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Chapter Nine: The Corruption of Corlis Copeland

“Today is going to be sooooooo different from yesterday,” Thyleae declared in a confident, cheery tone as she hefted her shield and swung her mace. Once they’d finished packing up their camp she’d led the way back towards the arboreal dungeon, letting her enthusiasm guide them like a lantern. “We know what to expect now. We’ll be prepared this time.” Her confidence faltered for a moment as she looked over her shoulder. “Right Sister Tayona?”

The Vulpenite knight smiled reassuringly at the Night Elve. “Right, Thyleae. Today will be different,” she promised. She knew what she’d said wasn’t a true lie, but there was a lie through omission and misdirection contained in the words. It was something none of the girls save Rillette could see. “But remember girls, we’ve seen this dungeon has dangers you all are only barely prepared to face. We need to go slowly and cautiously.”

She looked at the girls, wondering if they needed better prepping for whatever was about to happen to them. Her attention was drawn to Corlis. The girl looked exactly the way Tayona wanted her to. Determined to do better than she’d done the day before but distracted and flustered.

Corlis hadn’t spoken much that morning and had refused to meet Tayona’s eyes. I pushed things too far last night, Tayona thought, frustrated her greed to have the girl had made her so reckless. If we weren’t in a dungeon, if she was going to have more time to think about what happened last night it would lead to trouble. I’ve done this countless times with girls like her, I know she’d need to be dealt with NOW before she has a chance to ruin everything.

 Luckily she WILL be dealt with today, Tayona thought, having to hide the evil, predatory smile pulling at her lips. I’ve done my work. Maybe a little recklessly, but she’s primed for whatever Genovaria has planned for her. Confused. Uncertain. And from the slight taint of The Corruption on her I suspect she spent the night playing with herself in a way that’s left her open for being consumed or broken by The Corruption.

Whether the girl was turned like her sister had been or broken and destroyed mattered little to Tayona. If she could manage it she’d be there to take part in either Corlis’ corruption or her destruction. And if not? If she had to miss that delicious moment? I’ve got two other naive, innocent girls to help turn from their bright, pristine destinies, she thought gleefully.

Thyleae was leading the way, mace glowing with the blessing of her goddess and shield at the ready to protect the others behind her. Shayleigh flew above them, staying close to the others but flying high enough to see any danger that might be lying in the forest ahead.

But not getting too close to the trees if she can help it, Tayona noticed. Being entangled and molested by the corrupted vines then the watery tentacles affected her more than the others. As a Fey she has a deeper cultural understanding of the things The Corruption might do to someone like her. The rest of these girls were trained by the Sisterhood to oppose The Corruption, but Shayleigh has been taught from birth to FEAR it.

Tayona’s eyes moved between the two girls. They could be trouble today, she realized. I perhaps overcompensated last night and raised their morale a bit too much. They were so shook up yesterday… But look at them now. Thyleae is ready to bring the wrath of Inera on any foe they face while Shayleigh is prepared to push herself to be as deadly as she once only THOUGHT she was.

Tayona’s attention returned to Corlis. Now that they were on their way some of her normal bluster and overconfidence were returning. She was marching behind Thyleae, staff held tight with a determined look on her face.

Her wild magic failed her yesterday. She’d thought of herself as the powerhouse of the team. It was a helpful thing for her to think, it led to her rushing in and getting overwhelmed. But look at her now. She’s prepared to let Thyleae protect her. That’s not good. That’s a hint of the woman The Corruption foresaw her growing into one day. A great tactician and leader of women. No, this won’t do at all.

“Remember how the battle by the pond went yesterday,” Tayona told the girls. “Remember that one of us is not a fighter,” she added, glancing at Rillette who had been practically clinging to her all morning.

Perhaps she should have worried what the other girls would think of that, that they might start to pick up on the inappropriate relationship they’d developed. But with Rillette being helpless in a fight it made sense she’d cling to the strongest of them as though expecting Tayona to protect her.

No, Tayona thought as she looked at Rillette, the others don’t suspect a thing. They’re too lost in their insecurities and ambitions. Maybe if things were being drawn out longer… But there won’t be time for their suspicions to arise, I can feel it.

“Sometimes winning a war means allowing ourselves to lose a battle,” Tayona went on. “If things seem too dangerous we retreat, we pull back to safety. There’ll be no shame if we have to pull out of the dungeon, rest for another night, then begin our assault again tomorrow. We’ve supplies to stay out in the wilds for a long time, we can clear this dungeon one small assault at a time if we need to.”

The girls nodded with determination, all except Rillette. Tayona saw a greedy sparkle in the girl’s eyes. The idea of staying out here for a prolonged time delights her, Tayona realized. I doubt she’s yet to think deeply about how her life has been changed, about what it will be like once this dungeon crawl is over. If she has I wonder what she’s imagined. Does she think she’ll return to the Sisterhood? Does she think she’ll remain here to become a servant of Genovaria? Or maybe she thinks I’ll take her and she’ll get to travel with me.

Tayona didn’t know what was in store for the girl. Most likely it was nothing Tayona be involved with for long, yet it wasn’t an impossibility the girl would remain with her for some time. When the time was right The Corruption would let them know what it intended for all of them. It would reveal how they could best serve its great plan.

Maybe I’ll end up bringing the corrupted girls back to their Sisterhood keep, Tayona thought. I’ve done that more times than I can remember, leaving them behind so they can start corrupting the rest of the Sisterhood members in the keep. It always pleases me to hear months after leaving a group of young, corrupted Sisterhood members behind a keep fell to some perverse evil thanks to sabotage from within. Still… we can’t be destroying EVERY Sisterhood keep. The Sisterhood of Righteousness must always survive and be strong so they can train young women like these to corrupt and destroy.

If some of these girls prove too hard to corrupt and need to be ‘taken care of’ taking the others back to the Sisterhood won’t be likely. That always raises too many questions. If one or more break during their ordeal I might be directed to deliver the others to some other servant of The Corruption. That could be nice, some time to play with them, to corrupt them further as I enjoy all the delights their young bodies have to offer… It’s always a satisfying reward for my hard work.

But maybe I won’t be rewarded in such a way this time. Maybe they’ll end up being left with Genovaria for her to use. With her powerful magic I could see her finding ways to twist each of the girls into pieces of her perverse dungeon. I’ve seen situations like that before. Maybe one or more of them would be sent to the Two Meetings Inn to help direct victims to the dungeon. Maybe she’ll twist them into dungeon creatures. Maybe the delightful Water Nymphs were once girls just like them… I wouldn’t put that beyond Genovaria to have taken two young girls and changed them into creatures she can better control.

Tayona’s mind turned to the creatures living in Genovaria’s dungeon. So far her girls hadn’t faced any actual “monsters”. Even when she’d done her test run of the dungeon she’d only faced a handful. But Tayona knew the perverse Druid had more hidden away in her arboreal lair. And not things like the corrupted Minotaur that was enslaved with its life unnaturally prolonged. Living, wild things that would have shorter life spans that Genovaria would need to keep bred with fresh generations of young.

As a worshiper of Shiaal Genovaria will be an expert in breeding such monsters, Tayona thought. So many nasty things that need the wombs of women from members of the Higher races. Corrupted monsters especially need women like these girls to breed, it helps a woman like Genovaria better shape and twist them into even more perverse monstrosities. Perhaps that’s the fate some or even all of these girls will face once this is all over.

She smiled at the four girls as she thought about the potential fates lying in wait for them once Tayona and Genovaria’s work was done. I’m doing a good thing here, she told herself. I’m leading them from a boring life of chaste strife, where none of them would know the delights of carnal perversion. Where none will have embraced being a servant of The Corruption. This is a kindness I’m doing, a truly good deed.

“Everyone stop,” Shayleigh called out, interrupting Tayona’s thoughts. “It’s different ahead,” she said, fluttering a bit higher and peering out at the forest before them. “I see… ruins. I think we’ve gotten to the dungeon quicker than we intended to. Like it moved in the night,” she called down as she flew a bit higher.

Because it DID move in the night, Tayona thought. I hadn’t noticed till now, but Genovaria was busy last night after she left the tent. I see now that we’re not on the same path we took yesterday, it’s just been made to LOOK like it. Yet there’s something familiar about where we are…

“Can you fly a bit higher?” Tayona called up to Shayleigh. “Scope out the forest ahead?”

The Fey girl nodded and flew higher. “The ruins are thick. It looks almost like… like it was a city at one point. But the buildings must have all been close together… Or maybe it was a massive castle? It’s hard to tell even from up here. Everything is grown over with trees. They’re literally growing out of the walls of the ruins in some places. And I—”

Suddenly Shayleigh let out a whimper and started to tumble out of the sky. Something or someone had knocked the Fey girl out. Thyleae screamed and Rillette grabbed Tayona’s arm, hissing, “Save her!”

Corlis jumped into action before Tayona could do anything. The girl swung her staff into the air and sent a blast of wild magic into the sky. The magic manifested as a gust of powerful wind that swirled around the dainty falling Fey girl, at first stopping her plummet from the sky then gently carrying her to the ground.

After shaking Rillette off her arm Tayona stepped up, quickly sheathing her sword so she could catch Shayleigh in her arms. “I’ve got her,” she called out to the others.

There was a bit of panic in her voice that she was sure the girls would misunderstand. She was confident that Shayleigh had been in no real danger. The Corruption didn’t deal with people that way, not unless it was left with no other choice. It, perhaps working through Genovaria or perhaps by taking direct action, had caused Shayleigh to fall so Corlis would cast the spell to save her, Tayona was positive of that.

I saw the sparking red power mixed with her spell, Tayona thought as she knelt and gently placed the unconscious Shayleigh on the ground. A clear sign of The Corruption at work. But did the others see it? They know enough to recognize it IF they’d noticed it.

“What happened to her?” Corlis asked. “I saw her start to fall and just acted on impulse. I hope my spell didn’t hurt her. It looked weird but—”

“You saved her,” Tayona told Corlis. I have to get her mind off the spell. She didn’t notice the red sparking, but she MIGHT remember it if she thinks too much about it. “But she’s been knocked out by something. We need to act fast.”

“I can heal her,” Thyleae declared confidently. The Cleric stepped forward, already pulling prayer beads out of her armor.

“No,” Tayona said firmly. “I need you and Corlis to keep watch in case we’re about to be attacked. Besides, you don’t have unlimited use of your prayers and spells each day. We should save them till we REALLY need them. What Rillette can mix from her herbalist’s kit will be good enough and we can replenish her supplies by foraging in the forest. We can’t do that with your divine magic.”

Thyleae looked disappointed. So far she hadn’t had a chance to use her divine magic in any meaningful way. Tayona wanted to keep it that way. Every time the girl used the magic she drew from Inera they chanced the goddess, whose domain included loyalty, noticing how disloyal some of her Cleric’s party were.

“The two of you give us some space and keep an eye on the path ahead and in the forest around us,” Tayona told the two girls. “We’re deep enough in the forest that to us it’s like a wall of impassable greenery on either side of the path we’re following, but things that bite and slash can still make their way through the forest here. Rillette? While they stand guard you’ll help me revive Shayleigh.”

Rillette took off the heavy pack that held almost all of the party’s gear and quickly took out her herbalist’s kit. Once she had it in hand she rushed to Tayona’s side, kneeling in the dirt beside her.

“Is she okay?” she whispered.

The girl was shaking, far more alarmed by Shayleigh’s fall than Tayona had expected her to be. She’s still so young and naïve, Tayona thought. Innocent too, she doesn’t understand yet how brutal the world can be.

“Did Genovaria do that?” Rillette asked, her voice low and frantic. “She wouldn’t hurt us, would she? She was intense and scary and a little mean, but she didn’t seem like she wanted to hurt ME. She isn’t going to treat the others differently, is she?”

“Calm yourself,” Tayona snapped. “And do not mention the Dungeon Master’s name where it might be overheard.” She glanced at the other girls, making sure they weren’t trying to listen in on their conversation. “Start mixing a healing potion to revive her,” she snapped without answering Rillette’s questions. “And make sure you use plenty of Astragalus.”

Rillette started mixing the potion, taking bits of ground roots and dried flowers from small vials then grinding them together with a small mortar and pestle. When the girl got to the ingredient Tayona had told her to use she paused. “Sister Tayona, somethings wrong with the Astragalus. The flowers are supposed to be pink but look at them. I know the color changes a bit when they dry out but see how RED they look? Somethings happened to them.”

When she opened the vial with the dried flower petals she sniffed it and said, “It smells wrong, too. Smells like… like…” Her eyes flew open. She looked at Tayona, her eyes darting to the woman’s armor-covered crotch then back up at her face. The girl leaned in closer and whispered, “It smells a bit like you smell down there.”

“The Corruption has been at work changing some of the contents of your herbalist’s kit,” Tayona told her in a calm, extra-quiet whisper. “Don’t worry, little one, it will still heal her like normal Astragalus would. But she’ll wake feeling a bit… distracted,” she said carefully. “A bit like how what we added to your mountain tea that night at the inn made you feel.”

“Oh,” Rillette said, looking like she understood for a moment then looking more confused. “But why?”

“It’s best for you not to question such things,” Tayona told her. “Now quickly, finish mixing the potion. Place the powder you’ve ground in a fresh potion vial filled with prepared water then slide it into the heating pouch.”

“I know, I know,” Rillette said rather grumpily. “I’m not useless,” she added, sounding like the moody girl she’d been when they’d arrived at the inn. “The runes hidden inside the pouch will heat and brew the potion almost instantly. I don’t think they even know how this kit works, they just know I’ll brew them potions whenever they need them.”

As the potion brewed in the small magic-infused pouch Rillette glared at Thyleae’s back. “And yet she didn’t even think to let me help. It’s the whole reason I came on this quest with you all! But they’ve all just started thinking of me as their pack mule.”

What is this? The little one has caught me off guard. She’s been so pathetically eager to please me and sickeningly desperate for my attention that I’ve failed to notice the near hatred she’d developed for the others is still there. It’s gotten more intense since she’s been corrupted and I’ve failed to notice. Look at the gleam in her eye, that’s a hard, mean thing that wasn’t there before.

I’ve been so busy enjoying the delights of her young body I’ve let myself forget Rillette is a bubbling, noxious brew of youthful emotions. And just like an ill-mixed potion she’s near to spoiling. I’ll need to direct her raging emotions so they don’t spoil things. 

Tayona put a reassuring, armored hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Calm, little one. You must stay as you were in their eyes till they are all shown the light. I promise that before long they’ll see how useful you are. And if they don’t you’ll get to have your revenge for how they’ve treated you.”

“I’d like that,” Rillette said, her voice full of greed that excited Tayona. The girl’s eyes darted to her sister. “I’d like revenge even more on Corlis, even IF she starts seeing how useful I am.”

“I promise if you can keep pretending to be what you were so as not to arouse their suspicion you’ll have what you want. Now give Shayleigh the potion and let me take it from here.”

Rillette pulled the freshly brewed potion out of the pouch but hesitated before giving it to Shayleigh. “I want her too,” she said, looking down at the unconscious Fey girl. “I want to do so many things to her. And Thyleae. Will I get to?”

“If you’re a good girl,” Tayona promised. “Now give her the potion.”

After taking out the stopper on the vial Rillette slipped a hand under Shayleigh’s head. She held it up and slowly poured the potion into her mouth. A few moments later the Fey girl gasped.

“It’s okay,” Tayona said loud enough for the other two girls to overhear her. “Everything’s going to be fine now, the potion Rillette brewed and fed you will make sure of that.”

Corlis and Thyleae rushed to them. Tayona would have reprimanded them had she been actually trying to teach these girls how to protect themselves from danger, but as she wasn’t she let them come and kneel beside Shayleigh.

“You did a good job, Rillette,” Thyleae said. “I’m really glad we brought you along,” she added, flashing Rillette a kind smile.

Too little too late, Tayona thought as she saw Rillette struggling to return a convincing smile. She’ll be remembering all the times Corlis was bullying and humiliating her and how the cheery Cleric never once stood up for her.

“Are you okay?” Corlis asked Shayleigh. “Can you tell us what happened?”

Shayleigh looked weak and a little confused, but she seemed to be recovering quickly as the potion went to work magically healing her. Tayona knew it would take a bit for the other things the potion would do to her to kick in, just as she’d planned it. For now the girl just needed to recover, thinking everything was as it should be.

“It was strange,” Shayleigh began. “I was up there looking at the ruins ahead. I was just about to tell you all that it was hard to tell where the ruins even ended as I looked out at the forest. Like the forest and them became the same thing and just went on forever. Then all of a sudden I felt strange. There was this… this feeling coming from the forest. Like it didn’t want me up there seeing it from that angle, like I was going to see something I shouldn’t.” She turned to Tayona, looking dejected. “I’m sorry, Sister Tayona. I feel like I’ll be fine in a few minutes after the healing potion finishes working through my body, but I don’t think it’s safe for me to fly that high again while we’re out here.”

“I don’t think it is either,” Tayona agreed. “And from the looks of the path ahead the mix of trees, roots, and vines are going to act like a ceiling to the ruins we’re about to enter even when there won’t be a proper ceiling to them. It will be best if you keep your feet on the ground for now.”

Shayleigh shook her head and sat up more. “No, Sister Tayona, I can still fly! I need to keep off the ground, the air is where I fight best. I just can’t go as high-”

“Feet on the ground,” Tayona insisted firmly. “I have a feeling it’s going to get cramped as we move on and you trying to fly or hover will just make a mess of things. Besides, don’t you want to keep a bit of a safe distance from all the branches and vines tangled in the canopy? Do you not remember what they did to you yesterday?”

The girl hugged herself. “I remember,” she muttered. “I’ll keep my feet on the ground, Sister Tayona.”

“Good,” the Vulpenite said. “Now get up, the potion should have done its job by now. Thank you, Rillette. Put your herbalist’s kit away. Once you’re ready we’ll continue.”

As she stood up she looked at the girls. “I think I’ll take the lead for now,” she declared. “I suspect we’ll have to travel mostly single file going into these narrow ruins. Corlis, you’ll be directly behind me. Thyleae, you go last and guard our back. Shayleigh will take up a position in front of her. And Rillette, you stay in the middle behind Corlis where it’s safe. Understand, girls?”

“Yes, Sister Tayona,” they all replied obediently.

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“Everyone stop,” Tayona declared. Her sword had already been drawn but she raised it to help the others understand she sensed danger. “Something feels off about the passage ahead of us,” Tayona told the others. “It’s different from the others we’ve passed through. Longer and narrower with the brick walls and ceiling inside more preserved. And I can feel… magic? And The Corruption,” she added darkly.

Tayona recognized the passage. It was where she’d been attacked by tentacles during her test run of the dungeon. She suspected that wasn’t the danger it held now. It felt different, felt like it contained stronger and more perverse magic than what she’d encountered.

It didn’t just feel different, it felt stronger. Strong enough that she could feel the exact edge of its power. She’d stopped just a step away from that threshold, knowing if she or anyone else moved further forward whatever trap lay inside would be triggered.

Genovaria had promised something fiendish designed to take care of Corlis, Tayona thought. This is it, I can feel it.

“I feel it too,” Shayleigh said ominously. “Not the magic, the taint of The Corruption. That hallway is not safe.”

“Should we turn back and try and find another way forward?” Corlis asked.

“No,” Tayona said firmly. “The corrupted artifact we’re here to cleanse will be protected. If we’re running into something like this that’s a sign we’re going in the right direction. We have to try and make our way through whatever danger is ahead of us.”

She looked over her shoulder back at her girls. “Corlis, you come ahead of me. I want you to go first and be prepared to use your wild magic to defuse whatever trap or perverse magic is contained in that passageway.”

Corlis frowned. “But Sister Tayona, I’ve never done anything like that before.”

Tayona stepped to the side, waving the girl forward. “I know you can do it,” she assured Corlis. “I might not be able to wield wild magic like you can, but I have a better understanding of what it’s capable of. As long as you can feel the winds of magic and draw on them you can accomplish nearly anything you set your brave heart to.”

“The winds of magic DO feel strong here,” Corlis said, still looking unsure of herself.

“We’ll all be right behind you,” Tayona assured her.

Corlis lowered her brow in determination and stepped past Tayona. “Alright, Sister Tayona. I’ll take care of whatever is in that passage.”

The tall blond girl stepped past Tayona. Almost at once the walls of the passage rippled with sparking red energy that ran through the seams between their brickwork. Behind Tayona Shayleigh and Thyleae gasped. “She’s trapped,” one of them called out in alarm as the energy expanded, forming a semi-transparent field right at the edge of the power Tayona had felt.

“Stop!” Tayona called out as she marveled at the shimmering magical forcefield that had appeared between her and Corlis. She didn’t need to touch it to know it would feel as solid as a wall. It was also oddly colored and thick enough to blur the world on the other side, slightly obscuring Corlis and making it so Tayona and the others couldn’t see all the way to the other end of the passage anymore. “Tell me what you see ahead and what you feel.”

Corlis looked over her shoulder then back the other direction. “It’s forty, maybe fifty feet before there’s another magical field blocking my way out,” she told them, her voice slightly muffled by the field locking her in. Corlis paused, sniffing the air and scrunching her nose in displeasure. “Once the trap triggered it started to smell funny in here and the smell is getting stronger.”

“Funny how?” Tayona asked.

Corlis scrunched up her nose in displeasure again after taking another sniff of the air. “I don’t know… kind of… musky? Reminds me of the way the farm boys smelt back home after they’d been working all day in the fields.”

That’s interesting, Tayona thought excitedly. “What else do you smell?”

After a pause Corlis turned around, looking concerned. “Not the forest anymore,” she told Tayona through the field between them. “It’s like I’m sealed in here. I can’t even feel the breeze anymore. I can’t feel any airflow. It’s like I’m trapped in here with whatever that smell is. I can’t even—” Her eyes opened wide in alarm. “I can’t even feel the winds of magic,” she said, the color draining from her pretty face.

And without them a wild mage can’t cast a damn thing, Tayona thought. Genovaria, you clever minx. So she has no chance of getting out without being LET out. So what fiendish thing does Genovaria intend to make her do?

She looked over her shoulder and saw how alarmed Thyleae and Shayleigh looked. And is it something they should be allowed to witness? No… No, I doubt it is. I’ll need to get rid of them, but I’ll keep Rillette with me. She deserves to see whatever terrible thing her sister is about to suffer through.

“Girls, I think I might recognize this kind of corrupted magic,” Tayona told her girls. “Corlis is going to have to complete some kind of humiliating or perverse task to open the way forward or even just the way back. I have faith Corlis will be able to accomplish whatever task this ends up being, especially with me here to guide her, but from first-hand experience I know the fewer eyes she has on her the easier it will be for her, especially since she’s never had to endure something like this before.”

She turned and pointed back the way they’d come. “Thyleae, Shayleigh, I want you to backtrack. Go back far enough around a corner so you can’t see and then keep going a bit further so you can’t hear either. That will save Corlis much shame. Rillette will stay with us and she’ll prepare some potions to help Corlis deal with whatever she has to suffer through, but she’ll keep her eyes averted.”

The Night Elve and Fey girl looked uncertain.

“What if Corlis needs something Rillette can’t heal with a potion?” Thyleae asked.

“And would it be safe for us to split the party like this?” Shayleigh asked.

“Girls, you need to trust me,” Tayona said firmly, not addressing either of their concerns. “Now go before the trap fully triggers. Whatever it is Corlis will want as few eyes on her as possible.”

The two girls shared uncertain glances then, after a fierce look from Tayona, turned and began to retreat.

“Try not to make it obvious you’re watching till she seems not to be able to notice,” Tayona whispered to Rillette. “Pull your herbalist’s kit out and start making a potion, but not a healing one. Mix a rejuvenation potion. One of us might end up needing it before this is over.”

“What were you saying to Rillette?” Corlis asked when Tayona turned her attention to the girl. Before she could reply with a lie Corlis blurted out, “Sister, I’m scared. The smell is getting stronger and I’m starting to think it’s making me feel strange.”

“Strange how?” Tayona asked, her furry fox ears perking up.

Corlis shrugged. “I’m… warm. My heart is racing. I feel… flustered. I feel… I feel a bit like I felt last night after you left my tent,” she said in a tone that made it clear she’d wanted to whisper the last bit but hadn’t because of how the field separating them was muffling the sound passing through it.

“It’s not just that,” Corlis went on, gripping her currently useless staff tightly with both hands. “The smell… it’s bringing things to my mind as it gets stronger. It’s… weird. Smells I only half know, but it’s like my BODY knows them. I keep thinking the odor is… Sister Tayona, it smells very ‘male’. Does that make sense?”

Yes, Tayona thought as she struggled to hide the excitement and joy she felt swelling up inside her. Yes, it makes perfect sense. I DO know this magic. Oh, poor naïve, inexperienced Corlis. If I’m right that passage will end up corrupting you to the core or it will have broken you so fully that you’ll never leave this place.

“I’m afraid it does,” Tayona told Corlis. “I fear I was right to send the others away. I fear I know exactly what is about to— Corlis, look!” She pointed to the walls on either side of the girl.

Corlis jerked her head from side to side, alarmed by the holes opening in the stone walls. Each was about the size of a fist, although some were larger and some a bit smaller. She started backing away from them, holding a hand to her face as she did to cover her nose. “The smell is getting stronger! Sister Tayona, what’s going to come out of these holes?”

She was backing up, trying to put space between the holes and herself. More kept opening. Some level with her head, others her midsection, and some even closer to the ground. When she glanced behind herself she saw that the holes in the passage wall were forming there as well.

So many of them, Tayona thought with fiendish glee. And so many that are LARGE. Oh yes, this is going to be a delight to watch.

“The smell is too much,” Corlis whined, her voice muffled by the field locking her in the narrow passageway. “It’s making me feel dizzy,” she said, swaying slightly and looking like she might stumble if she tried to move from where she was standing. “And I feel so hot,” she added, tugging at the collar of her outermost layer of robes. “But it’s not a heat coming from outside my body, it’s coming from within me.”

Yes, girl. You’re heating up. The things about to come out of those holes will have natural and magical pheromones that will drive the mind and body of ANY woman into a mad sexual haze. And you, who have tried so hard to ignore and deny the existence of your sexuality, will struggle more than most to deal with the feelings those pheromones will make you feel.

“Try to remain calm, Corlis,” Tayona told the girl. “If the trap is what I suspect it is soon things will start to come out of the holes. Things you won’t want to deal with, that you won’t even want to look at. But you’ll have to look at them, you’ll HAVE to do much more than just look at them as you deal with them. You’ll be trapped inside there with them till each has been taken care of.”

Corlis’ eyes darted from side to side as she looked at the holes with suspicion and fear. “What’s going to come out of them?” she asked, sounding half mad with terror. “And what am I going to have to do to them to ‘take care’ of them?”

Tayona chose not to answer, wanting to see if Corlis would be able to figure it out on her own. Any moment now, she thought, no longer hiding the glee she felt. She knew she didn’t need to anymore; Cloris was standing too far away to see her face clearly through the opaque field trapping her in the passageway, and any moment now she’d be surrounded by things that would be far too distracting.

It began. The first one came through a hole almost level with Corlis’ head. A huge, semi-flaccid penis was pushed through the hole, flopping down and almost slapping the girl in the face.

She screamed, backing away from it in revulsion. This only caused her to back up into another that had just come through a hole behind her. It was even larger than the first one and shaped in a way that suggested it belonged to a man of a race that was more beast than Human.

Corlis whipped around at the feel of the spongy, half-erect penis pressing into the back of her head. She turned so fast she ended up dick-slapping herself in the face with the meaty, animalistic cock.

The girl screamed again, stumbling away as she dropped her staff. She twisted and turned, screaming louder as every hole that had appeared in the narrow passage was filled by a half-erect cock. Each looked different, each belonging to a man of a different species, with many looking so animalistic there was a good chance they didn’t belong to a member of a Higher race.

“Get me out of here,” Corlis screamed as she anxiously tugged on her blond hair. She darted from side to side, trying to back away from the nearest cock sticking out of the walls but finding that no matter what direction she went in there was another, usually larger cock, even closer to her than the one she’d tried to flee.

“I can’t,” Tayona said loudly and clearly. “This is powerful magic infused with The Corruption. Only YOU can do what needs to be done to disarm the trap. Only YOU can do what needs to be done to allow you to escape and make it so the rest of us can pass through.”

“What am I supposed to do with all these reeking manhoods?” Corlis asked, tugging harder at her hair.

Tayona could see the girl was panting. The pheromones will be eating away at her, Tayona thought gleefully. Look at how she’s abandoned pulling on her hair to start loosening her robes. The heat the pheromones are making her feel is confusing her. She’ll start stripping soon but it won’t be enough, it’s not THAT kind of heat, she just doesn’t understand yet. But she will, gods be praised she’ll understand so well before she leaves that passageway!

“You’re a smart girl, Corlis,” Tayona said calmly. “I think you already know what you’ll need to do to get out of there. I told you, remember? They each need to be taken care of.”

“What?” Corlis asked, turning to look at Tayona through the opaque field as she panted and began peeling her clothing off. “You can’t mean— No! No, I can’t. I won’t!”

“But you HAVE to,” Tayona told Corlis with evil glee sparkling in her eyes. She let the mask she wore in front of the girls fall free. Those she needed to wear it for were gone for now. “You’re going to have to make each and every one of those big, nasty, smelly cocks cum. Only THEN will you be freed,” she said, grinning evilly at the girl.

“I can’t,” Corlis said. “I don’t know how!”

“Inhale deeply and let your instincts take over,” Tayona told her. “And if you still can’t figure it out I’ll help you along.”

Corlis had moved closer to the field keeping Tayona out of the passageway, but even so, the girl was so overtaken with panic and disgust that she’d yet noticed the change that had come over the Vulpenite’s face. “I CAN’T Sister Tayona! This is some cruel, evil, perverse trick of The Corruption. It only SEEMS that’s what I must do! They taught us about these tricks as we trained, that The Corruption likes to force women like us into seemingly no-win situations, where what it seems we would have to do will degrade and pervert us so even if we triumph over the challenge we still end up tainted by The Corruption and more easily corrupted in the future. There HAS to be another way!”

“There is no other way,” Tayona replied, savoring the look of panic and horror on the girl’s face.

Corlis lunged at the field locking her in the passage and pounded on its opaque surface like it was a pane of glass. “Sister, PLEASE! Can’t you see the danger? If I degrade myself this way it allows The Corruption to taint me. It will leave me open to easier corruption later on. It will use this horrible task as a way to more easily bend me to its will or make me one of its servants.”

She looked around with madness in her eyes, head jerking this way and that way. “This whole dungeon is a trap designed to break us! We have to get away, we were tricked into coming here. Made to think the danger was small when in reality it was—” Corlis froze, having finally noticed the gleeful, evil look on Tayona’s face. “Gods, no,” she gasped. “You knew! You’ve known the whole time, haven’t you?”

“Very good, Corlis,” Tayona said as she nodded and flashed a proud smile at the girl. “You’ve caught on quickly. That’s why YOU’RE in there and the others are out here, waiting to be corrupted when their time comes, or having already been shown the delights The Corruption has to offer.”

She stepped back, holding an arm out as Rillette came to her. She held the girl close as though she was a teacher showing off a star pupil. “Isn’t that right, Rillette?”

Corlis’ face twisted in pain. “Rillette, no! When? When did you corrupt my sweet sister?” Before an answer came Corlis’ eyes shot open. “It had to be before we made camp when I noticed the Bag of Holding. You DIDN’T have it with you from the start, but she covered for your lie!”

“Smart girl,” Tayona said. “But all that intelligence won’t help you in there. There’s only one way out, I wasn’t lying about that. And no, Corlis, you can’t just choose to not make them all cum. You can TRY to resist, but the pheromones they give off are already melting your mind. Have you even noticed you’ve stripped and are standing there naked? Have you noticed you’ve been rubbing your pussy and playing with your tits?”

Corlis looked down and gasped. She took a few steps back as though trying to get away from what she saw. She was naked, playing with herself, and even after noticing she couldn’t stop. After letting out a pathetic whimper of frustration she dropped to her knees as she rubbed more furiously at her womanhood. “Gods, please, save me!”

“The gods WILL save you,” Tayona said calmly. “But not the gods you’re thinking of. The gods who have dedicated themselves to The Corruption are all that can save you now. And looking at what surrounds you I think there’s one specific god you should look to for guidance. Azel, the Cock God. Say a little prayer to him and perhaps you’ll be given the divine inspiration on how to start making all those smelly cocks cum so you can get out of there.”

When Tayona said the word “Azel” all the cocks sticking out of the walls flexed, growing harder and beginning to leak precum. By the way Corlis whimpered and started playing with herself more furiously Tayona was able to deduce that speaking the name of the Cock God had also caused the hard members to send out a fresh wave of pheromone-soaked male musk.

“The cock-hunger is building in you,” Tayona went on. “I can see it in your eyes. See the way you keep looking at them all. There’s one level with your head, all you need to do is turn, lean forward, and take it in your mouth.

“Yes, Corlis, there’s a good girl. Just give in, stop fighting it. Open your mouth and take it in you. Now seal your lips around it. Savor the taste. Suck and move your head. Yes, work your lips up and down its fleshy length. It will take some time to suck your first cock to completion, but you’re a smart girl and a fast learner. I think by the time you’ve sucked your fifth or sixth cock off it won’t take you quite so long.”

The pheromones had become too much for the girl. Corlis gave in to her animal urges, playing with herself as she sucked off the cock in her mouth. Because of her lack of skills it took her time to get it to cum, but Tayona helped her along. She gave Corlis advice, telling the girl how best to suck it off while encouraging the muddled girl to think less and let her instincts take over.

When it came Corlis doubled over, retching up the thick load of cum it had spurt into her mouth.

“You’ll grow to love the taste,” Tayona promised her. “Or at least gain so much heat from how you hate it that you’ll happily endure it.”

“Never,” Corlis growled as she wiped her mouth clean with the back of her hand. The nasty taste of semen had seemed to clear her mind for a moment. “I won’t do that again,” she snapped at Tayona as she glared at the Vulpenite with open hatred.

“But look,” Tayona proclaimed joyfully. “Look what you’ve accomplished!”

The dick Corlis had sucked off had gone flaccid and was being pulled back into the wall. Once out of sight the hole in the wall closed, leaving no sign it had ever been there. Once that happened a ripple of red sparking magic rippled out through the red glow running through the brickwork.

“See?” Tayona asked. “The spell trapping you in there has weakened. You CAN escape. You just need to make all the others cum as well. I believe in you, Corlis. You can do this.”

“I won’t do it,” the girl snarled, kneeling and staring up at Tayona defiantly. “I won’t,” she added, the hard, hate-filled look on her face softening. “I… I can’t,” she added, looking freshly flush and confused.

“What’s happening to her, Sister Tayona?” Rillette asked.

“It’s the pheromones the cocks are giving off,” the Vulpenite explained to the girl she still had her arm around. “Muddling her mind. Making her horny. She won’t be able to resist for much longer. Then she’ll go back to working to free herself. And we will stand here, watching, enjoying, and helping however we can by giving her advice.”

“How could I help?” Rillette asked, sounding perplexed. “I’ve only been with women. I don’t even know if I like men,” she added, sneering at the walls covered in erect cocks. “I’m glad I’m not the one stuck in there,” she added, moving closer to Tayona. “I don’t think I’d like that.”

“Oh, you might be surprised,” Tayona said slyly. “Now watch, it won’t be long before she breaks and goes to suck another one off.”

Corlis whimpered. A moment later she turned, her eyes locking onto the nearest cock that was at eye level with her. Still whimpering pathetically, the girl crawled towards it. As soon as she was close enough she opened her mouth and took it in her mouth.

“There’s a good girl, Corlis,” Tayona cooed loudly. “Suck that cock. But remember, you’ve more than just your mouth. Use your hands. Fondle its balls. As you suck make sure you drool plenty then use the mess you’ve drooled on it to work the lower half of the shaft with your hands. Jerk it off while you suck the tip. There are countless ways to pleasure a cock, you’ll have had a chance to figure so many of them out by the time you leave that passageway.”

* * *

“Maybe being in there wouldn’t be all bad,” Rillette said with a soft whimper of desire.

She had her skirt hiked up and was rubbing herself through her panties as she watched her sister finishing off another dick sticking out of the passage wall. Corlis was on her knees, jerking the cock off as she aimed it at her face. The sight of it spasming and sending a thick load of semen splattering onto the girl’s pretty face left Rillette moaning in delight.

“She was swallowing or spitting out every load before now,” Rillette moaned as she watched her sister bask in the fresh load of cum on her face. “I didn’t realize how messy and wet it could be!”

Tayona smiled at the girl she still had her arm wrapped around. “The Corruption is always ready to reveal more delights and perversions to allow one to sink deeper into its embrace. And your sister has so much more to learn.”

“She doesn’t look like she hates the taste of cum so much anymore,” Rillette pointed out. The two watched Corlis use two fingers to collect the semen on her face then suck her fingers clean, moaning as though the spunk was the sweetest of treats.

“The Corruption is working its wonders on her,” Tayona explained. “Changing her. Changing what brings her pleasure, ensuring things that brought her pleasure bring her MORE pleasure. It changes each of us in special ways.”

She turned her attention from Rillette. “That one next, Corlis,” she said, pointing at a particularly inhuman and large cock an arm’s reach away from the blond girl. “On your knees before it and you should be just the right height to use those wonderful big tits of yours to milk it dry. You’ve spent so much time hiding them from the world. Wasting them, keeping the carnal delights they offer from men and women both. It’s time to change that.”

Tayona paused, waiting for Corlis to crawl to the cock she’d pointed her toward. By the time she reached it Corlis was drooling as she stared at it. She got up on her knees and grabbed her tits, lifting and hugging them to herself as she rubbed her face into the throbbing hard cock waiting for her to take care of it.

For a short time she pressed her face into its underside, moving from side to side and inhaling its overpowering male musk. “Remember your tits, Corlis,” Tayona had to call out. “There’s a good girl. Wrap them around it. Look down, see how glorious that cock looks with your tit meat squeezed tightly around it? Mouthwatering, isn’t it? Open your mouth and drool on it, get it nice and lubed up. There we go. Now flop those big titties up and down. Jerk it off with your breasts till it cums.”

“She hasn’t spoken in a while,” Rillette observed as they watched Corlis pleasuring the cock with her breasts. “Like her mind has been melted.”

“Your sister had the potential to become a great threat to The Corruption,” Tayona said, deciding Rillette was thoroughly corrupted enough to tell her at least part of the truth. “All of you did. But Corlis was… different. She had greater potential and bending her to The Corruption’s will isn’t going to be a simple thing.”

Rillette furrowed her brow in confusion. “But she wasn’t trapped in there long before she stripped and started playing with herself. And then she was sucking cocks like an addict! She broke so quickly, Sister Tayona!”

“She did NOT break,” Tayona corrected her. “What you’ve seen till now has been thanks to the natural and magical pheromones in those dicks she’s locked in there with. There are few women who would be able to resist them thanks to the magic at work. But being made to give in to lust in this way is a temporary thing. Even the holiest of women can be made to submit this way, but once the perverse magic of the moment is over they will return to what they were. If that was the last cock your sister had to pleasure she’d be back to her normal senses soon, perhaps even more set against The Corruption after she was able to understand how she’s been degraded.”

“Then what’s the point?” Rillette asked.

“The point, little one, is that is NOT the last cock she’ll have to pleasure. How many has she made cum already would you say?”

Rillette shrugged. “Ten? Twenty? I wasn’t paying too close attention till she started letting them cum on her. It wasn’t all that interesting till I saw how wet and messy it could get.”

“And how many are left?”

Rillette started counting. “I don’t know,” she said after a minute of failing to fully count them. “It’s hard to tell through the field, it makes everything look weird. And I can’t tell how far the passageway goes. Fifty? Maybe more?”

“Maybe a LOT more,” Tayona said gleefully. “And if the power behind this trap feels fifty more cocks are not enough to convert or break your sister more will be added. More holes in the passageway walls can be opened with more cocks pushed through them.”

“Converted or broken?” Rillette asked. “What does that mean?”

“It means that if your sister cannot be bent to the will of The Corruption here and now she’ll be disposed of,” Tayona said, voice flat. “It means if she is unbendable she’ll be broken. You said it looks like her mind is being melted, yes? I told you she’d get better if she was let go now. But after a hundred more cocks? Perhaps her mind would never unmelt after that.”

Tayona looked down and watched Rillette’s face closely. She saw flashes of concern, horror, and then acceptance. A moment later an evil smile that sent a pleasing chill up Tayona’s spine split the girl’s lips. “She deserves whatever happens to her,” Rillette declared.

“Indeed she does,” Tayona replied proudly as she hugged the girl to her. “All who oppose The Corruption do. Now let’s watch and enjoy as we find out if your sister will bend or be broken.”

They watched as Corlis suddenly pulled her body away from the cock she was pleasuring with her breasts. She grabbed it, pointing it at her tits as it spasmed and spurt out thick gobs of semen on her breasts.

“There’s so much,” Rillette squealed in delight. “It’s so thick and messy-wet! What kind of creature does that cock belong to?”

“With that volume of ejaculate?” Tayona asked. “Something we’d think of as more monster than person. Does that disturb you?”

“Yes,” Rillette said, shivering with excitement. “In a good way. I want her to lick her tits clean,” she added as the Corlis dropped the quickly softening cock.

“Then tell her that,” Tayona said as the flaccid cock pulled itself into the wall and out of sight. “Tell your sister you want to watch her lick all that messy-wet cum off her big tits.”

* * *

“It’s not enough, is it?” Tayona asked Corlis. “Sucking them off. Jerking them off. Using your tits. It’s good, but it’s just not enough. Your cunt aches to be filled, doesn’t it?”

Corlis, eyes half rolled up into her head, nodded and moaned. She’d gathered up the last load of cum that had been ejaculated onto her face and was using it as lube to finger herself as she moaned and drooled on herself.

“Then it’s time to fill your aching pussy,” Tayona told Corlis. “That one there, it’s not too big or too long and it’s positioned perfectly for you to get on all fours and back up into it. Go on, Corlis, use your cunt to milk that cock dry.”

“And make sure it cums in you,” Rillette called out excitedly. “Get your messy wet cunt-hole even messier and wetter!” As they watched Corlis crawl then back up into the cock Rillette squealed in delight. “I wish I could go in there and join her,” she said, her hand now in her panties as she played with herself.

“And do what?” Tayona asked, needing to hear the manner in which the girl was eager to debase herself.

Without hesitation Rillette replied. “To lick my sister’s pussy clean once that nasty cock cums in her.” She huffed in delight, closing her eyes and holding her free hand to her face. Her fingers were held up in a V-shape as she mimed licking her sister’s cum-filled cunt clean. “She’d be so deliciously wet and messy. I want to feast on it, feast on HER messy wetness!”

Tayona smiled. And perhaps you will, she thought. It all depends on how things play out. Corlis still isn’t broken. She’s lost herself to this, but I can feel that if she was let out now she’d recover. She’d become even more set against The Corruption. She has to endure more and have her mind broken further. It’s still just a question of whether she can be bent to The Corruption’s will to become its servant or whether she needs to be broken and disposed of here.

“Look at the way her tits swing as she thrusts her body back into the cock,” Rillette moaned. “Gods, I love tits. And hers are so big! I want to play with them so bad,” the girl whined. “Especially if they’re covered in a wet mess of some kind.”

Tayona glowed as she listened to the girl ramble. I don’t think she’ll end up breeding stock for Genovaria. There’s too much eagerness in her, too much bubbling depravity fueled by sinister intelligence. Rillette has great things in her future, there’s no question there.

* * *

Rillette glanced up at the sky. “How long have we been here, Sister Tayona?” she asked. “Aren’t Thyleae and Shayleigh going to be worried or suspicious?”

“It has been quite some time,” Tayona replied. “Corlis is made of sterner stuff than I realized. I’d thought the trap would have long ago been done with her, but she remains unbending and unbroken even if it doesn’t look so. But the Dungeon Master watches and controls all that happens in her dungeon. She’ll have taken action to ensure the other two are occupied.”

Rillette pulled her hand out of her panties and let her skirt fall. She then turned and started grinding her crotch against Tayona’s armored leg. “I’m so fucking horny,” she whined. “Playing with myself isn’t enough. Since we know they’re busy can we play a bit as we watch Corlis debasing herself?”

“No,” Tayona said flatly. “We need to keep watching for now,” she added quickly, sounding a bit kinder. “Just in case there is something that needs our attention. But I promise we’ll be given a chance to have some fun later. Why not go back to playing with your pretty little Human pussy? It’s so wet and messy right now,” she said, knowing the compliment would drive the girl mad. “I adore listening to the wet squelching sounds it makes as you finger yourself.”

“Yes, Sister Tayona,” the girl moaned happily as she hiked her skirt up and slipped her hand back into her panties.

Tayona returned her attention to Corlis. The girl had worked her way down the passage and had been mostly out of sight for the last little bit, but she was now working her way back towards them. She knelt by a cock she’d been passionately deep-throating. As she gasped for some much-needed air she took the cock covered in half-vomited-up saliva and slapped herself in the face with it.

Girl’s spunk drunk, Tayona thought happily. Look at her rubbing that slimy mess all over her face. And there’s plenty of cum left on her face from the last few loads she covered her pretty features with. Smearing it all together, making herself an even bigger mess.

She glanced at Rillette and saw the girl had been sucking on two of her fingers and was now smearing them all over her face, clearing trying to imagine she was her sister.

There’s no question that Rillette has a strong preference for women, Tayona thought. But now that she’s seen how messy a blow job or good facefucking can make a woman, and seen the mess semen can make, she’ll eagerly take on an army of cocks to indulge in that kind of wet mess.

* * *

“I don’t think I could ever be as good at working a cock as my sister has gotten,” Rillette said seriously. “I mean, no joke, look at her go! I’m only interested in how messy they can make stuff with their cum, but LOOK at her! I don’t know if I’ll ever love something the way she seems to love cock.”

Tayona didn’t feel like she could deny what the girl was saying. “Some people just have it in them,” Tayona told Rillette. “It’s clear now she loves cock the way you love women and wet messes. But I’ll be honest, I didn’t see this coming.”

Rillette giggled. “Well, she seems able to always see when they’re about to ‘come’.”

As if to illustrate this Corlis whipped her head off the cock she’d been sucking off, grabbing it by the base and aiming it as it spasmed and came. The thick load shot across the passageway, landing in a perfect line up the length of one of the few remaining cocks sticking out of the wall.

“Look at her,” Rillette said, awe in her voice as Corlis abandoned the cock she’d just got off and launched herself across the passage to the one its semen had landed on. Once she had hold of it she greedily ran her tongue up its length, lapping up the line of semen that had landed so perfectly on it.

When she reached the tip she bent her head and took the cock into her mouth, inhaling it to the base in one smooth, gag-free action. She bobbed her head up and down its length a few times then pulled free gasping for air and grinning in delight. “This is all I want, every day forever,” she panted happily.

“She doesn’t sound so ‘spunk drunk’ anymore, Sister Tayona,” Rillette said. “She just looks happy and hungry for more cock and cum. Like this is what she exists for and nothing else matters.” She paused, looking up at Tayona with uncertainty on her face. “Does this mean it’s over? There’s only a couple of cocks left. Did she bend or break?”