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Chapter 12 by Roboman67 Roboman67

How would the Lady stay in Skyhold?

Morrigan takes control.

With your initial plan in place, you decide to follow through with binding her. You let her keep servicing you, giving her the illusion the she was in control. Her head was bobbing up and down, in sync with her breasts, as she does her best to make you cum. Unbeknownst to her, you see Morrigan, who finally managed to get up after being fucked by the spirit walk over to the ignorant spirit with a pissed off look. The Lady of the Forest was too busy teasing her nipples in front of you, as she did a simultaneous blowjob and titjob, to notice the Witch bring a hand onto the brunette's head and **** it down the length of your cock.

"What;s wrong bitch? Cock got your tongue?!" Morrigan shouts as all you hear is startled gagging as the Lady is **** to deepthroat your rod. Her head is almost buried between her breasts as she tries to bring herself up by pushing against your thighs but to no avail, she tries to look around for her assailant as she tries to reach out for them. With the Lady being temporarily subdued, you hand Morrigan the same kind of collar used to control her in order to begin the binding. She pushed down hard, burying her face between her breasts and keeping her in place. The spirit's eyes bulging and her face reddening as she gulped and gagged around you girth, her breathing nearly cutoff from you throbbing obstruction.

Morrigan kept her face pinned until she noticed the spirits' struggles beginning to falter, too angry to let her pass out on your cock, she brought the spirit up for air. She coughed wetly, her breasts heaving as drool and precum ran down her chin and onto her chest. Morrigan took advantage of her disoriented state and pulled her head to her crotch. By the time, she managed to regain focus, the Lady of the Forest found herself face to face with Morrigan's snatch. Before she could create any kind of noise, her face was mashed against the orifice, muffling any attempt of communication. All you could see before you was the Lady's head being pinned by Morrigan's thighs, her whole body being **** to lean back on her knees and her legs spread widely apart. Her pussy becoming increasingly wet as she becomes dominated, she tries to get out for the hold by using her vines but the collar's magic proved to be too strong as her attempts to reach Morrigan's ass become futile.

You decide that you've had enough of just watching and move towards the immobile spirit. You grab her legs and spread them apart even further and lift them up off the ground towards your prick. Upon closer inspection, you notice that her pussy has grown quite wet. You use this to your advantage as instead of penetrating her pussy you decide to go to her asshole instead. As you prod your crotch towards her anus, she tries to wiggle her hips away from your member. In response, you conjure up some electricity between your fingers and and place them on the tiny nub and send enough shock to keep her still.

The jolt causes a scream to come from her even as her face is buried in Morrigan's crotch and her body to tense up, causing her back to arch and her fleshly breasts to jiggle rapidly. This also causes Morrigan let loose a few moans as the spirit continues to tremble beneath her crotch. You use this opportunity to press your cock against her anus and drive it as far as it can go. The instant you do, your moans and the Lady's shrieks double in volume as you let the muscle convulse around your cock, her pussy becoming extremely wet. Your cock feels as though it were being sucked in by her sphincter, with each thrust, you grip her ass even tighter. As you do so you increase the frequency of your thrusts, causing the Lady to become even wetter. With the way you feel the Lady tremble around your cock, she's at her limit.

You also notice Morrigan's pussy become wet as well, so much so that the Lady is practically drowning in her juices. You look up at her and see her lewd face as the Lady continues lapping at her crotch, her eyes sport a glazed look as drool from her mouth begins to drip onto the Lady's bouncing chest. 'Shit' you think to yourself, 'At this rate, the Witch won't be able to take much more'. Even more worrying the Lady's green skin appears to be changing to that of pink and becoming even more eager to be fucked from both ends. It was time to take matters into your own hands.

What's Plan B?

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