The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

“It doesn’t look trapped at first glance, but I think we should check the chests before we open them,” Arx remarked as she watched Sprite bend over. The next thing she knew, the bird had made an effort to disturb the water. She cringed, wondering if there truly was something in there. Being from a beach town, she was an excellent swimmer so she had no doubt that she could easily swim her way across. The question was though… what was in it, and just how cold would it be?
 
For a few seconds, there is only silence and stillness after the plop of Sprite's pebble into the dark water. Then, a splash, as if something the size of the vedger who was now creeping in behind Arx had disturbed the surface of the pool, though it remains too dark to see what it might've been. Another moment of silence was followed by the clatter of Sprite's pebble bouncing near her feet.
 
The pebble being shot back out right to where it had been suggested some awareness, if not intelligence of the creature in the pond. That kind of settled things, this creature could be dangerous and needed some space. Sprite gestured towards Arx, suggesting she could fly her over the water if she wanted. If not she would fly over herself and Arx could make her way around the water. She would never dream of putting her foot in that pool at this point.
 
Huh. That was odd. It seemed as though whatever was in the water was either very polite or very grumpy, seeing as it returned the pebble back to the one who tossed it. She hoped that it was the former, though that seemed unlikely. The thing that stood out to her though was that the thing knew where they were, so could presumably see them. That was a bit disconcerting.

As for Sprite's offer... Arx certainly could scoot her way around the pool, but the possibility of accidentally slipping and ending up making splash gave her the willies. As such, she nodded at Sprite and held up her hands in case the harpy wanted to hold her by the forearms and have the rogue grip her legs in turn.
 
The soft shuffles of paws on stone can be heard as the vedger trundles around the edge of the pool.
 
Sprite grabs Arx tightly by her sides and lifts her up. She flies quickly, the sooner they get over the pond, the better. Within a second she is already looking for a place to put Arx down from the trip, only to be yanked back, almost dropping her. Something has grabbed onto her leg and is pulling her backwards. The dampness that it has makes it clear that its the creature from the pond, whatever it is, but Sprite is almost to scared to turn around and see what they are now facing. She still has her axe on her, but it's currently not held dangerously in order to carry Arx properly. This was not the best time for combat, but when was there a fitting time? She turns to get a glimpse of the danger they now face.
 
Sprite turns to see a writhing mass of tentacles in the darkness, grasping limbs reaching out to them from shadow. One of them coils around her leg, and another soon joins it, suspending her in the air as Arx dangles from her grip.
 
Arx jumps ahead and Sprite hears a splash. She fell short of the other side and fell into the pond, but Sprite would have to assume she would be okay. Now Sprite's hands were free which meant she could properly handle her axe, which was what she needed to do. She didn't have any idea what this beast was, other then an embodiment of pure nightmares, but she knew how to deal with it. She swung her axe around, trying to cut off a tentacle, freeing herself. The creature was dexterous though and the light here wasn't the best and as such Sprite's axe flew right by the thing. No matter, Sprite knew she would get it on the swing back, she had to.
 
When she had looked up to see what was going on, she had just enough time to swerve her body to avoid the tentacle. Sprite seemed to not be so lucky though... Arx knew that she would only weigh the bird down in this fight, so she swung her body back and then forward. Her intention was to flip and land on shore, turn, and throw her daggers. However, it seemed she had miscalculated her fall and ended up falling in just a few feet off shore.

Great.

She pulled her face out of the water and let a stream of water fall out of her mouth. Unexpectedly, the water tasted quite refreshing. Still, this wasn't the time to marvel at the mineral properties of temple water. Struggling against the water and thus making her movements slow, she sloshed over to the edge of the dry land.
 
Sprite swung back her axe, another likely deadly attack if only it could hit. The weapon seemed to be to slow though, the tentacles once again moving around and dodging the swing with tact and grace. Sprite gulp heavily. She really needed her armor right now and its bladed skirt to defend herself. The need to be naked in this room was in fact its own fitting trap, one that could be her undoing. She tried to brace herself for the blow she knew was coming.
 
Instead of a blow to the harpy, she would only feel another tentacle, this one sliding up her chest and teasing at the edges of her breast. The one on her legs would coil tighter, higher toward her taut ass. The suckers on both limbs pull at her skin, leaving red marks as they move, but doing no other harm. Their movements are almost sensual in their slow march toward her center.

Arx would feel a tentacle as well, this one wrapping around her leg and attempting to drag her deeper into the pool, only to slide off her damp skin.
 
Sprite had been violated enough lately. There had been so much done to her. The Vedger, the ghosts, that orc that had his way with her. Her body had been made a plaything for so many a beast, and now this thing wanted her too. They had been set up, this was a trap, that was the only explanation for why they needed to be naked, and now that they were this creature would have its fun. It would fuck her rotten, perhaps for hours, in ways she couldn't even dream. She could feel her pussy already starting to get wet. Her sex had been trained now to be a slut for anything that wanted her. It wanted this thing inside, she could feel her body aching for it already. But she still didn't want this. She had to stand up against this creature before it was to late. Before it fucked her till she was nothing. Before...

Sprite moaned at the thought. These were supposed to be ideas to drive her to self defense, but instead she dropped her axe. It was very awkward to hold at this point, the tentacles were making any form of pulling back hard, and the axe splashed into the water below her. Now she really was defenseless.

"No, please don't," Sprite said, but her words were filled with wanting lust. What had been done to her mind?
 
"Uuluughh!" Arx let out a noise of disgust as the slimy thing slid down her leg, allowing her to crawl away from it. The woman scrabbled forward on the stone floor, her breasts swaying with her movements while her body dripped the water that had soaked her to the bones. Scrambling to her feet, she looked up to see how Sprite was faring.

Was it... attacking, or was it groping? It was hard to tell with the way it slid over the harpy's supple feathers. Whatever the case, Sprite would need her help either way.
 
All that could be seen of the creature in the dim light was tentacle after tentacle, and most of them reached out for Sprite. Her arms and legs were spread, her breasts were squeezed, and the warm slit between her legs was explored. If the creature understood her protest, it gave no reaction. Instead, it coated her body in its slick slime and then started pushing itself into both her lower holes.

Another tentacle reached for Arx, slowly, almost halfheartedly, as if it knew it had one prize and would be happy to have two, but didn’t need it.
 
The slime tingled along Sprites body and it would be a dizzying sensation if it wasn't for the delightful pleasure put into her pussy.

"Ahhhh," she moaned out only to be cut off again by her ass also being penetrated.

With all the parts of her currently being grabbed right now it was hard for Sprite to even try to decide where to defend. She would have gone for the tentacle in her sex, but the ones squeezing her breasts were right in front of her face. They fondled her with oddly what seemed care and as they did she tried to lash out and bite them, but they stayed just out of reach. She started to try and pull her right arm free so she could pry them off her, but it was a very strong grapple. She figured she could maybe wear down its grip with a bit of time and constant straining but...

She buckled as the tentacles moved in and out of her, fucking her just right. She let out a moan and could feel her pussy get even wetter, the slime adding to this even more.
 
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The vedger, able to scent Sprite’s arousal, assumed the harpy was enjoying herself and toddled around the edge of the pool toward Arx.
 
She wasn't sure there was much she could do to help Sprite, seeing as she was suspended in the middle of the pool. One would think that she would be good at water-fighting since she was from a beach town, but one of the first rules was: 'If you're fighting, don't get in the water!' Her daggers wouldn't do much against all those tentacles, so she decided to check the treasure first. Perhaps there was something in there that might help them overcome this challenge.

"That fucking ghost..." The changeling grumbled angrily to herself as she flung open one of the chests, very pissed that the guy had led them astray after how good she had fucked him. They died here, she was going to kick his ass in the afterlife.
 
The six small wooden chests lining the shelves had degraded to the point that any traps or locks they may have had were useless, if they’d been there at all. Unfortunately, time had wreaked the same havoc on the contents of some of the chests. Still, Arx was able to find some coins, a set of interesting armor, one beautiful robe that was presumably enchanted, and a small selection of phallic objects.
 
Sprite did notice Arx head for the chests, but they knew each other to well for her to think for a moment she was being abandoned. It was indeed a smart move.

'And it will give this thing more time to fuck me...'

Sprite had to shake off the intrusive thoughts. She then jerked her right hand free, nowhere near to escaping from the grapple, but it was something. She grabbed one of the many tentacles fondling her breasts and tried to pull it off, but truth be told her hand was bit to eager. If anything she helped to squeeze her tits even harder. Her chest ached, but of course she liked it, she liked all of this deep down.
 
Arx desperately scrabbled through the chests, finding the aforementioned items. Two of cocks ended up in her hands, a confused and irritated expression on her face as she looked back and forth between them.

“Why are there so many cocks?!” She exclaimed in an exasperated manner. She couldn’t use these to fight even if they were secretly wands, being that she new jack shit about anything other than astral shit, and that was another ballgame entirely. The bikini and robe were the only things that seemed like they might help in this battle, so she decided to go for it. Flimsy though it was, she put on the chain mail bikini and the robe over it, grabbing her daggers and moving toward the edge of the pool. Sprite looked utterly fucked, and she couldn’t leave her like that.
 
The creature, the bulk of whom remains under the surface of the underground pool, takes encouragement from Sprite's moans and the pressure of her hands on her tits. It manages to attach a sucker to each nipple, sucking and stimulating as those same tentacles squeeze her tits even harder. Another one in her cunt teases at and just into her womb, gently, but forcefully. And the appendage in her ass slides deeper as well, causing the hint of a bulge to appear under the skin of her belly.

Sprite was most likely too preoccupied with her ongoing violation to look at Arx, but if she did she would see the changeling react in pain as the robe she now had on began to smoke at the edges.
 
Due to Sprite's keen senses she did smell a slight burn of flesh from Arx. But that could hardly be registered as she was violated so greatly. Many things at this point had fucked her in many ways, but these tentacles suckled on her tits so tightly and so strongly. She knew breasts would be mighty sore afterwards, but they had her head spinning. Her eyes were starting to go roll up into her head, her body getting ready to climax, only to be pulled back down with shock as she felt her very womb be penetrated. Her head snapped back forward only to see the bulge in her belly starting to form from the tentacle in her ass fucking her so deeply.

"By the Gods, you have made me your puppet!" Sprite called out in dismay. She had indeed been turned into a plaything at this point.

"Pull out of me at once! You do not know who I am!" Sprite went onto warn.

'I'm you're fuck doll!' her mind screamed in delight.
 
"What the fuck...? FuckfuckfuckFUCK!" Arx had also smelled something burning, but hadn't realized it was herself until she felt the heat from the burning bikini scalding her skin. Like a madwoman, she flapped her arms before grabbing at the treacherously silky fabric of her robe. It slipped a few times, but she was soon able to get it off and have it be flung to the ground, the bikini soon to follow. Things just didn't seem to be going her way today. She wished she could find that ghost's corpse and desecrate it in some way, maybe piss on it.

In any case, she was back to square one with the addition of a few burn marks. Though… now that she thought about it, the robe hadn’t been hot to the touch and was remarkably unscathed from the heat of the chain mail. Arx decided to take a risk and pot the robe back on. It wouldn’t necessarily protect her, but at least she felt less exposed.

Perfect. Still sizzling slightly, Arx eyed the pool. There had to be a body under there, and if she could strike at it critically then she might be able to bring it down. Trying to fight the tentacles would be a huge challenge for her, especially with Sprite... incapacitated as she was.

Arx crouched down and quietly sprinted nearer to where the tentacles were coming out, her robe silently flapping behind her like a cape. The hope was that she would get the jump on it, but who knew if she would succeed?

The robe started heating up again and she almost sighed, taking it off, balling it up and tossing it over near where the dildos were. She had hoped it was just the bikini, but it seemed as though it was everything. Maybe that bastard ghost wasn’t a bastard after all. Maybe.
 
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The bulge in Sprite’s belly grew, reaching even between her breasts, her body stretching to accomodate the fleshy masses inside her. Tentacles tease at her lips, while her bowels are explored. All the while, suckers pull at her nipples and clit, stimulating her body beyond all moderation.

An additional tentacle reaches toward Arx while the changeling fiddles with her clothing. She would feel it touch her ankle as the vedger watches her and the harpy curiously, trying to decide if either of them need help or not.
 
“Fuck off!” Arx hissed at the tentacle, kicking it and running away. Though while she was moving away from the tentacle, she was still swiftly approaching where the tentacles seemed to originate under the water. It was hard to concentrate on being as stealthy while Sprite was moaning and writhing above. She had been in plenty of life and death situations where she had to concentrate while others were injured, but this was different.

As much as she tried not to, she occasionally would glance up and look away quickly, the image of the bird spasming in bliss bringing heat to her cheeks and a tingle between her legs. Soon she was near the thing, poised to strike.
 
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