Perhaps on your own, you could resist, but having three beautiful women encouraging you makes it impossible to resist. You walk tentatively over to Dasille.
“Yes, my sister,” Tri’lanna says. “Gods, she’s such a bitch. So damn stuck up. She’d always sneer whenever Kiraea and I had sex, even though she’s just as much of a slut as us. If ever there was someone who deserved a good, hard fucking…”
Mirae nods, rubbing up against her mistress’s bound daughter. “Dasille likes… humiliation. She loves inflicting it, but though she hates the fact, I know those times she’s been humiliated and dominated herself, she’s got really turned on. Use her ass, she always loved to watch us servants getting fucked up the ass. She sat there and watched and rubbed herself. I bet, deep down, she was wishing it was here.”
She steps aside as you approach. Dasille tries to say something through her magical gag, but you can’t make it out. And you don’t really care.
“But use her pussy first,” Ceinwynn says suddenly. “She was willing to have me knocked up, so return to favour. Breed the bitch.”
“Oh, yes,” Tri’lanna moans. “Make her belly fat with a half-elf baby. That way everyone will be able to see she’s just a whore.”
Dasille’s eyes go very wide at this. Grabbing her shirt, you rip it open, exposing perfect breasts. She tries to kick with a dangling leg, but you avoid her wild flailing easily, catching the leg in one hand. You lift it up so the girls can clearly as you thrust into her pussy. She moans through the gag as you begin to pound her, pressing her hard nipples against you with sudden lust.
Glancing over your shoulder, you see Tri’lanna and Ceinwynn exchanging a hungry kiss. Mirae has lowered her mouth to Tri’lanna’s chest, and is licking her naked tit. Lady Moirianara is watching helplessly as her daughter is used by a human – but you see the way her his are twitching, and you realise she’s turned on by it and is trying to move the sex-toys inside her.
But beyond them, you see someone else, standing in a corridor. It’s Kiraea, with a dark bruise on her face from where you hit her, and from the glow around her hand you realise she’s casting her lust spell again. But it’s different this time – she seems to have no control over you. You’re incredibly horny, but you’re just as likely to rape her as anyone else. And right now, the prospect of fucking this whole family of sluts is so appealing. You could resist, breaking the spell again, but you’re not sure you want to. You’d rather break Kiraea. |