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End of Your Life (the_taken)


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Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

The merging of her senses with those of her partner continued to enthrall Kimberly-May as the woman continued to suck on her sensitive nipple, her right hand working the opposite peak while her left arm wrapped around her waist, holding her still and close. Gone were any hard-drilled inhibitions. Gone was her fear and revulsion about the person who was now touching her so tenderly. All that occupied her thoughts now was the pleasure burning through her. The slaver shared her every sensation, her practiced moans lower and quieter than Kims but still present. They reached a more fevered pitch when the nuns mind finally caved completely, and she felt Kimberly-Mays fingers running through her hair and down her back.

The womans glow seemed to fade slightly, leaving the interior of the tent bathed in only a faint crimson light, but the two womens moans could still be heard from anywhere within the camp, not that either of them recognized this fact at the moment. Both were too caught up in what they were doing to one another. The overwhelming physical sensations and sharing of their senses held both Kim and her captor in complete enthrallment. The knot in her belly began to grow slowly as the woman continued to tease her breasts, right up until the slaver suddenly pulled away, breaking contact completely as her tattoos flared to life once more, and said; "Lie back, on the cot.... Virgin." Her voice still held the same commanding tone, but all trace of malice was gone from it, as though she could no longer dream of punishing Kimberly-May, or doing anything other than accepting her. A sense of disorientation came over the young woman a second after the salver pulled away, a side effect of their souls separating, and Kimberly-May felt slightly wobbly, but not cripplingly so.
 
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Completely lost in the intimacy, the sudden loss of contact made Kimberly-May dizzy. She loved every tiny instant of what was happening, and never wanted it to end. Of course, she was also extremely curious at what her new lover wanted to do, and extremely grateful for the feelings she was receiving.

Panting heavily, nearly moaning with every breath, she obeyed without question, her eyes never leaving the other woman's. Laying down on her side, Kimberly-May takes the break as an opportunity to take in all of the slaver woman's features, looking over her body and face.
 
Re: End of Your Life (the_taken)

Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

The slaver waits until Kimberly-May lies does onto the cot, her glowing tattoos filling the room with crimson light, before she begins to move, her own glowing eyes keeping locked with the young woman now lying on her side. Her body ripples beneath the glowing tattoos as she turns and takes something form the table, her motions unbelievably swift, before her entire body suddenly becomes a blur of motion that goes too quickly for Kim to follow. One instant, her fingers are clenched around a long tube, and the next, she is standing over Kimberly-May, her glow softening as though she'd been eased by the girls mere proximity. Something hits the ground with an audible thunk a heartbeat later, but Kimberly-Mays eyes never leave her partners.

The slaver lowers herself to the cot, which is barely large enough to fit both women, and kisses her on the lips once more, the passionate embrace reigniting the shared sensations between the two. Her hand rubs against the inside of Kimberly-Mays thigh, gently forcing her upper leg higher, so that it is apart from her other leg, and causing goosebumps to form on Kims soft skin. A sense of anticipation forms a knot in the young womans belly as the slavers hand slowly rubs across her skin, getting closer and closer to her sensitive flower, until her fingers suddenly dart inward, and rub against the virgin nuns soft petals. A feeling of bliss like none she'd ever experienced enveloped her mind, and the knot in her belly swelled uncontrollably. A carnal moan escapes the slaver womans lips as her fingers rub against Kimberly-Mays womanhood, suggesting that the shared sensations went both ways, but at the same time, Kim felt a strange tug, as though a tiny part of her had been taken from her through the pleasure she'd been given.
 
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Too enthralled in the new sensations of her own repressed lust, Kimberly-May takes no notice of what the slaver woman's actions actually were, or how supernatural they were. She was gone for an instant, which somehow left an unsatisfying feeling, which disappeared as quickly the slave woman's return.

At the slaver woman's renewed attentions, she wanted to return the feelings the slaver woman had given directly, and so her hands began caressing and massaging the other's body. She dives eagerly into the passionate kiss, this time a little more bold, letting her tongue wonder the other's mouth. One hand found it's way to the slaver woman's breast, and Kimberly-May begins to mimic the fondling she had received but few breaths ago.

At the touch to her nether regions, her breath shallows, completely unused to the wonderful feelings. At the intrusion, Kimberly-May exhales a long, breathy moan. The feeling had completely blown her mind away, the tension within her somehow both relaxing and being driven to a new level.

(Pleasure to Orgasm?)
 
Re: End of Your Life (the_taken)

Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

(In consensual scenes I prefer to drop the stats unless only a single succubus PC is involved and needs to regain energy. The sex system is more for the rape scenes, which this really isn't at this point. Plus, she's still only teasing for the moment. If you'd rather do it by the numbers though, that's fine by me.)

The woman moans into Kimberly-Mays mouth as the young girls hand gropes her modest breast, the womans hardened nipple rubbing against the inside of her palm. The womans fingers rubbed against Kims virgin flower all the more insistently, driving the pleasure that had been forming a knot inside of her to grow tighter and tighter while drawing more moans from the inexperienced young girl. Kim felt the same strange pull, but it was accompanied now by a gentle return, as though the woman, after having taken in part of her, had then given something back in return.

The red-haired woman lies down on the cot next to Kimberly-May, the small size of the thing forcing them to remain in close proximity, while her hand continued toying with her partners untouched pussy. For the moment, she seemed content with that, as that was all she did other than continue to set her tongue to dancing with Kims, exploring her mouth even as the nuns inexperienced tongue reciprocated.
 
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(Nope. Forgoing the numbers is fine... hang on... 'single succubus'? Oh dear. I though KM would accidentally drain fuck the slaver woman, then be free to prey on the rest of the slavers... and the nuns... Oh, well. We can figure out another way to set KM loose on Artemis. And the nuns. :D)

What is this feeling? Is this what I was promised? A life of humility for an eternity of happiness? This is wonderful. Why this woman who flaunts her flesh, and boasts of her cruelty, know how to make me feel so wonderful? Where has she been all my life?

The slaver woman may have been content, but Kimberly-May wanted more. Oppressively repressed her entire life, these sensual touches had uncaged the instincts that the cult designed it's teachings to lock away for ever. Following her desires, Kimberly-May sends her free hand down to the slaver woman's nether regions, fondling and groping gently, mimicking what she what was being done to her.
 
Re: End of Your Life (the_taken)

Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

As so many odd thoughts wind through Kimberly-Mays mind, and the unfamiliar pleasure sweeps through her being, a sudden presence makes itself known within her mind, and the same voice that she had heard before says; 'Didn't feel like waiting huh?'

Only seconds later, however, Kimberly-Mays thoughts are wiped clean by a sudden mind-bending wave of pleasure, so powerful that it's almost painful, just as her hand reaches down and begins to mimic the womans movements. Both she, and the slaver, moan aloud, so loud that it can almost certainly be heard by everyone else in the camp. She feels the pressure that had been building within her about to explode, and her body quakes uncontrollably with need.

(Kims about to orgasm.)
 
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(About? Good grief, there's enough foreplay here to give a dead alligator a stiffy.)

Lost in her carnal instincts, foreign thoughts are obliterated by the sheer magnitude of her burning desires. She can only express her desires by continuing to caress and fondle her new lover.
 
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Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

(XD. Its more difficult with virgins when whatever's with them can't grow a penis. Penis growth is convenient that way.)

A wave of pleasure spreads up Kimberly-Mays body as the knot in her belly explodes, and she momentarily blacks out as the sensation overwhelms her completely. When she comes to, a wet stain has spread from her flower, and she can feel that her hand that had been pleasuring her partner was just as wet. The woman was now handling the object she'd picked up earlier, a large tube of polished metal, about two feet long, with rounded heads on either side and dumps running along the length. She had one end of it pressed up against Kims pussy, while she leaned back, the other end pressed against her own womanhood. She seemed to have weather the storm of sensation better than Kim had, and she wondered how many times the slaver woman had done this.
 
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(Yeah. I got nothing. Kimberly-May is in sex pet mode right now.))
 
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Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 39

(Fast forward time is it then?)
 
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(Sure. You took your time with that scene, and I couldn't get Kimberly-May to speed things up cause she had no idea what to do, so it kinda feels like it dragged on. Fade to black...)
 
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Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 19/39

(Fast-forwarding then.)

The woman slid the tip of the tube into Kims flower, and pressed inward, stretching out her virgin walls and tearing her hymen, robbing her of her virginity, even as the other side penetrated into the slavers own womanhood. It hurt slightly, at first, but the pleasure easily overwhelmed it and blocked it form her mind. Artemis bucked inward, moaning lewdly, and Kimberly-Mays own voice soon joined her, and both women bucked into one another until they mutually gained their peaks. The pair continued for almost an hour, Kim being shown heights of pleasure she could never have imagined, until she finally passed out.

When she awoke, hours later, Kimberly-May found herself lying on the cot in the slaver leaders tent, naked but covered by a light sheet. She was alone, and her clothes were sitting on the floor where they'd been discarded. She could hear people bustling about outside, and she figured that the camp was being unpacked. But, why had she been left unguarded? And, as far as she could tell, unrestrained?
 
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Normally when Kimberly-May awoke, it was before sunrise and followed by an application of pure water via a sponge. Since it wasn't morning and she already felt refreshed, Kimberly-May decided to forgo even looking for a bucket of water and sponge, and simply dress quickly. As she set her hood and scapula, it dawned on her that never in her life had felt this happy before.

She was uncertain where she was in the hierarchy of the slavers now. Before she was a prisoner, but now she was unbound as if they expected the restraints to be unneeded, but that didn't explain everything. So she would do the correct thing: Ask, and get corrected. Hopefully being corrected would be no worse than a sever strapping Mother Silvana handed out whenever Kimberly-May asked a question she didn't know the answer to. She half expected the slavers to have beaten her more already, with how violent they looked. Strangely, to Kimberly-May at least, Mother Silvana had been the only one to receive any actual beatings on the way to the camp.

She glanced around the tent, taking note that the instruments and strange furniture didn't scare her as much as before, before exiting the tent with a nearly dopey smile on her face.
 
Re: End of Your Life (the_taken)

Kimberly-Mays Stats: HP = 36, PP = 37, EP = 19/39

Perception: Failure.

As she proceeds to begin putting her clothes on, Kimberly-Nay thinks she hears the sounds of metal clashing against metal, but she writes it off reflexively as something that the slavers were doing, as she'd seen some of them spar with metal weapons on the trip here.

As she exits the tent, she finds herself staring at a scene of absolute carnage. The slavers camp has been torn apart, and the slaves, still tied to their pegs, were all either staring wide eyed toward something that Kimberly-May couldn't see, or totally limp in their bonds. The sound of metal against metal caught her attention once more, and she could tell now that it was coming from the side of the camp that she couldn't see, as it was blocked by the large tent that had housed most of the slavers. Dead bodies, all of them of the slavers that had captured her and her fellow nuns, littered the ground. Not ten feet away was the body of the orc she remembered from the previous night, his body cloven in half, his blood spilling onto the ground. He was, ironically, at the feet of Mother Silvana, who was limp in her bonds, though Kim couldn't tell if she had merely fainted, or had been killed, as she was covered in blood, but had no obvious wounds as far as Kimberly-May could tell.
 
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