The right choice to do is clear – to sacrifice some of your own strength for the sake of this elf. Or at least, that is what you tell yourself. But if you’re being honest, you can’t deny the appeal of having your way with this elf too. And from the way Anja grins when you nod, you guess she knows it.
Is this the corrupting power of a demon? you wonder as you lean close and kiss the elf. Still sleeping, she nevertheless returns the kiss ardently. You remember how overwhelmed with lust you were when you first met the succubus, and it occurs to you that fucking her while she’s under the influence of Anja’s powers is basically raping her. The thought chills you, but not as much as the realisation you've accepted this because it’s ‘necessary’.
“Wake her up,” you order Anja. The least you can do is have this woman awake while she’s taken, able to enjoy it. You wouldn’t want her to wake up mysteriously violated.
Anja shrugs and taps the elf’s forehead. Her eyes immediately snap open, darting around in confusion before focusing on the beautiful face of the creature kneeling beside her and glazing over with lust again. Anja kisses her sensuously, while working at the straps of her armour with a skill that makes you wonder just how many other warriors she’s undressed.
You feel angry with the succubus. She’s supposed to be your slave, but she seems to be affecting you, maybe even control of you. And you realise you want to show her who’s in charge, to punish her for her smug arrogance. You’ve never really felt the urge to dominate a woman before, but you suspect if you don’t establish your dominance over her, you’ll regret it.
As she crouches on all fours over the prone elf, their lips still locked, you lift up the brief skirt that hangs from her corset, and give her perfect, heart-shaped ass a hard slap that makes her moan.
She breaks her kiss, and reaches to push down the elf’s trousers. She has already removed the clothes from her upper body, exposing her relatively small but firm breasts, their nipples taut with desire. The guard is now naked except for a set of delicate lace panties, quite unlike anything any girl in your village could have afforded.
“Shall I serve you, master?” Anja says, looking seductively over her shoulder at you. “Or would you prefer to sample this treasure?”
Since Anja herself of course doesn’t wear underwear, from where you’re standing you can clearly see her pussy, already dripping wet, and her puckered anus above it, both begging for a hard fucking. On the other hand, the guard’s unrevealed holes are certainly tempting, both because of the exotic thrill of ravishing an elf maid, and because her pale, slender body has a wholesomeness that is quite refreshing when compared to the succubus’s seductive, infernal perfection. And from the smouldering glances the elf is giving you, she’s desperate for it.
But it annoys you that Anja’s still basically in charge of the situation… |