By: Dawn2069MS

» Open your eyes and look upon yourself. «

Kyaara recognized her own voice, but wasn’t speaking. It was a thought, a foreign thought, echoing through her mind, using her own mental voice. Hearing herself speak felt odd and familiar at the same time, which eventually made Kyaara obey the request and open her eyes.

The elven woman found herself standing in midst of an illuminated endless hallway, in front of a large mirror, closely examining her reflection. She was beautifully dressed all in white, like a bride, the light color of her attire showing to advantage to her blueish dark skin. The flouncy corsage of Kyaara’s wedding dress had a lace-up back and an open-cup bra, supporting only a portion of the underside of her breasts, pushing them upward and leaving the nipples and areolae uncovered. A pair of thin straps decorated with lace ran from the sides of her breasts over the dark-skinned elf’s shoulders and held the corsage in place. The nether border of the garment was like a garter belt. The sides of the elf’s hips were each covered with a flouncy triangular-shaped strap and each of them was decorated with a large white bow. Kyaara’s legs were covered with white skirt-like thigh-high stockings, wide cut and lined with frills, connected to and held in place by the garter-belt’s straps. The extravagant design of the wedding dress completely revealed the half-breed’s nether regions, as well as her well-rounded backside. Kyaara’s semi-erect penis was covered in a white silken cuff which was held in place by a loop fastened around her balls. The elf’s elegant and revealing attire was complemented with white arm-length fingerless gloves which were decorated with beautiful floral ornaments, as well as a long bridal veil. In addition to her white garment, the elven woman wore a set of twinkling jewelry, adorning her ears, neck and fingers, as well as her nipples and her vulva.

» What do you see? «

Despite the naughty candidness of the wedding gown’s design, Kyaara somehow liked what she saw in the mirror. She started caressing herself with her hands, feeling the silken fabric of the dress. While looking at her mirror image, she recognized that she had a different hairstyle than usual. Her white hair was loose and had several curled strands, granting her overall appearance an almost innocent touch. Kyaara smiled as she answered her mental voice’s question:

“I see a beautiful elven bride.”

» Look again, beyond the mirror’s border. What do you see? «

The distance between the mirror and Kyaara was about two meters. The elven bride took a step closer towards the reflecting surface, as she suddenly felt the urge to continue walking forward. Only now she felt the cold floor of the endless hallway under her bare feet. Kyaara’s steps were carefully graceful, emphasizing her hips, the silken fabric of the dress caressing her legs. After reaching the mirror, she continued moving forward and crossed its surface as it would be an ordinary passageway. She instantly recognized that the hallway on the other side was identical to the one she just had come from, but it was dimly lit and looked grim. The voice in Kyaara’s mind asked anew:

» What do you see? «

The elven bride slowly turned around, expecting to see her reflection in the mirror. What she saw made her almost freeze. Her breath caught suddenly and her heartbeat got faster almost instantly, as the half-breed gazed at her mirror image.

Kyaara looked at herself, she was sure of that fact. However, her skin’s blueish color was the only things her bridal self and the reflection in the mirror had in common. Her counterpart wore a pitch-black version of her Bladedancer armor, as well as her combat blades on her back. The metallic surface of her armor was decorated with various slightly glowing blue runes, as well as with various metal spikes. What was much more distracting than the altered color of her armor was the shape of her counterpart’s body. She had digitigrade legs, thus an extra hock joint at her lower legs, and cloven hooves instead of humanoid feet. Her fingers were claw-like and several dark thorns protruded from the outside of her lower arms, as well as from her elbows. A pair of slightly curved long horns had grown from her upper forehead and they were decorated with silver metal rings. The color of her eyes hadn’t changed, but they glowed in the dim light of the endless hallway and the pupils were bizarrely triple-slit, making her demonic appearance even look more alien.

“I … I see … myself?”

Kyaara lifted her right arm and reached out for the mirror’s surface as if in a trance. She recognized that her mirror image was moving accordingly and even reflected Kyaara’s puzzled facial expression. The elven bride expected to touch the even surface of the mirror any moment, but contrary to her expectation, she didn’t touch the mirror’s flat surface, but the actual hand of her demonic counterpart. Her reflex response was to pull back her hand, but the clawed fingers of her dark twin had already moved in between her own fingers and closed around them, trapping her hand in a death grip.

The half-breed felt her heart beating faster within her chest, she felt vulnerable and helpless in the presence of her demonic self. Kyaara heard her own voice again, but this time it came from her dark counterpart instead of from within her mind:

“Two parts of the same soul joining together. With this touch, I take you as my property.”

The demon counterpart suddenly jerked Kyaara towards her, forcing the elven bride to bump into the demon’s body, her exposed breasts touching the cold steel of the Bladedancer armor. With a wicked grin, Kyaara’s demonic self continued to speak:

“I may kiss the bride now.”

Feeling her own tongue and tasting her own saliva felt strange. Kyaara’s dark counterpart had moved her right hand behind the elven bride’s head and started kissing her passionately. The astonished elven woman tried to pull back at first, but was prevented from doing so due to her demonic self’s firm grip. The more Kyaara felt her dark twin’s twitching tongue invading her mouth, the more she got overwhelmed by an arousing weakness within her body and mind. Recognizing that her right hand suddenly got released, the elven bride started to embrace her demonic self, eagerly returning the kiss, her wet tongue responding to the soft oral caressing. Feeling her hardening penis pressing against the pants of the Bladedancer armor, Kyaara closed her eyes and groaned with relish as she felt the strong arms of her counterpart hugging her tenderly. The two women kissed themselves for minutes. Every now and then, their mouths parted awhile, revealing their wet tongues still caressing each other, tiny strands of saliva glittering in between their lips.

If Kyaara had her way, the passionate kissing would last forever. However, what suddenly interrupted the moment of high passion was the sound of a blade being drawn, followed by the sensation of cold metal touching her exposed genitals. Within a single heartbeat, the pleasant sensation of passion got substituted by a shocking blast of fear, her eyes gaping in horror. Looking into her wicked self’s alien eyes, Kyaara heard her mental voice again:

» What you see is your fate, half-breed. «

The intonation of the last word was scarily deep and grotesquely distorted. Before the shocked woman was able to actually react to her mental voice’s statement, a huge impact of massive pain ravaged through the half-breed’s body, as the the razor-sharp blade started to to cut upwards through her abdomen, splitting her genitals, tearing apart her intestines. Kyaara’s muscles clenched and her body jerked involuntarily, she felt hot blood running down her legs, staining her white stockings. Her heartbeat started to race due to the sudden loss of blood and the only sensation within her mind was pure agony.

Kyaara screamed with terror and pain and … found herself sitting up straight on her bed of straw within the abandoned cathedral, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, her body trembling. The elven woman looked about, still unsure if the nightmare was over or not. She felt her heart beating fast and intense within her chest. Touching her abdomen and belly, the scared woman recognized that she hadn’t been hurt at all. After some minutes of slowly calming down, Kyaara looked at her sister who remained sleeping peacefully on the bed of straw next to her, unaffected by her scream.

It was still dark outside. Having been gifted with night-vision, the half-breed saw that her sister’s blanket had slipped to the ground. She crawled to the side of Tianna’s bed and adjusted the quilt, looking at her little sister’s beautiful face. While putting her hand on Tianna’s cheek, gently caressing her soft skin, her fingers tenderly stroking her silken black hair, Kyaara summed up the recent events in thought.

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After Tianna had passed out in consequence of the final act of her violation, Kyaara had untied her abused sister. The ropes had left obvious marks on the elven priestess’ ankles and forearms, but hadn’t bruised the skin at least. She then had carefully lifted the unconscious woman up from the cum-splattered wooden table and had carried her to the stone altar at the other end of the cathedral. After having gently positioned her sister on her back on top of the massive stone, Kyaara had gathered one of her waterskins and a cloth from her horse’s backpack and had started to clean the sticky sperm off from Tianna’s hair, face, breasts and from her nether regions.

While caring for her unconscious sister, Kyaara had recognized anew how much she actually adored her. The half-breed had been unexpectedly overwhelmed by the powerful emotion, as tears had sprung to her eyes. Kyaara had suddenly felt deeply guilty for what she had done to her poor sister. She had looked on her hands which had started to tremble heavily, the hands she had used to force the innocent priestess to swallow her cock and rape her virgin throat. Her fingers had clenched as Kyaara had felt the sorrow of guilt deep within her soul. Her eyes had been filled with tears and she had started to sob.

“G-God … p-poor Tianna … s-so sorry … I’m s-so sorry …”

Those trembling words had been all what Kyaara had been able to speak. She had burst into tears and started to cry. The elven woman had shook her head in despair, unable to cope with the situation. After having moved her head to her sister’s face, she had placed a soft kiss on her forehead and had then carefully hugged the unconscious priestess, holding her tight.

Kyaara had cried and sobbed for minutes while embracing her little sister. After having calmed down a bit, she had prepared two sleeping accommodations and put her sister to bed. She had lain down on her bed of straw afterward and had fallen into a fitful sleep.

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Kyaara came back to her senses again, still kneeling besides her sister’s bed, caressing her with her hand. Recognizing that Tianna was awake, she smiled at her little sister and whispered:

“Shhh sister, it’s still in the middle of the night.”

Tianna smiled dozily, closed her eyes again and nodded in reply. She was happy about not being hogtied any more. Knowing that her sister was kneeling at her side, as well as feeling her caressing hand gently stroking her hair, felt comforting. The young priestess was sure that her big sister had been able to endure the evil succubus’ control and that she’d do anything to protect her, come hell or high water.

It didn’t take long till Tianna fell asleep again. Her capability to find to sleep that easily after all she had suffered through within the last days impressed the elven fighter. Maybe it was her unshakable faith in her goddess Eletha, maybe it was just strong willpower, she didn’t know. Kyaara continued looking at her sister, her thoughts swirling about the recent events again:

» No matter what, I won’t allow that succubus bitch to lay her hands on my sister again. «

» Rhyeesh … I’ll remember that name, the name of a demon, a fucking Kazdruk. «

» Need some sleep, too. We need to get away from this place as soon as possible … «

By: Dawn2069MS

The moonlight was barely shining through the clouded night sky, immersing the obsidian colored eastern cliff line in a surreal twilight. Though located about a hundred meters below the edge of the cliff, the breaking of waves of the ocean was clearly audible and echoed through the night.

Rhyeesh had returned to the place where she had arrived on the landmass about two weeks ago, preparing herself to commune with Vorgen. She didn’t look forward to talking to her master. She had been ordered to scout the adjacent regions for potential threats, such as wild dragons, but had decided to refuse to follow her master’s orders. Like many times before, she would lie, cheat and seduce to persuade her master and to play for time. Rhyeesh was aware of the fact that Vorgen was directly subordinate to Yuldasha and that the game she was playing had a very high potential to backfire. However, she liked to play with fire and she fed on the thrill.

The succubus was in her human-looking form and knelt on the stony surface, her buttocks resting on her heels. Her hands were positioned on top of her thighs, the palms facing upwards. She was still sparsely dressed, only wearing her black leather thigh-high boots with high-heels and her arm-long leather gloves as outfit. The hair of her long ponytail was brushing over her bare skin due to the moderate breeze, sending tingly sensations through the demonic woman’s body. Rhyeesh had her eyes closed. She concentrated on executing a ritual which enabled her to speak with her master over long distances, even when having the whole SajaRuun Ocean between herself and Kazdruk. The succubus started to sweat slightly due to the draining spell-casting, but managed to materialize a circle of dark magical energy on the ground around her. The glyphs and symbols of the magic circle glowed slightly, immersing the area inside the circle in a bizarre blueish light. Moments later, a vortex of dark energy appeared at the border of the magic circle, encasing the succubus completely.

Rhyeesh felt the demonic energy of the ritual sizzle over her almost naked body, making her skin crawl. She suddenly felt the presence of her master. Though used to this effect of emotional closeness while communicating through ritual magic, she shivered upon Vorgen’s presence. The Succubus opened her eyes. She found herself kneeling in midst of her master’s chambers, but the ground within the magic circle beneath her was still the obsidian colored rock of the eastern cliff line. It looked like if the area within the circle, as well as herself, had been somehow projected into Vorgen’s dimly lit room. Rhyeesh started to address her master with practiced devotion, but got distracted by the scenery she was looking at:

“It’s a pleasure to … be in your presence again, my … Master?”

The dark-skinned demon was sitting in his throne-like chair. He was completely naked and had his thighs spread, his beast-like clawed feet resting on the stone floor near the edges of the massive throne. His erect phallus was protruding from his loins, the cockhead pointing almost directly in Rhyeesh’s direction. Two naked slaves, a light-skinned young human man with extraordinary long black hair and a sun-tanned red-haired Zelkathorn elven woman, were kneeling in front of his legs, eagerly kissing and licking the saliva-stained glans of the large cock from both sides. The arms of the slaves were bound by a conical sheath of leather which enclosed both of each slave’s arms from fingertips to above the elbow, holding them together behind their back while keeping the elbows in touch with each other. The armbinders were tightened with lacing and supplemented with straps around the wrists and the upper arms. Another pair of leather straps which ran over each of the slave’s shoulders held them in place. Rhyeesh recognized that each armbinder was attached to the throne through a metal chain, forcing the two sex-slaves to remain in a vicinity of about three meters of the furniture. Vorgen’s clawed hands rested on each of the slave’s heads, his fingers buried in their hair, holding them in a steady grip.

The sight of her master made Rhyeesh shiver. The various bony thorns protruding from his lower arms, elbows and shoulders, as well as several pairs of large horns and thorns on his hairless head, made the large demon look dangerously powerful, his pupil-less white glowing eyes amplifying the wicked demonic appearance. Vorgen smirked at his kneeling subordinate. Amused about Rhyeesh’s apparent distraction, he responded to her doggerel greeting:

“You look surprised, my little apprentice. Shouldn’t you be accustomed to the fact that our kind uses slaves as pets and playthings by now? You know that we feed on their sexual energy, do you?”

Vorgen strengthened his grip and forced the heads of his two slaves away from his cock, but just far enough to avoid the tip of their tongues reaching the glossy glans. Both slaves stuck out their tongues as far as possible in response, eagerly trying to continue to tease their master’s cock. They moaned slightly due to being denied to continue to serve.

Rhyeesh tried to focus on her master, but caught herself gazing at the male human slave who was lecherously trying to reach Vorgen’s cock. She recognized that his whole appearance – the shape of his body, his beautiful facial features and the way was moving – was very feminine. If the young man wouldn’t have a flat chest and a penis, she would have mistaken him for a woman. The succubus suddenly felt aroused while eying up the male slave and her thoughts started to swirl around the scenery in front of her:

» What a gorgeous young man, just looking at him makes my pussy become wet. «

» Damn you, Vorgen. He knows exactly that I get horny when I see submissive slaves in bondage. «

» Keep your temper, Rhyeesh. Play your role of the obedient little apprentice …«

The demon woman hated to be referred to as ‘little apprentice’. Every time her master used this phrase, her already hot temper got fueled and she felt the urge to counter. However, she was used to deal with her master’s quirks, managed to pull herself together and re-focused on her master’s questions:

“Yes Master, of course I’m aware of the fact that we use and feed on our slaves.”

She gazed at the male slave again:

“I just hadn’t expected to disturb your …”

Vorgen interrupted his apprentice: “You are not disturbing at all, my little apprentice.”

The obsidian-skinned demon guided his slave’s heads back to his cock. Groaning with relish, the human man and the elven woman passionately closed their lips around the glans and continued to kiss and lick their master’s phallus again.

“You know that I have a very distinctive sense for aesthetics. You also know that I am not like the majority of demons here in Kazdruk who would take any opportunity to fuck anything they can lay their claws on. Once I decide to choose someone to serve me, I take my time and I make sure that the one I may choose will fit to my personal sense of taste. This, my beloved apprentice, is the reason why I’ve chosen you as my right hand, and those two slaves as my personal playthings.”

Vorgen pulled the young man away from is cock again and forced him to turn his head towards Rhyeesh. The human slave looked at the succubus, his face reflecting desire and devotion.

“Look at this slave. What do you think of him? Be honest.”

Rhyeesh replied to her master’s question:

“He’s the most adorable human male I’ve ever seen so far … so beautiful, and so feminine.”

She looked back at her master’s glowing eyes: “He’s a vision of delight, Master.”

Vorgen grinned, his vampiric fangs showing behind his lips: “… aaand? I said be honest.”

“And … I’d like to feel him inside of me, Master.”

The glowing eyes of the dark-skinned demon flashed up. He moved his male slave’s head back in it’s original position where the young man continued to work his tongue over his master’s glans again. Satisfied with his apprentices answer, Vorgen smiled and gave Rhyeesh a striking look:

“Very good … I may grant you your wish after you’ve returned to Kazdruk. That of course depends on how satisfied I’ll be with the results of your tasks. … Speaking of tasks, the reason why I summoned you isn’t to discuss my personal preferences concerning slaves, is it?”

Rhyeesh’s body tensed. Those last words of her master instantly washed away her arousal and made her concentrate on her faked report.

“No, Master, of course not. Please forgive me for having questioned you. I am here to report the results of the task you had entailed on me, Master. As ordered, I’ve scouted the region between the Obsidian Cliff and Lake Crimson. The majority of the area is forsaken. There’s a small human enclave to the west of the lake, but they are no threat to us at all. I had dominated four of their strongest males and they had been will-less toys under my control. Though the Obsidian Cliff is rumored to be inhabited by wild dragons, I didn’t find any traces of their existence. If I may anticipate you in answering your next question, Master, I think that the eastern cliff line will be the perfect location to set up the beachhead for the invasion.”

After finishing her report, Rhyeesh bowed to her master and remained in the position, awaiting his reply. However, the voice she heard after bowing down wasn’t the one of her master. It was an awe-inspiring female voice from one of the dark corners of Vorgen’s chambers:

“So this is the young one you’ve told me about, my champion?”

All of Rhyeesh’s muscles tensed anew. She suddenly was overwhelmed by a new demonic presence which was much more powerful than the one of her master. The succubus remained motionless in her bowed down position. It wasn’t necessary for her to see whose voice she just had heard, she just knew it was the voice of her queen Yuldasha.

While Rhyeesh listened to the approximating clacking of Yuldasha’s cloven hooves, her master replied to his queen’s question:

“Yes, my Lady. This is Rhyeesh, my right hand and one of your most beautiful and skilled servants.”

The succubus’ mind was nearly stunned by Yuldasha’s presence. It was the first time she had direct contact to the Ruler of the Kazdruk Forces and she unconsciously understood that Yuldasha’s power was beyond anything she had ever experienced so far. Though being awestruck by her queen’s mental and emotional presence, Rhyeesh became aware of the fact that she never had had the chance to look at Yuldasha in person. She was curious to finally see her, but didn’t dare to move her head without being commanded by either her master or her queen. She continued to listen to the demoness’ approaching steps, as Yuldasha replied to Vorgen’s statement with an appealing voice:

“Is that so? Well, I want to see it for myself.”

“Raise your head and look at me, my child.”

“Yes, my Queen.” Rhyeesh answered humbly and slowly rose her head.

Looking at her queen for the first time was a sight to behold for the young succubus. Yuldasha’s size, the reddish tan color of her skin, her twisted black demon horns protruding from the sides of her head through her black long hair, her hourglass figure and her massive breasts which were barely covered by her attire, her piercing green serpentine eyes glowing in the dim light of Vorgen’s chambers, all of the tall arch-demoness’ appearance stood for words like wickedness, intimidation, elegance, seduction and domination. Rhyeesh was even more awestruck as she recognized Yuldasha’s extremely graceful movement. The way she criss-crossed her steps, swayed her hips and wiped her tail, it all made the powerful demoness look pleasingly and dangerously elegant.

Yuldasha stopped in front of the border of the magic circle and eyed up the kneeling succubus. While her emerald eyes focused on Rhyeesh’s face, the demoness addressed her anew:

“Put your hands behind your head and spread your thighs. I want to to see all of your body.”

Rhyeesh obeyed in silence and positioned herself as ordered, presenting her tender breasts and her hairless vulva, still looking up into her queen’s glowing eyes. Yuldasha started to circle around the kneeling woman, speaking to her champion demon:

“You didn’t promise too much, dear Vorgen. If she would be a human, she’d be a quite beautiful slave. However, I am not here to see a human slave, am I?”

Yuldasha stopped in front of Rhyeesh again, glaring down at the kneeling succubus, as Vorgen began to answer his queen’s question:

“Forgive me, my Lady, it is …”

Yuldasha cut her champion off: “Not your fault. … It’s her fault.”

Rhyeesh suddenly became scared. She hadn’t expected to displease her queen due to being in her human form. The moment the kneeling woman intended to excuse her failure, Yuldasha bent over slowly, the nipples of her heavy breasts sliding out of the strained cups of her top, and continued to speak to her:

“Get on your feet, my child, and show me your true form.”

“Y-Yes, Mistress.” Rhyeesh replied with a trembling voice and obeyed.

After detaching the high-heels from her black leather stockings, Rhyeesh switched to her demonic form. A twisted pair of horns grew on her forehead, her lower legs each got an extra hock joint and her feet changed to cloven hooves. Clawed hands, pointed ears, vampiric fangs and a prehensile tail completed the succubus’ true form.

Yuldasha smiled, revealing her extended canine fangs, and addressed the succubus with a satisfied voice:

“Now this is what I had expected to see, my child. Your beauty is really remarkable.”

The demon queen suddenly stepped inside the magic circle and grabbed the succubus’ chin in between the thumb and index finger of her right hand. Surprised about the fact that it seemed possible to be touched through the magic vortex and before realizing what was happening to her, Rhyeesh felt Yuldasha’s other hand sliding over the skin of her belly down to her nether regions, her clawed ring and middle fingers brushing over her clitoris, then roughly entering her vagina. She couldn’t help but groan due to the unexpected assault on her private parts. Unfortunately, the pleasant sensation of Yuldasha’s invading fingers was short-lived and got quickly substituted by a constant amount of pain, as the large demoness increased the grip of her fingers of both of her hands and lifted the succubus off her feet until Rhyeesh’s face lined up with her own.

Rhyeesh screamed in pain. She instinctively wrapped her arms around the neck of Yuldasha in order to pull herself upwards to ease the unbearable pressure on her pubic bone, clitoris and vagina. Her painful screams got suddenly muted as Yuldasha pressed her deep purple lips on the succubus’ mouth, kissing her passionately. Torn between pleasure and pain, the succubus felt overrun by the raw strength and power of her demon queen. After what felt like an eternity, Yuldasha forced the young woman away from her lips and tossed her back to the ground like a used toy.

Rhyeesh was simultaneously shocked and highly aroused. Being completely overwhelmed by the actual situation, she looked up into her queen’s piercing green serpentine eyes in awe.

“After you return to Kazdruk, I expect you to come to my chambers to pleasure me, my child. You’ll be a welcome diversion to those pitiful human and elven slaves.”

Yuldasha recognized the young succubus’ distraction and continued to speak:

“No need to be scared, my child. I promise I won’t hurt you … much.”

The demon queen grinned, turned around and walked away from the magic circle, her movement as graceful as usual. Rhyeesh watched her leaving Vorgen’s chambers, her presence slowly fading with every meter of distance. She could still taste Yuldasha’s saliva on her lips and unintentionally licked over them with her tongue. After the heavy wooden door of Vorgen’s chambers had been closed, the succubus looked back to her master who was still sitting on his throne and still being orally pampered by his two slaves. Vorgen smiled and cleared up the situation:

“Congratulations, my apprentice. You are still alive. Queen Yuldasha seems to like you.”

“If you say so, Master.” Rhyeesh replied quietly.

She felt exhausted, the duration of the ritual was still draining her powers and the encounter with her queen was the questionable climax of the night. She wished to end the spell-casting and rest:

“Master, may I end this ritual now? I feel too exhausted to continue any longer.”

Vorgen’s glowing white eyes flashed up again as he replied to his apprentices wish:

“Here are my new orders. I plan to set up the beachhead in exactly two weeks. Make sure to enslave all humans from the enclave near the lake, we need workers for the construction of the fort and playthings for our soldiers. Report back to me on the thirteenth night from now. … You are dismhhh-missed.”

The moment Rhyeesh intended to stop the magic ritual, a large surge of hot cum spurted from Vorgen’s cock onto her face and breasts. The succubus winced due to the unexpected flush of semen, but continued to end the communication with her master. After the vortex of dark energy and the magic circle on the obsidian colored ground had disappeared, she found herself alone on top of the drafty cliff line again. She remained sitting on the rocky surface, wiping the splatters of cum from her face and breasts with her hands. While licking her hands clean and enjoying the salty flavor of fresh semen, Rhyeesh thought about the recent events, as well as her new orders.

» My master, that bastard. He stood by and let me screw up big time in front of Mistress Yuldasha. «

» I swear he’ll pay for this! … Power, I need more power, dammit. «

Rhyeesh moved her right hand to her vulva and started to caress her clitoris with her middle finger, sighing slightly because of the sizzling sensation.

» And Queen Yuldasha? God … she’s so gorgeous. I wanna serve her, not him. «

The succubus suddenly stopped teasing herself with her finger and verbalized her thoughts aloud:

“Two weeks till he arrives … not much time. I think I’ll pay my two elven girls another visit …”

By: Dawn2069MS

» My sister. She’s so beautiful, so sexy … look how she struggles against her bonds, so helpless. «

» She needs my help. She’s been raped by so many men, the poor little soul. «

» Look at her, she’s completely at my mercy … god I’m so lewd … my dick … so in need. «

» So she’ll become a slave? … No! … She needs a Mistress. She’ll become my slave. «

» Oh god, look at those soft lips. I … I want to feel them … feel her tongue, her throat. «

» Should I ravish her, use her? … It will feel good! Yes, it feels right … it’s what I crave for. «

Kyaara gazed towards her hogtied and abused sister, her thoughts torn between caring for Tianna and surrendering to her wicked and rising urge. She felt the arousing heat which was coursing through her body since the Succubus’ kiss, fueling her lust, her heart beating forcefully, making her hard phallus pulse rhythmically. Her balls felt swollen and heavy, like they’d soon overflow with semen, and her nipples were as hard as small nuggets, protruding nicely from her purplish areolae. Even though Kyaara’s twisted emotions were nearly overwhelming her mind, the corrupted elven woman’s face remained persistently stoic. She recognized her bound sister looking at her in anticipation and fear, questioning.

The dark-skinned half-breed slowly approached her victim, her steps elegantly emphasizing her hips, her erect cock swinging slightly due to the graceful movement. Every step of the Bladedancer’s heeled boots clicked on the stone floor of the cathedral, sending slight shivers through Tianna’s body. Kyaara stopped in front of her sister and looked down in the troubled elven priestess’ eyes, then went down to her knees and reached out behind her sisters head. Tianna winced at the sudden movement at first, but relaxed as she recognized that the leather-straps of her gag got loosened and the saliva-stained ball was finally removed from her mouth. Feeling her lips and tongue being released from the restraints of the ball-gag, she couldn’t help but giving in to her urge to lick over her wet lips, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath through her mouth afterward. It was a pleasant, but much too short moment of relief. The trembling uncertainty as to what would happen now forced Tianna to open her eyes again, looking into her sisters stone-cold eyes. Being able to articulate again, the troubled priestess spoke to her strangely behaving sister:

“Kyaara, please. What has she done to you? … Please, untie me, I can’t bear this any-mmmgh.”

Tianna’s pleas were cut off as Kyaara suddenly pressed her lips on her little sister’s mouth. Surprised about the unexpected and passionate kiss, she was unsure how to respond to Kyaara’s action, except for returning the kiss in the end, awaiting the things to come.

Kyaara’s rapidly increasing longing for her little sister’s soft lips was driving her mad. The memory of the intense sensation of a warm and tight throat massaging her sensitive cock was more than addictive. Kyaara suddenly withdrew from her sister’s lips and arose from her kneeling position. She moved a wooden stool which was standing near Tianna to the place where she had just had knelt, directly in front of her sister’s beautiful face. The dark-skinned elf then sat down on the stool and spread her thighs wide, presenting her hard phallus and swollen balls to her surprised sister. Kyaara looked at Tianna and spoke in a calm but commanding voice:

“Kiss the tip of my cock, little sister.”

Tianna was shocked and looked towards her corrupted sister. Giving pleasure to her was nothing new for the elven priestess, but it had always been on a consensual level. What happened right now was the continuation of her violation, at least it felt alike. With a fearful voice, Tianna tried to argue her sister out of forcing her to perform fellatio:

“Sister, please … Don’t let me suffer any more, I beg you … Help me, I …”

Kyaara cut her off again, her voice sounding more forcefully than before:

“Kiss it! Now! Or I promise I’ll chain you to the altar behind me and impale you on my horse’s cock.”

Tianna gazed into her sister’s face, she was stunned by her words. She felt thoughts about how it would feel to be penetrated by a horse cock rushing through her mind and she was shocked that those thoughts were accompanied by a strong emotion, which wasn’t disgust or something similar, but arousal. She had no idea where those thoughts came from and she suddenly was afraid that they could be a result of the Succubus’ so called gift. Tianna got teary-eyed. She was bizarrely aroused, confused and at the end of her rope. With a trembling voice, she replied to her sisters command:

“Kyaara, I …” She started to sob, tears running down her cheeks: “Yes sister, I’ll obey.”

The elven priestess looked at her big sister’s erect penis. She recognized a bit of precum at the tip of the well-formed glans. Tianna pursed her lips and stretched out her neck. Being so close to her sister’s cock enabled her to smell the intoxicating scent of Kyaara’s nether region, a flavor her nose hadn’t tasted for quite some time. A flash of memories rushed to the young elf’s mind, vintage impressions from the Age of Arbitration, where both girls had caressed each other by consent. Moved by tears anew, the desperate priestess placed a soft kiss on the tip of the pulsating cock and looked up into her corrupted sister’s eyes.

The tender touch of Tianna’s lips sent a pleasant shiver through Kyaara’s loins. The sensation was much more intense than she had expected. Regardless of if the unusually high stimulation was the result of the Succubus’ gift or not, she wanted more from her bound sister:

“More … Kiss me more.”

The hogtied woman obeyed in silence, placing more kisses on the tip of her sister’s phallus. Kyaara watched her closely, relishing the tingly sensation. She was surprised that Tianna did not only kiss the front of her cock, but also moved her head in order to caress all of her sister’s glans with her lips. Every time the half-breed felt one of her bound sister’s tender kisses, she slightly thrust out her loins with pleasure, groaning silently. Kyaara touched her exposed breasts and started to massage her swollen nipples with her fingers.

“I want to feel your tongue. Lick my cockhead, suck on it … and look into my eyes while you do it.”

“Yes, big sister.”

Tianna continued to obey her sister’s commands. The words she just had spoken felt like they had been articulated by someone else. Being hogtied and forced to orally serve her dominant sister, the only person she had trusted completely so far, the violated priestess felt more helpless and defeated than ever before. If she had the chance to end her suffering right now, she would do it, come what may. However, since her corrupted sister continued her sexual torment, Tianna had no other chance than to submit to her sister’s will and try to endure anything she would do to her. Slightly fighting against her bonds, the exhausted woman looked up into her big sister’s glaring eyes. Her tears had already mixed up with her black eyeliner, leaving traces of it on her cheeks. With her mind filled with a wicked emotional mixture of arousal and refusal, the mistreated elven woman continued to give pleasure to her dark-skinned sister.

In anticipation of feeling her sister’s wet tongue on her cock, Kyaara stretched her loins forward to make it easier for Tianna to take care of her sensitive glans. The foreskin of her penis was completely pulled back, revealing the entirety of its’ delicate splendor, and her full balls rested on the wooden surface of the stool. The corrupted elf was barely able to contain herself from shoving her phallus into her sister’s mouth. As she finally felt the impact of her bound victim’s tongue on the tip of her cock, especially on that very well known sensitive spot at the lower side of the glans where the foreskin is attached to the tip, Kyaara’s body trembled slightly due to the highly satisfying sensation and the sizzling wave of pleasure rushing through her nether regions, as well as through her sensitive nipples.

Tianna skillfully licked and sucked on her sister’s cockhead. She circled her wet tongue around the glans, slowly but forcefully, then again let it playfully twitch over its saliva-stained and over-stimulated skin. At times she closed her soft lips around the tip of her sister’s cock and let the glans rhythmically glide in and out of her mouth. Tianna had no idea from where she had gained the knowledge of performing fellatio on such a skillful level. She felt like being in a state of trance and her body seemed to move on its’ own accord. Though being violated again, the sound of sucking on her sister’s penis, as well as the stimulating scent of saliva and her sister’s nether regions made her get more and more aroused and she started to groan involuntarily with relish.

Kyaara was caught in a web of intense pleasure. The constant and delightful oral assault on her glans quickly drove her to the edge of a massive orgasm. The corrupted elf tried to remain composed, but failed due to the incoming climax. The closer she came to her orgasm, the heavier her breathing got and the more she groaned with pleasure.

” Hmmm … aaahh … c-cumming. Don’t you dare stop licking me-ohhh god! I’m … cumming!”

As Kyaara went over the edge and surrendered to her orgasm, all of her muscles tensed due to the overwhelming sensation. She started to breath heavily, then her moans trembled with pleasure as the orgasm waved through her body and mind. Kyaara’s cock pulsated intensely. As the first surge of warm cum gushed from her cock into her sister’s mouth, Tianna was caught by surprise. She quivered slightly, but continued to suck on the cockhead as ordered. After pumping more salvos of thick white cum into the bound priestess’ mouth, viscous strands of the salty liquid spilled out of her mouth and over her lips, running down her chin and dripping onto the wooden table.

While Kyaara’s body continued to tremble due to the ongoing oral stimulation of her cockhead, she stopped teasing her hard nipples and slowly moved her left hand towards the head of her sister. She buried her fingers in Tianna’s silken black hair and tenderly caressed her sister’s head. The bound elf was unsure how to respond to the unexpected act of tenderness. She slowly continued to pet her sister’s glans with her cum-filled mouth. Surprised about that her tormentor’s phallus remained rock hard after the orgasm, she looked up into her sister’s light-green eyes, as Kyaara finally responded to her questioning look:

“Mmmm, yes my dear. Keep licking me, your mouth and tongue feel awesome.“

Kyaara glared at her submissive sister:

“You may swallow my nectar now, little sister. I need your nice throat to be slippery.”

Tianna gulped the sticky semen and stopped moving her head. She knew exactly what her corrupted sister had in mind. She was afraid that her virgin throat would not be able to endure the invasion of a cock as big as her sister’s and she didn’t want to try it out anyway. The fearful elven woman tried to pull her mouth away from Kyaara’s cock. The moment the half-breed recognized her little sister’s attempt to back off, she firmly grabbed Tianna’s hair with her left hand and held her head in place, the tip of her cock still resting inside her sister’s mouth.

“Mmmpphh … gaaahhp … nghoo, ghlease …” Tianna tried to plea.

She began to panic, helplessly trying to pull her face away, but she had no chance against the superior strength of her big sister’s body. Her muscles tensed as the scared and exhausted woman tried to free herself from her bonds. The moment Kyaara placed her right hand on her head as well, Tianna looked up in horror, her eyes wide open, her facial expression begging for mercy.

“Bear this for me, my slave.” Kyaara commanded.

Before Tianna was able to actually recognize that her sister had referred to her as slave, the half-breed slowly pushed her loins forward and simultaneously guided the hogtied woman’s head towards her nether regions, forcing her swollen cock into her little sister’s throat. The head of Kyaara’s cock slid over Tianna’s tongue and started to press against the back of her throat. Tianna began to gag on the invading flesh. After holding her sister’s head in position for several seconds, Kyaara started to slowly pull back out. The priestess coughed with relief. Feeling the swollen glans of her sister’s cock slightly stretching her lips, she hoped that Kyaara would withdraw her phallus completely.

 

Kyaara forces Tianna to Deep-Throat

“Mmmm, yes. Deeper.”

Those words balked Tianna’s hopes for relief. Kyaara pushed herself back in, slowly but relentlessly, shoving her hard cock into her sister’s throat. Tianna’s eyes shot wide open again as the thick head of her sister’s cock pushed down her tongue and forced it’s self down her gullet. Tianna gagged hard. Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to fight down her gag reflex. She began to panic. Her fingers clenched and flexed as she struggled against the ropes holding her arms bound behind her back, helplessly trying to free herself from the grip of her corrupted sister. The suffocating woman was petrified that her throat couldn’t take much more of her sister’s phallus. Tianna desperately moaned around the mouthful and wriggled in her bondage as Kyaara pushed more of her swollen cock into her throat. The priestess continued to gag heavily on her sister’s phallus which was slowly stretching her gullet. Precum and saliva bubbled out of her lips and dripped down on the wooden table. Tianna’s throat began to bulge as her sister’s erect penis cut off her air ways and forced itself down deeper. The muscles of her throat tried to push back the invading shaft, they flexed and spasmed around Kyaara’s cock, but all their attempts to resist the invasion was futile. After what felt like an eternity for Tianna, Kyaara finally pulled herself completely into her sister’s throat. Tianna’s lips reached the end of the shaft, her nose pressing up against the half-breed’s stomach, her chin touching Kyaara’s balls. Tianna’s whole body trembled frantically. The abused elf’s lungs started to scream for air. She blurted out another guttural gag as she slowly started to get dizzy, her eyes rolling back up.

Kyaara was overwhelmed with pleasure. The sensation of having her cock massaged by her sister’s gagging reflexes along with the sight of her jerking body was driving her to the edge of her next orgasm. Kyaara kept her highly stimulated cock immersed in the warm orifice of her sister’s throat until she recognized that Tianna’s eyes started to roll up into the back of her head. In order to prevent her sister from passing out, she slowly pulled back her penis, enabling her to breath again.

Tianna’s cheeks were blurred with a mixture of tears and black eyeliner. The moment her throat got released from her sister’s cock, she gasped for air, coughing and breathing heavily afterward. Thick and viscous strands of saliva and precum extended between Tianna’s wet lips and Kyaara’s slippery cock, slowly running down the priestess’ chin and the half-breed’s scrotum, dripping down and pooling on the surface of the wooden furniture. Tianna was panting. Her jaw felt loose and her mouth remained open.

“Aaghh … mmmgh …” Tianna gagged anew on her sister’s invading phallus.

Kyaara didn’t grant much rest to her poor sister. She was on the brink of having another orgasm and she wanted to cum while deep-throating Tianna. With a slow but forceful thrust of her loins, the dark-skinned elven woman shoved her dick back into her sister’s throat again until her swinging balls touched the saliva-stained chin of the exhausted priestess. Kyaara then pulled back until the glans of her cock slid over Tianna’s tongue, only to force it down her gagging sister’s gullet again … and again … and again. Every thrust pushed the half-breed towards an unbelievable intense orgasm. The cockhead of Kyaara’s penis began to flare as she pulled back out. The moment the glans touched Tianna’s twitchy tongue, Kyaara climaxed as hard as she never had before, the ecstatic sensation blasting through her jerking body and mind.

Tianna felt the sudden flush of her sister’s cum filling her mouth. Since Kyaara was just thrusting her cock back into her throat, a surge of warm cum gushed up into Tianna’s nasal cavity and spurted out of her nostrils. Further surge of salty cum gushed into the priestess’ throat as the over-stimulated glans slipped down her gullet again. On the peak of her orgasm, Kyaara roughly impaled her sister’s throat onto her pulsating cock on last time and forcefully held her head locked in the sucking position, feasting on her victim’s oral sexual torment. She groaned in satisfaction as her orgasm slowly faded, feeding on its sweet aftermath.

The moment Kyaara recognized that her sister was on the verge of passing out again, she withdrew her tingly penis from her violated sister’s throat and mouth. Tianna was much too exhausted to keep her head up by herself, so Kyaara carefully aided her to turn her head to the side and let it rest on the cum-splattered wooden table. Tianna had her eyes closed, drenched in tears. She panted and coughed, remains of cum dripping from her lips onto the table. She was exhausted and defeated, a picture of misery.

“My poor slave. Sleep now. You shall receive your reward after you’ve gained some rest.”

Kyaara looked at her abused little sister. Though she somehow knew that what she had done to Tianna was the right thing, however, somewhere deep inside of her, she felt guilty. While looking at her sister’s smudgy yet beautiful face, she suddenly recognized that the fainting woman whimpered something. Kyaara was barely able to understand it, but was sure she had heard the words ‘Yes, Mistress.’

» Good girl. « The half-breed throught, sighed with relief and smiled.

By: Dawn2069MS

Tianna was lying on the wooden table, hogtied, blindfolded and gagged. She had completely lost track of time. The only thing she was able to rely to was the sensation of her sore vagina being penetrated over and over again, as well as the lustful groans of the men raping her. The young elven priestess had forgotten how often she had been violated, it felt like an eternity and she had passed out several times by now. There were things she remembered, however. One of those things was the wave of pain she had felt as the first of her kidnappers forced his phallus into her virgin pussy and the shame and humiliation she had felt while being deflowered by a foreign human male. Another thing Tianna remembered very well was the appealing voice of a woman and something that woman had done to her while she had been allowed to rest.

The defiled priestess remembered that her breasts had already started to ache due to her own body weighing on them, and her nipples had felt like localized spots of pain. She had been on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. Strands of tears and saliva had been dripping onto the table from under her blindfold and her ball-gag. A mixture of human sperm and lubricating juices had been constantly flowing out of Tianna’s vagina, at least it had felt alike due to the constant insertions of cum. Tianna had sobbed in despair, as she suddenly had felt a soft hand caressing her head and cheeks. Regardless of whose hand she had felt, she had leaned her face towards the comforting touch. The exhausted elf had moaned into her ball-gag, as a soft and calming female voice had whispered into her ear:

“My poor poor darling. So much pain, so much exhaustion, and all without the sweets of pleasure.”

“You shall suffer no more, honey. Here, let me give you this gift.”

The words of the strange woman had made Tianna shiver. She hadn’t wanted to feel pleasure while being raped, she hadn’t wanted to feel something at all. She had gotten scared and started to try to protest behind her gag, but her attempt had suddenly been interrupted by a loud groan forced out of her throat. Tianna had felt a wet finger touching her swollen and highly overstimulated clitoris. The assault on her most sensitive spot had been well-directed and short-lived, but she had felt that there had been something remaining and that she had soon been proven right.

A strange heat had been arising between the young elven woman’s legs. It had been the typical sensation of getting sexually aroused. At first, the growing sensation had focused on her most intimate place between her thighs, but Tianna had quickly recognized that the sizzling arousal had been spreading through her body into her aching breasts. The helpless woman had started to sob again. She had desperately tried to beg for mercy behind her gag, but the woman who had forced her to get aroused had ignored her pleas. Instead of that, Tianna had heard the woman walking away from her and clicking her fingers. Shortly after the woman’s signaling, the crowd of human men had lined up behind the hogtied elf again and continued her violation, but this time it had become more grotesque for poor Tianna than before. The moment another phallus had stretched her over-sensitive labia and forced its was into her sore vagina, the wave of pain had been wickedly mixed up with an intense amount of pleasure and lust. A few thrusts of the human’s hard cock and a few assaults of the man’s balls on Tianna’s highly stimulated clitoris had been enough to force the panting elven priestess to orgasm. The moment the climax had been rushing through her, Tianna’s body had jerked involuntarily, she had felt the muscles of her vagina tightening around the rhythmically invading cock, and her nipples had gotten hard and felt like small diamonds under the pressure of her large breasts. The massive orgasm had forced the mistreated elven woman to scream into her ball-gag in pleasure and despair and tears had been running down her cheeks from under the blindfold again. Experiencing a climax because of having been raped had been too much for the already exhausted elf, so she finally had passed out yet again.

Two hours had passed since Tianna had regained consciousness. The bound woman was still lying on the table and her aching vagina was still being penetrated by the cocks of the male humans. She had climaxed several times until now and was on the verge of accepting her defeat and submitting herself to the mercy of her captors. Her mind was clouded with a bizarre mixture of lust and sorrow and she had lost all hope of being rescued from her torment. Tianna tried to think about her beloved sister, but the constant sensation of forced sexual pleasure ravaging through her body and mind left those thoughts of comfort remaining unreachable behind a grotesque cloud of emotions.

Suddenly, a fearsome scream from outside the cathedral interrupted Tianna’s thoughts, as well as any movement from the man who was currently fucking her. She felt the sudden withdrawal of the man’s phallus from her vagina and she was glad that her inside walls were finally relieved from the invading alien flesh. Tianna was confused because she had no idea what was happening at the moment. On one hand, she heard the four men rushing towards the cathedral’s main gate, gathering their weapons. On the other hand, she recognized the voice of the sparsely dressed woman who was standing near the stone altar, giggling with delight. The elven priestess’ gut instinct told her that this woman was anything but surprised about the recent events, quite the contrary.

The sound of clashing blades, crushing bones and cries of pain echoed through the room from outside of the cathedral. Tianna recognized another female voice sounding out of the battle, a voice which seemed familiar in some way. The helpless elf was confused and afraid, she would give her right arm be freed from the blindfold at least, she wanted to see what was going on. However, the fight outside didn’t last long. Though the men were fighting fiercely, they went down one by one, at least it sounded alike. After the fourth body had been smashed to the floor with a damp smack, the only remaining sound was that of a panting woman entering the cathedral.

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Kyaara was exhausted. She had been able to slay all of her opponents so far and slicing them apart had filled her enraged mind with a scary feeling of wicked satisfaction. However, the fire of fury within her remained burning and didn’t fade, and Kyaara’s whole body was still aching due to the intense and lasting tension of all of her muscles.

The Bladedancer entered the room where her sister and the nameless woman were located and looked at the naked woman. The rage within her mind was urging her to an all-out attack, but Kyaara managed to fight against the primeval emotion and contained herself in the face of confronting her supposably most dangerous opponent. The human woman was standing in an estimated distance of about twenty meters to the elven fighter and smiled in self-confidence. Kyaara moved slowly forward until she was on a level with her hogtied sister. Her light-green eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lit room as she gazed into the face of her opponent, looking like a feline predator approaching her prey. The Bladedancer slowly lifted her right arm and pointed one of her blood-stained combat blade towards her enemy, as the naked woman began to speak with an appealing voice:

“Well, well, what do we have here? You are a vision of delight, my dear.”

The woman slowly moved both of her gloved hands to her vulva and let her index fingers glide deep between her labia. Kyaara recognized that she was tenderly massaging her clitoris with both fingers. The woman sighed slightly and continued to speak to the elven fighter:

“I can sense your demonic roots, my dear.” The woman snickered with delight and continued:

“This is much better than anything I had expected.”

“I have an offer for you, my dark-skinned beauty. I am Rhyeesh. Bow to me, now, and I promise to show you a whole new world of pleasure and power. Abandon your weak elven roots, unleash the demon within you, become what you are supposed to be, a true warrior of the Kazdruk Forces.”

Rhyeesh removed her right hand from her nether regions and put it forth, her index finger glittering with her juices. Kyaara had absolutely no intention to agree to a pact involving Yuldasha’s demonic forces:

“I’m here to take my sister with me, human. Go now and play with your beloved demons, otherwise I’ll slice off your limbs and throw your torso to the wolves.”

The moment Kyaara spoke up, Tianna’s body twitched unintentionally. The bound elf’s fear and sorrow got washed away in an instant and a comforting feeling of relief filled her mind. Tianna sobbed. She tried to call out her big sister’s name, but the ball-gag in her mouth choked most of the word. Rhyeesh looked towards the captured priestess. She was amused by her reaction and started to laugh maliciously:

“Awww, that’s so sweet!”

“I’ll have so much fun with you girls.”

The naked woman suddenly stopped laughing and frowned back to Kyaara:

“Alright, my dear. You wanna fight?”

“Just go and try it, half-breed!”

Another battle-roar echoed through the cathedral. Kyaara dashed forward in order to engage Rhyeesh in melee combat. Halfway there, the naked woman turned the palm of her still outstretched hand towards her opponent. An amorphous vortex of dark energy appeared in front of her palm. The moment Kyaara recognized the phenomenon, the vortex suddenly formed into a dark ball of energy, shot from Rhyeesh’s palm and struck the Bladedancer’s chest.

There was neither a palpable impact, nor pain. The only sudden sensation Kyaara was experiencing was a bizarre bodily weakness. Though her mind wanted to continue the attack, her body refused to follow her mind’s orders. The elven fighter jerked to a halt, her fingers suddenly lost all of their strength and forced her combat blades to slip out of her hands and fall to the ground. Kyaara was paralyzed and shocked. The only thing she was able to do was standing still, breathing and gazing at her opponent. Rhyeesh approached her victim slowly. Kyaara recognized that the woman’s appearance changed with every criss-crossed step. A pair of twisted horns protruded from the human’s forehead, her lower legs and feet changed into digitigrade limbs with cloven hooves and her fingernails grew into claws. The morphed woman grinned at the surprised elf and presented her canine teeth, her now yellow colored eyes wickedly flashing up.

» Succubus! « Kyaara wasn’t able to speak, so her thought remained unexpressed.

Rhyeesh stopped in front of the paralyzed elven fighter. She wrapped her clawed hands around Kyaara’s backside and pressed her naked breasts against her victim’s chest armor:

“Now look at you, my dear. You are defeated and you failed to rescue your little sister.”

Kyaara’s mind was still clouded by her fury. The helpless woman tried to fight desperately against the paralyzing effect of her opponent’s dark magic, but didn’t succeed. The Succubus released her hug and took a step backwards, her hooves clacking on the stone floor of the cathedral. She examined Kyaara’s formfitting body armor and began removing the parts which covered her breasts and genitals. The moment the Succubus recognized Kyaara’s phallus, she slightly groaned with delight:

“Ohhh, this is so much better than I had expected, my dear. I just decided to let you girls go … at least for now, but since your adorable sister still needs so much attention, you’ll have to take the job.”

Rhyeesh put her clawed hands on Kyaara’s cheeks and pressed her full lips on the helpless elf’s mouth. Kyaara felt a shiver running down her spine as the Succubus’ wet and forked tongue invaded her, caressing her oral insides. The elven fighter noticed an out of scale amount of saliva flowing into her mouth. The slippery liquid tasted weird, but before she was able to focus on the flavor, her body succumbed to its swallowing reflex and forced the juice down her throat. Shortly after Kyaara had swallowed the strange liquid, she recognized that the flame of fury which was still burning inside her got literally extinguished. She wasn’t sure why she calmed down, but it somehow felt right. The Succubus recognized the sudden change of her victim’s condition and carefully withdrew her lips from Kyaara’s, a tiny strand of saliva glittering in between. Rhyeesh looked into her victim’s eyes, smiled triumphantly and whispered:

“Ahhh, I see that my blessing is taking effect, very good. Well then, my dark-skinned beauty, I expect you to take care of your lovely little sister now. I want you to break her with raw sexual pleasure.”

The Succubus hunkered down and looked at Kyaara’s already hardening penis. She reached in between the helpless woman’s thighs and grabbed her butt cheek with one hand, then wrapped her other hand around Kyaara’s hard cock and roughly pulled back the foreskin, exposing the sensitive glans. The paralyzed woman wanted to sigh because of the pleasant sensation, but wasn’t able to.

“This is my final gift for you, my dear.” Rhyeesh leaned forward and kissed the tip of Kyaara’s cock.

“And this is a teaser of things to come.”

Kyaara’s body jerked involuntarily as Rhyeesh’s soft lips closed around the tip of her swollen cock, the demonic woman’s twitchy tongue swirling about the glans. The Succubus stuck her forked tongue out and let the elf’s penis slide all the way into her throat. Kyaara wanted to groan with pleasure because of the intense sensation, but the lack of control over her body forced her to remain silent. She felt the throat of the demonic woman close tightly around her cock, the muscles of the Succubus’ gullet pulling it deeper into the warm orifice. Rhyeesh’s lips finally reached the end of the shaft, her chin touching Kyaara’s balls. Being deep-throated for the first time drove Kyaara near the edge of lustful madness. The paralyzed elf craved for being able to express the lust swelling within her, but was still denied to do so. Her body jerked again as the Succubus’ wet tongue extended unnaturally and wrapped itself around the elven woman’s scrotum.

» Mmmm, oh god! … incredible … uaaahh … please, need to cum. « Kyaara groaned in thought.

Rhyeesh suddenly pulled herself back from her victim’s cock with an obscene slurp and licked over her lips with pleasure. Kyaara was shocked about the cruel act and begged silently:

» Nooo, please! «

The Succubus got up from her crouching position and sneered at the elven woman. She knew exactly how Kyaara felt at the moment. She slowly stepped behind the immobilized elf and grabbed her victim’s tender breasts from behind with both hands. Taking the half-breeds hard nipples in between her clawed thumbs and index fingers, rolling them gently, she whispered to her:

“There’s one last thing you need to know, my dear. Do not worry about impregnating your precious little sister, you are a half-breed and therefore infertile. However, your nectar of love is capable of much more than you can imagine right now. You’ll soon find out what I mean.”

The demonic woman released Kyaara’s nipples and withdrew from her victim with a leisurely pace, the steps of her cloven hooves echoing through the large room. She paused a moment near Tianna, hunkered down besides the frightened elven priestess and carefully removed the blindfold. The hogtied woman breathed a sigh of relief into her ball-gag. Though the cathedral room was only dimly lit, she squinted here eyes in order to get accustomed to the lack of darkness. At first Tianna recognized her big sister standing motionless near the stone altar, then she looked towards Rhyeesh who had meanwhile transformed back to her human form.

“You’ll be such a beautiful slave, darling.”

The human-looking Succubus stood up, left the cathedral without saying another word and closed the heavy wooden door behind her. There fell an oppressive silence. Tianna hoped to be finally released from her bonds and looked towards Kyaara, mumbling her name into her gag. She watched her dark-skinned sister slowly turning around, her breasts exposed and her erect cock protruding from her loins. Kyaara’s gaze was stone-cold and here eyes seemed to glow slightly.

By: Dawn2069MS

The sun was setting behind the horizon, the light of day was slowly fading and made the falling snowflakes glitter in the dusky light. Kyaara was traveling through the northern area of the land in an eastward direction. The goal of her journey was a not otherwise specified human enclave near Lake Crimson. Though the region was in a quite close proximity to the border of the Kazdruk Forces, the demonic hordes which were under the reign of their queen Yuldasha, Kyaara didn’t feel like putting herself in danger. There was something deep inside of her which made her somehow feel attracted to that region.

The young elven woman knew exactly from where those feelings came from. Kyaara was a half-breed, the result of her elven mother having been raped and made pregnant by a male demon, at least that was what she had been told. Her body had all the features of the elven race, a delicate and slender statue with tender breasts and a beautifully female face with pointed ears, but those features had been altered due to the disposition of her non-elven father. Her skin had a blue-grayish color with a slight touch of purple mixed in at certain places, like her lips and her nipples. The color of her hair was a pure white and her eyes seemed to glow because of their light green irises. However, the most significant part of her body was that she had male genitals, namely a penis and testicles, instead of a vagina and those genitals were fully functional and in some way aesthetically fitting to her female body shape. Kyaara’s body had more strength and endurance than an average female elven body and she was gifted with natural night vision.

Having the ability to see in the dark was beneficial for Kyaara. She preferred to travel at night, which was much more easy than traveling at daytime, particularly with regard to her unusual appearance. Kyaara was accompanied by Seriso, a well-trained black horse which was her familiar and friend ever since her childhood. The animal performed well, despite the cold climate and the fact that they were traveling through the darkness. Kyaara was happy about having Seriso at her side. On one hand, traveling by horse was the only suitable mode of transportation for journeys through the northern regions, on the other hand she felt less lonely.

The reason Kyaara was suffering from loneliness was that her little sister Tianna was missing for over a week. Tianna and Kyaara were half-sisters. Both siblings had the same mother, but different fathers. While Kyaara’s biological father was of demonic origin, Tianna’s father was a pure northern elf and the only person both siblings called father. Since the death of their parents six sun cycles ago, Tianna had become more than just a sister to Kyaara. Tianna was one of the few persons in Kyaara’s life to whom she had blind trust to. The strong bond between the two sisters had been established during the Age of Arbitration, a phase similar to the puberty of human children. During this time, the affection of both girls had grown into a solid friendship, a friendship in which Kyaara and Tianna were able to turn towards each other with any concern, even those of the more explicit nature such as their sexuality. One of the major issues the sisters had been confronted with ever since it had become clear that Kyaara was neither a boy, nor a girl, was her twisted sexuality. Although the Age of Arbitration had been estimated to be an emotional roller-coaster for an elven girl, she had managed to find answers and a way of dealing with this complicated issue with the help of her little sister Tianna. Exploring their bodies and their sexuality together had soon reached the point where their playful explorations had advanced into tenderly touches and soft kisses full of relish and love, until both sisters had reached the point where they had learned how to pleasure each other, though without loosing their virginity as well as their sense of decency. In the course of time, both sisters had grown into beautiful elven women. Kyaara had followed her mother’s occupational path and had become a Bladedancer, a highly skilled and deadly warrior wearing armor and wielding dual swords. Tianna on the other hand had followed in her father’s footsteps and had become Priestess of Eletha, a highly valued shaman of the elven race.

It was the sixth night of travel as Kyaara finally arrived in the vicinity of Lake Crimson. She had no idea if the information she had acquired concerning the whereabouts of her sister was reliable, or not. All she knew was that Tianna had been abducted on her way home and that the kidnappers were rumored to be of human origin. Kyaara had also heard people talking about that several human clans had joined Yuldasha’s demonic forces, but the rumors weren’t clear if those clans had joined by choice, or if they had been forced to join.

Kyaara didn’t care. The only thing she had in mind was finding and rescuing her beloved sister and she was more than ready to fight her way through any opposition she would encounter, regardless of the consequences. It took Kyaara another two nights of uneasy sleep and desperate searching until she found telltale traces of her sister’s whereabouts. The newly acquired information lead the anxious woman to an abandoned cathedral of the humans near the northern shore of the Lake Crimson. The cathedral was more like a small complex of buildings, though the majority of the constructions which surrounded the central cathedral were laying in ruins. The remaining stone walls of the surrounding buildings, however, provided excellent cover and it was an easy task for Kyaara to creep up on one of the lower stained glass windows of the cathedral. The more she approached the dimly lit window, the faster her heart was beating. Every muscle in Kyaara’s body started to tense and she felt her chest pressing against the inside of her tight armor due to her intensified breathing. Kyaara pushed her back against the cold wall beside the window and turned her head in order to look inside. Her breath caught, she felt her heart beating fast within her chest. The initial wave of happiness which Kyaara felt the moment she recognized her beloved Tianna inside the cathedral was instantaneously washed away due to the shocking situation her little sister was caught in.

Tianna was lying face-down on a wooden table. Her priestess robes had been torn away from her body and her shoes had been removed from her feet. What remained of her clothes were her stockings, arm-long gloves and an under-bust corset, all handmade of white fabric, decorated with floral ornaments and laced. The light color of Tianna’s remaining clothes did complement her flesh-colored skin, as well as her black hair. Tianna was hogtied. Her forearms were firmly bound behind her back and her ankles were tied together. A short rope which connected her bound arms to her bound ankles made sure that she wasn’t able to move much. The captivation was simple, but efficient. In addition to her bondage, the young elf was blindfolded and gagged. There were five humans inside the room, four men and one woman.

The strange woman was standing near a large flagstone, which was probably the remains of an altar. She was weirdly beautiful, at least compared to human women, and sparsely dressed. Thigh-high black leather boots with high-heels and arm-long black leather gloves were her only outfit. She was wearing her long black hair in a ponytail which reached down up to her buttocks and her vulva was hairless or at least shaved. The woman’s body had an elegant female shape, her breasts had exactly the right size to complement her body’s sexy curves and her face was beautifully accented with black eyeliner, dark eyeshadow and black lipstick.

The four human men were all naked, except for a black leather collar. Their bodies were those of trained fighters, ascetically muscular and well-hung. Every one of the human males had an erect cock. The four men were standing near Tianna, one of them directly between her spread thighs. He was holding the young elf’s thighs with a firm grip while his hard cock was rhythmically invading the young elf’s vagina. His thrusts were hard and seemed to wave through Tianna’s whole body, forcing the helpless woman to desperately moan into her gag.

Kyaara was unable to take her eyes from the scene. She had never seen a woman being raped before, and she had never expected to see her poor little sister being raped at all. Kyaara was sure to hear moans of exhaustion and sorrow from her violated sister. She tried not to think about how long Tianna had to suffer until now, how often those men had shot their seed into her virgin womb, or her anus, or both. She tried to avert her eyes, but caught herself gazing at her bound sister like being in trance. Kyaara felt a strange emotion advancing from deep within her. At first, she wasn’t able to recognize it, but the more it came to the surface of her consciousness, the clearer it became to her. It was lustfulness, the lust for raw sexual pleasure. Kyaara was confused, she felt her hardening cock pushing against the insides of her body armor, she recognized that she had begun to breath and groan in a rhythm similar to her sister’s moaning and the grunting thrusts of the man who was fucking her. Kyaara was nearly lost to her trance-like condition, as suddenly a foreign voice brought her back down to earth:

“Now look what we found here. Another elf bitch sneaking around.”

Kyaara quickly turned her head towards the male voice and slowly withdrew from the cathedral wall. Her mind got clear in an instant and all the muscles in her body tensed in anticipation of action. She was ready to fight, though her combat blades remained resting in the scabbards on her back. Kyaara’s opponent was another male fighter, probably a patrolling sentinel she had missed to detect. The fighter was fully equipped with a leather armor and a set of daggers, most likely he was an assassin. Kyaara recognized that the man was eyeballing her. With a smirk on his lips, the man continued to offend the young elven fighter:

“What exactly are you supposed to be, bitch? Some sort of … dark-elf?“

There was nothing more Kyaara needed to hear. She dashed forward and attacked her opponent. In an acrobatic movement which proved itself worthy of the word Bladedancer, Kyaara drew her combat blades and sprung towards the surprised man with unnatural speed. Before her opponent could react to the incoming assault, the half-breed elf shoved one of her blades into his left armpit and the other one right into the center of his nether regions. She forced the already collapsing human to move towards herself with a jolt and gazed into his wide-eyed face:

“Time to separate.”

Having spoken those words, the Bladedancer tensed her muscles again and twisted her body in a backflip-like motion, forcing her combat blades to cut upwards through her opponent’s torso. The dying man started to gargle as his own blood filled his throat and his whole body started to tremble. Kyaara landed on her feet and took a crouching position. She looked at her still standing opponent and grinned wickedly as the man’s body fell apart in three bloody pieces.

Kyaara stared upon her prey. The sight of the dissected body was disgusting. Kyaara was shocked about the ferocity of her attack. She had been victorious in a variety of fights before, but the result had never been that bloody. Kyaara fell to her knees and let her blades slowly sink down to the ground, her gaze still being attached to the corpse parts in front of her. She recognized another lustful and snorting groan from one of the rapers, accompanied by the faint moans of her violated sister. While continuing to stare at the dead body, she started whisper:

“Blood … help …” Kyaara’s voice started to quiver. “H-help me … m-my sister …”

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and her voice got louder with every successive word:

“B-blood … sister …” Kyaara started to snarl. “Rage … b-blood … I … c-c-can’t …”

Kyaara felt her heart beating fast within her chest and it felt like it would burst through her ribcage any moment. She started to breathe heavily, her body began to tremble and all of her muscles felt like they would clench simultaneously. Another strange emotion advanced from deep within her and waved through her body and mind, but this time it wasn’t lustfulness like before, it was much more primeval and much more powerful. Kyaara pulled back her lips, she gnarled like a wild animal, her fingers clutching firmly around the grips of her combat blades. She heard a heavy wooden door, probably a wing of the main gate on the cathedral’s facade which was facing away from her, being slammed open and the noise of several men rushing outside. The moment she saw the bunch of naked and collared and now armed human men, the half-breed bristled with anger and suddenly screamed a bestial battle-roar into the darkness.