The Child of Destiny

[Nouh_Bdee]

“Stop! I’ll do it!” Darian couldn’t bear to see her suffer anymore, but it wasn’t stopping. He looked at Cybene in panic.

“I didn’t say it would stop when you promise to touch her, Darian. I said it would stop when you touch her.”

The paladin dove forward, his vow ignored. He buried his face in her folds, relieved to hear her stop screaming in pain. She was still shaking, and Darian hoped that was at least partially due to pleasure now as her licked between her legs. He had no idea why his mind had dreamed up this tortuous witch for this dream. Perhaps it was something in him that wanted to make love without the guilt of choice.

Whatever kind of somnolent construct she was, she was more creative than he was. “Good, good. Now, princess, turn around so you can both work on each other at the same time. Darian, just lie back.”

He rolled over, and saw Talia shift herself above him. Her puffy, red lips reappeared over his face, and he started licking them again. He would do anything to prevent the pain he’d seen her in, but this task was not particularly odious. She tasted like springtime, and hope. It was a marked contrast from the horror of the rest of this nightmare. Her moans were like music, rising and falling in rhythm with the wind and with his tongue.

Just when he was able to focus on Talia and her pleasure, and forget everything else, he felt her soft, warm mouth close over his rock-hard cock. He’d never felt anyone touch him there before. He couldn’t move for a minute while he adjusted to both the sensations and the idea that he was inside Talia’s mouth. She was so beautiful and such a sweet girl. He was starting to realize that he was in love with her, but considering the consequences of that to a paladin of Emmaryn was something he could think about in the morning. Right now, he had decided to go along with this strange, demented dream. The tongue circling his cock at the moment helped with that.

“Talia, dear, I do believe you’ve broken him. He’s never had a mouth on his cock before. It’s quite something, isn’t it Darian? I believe I’ve got a potion to grow one around here somewhere. I may have to take it and indulge myself with her little mouth before the night is out. What do you two think about that?”

The thought horrified him. He took his mouth off Talia’s flower to shout at Cybene. “Over my dead body!”

“Now, now, Darian. There’s no need for such threats! I intend for all four of us to make it out of this alive.” Her voice shifted from playful to much more threatening. “Don’t try to change my mind. You might succeed.”

He tried his best to ignore her and go back to licking Talia’s slick folds. It was hard to enjoy it as much as he wanted to, but when her mouth found his cock again it got easier.

 

[Emstar303]

Talia gasped in surprise when she felt Darian's lips against her sex. He had absolutely no technique, no experience, but it was everything because it was Darian. She moaned in pleasure. His eager lips and tongue against her folds and sensitive clit felt good, but the pleasure was tainted by his motivation. He was only pleasuring her because he'd been in desperation to stop her pain. Talia couldn't get past the fact they were being forced, no matter how excited she was to finally touch and taste his skin. Darian would never do this on his own. Was his reluctance only due to his vow? A small part of her was worried he just didn't like her. He was at least aroused by her, that much was certain, as the spectral hands rotated her so her face was aligned with this cock she found him to be fully erect. His cock bobbed against her lips each time it throbbed in anticipation of her. It was huge! Could she even fit that in her mouth? Well, she was going to try.

As Darian discovered her most intimately, Talia's heated moans breathed hotly upon his sensitive flesh. His cock was so much thicker and longer than any she'd ever seen or experienced. She did her best to ignore their dire circumstances and instead breathed Darian in deeply. His musky, manly scent brought her comfort. She ran her tongue along his cock first, just tasting, exploring. "Mmm," she couldn't help but verbally express her joy when his cock jumped in response to her tongue. She ran it up and down the length of him, then swirled it around the head, swept it into his slit, enjoying the taste of the salty precum that had gathered at the tip. Then she finally took him in her mouth. The head alone stretched her mouth wide. Talia moaned at the feeling of his cock in her mouth and the sensations Darian was bringing about between her legs. She slid her mouth down on him slowly, as far as she could without breaching her throat. Gods, she loved the way his thickness stretched her mouth. She wondered how that same thickness would feel inside her pussy, to have such a big cock take her virginity. She shivered at the thought and brought her lips back up, only to go back down again, her tongue twisting and turning around his cock as she did so. Talia was good at this, as many elvan young men would attest to her skill in quiet corners of bars after they'd had too much to drink. It wasn't a secret the Princess was a little promiscuous, at least in the eyes of humans she would be. To Talia, she was just enjoying her youth and experimentation before she'd be wed to one man for the rest of her life.

Talia had a fun, playful spirit - she liked to have fun and take and give pleasure. She liked pushing boundaries. She just wished finally having Darian wasn't tainted by the darkness of this witch who was forcing them. She felt guilty for enjoying this, but Darian clearly was as well, since he'd been unable to concentrate on her pleasure ever since Talia had taken him in her mouth. Cybene was greatly amused by the reaction of the paladin - Talia was too, to be honest. She liked to think some of his shock had to do with her skill and was not just in response to his first blowjob ever. Talia longed to be special to him. She wanted him to want her, but she never wanted it to be like this.

Cybene's crooked voice interrupting her sucking, telling Talia she'd broken him. Talia released Darian's cock with a loud pop when Cybene threatened to take a potion to grow a cock of her own to experience Talia's talented tongue herself. She was going to retort, but Darian beat her to it. Was there a hint of possession in his voice? Or did she just want him to want her so badly she'd imagined it?

Talia ignored Cybene's threats and resumed sucking on Darian. She tried to ignore the dark elf, but it was hard to do when the skeletal specters still held their limbs in place. Talia wished Cybene would release the specters - she longed to squeeze the muscular cheeks of Darian's ass, longed to fondle his balls and wrap her hand on the base of his cock to make up for the generous part of him she couldn't cover with her mouth. She tried her best to focus solely on Darian and ignore Cybene's taunts. She focused on the scent and taste of him, how wonderful it felt to give pleasure to such a noble and righteous man she'd wanted for so long.

Talia's hips wiggled a bit on Darian's mouth as her enthusiasm got the better of her. If she wasn't careful, she was going to make Darian blow his load before the ritual could complete! Cybene could not have that. She strode over and lifted Talia roughly by the back of the head, ripping out some strands of beautiful blond hair in the process. She yanked Talia's mouth off of Darian. Talia made a noise of protest but couldn't do anything to stop the witch in her restrained position. "I told you - don't make him cum! I know you're a slutty little elf but you must be patient. Trust me; you'll get what you want. He'll be inside you soon." She laughed gleefully, but it just sounded creepy.

"I don't want that!" Talia shouted, half-lying. She wanted it, of course, but only if Darian would be free of guilt. "Darian he - he mustn't forsake his vow!"

"I think that ship has long since sailed. You might as well enjoy yourselves!!" Cybene cackled and gripped Tali's hair tighter. The contrast of pain from Cybene and pleasure from Darian's lips was jarring.

"You-" Talia started to speak but Cybene slammed her mouth back down on Darian - all the way down. He bulged into her throat as Cybene forced the Princess to go balls deep. Her nose pressed into Darian's pelvis. Talia choked and sputtered around him, but Cybene held firm.

"Don't try and pretend you don't like it," she taunted. She twisted Talia's head from side to side. "I know you like it rough. I hear the servants once caught you in the kitchens with the cook's son's cock buried deep in your throat... Perhaps Darian would like to hear about the time at the tavern you were caught drunkenly sucking the guardsman's cock in the loo. Oh, your father must be so proud!"

Talia's only protest was a muffled moan and a choking sob as she fought against the weight of Cybene's hand. But Darian would see, feel the truth of it; her pussy pulsed and a rush of liquid gushed from her as Cybene held her down on Darian's cock. Gods, this was so embarrassing! She didn't want Darian to think any less of her, and she feared if he knew the extent and frequency of her sins he would no longer like her. He was so virtuous; she felt so dirty and unworthy compared to him. How had Cybene uncovered all this information anyway? Her parents had done everything in their power to quell the rumors. Besides, those incidents had been years ago... most of them.

Just as Talia's vision was dotting black, Cybene finally released her and Talia could breathe again. She gasped for breath and coughed violently. Cybene turned from her and to Darian then, stroked a long-nailed finger down his bare side. "Don't worry, Darian, I promise she likes it. What about you? Do you like it? Do you like her dirty little mouth wrapped around your pure, virgin cock? Don't worry - though she's swallowed gallons of cum she remains pure where it counts." Cybene grinned and leaned in close to Darian. "Do try to hold on, darling, the potion is almost ready."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian had felt something inside himself when Talia had been fondling his balls and stroking the base of his cock. The contact and pressure of her hands coupled with the warmth and wetness of her active mouth had his eyes rolling back in his head. He wondered if it would feel this good in real life. Before whatever that feeling was building to could happen, Cybene pulled Talia’s head off his straining pole. When she pushed it back, it felt completely different. He could hear her gagging.

“Stop, you’re hurting her!”

"Don't try and pretend you don't like it," the dark elf said to the princess. It definitely didn’t sound to Darian like she liked it. He hated that the witch was using his body to hurt her, but there was nothing he could do. He strained against the bony hands holding him in place, groaning into Talia’s warm, fragrant flower. He couldn’t budge. He couldn’t even pull back his hips to give Talia more room to breathe. He hated feeling so helpless, but most of all he hated how good her slick, warm throat felt on his sensitive shaft. Cybene shook Talia’s head, side to side, sending pulses of pleasure through Darian’s cock out into the rest of his body.

“She’s in pain!” He hoped complaining about her treatment would help him refocus away from the pleasure. It didn’t work. Even in a dream, hearing her suffer was too much for him to bear. He wanted to crush that witch with his bare hands.

"Don't worry, Darian, I promise she likes it. What about you? Do you like it?”

He did. Emmaryn help him, he did. He didn’t answer her, though. She didn’t deserve the satisfaction. She definitely didn’t need to know how much her crude speech excited him. He disagreed about Tali’s mouth being dirty, though. He didn’t care how many men had been inside it. It was hers, so it was perfect.

He kept silent, though, as Cybene waved her hands, the bony arms pulling them apart. They were left just barely out of reach, close enough to whisper but not close enough to touch.

“Alright, it’s set long enough. All that remains is to add the last ingredients, mix, and strain.”

Darian’s cock ached in the open air, hot enough to ignore the chill of Talia’s cooling saliva dripping off him.

“Basil, wormwood,” the witch muttered to herself as he worked.

“Talia, I…” Darian wasn’t even sure which words he was trying to get out at first. He had so many emotions coursing through him: rage, hurt, guilt, love, lust; it was hard to keep straight where they all came from. He felt a need to get it all out there, though. Maybe Dream-Talia could help him get his head on straight. “I never wanted this for you. I’m sorry my dream put you in pain.”

He took a breath, wondering what tomorrow would bring. How would he feel? Would she be able to read in his eyes what he’d dreamed tonight? He couldn’t ignore it, unless the gods of dreams saw fit to cast this experience into oblivion.

“Cat-tail, nasturtium…”

Darian took a breath. He had to tell her. He felt so confused and exhausted, even delirious. “My vow..I can’t break it, Talia...I don’t know what to do.”

He craned his neck to look at her face. She was so beautiful and perfect. She didn’t deserve what his mind had done to the image of her. He tried to stretch his lips into a weary smile. “No, not this. Even wet dreams are easy for Emmaryn to forgive. I don’t know how I can face you tomorrow. I don’t know how I can look at you, remembering your touch, your taste, the feeling of your lips on me, and go back to the way things were.” He laughed to himself, despite the pain in his balls. If this didn’t turn out to end in a wet dream, it might take him days to get over it. “And you won’t even remember it, because this is my dream. I’ve shared this with you, and I won’t have anyone to share it with.”

“At least the baby’s breath was easier to find than the cinquefoil and rhododendron. The violet was a bitch, as well. There are so many fucking flowers in this forest I thought I’d be able to gather them on the way.”

Cybene’s mortar and pestle were placed back on the altar, and she now had two small clay cups. She was still nude, her large, gravity-defying breasts scarcely wobbling as she turned. She held one of the cups under her nose and breathed in. “Hee hee hee! I’ve outdone myself this time. If you two can control yourselves at all after this then I’ve underestimated you.” She bent down, inches from Darian’s stiff cock. She stared at it for a few seconds before smacking her lips and standing back up to look Talia in the eye. “You lucky bitch.”

Darian’s protest was half-hearted at best. He felt defeated, nearly broken. “What are you going to do to us?”

Cybene’s smile was guileless and gleeful, but that didn’t make Darian feel any better. She leaned close to him, whispering in his ear. “Oh, you’re going to love it, paladin.” She straightened up to address both of them again with a playful little dance of her hips. “Now then, bottoms up, my lovelies!”

 

[Emstar303]

Cybene had her skeletal thralls pull them apart. Talia made a soft noise of protest at the loss of contact - she would have preferred to have her body pressing into Darian’s again. His body against hers was comforting in this strange erotic nightmare, but no matter how she struggled she could not bring her body closer to his. Cybene had the specters hold them wide open to each other just out of reach of the other. Talia could not help but stare at his body. His cock stood proud in the cool night air, thick and throbbing from her mouth, thicker and longer than any cock she’d seen.

Darian made a speech about not being able to break his vow, even in a dream, and that he was sorry his dream put her in pain. Talia shook her head fiercely. “I don’t think you could dream up such a nightmare, Darian,” she said earnestly.

Darian still seemed to think he was dreaming, but Talia wasn't entirely sure this was a dream any longer. The ache in her throat and the pleasure Darian had given her just felt too real. He said he didn't know how'd he'd face her tomorrow, having touched and tasted her in this dream, but Talia wanted to touch and taste him every day in real life. She felt guilty and selfish for that - that a big part of her was enjoying this, even though the other part of her was enraged by the circumstances. She'd been fantasizing about him falling for her for years now, about him leaving his goddess because he fell helplessly in love with her, but she never wanted it to be like this.

"Darian..." she hesitated. She didn't want him to feel even worse than he already did about compromising his vow. Knowing this was real would be devastating to him. Still, she couldn't keep her suspicions to herself. She had to tell him. "I will remember it tomorrow because I don't think this is a dream. I think… I think this is real."

Before they could speak further Cybene returned, carrying two small cups. She neither confirmed nor denied the reality of their situation. The way she spoke of the potion made Talia think it was some sort of aphrodisiac, but Cybene didn’t give it to them just yet. Instead, she bent down in front of Darian, mere inches from his cock, close enough she could breathe in his scent. Talia’s nostrils flared in rage with possessive desire and she kicked against her spectral captors. “Get away from him!”

Cybene stood and smirked at her. “You lucky bitch,” she said simply.

Talia didn’t understand - if Cybene wanted him that badly couldn’t she just have him? Given their circumstances, there really was nothing they could do to stop her. Why did she want Talia to be the one doing sexual acts with Darian instead? And why did she keep alluding to a child? Did she mean to get Talia pregnant? Talia was terrified at the thought. And again, why could she not just do it herself? Of course Talia wanted to have sex with Darian, but not like this. Talia was scared to learn of the witch’s plans. She could tell from the tone in Darian’s voice when he asked what she was going to do to them that he was scared as well, defeated at least. Talia had never heard such a somber tone from him before. It made her even more apprehensive of what was to come.

Again Talia’s grew enraged and struggled harder against the hands locking her limbs in place when Cybene got close to Darian. This time the dark elf whispered in his ear but Talia couldn’t hear what was said.

“Now then, bottoms up, my lovelies!” Cybene said cheerfully as if she were making a toast with them at the tavern over ale and not about to give them a concoction mixed with Talia’s literal cum. She held the cup close to Darian’s lips, but then pulled back. “Don’t think you can just spit it out, either. You’ve both got to drink the entire thing for the ritual to work. And trust me, you’re going to want it to work.”

Above Cybene the image of Tarilon appeared, sleeping soundly. In the vision, spectral hands similar to the ones Cybene had conjured now wrapped around her brother’s throat. Talia gasped, enthralled by what she saw. There was no way to know if it was a real reflection of what was happening in Tarilon’s bed chambers or just a vile vision Cybene conjured. Talia couldn’t take the chance this was real.

“Give us the potion,” she said, determined. She answered for both of them but knew Darian would feel the same. He had too - surely he would put the lives of others above his vow of chastity.

“Good girl,” Cybene said.

All of a sudden, the skeletal spectral hands vanished and Talia and Darian fell onto a bed of soft flowers underneath them, flowers that shot through the spaces between the stone floor, beautifully defiant.

Cybene stared at them expectantly as they stumbled to their feet, then handed each of them the potion. She had no doubt they would drink it after the morbid vision she’d threatened them with. Talia wanted to smack that smug, overconfident look off her face, no, better yet, burn it off with a fireball, but instead all she did was accept the cup Cybene handed to her and drank. Her magic was blocked, there was nothing she could do. She wasn’t strong enough, and the illusion of her brother’s demise still loomed above Cybene. The spector in the vision gave a brief squeeze to Tarilon’s throat, threatening, as Cybene stared at them expectantly, rubbing her hard nipples, waiting for the potion to kick in, waiting for the lust to overcome them.

There was a warm pit in Talia's stomach from the potion, and very slowly that warmth was spreading to the rest of her body. She nearly fell to her knees at the intensity of the feeling as it reached her core. It was a desperate, urgent, borderline painful desire. Overcome by lust, Talia turned to Darian and moaned softly. She wanted him so, so much. Needed him. Fresh liquid dripped from her core, her flower absolutely desperate to be filled by him. Only he could stop the lustful desperation she was feeling. Was the potion affecting him just as strongly? Her eyes racked up his strong, naked body to meet his eyes.

“There’s no use resisting, give in to your desires,” Cybene crooned.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian downed the small cup of potion. The flavor was sticky, herbal, and a little bitter. It wasn’t bad, but whatever Cybene had added to Talia’s natural juices hadn’t been an improvement. Even before he felt the effects, he knew he was committed to doing whatever Cybene wanted. The absolute helplessness he felt, plus the anguish of seeing Tarilon in danger and his sister in pain, had drained all the fight out of him.

Once the potion kicked in, he didn’t think he could have stopped himself if he’d tried. He looked down at Talia’s spit-soaked slit. She was swollen and dripping. The change to his own body was much more obvious. He had never been so hard, or so thick, or so long, or so red, or so sensitive. He could feel the breeze blow against the tender skin of his iron rod. He ached to find somewhere warm and wet to slide it into.

Knowing that the warm and wet hole that belonged to his sweet and beautiful princess would soon be his cock’s temporary home almost drove him mad with impatient desire. Even raging, lust-mad, insensate, he still couldn’t bring himself to just take her—not until she asked him to.

He stepped closer, accidentally brushing the tip of his cock against her hip. He moaned at the contact and pulled his hips back. He looked into her eyes, pain and need and guilt etched into his own. “I’m sorry…” He was sorry for everything: for dreaming this nightmare, for seeing her in pain and her brother in danger, and most of all for wanting her so badly.

“We don’t have all night, you sweet little fuckers!” Cybene walked behind Darian and slapped him on the ass. “Let’s start with a kiss.”

Darian wanted to kiss Talia so badly, but not like this. He put his hand on her chin. He brought his lips down to hers, gently pressing them together.

“A real kiss!” Cybene shouted, before lowering her voice to a barely audible murmur. “Virgins! Every prophecy! Why virgins?!”

Darian parted Talia’s lips with his tongue and moaned into her mouth. Her lips were so soft and he was so hungry for her. His tongue explored inside her mouth.

Cybene approved. “Oh, yeah. That’s good.”

Their lips mashed together, desperate for more and more contact. Darian put his hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair and pulling her face into his.

“Kiss her like that, paladin. Goddess, I’m getting wet. Just. Like. That.”

Darian pulled away, mostly for air but also to spite the witch.

“Good, that’s enough kissing, now turn her around and squeeze her tits from behind, like you snuck up on her and you might take her from behind.”

Darian couldn’t bear to see either of the twins hurt. He reluctantly turned Talia around and put his hands on her breasts. He had never felt breasts before, but he thought Talia’s were exquisite. They were soft and firm at the same time, with stiff little nipples poking into his palm. He moaned again as his cock was pressed between their bodies.

“Yes, let that beautiful prick slide between those virgin asscheeks, Darian. Now, squeeze her nipples. Squeeze them!”

 

[Emstar303]

When Darian's cock brushed against her thigh, she moaned along with him. Just that slight touch had sent a jolt of heat through her. She stared into his beautiful eyes, leaned forward so his cock made contact with her thigh again. Her breath came harder. She wanted him so much.

Cybene wasn't a patient witch. She didn't care for their glances of longing - she wanted action! She told them to kiss and Darian closed the remaining distance between them, gently placed his fingertips under her chin and pulled her in, chastely brushing his lips against her own. Talia's eyes closed at the gentle kiss. She sighed in longing and pressed her body more firmly against his as Cybene ordered him to kiss her deeper. Talia felt so many sparks just from their contact, and when Darian parted her lips with his tongue, she didn't think she'd ever find anyone who could grant her such pleasure again.

Darian's kiss was everything she'd ever wanted and everything she'd ever feared. They could never go back from this. It was exquisite kissing him - his soft lips against her own, his tongue opening her lips and exploring her mouth. She was overjoyed to have his first kiss, his first everything, but also horrified at the nature of this coupling, at the incredible wetness that leaked from her center and the manipulated lust from Cybene's magic and potions. But as Darian kissed her deeper, Talia found she couldn't quite care for long. Tasting him this way was on par with sucking his cock. Her stomach fluttered and her pussy clenched. She tangled her tongue along his, moaned into his mouth. She tasted her taste on his tongue. She pressed her naked body eagerly against his, moaning at the contact of his bare cock against her stomach. Gods, he felt so good. She needed to be filled by him, needed his cock inside of her so badly. He ran his hand through her hair and held her firmly against him. Talia never wanted to let him go.

He pulled away too soon as Cybene requested him to get behind her. Talia protested even as he repositioned himself at her behind, her cock pressing urgently into the crevice of her ass. She longed for more of his kisses. That hadn't been enough. Talia breathed hard. She'd never had anyone so intimately against her. She was glad it was Darian, but everything else about this scenario was nightmarish.

“Yes, let that beautiful prick slide between those virgin asscheeks, Darian. Now, squeeze her nipples. Squeeze them!”

Talia heard Cybene's excited voice from afar. Most of her was focused on Darian and the sounds he was making. His fast breathing, his gentle groans every time his cock slid against her. Talia couldn't help it. She stood on tip toe so his huge, human cock would slip between her thighs. She moaned at the feeling of his cock against her, the top of it teasing her clit. His big hands cupped her medium breasts and toyed with her hard pebbles. "Mmm..." Talia moaned wantonly. She needed him inside her. Her flower was dripping her nectar all over him. She ground her ass against him, rubbing his cockhead against her clit. "Oh Darian..." she moaned. She reached a hand behind her and squeezed his ass

Cybene clapped gleefully and gave her next instruction. "Let him inside, Talia."

Overcome with lust, Talia aligned his cockhead with her opening. She was so, so wet and needy for him that it wasn't as difficult as it could have been to press his wide, human cockhead into her tiny, elevan sheath. She cried out in pleasure-pain when she moved her hips just so and his cockhead popped inside her opening. "Ohhh! Mmmmm," Talia couldn't form a coherent sentence. She'd never felt such a pleasure before. It was intoxicating. She gently moved her hips over his, grinding the tip of his cock inside her. Then she craned her neck to capture his lips with hers. She needed to taste him, needed to feel every part of him.

"Bend her over, Darian, give it to her nice and deep, stretch out that tiny, virgin pussy of hers," Cybene insisted. One hand toyed with her own dark nipple as the other rubbed between her legs. Her voice was sultry and breathless as she got off on orchestrating the two lovers.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian had felt the pressure at the head of his cock as Talia guided it toward her flower, and it was wonderful. It soothed and teased his swollen member in equal measure. He was not at all prepared for what it would feel like when she shifted her hips and the head disappeared inside her. Her tight folds squeezed him and pulled him in, sending moans of pleasure out of his mouth, unbidden. He squeezed both of her nipples in time with her own moans and devoured her mouth when she turned it to him. He rocked his hips, ever so slightly moving his cockhead in and out of Talia’s opening and moaning into her mouth.

If sex felt this good, how on earth was he ever going to keep his vow in the waling world? He could only hope he forgot this dream before he woke, because if he remembered it in the morning it would be with him the rest of his life, constantly whispering to him of the pleasure he was forgoing.

The witch asked him to bend Talia over and take her deeply. His instincts were in agreement, wanting him to bury himself in her to the hilt. He leaned her forward onto the petal-strewn ground and grasped the feminine curve of her hips to pump in and out of her, slowly. Every stroke was a beautiful agony as his aching cock was finally driven home.

“Yes, Darian, take her like the slut she is, like an animal you can’t wait to breed.” Cybene stood next to them and reached down to where their hips met. She tickled his balls with her dark fingernails and then cupped them in her soft, warm hand. Darian growled in indignation at how good it felt, hating that it came from her. He felt a shock inside his pulsing sack and realized she had cast a spell. “Just making sure you’re not a minuteman tonight, dearie. I know you’re new at this. I want to make sure we all enjoy ourselves.”

She stepped around to the front and looked down at Talia’s face. “Come on, knight, you can make love after you wake up tomorrow. Fuck her, already. I can see she wants it!”

Darian started thrusting into her more aggressively, and he was rewarded with moans from his princess. Cybene, however, was less impressed. She sat down right in front of Talia, one leg on either side, and one hand on her face. “What’s wrong, princess? I know he’s plenty big enough for you.” Darian couldn’t hear Talia’s breathless reply. He didn’t know if she said something true to the witch or the witch guessed. Either way, she leaned in to Talia’s face and stage-whispered loudly enough for Darian to hear.

“Don’t like being taken like a beast? Want to look your shining knight in the eyes as he sullies himself deep in your snatch? Huh?” Cybene tapped her finger on her chin exaggeratedly. “I’ll give you two choices, and you—No! Three choices. One, I keep moving you two around like my own personal fuckdolls, and maybe you like it and maybe you don’t. Two, you can be in whatever position you want as long as your big, strapping man back there is making me come all over his thick, strong fingers.” She smiled and winked at Darian, who was still thrusting in amd out of Talia’s depths, barely able to concentrate on the witch’s words. “Three, you use that tongue to make sure I am well satisfied, and then you can finish this staring deeply into each other’s eyes and quivering or whatever. I’m not even sure which option is my favorite!”

Darian kept up his steady thrusting, equally horrified and intrigued and horrified again at the witch’s proposal. Talia was moaning above Cybene’s naked body, but she hadn’t answered.

She bopped the princess on the nose playfully. “I know it’s hard to speak when you’re getting a pounding, dearie, but if you don't choose I’m just going to do what I want…”

 

[Emstar303]

Talia moaned as they kissed deeply and Darian fucked her gently with his cockhead. She was glad he was taking it slow, was glad she'd found a way to kiss him from this angle despite their difference in height. But then Cybene ordered him to bend her over. This would mean he'd have to stop kissing her. Talia groaned in protest. She wanted to go slow with him. She wanted to look upon his face as he entered her inch by inch. Instead, he gave in to Cybene's demands and bent her over like an animal. The proud part of Princess Talia hated it, but the raw, primal side of her rejoiced in the pressure of his hands digging into her hips and the intensity at which he suddenly thrust inside her, like he wasn't just giving in to Cybene's demands but like he couldn't hold himself back anymore, like he absolutely had to bury the entirety of his cock inside her. It was incredibly hot. It also hurt, even though he was going slowly. Talia's moans sounded more like pained whines for the first few thrusts as her lithe little body got accustomed to Darian's big, thick cock.

Talia's whole body shook each time he thrust inside, her breasts jiggling in the cool night air, nipples hard as sharp stone. The discomfort soon turned to pleasure as Darian keep pumping his cock inside her, stretching her open to him with each thrust. He kept hitting a sensitive spot deep inside her, and then at a greater frequency when Cybene told him to speed up. It was all she'd ever wanted, to be with him in this way, but never like this. Would this be the first and last time she got to have him? The man's mind unwilling and not able to look upon his face? Talia choked out a sob even as great pleasure burned inside her. That big, hard, thick cock of his kept hitting a sensitive spot inside her again and again. He felt so good. He was going to make her cum. Talia's moans escalated as her orgasm struck. She shuddered over Darian like a leaf clinging desperately to a sturdy tree in a lightning storm. One hand gripped his hip tight as her pussy pulsed around him. She just wished she could gaze upon his face, but it was hard to see him from this position. She moaned and cried all at once. As her orgasm subsided, she realized Cybene had gotten closer to Darian, and she longed to burn the evil witch to death for it.

Then Cybene knelt down beside her and asked her what was wrong. What a stupid question. Apparently tears had stained her cheeks even as she'd experienced such bliss, and Cybene had noticed. How could she explain to such a vile and awful woman that while she enjoyed their fucking, she'd wanted their first time to be slow and savoring, that she wanted him to willingly lose his religion because of his love for her? That she wanted to gaze into his eyes and wrap her legs around his hips as she drew him into her, pulling him deeper inside her at their own pace? Instead, she said simply, "I want to switch positions."

“Don’t like being taken like a beast? Want to look your shining knight in the eyes as he sullies himself deep in your snatch? Huh?”

Apparently, the witch was more akin to her emotions than she'd suspected. The way she described Darian's fall from grace inside of her snatch made it sound far less romantic than Talia had dreamed it to be and a fresh wave of guilt washed over her at the realization she was basically acting like a common whore, cumming around his cock within minutes of him entering her, gasping and moaning as he took her from behind like an animal. She'd always flirted with him too, practically begging him to give up his religion for her. She was a temptress. So wrapped up in her guilt, she nearly missed Cybene's question. Apparently, she had 3 choices. Cybene encouraged her to answer.

"Option 3," She said before it was too late, before Cybene laid her hands on Darian again or ripped them apart with the ghostly hands. She didn't want Cybene anywhere near Darian. She didn't want to suck off whatever kind of monstrous cock Cybene would conjure for herself, or lick between her purple folds, but more than that she didn't want the witch, tainted with evil, to touch her pure paladin. She also was tired of the cold, dead hands throwing them around. She would do anything to prevent Cybene from touching Darian again. She loved Darian and wanted to protect him. This had to be worse for him than it was for her - she'd always wanted him, and even though this was horrible and forced and she couldn't gaze upon him, it wasn't like she was breaking any lifelong vows.

Cybene grinned in delight. "Good choice. Time to see if the rumors of your talented tongue are indeed true." She turned from them and pulled a vial from the desk where the mortar and pestle rested. "While you two were otherwise distracted I found my cock potion!" she said it like they were supposed to be excited. As she watched the paladin fuck the wood elf at a steady, deep pace, Cybene groaned in pleasure then downed the entirety of the potion in one gulp.

Talia watched in horror and a sick excitement she couldn't explain as Cybene's clit enlarged and grew and grew.. and grew! Talia's eyes went wide and she squeezed Darian's ass tighter in fear at the huge cock Cybene had grown.

"Oh ho ho! It looks like I may have taken too much. Don't worry my little princess, I wouldn't dream of hurting you with it," Cyebene said. She approached the pair of them again, huge purple cock swaying between her legs. Her dark violet folds still remained underneath her newly grown manhood, dripping and desperate to be filled like Talia was. Her new cock was easily twice the length of Darian's. It was almost otherworldly in it's enomority. Talia was terrified as Cybene pressed her massive purple cockhead against Talia's lips. Talia had no choice but to open her lips wide and accept Cybene's cock into her mouth. True to her word, for now, Cybene didn't force Talia to take any more. Talia closed her eyes and tried to focus on Darian's steady thrusting as she began to worship Cybene's fresh cock with her talented mouth. She swirled the tongue around the tip, slowly took more of the sorceress's huge cock inside her mouth.

Talia groaned around Cybene's cock, helpless, caught between Darian's thrusting and the wicked dark elf sorceress. From Cybene's position, she could stare right into Darian's eyes, she could see his expression as pleasure shook his body. Talia was jealous of that. She sucked Cybene's cock harder, desperate to get her off so she could look upon Darian's face.

But Cybene had a high tolerance for pleasure, and she enjoyed tormenting the paladin. She leaned over Talia's body, positioning her massive breasts closer to Darian's face as she gently fucked Talia's face. "You can touch them. I know you want to." She leaned in even closer, practically shoving them in his face now.

Talia tried to push off of the elf to protest, remind Cybene she'd picked option 3, not option 2, but Cybene wouldn't let Talia up. Cybene leaned forward into Talia's mouth, moaning, bringing her massive breasts closer to Darian's face as Talia choked helplessly. She was no longer being as gentle as she'd promised, but Talia could handle it. She opened her throat so Cybene's cockhead breached it slightly. She breathed through her nose then slowly got into a rhythm, counting on Cybene's promise to let her be with Darian in any position she pleased if she made sure to satisfy the dark witch. She just hoped Cybene wouldn't try to force any of this massive cock down her throat - it was already stretching her to capacity and it wasn't even halfway inside. Talia tried to focus on the sensations Darian was causing inside her instead, his perfect cock sliding in and out of her wet, juicy pussy.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian was horrified to see Cybene grow a huge cock out of her crotch. He should’ve known she wasn’t joking when she’d suggested it earlier. He was even more horrified to see her push that cock into Talia’s mouth. He didn’t even want to think about it. He felt so powerless, unable to do anything to protect Talia from that kind of treatment. He could only hope that Cybene would be true to her word and leave them alone after Talia...did what she had to do.

The dark elf didn’t make it any easier on them while she was getting sucked, though. The part of Darian’s mind that he had worked so hard to suppress all these years was fascinated by the full, plump, dark gray breasts hanging off her chest.

“No thank you,” he refused, not wanting to antagonize her any more than necessary. It doesn’t work.

Cybene stroked Talia’s blind hair with her dark fingernails. “That didn’t sound very sincere to me, princess. I know he’s in love with you, but maybe he wouldn’t mind a little play on the side…”

Darian wanted to shout her down and make sure Talia knew that if he was ever going to reject his vows for anyone, it would be her, but he was too distracted by the feeling of the princess’s body gripping his stiff cock. He ignored the witch. She shrugged, and tried a different tack.

“Her mouth feels so good, doesn’t it, Darian? Those soft lips squeezing my magical cock while that little tongue teases underneath? I’m in heaven!”

He didn’t respond, focusing instead on thrusting into Talia’s warm, wet hole. He felt a pressure build in his balls, but it didn’t go anywhere from there. The spell Cybene cast on him must be keeping him from finishing for now. He was in limbo, pushing in and out and just enjoying the sensation.

“Oh, that’s so good! Talia, dear, use your hands, too. Here, I’ll help hold you up.” She snapped her fingers, and Darian saw two bony arms appear to hold Talia’s upper body in the air. Darian couldn’t see for certain, but he thought the hands were squeezing her breasts.

The witch looked at the paladin with a devious smile. “You’ve had both ends, Darian. Tell me, which one is better?”

Darian struggled to keep thrusting despite his anger. “Just finish and leave us alone, and be glad I don’t run you through in the waking world.”

The witch smiled as her hips pushed into the princess’s face. “Darian! I’m appalled! After all I’ve done for you, all the pleasure I have given you the freedom to experience, you resort to threats of violence?” Her mock indignation faded, replaced by a sly, knowing smirk. “Is it because I haven’t let you cum yet? But Darian, that’s a favor I’m doing for your dear, sweet princess! Think of it as a reward for the skilled, thorough job she’s doing sucking this thick, magic cock.” Cybene moaned, squeezing one dark purple nipple between two fingers. “Don’t worry, she’s almost done. I can feel a big one coming…”

 

[Emstar303]

Talia was relieved when Darian rejected Cybene's breasts, but her blood soon boiled at Cybene's continued insistence. The dark elf ran one hand through Talia's silvery blonde hair while the other tweaked one her own hard nipples at Darian, commenting that maybe he'd like some fun on the side despite being balls deep inside of Talia. Talia had never felt such jealously before... because Cybene was right, Darian's denial hadn't sounded completely convincing. She was angry, but not at Darian, he was only a man. Talia wanted to bite Cybene's cock in her anger, but instead, she just growled around it. This dark witch had better cum soon so Talia could cleanse her mouth with some more of Darian's sweet kisses, if he'd let her.

She felt like a naughty nymph instead of a wood elf as she got fucked in her mouth and pussy at the same time by the dark witch and the man of her dreams. Nightmares from one end and dreams from another... although if she were honest with herself being double stuffed like this was a little exciting. Gods, she really was naughty! Cybene had the ghostly hands lift her up, gently supporting her breasts so she was suspended between Darian and Cybene, with ghostly fingers teasing her nipples. Talia worked her hands on the base of Cybene's cock, stroking in time with her sucking as Cybene taunted Darian. The dark witch warned them she was going to cum soon. Talia had never felt so wet in her life as Darian kept sliding in and out of her tight, hot sheath. She could feel another orgasm building herself.

Talia felt Cybene swell inside her throat, Darian was swelling too, but unlike Cybene, Darian would get no relief until the witch deemed it. Talia could feel her own body barreling forward at the dual sensations and she came, moaning around Cybene's pulsing cock as the dark elf began cumming down her throat. Her cunt starting clenching uncontrollably around Darian's rock hard cock; it surely would have milked him dry if not for the vitality spell Cybene had put in place.

The sorceress held Talia's head down as she unloaded, not pushing, just keeping it in place as Talia lapped her tongue around it relentlessly and kept stroking the base to finish Cybene off as quickly as possibl. Cybene's moan was guttural and her whole body shook with the force of her release, her large, dark grey breasts topped with hard, purple nipples swayed enticingly in Darian's face while the Princess's flower fluttered around him.

Cybene hadn't been exaggerating about the force of her orgasm - if anything she'd been modest in describing the amount of cum she shot down Talia's slender throat. Surely it was at least a small gobletful. Talia gulped it all down obediently - anything to satisfy the witch and get her away from them. She wanted to "stare deeply into Darian's eyes and quiver" as Cybene had put it, as foolish as that was. She just wanted to delete Cybene from this encounter entirely and cling to Darian with her entire body.

"Mmmm she's such a hungry little cum slut, Darian..." Cybene moaned as Talia swallowed all the cum she had to offer. "No Goddess could match the Heaven that is our fair Princess's mouth," Cybene growled as she finally finished emptying the contents of her newly acquired ballsack into Talia. Oddly enough, once emptied, her cock shrunk and her balls shriveled then disappeared altogether. What a freaking crazy, horrifying potion! Talia wondered briefly if Shianna's mom knew about this one.

Cybene finally pulled out of Talia's mouth, a thread of cum and spit still connecting them. A gush of excess cum spilled from Talia's mouth and she spat it onto the floor in disgust.

Having had her fun, for now, Cybene snapped her fingers and the ghostly hands cupping Talia's breasts disappeared. She strode away from them, a little wobbly from the powerful orgasm Princess Talia had given her. Despite her weakened state, Talia and Darian knew they couldn't try anything - she was too powerful and her threats against Tarilon seemed too real.

Breathing deeply, Talia pulled her body forward and off of Darian. She turned around and grabbed him, not wanting to be a part from his body for even an instant. She finally had the chance to look him in his eyes for the first time since being penetrated. Yet now that she had the opportunity to look at him, to try and decipher the look in his eyes, she found she could hardly do it. She felt ashamed for enjoying this so much, guilt for wanting to look into his eyes and pretend they were alone and making love. Maybe it would be better if she stayed facing away from him, maybe it would be easier that way for him to keep some semblance of his vow. Maybe she should beg Cybene to release him from his vitality spell and let him cum already, get it over with...

But Talia did none of these things, because selfishly she needed to look at him. She needed his comfort. She felt dirty and used, she wanted Darian to make her feel special. She finally brought her eyes up to meet his. It was only when she met his eyes that she realized she was crying, for he was a little blurry.

Talia breathed heavily, body shaking. Despite her tears she was still so incredibly horny, even though she'd cum mere moments ago. Cybene's concoction was incredibly powerful.

"My word she really is a selfish slut! She's finally gotten you all to herself and all she can bring herself to do is cry about it! Are you sure you don't want me to step in?" Cybene's crackling, raspy voice spurred Talia to act. She shook her head violently but otherwise ignored her. She wiped her face, fingertips flicking a combination of tears and a bit of cum to the ground. She reached for Darian, then pressed her body to him, chest to chest.

"I'm sorry..."

She pulled him down on top of her. She spread her legs wide and wrapped them around his waist, pulling his naked body into her.

"I need you..."

She squeezed her hands into his back, gasped when she felt his cock at her entrance. Her toes curled in anticipation as she tried to write Cybene out of this moment and focus on the intimacy of the moment with the man she'd wanted for so long.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Talia’s tears broke Darian’s heart. He couldn’t bear seeing her cry. He smiled a smile he didn’t feel, and said the words he did. “I love you, Talia. Goddess help me I do. She’s not wrong about that.” The words may have been true, but the calm assurance in his voice and on his face was as false as it comes. He felt broken, defeated, hardly worthy to hold and comfort his princess, much less make love to her.

As she pulled his hips into hers, he wiped more of the witch’s emissions off the princess’s face. Then, he leaned down and kissed her, the tip of his cock resting just inside her entrance. She didn’t taste as nice as she did without the dark elf’s cum, but Darian didn’t care. He wanted to kiss his princess, and so he did. He was sure he wasn’t a good kisser, but there wasn’t time for Talia to teach him right now, so she would have to make do.

Darian broke the kiss, and slid the head of his cock inside her, just past her entrance. She felt perfect: warm, wet, and tight. He wanted to go slowly, reassuring her along the way, but it took a mountain of willpower. He whispered in her ear. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Ugh! If you’re going to be disgustingly sweet, warn me so I can plug my ears myself.”

Darian turned to the sorceress with a glare. “Then plug them! She has earned this! Even by your own words!” The witch was lounging nearby on the bed of flowers, watching them. For once, she wasn’t touching herself. She rolled her eyes at Darian’s words, but she snapped her fingers and two bony arms appeared, sticking their skeletal fingers in her ears.

Darian didn’t bother whispering when he turned back to Talia, reinvigorated. Let the witch hear. “Do you know my favorite of your features?” He kissed her cheek until she shook her head. “Me neither. I haven’t been able to decide. Let’s find out.” He kissed the tip of her nose, and shook his head. “No. It’s perfect, but it’s not my favorite.” He kissed the top of her head, lips buried in her blonde hair. “Not that either.” He kissed the tips of her pointed ears, flicking his tongue back and forth over the cartilage. That got a smile out of her. Darian pointed at her upturned mouth. “That’s it! That’s my favorite!” Satisfied, he started rocking back and forth inside her.

Darian thought that breaking his vow, even in a dream, would feel wrong. He thought he would feel guilty in the moment, duplicitous or craven. He didn’t. It felt right. He felt at home inside Talia’s warm depths. He felt like that was where he was supposed to be. He felt amazing. The physical sensations going through the most sensitive parts of his body were making his eyes roll back in his head. He felt that rising, tugging sensation again, and he assumed that was Cybene’s spell keeping him from finishing. In some ways he appreciated it, because he wanted to just keep feeling these sensations.

 

[Emstar303]

Darian told her he loved her! Talia's heart swelled at the words. She believed him, but she also knew they were in a desperate situation and he didn't know everything about her, despite all their time together. She wondered if he'd still love her if he knew about all her supposed sins, all the men who'd plundered the depths of her mouth with their kisses and all the cocks she'd sucked. If he knew she sometimes drank to excess and got high deep in the forest with Aubree and Shianni, would he still love her then? Or would he shun her as a heathen?

She kept these fears to herself however, and simply answered in earnest, "I love you too."

He was looking at her with such tenderness. He gently wiped some of the wretched witch's evil essence from her cheek then leaned down to kiss her with his perfect, inexperienced lips. Talia appreciated that he was trying to comfort her, but she was perspective, and she saw the worry and anguish he was trying so hard to mask. She couldn't imagine how hard this must be for him.

Talia herself didn’t give a crap about religion, but what she did give a crap about was Darian. She cared that he was hurting, that he was breaking what was supposed to be a lifelong vow. She felt even more guilty for all the times she’d tempted him, no matter how innocent and playful she thought she was being, she knew that deep down she'd always wanted him to forsake his vow for her. Her motivations were impure. Even if he did give up his vow in the waking world, was she really the woman he'd want to be with?

When Darian pressed inside her most of her guilt washed away. it felt so right to be intimate with him. She gasped and squeezed his shoulders, spread her legs wide, welcoming him into her body. He told her she was beautiful and she held him tighter.

Her tears dried quickly on her cheeks as Darian started teasing her. The thrusting of his hips slowed down. He kissed her nose, her head, her ears --”Ohhhh!” His tongue on the tip of her pointed ear felt particularly wonderful and she squeezed her legs around his back, holding him still deep inside her. She wiggled her hips and basked in the feeling of his warm kisses. She started to smile.

“That’s it! That’s my favorite!” He exclaimed, then pressed deeper inside her.

“Ah! Yes! You feel so good,” Talia cried out. His thick, human cock forced her tight but warm and wet elvan sheath open for him. She arched her hips and raked her nails down Darian’s back as he made love to her. She grabbed his ass and held him down on his next thrust, holding him as deep as possible inside her. She held him tight, chest to chest, then ravished his lips with her own. Her thighs squeezed around his back; she rubbed her clit against his body, felt his cock pressing so hotly deep inside her wet pussy.

She held him like that for a moment before letting him move again. She gently caressed the side of his face with one hand and kept a hold of his ass with the other. He was so beautiful like this, lost to pleasure inside her body, expression beautifully twisted in ecstasy. She felt his cock pulse inside her like he was going to cum, but he never did, Cybene’s magic kept him rock hard.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian wanted to keep doing this forever, pushing his hard cock into Talia, feeling her tight wetness stroke him, her soft ass slap against his hips, her hand squeeze his ass, and her other hand caress his face. He wanted to stay in this instant for the rest of his life. This moment was an oasis from the terror of the witch, who he could almost forget about if he kept his eyes locked on his princess’s. How badly must he have wanted her, how far must he have fallen into sin in his heart to have dreamt this erotic torture for the two of them? That was another thing he was going to have trouble hiding in his expression tomorrow: the guilt of putting even a dream version of Talia through this, and the shame that such a scene had come from his mind.

But right now, close enough to her face that he couldn’t see anything other than a few of the flower petals, he could almost forget about all that, and focus on her smile, and the feeling of her warm sheathe caressing his sword. He kept a slow and steady pace, knowing he couldn’t finish. He reached down and tweaked Talia’s pink nipples, loving the gasps and moans she made when he did. That feeling of being able to give her pleasure almost made up for everything else.

He kissed her again. And again, and one more time before lifting his body to free his hands. He ran his palms and fingertips over her porcelain skin, exploring every inch of her body on the way to the bundle of nerves between her legs. Once he got there, he caressed the little nun with his thumb, revelling in her squirms of pleasure. He started thrusting harder, pounding into her, taking advantage of the spell holding back his release. He didn’t expect the witch to keep her word for long, so he wanted to give her as mich pleasure as he could in whatever time of ignorant bliss they had.

 

[Emstar303]

Darian teased her nipples with one hand and Talia gasped with pleasure. His touch was burning fire. Her nipples were hard little pebbles in his grasp. She focused on his face, expression a mirror of her own pleasure. Her mouth fell open as she moaned and her lithe body rubbed urgently against his, rubbing her clit against his pelvic bone. He kissed her and she ran her tongue along his, losing herself even further with him as he kissed her. She loved being in his arms.

She groaned when he pulled away from her, but the absence of stimulation to her clit was short as Darian reached down and began playing with her with his fingers. His direct touch was almost too intense! She writhed underneath him. "Ah! Softer, softer!" she advised. She reached down and repositioned his finger against her sex then moaned contentedly as he began rubbing her nub gently.

"Ah, yes, YES, Darian, just like that!" That lovely feeling was growing strong, more insistent. Her flower fluttered around his cock. Darian kept thrusting into her as he rubbed her clit, and that feeling was rising, rising...

Talia's hips rose from the ground as she fell over the edge, this orgasm more powerful than any of the previous ones, for they'd been marred by the witch's presence. This orgasm was caused by Darian alone. She came so hard around him. She had to reach out to him for support and yanked him down on top of her. She wrapped her legs around him and grabbed his shoulders tightly. She clung to him like a lifeline as her flower squeezed around his cock again and again, uncontrollably and powerfully.

"Bravo, bravo! Very romantic and sensual, all that sentimental shit, now let's get to more raunchy stuff, shall we?"

The sound of the witch's voice shattered her daydream and she realized she'd forgotten they were being watched for a brief, blissful moment of intimacy with Darian.

"I almost came from watching you, Princess. He's got quite a thick, long sword, doesn't he? And those strong fingers... I'm afraid I'm going to have to break my teeny promise," Cybene said. She approached the pair with an insincere little frown on her face, as if she cared that she was intruding on their pleasure. "I need your paladin's hands on me."

"Wh-what?" Talia murmured, body still tingling from her orgasm. Cybene grinned wickedly and approached the pair.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The feeling of Talia's orgasm, while his cock was deep inside her, was the closest to heaven he’d ever felt. The physical sensations, the clamping and squeezing, were amazing, but the feeling of closeness, of watching the woman he loved in total abandon to the pleasure he was able to give her--that was some heady stuff. Then she wrapped him up in her body, holding him close. He didn’t want either of them to ever let go.

Sadly, they weren’t as alone as they had been pretending. Cybene interrupted all too soon, and predictably told them she was breaking her promise. When she said that she wanted his hands on her, he almost lost it. It was only the knowledge that they were powerless here, and that threats and insults were only likely to get them worse treatment, that calmed him down. Maybe he could make a bargain with her. She wouldn’t honor it for long, but maybe it could give Talia more of a break.

“I’ll do it, as long as you don’t touch her.”

Cybene laughed. “This is so wonderful! You two are so preoccupied with protecting each other from me that you keep handing yourselves over to me!”

She put hand on Darian’s shoulder and looked at Talia. “The best part is that you know it! You know exactly what you’re doing and you’re just—you’re going to keep doing it!” She doubled over in laughter. “Because! Because you’ll—do anything, for a moment of the other’s happiness!” She was hysterical now, cackling to herself in the strange, dream-world air.

With a few playful slaps to Darian’s shoulder, Cybene recovered from her laughing fit. “Now finger me while you fuck her.”

Darian closed his eyes, wishing this dream would end, but when he opened them again he was still standing there next to the dark elf sorceress, who was looking at him expectantly. Then she clapped her hands in a start. “Oh! I’ve got it! You fuck her wolf-style and I’ll sit on her back.”

Darian didn’t know what “wolf-style” meant.

“Oh right. Fucking virgins. Talia, get on your hand and knees.”

The instant Talia hesitated, Cybene snapped her fingers, summoning the skeletal hands to force onto her hands and knees, pressing her into the flower petal covered floor. Her voice was grim. “You forget yourself, princess. Be thankful I don’t pull out another cock potion to teach your ass that you have no authority here.”

Darian grit his teeth, but held his tongue. He had to keep reminding himself that this was just a demented dream. Cybene instantly regained her carefree attitude. “Alright, let’s get started!” She jumped into the air, landing on Talia’s back, reclining to put her dark slit within Darian’s reach.

He reluctantly kneeled behind Talia, putting his rough hands on her hips. “Are you okay with me doing this?”

Cybene looked at him incredulously. “Seriously?”

Darian summoned a bit of resolve, despite his exhaustion. “If she says no then I won’t do it, witch. I don’t care what you do to me.”

She held her hand to her chest with a loud gasp. “Witch? Me?! Now, Darian, there’s no need for name calling, now is there? Besides, both of you keep forgetting that you don’t have a choice!”

On “choice,” bony hands shoved Darian forward, his still hard cock sliding easily into Talia’s wet hole. He instantly moaned in equal parts pleasure, relief, and frustration. She felt so good, and the feeling surprised him every time.

“Get to it, Darian. You promised!”

He reached out and put his hands on Cybene’s lower lips, hating how aroused he was. She smiled and hummed in pleasure as he started thrusting his cock into Talia and his fingers into Cybene at the same time.

 

[Emstar303]

Now that Cybene had forced Talia to ruin the righteous paladin, there really was nothing left the witch could do to make Talia feel any worse... except make Darian touch the smooth, exotic purple skin of the witch, which is exactly what she did. Talia made a very unladylike growl as Cyene approached. She ordered her to get onto her hands and knees again, but Talia resisted. Resistance was useless as two skeletal hands forced her down to her hands and knees like a wild animal. Talia's nails tore at the rose petals that littered the floor. The flower petals seemed to continuously fall slowly from the sky, aimlessly floating. Talia felt a little like that, her body out of her own control, forced about by these dreadful skeletal hands.

Cybene warned her to remember who was in charge, threatening to drink another cock potion and fuck her ass with it. Talia's eyes widened in fear and dread but she didn't say anything other than a brief grunt when Cybene lay down on her back. She would have fallen, but the skeletal hands held her up in the perfect position for Cybene to use her body as a recliner. The dark witch leaned back and angled her head to the side to kiss Talia's neck. "Don't look so glum, princess..." she purred.

Darian asked if Talia was okay with him doing this. This being fingering an evil sorceress while he continued to break his lifelong vow by fucking the elvan princess like an animal. Talia just scoffed and was about to comment with some grumpy reply when Cybene spoke for her, incredibly surprised Darian was still asking for Talia's permission, even though he really didn't have a choice. Cybene made that abundantly clear when a pair of her conjured bony hands shoved Darian into her, slamming his cock fully inside.

"Ohhhh!" Talia cried out as her warmth enveloped his incredibly hard cock in an instant. She heard his own moan from behind her and she focused on the sound, tried to ignore the weigh too the dark witch on her back and the skeletal hands fondled her breasts as they supported her weight.

She heard Cybene's irritating, demanding voice above her, followed by a moan of pleasure and knew Darian had begun to touch the dark elf's midnight folds. Talia's fists clenched. She absolutely depised being helpless like this, but at the same time Darian's cock was still bringing about her own pleasure, and if she lost herself to it, perhaps her moans would override those of the witch. Talia did her best to focus on the sensations Darian was bringing about inside her, but Cybene was doing her darnest to ensure Talia was constantly aware of her presence...

"Yes, paladin! Mmm finger that dark pussy harder, yes, that's it...Ah! Yes!!" Talia felt Cybene's hips lift off of her back briefly, only to come crashing down with force. Talia moaned underneath them, angry and horny and helpless.

Cybene was putting on quite the private show for Darian as Talia stared at the floor, missing all of it save for Cybene's sultry words. Cybene was pinching and squeezing her breasts and writhing her hips on top of Darian's fingers, riding them almost cowgirl style. Her plump, full breasts shook with the movement. Her expression was that of pure seductive pleasure. She licked her lips and moaned.

"Ohhooho Darian, you are far too talented in the bedroom to waste your life worshipping some prude of a goddess. Talia certainly agrees with me, don't you, Princess?" Cyeben reached down and gave Talia's left breast a squeeze, gave her hardened nipple a tug. "You should be thanking me, Talia, for finally getting the ball rolling for you. She's always wanted you to break your vow for her, Darian, oh but don't be too hard on her about it, you are just too tempting." On the word tempting she thrust her hips down on him and gasped. "Oh---add another finger. Yes, twist them just like that... yes..."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“He’s already very good, princess. You’re a lucky woman. If I hadn’t scried his virginity I’d be sure he’s done this before. He just needs a little refinement in his technique.”

Darian was sorely tempted to just start punching Cybene in the slit. That was the only way he would actually want to touch her there. But, then he remembered choking and decided against it. She probably would like it, after all. He held his tongue and just tried to get her off. The sooner they could be done, the better. He twisted his fingers the way she asked him to, and tried to focus on the sensation of Talia wrapped around his manhood. The witch didn’t make it easy.

“Get some of my wetness on your thumb Darian, look how much there is. You’re doing so well! Are you secretly enjoying having your big, strong fingers inside this dark--unh--pussy? Mmmmmmmmmmm…” She was working her hips towards him, moaning in perverse pleasure. Holding his tongue was the only way he could avoid snapping at her in rage. “Now pinch my between your thumb and forefinger. No, leave your finger inside and rub your slick thumb over my clit, then pinch. OOOOHHHHH!!!!!”

A gush of liquid came out of her. To Darian’s horror it dripped down Talia’s back to where their flesh was joined, mingling with their own, more wholesome fluids. The witch looked at him from atop his princess’s back with glassy eyes and a devilish smile. “That was...wonderful Darian. Talia has nothing to worry about in that respect. Thank you for agreeing to pleasure me. I wish I could offer my pussy for you to empty those stout balls into, but that’s not what tonight is for. In fact, we’re almost out of time!” She hopped off Talia’s back and slapped her ass with a crack that made Darian grit his teeth. “Oh don’t worry, you two…” With a snap of her fingers, ten skeletal arms appeard in the air around them, hovering menacingly. Darian wanted to wipe that smile off her face, but he had resigned himself to going along with everything until he could wake up. “We still have enough time left to get a bit...acrobatic.”

 

[Emstar303]

Talia didn't care that the witch thought Darian's touch was good. She knew he was good. She was feeling it right now, in the form of his hard, throbbing cock thrusting in and out of her, filling her completely. Talia could feel another orgasm coming and she reached up with one hand to start rubbing her clit. Might as well try to encourage her own pleasure - the conjured hands were holding her up so she didn't need to rely on her hands.

As Talia rubbed her clit in time with Darian's thrusts, two fingers performing a circular dance, a rush of liquid suddenly spilled down her lower back and dripped down to where Darian and she were connected. Talia gasped in horror as the witch's cum dripped down her back, but she didn't stop rubbing herself, couldn't stop moaning as Darian thrust away inside her. She was still on the verge of an orgasm of her own.

Cybene leaped off her then and gave her a powerful slap on the ass as she dismounted from her body. Talia yelped briefly in pain but otherwise didn't react. It did interrupt her impending orgasm, and before she could reach her peak and fall into bliss, Cybene yanked Darian out of her with the skeletal hands. She held them across from each other, just out of reach. Talia groaned in desperation and strained closer to Darian, but she couldn't reach him. His cock was directed at her, dark red and throbbing. It honestly looked painful to Talia. The poor man needed to cum. She wanted to bring him that relief, but Cybene wanted to have more fun with them first.

"I think I'll teach you virgins - well, former virgins - some fun positions before the big finale. Trust me, you'll thank me later," Cybene said in a suggestive tone.

The skeletal hands pulled them far apart, past the terrace railing so they were both hanging over the open air. The ground seemed hundreds of feet beneath them. Talia wasn't afraid of heights, but she was scared at the loss of control. She actually gripped the wrists of the hands holding her, just in case they released her. After holding them perilously in place in the open air, Cybene had the skeletal hands yank them back together again rapidly. Too rapidly. They were going to collide! They breezed through the air at top speed, then stopped jerkily a mere foot away from colliding.

"Sorry, sorry, just having a little fun," Cybene said. She wasn't able to contain the joy she felt from handling them like dolls. She laughed wickedly. With a flick of her wrist, the skeletal hands pulled them together again. Talia's skeleton pulled her back so she hung in front of Darian. They pulled one leg up around his neck, spreading her open into a wide, sideways 'V', then pushed her down onto Darian's erect member.

Talia gasped when he entered her again. Every single time was pure bliss. The skeletal hands pushed her up and down on his member as the ones holding Darian drilled him deeper into her. They were doing everything they could to encourage their union. At first, Talia tried to move on her own on top of Darian, but in truth, it was easier to just relax and let the skeletal limbs control her movements. They were in some sort of supernatural rhythm. Talia just wished she could reach down to toy with her clit, but the hands held her high. She also wanted to touch Darian, hold him close to her breast and breathe him in, but the specters prevented that. Their only union was in their hips, pressing Darian's impossibly hard cock into her warm, tight pussy again and again.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian was a little afraid of heights. He could do it, he just didn’t like it. At least, until now--it was hard to concentrate on his acrophobia with Talia’s heavenly sheathe stroking him tight and strong. Cybene’s phantasmic hands controlled them like little nude marionettes, dangling from their strings. As much as Darian hated everything about this horrific dream, he kind of appreciated that Cybene wasn’t touching them anymore. He was back to being able to almost pretend it was just him and his princess, floating above the world.

He couldn’t ignore the sensations in his rock hard shaft. Being inside talia felt so good, so right, every time. It was joy and relief and excitement and love, all rolled into one. He felt so close to her, privileged to touch her so intimately, to see her face contorted in pleasure, to her her moans of appreciation as the bony arms thrust him in and out of her. Those moans rose to a crescendo, but Talia groaned in frustration when they were pulled apart yet again.

Darian heard Cybene cackle from the balcony below. “I’m getting better at reading your face, princess. Don’t worry, though, I’ll let you cum again tonight. This is just too much fun right now, though! You should see your faces! Haha!”

Darian resisted the urge to fight against the arms as they turned him to face down to the forest canopy below. Talia floated underneath him as the hands holding her moved her up, slotting his cock inside her as the human and elf moaned in relief. Then, the hands moved Talia horizontally, her head towards Darian’s feet, and her feet folded underneath them. Darian didn’t have the experience to know how common this was, but he gathered it likely wasn’t. The sensation was strange, his cock bent at an angle that wasn’t unpleasant, but seemed strained. It was all made up for by being inside Talia again, though. He wished he could see her, and touch her face. Goddess, when would this dream end?

Meanwhile, the skeletons kept pushing them together and apart, stroking him with her body. Darian didn’t know how much more of this exquisite torture he could take. He felt like something inside him just kept building and building, and he wasn’t sure when he would burst.

 

[Emstar303]

“I’m getting better at reading your face, princess. Don’t worry, though, I’ll let you cum again tonight. This is just too much fun right now, though! You should see your faces! Haha!”

"Can you read this one?" she asked. She scowled at the vile sorceress, giving her a look of pure hate.

Cybene just clapped her hands in amusement and laughed. "Oh I sure can Princess, and you better soften that expression up if you want to cum tonight."

Talia looked away as the witch continued to taunt them. She couldn't possibly soften her face if she was looking at Cybene, especially when she wasn't connected with Darian.

The skeletal hands positioned them again like puppets, aligning them but facing them in opposite directions. They angled her ass high, her legs hung in the air, twitching, as he penetrated her from behind. They both moaned at being joined again. Then the hands starting to rotate her and positioned her so she was facing the opposite direction as Darian. It felt so exquisite to have him inside her again, but this was a crazy insane position. His cock felt so strange going inside of her but in the other direction, the slight curve of it pointed the other way. She wasn't entirely sure she liked it. It didn't feel intimate. It felt like a show. It was for Cybene's pleasure after all. Still, it felt nice enough and sure enough, just when Talia was starting to enjoy it, Cybene yanked them apart again.

"I think you'll both like this next one," Cybene said. "It's called "The Spider". One of those, star into my eyes, "I love you so much" positions. Sickening really, not unlike a spider."

The hands placed both Talia and Darian in the same position across from each other. They put them in a seated position, pulled their arms back and spread their legs, and bend at the knees. The looked mid sit up. Then the skeletons pushed them together, placing Talia's thighs on his stomach also they aligned, then pressed Darian inside.

"Oh!" Talia moaned when they were mated again. The shocking pleasure she got upon his cock first entering was still so new. They pushed them together again and again. After a while, they stopped pushing them into each other and kept Darian still, then thrust

The hands took turns in playing with each of their puppets. First, they drilled Darian's cock inside her deep as they held Talia still, thrusting him deep inside her again and again, making her cry out in pleasure. Then they abruptly switched to holding Darian still and ground Talia's juicy, needy pussy down and hard on top of Darian's hips. Her soft ass rubbed between his thighs. They gently rotated her hips on him methodically but no less sensually and Oohhh Talia did like this position. She moaned at the intense pleasure of it. She just wished she could rub her clit and kiss Darian. Or have him rub her clit and she hold him. She just wanted more contact.

Nonetheless, Talia felt like she was going to come again soon, staring into Darian's eyes like this, admiring his pleasure as he admired hers. His expression turned her on so much. She just wanted to hold him to her breast and bounce on top of him at her own pace. The skeletal arms kept pace for them, thrusting them together, his big, thick cock filling her small elvan pussy so completely and deeply.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Talia growled in frustration as they were pulled apart again. Darian actually had liked that last position—he liked feeling close to Talia, and being able to see her. He hated seeing her frustrated, though, and Cybene’s childlike glee at seeing the princess suffer enraged him.

Rotated and manipulated yet again, Darian found himself lying flat on his back, supported by more disembodied arms, as Talia was lowered into a sitting position. There was fresh, new bliss yet again as he entered her and the skeletal hands used her body to stroke him, but he just wanted this nightmare to end. He was going to be so ashamed of himself tomorrow, he may not be able to get out of bed.

Darian was amazed that there wasn’t any numbness creeping in. He should have been rubbed near raw! Then he remembered that none of this was real, and just relaxed into the sensation of Talia’s (what had the witch called it?) pussy stroking his aching, leaking cock. He pushed aside a stray thought wondering if she felt this good in real life. That would torture him if he indulged it. He already had enough on his mind for morning. How could he go back to treating her like he didn’t want to rip her clothes off and recreate some of the more wholesome parts of this dream?

 

[Emstar303]

Every time Talia was just starting to find pleasure in a particular position, Cybene seemed to chance it. She groaned in frustration at being pulled apart from Darian again. This time, the witch rotated Talia so she sat on his lap sideways.

"Can you just let us do something normal?" Talia groaned as she strained her neck to look at Darian in this new position and his cock felt odd at this new ankle.

Cybene cocked her head at her and pouted mockingly. "Aw, are you saying you're ready for the big finale, Princess? Funny, I thought you'd want to try as many positions as possible since this may be your only chance..." Cybene said. Her words hang in the air and weighed heavily on Talia.

Talia glared at the witch but otherwise did not react. Cybene was right. Would Darian want to do this again outside of this living nightmare? Surely one night of forced pleasure was not enough for him to truly break his vow? Talia felt selfish again for even wishing he would. Her guilt didn't stop her from riding him though, doing her best to set the pace of her hips despite the skeletons jerking her the way they wanted her to move.

They rotated again, turning Talia so she finally faced Darian on top of him. They held her hands so she leaned backward. Talia gasped at the new sensation the angle caused. There was a reason things like missionary and cowgirl were the classics after all. "Ahhh, ohh!" she moaned in pleasure at the skeletons bounced her pussy on him over and over. She was so close! She just wished she could rub her clit, it was the spark she needed. Instead, her flower kept fluttering gently around Darian as he penetrated her deep and she grew ever closer to orgasm.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Talia seemed to be enjoying this new position quite a bit. Darian loved it as well. It felt wonderful, and he especially loved being able to see Talia. Her face was so beautiful, warm, and sweet, and her contortions of pleasure only made her more lovely. He felt so guilty that he hadn’t been able to save her from this torture, even in a dream. She deserved better.

Talia’s moans grew louder and more insistent, rising to a peak she never reached, as Cybene pulled her off Darian’s cock, leaving it flapping in the wind, purple and swollen. Darian tried to relax in anticipation of being moved around in the air like a doll, but this time they were moved over the parapet and lowered back onto the bed of flowers. Cybene stood nearby, a single tear running down her cheek.

“I! Am going to miss you both! SO much!”
Cybene walked over to them as they were made to stand in place by the phantom limbs. She hugged both of them, rubbing her large, round breasts against their chests and burying her head of white hair into Talia’s shoulder and Darian’s chest.

“I wish we could keep doing this forever! You’ve become quite important to me, you know. I may have to come back and visit.” She sniffled, and Darian honestly couldn’t tell if it was put on. “But, unh, we need to move on. This night will not last forever! You two had better get to it!” She paused. “Oh yeah, I almost forgot!” She walked over to Darian and reached down to cup his enlarged, pained ballsack. He felt a surge of energy, but his balls were still engorged and tender. As much as he hated any contact with her, the gentle touch of her cool, soft fingers felt wonderful on his swollen sack. Cybene walked away, snapping her fingers and releasing Darian from the skeleton arms. “On your back, Talia! It’s important!”

Talia lay on her back, and Cybene gestured to her. “Well, go on, paladin! I know you were new at this earlier tonight, but you’re not anymore. Fuck her good, buddy! Fuck her really good!”

Darian looked at Talia, and she nodded to him. He got on his knees and placed the head of his cock at her sopping entrance. Was he actually going to get to find out where that rising, pulling feeling was headed? Her warm and wet core felt just as amazing as it had every time he had touched it. The rest of his chaste life would be torture after this dream. Sliding into her sent waves of sensation through his whole body. He felt made for this. He began thrusting in and out. The gasps and moans of pleasure he heard were music to his ears.

“Oh, fuck yes.” Darian looked at Cybene and instantly regretted it. She was on her back right next to them, lewdly exploring her own depths with her hands. The wet, smacking sounds filling the air were half from her.

Darian kept thrusting, a smile forming on his face as he looked down at his princess. Her hair was matted to the side of her head. Her cheeks were flush. Bodily fluids were plastered to her face. She was so beautiful.

He felt it again, like magic was pulling something out of him through his cock, sending energy through his whole body. It was building, rising, strengthening. Someone was crying out. It might have been him. Suddenly he knew he was at the top of a cliff, about to plunge beyond the point of no return. Time stood still. All he could see was the perfect face of Talia, his elven love. All he could feel was her body wrapped around him. He crashed into her.

Thick ropes of something were pulled out of his balls through his cock, huge knots tied in them. He could feel each one yanked out of him and into Talia’s body. He shook, convulsions racking his body. He finally stilled, lying against Talia’s pelvis in a daze. He raised his body off her, looking down to see a pool of white liquid sitting inside her pink folds. Was that what had come out of him? And the way it had felt! How could he go back to chastity after this? He was ruined.

Cybene crawled over, reaching out for his balls with fingers slick with her own juices.

“You two are SO cute together. I have GOT to see another round.”

 

[Emstar303]

Talia grumbled in protest when Cybene pulled them in for a group hug, smashing her ample bosom into them and getting her flowing white hair in their faces as she lamented on their farewell. Why was she being serious? Talia couldn’t tell.

“On your back, Talia! It’s important!” Cybene ordered.

Talia obediently laid down on the bed of flowers. Poor Darian’s cock looked so painful. She wanted to bring him the relief he so desperately needed. Cybene encouraged Darian to “Fuck her really good” and Darian looked to Talia for confirmation, even now. Talia nodded. She wanted him, always wanted him. She needed him inside her again and she needed him to cum inside her. She spread her legs in encouragement.

Darian aligned himself with her warm, wet hole and slipped inside. Talia instantly cried out; The pleasure was just as striking each time. He thrust in and out of her, thick, hard, cock stroking so deep inside. He smiled at her, and fuck he was so handsome, so sexy. Talia felt her pleasure rising again and she gripped his shoulders as it consumed her.

The expression on his face was so erotic; the sounds he made even more so. Talia didn’t care that the witch lay beside her and kept bumping into her shoulder as she pleasured herself. Talia focused on Darian. The look on his face, the arch in his back, the way he thrust into her harder than ever before and shook inside her as he reached his peak. To feel him unleash inside her, feel his cock pulse and shoot jet after jet of cum inside, was bliss. Talia clamped her legs around him as she felt herself fall over the edge as well. Breathy moans spilled past her lips as she twitched around him, welcoming his seed inside her body, legs squeezing him close. Her hands moved from his shoulders to hold his ass as he finally collapsed on top of her, absolutely spent.

There was a deep connection formed between them from this. Even if it did turn out to be her dream - oh how Talia hoped it would, for Darian’s sake - she would never be able to look at him the same. She didn’t know if she could ever go back to looking at him without her cheeks blushing after this. It would be impossible to forget these feelings of love and affection.

“You two are SO cute together. I have GOT to see another round. Time to push it in deeper! Ensure all that creamy cum reaches her womb and plumps her up fat with child!” Cybene mused. She reached for Darian and a spark of magic flew from her fingertips to his balls, ensuring he would recover in record time.

“What? We’re not done?” Talia asked in amazement. She was breathing heavily, face flushed.

“Just one more time, just to be certain…” Cybene grinned at the pair of them then sat beside Talia again.

"Bring your legs up to your chest, towards your hands,” Cybene instructed. Talia did as asked, her knees pressed into her breasts, her legs spread wide and high. “Higher,” Cybene ordered, she grabbed Talia’s feet and directed her movement to force Talia to lift her legs. Her pelvis was elevated, her flower presented to Darian. A pool of white cum glistened at her entrance. Talia moaned softly as she waited for Darian to enter her again and give her that incredible pleasure. She could do without Cybene beside her - she could feel the witch’s absurdly large breasts against her side - but it was easy enough to ignore her when she stared into Darian’s eyes.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Darian did not approve of the part of himself that was intrigued by seeing Cybene manipulate Talia’s body. He couldn’t deny that the witch’s naked body was not as easy to hate as the woman herself, but he pushed those thoughts out of his mind as her cool, gentle touch on his balls sent magic coursing through them and through his suddenly hardening shaft. He’d been drained, and now he was ready and dripping once again.

Almost on reflex, he sank into Talia’s silken folds. Her muscles gripped him, pulling him in hungrily. His exhausted body started thrusting again. He thought he should have been numb after all the wonderful stimulation his member had been put through, but he felt fresh. His strokes were more shallow than last time, and almost leisurely, drawing out their mutual pleasure.

Darian focused on the elf’s face, blushing at her tentative smile as they both tried to ignore the interloper who had literally forced them together. For a moment, the paladin almost wished the dream were real. He felt closer to Talia than she would probably feel toward him, despite their friendship and attraction. This one-sided shared experience wasn’t something she would be able to understand, even if he ever told her, later. He wouldn’t tell her, though. He would just be in love with her silently, for the rest of his life. He didn’t know how Emmaryn would feel about that, but it was out of his control, now.

He accidentally glanced at Cybene’s face, and regretted it. The gloating, self-satisfied smile on the dark elf’s beautiful face nearly drained the steel from his cock. He knew he hated her, but the cloud of arousal in his mind and complicated emotions warring for his attention made him confused. When he looked back at Talia, he felt better. He wasn’t confused about how he felt about her. He was confused about what to do about it, though. For now, all he could do was keep stroking.

No one spoke as he approached his peak again. Talia had seemed to reach hers already, and she moaned under him as he kept pumping. He flooded her with more of his white, sticky seed, her pussy overflowing with it. He pulled out, and Cybene pulled a strange vial out of thin air, pouring a small amount onto her finger. She pushed her finger in between Talia’s velvet lower lips, and when she drew it out again it glowed with a soft light. The dark elf smiled. Darian was about to stand up when Cybene reached for his balls yet again. “Nooo! Again! Again!”

She snapped her fingers, conjuring a finished wooden tub underneath the three of them. “Let’s just get weird! Yeah?” As if things hadn’t been weird enough.

The next few hours were a blur of orgasm after orgasm, each one just as strong as the last thanks to Cybene’s magic. Darian just kept pumping and pumping, Talia’s muscles milking him dry time and again. Each time was like the first, with no decrease in Darian’s sensations or output. The tub slowly filled with his seed, spilling out of Talia to cover the elves’ ankles. Cybene played with it, scooping it onto Talia’s body, rubbing it into her breasts, feeding it to her from her fingers. She sampled some herself, licking her lips and humming in satisfaction. The level kept rising until the two elves were swimming in Darian’s emissions, and he felt like a dried out husk. His mouth felt like it was lined with wool. He was spent.

Cybene seemed to be having fun. She was giggling and splashing like a little girl, swirling her fingers in the thick liquid and rubbing it all over herself and Talia. Darian stood up, and she made no move to stop him. For once she didn’t reach out to cup his twitching balls and magic new life into them. As much as Darian was grateful that this nightmare might be finally over, there was a part of him that hoped he would dream the same dream the next night, just so he could be with Talia again. Had his mind been functioning at anything near its normal abilities, he would have noticed that his connection to his vow of chastity felt tenuous and weak. Even his stalwart affection for his Goddess was strained.

“Alright, we’ve had our fun. It’s time to get serious now, darling,” Cybene said to Talia affectionately. Darian’s head snapped back to see the dark elf pull his princess out of the tub and lead her to an inclined bed that hadn’t been there before. She pulled a wet cloth from nowhere and wiped off all Darian’s cum from her body. Talia seemed in too much of a daze to protest, even though Cybene took some liberties with her touch. Darian could understand that. He was barely on his feet himself.

Once she was clean, Cybene helped her to lie on the bed. She forced her to drink from a small bowl, and then she drew a circle around the bed with some powder from a small satchel she magicked into existence. Inside the circle, Talia seemed to blur slightly, although she wasn’t moving. What was moving was her stomach. It seemed to be starting to bulgeever so slightly. Darian was concerned, to put it mildly.

“What are you doing to her!?” He stomped toward the circle.

“Oh, you’re still here? You may go. Your part is finished after all. Leave the rest to us women.”

Darian took one more step, and with a snap of Cybene’s fingers, he sat up in bed, jumping out from under his blanket in his smallclothes. He was back in his room in the castle. He sighed with relief. It had been a dream, after all! The trauma of it notwithstanding, he could recover with rest and time. He was so thankful, for Talia’s sake, that it hadn’t been real. He still had no idea how he would ever face her again, but that could wait until morning. He had no idea what time it was, but he felt like he hadn’t slept at all. He lay back down and pulled up his blanket.