"Oh look at that, the property tries to buy more property, how droll. The slave that kept on slaving. Listen whore, everything you have, everything you are, belongs to Lady Xirce."[/i]
"Also, elves are boring, if experience tells." The succubus joined on in. "Have you tried turning them off and on again?" She recommended for Asheroths divine senses.
"Apparently her speech is broken too. Ten percent discount.. oh dang, she spoke again.. Well great, there goes my discount." Xirce sulked, crossing her arms. "Ash-e-roth? Hmnn.. oh, oh, I see." Xirce cleared her throat and then, in fluent abyssal answered:
"Ash~eROTH, you disgusting worm, you will suffer but not right now, not as much as you'll suffer if you don't do as told, I am stronger, you are weak and worthless. You will follow, maggot! FOLLOW NOW!" She exclaimed with a voice that oozed hatred, designed to pervert all that was lawful and good, her eyes burning with a will to destroy... then she hesitated, grinning at Asheroth, repeating in common: "Huh, thought you spoke Abyssal! I mean.. you have a heavy accent, but.. anyway! Come on and cause no trouble and we'll get along fine, 's what I said. So, next question on a scale from one to 11 and a half, how much do you dislike intelligent undead?" The succubus grinned, turning around and.. seeming intend to walk out, apparently with the naked Asheroth in tow and a happy whistle on her lips.
Asheroth opened her mouth and quickly shut it again, deciding that an argument was something that she didn't want to start at the moment. Her bet chance of getting out of this place unscathed was to be obedient and she would remain so.
"I was taught Abyssal in a church of Iomedae, so i'm sure it's not quite the same dialect you could find in the abyss." The Paladin quickly responded, following after the succubus as she started to walk away. She doesn't seem too... wicked. I can only hope to remain on her good side. If she has one...
"Intelligent undead? Hm... Well, since they're sentient for the most part, they're completely capable of having a wide range of opinions and morals. Though must walk the path of evil, I have met a few that are indifferent. Some even good. So... i'd say... a seven?"
"N-Noo... I don't want... t-to be bred by a demon... especially one I barely know," Lena stammered back to Vel and Kaila through their mental link.
Lena, unable to really resist Kaila, was spun around by the Tiefling herm after being pulled off her cock. Pressed up against the viewing window by Kaila, Lena had little she could do but let out a soft gasp as her virginity was taken, the non human cock Kaila sports plowing into her seemingly without any regard of Lena's well being. The feeling made her kind of hotter to say the least, and the pleasure was amazing, as she'd never really had her pussy filled by anything before. It was an entirely new experience for her, and despite the slight pain of losing her virginity, it wasn't an experience that she hated, or was against.
"O-Oh fuck... s-so big, K-Kaila. F-Fuck me... h-harder," Lena mewled aloud as her breasts were squished against the window, her nipples hard enough to nearly cut the glass they were pressing against.
After Vel slipped off, Lena moaned loud, obviously enjoying the pleasure she was receiving and finding her tongue lolling out a bit as Kaila kept pounding into her, her own cock and balls bouncing around with each thrust. "G-Gonna cum soon... k-keep going," Lena mewled, her fingers gripping at the window as her ass jiggled with every thrust.
When Vel returned and spoke quickly to Kaila through their mental connection, Lena blushed deeply, and knew that no matter what, these two were intending fully on filling her full of their offspring. "I... I... f-fuck I d-don't care anymore, j-just let me cum... p-please, you two. B-Breed me if you must, j-just please let me cum," Lena mewled softly at Kaila and Vel.
Xirce, (Vara)
Slave Training hall -> Drow City -> Underdark Tunnels
Tag: Asheroth
"Your Abyssal is shit and so is Iomedae. The fuck kinda thing to follow is that.. though I did buy a paladin, so I guess that makes sense.. hmnn.. Iomedae, more like.. Iome-nae, amiright? Uihihi! Well, this one didn't seem a fan of diplomacy. Though any thoughts of opposing Xirces rude remark were met with a swiftly painful jolt from Asheroths collar. "A Seven sounds good enough! We're gonna go free some undead bitch, long story short, she's annoying, bossy, buuut kind of a useful ally. You'll watch my back, I asked for someone with a good resistance to mind-stuff and Vara sold me you. You are resistant to mind stuff, yeah? I mean.. err.. obviously no one is more resistant than the Great Xirce buuut.. just in case you are coming along and you'll protect me and junk, understood?" The Succubus grinned, and lead Asheroth out, with Vara glancing after her.
Asheroth was of course, still nude and several dark elves cast leary looks after her. If she brought the matter up with Xirce the same would hit her head, grin and hand her the bag of holding.. which contained all of Asheroths gear, minus any spare money she might have had. If Asheroth didn't know any better she'd have sworn the Demoness didn't make her walk around naked out of malevolence, but had simply forgotten about her nudity.
Xirce whistled slightly along the way.. it seemed Asheroth and her succubus purchaser were in a Drow-city, but on their way out. "Oh.. hold on, I feel like I forgot something.. oh right! Don't attack me and do what I say!" Xirce grinned and commaned, the collar lighting up briefly in acknowledgement. "That should cover all our bases. So we're gonna go attack a mindflayer city to help out Vel and her pet Kaila and Ventus and.. I think she brough an elf and an angel slave or some stuff like that, anyway, she actually sent me the money to buy you to come help out, its all really complicated, anyway, we are going to beat up some.. things.. I didn't pay attention, whatever, just.. make sure not to point your holy stuff at me, gives me the heebie jeebies. Thats Abyssal for I'll grow giant claws and use them to extract two of your favourite organs. Ha ha! That was a joke, I can't actually do that. I think.
Never tried. So shine your holy nonsense on me if you -do- want me to try, I guess." The Succubus was surely one of many words, without saying a lot of coherrent things. She seemed evil, but not vile. Most definitly chaotic though. As her next question proved.
"So, if you could pick who or what'd you most like to get impregnated by?"
If Asheroth did not attempt to hold them back on purpose they'd soon reach the edge of the drow city and market place filled with wicked underdark creatures, more than one staring at the paladin, to stare ahead into the dark tunnels of the underdark.
Asheroth opened her mouth to respond, paused, and then closed it again. As much as it pained her to hear such rude remarks toward her Goddess, she knew try to protect her name would do no justice here. There was always a time and a place.
"Yes... Mistress, i'm fairly resistant to mental effects, well, i'm sturdy in most regards to be honest. I assume this ally of yours has been abducted by Illithids? I've faced their kind before, nothing too difficult to be perfectly honest." Asheroth responded, following the Succubus outside, into what appeared to be a Drow city.
While walking through the Drow city, Asheroth asked Xirce when she would be given her equipment again, hoping it'd be before they try to rescue the undead friend. She was pleased when the Mistress returned her equipment, hastily clothing herself as she walked, getting as prepared as she could, while walking.
"I will do my best to avoid targeting you with my... holy stuff." The Paladin acknowledges, strapping her last buckles of her plate, letting out a sigh of content to again be in her 'second skin. With the most complicated of her preparations finished, Asheroth would cease to cause any delays from this point, in the hope that it would mean less lewd questions to answer.
"Hm, that's a hard one. Am I allowed to impregnate others? I so, I might go with a Nymph or a Dryad, for obvious reasons of course. Though i'm not sure on my end, haven't really thought of the concept before."
Kaila smirked as she groped Lena's breasts as she plowed into her hard and deep. "The slutty angel-bloods a virgin? Shocking. I woulda thought you'd been an expert, but I guess you've just used your cock til now. I'm surprised such a push over ever got to put it in anyone. Well don't worry, I'm sure your cunny will get plenty training. And breeding."
Kaila shifted her hips, making sure the soft reptillian spines along her shaft dragged along new areas each time, testing to see where her toy was most sensitive as she thrust. She rolled Lena's nipples in her fingers as she nibbled on the Aasimer's neck. "That's it. You want this and want it bad. You make a big fuss about demons and such but you're squeezing on me so eagerly. Face it, you love being used. All you want is pleasure and we can give it beyond your understanding, ahh... I can't wait to taint your bloodline with our own... Won't the family reunion be fun? Hi mom, these are my eight dozen demonic blooded kids. Bend over."
She thrust faster, grinning eagerly, as she noted Vel's return and then nodded as they coffered. With the need to prep spells up she hammered her hips into the angl without a care for her partner, working to take her swing and taking a few eggs before Vel conquered the rest for certain. "Here it comes, slut... Your first time taking it is gonna end with a baby tummy. Don't worry I can give you plenty of advice from experience on it hehe!"
She grabbed Lena and rammed in to the hilt hard, the spines flaring to lock Lena in place as she moaned loudly, emptying shot after shot into the angel's womb as she groaned and panted, wiggling her hips as she cooed in delight.
Once done she pulled out and wiped her cock on Lena's rump as she panted. "Ugh I'm... Not as in shape as some of this lot. Vel, your turn. Break her while I catch my breath. I mean I'm only gonna have it for a few minutes more so I'd... Like to enjoy it while I can." She flopped onto the few pillows remaining, panting. Also secretly waiting for Vel to distract so she could quickly slip her spellbook up a bit up from under the pillow and prepare Knock.
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Vel smirked and moved behind Lena before shifting back to her wolf form. Her herm wolf form as it turned out as she hopped up and shoved Lena onto hands and knees with her weight, before moving to position. She got to craft her own form and her form was quite endowed, as she worked herself into position. Spearing the tip into Lena, she began erecting swiftly as she rocked her hips hard and fast, swiftly growing an unusually thick and foot long cock into the angel-blood.
Vel grabbed Lena's neck with ehr jaws to hold her firmly and remind her who was in charge as she began thrusting hard and viciously, hammering into her plaything. {Feel that? Big isn't it. Not often I get to knot a bitch. But you'll be able to take it, won't you. I'll put some proper demon siblings in there. Or maybe it'll just be demonic puppies. Won't that be exciting for you, baring evil animals. I mean, I'm no Swaithe or Kithangian but chaos is part of my nature. Who knows what'll spawn from our mating, hm? And just think, while they grow you'll be attached to them, sharing your blood with them, sharing their essence with you. I wonder just how that'll affect you.}
Vel growled eagerly as she jammed against Lena's womb with her tapered cock, slapping her fluffy balls against Lena's clit with loud smacks. {Personally I might have preferred the elf. She said I was beautiful like this and rangers do love animals. I might even have treated her as more than a cum dump. Snuggle her tummy swelling with our kids, encourage some pretty horns and wings maybe. But your angel blood kinda irritates me. But don't worry, that's why we're gonna fix it, you and me. I'll breed it right out of you and your bloodline. I wonder if Ventus will even want you still with you full of demonic animal life. Well it will save you from the undeath you fear. And hey me and Vel would love a new pet on the go. And we can three some you with Xirce sometime. She can be a ditz but she knows how to break bitches.}
Vel growled eagerly as she began to work her half swollen knot in and out of Lena's slit with loud wet pops and smacks, working in hard. {Feel that? That's my knot. It's going to lodge inside you and hold all my spunk in you to do it's job. And long as it's in you I'll not stop orgasming. It feels quite amazing honestly. A wolf could spunk for an hour, but as a demon I honestly could do it forever. Sadly you're not worthy of being strapped to my underside for a week and jsut being my cumdump like that either. So you'll only get until it's time to escape. Do try to keep up by the way. I know I'm fucking you stupid and your legs and hips feel like jelly but I do have certain expectations of my toys. If you can't do your job, I'll make you regret it. Your owner's counting on you, even if she doesn't show it right now. And Kaila and I would rather not have all your failure's counting against us.}
With a lusty growl, Vel rammed her knot in and lodged it deep, forcing Lena with her torso down and her hips held up by her knot as she began orgasming, unleashing her demonic seed relentlessly with a loud huff, holding Lena down as she watched, waiting until Lena's tummy rounded a bit, before turning around rump to rump with her, working to pipeline her seed right into Lena's womb and letting her demonic essence impregnate her as throughly as she could. This was also so she could face the door and prepare herself for when she had to go for it, but she wasn't going to tell anyone that.
Kaila got lucky, apparently, easily catching a breath... and secretly preparing her spell, though, it seemed, unless the Quasit shifted back into another shape, She and Lena would struggle to move away from their current position. On the upside, a quick glance to the Deathknight seemed to hint that, mind-drained as she was, Dasyra seemed to reach something in Ventus, as the Deathknight was controlling herself, .. somewhat.
Ventus Nightsong
Tag: Dasyra, primarly.
Ventus lustfully grinned at the elf, who seemed to still be occupied with her task of distracting the controlled Deathknight. It was a strange stalemate between romance and lustful passions between the two, as the undead elf groaned yearningly.
"Your purpose.. to aid me.." The Deathknight mused, her shaft twitching. "But yes.. you should become the slave I want... All mine.." Her grasp strong, posessive, as she grinned down upon the messy elf. The Deathknight clearly seemed to be struggling with Dasyras words..
"I want you .. the way...yes, all the way, for me." Ventus smile grew.. warmer, if that was possible, as she slowed down her pace.. which had the advantage of now for the first time properly buying everyone time, with long, deep thrusts, as Ventus looked back at Dasyra, staring into her eyes..
"There are so many beautiful undead, oh I can't decide what to.. haah.. make you..
.. I don't need to remember this day my sweet, you will serve as eternal memory, the prime of your beauty preserved beyond the reach of time." She smirked, then added.
"But trust me, its the best." She sighed lustfully, brushing Dasyras slightly ruffled hair back into place, and, for just a short moment, it was as if she wasn't controlled, wasn't an undead, just a caring, if slightly dominant partner, the mindflayers daze a bit shaken off of her, but not enough for the blue fire of her undeath to return.
"Not the sex, but this devotion, knowing you'll be serving at my feet for eternity, willingly." She leaned closer, whispering in elfish. "This moment, I feel so nice and calm. I will tell you how to act, but you aren't a slut, my sweet. You are my slave, eternally and simple. I have more brides, but not elves, like you. Don't fight it.. give in. Don't fear your death.. crave it. Not because it is your will, but because it is my will. Because it is a chance to prove yourself, to prove how your mistress comes first." The Deathknight cooed, her shaft thrusting deep, rythmically and insistantly as she continued.
"But not right now.. even if I'm.. weak right now, your devotion helps me keep calm.. I don't want .. ugh.. my head.. I don't want this to be a spectacle .. your rebirth should be beautiful, and intimate, your life flowing out of you as I bind thee with a slavish wedding ring. " Ventus exhaled, then moaned, though Dasyra would notice her voice having both her calm, undead sombre tone and a certain melodic tone one might hear from highborn elves to it..
Well, for a moment, before she lustfully exhaled, with .. a sudden tear falling upon Dasyras chest, freezing there.. "Ugh.. you shouldn't devote yourself like this. I don't deserve it, Dasyra..." She moaned, despite her confession, never stopping her thrusting.. "IF we make it out of this I shall tell you all, but.. I've done terrible things, hmnn.. I will do things to you. The things done to me, they've.. gotten too deep. Some lies become truth if you accept them long enough." She kissed Dasyra, passionately, her shaft twitching.
"You want to break my curse, but once you share it, you wont desire to anymore. The sword.. I will teach you and ooh godess, yes, I want to teach you right now, teach you your place, ooh I want to start right now.. let us make you so much more beautiful, my wonderful elven slave.. understand that undead are superior. Oooh!" Ventus exhaled, her shaft twitching, even with the slow pace she couldn't hold on much longer..
"Oooh yeees.. lets fuck that disgusting flush out of those cheeks... make you pale and prettyy.. aaaaah!" Ventus moaned out.. and another thick, undead load slowly began filling up Dasyra, the Deathknight holding her close, exeptionally gentle, but not letting her away, as the necrotic energy filled Dasyra more.
Dasyra grew deathly pale, no.. a definite blue-tone to her skin was there. Her eyes darkened, while.. suddenly Ventus cold didn't affect her anymore at all.. infact, it felt.. good, welcoming, almost, though right now the Deathknight was missing her cold, her glory..
Yes, glory, that was the right word. Perhaps it was Dasyra imagining things, but now that she looked at Ventus, she could see past the undeath, spot the proud beautiful elf leader, a commander worthy to be followed, with an iron will and still a gentle heart not a broken, lost soul that needed saving, though, with her climax fading and the dullness in her eyes returning, that image faded all too quickly, unless Dasyra kept talking to Ventus, however..
The Deathknight, even though she kept fucking her, seemed focused and.. after a moment Dasyra realized, Ventus was trying to hold back. If she listened to her body this was likely because she couldn't keep being filled by Ventus loads and live..
You lose three more points of constitution, Healing and restoration spells are 50% less effective, for that, Negative energy doesn't hurt you anymore, furthermore, energy draining and similiar spells instead just function as the slow spell.
Furthermore there are two effects that I'll pm you because *hushed noises!*
"Great! I like your attitude!" Xirce grinned and slapped Asheroths back. "I dunno if she's been kidnapped but my.. friend is the type to always have all these annoying plans, and she had this messenger.. thing and it glowed and... eeeh bored now." Xirce waved her hand dismissively, proving her.. not stellar attention span.
Which she further proved by impatiently tapping her feet when Asheroth .. guarded up. "Note to self, we got to get you a symbiotic armor like mine.. not only does it dress .. and undress" She winked. "Itself, it can also molest you all over. Great fun!" Xirce waved her hand again, at Asheroths breeding answer.
"While I like your attitude thats suuuper boring, first of all, the right answer would have been 'Xirce' though I'd have punished you for that insolence.. still punishing you for not thinking of THE AMAZING Xirce first and foremost, but anyway.. Balor-balls, these tunnels all look the same!" Xirce growled, kicking a stalagmite. "I think its the next corner right.. yeah.. right.. that way." She continued on.. and continued on.:
"Haven't thought about being impregnated at all, geesh, oh well, I'm sure we'll find a way to have fun, so, dicks or pussies.. ooh! purple crystal." The Demones spointed.. indeed, there was a small purple crystal, set into a wall and lighting up the corridor.
"Means we are close, Mindflayers love their psicrystals, like you wouldn't know.." She nodded, continuing cautiously..
You are currently in a long stone corridor, a purple crystal about 20 ft ahead, at a point where the way curves to the left. The talkative demoness seems confident in her own abilities.. and makes any stealth approach completely impossible.
"Symbiotic armor? While that certainly sounds interesting, I think I prefer my plate. I've had it for quite some time and it's grown on me." She replies in an honest tone, her gaze moving across the rocky tavern. There was a reason she preferred being above ground. How the hell could people live down here, it was so... dull.
I still feel... dumb. It really must be this collar that's doing this to me. Gods, this is annoying, how the hell am I supposed to fight like... this?"Um, excuse me Mistress. I have to take care of something real quick, sorry for the delay." The Paladin mutters about, grasping her holy symbol and beginning to chant words of the divine. Using the divine power stored within her, she used a restorative spell to rid all of the drain on her mind. She'd walk into this battle with a clear head.
Asheroth casts Lesser Restoration, three times.
With her thoughts hopefully restored, Asheroth place her silver necklace back into her plate, following the Succubus once more.
"To be honest Mistress, I usually spend my time in the company with other woman, so impregnation is something that rarely crosses m-" The Demoness nodded once she saw the crystal, unsheathing her sword before continuing.
Asheroth also casts Detect Evil, keeping the spell up to try and prevent anything from getting the drop on her, also making sure to ignore Xirce's evil aura.
By now, the continuous contact and intimacy with Ventus had injected a life-threatening amount of negative energy into Dasyra's body. She felt the blush of life slipping from her with every shift of the deathknight's weight and every pleasurable shock and released gasp pushing more of her life force out of her lips. She was very cold now, her breathing coming shallower. Even in her excitement, her heart rate was slowing, her muscles slackening.
"Y-your slave bride then. It's a... a lovely thought. To be yours. To be Ventus' devoted undead servant. A elven lady of your stature deserves a companion who can appreciate everything you are... Uhn... growing... tired. Will it... will it hurt? I..."
It was getting hard to concentrate. Between the pleasure and intensity of her mistress' physicality and the loss of her own mortal stamina, it was now all Dasyra could do to keep her voice audible and making sense. Her pretty body was splayed beneath Ventus, legs wide and welcoming, her arms tucked to either side and her gaze dreamily looking up to her.
"Your desire is my command, mistress. I must die for you. Die in an intimate setting, a wedding ring... oh mistress. Take me to the shrine to Evening Glory, won't you? You've told me that's what you desire. Will you not do it?"
Her mistress shed a frozen tear on Dasyra, and in that moment, the chill of Ventus' aura became warm for the elf ranger.
"Oh mistress. You're so warm and lovely. I will follow you into death. I will die again and again for you. My beautiful commander. My lady protector. I only care to hear your command and obey with all my heart. Let the Goddess Evening Glory hear me, even if you choose to end my life here. My eternal service is in your name. Let our songs become one, my tale woven into yours... I... I'm fading... Oh hold me..."
Dasyra trailed off now, at the mercy of Ventus, and the deathknight's understanding of her own desires. Would she remember her true desire before it was too late for Dasyra? It was impossible to say. Her will was strong, but who knew how strong it was in the face of mindflayer manipulation? Maybe her companions would act quickly and find the sword. Maybe that cursed blade would return her iron will to her. Or could Dasyra's acceptance of her own fate bring Ventus around and remind her of how and why she was wanting to kill her slave - to do so on her own terms and not for anyone's amusement but her own. After all, both the elf she had been in life and the evil she was bound to in undeath would both agree that this situation was wrong.
Kaila managed to get the spell prepped as Vel continued to empty her eternal abyssal wolf nuts into her chosen bitch as she waited for their chance. Pity this was under such dire straights, Kaila could have enjoyed this situation. Life threatening undead aside. Still, Ventus seemed much calmer and more focused now. To a degree anyways. Maybe Dasyra had something about her. Not that Kaila knew any of them very well so maybe this was a foregone conclusion. Still, it seemed the elf was a real unnecrophiliac. Ventus sure got lucky to find her. Well, time to get started.
Vel's ears turned back as she heard Kaila start to cast her spell, readying herself to change forms. She was more than a little annoyed. Any other day she could have pumped this slut til the pressure dislodged her own knot in a messy display of virility. But if she did wait, then chances were Ventus would mount her and she'd end up as a zombie or something. No way, no how was she gonna be some rotting wreck of herself. So it was time to slip away and out of here. This wasn't going to be easy. There was no telling where the exit was or how deep in they were. And the slightest misstep could end this escape instantly. But not trying was a death sentence. Ironically being undead might be a big help here. But no way was she submitting to that. She was her own demon!
Kaila tensed and cast the knock spell, getting the door open and moving to slip out before she was stopped, either by Ventus or something else. Knock didn't need her to move but nobody could miss her chanting the spell, and she doubted they'd miss the door opening. She kinda hoped she'd see that bugbear though. She was making that god damned hat.
As soon as the chanting went off, Vel shapeshifted back to her normal tiny form before fluttering to fly out quickly and find a spot to hide. Even if none of the others got out she'd be safe then at least to weigh her options. abandon Kaila and everyone else and go find somewhere else to live while this blew over, attempt a rescue or maybe go tell Xirce and let her figure it out.
Lior stood straight-backed as the Master touched her. There it was again, she couldn’t tell whether she was more excited or scared when she felt the familiar sensation of a Master slithering through her mind. She never knew what they would do and it was always a- what was… huh? Lior slumped a little, a dopey smile spreading across her face. She felt a bit better from that.
“Thank you Master, I am eternally at your mercy.” The words came out with a rehearsed fluidity. It was always fun to be a snack for the masters, you should be always be grateful. See, even the afterthought was already decided for her before she thought it. She giggled at her helplessness in the face of the Masters’ wonderful programming.
The emptiness in her head made it so much easier to accept the Mindflayer’s commands at face value. She still had to keep an eye out for it, and she still had to figure out what to ask her when she got there. It was getting to hard to keep focused on it. Even with all this new room, it was like anything a master hadn’t ordered her to do just kept slipping away.
She needed to find EL'sishhhqua before she forgot the whole reason why. Something was still fishy through all of this, and she needed to get to the heart of it before accepting it. She headed through the archway into a what looked like a courtyard. She made good time towards the domed building that the Master had been so kind as to point out, making sure to wave cheerfully at the sloppy drow as she passed by them. They seemed to be having a lovely time. Lior wouldn’t mind being assigned as a public art piece sometime, she was proud of her slave body.
Finally nearing the structure, the group of mindflayers and slaves caught her eye. They were all heading in different directions meaning that… Uhhh. A giggle escaped her as her mind went blank for a moment.
“Oopsies! Thinking too hard there!” She twirled a strand of hair around her finger as she tried to remember what she was doing. Oh yeah! Going into the building to get her handler like all the rest of the slaves leaving right? Sort of right? Oh well! She was sure she’d remember, and her handler would help tons with that! She wandered up closer to the building, idly stroking herself to the sight of the other slaves being used so thoroughly. Not seeing her just yet, she spun in place, trying to see if she had gotten behind her somehow. Her head felt all empty and dizzy from the spinning, more than normal. Maybe she was in the building? Lior walked up to it, trying to see inside through the glass(?) on the dome.
"Its grown on you, huh? That sounds like a medical condition. HAH I'm hillarious!.. well, whom BUT women would you impregnate, duh! I'm just making small talk here and you are -not- helpful. I'd have asked Vara to train you more, but then it'd be all 'yes mistress'"
Asheroth evokes the powers of Iomedae (To the succubus annoyance), the fatigue of her entrappment finally leaving her, though she still feels a little sore. Fully restoring her intelligence and wisdom, and half restoring her charisma.
Something more interesting happens when Asheroth casts detect evil. .. to be clear, the Succubus IS evil but.. its nowhwere near as strong as it should be, more the kind of evil that overprizes their goods and says rude things to the elderly than the mighty aura of darkness expected from a normal succubus. Pointing any such observation out to the demoness would lead to a dismissive remark about her doing it wrong because obviously, Xirce was the most evil thing around, as they advanced, seeing the oddly dome shaped buildings of the Mindflayers ahead of them.
Meanwhile, over at the Harem, Ventus cooed gently as her caress grew gentle and caring, rather than consumed by lust, it was almost as if the closer Dasyra became to undeath, the more the Deathknight became a caring protector rather than a creature of lust and contradictions controlled by the mindflayers. "Shhhh.. Worry not about pain any more my beloved. Whence you resolved yourself to become mine completely, so did I resolve to keep you save from harm." while Ventus, with effort, withdrew from Dasyras sex, keeping her weak, but alive, for now, Kaila finished her preperations.
With the Knock spell, a magic designed to open doors, the very same slipped open.
Kaila rushed out, coming face to face with an alerted mindflayer that grinned,
Oh you naughty, naughty girl.. Sending out a mental pulse the creature hissed, infact, there where three mindflayers, though one did not seem.. ready, distracted by the display. Another one was toying with a slave girl of their own and had not noticed them yet, Vel quickly flitting out and hiding under the slavegirls discarded outfit.
Lena found herself.. rather distracted and messy, but quickly shaken up by the situation, Ventus picking up, caressing Dasyra gently, both still nude, whilest Kaila was face to face with a mindflayer.
There was little the angelblood could do without her weapons, plus, she remembered what Dasyra had said, deciding to dash down along the right hand corridor, a naughty mess oozing out between her legs, whilest Kaila unleashed a mass of writhing tentacles upon the mindflayer in a 'lets see how you like it!' approach, catching the .. spent mindflayer and her drow attendant unaware, only the one that had been on guard jumping out of the grasping tentacles reach, barely.
Down the corridor was a larger chamber that held not just their equippment, but apparently quite a lot of gear taken from various capturees, luckily it was guarded only by a lone drow-slut, who Lena could harmlessly knock out without much of a fight.
Kaila busied the mindflayers by summoning a swarm of creatures (that could easily be dazed but also easily dismissed if they were), whilest Lena quickly picked up her gear, Dasyras and what she assumed where Kailas things.. but Ventus armor was just too heavy to put on top. Finally, the angel settled for only picking up a piece of underwear and the Deathknights sword. Immediatly as she touched it she regretted the decision, the sword was exeptionally cold and, whilest she was resistant to the frost crawling over her hand, the angel felt just a little bit of her lifeforce draining away (1 negative energy damage) just by holding the thing. Quickly tossing it atop of her pile she hurried back.
They didn't exactly have the time to gear up, Kaila pointed out, Vel smirking a little, knowing fully well the downsides of wearing clothes at all, but this way, at least everyone could carry their things. At that point, Lena realized she accidentially picked up some more stuff than she needed, some priestly outfit from, presumambly another recently captured slave mixed into their things (Hint Lior hint hint, Dexterity check against dropping something here by Kaila, Lena checks twice.)
Meanwhile, the Mindflayers had not been idle. While two of them had been picked up by tentacles and fucked into blissful unconscious submission, who you presume is their leader had withdrawn, now returning with a wand that unleashed a ray of purple energy at the tentacles, the same fading away wherever the ray hit. Meanwhile, the Bugbear had returned.. with a charmed umberhulk and multiple drow slave companions.
The Bugbear smirked, lifting his loincloth a bit, hinting at the fact that soon Kaila would be intimately aquainted with his junk, whilest Lena withdrew through the, luckily, still open door.
As soon as she got close to Ventus with the sword, the Deathknights hand shot out, her eyes, thanks to Dasyras efforts already mostly cleared of the ilithid influence induced daze now lighting up in an ice-blue fire. Amazingly wielding the large sword in one hand, she carried Dasyra in the other, piling her outfit and assets on top of her, stepping outside, where Kaila felt her next spell countered by a purple ray of energy, while a blast of psionic crystal shards cut into her arm. (Kaila takes 13 damage) Before the mindflayer could follow up however, Ventus stepped out of the haremroom/mindflayer peepshow.
"You have my gratitude Lena.. now.. you disgusting creatures.... I'd love to punish you, come forth if any of you dare challenge Death itself!"
As soon as Ventus stepped outside an aura of dread seemed to overwhelm all but the Mindflayer and one of the drow, driving them off. Even Kaila, Vel and Lena couldn't help but feel a creeping sense of dread as the Deathknight unleashed her full fearsome unholy might, though Dasyra rested suprisingly calm.
Apparently, the Mindflayer was not interested in a direct conflict with several armed (if not overly dressed) Adventurers, slowly backing off, retreating outside of the building through a large archway only to run into another slave woman of hers.
Liors eyes grew wide in joy as she shouted 'Handler!', ignoring the odd group rushing past. However, rather than a calm greeting there came a harsh command.. that Lior complied with before even questioning it. AFTER THEM!
Quickly, Lior pursued the.. an angel, a pale elf carrying another pale elf, a human woman and.. a tiny woman? Well, her handler had given her a command, so who was she to question what was going on.
Lior pursued with a dazed giggle, though interestingly, her willforce was strong enough not to simply be intimidated away by Ventus aura. Perhaps she was someone special?
That question was quickly answered when Kaila tried to cast greater invisibility to survey the situation only, with a mental command from her handler, only to have her spell crackle and fizzle away by a counterspell, her pursuer holding a holy symbol raised and smiling dazedly, even though she right after looked at the symbol that had been hanging around her neck all this time confusedly.
Lior wondered.. that symbol, why was it so different from her handler. Wasn't her handler her godess.. no no, that felt wrong. Still, the psychic insistance to pursue drove her on. And not just her.
Whatever hope the group had to fight off the mindflayers and defeat them at their own base of power was quickly smashed when two umberhulks and an enslaved drow stepped forward, the latter one extending her hands, shadows forming into a spiderlike shape on each side, as several lustful, but also angry looking mindflayers emerged from the buildings closeby as well, clearly contacted by a telephatic alarm by their leader.
With Ventus carrying Dasyra in a bridal hold(the cold sword not hurting the elf with how near undeath she already was anyway), she shouted a quick warning, deciding to take the oldest plan b in existance, with only one of the enemies, the priestly slave close enough to immediatly pursue them, running towards the back of the cave, looking for a way out of the city.
However, even if everyone followed Ventus and turned heel immediatly their foes were gaining on them. Not all the mindflayers had enslaved had the same speed as those running on two legs, where could they possibly turn, that was when they hear..
"Alright now, now, the dramatic timing is the best!"
For some reason Xirce had held Asheroth back for a moment, now, she could see why. Towards them came a group of people, some seemed evil, some not, Asheroth readied her blade, but.. stumbled backwards. Someone, no, not someone, something, the blade the pale elven woman wielded, as soon as it came into the view of Asheroths detect evil...
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Cold. So cold. Asheroth had never seen anything so cold, so evil. It was as if facing a fiend or a cleric devoting themselfs to evil, of a power beyond Asheroths.
(Ventus sword Shadowbringer has an aura of Overwhelming evil. Failing a charisma check when faced with this Asheroth is staggering back for the turn)
The escaping group sees two women, both seeming demonic.. one unknown, the other, easily recognized as Xirce,though, as you approach, her eyes catch on fire and an infernal rune appears on her palm, summoning a sword that is already ablaze in flames. Are you trapped? She seems about to attack you, as she raises her blade and exclaims..
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"Hellfire Barrage!" Her sword making a semi-circle, and a huge fireball flying forth from it, hitting an Umberhulk that was trying to reach out the nearest of the heroes. "Not done yet, suckers!" Xirce grinned, lifting a finger, pointing at the several large spiders summoned by the enslaved drow. (Those of you with decent or better spellcraft recognize Xirce is using eldritch magic.. a warlock it appears)
"Fiendfire Breaker!" She shouted forth, several bursts of molten fire springing forth from her fingers, blasting back the creatures, only for the Arch-Succubus to insistantly wave all of you through into a tunnel behind her.. including Lior, on accident. "Come on, no dawdling.. " She instructed, stepping into the tunnel herself, then slamming both hands into the ground at the entrance. "Wall of eternal torment!" She grinned, a wall of flames burning in a purple-red tone rising to block of the entrance.. Only for a bugbear to jump right through the flames, growling angrily.
Only to be cut down by Asheroths blade as the same had shaken herself off. The attack was not that powerful, but the creatures evil flesh seared through as the succubus blade lit up with holy energy, cutting through the creature, just as second wall of sold ice arose, completely blocking off the tunnel entrance. "If I recall your flames burn with fiendish energy rather than actual fire, so this should hold things off properly." Ventus explained, pulling her accursed blade out of the ground, finally sheathing it and checking on Dasyra, holding her cold and tight. "Are you alright my beloved?" Ventus inquired with gentle worry.
Xirce meanwhile posed. "Tzk, always so cold. You have been rescued by the one! The only! The Great Xirce! You may now be impressed, but not too long, hey, V, your fortress isn't far?""Indeed, our foe will catch up soon, we need to head on to my fortress. If you are injured or otherwise unable to continue, please tell us so. Otherwise ready your gear and let us rush. These creatures would not dare challenge me upon my domain."
You are in an earthen tunnel leading to, or in your case, away from the Mindflayer territory. For now the magic of Xirce and Ventus hold off your pursuers but this wont hold long. You'll either have to find a way to delay them further, or hurry. Lior most definitly recognizes Xirce and the command of her handler to go after them is still in effect... though beyond that she wouldn't be quite certain what to do, perhaps.
Ventus seems fine again, if she is still troubled by the mindflayers attempts upon her she does not show it, though her combat ability is questionable whilest also carrying Dasyra. Xirce, while acting fine, is actually breathing just as heavily as you are after your rushed escape (or pursuit, in Liors case). It seems her fire magic, while explosively powerful also takes a fair deal out of her. (Knowledge 15 or more to suspect she is a hellfire warlock.. an unusual but not impossible choice for a succubus, a warlock that has aquired, or stolen the secret to the devilish hellfire, incredibly dangerous, but also consuming the users lifeforce when used as a price.)
32 Knowledge Arcana. Couldn't fail that check anyways though haha.)
Kaila wasn't too surprised as she came face to face with the enemy. Not thrilled but, what were you gonna do? Oh right. Be a god damned wizard. "Let's see how hot you all are when you can't hide behind your cheating antimagic fields! Don't worry these PROBABLY can't knock you up. Unless of course I made a slight variant anyways."
Then there was tentacles, everywhere. Unfortunatly the leader scooted on her. She noted Lena running past. "Yeah, go find an exit for us, I'm not going to fight a whole city damn it!" She began conjuring up fiendish beasts for help. While celestial ones could hurt the enemy more, if they hurt her it'd be just as painful.
Lena came back with her gear, giving Kaila enough time to slip her headband on and carry the rest. Good thing too because it seemed the leader came back with a wand of dispel magic. And the bugbear and some more slaves. "Didn't you used to be a girl? Well doesn't matter. You will be when I'm done with you!"
She cursed as a crystal tore it's way through her arm, snarling as she prepared to do something about that wand and get her hat. Sadly she didn't get a chance as she felt a wave of fear over her. Glancing back, she saw that Ventus got her sword back. And was pissed. Kaila would be too in her situation, and knowing she wouldn't be getting her armor back. Fear trumped orders it seems, most of the slaves scattered. Pity.
"Nice to have you among the li... Well. Nice to have you back, can you clear a path if I back you up?," grunts Kaila, "I need some bandages and a bath and I'd like to do it with a brain in my head. You do have baths where we're going, right?"
Kaila cursed. A slave priestess had just dispelled her spell. And reinforcements enmass had come out of the woodwork. Fortunately Ventus agreed with her and Vel's immediate instinct. Get the fuck out. And there was only one pain in the ass that way, and as unarmed as she was, Kaila wasn't too concerned about a priestess.
Sadly they were being caught up to. Kaila braced herself to get in another fight as Vel prepped to battle off her opponents, when a familiar voice ringed out, as Xirce and... Some slave popped into view. Well, shit. Kaila knew enough to know Xirce wasn't targeting them, she'd been around her enough to know her quirks a bit. Still, she was not happy to have to be bailed out by her superior. Not happy at all.
Still, between her and evidently the blood traitor slave, they managed to clear a gap enough for Ventus to make walls of ice for them. Sadly the cleric got in with them. It seemed like a sound plan to flee for the fortress.
"Operation Hardass Nipples is a go then, we flee for the frigid ice fort nakedish. Also, you think we've got enough time to punch that priest unconscious and carry her with us so I can stop being counterspelled? I can dump out plenty of obstacles, and ensure we're the fastest things around, but only if I'm allowed to actually get a spell off. Fricking dispel magic. I can heal everyone who is hurt afterwards. Even Ventus, not all the heals is positive or negative after all."
"I can carry the elf if we need to.," says Vel, as she flutters her little body about, "But we could just get the holy symbol off the slave girl, then she can't cast her way out of a bag. She kinda looks familiar actually. Don't you own that one, Lady Xirce? Guess the mindflayer's poached her off you."
"Well, let's see just how many more dispels she can do.," growls Kaila, before dropping a grease spell between them and the opposition, "By far the most all around useful spell but in this case, it's best for making a slip and slide pile up." She then turned and started hurrying again.
"Y-Yes I'm a virgin, Kaila... p-please not so rough," Lena whimpered softly, though shaking her ass a bit, as those soft spines find her most sensitive spots deep inside, where she let out lewd moans of pleasure. "N-No I... d-don't want them to know. M-My papa would disown me," she then mewled when Kaila whispered in her ear about tainting her bloodline and the family reunion.
Lena's moans as she was pressed against the viewing window as her breasts pressed hard against it, her tongue lolling out even more as her pussy clamped down on Kaila's shaft, milking it for all it was worth. Lena cried out as she came with Kaila, the Tiefling's shaft pulsating inside of her as the spines locked them together, her cock throbbing like crazy and spurting her seed out onto the floor. Lena's hips wiggled some more along with Kaila's, the ecstasy coursing through her body, and her folds clamped down around Kaila's cock, not willing to let her go to pull out as Lena panted like mad.
When Kaila finally did manage to pull out, Lena's folds dripping and leaking Kaila's cum heavily, and her tiny slit throbbing slightly where Kaila and Vel could both see, while Lena leaned against the window still. When Vel pulled her to the floor onto her hands and knees, Lena's cheeks were flushed red with a mix of embarrassment, and lust. Something in Lena had snapped, and the pleasure, and lust that had built up from Kaila was overflowing, leaving her too horny to resist Vel in any sense of the word, and Lena even found herself actively pushing her hips back when she felt Vel's large canine demon cock pushing into her.
As she felt Vel's jaws clamp around the back of her neck to hold her firmly and dominantly in place, Lena's eyes went wide when she felt Vel's cock swelling fast inside of her, spreading her tight little cunny as widely around her length as it could, while Vel's balls slapped against Lena's clit, and her own balls, making her moan and squeal even more lewd and loud than when Kaila was fucking her silly. "{I... I'm a ranger too... y-you know. And I... n-never said you weren't beautiful... Vel. I see beauty in many things... e-even demons. But... s-shut the hell up and... f-fuck me... b-breed me already dammit,}" Lena said back to Vel through the mental link, bucking her hips back as her inner lusts took over, and not caring that Vel was a demon, and going to breed her full of demonic half blood children. "{I'm not worthy? Y-You're the one not worthy of gracing this celestial pussy of mine, you beast. You're just scared of knotting me for a week because I'm so tight, that you're already about to cum before you even finish knotting me,}" she went on to say back through their mental link, her pussy clamping down around Vel's knotted cock and milking it for all it was worth, leaning down with her ass high in the air as her moans and squeals filled the chamber.
When she felt Vel's knot finally swell to full size, as the quasit slammed into her one last time before truly knotting her, Lena's eyes went wide as she came, hard... her seed blasting onto the floor beneath her as she felt Vel's boiling hot sperm filling her up. Lena cried aloud as she lifted her feet up under her a bit, and started rolling and kneading Vel's large fluffy and full balls with them, coaxing more and more cum out and into her womb as it was invaded by demon sperm. By the time Vel had truly knotted her and turned around to both ensure the knot funneled all her cum into Lena's womb, and so she could watch the door, Lena was gasping and panting like crazy to catch her breath, her pussy still twitching and trembling around Vel's huge knotted cock and milking every last drop she could out of those demonic balls.
Then, everything went down, as Vel shapeshifted a few moments later and dashed out the door, leaving Lena's legs feeling like jelly, as she collapsed to the floor. Her inner lusts had taken over and a firm hold, but she was still in enough of her right mind to quickly get up and follow the corridor out, where she threw a hefty right hook into the sole drow woman that had been guarding the door leading to where their things were. Lena grabbed her pack, and then Kaila's and Dasyra's backpacks, and slung all three over her left shoulder, her adrenaline allowing her to carry them all with relative ease, and though she wanted to grab Ventus's armor as well, she simply couldn't and instead grabbed Ventus's underwear, and then... her sword. Immediately, Lena felt a cold deathly feeling wash over her, but she quickly put it onto the pile of their things, and hauled it as fast as she could back to the others.
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She ran past Kaila who was facing off against a Bugbear and a mindflayer, and tossed Ventus her sword, before handing Dasyra her things, and carrying both hers and Kaila's things, quickly swinging her belt around her so that she could at least wear her swords on her hips again properly just in case she had to draw them to fight. As they started making their way out in the chaos, Lena tossed Kaila her pack and as she ran past Vel, Lena reached down and attempted to scoop her up under one arm, because she thought the little quasit would be hard pressed to keep up with them on her smaller legs. "Come on Vel... you're not getting out of helping me take care of these babies you put in my belly you little beast," Lena growled softly, but... almost playfully, at Vel as she scooped her up.
When the Umberhulks had burst in though, Lena gulped slightly as Ventus's aura was blazing strongly nearby, and making her feel... a bit of dread in her gut. She scrambled around and followed Ventus as quickly as she could, when she saw Xirce show up in front of them, and was about to put her back to Ventus to prepare a fight to the death, before she saw Xirce unleash a barrage of hellfire on the mindflayers and their servitors behind the group.
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"W-Wow... such powerful eldritch magics," Lena commented softly as they ran down the tunnel while Xirce's hellfire blazed behind them, blocking the passageway and allowing them to escape without being pursued... well, pursued by anyone that could really do anything to them at least.
When they finally came to a halt a few minutes later, with Lena still carrying Vel under one arm, though her hand had drifted a bit to Vel's folds and was caressing them slightly, her inner lusts still affecting her a bit and guiding her to do that. "W-Whatever we do, we should hurry along back to the fortress. But before we get there... we have two things to worry about. One, we'll freeze to death if we don't at least bundle up, but thankfully I got some blankets in my bag that I thought to bring with us, if we don't want to get our clothes dirty. And secondly... what about her, the one following us?" Lena asked the others, looking with a bit of lust at all of the naked ladies around her, and at Xirce as well, the succubus radiating sexuality that caused Lena's cock to rise up to full mast again.
Xirce, Ventus
Corridor close to the Mindflayers
Tag: Lior, Lena primarly
"Oh hey, its Lior. I wondered where you'd wandered off to.. Hey Kaila, remember Lior? She was that hard to.. convince slavegirl we picked up briefly, seems to have a talent for being enslaved, despite what she said." Xirce inserted, one hand extending, caressing and teasing along Lenas shaft as if that was just as normal as conversing, cupping and rubbing the tip for a moment, until Ventus interjected. "We need be cautious, but if she is a spy of yours, we need not delay.""Spy? Uh.. I might have sent her out on a mission to do that.. Don't think I did." She tipped her chin, then grinned.. "I'm awesome, aren't I?" She stroked a bit more enthusiastically, as she remembered Lenas praise of her magic earlier.
The Deathknight remained more calm and thoughtful, letting people speak out and caressing Dasyra rather than openly and lewdly stroking along.
Kaila and Vel
Escape Tunnel
Tag: All, primarily Lena and Xirce
"Oh I remember. She hit me with a chair. And you didn't let me punish her for it.," growls Kaila, "I'd love to make up for lost time with... Reprogramming her properly, but I imagine you'd prefer dibs on her?"
Vel, who's still under Lena's arm, allowing herself lazily to be carried along huffs a bit at Lena being stroked, smirking. "This ones full of my kids and me full of hers. Quite the demon breeder, and she's scared of being undead. Real subby too. Though has a bit of a mouth."
{And I'm gonna knot that mouth later for talking back to me. Not worthy? I may not own you in name, but your body knows who it belongs too. Your wombs full of my growing claim on it, you'll show and share blood with fiends and me and our kids will do it again and again til that hideous celestialness is properly reshaped. And then maybe I'll breed you to your parents and siblings. Assuming Xirce doesn't decide to have you first. If you were so lucky anyways. Course that assumes she doesn't just eat your soul, ahaha! So being mines a much better deal.}
Xirce, Ventus
Corridor close to the Mindflayers
Tag: Lior, Lena primarly
"I have dibs on everyone! Remember my teachings.. and bwahahaha.. the chair thing was -hillarious- to me, I still don't get why you want to punish her for it. You wanna pro her grams you do that, make sure shes proper loyal to archsuccubi too." Though the Succubus hushed after an ice-cold.. literally, glare from Ventus, her eyes wandering to Dasyra.. "Alright, dibs on everyone thats still warm to hot blooded." She raised one hand defensively. "A demon breeder? Neat! Good job Vel. See, Vel found a demon breeder, why can't you be more like her?""Hey, thats my slave.. then again.. she doesn't seem unhappy by the looks of it." Ventus mused and Xirce made sure to emphatize Vels words (and indirectly telephatic message) with another slight stroke, and a rewarding belly-scratching for Vel. (Just a bit of claw, just like demons like it.)
Kaila and Vel
Escape tunnel
Tag: Xirce and Lena primarily.
"She might have my kids in her too. We used knocking her up as cover for our escape. We'd never have gotten that far at all without my magic. And the reason is if slaves swing chairs at others they might start swinging a chair at you, Lady Xirce.," sighs Kaila, "Also because I'd enjoy it. There's an enjoyable irony in breaking a cleric of that goddess."
"Course she likes it. No offense, but that's sorta one thing you probably can't give a lady, Lady Ventus. You can fuck em to death and beyond and make em climax for eons but you can't expand a family. Althooooough, I bet if you negotiated with Lady Xirce, maybe that can be fixed. After all, she is the greatest, and serves the greatest. And in the Abyss, anythings possible. Hell, wouldn't that be a fun way to celebrate her undeath? Finish her off with a bun in the oven? An undead child slowly sapping both blood and life from the one you bred, carrying a strain to animate them on the spot of your choice? I mean, you were right about undead demons. Demon Lord Zura and Demon Lord Orcus are a thing that exists after all. So it can't hurt to try right? Your call anyways."
Kaila smirks a bit, stretching. "Barring that, your only method would be to force your living slaves to reproduce a bunch and choose a few to be your adopted kids. But we should probably do this talk at the fortress right? I mean those spells last awhile but I find talks like this should be done in a toasty room with hot slaves sucking you off, and some special mushrooms."
Underdark corridor near illithid stronghold
Tag: All
Lena glanced over at Xirce when the succubus reached out and grasped the head of her shaft, Lena winced slightly at how sensitive it still was from her sex with Vel and Kaila before, and shuddered as she let out a soft moan. "I... w-was impressed before by your beauty at the auction. B-But I'm even more impressed by the fact that you can use eldritch magics," Lena cooed softly, wiggling her hips slightly as she was stroked a bit more.
"{I-It's not that I'm afraid of undeath... e-exactly, A-And it wasn't by choice that we knocked each other up you little beast,}" Lena told Vel through the mental link, giving her a little shake and slipping her middle finger inside of the small demon's tight wet folds. "{And she wouldn't dare eat my soul,}" she added.
"And... mistress, it was the pleasure of the moment. I didn't have have too much of a choice in the matter, to be honest. I mean... it's a small price to pay, to get us out of there, I guess, but you get the idea. I won't lie... I've always wanted children, though I just didn't expect my first children to be... demonic, or whatever, to be honest. I also won't lie that back there... Vel and Kaila really... got me all hot and bothered. My cock's so hard it hurts right now," Lena said softly to the others, a small spurt of her pre coming out into Xirce's hand and serving to lube her up.
Dasyra groaned weakly as the deathknight disengaged from her with a wet, gooey withdrawal. The weakly breathing elf ranger felt an emptiness in her loins, and along with it a wistful sadness. Cold, viscous cum leaked slowly out of her pussy, and her tired muscles couldn't prevent it from pooling beneath her onto the rug of the harem chamber.
She turned her gaze to observe the casting of the knock spell, and the quick eruption of chaos that ensued shortly thereafter. She wanted to pull herself up and help with the effort to evacuate, but her session with Ventus had weakened her to a death-like state. Her will to stand by Ventus' side was strong - desperate even, but her muscles refused to respond. She would either need to have time to recover and distance herself from the negative energy, or she would need to complete the transformation into undeath in order to be useful again.
Instead, her mistress, whose mind had been mostly restored by the intimacy of their connection, lifted her easily in one arm and led her out into the hallway. With the strength she had left, Dasyra tried to loop her arms around Ventus' neck and be as easily 'carryable' as possible.
To her eyes, Ventus appeared to be bathed in golden light, her radiant hair swirling in an unearthly wind, emanating an aura of courage and raw elvenkind that brought icy tears to the ranger's eyes. It was as if a heroic song of the Sildarine were coming to life and holding her.
The ice cold blade was returned to the elven warrior and it did not bother Dasyra. It merely strengthened the aura of beauty surrounding Ventus. The group fought their way out of the city, scattering the mindflayers and picking up aid in the form of an archsuccubus and her servants. Dasyra could only watch and observe it, as the world spun about her. She was dizzy, nauseous, and her body was drained, her muscles slack, her heart slow and her breathing coming in shallow, fighting through tightened tubes to inhale.
In a lull in their flight, Ventus held her close and asked her if she were okay. The question struck Dasyra as amusing and in her typical humor, she answered:
"Oh mistress. I've a funny feeling I'm not going to make it.~" She smiled and slowly pushed a finger across Ventus' lips. Then she let it drop and said more somberly.
"The moment of my death is yours to command, my Lady. I will hold on until then. I'm afraid our enthusiasm before has made me ineffective, but I'll move as best I can, if you need me to."
She put her head against Ventus' shoulder in a show of loyalty while Xirce and the various demon bloods all began to boast and act possessively over the situation. She wasn't sure if it was all the cooled blood in her veins, but this conversation made her giggle softly.
"Yes, I'm definitely taken, Xirce. And Kaila - nothing is impossible. Evening Glory could bless the Lady Ventus with a child."
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