A Dream of Empire Ch. 026

"Well go on, dear," Faranya teased, pushing Alanna towards him. "Serve him. Be useful."

"Yes, mistress," she instantly obeyed. Alanna crawled towards Talos, transfixed on his twitching prick, all while knowing Faranya was watching her jiggling ass from behind. Then, she shuddered, realizing Faranya could see how fucking wet she was.

Alanna wrapped her hand around Talos' thick shaft, pumping on him gently as she settled in beneath him. She told herself to never look Talos in the eye - a bedslave would never do that for anyone but her mistress. But she did kiss his crown, fondled his balls with her free hand, and began to swallow his huge pole like she'd done a thousand times before. This time felt different, though - she'd never been offered to Talos by someone else before.

Faranya's greatest bedslave hastened her rhythm, taking as much of him into her mouth as possible before his cockhead pressed against the back of her throat. Alanna manually stroked whatever inches she couldn't fit between her lips and massaged his nuts as she knew every man appreciated. Alanna found herself in such joy that she only broke from her reverie when she felt play-mistress's hand on the back of her skull. Alanna wondered how long she'd already been sucking.

"Come now, slave. I know you can take more than that," Faranya giggled. Talos' hand soon joined hers on the back of Alanna's head.

"I don't... think it matters," he groaned, bucking forward as his cock pulsed between Alanna's lips. She stroked him faster, sucked harder, and was soon rewarded with Talos' cum splashing against her tongue.

"Do not swallow! Wear your shame on your breasts," Faranya sternly demanded.

Alanna pulled away from her man. She didn't even think of disobeying her mistress. She pushed her tits up and together, then parted her mouth just enough to let Talos' cum drool out in a single stream. There was so much seed -- the outcome of leaving Talos pent up for a couple days -- that soon most her boobs were covered in the stuff. His cum pooled between them, dripping down onto her belly and thighs soon after.

Alanna gave an exaggerated moan for her mistress, but was utterly enthralled by the attention.

"Do I please you, mistress?" she asked adorably, biting her lip as the cum dripped from her chin. Faranya only giggled at her despondency. What a pitiful sight Alanna must have made; kneeling there between them, covered in seed. The thought only warmed her further.

"Humiliated enough for you?" Faranya asked of Talos. He rubbed his chin, his twitching cock still refusing to retire.

"Hmm... it's a start," he smirked. Faranya only laughed harder.

"And how, pray tell, can we destroy her further?"

Talos shrugged. "I usually just spank her for a bit, but I don't think she deserves the pleasure," he replied with another bout of chin tapping. He snapped his fingers a moment later, when his gaze wandered over the patch of flowers growing through the floorboards.

"Think you can summon those binds again like at Dun Aysla?" he devilishly asked.

"Ah. I could..." Faranya conspiratorially agreed. "Though, they would not be as matured. The soil here is weak from winter, and my favorite binds take many a day to grow. Still, we can manage something."

Faranya looked away from him but for a moment. "Alanna, as per our sorcerous laws I demand your utter consent."

Alanna turned on her knees, her cheeks turning a deep crimson as she remembered those binds from Dun Aysla. "Um, yeah mistress, of course. But can I have a safe-word?" she blurted out.

"A safe-word?" Faranya squinted.

"Like... a word I can use if you go too far. To stop things," Alanna blushed. This would certainly go too far!

Faranya merely scrunched her nose at the thought. "That is not consent, dear. Get onto the bed."

So much for that idea. At least Talos is here, Alanna reasoned. Surely he would put a stop to things if Faranya went too far.

"Yes, mistress," Alanna meekly obeyed. She waddled over to the bed and laid down on her back, Talos' seed still dripping from her body and ruining the bed thereon.

"Other way, dear," Faranya commanded. Alanna flipped over onto her tummy.

"Raise your butt." Alanna did as she was told.

"Spread your legs more." She did that, too. Alanna felt a sudden tingling sensation as a thin vine, no thicker than a quill, coiled around her ankle. Faranya sat down beside her, rubbing Alanna's back as her other ankle was similarly bound.

"And do not be so tense!" Faranya giggled. "You are in my hands now, Alanna. You have nothing to fear but disappointing me."

Oh gods. Alanna shivered again. "Yes, mistress!"

Alanna's wrists were taken next, each bound by a pair of vines that coiled around one another, steadily creeping up her arms. The vines on her legs advanced simultaneously, first wrapping around her calves, then up her thighs. Ahh...

Alanna was now cut off from the world strings. She could feel no magics. She could see nothing but what was in front of her, and only then when her eyes weren't screwed shut. And still the vines advanced, even growing thicker as they reached her ass and shoulders. They squeezed her, bound her in place, and, for the first time, Alanna did struggle a bit.

"I demanded consent," Faranya seethed.

"I-I'm trying!" Alanna whined. It was then that Talos stepped to her side, taking one of her hands in his. She smiled up at him. Her heartbeat dropped in tempo. She could do this.

The floorboards creaked as more and more vines crept out from between them, undulating up the bed posts until they coiled around Alanna wherever they possibly could. Her tits seemed to be an obvious point of interest. There the binds congregated most fiercely, first wrapping around the circumference of her soft flesh, before making circles as they slithered towards her nipples.

Faranya held Alanna's hand as the vines squeezed and groped her, as if to help her through the pain. Yet, nothing was actually painful, in truth. If Alanna wanted to move, though, she would have had to do so minutes ago, and even then it might have been a fruitless endeavor. Faranya eventually released her hand, then walked around to stand in front of her...

Where she was holding two thicker vines! Sweet Mother above! She raised the vine in her left hand, which was about an inch thick and oozing with some sort of sap.

"This bind is special. It releases an aphrodisiac, masked as the world's sweetest honey. You are going to love it with your mouth," she explained, making Alanna's heart jump in her chest. She then raised the other, one of similar size with a hole at the end. "This one provides air via hyper-synthesis. You will love it less than the first, but you must love it too. Understand?"

"Um... eh-heh-heh..." she whimpered.

"This is awesome," Talos declared. "You probably play with those all the time, huh Anya?"

The elf's green eyes widened like saucers. "What?! Absolutely not!" she huffed out in haste denial. "No, these are only for the most whorish of ladies. I would never-"

"Uh huh."

As Faranya's denial tightened, so too did the vines securing Alanna to the bed. "If you are implying that I am a whore, Talos-"

"I didn't mention whores," he smirked. Alanna's legs, breasts, arms and neck were squeezed even tighter.

"Fine! I understand!" Alanna anxiously cried, lolling out her tongue in absolute submission. The bindings loosened as Faranya looked her way.

Faranya brought the two vines close to Alanna's lips, until the drooling vine lurched forward into her mouth seemingly on its own volition. An earthen taste, soon masked by a flood of sweet honey forced Alanna to seal her lips around it. She had no choice but to swallow it all down, lest she drown in the stuff.

The honey invaded Alanna's every sense. She smelled warmth as the vine lubricated her throat, tasted passion, somehow, as the vine-cock invaded her further. Soon her throat began to numb... and it was then that Alanna realized the need of the second vine, and so shoved that into her mouth beside the first.

And not a minute had passed before her head started to cloud. Her memories, desires, everything seemed to lighten under the honey's influence until they floated up and away, far enough to be of no bother. Nothing in the world deserved her worry any longer. Mistress certainly seemed pleased. The vines in her throat seemed pleased as well, considering how much they leaked.

Alanna slurped down more of the delicious honey as the smaller vines coiled around her, squeezing ever-tighter. Mistress and Talos were speaking somewhere, far, far away. In the room, perhaps. Probably about her. Neither mistress nor Talos dispensed honey when she pleasured them, though, so it likely wasn't important. Alanna pulled against the binds holding her wrists in place, but only in an attempt coax more honey-seed from the vine in her mouth. Alas, she was pinned to the bed. It didn't matter.

Until suddenly her mind was lit by the brightest fire! Something mattered now! Something important, something terribly overwhelming; the deep ache in her pussy caused by its emptiness. The desire for something to fill it. Cock. In her. Now!

Alanna wrestled with the vines pinning her down, worriedly scanning the room for something to satisfy her need. Anything! Talos!

"Mm-mm-mmf!" she cried a muffled cry, demanding he fuck her at once. Talos calmly treaded her way.

"What's that, slut? You want me to stroke off on your face?" he smirked, brushing her knuckles against her cheek.

"Mm-mm!" she shook her head.

"I mean, I guess. Seems a waste though," he shrugged. Mistress gently slapped him on the shoulder.

"Come now you goof, get behind her. The aphrodisiac is maddening if the imbiber is not sated," she giggled. "In fact... you have probably had enough of that, dear."

The vine-dicks in Alanna's mouth suddenly retreated to the floor, causing her to feel empty and hot and needy. She needed cock!

"I wanna cock!" she exclaimed, wiggling her butt as she desperately looked to Talos. "I wanna cock, honey, your big cock in me... shove it in me. Shove it! Shove it!!"

"Okay, okay, relax," Talos chuckled.

Alanna pushed her jiggling ass towards him, already humping the air before he'd even arrived. "Shove... it!"

"I am! Gods, Faranya, what's in that stuff?"

"Oh, well, the specifics would bore you. I will say that the mixture affects everyone differently," mistress answered him.

Talos smacked Alanna's ass as he mounted her, gripping her waist as he lined himself up. He plunged into her, hard, all the way to the hilt in one hard thrust, causing her body to spasm with pure relief as she greedily pushed back against his thick, juicy, loving prick.

"Come to think of it, though... her reaction is new to me. Hm."

Alanna hadn't a clue what mistress was saying anymore -- she was too busy crying out in pleasure as Talos gave her the rough fucking she deserved. She licked her lips, hoping to find more sweet honey to swallow, and came near instantly on her man's giant tool; a peak that didn't satisfy her craving in the slightest!

"More! Harder! Harder!!" Alanna screamed.

Talos gave it his all. He pushed down on Alanna's back and drove deep into her cunt, faster and forcefully, and while she did feel amazing on every one of his thrusts, the micro-moments between them were absolutely frustrating! Alanna needed more!

"I need moore... mistress..." she growled, despite cumming simultaneously.

Mistress frowned at her, tilting her head. "Hm. Perhaps you took in too much aphrodisiac. A moment." She then skipped out of view, already preparing her magics.

Alanna's binds started to move again. The ones near her chest coiled around her breasts, the thinnest of which wrapping over her nipples themselves. Then, they hummed, vibrating their love into her chest.

"Yee-hee~" Alanna babbled and laughed. Amazing!

And still others moved. Two more approached her mound, both coiling around her clit as if it were the world's tiniest cock. And then they hummed! Yay!

Mistress twirled back into view. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but decided to say nothing once she witnessed whatever visage was on Alanna's face. She was drooling, laughing, moaning and crying, and it probably looked ugly, but Alanna didn't care!

"Mistress... ish sho good!" she squealed.

"I know, little babe. I know," mistress cooed, stroking Alanna's hair as she was ravished by cock and vine.

Nothing made sense to Alanna any more but pleasure. Her mind was abuzz with sparks of lightning and absolutely nothing else, and still the orgasms came on without any involvement from her whatsoever. She wanted to be involved, of course; but the binds simply wouldn't allow it! Use words, she thought!

"Cumming! Cumming! Cumming!" Alanna helpfully exclaimed, getting her ass smacked in painful reply.

Success. With her part in all this done, Alanna went back to riding her wave of orgasms sprinkled with squealing sighs. And as her mind slowly but surely started to go blank...

"Alanna," mistress caught her attention, lifting a new two-inch-thick vine into view. A new friend! "This one's special. Through harmonic vibrations, it allows me to feel pleasure via the amount of suction you apply. In turn, you are rewarded with more honey."

"Yeah, shove it down my throat!" Alanna eagerly agreed.

"I have to make it very clear, Alanna, that you are not to bite it," mistress instructed, lifting her dress to reveal that another branch of the vine was nestled within her.

"Yeah, yeah! I won't! Gimme!" Alanna still agreed between Talos' endless thrusts. She reminded herself to push back against him - at least, as far as her bonds would let her. "I'll make you come! I'll make you feel goood! Like I do!"

A moment of hesitation crossed mistress's mind, but she shoved it into Alanna's mouth all the same. Alanna now knew she had to give her everything to please mistress. She greedily gobbled that vine-dick, coaxing out whatever honey she could but not forgetting that ultimate goal of making mistress happy. Fortunately she was soon moaning, and Alanna was able to nestle into a comfortable rhythm of getting railed, squeezed and used.

Everything was perfect. Alanna was cumming, mistress was moaning, Talos was grunting, and Alanna was cumming. This was the life. Now mistress would always want her, and Talos would never abandon her again! Yippee!

Everything was perfect. Well, almost everything. And perhaps Alanna was imagining it, but this honey-seed tasted quite different than the first batch. It was certainly less sweet... even slightly bitter at times... and it wasn't causing her pussy to alight with an unconquerable desire. Still, she gulped down every drop she could as the never-ending peak continued. She spasmed from every one of her man's thrusts, and with the remnants of her fleeting consciousness she put every effort into not biting the vine-dick in her mouth.

Good thing, too. Mistress's shaking knees gave out a minute later, causing her to collapse to the floor. Alanna tried to apologize, probably, but could only let out a muffled whimper.

"Mm-mm-my!"

"Ohh..." mistress huffed-and-puffed, shaking her head. "Do not be, dear. You satisfied me well."

Mistress eventually found her feet after that amazing blowjob, and her first act was to remove her special friend from Alanna's mouth. Alanna gasped for air -- then pouted, realizing the honey was now gone as well.

"That's, ah, good, but... but can I keep it?!" Alanna desperately whined. Mistress leaned towards her, wrapping her hand around her chin.

"Nonsense, sweetie. Any more honey will fatten you up. And I cannot have a fat bed-slave, now can I?" she cooed. Alanna quickly shook her head.

"No, I, um, you, ah! Deserve cute Alanna. Not fat."

"That's right, dear," mistress smiled. "Have you thanked Talos yet? He's giving his all to please you."

"No..." Alanna pouted. She turned her head as best she could. "Talos... thanks for fucks. I mean, fucking me," she giggled.

Alanna hadn't put much thought into it quite yet, but her ever-gasm had already subsided into a delightful range of hills, rather than the sky-shattering peaks it had been.

In her current state she couldn't have known that she'd been ravaged by her man for the past half-hour now. She couldn't have known that each orgasm after the fifth had been less intense than the one prior. Eventually she did calm down, though, and did she ever feel terribly, terribly sleepy. The honey's gift, it seemed, did not last an eternity.

Alanna wiggled her butt for Talos. "Cum for me, baby... I'm ready..."

Talos gave her ass one last spank before pulling out of her. "We're past that point twice over," he groaned, making an awkward retreat from the bed. Alanna slumped forward, her eyes fluttering shut as her heart was finally given chance to calm.

"Oh. That's good," she blissfully murmured.

She couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, and Alanna didn't know if she slept for a minute or an hour after that. When mistress finally roused her with a gentle stroke of her cheek, she noticed that the magics pinning her to the bed had vanished - as had Talos, probably for more supper.

"Come on, Alanna," mistress whispered to her. "Let us ask Ashlynn if she has a wash basin."

"Mm-kay, mistress," Alanna blissfully sighed. This, for whatever reason, caused her mistress to giggle.

"It's Faranya, dear. Come along now."