The city of Midgate had grown much since its early days as a small outpost founded by just a handful of people looking to build something in Alaria’s vast wilds. In less than a single Human lifespan it had grown into a sprawling urban center with a population larger than any settlement had had in its region since before the Great Collapse.
As the city grew ever larger more of the wilds around it needed to be cleared to make room for farmlands to support the ever-growing population. That meant Midgate’s Adventurers’ Guildhall was always busy. There was an endless stream of quests to clear out packs of bandits and monsters from the developing countryside and the nearby wilds. There were just as many quests to explore and clear out newly discovered ruins and hidden dungeons out beyond that point as the people of Midgate looked to future expansions that would require clearing even more of the region’s long-abandoned wilds.
Any Adventurers’ Guildhall that busy would attract plenty of Adventurers from near and far. Midgate attracted even more, a disproportionate number of them women. It was well known that the Guildhall’s Guildmaster, a pleasant older Human man, was more willing to give novice female Adventurers chances other Guildmasters might not.
It was true that the area surrounding Midgate was more dangerous than most. And any who paid attention to things at the city’s Adventurer’s Guildhall would see that a larger number of Adventurers, predominately female ones, went missing or met dark fates after taking up quests they ended up being too low level for. But few paid that close attention, and those that did thought little of it. After all, the life of an Adventurer was rife with danger, EVERYONE knew that.
Yet there were some who knew the truth. They knew that the kind Guildmaster who seemed to dote on novice female Adventurers wasn’t what he seemed, that he was something far more sinister. By this point all those that knew were allies of his in some way, either working towards the same goals or using his sinister aims to further their own dark or perverse machinations.
And then there were those DESTINED to discover the truth. Inexperienced and often young female Adventurers eager to prove themselves. Women like Taima Gloomshout, a novice Faun Fighter who had just joined the Adventurers Guild.
* * *
The Guildmaster stood behind his counter, smiling pleasently as he looked out at the tavern-like common room of his Guildhall. Full to capacity tonight, he thought. And so many of those Adventurers are inexperienced women, each and every one of them an affront to the profession and in needing to be ‘taken care of’. Once that would have bothered me, but after all these years I savor their presence knowing it only makes this wrong all the more easy for me to right.
It wasn’t that he hated women. He ADORED women, they just needed to live the kinds of lives they were meant to live. And the life of an Adventurer is NOT the kind of life women were meant to live, he thought with near-religious zeal and certainty.
One of the female Adventurers walked by, a pretty young thing but with no real skill or talent. The Guildmaster smiled and nodded to her, keeping up the false persona he’d worked so long to build. The kind ex-Adventurer eager to give all these inexperienced women chances they wouldn’t get anywhere else.
That one won’t last long, he thought as the girl waved and smiled back at him. Too little natural talent. Too dumb. She’ll quit or meet a dark fate while out on a quest soon, I won’t even have to arrange things to ensure it happens.
There had been more of that lately. As his reputation spread, and the legends of how much work there was in Midgate, more of these doomed young female Adventurers came to his Guildhall. Sometimes it felt like they were being drawn there by some magical or even divine power. If they were he only saw that as proof the work he was doing was right and proper, although he never felt the need to puzzle out the truth.
Having dismissed the girl as insignificant his eyes started making their way through the crowd. He needed a project for the night, a novice female Adventurer who had potential that needed to be squashed before she became too powerful for him to deal with.
His eyes fell on a young Faun Fighter. That one, he thought, zeroing in first on the young Faun’s smiling face and pretty, round features then dropping to the girl’s indecently overlarge breasts. He knew he wasn’t the only man in the room staring at them. Nearly every man, and many of the women, nearby were. And the rest have at least taken a peak, the Guildmaster thought, certain the girl’s tits were the reason she was getting so much attention.
The girl, who looked barely of age and couldn’t have left her home to become an Adventurer more than a year ago, seemed somehow oblivious to the way her huge breasts drew so much attention. And although they were the reason most eyes fell on her the scandalously revealing Adventurer’s gear she wore ensured they weren’t the only reason.
She wore sexy knee-high stockings and had on a skirt so short she’d be in danger of flashing the people behind her if she bent forward too far. The chest of her leather armor looked as though it had been cut out to expose her breasts which hung barely supported in a skimpy bikini-style top that appeared to be struggling to contain her tits’ impressive bulk and apparent weight.
The Guildmaster figured it had to be a Faun cultural thing. He’d seen that before. They ran hot and often preferred to have plenty of exposed skin even in chillier climates, and as such their cultures were more open with exposed flesh than most.
Still, he’d never seen breasts that size on a Faun. She was one of the goatish ones, with curved ram-like antlers on the sides of her head and a stocky, muscular, build. He’d seen those kinds of Fauns tended to have even smaller breasts than the far more feminine deer-like members of their race.
He knew the goatish Fauns tended to be freakishly muscular like Dwarves. Normally they had almost mannish, squat muscular builds. Although THIS Faun was a bit squat and was almost certainly strong compared to a Human woman she was also young, so those muscles would still be developing. And, more noticeably, any muscles she had were covered in thick layers of almost plump feminine softness.
It’s the reason she’s had such a hard time finding a party to join, the Guildmaster thought. Most look at her and see a plump, giggling bimbo with tits so huge they can’t imagine she’d even be able to swing those two swords she keeps on her wide hips. For all I know those huge udders DO keep her from being an effective Fighter. Or maybe they are why she duel wields, maybe somehow that allows her to fight around their bulk.
He hoped that wasn’t it. He hoped she dual-wields because she thinks it looks cool. She was only ranked as a Level One fighter by the Adventurers’ Guild and it seemed she’d never completed any official quests, although he had no way of knowing what she’d accomplished BEFORE joining the Guild.
But she was a Faun. They were rare in this part of Alaria so few realized the potential they had. Faun women seemed especially drawn or fated to accomplish great deeds, often favored by the gods and the forces that opposed the gods and forces the Guildmaster worked with. As ridiculous as she looked he knew if given the chance that huge-titted, giggling bimbo could become a mighty warrior. If he was going to take care of her to ensure that never happened he needed to do it soon. But how?
His mind raced through the myriad dangers and threats surrounding Midgate. So many of them were ones he’d fostered or outright been responsible for creating. That included a large number of the monsters in the area and even most of the active dungeons.
He fostered such dangers as training grounds for the male Adventurers, who were the only ones he thought worthy of the title. He wanted nearly all of them to grow and become their best selves. Other places and threats he fostered because the monsters, dungeons, and even bandits gathered or produced riches in some way. Such riches ensured his treasured Adventurers had more than enough wealth to ensure they, and Midgate, prospered!
Then there were the other kinds of dangers. Ones infused with a strange power that perverted and corrupted all it seeped into, known to some as The Corruption. It was his greatest ally and he was one of its greatest servants, although the Guildmaster at times seemed oddly oblivious to this fact.
These corrupted dangers were ones he not only fostered in special ways but ensured only certain Adventurers were sent out to face. Troublesome female Adventurers, he thought. Adventurers who shouldn’t be and who need their careers ended.
He savored trying to make the doom each female Adventurer he chose to end unique, working diligently to craft as best he could each one’s end. Some deserved less horrific fates, while others… Others deserved the worst he could ensure happened. Each female Adventurer’s story had a different ending. All of them perverse, all at least a little dark, but some less dark than others. Yet they all had one thing in common: the doomed female Adventurer would end up being too low-level for the dangers she faced.
Looking at Taima he thought the end required for one so young, inexperienced, and seemingly innocent was more open-ended than most. She’d not been an Adventurer for long so she hadn’t earned as much wrath as some of the higher-level women he dealt with. The Guildmaster could also feel none of the troublesome gods or powers that opposed him and his allies had grown attached to her, meaning a darker fate was as desperately needed.
Maybe she deserves a chance to prove useful in some way beyond that of the average woman, he thought as he began to think through the fates he could direct her toward. There were plenty that would test her potential and perhaps put her to better use than she’d find at the hands of simpler, more brutal fates he might weave for her. After all, once no longer an Adventurer all women still had uses.
In the lands surrounding Midgate there were a large number of dungeons. Many of them were what people thought they were: ancient ruins or catacombs filled with monsters drawn to the long-forgotten treasure horded in them. The vast wilds of Alaria were covered with such things, with Midgate having been founded specifically because so many existed in the region.
What most people didn’t know is that many dungeons were FAR more than they seemed. They were places of power that drew powerful forces to them, and once a powerful enough force with a strong enough will took control that force, usually but not always a person, could then reshape the dungeon at will.
The Guildmaster knew that several of the dungeons in the area had secret Dungeon Masters that were servants of The Corruption. Although he rarely had direct dealings with such servants the presence of these Dungeon Masters were at least known to him. The powerful relics he had hoarded in his Guildhall, either things he’d gathered during his time as an Adventurer or that he’d “acquired” from current Adventurers, allowed him to sense these powerful beings wants while allowing them to sense his intentions when sending female Adventurers to them. It wasn’t a direct form of communication, but it was still effective.
Those Dungeons, the ones with Dungeon Masters devoted to The Corruption, are designed to test potential tools of the Corruption as much as they are made to eliminate threats to it. If I send Taima there she’ll be tested. If she proves unworthy or destined to be a threat in some way I haven’t been able to sense she’ll meet a wonderfully perverse dark doom. But if she IS worthy of being a tool of The Corruption she’ll be bent to its will and transformed… But WHICH dungeon to send her to?
After a few moments of thought he nodded, having made his decision. His next step would be crafting the right false quest to entice the Faun. Then, so enticed, he’d send her out to face her fate. It had to be something that would have appealing enough rewards to tempt the girl into taking it on alone, yet also be something that would feel safe enough for that not to feel reckless.
Having her go alone WAS important. If she were to join a party before accepting the quest then everything would be ruined. Even though she hadn’t had any luck finding a party yet the Guildmaster knew that eventually she’d find a group willing to take her on.
What to do? I need at least a night to craft the false quest. So how do I stop her from potentially joining a party tonight?
As the Guildmaster looked around the room he saw his answer. Kadlass and Alilleath, a pair of high-level Night Elve Adventurers who had a party of two. Although he didn’t like that the pink-skinned female Alilleath had managed to be a successful Adventurer for so long he knew there was nothing he could do about it. She was far too high level, and any doom he WOULD be able to trick her into facing would also doom her traveling partner, the purple-skinned Kadlass.
Sacrificing a male Adventurer to take a female off the board is NEVER acceptable, he told himself. It was something he believed so fully it felt almost like a law of nature he didn’t have the power to break.
Knowing this he’d made his peace with having to think of Alilleath as untouchable. It was something he made easier to stomach by having learned ways the duo could be useful to his secret machinations. They came off as kind, enlightened Elven wanderers looking to make Alaria a better place. For all he knew they were, but there was a darker, far more perverse side they hid from the world. The two had needs, needs they couldn’t directly help each other with thanks to the Elven culture they’d come from.
They’ll be looking for a third for the night, the Guildmaster realized. And I know EXACTLY how that always plays out, he thought, thinking about all the times he’d used the magical spying relics he had hidden in the inn-like rooms on the upper floors of the Guildhall. I just need to point them in her direction. They’ll entice her with a false offer of joining their part and keep her from finding a REAL one.
* * *
“Alright,” Taima said, head bowed slightly as her goatish ears drooping. “I understand I’m not a good fit for your party. But if you ever change your mind…”
The man she’d been talking to scoffed derisively. “Maybe after you’ve gained a few levels,” he said dismissively as he waved Taina away. Her back wasn’t even turned all the way before she heard him say to one of his fellow party members, “Can you believe that fat-titted goat asking to join OUR party?”
Her whole body sagged in defeat as his fellow party members all laughed at Taina. She slumped away, wishing she could sink into the floorboards of the Guildhall’s common room. I should just go up to my room, she thought, forlorn gloom clouding over her normally unstoppable upbeat demeanor. She knew after a sleep she’d wake, her normal optimism returned, but she felt far too defeated to keep trying for the night. If there WAS a party that would be willing to take her on she wasn’t going to find it tonight.
Someone cleared their voice behind Taima and said, “Excuse me, but are you the Faun looking for a party to join?”
Taima stopped, shocked and overjoyed by her good luck. She stood straight, wanting to look her best before whirling to face the speaker.
Once she’d turned around she discovered that the woman she saw smiling serenely at her was so attractive it took her breath away. She was a vibrantly pink-skinned Night Elve, by far the most beautiful person or even thing Taima had ever seen. She was tall, slender, yet oh-so-feminine built and wearing one of the skimpy, revealing outfits popular with higher-level magic users who didn’t need to rely on physical armor for protection.
The Elven woman had that otherworldly beauty that made full-blooded Elves look both eternally youthful and immeasurably wise with age at the same time. It was a kind of stunning beauty the Faun had only seen from a distance. She felt that being within arm’s reach of it was awing.
It never occurred to her that there might be more happening than just being overwhelmed by an attractive woman’s good looks. There were plenty of subtle and none-to-subtle charms and spells that could have the effect she was feeling. But Taina, as inexperienced as she was, had no knowledge of such magic.
After a few moments of standing and staring in awe at the Night Elve Taima’s mind finally started to doubt what she was feeling was JUST from the woman’s beauty. Yet without knowing the subtle magic at work existed she had no hope of seeing it for what it was. She decided that although it had to be more than the woman’s perfect, otherworldly beauty. The Night Elve radiated magical power, so much so that her eyes almost steamed with glowing arcane blue might.
Her confidence and that radiating power told Taina the woman was far, FAR higher level than her. It seemed inconceivable to her that she’d be interested in a low-level Adventurer like her joining her party. Thinking she’d either misunderstood why the woman was asking if she was looking for a party she put a hand on her upper chest and stammered out, “M-me? Y-your i-i-interest in ME joining your p-party?”
The Elven woman threw back her head and let out a beautiful, almost musical laugh. “How precious! How absolutely adorable. Why yes, you,” the woman said, flashing an enchanting smile that left Taima swooning. The woman then stepped closer, reaching up and pulling some of the pinkish brown hair hanging in Taima’s face back to tuck it behind one of the girl’s goatish ears that protruded from the side of her head just under her curved horn. “Unless this Guildhall has a plethora of comely warrior goats scampering around?”
Normally Taima, and almost any other Faun, would have bristled at being referred to as a “goat”. Most considered using the word that way to be at best offensive and at worst an outright racial slur. But Taima didn’t notice the Elven beauty say the word. She was too overwhelmed by the feel of the woman’s elegant fingers sensually tucking her hair behind her ear, and too swept away by hearing such a stunning woman refer to her as “comely”.
Her heart raced. As she’d come of age she’d started to realize she might be as interested in women as she was in men, wondering at times if she was even MORE attracted to women than she was to men. But that wasn’t a thing women did with other women where she’d come from, so she’d never gotten a chance to explore those romantic and sexual feelings. Wanting to find a place where she could openly explore them was a not-insignificant part of why she’d chosen to leave her home to become an Adventurer.
Having a woman call her attractive brought up a flood of complex feelings she often suppressed and ignored. For a few brief moments that felt like ages to her those feelings overwhelmed her, leaving her standing slack-jawed in awe of the Elven woman.
As soon as her breasts had started to develop the intense focus nearly all men gave them had often unsettled her, and that uneasy focus had only grown worse as she’d filled out further. There WAS a part of her that liked the attention, but she found the way most men expressed it left her skin crawling.
She’d dealt with this over the years by learning to fain ignorance, pretending she couldn’t see the lecherous looks or hear the crude comments. But after years of this she’d faked being oblivious so well that she’d BECOME oblivious.
That obliviousness, having started as a way to deal with male attention she didn’t particularly like, had become so ingrained she no longer saw all the ways it was hindering her. Her breasts, which were freakishly large for a Faun, WERE a hindrance to the life she’d chosen. But she’d grown so good at not seeing things relating to them that she’d tricked herself into not being able to recognize this.
She’d refused to consciously acknowledge they COULD be a hindrance to her ability to fight. This led to her never learning to work around their bulk and weight, ensuring they WERE a hindrance to her fighting abilities, one that practically doomed her to failure the first time her life depended on her fighting abilities.
The part of her that did know this flared up, adding to the sense of disbelief the woman would be interested in her joining her party. But all that self-deception led to her being unable to consciously acknowledge this. Instead her mind twisted her doubts, transforming them into something more believable.
“C-comely?” Taima stammered as she looked up into the tall, enchantingly beautiful Elven woman’s glowing eyes. The woman couldn’t POSSIBLY think she was attractive, could she? “Y-you think I’m comely?”
The woman laughed, smiling prettily as she gently stroked Taima’s cheek with the back of a finger. “I think you’re the most comely girl in this Guildhall,” she told Taima.
When the Elven woman, who was more than a foot taller than Taima, started to lean forward to move her face closer to Taima’s the Faun felt a surge of intense sapphic panic. For a moment she thought the woman might be leaning down to kiss her.
The rush of panic faded as the woman turned her head to the side just as her lips drew close to Taima’s so she could whisper dramatically in the girl’s ear. “And so does my partner,” the Night Elve said as she stroked Taima’s cheek again.
Taima was momentarily overwhelmed by the woman’s touch. It had been such a small thing, two soft moments where their skin had barely met. She’d brushed the finger across her cheek so gently it had made Taima aware of the soft, nearly invisible peach fuzz on her cheeks the women of most races lacked. Warmth had flowed into her body while there was skin-to-skin contact, intense sensual heat that felt like a magic spell being used to muddle her mind.
It was only when a male voice said, “VERY comely,” that Taima, very much not realizing the Elven woman WAS using subtle magic to muddle the girl’s mind, noticed the Elven man standing just behind the woman enchanting her.
Taima blinked. She’d heard the man. She’d then seen him. But she found herself struggling to focus on anything other than the Elven woman. “W-who are you?” the girl stammered, forgetting about the man standing behind the enchanting Night Elve.
Her vision was oddly warped. The Elven woman seemed to be glowing, as though she was the only important thing in the world. She’d become even more beautiful to Taima, while the rest of the world had become muted and ugly in comparison.
“This is my partner, Kadlass,” the Elven woman explained, waving a hand behind her to draw Taima’s attention to the Elven man standing close behind her.
The gray shroud of ugliness that had descended on all the world except the Elven woman parted slightly, allowing Taima to see the Elven man clearly. He was a Night Elve like the woman but purple-skinned instead of pink-skinned like her. He had the same otherworldly beauty that the female Elve had, although with a much more masculine air about him.
“P-partner?” Taima stammered, looking from the woman to the man then back to the woman. Her heart sank. She’d thought that maybe the woman was interested in her. But if this divinely beautiful Elven man was her partner…
Kadlass laughed at the crestfallen look on Taima’s face. “I keep telling you, Alilleath, that introducing me that way is likely to break hearts. Poor thing thinks you mean sexual partner.”
Alilleath cocked her head and made a soothing sound at Taima as she moved closer to slip a reassuring hand around the girl’s waist. “Poor thing! I did not mean to confuse and disappoint you so. He is my traveling partner, nothing more.”
“Nothing more,” Taima muttered, nodding in agreement and joy as she felt that strange muddling warmth flowing into her body again now that the woman had an arm wrapped around her. “You and him aren’t… aren’t…” She couldn’t find the words. Thinking was suddenly too hard. The Elven woman had pulled her in closer and the nearness was overwhelming her.
“We aren’t,” Kadlass said. A moment later he added, “We CAN’T be.”
“Sad but true,” Alilleath said in a sultry voice that made Taima swoon as the woman pulled her even closer. “The hidden Elven Enclave we come from has a strict caste system. We’re from different castes so far apart that it’s forbidden for us to so much as touch each other in any kind of amorous way. I can admire and serve Kadlass but never express any romantic or sexual passions I feel with direct physical contact.”
Taima nodded dreamily, not fully understanding everything the woman was saying. Her muddled mind focused on the most important bit, needing confirmation of what she thought it meant. “But you can touch ME?”
Kadlass had pulled out a chair for Alilleath to sit in. The Elven woman, giving him a quick approving nod Taima didn’t notice, fell back into it. She kept hold of Taima, pulling the girl down with her so the Faun was left sitting in her lap.
“Oh yes, I can touch you all I want,” she told Taima, her hands exploring the girl’s body in ways that left the Faun even more breathless than she already was. “I could touch you all night long… You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Taima, feeling like she was in a sensual dream, nodded. “Yes, I’d like that very much.”
She WOULD like it, but wasn’t there something more important she should be asking the woman about? Hadn’t she approached her for a different reason? Something about Adventuring? Taima realized none of that mattered anymore. She just wanted to keep being close to the Elven woman. To be touched by her. To get to touch her! To do anything the woman said and let her do anything she wanted to her.
* * *
Kadlass leaned against the nearby table, watching Alilleath work the Faun girl over. He was impressed with how quickly Alilleath had ensorcelled the busty Faun. The girl was young and naive, but as a Faun he’d expected her to put up at least a LITTLE resistance to his partner’s “charms”. Yet it seemed Alilleath’s magical charms had overwhelmed the girl’s will almost instantly.
He watched Alilleath stroking and caressing the Faun girl in her lap, the helpless thing completely unaware that each moment of physical contact put her further under Alilleath’s control.
“You wouldn’t object to me bringing you up to my room for the night?”
Kadlass had to stifle a laugh at how much the question excited the Faun. The girl looks practically ready to wet herself in excitement. That can’t ALL be Alilleath’s magic. She must have been naturally primed to receive that kind of intense intimate attention from a woman. But if that’s true Alilleath might run into a little resistance as she pushes on…
“I’d loooooooove that,” Taima said, swooning at the question and all it implied.
And here comes the most important moment, Kadlass thought. The true test of how the rest of our night will play out. If Alilleath has misjudged the girl’s desires, and isn’t as in control of her as deeply as it seems, the charm she’s under will break in a moment…
“And you wouldn’t mind if Kadlass was there?”
Taima blinked. Confusion filled her face. She looked from Alilleath to Kadlass. “Him? In the room with us?”
Alilleath stroked and caressed Taima. “Yes, comely goat. Watching. Helping. As much a part of what we’ll do as I’ll be. We need you,” she added when Taima continued to look confused and hesitant. “Remember, we can’t touch each other that way. But we can use a third. I promise we’ll be ever so appreciative and that being used by us will be ever so enjoyable.”
Kadlass stared, surprised by how much tension he felt. He hadn’t realized just how much he wanted to use the Faun for the night till the prospect of NOT getting to use her seemed a possibility. It had been a long time since they’d taken one of the animal races to bed with them to use this way. They’d always repulsed him. So hairy. So… un-Elven. He’d forgotten just how much that disgust made using them as sexual props such a deliciously exciting thing.
And those huge breasts of hers, he thought practically drooling over the sight of them. She’s barely of age for her race but I bet they’ll already be grossly sagging to my eyes. Gods, she’ll be a DELIGHT to use and then discard like a balled-up cum-rag.
“Alright,” Taima said, the word a deep exhale of submission that eased all the tension Kadlass felt. “I’ll do whatever you want,” the girl went on, voice becoming stranger and eyes becoming vacant as all resistance washed away. “Let you both do whatever you want to me,” she added with another breathy sigh of submission.
* * *
“I think she needs a little more,” Alilleath told Kadlass. They’d quickly taken Taima out of the common room before anyone noticed what Alilleath was doing to the girl, bringing her up to the room they were sharing.
“Yesssss,” Taima muttered dreamily, leaning against Alilleath for support as she dreamily pawed at the woman’s body. “Need more. More you. Closer. Warmer. More touch… A kiss?”
“She seems like she’s perfectly prepped to be our toy for the night,” Kadlass said with an amused chuckle as Taima rose onto her toes with her lips puckered.
Alilleath put a finger on her lips and pressed the girl down. “Soon, treat,” she told the ensorcelled Faun dismissively before turning her attention back to Kadlass. “I know it looks that way, but she IS a Faun. They are hardy little beasts. They persevere at times when betters might not, and their stubborn nature often leads to them recovering from things most can’t.
“She’s a vapid, sex-starved horny little beast that was easy to charm. But her will IS resisting. The girl likes the attention of men FAR less than she admits to herself. There’s a very good chance if we leave her like this once your magnificent manhood gets involved she’ll wake from the charm. If that happens she’ll be immune to any kind of similar spell I cast for at least a few days. We don’t need that kind of trouble.”
Kadlass, impatient to begin thanks to the sight of the charmed Faun feeling up Alilleath as they spoke, scoffed at his companion’s worry. “The Guildmaster pointed us at her. We both know what he REALLY is even if no one else in Midgate seems to be aware. If she throws off the enchantment and causes trouble he’ll cover. He’ll—”
“No,” Alilleath said as she held up a hand to silence him while using her other to reposition one of Taima’s wandering hands. “We MUST be more careful with that ‘man’. You say we both know what he is, but it seems you forget. YOU’LL never be in danger with him, but I always am. If he saw a chance to ‘deal’ with me he would. Having this pretty, vapid little treat bawling about me misusing her? It would give him an excuse to expel me from the Adventurers’ Guild or maybe even worse if he involved the town guard.”
Kadlass scoffed again. “He knows what we do with girls we take to bed with us. If he wanted—”
“Him knowing and others knowing are two different things,” Alilleath snapped. “He can’t tell others what he knows without revealing HOW he knows those things,” she explained. She made an exaggerated hand motion at a few of the decorations spread through the room. “We both know at least two of these decorations are used for spying. It’s the same in every one of these rooms, there’s just very few Adventurers who come through here high enough level to tell that. The enchantments are VERY well hidden. I know they are there, but I couldn’t tell you exactly WHERE.
“He can’t reveal things he only knows through using them for then he’d have to reveal they exist. That would destroy his status as a Guildmaster. But if SHE revealed something untoward happening up here he could use that against us without revealing anything.”
“We’d just expose him,” Kadlass said with a shrug. “You worry too much.”
“And you don’t worry enough,” she snapped back, narrowing her eyes. “The power that surrounds him is starting to get to you. I think it’s long past time we leave this place.” Before Kadlass could react she added, “After one last night of fun.”
Kadlass pursed his lips, looking as though he was preparing to argue. Then his tense body eased. “I think you’re right,” he said with a weary sigh. “You see that which I can’t, you always have. It’s why I brought you with me when I left our home to begin my wanderings. It’s why I care so intensely for you.”
He drifted off for a second then closed his eyes as he centered his thoughts. “The power that surrounds the Guildmaster… It corrupts everything given enough time.” A moment later he opened his eyes and nodded as though he hadn’t realized how true the words he had spoken were till they’d left his mouth. “Tomorrow we’ll start finishing our business in Midgate and then, as soon as we can, we’ll leave this place.”
Alilleath looked at Kadlass with adoration. “I may be able to see things you can’t, but in the end you always listen to my wisdom. Tomorrow we begin our preparations to leave, yes, but tonight we still have the pretty little goat as our plaything. And to ensure she remains that way I need to do a little more to her.”
The Night Elve grabbed hold of Taima, positioning the girl standing in front of her with her back to Alilleath. Taima let out a little whimper, trying to turn around so she could keep pawing at Alilleath, but the Night Elve held her firm while leaning down to whisper in one of the girl’s ears. “Now you just relax, sweet dumb goat. I’m going to touch you some more and you’re going to love it.”
As she stood up she placed her hands on the sides of Taima’s head, reaching through the girl’s curved horns to massage her temples. “Calm. Empty your mind,” Alilleath cooed as glowing pink magic started to flow from her fingers into the Faun’s head. “Empty mind. Simple thoughts. Horny body. Be dumber and hornier till your just a dumb, fat-titted bimbo plaything.”
Taima groaned, tensing slightly as though in pain.
“CALM,” Alilleath soothed firmly. “Empty mind,” she said as Taima’s tense body started to ease. “Simple, happy thoughts. Your body is getting hot leaving you so very easily turned on. You’re getting dumber and the dumber you get the hornier you get. We’ll keep massaging this already fairly empty mind till you’re just a dumb, fat-titted bimbo plaything for the night.”
She kept repeating the same message worded slightly differently every time, for several minutes. Towards the end she looked up to watch Kadlass. She grinned wide, overjoyed to see how much the show was already pleasing him. She knew this was one of his favorite things to watch even if he rarely was honest enough to say so.
He LOVES it when I use the bimbofication magic on our toys, she thought as she pushed the flowing pink magic deeper into Taima’s mind. Just that word ‘bimbo’ is enough to set him off. Look at him in all his glorious beauty, licking his lips, hand on his crotch. I bet he’s already rock-hard…
Alilleath continued to massage bimbofication magic into Taima’s mind. “Clothes off,” she snapped at Kadlass. “I want you naked. NOW.” After a short pause she went on, starting to ramble with half-mad lust. “I want to see your magnificent Elven body, every inch of it. I want to see how your manhood responds to our little show. I want you naked and sitting on the edge of the bed, watching and waiting till the show turns into more than just a show.”
The commanding tone Alilleath was using was one she only ever dared to use during private moments like this. Before they’d left their Elven homeland speaking to someone in his cast in that manner would have been unthinkable to her, but now they’d spend an age wandering Alaria together. Although they still couldn’t bring themselves to breach the taboo of intimate physical contact Alilleath and Kadlass had both grown used Alilleath’s more domineering side.
Alilleath leaned forward to look down at Taima. “This is a scene the two of us have played out during countless nights on our wanderings,” she told Taima as she continued to massage pink magic into the girl’s mind. “Our people forbid the physical expression of amorous feelings between the different casts of Night Elves. We can’t touch, but after all the time we’ve spent traveling Alaria we’ve developed ways to express those forbidden feelings and desires.”
She leaned in closer, brushing her lips against one of Taima’s goat ears. “Look at him,” she commanded while continuing to massage pink magic into the Faun’s mind. “Now that he’s undressed look at his perfect naked Elven body. So slender and tell yet so well-muscled. That gorgeous purple skin. Those long, pointed ears. And gods be praised look at his fucking cock. Have you ever seen something so praiseworthy? So cunt-wettingly pleasing? And it’s not even hard yet!”
“Nice… cock…” Taima moaned as she dumbly stared at the Elven man’s member. “Big,” she added, sounding as though forming the word was a struggle. “Long,” she continued, looking as though the mental task of finding the correct word had pained her. “Want see it hard,” she finally said, the expression of lust coming out far more easily than anything else she’d said.
“Her mind’s almost ready,” Alilleath proclaimed. “Just a little more…”
She kept her face close to Taima’s. “You understand what we do to sate our desires and needs? No, of course not, you’re too dumb now. I’ll have to explain it.
“See, we can’t touch each other, but oh how we long to pleasure one another. In private moments like this, when no one will know how close we edge to breaking our biggest cultural taboo, I put on shows for him. I strip. I dance naked. I play with myself for his amusement. I pleasure myself to the sight of HIM pleasuring himself to the sight of me.”
After a pause Alilleath stopped massaging Taima’s temples, the flow of pink magic lessening but not ceasing. She grabbed the girl’s head and adjusted it to be sure she was looking at Kadlass. “Look at that magnificent, perfect man. Sitting with calm composure at the end of the bed, legs open as he leans back. Look at the gorgeous fucking cock, half erect and just waiting to reveal its full glory once it’s hard. Are you ready, pretty little goat?”
Taima opened her mouth as if to respond, but no words came out. Instead, she let out a long, low, “duuuuhhhhhh” sound as she started drooling on herself.
“I think you may have done too good of a job,” Kadlass chuckled. He leaned back on a hand he’d put behind him for support so his other hand could go to his crotch. The Elve moaned softly as he grabbed first his balls then slid his hand up to hold his hardening member. “But you know I love this.”
“And you know the magic is just settling,” Alilleath responded teasingly. “Try again, pretty little goat. Tell me if you’re ready.”
Taima’s chest rose and fell as she panted through the now immense mental struggle of thinking a clear enough thought to verbalize. “W-word… words… hard? Hard! YES. Elve cock get hard soon?”
Alilleath finally pulled away from Taima’s, letting the magical connection between them sever. “There we go,” she said, patting the girl on the head as she took a step back. “Properly bimbofied and ready to put on a show.”
“Prove it,” Kadlass demanded, knowing Alilleath would know exactly what he wanted.
Alilleath started walking around Taima, moving in close and feeling the girl up. Taima moaned with simple, dumb joy, drooling a little when the Elve reached her front and started fondling her breasts. Alilleath quickly shifted to the side to ensure Kadlass could see her playing with the Faun’s overlarge breasts.
“You want to do whatever I tell you to do, don’t you?” Before Taima could answer she threw her head back and let out a laugh of sensual mirth as she wrapped a leg around the girl and started grinding on her, all while still playing with her breasts. “Of course you do, you empty-brained bimbo. Doing what I say will make you happy. Doing what you’re told will make you HORNY.”
“Happy,” Taima moaned as the woman gyrated against her. “Horny,” she moaned more enthusiastically as the Night Elve’s dexterous fingers found her nipples through her top and started playing with them.
“What a good girl you are. But you’ve FAR too many clothes to put on a proper show, yet I suspect you’re now FAR too dumb to get them off yourself. Don’t worry, I’ll help you. But remember pretty little goat, we must make it a show! This is all for the sake of the stunningly gorgeous Elve sitting on the edge of the bed touching himself.”
“For Elve on bed,” Taima said as she nodded dumbly. “For Elve’s cock,” she added more eagerly when she noticed Kadlass was now fully erect.
Alilleath then spent a long time slowly stripping Taima. She danced around the girl as she did, grinding and writhing against her short, curvy body. Through it all her hands were constantly groping and caressing, leaving Taima panting with arousal.
Once she had the girl naked she kept going, acting like she was a stripper and the Faun was her performing pole. At times she turned and rubbed her ass into Taima, at others wrapped her limbs around the girl and kissed her. The Night Elve ensured the heat steadily rose, her eyes always darting to Kadlass to ensure he was enjoying the show.
At one point she took great delight in sucking on Taima’s lips while making out with her. She made sure to position herself so Kadlass could see the glowing sparkle of magic as Alilleath cast a small enchantment to swell the size of the Faun’s lips. The effect when she pulled away was that it looked like she’d sucked on the girl’s lips so much they appeared nearly inflated, a nice little touch that made the bimbofied Faun look even more dumb.
Alilleath was an erotic master who knew how to craft a lewd show perfectly fit for her companion. She could tell when Kadlass was ready to move on from the lewd dancing and grinding. She could also sense he was even more into the bimbofication tonight than he normally was. Before she gave him what he REALLY wanted she planned on leaning into that a bit more while building some impatient frustration that would make the payoff even more satisfying.
“Look at this pretty little treat,” Alilleath said as she took a step back and started to slowly pace around Taima to admire her naked body. “All thick curves covering dense, thicker muscles. Huge fat sagging plump tits, we knew that. But gods, they’re even more repulsively big and hotter when revealed in all their glory, yes?”
Kadlass leaned back more to better stroke himself. “Yes,” he moaned. “She’s a repulsive animal thing so far below me. Fucking her will be like fucking an animal. It’s disgusting. And that’s why I love it so much. And look at those magnificent huge tits! Look at how heavy and full they are. LOOK AT HOW THEY SAG. Girl’s barely of age and her tits are already sagging more than the breasts of the most ancient Elven woman’s would.”
Alilleath had stopped behind Taima. “She’s too dumb to understand fully what you’re saying, but clearly enjoying the male attention,” Alilleath said with a cruel laugh. “Look at the treat, moaning and flush. Hands jammed between those deliciously stocky, thick thighs of hers. Stubby fingers in that nasty, dense, fragrant bush of hers as she diddles herself.”
Without warning she grabbed Taima, turning her around and bending her over slightly so her backend was pointed at Kadlass. “And look at this! I always forget Faun’s have these stubby, furry little tails. Look how cute it is, sticking out just above her ass crack. You think it’s an erogenous zone?”
Before Kadlass could answer Alilleath flicked Taima’s tail. Both Night Elves erupted in laughter when the Faun gasped then let out a long, lewd moan. “Let’s see what a gentle touch does,” Alilleath said as she started to stroke Taima’s tail. This caused Taima to grind her thighs together as she let out an even longer, lower, more lewd moan of carnal delight. “And finally a tug,” Alilleath said before grabbing the girl’s stubby little tail and giving it a firm yank.
“Fuck gods be praised, every one of them,” Kadlass groaned in delight as he watched what the tug of her tail did to the Faun. The girl shuddered and moaned as an unexpected orgasm erupted from deep in her loins.
Alilleath had to grab hold of the girl to keep her from collapsing. She laughed, tenderly patting the girl’s ass. “Happy, dumb, horny little goat aren’t we? And already getting off? Greedy that seems to me. This is all for Kadlass, remember? He’s BARELY even started playing with himself. More stroking than outright masturbating.”
“I need some lube,” the man said, his tone a playful pout. “Would you please go get some out of our gear?”
“Of course,” Alilleath told him as she helped Taima onto her feet before turning her to face Kadlass. “But we’ve so many delightful oils and lubricants stored away in that bag of holding. It might take me a few minutes to choose one out. I think our pretty little goat will need to keep you entertained during that time.”
She leaned in close to Taima, eyes sparkling with mischief as she whispered something to the girl. “Understand?” she asked loud enough for Kadlass to hear.
Taima, eyes glassy and vacant, nodded. “Understand,” she said, drooling a bit on her chest when she spoke.
“Good girl,” Alilleath said, giving the Faun another loving pat on the ass before sensually stalking away from her. When Alilleath noticed Kadlass’ eyes following her she clicked her tongue in disapproval. They both knew she’d intended to draw his attention, but it was part of the fun of what they were doing. “Eyes on the pretty little goat,” she commanded as she pointed back at Taima. “She’s got something special to say to you.”
He gave her an eager grin then looked back to the bimbofied Faun, leaning back and grabbing tight hold of his cock as he waited for the reveal.
Taima, responding to his attention returning to her, giggled and stood up straight. She did this so fast, and thrust her chest out so far, that it caused her tits to do a little bounce that Kadlass found most pleasing. “I’m ‘sposed tuh tell yoo I’m just a giggling, cawk-hung’ry moron.”
She paused, tilting her head slightly as she looked to Kadlass for approval. When he smiled and squeezed his cock she grinned dumbly back, bouncing up and down and giggling in joy.
The sight of her large, heavy breasts bouncing up and down left Kadlass moaning in delight. “Quick with that lube,” he groaned impatiently.
“Got just the one,” Alilleath said as she handed a small jar of lubricant to him. “It’s the warming one that helps prolong pleasure.”
He eagerly opened the bottle, poured some into his hand, and started stroking it onto his throbbing member. “This the one that ensures climax is more explosive the longer you allow it to hold back the moment?”
Alilleath grinned and nodded eagerly. “Oh yes. Remember the last time we used it? You didn’t push past the enchantment keeping you from cumming for so long. By the time you did…” She sighed happily at the memory. “Oh, the mess it made! All that precious seed for me to lick up.”
Once he had his cock lubed up his eyes remained locked on Taima. She was still giggling and bouncing up and down, her joy only growing now that the Night Elve was properly jerking off.
He started to say something but then noticed Alilleath had a second, larger bottle in her hand. “And what do you have there?”
Alilleath flashed a sly smile as she pulled away and twisted as if to hide the bottle. “Oh, just a little treat to make the end of the show a little more interesting before the pretty little goat and your magnificent cock get better acquainted.”
“Cawk,” Taima blurted out happily, bouncing up and down a bit more vigorously. “Want Elve cawk!”
“Soon, pretty little goat,” Alilleath assured her as she went to the girl. On her way she opened the bottle and held it up, making it clear she intended to pour its contents onto the Faun’s chest. “You’ve been a good little toy so far. But the show is almost over. Once it is it will be time to get to work. This will help with what I plan to make you do. Now stop bouncing. Stand up straight and press that chest WAY out.”
After Taima did what she was told Alilleath told her, “There’s a good girl. Now you stay just like that for a moment.” With the Faun’s breasts pressed out the Night Elve poured the oil onto them. It was thick as it slowly oozed down her breasts, glistening with just a hint of an unnatural shimmer that suggested a subtle enchantment was worked into it.
“Quickly now,” Alilleath told Taima as she stopped pouring the oil on her tits. “Grab your breasts and stop the oil from dripping off them. There we go! Now rub it all around. Mmmm… feels good doesn’t it?”
Taima, face newly flush and eyes suddenly heavily lidded, nodded while moaning happily. “It’s warm,” she sighed, rubbing the oil all over her breasts in a manner that left her panting. “Feels soooooooo good,” she added between soft, lewd animal moans of delight.
After setting the bottle down Alilleath had taken up a place behind and slightly to the side of Taima. After placing her hands on the girl’s shoulders she peered eagerly at Kadlass who was happily masturbating to the lewd display in front of him. “Look at those heavy sacks of fuckable meat glistening so desirably. You want to feel them wrapped around your cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Kadlass moaned, eyes wild with lust as he jerked off faster.
“Just a little more anticipation,” Alilleath said, her voice full of fiendish glee. “I know you’ll hate it as much as you’ll love it. But it’s not just to tease, I need to test what skills the pretty little goat has,” she explained as she moved directly behind Taima. As she reached through the girl’s horns to place her fingers on the Faun’s temples she added, “Just a little mental delve into her memories… I’ll plant an idea in there to help make the wait all the more unendurable.”
She closed her eyes, concentrating on invading Taima’s mind. Pink magic flowed from her fingertips into the Faun’s mind while blue magic flowed back out, twisting through the pink magic to enter. The blue magic was the girl’s memories, and siphoning imprints of them out of her mind allowed the Night Elve to delve into Taima’s history.
Taima let out a confused groan as the imprints of her memories were pulled out of her mind. Only once the idea Alilleath had been planting in her mind settled did the discomfort seem to end. The moment she stopped groaning Taima did exactly what Alilleath wanted her to.
The Faun grabbed her overlarge, amply oiled breasts from the bottom as she stared at Kadlass. She giggled slightly at how focused he became as she grabbed them this way. Slowly she began to lift them, their oiled bulk shifting in her hands as she gradually raised them ever higher. Slowly, as their weight shifted, they started to slip from her hands.
Kadlass knew the moment was coming. He was ready, grip firm as he vigorously stroked his cock with eyes locked on the Faun’s tits. The moment they slipped from her hands he let out an ecstatic moan of pure carnal joy. Instead of trying to grab her oiled tits Taima fully released them, letting their full weight drop. They flopped down, glistening as they bounced and jiggled.
“Gods, woman, do you have what you need yet? I need to feel her gross, fat, heavy sacks of fuck-meat wrapped around my cock NOW!”
“Just a bit longer,” Alilleath said, sounding as though the mental dive into the bimbofied Faun’s mind was not going as easily as she’d thought it would. “I’ll make sure she keeps you entertained,” she added as she implanted another compulsion in Taima’s mind.
Taima’s eyes had been locked on Kadlass’ cock for some time, but now she blinked and looked as though she was just seeing it for the first time. “Cawk,” she blurted out in surprised joy. “Big Elve cawk,” she added, bouncing a little in joy. “Big sexy Elve cawk,” she exclaimed with a lusty giggle of joy as a bit of bouncing turned into energetic up-and-down movements that left her breasts bouncing and flopping.
“Even with the oil helping me hold off I don’t know how much of this I can endure,” Kadlass moaned as he furiously jerked off to the sight of the giggling, bouncing bimbofied Faun.
“Done,” Alilleath proclaimed as she pulled her hands away from Taima’s head.
The pink magic flowing into Taima had disappeared the moment Alilleath had said the word “done”, but the magic blue magic flowing from her mind continued for a few moments, keeping them connected. Taima groaned, one eye rolling into her head while the other twitched. It made it look like the two lines of flowing magic were strings attached to the girl’s brain and pulling them out so was making Taima feel like her brain was being pulled out of her head. When the magic broke Taima groaned again, stumbling forward in disorientation.
“Got you,” Alilleath said, looking at first like she was lunging forward to catch the Faun to stop her from falling. Her plan was only to direct the fall, ensuring the girl landed on her knees between Kadlass’ open legs.
Alilleath dropped to her knees behind Taima, pushing the girl forward a bit as they landed. In one swift movement she swung a hand at the hand working Kadlass’ cock, not quite touching him but causing him to jerk his hand away from his manhood as though she’d batted it free.
That movement smoothly became her reaching around Taima with both hands to grab the Faun’s oiled breasts, directing them to land on Kadlass’ lap. She’d grabbed them from underneath at first, something a person less skilled or practiced at handling oiled breasts would have struggled to do. She was prepared for the way their oiled bulk tried to slip from her hands and used that to her advantage. She directed them to slap down on Kadlass’ bare thighs, sliding her hands up and out of the way to ensure she never so much as brushed against his skin.
A moment later she had a firm hold of the girl’s overlarge breasts and was squeezing them tightly around Kadlass’ throbbing member. “She’s no virgin,” Alilleath explained as she squeezed the Faun’s tits tight enough around Kadlass’ cock to make him gasp in joy. “But she has little experience in more than simple animal rutting with a man, and although she WANTS it has even LESS experience with women.”
As she continued her explanation she started to move Taima’s breasts up and down Kadlass’ shaft. Although his member was impressively long for an Elven man the Faun’s breasts were more than large enough to fully envelope it. That seemed to disappoint Alilleath who had intended on barely massaging Kadlass’ cock at first to try and lower his heat level. She wanted this to last, but she couldn’t handle not seeing his cock.
“The pretty, fat-uddered goat wouldn’t have known how to do this herself if I’d commanded her to,” Alilleath told Kadlass as she started moving Taima’s breasts more vigorously up and down the Elve’s member. She was leaning over her shoulder, her eyes locked on the girl’s cleavage, desperate to see a flash of purple flesh pop up between the faun’s oil-slicked breasts.
“But you know me, I don’t mind doing all the work. Besides, we both delight in using others like this,” Alilleath said as she leaned further over Taima’s shoulder, flopping the girl’s tits up and down more vigorously. She was growing more desperate for a sight of Kadlass’ cock and had started to grow worried the girl’s breasts were too big to allow it to happen in the position they were in.
“It’s ALMOST like I’m jerking you off, I’m just using her tits to do it,” Alilleath went on, punctuating her sentence with a gasp of joy as she finally managed to flop the girl’s oiled tits vigorously down hard enough to reveal a flash of Kadlass’ cockhead.
Kadlass had braced his hands on the bed behind him and let his head fall back. He had his eyes closed and was focusing on the feel of the Faun’s slickly oiled tits being flopped up and down his shaft. “Fuck woman, you’ve gotten almost too good at this. Even with the oil simmering my boiling pleasure I won’t last much longer!”
He felt it building inside of him, a bubbling boiling heat. Pleasure so intense it made his head spin made even more intense by the oil suppressing it from exploding the way it wanted to. That suppression was only building the pressure further. Every moment the magic helped him prolong his pleasure caused more of the lube’s magic to seep into him, ensuring his climax would be that much more explosive.
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)
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