And it seems y'all are in for another story that ended up running much longer than I originally planned, although this time it wasn't entirely out of control lol. But either way I hope y'all enjoy! Oh and this one contains futa, futa on male, and a femboy protagonist so if that's not your cup of tea give it a pass!
“How many times did you have to... etten'fua last night?”
“At least half a dozen... Truthfully I stopped counting after six...”
“I stopped counting after eight... and I was forced to stop altogether before I rubbed myself raw...”
“As was I... though it didn't help much...”
“It certainly didn't...”
Exchanging grim looks as they listened to the telltale sounds of their ward finally waking up inside the room they guarded Tal'Na and Dra'le did their very best to remain composed. Standing a little straighter and clasping their hands behind their backs both women adopted a far more stoic expression. For all the good that stoicism would accomplish. Even the mere thought of the wicked little minx they were meant to be protecting undermined centuries upon centuries of training and discipline. Simply hearing him roam about his room and knowing full well how he would emerge when he'd finished getting ready left them so completely on edge they would've preferred open combat to that anticipation of awaiting his return. At least an assassin or rampaging horde of barbarians could be overcome with steel. The problem they faced now couldn't be solved with swords. Or at least not the swords they were most accustomed to wielding in their line of work.
“Master Tellan should be arriving soon.” Tal'Na murmured, visibly steeling herself and taking a long, deep breath as she spoke again, “We should be spared undue temptation when he does...”
“How swiftly will he arrive?” Dra'le asked, her tone far less composed than her companion's, “Unless he's due any moment I can't imagine—”
The bedroom door they were flanking opened a moment later and both women stiffened, their hearts leaping into their throats as their stomachs twisted into knots. Although they kept their eyes straight ahead and scanning for any threats they knew exactly what was awaiting them as their ward cheerfully exclaimed, “Good morning ladies! I trust your evening was enjoyable?”
“It was.”
“Indeed.”
Emerging naked from his room with an ear to ear smile Kalla sauntered a few steps down the hall, slowly stretching his arms above his head and letting his tousled golden hair fall all across his face as he looked back at his loyal bodyguards. Both women were already blushing more furiously than anyone he'd ever seen, their ashen black skin darkening as their eyes just about burst from the strain of looking anywhere but at his body. And though he couldn't see how else they reacted to his soft, alabaster skin glowing in the early morning light he was more than happy to imagine it. More than happen to imagine what might be straining against their codpieces beneath the elegant mail covering their broad, muscular bodies.
He certainly made no secret of his thoughts upon turning back towards them and biting his lower lip, silvery blue eyes sparkling as his cheeks flushed and he let out a playful giggle, “My father won't arrive until noon at the very earliest, correct?”
“That's correct.” Dra'le replied. Her voice was ever so slightly trembling while her companion visibly stiffened as they both continued to ignore his appearance as best they could.
“He may be delayed a few hours later.” Tal'Na added, “His letter was unclear.”
“I see... well if that's true I see no reason to bother with dressing up until I know he's soon to arrive, putting on clothes is such a tremendous hassle!”
Kalla turned away from them once again and both women finally gave in to the temptation of glacing at his unimaginably gorgeous figure. Glancing at one another for a moment they looked down at him with the faintest of sighs, unable to resist basking in the wide, womanly curves of his hips. The downright shockingly plump swell of his buttocks and the chubbiness of his legs leading all the way down to his dainty little feet. How any man could have such a voluptuous and curvaceous figure was beyond either woman's understanding.
And how could be so wide and full figured about his hips while having such a slender waist and chest was an even greater mystery. Yet for all the starling differences above and below his waist nothing about him looked unnatural or unsightly. From his truly flawless skin to the soft, girlish pout of his face everything about Kalla was as perfect as could be. As tempting as could be.
Their eyes immediately darted away from him again when he turned back towards them once more but all three knew what'd happened. Indeed he seemed to revel in it as he approached them with that same dainty little strut and asked, “Don't you agree?”
Coming to a stop between both of his bodyguards he smiled up at them and all butch watched as they inhaled the sweet scent of his body despite their best efforts, “Whatever you wish.”
“Your safety is our only concern.”
“Then it's settled!” Reaching up to affectionately pat both women's biceps, as high up their towering frames as he could reach, Kalla sauntered back into his room and remarked, “Clothes only ever seem to get in the way!”
Any relief the two might've felt vanished in an instant when they realized he hadn't shut his door behind him. All the color drained from Tal'Na and Dra'le's faces the instant that worrying realization crashed down upon them and they couldn't help but glance at one another in the aftermath. Even before their ward returned to his bed with a giddy little sigh. And by the time they were looking ahead once more Kalla was letting out a soft, all too familiar moan as he stretched out across his bedding.
Even without turning their heads a single inch both women knew exactly what was happening inside that room. It was a path Kalla had walked down hundreds of times in the years they'd served as his bodyguards and it was one that never failed to prove abjectly mortifying. Just hearing those soft, needy moans spilling from his lips and knowing he was trailing his fingers across his body tormented Dra'le and Tal'Na more than words could describe. Enough to see them both squirming after only a few moments, their breeches suddenly growing far tighter as their minds quite naturally conjured up what their eyes were depriving them of.
They thought of how he was almost certainly spreading his legs further and further apart as his fingers drifted down to his loins. How he clutched the headboard above him with his other hand and smiled that wicked little smile while he tortured them yet again. As much as they might've wished to think about anything else they couldn't stop thinking about how the rays of golden light spilling into his room must've shimmered off his soft ivory skin. Or the way his flat yet somehow still womanly chest heaved with each and every ragged breath he took or let out. To say nothing of how indescribably nerve wracking it was to hear the wet schlick of his fingers gliding up and down his small yet madly throbbing length soon after. And they could all but see how his knees slowly pressed together while his hips started to buck in time with his strokes.
“Ohhhh Gods!” He whimpered, his already light and airy voice growing even more desperate as his movements unmistakably quickened.
“Oh Gods...” Tal'Na muttered.
“S-Stay strong...” Dra'le murmured back.
There was little chance Kalla didn't hear their strained words or the almost panicked tone they were spoken in but he made no comment nor gave any reaction. Outside of another eager moan as the increasingly messy sounds of his passion filled his room and the hallway beyond. Beyond their own frantically beating hearts the growing cacophony he created was all Tal'Na and Dra'le could hear and all they could focus on. Their eyes might've stared straight ahead but they saw nothing except the century old young man eagerly pleasuring himself behind them. A scant dozen feet away at the very most. It was all their minds could fathom and the longer they were left basking in his temptations the harder they tried to resist. But they might've have better fortune resisting the sunrise or the changing seasons, for nature had no ill intent or wicked desires. Nature didn't quicken it's pace and cry out all the louder as time wore on and both women were left all but drowning in their pent up desires. Only the truly unabashedly cruel ward they'd been tasked with guarding was capable of such heinousness.
Only one thing could enhance their agony and it was every bit as unavoidable as everything else he did to them. The sweet, musky scent of his arousal slowly crept out of his room and into the hall where they stood like some great cloud of encroaching ruin. Although they couldn't see or feel it as his aroma washed over them both women could all but sense it even before they were inhaling his tantalizing sweetness. And of course the very moment they breathed in that familiar bouquet any thoughts beyond what Kalla was doing simply disappeared into nothingness.
The sound of his eager strokes had almost entirely disappeared but they already knew why that was and their minds were already showing them what he must be doing. Imagining him rolling onto his belly and pushing his hips high into the air. Those unbearably lewd sounds resumed at the same frantic pace but both Tal'Na and Dra'le knew he'd switched hands. Just as they knew he was teasingly reaching back with the one coated in his arousal, his slick fingers gliding across his buttocks before slipping between them. They might night have heard him push inside his trembling entrance but they could certainly hear how breathlessly he enjoyed that simple thrust. How loudly he cried out and how widely he smiled as he pleasured himself with abandon.
Soon enough a whole new source of frustration had joined the cacophony. One even more lewd and unbearable than him stroking his length. And there was no drowning out so much as a second of it no matter how much they wished. Their long, tapered ears all but perked up at every slightest noise regardless of what they might've claimed they truly wanted.
Especially as his movements grew faster and faster, the bed creaking underneath him as his moans absolutely filled the air around them. Maybe even the rest of the manse. But the question of how many other servants were hearing Kalla's ecstasy wasn't one Dra'le nor Tal'Na thought to ask. And it almost certainly wasn't one Kalla had ever considered. All three of them were trapped in their own little plane of existence. Lost in their own battleground entirely beyond the rest of the world. The entire city could've been burning down around them and they would've struggled to notice for as much as a single moment. How could they when the endlessly cruel temptress just beyond was rolling onto his back as the most frantic moans yet spilled from his lips? When they both knew what those sounds meant and what was about to happen even before he called out in a fit of utter passion. Tal'Na and Dra'le were entirely at his mercy and Kalla knew it.
“Ohhhhhh Gods YES!” His voice reached a fever pitch alongside his movements only for everything to come to a sudden stop in an instant. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooooddddddssssssssssssssss!”
Visions of him erupting all over himself, his smallish cock throbbing like mad as he drenched his stomach and chest and perhaps even his face in warmth filled their heads. They'd seen him in the throes of ecstasy so often both women could all but perfectly imagine how he squirmed. Even down to the radiant smile etched across his face and that wicked little gleam he always seemed to have. It was all so incredibly vivid and so, so unbearably tempting!
“At least he didn't bring those oafish louts back...” Tal'Na whispered, her voice almost as shaky as Kalla's.
“That is a small comfort...” Dra'le agreed, both of them listening to Kalla pant and giggle as he lay in the aftermath of his ecstasy, “One we sorely need...”
Breathlessly smiling up at the ceiling as he listened to his bodyguards 'whisper' clearly enough for him to hear every word Kalla was happy to simply float on his little cloud a while longer. He had so, so many more ways to torment them in mind and nowhere near enough time to do all of them but somehow he couldn't quite bring himself to move. Not for a few more minutes at the very least. Of course he did eventually push himself upright with a soft exhale and slide out of his mess of a bed to greet the rest of the day. It simply took him a good bit longer than before. And he was rewarded for his unintentional patience the very moment he looked Tal'Na and Dra'le. Even before stepping out of his bedroom just seeing how rigidly they stood and how heavily they breathed was an incredible treat. He could all but sense their frustrated desperation and it nourished him like nothing else.
“I think I should like to walk in the gardens!” He grandly announced, leaving his room and strutting down the hall with a cocksure yet wickedly elegant sway, “Would you accompany me ladies?”
Both women's eyes jumped back up to his face when he looked back at them only to look away again as h turned to face them, revealing the gooey mess still glistening across his skin, “We are sworn to protect you wherever you go.” Dra'le replied.
“No matter the danger.” Tal'Na agreed.
Kalla smiled at their well worn response and giggled at how strained their voices sounded. He couldn't recall the last time he'd worked both women into such a frenzy! Perhaps he might've finally cracked their armor, “Well then let's be off! I suspect I won't have long before my father arrives and I'm left shackled by clothing yet again!”
Without so much as a care in the world Kalla sauntered down the hall and into the east wing of the manse, his towering bodyguards following close behind. But while Dra'le and Tal'Na struggled to look anywhere but him the rest of the servants were almost entirely unfazed by his antics. Many had already shared his company and those who hadn't weren't the least bit interested in pursuing him. Though even if they had been Kalla's one and only focus was the gorgeously endowed Elven beauties trailing close behind. He hardly even looked at the other men and women his father had hired to keep his estate in working order!
Especially as they left the mansion entirely and stepped into the lavish expanse of lush, beautiful greenery awaiting them just beyond. Though guests came from all across the country to see Kalla's only true pride and his only true love his private paradise was thankfully empty that day. He was free to wander about the rows and meandering paths leading though his gardens as he saw fit.
And more importantly he was free to taunt and tease his companions as he looked after the plants he'd raised from mere seeds across the decades. Fortunately for them he was kin enough to refrain from assaulting their composure with all his most devilish tricks from the very start. Unfortunately for them anything and everything he did was temptation in the state they'd been reduced to. When he was dressed in nothing but a smile and gleefully strutting about. Even when he simply stood beside his Dwarven water lilies the sight of him was utterly ruinous for both women.
“Be strong...” Tal'Na 'whispered'.
“I have no strength left to give...” Dra'le 'murmured'.
“Aren't these blooms wonderful?” Kalla asked in a cheery tone, his smile just about reaching his ears as his eyes sparkled, “And they smell divine!”
“You've done an admirable job growing them.”
“You should be proud of what you've achieved.”
Laughing at their stiffness and lamenting he was denied the only stiffness he truly wanted Kalla squatted down beside the pond, his back subtly arching as his manhood was left hanging down between his thighs, “There's no need to be shy you know! You can smell them too!”
He waved them over but made no attempt to rise as they nervously approached. Kalla simply grinned up at both women, his face conspicuously close their groins. So close he couldn't leaned forward and given them each a soft kiss before they knew what was happening. Dra'le and Tal'Na certainly didn't stand far enough away to deprive him of that little treat! He wouldn't allow it as he remained beside the pond. And when they finally knelt down a second or two later he finally enjoyed the true scent he was lusting after. The sweet, almost cloying aroma of their arousal filled the air the moment they lowered themselves and he breathed it in with a long, laughably unsubtle breath. His smile brightened all the more and he watched both women knowingly lean over to smell his lilies.
Their cheeks darkened even more as he grinned at them and they seemed almost unable to speak when they finally spoke, “They smell very good.”
“Very good.”
“They do don't they...” Kalla agreed, “They're absolutely breathtaking!”
Straightening before either woman could react yet at the very moment they looked to him directly Kalla gave both Tal'Na and Dra'le a lingering glance at his softly throbbing cock and cute, hairless sack. One they actually indulged for just a moment or two longer before averting their eyes like they always did and seemingly always would. But just that single extra moment of staring was enough to send goosebumps erupting across his skin and even a little shudder rolling through his body. Kalla didn't make any effort to hide his excitement as he let out a breathless exhale, nor did he look away from the two women kneeling so deliciously close by. Sadly they stood up before sneaking another glance but he was confident they wanted to. Just as he was confident they saw the gooey bead of arousal leaking from his tip and dropping onto the ground in a long, creamy strand. But he hardly expected anything more from them.
“Perhaps we should look in on my Belgadian roses, they seemed to be having trouble taking to the earth when last I checked them.”
Neither of his bodyguards responded but they hardly needed to. He could see their nostrils flaring and their muscles tightening as they willfully restrained themselves and that was all the answer Kalla needed. Particularly as he walked off with his usual coquettish walk and felt their eyes all but fixated on his rump with every single step. All but able to sense their wide eyed gaze following the supple bounce and jiggle of his cheeks while his hips swayed he was quick to turn down the wrong path and 'accidentally' force them to walk a good minute longer before reaching his roses. A good minute basking in his beauty and all but drooling over everything they surely wanted to do with him. Perhaps even to him... the thought was unimaginably exhilarating! So much so he was practically skipping by the tme they reached his flowerbeds and Kalla was looking over them. Sadly his roses truly weren't doing as well as he would've liked and for a time he was too distracted by tending to them to tend the women watching.
Although if Dra'le and Tal'Na had any objections to his delays they certainly didn't voice them. Instead they simply stood there like statues come to life, unmoving and wholly focused even while he could feel the turmoil running amok in their minds. Kalla didn't know if his distraction had assuaged or inflamed their simmering desires but he hardly cared. Once he'd finished looking after his roses and ensuring they would have the very best chance of blossoming he returned to his wickedness in the blink of an eye. Without so much as a thought and without even stepping away from the flowerbed. He simply leaned over to 'inspect' some unrelated part of the plants, his hands resting on his knees and his back arching once more. All the while he coyly pushed his rump out towards his companions with all the subtlety of an erupting volcano.
Near identically, and poorly stifled, gasps filled the air as he leg his manhood peek out from between his tightly clenched thighs. As he all but pushed it towards them while his soft, round cheeks parted just enough to tease them with the treasure hidden between. One still glistening from his earlier efforts and one turned into a puffy oval after decades upon decades of rampant promiscuity. It was far from the first time he'd given them such a tantalizing treat and it would hardly be the last but that didn't seem to stop either woman from appreciating everything they saw. For as long as he allowed them to see it, Kalla's smile growing more radiant than the sun shining through the clouds above.
Yet as much as he loved tormenting them, and knowing full well they would think about those moments when they pleasured themselves that evening, Kalla loved depriving them even more. King enough to let them bask and cruel enough to straighten before they'd had their fill he stood up and walked off without a word. Without explanation or justification. He simply started walking and left both women hurrying behind as quickly as they could.
Even with time very much not on his side Kalla simply had no wherewithal to resist taking his bodyguards on a tour of his garden. And a tour of his body. Though he could hardly stretch himself out in all the lewdly provocative positions he was capable of he didn't think twice about going as far as possible. Be it ascending a ladder to loom above them, climbing a tree with as many grunts and groans and girlish little exertions possible, or simply clasping his hands behind his back whenever he looked at them anything and everything was an option. And he run through all of them as feverishly as he could for as long as they had time to spare. The already heady atmosphere between the three of them was growing even more tumultuous by the moment and he was thoroughly addicted to the thrill of it.
Just like his companions. But while they were left acting composed and hiding their excitement Kalla made no secret of his pleasure. He moaned far louder and far more excitedly than anyone everyone had upon smelling his flowers and smiled more radiantly than words could describe as he knelt beside whatever part of his garden he'd stopped at for the moment. Even when he was simply sitting next to his beautifully blooming labors he made certain his companions could see everything. From his endlessly twitching cock to his cutely tightening sack to his steadily heaving chest he was forever on display only for them. Nobody else knew exactly where they were and nobody else could see all the pleasures Tal'Na and Dra'le were being offered. All the pleasures they were denying themselves for little more than some arbitrary sense of honor and duty. And the deeper they wandered into Kalla's vast gardens the more profound those feelings of isolation became.
Before long it felt like the entire world had simply faded away. As if Kalla was putting on a private show just for the two of them. He'd almost entirely stopped speaking and the rare moments he did only lasted for a few seconds. Just enough enough to utter some tantalizingly double meaning as he stared into Tal'Na and Dra'le's eyes.
Much like the garden they roamed it was a well worn path but familiarity bred nothing except more excitement. More anticipation of what might come next and what new ways he could tease the both of them. Kalla looked forward to his own wild thoughts almost as much as his companions and the boundless excitement of sharing one another's company only continued to blossom. Even when he merely existed in their presence without any greater temptations. Just looking at his naked body while he roamed about the sun dappled walkways was enough for Dra'le and Tal'Na.
“I think I can afford to pluck a single flower...” Kalla dreamily remarked, reaching out to a cascading wall of purple Orcish roses while his companions stared at him with barely contained lust, “I'm sure the rest won't mind...”
Plucking a rose from the wildly overgrown yet perfectly maintained thicket he broke the thorns from it's stem and slid it behind one delicate ear. His golden hair perfect framed the violet bloom, hiding the rest of the flower from view as he he turned towards the women watching him. As always their attention leapt back to his face the moment he was looking directly at them but this time something felt different. This time they didn't seem to be struggling to hold his gaze and avoid looking at the rest of his tantalizing figure. Yet in spite of them staring deep into his eyes Kalla could all but feel both women reveling in the rest of his body at the same time.
“How does it suit me?” He asked after a moment or two.
“You look very beautiful...”
“Very beautiful...”
His heart skipped a beat at the tone of their voices. He recognized that thick, almost distracted cadence and he knew full well what'd caused it. Just as he could see the cogs turning in their heads. See them both trying to rationalize what they were feeling after an eternity of fighting against it, each woman doing her utmost to maintain that composure a little longer. Even as they wanted so dearly to give in at long last.
If he withdrew from them now Kalla could spare his companions whatever shame they would almost certainly feel. All he needed to do was announce their return to the manse. Or simply mention his father's impending reminder and the spell would be broken. They'd all come crashing back to the world beyond themselves and he could continue his torment for a little while longer. But of course that thought never so much as crossed his mind! The very moment he realized how tenuously they were clinging to their restraint after so unbearably long waiting for them to give him Kalla smiled at Dra'le and Tal'Na with the sweetest look either had ever seen. A look of pure and radiant delight. Clasping his hands behind his back and pushing his chest out he took a step closer to them. Then another. Then another after that.
For the first time neither of his companions made any attempt to withdraw under the guise of giving him space to move about as he pleased. They stood their ground and perhaps even leaned in just a little closer as he beamed up at them and asked, “Truly?”
Tal'Na sucked in a ragged breath as Dra'le released one she'd been holding in for so unimaginably long, shudders rippling through both of them, “Truly...”
“You've never looked more beautiful...”
Ka;lla took another step closer, his body nearly touching theirs as he stood between him, “I never knew you both capable of such flattery...”
“We have ample inspiration...” Dra'le murmured.
“More than we could ever hope to use...” Tal'Na agreed.
“I wonder what else you might be capable of with the right... inspiration...”
A wonderfully thrilling moment of anticipation passed between them. A long, giddy pause unbroken by word or action. Kalla simply smiled up at his would be lovers as Dra'le and Tal'Na stared down at him with almost expressionless looks. But he knew they wouldn't make the first move. And he was more than happy to take that step for them.
Slowly unclasping his hands and biting his lip Kalla reached out to his companions. They stiffened ever so slightly as he did but didn't pull away. Not even when his soft, delicate fingers brushed against their gloved hands. Though they could hardly feel his touch through their gauntlets knowing he was touching them and feeling the gentle pressure of his caress was all they needed. All they needed to suddenly gasp and tremble as if he'd embraced them in a passionate kiss. And when he guided both of their hands up to his beautifully blushing face any hope they had of control vanished entirely.
Gently coaxing both women into laying their hands upon his cheeks Kalla turned an even brighter shade of crimson. They needed no more help from him as their fingers trembled against his skin for the very first time but he didn't let his own hands fall away. Instead he simply covered theirs and trembled at the pleasure crashing through his body. It wasn't the explosive release of tension and anticipation he'd expected. Instead it was simple more fuel to the fire raging through him. Raging through both of them. Though it was a fire already raging out of control even by the time Dra'le and Tal'Na had the strength to tenderly caress his cheeks with their thumbs. But somehow it didn't truly turn into an inferno until Kalla pushed them just that little bit further beyond.
Dra'le's thumb drifted near his lips and he gave her a soft kiss at the very same moment he looked to Tal'Na with an expression of pure desire. And while both women were left trembling before him like so many others he simply said, “Take me...”
No two words had ever sounded sweeter to their ears. For all of a moment they were paralyzed by shock and indecision as an entire world of pleasure opened up before them. Then their bodies acted in ways their minds could only dream of and Kalla was swept off his feet with nary a moment's regret nor hesitation. Tal'Na picked him up as if he weighed no more than the flower tucked into his hair and her lips finally met his in a sudden, almost desperate swell of mind addled lust. He kissed her back with everything he had, throwing his arms around her shoulders and his legs around her waist. Their tongues intertwined an instant later, all restrain and caution disappearing from their bodies. Her mons mingled with his in a newfound burst of pure delight. His hands trailed through her intricately braided locks with an eagerness her fingers couldn't help but match while gliding across his back. And though Dra'le was left out of their pleasures for a moment she found a way to join their passion soon enough.
“Ohhhhh Gods!” She moaned, her breath hot against the nape of Kalla's neck as she brushed aside his golden tresses, “Why did we ever resist?!”
Though her partners couldn't begin to answer that simple question but none of them would've tried even if they could. Tal'Na was far too lost in the sweetness of his lips and the intoxicating taste of his tongue against her own. Kalla was far too lost in the warmth of both women flanking him and the soft, supple kiss Dra'le was planting upon his shoulder. Her lips pressed against his skin and an explosion of goosebumps erupted all across his body while shudders rippled through his muscles. She might've pulled away after a moment but the aftershocks of that simple touch continued to ripple through every last inch of his body long after. And her lips returned well before he was done basking in her joining them. The warmth of her breath sent a moan erupting from his throat as he withdrew from Tal'Na a moment later. Dra'le kissed a little higher up his shoulder, just barely teasing his neck and sending oh so many more quivers ravishing his body. Yet before he could look to the woman behind him the woman holding him aloft stole his attention once more.
The kiss he'd so selfishly ended resumed anew while Dra'le slowly worked her way down his trembling back. Every time her lips marked his body he felt another gust of her breath and every time she withdrew he was left aching for her return. And when her hands finally caressed his supple figure the same as Tal'Na's the pleasure was nothing short of exquisite! A wild shudder spread through him as his body reflexively grinded against both of the gorgeous women to either side. All the while a messy little font of ecstasy erupted from his cock as it was pressed tightly against her belly. Yet no matter how amazing Dra'le's hands felt cupping his plump, jiggling cheeks nothing could match the ecstasy that was her breath against his tightly quivering entrance. Nor even the sound of her kneeling behind him as she lowered herself.
Instinctively trying to pull away from his first lover to look back at his second Kalla was denied that simple reaction as Tal'Na pulled him in even more. Her hand clutched the back of his head and she all but smothered him in a swell of truly all consuming passion. One he couldn't help but share as her counterpart leaned in between his cheeks. Her beautifully dexterous, and unexpectedly long, tongue slid into his puffy oval and immediately strained against his innermost walls. Immediately pushed him open and stretched him out with far, far more strength than he could've imagined. Enough to send Kalla almost instantly careening down into an even deeper pit of mindless ecstasy.
His desperate moan fill the air and his entire body shook like he'd been lost naked in a blizzard. Dra'le pinned him against Tal'Na with a strength matched only by her gentleness and all the air was forced out of his chest. Or maybe he simply didn't have time to draw breath again? It was impossible to say and utterly pointless to wonder about. Especially when he could simply drown in the toe curling ecstasy of finding himself at both their mercy after so, so long.
“Deeper!” Kalla whimpered, burying his face in Tal'Na's chest for just a moment as he writhed and squirmed against both women, “D-Deeper!”
Dra'le's sloppy tongue and the wet, increasingly messy sounds of her absolutely slobbering over every last inch of his entrance was all the response he needed. But hearing Tal'Na laugh and say, “Now where've we heard that before?” wasn't unwelcome either.
“You'll be hearing it far more after today!” He promised.
Lifting his head to look into her eyes he wrapped her up in another kiss only for Tal'Na to pull away instead, if only to teasingly reply, “Why don't we see how you handle us first? The last lover we shared could hardly keep—”
Whatever else she might've send disappeared into a moan as Kalla lunged in for another kiss. Fueled as much by her words as the tongue plunging deep inside his ass and teasing his very sanity away he couldn't have resisted a moment longer. Just as he couldn't resist bucking and grinding and squirming against both women as much as he could. Or as much as they would allow him.
More helpless and at their mercy than he'd ever been with anyone in a very long time Kalla could hardly move or do much of anything. His body still quivered and reacted like he would've with any of his countless lovers but neither Tal'Na nor Dra'le gave him any room to do more than squirm between them. Especially as the moments trickled by one after another and Dra'le's passion only continued to grow ever more inflamed. Within a minute or two of her sloppily frantic efforts he truly couldn't fathom how she was able to work her tongue so skillfully and with such strength.
Ravishing his inner walls and stretching his madly quivering ring to the very brink over and over and over again she was nothing short of relentless in her assault. A constant, madcap frenzy of pure unpredictability. There was no predicting where her tongue might go next or how she might assail some other part of his wickedly sensitive body and even the tight trembling of her fingers against and all around his cheeks felt incredible. All the more so with her companion still keeping him locked in a kiss he could scarcely even reciprocate after a while. Not that she seemed to care. Much like her fellow Tal'Na was more than happy to continue her ministrations unabated. No matter how fast it pushed him towards the edge.
If anything all his breathless squealing and convulsive shuddering only seemed to fan the flames of her desperately enthusiasm. The harder he shook the harder she tormented him, pushing back against his madly bucking hips with greater and greater force. So much force she was pushing him up and into Tal'Na with a truly intoxicating strength. And every time she relented for just a moment, often to catch her breath or tease him with the prospect of more ecstasy, his cock rubbed against the cold metal contours of the woman holding him aloft. Kalla certainly would've preferred her soft, ashen black skin but he was in no position to complain about the rigid mail he grinded against instead. A small part of him even enjoyed the disarmingly chilly sensation against his burning skin. Just as he enjoyed their gloved fingers groping and fondling him with just that tiniest bit of separation. Just enough distance to leave him aching for even more.
Of course there was almost nothing he didn't love about what they were doing. Nor how long they continued to do it. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine both women would take such a liking to foreplay! He'd always imagined they'd simply split him open and breed him until he was left unconscious and drenched in their warmth. Getting to bask in a truly heady build up to that inevitability was everything he could've wanted and more!
“Oh Gods!” He cried out, throwing his head back and moaning to the heavens as he finally reached his limits after some five uninterrupted minutes of pure, sloppy bliss, “Ohhhhhh Gooooooodddsssssssss!”
Neither of his lovers slowed or abated in their frenzy. Tal'Na pulled him back into a ferocious kiss while Dra'le plunged her tongue into the depths of his ass and went utterly wild. All the while Kalla was left shuddering and spasming in fits of mindless ecstasy. Pleasure erupted through his body like a swirling storm of fire. It suffused every last inch of him and spread throughout all his senses. His earlier bliss was little more than a flickering candle beside the raging inferno crashing through him with each and every second. And somehow both of his lovers managed to continue their frenzied efforts despite how overcome he was.
Even in spite of the cum squirting from his cock to splatter across the warmth already dried across his chest and drip down onto both women in a messy cascade. Gooey rivulets of his arousal drenched Tal'Na's chest with every madcap spasm, streaking up her stomach and across her armor clad breasts again and again and again. Some droplets even managed to splash across their necks and paint their chins in a gooey reminder of just how utterly and unfathomably perverted he truly was. And yet for all the mess he made of them Kalla somehow didn't forget about Dra'le either! Though claiming he had any sort of choice in the matter as his cum trickled down onto her face was a silly notion. He'd lost every ounce of control left long ago. So long as he was pinned between them both nothing could possibly change that.
Or at least that's how he felt in the nearly minute long bout of madness that was his orgasm. Kalla had lost all sense of time, place, and self amidst his maelstrom of pure bliss and though his lovers undoubtedly made it all so much sweeter they couldn't delay his downturn forever. Something they even seemed to understand as their passions slowly cooled in time with his own. Dra'le's feverish tongue slowed in it's relentless assault while Tal'Na kissed him with an almost tender embrace while he gradually came to slump against them both.
Eventually both women pulled away entirely, Dra'le rising to her feet while Tal'Na continued to hold him aloft. Kalla was too lost in the afterglow of his bliss to really think about what either was doing but he could still sense them looking at one another. And he could all but hear their unspoken back and forth even with his eyes closed and his head buried in Tal'Na's chest.
“I only need a minute...” He panted. His voice was already hoarse and throaty after the utter relief of finally coaxing them both into ravishing him, “Two... at the very most... I hardly expected this... so soon....”
“We can wait that long.” Dra'le stated.
“We can wait as long as you need.” Tal'Na remarked.
Hearing the strain and borderline frustration in their voices sent a smile spreading across Kalla's face even as he said, “Good... that's very good...”
A lone rider upon a familiar dappled horse approached the innermost gates and the guards standing outside it didn't so much as miss a beat, “Welcome home Master Tellan!” they said in unison.
“Thank you.”
Riding past them with a curt nod the aged, imperious master of the house made his way to the stable to leave his weary horse with the first stable boy he spotted. As soon as he was on his own two feet again he set off for his manse at a brisk pace. Though before he could even reach the great front doors they swung open and several of his servants greeted him with food and drink.
“Welcome home Master Tellan!” His lifelong butler exclaimed, “I see you made even better time than you expected.”
“I did. And I plan to use every moment of it relaxing. My journey to the capitol proved far more taxing than I imagined. It seems you were right again.”
“I shall do my best to refrain from gloating.”
“See that you do.” Master Tellan remarked, draining the cup of wine he was offered and smiling at his butler for a moment. He took a few bites of the sumptuous little cake another servant was offering while walking into his home, everyone else following behind, “Where is my son?”
“I believe he went to the garden to tend his blooms.” The butler replied, falling in step alongside his mater.
“I see he still values his flowers over his father.”
“I'm certain there's no greater meaning behind his actions sir. Certainly not any you should find yourself worrying about. Master Kalla undoubtedly lost track of time. You and I both know how easily lost he can be when tending his garden!”
“We certainly do. I trust he at least brought his bodyguards with him again? Those gardens would be an excellent place to ambush him.”
“I'm told they were shadowing his every step.”
“Good.”
Finishing his cake and enjoying a hank of salted pork Master Tellan started walking towards the stairs leading up to his bedroom only to pause for a moment. “Sir?” his butler asked.
“I think I'll visit Kalla in the garden.” He decided aloud, “Perhaps I'll let him explain the difference between Dwarven and Elven lilies... he should enjoy that.”
“He would indeed sir, though I'd recommend at least changing out of your riding clothes first. Else we'll never wash out the stains of the road.”
Looking down at himself for a moment and chuckling Master Tellan devoured the last of his pork and wiped his hands on a napkin provided to him, grinning at his butler as he said, “Very well, but if you or anyone else see Kalla leaving delay him as long as you can. I shouldn't need more than a few minutes to change.”
“Very well sir, though I suspect we'll have little need for such tactics."
“What about lubrication? Surely you'll need something before—”
“Slide that fat cock inside me right this moment!” Kalla moaned, teasingly grinding against Dra'le's swollen tip as she held him aloft, “Stop worrying about my well being and ravish me like you've wanted to for all these years!”
“But what if—”
Her words were interrupted by a sudden, wild kiss as he pulled her against him. Her fingers tightened against his plump ass as she instinctively crushed him against her bare chest while her prick absolutely throbbed against his entrance. Both of them moaned in utter delight while Tal'Na watched and gleefully stroked her own length. All three of them were naked as could be and basking in the cool shade of a towering willow in the heart of his gardens. Nobody was quite sure how they'd actually gotten there but none of them had a chance to really worry about logistics. Not when they were finally on the cusp of breaking their oaths and enjoying the most tantalizing forbidden fruit imaginable. And certainly not when Kalla was so eager for them to enjoy him he was almost beside himself with delight. The look he gave Dra'le when they finally broke apart was nothing short of wild and when he spoke a moment after his voice was more giddy than anything they'd ever heard.
“Don't worry about lubrication. That won't be an issue. It will never be an issue. Focus entirely on doing what you should've done the very first day you were hired by my father. What we could've been doing for years and years if not for you silly little notions of—”
Dra'le's cock plunged into his ass with a sudden, almost ferocious stroke, cutting Kalla short as he was left staring down at her in a state of open mouthed delight. Her massive, swollen top and more than a third of her gorgeously thick shaft disappeared into him without so much as a moment's warning. In the blink of an eye he was stretched around her length and feeling her warmth erupting into his body as countless jets erupted across his inner walls. Even the simple joy of basking in her precum was enough to send shudders rippling through every inch of his body! And the ecstasy of her pushing even deeper inside him as soon as she'd finished groaning at the tightness of his entrance was even better. So much better he finally managed to find his voice again.
“Finallyyyyyyyy!” He squealed, his voice echoing across the garden as he beamed down at her, “Gods I've waited soooooooo long!”
Responding with the only answer that made any sense at all Dra'le slammed the remainder of her cock inside his ass. All but splitting him open in the most tantalizing ways she plunged him down onto her length and let out an animalistic groan as her entire prick vanished into his guts. Words couldn't describe the pleasure she felt as he trembled around her. The relief of finally enjoying something other than her own palms after countless months. And she even had enough sense to marvel at the strange, almost gooey slickness coating his innermost walls. A slickness she herself added to but most certainly hadn't created outright.
“H-How is this possible?” She moaned.
“A very, very expensive enchantment!” Kalla moaned, “And one that's paid for itself a thousand times over!”
“Gods... You truly are a Succubus made flesh!”
“Is that what they say about me?” He giggled, looking at Dra'le for a moment before glancing back at Tal'Na, “I'm flattered!”
Both women laughed but while the one standing behind him could only continue to watch the one already enjoying his body was almost compelled to start moving. Even if she'd wanted to hold herself back or take things slow she knew better. Knew what Kalla wanted as surely as she knew her own pleasure addled mind. But even more importantly she knew how much of an unabashed, unimaginably slut he truly was. So without an ounce of hesitation she lifted him up her cock and slammed him right back down again the moment he reached her tip. And before he could even moan at the pleasure of being split open by one of the biggest dicks he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing Dra'le was absolutely ravishing him in a nonstop, downright mindless frenzy. Her massive balls slapped against his ass in a thunderous cacophony as her small, perky breasts heaved and jiggled with every ragged breath she sucked in. Their lips met after a few strokes and their tongues coiled around one another as tightly as Kalla wrapped himself around her broad, muscular frame.
Warmth squirted out of his cock with almost every thrust, both of them soaked in his arousal after less than a minute of Dra'le's uninterrupted frenzy. Gooey strands of churned up arousal connected their sweaty bodies as he bounced up and down her length while creamy jets of her ecstasy started leaking from his depths. Forced out by the convulsive spasms tearing through his muscles he drenched her wildly flopping sack in her own juices only for her to endlessly pump him full of more. So much more his body couldn't possibly keep up! No matter how hard it might've spasmed or how tightly his innermost walls clenched around her gorgeously thick cock. And the longer he was impaled upon her prick the harder she moved. The harder she flooded his body with all her pent up delight, hurtling towards an explosive all her own.
Of course the closer she drew to that desperately needed release the more ferociously she hammered away at his tight, plump body. Pounding into him, and pounding him onto her, like a carpenter with the most stubborn nail in existence Dra'le was almost unhinged. She'd never reveled in her own lust the way she did with Kalla. And she'd never wanted more desperately to go even further. To make up for all the hours upon hours he tormented them with his body.
“F-Faster!” Kalla moaned, his nails scraping across his lover's back as he slumped against her, “D-D-Don't you dare s-stop!”
“You heard our master,” Tal'Na laughed, “He doesn't want you to stop!”
“Good!”
Growling that single word like the beast she'd become Dra'le couldn't have held back even if she'd wanted to. After the hours upon hours spent fantasizing about those very moments she was entirely lost to her ecstasy. And utterly enamored with the unbroken pleasure cascading through her body with each and every thrust.
And yet for all the ecstasy flooding her senses and all the thrills of absolutely ravishing her mewling slut of a lover Dra'le couldn't finish anywhere near as fast as she wanted. She might've hurtled towards her desperate release with an abandon that would've been suicidal in any other circumstance but that wasn't enough. Not to overcome the countless times she'd pleasured herself before returning to Kalla's service. Instead she was 'forced' to endure the toe curling ecstasy of his inner walls tightening and trembling around her for minutes on end.
But after more than ten minutes of almost nonstop thrusting she was still hovering at the edge of her bliss and unable to fall over. Still endlessly chasing that intoxicating high to no avail. But she was too addled by lust and overwhelmed by her baser instincts to think about trying anything different. She couldn't really think at all and as long as she had a tight little asshole wrapped so snugly around every last inch of her cock she could only continue thrusting away with all the same relentless ferocity. Even when she slowed down to catch her breath and recuperate for little more than a few seconds Dra'le didn't have time to form a coherent thought. She was far, far too busy eagerly awaiting her next chance to start pounding his quivering little hole all over again.
A desire her lifelong companion shared in droves as she watched them together, desperately stroking her precum slathered cock and awaiting her chance with his ass. Though as the minutes wore on and it seemed less and less likely she'd have a taste of his tight little entrance Tal'Na inevitably let her own feral instincts take over, “Push him back!” She groaned, approaching the two and laying a hand on Kalla's shoulder, “At least let me put his mouth to work while I wait!”
“W-Why w-w-wait?” Kalla moaned, unable to look back at her but smiling all the same.
Dra'le's entire body stiffened at those words while Tal'Na froze, breathlessly asking, “You don't mean—a-are you certain that's—”
“I want b-both of-of you! He whined, “I-I-I want both of you r-right now! S-Stop talking a-and start splitting me-me in half! Th-That's an order!”
Both women locked eyes as the trembling slut between them continued to squirm and moan, breathing more heavily than ever as he offered himself to them. After all of a second or two Tal'Na guided her swollen tip to his already overstuffed entrance and whispered, “As you wish Master...”
A heartbeat later Kalla was wailing like a banshee and clawing at Dra'le's back like some feral beast as his already widely stretched, borderline ruined entrance was pushed open even further. Screaming until there wasn't so much as a scrap of air left in his lungs he never even had a chance to take another full breath. Not when that sweetly unbearable pressure of Tal'Na's cock pushing inside him finally gave way and his well trained, thoroughly fucked ring finally parted. His puffy little oval of an asshole opened around the second prick trying to push inside him and the first few inches of her length glided deep into his guts. Suddenly he wasn't the only one making the most indecently animalistic sounds imaginable. Dra'le groaned in ecstasy as the familiar pleasure of her friend's cock rubbing against her own joined the ecstasy of Kalla's rapidly tightening ass. Tal'Na moaned in ecstasy as her shaft was gripped by the tightest little hole she'd ever felt in her life.
And all three of them continued to squeal and pant and groan with every single centimeter she pushed inside him. There was no telling how long it actually took for her to bury her turgid length inside his poor little hole. But whether it was minutes, hours, or even days they basked in every last moment with a sheer, mindless abandon. Tal'Na's very first stroke positively ruined the three of them even before she'd finally stopped.
By the time she was balls deep in his ass and both women were flooding his depths with their warmth Kalla was so completely beyond sense he was hardly even conscious. Between the abject thrill of taking them both at once and the truly unfathomable pressure of their cocks straining against his inner walls he was too broken to function. Too overcome by his lust and lost in his own adoration to react with anything beyond as many screams as he could let out. His entrance was stretched wider than anything he'd ever dreamed of and the two hadn't even started moving yet! If there'd been any coherent thought left in his mind he might've worried about what would happen when the did!
Instead he was left to find out first hand as Dra'le suddenly withdrew while Tal'Na remained exactly where she was. Pulling out almost as quickly as she had before her friend joined them she sent a flood of ecstasy crashing through all three of them. Torrents of precum and his mysteriously magical lube squirted out of his ass before she'd even returned to his entrance. And by the time she had both women were struggling to stay on their feet. Kalla slumped back against Tal'Na as her counterpart prepared to slam back inside of him, wrapping an arm around her and holding on for dear life as he waited for whatever might come next. Never once did he think they might both ravish him. Nor did he so much as comprehend the look they gave one another. The same look they'd shared the last time they enjoyed a lover together.
Gliding out of his depths at the same moment Dra'le plunged back inside Tal'Na withdrew in a similarly wild frenzy. Her wildly pulsing tip nearly slipped right out of his ruined entrance before she managed to regain control and lurch back inside him. Just as her companion was retreating all over again. And both of them immediately launched into the same truly madcap frenzy. They didn't care how thick their cocks were or how unbelievably overwhelmed the slut between them must've been. Nor if Kalla was even capable of bearing the ferocious brunt of their efforts. Like the most depraved Succubi fresh from the deepest pits of the Abyss they immediately launched into a devastating barrage of unrelenting thrusts. Bouncing him up and down their cocks as they took turns plunging in and out of his precum slathered depths both women used him like a toy. As roughly and enthusiastically as possible. No part of them could even comprehend the notion of holding back just as no part of him could fathom anything beyond the unimaginable ecstasy ripping through his body.
Almost instantly succumbing to their bestial efforts Kalla erupted into fits of shuddering ecstasy before they'd even reached their peak. Jets of arousal squirted from his cock as he convulsed against and between the women responsible for his madness. Desperately scrambling to hold on to them both he gritted his teeth and bucked his hips and unleashed the most guttural sounds imaginable. A fountain of their precum gushed from her his depths as his body contracted around their cocks. All the while his eyes disappeared into the back of his head and he bared his teeth like some cornered animal.
Which only encouraged them to keep going, their own bodies awash in pleasure and their minds left to drown in a churning sea of anticipation and excitement. Especially as Kalla soaked Dra'le's chest in streaks of warmth, some even reaching high enough to splash across her cheeks and glaze her lips. And the taste of his surprisingly sweet arousal only pushed her that much further down into the same kind madness he was losing himself to. A madness Tal'Na was quickly being overwhelmed by right alongside them both. Aided by her friend's madly pumping cock, their plaything's tightly quivering asshole, and the minutes she spent waiting for her chance to join she didn't have any trouble careening down the same spiral.
Less than a minute after their pleasure addled frenzy started all three were left fueling one another in the most desperately animalistic ways imaginable. Every slightest thrust or quiver added just a little bit more to the inferno raging between them. Even the aftershocks of those moments managed to completely ravish them.
Every waking moment seemed to stretch on for an eternity as they utterly broke him. Even after he'd stopped squirting all over Dra'le, leaving her utterly drenched in his seed after a mind shattering orgasm, he was still wracked with surges of pleasure every bit as strong as any climax. Perhaps even a little stronger. With both women hammering away at his most sensitive places and all but taking turns as they did he couldn't begin to come down from his ecstasy. To settle into a familiar afterglow or much of anything beyond that same, unending ferocity. There was no end to the madness and no end to his mind shattering pleasure as he was overcome by it a thousand times a second. Each and every moment he remained conscious was another beset by the most maddening bliss he'd ever known and somehow that unimaginable inferno only continued to rage on and on. Continued to grow in the most wonderfully maddening ways.
Only the slightest bit less overwhelmed than the drooling, pleasure addled slut between them Tal'Na and Dra'le were doing everything in their power to catch up. And to so completely break Kalla he'd never be able to live without their affections again. Or indeed function as anything more than a plaything to be shared between them. It was the only coherent thought or conscious desire left in either of their minds and all they could think about as they continued to ravish him. As they pushed themselves and one another towards an all consuming flood of ecstasy while the world around them simply faded into nothingness.
Master Tellan emerged from his room in a fresh set of finery and his butler in tow, walking down to the ground floor and asking, “I trust my son hasn't left his gardens?”
“No sir. I'm told he's remained there for quite some time. Longer than usual even.”
“Is that so?” Brow furrowing as his not entirely unjustified paranoia surged to the forefront of his mind he quickly asked, “And you said he brought Tal'Na and Dra'le with him? You're certain of that?”
“I am sir. Countless servants saw them together. All of the cooks, several scullery maids, the stable master, at least one of the guards keeping watch just outside the rear entrance and several others I've yet to even name. Master Kalla is well protected sir.”
As if on cue a desperate, almost pained cry rent the air not two seconds after Master Tellan emerged into from his manse. There was no telling who uttered the long, terrifying wail and he didn't waste any time attempting to guess. Marshaling as many guards as he could he set off immediately into the overgrown maze of plants keeping his son from him.
Sprinting down the path as fast as his feet could carrying him Master Tellan listened to what was certainly his son crying out in agony. With blade in hand and sweat beading upon his brow he and near a dozen men and women charged into the very heart of the gardens. Screams and whimpers continued to fill the air with every passing moment and yet he could run no faster. Could navigate the endless walkways and circuitous routes no faster. Only the ever louder shrieks of what was certainly his only child bleeding to death at the end of some assassin's blade guided him forward.
“We're nearly there sir!” His butler panted, “They should be just around this next bend!”
“Ready yourselves!” Master Tellan shouted, “Protect my son at all—”
Instead of a gut wrenching scene of carnage and blood all fourteen members of the would be rescue party were met with the most depraved spectacle imaginable. All fourteen members were utterly overwhelmed by the sight of Kalla writhing and convulsing between his bodyguards as Tal'Na and Dra'le split him in half with their cocks. As fountains of cum exploded from his ass with every single spasm to rip through their bodies.
Torrents upon torrents of jizz erupted from his shuddering hole, the throbbing pricks embedded so deep inside him pulsing and throbbing before every new eruption. All the while the women meant to be guarding him were instead pinning him between their bodies as they gasped and moaned and clung to their ward in utter desperation. Yet no matter how violently they might've reacted nothing could possibly compare to the madness that was Kalla's reaction. To the convulsive spasms and pure, abject bliss coursing through his frantically twitching limbs as he was overwhelmed by them. With sweat soaking his body and his hair plastered to his face he was scarcely even recognizable!
Naught but the whites of his eyes were visible as he threw his head back against Tal'Na, his girlish yet guttural screams filling the air while he squirted all over Dra'le. Goosebumps dotted his ivory skin while every last one of his muscles seemed to tremble and contract all at once. Neither of the women holding him up and pressing him between them even moved and yet the convulsions spreading through his body in constant, surging waves were truly overwhelmed. He clawed at them both in fits of desperation so carnal and desperate many of the guards watching looked away, unable to bear the intimacy and depravity unfolding before their eyes. Even the ones who'd seen a far, far lesser version of that same ecstasy struggled to witness such a raw, unabashed display of pleasure. One by one every single member of the rescue party looked away while he continued to writhe and shudder.
And none of them had the strength to look back even after the final, unmistakably climactic moan spilled from Kalla's lips and he collapsed against the women flanking him, “By the Gods...” His father groaned, “How many times must we endure these antics?”
M-Master Tellan!” Dra'le and Tal'Na gasped in unison.
They tried to pull their cocks from his son's asshole but faltered as Kalla trembled around them, shudders rippling through their muscles as another jet of cum gushed out of his body, “W-W-Welcome back father...” Kalla moaned, unable to so much as turn his head as he lay slumped against Tal'Na, “I tr-trust your... y-your journey was... fruitful?”