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Gehenna's eyes momentarily flit to Zeona before looking back at the man, but she doesn't otherwise respond to the apology. The man doesn't seem to notice at all.

Zeona's attention to Gehenna's tail doesn't get a reaction, but when her hand reaches her ass, the tiefling shifts slightly, as if encouraging Zeona's hand to slip deeper between her legs. When it reaches her pussy, she releases his testicle and moans softly. Turning to face her, she places a finger on Zeona's chin and guides her into a kiss. This time, her tongue invades Zeona's mouth eagerly, seeking out her own, while her hand moves from her chin to one breast, her thumb teasing the nipple with circular movements.

The kiss doesn't last long. "Alright, that's enough!" The man grabs both of them by the hair, holding Zeona in place while he yanks Gehenna back to his cock. She grunts in pain, but looks up at him longingly, his shaft pressing lengthwise against her cheek. "Get back to work."

"Yes, sir." Gehenna reaches up with one hand and grips the shaft gently, her fingers stroking it slowly. Her eyes move to Zeona. "Place watch closely."

Her lips slip over the tip of his cock, suckling the head for a moment before slipping further down. Her head moves up and down, but slowly advances until about the halfway point, where she seems to stay. The man chuckles, looking down at her, but he still has a tight grip on her hair. He gives Zeona a leer, then a wicked grin, then - with no other warning - grips Gehenna's head with both hands and forces his full length into her mouth. Gehenna's bulge and she makes a muffled choking, gagging sound, but the man begans to thrust violently, forcing her head back until it is pressed against the edge of the bed.

"Fucking finally!" Gehenna instinctively puts her hands on his legs, trying to push him away, but when he proves too strong, she stops resisting. Even so, he growls in frustration. "Useless whore. Not even the best throat I've fucked today."

Without pausing his thrusts, he looks over at Zeona. "You paying attention? Get to work."
 
Zeona is indeed watch closely, so she flinches at the force of the man pulling Gehenna's head onto his cock. She has to bite her lips not to say anything, but with her hand between Gehenna's legs, she tries to feel if the tiefling was in any distress, more than pleased with her 'work'... The noble half-elf was ready to use her newly gained magic to do something... but that something would make this encounter with this man a conflict.

Unless Zeona tried to do her best and try to give him head, and maybe somehow succeed... Maybe she could placate him, maybe even charm him somehow... But the thoughts that she wanted to bite off his cock was foremost in her mind. What she had done to her handmaiden, and now was dping to Gehenna, Zeona was ready to make the man hurt, bleed, and maybe even die.

Of course this was also a good opportunity to find her own capabilities and limits... and to offer the experience to her Patron.

So, Zeona get to work when that cock gets free of Gehenna's mouth. She even takes hold of his hands, and puts them in her hair, before she pushes her lips around the thick shaft, and tries to do her best with her tongue. Steeling herself and getting ready to have her head forced down on the rod, and get her throat fucked. It is not like she could do more or better than be there for the cock... But that did not meant that she didn't try working her lips and tongue, and gulping, even flexing and relaxing her neck.

Zeona trembled, as she looked up into the man's eyes, trying to show him the Abyss, and the endless torment of his soul - but also giving his body pleasure, as long as he had it - which would be a very short time to the endless times of pain and suffering for his soul.
 
Whatever pleasure Gehenna was getting from Zeona's hands ends when the man shoves his cock down her throat. Every muscle in her body seems to clench at once, and while she relaxes somewhat after she stops fighting, she still does not react to whatever stimulation Zeona gives her. As Zeona watches, tears blaze black trails down the tiefling's cheeks; she must have avoided getting her face wet in the baths. Her face grows red, then begins to transition to purple before the man pulls his cock from her mouth, slick with thick saliva and smeared lipstick. Gehenna immediately begins coughing violently and uncontrollably. It sounds painful and wrong, and her hand goes to her throat as she desperately intersperses the coughs with swallows, as if trying not to vomit. A strand of mucousy spit dangling from her lips is halfway to the floor when the man reaches down and grips her throat, forcing her chin back to look up at him.

"Love to see the damage on a whore's face," he growls in satisfaction. "Makes me feel like I'm getting my money's worth."

He releases Gehenna, leaving her to attempt to recover her composure, and lets Zeona take his hands. The feel of his cock in her mouth is new and strange, and she knows she's tasting Gehenna as much as she's tasting him. He moans is satisfaction as her tongue explores him, but he wastes little time before he forcing his cock back until it presses against her throat and beyond. He is not as forceful with that first thrust as he was with Gehenna; apparently, it's not as fun for him if it's not a surprise. Instead, he pushes into her throat slowly and steadily, enjoying every millimeter as it forces its way into a passage it shouldn't be. Malcanthet's blessings prevent him from damaging Zeona's throat in any serious way...but it still hurts.

His head lolls back as she works his cock, giving a low groan of pleasure every time she swallows around him. After a few times, he grabs Gehenna's hair and forcibly pulls her face within an inch of Zeona's. "That's how you work a cock, whore. Ain't she supposed to be learning from you?"

"I'm sorry, sir," Gehenna whispers.

The man sneers at her, then looks into Zeona's eyes for the first time since he entered her throat. After a moment of eye contact, he pushes harder, fucking her throat harder. "Love those eyes," he mutters. "Twice in one day. Fuck, what a day!"

His grunts become louder, heavier, breathier. His thrusts into Zeona's throat intensify in kind, forcing her head against the side of the bed as hard as he had Gehenna before her. Finally he forces his full length into her mouth, his fists clenching handfuls of her hair hard enough to threaten pulling it out. She feels his cock pulse before he ejaculates down her throat, holding her against him for several seconds before he is finally finished. Only then does he withdraw from, staring down at her with glassy eyes and grinning widely.

"That's a good little slut," he chuckles, but is so out of breath that the words stumble clumsily out of his mouth. He grabs Zeona's and Gehenna's hair in a hand apiece and forces their faces together. "Give the devilblood a taste. We're not done yet, though. Get up on the bed, on all fours, asses out."
 
It does not go the way Zeona thought it would. She is kind of inexperienced to know better, but she hates seeing Gehenna in pain. Zeona is surprised when she gets trapped against the bed, her throat impaled with cock... it is painful, but it is like her virginity before... Her first time, and she thinks she would hate this, but ... who knows. She hates the man more.

Her eyes wide open and staring somewhere behind the man, the half-elf coughs too, then gulps, burps a little... but then the forced kissing with Gehenna returns her to the time and place to do it right. After all, the tiefling kind of belongs to her, even if for just that night.

"Do we do this, Mistress?" Zeona whispers questioning Gehenna, collecting herself to send the man to sleep, hopefully, if needed. But she wants to follow through in her seek of new experiences, even if this one is turning out to be a bad one.
 
"You're asking me?" Gehenna's voice is unexpectedly flat as she gives Zeona a confused look. After a second, she blushes and her voice resumes its previous, breathy whisper. "For tonight, I am yours. If you want me to yourself, I am yours alone, but if you want to share me with him, then you may. Women and men are both beautiful to me..."

She kisses Zeona deeply, but more gently than befits their circumstances. "...even though you have a beauty he doesn't."

"The fuck are you waiting for?" The man sneers down at Zeona and Gehenna. "Get on the bed. You cunts need a good fucking and I've had a crazy day. Not that you'd care. You never care."
 
"Oh, but we do care! Or haven't you heard, we are paid for our time, and that includes hearing you out too?" Zeona pulls Gehenna up on the bed as she tries to copy her breathy, lustful voice. Maybe this man wants to speak, to lift the weight from his soul, to try to come to terms of some things he learned and tries to turn his head around the truth... Or at least about things that are too heavy for him to carry silently.

The half elf shakes her behind at the man. "Come on, tell us a story, but go more easy on our body, so that we can last longer..."

The cormyrian noble in hiding was trying to pull his attention on her curves, and really hoped that the tiefling was more wise and intelligent than the sellsword. Also, maybe sharing some experience together would help Gehenna start considering her more than just a paying customer to be subservient to. Secretly Zeona hoped that the other two would rub off on each other a little, making the slut more forceful and the harsh man a little subdued.

Zeona would try to get him to feel good and comfortable with being less sadistic, and telling his tale too.

Performance: 18
Persuasion: 11
 
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