Chapter 23
by 
Venita
White's Response...?
King-Side Rook (Giselle) to H1. Naturally.
"Looking for me?" Giselle said in a reserved tone and with a brow arched as she looked to the mostly naked woman. A robe that was held together by string along the middle of it to ensure ample cleavage and left her cock exposed was all she seemed to be wearing, vaguely hiding tattoos that glowed with arcane energy.
Even so, with her arcane might, she was far too slow. By the time that the woman was whirling around to face her, black hair whipping about with her movement, Giselle was already cocking her hip to the side and calling upon the divine magic that had been gifted to her as part of her King's harem. Not for some flashy, explosive magic like what Raven cast, nothing like that. The only magic she and the redheaded tomboy could call upon was magic to amplify their physical abilities.
That's exactly what she needed. Before a word could leave the woman with dark magic, Giselle delivered a hip-check that knocked her clear off her feet and onto her back. The woman now flat on her ass groaned from the blow, blinking in confusion and trying to look up at the figure, but finding the ivory-skinned ice queen already looming over her, her tight clothing removed to reveal her ass. Those two gigantic, firm, round globes, absolutely incredible rolling hills...and it was hovering just above her face, with the priestess spotting a wet, pink pussy.
"Don't you fucki-" Sharla started to say, trying to move so she can sit up, but Giselle was in control, and was not about to listen to the shadow woman's demands. Instead, Giselle sat down directly on the Bishop's face, smothering her in the biggest ass of the Harem and grinding her wet lips against the woman's mouth.
"I'd suggest you get to work if you want me off you." Giselle said, the two pawns in front of her blushing and trying not to look back while the icy princess rolled her hips, grinding her wet cunt and her massive ass against the woman's face, making Sharla groan despite herself. As much as she wanted to act like she was uninterested, her whole body was burning with a torturous pleasure, a desire that craved this woman's body. Her position was shameful, but the taste of the woman's juices on her lips was so sweet, she just wanted more...!
Giselle groaned as she felt the woman's tongue lapping at her pussy, grinding herself against the priestess' probing tongue and rolling her hips more, a small smile forming as the dark-skinned magician's hands grabbed hold of her ass, sinking into her enormous rear. That aching, throbbing cock she somehow had was oozing a thick, almost silvery-white cum, jutting up proudly from the dark woman's body.
"Well....since you're doing such a good job..." Giselle murmured, her voice likely lost on the woman trapped under her ass, but the way that the body under her jumped when her feet pressed on either side of the woman's cock was a good sign that she certainly felt it.
Time ceased to mean anything for the woman underneath her. Pleasure, cum and bliss overwhelming her as the woman's soft feet teased her to a messy climax, the taste of the fat-assed Rook's pussy, the feeling of those wonderful cheeks pressing down on her...
That was all that mattered to Sharla. Air was unimportant, only the pleasure she was giving and receiving was of value to her. When the pleasure became too much, and her eyes fluttered close, her consciousness fading, she passed out with a smile on her face.
Giselle finally arose when she felt the woman's tongue stop, and a roll of her hips got no response. Slowly, deliberately, the ice princess pulled off her, looking down and finding that the dark-skinned, would-be assailant had passed out, though even now her cock was at half-mast and looked ready to go again with a bit of stimulation. Giselle ignored the urge to get a taste of the cum covering the woman's hips, and instead wiped her feet clean on those dark robes, slowly sliding her pants back into place.
There was still work to do, and while her King, her Master looked impressed at her handling of the magic-wielding woman, she wouldn't sit idly while there were still threats to his Harem.
Black Queen-side Bishop (Sharla) Captured!
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