MOTDE: Stomp down on Chalisa´s clit with the heel of your boot B1

From Create Your Own Story

You elevate your leg into the air, keeping the heel pointing downwards at the painfully swollen and defenseless clitoris of Chalisa. With her face still lodged in-between Faylin´s thighs and mindlessly munching away on that royal pussy, the surface-elf priestess is completely unaware of your oncoming attack.

With great force you slam your leg downwards - the bloated and super-sensitive sex-bud is absolutely crushed and flattened under the heel of your boot.

“MMMMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRAAAAUUUGGGH!” Chalisa screams with her entire body behind the cry. The intense, gutturally sound is muffled by the sloppy pussy nested on top of her mouth. Your crushing heel not only unleash hellish anguish from the impact - but also sets-off the sexual-climax that was so close to erupting. The blinding pain mixes with the euphoric pleasure already in her body and becomes one nerve-wrecking orgasm that acts as a uncontrollably agonizing exodus of all the built-up desire inside her. The long-awaited orgasm shoots every part of her body into a frenzy. Her limbs strain violently against its bounds, making the table quiver as her body jolts from the orgasmic demolition of her clitoris.

As her body trembles uncontrollable - comes from the depths of Chalisa´s pussy-canal - a stream of clear cunt-fluids that squirts straight outwards into the open and splashes against your svelte leg. The stream of watery cum absolutely soaks the lower part of your leg as your other leg is still crushing Chalisa´s clitoris under its heel. You and Rainye laugh in surprise at the disgraceful and humiliating reaction from the surface-priestess body, while Faylin looks on in horror - her face still painted with blushing lust from the orgasm.

"See slave-Queen? Even pain is pleasure to a surface-elven whore! You cunts get off from anything we inflict on you!" you say with obvious triumph to the horror-struck Queen.

After quite a while of Chalisa´s body jerking and twitching it suddenly stops moving and falls dead-still. Faylin feels the head in-between her loins fall limp as it shuts down and hangs unrestrained over the table edge. The fucktoys mind drifts deeply into unconsciousness from the dreadful pain and overstimulation of the orgasm. Only then do you remove the heel from Chalisa´s smashed clitoris. The erogenous zone is now one blistering red area - as from a horrid wound - with a mangled and disfigured clitoris.

"That was... amazing High-Huntress. You really destroyed her, forced her over the edge!"

"Yes it was entertaining," you say and take another look at your cum-drenched leg, "your preparations are not unappreciated. However, for now, I will ask you something. What are your opinions of my new second-in-command? Do you think Trix is worthy of the position?"

Rainye answers without questions. "Well, she is young, energetic, merciless, a skilled leader - albeit an inexperienced one. I think she can be everything Minvir failed to be my High-Huntress," Rainye dutifully replies.

"Really, so you fully support Trix as the new second-in-command? She is still inexperienced in actual warfare as you said. You don't think that there where someone more experienced, more proven and skilled than Trix that deserves the rank?" Your questioning voice unusually authoritarian even for yourself.

Rainye smiles, almost happily, "Are you insulating that I could have taken the role?" She moves closer to you, stopping within kissing range. Yet the dark elf has her eyes downcast, towards your feet instead of your eyes. "But that is forbidden High-Huntress, only a woman of clan Char is ever allowed to ascend to any leader-position within the Huntresses. For me - a mere vassal of Char, a servant if you will - to even think such a thought, would be treason." Rainye´s voice lowers, it becomes seductive and submissive, "are you testing my loyalties, Mistress Daine?"

You grin at how easily she spotted your rouse, but refrain from responding.

"Well then... I see that I must reaffirm my vows-of-service to clan Char." Rainye whispers and gets down on her hands-and-knees like a dog. She sticks her head forward towards your cum-drenched leg and extends her tongue. With a wide stroke the concupiscent woman begins scooping the glistering squirt-fluids off your leg. She laps very much like an animal, being careful never to use her lips to suck any of the cunt-juices off your leather-clad leg. This is possible with her long, agile and expertly-trained tongue-muscle. The woman seems to be enjoying it too, wiggling her butt playfully side-to-side as she drinks Chalisa´s girl-juices.

You grab the dark elf's white hair and raise her back to her feet where you abruptly force her into a sloppy kiss. The cum-flavor is all over her, stuck in the nooks and crannies of her delicious mouth. As abruptly as you incited the kiss you end it and say to her face, "you slut Rainye! Such slavish actions would be highly-dishonorable if made public."

She smiles. "Vassals need to be kept on a short leash High-Huntress. It would be good for you to have something to blackmail me with if you where to ever suspect my loyalties again."

Her response makes you grin back at her. "You truly are a wanton slut. But you're my slut Rainye. Faylin! Get over here."

The Queen has stood shocked though your conversation, only now does she move her thighs away from Chalisa's unconscious head. As she does so you grab the leash of her collar again.

"Rainye, I am done with you. Meet me at the throne room later when we begin to prepare the journey back to the underworld."

"As you wish High-Huntress." Your servant bows, and you leave the temple with Faylin still chained to your leash.