That elven mage seems interesting... ((originally added by jany))

Deciding that the halfling could do with some time to fully realise what had just occured and to stew in his cum, he turned his attentions to the other four. His roving eye settled on the haughty elven mage who had caught his attention earlier with her similarity to the drow priestesses. She didn't look quite so haughty now... in fact, she appeared to be pressing her thighs together uncomfortably under her long cloth robe.

C'ock moved over to her and deftly lifted the hem, crouching down to get a better look at her crotch. Sure enough, her utilitarian underwear was getting damp, and he could smell the distinctive scent of an aroused elf. Leaning back and dropping the robe again, he let out a laugh. "So, you like to watch do you, slut?" He stroked his chin with one hand, looking pensive. Her skin flushed hotly as he calmly drew attention to her state of arousal in this off-hand manner. "I think it's time you learnt the joys of... participation, my dear."

C'ock walked over to where he had stowed their gear, searching through the many bags until he found some material that would do as a blindfold. As he walked back to the mage, he saw her magic staff lying on the ground. He picked it up, turning it over in his hands. The wood was intricately carved with various magical runes, and was slightly warm to the touch. He hefted it between his hands, feeling the weight of it. A cruel smile played across his face...

He turned back to the mage, placing the staff on the ground for now. He carefully blindfolded her, then untied her from the tree, quickly turning her and retying her so that she was now facing it. He tied her wrists together so that she was "hugging" the tree, her ample cleavage - still in the light mage robes - squashed against the trunk. He then did the same with her ankles, so that her legs were grasping the tree and she was suspended several inches above the ground. C'ock stepped back and admired his handiwork. Then he lifted the mage's robe again, exposing her underwear to the other members of the erstwhile adventuring party. He tossed the robe up over the head of the blindfolded elf, leaving her top covered but her legs and ass bare - except for her underwear, which he now removed with the quick slit of a knife. Her milky white backside was exposed to the other four members of the party; not that the exhausted, gasping halfling seemed to be paying much attention. The other three were writhing hopelessly against their bonds, although they were no longer screaming.

The evil drow placed his practised hands on the mage's asscheeks, spreading them to reveal the small pucker of her asshole. He took a moment to think back to the time he'd **** the ass of a drow priestess in the middle of an important ritual, but this was no time for nostalgia. He had work to do, and C'ock took his work seriously... very seriously indeed. He slid one finger into the waiting hole as the elf twisted and squirmed away from his probing touch, her yells of protest muffled by the robes pulled up over her head.

Bending down, C'ock picked up the magic staff and started easing it into the elf's asshole. It was a little difficult, especially given the awkward angle that the length necessitated, but that wasn't going to stop the drow. The thought of violating the mage with her own staff was more than enough to spur him on. Further and further he pushed it up, until it wouldn't go any further. He had buried a good ten inches in there, and now he rapidly withdrew most of it before shoving it back in, starting to fuck her with the carved wooden shaft. The **** of his thrusts with the shaft were causing her slender body to shift up and down along the trunk, the rough bark rubbing against her pussy lips. C'ock kept one hand powering the staff, and reached round with the other to open her pussy lips, spreading them against the bark so that the rough edges were directly stimulating her clit. He then pushed down on the small of her back, forcing her cunt closed to the tree as he continued the **** on her asshole.

"I wish you could see yourself now," he said, his tone almost conversational. "Humping a tree with a magic staff **** your asshole... would watching that turn you on? Shame that blindfold is on there. Not that you'd be able to see much from your - ah - position, anyway," he added with a smirk. She shrieked and struggled, but her movements only caused her to rub her abused clit harder against the tree bark. C'ock's own "magic staff" was growing firmer and larger by the second as he watched that helpless ass writhing. With a final thrust, he pushed the staff even further up than before - and left it there, the long pole holding the elven mage up in the air like some sort of bizarre support strut.

He turned his attention to his huge, quivering cock. "I bet you'd like to see me cum all over your friends, little mage?" She moaned involuntarily at the thought, and he laughed. "But I'm afraid you'll be missing that too. Maybe I'll turn you back round later. Maybe."

C'ock took one last look at her shaking body before turning his attention back to the others.