Ongoing Story/Her kind expression, filled with some worry that she may have hurt you
From Create Your Own Story
Chapter 37: Sweet Relief (Take that any way you like....) and a Shocking Revelation
"Did I hurt you...?" Despite her sultry-sounding voice, you can sense a genuine feeling of worry from her. Mentally, you sigh in relief. She seems to have retained that sweet personality that you liked so much about her.
"No, you didn't...quite the contrary, actually."
"Oh, thank goodness...I was trying to wear you out, but I thought I had gone too far." She smiles and kisses you on the lips, this time keeping her tongue out of your mouth. You return the kiss, caressing her cheek as you notice Elena and Carol also beginning to stir. "Is this enough, Kayla?"
You immediately shake your head. "No, not yet. It'll take a bit more to convince them." Privately, you chuckle. Actually, you're almost sure that this'll be enough, but you simply can't resist staying with Alma just a while longer. Taking the time to look around, you notice Bryon wiping his nose with a bloody handkerchief...evidently the poor young man just had a nosebleed. Li'a was blushing fiercely, but was conserving her energy for the mission ahead.
Though a bit unsure, Alma nods her head. "Alright, then," she giggles, resuming caressing your bodies with her hands, tongue, and tentacles. Moaning slightly, you feel Carol start to join her adopted daughter in exploring your beauty as she herself is explored by a very lusty Elena. Judging from the older knight's groans, you assume the princess is doing a great job. Of course, there's also the possibility that it's Alma's roving tentacles that are contributing to that. Goodness knows that they're doing the same for you....
The next half-hour is simply a long series of flashes of white light for you, coupled with the sensations of fingers and tongues running all over your body and a cacophony of screams and moans as all four of you orgasm again and again. It gets so bad that you actually begin to forget your name in the haze of pleasure, concerning yourself only with crying out for more. And more came.
And came.
And came.
When you finally come down from your high, you wipe some female cum off of your face and look happily around. Alma looks blissfully sated, as do Carol and Elena. Bryon is looking away very uncomfortably, and Li'a is just staring at the wall blankly. Alma smiles sweetly at you, then looks at what you have in your hand, her expression falling.
You're holding your dagger.
You smile grimly and say, "It has to be done," before starting to work on the other half of your plan. The cuts you give yourself are minor, but should pass off as a good indicator of how you were captured besides Alma's charms. When finished, you hand Carol the dagger, and she begins to "dress" herself in the same way, then hands it off to Elena, who follows suit. All of you make sure that the cuts, while visible, don't detract much from your agility and ability to fight. Alma looks quite upset, but nods and fetches the rope, making sure to secure it tightly over your wrists. As the four of you get ready, you nudge Bryon. "Make sure to be ready to leave a few minutes after we do....that'll give us time to attract the attention of the guards." Focusing on your directions, Bryon nods, keeping his eyes on yours.
Li'a smiles tightly and kisses all four of you on the cheek. "Take care. When this is over, I'll heal you." You acknowledge her with a nod and a return kiss on her cheek.
With a deep breath, you step out, Alma leading the way in her awakened form. While she put her clothes back on, the three of you are naked - a last-minute change you suggested for extra realism - with your weapons hanging from Alma's belt. The first minute passes in silence, but then a demon patrol catches sight of you and begins a series of whoops, lusty growls, and catcalls. When one reaches to touch you, Alma interjects. "These captives are for Lord Luhrash. He implied great displeasure if they were not brought to him immediately." Her voice is a perfect example of authority, and you wonder if she got that from authoritative nobles around where she lived as a child...or perhaps it was from Carol dealing with unwanted guests. Either way, she leads you to Luhrash's chamber without further incident besides the usual series of appreciative stares and the occasional lick.
True to Elena's whispered directions, you soon reach the familiar door that you knew led to Luhrash's sanctum. The guards size you up before letting you pass. The sorceror is sitting smugly on a throne, his giant cock being tended to by two wanton succubi. He groans with pleasure, then beckons Alma further in.
"Why do you disturb me?" he asks.
"I found these prisoners trying to break into the castle, Lord."
"Ah...I see our elf-slut didn't get enough shame the first time...and the traitor princess too...and-" he cuts himself off as he stares intently at Carol. The sorcerer then dismisses the two demonesses servicing his member, standing up in the process.
"Guards, leave us," he says shortly, which they acquiesce to. Turning to Carol, he says,
