Gwenive woke up, bound by her deal and feet and blindfolded. Her sleeve were cuffed in a unusual mitt that made her fingers inner locked together and a rope was pulling them high above her head. Her feet were bounded in a similar fashion so that her toes were forced downwards towards the story. Beyond that and the blindfold across her heart, Gwenive was naked. The low temperature of her surround bit at her tegument, which caused goosebumps to wax all over her. The new elf shivered.

Without sight, she started to scan the country with her hearing. Somewhere there was the sounds of logs popping from a attack, but she wasn't close enough to feel it's warmth. She couldn't hear razzing or Night time bugs, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she get word sharp steps on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metal ringing, keys most likely, and soon a enceinte door opened and the stair moved into Gwenive 's elbow room.

"You are awake."A woman's representative echoed off the paries. The voice was as cold as the way, as if it couldn't convey emotions if it wanted to."respectable. I expect you compliments to jazz what is going on, where you are, why you are here, bombast blah blah."The woman's stale hands touched Gwenive's human face."So pretty ..."the vocalization 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 human 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 fiends responsible for the fade of young men and women from the town of Dragon 's Maw. Their leads had led them to an abandoned manor house that once was home to the topical anesthetic baron, Lady Sliversmith. The chemical group had barely ill-use animal foot in the manor when demonic creature jumped them. Claude Bernard fell to the beasts fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an incantation as one devil slammed her head into the floor by her horns while others ripped her dress from her, eagre to steep their red hot cocks into her. Gwenive might have fallen the Sami had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an explosive magic that threw force and flame outwards from her. Many of the demons had been caught in the blast but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her flow berth."Where is Asharia and Bernard ?"

"The homo is suddenly. Fell to my imps quickly. For something so little, they are powerful in groups and easy to make. Your tiefling Quaker should be birthing a few twelve in the future week or so the way they've been at it. She was impregnable, casting a piece while being ravaged and raped. And in the cell, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will broke and I didn't need to flush lock the door. She's submitted to her role as daimon'whore quite nicely."The cold hands moved gently across Gwenive 's chest."It's the least she can do for destroying the battlefront of my manor. Hopefully she'll stopping point a few solar day longer than most. I'd like to get at least three litters out of her cunt before she dies of exhaustion."The interpreter moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could find the frigidness in her breath."You're lady silverworker ? But you died years ago."

"wrongfulness. I'm not. Though I wear her pelt, I am someone else. Something else. I am a force of nature, the consequence of a life of obscure sins of flesh and pleasure. Lady Silversmith gave her trunk and somebody to me in nighttime wedlock and I took what was mine."The interpreter was finally gaining some tone to it, as the worked up logic gate had been opened."And I'll save taking until I have the power to release my sisters from their imprisonment and we finally crack the macrocosm and let our Mother of Pleasure into this cosmos !"The undead subdivision of peeress silversmith wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the marionette remains kissed the backrest of her neck."But to pull ahead that power, I have to necessitate 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 fingerbreadth dancing across her skin."I will bring you to the edge of coming a thousand fourth dimension, keep you begging for release, and never accord it to you. I can fuck you in ways you can't Menachem Begin to reckon with puppet and parts you never knew existed. Or I could let you bear the same lot as the tiefling, filled in every hole with demon cum, speaking only in gargled cry of pleasance as imp cock after imp shaft 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 future that my female parent plans for every creature in this world."Gwenive felt a shiver of pleasure roll through her as lady silverworker 's finger played with her, her breath became more shallow as each spike of lust made it's way up her body. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she keep back her mind long in that place ? in all probability not. And she couldn't escapism now, the limit that held her gave her no give. She had no early pick but to grant the daemon what she wanted."I'll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go."Gwenive's quarrel sounded strong than she felt but she hoped that the demon was desperate enough to take the deal. The custody left Gwenive and the sharp stride left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of rickety steps. Gwenive listened as the weak stairs moved in social movement of her. The shrill musk of demon ejaculate filled Gwenive 's olfactory organ, nearly gagging her."What is your name ?"peeress silver-worker asked. Asharia's weak vox struggled to find the news before she finally spoke."Whore."

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

"To be… used… to be… bred…"

Gwenive cried behind her blindfold."No… You are Asharia. You are a sorceress of with child power. You aren't a fancy woman !"

"Is that true up ?"Lady silverworker said with a skanky 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 dreaded names the imps had given her. madam silverworker 's cold laughter added grim euphony to the affair, 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 Whore. And Whore looks a bit hungry. Are you, Whore ?"The tiefling quietly said yes."And what does prostitute eat ?"“ Cocks."Asharia's sass said. Gwenive was angry. She shook at her bindings, trying to disclose free but it was useless."Well, I don't have a cock to feed her with. But I think our elven Quaker can serve with that."Lady Silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This clock time, her paw when straight to Gwenive 's vagina, and two fingers dove inside her without any foreplay. They moved in and out with forceful hurrying, shooting discharge of pleasance up Gwenive 's consistence. The elf let out a moan as the fingers keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to serve us feed you, woman of the street. Let's founder you what you want !"As dame Silversmith 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 finger the low temperature air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, more like was stretching out of her body. Soon the object laid limp over her vagina and touched the inside of her legs. Suddenly the blindfold was off and Gwenive could see a beautiful, picket man woman standing in front of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in dirt, blood, and dried cum sitting on her stifle before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive finale saw her and her stomach had grown by a lot in a brusque prison term, fresh reach Marks 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 member. Asharia's hands moved to caress the new flesh pole, the warm touch caused it to pinch."Asharia, no…"Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn't hear it. Instead, she kept moving her helping hand along the duration of Gwenive 's rooster, causing it to slowly stiffen and rise. It felt safe to Gwenive but she still tried to struggle against the pleasure. The two venturer hadn't known each other long but the ranger 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 burst, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the possessed physical structure of noblewoman silversmith, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a black robe that hung loosely off her shoulder joint so the bombastic breast of the woman was exposed. The daimon was busy playing with her sex while sucking on the fingerbreadth 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 hoi polloi was standing straight out from her organic structure, with Asharia looking at it with lust and desire in her eyes."The considerably part 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 knocker."You should thank me for given you such a wonderful slut to pleasure you, and a great tool for her to run with."Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia"Don't do this ! She may get broken your will, but you can still fight back 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 rima oris, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to suppress her moan but it slipped from her lips, her body betraying her. Asharia licked the brain of the penis and used her hands to stroke the shaft. It took only a few moments for Gwenive to shout from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the initiatory few shots, but Gwenive 's magical cock kept spraying lode after load. Soon the tiefling 's boldness were wide and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the floor. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the level to lick up what she had missed. ma'am silver-worker laughed and moaned at the deal."Yes ! That's a good Whore ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her intimation enough to squall"YOU VILE BITCH ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE hamper I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD nitty-gritty FROM YOUR CHEST AND SEND YOU TO THE abyss THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a laughter in answer. The demon moved towards the pair and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your quarrel are strong but your body tells the truth !"Gwenive could feel her prick hadn't changed from it's rear position."You act as if what I have given you is a curse. You ungrateful bitch !"And Gwenive 's grimace exploded in pain from a slap from Lady Sliversmith. The demon moved so fast Gwenive didn't even see her arm move."I offer you Paradise. I offered you vestal joy. All you have to do is submit to me."Lady silver-worker aimed Gwenive 's turncock towards her wet sex."It's not as if my Mother wants to burn your macrocosm. She only wants you to fuck, to know, to shed your preconceived opinion of morality. She wants to create a world devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed."Lady Silversmith began to turn down herself into Gwenive, the cold but wet cunt of the undead gentlewoman sent a shudder through the elf 's body."When you serve a gamy office such as the Mother of delight, you don't need such useless emotions. You just hand yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The demon wrapped her pegleg around Gwenive 's hips and her implements of war around her neck. She bounced up and down, each jabbing sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the remains. Gwenive closed her eyes, trying to call up of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The demon was winning. How long could she keep resisting. Could she last a day, a calendar week, a month of this continuous fucking ? The Ranger moaned again as she felt a sec orgasm build down below. It wouldn't be long before she came within the demon."William Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"tear rolled down Gwenive 's buttock as she realized the Truth. She wouldn't escape. She would be used as a sex toy, a tart, until she died. The demon would rape her, and Asharia until they took their terminal breathing space. And they would give parentage to demon spawns, litter after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. Nothing would exchange this. Gwenive dropped her dead down into Lady silverworker's chest of drawers, the smell of last and incense was strong here."I want… I want… to…"

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive 's face. She opened her eyes to see blood all over Lady Silversmith 's pale white meat. A blade was sticking out of them, just a hair 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The demon dropped down on Gwenive 's cock one Sir Thomas More sentence, causing the elf to do. It was as intense as before and load after load filled the dead woman's body. Once she stopped, the daemon fell back, causing the eternal rest of the short blade to push it's way through her body. The demon grabbed the blade with a disoriented facial expression in her face. Behind her, Asharia stood, the pass off flavour gone from her oculus, and she stood above her like an adventurer she was."I am Asharia. Not Whore anymore !"She raised her hand and called forth a fire from the ether, sending it crashing down on Lady Silversmith. The ogre possessed corpse screamed in pain as the flames burned away the chassis and bones until nothing but ash remained. From everywhere, screams of imps echoed through the manor, as they realized their schoolmarm had been destroyed.

Asharia quickly worked on untying Gwenive from her restrains then gave her the sword she stabbed Lady silverworker with."I hope you got some strength left. There are many elf here and some of the mislay people are downstairs alive. We are in for a fight."

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