Meddling With Khalia’s Mind

“Wait, wait, my dearest love!” Beryl quickly grabs onto Krvavy’s hands, stopping them from moving up to Khalia’s face. “Ah’d like ta do my work before that, ahem, thing messes wit’ ‘er. Ya saw wha’ it did ta me, so ya must understand how turbulent it’ll make ‘er mind. Just let ‘er eyes open up on their own when Ah’m done.”

Krvavy frowns slightly but relents, as she supposes that Beryl has a point. “Go ahead whenever you’re ready then.” She says, sitting back on her knees.

“Aye, but Ah have one thing ta asks first: can ya get hard right now?”

“What? Why?” Krvavy questions.

“Well, when she opens ‘er eyes and gazes at ya this thing’ll make her twitch like crazy. If ya were inside o’ ‘er at the time it’d feel real good fer ya! Ah just thi–”

“No.” Krvavy quickly shuts the idea down. “I’m not going to use her like that.”

Beryl accepts that with a nod, though she does seem a little disappointed. “Apologies. Ah just thought Ah’d give ya the chance. Ya didn’t do tha’ wit’ me, and Ah doubt ya’ll want ta use it on other women, so...”

The elf leaves that hanging in the air for a moment, but Krvavy doesn’t change her mind.

“Alright. Ah’ll get on wit’ it.” Beryl says with a shrug, closing her eyes. A serene look forms on her face as she begins working her magic, her fingers gently kneading the sides of Khalia’s head. But that looks doesn’t last long, as her eyebrows quickly furrow and she clearly begins to concentrate.

After a few long minutes Khalia make a slight noise. “nnnhm.” It isn’t much, sounding more like a groan someone would make after being told to wake up when they don’t want to than anything else. But Beryl’s expression seems to lighten up, and her long elf ears wiggle happily, so it must be a good sign.

Khalia gradually makes more and more little noises as the minutes pass, though nothing seems to change. Her body remains limp, lying half in Beryl’s lap.

The tiny bit of hope that Krvavy had for this succeeding slowly fades away. The Greenskin woman reacted more to being fucked. Guess using Beast Magic was a–

Krvavy’s thoughts come to an abrupt halt, as Khalia’s eyes suddenly flutter open.

The soft amber orbs gaze at Krvavy for a few seconds, almost as if in shock. Her pupils quickly dilate and her whole body suddenly goes stiff, pushing back at Beryl. Her mouth flies open in a silent cry that lolls her tongue out into the air, and her hips begin to buck into the air.

Beryl smiles widely as she moves her hands off of the Greenskin’s head, moving them both down to Khalia’s breasts. The Elf gropes the Orc’s sizable tits while holding her body in place.

Khalia’s legs thrash around, repeatedly slamming them down into the stone ground. She might hurt herself doing that, so Krvavy pins them down in place. And while she is here, so close to her Orc, Krvavy might as well give Khalia the same treatment that she gave Beryl: pressing her hand against Khalia’s crotch to give the Orc something to buck and grind against.

Of course, Khalia is completely naked so it only takes a single lucky thrashing buck for a finger to slip inside of her. Feeling the burning heat and constant constricting convulsions around her finger kind of makes Krvavy regret not sticking her dick inside the Orc, but that might have been too much for Khalia. This is already pretty intense.

An immense amount of drool has spilled from Khalia’s mouth, almost flowing down her wide tongue and onto her breasts. Beryl is still kneading those glistening green mounds as the rising and falling of Khalia’s chest slows down and her body gradually stops convulsing.

“Ya can take it off now, if ya’d like.” Beryl states. “Yer little Orc looks like she needs a moment ta cool down.”

Krvavy simply nods as she grabs the key and turns Khalia over just enough to insert it into the back of the collar. With a soft click the metal collar bends, once more splitting into a rough U shape, open at the front. She can’t help but feel that this thing is incredibly unnatural. Well, she knows it is, but the fact that the keyhole seems to flow around and move so that it is directly above the spine is just unnerving...

Standing back up with the collar in hand, Krvavy turns back to the illusionary barrier. She quickly walks through it and into her private cave, putting the collar away as fast as she can. If only she could destroy it without having to worry about the evil thing exploding like a nuke...

Shaking her head, Krvavy heads back out towards Beryl and her Orc. Hopefully that worked and Khalia can function on her own again. She is actually rather nervous, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

Passing back out onto her loot-filled platform, Krvavy is immediately met with the sounds of moaning. But these moans are rather musical sounding and aren’t the slightly deeper ones that Khalia tends to make. Krvavy stepped away for less than a minute, so what is going on?

Beryl is sprawled back onto the ground, moaning out with Khalia’s head buried between her thighs. The Orc's firm green ass is raised up into the air, wiggling in Krvavy’s direction and showing off the glistening streams flowing down her legs. Well, at least Khalia is moving again.

“Oh, my dearest love~! Look~!” Beryl happily moans out as soon as she sees Krvavy. “It worked~! Oh~! Her tongue~...! Oh~! And those tusks~...!”

While Krvavy wasn’t really in the mood for anything sexual earlier, seeing the sheer need and hunger in her Orc is starting to change that. But this isn’t the place to start fucking, surrounded by sacks of foodstuff, the bags full of the silk bolts, and a couple weapons.

As soon as Krvavy takes a step forwards, Khalia’s head bolts up from between Beryl’s legs and turns towards the barbarian. Without any hesitation the Orc launches herself at Krvavy, colliding into her body and making Krvavy take a step back.

But Khalia isn’t being hostile or attacking her, as the Orc’s arms wrap around Krvavy’s shoulders. The Greenskin woman begins excitedly licking all across Krvavy’s face while grinding her whole body against the barbarian.

Beryl sighs out in disappointment as she is left alone on the ground. “She is real excitable.” the elf simply states.

“Uh, yeah...” Krvavy mutters out between the long licks across her face. Her Orc doesn’t seem like she’ll be stopping anytime soon, and Krvavy’s attempts to pry her off are completely unsuccessful. Khalia’s grip around her is just too tight, and pulling any harder might hurt her.

With a sigh Krvavy decides to fully bring Khalia into her arms, lifting her up off the ground to make this a little bit more comfortable. That seems to make the Orc happy, as her licking becomes even more excited and her whole body quivers in Krvavy’s grasp. “Can you stop already?”

“Ah don’t think we can communicate wit’ her, by the way.” Beryl points out. “She probably doesn’t understand the Common Tongue.”

“I don’t think that is the problem...” Krvavy grumbles out, getting increasingly annoyed at the constant slobbering spreading saliva across her face. “Alright, that’s enough!” She growls out, moving one hand up to grab onto Khalia’s hair and forcibly pull her head back.

The Orc winces and them whimpers sadly as her hair gets roughly pulled. She gazes at Krvavy with wide begging eyes.

Krvavy glances past her Orc and at Beryl, narrowing her eyes. “Are you sure that you couldn’t fry her brain? She sure is acting like you did.”

“What do ya mean?” The tanned elf confusedly replies. “She is up and movin’. Seems fine ta me.”

“She is overly excited to see me, jumped up at me and immediately started licking my face, and is now whimpering. That definitely doesn’t seem normal. Did you turn her into a dog?” Krvavy accuses.

Beryl simply shrugs. “Ah just woke her up. If she wants ta be yer puppy, then tha’ is on ‘er.” the elf nonchalantly replies, glancing down between Krvavy’s legs. “But she does seem a bit needy... Why don’t ya go take care o’ ‘er? Enjoy ya girl and give ‘er what she wants~!”

Krvavy opens her mouth to respond, but an extra sad whimpering sound from Khalia cuts her off. “Fine...” The barbarian grumbles out. “Just... make sure she didn’t leave a mess up here”

“Aye, Ah’ll do tha’. Now go and ‘ave some fun wit’ ‘er!” Beryl cheerily responds, glancing down between Krvavy’s legs to where Khalia’s firm rear is inadvertently grinding against the barbarian’s hardening rod.

With a sigh Krvavy turns and heads on down the path, pausing briefly at the living area. She would like to take Khalia here in the bedding, but Thea is still asleep. Krvavy enjoys teasing and playfully bullying the girl, not harassing or being cruel to her for no reason. No point in ruining her beauty sleep.

And so, Krvavy continues on, bringing Khalia down to the hot springs. The Orc woman is rather excited to be in Krvavy’s arms, even though the barbarian still has a firm grip on her hair to keep her from licking. But she is clearly getting impatient with this short walk, squirming more and more in Krvavy’s grip.

The two of them arrive in the hot spring before Khalia’s squirming can become a problem. Krvavy has a bit of trouble putting her Orc on the ground, as the Greenskin woman desperately wants to cling onto her. But with some effort she is able to pry the Orc off of her, though not for very long.

Khalia wraps her arms around Krvavy’s leg and nuzzles her face against the barbarian’s muscled thigh as Krvavy tries to get her to settle down a bit. The Orcs woollen hair brushes against Krvavy’s semi-hard cock, causing it to twitch.

That captures the Orc woman’s attention, and Krvavy doesn’t even have time to react before Khalia is on it, excitedly licking all across it with her wide tongue.

Krvavy bites back a moan as her hands begin to pet Khalia’s head, stroking the Orc’s hair and scritching at her scalp. The Orc woman is clearly inexperienced, at least in her current state, but she more than makes up for that in enthusiasm. Her warm tongue trails up the length of Krvavy’s shaft one moment, before abruptly heading down suckle a bit on the barbarian’s hefty sack, and suddenly going all the way back up to tease the tip and lap up Krvavy’s pre.

There is no pattern or apparent reason behind any of Khalia’s actions as she bounces around excitedly. But the Orc woman is being quite gentle and careful, her tusks only just slightly poking and glancing across Krvavy’s sensitive flesh despite her hectic movements. Beryl’s magic clearly worked to some degree, but how much of Khalia is there inside her head?

Krvavy is jolted from her thoughts as she feels Khalia’s plump lips wrap around the tip of her cock. A gentle bit of suction is all it takes to send Krvavy over the edge, gripping tightly onto the Orcs hair and forcing her mouth ever so slightly further down the shaft.

Spurt after spurt of thick cum fills Khalia’s mouth, and even with the Orc woman audibly gulping it down there is enough to puff her cheeks out.

Letting go of the Greenskin’s dark brown hair, Krvavy’s cock pops out from those plump lips and shoots a final rope across the eager Orcs face. Cum spills down Khalia’s chin and onto her breasts as she happily smiles with her mouth open and her tongue lolled out.

The sloppy sight reinvigorates Krvavy, causing her turgid rod to pulse uncomfortably as it goes back to full hardness. With hardly a thought in her head, Krvavy pushes her Orc back onto the warm stone ground and positions herself between Khalia’s legs.

The Orc woman is even more soaked than before, with a steady stream of juices flowing from her needy slit. The haze of lust creeps into Krvavy’s mind, pushing back all the aches and pains in her body.

Khalia whimpers out in need, wiggling her hips enticingly, and Krvavy snaps. She doesn’t care about losing control right now. She just wants to enjoy this green-skinned beauty in front of her. No, she needs to.

Krvavy’s hips suddenly slam forwards, penetrating as deeply as she can into the Orc woman in a single thrust.

Khalia’s eyes go wide as her body stiffens, her already tight tunnel squeezing down onto Krvavy’s cock. Guttural grunts and moans of pure pleasure escape out past the Orcs plump lips, as the Greenskin woman succumbs fully to Krvavy’s feral fucking.

The sheer aggression and **** behind every thrust seems to turn Khalia on even more, as the Orc woman moans out louder and is more vocal the harder Krvavy pounds into her. The two of them aren’t just fucking. This is something far more primal. Krvavy is breeding her Greenskin.

That thought pierces its way through the haze, but the barbarian doesn’t slow down in the slightest. In fact, it seems to spur her on even more. Just thinking about her Orcs taut green belly swelling up with her spawn sends Krvavy into a frenzy of fucking. Deep down she knows that is just a fantasy, as Beryl’s herbs will keep any accidents from happening, but in this state her lust-crazed mind focuses entirely on that most basic of desires.

Krvavy hardly even registers Khalia’s legs wrapping around her waist or the Orcs hips thrusting back up from the ground to meet her every thrust. Her lust-addled mind is focused entirely on breeding the Greenskin beneath her.

Without thinking about it, Krvavy’s hands find their way onto Khalia’s cum-covered breasts. Roughly kneading the firm green mounds draws even more moans from the Orc woman. Krvavy’s fingers dig into the unyielding flesh as Khalia’s hard nipples press into her palms. With all that extra stimulation helping to make Khalia’s orgasms blend together into one, it is only a matter of time before Krvavy reaches her limit once more.

Slamming down into Khalia, pressing her hips against the Orcs green skin, Krvavy groans out as she unloads into her needy puppy. Stars fill her vision and her limbs tingle with pricks of static as the pleasure overwhelms Krvavy’s mind. It feels like her body is going to keep cumming forever, trying desperately to breed this beautiful Orc.

It ends as abruptly as it began, leaving Krvavy panting over her glistening Greenskin.

Khalia’s unfocused eyes meet Krvavy’s own. Despite all that pleasure they shared, there is still a hungry need in the Orcs eyes. She wiggles her hips and tightens her folds around Krvavy’s softening cock, urging it back to hardness.

Despite the soreness setting in once more and the haze of lust fading away, the Orcs attempts to get Krvavy aroused once more work. Her precious little green-skinned puppy is almost challenging her, and Krvavy can’t just ignore that. She has to be able to satisfy her women.

Loudly exhaling through her nose, Krvavy pulls back from Khalia just enough to unlatch the Greenskin’s legs from her hips and roll the Orc over. Firmly grabbing onto Khalia’s hips, Krvavy pulls her ass up into the air and begins moving once more.

There isn’t much point at going slow after what they had just done, so Krvavy quickly picks up the speed. But unlike before she paces herself better, still using a lot of **** but aiming more to pleasure Khalia than herself.

Each thrust is accompanied by wet slurping and squelching as the cum filling the Orc woman gradually leaks out. The sound is like debauched music to Krvavy’s ears, as it is evidence of her having claimed this breedable Greenskin for herself.

“Nnnhhhhn~!” Khalia moans out, sounding like she is biting back some louder noise. “AARRHH~! AAAARRRAAAAAHHWOOOOOO~!”

The wolfish howl causes Krvavy to pause, which irritates her green-skinned mate. Khalia growls out and begins slamming her hips back against Krvavy, impaling herself of the thick rod. That snaps Krvavy out of her momentary confusion, resuming her forceful fucking.

“AAWAAAAH~!” Khalia cries out in pleasure. “AAARRWOOOO~!”

Krvavy is slightly concerned with the pleasured howling, as it seems like Khalia really is acting like a dog and isn’t just being weirdly affectionate... She really did a number on this poor Orc... But, Krvavy would be lying if she said that it didn’t turn her on a little bit. There is just something about coaxing those pleasured howls out, trying to get Khalia to be louder and louder...

Khalia continues howling out like a wolf as Krvavy pounds her from behind, pushing her hips back to meet every single thrust. She is as eager as she is loud. “AAARWOOOOOOOOO!”

With the amount of energy and enthusiasm that the Greenskin is displaying, it is only a matter of time until Krvavy once again approaches the edge. Slamming her hips down onto Khalia’s firm ass causes the Orc to growl out angrily, not liking that Krvavy has stopped. But that growl quickly turns into a howl of pleasure, as she feels the thick ropes spray across her insides.

Krvavy pulls back from the Orc, her thick cock making a wet plop sound as it is pulled free, causing a deluge of cum to spill free from Khalia. Sitting back on her heels, Krvavy hardly gets the chance to catch her breath before Khalia spins around and is on her once again.

Straddling Krvavy’s hips, the Greenskin woman begins grinding her cum covered body all across the barbarian’s front. A hand finds its way down between them and grips onto Krvavy’s softening cock, squeezing it greedily.

Khalia must have orgasms dozens, if not hundreds of times. And yet she still wants more.

The Orc woman’s teeth gently bite down onto the side of Krvavy’s tit, just hard enough to leave a mark. She impatiently forces Krvavy’s semi-hard cock back inside her used slit and begins to aggressively ride the barbarian, growling and howling out all the while. Guess that, in a way, this is payback for everything Krvavy has done to her.

Krvavy has made a monster. A beautiful, sex-obsessed monster.