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As she went to speak the door pushed open to Triss’ surprise, there she saw Elena walk in holding her books nervously as always if not worse as she spoke, “Damian...” “Yes Elena!” he spoke sighing massaging his forehead, “I could... I could be your wife!” “Excuse me?” Triss spluttered in shock, “He killed your family, destroyed your town and **** you!” Elena nodded before saying, “He also looked after me for centuries, educated me greater than any elf could, freed me from obligations to my family and protected me from both advances and ****. He is virtually my stepfather” “Oh... but won’t that feel a bit weird, you know...” Elena shook her head before walking up to Triss spoke, “Your his first lover right?” “Yes and I regret my decision since!” Elena smiled before hugging the woman to Triss shook, Triss’ concerns were soon justified when there was a click around her neck and straining to be free felt the collar and chain resist against her, “Good... we have a kitten to play with...” “What?” and feeling an slap and then a knee Elena spoke, “And now you know why I am like him so much... we are both as bad as one another!”

Triss’ punishment was worse than she could have expected, she was expecting physical **** or mental **** but what elapsed was the gradual **** from Elena which progressed more until what was left was no longer human, Elena treated her as a pet and abused her to chemicals which not only eroded her mind but also made her more feral and wild until what was left was a human body decorated as a cat and a person who couldn’t speak only whine and purr, she could think for herself and with this now understood Damian was the safer option, Elena didn’t dare challenge him and Damian’s soft spot for her meant she gained some basic privileges. He fed her proper food instead of cat feed, allowed her to sleep on the bed, would wash her whilst Elena growled at the close contact, treated her medically and when Elena was away gave her the release she needed. He also would stop Elena when she went too far either using an excuse or straight up threatening her but all this soon changed with growing inside of her a child or as Elena regarded a “Kitten” but it later took an dark turn with Elena not being able to produce herself and instead of listening to reason of, “It could be our child, raised by us” sought to destroy what she could not have either by trying to poison Triss or worse than that “cut it out” full knowing of Triss’ condition but Triss managed to escape to the returning Damian, until one night she was caught in the act by Damian who losing his temper slammed the club down onto the woman’s head forcing the head to crack with every shot before throwing her off the balcony into “hells fire” she now joined her father as one of his prisoners in the afterlife.

What happened next was the change of heart by her once previous lover who offered Triss’ lodge sanctuary if they fixed her but also those who were their friends. Priscilla tried to rejog her memory with songs and to teach the woman to speak whilst the sorceresses realising the opportunity of freedom tried more “sensible” approaches but with weeks of endless attempts there was a breakthrough.

I sat there filling the endless reports of treatment to prisoners the boring stuff and fulfilling the latest order from the sorceresses and their extended friends what I always found ironic was the pure number and their reason it was either Geralt was on “the prowl” or the gods wanted them. Only a few had a “legitimate” reason these being Fringilla, Cerys and Margarita who saw their new home as a step up with minor improvements and peace was easily obtainable. Anna Henrietta and Philippa has freed their hand in marriage and teasing the fiery sorceress was my favourite pastime was tempted several times, Ciri wanted to be with her “family” whilst Priscilla enjoyed Damian’s appreciation for her work and the fact he kicked Dandelions lying ass but all these expected rooms and places to relax. However as I sat there writing away enjoyed the relief of Kiera leaning back on her knees sucking my cock until the doors opened and Ciri smiling cried out, “We did it, we did it. Triss is back” my eyes lit up as Kiera choked further down on my cock, “Tell her I will be a few minutes... I just have to finish this paperwork!” Ciri frowned before stating, “I can see Keira beneath the table... don’t have to lie!” “I’m not denying the fact she is but if I don’t finish these now I’ll never will. I want to come to your chamber to night and Fringilla’s shower...” she smirked before stating winking at Keira who got up, “Keira!?” “Finish up and we’ll have an surprise for you!” Keira teased and smiling I spoke, “Two for one... now that’s something I can agree to!” Ciri took her arm leading her away and rushing through the documents leapt off my chair to organise both them and the delivery’s to the rightful person before barging through the door mouth swung open.

In front stood the women naked looking at me watching my body especially my eyes stare at them, “Damian?!” Triss shrieked standing up rushing to me leapt into my arms head buried deep into her neck her chest squeezed against my arms, “Triss I’m soo sorry, I should have stopped her years back!” she shook gripped tighter as I looked over to see Ciri smiling in her bath next to Cerys who nervously looked away from her crush until she was pulled into the bath water next to Ciri; her lips locking with Cerys’ to my right Priscilla stood there in only her hat preparing to preform until my attentions were drawn to her, “I understand what happened and I thank you for seeking help and as a result I had a talk with the others and we agree well all apart for Yennefer who wanted you for herself...” I looked over to her seeing her a week smile before hearing, “You can choose one of us or all of us but tonight we are yours!” a smirk appeared on my face as I studied their bodies before stopping gripped Philippa’s waist kissing her as I whispered, “I wanted you for months but you refused me, then I want you Fringilla whilst we watch Yennefer fuck Triss’ sorry butt” Philippa smirked before turning to kiss me spoke, “Priscilla play for us.”