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Chapter 9 by Ylad Ylad

Does he continue with the Ritual?

Of course he does, he can't wait to feel their fingers inside him

"It'll feel so good," Shelgak leaned forward to purr into his ear once more, teasing so close to his nipples, any closer and he knew that the pleasure would push him over the edge. "Don't you want to feel good?"

"T-that sounds nice..." He painted, his eyes glossing over.

"You'll let us make you feel good, then?" Shelgak grinned, the hungry smile of a predator ready to devour it's prey.

"O-okay." He breathed out in submission. He didn't quite know what was being asked of him, but as Mazoga pressed her finger against his backside with ever-increasing **** he knew that he had to have more of it. In his lust-addled state, he couldn't dream of saying no, his horny mind had long since taken the reins, rationalizing just how much he wanted this, how rude it would be to turn them down, he wouldn't want to start an incident, no it would be far easier to just let these two muscular women have their way with him. Far, far easier.

He was totally pliant to their touch as their hands began to work, Mazoga's hand pushed forward, a slight aching feeling as his asshole was spread wide open, one powerful finger being driven into his tight, clenching asshole. Nyl gasped with shock at being penetrated, a pleasurable moan ripped from his lips as his aching asshole was finally, blessedly filled. His hips shook, rolling gently to try and shove that stiff, firm finger deeper into his ass, it was almost as if he felt an itch deeper inside, he knew that if he could just get that finger slightly deeper then all this heat building inside of him would feel even better. Meanwhile, Shelgak's hands each found a sensitive nipple, digits trapping them skillfully between them, rubbing them back and forth roughly, making him cry out even louder at the rough treatment.

His body was **** into a lewd squat, his thighs spread, allowing Mazoga easy access to his asshole while he leant forward, body all but collapsed onto Shelgak's supporting form, hands wrapped around her neck as she toyed with his nipples. He found himself staring back up to her wide yellow eyes, staring down at him hungrily, once again he saw her lips and couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like pressed up against his, his pouting lips part, as if begging for a kiss. It doesn't take Shelgak long to pick up on what he wants, on what he desperately needs. Her lips coming down to capture his, her tongue quickly spreading his lips to plunder his mouth, his breath coming fast as she had her way with him, her tusks tickling up against his lips as she keeps their lips locked together.

Mazoga's skill with her fingers was incredible, that thick Orcish digit forcing it's way through his clenching hole felt just too good, so warm and ridged, each movement drawing out pathetic little whimpers into Shelgak's mouth as Mazoga twisted and turned it around inside him, stretching him out even more. His useless little prick throbbed and ached between his legs, pulsing with need every time that Mazoga got dangerously close to that burning sensitive spot inside him. It didn't take her long to find it, her fingers pressing and rubbing insistently at that tingling ball of need, sending warm crackles of pleasure flooding out throughout his body. He let out a shrill squeak, swallowed by the hungry mouth pressed to his, and his body gave out beneath him, his legs trembling, the two Orcs the only thing holding up his limp, twitching body. His dick jolted upwards, dribbling out a few clear drops of cum, some sliding down his meager length while most of them fell to the floor at his feet.

The two Orcs didn't seem satisfied to just milk one climax from their Elven companion though, Shelgak had one hand on the back of his head, forcing him into the deep needy kiss they were sharing, his tongue lolling from his mouth as she explored him eagerly with her own. Her other hand was skillfully teasing at his nipples, going back and forth between them, each touch making the mewling boy slut whimper into the kiss. Meanwhile Mazoga was happily introducing a second thick Orcish finger into his asshole, easily forcing it's way through his wriggling ring of muscle and into his aching butt, she let out a hum of appreciation, showing her approval at just how well he was taking her fingers. Two fingers now curled inside of him, nice and hard, and Nyl was sent into another gasping fit as his prostate was stroked with marvelous finesse.

Nyl moaned into the kiss as Mazoga pulled her hand back, slowly sliding out until just the tips of her fingers were left inside, his sphincter clenching at them desperately, unwilling to let go of the digits that were providing him so much pleasure. Luckily, the orc had no such plans, jamming her fingers back in, more forceful this time but no less skilled, effortlessly teasing out more needy gasps as she drove them back in, hitting his most sensitive spot with calculated grace, sending his hips bucking in pleasure, moving unconsciously, **** for more of the searing hot bliss that had filled him before. Shelgak continued toying with his nipples, each playful squeeze of that tender flesh flooding his chest with glee, his heart slamming against his rib-cage.

Bliss rocked Nyl's body as the two sexy Orcs had their way with him, turned into a limp wailing mess, his sounds were muffled by the Orcish mouth locking his in a lewd kiss, he started to shiver as the fingers in his ass effortlessly brought him to climax again, a pathetic dribble of cum leaking from his softening cock, but his orgasm didn't fade away, it went on and on, washing over him like crashing waves of pleasure, electric shocks lancing throughout his trembling limbs. His mind was blank, his eyes glazed over as pure rapture overtook his body, he was unprepared to deal with anything feeling quite this good, reduced to little more than animal instinct, his body moving instinctively, **** only to wring more pleasure from the two figures surrounding him.

Another Climax hit him hard, squealing again into Shelgak's eager waiting mouth as his insides clamped down around the two deliciously thick Orcish fingers invading his asshole, his pelvis rocking as his soft prick twitched weakly, his tiny balls achingly empty, no more pathetic dribbles of cum left to produced. Mazoga had succeeded in milking him dry, but he was cumming anyway, before this orgasm ended, another one was sent rocking through his lithe body, tightening up and sending him wailing into Shelgak's kiss, he came hard, over and over, eyes fully glossing over with the intensity of the climaxes rocking his body. But that wasn't close to the end of it, Mazoga's fingers continued to slam into him, curling up and sending him crying out in torturous pleasure every time they rubbed against his overly sensitive prostate.

It was far too much for the poor elf, his inexperience combined with the powerful aphrodisiac now soaking into his skin was simply too much for him to deal with, the shocking heat in his body leaving him completely limp and pliant for the finger-fucking he was receiving. Nyl squealed and moaned as the Orcs wrung a constant stream of dry, prostate orgasms from his body, his mind completely lost to the pleasure, leaving him limp, twitching and drooling, his eyes completely blank, his gaping hole sucking eagerly at the fingers that continued to pound into him. He was almost completely delirious as Mazoga added a third finger to his now sloppy hole, slamming each one as deep as she could in one thrust, sending Nyl shrieking and shuddering through his most intense orgasm yet, it seemed to go on forever, his body thrashing between the two Orcs, their larger forms the only thing holding him up.

This seemed to finally please them enough to let him down, laying a slumped and panting Nyl on the floor beneath them, drool trailing from the corners of his mouth. He was gasping for air, completely overwhelmed, his mind lost in a haze of bliss that was impossible to drag himself out of, looking every inch of the well-fucked whore that he was. He tried to rise - only to fall to his knees like a drunken mess, his body failing to follow along with the simplest of commands. He stared up at the two Orcs above him, lust thick in his eyes, the women suddenly so much more appealing to him, not that they hadn't been before, every inch of their strong, muscled frame looking like perfection to him.

"That's enough for now, we don't want to break him." Shelgak said to her companion in Orcish, Nyl's face went adorably cross-eyed though he was probably delirious enough to not understand them even had they spoken in Elvish. "Yet."

"Time for the next step of the Ritual." Mazoga agreed, this time in Elvish, both Orcs staring down hungrily at the limp Elven fuck-toy collapsed on the ground.

What's the next step?

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