Lydia drops to one knee in pain as the elf withdraws. Her eyes widen as she looks up at the other woman, aghast at the noble's skill. She gets to her feet as the pain fades and her opponent re-casts the shield. Lydia fumes at the arrogant swordswoman's taunts. I'm not losin' to this cunt! Silently, she charges, throwing a punch to break the shield before slashing in cold rage at her enemy. Her technique is far sloppier than before; her more calculated style of fighting becoming something more reminiscent of a wild brawler.
Lusserina does not reply, still panting after her orgasm. Either she is too out of it to reply... or she is letting him choose. “Don't be afraid, it does not bite.” Lathrul chuckles at her reaction. “Come, now. Take a deep breath and put it between your mammaries. Your hand is nice, but not quite what I need right now...” He does not force her just yet, giving her time to mentally prepare. Spoiler: Lydia's Punch 1d100 = 32 Spoiler: Elf's Attack 1d100 = 57 Elf's Rapier Skill: +30 Total: 87 1d100 = 78 Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10 Total: 88 Spoiler: Lydia's Sword Attack 1d100 = 80 Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10 Flaw: Detests Nobles: -10 Total: 80 Lydia's punch shatters the magical shield, but the recoil leaves her unbalanced and open to attack. The elf takes advantage, thrusting her rapier at Lydia... and narrow misses, the thief managing to tilt her head at the last moment, the tip of the weapon passing right next to her ear. Having not expected to miss the elven noblewoman is unprepared for Lydia's followup attack and the short sword sinks into her chest, causing her to grimace in pain and quickly retreat. “You, insolent little-! You just tripled your punishment for losing!” The elf hisses in anger and recasts her shield spell. Looking at her grimacing opponent Lydia realizes that the elf's endurance is lacking and she is using the shield as a way to avoid taking any damage. One more good hit and she is out... but the same is true for Lydia. Whoever manages to land a hit first shall win this battle.
Avella take deep breath, just like Lathrul told her and move closer to his penis, holding her breast near it. Her breast wasn't small, but wasn't either too big, something in the middle and they are still perky enought. She feel weird and arused, when betheen them she put elf penis, squizing her torso on cock.
"Someone can't take a hit!~" Lydia taunts, pleased with herself. "Gotta be tough to live in the slums. You would never survive unless you lived on your knees as someone's bitch." Using the same tactic as the last round, she rushes for the elf again, kicking to break the shield instead of punching in order to get some extra reach before attempting to cut into the noble.
She Dresses Up in her Armour and heads back to The barracks to finaly begin The Training of Marikas Guards.
“Yes, like that...” The mercenary grabs her tits and presses them together, trapping his cock between them. Then he starts moving, fucking her boobs slowly. “Mmm, yeah, elven boobs are the best...” he sighs. Lathrul keeps going for several minutes before finally stopping. “As nice as this is, let;s try something else. Lie down on your stomach so that I can fondle your butt.” He requests. Spoiler: Lydia's Taunt 1d100 = 7 The elf just scoffs at the taunt, not letting it affect her judgment. Spoiler: Lydia's Kick 1d100 = 41 Spoiler: Elf's Attack 1d100 = 75 Elf's Rapier Skill: +30 Total: 105 1d100 = 95 Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10 Total: 105 Spoiler: Lydia's Sword Attack 1d100 = 40 Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10 Flaw: Detests Nobles: -10 Total: 40 1d100 = 68 Lydia's kick shatters the shield, but once more the recoil leaves her unbalanced and the elf seizes the chance to attack, thrusting with her rapier. The thief almost manages to dodge, but this time the elf is expecting it and changes direction enough to stab her in the shoulder. As pain blossoms from the phantom wound Lydia instinctively attempts to stab the noblewoman with her sword and take her down as well, but the elf reacts quickly and grabs her hand, stopping her. Then the pain is replaced by numbness and the thief's sword slips from between her fingers. Seeing that she can no longer fight the elf grins and pushes her down on her knees. “Nice try, but you'll have to do better than this to defeat me! “ She declares smugly as she looks down on her. “Time for your punishment. I'll be right back.” The elf heads inside the cottage for a little bit before coming back, now naked and holding a rope instead of a rapier. As she steps out she seems like a regular woman, but then her clit starts growing and quickly turns into a big, hard dick. Quickly she trips Lydia naked, then moves behind her and gets to tying her up. Soon the thief is fully bound, hands behind her back, face down into the grass and ass up in the air. “Mmm, nice... very nice...” The elf comments as she slowly walks around her defeated and bound opponent. “Time for the main event...” The elf kneels behind her and a slap echoes around the quiet forest as her hand comes down on Lydia's exposed ass. Then something big and hard presses against her back door, and the thief realizes what sort of punishment awaits her just before the entire length of the cock is forced inside her with a single thrust. “Ooohhh!” The elf lets out a moan and slaps Lydia's other ass cheek. “Yes, this is where you belong – beneath me and with my cock up your ass! Now, I believe you earned yourself triple punishment...” The elf reminds her and then begins fucking her ass fast and hard, with the occasional slap in between thrusts. “Well? How does it feel to have a superior woman's cock in your ass? Feels good, doesn't it?” She taunts. It doesn't take long for the elf to cum, her dick shooting thick and hot cum inside Lydia's ass... but she keeps going, not slowing down in the slightest. More slaps follow, turning the thief's butt bright red. “You like this, don't you, slut. You like getting used by me. You like being beneath me, where you belong. You love it when I fuck you, don't you.” She keeps taunting and demeaning Lydia for several minutes, before cumming inside a second time... ...and yet she keeps going, fucking her even faster and harder. More hard slaps follow, making Lydia's butt even redder. “I love your tight ass! Feels so good to put you in your place!” Against she starts taunting and demeaning her as she keeps fucking her. Finally the elf pulls out and shoots her load all over Lydia's ass. “Yes! So good!” She exclaims as she shoots more and more of her thick cum, covering the thief's backside. “That's your punishment for challenging me.” The elf declares as she gets up. “On the other side of the cottage is a small pond, where you can wash up if you want. If you would like to challenge me again, come back after you have improved your skills. If you just want more anal – come back any time, I am always happy to fuck a pretty girl, especially if she has such a great ass.” The elf unties the freshly-fucked thief and heads back inside the cottage, the door closing behind her. For several minutes Lydia remains in the face-down-ass-up pose, too exhausted to move. A small part of her feels empty without the cock in her butt and wishes the elf would have kept going... Finally the thief recovers enough to get up and get moving, though in her current condition fighting will be risky, as a single hit will be enough to knock her out. She will need to find a way to heal, or a place to rest. (Some really close rolls in this battle...)
Arthuria reaches the barracks without finding any more weird gems. “Ready to begin?” Captain Garlan greets her and leads her to the training area, where the recruits are already gathered and waiting for her. There are twenty of them, a mix of men and women. “Here is your combat instructor! Ser Pendragon will teach you how to properly use a sword! Listen carefully to what she tells you, for your lives may depend on it some day!” He then turns to look at Arthuria. “They are all yours. Good luck!” The captain goes back to his work. Now alone with the recruits Arthuria has a chance to examine them. Spoiler: Recruits Examination 1d100 = 90 A few of them show promise: Spoiler: Derrek Derrek, a former mercenary who has decided to try a job with a more regular pay (and relatively safer). Erica, a pretty blonde who seems quite confident in her skills. Spoiler: Iris Iris, a pretty redhead. She seems to be taking this training quite seriously. Margaret, an armored blonde who seems rather inexperienced. Solana, a busty dark-skinned elf. Tamara, another former mercenary. Zoelle, yet another former mercenary. And the last one is Cyran, a young man standing alone in the back, behind everyone else. His eyes go from one female butt to another - a fact that does not remain hidden from Arthuria. For now all twenty seem to be paying attention and waiting for the training to start. (Cyran is in all three classes, because butts. Enania is in the Archery class only. The rest are in both the sword fighting and this class.).
As she was unable to reply, Anton figures she also didn't say no. And as he'll probably be spending the night here. The old man takes a deep breath, channeling his energy, he regains the strength he had from his youth, albeit tempopary. He uses his burst of power to carry the milf to her room, lickimg his lips as he throws her onto the bed. While he undoes his robe, revealing his fully erect cock. "Now, it's my turn for some fun." He grins, as he hops on the bed, getting between her legs. "Ask for it, my lady. Ask for my cock, so you get to orgasm some more." Anton spoke, teasing her drenched pussy with his hard shaft.
Avella follow his request, lied down with her ass up, still cover by her white panties. She hold arms across her tites, like wanting to get them together after breasts fuck on her, feeling that anything would be now better than what she just expires.
"Well, then, I guess I'll wait a while and see if I can catch them in the act. I hope you don't mind?" She smiles to the Dryad. "What's your name, by the way? I'm Mylea."
[Yeah. That was a great fight. Lydia was lucky to do even this well.] "Damn it!" sword slipping from her hand, Lydia has little choice but to allow the elf to guide her onto her knees. The thief struggles as much as she can, but accomplishes little aside from shaking slightly in the noble's firm grasp as the numbing paralysis spreads through the human's body. ---------- Lydia, still unable to move, stares up at the nude elf, hatred filling her eyes. Upon seeing the rope in the other woman's hands, Lydia's spite is subsumed by an aching, needy lust. She can do little but look hungrily at the noble's rapidly hardening cock until even that is taken away from view. She is wordless as her clothing is lifted from her, her hands are tied behind her, and her face is pushed forward into the dirt, but her slowly growing wetness betrays her excitement. "Ah!" she yelps at the smack delivered to her round rear. As the elf rubs against Lydia's anus, the thief acts resigned to the noble's desires, though the way the black-haired woman subtly presses herself against the wide head at her back door displays her own ardor. "Hnnngh!" The pain is white hot as the arrogant elf's outsized member suddenly plows into Lydia, though the second resounding smack to her other asscheek helps distract from it. It doesn't take long for the sensation to fade into one of pleasure as the victor's length rapidly pushes in and out of Lydia's rectum. "Yes! Soooo goooood!" She moans into the dirt while the noble's first load shoots into her depths, her pride no longer able to fight against her need. "Yes! I love it! Aahhhn! Gods, please keep goin'!" The mixture of occasional, sharp pain from the frequent whacks to her rear and the unending persistence of the elf's miraculously still-rigid cock have Lydia soaking the grass under her by the time the noble's second load fills her. When the elf starts thrusting yet again, Lydia is still hypersensitive from her own orgasm, the massive spear in her ass rendering her nearly insensate with pleasure as it reaches even farther into her than before. She doesn't form a coherent reply to the noble, simply howling in joy instead. Each slap of her tight, angrily red ass has her convulsing around the invader plunging her depths. She cums again, this time spraying her juices onto her thighs as well as the ground and nearly passing out before the other woman sprays her for the third time. ---------- "Maybe I shoulda gotten the anal pearl..." Lydia weakly jokes to herself, breathless, now that she's alone and recovering from the elf's brutal reaming. "If only every guy could keep goin' and goin' like that. Gods..." She shakily pushes herself onto her feet, walking on wobbly legs past the cabin to the pond the elf mentioned.
"Thank you Lord Edward. Good day." She bowed her head lightly as she left the man to his own business. As she walked out of the mansion, she decided that she would make another round through the city, trying to find recruits. After that, she would buy some food. With that in mind, Ida made her way out of the Mansion, part of her curious about what Lady Victoria was doing... before she banished the thought out of her mind.
Lusserina is still too out of it to speak, but her eyes focus on his cock and she gazes upon it hungrily, licking her lips in anticipation. A moan escapes her mouth as he teases her drenched pussy. “Nice, very nice...” Lathrul comments as he puts his hands on her butt and starts fondling it. “But these are in the way. You don't mind if I take them off, right?” He does not wait for a reply and pulls her panties down, leaving her butt naked. Then he gets back to groping her, his fingers digging hard into her flesh as he enjoys playing with her butt. “Let's try something else...” The mercenary puts his dick between Avella's ass cheeks, then presses the two globes of flesh together using his hands. “It's been a while since I've had a proper buttjob...” he comments as he starts moving back and forth, his hands continuing to grope her butt. “Damn, girl, your ass feels great – and I haven't even put it in yet...” Lathrul lets out, followed by a grunt as he starts shooting his first load, his cum landing all over Avella's back, some even getting into her hair. “I needed that...” He lets out when he is done coming. “Hope you're not tired yet – I'm still hard and the night is still young, so let's try something else. Lie on your side.” The mercenary helps the paladin get on her side, then lies down next to her, also on his side, and lifts up one of her legs in the air with his hand. A moment later she feels the length of his hard dick rubbing against her nether lips. “Let's see if I can make you cum without putting it in...” He starts moving, his cock rubbing against her pussy but not trying to get inside... “My name is Cerifera.” The dryad introduces herself at last. “And sure, you can wait, I don't mind.” She adds with a shrug. The pond is there as promised, full of crystal-clear and rather cold water, not very wide but deep enough for Lydia to submerge fully if she wants. Other than the pond the only other thing of note is the dirt path leading further into the forest. It is joined by another path coming from the left, likely from the camp she saw earlier. Where it leads to is impossible to see from here.
As if summoned by her thought Victoria suddenly appears in front of Ida as she leaves the mansion – it's almost as if the lady was waiting for her outside. “Ah, just the person I wanted to see! May I have a bit of your time, please?” She asks with a warm smile... Spoiler: Victoria's Spell 1d100 = 28 Victoria's spell: +40 Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: +20 Total: 88 ...and a moment later Ida feels a spell being cast by the lady, followed by a wave of arousal passing through the necromancer's body. She sways in place, her legs suddenly weak and her pussy wet. “Are you alright? You don't look so well... not enough sleep, perhaps? Why don't you come inside and rest a bit?” She offers with a smile as she grabs Ida's arm and leads her back inside the mansion, her touch oddly pleasant.
Seeing her hungry reaction, Anton grins as he moves his hips back, aligning his cock with her drenched hole. "Now, now, as arousing as that look of yours is. That isn't a proper answer." He teased, thrusting slowly, he makes her feel every inch of his elderly meat pole sliding inside of her velvety fuckhole. "Come on, slut. Tell me, tell me what you want!" He ordered, looking directly into her eyes as his cockhead presses against her cervix.
{+40? Victoria seems to be really skilled in her magic} Realising that she was dealing with a skilled sorceress, the necromancer tried to work against the spell. But not directly. Instead of resisting the spell directly, Ida decided to use the spell in a way that would actually aid her. As the two were alone in the corridor of the mansion, Ida pulled the blond into one of the empty rooms, locking the door behind. She grabbed the noble woman's throat, her strength strengthened by the lust she felt. She pushed the woman against the wall and pinned her. "What, do you think you are doing?" She all but growled, her hand ripping the woman's top, revealing her breasts.
Avella let him continue removing her panties, breathing faster like fearing that he tries to spank her bump, but he doesn't do that. "Ahhh... Yes, let's put it in." She said as he teases her pussy with his cock. Avella decided to do her best to resist cumming from only tip of penis, it was in her power to resist long enough to wait for fuck. "I... I'm strong enough to take it! Bring it on!" She said more confident, holding her legs apart. In moment of weakness Avella wanted to pray to Everlight, buton secend though she shake her head. It wouldn't be a good idea, to ask for support from godness in sex time.
For a moment Lusserina glares at him angrily, but her lust quickly overwhelms any resistance she might have left. “More... I want more...” The elf lets out even as she is obviously trying not to beg. (Indeed she is, at least when it comes to lust-related spells...) Spoiler: Victoria's Spell 1d100 = 43 Victoria's spell: +40 Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: +20 Total: 103 Spoiler: Ida's Resistance 1d100 = 4 Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: -20 Total: -16 Victoria just smirks and grabs Ida's ass. The necromancer feels another spell being cast, and despite her best attempt to resist – something made even more difficult by her body – she is unable to. Her pussy starts burning with arousal and all strength leaves her, her hands going to her pussy seemingly on their own. “My apologies. Normally I am not this aggressive, but there's something about you that makes me want to play with you.” The lady smirks and pushes Ida away, the horny woman unable to offer any real resistance. She then removes her clothes and stands before her in the nude. “Think of this as an endurance training of sorts.” She begins removing Ida's clothes next. “If you manage to last until I am satisfied, then you get to play with me in turn. Though considering how sensitive your body is, that might be quite the challenge...” She notes as she finishes stripping the necromancer, apparently having noticed her weakness even if she has no idea for the real reason behind it. “Now, what should a good pet say to her mistress?” She asks as she slaps Ida's ass lightly. “Impatient, aren't you.” Lathrul smirks. “No need to rush, the night is still young. Besides, you are quite wet already – even this much is getting you aroused, is it not?” He continues to rub the length of his dick against her nether lips, but does not try to put it in just yet, seemingly aiming to tease her and get her even more worked up. “I don't know much about your goddess,” The mercenary begins as his hand finds Avella's clit and starts teasing it, “do you think she would enjoy watching us do this? Watching me tease you and eventually fuck you? And would she be satisfied with just watching? They say that some deities like to pleasure themselves as they watch their followers do naughty stuff like this... Can you imagine a goddess masturbating while she watches us have sex?” He whispers in her ear before kissing her neck and pinching her clit with his fingers.
"Thanks." Sitting on a log, the priestess taps her foot impatiently, before curiosity gets the better of her. "So... What's it like? Being a full dryad? I never really got to learn much of my mother's culture."
"More?" Anton asked in a teasing tone, as he pulls out slowly, once again making her feel every inch of his cock slide out of her drenched hole. "You're going to have to be more specific." He added, as he reaches for her breasts, using them as a handle to keep himself steady as he speeds up his thrusts just a little bit. Using his skills in battle, and sex to keep Lusserina on her toes, by not relying on a single rhythm for long.
