Thread: Eldritch Realities (Smutty w/ Lime)

Moira had felt an erotic charge as she knelt before her queen, her soft lips resting on those perfect toes. A fey creature, her people bonded for life. She had been gifted to the queen on her sixteenth birthday. The first months had been lonely months, but as her people had known would happen, her body and rhythms slowly adjusted to the one person she was closest to and now, she felt as if she would die were her queen to deny her beautiful, electric presence. Crawling backward from the chamber, her hips writhing to and fro, Moira whispered, Your will be done, my liege, in her soft, sultry voice. One quality of her people was that Moira was mute to anyone but her bonded partner, in this case the Queen Adrinnica, for none other could hear her soft little voice. Once out of the presence of the Queen, Moira stood, stretched like an exotic little cat and ran her hands down her body, imagining the Queens hands on her. She then touched her lips where the Queens toe had graced them, smiled and hoped the rumor of the Queens illness was a false rumor. Her near black eyes hardened at the thought of anyone harming her Queen. She then turned to the preparation of the Queens bath. It was a lengthy process as the water had to be treated with oils and salts and scents and then brought to exactly the correct temperature. Back in the Queens entry chamber, Priestess Deliah smiled warmly at her Queen and long-time adventuring partner. I came in fear of your life, she said. But by those we worship, you wear the blush of health. The traitor was executed and his body will be ritually burned. Deilah paused to wipe a strand of her thick, blond hair out of her blue eyes. Daenor is worse off than we expected. The latest news is that morale has collapsed and crops have failed. The Priestess smiled. But enough of this, allow me to see to your health. She stepped forward and said, Allow me to help you onto your bed my Queen. She then began a low chant as her strong, slender hands rhythmically touched and massaged her Queens ripe curves with a healing touch that felt almost electric as she soothed away the tensions of her Queen, kneaded her muscles, traced each curve with her fingers. In another dimension, Alicia typed in her credit card number and registered for her account. The possible decisions for the game were bewildering. First decision, what kingdom should she chose for her starting home? Daenor was supposed to be a good kingdom with rich newby adventuring grounds nearby. According to the strategy guide Alicia had purchased, this would help her level fairly rapidly and gain access to better powers and more enjoyable adventures with better parties. She laughed at some of the hokey language. Would this game really help her get pregnant? Oh well, Alicia muttered under her breath. If it makes me relax, I guess those little eggs will start flowing soon enough. Whats the next choice after home kingdom? It was race. The guide recommended Troll for the best warriors, but that was only for evil kingdoms and Alicia didnt feel comfortable playing Evil. Human was the most versatile, but in the end, she selected half-elf, which would give her a 5 bonus if she were a thief class character. The thief class in this game was a lightly armored warrior-rogue. She selected long sword, dagger, and long bow as her beginning weapons. Pursing her lips, she saw that for the initial appearance, she could upload picture and or video, which the game would massage into her avatar modified based on her chosen race. Alicia giggled. Thank God I didnt choose troll. Oh this is fun, Alicia giggled as the computer processed the image. The little computer figure looked very much like Alicia herself. I want longer hair, Alicia murmured typing until the figures copper hair danced below her buttocks. Flipping through the hairstyles, she chose a thick braid. It says elves are long-lived so her starting age was actually older than Alicias actual earth girl age. Slowly, Alicia clicked through the various choices, enjoying the process immensely. Reluctantly, she saved what she had done and closed out the screen. It would be awhile before she could actually play.