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

[Nouh_Bdee]

The King gasped as her pussy was spread around Chasen’s shaft. “Gods, it’s so warm! And it’s softer than the Phallus…”

She fell limp for a moment, her cunt becoming accustomed to occupancy, a soft giggle leaving her lips. Her eyes were closed, and then they met Maritia’s. The cleric bent down to lick and suck at Chasen’s balls, pulling one of them into her mouth at a time.

“A, um, a vigilante, eh?” She was trying to keep the conversation going, but she was having trouble focusing, and when she finally started bouncing on the half-elf’s cock, it both helped and didn’t. “I may have…need of some principled…mercenary…vigilante…surplus…services…? Fuck.” She reached around, and cupped his chin on her hand. “Hey!” she said as if he was the one who’d gone off track. “I wanna hire you people.”

“Wayhgher,” Maritia advised.

“Yeah,” the King agreed, already cock-drunk. “Later.” She braced herself on his thighs and started bouncing faster.









If there’s one thing vedgers knew how to do, it was rut their faces into a little hole. And, believe it or not, the skill translated pretty well. Wylo may have had a damaged mind from his time living as an animal, but if anything his cunnilingus skills had improved. Arx coild be forgiven for thinking there might actually be some grubs deep in her pussy that the elf was going to end up snacking on, even if he didn’t seem to care either way.

He smiled when Amie started sucking his cock, but Arx would be able to tell that she would need to be the one to call him off, as he showed no signs of slowing down.

 

[Poprockz]

Holy shit- why was he so good at this?! After a few minutes of his mouth’s attentions, she felt her knees trembling slightly. She didn’t want to admit it, but she had assumed incorrectly. The man had somehow perfected his methods in ways that many others hadn’t. She could feel his long tongue delving deep inside and flicking, sometimes even curling against her walls.

Arx doubled over slightly and placed her hands on his shoulders, not wanting to fall, but too prideful to ask that they switch positions. She couldn’t help but gasp and mewl every time he pulled back his tongue and massaged her clit with it.

“W-Wylo,” she moaned, trying to catch her breath. “D-don’t let me fall!” Though she had meant it as more of a command, it came out more pleading and desperate than she would have liked.

 

[ICM8781]

Chasen moved his hands from Alliette's breast He wrapped his left arm around her waist pinning her to his body, keeping her position, and his right hand slid softly down her belly pressing into her pubis where he could feel his cock slide underneath her flesh. As Alliette continued to bounce on his cock, he started to roll his hips conversly. Ensuring she could feel his entire length with every stroke.

While he could hear her words start to be broken, it filled him with a sense of confidence and a second wind of stamina. Even though Maritia started to betray him by stimulating his balls, he was in a mind to control his release again. It gained his confidence as well allowing him to speak about more than business.

With a growl he teased about her inability to speak. "Services for fuck? Haven't been paid for something like that before." He grunted as his thrusts started to slap against her skin, "It's more of a practiced hobby of mine," he lied as he's been in prison for too long to practice with anyone.

Maritia's response hummed into his testicles numbing his brain to even try to translate. Thankfully Alliette was able to translate.

"Yes," Chasen huffed. "Later we can talk about all of my wide range of services."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

"Yes...later..." the King gasped, breathing as if she'd run across town. Her legs started to twitch, her heart pounding in her chest. Chasen's thick shaft stretching her over and over again. Her voice started to whine as she felt herself pulled closer and closer to that cliff...until finally she came with a low moan, deep in her chest, and a spray of cum that landed half on Maritia's face and half in the warm water of the tub. She sank onto Chasen's chest, happy to let him keep thrusting, but too spent to move.



Wylo's hand gripped the edge of the tub, his magic making the wood sprout, and half a dozen bright green vines lash themselves together into a hammock for Arx to fall into, leaving her ass and cunt suspended right in front of Wylo's face. He presses his upper lip into her clit while his tongue roots around inside her dripping pussy. He can feel her arousal building, and it drives him into a frenzy. Much like Sprite's Rage, he growls and froths into her, insensate, ravenous...

 

[Poprockz]

Thank god… Arx let herself relax into the hammock, feeling grateful that he knew just what to do to resolve the situation. Was she wrong about him? Just how much of his mind was still elven? Did it matter that he was now more of an animal at heart? She just wasn’t sure at the moment. At the very least she felt guilty for looking down on him. Even if he didn’t have all his marbles, it didn’t make her better than him.

She shivered and gripped onto the vines tightly, her head tipping back as her thighs trembled. It didn’t take long for his animalistic frenzy to fling her into a powerful orgasm. Arx mewled, her hips twisting and trying to get away from him, but it was no use. Her toes curled and her eyes watered as she was catapulted into a second climax, this time squirting and twitching at all the stimulation.

 

[ICM8781]

Chasen is too proud to keep himself, and with the king statiated he was able to reset. He moaned content as he just lay there with Alliette. Then he glanced down at Maritia rinsing her face with the bath water. He couldn't help but giggle.

"OK, Maritia, let's get her in bed to rest after her 2 orgasms. I'd also like to thank you for supporting me so well since we met."

He held a hand to help Maritia out of the bath letting Alliette relax in her post coitus bliss. The temperature difference of the bath to the air tried to attack Chasen's erection, but it still stood straight out and ready. Maritia threw him a towel to dry before grabbing one for herself and they both dried together. They both helped Alliette out of the tub and dried her off with the towels they were carrying. A little roleplay of servants to her before she would see what royalty was really like. Still week legged Chasen picked her up in his arms to carry lay her on the bed.

It was only moments later He turned around to find Maritia. He was more aggressive with her, but still appreciative. He reached to the back of Maritia's neck and pulled her hard into him. his other arm wraps around hers and ensures no space seperates them. He starts a hard lewd kiss. His tongue dances inside her mouth swinging across her tongue.

He dips down to allow his cock to release from between her legs, then lifts her thigh to encourage her to wrap her leg around his waist. as he stands back up straight his cock leans hard up under her.

"You deserve everything I've got." He says throught the kiss.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

After Chasen lay Ailette down in the between the silken sheets and barghest fur blankets, her eyes fluttered. “Come back soon,” she mumbled, “but no clothes in the bed. King’s decree…” She rolled over and closed her eyes.

Maritia stood up on her toes to briefly press her lips to Chasen’s. “Thank you for being her first proper cock.” she said warmly. “You deserve quite a bit more than that cell we found you in, too.” Her hand dipped down to cradle his cock. “But tonight, this is just because I want to.” She gave it a stroke. “How do you want me?”






Face dripping with Arx’s drippings, Wylo quickly stood up, steadying her thighs with his hands and immediately plunging his cock into her well-lubed hole. His eyes are vacant, animal eyes. But his touch is assured, deliberate. The hammock rocks with his thrusts, Arx at the perfect height for smooth, deep strokes. Amie stands up to pull Arx’s face to hers, massaging her tongue with her own.

 

[Poprockz]

Arx gasped upon his entrance, not having expected for him to move on to the main event so swiftly. She supposed it made sense though- as a vedger, he hadn’t had the opportunity to fuck anyone with his own dick for years upon years. Hers might be the first pussy he fucked in a decade.

She would have felt flattered to be the first if she thought it mattered to the blond elf. As it was, she couldn’t help but suspect that it didn’t matter to him who it was. Why did it bother her though? Before she could reflect on it further, she found her open mouth commandeered but the sexy mage, the changeling still tasting herself on the woman’s tongue. It lulled her into the rhythm of their fucking, her eyes closing softly.

Those steady thrusts felt good, better than the aaracokra’s ever could, and she found herself moaning into Amie’s mouth. While one of her hands continued to cling to the vines as though half-afraid they would suddenly drop her, her other went to the back of the woman’s neck to pull her more passionately against her lips. Her legs wrapped around the wiry elf, hooking her ankles behind him.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

After Maritia had sufficiently rewarded Chasen, and Arx and Wylo had had their fun with each other and with Amie, the six orgiers had woken up naked in Captain DeGaulier’s ostentatious bed, and dressed from their pick of their own clothes, laundered overnight by the staff despite the King’s dismissal, or the Captain’s clothes.

Then, after finding Sprite and enjoying a leisurely breakfast, King Ailette, dressed in Candré’s finest, topped off by her partly-ethereal crown, led the way to the palace of Rionne. There, she spent a few minutes ordering staff around, and coaxed everyone into a small reading room where she introduced them to an older elf in full plate armor. Renduil was her bodyguard, and he looked equal parts relieved and ashamed to see her, despite her lack of blame for him.

“He didn’t do this alone, Rendy,” the king asserted. Then she turned to Arx, Chasen, Sprite, and Wylo. “Why don’t you start by telling us what you all know?”

Wylo perked up. “It’s easiest to find good grubs after a light rain. Too much and it’s too hard to find them in the mud. Best to look under mossy roots, too. The plants make the soil nice and soft, and—“

“Ah!” the King interrupted. “I should’ve been more specific. I meant about the captain’s scheme?”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite had one of the best rests she had in a long, LONG, time. Likely it was a combination of her being so warn out and getting to sleep in such a wonderful atmosphere. She was sure she had a sex dream or two while she was asleep, but they were lost on her now. Instead she simply stood in a soft after glow all her own.

"I don't know much, other then the one that he was working with he was likely working under. A spell caster to be sure, and a smart one as they were crafty enough to bring forth a devil. I don't think the captain would have been capable of calling such a creature. And if they could call one devil, they could call others," Sprite smiled as she looked down at her axe. Her great sleep had given her some confidence.

"Our weapons took forever to kill that horned beast. If you want us to make quick work of a new devil if one shows we will have to be paid well in either coin or weapons to be ready for the next fight," Sprite went on still looking over her weapon, not really hiding her smile.

"I'm not being greedy, just honest."

 

[Poprockz]

Arx had awoken nestled close to Wylo's chest, stifling a giggle at the way he stuck his tongue out intermittently as though dreaming of tasty grubs he could feast on. It was odd to think that just a week ago he had been snuffling alongside them, helping them on their journey. She felt grateful that he had helped her feel better the night before, even if he wasn't aware of her true reasons for wanting to jump pussy-first into the orgy. His sleeping form was given a fond smile before she got up and dressed herself.

Of course she wanted to wear the Captain's clothes! One could say that she was ensorcelled by the selection of female clothing he likely kept around for his lovers. A dark purple and black dress was selected, along with a large purple hat with an arrogantly large feather. To fit in his taller clothes, she chose the form of a taller elven woman.

Wylo received some amused side-eye from Arx for his information about grubs, though she couldn't blame him. She had to remind herself that had been all he knew for a long time.

Sprite's words were met with an agreeable nod, Arx also liking the idea of Sprite getting some weapon upgrades. The harder the bird hit, the less likely it would be that she herself would die again. Wait, why was she even here? Were they paying her?

"I think that's an excellent idea," Arx chimed in. "Gold and weapons are very good incentives to track down a secret organization."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Just then a servant walked in with a canvas bag that jingled enticingly.

King Ailette nodded at him and waved her hand toward the group. “Yes, well, gold is more than deserved, but I’m afraid that there’s a bit of a hubbub over the deaths that were caused last night.” The servant held out the bag for any of the adventurers to take. “So, I’m afraid that it’s a difficult time for me to show you *too* much favor. Thus, I can only pay you the 500 gold that Amie here promised you in advance.” She locks eyes with each of the group in turn, her words heavy with meaning. “Do you understand? That’s an important detail. There are *only* 500 gold coins in that bag, and that’s all I’m able to give you for what you’ve done, though you deserve at least… *double* that sum.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite took the bag from the servant. It felt heavy, even for the Sprite to lift it. Of course she expected there to be one thousand gold given the comments from the king, but clearly she wouldn't take it out and check it here.

"We will try to be more exact in the future. We would hate to make the new ruler seem brash. Is there anyway to investigate the staff. You know, establish who are serving the captain instead of our new king?" Sprite questioned.

It would be a good thing to know. It did strike her that anyone putting devils to work maybe pretty well off, and maybe they would need some kind of alter to bring forth such a devil.

"I can help with looking through homes of the staff for information. Brining forth a devil is not easy. I would imagine the people involved have books on the topic and may even have some kind of alter built to bring forth the beasts. If we found such a place, then we would know exactly who the real danger is."

 

[Poprockz]

Arx eyed the bag in a satisfied way. Hey, at least they got paid, right? She wasn't able to feel the sizable heft of it, so she assumed that the King was speaking at face-value.

"I mean, we could definitely do that but I don't think you'll find any evidence at this point- so better to question the servants themselves. I uh... may have run into someone that was involved yesterday night." Arx cleared her throat and looked uncomfortable.

"I was looking through the captains stuff to see if there was anything interesting, and I found some letters from the Captain to someone who was called "Eagle." They talked about their plans of summoning the demon, and him basically being in an alliance with something called "The Tescine Dominion." It was like they wanted a figurehead to be King so they could do something." Arx quickly added, "They're gone though, the letters, so you'll have to take my word for it. I would have brought them but..." She fidgeted and avoided anyone's eyes. "I was... overpowered by an aarakokra, so he took them."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Maritia springs to her feet, as the King looks concerned, and a look of intense concentration appears on Amie’s face.

“Were you hurt?” Maritia asks.

Ailette waves over a member of her staff. “Take this down,” she says, and looks at Arx. “Can you describe them?”

 

[Poprockz]

“I wasn’t hurt,” Arx shook her head and wrung her one of her wrists, she could still feel the weight of his taloned hand pressing her into the floor as he fucked her in silence.

“I just-I was just incapacitated.” She shifted on her feet and looked at the King, grateful for something else to focus on rather than what had happened.

“He was an aarakokra, and he was quite tall. He had black feathers with a streak of white above each arm and down each wing. He wasn’t muscly, more like thin but still with some strength to him. He uh…” were there any other details that she missed?

“He could use magic! He cast a silence spell!”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Maritia, seeing the anguish on Arx’s face, immediately wrapped her arms around her and squeezed.

The King, her voice softened after seeing Maritia’s reaction and understanding the need for gentleness, nodded to her staff member. “Take that directly to Captain Galenne. If there are any that fit that description, I want them detained immediately. Assume any of them may resist or flee.”

Maritia made eye contact with Ailette, and Ailette grimaced. “I’ll apologize to the innocent later.”

Another look from the cleric, and the King rolled her eyes. “Personally, I assur—“

“Red and gray!” Amie shouted.

Ailette and Maritia looked at her, confused.

“The summoner! At the temple! He was in all white, but I noticed a red and gray badge under his cloak!”

 

[Poprockz]

She tried to ignore the woman hugging her, not deigning to accept her comfort. The changeling was still in denial about the gravity of what had happened to her.

However when Amie spoke up, her face jerked up in surprise. “The aarakokra was also wearing red and gray garments!”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Maritia relaxes her hold, but keeps her hands on Arx’s arms, softly rubbing her biceps.

Ailette frowns, then shakes her head, more angry than confused, despite yelling “What the fuck!?”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Amie scowls. “Sprite’s right. We have some internal investigating to do, but if there’s a foreign power behind this…”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite let the bag of treasure softly drop beside her, keeping it closed. She took in all that was being said, including how shy and anxious Arx was. There was more to what happened then just Arx being over powered. She would not ask though, she would not pry. She would simply give Arx any support she needed right now. After all, Arx had now supported her many times.

Sprite also thought of the colors red and gray. One of the men that she had tossed out of Swords & Sheaths was wearing garments of such a display. He thought he was stronger then anyone, despite being a simple human. Sprite had sent him flying out of the establishment for being a drunken and crass nuisance. She was only later informed that he came from Gratigne, a very large city just across from the Three Husbands. Their flag was of a grey eagle in a red field.

"It maybe a coincidence, but the colors, they fit with the city of Gratigne. While you search here for the dangers of the inside, we could go there to track down the possible dangers of the outside," Sprite offered.

It would be another long hard track, a whole new adventure really, but Sprite would be up to it.

 

[ICM8781]

Chasen again only expecting his freedom quickly pocketed his loot and said nothing in fear that anything might jeoperdize his freedom. He listened alertly to all that was going on, and as the conversation contiued to grow, he saw his freedom at risk, not from justice this time, but from duty.

Chasen recognized the look in Arx face as she relayed the time apart from the group. He was happy that Maritia took it upon herself to comfort her as he felt himself getting tied down to the group and felt his emotions tug at the new connections he made.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The King nodded. “This ‘Eagle’ must be some kind of agent of Gratigne.”

Amie frowned. “And this ‘Tescine Dominion’ makes it sound like they intend to increase their influence across the peninsula.”

Maritia turned toward them. “We could use some allies…”

The King thought for a moment, tapping her finger on her chin.

Then, she turned to the group. “I’d like to hire you, for one task or the other.” Her face was grim, determined. “It will take me a moment to determine who I can trust.” She cocked her head to the side. “Maritia’s right, too. We need allies. I’d like to tip our hand as little as possible, but we also need to act quickly. I’m sure Gratigne already knows of Candré’s death.”

Amie’ brow furrowed. “So which job are you giving them?”

Ailette shrugged. “Let them choose. They’ve earned it.” She held out her hands. “Travel to Gratigne as spies, or travel around the peninsula as envoys?”

 

[Poprockz]

A thought struck her, the changeling digging around in her pocket before fishing out the notebook and holding it out to the King. "As a side note, I thought I'd ask. Do you know any of the people on this list?"

She didn't much care which option they chose as long as she got a hefty paycheck, but it might be a good opportunity to hunt down and fuck the people on the list if the travel was on someone else's dime.

 

[justspitballing]

"I still say we go to Gratigne. That's at least a specific area. Wondering around the peninsula at random is no way to do a job," Sprite stated.

"But, I will need to be better ready for the fight first. Can you all point out a blacksmith?" she then asked.

Hopefully they had enough treasure for at least something that was somewhat magical. She knew nothing of Gratigne, but having a better axe or armor would help out in any case.