Game Night (Closed for brandijade)

Brandi came, hard, her body writhing uncontrollably, pinned between the two thrusting cocks. Her awareness barely extended beyond her own body and her hunger for cocks, and the magical energy that flooded her, spilling out of her as a warm pink glow. Again and again, she spasmed with pleasure, and the light grew in intensity each time.

Her juices spilled down her thighs, glistening in the pink light. Spit spilled down her chin as she drooled on Achuda's cock, eagerly clutching his hips as he throat-fucked her.

She had never felt, or even imagined anything like it, and she had no inkling of what it meant or how it affected her party. The only thing that anchored her in the moment was Achuda's cock making her have to gasp for air between thrusts. As Adam pounded into her from behind, all she knew was that something was filling her, stroking her so deliciously she wanted it to never stop.

In the midst of her pleasure, a voice same to her, cool and dispassionate, unaware or unconcerned of what was happening, like a robocall at a critical moment.

"Alert. Your mana has fully recharged. Chance of overload exists. To prevent overload, cease recharging activity."

Not fucking likely, she thought. If recharging activity getting meant fucked by Adam and Achuda, there wasn't going to be any ceasing, not until she'd gotten another load out of each of them. If she overloaded, so be it. It was just a game, after all.

She heard other voices, and these were part of reality, at least the reality of the game. She couldn't see much, other than Achuda's belly, but she heard Xorag and Alvaro. Would Adam invite them to join the fun? Was the dwarf's cock as short and thick as the dwarf himself?
 
Achuda was in heaven. Shadowhunni wouldn't let go of him! He was buried in her throat, cumming, and she just kept swallowing. And licking. And Adam was squeezing her tit and he could feel every time Adam pressed against her ass and it rocked her onto Achudas cock. And the sounds! Shadowhunni was a noisy, wet cocksucker and that alone was enough to drive him insane. So it felt like the orgasm was simply going to continue forever. He had his hands in her hair and he couldn't decide if he should hold her in place and try to get deeper or if he should pull her off and was certain he didn't have the strength or the willpower to do either. She was a fucking vision. All dark and... pink?

The glow meant something. Something important. He tried to remember what it was. Something he'd read. Shadowhunni swallowed again and he gasped, mental fingers grasping at his thought as his mind threatened to simply shut down.

"Love-spiral," he gasped. Shadowhunni and Adam didn't pay him any attention. He looked around, where were the others? He caught sight of Xorag and lifted a hand to attract his attention. It didn't work; the dwarf was fixated on Shadowhunni.

"Fuck," he groaned/swore. This was bad. She was going to overload. He didn't know what would happen if she did, but it would be bad. A particularly bright segment of Pathogen lightning flashed overhead as if fate had a sense of humor and wanted to emphasize his point. He tried to think. But it was so hard. So hard. So very, very hard. So good. She was so fucking good. No wonder Adam loved her. Adam! Loved her! Yes!!!

"Adam! Adam! It's too much! She's going to get hurt! We've got to stop before she gets hurt!" he screamed. The effort sucked whatever energy Shadowhunni hadn't already sucked out of him and he fell back, groaning, his eyes rolling back.

"..stop before she gets hurt!" The words rattled in Adams brain for a long moment, tossed about by the lust that rode him the way he was riding Shadowhunni. She wanted this. She needed this. So Adam was going to make sure she got this. He'd step in front of an arrow for her. Walk through fire. Nothing was going to hurt her. Hurt her. Hurt. What? He followed the train of thought and his conscious mind heard Achuda's words for the first time. The pink glow? Stop? He. Did. Not. Want. To. Stop. More than anything he wanted to come in Shadowhunni's tight, wet pussy again. And again. More than almost anything. He wanted to protect her.

His hands left her breast and hip and grabbed her hair and then he leaned back and pulled, bending Shadowhunni back, pulling her off Achuda with a faint, but absolutely audible, popping sound, cum and saliva dripping from her lips. He wrapped an arm tightly around her, just below her hips, and used his free hand to push against her ass. Slowly, painfully slowly, his cock slid out of her. And then he was free and his wet cock was pressed between her ass cheeks and he was holding her against him, one arm wrapped around her torso beneath her breasts, the other in her hair, twisting her head to the side so he could see her face.

"We need to stop, baby," he told her. "We need to pause this." He knelt there, holding her kneeling in front of him, explaining. Talking her down. Talking him down. One of those. Maybe both.

Xorag rushed up. "What's wrong," he demanded.

"Sex-spiral," Achuda croaked. Xorag cocked his head in puzzlement, but Adam ignored them altogether, his focus being on Shadowhunni. "It's like a death-spiral, but for healsluts," Achuda said, torn between pride and frustration at being able to/having to explain. "They recharge mana on sex, but then they get sexier so they want more and the people they're fucking want more and it just keeps repeating and when the mana gets to be too much," he explained.

"Boom?" Xorag suggested.

"Some variety of that. Wild magic. Unpredictable. Maybe boom. Maybe we all end up talking frogs."

"Might be worth it," Xorag's mouth said, not bothering to consult with his brain on whether or not it wanted to share this internal thought.

"Later," Achuda said. He tucked his cock back into his pants. The blights had torn the front so it was going to keep popping out. He looked over at Shadowhunni and Adam to see how they were doing. Behind them he could see Alvaro approaching.
 
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Shadowhunni wasn't quite sure when Achuda had started cumming, but he was pumping her full of his hot, salty cream. She drank it down thirstily, gulping, gasping, feeling the overflow spilling down her chin as he kept fucking her face. In her pussy, Adam was doing the same. She never wanted it to stop. She wouldn't let it stop. She held Achuda's hips in her hands, and her pussy clamped down on Adam's cock. Her body bucked as she had another orgasm, and the pink light seemed to get brighter.

She could vaguely hear Alvaro and Xorag talking. More cocks, she thought. What was delaying them? Nothing could harm them inside her aura. There was only pleasure here inside her glow, so why were they denying her? It was annoying, a pebble in her shoe when otherwise everything was glorious pleasure and endless orgasms.

Achuda's words filtered through her consciousness, but they had no meaning, at least, not until Adam grabbed her hair and pulled her back. The thief's cock pulled out of her mouth, spurting cum on her face before he staggered away. She whined, reaching for Achuda, needing more.

Then Adam pushed her away, and his cock slipped out of her. She was empty. She screamed, fury and frustration. Why were they stopping? What was Adam saying?

Stop? No, they did not need to stop. The dwarf ran up, and she licked her lips, she pawed at her body, twisting to offer herself to him.

"Sex-spiral," Achuda croaked. Yessssss, she thought. Bring it on. There is no need for violence and theft. Everything would be fine if people would just fuck. Fuck her.

"Please," she said, trying to pull free from Adam's grip.

"It's like a death-spiral, but for healsluts," Achuda said. "They recharge mana on sex, but then they get sexier so they want more and the people they're fucking want more and it just keeps repeating and when the mana gets to be too much."

"SHUT UP!" she screamed, and lunged at him. Adam still had her by the hair, so she was brought up short and fell on her ass. But she could see their faces. They were afraid. Of her. She looked up at Adam. He was afraid. She was shivering with need, but a part of her was aware enough to wonder why they were afraid.

Because she could overload and kill them all. She could make them fuck her until they died of exhaustion. It was just a game, no matter how real it felt. She raised her hands, the words of the spell on her lips. Died.

Pathogen. They would not die in the game and wake up.

It took every ounce of will she had to lower her hands, not to speak the incantation that would bring them to her.

"How do I stop it?" she whispered. "How do I stop this thirst?"
 
Adam stroked Shadowhunni's hair and kissed the side of her forehead. "It's okay, baby, we'll figure this out," he promised her. He looked over at Achuda, fussing with his torn pants. The thief looked up and caught his eye and then shrugged.

"Hey, it's not a bug, it's a feature," he said.

"Magic items might do the trick," Xorag suggested. "But we have to get to town."

"We need to get out of the forest," Alvaro added. "I've looked around. I think the Pathogen is starting to affect more than just the sky. The vegetation feels... wrong. I don't think it will be too long until the entire forest is as hostile as those blights were."

"They seemed really aggressive," Achuda agreed. "And that dryad was off the charts. Way more aggressive than usual."

"Guys, Shadowhunni's issue?" Adam prompted.

The other three looked at each other questioningly and then at Adam and Shadowhunni and sort of shrugged.

"I don't think we can do anything until we get to town," Xorag repeated.

Adam shook his head. "No, we can do something; Shadowhunni can discharge some mana. A spell. Spells. Baby, that blessing you did on me, can you do that for everyone?" he asked.
 
Things were wrong. It wasn't just pathogen, it was the world. The forest. Would it really come to life? It was a horrible thought, but when she looked around, she just saw things that could penetrate her. Then Adam was talking to her. Spells. She nodded. Could she do what she had done for Adam for all of them?

She giggled hysterically. If only all of them could do for her what Adam had done. The giggle cut off as the thought made her pussy clench, still hungry. She put her hand over it, massaging. She moaned, and held her other hand up.

The incantation was slightly different, and she had to slide a finger in to get the spell to work. She knew a group blessing was beyond what she should be able to do at this level, but she had all this excess power flooding her. She finished the spell, and the pink glow faded, pulling back into her and spreading out in a focused way to the four men.

She felt like she could breathe again.

A moment later, she covered her nipples with an arm over one breast, and her other hand covered her pussy. She was still terribly horny, but she could control it. Her aura was still charged, but it was bearable.

"The blight destroyed my clothes," she said, blushing. Not that there had been much to destroy. "Can I borrow something, please?"
 
For Adam, it was as if he was inside Shadowhunni again. The energy washed through him, caressing every nerve ending, and triggering vivid memories of Shadowhunni, kneeling in front of him and he plowed between her ass cheeks and into her tight pussy. The way she'd gripped him made his breath catch in his chest for a moment and he was painfully erect again.

Achuda felt Shadowhunni's lips and tongue. He remembered the way her breast had swayed, the other caught in Adam's iron grip. He remembered her devouring him, sucking him back, and following him down to the ground like a lioness on a kill. He was certain he was going to ejaculate again. Only the fact that it would have been his third time prevented it from happening again. "Oh, yeah," he breathed.

Xorag and Alvaro, their eyes focused entirely on Shaddowhunni, when her finger slid inside her pussy they groaned. When the glow washed over them, they gasped and fell to their knees. Their eyes grew wider and they panted, trying to catch their breath. Regret filled their wide eyes as Shadowhunni 'covered' herself.

"The blight destroyed my clothes," she said, blushing. Not that there had been much to destroy. "Can I borrow something, please?"

Achuda, Xorag, and Alvaro exchanged breathless glances with each other as they wondered who was going to say what they were each thinking, each hoping the other would be the first to speak up.

Annoyed, Adam snapped a command "Alvaro, give her your cloak."

"Why me?" the handsome ranger asked, clearly reluctant.

"Because you're perfect," Adam replied.

The ranger opened his mouth, hesitated, and then shrugged. "You have a point," he admitted. He removed his cloak with a flourish worthy of a matador and held it open for Shadowhunni. She stepped into it. It covered her smaller frame from shoulders to ankles though the long arm slits showed a good deal of thigh. And ass. It kept falling open in front and Adam solved that problem by taking the silk rope from around Achuda's shoulder and winding it about her waist.

"We should get to Northkeep," Xorag stated, trying to re-focus.

"We should get out of the forest," Alvaro said with more certainty.

"So what's the plan, forest-man?" Achuda asked.

"Run. Everyone stay close behind me. Order of march: Xorag, Shadowhunni, Adam, Achuda," Alvaro replied.

***

Alvaro set a pace that was more of a fast jog and Adam was grateful for his high constitution score. On the other hand, he moved through the forest like a bull in a china shop. Everyone, even Xorag, was more dexterous. Shadowhunni might not be a combat build, but she had grace to spare. Adam thought about that as they moved, ignoring the dangers of the forest; he wasn't going to be the first to see a threat so he trusted in the abilities of his teammates. Which gave him time to admire Shadowhunni. He couldn't shake the image of her bent over and being fucked by the blight. Being fucked by him. Being fucked by Achuda. He should have been mad. He *had* been mad. She was his. But she'd obviously taken some pleasure from Achuda. And she hadn't looked like she was suffering from the blight. And he wasn't sure how he felt about that. Well... he sort of was. He was turned on. And he *really* wasn't sure how he felt about that. The only thing he was really and truly certain about was that he wanted more of Shadowhunni.

"Northkeep," Alvaro announced.

The group slowed to a walk as they exited the forest. They were entering the cultivated fields that surround the town. The stone walls hid all but the castle and the tower from their view, but smoke rose from the chimney's concealed behind the walls, rising up into the roiling not-clouds of pathogen. The wheat fields looked sinister in the breeze and the lightning.

"Half an hour," Xorag estimated, and then they moved out. The forest had been dark and tangled, the wheat fields were claustrophobic and terrifying. Only Adam was tall enough to see over the crop and even he couldn't see very far. The rest couldn't see more than three feet in any direction. Adams strength and size moved him to the front and he ploughed a course through the crop to the nearest path and they trotted down that to the main gate.

Xorag called them to a halt about three hundred yards away. "Catch your breath," he ordered. "We want to just walk in."

"And Shadowhunni?" Achuda asked, hands on his knees.

The group traded glances. "Shit," Xorag muttered. "Okay. New plan. Alvaro, Adam, and I walk in. Achuda will take Shadowhunni to the privy wall and we'll meet there and haul them over."

"No," Adam replied.

"He's right," Alvaro agreed. "Don't split the party."

"Okay, then we'll all..."

"No," Adam stated, interrupting the dwarf. "We'll walk in."

"How?" Achuda asked. "They hate dark...."

"Sorry, baby," Adam said and pulled hard on the silk rope around her waist, spinning her around until she fell to the ground. A large hand pulled Alvaro's cloak off her and he looped the end of the rope once around her neck. "We'll walk in," he repeated as the others traded glances with each other and ogled Shadowhunni.
 
Alvaro grudgingly surrendered his cloak, and Shadowhunni wrapped it around herself. Adam made a belt to make it almost modest enough to walk down the street in, and then they set off. The journey through the forest was long, and she was jumpy. She had been so turned on that the blight fucking her had been exciting, but now that she was dialed back a little, it was cringey. She didn't want anything else forcing itself on her that way, not if she could help it.

Alvaro set a fast pace, and she wasn't really able to think about much but keeping up. Each time they stopped, she would look at Adam, her Liam. He had seen her fucked by the blight, and he had left her there. Was he mad at her? Or was he simply saving Achuda and trusting his companions to save her? And was he upset about her sucking Achuda's cock? She told herself she had been overwhelmed with magic, that he had invited the thief, but those were crepe paper excuses. She had wanted it. And she wanted Xorag and Alvaro as well.

But Liam was her man. Shouldn't she be saving herself for him? It wasn't like she loved the others, she just wanted their dicks. It wasn't just that she wanted them, though. The spell she had cast, strengthening them. She watched Achuda and Adam as they ran through the woods, and she could see the pink energy giving them strength and speed, endurance and agility. The effect of Alvaro and Xorag was much, much less. She knew, the way she knew the incantations, that her magic was more potent with people she had fucked.

It was a relief when they finally left the woods and started making their way through wheatfields that were creepy and hid everything. They stopped to catch their breath, and the others started discussing the way in. She frowned, wondering what kind of place this was.

"They hate dark...." Elves. It was obvious. Her moon-white skin and midnight hair marked her like a neon sign.

"I can wait...." Before she could finish, Adam was pulling the cloak off of her, exposing her naked body to the group.

"Baby," she purred. "Are you sure...?"

He looped the rope around her neck. "We'll walk in."

She bit her lip, blushing. She had thought they were going to go at it before they went into the city, and she had been so excited to try Alvaro and Xorag she had forgotten all about the city. She looked Adam in the eye.

"We need to talk," she said. "Later. Should my hands be free?"
 
"Later," Adam agreed. "Achuda?"

The thief stepped up and took Shadowhunni's hands in his. He deftly tied a complicated looking knot in them. "There," said. "Hands in front so you can still... cast," he winked at her. "and this end here?" He placed an end of the silk cord into her palm. "Pull that hard and the knot will come loose and your hands will be free."

"If you do that in Northkeep," Xorag said, "it means we'll be fighting everyone."

Alvaro reclaimed his cloak and the group set off towards the gate.

Adam led the way. Not by design or intent. It was just that he kept hold of Shadowhunnis lead. So she followed him. And the rest of them followed Shadowhunni. Which made it Adams turn to be on the alert for danger. Shadowhunni might be on the alert as well. He wasn't sure. Brandi was smart, but her character seemed, well, excessively horny. And that might be distracting her. Not that he held that against her. He was very, *very* careful not to turn around and look at her because then he would be completely distracted. The way the others were. They weren't watching for danger because they were watching Shadowhunni. Every step she took was an invitation to seize her, throw her to the ground and take her. Even the disorienting irregular flashes of light from the Pathogen sky seemed to highlight her lush curves.

***

"The grave robbers," one of the guards stated by way of greeting.

"Legitimate Archaeologists," Adam automatically responded.

The guards laughed at him and Adam forced a smile onto his face. "We're here to see the wizard," he told them. He gave a short yank on Shadowhunnis lead to move her slightly closer. "He wanted a dark-elf and we got him one."

"I wouldn't mind a little dark-elf myself," another guard commented and licked his lips.

Adam heard Alvaro's cloak move behind him and knew the three were ready to kill the guards. Which meant they weren't thinking at all clearly. You might encounter one guard or, as in this case, four, but every encounter was with all the guards. What you did to one, you did to all of them, and every guard in the city would come down on you like a ton of bricks.

"He said fresh," Adam quickly said. "We've had a hell of a time keeping this one fresh. If you fuck with her he might be upset."

That gave the guards pause. No one wanted a wizard mad at them.

"And they're dangerous to fuck without the right protection," Achuda offered. "Suck a mans soul right out of him," he added.
 
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The group made its way to the city gates. Shadowhunni was naked for all to see, the rope around her wrists as Adam led her. She kept her eyes down, appropriately humbled as a captive. She resisted the urge to tease, to pull on the ropes, to bend down to torment the three behind her. It wasn't fair to play with them, not before she and Adam could talk about it. Or rather, she and Liam. She had to remember what was real.

When they reached the gate, the guards gave them a fairly standard runaround, making lewd comments about her. Her moon-white skin flushed pink, but not because of what the guard said. Because she was ready to take him right then, despite his obvious dislike for her species.

Adam tried to head it off with another lie about the wizard, but there was only so far loyalty and duty would go. Would it go as far as letting her go on her way?

Then Achuda piped in, and Shadowhunnu looked back at him.

"I'd have had your soul in another minute if your friends hadn't found us," she snarled at the thief. "Come see me when the wizard has had his fun. We can finish what we started."
 
The guards laughed at Shadowhunni's threat, because they believed it.

"We'd better search her," one declared. That brought more laughter from the other guards.

"She might be hiding weapons," another 'agreed'.

"I don't think..." Alvaro began to say, but the first guard ignored him and stepped forward. He took hold of Shadowhunni's hair, right at the top of her skull, and pulled back and to the side.

"Hiding any weapons, elf-bitch?" he asked. His free hand groped her breasts, moving all around them, between them, squeezing them.

Adam was furious and struggled to keep his expression friendly, hoping that by aiming for genial-idiot he would get close to not-entirely-belligerent. He could leave all four of these guards trying to gather their guts out of the dust and stuff them back into their bodies, but that would only get the entire party killed. Eventually. But Shadownhunni was his! He glanced back at the others and was shocked to realize they were radiating the exact same mood he was. The other guards had picked up on that and hands had edged to weapons. They didn't need a fight right now. The first guard was lost in Shadowhunni and clueless to what was going on around him.

"Your mouth is dangerous, eh?" he asked. A finger roughly traced her lips and then pushed into her mouth and his other hand kept her restrained. He moved the finger in and out a few times. "Oh, yeah. I can see where that's dangerous." He pulled his hand out and pulled on her hip, turning her away, his hand still pulling back on her hair, bowing her back. He squeezed an ass cheek. "She's got a great ass, boys. Firm, but just soft enough. Listen to it." He pulled his hand back and brought it forward hard, flesh smacking against flesh with a satisfying sound. He laughed and repeated the action. "That's put some color on her. Looks a little less like a walking corpse." His hand pushed between her thighs and roughly groped her pussy. "She's nice and wet too. I guess it's true that elf-bitches are always horny. Is that true, elf-bitch? Are you always horny?"
 
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Search her? She almost laughed. Were they fucking kidding? Did they think she had a sword hidden up her ass or something? Alvaro offered a protest, but it was brushed aside as the guard grabbed her roughly by the hair. She closed her eyes, clenched her teeth. Not because of the indignity, but because it excited her. Was she to be turned on by everything in this world?

His hands started groping her breasts, and she couldn't quite stop herself from moaning. She growled to mask it, a feral, deadly sound. For a moment, she waited for her men to come to her aid, but she knew they couldn't. They needed safety, and fighting the guards wasn't going to get them any.

She relaxed her jaw as the guard shoved his finger in her mouth, and realized it was up to her. She had to endure this humiliation, or find a way to stop it. Part of her didn't want it to stop, and she flinched as the guard slapped her ass. If she thought that her boys would stand by and watch the guards fuck her, she might have let it go on. Of course, if that happened, she'd need to let some of her power go before long.

"She's nice and wet too. I guess it's true that elf-bitches are always horny. Is that true, elf-bitch? Are you always horny?"

She smirked at him, as if she were the one in control. She'd sensed the fear in him at Alvaro's words, and it was still there, behind the bluster. She wasn't going to get free by denying it. Lean into it.

"Oh yes, mortal," she sneered. "No false human modesty among the dark elves. I am always hungry for sou... sex. Feed me your cock and you will know pleasures you can only dream of. Let me consume you. Your life will be over soon enough, wouldn't you rather die in me?"
 
What was meant to be another slap on her ass faltered at her words and became a shove instead, rough hand pushing on her ass instead of impacting. It caused her to stagger forward and have to recover her balance.

"Hey!" another guard exclaimed, finger pointing at Shadowhunni. "Her hands are loose!"

The shove had apparently moved Shadowhunni enough to loosen the ornate, but ultimately fake, restraint on her wrist. It was still present, but visibly loose.

"That's not supposed to happen with that knot," Achuda declared. "I'll re-tie that."

"Yeah, but we're not going to fuck trust you, or her, with your skills," the shaken guard replied. They all had their hands on their sword hilts, ready to draw. "But we'll help you out." While the other three kept careful watch he walked into the guardhouse and came out with a set of iron manacles. "These won't come loose," he declared with more than a little smug vindictiveness in his tone. Hands roughly removed the silk cord from her wrist and brought her hands behind her and secured them, the manacles snapping shut with a metallic click.

"The key?" Adam asked. "We'll need to take them off when we deliver her to Benorax," he explained.

"A wizard that can't remove some manacles isn't much of a wizard," the guard sneered. "But, tell you what. If he has trouble, bring her back her and we'll help you out with her."

Adam sensed, rather than saw, Alvaro subtly restraining Xorag.

"That seems fair," Achuda said and the tension in the group dissipated.

"We'll be off then," Adam said and gave Shadowhunni's leash a tug as he walked into the town. The rest of the group followed.

"See you later," Xorag promised the guards who, completely missing the threat, laughed.

The streets were filled with people going about their business despite the nightmare sky above them. But they all, almost in unison, turned to stare at Shadowhunni as the group wended their way through the narrow streets. Normal conversation ceased and there was soft muttering that seemed incredibly sinister to Adam.

"Anyone else getting a 'Children of the Corn' vibe?" Alvaro quietly asked.

"I'm not the only one then?" Adam asked in relief.

"Definitely not," Xorag replied.

"Tower ahead," Achuda offered.

The tower of Benorax was about fifty feet wide at the base and rose six stories into the sky, dwarfing the two and three-story structures that predominated. It stood even taller than the castle which was occasionally visible down the end of a long street. The stone was a dull red that didn't seem to be natural to region and rings of gargoyles guarded the walls. The only break in the walls, beneath the fourth story, was a narrow stone door at ground level, flush with the exterior wall.

Adam pounded on the door with the hilt of a dagger. "Benorax! It's the Legitimate Archaeologists! We've got something important for you."

"I feel like we should have come up with a good way to apologize for me stealing his gem," Achuda muttered.

"Fuck that," Xorag quietly replied. "I want to get inside. We can deal with other issues later. These people are creeping me out."

The people in the near vicinity of the tower had largely stopped all other activities and were silently watching the group.

"Is it the way they aren't moving that creeps you out?" Achuda asked.

"It's the quiet that's putting *me* on edge," Alvaro said, his eyes watching the crowd.

"Benorax! Come on, Ben!" Adam shouted. Inspiration struck. "We need to get this inside before Shaharla finds it!"

The door slowly opened.

"Genius," Xorag complimented him.

"Thank you," Adam muttered. "Shadowhunni, in!" he ordered.
 
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For a terrible moment, she thought she had killed them all, just by waving her hands to steady herself when the guard shoved her. Achuda's swift BS saved them, for the moment, but she ended up with metal shackles on, and a sneering refusal to give them a key. Hopefully the wizard was feeling helpful.

With her hands behind her, she couldn't cast spells, either. It made her back arch, pushing her tits out, and she wondered if her party was thinking of taking advantage of her. It was hard to know how they were doing, but she knew neither Alvaro or Xorag had had a release. Her contemplation was interrupted by their conversation, and as they led her through the streets, she did notice that people were watching. Not just a few, but everyone she saw stopped to watch them pass.

The general hubbub of the city seemed to die away, and only angry muttering was heard. The red stone tower seemed far, far away, and she noticed the guys getting ready. She shivered with dread. Were they going to fight the whole city?

"They're just looking," she whispered to Adam, the closest to her, praying he would take the hint and ease back.

They made it to the tower without incident, however. That was when Achuda mentioned the gem he had stolen. There was a small mob gathering, and their supposed refuge was likely to be hostile to their thief. She looked up at the sky, but Pathogen seemed closer than ever. No being torn apart by the mob and then respawning, then.

Finally, Liam said the right thing, and he practically shoved her through the door. She went in, and the space she was in seemed too big to fit inside the tower she had just been standing outside of.

"Does this guy hate dark elves, too?" she whispered.
 
The group hurried through the doorway after Shadowhunni and then turned to watch the door close, breathing a collective sigh of relief as it finally slid shut.

"Does this guy hate dark elves, too?" Shadowhunni whispered.

"No. I don't think so," Adam whispered back. "But he was a little upset with us after our last visit."

"I think the Pathogen is into the source code," Achuda said.

The others looked at him.

"That dryad was... corrupted. The whole attack was a little out of character. I think it's the pathogen. I think that's why the whole town was creepy."

"They might have just been staring at Shadowhunni," Adam countered. "I mean, look at her." The entire group turned to openly stare at the woman. Naked, with her hands restrained behind her, they had an excellent view of... everything.

"I'd be staring," Adam continued. "You guys were staring at her the whole walk after I put the leash on her."

"No I wasn't" Xorag denied.

"Perhaps a little," Alvaro admitted.

"Her hips are hypnotic," Achuda frankly stated.

"Ahem," a voice discretely coughed.

It said a good deal about the group's state of mind, and Shadowhunni's visual appeal, that the group had not noticed the scantily clad, slightly transparent, woman standing in the room. She was shorter than Shadowhunni and built on more slender. less voluptuous, lines. Her hair was a brilliant gold color and matched her eyes. The clothing she was wearing was plainly ornamentation, the function being to cover and then reveal her... charms. "My master is unable to receive you until morning," she said/sang. "You are to avail yourself of the hospitality of his guest accommodations and he will speak with you then. Please, follow me." She began to walk/dance towards a set of stairs and, after a moment of hesitation, the group followed her.

"That's it?" Achuda asked.

"Pathogen," Adam stated.

"What? You think he's under the influence?" Xorag asked.

"No, Obi Wan's a wizard. His tower has protection against the outside world. If Achuda is right, if the Pathogen is spreading through the source code then it's also bound by the limits of the source code which means it might not be able to simply break in here. Ben's probably been researching it and fighting it off. I didn't think about that, but this tower might be the safest place on the server," Adam explained. Xorag was listening, he saw, but also staring openly at Shadowhunni's ass. Achuda was right, her hips were hypnotic.

"So we could just wait it out here?" Alvaro asked.

"Maybe," Adam said. "I feel safe for the night, but I still want to get the hell off this server."

"We'll talk more in a little bit," Xorag said. "Achuda, no stealing this time. None."

"I'm a thief, but I'm not stupid," Achuda rejoined him.

The stairs led up a level to another open area. A fireplace crackled against one wall, thick rugs carpeted the floor, the walls were hung with pictures of landscapes, and the furniture was all upholstered and padded. There was a large table off to one side, plainly a dining area, and open doors led into rooms. Exactly five rooms which caused Adam to re-evalute the tower.

"Food will be brought shortly," the ethereral servant informed them. "In the meantime, you may clean up in your rooms. I will remain here to assist you with any requests you might have. And to ensure you do not wander away from this space," her eyes focused on Achuda.

The group paused and Adam broke the moment by saying, "Thank you," to the servant. To the group, "Guys, Shadowhunni and I need to talk. We'll see you shortly." He turned and walked towards a randomly chosen room, with Shadowhunni following behind on the leash. He closed the door behind her.

The room was opulent. The bed was large and plainly used multiple feather blankets as the mattress. Two chairs faced each other and there were several tables, including one with a washbasin and jug of water and towels.

"Let's get you cleaned up, baby," Adam said. He poured water into the basin and wet a towel and then approached Shadowhunni and began to gently wipe her face. "How about we start with how you're doing? Are you doing okay?"
 
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As the men talked about her as if she wasn't there, Shadowhunni scowled. The discussion on Pathogen was not something she really wanted to join - she didn't know what the world had been like before, so she couldn't really contribute much, but when they were talking about her ass....

She was about to tell them she was there when someone else interrupted. A ghostly woman in nearly nothing welcomed them, and told them to make themselves at home. The wizard would see them in the morning. Her mouth fell open, but again, they started to talk among themselves, talking about at least one wizard, but possibly two or three. Were Benorax and Obi Wan the same person?

When they went upstairs, Adam cut her off before she could say a word, telling the others they needed to be alone. She sighed. It was true, but the circumstances weren't exactly ideal.

"Let's get you cleaned up, baby," he said. He poured water into the basin and wet a towel and then approached her and began to gently wipe her face. "How about we start with how you're doing? Are you doing okay?"

"Well, it looks like I'll be manacled for the night, so that sucks," she said. "I mean, it could be fun, if we could safely have sex, but I don't think we can have safe sex, since I can't touch my pussy, and I don't know any other way to release the pressure."

"And maybe you could talk to me when other people are around?" she said. "They might pick up on it, and realize they could talk to me, too. It's one thing when we're parading through the streets and we have to pretend, but then we're here, and it's like I'm a fucking accessory, until you need somewhere to park a cock."

She stopped, breathless, and looked at him.

"I really, really like you, Liam," she says. "And I really, really like Adam. I'm not trying to be a bitch. But, I thought this was a game. Run around, do missions, level up, and so on. But we're trapped here, and I'm naked and shackled and.... I get them treating me like a blow-up doll. This is how they met me, and it's my fault. But you know me, so maybe help them get to know me a little, since we're stuck here?"
 
Adam mulled her words as the washcloth moved from her face to her shoulders and neck.

"Yeah, we've really slipped into our game dynamic and kind of ignored you. Which explains a lot of our behavior but doesn't excuse it," he added.

One hand pressed up on her chin, tilting her head back to better expose her throat to the washcloth.

"The Pathogen has really fucked things up. We're all scared, we're all being short with each other. In other circumstances this would be going a lot better. But you were a star today, baby. You saved me and Achuda. And I thought that guard was going to wet himself when you threatened to fuck his soul out. From the stand-point of pure game play you came out of the gates *strong*," he promised. He re-wet the cloth, squeezing the excess moisture from it and began to apply it to Shadowhunni's back, working around and on her shackled arms, one hand on her shoulder to steady her.

"Although..." he admitted, "that does kind of complicate how they see you. Right now you're the team player. The healslut. They haven't met the real you, just this character that you're playing. Playing really well."
 
Brandi, nodded as he explained. He was right, sort of. It did go a long way towards excusing the guys' actions, in her mind.

"I think there's something in the game that makes me...." She stopped. It was absurd, but it was also true. She went on, talking through her thoughts. "I mean, I like sex as much as anybody, in real life, but...."

She blushed, because suddenly she wasn't Shadowhunni, and he wasn't Adam. Brandi was talking to Liam, and so much had happened.

"I mean, what happened in the forest," she mumbled, uncertainly, horrified by what had happened, and how much she had enjoyed it. "The... the blight, and then you, and Achuda. And then you and Achuda. That's not how I... Brandi... usually act on a first date. Not that I've had a lot of first dates, but you know what I mean? And I'm not the type who walks butt naked through the middle of a town like it's no big deal."

She looked up, meeting his eyes, hoping he would understand.

"And I'm naked, and manacled, and I know I should be embarrassed that I'm so exposed with you, but instead, it's just making me horny. And getting... I mean, raped, by a shrub? That should be traumatic, but I loved it. And I loved what happened with Achuda, and you, and I... this character, anyway, wants more."

"But I'm also scared," she said. "I really like you. I came here to hang out with you, to be friends with your friends, hopefully. But you all must think I'm some kind of psycho-slut."
 
Adam nodded his head, indicating his understanding.

"It's the game," he explained. "The character isn't just a suit you wear; you live inside it, you direct it. But it affects you as well. Achdua sometimes can't help stealing things," he continued. "Not because Sandesh is a kleptomaniac, but because Achuda is."

He stepped in front of Shadowhunni and began to gently wipe down her breasts, his eyes locked on hers.

"I, Liam, am not some sort of bullish brawler who runs at a fight, but Adam is." He paused, licking his lip. "And I've got to confess something, baby. You really turn me on. Adam wants you. Constantly. And some of that is the game and your character. But the rest of it? Liam was turned on by the blight raping you. The way you looked? Bent over, breasts shaking? That was hot. And when Achuda and I were," he paused and then pushed on, "fucking you... It was amazing. And walking through town? It was scary but... I was so damn proud. So smug. Look at *my* girl, you peons. She's mine and not yours."

His hand paused and then dropped beneath her breasts to scrub her belly and thighs.

"We could get Achuda in here and probably get those manacles off in a minute or two. But I don't want to. I like you naked and helpless and horny. Liam, likes you naked and helpless and horny. That's not the game talking, not the suit. It's me. And...," he paused again, searching for the words. The wet rag dropped from his hand, falling to the floor, as his hand slid between her thighs and covered her hot pussy. "I still want to show you off. To my friends. Because you're amazing. I like you so much and I like everything about this situation so much," he confessed. "Not the Pathogen," he amended. "But..." He stepped closer and put his hand on the side of her head, tilting her head back as he bent forward and kissed her.
 
Brandi listened to him, and her mouth hung open. Was he kidding? A part of her was outraged that he was turned on by watching her with the plant thing, but that part was quickly shushed by the part that was relieved. After all, she had been turned on by it, why should she begrudge him for not hating it? And he liked watching Achuda - or Sandesh? fucking her face. And he liked watching her walk through town.

She squirmed, wanting to grab him, but unable to. She whimpered and opened her legs wide, wanting him. Needing him. But he kept washing her, teasing her with the towel.

"I am always helpless and horny, in this world, anyway," she whispered. Not that she thought he would release her, or call Achuda to.

Then he was touching her pussy, and she groaned with relief. But it wasn't enough. Not nearly. He kissed her, he told her how he wanted to show her off. She whimpered and rocked her hips.

"Liam," she whispered, turning her head to break the kiss, panting with lust. "Wait."

"I can't cast spells," she said. "I can't let the energy out. If you get me... you know... too hot, what are you going to do?"

"And... I need to know," she said. "Are you ok with Achuda fucking my mouth, or Sandesh? Because he's in there, just like you are and I am."
 
Liam kept his hand pressed against her moist sex as her hips rocked, rubbing against him. Her groan and her whimper echoed on his nerves, electrically dancing up and down his spine.

"And... I need to know," she said. "Are you ok with Achuda fucking my mouth, or Sandesh? Because he's in there, just like you are and I am."

"So many good questions," he smiled. "The horny is probably part of the character build. Like, I'm strong and fast and as stealthy as a semi-truck crashing into a pottery store. So you're super fucking attractive and also super horny all the time. But that's okay. Because I'm going to take care of you. And if I can't do it myself then I'll get the other guys in here to help," he promised. "I'm not going to be proud about this. If you need it, baby, I'm going to make sure you get it." His eyes never left hers and he let her see the absolute sincerity in his intention.

He stroked the side of her face and then his hand crept into her hair and held tight; gently, but inexorably.

"For the rest? Show. You. Off," he repeated, his eyes firmly meeting hers. "Baby, I want you to absolutely drown Achuda in sex. The next time Sandesh talks about you I want to hear awe and a little fear in his voice. And Tor. And Diego. I want them to be walking down a street in the real world and be caught unaware by a memory of you and find themselves breathless and painfully hard. I want them to feel the way I feel about you and be unutterably sad because you're mine and they only get to play with you in here. And they are going to have to play with you in here because the temple was a stone bitch to get through last time. We're going to need your skills."

He held her still for a moment, one hand holding her hair and forcing her to meet his eyes, the other pressing hard against her pussy, lifting her almost onto her toes. He bent his head down and brushed his lips against hers for a just a moment. He wanted more, much, *much*, more, but first he had to address her last question.

"The magic build-up might be a problem. There ought to be some tutorials on it, but if the Pathogen is into the source code, then I don't want any of us connecting to the system notices and help system. So we're going to have to experiment. When I fucked you in the forest my face was really messed up and then it healed. You weren't touching yourself then. It just happened. So maybe you can kind of transfer power without having to masturbate? Or maybe I just have to call Achuda in and see if he can get those restraints off. But... I want you to myself for a little bit before I have to share," he smiled wolfishly, hungrily at her.
 
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Brandi nodded as Liam talked to her about the characters, the way the game subtly reinforced the play. She had never clicked a button that said Healslut during character generation, but every choice she had made had gone that way. She made every choice thinking she wanted to look sexy for Liam, and now the game wanted her to be sexy.

And Liam... Liam wanted her to be sexy. She could hardly believe what he was saying, but he wasn't kidding. He was too passionate about it. He wanted her to fuck Achuda, and Xorag, and Alvaro. It was one thing to be turned on by what happened in the battle, but he wanted her to be a complete slut.

A healslut.

She stared at him, wanting him more than ever.

"You're going to be so sick of sex by the time we get out of this game," she purred. "And if we ever meet offline, you better treat me like your slut then, too." It was the first time she had ever talked about meeting offline. She didn't even know where in the world he was.

She moaned as Liam fingered her. Then she had a thought.

"Wait, get your fingers out of me" she said, not commanding or demanding, but working out her idea. "Just cup my pussy. Yeah, a finger between the lips but no penetration." She blushed a little, feeling awkward giving him instructions on how to touch her, but if this worked, the night would be very different.

She thought about making him stronger. It had been instinctive during the battle.

"Touch my hand," she said, twisting to expose her back, and her manacled hands. If his hand on her pussy would work for her to cast a spell, she could let her power out as often as they needed, with her hands free.
 
"And if we ever meet offline..." the words shivered along his spine the same way her groan and whimper had a few moments earlier. 'Meeting offline?' he wondered. 'Treating her like my slut?' Thoughts of what that might be like jostled for attention in his mind as he vaguely paid attention to Shadowhunni's instructions, his hand moving against her sex, the other reaching behind her, stroking up her ass to her manacled hands.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed as there was a sudden, blinding surge of sexual excitement that raced through him. He'd felt this before. When the vines had been grappling him. When Shadowhunni had sucked the poison out him. The memory of that was vivid. He remembered the way she'd looked, the way she'd felt, the way she'd sounded. His hands turned her to face him and he smiled hungrily. She was his for the taking. Restrained. Helpless. Beautiful. Hot. Willing. His smile turned feral and his hands reached up to her shoulders and gently pushed her down onto her knees.

"It occurs to me, baby, that I never finished when you were saving me. When you were sucking me. I *wanted* that," he confessed, his voice low, his breathing rapid. "I wanted to cum in your mouth and watch you take it all." The fingers of one hand ran roughly through her hair as his other hand untied his pants and struggled to pull his cock from within. It was as hard as it had ever been and incredibly sensitive; Shadowhunni's energy had made it vibrate like a tuning fork and even the feel of her breath near it made him start and gasp. "Finish me," he ordered, "and then I'm going to make you scream," he promised.
 
Brandi giggles as he somehow justifies the idea that she owes him a blowjob - as if she would need convincing. She was on her knees before he got his cock out, smiling at him, waiting. As soon as he pulled it out, she slid it in her mouth, warm, wet, hungry. She moaned, looking up at him, letting him know that she wanted this, too. Then she started bobbing her head.

Again, she was startled by the size of his cock, but found it easy to deep throat his whole length. She had to balance herself carefully with her arms behind her back, and found that made it hard to stroke the whole length. It was easier to focus on a relatively short section. She took him deep and gucked him in her throat until she was lightheaded, and then she shifted her knees and pulled back, gasping, to lick the tip.

She never took her eyes off him, and as she sucked his cock she felt that heat growing, that pink light building. She didn't think one load would cause any problems. Not that she was ready to stop at one load, if he was able to keep going. In the forest, it had seemed almost as if the guys bounced back instantly, which was something she thought worth exploring. Were there any limits?
 
Adam didn't have a lot of experience with blowjobs in virtual and he had even less experience in the real world, but he was smart enough to know that you didn't interrupt a professional. So he, very carefully, did not grab Shadowhunni's head and fuck her mouth hard. It would have been counterproductive anyway, there wasn't any room for improvement in the experience. So his hands flexed and shook and stayed away from Shadowhunni's face, except to occasionally stroke her cheek.

He felt as though he was falling into her. His cock... Oh his cock! It was buried in her! How could she possibly take all of him? But she did, swallowing to caress him, again, and again, and again, and... oh. And her hungry eyes never left his; she wanted this. She wanted him; this wasn't just something she was doing for him. Was that Shadowhunni or Brandi? They were clearly going to have to have another talk. But not now. He could barely speak now. "Brandi," he groaned and then gasped as her tongue rasped against his glans and his cock jumped in response.

He completely missed the knocking at the door and might have missed the door opening if Xorag hadn't spoken.

"Adam? Shadowhunni? Are you okay?"

"What?" Adam gasped. It took a real effort to drag his eyes away from Shadowhunni and look over at the door.

"Sorry," Xorag said and began to withdraw.

"It's okay," Adam said. "What do you need?"

"Well, we need to talk about... I really should come back," Xorag said.

"No, wait," Adam said and then groaned as he erupted into Shadowhunni's mouth. His hands did go to Shadowhunni's head then as he swayed, a weakness in his legs disrupting his sense of balance. "Oh, baby," he groaned again as another tremor surged through his body and into her.
 
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