Returning to the Tower

After a week of depraved frolicking, Stella bids farewell to the ladies of the Boudoir. The girls are all sad to see her go, with maybe one exception; Madame Bouvier holds Stella dearly in her heart, but she is glad about the witch leaving her largest, most expensive suite.

When Stella returns to her tower, she is greeted by one of her wooden puppets. When the animated construct approaches her, waiting for a command, she notices that its torso and featureless head are covered by a slick sheen of... something.

"What happened to you?" She asks, knowing full well that the mannequins isn't equipped with the ability to talk back. But it _can _nod or shake its head. "Did the bimbo do this?"

The puppet nods, and the witch bends towards it to try and identify the fluid by smell. She recognizes it from her time a week ago when she and her bimbo had been intimate. The wooden doll is covered in orc precum.

"Bring me to her," the enchantress orders, trying to keep her voice from shaking. She is pretty sure she remembers telling the orc not to destroy anything, but she is nervous nonetheless.

The puppet guides her towards the auditorium, and she faintly hears the sound of arcane pictures playing before they reach the door. She recognizes the voices, and when she enters the large room, the blue-tinted hologram of a cyclops berating a group of elves confirms her guess. Xena is watching one of the old adventure pictures, about heroes traveling the land and encountering monsters and bandits. Stella isn't surprised that her narrow-brained bimbo would be watching one of her flashier, shallower stories. What does surprise her, however, is the sight of Xena herself.

The orc is sitting on a large felt couch, eating from a bowl of nuts, while three wooden puppets are busy massaging and fondling her massive throbbing erection. Xena's eye is glued to the arcane projection, but the look of dumb haze and the drooling mouth are telltale signs of her current psyche. Before the orc notices her presence, Stella decides to delve her mind, to see how she has fared in the last week.

Ever since she was magically prohibited from orgasming, Xena's cock and balls have been painfully throbbing with need. When the witch left, Xena tried to masturbate again, but her own body always stopped right on the cusp, frustrating and depressing her. She tried other methods, rubbing her dick against pillows, furniture, even against the floor. She tried stimulating other body parts, like her nipples and her ass; It was really fun, but didn't make her cum. In the end, she exhausted herself with her masturbation attempt, leaving her in a quivering, frustrated state. That's when she saw one of the puppets walking around with a barrel. She called to it, making it stop. Not long after that, she had it jerking her cock.

This new experience had sent her into an even worse spiral of denial and desire. The puppet rubbed and fondled and jerked her off, and yet something inside her was preventing from actually reaching her climax. Yet, being brought to the edge and kept there was much better than the alternative, so she made sure to always have at least one puppet taking care of her. She couldn't predict the toll that this constant edging would have on her libido.

"I'm back, dear," Stella announces when she's done reading the orc's thoughts.

Xena turns her head towards the witch's voice with such speed that it's a wonder she doesn't get whiplash. The wooden puppets move away from her throbbing genitals, and Xena rushes to the witch. In an instant, the bimbo is down on her knees in front of the witch, grabbing onto the hem of her dress. The scent of orc dick is... strong.

"Mizzstress... I... I... I been gud. Pleaze. I been very gud, the woodies will tell you... Pleaze, can... can I..."

"You want to cum?"

She nods with vigor, then stares at the witch with **** yearning. Having her so close causes Stella's nostrils to twitch. She can smell the sweat and musk that have accumulated in the last week, and to her dismay, it fills her with a deep craving for smelly orc dick.

"I will allow you to cum," she says, making the orc squeal in delight. "But! You must obey my every commands."

Xena cries with joy at the thought of ending her week-long denial. "Yes! Yes Mizz Stella, anything!"

"You will only cum once today."

She bites her lip. With the witch back, Xena had expected to be able to cum her brains out as many times as she can for the rest of the day, so only once is not optimal. It's still much, much better than none, so she nods and whispers a grateful "Thank you Mizztress..."

"And..." Stella has to take a moment to think about it. She had made plans for her bimbo before coming to the tower, but all of her plans were thrown out the window the moment she got a noseful of horny orc perfume. "...and you will fuck me, and cum inside me."

Xena ravenously grab onto the witch, eager to ravage her.

"Wait!" She shouts, stopping her bimbo in her tracks.

"Wait?"

"I don't want to fuck here on the ground. You will follow me to one of the guest rooms. You will make love to me, and make sure that I cum first. And only after I've had mine, will you be allowed to have an orgasm. And when you're done, I want you to take a shower."

Xena stares back in silence, frowning as her tiny bimbo brain take in the information and tries its best to commit it to memory. "Oki," she eventually says. Her mouth twist into a coy smile when she realizes that she will really get to empty her balls soon. Her joy is contagious.

"Carry me," Stella orders, and the dumb orc obeys.

They leave the auditorium, the cyclops picture still running, and head towards the tower's guest rooms with the witch held up like a princess. Stella wants to be plowed by Xena in her current smelly state, but she doesn't want the precious silky bedsheets of her own bedroom to get stained by the orc's body fluids.

Being carried allows her to feel the strong arms underneath her, and the strong scent of her bimbo makes her quiver with desire. She has already forgotten the pretty whores that kept her warm for the past seven days, her mind focused on Xena and her perfect cock.