The Witcher - Stories from The Path RP

[Tjf]

Lutz smirked seeing the face of a woman drowned in pleasure. He was sure he would break her.

Slap!

"Ah!" he smirked hearing the inquisitor's moan while enjoying the tightening of her pussy around his shaft. It was a truly exquisite hole... it was a pity he could not see a way to keep her, without angering his employer. He grunted as he shot his sperm into her burning womb, making her climax at the same time. With a sight, he then stepped back and slapped her ass again - but the tired woman showed little reaction except for a slight moan.

Oh well. There were a multitude of other warm holes to be exploited.

He grabbed a whip strike woman's ass. He would be breaking her while double and triple checking the information he was given. After all, she could have lied.

After he's finished with her, the priestess hangs limply from her chains. "D-Deal... W-We had a..."

 

[Tjf]

“Well, I guess it depends on what counts as 'having me'...” Varrin groaned as his cock grew hard under Isabella's expert massage. “That feels good...”

"This'll feel better, I wager." She kneels down and takes his cock into her mouth, tongue lashing exquisitely around his length, giving him a cheeky look as she does.

 

[asddas193]

Gunther squeezes harder, and Mirellia notices the edges of her vision growing slightly dim, as the two men pound her. "F-Fuck..." Ashton groans. "You like it really rough, don't you?"

"Ghaaahn!" Mirellia gasps for breath as her vision dims, but with the two men pistoning in, and out of her. Another orgasm washes over her, squirting on her son's cock, as her thoughts flashed white. The sexy milf shudders, on the brink of going unconscious, unless Gunther loosens his grip.

 

[Tjf]

Ard rushed after the monster, as she struggled in the mud. He raised his sword to strike her down, before she could escape. Without another word, he brought his blade down on her.

The rusalka goes to say something, but as Ard's sword moves down into her chest, all that comes out is a wheeze, before she goes limp. As the monster dies, Abigail approaches. "Not bad." She notes wryly.

 

[Tjf]

"Ghaaahn!" Mirellia gasps for breath as her vision dims, but with the two men pistoning in, and out of her. Another orgasm washes over her, squirting on her son's cock, as her thoughts flashed white. The sexy milf shudders, on the brink of going unconscious, unless Gunther loosens his grip.

As she comes to the brink of unconsciousness, Mirellia feels her cunt and asshole filled with warm cum as the two men defile her. Exhausted, they let her slide off them, and onto the dining table. "Whoo..." Gunther breathes heavily. "I'll have to take care with you in the future, not to let myself get too worked up." He chuckles as she breathes in desperately needed air. Ashton shakes his head, stroking his mother's thigh. "Don't worry, she can take it." As a symbol, perhaps, as he redresses, he pulls Mirellia's collar from his pocket, strapping it around her neck. "Finally, you're ours."

Both men seem completely confident that they have the milf securely in their power, though a voice in the back of Mirellia's mind reminds her that they have no way of truly compelling her to do anything against her will.

 

[asddas193]

As she comes to the brink of unconsciousness, Mirellia feels her cunt and asshole filled with warm cum as the two men defile her. Exhausted, they let her slide off them, and onto the dining table. "Whoo..." Gunther breathes heavily. "I'll have to take care with you in the future, not to let myself get too worked up." He chuckles as she breathes in desperately needed air. Ashton shakes his head, stroking his mother's thigh. "Don't worry, she can take it." As a symbol, perhaps, as he redresses, he pulls Mirellia's collar from his pocket, strapping it around her neck. "Finally, you're ours."

Both men seem completely confident that they have the milf securely in their power, though a voice in the back of Mirellia's mind reminds her that they have no way of truly compelling her to do anything against her will.

"Mmmh!" Feeling their seed feel her up, Mirallia's eyes widen, as it rolls into her head. And just before she went unconscious, Gunther lets her go as they pull out. Causing the sexy milf to collapse onto the table, breathing heavily as her itch was finally scratched... for now at least. But with Ashton stroking her stocking-clad thigh, she couldn't help but feel her pussy yearn for more. Especially as he locks her collar around her neck, "Mmh." Mirellia whimpered, knowing she could still escape... but such a thought didn't pop into her lust addled mind. For now the sexy milf continued to catch her breath, their seed leaking out of both her holes, which joined the puddle of her sex juice on the floor.

 

[Tjf]

"Mmmh!" Feeling their seed feel her up, Mirallia's eyes widen, as it rolls into her head. And just before she went unconscious, Gunther lets her go as they pull out. Causing the sexy milf to collapse onto the table, breathing heavily as her itch was finally scratched... for now at least. But with Ashton stroking her stocking-clad thigh, she couldn't help but feel her pussy yearn for more. Especially as he locks her collar around her neck, "Mmh." Mirellia whimpered, knowing she could still escape... but such a thought didn't pop into her lust addled mind. For now the sexy milf continued to catch her breath, their seed leaking out of both her holes, which joined the puddle of her sex juice on the floor.

The two of them grin as they leer at her. "I should have done that years ago." Gunther grins, putting his clothes back on. "For now, things will continue on as normal. During the day, we're just your son and father in law, but when we use your body..." Ashton grabs her collar and pulls her close. "You'll call us your masters. Understand?"

 

[Regin34]

It takes a while for Selwyn to wake up fully and begin to move around, clutching his stomach. "N-No. Thank you, miss."

Trista look at him seriously.
"Look, I heard about your problem from your uncle and I understand you. But going alone to gang leader... Well, the are some bandits who keept their word, but Junior isn't one of them." She said and offered to him cup of wine.

 

[asddas193]

The two of them grin as they leer at her. "I should have done that years ago." Gunther grins, putting his clothes back on. "For now, things will continue on as normal. During the day, we're just your son and father in law, but when we use your body..." Ashton grabs her collar and pulls her close. "You'll call us your masters. Understand?"

"Haaahn... y-yes... masters." Mirellia moaned, still in a half unconscious state. It takes her a few minutes before she manages the strength to get back in her room. But as she did, the sexy milf didn't bother to fix her dress, nor remove the collar around her neck.

 

[Tjf]

Trista look at him seriously.
"Look, I heard about your problem from your uncle and I understand you. But going alone to gang leader... Well, the are some bandits who keept their word, but Junior isn't one of them." She said and offered to him cup of wine.

Selwyn chuckles, and then winces in pain. "Ah! Heh... Yes, I suppose that wasn't the brightest move in the world." He moves to his ruined shirt and rummages around, pulling out a coinpurse. "At least I thought to split the money up into multiple purses. Those thugs only stole one." He hands her the purse. "I'd give you more, but I still need to pay off the debt." Checking inside, she counts a few hundred crowns.

 

[Regin34]

Selwyn chuckles, and then winces in pain. "Ah! Heh... Yes, I suppose that wasn't the brightest move in the world." He moves to his ruined shirt and rummages around, pulling out a coinpurse. "At least I thought to split the money up into multiple purses. Those thugs only stole one." He hands her the purse. "I'd give you more, but I still need to pay off the debt." Checking inside, she counts a few hundred crowns.

Trista take the coins and nod.
"Wait, are you still going to go back to Whoreson? Only to get killed for good this time?" She asked and look at his uncle.
"And you are going to allow for this?"

 

[Tjf]

"Haaahn... y-yes... masters." Mirellia moaned, still in a half unconscious state. It takes her a few minutes before she manages the strength to get back in her room. But as she did, the sexy milf didn't bother to fix her dress, nor remove the collar around her neck.

Returning to her room, Mirellia feels herself drifting off to sleep almost immediately, her recovered strength having been depleted with the pounding she just took. When she awakens, the next morning, she finally feels refreshed and back to her normal self. Looking around, she spots a breastplate on the dresser. The piece of armour isn't as high quality as the last, given that there was no time to forge a new one specifically for her, but it's steel, and should be able to defend her from weapons and monsters alike.

 

[Tjf]

Trista take the coins and nod.
"Wait, are you still going to go back to Whoreson? Only to get killed for good this time?" She asked and look at his uncle.
"And you are going to allow for this?"

"What other choice do I have?" Selwyn grins. "Still, I won't be going straight to Whoreson. I recognised one of the thugs who stabbed me, from the first meeting I had with Whoreson. I'm going to find that man, and reclaim the money he stole." Selwyn's uncle snorts. "What would you have me do, chain him up in the basement? He's an adult, he can do as he pleases." He waves dismissively.

 

[asddas193]

Returning to her room, Mirellia feels herself drifting off to sleep almost immediately, her recovered strength having been depleted with the pounding she just took. When she awakens, the next morning, she finally feels refreshed and back to her normal self. Looking around, she spots a breastplate on the dresser. The piece of armour isn't as high quality as the last, given that there was no time to forge a new one specifically for her, but it's steel, and should be able to defend her from weapons and monsters alike.

As she awakens, Mirellia thought her fantasy had once again taken over. But, as she felt the collar still firmly around her neck. And the dried cum on her crotch, she shuddered as she realized... she didn't have to fantasize anymore. But for now, she removes her collar and cleans herself up. Donning one of her newly bought dress, and lingerie set. She goes to the dining room to see when they'll be starting the plan.

Spoiler: The one of the left

 

[Regin34]

"What other choice do I have?" Selwyn grins. "Still, I won't be going straight to Whoreson. I recognised one of the thugs who stabbed me, from the first meeting I had with Whoreson. I'm going to find that man, and reclaim the money he stole." Selwyn's uncle snorts. "What would you have me do, chain him up in the basement? He's an adult, he can do as he pleases." He waves dismissively.

Trista shake her head.
"Very well, do you think is best but small advise, this time don't go alone. No ofence, but you are not a fighter and these thugs live for fighting, so... Stay safe." She said and turn around to leave mansion.

 

[Tjf]

As she awakens, Mirellia thought her fantasy had once again taken over. But, as she felt the collar still firmly around her neck. And the dried cum on her crotch, she shuddered as she realized... she didn't have to fantasize anymore. But for now, she removes her collar and cleans herself up. Donning one of her newly bought dress, and lingerie set. She goes to the dining room to see when they'll be starting the plan.

Spoiler: The one of the left

Heading back to the dining room, she sees Ashton and Gunther waiting for her, as well as Samuel the mage, who unfurls several sets of blueprints. The mage seems oblivious as Mirellia's masters give her hungry looks at the sight of her in the revealing dress, before getting to business.

"Ah, madam." Samuel smiles. "I'm glad that you're well. I heard you were wounded while saving my life?" He bows courteously. "You have my sincere gratitude." Turning back to the blueprints, he begins. "So, we're very nearly ready to enact the plan. We just need one more thing first."

He turns to her. "There's an enchantress who maintains a spell on the vault, which summons several golems to attack intruders. We need you to deal with the enchantress."

 

[Tjf]

Trista shake her head.
"Very well, do you think is best but small advise, this time don't go alone. No ofence, but you are not a fighter and these thugs live for fighting, so... Stay safe." She said and turn around to leave mansion.

"Thank you, Trista. I'll do my best." The two of them let her leave.

 

[Regin34]

"Thank you, Trista. I'll do my best." The two of them let her leave.

Trista was little suprised that no one of them decided to try to hire her as bodyguard. Well, she still would to refuse because of another job, but they should know the witcher have one of best fighters in the north. Not the best one, there are ewen some humas what can defeat witcher, but of most. Well, their decition. Trista decided to go back to inn of old Brosca and not getting inviled in another buisness.

 

[asddas193]

Heading back to the dining room, she sees Ashton and Gunther waiting for her, as well as Samuel the mage, who unfurls several sets of blueprints. The mage seems oblivious as Mirellia's masters give her hungry looks at the sight of her in the revealing dress, before getting to business.

"Ah, madam." Samuel smiles. "I'm glad that you're well. I heard you were wounded while saving my life?" He bows courteously. "You have my sincere gratitude." Turning back to the blueprints, he begins. "So, we're very nearly ready to enact the plan. We just need one more thing first."

He turns to her. "There's an enchantress who maintains a spell on the vault, which summons several golems to attack intruders. We need you to deal with the enchantress."

Seeing her master's hungry gaze, Mirellia shuddered while listening to Samuel speak. "No... I wasn't injured. They just captured me... and tried to question me. I told them nothing." She replied in her usual cold tone. And as she heard the plan, she raises an eyebrow, "Where will I find this enchantress? And if she's in such an important role, won't she be heavily guarded?"

 

[Tjf]

Trista was little suprised that no one of them decided to try to hire her as bodyguard. Well, she still would to refuse because of another job, but they should know the witcher have one of best fighters in the north. Not the best one, there are ewen some humas what can defeat witcher, but of most. Well, their decition. Trista decided to go back to inn of old Brosca and not getting inviled in another buisness.

Heading back to the inn, she sees Brosca behind the bar, raising his hand in welcome. Gustav and Ignazy sit at the bar, drinking slowly.