Act 2 End - Sorceress no more [Dubcon, brief Futa]

The next two days are a mix of debauchery and lazing around, with your whole group enjoying a well-deserved rest from the string of recent events. Thankfully, the sorceress seems absent for this whole process, and you almost forget her slights against you. Almost. On the third day, you're sitting on your throne with the twin angels at your feet, Seramiel currently deepthroating your shaft while Mariel washes your sack with her tongue. Celestina stands in front of you, fully clothed and armoured for the first time since she spied on you the night you got back.

"You sure you want to leave already? Ari would love if you stayed a bit longer, and I'm sure we could find ways to entertain ourselves." Whereas only a few days ago the ranger would've turned dark red at the comment, let alone the scene taking place in front of her, only a light tinge of pink appears on her cheeks... and you aren't sure it's from embarrassment.

"I'd really love to, but I should be getting back to Broadbridge to let the others know things are going well. I also won't be on as much over the next while, I'm starting a new job now that mom is having money troubles. I'm not sure how my avatar would handle being in your dungeon on her own: I've been on the whole time my character was awake so far. But I'll be sure to visit when I can! I might even bring the others, although I'm not sure how they'll take it if you meet them... like this." She laughs.

"Well, I'll let Baelzann to let you in when you come then. I'm still not sure about the rest of your party, although we can figure it out if and when they show up. Worst case I remind them who's the boss here." You smirk before groaning and releasing a load deep down the elder sister's throat, who dutifully swallows every drop before pulling her head back and trading places with her younger sibling. Celestina glances at your briefly exposed cock and bites her lip before looking away.

"Right, well then, have a good time! Mariel, Seramiel, it was nice to meet you! Oh, and I'll try to see if I can find the things you requested while I'm there." The two sisters wave behind themselves in response, their heads staying focused on the task in front of them and their other hands moving between their legs. With that, the ranger turns and walks over to the staircase, disappearing above ground as Mary's tongue circles your tip. You grab her head and begin to pump in and out at your own pace, forcing yourself into her throat and then releasing another load. About halfway through your ejaculation you let go, and she slides her head back until your cockhead is in her mouth, catching the rest of your seed with a slight bulge in her cheeks. After your last spurt, she gives you a final lick then withdraws her head, pulling Seramiel into a passionate kiss, white strands hanging between their mouths every time they lean away from one another.

"Tlax," the snoozing naga in the corner of the room lazily looks up when you call her name, "could you get Ari? Tell her it's time." She gives a lazy hiss then heads off into the dungeon. You watch her go but your attention is drawn away when two pairs of lips wrap around your length and the two angels start moving up and down your shaft in sync while their tongues play around your meat. After a minute of this, you gently guide your tip back into Sera's mouth, the other angel once again sliding to the base of your length and teasing your balls with her lips and tongue.

A few minutes and another load later, the sisters are recovering from their own orgasms while lazily flicking your tip with their tongues when Ari returns, cursed necklace in hand. "Babe, I'm going to call the sorceress now. Wait around the corner and use it when she's distracted." Ari gulps and nods, walking away while noticeably tense. "Tlax, if you would?" Another hiss, this time alert, and she slithers up the stairs. "And if you could just play along with whatever she asks this last time, loves... Oh, that's nice." Mariel takes your shaft in her mouth and starts moving again in response.

Another few minutes later, a clack-clack-clack on the stairs announces the sorceress' presence before she comes into view. Her legs parts her loose, flowing robes with every step, revealing their long, bare length and the tall purple heels at her feet. Looking up, her modest curves are accentuated by the dark green garment, although her annoyed face sours the image.

"What is it? I was having a perfectly lovely evening until this... thing barged its way into my humble abode and wouldn't stop hissing at me, no matter how many times I asked. I'm not some servant to be summoned on your whim. Although, mmm, I could use some entertainment." She mutters a spell and a bulge grows in her crotch, then walks to face you. Her robes part to reveal her clit-cock, which she slowly strokes with one hand, the other snapping her fingers. "Come, slut! Attend me like your sister does your master. Let us mix business and pleasure." Sera obediently crawls towards the necromancer on all fours, then sits up on her knees and starts to slowly lick up and down her stiff member.

"Now, what was it you wanted me here for—who is that?" Ari's hands wrap around behind her, one caressing her breast and the other wrapping around the base of her shaft. "Mmm, that's nice. You've trained your sluts well, now if only you'd learn your own place." She moves her hands to the angel's crimson hair, gripping it in her fingers and driving her head all the way down the cock in front of her. Ari moves her hand out of the way, then reaches into her pocket. You shiver in anticipation and push Mariel down in the same way as Ari produces the pearled necklace and reaches above Zalreanne's head. Before the witch can react, the necklace is around her neck.

"Oh, I'm...!" she starts to buck her hips, but a hint of confusion suddenly taints her blissful expression as Sera starts to cough, her mouth now empty. "What the...?" Ari grabs the necromancer's hands, pulling them behind her back and tying them with a bit of rope before she knows what's happened. You groan at the sight and release another load into Mariel's mouth, while her sister skips over to you and embraces you, claiming your lips in a deep kiss.

"My dear, I am so disappointed in you. Here I thought we were starting to get along, and yet you just have to go and ruin our relationship with this pathetic attempt at an abduction. Well, I suppose it will be nice to test how my necromancy has come along... those adventurers last week were rather disappointing, after all. Ah, the things we do for power!" She wiggles her fingers behind her back, then a confused expression crosses her face as nothing happens. "Huh?"

"You see," Ari traces circles around the sorceress's slit as she speaks, but never quite reaches the mark. "We went to a great deal of effort on our last trip to get you a souvenir, and we'd hate to see it go to waste."

"It would've been lovely to work with you, but you were such a bitch to us ever since we met!" Mariel lazily runs her fingers up and down your shaft as she speaks.

"Now look here, daemon. I must admit that your plan was clever enough, given your... limited intellect. You win this round. What say we renegotiate our contract on more... equitable terms, and then you remove this thing from me?" She tugs at the necklace, which somehow moves around her neck without ever raising up her neck in the slightest.

"What do you think, babe? Should we give her a second chance?" You squeeze Sera's breast with one hand while your other rubs her slit, already knowing the answer.

"I'm going to enjoy seeing you broken and begging for our lord's cock," Seramiel licks her lips and strokes your chest, a cruel expression on her face.

"Well, there you have it. How about this: you call me master, see how deep you can take my shaft, and if I'm feeling incredibly generous I might think about what you said." You wiggle your hips for emphasis, your cock bouncing as Mariel continues to lick it.

"Hah! You may have disabled me for now, imp, but what makes you think I won't just log out and create another character? And then I'll kill you again... and again... and again..." She licks her lips at the thought.

"Because you know that even if you do I'll never make another contract with you, and so you'll never regain your precious necromancy. Besides, you've seen how fast my power is growing: do you really think you could surpass me if you restarted? Not to mention you'd just love the feeling of catching me off guard, turning the tables, and taking your **** when I make a mistake." The witch pauses, her expression unreadable. "In any case, I can't stop you. Do what you will." You shrug and turn to the angel beside you, your mouth latching around her dark brown breast as you lick her nipple. Suddenly, you hear the clack of a heel striking the stone floor and turn back around. The witch has taken a single small step towards you.

"Down on your hands and knees, slut." Zalreanne starts to sink, incredibly slowly, to her knees, then lowers her torso until her hands touch the floor. Her cheeks burn in shame as she walks on all fours towards you. Mariel moves aside, and the lavender beauty gives your cock a single, hesitant lick. You groan in pleasure and shoot the load you were holding all over her face. She starts to pull back, then stops, closes her eyes and endures it as spurt after spurt mars her perfect face. Once you've stopped, she moves her head forward, and starts to slowly move her lips over the shaft. Impatient, you grab her head in your hands and start hammering in and out of her throat, and are spat out a few seconds later in a fit of coughs.

"We'll have to work on that later. For now, why don't you return the favour you owe Sera from your first time with us?" You get out of the throne and Seramiel slides into your place. The ex-sorceress opens her eyes just enough to glare upwards at the fallen angel, but nonetheless moves her head between the nude seraph's legs and starts to worm her tongue into the slit in front of her. You walk around behind Zalreanne and give her butt a slow stroke before hiking up her loose robes and pushing aside her panties. You move your tip between her lower lips and slide it up and down, before pulling back and slamming into her ass in one quick stroke.

"Aah! Couldn't you at least be slow!?!" You ignore her and start hammering in and out of her backdoor, eliciting a yelp each time you bottom out. Mariel wraps her hands in the gorgeous adventurer's ivory hair and pushes her down into the other angel's cleft once again.

"What was it you said the first time? 'I said fuck that slut's ass, not seduce her!' That was it, wasn't it?" The woman who was until recently a witch merely whimpers into the cunt in front of her in response, and you bottom out again before emptying a batch of your signature white paint deep into her bowels. Shortly thereafter, Sera squeezes her thighs around the dark elf's head and bucks her hips before going limp on the chair.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" The once-witch simply slumps to the floor, breathing quietly with her eyes unfocused. "Well, I suppose it was hard, heh. Anyways, I hope to continue our training when I'm next available. In the mean time, I'll make sure you have plenty of chances to practice." She wearily looks up at you, the faintest hint of confusion in her otherwise blank gaze.

"Lilia!" The generously-endowed daemoness walks in to the dungeon soon after you call. "Take our guest to the strongest cell we have. She's only to leave escorted by you, and I want her in my room every morning as my new alarm clock. In the mean time, tell all the fallen ones and seductrixes that we have a student in need of deepthroat practice, but only through the bars, and they aren't to **** her. Feel free to use any of her holes yourself as long as she agrees." Lilia smirks and hoists Zalreanne over her shoulder.

"You and I are going to have so much fun, dearie." All she gets in response is a whimper.

"Just remember, you can always turn down anyone's advances or log off, and we won't even touch your avatar in any way, but you'll be no closer to freedom. Oh, but in the mean time, your new uniform is your birthday suit." With that, you harden again as you watch the daemoness carry off her new charge while peeling off her clothes, and take an angel in each hand. "Well, that was long overdue. What say the four of us go celebrate in style?" After the three cheer in response, you set off to what was until recently your squatter's bedroom in the tower.

End of Act 2