Serpent's Tooth

Krolsheek for now did not even stir. Apparently the snake bites had driven himself to exhaust himself completey in his monumental ejaculation, giving all that he got, and Phyliss was not even sure whether the former slaver was still motionless as he continued to pin her down, his thick rod still wedged firmly inside her, the cloth of his chest spanning over his muscular chest squeezing her breasts between them.

"Well ..." Verialyn replied to Tendromus, loud enough that Phyliss would be able to hear her now that the noises of their rutting had died down "... you could ask her. And we could pull Krolsheek off her, I am sure she'd appreciate that either way.

Or you could start with me."
 
Phyliss did hear her, and some of her anger came up again.
"What, you..."
She tried to lift up Kroolshek, but he was to heavy and she was in a bad position, so he dropped down again and his large cock slid back in, and she moaned without wanting to, which stirred her anger even more.
"...am I a fucktoy? If I got out I would..." the gorgon stopped. What would she do? Beat her up? She did not know, and made an helpless angry squeal; close of starting a dramatic tantrum.

Tendromus was puzzled himself. He was completely stunned by Verialyns unexpected offer, as he could not deny how attractive she was, and he was shocked by Phyliss reaction, as he felt not only guilty for not saving her from Kroolshek, but also feared to be seen as potential rapist in her eyes - a thought that frightened and embarrassed him even more as it sounded so exciting. He made a step forward in a first attempt to free her of Kroolshek, proving his innocence by saving her, but he stopped as he realized this action could be misinterpreted.

"Please calm down...think of the neighbours..." he almost begged. If the gorgon would scream, everybody in the house would blame him for something he did not do, maybe some people would even burst into the room and team up on him.
 
Verialyn stepped up next to Tendromus, and while he hesitated she did not, getting a frim hold of Krolsheek and beginning to lift him up. Phyliss could feel his still hard memeber sliding out of her slowly.

"Please be honest to yourself" she told her friend. "It wasn't as bad as you make it out to be, was it?"
 
Phyliss could even hear Kroolsheks tool getting out of her wet snatch. She pouted and did not answer.
"I think I could not look into her eyes if I would..." whispered Tendromus to Verialyn, as she pulled Kroolshek away from the bed.
"WHAT ARE YOU TO WHISPERING?!" exploded Phyliss, sitting up in the bed.
 
"Well, then flip her onto her stomach and go at it from behind?" Verialyn helpfully suggested towards Tendromus as she finally tossed the former slaver's limp body off the gorgon, causing it to drop to the ground at the side of the bed in a crumpled pile.

To her friend she explaind "Nothing big. Tendromus here got quite inspired by watching how Krolsheek did you, and apparently he'd like to do the same, only he is a bit too shy about it. I have offered to substitute for you, but it seems he has a thing for snakes."
 
"What..why don't you do her instead?" she said, while Tendromus looked at her, like in trance.

"Forgive me, just that one touch..." almost shaking, his eyes closed he stretched out his arms to touch her full breasts, finding her nipples hard as he squeezed her breasts. Phyliss made an surprised squeak, as he grabbed harder then he wanted.
 
Verialyn just watched, silent, bemused and smiling. This time Phyliss had no excuse, as she most certainly was strong enough to fight Tendromus off ... if she wanted to.
 
For a moment Phyliss did not react to Tendromus' fondling, as she had a strange feeling in her head, somehow familiar, but she could not tell what it was. She did not know that this was the telepathic bond she shared with Verialyn for some years now, nothing that could pass a message, just contacting. This ability had vanished like all her magic powers, but now it build up, weak and distorted, but enough to reach Verialyn. Phyliss was not aware that she sent that impuls to her friend and just wondered about that feeling; she realized it had something to do with Tendromus groping her against her will.
"Really, I wonder about your manners." said the gorgon and pushed Tendromus's hands off her breast.
"I am..sorry..." stammered Tendromus, while the feeling in Phyliss' had just dissappeared after she had stopped Tendromus. In the same moment, the signal in Verialyn's head died off immediately.
 
"So apparently our gorgon lady does not want a second lover in such a short span of time" Verialyn commented with a smile. She had registered the mental prodding, an indication that her friends magic was slowly returning.

"So you better hold off groping her any further. Those snakes are dangerous I hear."
 
Phyliss turned around and sat on the bed, pulling her knees to her chin while she wrapped her arms around them She kept sitting there crrouched, facing the wll while she said nothing. She wasn't aware that it had been the tension of the sexual assault that activated her subconscious enough to bring back her magic.
Poor Tendromus felt humilated and moved back to his bed with hanging head and a read face, his hard cock gone limp. What had he done?
 
Verialyn with subtle grace steped up next to the former accountant, wrapped an arm around him and gently let her fingers encircle his waning manhood. "Don't take it too hard" she whispered at him "few could resist such an opportunity, and at least you haven't been scared by her snakes. That would have miffed her much harder."

Returning her focus to her firend she inquired, serious now: "You are okay?"
 
Tendromus sighted and layed down on his bed.
"But i shouldn't have done this. How can I look her in the face again?"

Phyliss didn't answer at first, while she stared pouting at the wall. There where so many thoughts in her mind, about her own role, her orientation, her loss and almost regain of that magic feeling, and the dramatic changes in her life.
"No." she finally said in a somehow feisty, but more tearful voice. Some tears started to flow from her watery eyes, and her lower lip trembled.
 
Verialyn let go of Tendromus, a bit miffed herself that the man showed no interest whatsoever in the charms she had to offer. Ah well, there were enough men out there to take his place ...

So she sat down next to her friend and reached out to embrace her ... almost. Just in time she remembered what had happened the last time the two had touched each other, or at least what her suspicion was, and so about an inch above the gorgon's skin her hand froze and she withdrew.

"What's bothering you, then?" she asked, in a clearly concerned voice.
 
"I...nearly...I thought I find myself back. My old, tough, selfcoonfident self. But all my powers are gone. They don't come back. And everbody just uses me like a piece of...oh." The gorgon started to cry.
 
"Then don't base your confidence on your powers. Not once had you told Krolsheek to leave you alone, else he would have."
 
"I couldn't" said Phyliss crying. "I... I wanted to, but I felt like paralyzed."
She tried to balance her voice, but didn't really succed, while tears run down her face.
"Then I had this strange buzzing in my head, and I could not... do anything."
 
"A strange feeling... like a hum. It came when Tendromus fondled my breasts and I had the feeling I have to push his hands away."
said the gorgon, still facing the fall, and her knees pulled up to her chin.
 
"I don't know. I just know I'll be finished if Antides or any haters will find us, as I haven't got my powers back and I don't know if I ever will."
 
"Hey, you still have me to look after you." Verialyn tried to comfort her friend "but it certainly won't hurt if you act with more confidence."

A short pause, a thought, an idea. "Why don't we practice that? Here, give Tendromus an order!"
 
"Me? an order?" she sniffed. She had been good at giving orders... She could try... She got up and glid down the bed, standing upwards, all nude as she looked at Tendromus who looked as he tried to creep below the bed.
"Mr. Tendromus? Will you remove Kroolshek?"
Tendromus hurried to get out of the bed and quickly dressed, still not able to look at Phyliss. He hastily started to put some clothes onto Kroolshek - dragging a drunk might raise only little interest, dragging a nude uncoscious guy through the hall was something else.
 
"That was good..." Verialyn had stepped up next to Phyliss and was whispering into her ear. "But Krolsheek seems to be a bit heavy for poor Tendromus. Want me to help him?"

After a second she could not resist adding "Or maybe order him to do me so you can watch?"
 
"ohh, why not..."
Suddenly Phyliss seemed to awake.
"No, you seem somehow to keen on that. You will help poor Tendromus to carry kroolshek in his room, wont you?" She seemed to find a little more security in her voice.
 
"Bah, spoilsport..." Verialyn pouted at Phyliss. She did rise off the bed, though.

"All right, Tendy, let's get the bloke back to his bed." As she crouched down and slipped her hands under the man's armpits she added towards Phyliss "Oh, and a hint. If you don't want to wake up with him all over you again, you best bet is to order him to leave you alone. You are getting the hang of it, it seems."

With no visible effort she stood up again, Korlsheek firmly in her grip while Tendromus took care of the feet, and began to leave.
 
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