Ongoing Story/"Finish the job those two succubi started, slave!"
From Create Your Own Story
Chapter 38: Kneel Before Your Master
"Are you deaf? On your knees worm!" Luhrash commands angrily when Lady Carol initially balks at his request.
You hold your breath in fear, Carol is taking to long to comply. None of you are within striking distance of Luhrash. If the sorcerer suspects something is amiss, he can use his magic to kill you all before you have a chance to hurt him!
Luckily, Alma takes action. Using the butt of her whip, she delivers a swift blow to the back of her mother's head. "You heard him slut! Submit or Die! The Master is waiting!" The harsh words coming from her daughter's mouth shock the older woman out of her paralysis, realizing she is putting all your lives in danger. The knight obediently walks forward to Luhrash's throne and lowers herself until her face is level with the cock of the powerful mage. If she were armed, like you or Alma, she could kill him easily, before he had a chance to utter a spell. As it is, she has no choice but to take his softening prick in her hands and aim it toward her lips.
Once again she hesitates, and Luhrash grows increasingly impatient at Carol's reluctance. You can tell what the problem is from the look of apprehension in her eyes. Carol does not just have lesbian tendencies, she is a hardcore dyke, finding men completely repulsive sexually. Not only that, she has never sucked cock before and obviously is uncertain how to proceed.
"Lick the shaft! Rub it against your face!" You hiss instructions to her under your breath. Carol nods and does what you tell her. The necromancer relaxes a bit, but seems a little bored with her technique. "Open your mouth wide and take it into your mouth!" You whisper and she hears you. Unfortunately once the cock is in her mouth, she just sucks on it, not bobbing her head at all. Angrily, Luhrash put his hands on the back of her head and starts slamming her face down on his hard dick. You wince as he rapes her mouth brutally, ramming his rod down her throat without mercy. Never having deepthroated a man, Carol has no clue how to time her breathing in rhythm with Luhrash's erection pumping in and out of her airway. She panics and starts to gag, but the Warlock is indifferent to her pain and fucks her face even harder. Reflexively, Carol bites down. Luhrash screams and backhands her across the face, knocking her to the floor where she lies gasping for air and spitting up a mixture of saliva, precum, and blood from the split lip she just received. Luhrash begins chanting an spell and you know Carol is doomed.
To the left of the Spellcaster you see Bryon sneak out from behind an ornate tapestry, sword in hand. Seeing the Lady Carol in danger from the exit way of the secret passage, he plans on trying to rescue her. The boy is only going to get himself killed too! You have to do something, and quick! You wave Bryron back to his hiding spot and get Alma's attention. She reads your expression perfectly.
"Impudent whore!" Alma screams at her mother and cracks her whip, interrupting the magician's incantation. The flurry of lashes Alma delivers not only rip open the flesh of her mother's back, but more importantly save her life. Luhrash seems mollified, for the moment, to have the sucubi deliver the punishment.
"Here, take this one! All elf-sluts know how to use their mouth!" Alma says and pushes you towards your new "master". She knows you have two daggers hidden and are the one best suited to "distract" Luhrash until you have the opertunity to use them on him.
"That's right! I haven't sampled the half-breed's tongue as of yet!" Luhrash smiles and beckons you towards him.
You smile inwardly to yourself. This vile man will soon be dead by your hand, a victim of his own lust. When he reaches climax, you'll draw your daggers and attack before he regains bodily control. Stepping foward you drop to your knees and begin pleasuring him with your tongue, licking both his thick cock and his hairy ball sack. He leans back in his throne and moans in appreciation.
"The demoness was right, this elf-whore certainly knows what a man likes. Don't you bitch? How many men have cum on that lovely face? A hundred? Two hundred? And I'll bet you loved it every time!" He sneers as he twists one of your pink nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
Actually, the number of men is quite a bit higher. But you see that Bryon has taken offense, his face burning red with anger as he watches another man abuse you. He seems ready to intervene, his ego bruised that you are with another man while he is forced to watch. You double your oral efforts, hoping to distract Luhrash from noticing the boy's presence.
What happens now?
