Punishment and pleasure

"Sit down," Monaa said with authority as she pointed to her bed. Melinae obeyed, sitting down on the edge of the soft bed. Monaa knelt down and put her face level with the Night Elf's belly. "This might sting a little, but I'll promise it will be worth it," the mage said as she put her claw against Melinae's soft purple skin. Monaa applied a little bit of pressure until her needle-like nail pierced the skin.

A drop of black blood escaped from the puncture wound. Monaa slowly dragged her nail along the skin, causing a hair-thin wound to form in its wake. Melinae winced at the pain. Monaa hadn't lied. It did sting quite a bit. But she trusted her. If this was part of her punishment she would relish it. The change in mindset had an effect on her body as well as the pain was now accompanied by small bits of pleasure. A cute little moan escaped her lips.

"You're not supposed to enjoy this part. The pleasure comes after the pain," Monaa remarked. She looked up at Melinae and smirked. "Almost done now," she said. Monaa finished tracing the lines on Melinae's belly. Melinae looked down. It looked like some sort of arcane rune, but its purpose was still unknown. 'What had Monaa thought of now?,' Melinae thought.

"Are you ready?," Monaa asked. Melinae was unsure what she was supposed to be ready for for. So she just took a deep breath and nodded. Monaa placed her hand on the bloody sigil and said: "Inta Mercilu Dramasta". The lines on Melinae's belly started to glow as dark magic coursed through them. The wounds closed and a warm feeling spread through her abdomen. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, ready for whatever would happen But nothing did. Apart from the fuzzy warm feeling, nothing seemed to change.

"It... It didn't do anything?," Melinae said, opening her eyes and looking at Monaa in confusion. "Are you sure about that?," Monaa said. A devilish smile was on her face as she put her hand in the air. She put her thumb to her middle finger and snapped. Melinae's eyes rolled back in her head as fireworks exploded behind them. Her whole body trembled and shook as she experienced a powerful and instant orgasm.

Monaa watched in fascination as the Night Elf's pussy and puckered asshole pulsated. Black pussy juice sprayed from her corrupted cunt everytime her body spasmed. Monaa took the opportunity to get closer and catch as much of it with her body as possible. By the sixth spasm, her face was dripping with the delicious love juice. She had managed to catch a significant amount in her mouth and enjoyed the sweet and tangy flavour before swallowing.

Melinae meanwhile had collapsed backwards onto the bed. Not only was the orgasm of significant strength, it had also caught her completely by suprise, making the whole experience even more intense. She was in her own world for a few moments, focusing solely on the pleasure spreading through her body and forgetting everything else. The orgasm slowly subsided and she was able to turn her eyes towards Monaa.

The Draenei was covered in juices. Her juices. She was busy using her tongue to scoop more of them off her face and into her mouth. When Monaa noticed Melinae's spasms had slowed down, she looked at her ****. "Nice little spell huh. I figured since you had such issues with my teasing that I'd treat you to the opposite instead. An orgasm at the snap of my fingers. Such power."

Melinae attempted to catch her breath, saying: "That... was... amazing..." Monaa smiled. "If you like it so much, let's do it again." Melinae wanted to reply that she needed to catch her breath first, but before she could Monaa snapped her fingers again. Another orgasm ignited. Melinae hadn't had any time to recover from the last one and this one was just as strong. She let out a deep gutteral moan as her body started shaking again. More juice escaped her lips, but with less **** than last time.

Monaa climbed onto the bed, studying the details of her friend's face. The way her brow furrowed and her nose curled up, made it look like the woman was in agony. But Monaa knew this was just her body reacting to the intense sensations. She used her hand to touch her own pussy as she kept watching Melinae's expression chance from agony to bliss and then back to agony.

Once again, Melinae slowly came down from her orgasm, an expression of blissful relaxation appearing on her face. Monaa leaned in for a kiss, putting her tongue in Melinae's wet and warm mouth. After pulling back, she said: "You really do look beautiful when you cum, Mel." Melinae blushed opening her mouth to say something back. "I want to see more of that!" Monaa said as she snapped her fingers for the third time.

Melinae's muscles tensed as the third orgasm in a very short amount of time shot through her body. Monaa laid down next to her, hugging her tight. The feeling of her skin against Melinae's made her feel warm. She could feel the hunter's muscles tense and contract as the orgasm swept through her body. Monaa used her tail to pleasure her own needy pussy as she intertwined her legs with Melinae's.

The orgasm was of the same strength and intensity as the last two, but Melinae's body was reaching its limits. She didn't arch her back nearly as much and her pussy juices had slowed to a trickle instead of a stream. Monaa enjoyed the tight embrace the two were in as her tail pumped in and out of her cunt, making wet squelching noises. This position, this amount of body contact, made her feel safe and loved.

As Melinae came down from her third succesive orgasm, she was panting loudly. "Please, Monaa... I need... a minute..." She managed to say between gasps. Monaa wasn't done yet. She paused her tails movements for a bit as she used her hand to turn Melinae's head towards her own. She stared into her love-****'s lovely black eyes as she whispered: "No."

She snapped her fingers one more time, igniting another orgasm in the poor Night Elf. Melinae's body was truly reaching its limits. Even with her newfound lust and stamina, this barrage of **** orgasms was too much. This time her back didn't even arch. Her muscles tensed and her pussy pulsed, but her body laid mostly still. The look on her face was one of agony now. It's like the orgasms were now only hurting instead of pleasing.

Monaa was conflicted. The feeling of complete control and power made her feel alive and incredibly aroused. Her tail increased its movements as the Draenei neared her own peak. On the other hand, Melinae was her friend. Corrupted love-**** or not, she was hurting and Monaa wondered if she had gone too far. A voice inside her head spoke to her: 'Don't concern yourself with the slut's feelings. She is yours to be used and abused. She serves you, not the other way around.'

The voice sounded like hers. It must be her darker self. Monaa had given in to the voice before and it brough her otherworldy power and pleasure. But this time it was wrong. Melinae wasn't _just _a slut to use. She was her friend. Monaa looked into Melinae's eyes. Tears had started to form in the corners. And yet the spark of love and adoration hadn't faded. And if Monaa had anything to do wit it, it never would.

She snapped her finger and the unnatural orgasm stopped. Melinae softly sobbed and panted. "Thank you," she managed to whisper. "It's alright, love. I would never hurt you. Sorry if I took it a little far," Monaa said, caressing her friend's cheek. She pulled her tail out of her soaking cunt. Monaa didn't even care she never got to finish as the two lovers shared an intimate moment of love and connection.

"Let me help you get more comfortable as we rest for a bit," Monaa said. She got up and dragged Melinae fully onto the bed. She put a pillow below her head as Melinae recovered from the intense feelings of the past few minutes. "Let's talk a bit instead. I feel like we haven't had any time to really do that between all the sex and depravity," Monaa said as she laid down next to Melinae and wiped a strand of sweat-soaked hair from the Elf's face.