Feature Writer: mattpantyhose
Feature Title: AERIELLA AND THE SPELL OF BINDING
Published: 07.08.2022
Story Codes: Demonic
Synopsis: Magic, bondage, problems, gang bangs — the elf in her element
Aeriella and The Spell of Binding
THE NEW SPELL
Sorcery is powerful, everyone knows that. Most understand that it can also be dangerous, both to careless sorcerers and their enemies. But what many do not realize is the fact that magic can also be fun, even if the process of its mastering is long and often tedious. Aeriella always had a knack for learning spells and she searched for new sources of magical knowledge whenever she had the opportunity. Recently she had acquired an old partially damaged scroll and attempted to make the spell which it contained work. Its name was “The Spell of Binding” and when she finally succeeded she intended to test it in the bedroom with her husband Sandalphon, and descendant angel. This might sound like an unusual method of testing magic, but Aeriella was an unorthodox sorceress.
There did not seem to be any direct method of breaking the spell, or at least the scroll did not mention it. Like most magic it could be destroyed by Dispel, but that spell was quite advanced and costly, and Aeriella was not able to cast it while she was bound herself. The most reliable method was simply to wait; that also needed to be tested, with Dispel ready in case any complication occurred. The spell did not interrupt life-sustaining activities, like breathing, heartbeat or digestion, although it was advisable not to have a large meal right before being subjected to its magic. The captured person could still move their eyeballs and tongue, even if they were unable to open their mouth. The spell allowed certain limitations to be placed on the bonds during the casting, the sorceress could exclude certain body parts from being immobilised.
Sandalphon eagerly agreed, he not only wanted the obvious – to make his wife happy and help her with her research, but as a subject of Sune the Goddess of Love he gladly experimented with all kinds of lovemaking. Aeriella had already done the necessary tests on the ingredients and incantations. With her husband she would find out the duration of the spell and what were the limitations of its bonds. Sandalphon would be the first to be bound; only when the sorceress fully learnt how the spell operated she would cast it on herself. Because she would be mixing business (research) with pleasure she dressed appropriately for the occasion. Aeriella was wearing a sexy set of white lingerie which consisted of a cupless bra, thong, an ornamental corset and stockings attached to a high waist garter belt, all embroidered with fancy lacy. She also wore golden knee-high leather boots on fifteen centimeter tall stiletto heels. To accentuate the dominatrix image she had a leather crop, also white, and intended to make full use of it on her ‘victim’. The sorceress had also prepared an hourglass, so that she could measure the actual duration of the spell.
Sandalphon lay naked on the bed and waited for his “torment” to begin; he had complete trust in his wife and was excited to learn the possibilities which her new spell offered. Aeriella put away the crop, took the ingredients and began to chant; she made it unnecessarily theatrical to add more drama; moments later the angel was immobilized. The sorceress purposefully excluded the angel’s mouth and… one more region from the effects of the spell.
“Try to move a limb,” the elf told her husband.
She could see his toned muscles straining, but he did not move.
“Good. Can you speak?”
“I can speak, but can’t move.”
“That’s exactly how I want you, my love,” the elf replied with a devious smile.
The sorceress grabbed the angel’s wrist and outstretched his arm.
“Still immobilized?” she asked.
Sandalphon strained his muscles again, but he didn’t budge.
“Yes.”
“How about now?” she spread his legs slightly.
“Still.”
“Very good. There was one thing the scroll was unclear about. If it turns out to be true the spell will be astonishingly potent.”
Aeriella shoved her hands under Sandalphon’s body and tried to raise him. She was a big girl and stayed in perfect shape, but she was still just a female elf and the tall angel should have been far too heavy for her to lift. Yet she raised her husband’s body almost effortlessly half a meter above the bed.
“This is fantastic!” she exclaimed with a grin on her face, “this spell is incredible.”
The sorceress pressed Sandalphon’s arm back to his torso, then turned him around, so that he was facing the bed; his body kept levitating at the same height. She then reached for the crop and slapped the angel’s exposed buttock.
“Ah,” he gasped in shock more than in pain, although the hit was not exactly playful.
Sandalphon remained silent when another hit landed on his skin.
“Playing tough, huh?” Aeriella said in a teasing voice, “we’ll see about that.”
She slapped him one more time, harder than previously, but then put away the crop.
“I never considered pain to be the right path anyway.”
The elf rotated the angel, so that his crotch was hanging beyond the bed, he was still facing downwards though. She spread his legs further and stepped between them; she lifted Sandalphon even higher, so that his cock was at the height of her face. Aeriella fondled the large testicles with one palm while using the other to caress the buttock which she had just hit. Her touch was soft and her motions – slow, but Sandalphon’s penis responded immediately and began to grow; the elf placed a gentle kiss on the cock’s swelling head. Sandalphon issued a quiet groan, this kind of “torment” was much more effective indeed. Aeriella managed to get the penis fully erect without touching it, apart from the single kiss; she never ceased to fondle the testicles though. The magnificent size and the sheer beauty of her husband’s cock never ceased to amaze the elf. She stared at it for a moment before she finally leaned forward and began to lick the thick swollen head. Her tongue barely touched the sensitive skin, but the penis twitched enthusiastically in response.
Aeriella used only her mouth and tongue to caress the penis, her palms remained on the testicles and the buttock. She never went beyond teasing, but she kept the cock hard and made it twitch every now and then. It was the most responsive when she was licking circles around the head’s base, but the elf made sure to touch every tender spot on the sizable penis. When she stopped Aeriella could sense Sandalphon’s lust, but this was merely the beginning.
The sorceress was not focusing purely on Sandalphon’s genitals, she caressed the skin on his thighs and belly, she fondled and squeezed his buttocks. Aeriella moved at a lazy pace, but made sure to keep her husband close to the edge the entire time. Eventually she lowered him onto the bed. It was time to finally kiss his full lips, Sandalphon eagerly returned it. Since these were the only parts of his body he could control he focused purely on the kiss; it was long and sensual, with generous usage of tongues. Aeriella’s palms caressed the now immobilized athletic body of her husband. Eventually their lips parted, but the kissing did not stop. The elf softly touched the angel’s neck with her lips, then proceeded to kiss her way down to his crotch; there she resumed the teasing. She knew her husband’s reactions perfectly and was able to keep him on the very edge almost infinitely. Occasional pauses were necessary, they were filled with kissing and caressing, but the angel’s cock never went soft.
Two hours later Sandalphon was almost whimpering with lust and frustration; exactly how Aeriella wanted him. The final grains of sand were falling down. If the scroll was correct and the sorceress had cast the spell properly the angel should become free in just a moment. The elf gazed at the hourglass, then back at her husband.
“Soon you’ll be able to take me,” she whispered seductively into his ear, “don’t hold back.”
As she spoke these words the final grain of sand fell down. Sandalphon could not see it, but because of her words he strained his muscles, trying to move. A few moments later his arms shot up into the air forcefully. The pair laughed at that, but it did not spoil the mood. The angel regained full control of his body and wanted to make use of it. He grabbed Aeriella, took her off him and threw her onto the bed; she spread her legs invitingly. Sandalphon used his tongue to check whether she was wet enough already. He learnt that the two hours of teasing turned her on nearly as much as him; she was soaking wet and ready for his cock.
In one smooth motion the angel shoved his huge penis into the hungry vagina and began to fuck his wife. He was rough and fast, just as she had expected him to be, but he was also unbelievably horny. Sandalphon had a superb stamina, but after two hours of edging even he could no longer hold back his orgasm. Less than a minute later he climaxed. The angel shot a large load into Aeriella’s vagina before she managed to cum herself. But the elf was not disappointed, she had expected exactly that and was well aware that their lovemaking was far from over. A few minutes later, filled with kissing and cuddling, Sandalphon was ready for another round. This time he took great care to fully satisfy his wife.
There was no more spell-casting on that day, but the pair planned to do more testing tomorrow. Aeriella would cast the spell on herself, so that Sandalphon could take ‘revenge’ on her. The pair experimented with the spell a few more times; they once even invited Valora for a threesome. The novelty effect soon began to wear off though, so after a week the pair did not bind each other nearly as often; but The Spell of Binding remained as an entertaining toy to be used from time to time.
THE EXPEDITION
A messenger chose an unfortunate day to deliver bad news. At that time Laeinia was away on a diplomatic mission, the four drow warriors were also absent, even Ephra was not present. Not that Aeriella was not competent enough to deal with problems, but this particular one required her to leave the manor and go into the countryside. That in itself would not be a problem, but she had once gone alone to fight a vampire and that adventure did not end well. This time, the messenger informed her, villagers were disappearing and the case needed to be investigated. Aeriella decided to take the risk and go alone, leaving Sandalphon and Valora to take care of the manor; as servants of Sune they would not be of much assistance in such circumstances anyway.
The elf put on her customary traveling outfit – an enchanted golden catsuit and matching knee-high leather boots on ten centimeter tall block heels. Aeriella’s boots were enchanted as well, they were fully water resistant, provided protection against heat and cold, and had increased durability. The sorceress could also regulate the noise her heels made, they could be anything from completely silent to having the clicking sound exaggerated to attract more attention. The suit was thin and tight, a regular woman could never wear something like that in public; but Aeriella was anything but regular, she was an elf, a sorceress and Lady in these lands, second only to her friend Laerinia. She also did not mind giving the peasants a reason to stare, drool and later gossip about. Aeriella also took a set of ingredients to numerous spells which might prove helpful, The Spell of Binding was among them; she had a bag tailored specifically for ingredients. She packed all of her equipment onto her horse, a beautiful pale stallion named Breeze.
The sorceress traveled along the main road for a day, then stopped at an inn to spend the night there. As was to be expected she instantly became the center of attention. The locals were not brave enough to approach Aeriella, so they restrained themselves to stare at her body and whisper to one another. Not that she or Laerinia had been harsh to their subjects, they simply were considered semi-divine beings beyond the reach of common mortals. When the sorceress asked the host for a room and a meal she was served immediately, even though this was the main road, so the inn was busy and all of the rooms were taken. Unsurprisingly the innkeeper was kind enough to let Aeriella sleep in his bedroom. He was expected to act like that in such circumstances, but the elf still left him a considerable tip. After the meal the sorceress asked for a bath; swiftly a tub was brought into her (the innkeeper’s) bedroom and began to be filled with hot water. Aeriella was not vain or extravagant, but she enjoyed comfort when she could obtain it; she also enjoyed a bit of innocent teasing.
The bathing water was being brought in by the innkeeper’s sons, two young men strong enough to carry buckets with hot water back and forth. The elf was already in the bedroom when the boys were preparing her bath. She was sitting on the chair and taking off her boots when one of them entered carrying a full bucket. The young man could not help but stare at the elf in her tight catsuit; at first she feigned obliviousness, but had to react when the boy tripped into the tub and spilled some of the water. Aeriella just smiled amused when he stormed out to get a cloth to clean the mess. The elf let the boys do their work in silence, the amused smile was her only interaction. They still gazed at her body, but became more careful; eventually the tub was full. With their buckets empty the young men turned to leave.
“Wait,” Aeriella spoke in a sweet voice, “I’d like to ask you a favour.”
The boys stopped in their tracks and eagerly awaited the request; they were too intimidated to even reply, but the elf got used to such reactions.
“I’m tired after the road,” she continued, “would you be so kind and help me wash my back.”
The boys remained in place, they were not sure what was expected of them; that kind of reaction was also familiar to Aeriella. When she acted, they moved, or to be more specific, their jaws dropped open. The sorceress stood up, now barefoot, turned her back to the young men and began to take off her catsuit. The item did not have any buttons or lacing, but its enchantment allowed the elf to open any part at will; she chose the front and slowly slid down the catsuit until it was resting at her feet. Underneath she was wearing just a thong which soon also landed on the floor. Aeriella slowly lifted her leg and entered the tub, she was well aware that the boys were staring at her naked butt and wanted to tease them even further. She sat down, leaned forward and said:
“You can begin to clean my back when you’re ready.”
The young men were still unsure whether this was all happening; but finally were able to move; they looked around as if searching for sponges to use; Aeriella was still sitting with her back to them, so she could not see them, but she knew about their hesitancy; she added in an equally sweet voice:
“You can use your hands,” she lifted the soap which the innkeeper had brought earlier, “wet your palms in the tub, then soap them,” Aeriella made sure that her voice sounded like an invitation rather than a command.
This was the last prompt which finally caused the boys to act. Her words had the desired encouraging effect, two pairs of wet excited hands soon touched her back. The boys were not sure which spots they were supposed to clean, so they restrained themselves to the upper back and shoulders. Their touch was surprisingly firm though, apparently they managed to overcome their shyness and simply behaved like the goal was to just clean the elf’s smooth skin. The young men remained reserved as far as their reach went, but Aeriella knew how to encourage them.
“Be very diligent,” she said in a tone that now also sounded relaxed.
The boys did not suddenly go all out with hands, they behaved exactly as the elf had predicted they would. They both began to reach slightly further with their palms, centimeter by centimeter they ventured more to the sides and the bottom of the sorceress’ back. Eventually the first fingers began to gently poke the sides of Aeriella’s large breasts or caress the edge of her full buttocks. The elf issued a soft relaxed moan which only emboldened the boys. Their fingers gradually became more adventurous, reaching to the elf’s belly or lower down her buttocks, the soft pokes on the sides of her breasts happened more often. The cleaning continued for several minutes until Aeriella stopped it.
“Thank you,” she said in an almost dreamy voice, “I needed that. I’ll remember your helpfulness.”
Reluctantly the hands left her body, she then added:
“On the other hand I could still use your assistance.”
With these words the elf stood up, but remained inside of the tub. The boys stood mesmerized as they admired the back of the sorceress’ wet naked body.
“My towel is over there,” she pointed towards the bed, “please be so kind and dry my back.”
Both young men rushed to get the towel, in order to reach it they had to walk around the tub. When one of them retrieved it, he turned around and faced the naked elf. He had not seen the front of her body yet, so he froze in place, his eyes fixed on her breasts; his brother acted in the same fashion. Aeriella remained silent for a moment, she had expected a similar reaction, but it still amused her.
“Go ahead,” she finally said, maintaining the same tone of voice, “I wouldn’t want to use up too much of your time.”
The ashamed boys dropped their heads, which meant they were now looking at her legs. The sorceress used the moment to glance at their crotches, each pair of trousers was tented. They returned to her back and began to wipe it; the towel was large enough for them to share. The process of drying looked similar to that of cleaning, although this time the young men were bolder from the start. They reached slightly below Aeriella’s waist, but did not dare go any further; until she encouraged them again.
“Dry my entire back.”
The boys eagerly squatted down behind the naked elf and began to enthusiastically rub her legs and buttocks with the towel. Because they had only one such item every now and then a finger would slip and touch the sorceress’ naked skin; she made no comments. She enjoyed emboldening the young men. Eventually she stopped it with a simple statement.
“Thank you. You were very kind.”
She slowly turned around, took the towel from the boys and made a half-hearted effort to cover her breasts. They boys once again froze with their eyes fixed onto her body. It took another “Thank you” to wake them up. They both bowed down low and mumbled something incomprehensible in a servile tone; their faces were red and their walk awkward, because of the erections in their trousers. With an amused smile Aeriella dried the rest of her body. The little game had turned her on as well, so she lay back on the bed, still naked, and fingered herself to an orgasm.
Aeriella woke up rested and ready to continue her travel. The two brothers served her breakfast and saddled her horse, they were incredibly attentive; the elf promised them that she would stop at their inn on her way back as well. That was enough to make them beam with joy.
The sorceress spent the entire day traveling and occasionally resting; the road was just as broad, well kept and, most importantly, safe. Finally she reached another inn, tomorrow she should be able to get to the village from which the messenger had come. When Aeriella entered the inn all eyes did not immediately focus on her; the reason for that was standing on an impromptu stage, singing and playing. He was a minstrel named Rossignol, a friend of the elf. He was a short and petite man, with a strong voice and an astonishingly broad vocal range. He liked to dress in bright vivid colors and his style was on the edge of imitating a fool. Rossignol was facing the entrance, so he spotted the sorceress immediately. Without missing a note he smoothly switched from his current song to one about “a fair elven maiden, the greatest beauty of the land”. Aeriella suspected that the lyrics were partially improvised, but it was always hard to tell with Rossignol; he was more proficient with words and melodies than the sorceress with spells. The other guests soon realized that the subject of the new song is present among them.
Aeriella smiled broadly at the minstrel and approached the scene; of course a seat was soon found for her and she was served food and drinks. Rossignol finished the song, bowed deeply to the audience and joined the elf by the table; an extra chair was brought for him and he received wine. One could think that the minstrel would run out of compliments after singing a whole song filled with them, but he could always come up with new fresh ones. It never sounded like cheap flattering, Rossignol was always as genuine as the situation required it. Aeriella knew him well enough and could obviously resist his non-magical “spells”, but she enjoyed that game and fell under the minstrel’s charm voluntarily; plus she was aware of his skill in bed and would gladly have him accompany her for the night. Rossignol could not spend the entire evening by the table with the elf though, because he still had to earn his drinks with songs; he joined her during the breaks and they had a pleasant conversation. Aeriella did not tell Rossignol any details about her task, not because she did not trust him, quite the opposite, she was fully aware that he would immediately tell everyone about it. There would probably be no harm in that, but there was no need for him to be informed just yet. The minstrel was a great companion for the road, but on a quest he would most likely be a hindrance. When the evening ended the elf did not even invite the minstrel into her room, he simply followed her there. The way their conversation had progressed this was a natural course of action.
With her high-heeled boots still on Aeriella was almost thirty centimeters taller than Rossignol, so his eyes were at about the level of her breasts, but the height disparity did not discourage him in the least. He was fully confident with ladies of all races, sizes and social statuses; the latter often got him in trouble with their husbands.
In this inn the elf would also spend the night in the innkeeper’s bedroom; she also requested a bath to be prepared. This time Rossignol would be doing all the stripping, washing and drying… and more. Aeriella sat on the bed and the minstrel knelt in front of her, he carefully took off her boots and put them on the side. She then stood up and opened the front of her catsuit, but left it for him to slide it down her body. When he stripped her his palms softly caressed her skin. The stripping alone could tell a lot about Rossignol’s skill, he already managed to turn it into foreplay. Aeriella came up with an idea.
“I know that you like magic,” she said to the minstrel, “have you ever used it in the bedroom.”
“Every time,” Rossignol replied with a smile and continued to caress her naked skin.
Of course he was a smart ass; instead of word-wresting the elf swiftly told the minstrel about her new spell and explained how it worked.
“Would you cast it on Yourself, Milady?” he asked when she finished, his tone was sweet, but fit for the occasion, without a single trace of mockery when he pronounced the word ‘Milady’.
Rossignol’s appearance did not exactly match his character, small and seemingly fragile, with boyish features and delicate palms. He might have looked like an ornament, but very much preferred to remain in control, especially in the bedroom. The sorceress was aware of that, but she also knew well enough that submitting to the minstrel in bed would be worth it.
“But first – a bath,” the elf replied and stood up.
Aeriella helped Rossignol to strip as well, although she did not perform it nearly as erotically; she wanted them to get into the tub while the water was still warm. Just because there was the prospect of kinky sex did not mean that the bath was rushed. The minstrel turned the cleaning process of the elf’s body into another part of the foreplay and she did her best to return the favor. Finally came the time for some magical binding. The sorceress got onto the bed and laid on her back, then she cast the spell on herself, making sure to exclude her mouth; the latter was for the love making purposes as well as further explanations, if they turned out to be necessary.
Rossignol approached the elf and gently put a finger on her lips, he then drew a line over her chin, neck and down to her breasts. He playfully poked one of the nipples, then leaned down for a kiss. Thanks to the limitations on the spell Aeriella could return the kiss; it was long and sensual, their tongues mingling inside of their mouths. When their lips parted the minstrel placed a gentle kiss on the sorceress’ chin, then slowly kissed his way over her neck and down to her breasts, following the same trail his finger had earlier. His lips were gently caressing her skin and his fingers were not even touching it yet. Aeriella knew that Rossignol could bring his lovers to a climax with just foreplay, but he was just as proficient at teasing as he was at love making.
Once Rossignol reached Aeriella’s large breasts he focused his entire attention on them. He started by kissing the soft skin around the nipples, at the same time he gently fondled the other breast. Finally his lips reached the nipple itself and sucked onto it lightly; the elf issued a quiet moan. The minstrel continued to play with the nipple for a moment, then switched his attention to the other breast. The kissing, caressing and licking of both breasts went on for a while; Rossignol remained gentle, his touch was barely strong enough to arouse the elf. Her breathing was slowly becoming heavier and quiet moans escaped from her mouth more often. Eventually the minstrel was done with the breasts and decided to proceed to other parts of the elf’s body. He kissed his way down to her belly and over the navel, his fingers caressed the soft skin. If his touch was any gentler he would be ticking the sorceress, but he knew perfectly well how much (or rather how little) force to apply to make the activity purely erotic.
Rossignol’s lips reached the underbelly and stopped there; Aeriella gasped in disappointment. Her vagina was already getting moist and was eager to receive some attention. The elf also remembered how proficient the minstrel was with the clitoris and the memories only enhanced her disappointment when Rossignol moved down to her feet. When the minstrel put his lips and fingers to work he once again made sure not to tickle Aeriella, because that would spoil the results he had achieved so far. From the big toe of the sorceress’ left foot he kissed, licked and caressed his way upward. His path was seemingly random and his pace – leisurely, but he was getting the expected reaction; the elf’s moans were gradually getting louder and her breathing did not slow down. The minstrel spent a lot of time caressing the firm thigh, when he finished with its top side he spread Aeriella’s legs wide and got between them, there he fondled the inner thigh. He did not proceed any further though, but returned to the feet and began his work on the other leg. The elf once again gasped in disappointment when her wet pussy was neglected. Rossignol repeated the same routine on the other leg, but this time he moved his face closer to the waiting vagina; he blew onto it, even that caused Aeriella to moan. The minstrel smiled to himself and got up from between the elf’s legs; it was time to once again kiss her sweet lips.
The kiss was equally long and sensual, once again their tongues mingled inside of their mouths. Rossignol looked into Aeriella’s eyes and saw the lust building up behind them. He was equally horny himself, but he has not finished the teasing yet. Neither of them spoke a word. The minstrel, with his skillful lips and tongue, returned his attention to the elf’s body. Somehow he managed to be methodical and random at the same time. The sorceress’ breathing got even heavier and her moans louder. For a long time Rossignol avoided her vagina and clitoris, an occasional lick, kiss or poke were all she could expect; her frustrated groans were just as audible, but she managed not to ask the minstrel to actually fuck her. Not that such an act would hurt her pride, she simply considered that a fun game to play. The elf completely lost the sense of time as arousal gradually overtook her senses. She was slowly becoming desperate for an orgasm, but the minstrel was careful not to push her over the edge.
Finally Rossignol got merciful and dived between Aeriella’s legs to finish the job, or at least that was what she thought. But the minstrel had other plans. His tongue drew a circle around the sorceress’ clitoris, without actually touching the tender spot, then did the same around her vagina. Rossignol placed a single soft kiss on the wet hungry pussy, but then returned to licking the skin around it. Aeriella cried out in frustration, she was almost ready to beg the minstrel to finally fuck her. She tried to move her body, but the magical bonds held her firmly. She issued another lustful groan, when she realized that she could finally move; the two hours had passed.
Aeriella acted immediately. She wrapped her long legs around Rossignol’s head and overpowered him with ease. She moved him, so that he was lying on his back in the middle of the bed. His huge penis, disproportionately large for his petite body, was fully erect, leaking precum and proudly pointing up. In a swift motion the elf mounted the cock, it slid into her soaking pussy smoothly. Rossignol was startled, but did not protest, he realised that he should have asked how long the spell lasts. He wanted to have sex with the sorceress anyway, although on his terms; now he had to let the big horny woman have her way with him. Aeriella began to ride the fat cock without delay, at that point this was all she could think about. She raised her round hips and slammed them back down; she moaned loudly when her hungry pussy was being stretched. The elf did not need much to climax, less than a minute later she sensed an orgasm incoming. She did not stop riding the cock, but her motions became hectic, she issued a loud long high-pitched cry and her entire body began to tremble. Her vaginal muscles clenched tightly around the penis inside of her; that pushed Rossignol over the edge as well. He grunted audibly and began to shoot his load into the elf’s pussy. The intense orgasm lasted as long as the ride itself, for the sorceress even longer. Eventually she dismounted the minstred and laid next to him, they were both breathing hard. The lovers rested for a while, then cuddled and started to kiss. Such an active break gave them time to regenerate before another round, this time it was on more equal terms. Later that night they fell asleep next to each other on the sweat-soaked sheets.
THE INVESTIGATION
In the morning before breakfast Aeriella asked the innkeeper for another bath. While the water was heating she gave Rossignol a fellatio; she would not mind morning sex, but she had a job to do and needed to be rested, and his semen was a decent appetizer. The noises the pair had made last night had most likely been heard through the wooden walls, but no-one made any remarks. The minstrel was traveling in the opposite direction as Aeriella, which was fortunate. On a quest he would be a burden, but he could act as a messenger. She asked him to visit Laerinia’s court and leave information about the elf’s progress so far; even if there wasn’t any yet. Rossignol gladly agreed, he was well aware that, even if the drow herself was absent, he would be welcomed with a delicious meal, high quality wine and, last but not least, bed, warmed by at least one of the women who lived at the court.
After breakfast Aeriella mounted her horse and rode into the nearest village. As was to be expected the peasants were awed by her appearance, but eventually managed to overcome the awe and give a coherent testimony. The elf visited the few nearest villages and gathered enough information to be able to form an opinion. Four men, from four villages, had disappeared. There were no signs of a fight, no blood, no tracks left by any monsters; no bodies had been found either. All men were young and able bodied, none had any serious enemies. The villagers had no idea what to think about it, but Aeriella had a suspect – a succubus. She had some experience with demons and was able to recognize their modus operandi. More importantly in her career she had befriended succubi twins, Issyria and Issaria. They would not perform such acts on Laerinia’s lands (although they would have no objections against doing that somewhere else), but maybe they could share some light on the current situation.
In order to communicate with the succubi the elf had to ride away from the villages. Everyone knew she was a sorceress, but they did not need to see with their own eyes that she was proficient in demonology. There was not enough time to do it during that day and return to the village for the night, so Aeriella decided to have that conversation in the morning. She accepted the hospitality of the village head and slept in their house. On the next day she left the horse in the village, because the terrain was not suitable for riding. She walked far enough, so that her spell of summoning would not be noticed. Thanks to her pact with the twins she was able to contact them directly. Many demonologists, especially the beginners, summoned random demons which often caused them trouble.
Issyria and Issaria appeared naked. Both were about 180-185 centimeters tall, their height was partially caused by the fact that instead of hooves that some demons had the twins on their heels had horns, each about twelve centimeters long, which had the same effect as wearing high heeled shoes. Their skin was light brown, they were lean, but had huge breasts, disproportionately big for their slim frame. They had attractive, but predatory-looking faces, with large slightly slanted dark brown eyes, their heads were bald and had two small horns each. What made the twins truly unique was the fact that they were hermaphrodites, their female organs were hidden between their legs, but the penises hung proudly for all to see. They were as disproportionately big as the breasts, right now were about twelve centimeters long, while being still completely soft.
The succubi, once they appeared, were of course eager to interact in a more carnal fashion.
“What a pleasant surprise, our sweet sister,” they were friendly in their own unique fashion.
“Hello, girls,” the elf replied simply with a smile, “I’m happy to see you too, but I’m afraid that I called you in business.”
“We always mean business,” Issaria said in a seductive tone, but she was not trying to cast any spells on Aeriella.
“Not that kind of business. I need information.”
“That’s the hardest type of currency,” Issyria replied in a more serious tone. She was right, demons valued information highly.
“I’ll pay well, but later, with interest,” the sorceress replied with a wink.
“You’re the only one to whom we sell on credit,” said Issaria.
The elf told the twins what she had managed to learn and what were her suspicions; they promised to find out what they could and get back as quickly as possible.
Aeriella released the succubi, so they could return to their realm and gather information. The pact the elf had with the twins did not allow her to give the demons any commands while they were in her realm, but as a summoning sorceress she retained the power to hold them here. If she had summoned a demon at random and was powerful enough to control it she could use it as her servant; Aeriella had performed such acts in the past. The sorceress cleared up the summoning site and decided to look around on her own. She might not have been a ranger, but had enough skill not to get lost. She had rations for one day and planned to stay close enough to the village to be able to return in that time; any wild animals she could easily scare away with noisy flashy spells.
Aeriella spent most of the day roaming around on foot; the terrain would have been inadequate for a horse, but was relatively easy for a walker. There had been no contact from the succubi yet. The elf did what a regular ranger could not, she sweeped the area for traces of magic; a succubus casting the spell of seduction would certainly leave some. She managed to find one such location and regretted that she did not have an actual ranger with her, he would have been able to find physical footprints leading from that spot somewhere. They had to leave on foot, because there was no sign of a portal having been opened there. Unless it had been a winged flying succubus, but these were rare. The sorceress simply circled around that spot hoping to find something more. On her path she found an entrance to a cavern, it was not exactly a place where one would expect to find a demon, but it could still prove useful; Aeriella could spend a night in the cavern if it was convenient. She remained cautious in case any wild animals occupied it; her approach paid off almost immediately.
THE VILLAIN
The elf made a few quiet steps inside, when she heard a voice, a female voice talking to someone; was her initial assumption correct? Aeriella cautiously crept towards the source of the voice, she did her best to remain unheard and unseen. She peeked from behind a rock trying to spot the speaker. There she was. A drow, not a succubus. Young and petite, but it did not make her any less dangerous. The drow was talking to a man who seemed to be tied up or otherwise immobilized.
Aeriella knew she had found the villain she was looking for. She hid and waited for a while to make sure that the drow had no accomplices. When she was certain that her opponent was acting alone she decided to strike. The elf had just the right spell for such an occasion – The Spell of Binding. She quietly found the ingredients in her bag and silently repeated the incantation. Aeriella would have to step out of her hiding spot to be able to see her target, for a moment she would be exposed, but the element of surprise should give her enough time to safely cast the spell. The sorceress decisively stepped out into the open, raised the hand in which she was holding the ingredients while gesturing with the other, at the same time she was reciting the incantation. The drow began to react, but suddenly she froze in place.
Aeriella froze in place, that is. The drow was reaching for ingredients of her own, but stopped and suddenly burst out with laughter. The elf could not move nor speak, she realized what had happened, but did not understand why. She was certain that she had cast the spell on the drow. So why had she immobilized herself? On Sandalphon or Ephra the spell had always worked perfectly, so why did it fail now?
The drow finally stopped laughing and approached the immobilized sorceress; her motions were slow and she swayed her slender hips to the sides, as if mocking her prisoner.
“Aww! The poor elf doesn’t know her spells,” the mockery in the drow’s voice was even more prominent, “you should’ve listened carefully at the academy. The Spell of Binding works only on WILLING subjects. And since you are apparently SO willing I’m going to take full advantage of that. You are now a prisoner of Nedyrae. I’ll gladly learn your name later. Now, come, meet my other guests.”
Apparently the drow knew even better than Aeriella how the spell worked and was now using the elf’s magic against her. Effortlessly the captress lifted the sorceress off the ground a few centimeters, then began to tow her towards the center of the cavern.
Nedyrae herself was tiny, Aeriella assessed that she was about 150 centimeters tall, so even in the stilettos she was wearing she was still short, especially in comparison to the uniquely tall elf. She was wearing a long dress that was styled after a cobweb, pattern was mixed with chaos, sexiness with menace. The item was translucent and did little to cover the lithe body underneath it, which emphasized the femme fatale image. The drow also wore fancy jewellery in a matching pattern, Aeriella sensed that some of it was magical.
The sorceress could still move her eyeballs, she watched not only her captress, but also the environment. The cavern was surprisingly tall and spacious, there was some impromptu furniture, but more importantly the four captive men. All had their arms and legs tied with ropes which were also attached to the wall with something that looked like a cobweb. Aeriella wondered whether it had been conjured by the drow or were there any large spiders nearby.
“Meet my friends, dear elf,” Nedyrae gestured towards the tied men, “I have a new toy for you, gentlemen,” she then addressed the other captives.
Aeriella was not sure whether her captress was still mocking her or was she just plain crazy; maybe a bit of both. The captive men were completely naked, so the elf could observe that their bodies looked mostly normal; the kind of built one would expect from young, well-fed, hard-working peasants. Mostly but not completely, the sorceress suspected that it was highly improbable that they would all have genitals significantly larger than average. Apparently the drow knew some body-altering spells, the fact that she had focused her attention on sexual organs betrayed her motives.
“Before we start to play,” Nedyrae continued to say, “I’ll need to fix you a bit, so that the gentlemen would find you more attractive. I’ll be right back.”
Aeriella’s suspicions were confirmed swiftly, now she feared what kind of changes were going to be made to her body. The drow left her captives for a moment and vanished deeper inside of the cavern; soon she returned with a handful of ingredients; the elf was unable to see them clearly.
“Let’s start here,” Nedyrae put a finger of her empty palm to the elf’s lips and began to chant an incantation.
Soon Aeriella could sense that her lips began to swell. She had had her body altered temporarily in the past, so she was not afraid; the most unpleasant part was that this was all being done against her will. The sorceress’ lips had been full to begin with, so when their size increased further, she imagined it would make her look vulgar; and most likely that was the drow’s goal.
“These need to grow too,” Nedyrae said when she was done with Aeriella’s lips, she grabbed one breast with her free hand and began another incantation.
Soon the elf could sense the familiar tingling and her E-cup breasts began to grow, both of them even though the drow was holding only one. Aeriella was still wearing her catsuit, but fortunately the enchanted fabric was elastic enough to accommodate breasts of any size; and hers kept growing. The captress eventually finished the incantation and just enjoyed the sight of her spell at work; the elf’s breasts continued to inflate.
“Mhmm…” the sorceress moaned at one point.
Her nipples grew as well and it seemed that the spell had also increased their sensitivity as well as that of her boobs; the entire sensation was oddly arousing. She even felt the compulsion to grab and squeeze her own breasts, but the magical bond prevented that. Finally Aeriella’s breasts stopped growing. The elf could not see them because her head was lifted, but she could clearly feel the additional weight on her chest.
“Let me help you,” Nedyrae said with a devious grin.
She reached up, grabbed the elf’s head and tilted it downward. The breasts were HUGE! Aeriella could not see her own feet, the boobs must have been easily H-cups. The sight was obscene, but it did not reduce her arousal.
“And now the final improvement,” with these words the drow touched the elf’s vagina.
“Mhmm!” Aeriella moaned even louder when her pussy lips began to swell.
The sorceress had a lot of experience with all kinds of sex and sex-related magic, so if the captress was able to manipulate her easily, her powers must have been potent, at least in that particular field. The tight catsuit still contained the inflated lips, but the pressure of its fabric only increased the elf’s arousal.
“Beautiful!” Nedyrae exclaimed when she finished, “you look much better now. I’m afraid that the effect is only temporary and in a few days will have to be renewed. But I’ll make sure that you provide me with enough entertainment to make my efforts worthwhile. Especially the next four hours, during which you’ll remain bound, should be the most entertaining.”
Four hours? Despite the growing arousal Aeriella was still fully focused and it seemed that the drow had incorrect information about the spell as well; or the spell had alternative versions. That might create an opportunity in two hours, they might be long hours though. The sorceress realized that keeping the track of time would be vital; fortunately she had trained to obtain a reliable internal clock and believed that she should be able to maintain it even in current uneasy circumstances.
“You’ve been dressed long enough,” said the captress, “it’s time to release that gorgeous body of yours,” with these words she reached towards Aeriella’s neck, “standard kind of buttons, I presume?”
The enchantment on the catsuit was never intended as an armor or a lock, so opening it did not require extraordinary magical skills. Although taking the suit off the immobilized elf required some effort; if not for the circumstances Aeriella might have found it amusing how the petite drow manipulated her limbs to get her out of the piece of clothing. It was less amusing when Nedyrae took the Ring of Shapeshifting off her finger. She examined it for a moment, then put it on her palm, next to several other rings. The elf was completely naked, she levitated at the height of Nedyrae’s breasts. The captress put Aeriella’s arms along her torso, then spread her legs wide. She then turned around and addressed the captive men.
PLAYING WITH THE CAPTIVE
“You’re disappointing as lovers,” Nedyrae paused for a moment, “but I’m going to give you one more chance. You’re going to have sex with this lovely elf and I want you to FUCK HER BRAINS OUT. If you fail I’ll lock you in cocoons and make spiders eat you alive. Understood?”
The men were nervously nodding their heads and Aeriella thought that this was not exactly the best kind of motivation to give someone a hard on. Before the captress gave any of the men a chance to ‘redeem’ themselves she again went to another part of the cavern, this time she returned with a whip and something that Aeriella recognized as nipple clamps with weights. These would be two hours long indeed. The drow squatted down beneath the elf and applied the first clamp to her nipple. The squeeze was tight, but the sorceress managed to remain silent.
“Don’t play though,” Nedyrae said, “I want you to sing your erotic tunes loudly tonight,” she applied a weight to the clamp.
“Oof,” Aeriella groaned.
The weight was heavy, but the pain was bearable; the elf had been through worse, although the increased sensitivity of her nipples did not make the predicament easier. She decided to give the drow what she wanted, that might cause the captress to believe that she had managed to break the elf and thus make the two hours’ surprise more effective.
“That’s a lot better,” Nedyrae commented.
“Mhmm…” Aeriella groaned again when the other clamp and its weight got applied.
“That’s not even a warmup,” the captress said as she stood up.
She then released one of the men from his bonds.
“Use her mouth first,” she pointed towards Aeriella’s head, while she got between her legs.
The drow put her finger to Aeriella’s enlarged vaginal lips; they were not only bigger, but also more sensitive. The elf issued a moan when Nedyrae began to caress her tender spot, but was soon silenced by a cock shoved into her mouth. The penis was flaccid, but large enough to fill the sorceress’ mouth. The man acted nervous and seemed clumsy, of course his behavior could have been explained by fear, but there seemed to be something else to it; after all fucking someone’s wide open immobilized face cannot be that difficult. Aeriella needed a few moments to realize that the man might have been uncomfortable with the new larger size of his penis.
Slap! Her thoughts were interrupted when the whip hit her buttocks. Slap!
“Faster!” the drow was addressing the man, but the elf was taking the hits.
Slap. The last one was lighter, then the captress resumed the caressing of Aeriella’s vagina.
The elf tried to obtain as much pleasure from the sensation as possible, not because she was such a masochist, but because she knew that her pussy needed to get as wet as possible. This was not easy, Nedyrae’s actions had contradicting results. The captress did not improve the situation when she squatted underneath the elf to play with her breasts; that might have been somewhat pleasant if not for the clamps and weights. The drow squeezed and shook Aeriella’s enlarged boobs which caused the weights to rock; she could not even groan in pain because of the penis filling her mouth.
The man finally managed to get erect which only made things worse for the sorceress; his cock was huge! She was an expert at deep-throating and could still control her throat, but apart from that she had no other way to react and adapt. The man’s nervousness made him less careful and his motions – chaotic. The face-fucking was an unpleasant experience, but at least it managed to get the penis wet. The captive tried to satisfy the drow, so he was shoving his cock deep and fast, thus leaving Aeriella barely enough space to breathe.
Even both of Nedyrae’s tiny palms were not enough to grab one of the elf’s enlarged breasts. But she knew well where to poke or pinch to cause her captive discomfort… and a bit of pleasure too. Eventually she left the boobs and got up from underneath the sorceress.
“Enough,” the captress said and the man withdrew his cock immediately.
Only now Aeriella could see how large the penis was when fully erect; but she had felt that already, so the sight was not exactly shocking. More importantly it was soaking wet with precum and her saliva. Her own vagina was barely moist, so this lubricant would need to suffice.
“Fuck her,” the drow commanded.
She spoke in a calm voice, but the man almost ran to the other side of the elf and assumed a position between her spread legs. He hastily shoved his cock into her pussy, grabbed her hips and began to fuck her. She might have been immobilized, but was not immobile, which meant that other people could still move her. Whenever the man’s hips slapped against her body the weights on her nipples rocked. Aeriella did not need to fake the moans of discomfort and pain, very much to the drow’s satisfaction.
The transformation spells which Nedyrae had used on Aeriella had also increased the sensitivity of her erogenous zones and her overall arousal. But that did not mean that the rather pathetic fucking which the captives did turned her on. Although the drow herself knew how to touch her victim in ways that managed to be simultaneously uncomfortable or even painful and arousing. The fucking itself was not entirely unpleasant. Yes, the man’s penis was huge, but the elf had a lot of experience and could take almost everything. It was his nervousness and roughness that bothered her more, but she could not blame him, he thought that his life was at stake. The captress remained mostly passive, which meant that she was not actively tormenting the elf. She just caressed her body; once she poked her mouth with her finger and maybe twice hit her back with the whip, but these hits were light.
The captive’s nervousness had other downsides, not for Aeriella, but for the man himself. He had managed to get hard, but could not maintain the pace for long. It was not even two minutes before he shot his load into the elf’s pussy. The man issued a low-pitched grunt and started ejaculating; the load was uncommonly voluminous, a result of the magically enlarged testicles.
“Pathetic,” was Nedyrae’s reaction, the distaste clear in her voice, “get back to the wall and hope that your friends will do better.”
The man sheepishly obeyed and the captress locked him back in the semi-magical bonds. To Aeriella this suggested that there were no spiders and it had all been just a bluff; a counterproductive one at that. But the other captives were not as observant.
Aeriella did not get too much time to ponder on that, because a second man approached her. Before he did anything the drow altered her position though. Nedyrae grabbed the elf’s shoulder and rotated her, so that she was now facing upwards. The weights on the clamps were now hanging on her sides and pulling the nipples at other angles. This was a different kind of predicament, but equally as bad as the previous one. There was one significant difference though, the bucket of cum was still oozing out of Aeriella’s pussy, so she did not have to worry about lubrication. Not that she believed it would make the blowjob any better; the new position would though. The drow adjusted the elf’s head, so that it was hanging back in the perfect alignment for deep-throating. The man then shoved his cock into her mouth without additional prompt.
Nedyrae hit Aeriella’s breasts with her whip, then poked one of the weights; she performed both actions half-heartedly, but they still caused some pain. She then moved between the elf’s legs and whipped her inner thighs a few times; these hits were stronger but bearable. The man kept fucking the sorceress’ face and trying to get his cock fully erect; apparently the stress had a similar effect on him as on his companion. The drow was surprisingly gentle or rather as not rough, which was good enough for the elf. The massive penis invading her throat was the amount of roughness which she found acceptable. The captress first poked the sorceress’ pussy with two fingers, but soon added more; she used her other palm to rub Aeriella’s clitoris. A few moments later she slowly shoved her entire palm into the cum-soaked vagina; the hand was petite, so the intrusion was not really much different from the huge cock. The same kind of penis that muffled the elf’s moan when the palm entered her. The man was now fully erect, so the face-fucking left Aeriella barely enough space to breathe.
“Enough,” Nedyrae said several moments later and the man stopped instantly.
She was still holding her forearm inside of Aeriella’s vagina.
“Fuck her. And do a better job than your friend.”
The man seemed just as stressed as his companion, so Aeriella doubted that he could perform any better. But he obediently walked around the elf and took the post which was freed by the drow. The sorceress’ pussy was still soaked with the previous cum-shot, so the cock slid in smoothly. Aeriella issued a moan which soon turned into a cry when the drow whipped her thighs; a few hard hits followed, but then she again put the whip away. The captress seemed uncertain what to do with her new captive, she had not made any plans regarding the elf and she was visibly disappointed by the performance of ‘her’ men. The disappointment only increased when a minute later the second man also ejaculated. His load was as voluminous as that of his predecessor, but that did not placate the drow; she frowned but said nothing.
Nedyrae released a third man and gave him the same command, she then began to grope Aeriella’s body; she was doing all that absentmindedly, as if planning something bigger. The drow did not even bother to torment the elf, although it did not mean that her touch was always pleasant. The man’s performance was nearly the same as his predecessors, rough, nervous and unimaginative; Aeriella did not enjoy it, but it was bearable. At one point the captress simply walked away. She released the fourth man before the third one was finished and just told him to “fuck her”, but she did not even look to check whether he followed her command. Nedyrae went to the same place from which she had taken ingredients previously. The two men would have had a chance to escape, but they did not dare; they spit-roasted the elf instead.
SUMMONING REINFORCEMENTS
The captress returned and began to draw something on the floor in the middle of the cavern. Aeriella was being face-fucked, so she could not see what kind of spell was being constructed. The man using her pussy finished quickly and filled her with another large load, so his companion left her throat and walked to take the freed spot; he ignored the puddle of semen that was gathering beneath the sorceress. More importantly Aeriella could now see what spell the drow intended to cast. She planned to summon a demon! The elf winced internally. Being fucked by a demon could be pleasant, but Nedyrae obviously had no plans to please her captive. When the captress began to chant Aeriella realized that her summoning skills were mediocre, she was not summoning any particular demon and her control and protection wards were weak. This was not necessarily uplifting, if the drow messed something up the whole situation could get really messy; and the elf was still immobilized. As a more experienced summoner the elf still hoped for one positive occurrence. The demons began to appear, two of them. They were slowly taking shape and solidifying. Aeriella was looking at them intently.. and.. Yes!
Nedyrae had summoned demons at random, which meant that there was a greater chance of bringing in those that were the easiest to transport between the realms. These were either the closest to this realm or had been summoned recently. In front of Aeriella, inside of a pentagram stood Issyria and Issaria. They would still need to obey the commands of the demonologist who had called them, but would not harm the elf unless told to do specifically that, and the captress did not seem to want to harm Aeriella just yet.
“Listen to me, my minions,” the drow said in an unnecessarily theatrical voice, “listen and obey my commands.”
The puzzlement on the succubi’s faces turned to amusement, but they had no choice but to obey. Yet their facial expressions amused the captive elf.
“You will fuck my slave,” Nedyrae pointed towards Aeriella with a gesture as theatrical as her tone.
“Yes, Mistress,” the succubi replied unisono, still with smiles on their faces.
The captress then proceeded to give more specific instructions and her voice became regular again.
The sight of the succubi was too much for the man who was fucking the elf. He ran towards the other captives without having an orgasm. Nedyrae no longer minded them, but still they were not trying to escape; apparently the summoning only enhanced their subservience.
Aeriella had been keeping track of time and knew that less than half an hour had passed so far, but the rest of the two hours remaining should not be as bad with Issyria and Issaria. The succubi approached the elf, while the drow stayed behind and observed. The demons had to obey their summoner’s every command and could not do what she forbade them, but within these limits they had the freedom of action. This was often a downfall for novice demonologists, because sometimes they did not realize how much freedom they had actually left to the summoned demons. The twins could not incapacitate Nedyrae and were unable to release the elf, so they just played the game. They did not betray their acquaintance with Aeriella, but blinked to her when the captress was behind their back. The sorceress regretted that she had not told them about the Spell of Binding, they would have now known what was her predicament. Following the instructions the succubi turned the elf around, so that she was levitating vertically and upside down; that position caused the weights to create a new kind of tension on her nipples. When Issyria raised her so that her head was at the height of the demon’s crotch Aeriella knew what was coming. When the succubus put her large penis into the elf’s mouth she was more careful than the men before her, even though she had face-fucked the sorceress in the past and knew her capabilities well. Only when Nedyrae commanded “Fuck her face harder,” Issyria had to increase the pace and force; but by then Aeriella had already adjusted to the cock in her mouth. Issaria was standing on the other side of the elf and fingering her pussy. There was still a lot of semen inside of the vagina, but that only made it more fun for the demon.
The succubi shared the drow’s taste for over-sizing, so they very much enjoyed Aeriella’s altered body. One twin was using the bottom pair lips, the other – the top pair, even though top and bottom were currently inverted for the elf. They both played with her breasts, groping, slapping and squeezing them, they were not gentle with the nipples either, they pulled on the chains and poked the weights causing them to rock. This had not been specifically ordered by Nedyrae, the twins did it on their own accord when they had the opportunity. They enjoyed their sex a bit rough and knew the elf could endure it. The twins were friends with Aeriella, but it did not mean that they had to be gentle with her the whole time. The sorceress groaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, while the drow observed the scene with a grin on her face. She considered herself lucky to have summoned such a pair of demons.
“Enough of foreplay,” the captress finally commanded, “it’s time she received a proper fucking.”
Aeriella was actually glad to hear it. Hanging upside down was not exactly comfortable and she wanted to be able to finally breathe freely. She also knew that a threesome with the twins should be pleasant, even if it was rough, as Nedyrae most likely intended it to be. The succubi stepped away from the elf and turned her around again, following the drow’s instructions. She cried out when the weights on the clamps fell into a new position and again pulled on her nipples. Her body was still vertical, but with her head finally up. The demons spread her legs to the sides into full splits, then continued to lift them until they formed a V on the sorceress’ sides. She was flexible enough to endure such a position and was not expecting anything more comfortable anyway. The twins put the elf at such height that both of her holes were easily accessible.
The remnants of cum-shots were still oozing out of Aeriella’s pussy, but her ass was dry. Issyria’s cock had been lubricated during the face-fucking, but she knew that it was not enough. As a succubus she could effortlessly cast a spell to lubricate any orifice and did just that. While she was doing that Issaria shoved her penis into Aeriella’s vagina, despite its size it went in smoothly; the action was accompanied by the elf’s loud moan. Another moan followed soon afterwards when Issyria shoved her cock into the sorceress’ ass. Then the fucking began. The twins found a common rhythm instantly, they started slowly, but gradually increased the pace. Their shoves were deep and forceful, their fat cocks stretched Aeriella’s holes interchangeably. Her loud moans and cries soon filled the cavern, she was not faking anything.
Nedyrae stepped closer to the trio, she had a wide grin on her face, but did not interrupt them. When the day had started, she did not imagine that she would witness such a spectacle. She really considered herself lucky and was thinking of other ways and position in which to sexually torment the elf.
The succubi had an almost unmatched stamina, they were pumping their cocks back and forth forcefully without a sign of fatigue. Aeriella was not tired herself either, but after several minutes she could sense an orgasm incoming. That would not be desirable, because it would actually draw some of her strength reserves. But when enduring that kind of fucking, and being magically bound she could control her body in a very limited way. Inadvertently the drow came to her aid.
“That’s enough,” she said in a surprisingly joyful voice, “we need a new position. And I want to play with my toy personally.”
The succubi stepped aside and left the elf hanging in the air, she was breathing heavily. Nedyrae approached her with a lustful smile on her face; it was not hard to tell that arousal was having an impact on her as well. The drow put her palms on the sorceress’ thigh and squeezed it, she could sense how strained the sinews and muscles were in that awkward position. The elf had a marvelous body, keeping her as a toy would be the best kind of present she could offer herself. The captress slid her palms over Aeriella’s sweaty skin to her orifices, she prodded them both with her fingers. Second fingers soon joined the play, then the third ones. The elf quickly resumed her moaning; she cried out when a petite palm slid into her pussy, then her ass. Nedyrae might not have been exactly gentle, but she was not rough either. Aeriella felt that the fisting could bring her to an orgasm if it continued; she announced it with more moans. But a few moments later the drow withdrew her palms. She pulled the elf even lower and put a few fingers into her mouth. The sorceress could still move her tongue and knew what was expected of her; she began to lick them clean. The captress soon replaced one palm with the other, but was too impatient to wait for the licking to finish. With her hands wet with a mixture of juices she reached for Aeriella’s breasts. She unfastened the clamps and let them fall to the ground. The elf cried out in pain when the blood began to return to her tormented nipples. The drow used both hands to massage the nipples, it was painful, but it had the desired effect – a proper blood circulation resumed.
“No-one can accuse me of mistreating my toys,” Nedyrae said in a voice that was overflowing with lust.
For a moment she played with the sensitive oversized breasts; this was also pleasant for both parties. Apparently the horniness had made her somewhat gentler. Finally the drow turned to the succubi.
“Go on,” she said with a smile, then explained what kind of position she wanted to see.
The elf’s flexibility once again was tested, the captress was curious to see the possibilities of that fit nimble body. Aeriella’s torso remained vertical, her legs were stretched into full splits, but this time frontal ones. The twins approached her from both sides and shoved their cocks into her orifices; they swapped places, so now it was Issaria who would be fucking the anus. This was not the most ergonomic position for double penetration, but it was visually satisfying for the drow, and it was all that mattered. The succubi still tried to make their shoves as deep and forceful as the position allowed. Aeriella soon renewed her moans. The captress enjoyed the spectacle and did not interfere, only the smile on her face grew wider. A few minutes of hard pounding later Aeriella climax. She issued a high-pitched cry, but because of the spell her body remained motionless.
“Keep fucking her,” Nedyrae said quietly and approached the trio.
While the fucking went on she began to caress one of the long outstretched legs. The elf’s ecstatic noises continued until she ran out of breath. The succubi did not stop fucking her as they were commanded. Usually the orgasmic clenching of Aeriella’s vaginal and anal muscles could bring most people to their own climax, but the twins were not ‘most people’ and were merely warming up. The drow remained in place for another minute, she was silent, she only caressed the leg and observed the elf. Finally she spoke.
“That’s enough,” her voice was quiet, but not any less lustful.
The twins withdrew their cocks and stepped back.
The captress kept the sorceress in her position, she touched her skin and squeezed the toned muscles of her thighs and buttocks. When she reached between her legs she fondled the clitoris and the oversized vaginal lips. Her touch was surprisingly gentle, but even that was enough to make the elf moan, even though she still had not calmed her breath. The drow remained silent and simply enjoyed Aeriella’s body, her palms slowly and softly slid over the sweaty skin and groped the curves. After checking the strong legs she pulled the elf lower to be able to comfortably play with her enlarged breasts; once again she was astonishingly gentle. While Aeriella’s breathing was slowly calming, Nedyrae’s seemed to have been getting heavier; she remained dressed though and never touched herself. Eventually she ordered another change of position. The sorceress had not rested completely, but enough to be able to take more pounding from the succubi.
This time the drow adjusted the elf’s position herself. She was genuinely enjoying Aeriella’s flexibility and wanted to test it herself, especially since the Spell of Binding and its levitation capabilities only increased the opportunities. The captress rotated the elf, so that she was levitating horizontally, facing upwards. Her legs remained in side splits, but the drow pushed them significantly farther, so that they again formed a V. She adjusted Aeriella’s head so that the elf’s throat was aligned perfectly for deep-throating.
“Fuck her ass,” she told Issyria, then turned to Issaria, “fuck her face.”
The succubi were happy to oblige. Nedyrae stayed by the elf’s side and returned to playing with her breasts. Occasionally she gazed at the twins and their huge cocks as they fucked the sorceress, but Aeriella remained her main point of interest, her favourite toy.
The elf was still in a good shape and had sufficient reserves of stamina, or at least she hoped so. More importantly she was still trying to be aware of the passage of time; it was not easy, considering the circumstances, but she believed that she was relatively accurate and there was about an hour to go. The spit-roasting went on. It was monotonous, but that only made it easier for Aeriella to count the time. She had to synchronize her breathing with Issaria’s shoves, because her throat was corked whenever the fat cock went whole in; but the face-fucking was rhythmical, so it did not impede the counting. Nedyrae was not bored at all by the monotony; it seemed as if she had fallen in love with the elf, but in that kind of way one can love their favorite toy. It was something more than pure lust, but also not personal, because it did not consider Aeriella to be an autonomous person. The drow kept playing with the sorceress’ body until she decided that it was once again the time to change the position.
“Enough,” she said in a quiet lustful voice and the succubi instantly obeyed.
Nedyrae was slowly running out of ideas on how to spread Aeriella’s legs, but she still had an idea for more stretching. She wanted to surprise the elf, so she whispered her instructions to the twins. The demons nodded their heads and changed the sorceress’ position. It was the same in which she had been first double-penetrated, torso – vertical, legs – spread into V on the sides. Issyria shoved her cock into Aeriella’s ass, it went whole in one smooth motion; a single moan was the elf’s only reaction.
“Aaahh!” the sorceress cried out loudly, when Issaria’s penis began to join that of her sister, “Oooff!” she grunted audibly as it continued to go deeper.
Having just one succubus’ cock in any of the holes would be a challenge to most women. Having two at once was pushing Aeriella to her limits. Her anus was barely flexible enough to accommodate the insane girth, but she knew she would need to endure it. Issaria was careful, Nedyrae did not tell her to go rough and she did not want to injure the elf. She had to fit her whole penis inside, so she slowly continued to push it in. Eventually both cocks were as deep as it was possible. The limiting factor were the succubi themselves or rather their loins, the twins could only get so close in the tight space of the sorceress’ crotch.
Aeriella exhaled loudly when her ass stopped being stretched further. She knew it was merely the beginning, but tried to adapt mentally to what was to come. The drow watched the scene intently. She grabbed one of her small breasts with her palm and began to fondle it; the other hand ventured between her legs. She became too horny and could no longer maintain full composure.
Issyria was the first to move. She withdrew her penis until only the head remained inside of the elf’s anus. When she began to push it back in, Issaria started to withdraw her own. The twins found a rhythm almost instantly, but were still moving slowly for Aeriella’s sake. They were gradually increasing the pace until they reached something that could be called medium-fast. The sorceress was moaning and crying out loudly the entire time. The sensation was too intense to remain silent, but despite that she still did her best to try and count the time. Nedyrae did not interfere, by then she was too busy playing with her own body.
The extreme anal penetration could never bring Aeriella to a climax. This was the kind of sensation one could try to bear, but not enjoy. The succubi liked it though, even if they were being magically compelled to perform. Their own arousal had been pent up and after ten minutes of double anal they orgasmed; together as they always did. The twins were not overly vocal during sex, but when they climaxed they were as big screamers as the elf, so their ecstatic moans and cries filled the cavern. They continued to pump their fat cocks in and out, although they lost the rhythm. Succubi’s cumshots were larger than any man’s, so Aeriella’s bowels were swiftly filled with huge amounts of semen; this created even more tension on her insides.
Nedyrae was masturbating vigorously while watching the spectacle. Her palms remained on her breast and between her legs, but she was not close to an orgasm yet.
“Don’t stop,” were the only words she said.
The succubi’s climax was long and intense, but they could continue to fuck the elf afterwards without any problems. Some of their semen began to already ooze out of the elf’s stretched ass, but most remained inside held in by the girth of their penises. Finally the drow spoke again.
“Enough,” her breathing was heavy as well.
The succubi withdrew their cocks and a stream semen began to flow out almost immediately.
“Oof,” Aeriella exhaled loudly with relief.
Her ass felt sore, but she was certain she could endure until the Spell of Binding ended. Nedyrae approached the elf, ignoring the cum steadily falling onto the ground. She put one palm on the thigh to once again feel up the strained muscles. She used the other hand to finger the sorceress’ pussy lips. Not only were they enlarged by the drow’s spell, they were still swollen and sensitive from the earlier orgasm. Aeriella moaned as soon as Nedyrae touched her pussy.
“We’re going to cum together, my pet,” the drow whispered, her voice now being pure lust.
She then turned to the succubi.
“You,” Nedyrae addressed Issyria, “put her in a doggy-style position on the ground and start fucking her pussy. You,” she turned to Issaria, “will lick my pussy.”
As much as Issaria had been enjoying sex with Aeriella, the possibility of licking the drow was a welcome diversity. Especially since she judged from Nedyrae’s words and behavior that fucking would come next.
The drow carefully took off her dress and panties, she put them both on the side. She then sat on the floor, but realized how cold the bare stone was.
“Bring a blanket, quickly!” she ordered Issaria, pointing to the location from which she had earlier obtained the ingredients.
The succubus soon returned with the requested item. Nedyrae laid on the blanket and spread her legs invitingly, Issaria got on all fours and began to lick the drow. She offered her best performance, not because of any magical compulsion, but out of sheer personal pride. Issyria meanwhile placed Aeriella in the commanded position and was fucking her from behind. Since the order’s were not specific she maintained a slow pace, so that she would not exhaust the elf. With Issaria’s superb skills it did not take much time for Nedyrae to be ready.
“That’s enough,” the drow said, “fuck me already. But be careful,” despite her horniness there was still some concern in her voice, “your cock might be too big.”
The irony of that statement was not lost on Aeriella who remembered the oversized penises of the captive men. Following the commands Issaria gently slid her huge penis into Nedyrae’s wet vagina.
“Mhmm,” the drow moaned when the fat head spread her pussy lips.
The succubus continued to slowly push her cock deeper.
“Mhm! That’s enough,” Nedyrae stopped her when she was about two thirds in.
Issaria suspected that she could eventually fit it whole in, if given freedom and enough time, but she had to follow the commands.
“Go slowly,” the drow added.
Both twins fucked their women at about the same pace. Issyria wanted to give Aeriella the chance to rest, while Issaria was simply following orders. Nedyrae remained mostly quiet, occasional moans escaped from her mouth, but she was not overly vocal during love making; she kept squirming under the succubus though. Aeriella on the other hand soon renewed her moans and was getting louder with each passing moment. According to her calculations there was about fifteen to twenty minutes left of the spell’s effect. She would soon be free or rather get the chance to fight for her freedom. She needed to be ready to act, but Issyria’s slower gentler approach was turning her on more than the rough fucking. The elf just hoped that her second orgasm would not come at the same time as her release.
The sex went on and the minutes passed. The positions and the pace remained unaltered, Nedyrae was the only one who could change them and apparently she was satisfied with what she was receiving. She often glanced at Aeriella, but did not issue any commands, it seemed that she had satiated her thirst for diversity.
The drow was the first to climax, she remained mostly quiet, but wiggled and trembled a lot as Issaria continued to fuck her. Aeriella’s orgasm came soon afterwards. She wondered whether the twins were actually able to make them climax together or it was merely a coincidence. She did not ponder on the matter too deeply, because she had to keep counting the time while cumming, which is not exactly an easy task. Eventually both women calmed down.
“Enough,” Nedyrae almost whispered.
The succubi stopped and slowly withdrew their cocks, Issaria got off the drow to give her space. The captress sat up, then on all fours reached Aeriella.
“I told you, my sweet toy, that we would cum together,” her quiet voice was passionate, but no longer so lustful.
“I need to rest,” Nedyrae continued, “but we’ll have a lot more fun together. I’m so curious what this gorgeous body is capable of.”
As she spoke she played with the elf’s breasts and fondled her nipples. Aeriella’s body was still resting on the floor, she was placed on her hands and knees, but because of the spell she was still technically levitating, so her limbs were not actually pressed against the ground. Suddenly she felt the pressure. For a moment she remained motionless, making sure that she had full control of her body. She could not wait for too long, otherwise the drow might realize that something had changed. The sorceress was unable to cast any meaningful spells because of the lack of ingredients. But she was almost twice as big as Nedyrae and had the element of surprise.
RELEASE FROM THE BONDS
Aeriella needed to knock her opponent out before the drow managed to order the succubi to assist her. She jumped onto Nedyrae with all her might. She aimed with her elbow to the temple, but hit the middle of the forehead instead. That was enough. The shocked drow was not knocked out, but failed to call for help. The elf grabbed her neck with her thighs and began to strangle her. She had no intentions of killing Nedyrae, but had to render her unconscious. The succubi remained passive; they could not aid Aeriella, but received no orders to stop her. Eventually the drow stopped struggling and the elf released the grip of her powerful thighs.
“We have the information you asked for,” Issaria was the first to speak.
“Huh?” Aeriella was confused by the words.
“There’s a drow in a cavern,” Issyria continued, “who holds four men captive and uses them as sex slaves.”
“Very funny,” the elf finally realised what they were talking about.
“You had asked us for information,” Issaria replied, “and we delivered it. Now you have to pay us. With sex.”
“I believe I just did.”
“That was just the interest,” said Issyria.
“You are unbearable smart asses.”
“You behave as if that was your first deal with demons,” Issaria smiled, then stuck out her tongue.
“We’ll talk about the payment later. There was enough interest that I should get some more time, right?”
“Of course,” the twins replied together.
The short conversation reminded the sorceress of another thing – her larger lips. Because of them she had to open her mouth wider and talk slower in order to sound intelligible. That way of talking required her to concentrate on her speech which no doubt made her look and sound dumb. “Oh well,” the elf though, that was just another obstacle to overcome.
Aeriella got up, her joints felt a bit stiff and her orifices were sore, but other than that she was fine. She still needed to finish the mission though. The enlarged breasts changed the balance of her upper body and the swollen vaginal lips reminded of themselves with each step. The sorceress first needed to tie up and gag Nedyrae, in case she woke up. Unfortunately there were no actual ropes in the cavern, the drow had relied on conjured bonds. Aeriella did not have any other spell of binding, so she had to use the men’s clothes to immobilize her captive. The men were still terrified and were not trying to escape. The elf did not want to force them to go out naked, so she took just their shirts and left them the trousers.
After tying up the drow Aeriella retrieved her Ring of Shapeshifting. She put it back on her finger, but did not use its magic. The artifact was potent and could change the user’s body within rather broad boundaries, but it could not act against someone else’s spells. The elf would have to wait until her body returned to normal in due time. The sorceress also took off the rest of Nedyrae’s jewellery. She did not know their power and did not want to be surprised when the drow later woke up. Now that the environment was safe she could send back the succubi. She might not have been the one to have summoned them, but Nedyrae was unconscious and Aeriella was a more proficient demonologist.
“I’ll see you at the court in a few days,” she told them before sending them back to their realm.
Next step was dressing up. Her skin was sticky with a mixture of bodily fluids, but there was no time nor place to take a bath. Comfort and hygiene would have to wait. Putting the catsuit back on was not easy. Not only did the sticky skin not help, Aeriella also needed to fit her new curves inside of it. The item was flexible, but the elf simply was not used to having such large (and sensitive) breasts. At one point she simply began to laugh, she remembered how amused she had been when Nedyrae was struggling to strip her and she imagined that she must have looked quite ridiculous at that moment. Still chuckling, the sorceress looked at the four men, her laughter did not make them feel any more confident.
“You’ll be home soon,” she told them, hoping they would believe her despite her absurd state.
Eventually Aeriella was dressed, just in catsuit and boots. She had skipped the panties, because her enlarged vaginal lips were too big and sensitive to use another layer of clothing. Even the tight fabric of her suit kept rubbing them in an awfully distracting manner; it was not necessarily unpleasant, but the elf could not afford to be constantly horny. There was no way for her to hide the obscene camel-toe either. Together with the huge breasts and lips it made her look like some insane sorceress’ fuck-toy; which was exactly what she had been for the last two hours. On the other hand, if she had picked a different outfit for her quest, she would have avoided her current fate. But one could not foresee everything, and the catsuit was incredibly practical, convenient and, last but not least, fun.
Aeriella finally released the two men who were still bound and handed them their trousers.
“Dress up, we’re leaving,” she tried to say it in a no-nonsense voice, but her new lips prevented that. It turned out odd, but at least intelligible. For the following sentence she knew better, “I’ll need you to carry the drow to the nearest village. Don’t worry, she can no longer hurt you.”
They nervously nodded their heads, as they were hurriedly putting on their clothes; their shoes lay nearby as well.
UNEASY RETURN BEGINS
Walking turned out to be… inconvenient as well. The swollen vaginal lips under the tight catsuit required the elf to keep her legs slightly apart and take shorter steps. She sighted, hoping that the spell would fade away soon. One man was enough to catty the petite drow; she was naked and remained unconscious. Aeriella made sure to gather all of Nedyrae’s belongings, she would need to check them later at the court.
The elf and the four men managed to return to the village before it got completely dark. Fortunately one of them knew these lands well and led them along the quickest path. The villagers were glad to hear that their problem had been solved, but were also shocked to see the sorceress. The way her enlarged lips forced her to speak did not improve the situation, it only enhanced her ‘new image’. They listened to her commands nevertheless which was enough for Aeriella. Nedyrae regained consciousness and, as one could imagine, was angry. Despite her predicament and the presence of the elf the villagers feared her. But there was no other choice, she would need to spend the night together with Aeriella in the village head’s house. This time the drow was tied up properly using ropes. The sorceress requested a bath, which was not exactly a practice common among peasants, but it was fulfilled swiftly. The elf felt an enormous relief when she could finally wash off the filth of the recent events. She needed to take care of Nedyrae as well. The drow could live without a bath, but needed to be fed. Her ties had to be firm enough, so that she would not escape, but also not too tight, so they would not stop the blood circulation. It seemed that the return trip would not be easy. Having taken care of everything Aeriella stripped naked and fell asleep.
In the morning the elf had to feed Nedyrae once again. After breakfast she borrowed a donkey from the villagers, so that she would have means of transport for her captive. Soon Aeriella learnt that riding a horse with her vaginal lips being enlarged felt different as well. The feeling was awfully distracting and, she was ashamed to admit it to herself, also arousing. But it was uncomfortable as well and she had to repress the urge to stop and tighten Nedyrae’s bonds, so that the drow would feel less comfortable too.
At the nearest inn Aeriella found relief. No, her body did not return to normal proportions. It turned out that soon after the sorceress’ departure from the court Laerinia and her entourage had returned. Laerinia let her knights rest, then sent two of them to ride after Aeriella. On their way they met Rossignol who told them about the elf’s whereabouts. The knights could now take care of the prisoner and the sorceress could have some mental rest while traveling back home. With some parts of her body altered she could not avoid attracting even more attention and could not help being horny. She used the night at the first inn to rest some more; no sex, even though she felt tempted. But was already making plans for the next inn. There were two young men, brothers, who had assisted her during a bath when she had previously stayed there; they might be willing to do that again…
Being seen in her current state by the inn’s guests somewhat hurt the sorceress’ pride. It was true that it had always been her goal to be in the center of attention and her choice of outfit exhibited her tendencies for exhibitionism, but Aeriella maintained a specific image and her current look was its caricature. The gigantic breasts were obscene, especially with the large nipples remaining erect the whole time and being clearly visible through the thin fabric. The vaginal lips were simply vulgar and the regular lips made her sound dumb. From the public relations point of view it might have been better, if the elf was bruised and battered; at least then she would not be constantly aroused. The sorceress had a feeling that despite her high social status everyone looked at her like on a sexual object and expected to receive some sexual services from her. Although the latter might have been just her own projection. Aeriella needed to be careful and not enhance her appearance with improper behavior, at least in public.
When the sorceress laid down in her bed she fell asleep and had a dream.
DIRTY DREAM
She was back downstairs in the main hall, the place was full of people, most of them men.
“Could I have your attention, please?” the elf said loudly and slowly. It seemed that she managed to perfect speaking with her new lips; even that simple request sounded incredibly erotic.
The room instantly went silent and all gazes focused on Aeriella. Everyone wanted to know what their Lady had to announce… and to admire her altered body. The sorceress could sense how they were all stripping her with their eyes, and she loved it. She could already feel her pussy getting moist with excitement, her nipples were erect and larger than ever, her vaginal lips were swollen and felt like they wanted to bite into the fabric of the suit.
“I had learnt a new spell and I intend to cast it,” the elf continued to speak.
She then proceeded to explain how the Spell of Binding worked and what she expected them to do; her voice was lustful and erotic. She enjoyed the mixture of shock and desire on the guests’ faces; none were shocked enough to back out though.
When Aeriella finished talking she stepped onto a table and took off her clothes, this time she managed to slip off her catsuit smoothly and made a small spectacle of it. The naked elf then laid down on the table and cast the spell on herself; she excluded her mouth from the effect. As soon as she became immobilized the first two men approached her, they were her knights. These were the only men in the inn, apart from the innkeeper, whom she actually knew. The rest were all strangers and she had surrendered her body to them. Before the knights started to fuck their Mistress Aeriella noticed someone else – Nedyrae. The drow was there too! She was dressed in her spidery gown and, unlike the elf, was free to move. Nedyrae was casting spells on the men and Aeriella knew what was their effect – increasing the size of genitals and the volume of cum-shots. Then the fucking began.
The knights spit-roasted the sorceress in the position in which she was lying, one of them spread her long legs and used her pussy, the other hung her head to the back off the edge of the table and fucked her throat. They both had decent stamina, but that was merely a warmup. When the knights finished another two men approached the elf. These were complete strangers, but she knew they had been altered by Nedyrae; their penises were huge and testicles – even larger. The two man took Aeriella in the same position, the one using her mouth grabbed her head with both hands and fucked her licks a pussy; he left her barely enough space to breath. The spit-roasting was rough, but it eventually finished; the man simply withdrew their cocks before climaxing and walked away. As soon as they stepped aside they were replaced by another pair of strangers. There two were more creative and changed her position.
Throughout the night the sorceress was fucked in all of the position which were used by Nedyrae in the cave and many others. The crowd was inventive and curious to test Aeriella’s flexibility and the possibilities offered by the Spell of Binding. Cock after cock came to fuck her holes, she was given no time to rest. Neither of the men ejaculated, they all pulled out before having an orgasm and returned into the crowd of spectators. Aeriella had no opportunities to search for Nedyrae, but she was certain that the drow was present and enjoying the spectacle. The elf completely lost the sense of time, although she felt that a lot more than two hours had passed. She was sore and exhausted, but the men kept coming and she could only welcome them in her magical bondage. The sorceress climaxed numerous times and was never given any time to pause and rest.
By the time the last man left her it was already early morning and the first rays of sunlight were coming through the windows. The crowd had somewhat dispersed, but was not completely gone. It seemed that most of the men had just stepped back and left some space around the elf. She was lying on her back on the wooden floor and breathing heavily. Her entire skin was covered with a mixture of bodily fluids. Nedyrae approached Aeriella, her arms crossed over her thin chest and a grin on her face. Three men were standing behind her, each was holding a bucket.
“It’s not over yet,” the drow said, “I have something for you that I’m sure you’ll love.”
She gestured towards one of the men and he came forward. He lifted the bucket over the elf’s body and began to pour its contents onto her, he began at her neck and moved towards her feet. The bucket was full of semen! Nedyrae must have been collecting it throughout the night and now was offering it to the sorceress wholesale. When the man emptied the bucket Aeriella’s whole body was covered with thick cum.
“Get up onto your knees,” the drow commanded.
Only then the elf realised she could move. She was exhausted, but had enough strength to fulfil that order. She did not feel compelled to do it, she simply wanted to. When Aeriella assumed the position Nedyrae gestured for the second man. She also told the elf:
“Close your eyes and open your mouth wide.”
The next bucket was also filled with semen, the man poured it onto the sorceress’ head. She swallowed some of it, but most flowed down onto her, already covered in cum, body. When the second man finished the drow ordered the third one:
“Put it down there,” she gestured towards the other end of the room.
“Crawl to the bucket,” she told the elf.
Aeriella again obeyed and began to crawl on all fours. She had to be careful not to slip on the floor, because her limbs were completely covered with semen. The crowd left her a path on which she could crawl. She could sense their eyes on her body, her subjects watching their Lady degrading herself so badly. How shameful! How arousing… When she reached the bucket Nedyrae gave her a large mug.
“Fill it up and drink,” she said.
The third bucket had the same content. The sorceress did not hesitate, she put the mug in and filled it with semen; she then lifted it and began to drink. The cum was thick and still warm, it tasted delicious to the elf and quenched her thirst. The crowd that was watching her every motion erupted with a loud cheer. The elf was burning with shame, but could not stop herself; did NOT WANT to stop. She drank slowly, she used the time to rest and stabilise her breath; a small but steady stream of semen was flowing down her throat. Eventually the mug was empty and the crowd cheered again. When it quieted down Nedyrae said:
“Drink another one.”
Aeriella obeyed once again. When she finished she was covered in cum as well as filled with it. She did not feel disgusted in the least, she loved it as much as her spectators. The drow kept watching her with a wide grin.
“We’ll do that everyday from now on,” Nedyrae said aloud, so that everyone could hear.
The sorceress did not object, content with her fate.
RETURN TO THE COURT
In the morning the sorceress woke up with her pussy wet. She could feel that her cheeks were burning, both from arousal and the shame caused by the contents of her dream. She just had to finger herself to an orgasm before going downstairs. The process was made even easier “thanks” to her new vaginal lips. Her orgasm came quickly, it was loud and could no doubt be heard by the guests in the nearby rooms. It temporarily satiated her hunger, but she could feel that she would need a real penis soon; preferably in private though and not too many at once. Aeriella then had breakfast with the knights and again had to feed Nedyrae. Her cheeks were still red from the mixture of excitement and a little shame. Fortunately the drow was not causing any problems, although the sorceress kept imagining that her captive was smiling at her knowingly. The elf and the knights travelled together, but they did not talk much; Aeriella still found talking uncomfortable, mentally rather than physically. She was upset that her behaviour made her look unapproachable, but there was little she could do to fix it while they were travelling.
At the next inn the sorceress again asked for a bath, along with the same room service. The brothers were more than happy to oblige and she decided that on this night she would live up to her current temporary image; only in private though. Her own body demanded that and she did not want to strain her will too much and fight that particular urge, if there was a chance to satisfy it safely. Some might say that it meant that the drow had scored a minor victory, but Aeriella did not mind having such minor defeats and always preferred to see the victory in a broader picture.
This time the elf was not nearly as subtle as previously. When the late evening came and the two brothers prepared her bath she was standing facing them when she took off her catsuit. Their gazes immediately fixed on her gigantic breasts, their expressions suggested that they were not as critical of their new size as Aeriella.
“I want you to clean me again,” the sorceress said, her voice slow and sultry, “my whole body this time.”
She stepped into the tub, but the young men just stood there with their mouths open. The sorceress realised it was her fault. The boys were shy the first time and it took some effort to encourage them. Now she looked and acted more provocatively, and expected them to do even more than previously; no wonder they were shocked. Slow and steady approach was necessary. Although Aeriella was feeling impatient she was a sorceress after all, she needed to be able to control her own will.
“Come closer, boys,” she said in a soft sweet voice, “wet your hands in the tub, then take the soap.”
That worked; having received simpler, direct and most importantly not so bold instructions the young men moved. They squatted down in front of the elf to wet their palms. They suddenly became aware that their faces were right in front of her crotch and they had a perfect view of her enlarged vagilan lips. The boys swiftly put their hands into the tub, then reached for the soap. With their palms soapy they moved to Aeriella’s sides, as if afraid of her vagina, and there… hesitated.
“Go on,” she said, still in the same tone, “you did a wonderful job cleaning me the last time. I’m sure you can do it again. Start at my calves and proceed upwards.”
Another direct command kept them moving. At first their touch was slightly uncertain, but soon they adopted their cleaning routine and began to act more decisively. Calves were easy, but thighs were a much different part of a woman’s body. Aeriella could sense the boys’ hesitation, but they managed to overcome it without an additional prompt. Their soapy palms roamed over the elf’s strong thighs… and turned her on.
“Mhmm,” shs issued a soft moan, “be very thorough.”
That remark emboldened the young men to reach for her inner thighs as well. Just a moment later a finger poked her vaginal lips.
“Mhmmm!” this moan was louder. It served as yet another form of encouragement.
“Yess,” Aeriella said after a while in a dreamy voice, “be very thorough.”
The hands reached higher, but they also poked between her legs more often. No-one directly fingered her clitoris or vagina, but mostly wandering fingers touched the latter every now and then. The boys focused mostly on the buttocks though, there was a lot of skin to “clean”… and flesh to grope. The young men were becoming bolder with each passing moment and Aeriella was getting hornier. She let them touch her body freely for a while before she spoke again.
“Time for my upper body,” the genuine arousal was clear in her voice, “soap your hands and stand up.”
The boys did as they were told and began to wash the elf’s belly and back without additional prompt. She again let them work for a moment before speaking.
“All of it, my breasts too,” the elf said several moments later.
This time there was no hesitation, they both acted as if they had been waiting for these words. Two enthusiastic palms grabbed each breast and began to fondle it. Aeriella’s new boobs were large enough so that each could easily accommodate a pair of hands. Any pretence of cleaning was soon abandoned, just like the elf had hoped. The sorceress’ moans emboldened the boys and made their touch more possessive. They were beginning to play with her breasts just like they would with any other girl’s who had gone with them to bed. Aeriella let them enjoy her body for a while. Her breasts had not only gotten larger, but also more sensitive; the two pairs of hands rubbing them were turning the elf on, her moans told the boys that they were on the right track. At one point one of them got brave enough to suck onto her nipples. Another loud groan from the sorceress confirmed that it had been the right decision; his brother soon followed his trail.
Aeriella was enjoying having her breasts played with, but eventually that was no longer enough. She sensed that she should be able to take the brothers to the next stage, so she said:
“I think I’m clean enough,” her voice was genuinely lustful, so there was no need to act, “time to dry up.”
The young men looked somewhat disappointed, but that was a good sign; it meant that they wanted more. The sorceress let them dry her body with a towel at their own pace. She did not issue any commands, but moaned a few times when a random finger touched a tender spot. When the elf was finally dry the boys just stood there and stared at her naked body, each still holding his end of the towel. They remembered from the previous time that this had been the moment when the fun had ended, but they did not want to leave until being specifically told to do so. The elf remained silent though. For a moment she just let them stare and enjoyed their hungry gazes, but then she stepped towards them and grabbed the belts of their trousers. She unbuckled them with ease and pulled the clothes downwards until they fell to the ground. The boys remained motionless, apart from their jaws which dropped open and their penises which twitched inside of their underwear.
“Strip for me boys,” Aeriella whispered in an erotic voice.
The young men unfroze immediately and began to almost frantically take off their clothes, as if not wanting to risk the chance that the elf changed her mind. As soon as they were naked the sorceress grabbed their erect penises and gently pulled them towards the bed. Aeriella pushed one of the brothers onto the piece of furniture and gestured for him to move up; he obeyed instantly. She climbed right after him and knelt on all fours. She turned around and simply told the other boy:
“Fuck me.”
At that point his horniness made him bold, so he acted without hesitation. He was still careful though when he shoved his cock into her wet waiting pussy. Aeriella issued a single high-pitched cry, but then began to suck the cock in front of her. After all the oversized penises in the cavern (and in her dream) she was glad that these two were of regular size.
The brothers did not seem to be overly experienced with women, but the elf sensed that they were not virgins either; all the better. Regardless of their skill they were still young, incredibly horny after the bath and, considering that they were spit roasting their Lady, out of their element. All that combined caused the slow build-up to end rather anticlimactically (pun intended). Both boys managed to last only about two minutes. With audible grunts they shot their loads respectively into the sorceress’ pussy and mouth; she swallowed every drop of the latter. The young men were undoubtedly satisfied, but also seemed ashamed of their lacklustre performance. Aeriella needed to save their pride and finally obtain satisfaction for herself; fortunately she was even better at doing the latter than she was at casting spells. Subtly she manoeuvred both men onto the bed and resumed the foreplay. Thanks to their young age they were able to regenerate at an impressive pace. Less than a quarter later the elf was having sex once again. This time she was riding one of the brothers while the other was playing with her body. She reached a loud orgasm before the boy came, but rode him until he shot his second load. Then his brother fucked her to another climax and also ejaculated inside of her. When the young men left the bedroom everyone was fully satisfied. Aeriella was aware that her actions would spark gossip for the years to come, but that did not bother her; she could finally sleep calmly, free of dirty dreams.
EPILOGUE
Aeriella and her knights returned to the court on the next day. She had to wait almost thirty more hours before the effects of Nedyrae’s spell reversed. During that time she mostly wore loose dresses and nothing else, she also sat in an unladylike fashion with her legs spread. The sorceress told Laerina the whole story, as well as the details regarding the Spell of Binding. She also told everything to Sandalphon and felt like she was getting used to the enlarged lips. Not that keeping them so big would be beneficial, but at least it no longer felt so awkward. The elf confessed to them as well as to Valora about the dream she had had at the inn. Together they decided that the best solution would be to have a smaller, more private bukkake party, so that the sorceress would not have to struggle with unfulfilled fantasies.
There also was the problem of the new captive. In the past Aeriella, Laerinia and Valora managed to reclaim one female drow – Calindra. But she had been young and not yet corrupted by her evil goddess the decadent drow society. Was there any hope for Nedyrae? She was only slightly older than Calindra; the women would have to give it a try. Another saved soul was definitely worth the effort. She already had a “vice” that was valued at the court, let’s call it “unusual affinity for love making”. It suggested that she could be converted to the ways of Sune.
Aeriella soon paid her debt to Issyria and Issaria. It was a lot more pleasant when done in her own bedroom and without the supervision of Nedyrae. The elf explained to the succubi what was her predicament in the cavern and then agreed to cast the Spell of Binding on herself again, so the twins could test its capabilities on their own. The threesome was much longer and more intense than the little orgy with Nedyrae; all of them climaxed multiple times.