Thread: Despoiled at Court (AlluringEnigma x jennica enslaved)

Rianna struggled against the ropes to no use as they wound tighter, drawing the two together into a deadly and humiliating dance. There was no resisting magic of this caliber, but the Witch had to at least try. She was too proud to accept her fate as some sort of pleasant distraction for her conquerors. At the very least she would get out of here, if not exact her revenge. Really? As stubborn as ever I see, Rianna. No wonder the other Witches say you could sooner move a mountain than change your mind. We'll soon change that. Rianna looked around in confusion, though she was quicker to recognize the spell of the Witch than her companion, and soon turned inwards to return the verbal sparring. You know me, but I don't know you. It'll be fun, when I get out of this, to pull each of your bones out, one by one. Rianna sneered in her position as her face was drawn closer to the Princess' sex. Oh I'm sure that would be quite fun, wouldn't it? But seeing as I have you at my whim, I think we'll have to wait at least a while to enact that fantasy. You don't know me because I choose not to reveal myself to you the Witch cackled as she toyed with her captive. There tended to be an ego among spell casters, and being a prisoner at the hands of another was a degrading experience for any Witch or Sorcerer unlucky enough to find themselves in such a position. Enough about us though. You're the one on display Rianna. Why don't you go ahead and give your crowd a show, hmm? Just flick that little tongue of yours out. I'm sure you've always wanted a taste of royalty, after all the Witch cackled with that last line, her eerie voice filling Rianna's drums. Rianna looked over at the Princess briefly, as best she could, seeing that the girl was dealing with the exact same dilemma. There would be no relief from her partner, so to speak. Their bodies were pulled closer, Rianna's breasts now firmly pressed against Varissana's, and their sex's within mere millimeters. Rianna's hot breath was close enough to reflect off of the Princess's most private area. Then, the witch felt it. It was hesitant at first, inexperienced and not particularly eager, but the confidence of the gesture grew as it probed her. Rianna let out a soft moan as the Princess let her tongue loose on the Witch, the crowd erupting in a mix of outrage and sheer lust. The Witch was powerful indeed if she had already gotten to the Princess. Rianna wasnt sure how long she'd be able to hold out from both the pleasure and the magicks working in her head. Doesn't her tongue feel nice? Let go Rianna. Lick her like the whore you are. You aren't the Court Witch anymore. If you play along, maybe you can be the Court Whore. I bet you'd like that. Spending the day on your knees, passed around by servants, nobles, and foreign dignitaries alike. Just give in Rianna. Doesn't it feel good? Rianna gritted her teeth as another moan escaped her lips. The Witch was right, her whole body was alight with pleasure from the frantic licking of the Princess. Get out of my head, damn you! she cried internally, but it was to no avail. The Witch just started into another of her cackles, the laugh echoing throughout her head. The worst part of it all was that Rianna knew she was right. As she got hornier and hornier, her nipples stiffened and her whole body seemed to react to the very breeze of the outdoors. She wanted nothing more than to just eat away at Varissana. And, after a few minutes of passion from her partner, she did. Slowly, Rianna's tongue crept out, pushing itself into the folds of the Princess and tentatively licking away at the sex. She could feel just how turned on Varissana was, and she would have been embarrassed for the girl was she not in the same exact boat. Rianna's face flushed red as her licking picked up in intensity and confidence, now readily eating away at the Princess. See that wasn't so hard, was it? Imagine what you'll do for me by the end of the week, hmm Rianna? the voice purred in her head. Rianna shuddered at the thought, another moan escaping her lips. Why did submission feel so good?