An uncomfortably friendly sorceress

After returning to the guild, earning a promotion, two levels, and some cash from the 'heroic' (you don't feel the need to argue) deed you just performed, the two of you get some rest for the remainder of the night before setting off back to your dungeon: after all, it's still a week until the ball and you don't have any other business in town. The return journey is peaceful, and you look forward to a decent helping of slacking off before your next major task. You have visions of lazing about for the rest of the day when a sickly-sweet voice pulls you out of your daydreaming.

"Oh, Azazel, Arialle, it's so nice to see you're back. It's been terribly boring without your company, and you know how I hate boredom." You gulp. Right, there's still one thing you need to arrange if you like being three-dimensional. Well, you'd best just get it over with: you politely acknowledge her before setting off to find the sisters. Ari gives you one last squeeze and then skips off to somewhere or other, no doubt planning to enjoy the same peace and quiet you were just robbed of.

Mariel is predictably in her favourite chair in the library, reading one of the new books from your recent acquisitions, while Seramiel is lazing about in her room. After gathering the two of them, you relay the basic situation and convey your regrets, emphasizing that your hands are tied on the matter. "Mariel, would you be willing to take care of it? Your sister and I could be there with you if you'd like." You give her a squeeze and she gives you a sad smile, looking wholly uncomfortable with the idea but not willing to say no.

"I'll do it. I was the first one you summoned anyways." Mission accomplished: luckily the older sister is incredibly predictable. "... but I wouldn't mind having Mary there, and if you were there too I guess it would be... okay." She bites her lip and blushes. The plan settled, you head to the witch's cabin and relay her the news.

"You want to what?" The witch looks furious at the suggestion that you attend, and the ground under your feet starts to rumble as you see her slowly closing her hand into a fist. Then, as suddenly as it started, the shaking stops; you look up to see a predatory grin now covering the sorceress' face. "Hmm, I suppose that could be... acceptable. But only on one condition: you and your pet will follow all of my orders while in the room."

"I can't ask Mariel to do anything with you and I won't take either sister's virginity, but other than that I can agree to your terms." Was this actually a good idea? You pride your skills, but you feel like you've more than met your match here and you feel a sinking feeling at whatever she has in store. Well, too late to back out now.

"But of course, my dear. I'll go tidy up: I expect to see the three of you here momentarily."

Not wanting to dig this hole any deeper, you rush to get the sisters, bring them upstairs, and tap the witch's door with so timidly that it's barely audible. After she doesn't respond, you **** yourself to knock properly, and the door creaks open. "Do come in!" a voice comes from another room in the surprisingly large cottage. The three of you walk through the main room, passing through the cozy living room and into the attached bedroom.

Your gaze is immediately caught by the witch's skin-tight black leather outfit, covering but emphasizing her form as it clings to her modest curves. You can't help but admire her small, perky breasts and her cascades of silver hair contrasting against her bluish-purple flesh and black outfit, and glance down to see that her outfit parts at the bottom to grant access to her dripping slit. Your cock stiffens at the sight, imagining plunging into her and claiming her as your own.

"Enjoying the sight of your mistress?" She laughs evilly. "Well, do take it all in, because looking is all you'll be allowed to do. Now strip, slaves." She steps over to the huge, gaudy bed, giving you a moment to admire her ass swaying until she sits down and spreads her legs. "Now." The three of you snap out of your trance and rush to shed your clothing. "Now, which one of you will be attending to your mistress' needs?" Sera gulps and steps forward, standing in front of the dark elven dominatrix, who slowly drinks in her form. "Mmmmm, delicious. Turn around." Sera complies, spinning around to let the elf fondle and ogle her rear, while you and Mariel stand rooted to your spots by the door. "What are you two waiting for? ****, attend to your underling's needs!" Her voice is demanding and lusty, with none of the seductive drawl you're accustomed to.

Mariel hesitates before you give her hand a squeeze, and she walks slowly to the bed, lying back so that her butt is right at the edge. As she does, you see the sorceress roughly grip Seramiel's shoulders and **** her to her knees, then push her head into the elf's crotch. "Mmm, good pet." Not wanting to be admonished again, you walk over to the other sister, lying down beside her and caressing her naked form as one of her hands wraps around your cock.

"And who said that you could get off, hmm?" You turn around to see the dark elf looking at you, grinning a sadistic grin at you, and groan as the soft hand retracts from your meat. You turn back to your partner, running your hands slowly down her stomach as you plant kisses all over her form, then slide to her mouth for a deep kiss. The two of you lose yourselves in the sensation as you slide a hand down to her slit and pump two fingers in and out as you kiss, almost forgetting about the dark elf currently dominating your other pet right beside you. The angel gives a lusty pout when you eventually break the kiss, but her gaze changes to needy anticipation as you slide down her body so that your mouth nearly touches her crotch. Your tongue traces short trails throughout her inner thighs as your hands work their way over her body, never quite reaching her most sensitive spots.

When you finally bring your tongue to her slit, the angel lets out an explosive moan and starts bucking her hips uncontrollably, completely drowning out the much less enthusiastic moans from the dominatrix. Suddenly, the witch's eyes meet yours in a sharp glare. "Get up." You rush to comply. "Slut, turn around so that your head faces the fiend." Suddenly, you feel the angel's warm breath on your crotch. "Fuck the whore's throat. You aren't allowed to cum." You look down at Mariel and see her give a small nod, so you step forward and start sliding into her mouth. You groan and shudder in pleasure as her tongue wraps around your cock while you sink deeper and deeper, eventually feeling her throat spasm around your tip. You pull back and then start a steady rhythm, hearing a gack, gack, gack sound as you push in and out. Once you feel yourself reaching climax, you pull out, leaving your lover's face a mess of saliva with her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Good pets. Turn around again, slut. Now, you said you just wouldn't make her service me or give her your virginity, right?" You nod in response. "Well, you deserve a reward for being such an obedient plaything for your mistress, and the whore needs punishment for not knowing her place. I want you to fuck her ass."

Mariel looks up at you with fear in your eyes, and you gradually lower yourself down on top of her, feeling how incredibly tense she is under you. You embrace her, running a hand up and down her back while you grope her butt with the other, and sink into another deep kiss. She melts into your embrace, and you feel her gradually relax in your arms. Suddenly, the tender moment is broken when the sorceress' voice reminds you of your orders. "I said fuck the slut's ass, not seduce her! Or do you need to be reminded of your place?"

Not wanting to anger her further, you stand up and move your thumb down to the angel's puckered back door, rubbing the area briefly before plunging inside and pumping in and out a few times. It makes a pop as you withdraw it, then she groans and tenses up as you quickly replace it with the tip of your cock and start gradually pushing into her incredibly tight hole. She grips you like a vise as you sink deeper and deeper, slowly relaxing as she gets used to the sensation. The feeling is incredible when you bottom out: you normally prefer the other entrance, but you don't do this nearly often enough. There's also a certain feeling of accomplishment at being lodged so deep inside this pure being.

Satisfied she's had time to get used to the sensation, you pull your hips back and then begin to pump back and forth in a steady rhythm. While the angel is still a bit stiff at first, after a few thrusts she starts moaning and pushing back into you at the sensation, raising up her butt and legs to give you better access. Taking the invitation, you take a thigh in each hand and use them to pull her even further on to your spear, thrusting in and out until your partner's moans once again drown out the elf.

"You can't be trusted to do anything right, can you, ****? Out." You reluctantly pull your cock out of the angel's tight passage, causing her to spasm in orgasm as your tip finally leaves its sheath. You feel a shock course through your erection as it's exposed to the air, painfully erect now that you've been denied release for the second time. "Let's try something different, slaves. I think this whore needs encouragement to do her job. So you, angel, will get under her and attend to her needs. And you, imp, will attend to her needs in turn. And make sure your mouths keep busy: I don't want to hear any more from either of you."

Mariel slowly gets up with a mortified look and walks over to the two women, lying on her back and gently sliding under her sibling's damp slit. Sera gives a slight shudder at the contact, but Mary simply lies motionless with a blush on her cheeks, unsure what she should do. However, the decision is made for her when you dive down into her own sex, causing her to moan in pleasure as your tongue snakes deep inside her. She remembers her orders not to make any noise, and silences herself by diving into the cunt offered to her in turn.

Soon, the scene devolves into an orgy of writhing flesh as the two angels enthusiastically eat out their partners, causing the dark elf's moans to start drowning out the other noises in the room at the sudden increase in enthusiasm between her legs. All three women suddenly freeze up and shudder simultaneously, filling the room with a chorus of cries as they climax.

"Mmm, that was positively delightful." You're almost glad to hear the sultry, sarcastic persona of the sorceress has returned. "I knew you had it in you, little one." She rubs Sera's head, which is still lodged between her legs. "You may go." The three of you stand up and start to dress, your erection still at full mast after the scene you witnessed and the release you were repeatedly denied. "I said out. Although I would love to have you back again in the future." Her eyes flick slightly over to you as she says this. It sounds like maybe your idea didn't turn out so badly after all: someone is clearly intrigued.

The three of you step outside, clothes in hand. "Well, ladies, shall we go wash off?" The next thing you know you're in the pool, lips mashing against Seramiel's as she rubs her ass against your cock and her sister licks along its length. You're disappointed to feel the kiss break until you hear a soft, breathy, nervous voice in your ear.

"Can... can I try what you did with Mary?" You grin, nod, and turn her around so that her back lies against her chest. Mariel smirks, briefly taking your cock into her throat before lining it up with her sister's puckered entrance. You slide slowly into her, her insides just as tight and warm as her sister's were, eliciting a small series of gasps and moans as she gets used to your length. You start pumping gradually in and out, feeling Mariel's tongue bathe your balls as you reshape her sister's insides. Then suddenly the sensation is gone, and you groan in protest until you hear a sudden gasp from the woman riding you. You look down to see that the missing tongue is now deep inside her cunt, and her ass clenches around you as she shudders in orgasm. The sensation combined with your denied release is too much, and you explode deep inside her, filling her bowels with your seed.

After a few moments to catch your breath, the three of you are seated at the edge of the pool, one angel in each of your arms. Your fingers slide gradually in and out of their pussies as two smooth hands gently caress your shaft. "You know, maybe having to visit the witch wasn't so bad after all." The sisters freeze with beet-red blushes plastering their cheeks, completely mortified. You burst out in laughter at the sight, and a moment later all three of you are chuckling as you reflect on the day's events.