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Lea reached Thrak's quarters with a mixture of excitement and forboding. She had worked herself into a state of high arousal but also feared the effect a monster like Thrak might have on her small body. She felt much like a toy or worse a pet to the giant male, her strength no match for him. "To new friends..." Lea joined into the toast just before the other women seemed to pounce on the randy orc. It was clear that Cortia remained under the influence of the collar as she obediently knelt before the dominant male and began servicing his thick cock with her full lips and devout mouth.

Desira was not to be outdone either and went to work on the half orc as well as enticing the dragonborn with her shapely ass. Lea watched intently, eyes wide once more at the sheer size of Thrak's pole. She admired the others, more than a little jealous at their ability to pleasure and take the thick cock. She doubted she could do anything like that and her eyes wandered to the dragonborn wondering how he would enter into the 'rest' the group seemed intent upon taking.

For a few moments, Lea thinks she might be spared the attention of the beast but he scoops her up and begins to toy with her once more. She can feel her snug leather breeches being shredded by the sharp claws. She had reveled in riding Thrak like a beast, feeding her own arousal, but now it was on his terms. She tried to wriggle and squirm her way out of his grip but he was just too strong. "Wait...what are you...stop!" She protested but Thrak seemed too far gone with lust to let mere words stop him. She had thought for sure the other two would empty his balls but before she knew it she was once again face to cock with Thrak. She wasn't ready, not by any stretch of the imagination. Thinking quick she tore off her light top, freeing her perky breasts in front of him.

There was no way she could get her lips around that head so instead she used both hands to pull his cock between her tits. She trapped his thick timber between her arms, chest, and breasts. His oozing precum and the other girls saliva was soon spread across her upper body as she began to slide up and down his length using her tits and hands to stroke his thick pole. Her lips and tongue tasted him as she lowered herself down the length of his shaft nearly running the length of her torso. She could feel his heavy balls at her belly even as she licked his slick cockhead. She just hoped this would be enough for him.
 
Seeing the precum dripping from the priestess lips as she almost choked on Thrak's pole Desira was thinking she wanted some too. It was as if the big halforc could had heard her thoughts, because in that very moment she was roughly grabbed from her pointy ear, and received a taste of his manhood, and a deep one, not letting his balls away, she moved her other hand between her legs and used her fingers to open her labia and touch her clit, hoping the dragonborn would see it and gave her some love too.

She soon noticed Thrak began more energy into her than with his previous partner, sticking his cock as deep as he could, he was hurting her ears a little and almost choking her, but at least she would make him cum, she would not let him get away with it, she grabbed her balls harder, and opened her throat as when she cast her vocal spells, the trick is in the throat, it took a little effort and concentration as he was being too rough, but every girl likes a strong rough man to fuck her, right. Soon she was performing like a sword swallower taking all his thick cock inside his seemingly narrow mouth. Still playing with his balls, her face would be striking into Thrak's belly, making pressure with his vocals to his wide shaft until she would make it tingle. After a few thrusts one couldn't know who was forcing who, as Desira's move would be just as vigorous as his, she just wouldn't breath for several seconds when she made his hand rub his whole length in a quick motion until she would feel a hot stream jet directly inside of her throat. As he relaxed she sucked the fleshy rod dry, sucking all of his cum, leaving only her saliva upon it.

Not that his cock would go flabby after that, not with that powerful build he had, on the contrary he would extend it to the small halfling with more precum pouring from it. After Lea had grabbed his mighty cock between her breasts and started giving him a titfuck, Desira thought It was time to fulfill a promise she had made to her, maybe the halfling didn't take her seriously, but she sure was when she told her she would help take inside her the man she wished. And so the halfelf embraced the halfling from behind and slowly caressed her way right to her pussy, slowly fingering her in a fondly way, only to finish whispering some magical words into her ear. Those would increase Lea's sensitivity to Desira's touch who would still keep exploring her pussy but most important letting her stretch wider so she would be able to take on Thrak's erection.
 
Cortia felt the pressure of the collar ease as she began to slowly bob her head upon Thrak's member. She felt relief as she began to work him, the collar rewarding her obedience. So she kept on working, sucking the bulk of his member and swallowing down precum as it came. Her eyes shot wide suddenly as Thrak grabbed her golden hair and shoved her down further. Despite the collar she was nowhere near as skilled as Desira or even Lea, she was a priest after all. However her throat yielded t his assault, Cortia doing her best not black out from the choking.

The Cleric caught her breath again as Thrak released her, panting heavily as her face rested against the Barbarians member. Her face was covered in a mixture of saliva, pre cum, sweat and a few tears from the choking. She was unmoving for a moment, recovering, even as Thrak slapped his shaft against her face a few times. As he spoke she looked up at Thrak, before turning to look at Ariv, giving the dragonborne a lustful gaze. "Yes sir..." She purred, pulling herself away from Thrak and her fellow ladies.

As Cortia approached the Dragonborn she began to strip, her clothes feeling like too much now. Her armour was hastily discarded on the floor, clattering down against the stone noisily. Her clothes soon followed, taking her time and seeming to give the Sorcerer a small show as she stripped for him, her generous bust and ass being shown off to the party once more. By the time she reached Ariv all she wore was the collar and her holy symbol, the rest scattered across the floor. Without a word the human girl kneeled before the dragon, starting to tug at his clothes so she could get to his exotic member.
 
Ariv moved on with the group into the room to rest. He was all right to keep moving on, but it seemed the women had been moving for a while and needed a break. He was perfectly happy to oblige and let them return to their full strength. This place had orcs guarding it, who knows what other secrets it may hold? Having a rested party would be ideal. He gave a smile as Desira mixed them a drink from the bar, taking his own and raising it in the cheer. "Aye, to new friends," he said, taking it down. It was actually fairly strong, the bard apparently knowing her stuff. Not that he was buzzed, but a few more and he certainly would be.

Thinking it would be a time to speak or get to know each other, it seemed to be the latter, and they would be getting to know each other quite well. Starting with that collar influencing Cortia, she moved to Thrak and immediately took his length into her mouth, and the girls joined in gleefully. His eyes widened. Not that he was so innocent himself, but it was rare to see people so brazen about it. Lea was small enough that she was basically taken up by Thrak and his massive length, but the other two seemed to want to share the fun. Cortia obeyed an order and started to move toward him, but he was already close, moving in to the hypnotizing sway of Desira's rear. His rough, clawed hands gripped her, not usually so brazen, but the feel of this place and the scent of pheromones filling the air from the action already going on, he felt more call to action. A grin was on his face as Cortia came up to her knees in front of him, helping pull away his robes. His cock was sheathed, though out and erect at this point, it had a notable head at the end but was more pointed than a human one. Still, though not as large as Thrak, it had girth, wide and lengthy. Letting Cortia attend to him, his claws retracted some as he started to join Desira's own fingers, two rubbing at her slit, fully partaking in the orgy and loving it.
 
Lea heard Cortia's obedient submission and knew without looking that the busty human priest was ready to service the reptilian male. She was curious about his features but had way too much cock on her hands...and breasts to worry about anything else at the moment. She felt Desira's attention approaching her already sensitive pussy though she thought it ridiculous that the half elf could do anything with her fingers or words that would allow her to take the massive girth of Thrak inside her halfling core.

Lea understood little of the charlatan's words but the effect of her skilled fingers on the halfling's nether lips was impossible to ignore. Her touch made Lea quiver with arousal and desire for more. The more was right in front of her and while Lea didn't understand what was going on, it was simple enough if one understood the role of a bard in an adventuring party. It wasn't so much that she had any magical effect on the tightness of Lea's tight openings, but more akin to boosting the morale of a warrior. Just like a good bard can convince a lone fighter that he just might be able to take on an orc army, Desira's words began to convince Lea that she could take Thrak's impossibly thick cock inside of her. It was more perception than reality, but sometimes it was perception that counted, especially when Lea's mind was already clouded with arousal from Desira's skillful fingers and her own riding of Thrak to this very room.

Lea began to look at Thrak with a confidence and hunger that might signal what was in store for him. The tiny halfling began eyeing up his monstrous cock. She slowed her stroking, the sudden urge to feel him inside her almost overwhelming. Finally she stopped her strokes and used her grip on his stiff shaft to climb upward until her feet were on his thighs. His long cock nearly reached her pussy even as she stood on his lap. She was positioning herself directly over his bulbous cock head, slick with his arousal. She dipped herself down slightly, letting her swollen lips touch his head, the size difference still absurd but the determined look on her face was unmistakable.
 
These girls... He thought to himself. They were magnificent. That half elf, had no problem taking him down. In fact it was almost magical how she can take him in to the hilt. Her tongue stayed strong, her lip's firm around him, his tip pressing deep into her throat. With her grip still firmly on his ball's, even hurting him a bit! With the pain, the pleasure, and the way her throat melodically gagged against him it was no wonder she easily coaxed a hot load out of him. A bit ashamed at how she easily broke through his endurance, he gripped her ear's harder, tugging against them as his seed filled her throat. But he was still hard, and his Halfling friend seen to it he was not left unpampered. She couldn't take on his cock, she knew it, he knew it. But that didn't leave her incapable of pleasing him!

With as gawked expression, he watched as she happily used her whole body to please his shaft. Her hand's wrapping around him, and Jerking against him. Soon, moving on to more of her soft flesh, she began to use her breasts. No more then that! She rubbed him between her small, perky breasts, and against her soft tummy. Grinding her body against him, her soft flesh egging him onto another climax. As her tongue flicked along his membrane.

With a happy grin, he watched as the Bard gave her encouragement. Pleasing the Halfling, and giving her the words she needed to hear to brave this mountain of a man. As he sat on the ground, he watched as she climbed up his thighs and onto his lap. Her pussy pressed cautiously against his tip, but her eyes sparked with determination. Thrak wanted to squeal like a girl, that's just how cute she was to him. The man firmly gripping his hands onto her wide hip's. He pressed down gently. Savage he may be, he didn't want to hurt her. Pulling an elf's ears is foreplay, simply thrusting his monster into a women of such stature and fragility? Would be cruel. He pushed down on her hip's. His cock head slowly entering. Thrak both surprised, and turned on by her forewardness, on mounting the large man herself. He gave a low guttural groan of frustration. As it was tough for him to go further then an inch past the tip. His cock was just to thick. As logic had dictated already, Nature did not make a Halfling, for being fucked by an Ork. But Thrak was now just as determined as she was. He wanted her to feel as much of him as can be fit. His tip not being enough for him. "Ghaaagh.." He groaned, as he put more force into his grip, her hip's slowly being pushed harder onto him. His cock slowly stretching her pussy, until it's tip met her womb. As he did so, he licked against her neck, Tasting her soft flesh, as he can now feel more of himself inside her. Though, to have all of him would be futile. Her pussy only taking in half his cock, as it had filled her and touched against her deepest part's. Thrak was as patient as a beast can be. As he hoped he did not truly hurt her. But, now his patience has dwindled. It was time to start fucking! His hand's began raising her up and down, bobbing her little body onto his cock. The tightness it'self being enough to please him immensely, even if she could not possibly take him all in. Besides, most the fun was going to be in making her squirm in pleasure over his member. "Graaagh!" Thrak cry's out, as his pace hasten's. His membrane receiving shock's of immense pleasure, each time it kissed against her womb. His soft lick's, growing. Until he opened his maw and lowered his head, gently biting against her shoulder in a bestial nature. His teeth press against her flesh, nawing as his tusk's press against her, his maw locking against her. He was careful enough not to hurt her, but was unsure if he were to draw blood. As if to pin her down to his will, his mouth continued to grip against her. He didn't fully understand why he liked to do this to his women. In fact, it was almost natural for him to do so, his mouth capable of locking onto her shoulder as if naturally built to do so. Perhaps that's how Ork's kept their sexual victims from running? Or maybe, it was a sign of affection towards ones mate? Who knows. A betting man would say a bit of both, as they are a sexually deviant and ultimately violent species. Which almost showed through, in how he began to thrust his hip's along with the movements of her body, his cock pressing against her deeply and roughly. Content in stretching her, to fit the shape of his cock!
 
Riordan hadn't been quite sure what to expect, after entering the Sage's Tower from the secret entrance made for his Paramour. Honestly, he only knew about the entrance after stumbling across it a few years earlier, when he'd had to hide out for a few days from one of the crime lords of the area. 'Rinn was still a bit annoyed at that.

It wasn't his fault the man was shit at cards and had no poker face.

Still, when the town started muttering about the tower, the little secret passage had come to mind. With the front door sealed off, it was the only way in. Curiosity had took hold of him and he'd left to check things out.

He'd been surprised that it looked like he wasn't the first one to use the tunnel that day. It was clear that someone had been...using the 'Rumpus' Room. From there he'd made his way to and through the labyrinth, thankful for people who had already dealt with the traps. Looks like he'd gotten there before they had time to reset.

The Ogres had been easy. A quick bout of invisibility and putting his years of sneaking in the back alleys to use, and he was past them.

And now, he found himself here, in the middle of what looked to be the beginnings of an orgy. If his pants weren't already tight with his pulsing cock from the magic he had uses, it'd be rising to full mast right now.

"Well, well, this isn't quite what i expected to find on my way here. Your friend back there said you were a bit frisky, but it seems I underestimated you." His eyes crinkled as he smiled in greeting. Opening them again, he said, "Then again, perhaps I can understand with such a wide array of beautiful specimens such as yourselves."
 He said, staring at the group in all. Truly, they were all magnificent, from the large form of the Half-Orc, to the tiny frame of the halfling or the glittering scales of the Dragonborn.

His cloak fluttered a bit, as he brought a hand to his mouth, gasping, "Ah, but I've forgotten to introduce myself! I am the one and only Riordan O'rinn, the so called Scoundrel, Cheat or Hustler of Lower Ozledo. But that's just my many detractors who are simply sore losers. You, my friends, may simply call me 'Rinn!"

Walking forward, his sandaled feet sounding lightly on the floor, he put on of his hands on the Half-Elven woman's rear, massaging. "I know we just met, but I'd so hate to interrupt the fun. Do you mind if I join in?" At his point, his large cock was so hard it was pulling against the fabric of his pants, the outline clearly visible.
 
Cortia took a moment to admire Ariv's cock, seeing just how different it was to that of a humans. It wasn't long though, the collar kicked in and she proceeded as ordered. Closing her eyes she slowly took the pointed head into her mouth, moaning with desire as she did. She took her time, slowly bobbing her head as her tongue explored every inch of the draconic member. She was able to take a good portion of it, the experienced with Thrak helping her take the length.

The priestess didn't hear Riordan enter, only being aware of the new male when he spoke up. She slowed, listening but not yet stopping her work on the dragonborn. As he finished, she slowed to a stop, pulling off and looking back at Rinn, biting her lip. With the collars influence she couldn't wait to service this new half-elf, but not before her orders were done. "Sister Cortia, at your service. Please, we have plenty of room." The priestess smiled, before turning back to Ariv.

Now back on task she took his cock with renewed vigor, bobbing her head much more rapidly and starting to take it into her throat. With Thrak having pushed past it earlier, the cleric found it easier to do this time round, doing all she could to please the sorcerer.
 
'Rinn smiled, saing "Nice to meet ya', Sister Cortia. Glad to join in!" His free hand, the one not groping the other half-elf's ass, travels to the sister's ass as he grabs one of her buttcheeks, massaging and kneading it. Lifting one hand or the other a couple of time, he tugs off the cloak flowing about his shoulders, and untying the rope that held his robe closed.

"May i say that the both you have quite the delectable ass? Both soft, yet firm! They feel great under my hand." He grinned, squeezing them as his robes fell open, revealing his bare chest. Despite his lithe frame, he was still in decent shape, light muscles decorating his body. His pants, with no rope to hold them up, were loose on his hips, his dick forming a large tent with the cloth.
 
The halfelf was happy to feel Lea's desire for more of her skilled fingers into her, and so she got a third finger into her, slowly widening her soaked soaked wet slit, caressing her well formed breast, and kissing her neck from behind, rising her arousal to the maximum. Once Thrak sat on the floor and seeing how Lea was determined to take on Thrak's thick shaft, Desira would still follow when she suddenly felt a strange hand grabbing and massaging her ass, making her forget about the others.

Her ears still hurt from Thrak's grip and so she wouldn't be able to hear well, but she turn her head around and saw a nice looking halfelf whose hand was very skilled. As horny as she was she only felt happy to see a member of her race. Licking Lea's juice from hand she moved her hand through her own body, caressing and squeezing her own breast and playing with her nipples as she continued to sway her ass for the stranger, spreading it more to have a better feel of his hand and fingers that were kneading her.

Desira hand continued her way to her anxious pussy, passing by and between her leg to find his hand and pulling him closer, making his pants fall to the floor so she could feel his already hard cock between her asscheeks, and have his naughty hand inside her wet cunt.
 
Chuckling, 'Rinn lifted his hand from Cortia's ass, moving over to the other half-elf who was currently pulling his cock from his pants. As his member popped free from its cloth constraints, it sprang upwards, the full 8 and a half, nearly 9, inches dipping in the air before finding itself inbetween the half-elfs ass cheeks. Continuing to knead and massage here asscheek with one hand, he brings the other start playing with wet pussy.

"Quite the horny one, aren't you my dear? Haven't even introduced yourself yet." Ribbing the outer folds of her slit, he begins to work a finger into her tight, wet hole, pumping it in and and out. "So then, what shall I call you? Slut? Whore? Cumdump, perhaps?" Moving his hips so that his large, fleshy rod slid between the cheeks of her ass, like two buns pressing against a sausage, he continued, "If any of those appeal, just make it known."

As he worked his finger in and out, he took one of his free fingers and searched for the fleshy button he knew was there, pressing it when he found it. Swirling his finger around her greedy slit, he slipped in another, curling them and scraping against her inner walls.

Riordan sighs as he thrusts against her asscheeks. "Now, this is what i call a good time."
 
Lea had little attention for anything other than Thrak's massive cock as she felt it press against her hot wet sex. She shifted her hips trying to work the thick head into her tight little pussy but she couldn't generate enough downward thrust, she simply wasn't heavy enough. It wasn't until Thrak's large hands, which practically encircled her waist, began pulling her downward that she began to truly feel him spread her. She let out a long slow moan, grateful that Thrak was being gentle with her, giving her swollen lips time to stretch around his monstrous girth. She felt Desira's hands on her breasts and she covered them softly with her own before the half elf was pulled away. Lea knew someone else had entered but she had no mental or emotional bandwidth to even acknowledge their latest addition or to see how Cortia was servicing the dragon.

She could feel every ridge and vein in Thrak's manhood as it impressed itself so completely into her core. She felt him bottom out against her cervix. The sensation causing her to look downward to see her slender belly bulging with the faint outline of the orc's cock inside of her. She could feel Thrak's powerful heartbeat as his cock throbbed within her. She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling for several moments, her pussy quivering around the mighty shaft within her. Slowly she pushed downward with her feet, lifting her upward, her tight lips stretched about the iron shaft, tugging slightly outward as she rose up. When she could feel her lips clinging desperately to the ridge of Thrak's cock head she paused, waiting to see if he would pull her back downward, taking what was his with his might grip about her waist. Soon it seemed they were like familiar lover's finding a rhythm that pressed his cock against her womb with each thrust into her, her pert breasts bouncing enticingly.

As Thrak became more aggressive his might jaw seemed to clamp upon her as if he were going to devour her. Instead he seemed to lock onto her, to claim her with his mouth as well as his might shaft. Lea began to lose herself in the intensity of the fucking the half-orc stud was giving her. Her body steadily surrendering to the overwhelming force of nature that was Thrak. Soon he was bouncing her up and down as much of his cock as her tiny frame could possibly take. She could feel him working at her womb like a battering ram, wondering if he was going to deliver his seed to the very gate of her garden. She was nearing the edge of her sanity as she felt her climax begin to build within her. She was amazed at his stamina which seemed to be all the more impressive since Desira took his first seed of the day. It was clear Lea was in for the ride of her life.
 
As Desira slowly recovered her hearing, she only heard a few words from the stranger, "Name's Desir..ahh", answered as she moaned from the big appendage she felt sliding between her asscheeks, the large cock, not as great as Thrak's yet enormous for a halfelf, made her whole body shiver, as she didn't expect such a big surprise.

Feeling her clit touched and twirled, a louder moan escape her throat along with some juicy drip from within her. Letting his hand go, her legs trembled, slowly bending, yet her hips would still sway following the moves of his full shaft, and her ass would tighten to get a better feel of his manhood. Making him thrust his cock harder or be trapped in her ass. As horny she already was, the way the head of cock felt against her smooth skin and how his precum lubed her rear in the inside, was slowly driving her crazy, anxious for more, making her bend more putting her hands on the floor.

Desira laid down her whole body, raising her ass and spreading her legs, exposing her totally, even allowing him see her big round breasts pressed against the floor, reading herself to be taken from behind by the stranger. "You can introduce it whenever you wish, big boy, you came just in the right moment".
 
Riordan's cock twitched at the sight in front of him, pulsing against her cheeks. Pumping in and out of her snatch a few times, he withdrew his fingers, chuckling. Bringing them to his mouth, he sucked on them, relishing in her flavor. "Well, if you insist, my dear. And Desira, was it? Such a lovely name, for a wanton slut like you."

Pulling his hips back, he lowered his dick until it was rubbing up against her wet folds, rubbing it in a bit. He moaned at the sensation, thinking that this would be a great time. Smirking, he lined his swollen cockhead up with her entrance, before bumping into her once, twice, and then on the third bumps he continued all the way in, his large pole of flesh splitting part her folds as he brought his hand back down to continue playing with her clit.

"Mmmm, what a nice, tight pussy you have! I'll do my best to give it the fucking it deserves!" So saying, he drew back, before pounding into her, impaling her on his cock as he speared in and out of at a good pace, his large balls slapping into her thigh. Meanwhile, his other hand continued kneading her asscheek.

Leaning over, he brought his hand forwards, wrapping it around her torso t grope one of her tits, taking it into his hand as he sped up, pounding her harder and harder while he dug his fingers into the flesh of her tit.

"Ah! And these tits are to die for, so firm and gropable! I bet you have people grabbing them all the time, don't you?" He pinched her nipple between his fingers, rolling it between them as he lightly pulled at it.
 
Desira delighted on the powerful shaft of his mate, feeling how he rubbed her swollen labia making her body shiver against the halfelf hips as she was firmly grabbed by the rear, her pussy was still tight shut yet completely dampened and this was what would allow him to fully enter her depths in one sudden thrust. Yet his whole shaft was welcomed into Desira's womanhood with a loud deep moan and a slight drip of cum. "Ohh..You like it tight big boy?, so do I", she said as she arched her back raising her ass but also tightening her pussy, constricting his cock to the point he would feel a delightful pain around the base of his pole. This would make it tougher for him to move in and out, yet much more pleasant as the strong pressure moved along his whole length.

Suddenly she felt him reaching her cervix as he leaned forward, making Desira gasp as she tried to get a hold of something to help her endure the rough insertion. Only her pack was near her hand and she grabbed it desperately as she was pulled back between moans, grabbed by her breast. "They haven't been groped in a long time", and even longer with such skill she thought, "All I had recently was ahh... ", some precum flowing inside of her interrupted her voice as she spoke, "...Cortiahh! I been craving for this", she said, not trying to give a command to the will weakened priestess yet it would seem so as she was pulled back. Maybe Cortia be joining her as she had called upon her without realizing.

Standing up Desira tried to grab his neck with her arms, fully exposing her naked voluptuosness to the rest. Yet standing as she was and before she would reach for his neck, she might find herself restrained if the halfelf was as dominant as he spoke, as some of the tools from the first room had fell out from her pack. As Desira didn't listen most of his words she was submitting willing into an easy to control position.

If Desira found herself restrained all she might be able to see in front of her Cortia joining them in complete submission and the small Lea, who seemed to be receiving more than she could be regularly handling. Maybe the other girls had not thought about this but, if Thrak is indeed a guard wouldn't his duty include to fuck and slave any intruders as he was doing, the old sage was wise to choose a well endowed man as him, maybe Thrak hadn't realize himself but he was being used to keep the girls submitted to his massive stick of flesh. Definitely not a good time for the girls if whoever was in charge of the tower decided to appear.
 
When Desira cried out her name, Cortia was busy serving Ariv. Her attention was fully focused on task, but the collar had other ideas. The moment the order, well sort of order, her focus changed. The Cleric stopped her motions, her blowjob of the dragonborn ending there. Pulling off she turned to Desira, eyes glazed over as the desire and magic of the collar became too much for the girl.

She approached then, walking with all the seductive grace of a royal courtesan. Her orders weren't clear, but there was enough to make her act. So the cleric pressed against the standing half-elf, hands grasping and groping at the girls breasts. He lips buried themselves into Desira's neck, working on making her current mistress feel pleasure. It was clear at this point Cortia was ripe for abuse while in this tower.



While the party was busy with its little orgy, the room had become more crowded. Shadows covered the many walls and corners, seeming to hide vague figures among them. Opposite the party however sat a man, obscured by the sudden shadows. He was of indeterminate age, appearing elderly but seeming far fitter than a man of that age should be. He wore green robes and had a white beard, no hair. He appeared to be human to any that took the time to look for the signs.

The man had an amused smile on his face, enjoying the show clearly and soon enough clapping when it was clear he'd been noticed. "Such lovely girls to have come so far in my home. Will make such fine additions should you boys care to share." The old man made no effort to hide how he inspected each of the party members, nor how he enjoyed it. He also appeared unarmed, just wearing the robes and nothing else.
 
Riordan groaned as Desira's fleshy walls clamped down on his massive dick, providing pleasurable squeezing sensation on his shaft as he continuously pounded in and out of her. Each thrust slid in with a quick 'schluck,' the engorged, mushroom like head slamming into her over and over. As she went to stand, spilling her bag of 'toys' on to the ground, he grinned, and removed his hands from assaulting her tits to bend her back over. But before he could, Cortia replaces his hands on her tits with hers, and he frowns.

Thinking for a moment, he grabs her arms before she can wrap them around his neck, and twists them around her back, clutching them with one hand. The other he made a quick gesture, and a small mutter under his breath and one of the toys upon the ground, in particular a large, phallic object, drifted over to him. Smirking, he dug into a pack at his side with the hand holding the dildo, before bringing out a jar of ointment. It was a bit of a bind to open it and lather it upon the object, but he got it nice and lubricated. Still binding her arms behind her back as he thrust in and out, he brought it to her tight little pucker, working the tip of the fake phallus into her ass as he slightly bent her over.
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As the old man made himself, known, Riordan tensed, but when it was clear no attack was incoming -for now- he continued thrusting. Eyeing the man warily, he says, "That's more up to them, than anything, but at the moment I'm a bit adverse to sharing anything with strange people who come out of nowhere."
 
"Oh please, you break into my home and I get suspicion? People these days, should be happy I don't chain you all up for this trespass." The old Sage shook his head, though his tone was one of amusement and not anger. "But you are not under my employ yet, so I'll let you finish." The Sage then turned to Lea and his old guard before smiling. "As for you, I'll be taking that thank you." At the last line, the Sage snapped his fingers.

At that simple gesture Thrak froze his movements, seeming to come under some sort of spell, leaving the halfling just sitting half on the Orcs cock. Cortia also stopped her actions, the collars true master now calling to her. "Dear, if you could please bring the halfling here please."

Cortia stood bolt straight before turning to Lea where she sat. The cleric approached, focused just upon the task she'd been given. Taking hold of the little Rogue she began to lift the girl and carry here. While seeming passive before, Cortia was quite strong in her own right, strong enough to keep the struggling halfling from getting free. As ordered she turned and carried Lea to the Sage.

The Sage at this point had waved his hand and his robes had vanished, leaving him naked. Despite his age the body seemed much fitter and younger than it should be. His member also wasn't right, being unnaturally large for a human. Though if his tower was any indication, he'd modified it with magic. He smiled as Lea was brought to him. "So you're the one who discovered my little secrets then hmm?" Cortia let go of Lea infront of the Sage, standing behind her till ordered otherwise.
 
Desira gasped in surprise when her arms were intercepted and taken to her back, she didn't feel like being restrained right now and struggled in a way it could only be contained by some binding she instantly found herself locked into so he could easily hold her with one hand. Her face, as she turned back to complain only gave a moan out right into Riordan's face, as Cortia had assaulted her fully exposed breasts from the front. As much as she initially resisted to the dominance of her fellow, the priestess sudden grab of her anxious globes with hands and lips added to the nonstop movement inside of her were quick to make her change her mind in the midst of the heat. "Oh Cortia... oh yes fuck me more", her words upon both of her lovers would only translate as commands for Cortia, compelling her, vague as this commands were, to fuck her hard indeed, but in whatever sinful way her now led mind wished.

With Cortia's hard grasp upon her breasts, mashing them, digging her fingers into her skin, Desira forgot for a second she was being restrained against her will, practically raped as her ass was was invaded by some big phallic toy covered in a cold wet substance that made it possible to slide it into her narrow asshole, her squeals and moans of pleasure didn't allowed her to notice there was yet another man watching. It would only be when Cortia let her sensitive bosom alone, her whole shivering in ecstasy that she saw the old man.

Desira worried when she saw the old man, was he friend or enemy, will he enslave them or help them. But she was not in position to do anything but to cum as she was bound and both her holes were continuously pumped, she would even have trouble to articulate a single word between the deep guttural moans coming out of her while she swung back and forth like a doll. It would soon be obvious he was the sage of the tower as he answered Riordan, and it be clear as well he had some plans for them. Cortia had already the collar on, Thrak already served him, and Riordan didn't seem to have any intention to stop fucking her right now. Seemed Lea, as bad her situation seemed to be, was the only one able to do or say anything.
 
Riordan let out a few low grunts as he continued thrusting, eyeing the old man. If he was the Sage of this tower, then he was dangerous. They would have to be careful. Luckily, it seemed the man wasn't too upset or hostile with them. Yet. Still, his mind raced, even as he enthralled in the pleasure of Desira's tight, heavenly pussy, her walls clamping down on his dick, every time he rammed himself into her driving her closer and closer to orgasm. It simply made her pussy tighter and tighter, enhancing the pleasure. And he could feel the large dildo through the walls of her ass, as he continuously thrust that in and out of her as well.

He needed to come off as unafraid. They couldn't let the man see how bad of a situation they were in. Though he probably already knew and was just keeping up a charade. Slowly, through pants of breath, he latched on to something the man had said. Narrowing his eyes, he took his hand from the dildo and scrawled an arcane mark on Desira's back, using it as the somatic part of his spell, as he muttered under his breath.

Then, he cast his spell, and infused both himself and Desira with it, arcane magic washing through their bodies, grasping on to what was their and strengthening it, enhancing it, as their minds were filled with confidence and a sense of surety. As he did so, he grunted, feeling her cum around his massive cock, milking him for his seed, and his balls happily complied, churning as his dick twitched. Thick, white bursts of cum blasted inside of her, painting her walls with his seed. Gasping a bit, he tried not to let it affect him, as he looked the man in the eye.

"Employment? And what are doing with our friend there?" He nodded towards the halfling. "I'd rather any conflict that may happen between us will be resolved peacefully, with everyone's minds intact."

Releasing Desira's hands and letting her bend back up, he pulled himself slowly from her slit, though his cock remains rock hard as it's cradled between her thighs.
 
Just as Lea thought she might lose her mind in the throes of Thrak's passion it all came to a screeching halt. Despite her usual powers of observation, she had been oblivious to the arrival of their host. She had been nearing a climax and her small but strong hips still rode the mighty cock even as it became stone still and still rock hard. Her breasts heaved with her arousal and exertion but she first noticed Thrak's lack of movement and then began to realize things were changing within the room. She ached so badly, she wanted nothing more than to keep riding even if he held still there was still more cock than she could possibly handle.

Her eyes still half closed with pleasure she looked up and finally took notice of the newcomer. She hadn't yet realized he was the reason for Thrak's stillness. Slowly she tried to focus her mind, as her own hips stilled she could still feel the powerful throbbing of Thrak's pulse in his shaft, at least he was still alive. She heard the Sage's order but her mind still wasn't processing as she watched the lovely cleric come to claim her for her true master. She let out a soft moan of protest as she felt the vast emptiness as Cortia firmly took her from her lover's shaft. She struggled but didn't fight Cortia outright, she knew the cleric was obeying the collar and she had to admit the woman's flesh felt good pressed against her own. Cortia's sexuality was undeniable as was the power of the Sage over her at this moment.

Lea felt a bit like property as she was delivered to the Sage by the obedient cleric. She felt like a naughty child being caught as the serious cleric stood behind her, blocking any escape she might attempt. As the Sage's robes disappeared Lea couldn't help but feel a sharp pang of her still unsatisfied arousal. He might be old but his 'tower' still stood proud. While Lea preferred to use her wits and her dexterity to get out of trouble, she wasn't opposed to using her body or her charm. She turned her sweet smile on the old man and made no effort to hide her naked body from him. "I'm sure you have plenty more." She said coyly, Lea valued her freedom and the ease at which the Sage was able to control others worried her. Perhaps it would be best for him to see just how willing she could be...
 
The Sage turned his attention to the two half-elves as Cortia delivered Lea to him. "Yes, your big Orc friend is my servant. Right now your lovely priest too, thinking of keeping her too." When Cortia arrived with Lea she bent over the shorter girl, her and the Sage sharing a passionate kiss. It was unclear just how willing Cortia was with all this, she was too far gone this close to the master. As they broke the kiss the Sage finished talking to Riordan. "If I wanted you all broken I would of done so already. You were hardly in a position a moment ago to defend yourself after all. No I just simply wish to join this little orgy you've thrown in my home, it is only fair is it not?"

The Sage now fully turned his attention to Lea, smiling as he inspected the lovely girl. It was clear with the power he'd been throwing around that if he wanted to force any of them to do something, he probably could, one way or the other. But besides from ordering Lea and Thrak he refrained from such actions, free will was usually preferable in his eyes. "Indeed, many, many secrets. Like the reason everyone was summoned to my tower in the first place. If you're a good girl, I'll tell you all. But a bad girl, well, then I have to get pushy with what I want."

At this point the old man got moving, reaching forward and taking hold of Lea's hips. He wasn't being too fast or forceful, Lea could avoid quite easily, but he'd be disappointed. He went to raise her up, clearly looking to finish what Thrak started. He lowered her upon his shaft, arguably as impressive as Thrak's despite the racial difference. He let out a groan of pleasure as he felt the head press into her tight tunnel, the size difference clear, even with Thrak working her not even a minute ago.

Cortia at this point was dismissed and turned her attention back to Desira, having orders to follow. Once more she approached but this time stopped on the way, picking up one of the Bards discarded toys. Picking up a strapon the Cleric skillfully and swiftly put the toy on, so much so that you had to wonder if it was the collar, or if the Priestess had experience with such toys. Now ready to work, Cortia made swift work with the rest of the distance, quickly pressing against Desira. Gripping Desira's arms, Cortia swiftly and forcefully pushed the girl back until she was in place, before shoving the dildo roughly into the Half-elf's freshly used pussy. She after all was ordered to fuck her more and fuck her hard.
 
Riordan blinked at the old man's words, before gesturing and saying, "Uh, was more asking about how we weren't under your employ yet. Made it sound kind of like a job offer, and as you've so far made clear, there isn't really much we can do to stop you, soooo, I'll be honest. Being able to get out of here, mind intact and alive would be nice. If I have to be some kind of servant or something to ensure that, I'd like to know." The black haired half-elf may have gone on fore longer, but he was interrupted by Cortia coming coming back with a vengeance. And a strap-on. Which she plunged straight into Desira's abused pussy.

Huh.

He found his eyes drawn to the duo, taking it in as his cock, covered in his and Desira's juices, twitched. In particular, they latched onto Desira's pert buttocks and he remembered there was a hole he hadn't felt himself yet.

"Well, I suppose we could leave such talk for later." O'rinn said, stepping back up to Desira and once more grabbing her ass cheeks, kneading and massaging them roughly as he pulled the dildo from pucker. Only to replace it with the tip of his cockhead, already lubed and prepared, pressing into her backdoor. A low moan escaped his as he sheathed himself in her ass, taking care not to hurt her, but also being slightly more rough than he had been, his hips pumping back and forth, slowly at first, before speeding up to match Cortia's fast, hard thrusts.

Smirking evilly, he brought his hands to her tits, grabbing them tightly and kneading hem, flicking her nipples with his thumb. Then, he muttered once more under his breath, and small, blue sparks of light emerged around his hands, giving the girl light shock and making his hands vibrate as he grope her tits.
 
Lea felt another pang of guilt for being responsible for Cortia's collar, but there was nothing to be done about that for now. As Cortia leaned over her to kiss her master, the small girl was pressed forward against the stiff cock of the Sage. She embraced the thick member and felt its energy drawing her nearer, her own sex practically thrumming with an intense desire to be fucked. She bowed her head forward to press her lips to the glistening head and tasted him. This end of him seemed nothing like an old man and she could suddenly appreciate the enthusiasm of the girl's diary writing. Her hands ran his length as she pressed the shaft between her breasts even as she tongued the tip.

Lea didn't have long to wait though as the Sage picked her up easily and impaled her on the thick shaft. Again her flat tummy bulged with the invasion but this time she was able to take more of his length than she could the half orc's. "Is that all you got old man?" She taunted him a bit as she began to ride him. Her tight little pussy gripping his length as she bounced herself and ground her clit against him. She had been so close to cumming and was anxious to get back on that wave of pleasure. Her hands gripped her tits and squeezed them, giving the Sage a good show. She also looked him over, spying for any advantage that might allow her and her friends to leave here when the time came. For now though, there was no sense not enjoying the nice stiff cock he offered.
 
"A job offer... Well you wouldn't be far wrong, but let's not mix and pleasure right now." The Sage turned his whole attention back to Lea, happily groaning as she began working his shaft. As nice as that felt though, he was eager to get to the main event so lifted her onto him. Even as she began to ride his cock, his hands kept a grip on the girls hips, helping her along and putting more force into it. He smiled as she taunted him and pressed his thumbs to her nipples. "As a matter of fact my dear." Shocks of electricity shot from his thumbs right into her sensative tips, not enough to damage, but enough to add an extra sensation.

As Lea examined him she'd easily be able to take in his details this close. Though his body was of a fitter, younger man than this old Sage should of had, it was still that of a spellcaster. He wasn't abnormally strong or tough, thus able to be dealt with like a regular human. A good blow to the neck or stranglation could take him down and he'd have a hard time prying her off if she had a good position. Course he was still clearly a spellcaster, a masterful one at that. The chances were good he could cast a devistating spell on them all should she be unable to stop him quick. Course from his dialog he seemed to not intend to keep them.
 
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