Just an incredibly powerful aphrodisiac

Oil? It took his mind quick some time to fully understand what the word meant, distracted by the feeling of the two women rubbing up against him, they had gotten down on their knees, almost the same height as him now that they were kneeling down. He was still grappling with the concept of oil when Mazoga began drizzling oil over his body, he let out a gasping moan at the slick feeling of the tingling fluid, loving the way it made his prickle in it's wake. He sighed, delightedly as the warm oil began to slip down his skin, leaving him shivering at the tingling sensation it left it's wake, he groaned even louder when he felt their hands rubbing the slick liquid into him, rough digits made smooth by the fluid coating them.

He moaned again as they worked his body with their hands, Mazoga at his back and Shelgak at his front, his form trembling, weight supported purely by their hands as their teasing fingers worked from top to bottom, leaving him numb with pleasure where they passed. His skin tingled as they slid their hands along his legs, massaging oil into every exposed inch, their hands strong and firm, showing just how much stronger they were than him, their pleasant touch making him quiver, something about just how powerless he was pressed between these two muscular women was driving him wild. Nyl loved it, and his enjoyment only grew as the two women continued to worship his body with their hands, his thoughts fading away from his mind, replaced by calm, soothing pleasure and gentle indulgence.

He was content to let the two women put their strong hands to work, they were like the hands of the Goddess, leaving pins and needles in their wake, he was tangentially aware that they were applying more oil than was strictly necessary to his body, it was practically overflowing from him, it was practically overflowing from him, but he found that he didn't care at all. He let out a soft needy moan as Shelgak moved her hands up over his hips, pointedly avoiding his crotch, even with his mind as delirious with pleasure as it was he knew that her touching his cock would be inappropriate, but that didn't stop his little prick from pulsing at the idea, wishing dreadfully to feel her touch on it.

He felt her hands gliding around on his belly, making him bite her lip, absolutely adoring the way they pushed and pulled so effectively, spreading around the indulgent amount of oil, making his skin grow slick it. The more they coated him in the oil, the more he breathed in the heavy incense, the more his mind seemed to fade away, the indulgent sensations dulling his normally sharp mind, making his thoughts blunted and slow, his common sense told him that what he was doing was shameless and terribly inappropriate with two women he had just met, but he felt nothing but pleasure as Shelgak ran her hands up his stomach to his chest, his breath coming quicker as he felt her approaching his nipples with a tauntingly slow speed.

As Shelgak teased his front, fingers dancing around his chest but never quite coming to press up against his achingly sensitive nipples, Mazoga worked furiously at kneading his ass, her fingers pushing into the soft cheeks and squeezing, making the gorgeous flesh bulge out between them. She pulled at each cheek, then pushing down with the heels of her palms into each voluptuous mound. Her aggressive massage had all but given up all pretense at ritual, instead groping his backside, playing around with each cheek and Nyl loved it all. Loved as the oil was worked thoroughly into his skin, saturating every single pore and available inch. He sighed as the Shaman put all of her attention into the task of sending his plump ass into wobbling fits, moaning pleasurably as each chubby cheek was mauled and squished underneath powerful fingers. Soft, eager moans left his lips, fully out of his control, rolling his hips backward, arching his back so that he could present his ass more eagerly to his would-be masseuse.

"You're doing so well, little elf." Shelgak leaned forward to whisper into his ear, her ample bosom pressing up against his face as she did so. "Such a good boy."

Nyl was barely cognizant of being spoken to, his eyes opening to stare deeply into the bright yellow eyes of the Warchief in front of him, the agonizing heat of his body having reduced to a pleasurable warmth and he found himself watching drowsily as she lowered her hands, each one getting closer and closer to touching his nipples his breath catching in his throat at the idea of them being touched. A groan left his lips as Mazoga's strong hands spread his cheeks wide, one finger delving in between to press up against his tender rosebud.

"This next part we're going to have to spread the oil inside." Shelgak mentioned innocently, her wide yellow eyes far too distracting for Nyl to think of much else. "Would you like us to do that?"

"I-inside?" He asked weakly, voice full of confusion. His brows were knitted, drawn in and every last iota of brainpower he had left was struggling to focus on what was being said, but he really couldn't. Each touch against him was like fire, making his body feel so gloriously warm and he wanted so desperately to just submit to it - to stop thinking and indulge, why did they keep asking him confusing questions? It wasn't as if he needed his entire brain to tease out the meaning of her words, because the way Mazoga's fingers were rubbing up against his tight asshole, was making her intentions entirely clear.

Nyl should've been embarrassed, he knew that much. He should have screamed with indignation or yelled with shame, an Elf such as him being toyed with with such disrespect, but he just felt unbearably good. The way those adept fingers were teasing at his sphincter made him want more, and the feeling of warmth that buzzed through his chest had him moaning like a wanton slut. Every intelligent thought in his head was drowned out by a sea of lust and desire, each time he parted his lips to say something, one of the woman pressed insistently at a sensitive spot, Mazoga teasing at his ass or Shelgak so deliciously close to his nipples, forcing out another ecstatic groan.