Enough mischief for today

When Nameria and Malape returned to Lunnara's room they found a cumdrunk and snoring Myrce but no sign of the sorceress.

"Where is the mistress?" Asked a fearful Malape, once an strong and mean woman, now a weak and trembling thing.

"That we will learn in time" Said Nameria. Her demeanour was always so much commanding when Lunnara wasn't present. She looked to the bed, where Myrce's ass lied, a gaping hole looking up to the skies, surrounded by plump flesh and leaking its white nectar in gulping dosages. She pointed to it with a petulant gesture. "You know what to do, whore."

"Y... yes" She answered with a lowered head. She then proceded to to get on the bed to spread her daughter's buttocks and carefully eat the leaking cum, so that her mistress would find a clean bed. Meanwhile, Nameria just stood there and look at the calmed spectacle. The sweet song of the mother's tongue gave some peace to her troubled mind. I need to take control back from this horny bitch, but I must be patient, she must not think of me as a menace.

Right them, she heard the unmistakable sound of wings getting closer, and she kneel on the floor in preparation. When Lunnara came back to the room she found her in a praying position, meek and weak, ready to obey her, she even managed to imitate a slight trembling on her voice. Malape, on the other hand remained silent and on duty. She was smart enough not to address her mistress unless asked. "M... my lady Pendragon, we missed your presence."

"Oh, I'm sure of it, my red slut. How was that priest cock?"

"He is dead, as you commanded."

"That's not what I asked." Lunnara got closer, making her hips dance teasingly for her, her engorged cock dangling beautifully in response. "What I meant was how was it to suck an INFERIOR cock, how much did you miss the real deal as you did it? I may have let you starve a little to much lately, you must be getting your good withdrawal symptoms"

"Every second away from your touch brings us immeasurable longing"

"Is that so?" asked the she-elf with arched eyebrows.

"If you wish it, my holes would be honoured to show the real cock their gratitude."

The sorceress remained there for a time, looking back at her with narrowed eyes, until she finally gave her answer. "I'm afraid not. I'm a little tired right now, and your grotesque milkers do not help to reinvigorate my passion, nor does it your ugly red face."

"I'm..."

"Silence. I have entertained your voice long enough. Malape, dear."

"Yes, my lady?" Said the blonde peasant, lifting her head from her daughter's asshole.

"Get the fuck out of my bed. I wish to sleep in it."

"Yes, my lady."

Soon, Lunnara was tucked into the bed, finally resting after such a productive sleep and such anoying interruption by the dragon, with sweet Myrce sleeping by her side. The slut opened her eyes briefly, still a half way in the realm of dreams. "Mommy, is that you?"

"It is me, dear."

"I was having a good dream, mommy. You were fucking me." She got closer to her, searching for her nipples. Lunnara brought her hand to the girl's neck and choked her a little, just to see her fall asleep quietly and peacefully. She had no energy left for the painslut's voracity or her clinginess.

When she looked up, she found her two cows waiting for instructions. "Do you wish to sleep too?"

"That... would be nice, mistress." Said Malape.

"But you are servants, you must not get too accustomed to nice things. It would ruin your sense of duty. Nameria here spoke of her wish to have her holes gaped, so you will use your fist to do so... actually, I want you both to fist each other through the night, and I want you to go as deep as you can. In the morrow we will compare who got her arm deeper, and there would be rewards and punishments. Also... I better not find you asleep once I got up... that would be really really bad. Now, wish me good night, whores."

Their voices sounded in unison "Good night, mistress."