Serpent's Tooth

[LordLuck]

Almost crashing himself over the gorgon's back, the bugbear felt shivers down his spine. His knees buckled as he fell he would fall down to his knees, but still, the Mistress had not ordered him to it. She had not even allowed him to cease humping - and yet, his natural limit had been reached. A growl escaped his lips as he caressed Phyliss' behind - as he could properly reach it - rubbing his black nails over her sensitive skin.

 

[Cherubian]

Noticing the exhausted look on rendel's face as he looked at her questioningly Verialyn finally registered that he was indeed asking for her approval to pull out. She really must have made an impression on him. So smiling like one would towards a well behaved child she told him without taking her hands of Phyliss "You may withdraw, Rendel, but stay in the room in case I have further need of your services." The last thing she needed now was for him to run through the house and tell everyone how he had humped the gorgon.

Phyliss fingers started to have an effect on her as well, and Verialyn reciprocated in kind, her thumb running over her friend's clitoris as her other fingers continued to dive in and out of the wet folds. "Now be a good slave and come for your mistress, will you?"

 

[LordLuck]

With the satisfied gaze that comes after one reaches it's climax pleasantly, the bugbear sat and laid down on the floor just beside the two girls. He took a deep breath, filled with the joy that came with the Mistress' aprovingly nod. He stretched his body fully, while lifting a leg in order to serve as a display of manhood towars the both of them.

Rendel was a happy bugbear now. If the Mistress ordered anything, he would be glad to yeld, in the hopes of getting her smiles and maybe... just maybe... lying with her.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss had so many orgasms that her mind was like blown out, the whole procedure was like an endless orgasm itself. But she still knew how to do her stuff, it was like an automatic routine. But she really had a new sensation as Grendel pulled his now soft, but still large penis out of her stretched anus. As it popped out, it felt like the opening of a champagne bottle, a large amount of blood, bugbear-seed and green gloo squirted out of her bloody and stretched hole. It was hard to believe that her slender forms could take up that much of liquid. This relief and her friends finger inside gave her enough impulse to get into another orgasm, with her typicall squealing, although she was drooling and trembling all over, her snakes shivering as if in shock.

 

[Cherubian]

For a fraction of a second Verialyn could not help but grimace at the sickly cocktail emanating from the gorgon's rear. The traces of red in particular that could be found within the unappealing green-white mixture did cause her some concern. But she also knew that Phyliss was tougher than she looked, and could heal herself when needed.

So she patiently waited until her friend had come. There was a slight temptation to stay a bit longer and maybe do some naughty things involving Rendel's genital, but right now her priorities were different. They needed to get dressed and get out. She would prefer to confront the mind flayer when she would not also have to take care of the gorgon.

As fortune would have it, they currently were inside the dressing room, so one part of her agenda should resolve itself rather quickly. Therefore as soon as Verialyn got the impression that Phyliss had recovered sufficiently from her orgasm she ordered. "You've had enough fun, now get dressed" her hand waving across the cupboards surrounding them "Pick something practical that will not impair your movement." And without waiting for a reaction she herself stepped over to where the discarded knee length red dress lay on the ground that Phyliss previously had picked for her.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss picked up a long black dress, that wasn't so tight that it would block her legs and put it over. Her undies were ripped, but she still had her boots on. Usually she would have done her makeup now, as the streams of tears were clearly visible on her face, but she was to confuzed to think of herself now.

 

[Cherubian]

While the gorgon had scanned the available clothing Verialyn had already gotten herself dressed in that red affair. It was not really cutom tailored to her, a little loose around the waist and hips and definitely taut over the chest, straining to keep her orbs inside the cleavage, but for the trip home it would do.

As her friend finally was dressed as well, she mustered her with a stern gaze "Well, that will have to do. We will leave now." And with those words she headed for the door, only to add in Rendel's direction "And you will escort us."

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss walked out, like she was told, with the crying marks over her face. She would have went on a leash if Verialyn had put one on her. She moved gracefully and elegant as usefully, but it was obvious to see that she was somehow mentally absent, like walking on under drugs or hynosis.

 

[LordLuck]

"Mistress."

He said in acknowledgement as he stood up to his feet, showing off his muscled, furred chest. The bugbear went to the front of the room, picking up his loincloth and using to to cover his sticky, greased manhood. The phallus still marked with some of his and Phyliss' fluids, but the sight of her blood decorrent from the intense sodomy had not done anything more except than amuse him.

"Where my Mistress wish to go?", he asked obediently. Perhaps he would get a prize if he did everything right.

 

[Cherubian]

At Rendel's obedient question a quirky little idea rose i nher mind, and she immediately replied "Does the estate have any back doors? If not please lead us to the main entrance." She knew that way hersef, but keeping the facade would help.

Reaching out to hold Phyliss' arm and guide her along she waited for the bugbear to lead the way.

 

[LordLuck]

"A couple, Mistress. Both ends in Dark Alleys beyond the Manor."

Rendel told her, remembering how Master liked to talk at lenght with Ghor if the bugbear troubled himself with using accurate vocabulary. It was usually a tiresome excersise that he had not really liked to dive into, far too much waste of spit.

But for the Mistress he would do it. Rendel still wished to be her favoured one, the one she would call first in order to please her wonderful body.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss walked along, but she whimpered a little, as she the pain in her torn anus became even worse as she was walking.

 

[Cherubian]

"Very well, you are definitely a useful servant." Verialyn had noticed the eager obedience of the bugbear and was sure a small praise would do wonders to enforce his obedience. Saying this she followed his lead as they traversed the corridors of the manor.

As the gorgon's whimpering did not stop, she had to act or the contiuous noise might attract unwanted attention, out in the streets if not inside the estate. As much as it pained her to see her friend in such a condition she could not grow soft. Not yet. So she spat harshly at the woman in her grip "Your whining is getting on my nerves, sniveling wrench. Go ahead and heal yourself if you can't bear it, but shut up."

 

[Belinda35]

"Yes" whinced Phyliss, and although quite out of her mind, she healed herself immediately, without even really thinking about it. She had trained that to be sure in all conditions. As her stretched and torn anus healed, it shrunk back to its virgin tightness, and another load of human, illithid and bugbear-seamen squirted out and splashed on the floor. Suddenly a part of her mind snapped back, as all pain dissappeared. She just feeled very embarrassed about sound her ass made, as it squished out the remains off the endless assraping of that day and that green-white and red puddle on the floor she produced. She blushed, but remained silent and walked behind her mistress.

 

[LordLuck]

Rendel's chest suddenly filled with pride as Verialyn offered him a compliment. It was quite easy to keep your slaves obedient and compliant if you did showed them a little of respect. The Master usually did so, but he never offered more compliments that usual... and he could not possibly reward Rendel the way that the Mistress could.

With a wicked grin trying to make up for a smile, the large burgbear started to lead them through a door that lead right from the room to a long, stone stairwell. "Careful now. Slippery stones can break your bones.", he told with another smile, warning the women that followed him. There was no light in the stairs, but he also had no need for it, mindless if Mistress did need it or not, he started to lead them downwards. Once there, a long corridor lead to a massive although plain-looking door.

"There, Mistress."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn took Phyliss' hand as they followed the bugbear in silence. Her eyes had no problems to penetrate the darknes, and as far as she knew neither did the gorgon's, but in her friends uncertain state of mind an anchor of stability might be appreciated.

That way they eventually reached the door, and Rendel stood there expectantly and proud. Seeing what effect her last compliment had had Verialyn did not hesitate to hand out another with a generous smile. "You really know this place very well, Rendel. It is good to have you with us." Pausing a moment and reaching for the bar that kept the door shut she added "The Lady Ovida and I would like to go for a short walk. Would you mind staying here, closing the door behind uns and allowing us back in when we are done?"

Without waiting for an answer Verialyn pulled the door open and stepped outside, her friend in tow. She took a moment to inhale the fresh night air as the entrance behind them fell shut. They were in a narrow and dark back alley, but on one end, less than a hundred yards away the lights of one of the broader streets could already be seen. That was her target then, and immediately she fell into a brisk stride heading for that light at the end of the alley, all the whil emaking sure Phyliss was with her.

As they had made it about halfways a figure in a shoddy cloak stepped out of one of the entranceways branching off the alley. Clearly surprised to see such unusuall passerbys at this hour of the night his mouth, missing a few teeth, immediately fell into a crooked grin as he began to address the two rapidly approaching women with an oily voice. "Oh, what brings two such lovely ladies to this run down place at that time of the day? Would you maybe ..."

*POW*

The second half of his sentence was cut off as Verialyn's fist, seemingly out of nowhere, made contact with his chin in a definitely not ladylike manner, jerking his head back and sending him crashing against the wall behind him, from where he crumpled to the floor, clearly knocked out.

Verialyn did not even break her stride as she stepped past his unconscious form. She was not in the mood for games right now.

 

[Belinda35]

The fresh air and the sudden reaction of her friend towards the crook mad her come back a little more.
"Where are we going to?" she asked softly, following her friend/mistress. She renembered most of what happened, but did not manage yet how to deal with it.

 

[Cherubian]

For a moment Verialyn had to think back to Rendel, the bugbear who likely stood inside the back door eagerly awaiting their return, and would continue to do so for quite a while. And receive some sort of punishment for his negligence of duty. She pitied him ... a bit. He had been the most obliging of the bugbears ravishing her body. A strange experience indeed. For a moment a grin appeared on her lips.

Snapping out of her musings she placed an arm over her friend's shoulders. There was no longer any need to maintain her harsh and unforgiving facade now, and so she whispered in a low and friendly tone. "We are going home now." It was true, in a way. Currently the Kornalis palace was as much home to them as any other place, maybe more. Such were the realities of an unsteady life.

 

[LordLuck]

The wide bugbear smiled once more, proud and satisfied to be noticed as a faithful servants. But… the ladies sought a trip outside this time of the evening? It was not only dangerous, bur really suspicious as well. What would Master think of it? For a moment, Rendel merely grinned in slight distrust, but finally conceded the two ladies passing, guarding the door until they were back. Although probably they’d never be back until they could challenge and overthrown master.

What would have Ghor done? Ghor was smart, much smarter than Rendel. He had seem how Lady Verialyn had mated with Ghor, and how Ghor was seemingly favoured, being allowed mating privileges with the voluptuous woman. A female that anyone, from the goblin to the behir, would love to mate with. And he, Rendel, was now feeling himself her favoured one, although he knew that if Ghor wanted to, he would be quickly overthrown from his position.

He had said nothing as the women passed, and he lifted the heavy locking board once more to weld it shut, but finally exchanging his mind. Laying his back against the wall, Rendel awaited for his Mistress and Lady Ovida to be back. Surely it was only a stroll. Perhaps they would be getting some unguent for Lady Ovida’s behind, for her rear really seemed painfully stretched. Master had liked Ovida. He would really miss her soon enough, and would order her presence once more. She was like master, weird yet appealing.

As he thought about Mistress, Rendel took one of his wide pawns to brush his loincloth away and produce his manhood once more. Slowly, he started to stroke it, his large hand caressing his length slow and steadily, the stroking motions bringing up his hardness as he already craved for the next time Mistress would allow him to bang her.

It was not a bad thing to slave for her, after all.

 

[Belinda35]

"Home." whispered Phyliss. She never had a real home as far back as she could renember, she had always been guest in some rich man's estate for her whole life. This men have changed often, sometimes she left on her own will, often she had been forced. She found a few of them disturbing, many of the nice, and a few one nearly made her fall in love. But none of them gave her hope for a steady place. Aristides might have kept her as favourite slave, but he might have changed his mind, and would she really be happy with that? She thought back to Ma'ant. He was different, maybe because he was even more strange then herself. Could she find a real home there, not being a slave, but as his lady of the house? Maybe the real home for a gorgon, who would never really fit into human society?
"Why did we leave?" asked Phyliss in an almost shy tone.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn held her friend even closer now, a tight embrace to reassure herself as much as the gorgon.

"We left because that mind flayer was about to break you. To wipe out your personality and turn you into his private toy. Illithids are very good at this sort of thing, and I could not let that happen to you."

 

[Belinda35]

"But... maybe I was his first true love, and I hurted the first man who really cared for me... Couldn't we live in his house together and all be happy? He had reated me so well and comforting... and he would be nice to my best friend." said the gorgon, while they go closer to their home.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn let out a deep sigh as she continued to tread over the cobbled streets.

"Now I do not know what exactly happend in that chamber. But there are a few things I do know. Like that there is no known case of a mind flayer falling in love with a human, but many where they messed with the minds of humanoids enough such that they were turned into mindless thralls worshipping their new master. From the symptoms I got to observe, you were on that path as well."

After a few moments she added.

"And he did not treat me particularly nice."

Then it hit Verialyn. Phyliss still seemed to consider her her best friend. Despite all what had occurred. A stupid happy grin appeared on her face.

 

[Belinda35]

"Ohh..but he treated me with so much respect... and he was nice to me..." Phyliss started to cry softly, but managed not to sob.
"But..if he is evil, so am I. I am evil... with the things I did..." she gasped, trying to speak calm, but her tears started flowing more.
"First Haerdon...he teached me first, but I wasn't ready to understand.. and did so wrong to him... finally had him even killed. And all the poor people on the merchants farm... wasn't it my fault that it was raided, and he lost all his posessions, and many people killed... Then Antides, who opened my eyes at last, showing me my inner self...I have ruined him, maybe he's even dead...and now poor Ma'ant... I left him without a word or warning..." she sobbed. "Now I feel being really a monster."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn halted in her steps and grabbed her friend at the shoulders, turning her around to face her.

"It is o.k. that you have a submissive streak. But that does NOT mean everyone who plays into that one does it to do you a favor. Haerdon flat out raped you, Antides saw nothing more than a fucktoy in you, and for the mind flayer you were just the next thrall. None of them wanted to do you any good.

You HAVE to learn to separate between having fun yourself and the reasons the guy is doing what he does. They all were evil, and deserved what they got and more.

You are not."

She continued to stand there, looking straight into the gorgon's eyes, waiting for a reply.