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Selene let out a shuddering breath of relief. There were still tears in her eyes when she watched as Caleldra disappear. Clearly, a mother's pain at the death of her child was a powerful thing. A truly wicked smile pulled at the corners of Selene's mouth until it was a wide rictus of not-quite-sanity. Laughter ripped from her own throat, a broken, derisive sound that filled the room as Caleldra vacated it.
The laughter inevitably devolved into broken sobs that made her whole body shudder and heave. For a moment, she thought she was going to be sick all over the floor. Selene didn't much want to taint the loot she had temporarily liberated from that mad cunt. Selene allowed herself the weeping for a short while before she gathered her wits enough to look about her and start drying her tears.
Damn. The bitch stole her ring. Selene liked that thing.
Double damn. Now she was almost distractingly horny from the pleasure that was necessarily cut short. Selene couldn't bring herself to be proud that she had resisted the urge to climax while the ghost lady molested her. Not when it made her pussy ache with unrealized orgasm.
The pregnant drow sighed, then stood to search for a way to get out of this place and find the rest of her party using the help of her magic detection and drow cleverness. The ghost seemed to think there was no way out for her, but then she had thought her psionic powers were enough to overpower Selene. The bitch could easily be wrong twice.
- COMMENTS
Admiralbird348over 2 years agoThat’s what I like about this story. It never gets hopeless and there is always humor.
Thanks:) Ed
