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

As much as Sprite wanted to bring this guard with her so she could point to the Lady of Rionne being hand cuffed and then mock him for not believing her, she knew he could just as easily be a danger to Arx and everyone with her. Sprite was worried about what was taking her friend, but she wasn't going to let that worry get her into worse trouble.

"I take my weapon everywhere. No second thought really, just well earned habits. I was but looking for your rest room. If you can show me to that, fine, but I do demand my privacy," Sprite said, trying to cover for herself. If the guard did take her to a bathroom well then at least he wouldn't get in Arx way.
 
The guard's face cycles through several emotions. He'd like to demand that Sprite leave her weapon, but he realizes he can't enforce such an order. "Fine," he says finally. "You can keep it, but I'm going to check the bathroom before you use it, make sure there's no window." He waves her forward. "And no, I don't know where it is."
 
After a while, Chasen started to get a bit ichy about the situation. As Maritia bent down to help another bystander he decided to bend with her.

"Maritia, can you help me get out of here? Like if you know an alternative exit, or just tell them to let me pass?"

Chasen reasoned she probably couldn't help. She was too busy to respond imediately but Chasen was getting a bit paranoid.

"No, you're right, with out the Lady to explain everything we're stuck. I wonder if Arx is as bored as we are." He looked at his dagger in inattention before continuing. "Maybe they escaped, found another exit and are waiting for us out of the mansion." His paranoia started to creep in again before starting his ranting again. "I'm not going back to prison. Even without the Capitan it's no picnic."

He started to pace beside Maritia unable to stand still. He couldn't handle the anxiety of all these guards watching him and waiting for something to happen. He was just talking to kill the silence. He wasn't worried about a response.

"I used to know how to heal. Wish I kept up my magic skills. Didn't seem a point in prison. No one to heal, no creatures to tame. Maybe I should look for a tome at the shops here. After I get to a bath of course. Yup, a bath, a brothel, and a bed. That's what I really need right now." Chasen giggled at the alliteration he made.

After all of his talk to fill the air he still haven't realized just how much he was annoying everyone in the room. Oblivious to everyone in the room. Probably would have knocked his ass out if they didn't just drop 2 people and their beloved Capitan.
 
Sprite and her unhelpful chaperone wonder the hallways of this maze like building for an unhealthy amount of time, it starting to become clear that Sprite really didn't need the washroom. That being said, Sprite was quick, even in her walking stride at this point. She kept herself a bit ahead, and with the many pathways and making a turn her and there, she was able to turn around and find her fallowing guard missing. Would he ever be able to find his own way out of this place? Would she ever care? She shrugged and then went down yet another hall.

This pathway thankfully led to a staircase meant for the staff, as was evident in its quality compared to everything else in this building. She knew it was a bad idea, but she felt if she explored a bit maybe she could find some treasure around this place. DeGaulier had likely taken many a magical item as his own. She had almost died over a handful of times on this quest and as of yet had not gotten any reward. As such anything she found would be worth a grab. She had earned it and the captain wouldn't miss it. She walked up the stairs.
 
“Oh!” Squeaked out a man that came around one of the corners of the upstairs hallway to find Sprite walking towards him. He pressed himself against a wall and swallowed, obviously afraid of the harpy. “C-can I h-help you, Miss?”








Maritia sat down after revivifying as many of the dead as she could, the guards helping to calm the aggrieved sirs and ladies who had been trampled, and ordering the guards to wait with them. There were still a pair of bodies, but it had been long enough that those would require a ritual, anyway, and her brothers and sisters were on their way.

“It has literally been less than five minutes,” she teased. “Are you already that antsy?” She leaned back against the wall, breathing heavily, magically spent. “Besides, if you leave I don’t know if I can keep the guards from getting violent…”
 
He laughed alongside Maritia for a second before having the retrospect of the way he was acting.

"Well, I've just been from prison to two big battles in a row. I guess having a normal night for the first time in years is longed for." He thought for a second. "I'm sure such an impressive defender like you could take a couple of guards, but it sure would be a little inconvienient for you." Chasen smirks in satirical humor and then throws up his hands. "OK, for YOU I'll behave and wait, but you owe me."
 
After a heavy exhale, Maritia replies. “If this works, I’ll owe you for a lot more than a little sitting quietly.” She looks around. “So they found The Lady. Should we send someone to look for them?”
 
"One of the guards was guarding the corridor that Arx and Amie went down and they haven't come back up. We could start there. Ask him what he was guarding and go there."
 
Maritia stands, clearly a struggle for her after casting so many spells. "Good idea. You ask him. You're more intimidating. I'll be there to make sure you're not too intimidating." She steps, ready to follow Chasen.
 
Sprite sighed. She really was no good at sneaking around and this place was clearly still to pact with people to search properly.

"I don't need any help. I'm very capable. Some people made a mess of the wedding, they could use your help down stairs," Sprite said and walked forward without staying to chat

Her hope was he would be just to intimidated to fallow her forward. He did seem like he was about to pass out from fear. If she bumped into anyone else though she would likely give up. This was turning out to be a bit on the tricky side for her.
 
Chasen walked over with Maritia, the guard looked worse for ware after being trampled by the crowd.

"Hey there, YOU!" Chasen spoke as he was walking. "You weren't on guard with the festivities. You came from that corridor over there. What were you guarding? Show us."

Chasen helped him up, but spoke matter of factly as if they hadn't just assasinated their capitan.
 
The servant waits for Sprite to pass, then disappears down one of the corridors.





The guard scowls at Chasen. "Trying to get your friends out, eh? That's all I know about it, is the captain brought in one of the ones that took The Lady." He sighs in resignation. "She's downstairs over there," he finishes, pointing towards the corridor that Arx and Amie went down.
 
"Which door? The first one on the left? You didn't seem to be too far down that corridor." He talks slowly to the guard as if he was a child that didn't understand. "Jeez, Maritia, the capitan sure liked'em stupid didn't he. And just to really nail the point of just how stupid you are, why the hell would the capitan put threats to the Lady in the same place as the Lady?"

Chasen waited to see if any bells would go off before he continued. "The corrupt fuck was keeping the Lady prisoner, you moron. You didn't even question why you didn't see the Lady after she was brought back to the Palace?

He made an insulting immitation of the guard and danced around like a fool. "Nope, nope, nothing to see here, Lady must be just sleeping off her experience while still being in her right mind to consensually bone my capitan, she is."

Chasen didn't wait for an answer and started to the corridor talking to Maritia as he walked. "At least, we pretty much confirmed that she's down there. Come on, I'm sure she's really excited to see you. We'll try the first door."
 
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The guard waves a pair of his fellows over. “We’re not fuckin’ letting you walk around unescorted, and The Lady’s not fuckin’ down there. She’s off somewhere else getting ready for her wedding. If you’re so smart why would a bride put her dress on in her groom’s fuckin’ basement, eh?”

One of the others seems more level-headed. “No need to get heated. That goes for either of you. Still, until we get this sorted no one walks around unescorted.” They follow behind at a spear’s length.
 
Slowly, she curled her leg around the woman's shoulders, seemingly pulling her closer to her pussy to ensure that her sweet mouth wasn't going to go anywhere. It was partly true, seeing that Arx adored the way her tongue slowly explored her cunt. It almost seemed prim and proper in a way, which made her more than a little amused. With a quick and agile movement, she flipped the woman over onto her back and rolled on top of her, grinding her hips against her mouth for a moment before grinning at the lady.

"Hey lady... why don't you join the fun?" She summoned a spell in her palm and blew it out into the room with a purple puff of dust. "That's a link, you know. Now we can all enjoy each other's company without us having to even touch you. Since the three of us are connected, it's not like the crown is going to be able to crown all three of us, and it's ultimately you making yourself cum. Live a little, your highness..." The rogue coaxed, her tone smooth as butter as she tried to liven things up. Now either the lady would cum faster, or the three of them would have one hell of a time.

Her hands went to Aimee's legs and she pushed her thighs apart, not wasting a moment before she curled her lithe body over and pressed her face right into her pussy tongue-first. Her tongue was like a snake quickly slithering into its burrow, effortless and agile. Tiefling's tongues were indeed long, and hers penetrated Aimee quite nicely. She moaned at the influx of pleasure she felt, both from Aimee and the Lady's dildo. It would be selfish of her to hog all the pleasure though, so she got to work tongue-fucking the mage with enthusiasm. Her tongue curled and corkscrewed, always gliding and pushing against the walls of her pink tunnel of paradise. At the same time, her thumb crept up to her clit, slickly and slowly beginning to polish her little pearl.
 
“Oh fuck!” Amie cried, giggling as Arx’s crotch ground down on her face. Her hands came up to palm the tiefling’s ass and pull her down closer. Her technique changed, more eager than she’d been; hungrier. It was especially true once Arx cast her spell and she had a way to spur The Lady on without focusing so much on the visual presentation.

The Lady was less put at ease. “Wait, I…I don’t…unh…I don’t know how the ench…chantment will interpreeeeeuhet that. Oh fuck.” She was gasping for air now, her hand pumping the phallus in and out of her faster and faster. “Fuck it. Leave it. Fuck meeeeeeee…”
 
Arx grinned against the wet twat she was devouring when the lady finally conceded. Who the fuck cared who the crown ended up on? It was just some bullshit enchantment that should have no relevance on who ruled the land. She figured it wouldn’t know which of them was truly the instigator in this situation. It could be argued that Arx could be that person as the caster of the enchantment, but it was the Lady who was penetrating herself. Both her own and Aimee’s sexual pleasure was also being transferred in equal measure, like having two dicks fucking her simultaneously. Would it then crown both? No. There could only be one king and all three of them were women… at the moment at least. So, she was unbothered about it, delighting in the raging lust they all shared.

There was a slight thrill in inadvertently bringing the high-born princess to mewling pieces too.

Her eyelids fluttered slightly, her hips unconsciously twisting as the other tongue gained exuberance. God, it was great… it was almost like she could feel the spectral phallus inside her. As a matter of fact, she thought she could almost feel her own tongue inside herself as well. This was probably how the ghost orgy had felt, connected and hazy with fluids, tongues, dicks, and asses. Speaking of…

The thumb that had been rubbing Aimee’s clit was replaced by her other thumb while the now-freed hand drifted between her cheeks until she found her puckered hole. Drenched and lubed her thumb worked its way inside an inch.
 
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"Basement: so we are looking for steps down. That makes things easier." Chasen says as he picks up the pace.

As the other guard speaks up, Chasen spins his dagger around his hand. Reminding the guard of his skill and how little he cares about him.

"Follow if you must, but my threats are not idle. I'm not getting imprisoned again. And stop pointing that thing at me."

It's easy to find the door with the stairs and even easier to find room with the loud orgy behind it. After trying to open the door, he turns around and points his dagger at the following guard who was talking about breaking down the door. He had no clue how this fun started but he wasn't about to let anyone ruin it. Probably why the door is locked.

"Uh, uh, uh Look but don't touch." Chasen said to the guard.

Chasen calls Maritia over to whisper a message. "I think the happy ending would be that you and Aimee take control of the phallus. This kingdom deserves to be ruled by the family that loves each other. I suggest you get in there and be with your lovers."

Maritia knocks on the door and calls out. Which signals to Amie to send a knock spell to open the door for her. Lovers finally reunited. Not a bad first gig after his long time away. Made him feel good.
 
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The Lady smiles at Maritia, but is immediately distracted as her cries get louder and louder. The Phallus pistons in and out of her concealed cunt, her reaction the only sign that anything is happening under her chastity belt. Arx's thumb slides into Amie's ass, and Amie wails in a guttural moan as Ailette arches her back and screams. A golden glow coalesces around The Lady's brow, the shape of a radiant golden crown eventually forming on her head with a slight remaining translucence. She collapse to the bed and starts laughing with joy.

"We did it!" Maritia cries out and grabs Chasen by the shoulders, shoving her tongue down his throat.

"Good," Amie grunts, moving Ar'x hips to the side and reaching down to cup her cheek. "Now we can just have fun." She pulls Arx back over her face and starts licking with extra enthusiasm, squeezing the bud of her clit between her lips and licking back and forth.

The Lady shivers as she feels the sensations of Amie and Arx's mouths on each other.
 
Thinking that he was a third wheel, Chasen had no idea what was happening. His body even sprawled out in a T-pose in the shock of the kiss. After a few seconds, his body submitted, his eyes rolled back, all all his insecurtied melted. He no longer felt unworthy, nor shame of his deeds, nor conscious of his hygene. The club he was holding fell to the floor, as did his dagger with simutaneous thump and clank.

He joined the kiss, his tongue wrestling hers back from gagging, sliding over her tongue and stroking against the top of her pallete. His hands greedilly snatched Maritia close to him, both hands squeezed square into her buttox. His bulge large and pulsing into her belly. His hands start to pull on her robe clumping it over her ass to get to the bare skin underneath.

The small moment he can get from the break of their kiss he expresses his surprised elation. "Maritia, mmm, paying what you owe so, *huff* soon?"
 
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Sprite made up her mind. She would check one room in this upper level for curiosity sake and then head back down to try and find Arx. Hopefully the guards would be less of a pest by then. Hopefully they had fully saved the poor bride to be, but given the raining purple dicks Sprite wasn't to worried. She moved on forward reaching the first sets of doors on her trip. She had no want to try and bash a door in and she sure wasn't able to lock pick, so instead she just let her hand yank on the door nobs as she passed them to see if they were locked or not. Maybe she would get lucky.
 
The Lady comes down from her high and realizes that the seamless, enchanted chastity belt that had been placed on her as a child had come apart, splitting in two at the hips and the gusset. “There you are, lovely,” she whispers to herself with a beatific smile and a light slap to her chest unveiled cunt.

Then, she turns to Chasen, Maritia, and the guards, unbothered by her nudity. “Now that that urgent matter has been tended to, I’m sure that I have a lot to catch up on. What say you lot give me a summary of what’s going on upstairs and then we have an orgy? Yes?”

As Maritia seems incapable of doing anything but smiling at the moment, and the guards begin stammering and averting their eyes, it seems it will fall to Chasen to begin the explanation, especially as Amie renews her assault on Arx’s waiting pussy.




Little would Sprite know that she had just found what The Lady and several others downstairs would soon want more than anything else in Rionne: a big, comfortable, luxurious bed. It was large enough for half a dozen people, whether that said something about the captain or not. Covered in furs and silk, it was a gaudy, indulgent thing, and it dominated the master bedroom, leaving only enough space for a small desk and dresser, and a pair of closed doors.
 
Oh shit, they had company. The knock had made her jump, but when she heard the cleric’s voice she relaxed once more. It seemed that either they had won upstairs, or she had safely snuck away. With the crown on the princess’s head now and all having worked out, she didn’t really care what came next.

Some might find it awkward to have their new merc companion and the cleric fighting for oral dominance in the open doorway while a shocked but presumably aroused guard lingered in the background. However, Arx gave no shits. Like her window escapades with Oleg, she had no shame when it came to others seeing her nude body. It wasn’t her own body, after all. She had shown her real body to a man she fancied once, and he had ghosted her shortly afterwards. Needless to say, she felt safest borrowing someone else’s beauty, and beauty was meant to be shown off.

She was already close after feeling the influx of pleasure from the other two, so the salacious sucking and licking with renewed vigor sent her to climax. Her back arched as she groaned, her hips squirming uncontrollably. “God! Fuck! Shit!” Arx gasped, momentarily unable to continue eating the pussy in front of her. It was vaguely apparent that there might be an orgy, but other than that she hadn’t been able to pay attention to the conversation.
 
"Sorry, Lady, well, I never actually asked much about what was going on, I was just hired to help by your lovely Maritia and Amie. Capitan DeGaulier is dead by our hands. Arx, which is currently a little too busy to introduce herself and Amie was sent to rescue you while our assasination diverted the guard away from your, ehm, prison. At least one of the teams would have succeeded, and both did, it seems. I am happy to see you freed and the women you love back at your service." Chasen explained in a hurry. He never asked how Arx and Sprite were involved before the prison escape and why they were even involved. "Ehm, Arx and another one by the name of Sprite, I wonder where she ran off to. They were framed by the former Captian for you abduction and helped so that they could clear their name."
 
Arx caught her breath while the merc spoke, nodding her head in the soft glow of her orgasm.

“Yeah. Sprite and I were hired at a Tavern by the captain to retrieve the spectral phallus from the Delathi ruins. When we got out, he ambushed us, locked us up, and probably planned on having us executed. We were let out by your two chicks and we fought a devil and its master at Yenda’s temple. He got away and I died, but the goddess revived me. We crashed this party to save you and that’s about it on our side.” She licked her lips and glanced at the Lady’s body, taking note of her form.

“I’m glad we didn’t have to sneak you out though- I can’t turn into anyone until I see them completely naked.”
 
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