body surrendered to her lover's spasming inner walls. She gave a few more wild thrusts before bottoming out in her partner and her entire body seemed to clench as pleasure overload struck and she delivered a massive shot of seed almost directly into Krig's womb. A second and a third soon followed and in similar quantity, and after that she lost count of how many more throbs and further small explosions of baby-batter her cock gave up. Her body seemed to churn to keep up with the amount of cum she was painting her lover's folds walls with. By the time she had come down from orgasmic bliss and her shaft had been fully milked, she was certain that none of her partners had ever managed to massage as much seed from her as Kringlicsly's pussy just had.
Not that this made her delay in continuing. Even as intense as her climax was, Tamonten wasn't finished. If she were to be honest, the intensity of her first orgasm only drove her on. She wanted more. She needed more. There was no time for a break, and it wasn't like her body needed them anyway since the magic of the faeries had begun to rub off on her. The swordswoman was nowhere near done with her lover. "A good start," she noted before she slowly released the foxgirl's hair and gave her ass one last slap for good measure. Afterward, she pulled free of Krig's depths, not giving any concern to the prospect of her cum draining into the bathwater. "But I think now it's time you help me correct a mistake I made last night." As she said it, she hopped up and out of the bath and took a kneeling position beside Krig that placed her persisting erection above the foxgirl's head. "I think it's time for you to give my dick another bath, and I'm going to savor it."
Tamonten didn't bother to physically push or offer anymore assistance than absolutely necessary to Krig in taking a position from which she could clean the horsecock she had just been so thoroughly fucked with. The truth was that the pale girl actually savored the opportunity to watch Krig slowly crawl into a position to service her shaft from, and found that watching was a pleasurable act which in itself almost inspired her to simply push the foxgirl down and rut her again. She avoided the latter impulse, but a few extra seconds or even minutes in order to enjoy that sight was well worth the wait between her command and actually feeling her lover's lips on her equine rod. And once Krig had actually begun to lick and clean her shaft, Tamonten made no qualms about reveling in the sight of her lover devoting her mouth to pleasuring and licking the various fluids off of her cock. She merely watched and rewarded the most pleasurable motions of the foxgirl's increasingly skilled tongue gliding across the most sensitive parts of her mottled prick with delighted coos and shivers and loving caresses along her cheek. Likewise, Tamonten made no effort to stifle the amount of pleasure she was feeling as Krig worked.
The swordswoman's patience did have an ending point, however, and if Kringlicsly hadn't found any consistently pleasurable avenues of assault once the equine shaft had been left mostly free of fluids outside of the foxgirl's saliva, Tamonten would place a hand on her lover's head and begin to guide her toward the those more sensitive spots. She would also physically encourage Krig to try to take some of the shaft into her mouth, though she wouldn't force that. Regardless of whether she had to show the kitsune how to properly service her cock or her lover simply picked it up on her own, however, eventually the possessed woman would realize that the experience was taking her toward a second orgasm. When that happened, she decided to try something new.
She pulled away from Krig's mouth and pulled her lover into a similar kneeling position in front of her. She gave the other woman a fierce, but brief, kiss in which she was eager to taste herself on Krig's tongue, and then, in a testament to the increasing strength of her supernatural body, she easily scooped her lover into the air again. With a bit of patience and no small amount of determination in her desire to try out the position she was aiming for, she carefully maneuvered Krig in her grasp until the foxgirl had been flipped such that she was face level Tamonten's cock and the kitsune's shaft was level with the swordswoman's mouth. While she was thrilled with her success, the pale girl's lust and her crotch demanded far more attention than any momentary celebration and she wasted no time in enclosing her lips around the tip of the much smaller rod that she had bestowed on her lover and beginning to run her tongue around the sensitive head, and would begin to insistently squirm her own hips until Kringlicsly paid some attention to her throbbing erection.
Despite the exotic nature of the position she had managed to maneuver her lover into, however, Tamonten wasn't willing to settle for leaving it at simply using her mouth on her lover's cock. Even as she began to bob her head along Krig's length, she wanted more. More accurately, she wanted to do more to the kitsune. So, in an act which the swordswoman would have most certainly considered as irresponsible and a bad idea had she been in any right state of mind, Tamonten took the most obvious route available in the mind of a woman who was still overwhelmed with the desire to bring her lover to new heights of ecstasy. The pale girl summoned that dark strength which before then she had only ever used in life or death combat. She summoned the demon's power that had been left on the wrong side of her new seal.
And it worked immediately. Krig became lighter and lighter in her arms, until it felt like she weighed no more than a kitten might. Tamonten was immediately able to completely remove her pale arm from its position helping to support the kitsune's body and comfortably keep her in place with no more than her blackened appendage. Once she was comfortable with that, she moved her freed hand toward a new target: the foxgirl's empty pussy. She dove two of her fingers into Kringlicsly's folds without hesitation, and immediately began to attack her most sensitive spots all while continuing to bob her mouth from tip to base of her lover's cock. There was no teasing, only a drive to inflict as much mind numbing pleasure on her partner as she was able to. If Krig came because of her affections, then Tamonten would take her entire dick into her mouth and greedily swallow her release before resuming as if nothing had happened. If she came more than once, the pale girl was all too happy to help her lover's manhood repeat its vanishing act.
It would last until Kringlicsly's ministrations managed to bring the possessed woman to her own tipping point. Only as the foxgirl's tongue brought her closer and closer to the precipice would Tamonten's own efforts on her lover begin to slow, and when she crossed that final threshold before climax they died out completely as she focused herself entirely on the feeling of her partner's mouth on her and returned her pale hand to its position on Krig's back as a precautionary measure. "Krig~ Whatever you do, don't stop," she pulled away from her lover's cock in order to moan her encouragement to keep her lover at it as she reached her peak and began to cascade into that overwhelming combination of sensations that marked orgasm. "You're going to want to close your eyes or make sure your mouth is empty~" She gave the warning with good reason as moments later ecstasy washed over her in full and her throbbing manhood began to loose wave after wave of seed at whatever target Krig presented for it. It wasn't as intense as the climax she had ridden through while buried in the spirit wielder's pussy, and, perhaps luckily for the foxgirl, she didn't even cum half as much as she had inside of Kringlicsly, but that certainly didn't make it any less mentally or physically satisfying.
That satisfaction made her a little more content to simply bask in her afterglow for a few moments following that climax, even despite the position that the two were still in. For a moment she thought that perhaps she was satisfied to simply leave their bathing room tryst at that. Maybe it was time to take a break and get something to eat and they could continue later. After all, her diet for the last few days had consisted entirely of a large quantity of her lover's cum and prison food so flavorless that she wasn't sure she didn't prefer the former. Stopping to eat would almost certainly be the wise thing to do. But then again, the longer she was spending with her face in close proximity to Krig's dual sexes, the less appealing wisdom became.... No, she would be failing in her duty if she were to quit then.
(Part 1 of 2. 2 coming whenever I'm done with it.)
The pale girl was quick to seize upon the target of her lover's neck. She nuzzled into the foxgirl's tender skin and kissed at it to begin with, but as her lover's reactions grew so too did the swordswoman's confidence and before long she was nibbling and nipping at her target at every available opportunity. She didn't halt her efforts when the spirit wielder commented on her choice of tool, though she didn't hesitate in correcting her mistake either, but once her shaft had correctly returned to its shape, color, and size from the night before she did pull away in order to address Kringlicsly's judgment. "A mistake unbefitting a loyal mount. I certainly can't deny a rightful punishment from my mistress," she cooed, all too eager for any manner in which her lover might punish her.
She continued as planned, however, and she couldn't have hoped for her submissive act to gain a better reaction than the one Krig gave her. It spurred her lusts on all the more, it drove her wild, and it made her feel... free. It felt as if she had been desperately trying to pull her way free of the chains of her inhibitions, and then with that string of words Kringlicsly broke those chains and sent Tamonten hurtling toward those fantasies that she had been nursing. There was no more patience for waiting and teasing and games left in the pale girl anymore than there was patience for it left in her lover. She was going to let go and do whatever she desired, and it just so happened that she really desired Krig. "As you wish, mistress," she started in an even voice, but her next words came in a whisper, "but that isn't even half of what I'm going to do to you." Yes, this was going to be fun.
She strode over to the edge of the pool of water with Kringlicsly still clinging to her before depositing the foxgirl on her feet facing the opposite direction. There were no words, only a nearly palpable aura of excitement and unbridled lust emanating from the swordswoman. There wouldn't need to be words either, as Tamonten was quite content to simply take what she wanted and she started by using her blackened arm to push the foxgirl into bending over the edge of the bathing pool. Once her lover was in position, her upper body left pressed against the floor surrounding the bath and her exposed and dripping flower and rounded ass both nearly irresistible targets above the warm waters, the pale girl wasted no time in using her pale hand to guide her equine shaft to her lover's slit.
"I have a few confessions too," she noted as she began the effort to push the flared tip of her cock past the much smaller entrance of Krig's pussy, with her blackened appendage resting on her lover's shoulder. "The first one," she continued before being cut off by a groan of pleasure as she managed to press the tip in and got her first taste of warmth and tightness of the other woman's cunny stretched around the tip of conjured dick. "Is that I..." she began to push more insistently, her efforts claiming her lover's cunny inch by inch for her massive equine cock and rewarding her in kind with more of those sensations, "can cheat too!" The conclusion of her confession came as she gave a last, forcible push and bottomed out in Krig's depths with her flared tip pushing against the other woman's cervix.
Her hands wandered to seize Krig's waist as she paused for a few moments to bask in the sensations. Beyond the very pleasurable feeling of having every single centimeter of her massive prick engulfed by spirit wielder's inner walls, there was something that simply drove Tamonten crazy about the idea of stretching her lover's sex around the organ. It added fuel to her already burning desire to fuck her lover beyond all vestiges of sense, and she didn't dally very long before beginning to rock her own hips back and forth. She started gently at first, but only at first, and those little motions lasted just long enough for the foxgirl's body to become accustomed to the size of the shaft that the pale girl had insistently shoved into her. Even keeping herself gentle for that long was a trial in itself, as the possessed woman wanted nothing more than to pound her partner like a wild animal. The very moment that Tamonten sensed that telltale signs of Krig's soul becoming linked with hers as the massive penetration became pleasurable to the foxgirl, she immediately began to speed up until eventually she was forcefully thrusting into the kitsune with all her might.
It didn't devolve completely into mindless rutting, though there was plenty of that to be had. True to her word, the pale girl was cheating. She was cheating in every single way that was available to her. Every push to come after that point was a test, with its depth and power varied ever so slightly as the pale girl carefully kept her focus on the feeling of her lover's soul as it availed itself to her. She didn't feed because the swordswoman was determined that if her lover passed out it would be from a different sort of exhaustion. She wanted to bring her lover to the very precipice of breaking under the pleasure of their coupling and she wanted to make good on her promise to leave her lover unable to even think beyond the fucking she was receiving. Using her connection to her partner's soul as a radar to discover the pace and angle that brought Kringlicsly to new heights of sensate bliss and then exploiting that knowledge to the fullest was only part of that. "I might not be a mind reader, but I can tell exactly how much you're enjoying this~!" She would announce with a note of achievement in her tone once she had found that sweet spot and stopped experimenting in preference of simply plowing away at the spirit wielder.
"And I've got a few tricks to keep myself going like this for a nice, long while!" She happily added as she continued her efforts. She wasn't lying about that either. Even then she was using her soul and her willpower to almost completely ignore the natural reactions of her body to the otherwise overwhelming sensation of rapidly fucking her lover's tight slit with her huge equine cock. Ironically, it was Elawdrin's cruelty that had brought about the pale girl's discovery of most of the abilities she was using on Krig, not that their origins even began to bother her as she abused them to full effect with her lover. She needed them if she was going to savor her fantasies and keep herself going for as long as she would have to in order to play her desires out. Besides, she knew she wouldn't suffer from a lack of climax so long as Kringlicsly remained conscious for long enough.
And she would continue plowing into her lover with that equine shaft right up until she could feel the foxgirl's soul presenting itself to be fed on in ever greater quantities as her lover began to approach her first peak. It was then that she let go of the kitsune's waist and instead propped her hands on either side of Krig. She leaned in over her partner, the new position initially causing her to lose some of the power in her thrusts which she quickly made up for with pure vigor, and brought her mouth to her lover's neck. "I can tell that you're about to cum, too. Let's make sure this is an easy one to remember," she casually whispered before beginning to nibble and suck at the foxgirl's neck hard enough to leave love bites on the other woman.
Tamonten continued that, her mouth busy at work leaving her marks along the side of the spirit wielder's neck even as she ferociously slammed her cock into the other woman, all in the service of forcing her partner past her peak and to her first orgasm of the encounter. When she had achieved her goal and she felt both the physical and spiritual effects of the orgasm in Kringlicsly, she didn't slow in the least, and continued to thrust and nibble as if nothing had changed. Maintaining her chosen pace took no effort at all, what truly took her focus was avoiding the overwhelming desire to let loose into her partner's spasming cunt and fill her lover with her seed. Mentally it was almost a pleasure hell as Krig's body instinctively attempted to milk her shaft for her seed to not simply give in and fill her lover until her belly was rounded by the sheer quantity of it. Tamonten's work was far from over though.
As Krig came down from her first peak, the swordswoman paused only long enough to straighten up and grab Krig by the hips in order to yank her back far enough that only her breasts and above were resting on anything solid. Once Krig was suitably adjusted, the swordswoman resumed thrusting into her lover's depths at that same breakneck pace and leaned forward into her position over other woman again, but this time only far enough for her pale hand to snake past around her lover's hip and begin to rub her exposed clit. "My second confession," she began again between the loud and frequent wet slaps echoing throughout the bathing room caused by her hips making contact with Krig's rounded ass at the savage pace she had set. "I think you look really sexy with a nice, hard dick," her spirit quickly went to work on Kringlicsly's body as she spoke, and before long the clit that Tamonten had been rubbing had turned into an average-sized cock which she had shifted to stroking. "And sometimes I fantasize about you dominating me with it and making me into your mindless fuck-toy."
"Not this time though," Tamonten added as she began to milk Krig's cock with the same levels of vigor as she was employing against her slit. And that was how she continued, making no more noises beyond pleasured grunts to join the wet slaps echoing through the bathing room, along with whatever noises Krig might be making, as she continued rutting her lover like an animal while simultaneously giving her a handjob. She didn't change her tactics as Krig's second orgasm approached, she simply picked up the pace until her lover was spasming around her horsecock a second time and at the same time helplessly ejaculating into the water of the bath. As difficult as it had been the first time not to give into the mental pleasure of her lover squirming and convulsing under the attentions of her horsecock, the physical pleasure was even more overwhelming the second time that Krig's inner walls began to massage Tamonten's already-throbbing cock so that she might fill the foxgirl with cum. But the swordswoman avoided giving in again, because there was one more thing to tick off her list before she was willing to let herself go.
"I suppose you knew about those fantasies though, didn't you?" She didn't expect an answer from Kringlicsly, especially as the pale girl had never stopped pounding her and milking her shaft. Only once she was sure that she squeezed every last drop from the foxgirl's cock did she reluctantly let go of it, and straightened herself again in order to begin pumping her lover's cunny as fast as her supernatural body allowed. "This one isn't a confession, but I think I'd be making a mistake not to take this opportunity to punish you for all that mind reading you've been doing without my knowledge!" Tamonten quickly raised her pale hand into the air and brought it down on her lover's rounded ass, hard enough to leave a visible hand print on the other woman's previously unblemished flesh. She then wrapped her blackened hand in the kitsune's hair, and she gave a firm enough tug to pull Krig's head back. "So for your punishment I want to hear you moan and scream!"
She gave the foxgirl's ass another smack on the opposite cheek, never slowing down in her thrusts as she did so even though every such action caused the foxgirl to tighten up around her dick and took the swordswoman dangerously closer to her own climax. "I want them to hear you all the way down the hall," she continued as she left another stinging blow against Krig's rear. As she continued, she punctuated every sentence with a spank delivered against her lover's backside. "I want them to know exactly what we're doing in here! I want them to be jealous! And I want to make you come so hard that you black out!" She fell into a rhythm of slapping the foxgirl's ass with every few thrusts, alternating her pale hand between her target's steadily reddening cheeks. Tamonten kept it up until she detected the signs of Krig's third orgasm coming on, and then her spankings grew more rapid. "And I really want you to scream! My! Name!" A trio of smacks punctuated the last three words and she gave another firm tug on Krig's hair as she all but shoved her over the precipice of her third peak.
This time, however, Tamonten's own willpower didn't hold out. Between the sights and sensations that she herself had provoked, she couldn't have prevented her body from giving in even if she had wanted. Moments after Kringlicsly screamed out her name, the pale girl herself gave a prolonged groan as her body surrendered to her lover's spasming inner walls. She gave a few more wild thrusts before bottoming out in her partner and her entire body seemed to clench as pleasure overload struck and she delivered a massive shot of seed almost directly into Krig's womb. A second and a third soon followed and in similar quantity, and after that she lost count of how many more throbs and further small explosions of baby-batter her cock gave up. Her body seemed to churn to keep up with the amount of cum she was painting her lover's folds walls with. By the time she had come down from orgasmic bliss and her shaft had been fully milked, she was certain that none of her partners had ever managed to massage as much seed from her as Kringlicsly's pussy just had.
Not that this made her delay in continuing. Even as intense as her climax was, Tamonten wasn't finished. If she were to be honest, the intensity of her first orgasm only drove her on. She wanted more. She needed more. There was no time for a break, and it wasn't like her body needed them anyway since the magic of the faeries had begun to rub off on her. The swordswoman was nowhere near done with her lover. "A good start," she noted before she slowly released the foxgirl's hair and gave her ass one last slap for good measure. Afterward, she pulled free of Krig's depths, not giving any concern to the prospect of her cum draining into the bathwater. "But I think now it's time you help me correct a mistake I made last night." As she said it, she hopped up and out of the bath and took a kneeling position beside Krig that placed her persisting erection above the foxgirl's head. "I think it's time for you to give my dick another bath, and I'm going to savor it."
Tamonten didn't bother to physically push or offer anymore assistance than absolutely necessary to Krig in taking a position from which she could clean the horsecock she had just been so thoroughly fucked with. The truth was that the pale girl actually savored the opportunity to watch Krig slowly crawl into a position to service her shaft from, and found that watching was a pleasurable act which in itself almost inspired her to simply push the foxgirl down and rut her again. She avoided the latter impulse, but a few extra seconds or even minutes in order to enjoy that sight was well worth the wait between her command and actually feeling her lover's lips on her equine rod. And once Krig had actually begun to lick and clean her shaft, Tamonten made no qualms about reveling in the sight of her lover devoting her mouth to pleasuring and licking the various fluids off of her cock. She merely watched and rewarded the most pleasurable motions of the foxgirl's increasingly skilled tongue gliding across the most sensitive parts of her mottled prick with delighted coos and shivers and loving caresses along her cheek. Likewise, Tamonten made no effort to stifle the amount of pleasure she was feeling as Krig worked.
The swordswoman's patience did have an ending point, however, and if Kringlicsly hadn't found any consistently pleasurable avenues of assault once the equine shaft had been left mostly free of fluids outside of the foxgirl's saliva, Tamonten would place a hand on her lover's head and begin to guide her toward the those more sensitive spots. She would also physically encourage Krig to try to take some of the shaft into her mouth, though she wouldn't force that. Regardless of whether she had to show the kitsune how to properly service her cock or her lover simply picked it up on her own, however, eventually the possessed woman would realize that the experience was taking her toward a second orgasm. When that happened, she decided to try something new.
She pulled away from Krig's mouth and pulled her lover into a similar kneeling position in front of her. She gave the other woman a fierce, but brief, kiss in which she was eager to taste herself on Krig's tongue, and then, in a testament to the increasing strength of her supernatural body, she easily scooped her lover into the air again. With a bit of patience and no small amount of determination in her desire to try out the position she was aiming for, she carefully maneuvered Krig in her grasp until the foxgirl had been flipped such that she was face level Tamonten's cock and the kitsune's shaft was level with the swordswoman's mouth. While she was thrilled with her success, the pale girl's lust and her crotch demanded far more attention than any momentary celebration and she wasted no time in enclosing her lips around the tip of the much smaller rod that she had bestowed on her lover and beginning to run her tongue around the sensitive head, and would begin to insistently squirm her own hips until Kringlicsly paid some attention to her throbbing erection.
Despite the exotic nature of the position she had managed to maneuver her lover into, however, Tamonten wasn't willing to settle for leaving it at simply using her mouth on her lover's cock. Even as she began to bob her head along Krig's length, she wanted more. More accurately, she wanted to do more to the kitsune. So, in an act which the swordswoman would have most certainly considered as irresponsible and a bad idea had she been in any right state of mind, Tamonten took the most obvious route available in the mind of a woman who was still overwhelmed with the desire to bring her lover to new heights of ecstasy. The pale girl summoned that dark strength which before then she had only ever used in life or death combat. She summoned the demon's power that had been left on the wrong side of her new seal.
And it worked immediately. Krig became lighter and lighter in her arms, until it felt like she weighed no more than a kitten might. Tamonten was immediately able to completely remove her pale arm from its position helping to support the kitsune's body and comfortably keep her in place with no more than her blackened appendage. Once she was comfortable with that, she moved her freed hand toward a new target: the foxgirl's empty pussy. She dove two of her fingers into Kringlicsly's folds without hesitation, and immediately began to attack her most sensitive spots all while continuing to bob her mouth from tip to base of her lover's cock. There was no teasing, only a drive to inflict as much mind numbing pleasure on her partner as she was able to. If Krig came because of her affections, then Tamonten would take her entire dick into her mouth and greedily swallow her release before resuming as if nothing had happened. If she came more than once, the pale girl was all too happy to help her lover's manhood repeat its vanishing act.
It would last until Kringlicsly's ministrations managed to bring the possessed woman to her own tipping point. Only as the foxgirl's tongue brought her closer and closer to the precipice would Tamonten's own efforts on her lover begin to slow, and when she crossed that final threshold before climax they died out completely as she focused herself entirely on the feeling of her partner's mouth on her and returned her pale hand to its position on Krig's back as a precautionary measure. "Krig~ Whatever you do, don't stop," she pulled away from her lover's cock in order to moan her encouragement to keep her lover at it as she reached her peak and began to cascade into that overwhelming combination of sensations that marked orgasm. "You're going to want to close your eyes or make sure your mouth is empty~" She gave the warning with good reason as moments later ecstasy washed over her in full and her throbbing manhood began to loose wave after wave of seed at whatever target Krig presented for it. It wasn't as intense as the climax she had ridden through while buried in the spirit wielder's pussy, and, perhaps luckily for the foxgirl, she didn't even cum half as much as she had inside of Kringlicsly, but that certainly didn't make it any less mentally or physically satisfying.
That satisfaction made her a little more content to simply bask in her afterglow for a few moments following that climax, even despite the position that the two were still in. For a moment she thought that perhaps she was satisfied to simply leave their bathing room tryst at that. Maybe it was time to take a break and get something to eat and they could continue later. After all, her diet for the last few days had consisted entirely of a large quantity of her lover's cum and prison food so flavorless that she wasn't sure she didn't prefer the former. Stopping to eat would almost certainly be the wise thing to do. But then again, the longer she was spending with her face in close proximity to Krig's dual sexes, the less appealing wisdom became.... No, she would be failing in her duty if she were to quit then.
(Part 1 of 2. 2 coming whenever I'm done with it.)
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