Gwenive woke up, bound by her hands and feet and blindfolded. Her sleeve were cuffed in a strange glove that made her fingers inner locked together and a rope was pulling them high above her head. Her ft were bounded in a similar mode so that her toes were forced downwards towards the floor. Beyond that and the blindfold across her eyes, Gwenive was naked. The cold of her surroundings bit at her cutis, which caused goosebumps to mount all over her. The young elf shivered.

Without hatful, she started to scan the region with her hearing. Somewhere there was the auditory sensation of logs popping from a fire, but she wasn't close enough to palpate it's lovingness. She couldn't hear razz or nighttime time bug, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she hear crisp steps on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metal ringing, keys most probably, and soon a gravid door opened and the steps moved into Gwenive 's room.

"You are awake."A womanhood's voice echoed off the walls. The phonation was as cold as the room, as if it couldn't convey emotions if it wanted to."Good. I expect you wish to know what is going on, where you are, why you are here, blah blah blah."The woman's dusty hands touched Gwenive's face."So pretty ..."the articulation whispered before going on."Where you are isn't of import 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 retentiveness she had. She had been in a party of three, a sellsword human named Bernard, a tiefling sorceress named Asharia, and herself a forest fire fighter guiding them. They had been sent on a quest from a local anaesthetic adventurer's guild to cover down the monster creditworthy for the disappearance of Danton True Young men and women from the Ithiel Town of Dragon 's Maw. Their lead-in had led them to an abandoned manor house that once was home to the local anaesthetic mogul, Lady Sliversmith. The group had barely stepped foot in the manor house when demonic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the beasts fast, and the survive Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an incantation as one demon slammed her school principal into the base by her horns while others ripped her clothes from her, eager to souse their red hot hammer into her. Gwenive might have fallen the same had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an volatile magic that threw force-out and fire outwards from her. Many of the daimon had been caught in the blast but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her stream office."Where is Asharia and Bernard ?"

"The human is perfectly. Fell to my scallywag quickly. For something so small, they are powerful in group and easygoing to make. Your tiefling booster should be birthing a few dozen in the next calendar week or so the way they've been at it. She was impregnable, casting a spell while being ravaged and raped. And in the electric cell, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will disclose and I didn't need to even out lock up the door. She's submitted to her role as demons'whore quite nicely."The frigid work force moved gently across Gwenive 's bosom."It's the least she can do for destroying the front of my manor. Hopefully she'll last a few days longer than most. I'd like to get at least three litters out of her bitch before she dies of exhaustion."The voice moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could feel the coolness in her breath."You're gentlewoman Silversmith ? But you died long time ago."

"Wrong. I'm not. Though I wear her skin, I am someone else. Something else. I am a force of nature, the consequences of a life history of shadow sins of flesh and pleasure. Lady Silversmith gave her dead body and soul to me in dark matrimony and I took what was mine."The voice was finally gaining some step to it, as the emotional William Henry Gates had been opened."And I'll keep taking until I have the power to exhaust my sisters from their incarceration and we finally crack the creation and let our mother of Pleasure into this world !"The undead sleeve of Lady Silversmith wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the puppet cadaver kissed the back of her neck opening."But to gain that power, I have to submit it willingly. Which means I need you to move over it to me. But before you say ‘ never', listen to me."One deal slowly lowered itself down to Gwenive 's sex, the cold fingerbreadth dancing across her skin."I will add you to the edge of coming a thousand clip, maintain you begging for firing, and never deed over it to you. I can fuck you in ways you can't Menachem Begin to think with tools and role you never knew existed. Or I could let you meet the same fate as the tiefling, filled in every jam with ogre cum, speaking only in rinse cries of pleasure as imp peter after imp putz drains itself inside you, leaving you so gone mentally, you forgot everything but the flavour of being breed. Or you can give yourself to me now, and I'll show you the futurity that my Mother plans for every creature in this world."Gwenive felt a shudder of pleasure curl through her as dame Silversmith 's digit played with her, her breath became more shallow as each spike heel of lust made it's way up her consistence. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to destruction. Could she keep her mind farseeing in that site ? in all probability not. And she couldn't flight now, the edge that held her gave her no spring. She had no other choice but to give the demon what she wanted."I'll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go."Gwenive's words sounded substantial than she felt but she hoped that the ogre was do-or-die enough to select the deal. The paw left Gwenive and the sharp footsteps left the elbow room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of frail steps. Gwenive listened as the weak stone's throw moved in front of her. The sharp musk of monster germ filled Gwenive 's nose, nearly gagging her."What is your name ?"lady Silversmith asked. Asharia's weak vocalisation struggled to feel the words before she finally spoke."Whore."

"And what is it that you want ? freedom ? office ?"

"To be… used… to be… bred…"

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

"Is that true ?"Lady 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 trail and awful public figure the imps had given her. ma'am silverworker 's frigidity laugh added unrelenting euphony to the affair, bouncing off the walls like arrows into Gwenive 's ears."See, I can't make that hand because there isn't anyone named Asharia here. Just Whore. And prostitute looks a bit athirst. Are you, Whore ?"The tiefling quietly said yes."And what does tart eat ?"“ Cocks."Asharia's lips said. Gwenive was angry. She shook at her dressing, trying to break-dance rid but it was useless."Well, I don't have a cock to fertilise her with. But I think our elven champion can help with that."Lady Silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This time, her hand when straightaway to Gwenive 's vagina, and two fingerbreadth dove inside her without any foreplay. They moved in and out with forceful speed, shooting twinkle of pleasure up Gwenive 's body. The elf let out a moan as the fingers keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to avail us flow you, Whore. Let's give you what you want !"As ma'am silverworker removed her fingers from the elf 's sex, she felt something come out of it. It took her a secondment to make that it was something apart of her, and she could finger the cold air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, more like was stretching out of her body. Soon the target laid limp over her vagina and touched the inside of her legs. Suddenly the blindfold was off and Gwenive could see a beautiful, pale human womanhood standing in front of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in dirt, roue, and dried cum sitting on her stifle before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive finish saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a curt clip, fresh reaching marks marked her red skin. Asharia's eyes were fixated between Gwenive 's stage and as she looked down, she found that she now has a penis. Asharia's hands moved to caress the new pulp pole, the warm touch caused it to twitch."Asharia, no…"Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn't hear it. Instead, she kept moving her deal along the length of Gwenive 's cock, causing it to slowly stiffen and acclivity. It felt right to Gwenive but she still tried to struggle against the joy. The two adventurer hadn't known each early long but the commando didn't wish to see such a proud mage like this. How long had she been out ? It had to of taken a long time for Asharia to break, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the own body of Lady Silversmith, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a black gown that hung loosely off her berm so the tumid breast of the char was exposed. The daemon was busy playing with her sex while sucking on the fingers that had been inside Gwenive. The whole scene was arousing, but creepy at the same time. That thought didn't stop Gwenive 's penis from becoming erect, and soon the mass was standing straight out from her soundbox, with Asharia looking at it with lecherousness and desire in her eyes."The best share is that I never told her to do this. She's given herself to her fate."Lady Silversmith said as her pulled her wet fingerbreadth from her slit and over her boob."You should give thanks me for given you such a wonderful hussy to pleasure you, and a heavy tool for her to meet with."Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia"Don't do this ! She may have broken your will, but you can still fight 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 cock into her back talk, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to suppress her moan but it slipped from her lips, her eubstance betraying her. Asharia licked the head of the penis and used her hands to stroke the shaft. It took only a few present moment for Gwenive to holler from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the low few snap, but Gwenive 's witching cock kept spraying freight after load. Soon the tiefling 's boldness were full and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the floor. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the base to work out up what she had missed. peeress Silversmith laughed and moaned at the tidy sum."Yes ! That's a safe Whore ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her breath enough to scream"YOU VILE BITCH ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE hamper I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD eye FROM YOUR pectus AND SEND YOU TO THE abyss THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a gag in reply. The demon moved towards the twosome and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your Logos are secure but your body tells the Sojourner Truth !"Gwenive could experience her cock hadn't changed from it's erect position."You act as if what I have given you is a jinx. You thankless bitch !"And Gwenive 's look exploded in painfulness from a slap from gentlewoman Sliversmith. The fiend moved so fast Gwenive didn't even see her arm movement."I offer you Paradise. I offered you double-dyed joy. All you have to do is posit to me."Lady silver-worker aimed Gwenive 's cock towards her wet sex."It's not as if my mother wants to burn down your humankind. She only wants you to eff, to sleep together, to shed your preconceived impression of morality. She wants to create a world devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed."madam Silversmith began to lower herself into Gwenive, the frigidness but wet snatch of the undead lady sent a chill through the elf 's body."When you serve a higher power such as the female parent of delight, you don't need such useless emotions. You just give yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The ogre wrapped her pegleg around Gwenive 's hip joint and her arms around her neck. She bounced up and down, each thrust sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the corpse. Gwenive closed her eyes, trying to conceive of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The demon was winning. How long could she keep resisting. Could she stopping point a day, a workweek, a calendar month of this continuous fucking ? The ranger moaned again as she felt a secondment coming build down below. It wouldn't be long before she came within the fiend."Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"crying rolled down Gwenive 's impertinence as she realized the truth. She wouldn't escape valve. She would be used as a sex toy, a whore, until she died. The demon would plunder her, and Asharia until they took their last breathing space. And they would give nativity to demon spawns, litter after bedding material of them. She knew she was defeated. cipher would change this. Gwenive dropped her dead down into Lady silversmith's chest, the smell of demise and incense was firm here."I want… I want… to…"

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive 's face. She opened her eyes to see roue all over ma'am silversmith 's picket boob. A blade was sticking out of them, just a tomentum 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The demon dropped down on Gwenive 's dick one Sir Thomas More clip, causing the elf to follow. It was as intense as before and load after cargo filled the dead woman's physical structure. Once she stopped, the monster fell back, causing the eternal rest of the brusk sword to push it's way through her body. The demon grabbed the blade with a blur looking in her typeface. Behind her, Asharia stood, the faded look gone from her eyes, and she stood above her like an adventurer she was."I am Asharia. Not Whore anymore !"She raised her hired hand and called forth a flame from the ether, sending it crashing down on ma'am silverworker. The demon possessed corpse screamed in pain in the ass as the flames burned away the flesh and bones until nothing but ash remained. From everywhere, screams of monkey echoed through the manor, as they realized their Mistress had been destroyed.

Asharia quickly worked on untying Gwenive from her restrains then gave her the sword she stabbed peeress silversmith with."I hope you got some intensity left. There are many imp here and some of the disoriented hoi polloi are downstairs alive. We are in for a fight."

"Good."Gwenive smiled."I need to mess up off some steam. ”