Improved relations?

“Elara,” Bone commanded, his voice deep and booming, “Stand up.”

The look on Elara’s face was utter contempt, but she obeyed. Bone traced a finger along the lines of her tattoos, stepping behind her so Johanna could get a good look at her pacified friend.

“This stupid whore did most of the work for me,” Bone bragged, pausing to squeeze one of Elara’s firm breasts, “There’s crude magic worked into every inch of her flesh. For those possessing real power, it’s simple to rework the spells and take control of that very flesh. Back to your knees, Elara.”

Elara opened her mouth, but no sound escaped her throat. Her legs buckled, and she fell to her knees once more. Bone knelt down with her, pinching a nipple with one hand as his second moved to her hips. “Bend over, now, hands and knees,” He instructed, his intention becoming more clear, “And Johanna, get over here.”

Johanna realized that she’d simply been standing, stunned, as this whole scene unfolded, and she recollected her wits. “I don’t like this,” She said, although she approached as instructed, anyway.

As Elara bent over and assumed her instructed position, Bone’s hand moved away from her breast to beckon towards Johanna. “It’s a nonviolent solution, isn’t it? Besides, she’ll enjoy it, even if she doesn’t know it,” He caught Johanna’s wrist once she came in range, and pulled her down towards him, so that they were all on their knees on the jungle floor. “If you relax, you can enjoy it too, Stern.”

As her thigh brushed against Elara’s naked body, Johanna couldn’t help but feel the familiar heat of arousal beginning to stir within her. “That’s not the point, Bone. If she’s not in control of herself, it’s ****.”

Bone shrugged, pulling Johanna closer, so that she was pressed up against his side. “You’ve known from the start that I’m a pirate, a ****, a murderer, a thief, and more, love. Besides, this is the last step in… securing future relations, shall we say?” He stroked Elara’s hips and rear, “Once I release my seed within her, she’ll no longer be able to take violent actions against me. Ever. I’ll release the more restrictive enchantments at that point, too. Don’t you want that, Johanna? Don’t you want Elara and I to get along?”

Johanna looked down at Elara, on her hands and knees, with Bone’s thick erection now resting patiently on her ass. Johanna remembered the wounds Elara had given Bone yesterday, and the way that cock had felt last night. Was this really such a bad solution? “You won’t hurt her anymore, either, right Bone?”

Bone shrugged. “Sure. Now line my cock up with her hole, then give me a kiss while I fuck your friend.”

“Okay,” Johanna said, taking hold of Bone’s sizable manhood and lowering it down so that it was prodding at Elara’s tight lips. Johanna’s fingers probed carefully, and was surprised to find Elara’s juices were flowing quite freely, which made lubricating Bone’s cock fairly simple. A moment later, and she had the head of the beast properly aligned, and she turned her attention back to Bone’s face.

“Good job, slut,” Bone said, smiling and pulling Johanna closer.

“Thanks, Bone,” Johanna replied, automatically, without realizing that in doing so, she all but admitted to being his slut. But then, she was naked, pressing her lips to his as he slowly pushed his cock into her friend’s wet-but-unwilling pussy. If she wasn’t a slut, she certainly bore a striking resemblance to one.

Elara let out a moan of pleasure, and Bone fed his tongue into Johanna’s willing mouth. Maybe, Johanna thought, being his slut wasn’t so bad.