Sufferance Ch. 02

"Come on," she growled in an odd mix of delight and irritation, "show me how you fuck a cock."

My first few strokes must've seemed a bit meek, because she opened her eyes and scowled at me.

"I've already seen how you take a cock, Sirana. You'll do fine if you're ever Surface-captive. Now show me how you fuck one."

I felt a white-hot flash of shock go through me at her words and my mouth dropped open—would I be going to the Surface at some point? Was that common for Red Sist—?

Rausery parted my cheeks and penetrated my rectum just as I'd done hers earlier and I jumped. Then she leaned forward and claimed my open mouth in a hard, wet kiss, thrusting the Feldeu into me three times as she kept her finger in my netherhole.

Whatever combination that had been, it jump-started my arousal and I groaned against her mouth before beginning to fuck on my own. She smelled like she hadn't purposefully worn any perfume or delicate scent in decades; she certainly bathed with water but her scent was pure earth and musk, rich with physical power.

With my cunt full and her thrusting beneath me, I remembered coupling with a few true fighters from my Court days that had smelled similar. They had been a lot of fun. The memories enhanced my sensations and I started to ride Rausery with enthusiasm.

She removed her finger from me and kept her arms loosely around my waist as I used her shoulders for leverage to fuck her cock harder and harder. Oh, Lolth, it felt so good and so much more familiar; I was in control enough to let loose. My partner beneath me was neither limp-fish passive nor tooth-and-nail fighting, and the shared heat even kept the wetness on our skin from cooling.

"Ohh, yeah," I ground out, climbing quickly as I worked the Feldue like one of those gnome pistons in their machines.

I was going to come quickly and my cries—for I was more vocal than Rausery had been—got higher and higher in pitch. She used those cries to gauge just when she should thrust her finger back inside my puckered ring, and when she did, something huge exploded in my head and I screamed in delight. My body clenched hard and I uttered successive, breathy "ahhs" as I came back down, an immense amount of stress bleeding out of me until I lay lax and gasping.

Opening my eyes, I realized I had my arms around Rausery's shoulders and our breasts were lightly pressed together. I looked down then up at her grinning face and quickly straightened myself, still sitting on her lap with the Feldeu inside me, but not embracing her.

"So, was I anyone in particular?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow, not losing that wide smile.

I shook my head, understanding what she was asking and having no energy to pretend otherwise. "No...no, a...blend of several."

She nodded. "Looked like fun. You lose yourself in it, don't you? I'd say in your case, without fail, either take a draught every day or take it between your cheeks, Sirana. You catch a child this early on in your training and I'll beat the living Abyss out of you before handing you over to the Priestesses. I don't care what D'Shea says."

I nodded, believing her.

This was going to be different... Before the Red Sisters had come for me, I'd been barren. I hadn't needed to worry about unintended pregnancy; I could take as much semen as I wanted up my twat. Apparently the "way I fucked a cock" had shown that carefree, reckless enjoyment, and Rausery had seen it, understood it for what it was.

I was going to have to be a lot more careful in the future.

"Now get off me and cleaned us up, novice."

To be continued...