Gwenive woke up, limit by her hand and understructure and blindfolded. Her arms were cuffed in a strange glove that made her digit inner locked together and a rope was pulling them high above her head. Her feet were bounded in a interchangeable fashion so that her toes were forced downwards towards the floor. Beyond that and the blindfold across her middle, Gwenive was naked. The low temperature of her surroundings bit at her skin, which caused gooseflesh to wax all over her. The young elf shivered.

Without visual sense, she started to scan the surface area with her hearing. Somewhere there was the sound of log popping from a flaming, but she wasn't close enough to feel it's warmth. She couldn't hear birds or night time bugs, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she discover sharp whole tone on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metallic element ringing, keys most likely, and soon a toilsome threshold opened and the steps moved into Gwenive 's way.

"You are awake."A womanhood's spokesperson echoed off the walls. The voice was as cold as the way, as if it couldn't convey emotions if it wanted to."good. I expect you regard to sleep together what is going on, where you are, why you are here, blah claptrap blah."The fair sex's frigidness hand touched Gwenive's cheek."So pretty ..."the representative 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 hold out retentiveness she had. She had been in a political party of three, a sellsword homo named Claude 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 pass over down the fiends responsible for for the disappearances of Lester Willis Young men and cleaning woman from the town of Dragon 's Maw. Their tip had led them to an abandoned manor that once was household to the local anaesthetic business leader, gentlewoman Sliversmith. The mathematical group had barely stepped ft in the manor house when demonic beast jumped them. Bernard fell to the animate being fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an conjuration as one demon slammed her head word into the base by her horn while others ripped her dress from her, eager to launch their red hot cock into her. Gwenive might have fallen the Lapplander had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an volatile magic that threw force and flame outwards from her. Many of the demons had been caught in the bang but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her stream situation."Where is Asharia and Bernard ?"

"The human is dead. Fell to my imps quickly. For something so pocket-size, they are muscular in groups and slowly to make. Your tiefling Friend should be birthing a few dozen in the next week or so the way they've been at it. She was unattackable, casting a spell while being ravaged and raped. And in the cellular phone, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will broke and I didn't need to level lock the door. She's submitted to her persona as demons'whore quite nicely."The cold work force moved gently across Gwenive 's breasts."It's the least she can do for destroying the straw man of my manor house. Hopefully she'll last a few Day longer than most. I'd like to get at to the lowest degree three litter out of her cunt before she dies of exhaustion."The voice moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could feel the coldness in her intimation."You're Lady silversmith ? But you died yr ago."

"Wrong. I'm not. Though I wear her peel, I am someone else. Something else. I am a force play of nature, the upshot of a life-time of dark Sin of build and joy. Lady silverworker gave her body and soul to me in dark matrimony and I took what was mine."The interpreter was finally gaining some tone to it, as the emotional Bill Gates had been opened."And I'll keep on taking until I have the power to unloosen my sis from their imprisonment and we finally crack the cosmea and let our female parent of delight into this world !"The undead arms of Lady silver-worker wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the tool corpse kissed the rachis of her neck."But to profit that exponent, I have to take on it willingly. Which means I need you to have 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 border of coming a thousand metre, keep you begging for release, and never grant it to you. I can screw you in ways you can't begin to imagine with instrument and persona you never knew existed. Or I could let you suffer the like fate as the tiefling, filled in every hole with devil cum, speaking only in gargled call of joy as imp pecker after imp turncock drains itself inside you, leaving you so gone mentally, you forgot everything but the feeling of being breed. Or you can cave in yourself to me now, and I'll show you the future that my Mother plans for every creature in this world."Gwenive felt a shiver of pleasure roll through her as Lady silver-worker 's digit played with her, her breathing place became more shallow as each ear of lust made it's way up her body. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she keep her brain yearn in that office ? Likely not. And she couldn't escapism now, the leaping that held her gave her no give. She had no other choice but to give the daimon what she wanted."I'll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go."Gwenive's word sounded stronger than she felt but she hoped that the devil was desperate enough to take the quite a little. The hands left Gwenive and the precipitous footfall left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of weak steps. Gwenive listened as the weakly steps moved in front of her. The sharp musk of daimon seed filled Gwenive 's nose, nearly gagging her."What is your epithet ?"Lady Silversmith asked. Asharia's weak voice struggled to witness the Logos before she finally spoke."Whore."

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

"To be… used… to be… bred…"

Gwenive cried behind her blindfold."No… You are Asharia. You are a sorceress of cracking mightiness. You aren't a whore !"

"Is that true ?"ma'am silver-worker said with a wicked lead 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 names the pixy had given her. ma'am Silversmith 's inhuman laughter added grisly euphony to the matter, bouncing off the paries like arrows into Gwenive 's ears."See, I can't make that deal because there isn't anyone named Asharia here. Just lady of pleasure. 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 back, trying to break complimentary but it was useless."wellspring, I don't have a cock to tip her with. But I think our elven acquaintance can help with that."Lady silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This time, her hired man when straight to Gwenive 's vagina, and two finger dove inside her without any foreplay. They moved in and out with emphatic speed, shooting spark of joy up Gwenive 's body. The elf let out a moan as the finger keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to help us feed you, Whore. Let's give you what you want !"As Lady silverworker removed her fingers 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 cold air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, more like was stretching out of her body. Soon the aim 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 woman standing in front of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in scandal, blood, and dried cum sitting on her knee joint before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive finally saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a short time, fresh reaching bull's eye marked her red hide. Asharia's eyes were fixated between Gwenive 's legs and as she looked down, she found that she now has a penis. Asharia's hands moved to caress the new form perch, 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 work force along the duration of Gwenive 's cock, causing it to slowly stiffen and ascension. It felt effective to Gwenive but she still tried to shin against the delight. The two adventurers hadn't known each other long but the ranger didn't care to see such a proud mage like this. How longsighted had she been out ? It had to of taken a foresightful fourth dimension for Asharia to break, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the possessed body of lady silverworker, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a total darkness robe that hung loosely off her shoulders so the large breast of the woman was exposed. The demon was meddlesome playing with her sex while sucking on the fingers that had been inside Gwenive. The whole scene was arousing, but creepy at the Saame clip. That thought didn't stop Gwenive 's phallus from becoming erect, and soon the mass was standing straight out from her organic structure, with Asharia looking at it with lecherousness and desire in her center."The secure part is that I never told her to do this. She's given herself to her fate."noblewoman Silversmith said as her pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and over her breast."You should thank me for given you such a fantastic slovenly woman to pleasure you, and a great tool for her to wager with."Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia"Don't do this ! She may own broken your will, but you can still crusade 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 putz into her oral cavity, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to oppress her moan but it slipped from her backtalk, her body betraying her. Asharia licked the head of the penis and used her deal to stroke the calamus. It took only a few here and now for Gwenive to scream from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the first-class honours degree few shots, but Gwenive 's magic stopcock kept spraying load after load. Soon the tiefling 's nerve were total and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the flooring. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the floor to lick up what she had missed. gentlewoman Silversmith laughed and moaned at the sight."Yes ! That's a well Whore ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her breathing spell enough to cry"YOU VILE cunt ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE trammel I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD spunk FROM YOUR CHEST AND SEND YOU TO THE ABYSS THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a laugh in answer. The daimon moved towards the pair and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your intelligence are strong but your physical structure tells the truth !"Gwenive could feel her cock hadn't changed from it's erect position."You act as if what I have given you is a curse. You ungrateful bitch !"And Gwenive 's human face exploded in pain from a smacking from Lady Sliversmith. The demon moved so fast Gwenive didn't even see her arm move."I offer you nirvana. I offered you double-dyed delight. All you have to do is submit to me."Lady silverworker aimed Gwenive 's cock towards her wet sex."It's not as if my Mother wants to burn your human beings. She only wants you to fuck, to sleep together, to shed your preconceived opinion of morality. She wants to create a Earth devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed."lady silverworker began to lower herself into Gwenive, the cold but wet snatch of the undead dame sent a chill through the elf 's body."When you serve a eminent power such as the Mother of Pleasure, you don't need such useless emotions. You just render yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The demon wrapped her legs around Gwenive 's hip and her arms around her cervix. She bounced up and down, each thrust sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the corpse. Gwenive closed her center, trying to conceive of anything she could do to fly the coop, but she was trapped. The demon was winning. How long could she hold on resisting. Could she last a day, a week, a month of this uninterrupted shag ? The forest fire fighter moaned again as she felt a second orgasm build down below. It wouldn't be long before she came within the demon."Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"crying rolled down Gwenive 's impertinence as she realized the truth. She wouldn't escape. She would be used as a sex toy, a harlot, until she died. The demon would rape her, and Asharia until they took their net breath. And they would give birth to demon spawns, litter after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. Nothing would change this. Gwenive dropped her absolutely down into Lady Silversmith's chest, the smell of death and incense was strong here."I want… I want… to…"

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive 's face. She opened her eyes to see rake all over Lady Silversmith 's pale breast. A blade was sticking out of them, just a fuzz 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The fiend dropped down on Gwenive 's turncock one Thomas More time, causing the elf to come. It was as intense as before and shipment after load filled the dead woman's body. Once she stopped, the demon fell back, causing the rest of the short sword to push it's way through her consistency. The demon grabbed the leaf blade with a baffled facial expression 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 manus and called Forth a flame from the ethoxyethane, sending it crashing down on ma'am silver-worker. The devil possessed clay screamed in pain as the flaming burned away the chassis and bones until nil but ash remained. From everywhere, screams of imps 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 brand she stabbed gentlewoman Silversmith with."I hope you got some specialty left. There are many scalawag here and some of the at sea people are downstairs alive. We are in for a fight."

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