Return of the Racy Roleplay – Ravenous Remembrance ♥

A gentle pressure pushes into Krvavy’s cheek, staying there for a brief moment before slowly retreating. A few seconds later it returns, using just a bit more **** then before. That still doesn’t draw out a response. So it comes again, poking and prodding into Krvavy’s pale skin with enough strength to wobble her head.

“Mmnnghh...?” The barbarian blearily groans, her eyes lazily fluttering open to look upon an absolutely amazing sight. One so breathtakingly beautiful that she is loathe to look away.

Two soft thighs stand so very close to her face, their smooth and supple skin squeezed in such a wonderful way a pair of lacy white stockings. Between, and a little above, those lovely legs rests a golden bush trimmed into the shape of a heart, its subtly sweeping curves pointing down to a stiff little nub of a clit and a delightfully swollen slit that is visibly damp with arousal.

The thought of sticking out her long tongue to taste that deliciously sweet meal is incredibly tempting. But Krvavy resists the urge, instead lifting her gaze further up, appreciative eyes trailing over a tantalizing tummy. A belly that isn’t toned nor particularly plush, but a balanced blend of the two. On the slimmer side yet still with a bit of squish to it. Much like the enticing thighs below. And the utterly bare boobs above.

Those two handfuls, each the perfect size to fill Krvavy’s palms while still giving her fingers something to knead, are shaped like the most gorgeous of teardrops and framed by a pair of plaited braids, that silken hair shining like a mix of silver and gold. Pleasantly pink nipples crown those two modest mounds, puffy and needy and begging for lips to wrap around them, for teeth to sink into their soft flesh...

Krvavy could lose herself to this view, staring at the beauty before her for hours on end... But, again, she continues on, knowing that an even more gorgeous sight awaits her eyes as she looks higher still.

Balanced on a dainty nose is a pair of half-moon glasses, gold-rimmed and elegant. Behind those crystal clear lenses sit two gleaming gems of a soft-blue colour, both glaring down at the Drakling from their place on that beautifully bratty girl’s face, cheeks coloured by a rosy blush. “Ugh... finally...” Thea quietly huffs, acting annoyed even as a smile fights her **** scowl for the right to dance across her kissable lips.

“hhhheeieh...” A breathy sigh squeaks out from the tiny girl cuddled up in Krvavy’s embrace, her little arms tightening around the huge bunny plushy laying half on top of her.

“Hmph...” Thea turns her head to the side and holds out a folded slip of paper.. “Here...” Her blush becomes noticeably brighter, burning more vibrantly and intensely the longer she holds that bashful pose.

“Huh...?”

“Take it already...!” The hissed voice of that bratty girl wavers slightly as she forces her piece of paper into Krvavy’s face, giving it an impatient shake and causing it to unfold a bit in the process.

The Drakling’s drowsy eyes trail over the rather neatly written words covering that sheet. What she sees quickly causes her to fully wake up. “Is this a script~?” A playful and almost predatory gleam fills her eyes as she glances back up at the blushing brat.

Thea fidgets and completely avoids Krvavy’s gaze. “I... am ready to give you my last virginity...” She grows increasingly nervous as a single hand gently pulls that paper from her grip, hastily crossing her arms in a way that isn’t bratty, for once, but is instead quite... guarded.

A fuzzy warmth fills the barbarian’s very being. Trying to act casual, she simply nods and turns her attention back down to the piece of paper in her hands, to the list of instructions that isn’t quite detailed enough to be a script. With how **** her fiancée is right now... it would just be cruel to keep teasing the girl. “Looks like we’ll need to do a bit of prep work first...”

“That...” Thea bites her bottom lip, trembling a little as she struggles to keep her breathing steady. “That... is not a problem, is it...?”

“No, not at all.” Krvavy kindly states, eyes scanning across the sheet again and again. “So this is... a continuation of last time, huh? That was... a while ago.”

The silver-blonde noble nervously looks back towards her lover. “Our... characters... were not the most complicated.” The faintest tinge of derision tints the brat’s tone as just a bit of her confidence returns. “I played a Princess who fell into the clutches of the Dragon that you played, getting taken and... and used as nothing more than a t-treasured toy~...!”

“Mmm... Right...” The obvious excitement in those words causes Krvavy’s heart to flutter, her lips curling into a wide and warm grin. “I see you also want to continue the bit where I degraded you, implying that you were actually a whore and not a real princess~...”

“W-well...! It... it never got resolved last time and... and is important to the plot...!”

“hhnnnheeieh...” Adeline wiggles and squirms in her sleep, unconsciously rubbing her rather sizable rear against the Drakling’s steadily swelling shaft. “hhnnmmmhghh...” Her round face presses into the back of her giant plushy as tightly hugs that thing.

Silence hangs in the air as Krvavy takes this chance to very, very carefully pull back from her tiny yet incredibly bottom-heavy blonde. After giving a single, tantalizingly thick thigh a nice squeeze, of course. Which may not have been the best of ideas.

“mmnhheeeie...?” Murmured noises squeak out from the sleepy Halfling, her hazel eyes opening just a crack.

“Shhhhh...” The Drakling’s hand glides ever so slightly upwards, coming to rest on her Halfling’s wonderfully wide hips. “It’s alright... I just have to get up, but you can keep sleeping...” She softly coos, lovingly caressing the light olive skin of this sweet little bunny-mouse that she is lucky enough to call her own.

“mhheeeieenh...” Adeline makes a happy muttering noise, her thin fur-tipped tail twitching and twisting around her bunny plushy as Krvavy plants a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Eeeiiii... Lovhhhe... yahh...”

“I love you too~...” Warmth fills Krvavy’s heart as she reaches out, fingers hooking into a loose sheet and pulling it over. The smallest of her girls is soon tucked in, nice and cozy. “nhhhhh...” Krvavy’s arms stretch upwards into the air as her legs drop over the edge of a single raised section of their luxuriously large bed. “You know...” A teasing glimmer fills her emerald eyes as she meets the gaze of her still quite flustered fiancée. “With all the thought and effort you put into planning this... it is a real shame to not have more of an audience~...”

A rather intense scowl fills Thea’s heavily flushed face as she glares through her glasses, chin raised and arms still crossed beneath her bare breasts as she does her best to look stern and unimpressed. “Just... just remember what will be expected of you...!” She heatedly whispers back, her voice suitably low and hushed.

Before the barbarian can respond, that beautiful brat spins around and storms off across their soft mossy bed, each stomped step she takes causing her amazing ass to jiggle and bounce. She may not be the most stacked down there, but damn if that isn’t a spectacular sight all the same~.

Krvavy licks her lips and, script still in hand, rises onto her feet, eager to do more than just look at her bratty blonde’s butt.

“Mnnghhn...” The Princess groans in discomfort, finding herself drawn from the depths of unconsciousness by the throbbing of her head and the aching of her body. She very slowly opens her eyes.

Only to be met by quite the confusing sight.

Her golden braids are hanging... up past her face...? Those luxurious locks, once regal and dignified, now look so dishevelled and unkempt, loose strands poking out here and there. Likewise, her delicate arms are also raised – Wait. No. They’re... dangling down...? Towards the shifting, grassy ground and... and a meaty tail, its top covered in black scales.

“Hhhnn...!” The Princess sharply sucks in a breath of air, going tense as memories flicker and flash through her mind.

It has hardly been a day, yet it feels like so long ago... The traitors who aimed to take her life... Her daring escape... Her tumbling fall, careening down into the depths of that deep cave, into that bubbling underground lake... Her capture by... by this Dragon whose shoulder she is slung over... Her defilement...

A humiliated heat fills her cheeks as she remembers how her first kiss was claimed not by the lips of her future husband and would be King but... but by this Dragon’s degenerate dick...! She shudders, unable to stop herself from recalling how that monstrous shaft **** its way into her mouth, how it so thoroughly stretched out her throat, how she choked and gagged as her face was used for this Dragon’s pleasure...!

Warmth wells up within the Princess’ core, shame swirling through her very being as she is reminded of that debauched meal she was fed. Her stomach was stuffed full of seed, her face coated and marked... There was... there was so much of that thick and creamy cum...! She can almost still taste it on her tongue, that disgustingly delicious flavour lingering long after she swallowed it down...! Rich and virile, a hint of cinnamon serving as proof of how magically powerful and potent this Dragon truly is...

It would have been bad enough had that been the only degrading act she was subjected to. But of course it didn’t end there...

The Princess’ loins burn with need as her thoughts turn to the other violations she endured. To how this Dragon’s tail – the very same one she is glaring down at – delved into her depths, deeper than even her fingers or any practice tool had ever been, and... and defiled her...! How it twisted and wriggled and writhed within her...! All while her throat was being used as naught but a toy...! Much to her shame, she finds herself thankful for that fact, for it muffled the debauched moans that she couldn’t help but make...

“Hhnnnmgh...” A pleasant shiver runs down the Princess’ spine, her teeth digging into a leafy gag that she is only now noticing. She pants and gasps, stiff nipples squished into the back of this barbaric beast as her chest heaves. She squirms and shudders, finding her wrists bound together by vines. A similar pressure clings to her ankles and holds her knees together.

Her heart beats faster and faster and –

“MnnhhHHH~!” A strong hand suddenly slaps onto the Princess’ regal rear, palm pressing into her squishy flesh as the tips of scaled fingers just barely poke at... at her sopping wet slit...

Lewd liquids trickle and flow down her trembling thighs. That wet heat impossible to ignore.

“Mnhhhhmh~...!” Tears well up within the Princess’ beautiful blue eyes as a single finger slips inside of her. But are those tears of shame, as she would claim if pressed? Or are they tears of joy, her bound body getting the relief she so desires? Her hips buck a bit, grinding back against that strong hand. Tingles of pleasure echo through her very being. Tender and... tempting.

Soft squelching sounds fill the air as a second finger slips into the Princess’ once pure pussy, curling alongside the first. Slowly they begin thrust, in and out, in and out, in and out...

“Mmghhhmmh~...!” The fallen noble girl fidgets and seemingly refuses to stay still, knees thumping into her captor’s chest and elbows bumping into the back of that beast. Not in an attempt to escape – no, the arm pinned atop her waist, and the hand now holding onto her ass, makes that an impossible task – but in search of greater gratification.

Try as she might... the Princess can’t help but compare the gentle pleasures currently assailing her to... to how her virginity was taken. She can’t help but look upon that terrific act with... longing.

What should have been a special moment on her wedding night, a memory made between newlywed husband and wife, was instead sudden and unceremonious... She was desecrated, her aristocratic countenance coated and covered in a mess of creamy cum...! She was given no time to recover, left gasping for air and gagging on that sticky, slimy seed...! She –!

“MNNGHHHH~!” Bolts of blissful ecstasy rush up the Princess’ spine, her graceful back arching and dainty toes curling as a third finger forces its way inside her sullied slit, stretching out her magically enhanced hole and moving faster, faster, faster! “MHHHGHHNH~!” Her euphoric cries echo across tree and bush alike, hardly muffled by the gag that fully fills her mouth.

The Princess’ pussy clenches and constricts around this Dragon’s dominating digits, her insides quivering and convulsing as she is utterly conquered by those scaled fingers.

But as pleasurable as this is... it pales in comparison to how her purity was lost...! To how she had been so effortlessly manhandled...! To how she had been spun around, breasts squished flat against solid stone, and taken from behind...! To how that crude, colossal cock was crammed into her cunt, bottoming out in one brutish thrust...!

“NNNGGHHKMH~!” Lustful memories fill the mind of this degenerate damsel, adding to the overwhelming amount of ecstasy burning through her delicate body. “GHHHNNNH~!” Her beautiful blue eyes roll back, teeth digging deep into her gag. “HHHNGHHMKH~!” Sopping wet schlick schlicking sounds underline her perversely muffled moans, the sweet juices flowing free from her flagitious fuckhole getting squelched and splattered about as those forceful fingers frig her in a frantic frenzy.

This Princess-Whore wildly bucks her hips, grinding herself against that forceful hand as she is pushed from one peak of pleasure to the next.

Were she currently capable of coherent thought, this fallen noble would surely blame her deviant desires on this Dragon’s depraved dick. For why else would a fair maiden like herself have such unbecoming urges? Why else would she have given into these carnal cravings, as if she were nothing more than a wanton whore? Surely she must have been corrupted into this shameless state.

But that would hardly be the truth. And deep down, she knows it.

“HHNNNNNKHHH~!” Tears of joy stream down the feverishly flushed cheeks of this fallen noble girl. “HHKNNNN~!” Lewd liquids squirt from her somewhat stuffed slit, drenching her trembling thighs and spraying through the air. “HNNN~!”

Perhaps something snapped inside this girl’s mind when her maidenhood was taken? When her willing womb was stuffed full of viscous and virile seed~? When this Dragon fucked her into unconsciousness, and kept going for who knows how long after that point~?

Regardless of when or why... the degenerate desires that had long laid dormant within this perverted Princess have been drawn out, her amorous appetite awakened... and so absolutely indulged~. Heat flows through her body as she cums and cums again, letting loose and losing herself to those unbridled urges.

“MMRRRGHHHH~!” The Princess-Whore screams into her muzzling gag, demanding that the Dragon give her more...! More pleasure! More bliss! More ecstasy and euphoria! More, more, MORE~! Her delicate fingers harmlessly claw at the Dragon’s back as she is swept away by the sweet and sharp sensations suffusing her very being, shuddering and shaking and –

Without any warning at all, the fingers furiously fucking her insatiable slit... come to a sudden stop.

“Nnnnnghhhn...!” This slutty little Princess cries out in hysterical frustration, wiggling and writhing as she tries grinding herself against that unmoving hand. “Nnnnghhhhhhh...!” Panic fills her muffled voice as she doesn’t get what she wants. “Nghhhhhnhnhhh...!” Her covetous cunt clings to the Dragon’s digits, desperately attempting to keep them inside. But such a thing is futile and hopeless. She simply cannot stop those fingers from fulling pulling out of her hungry hole with a wet, suckling squelch. “Nghhghhhhhnhnnnh...!”

The Dragon seems utterly unmoved by all of that muffled whining, hardly even noticing the knees bashing into her chest and the elbows striking at her spine. The strong scaled hand that is so thoroughly slick with this Princess-Whore’s sweet juices grabs onto one of the temperamental girl’s trembling thighs, giving that soaked thing a good squeeze.

“NnghhhHHHHH!?”

Like a sack of flour being lugged around by a lowly labourer, this perverted Princess is hefted off the Dragon’s shoulder and... unceremoniously tossed onto the ground between two tall trees.

“Hhhhghh...!”

A thick bed of softly padded moss cushions her fall, but the air is driven from her lungs all the same.

“Ghhhmmhnnnngh...!” Beautiful blue eyes, clouded by lust and still slightly unfocused, glare up at the towering Dragon with the fury of a woman scorned. But the aftershocks of ecstasy still wracking through her twitching body leave her completely helpless, unable to even push herself upright as she gasps and struggles to catch her breath.

Of course, the vines binding her ankles, knees, and wrists also don’t help with that.

“Hah~!” The Dragon cruelly laughs out, crouching down before this fallen noble. “How pathetic~!” A single clawed finger presses into the bottom of that golden haired girl’s chin, forcibly lifting her head. “Have you given up on pretending to be a princess, whore~? You almost had me convinced, taking my cock as easily as a proper princess, but~...”

The defenceless noble flinches as strong fingers dig into hers rosy red cheeks, wincing as her heavily flushed face is squished and held steady.

“But you’re too much of a needy little slut!” Panic grips at the gagged girl’s heart as the Dragon’s tone abruptly grows angrier and more heated, throat glowing with a red flame as wisps of steam puff out from flared nostrils. “Too much of a wanton whore! I see it now! You are nothing but a fuckhole to be used and discarded! Not a valuable treasure to keep and cherish! Not the centerpiece for my hoard!”

Those wrathful words utterly terrify the Princess... yet they also cause her pussy to throb with need, that part of her body wanting nothing more than to be ravished and ravaged by this raging Dragon. Much to her shame.

Embarrassment and lust alike burn with the Princess, battling each other and mingling together as she struggles to come down from the tumultuous high that she let herself get carried away by.

“I can see it in your eyes that I haven’t broken you! So where is your refined dignity and austere elegance?! Where are those princessy traits that make you worth keeping?! Hahhhhh!” Hot air hisses past the Dragon’s sharp and carnivorous teeth. Disgust fills the face of that apex predator. “You’ve wasted my time, whore...!” She sucks in a breath of air and –

Ptttttahh!

Saliva splatters into the golden haired girl’s face, forcing one of her beautiful blue eyes shut.

Humiliation, greater than anything she has ever experienced before, swirls through this fallen noble’s very being. Her heart hammers away beneath her bared bosom. Despair hangs over her like the headsman’s axe.

Just a few days ago she sat in a luxurious seat, eating the most lavish of meals while awaiting a future where she would rule a wealthy and powerful kingdom. Only for that peace to be shattered, for that life to be taken from her by a coup, by the betrayal of those she trusted. She fled from that chaos, had hope in her chance for survival, and... ended up in the clutches of this Dragon. A dangerous beast that not even the greatest of armies could dare to stand against.

Her jaw tenses up, teeth biting hard into the leafy gag stuffed into her mouth.

She may have lost her land, titles, inheritance... everything that she once called her own. But she is still a Princess! By blood and by birth! That is something that can never be taken from her! No matter how many times she is defiled, no matter how disgraced she becomes, no matter if she lives or dies!

“Hhnnn!” The Princess haughtily huffs, lifting her chin up and out of the Dragon’s grasp, before turning her head to the side. Drool drips down her cheek, going completely ignored. If this is how it ends... she will face her fate with what dignity she has left!

Emerald eyes narrow into thin slits, piercing into the Princess with –

“AAARRWHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!”

An unnerving howl echoes through these woods, carried on the gentle breeze.

The Princess finds her heart freezing, even if just for a moment. A shiver runs down her spine as her confidence wavers. The one eye she has open finds itself glancing towards the Dragon.

Who... almost looks annoyed by that frightening noise...? “Tsk.” The Dragon clicks her tongue and rises back onto her feet. Without a word, she turns and steps away from the bound noble, leaving that girl lying beneath the teal and turquoise canopy of this enchanted forest.

“AARWHHHOOOOOOOOHHOOOOO!!!”

Fear... real and genuine fear... fills the fallen noble girl’s very being, bringing with it a cold chill. “Mnnnghnh!” She frantically groans through her gag, trying to call out and curse that damned Dragon, only to get completely ignored. “Mngkhh!” Her heels slam down into the soft moss as she begins to thrash and squirm, struggling against her bindings as she desperately tries to break free from them, knowing that that is her only chance for survival. But... the vines wrapped around her arms and her legs are simply too strong for a dainty and delicate Princess like herself to deal with...

“ARRRWHOOOOOO!!!”

A blur of green and beige-brown suddenly flies out from between the trees, violently crashing into the Dragon with a loud, meaty whack...!

“Nghh...!” In a wondrous show of strength, that indomitable Dragon isn’t knocked off her feet by that barrelling blur, having braced herself for impact at the last possible moment. But even then she still skids back a fair bit, clawed toes carving faint furrows into the grassy ground.

The Princess stares on in shock as what looked to be the start of a fight instead turns into... a rather warm embrace. Strong scaled arms wrap around the muscled waist of... some sort of Orc Creature...? One with fluffy ears, bestial furred limbs, and a shaggy tail that is vigorously wagging back and forth. Not to mention some rather womanly hips... and utterly bare breasts that are each larger than this noble girl’s head...

“ARWOOOO~! MAA–AAATE~! MAATE~!” A pair of large paw-like hands grip onto the Dragon’s face as this new Creature howls in eager joy, only to silence itself mere moments later. “MMMPHHMH~!” Plump lips press into a much paler pair, mashing together as these two non-Human beasts begin to messily make out.

“Mnnnghhh...” Caution fills the bound noble girl’s beautiful blue eyes as she looks upon that shamelessly affectionate sight. Her heart still hammers away at far too fast a pace, but it is nonetheless quite the relief to learn that the terrifying howling came from this lewd Orc Creature and not from a pack of ravenous wolves that would have torn her limb from limb...

Of course, the golden haired girl is not naïve enough to assume herself saved by this interruption. Nor is she passive enough to simply lay here and await her fate.

Swallowing her pride, the Princess begins to purposefully wiggle like a worthless worm, slowly making her towards the edge of the mossy patch she is laying atop. To where a gnarled root has poked out of the ground, wrapped around a jagged rock. “Mmghhnnh...!” She grunts, rolling into the perfect position to hook that sharp bit of stone onto the vines binding her wrists together. “Mmmhhhnh...!”

“Hahhhh–hahhhaha-hahahehh~!” That loud, breathy gasp shifts into maddened giggles which send shivers down the Princess’ spine. “Ooh~!” The Orc Creature perks up, amber-gold eyes turning towards that bound noble. “Mate found new mate~!?”

“If only...” The Dragon gruffly grunts, wiping some sticky strings of saliva off her face.

“Rrgh?” A confused growl rumbles from within the chest of this Orc Creature as she turns back to her barbaric and bestial Mate, head tilted to the side as she awaits some sort of explanation.

“Mhhhnhhnhhnhn...!” Panic fills the Princess’ ****, muffled cries as she struggles to saw through her sturdy braided bindings. But, bit by bit, she is making progress. Some of the thinner vines snap and fall away, while the thicker ones begin to split around the jagged rock.

A soft sigh escapes past the Dragon’s lips. “My precious pet...” Fingers covered in black scales cup that green-skinned Creature’s chin and cheek, a thumb lovingly brushing over pointy little tusks. “You know me. I only want the best for my hoard. I will having nothing but the greatest of treasures, like yourself~...”

The animalistic Orc melts into that touch, shaggy tail wagging happily above her sizable rear. “New meat pretty...” She quietly comments, nibbling at her Mate’s thumb. “Shiny gold hair... smooth skin... soft... look delicious...”

“Hhhhnmmh...!” Hope wells up within the noble girl’s heart as her hard work pays off, her hands finally pulling apart. Not wasting even a second, her trembling and unsteady fingers grabs onto that sharp stone, holding it tight. “Hhhnnnh...! Hhn...!” It takes all of her strength, but she is able to pull the rock free. “Hhhhhmh!” She cheers into her gag, immediately bringing her only chance for survival down towards the restraints wrapped around her legs.

“Yes,” the pale-skinned Dragon slowly nods, reluctantly breathing out that single word. “Which is what makes her so disappointing. That whore claimed to be a princess. But I don’t believe her. She may be beautiful beyond compare, but she lacks the grace and dignity of a proper princess. She is too shameless and too eager to be used.”

“Rrrrgh... So?” Disappointment and disbelief alike tinge that growled word. “Mate fucked new meat, yes? And meat took this,” a single paw-like hand drops down, grasping at the Dragon’s oversized dick and giving that semi-stiff shaft a strong squeeze, “yes? Like princess?”

The barbaric beast that is this black scaled Dragon bites her bottom lip. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean too much. She acted as needy as an experienced whore, so that could very well just be what she is.”

A thoughtful look fills the Orc Creature’s face as she purses her plump lips and nods, chin rubbing into the scaled hand still lifting her head up. “Wu-uuhf!” Her fluffy ears twitch as an idea quite clearly pops into the head of this simple being. “Mate test meat more...! Not in breeding hole...! Use rear!”

Silence hangs over the forest as even the Princess freezes.

“That...” The Dragon slowly exhales, a grin finding its way onto her face. “That is a wonderful idea...! Even the most practiced of whores would struggle to take my length... But a princess... a real and proper princess...! Those sluts are made for Dragon dick~...! It is in their blood~...! They can take what would split a mere whore in half...!”

The Princess’ breath catches in her throat. Her hands tremble and shake as she hastily saws through her bindings, getting so close to freeing her knees... “MNNNnnhh!” Only to fumble and drop her jagged dagger of a rock.