Navigating pleasure

Christina and Daelana finally approached the city of Ardaan-kel. After many hours of walking through the desert, the moment the towers of the city poked over the horizon was such a welcome sight that it spurred both of them past their weariness to run towards the bastion of civilization. By the time they had passed through the gates and entered the city proper, they were completely out of breath. They stood for a moment to recuperate and take a look around. Both were amazed to see so much life in the middle of such a barren desert waste.

“At last!” said Christina, “People and buildings and food! What should we do?”

“We should take a look around and get our bearings,” said Daelana, “Then we can start searching for either the other girls or Malgor himself.”

“Huh,” said Christina, “It still feels so strange that he’s the one we’re looking for.”

“Technically we were always looking for him, even in our world,” said Daelana.

“Yeah, to kill him,” said Christina, “Not to kiss him.”

Daelana went silent for a moment and Christina joined her. It occurred to both of them how they must’ve looked, so desperately searching for the lord of all evil all for a peck on the lips. They felt ridiculous, but they also felt exhausted and hot. For the moment, they wished to be rid of the woes of this world more than they wished to preserve any dignity before the dark lord.

Without so much as a word spoken between them, they both started walking through the streets of the city. It was there that they began passing between stalls hawking slaves. Christina’s head darted left and right taking in the horrid displays of men and women in chains. She clutched her hands together fearfully.

“Those are slaves, right?” said Christina, “And so many of them.”

“I’ve seen such places in our world too,” said Daelana.

“Truly?” said Christina, “Slavery is banned in our world!”

“So is stealing and killing, and yet we still have thieves and murderers,” said Daelana, “Though the slavers I saw always operated in the dark places of the world. Caves and sewers. And there were so few of them, scampering into black corners like rats. To see it so numerous and out in the light of day for all to see, that I’ve never seen before.”

“I see,” said Christina, “Did you… kill those slavers in our world?”

“Of course,” said Daelana, “Every one I came across.”

“Then should we… be killing these ones?” said Christina.

Daelana turned to stare daggers at Christina and made her heart drop.

“Was that a serious question?” said Daelana.

“Sorry! I…” said Christina, “I don’t know why I asked that. It was stupid.”

Seeing Christina’s fear, Daelana did her best to quell her naturally burgeoning rage. She didn't want that anger to take control of her again, especially not now that she had someone actually staying by her side.

“Look Christina,” said Daelana, “I would certainly slaughter this whole market if I could. But we don’t have the capabilities or the time for that. We’re still playing their game. And I know that despite everything Angelica probably taught you, you aren’t about to go and do something stupid, is that right? Are you going to be like Angelica, or are you going to survive?”

Angelica met Daelana’s cold stare as she took in her words. She nodded meekly to her.

“Of course I want to survive,” said Christina.

“I know you do,” said Daelana, “Besides, it doesn’t look like everyone is suffering.”

Daelana looked off to the side and Christina followed her eyes to see where she was looking. The two saw several dancing girls with collars around their necks, smiling and winking at customers who were all raising bags of coin in the air, bidding on them. Christina looked on in shock while Daelana had no reaction.

“It’s like they’re selling themselves,” said Christina, “How can they do that? Willingly suffer like that?”

“Suffering doesn’t always feel bad I guess,” said Daelana.

Christina looked at Daelana, immediately understanding her sentiments. Daelana didn’t meet her gaze though. Instead, she started approaching a lone dancing girl at a stall with no merchant. Christina hurriedly followed. The dancer smiled as the two girls approached her.

“Hello there you two beauties!” said the dancer, “Let me guess: you with the raven locks are the master and blondie is the ****.”

“What?” said Christina, “None of us are slaves!”

“My apologies mistresses,” said the dancer, “Are you two together then? Want an extra girl to spice up the fun?”

Christina blushed but Daelana stepped forward.

“We need information,” said Daelana, “Have you seen a tall man with black hair and yellow eyes come through here?”

“Not that I can remember,” said the dancer.

“Fine,” said Daelana, “How about any girls? There are a few we’re on the lookout for. One has pink hair, one green, one red, and another black with horns. Have you seen any of them?”

“Well how about that!” said the dancer, “I’ve seen all four of them!”

Christina and Daelana both shot to attention. They were not expecting to be that lucky.

“Where did they go?” said Christina.

The dancer pointed towards the center of town.

“Last I saw, all were on their way to the palace of the devil queen,” said the dancer, “The red and green haired ones were being taken as slaves. It was quite the spectacle I saw, them being walked down the street naked as the day they were born! The pink haired one and the horned one followed them.”

“Let’s go,” said Daelana.

Daelana turned to start leaving with Christina following behind her.

“If you’re thinking of a rescue, don’t bother!” called the dancer behind them, “As long as they behave they’ll be much more comfortable in there!”

The pair ignored her as they speedily jogged towards the devil queen’s palace. Soon they arrived, seeing the imposing structure with banners flying high to strike those passing by with awe. Christina and Daelana looked at the palace and the guards, contemplating their next move.

“What do we do?” said Christina, “We can’t get in there!”

“And even if we did, we’d have no idea where they are in there,” said Daelana, “Too many risks.”

“Maybe… oh gods why am I saying this…” said Christina, “Maybe we can pose as slaves?”

“And all to save girls who are for all purposes our competition?” said Daelana, “We only need them so far as they can lead us to Malgor or attract him to us faster.”

“I… I guess that’s true,” said Christina, “Still, I feel bad just leaving them in there.”

“There’s only a day left for this game anyways and they’ll all be transported back regardless,” said Daelana, “We only have time to worry about ourselves. If there’s a way to get them out more easily, we can do it. But that’s the only case.”

Christina nodded. Despite the cruelty of it, she knew that the best way to help was to end the game as quickly as possible. The two began to walk away, but then Christina stopped. She felt something strange inside her body. Suddenly, there was a burning in her loins, a passionate and growing explosion of feeling between her legs. It was so great that it made her knees buckle and she fell down. Daelana turned back and saw this. She hurried to Christina’s side and started to hear her moaning under her breath.

“What’s wrong Christina?” said Daelana.

“Something’s happening,” said Christina, “I feel… I see… oh no…”

***

Angelica moaned involuntarily as she was restrained onto a table and a guard groped her pussy, stroking it menacingly. She writhed and kicked as she was held down on her back but the other guards held her down as they played with her body. Another guard groped her tits, making the stimulation even more overwhelming for her. As much as she tried to appear angry, lewd faces **** their way into her expressions as she was made to feel pleasure.

“Definitely a virgin!” said a guard, “Look at that face! She’s not used to sex at all!”

“What a find!” said another guard, “A virgin **** girl of our own now!”

“Shit, I want to fuck her so badly!” said another guard.

That guard positioned himself between Angelica’s thighs. She looked up and saw him unbuckle his belt and let his pants drop, unsheathing his erect cock. Angelica screamed loudly, struggling even harder to get away but couldn’t move an inch.

“Get away from me, ****!” yelled Angelica.

“I like how she screams!” said a guard, “Time to give this bitch a special time!”

The guard maneuvered his cock towards Angelica’s pussy. She tried to close her legs but the others held them open. She screamed and cried as she was sure she was about to be brutally defiled. But then Olga gently put her hands on the guard’s shoulders, pulling him and his cock away from Angelica.

“Masters, don’t you want to preserve her hymen?” said Olga, “It’s such a valuable thing for a **** to have, only reserved for nobles! Surely you don’t want to ruin that right away.”

“But we have to break it eventually!” said the guard, “Let’s take the bitch now!”

“Where’s the fun in that?” said Olga, “You can preserve her delicious virginity and still have fun with her.”

“You can?” said a guard.

“Of course!” said Olga, “A **** woman like me has had fun with many **** girls without once piercing the sacred spot. Wouldn’t you boys like to see an erotic scene between two mature **** women?”

The guards all exchanged glances and nodded excitedly. Olga smiled and politely pushed the guard aside who put his cock back in his pants. She then climbed onto the table and on top of Angelica. Angelica watched Olga with mixed emotions as she seductively grabbed her own top and lifted it over her head, revealing her voluptuous boobs. The men all cheered as she exposed them. She then looked behind her as she posed on all fours like a cat. She reached behind her and slid her bottoms over her large butt and down her legs, kicking them off to make herself completely naked. The guards went crazy as she swayed her hips sensually. One guard reached out and slapped her ass, making her moan and giggle.

“Settle down boys,” said Olga, “Sit back and enjoy the show!”

“Olga, what are you…?” said Angelica.

Before she could utter another word, Olga bent down and kissed Angelica on the lips. The men leaned in closer to get a better look. Angelica’s eyes remained wide open as she was taken aback by Olga pressing her lips all over her own. It wasn’t a small kiss either, it was full and wet with Olga even slipping her tongue into Angelica’s mouth. This made Angelica gasp. Once Olga finally released the kiss, a strain of saliva connected their lips. Angelica was left hyperventilating.

“Wait,” said Angelica, “I… I don’t think I’m into women…”

“Hush dear,” said Olga.

“Seriously, I’m not…” said Angelica.

But her words of protest faded as Olga leaned down and kissed her neck. Angelica felt her sultry lips softly press against her skin and couldn't deny how they rocked her senses. She gasped for breath as Olga moved down her body, kissing her collar bone, then her chest, then down her breast before using her tongue to flick her nipple. Angelica moaned in a high pitch. The guards got a laugh out of that, making Angelica blush even harder.

“You feel good, don’t you?” said Olga.

“Yes… but…” said Angelica.

“Then don’t worry about it, darling,” said Olga.

Olga continued kissing her down her torso, planting her lips on her tummy. Each kiss made Angelica moan uncontrollably. The men’s eyes were glued on her natural performance. She couldn’t dampen it even with the risk of total embarrassment under the gaze of these men seeing her naked and writhing in pleasure from a woman’s lips. It got more and more intense the closer Olga’s mouth got to her crotch. Angelica could feel the anticipation as Olga slowed down the nearer she got to her womanhood. It began aching for pleasure as Olga’s lips barely reached it, so much so that she started subtly bucking her hips towards Olga’s face. After another humiliating moan from Angelica, Olga finally gave her what she craved and planted a firm kiss directly on her clitoris. She shouted out in pleasure, filling the room with the sound of her ecstasy. The men cheered and Angelica leaned her head back, unable to refuse her carnal feelings.

Olga began licking her pussy up and down. Angelica’s body convulsed with every stroke of her tongue. She’d never felt anything like that before. Despite the embarrassment of all the eyes on her, it seemed to unlock something inside her. She no longer felt a cap on her pleasure. No more was there a limit to how good she was feeling, a frustrating halt to her ecstasy that kept her from finishing when she was alone. Now she truly felt like Olga’s tongue could drive her over the edge. Knowing this, any look of shame left her face and she started moving her body in pace with Olga’s tongue, getting as much pleasure as she could.

“Oh… Olga…” Angelica moaned.

***

Christina moaned louder and louder. She held her pussy, unable to stop the unending floods of pleasure that were entering it. Daelana didn’t know what to do. She didn’t wish to draw out mistrust from her by leaving her behind though based on all she had said before that would be the most logical course of action. Instead, she stayed knelt by her side, trying to figure out what was wrong.

“What’s happening?” said Daelana.

“Transformation…” said Christina, “I see… Angelica…”

“Your transformation!” said Daelana, “And you can see her?”

“Yes!” said Christina, “Angelica and a green woman! An orc!”

“An orc? A woman?” said Daelana, “Nevermind. What else do you see?”

“Men! Men all around us!” said Christina.

“What about surroundings?” said Daelana, “Try and focus! What kind of place are you in?”

Christina did her best to focus her mind. While the images of Angelica were fading thoughts **** in her head like tan afterimage, she gathered herself enough to describe what she could.

“Stone… walls… dark…” said Christina, “Torchlight… some daylight…”

“Daylight? Where?” said Daelana.

“Window! Barred window with light peeking through way up high!” said Christina.

Daelana had all the information she needed. A barred window up high in a room of stone. Angelica was in a dungeon, one with a barred window at ground level where light from the outside could peek through. All she had to do was find a little hole with bars in the palace walls and she’d find Angelica. At the very least, she needed to stop her from crippling Christina.

“Come on! Let’s find your best friend!” said Daelana, “Once we save her I’ll need your help.”

Daelana hoisted Christina up by her shoulder like a wounded soldier. Christina kept moaning uncontrollably as Daelana carried her around the perimeter of the palace. She kept her eyes fixed on the building as they circled it, looking for a dungeon window. Each step they took, Christina’s stride grew more sluggish as the pleasure was increasing. Daelana wanted to find Angelica quickly and get her in the act as it was presumably distracting whoever was guarding her.

Daelana and Christina came along to the back of the palace when Daelana spotted it. Several grates built into the walls at ground level. They were small, but could be slipped into if it weren’t for the bars in the way. Daelana dragged Christina along as she got closer to the wall and started listening to each grate. She walked past most of the silent ones. But then she arrived at one with the sound she was searching for. Echoing from one of the grates was the distinct and rhythmic sound of moaning and guards cheering. That was the one.

***

Angelica was getting completely lost in the pleasure as Olga’s tongue and lips sent her to heaven. It was only as she was edging close to a full on orgasm that she realized what she was about to do. She was about to cum in front of all these men. They’d see her at her most intimate with nothing to hide. The thought terrified her and she called down to Olga between moans.

“Olga wait!” said Angelica, “I don’t want to… to… to cum here!”

“You hear that?” said a guard, “The girl’s scared to cum in front of us!”

“No… that’s not it…” said Angelica.

“Don’t worry about a thing dear,” said Olga, “Let yourself feel good.”

Olga continued to lick her, even harder than before. Angelica screamed again in pleasure. The men all started chanting loudly.

“Make her cum!” the guards yelled.

Hearing the deafening noise around her reminded her that she was being ogled even as she closed her eyes. And that very same fact was what was pushing her pleasure beyond the limits and to the point where she could actually orgasm. She cursed the transformation she was given for making her feel pleasure in this moment.

“Make her cum!” the guards yelled again.

CLANG

Olga sped up her licking. Angelica began panting and moaning like a wild beast in heat. Sweat poured down her nude body and her head swung wildly left and right as her mind was filled with nothing but the utmost desire.

“Make her cum!” the guards continued.

CLANG

Angelica was reaching her limit. Her last shreds of dignity were the only things that made her hold back against the coming wave of pleasure, but she couldn’t deny that she who was unable to achieve an orgasm on her own time since this whole ordeal began would welcome the relieving pleasure this orc’s tongue would bring her. She felt herself melting into the sensations as they reached their peak.

“Make her cum!” the guards continued.

CLANG

Angelica finally reached her limit and shouted out in pure ecstasy as Olga’s tongue pushed her clit and stroked her pussy lips one last time, sending her over the edge. An explosion of pleasure erupted inside her and every man around her saw every detail of her orgasm as her nude body shook and undulated on the table until the pleasure simmered down and she was left breathing heavily and feeling the beads of sweat on her face, realizing what she had just done before the hungry eyes of men.

“Hurrah!” the guards yelled.

CLANG

“Well that was certainly fun, wasn’t it?” said Olga, “How many times more can I get her to cum in a row? Want to see?”

“Yeah!” the guards yelled.

CLANG

Suddenly two iron bars fell down and landed on the head of a guard, knocking him to the ground. The other guards were pulled from their erotic stupor and looked up to see an elf girl with black hair having kicked in the bars of the grate. Before they could react, she gracefully slid through the opening she had made and jumped down into the dungeon. As she landed on the table, legs firmly planted on either side of Angelica's head, she swung her blade widely around the room, perfectly slicing the throats of every guard gathered around the table in one smooth motion. Blood sprayed from their necks all over the girls. Olga screamed and crawled off the table. Angelica looked up with weary eyes only to be met with Daelana’s crotch standing defiantly above her. Daelana looked down at Angelica.

“You hurt?” said Daelana.

“N…no, not really…” said Angelica.

Daelana looked around to make sure there were no more threats. It was then that she spotted Olga who knelt on the ground and peeked over the edge of the table, her face covered in blood. Daelana’s eyes narrowed and she raised her sword.

“There’s a damn orc here too!” said Daelana.

“Wait! She’s good!” said Angelica.

Angelica scrambled out from under Daelana’s legs and onto her knees before her, putting herself between the orc and the dark knight. She held her hands out.

“She’s a **** too!” said Angelica, “We have to help her!”

Daelana paused. She was very conflicted, not trusting an orc but also never having seen a female one in her life. She had no idea what that meant and for all she knew female orcs could be nicer. Her thoughts were interrupted as Christina tiredly poked her head through the now broken grate.

“Hey, I think that worked. I’m not feeling… that way anymore,” said Christina.

“Christina!” said Angelica.

“Angelica?” said Christina, “So it really was you down there…”

“Help us up,” said Daelana, “We need to go before we’re spotted.”

Daelana lifted her hand to Christina. Christina reached down and pulled her up and through the grate, back to the outside. Daelana then turned back and reached her own hand out to grab Angelica. Angelica quickly gathered herself, picking up her discarded clothes from off the ground and holding them under her arm as she reached up and was hoisted through the small hole by Christina. Once out, she savored her newfound freedom only for a second before reaching down and holding out her hand to Olga.

“Come with us Olga!” said Angelica.

“I can’t!” said Olga, “The girls still need me here! I’m still a ****.”

“Don’t you want to see your daughter again?” said Angelica, “This might be your only chance.”

Olga paused and thought about it. It seemed that the prospect swayed her greatly. She then heard the clamoring of footsteps outside the door behind her. In a panic, Olga grabbed her own clothes off the ground and reached up, grabbing Angelica’s hand and being pulled up through the grate. Angelica had to pull harder to get Olga’s plump hips through the hole but she eventually managed to squeeze her out. The two former slaves then quickly got dressed as Daelana and Christina looked left and right, making sure the coast was clear.

“Did you encounter Malgor at all?” said Christina.

“No,” said Angelica, “I just followed Athalia through the desert until we got here. Then she betrayed me and I got stuck here. Tyra and Lila are in there too!”

“We worry about them later!” said Daelana, “For now we need to get out of here! Hurry up and get dressed!”

Olga managed to dress herself efficiently and quickly while Angelica struggled to jump into her metal panties in a hurry. As she was struggling, a horde of guards came rushing around the corner. The girls all turned to attention.

“There they are! Escaped slaves! Get them!” yelled the guards.

“Run for it!” yelled Daelana.

Christina led the charge as the girls frantically ran from the guards who gave chase aggressively. Angelica had trouble putting her bra on mid run. The group was **** into a straightforward chase by the palace on their right and endless buildings with no alleyways on their left. As she ran, Christina turned the corner of the palace, hoping they could see a place to run to. Unfortunately, as soon as she went around the palace corner, she ran head first into another patrol of guards sent to hunt them. Their captain grabbed Christina immediately, restraining her hands. Christina struggled against him trying to get to the sword at her side, but couldn’t.

“Got one!” said the captain, “A new one too! Get the others while we inspect this one more closely!”

“Hands off!” yelled Daelana.

Coming up from behind Christina, Daelana swung her sword and chopped off the grappling hands of the captain. He screamed as he waved his bloody stumps around wildly only to be silenced as Daelana swung through the air again and took off his head. The guards behind him were enraged and immediately charged at Daelana.

“Go!” Daelana yelled to Christina.

Daelana ran at the group of guards and met them head on. She got in the midst of them and began swinging her blade, sending blood flying left and right as the soldiers took jabs at her, cutting her all over her body. They were so focused on her that they completely ignored Christina. Meanwhile, the pause in their pursuit had given the group behind them time to catch up to them. Olga and Angelica stood side by side as they saw them approach. Neither of them had weapons and they knew they stood no chance in a fight. It was then when Olga turned to Angelica.

“Angelica dear,” said Olga, “You go on ahead now. I’ll distract them.”

“Wait, but your daughter!” said Angelica.

“I already told you this is my path to take,” said Olga, “I should not have veered from it in weakness. I can only hope the path will take me to my daughter one day.”

Before Angelica could stop her, Olga ran for the guards.

“Help, masters!” said Olga.

The guards all stopped at once, their eyes going wide as they recognized her.

“Olga?” said a guard, “What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you were trying to escape!”

“Forgive me masters,” said Olga, “A lapse of judgement sent me from my cell. I pray for forgiveness.”

Olga got on her knees before the patrol. The guards stayed put, fumbling around. It was obvious that none of them wanted to hurt Olga. Angelica didn’t want to leave her, but she knew that there was nothing she could do. She turned back to the front and saw Daelana holding off a patrol before them, but she was getting overwhelmed. She saw Christina drawing her sword, about to join the fight. But Angelica also heard more soldiers coming from behind them. They were about to get swarmed. Angelica knew that if she truly claimed that Christina was her best friend, she had to prove it now. She ran forward, grabbed Christina, and dragged her alongside her as she ran past the guards fighting Daelana. From there she spotted an alleyway that she ran into with Christina who looked bewildered and still had her sword out.

“Hey! Daelana needs help!” said Christina.

“There’s nothing we can do!” yelled Angelica.

The two of them ran into the alleyway and disappeared. The guards eventually dogpiled Daelana, their numbers overpowering her until they pinned her to the ground and tugged her weapon away from her. She screamed as defiantly as ever but couldn’t move a muscle. The other patrol gently restrained Olga and walked her over to the ones pinning Daelana.

“Olga here turned herself in,” said a guard, “You got that one down?”

“Yeah,” said another guard, “Two more escaped! Find them!”

“What about these two?” said a guard.

“It’s the devil queen’s proclamation that escaped slaves and their helpers are made an example of publicly,” said the other guard, “Bring them to the town center and prepare them to be whipped!”