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For the first little bit of the ride, Vanessa didn't push herself, but eventually her desire to show off to Ava and wanting to feel that rush of adrenaline that came with riding, Vanessa stopped holding back. Having road, a since before she could legally drive, Vanessa knew exactly what she was doing and seemed in complete control of the road, even if it had been a while since she last road her bike with everything going on. "What do you think?" Vanessa asked, as they were stopped at a red light. Vanessa hoped Ava wasn't regretting her decision to ride with her.

Being a young collage student, Vanessa's definition of a sit-down restaurant wasn't the five-star fancy whine type of place a wealthy business woman would usually dine at on such an occasion, instead it was merely a nice chain steak restaurant. Dinner was going to be great, but Vanessa was more excited about what came after dinner, after all this was probably going to be a night of firsts for her girlfriend and she was super excited to be there to share it with her.

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Just as Ava was getting used to being on a bike, Vanessa decided to speed up and show a bit of her skill as a driver. This immediately cause Ava to close her eyes again and tighten her grip around Vanessa, knowing she was safe with her, but still afraid of looking at how fast they were going. Only when they started slowing down did she open her eyes to see they were arriving at the restaurant Vanessa picked.

It wasn't any fancy rich place that her parents used to take her before, but Ava didn't care at all about that. It was a place she had never been before, a steak restaurant. Slowly calming down from the adrenaline of being on a bike, Ava hopped off of it, her legs shaking just a tiny bit, and waited for her girlfriend to put the helmets away and join her before they entered the establishment.

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Having forgotten to make a reservation, Vanessa and Ava had a wait a little bit before they got seated, but eventually the two lovers were seated at there own table. Before Vanessa took Ava out to get a little wild, and do some stuff she probably never experienced before, the serpent wanted to talk a little bit about what Ava wanted from her. Vanessa had been too busy loving and messing around with Ava at every chance, that she hadn't really spent a ton of time talking about what exactly her expectations for her partner were.

"Ssso, we haven't really talked about what kind of girlfriend you want," Vanessa started, after ordering her food and drink. "I mean like I like you a lot and want to make you asss happy asss I can, ssso I want to know how I can do that," Vanessa continued, with a warm smile, as she really did care about the dalmatian in a way she had never cared about anyone else. Though Vanessa loved Ava, she was afraid that what if they were just too different.

"Like you know, I'm not exactly like you and I don't want to do sssomething wrong that would hurt you jussst becaussse I wouldn't think about it the sssame way you would," Vanessa explained, her smile turning into an expression of concern. "Do you want me to ssstop messssing around with other people and ssstuff?" Vanessa finally asked, ripping the band aid off and looking at Ava and just going silent in anticipation for what the dalmatian had to say.

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Once they were inside the restaurant it didn't take long for Ava to relax again. She smiled besides Vanessa as they waited for a table to clear. She was almost glowing with happiness. This was the first ever date she's been on and she was really excited. Just her and her gorgeous sexy girlfriend. She now realized, what if others were looking? Vanessa was easily one of those women that make others turn their heads to check out. Ava couldn't help but blush at the thought of others looking at them, and what's even more. She was the lucky one she called girlfriend.

After getting their table and ordering their food, Vanessa started talking, which made Ava focus her attention completely on her. "What kind of... girlfriend?" She repeated, then chuckling after adding "There's more than one kind?"

She nodded hearing Vanessa say she wanted to make her as happy as she could, and honestly, Vanessa was already doing exactly that. As her girlfriend kept talking, Ava tilted her head sideways slightly, trying to figure out where Vanessa was taking this. Until she just decided to get straight to the point and ask her the question.

"Oh... that... ahm..." She bit her bottom lip, unsure of how exactly to respond. "Well, I... I haven't really... thought about that." She responded honestly. "I thought that... once we were together, you had already stopped seeing other people. Isn't that what couples do?"

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Vanessa was not super surprised by Ava's answer, after all she knew that they saw things differently. "Well I guesss, I've never been in that kind of relationssship. Growing up my mom had a plethora of partnersss, ssso I wasss kind of raisssed with the idea that people didn't jussst have one partner. Then in high ssschool when I could ssstart dating, I found I enjoyed being able to ssstill messs around and flirt with people other than jussst the perssson I wasss dating. Thisss isss why I want to figure out what you want," Vanessa explained, with a sideways smirk as she tried to figure out how to convey what she wanted.

"I haven't fucked anyone sssince we ssstarted, but I flirt and ssstuff with people and I jussst don't know what'sss wrong and right. I'm worried I'm gonna messs thisss up and you'll end up hating me," Vanessa continued, knowing she was willing to change, but unsure how or what to do. Vanessa was a slut, she would never deny that, so she had no idea what to do. "I jussst want you to be happy, ssso pleassse tell me what you want from me and how I can make thisss thing perfect for you," Vanessa finished, reaching her hands across the table and opening them for Ava to set her paws in.

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Ava carefully listened to her girlfriends words as she explained the way she grew up and how she viewed relationships. Surely, it was way different from how she grew up and saw other people together. Of course her parents would never allow her to be exposed to seeing an open relationship like the ones Vanessa had.

"That's... good to know." Ava nervously chuckled as Vanessa told her she hadn't had sex with anyone besides her since they started dating. But she had playfully flirted with others, thinking it was ok and not really a big deal. "I would never hate you." Ava reassured her, placing her paws in her open hands on the table. She looked straight at her as she spoke. "I am happy with you. I never thought being in a relationship would make me this happy, and I believe the main reason I'm so happy is because YOU are the one I'm dating." She said. Not really sure what else to add.

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Unfortunately for Vanessa, Ava's answer really didn't do anything to help the serpent understand what the canine thought was right and wrong, though it was nice to hear that she made her happy. "I'm happy that you feel that way, but I'm ssstill not really sssure what you think isss okay and not okay," Vanessa explained, as she held her lover's hands and tried her best to convey that she needed Ava's guidance. If it were up to Vanessa, they'd both be free to fuck and do whatever else they wanted with who ever they wanted, so the serpent needed the dalmatian to give her own guidelines.

"Like are you okay with me flirting with other people and ssstuff? Would you get offended if I told you I wanted to fuck around with sssomeone or would you want to watch or whatever? I've been in a couple different kindsss of relationssshipsss and none of them have meant thisss much to me, ssso I want to know what you think isss wrong and right," Vanessa explained, hoping she had conveyed herself so that Ava would be able to understand that she was looking for her limits.

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Vanessa seemed happy to hear that her girlfriend was happy with her, but still confused as to what she thought was okay or not. She tried asking again, giving some examples, most of them making Ava blush at the thought of.

"What's... right or wrong?" she repeated, confirming that was what Vanessa wanted. Who was her to determine that? Ava had zero experience with all this. Dating, flirting, sex. She knew nothing of it all. She decided to start answering one thing at a time. Starting with the most obvious one for her. "Well... I think I would be upset if you were to have... sex... with someone else." she started slowly, still holding her lover's hands. "And I definitely wouldn't want to watch it happening."

The dalmatian sighed, trying to find the right words to explain to Vanessa what she was thinking. "You were the first one for me. You know that. But... I've always seen... you know... sex. As something special, something private, only for the couple. But I don't know if that is what's right. As you said yourself, this wasn't how you grew up seeing sex."

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Vanessa heard Ava, but even so she was scared. Never before had Vanessa been in a situation where she wasn't free. What if she messed this up? What if she was wrong for Ava? What if she had ruined the dalmatian's life forever? Squeezing Ava's soft paws, Vanessa decided to at least try her best and do everything she could to be perfect for Ava. "It will probably take me some getting used to, but for you I think it's worth giving up some of the stuff I grew up with," Vanessa explained with a warm smile, as she looked into her girlfriend's beautiful eyes. Now knowing what she had to do or try to do, Vanessa turned the conversation from serious relationship stuff to more fluffy stuff like school and tv.

After their dinner was finished and paid for Vanessa was ready to get the weekend started and introduce her beautiful girlfriend to the world she had come from. Vanessa hadn't told Ava where they were going after dinner, as she wanted to surprise her girlfriend and just let her enjoy the ride. Getting back on her motorcycle and with her dalmatian lover's arms around her waist once more, Vanessa set off towards their next stop for the night.

After a short ride on her bike, the pair of young lovers arrived at the club Vanessa had selected. Luckily for Vanessa there was almost always parking open for motorcycles in front of the club. "You ready to find out what it'sss like to go out?" Vanessa asked, as she put down the kick stand and took off her helmet. Vanessa was a little scared Ava wouldn't want to go in, but she didn't show that, instead she stood confidently and held her hand out to they shy dalmatian, as if to say that she had her, even if she was scared.

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The talk about they're relationship was a bit awkward for Ava. She didn't want to say anything that would upset Vanessa and she didn't want to forbid her of doing what she wanted. But she asked for honesty and Ava admired honesty above a lot of things. Thankfully, the chat didn't last much longer and soon they changed to more light topics as their food arrived.

Once their plates were empty and the bill paid, Ava followed her sexy girlfriend back to her bike. Apparently they had another stop on their date but Vanessa didn't want to tell her where she was taking her. All the curious dalmatian could do was hop on her bike and hold on tight to her as she tried imagining where they were going.

When Ava felt the bike stopping and managed to open her eyes, she found herself in front of a place she had never been before and never imagined she would ever be. A club house. She could already hear the loud music coming from inside and saw a few other people coming in and out of the place, most of them dressed in the same style as Vanessa. She hesitantly got off of the bike and took off her helmet. This was probably the last place anyone who knew Ava would find her in. Loud noise, a lot of people. She was almost running away when Vanessa stood confidently besides her and held out her hand for her to take.

She looked around, as if looking for someone to hide before looking up at her lover's face. "You'll... you'll be right next to me... right? Don't leave me alone." She asked, slowly reaching out and grabbing her hand with her paw.

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"No matter what," Vanessa smiled, as she took her girlfriends hand and started to walk towards the line to get into the club. "If it'sss too much we can leave," Vanessa explained, as they slowly sifted forward in the line. Though she didn't want to say it Vanessa was slightly scared Ava would hate the club, not that Vanessa would blame her, this was just where Vanessa was from, the loud music and crazy people were her home crowd and she wanted Ava to enjoy it. It didn't take long for the two lovers to make it into the club. The music and lights inside the club were crazy, it all fed the serpents blood to burn a little warmer.

Energized by the people around her and the up beat music, Vanessa led her lover out onto the dance floor. Sure, they could have warmed up by sitting on the outside and getting a fruity drink, but that wasn't Vanessa's style, she wanted to get right into the heat. "You like dancing?" Vanessa asked, partially guessing the answer. Pulling her dalmatian lover a little closer so that they didn't get separated in the crowd of dancing bodies, Vanessa began to shifted and bounce to the loud bass music. Though this all seemed so familiar to Vanessa, she knew her girlfriend would no doubt be far more interested in the lights and sounds that surrounded them, plus there were the club's dancers, who made Vanessa's skimpier attire look like formal dress wear.

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"OK" Ava nodded and held her girlfriend's hand as they approached the line to enter the club. The music kept getting louder and louder but she tried ignoring it and focusing on Vanessa besides her. The dalmatian had never been to anywhere even similar to this place, but she was willing to give it a try since Vanessa liked being here. They waited in the line for just a few minutes before being allowed entry.

Inside the club was even louder, and if Ava's ears weren't being attacked enough, now there were dozens of flashing lights everywhere as well. She held tight to Vanessa's hand, afraid of being separated from her in this crowd. She looked around and saw some booths they could sit and avoid all those people, but instead the snake girl pulled her straight to the dance floor where all the people were. She asked if she liked dancing, almost yelling to be heard. "I never actually danced before." She replied. Looking around, Ava notice how everyone was dressed similar to Vanessa. The dalmatian thought her girlfriend was gonna stand out in a crowd wherever they went, but here, Ava was the one standing out with her more modest dress and looks.

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"You don't really need to know how to dance, just let your body more!" Vanessa told Ava over the sound of the thumping music. Letting the music guide her Vanessa began to shake her impressive ass and move her legs. If she had wanted to Vanessa probably could have found a poll and put all the club's dancers to shame. Though she knew Ava had to be hesitant to dance, Vanessa didn't let her shy girlfriend back out, instead she forced her deeper into the crowed where it would be rather hard to stand out.

"God, I missed this," Vanessa shouted to Ava, as a large smile grew across her serpent lips. At one-point Vanessa let go of Ava, to give the dalmatian a demonstration of her abilities. Turning her back to Ava and then looking over her shoulder, Vanessa twerked her hips so that her already perfect ass jiggled tantalizingly in front of Ava. Even if she wasn't exciting her girlfriend, Vanessa could see at least some of the other dances were enjoying her show. "Come on, do it with me," Vanessa explained with a smile, as she continued to shack her hips and dance to the beat of the music.

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Completely lost and not knowing what to do, Ava tried just listening to her girlfriend and let the music guide her body. To put it simply, it was a disaster. She could barely follow the rythme of the music but didn't let that stop her. When she saw the huge smile on Vanessa's face, she knew she had to do her best to keep her girlfriend happy.

When Vanessa let go of her hand, Ava panicked for a split second before realizing she just wanted to show her some dance moves. She blushed hard seeing her girlfriend twerk her ass right now. A mixture of arousal with embarrassment realizing she wasn't the only one with her eyes on the sexy snake shaking her ass.

A bit behind Ava, out of her vision, were two guys also dancing, but looking at the two girls. One had his eyes on Vanessa, while the other one, surprisingly enough, seemed more interested on Ava. Wanting to make a move, both guys danced their way closer to them until they were basically next to Vanessa. "Nice dance moves girl." One spoke to Vanessa. Both were dogs, the who spoke with her had gray fur.


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Derek found himself getting rather caught up in the kiss. Vespira may have lacked experience when it came to this sort of thing, but after a few moments she seemed to catch on to the concept. His tongue caressed hers lovingly as he held her close, letting her feel the warmth radiating off of him as he continued to demonstrate the human activity to her. After a few slow, intense minutes however his lips parted from hers, and he looked down into her deep red eyes with a look she'd never seen from a human male... arousal. In fact it wasn't just Derek's gaze that would give her that impression, his cock having gotten quite hard during their little make out session.

Still having the awareness to feel somewhat embarrassed for getting such a noticeable erection Derek coughed awkwardly. "Well, anyways. That's how humans kiss. And it can be done in all sorts of places, on the neck, the breasts..." He allowed his voice to trail off, wondering what it might be like to teach her some other aspects of human sexual relationships... unable to help picturing here looking up at him with those deep red eyes, his cock deep in her hungry little mouth...

Derek shook those thoughts off, knowing he was just thinking with his dick in that particular moment. "Do you have any questions? About humans I mean." He clarified, figuring that since he'd asked her a few questions she might want to do the same, and it would hopefully put an end to the awkward moment he currently felt like they were in.

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His dirty kisses were getting her hot and wet all over again, his seed drying on her legs from the last tryst. Her nipples were hard against his hardened chest, her tongue exploring the depths of his mouth, and when he parted from her, the lips that reciprocated so fervently twisted into a displeased pout. "Not about humans, but about you". She took notice of his growing erection and visibly brightened, delighted their make-out session had an effect on him too. "You talk of love and marriage", she started, hands slithering down to grasp his firm member. The texture of his skin was so soft, unlike the leathery feel of a male drider's genitalia. When a drider male entered his woman, the feeling of his skin was amazing against the walls of her flower. But, Vespira decided she liked Derek's soft cock better.

"But why is it you do not have a wife waiting for you back home?" Or did he? A surge of possessiveness seized her at the thought, and she tightened her grip. Derek and his delicious cock were her property now. His dick could only sheath inside her welcoming pussy from now on. A drider woman does not like to openly share her things. Her hand gave him an uncharacteristically gentle pump while the other released its grip to dip into her moist folds. She buried her face in his neck, just under his chin, and let her tongue snake out to lick circles around his pulse.

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Derek let out a sigh of pleasure as Vespira's soft, warm hand wrapped around his thick, eager cock. When her grip tightened she actually managed to draw a groan from him, clearly enjoying the tighter grip. "Ah well... I don't have a wife... I've gone on a few dates in my time, but I've never really had the time... between my work as a blacksmith, tending to my sister... well, I didn't really get much time for myself." He said, letting out another sigh as she started to kiss his neck in her own, seductively unique way. "Honestly, if I wasn't working or with my sister, I was trying to get a few hours of sleep... I didn't really have any other choice, the medicines she was on were expensive, so I had to work quite a bit to keep us from sliding into debt... thankfully that won't be an issue anymore... I have a backlog of inventory I can sell, I can make enough new product over the two days I'm back to keep my sister supported, and of course make something nice for you..."

He was actually starting to feel relieved... he had been working so hard for so long... and now he would have quite a bit of time to relax, to rest... between keeping her satisfied of course, which he certainly didn't consider a chore. Reaching up one of his strong, rough hands massaged her breast, his touch firm but tender. "So if you're worried about me coming back drained by some other woman, you've got nothing to worry about..." He said, raking his fingers through her hair, cock pulsing in her grip. "Mmm... you know, I'm probably going to need a little more than your hand..." He said with a grin, seeming much less reluctant than he had been the first time they were together... apparently talking to her had made him a lot more comfortable with her sexually.

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Good. Attachments to the village, other then his sister, could have been problematic. Vespira had to admit though, his dedication to his sibling was admirable. Perhaps, in time, he could prove just as dedicated to her and her needs. Their arrangement would fair better if he treated her as reverently as he described human relationships. Without all the silly love, of course. "Males have quite the voracious appetite when it comes to females". Steadying her grip, she pumped a steady rhythm, basking in his sounds of pleasure. "You really have no desire to hunt for other women when not under my careful watch?" Now that he was technically a free man, what was to stop him from taking all the village women he wanted to bed?

A hiss escaped her as he palmed her breast. Bolts of pure electric rapture tightened her nipples and sent aftershocks down her middle. Earlier, the drider would have taken his playful command as an insult to her authority, but in the short time they had gotten to know each other, relinquishing a bit of control did not bother her like it should. "Oh Derek, are you sure?" she asked coyly, crawling down to be eye level with his erect cock. She bared her fangs, gazing up at him to show off her pearly whites. "I've been known to bite." Her tongue gave his tip a brief lick, tasting the saltiness of his precum.

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Derek's cock pulsed firmly in her hand, hot and hard, ready for whatever she might decide to do with it. "Well, it has been a while... so I guess I'm more than a little pent up." He admitted, feeling a lot more comfortable with her now that he was sure she didn't intend on eating him. When she mentioned other women he shrugged. "Being as I'm going to be here most days, I'll no doubt be very busy on my days back home... that said, I think you're more than capable of keeping me satisfied..." He said with a grin, getting the feeling that she'd require quite a lot of sex, considering her goal.

Derek was a little surprised as she crawled down to be at eye level with his cock, looking down into her eyes as she made her teasing threat. It didn't seem to have any negative effect on him however, his cock standing as strong and powerful as ever in front of her face. He let out a soft sigh as her tongue caressed him for the first time. She felt his fingers slide through her hair, hand coming to rest on the back of her head. He didn't attempt to control her, instead massaging her scalp affectionately with his fingertips. "Perhaps it really has been too long... as I'm thinking it's probably worth the risk..." He said, clearly greatly aroused by what she was implying. "I am surprised you know about this sort of thing... what with kissing being so foreign... do you enjoy sucking cock, Vespira...?" He asked, voice deep with pent up desire.

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"Drider men have cocks as well, pet", she reminded him, swirling her plump, pink tongue around his tip. Kissing may be alien to their kin, but genital foreplay was a favorite of theirs. The semen of the males and the cum of the females had a very sweet taste, almost like nectar. Suckling each other's delicious dew acted as a mild aphrodisiac, at least for their species. To humans, the effect would be twice as potent. Unbeknownst to Derek and his village, there were many uses for a spider's bodily fluids. They only knew of one and she planned to keep it that way. "I like milking my males dry", she hummed, grabbing his muscular thighs with her slender digits. "The taste is exquisite". She deep-throated his member, feeling its length dive down her throat, brushing the moist walls before pulling it back out.

"You taste... different". Instead of the tooth-achingly saccharine flavor she usually yearned for, his cock tasted of a pungent musk; salty and bitter. It surprised her at first. She naturally assumed human men shared the same taste as drider males. Now she felt silly for thinking something so mundane. She swallowed his thick length a second time, running her tongue along its bottom as she pulled him out. He had a unique spice all his own and it was not too bad. "You are full of surprises, human", she purred, continuing her lewd ministrations. While she blew him, her hand creeped up to fondle his balls.

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Derek couldn't help but grin down at her as she spoke, about to say something in reply... however before he could say a word Vespira had swallowed his entire cock with ease, causing him to let out a surprised groan and his fingers to take a firm hold of her hair, pressing her down to hold her sweet throat in place just a little longer. It only took him a moment to regain control of himself, letting her back up for air as he took a gasping breath of his own. "Wow... sorry about that, I've never... I guess your kind doesn't really have a gag reflex?" He asked, still in a bit of a haze at the rather intense experience.

He watched as her head bobbed on his cock, his eyes looking deep into hers... it was a rather erotic display she was putting on for him, and he just couldn't take his eyes off of her. She could feel his heavy balls pulse in her hand, hot and full, ready to give her more of the seed she desired. All the while she would feel his impressive cock throb against her tongue and between her lips, thick beads of his essence coating her tongue and dripping down her throat, giving her a taste of what was coming. Now, Derek was usually a man of great stamina, but watching the young (at least in appearance) woman eagerly sucking his cock like she was desperate for his seed in her belly, well... he was only human after all. That said, he had enough self control left to at least warn her. "Oh fuck... if you keep that up... I'm definitely not going to last..." He groaned, fingertips massaging her scalp. He didn't want her to stop... but he also didn't want to annoy her by not giving her any warning and just shooting his load down her throat... her comment about biting him might have been a joke, but he didn't want to put that to the test at that particular moment.

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Vespira was too busy feasting on his pulsing member to give him a proper response, but no, she did not have much of a gag reflex. In her youth, male driders were more abundant and she was quite popular, therefore she had plenty of opportunities to train in deepthroating. As for his bold outburst, she did not mind. She relished the thought she was driving him wild with her hot, wet mouth, a skill that she was proud of.

Her fangs brushed the sides of his cock as she pumped, teasing the over-sensitive flesh as well as his paranoia. She would not bite him, off course. What would she do with a paralyzed man in her chambers? Eat him, yes, but her arrangement with Derek was already in full swing. He was her last chance to continue her lineage and save drider-kind from extinction. He was safe from her venom for the time being, but in danger of spewing a load into Vespira's pretty mouth while she danced with his dripping sex with her expert tongue. Finally, she sucked him hard, pulling on his head before releasing him with a loud pop!

"Cum on face, Derek", she encouraged, massaging those balls full of juice ready to explode.

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Derek looked down at her as she practically begged him to shoot his load all over her face. Not one to disappoint a lady, he wasted no time, stroking his cock firmly, still slick with her saliva, right in front of her face. His grip on her hair angled her head backwards, sending a warm tingling through her scalp as he used her hair as a handle. "Oh you want it?... here it comes..." He warned, giving her a chance to close her eyes as he groaned, balls pulsing in her hand as his cock throbbed.

Thick ropes of hot, sticky cum shot out across her face, clinging to her almost like webbing of his own creation. Rope after rope shot across her face, painting her in his seed. Without a word he then pressed the head of his cock back between her lips. "Suck it all out... get every last drop..." He commanded, guiding her to bob her head back and forth, one last thick spurt shooting out across her tongue as he panted for breath. "Tell me... how do you like the taste of human cock?" He asked with a satisfied grin.

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Since when did Vespira have a kink for dominance? Derek should be submitting under her foreplay, not the other way around. The way he feigned authority over her, those filthy commands dripping from his lips, his hand wrapped tightly in her hair, she must be crazy to find it enjoyable. There was no way in hell would she let a larger drider male make demands, even if it were for the sake of their pleasure. He has no idea just how special he is being treated. How cute. Closing her eyes the last minute, she felt his warm juices shower her face like thick, creamy rain. The amount of his load was magnificent, enough to impregnate her empty womb should they continue on the path of sweet debauchery.

Planting each hand on his tight ass, she dug her black claw into the soft flesh, only causing enough pain to make him wince. A small reminder that she was still in charge. Feeling his member slide into her warm mouth, she hummed gratefully at the taste spurting down her throat. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been lying to me", she grinned deviously, finding it hard to believe such kinky man was without a slew of lovers trailing behind him. "It is most pleasing".

She ran her hand along her face, gathering every gob of seed she could to stuff inside her seeping channel. She needed to make use of every drop if she were to succeed in her goal. The leftover residue she licked clean. "It is getting late. you should get some rest". And while he slept, she would continue her work around the lair.

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Derek was a little surprised when her clawed hands gave him such a firm squeeze, but he didn't particularly mind... and neither did she, by the looks of things. Perhaps he was a bit crazy, trying to be dominant in the bedroom with a creature that could easily kill him... but something told him that he wasn't entirely on the wrong track. As she did her best to put his seed to good use, Derek leaned back and watched her curiously.

When she said he should rest he shrugged, a bit curious as to what she'd be up to... she did sleep, right? Well, that was a question he would ask tomorrow, doing his best to get comfortable on her makeshift bed, before finally going to sleep.

The next morning when Derek awoke he felt rather well rested... partially because of the activities he'd taken part in the night before, but also because it was the first time in a long time his sister hadn't awoken him with a coughing fit. He felt a pang of concern for her at that moment, but did his best to shrug it off. The village people were kind, and the neighbors had promised to check in on her from time to time in case she needed anything. For now, Derek decided he'd take a look around the cave now that it was daylight, maybe see if he could find out what his new owner was up to.

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Vespira was nocturnal, as most spiders are. However, her sleep schedule has changed since Derek had entered her life. For now she had no adverse side affects from loosing sleep, but her brain was formulating a designated time for slumber. Perhaps half of the day, evening, and half the night, waking up at midnight? As her new pet fell asleep, she got to work. She wove new webs, hammocks, tunnels, and traps for prey. To make him more comfortable, she swept out leftovers from her meals and their bones, then left the safety of her lair to hunt for him, which she has not done in years. The drideress did not stray too far in case he decided to flee or something wanted to make him their victim. Bears were common around these parts and other unsavory creatures that lurked in the shadows. Derek may be strong for a human, but he was still a small, squishy, tasty morsel.

She was back by morning with a freshly killed deer and a few rabbits. The deer was half-eaten, but it would do. Dropping them off in the center of the cave, she gazed up to make sure her human was still there. She spotted his form swinging gently in the hammock above and picked up on his soft snoring. Good. Her hands were painted red with dry blood and smelled of rotting meat. She needed to clean herself up, so she left and made a visit to the nearby creek. Stopping at its edge, she leaned over and dipped her hands into the water. It was cool and refreshing against her skin. An involuntary hum escaped her lips.

Perhaps a dip couldn't hurt. Sticking a leg in the freezing water, she backed off for just a hot second before mustering the courage to just submerge herself.


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Cherri Bomb loved being in Hell! It was like every single day was Halloween and Mardi Gras mixed together! She could spend every waking moment drinking, smocking, snorting, fucking, and fighting! This might as well have bene heaven for her... without all the other bad stuff that constantly messed with her, like the lack of real sunlight, nasty water, and the yearly purges by heaven among the endless tide of damned souls. But for the most part it was amazing, she didn't even mind fighting for her territory against those wanting to take what she had. Especially not against Sir Edgelord.

If anything those were a bit of a highlight of her month. Any time she got to teach that pompous living noodle a lesson when it came to stepping onto her turf. Their fights were epic, spectacular, and always drew in the news choppers, and Cherri loved the free publicity, especially when she got to put Edgelord in his place and smash a couple of his egg clones into a nice omelet. But despite what everyone might think, or what Cherri herself liked to put out there for the world to see, not everything in her afterlife revolved round violence, drugs, and living it up like a wild punk rock band. There were days where Cherri could be downright bored, refused to get out of bed, or even indulged in the only vice she liked to keep hidden... her love of Jazz at the only club in Hell that really appreciated it.

The Saint's Lament was the oldest Jazz club in the entire pentagram. Some people said it was formed by Robert Johnson after he'd sold his own soul, because his mournful music was enough that it tugged t even the cold heartstrings of the fallen Archangel himself. But no one had ever been insane enough to actually try and find out the truth. But the place turned into a general meeting spot for those that wanted to forget all of their troubles and listen to music that let them be honest with themselves. It was easy enough to find if you know where to look, and spotted the little markings of musical notes here and there that acted as a breadcrumb trail to it. Then at a certain point, all you had to do was follow the music, like a mouse to the pied piper.

The club practically vibrated with the sweet tones of some of mankind's most famous Jazz musicians, as they perfected their craft and played songs without fear or worry of old age ruining their fingers. Demons of all sorts were there, hidden in the darkness of the club's dimmed lights, while the stage lights provided a contrast for whoever was playing that night. Drinks were passed around, cigar smoke was thick enough in the air it might as well have needed its own weather report, and Cherri Bomb was seated by the bar, head bobbing in tune with the notes being played by a saxophone, as she idly swirled a drink in front of her. It was honestly pretty nasty, but it gave her a good buzz, and it was actually named Cherri Bomb no less. It was a good thing it wasn't named after her specifically, or she might have complained to the bartender to come up with something that didn't taste like piss and energy drinks mixed together. But at least the cherries were nice.

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Sir Pentiouso much like Cherri did much enjoy life in hell... if to a different degree than her. Sure he loved his drink, drugs and carnal pleasures as much as the next sinner, but to him many damned souls in this day and age had discarded appropriate theatrics in favor of reeking wanton violent chaos for "shits and giggles" as he said some so eloquently state when he thought to ask them why they had bothered entering the cutthroat world of Hell's criminal underground amongst which he himself was but a player. No one represented all he despised in the sinner of today than Miss Cherri Bomb, a literally short fused anarchist who reveled in explosives of all kinds as he had learned throughout their now long standing feud with one another. It wasn't that he hated her personality or even her appearance, they had died in two different ears after all. No, his hatred of her stemmed from her seeming utter lack of ambition when it came to her criminal antics. She could defend her territory effectively sure but when it came to Miss Bomb that seemed the end of her designs upon the whole of the pentagram, well that was aside from her utterly shameless attention whoring which appeared to fuel her to try and achieve greater and grander explosions with her destructive craft. What a true shame, if only she had enough intellect to aim higher than her current lot in life... then she might actually be anything more than a constant thorn in his side.

He had a regular at The Saint's Lament since shortly after his arrival in hell, after all Jazz was one of a select few "new" genres of music he found he liked unlike the obnoxious and comparatively low-effort drivel younger souls were obsessed with nowadays. Anyone could scream into a microphone and poorly strum a guitar, to be a true musician to this snake you needed to know how to turn those and other elements into a virtual work of lyrical art that painted a vivid mental picture. The Lament was actually one of the few places he actually let his guard down in truth, though that primarily due to the fact that none who patronized the place dared start anything lest they wanted to have more than a few pissed off demons wanting to rip them to shreds for disturbing the peace... a peace that he nearly broke himself when his serpentine eyes fell upon a certain someone sitting at the bar.

"I thought a place like this would be too old fashioned and calm for the likes of you. Then again I guess I should consider myself lucky that you let your guard down as much as you have, wouldn't want to have to make this messier than it has to be.~" He softly hissed into her ear with the pale anarchist suddenly able to feel strong serpentine coils wrap around her midriffs, her wrists pinned to her sides as she could feel a pair of fangs glance her earlobe from behind her back along with his warm breath. "If you tell me why the fuck you're here of all places I might just spare your life... or not, I haven't decided yet. After all you have killed so many of my precious egg boys and now they want your pretty little head impaled on a pike. Anyway, answer the question... or risk inciting the ire of the proprietors here by resorting to violence in attempting to stop me from squeezing the life out of you. You though get to choose how the rest of the evening goes, but do choose quickly now before I do so for you.~" He put bluntly, his tone coming off as more tired rather possessing it's usual fiery panache.

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Cherri's teeth were grinding together so hard that she was more worried that she would break them, than she actually was about being squeezed to death by her nemesis. Sure it wasn't comfortable, but she'd been in this position many times, and even now was getting ready to try and lunge forward to bite at the snakeboy's nose. But with him behind her, that was going to be a difficult prospect. If she could have reached her bombs she might have a better chance, but her hands couldn't get close enough to her pockets to even touch them, let alone actually grab one.

There was only one easy way out of this, the oldest trick in the book for any person who had a long standing nemesis. Cherri had to try and get Pentiouso to start monologuing.

"What? I've got way more reason to be here than you do, old man. I actually grew up listening to some of this. I had the greats playing for me whenever I made my bombs back in life. You probably didn't even know what a trumpet was when you first heard about this place. When was that? Oh yeah, back in the Mesozoic Era. So stop pretending like you actually know what the Blues or Jazz are. You probably got your sad little unboiled eggs to follow me here."

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Even her small amount of squirming gave him all the information he needed. She was trying to stall for time, trying to make him get carried away from somehow and make a mistake that could get her out of her currently perilous situation... and she still hadn't answered his rather simple question. Her attempts to insult him only got a sigh out of the serpentine inventor who slowly tightened his coils around the alluring pyromaniac. "Well now, you must be awfully scared at the moment if you're forgetting I've likely been listening to Jazz for decades even before you were born. Also you, listen to Jazz while bomb making? Somehow I find that hard to believe since I know how delicate a process that usually is. No... you're just trying to wind me up in the hopes I'll blow a gasket and give you an opportunity to turn the tables. Sadly I'll be refusing to walk into your little trap you arrogant little bitch, not when I have you right where I want you." He simply said, grazing one of her ears and then her neck with a blunt edge of one of his razor sharp fangs so she knew he could poison her at the drop of a hat if he wanted.

"I must admit though I actually find myself approving of your attire this evening, a shame you choose to strut about like a cheap two dollar hooker most days. Though I guess that really isn't any of my business, if anything it just makes it all the more painfully obvious how much of an utterly shameless attention whore you are deep down." He said, clucking his tongue as his coils were now close to crushing Cherri's hands and arms from the pressure. "You young souls these days always want instant gratification for even the most trivial acts, honestly makes me glad I didn't live long enough to see the world go that far downhill. How about this: Tell me why you seem to never look to expand your domain here in the pentagram and I won't snap your arms like twigs. If you keep a civil tone maybe I'll even buy you a proper drink seeing as your current one which smells like utter diabetes and which given how little you've drank of it means you hate it and are only nursing it to be polite to the bartender." He put blunt, sounding almost bored of all things and his coils stayed at their current tightness without squeezing Cherri any harder... at least for the moment.

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Cherri sneered a bit towards Pentiouso. If he had balls (that she could easily reach), she would kick them until they popped! But she had no idea where to actually kick, and could barely move. If he'd just get a little closer, she'd bite that stupid tongue of his! The only reasons he wasn't screaming her head off and ruining the vibe of the club, was because she didn't' want to risk ruining her street cred. Though the lack of a rush for Pentiouso to crush her was also interesting.

"Easy there, big guy. You keep offering me drinks and everyone is going to think you're simping for a taste of my cherry." She laughed a little at his expense, though only really showed how much society and civil behavior had fallen. To think that buying a lady a real drink was now frowned upon or laughed at? For shame! Were there no real men left in the mortal world? What kind of standard did Cherri judge her men by?  She answered none of his questions though, until the silence between the two of them made her uncomfortable enough to offer a half answer. "Why would I expand when I've got everything I want?"

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Her further attempts to provoke her serpentine nemesis only made him roll his eyes, honestly she could be quite the annoying little twit at times with how much she loved to run her mouth. "As if I would want a taste of something that is all too likely riddled with who knows how many venereal diseases. No no, I was simply using a carrot and stick approach with you little girl since it appears the only way to make you listen to what anyone has to say." He put bluntly, nursing a martini as he waited for her to stop resisting and finally tell him what he wanted to know.

"Oh is that all there is to it? You're simply content to not chance fate by trying to expand your little piece of hell further? Well now, can't say I exactly fault you for wanting such a thing since maintaining one's territory isn't exactly easy. Now then... what would your particular poison be my dear? Let it never be said that Sir Pentiouso doesn't always honor any deal he makes, even it is with someone as bothersome as yourself." He remarked with a small amount of surprise in his tone, though quickly shrugging as he accepted what was a very reasonable answer.

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Cherri gave Pentiouso a legitimate sneer at his insinuation to her being sick. She was clean and she as fucking proud to be clean! Of course the pompous prick assumed she was a slut, as if anyone could maintain any level of chastity in Hell.

Cherri was old enough to have been around to hear what the old Dial-up sound for the internet was like. So it shouldn't have been a surprise to know that her mind sounded exactly like that as she tried to think of what Sir Pentiouso had just told her. How much of this was a ruse and how much was real? She couldn't really tell, especially with how serious Pentiouso was being.

With a huff of air through her teeth, Cherri looked over to the bar, staring out at the selection from the corner of her eye. After taking a moment to blink and think, she finally opted for an old classic. "Just give me a White Russian." She shuffled slightly in between the coils of Pentiouso tail. "So you going to let me at least get a hand free? Or are you going to have to feed me my own drink?"

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Her reaction to his comment on her health made him arch an eyebrow. "What? We both know sex and drugs is commonplace in hell, so excuse me for thinking you aren't exactly a virgin and therefore possibly the carrier of an STD little miss. If you'd like to correct this assumption then do be my guest and speak up." He said with another roll of the eyes, letting her have control of her upper body back as she told him what drink she wanted. "As long as you don't try to blow me up or otherwise do me harm I'm happy to de-escalate things my dear, you might be chomping at the bit as usual but I on the other hand looked to not think of violence and wanton destruction this evening. Again if I'm reading you wrong do not hesitate to correct me, I am only able to deduce your patterns of behavior from past experience after all." He continued, Cherri only now seeing her serpentine rival give any attention to how she was dressed this evening with his gaze lingering perhaps just long enough to give away a subtle level of interest.

"It's funny you know, having you not trying to throttle me at the moment is actually fairly nice if I may say so... just the two of us talking. That reminds me: How fairs your friend... Angel Dust I think the name was? I understand they were looking into bettering themselves last thing I heard?" He asked suddenly, obviously feeling more than a little awkward making idle conversation with someone who he usually was trying to kill and vice versa.

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Cherri couldn't move very much, because if she did she'd have been giving Pentiouso two big middle fingers, and telling him where to shove them. but as it was she could only really turn her head and look around a bit, as his tail held her in place, and kept her from struggling too much... while also squeezing down on her stomach and back. It was all unintentional from Pentiouso. If he wanted to he could actually hurt her, but the way he was holding on to her really accentuated her hips, and her bust. Like the corsets that proper ladies of his time wore. To think they actually went out of fashion, what was wrong with modern people?

Of course none of that really took away from Cherri's looks. Even in hell she could catch a man's eye... and more. she smirked slightly as she caught his eyes on her and looked away, pretending to admire the collection of drinks. The music was switching up now as someone new went on stage, and she found her foot moving in tune with the new beat. Cherri's lip twitched slightly at the mention of her BFF, and she breathed calmly through her nose to try and not see if she could dig her heel into his coils.

"Yeah, he's going clean lately. Or at least as clean as any of us down here can get." She could have brought up how Pentiouso had been handed his own ass by that weird Radio Demon who now frequented the place, but instead chose a different route. "Hey, if you let me get one arm free for my drink. I promise not to mess with you. Swear on my friend Angie's big fluffy boobs." She snickered abit, before calming down. "I do mean it though. Truce."

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Her simple answer made him simply nod, "Well from what I've heard trying to go clean is actually progress where that one is concerned. Not easy to turn one's back on one's family and walk your own path as I would know. But I'm getting sentimental and would hate to bore you. I must say drinking with a beautiful woman isn't an experience I've had in... well ages to be honest. Don't feel you can't liven up the conversation if you feel the need to, I would hate for you find reason to grow bored and look to end the evening early." He teased, seemingly strangely casual all of a sudden unlike his usual demeanor towards her.

"Well since you're being such a good little hellion for me I don't see why not. Just remember I can easily crush your spine if you do try to "mess with me" as you put it." He said in a playful tone, the tip of his tail reaching up to tickle her chin as he let out a little chuckle and loosened his coils so she could have use of her arms back.

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Her mouth twitched at the little complement about her beauty, but otherwise Cherri remained mostly emotionless. But her mouth did twitch again when he complemented her for her behaviour... it was odd. She kind of liked it, even if he was still just an overdressed living noodle.

Slipping her arm out, she did as she'd aid she would, only getting one arm out as the other one remained at her side. Reaching her free hand out she rested it on the bar table, waiting for the barkeep to give her her order. But the man had several other patrons to attend to, forcing Cherri to fill the silence. "You're not so bad yourself, snakeman. Its hard finding honorable men here."

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"It's hard finding honorable men who look to maintain their honor you mean my dear Cherri, which is indeed sadly so true. It appears the radio demon and I are of a rare breed here in the pentagram. But anyway, to this truce whoever long it may last." Pentiouso quipped, raising his glass to clink with her own in a toast to their agreed upon ceasefire.

"I must say, it is good to see some taste as remained amongst the sinners of the modern day if Jazz is still popular. Too much attention is being given to low effort forms of media in my mind. When did putting in the work to achieve fame go the way of the dinosaurs I ask you?" He teased, playfully elbowing her.

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Cherri held her glass with a careful grip, half tempted to stick a pinky out for the sake of it, but instead just downing half the glass in one long take. She let out a sigh of pleasure and licked her lips, smuding her lipstick slightly, but she only really cared about getting every last drop of her drink into her body. That... and keeping the truce going with Pentiouso.

"Heh, no complaints there, old man. Half of the shit they make up there now feels like it was written by a committee that had to choose which checklist to copy all their notes from."  She stirred the remnants of her drink in her glass by simply shaking it in circular motions.

"The best music has some real effort put into it. Especially some soul, something you can't do when you already sold your soul to the record companies." She took another sip of her drink, casting a gaze at Pentiouso. "So... you come here often?"

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"All too true I'm afraid, too many undervalue their soul nowadays. But that's what you get in a world where Capitalism reigns supreme over all facets of life." He simply quipped to add to what she said, arching an eyebrow when she seemed lost in deep contemplation.

"I'm not boring you are am I? As I said if you don't like the topic of conversation then be my guest in changing it." He said to the air mostly, Cherri able to see that while she might have relaxed her serpentine rival appeared to be "wound tighter than a spring" to put it lightly.

Her question seemed to confuse him to an extent. "Often enough I suppose, odd we haven't run into each other here previously when you think about it. But I digress, if I may be frank I'm actually surprised you can be this... calm might be the word. It always seemed like you need keep in constant motion or you might just kill over, that or explode either figuratively or literally based on what I know of your abilities. I mean no offense of course, if anything it puts me at some level of ease since I don't have to worry quite as much about you lunging and trying to strangle me." He remarked awkwardly, Cherri suddenly able to tell his coils had completely left her person which meant she now had full use of her body... and her bombs if she wished to use them.

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Cherri looked at Pentiouso a moment, and let out a short breath, before smiling. "No, you're not boring me, old timer. This is just how I am when I'm not riding high on being a one woman wrecking crew." She took another sip of her drink and let it refresh her throat before she started speaking. "I know I look like I'm constantly running on a high, especially when I really get going in a fight or raising hell..." She stopped for a moment and her smile became more twisted and familiar to Pentiouso, it was the smile he'd seen many times in person or on a TV screen as she unleashed destruction around her. But that smile soon calmed back down as the fire within her went to a calmer place instead of the roaring inferno she put out for the world to see.

"But this is just as much me as when I'm rocking out with my bombs out." She altered her posture a bit, almost seeming to forget about Pentiouso's coils as he smoothly removed them from her body. She leaned against the counter with one arm, and moved her feet beneath her to get the circulation going again. She felt comfortable enough to just keep talking... even with her nemesis.

"I guess... I guess that's why I like coming here. It helps me relax and center myself. Getting to snort blow everyday, have wild parties, blow things up... it's all fun and exciting, but even that rush gets to feel more like work than fun." She circled her index finger around the rim of her glass, moving it slowly and softly, as if she were trying to get the glass to sing the way some people did. Cherri almost contemplated comparing her experience in hell with that one Twilight Zone episode, of the gangster stuck in Hell, getting everything he ever wanted handed to him on a silver platter... but none of it was satisfying. It was like being full of food but not enjoying the food... there was no emotional satisfaction.

"It just feels good sometimes..." She stopped herself then and brought the glass up, finishing the entire thing in one long gulp, before she put it down on the counter and made the gesture for the bartender to give her a refill. "So what about you, old man? Never thought I'd see you without at least one of your egg boys here. What happened? The store run out? Or did the supermarket stop letting you buy them in bulk?"


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The bed was creaking under their assault. Andurain's thrusts became harder and deeper and he dropped down, releasing her legs and placing himself atop her, kissing her neck and chest as he pounded himself into her sopping wet sex. Lewd noises and the scent of sex filled the air as the headboard banged against the wall of the room. He felt the surge rising in his balls as they continued to couple in wild abandon.

He wasn't interested in holding out or prolonging the moment, he was ready to cum again, and to fill his pet with his essence. He kissed her lips fiercely and she felt the moans reverberate through her lips as he began to release, his body filling with spasms as he erupted inside of her. Thick, warm torrents of his cum filled her as his body emptied inside of her. Several deep, hard thrusts finished his climax, the last bit of his release done, he slowed to catch his breath, spent for now. He was still kissing her as his climax subsided.

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Riliana wrapped her ankles around Andurain's neck as his hands released her calves. She was bent almost double, her knees spread wide to the side in a display of sensual dexterity that fully offered her sex to him. She wrapped her arms around him in a surprisingly powerful embrace, pulling him down further into her; soft breasts, toned thighs, slender but feminine breasts and an achingly tight and wet channel that was all his. The heavy weight of his orbs in their sack slapped maddeningly against her taunt buttocks offering her a virile reward.

Her people were loud, boisterous and unrestrained and Riliana was a true daughter of her race. As her passion rose and her new master and lover pounded her with his manhood and kissed her without restraint she responded in kind. The room filled with high pitched, almost girlish squeals and cries of joy, pleading cries for more and harder and deeper along with formless moans. Her body writhed beneath him, pushing back with unnatural strength for one so slight and slender. Each thrust was met with a counterthrust and a call of joy and with each withdrawal her hips followed him up, prolonging his presence deep inside of her while her sex instinctively clutched at him with muscles of which she was not aware. So wild was her response to his hard and passionate love making that she would have thrown him off if not for their tight embrace.

Riliana kissed him desperately as she felt his orgasm rise through their bond. "Master, master! Oh joy! Oh joy! Praise the gods fill me with your seed!" she cried in a high pitched wail. Her body tightened against him as her own orgasm was released as the first hot flow of semen sprayed against the tightly guarded entrance to her womb. Riliana shifted her legs and wrapped her thighs around his hips while crossing her ankles behind his buttocks. She pulled him in with convulsive strength even as a wordless cry filled the room and a glow surrounded her. The heavy flood of his seed further unleashed the magic of their bond as the sympathetic magic bound in a fertile union fully claimed her. Now not only was she his in heart and soul but her body, the source of her womanhood and energy merged with him in the perfect servant and lover. She felt her body shift inside, growing, maturing and preparing for his will.

"Master, master, master..." she panted, her voice growing a little less girlish and more womanly as he finally slowed and relaxed atop her. Riliana kept her arms and legs locked around him, holding him against her and inside of her as she nuzzled and kissed his neck. "Oh master that was worth a lifetime being claimed by you. I am yours now, totally body and soul to do with as you will. I will fight and die for you, love and serve you in every way a woman might."

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Andurain shuddered a few more times, spent but quite exhausted and happy at the moment. "My pet, you are mine, in all things" he said, through a haze of pleasure. He began to soften and slid out of her, and rolled to his back next to her, and pulled her to his side. "Gods your body is amazing, and your lips, you are indeed the one for me Riliana, it's no wonder you answered the call when I made my summons. We are meant to be together" he said to her.

He lazily stroked her arm. "We shall have to go clothes shipping tomorrow for you, and get you acclimated to life here on Avistan, I'm sure it's far cry from where you are from. There are so many things to show you, and for you to experience here" he added. "This is the first step in a much larger journey, my dear" he said, kissing her.

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Riliana thrilled at not just his words but their tone of satisfaction and possessiveness. She could feel his pleasure and contentment through their bond and knew that she'd pleased him with not just her performance but with her beauty and devotion. "Ohhh..." she groaned and pouted as he softened inside her and then pulled out. She rolled with him as he laid back in bed, ending up snuggled up under his arm, her perky breast pressed into his side and her head resting on his chest. "You have completed me as a woman like no other man could do. I bless the day that you called me to your side master."

She returned his kiss, interested in learning more about this world and certainly about shopping for clothing. Still, there were other things she wished to experience... "I want to learn every aspect of Avistan and your life and goals here master. It doesn't matter where we are or where I was before as long as I am by your side." She snuggled into him as her hand crept down his stomach and began to play with his soft, wet cock.

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"There's a lot to take in. Why don't you tell me about your people and where you are from, any customs that I should be aware of or that you especially wish to have followed or recognized" Andurain asked her as they lay together in the bed, luxuriating after their passionate coupling. His hands idly caressing her skin. "What sort of clothes do you like to wear, how and when did you learn to fight with such an amazing weapon" he said, motioning to the katana. That was a weapon mainly only used by the peoples of Tien and the Dragon Empires, not seen in these parts at all, or extremely rarely if ever. "I must admit, that is a very striking choice of blades. It's not commonly seen here in this part of the world, it lends an exotic air to you" he added.

"We're in a nation called Varisia here. Spicy food is the norm, I suppose we'll have to discover what suits you."

"My goals are pretty simple. To use the gifts that I have to bring goodness and light to people and parts of the world that need help. A simple goal really, but one that can have far ranging consequences and results" he said, shrugging. "So many people are focused on getting something for having skills and abilities, not me" he said. "I wish to travel in the process of course" he said, as she began to fondle his soft cock. "And to experience as much pleasure as possible" he added, closing his eyes.

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Riliana continued to fondle his cock. Her fingers idly toyed with the soft cylinder of manly flesh, flipping it back and forth and rolling it teasingly. "Mmmm... pleasure... yes master." She took a deep breath and focused on his question. He'd claimed her now and she was irrevocably his. Now was the time to learn more about him and teach him about her. And of course to fuck and fuck and fuck... "My people... we are wild and passionate beings who live in what you would call the outer planes. We hate evil with every fiber of our beings although there are those that say we are too individualistic or chaotic to be truly effective in our battles. Still we fight, we hunt and stand guard with all of the good peoples of all the planes. We also sign, dance, feast and love." At this last she leaned up and kissed Andurain. "There are races of my people and I am one of what is known as a Bralani. We look much like your race, elves and many of my people were born of unions with elves. We love games and contests and spicy wines and food. If the food here is spicy then all the better."

She glanced over at the katana as she wrapped one leg over his, pressing her wet mound against his thigh. Rilani began a very slow grind against him. "I wear silks and silver and jewelry with pale gems like lightning and the sky. All that we wear is light and airy and many Archons consider us to be shamelessly exposed even when dressed. Our armor is light with fine chain mail and breast plates." She smiled at him at the mention of her weapon. "This is a common weapon for us. It is finely tuned to fighting as individuals and allows us to fight one or two handed with equal ease. I'm pleased that you think it is exotic and special. I also am skilled with a long bow."

"Varisa... that sounds like a good place. If there is evil to be fought and I can be by your side then I ask nothing more from the gods." Her rubbing grew more insistent as her breathing increased. "Master, your goals are my goals. Even had I not been so gloriously bond to you I would fight with you. I want to see and experience and love while we spread good throughout this world."

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"So free and full of life. Your people sound like they live every day to the fullest, with the most joy that they can manifest, to get the most out of life" Andurain said to her after listening to her speak. He could hear in her voice how fond she was of her brothers and sisters, and was proud of her heritage and their culture. "Spicy food, indeed. Varisian culture is known for the variety of spices that they use in their cooking, and they like to dance and spin tales beyond your wildest imaginations. I bet you will love it here. It seems well suited for you" he said, as she continued to touch him.

"I will be intrigued to see you use that blade. It suits you" was all he said. It was exotic like her. He began to kiss her, then he moved her leg, and began to shift so that he could kiss her chest and began to trail kisses down her stomach. He spread her legs, and soon was looking up at her from between her legs. He began to slowly lick her wet slit, and then, he began to kiss and suckle her clit, his tongue lapping across it. He looked up to gauge her reaction. "Mmm, you taste good" he said to her, between licks and nuzzles of her sex.

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"I hope some day that we can visit my people. You would love them and they you I am sure." She squeezed his cock gently. "This place does seem wonderful and I have to thank you for bringing me here to experience with you. I hope to show you my skill with the blade after I've explored yours."

Riliana shifted up a bit on her elbow to press up into his kisses. As he moved down her long, slender neck and down to her small but perky and shapely breasts she was forced to release his cock as he moved between her legs. Riliana eagerly opened her thighs and raised her knees, bringing her sex up and spreading her delicate, virginal lips. Her furrow was slender but shapely and her arousal and the recent sex had flushed her mons and wet folds such that they stood out well against her pale skin. His lips found a small but rock hard clit hidden discretely beneath a girlish hood with just a little pink tip exposed to his attentions.

"Oh! Oh! Master, master!!!!" She cried out in utter joy as his lips found her clit. She gripped his ears with dreadful strength and then immediately relaxed and began to run her fingers through his hair. Her stomach muscles were trembling and she began to unconsciously rotate her hips up and into his tongue in time with his wickedly pleasurable strokes. "Don't stop or I will burst master, don't stop!"

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Andurain was lapping at her feverishly, feeling and seeing her body's response to his attentions. Her hips were moving and he felt her wild hands moving around his head, settling down after she initially was in a frenzy, gripping and pulling at his hair. Her body moved as his tongue slid across her sex, trying to get more of him to touch her, and her nectar flowed freely. He moved his hands up from her legs to her pert breasts and began to tease her erect nipples as she moaned and cried out for more. She felt him suckle and nip at her bud a few times before going back to licking at it. He pulled her down the bed, closer to him, and buried his face between her legs.

He was not going to stop until she exploded. "That's right Riliana, that's the idea, let go, burst forth." he encouraged her between assaults on her clit with his tongue.

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Riliana couldn't have expected her master to spend his time bringing her to a peak; it should have been her licking and sucking him! Her sex was girlish, her little button shy and hidden even when so deeply aroused but the deep flush around her mound and labia spoke of the intensity of her arousal. Up and up she felt her desire mount until her cries lost any coherency and became a steady wail of pleasure. Further she flew on the wings of his tongue, his lips and the final wildness of his fingers on her bullet hard nipples.

"Maasssstterrrrrr!" she finally wailed as her body tightened and grew rigid like a board as Riliana thrust her hips up into his face. "Ahhhhhhhh....!!!!!" Sparks and a swirl of warm air and electricity flashed around them as her orgasm crashed with the power of her link to realities other than this one.

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Andurain looked up from between her legs when she finally crested and began to come down. He smiled, he knew that she had enjoyed herself, she was quite vocal and active, and had loved seeing and hearing her reaction to his attentions. Now she was simmering down, her breathing returning to normal as her body enjoyed the after effects of the climax. She was stunning, and a sight to behold in the afterglow.

"You're beautiful Riliana. Simply beautiful. Your cries of passion are music to my ears" he said, finally sliding up to lay beside her. He leaned in to kiss her deeply, hands still roaming all across her body, exploring as their tongues danced together.

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Riliana was a strong, experienced warrior but she was panting and her body was limp and exhausted like no battle she'd been in before. She prayed again to the gods to thank them for not just saving her life but bringing her here to serve such a wonderful master. Oddly she didn't feel any resentment or discomfort with being bound to him for the link between them didn't seem like a chain but rather a silken cord that tied her to him in the most delightful of ways. She bubbled with love for him and her joy flowed through their link and was obvious in the sparkle of her eyes as she looked at him.

She snuggled into his embrace as he moved up her body with a deep sigh of contentment. "Master, you have made me happier than I could ever have imagined in my life. I will sing for joy in the bed as well as the battlefield that I am united to you in unbreakable bonds." Riliana shifted under him, pulling him half over her so that her shapely little breasts pressed up into his chest. She wrapped her arms around him, one holding his torso while she kneaded his butt with the other. Her kisses were passionate and playful and she nipped at him and laughed, pulled his head down to her and mashed her lips against his.

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Andurain smiled as she pulled him partially atop her, and they kissed again, a deep, passionate kiss. After a bit more kissing, they broke the kiss and he stroked her hair gently, and looked at her, smiling.

"What say you to some dinner? I don't know about you, but I might need some fuel for my stamina needs" and he winked at her playfully. "I may need to keep up my energy for the upcoming days."

[Assistant] Riliana rubbed her calf and foot along Andurain's thigh and butt. The slender woman was quite dexterous as she'd proven during their love making. "Mmmmm..." she purred as her fingers stroked his chest and bicep. "I wouldn't want you to feel fatigued and unable to perform adequately." The grind of her pelvis left her meaning quite clear. She stirred a bit and leaned up on one elbow. "Dinner would be perfect Master. Do you want to take it in here?" She wiggled. "Otherwise I might attract a bit of attention in the nude..."

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"I don't want to be fatigued either, although I will warn you, I find sleep to be a great luxury" Andurain said, sitting up.

"I have some clothes you can wear at least down to one of the dress shops" he mentioned. "Shoes too, so we should at least be able to get you to a place where you can find suitable clothing, and then pick out something for yourself. Dinner out sounds lovely" he said, starting to get ready, moving to the wash basin to wash up, then to dry off and find her a robe and some soft boots to wear out.

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The beautiful girl groaned as he pulled up and away from her. She sat up and watched him move about enjoying his masculine form. When he brought a soft, furred robe for her she rose and stretched, her body pale but still flushed with passion and her nipples hard, dark pink bullets of desire. She followed him to the wash basin and cleaned herself as well without any sense of reluctance or shame.

Riliana turned and slipped into the robe and pulled it around her, stepping into the oversized boots as well. "Let us make our second adventure together Master."


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Now dressed, they headed downstairs and out into Magnimar. It was a huge city, full of life, and Riliana would see folks from all walks of life and all creeds filling the streets. The smells, the atmosphere, it was all big and loud. Buildings were all around, and the smell of the ocean was on the breeze. Seagulls could be heard overhead, competing with crows for airspace and crumbs that fell to the streets below.

A few blocks of walking, and they were in a dress shop, that had various styles available. "Take a look, browse, see if there are any that catch your eye, that you want to try on. I'll be glad to assist you in determining what looks good on you, or getting a reaction from regarding what you pick."

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Riliana walked along with her master with a happy bounce in her step. Her hand naturally found his and from her adoring and possessive looks it was apparent that she was deeply in love with him. Her eyes constantly swiveled about her as she took in every aspect of the city. She'd seen other places, nations and even planes of existence but there was a healthy vitality to the place in the breeze borne by the sea that thrilled her to the soul. She started to softly sing under her breath in some strange language but that sounded happy and joyous.

When they reached the dress store she clapped and gave a pleased laugh. "Oh master, this place is wonderful.. I am so fortunate to be allowed to dress myself to please you." Riliana walked through the store, her fingers trailing across the dresses. Now and then she stopped and looked at something before smiling. "Master, before I pick are there any things that you desire in what I wear?"

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Andurain was quite sure that it was different than where she was from, but he was pleased to see that she was enjoying it. The sea breeze had sort of an effect on those who had never experienced it before, the salty wind blowing through the city for some was a call by the sea for them to join them, while for others it reminded them of beaches and places far away. Street vendors, colorful shop fronts and myriad of different people all greeted their senses as they walked through the city. Magnimar was more cosmopolitan than Korvosa or Riddleport, and it showed. The city was an important port, which called people from all over Avistan to visit her shores.

The shop they were in had a variety of styles and colors, and he took a look around.

"Well, something that covers you, but allows for movement when you need to wield your blade, and something easy for me to remove or have access when I desire you" he said to her. "We can test that out in the dressing room if you find something you like. I like the pastels and the simple sundresses. I think that would work for you, and perhaps some sandals" he added.

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Cities were cities and Riliana had seen some of the largest and most cosmopolitan of the multiverse in her travels. Even so she was not bored or jaded by the shuffling mass of humanity and commerce; new experiences were a delight for her kind and this was exhilarating. Even more she was excited to be with her handsome master and to be able to pick out clothing to please him. "Oh, I like bright colors and light dresses as well. Unless it becomes very cold I don't need heavy clothing."

She whirled through the shop seeming to pick things out at random. "Come on Master, I want to see what you like and give you a show!" She grabbed his hands and dragged him into the back of the shop out of public view. A older woman and younger man in his late teens, perhaps the owner and a son or servant were standing near another door watching.

Unphased by the audience Riliana discarded her clothing and stood nude. She quickly slipped into a plain white dress that draped over her slender form almost like a night gown. "Do you like this one master? I have a couple of others as well."

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Andurain was glad to see that she was not against the idea of wearing clothes, and was quite exuberant about shopping actually. While he wouldn't mind her going without clothing, being in civilization dictated that they have some scruples and follow the customs. So she moved through the shop, looking at things and taking a few in her hand to try on that she liked. She was a bolt of energy, moving to and fro among the clothing offered, looking, judging and finally making some selections.

She'd moved to the back of the shop with him, and put on the white one, and he had to agree, it was nice. "Very nice, it accentuates your figure, and looks good on you" he said to her. "Plus I can lift it up for easy access" he added, grinning.

[Assistant] Riliana laughed at his pleasure, glad he liked her first choice. "Oh, very easy!" she winked and then turned to bend over, the dress pulling up and flashing her bottom and the wet crease of her sex. Turning quickly before he could react she shrugged off the dress and quickly tried on two more. "And these master?"

[User] Andurain grinned. "You seen to have taken and run with my likes and ideas. Both are splendid, and the splash of color is very nice. I like them all. Anything of that nature is perfect as far as I am concerned. They enhance your natural beauty, and are not restrictive. Any of those choices, or all of them, or any others you want to look at that are similar, I find quite pleasing" he said to her, grinning from ear to ear.

[Assistant] She laughed in pure happiness, her face a mirror of the bright and cheerful colors of her dresses. "I'm glad you loved them. They spoke to my soul, to the joy that I feel with you here Master." She scooped up both dresses, leaving the yellow one on for now. "I'll take all three so that I can tease and please you properly." Riliana looked around and found a couple of other dresses in similar fashion as well as a scanty bathing suit. "These as well..."

[User] "Bathing suit? Hmm, I figured any swimming we did would likely require none but now that I've seen it, I believe it will not stay on long" Andurain said, laughing out loud. Once she had her purchases and actually put one of them on to wear through their day, it was off to examine a few other shops, a few places that sold lotions and soaps, and then a spice and tea shop. Finally, they stopped to get lunch at an inn, and by this time he was starving, and there was ample time to rest and enjoy a hearty, filling meal. "I think" he said while they ate, "that we will be meeting with the local constabulary on the morrow. There are a few things that they need looking into, and I think at this point, we are ready to assist the locals with some of their issues. We should make a pretty good team for that sort of thing. It's why we are here, and our grand adventures will start here, and hopefully take us elsewhere."

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Riliana laughed and reached over and gave her master's bottom a quick squeeze. "I wear the clothing and the bathing suit because they are fun for you to remove from my body master." She laughed and pinched him again. "You make my insides churn with want Master. Back when I was trying on the dresses all I really wanted was for you to rip them off and make love to me." Her eyes were shining with mischief and desire as she spoke and the hardness of her nipples spoke of her need.

She followed him along through the shops, clinging possessively to his arm and looking about with curiosity. She enjoyed the various shops and with the same mischievous smile bought some scents and oils as well as toiletries. When they reached the inn Riliana looked curiously at the menu and ordered what he did. "I've never ate anything on your plane. I'm going to be cautious for now." She ate carefully, enjoying the spicier food and nodded as he spoke. "Will the locals cooperate with us? We will be an amazing team master. I just hope that here is no jealousy."

[User] "Well I believe so. Adventurers often get the call to investigate things when the local solution isn't working, or there aren't enough eyes to put on solving a problem" Andurain explained to her as they sat and ate. "We will be seeking compensation of course, but for the most part, when answering the call to help, you are acting in an official capacity of some note, whether minor or not" he added. "Magnimar is a big city, and it also has some dependencies and villages nearby and from what I have come to understand with the local rumor mill, there aren't enough people to assist the local constabulary with solving some of their problems. That is where people like you and I come in" he said, leaning back in his seat. "We offer our services to help in the dangerous times, and if we do a good job, we garner a reward and increased trust by the local authorities, which can help us later on down the road as we progress."

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Riliana had finished her meal as Andurain spoke and immediately her mind wandered. She'd enjoyed the meal and the spicy sauces and a wicked thought came to mind. She ran her finger over his plate and came away with a glob of reddish sauce. Riliana made a show of licking up her finger and then plopping it into her mouth and sucking on it before pulling the finger back out with a 'plop'. She worked this teasing sequence as he spoke almost daring him to take action or to break his concentration...

"So.. we are deputized in a way to act as extensions of the local authorities, right?" She licked her fingers one by one... "So have you worked much before around here?"

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Andurain watched, and decided to slide over to sit directly next to her after that little display, and now their bodies were touching as they sat next to each other, one of his hands now resting on her leg. "I wouldn't quite put it that way. It sounds like that in theory, but in reality, my experience has been that you are more like a hired gun or contracted employee. You have a specific thing to look into or to deal with and that's what you are required to do, and only what you get paid to do, if that makes sense" he said to her.

"I have only recently arrived here. I am actually from Kyonin, the elf kingdom to the north, but I left there, for many reasons. It is not a place that I have a lot of fond memories of, I decided to head out on my own and to make some new memories" he said to her, and he leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

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Riliana smiled as her little play acting had lured her master closer to her. She intertwined her leg with his, rubbing her calf against his, her skin soft and warm. Knowing that the table cloth concealed much of what went on underneath it she took his hand that rested on her leg and moved him slowly up her inner thighs, pushing the thin dress up as he went under her bare sex was resting against his hand. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and desire as she blatantly aroused him in public, the thrill of it adding to her own excitement.

"I'm sorry your earlier experiences were so poor." Her heart leaped with joy as he kissed her and talked of making better memories with her. "I am blessed by the gods to be a part of your life master. I wish to never leave your side and to cleave to you until I am one with you in all things and all ways." Riliana shivered at his kiss and then softly giggled. "I think acting as an independent agent, a contractor is better for us. I wouldn't want to get tied down to any place and I want to be sure to have you all to myself rather than share you with a lord or city leader."

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"Things are better now, that is for sure" Andurain said to her as he felt his hand being put onto her bare pussy, and he felt how slick it was under the table. That of course got him aroused, knowing that she was simply aroused by his presence and was so open about showing him what she was feeling for him, even as they ate. "My parents are disappointed in me, they do not feel that my type of magic is worthy of practicing, and wanted me to do something else. I obviously disagreed with them, and decided to leave my home to make my own way in the world and to use the gifts and knowledge I have, to make a difference. I brought you here to partner with me, and to help me do that. Maybe one day they will realize that I have talents, and can use them for good, but I will not return home for a long time. I decided that being around people who are constantly negative and criticizing my life choices is not only annoying, but not good for me, so here I am" he said, smiling at her.

"We are not beholden to a nation, a temple or an organization. That allows us to move freely as we desire, which is what freedom is all about" he said to her, sliding a finger inside her hot, wet channel as they sat at the table talking.

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Riliana sighed just a bit as Andurain's hand found her naked mound and the faint curls that guarded her delicate folds. She blushed a bit, arousal bring color to her cheeks. Even as her hand encouraged him to intimately touch her and her eyes sparkled with lust and mischief Riliana's attention was entirely focused on her master. Every detail of his life, the ups and downs, the hopes and fear, the plans and possibilities were even more important than her own for now his desires and dreams, his victories and defeats were hers.

"You are brave Master for having the courage to go your own way. My people honor the choice of the individual to go their own way within the confines of doing good to all creatures of good will." Her eyes were shining now with empathy as she felt the pain of rejection in her own heart. "You must have been so lonely. I am glad that you summoned me so that I can not only aid you in your fight but that I can share your bed and your heart if you wish it." While she spoke Riliana spread her thighs to accommodate his questing fingers and now that she'd achieved her goal of getting his hand on her she worked on her next mission. She gave his hand one last stroke and then began to touch his thigh, running her fingers up until she felt the length of his manhood. Slowly her fingers began to rub and roll and tease the masculine cylinder.

Despite what her hand was doing below the table and the steady progress of his fingers through her folds, Riliana did not falter in her attention to Andurain. "I pray that my own gifts will compliment and strengthen your own. I know that we will be heroes of renown and the songs of the bards will tell your family of your success. I am sure that they truly do love you and their desires to shape you in another way were only from love if that misguided."

She shifted suddenly and bit her lower lip as his fingers found her channel. She was hot, a bit warmer in body than a human or elf and her sex was hot and wet with desire. Riliana squirmed in her seat a bit and she tightened her slick passage around his finger. Her people were lusty, uninhibited and bold with less regard for social structures than many otherworldly creatures. Riliana was entranced by her master and utterly bound to him but her mischievous and sensual nature would urge her to tease and play with him. "I am glad we are free of bounds to larger organizations. My own people do not do well with authority that is not earned directly in battle or in play." She rolled her hips around his finger, her face flushed now. "Ohhh... master..." she sighed as her own desires and his touch had outrun her control. "What... what magics did your family wish you to follow? Why did you chose the path you... took..."

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"Thank you" he said when she mentioned he was brave. Andurain wasn't really brave. He'd left because he got tired of hearing his parents belittle his choices and act like what he was studying didn't matter to anyone. It mattered to him, and the fact that he got no support made it rather easy to leave. Leaving behind others that were friends and supportive family was more difficult, but in the end it had been the right choice.

He jerked up a bit when her hand wrapped around his cock under the table. He wasn't expecting that. It was one thing for him to tease her, but his arousal could be visible if folks looked the right way at them, but he wasn't going to deny it felt good. He throbbed in her hand, a clear sign that he was aroused. He continued to work her sex, his thumb rubbing her now swollen clit. "They wanted me to follow anything other than summoning. Destructive magics, protective magics, or enchantments. What they call real magic I guess."

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Riliana could sense his long unhappiness with his family and their response to his desires. She ached with her whole being for his own heartache but was glad as well that he'd had the will and courage to make his choice.

"I am glad more than anything that you made the choice you did master. A false life is the most tragic of fates but what you have chosen has brought us together as well." She squirmed as his fingers continued working on her and already her eyes were half closed with arousal as his touch brought her rapidly to a near peak. Riliana smiled as well at the response to his manhood and turned to just lightly stroking it with a fingernail through the fabric of his pants.

[User] "Yes, well I can't tell you how happy I am about the choice that I made." Andurain said to her, his finger and thumb now working overtime since she was so far along. At this point, he was happy to give her the release she desired, and the way her hips gyrated next to him, and the wetness of her sex, he was fairly certain that it would not be long in arriving. Her body was highly aroused and flush, and even though she was being very restrained with her noises, he could tell that her body was about to explode.

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All it took to send Riliana over the top were his words of happiness with her and the other choices he had made. She arched and gasped silently, her cheeks coloring a bright red as a terrific orgasm burned through her body. Her tight channel clamped down on him and clenched again and again as she orgasmed. Each spasm brought a low squeak from Riliana that fortunately went unnoticed in the raucous tavern.

When she came down, Riliana leaned over and kissed Andurain, her breathing still labored. "Master... I love you and love your touch." She stroked him. "Would you like me to return the favor or save your potency for a more private place?"

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Andurain grinned as she came and her lithe body wiggled silently, and her skin reddened. It was powerful too, he could feel it as her channel slickened around his finger, buried inside of her. She finally came down from her high, and caught her breath as he slid his finger out of her. He was rock hard under the table now, the tip leaking profusely.

"Let's see what we can do here" he said, his need quite visible as she touched his engorged cock.

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Riliana didn't really know much of human rules or norms nor did she care. She was hot, aroused and her master was throbbing in her hand. He'd told her to please him and that was what she was going to do. She was immensely pleased with herself for getting him so hard and aching that he'd ask her to take care of him. "Yes master, your wish is my command," she smiled.

Writhing athletically Riliana slid under the table and between Bertram's legs. She was partially concealed by the long table cloth but anyone really looking could tell something was going on under there. She ran her hands up the insides of this thighs and then rubbed his balls and cock through the fabric of his jeans. Her quick fingers made short work of the buttons guarding the object of her desire. When he sprang forth Riliana took the source of pleasure and began to stroke the bare flesh. She stroked a few times and then began to lick him with one hand still gripped around the base tightly.

[User] "Oh" Andurain said, surprised as she quickly moved under the table and began to handle his cock within the hidden confines. He felt her hand, then her tongue. He moved his hips forward, and groaned softly. "Suck it, take it into your mouth" he told her quietly, his hands sitting on the table as he offered his cock to her mouth. His breathing was controlled, but definitely heightened in anticipation of her getting him off with her mouth in such a public place.

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Riliana found the idea of sucking off her master under the table to be incredibly arousing. She was already addicted to his scent, his touch and the taste and feel of his cum so licking and sucking on his glorious member was perfect for her. She gained immense pleasure in knowing that he was pleased with her and was experiencing pleasure in her touch. And lastly the thrill of oral sex barely concealed under the table was exhilarating.

"Mmmmmm...." she hummed as her lips engulfed the head of his cock. She licked along the underside of his cock and then sucked, inhaling and placing a wet and warm suction on him. She began to bob on his shaft. moving it in and out of her mouth while her tongue teased and pleasured him. Not satisfied Riliana shifted his thighs and moved her hand down into his pants to cup his balls. She began to tickle the tender flesh of his sack to further stimulate her master.

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"Ahhh" Andurain sighed softly as her mouth surrounded his very hard, and engorged member. His hips moved a bit back and forth softly to encourage her. His hands on the table steadied himself as she worked her gifted mouth and tongue around his cock. He knew he wouldn't last very long, the thrill of publicly receiving a blow job was thrilling, and sped along his desire and anticipation.

It didn't take long for the burning desire to manifest in him cumming. She barely had noticed before the head of his cock erupted in her mouth, thick streams of his cum filling her. He grunted quietly, as the spurts kept coming until he was spent, his cock finally going soft after a few small aftershocks spurted small amounts of what was left into her mouth.

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Not one to sacrifice herself when it wasn't required Riliana moved one hand between her own legs and began to rub herself in time to the motion of her mouth on his cock and her other hand which was rubbing his balls now. Back and forth she settled into the motion of his hips, working with him to maximize his pleasure even as her own mounted with each touch of her fingers and the literally rising evidence of his own delight.

She could feel the tension building in his groin as he approached then reached his climax. Riliana pulled back a bit to hold just the head of his cock in her mouth and then puffed out her cheeks. When the flood of his semen filled her mouth she gathered it all and held it in her mouth. Rubbing quickly she shivered slightly in her own orgasm and then slipped back up to sit next to her. Smiling with her cheeks bulging she made a show of swallowing his seed and then licking her lips.

"I am lucky to have such a virile master," she spoke softly. Her face was reddened and flushed with the effort of pleasing him and her own arousal. "Your own desires have shaped me through the summoning process but I could not ask for a better situation and a better lover and companion."

[User] Andurain sat back, his load now in her stomach after restraining himself from making a scene at the table as his cum filled her mouth. "You are a treasure Riliana. I think I'm so virile because you're here, I definitely have no trouble staying aroused in your presence" he said to her. "We should finish up. I think we should go meet with the constable to get more details, so I can then take you back to the inn before we start our quest, and ravish you several more times" he said, pulling his pants all the way back up and closing his robe.

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Several of the patrons at the neighboring tables might have suspected what Riliana had done under the table but their looks were only ones of envy or perhaps a jovial appreciation such as the dwarf warrior that raised a mug to the pair along with a wink. She returned the wink boldly and made kissing motions at the dwarf before leaning in and kissing her master. "Then we are the perfect pair Master for I will never lose my deep desires for your love in all ways."

She took a long, deep drink of her ale, draining it in an impressive display for such a slight woman. Rising Riliana straightened her dress and took his hand. "The sooner we speak to this constable then the sooner you will be wholly mine again. Let us go."