Summoned!

[Pervy]

"N.. no.." Cyra denied, emberassedly. "I.. I'm not.. a.. and no one said there was a permission on the mimic!" she blush-complained, gulping at the lewd suggestions the cultist had for her. She was just lying.. uh.. tricking her and manipulating her with devilish poisoned words.. she would not let this evil seductress turn her into a pervert...

Although, considering how much she was moaning softly .. "N.. no.. I'm not a perverted slut like this momo-girl or something.. I.. haah.. I'm not getting off on any of this!" she insisted, gasping.. and rocking with the mimics thrusting.. her sex not resisting at all, letting the lewd creature slither as deep into her as it pleased as she moaned out again, her tongue slightly hanging out. No.. she was definitly not imagining the mercenaries lewd punishments, bending her to their hellish machinations by nurturing her perversions and feeding her their twisted, exquisite pleasures. .. she thought back to the girl that greeted her, made her strip all nude and exposed, like all lower ranking ones here were... there was a darkly enticing security about knowing ones place like this...

She gasped, softly. part of her wanted to encourage Clarice, to give her some punishment, teach her discipline and... "Hjamnn... yes!" Cyra moaned out, body tensing, before relaxing, in guilty-pleasure climax under the lewd mimic.

 

[Aenon]

"Of course you are..."Clarice smirked, looking down on Cyra. Her position on the couch's arm helped establish her dominace over the helpless Cyra...

"I am sure you would love to wear a truth collar...yes we do have those, for lying girls like you." she chuckled "And then I will take you in front of everyone...and ask you some really embarrassing questions."

"Maybe I should ask you if you would like someone to fuck you in front of everyone...or maybe you would secretly prefer everyone to join...?" she pondered

"Or I could have you rate everyone's cock, based on how much you would love to serve them....serve them like the slut you don't want to admit you are. Or maybe..." paused for a moment, giving a questioning look at Cyra's shaking body "...or maybe you would enjoy even more perverted things? Maybe you secretly crave to get bred by animals? You would have loved to lose to Momo, wouldn't you?" she chuckled.

"What do you say...should we take you for some questioning? There is nothing to fear if I am wrong...is there? There is no way you would be that kind pervert...is there?"

 

[Pervy]

Cyra blushed a bit more in protest, blushing biting her lips.. Hey, YOU try and not have naughty ideas whilest being tentacle-fucked! Wait what was that about truth collars? That was hot-bad...

She didn't respond to Clarice at first, although her squirming intensified a bit more at those suggestions, mieep-moaning softly at the devilish ideas.. and finally moaning deeply with the.. cock-rating suggestion.
She thought back to fighting the fox, and about the beasties, squirming under the attention of the lewd tentacles.. "L.. aah. listen,.. everyone has.. fantasies..." She mused, looking up. Getting truth-collared would be bad in case some joker asked her her real opinion of devils, so she had to .. play along now, yes..

"A.. and anyway.. you are the perverts that have stables for breeding animals! I bet that's how you broke a cute girl like this poor Momo, I bet this is what you haah.. filthy perverts do.. First you have girls joining you at a low rank, then you introduce them to your strong, but wild and tamed beasts, all sorts of animals of course, hmnn.. strong and virile, loyal, of course, so they learn their place, nicely locked in place on all fours, if need be, teaching them what filthy animal-sluts they are, oooh.. making them believe that they get to feel good because they are loyal and accept even those filthy acts for the approval of their superiors, after all, who else is going to accept such a pervert after they've been bred a few times by your creatures,... " She moaned, rocking her hips stronger against the mimic now, actively pleasuring herself against it, fucking it rather than just lying back at her.. imagination... yes.

"So .. uh.. hah.. errr.. you got no right to call me a pervert just because I have a few silly ideas!" She clarified, after her.. detailed ideas.

 

[Aenon]

"But all those fantasies can easily come true..." she offered. It was true...just by staying here a few days, and by playing along, Cyra could try out those perverted fantasies of her...it wasn't like she was in a hurry, right?

"Your fantasy is awefully specific...you also crave for being treated like Momo?" she pondered.

"Maybe you sympathize with her, because you crave the same things? Or maybe...you are jealous of her? You are mistaken however...we didn't break her...we are just playing along with her. She was the one who sold herself as a slave."

"You can easily have a taste...just nod your head, and we could head next door...and have you receive some animal training. We still have enough time."

"What do you say...do you dare to accept your fantasies...or you want to lie about it?" she gave a malevolent smile. Surely if she declined, she wouldn't do the truth collar thing, would she? Or maybe she would...or it was a bluff? Something about this choice that was forced on her, felt so arousing...was it the prospect of getting animals to fuck her...or the risk of her getting humiliated in front of everyone...and getting forced to admit....that maybe she was a pervert....?

 

[Pervy]

"I was ah.. just theorizing.." The definitly just here undercover-agent style Cyra swiftly clarified, avoiding eye-contact once more when anyone addressed her.. cravings. "I.. I'm not jealous of the broken slave.. and why would you sell yourself?" She huffed, before hesitating with the lewd offer.. just nod her head and head next door...

She bit her lips a little.. just what would animal training be? Well.. unless Love wandered in her, none would know about it.. and Momo propably wouldn't know or tell or Judge.. plus the animal training would most certainly stop any.. suspicions. And what if she denied the cult-dominatrix? The truth-collar idea was.. oddly arousing as well. Could she risk that.. being exposed like this..

Bah. Truth collars were propably just a psychological trick anyway.. right? She was not gonna get tricked by the devilish cult and their lewdness, and exposed before them.. made to appreciate and lick and humiliate herself before these cultists like an eager slut and..

She shook her head, determinedly. "I have some lewd fantasies, but thats entirely normal. I'm not a slut or whatever you..ah.. think. Do your silly questioning, if you want to." She huffed. She was a proud, holy warrior.. she was kinda sure of that. She was just.. emberassed and distracted by the devilish bondage cultists here, just like she'd been earlier at the guardhouse. She did not get off on losing control.. not much!

 

[Aenon]

"Hmm... you are looking forward to admitting in front of everyone what a pervert you were...to beg them for your just punishment for looking down at them...aren't you."

"Yes, that's what you are after. Playing the bad girl, to earn some punishments, aren't you. That's the wrong mentality, dear." she slapped the couch, making the tentacles suddenly react plunging deeper into Cyra!

"The proper way to do it, would be to beg me to help you make your fantasy come true. I can give you both the animal training, and the embarrassment you crave for...but you will have to admit it and beg for it. Only then you will be rewarded." she explained, as the mimic started shooting fluids inside Cyra!

 

[Pervy]

"N-no I'm not!" Cyra huffed. why did it still feel so tingly in a dark part of her though? "I am not playing the bad giaaaaah..." Cyra gasped, her eyes widening with the tentacles slither-thrusting into her more.. insistantly, forcing her to remain laying there in a rather exposed position with the things taking her lewdly.

"Oaaah.. hmn..." She gasp-moaned under the mimics lewd assault on her, her body rocking up against it... what was this lewd cult-mistress saying.. beg to be humiliated? She could have both... Cyra gasped and writhed, briefly pondering this.. no.. no she couldn't, .. could she? Why would she.. just because it was a hot fantasy? This wasn't a reward, that was just some twisted.. fantasy stuff! "Oahmn.. yes.. Li.. listen.. haah..." She exhaled. She really had to calm down after all the lewd mimic-fucking. "I'm not playing anything to get punishments..." She insisted, slowly trying to wiggle away from the mimic-couch... albeit not with too much force and effort put into either that, or her words...

 

[Aenon]

"Sure, suit yourself. You will keep thinking of it, until you come begging...the seed of curiosity is already inside you, and it is growing."

"You will be secretly having those thoughts...those thoughts about getting used by wild and tamed animals, getting bred by them, in a way not really fit for a human. You will keep thinking of them fucking you without mercy or regard...like a little slut like you deserves to be fucked." she stroked Cyra's cheeck.

"And you will keep wanting to show yourself to others, even while not admitting it. You will start with revealing clothing...maybe you will justify it by 'but it is how down here'. Then you will keep deluding yourself with excuses. 'Oh, repairing my ruined clothing costs too much...it is just my nipple showing, not a big deal, right?' and other nonsense like that. But the truth is, that you want to fully submerge yourself into this feeling of powerless embarrassment."

"Your pretty mouth lies, and we both know it...but can you look me straight in the eyes, and tell me that what I am saying is not exactly what you are secretly after? But if you do, I will not ever give it to you...even if you later come begging for it. Can you really bear to do it?"

 

[Pervy]

Well ok, she was a bit curious about the pens.. and just how the devil-cult did things.. but she'd not come begging, just because she was told to!
She blushed and bit her lower lips with the devilish seductive suggestions, clearly growing aroused again.. she could vividly imagine what Clarice was describing, exhaling, sinking back into the mimics embrace...

"S.. stop telling me these things.." She countered, rather than answering, writhing upon the mimic-couch. Did she want this? She kind of wanted this. Not.. this this. not the begging, but a kind, yet evil dominatrix luring her into lewd exposure and beastial servitude and.. gah!.. alright, ok, she was into it, a little, but she'd not beg for it right? Certainly not with that lewd cult.. right.. she was here for a mission, a mission for those hot drow... with some effort, she closed her eyes, finally leaning up, slowly sliding off of the mimic couch, smiling at the cultist, looking at her with lust-distracted eyes and determining. "I can. N.. now I believe there's a devil, waiting for me?" She brought out. Yes it'd be kinky, but she had to remember this cult was evil. Until she learned more, she had to assume they abducted pregnant women for their nefarious means.. even if they had been far more.. erotic and encouraging than Cyra had expected.

 

[Aenon]

"Heh...you say you can, but you don't...but well, I hoped you would do something like that, too." she chuckled "No need to hurry with moving on however...once you are free, you will realize you will be sticky all over, mimics tend to be sticky after all. Why don't we take the time for a small visit next room?"

"Oh, yeah, you will be there only to watch...even if you beg me to join them, I will only allow you to watch....but first to get you out of there."

"Hey, you have had your fun...don't you think it is time to let her go? I am sure she will come back for more later..." she offered, probably to the couch?

"Tell him ifyou had a good time...tell him that he did well, and that you will come back..." she told Cyra, before closing in to whisper "...if you want him to let you go, that is..."

It looked like that the mimic could understand Cyra...and it would only let her go if she sweet-talked her way out...or maybe she could try to not be so smooth talking, and make it fuck her some more, a mischievous voice incide Cyra suggested...maybe if it fucked her enough it would give her mimic-eggs or something...

 

[Pervy]

"Didn't know I'd get myself in such a .. sticky situation." She chuckled, before hesitating.. was the cultist talking to the couch? What a strange place..

"Uh... yeah.. it was suprising fun err.. good couch! Maybe I'll come back later?" She offered, after the encouragement. It was certainly a fascinating creature. She wondered if other monsters could be tamed this way.. did mimics multiply by budding? What were mimic kids like, anyway? like.. a very small foot-stool? That would be kind of adorable...

"Hehe.. good mimic.. you gotta tell me how you tamed it this easily later." She nodded, scratching it encouragingly. Perhaps it'd help to treat it like an over-eager puppy.
"But for now, I got to go err.. get cleaned in the next room, I guess." She nodded. She had had a mission, among all the sexyness. .. right?

 

[Aenon]

The couch gave Cyra some parting licks with a huge tongue that appeared from below the pillows...maybe it was sure Cyra would be back for more, and that's why he left her go so easily? Or maybe it was just so obedient?

"Oh, don't worry....we have ways to tame anyone..." Clarice explained "But we aren't getting you cleaned next room...no. We are getting you to see what you will be missing on. When his sticky fluids dry, we will go to the baths...but that will be a bit later. Now come over here."

"I have to warn you however...the animals can smell if you are horny, and they might turn restless if you provoke them like that. If you can't keep yourself calm...I will have to hand out a punishment for you." she warned her, before motioning her with her finger to follow her.

She then led her towards the door she had previously entered, pushing it open, and stepping inside. Just by entering, Cyra could feel her heart beating heavily with anticipation...there was something, a strange voice, telling her that she belonged in here...not as a guest, but as a fellow animal...the voice felt more sticky than the mimic fluids she was covered with...she just couldn't get it out of her mind.

Stepping inside, Cyra would find out that the room she got into, was huge. They probably had brought down few walls, in order to connect four or so rooms together, leaving only few pillars for support. A low fence seperated the different animals into different areas. There were two horses, a dozen dogs and wolfs of a variety of races, three huge pigs. In the horse area, there was currently someone taking care of the horses...in a very lewd way.

Momo was in the dog area, happily getting fucked by a big dog that was probably some kind of wolf and dog crossbreed. In the far side of the room, there were some big cages that housed a few collared girls, and few cages that had been covered with a layer of black cloth.

"Mhmmmm?" the woman who was giving the horse the blowjob asked, to engrossed in her blowjob to stop.

Cyra was sure she could do it better...maybe she should give her some tips about how to give the horse a better blowjob?

"We are here just to give Cyra over here a small tour...she thinks she is too good to get fucked by the animals, she said..." Clarice chuckled.

 

[Pervy]

She raised her brows at the cultists claim.. yes.. she should keep in mind, no matter how kinky these folks are they were evil. Then, she chuckled. "Hmn.. How's teasing me helping me on my mission with your pervy devil, though?" She countered, feeling ever so slightly less shown around, and more .. tested by the cultist-lady. But protesting was propably a bad idea...

It didn't help that something about just approaching the pens felt... tempting. That was propably some evil fiend-magic. Yeah.
"Oh.. oh my.." Cyra gulped, looking at the bestial pens. AND the beasts.. caretaker? Momo certainly seemed like she was having fun.. oh and she was kind of curious what was under those covered up cages, wait why were there girls penned in anyway, that was not normal, right? Also.. the beasts themselves were.. interesting, to the point where Cyra already failed her.. assignment of not getting excited.

"Hmnn.. oh my.. What? Now I didn't say that exactly.." She protested, watching the girl attend the horses shaft.. now that was how you treated your mount.. although Cyra could propably do better. Yes, watching the girl it was.. the stickyness in her head intensified, Cyra reaching out, holding her forehead.. why did it ache so annoyingly...

~~~
Her hand caressed over the silver-furred steed by her side, calming her trusted companion. Many had questioned how she'd tamed this proud beast. What a silly notion. She hadn't tamed it. It had tamed her. Her hand slowly brushed towards the horses underside, cupping, stroking its sheath, encouraging out it's majestic shaft, grinning as her fingers coiled below its underside, before she reached out, pressing a kiss on the thick, flared cocks tip. What a strange, nice feeling. She wasn't using animals.. no..

Cyra rubbed her forehead again.. before reaching out to the fence, vaulting over, before Clarice had the time to stop her, approaching the horse-servitor. "No, no no. You mean well but stop being so forceful. You should focus on relaxing your mouth and give it pleasure, don't suckle so roughly. Let the horse use you for pleasure, rather than trying to please it. The horse is in charge, not you, silly girl." She chided, stepping over, gently reaching down to massage the horse-suckers cheeks, guiding her with her superior blow-job training!

Although, then she did hesitate. this felt... oddly right.. familiar. She blinked briefly.. what was she doing again? oh right, trying not to get in trouble... or perhaps get in trouble a little bit.. hmnn perhaps this lewd cult would capture her and train her to be an obediant animal-slave for them to ensure her compliance...Ooh perhaps this was were they brought some of the new arrivals to be trained into loyal cult-sluts before heading out on their missions..

(Aid another on horse-pleasing time!)

 

[Aenon]

"Mhhhm?" the girl gave a questioning look, before trying to follow the instructions anyway.

"Oh my..." Clarice chuckled from behind...but Cyra couldn't really be bothered by her right now...no, this silly girl just didn't get it. She was doing the tongue thing all wrong...of course it was understandable for her to get distracted by the nice, thick, scent of the horses cock, but that was no excuse for incopetence! Weird, since when Cyra had so strong feelings about the need to please animals 'the right way'? Why was this so upsettling?

On one hand, she could just do it herself....show her how to properly give herself to the horse...maybe then she would understand? Then again, there was an other desire in her...maybe she should punish the girl for her incopetence? She could have her bend over the fence, and have the horse fuck her...or maybe she could also push down the annoying Clarice, and have her service the horse too? Such weird thoughts...

 

[Pervy]

"Listen, I know this equine shaft is amazing, but that's no excuse for lackadaisical attention!" She declared, stepping to the side of the fence, snatching herself a riding crop. Somehow she doubted it was used primarly for the horses..
"You there, Mare!" She demanded, twirling the riding crop, before slapping it on the girls bottom, directing her towards the fence. "Steady yourself, assume postition. If you cannot pleasure your mighty steed proper, it'll use you as it wishes." She determined, her crop assisting with 'the proper position' if the girl didn't know what it was.. or even if she hesitated, swift, cracking whacks guiding the girl onwards.

"You there!" She next pointed at clarice with the crop. "There's two horses, so show her how it's done. I'd do it myself, but I'm not supposed to get too into it, you said. No doubt I would if I got to hmnn.. pleasure such a stately horse..." She determined, briefly distracted, but returning to full attention with an ever so slightly dangerous grin on her lips, and a slapping of the crop unto her bare hand. This whole situation was a bit odd, but it felt oddly natural too, kind of like using her blade on someone... or submitting.. a bit!

"What are you waiting for? Don't make me summon -my- Steed and give a proper demonstration. We're in the stable, the animals domain, so the pecking order goes the animals, then someone like Momo that knows her place" She indicated the horny, broken druid as shining example, without.. positioning herself, admittedly.. "Then you." If, as she slightly doubted, the horse had hesitations about their breeding-mare, she'd step over, gently petting it's flank and encouraging it along, with a lustful smile. She really ought to re-summon her old steed at a good opportunity.

 

[Aenon]

"Uh....what, who are you?" the stablegirl asked, as Cyra moved her around, bending her over the fence. However, she didn't really resist, turning her back towards the horse.

The same couldn't be said for Clarice however...

"What nonsense are you talking about? The animals should only mate with animals, what do I have to do with it?" she chuckled "Why, what can you do if I refuse?" she offered teasingly.

Maybe Cyra should really summon her steed...maybe it was still chilling somewhere in it's home plane, wondering where she has been all this time? But summoning a celestial being in here couldn't be a good idea...probably.

 

[Pervy]

"I'm Cyra, hello, who are you?
Anyway, Clarice, you look like an animal to me. A horny mare that needs to learn her place.. see at least this one knows how to be have." She nodded, guiding the horse over to the stablehand with gentle pats. "If you refuse, guess I'll have to teach you your proper place with -my- horse, then ask for a new guide because you'll be too much of a well fucked mess to help anyone for a few hours." She determined.

 

[Aenon]

"...eh, I am Randy...but...ahh...it's so big..." she complained as the horse started climbing on her

"Oh, sweetie, just because you can't admit you are a pervert, you threaten me with...what exactly? Don't tell me you came down here with your horse?" she chuckled.

"Why don't we get you a proper tour of our farm after you are done with your special mission? You can even sleep with the doggies, if you want...but you will have to ask nicely...now put that crop down..."

However, as the grey horse was climbing over Randy, the second butted it's head against Cyra, demanding some attention too...

 

[Pervy]

"I can see that you are.. and yes it is big, no wonder you wanted to get it off quickly, but that's part of the hmnn.. fun.. just relax yourself. It'll feel nicer quickly when you let the horse take charge." She encouraged, before looking back to the mercenary-gal.

"I'm not threatening you, I'm offering. If you don't want to have a good time that's up to you. .. ooh you feel left out don't you?" She shifted over to the horse, chuckling and petting it's flank gently. "Is the mean lady not giving you any attention? Should I punish her for you, what do you think?" She cooed to the other mercenary horse, pat-patting it's side slightly.. she was almost jealous of the oportunity of taking such a nice, big equine cock, but she wasn't gonna let herself get maneuvered around by the cult!

 

[Aenon]

The horse ignored Cyra's words, lightly headbutting her towards the fence...what it wanted was obvious. The stable girl had already been climbed by the massive horse that was riding her, shifting on her as it tried to enter one of her holes blindly. Sadly with her bend over, and the horse being a horse, someone would need to guide the massive cock...

Meanwhile, Clarice still didn't follow Cyra's instructions.

"You are trying to earn some punishments? You are finally earning them, but probably not the ones you are after...and no, you can't fuck that horse. Not unless you come over here, kneel down, and apologize for your recent behaviour." she gave a calm scolding.

"Do you understand? We have rules you have to follow. If you want to have fun, you have to be a good girl. If you want to get treated like a bad girl, you have to ask for it nicely, first. The First Lady has high hopes of you...you shouldn't let her down..."

She didn't want to be a bad girl, did she? She just wanted to fuck this magnificent beast...what was holding her back here, really? Was it because she wanted to be superior to the cultists? Would it be that bad to play along? After all, she was disguising herself in order to save that girl, wasn't she? Wait...what was her name again?