Serpent's Tooth

Darren

OOC: Sorry.

As her nails dug into him he was really getting into it now. The pain, the pleasure, was the only thing that he wanted, and more! Damn she was so tight. So wet, and god damn sexy. His hands both enclosed around her throat, chocking her more with every single damn thrust he was giving her.

"Thats it! Dig into me. Ah! Tear into my skin!" Darren groaned as he felt her long sharp nails pierce into his flesh. "You are just a little slut aren't you. You like to be treated like a piece of meat. To have men fuck you, and beat you and treat you like garbage! Don't you!" He wasn't asking. He was just saying whatever was coming to his mind, what little he could gather in his head.

He also could fill himself getting close, but he needed her to fucking cum. "Cum for me. Cover my dick with your juices.. and I will properly reward you, you whore!" He growled as he really pressed against her airways. He didn't know how well she could withstand this. And he actually didn't care if she blacked out from lack of air. He was just too into the moment.
 
Darren was treating her brutal, his hands around her neck without mercy, but that was what she needed. She did not really think, and did not really listen, but his abusive words she got just added to the painful pleasure. Her squeaks and shrieks kept going, while she was close to coming. It didn't take long until she came, her body vibrating, and her squeals and shrieks even getting a pitch higher. Her mind was blank again, for from thinking about the dangers of the situation. Thinking and worrying was something nonexistant in her void, there was only pleasure and pain.
 
Verialyn commented Deklin's first deep thrust into her with a loud and drawn out moan. Had she overdone it? She hoped not. But the whole scene of being fucked and used as a display piece at the same time turned her on big time, and she relished finally having a nice piece of manmeat inside her, stretching her and fulfilling her dark hunger, and so promply her reply came from her head slumping weakly between her shoulders as all her concentration was on the region between her legs "I am happy my master enjoys fucking his newest servant."

Right then her chin was jerked upwards, and she was face to ... head with Thomas ready cock. For a few seconds she just looked at him, seemingly uncomprehending at first, growing almost annoyed as time progressed, while her body shook and her breasts swayed under Deklin's thrusts. Finally her lips did part, but only to speak "You are not my master. You are not to command me."

Let's see how they - both Deklin and Thomas - would react to that.
 
His weight pressed Phyliss deep into the bed and his cock penetrating her in full length was rock hard, as she opened her eyes and realized what has happened.
She screamed in shock, when she saw that he really was turned into stone. How did that happen? She could not renember, and she was desparate and hated herself, as she knew she could do nothing but wait and hope. Some men had survived the petrification, as Haerdon did, some were dead when the returned to their natural state. It would take hours before she would know. But she found herself trapped. Her legs were still tied to the bedposts, but she could not reach them as Darren was lying in top of her, heavier then any body could be. She could not shake him off, and his big cock, still filling her pussy, did hurt her as she moved. It felt like a large stone dildo rammed down inside her like a post.
 
That scream was different.

Verialyn knew that her friend liked to play rough, and that whimpers and squeals were part of that, but the true panic resonating in that one, loud enough to even reach down towards her, was different. Phyliss had a real problem.

Verialyn cursed under her breath, her face already turning serious while she still was mercilessly pounded by Deklin. Just when she was having so much fun ...

"Gah, get off of me..." In perfect synchronity one arm pushed Decklin, sending him toppling backwards until he landed on his behind, his stiff and moist prick standing upwards almost comically, as her other arm gave Thomas a shove to get him out of her way.

And just like that she vaulted forward over the couch and dashed out of the room, heading up the stairs in the general direction of that cry of help. Each door she passed was urgently slammed open, only to confirm that this was not the correct room either, urging her to rush on ... until she found them.

At first there was the surprise, but then Verialyn had to laugh standing butt naked in the doorway, her chest heaving as she threw back her head, the sight was just too comical. "Oh my, what an interesting foreplay ..."
 
"I...don't know how this happened... I didn't want to do this..."whimpered the gorgon. It wasn't the pain of the phallic stone piercing her, not his weight or the marks of the lashing on her back, but guilt of what she had done. Maybe he would survive, though. But she could not push him off, or remove the bondage on her legts, made out of her shredded clothes.
 
"We better get you out of this predicament then" Verialyn stepped closer and energetically grabbed the statue at its shoulders and hips, with one hand each. Her muscles flexed as she zestfully pulled back, causing the hardened remains of Darren to slip out of the gorgon and roll backwards onto the floor where he came to rest in a rather comical position.

She just had begun to undo the bindings that held her friend's legs as her sensible ears picked up shouting from below "Has anyone seen where the slut has gone!"
 
Phyliss undid the remaining bindings as she heard the voice below and came to her feet. She had wanted to weep and mourn about Darren, but she wasn't out of her mind enough to realize the situation. Her clothes were in her luggage with their servants. As this was Darrens room, she had nothing left to put on, so she remained standing stark nude in the room, looking over to Verialyn.
 
So far the commotion downstairs seemmed to stay there, presumably because they did not suspect that Verialyn might have escaped tot he upper floor. Which gave the two naked girls a bit of time.

"So what shall it be" Verialyn grinned back at her friend "Go downstairs and wreak havoc on them for their lacking hospitality? Or suffer our punishment for misbehaving?" An interesting thought, that one. "Or should we end our stay in this place? Maybe one of the cupboards holds something to cover ourselves, unless you like to jog naked through the forest."
 
Phyliss stopped a moment and thought.

"I will certainly not leave all my clothes and jewelery here. That's clear."

She listened again. "I deserve punishment...but I wont take it from Deklin. He ignored me when I spoke to him, and I should have revenge on him. I wont turn him to stone... let'S see how he reacts to snake venom."
 
Verialyn was about to check the cupboards when she heard her friend, causing her to raise an eyebrow "You want to poison him to death just because my tits distracted him so much he would not speak to you?" That sounded a little harsh to her, considering the kinky fun she just had had with the owner of the house, until they were so rudely interrupted. And it once more made her aware of her still throbbing hungry pussy which had not found release yet.

Examining the cupboards proved of little help. This seemed to be a man's room, and consequently the garments stored were mostly pants, shirts and the like.
 
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Phyliss sulked.
"But he insulted me. I spoke to him in a most dramatic manner, and he didn't even look at me properly. He just ignored me."
The gorgon made no attempt to search for clothes in here, as she know she would not find anything suitable. But she tried to move the statue in a more comfortable way, and putting a blanket beneath him.
 
"If you grip that handle between his legs he might be easier to move. Unless you fear it will break off" Verialyn advised in an amused tone as she watched the gorgon's rather comical efforts, doubting it would bring the statuesque man any real comfort.

"So you want to charge down like two naked berserkers, grab Verkul and Quomor, and then depart?"
 
The gorgon finally managed to put the statue down the blanket, without breaking any vital parts off.
"Quite right, except for one thing."
Phyliss looked bemused at Verialyn browsing through the male panties, while she ripped off the curtain. It was made from a heavy green satin and really long, perfect for a robe. With a few grips she wrapped it in a most fashionable way around her body. It easily matched with wrapped dresses in a good shop.
"You can go down naked, or put on some of this garment, as there is no other curtain or rug in here."
 
Verialyn had to laugh. That was just so typical of her friend, wrapping herself into a fine curtain just because it had some resemblance to a dress. Shaking her head as the grin lingered on her lips she tried to make up her mind herself. She did have some spare clothes in the carriage, and her dress should still be somewhere in the entrance hall. And until them...

Maybe it was her yet unsatisfied carnal hunger as she said "Well, they had ample opportunity to see me naked already, so why be overly formal. I'll just go as I am now. What is the plan?"
 
Phyliss grinned.
"Maybe we - or you - allure Deklin away, and then we grab him and I tell him what I think of him and then I will try my snakes on him. How about that?"
The gorgon put on her black stiletto-shoes, the only piece of clothing that survived Darrens attack. She checked her appearance in the mirror and found no flaws.
 
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"Aww come on, you can't go around killing everyone who ignored you. If you did I'd have noone to fuck." Verialyn retorted. "Besides, I doubt I will be able to lure Deklin anywhere. The moment he sees me he will try to bend me over then and there and continue where we left off. Not the worst thing, to be sure ..."
 
"So, what do you propose instead?"
Phyliss put another blanket over the statue.
"But he is not getting away with that. That was just to rude."
 
Verialyn shrugged, unable to come up with an elaborate plan.

"How about we just walk downstairs, ignore everyone, collect Verkul, Quomor and our things, and leave. And if they don't let us we make then do so. Unless you'd like to watch how Deklin nails me, that could also be fun."
 
"Well, maybe that's the best plan. But I don't like Deklin to enjoy himself. But we better collect our things. I hope they wont kill our servants."
 
"If they even so much as harm them you are free to use your snakes on whoever you want to ... if you can get to them before I do." And with that Verialyn determinedly strode towards the door.
 
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"Allright. Just let me say goodbye."
Phyliss lifted the blanket from the statue, kissed its lips, and then its erected stone cock. Without really being aware how odd it would look, she slided it into her mouth and shoved the stone penis deep into her mouth, deepthroating so hard her lips touched the base. She slide it out again and pulled the blanket over Darrens statue, then she joined her friend.
 
Verialyn led the pair down the corridor the other direction from where they had come from. And lo and behold, there was another staircase at the end of it, the commotion now sounding much farther away.

"Maybe this way we won't have to deal with the angry inhabitants?" she surmised with a smile as she began to descend the stairs.
 
Phyliss

"I don't fear them that much,as I just turned both magic shields on. But we have to get our luggage back of course. And the slaves, too."
The gorgon still feeled sorry and shocked for what had just happened upstairs, but maybe going into action was the best.
 
"The luggage first, then..." Verialyn replied in a hushed whisper now as they reached the bottom of the staircase. As it was built into the wall of the building there were two doors leading from it, one into the mansion proper, and the other one outside.

" I don't think they even have unloaded the carriage yet" with that she pushed down the doorhandle and slipped outside, keeping her back to the wall to minimize the risk of detection, and leading the way around the edge to the front, where they had left their vehicle. Only the place it formerly stood in was ... empty.

Verialyn was about to mutter a curse under her breath as her sharp eyes pierced the darkness of the night to see some movement on the road a good 50 yards away. "We better check that out..."
 
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