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Content Warning/Kink Spoilers: This is a mid-sized entry and right around 5,000 words. There’s two separate sex scenes (both of them threesomes) that lean into Taima being mind-controlled and used as a prop, with some racial humiliation thrown in based around her not being an Elve and her being a Faun.
Just before Kadlass reached the point of no return Alilleath yanked Taima, and her wonderfully pleasurable tits, away from the Elve’s cock. As he growled in frustration he couldn’t help but admire the woman’s artistry. She’d pulled his pleasure toy away at just the right time to ruin his orgasm, ensuring their fun could go on.
“Hands on the bed,” Alilleath told Kadlass, speaking firmly to make sure he understood her command was not to be questioned. “Dig your nails into the bed if you must but keep your hands there. We can’t have you grabbing that magnificent cock. You’re still too close to climax. You need a cool down if we’re to continue using this fat-uddered treat.”
Kadlass groaned in frustration, digging his nails into the bed while flexing his cock. Glancing down at it he saw it looked as angry as it felt. The purple flesh painfully hard and swollen, the veins pulsing along with the intense beating of his heart as he huffed out the closeness of release that had been taken away.
When he looked back up his cock flexed again, an unconscious reaction to what the Alilleath was doing to the Faun. She still had her arms wrapped around the girl, hugging the Faun’s overlarge breasts to her chest. Alilleath was taking advantage of how they were slick with the oil, massaging their dense meat in her hands and playing with the girl’s oiled nipples to make her wiggle and moan lewdly.
The sight of Kadlass flexing his raging cock in response to the sight made Alilleath giggle flirtatiously. “My it IS angry, isn’t it?”
“Your lucky this isn’t the first time you’ve pulled something so cruel,” Kadlass teased back with a huff of frustration. “I was prepared. If you’d tried something like this when we’d first met…” He trailed off, letting her imagination run with the threat.
Alilleath shivered and oohed in delight, closing her eyes and playing with Taima’s breasts as she let the fantasies run wild in her mind. “I’d have needed to be punished,” she told Kadlass, voice shaking with excitement. “And you’d have had every right to dole out that punishment. You might even have been angry enough to ignore the taboo of touching someone so low below your station. And once you’d touched me… Well, with your hands already soiled by my flesh you’d have been even more angry. Oh, the terrible things you’d have done to me!”
As she shared her lusty fantasy she let go of one of Taima’s breasts, snaking the oily hand down the girl’s stomach then slipping her fingers into the furry wildness of the girl’s dense bush. “You would have been ever so rough,” Alilleath moaned, rubbing at Taima’s pussy as though it were her own. “Taken what I’d denied you by force.”
Taima gasped as the woman played with a breast and rubbed at her pussy. Her eyes, which had been crossed, crossed further. When Alilleath slipped two fingers into the girl’s hole Taima’s head fell back so she could pant like an animal in heat while rubbing her face against Alilleath’s.
Kadlass, as lost in the fantasy as Alilleath seemed to be, groaned in frustrated desire. “God’s above woman, are you TRYING to get me to break out greatest cultural taboo right now?”
She ignored him, continuing to play with Taima’s body as though it was her own and she was masturbating for his pleasure. “I can so clearly imagine you grabbing me, tossing me on the bed, bending me over like the sub-Elven animal I am compared to one of your station. You’d take me like an animal, from behind and with no care for my pleasure, only yours would matter as is proper.”
As she went on she slipped a second finger into Taima’s cunt-hole, pounding the girl hard and fast. Taima writhed and moaned out in delight, her tongue lolling as she drooled profusely.
“At least give me permission to jerk off if you’re going to go on like this,” Kadlass growled, sounding as though he wouldn’t be able to maintain his self-control much.
“I’d NEVER allow you jerk off when we’ve such a delightful animal to make use of,” Alilleath proclaimed. She kept working Taima, fingering her cunt and playing with her tits, but as she did she helped the girl up onto her feet. “A plump, fuckable goat with helpful handles on her head. Dumb, drooling, and with a sopping wet fuckhole so cock hungry I can feel even the addition of two more fingers pounding into it won’t be enough.”
Once she got Taima onto her feet she slowly walked the girl towards Kadlass. The moment she saw him start to move his hands she shoved Taima at him, uncertain what he intended to do now that he’d lost control but knowing exactly how to direct that energy in a direction of her choosing.
“Take the goat,” she proclaimed with great joy as she gracefully bound past Kadlass as Taima stumbled into him. She leaped like a gazelle past them, telling Kadlass, “Use her like the disposable, un-Elven animal she is. On All fours. From behind. A wild little beast that needs to be tamed. And the horns! Such useful things, natural handles there for you to hold as you fuck her filthy furry animal fuckhole.”
Kadlass had been so worked up and wild that it took some time for him to recover from the confusion of having Taima thrown into him. His hands had moved of their own accord, grabbing, squeezing, slapping. The girl’s body was delightfully soft, yet under all that dense softness was hard muscle. It made her FEEL like a wild animal, with the way she moaned and wiggled and drooled through his wild grope fest only increasing that sense.
By the time he’d recovered enough self-control to know what he was doing Alilleath was laying on the bed naked, back propped up against the headboard with her legs spread open as she played with herself. “Get the goat on the bed,” she commanded Kadlass, able to see he had enough sense to follow commands now.
The Elven man, half-mad with lust, did as he was told. He grabbed the dense, stout, plump Faun and tossed her onto the bed as though she weighed nothing.
“Get her on all fours like the filthy, un-Elven animal she is,” Alilleath said with eager glee as she slipped two fingers into her sopping wet hole, enjoying the command she had over both of them.
A moment later Kadlass was on the bed with them, pulling Taima up onto all fours. This left the front of her body between Alilleath’s legs, her head practically resting on the Elven woman’s perfectly hairless pussy.
“Now take her from behind,” Alilleath commanded, adding, “and don’t forget to use the horns as handles.”
Kadlass shoved himself into Taima’s furry snatch from behind, thrusting hard and deep into her then grabbing her horns before stating to fuck her.
“No need to be gentle, she’s a sturdy Faun beast,” Alilleath said, giggling with delight at the sight of Kadlass pounding the helpless, bimbofied Faun. “You can pound her as hard as you want,” she moaned, masturbating furiously as she watched Taima’s breasts. Thanks to how hard he was pounding her, and the way he was lifting her upper body up thanks to how he was gripping her horns, her tits swung wildly under her.
“Gods look at those big fat fucking udders swing,” she moaned, sliding forward slightly so they started smacking into her thighs every time they swung forward. “Pound the little animal harder. Make use of her wet animal hole. You’re bestowing a great honor on her by blessing its filthy nastiness with your magnificent Elven cock.”
Alilleath moaned, fingering herself deeper as she slid a little further forward. “Filthy wet sloppy animal hole,” she muttered. “So hairy. So far below out Eleven perfection. Using her this way doesn’t even count as abuse. She’s just a thing, barely even a person…”
“Stop it,” Kadlass groaned. “You’ll push me over the edge, I’m already struggling,” he gasped, trying to slow down how fast he was fucking Taima but failing.
“Make what you have left in you count,” Alilleath snapped. “You can slap that big ass of hers as hard as you want. She’s a sturdy little beast and even if she wasn’t she won’t remember ANY of this. Slap her ass. Make her yelp and moan. Make her bleat in orgasmic joy as the lucky beast enjoys the feel of your magnificent cock so deep in her!”
As Kadlass carried out Alilleath’s wishes she enjoyed the sight of what Taima was enduring from her vantage point. She was half under the girl, delighting in the heavy feel of her tits slapping into her pink thighs. She reveled in the meaty whacking sounds this sent echoing through the small room as the girl’s tits slapped into her thighs over and over again.
Her eyes were locked on Taima’s, savoring the way she could tell how deep Kadlass was thrusting into her by how crossed they became. “Harder,” Alilleath barked. “Fuck the beast harder. Slap her ass harder. Make the beast cum so hard she bleats!”
Alilleath was a master crafter when it came to the carnal arts. She was using more than her whiles as a woman to orchestrate the crescendo fast approaching. The masturbating Night Elve was employing subtle magic that even Kadlass was unaware of to ensure things played out exactly as she wanted them to. Making sure Kadlass lasted just long enough. Keeping the Faun from cumming till just the right moment. They’d cum together and she’d get off to them getting off together, she’d ensure it.
When the moment arrived it was even more glorious then she’d imagined it would be. Kadlass, slamming hard and deep into the Faun, unleashed a torrential flood of semen she knew would more than fill the girl up. He roared in the pleasure of release, jerking her head back as his already firm grip on her horns tightened further.
That shocked Taima just as she started to cum, ensuring her orgasm was even stronger. She howled in delight, the sound coming out of her sounding far more animal than womanly. It came out of the girl sounding like a goatish bleat, a purely animal sound Alilleath was certain the girl had never made before.
Knowing how deeply the sound would shame the girl had she been in her right mind only made it all the more enjoyable for Alilleath. The Night Elve was unsure if the intensity alone had brought it out of the Faun or if her magic had helped manifest it. Either way, it was what pushed HER over the edge. Alilleath tightened in on herself, convulsing and cumming so hard she saw stars for a few moments.
Not long after the three lay on the bed, each panting heavily. They were all covered in sweat and too exhausted to do anything beyond lay and luxuriate in post-orgasmic bliss.
Alilleath, who had endured the least of the three, was the first to begin to recover. One look at Taima’s face and she knew the girl was spent for the night. She already looked faded enough that nothing short of a reinvigoration potion would wake her, and even then all the magic Alilleath had used on the girl through the night would leave her mind so fried she’d be useless as little more than a living sex doll.
That thought brought a wide smile to the Night Elve’s pretty lips. She imagined feeding the girl the potion… No, giving it to Kadlass. Leave the spent little beast as she was. It would make using her further even more enjoyable. She was perfect this way. Passed out, drooling, cunt almost certainly leaking so much of Kadlass’ cum that the mattress would be so soaked through it might need to be replaced.
But when she sat up and looked past the girl she saw Kadlass was as spent as the Faun. Sure, she could force a potion into him, but he’d not be happy about it. The tiredness such potions “healed” eventually caught up to you.
Still, the night’s pleasures were far from over. The Faun would be there in the bed with them all night, and even if they didn’t fuck her again there were plenty of ways to use her. THEY couldn’t cuddle, such contact was forbidden. But if they kept the girl between them and cuddled her it would FEEL like they were being physically intimate.
And who knew, maybe the closeness would lead to something softer in the morning…
* * *
Kadlass woke lying on his side, his body pressed into the backside of warm softness. The girl he was pressed into was on her side as well, her backend against his front. She’d sleepily wiggled her ass against him till he’d woken up, his manhood raging and slipping easily into a sopping wet hole just waiting for him.
It hadn’t taken long to realize the girl’s mind was still addled and it was Alilleath, not the Faun, controlling her actions. He wasn’t even sure the Faun was awake. He didn’t care, Alilleath was all that mattered. She was cuddled tightly on the other side of the Faun, grinding on the girl’s softness as she controlled her body with subtle magic.
Can’t have her, he’d thought, but having her puppet is always good enough. He wrapped his arms around Taima, grabbing a tight hold of her while being careful not to come into physical contact with Alilleath. The other Night Elve did the same thing, leaving neither touching the other but feeling as though they were.
It wasn’t like the previous night. There was no intense building of domineering kinky energy. There was only sleepy soft pleasure as the two Night Elves shared what physical intimacy they could, with Taima’s body only there to facilitate it. When they whispered soft sweet nothings to each other neither acknowledged her. She was just a thing, less than a person. A prop, nothing more, something even less than the sentient animal they’d treated her as the night before.
The slow, sleepy, moist passion eased to its end. Kadlass let out a long, low, soft sigh of satisfaction as he finished inside the Faun. He didn’t move to pull himself out of her, instead nuzzling into her neck and moaning happily as Alilleath did the same on the other side of the girl.
“Open your mind,” Alilleath whispered. “I want to feel what you feel as you go soft inside the goat. I want to feel you slipping wetly out of her so I can better pretend it’s me you’re slipping messily out of.”
Kadlass opened his mind to her, letting her connect to it through her magic. They lay for a long time, silent and mentally connected while their bodies were connected through Taima.
“Her lips are back to normal,” Alilleath finally said, breaking the silence as their mental connection ended. “Still much plumper than mine, but closer. Here,” she said, turning the sleepy, dazed girl’s face to hers and kissing her deeply. “Now you,” she said, twisting Taima’s head the other way so Kadlass could kiss her. “The closest we ever get to kissing but I’ve grown to truly savor it.”
After another silence Alilleath shifted how she and Taima were laying, pulling the girl onto her back so that she could absentmindedly play with the girl’s large breasts. “She’s too lovely a toy to be done with so soon,” she proclaimed.
“I agree,” Kadlass said, misunderstanding what she was trying to say. His attention had been on her hands as they’d played with the Faun’s breasts. The sight of their heavy, soft bulk shifting into place as she’d been rolled onto her side then the way they shifted and moved as Alilleath pawed at them had been enough to swell his manhood.
He got up, telling Alilleath he wanted to fuck the Faun’s tits again. “You sit up against the headboard with her head in your lap,” he told her, knowing she’d understand exactly what he wanted.
Although he’d misunderstood what she’d been trying to say Alilleath eagerly abandoned the conversation for now, overjoyed to see he was hard again so soon. She quickly got in place, sitting with Taima’s head in her lap. The position left the girl’s head tilted forward, her mouth open and lined up nearly with Alilleath’s pussy behind her head.
“Sit on her,” Alilleath said eagerly, ready to be lost in the moment. “Slap that big beautiful purple cock on her chest. I’ll wrap her tits around it. You can fuck her goatish udders as slow or fast as you want. But once you get going—”
“Thrust hard enough to shove my cock into her mouth,” he said with a grin of mischievous lust. “With you positioned like you are we’ll both be able to imagine her mouth is your perfect Elven cunt.”
Alilleath moaned and shuddered, delighted they were so in sync. “When the mess from the beast’s cunt starts to dry up let me know,” she told Kadlass. “It would be a delight to offer up my saliva as lubrication.”
For a time she held Taima’s tits tight around him, savoring the sight of him slowly using the Faun’s udders to pleasure himself. After getting the pleasure of spitting on his cock a few times she returned to what she’d originally been trying to say. “A lovely toy,” she proclaimed, rubbing Taima’s tits around his shaft to encourage him to hump her udders a bit faster. “Too lovely a toy to leave behind after just one night of fun.”
Kadlass, huffing as he tried to keep his pleasure intense yet prevent it from rising towards climax, gave her a perplexed look. “We can’t,” he huffed. “The Guildmaster already has plans for her. You made me see how dangerous it’s been staying here, we can’t dare to make off with her.”
Alilleath grinned fiendishly, sliding forward slightly to push Taima’s mouth closer to the girl’s pressed tits. She squeezed Taima’s tits as she did this, teasing Kadlass to encourage him to pound them hard and faster. Soon his cock was popping out from between her them. She ensured the girl’s mouth, open and drooling, was positioned so he was soon thrusting into its wetness whenever it thrust out of her cleavage.
“We go to him then,” Alilleath said as she moved her body to adjust Taima’s mouth to better please Kadlass. “Or YOU go to him,” she added, realizing that would be much safer. “You hint you know what he is or at least why he ‘favors’ female Adventurers. You tell him you know he has his eye on the Faun and that we want to help deliver her to wherever he intends on sending her off to.”
Kadlass’ huffs were turning to grunts as he thrust faster and harder through the Faun’s pressed tits into her wet mouth. “It might be dangerous,” he said, gasping as he struggled to keep from getting off.
“We like to live dangerously,” Alilleath teased. “And perhaps in showing we’re WILLING tools of his we’ll be safe enough to stay around a little longer. We’ve been safe because we’ve been useful, let’s STAY safe by being even MORE useful.”
When Kadlass groaned out in pleasure, cumming in the Faun’s mouth, Alilleath knew he’d seen things her way. He always did. The only question was whether Kadlass would be able to convince the Guildmaster to see things their way.
* * *
Taima sat at a table in the common room, aware of just how much she was glowing. She’d found a party! Not only that, she’d also had an intense, intimate night with them both.
As her mind turned to the previous night her glow faded slightly. The memories were… foggy. The harder she tried to remember specifics the foggier they got.
She’d spent the night in their room, she could remember that. They’d had sex, all three of them, multiple times. She was certain of that, too. Last night AND this morning, she thought. But the details beyond that were… so very foggy. All she could remember for certain was that the sex had been the most intense, pleasurable sex of her young life.
Her glow returned when she looked at Alilleath. The Elven beauty, her vibrant pink skin shining with a glow of its own, was as awing as she’d been when she’d first approached Taima.
“What’s that look for, pretty little goat?” the woman asked with a sly smile that suggested she knew exactly what was going through Taima’s mind.
The heat of foggy erotic memories flooding into her mind caused Taima to flush and lower her eyes. Alilleath laughed, a beautiful musical thing that sent sensual chills running through Taima’s pleasantly sore body.
“Such an adorable, sweet treat our little goat is,” Alilleath cooed. She put a hand under the table, slipping it between Taima’s legs. The Elve teased and caressed the girl’s thick inner thigh, laughing again at the response it got.
“No one can see,” Alilleath whispered, running her hand a bit higher up Taima’s thigh to push her short skirt up. “And even if they could, would it matter? You’re a member of our party now, our pretty little goat. We’ll help you train and level up. We’ll protect you. And you…”
She moved her hand far enough up to find Taima had no small clothes on under her skirt. Alilleath smiled deeper as she leaned in closer. “And you are a good girl who follows orders. No small clothes, just like I told you. Nothing between my hand and that lovely furry pussy of yours,” she said as her slender Elven fingers tickled and teased Taima’s bush.
Taima struggled to keep her breathing normal sounding. Her face and chest felt so flush she wondered if she looked sunburnt. It FELT like she was on fire.
The woman had been like this all morning. Domineering and affectionate, but in a VERY possessive way. Kadlass, the male Night Elve, hadn’t been that way. If anything he’d been standoffish, as though Taima was her toy to play with not his. Yet they’d ALL been together last night and this morning, hadn’t they?
“Tell me you like being my plaything,” Alilleath whispered.
“Very much,” Taima replied, the words coming out as a breathy, lusty sigh of submission.
“Very good,” Alilleath replied happily, withdrawing her hand. “Now finish up your morning meal,” she commanded, the sultry possessives gone from her voice. “Kadlass will be back soon with our first quest, you’ll need the energy, especially after how hard we worked you last night. Even if we hadn’t we’ll almost certainly have a way to travel, and the meals we’ll out on our quest won’t be nearly as filling.”
Taima felt dizzy with arousal. She looked at her food, still struggling to breathe normally. She felt like panting, which left her feeling like an animal in heat. Her stubby tail, hidden under her skirt, had been wagging as the woman had been teasing her pubic hair. It still vibrated, a sign of how turned on she was.
“Eat,” Alilleath said in a firm and commanding tone one would use when speaking to a pet.
Taima, not realizing how much magic the woman was using to control Taima’s emotions, snapped to attention and started shoveling food into her mouth. After she’d nearly cleared her plate she noticed Alilleath had barely picked at the food in front of her. “Are you not hungry?”
The Night Elve shrugged. “This is good, hearty food, but my refined Elven palate doesn’t find it very pleasing. I’ve picked out the vegetables I liked. They are all I need, especially since the winds of magic blow strong through this region. That’s more than enough for me.”
She pushed her plate towards Taima. “You eat. As I said, I expect we’ll have a long travel ahead of us before we reach wherever our quest takes us.”
Taima shoveled a few more huge mouthfuls of food into her mouth, unsure how to feel about how pleased the Elven woman looked as she watched her eat. Mostly to distract herself from the woman’s intensity she swallowed and asked, “So you think you know what kind of quest Kadlass will be getting from the Guildmaster?”
“No,” Alilleath said cautiously. “Not… exactly. Kadlass will have to negotiate just the right kind of quest, one that will be a challenge for us, but not deadly for you now that you’re part of our party.”
“Oh,” Taima said before filling her mouth again. After swallowing she asked, “Is that why Kadlass and the Guildmaster had to go into the back room? To negotiate?”
“Something like that,” Alilleath said dismissively, as though not wanting to explain something a small child wouldn’t be able to understand. “Turn to me,” she barked suddenly.
Taima’s head snapped to look at the Elve before she knew what was happening. Before she could ask what was going on Alilleath had a napkin raised to her face and was wiping it clean.
“Messy girl,” she chided Taima. “But we like that about you,” the woman said more softly.
Taima wasn’t sure when the napkin had disappeared. One moment Alilleath had been wiping her mouth clean with it, the next she’d been caressing Taima’s plump lips with bare fingers, tickling and teasing as she leaned in to steal a kiss.
She’d closed her eyes, falling back slightly to find Alilleath’s arm behind her to catch her. She let herself get lost in the kiss, opening her mouth and letting the Elve’s tongue enter her like a conquering invader. The Faun was aware the public kiss was a possessive thing the woman was doing to show all watching Taima belonged to her. But she didn’t care. In fact, she LIKED it.
The kiss seemed to last for hours, although it couldn’t have been more than minutes. It ended the way it had begun, with Alilleath choosing so. “Oh look, here comes Kadlass,” the woman declared as she pulled her mouth off Taima’s. “But who is that with him?” she asked, voice falling slightly.
Taima, feeling a bit lightheaded and once more flush, forced herself to focus on Kadlass and the woman he was leading to their table. She was a short, slender Human woman with long dark hair worked into a thick braid that was draped over the front of one shoulder and hung down past her waist.
She was dressed in form-fitting and simple armor Taima had seen many Clerics favored. The mace hanging from her hip along with the stylized sun sewn onto the cloth work over her armor and worked into the metal clasp holding her hooded cloak in place confirmed she was a Cleric of Azeena, Goddess of the Cleansing Light.
The woman’s features were narrow and strong, a completely different kind of femininity from what the almost ethereal Elve sitting beside Taima had. Yet in her way she drew Taima’s attention just as strongly, with a presence that felt nearly as large even if there was nothing that seemed to make her stand out too much in the Adventurers’ Guildhall.
At first Taima thought the woman was one of the Humans from this region, with pale skin that was perhaps a bit tan. Later when she spoke Taima would hear her exotic accent and realize the Cleric’s skin was naturally dusky-colored. Taima would soon grow to think that her dark hair and dusky skin matched her dark, serious, brooding intensity.
When Kadlass reached the table Alilleath raised a questioning eyebrow to the woman standing behind him. “And who have you brought back from your meeting with the Guildmaster?”
Kadlass stepped aside and bowed slightly, waving the Cleric forward. “This is Vlasta Adamkova, Cleric of Azeena, Goddess of the Cleansing Light. She’ll be joining our party for the quest we’ve taken on.”
Taima didn’t notice the questioning look Alilleath gave Kadlass, nor did she notice the way the Elven woman moved closer to her and wrapped a protective around her waist.
She only noticed the Cleric, Vlasta. Dark. Brooding. Unobtrusive. In a lot of ways forgettable. Someone whose light should have been so overshadowed by the blazing beauty of the colorful Night Elve woman beside her that Taima should barely have noticed her. Yet as Taima stared at the woman she felt all consumed by her presence. It was like the night before when she first met Alilleath, only less overtly sexual and more all-consuming.
Only slowly did Taima come to her senses and realize the three others were talking about the quest they would soon be setting out on.
“The dungeon has been cleared, multiple times including recently, so it shouldn’t be too dangerous,” Vlasta was explaining. “But the place needs to be cleansed or dangers will keep being drawn to it. Or perhaps that isn’t what’s happening, perhaps the place contains some still-hidden ancient evil that’s causing the dangers to respawn. We’ll go, we’ll search it, and when we are sure it is cleansed we’ll seal it just to be sure.”
“Doesn’t that sound nice?” Alilleath asked Taima, pulling the girl closer to her. “Just think of all the experience you’ll gain from such a quest. Why, by the time you leave that dungeon you’ll practically be another woman.” Alilleath looked up, meeting Vlasta’s intense dark eyes. “Wouldn’t you agree?”
The Cleric, face stern and serious, nodded. “Oh yes. The cute little Faun won’t be the same after this quest. Why, I expect even the long journey to the dungeon will leave her changed.”
“So the journey WILL be a long one?” Alilleath asked.
Vlasta nodded again, a sinister smile tugging at her pretty, full lips. “Oh yes, plenty of time to… ‘train’ her,” she said after a pause to choose her words carefully.
Taima barely noticed the two women talking about her as though she wasn’t there. She also didn’t feel the tension between the two, nor pick up on all the not-so-subtle hints the Cleric was not what she seemed. She was just happy to be the center of so much attention. Enthralled and eager to be used in whatever way they chose. Ready to let them “train” her and eager to begin her journey to become another woman.
An earlier poll has determined Vlasta is secretly the Dungeon Master of the dungeon they are headed to. As was also determined by that poll she is a false Cleric of Azeena. What corrupted/perverse god is she actually devoted to (this choice will also help “theme” the dungeon)? (Choose 5 options from this poll)
On their way to the dungeon they are supposedly going to clear Taima is going to have at least one sexual encounter. What will it be? (Choose up to 5 options from this poll)
Philo Hunter Erotica 
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