Someone else is also insatiable

Eilatra watched them through her magic cristal ball. She had casted the spell over Malape without the woman even noticing it, and now she was able to see from her eyes with all manner of detail. My little spy, indeed. She had been ecstatic to see her dear Lunnara in action, set free in her element, and the little cat had not disappointed her expectations yet.

She had been masturbating non-stop for at least three hours.

Now, the ever resourceful Lunnara had decided to show mercy to that woman called Marian. She had ordered the human males to stop their brutal gangbang of the girl and she was now going to take her by herself. Marian was crying soft and gentle tears in the arms of the elven sorceress. Lunnara had even surrounded her with her new membranous wings to make her feel save again. The sobbing had started as a show of fear, now it was slowly starting to become a cry of deluded gratitude. Lunnara smiled her most beautiful smile to the weak woman and then she started to kiss her a slow kiss, more motherly than romantic.

Eilatra started to rub her folds faster and harder. She remembered now, how sweet those lips would taste. There was a time when does lips were all mine... they still are, my Lunni, even if you think you are free from me. The kiss started to go lewder and sloppier, and Marian did not opposed it, his mind and body were too broken for that. Soon, the elf laid down the human and with a gentler move, she penetrated the maiden. Eilatra could hear the moans coming out of her crystal ball. It was a sweet, missionary fuck. Her well trained Lunnara was making sure that the woman enjoyed this after the previous horrific experience, just to mess with her psique and break her the old fashioned way.

"Yes, fuck that cunt..." The matriarch pattered her clit with barely contained lust.

She remembered when she herself would do the same to Lunnara. How sweet she would taste after a long day of mistreatment, how gently they will fuck through the night, how lovely were her mix of tears and moans as she fell asleep. Lunnara would just look so beautiful then, with her cute little snores, lying beside her, in her bed, where she belongs.

You are trying to emulate me, my little thing? Is this how you process how much you miss my love? I miss you too, Lunni mine, and soon I will make you understand...

But then, something interrupted her focus. Eilatra looked to her side slightly annoyed to receive that interruption. Coriala, her chief-maid, was there beside her, her look as impasible as always, not even reacting to the view of the matriarch's naked, sweaty and succulent body, nor to the luscious act she was committing. Coriala just stood there, as if waiting for instructions.

Then, Eilatra remembered. "Oh yes, you are back already. Go on, do your thing."

Coriala nodded with a subtle movement of her forehead and got closer to her mistress. Eilatra lied back a little in her comfy chair to give her better access. The maid kissed her with her petite and pout mouth, the smell of the dragon's genitals still strong in her, she opened those lips ever so slightly to let the dragon's cum fell into her mistress' mouth. The dense liquid was still warm, recently extracted. Remus needed to be pumped at least four times a day in order to keep her seed potent and charged. Eilatra did not lower herself to mouthly please the gonads of anyone, so that was a job for her chief maid. Her mouth was well trained, she could do the deed fast and efficiently. Coriala was loyal enough to not consume even a drop of the mana infused liquid, and she diligently keep it for her mistress. As she was letting the cum fall, the maid pinched one of Eilatra's nipples and kneaded her sweaty boobs in all her fat glory.

Eilatra felt the usual surge of power flowing through her and expressed that satisfaction with a low moan. Then, Coriala's lips lingered in her mouth a few more seconds than needed, and the Painweaver knew that something was wrong.

"What is it?" She asked suspiciously.

"My lady, the dragon is still hungry." Answered the diligent maid. Her hands still teasing her mistress' bosom.

"He is? And here I thought you were an expert cocksucker." Eilatra brought her free hand, the one that wasn't busy with her cunt, to her maid legs, to find those other folds. As a maid of the painweaver's house. Coriala was adequately instructed to have all of her holes properly available at all times. "Tell me about it."

"He insist on using 'a proper hole' as he calls it. He specially insist on claiming yours, glorious one. He has been ...singing some praises about your glorious rear, my dark lady..." Coriala stopped here to gasp a muted moan, as her mistress rubbed her with her well trained expertise, but overall she managed to keep her usual and inexpressive facade. "He seems to be specially infatuated with that part of your anatomy."

"How cute. Aren't you infatuated too, my sweet Coriala?"

"Your whole body is the perfection which all lesser women aspire to imitate, my darkest of ladies."

"That wasn't a real question. I don't care for your answer. Go on."

"Apologies, my malevolence... I still think t may be wise to please his needs at least once. He is growing more irritable by the day... I could let him use my own ass, or we could take one of the local humans. Their unrefined anatomies might be better suited to his urge for raw meat."

"No." Said the painweaver, as her hand leaved the maid's moistened interiors. "We must not give him too much power. If your rump is in need for action, our friendly minotaur will be delighted to ride you, but you do not give that hole to the dragon..." Eilatra pattered her own pussy loudly amidst her furious masturbation. The frantic moves of her hand in dire contrast with her relaxed voice and face. "Wait two more hours and suck his dick again, this time let him fuck your face as much as he pleases, but only until he cums. He is restricted by my power, he cannot kill you even if he tries, and I know your breathing is unmatched."

"It will be done, glorious one." Coriala's eyes diverted to her mistress reddened cunt as she kept rubbing her inflamed vulva. Her own cunt was still leaking her sweet fluids all over her legs, but Coriala did not care about her own pleasure as much as her mistress' "Do you need of my assistance here, my malevolence?

"I want you to leave."

"As you wish, my lady."

With her maid gone, Eilatra could focus again on the spectacle before her. Lunnara was just finishing her fucking of the lady Marian, still in the same boring missionary position. The human had her eyes closed and her face distorted by pleasure as her captor pumped her with merciless love. Come on Lunny, I know you can give me something better... The younger sorceress delivered her load with a low grunt, but that was still not enough for Eilatra to have her own orgasm. Come on, give me more... I'm so close...

Lunnara got up, then, leaving the poor Marian asleep and well fucked in the ground. She then looked directly in her direction. Directly to Malape. She is coming here. Maybe she will take sweet Myrce's ass one more time. That may be good enough for her to cum. She took the crystal ball with her free hand. She wanted to look closer.

Lunnara was close now, looking straight to Malape's eyes, patting the head of her daughter, as she devoured her mother's cunt. Such depravity, worthy of a true matriarch. By the side of their incestual love, the naive and young princess Karla was still submerged in Nameria's bountiful bosom. I wonder what Lunny did to the other 'princess'... I haven't seen him in a while...

"How are you enjoying your daughters tongue?" She heard her Lunni's words, coming out of her mirage in the crystal.

"It... it is good, my lady." She heard Malape's voice say.

"Just good?" Lunnara's eyes shined. "Myrce prides herself on being the best, are you trying to insult her again?"

"No... my queen. I wouldn't dare." Eilatra could hear the human trembling as Lunnara's powerful eyes pierced her. They were so beautiful an shiny. Her face was really close now and covered almost the entire surface of the ball, piercing her.

As if she is looking at me.

Then, she heard the voice again. Soft and melodious, a purr that carried magical words. "Do you want me to kiss you?"

"Yes..." Moaned Malape.

"Yes..." Moaned Eilatra.

The matriarch closed her eyes as the first waves of her well deserved orgasm hit her. She convulsed on her chair as the crystal ball fell from her hands.