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Re: Pheonix's Thread (Pheonix Alugere)
If one were to ask Nest what her favorite thing about newcomers like Pheonix was, it would be that they were so impatient and wanted so much at once. women like Ozen knew that they had... who knew, the rest of their lives? A few weeks, at the very least, to enjoy what they would about the Burrows. Pheonix would have time enough to try whatever pleasure suited her fancy. In the meantime, the cavern patron was happy to overload the woman with more stimulation than she could easily handle. Humans were so easy to pop.
The tendrils that held onto Pheonix were relatively firm, allowing her buck her hips to some extent, to take the thick shaft of the tentacle that was penetrating deeply into her cunt and ride its length as best as she was able to. The tendril that had been pressing up against Pheonix's behind felt as though it had been soaked with lubricant of some kind, as well, for as the woman's hips rocked back, the tendril slipped in, immediately leaving the redhead with the sensation of being filled from both sides. She could even feel the two tendrils gliding against one another between the skin that separated the two orifices... it was enough to make anyone as wet as she was now!
The tendril that occupied her mouth, on the other hand, did its best to keep her preoccupied. It throbbed under her attention, leaking more of the odd tasting fluid that she was lapping at so attentively. While the rest of Nest's appendages glided over her body, maintaining a firm grip on the woman and caressing her, the one in her mouth begged for more sucking, more lapping, more of what she was already doing as it explored her mouth and even her throat more thoroughly.
All of this... being nestled up against a pit of tentacles, getting fucked so thoroughly in tandem in so many different places... it was more than Pheonix could stand. As her hips began to move more frantically, Nest clamped her hold on the woman's leg and torso tight so that when Pheonix came, she was able to bear down on both tentacles as hard as she liked, for as long as she liked... and it probably felt like minutes to the redhead as wet dripped from her preoccupied petals to Nest's body. It was exhausting, enough to leave the woman drooping bonelessly in the daemon's many arms... but Nest wasn't done with the human yet.
Her test was simple: if Pheonix could stand to be bound by the daemon until Nest had satisfied herself, the woman was welcome to stay within the cavern for however long she liked. If she put on a struggle and made a nuisance of herself to the point where Nest was forced to stop, the woman would be ejected without further thought. Luckily, the daemon had been enjoying the way that Pheonix moved, both in pleasuring the tendril in her mouth, and in sating herself on the tentacles that were still coaxing pleasurable sensations from both cunt and ass. Shivers rippled through the daemon's length, causing the tendrils that were holding Pheonix down to twitch a little.
Pheonix's Pleasure: 32/27 (New status: Fatigued - -2 to all stats for the next 4 turns. Pleasure gain is halved.)
Nest's Pleasure: 17/30
If one were to ask Nest what her favorite thing about newcomers like Pheonix was, it would be that they were so impatient and wanted so much at once. women like Ozen knew that they had... who knew, the rest of their lives? A few weeks, at the very least, to enjoy what they would about the Burrows. Pheonix would have time enough to try whatever pleasure suited her fancy. In the meantime, the cavern patron was happy to overload the woman with more stimulation than she could easily handle. Humans were so easy to pop.
The tendrils that held onto Pheonix were relatively firm, allowing her buck her hips to some extent, to take the thick shaft of the tentacle that was penetrating deeply into her cunt and ride its length as best as she was able to. The tendril that had been pressing up against Pheonix's behind felt as though it had been soaked with lubricant of some kind, as well, for as the woman's hips rocked back, the tendril slipped in, immediately leaving the redhead with the sensation of being filled from both sides. She could even feel the two tendrils gliding against one another between the skin that separated the two orifices... it was enough to make anyone as wet as she was now!
The tendril that occupied her mouth, on the other hand, did its best to keep her preoccupied. It throbbed under her attention, leaking more of the odd tasting fluid that she was lapping at so attentively. While the rest of Nest's appendages glided over her body, maintaining a firm grip on the woman and caressing her, the one in her mouth begged for more sucking, more lapping, more of what she was already doing as it explored her mouth and even her throat more thoroughly.
All of this... being nestled up against a pit of tentacles, getting fucked so thoroughly in tandem in so many different places... it was more than Pheonix could stand. As her hips began to move more frantically, Nest clamped her hold on the woman's leg and torso tight so that when Pheonix came, she was able to bear down on both tentacles as hard as she liked, for as long as she liked... and it probably felt like minutes to the redhead as wet dripped from her preoccupied petals to Nest's body. It was exhausting, enough to leave the woman drooping bonelessly in the daemon's many arms... but Nest wasn't done with the human yet.
Her test was simple: if Pheonix could stand to be bound by the daemon until Nest had satisfied herself, the woman was welcome to stay within the cavern for however long she liked. If she put on a struggle and made a nuisance of herself to the point where Nest was forced to stop, the woman would be ejected without further thought. Luckily, the daemon had been enjoying the way that Pheonix moved, both in pleasuring the tendril in her mouth, and in sating herself on the tentacles that were still coaxing pleasurable sensations from both cunt and ass. Shivers rippled through the daemon's length, causing the tendrils that were holding Pheonix down to twitch a little.
Pheonix's Pleasure: 32/27 (New status: Fatigued - -2 to all stats for the next 4 turns. Pleasure gain is halved.)
Nest's Pleasure: 17/30