Thread: The Conquest by The People (darkest_fate and google)

If you could give me a heads up or description for what the potent venom does, I can definitely have Emmalee react more strongly to it. I'm sort of winging it without something more definite The fluid continued to pour, Emmalee continuing to wonder where it could all possibly be coming from. She felt it leaking about her face, felt a tongue lathering it up, gathering the loose bits. The virginal princess winced at the sensation of another's tongue upon her, a female tongue, an aroused tongue. It was precisely what Emmalee did not need another sensation assaulting her body. For she could already feel her heat rising, a distinct heat that pooled between her legs, that tightened her nipples, that brought a further flush to her already heated body. The heat made it difficult not to simply submit, to swallow and let it go. Tendrils massaged an already strained throat, coaxing it for release, for submission. Despair tightened Emmalee's stomach further, making her suck it in, stiffen more. Though the princess nearly relaxed as she felt the hand withdraw from her sex. Perhaps he would honor her resistance to some degree? See something in her? But instead, she saw the hand go to the exotic beauty. Mei-Lin's face crinkled in confusion as her hand parted from her master. Emmalee saw those puzzled eyes rise to the foul creature, eagerly taking in each and every word. The virginal princess heard them as well, and her eyes one more widened. New sister... introduce... Emmalee felt herself gag again, her throat working in the opposite direction of the master's hope. More drizzled from her still sealed lips, drizzling down. Mei-Lin saw this, saw it and heard her master's command. With something like a smile, she descended. Her lithe tongue extended, liberally scooping up the potent fluid, dragging across Emmalee's face. Both princesses could see the pool of it gathered in the dip of Mei-Lin's tongue, precariously balanced and awaiting a new location. Emmalee watched with pure horror as the exotic descended. She felt delicate hands pull her panties away from her trembling flesh. A negating sound left the princess, and she arched, wiggling and attempting to move away. Bad enough that she must engage in something with this foul creature at least he was male. Now he wanted this female to be the first to touch Emmalee's most private of areas. The princess wasn't even fully sure what a clit was , beyond some vague mentions in some of her readings. She knew that she was about to find out. Hands went between Emmalee's nethers, pulling back flesh to reveal that little button. Mei-Lin bent, her tongue still curled, and hovered above it, her hot breath panting against Emmalee's flesh. The tongue extended, smearing the liquid heat across Emmalee's little button. The princess jerked mightily, her entire body trembling from exertion and from sensation. Yet Mei-Lin continued to work that little nub, her tongue circling and smearing the drug against Emmalee. The new princess looked up at her captor, her hand still gripped, still struggling not to swallow, as pointless as she felt that to be.e She felt him descend upon her, his teeth teasing, his tongue lashing. She knew the words to be true, felt the truth in the core of her. She could feel her own temperature rising, a distinct tingling between her loins acting as a warning system. Emmalee knew that she had mere moments of resistance left. The panic drove her more than logic or thought. Her throat began jerking, her body writhing to move away. It became quite apparent that with the option still available, without an alternative, Emmalee intended to vomit forth the liquid still sloshing in her bulging cheeks. She must act, must perform resistance while she still possessed the power to do so.