Serpent's Tooth

Phyliss smiled, still feeling lik unde drugs. She moved perfectly smooth and spoke clearly, but with a dreamy tone and a dreamy expression on her face. In the last days, she had been dominated by Antides, Gor and Ma'ant, and each time it felt more intense and breathtaking. She was really outof her mind a bit after all this, like having an overdose. But she felt good, so far.
"My creator seemed to take care for many things - I am not that good with magic in general, but the things I can do I do very well. But all spells that would make me appear as human wont work on me, although I have some power on camouflage, outside, in a way." Phyliss browsed through the gowns that were presented in the room, looking which one would suit her best.
 
"We are not the greatests in every aspect. We surely can't simply be.", Ma'ant took another great puff from the hookah, and raised himself. Closing in into Phyliss, he embraced her from behind, kindly caressing her tummy with his long fingers. "I am glad you have come to my arms, Phyliss. I want you to be the most outstanding, gorgeous courtesan one can ever have by his side."

His tentacles slid across her shoulders, caressing her once more.

"And when you are ready, I want you to dress me my robes."

***

Snaga did as he was told. Taking up his hands to lay and spread both of Verialyn's buttocks, he started to pick up speed, his invasions going deeper and deeper, while his waving, furry balls started to slap down against her womanhood, caked in bugbear seed still.

"I will take that into consideration, my Lady," said Ghor, admiring how Snaga was really taking himself in order to please the woman. Poor serf. "The next time we are taken to entertain a guest, be sure we will be more than ready. If you'd teach us, then..."
 
"Then please..."

Ma'ant's unreadable facial expressions contorted themselves as his tentacles adjusted over his chest - that could only be a smile, after all.

"...chose any outfit. I am anxious to acknowledge your style...", he said, still hugging the gorgon from behind.
 
Phyliss looked over the Ilithid. "As I am in the mood for something flashy green for myself, I would like you to see you in black, maybe a bit menacing, intimidating... Some occult decoration in dark red or purple could go with it quite well. I think that would be sexy. She looked again to find something that would fit this idea."
 
"It won't be that easy, Ghor" Verialyn smiled back at him. It was weird, but also very kinky, to have this conversation while Snaga kept relentlessly pounding her ass. "Other women might have quite different tastes. Actually I am fairly certain they do." Verialyn had to grin at the thought how the next female guest might react to an ass rape.

Without taking her eyes off Ghor she continued "Ohhh, that is good, Snaga... Now try something different. Grab my neck with one hand and lift me up a bit, and with the other alternate between groping my breasts and slapping them."
 
"Do you find me menacing?", he asked the gorgon, amused, his voice gurgling like if he chuckled. "Am I not menacing enough?"

"Please, go on. I'm sure I have something close to that..."

Into his chest, Ma'ant was glad that Phyliss found out that he could be sexy. No one had spoke about him like that.

***

Curiously, Ghor was smiling at the same thought. How would the next courtesan react if, being Master busy, she was pounded in submission through relentless sodomy? Ghor could feel himself even more aroused as he talked to Verialyn, even as Snaga had his way with her.

Snaga, in hsi turn, was more than happy to comply. Taking upon the vampiress' neck roughly, almost enought to choke her - too eager he was, to be fair - he started to take his intrusion even harder, his other hand slapping roughly at her bust - but careful enough not to scratch her with his nails.
 
As Snaga's rough slaps against her heavy breasts hanging below her sent them jiggling and swinging uncontrollably Verialyn had to wince in some pain at first. Quickly she was accustomed to this new rough stimulation and started to enjoy it. Only her conversation with Ghor became a little harder that way.

His other hand was firmly locked around her neck, but he had not lifted her up as requested, so Verialyn had a few problems looking Ghor into the eyes. She could not miss the visible signs of his growing arousal, though, and openly asked. "So you are getting ready for round two? Do you already know how you will do me this time, or do you also need help?"
 
Snaga pulled Verialyn's head up, finally, arching her back as he kept pistoning his erection far and relentlessly into her backside. His grip eased a little, just enough so it would cease hurting her far too much. On the other hand, however, Snaga noticed that the rim of her ass was now growing pink and red. Was it painful? Perhaps.

"Well,", Ghor said, amused, "I was thinking of engaging in sodomy with you, my sweet Lady. With you facing me while we do it.", not unnoticed to Verialyn, however, was that Ghor's size was both larger and thicker than Rav. He would make quite some damage.

"I will have you limping, my dear."
 
"So you are intentionally out to hurt me? And you consider that entertainemnt of your guests? I had so hoped that after all those guys doing my behind you would satisfy my pussy. That still leaves the option to be rough with me, you know."

Right now Snaga's concerns were unwarranted, though, vampires were a tough sort, and if worst came to worst she could fall back on her regenerative powers. But it might be time for another change, and so Verialyn continued, her eyes still on Ghor sitting in front of her.

"Snaga, that was fun, but let's try something different. Move all the way in and stay there, then get up and lift me up, until you are upright, my back is against your chest, and my feet are off the ground. Once there just hold me for a bit. And if Ghor is so kind he can get up and either grope or slap me a bit while I am in that position. Pussy, tits, whereever you like it."
 
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"As you wish, my Lady."

Snaga pummeled himself into Verialyn a few more times before roughly and completely hilting his erection far and deep into her backside, his balls slapping against her womanhood. He was on his knees, and taking upon the seemly frail, lighter woman to his chest, using his member as the true support to her entire weight. He had the woman reclining against his chest, and with his paws, sliding under her legs to grip strongly under her knees, he lifted her from the ground.

"Unngh...", Snaga moaned. The sheer pressure around himself was simply overwelming. Ghor did, a sated smile on his lips, close into Verialyn and shove one of his hand into her dripping womanhood, his fingers playing with her clit - disregarding all of his and Rendel's earlier-deposited seed. The other hand, however, slid over her frame to grab and knead at her right breast.
 
As Ghor's hand forcefully dug into her wet channel Verialyn could not help but moan "Ohhhhhh yes..., very nice Ghor. Think of my body as a toy for your hands to play with. Keep up the good work."

She paused a little to revel in what his hands did to her, and then continued "Snaga, now get to your feet but keep me like this close to you, impaled on your dick, until my feet are off the ground even without you lifting them up. You'll probably have to move your hands from my knees to my shoulders for that."
 
Ghor smiled and winked to Snaga, who nodded in return. Slowly, Snaga raised himself while still handling Verialyn by the knees - however, Ghor helped him by sending four of his fingers deep into the Lady's womanhood and using it as a lever to raise her. The pressure around Snaga's phallus was indescritible as he carefully slid his hands away from her knees and up towards her shoulders.

"L-Like this... my Lady?", the bugbear behind her asked, fearful that her ass would tear up around his hardness. Ghor, on his side, approached some more, taking his hands away from her for the moment, allowing her hang only by Snaga's member.

"Impresive..."
 
"Yes, like this, you are doing this very well, Snaga." There was quite the pull on her ass as well, but for now it was bearable and she would not stay in that position for long. Grinning at Ghor's comment of what she hoped was honest admiration she continued.

"And now for the fun finale. Step over to the wall right behind you and pin me face first against it. You best grab my wrists and pull my arms up and to the side until they are stretched before you hold them on the wall with your strong hands. Then wedge my upper body between yours and the wall, and hump me good until we come."

After a second she added "Should not take you much longer, should it?"
 
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"N-No, my Lady..."

Snaga could not believe his luck as Verialyn had some very wicked, nasty ideas and he was the one, left behind, but experimenting them all with a blissful smile at his lips.

"I'll love that, my Lady." said the bugbear as he did as he was told. Sliding his hands around her back and uper still, he finally reached for her shoulders. That motion had forced Verialyn down a little further into his prick. Sliding his hands over now to get at her wrists, slowly did Snaga rotated and took her towards the cold wall, making sure he rubbed her cheek against the stone. And closing ever into her, his hands helping to pin her upper body against the wall, his groin pinning her just some centimeters over the floor.

And without asking again, he started to ass fuck her once more. Her hole, ever more stretched againt his member, was now gaping, clenching against his manhood as he pummelled her away, getting faster and harder with every hilting.
 
Phyliss giggled. "I just started to find menacing men sexy." she browsed a while, until she found a long, tight black robe which looked plain, but elegant. "Thats perfect. Now for more..." She found a cape, that combined purple, dark red and some black in an abstract pattern that went very well with the black robe. "Good contrast. Now for this..." finally she found a large metal pendant showing some occult sign she did not now. "This around your neck, and this had..."
She completed the outfit with a high black had, cylindrical, without rim, but a silver border around the base, and a little tassel on the top, similar like at a fez.
 
Verialyn was almost unable to move now. Her arms were stretched and her writsts firmly in Snaga's grip, her cheek was pressed against the wall as were her squeezed breasts, firmly held in position by the bugbear's massive rump leaning into her from behind.

Her legs, slightly spread and dangling above the ground, jerked up every time the bugbear delivered another forceful thrust into her, slapping against her ass with an audible smack and making the sensible flesh of her chest and face grate over the cold surface of the wall. Her eyes were closed now and each time her ass got filled and stretched by the invading manhood she grimmaced and winced, although there was not much pain but a lot of pleasure in this.

There was no more thought of holding a conversation at this point, she felt like all she was was a piece of meat to be fucked.
 
"Quite exquisitive tastes, I admit... I like it."

Ma'ant seemed to glide around, indulging himself into his own vanity as he admired Phyliss' great work. She was indeed quite capable of making him more than stand out into a meeting - and that was only another reason for him to feel even more attracted to the gorgon.

He approached her from behind, once more, this time taking his tentacles to caress over her shoulders and his hands to lay and slid around her ass. He grew worried with his lover, and had noticed her... distress.

"Phyliss.... are you alright?"

***

The wet, slush noise of their savage humping was now the only sound in the room beside their moaning. All the other bugbears stared quietly into sincere admiration as Snaga sodomized Verialyn with more than a little comitment to the task.

His invasions were unabated, growing in strenght and deeper still into her stretched backside. The bugbear had never been with such a luscious woman! Indeed, the only ones that he had were unwillingly sodomized. Verialyn, on the other hand, greatly enjoyed his... caresses. Smirking, beside his constant humping on her behind, Snaga started to slap at her buttocks, his other hand still pinning her against the wall. He groaned wildly as he felt her abused hole gaping against him.

"M-My Lad-dy... I'm... about to..."
 
"Finish it ... then, my ... stud ..." was all Verialyn could reply.

This was a most intense experience, and she was thankful for her body's supernatural endurance without which her ass probably would have been torn apart by now. As it was she could take this violent pounding and then some. There was definitely pain mixed with the pleasure, but that made it all only more exquisite.

And surprisingly for her - well maybe not considering how deep and hard Snaga thrusted into her - she felt she was also close, something that was mostly reserved to the occasions when she was fucked in her vagina. His hand slapping her buttocks, starting to leave a faint red mark on the skin where he hit her, drove her on further. Any moment now...
 
Snaga had reached it. Slowly sliding his hands down to Verialyn's ass, he grabbed it fiercely, spreading her buttocks wide as he hilted himself one last, powerful time, ramming his erection far and deep into her abused, sore backside. And then, he exploded.

In one long, low groan, he savagely held her backside open as he unloaded his seed into her ass, standing several minutes into her, his member gushing its thick, whiteish liquids into her rectum, coating her inner walls with his sexual fluid. Snaga felt his legs weakening and trembling as he kept unloading himself into her for almost a whole minute, the excess dripping outside. He lowered his face to her back, and raised himself, licking all the way from Verialyn's sweaty back towards her neck.
 
Verialyn came almost in sync with Snaga, his spurts of seemen shooting into her as causing wave after wave of orgasm. She would have liked to move to express her passion, but alas she was finned firmly to the wall, so all she could do was scream out her passion, her body tensing as her cheek and breasts were pressed to the cold stone and the large bugbear phallus was rammed to the hilt inside her back entrance.

When she finally came down he was still unloading, and she slumped as much as the position allowed, just hanging in there, and letting him squirt into her again and again. Her climax was over, but the continuous influx of warm seed still caused a warm and fuzzy feeling in her stomach, until finally he subsided.

"Whew ..." she managed to speak as his grip on her wrists loosened and she was able to push herself away from the wall a little "... must have been a while for you, that was quite a load."
 
Still into her, Snaga eased the pressure of his body against hers, allowing Verialyn to move and even to leave him if she wished. However, he pulled her body against him once more, lowering his tall frame in order to kiss and hug her from behind, purring in pleasure and satisfaction as he finally finished spraying his seed into her sore backside.

"I-Indeed, my Lady...", he tried to catch his breath,"...It had been some time. I must... thank you...", he said, licking and kissing at her back. "...For the oportunity."

He gave a step back from the wall, allowing Verialyn to move, but still hugged her tightly for some moments, slowly taking his erection from her backside - to wich was heard an audible - Pop - as he withdrew, and his warm, hot seed gushed outside, flowing down her leg.
 
Verialyn was thankful when her bare feet finally touched the ground. It was her who had wanted to be lifted up by his dick, and it had definitely been fun, but now it was also nice to stand on her own legs again.

Her ass was still gaping, stretched so wide she thought she could almost feel air flowing in and out of it like it did in some caverns. The huge load of seed running down her leg, though, did not concern her much. It felt stick, but also warm, and exceedingly kinky to be dripping such excessive amounts out of both holes.

Still leaning with her back against Snaga, thehairs of his chest tickling her, she made no move to withdraw from his large arms wrapped around her midriff or from his lips tracing along the back of her neck. She did turn, however, so she was facing the other three again, and with a coy smile and a tilt of her head she asked "So boys, what's up next?"
 
Ghor looked up to Verialyn amused. Indeed, he had been impressed that the woman they've started taking advange on had turned the table on them, and taked advantage of bugbear thick cock. He smiled as he closed into her, and Snaga allowed him to.

"We should probably make ready. Master will not be long now."

He waved of his hand. Both Rendel, Rav and Snaga left with a bow - Snaga laying a soft, kind nibble at her earlobe before leaving. They all went to the wall where they've had emerged from.

"They will make you ready a bath for you, Lady. Master wishes his Mistress to be fine and ready. Meanwhile...", he said, motioning to grab her hand, and taking it to his own hardness, "... tell of your new ideas..."
 
Phyliss smiled. "I feel great, just a bit out of my head, like standing beside me... but it isn't a bad feeling at all." she looked upon the many clothes. "Now I will need something to wear as well..."
 
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