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Faylin finds her quick move to kiss Abby is received warmly and in kind - the kiss being returned and Abby's arms wrapping around Fay as the mage leans herself against her captor in a passionate embrace.

As they part, a long strand of saliva connects their wet outstretched tongues for a brief moment before Fay steps back and consents to Abby's order, moving to kneel at the stocks and place her hands and head into the grooves.

Abby slowly and wordlessly walks around to the front of the stocks and gently collects Fay's long hair and clears it away from the back of her neck, before lowering the stocks into place and latching them. Then she kneels down in front of Faylin and lets the hair fall evenly on either side of her before brushing up her fringe and putting a finger under her chin to lift the mage's lips to hers a second time.

The kiss seems to be a wordless show of thanks from the mistress to her new found pet, and it is extremely tender. Abby then takes off her tight leather tank top, and for the first time Faylin notices a small tattoo just above Abby's right breast. From this close a distance she can see that the dark ink - in the shape of stylized rose - hides a brand in the shape of a "T" in its center.

Abby doesn't catch her noticing it and instead moves away with a wiggle in her hips as she walks to the far wall and bends over, showing herself off to Fay as she opens a small chest and takes out what Fay soon recognizes as a large strap on, as well as a light flog with softer looking leather straps than the one Abby had used in battle.

Winking at Fay, Abby returned and then disappeared out of her vision, so that all that she could sense was by hearing and touch. She felt Abby's flog trace along her spine down to her tailbone and ass, and then felt Abby's hand's grab her butt cheeks and spread them.

"You have the cutest little butt, Fay," said Abby as her hands kneaded and massaged it, giving it a few light spanks. "It's just so round and perfect... I want you to know it's mine, so I'm going to mark it a little.~"

With that the hands draw away and Fay receives a few thwaps from the flog, which are heavy and thick, spreading the surface area of the impact and making it hurt less than she thought it might, and tolerable enough to find joy in. Her mistress moaned lewdly with each strike, and sounded like she was getting wet again just by this act alone. The idea of Abby marking her ass made her blush and moisten between her lower lips.

After a few more floggings, she felt Abby's hand on her ass again. "It's nice and pink now... and you're dripping nicely... mmm... I think I'll taste you again."

Fay's body tightened as she felt Abby's mouth grind and gnash against her cunt, and stiffened further as she felt fingers poke into the opening just above where the tongue was licking. Her ass wiggled and she strained to push herself against Abby's mouth.

The licking was brief however, leaving Fay desperate for a release.

"Annh~... you're like ambrosia. Now I just want to fuck you..."

Fay starts as she feels the tip of the ridged and bumpy strap on push against her wet folds. It stays there for a bit, rubbing up and down the surface of her slit, teasing her.

"You want your Mistress to fuck you?" she asks, though she already knows the answer. The large dildo slides in to Faylin's pussy easily, and the mage feels her body begin to strain uselessly against the stocks as Abby fucks her from behind. The feeling of the strap on inside her is amazing - so much different from Geero, harder and longer, though without the heat or throbbing. Still, it is not long before Fay is brought to her climax and cums loudly, coating the strap on and her own thighs in her dripping juices.

Minutes later, Abby unlatches the stocks and takes Fay in her arms.

"You've convinced me," she said with a smile and gives the dark haired girl a kiss. "You'll be with me, my very own pet mage, and I'll cut down anyone who says otherwise."

She grinned and squeezed Faylin close to her.
 
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The kisses were just wonderful for Faylin, she was so far from thinking about escape as she waited in the stocks for Abby to secure her. She'd have never thought of doing anything like this in the real world, the thrill of being so deviant making the experience all the more intense. She almost didn't care if she spent the rest of the game as Abby's plaything at this point, though she might well miss out on so much.

I didn't think I could get this horny... I want to know who programmed this so well. She was distracted for a moment by the tattoo and brand on Abby's chest, though she wasn't given long to wait idly when Abby moved away again.

At any other time the sight of the flog would have scared the young mage, instead she was looking forward to seeing what Abby wanted to do to her. When she was told she was being marked she couldn't help but shiver in anticipation. She hadn't expected to get quite so wet from the the thwaps of the flog though, having to wonder again just how much of this was really her own desires coming to light.

It really didn't matter to her at this point as she felt Abby's lips at her folds, pleasuring her finally. She moaned happily at the intimate attention, no longer trying to keep her voice at a reasonable level. Her ass squirming as she strained against the stocks, wanting so badly to move with the motions. Instead, she settled for pressing back to Abby's mouth as best she could.

She whined when the woman moved away again, her body aching in need, her juices running down her thighs. She wanted more so badly, so when she felt the dildo running along her slit she cried in delight.

"Y-yes I want Mistress Abby to fuck me, please oh please fuck me." She begs, going as still as she can manage to hold herself. Just waiting for the pleasure she knew was coming. It was such a relief when the large toy was finally pushed inside her body, making her cry out in pleasure. It wasn't the same as a real cock but it was oh so good, more than enough to have her crying out in pleasure at each hard thrust.

It wasn't long before Faylin was shuddering in her climax again. Panting heavily as Abby unlatched the stocks, the mage pressed herself hard against the woman, curling into her form after the delightful kiss.

"Abby is so kind," she whispered, giving a playful nip at the woman's neck. "I'll be sure to repay the kindness with my magic... and my body." She smiles, leaning a little heavily on her new 'friend', not having fully recovered from their meeting yet.

Nice variety of choice, I wouldn't have expected the game to go this way when I started. She's really warm though. Even if it was just a game, she was sure she was going to have a lot of fond memories by the time her testing was through.
 
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Abby and Faylin stay holding each other for a long minute as Faylin recovers from the rush of being made into the other's play thing. Abby rocks her a bit and plays idly with her hair.

"Geero won't be happy, but you and I will make it up to him," she said and then left Fay to sit or lie down on the wooden bench nearby to her wand, as the woman stood up an picked up her clothes from the floor, sliding into the impossibly tight leather, stretching it slowly up the length of her long legs until it came into place above her but with a small snap against her flesh. Then she took the leather bra and fit it over her ample chest, its strap strategically placed over the branded tattoo that Fay had noticed before.

Turning, Abby glances down at Fay and puts her hand to her chin, musing as she regards the mage's nude form, flush and perspiring.

"You're a bit of a mystery, aren't you my pet? You don't bear the marks of someone thrown into this place. And you don't bear the telltale signs of a girl who grew up in the Old City." At this she smirks, as if some joke should have been obvious to Fay that wasn't yet. "Being a magic user, I'd have pegged you for being one of those pesky believers from the church, but as repressed as those girls are, there's no way they'd be as kinky or as smart mouthed as you.... so... that means that you must have come to the Old City by your own methods."

Abby shrugs. "I don't know why you'd do something like that, but I'm not complaining that you did. Who knows, maybe you were just curious? But now that you're with me, we'll need to take you to the Spiral."

She taps her scalp, indicating the spiral tattoo on her head just as Jerry had done earlier that night. "It's the only way the Unders'll let you go about your business and not take you for their own purposes. Ugh, I hated having to give up my hair... maybe they'll make an exception for you being a mage and all."

Abby rubs Fay on her shoulder encouragingly. "Don't worry though, your Abby will stay with you. Hmm, I can even give you some new clothes. Would you like that?"
 
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Faylin was just happy to have a moment of respite, some time to just relax and not have to worry about what might be happening to her. When she was released so Abby could dress, she curled up on the bench, her feet towards her wand. She couldn't help but smile as she watched Abby dress, always having been a generally good girl, she couldn't help but be giddy about the prospects of what they might be getting up too.

"Mmm... curiosity got the kitten all tied up and used. The kitten wasn't complaining though," she found herself giggling, surprised that she'd be able to take this all so lightly. She considered inquiring more about the mark on Abby's chest, but given that she covered it, she decided better of it. She listened to what Abby had to say, moving a hand to brush through her hair as she was told she might loose it. Hopefully that wouldn't be the case, she didn't think she could pull off the punk hair so well.

"Clothes would be nice, wouldn't want others seeing what's for Abby to see," the young mage smiled, working her self up to something of a sitting position. "I'm sure you can teach me what I need to know about the city... and probably more besides."

So I wonder what happens to girls they sell... I know this is just a game but... Moral dilemmas seemed like they'd be pretty rife in this game. She'd hardly expected to care for her attackers at all, but Abby seemed to genuinely want to keep her safe. Perhaps not for the best reasons but it was certainly more than she was used to seeing from a game. Perhaps she'd need to stop thinking of this as a game, she doubted that excuse would make her feel any better when faced with the possibility of doing to others what had happened to her.
 
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Abby smiles.

"Clothes happen to be one of my specialties. Workable materials are a rare commodity in the Old City, but I happen to know some people... both on the outside and some connections below the streets."

Motioning for Faylin to follow her, Abby walked up the steps of the 'dungeon' and opened the door. Up the stairs Faylin saw a long hallway with many doors that reminded her of a school dormitory. Abby chose the second door on the left from where they were, and revealed a small room, containing within it a small mattress, a bowl and a pitcher on a small table, a desk with a quill and a tiny vial of ink and some blank papers, and finally a large plain wardrobe.

To this last bit of furniture, Abby led Fay and opening it wide, revealed a modest selection of about a dozen or so outfits, each more unusual an flirtatious than the last. They were all in a way revealing, and entirely made up of black or dark brown leather that matched the "look" Abby seemed to appreciate for herself.

"I design all my own outfits... something to keep my mind occupied while I'm not out working or fighting off some zealots from the church," Abby winked at Fay and then perused her own collection.

"You're not far from my size... hmmm, perhaps *this* one would suit you..."

Abby removed a set of clothes that hung from a collection of wires and held it up for Fay to see. It was all in black. The bottom part of the outfit appeared to be not much more than tight leather hot pants, and the top was a bra that looped around the back of the neck an had a slit to reveal any cleavage she had. The only thing that really covered anything up was a sleeveless coat with a high collar and a twin-tail that went down almost to her heels, but only connected in the front by a single broach at the neck. To complete the look were a pair of soft leather boots that strapped up to just under her knees.

"The coat makes the look I think... I never really had the right presence for it, but a mage like you might really fill it out. You'd really drop some jaws wearing it that's for certain..."

She held the clothes out to Faylin.
 
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Faylin follows along, deciding to leave her wand for the time being. If Geero finished whatever he was doing any time soon and came out to find them both and the wand missing he'd probably assume she had bolted. Probably best he didn't think that, he didn't seem like he was going to like the idea of her being around anyway.

It was a little strange to see that they apparently had rooms here too, she had pretty much expected his place to simply be some sort of slaving den. Though by all rights it still probably was, she just didn't think it was more than a drop off point. The room she was lead to wasn't exactly stunning, not that she had expected too much considering the state of the city. She couldn't really blame Abby for wanting to make things in a situation like this. When she saw the clothes though, especially what was offered to her she couldn't help but blush.

"If you think they'd work, I can try them on. If your jaw is going to be on the floor all the time though..." she trails off on the tease, looking over the clothes a little more closely. They weren't bad as such, and given that clothing was apparently hard to come by she doubted she'd be getting anything else offered. The coat alone was probably a huge investment.

I'd die if I had to wear something like this back home. I know Abby seems to reckon I can pull it off but this is Abby. Then again... what is worse, trying on a striperiffic outfit or letting a girl lock you up and have her way with you. It was seeming less and less likely she was going to come out of this 'test' without having explored far more than she'd ever thought of.

Deciding that worrying about stuff like that wasn't going to get her anywhere right now, she took the offered clothes with a smile and set about dressing herself. Being sure to stretch and move as she dressed, showing off to Abby some more. When she had the clothes on she gave a playful twirl for the women.

"Soooooooo?" She asks, looking over herself as well, still blushing a little at the sight of how much skin she was showing. If she could keep her hair and actually get good with her wand, she might end up being fairly bad-ass at this rate though.
 
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Abby sat on the stool near the desk and crossed her legs, her eyes alight as she enjoyed Faylin's impromptu show.

As she pulled the tight fitting clothes on, she was amazed at how perfectly the clothes seemed to be made for her. It was too uncanny to be mere coincidence, and she felt the game world must have had an intent when generating this outfit. There was just no way Abby could have made something like these that would fit her so closely without having taken her measurements.

Spinning around for her an striking a teasing pose, Fay showed off the look in front of Abby.

"You're so hot you could melt a fire dragon," Abby grinned, exaggerating perhaps a little, but as Fay spun around again and caught a look of herself in a mirror on the inside of the wardrobe door, there was no denying that she looked like some kind of leather fetishist sex queen. And with a wand or a few bolts of lighting coming out of her hands, she'd be damn close to looking like one of those evil sexy fantasy sorceresses she'd seen in a bunch of video games.

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Faylin has equipped a Sexy Leather Gear outfit. This game-defined suit will give humans or demi-humans who would be naturally attracted to Faylin a -4 to their initial attack against her due to distraction.
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Walking over to her, Abby put a hand at the side of Fay's head and another on her waist. "Definitely a candidate for the Spiral," she said and then kissed her again on the lips while stroking her cheek and feeling up her body over the new clothes.

For her part, Fay had to admit that the feel of the leather garments tight against her felt new and exciting, and not altogether bad.

When the kiss fell away again, Abby took Fay by the hand and led her back to the original dungeon room. Handing Fay back her wand, Abby told her they should sit and wait for Geero who should be returning very soon. In the meantime, Abby said she was happy to chat with her new pet, or answer any questions, or just have some more fun until Geero came back.
 
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Faylin leaned into the kiss, letting her own hands wander a little over Abby's sides. The other woman's compliment was enough to give her the confidence to try this outfit without worrying about it every five seconds. It was a little funny how even being reassured here made her feel a lot better about everything.

When they parted again she followed Abby back down to the dungeon, amused that she would be doing so willingly after being dragged here. She stuffed the wand into whatever pocket she might have, if indeed she had any, otherwise she'd leave it at her side for now. It did still need to get cleaned sometime.

"Could you give me a little run down of the church and what you guys do? I'd just like to know where I'm at." She smiles, placing a hand on Abby's leg to idly stroke her thigh.
 
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"I guess I do owe you an explanation," Abby said as she stroked Faylin's hair absent mindedly.

"The first thing you should know, is that the Old City is walled off from the outside world. Once you're in here, you don't get out. If you weren't born here or traveled here on purpose like those crazy Sisters of the Goddess, then odds are you were put here by someone who didn't like you very much. The lords of the New City, also known as Dwimoran, use this place like a prison to put rivals, dissidents, and normal criminals in so that they can be rid of any who challenge their rule."

Abby sounded very bitter when she spoke of the Dwimoran lords, but she continued on quickly.

"I don't really know all the details... but the Old City's been this way for generations, ever since the monsters came up from under the deep sewers. There's a great under empire beneath this place that goes miles and miles into the earth, and somewhere down there is the Great Queen of the Deep, and it's her and her minions that really control life around here. Me and Geero, and maybe you if you make it through the initiation, we're all servants of her servants, but really we're just looking out for ourselves. The monsters of the under empire need to be sated, and we can earn privileges from the masters below if we sell some inmates to them for whatever it is that they do. It may seem cruel, but this isn't an easy place to live, and you can either be a slave or a slaver. At least the later choice lets you continue to be free and plan for a change."

Abby sighed. "And there is a plan... but it's not exactly going forward as fast as I'd like it..."

For a time after that, Abby simply stroked Fay's hair in contemplative silence, before suddenly continuing.

"Anyway, the church, and the sisterhood of priestesses who dwell there, they don't understand the realities of life in the Old City. They fight against the monsters with their holy spells, coming to the Old City with no ability to escape it, treating it as their holy quest to spend their lives cleansing the city. Paladins and clerics, but all of them zealots... they hate us and attack us on site, calling us heretics for simply doing what we had to survive. And so we fight them night by night. If they weren't so damned haughty and holier than thou, I might agree with some of what they say, but as far as they're concerned I've already passed into damnation. They don't deal with 'criminals' and 'whores' and other colorful names that they've called me over the short time I've been here."

Abby shrugged and looked at Fay to see her reaction to this new information.
 
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Fay' listens intently to the information, giving a little nod now and then as she leaned into the hand in her hair. It was certainly nice to know what was going on around here, and it didn't seem like heading to the church would have done her too much good in the long run. She might be a little biased given her current company though.

"I guess I didn't choose the best place to wind up then, though the company more than makes up for it," Faylin smiles. She brings her hand up to stroke along Abby's cheek, wondering quite what she'd been thrown in here for. Not that it really mattered at this point.

"The initiation is going to be fun isn't it," the young mage states as she leans in closer to Abby, kissing her lips briefly before moving up to her ear.

"Fay' will do what she can for her Abby, you'll just have to fill me in sometime. I trust you though," She whispers to the woman, giving her ear a playful nip before pulling back. It didn't seem like a good idea to discuss that part further given where they were.

"I'll be sure to steer clear of the religious types then. They don't sound helpful at all," she adds assuming that she'll be under the same persecution soon enough. She wasn't super sure about the serving the Deep Queen or whatever, but given her choices she'd find out far more this was she suspected.

I guess that'd be my endgame, I wonder how long these sessions are supposed to last? Either way I won't be up to taking on the queen of the monsters if I can't even beat two slavers. She smiles some at the thought, quite happy that she hadn't managed to so much as singe the pair right now. Maybe they were plot characters or something? Or perhaps it was simply the game adapting to the situation. She promptly scolded herself for slipping back into analysing the game too much, as fascinating as it was.
 
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Abby giggles and fondles Fay's breasts through her clothes, when suddenly the sound of a door opening upstairs is heard and followed swiftly by the sound of footsteps on stone and floorboard.

The steps hasten a little, and arrive quickly at the open dungeon door above. Geero quickly hops into view, his club at the ready.

"Abby? The door was open and I --" the man stops when he sees Fay sitting comfortably in Abby's lap, wearing her tight leather outfit and being obviously unbound and in possession of her wand. "What's going on here?"

Geero looks quickly at his female counterpart, his brows furrowed and a look of confusion crossing his face.

"I've decided we're keeping her. Her name is Fay, and she's going to be my pet mage," Abby said, matter of factly.

To this Geero crossed his arms, the look of confusion turning into one of mild annoyance. "Oh, you've decided this have you? Going to be your pet, is she? Because you were the only one who had a role in bringing her in, yeah?"

Abby sighed and went back to stroking Fay's hair. "I told you he'd be like this," she half whispered to Faylin, but loudly enough so that Geero could hear what she said.

"Yeah, you're damn right I'll be like this. What the hell am I doing then, risking running into a bright patrol on the streets and haggling to make us a deal with the Unders? Told 'em she was a mage, I did - do you know what they're willing to give for one of them? Hmm?"

Abby didn't look at him, her eyes still staring playfully at her pet.

"A sigil of the Web!" Geero said, as though such a phrase meant something of high importance. And it was clear by the sudden widening of Abby's eyes that it did, at least to her. But she quickly hid her shock.

"If mages are that important to them, then I'm certainly not giving her up that easy," Abby said, and hugged Fay tight to her.

Geero scowled. "What a little seductress you are," his words were now directed at Faylin. "Talking big until you're at our mercy and then pliable to her every desire... you've read my Abby like a book, haven't you? Got your wand back and clothes and everything." His eyes were suspicious.

"Geero!" Abby snapped at him. "Don't be jealous. It's not like you're being pushed out of my bed... all I'm saying is that we should make some room for this one. I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping me take care of your needs." Her fierce voice melted into a sultry coo. "Go on Fay, show Geero you're with us. Your mistress wants you to convince him."

She gave Faylin a little nudge in Geero's direction.
 
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Faylin stayed quiet for much of the exchange between the two. She didn't expect she could say anything to convince Geero that she was actually interested in helping Abby out. Sure it was getting her out of getting sold as well, but she could have bolted at any time if she had really wanted too. She leaned into Abby's touches, shrinking against the woman for show more than out of fear.

She does however make note of Abby's shock at what they were offered for her, tensing a little in case she decides to change her mind. She doesn't thankfully, though the mage now knows that she's being kept in place of something important. At the nudges though she had to smile, wondering how long the man would keep up his complaints. She gives Abby a gentle squeeze before standing and crossing the room.

"With a change of clothes and my wand... I could have left any time couldn't I?" The young mage states rather simply as she brings a hand up, placing a finger at Geero's lips. "I understand that you're taking a loss if you keep me... but wouldn't having a mage be more useful in the long run? I mean I could help you catch more girls, maybe even some of those church mages." As she speaks she lets the finger trail from his lip, along his cheek and down his neck.

"I'm sure if nothing else, Mistress Abby will share..." she trails off in a soothing tone. Her finger sliding down his chest as she drops slowly to her knees before him. Having Abby watching gives her the confidence to quickly remove the obstacles in her way, her fingers soon gliding over Geero's shaft, coaxing it to arousal.
 
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Geero grunts but says nothing as Faylin brings a finger to his lips to shush him. As she speaks the suspicion does not lessen in his eyes, but she sees his will failing him. When she sinks down to her knees, the tight leather squeezing against her as she stooped, she noticed his eyes soften and stare longingly at her body.

She undid the fastening around his cod piece and let it fall to the side to reveal him as almost fully erect, his shaft swelling as he looked on her with anticipation.

"Even... even if, hnnh..." he begins to mutter as she grasps his cock in her smooth hands. "Even if you do end up helping us... what we could get if we sold you is central to our goals. You've no idea what the sigil means."

"She doesn't need to," Abby said from behind Faylin. "After she walks the Spiral, she'll be one of us, and maybe they'll still want us for the Web."

"It's... hah... it's risk. You know completing the spiral is no sure thing. We both had powerful sponsors to guide us through. She'll just have you - no offense, love."

Abby's response was chilled. "None taken... love."

Faylin's strokes brought Geero's shaft up to full height. It was admirable, Faylin found herself admitting as she stared at it. Easily large enough to fill her, as she well remembered. It might be nice to have him take her willingly from start to finish, she thought, as she listened to the two talk amongst each other.
 
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Moving in the tight outfit was certainly different to what she was used to. The tight material around her only helping to arouse her some as she knelt before the man. He didn't seem to be protesting as much, at least not to her directly to her. She was curious about what the pair might be giving up for her, but Abby didn't want her to know. She would assume that was so she wouldn't feel bad about being a set back.

Her hands continue to move over Geero's shaft until he is good and hard. She spends a little time playing with him, getting familiar with the size and shape. She'd not had a really good look the first time. She leans in a little closer, running her warm tongue over his sensitive flesh. She licked from the base to the tip, swirling her small tongue over the head of his cock, teasing to find the most sensitive parts.

"I will pass. I won't let Abby down," she states firmly as she pulls back from his cock for a moment. Bringing a hand up to play with his balls, she smiles up to him before parting her wet lips and engulfing the first two inches of his shaft in her warm mouth. Sucking and licking over him, she would waste little time in working herself deeper on his warm flesh. Soon bobbing her head back and forth on his shaft, her tongue swirling around what she could reach between her lips.

With every few motions she'd work herself deeper still, eventually starting to take him into her throat, savouring his size. She knew she could take him all the way so that's what she worked towards. It was a fair bit different to do it for herself but all she had to do was think of getting to stay with Abby and it was easy to suppress her urges to gag. With a bit of work she was gliding from his tip to the base of his cock, holding him in her throat for as long as she could hold her breath. As she worked she couldn't help but move a hand to massage one of her breasts through the tight leather she was wearing. The act of sucking Geero off getting her very aroused. Maybe he'd want more convincing.
 
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Geero's body begins to tense as Fay works her way slowly and efficiently down the length of his shaft, her agile and flexible tongue darting and swirling along the taut flesh, following the ridge of the major vein at his base while her lips closed tightly around him, taking in more and more until eventually she was kissing his pelvis. Her free hand cupped and gently stroked his balls, and time and again, Geero shuddered and she felt his resistance weakening under her power. In the middle of surrounding his entirety within her mouth and throat, Fay mused happily on how much power she exerted over her would-be captor in this moment. His face was drawn tight with sexual pleasure, unable and unwilling to do anything to stop her.

With a slow, suckling wet withdrawal, she let his throbbing cock get some air with a loud, sloppy *pop* and her fingers cupping his balls began to stretch back and rub against his taint, causing him to groan helplessly.

"By the gods... what have you been teaching her Abby?" he breathed hoarsely and then winced again as she took him suddenly in her mouth again at a faster pace.

"Ahhh.... hnnnh... ahhh gods..." he placed a hand on her bobbing head, but quickly lost the desire to attempt to control her and let it slide along her hair before dropping back to his side. "I... if you keep this up... I'll..."

A whisper from Abby close by reaches Faylin's ears, as apparently her mistress had decided to get a closer view. "He likes a finger in his asshole, makes him lose it every time." A light flutter of laughter came from her then as Abby put a hand on Fay's butt and squeezed it.
 
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Faylin was finding having Geero slipping under her control a thrilling experience. Despite what she was doing, or maybe because of it, there was something so delicious about watching his will to resist her fade so easily. It briefly crossed her mind that it might have been the same feeling they had gotten watching her give to them during their previous encounter. The appeal was easy to see, even if she wasn't sure she could force a stranger into anything still, computer program or not.

I think too much. Fay giggled a little to herself, keeping up her motions on Geero until Abby leaned in to whisper in her ear. Deciding to take the advice, Fay slide back off the shaft she was servicing, taking only enough time to suck on a pair of her fingers. Once they were nicely coated in her saliva, she returned to Geero's cock, though this time only taking a few inches into her mouth, letting her tongue do most of the work.

She ran her dry fingers over his thighs as they moved back. She teasingly pressed a finger up between Geero's rear cheeks, giving him only a moment to realise what's coming before she presses more firmly. She moved a little slowly, not sure how much force to use here but soon enough she slid the saliva covered digit into his ass, giving it the slightest of wiggles. She wouldn't stop him from doing anything to her head, but if she was left alone she would stay where she was, licking over his cock. She wanted to taste him again, and this time she was a little more prepared.
 
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As Faylin slid her digit inside Geero's very tight asshole, she felt his entire body go rigid, and the pucker seemed to squeeze at her finger, so that she hand to wiggle it in a circular motion to go in further. His body seemed to spasm and the cock inside her mouth throbbed and moved on its own.

"Nnnggghhh..." he made a grunting sound through clenched teeth. "That- that's not... don't do that, I'll..."

Ignoring him and following Abby's suggestion, she wiggled the finger in deeper and then crooked it, massaging Geero's prostate through the walls of his asshole.

"Yeah... I know that face," Abby smiled and then ran her tongue along the length of the shaft that Faylin had left uncovered, licking it wetly, then brushing against Fay's own pursed lips before moving lower and taking one of Geero's balls into her mouth with a wet suckling sound.

"He won't last much longer," she murmured.

Geero's sounds began to get louder and more frequent, now that the two women were double teaming him. His hands clenched and flexed at his side, until finally he thrust his head back and grabbed hold of the base of his cock, beginning to jerk it frantically.

"Ah, I'm cumming... here I come..."

Abby shuffled in and placed her face alongside Fay's. "You take the first load and then share the rest," she said to her, before opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue so that it touched the tip of Geero's swelling cock as well as crossing under Fay's own tongue.

Moments later, Geero's jerking motions produced a final wince and pleasured grunt, and then a large jet of thick sperm shot out onto Faylin's tongue and teeth, followed quickly be a second spurt, slightly higher, that hit her lip and spread across her cheek, then adjusting his aim, he aimed his third shot onto Abby's tongue, resting his head there and jerking as he pumped the next three spurts into a pool on her tongue, then he aimed back at Faylin and put a couple more warm spots of cum onto her now very white tongue.

Once it appeared that no more loads were quickly coming, Abby moved in to take Geero's cock into her mouth and sucked and slurped greedily, bobbing her head and then withdrawing slowly with a sloppy sucking pop, leaving a trail of cum between his cock and her tongue. Then Abby, using a hand to pull Fay close, began to press her cum-covered tongue against her own, as they swapped the loads of white fluid between each other with Geero's head nestled in between their mouths, getting cleaned and dirtied over and over again as the mistress and pet traded licks together.

Eventually, Abby swallowed her share of the cum and then licked the excess off of Fay's cheek, swallowing that greedily too.

Finally, looking back up to Geero, who was now looking fatigued and overwhelmed, she crooked an eyebrow and said "Well?"

"Mm... I suppose she could be good to keep around," he muttered softly, defeated.
 
Re: Faylin (Farren)

Faylin was more than happy to follow along with Abby's suggestions, enjoying herself immensely as she worked on making Geero want to keep her around. The whole thing was only made more enjoyable as Abby joined in, Faylin having to giggle a bit at just how helpless the big bad slaver was to their assault.

When they finally drove Geero to climax she followed her instructions once again, tasting his cum on her tongue and doing her best to to swallow any until Abby pulled her in close. She leaned in happily, kissing the woman back and trading the sticky liquid with her, flicking her tongue over the head of the man's shaft as it lay between them. When it seemed they were done she swallowed down her share of the cum before leaning into Abby, nuzzling against her and smiling sweetly up at Geero.

Considering what she had done she was remarkably giddy, letting a hand run along Abby's thigh as she rested for a moment. The day had been fairly long and full of activity, though hopefully she'd get the time to rest soon. Still it had been enlightening, towards both the game world and her own personality. Well perhaps the latter one, she'd have to ask someone how much liberty the game takes to keep things fun.

She decided it best to wait and see what the pair had planned now. Not knowing just how soon she would need to be tested or anything else.
 
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Geero pulled his codpiece back into place over his manhood and restrapped his overalls onto his shoulders. Suddenly his eyes went wide.

"Oh damn," he muttered. "I brought the buyer back with me. He's waiting upstairs and he won't be happy if I tell him the deal's off. Under's like him despise coming up to street level, but when I told him I'd got a mage for sale, he demanded to see her at once."

"And is he the one promising the sigil?" Abby asked Geero hesitantly, apprehension dawning on her face.

"Yes. He bears the sigil on his left arm, and he's got a nasty looking rod on him. If I had to bet on it, I'd say he's a Web Mage."

Abby cursed beneath her breath, then looking over at Faylin, her eyes gleamed fiercely. "He can't have her Geero. He just can't."

Geero looked at Faylin as well, his eyes softening towards her where once there was only suspicion. It seemed she had melted her way into his heart as well.

"Okay. But it means we'll have to get rid of him. We could blame it on the paladins from the church, no one else needs to know. But he'll be tough. Fay, will you help us fight him? It could be very bad for all three of us if we're not successful."

Abby looked at Fay and nodded in agreement with Geero. "We want you to be ours, Fay, but it means sticking together against anyone else. Just the three of us, together."
 
Re: Faylin (Farren)

Faylin listened, noting how worried they seemed to be about the buyer. Again she had to smile a little at how fiercely Abby wanted to keep her, despite having been given more than enough reasons to let go of her by now.

"Of course I'll help, you've both given me a chance at personal cost. I couldn't just sit by and leave you to it," she smiles, casting her gaze between the two of them.

"If it'd help you could tie me up again, use the element of surprise. I can cast a little without my wand," she offers, not sure how the two wanted to approach things.

"Or we could just go and kick the door in and fry him." Sometimes the simpler ways worked the best. Besides three against one were good odds, and if the guy wasn't expecting a fight all the better.

I just hope to hell I can hit something this time.
 
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