In the baths he sees Sarva, the succubus in her human form as she sweeps up. She beams when she sees him. "Ah, Angelo! Here for a wash?"
She moans and screams, crying out in pure, rapturous pleasure as he pounds her. "I need cock! I need to be used, abused, de-oh God- degraded! I'll do anything you want, anything! No matter how depraved, or wrong! Just let me serve you!"
'Hey there,' Angelo smiled at her, as he approached and gave her a little hug followed by a kiss on her cheek, 'I am, a bath would be great. How are you doing?'
She blushes at the kiss and begins pouring fresh water from buckets into the tub and lighting the brazier beneath. "I've been well. The lady isn't as tyrannical as I thought, and there are plenty of soldiers around who are more than willing to feed me when I get hungry."
'That's good to hear,' Angelo smiled, 'I'm glad you're settling in a little. Sorry that Marguerite and I have been a bit busy lately. Otherwise you wouldn't need to go to any soldiers for your needs.' He chuckled, as he undid the cord on his robe and pulled it over his head, leaving him in his underwear, 'How's the work? Not too mind-numbing, I hope.'
Arne smirked hearing such a confession. "That offer of yours, should I take it? Or decline it?" He pushed her head underwater and held her there while fucking her energetically. He grunted with pleasure as he shot his seed into her snatch. He then raised her allowing her finally to catch some air. "I will accept your servitude, slut." He pulled her hair and the woman started energetically blowing him, cleaning his dick. "Marzena!" As his subordinate arrived, he pulled away Grita and fixed his clothes. "This is our new acquisition. Make sure that this whore knows the pecking order and she's lowest among us." As Marzena smiles cruelly, Arne walks up to Luise and slaps her ass. He then walks outside. "Vaclav!" He turned to his subordinate. "Prepare gallows. We will be hanging two of those wenches. After you are done, join me - we will have some fun with them before their executions." He paused for a moment. "Has Ghoa returned yet?"
“Thank you for coming, sister Marguerite, I have a couple of questions that I hope you will be able to answer. Please, have a seat.” Ophelia invited the inquisitor. Before she could say anything more, though... Another visitor? “Come in!” The noblewoman called to the person behind the door. @asddas193
"Is that so?" She laughs. "It's not exactly exiting, but better than being on the run." The water begins to steam.
Vaclav gives a cruel grin. "Sounds like fun. Yeah, she got back with that herbalist while you were interrogating the last one." He points to where Ghoa stands with the still unconscious herbalist slung over a cart, before heading off to get the local executioner to ready the gallows.
'Of course, I'd try to take care of you... but well... two succubi might be a bit much for a single monk,' Angelo chuckled, as he pulled down his underwear, not covering himself from her view, she had seens everything before. He stepped into the tub and lowered himself down, sighing, 'Hmm, that's nice...'
Her skilled hands massage him. "Don't worry, Marguerite and I don't feed on you. You'd be useless if she drained you every time she bedded you, after all." Her hands, combined with the hot water, ease the monk's muscles. "I'm well fed, so don't worry."
Angelo sighed, enjoying the massage, 'Hmmm~, she doesn't feed on me? I thought that's why she hired me in the first place.' He looked up at her, smirking, 'Well fed, huh? Are you trying to make me jealous?'
Once she was given permission, Allune enters. Only to find the female inquisitor who had just sat down. "O-oh, i'm sorry, I didn't know you had company. I can come back later if I intruded on your conversation." She said, waiting by the door for Ophelia's reply.
"Jealous? Little old me could make you jealous? You flatter me." She giggles, fingers digging in deep, working away knots in his back. "If Marguerite was feeding on you, you'd look like a dried up prune by now. I guess you've got something else to offer her. I don't know what she could possibly see in you, personally."
'It must be my excellent conversation skills,' Angelo chuckled, 'Might get boring with noone to talk to.' He closed his eyes for a moment, 'You're really good at that.' He opened them again and looked at her, 'Why don't you get in the tub too and join me?'
“It's alright, sister Marguerite just got here, right before you. I have a few questions for her, but we have not started yet, so you're not interrupting anything.” Ophelia reassured the busty blonde. “So, what can I do for you, Allune? Is there a problem?”
"I won't say no." The succubus maid pulls her dress over her head and slides into the tub next to him.
"None. Just a side effect of the drug. She'll wake like the others did, assuming she drank the same thing." Ghoa nods to her leader, before the herbalist begins to stir.
