Upping the stakes

Conflicting desires, needs and demands chased each other around Aaralon's head. He needed fucked, his cock ached for attention and he so wished the vines would move ever so slightly from Camila so he could plunge into her cunt or that the exotic plant girl would wrap her tongue around his shaft.

There were concerns too. How would Camila react after this? Would there be an after this? Aaralon understood that if he made the wrong choice now he would be taking a side. This might become a dangerous battle he knew nothing about. He knew making the wrong choice with anything as supernatural as the plant girl was dangerous. Was she a demon? A plant elemental?

He didn't have much time to think. The thin and dangerously fast vines curled around his wrists and ankles, snaking down along his body. The new vines were thin but they were strong. The plant girl barely flexed an arm and Aaralon felt his clothes rip. His trousers fell away first and he was alarmed to see his legs criss-crossed with a web of thin vines. Escape seemed highly unlikely.

Aaralon licked his lips, imagining what it would be like to have the plant girl kiss him, "I'd like to see you fucked," his voice was nearly a croak. "I love what you're doing to Camila, fucking all her holes like that; I want to see more.."

Before he could finish Aaralon felt the vines controlling his body move again. They moved over his chest, causing his tunic to shred and flutter to the clearing floor. For a second he thought the vines would close on his neck again, taking away his ability to speak or even breathe - perhaps he'd pushed his luck too far with the strange girl-creature. Then, after a dreadful second, the pressure on his throat eased.

Aaralon shuddered as a single, delicately thin vine, stroked his cock.

... "I want to see more and do more." It was a gamble and he knew it, "I want you to keep fucking Camila." He had to keep as many of her green tendrils busy, "... and I want to see two guys; meat things, not plants, fuck you. Then, then... I want to join in. I want to dick you in which ever hole you've free for me when I'm ready."

There. It was done. Would this change the scene and threaten the plant creature's absolute control? Would she go for it? What would fucking her be like?

Aaralon could hear Camila gasp and moan in pleasure. The vines around her kept her locked in a green cage of pleasure.