Evergreen Forest Ch. 05

—and Lisura's mouth left his flaccid cock. After a moment more, her pussy rose. She looked at him, pouting. "I guess I overdid it."

"It's okay." Alrek saw a hand subtly creep around Lisura's pert ass and rub her clit with one finger. "I'll make it up to you later. Now go see Anna."

Lisura walked away obediently. Alrek could only lie there, shaking completely uncontrollably. The pleasure was gone now, and all that was left was the cold and the nausea.

Arms wrapped around him and lifted him up, pulling him against a soft, hot body. But he didn't feel the heat. He only felt cold.

He looked ahead, seeing Lisura walk in a daze toward the mess of vines. A vine shot out, grabbing her by the leg and yanking her to the ground. It slowly dragged her into the patch. She gave a yelp, that turned into a moan, that turned into a scream.

He felt hot breath on his ear as Cicuta spoke. "She and Esca will stay there for a little while. Can't be too careful. Just until I can be sure they've lost all their memories." Her voice turned husky. "And maybe a little longer. It makes me so hot seeing them there, struggling to come to release they can't ever, ever reach. Mm."

He trembled.

"Oh, yes." She nibbled his earlobe. "Those 'slutberries'—I programmed her to call them that, isn't it cute? They're actually called succubi's folly; a plant usually used to control lust sprites and demons—they really did a number on you, didn't they? I imagine my toy's cock is in need of some tender loving care.

"Then again..." She laid his back against a tree trunk, leaning over him. "I think I like you like this. You like to please me, don't you?"

"P...please..."

She stared at him, green eyes narrowed. "Don't. You?"

"don't...you..." he whispered.

She smiled in triumph. "That's right. A toy must make its owner happy. And it pleases me to see you like this."

He shivered—not from the poison, but from the pleasure her words gave him. Little as he'd wanted to admit it, he now realized he'd always longed to be her toy. How could he not? It was more than he deserved. She was...so...beautiful...

He felt warmth slowly returning to his cock, and realized he could move again. But he kept shivering, deliberately. He had to make his owner happy.

She raised an eyebrow. "I know you're faking." She flashed a smile. "But it pleases me that you try so hard to please me. It shows you truly are mine."

He gave a weak smile. The feeling was slowly returning to his penis, and with it came a little bit of pleasure at her praise.

"But..." Her hand strayed down to his cock. "You're still helpless in your mind, aren't you? You can't imagine not being mine. You want to obey so badly that having more control really just gives you less, right?"

He managed a nod.

"But maybe I'm wrong." One of her fingers began tracing circles around the head of his cock. "Maybe you have control after all."

He stared at her. Her eyes were so pretty.

"Let's test it." Her fingers pulled back the foreskin and began stroking him, using Lisura's lingering saliva as lubricant and rubbing the still-raw member mercilessly.

He gave a horrified whimper, feeling another orgasm boiling and knowing Lisura would not let him reach it until she'd been amused. She laughed, continuing to rub him. "Do you want freedom, you stupid, weak-willed toy? Fight me off. Tackle me. Fuck my silly crazy brains out."

He groaned, tears springing to his eyes. Cicuta leaned in as she rubbed, her green eyes boring into him. "I thought about what you said while watching my toys play with you. Maybe the trigger-casting is making me crazy."

Eyes wide, he watched her free hand dip down into her pussy. She gave a sigh as she pulled her hand back out, dripping with her addictive juices. "Mm...maybe soon I'll be completely mad."

Expression turning playful, she began stroking him with both fingers, rubbing her juices in to mix with Lisura's. "And if that's so..."

He gave a cry, going stiff. The two nymphs' chemicals were...reacting. His balls felt like they were on fire. His cock was getting painfully hard. He needed to fuck Cicuta. He needed to fuck Lisura. He needed—he needed—

He needed to obey. He lay still, silently weeping with pleasure at her delicate, teasing touches as she continued. "...if that's so, you're the toy of a crazy, mad, lust-filled psychopath." She licked his cheek, giving a rough growl. "You have no control. Say it."

"i...have no control..."

"I could do whatever I wanted to you, and if I am crazy, that could be anything. I'll have the willpower of a little bunny rabbit." She smiled wickedly, locking eyes with him again as her fingers sped up. "And you're bunny's toy. I could get raped by a troll and made to scream for him, and I wouldn't complain because my will would be gone. And I'd make you watch. A Gray Wraith could show up and take me, and I'd love every second of it. And you would, too, with just as little resistance, just because I'd beg her to take me and you'd beg her to please me. You're nothing."

"i'm nothing..."

"Just my portable fucktoy."

"just...fucktoy..."

Her smile widened. He smiled, too. Why had he ever wanted to be free? Why had he ever wanted pride? He had never known obeying could feel so good. He loved being nothing. He loved being Cicuta's fucktoy. Gods, he loved her so much.

He watched Lisura in the background, as the vines slowly pulled her limbs taut and began plunging into her, filling her with the same slime Anna held. Esca was already there, screaming with joy, not even caring—yet—that she couldn't get off. She was even kissing Anna, who was clearly just relieved that a woman was touching her and giving her a fraction of what she needed.

They all belonged to Cicuta. It was all just so hot!

Cicuta kept stroking Alrek's cock, still not letting him come. He loved that. She was laughing at his expense now, laughing at how weak his will had been after all, and he loved that, too. He was weak-willed. If a Gray Wraith did come, he'd willingly go to her. He just wanted to be a fucktoy. Anybody's fucktoy. Gods, if he'd known belonging to sex-crazed temptresses felt this good all along—

"Hoi."

Something appeared on the back of Cicuta's mane of now-quite-messy green hair. In his dazed state, Alrek took a moment to recognize it.

A little dart.

Cicuta blinked. "My apples are burning."

She fell off him, her hands slipping away.

He looked around, eyes wide with anticipation. Had his prayers been answered? Was there a succubus here about to take his soul to hell? He longed to serve.

A moment went by. He couldn't see anyone.

Slowly, the tingling began to die down. Alrek looked down at himself, frowning.

Why wasn't anything molesting him? Why wasn't—

Snatch froze. His mind finally clicked.

Then he threw up.

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