Gwenive woke up, leap by her paw and animal foot and blindfolded. Her arms were cuffed in a foreign glove that made her fingers inner locked together and a rope was pulling them gamy above her head. Her feet were bounded in a interchangeable way so that her toes were forced downwards towards the floor. Beyond that and the blindfold across her center, Gwenive was naked. The cold of her surroundings bit at her skin, which caused goosebumps to rise all over her. The young elf shivered.

Without sight, she started to read the area with her sense of hearing. Somewhere there was the sounds of logs popping from a fire, but she wasn't close enough to feel it's warmth. She couldn't hear birds or Night time germ, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she get wind tart steps on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metal ringing, keys well-nigh likely, and soon a labored door opened and the steps moved into Gwenive 's elbow room.

"You are awake."A woman's interpreter echoed off the paries. The voice was as cold-blooded as the room, as if it couldn't convey emotions if it wanted to."Good. I expect you indirect request to bed what is going on, where you are, why you are here, blah claptrap blah."The adult female's cold handwriting touched Gwenive's face."So pretty ..."the voice whispered before going on."Where you are isn't authoritative 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 live memories she had. She had been in a party of three, a sellsword human being named Claude Bernard, a tiefling sorceress named Asharia, and herself a ranger guiding them. They had been sent on a quest from a topical anaesthetic adventurer's social club to track down the devil responsible for the fade of young men and women from the town of flying lizard 's Maw. Their lead had led them to an abandoned manor house that once was place to the local baron, madam Sliversmith. The group had barely stepped foot in the manor when diabolic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the creature fast, and the cobbler's last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an incantation as one fiend slammed her head into the level by her car horn while others ripped her apparel from her, eager to plunge their red hot cocks into her. Gwenive might have fallen the Saami had Asharia 's not gotten off a spell, an explosive magic that threw force and flame outwards from her. Many of the daemon had been caught in the flak but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her current spot."Where is Asharia and Bernard ?"

"The human is idle. Fell to my imp quickly. For something so small, they are mightily in grouping and easy 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 warm, casting a enchantment while being ravaged and raped. And in the cell, she fought back for nearly a unit day before her will broke and I didn't need to level lock the doorway. She's submitted to her theatrical role as fiend'whore quite nicely."The cold hands moved gently across Gwenive 's tit."It's the to the lowest degree she can do for destroying the strawman of my manor house. 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 spokesperson moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could palpate the frigidness in her breath."You're Lady Silversmith ? But you died years 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 liveliness of dark wickedness of flesh and pleasance. Lady silversmith gave her body and soul to me in dark wedlock and I took what was mine."The voice was finally gaining some tone to it, as the emotional gates had been opened."And I'll keep taking until I have the power to release my sisters from their immurement and we finally crack the cosmos and let our mother of delight into this world !"The undead weapon system of peeress silverworker wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the puppet corpse kissed the back of her neck."But to gain that world power, I have to rent 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 fingers dancing across her skin."I will bring you to the edge of coming a thousand times, keep on you begging for spill, and never grant it to you. I can fuck you in ways you can't begin to imagine with peter and function you never knew existed. Or I could let you get the Lapp destiny as the tiefling, filled in every hole with demon cum, speaking only in gargle vociferation 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 future that my Mother plans for every fauna in this world."Gwenive felt a shiver of joy curlicue through her as lady silver-worker 's fingers played with her, her breather became more shoal as each spike heel of lecherousness made it's way up her body. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she proceed her mind farseeing in that post ? belike not. And she couldn't escape cock now, the bounce that held her gave her no springiness. She had no other choice but to give the monster 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 take the mint. The hands left Gwenive and the needlelike footsteps left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of weak footmark. Gwenive listened as the light footfall moved in strawman of her. The penetrating musk of demon seminal fluid filled Gwenive 's olfactory organ, nearly gagging her."What is your name ?"Lady silversmith asked. Asharia's watery articulation struggled to bump the actor's line 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 great ability. You aren't a cocotte !"

"Is that dependable ?"madam Silversmith said with a distasteful touch 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 imps had given her. ma'am silver-worker 's cold laughter added grim music to the liaison, bouncing off the walls like arrows into Gwenive 's ear."See, I can't make that pile 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 tart eat ?"“ Cocks."Asharia's lips said. Gwenive was angry. She shook at her back, trying to discover free but it was useless."fountainhead, I don't have a cock to feed her with. But I think our elven friend can facilitate with that."Lady Silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This time, her hand when straight to Gwenive 's vagina, and two finger dove inside her without any foreplay. They moved in and out with forceful velocity, shooting Muriel Spark of delight up Gwenive 's consistence. The elf let out a groan as the finger keep moving inside her."She seems like she's up to assist us feed you, cyprian. Let's give you what you want !"As Lady Silversmith removed her digit from the elf 's sex, she felt something come out of it. It took her a bit to realize that it was something apart of her, and she could feel the coldness air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn't painful, Thomas 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, blench human cleaning woman standing in front of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in dirt, pedigree, and dried cum sitting on her knees before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive finis saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a short time, wise stretch grade marked her red hide. Asharia's middle were fixated between Gwenive 's peg 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 twitch."Asharia, no…"Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn't hear it. Instead, she kept moving her hired man along the length of Gwenive 's cock, causing it to slowly stiffen and rise. It felt good to Gwenive but she still tried to struggle against the joy. The two explorer hadn't known each other long but the ranger didn't wish to see such a majestic mage like this. How long had she been out ? It had to of taken a long time for Asharia to develop, hadn't it ? Gwenive looked over at the possessed torso of Lady Silversmith, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a blackamoor gown that hung loosely off her shoulder joint so the large breast of the woman was exposed. The fiend was busy playing with her sex while sucking on the digit that had been inside Gwenive. The solid aspect was arousing, but creepy at the same prison term. That thought didn't stop Gwenive 's penis from becoming erect, and soon the muckle was standing straight out from her dead body, with Asharia looking at it with lust and desire in her eyes."The best part is that I never told her to do this. She's given herself to her fate."gentlewoman silversmith said as her pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and over her titty."You should give thanks me for given you such a wonderful slut to pleasure you, and a great shaft for her to act as with."Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia"Don't do this ! She may accept 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 topic. Asharia took Gwenive 's cock into her oral cavity, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to suppress her moan but it slipped from her back talk, her body betraying her. Asharia licked the head of the penis and used her hired man to stroke the shaft. It took only a few second for Gwenive to scream from the pleasure as she came into Asharia's mouth. The tiefling swallowed the first few shots, but Gwenive 's charming cock kept spraying load after payload. Soon the tiefling 's brass were full and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the story. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the floor to lick up what she had missed. noblewoman Silversmith laughed and moaned at the mass."Yes ! That's a beneficial Whore ! Don't you agree, elf ?"Gwenive caught her breath enough to cry"YOU VILE gripe ! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE hamper I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD inwardness FROM YOUR chest AND SEND YOU TO THE abyss THAT YOU CAME FROM !"

That only got a laugh in reply. The monster moved towards the pair and kicked Asharia out of the way."Your Bible are substantial but your consistence tells the truth !"Gwenive could feel her cock hadn't changed from it's rear position."You act as if what I have given you is a curse. You ungrateful gripe !"And Gwenive 's cheek exploded in pain from a slap from noblewoman Sliversmith. The demon moved so fast Gwenive didn't even see her arm move."I offer you nirvana. I offered you stark joy. All you have to do is take to me."Lady Silversmith aimed Gwenive 's putz towards her wet sex."It's not as if my Mother wants to burn your cosmos. She only wants you to sleep together, to have intercourse, to shed your preconceived notions of ethics. She wants to make a world devoid of hate, green-eyed monster, and greed."Lady silversmith began to lower herself into Gwenive, the cold but wet cunt of the undead peeress sent a chill through the elf 's physical structure."When you serve a high-pitched power such as the mother of pleasance, you don't need such useless emotions. You just pass yourself to what you truly desire… This !"The daemon wrapped her legs around Gwenive 's hips and her weaponry around her cervix. She bounced up and down, each driving force sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the cadaver. Gwenive closed her optic, trying to recollect of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The monster was winning. How long could she observe resisting. Could she shoemaker's last a day, a week, a month of this continuous fucking ? The ranger moaned again as she felt a second climax build down below. It wouldn't be recollective before she came within the daemon."Tell me, elf. What is it that you want ?"binge rolled down Gwenive 's brass as she realized the truth. She wouldn't evasion. She would be used as a sex toy, a whore, until she died. The ogre would rape her, and Asharia until they took their finale breath. And they would collapse birth to demon spawns, litter after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. nix would change this. Gwenive dropped her dead down into Lady Silversmith's dresser, the smell of demise and incense was inviolable 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 tit. A leaf blade was sticking out of them, just a hair 's breathe from Gwenive 's own. The daemon dropped down on Gwenive 's cock one more time, causing the elf to come up. It was as intense as before and lading after lode filled the dead woman's body. Once she stopped, the demon fell back, causing the rest of the inadequate sword to push it's way through her trunk. The demon grabbed the blade with a mixed-up look in her face. Behind her, Asharia stood, the wither flavor gone from her eye, and she stood above her like an explorer she was."I am Asharia. Not Whore anymore !"She raised her helping hand and called forth a flame from the ether, sending it crashing down on Lady Silversmith. The demon possessed remains screamed in nuisance as the flaming burned away the flesh and bones until aught but ash remained. From everywhere, belly laugh of monkey echoed through the manor, as they realized their schoolmistress 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 strength left. There are many monkey here and some of the fall back masses are downstairs alive. We are in for a fight."

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