Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

As he began to move inside her, Fiera's moans and pantings turned into short, sharp yelps of pleasure, as each powerful thrust seemed to knock the wind out of her. Her head was spinning as he picked his way through her memories, severing ties one by one. The spymaster gazed down on her with an expression she had never seen before. The life I have given you has been a cruelty let us not either have any delusions about that, Fiera. It is not good, or right, to raise a child in this way, but it is necessary, as is all my work. Our work, the work you will join me in as you grow older. Do you understand? Good Girl. There's a look in your eyes that's very familiar, Fiera. I see just such an expression every time I look in the mirror. A wry smile played at the holy knight's lips. Which, I assure you, is far too often. Her expression became serious again. In my eyes, it reflects my self-doubts. My... sense of inadequacy. Fiera must have let a look of surprise cross her face, because Elyssa smiled again, this time gentle and slightly sad. I know. I try not to let it show another vanity, I have far too many, it's a wonder the gods have not taken steps to humble me. But... if you feel as I feel, then perhaps I can let you know you're not alone. She chuckled. And if I'm wrong I've gone and embarassed myself for no reason, but it's worth it. You're worth it, Fiera. Good Servant. Hey, listen... don't ever think, you can't have what I got. Love n' sex and all that. Maybe yer not ready yet. Maybe, this ain't even what you want, that's okay too. You'll find what does for you. Ain't no one can't find happiness. Lienna paused, brow furrowing as she mouthed the words of that last sentence again. She stopped and met Fiera's eyes, pointing at her. I know what yer thinkin, I can tell. And okay, you ain't wrong, I'm a little drunk. Don't mean I'm wrong. You got all the time in the world to figure out what you want, and to go after it. You know you're allowed to want things, right kid? Good Slut. Can't sleep? Fiera flinched at the unexpected noise that interrupted her nightly litany of self-recrimination. Leilah must have taken that as an answer, so she continued. Me either. Wanna try together? Before Fiera could ask what she meant, Leilah was crawling into the bed next to her, leaning against her back. Slowly, with great hesitation, she draped a muscular arm over Fiera's slim form. When things were... bad... for me... they taught me some breathing exercises. Supposed to clear your mind but they never worked for me. Not when I tried em alone. But you find somebody to breath with... She tilted her head back as she inhaled deeply through the nose, and exhaled through her mouth, her breath faintly rustling Fiera's hair. A bit dumbfounded, the young woman tried to match, and soon found herself falling into Leilah's rhythm. It was... soothing. Leilah sighed. ...it's alright to need other people. Everyone does. The memories faded, until they might have been someone else's. The only thing in her mind, in her world right now, was the pleasure, and the being from whom it stemmed. The carnal pleasure of the cock ravaging her tight passage, the joy of his praises echoing through her mind. She had a purpose again, and unlike the one she had lost before, it seemed she was good at this one. She never wanted it to end. Until it did until the pleasure that had been building inside her finally peaked, explosively, her master flooding her womb and mind with his own climax and dragging her along with it. Her cunt clenched tighter still around him, rooting her in place as her body quaked and spasmed. Her throat was already sore from the various cries and moans she had uttered thus far, but that didn't stop a rasping howl of ecstasy from clawing its way free. She stayed upright, shaking and twitching, until the last echo of her final scream faded. Then she went limp, falling backwards, sliding off of his cock and hitting the ground with a thud. She lay panting and shuddering, a puddle forming beneath her thighs and buttocks as their mixed cum oozed from her passage. Her nerves were ablaze and already she ached for more, but she wasn't sure her body could take it.