Gwenive woke up, bound by her custody and human foot and blindfolded. Her arms were cuffed in a strange glove that made her digit inner locked together and a Mexican valium was pulling them high above her capitulum. Her feet were bounded in a similar manner so that her toes were forced downwards towards the story. Beyond that and the blindfold across her eyes, Gwenive was naked. The cold of her environment bit at her pelt, which caused goose bump to stand up all over her. The young elf shivered.

Without hatful, she started to glance over the arena with her hearing. Somewhere there was the strait of logs popping from a fire, but she wasn't close enough to experience it's passion. She couldn't hear birds or night time bug, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she get a line sharp tone on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metal ringing, keys most in all probability, and soon a heavy door opened and the stone's throw moved into Gwenive 's way.

"You are awake."A woman's vocalisation echoed off the walls. The voice was as inhuman as the room, as if it couldn't convey emotions if it wanted to."Good. I expect you wish well to bed what is going on, where you are, why you are here, blah fustian blah."The woman's common cold hands touched Gwenive's face."So pretty ..."the voice whispered before going on."Where you are isn't important at all. What's going on is… something you'll find out in a bit. And the why… well… you should remember why."Gwenive thought back to the last memories she had. She had been in a party of three, a sellsword homo named Bernard, a tiefling sorceress named Asharia, and herself a ranger guiding them. They had been sent on a quest from a local adventurer's guild to track down the monster responsible for the fade of young men and char from the town of firedrake 's Maw. Their steer had led them to an abandoned manor that once was home to the local anesthetic baron, Lady Sliversmith. The group had barely tread foot in the manor when demonic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the wildcat fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an conjuration as one fiend slammed her head into the floor by her horns while others ripped her wearing apparel from her, bore to plunge their red hot turncock into her. Gwenive might get fallen the same had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an explosive trick that threw military unit and fire outwards from her. Many of the demons had been caught in the blow but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her current spot."Where is Asharia and Claude Bernard ?"

"The human is dead. fell to my imps quickly. For something so small, they are powerful in grouping and easy to make. Your tiefling Friend should be birthing a few twelve in the next week or so the way they've been at it. She was strong, casting a spell while being ravaged and raped. And in the prison cell, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will broke and I didn't need to even mesh the room access. She's submitted to her persona as demons'whore quite nicely."The cold helping hand moved gently across Gwenive 's breasts."It's the to the lowest degree she can do for destroying the front of my manor house. Hopefully she'll last a few daytime longer than near. I'd like to get at least three litters out of her cunt before she dies of exhaustion."The voice moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could finger the cold in her breathing time."You're Lady silversmith ? But you died years ago."

"wrong. I'm not. Though I wear her cutis, I am someone else. Something else. I am a force play of nature, the consequences of a animation of dark sins of flesh and pleasance. Lady Silversmith gave her body and soul to me in dark matrimony and I took what was mine."The voice was finally gaining some tone to it, as the aroused gates had been opened."And I'll preserve taking until I have the big businessman to release my sisters from their imprisonment and we finally crack the macrocosm and let our Mother of Pleasure into this world !"The undead weapon of lady silverworker wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the puppet corpse kissed the back of her neck."But to benefit that power, I have to take up it willingly. Which means I need you to give it to me. But before you say ‘ never', listen to me."One hand slowly lowered itself down to Gwenive 's sex, the cold finger's breadth dancing across her skin."I will bring you to the edge of coming a thousand time, keep you begging for tone ending, and never grant it to you. I can fuck you in ways you can't Begin to imagine with tools and parts you never knew existed. Or I could let you suffer the same fate as the tiefling, filled in every hole with demon cum, speaking only in gargle war cry of pleasure as imp putz after imp cock drains itself inside you, leaving you so gone mentally, you forgot everything but the belief of being breed. Or you can gift yourself to me now, and I'll appearance you the future that my Mother plans for every tool in this world."Gwenive felt a shiver of delight roster through her as Lady silverworker 's fingerbreadth played with her, her breath became more shallow as each capitulum of lust made it's way up her soundbox. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she hold back her idea long in that situation ? likely not. And she couldn't escape now, the bounds that held her gave her no springiness. She had no other selection but to impart the demon what she wanted."I'll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go."Gwenive's password sounded stronger than she felt but she hoped that the demon was do-or-die enough to ask the deal. The hands left Gwenive and the sharp footsteps left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of infirm steps. Gwenive listened as the decrepit steps moved in front of her. The keen musk of devil seed filled Gwenive 's nozzle, nearly gagging her."What is your figure ?"Lady Silversmith asked. Asharia's sapless part struggled to find the words before she finally spoke."Whore."

"And what is it that you want ? exemption ? Power ?"

"To be… used… to be… bred…"

Gwenive cried behind her blindfold."No… You are Asharia. You are a sorceress of great might. You aren't a bawd !"

"Is that truthful ?"dame Silversmith said with a wicked hint in her voice.

"No… I… I am… a whore… a slut… a cocksleave…"

"NO ! NO ! NO !"Gwenive screamed as Asharia kept saying lead and horrendous names the scallywag had given her. Lady Silversmith 's cold laugh added unforgiving euphony to the amour, bouncing off the wall like pointer into Gwenive 's pinna."See, I can't make that deal because there isn't anyone named Asharia here. Just Whore. And Whore looks a bit hungry. Are you, Whore ?"The tiefling quietly said yes."And what does Whore eat ?"“ Cocks."Asharia's lips said. Gwenive was angry. She shook at her bandaging, trying to break loose but it was useless."wellspring, I don't have a stopcock to fee her with. But I think our elven friend can help with that."Lady silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This prison term, her hand when straight to Gwenive 's vagina, and two digit dove inside her without any arousal. They moved in and out with forceful f number, shooting Sparks of pleasure up Gwenive 's body. The elf let out a moan as the digit keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to aid us prey you, fancy woman. Let's apply you what you want !"As Lady Silversmith removed her fingerbreadth from the elf 's sex, she felt something come out of it. It took her a second to realize that it was something apart of her, and she could feel the frigidness air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, more like was stretching out of her physical structure. Soon the object laid hitch over her vagina and touched the inside of her peg. Suddenly the blindfold was off and Gwenive could see a beautiful, sick human cleaning woman standing in front end of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in dirt, blood, and dried cum sitting on her knees before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive last saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a short fourth dimension, clean stretchiness print marked her red skin. Asharia's middle were fixated between Gwenive 's peg and as she looked down, she found that she now has a penis. Asharia's hands moved to caress the new physique terminal, the warm contact caused it to twitch."Asharia, no…"Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn't hear it. Instead, she kept moving her men along the duration of Gwenive 's cock, causing it to slowly stiffen and rise. It felt good to Gwenive but she still tried to struggle against the pleasure. The two adventurers hadn't known each other long but the ranger didn't care to see such a lofty mage like this. How long had she been out ? It had to of taken a tenacious prison term for Asharia to bump, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the possess body of Lady silverworker, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a sinister robe that hung loosely off her articulatio humeri so the large breast of the woman was exposed. The ogre was officious playing with her sex while sucking on the fingers that had been inside Gwenive. The completely aspect was arousing, but creepy at the same sentence. That thought didn't stop Gwenive 's penis from becoming erect, and soon the mass was standing straight out from her body, with Asharia looking at it with lecherousness and desire in her eyes."The intimately theatrical role is that I never told her to do this. She's given herself to her fate."Lady Silversmith said as her pulled her wet finger from her twat and over her white meat."You should thank me for given you such a wonderful adulteress to pleasure you, and a great tool for her to bring with."Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia"Don't do this ! She may have broken your will, but you can still defend back ! Don't do this !"

Asharia looked up at Gwenive, as if she thought about what she said. But it didn't matter. Asharia took Gwenive 's prick into her mouth, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to repress her moan but it slipped from her lips, her trunk betraying her. Asharia licked the read/write head of the penis and used her script to stroke the scape. It took only a few moments for Gwenive to squall from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the first few shooter, but Gwenive 's magic shaft kept spraying load after load. Soon the tiefling 's cheeks were fully and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the floor. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the floor to lick up what she had missed. Lady Silversmith laughed and moaned at the passel."Yes ! That's a good fancy woman ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her breath enough to cry"YOU VILE BITCH ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE SHACKLES I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD HEART FROM YOUR CHEST AND SEND YOU TO THE abysm THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a laugh in reply. The devil moved towards the brace and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your words are secure but your eubstance tells the truth !"Gwenive could feel her cock hadn't changed from it's set up attitude."You act as if what I have given you is a hex. You ungrateful cunt !"And Gwenive 's face exploded in pain in the neck from a slap from madam Sliversmith. The daimon moved so libertine Gwenive didn't even see her arm move."I offer you heaven. I offered you double-dyed pleasure. All you have to do is reconcile to me."lady Silversmith aimed Gwenive 's cock towards her wet sex."It's not as if my Mother wants to sting your world. She only wants you to fuck, to love, to pour forth your preconceived notions of ethical motive. She wants to create a world devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed."gentlewoman silverworker began to lower herself into Gwenive, the coldness but wet snap of the undead lady sent a shiver through the elf 's body."When you serve a higher power such as the Mother of pleasance, you don't need such useless emotions. You just ease up yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The demon wrapped her stage around Gwenive 's hips and her arms around her cervix. She bounced up and down, each thrust sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the corpse. Gwenive closed her eyes, trying to remember of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The daimon was winning. How long could she hold open resisting. Could she last a day, a calendar week, a calendar month of this continuous nooky ? The Ranger moaned again as she felt a moment orgasm build down below. It wouldn't be long before she came within the demon."Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"Tears rolled down Gwenive 's nerve as she realized the Sojourner Truth. She wouldn't escape. She would be used as a sex toy, a whore, until she died. The demon would rape her, and Asharia until they took their end breath. And they would give nativity to demon spawns, bedding after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. Nothing would change this. Gwenive dropped her perfectly down into Lady silverworker's dresser, the smell of death and incense was strong here."I want… I want… to…"

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive 's aspect. She opened her heart to see line of descent all over madam Silversmith 's sick breast. A steel was sticking out of them, just a hair 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The demon dropped down on Gwenive 's cock one more time, causing the elf to come. It was as intense as before and freight after load filled the short woman's torso. Once she stopped, the demon fell back, causing the eternal sleep of the shortly steel to crowd it's way through her body. The daimon grabbed the blade with a mixed-up look in her face. Behind her, Asharia stood, the faded look gone from her eyes, and she stood above her like an venturer she was."I am Asharia. Not Whore anymore !"She raised her hand and called Forth River a flame from the ether, sending it crashing down on lady Silversmith. The daimon possessed cadaver screamed in pain sensation as the flames burned away the flesh and bones until naught but ash remained. From everywhere, belly laugh of brownie echoed through the manor, as they realized their kept woman had been destroyed.

Asharia quickly worked on untying Gwenive from her restrains then gave her the steel she stabbed Lady Silversmith with."I hope you got some military posture left. There are many imps here and some of the lost people are on a lower floor alive. We are in for a fight."

"Good."Gwenive smiled."I need to shoot a line off some steam. ”