“Who are you and what are you- Porthios?” she said in amazement. The elven man nodded at her with a scowl and shifted the bundle on his shoulder to the ground. It wriggled and make high pitched squeaking noises while trying to crawl away before Porthios sat on it.

“Hello sister,” he said. “How is your marriage to the half-breed going?”

“He is not a half-breed!” Laurana bristled while she waved the trowel at Porthios.

“Er-” one of the mages, dressed in white robes, said.

“Where is your ‘husband’, anyway?” Porthios said, ignoring the mages and the bundle below him that was now piteously moaning. “It’s only been a few months since you were married, hasn’t it?”

“This really is quite important-”

“He is on an important mission to Thorbardin,” Laurana said with her hands on her hips. “He, at least, is working to make Krynn a better place, unlike some people.”

“I’m terribly sorry to interrupt you, Lady Lauranathalasa,” the white robed mage said. “But this is quite urgent.”

“Oh? Yes, what is it then?” Laurana said.

“There’s a problem with Dalamar,” the mage said in a miserable voice.

“Dalamar?” Laurana said. “Oh, the dark elf mage,” she said in a rather condescending voice. She had met the mage before and hadn’t been impressed. Yes, he had been ravishingly good looking and had made her heart quicken just by looking at her- But he wasn’t the sort that she’d want to consort with. “But what does that have to do with me?”

“He was involved in an...accident,” the black robe magess said in a cool voice. “It was during a magical experiment.”

“Experiment? What sort of experiment?”

“Ask his...colleague,” the black robe with a nod towards the red robed woman standing back from the other two.

“It doesn’t matter how it happened,” the red robed mage, a rather striking young woman, said. “Suffice to say, he has become temporarily deranged.”

“What does this have to do with me?” Laurana asked, still watching the wiggling bundle under Porthios.

“He has become...obsessed with certain women,” the red robed mage said. Laurana looked on with narrowed eyes. “Including you.”

“What do you mean by obsessed?”

“Sexually obsessed,” the red robe said. The mages all looked embarrassed when Laurana gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, and blushed a scarlet nearly the color of the red mage’s robes.

“We just wanted to warn you,” the white robe said. “He...um...already reached Alhana Starbreeze.”

“Porthios? Is this true? What did he do to her?” Laurana gasped.

“He turned her into some sort of whorish slut,” Porthios said grimly.

“But where is she-” Laurana started to say and faltered when she saw the moving bundle under Porthios.

“We’re taking her to the Tower of High Sorcery so that outcast’s magic can be removed before anyone sees what he’s done to her.”
 
 

“Dalamar!” Laurana breathed as she backed away from the black robed figure standing in her, and Tanis’s, bedroom. “What are you doing here?” she said as she reached for a heavy candlestick.

“I’m sure you know,” Dalamar said in a smug voice. He stared into Laurana’s eyes and she saw a burning hunger in them that made her blush. Tanis had looked at her like that when they had been just married. But never with such a predatory expression...

“I’ve summoned them back already,” Laurana lied as she picked up the candlestick and raised it threateningly. “They’ll be here within minutes.”

“You’re lying,” Dalamar said as he slowly walked towards Laurana. A smile spread across his face as he looked her up and down. Laurana blushed and pulled her robe tightly shut at the neck with her free hand. “You haven’t had the chance to send for them,” Dalamar said as he kept approaching, forcing Laurana back towards the four poster bed. “And you won’t get a chance.”

“Dalamar, what do you intend to do? They know you-” Laurana stopped and stammered for a moment as Dalamar ran his tongue over his lips.
“-they know you are-” she had to pause again, “-interested in me.”

“Oh yes,” Dalamar said as he leaned against one of the bedposts and idly crossed his arms. “Not as much as Alhana, I’m afraid. I’ve always preferred brunettes to blondes. But I’ve had my fill of her for the time. Or,” he said with another smirk that made Laurana’s heart race, “perhaps I should say she had her fill of me.”

“What do you mean?” Laurana said, tightening her grip on the candlestick when she realized that her hand was trembling.

“I filled her in every possible way,” Dalamar said as he moved towards her again, his voice low and seductive. Laurana couldn’t tear her eyes away from his as he moved closer and reached out run a hand through her still damp hair. “I made her beg me for more,” he whispered as he leaned in close and ran his hand down the curve of her jaw and across her lips. “She came until she passed out from the pleasure.” Laurana shuddered as his hand slid into her robe and across her neck and shoulder, pushing the silk down to reveal her flushed skin. “And when she awoke, she begged me to do it all again.”

“N-no,” Laurana said in a faltering voice, “I’m married and I love Tanis. I’ll never become your mistress.” She bit her lip and turned away as
Dalamar’s hand took the hand keeping her robe shut and gently moved it to her side. Was it magic? Had he enchanted her? Was that why she was letting his fingertips slowly brush over the tops of her breasts- “No!” Laurana shouted as she jerked back and raised the candlestick. She was about to swing it when Dalamar waved his hand and then there was nothing in her hand.

“Such a naughty girl,” Dalamar said with another smirk. “Do I have to punish you now?” Laurana clenched her jaw as she backed away and then gasped when she felt her legs bump into the bed.

“Get away from me,” Laurana whispered as Dalamar moved to stand directly in front of her. “You’re a black robe, an outcast. You shouldn't even be in my home.”

“And doesn’t that make this all the more delicious?” Dalamar said as he reached up and gently tugged her robe off her shoulders. Laurana stared in disbelief as he took her hands in his and raised them to his lips, looking up into her eyes as he softly kissed both of them.

Laurana shuddered in delight, her eyelids fluttering, as she felt Dalamar’s lips on her skin. He lowered her hands and pulled her close to him. She looked away when she realized she could feel the heat of his body through the silk of her robe. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as he leaned forward and began to softly kiss her shoulder, then her neck. The feel of his hands reaching around her to cup her bottom shocked her out of her blissful reverie and allowed her to shove him away. But Laurana still couldn’t control how fast her heart was beating and the way her body was yearning for Dalamar’s caress.

Dalamar laughed as she pushed him reached out to catch both her wrists in his hands. “Do you really think that you can escape from me?” he whispered as he pulled her close. “Do you even want to?”

“Yes! Now please, let me go!” Laurana said as she tried to twist away from him. He laughed and leaned forward to kiss her neck, his hands moving her wrists behind her and bending her backwards over the bed. He was kissing his way down her throat and down her chest. She groaned in pleasure as his lips kissed the tops of her breasts.

Laurana panicked as Dalamar started to lower her to the bed and renewed her struggles. Dalamar dodged backwards, just avoiding her knee, and glared at her as she landed on the bed and sat up. She looked at him in wide-eyed incomprehension when he started to laugh wildly. She glanced down and realized her robe had fallen open, exposing her to his eyes.

“Such pretty lingerie, princess,” Dalamar said as he eyed Laurana’s barely covered body. “White lace and silk, Tanis is a lucky man.” Laurana tried to cover herself but a spell from Dalamar held her arms up above her head, making her back arch and her breasts present themselves. The dark mage stepped closer and leaned forward to inspect her. His hands lightly traced over the lacy white brassiere down her bare stomach to the silk lace underwear and matching garter belt and stockings. “Why is a princess of the Qualinesti dressing like a whore...an expensive whore?”

“I’m not a whore!” Laurana snapped as she jerked away from his hands and scooted backwards up the bed, pulling her robe shut again. “And I can dress any way I like for Tanis!”

“It’s too bad he won’t be here to appreciate your promiscuous dress, princess,” Dalamar said as he moved up towards Laurana.

“Get away from me-” Laurana shouted as Dalamar leaned over, his hands once again finding their way into her robe. Her words were silenced by a long kiss that took her breath away and set her heart pounding in her chest. As Dalamar finally broke the kiss, Laurana looked away, knowing that she was flushed and breathing heavily. “No,” she whispered as Dalamar pulled her robe away and pushed her down onto the bed, one hand resting lightly on her belly.

He stroked her soft skin and smiled when her entire body shivered. Laurana pushed feebly at him again, wondering what sort of magic was draining her strength, and bit her lower lip as his hand slid into her underwear. She let out a squeak of pleasure and surprise when his fingers touched at her quim, teasing her slowly before ever so slowly moving into her.

“Oh, merciful gods, stop,” Laurana moaned, her hands grabbing at Dalamar’s wrist as her back arched off the bed. Dalamar smiled down at her and kissed her again, one hand continuing to stroke her quim while the other tangled in the golden mass of silken hair that spread over the bed.

“You are mine,” he whispered in her ear as he tightened his grip on her hair, almost the point of pain. “And I will do with you as I please.”
Laurana stared up into his dark eyes and felt her heart skip a beat. Her whole body froze as his fingers moved deep into her with one thrust. But soon she felt her hips moving of their own accord as they pushed onto Dalamar’s agile fingers. Laurana moaned softly, her head tossing and turning as she felt her body betray her for the skilled fingers of Dalamar. She was barely aware as Dalamar released her hair and moved onto the bed between her legs, his fingers still thrusting in and out of her.

Laurana weakly raised her head and looked down her body to see Dalamar kneeling between her trembling thighs. “What...what are you doing?” she whimpered.

Dalamar didn’t answer as he slowly pulled his fingers from Laurana’s drenched quim and licked them clean. His hands reached for her the waistband of her underwear and pulled sharply, tearing the flimsy piece of fabric off of her body and exposing her completely. Laurana blushed as she tried to close her legs and cover herself, but Dalamar forced her thighs apart with his knees and held her hands away from her body, pinning them to the bed.

“Naughty girl,” he grinned as he bent his head and kissed her stomach, delighting in the way that she shivered and twisted with each kiss. Laurana whimpered in pleasure as his kisses moved every so slowly down her belly to the tuft of golden hair between her thighs.

“W-what are you doing?” she managed to gasp as he lightly kissed her quim. Tanis had never done anything like this for her...Dalamar answered by running his tongue along her quim and then pushing it into her. Laurana cried out, her hands straining against Dalamar’s grip, as his tongue moved deep into her and then out to flick over her clit before his lips brushed against it and sent a wave of pleasure through her body.

Laurana moaned, her fingers clutching at the sheets, and her hips jerking upwards against Dalamar’s tongue. Each stroke of sent so much pleasure through her that for a second, she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. His tongue continued to lap at her as her thighs tightened around his head and squeezed in time to with his tongue.

Laurana panted for breath, trying not to show how much pleasure she was feeling at the touch of the dark elf mage. But it was so much...she moaned and cried out again as he let go of her wrists and plunged two fingers deep into her while continuing to pleasure her clit. Laurana buried her hands in his ebon hair, her hips jerking off the bed as she thrashed in uncontrollable pleasure. Within seconds she had lost all control and was crying out hysterically as Dalamar brought her to a mind-numbing climax. When it was done, Laurana lay limp on the bed, sobbing for breath as the after affects of the climax continued to wash through her.

Dalamar was by her side, idly caressing her sweaty body as he kissed her neck and then her lips. She could taste herself on him and the thought made her body shiver. But then she remembered who he was and what he was doing to her. Laurana pulled away from his warm hands and turned her head from him with a grimace of horror.

“What did you do to me?” she moaned as she curled up and tried to hide herself from his hungry eyes.

“I think that is quite obvious, princess,” he said as he moved behind her. Laurana closed her eyes and shivered when she felt his bare skin against her back and his stiff cock pressing against her bottom. Try as she might, all she could do to resist was a feeble kick and shove as he lifted her left leg into the air and positioned himself at her entrance.

“No, please don’t do that,” she moaned. “I’m married, I can’t do this.”

“But you can and you will,” he whispered into her ear, nibbling at her earlobe and then up to the delicately pointed tip. With that he slowly pushed himself into her, drawing out the experience for as long as possible.

And it was so long, Laurana thought to herself in a daze. And it was thick. She cried out as he continued to push into her, filling her until she thought she would burst from the pleasure of it. Her hands clutched feebly at the sheets as Dalamar hilted himself within her and lowered her leg.
He stayed like that, his hands cupping her lace covered breasts before taking hold of her hips.

Laurana closed her eyes and bit her lip again as Dalamar began to slowly pull himself out before thrusting back into her in one dizzying motion. She heard someone moaning, a high pitched and desperate sound, and then realized that it was her. Each of his thrusts sent a delicious wave of pleasure through her that she couldn’t deny no matter how much she tried. His hands were all over her body, cupping her firm breasts and squeezing at her stiff nipples before trailing down her stomach to rub at her clit.

Despite herself, Laurana let Dalamar turn her head back so he could kiss her while thrusting into her. She moaned into his mouth and opened her eyes to see his triumphant expression. The elven princess sobbed once and turned away, burying her face in her pillow and staining it with humiliated tears as Dalamar continued to have his way with her.

Laurana sobbed between cries of pleasure as Dalamar rolled her onto her stomach and lifted her bottom into the air while spreading her knees apart as far as they would go. She knelt there on the bed, her face buried in her pillow, her golden hair shining in the lamplight, and her elbows and knees almost touching.

The blonde elf cried out into the pillow as Dalamar leaned back and took hold of her waist before thrusting hard into her. He pushed her upper body down onto the bed with one hand while he held her with the other, all the time pumping his cock deep into her squirming body. Laurana shivered and wept as she felt another climax fast approaching.

“I’m sorry Tanis,” she moaned into the pillow as Dalamar reached under her body and began to lightly stroke her clit in time with his thrusts. That was too much and Laurana screamed, her head shooting up, as she came again. Dalamar grunted in pleasure as she tightened around him and leaned forward, one hand on the headboard, the other holding Laurana close to him. His cock pumped in and out of her at a furious pace as the entire bed shook with the force of their coupling. Laurana’s grunts and moans of pleasures filled the bedroom as her body was jerked across the bed. Her cry as Dalamar came within her was muffled by the pillow as he sank down onto her back and kissed her neck.

“You are mine,” he whispered into her ear as Laurana sobbed and whimpered.

Laurana shivered as he slowly pulled out of her and let her roll onto her side facing away from him. She sniffed and stared at the dimly lit bedroom wall while he kissed her back and shoulders. His hand stroked against her sweaty skin as he reached around to gently cup her breast as he moved up behind her. Laurana froze, he couldn’t be ready so soon, could he? Even Tanis had had to rest a bit in between. But then Dalamar blew out then lamp and rolled onto his back, pulling the covers up over their bodies. Laurana resisted as best she could, but Dalamar soon pulled her close to his body. His chest warm beneath her cheek, Laurana felt exhaustion overtaking her and she was soon fast asleep.
 

Laurana woke with a start, jerking herself up and looking wildly around the bedroom. A gentle morning sun filtered in through the half-drawn curtains. Had it all been a dream? she wondered as she felt her cheeks warm at the memory.

But then she saw her robe crumpled on the floor where Dalamar had left it. And no dream was that real, she could still feel him crouched over her body, thrusting into her as he ravished her...

Laurana drew the sheets up over her naked body, shivering as the memory of the last night played over and over through her head. Despite herself, she could feel herself moistening at the memory of his fiery touch.

“Oh, gods, no,” she moaned as her hand gently traced down her throat to her breasts and began to lightly stroke them through the sheet. Her nipples hardened immediately, poking up through the soft cotton sheets. “I can’t have liked it, I can’t!”

She was jerked out of her reverie by a soft knock on the door and the voice of her maid, Cassila. “Miss? Are you awake, miss?” the girl said in her sweet voice, a voice like a songbird. Laurana could remember the many times that she had paused in her work in her study and listened to
Cassila’s singing as the girl dusted or did laundry. She had never been quite sure how old the girl was, twenty? A bit more? Human preoccupation with precise yearly ages had always baffled her even after so long living among them.

“Yes, I am,” Laurana said, licking her suddenly dry lips. “Please come in.”

“Are you decent? You have a guest here to see you,” Cassila said.

“Y-yes,” Laurana said as she bent to pick up her robe and drew it on her before pulling the covers up over her body. “I’m ready.”

“He arrived just this morning, miss,” Cassila said as she opened the door and walked in. She smiled and bowed, her maid’s uniform neat as always. Her long skirts were in a bit of disarray, as if she had run here from the main entrance. “He’s very handsome, if I may say so,” Cassila said with a giggle and smile. Her blue eyes shone in the morning sun as she thought of the guest.

“What’s his name?” Laurana said, wondering who would arrive so early in the day. Even the notoriously early rising Knights of Solamnia saved their visits for the afternoon.

“He’s an elf, miss,” Cassila said. “He says that his name is Dalamar.”

“What? No, send him away now, if he won’t leave-” Laurana said in a rush.

“Then what?” Dalamar said as he stepped into the room behind Cassila. “Call the guards? Have me thrown out on my ear?”

“Dalamar,” Laurana whispered as he closed the door behind him.

“Miss?” Cassila said, taking a few steps towards the bed and away from Dalamar.

“Mmmm,” Dalamar murmured as he locked the door behind him with a wave of his hand. “A human girl and quite pretty.” His smile broadened when he saw Cassila blush. “Do you take liberties with her, Laurana? I always thought you liked human men...” he trailed off and smiled at the horrified expression on Laurana’s face. “But this one is so pretty, I can see why you made an exception.”

Cassila gasped as Dalamar walked over to her and ran a finger down her freckled cheek before moving it up past her blue eyes to tug her cap off. Soft red curls fell free as he dropped the cap and ran his hand through the maid’s hair. “Very pretty,” he whispered in her ear as his other hand gently cupped her breast through the confining fabric of her uniform.

Cassila squeaked and jumped away, trying to tuck her hair back behind her ears as Dalamar stalked towards her. “Miss?” she said in a hesitant voice. “Miss?”

“L-leave her alone, Dalamar,” Laurana finally managed to say. “I won’t have you abusing my staff.”

“Abusing?” Dalamar said with smile as Cassila rushed to Laurana and huddled beside her on the bed. “I would never do such a thing. Molest, caress,” he said slowly, each word making Cassila quake in terror. “Ravish.” Cassila squeaked again and buried her face against Laurana’s shoulder.

“Please, miss,” she said in a teary voice. “Please, miss, don’t let him do that to me. I know I haven’t been working hard enough, but please, I’ll work hard from now on. I won’t let the stable boy touch me anymore, I’ll never tumble with him again, please miss, don’t let him do anything to me.”

“Get out of here!” Laurana said as she hugged the girl against her. “How dare you come back here-”

“After what I did to you last night?” Dalamar said with a smirk. He leaned forward, resting his hands on the bed. “You loved everything I did. Everything. Admit it, you’ve always wanted someone to do that to you, someone who’d ravish you and then ravish you again.”

“No,” Laurana whispered, drawing back against the headboard.

“Yes,” Dalamar said and then he darted forward, his hands pinning her shoulders against the headboard while he kissed her deeply. Laurana struggled for a moment, her eyes wide. But then the pleasure of his kiss overcame her and she faltered in her resistance. Her eyes fluttered as Dalamar continued the kiss and gradually closed as her arms went limp.

“Miss?” Cassila said as she watched her mistress and the terrifying dark elf man kiss. “Miss?” The young woman tugged on the sleeve of Laurana’s robe and gasped in horror when the robe slid off Laurana’s shoulder, revealing her delicately golden hued skin.

“Now you’re learning, my dear,” Dalamar said as he broke the kiss and stared into Cassila’s eyes. “Come here.” Cassila was frozen, her blue eyes wide, as Dalamar reached out and pulled her closer until she and Laurana were side by side.

“Oh...” she managed to whisper as Dalamar cupped her chin and pulled her close. She closed her eyes and whimpered as she let him pull her towards him. Her body shivered in pleasure as he kissed her, his tongue dancing with her’s until she felt her mind spinning. Without even knowing, she reached up to clutch at his shoulders for support, finally falling forward when he let the kiss end.

“Did you like that?” he whispered as he caressed her shoulder through her blouse.

“Oh, oh,” was all that Cassila could say as she panted for breath.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Dalamar said as he turned back to Laurana. “Undress her.”

“No, get out,” Laurana said in a small voice. “What did you do to me?”

“A most useful application of magic, my dear, sweet, princess,” Dalamar said. “Oh it was wonderful, a truly enjoyable experiment.”

“What experiment?” Laurana said and then gasped when Cassila fell against her, their cheeks rubbing against each other.

“Sex, my lady,” Dalamar said. “Jenna was pleasuring me with her exquisite breasts, one thing human women are good for.” He smiled at Cassila and stroked her cheek. “We were experimenting with using sex as a ritual for greater magical power. When my seed hit her face just as she was finishing her part of the spell, well, she misspoke a word I believe. But what a grand side-effect.”

Laurana blushed again at the image. Tanis had wanted to do that once and she had let him. It had been embarrassing to say the least. She didn’t even like letting him spend his seed in her mouth.

“What are you thinking about, princess?” Dalamar said with a knowing smirk. Laurana gritted her teeth together and turned away.

“Come, Cassila, we should leave Dalamar to his business,” she said as she started to slide off the bed away from Dalamar. She gasped as he took hold of her shoulders and pulled her onto her back. “Let go of me, Dalamar,” she said in her most commanding voice. But the dark elf just smiled down at her and gently squeezed her shoulders.

“Will you take your lady’s robe, Cassila? I do think she is overdressed,” Dalamar said without breaking eye contact with Laurana.

“Yes, m’lord,” Cassila said as she slowly crawled over to Laurana and tugged open her robe.

“Stop that!” Laurana yelled as Cassila pulled her robe off, exposing her delicate breasts to Dalamar’s greedy eyes. Laurana could feel herself blush as Cassila stroked her newly bared skin and began to pull the robe completely off her body.

“Have you ever pleasured a woman, Cassila?” Dalamar said as the maid folded the robe neatly and hung it over the footboard.

“Yes, m’lord,” Cassila said with the same tone of voice that she’d use to answer questions about the laundry or chores.

“Good,” Dalamar said. “Would you come up here and pleasure your lady?”

“No!” Laurana cried out. To endure a humiliating seduction at the hands of a dark elf was bad enough, but to lie with her servants was even worse. She cried out again as Dalamar spoke a few words, causing the sheets to rise up and twist themselves over her ankles and wrists, pinning her on her back across the bed. “I’ll see you dead for this, Dalamar,” Laurana said through clenched teeth as she felt Cassila moving up between her legs.

“Fair enough,” Dalamar said as he stood and began to remove his robe. Laurana had a ridiculous memory of the question of what mages wore under their robes. Nothing, had been the answer and apparently it was right.

Laurana cried out and tugged at the sheets tying her to the bed as Cassila knelt between her legs, still dressed in her maid’s uniform. Laurana’s head tossed back as she arched her body, trying to pull her hips just a bit further from Cassila’s steadily lower head. But soon she had reached the limit of the sheets and could move no further. As Laurana watched in horror, Cassila licked her lips and then bent her head to Laurana’s quim.

Laurana groaned as she felt Cassila’s tongue lightly dancing over the outside of her quim, then quickly pushing into her for a second before returning to her clit. Laurana’s eyes widened and she panted for breath, sweat beading on her body as Cassila began to lap at her clit.

“No,” Laurana breathed as Cassila gently pressed a finger into Laurana’s tight quim. Laurana whimpered and turned her head, pressing her face into the bed as she cried out in pleasure. Cassila’s fingers and tongue, pleasuring her with no hesitation, steadily drove Laurana closer and closer to the brink.

“Do you wish to climax, princess?” Dalamar said as he crouched by Laurana’s head and looked into her eyes.

“No,” Laurana said between high gasps of pleasure. She cried out again as Dalamar ran one hand lightly over her breasts, his fingers gently caressing her stiff nipples. “N-no,” she managed to say again.

“Really?” Dalamar said as he leaned forward and kissed her again. With the pleasure she was receiving all over her body, Laurana felt her resistance crumbling.

“I don’t,” Laurana pleaded, “I don’t want to.” Even to herself she didn’t sound as if she believed what she was saying. “Don’tnnnnaaaa-!” she trailed off into another cry of pleasure as Cassila slid another finger into her.

Dalamar turned to watch as Cassila’s head bobbed as she lapped away at Laurana’s clit. As he watched, the girl reached back up her long skirt and began to pleasure herself. He smiled at Laurana and reached down to stroke the maid’s soft red hair.

“Don’t let her climax, Cassila, she doesn’t want to,” Dalamar said as he sat on the bed by Laurana. His cock jutted up stiff and Laurana felt a horrible shame when she realized that she wished it was filling her now.

“Yes, m’lord,” Cassila said as she briefly raised her head, her face shining with Laurana’s juices. She hiked her skirt up a bit more as she returned her lips to Laurana’s quim, this time dancing around her clit and slowing the pace of her ministrations whenever Laurana came close to her climax.

“Oh gods,” Laurana moaned as she tugged futilely at her bonds. Her hips seemed to move of their own accord, thrusting up towards Cassila, trying desperately to get the human woman to pleasure her more.

“Do you want to climax, princess?” Dalamar said once again as he watched Laurana’s eyes screwed up with pleasure and need. Sweat had dampened her golden hair, sticking locks of it to her forehead and cheeks.

“Oh gods, yes, yes, I do, I want to,” Laurana said in a shuddering, sobbing voice. “Please, please.”

“No,” Dalamar said with a smirk. “I think you have to work for it now.”

“Anything,” Laurana said with gasp as Cassila’s tongue slid away from her clit just as she was about to come. “Anything.” Laurana sobbed again as Dalamar stood above her head and rubbed his cock across her lips.

“Do what I know you do well, princess,” Dalamar said with a smile of evil pleasure. Laurana gave a last despairing sob and opened her mouth slowly. She closed her eyes as she moved her head upwards, her soft pink lips touching the tip of Dalamar’s cock. She heard him hiss in pleasure as she closed her lips around him and began to move down his shaft. “Very good, princess,” Dalamar hissed as he stroked her cheek and took hold of her hair in both hands.

Laurana moaned as Dalamar thrust his cock further into her mouth as she worked her tongue and lips over it. His hands tightened for a moment, making her whimper in mixed pleasure and pain, then he was pushing himself even deeper into her. She shook her head, trying to dislodge him, she had never taken Tanis so deeply.

“Do it,” Dalamar said to her. “Take me all the way.”

Laurana moaned around his cock, her attempts at denials coming out as obscene sounding moans and grunts. She cried out and nearly gagged as he pushed into her throat, forcing her to swallow him. More and more of his pressed into her small mouth, making her head spin until finally he was fully inside her. Laurana moaned around him and continued to pleasure him as he slowly pulled out then pushed back into her. His hands tugged lightly on her golden hair as his thrusts sped up. “Let her come,” he said to Cassila.

Laurana cried out in pleasure as Cassila attacked her clit with her tongue, her fingers thrusting madly into Laurana’s quim. Even as Cassila’s fingers sped, so too did Dalamar’s thrusts until Laurana felt that she was being impaled from both ends. With a blinding flash, Laurana screamed and felt her entire body tense and convulse in the most overpowering climax she had ever experienced. For a moment she felt as if she had blacked out, then the feeling of Cassila slowly lapping at her returned with the feeling of Dalamar’s cock in her mouth.

The elven princess gasped as Dalamar suddenly pulled out of her mouth, his cock twitching madly. Laurana closed her eyes, knowing what was coming next and felt the hot spray of his seed on her lips, cheeks and forehead. The copious amounts of his seed dripped over her face and even down her ears to drip from the delicately pointed tips onto the rug below.

But even as Dalamar’s seed dripped across her face, Laurana couldn’t find the energy to do more than close her eyes. The feeling of her climax filled her like a warm day, leaving her without a care in the world as she felt herself being untied and moved until she lay lengthwise on the bed.

“You’re a good princess,” Dalamar whispered into her ear as he gently pulled her down the bed until her feet were propped up on the footboard. Laurana whimpered softly, her body too relaxed to even move. “And I think Cassila should get a reward for her duties, don’t you?”

All Laurana could do was flutter her eyelashes as Cassila slowly removed her uniform, folding each piece, her skirt, blouse, stockings, and chemise, before setting them aside on the floor. The woman’s lush body glowed in the sunlight as she climbed onto the bed and swung a shapely leg over Laurana’s stomach.

Laurana’s arms were limp above her head as Cassila leaned down, their breasts pressed together, and kissed her deeply. The maid’s hands caressed Laurana’s body, moving slowly up her sides to her cheeks where they gathered up Dalamar’s seed and pressed it into Laurana’s mouth.

Laurana swallowed slowly and groaned, feeling the strength returning to her body as Cassila moved up her body to straddle her face. With only a tiny whimper of protest, Laurana let the maid lower her quim over the elven woman’s lips.

“Your sense of noblesse oblige is remarkable,” Dalamar said as Laurana gently began to lap at Cassila in imitation of what the young maid had done for her. Laurana said nothing and let Cassila pick up her hands and place them on the maid’s full breasts. Larger than her own, Laurana gently squeezed them, her thumbs sliding over Cassila’s stiff nipples. “Very good,” Dalamar said.

Laurana felt Cassila bending forward and let her hands remain on the girl’s breasts. She continued to lap at the maid’s quim, tasting the sweetness of the woman as she ran her tongue over Cassila’s clit.

Cassila’s moaning, quite audible before, suddenly became muffled. Laurana looked upward and saw Cassila’s head bent over Dalamar’s cock, licking and kissing it back to full stiffness as he leaned against the headboard. Closing her eyes and feeling a single tear of final humiliation running down her cheek, Laurana returned to pleasuring her maid with no more protest.
 

Laurana knelt in her garden, ignoring the soft moans and cries coming from the bower behind her. She quietly dug in the dirt, weeding her flower bed and trying to concentrate on the warm sun on her hair and the feel of the breeze.

“Why don’t you join us?” Dalamar called out from behind her. Laurana squared her shoulders and continued to weed. She had spent the entire morning in bed with him and Cassila performing decadent and lewd acts over and over.

“I wish you would leave,” Laurana said as she stood. Her cotton sundress fluttered in the breeze as she looked over her shoulder at Dalamar and Cassila. “And stop abusing my servants!”

“I’m not abusing anyone,” Dalamar said with a grin. He wrapped his arm around Cassila’s waist and kissed her neck as she continued to slowly ride his cock, her bare breasts pressed against his robe. The maid was panting rapidly, her head tucked on Dalamar’s shoulder as she moved her hips at a quicker pace.

“Laurana?” a voice called out from the front of the house. “Laurana? Where are you?”

“Tanis,” Laurana said in a quiet voice. “I-I’m in the garden,” she called back.

“You’ll never believe what these mages are telling me,” Tanis said as he walked around the corner of the house and into Laurana’s garden.
“They’re saying that Dalamar is on a seducing rampage and that he managed to get to Alhana already!” Tanis stopped and stared over Laurana’s shoulder at the sight of Dalamar and Cassila. “That’s him!”

“Yes, dear,” Laurana said as she blushed. “He, he-”

“He’s tumbling our maid!”

“Err, yes, dear,” Laurana said and blushed an even deeper red as Cassila cried out in obvious climax. “I just came out here to weed and I found him and Cassila there, it was horrible but they wouldn’t stop so I was going to ride into Palanthas-”

“Say no more,” Tanis said. “It’s lucky that I invited the mages back here for dinner. I don’t know what else he’d have done if they weren’t-”

“There he is! Get him!” a black robed magess shouted as she ran around the corner of the house, wand at the ready. More mages of all colors followed her, nearly trampling Laurana’s flowers in their haste to reach Dalamar before he could cast a spell. Their worries proved unfounded as Dalamar kissed Cassila one more time and languidly leaned back in the bower before the spells of silence enveloped him.

“Sorry we can’t stay for dinner, Sir Tanis,” a white robe said as the hustled Dalamar away.

“Come by anytime,” Tanis said with a wave. As he watched, Dalamar half turned and blew Laurana a kiss. He looked at his wife and saw her blushing furiously as she stared at the ground. “Now dear, you shouldn’t let him get to you like that.”

“Oh, of course,” Laurana said as she smiled nervously and took him by the arm. “Would, um, would you like to go upstairs?”