Back to Ul'dah

On the short trek from Black brush to the gates of Ul'dah the miqote hands had taken over and M'neisa had been enduring the clawed hands attentions. they were more interested in eliciting yelps and shrieks from her than filling its hands with her flesh, taking to tracing lazy patterns over every inch of her hidden body with single claws, pinching her painfully stiff nipples between two claws and pinching down until she whined for them to stop. She confused more than one tired merchant travelling along the road from the markets with her reactions.

She arrived at the gates at last and steeled herself for the short but likely crowded walk back to her home. The constant teasing and testing of the hands left her panting and trembling. Her shorts were soaked through of her essence, her thighs too as it dripped down her legs. She let out an aggravated growl and set off into the crowd.

It was closing time for the markets, most merchants had packed up their stalls and were heading home with their wares and earnings. The last remaining punters were hounding the late merchants for last minute deals and they rushed to and fro across the lane. Under the din of shouted haggling and packing up her unwanted companions decided to step up their game.

M'neisa froze mid stride, smack bang in the middle of the market lane. The large hands were back and their first act was to seize her the base of her tail. The clawed hands were currently occupied with tracing lines over her breasts and the moment the large hand took action they grabbed two handfuls of her tits. She gasped and held her breath, the remaining large hand traced down her belly, palm flat and wide. It reached the top of her shorts and pushed under, not stopping it pulled her shorts down until her slightly spread legs stopped them from falling below her knees.

"N-no please, not here. I-i'm nearly home." She whimpered as quietly as she could, heedless to her words the roe hand caressed her thigh on its way back up from her shorts before shifting to cup her sex directly. The massive hand completely covered her bare slit, the middle finger able to push back to brush over her rear hole teasingly. She let out a withering moan and tried to squeeze her legs together reflexivly, only causing her shorts to fall lower on her legs, just peeking below the mantle. The hand slid back rubbing over her before it crooked its middle finger, and prodded at her entrance.

Her breatch hitched, and she wiggled her bottom to try and dislodge the hand. "Aaahhn no please, let me get home and you can do what you want please!" The giant hand slid up her tail, caressing it from base to tip. M'neia's eyes crossed and her back arched as she was driven right up to the edge of climax before the hand came down on her ass with a loud spank. The impact made her stumble forward and her shorts fell from her legs. The roe hand scooped them up before anyone could notice and draped them over her bound hands. She continued stumbling forwards barely managing to put one foot in front of the other.

After a long and unsteady stumble through the back streets of the city, under constant teasing ****, she finally fell against her door. She faced the reality that she would need to grasp the door handle for it to recognise her unique aetheric signature and open. She turned her back to the door and whipped her head left and right, checking the lane for traffic. For now the coast was clear so she bent forward at the waist to reach with her bound arms.

She felt the giant hands clamp down on her ankles and a clawed one tangle into her hair. "Aaaaah! What are you!?" She shrieked as the hand pushed her head down, and down until she bent fully in half. The mantle that had been covering her fell around her head, blinding her completely and leaving her bare ass and chest open to the air. Her scream of rage was muffled by the cloth around her head, and the following yelp was too as the free clawed hand came down on her upturned ass with a harsh slap, then it dug its claws in and spread her cheek.

The cool night breeze across the wet flesh between her legs made her tense body shudder. She struggled against the hand holding her head down, her legs could barely move with her ankles held fast and her torso bent over double at the waist. The clawed hand let go of her ass and placed one digit under the base of her tail. M'neisa's breath hitched and the finger slowly dragged back, down between her buttocks, across her rear hole. Her tensed body squirmed and she let out a withering moan as the finger continued, slowly dragging across her damp flesh, between the lips of her sex, side to side to collect her essence, and finally stopping over her clit. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as the lone finger rubbed a single circle over her bud, pushing her over the edge. After the afternoons teasing and the helplessness of her position her squeal of orgasm echoed around the quiet street.

The hands held her in place while she rode out the climax, her legs shaking but unable to collapse with the hands fixing her position. As she came down her sensitive ears picked up the rapid stomp of iron boots and she began to panic. The guard must have heard her voice and intended to find out who would disturb the cities peace at this hour.

"Nnno! let me go! Let me in the damn house!" She shouted with her throat raw from screaming. The hand on her head let go, as the one at her rear dragged her bound hand to the door handle. She grasped it and felt the door recognise her. It unlocked and, as the hands at her ankles let go, she stumbled back through the half open door. She landed on her butt and scrabbled back as she saw one of the hands slam the door from the inside. She lay back on the hard stone floor and let out the breath she had been holding as the guards thundered past her door.