Serpent's Tooth

Desperate situations needed desperate measures. By all her bearing it appeared as if Phyliss was almost lost, and Verialyn saw only one chance to get her out of Ma'ant's entrancement. She had to push him out of his position as her master by replacing him with someone else. And there currently was only one alternative...

She hated what that meant, but for her friend she had to do it.

So she just nodded to Rendel and told him "Then you should go for it right now. She likes to be fucked by you just as much as I did, I am sure, so letting her wait would be impolite."

Rendel's grin widened, displaying again his two rows of sharp teeth, and he just stammered, almost drooling "You are right. I will be a good servant" and without hesitation he stepped over to Phyliss and placed himself behind her, two huge paws coming down on the prominently presented buttocks and squeezing them, as he repeated "Rendel is a good servant, Rendel will fuck you good now."
 
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"Oooops!" Phyliss jumped a little as she suddenly felt that huge pranks on her behind, but hung the dress over a rack before she answered. She turned around and looked up to the huge bugbear.
"How do you dare to speak with me? What do you think your master will say to that?"
 
Now was the critical moment, and Verialyn had to put all her eggs in one basket. She hoped that she would act convincingly ... and that her plan would work.

As Rendel, taken aback by surprise by her hostile reaction, took a step back she walked forward until she stood right in front of her friend. For a second she just looked at her, and then out of nothing she moved. Her hand swung in a swift arc, faster than any eye could follow, and with an audible smack it connected with her cheek, jerking the gorgon's head to the side and sending her snakes flying in all directions. Watching it hurt Verialyn almost as much as the gorgon, but she must not show that emotion.

"How dare you speak like you are to command anyone" Verialyn seemed quite angry now "You are just a lowly slut, and you know it. Now apologize to poor helpful Rendel here, and then let him do his job!"

There was a small risk that Phyliss might try to use her petrifying gaze or her snakes against her now, but then those while very effective against humans were not quite such surefire hits against someone with her resistance. Only trying it out would tell for sure, but Verialyn was rather confident in that regard. What she feared far more was that she was just about to loose her best friend forever.

Rendel meanwhile watched the unfolding spectacle with quiet fascination, unsure about how to react.
 
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Phyliss was quite fast herself, faster then most humans, but not as fast as the vampire, and she took her by surprise. Her protection shield was on, so that the hit did not harm her, but she did feel it nevertheless, and the shock was just as good as if she would have felt any pain. The fast movement made her jerk back, and she justed her head to the side. She moved back and looked at her friends with big eyes, as she could not believe what she just heard. She sounded a bit like a little girl as she said: "You just said... what?"
 
Verialyn tried her best to look stern and angry at her best friend. It hurt a lot deep inside her to see the gorgon like that, the shock on her face and the knowledge that she was about to do even worse to her. It was only that little fantasy Phyliss had shared with her that morning that gave her any hope this might actually work, and her friend might enjoy it a bit eventually, that made her continue.

Verialyn put one hand frimly on her hip and in a cold tone continued "I think you heard me perfectly well, so do not make me repeat myself. And do not make me waiting either. Rendel's over there" She pointed into the direction of the still nonplussed bugbear.
 
At first, the bugbear did not questioned the visitor's orders. He knew, as Ma'ant imprinted Phyliss' image into his servants minds, that she was not to be harmed, for the gorgon was now another of the Household servants. A mistress at that, the Master's toy and delight. Watching at Verialyn's actions, however, and Phyliss' confusion had started to put doubts on his tiny brain.

"Ehrm...", he bubbled in confusion. However, a single glance at Phyliss' ass got the best of his primal, savage nature, "Yes. Allow poor Rendel his work, lady..."

He said as he approached once more, laying both his heavy claw-like hands at the gorgon's behind.
 
Phyliss eyes widened as she felt the huge hands on her butt again and her friend grabbing her hip.
"But my master will not like it" she squeaked. She was all confuzed; she knew the feeling of being the hated mistress of the master of the house, and only able to gain respect by coldly obeying the servants and lower people around, and she had just learned that there was a strong submissive nature in her as well and that she longed to crawl before Ma'ant, and this all collided with that intimidating huge bugbear who was a servant and her best friend that suddenly acted so strange...
Her snakes wiggled in confusion, and she really didn't know what to do. She was helpless, like being drugged and put somewhere into a jungle. She wanted to be degraded and to be praised as superior at the same time, and she wanted to serve Ma'ant and Verialyn and be mistress of this house over everybody else at the same time. She just made a startled sound, not able to say anything meaningful.
 
Yes. He would not like it. Master had done so before - taking upon lovers, Mistresses, women that he would painfully punish anyone that misbehaved around them. Yes, Master would hate Rendel if he done something that the new Mistress disliked. Yet... the other woman... the Lady... spoke with a comanding presence that had startled him. Was she...

Instead of pursuing his long moral and philosophycal inquiries, Rendel decided that the Lady was right... should the Mistress want it. So, instead of complaining, her just stood there, caressing at the Mistress backside with his callous, powerful hands.

"If the Mistress wishes..."
 
"Uh..Oh.." Phyliss wasn't sure what to do, and she knew quite well that she wouldn't be strong enough to escape the bugbears arms or even Verialynns grip. It would have been very easy to her to petrify the bugbear or kill him with her snakes, but he was her masters property... she could not do that. And she would never harm Verialynn... so she just squirmed and wiggled under his grip, trying to move her ass away from his hands.
 
"Only if the Mistress wishes...", said Rendel, his voice lowering at Phyliss' ear, cautious not to get too close of her snakers. However, his grip was so strong as if it held her pinned in place against the ground. His hands started to wave and snake alll over her backside, now, caressing her carefully, getting so close as she could now feel him forcing his groin against her backside - and the consequent hardness of the beast.
 
Phyliss did not only feel his huge paws gliding over the dress and her body, but also his hot breath close to her face. She would be able to reach him with her long snakes, but she did not there. "Oh, please!" she squeaked, still trying to dodge his clumsy fondling, looking in disbelief at Verialyn, who hadn' t moved meanwhile. Dsepite being a gorgon, deadly, poisonous and quite strong herself, she felt weak and helpless in the situation.
 
"The... Lady says that...", he started, somewhat confused, "... the Mistress loves... some humping. I am Master's servant... I am Mistress servant as well".

With that last declaration, Rendel's caresses started to be a little more daring. Using his groin to rub against Phyliss' backside, the bugbear found himself humping at her gorgeous, smooth backside, even if over the fabric of her dress. His paws grabbing lustfully at her behind.
 
"Uhhh, what he's doing!!" said Phyliss desperately, although she knew quite well. She could feel his shaft through her dressk, and he wasn't any smaller then the half-dragon she had years before. Maybe even bigger.
 
Although Ma'ant was long, the bugbears phallus was only a little shorter than his master - but thicker in every sense. Rendel had a rendezvous with Verialyn earlier, but to feel and grip at Phyliss' ass - a forbidden ass at that, being she the personal lover and Mistress of his great, all-powerful master, the feeling was only even more arousing.
 
Verialyn watched the unfolding spectacle for a bit, until she intervened. Taking the one step necessary to stand in front of her friend she commanded Rendel "What are you waiting for? Tear off that flimsy dress and make her feel your rod."

And turning to Phyliss, still stern as ever. "Watching that bugbear fondle you has not aroused me enough. Take care of my breasts with your hands, and you better be good!"
 
Phyliss was puzzled. She stretched her hands out, just as responding to Verialyns voice, as something came to her mind. "But that dress is from the master..it is not my property..."
 
"Should the Mistress command...", Rendel still humped on her behind, his loincloth falling aside as his engorged manhood rubbed itself against Phyliss' backside almost savagely. "...Rendel would gladly strip her."

Although the Lady, Verialyn, hold not any power over him, the bugbear felt her huge presence and force of will to be too much to bear without obeying. After all, the Master had ordered her entertainment. However, she seemed far too eager to order 'against' the Mistress. Rendel would put still some faith on her words - for the Mistress had a soft, warm, perfectly round backside, and he was almost crazy to fuck her - should the Mistress tell him.
 
Phyliss felt his now nude cock pressing against her butt. She could not see his length, but it was really thick. She could feel it through the delicate fabrique of the dress and her black underwear. Puzzled what to do she stretched her hands out and laid them on her friends breast, squeezing them very softly, while she giggled nervous and somehow disturbed.
 
This was not going very well. 'No wonder', Verialyn thought, 'it's not like I have a lot of experience at being the dominant jackass. Usually I rather take the orders that give them as long as fucking is concerned. But I better learn fast of this will all fall apart. That stupid bugbear is still more afraid of Phyliss than myself, that has to change, and soon.'

As her thoughts came to an end, one of her hands shot out lightning fast passing the gorgon and clawed itself into the fur on his chest, pulling him towards her with a sudden and undoubtedly painful jerk. Their faces mere inches apart Verialyn stared at him icily over Phyliss shoulder as she said with an utter calmness that was terrifyingly threatening "I am your mistress now, and my command was clear. Will you do as you are told or are you just some useless ball of fur?" Before he could even think of a reply a sudden shove sent him back, and Verialyn's hands came up to her friend's shoulders. Gripping firmly and tugging rapidly, the fabric of the green dress tore audibly all the way down from her shoulders to beneath her hips. As it was pulled apart, the gorgon's bare backside became clearly visible for Rendel.

"Here, since you were not capable of it I helped you a bit. But don't you dare hesitating any longer or ask for her permission, get that bugbear cock into her ass now."

Turning to Phyliss she added "And that is supposed to turn me on? I am hardly feeling your fingers." In fact her friends soft touch did arouse her quite a bit, the only glimmer of bright light in that uncomfortable situation. But she must not let that show, not now.
 
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Phyliss shrieked as her friend suddenly ripped the glamourous dress apart. Being split, it just dropped down by itself onto the ground, leaving her standing in her black lingerie and her green velour boots. Being intimitated by that attack, she stretched her hands out again and started to knead her friends breasts, with a fearful but also dreaming expression in her face.
 
Rendel was suddenly completely taken by Verialyn's harsh order. With a single nod of understanding, and not questioning a thing further, the large bugbead said in the fainstest of replies, his rough voice turned out slow and suddenly comprehending.

"Yes, Mistress."

The table had turned. The Vampiress' ordering manner turned out to act like a complete aura of command that the weak-willed bugbear could not even thing about defying. Not him, at least. The least brightest of the bugbears. Should have it been Ghor, however, thing would be much different, as the 'buttler' was far more aware of the Household dealings. Verialyn had been very lucky.

"Get ready... Lady.", he turned to refeer differently now to Phyliss. That alone marked her doom. Without expecting any other action of the gorgon, Rendel had landed one hand at her left buttock, kneading at it and spreading it aside in order to make way for his massive rod. Guiding it with his other hand, he took his shaft towards Phyliss' backside... and forced his groin forwards, his tip forcing itself against her ass' ring.
 
Verialyn did her best not to let her relief show. Finally. Plus Phyliss increasingly strong kneading on her two big girls was starting to affect her. She almost wished that Rendel was plowing her and not her friend, but that was no option currently.

Deft hands grabbed the thin fabric of the lingerie and rapidly pulled it upwards, over her friend's snake hairs and throwing it across the room, the thin black silk slowly sinking to the ground, so Rendel would not mess everything up by getting tangled up in it. Now all the gorgon was wearing were those green boots she seemed so fascinated with.

After another few moments of just watching inscrutably she finally deigned to speak again "That is a little better, slave. At least I can feel you now" only to add "Do you think you are worthy of my fingers playing with your cunt?"
 
It happened very fast - while the clumsy bugbear was still rubbing his thick thing over her ass, just protected by the thin layer of silk, her friend ripped her underwear off faster then any human could, and she could feel the tip of his cock touching her bare ass, while her breasts still bounced from the sudden strip. Phyliss kept kneading her mistress breasts and circled her thumbs round her nibbles, while she was afraid of the penetration that seemed unavoidable. Usually her ass would be to tight to allow the bugbear to enter with his big rod, even if he would use force, but after she had been anally ravaged by two large cocks for quite some time today, she had been stretched enough to take him, if he would use enough force to break his way in. She could heal the injuries done anytime, but it would be painful nevertheless. She trmbled a little and just nodded, as Verialyn spoke to her.
 
Verialyn just raised an eyebrow and looked sternly at her friends eager nodding. The poor gorgon was trembling already, and she did not know if she should be happy about this or extremely sad. Whatever, no turning back now.

"So, you think you have earned that already? I am not convinced, you have been a little hesitant following my orders until now. Maybe you should beg me for it?"
 
Phyliss lip trembled as she looked at her friend in disbelief, while she tried to please her breast the same time as wiggling her ass around, hoping to move it away from the thick pole trying to enter her.
"Uhh..ohh. No, i mean yesss..." she stammered, somehow puzzled.
 
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