Thread: Despoiled at Court (AlluringEnigma x jennica enslaved)

Varisanna couldnt really look up, but she was still shaken by all that was happening. She felt Rianna shudder up into her in a well of tension behind her lips, and then she felt the heat and fluids hurrying up toward her own busy mouth. She tried to keep her eyes closed but the taste and the rub of the other womans firm nipples at the base of her own dipping breasts and higher, all kept making her gasp and open them again. All too aware of the punishing collar, she kept burrowing with her tongue into that now flooded tunnel, sweeping and drawing at the dewy air inside. She knew she was trembling herself and it would probably only be moments, although she hated it. The princess was outraged but so helpless in the face of all this. She could hear the jeers continuing around them, waiting for her too to lose all semblance of control. She wondered briefly how many were simpletons who had always been this way, how many might have been paid or somehow influenced by another mind disturbing voice, and if a few werent also guards or supply train lackeys from the whatever invaders were keeping order. She had been vaguely aware of some other figures at the edges of the crowd, crudely shaped longer armor and strange heads, but she could hardly believe it. She had only seen a few demi-humans in her quiet young courtly life, and precious few fey of the more distant and mysterious sorts at court. No, what was actually out there was well beyond the soft princess ability to see clearly in her present state, even had she the courage to keep her head up to gaze longer in that direction. But the taunts she could make out, close and loud were bad enough. The general tone, the emotions were even worse from many. Royal slut, some seethed. Amber haired deviless, always knew she like that soup, another mused icily. Heiress? Shes best only as a wanton temptress. Look at her breasts reach out! Hows dancing on that long little leg now, Vaaaa-ri harlot? Feeling the wam flesh of the mage inverted along her torso, the womans tongue driving her steadily crazier, the shocked young princess couldnt help but wonder if they were right. Noooo, mustnt give in to this. Mustnt let the sick ones such as them seeeeee The princess felt her hips grasping even against the narrow space afforded with one calf bound high and tight. The constantly shifting ropes above brought her in especially hard against Riannas soft pale front and the tip of her own tongue returned to that oddly tight but airy stretch, now lined with thick beads of sexed nectar inside her. Moreover Riannas busy tongue reached up further yet again, and it was so much more than Varisanna could take. She buckled hard in the ropes one last time and screamed out a series of louder moans. Her head skipped back and the collar jolted her slightly too, making her messed sides of curls fall back and her head throw back harder still as she kept bellowing in shrieks of helpless excitement. The bound princess of Emberwren bounced hard against the violently in her orgasm. She smacked in along the captive court witch in a fit of lustful moans and shrieks, twisting and rocking violently as she came. All too soon she became aware again, of the juices now everywhere about her folds that had already responded so thoroughly to the lovely witchs forced attentions Of the throbbing hardness of her long pressed and rubbed nipples, the stretches of heated and brushed skin along her breast and belly and thighs where the two kept dragging and sticking together sticking more with the thin sheen of honeyed syrup now on her. Of the voices and eyes of the crowd, still appalled and entranced and mocking. But none were as persistent as that woman creeping into her thoughts again, hissing, Liiiick! Clean your lover inside. The laughter, always the untouchable laughter. Varisanna shivered from more than humiliation and the forced waves of lingering pleasure. Yes, perhaps a nice big cushion below my new throne, do you think? A princess must be ready to receive all the new business of the court after all, mustnt she now? Perhaps a little satin bed for you to greet them in front of me? Would you like that Vari? She shuddered at the evil thought, even while she continued to mouth and taste the warm wet sex of Riannas center helplessly. Oh gods, how long can it go on. Has no one at all stood to oppose her? MNo kingdom? No rebellion? I cant bear I cant get used to accepting Such feelings. Ri-anna, she gasped weakly, and even the intimate and heated sound of her own voice was foreign to her. She had always been scared of the witch, so mysterious and said to predict some distant and powerful things. But there was no questioning that even if they were captive, now she knew her another way too Still she flushed as she realized she thought of it so clearly. Lovers.. For how long, too? Oh, the evil witchs voice slipped in again. Well. For very long. As long as I like, of course. Perhaps as long as you find you two come to like. After you have satisfied the duties of princess at my court, that is. My, my so many marvelous yet petty decisions. We have so much to attend to being a new reign you know. Nobles and minions must be properly rewarded, visitors impressed and acquainted. I could show you some thoughts, but You should keep licking harder... Or, she continued terribly, Would you prefer to see visions of exactly what some of my creatures that are not so ordinary might do with you? You can't be limited to boring human nobles and guards can you, princess? How about a nice orc royal 'guard' company, yes, such solid piggish sentries to fill the dull rooms and the best of company for your quiet moments? And do you also require say one good, strong minotaur 'bodyguard' to keep you ready for the others you will be receiving? Hmmmm, maybe two would be much more interesting! But three big such guards are easier to space around the throne room for proper effect. Around a princess too, of course! It must be three to secure you completely. The laughter again, as the fearful princess found her head and tongue buried faster into Rianna in turmoil. Noo, she's surely making it up. She couldn't have that many awful creatures -- why they are mostly myth! And she couldn't mean all that she horribly suggests. Despoiling me with a court woman is one thing, but such damned creatures? I'd be ruined as a noble, if they didn't tear me apart. What sort of court would do such things! But, then she gulped and lapped by reflex harder at Rianna's passage and clit, thinking that she had better not invite any answer with such wicked ideas...