KaosDancer
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I was only peripherally aware of D’s voice and actions as he tried to rescue me from my own wanton need, but I was acutely aware of the blinding excitement the Sprites felt at having to fight to retain their hold on me. I cried out as I felt the last little creature pulled from me, my body twisting and fighting in the rocky restraints. NO! My mind screamed, Bring them back!
Soon, but not soon enough, I felt them return and moaned loudly as I relaxed back into the sea of blessed sensation. I whimpered as I felt the stone move around me, but my little wonders kept up with me as my body was repositioned so everything was alright. I could feel my knees being opened exposing me fully to my precious darlings.
Warm hands upon me, too large to be… I opened my eyes a bit, and saw him standing above me and smile, It’s alright then, I think as I let my eyes close again, relishing the feel of him removing the last annoying strips of fabric which was coming between me and my little darlings.
After a few moments, I hear Glorymorn’s voice and open my eyes to see her fluttering directly in front of me. “Glorymorn wants you to see Mistress.” She purred huskily, “Will you allow it?”
“I don’t understand…”
“Just open your mind Mistress;” she said softly swooping in and resting both her hands upon my forehead.
I was filled with a strange feeling of duality, and suddenly I was not only looking up at the naked body of my follower, but also looking down at myself. I gasped and my head spun and the mixed signals and she whispered. “Close your eyes Mistress. Just see through Glorymorn’s”
I did as she requested and the spinning stopped. Once Glory was sure of my stability, she flew up and looked down on the scene I was creating. It could almost have been considered chaste, since my body was mostly covered, but that illusion was swiftly shattered when you realized that what was covering me was a mass of writhing fairy-flesh. “See Mistress.” She whispered softly to herself, but I could hear her as clear as if she was next to me. “See how beautiful you look.”
She then turned and I gasped as I saw D sitting there, naked, watching. I’d never seen him naked before and Glory seemed to understand that as she surveyed him closely, letting me see the strength of his broad shoulders and the smooth roundness of his ass before moving in front of him and showing me the rampant hard on he was sporting. “But he waits, Mistress,” Glory told me, 'Waits for the correct time for the two of you.” She closed her eyes for a moment and purred, “But for now, you are ours.”
Opening her eyes and spinning slowly, she showed me the here-to-for unnoticed watchers. There were at least a dozen Dryads half-out of their trees, ignoring the dozen or so satyrs next to them, because the satyrs only had eyes for what was going on on the rock in front of them. The Nereids had raised themselves up so they could see, and a full dozen sylphs flittered around, stopping every once in a while to run through D’s hair, or, for the more playful of them, across his member.
She flew back down to where she could look at my face, licking her lips in anticipation as she flew slowly backward, taking in the expanse of my flesh and the fairies who were busily using it for their own pleasure. I licked my own lips in response as I saw two little Sprites gleefully shoving my distended nipples up inside their tinny sexes, while others played with themselves and waited in line. Suddenly, Spiderwort caught sight of my extended tongue and dashed off toward my face. “Oh come on Mistress.” Glorymorn whispered as I pulled my tongue back inside my mouth. “Don’t you want to make those who love you happy?”
She flew back up to my face and looked at the frustrated face of Spiderwort. “What’s the matter my sister?” she asked gently.
“Spiderwort wants!” She pouted, pointing to my full, but tightly closed lips.
“Then let me convince her.” Glory said softly and turned and knelt down on my chin. She began gently kissing and petting my lips, and playfully sliding her fingers between them. Then, with a wicked grin, she slid her fingers deep up inside her, gathering her wetness, and then, once again slid her fingers between my lips, smearing them with her salty sweetness. “Come on Mistress,” she purred, “Just a little taste.”
Her soft words and overwhelming desire over road my inhibitions and I allowed my tongue to dart out, gathering the present she had left for me. I was surprised at the sweetness of it and went ahead and licked it completely off my lips. “That’s good Mistress,” Glory moaned, crawling closer, “Now, from the source,” she said, spreading her knees wide over the line of my lips. I could feel her burning wetness against my lips, and took the chance and flicked my tongue out; touching my darling little follower’s most secret of places.
The electric shock of her pleasure swept through me and I became lost in the need to pleasure her as best as I was able. I varied between flicking her little slit with my tongue and licking slowly from one side of my mouth to the other, tasting her from knee to knee. Much of the other sensations on my body stopped as the other Sprites turned to watch their leader as she cried out is ecstasy, again and again until it seemed the poor little thing would pass out from the feelings running through both her and my flesh.
Finally, unable to take anymore, Glorymorn slid herself back down to my chin, only to be replaced by the hot and demanding flesh of Spiderwort. So, you think you can take this? I thought to myself as I saw the hungry-eyed creature position herself above me. “Glory.” I sent to my little follower through the link she had established. “Have two of your girls come up here and hold Wort in place.”
Wishing to distract the little thing until it was too late; I curled my tongue and prodded her up against her hungry sex. Watching through Glory’s eyes I saw Spiderwort closed her eyes and moan in response. Glory giggled as Mapleflame and an Ivy-colored Sprite crept up and grabbed Wort’s feet. The purple sprite’s eyes opened wide in shock at this and exclaimed “Glorymorn, what?”
My blue comrade just smiled at this. “The Mistress said to.” She purred.
“But…” Spiderwort started, but I gave her no more time for objections. With a deep-throated chuckle, I parted my lips and the center of Wort’s body became suspended by her feet over my open mouth. Before the strain on her ankles could begin to trouble her, I closed my lips upon her, holding her in place.
Two more Sprites flew up and grabbed Spiderwort’s arms as Glorymorn rose to her feet and walked over to her trapped sister. With a wicked grin, the blue fairy grabbed Spiderwort’s breasts and began rather cruelly pinching and twisting them. Taking my cue from my little co-conspirator, I shoved my rolled tongue deep inside of the ensnared little creature’s sex, forcing my way past her swollen lips up into her guarded inner chamber. It was a tight fit, so I pulled back out and immediately shoved back into her, stretching and expanding the cavity to better suit my desires. This done, I began abusing her in earnest, shoving into her four of five times, and then pulling out of her and running my flat tongue over the distended opening, intentionally missing her tiny little clit. I kept this up for a while until Spiderwort began squirming and wiggling, trying desperately to try to get me to touch her sensitive nub.
“Hold still.” Glorymorn whispered, twisting Wort’s left nipple even harder. “You wanted her, now you have to deal with whatever she decides to give you.” Glory, released her Wort’s breasts, grabbed her tightly by the sides of her head and kissed her deeply, forcing her tongue deep into the other Sprite’s mouth. Once the little purple fairy was attention was focused on her leader’s aggressive kiss, I curled my tongue again and slid it up and over the Spiderwort’s swollen little button. The response was instantaneous. Wort began moaning and twitching while Glory kept up her oral assault, thrusting her tongue again and again into the other Sprite’s mouth. But this was not enough for me, and I settled into a motion of three fierce thrusts followed by a little flick of her clit and then back in. Spiderwort was soon shuddering and twitching harder and harder as my continued assault did not let her have time to come back down before I forced her back up again.
After about 10 minutes, Glorymorn broke her kiss and glanced off into the woods. “The Pixies are watching you dear.” She whispered to our little captive. “I’m going to ask the Master to hand you over to an entire platoon tonight.” She purred, running her hands over the straining purple Sprite’s body. Glory motioned for the Sprites holding Spiderwort’s arms to release them, and for one of them to take Mapleflame’s place.
“Mapleflame.” Glory said firmly, “Come here, lay down and hold yourself open for your companion.” Mapleflame blushed, and glanced over to where the hoard of pixies fluttered around, jockeying for position to get a better look. “Now!” Glory said, pointing to the spot where she wanted the other little wayward Sprite to lay.
Maple did as she was told, and laid down and spread her legs. “No.” Glory laughed, lifting the embarrassed Sprite’s legs high. “Hold yourself open.” She directed, placing one of Maple’s hands on each of her legs, and then directing her to pull them apart, putting herself on display for all who watched.
“Now,” she said, turning and looking at Spiderwort’s tear-stained face. “Please your companion.” She ordered. “When you’ve done a good enough job, I’ll ask the Mistress to stop.”
Glory had purposefully placed Maple just out of Spiderwort’s easy reach, forcing the purple Sprite to bend at the waist and reach for her companion. She screamed in shock at the unexpected other result of this movement. By leaning that way, she twisted her lower body slightly, giving me better access to he already abused insides. Using this slight adjustment to my advantage I found that I could get almost a quarter of an inch deeper inside the writhing creature. But, knowing that she had almost reached the breaking point, and that she had a chore to do, I just stayed there, keeping her full, but no longer stimulating her as unmercifully as before.
Glory smiled when she saw Spiderwort’s reaction and then looked down at Mapleflame. She frowned when she saw the little fall-colored Sprite had her eyes closed and her head turned to the side. Kneeling down beside the self-conscious creature she whispered. “You wanted the attention of belonging to the Master, and because of that you abandoned the Mistress without permission. Now open your eyes and accept the attention you are now getting. Look at the faces of the Pixies, and imagine what they are going to do to you.”
Soon, but not soon enough, I felt them return and moaned loudly as I relaxed back into the sea of blessed sensation. I whimpered as I felt the stone move around me, but my little wonders kept up with me as my body was repositioned so everything was alright. I could feel my knees being opened exposing me fully to my precious darlings.
Warm hands upon me, too large to be… I opened my eyes a bit, and saw him standing above me and smile, It’s alright then, I think as I let my eyes close again, relishing the feel of him removing the last annoying strips of fabric which was coming between me and my little darlings.
After a few moments, I hear Glorymorn’s voice and open my eyes to see her fluttering directly in front of me. “Glorymorn wants you to see Mistress.” She purred huskily, “Will you allow it?”
“I don’t understand…”
“Just open your mind Mistress;” she said softly swooping in and resting both her hands upon my forehead.
I was filled with a strange feeling of duality, and suddenly I was not only looking up at the naked body of my follower, but also looking down at myself. I gasped and my head spun and the mixed signals and she whispered. “Close your eyes Mistress. Just see through Glorymorn’s”
I did as she requested and the spinning stopped. Once Glory was sure of my stability, she flew up and looked down on the scene I was creating. It could almost have been considered chaste, since my body was mostly covered, but that illusion was swiftly shattered when you realized that what was covering me was a mass of writhing fairy-flesh. “See Mistress.” She whispered softly to herself, but I could hear her as clear as if she was next to me. “See how beautiful you look.”
She then turned and I gasped as I saw D sitting there, naked, watching. I’d never seen him naked before and Glory seemed to understand that as she surveyed him closely, letting me see the strength of his broad shoulders and the smooth roundness of his ass before moving in front of him and showing me the rampant hard on he was sporting. “But he waits, Mistress,” Glory told me, 'Waits for the correct time for the two of you.” She closed her eyes for a moment and purred, “But for now, you are ours.”
Opening her eyes and spinning slowly, she showed me the here-to-for unnoticed watchers. There were at least a dozen Dryads half-out of their trees, ignoring the dozen or so satyrs next to them, because the satyrs only had eyes for what was going on on the rock in front of them. The Nereids had raised themselves up so they could see, and a full dozen sylphs flittered around, stopping every once in a while to run through D’s hair, or, for the more playful of them, across his member.
She flew back down to where she could look at my face, licking her lips in anticipation as she flew slowly backward, taking in the expanse of my flesh and the fairies who were busily using it for their own pleasure. I licked my own lips in response as I saw two little Sprites gleefully shoving my distended nipples up inside their tinny sexes, while others played with themselves and waited in line. Suddenly, Spiderwort caught sight of my extended tongue and dashed off toward my face. “Oh come on Mistress.” Glorymorn whispered as I pulled my tongue back inside my mouth. “Don’t you want to make those who love you happy?”
She flew back up to my face and looked at the frustrated face of Spiderwort. “What’s the matter my sister?” she asked gently.
“Spiderwort wants!” She pouted, pointing to my full, but tightly closed lips.
“Then let me convince her.” Glory said softly and turned and knelt down on my chin. She began gently kissing and petting my lips, and playfully sliding her fingers between them. Then, with a wicked grin, she slid her fingers deep up inside her, gathering her wetness, and then, once again slid her fingers between my lips, smearing them with her salty sweetness. “Come on Mistress,” she purred, “Just a little taste.”
Her soft words and overwhelming desire over road my inhibitions and I allowed my tongue to dart out, gathering the present she had left for me. I was surprised at the sweetness of it and went ahead and licked it completely off my lips. “That’s good Mistress,” Glory moaned, crawling closer, “Now, from the source,” she said, spreading her knees wide over the line of my lips. I could feel her burning wetness against my lips, and took the chance and flicked my tongue out; touching my darling little follower’s most secret of places.
The electric shock of her pleasure swept through me and I became lost in the need to pleasure her as best as I was able. I varied between flicking her little slit with my tongue and licking slowly from one side of my mouth to the other, tasting her from knee to knee. Much of the other sensations on my body stopped as the other Sprites turned to watch their leader as she cried out is ecstasy, again and again until it seemed the poor little thing would pass out from the feelings running through both her and my flesh.
Finally, unable to take anymore, Glorymorn slid herself back down to my chin, only to be replaced by the hot and demanding flesh of Spiderwort. So, you think you can take this? I thought to myself as I saw the hungry-eyed creature position herself above me. “Glory.” I sent to my little follower through the link she had established. “Have two of your girls come up here and hold Wort in place.”
Wishing to distract the little thing until it was too late; I curled my tongue and prodded her up against her hungry sex. Watching through Glory’s eyes I saw Spiderwort closed her eyes and moan in response. Glory giggled as Mapleflame and an Ivy-colored Sprite crept up and grabbed Wort’s feet. The purple sprite’s eyes opened wide in shock at this and exclaimed “Glorymorn, what?”
My blue comrade just smiled at this. “The Mistress said to.” She purred.
“But…” Spiderwort started, but I gave her no more time for objections. With a deep-throated chuckle, I parted my lips and the center of Wort’s body became suspended by her feet over my open mouth. Before the strain on her ankles could begin to trouble her, I closed my lips upon her, holding her in place.
Two more Sprites flew up and grabbed Spiderwort’s arms as Glorymorn rose to her feet and walked over to her trapped sister. With a wicked grin, the blue fairy grabbed Spiderwort’s breasts and began rather cruelly pinching and twisting them. Taking my cue from my little co-conspirator, I shoved my rolled tongue deep inside of the ensnared little creature’s sex, forcing my way past her swollen lips up into her guarded inner chamber. It was a tight fit, so I pulled back out and immediately shoved back into her, stretching and expanding the cavity to better suit my desires. This done, I began abusing her in earnest, shoving into her four of five times, and then pulling out of her and running my flat tongue over the distended opening, intentionally missing her tiny little clit. I kept this up for a while until Spiderwort began squirming and wiggling, trying desperately to try to get me to touch her sensitive nub.
“Hold still.” Glorymorn whispered, twisting Wort’s left nipple even harder. “You wanted her, now you have to deal with whatever she decides to give you.” Glory, released her Wort’s breasts, grabbed her tightly by the sides of her head and kissed her deeply, forcing her tongue deep into the other Sprite’s mouth. Once the little purple fairy was attention was focused on her leader’s aggressive kiss, I curled my tongue again and slid it up and over the Spiderwort’s swollen little button. The response was instantaneous. Wort began moaning and twitching while Glory kept up her oral assault, thrusting her tongue again and again into the other Sprite’s mouth. But this was not enough for me, and I settled into a motion of three fierce thrusts followed by a little flick of her clit and then back in. Spiderwort was soon shuddering and twitching harder and harder as my continued assault did not let her have time to come back down before I forced her back up again.
After about 10 minutes, Glorymorn broke her kiss and glanced off into the woods. “The Pixies are watching you dear.” She whispered to our little captive. “I’m going to ask the Master to hand you over to an entire platoon tonight.” She purred, running her hands over the straining purple Sprite’s body. Glory motioned for the Sprites holding Spiderwort’s arms to release them, and for one of them to take Mapleflame’s place.
“Mapleflame.” Glory said firmly, “Come here, lay down and hold yourself open for your companion.” Mapleflame blushed, and glanced over to where the hoard of pixies fluttered around, jockeying for position to get a better look. “Now!” Glory said, pointing to the spot where she wanted the other little wayward Sprite to lay.
Maple did as she was told, and laid down and spread her legs. “No.” Glory laughed, lifting the embarrassed Sprite’s legs high. “Hold yourself open.” She directed, placing one of Maple’s hands on each of her legs, and then directing her to pull them apart, putting herself on display for all who watched.
“Now,” she said, turning and looking at Spiderwort’s tear-stained face. “Please your companion.” She ordered. “When you’ve done a good enough job, I’ll ask the Mistress to stop.”
Glory had purposefully placed Maple just out of Spiderwort’s easy reach, forcing the purple Sprite to bend at the waist and reach for her companion. She screamed in shock at the unexpected other result of this movement. By leaning that way, she twisted her lower body slightly, giving me better access to he already abused insides. Using this slight adjustment to my advantage I found that I could get almost a quarter of an inch deeper inside the writhing creature. But, knowing that she had almost reached the breaking point, and that she had a chore to do, I just stayed there, keeping her full, but no longer stimulating her as unmercifully as before.
Glory smiled when she saw Spiderwort’s reaction and then looked down at Mapleflame. She frowned when she saw the little fall-colored Sprite had her eyes closed and her head turned to the side. Kneeling down beside the self-conscious creature she whispered. “You wanted the attention of belonging to the Master, and because of that you abandoned the Mistress without permission. Now open your eyes and accept the attention you are now getting. Look at the faces of the Pixies, and imagine what they are going to do to you.”
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