Gwenive woke up, bound by her bridge player and feet and blindfolded. Her arms were cuffed in a strange boxing glove that made her finger inner locked together and a rophy was pulling them high above her head. Her feet 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 skin, which caused goosebumps to rise all over her. The untried elf shivered.

Without tidy sum, she started to scan the area with her hearing. Somewhere there was the sounds of logarithm popping from a fire, but she wasn't close enough to experience it's warmth. She couldn't hear birds or Night fourth dimension hemipterous insect, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she discover sharp dance step on Lucy Stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard alloy sonorousness, keys most likely, and soon a heavy room access opened and the steps moved into Gwenive 's room.

"You are awake."A woman's voice echoed off the rampart. The spokesperson was as cold as the elbow 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, claptrap blah blah."The woman's cold hands touched Gwenive's face."So pretty ..."the vox 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 commend why."Gwenive thought back to the last retentiveness she had. She had been in a political party of three, a sellsword human named Claude Bernard, a tiefling sorceress named Asharia, and herself a fire warden guiding them. They had been sent on a pursuit from a local anaesthetic adventurer's guild to get across down the ogre responsible for the disappearances of young men and women from the townsfolk of Dragon 's Maw. Their booster cable had led them to an abandoned manor that once was home to the local mogul, ma'am Sliversmith. The group had barely stepped foot in the manor when satanic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the creature fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an conjuration as one devil slammed her head into the storey by her car horn while others ripped her clothes from her, bore to plunk their red hot hammer into her. Gwenive might have fallen the Saami had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an explosive conjuration that threw force and flame outwards from her. Many of the ogre had been caught in the blast but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her current state of affairs."Where is Asharia and Bernard ?"

"The human being is stagnant. Fell to my imps quickly. For something so small, they are powerful in groups and well-heeled to have. Your tiefling champion should be birthing a few XII in the next week or so the way they've been at it. She was strong, casting a enchantment while being ravaged and raped. And in the cubicle, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will pause and I didn't need to even interlock the threshold. She's submitted to her role as demons'whore quite nicely."The cold helping hand moved gently across Gwenive 's white meat."It's the least she can do for destroying the front of my manor. Hopefully she'll last a few 24-hour interval longer than about. I'd like to get at to the lowest degree three litters out of her cunt before she dies of exhaustion."The vocalisation moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could feel the coolness in her breath."You're noblewoman silversmith ? But you died years ago."

"Wrong. I'm not. Though I wear her skin, I am someone else. Something else. I am a effect of nature, the consequences of a life of dark sinning of flesh and joy. peeress Silversmith gave her body and soul to me in dark union and I took what was mine."The voice was finally gaining some musical note to it, as the excited Gates had been opened."And I'll keep taking until I have the superpower to release my sisters from their imprisonment and we finally crack the cosmos and let our mother of pleasure into this world !"The undead coat of arms of noblewoman Silversmith wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the marionette remains kissed the back of her neck opening."But to gain that power, I have to postulate it willingly. Which means I need you to apply it to me. But before you say ‘ never', listen to me."One hand slowly lowered itself down to Gwenive 's sex, the cold fingers dancing across her tegument."I will work you to the edge of coming a thousand metre, proceed you begging for release, and never grant it to you. I can get it on you in ways you can't Menachem Begin to opine with creature and parts you never knew existed. Or I could let you suffer the same fate as the tiefling, filled in every hollow with monster cum, speaking only in gargled cries of pleasure as imp cock after imp cock drains itself inside you, leaving you so gone mentally, you forgot everything but the feeling of being breed. Or you can give yourself to me now, and I'll show you the futurity that my female parent plans for every puppet in this world."Gwenive felt a shiver of joy axial motion through her as Lady Silversmith 's finger played with her, her breathing place became more shoal as each spindle of lustfulness made it's way up her soundbox. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she keep her judgement yearn in that position ? in all likelihood not. And she couldn't dodging now, the bounds that held her gave her no give. She had no early option but to give the demon what she wanted."I'll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go."Gwenive's words sounded stronger than she felt but she hoped that the demon was desperate enough to engage the deal. The work force left Gwenive and the penetrative pace left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of frail steps. Gwenive listened as the weak steps moved in battlefront of her. The sharp musk of demon seed filled Gwenive 's olfactory organ, nearly gagging her."What is your public figure ?"Lady Silversmith asked. Asharia's unaccented vocalism struggled to find the row 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 with child business leader. You aren't a bawd !"

"Is that true ?"madam 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 awful figure the monkey had given her. madam silver-worker 's cold laugh added unrelenting euphony to the amour, bouncing off the walls like arrows into Gwenive 's ears."See, I can't make that business deal because there isn't anyone named Asharia here. Just tart. And Whore looks a bit thirsty. Are you, Whore ?"The tiefling quietly said yes."And what does cocotte eat ?"“ Cocks."Asharia's rim said. Gwenive was furious. She shook at her bindings, trying to break free but it was useless."well, I don't have a shaft to fertilise her with. But I think our elven friend can help with that."Lady silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This metre, her manus when straight to Gwenive 's vagina, and two fingers dove inside her without any stimulation. They moved in and out with forceful speed, shooting Sparks of pleasure up Gwenive 's body. The elf let out a groan as the fingers keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to help us course you, bawd. Let's give you what you want !"As dame Silversmith removed her finger's breadth 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 finger the cold air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, more like was stretching out of her body. Soon the objective laid hobble over her vagina and touched the inside of her legs. Suddenly the blindfold was off and Gwenive could see a beautiful, pale human adult female standing in nominal head 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 net saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a short time, novel stretch home run marked her red skin. Asharia's eyes were fixated between Gwenive 's legs and as she looked down, she found that she now has a penis. Asharia's custody moved to caress the new material body terminal, the warm signature caused it to pinch."Asharia, no…"Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn't hear it. Instead, she kept moving her hands along the distance of Gwenive 's pecker, causing it to slowly stiffen and rising slope. It felt good to Gwenive but she still tried to clamber against the pleasure. The two venturer hadn't known each former long but the commando didn't bid to see such a majestic mage like this. How tenacious had she been out ? It had to of taken a long time for Asharia to wear out, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the amuck body of Lady Silversmith, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a black robe that hung loosely off her shoulder so the vauntingly breast of the woman was exposed. The fiend was busy playing with her sex while sucking on the fingers that had been inside Gwenive. The whole aspect was arousing, but creepy at the same meter. That thought didn't stop Gwenive 's penis from becoming erect, and soon the mountain was standing straight out from her soundbox, with Asharia looking at it with lustfulness and desire in her centre."The C. H. Best office is that I never told her to do this. She's given herself to her fate."Lady Silversmith said as her pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and over her breast."You should give thanks me for given you such a wonderful jade to pleasure you, and a great dick for her to work 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 mouth, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to suppress her moan but it slipped from her lips, her body betraying her. Asharia licked the top dog of the member and used her hands to stroke the slam. It took only a few moments for Gwenive to scream from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the firstly few stroke, but Gwenive 's magical tool kept spraying shipment after burden. Soon the tiefling 's cheeks were full and cum dropped out of her oral fissure and on the floor. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the floor to lick up what she had missed. noblewoman silverworker laughed and moaned at the mint."Yes ! That's a secure fancy woman ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her breath enough to scream"YOU VILE BITCH ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE SHACKLES I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD HEART FROM YOUR CHEST AND SEND YOU TO THE abyss THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a laugh in answer. The demon moved towards the duad and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your intelligence are solid but your body tells the truth !"Gwenive could feel her cock hadn't changed from it's rear billet."You act as if what I have given you is a curse. You ungrateful gripe !"And Gwenive 's cheek exploded in bother from a slap from peeress Sliversmith. The fiend moved so fast Gwenive didn't even see her arm move."I offer you Shangri-la. I offered you complete pleasure. All you have to do is pass on to me."Lady Silversmith aimed Gwenive 's cock towards her wet sex."It's not as if my Mother wants to burn off your world. She only wants you to hump, to love, to shed your preconceived notions of morality. She wants to create a populace devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed."Lady Silversmith began to lower herself into Gwenive, the coldness but wet kidnapping of the undead lady sent a iciness through the elf 's consistency."When you serve a higher office such as the Mother of Pleasure, you don't need such useless emotions. You just give yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The daimon wrapped her stage around Gwenive 's hips and her arms around her neck. She bounced up and down, each driving force sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the corpse. Gwenive closed her optic, trying to think of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The daimon was winning. How long could she keep resisting. Could she go a day, a calendar week, a month of this continuous shag ? The ranger moaned again as she felt a second orgasm build down below. It wouldn't be retentive before she came within the daemon."Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"crying rolled down Gwenive 's cheeks as she realized the truth. She wouldn't escape. She would be used as a sex toy, a sporting lady, until she died. The ogre would ravish her, and Asharia until they took their last breather. And they would devote parentage to demon spawns, litter after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. zilch would modify this. Gwenive dropped her beat down into Lady silverworker's chest, the smell of end and incense was strong here."I want… I want… to…"

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive 's face. She opened her eyes to see descent all over Lady Silversmith 's pale breast. A blade was sticking out of them, just a hair 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The daimon dropped down on Gwenive 's cock one Thomas More metre, causing the elf to come. It was as intense as before and warhead after load filled the dead woman's body. Once she stopped, the demon fell back, causing the rest of the poor sword to push it's way through her organic structure. The ogre grabbed the vane with a confused look in her face. 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 hand and called forth a flame from the ether, sending it crashing down on madam Silversmith. The demon possessed corpse screamed in pain as the flaming burned away the flesh and bone until nothing but ash remained. From everywhere, screech of imps echoed through the manor, as they realized their fancy woman had been destroyed.

Asharia quickly worked on untying Gwenive from her restrains then gave her the blade she stabbed madam silverworker with."I hope you got some strength left. There are many imps here and some of the lost citizenry are downstairs active. We are in for a fight."

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